MUSIC:
"JELLO" JINGLE
DON:
"The Jello Program", starring Jack Benny! With Mary Livingstone, Phil Harris, Dennis Day, and yours truly Don Wilson. The orchestra opens the program with "Philly".
MUSIC:
"PHILLY", ESTABLISH, THEN QUIETLY, UNDER
DON:
Here is some helpful advice for every woman who likes to keep her family in good spirits. Give them Jello for dessert, not just once in a while, but often. For, one of the grandest things about Jello is the wide variety of ways in which you can serve it. There are six lovely, glowing colours to add reall beauty to your menus. Six rich, delicious flavours to tempt every appetite. And there's almost no limit to the different Jello dishes which you can prepare. Dozens and dozens of desserts and salads, easy to make, attractive to look at, swell to taste! You'll find definite recipe suggestions on every package of Jello. Just be sure you get genuine Jello, and don't accept any substitutes. For, there's only ONE Jello, and only Jello brings you that delicious, extra-rich flavour. So, look for the big red letters on the box. They spell JELLO, and Jello spells a treat!
MUSIC:
UP, CONTINUES TO A FINISH
DON:
That was "Philly", played by Phil Harris and his Orchestra. And now, ladies and gentlemen, this being the first Sunday in November, we bring you the last rose of summeROCH: JACK BENNY!
JACK:
Thank you! Thank you. Jello again! This is Jack Benny talking, and, Don, I've heard you give me some pretty silly introductions in the past, but that one takes the cake. "Last rose of summer"... What does that mean, anyway?
DON:
It doesn't mean anything. I was just trying to be clever, that's all.
JACK:
Don, you just make with the Jello. I'll take care of the clever stuff around here. Anyway, I don't want to start out every broadcast talking about me, me all the time. It's embarrassing!
PHIL:
It's a little dull too.
JACK:
Oh, it is? Well, Phil, let me ask you something, now that you've established your presence among us. Is this program getting a little too monotonous for you?
PHIL:
Well, it's not exactly--
JACK:
I mean, do you find me, personally, so incompatible?
PHIL:
Incom-what?
JACK:
Incompatible.
PHIL:
Would ya mind cuttin' that down where I can get at it?
JACK:
Not at all. What I'm trying to get at, Phil, is this. Do I bore you? I mean, do I grate on your nerves?
PHIL:
No, not exactly. Why?
JACK:
Because, Phil, there's an old Chinese proverb that says: "When orchestra leader unhappy over job, him soon clap hands with joy in breadline." Velly good advice! Oh, hello, Mary.
MARY:
Hello, One Lung. Is my laundry ready?
JACK:
Never mind that. You know, Mary, I don't know why I even argue with Phil. I use an ordinary word like "incompatible", and it throws him. He's absolutely illiterate.
MARY:
Well, it's your own fault, Jack. You knew he couldn't read when you hired him.
JACK:
What do you mean?
MARY:
You had to draw up his contract with pictures.
JACK:
Oh, that's right; I remember. I had to get a lawyer and Rube Goldberg. Say, Mary, did you see Dennis Day when you came in? I told him to be here early tonight.
MARY:
Yeah, I saw him downstairs in the drugstore, and I got some good news for you, Jack.
JACK:
What?
MARY:
I don't think his mother's with him.
JACK:
How do you know?
MARY:
He was on his third banana split.
JACK:
Oh. I knew he'd go on a spree the minute he got away from her. Three banana splits, eh?
MARY:
And a malted milk.
JACK:
Three banana splits and a malted milk??
MARY:
With an egg in it.
JACK:
With an egg in it??
MARY:
And a hamburger sandwich.
JACK:
A hamburger sandwich??
MARY:
With onions.
JACK:
With onions??
MARY:
Little Sir Echo, shut up, shut up.
JACK:
I will if you will. Mary, you must be mistaken. Dennis couldn't possibly eat all that stuff and three banana splits.
MARY:
With cherries.
