Girl Crazy

Where to, Mr. Churchill?

Some large, bright, gay place

with hundreds of beautiful girls.

Some large, bright, gay place...

With hundreds of beautiful girls.

Yes, sirree.

Isn't that a coincidence,

on the right there.

Thank you, Jeeves. Thank you, Jives.

Mr. Churchill, hold it, please.

- Thank you. - Thank you.

Here we go.

Evening, Mr. Churchill.

Good evening.

Why, Mr. Churchill, you're quite a stranger.

Not to the people that know me.

Girls?

Good evening. Hello, fellas.

How are you?

- Why, Mr. Churchill. - Thomas, Thomas.

- We certainly have missed you, sir. - Oh, thank you.

You couldn't have picked a better night, sir.

- Really, why? - Tommy Dorsey's opening.

Hiya, Tom.

Hello, Danny.

Uhh!

"Publisher's son is crowned king."

"Publisher's son stops show."

Danny Churchill.

Silly, isn't it, Dad?

Son...

Ye--yes, sir?

You're living in a world of weekend whimsy

and growing up to be a rich man's son.

Dad, surely you don't believe what's printed in the papers.

"Publisher's son is crowned king-- Danny Junior."

"Publisher's son stops show." Why, it's incredible.

Dad, you know how reporters like to exaggerate.

Any mention of Danny Junior winning academic honors at Yale?

No. Or even a spelling bee?

- No. - Why, the next thing you know,

you'll be sponsoring a beauty contest.

Dad, it isn't really that bad.

Now, look, Danny. None of this stuff is actually bad,

but if it keeps on, you'll get to be known as a character.

and the first thing you know, why, you start living up to the write-ups,

and that is bad.

And we're not going to let that happen, are we?

You're right. I'm sorry, Dad.

I'll leave for New Haven today.

No, Danny, you're not going back to New Haven.

No, you're going to Cody.

Cody? What's that?

Cody College of Mines and Agriculture.

It's out west, it has fresh air,

and it is not coeducational.

Dad, you can't be serious.

Why, a guy'd go daffy out there.

Well, there's a bare possibility

that it might make a man of you.

And another thing, just so it won't be a shock to you.

there hasn't been a woman out there since the Civil War.

Well, that doesn't make any...huh?

"Codyville, 2,850 feet."

Hey.

Hey! Where's the hotel in this town?

Ain't none.

Well, where do people live?

There ain't none.

Well, could you tell me where Cody College is?

Down the road about eight miles.

Well, are there any taxis in the town?

Oh, no, don't tell me. I know. There ain't none.

Well, good night.

Good night.

"Cody College...eight miles."

"Cody College...eight miles."

Cody College...eight miles.

Hey.

Hey!

Having a little trouble?

Why don't you just leave it out here for the buzzards?

Well...well, I'll be. Hello.

- I said hello. - That's what I thought you said.

Well, what do people out west say when somebody says hello to 'em?

Look, stranger, why don't you just go away?

Aw, that isn't very nice.

I've been lying under that jumping jack for a half an hour,

and I'm not in the mood for small talk.

Oh. Excuse me.

I, uh...I just happened to be in the neighborhood,

and I thought I'd drop by to tell you

that you're the best-looking automobile mechanic I've ever seen.

Traveling salesman, huh?

What are you laughing at?

Nothing. I'm--I'm just happy

You're sure it isn't the sun?

No, no, it's something about my father.

He sent me out west to get away--to get away from the girls,

and here I find you right out here in the middle of the desert.

I think it's very funny.

- You do? - Yeah.

Yeah, well, you just go ahead and have your own private little joke.

I've got things to do.

Uh, what are you doing down there?

Grinding coffee.

- May I? - Mm-hmm.

Oh, won't talk, eh?

Ah.

Well, it looks like Hattie here isn't going to be very sociable.

Well, I don't know what I'm gonna do.

Well, I guess there's nothing left to do but sit here and

give me the story of your life.

If I'm not at school in 10 minutes,

I'm gonna miss the mail train.

- You--you mean Cody? - Mm-hm.

You don't mean to tell me that-- that you're a student there?

No, I carry the mail.

Oh. The government's making a big mistake.

They oughta...they oughta put your picture

on the postage stamps.

Well, I can't waste any more time here.

Oh, oh, wait a minute, would ya? Let me try once more, please.

Hey, wait a minute. Shh.

- Well, that's it. - Wait a minute, where are you going?

Out west, when we're in trouble, we walk.

It's the same in the east. I'll go with you.

My name is Danny Churchill. I'm from New York--

free, white, and lonesome.

Danny...did you say Churchill?

Churchill, Jr, yeah.

The playboy?

Well, I--

What's so funny?

Oh, goodness gracious.

I don't get it.

Oh, yes, indeed.

Fancy meeting you here.

I don't get it.

They tell me that you're--

that you're quite a-- quite a hand with the ladies.

Well, I hope I'm as good a hand here with Hattie as--

As you think you are with the ladies.

Oh, all right, all right.

Hey!

Hey, how about me?

- Hiya. Are you Danny Churchill? - Yeah.

Well, I'm Henry Lathrop. Glad to know you.

- How are you? - I'm sorry about jumping over you.

- We didn't see you. - Oh, that's--that's all right.

Well, uh, we'll show you where to register

and the dean's office and the mess hall,

and then we'll take you to your room.

- Swell. - Come on, let's go.

Hi.