The Gang's All Here
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- 1943
- 103 min
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Got any coffee on you?
Oh, yes?
Now I can retire.
Well, there's your | good-neighbor policy.
Come on, honey. | That's good neighborin'. There we are.
And now, ladies and gentlemen, | that international favorite, Tony De Marco.
You never saw a place | like this in your life.
- Hello, kids. There you are. | - Hello.
I'll wait a bit on you | till the other one.
- This place gives me a very uneasy feeling, A.J. | - Shame on you.
- Gimme your hat and get your mind off your wife. | - That hat's all right?
- Yes, your hat's all right. | - That's my hat.
She knows it. | Never lost one in her life.
Now, see here, A.J. | I should have been more fiirm.
When I told you that I am never seen | in places like this, I meant it.
I don't know how you've managed to get me | this far. I should have put my foot down.
- Don't be a square from Delaware. Get hep to yourself. | - What kind of talk is that?
- I heard it on a jukebox. | - Well, I don't think I like it.
- I have your table, Mr. Mason. | - Thank you, Harvey. Come on, Pottsie.
Hey, Phil, do those two | come here very often?
Well, I haven't seen | the mortician before...
but that old mountain goat | in the blue serge...
comes leaping in here | two or three times a week.
That old mountain goat | happens to be my father.
Well, you see, I like goats. | Lovely animals.
Some of my best friends are- | How about another goat- uh, beer?
No, thanks. | I think I'll horn in on the old goat.
The usual. Lemonades.
- What did you order? | - Lemonade.
How do you like Tony De Marco? | Great, isn't he?
I hope that woman's his wife, because | if she's not, there should be a law.
That's a good one.
Good, eh?
A.J., look. | We have company.
- What are you doing here? | - I was about to ask you the same thing.
Well, we just dropped in | for a nightcap.
- We missed the Westchester train, and | Potter here suggested- - Nothing of the kind.
- Andy, this is entirely your father's idea. | - What?
- Yes. | - Young man, I thought you had to get back to your outfiit.
Well, I do, but I didn't say when. | I've got till Monday morning.
How 'bout you? | Mrs. Potter give you a furlough too?
I promised my wife I'd be home before | midnight. I like to keep my promises.
She expects me to, | and I expect her to expect it.
Say, Peyton, supposing I get | Mrs. Potter on the phone...
- and explain that you and Dad just dropped in- | - Go ahead, son.
- She likes Andy, and anything he tells her will be okay. | - I'll call her, fiix everything.
- You be sure to explain to her | that this is just lemonade.
- Lemonade. | - Lemonade.
And now, folks, | the Club New Yorker proudly presents...
its beautiful dance instructors, | specially imported to teach you...
that brand-new South American | dance sensation, the Uncle Samba.
Our girls don't wait for leap year. | They choose their partners now.
And you don't have to | wait either, gentlemen.
Look around and choose | your nearest exquisite.
All right, girls. | Grab your partners and let's go.
Come on up. That's the idea. There we go.
There you are.
Hello? Hello!
Oh, hello, Andy. | Where are you?
Club New Yorker? | Oh. Potter's with you?
Dad brought him here after the dinner | for a nightcap. Don't worry about him.
Don't give him anything stronger | than lemonade.
The last time he had champagne was | on our honeymoon. It was at Niagara.
He thought he was a barrel. He wanted me | to roll over the falls with him.
I'll look after him.
Is Vivian there? | Put her on.
Hold on. I'll call her. | Oh, Vivian!
- Yes, Blossom. | - Phone, dear.
- Who is it? | - Andy.
Oh. Hello, Andy.
At the Club New Yorker?
He is?
How dare you drag my father | to such a sinful place?
Tell your mother she has | nothing to worry about.
My father, he's doing all right.
Say, that girl's a honey. | Who is she, Ruth?
- That's Eadie Allen, one of our new girls. | - Eadie Allen. Hmm.
Mr. Potter!
This is all your fault, A.J.
It was you who sicced | that gypsy on me.
- She's no gypsy. She's a Brazilian. | - Well, whatever she is, she's a-
- She's a bombshell. | - Bombshell. That's exactly right.
Did you see that man with the camera? | Did you see that thing explode in his hands?
I was lucky to get out alive. | Now I'm gonna be fiirm. We are leaving.
Well, I talked to Mrs. Potter | and everything's fiine.
- She was delighted to hear that you had taken up dancing again. | - She was?
Did you tell her about me out there | dancing with that South American savage?
I knew I shouldn't have | let you telephone.
I was only joking. | I told her nothing.
What I was doing out there, | that wasn't Peyton Potter at all.
- Now, don't be modest. You were swell. | - Really. I've had enough.
- Mason, if you please. | - Old Pottsie can't take it.
Well, you go along with him. | I've got some unfiinished business.
Unfiinished business? | That must mean a girl.
Boy, I wish I were young again.
- Well, I'm glad you're not. Where would I be? | - Good night, Son.
Good night, Dad.
Oh, waiter. | Take a message to Phil Baker.
- Ask him to meet me at the bar between shows. | - Yes, sir.
And, waiter. Have him | bring Miss Allen with him.
- There you are. | - Yes, sir. Miss Allen.
- You want to see me, Andy? | - Yes, but, well, where's Miss Allen?
Miss Allen? Oh, you see, between shows, | she goes over to the Broadway Canteen.
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