The National Broadcasting Company presents The Big Show.
The first half hour presented by the makers of Reynolds Aluminum, the Reynolds Metals Company.
And starring the glamorous, unpredictable Tallulah Bankhead.
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For the next hour and thirty minutes, you'll be entertained by some of the biggest names in show business.
The bright stars as Richard Easton, Bill Foster, Joe Frisco, Peter Lorre, Ethel Merman,
Shepard Stratton, Meredith Wilson, and my name darling is Tallulah Bankhead.
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Well darling, I'd like to have you meet the members of our cast on a personal basis.
And what better way to learn how great they are than from their own lips.
So I've asked them to prepare brief outlines of their careers in show business.
Those who could write turned in the following little masterpieces.
Phil Foster for instance.
Foster, Phil. Wore 1919 Brooklyn. Died 1951, Polar Ground.
Ah, goody goody.
Cause of death, Ralph Brankitis.
As a kid, I was very tough. When I was six years old, my mother and father ran away from home.
I started out in show business as an assistant to a magician.
There was three of us in the act. The magician, a girl, and me.
One night the magician got sick and I took his place.
After that, there were four of us in the act.
The magician, me, and the girl I sawed in half.
Okay Foster, disappear.
Next we hear a little about the life and struggle of Richard Easton.
Easton Richard, singer.
Began in show business as a spear carrier in Medea starring Judith Anderson.
One night my spear dipped and I caught her right in the middle of the second act.
Miss Anderson never reached greater heights.
Then I became understudied to eat chupinza in South Pacific.
Chupinza enjoyed good health for six solid weeks.
Then one day he became indisposed and I went on in his place.
The applause and the claim I received was well worth the two dollars I spent for his Mickey Finn.
And to think I'd been drinking the coffee that boy's been handing me all afternoon.
I hope this pain in my side is only appendicitis.
Alright, now let's see who's next. Oh yes, a newcomer to the theater, Ethel Merman.
Merman, Ethel. After high school I attended secretarial school where I studied dictation, typing, bookkeeping and wrestling.
On my first job as a stenographer I was invited to a party on Long Island.
They asked me to sing and a producer heard me.
He was sitting in his office on 42nd street at the time.
Since then some of the shows I've been in have included Girl Crazy, Anything Goes, Panama Hattie, Annie Get Your Gun, Little Foxes and Call Me Mad.
Little Foxes? I just wanted to see if you ever listen while somebody else is talking.
I always listen when she's talking. The only time I don't listen is when she's singing.
Well now we hear from a gentleman who is known in show business as the comedian's comedian, Mr. Joe Frisco.
Frisco Joe. I started in show business rather late in life because as a child I studied a little.
I played vaudeville a long time and then I went into the radio as an announcer.
They fired me. I was too short.
I was out in Hollywood and I didn't intend to come to New York.
But I was down at the Depot seeing F.F.F.Fendorf and before I could finish saying goodbye the train had pulled into the Grand Central.
But for some years now I've been making a living.
Betting.
Betting, yes.
Living that live too.
Oh, not with you I don't dare.
I'll bet on anything. What is the odds I don't finish the show?
Well, darling, this for a half hour show, we could never use you, darling, Joe Fisco.
Well, our next guest is a talented Broadway actor, Shepherd Strudwick.
Strudwick Shepherd, or Shepherd Strudwick. I never know which comes first.
Actor in the legitimate theater and very proud of my profession.
Miss Bankhead offered me a good salary to appear on the big show and I accepted.
I'm not that proud. I've appeared in many motion pictures.
They're at that in-between age. Too old to be shown in theaters,
too young to be shown on television.
Shepherd, I'll never understand why actors pick such odd first names.
Well, let's bring here for my guest, Mr. Peter Lorre.
Lorre, Peter, I started my career in the theater as a romantic actor,
but against my will, they put me to horror pictures.
I always wanted to be the actor who got the girl, but in my pictures, by the time I get the girl,
she's dead. Well, I've struggled to get away from playing with monsters,
but I guess it is my fate, because here I am today with Tallulah Bankhead.
Well, that's my fault. I'm just going to have to enunciate more clearly.
I distinctly told them to get me Peter Lorreford.
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Well darlings, Meredith Wilson has found a new, exciting, and inspirational song for his election this week.
It's the Unseen Rider. So Meredith, if the orchestra and chorus are ready,
let's gallop away, if you please darlings.
The Unseen Rider's horses beat, worth thundering a mighty beat.
Sounded like an echo from the sky.
Like in a dream the words came clear that made me know the Lord was near.
And this is what he said as he rode by.
When the water in your hands be made enough to wet your lips.
When your horse is getting weary, when your faith in prayer is lit.
Start praying to the Lord above to let the sun go down.
The Unseen Rider hears your prayer and tells you he's around.
The Unseen Rider and the Unseen Rider bring hope in time of sorrow and distress.
The Unseen Rider and the Unseen Rider will guide you on your way to peace and rest.
Where are you Unseen Rider, have you passed my way today?
And the echo kept on ringing as it traveled on its way.
And the echo filled the valleys of voices you must pray.
When the Unseen Rider, the Unseen Rider brings hope in time of sorrow and distress.
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Divine Melveth as always, and now darling, making his first appearance in the United States after years absence abroad,
where as most recent triumphs he directed, produced, and starred in one of Europe's most sensational pictures, the distinguished artist, Mr. Peter Laurie.
Mr. Laurie in one of his great characterizations, a chilling drama based on the classic story from the pen of Edgar Allan Poe, the cast of Armand Sayato.
The night is soft and amorous, gentle with distant music, and gay with far-away laughter,
and the past people playing at carnival time.
But in the shadows near the great villa, there is discord.
A guitar dragged by its carnival ribbon, as a darkened shadow reels from its crazy caution, makes its way towards the shining building.
Listen to them. Yes, they still laugh and dance and play the night away.
