
Bright Star 53-03-05 (20) Rodeo Star
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Narrator
The Irene Dunn Fred McMurray Show. Starring Irene Dunn as Susan and Fred McMurray as George, together in a gay new exciting comedy adventure. Bright Star. It's the Irene Dunn Fred McMurray show with Irene Dunn is Susan Armstrong, editor of the Hillsdale Morning star, and Fred McMurray as George Harvey, her ace reporter. Susan and George are in a chatty academic mood while Sammy the copy boy urges them to stop chasing journalistic butterflies and and chase what he considers the big news of the hour.
Sammy the Copy Boy
It's all very well to get steeped at ears and theories, but we sell news. And rodeos are news. Or should I say noose?
Susan Armstrong
It's rodeo's, isn't it, Sammy?
George Harvey
Like which is correct, mogul or mogul?
Susan Armstrong
Well, I always say mogul.
George Harvey
It's mogul.
Sammy the Copy Boy
Will the class in disorder please come to order?
Susan Armstrong
How do you pronounce this, Grimace or Grimace?
George Harvey
Oh, grimace.
Susan Armstrong
Uh huh. It's grimace.
Sammy the Copy Boy
Who fought the French and Indian War combatants? Who is Bobby Brundage?
Windsor Appleton
Who?
Susan Armstrong
I pass.
Sammy the Copy Boy
Pass. You both flunk miserably. The two bar a rodeo takes advertising in your paper, but you don't know who is its absolutely star performer. Okay, wallow in your ignorance. I'm gonna buy tickets while they're still available. I'll give you one tip. Bobby Brundage is seeing the press at the General Grant Hotel. Take it from there. My hands are tied.
Susan Armstrong
Take it from there, George.
George Harvey
Me, I don't know port from starboard or stamp from stern. On a horse?
Susan Armstrong
Well, you don't have to, except on seahorses. These horses have heads and tails.
George Harvey
Only instead of tossing them, they toss you. This much I know.
Susan Armstrong
Yes, but we'd better get some story on Bobby Brundage.
George Harvey
Well, you know more about horses than I do.
Susan Armstrong
Oh, no, I've never been farther west than Denver.
George Harvey
That's far enough. Most cowboys have never been farther west than Perth Amboy.
Susan Armstrong
Where is Perth Amboy? She asked against her better judgment.
George Harvey
In New Jersey.
Patience
Out where the west begins, ma'.
Susan Armstrong
Am.
Windsor Appleton
Coming, coming. Yeah.
Susan Armstrong
Oh, Mr. Brundage, I'm Susan Armstrong of the Morning Star. I'd like very much to get a story from you for the stars.
Windsor Appleton
Oh, oh, sure, sure, ma', am. Come on in.
Susan Armstrong
Thank you.
Windsor Appleton
Newspaper reporter. Well.
Susan Armstrong
Well, I'm. I'm really the editor.
Windsor Appleton
You don't say?
Susan Armstrong
Yes, I help out a bit on the news hawking now and then.
Windsor Appleton
Well, I always like to meet the gentlemen of the press, especially when the ladies.
Susan Armstrong
Well, you'll have to help me out on this story because the truth is I. I'm new to the. A horse Latitude.
Windsor Appleton
Oh, now, there was a great horse where that horse Latitude. Greatest piece of horse flesh ever wound up in Rover's digestive tract at long last.
Susan Armstrong
May I quote you on that, Mr. Brundage?
Windsor Appleton
You may quote me not once, not twice, not three times, but 20 times or as many quotes as you can get into my five gallon hat. There being four quotes to each and every gallon. Yes, ma'.
Patience
Am.
Susan Armstrong
Yes, sir.
Windsor Appleton
Would you care to ask me about the world situation?
Susan Armstrong
No. No.
Windsor Appleton
Well, then I'm your man.
Susan Armstrong
Are you married, Mr. Brundage?
Windsor Appleton
Oh, call me Bobby.
Susan Armstrong
Are you married, Bobby?
Windsor Appleton
No. And you sure are a pretty fairy.
Susan Armstrong
What do you think of Ramrod, the movie wonder horse?
Windsor Appleton
I think a future generation of hungry dogs is in for a real treat. Ms. Susan May. May I call you Susan?
Susan Armstrong
No, thanks.
Windsor Appleton
Oh, but you're my kind of woman, Sue.
Susan Armstrong
Let me go, you clown.
