MUSIC:

FANFARE

ANNOUNCER:

From Hollywood, California, the Lux Radio Theatre presents "Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs."

MUSIC:

THEME ... THEN IN BG

ANNOUNCER:

Lux presents Hollywood. It's one of the most beloved folk tales of all time, "Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs." Walt Disney made it into one of the greatest pictures of all the time. And tonight, for young and old, we bring it to the Lux Radio Theatre -- the charming story, the delightful music that you saw and heard on the screen. Aiding in tonight's production, and our guest of honor, is Walt Disney himself. Conducting our music is Louis Silvers. Mr. DeMille will step before the curtain in just a moment, but before he does, a word about the product that brings you this program, Lux Flakes. Lux Flakes have thousands of loyal followers all over the world because lovely women everywhere depend on these fine gentle flakes to keep their things dainty. Their nice silk and satin underthings get regular Lux care. Yes, gentle Lux keeps nice things dainty and fresh. But it does more than that. It helps them stay new-looking longer. You see, Lux Flakes have no harmful alkali to hurt delicate materials or fade colors. It's a good thing to remember -- that anything safe in water alone is safe in gentle Lux. (BEAT) And now your host and producer. Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Cecil B. DeMille.

MUSIC:

UP AND OUT

SOUND:

APPLAUSE

HOST:

Christmas greetings from Hollywood, ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls. One year ago, almost to the day, Walter Elias Disney was here in the Lux Radio Theatre telling us about a picture he'd just completed called "Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs." It was the first feature-length animated picture ever created. Into it had gone three years of work, of hope and daring; over two and one half million drawings; and the services of more than five hundred artists. It was therefore a rather nervous Mr. Disney who spoke to us that night. If we had tied bells on his knees, he could easily have doubled for Santa Claus' sleigh. It wasn't mike fright, though, that attacked Mr. Disney. It was premiere fright. For on the night following his Lux broadcast he was giving the world its first glimpse into animated fairyland. In the tiny hands of a little lady named Snow White lay the reputation and the future of Walt Disney.

How this picture was received is history. It brought laughter and tears from the children and grown-ups of every nation. Praise came from the pulpit, from statesmen, from the press, to this unassuming man, whom even his switchboard operator calls Walt. Harvard and Yale gave him honorary degrees, and the world its thanks, for to all of us he recalled our childhood. We couldn't have chosen a more popular play for Christmas than "Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs," nor a more appropriate guest than Walt Disney. Later on we'll hear from him. Now we hear his masterpiece.

Let's dim the lights a little. Let's sit down and shut our eyes, forget the world, and just imagine, as our curtain rises and the Lux Radio Theatre presents "Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs."

MUSIC:

FOR A FAIRY TALE ... THEN BEHIND HOST--

HOST:

In a far-off world long long ago,
A kingdom built on a mountain high
Lifted its turrets flecked with gold
Into a sapphire sky.
Land of Enchantment this domain,
But ruled by a queen -- blackhearted, vain,
Jealous of her beauty, and fearful lest there be
Another in her realm to prove more beautiful than she.
Each evening in a secret hall,
She conjured up a spirit from the mirror on the wall.

QUEEN:

Slave in the magic mirror, come from the farthest space.
Through wind and darkness I summon thee. Speak! Let me see thy face.

SOUND:

WIND BLOWS AND THUNDER BOOMS ... THEN OUT FOR--

MIRROR:

What wouldst thou know, my Queen?

QUEEN:

Magic mirror on the wall,
Who is the fairest one of all?

MIRROR:

Famed is thy beauty, Majesty.
But hold, a lovely maid I see.
Rags cannot hide her gentle grace.
Alas, she is more fair than thee.

QUEEN:

Alas for her! Reveal her name.

MIRROR:

Lips red as the rose.
Hair black as ebony.
Skin white as snow.

QUEEN:

(REALIZES, TO HERSELF) Snow White!

MIRROR:

Your own stepdaughter, and the princess of this realm.

QUEEN:

Where is this fair one now?

MIRROR:

In her tattered clothes by the wishing well,
She sings with the voice of a silver bell.

SOUND:

SCENE FADES OUT ... TRANSITIONAL PAUSE ... NEXT SCENE FADES IN

MUSIC:

"I'M WISHING" ... ACCOMPANIES SNOW WHITE ... (THE LYRICS SUNG BY SNOW WHITE'S ECHO IN THE WISHING WELL ARE IN PARENTHESES) ... OUT WITH PRINCE'S FIRST LINE--

SNOW WHITE:

(SINGS)
Want to know a secret?
Promise not to tell?
We are standing by a wishing well.
Make a wish into the well;
That's all you have to do.
And if you hear it echoing,
Your wish will soon come true.

I'm wishing (I'm wishing)
For the one I love
To find me (To find me)
Today. (Today)

I'm hoping (I'm hoping)
And I'm dreaming of
The nice things (The nice things)
He'll say. (He'll say)

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ahh (Ah-ah-ah-ah-ahh)
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ahh (Ah-ah-ah-ah-ahh)
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ahh (Ah-ah-ah-ah-ahh)

SNOW WHITE & ECHO:

(SING TOGETHER) Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ahhhhhh

SNOW WHITE:

(SINGS)
I'm wishing (I'm wishing)
For the one I love
To find me (To find me)
Toooooooday--

PRINCE:

(SINGS) Todaaaaaaaaaaay!

SNOW WHITE:

(STARTLED, SPEAKS) Oh!

THE BIRDS:

(WHISTLE IN BG)

PRINCE:

(FRIENDLY, SPEAKS) Hello.

SNOW WHITE:

(SCARED) Oh.

PRINCE:

Did I frighten you?

SNOW WHITE:

Who are you?

PRINCE:

I am prince of another land. I've ridden far, hoping for the day when I'd find one fair as you.

SNOW WHITE:

(NERVOUS, MOVING OFF) Oh.

PRINCE:

Please. Don't run away.

THE BIRDS:

(OUT BEHIND--)

MUSIC:

"ONE SONG" ... ACCOMPANIES PRINCE--

PRINCE:

(SINGS)
Now that I've found you
Here's what I have to say--

One song, I have but one song.
One song, only for you.

One heart tenderly beating,
Ever entreating, constantly true.

One love that has possessed me.
One love thrilling me through,

One song, my heart keeps singing
Of one love, only for you.

SOUND:

SCENE FADES OUT ... TRANSITIONAL PAUSE ... NEXT SCENE FADES IN ... QUEEN'S CLOCK CHIMES OMINOUSLY

QUEEN:

You understand my wishes in this matter, Master Huntsman?

HUNTSMAN:

I do, Your Majesty.

QUEEN:

Tomorrow as the shadows fall at dusk, take her far into the forest. Find some secluded glade where she can pick wildflowers.

HUNTSMAN:

Yes, Your Majesty.

QUEEN:

And there, my faithful Huntsman, you will kill her!

HUNTSMAN:

(HORRIFIED) Kill her?! Your Majesty, the little Princess--!

QUEEN:

Silence! You know the penalty if you fail.

HUNTSMAN:

Yes, Your Majesty.

QUEEN:

Kill her, or die yourself. And to prove that you have done your part,
Bring back this casket, Huntsman, and in it, Snow White's heart!

MUSIC:

MELODRAMATIC BRIDGE ... CHANGES TO A PASTORALE ... THEN TO A GENTLE STRAIN OF "ONE SONG" BEHIND SNOW WHITE'S FIRST LINE

THE BIRDS:

(WHISTLE AND TWITTER IN BG)

SNOW WHITE:

(HUMS "ONE SONG" TO HERSELF, THEN SPEAKS TO HUNTSMAN) There, Master Huntsman! I think we have enough wildflowers now, don't you? Enough for a long time.

HUNTSMAN:

Perhaps forever.

SNOW WHITE:

Oh, what a lovely place this is. So quiet and peaceful. But I think we'd better leave now. It's growing late, Master Huntsman. See how the shadows fall, long and slender.

MUSIC:

CHANGES TO OMINOUS ... BUILDS EVEN MORE OMINOUSLY IN BG

SNOW WHITE:

(NERVOUS) Master Huntsman? Why do you stare at me like that? What's wrong?

HUNTSMAN:

Come here.

SNOW WHITE:

But I don't--

HUNTSMAN:

Here! Look well around this place you love. That look will be your last!

SOUND:

CLICK! OF UNSHEATHED HUNTING KNIFE

SNOW WHITE:

(SCREAMS)

MUSIC:

BIG OMINOUS ACCENT ... UP AND OUT

SOUND:

KNIFE DROPPED

HUNTSMAN:

(INHALES, SHAKEN) I can't! I can't do it! Forgive me. I beg you, Your Highness, forgive me.

SNOW WHITE:

(CONFUSED) Why, I don't understand.

HUNTSMAN:

She's mad! Jealous of you! She'll stop at nothing!

SNOW WHITE:

But-- But who?

HUNTSMAN:

The Queen!

SNOW WHITE:

The Queen?

MUSIC:

SNEAKS IN ... BUILDING UP TO SNOW WHITE'S FLIGHT

HUNTSMAN:

(URGENT) You must run away, child. Far away. Run and hide and never come back! Hide in the woods! Anywhere! But go! Go! Go! (FADES OUT AS SNOW WHITE RUNS AWAY)

MUSIC:

UP, FOR THE FLIGHT INTO THE WOODS ... THEN IN BG

SNOW WHITE:

(SCREAMS, TERRIFIED) Huntsman? Master Huntsman? Where are you? Where are you?! I'm afraid! There are eyes in the dark! Green eyes staring at me! Long arms tearing at me! Monstrous shapes and mouths agape! They're coming closer! Closer! Help! Help! Help!

