The Thrill of It All Page #4

Well, what do you say?

Next Friday on the Happy Playhouse?

Oh, Mr Fraleigh, really. I'm very flattered.

But, um, oh, I couldn't.

- Why not?

- I'm not an actress. I'm a housewife.

Mr Fraleigh, I know my wife.

When she says no...

All I'm asking you to do is

to say the exact thing you said to me.

Only difference is

you'll be saying it to a camera,

and they'll be paying you $332 to say it.

Mr Fraleigh, you're wasting your time.

I know Beverly.

Gerald, um...

if it means that much,

uh, to Mr Fraleigh,

um, maybe I could go on television.

- Beverly!

- Next Friday, it's a deal! Now let's eat.

Bring on the grub!

Hello. My name is Beverly Boyer

and I'd like to tell all of you lovely people

about something that happened

at my home the other afternoon.

Tsk. Oh, dear.

Now, Maggie, why aren't we eating

our porridge?

- It has too many lumps.

- Well, we'll fix that.

Can I have Maggie's lumps?

- Now, really, you don't want them.

- Yes, he does!

I roll 'em in sugar and they taste like candy.

Good morning, group.

- Good morning, Daddy!

- Hi, Daddy.

No breakfast for me today, Olivia.

- Where are you goin'?

- To the hospital.

- You gonna deliver a baby?

- Mm-hm.

- Can you bring it home?

- Course he can't. It's not his baby.

Daddy's only the delivery man,

like the milkman.

But Daddy brought you and me home.

Mommy helped with those deliveries.

If she helps again, will you bring it home?

- OK, I will.

- Oh, you promise, Daddy?

I promise. So long, tiger.

Sweetie. Mm-mmm.

- Bye, Daddy.

- Bye, Daddy.

Drink up your milk.

You want to say ta-ta to Mommy.

We'll be tardy for school. Come on.

Hi there.

My name is Beverly Boyer,

and I'm a housewife.

I'd like to tell all of you about what happened

at my house just the other night.

Hi!

Oh. Hello.

Hi, folks.

My name is Beverly Boyer,

and I'm a housewife.

Mommy, why are you talking to your mirror?

- Oh!

- Why are you talking to your mirror?

Oh, honey, Mother's not talking to the mirror.

She's practising.

- To say your name?

- No, silly. I know my name.

- Hey, you know what?

- What? What? What?

- Mommy's gonna be on television.

- On television?

- Yeah!

- Can we watch ya? Can we watch ya?

Yes, you can. Wait. It might be a bit late

for you, so we have to ask Daddy.

- Yay!

- Mommy's gonna be on television.

Isn't that nice?

- How about that?

- There's your ride. Kiss Mommy goodbye.

Mommy's gonna be a big television star.

I love you. Goodbye.

Goodbye, Mommy.

Hello, I'm Beverly Boyer,

and I'm going to be a big television star.

Ohhh.

'So, none of you knows anything.'

- When's Mommy comin' on?

- Shh. Soon, Andy.

'And you know of no, uh, Allied Forces

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