Sun Valley Serenade Page #2

- You? Me too.

Hey, Ted, look who's here.

Your Uncle Sam.

- I haven't any Uncle Sam.

- We all have an Uncle Sam.

Did you forget to register for the draft?

It can't be income tax - we had none.

- This is for you, Mr Scott.

- A subpoena server!

If you had your life to live over again,

don't do it.

- That Brooklyn dame must've believed you.

- Open it.

Here. You open it.

It's from the lmmigration Department.

They're giving you a refugee.

- A what?

- A refugee.

- A little baby.

- That publicity stunt you cooked up for us.

Almost got us ajob.

Remember the play Winchell gave it?

"Dartmouth Troubadours

to adopt a little refugee tot."

- It arrives on the George Washington.

- What'll we do with it?

Don't look at me.

You signed the application.

Just because I'm the only guy that had a pen,

you're not gonna shove this off on me.

Besides, we don't need publicity now.

We'll tell 'em we don't want the baby.

You can't. You're responsible -

says so here.

Then we'll find it a place to live

and all chip in...

Wait. What'll Winchell say?

He gave us a big build-up

about sharing our laughter and tears

with a little refugee.

What'll he say

if he finds out we tied a can to it?

You can't keep him from knowing -

not even when you're gonna have a baby.

- Figure it out.

- You figure it out.

- Didn't you tell me you wanna be a father?

- Yeah, but I wanna do it my way.

(man) Number 23.

- 23? That's us, dear.

- You wait here, honey.

- Number 23, officer.

- Right here, sir.

- Hello, sonny.

- God dag.

Welcome to America.

This is great. Nothing pulls publicity

like a baby or a dog. Look at that.

Betty Jean,

this is your new brother, Charles.

- Hello.

- Isn't he sweet?

- You gotta admit that's pretty cute.

- (man) Number 36.

Where's the paper? Suppose

he called our number and we muffed it?

- What number did he say?

- Number 36.

Bingo!

Boys, get ready with the introduction.

Come on, you guys, get the cameras set.

(jolly tune)

- Here you are, number 36. Where is it?

- Right here.

(music falters / flat bass note)

- 36? That must be her chest measurement.

- Give me that.

I said I'd take a child, I didn't say I'd take a...

Well, she's too big for her age.

Is that your signature?

She's a refugee like the rest,

and here you guarantee to take care of her

and that she'll not become a public charge.

She's your responsibility now, mister.

Young lady.

She's your responsibility now, mister.

Young lady.

This gentleman is your sponsor.

- How are you?

- How do you do?

Hold it. Let's see more of your face, Scott.

- That's the way we greet friends in Norway.

- What a country! My name is Jerome K Allen.

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