MUSIC:

UP AND OUT WITH A HUGE ACCENT

THE BIRDS:

(WHISTLE AND TWITTER IN BG)

SNOW WHITE:

(WEEPS EXTRAVAGANTLY, SLOWLY CALMS DOWN, THEN REALIZES, TO HERSELF) Ohhhh! Were these the shapes that frightened me? (RELIEVED) Why, you're nothing but little birds.

A BIRD:

(TWEETS, "THAT'S RIGHT")

SNOW WHITE:

And a tiny deer.

A BIRD:

(TWEETS, "SURE, A TINY DEER!")

SNOW WHITE:

And squirrels and chipmunks.

A BIRD:

(TWEETS, "SQUIRRELS AND CHIPMUNKS")

SNOW WHITE:

Why, you're nothing to fear.

A BIRD:

(TWEETS, "OF COURSE NOT")

SNOW WHITE:

Oh, I'm so ashamed of the fuss I've made.
But now that the sun's up, I'm not afraid.
Will you forgive me?

THE BIRDS:

(TWEET, "SURE!")

SNOW WHITE:

Oh, thank you. But, you see, I'm all alone, and I've no place to go.

A BIRD:

(TWEETS, "OH, THAT'S TOO BAD")

SNOW WHITE:

Do you think that you could help me?

A BIRD:

(TWEETS, "WELL, I DON'T KNOW")

SNOW WHITE:

If I only had a place to live. You don't know where such a place would be?

A BIRD:

(TWEETS, "YES, I DO! COULDN'T YOU LIVE IN A TREE?")

SNOW WHITE:

(AMUSED) Oh, no. I couldn't live in a tree.

A BIRD:

(TWEETS, "OH, THAT'S TOO BAD. I DON'T KNOW.")

SNOW WHITE:

If you only knew of a house.

A BIRD:

(TWEETS, "A HOUSE?")

SNOW WHITE:

Yes, a house.

A BIRD:

(TWEETS, "HEY, I KNOW A HOUSE!")

SNOW WHITE:

You do?

A BIRD:

(TWEETS, "SURE!")

SNOW WHITE:

Will you show me where it is?

A BIRD:

(TWEETS, "YES! SHOW HER WHERE IT IS! ARE YOU READY TO GO NOW?")

SNOW WHITE:

Yes, I'm ready now.

A BIRD:

(TWEETS, "SWELL! LET'S GO!")

MUSIC:

BRIEF TRANSITION

A BIRD:

(TWEETS, "WELL, HERE IS THE HOUSE!")

SNOW WHITE:

(IMPRESSED) Ohhhhh!

A BIRD:

(TWEETS, "THINK IT WILL DO?")

SNOW WHITE:

Oh, it's a lovely house.

A BIRD:

(TWEETS, "YOU LIKE IT? REALLY?")

SNOW WHITE:

Just like a doll's house. Shall we go inside?

A BIRD:

(TWEETS AGREEMENT)

SOUND:

DOOR CREAKS OPEN

SNOW WHITE:

Ooooh! It's dark inside. Guess there's no one home. (CALLS) Hello? May I come in? (SEES CHAIR) Oh! What a cute little chair.

A BIRD:

(TWEETS, "SEVEN LITTLE CHAIRS!")

SNOW WHITE:

That's right. Seven little chairs. Must be seven little children. And from the look of this table, seven untidy little children.

A BIRD:

(TWEETS, "LOOK AT THAT!")

SNOW WHITE:

Look at what? Oh, a pickax.

A BIRD:

(TWEETS, "AND THAT!")

SNOW WHITE:

A stocking, too.

A BIRD:

(TWEETS, "AND AN OLD SHOE!")

SNOW WHITE:

And in the fireplace a shoe. And just look at that fireplace. Why, it's covered with dust. And look, cobwebs everywhere. My, my, my! What a pile of dirty dishes. (CLICKS HER TONGUE IN DISAPPROVAL)

THE BIRDS:

(CHIRP THEIR DISAPPROVAL, ECHOING THE TONGUE CLICKING)

SNOW WHITE:

And just look at that broom.
Why, they've never swept this room.
You'd think their mother would--
(REALIZES, SADLY) Ohhhhh. Maybe they have no mother.

A BIRD:

(TWEETS, "THAT'S RIGHT")

SNOW WHITE:

Then, they're orphans. Oh, that's too bad.

A BIRD:

(TWEETS, "TOO BAD, TOO BAD")

SNOW WHITE:

I know! We'll clean the house and surprise them. Then, maybe they'll let me stay.

MUSIC:

SNEAKS IN ... "WHISTLE WHILE YOU WORK" ... ACCOMPANIES SNOW WHITE AND THE BIRDS

SNOW WHITE:

(SPEAKS, TO BIRDS AND ANIMALS)
Now, you wash the dishes.
You tidy up the room.
You clean the fireplace.
And I'll use the broom.
(SINGS)
Just whistle while you work (BIRDS WHISTLE)
And cheerfully together we can tidy up the place.

So hum a merry tune. (HUMS)
It won't take long when there's a song to help you set the pace.

And as you sweep the room
Imagine that the broom
Is someone that you love and soon
You'll find you're dancing to the tune.

So whistle while you work (BIRDS WHISTLE)
When hearts are high the time will fly
So whistle while you work.

MUSIC:

OUT AS SONG ENDS

SNOW WHITE:

(LAUGHS HAPPILY)

THE BIRDS:

(TWEET THEIR APPROVAL)

SNOW WHITE:

Oh, thank you. You sang beautifully.

A BIRD:

(TWEETS, "OH, IT WAS NOTHING!")

SNOW WHITE:

But I'm still wondering about the seven little children who live here.

A BIRD:

(TWEETS, "THEY'RE NOT CHILDREN!")

SNOW WHITE:

They're not children?

A BIRD:

(TWEETS, "Noooo!")

SNOW WHITE:

Well, what are they?

A BIRD:

(TWEETS, "SEVEN LITTLE MEN!")

SNOW WHITE:

What? Seven little men? Well, where are the little men?

A BIRD:

(TWEETS, "THEY'RE AWAY!")

SNOW WHITE:

Away?

A BIRD:

(TWEETS, "AT WORK!")

SNOW WHITE:

At work?

A BIRD:

(TWEETS, "IN A MINE!")

SNOW WHITE:

In a mine? Well, what do they do in the mine?

SOUND:

SCENE QUICKLY FADES OUT ... TRANSITIONAL PAUSE ... NEXT SCENE QUICKLY FADES IN

MUSIC:

"HEIGH-HO" ... ACCOMPANIES DWARFS--

DWARFS:

(SING)
We dig, dig, dig, dig dig, dig, dig
In a mine the whole day through.
To dig, dig, dig, dig, dig, dig, dig
Is what we like to do.

HAPPY:

(SINGS) It ain't no trick to get rich quick--

GRUMPY:

(SINGS) If ya dig, dig, dig with a shovel or a pick--

BASHFUL:

(SINGS) In a mine--

SNEEZY:

(SINGS) In a mine--

DOC:

(SINGS) In a mine--

SLEEPY:

(SINGS) In a mine--

DWARFS:

(SING)
Where a million diamonds -- shine!
We dig, dig, dig, dig, dig, dig, dig
From early morn 'til night.
We dig, dig, dig, dig, dig, dig
Dig up everything in sight.

BASHFUL:

(SINGS) We dig up diamonds by the score
A thousand rubies, sometimes more.

DWARFS:

(SING)
Though we don't know what we dig 'em for,
We dig, dig, dig-a-dig, dig.

MUSIC:

OUT AS SONG ENDS

DOC:

Listen, hen-- Er, men!

SNEEZY:

What ya want, Doc?

DOC:

I think it's time we it smirk-- Er, smit quirk-- Er, quit work! Uh, what do you say?

DWARFS:

(CHEER) Hooray!

DOC:

Come on, men! Let's go home!

MUSIC:

"HEIGH-HO" ... ACCOMPANIES DWARFS

DOC:

(SINGS) Heigh-ho!

DWARFS:

(SING)
Heigh-ho, heigh-ho, it's home from work we go. (WHISTLE)
Heigh-ho, heigh-ho, heigh-ho, heigh-ho,
Heigh-ho, it's home from work we go. (WHISTLE)
Heigh-ho, heigh-ho, heigh-ho, heigh-ho,
Heigh-ho, it's home from work we go. (WHISTLE)

SOUND:

SONG ALMOST FADES OUT TO GIVE IMPRESSION OF DWARFS MARCHING OFF, BUT THEN FADES BACK IN TO INDICATE THEIR ARRIVAL AT HOME

DWARFS:

(SING)
Heigh-ho, heigh-ho, heigh-ho, heigh-ho--

DOC:

Wait, men! Stop! Look at our house! The lit's light-- Er, light's lit--

MUSIC:

OUT WITH--

DWARFS:

Jiminy Crickets!

HAPPY:

The door's open, too.

BASHFUL:

And the chimney's smokin'.

SLEEPY:

Something's in there.

HAPPY:

Maybe a ghost.

BASHFUL:

Or a goblin.

DOC:

A demon.

SNEEZY:

Or a dragon.

SOUND:

STEADY KNOCKING OF WOOD BLOCKS ... THEN IN BG

DOC:

What's that?

SNEEZY:

What's that?

HAPPY:

What's that?

GRUMPY:

Heh! It's all right men.

DOC:

Well, what is it?

GRUMPY:

Dopey's knees knockin' together. Dopey, quit that. Do you hear? Quit it!

SOUND:

KNOCKING STOPS ... BEAT ... THEN ANOTHER KNOCK

GRUMPY:

There.

