Bar Room Sequence

Written for: Summer Holiday (1948)
Performer: Marilyn Maxwell, Mickey Rooney, Emory Parnell & Wally Cassell
Lyric: Ralph Blane
Music: Harry Warren
Year: 1946
Original publisher: Harry Warren Music, Inc.

Sheet music version:

Part 1 ("The Weary Blues"):

<Camera pans through bar room to set atmosphere of Pleasant Beach House. Camera moves up to table where Richard and Belle are sitting with their drinks>
(Belle, spoken:) Drink your beer, why don't you? It's getting flat.
(Richard, spoken:) I let it get that way on purpose, I like it like that.
<Belle listens to music>
(Belle, spoken:) Say, waiter, is that the latest hit in this hickburg? Well, it's only a couple years old. Better catch up before it's too late.
(Waiter, spoken:) Complain to the manager, not me. We're not used to havin' Candy Kiddos like you around – or maybe we'd get up to date.
(Belle, spoken:) Don't kid me, please! I can't bear it.
(Belle, sung:) He up and left that town,
Now The Weary Blues has got me upside-down.
(Belle, spoken:) Did you ever hear those words to it, kid?
(Richard, spoken:) Sure, I did, lots of times, that's old. What do you think I am?
(Belle, spoken:) I don't know, kid. Honest, you've got me guessing.
(Richard, sung:) Come on and play The Weary Blues,
I like to hear The Weary Blues;
Of all the numbers you could choose,
You can't refuse The Weary Blues.
I had a gal in New Orleans,
The sweetest gal in New Orleans
Who had to roam;
She up and left that town
Now The Weary Blues has got me upside-down.
(Belle, spoken:) Well, that's more like it, kid!
(Richard, sung:) She left me with The Weary Blues,
I'd like to lose The Weary Blues;
I'll buy her rings and fancy things;
High button shoes, so, break the news,
Because that gal from New Orleans
Can have the money in my jeans,
If she'll come home.
An' if you see her 'roun',
Tell her that my heart is singin' upside-down.
(Belle, spoken:) Hey, get a load of the kid!
<Waiter comes over to table>
(Richard, sung:) Play those Weary Blues.
(Waiter, spoken:) Oh, he's a hot sport, alright. Can't you tell it? He buys it – I sell it. My head's dizzy bringing you in drinks.
(Belle, spoken:) Yes, and forget the house rules this time. Remember, Rickeys are gin drinks. Put some gin in it!
(Waiter, spoken:) I'll try to, seein' it's you. What's yours? Another beer?
(Richard, sung:) Make it a small one, please.
(Richard, spoken:) I'm not very thirsty.
(Belle, spoken:) Say, are things that slow up at Harvard? Have a man's drink – like his.
(Richard, spoken:) I was going to. What do you think? Bring me a Sloe Gin Fizz!
(Belle, spoken:) And make it a real one.
(Waiter, spoken:) I get you, something that'll warm him up!
<Richard whistles. He looks around, embarrassed, then he looks straight at Belle – Belle is primping>
(Belle, spoken:) Gee, what a dump. Wouldn't it just be my luck if this isn't the deadest burg I ever struck. Bet they take the sidewalks in after nine o'clock.
(Belle, sung:) Bet they don't know what it's all about.
(Belle, spoken:) Say, honestly kid!
(Belle, sung:) Tell me, does your mother know you're out?
(Richard, spoken:) Aw, cut it out, why don't you stop tryin' to kid me?
(Belle, spoken:) Alright, alright, I didn't mean to, dearie. Please don't get sore.
<Belle crosses her legs and flirts with Richard>
(Richard, spoken:) I'm not sore. Really, I'm not. Not sore, any more…

Part 2 ("The Sweetest Kid I Ever Met"):

