Holiday Inn Page #4

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# You're easy to dance with #

# Loving you the way I do #

# Makes you easy to dance with #

# That is why I'm always

right on the beat #

# All those times

in one man's arms #

# Make you easy to dance with #

# I can hardly keep

my mind on my feet #

# Let's dance forever #

# Come on

say we'll never be through #

# It's so easy to dance with you #

# You're easy to dance with #

# You're easy to dance with #

# It's so easy to dance with you #

# It's so easy to dance #

# It's so easy to dance with you #

- That was wonderful.

- It's a great act, isn't it? Here they come.

- Who?

- Ted and Lila.

Hey, what's the matter?

- Hello, Lila. How are you?

- Jimmy boy! I'm so glad to see you.

I thought you were alone.

Who's your friend and what's her hurry?

- Don't ask me. She's your friend.

- Mine?

- What is she afraid of, facing me?

- Darling, I swear I never...

- "Darling, I swear. " You lie. If you don't...

- You're on. Take a bow.

Encore!

So this is Holiday Inn.

- Yeah, will be if it ever opens up.

- Why shouldn't it open?

I ain't one to talk,

but you could buy...

a half interest in this place

for a barrel of apples.

Next train for New York's at 7:43

if we can flag her down.

Say, I'm looking for a job.

Where's the boss?

Right here.

I'll be down in a second.

So you're the big shot

that didn't know whether...

Hanover and Dixon

were good enough for your place.

That wasn't exactly hay you were

throwing, either. "I'm Linda Mason. "

- Merry Christmas.

- Merry Christmas.

- All right, you're a fake and I'm a phony.

- And we're both soaked.

- Are you hurt?

- I'll check later.

- Come on, let's get out of this before you catch cold.

- All right. Oh!

- Well, here's what cooks.

- Oh!

Why, this is darling. Was it as large

as this when it was a farmhouse?

Yeah, it was built by a fellow who felt cramped

in New York. He ran out of lumber, though.

- Oh, Mamie!

- Coming!

- Is your names

Mamie? - No. - No.

Get back in the kitchen.

- My, my, what's happened?

- Oh, we had a little accident.

- Mamie, this is Miss Linda Mason.

- How do you do?

- Pleased to know you, Miss Linda.

- And these are her children.

- There's Daphne and there's Vanderbilt.

- How do you do?

Mamie, will you take Miss Mason

up to the guest room...

and change her into anything

that'll fit her?

Sure thing, Mr. Jimmy.

Come on, honey.

I'll see about getting a fire ready

in the living room.

Is your names Miss Linda?

- No.

- No.

I don't know. It sounds like

something you'd dream about at night.

It would be wonderful. Then you'd

wake up and realize it couldn't work.

Oh, it'll work if I can

sell the idea to some performers.

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