SOUND:

ONE LAST KNOCK

BASHFUL:

Do you suppose there really is a dragon in the house?

GRUMPY:

Mark my words, there's trouble a-brewin'. Felt it comin' all day. My corns hurt.

HAPPY:

Gosh.

BASHFUL:

That's a bad sign.

DWARFS:

What'll we do?

HAPPY:

Let's sneak up on it.

DOC:

Yes. We'll squeak up-- Er, uh-- Sneak up. Come on, hen-- Uh, men. Follow me.

SOUND:

STEADY KNOCKING OF WOOD BLOCKS ... THEN IN BG

GRUMPY:

Dopey, quit that, will ya?

SOUND:

KNOCKING STOPS ... DOOR CREAKS OPEN

DOC:

Now, careful, men. Search every crook and nanny-- Uh, hook and granny-- Uh, crooked fan-- Search everywhere.

SOUND:

DOOR CLOSES WITH A THUMP

DOC:

(LOW) Shh! Quiet. (UP) Look! The floor! It's been swept!

GRUMPY:

(WITH DISGUST) Chair's been dusted.

HAPPY:

And our window's been washed.

BASHFUL:

Gosh, our cobweb's missin'.

DOC:

Why, why, why, the whole place is clean!

GRUMPY:

Heh! There's dirty work afoot.

SNEEZY:

The sink's empty. Hey, someone stole our dishes!

HAPPY:

They ain't stole. They're hid -- in the cupboard.

BASHFUL:

My cup's been washed. Sugar's gone.

HAPPY:

Something's cookin'. (SNIFFS) Mmm, good. Smells good. Oh, look--

GRUMPY:

Here, don't touch it, you fools! Might be poison.

SOUND:

HISS! OF STEAM ESCAPING FROM KETTLE

GRUMPY:

See? Witch's brew!

DOC:

Look! Look what's happened to our stable--uh, table.

BASHFUL:

Flowers! There's flowers on the table.

SNEEZY:

Huh?

BASHFUL:

Look, goldenrod. Look, Sneezy, goldenrod.

SNEEZY:

(BUILDS TOWARD SNEEZE) Oh, don't do it. Take 'em away. My nose! My hay fever! You know I can't stand no golden-- I can't-- I can't-- You gotta take-- You gotta--

DWARFS:

(MURMUR IN CONSTERNATION)

SNEEZY:

Ah-- Ahhh-- (BUILDS AND BUILDS, THEN THE EFFORT PETERS OUT ... EXHALES ... THEN, ABRUPTLY, A BIG SNEEZE) Ah-chooooo!

DWARFS:

Shh!

GRUMPY:

Ya crazy fool! Fine time ya picked to sneeze!

SNEEZY:

Well, I couldn't help it. I can't tell. When you gotta, you gotta. (BEAT, QUIETLY) And I gotta. (CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY) I gotta. I can't stop--

DWARFS:

(GIBBER IN CONSTERNATION BEHIND--)

SNEEZY:

(BUILDS TO ANOTHER BIG SNEEZE) Ah-chooooo!

GRUMPY:

Quiet, ya fool. Do you want to get us all killed?

AN OWL:

(ONE OF THE BIRDS EMITS A LOW HOOOOOOOT)

HAPPY:

Wha-- What's that?

DOC:

That's it!

BASHFUL:

It sounded close.

GRUMPY:

It's in this room right now.

DOC:

It's up there.

BASHFUL:

Yeah, upstairs in the bedroom.

DOC:

One of us has got to go down and chase it up. Uh, uh, uh, up, down. Well? Who's it gonna be? I'm askin' for volunteers, men. Happy? What about you?

HAPPY:

Uh uh.

DOC:

Bashful?

BASHFUL:

Uh uh.

DOC:

Sleepy?

SLEEPY:

(HALF-YAWNING) Uh uh.

DOC:

Grumpy?

GRUMPY:

Eh!

DOC:

Sneezy?

SNEEZY:

With my hay fever? No!

DOC:

So you won't go, eh? Well, that leaves, um-- Hmm.

SOUND:

STEADY KNOCKING OF WOOD BLOCKS ... THEN IN BG

DOC:

Here, Dopey. Take this lantern. Don't be nervous. Don't be afraid. Go on now. Up the snares-- Uh, the stairs. We're - we're right behind you.

DWARFS:

Yes, right behind ya.

SOUND:

STAIRS CREAK AS DOPEY'S KNOCKING KNEES ASCEND

DWARFS:

Shh!

DOC:

(CALLS WITH A HOARSE WHISPER) Open the door, Dopey!

SOUND:

KNOCKING OF WOOD BLOCKS INCREASES TEMPO ... THEN IN BG

GRUMPY:

Go on, go on. Open the door and stop shakin' like that!

SOUND:

KNOCKING KNEES STOP BEHIND--

DOC:

Now, now-- Look! Over there!

SNEEZY:

Jiminy Crickets.

BASHFUL:

Gosh!

SNEEZY:

Gee, what a monster.

HAPPY:

It's asleep.

BASHFUL:

Covers three beds.

DOC:

Let's kill it 'fore it wakes up.

HAPPY:

Which end do we kill?!

DOC:

Shh!

DWARFS:

Shh!

DOC:

I'll take a good look at it.

HAPPY:

What is it?

DOC:

Why, i-it's a girl!

DWARFS:

(MURMUR IN SURPRISE) A girl?

SNEEZY:

She's mighty purty.

BASHFUL:

She's beautiful. Just like a angel.

GRUMPY:

Angel, heh! She's a female! And all females is poison! They're full of wicked wiles!

BASHFUL:

What are "wicked wiles"?

GRUMPY:

I don't know, but I'm agin 'em.

DOC:

Shh! Not so loud. You'll wake her up.

GRUMPY:

Aw, let her wake up! She don't belong here nohow!

DWARFS:

(MURMUR IN CONSTERNATION BEHIND--)

SNOW WHITE:

(WAKES, TO HERSELF) Oh, dear! I wonder if they're home yet. (OVERLAPS WITH NEXT THREE LINES)

SNEEZY:

Look out. She's movin'.

HAPPY:

She's wakin' up.

SNEEZY:

What do we do?

DOC:

Hide!

SNOW WHITE:

(STARTLED) Oh!

SLEEPY:

Too late.

DOC:

Oh, gosh.

SNOW WHITE: Why-- Why, you're the little men! How do you do? (NO ANSWER) I said, "How do you do"?

GRUMPY:

(ANNOYED) How do ya do what?

SNOW WHITE:

Oh, you can talk. I'm so glad. Now, don't tell me who you are. Let me guess.

GRUMPY:

You don't know us!

SNOW WHITE:

Oh, but I know your names. I saw them written on your beds. Now, let me see. That little man over there -- you're Doc.

DOC:

(PLEASED, CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY) Why, yeah. Yeah. That's true.

SNOW WHITE:

(CHUCKLES) And you-- You're Bashful.

BASHFUL:

(SHYLY) Oh, gosh! (CHUCKLES)

SNOW WHITE:

(CHUCKLES) And, you? You're Sleepy.

SLEEPY:

(HALF-YAWNING) How'd you guess?

SNOW WHITE:

And you--

SNEEZY:

(BUILDS TO SNEEZE) Ah-- Ah-- Ah-- Ah--

SNOW WHITE:

(DELIGHTED) You're Sneezy!

SNEEZY:

Ah-choo!

SNOW WHITE:

Oh, yes, and you must be--

HAPPY:

Happy, ma'am. That's me. And this is Dopey. He don't talk none.

SNOW WHITE:

You mean he can't talk?

HAPPY:

He don't know. He never tried. (CHUCKLES)

SNOW WHITE:

Oh, that's too bad. But what's that bell around his neck?

DOC:

Oh, that? That's a cowbell. We just put that there in case he ever gets lost. Er, show her what you glue-- Er, goo-- Show her what you do when you get lost, Dopey.

SOUND:

STEADY KNOCKING OF WOOD BLOCKS

DOC:

No, no, no, no, no. The bell, the bell.

SOUND:

RING OF TINY TINKLY BELL ... THEN OUT BEHIND--

DOC:

That's right, that's right. (TO SNOW WHITE) See? He rings the cowbell.

SNOW WHITE:

(LAUGHS) Oh, isn't that cute?

GRUMPY:

Heh! Cute! 'Tain't cute at all.

SNOW WHITE:

Why, yes, it is.

GRUMPY:

I say it 'tain't!

SNOW WHITE:

(MOCK GRUMPY) Ohhhhh, you must be Grumpy.

DOC:

(LAUGHS) Oh, yeah. That's who he is, all right.

GRUMPY:

Eh, we know who we are! Ask her who she is and what she's a-doin' here!

DOC:

(CLEARS THROAT, AFFECTS TOUGHNESS) Yeah, er-- What are you and who are you doin'--? Uh, uh, what are you--? (GIVES UP, SWEETLY) Uh, who are you, my dear?

SNOW WHITE:

Oh, how silly of me. I'm Snow White.

HAPPY:

Snow White?

DWARFS:

The Princess?!

SNOW WHITE:

Yes.

DOC:

Well, my dear Quincess-- Uh, Princess. We're, uh-- We're honored. Yes, we're, uh-- We're--

GRUMPY:

Mad as hornets!

DOC:

Mad as hornets! No, we're not! We're as bad as cornets-- No, no, as bad as-- What was I sayin'?

GRUMPY:

Nothin'! Just standin' there sputterin' like a doodlebug!

DOC:

Who's butterin' like a spoodledug? Who's uh, uh--?

GRUMPY:

Aw, shut up and tell her to git out!

SNOW WHITE:

Oh, please, don't send me away. If you do, she'll kill me.

