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McCrispy strips are now at McDonald's. I hope you're ready for the most dippable chicken in McDonald's history. Dip it in all the sauces. Dip it in that hot sauce in your bag. Dip it in your McFlurry. Your dip is your business. McCrispy strips at McDonald's. The Chevrolet program starring Jack Benny with Frank Black and his orchestra. Frank Black opens the program with Roll up the Carp. Last week, my friends, I directed your attention to that big, striking Chevrolet poster. Now on all the billboards, every minute someone buys a Chevrolet. Ladies and gentlemen, that statement is incorrect. Tonight I take pleasure in informing you that since the Chevrolet poster was prepared. Chevrolet sales have shown such an increase that instead of every minute someone buys a Chevrolet, it should be every 40 seconds someone buys Chevrolet. Now that, mind you, is every 42nd night and day. And here are the figures to back it up. During the months of May, Chevrolet dealers reported the sale of over 65,700 cars and trucks. That's 17,500 better than May 1932. 11,800 better than April of this year. Naturally, Chevrolet is grateful to the American public for making such a record possible. A record which exceeds by 1000 cars a day. The May production of any builder of automobiles. And everybody knows why. Chevrolet is the only car giving Fisher bodies. No draft, ventilation, fine performance, proved dependability and unexpelled economy. At prices as low as $445 fob flint. That's why today more than ever before. Chevrolet is the world's largest builder of automobile. It. And now, Jack Benny. Hello again. This is Jack Benny the Earth Galloper coming to you with all the late news events. And tonight we have a big surprise for you where I want to give you a full description of the Smelling Bear fight which was not broadcast last night. We have here our own film of this famous fight held at the Yankee Stadium where the New York Yankees play baseball. While at Home Run the film. Hank. The preliminaries are over and Schmeling and Bear are now in the center of the ring taking their instructions. What a crowd, folks. 60,000 people, 30 vacant seats. Primo Carnera walks in and the 30 seats are filled. Carnera sits down and 2,000 people behind him get up and go home. Ah, what a crowd. Here goes the bell for the first round. Melling and Bear walk to the center of the ring. Bear looked confident and Melling looked German. They are fiddling around for a minute and there they go. Bear starts off with a hard right to smelling Jaw. And Bear counters with a hard right to Smelling Jaw. Ah, what's this? Smelling sends a hard chin to Bear's right. Bear swings a wild right to Smelling Jaw. And Bear comes back with a wild right to Smelling jaw. Smelling's jaw seemed surprised as it didn't even know that Bear was in town. They are both mixing in the center of the ring as the round ends. Smelling's round and Howard Craney. The Chevrolet motor car is the finest. Round two. Both men step to the center of the ring and exchange blows. What a crowd at the Yankee Stadium. Sharkey is here, sitting right over second base. Gene Tunney is also here, sitting over first base. Bear sends a long left to Smelling, sending Sharkey to third and Tunney to second. None out and Bear still at bat. What a game in the outfield. We see Lefty Grove warming up for Germany and Smelling still catching. As the bell rings. Ruth and Gehrig are seen walking through the dugout. And Howard Clady. Chevrolet motor car is the most economical car in World War three. At the start of this round, Bear makes a mad rush at Smelling. But Smelling tosses a right to his nose. And Bear starts singing California, Here I come. He sees Jimmy Melton become self conscious and lands a right to smelling temple. What a blow. Watch out, Bear. Four feet lower would have been a foul. Bear takes command again. He's much bigger than Moxie. What a mountain Bear is. Bear Mountain. Get it, folks? Ah, that was good. Smelling leads a right. What's that? What's that? Another. Another fight breaks out of the ringside. Another five. Oops. Who is it? They tell me it's between a taxi driver and a tailor. Well, folks, now we have a double header at the good old Yankee Stadium. The tailor lands a right to the taxi driver's jaw. Melling blocks it and forces the left the bear's chin. Bear sends a wicked right to the tailor. And the tailor sends a wicked note to his lawyer for a triple play. Lawyer to Smelling to Bear. What's this? Bear sends a dozen assorted rights to Smelling Jaw. While we weren't looking, he sends another right to his head, a right to the heart and a right to the liver. As there are no more places for Bear's right, he rings the bell, ending the third round. Now, the next six rounds were Nip and truck. Bear Nip and smelling Truck. And as there was nothing outstanding in these six rounds, I'll tell you a story. Once upon a time, there were three little bears. Mama Bear, Papa Bear and Maxie Bear. They all lived in the woods. So one day, Poppy Bear said to Maxie Bear, round 10. Bear opens this round with a rock right to Smelling deer and are left to the jaw. Melling