Oh, I shouldn't have drunk so much wine. I must hurry now to the villa where she's waiting, yes, waiting for him, for her Fortunato.
Oh, you, you at last. Oh, oh, you're like a beautiful painting, soft, soft in candlelight.
But your lips, they're cold, and your face, what has happened to your face?
Your eyes, your white staring eyes, and the fly that grows in them.
No, no, you, you don't wait for me, you, you wait for him.
Yes, I should have known, but I did not want to know.
I could not believe that you would fall for that, for that too pretty face, for that pretty voice, those, those pretty things heading so pretty away.
Oh, but now I, now I know you, you wait while I'm, I wait, wait, wait, wait for your Fortunato.
Do you know? No, you, you couldn't know, no, you, you only see, yes, and while there is fear, there's light, huh?
Just a little light, but it burns, it burns like a candle.
The little wind of fear blows softly, and it whispers, he will not come.
And then the candle flame flickers and almost goes out, but then, then a soft wind of hope whispers, he will come, he will.
And the little flame struggles upward like, yes, but, but he will not come, he, he will not come.
He will not come, ever.
Hmm? Have I seen him? I've seen your lover, Fortunato.
Oh, of course I've seen him in the street, and I, I knew it was he because I heard the jingle of the little bells on his cap,
and I knew him despite his jestous costume, and beneath the mask I, I could read his foolish, pretty smile,
and I, and I took him and, and we went down to the dark passageways under my house on a hill, and I lighted the way with a candle,
and with many a bottle of my finest wines, and, and he followed me laughing and, and excited at what I promised at the end,
the end where the tunnel stops in the living rock of the cliff.
There I said, there you shall taste my greatest treasure, my, my finest wine, a cask of ancient amontillado.
Ha, ha, ha, ha, then I, then I took him by the hand and I, and I pulled him toward the solid rock behind the shadows,
where I had prepared an opening, yes, an opening to fit the form of your Fortunato.
I put down the candle and I said, now, now you shall taste the amontillado, and, and he turned, and, and I was upon him as he turned,
and I, I shoved him, and he, he fell forward into the opening that was waiting for him, and, and then I, I slammed the stone into place.
Soon as he was done, and when I flung away the trowel and I, I cried out to him, hear me Fortunato,
but he could not answer me now, for in his mouth there was stone, and in his heart there was ice,
and I heard him shriek and, and faintly the sound of his pounding hands and, and faintly, faintly the little bells on his cap, jingling, jingling, jingling.
Then, then there was nothing, and I left the place where Fortunato is waiting. Yes, he waits, and you wait, and you shall wait, wait forever.
I have condemned you and I, I've counted my words as they slowly killed you, as I looked into your eyes and watched the little flame slowly die.
Now go down to him, sit with him, play for him, sing for him, put your golden head over to me, embrace the stone with your beautiful arms,
press your body against the cold stone and cry to him, whisper to him, and listen, listen, and perhaps, perhaps you'll hear him breathe,
and perhaps you'll hear the soft tinkling, tinkling, tinkling of his cap, yes, the tinkling, tinkling, the tinkling of the bells.
And so, dead among the living, may you wait for your Fortunato as he waits for you, and me, I am condemned too, condemned forever by my own love.
Bravo, Peter, darling. Bravo, darling, a magnificent performance.
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Well, darlings, we've planned a little surprise for you all this week. Out in Hollywood on March 11, they're celebrating Wishful Visc today.
This is to honor two of radio's most beloved people, Marion and Jim Jordan.
This is their 20th anniversary on NBC. We have asked Fibber, McGee, and Molly, as they are so lovingly known to all of us, to join the big show for a few minutes.
So we'll skip across the country to Hollywood and bid them welcome.
Hello, darlings. Say something wistfully, Vista, won't you, sweetie?
Did you hear that, McGee? Did you hear Miss Bankhead? She called us sweetie.
Well, you can't blame the kid for getting carried away on a sentimental occasion like this, Molly.
No.
Our anniversary, 20 years on NBC, and they haven't found out what's the matter yet.
No.
Just thinking that.
You think of it. It gives me a headache.
Okay, Mommy.
I hope Uncle Dennis is listening to us right now, McGee. He was living with us, you know, when we started on NBC.
Yeah, boy, I used to get so tired of him sitting around the house while I done all the work.
No, that isn't true, dearie. Uncle Dennis tried to help, but he wasn't very strong.
You remember the night the mosquitoes were so bad and he worked so hard swatting them?
Some hard work. He killed four mosquitoes in the front hall and then went straight up to his bedroom and killed a fifth.
Ah, 20 years ago. That was the year we first met the little girl who lives down the street from us now, McGee.
The one who always giggles and says, Hi, mister. Hi, Miss McGee.
Well, hello there, teeny. I'm glad to see you, sir.
Hello, dear. We were just talking about you.
I've got a question for you, teeny. As long as we've known you, you haven't aged a bit. How old are you anyhow?
Six years old, I'll ask you.
Boy, you were that old the first time we met you. Are you one of these leap year babies, February 29th, where your birthday only comes around every four years?
I got a better deal on that even, mister.
Oh?
My birthday is February 30th. It doesn't come around at all.
Well, I was only guessing, of course. As the guy said, when the shark swallowed his girlfriend Dorothy, it's only a dot in the shark.
Well, you guys don't you get it, kids? Shot in the dark, dot in the shark.
It ain't funny, McGee.
Come to think of it, it wasn't funny when I said it 20 years ago, either.
Well, take it away, Tallulah. I tried.
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Congratulations, Marion and Jim Jordan, from all of us here, and may your whole class continue to pile up with all those wonderfully hilarious things for another 20 years and another 20 years.
All of our love does it.
And now, let us go to another old timer, who for the past 20 years has been out of work.
As a matter of fact, he's made a very nice living out of being out of work, haven't you, Joe Frisco?
Thank you, Andy Devine.