HAPPY:

Kill ya?

BASHFUL:

Who will?

DOC:

Yes, who'll kill ya?

SNOW WHITE:

My stepmother, the Queen.

DWARFS:

The Queen?!

SLEEPY:

She's wicked.

HAPPY:

She's bad.

SNEEZY:

She's mighty mean.

GRUMPY:

She's an old witch! I'm warnin' ya! If the Queen finds her here, she'll swoop down and wreak her vengeance on us!

SNOW WHITE:

Oh, but she doesn't know where I am.

GRUMPY:

She don't, huh?

SNOW WHITE:

No.

GRUMPY:

She knows everything! She's full of black magic. She can even make herself invisible! (LOW) Might be in this room right now.

DWARFS:

(GASP, SIMULTANEOUS WITH--)

SNOW WHITE:

(GASP) Oh, my goodness!

SOUND:

STEADY KNOCKING OF WOOD BLOCKS ... THEN OUT BEHIND--

GRUMPY:

Stop that. Stop it, Dopey. (TO DWARFS) She finds her here, we're lost!

DWARFS:

Lost?

SOUND:

RING OF TINY TINKLY BELL ... THEN OUT BEHIND--

GRUMPY:

Not you, Dopey. All of us.

SNOW WHITE:

Oh, but she'll never find me here. And if you let me stay, I'll keep house for you. I'll wash and sew and sweep and cook--

DWARFS:

(INTRIGUED) Cook?! You can?!

SNOW WHITE:

Yes!

DOC:

Can ya make lapple dumplins-- Uh, lumple dapplins--

HAPPY:

(CORRECTS DOC) Apple dumplin's!

DOC:

Oh, yes, yes. Crapple dumplins?

SNOW WHITE:

Yes, and plum pudding and gooseberry pie--

HAPPY:

Oh, gooseberry pie?!

DWARFS:

(CHEER) Hurray! (MURMUR EXCITEDLY) She stays!

GRUMPY:

Wait a minute, wait a minute, ya crazy fools! You gonna lose your heads over a gooseberry pie? I say she goes!

DOC:

I say she stays!

GRUMPY:

I say she goes!

DOC:

I say she don't!

GRUMPY:

She does!

DOC:

She don't!

GRUMPY:

She will!

DOC:

She won't!

GRUMPY:

Does!

DOC:

Don't!

GRUMPY:

Does!

DOC:

Don't!

GRUMPY:

Does!

DOC:

Don't!

GRUMPY:

Oh, you're a pot-bellied old hop-toad!

DOC:

He's a-- I'm a-- Who's a belly-potted old flop-load? A hop-jellied--? A flop--?

GRUMPY:

You! You're a flop-bell-- Toad-jell--! Now you got me doin' it!

DOC:

I say she stays!

GRUMPY:

How'd you like someone to twist your nose for ya?

DOC:

Twist my nose? Why, you wouldn't dare! (SCREAMING) Owwwww!

DWARFS:

(MURMUR IN CONSTERNATION)

DOC:

Let go of my nose! Ow! Let go! Ow! Owwwww!

DWARFS:

(FALL SILENT BEHIND--)

SNOW WHITE:

Oh, stop! Please! Please, stop! (SIGHS) Don't let me break up your happy home. (SADLY) I'll go.

GRUMPY:

Heh! Good riddance.

SNOW WHITE:

I'm not afraid of the dark woods at night and - and the goblins.

BASHFUL:

The goblins?

DOC:

Think of the ghosts!

SNEEZY:

The demons!

SLEEPY:

And the spooks.

SNOW WHITE:

Yes.

SOUND:

STEADY KNOCKING OF WOOD BLOCKS ... THEN IN BG--

HAPPY:

The dragons.

BASHFUL:

Yeah, but think of our gooseberry pie!

DWARFS:

Yeah! Our gooseberry pie! (MURMUR AGREEMENT)

SOUND:

KNOCKING KNEES CHANGES TO RING OF TINY BELL ... THEN OUT BEHIND--

HAPPY:

It'll taste mighty good!

DOC:

Raisins in the crust.

SLEEPY:

Belt in your [boughs?]

SNEEZY:

Can eat 'til ya bust.

GRUMPY:

(GRUDGINGLY) Well-- All right. We'll let her stay. But - but just 'til we get that pie!

DWARFS & SNOW WHITE:

Hooray!

SOUND:

DOPEY'S TINY BELL RINGS

MUSIC:

CURTAIN ... "HEIGH-HO"

SOUND:

APPLAUSE

ANNOUNCER:

So ends the first act of "Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs." During our brief intermission, let's take a flying trip from the land of fantasy to everyday life, to the home of our friends the Browning family. It's the night after Christmas and all through the house not a creature was stirring, except Dot and Midge. They're still up, having a little last-minute fun going over their presents.

MUSIC:

DURING ABOVE, TINKLY MUSIC BOX SNEAKS IN ... THEN IN BG

MIDGE:

Gee, that music box is divine! Makes me think of moonlight and roses. Oh, wasn't Dad a lamb to give it to me?

MUSIC:

TINKLY MUSIC BOX ... OUT BEHIND--

DOT:

Yes, and wasn't Cousin Lou an angel to give me all this lovely lingerie? Oh, look at this nightgown, Midge. Isn't it sweet?

MIDGE:

Oh, it's adorable! Hold it up to you, Dot.

DOT:

Oh, look at it float.

MIDGE:

It's a dream, all right. Are you gonna wear it tonight?

DOT:

Oh, my goodness, no. I'm going to keep all these things for my best.

SOUND:

DOOR OPENS

MOTHER:

Why, girls, aren't you ready for bed yet?

MIDGE:

We can't decide what to wear, Mother. At least, Dot can't. She wants to hoard all her lingerie.

MOTHER:

Why, the things are so beautiful, Dot, I'm surprised you don't start right in wearing that lovely nightgown.

DOT:

Well, that's just it, Mother. They're all so lovely I'm afraid to wash them too often, so I'm going to kind of save them.

MOTHER:

(CHUCKLES) Oh, nonsense, dear. They Lux beautifully. You just wear them and get the use out of them. But you will use Lux Flakes, won't you?

DOT:

Oh, I will, Mother.

MOTHER:

And I hope you make it one of your new year's resolutions, too, Midge.

MIDGE:

(GENTLY MOCKING) I solemnly swear that I will use Lux, always Lux, and nothing but Lux; and I won't forget. (QUICKLY) I hope-I hope-I hope-I hope.

MOTHER:

(CHUCKLES)

DOT:

(LAUGHS) We'll hold you to that, Midgey. (LAUGHS)

MOTHER:

And now, girls, get to bed.

DOT & MIDGE:

Good night, Mother!

DOT:

Pleasant dreams.

ANNOUNCER:

Yes, Dot can rest easy about her lovely new nightgown, and all her underthings for that matter. Gentle Lux removes soil like magic, and at the same time leaves colors and materials looking like new. As Mother Browning knows so well, anything safe in water alone is safe in Lux. That's because there's no harmful alkali to hurt delicate fabrics or fade colors. Use gentle Lux Flakes for your own nice things to keep them dainty and new-looking longer. Now here's our producer, Mr. DeMille.

HOST:

Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs are ready to go on with their story.

MUSIC:

FOR A FAIRY TALE ... THEN IN BG, WITH APPROPRIATE LITTLE ACCENTS AT [X] ... IN AGREEMENT WITH FOLLOWING--

HOST:

In our far-off world long long ago,
Our princess fair with skin like snow
Was taken in as cook by the seven little men.
By Happy, [X] and Bashful, [X] and Sleepy, [X] and Doc, [X]
And Sneezy, [X] and Grumpy, [X] and Dopey. [X]
She was taken in as cook in the house in the glen
And we hope she'll be happy with the seven little men.
We hope she'll be happy, as a young girl should,
With seven little men so kind and good.
With Happy, [X] and Bashful, [X] and Sleepy, [X] and Doc, [X]
And Sneezy, [X] and Grumpy, [X] and Dopey. [X]
Knock on wood.

MUSIC:

PAUSES FOR THREE TAPS ON WOOD BLOCK ... THEN RESUMES BEHIND HOST--

HOST:

It's suppertime now in the cottage and as softly as they're able
The Seven Dwarfs, with gentle grace, all tip - toe - to - the - table.

MUSIC:

DURING ABOVE, FOR TIPTOEING TO THE TABLE ... THEN OUT WITH--

SOUND:

CHAOS AND CONFUSION AS THE DWARFS WHOOP AND HOLLER AND BANG CHAIRS, DISHES, AND UTENSILS AT THE TABLE ... THEY QUIET DOWN BEHIND--

SNOW WHITE:

Uh, uh, uh! Oh, just a minute, please! Supper's not quite ready. You'll just have time to wash.

DWARFS:

Wash?

SNEEZY:

Wash?

DOC:

Wash?

HAPPY:

Wash?

GRUMPY:

Heh. I knew there's a catch to it!

SLEEPY:

Why wash?

HAPPY:

What fer? We ain't goin' nowhere.

DOC:

'Tain't New Year.

SNOW WHITE:

Oh, perhaps you have washed.

DOC:

Oh, perhaps--? Yes. (CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY) Yes. Perhaps we have.

SNOW WHITE:

But when?

DOC:

(HEMS AND HAWS) When? Uh, when? Uh, you said, "When?" Why, last week-- uh, month-- uh, year-- Why, uh, uh, uh-- (BEAT) Recently.

DWARFS:

Yes, recently!

SNOW WHITE:

(NOT FOOLED) Oh! Recently? (AS IF TO A CHILD) Let me see your hands. (NO RESPONSE, MORE INSISTENT) Let me see your hands. (BEAT) Why, Doc! I'm surprised.

