we can show them together,
and I'd be willing to split 50-50."
-Well, that sounds like a great idea.
-Oh, yes, great.
I'm selling out every performance,
he's going to be thrown out...
...and he's willing to split 50-50.
Give me your pencil.
I'll answer this one.
-Jack?
-Yes.
-Is Ziegfeld a good friend of yours?
-Oh, yes, we've been pals for years.
-But you wouldn't like him.
-No?
No, he's up one day and broke the next.
If he got $ 1 0,000 tomorrow...
...he'd spend it on the girl
he liked tomorrow night.
Wouldn't want to waste your time
meeting a fellow like that.
-Not if I met him on the right night.
-On the right--? Oh, don't you--
-Shut up! And just send that collect.
-Yes, sir, and I'll deliver it too, sir.
Because every time I take Mr. Ziegfeld
a message, he gives me 50 cents.
-Oh, he does, does he?
-Sure.
Yes, well, that's probably
why he's always broke. Come on, dear.
This cheese is so strong it could
walk over and say hello to your coffee.
Well, it had better not.
This coffee's too weak to answer it.
Florenz, you're wonderful.
You make jokes even when you're
so worried you can't touch your cold cuts.
I got no appetite neither.
No?
Message for you, Mr. Ziegfeld.
-They told me I'd find you here.
-From Billings.
So soon he answers?
He must be crazy about your proposition.
-Yeah.
-Read it to me, Flo. Read it.
"Dear Ziggy, your proposition interests me."
What did I tell you?
"But why fake a romance
between Sandow and Little Egypt?
Let's make Sandow marry Little Egypt,
and I'll split the children with you 50-50."
That message was collect.
-Fifty cents.
-Have you change for a dollar?
-Sure, but you always....
-Keep it.
Gee, thanks.
Florenz, I love you.
I will break chains for you...
...I will lift buildings for you,
but I will not have children for you.
But if I have children,
I will not split them.
-Oh, hello, Ziggy, I got your wire.
-I just got yours too.
Patterson tells me
he's putting you out Saturday.
-He tells me too.
-How do you do, Mr. Ziegfeld?
How do you--?
-How do you do, Miss...?
-Yes, Blair, this is Mr. Ziegfeld.
-I'm very happy to know you, Miss Blair.
-I'm so happy to meet you, Mr. Ziegfeld.
And this is Mr. Sandow,
the strongest man in the--
The strongest man in the world.
Jack tells me
the loveliest things about you.
Oh, yes, I imagine.
-I could tell you lovely things about you.
-He's only just met you...
...and he's going to tell
you all about yourself.
-Won't you sit down?
-Thank you.
-Oh, but no, we've got-- There's a table--
-I've seen you many times...
...on the midway.
-Fibber. I bet you never even noticed me.
-Yes, I have.
Yesterday, you were wearing
a red dress trimmed in black lace.
-Yes.
-And a yellow hat, and it was atrocious.
-Oh, indeed?
-Each was all right in itself, mind you...
...but the combination....
And last Sunday, you were wearing
a blue gown and an orchid hat.
-Well, yes.
-And you were wrong again.
Well, aren't we the observer?
Do you always check the right
combinations for women?
-Always for beautiful women.
-Oh, well, that's nice. Thank you.
-How do I look today?
-Well, I don't like your hat.
-It shades your eyes, and I like your eyes.
-Thank you.
He ought to be packing his own clothes
instead of selecting yours.
-Come on, Ruth, we've got to go.
-Yes. Well, goodbye, then.
-I'll be seeing you around the grounds.
-Yes. Well, not after Saturday, you won't.
-That fella Billings makes me mad.
-Yes?
Even that music from his Little Egypt
drives me crazy.
You won't have to listen to it
much longer. Wait a minute.
Come away. For five weeks you've been
touching that elephant for luck...
...and now in five days, we get put out.
I know it's superstition,
but an old Hindu told me...
...that if you touch an elephant's trunk,
and he raises it, everything will be all right.
Wait, wait. We know we got hard luck
without that elephant should tell us.
Say, I know what's