heard.
They're coming over to see you now,
I guess.
Did you hear about it, Grandpa?
We maybe all have to move.
Who said so?
Everyone's talking about it.
Somebody's buying up everything here.
They've been trying to buy it up
for a factory.
My landlord told me
that they offered him a lot of money.
Nobody wants to move. You know that.
-Emil put up some new shelves. Cost $60.
-I've been here for 20 years.
-I think we ought to see somebody about it.
-Wait a minute. Don't get excited.
We've all been neighbors for a long time.
I know that.
But if they're buying this property up
for a factory...
...they'll need every foot of ground,
won't they?
I guess so.
Well, now, suppose I won't sell my place.
What are they going to do?
-That's right, you own your place.
-Sure, I do.
They're going to need it, too.
You bet they will, and it'll take more
than money to make me sell my property.
Go on, get back to work and stop cluttering
up the street, or we'll all be arrested.
We sure need more displays this year.
We've got nothing exciting enough.
Mr. Sycamore, if I may suggest,
why not the "Russian Revolution"?
There's plenty of fireworks there.
The "Russian Revolution,"
clash of the colors, the reds and whites.
You've hit on something brilliant.
I don't understand.
A letter for me? Must be some mistake.
It had your name on it.
Where is it?
-I don't know. Where's Grandpa's letter?
-What, dear?
I said, where's that letter
that came for Grandpa last week?
Last week?
I don't know.
I remember seeing the kittens with it.
-Who was it from? Did you notice?
-The United States Government.
Really? I wonder what they want.
There was one before that
that came from the same people.
I can't imagine
what they'd be writing to me for.
You could put your printing
to some practical use.
Wait a minute.
I've got another idea.
-That wasn't very loud, was it?
-We can get it louder than that.
What is your idea, Mr. Poppins?
-Well, may I tell it?
-Yes.
Go back to work, Jim. Go back to work.
Why shouldn't Ed print about fireworks
and put it in the candy boxes?
That would advertise the Revolution,
wouldn't it?
Say, "Watch for the Revolution.
It's coming soon." How's that?
"Watch for the Revolution.
It's coming soon." I can use my big type.
We've got plenty of these Red Flags.
You can write about them.
The Red Flag will sweep the country.
"Get your Red Flag from Sycamore."
Ed made up a beautiful song today
by Chopin.
Hello, Miss Alice.
Anybody get hurt when the ceiling fell in?
"Forks on the left, forks on the left, Rheba"
"Get your Red Flag from Sycamore."
How does it sound, Alice?
Gather around, everybody.
It's the town crier.
-The town crier.
-What is it?
Gather around, everybody.
Where's Grandpa?
I have an announcement to make.
-What is it?
-A young man is calling for me.
Is that all, Alice?
-Maybe he's a special young gentleman.
-You may go to the head of the class.
What's special about him?
Has he got horns or something?
-Maybe he's handsome like Ed.
-I'd better put a tie on.
-Where'd you meet him?
-Better set another place.
No. Mother, we're going out.
I thought he'd better take you in easy doses.
Mother, please don't read any of your plays
to him the first time he comes...
...because I like him.
Essie, I wouldn't dance for him
if I were you...
...because we're going
to the Monte Carlo Ballet later.
-Does anybody know what time it is?
-It was 5:00 about two hours ago, wasn't it?
Oh, never mind.
-Where's Grandpa?
-He's upstairs.
Incidentally, the young man's name is Tony
Kirby. Let me know the minute he comes.
Tony Kirby? Say, that's the boss' son.
Really?
Yes, and she told me
they've made him vice president.
Isn't that wonderful?
We could have the wedding right here
in this room.
Now, wait a minute, Penny.
-This is the first time he's called for the girl.
-You only called for me once.
-Young folks are different nowadays.
-I don't know.