Windsor Appleton
Your hair smells sweeter than new mown.
Susan Armstrong
Hay nuzzling my permanent. Let go.
Windsor Appleton
Your skin is like the finest cordon.
Unnamed Cowboy Friend
Let go. You.
Susan Armstrong
Listen, you just wait until I go to press with my story on the great Bobby Brundy.
Patience
Hi, you pewter.
George Harvey
Oh, I hate to do this to the girl, but.
Windsor Appleton
Operator, get me the Hillsdale Daily News, will you? Yeah, thanks, honey. Hillsdale News? Well, let me talk to Mr. Prentice, please. The editor. Hello, Mr. Prentice? Well, this is Windsor Appleton, your new reporter. Yeah, yeah, I'm in Bobby Brun's suite at the hotel right now. No, no, I haven't gotten an interview yet, but I've given one out to Susan Armstrong of the Morning Star. Yeah, she didn't know I was reporter for your paper. She thought I was Bobby Brundage and I just let her keep on thinking it. Oh, will the Star look foolish when.
Narrator
It hits the street with that story?
Windsor Appleton
Yeah. Yeah, I'll wait for Bobby Brundage. She should be here any minute.
Sammy the Copy Boy
Hi, Ms. Armstrong.
Susan Armstrong
You and your rodeo star.
Sammy the Copy Boy
Rodeo star?
Susan Armstrong
Him too.
Unnamed Cowboy Friend
Him.
Susan Armstrong
Oh, hello, George.
George Harvey
Oh, hi, Susan.
Patience
How'd it go?
Susan Armstrong
Well, it went for me and I went for home.
Patience
What?
Susan Armstrong
It went o a wolf in full cry.
George Harvey
I thought cowboys only kissed their horses and vice versa.
Susan Armstrong
Had the better things impressed on him.
George Harvey
Susan, did he make a pass at you?
Susan Armstrong
He did.
George Harvey
I'll see you later.
Unnamed Cowboy Friend
Oh, no.
Susan Armstrong
Come back, George.
George Harvey
Time out for Homicide.
Susan Armstrong
Oh, no, George, let it go.
George Harvey
I won't let it go.
Susan Armstrong
I'll just write this story and that'll murder it.
Patience
I'll murder him.
George Harvey
You just write the obituary.
Susan Armstrong
George, why don't you take a Nice long walk and cool off and I'll punch this story out for the next edition.
George Harvey
I'll take a long walk. But Brundage is the guy that's going to get cooled off.
Susan Armstrong
George, you'll feel better after lunch.
George Harvey
Yeah, with a nice meal of raw wolf under my belt. Cowboy, huh? You'll be the canvas kissing cowboy in about a minute.
Patience
Come on, open that door before I kick it down. Open up. Do you hear me in there?
George Harvey
Oh, well, hello.
Susan Armstrong
Hello.
George Harvey
I'm looking for Bobby Brundage.
Bobby Brundage
Your look is finished.
Susan Armstrong
Come on in, please.
George Harvey
Yeah, thanks.
Bobby Brundage
You're a tall, handsome one, ain't you?
George Harvey
All I want is Bobby Brundage. Be Boston old orange.
Bobby Brundage
I'm Bobby Brundage.
George Harvey
You're Bobby Brundage?
Susan Armstrong
Mm.
Bobby Brundage
What's your label, mister?
George Harvey
Well, where's the guy who was here about three hours ago?
Bobby Brundage
Oh, that reporter critter. I just threw him out headlong and out of pure spot. Did you happen to see what he wrote in the paper about me?
George Harvey
No, what?
Bobby Brundage
Here, you read it yourself in the Morning Star.
George Harvey
The Morning Star?
Bobby Brundage
He wrote it incensed.
Unnamed Cowboy Friend
I'm plum furious.
Bobby Brundage
First of all, not even knowing that Bobby Brundage is a gal, and then bad mouthing poor little me something fierce.
George Harvey
Hmm. Sure doesn't resemble you in this story.
Bobby Brundage
Oh, I'm gonna sue that Morning Star till it really moans.
George Harvey
Oh, no, no, no, no, please don't do that, Mother.
Bobby Brundage
Fair name and the fair state I was born in has been insulted directly. I've already telephoned the other paper in town the News to tell them that I'm suing the Star.
George Harvey
Suppose the Star prints an apology?
Bobby Brundage
I demand satisfaction and an apology.
