There's No Business Like Show Business Page #2

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She's in your memory

By morning, night,

and noon

She will leave you

and then

Come back again

A pretty girl is just

like a pretty tune

A pretty girl

La ta da

ta da de da

Is like a melody

La ta da

ta da de da

That haunts you

night and day

They go together

like sunny weather

Goes with

the month of May

Just like the strain

La la la la la la...

Of a haunting refrain

She'll start upon

a marathon

And run around

your brain

You can't escape,

no, no, no, no, n...

She's in your memory

In your memory by

morning, night, and noon

She will leave you

and then...

Come back again

A pretty girl is

just like a pretty tune

Terrence was

having so much fun

that I hated to spoil it,

but Saturday night,

that was the end of that.

It was good-bye, blondes.

Shh!

Tim, we ought

to go back.

We're just going to get

in a lot of trouble.

Katy's waiting for us

out in the bushes.

You're not going to go

chicken now, are you?

Come on!

Father Dineen:

Going somewhere?

Suppose you come

in here, boys.

What is it?

Trouble.

Where?

School.

I don't want you

to think that the children

have caused

any serious trouble.

On the contrary,

they're fine youngsters,

and we'd like

to keep them very much.

I just thought it best

that we have

a little talk.

I hope my telegram

didn't interfere

too much

with your plans.

That's all right, Father.

We closed last night.

We'll be laying off

for Lent anyway.

Oh, isn't that

interesting?

I didn't know actors

gave up the theater

for Lent.

Well, not exactly, Father.

Let's say that the theater

gives up actors for Lent.

Does the box office

fall off?

Yes, Father. Ours falls off.

Yours picks up.

Oh, I understand,

but to return

to the children.

The fact is, they want

to be back with you.

Did they tell you that?

Well, they've

done more than that.

They tried

to run away. Twice.

No.

Yes.

Why? Is the work

too much for them?

I mean,

are they dumbbells?

Oh, no.

Not at all.

If there's something

wrong with our kids,

you don't have

to horse around. You can...

Oh, I beg your pardon,

Father.

That's quite all right.

No, there's nothing

wrong with them.

Quite the contrary.

Steve is a fine student,

quiet, serious.

Quite an unusual boy.

Katherine, well,

the sisters tell me

she's above average.

And, uh, Timothy?

Well, uh...

Timothy is all boy,

shall we say?

A natural born leader.

Great kid, huh, Father?

Unfortunately,

sometimes he leads

the others

in the wrong direction.

Oh, there's

nothing serious.

What I'm trying

to say is,

the children

are just not happy

away from you

and the theater.

Happy? Who told them

they're supposed to be happy?

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