Give Me a Sailor Page #2
- Year:
- 1938
- 80 min
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all the time! Isn't that funny!
Yeah, I'm dying laughing.
Ha-ha. Good-bye!
Good-bye.
Letty! Oh, It's hot in here.
Yeah, I know.
Oh, look, dear. Let me help you.
There's a catch in there someplace.
Oh, no! I was just wondering if
you'd lend me your owered dress.
My dress? Yes. You see, it's
just my shade of blue, and-
Well, I thought it'd be
so nice for the picnic.
Sure. That's why
I'm wearing it.
Oh, but it's too small!
Well... you're not
gonna bulge in it.
Oh, please.
Letty, look.
Look. You can have
my New Jersey knit.
And look like a bag
full of eggs? Huh-uh.
Darn you, Nancy. You've been trying to
get that dress ever since I made it.
Oh, all right!
What's this?
Oh! it's a cake.
Yeah.
To Walter from Letty. Well,
isn't that just too sweet.
Well, I would have put Jim's name
on it too, but I ran out of icing.
- Oh, of course. - Sure. Walter
doesn't mean anything in my life.
It's... just that... Walter's
name happened to come first.
Ha-ha, said the duchess,
laughing.
Scat! Now go out and dig yourself
a nice big hole, Ethel May.
And fa 'm it'.!
Oh, Letty, dear. Call
the drugstore. I'm all out of-
Now, see here, my love. All I've got
to get through before 5:00 is...
a couple of hundred sandwiches, four dozen
stuffed eggs and a nervous breakdown!
And if you think- Oh, that reminds me!
You better plan on three more.
Iran into Bill Slawson and the Myers twins,
and, well, they heard about your picnic, and-
My picnic? I wonder how many I'd have
to make if you called it your picnic!
That's for you. The
phone's been hot all morning.
Miss Larkin?
I got a message for you.
Little Boy Blue
has blown his horn.
I can't hear.
Speak louder.
Has blown his horn.
Moo. Horn! Like on a cow.
And will ask
Miss Muffet to-
To sit on his tuffet.
Get outta here!
Must be for you.
Hello.
Good-bye.
Hello?
Yeah.
We've got to boil
the cabbage fast.
- Uh-huh.
- Signed-
Prince Charming.
Prince charming. Isn't that sweet?
Oh, Meryl! Leave my
sandwiches alone.
Okay.
Oh, shame on you.
Well, I gotta eat.
Why aren't you down at the store?
Mmm. Been fired.
That's swell.
Four jobs in three months!
Huh-uh. Five, counting that
time I run over that speed cop.
cousin a couple of smackeroos?
Oh, beat it, Meryl. You got
five the last time. Okay.
Hello, Ethel May.
Hello.
Hey, Meryl. You think you
could take a picture of me?
Sure.
For a couple of bucks.
All right. But could you?
Sure. it's a cinch.
Is there enough light in here? Sure.
Walter says it's a special lens.
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