
The Danny Kaye Show 1945-06-01 (022) Danny has a Dream
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What do you think makes the perfect snack?
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Hmm. It's gotta be when I'm really craving.
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It and it's convenient.
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Could you be more specific?
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When it's cravinient.
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Okay.
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Like a freshly baked cookie made with real butter, available right down the street.
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At a.m. p.m. Or a savory breakfast.
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Sandwich I can grab in just a.
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Second at a.m. p.m.
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I'm seeing a pattern here.
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Well, yeah, we're talking about what I.
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Crave, which is anything from AM PM.
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What more could you want?
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Stop by AM PM where the snacks and drinks are perfectly craveable and convenient. That's cravenience. A.m. p. M. Too much. Good stuff.
This is the Danny Kay show with Harry James and his music makers.
Presented by Pabst Blue Ribbon, 33 fine brews blended into one great beer.
Yes, neighbors, for your entertainment, Pabst Blue Ribbon presents E Bar. Bob Jellison. The outstanding music of America's top band. Harry James and his music makers, yours truly, Ken niles. And those 33 fine talents blended into one great comedian, Danny Kaye.
Since being Danny Kaye's last broadcast of the current season, he's been very busy bringing his diary up to date. At the moment, he is making his last entries in his splendid Spencerian scrawl.
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Dear Diary, with Harry James due to take over the show for the summer, I threw a party for him last night and the rest of the cast needing the famous woman's touch, I asked Steve Arden to come over early and help me get things ready. Now, just before the gang arrived, Eve.
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Said to me, danny, you're so forgetful. We better go over this list I made out and see if everything's taken care of.
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Okay, Evie, start checking.
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Sandwiches all made, that's done. Silverware all polished, that's done. Rugs rolled back for dancing, that's done. Floors all waxed.
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That's done, too.
Well, let's get things going, Evie. We still have a lot to do. I'll tell you what. Look, while you move the piano into the living room, I'll get busy and stuff some olives, huh?
D
Well, don't bother, Danny. I'll carry the piano with one hand and stuff the olives with the other.
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Gee, thanks, Evie. I'll take it.
D
Evie, shall I lift the receiver for you?
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No, thanks. I'll manage. Hello?
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Hello, Danny? Danny, this is Ken Niles, and I just called to tell you I don't think I can come to your party tonight.
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Why not, Ken?
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Well, you live so far away from me, I don't think I can even find the Place.
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Oh, but Ken, it's so simple. Look, all you do is drive straight out Sunset Boulevard to Beverly Glen. Take the first turn to the left, go two blocks, then turn right. Oh, you know where the house is, Ken. Lana Turner lives right alongside.
I was only fooling, Ken. Lana Turner doesn't really live next door to me.
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Who does?
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Marjorie Maine.
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I'm sorry, Danny, I can't come over. I think. I don't think I'll be able to find the place.
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Aw, gee, Ken, I wish you'd try and make it. Really, Ken, it's going to be a wonderful party. We're serving Pabst Blue Ribbon beer.
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Where's the opener?
Good old Pabst Blue Ribbon.
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Oh. Oh, boy, somebody else is coming. I wonder who it is.
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I am James, the guest.
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Oh.
Well, hello, Harry. Thanks for coming over. And say, I see you brought Kitty Callan and all the boys in the band with it. Hiya, gang.
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Hiya, Daddy.
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Danny, that tromboom player is always late.
D
That's what you get for stealing musicians from Phil Harrod.
A
Say, Harry, why didn't Betty come with you? Oh, she's home baking a cake. Oh, gee, it must be wonderful coming home at night and having Betty Grable kiss you on the cheek. And then you walk into dinner with Betty Grable and sit across from Betty Grable and then have Betty Gravel serve you cakes she made with her own little hands. Oh, I don't know. It's not such good cake.
I'm certainly glad your band boys are making themselves right at home. They're a swell bunch of guys, Harry. I really enjoyed working with them. There's hope and yak and zeppel Twitter, Holland Crocker, Katchadourian dipper wiper. But who's that little fella standing in the corner?
