(peaceful music) (camera clicking) (upbeat '20s music) (bells ringing) (lilting music) (melodic trumpet playing) >> The leader's Danny O'Neill.

>> Do you know him?

>> Oh, sure.

He's the best trumpet player this college ever had.

>> Let's get close to him.

>> I thought you'd like the music.

(second trumpet playing) (crowd cheering) Great, wasn't it, Ellen?

>> Hi Stu, where've you been?

>> Oh, I've been around.

>> Funny, I was just saying the other day, I wanna see more of old Stu.

>> Well, er, we better go sit down or something, Ellen.

See you later.

>> Your playing was wonderful.

>> Thanks.

>> You don't think she meant you, do you?

>> You don't think she meant you, do you?

>> Wait a minute.

You don't think she'd fall for that station house music of yours?

>> It's not so much my music, it's my personality.

I'll show you.

(Ellen laughing) Hello, Stu.

>> Oh, Mr. O'Neill, won't you join us?

>> Oh thank you.

See you later, son.

Well Stu.

Do you want something?

>> Me?

Oh no.

>> I've been wanting to meet you for some time, Mr. O'Neill.

>> That's wonderful.

(piano music) You mean you like the band?

>> Oh, I didn't mean that I wanted to meet the band exactly, although I thought they did back you up rather well.

>> Thanks.

Is there any special number you'd like to hear?

>> I would like to hear the Call Me Up and Call Me Down Blues.

>> The what?

>> The Call Me Up and Call Me Down Blues.

>> Oh, I know what you mean.

I'm afraid I haven't got the number.

>> Oh, er, I'm sure you'll be able to get hold of it.

>> Why don't you go back to the bandstand and look for it?

>> No hurry, Stu.

It's a long time since you and I've got together, I wanna make the most of it.

It's heartwarming, that's what it is.

Nothing like old college friends I always say.

All for one, and, and all for one.

(Danny laughing) Yes sir.

I think I'm gonna be getting back.

So long, Stu.

>> So long.

(crowd chatting) >> All right boys, number nine.

(band tuning) (Hank laughing) (Danny whistling) >> Hank: But why can't you go on a picnic?

>> Ellen: Mr. Dunn is inside, Mr. Taylor.

>> Hank: Mr. Dunn?

Mr. Dunn wouldn't be any fun on a picnic.

>> Ellen: Look, this is a collection agency, not an escort bureau, now will you please get off my desk?

>> Is this fellow annoying you, Miss Miller?

>> Hello.

>> Hello.

>> Well, I was just seeing Miss Miller here about the encyclopedias.

See, I figured I can take care of the details.

>> As Miss Miller was kind enough to serve me with a summons, I'll explain the details.

>> What is there to explain?

Seven years ago, you bought a set of encyclopedias for which you've never paid.

>> But I didn't buy them.

>> Please, you're wasting my time.

>> See that, Danny, you're wasting Miss Miller's time.

>> As I was saying, seven years ago, I must have broken a mirror, because that walked in and became my roommate.

I was only a simple freshman at the time.

>> What are you now, a simple sophomore?

>> Oh now Miss Miller, you're being a bit unkind.

After all, we've worked hard to stay in college this long.

>> He's right, it's not easy for a couple of bright guys like us to go on flunking year after year.

>> No.

>> What in the world are you talking about?

>> Well it's like this, you see, as long as we can stay in college, the band makes us a very comfortable living.

>> That's right, $5,000, $6,000 a year, now that's more than you can make on Wall Street.

>> Besides, it's a nice life, cultural, relaxing, gay.

But getting back to the subject, this roommate whom I truster implicitly ordered a set of encyclopedias in my name.

>> That's gratitude.

It was a birthday present, you're crazy about 'em.

>> I was crazy about 'em till I got the bill.

>> Ellen.

What's this?

>> Mr O'Neill, Mr. Taylor, Mr. Dunn.

>> Oh yes.

Oh yes!

Step right in.

>> Now look, Mr. Dunn, here's the situation.

We're temporarily embarrassed.

>> You see, we're working our way through college.

>> Just college kids, you know.

>> You've been working your way through college for the last seven years.

