Dimples

Hey, what did the blue jay say

To the little sparrow

on the fence one day

Say, you'll never guess, so I

Will tell you what I overheard

while passing by

The blue jay said " How do you do

Mr. Sparrow, how are you"

The sparrow said " How do I do

I do just as I please"

and then away he flew

Hey, what did the blue jay say

To the little sparrow

as he flew away

Say, nobody ever heard

Because he didn't get a chance

to say a word

The blue jay didn't notice

That on the fence

there was a cat

The sparrow flew

but the blue jay sat

And now he's just a little

bird on Nellie's hat

Hey, hey! Beautiful, beautiful!

That performance touched my heart!

I, for one, will contribute a dollar.

Er, gentlemen? Yes.

That's... fine.

Thank you. Thank you.

Thank you. Thank you.

Come on, fellas!

Help! Help! Help! I got robbed!

I've been robbed! Help!

- I've been robbed! Help! Help!

- The professor's at it again.

Come on, fellas.

We gotta meet the professor.

Not me. The rest of youse kids

can wind up in jail, but not me.

We're not going to jail.

We're going to Washington Square.

- What's the matter? What's up?

- It's the professor.

- He's picked a pocket again.

- You take that back!

You can't inflect

on my grandfather like that!

- Take it back!

- All right.

You don't think the professor would

take anything that didn't belong to him?

That's just the trouble

with the professor!

He don't seem to know what

belongs to him and what doesn't.

The professor's one

of the "honestest" men in the world.

And, besides, he's reformed.

Ah, my pupils.

- Professor!

- Yes, what is it, my little tuberose?

Tell them you didn't take

anything from that man.

What do you mean, steal?

Why, who suggested such a thing?

- We did!

- Oh, you did.

Well, now I ask you,

is this gratitude...

after all I've done for you boys?

- I'm ashamed of you.

- You see?

Yes. As a matter of fact,

I just learned of a big party uptown...

where, if we hurry, we can pick up

a penny or two playing for the guests.

Come along.

- Come on.

- Well, maybe he is honest,

but if it happens again...

Come on, boys. Sit down!

Skinny, would you please sit over here?

Cunning, aren't they?

Especially the little one.

Tsk! The hats!

Can't you see you're in a swell house?

Wouldn't it be amusing to have

them play at our wedding reception?

We could dress them up and...

Allen, you're not listening.

Huh? Oh, our wedding.

Yes, yes. Of course.

- Allen.

- What?

Never mind.

Come on, boys. Tune up.

Stop sniffling like that.

Here, use this.

A sad thing to say at best.

Thoroughly disapprove of it.

Stop mumbling, Jasper.

I can't understand your nephew bringing

these filthy little street Arabs here.

They'd steal your hoops

if they could get their hands on them.

I'll thank you

not to get personal, Jasper.

He was a dandy

Yes, he was a dandy

He was a dandy

and she was a belle

She wore a bonnet

with blue ribbons on it

And he wore a flower in

His coat lapel

He was so handsome

And she was oh, so fair

While strolling on the avenue

Folks would stop and stare

For he was a dandy

Yes, he was a dandy

He was a dandy

and she was a belle

She wore a bonnet

with a stuffed tomato on it

And he wore a flower in

His coat lapel

We've been robbed.

All our furs, everything.

A burglar's been in

and has stolen everything!

- What did I tell ya? He's done it again.

- He did not.

- I know he didn't!

- Just the same, I'm through! Come on.

He did not! He did not!

Police! Police!

Police! Police!

I'm caught!

- Somebody broke in the window.

- What?

I haven't any doubt these ragamuffins

are part of the scheme,

sent here to divert

our attention from the thief.

- Will you stop mumbling?

- They've caught one of them.

- Leave me alone. I didn't do anything.

- We'll take you right in.

- I don't know nothing about it.

- We caught this one in the balustrade.

I trust you weren't injured

in the struggle.

Why, no, ma'am... not a scratch.

Come here, dear.

Don't be afraid. You and Jasper...

take these gallant officers upstairs...

and get a description

of the things that were taken.

Give my apologies to my guests and

assure them I will replace everything.

- But doesn't this one go to jail?

- Oh, don't be an idiot.

Come, dear.

I didn't do anything.

Honest, I didn't.

- I'm too little.

- Are you?

- Won't you let me go?

- Where would you go?

- Home.

- Where's home?

- With the professor.

- The professor?

- Who's the professor?

- Oh, don't you know him?

Why, everybody knows the professor.

He's a fine gentleman

and an "aristocrack."

Oh.

- Is that cake?

- Suppose you find out.

Help yourself, my dear.

- Hey, Professor, wait a minute!

- What is it?

Professor, they got her!

The police. They got her!

- They got who? They got Dimples?

- Yes, sir!

Oh, uh... Here, uh...

Say, the professor's

awful strict with his students.

He watches 'em very close

so they won't do nothing bad.

And he scolds them

if they're naughty.

But singing and playing in the street?

Isn't it rather odd...

for a music teacher to permit that?

Aw, that's just practice.

If they practice at home, the neighbors

throw bottles through the windows.

Which do you like best,

chocolate or vanilla?

I like chocolate and vanilla.

I wish the professor was here.

He likes vanilla cake.

Help! Stop thief!

Help! Stop thief!

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