DOC:

(CHUCKLES SELF-CONSCIOUSLY)

SNOW WHITE:

Come on, Bashful. Let's see yours.

BASHFUL:

(CHUCKLES SELF-CONSCIOUSLY)

SNOW WHITE:

(GASPS BROADLY, APPALLED) That will never do! And Dopey? (BEAT, MORE SORROW THAN ANGER) My, my, my!

SOUND:

IN RESPONSE, DOPEY'S BELL CHIMES THREE TIMES IN DESCENDING TONES AND IN THE SAME CADENCE AS SNOW WHITE'S "My, my, my!"

SNOW WHITE:

This is worse than I thought. (CHEERFUL, NOT OFFICIOUS) Now, all of you run right outside and wash yourselves. And don't forget behind the ears. And under the beard. And comb your hair nice and neat.

DWARFS:

(MURMURING UNCOMFORTABLY, WHICH BEGINS DURING ABOVE AND BUILDS TO A PEAK)

SNOW WHITE:

Go on now, or you'll not get a bite to eat.

DWARFS:

(MOVING OFF, MURMURING UNHAPPILY)

SOUND:

SCENE FADES OUT ... TRANSITIONAL PAUSE ... NEXT SCENE FADES IN

DWARFS:

(MURMURING UNHAPPILY)

BASHFUL:

This is cold!

SLEEPY:

I don't want to do it.

DOC:

I - I - I guess we gotta do it, men. Stand around the tub.

SOUND:

SLOSH OF TUB WATER

DOC:

We all gotta wash.

GRUMPY:

(WITH DISGUST) Heh! Women!

SOUND:

SLOSH OF TUB WATER BEHIND--

DOC:

Courage, men, courage. Don't be nervous.

HAPPY:

(LAUGHS NERVOUSLY) Gosh, it's wet.

SNEEZY:

Brrr! It's - it's cold, too!

BASHFUL:

We ain't gonna do it, are we?

DOC:

(STAMMERS) Well, it'll please the Princess.

GRUMPY:

I say we take a vote!

DOC:

All right, we'll take a goat-- Er, a vote. All in favor, hey sigh-- Er say aye.

DWARFS:

(EXCEPT GRUMPY) Aye.

GRUMPY:

Eh! What about Dopey?

SNEEZY:

He don't count.

GRUMPY:

Does, too!

SOUND:

DOPEY'S BELL RINGS

DOC:

Listen, Dopey. If you're for pleasin' the Princess, ring your bell once. If you're not in flavor -- er, in favor -- ring it twice. Understand?

BASHFUL:

He understands. One ring for yes and two for no, eh, Dopey?

DOC:

Well? Which is it?

SOUND:

DOPEY'S BELL CHIMES THREE TIMES

DWARFS:

(SIGH AND GROAN IN EXASPERATION)

SNEEZY:

I told you he didn't count.

HAPPY:

I think we ought to wash anyhow.

DWARFS:

(MURMUR AGREEMENT, "Me, too." "Me, too.")

GRUMPY:

Heh! Her wiles are beginnin' to work. But I'm warnin' ya, ya give 'em an inch, and they'll walk all over ya!

DOC:

Oh, don't listen to that old warthog! Come on now, men!

SNEEZY:

How hard do ya scrub?

SLEEPY:

Will our whiskers shrink?

HAPPY:

Do ya get in the tub?

BASHFUL:

Do ya have to wash where it doesn't show?

DOC:

Now -- now, now, now, don't get excited. Here we go.

SOUND:

SPLASHING! AS DWARFS REACT TO THE COLD WATER--

DWARFS:

(SHIVERING, BLUBBERING, MUTTERING, HOOTING, LAUGHING, ET CETERA)

MUSIC:

BRIDGE

SOUND:

GENTLE CLATTER OF UTENSILS AND DISHES AT THE DINNER TABLE

DWARFS:

(MURMUR CONTENTEDLY)

DOC:

Men? Men, I vote that the best supper I ever et!

HAPPY:

Me, too, Doc!

DWARFS:

(MURMUR AGREEMENT, "Me, too.")

SNOW WHITE:

Oh! Thank you. I'm so glad you liked it.

SLEEPY:

I can still taste that pie.

BASHFUL:

Gosh, I'm full. Right up to here.

GRUMPY:

(DISMISSIVE) Heh!

DOC:

What's that, Grumpy?

GRUMPY:

I said, "heh"!

DOC:

(CHUCKLES) And your plate's lean-- Er, clean--

GRUMPY:

Well, you gotta eat somethin' after workin' all day!

SNOW WHITE & DWARFS:

(LAUGH AT GRUMPY)

SLEEPY:

(YAWNS) What do you say we-- (YAWNS) -- go to bed?

HAPPY:

Not yet!

DOC:

Gosh, no. 'Tain't bedtime yet. I'm all set for a ramborjee-- Er, banjoree-- Er, uh, how about a song?

SNOW WHITE & DWARFS:

(DELIGHTED AGREEMENT)

MUSIC:

SNEAKS IN ... "DWARFS' YODEL SONG (THE SILLY SONG)" ... ACCOMPANIES DWARFS

DOC:

Go on, Happy. You're first!

HAPPY:

(SINGS)
I like to dance and tap my feet, but they don't keep in rhythm.
You see, I washed 'em both today and I can't do nothin' with 'em!

DWARFS:

(LAUGH)

DOC:

Sneezy's next.

SNEEZY:

(SINGS)
A minute after I was born, I didn't have a nightie.
So I tied my whiskers 'round my legs and I used them for a di--

MUSIC:

OUT ABRUPTLY AS--

SNEEZY:

(QUICKLY BUILDS TO SNEEZE) A di-- A da-- A dee-- A dah-- I used-- (BIG SNEEZE, THEN SPEAKS) A nightie!

DWARFS:

(LAUGH)

MUSIC:

"THE SILLY SONG" RESUMES IN BG

DOC:

Now Bashful. Go ahead, Bashful!

BASHFUL:

(TOO SHY TO SING) I-- Oh, gosh.
(SINGS)
I chased a polecat up a tree, way out upon a limb
And when he got the best of me, I got the worst of him.

MUSIC:

SONG ENDS BEHIND--

DWARFS:

(LAUGH)

SNOW WHITE:

(LAUGHS HAPPILY) Ohhh, that was fun!

HAPPY:

(CHUCKLES) Now-- Now, you do somethin'.

SNOW WHITE:

Well, what shall I do?

SLEEPY:

(SLEEPILY) Tell us a-- (YAWNS) --story.

DWARFS:

Yes! Tell us a story!

HAPPY:

(HAPPILY) A true story!

BASHFUL:

(BASHFULLY) A love story.

MUSIC:

SNEAKS IN ... BUILDS TO "SOMEDAY MY PRINCE WILL COME" IN BG

SNOW WHITE:

Well, once there was a princess.

DOC:

Was the princess you?

SNOW WHITE:

And she fell in love.

SNEEZY:

Was it hard to do?

SNOW WHITE:

It was very easy. Anyone could see
That the prince was charming. The only one for me.

DOC:

Was he, uh, strong and handsome?

SNEEZY:

Was he--? Was he big and tall?

SNOW WHITE:

There's nobody like him, anywhere at all.

BASHFUL:

Did he say he loved ya?

HAPPY:

Did he steal a kiss?

SNOW WHITE:

(SINGS)
He was so romantic I could not resist.

Someday my Prince will come.
Someday we'll meet again,

And away to his castle we'll go
To be happy forever I know.

GRUMPY:

(DISMISSIVE) Heh! Mush.

SNOW WHITE:

(SINGS)
Someday when spring is here
We'll find our love anew

And the birds will sing
And wedding bells will ring,
Someday when my dreams come true.

MUSIC:

SONG ENDS BEHIND--

DWARFS:

(CHEER AND APPLAUD)

SNOW WHITE: Oh! Thank you.

SOUND:

THE DWARFS' CLOCK GENTLY CHIMES MIDNIGHT ... IN BG

DOC:

Listen! It's twelve o'clock, hen-- Er, men. Mime for ted-- Er, uh, time for bed.

DWARFS:

(MURMUR, THEN IN BG)

SNOW WHITE:

Oh, my, yes! Good night! Good night, everybody! Pleasant dreams!

DWARFS:

Pleasant dreams, Princess!

SOUND:

SCENE FADES OUT ... TRANSITIONAL PAUSE ... NEXT SCENE FADES IN ... THE QUEEN'S CLOCK OMINOUSLY CHIMES MIDNIGHT

MUSIC:

EERIE AND GRIM ... IN BG--

QUEEN:

(LOW, TO HERSELF) 'Tis midnight. (UP, TO MIRROR) Slave in the Magic Mirror, come from the farthest space.

SOUND:

THUNDER BOOMS AND RUMBLES ... THEN OUT FOR--

MIRROR:

What wouldst thou [know, my] Queen?

QUEEN:

Magic mirror on the wall,
Who now is the fairest one of all?

MIRROR:

Over the Seven Jewelled Hills,
Beyond the Seventh Fall,
In the cottage of the Seven Dwarfs,
Dwells Snow White, fairest one of all.

QUEEN:

Snow White lies dead in the forest.
The Huntsman has brought me proof.
Behold, her heart.

MIRROR:

Snow White still lives, the fairest in the land.
'Tis the heart of a pig you hold in your hand.

QUEEN:

The heart of a pig?! Then I've been tricked!