>> Well, it takes time.

>> Especially when you're struggling.

>> Oh, you don't pull any wool over me.

You ain't broke, you ain't struggling.

>> You mean you doubt our word?

>> You said it, I've got your number, you're businessmen, now pay up or go to jail, that's final.

>> Final, eh?

>> Final?

>> Final.

>> Well, er, maybe we outta ask for an extension.

>> Yeah.

>> Hit it.

>> Okay, Dunn.

>> Do you know what, Jonesy boy?

>> We do make money.

>> That's it, we haven't got any right now, you see.

>> Just give us one month.

>> Just one month's extension, okay Dunnsy?

>> I won't listen!

>> Why we'll be around for years.

>> What do you think we are?

Fly-by-nights?

>> My word is as good as my bond.

>> He knows better than that, doesn't he Dunnsy boy?

>> Everybody in town knows that this- >> Have that money here tomorrow or I'll see you in court!

(banging) (thudding) No!

>> No.

That's a sordid little fellow, isn't he?

>> Sordid little place.

Must be a sordid life for such a lovely girl.

>> Well, there's nothing so sordid about it.

Except the people we deal with.

>> It's a pity we can't take Miss Miller out of this.

>> Yes, how'd you like some fresh air?

>> Sorry, I have work to do.

>> She's very business-like, isn't she?

>> Yeah.

>> I like that in a secretary.

In fact, I'd like to have a secretary like that.

You know, there's an awful lot of work running a band.

>> Come to think of it, we do need a secretary.

>> But I don't need a job.

>> So she doesn't need a job.

Well.

>> Whatever it is, I won't do it.

Now I wanna tell you- >> Sh.

Look Mr. Dunn, I wanna do the right thing.

We don't care anything about the encyclopedia company.

>> No, we care about you.

>> Oh yeah, yeah.

>> Well, well maybe I said a few hasty words, boys.

Let bygones be bygones, eh?

>> Two dollars?

But the bill's 110!

>> That's for you to fix things up.

>> What are you talking about?

Are you asking me to take a bribe?

A two dollar bribe?

>> Oh now come come Dunn, we're all men of the world, you know.

>> We'll keep it under our hats, don't worry about it.

>> Sure, you can depend on us, she'll tell you.

>> She who?

>> Miss Miller.

>> Miss Miller.

>> Miss Miller!

Come in here please.

Did you intimate to these gents that I could be bribed?

>> She didn't say you could be bribed, she said you could be fixed.

>> Why Mr. Dunn, I didn't say any such thing.

>> Do you hear that?

>> Oh yes you did.

>> Of course you didn't, Miss Miller.

>> She didn't want us to tell you.

>> Don't believe them, Mr. Dunn, I didn't say anything... >> Miss Miller, I heard you myself.

>> Like that.

>> Didn't you hear her?

>> Did I hear her?

(Ellen, Danny and Hank clamoring) >> Wait a minute!

I'll have you deadbeats put in jail and as for you, Miss Miller, you're fired!

>> Oh.

>> Thanks a lot, old man.

>> Thanks a lot.

>> Miss Miller, Miss Miller, wait a minute.

Miss Miller, Miss Miller.

Wait a minute.

>> Haven't you Rover boys caused enough trouble already?

>> It was really a kindly gesture.

>> A very kindly gesture, now I haven't even a reference.

>> Well, I don't demand a reference.

>> We know you for what you are.

>> Yeah.

>> You mean you really want me to work for you?

>> Sure, wouldn't you like to?

>> What's your salary?

>> 18 a week.

>> He'll double it.

>> Yeah, er, yes.

>> Well... >> Hit it.

>> Let me tell you.

>> Now Miss Miller, here's the chance of a lifetime.

>> We're gonna offer you... >> You can't go wrong... >> The greatest opportunity you've ever had in your life.

>> With O'Neill.

(Danny and Hank clamoring) (Ellen laughing) >> All right!

I'll take it.

>> Good.

>> Now that's talking.

>> When do I start?

>> Right now.

>> Well, now that I'm working for you, I'll tell you something.

Dunn can be bought, but his price isn't $2, it's 10.

>> Here, you wanted to take care of the details.