JACK:
Well, here we go again, folks. Now look, Mary, run out and get Dennis. We have an important play to do tonight, and I want to start casting it right away.
MARY:
He'll be here in a minute.
DON:
Oh, Jack, is this the play you were telling me about?
JACK:
Yes, Don, and we've got to get going on it. In fact, I'm going to announce it right away. Hey, Phil, gimme a chord in G, will ya?
PHIL:
You'll take a chord any place we happen to hit it.
JACK:
THAT, I know. The chord, please.
MUSIC:
IMPRESSIVE MAJOR CHORD
JACK:
Thank you. And now, ladies and gentlemen--
PHIL:
(TO ORCHESTRA) Boys, that was grand!
JACK:
And now, ladies and gentlemen, tonight, for our supreme effort in our current dramatic season, we are going to offer our version of one of the most famous stage and screen productions of all time. None other than that sensational play, and equally sensational motion picture: "THE WOMEN"!
SFX:
TINNY LITTLE DINER GONG
JACK:
Uh, thank you, Max. Now, this play was written by that renowned playwright, Miss Clare Booth, and was first produced in New York City by Max Gordon, who just hit the cymbal. Then, Metro Goldwyn Mayer, realizing its dramatic and comedy potentialities--
PHIL:
Potentialities???
JACK:
Yes, Phil. I'll cut it down for you later. Uh, brought this great vehicle to Hollywood, and created an outstanding film success. So, tonight, ladies and gentlemen, the Benny Theatrical Termites will munch on it. Now, in our version--
MARY:
Say, Jack, how are we gonna do "The Women", when I'm the only girl in our show?
JACK:
We'll just have to do the best we can, Mary.
DON:
You mean we're all going to be women tonight???
JACK:
Exactly. (PAUSE) Well, not exactly. But I've got it all figured out. Now, to start with, I will play the leading role, as portrayed on the screen by that lovely and talented actress, Miss Norma Shearer.
MARY:
(LAUGHING) Oh no, Jackson! No, no!!!
JACK:
Well, Mary, SOMEBODY'S gotta do it.
PHIL:
Why can't I be the leading lady?
JACK:
What?
PHIL:
I look more like Norma Shearer than you do.
JACK:
Isn't that awful? You look more like Norma Shearer than I do?
PHIL:
Yes, I do!
JACK:
In an evening gown? Don't be ridic'. Phil, you're gonna be Rosalind Russell. Uh, Don, you're gonna be Joan Crawford. And Mary--
MARY:
I know, I'm gonna be Wallace Beery.
JACK:
Mary, will you please be serious! Since all the rest of you are gonna be women tonight, you'll have to be a man. Mary, you're gonna be Don Wilson, and announce our play. Now, let's see... Is Dennis here yet? Oh, Dennis?
DENNIS:
Yes please?
JACK:
Oh, uh, hello, Dennis. I didn't see you come in. You know, we're casting our play, "The Women".
DENNIS:
Am I gonna be in it?
JACK:
Yes, you're gonna play Joan Fontaine's part. You know, the little girl that just got married.
DENNIS:
Boy, what a day! Three banana splits, and now I'm a bride!
JACK:
Uh, yes. That's quite a schedule.
DON:
Say, Jack, if you're going to play Norma Shearer's part, who's going to be your daughter?
JACK:
My daughter? Oh, yes. Dennis, I'll have to change your role. Instead of the young bride, you're gonna be my five-year-old daughter, Denise.
MARY:
Five years old???
JACK:
Yes.
MARY:
And you're gonna be his mother???
JACK:
Yes.
MARY:
(LAUGHS)
JACK:
What are you laughin' at?
MARY:
You got a late start, didn't ya, Ma?
JACK:
Mary, I'd be quiet if I were you, lest the new May Company get an old employee. (AD LIBS) You know, reunion at Fairfax and Wilshire? Now, let's see... Oh, yes. Where's Rochester?
ROCH:
Here I am, Miss Shearer.
JACK:
Hm... Rochester, I sent for you because we're short of actors, and you'll have to play the part of my maid.
