Transcript
Bud Abbott (0:00)
And I think you're an imbecile. And I say you're an imbecile. Now, just a minute, boys. What's all the arguing? Now you see better smiles. It's just between us imbeciles. How do you expect to get along with people? How do you expect anyone to like you? Oh, I'm a bad boy. Well, you certainly are. Mrs. Miles will be here any second. And just watch what you say. Try to be decent for one. Okay, Abbot. Now, stay quiet. Here she comes. What does that remark, Costello? I didn't say anything, Mrs. Niles. Now, that's right. I didn't say anything. Costello isn't going to be so nice. Absolutely, Mrs. Niles. He's not going to insult you. He's going to be a good boy. Aren't you, then? Yes, Mr. Rabbit. See that. Gee, Mrs. Niles, I sure am glad to see you and buy the piece. Can this be me talking? Did you ever collect the insurance for the accident you had? Well, I didn't have an accident. Don't tell me you were born with that face.
Lou Costello (1:02)
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Bud Abbott (1:02)
What did I say? All right, Abbott, I'm sorry. Go ahead, wash my mouth out with soap. I said a bad thing. I'm a cad. I'm even lower than a cad. I'm an old Chevrolet. Oh, you know, Costello, I had a dream last night. I. I dreamed they were holding a contest to see which come had the most empty space in his head. So? Well, One comedian had 2 square inches of space, another had 5 square inches and another had 10 square inches of empty space in his head. I'll bet you did. She might have to ask see it. That's why they were holding the contest. You certainly told him all that time, darling. Oh, you're so refreshing. You're my little grapefruit. Oh, no, dear. You're my little grapefruit. Oh, but you're my little grapefruit. Oh, I insist, dear. You're my little grapefruit. Ladies and gentlemen, you have just. I heard from a couple of old squirts. There you are. Now you've done it again, Carcello. Now the only way you can square things is to buy a farewell present or a gift for the entire cast. Abbott, don't talk so loud. That's what you like to do. I did that very thing this morning, Abbott. I bought farewell presents for everybody on the show. I got some dandy presents in a department store. Why are you talking so old? Quiet. I bought them in the basement. Stop whispering, Costello. What kind of presents did you Get I got a big box of candy for the boys in the band. Yes, and Connie Hans and Mr. And Mrs. Niles and everybody. Just look at it. Abbott. Isn't that fine looking candy? For heaven's sakes, I've never seen such big pieces of candy. What are they? Chocolate covered bananas? You dummy. I should have known better than to trust you to buy presents for the cast. Now we're in a fine pickle. Where are we going to buy anything at this late hour? Oh, come in, come in. I haven't show Grundy. I always come in handy. Woo. Well look who it is. Costello, our old friend Kissel, the salesman who could be. Yes. Well, well, how do you do Mr. Costello? I haven't seen you in a long distance. Please, you're just the man I'm looking at. And you're just the guy I'm looking at. Kitsu, you know you showed me an electric razor two weeks ago and it's no good. Oh pish posh. No pish posh, it's no good. Well by you impress my little man. That was not an electric razor. That's a riveting machine. A riveting machine? Yes, yes. No wonder every time I shaved it hammers my whiskers in and I have to bite them off with my teeth. Never mind that Costello. Look, have you got anything to tell us today? Mr. Ketchel, have I got anything to say? Yes Boy, boy. Now you're talking my language, if that's possible. Why I've got here. He's lost, he's lost. No, no, no, no. Today I'm in the. I'm in the mansion business. The mansion business? Yes, anything you mansion. I got it. I got a beautiful line of musical instruments. I got trombone, saxophones, a violin. Wait a minute. Have you got a vise? Yes, and a couple of teeth. You don't understand. A vise is a long skinny thing. Yes, yes, that's my saying. We don't want no musical instruments. What else have you got in your sample case? Wait a minute. Have you got a potato clock? A potato clock? Doesn't he talk a peculiar angle? Cassella, don't be silly. What in heaven's name is a potato clock? Well, you wind it up when you go to bed and it gets you up at 8 o' clock. Papa catch you up with 8 o' clock. I don't like you. Oh, excuse me. My line. Come on. Come, come, K. Open that simple cash and get out those presents. Now just a second. Just stop kicking. Don't push me. What am I, a baby carrot? Look, Mr. K, we have no time for foolishness. What have you got to sell us now? What have I got to tell you? Why, in this little satchel I got gold rings, o rings, earrings, hair rings, cufflinks, snowlings, golf shoes, weight shoes, toy shoes and Woolfox clock star captain smock, not to mention track suits, swimsuits, grossing unitsuits, top coats, sports coats, overcoats and any coats sports home ties are L sized squirts, shirts, assorted nuts. And a.