counters with a nasty look. Bear resents this and starts fouling. The referee warns Bear. Bear warn, Smelling, Smelling warns Sharkey. And Sharkey leaves the stadium. Bear is now mad and sends another righteous smelling jaw in the left of the head. They are now missing it. Right, left. Right, left. Right, left. Company false. What a parade. Bear looks at his watch, remembers he has a date. And there he goes, forcing Smelling to the rope. Ah, what a chance for a cigar program. He turns two rights and a left a Smelling's head. And Smelling goes down with a count of nine. 1, 2, 3, 6, 7, 8. Are you hurt, smelling? Nine. He gets up at the count of nine, but it's too weak to carry on. And the referee steps in and announces. Max, they're the winner. Which is a surprise to everyone. Now, Frank Black, who bet on Smelling, will try and play Somebody stole Gabriel Thorne. Play, Frank. Did you hear that, folks? That's a continuation of our misery. A mystery. Who killed Mr. X? The great penthouse. Now, for the benefit of our new listeners, let me give you a brief synopsis of what happened. Mr. X was found dead in his penthouse. He was discovered hanging in midair from a chandelier dangling from a long rope. Mary, did you find out where the rope came from? Yes, Jack. We kind of gobbled shoelaces, Janet. Oh, well, disregard that, huh? Now, dim your lights, folks. Get ready for thrills, romance, adventure and the boogeyman. Not yet, Frank. Besides, I'm not suing anything. It's a mystery. Hey, Mr. Benny, when do we at this page? One mystery at a time, please. Remember, folks, last week we took the tape in the hands of Sherlock Holmes and nothing happened. And if he takes Sherlock in advance, we'll have to give him another chance. And those of you who have given Chevrolet chance in the wit there is no mystery attached to it as a foxtrot claim who is always on the trail of a flummo. They'll have to pardon me while I put on my makeup. Now, I'm still at home, you know. Now, while we are preparing for this far sweet mystery of life which has nothing to do with our mystery. Ah, sweet mystery of life at last I found thee I know at last the secret of it all all the longing, seeking, striving, waiting, yearning, abounding hope, the joy and might feel that is love and love the world is seeking and it is love and Long easy. And so it is love alone that rules far Sa. That was all sweet mystery of life Hung by James Mel. And now we take you again to the study of Sherlock Holmes. Who is working out some new clues in hopes for a speedy arrest of the murderer of Mr. Direct. The old Mon. Sherlock Holmes. Night. It's me and the motor still unsolved. What seems to be the trouble? S. I never saw you act like this before. Very mysterious. We interrupt this program to bring you an important Wayfair message. Wayfair's got style tips for every home. This is Nicole Byer helping you make those rooms flyer. Today's style tip. When it comes to making a statement, Treat bold patterns like neutrals. Go wild like an untamed animal. Print area rug under a rustic farmhouse table. From wayfair.com Ooh. Fierce. This has been your Wayfarer style tip to keep those interiors superior. Wayfair. Every style. Every home. With the platinum card unlock. Over 1500 dollars back in value annually on select purchases across travel, entertainment and dining. Platinum card membership for a trip that's next level. Learn more at americanexpress.com Explore-platinum Terms apply. Bring me my piano. The final copy took to the bay this morning. Then give me my violin. Ah, no use. No use, Roxanne. I will never learn stuff. Then why don't you try Rochester or Albany? Albany. Fine. How does it go? Albany. Why not take Albany? Watson. Watson. An idea. An idea just struck me. An idea just struck me. You couldn't loan me $10, could you? You're wonderful. How did you get it? I felt it. Is anybody here? Was there anybody here to see me today? Yes, please tell us. What's their name, sir? Arthur Cohen and Doyle. Very good, Lawson. You better let me get a laugh or you won't be on the program next week. That's Helen. Hello? Hello. This is Owens in Boston in corporate. You want to speak to Mr. Owens? Wait. I'll connect you with a bathtub. I'm not taking a bath, Mary. Well, you should be here. It's for you. Who is it? Preacher X. He wants to know how you're doing with his case. Give me that phone. Correct. Yes. Yes. We'll find the man who murdered you. Just keep your shirt on. You'll get a report. What's the address? All right. Goodbye. Go down to the address, Mary. Box 32, Evergreen Cemetery. See? He lives right next door to my great grandfather. Mary, see what is. Be on your toes. Boxing. Who do you wish to see, sir? Mr. Holmes. I've got some News for you. Let him in. Well, young man, what can I do for you? I have a clue to the murder of Mr. X. You have a clue, eh? Who are you? I'm a school pigeon. Oh, a school pigeon, eh? Sit down. Mary, get him a stool. Here you are. Here you are, Mr. Cooper. Mary, lock the door, close the window and pull down the blind. Now tell me, who do you think kills Mr. X? Well, give me $5 and I'll tell all I know. For $5. Dave. Mary, have you. Certainly