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You were looking at a man, ladies and gentlemen, that's been in show business for 45 years, and I never played Harvey in my whole life.
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I played horses and dogs I lost every day. Closing day here, I had a very good day. A man, give me a ride home.
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I get the best handicap as Mr. Joe Massey and Danny Cronin, and still lose. I just got back from California. That's God's country out there. He can have it.
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There's 1,500,000 people out there, and if you're not into movies, you're out of work. A song brought me out there, a song called California, Here I Come.
That song inspired me and brought me out there. I had to wait eight years to get a song to bring me back east.
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They finally wrote one called Get Out of Town Before It's Too Late.
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I had a good time out there, though. I didn't play into the movies. I worked in all the cafes. They don't pay a large salary. But it's a wonderful climate. You don't need an overcoat.
Stars like Raft and Oakey and Cary Grant, they buy camel headcoats for $200 and carry them in their arm. They don't even wear them.
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My overcoat ran third in the parlayer by four times.
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The more than I hucked the coat, the wind blew up. It's the home of unusual weather. That's the only place you can fall asleep under a rose bush in full bloom and freeze to death.
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I met a native son out there. He was bragging about the climate. He says, We don't have any snow out here. We may have a little rain. There's a puttery mark. They may have a little rain is right.
I know a man who worked for MGM. He built a little, it sounded like a train coming in.
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He built a little wooden home out in San Fernando Valley. It rained there about four years ago. He's down in New Orleans now with the same house.
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I played on a program out there with Bing Crosby and he asked me if I was there to the courtesy of the racetrack. I said, No Bing, I'm here to the courtesy of my accreditors.
He said, I thought you was a good horse player. I said, I was until I started to play your horses. He said, What happened? What happened? I lost my wife, home, family, and children.
I lost my wife, home, family, and everything. He said, Well your troubles over now Joe. I sold my stable. I said, Your troubles over but I got the habit now.
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But I'm going to a doctor that cures you from the horses. He said, I never heard of it. I ought to go to him too. He says, Where's his office at? I said, About a mile and an eight from here.
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He says, You couldn't make it a mile and a three-sixteenth. I said, The doctor's an old man. I don't think he can go that far.
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He says, Does the doctor take you off the horses cold? I said, No, he allows you to play a horse a day. You mean he puts you on a diet like, Yes, of a horse a day.
And he says, Did you have any trouble with him to take you as a patient? I said, He didn't want to take me. He asked me how long I played him. I lied to him. I played him thirty years.
I heard him say to the girl in the other office, I'm in the mental case out here. He says, How did you know he was talking about you? I said, I was the only one in the room. It wasn't an entry.
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But I went out to the track one day. They're doing a big hundred thousand dollar handicap. I couldn't see nothing. There were sixty thousand people yelling and hollering.
The guy in front of me was stepping on my feet. He had a pantomime hat on. I looked at him. Who do you think it was? The doctor with my money.
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Thank you, Joe Frisco. You are wonderfully insane. Since you haven't done anything for so long, you must be rested up enough to come back a little later in our show, huh? And our word from the Darling Reynolds Metals Company about ice. Just ice, darling.
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Before we go to Act Two with Ethel Merman and our other guest, I just want to take a moment to ring my chime. This is NBC, the national broadcasting company.
This is the Bank Show, Act Two. This half hour presented as a salute to radio station WSB, Atlanta, Georgia, on the occasion of its 30th birthday.
Well darlings, there's no finer way to begin a salute of any kind than with a song by Ethel Merman. It's like a salute of 21 guns.
Louder if you ask me. However, tonight Ethel gives us a change of pace. She has become entranced with a beautiful French folk song all about Jimmy Brown. She offers it now.
I'm going to play it for you, if you please.
There's a village hidden deep in the valley Among the pine trees half full on And there on a sunny morning Little Jimmy Brown was born So his parents brought him to the chapel When he was only one day old
Said the little fellow, Welcome Jimmy to the fold All the chapel bells were ringing In the little village town And the song that they were singing Was for baby Jimmy Brown
Then the little congregation Great walk night from above Lead us not into temptation Let this hour of meditation Guide him with eternal love
There's a village hidden deep in the valley Beneath the mountains high above And there twenty years thereafter Jimmy was to meet his love
Many friends were gathered in the chapel And many tears of joy were shed In June on a Sunday morning When Jimmy and his bride were wed All the chapel bells were ringing Was a great day in his life
Then the little congregation Great walk night from above Lead us not into temptation Let the Lord this celebration May their lives be filled with love
From the village hidden deep in the valley One rainy morning dark and gray A soul winged its way to heaven Jimmy Brown had passed away
Silent people gathered in the chapel To say farewell to their old friend Whose life had been like a flower But it's blooming till the end
Just a lonely bell was ringing In the little village town It was farewell that it was singing To our good old Jimmy Brown
Then the little congregation Great walk night from above Lead us not into temptation Let this hour of meditation Guide him with eternal love
You made me cry, darling. You're just wonderful. As a matter of fact, you always farewell on this show. And so farewell. Now our next act.
Now just a minute, Salua. Here's a dime. What's that for? That's a tip for the brush-off you just gave me. Well, I did it purposely, darling, because every time we meet up here, it always leads to some sort of unpleasantness between us, which you always start.
I never start anything. As a matter of fact, I only wanted to congratulate you. I saw on variety that you're going on television next season. Who read it to you?
Yeah, I suppose I started that. Oh, I'm sorry, darling. I don't know why I said that. I could just bite my tongue. Well, don't do it. You'll poison yourself.
Now we're even. How about this television, Salua? Are you really going on it next season? Oh, well, Ethel, darling, some men up at NBC have made some advances.
Yes, but are you going on television? Well, I might. But how about you? Are you going to television after your play is finished, Ethel?
No, I'm going into the movies. I'm going out to Hollywood to make the screen version of Call Me Madam. How cozy. And when it's finished, I'm going to send you a ticket to the first preview showing.
