Footlight Parade Page #3

we're short six mirrors.

Well, take the-

Yeah?

What?

Wait a minute.

- More trouble.

- What is it?

Theater in Savannah burned down,

costumes and scenery ruined.

Never a dull moment.

- The soldier girl unit?

- Yeah.

This is their last week.

Why not bring them in?

That's right.

Hello, this is your last week, isn't it?

Bring them in,

we'll put them in something else.

What?

A nice, big coffin,

and I'll lie down alongside.

There's a girl for you.

- What kind of a girl?

- With brains!

You can buy beautiful women

a dime a dozen.

- She's got up here.

- So have I.

- What?

- A headache.

Always the rap.

Here's Old Man River.

- Hey, Chester!

- Not Harry Thompson?

Yeah, with a peach of an idea for a unit.

Now get this...

all the girls come in

dressed as different flowers.

Then for a finish, the leading lady

is the American Beauty rose.

Stop, you're killing me.

I almost fell out of my cradle

when the Shuberts did it back in 1912.

- What a memory.

- Old Faithful, I calls it.

Hoofers like elephants never forget, baby.

Here, Harry, here's a cat idea.

Get it started right away.

Yeah? Yeah, this is Kent.

All right, I'll fix it.

The Iceland unit's in trouble,

cupidal man married the leading lady.

And they're both in the hospital.

That's quick work.

Listen, Nan, send a new boy and girl in

right away.

Make sure they're not

in love with each other.

Get a couple already married.

- Say, Gould wants to see you.

- Nothing strange about that.

- This cat thing ain't bad.

- Well, keep it that way.

Nan, there's some notes down there on a

jigsaw puzzle unit and a willow tree idea.

- Type them up, will you?

- I will.

American Beauty rose.

He said only the cat idea.

Yeah?

Why should we give him a job?

What can he do?

Why, Scott's a lovely singer and dancer.

Isn't he, Si?

Why, he won his spurs in college shows.

Oh, dear, dear Mr. Kent, for my sake,

now I implore you-

Now, Harriet, don't get excited.

You know what the doctor said.

Say, there's an idea, Si. A doctor unit.

The girls, doctors, and the boys, patients.

The girls give the boys a shot in the arm

and they go into a big dance, like this.

- Divine, simply divine.

- Like the idea?

Oh, it's a beautiful idea.

Oh, now you see, dear Mr. Kent...

Scott is my protg and Scott is such

a dear boy, with the sweetest tenor voice.

Oh, please, please, Mr. Kent!

- Pardon me.

- Sorry.

Mr. Gould is very busy.

I'll say he's busy.

They're talking about me.

That shouldn't take very long.

I'm gonna work here.

Mrs. Gould is giving Kent the good news.

Really? Well, as far as I know,

we have all the office boys we need.

I'm a singer, starred in two shows

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