George Harvey
Well, look, gal says which gal? Take some good advice from an old cowhand. Don't be so hasty about suing the stars as yet.
Unnamed Cowboy Friend
Hey, you're from my country.
George Harvey
I don't let it come out among these here heathens. But when I meets a gal from God's choice property, why, gal, it just does something to me. It all comes back.
Bobby Brundage
Well, man, I'm sure enough pleasure to meet you. Way out here, Bobby Brundage is the moniker.
George Harvey
6 Gun George Harvey, Shake, Pardner.
Patience
Howdy, partner.
Unnamed Cowboy Friend
Oh, yeah.
Bobby Brundage
I thought you were just another one of them pesky newspaper men again.
Patience
Them mescal crazy critters.
Susan Armstrong
Oh, I should have known better.
Bobby Brundage
Fine strapping figure of a man like you.
George Harvey
Oh, shucks, ma'.
Windsor Appleton
Am.
Bobby Brundage
Don't know who's our sue is yet.
George Harvey
Susan, I'll be right pleased to hear that. Who Sue? Just happenstance. I Knows the girl. Susan Armstrong's the real moniker. Oh.
Bobby Brundage
Had a great, great grandma named Sue. Married a fine figure of a man. Fought with Hood's Brigade in the War between the States.
Patience
Well, how about likewise?
Bobby Brundage
Oh, shake.
Patience
Howdy.
Bobby Brundage
Imagine, it takes a lot of gals time suing folks.
Patience
Oh, it ain't worth it, Bob.
George Harvey
It ain't worth it at all.
Bobby Brundage
Got to think about it some, though. Maybe gals got better things to do sometimes.
George Harvey
Like which gal?
Susan Armstrong
Well, you ain't a reporter.
Bobby Brundage
Well, gal, then you're my kind of man.
George Harvey
And you're my kind of gal. Yeah.
Susan Armstrong
See you real soon, George.
George Harvey
Pronto, gal.
Susan Armstrong
Hello.
Bobby Brundage
Gwynne and Barrett, attorneys at law. Mr. Gwyn. Y', all. Mr. Gwyn. Look here, mouthpiece. I want you to get the papers ready and soothe the brains out of that Morning Star. Calling Bobby Brundage a man and panning my show before they even see it. Yeah, $100,000. I'll tell you when to serve the papers. I want to have a little fun with his character. George Harvey. The idea, trying to kid me out of suing a Star. I'll teach him a lesson, too, while I'm about it.
Susan Armstrong
Yeah.
Bobby Brundage
So, what do you hear from my mom and pop in Brooklyn?
Susan Armstrong
He. But, Sammy, if you'd only told us Bobby Brundage was a girl.
Sammy the Copy Boy
Jimmy Armstrong. I thought you'd know that just by looking at her.
Susan Armstrong
There's something wrong with that argument, but I'm too upset to figure it out.
Windsor Appleton
Mayor.
Susan Armstrong
Come in. Oh, Bobby Brundage.
Sammy the Copy Boy
Grandma, what a deep voice you have.
Susan Armstrong
No, you may not come in.
Windsor Appleton
I feel I ought to apologize to you for playing such a trick on you this morning.
Susan Armstrong
Your apology is rejected, and you may now leave.
Sammy the Copy Boy
Go ahead, cop a sneak.
Windsor Appleton
But I'd like to do the right thing.
Sammy the Copy Boy
Ms. Armstrong, are you sure this isn't another wonderful, wonderful Hillsdale News trick?
Windsor Appleton
My Honor is Gate Appleton.
Susan Armstrong
Kate Appleton.
Sammy the Copy Boy
Gate Appleton? Well, I never heard of him.
Susan Armstrong
Sammy, leave me and Mr. Gate Appleton alone, please.
Sammy the Copy Boy
Okay. If he gets fresh, just holler out the door and I'll holler out the window.
Windsor Appleton
Well, now, my name is Windsor Appleton. I dropped the gate years ago.
Susan Armstrong
Well, you certainly lowered the boom on me this morning.
Windsor Appleton
Well, it was my first job on a newspaper. I thought I was pretty clever. I never figured you'd be sued.
Susan Armstrong
Well, I've got to do some toll figuring now.
Windsor Appleton
Well, if you lose, I'll pay the damages. I can afford it.
Susan Armstrong
I'm paying my own bills, thank you. And now you can go back to the News.
Windsor Appleton
I've quit the News.