Oh, never mind, darling. I'll see it on television. But that won't be for years. I'm in no hurry.
Oh, by the way, darling, I see where you're taking your play to Washington, D.C. after the penances is run here. That's right. May 5th, we open in Washington.
May 5th, Ethel? Well, do you think there'll be enough business in Washington that time of year? Salula, by that time, the presidential candidates alone will fill the theater every night.
Well, I hope you're not. I'm speechless. Say, Ethel, that reminds me, you have a new leading man in your company now, haven't you? Yes, Dick Easton.
Tell me, Ethel. No. Oh.
Well, I was only going to ask you to call him over here. I'd like to chat with him. Oh, sure. Oh, Richard, Salula wants to talk to you.
Hello, darling.
Well, hello, Miss Bankhead. I must say, I'm quite amazed to find you so young and attractive and so friendly and so gracious.
What do you mean amazed? Who told you differently?
Oh, I think I don't fit in.
Richard, I have to introduce you so you can do your song. You're in call me madam now, aren't you? You replaced Nick Lucas, didn't you?
No, no, it's Paul Lucas, not Nick. You're thinking of Nick Kenny. Oh, no, I must have been thinking of the fellow with the accordion, Kenny Baker.
No, that's Phil Baker. Oh, no, darling, that was Phil Spitoni.
I've got it now. Ladies and gentlemen, here is Richard Easton, formerly with Phil Spitoni, his all-girl officer.
Mr. Easton, who is now appearing in Call Me Madam, will sing a song from South Pacific.
He will be accompanied by a man who saw both those plays, Meredith Wilson. The song, This Nearly Was Mine. Meredith, if you please.
One dream in my heart, one love to be living for, one love to be living for.
This nearly was mine, one girl for my dream, one partner in paradise, this promise of paradise.
This nearly was mine, close to my heart she came, only to fly away, only to fly as day flies from moonlight.
Now, now I'm alone, still dreaming of paradise, still saying that paradise once nearly was mine.
One dream in my heart, one love to be living for, one love to be living for.
This nearly was mine, close to my heart she came, only to fly away, only to fly as day flies from moonlight.
Now, now I'm alone, still dreaming of paradise, still saying that paradise once nearly was mine.
30 years ago today, a group of young radio engineers in Atlanta completed the task of setting up the South's first broadcast antenna.
The switch was thrown, and for the first time, this thing called radio reached out to Georgia's Dogwood country with the signature,
This is radio station WSB welcoming you to the South.
The Voice of the South is Dixie's oldest and biggest station.
Always programming for a specific audience, WSB was America's first station to broadcast a complete church service,
and it's carried this praiseworthy program continuously through these past 30 years.
It also brought the South its first newscast and all important farm reports.
Then our famous disc jockey programs were also originated by this progressive station of the Beach State.
Peach State, I'm sorry Georgia.
From a 100 watt station in 1922, WSB has grown with Atlanta, the gateway to the South, to become one of America's most powerful and respected radio stations.
Therefore, on this memorable occasion, on your 30th anniversary to WSB, the Voice of the South,
all of us here on the big show and the entire national broadcasting company offer ours a serious congratulations and thanks for your great contribution to the radio industry.
Our old Merriam Wilson is one of the most versatile artists ever to appear on the big show.
He not only composes music, writes lyrics, conducts our music, has a television show, has another radio show, but also finds time to write a novel.
Merriam has written a book which is fast climbing into the bestseller class.
Tonight is our pleasure to present a composition of a part of that novel,
and we were fortunate to secure Shepherd's Tudbreech from the smash-bogger success affairs of State.
So, without further ado, here are scenes from Merriam Wilson's new novel with the most intriguing title I've ever heard.
Who did what to Pedalia?
The starring Shepherd Tudbreech as Uchtree.
Who did what to Pedalia?
The three who did.
Spart Kallis with his broadway glibness and wisecracking cynicism.
Then there's his sister, Florabel, sure of her way around Park Avenue.
And then there's me, Wicksbury.
Adelbert Wicksbury, obnoxiously egotistical, sadistic, radio executive Wicksbury.
Although someone was kind enough to say this morning, my secretary I guess, that I really have changed for the better.
But our story begins in this case at the end, for Pedalia is missing,
and there's a wake of sorts being held in Florabel's flower shop.
It's time I was getting over there, for I more than any of them have reason to find Pedalia.
Hello, Spart. What are you doing up and about? The sun's still shining.
Hi, sis, I gotta talk to you. I'll make it fast. I gotta get this arrangement over the Waldorf.
Big order, banquet piece, money in the tail, you know.
Cut it out, Florabel, I have things on my mind. You need a few bucks, boy?
No, I've gotta find Pedalia. Oh? She's gone, do you know that? Yes.
You know why? Wicksbury flunked her on her audition. I warned him and this is it.
And I see I'm gonna beat his brains out. Now relax, take it easy. You beat him up once, let it go at that.
Getting wicks won't ease your conscience. What do you mean? Never mind for now, here he comes.
Florabel, where's Pedalia? What's happened to her? I've gotta find her. You already found her.
Spart. All right, don't fight back. I'm not choosy.
Spart Collins, if you hit him again, I'll turn you into the cop, so help me.
It's okay, I wish he'd knock me out. I couldn't feel lower.
You turned the kid down on our audition, didn't you? Yes, I did, and I'm not sorry. I'm only sorry she got hurt.
Oh, that's just great. What if she's gone down to the river and thrown herself in?
Just because you had to play Nero in the stands and turn thumbs down.
Now hold the phone, you two. Let's not get emotional about Pedalia. All right.
We met her. We learned to love her. And we're somehow better people for having her pass briefly through our lives.
Pedalia had something, but it wasn't talent. Now stop spitting in each other's eyes.
Do you mind if I sit down? Okay, sit down, Wicksbury. If you've got anything to say, say it, then we'll go a few more rounds.