>> Hank: Hey!

>> Well, here we are.

You can have half that desk, quarter of that rack, and just go to work.

>> There's only one detail that you've omitted, what are my duties?

>> Oh, you type a little.

>> Telephone a little.

>> Keep the leader happy.

>> Keep your eye on the brass section.

>> I thought you said this was a job.

>> Oh, lining up good engagements is no cinch.

>> What's so difficult about it?

Operator, get me the Riverdale Country Club.

>> Oh no, no.

>> Oh, you can't get that date.

We've already tried.

>> Who's in charge there?

>> Uh, Mr.

Bent isn't it?

Bent?

>> A real sourpuss.

>> Hello, Mr.

Bent?

This is Mr. O'Neill's secretary.

No, Mr. Danny O'Neill, the orchestra leader.

I read in the paper that you're planning a Halloween dance.

Hob Harvey's Cornell Clippers?

Oh, but we entertain too.

Do we entertain?

>> No, but we can dream up something.

>> Oh, our entertainment's terrific, that's our strong point.

Mr.

Bent, until you've seen The Perennials, you haven't lived.

(parlor music) Oh, it isn't that I don't admire Emil Coleman, but isn't his music a little, shall we say, rowdy?

Now, Mr. O'Neill's salon ensemble play everything gently, but with a lilt, and all his boys are from such nice families.

>> Very well, we'll expect them at 7:30.

>> Thank you.

(lively music) Believe me, bud, my outfit are killers.

Just what you need for one nighters.

>> Can they pack 'em in like Dorsey?

>> Solid, Jack.

>> Murder.

>> Furthermore, I could come down a day before the dance and help you with the decorations.

That is of course if you want me to.

(crowd clamoring) >> Wait a minute, men.

We took a poll on the campus and almost everybody voted for Artie Shaw's band.

>> Artie Shaw?

Who's Artie Shaw?

>> Together: Yeah!

(crowd clamoring) ("Everything's Jumping" by Artie Shaw) (crowd applauding) >> You were terrific, chief.

>> Yeah, yeah.

Glass of water please.

>> Yes sir.

>> Now what about that prom, is it set?

>> Not exactly, chief.

>> They hired that college band.

>> Danny O'Neill's Perennials.

>> O'Neill again huh?

>> Manager: This is the fourth time we've run into them on college dates.

>> Either they've got a great band or a fine manager.

I gotta go up and hear them sometime.

>> Well, I wouldn't worry about them, chief.

They'll be graduating in another week.

>> Hmm, not The Perennials.

>> It's okay boys, okay, no graduation this year.

I flunked three courses.

>> Nice job!

(band cheering and laughing) >> All right boys, break it up, break it up.

>> Oh Danny, you're wonderful.

>> Ah!

>> Well Danny old boy, we made it again, huh?

>> Uh... >> Hank: What's the matter?

>> Well Hank, I, I don't quite know how to tell you.

>> What do you mean, I passed?

Oh, listen, I couldn't graduate, not with my marks.

Oh, you're kidding me?

Oh, listen, there must be some mistake.

I'm not gonna take this lying down.

I'm gonna see the dean about it!

They can't do this to me!

>> Oh Danny.

>> Poor old Hank, he got careless.

>> You didn't have anything to do with this, did you?

>> Why Ellen, of course a little peace and quiet won't hurt either of us.

>> But poor Hank.

>> You still have me.

I guess we'll just have to carry on as good old Hank would've wanted us to.

>> It seems to me... >> It seems to you?

>> I said it seems to me... >> You said it seems to you?

>> Seems to me I smell a mouse.

>> Somewhere about the house.

It seems to me.

(drums playing) >> It seems to you.

>> I said it seems to me.

>> You said it seems to you.

>> That such an embarrassing situation calls for concentration.

Do you dig me, Jack?

>> Together: We dig you, Jack.

>> Can you think of a plan?

>> We solid can.

>> To get me out of this mess?

>> Er, yes, yes, yes.

>> Together: We'll start the music and play it back.

>> Solid, Jack.

(Danny clapping) >> Together: Solid, Jack.