ROCH:
Your maid???
JACK:
Yes.
ROCH:
Why can't I be your valet?
JACK:
Because I don't want a man in my room when I'm dressing! So, you're gonna be my maid. Now, fellas--
ROCH:
I ain't gonna wear no dress.
JACK:
You are too. Now, fellas--
ROCH:
I ain't gonna put on no mascara.
JACK:
You are too! Now, fellas--
ROCH:
It ain't gonna show.
JACK:
All right. Now, fellas, remember we must be very legitimate. The only reason we're playing the part of women is because we're short of actresses.
PHIL:
Well, why don't ya hire a few?
MARY:
You know, Phil. Women are so scarce in Hollywood.
JACK:
Mary, if you're inferring I'm too cheap to hire actresses, come right out and say so.
MARY:
All right. You're too cheap to hire actresses.
JACK:
Anyway, folks, our version of "The Women" will go on immediately after Dennis Day's song.
DON:
Oh, Jack?
JACK:
Yes, Don?
DON:
Who's going to play Mary Boland's part? You know, the Countess de Lage?
JACK:
I can't tell you, Don. I'm saving that for a surprise.
ANDY:
(FALSETTO GIGGLING)
JACK:
Andy, now ya spoiled it! Go ahead and sing, Dennis. Nobody can keep a secret around here.
DENNIS' SONG:
"LAST NIGHT"
JACK:
That was "Last Night", sung by Dennis Day. And, see? You did very well without your mother. You don't need her here at all. You know, Dennis, there are times when your mother is a pest.
DENNIS:
Be careful. She's listening in.
JACK:
That's what I say. Your mother needs a rest. She's entitled to it. And now, ladies and gentlemen--
MARY:
Gee, Jack, I could have sworn you said Dennis' mother was a pest.
JACK:
Well, I'm getting this front tooth fixed, Mary. It slurs my words.
MARY:
Oh.
JACK:
And now, ladies and gentlemen, for our play, "The Women", which we will present in two sacks-- er, two acts. (SOTTO) Darn that front tooth... See what it does to me? (UP) All right, take it, Mary. You're the announcer.
SFX:
PHONE RINGS
JACK:
Wait a minute. Answer the phone, will ya, Don? I'm busy.
DON:
Okay, Jack.
SFX:
ANSWERS PHONE
DON:
Hello?
WOMAN:
(ON PHONE) Hello, is this Grauman's Chinese Theatre?
DON:
What's that, Madam?
WOMAN:
(ON PHONE) Is this Grauman's Chinese Theatre?
DON:
Oh yes, Madam. Jello DOES come in six delicious flavours: Strawberry, Raspberry, Cherry, Orange, Lemon, and Lime.
WOMAN:
(ON PHONE) I said: Is this Grauman's Chinese Theatre?!
DON:
Yes, indeed. You must be sure to ask for genuine Jello, and look for the big red letters on the box.
WOMAN:
(ON PHONE) Well, what time does the feature go on?
DON:
You're welcome, Madam. Goodbye.
SFX:
HANGS UP PHONE
JACK:
Are you through, Don?
DON:
Sure. Go ahead.
JACK:
All right, Mary. Announce our play.
MARY:
Okay. (CLEARS THROAT) Ladies and gentlemen, "The Women". The opening scene is the fashionable Park Avenue residence of Mrs. J. Updyke Benny. As the curtain rises, we find Mrs. Benny seated in her boudoir, talking to her sixteen-year-old daughter, Denise.
JACK:
Mary, I said Dennis is five years old.
MARY:
I'm making him sixteen. He just winked at me.
JACK:
Oh.
MARY:
"The Women". Act One. Curtain. Music.
MUSIC:
"A PRETTY GIRL IS LIKE A MELODY", THEN FADE OUT
JACK:
(HUMS ALONG WITH IT FOR A WHILE, AS IT FADES) Oh, Denise? Denise...
DENNIS:
Yes, Mumsie?
