Sitting Pretty

[ Drumroll ]

[ Orchestral fanfare ]

[ Orchestra ]

Everybody loves a baby

And it might as well be you

Pretty baby

[ orchestra continues ]

Pretty baby

Pretty baby

I'd like to be your sister

Brother, dad and mother too

Pretty baby

[ Whistling ]

Pretty baby

Hey. Hey, you!

Hey, come here

a minute, will ya?

Were you addressing me?

Yeah.

Is this hummingbird hill

up here?

That is the name

of this community, yes.

I'm trying to find 21 carvers Lane.

They phoned for a cab.

Oh.

Someone going away?

How would I know?

They want a cab, that's all.

You know where it is?

I do.

You continue on and turn left into the first

street. It is the fourth house on the right.

Thanks, buddy.

You're entirely welcome.

Say, you mind telling me what

you're doing with that feather?

I am cross-pollinating a specimen

of the family iridaceae.

Come again?

I am trying to develop a new

strain of Iris. I breed them.

No kidding! You mean, like some

guys breed cocker spaniels?

The principle, believe

it or not, is identical.

Clarence!

Uh, yes, mother?

What did that taxi man want?

He's looking for

21 carvers Lane, mother.

What on earth do the Harry

kings need a cab for?

[ Cab engine starts ]

I don't know, mother!

- Well, why didn't you ask him?

- I did!

But he doesn't know

either, mother! Oh!

You never find out anything.

[ Sighs ]

Better drink it now

before it gets cold.

Never mind the milk. Wheel me over

to that other window, quickly.

Careful, now.

Hurry. Hurry.

[ Toddler wailing, crying ]

[ Wailing, crying continue]

[ Dog barking ]

[ Boy ]

Henry! Henry! Come back here!

Henry! Henry!

Come back here!

Henry!

Come back here!

Hey! Get this dog off of me!

Get him off!

He's a watchdog!

He's supposed to bite strangers!

It's all right. He won't hurt ya.

Come on, Henry.

What's the matter?

don't you like dogs?

- [ Door opens ]

- [ Crying continues ]

Yes? Oh, Roddy, will you

please stop crying.

You sent for a cab, lady.

[ Crying continues ]

You've come to the wrong house.

I didn't phone for a cab...

[ shrieks ]

Roddy, please stop!

This is number 21. Somebody

from here phoned for a cab.

I'm sorry, but there

must be some mistake.

There's no mistake, Mrs. King!

I phoned for a cab.

Really, Mrs. Maypole,

I-I don't quite understand.

There's nothing to understand.

I'm quittin', that's

all, and right now!

But you can't... you just can't

walk out... that's what you think.

Want I should

put 'em in the cab?

Yes, if you can get by them kids and that

awful dog without gettin' 'em smashed.

I don't know

what's upset you, but...

oh, you don't, huh?

Well, I'll tell ya.

It's them three kids of yours that's

upset me, and that horrible dog.

Upset me?

They've driven me nuts!

I'll never take another job anywhere

where they have kids or pets, so help me!

We had three children and a dog,

Mrs. Maypole, when you came.

We didn't spring them on you

unexpectedly.

I know. I should have

my head examined.

Good day, Mrs. King!

And mail me them two days

I got comin'.

[ Cab door closes ]

[ Sighs ]

[ Engine starts ]

don't worry, mom.

She was a pain in the neck.

She couldn't cook good either.

You're a much better cook, mom.

[ Phone ringing ]

Hello.

Oh, good morning, Mrs. King.

Just a moment, please.

- Yes?

- Your wife, Mr. King, on two.

Right.

Oh.

Hello, honey.

Say, Mr. Hammond wants us to...

what?

She didn't.

Why, the old bag!

The maid quit. Uh, it's just bill.

You can talk.

What?

I said, in a way

I'm glad to get rid of her.

All she did

was guzzle beer all day.

What? Tonight?

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