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Oh, that's Joe.
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I never can remember his name.
Say, Evie, I've got to go in the kitchen and take a look at the food. So will you sort of mix around and see that everybody has a good time?
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Oh, I'll.
D
I'm glad to, Danny. I think I'll start on Harry James drummer. He's just sitting there all by himself. Hello there, drummer boy.
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Hey, slick chick. Snag a stool and you can beat your guns in some solid riff notes with the old rim shot chest.
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Huh?
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You know, baby, you're a solitudie and a beauty to booty.
D
What?
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You beat my socks and curl my lashes and I can really latch onto you, babe, we could really dig together. Cause you and I speak the same Language.
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Well, don't tell my folks. They think I'm an American.
Order sandwiches.
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Ice cream. Harry, what are you doing with that apron on? I am James the butler. Hey.
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Hey, gang, let's play Post Office, huh? How about it, Danny?
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Post Office. Love that game. I'll tell you what we'll do. We'll streamline it, huh? I'll turn out the lights and everybody kisses the person nearest them. Stick by me easy.
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I'm right next to you. Go ahead, Danny.
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Here go the lights.
Oh, boy, I got a good one. Where'd you learn to pucker like that?
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I am James the trumpet player.
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Quick, turn out the lights. There's been a gruesome error.
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Say, Danny, instead of playing silly games, I think we ought to have some real entertainment. Now, why don't you sing something?
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Sing something. Sing something. Every time I go to a party they ask me to sing something they never ask me to play the zither or recite the shooting of Dan McGrew they never let me do my card trick or saw a woman in half.
They always ask me to sing something.
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Sing something Oh, Danny, don't take it so much to heart. Now, what would you like to do?
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Sing something.
And I'd like to sing the song that my gal Sylvia wrote for my new picture.
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Introducing Bally Boogie from the fourth counting Samuel Goldman production Wonder Man.
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Oh, thank you, Tim. Thanks for the plug. With the expert assistance of Kay Thompson and the boys, we'll run through a chorus or two of Bally Boogie.
Somewhere off the course of Java fell a little piece of lava that grew up to be the island known as Bali.
Lolli Bali la la Every native girl of saga like the Farmer's daughter order and for dancing there are simply all their dolly.
LOL but they hadn't seen a new step since Methuselah did the two step on the right submarine island off deep from jive they were closeted till a stall deposited on their beach A jive and jack from lower basin sweet so he took their native movements Added in the groove improvements and here's the way it's played on the bobbly hickory.
Aca boy My AKA Boeing Boeing AKA cock a reed beat like a boing Boeing AKA cock a life dive a hakatoot.
A waka song song a waka slick lick a waka song song a waka head step a walk a song song a waka laka choo choo chattanoogie bally boogie now if you can't dig the chatter with the greatest of these it really doesn't matter. Is the translation, please. Jock batanka boy waka wa a waka cha in front of me shoots the lava to me.
It really doesn't matter. His friendly play Jack.
Shoot the pinky to me stinky.
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Hey, this is really a swell party, Danny.
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Well, thank you, Ken. Are you enjoying yourself?
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Oh, I'm having a wonderful time. And if you'd only let me serve the drinks, my evening would be perfect.
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Okay. Go right ahead, Ken.
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Oh, thanks. What will you have, Evie?
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Have Blue Ribbon, of course.
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Here you are. And you, Harry?
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I'll have a Paps Blue Ribbon, too.
B
Oh, here you are. And you, sir?
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I'll have Ginger ale.
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Raider.
Well, I'm sorry, Danny. Maybe I shouldn't have been so impulsive.
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That's quite all right. Cannot have done the same thing.
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But you see, on an occasion of this sort, when good friends get together, everybody calls for Pabst Blue Ribbon. Why, this great beer just seems to have good fellowship blended right into it. And that word, blended is the secret of the delicious mellow smoothness you find in Pabst Blue Ribbon. You see, Pabst is more than just another beer. It's the blended beer. Full flavor, blended from never less than 33 fine brews. Why, there just isn't any other way except blending to ensure that grand, even flavor that day in and day out. Goodness. That makes Pat's Blue Ribbon truly a great beer. So order it with confidence and serve it with pride. But no matter where you go, there is no finer beer than the blended beer.