♪ Can you sing and dance ♪ ♪ I'll take a chance ♪ ♪ Are your boots on right ♪ ♪ I got 'em laced up tight ♪ ♪ Is Miss Miller killer ♪ ♪ From a Spanish villa ♪ ♪ Is your dancing mellow ♪ ♪ Why mellow as a cello ♪ ♪ Then it seems to me obviously ♪ ♪ Want to go right into your Terpsichore ♪ ♪ What will it be ♪ >> Don't look at me.

♪ Now let me see ♪ ♪ What will it be ♪ ♪ I never could do the conga ♪ ♪ Could never get through the conga ♪ ♪ But if you say do the conga ♪ ♪ I ain't hep to that step but I'll dig it ♪ ♪ I never could see mazurkas ♪ ♪ They're poison to me, mazurkas ♪ ♪ But if it's to be mazurkas ♪ ♪ I ain't hep to that step but I'll dig it ♪ ♪ When they invented the Charleston ♪ ♪ He was a total flunk ♪ >> Right.

♪ But say, if you want a Charleston ♪ ♪ I'll never stop, I'll dance till I drop, yeah ♪ ♪ I never could dig the polka ♪ ♪ The corniest jig, the polka ♪ ♪ But if you say dig the polka ♪ ♪ I ain't hep to that step but I'll dig it ♪ >> Good job!

>> Hey hey!

(band chatting appreciatively) >> Band Member: Oh, I think I'm gonna like this.

(band exclaiming) (band exclaiming) (crowd chatting) (birds singing) >> Danny: Hi, Hank.

>> Hello there.

>> You get anywhere with the dean?

>> No, it seems that article I wrote on the decline of the harpsichord and her sister instruments was what really put me across.

>> That so?

>> Yeah, you know, it's a funny thing, I don't even remember writing that article.

And yet the dean said it was so good, he couldn't possibly think of flunking me.

>> Tough luck.

Cheer up, boy, it's probably all for the best.

So what do you got there?

>> What's that?

>> What's that?

>> Encyclopedia.

>> Oh.

Think of it, Hank.

You'll go into your father's textile business.

A cog in a great industry.

Stamping your personality on miles and miles of tweed.

Making the wheels turn, punching the clock, listening to the song of the looms.

What volume is that?

>> It's ham to ilk, why?

>> Oh nothing.

Music wasn't for you, Hank.

You could never have got anywhere with that beat up trumpet of yours.

Your medium is textiles.

Your father was a textile man, so was his father before him.

Why, you've got wool in your blood, Hank.

What's the bookmark for?

>> Oh, it's an article that rather interested the dean.

Yes, you know, funny thing about that article, it's almost identical with my thesis.

>> Huh, interesting coincidence.

>> Yeah, that's what the dean thought.

You know, I had quite a time trying to persuade him that the marginal notes weren't mine.

As a matter of fact, I tried to convince him that the hand writing wasn't yours.

>> Yeah?

>> Yeah.

>> What did he say?

>> He says your fired.

>> You dog.

>> Now take it easy, Danny.

>> You low conniving dog.

>> You too will have to face the world, fall right into your father's concrete.

You'll be a cog within a cog.

You can't get away from it, Danny my boy.

You got concrete in your bones.

>> Danny, hey, hurry!

Wonderful news, hurry!

The telegram, "We'll be in town Saturday, would like to look over your outfit, Artie Shaw."

>> What do you know?

>> Say!

Well, there it is, that's it.

Shaw wants to look me over.

>> Look you over?

Look us over.

>> All right, us.

Huh, seems to be in a kind of rush about it.

I wonder how soon he'd want me to start.

>> Say, it didn't take him long to find out that I'd be available, did it?

>> You'll be available indefinitely, I'm afraid.

>> Yeah, now then, first thing tomorrow, I must find Ellen a new job.

>> Don't bother.

As soon as I get set, I'll send for you.

>> Oh, that's very kind of you.

>> All right now, come on, let's get organized.

Call the boys and tell 'em to be there early.

Summer uniforms, and you, you go home and run your scales, come on.

(big band music) >> Look brother, don't bury it.

I'll be out in a few minutes.

>> Artie Shaw!

(crowd applauding) Artie Shaw, he's here.