Susan Armstrong
Why? You were doing famously.
Windsor Appleton
I thought you might hire me.
Susan Armstrong
Oh, sure. Most natural thing on earth be the hand that bites you. I. Oh, I don't know. I'm upset.
Windsor Appleton
My grandfather was a publisher and when he died, father sold the paper. But printer's ink is in my blood.
Susan Armstrong
I'm sorry. My staff is complete now. Excuse me. Morning Star, Susan Armstrong speaking.
Patience
Ms. Armstrong, ma', am, this is George. Who? George Harvey.
Susan Armstrong
George?
Patience
Yes, ma'. Am.
Susan Armstrong
George, what's the idea of the bow legged delivery?
Patience
I. I am at the present moment with a young lady, Miss Bobby Brundage by name. Oh, And I've arranged to be the manager of the rodeo in town. And I'm giving you the story first.
Susan Armstrong
Stanks. I'll set it up in fiery letters.
Patience
Incidentally, Ms. Armstrong, Ma', Am, Ms. Brundage says she may hold off on suing you a wee bit in exchange for.
Susan Armstrong
Your services, shall we say? George, you come right back here.
Patience
I got to talk business with Bobby this evening.
Susan Armstrong
Oh, Bobby, already? That's fast.
Patience
No, ma', am, she's been that almost since birth.
Susan Armstrong
And I bet she's gotten cuter every day too.
Patience
To tell you the truth, ma', am, I just can't understand how some cowboys can be so affectionate through their cayuses.
Susan Armstrong
Cayuses.
Patience
Horses to you, horses to you.
Susan Armstrong
And goodbye, George Harvey.
Windsor Appleton
Now, what about me?
Susan Armstrong
You're hired.
Narrator
Now Back to our two stars, Irene Dunn and Fred McMurray and the second act of our story. George Harvey has gone to work for pretty Bobby Brundage's rancho two bar a rodeo in order to persuade her not to sue the Morning Star, he says. George has stopped over at Bobby's luxurious hotel suite to discuss plans for opening night and to receive a totally unrehearsed shock. Get George's synthetic draw.
George Harvey
Well, Bobby gal, couple of more days and we're all set to go.
Bobby Brundage
Except in one thing. George likewise got to appoint a grand marshal for the rodeo.
George Harvey
Oh, sure, that's a fact. Now, who would you say gal, y'?
Susan Armstrong
All?
Patience
Me? All?
George Harvey
Well, I, I can't ride. I mean, I haven't got a horse.
Patience
A horse?
Bobby Brundage
Got a right handsome piebald Indian pony for you.
George Harvey
Oh, fine, fine. Not one of these meek spiritless critters. Not one of these gentle ones, eh?
Unnamed Cowboy Friend
Oh, Murder Plot.
George Harvey
That's a plum promised name he's got there.
Bobby Brundage
Oh, you look wonderful on Murder Plot.
Windsor Appleton
Yeah.
George Harvey
How long though?
Susan Armstrong
Says witch.
Patience
How long am I gonna be grand marshal?
Bobby Brundage
Oh, just to lead the parade, announce an event or Two.
George Harvey
Uh huh.
Bobby Brundage
Now, what kind of saddle you like? High candle or low candy?
George Harvey
Well, whatever you'd like to see me in.
Bobby Brundage
All right. What kind of rose do you like?
George Harvey
Cinnamon or poppy seed, I reckon.
Bobby Brundage
You funny little old cow hand, you know. I mean, do you want buck and rolls for your saddle pats?
Patience
Oh, it sounds very appetizing.
Bobby Brundage
Just one little thing about murder plot ancestor. His was chased by Hood's cavalry in the War between the States, so murder plot. He gets scary anytime something Southern happens.
George Harvey
Well, I. I hope nobody whistles Dixie.
Susan Armstrong
Dixie, huh?
George Harvey
Because it so happens I'm heading for the last roundup.
I
How's your new reporter working out in the Star, Ms. Susan, this Windsor Appleton multimillionaire.
Susan Armstrong
Very well, Patience. He may have been born rich, but he's a born reporter, too.
I
Yeah, born with a silver scoop in his mouth.
Susan Armstrong
You might say he's prepared to support the Morningstar financially if Bobby Brundage sues and wins. Will she? I don't know. George claims he's trying to get her to call it off.
I
Haven't seen hide nor hair of Georgie boy lately.