JACK:
We're having dinner alone, darling. Just you and I. Daddy's working late at the office.
DENNIS:
Oh, Mother, when are you gonna wake up? When are you gonna realize that men are only snakes in the grass?
JACK:
Denise! I will not have you talking that way about your father!
DENNIS:
But, gee, Mumsie, Father hasn't been home to dinner in five years.
JACK:
Well, maybe he isn't hungry. I trust Updyke implicitly.
SFX:
CLOCK CHIMES ONCE
JACK:
Oh deaROCH: it's getting late. Darling, hand me my foundation cream. I must get made up.
DENNIS:
Aren't you gonna shave first?
JACK:
Denise, I'm NOT a bearded lady! Oh, Rochelle? Rochelle!
ROCH:
Yes?
JACK:
What are you doing?
ROCH:
I'm pressin' your pants.
JACK:
(ANGRY) Rochelle! (FIRMLY) Now, Rochelle, I want you to go down to the kitchen, and tell the cook Mr. Benny won't be home to dinner tonight.
ROCH:
That's a pretty long walk for so little news.
JACK:
Never mind. Mr. Benny is detained at the office.
ROCH:
Don't tell me about men. I married eight of 'em!
JACK:
Well. Rochelle, wasn't there even ONE of 'em who was nice and sweet and kind to you? ONE you could trust?
ROCH:
Mrs. Benny, as one woman to another, uh-uh!
JACK:
Well, I refuse to be cynical.
SFX:
PHONE RINGS
DENNIS:
There's the phone, Mumsie.
JACK:
Yes, I'll take it, dear.
SFX:
WALKS TWO STEPS, AND FALLS WITH A THUD
JACK:
Darn this negligee! I'm always tripping over it.
MARY:
Don't be so clumsy, Mumsie!
SFX:
PHONE RINGS, UNDER
JACK:
I wonder who that can be. I hope it's your father, Denise.
DENNIS:
Has he got our phone number?
JACK:
Denise!
SFX:
ANSWERS PHONE
JACK:
Hello?
PHIL:
Hello, Jacqueline. This is Phyllis.
JACK:
Oh, Phyllis, DARLING! How ARE you? When did you get back from Bermuda?
PHIL:
Yesterday, and, my dear, I had a MARVELLOUS time!
JACK:
Did you really? How was the trip back, Phyllis?
PHIL:
Oh, divine! And the Captain was a dream! He chased me all over the boat!
JACK:
Oh, Phyllis! Uh, pardon me a minute. Rochelle, hook me up please. I wanna get dressed while I'm phoning.
ROCH:
Okay, Mrs. Benny. Inhale!
JACK:
Oh, Phyllis, do tell me more about your trip.
PHIL:
Well, Jacqueline, who do you think I met on the boat, honeymooning with a South American cattleman? You'll die; you'll just die!
JACK:
Who was it, Phyllis? Tell me.
PHIL:
Donna Wilson!
JACK:
Donna Wilson??? Is that tub still kicking around? My goodness!
PHIL:
Tub nothing! You should see her now. She's quite slim.
JACK:
She might look that way when she's dressed, but if her stays ever snapped, watch out! Tell me, Phyllis-- OUCH! Rochelle, be careful with those hooks!
ROCH:
Okay, Mrs. Benny. Where do you want this bustle?
JACK:
Where do ya THINK I want it??? Phyllis, darling, I'm just dying to see you. Let's have lunch tomorrow at the Park Villa.
PHIL:
Oh, grand! Shall we meet in the Ren-dess-voose Room?
JACK:
That's RENDEZVOUS, Rendezvous Room! And to think you went to Vassar. I'll tell you what, Phyllis. I'll call Donna, and we'll have a little get together.
PHIL:
All right, Darling. See you tomorrow.
JACK:
Bye-bye, dear.
PHIL:
Bye-bye. (PAUSE) Oh, by the way, Jacqueline... I almost forgot to ask you. How is Updyke?
JACK:
Updyke?
