Gold Diggers of 1937

Oh, baby, what I couldn't do

With plenty of money and you

In spite of the worry that money brings

Just a little filthy lucre

Buys a lot of things

And I could take you to places

You'd like to go

But outside of that, I've no use for dough

It's the root of all evil

Of strife and upheaval

But I'm certain, honey

That life could be sunny

With plenty of money and you

All right, now, boys.

This afternoon, for our final session...

...we will have with us Andy Callahan,

manager of the Good Life Agency.

Introducing, Andy Callahan.

Men, I've only got one thing to say.

Carloadings.

Carloadings.

What does it mean when I say

that carloadings...

...are up 16 and one-half percent

over last month?

What does that got to do

with life insurance?

Plenty.

It means there is no depression.

Don't let your prospect talk about it.

All you've got to do

is get him so enthused...

...over what life insurance

would do for him...

...that he can see himself

lying in his grave...

...glorying in the physical comfort

of his family.

You can't sell insurance

sitting on your chairs in the office.

You've got to get out and get it.

All right, now, boys. Let's go.

Everybody follow our song leader,

Rosmer Peek.

Where is Rosmer?

Come on, Rosmer.

Come out from wherever you are.

Rosmer, come on.

Rosmer.

We want Rosmer.

We want Rosmer.

Now, Boop.

I'm gonna get someplace, see?

When I left school,

I got this business to please my father.

I'm not cut out for it, neither are you.

Yes, sir, boy.

I'm gonna get out of this insurance business

as soon as I get back to New York.

Peek. Oglethorpe.

Come on, up and at them. On your toes.

That's the old pep.

They want you to sing.

I thought you cured them yesterday.

So did I. Guess they had a relapse.

That's the old stuff.

Give them all you got.

All right, Andy,

we'll give our all for Good Life.

You'll get pie in the sky

You'll get pie in the sky

When you die, die, die

If you buy, buy, buy life insurance

Lilies will adorn you

Relatives will mourn you

They'll be in the gravy

When you're in the grave

You'll get pie in the sky

Angels high all will cry

Did you buy, buy, buy

The Super Great, The Pearly Gate

The New York Colossal

The U.S. Old Fossil

The A.K. And A.Z.

The Knee-deep-in-daisy

Life insurance

Everybody.

You'll get pie in the sky

You'll get pie in the sky

When you die, die, die

If you buy, buy, buy life insurance

Lilies will adorn you

Relatives will mourn you

They'll be in the gravy

When you're in the grave

You'll get pie

All aboard.

The Jolly Maids.

We should be called

The Fire Horse Brigade.

No company made a quick round trip to

Atlantic City since footlights were invented.

I must say it's very humiliating.

I haven't got over it yet.

Oh, dear,

I feel as if I were going to faint any minute.

Save it.

There's no man around to catch you.

I thought it was such

a pretty little show.

You didn't ever see the show.

All you ever saw

was that moonfaced tenor.

Working for Herman

is like a student tour.

I should be used to it, but I'm not.

Hello, Verna.

Hello, dear.

I want my luggage, if you please.

She wants her luggage.

Aren't you going back with us?

Oh, dear, no.

I couldn't think of riding

on that beastly train.

I hate trains.

She hates trains.

- Take them over to the car like a good man.

- Yes, miss.

Harry ran up for me, you know.

She'd wear that coat if it killed her.

Six months ago,

she was working for a seamstress.

- Now she's engaged to a broker.

- How'd she get such a break?

One day, my children,

the broker ripped his pants.

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