You don't understand what's happened. You see, I did hear her audition, and she was terrible.
Then my secretary, Miss Jern, started moving in on me.
I knew she was going to rag me about Pedalia, try to smoosh me into giving the kid a break.
But something snapped in me. I don't know why. I guess all of a sudden I grew up, went on it, something like that.
Oh, brother, not that. Shut up, Sparks. Go on, Wicks.
I'll tell it just the way it happened.
Sit down, Miss Jern. You may want to quit when I get through what I want to say, but you're going to listen.
First, I want you to understand why I've never in my life made any exceptions in the way I treat the struggling talent and so-called talent around here.
Take a kid like Pedalia Parker, being falsely encouraged by everybody and his brother because of her big eyes and her gold hair.
Look, honey, ever read the biography of a man named Johannes Brahms, the greatest composer of music this or any world ever saw?
Brahms said that the way to stimulate talent is to stifle it, strangle it, choke it ruthlessly and relentlessly.
Understand? Look, there are hundreds of thousands of good kids all over the world just like Pedalia Parker, who've got a lot of poison stardust in their eyes.
Somebody has to be the doctor and take the rap.
Somebody's got to be concerned enough about their future to be the villain and try to turn them out of a profession in which they can be less than mediocre at the very best.
You don't ever have to worry about cutting down somebody who happens to have real talent either.
The percentage who have any honest to God-given gift compared to those who are only stage struck is maybe one in a million.
They couldn't starve Schubert out or browbeat Handel.
They couldn't break the spirit of a Schumann heink or carry Jacob's bond.
They threw Caruso out of the chorus and they laughed at Charlie Oppen.
You can't stop talent.
Real talent is an express train of hurtling iron and steel and steam.
You can't derail it, can't sidetrack it.
Pedalia has the courage, but she hasn't talent.
Real talent.
And all her courage in her work have been misdirected since she was a kid.
She...
Oh no.
Pedalia.
Pedalia, how long have you been standing there?
How much have you heard?
Pedalia, wait. Pedalia, come back here.
Well, Spade, I didn't catch up with her.
She just seemed to vanish.
Must have run down the stairs and taken an elevator from another floor.
I'd like to find her, you see, because I didn't want to hurt her.
I'm not sorry for what I said, I just didn't want to hurt Pedalia.
Okay, want to hit me again?
No, I... I just want to tell you that I'm sorry for slugging her.
Oh, forget it.
You see, I'm something of a heel, too, where Pedalia's concerned.
What time was it she ran out of your office?
About two o'clock yesterday.
Oh, I had a feeling it would be.
Why, Spade?
I ran into her. She must have just come down from Wicks' office.
Now as I remember it, she was unusually quiet, sort of preoccupied.
Took her into a drug store for a cup of coffee.
I didn't know what had happened in your office.
I offered her a job as an actress.
You see, I didn't even know she wanted to sing.
I thought she wanted to act.
Well, at least she's made us take a good look at ourselves.
We'd better find a spot.
I've got to find her and explain all those things she heard me say.
Let's go. I've got a lot of explaining to do myself.
Now you characters, hold still and listen to me, Wicks.
What makes Vidalia the most unforgettable girl you ever met?
You and everyone else who's ever seen her.
She's not a girl. She's a woman.
No, she's not a woman. She's an angel, a child.
A child angel.
Oh, you're warm, Mr. W.
She's a full-blown girl woman who's never lost the simple, uncomplicated perspective,
or whatever you want to call it, of a child.
The thing you and I and everybody else had when we were four
and then lost somewhere along the way and the puzzlement of growing up in a world
where the inhabitants continually say things they don't mean and act nice to people they hate and...
What are you trying to prove, Florabelle?
Only that for once, Vidalia heard somebody say something honest.
And you want to go back over it and give her a messed up version of the same thing
that won't make any sense to her at all?
Sure, she's heard.
But now she understands and she's got the courage to take it.
Well, the first thing she'd do is go back to Fort Madison, Iowa
and start her life all over again.
And I'll bet $40,000 she's on her way there this minute
while you tooth stoop stand here crying over my flowers.
I just wanted to stop off here in the office for a moment, Spot.
Look over the mail, then we can go on and have that drink together.
Right ahead, Wicks.
You know, another thing we owe Vidalia is that she's brought us together as friends.
Right, but I still can't believe that she's gone.
Wicksbury speaking.
Who?
Wants an audition.
What does she look like?
What?
Blonde, blue eyes, lovely.
Vidalia, what's her name?
What?
Oh, okay.
From Akron, huh?
Okay, ask her to wait.
Name of Alma something or other.
Look, Wicks, let's give her the biggest audition in town.
Maybe this one's got something.
If she's got real talent, we could give her a real break
and kind of, well, kind of make it up to Vidalia.
Now you're talking, boy.
Let's put on our angel suits and strike a blow for Vidalia.
Well done, darlings.
Beautiful play, Shepherd Sudwick, and a bow of two to Martin Blaine and Jan Miner.
And to Meredith, congratulations.
Your new book sounds like another best seller.
Just a minute, Tula.
What happened with that new girl that came for the audition?
Maybe we ought to do a sequel to Who Did What to Vidalia?
Okay, we can call it What Did Vidalia Do to Wicksbury and Todd
and make them do what they did to Alma by Meredith Wilson.
Boy, I'm glad you said that.
Instead of Joe Frisco, the show would have been over.
Well, if Ethel Merman and Peter Lowy would join us,
here is What Did Vidalia Do to Etc, Etc, Etc by Etc Wilson.
And Meredith, darling, if you would put down your typewriter
and pick up your baton, we'd like some music, if you please.
Say, Wicks.
Yo, Spark, what is it?
Derele's waiting outside for an audition.
Alma? What do we want with her?
Wicks, we must do it. It's for Vidalia.
Well, for Vidalia. I'll listen to her. Let her in, Spark.
