- Mr. Poppins is going to stay with us awhile.
- Oh, really? How wonderful!
Just for a short time. You see...
That's what i thought, that day
nine years ago when i delivered the ice.
Nine years ago?
You were the ice man.
- Mr. Poppins makes up things.
- Really?
You do?
Say, that's wonderful!
- Did you make that all by yourself?
- Yes.
That beats all.
- I have other ideas, too. Better ones.
- You have?
- Let's go down to the shop.
- You have a shop? That's marvelous.
Mrs. Penny...
Mrs. Penny...
...why don't you write a play
about "ism" mania?
- "Ism" mania?
- Yes, sure.
You know, communism, fascism...
...voodooism,
everybody's got an "ism" these days.
- I thought it was an itch or something.
- Well, it's just as catching.
When things go a little bad nowadays,
you go out and get yourself an "ism"...
...and you're in business.
I got it.
It might help Cynthia to have an "ism"
in the monastery.
Yes, it might at that.
Only give her Americanism.
Let her know something about Americans.
John Paul Jones, Patrick Henry,
Samuel Adams.
Washington, Jefferson, Monroe.
Lincoln, Grant, Lee, Edison and Mark Twain.
When things got tough with those boys,
they didn't run around looking for "isms."
Lincoln said, "With malice toward none,
with charity for all."
Nowadays they say, "Think the way i do
or i'll bomb the daylights out of you."
Why don't you go back
to your war play, Mrs. Sycamore?
- I like that one best.
- Really, Rheba? Well, maybe i will.
Hello. Miss Alice Sycamore, please.
You know, every once in a while
i get a very strange sensation.
I seem to hear a ringing in my ears.
Me, too. I thought for a moment
it was the telephone.
Yeah.
I hear voices, too.
Voices that say, "If you don't kiss her soon,
you're a chump."
You know, if i were really clever, i could answer
the phone without the use of my hands.
I saw it done in a circus once.
Good.
That's wonderful.
I bet you'd be a sensation on a trapeze.
-Mr. Anthony Kirby Junior's office.
-Now, that's clever the way you say that.
Hello, Rheba.
No, Rheba.
Were you ever in a monastery?
No, but i'm the fellow
that got caught in a cave once.
-Really?
-Yeah.
Whatever happened to you?
Well, the cave caved in
and i haven't been heard from since.
Mrs. Kirby.
Hello, Mr. Hammond.
He's a very busy man nowadays.
I doubt if you can see him.
Dinner? Just a minute, Rheba.
Wants to know if i will be home for dinner.
-No.
-The man says no, Rheba.
Tell Grandpa that i love him
just as much as ever...
...but a terrible, young vice president
has me in his power.
Of course i'm struggling, Rheba.
It would do your heart good
to see me struggle, Rheba.
Hello, Mother.
If you'll excuse me,
i think i'll visit with your father for a while.
-Busy, wasn't he?
-Definitely.
Goodbye, Rheba. The ceiling just fell in.
Would you be so kind as to give me
the want ad section of the newspaper?
I'm sorry, Alice.
Checks to be countersigned, Mr. Kirby.
I wouldn't mind his carrying on in the office,
but he's getting serious about her.
Miriam, it'll be bigger
than steel and can together.
Talked to me for hours about her last night.
Answer those.
- Who?
- Tony.
Talked to me for hours about his secretary.
Told me he was...
- Yes?
- Mr. Ramsey to see you.
I'm too busy.
- He says he's in trouble.
- I don't care if he is in trouble.
Anthony.
Yes, about Tony. Well, i'll speak to him.
That was Ramsey.
Just found out what's up,
and he's screaming for help!
- But in the meantime, what about this girl?
- No.
What sort of a family is she from?
- Who? The secretary?
- Yes. Not steel or can, or Ramsey, or...
All right. Don't get so excited about it.
The girl is a stenographer.
Boys like Tony don't marry stenographers.
- Anthony, we've got to do something about this girl.
- All right, i'll fire her.
This isn't a business deal.
You can't settle anything by firing the girl.
All right, then. I won't fire her.
Hello.