Susan Armstrong
I'll present you with his hide and his scalp at the earliest.
I
Did you make a deal with some friendly Indians?
Susan Armstrong
If he's on the level about just managing the show for Bobby Brundage so he can get the suit called off. Why don't I hear from him, see more?
I
Well, I reckon somebody's a maybe watching him.
Patience
Right.
Susan Armstrong
Oh, Patience, not you, too.
I
It's nothing. And just see too many Westerns.
Susan Armstrong
I guess when George does call, he talks in that mail order draw, so I just know she's with him.
I
Surely business. I'll bet with George handling the rodeo for this here Bobby Brundage, it'll help keep her in the lower income bracket.
Susan Armstrong
That way she'll clean up.
I
She's no dummy.
Susan Armstrong
He's making a mess of the whole rodeo. But they aren't turning away half as many customers at the box office as they did last year.
I
Well, the arena is bigger this year.
Susan Armstrong
It is not.
I
Holds more people.
Susan Armstrong
It doesn't.
I
Okay. Smaller people are crowding in then.
Susan Armstrong
Patience, if Mr. Harvey should call or telephone, I'm not in, understand? That's definite and permanent. I am not in.
I
Beginning tomorrow, reduce in diets and embargoes. Always begin tomorrow.
Susan Armstrong
Answer the door, Patience. Just don't stand there chewing on epigrams. Answer the bell.
I
These shoes were built for cargo and not for speed.
George Harvey
Hiya, Patience.
Susan Armstrong
Georgie boy.
I
My, it's good to see you. After I find you under that 10 gallon hat.
Unnamed Cowboy Friend
Come on in. Oh, there you are. I spot.
George Harvey
Is Susan home? Patience.
I
Well, she isn't beginning tomorrow.
George Harvey
Why was tomorrow?
I
Don't worry. Tomorrow never comes.
Susan Armstrong
Oh, George.
George Harvey
Susan. Susan, how are you?
Susan Armstrong
Fine, George. And you?
I
Excuse me, I'll step into the kitchen and chew on a few dehydrated epigrams.
Susan Armstrong
Well, sit down, George.
George Harvey
Thanks, I've been sitting, but I'll relax anyhow.
Susan Armstrong
Driving a lot.
George Harvey
A hay burner, A horse in secret, A souped up job named Murder Plot.
Susan Armstrong
But you can't ride a horse.
George Harvey
Well, this isn't properly speaking, a horse. It's Bl's. A bub in disguise. He's got three little human skulls tattooed on his cowling for riders. He's liquidated.
Susan Armstrong
Oh, George, I'm afraid for you.
George Harvey
Oh, I don't need any help being scared. I. I can do it myself.
Susan Armstrong
Well, but three is a lucky number, isn't it?
George Harvey
Yeah. Of course, the next lucky number is seven. You keep on thinking of how unlucky you have to be until you're lucky again.
Susan Armstrong
But why do you want to ride Murder Plot?
George Harvey
I don't want to, but I am grand marshal of the rodeo.
Susan Armstrong
Well, has he thrown you yet?
George Harvey
No, no, because I'm onto his past. One of his horsey ancestors got chased by Confederate cavalry and to this day his descendants get nervous when anything Southern happens. Like fried chicken.
Susan Armstrong
Oh, nonsense.
George Harvey
And you just can't get Murder Plot out of bed in the morning of the anniversary of Bull Run.
Susan Armstrong
Oh, you fool.
George Harvey
How have you been?
Windsor Appleton
Fine.
George Harvey
You're looking fine.
Susan Armstrong
Oh, yes, I've been fine.
George Harvey
Fine.
Susan Armstrong
How you been?
George Harvey
Oh, good, good, good. How you. I. Yeah, yeah, I've missed you too.
Susan Armstrong
I didn't say that, did I?
George Harvey
I said it.
Susan Armstrong
Well, I was going to say it. I have missed you.
George Harvey
Honest.
Susan Armstrong
Very much. It gets pretty hectic around the office sometimes and, well, that's when we miss you.
George Harvey
You. You really haven't worried about Bobby?
Susan Armstrong
Of course not.
George Harvey
I'm just humoring the poor little girl. Of course not a thing between us.
Susan Armstrong
No, just like the rumors about me and Windsor Appleton being seen together. Oh, yeah, there's nothing to it.
George Harvey
I. I hear he's loaded.
Susan Armstrong
Paid no attention.