MARY:
Here they go, folks. MEOW!
MUSIC:
UNEASY, CHATTERING, UNDER
JACK:
Oh, Updyke's just fine, darling. He's... been very, very busy at the office, poor boy.
MUSIC:
FADES OUT FAST
PHIL:
I saw him at the Silver Slipper last night. He was pretty busy there, too.
JACK:
The Silver Slipper? Are you sure, Phyllis?
PHIL:
Why, yes. I hope I haven't shocked you, dear. I thought you knew. (FALSETTO LAUGH)
JACK:
Oh, I'm sure you must be mistaken. Well, my dear, see you tomorrow. The Park Villa for lunch.
PHIL:
Yes. Goodbye, darling. You poor thing. (FALSETTO LAUGH)
SFX:
HANGS UP PHONE
JACK:
The hussy! I could scratch her eyes out!
DENNIS:
What's the matter, Mother?
JACK:
Nothing, darling. You run along and have your dinner. I don't feel like eating tonight.
DENNIS:
Why?
JACK:
Never mind. Now, come over here, and kiss Mother goodnight. (GENTLE KISS) Goodnight, darling.
DENNIS:
Goodnight, Mother. (SOTTO) Ooh, those cigars!
MARY:
I've been putting up with that for years.
JACK:
Hmm. Phyllis, the cat! The hussy! Why did she have to tell me? (TEARFUL) Oh, Updyke! Updyke! How can you do this to me? You said you'd love me in December as you would in May. (WAILING) And here it is, November! (CRIES) I know I'm not pretty any more, Updyke. (WAILING) But I've given you the best years of my life! (SOBS)
ROCH:
Aw, come now, honey, don't cry.
JACK:
(CRYING) I can't help it, Rochelle.
ROCH:
I told you men are no good, none of 'em.
JACK:
(CRYING) But what'll I do, Rochelle? This is so humiliating! What'll I do???
ROCH:
Honey, take this razor, find that man, and make way for tomorrow.
JACK:
Rochelle!!! (SOBS)
MUSIC:
"A PRETTY GIRL IS LIKE A MELODY", THEN OUT FAST
MARY:
Act Two of this clambake will go on immediately after the next number. Play, girls.
MUSIC:
"AN APPLE FOR THE TEACHER"
MARY:
That was "An Apple For the Teacher", played by Phyllis Harris and Her Redheads. And now, ladies and gentlemen, Act Two, "The Women". The scene is the Rendezvous Room of the Park Villa Hotel, where we find Phyllis Harris and Donna Wilson--three charming ladies--awaiting the arrival of Jacqueline Benny. "The Women"! Curtain! Me-usic!
MUSIC:
UNEASY, CHATTERING, THEN OUT
SFX:
RESTAURANT AMBIENCE, GLASSES, CUTLERY, DISHES, UNDER
PHIL:
Well, Donna, I just couldn't believe my eyes. Updyke is sure giving her the runaround.
DON:
If you ask me, Phyllis, Jacqueline's got just about as much appeal as a parsnip.
PHIL:
Oh, she'd be all right if she'd just put her wig on straight.
DON:
No fooling! Does Jacqueline wear a wig?
PHIL:
Yes. Half the time, she looks like a French Poodle. Quiet, Donna! Here she comes now!
JACK:
(APPROACHING, OVERLY CHEERFUL) Oh, hello, girls! Phyllis! Donna!
DON &
PHIL: Jacqueline, DARLING!
(ALL THREE CHATTER IN FAST GIBBERISH AT THE SAME TIME.)
JACK:
And did you hear what happened after that???
DON &
PHIL: Did we???
(ALL THREE CHATTER IN FAST GIBBERISH AT THE SAME TIME.)
JACK:
And to make it worse--!
(ALL THREE CHATTER IN FAST GIBBERISH AT THE SAME TIME.)
JACK:
Oh, it was simply awful! Now, don't breathe a word of this to a soul.
DON:
We won't. Oh, here, Jacqueline. Have a dish of Jello.
