Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What are you gonna do about tires if those give out?
That's what the daily papers say
London Town We're bidding you adieu
And you, master magician, you sit over there with the Cohans.
Oh, you wonderful girl
And style enough to kill
Think what it means for you to have a star like Templeton in your show.
Hey! It's a boy!
Were you...? Were you nervous? Did you remember your lines?
I can't go out there, not without rehearsal.
Those critics have been after my blood for years.
That I will soon be there
...old theaters where nobody ever even heard of us.
It's a malicious rumor to gyp the public.
I have heard enough.
That's right. I'll hold him while you hit him.
Washington's a great town to walk in. I always get a kick out of it.
Yankee takes the lead
Where shall I put the magician?
I mean, for Mr. George M. Cohan.
Pipperino, isn't she?
"Dear Dad, this is your 62nd birthday, and God bless you.
George M. Cohan has invented the success story.
When we were in Europe, you haunted every theater...
Mm-hm.
The drums rum-tumming everywhere
You're a grand old flag You're a high-flying flag
We've got it booked.
Actors are considered a very bad risk by insurance companies.
Don't forget, Jerry, you're on again at 4:15.
You didn't? Then maybe you're not the showman you're cracked up to be.
Nothing I can do could ever repay the debt.
We gotta go to Dietz and Goff and sign those papers.
You're wrong, Mary
Oh, uh, Dad, I'm gonna be tied up in rehearsal for the next few months.
Now you're making a great mistake, Fay.
You know, watch them hatch and feed them and eat them.
So long, Mary
It may not be much. I'm not the dancer I used to be, but then who is?
Dad was by himself on the farm and had grown very old.
We're coming over
Why do you do this to me?
But all the money in the Bank of England Couldn't pay
Everybody knows that you and Nellie and Josie can get work anytime, anyplace. Heh.
With Abe's money and your brains, we'll be able to make a million.
Happy?
Now look at that. Could you ask for anything more than that?
But it was Mary...
Is it bright? Lots of color? I mean, will he like it?
- Hello, Cohan. - Mr. Albee.
Till I heard a lovely voice
Who cares as long as we can knock The ax out of the Axis?
Let's have a bite to eat, huh? I always eat after the last show.
The public will believe me.
Jeepers creepers
Everybody sing!
He is a Yankee Doodle boy
That you will soon be there
...when you had that musical all the time.
They were a great act.
- Call you a carriage? - If you will.
...just as she loved everybody and everything.
- Doesn't even give me a chance to lie about it. - Thirty-nine? I'm sorry, Mr. Cohan.
Left foot. Right foot.
Strange surrounding. It took me longer.
The way he plays the part, every kid will want to take a punch...
- Fine work, Georgie. - I'm proud of you.
The drums rum-tumming everywhere
Before we sign with Dietz and Goff, I made some change in the lyric...
A mother isn't supposed to punish. She just gives her permission.
- But, Mr. Cohan, I thought... Is he? - Drunk.
Colored gentlemen say "That lady certainly is a beaut"
Which manager should I take you to see first?
Wait a minute, little girl.
Oh. I see.
- On your way, wise guy. - Next.
What I want is a quiet, dignified musical play.
For it is Mary...
The town was known for its spirited audiences even before it had a ball team.
It plays one on one and segues into "Dixie."
Wildflower.
Why, we'll be like a carriage with only three wheels.
That must be Cohan's alias.
George, this isn't your party. Sit down and let him read his letter.
Have a cigar?
We'll be over We're coming over
Oh, and things
Of course you're not jealous. Everybody knows that.
If you watch every twist, every turn
The mental strain, the trenches, the fighting, the marching.
In the city of Norfolk
And we'll all feel gay When Johnny comes marching home
How about opening this one? Let me help you.
You'll have the audience standing with excitement.
- Mind if I change? - Oh, thank you.
She's my Yankee Doodle joy
And insults for the gentlemen
You're the emblem of
- Georgie? - Yeah?
...the farm we Cohans had dreamed of when farmers were envying us.
We trouped through depression and inflation, the country's growing pains.
Old
Thanks.
And say that you'll be there ere long
Think of those billboards.
Any faster
"Stix," small towns, "nix," refuse, "hix," rube, "pix," pictures.
You're lucky. You're a hit at the age of 13.
It's easy, very easy