Stand Up and Cheer! Page #4

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last three years I just

been barely gettin' by myself.

All right.

You're on duty.

All right, sir.

I won't let nobody by because

you say you don't want nobody in here.

I'll see nobody get by.

Now he didn't get by me, boss.

I got by him.

Yassuh, but I's startin' now.

Without any ifs, ands or buts,

we've got to see to it...

that this new

Department of Amusement is a failure.

But why take it so seriously?

Because we've made millions

of dollars worth of contracts...

based on the continuance

of the depression.

If Cromwell succeeds, if the mood and

temperament of the people become optimistic...

prosperity will arrive with a bang

and that will ruin us.

If he succeeds, yes,

but how can he affect the public at large?

After all he's only a showman,

sort of glorified town clown.

You're wrong there.

He's the man of the hour.

Not only is this country

watching him...

but the eyes of the world

are upon him and his efforts.

Moreover, he believes

in himself and in his work.

He's a man with a mission.

I've talked with him. I know.

It shouldn't be so difficult

to stop him.

Simply find the woman in his life.

No good with Cromwell.

He's spent his life...

in the company of the most

beautiful women in the world.

- He's not exactly a chump.

- Have you any ideas?

Yes, and rather ambitious ones...

but they require

organization and propaganda.

We must attack Cromwell

from every source-

the printing press,

political forums, the radio.

I've got you.

A campaign of ridicule.

Yes. The world is full

of pussyfoots, bluenoses and killjoys.

Laughter and gaiety

are their archenemies.

It shouldn't be hard to make them see

the hand of the devil...

in Cromwell's program

of national nonsense.

We'll put up millions

in cash to back our scheme...

and leave no stone unturned

until Cromwell is defeated.

Daddy! What are we waiting for?

We're waiting for

Miss Adams to send for us.

Oh. Will it be very long?

No, not very long-

Maybe a couple of hours.

Oh.

I got a surprise for you.

Close your eyes.

Hold out your hand.

- Oh!

- Now don't swallow it all at once.

Don't I get a kiss?

Yes.

Here. You sit right there.

Daddy's gonna telephone.

- All right. Bye.

- Good-bye.

Look at my apple!

Well, young lady,

what are you doing?

- I'm with my daddy.

- Where is your daddy?

- In Miss Adams' office.

- In Miss Adams' office?

Well, I guess we'd better go find him.

There now. Be careful

to get your feet in the stirrups.

That's right.

Now take hold of the reins...

and away we'll go

for a brisk canter.

Ah.

Come on there now.

- How's that?

- Whoa.

I like you.

And I like you.

I thought you said your father...

was going to come up

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