Come in, come in. Are you Alma?
No, I'm Alma's mother. This is my little girl, Alma.
Say hello, Alma.
Hello.
Is this your daughter or your husband?
Wicks, we must audition her. It's for Vidalia.
For Vidalia.
So you want to audition for the radio, huh?
Now, come here, come here. Sit on my lap. That's it.
Oh, my.
Well, let my daughter sit on your lap.
Okay, let's get out with the radio audition.
Let's hear her sing something.
Yes, go on, little girl. Sing something.
Come on, Alma. Sing for the gentlemen.
And take your hand out of your mouth. That's it. Now sing, baby.
You go to my head
And you linger like a haunting refrain
Maybe you'd better put your hand back in your mouth.
And I find you spinning round in my brain
What I could do to her brain with a pair of pliers
To her brain, even a small tweezers
Remember Vidalia
Like a bubble in a glass of champagne
I think I'll go someplace and get drunk.
What are you yapping about? It's my daughter. I got to live with her.
Go ahead, baby. You're killing him.
Must be a piece of slow death
You go to my head
She's begging for it.
Wow, that's for Vidalia.
For Vidalia.
Like a sip of sparkling burgundy blue
I may join you for that drink.
And I find the very mention of you
Like a kicker in a beautiful dream
Kicker? That's an idea I never thought of that.
I tell the thoughts that you might give a thought to my sleep
Cross the spell over me
Spell. S-M-E-L
Have a say to myself
Get a hold of yourself
Like to get a hold of your throat in the dream
That's all you see that you never can be
That's exactly what I said when the nurse brought her in to me.
You go to my head
With a smile that makes my temper dry
This ain't doing my blood pressure any good either.
I've heard enough.
Well, gentlemen, what do you say? And remember, you're gentlemen.
Well, if you ask me...
Wicks remember Vidalia.
Oh, yes, Vidalia. Well, let me put it this way.
It isn't that this girl has average talent.
This girl has a sort of superior...
No, not superior. A fine talent that...
No, not fine. That's not the way to...
Lousy. That's the way.
Oh, but there is a place for that kind of talent, and we have just the spot.
We are going to put her on radio. It'll be an hour and a half show.
And there will be so many guest stars around that nobody will notice.
This portion of the Big Show, darlings, is presented as a salute to the South's first broadcasting station, WSB Atlanta, Georgia, which today celebrates its 30th birthday.
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Well, now we come to an ending when the Brooklyn Dodgers always score heavily.
Batter up, Phil Foster. Let me see you hit one out of the park.
Are you listening, Bobby Thompson, darling?
Yeah, I do.
What's been going on at your home, my child?
Well, I don't know if you know, but around my neighborhood in Brooklyn, everybody's out of work.
Nobody likes to work.
We only got one fellow in the whole section that's working steady,
and he works every Christmas at the post office.
And so when I go home, my mother said to me very nicely,
I hope you haven't been seeing Skyler because he's a high dramatic vagabond.
I said, Ma, stop being so fancy. What is that? What's a high dramatic vagabond?
She said he's a shipless bum.
But I can remember when I was out of work, I used to live in Coney Island.
That's the last block in America.
The next block is Avenue A, Paris.
So I used to get a quarter a day for my mother to look for a job.
And those days used to be a quarter at the New York Paramount before one o'clock.
From Coney Island to the Paramount was easily 16 miles.
So I couldn't make it.
So one day I used to hide under the boardwalk, on top of the boardwalk.
I used to go to the pool rooms, the libraries.
And about three o'clock I go in the hall, take the dirt off the wall, put it on my head,
walk into the house and say, Ma, I can't find a job.
I was a very big liar.
Then the second day I get another quarter.
That's a half a buck. But with a half a buck, you're in action.
You can move around a little bit better.
With 30 cents I blew on coffee.
Another quarter to pay my way into the picture.
35 cents a nickel for my meal.
What do you laugh at? You get a bar of chocolate with some water.
You mix the whole thing up, you don't want to eat nothing for the rest of the day.
And like that I lived for a couple of years.
I could have found a job, except that I knew I was going to be an actor some day,
and I was practicing how to be out of work.
So one day I woke up the second day, instead of having 50 cents, I got 30 cents.
And there's a reason for that. The night before I took out a girl.
I blew 20 cents on her.
Then I found out that she was going steady. I could have killed her altogether.
So here it is, 30 cents, 6.30 in the morning.
What am I going to do? I walked in New York.
How far could it be?
So I went down Epstein Avenue, I turned left on 17th Street.
This would be very interesting to the people from Iowa right now.
But if you ever come to New York, you'll follow this route.
You'll see it's very interesting.
And I went left, this is the shortcut incidentally on 17th Street.
If you don't know this way, you've got to go to Ocean Parkway much longer.
So I went to the left, I turned over a little bridge,
and went to Bath Beach, Bay Ridge, Fort Hampton Parkway,
Fort Avenue, Burr Hall section, over the bridge, another bridge.
And then I got to New York, Broadway.
I finally got to the picture. I think I was too tired because I can't remember the picture.
That was the remaining nickel I got on the subway. I came home.
I walk in the house, there's my father, both feet stuck in a pail of water.
I said, wow, what happened to you? He went, hey! Hey!
I said, what's wrong with him? She said, he followed you.
Laughter
Applause
Well, anyway, then my father got me a job.
I would never find one. He got me a job as an usher.
And let's be honest with each other, people.
I don't know if you know the audiences in Brooklyn, but they're a type of audience,
if somebody on the screen shot and asked a question, the people in the audience feel that they must answer it.
Laughter
Somebody on the screen shot and said, where are you going?
Somebody in the audience must say, oh, God!
Laughter
So anyway, let's be very honest. When you see a picture,
you people that are in the audience and listening, when you see a picture from beginning to end,
one time, this is pretty good. If you see the same picture twice,
that's a near miracle. If you see the same picture three times,
this is the miracle. I as an usher, used to have to see the same picture 30 times.