<Belle uncrosses her legs and leans forward>
(Belle, spoken:) You see, it's this way with me:
(Belle, sung:) I think you're one of the sweetest kids I've ever met.
If you would let me, I could like you a lot;
Just try and like me if you can a bit,
You'll never fret about the things that love is not.
(Richard, spoken:) Aw, I'm not worried about love.
(Belle, sung:) Don't think I'm of those girls without a sense of good,
Why I could have had the richest man in town;
Don't think I flirt with ev'ry man a bit,
Don't think I couldn't ever turn a fellow down.
(Richard, spoken:) Aw, I never thought anything like that. It's just that I've got…a weight on my mind.
<Belle gets up and slowly moves toward Richard>
(Belle, sung:) Instead of sittin' so cold there beside me,
We could be gettin' much warmer, you see?
If you would give me half a chance,
I could show you what romance could be.
(Belle, spoken:) Hurry up with those drinks, waiter!
(Belle, sung:) I think you're one of the sweetest kids I've ever known,
Though you're a kid, I'll never treat you as such;
You'll feel just like a Dapper Dan a bit,
If you will only let our lips begin to touch.
<Belle stands behind Richard's chair and twirls her fingers in his hair>
(Belle, sung:) I think you're one of the sweetest kids I've ever met,
And I will never, never let you get in Dutch!
<The waiter overhears this and walks over to the table with the drinks. He sits Belle's drink down>
(Waiter, spoken:) Not much!
<He gives Richard his drink>
(Waiter, spoken:) That'll be forty cents, please.

Part 3 ("Richard's First Kiss"):

<Richard pays for drinks>
(Richard, spoken:) Keep the change!
(Waiter, spoken:) Thank you very much, sir!
(Richard, spoken:) Don't mention it.
(Waiter, spoken:) I hope you like the drink – I took special pains with it.
<Waiter leaves table>
(Belle, spoken:) You shouldn't be so generous, dearie. That is, if you're carrying a light wad.
(Richard, spoken:) That's alright. I'm no tightwad.
(Belle, spoken:) That's the talk I like to hear.
<Belle offers Richard a cigarette>
(Belle, spoken:) Have a sweet? You smoke, don't you, dear?
(Richard, spoken:) Sure, I've been smoking for the last year, on the sly.
<Belle lights her cigarette and inhales very deeply>
(Richard, spoken:) Say, you oughtn't to inhale like that, smoking's awful bad for girls. I…
(Belle, spoken:) Afraid it'll stunt my growth? Gee, kid, I take an oath, you're a scream! I bet you grow up to be the president yet!
<Belle picks up her drink>
(Belle, spoken:) Well, here's how – bottoms up now. Show me you really know how, now.
<Richard gulps his fast>
(Belle, spoken:) That's something like it. Feel better, my pet?
(Richard, spoken:) You bet!
(Belle, spoken:) Well, you'll feel better in a minute, that is, if he put some stuff in it. Then maybe you won't be so distant and unfriendly.
(Richard, spoken:) I'm not!
(Belle, spoken:) Yes, you are. I think you don't like me.
(Richard, spoken:) I do too like you.
(Belle, spoken:) A lot?
(Richard, spoken:) Yes, a lot!
(Belle, spoken:) Show me how much. Don't you want me near you?
(Richard, spoken:) Yes, I…
(Belle, spoken:) Why don't you put your arms around me? No, not the dead way. Hold me tight, won't you? You needn't be afraid of hurting me. I like to be held tight, don't you?
(Richard, spoken:) Sure, I do.
(Belle, spoken:) 'Specially when it's by a nice, handsome kid like you. Gee, you got pretty hair, do you know it? Honest, I'm awfully strong for you. Why can't you be strong about me?
(Richard, spoken:) I am.
(Belle, spoken:) Then why don't you show it?
(Richard, spoken:) I will.
(Belle, spoken:) You don't say it as if you meant it.
(Richard, spoken:) I do mean it, honest…
(Belle, spoken:) Then, why don't you kiss me?
(Richard, spoken:) I will.
(Belle, spoken:) Call that kissin'? Here's, what's the matter, honey boy? Haven't you ever been kissed like that before?
(Richard, spoken:) Sure, lots of times.
(Belle, spoken:) Then why did you jump so? Gee, I'm gettin' crazy about you!
(Richard, spoken:) I'm, I'm crazy about you, too.