Good old Pabst blue ribbon.
The McDonald's snack wrap is back. You brought it back. Ranch snack wrap? Spicy snack wrap. You broke the Internet for a snack? Snack wrap is back.
E
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Well, since this party is in your honor, Harry, I think it's about time we heard from you. So, fellas and gals, let's put on our dancing shoes while Harry James and his music makers take us through the swingy paces of King Porter's dance.
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Dear diary, Friday.
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In my dream, I.
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Could see a radio studio.
Try to do anything artistic on this program.
Anyhow my nightmare continued. I dreamed I was about to do a play in which I was going to act the characters of Daniel. Okay, Inspector Hijk, Danny Kewpie, K. And Donovitz Gaeoff.
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As our nightmare opens, we find Danny Kaye in the role of Daniel. Okay, the pride of the New York police force, just entering his apartment.
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N A G E I R R A H spells Nagira. That's Harrigan spelled backwards.
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Daniel. Daniel. Okay, where are you?
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I'm at the back door. Oh, me feet are killing me. I've been pounding the bait all day long.
D
Well, why don't you take off your shoes?
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Oh, that I will, me darling, that I will.
Ah, these shoes are a perfect fit. But look at them. Poor tired fit. I'd better count me toes and see if there are there. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7.
D
All right, now count the other foot.
A
Wait a minute. I ain't through with this one. 8, 9, 10, 11. Oh, what a day I've had. What a day. About two o' clock a report came into the precinct that a little boy by the name of Danny Copycay was missing.
D
Mercy. Did they find him?
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Oh, no, no, no. We put out a drag net to pick up every suspicious looking character in town.
D
Who did you get?
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Your Uncle Tim and four other panhandlers. The police department has given up the case.
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Xtree. Xtree Police give up search for Danny qpk Extreme extra. Inspector H I J K of Scotland.
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Yard now working on Danny QPK disappearance.
Hello, Inspector HRJK speaking. What? Yeah, What? Oh yes. What? Oh yes. Are you there?
Inspector, a house has just been robbed at 23 S. Maple Road and I'd feel a lot safer if you were on the case. Who is this? The owner? No, the robber.
The impudence of the bloated blighter. What is it? Blighted bloater. Blotted blatter. Bleated bluter. Chopped liver. Oh, that doesn't sound anything like it at all, does it, eh? What?
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There's the telephone, Inspector.
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What?
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I said there's the telephone, Inspector.
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Well, what's the telephone inspector doing here?
There's nothing wrong with this telephone. Why didn't send for him?
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I mean, the telephone is ringing.
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Oh, blast the telephone. Do you hear me, Sergeant Niles? Blast the telephone.
Bully, old chap. Bully. A bull's eye bully. Well, back to the case at hand. Where's the body, Inspector?
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There is no body. What?
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No body?
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No Inspector. K. You're working on the case of the missing boy.
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Very well, Sergeant. I'll Solve the case immediately. Hand me the sodium phosphate.
Now hand me the potassium bicarbonate. Fine. Very good. Now a dash of oxohydro carbosulfate.
There we are. Sergeant, take this down to headquarters immediately.
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What is it?
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That is the solution. Amazing.
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Nightmare.
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As the antsy Danny jumpy k. Still.
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Missing $10,000 reward offered by great movie producer Donovich KR.
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Secretary.
Secretary.
Did you hear that? I. Donovich kaoff. I'm offering $10,000 reward to find the missing boy.
D
Oh, that's wonderful, Mr. Koff. You have such a great soul and such a kind heart.
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Also, I got a weak liver. Secretary Kaof has a sensational idea. When I find this boy, I will star him in a super colossal short. Short.
I will star him in a super colossal short.
D
Trip.
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Who wrote this section here?
I will make him this picture in technicakkle color.
His story will be as great as those other famous child stories. Ockelborst, Finn.