Laughter
40 times. After a while, I got punch drunk just for watching a picture.
When a tree moved in a picture, I moved with the tree.
Laughter
After a while, I began to show people to the seats in the mood of the picture.
Whatever was playing on the screen, that's how I showed them to the seats.
It was a jungle picture. I'd show people to seat something like,
Grrrr!
Laughter
Grrrr!
And it was a western picture, something like, howdy, partner.
I reckon you're looking for a deuce in the old corral.
Laughter
And it was a gangster picture. I used to show them to seat something like,
you're looking for two.
Laughter
I got it for you.
Laughter
Follow me down the aisle, I'll slip you in.
Laughter
There'd be three of us going down, and only one of us coming back.
Laughter
And that one wasn't me because I went on the stage.
That's how I became an actor.
Listen, I, don't fool around, I, I, I, this is the big week.
And ladies and gentlemen, since this is Meredith Wilson week on a big show,
I have a song composed by Meredith.
It seems like every four years, especially during election year,
you hear phrases like, dim view, I point with pride,
I view with alarm,
Laughter
legislation,
situations,
hear all these things, you know.
So Meredith Wilson put all these ingredients into one song,
sort of a political love song, and I do it.
Oh boy.
Laughter
So, here is the song, I take a dim view,
and that's exactly what I think is going to happen to the song.
I take a dim view.
Laughter
Music
I take a dim view,
of any situation that refuses to permit,
holding hands while we sit,
trying to fit in your father's easy chair.
I take a dim view,
of any legislation that refuses to allow,
little pecks on your brow,
while I plow through the heavens in your hair.
And though I point with pride at your mother,
the way she hollered from the stairs,
good luck,
I got a view with alarm,
your brother,
the little clock won't duck,
for less than a buck.
I take a dim view,
of any situation that embraces anything,
but a date in the spring with a ring,
and a flower girl or two,
because I love you,
I do.
I take a dim view,
of your situation that a girl would be a pute,
if you changed to a cute bathing suit,
so we're nowhere near the shore.
I take a dim view,
of all your indignation that arises when we say,
that the end of the break for today,
may I take you to the door?
Point with pride at your father,
the little monster with his knowing look,
I got a view with alarm,
your mother,
she's gonna cook and cook,
till she hooks you a schnook.
Nevertheless, I take a dim view,
of any situation that refuses me the bliss,
of a hug and a kiss,
if I miss, it will break my heart in two,
because I love you,
I do.
Hey, Bill!
You!
We got news for you,
we love you too.
Hey, wow!
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Music
Well darlings, I simply hate to go shopping,
but last week somebody very near and very dear to me,
had a birthday.
And at the last minute I had to go into a store,
to buy him a gift.
I knew exactly what I wanted,
but the minute I got into the store,
the salesman absolutely confused me.
I said to him,
I've got to buy a present for a friend of mine.
Darling, what do you think,
for a 40 year old man would like?
What do you think he'd like?
A 20 year old girl?
Very funny.
Well, you're not going to be any help.
Luckily, I know exactly what I want.
I'm thinking of giving him my picture.
I think a frame might be nice.
Oh, this is a nice frame right here.
Perfectly lovely.
Of course you can't take out this horrible looking picture,
can't you?
Oh, it's a mirror?
Laughter
Well now, what would you suggest?
I mean, does he have what?
Any ties?
I like to think only one, though.
Laughter
You know, I think ties are a little too personal.
Maybe I ought to get him some shorts.
Laughter
Oh, sure, he swims.
Let me see what else you have.
A diary.
He wouldn't dare.
Laughter
Not unless you have one with an asbestos cover.
Now, how about showing me something else?
What do you mean you're going to wait on this man first?
I came here ahead of him.
If you're going to make me stand here,
until you wait on this common,
ordinary, tall,
uh,
gentle,
attractive,
blonde man,
uh, oh, well, go right ahead.
No, I have plenty of time.
No, no, please, really.
I have plenty of time.
Go right ahead, darling.
I mean, no rash.
I mean, rush.
I mean, I...
I mean, worry, hurry.
Oh, nothing important.
I was only trying to find something for a friend I used to know.
Suggest something?
Oh, of course.
You go right ahead.
And be as suggestive as you want to.
Laughter
Shirt?
Oh, what an original idea.
I always say it takes a man.
What do you mean, for what?
For anything, darling.
Of course, I should have thought of shirts.
Waiter, I mean, pilot, endkeeper.
What do they call these salesmen?
Oh, salesmen, yes.
Of course.
Darling, you're not only handsome,
but clever, aren't you?
Salesman, salesman, I'd like you some shirt feet.
What material?
Well, something like this gentleman is wearing.
Do you mind if I just fielding here?
Thank you.
Laughter
What, cold hands?
Well, you know the old saying, cold hands.
What is the rest of that?
Oh, yes, cold feet.
Laughter
Thank you, darling.
Yes, salesman, I'll take a shirt like my friend here is wearing.
What do you mean, what size?
Neck?
Well, I hope so.
Laughter
Oh, neck size.
Oh, well, let me see.
Do you mind blondie?
I'll just put my fingers around your neck and,
no, just me tighten my fingers a little there.
That's the size I want.
And by the way, salesman, I also like the color he's turning.
Laughter
That's the most interesting shade of purple.
What do you think, darling?
Uh-huh.
What? Uh-huh.
Oh, my fingers around your, oh, yes, I'm sorry, darling.
Laughter
My, you look all worn out.
Laughter
Yes, I know, shopping is so dying.
I say, how about you and I going next door and shopping around for a drink?
Well, good, just a moment.
Oh, salesman, I'll take that shirt.
Have it sent to me.
What?
A monogram?
Oh, that would be lovely.
Oh, yes, let's have a monogram.
Initials?
Well, now, let's not rush into these things before we see how they work out.