JACK:
Thank you, darling. And Donna, I can't get over how thin you look. Why, you're nothing but skin and bones!
DON:
And did you notice how my chins have gone down?
JACK:
Yes, down to your stomach!
(ALL THREE LAUGH IN FALSETTO.)
JACK:
Oh, I was just spoofing, Donna.
PHIL:
(URGENT WHISPER) Oh, girls, girls, look! Look who's sitting at that table over there!
JACK:
Where? Oh, yes. And is she getting high-hat, since she's been on the radio.
DON:
(URGENT WHISPER) Who is it, Jacqueline?
JACK:
It's Freda Allen. Isn't she a sight?
DON:
Get a load of that dress!
JACK:
You know, Freda Allen has the worst taste. She should never wear short sleeves with that anchor tattooed on her arm. And girls, you wanna hear something else? Freda's going to the hospital tomorrow, to have her face lifted.
PHIL:
What, AGAIN?
JACK:
Yes. About every three months, she has a landslide! Oh look, girls, look! Here comes Andrea Devine!
DON &
PHIL: Andrea???
(ALL THREE CHATTER TOGETHER IN FAST GIBBERISH AT THE SAME TIME.)
JACK:
I thought she was in Paris. (CALLING) Hello, Andrea!
ANDY:
Hiya, Jacqueline!
JACK:
Andrea, darling! What are you doing here? I thought you were living abroad.
ANDY:
I was, but I came back to marry a cowboy.
JACK:
A cowboy? How thrilling! What's his name, Andrea?
ANDY:
I forget it, but it's on his guitar.
JACK:
Oh. Are you very much in love, Andrea?
ANDY:
Am I? L'amour, toujours l'amour. (FALSETTO GIGGLES)
JACK:
Well. By the way, Andrea, why did you divorce the Count? I'm just dying to know.
ANDY:
Oh, Pierre was always so busy at the office. He was working night and day.
JACK:
Oh.
PHIL:
Uh-huh, like "guess who", eh, Jacqueline?
JACK:
Now, listen, Phyllis. I'll have none of your innuendo. Just because Updyke happens to be working at the office a great deal, you don't need to jump to conclusions. He's a very good husband.
PHIL:
Oh, stop trying to kid us. It's all over between you and Updyke, and YOU know it!
JACK:
Phyllis Harris, you take that back, or I'll scratch your eyes out!
DON:
Girls, girls!
PHIL:
You do, and I'll pull your hair out!
JACK:
I'll pull YOUR hair out too!
MARY:
I'll bet Jack gets more than Phil does.
JACK:
Phyllis, you say one more word about Updyke, and I'll slap the rouge right off your face. And THEN will those bags show!
PHIL:
It's no use, Jacqueline! You can't compete with them chorus girls!
JACK:
I can't, eh? Take THAT!
SFX:
SLAP
PHIL:
Owwww!!! (BURSTS INTO FALSETTO TEARS, UNDER)
MUSIC:
FIGHT MUSIC, UNDER
JACK:
Take THAT!
SFX:
SLAPPING, UNDER
JACK:
And THAT! And THAT! And THAT!
SFX:
CATFIGHT (SLAPS, THUMPS), UNDER
DON:
Girls, girls, girls!
PHIL:
Let go o' my hair! (FALSETTO CRYING, UNDER)
JACK:
Watch those fingernails!
DON:
Stop that!
MUSIC:
OUT
MARY:
Ladies and gentlemen...
SFX:
CATFIGHT STOPS
MARY:
While those two women are acting like women, let me remind you that Jello is not only economical and easy to make, but it is America's favourite gelatin dessert. So, look for the big red letters on the box!
PHIL:
(FALSETTO CRYING, UNDER)
MUSIC:
FIGHT MUSIC, UNDER
SFX:
SLAPS AND THUMPS, UNDER
DON:
(AD LIBS, TRYING TO BREAK UP THE FIGHT, UNDER)
JACK:
Take THAT! And THAT! And THAT!