Horatio, algebra.
And goodbye, Mr. Fish and Chips.
D
But, Mr. Kaoh, where are you going to get the $10,000?
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Secretary, you have a very interesting point, especially at the top of your head.
But you are right. You are absolutely right. Which will I find first, the $10,000 or the boy? If I find the boy, where will I get the $10,000? And if I get the $10,000, who needs that little stinker?
Oh, boy. Everybody thinks I'm missing.
D
Hello, little boy.
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Hello, blondie.
D
What's your name?
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I'm Danny Cupycane. I'm three and a half years old. My mother loves my father, my sister ran away with the iceman. The roof is leaking, my dogs got fleas, and my grandmother lost her teeth playing pinochle.
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Do you want to live with us?
Say, little boy, did anybody ever tell you that you looked very much like Danny Kaye? Yes.
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When I was born, my father said, this boy looks just like Danny Kay. Then he took me out and drowned me.
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He drownded you? Yes.
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For 10 years I lived on the bottom of the sea, and I married a mermaid, and we raised little octopopy pussies.
D
Now, wait a minute. Did you say your name was Danny QPK Yes. Then you're the little boy that everybody's searching for.
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Oh, no.
D
Yes, you are. And I'm taking you to the police station with me right this minute.
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Police station? You can't lock me up.
D
Why not?
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Because you can't see me.
D
I can't see you?
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Uh, I'm invisible.
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Come along, now.
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I'm invisible. Oh, I'm invisible. That's what I am. Oh, me fates are killing me. Secretary. Secretary. Where is my secretary? Blast you, Sergeant Niles. Blast you.
Danny.
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Danny, wake up.
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Wake up. Where am I? What happened? What happened?
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Take it easy now.
Danny. You've been dreaming. You had a nightmare.
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Oh, and what a nightmare.
B
Well, no wonder you had a nightmare with that mixture you ate at the party.
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Oh, I don't know. All I had was just lobster, a little ice cream, Welsh rabbit, fried onions, a strawberry shortcake, Spanish omelette, Boston cream pie, chopped liver, six hamburgers, a marshmallow sundae and an oyster stew with a cherry on it.
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Well, no wonder.
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Yeah, I never should have eaten that, Cher.
D
That was quite a dream Danny had, wasn't it, Ken?
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Yeah, I'll say it was. You know, Evie, I was frightened by a horrible nightmare myself the other night.
D
Yes, I know. I saw you with her.
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No, I meant the night before that. It was horrible. I. I dreamt that I went into a restaurant. I had a big, thick 3 inch steak, a baked potato with gobs of butter in it. And all through the dinner, a beautiful cigarette girl kept pestering me to buy cigarettes.
D
Well, what's so horrible about that dream?
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They had no Pabst Blue Ribbon.
D
Oh, I see. And I'll bet you woke up screaming.
B
Oh, yes, I did. Why, a meal like that just isn't complete without a tall, cool, delicious bottle of Pabst Blue Ribbon. In fact, Pabst is the perfect beer with any meal because it's the blended beer. Full flavor, blended from never less than 33 fine brews. Furthermore, there isn't any other way except blending to achieve that wonderful Pabst flavor, that smooth, even goodness, that cherry sparkle and tang. Yes, it's the most appetizing flavor that ever flowed from a bottle. And just one sip of it will make you say, this really is one of the world's great beers. So order it with confidence and serve it with pride, for no matter where you go, there is no finer beer.
Than the blended beer. Good old Pabst Blue Ribbon.
Well, Danny, you've almost completed your first cycle on the air. How do you feel about radio, huh?
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Well, Ken, fortunately, a very close collaborator of mine named Sylvia Fine set my thoughts about radio to the music of Sir Arthur Sullivan. And this is what we're saying.
The radio, to me, will always be a major miracle. My feelings on the subject are distinctly panegyrical. I never can accept it as a very simple case at all that lots of people know me though they've never seen my face at all my ego it might fatten on that kind of mental dieting. Accepting for a factor that can really be disquieting. You polish up your jokes until they're really sharp and glistening.
