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This is the mighty Pacific
its breakers coming to rest at last
on the beaches of Southern California.
To this unspoiled paradise came the great explorers.
Kings and conquerors fought nature and themselves
for a share of the treasures of this earth.
The great American empire moved steadily west
as man learned of the riches to be found here.
A great city grew up as the land and sea gave up
its riches to the newcomers.
And when the earth could give no more
new kingdoms were carved out of air.
'Yes, friends, if you want krillfit that will frenistran'
'if you want copelic with neo-doliver'
'then try Hick shampoo. For hair that will grindle..'
'For hair that will glanvill and mond'
'and give beautiful fillestran, get the large economy size.'
'Yes, only Humperdinick's magnetic shaving cream'
'contains atom francid muttletree.'
'The muttletree that makes any..'
New heroes and new idols were established
for the people to worship.
Not soldiers, explorers or politicians,
these were conquerors of a new variety.
Hutch looks like he's a little jumpy.
Aren't we all? Gary Mitchell doesn't sign
we lose The Hour of Enchantment.
Relax, baby. I'll take care of it.
Gary will do anything I say.
Well, say "Sign" for heaven's sakes.
Hutch can't sleep, the whole agency's in an uproar
and you're acting like the leader of a suicide squadron.
Get the contract to him and get him to sign.
Right after the show.
He's not in very good voice today, is he, Mr. Hofer?
I like it. It's beautiful. Soft as an angel's voice.
What's the matter with you, Mr. Hutchins?
Are you perhaps tone-deaf?
Don't you know an-an angel's voice when-when you hear one?
Well, you know his Hooper rating is down.
Don't bother me with technicalities.
Let Hooper worry about his own rating.
Besides, all my products are selling like--
- Hotcakes. - Mm-hm.
Hotcakes. That's right, hotcakes.
Exactly like hotcakes. I will tell you why.
Because the hotcakes..
Why are you bothering me about hotcakes all of a sudden?
What has hotcakes got to do with--
Now, now, Mr. Hofer, don't get excited.
- Don't get excited. - I am not excited.
- Am I, am I excited, mama? - Yes, you are, Felix.
All I want from you, Mr. Hutchins, is Gary Mitchell's
contract for the next Fall signed, sold and delivered.
Well, here I go.
Call me when he signs and we'll celebrate or something.
Alright, kids. Break it up, break it up, break it up.
- After all, he's only a man. - No! How dare you?
Excuse us, girls, will you, for now?
Thank you, thank you very much.
Boy, those kids are murder, aren't they?
Oh, they're a little annoying at times, but don't forget
they are the ones that made you.
Of course, uh
I did a pretty good job of building you up myself.
Yes, sir, a lot of water's gone under the bridge, Gary.
We've come a long way.
Remember when we started, the only crowds we drew
were bill collectors and process servers.
That was only a stopover on our way up.
Yeah, I know, but sometimes it seemed to me like
it was the end of the line. Remember the night we met?
You were singing at the joint up the Hudson
with a five-piece outfit getting paid off
a meal ticket a week.
Yes, sir, we've really come a long way together.
Okay, we'll put it all in our memoirs.
Remember when we auditioned for Hofer?
We tossed a coin to see whether our last 5 bucks
went for dinner or a new tie.
And I sat up all night settling the contract.
- What a contract. - Oh, it was a start anyway.
And now I've got a new deal with The Hour of Enchantment
that's as good as any contract ever written.
- Congratulations. - Five straight years, Gary.
Top money, choice of program. Five straight years.
- Five years? - Yes, sir.
Tied hand and foot to an illiterate old windbag
like Hofer for five years? I'm surprised at you, Doug.
Look, this is a great contract.
I fought pretty hard to get this.
Yeah, well, I imagine so. It's a great spot for you.
You just sit back for five years and pick up big commissions.
That's not my idea of a contract. But this is.
- You mean you made a new deal? - Yeah.
- On your own, without me? - New sponsor, new agency.
Starting fresh.
I don't need anybody to front for me, Doug.
- They come to me now. - Sure, they come to you now.
But when you were broke they didn't pay your bills
and your back rent, they didn't buy clothes for you
tell how to wear them, and they didn't give you a place to live.
Well, take it easy, Doug, I'll never forget
what you've done for me.
I'm taking you with me on my new job.
You can be my, my secretary or something.
- How's your shorthand? - It's in pretty good shape.
Oh, now, wait a minute, Doug, I'm just kidding
about shorthand. We can work out some kind of a deal.
I happen to have a deal with Hutch, remember?
Hutch? Well, he won't want you without me.
The only reason you've been there as long as you have
is because of me.
Oh, really? Thanks.
You know something?
I'm gonna get myself a new Gary Mitchell.
Yeah? Where?
Oh, I'll look under a stone or down a sewer.
This is what you need. This'll pick you up.
- No thanks, Vi. - Come on, now, drink it.
- It's strong, hot and black. - Yeah, black like my future.
You say that after every program.
Drink it, you'll feel better.
We've been through much worse than this.
You're a good influence on me, Vi. I'd be lost without you.
Why, Mr. Hutchins, you'll turn my girlish head
with your flattery. Feeling better?
Some. It's just that Hofer's riding me for Gary's contract.
That ham crooner turns coy on me, the account gets shaky
and the jitters move in on me.
- Now, now. - You know something?
I don't belong in radio.
When I was in college my ambition was
to be a country doctor with a horse and buggy--
- Mm-hm, little white house. - With green shutters.
So I wind up in this pressure cooker with my nerves all shot!
Now slip into your cap and gown
and we'll make believe you're at Yale again.
Now won't joke about something sacred. Yale?
You don't know what that means to me.
Ah, another touchdown for the home team.
- Well, well? - Well, there's your contract.
- My hero. - Unsigned.
- He walked out on us. - What?
He signed with another sponsor.
No, you're kidding.
That's it, you're kidding.
Say, I like a joke, but not at a time like this.
It's true, Hutch, but it doesn't mean a thing.
I'll have a plane for New York tonight
and come back with a new star.
Hofer doesn't want a new star.
He wants Gary Mitchell.
And you let him get away. It's treason.
High treason, you Benedict Arnold.
What could I do?
I didn't dream that even Gary
could turn out to be such a rat,
but I can fix that. A fast trip east.
And I'll come back with somebody that Hofer is bound to like.
Hofer likes Gary Mitchell. So does Mrs. Hofer.
- And so do I. - Well, I don't.
- That half-baked ham. - Now, look, now look.
Here's the scheme. You go back to him.
Whatever he's getting, we'll top it.
We'll package the show and give him ownership.
What? You would bargain with that double-crosser?
I'd bargain with Jack the Ripper.
And get the best of him.
I'm not just thinking about myself
or my pride or my feelings.
But look at this office. Think of the overhead!
Let's face it. We've got to have Gary Mitchell.
Look, just give me a chance to find somebody new.
- I'll take the plane tonight. - No.
If you wanna show up Gary Mitchell
that's your business, but you'll not do it
on my time nor at my expense.
Alright, then I'll do it on my own. I quit.
- You're fired. - No, Doug!
- Don't be a hot-headed mule. - I know what I'm doing.
Wait a minute. Here, lower your blood pressure.
Think beautiful thoughts. I'll be right back.
- Hey, Doug, wait a minute. - Oh, he sent you after me, huh?
To plead with me not to quit, eh?
- Well, no, not exactly. - Oh?
Listen, what are you gonna do now?
What I told lamebrain I'd do, I'm gonna hop on that
midnight plane and fly-
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