George Harvey
No, I don't. I don't. What a relief not to have to try to talk like a cowboy.
Susan Armstrong
You know, I thought it was getting to be rather becoming on you.
George Harvey
Real nice girl, that Susan Armstrong.
Susan Armstrong
George.
George Harvey
What?
Susan Armstrong
Your cuffs.
George Harvey
Oh, have I been figuring costs on them again?
Susan Armstrong
Those cufflinks.
Windsor Appleton
Oh, so Gold, no doubt.
George Harvey
Well, only through to the other side.
Susan Armstrong
Oh, very nice.
George Harvey
Now, Susan.
Susan Armstrong
Barbara. They say Barbara. Oh, splendid.
George Harvey
They do not.
Susan Armstrong
Well, I can read.
George Harvey
They do not say Barbara.
Susan Armstrong
They don't say it, but they sure spell it. Oh, what exquisite taste. Now, Susan, do you have her name tattooed on your chest too?
George Harvey
It does not say Barbara on your chest. The cufflinks. The cufflinks. It says Bar.
Patience
Bar A. Bar.
George Harvey
Bar A for Rancho.
Windsor Appleton
Bar.
George Harvey
Bar A is the brand mark.
Susan Armstrong
Oh, ingenious.
Patience
Not bad.
Susan Armstrong
Talk about Windsor being loaded.
George Harvey
There's a quick change for you.
Susan Armstrong
What about that simpering cowgirl of yours? Simply rolling in oil wells in that rancho of hers.
Bobby Brundage
It ain't hardly much larger than plucky little old Bill Jim, but I calls it whole.
George Harvey
She never said that.
Bobby Brundage
Bar.
Susan Armstrong
Bar. A. Solid gold. A quarter of a pound, honest weight. Suppose you fell into deep water with those anchors on your wrist.
George Harvey
Now, look here, Susan Armstrong, you don't.
Susan Armstrong
Take that home with me.
George Harvey
Well, after all, you engaged this Windsor Appleton treasure boat to work for you.
Susan Armstrong
Oh, well, only because I needed a reporter and you abandoned me for Longhorn.
George Harvey
Lizzie, I didn't abandon you. I' to help you.
I
Oh, trying to help me, you know that.
Susan Armstrong
All right, I'm trying to help you. By making your absence in the office unfelt.
George Harvey
I was a fool to come here the beginning tomorrow.
Susan Armstrong
Don't come here tonight anymore. Done, sealed and delivered. Good night.
Patience
Good night.
Susan Armstrong
Oh, and please leave the furniture.
Patience
Good night.
George Harvey
I'm sorry.
Windsor Appleton
Sorry. I just going to ring the bell.
Patience
Good evening.
Windsor Appleton
Good evening. Oh, Susan.
Patience
Susan.
Susan Armstrong
Oh, Windsor. I wasn't expecting you tonight.
Windsor Appleton
Oh, sister, wait till you hear what I know about Bobby Brundage. Girl wrangler.
Susan Armstrong
I'm really surprised. George rides that horse rather well.
Sammy the Copy Boy
He handles that piebald like a major.
Susan Armstrong
There's nothing repulsive about that little Bobby Brundage article either.
Windsor Appleton
She's real cute in that white buckskin out there.
Sammy the Copy Boy
Here we go.
Patience
First event, ladies and gentlemen, no more murder.
I
Your announcer is George Harvey.
Patience
Welcome to the Rancho Two Bar a Rodeo with his charming queen, Bobby Frundy.
Susan Armstrong
Mr. Appleton, please stop making those disgusting noises.
Patience
Later in the evening, Bobby will astound you with amazing feats of horsemanship and Western skill. Now, the first event, the bucking horse contest featuring.
Unnamed Cowboy Friend
Oh, I wish I was the Land of God. My goodness.
Susan Armstrong
He's bolting. The horse is bolting.
Patience
Whoa.
Bobby Brundage
They're bolting.
Unnamed Cowboy Friend
Whoa. Bolting. Ride him, cowboy. You're through, George. George will be killed. Phantom cowboy.
Sammy the Copy Boy
Phantom George is still on there.
Unnamed Cowboy Friend
Good boy, George. Good boy, George. Cowboy. Phantom Cowboy. Break him, break him, break him. I'm losing my. I mean, ride him, George. Ride him, George.
Susan Armstrong
Murder.
Patience
Flop.
Susan Armstrong
Attaboy, cowboy. We love you. We love you.