MUSIC:

AN ACCENT ... THEN INCREASINGLY WEIRD AND OMINOUS ... IN AGREEMENT WITH FOLLOWING--

QUEEN:

(TO HERSELF) The heart of a pig! The blundering fool!
I'll go myself to the dwarfs' cottage --
in a disguise so complete no one will ever suspect.
I'll transform my beauty into ugliness.
Change my queenly raiment to a peddler's cloak.
"Mummy Dust" to make me old.
To shroud my clothes, the black of night.
To age my voice, an old hag's cackle.

WITCH:

(CACKLES SINISTERLY)

QUEEN:

To whiten my hair, a scream of fright.

WITCH:

(SCREAMS)

QUEEN:

A blast of wind to fan my hate!

SOUND:

A FIERCE WIND BLOWS

QUEEN:

A thunderbolt--!

SOUND:

BOOM! OF THUNDER

QUEEN:

--to mix it well.
Now -- begin thy magic spell.

MUSIC:

UP, FOR THE MAGIC SPELL ... THEN IN BG

QUEEN:

(BREATHLESS) Look! My hands! (INHALES CROAKILY) My voice! (CHANGES TO WITCH) My voice! (LAUGHS MANIACALLY) A perfect disguise! And now, a special sort of death for one so fair. What shall it be? Ah! The Poisoned Apple! Sleeping Death. One taste of the Poisoned Apple and the victim's eyes will close forever -- in the Sleeping Death. (LAUGHS HEARTILY, THEN STOPS SHORT) But wait! There may be an antidote. Nothing must be overlooked. My book of drugs.

SOUND:

PAGES FLIPPED

WITCH:

Ah! Here it is! (READS) "The Victim of the Sleeping Death can be revived only by Love's First Kiss." (AMUSED, TO HERSELF) "Love's First Kiss"!
(LAUGHS HEARTILY) No fear of that! The dwarfs will think she's dead!
She'll be buried alive! (LAUGHS HEARTILY) Buried alive! (LAUGHS HEARTILY)

SOUND:

SCENE FADES OUT ... TRANSITIONAL PAUSE ... NEXT SCENE FADES IN

MUSIC:

QUIETLY REVERENT ORGAN ... THEN IN BG

SNOW WHITE:

(PRAYS) Thank you for saving me from the jealous Queen. And bless the seven little men who've been so good to me. And - and make my dreams come true. Amen. (BEAT) Oh, yes. And - and please make Grumpy like me. He really isn't Grumpy; he's a dear. And if he likes me, I can stay. I'll be so safe and happy here. Amen.

MUSIC:

FOR A GENTLE CONCLUSION, THE MOOD IS INSTANTLY BROKEN BY--

WITCH:

(A LONG EVIL SINISTER LAUGH)

MUSIC:

FOR A VIOLENT CURTAIN WHICH ENDS ON A GRIM EERIE CHORD

SOUND:

APPLAUSE

ANNOUNCER:

We pause for station identification. This is the Columbia Broadcasting System.

MUSIC:

LUX SIGNATURE FILLS THE PAUSE

ANNOUNCER:

Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs have ended the second act of their adventures. They're not going away, though. They'll be here again in a very little while to continue telling you their story. That will be Act Three. Right now, in our intermission time, Mr. DeMille and our guest of honor are going to kind of talk things over.

HOST:

It's now my happy privilege to bring to the microphone one of the truly great men of the motion picture industry. Our distinguished guest is so well known that even to mention his name is utterly superfluous -- like, uh, gilding the lily.

DISNEY:

(CHUCKLES) Well, thanks.

HOST:

Therefore I will not mention his name.

DISNEY:

Huh?

HOST:

Indeed, our guest is so modest and publicity-shy that the mere mention of his forthcoming productions would send a shudder down his spine.

DISNEY:

Huh?

HOST:

Therefore I'll refrain from any mention of them.

DISNEY:

Not even one?

HOST:

Instead, I'll let him interview me about my work.

DISNEY:

I must say, this is rather unexpected.

HOST:

Oh, go on. Just ask me one little question about "Union Pacific."

DISNEY:

What for? I know all about it.

HOST:

Now, Mr. Disney-- (REALIZES HE'S MENTIONED THE NAME) Oh. (CHUCKLES) Yes, ladies and gentlemen, this - this is Walt Disney.

DISNEY:

Thank you, Mr. DeMille.

HOST:

Mr. Disney is now at work on his next feature--

DISNEY:

(INTERRUPTS) And the title is "Pinocchio."

HOST:

Yes, and now that you--

DISNEY:

(INTERRUPTS) I have another named "Bambi."

HOST:

"Bambi," yes. And now that you--

DISNEY:

(INTERRUPTS) And then "Alice in Wonderland" comes after that.

HOST:

Yes -- yes-yes-yes. And now if you please-- If you'll please let me say just a word about my - my picture--

DISNEY:

(INTERRUPTS) You know, I've gotten a whole new slant from "Union Pacific." It has thousands of miles of railroad track; hundreds of Indians; hundreds of assorted actors -- all in authentic costumes; thousands of--

HOST:

(INTERRUPTS) Yeah, wait a minute, wait a minute. You forgot Lux. Hundreds of boxes of Lux.

DISNEY:

(AMUSED) Back in the Unwashed Sixties? Never.

HOST:

Mmm. (CHUCKLES) No, but-- But Lux takes an active part in every DeMille production. It's the backbone of the wardrobe department. It helps those costumes start out fresh and clean every morning. But picking up where you left off, Walt--

DISNEY:

Well, seeing how tremendous your pictures are, if I had to make "Snow White" over again, I'd have seven hundred dwarfs instead of only seven.

HOST:

Seven--?

DISNEY:

I'd have seventy thousand. And they'd all be giants except one. And he'd be taller than the rest. And instead of buzzards following the old witch, I'd have bombing planes. And for a climax, the wicked queen sells Snow White a poisoned fruit stand. (CHUCKLES) I think I'll do it.

HOST:

(CHUCKLES) You're all wrong, Walt. What people want is more fantasy, sweetness, whimsy. Or just call it more "Snow White." Why, think what I could do with "Union Pacific" if I had the Disney touch. My hero could be a steam engine -- a prince in disguise. One day as he was passing the roundhouse, he heard a sweet voice singing, and looking over the garden wall, he saw a beautiful coal car.

DISNEY:

Yes, Mr. DeMille, that's colossal.

HOST:

And though she was a shabby coal car, she was really a princess. Her name was Snow White.

DISNEY:

(LIGHTLY) No, Mr. DeMille. If you do, I'll sue you. (CHUCKLES)

HOST:

(CHUCKLES) They fall in love. But the Great West in those days was a trackless wilderness. So one day the handsome young locomotive says to his beloved--

DISNEY:

Baby, we gotta make tracks! (CHUCKLES)

HOST:

(CHUCKLES) Well, in a crude way, that's the idea. But let's get serious, Walt. In making your pictures, do you follow any ironclad rules?

DISNEY:

Just one. Never do anything that somebody else can do better. That's why we ordinarily sidestep stories that could be done successfully in live action instead of animated action.

HOST:

What about the future, as the art of animating human figures develops?

DISNEY:

(CHUCKLES) We'll never do "Hamlet."

HOST:

Want to bet?

DISNEY:

(CHUCKLES) Well, to be honest, our medium is so young and so unexplored and so fascinating that we have to guard against daydreaming. We have too many immediate problems. And I think my most immediate problem is to let you get back to the play.

HOST:

Sit down then, Walt, but don't go away.

DISNEY:

Thanks, Mr. DeMille.

HOST:

We'll be calling on you a little later.

SOUND:

APPLAUSE

HOST:

Once again, "Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs."

MUSIC:

FOR A FAIRY TALE ... THEN OMINOUS BEHIND HOST--

HOST:

Through black of night, the jealous queen, her deadly charm devised,
Flies toward the cottage in the glen, as a witch disguised.
In fiendish glee she swears with every breath
The Poisoned Apple shall be Snow White's death.

WITCH:

(HEARTY SINISTER LAUGH)

MUSIC:

LIGHTER ... BEHIND HOST--

HOST:

It's morning. At the doorway of the cottage in the glen,
Stands Snow White and the seven little men.
Eagerly they wait their turn in line because they know
Each one will get a kiss as off to work they go.

DOC:

(STAMMERS) Now, don't forget, my dear.

SNOW WHITE:

Don't forget what?

DOC:

The old Queen's a sly one. She's full of witchcraft. So beware of strangers.

SNOW WHITE:

Don't worry, Doc. I will. And I'll have dinner all ready for you when you get back. Now here's your kiss.

SOUND:

SMOOCH!

DOC:

(CHORTLES, FLUSTERED) Oh, oh, yes. Well--

SNOW WHITE:

(GIGGLES)

DOC:

(MORE SERIOUS, TO DWARFS) Uh, come on, men. Let's go.

SNOW WHITE:

And now you, Bashful.

BASHFUL:

Now - now, be awful careful, 'cause if anything should ever happen to you, why--

SNOW WHITE:

(CHARMED) Oh. Goodbye, Bashful.

SOUND:

SMOOCH!

BASHFUL:

(THRILLED) Oh, gosh! (CHUCKLES, MOVING OFF)

SOUND:

DOPEY'S BELL RINGS

SNOW WHITE:

Oh, Dopey, of course there's a kiss for you.

SOUND:

SMOOCH!... DOPEY'S BELL RINGS AT A MUCH FASTER TEMPO ... THEN MOVES OFF

SNOW WHITE:

(GIGGLES)

SNEEZY:

Now remember, Princess, be sure to wa-- (BUILDS TO SNEEZE) To wa-wa-- To-to-- Be sure to wa-wa-wa-wa-- (BIG SNEEZE) To watch out.

SNOW WHITE:

I'll be very careful.