not. Boston? No. How much do you. How much do you want to sell? All $5. Here's 50 cents. Just gimme a rough idea. Well, you're a new customer. I'll take it. Now, what's your clue to the murder of Mr. X? Well, I saw a fella flying over the penthouse less than a week ago. He looked very suspicious. He was flying over 200 miles an hour and he couldn't stop until he got to Oslo, Norway. Oslo, Norway? Yes. And when he turned around and saw me looking, he left quickly from Moscow. Yes, yes, yes, yes, go on. And as soon as I got to Moscow, he left the side barrier. How did you keep up with him? Don't tell anybody. A Chevrolet, Mary, a Chevrolet. It was a Chevrolet, folks. The most dependable car in the low price field. And now, Mr. Pigeon, your face looks very familiar. What did you do before you became a team? Ah, you. I thought so. I thought so. Now tell me one more thing. Did you get the name of this aviator? Yes, his name is Jimmy Mata. Oh, matter name. Botson, put down that psych. Get me my airplane. There's no time to lose. We'll follow him to the ends of the world. But Riz Sirloin, how did you figure he could have killed Mr. Ed by flying over the penthouse? Well, I'll tell you about them. All those aviators carry sandwiches. He may have had a three decker sandwich and dropped her. And that would kill anybody. Phillip, you're a bear. Boston, you're smelling. Get the aeroplane. Here you are, sir. All we got is a tri motor plane. What's a tri motor plane? Jack plane with four motors. Botson, spin the propeller. Ah, Boston, you've got her in great shape. What is that? The left V fell off. Do we need it? Yes, I'll have to fix it. I've got a safety soon. Not yet. That's in the next scene. I'm only rehearsing. Oh, come on, come on, let's go. Get in. Watson, are you coming along? Mary, are we going up in the air? Yes. Well, wait till I get my air. Never mind, Ed. Get in. All right, all right. Get ready. Be careful, Harry. Be careful. Happy landing. I found it. It is three hours late, Sheriff. Holmes and Watson are still on the trail of the murderer of Mr. X. How fast are we going, Watson? 600 miles an hour. 600 miles and I'm only in second. We're certainly going fast. What country is this we're passing? England. What country? You're too late. France. Look, Sherlock, somebody left us tackling on the ground pack nothing at the Eiffel Tower. Verloc, you're colossal. Hallelujah, you're a boss boxer. I'm afraid we're running out of gas. Don't worry, I just put a quarter in the meter. Good work. Look, look, look. We're cauching the Russian border. So quick. Remember this is a half hour program. Look. Look up. There's another airplane. You're right, fella. Maybe that's the man we want. Get closer. Hello. Hel. See you folks. Ryan Glass. What are you doing in Russia? I need two more men for my orchestra. Hello, Frank. See you when we get back. Are you all right, Mary back there? Yes, Charlie. See? This is certainly a wonderful night for flying. Look how bright the moon is. Hello. Round, shiny. Why don't you come down sometime? Fernish. Fernand. There's another plane ahead of us. What plane? That one straight in front of us. That's a mosquito on your nose. Oh, I was wondering why it bit me. Watson, put down that cloud. What are you doing with that cloud in your hand? For the tilma lining. Locke. Isn't that another plane ahead of us? He's right, fella. Esther, do you see it? Yes. That might be our man, Jimmy Matter. Pull him alongside him. Hello. Hello. Are you Jimmy Matter? Oh, I'm Jimmy Mountain. Well, that's fair enough. Did you kill Mr. Epson? No. You asked me that last week. Pardon me, Buxton. Buxton's getting awfully foggy now. Yes, sir. Let's be careful. I'm afraid. I'm afraid to go further. I think we get a turn back. Don't bother. It's foggy on this side too. There's a storm coming up and the fog is getting wet. You're right. You're right. Boston five feet ahead of me. Who killed Mr. X? Never mind X. I've got my own trouble. Oh, what was that? The other one dropped off. You see folks, this couldn't happen in the Chevrolet as it just faints dependable and does everything but fly. We're in terrible danger. Botswana. Botswana. I can't control the stick. Oh, there goes the propeller. How are we on gas? The tank is dry. Well, good night, folks. Next week, ladies and gentlemen, we will continue our mystery. Who killed Mr. X and what happened to Holmes, Botson and Mary and smelling right. Watson, play prank, Sam. There are just as many flowers, just as many trees. There are just as many movies I need for you that are just as many birdies singing melodies that I just as many s that are remember that you have summer. I lost his money, sweetheart. S.A. a century of Progress Exposition, ladies and gentlemen, it's off to a grand and glorious start. Everybody's excited about it, talking about it, planning and figuring how and when to go. And nearly every person who's been to Chicago comes back with the same enthusiastic story. Chevrolet has stolen the whole show. That perfectly amazing World Fair factory of Chevrolets in which cars are built right before your eyes is a fascinating sight. 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