I
Stop.
Sammy the Copy Boy
The horse is standing still.
Windsor Appleton
But why is George still going up and down?
Susan Armstrong
He's won.
Unnamed Cowboy Friend
Come on, let's go down. Congratulate him.
Susan Armstrong
George. You were just wonderful out there.
I
We're proud of you, Georgie boy.
Unnamed Cowboy Friend
You're a man after my own heart.
Windsor Appleton
Wait a minute. So am I. Bobby, put her there.
Sammy the Copy Boy
Mr. Harvey.
Patience
Uhhuh.
Bobby Brundage
Please accept my apology for starting your host, the Bucket. I'm not mad at you anymore, George.
Susan Armstrong
How about coming over for dinner tonight?
Bobby Brundage
Buffet dinner.
Susan Armstrong
Standing up, that is.
Narrator
Our stars, Irene Dunn and Fred McMurray will be back in a moment.
Susan Armstrong
You really ride very well, George.
George Harvey
Well, thank you, Susan. Of course, I will say I learned the hard way. You know, this bridle path's a little different from the last place I rode a horse.
Susan Armstrong
Too bad Windsor and Bobby can't be here.
George Harvey
You know, I don't think they care. They're honeymooning in Prospect Park, Brooklyn.
Susan Armstrong
Who would have dreamed it? A Gate Appleton and a corn fed Bobby Brundage, both hailing from Brooklyn.
George Harvey
South Brooklyn.
Patience
Well, come on, Miss Armstrong man.
Narrator
I'll race you to the south corral.
Bobby Brundage
Right, cowboy.
Susan Armstrong
Spur up your horse. Horse, horse.
George Harvey
Once a cowhand, ma', am, always a.
Unnamed Cowboy Friend
Cowhand, I always say.
Narrator
Irene Dunn and Fred McMurray will be back next week in another exciting comedy adventure in the gay new series Bright Star. This is Wendell Niles inviting you to join us.
Windsor Appleton
Then.
Date: October 3, 2025
Host: Harold’s Old Time Radio
This episode of Bright Star, originally aired in 1953, centers on Susan Armstrong (Irene Dunn), editor of the Hillsdale Morning Star, and her ace reporter George Harvey (Fred McMurray). When a local rodeo and its mysterious star performer come to town, the Morning Star staff scramble for a scoop, only to find themselves caught up in mistaken identities, cowboy humor, newsroom antics, and a surprising twist: the “star cowboy” is actually a woman. The episode is a prime example of vintage radio comedy, blending sharp wit, wordplay, and farce as the characters navigate professional rivalry, Western clichés, and a tangle of personal relationships.
[00:00–01:28] The episode opens with the newsroom staff, especially Sammy the copy boy, urging Susan and George to focus less on theory and more on hot local news: the Two Bar A Rodeo.
Humorous debate ensues over word pronunciations (e.g., “rodeo’s” vs. “rodeos”, “grimace” vs. “grimace”), poking fun at journalistic pedantry.
Sammy: “It's all very well to get steeped at ears and theories, but we sell news. And rodeos are news. Or should I say noose?” (01:04)
Sammy reveals that the rodeo’s star, Bobby Brundage, is seeing the press at the General Grant Hotel—suggesting Susan and George cover the story.
[02:39–05:18] Susan heads to the hotel, but unknowingly interviews Windsor Appleton, a rival reporter posing as Bobby Brundage.
Windsor parodies the cowboy persona, hamming up his interview answers and flirting shamelessly with Susan.
Windsor Appleton: “You may quote me not once, not twice, not three times, but 20 times or as many quotes as you can get into my five gallon hat. There being four quotes to each and every gallon.” (03:31)
Susan: “Are you married, Bobby?” | Windsor: “No. And you sure are a pretty fairy.” (03:54)
After Susan leaves, Windsor, still posing as Brundage, calls his editor at the rival News paper, gloating over his prank.
[06:46–09:21] George and Susan meet the real Bobby Brundage—a woman—revealing the earlier mix-up.
Bobby is incensed at being misrepresented and threatens to sue the Morning Star for libel.
Bobby Brundage: “First of all, not even knowing that Bobby Brundage is a gal, and then bad mouthing poor little me something fierce.… I've already telephoned the other paper in town the News to tell them that I'm suing the Star.” (07:27, 07:41)
George, with a comic attempt at Western lingo, tries to smooth things over, attempting to dissuade Bobby from the lawsuit.