Laughter
I'll call you tomorrow and let you know whose.
I mean what initials you should put on.
Laughter
Come along, darling, I just love to shop at men's stores.
I always pick up the most divine things.
Laughter
Applause
Oh, uh, Miss Bankhead.
Well, tell Mr. Wilson.
Laughter
About that little, uh.
Laughter
About that little takeoff you did before on my book, you know.
Uh-huh.
Uh, people might get the wrong idea about the book.
Uh, can't we talk a little like they do on that program?
Uh, author meets the candidate.
Laughter
Uh, you mean, darling, author meets the critic.
All right, Meredith, we'll set up a little forum here.
You'll be the author, the cart will be the critic, and now we need a moderator.
The moderator should be somebody literate, intelligent, fair-minded, talented, and who doesn't talk so much so the people on the forum can talk.
I accept the nomination.
Laughter
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Laughter
Good evening ladies and gentlemen.
Welcome to Writer Meets the Readers.
Our book I'm discussing tonight is Who Did What? Superdalia.
Written by Mr. Merrick Wilson, the distinguished, well that's enough about him.
Now we have a famous panel of readers here tonight and I call on our first reader, Mr. McGuffey.
No, I mean our first reader, Ms. Ethel Merman.
Ethel, what did you think of the book?
Well I don't care what anybody says, I liked it.
I read it in bed the other night. It has only 218 pages.
And my doctor told me not to go to bed with anything heavy on my stomach.
Laughter
Well Mr. Wilson, that's an interesting observation. Ms. Merman found it very easy to stomach your book.
Laughter
Well I'm glad she was able to digest it.
The cover was a little binding.
Wait a minute.
Laughter
I got noose to you.
Laughter
I just want to read you one little excerpt from the book.
Mr. Foster, it is not your turn.
Well, just let me read this. Here it is.
Copyright 1952 by Meredith Wilson. All rights reserved.
Library of Congress catalogue card number 52-5228. How about that?
How about what?
I got noose for you.
Laughter
This Meredith Wilson is a card carrying member of the library.
Laughter
Mr. Foster, I don't want politics in this forum. No politics. We are discussing a work of fiction.
No fiction politics?
Mr. Lowry, you'll have to wait till I call on you.
I don't care what anybody says. I like the book.
Laughter
You told us that before, Ethel.
Well I did like it. I bought it in the bookstore in the Roosevelt Hotel.
Darling, I told you no politics.
Laughter
I don't care what anybody says. I like the book.
Laughter
Ethel, there are other members on this panel and everyone gets a chance to say something. That's the democratic way.
I thought you said no politics.
Laughter
Now let's hear now from another book lover, Mr. Joe Frisco. How did you find the book, Mr. Frisco?
I've been trying to find a book ever since I got to New York. I can't make it better.
Laughter
Can you make it better, baby?
I can make it better. I'm talking about who did what to bedelia. Did you read it, darling?
Well, I bought three copies of it and we sat down and read it, two fellows and myself, all night long.
And?
And I finished third and paid 3.80.
Laughter
So you think Mr. Woodman's book is on a good bed, all right? Now how about you, Mr. Eason? You look as if you have something in common, say.
Well, I read the book from cover to cover.
Uh-huh. Do you like it?
Oh, it was great. I can't wait to get to get to get to get to the pages in between.
Laughter
I want to call your attention to the first two pages in a book. They're blank.
They're still a seed.
And there are two blank pages in the back of the book.
They're what?
So I held a match between those pages to see if there's any secret writing on them.
Well?
I got moves for you.
Laughter
There wasn't any secret writing.
That made me suspicious. I knew I was on the right track.
If you're going to the the the the the the the track still, I got a good thing.
Laughter
Don't confuse me. I read those spy stories. I know how to bring out invisible writing.
So I took a lemon and squeezed the juice on those blank pages.
And?
The book left a sour taste in my mouth.
Laughter
I don't care what anybody says. I like the book.
Laughter
Oh, shut up.
Let's hear from Shepard Studley.
I am happy to announce from the rock-ribbed coast of Maine to the sunny shores of California.
Not so loud, darling. Don't stand so close to the mic.
Why not? I like mics.
Laughter
I told you no politics.
Miss Bankhead, may I say just a few...
Oh, shut up.
Laughter
What do you know about this?
Well, I wrote the book.
We accept your apologies.
Laughter
Let's hear from Peter Lorry. What are your opinions of the book, Mr. Lorry?
Oh, I like it very much. I bought the book and I've done away with several victims simply by sending them the book.
And when they read it, they're bored to death.
It's a wonderful book.
Laughter
Well, that's a very constructive book review.
I think I'll send my copy to a friend.
I'll autograph it. Darling, you simply must read this book right away. Love and goodbye, Betty, darling.
Laughter
Applause
Well, that's our show for this week, darling.
Be with us next Sunday when our guests will be
Fred Allen
Peter Donald
Bill Gargan
Portland Hopper
Helen O'Connell
Frank Sinatra
and others
and of course our very own Meridith Roseland and the Big Show, Officer and Polis.
Until then, may the good Lord bless and keep you whether near or far away.
Well, then.
May you find that long-awaited golden day today.
Shepherd, may our troubles all be small ones and your fortune ten times ten.
Peter?
Peter, good Lord, bless and keep you till we meet again, Richard.
May you walk with sunlight shining and a bluebird in every tree. May there be a silver lining back of every cloud you see.
Bill, fill your dreams with sweet tomorrow, never mind what might have been. Joe, may the good Lord bless you and keep you till we meet again.
Ethel?
May you long recall each rainbow, then you'll soon forget the rain. May the warm and tender memories be the ones that will remain.
Bill, fill your dreams with sweet tomorrow, never mind what might have been. May the good Lord bless and keep you until we meet again.
May the good Lord bless and keep you till we meet, till we meet again.
And God speed to our armed forces everywhere. Good night, darling.
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