MUSIC:
OUT
PHIL:
(STILL CRYING, UNDER)
JACK:
That'll teach YOU, Phyllis Harris! I'm going home. Pay the check, Donna! Goodbye!
SFX:
DOOR SLAM
MARY:
Later that night, we find the heartbroken Mrs. Benny in her boudoir, packing for her trip to Reno. And she's not going for the scenery! Music!
MUSIC:
WISTFUL, UNDER
JACK:
I'll show Updyke. He can't treat me like that. He can't humiliate me in front of all my friends! Denise, hand me my hatbox.
DENNIS:
Oh, Mumsie, why are you packing all your bags? Where are you going?
JACK:
I'm going to Reno.
DENNIS:
Reno???
JACK:
Yes.
DENNIS:
Gee, Mother, don't you love Father any more?
MUSIC:
FADES OUT, AND ENDS AT [X]
JACK:
How can I love him when he won't come home??? Oh, Denise... Your mother's been a fool. A blind fool. For five years, I haven't seen your father. [X] Five long years!
DENNIS:
But Mother dear--
JACK:
It's no use, Denise. I can't keep it from you any longer. Your father is a louse! Now, let's hurry, dear, or we'll miss the train.
SFX:
KNOCKING ON DOOR
JACK:
Who can THAT be? Come in?
SFX:
DOOR OPENS
BELOIN:
Mrs. Benny?
JACK:
Yes? What do YOU want?
BELOIN:
Don't you remember me? I'm your husband, Updyke!
JACK:
Updyke! Oh, I KNEW you'd return to me! I knew it! Oh, Updyke, darling!
BELOIN:
Let go o' me! I just came back for my long underwear!
JACK:
Oh, they're in the bottom drawer. Play, Phil. Come along, Denise. We're going to Reno.
MUSIC:
ESTABLISH, THEN FADE LOW, UNDER
DON:
Every housewife knows that the best compliment her guests can pay her is to come back for second helpings. And that's the kind of compliment you get every time when you serve one of the new Jello Puddings for dessert. I'm thinking right now of Jello Butterscotch Pudding, a handsome taffy-coloured dessert, served up in shining sherbet glasses, and sprinkled with a white curly blanket of shredded coconut. Now, THERE'S a real pudding for you! It has a texture smooth as cream, and that mellow distinctive flavour of old fashioned butterscotch candy the whole family will love. Jello Chocolate Pudding too, has a rich luscious homemade goodness that just seems to hit the spot. And don't forget Jello Vanilla Pudding, please. You'll find its delicate creamy flavour makes a hit with the whole family, especially when it has nuts, fruits, or chopped dates mixed in, to give it that final tempting touch. All three Jello Puddings are quick as a flash to make. So, get acquainted with America's newest dessert sensation, the dessert the whole country is talking about. Jello Puddings: Butterscotch, Chocolate, and Vanilla. Old fashioned favourites, made a new fashioned way.
MUSIC:
UP, ESTABLISH, THEN FADE OUT
JACK:
This is the last number of the fifth program, in the new Jello series. And we will be with you again, next Sunday night, at the same time. Say, Mary, as a member of the fair sex, what do you think of the way we fellas did "The Women" tonight? I thought it was pretty good. Didn't you?
MARY:
Well, Jack, there's an old Chinese proverb that says: "Lum gow ching lung chang loo toy."
JACK:
What does that mean?
MARY:
Oh, how I'd love to tell you!
JACK:
Hmm... Goodnight, folks!
MUSIC:
THREE DRAMATIC CHORDS, THEN INTO
MUSIC:
"JELLO" JINGLE
DON:
Here's news! Every Tuesday night, "The Aldrich Family" is on the air, starring Ezra Stone as Henry Aldrich, that lovable hard-luck kid. Consult your local newspaper or radio guide, for time and stations, and be sure and tune in on "The Aldrich Family" next Tuesday night.
ANNCR:
This is the National Broadcasting Company.
NBC CHIMES