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You do a show but never know.
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If anyone is listening.
At last you get a letter saying someone's heard a part of it. They didn't hear the end but only listen to the start of it. They very much regret that all attention had to terminate because of an electric bulb. Their little brother Herman, eight.
But really it's terrific this invention that Marconi made. A girl who weighs 290 can't be acted by a boney maid. Where fashion shows a stage without the benefit of gown effects and you can get to China via 5 and tens and sound effects. And then you sit and listen to a blood and thunder mystery youy're frayed around the edges and your nerves are hot and blistery. At last there comes a. A sequence they get really controversial in.
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They go ahead and stop at dead.
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And drag that old commercial in.
But if my sponsor's listening I don't mean to be rude at all. Cause there is one commercial that I really don't include at all. When Kenneth now's a squibbon Bought a bottle of blue ribbon Mr. Sponsor he'll go on so cost of that I don't elude at all.
But now, alas the time has come for me to take my leave of you. But if you think I'm gone for good that really is naive of you. It's only for the summertime and I will see you all again When August and July go by and autumn starts to fall again A gentle sentimental au revoir I like to bid you all collectively respectively to every individual but here's some gay news don't go away news can't wait till I spring it out Till I return the hep concern of Harry James we'll swing it out.
And so I say goodbye.
Goodbye.
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Goodbye.
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And incidentally.
So as I said before I say goodbye and blow a kiss to you. But then on second thought Perhaps I really should say this to you. Until the early fall again Until I see you all again I better say again once more A thing I never said before. Goodbye.
Well, Danny.
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Danny, before you officially close the. I was just saying it's nothing at all. I wanted to say that.
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Go ahead.
B
Nothing at all really, that's all I said I want.
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I just said nothing at all.
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Danny, before you officially close the pages of your radio diary until next fall I again want to remind all our neighbors that our PAT Blue Ribbon show goes on all summer and that there's great music in store for everybody because Harry James, his singers and his music makers will be on the job every week until you come back. That's right, Harry.
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That's right, Ken. And we're going to do as many of our broadcasts as possible from army and Navy Hustle. Oh, that's great, Harry. And now I'd like to take a minute to thank all of my associates for their contributions to our show. It was a real pleasure to know and work with all the members of our cast. Evie Arden, Bob Jellison, Ken Niles, and of course, Harry James and his boys. Also, a deep bow of appreciation to our authors, Jay Summers, Jack Harvard, Stanley Davis, Elon Packard, and Bobby Fine, and to our producer and man behind the controls, Dick Mac. So until we all meet again in the fall, all I have to say is.
Good night. Bye. Bye.
B
This program is directed by Dick Mack and is brought to you by the Pat's Brewing Company of Milwaukee, Wisconsin and Peoria, Illinois.
This is tbs, the Columbia Broadcasting System.
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Podcast Summary: Harold’s Old Time Radio — The Danny Kaye Show 1945-06-01 (022): “Danny Has a Dream”
Release Date: December 9, 2025
This episode features a classic broadcast of The Danny Kaye Show from June 1, 1945, marking the end of its season. The show is framed around Danny Kaye hosting a farewell party as Harry James and his band prepare to take over the timeslot for the summer. The episode mixes comedic sketches, lighthearted musical numbers, and a hilarious dream sequence, all delivered in Kaye’s signature fast-paced, playful style. It wraps up with warm goodbyes, a song about the magic of radio, and plenty of appreciation for the whole cast.
This extended sketch is the comedic highlight, structured as a surreal radio drama inside Danny’s dream:
This classic episode is a showcase of Danny Kaye’s rapid-fire wit, musical comedy, and affectionate send-offs. The episode’s warmth, zaniness, and playful interaction among cast members provide a nostalgic window into mid-century radio comedy. Its blend of sketches, songs, and improvisational energy make it an endearing listen for old time radio fans, perfectly capturing the communal spirit of radio’s golden age.
For Next Week:
Harry James and his Music Makers will entertain through the summer season, including special broadcasts for the troops—promising more music, fun, and Golden Age radio charm!