SOUND:

SMOOCH!

SNOW WHITE:

(GIGGLES) Goodbye.

SNEEZY:

(MOVING OFF) Goodbye. Goodbye, Princess.

SNOW WHITE:

Now, who's next?

SOUND:

DOPEY'S BELL RINGS

SNOW WHITE:

Oh, Dopey, didn't I just say goodbye to you?

SOUND:

DOPEY'S BELL RINGS

SNOW WHITE:

Well, all right. But it's the very last one.

SOUND:

SMOOCH!

SOUND:

DOPEY'S BELL RINGS AT A MUCH FASTER TEMPO ... THEN MOVES OFF

SNOW WHITE:

(GIGGLES) Goodbye, Sleepy.

SOUND:

SMOOCH!

SNOW WHITE:

Goodbye, Happy.

SOUND:

SMOOCH!

SNOW WHITE:

And goodbye--

GRUMPY:

(GRUMBLES)

SNOW WHITE:

(UNCERTAIN) Oh. Grumpy.

GRUMPY:

(CLEARS THROAT) Now - now, I'm warnin' ya. Don't let nobody or nothin' in the house.

SNOW WHITE:

Why, Grumpy! You do care!

GRUMPY:

(GRUMPILY) Well, what if I do?

SNOW WHITE:

(PLEASED) Oh, Grumpy. Here--

SOUND:

SMOOCH!

GRUMPY:

(GRUMPY EXCLAMATION, MOVING OFF)

SNOW WHITE:

Goodbye.

GRUMPY:

(OFF) Goodbye.

SNOW WHITE:

Goodbye, everyone! Goodbye!

DWARFS:

(MUTTERING, OFF) Goodbye.

SNOW WHITE:

Goodbye! (GIGGLES)

SOUND:

DOPEY'S BELL RINGS, WANTING ANOTHER KISS

SNOW WHITE:

(AMUSED) Why, Dopey, what do you mean by--? (GIGGLES)

SOUND:

DOPEY'S BELL RINGS ... THEN MOVES OFF

MUSIC:

"HEIGH-HO" ... ACCOMPANIES DWARFS

DWARFS:

(SING)
Heigh-ho, heigh-ho, it's off to work we go. (WHISTLE)
Heigh-ho, heigh-ho, heigh-ho, heigh-ho,
Heigh-ho, it's off to work we go. (WHISTLE)
Heigh-ho, heigh-ho--

SOUND:

SCENE FADES OUT ... TRANSITIONAL PAUSE ... NEXT SCENE FADES IN ... THE BIRDS WHISTLE IN BG AS SNOW WHITE SINGS TO HERSELF ... CLINK! OF UTENSILS AS SNOW WHITE WORKS ON PIES

SNOW WHITE:

(SINGS, UNACCOMPANIED)
Someday my Prince will come.
Someday we'll meet again.

SOUND:

BIRDS FALL SILENT WITH KNOCK ON DOOR

SNOW WHITE:

(CALLS) Who is it? (NO ANSWER) Who is it?

SOUND:

KNOCK ON DOOR

SNOW WHITE:

Just a minute!

SOUND:

DOOR CREAKS OPEN

SNOW WHITE:

(SURPRISED) Oh!

WITCH:

(SLOWLY) Good day, my pet. Er, all alone?

SNOW WHITE:

Why-- Why, yes, I am, but--

WITCH:

(LOOKING AROUND) The little, er, men are not here?

SNOW WHITE:

No, they're not, but--

WITCH:

(SOMETHING SMELLS GOOD) Mm-mmm! Making pies?

SNOW WHITE:

Yes, gooseberry pie.

WITCH:

It's apple pies that make the menfolks' mouths water. Pies made from apples like this one. (CACKLES)

SNOW WHITE:

Oh, it does look delicious.

WITCH:

Yes! But wait 'til you taste it, dearie. (CACKLES) Like to try it? Hmm? Go on. Go on, have a bite.

A BIRD:

(WHISTLES AN URGENT WARNING, "DON'T DO IT! DON'T DO IT!")

SNOW WHITE:

What did you say, birds?

A BIRD:

(WHISTLES, "YOU SHOULDN'T EAT IT!")

SNOW WHITE:

But why shouldn't I eat it?

A BIRD:

(WHISTLES, "BECAUSE!")

SNOW WHITE:

Because why?

THE BIRDS:

(ALL TWITTERING RAPIDLY AT ONCE)

SOUND:

WHACK! WHACK! AS WITCH TRIES TO SLAP THE BIRDS

WITCH:

Go away! Go away, ya pesky birds! Go away, do you hear?!

SNOW WHITE:

(DISTRESSED) Ohh! Oh, don't hit them, please!

A BIRD:

(WHISTLES)

SNOW WHITE:

What did you say, bird?

THE BIRDS:

(ALL TWITTERING RAPIDLY AT ONCE ... THEN MOVING OFF)

WITCH:

What was it? What do they say?

SNOW WHITE:

I don't know. Something about telling the little men.

WITCH:

(LOW, TO HERSELF) The little men. The beastly little men. (UP, TO SNOW WHITE, FEIGNING ILLNESS) Oh! Oh, my heart! Let me come in and sit down.

SNOW WHITE:

(CONCERNED) Ohh! Why - why, of course.

WITCH:

Thank you, my pet. And now because you've been so good to poor old Granny, I'll share a secret with you. This is no ordinary apple. It's a magic wishing apple.

SNOW WHITE:

A wishing apple?

WITCH:

Yes. One bite and all your dreams'll come true.

SNOW WHITE:

Really?

WITCH:

Yes, girlie! Now, make a wish and take a bite.

SNOW WHITE:

Oooh, it looks awfully nice, but--

SOUND:

THUNDER

SNOW WHITE:

Oh, there's a storm coming up! I'd better close the window.

WITCH:

(TOO SHARPLY) No! No, no. (RECOVERS, SWEETLY) Er, oh-- Oh, there's plenty of time, my dear. Now, here's the apple, the wishing apple. (SLYLY) There must be something your little heart desires. Perhaps there's someone you love.

SNOW WHITE:

Well, there is someone.

WITCH:

I thought so, I thought so. Old Granny knows a young girl's heart. Now, take the apple, dearie, and make a wish.

SNOW WHITE:

I wish-- I wish--

WITCH:

That's it. Go on. Go on.

SOUND:

THUNDER

SNOW WHITE:

I wish -- for my prince to come for me. I wish that - that he'll carry me away to his castle -- where we'll live happily ever after.

WITCH:

Fine! Fine! Now, take a bite. Don't let the wish grow cold! (BEAT, AS SNOW WHITE TAKES A BITE) There! That's it! Did it taste good, my pet? (LAUGHS HEARTILY)

SNOW WHITE:

(STRICKEN) Oh! Oh! I feel so strange.

WITCH:

(WITH RELISH) Her breath will still!

SNOW WHITE:

Oh.

WITCH:

Her blood congeal!

SNOW WHITE:

Oh.

WITCH:

The Sleeping Death! Heh! She cannot stand! (LAUGHS TRIUMPHANTLY)

SOUND:

THUNDER ... CONTINUES IN BG

WITCH:

Now I'm the fairest in the land! (LAUGHS, BUT STOPS SHORT WITH--)

SOUND:

APPROACH OF TWITTERING BIRDS, CHATTERING ANIMALS, AND HOLLERING DWARFS ... CONTINUES IN BG

WITCH:

What's that? The little men return? I must hurry! Away! Away to the farthest mountain top! To a witch's lair! Let them follow if they dare!

SOUND:

THUNDER

WITCH:

(LAUGHS TRIUMPHANTLY, MOVING OFF)

MUSIC:

ACCENT ... THEN FOR CHASING THE WITCH TO HER DEATH ... IN AGREEMENT WITH FOLLOWING--

SOUND:

PAINTS A PICTURE OF BIRDS, ANIMALS, AND DWARFS CHASING THE WITCH THROUGH THE THUNDERSTORM

DOC:

Which way did she go?!

SNEEZY:

There she is!

GRUMPY:

Well, whatcha standin' here for?! Up the mountain after her, men! Up that mountain! (MOVING OFF)

DWARFS:

(MURMUR) Come on!

BASHFUL:

I see her now. I saw her in the lightnin' flash!

GRUMPY:

Well, don't let her get away! Get after her!

SNEEZY:

Surround that cliff! She can't get down!

DOC:

Be careful, men! She's desperate! Watch out for that rock!

BASHFUL:

She's rollin' rocks down off the hill!

SLEEPY:

She'll kill us all!

DOC:

Get back, men! Get back!

GRUMPY:

No, no! Go on! Surround the old witch! Surround her! Get her!

DOC:

(IN AWE) Look! The lightnin'! It's strikin' all around her!

SOUND:

BIG ROLL OF THUNDER BEHIND--

WITCH:

(LENGTHY BLOODCURDLING SCREAM AS WITCH FALLS TO HER DEATH)

DOC:

Oh! She fell!

BASHFUL:

Fell right past us. I could feel the wind.

GRUMPY:

Struck by lightnin'. Serves her right!

MUSIC:

FOR THE QUEEN'S DEATH ... BRIEF ACCENT BEHIND--

DOC:

Well, men, the wicked Queen is dead!

GRUMPY:

Eh! Good riddance, I say!

MUSIC:

CHANGES TO DEEP SADNESS ... IN BG

HAPPY:

(APPROACHES, DISTRAUGHT) Doc! Grumpy! Doc!

DOC:

Oh, here's Happy. Good news, Happy! The lightnin' hit her and she fell off the cliff! She's dead! (NO RESPONSE, PUZZLED, QUIETLY) Well? Wh-why don't you cheer?