There’s comic camaraderie struck between George and Bobby as “fellow cowhands.”
[09:40–12:13] Bobby calls her attorney to threaten a lawsuit for $100,000, intent on “teaching them a lesson.”
Windsor Appleton apologizes to Susan for the prank and asks for a job at the Morning Star.
Windsor Appleton: “Well, if you lose, I'll pay the damages. I can afford it.” (11:38)
Susan: “I'm paying my own bills, thank you. And now you can go back to the News.” (11:41)
[14:08–15:33] George becomes Bobby’s rodeo manager and is appointed grand marshal, despite not knowing much about horses. Comic dialogue springs from saddle types and George’s reaction to riding a notorious horse named “Murder Plot.”
Bobby’s horse, Murder Plot, has a running gag: its ancestors were chased by Confederate cavalry—now, it gets jumpy at anything Southern.
Bobby Brundage: “Just one little thing about Murder Plot ancestor. His was chased by Hood's cavalry in the War between the States, so Murder Plot. He gets scary anytime something Southern happens.” (15:16)
George Harvey: “Well, I hope nobody whistles Dixie.” (15:28)
[15:45–21:34] The characters reveal insecurities and comic jealousies—Susan and George, Susan and Windsor, George and Bobby—a carousel of implied flirtations and misunderstandings.
George and Susan banter about ranches, money, and their own relationship, accented by comic misinterpretations (e.g., cufflinks engraved with “Bar A”) and lively interjections from Patience, a staff member.
Susan: “Do you have her name tattooed on your chest too?” (20:26) George: “It does not say Barbara on your chest. The cufflinks. The cufflinks. It says Bar.” (20:36)
[22:08–24:09] At the rodeo, George is forced to ride Murder Plot. The horse bolts ("He's bolting! The horse is bolting!" — Susan (23:04)), but George stays on in a slapstick spectacle.
Comic play-by-play ensues with Susan and friends cheering.
Susan Armstrong: “George will be killed. Phantom Cowboy.” (23:12) Sammy: “Phantom George is still on there.… Good boy, George. Cowboy. Phantom Cowboy. Break him Break him.… Ride him, George. Ride him, George.” (23:14)
George triumphs, now a local hero; Bobby forgives him and calls off the lawsuit.
Bobby Brundage: “Please accept my apology for starting your host of bucking. I'm not mad at you anymore, George.” (24:20)
[25:00–25:26] George and Susan reflect on the chaos and romance, joking about the pairing of Windsor Appleton and Bobby Brundage, both revealed to be from Brooklyn.
Susan Armstrong: “Who would have dreamed it? A Gate Appleton and a corn fed Bobby Brundage, both hailing from Brooklyn.” (25:17)
The episode ends with the suggestion everyone has found some happiness—on the range and back in the newsroom.
Sammy poking fun at serious news:
“It's all very well to get steeped at ears and theories, but we sell news. And rodeos are news. Or should I say noose?” (01:04)
Windsor Appleton’s outrageous cowboy act:
“You may quote me not once, not twice, not three times, but 20 times or as many quotes as you can get into my five gallon hat.” (03:31)
Susan’s exasperation after her ‘interview’:
“Listen, you just wait until I go to press with my story on the great Bobby Brundy.” (04:26)
The big gender reveal:
“First of all, not even knowing that Bobby Brundage is a gal, and then bad mouthing poor little me something fierce.… I'm gonna sue that Morning Star till it really moans.” (07:27, 07:39)
Comic Western lingo between George and Bobby:
“6 Gun George Harvey, Shake, Pardner.” (08:23)
On riding the infamous Murder Plot:
“His was chased by Hood's cavalry in the War between the States, so Murder plot. He gets scary anytime something Southern happens.” (15:16)
Slapstick at the rodeo:
“George will be killed. Phantom Cowboy.” —Susan (23:12)
“The horse is standing still.” —Sammy (23:55)
Bright Star epitomizes classic radio comedy, blending newsroom wit, Western parody, and high-spirited camaraderie. The dialogue is quick, clever, and loaded with playful jabs—each character sporting a distinct comic flair.
This episode is a perfect curtain-raiser for the joys of Old Time Radio—a lively script, sharp comedic timing, and the pure fun of mistaken identities and raucous newsroom life. Along the way, the characters skewer Western clichés and office politics, all in service of good humor and happy endings.