Love Happy Page #6

Mr Lyons, a man of small faith,

is removing the scenery and costumes

from the production.

Mr Johnson, may I suggest that we do

what all actors have always done

since before the days of

Thespis and Shakespeare -

perform without scenery or costumes

or salary.

Sorry, I can't go on

with that kind of a show.

Curtain's down, school's out.

Better luck next time.

Oh, I'm sorry, Mr Johnson,

but Mr Lyons said to take everything.

Uh-huh.

Well, go ahead, say it.

- I wasn't going to say anything.

- Well, it's sticking out of your eyes.

I'm yellow, no guts.

- No, Mike, you're just what you are.

- And what's that?

A nice, sweet young man

who doesn't belong in show business.

You'd look stunning in an apron

surrounded by nice yellow oranges.

- Here, have some sardines.

- I don't want any sardines.

I'm not throwing a bare turkey on the stage.

I'm quitting, Maggie,

and don't tell me the show must go on.

- Relax, it's over.

- No, it isn't over.

We're going to open without scenery,

without costumes,

just with talent and people.

We're going to open and knock 'em dead.

- Hallelujah.

- Let's go and celebrate.

- What's to celebrate?

- Your birthday.

Don't change the subject.

We've got a good show. If you tried...

What do you think life is? A fairy tale?

Yes, it is.

Fairy tales, sardines...

What do you want?

Could you tell me, please,

where I can find Mr Michael Johnson?

- You're speaking to the gentleman.

- Wonderful. You are really Mr Johnson?

- What can I do for you?

- Oh, Mr Johnson, so much.

- You mean in the show?

- You have a place for me, I'm sure.

- Too bad, Miss...

- Madame Egelichi.

- Mr Johnson, you must have a place for me.

- Not any more.

- But why?

- Because of a bankroll we haven't got.

What I'm trying to say, without breaking

into unmanly tears, is that we're folding,

calling it a day.

- Better luck next time, Madame Egelichi.

- Oh.

Er, you mean the show will not open

and the actors are going away?

Oh, no.

- How much money do you need?

- A loan from Congress would help.

Mr Johnson, I am serious.

I will supply the money.

This is over my head, Mike.

What's going on?

It's simple.

Didn't you say life was a fairy tale?

Well, here's our fairy godmother

with a wand!

And what a wand!

Madame Egelichi, I need $1100 to raise

the curtain. You're not kidding, are you?

- Shall we go to your office, Mr Johnson?

- Let's go.

You are going to make me so happy.

So happy.

He's taking a long time for a business deal.

- He'll be back.

- Oh, don't be a fool, let's go.

Sorry, Bunny, I promised...

I said never to eat your dinner in this room.

Cheer up, honey. Maybe he's breaking your

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