HAPPY:

(SLOWLY, UNHAPPILY) I can't. 'Cause Snow White-- She's dead, too.

DWARFS:

(MUTED REACTION OF DISMAY)

SOUND:

THUNDER ... SCENE FADES OUT ... TRANSITIONAL PAUSE ... NEXT SCENE FADES IN

MUSIC:

ORGAN ... SOMBER ... THEN IN BG

DOC:

(BROKENLY) Well, there she is, men. Don't she look pretty?

GRUMPY:

(SADLY) Just like she wasn't dead at all.

SNEEZY:

She - she looks so purty -- (SNIFFLES) -- I - I can't think of buryin' her.

DOC:

No, we - we can't bury her, men. I'll tell you what we'll do. We'll build a glass coffin -- glass and gold.

BASHFUL:

And we'll keep flowers around it all the time.

SNEEZY:

Please -- no goldenrod.

DOC:

No. No - no goldenrod, Sneezy.

SNEEZY:

'Cause - 'cause I'm - I'm gonna sit beside her and watch her all the time. (SNIFFS)

MUSIC:

ORGAN ... STAYS SOMBER, BUT UP, FOR A BRIEF TRANSITION ... THEN IN BG--

GRUMPY:

Put the violets here, Sneezy.

SNEEZY:

Uh huh.

GRUMPY:

And the sweet peas there.

SNEEZY:

Uh huh.

GRUMPY:

Dopey's daffodils beside--

MUSIC:

ORGAN ... GENTLY OUT WITH--

PRINCE:

(SINGS SLOWLY, UNACCOMPANIED, APPROACHES FROM OFF)
One song, I have but one song,
One song only for you--
(THIS SINGING OVERLAPS WITH NEXT SIX LINES--)

DOC:

Listen, men. Somebody's coming this way.

SNEEZY:

Ridin' a horse.

GRUMPY:

(GRUMPILY) What's he want? Tell him to go away!

DOC:

We can't do that. Why, he - he's a prince!

SLEEPY:

A prince?

DOC:

Sure! Look at his clothes. He's a prince, all right.

MUSIC:

"ONE SONG" SNEAKS IN ... IN AGREEMENT WITH FOLLOWING--

PRINCE:

(PLEASANTLY, TO DWARFS) Good morning.

DWARFS:

Good morning, Your Highness.

PRINCE:

Is there something wrong? There are tears in your eyes.

DOC:

Snow White is dead -- and there she lies.

PRINCE:

(SHOCKED) Snow White is dead?

DOC:

Yes. Dead.

PRINCE:

And I've been searching far and wide.
Here, let me kneel at her side.

DWARFS:

(SURPRISED, MURMUR TO THEMSELVES)

PRINCE:

(DEEPLY) O Princess, ne'er was one so fair
For snow white skin and raven hair.

DOC:

(WHISPERS) Oh, gosh! He's givin' her a kiss!

BASHFUL:

He loves her! Gosh! Then he's her prince.

HAPPY:

The one she spoke of -- in the story.

GRUMPY:

Never mentioned his name since.

SNOW WHITE:

Did someone call?

DOC:

The princess spoke!

HAPPY:

Look! She's awake!

GRUMPY:

Yeah, the spell is broke!

HAPPY:

She's gonna live!

DOC:

She isn't harmed!

SLEEPY:

Only sleepin'.

GRUMPY:

Just a charm!

DWARFS:

(CHEER) Hooray!

PRINCE:

'Twas I who called.

SNOW WHITE:

(LOVINGLY) My prince!

PRINCE:

Oh, Snow White, they thought you dead, these little men.

SNOW WHITE:

I think I must have been. But then--
You kissed me. Or did I only dream?

PRINCE:

No dream. I did. I've searched for you -- so far.

SNOW WHITE:

And I've been waiting for you -- so long.

PRINCE:

You knew I'd come?

SNOW WHITE:

I knew -- someday.

MUSIC:

CHANGES TO "SOMEDAY MY PRINCE WILL COME" ... IN BG, TILL END OF PLAY

SNOW WHITE:

(SINGS)
Someday my Prince will come.
Someday we'll meet again,

PRINCE:

(SINGS)
And away to my castle we'll go
To be happy forever I know.

SNOW WHITE:

Goodbye, little men! Goodbye, Doc.

DOC:

(STAMMERS) Goodbye.

SNOW WHITE:

Goodbye, Bashful, and Sleepy, and Sneezy.

DWARFS:

(WITH MIXED EMOTIONS) Goodbye.

SNOW WHITE:

Oh, please--
Please don't be sad, little men.
I'll be coming back again.

DWARFS:

You will?!

SNOW WHITE:

Once every year we'll meet.
And I'll cook for you, too. And I'll make your house neat!

DWARFS:

(CHEER) Hooray!

SNOW WHITE:

Goodbye!

DWARFS:

Goodbye, Snow White!

SNOW WHITE:

Goodbye!

GRUMPY:

(GRUMPILY, TO DWARFS) Eh! That prince -- he better treat her right!

EVERYBODY:

(SINGS)
And the birds will sing
And wedding bells will ring,
Someday when my dreams come true.

MUSIC:

SONG ENDS

SOUND:

APPLAUSE

ANNOUNCER:

So we say goodbye to lovely Snow White and her fairy prince. And in just a moment you'll hear Mr. DeMille in a personal chat with Walt Disney. But now I'd like to give a little friendly advice to the women in our audience. All those nice underthings you got for Christmas -- you want them to stay dainty and fresh and new-looking a long time, don't you? Well, why don't you do what Mother Browning suggested? Why don't you plan to give all those lovely fragile things the care they deserve? Gentle Lux care. Keep a box of Lux Flakes on your bathroom shelf. And after every wearing, take your nice underthings and plunge them into a big bowlful of Lux suds. Those soft pure suds whisk away every trace of soil and leave your things dainty and new-looking. There's no harmful alkali to hurt fine materials or fade delicate colors. In fact, Lux is safe for anything safe in water alone. Try it. Buy Lux Flakes in the economical large size tomorrow. Now Mr. DeMille.

HOST:

Picking up where we left off between the acts, here's Walt Disney to continue his animated conversation in a more serious vein.

DISNEY:

(CHUCKLES) You'll be sorry, Mr. DeMille.

HOST:

Tell me, just how old a story is "Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs"?

DISNEY:

Well, it's so old that no one knows when or where it was first told.

HOST:

Is it true that it wasn't published until the Grimm Brothers came along?

DISNEY:

Yes, just about a hundred years ago. Jacob Grimm was a very learned man, a scientist. You'd hardly think he'd go in for fairy tales. But just as a hobby he and his brother collected a lot of old folk stories and legends, put them into a book, and called the book "Grimm's Fairy Tales."

HOST:

In their written form, Walt, fairy tales are supposedly only for children. But when you bring one to the screen, it captivates everyone. Age, language, race make no difference. What's the secret?

DISNEY:

Well, here's half an answer. Over at our place we're sure of just one thing -- everybody in the world was once a child. We grow up, our personalities change, but in every one of us, something remains of our childhood.

HOST:

You mean that's a common denominator?

DISNEY:

That just about sums it up, Mr. DeMille. The same level you speak of knows nothing of sophistication and distinction. It's where all of us are simple and naïve, without prejudice and bias. We're friendly and trusting. And it just seems to me that if your picture hits that spot in one person, it's going to hit that same spot in almost everybody. So in planning a new picture we don't think of grown-ups and we don't think of children, but just of that fine clean unspoiled spot down deep in every one of us that maybe the world has made us forget and that maybe our pictures can help recall. (LIGHTLY) But when a picture maker turns philosopher, Mr. DeMille, it's time for him to quit!

HOST:

(CHUCKLES)

DISNEY:

So thanks for your swell treatment of "Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs" and good night.

HOST:

Good night.

SOUND:

APPLAUSE

HOST:

That was Walt Disney, whose magic turns a theater ticket into a grand adventure. And now, ladies and gentlemen, a word about our program for next Monday night. The past year has seen Errol Flynn rise to the heights of Hollywood stardom. In successive films like "The Perfect Specimen," "Robin Hood," and "Dawn Patrol," he's proved himself a master of romantic comedy, adventurous melodrama, and straight dramatic roles. We hear this versatile and dashing gentleman next Monday night in the first of these hits, "The Perfect Specimen." And co-starred, as she was in the picture, is another favorite, the delightful Joan Blondell.

MUSIC:

ORGAN ... A RESTRAINED "AULD LANG SYNE" ... THEN BEHIND HOST--

HOST:

And so the Lux Radio Theatre says goodbye to Nineteen Thirty-Eight. We who are behind the scenes are not alone in making these presentations possible. If our efforts have brought you pleasure, won't you remember that in the Lux Radio Theatre is the means taken by the makers of Lux Flakes and Lux Toilet Soap to show their gratitude for your loyalty to these fine products. All of us, then, work together, and in Nineteen Thirty-Nine our goal is again your entertainment and your friendship -- a year of greater joys to be shared with you in the Lux Radio Theatre. From all of us goes the hope that the new year will light your hearts and homes with happiness and health.

MUSIC:

THEME ... TILL END

HOST:

Our sponsors, the makers of Lux Flakes, join me in inviting you to be with us again next Monday night, when the Lux Radio Theatre presents Errol Flynn and Joan Blondell in "Perfect Specimen." This is Cecil B. DeMille saying good night to you from Hollywood.

ANNOUNCER:

Louis Silvers appeared through courtesy of Twentieth Century-Fox studio where he directed music for the new film "Kentucky." Your announcer has been Melville Ruick. This is the Columbia Broadcasting System.