Bedlam in Paradise Page #2

- I didn't touch you.

That's what I was afraid of.

Shemp is here! It's him!

His ghost just hit me!

Oh, I'm not afraid of ghosts.

Stand aside, I'll prove it.

Keep your hand in your pockets.

Shemp, if you're around here,

give me a smash on the

chin and convince me.

I'm convinced.

Well, things are looking up!

Well, so far, you boys

have had easy pickins', hey, what?

We certainly have,

you know we made a small fortune

thanks to you.

I must admit that, hey, I did give you

some 'devilsh' good ideas, hey?

Sure thing. Now if we can

only get the De Peyster's

to buy our phony fountain pen invention

for fifty-thousand dollars today,

we'll be on easy street!

Yeah, and when the De Peyster's see

a fountain pen that

writes under whip cream,

they'll fall for it like

the other suckers did.

You know, you've been very kind to us.

Now what can we do for you?

Oh, don't worry,

when the time comes, I'll let you know.

This guy must be in a too

high income tax bracket!

Well, good day, gentlemen!

Good bye, Mr. Heller!

Here's where I really

start reforming you two!

- Well, a toast to easy

money! - Toot-a-lou!

- Skip the gutter!

- Break a leg!

Hey, what's the big idea?

You did it and you're asking me?

I didn't do it!

It was Shemp, he's come

back to haunt us again!

Shemp, if you're really here,

give us a break, will

you? But no tricks!

Oh, no?

Shemp, where are you?

Come out, come out, wherever you are!

Hey, that's the De Peyster's, get ready!

I'll get the invention!

Here is our invention.

Well, I'm dying to be

the first one to see

the fountain pen

writing under whip cream.

Indeed. So am I...

Now, you take the fountain pen

and place it in here.

And put the paper in thusly.

And pour the cream over all.

Now turn the motor on to "low".

Low.

It must turn slowly,

otherwise it will overflow.

Now do you care to make our your check

for 50,000 now or later?

This is preposterous! What next?

A towel! I like to have a towel!

Well, that beats the devil!

You and your inventions.

Now you look...!

Uncle Mortimer, it's working out.

I think they'll turn honest.

Help! Help!

I'm burning.

- Want a piece of pie?

- Moe, Larry!

This guy's dreaming again.

Hey, why don't you...?

Larry, he's been smoking the bed again!

Get the water and the axe!

Put me out! I'm burning up!

You nitwit you!

Why you, brainless idiot!

Turn him around, turn

him around, hurry up!

That's it!

Why you, nitwit! Get some more water!

Ok, look out, I'll...!

What a dream!

You know, fellas, I

just dreamt we invented

a fountain pen that

writes under whipped cream.

There's your whipped cream.

And there's a fountain pen.

Write yourself a letter.

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