Part 4 ("Nicest Girl I Ever Met"):

(Richard, sung:) I think you're one of the nicest girls I've ever met,
(Belle, spoken:) That's a good one!
(Richard, sung:) But don't you think you lead the wrong kind of life?
Instead of hangin' out in bars a lot,
You oughtta get yourself a husband,
(Richard, spoken:) Be a wife.
(Belle, spoken:) Nix on that line of talk, can it, you hear? I like you a lot, but you can't live my life for me, dear!
(Richard, spoken:) I didn't mean to hurt your feelings.
(Richard, sung:) I think you're one of the nicest girls I've ever met,
(Belle, spoken:) Tell another one!
(Richard, sung:) But you are only gonna get yourself in Dutch.
(Belle, spoken:) Listen, kid, you better go home. There's an old friend of mine just come in. I think I know 'em.
(Richard, spoken:) I'm never goin' home. I'll show 'em.
(Belle, spoken:) Have it your own way.
(Richard, spoken:) Go on, what do I care what you do?
<Belle goes to salesman's table>
(Salesman, spoken:) Well, let's have a quickie, sister!
(Belle, spoken:) Mine's a Gin Rickey, mister!
(Salesman, spoken:) You've got extravagant tastes, I'm sorry to see.
<Richard feels his drink, he leans his head on his hand and signs to his empty glass; he is thinking of Muriel>
(Richard, sung:) I see you standing in your slippers red,
The stars have left a halo 'round your head.
(Salesman, spoken:) This is rich!
(Richard, sung:) I see you gazing in reflected skies,
Beneath your veil, my love, reflected in your eyes.
(Salesman, spoken:) Say, young feller, take the floor. That's swell dope, give us some more!
(Belle, spoken:) Aw, can that junk! Give us a rest from that bunk!
(Salesman, spoken:) This gal of yours don't appreciate you, kid. She's a low-brow. Kelley and Sheets is my middle name. Give us some more of the same.
<Richard stumbles over the salesman's table>
(Richard, spoken:) I don't believe you ever knew this lady at all. You just picked her up now. You leave her alone, you hear?
(Belle, spoken:) Oh, listen to it!
<Waiter comes over to their table>
(Waiter, spoken:) Hey, cut out the noise. What's up with you?
(Salesman, spoken:) It's none of my business, brother, but if I were in your boots, I'd give this young souse the gate. He's underage, any fool can see that, I mean.
(Waiter, spoken:) He told me he was over eighteen.
(Salesman, spoken:) Yeah, I could tell you I'm Teddy Roosevelt, but you don't have to believe me. If you're not looking for trouble, I'd advise you to get him started for some other gin mill, and let them do the lying if there's any row.
(Waiter, spoken:) Hm-m-m. Come on, now, on your way now. You'll start no trouble in here, now. Beat it!
(Richard, spoken:) I will not beat it!
(Waiter, spoken:) Oho, won't you?
(Belle, spoken:) There's one way of gettin' him to hush. Give him the fast rush!
<Waiter pushes Richard toward door. Richard tries to punch him in the nose. The waiter ducks the punch>
(Waiter, spoken:) Oho, you would, would you?
(Richard, spoken:) Leggo of me, you dirty coward!
<Waiter throws Richard out of the door by the seat of his pants>
(Waiter, spoken:) Out you go. Quiet now. Pipe down!

Part 4 ("Weary Blues And Conclusion):

(Belle, spoken:) Poor kid. I hope he makes it home alright. I liked him, before he got tight.
(Waiter, spoken:) Who is he?
(Belle, spoken:) Names Miller, his old man runs the paper in this one-horse town, I think he said.
(Salesman, spoken:) He must be Nat Miller's kid then. Oho, brother, are you dead!
(Belle, spoken:) Well, he's on his way, with a good boot to help him.
(Waiter, spoken:) Well, maybe that boot will cost me my job, sister. Miller'll run me out of town if he ever finds out I served that kid of his. Why didn't you put me wise, you…
(Belle, spoken:) Hey, I don't stand for that kind of talk. Not from no hick beer-squirter like you, see?
(Waiter, spoken:) You, don't do you? Who told me to hand him the dynamite in that fizz? Now beat it, you, and beat it quick, or I'll have you run in.
(Belle, spoken:) I'll get you for this, you think head, if I have to go to jail for it. This is one lady you can't touch.
(Waiter, spoken:) Oho, can't I now?
(Waiter, spoken:) Get out of here and stay out!
(Waiter, sung:) Some day, somebody's gonna get this dump in Dutch.