White Christmas Page #2

And if my song can start you laughing

I'm happy, happy

Blue skies

Blue skies smiling at me

Nothing but blue skies

Blue skies do I see

Bluebirds

Singing a song

Nothing but bluebirds, bluebirds

All day long

I never saw the sun shining so bright

Never saw things going so right

Noticing the days hurrying by

When you're in love

My, my, how they fly

Blue days, all of them gone

Long gone

Nothing but blue skies from now on

Keep it bubbling now, girls.

- Phil, can I see you for a minute?

- Yeah.

- Hello, honey. Hi.

- Hi.

- You know Doris?

- Yeah.

- Hi.

- Hi. Hi. Fine.

On stage, girls! On stage. Finale.

Albert, did you get the notice drawn up?

- Yes, sir. Show lays off tonight.

- Good boy.

Cast and crew get ten days off with pay.

Gee, they'll go wild. Nicest Christmas

present anybody ever had.

Well, they deserve it.

You got the tickets for New York?

Well, a little rough

for the holiday traffic,

but I pulled a few strings,

got you and Mr. Davis on the 1:00 train.

- Tickets are on the way over.

- Good enough.

- Put that on the bulletin board.

- Sign this, Bob.

OK. Say, if you want us

for anything in New York,

we'll be at Radio City.

We'll be rehearsing there

- for the Ed Harrison Television Show.

- Yes, sir.

Too bad you and Mr. Davis

couldn't get a little rest.

Oh, man,

I wasn't about to turn this down.

This is a great big, fat plug

for the show.

- Bring the tickets when they come.

- Yes, sir.

- Edna, the light of my life!

- Bob?

Can I see you a minute?

- You know Doris, friend of Rita's.

- Another one?

- How do you do?

- Mutual, I'm sure.

I thought before train time,

we'd get a bite to eat

- and have a few laughs or something.

- No, I can't make it.

I'm afraid you can't either.

We got some business to take care of.

- What kind of business?

- We got to go look at an act.

- Look at an act?

- Some other time, I hope?

Well, I like that! Without so much

as a "Kiss my foot" or "Have an apple!"

That does it. That's the last time

I'm gonna dig up a date for him.

And from now on,

you can do your dirty work yourself.

Yeah, well, excuse me one minute,

will you, kids?

Wallace, I think it's time

you and I had a little talk.

Yeah, it's a good idea, buster.

If you don't mind, I'll lead off.

- Now, wait a minute.

- You wait a minute.

You know something,

for about three months now,

you've been clumsily trying

to entangle me with some female.

- All I'm trying to do...

- Fat ones, tall ones, thin ones.

Doesn't make any difference,

as long as they're wearing skirts,

a little mascara and still breathing,

you ran them at me.

Believe me, it's for your own good.

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