>> Good, thanks.

>> Hey, what about the buck you promised me?

>> All right, all right, beat it.

Okay gang, Sweet Sue.

>> Psst, Hank, Shaw, he's coming in now.

>> Swell, thanks pal.

>> Come on, give out.

I'll bring you some change.

>> Now, a nice easy background on this one, boys.

>> Hey Danny, why don't you lay out this one, save your lip till Shaw comes, I'll take the lead.

>> Are you kidding?

>> I'm okay, I've been in the woodshed.

>> You've been in the cornfield.

All right, boys, one, two... ("Sweet Sue" by Victor Young) >> Say, it's quite a little shindig you're pitching in there.

>> Gee, thanks Mr. Shaw.

>> They on a straight salary or percent?

>> Oh, percentage.

>> Hmm, smart.

>> Thanks again, Mr. Shaw.

>> Where's Mr. Miller?

>> Mr. Miller?

>> Yeah, the manager of the band.

>> Oh, that Mr. Miller!

There she is.

This is Mr. Shaw, Mr. Miller.

I mean, er... >> We've been expecting you, Mr. Shaw.

>> Swell.

If you're not too busy, I'd like to talk to you.

>> Fine.

(intricate trumpet playing) Won't you stay and hear the band, Mr. Shaw?

>> Thanks, I'd like to, but I'm on my way down to Trenton to play a date.

Anyway, it was nice talking to you.

>> Thank you, goodnight.

>> Goodnight.

(crowd cheering) >> Thanks.

>> No trouble.

>> Where is he?

>> He's gone.

>> Gone?

>> Where's Shaw, what did he say?

>> He's gone, you ruined it.

>> What are you talking about?

I was terrific, runaway star.

>> Take ten, son.

What was his proposition.

>> Well, his proposition rather surprised me.

>> Oh, troubled about salary, huh?

>> Wait a minute, I don't work on Sundays.

>> Danny: Look Ellen, what gives?

When do I start?

>> You don't.

>> What?

Well then, what did he want?

>> Me.

(train chugging) (bell ringing) >> Miss Miller!

>> Oh Danny!

>> I brought you this.

Oh.

I guess I'm a little late.

>> On Danny, how charming of you.

Hank's inside getting the tickets.

>> Is he?

Um, gosh Ellen, I hate to see you go.

>> I hate to go, Danny.

>> I'd kinda hoped that, er... >> What, Danny?

>> Oh nothing, I guess it was just silly, that's all.

>> No it wasn't, what was it?

>> Excuse me.

You're sprouting.

Here's the popcorn, sonny, hold it for the lady.

Here's your ticket, Ellen.

Come on, I'll tell the conductor where to let you off.

Now then, be a good girl, and don't talk to any strange men.

>> I won't, and I'll see you in New York?

>> I hope so.

>> Yes, yes.

>> Well I don't know, you know, Portland's a long way from New York, and concrete kinda holds a man down.

>> Well, you'll be there, Hank.

>> No, as a matter of fact, I've gotta pay a lot of attention to those mills in Fall River.

>> Oh, I won't be seeing either of you?

>> No.

>> Well, I'm afraid not.

>> Conductor: All aboard!

>> Ellen: Oh goodbye you idiots.

>> Look out for her orchids will you?

>> Goodbye.

Bye!

(train chugging) >> When do you start for Portland?

>> Tonight.

When do you leave for Fall River.

>> Oh, about an hour.

>> I'll see you off.

>> No don't bother, you gotta pack.

>> Yeah.

Well, this is it.

>> All right.

So long, Danny.

>> So long kid, it's been a lot of fun.

>> You bet it has, now take care of yourself.

>> I'll drop you a line.

>> Do that.

(train whistle blowing) (ship's horn honking) >> A college band?

Whoever heard of a good college band?

Oh, we were under the impression that this was an important affair.

Oh it is?

Oh well in that case, I know you'll want Mr. Shaw.

That's fine, thank you.

(crowd clamoring) (Artie whistling) >> Couple of relatives.

Well, what's cooking, Ellen?

>> We closed the Atlantic City job on our own terms.

>> That's swell.

>> And the intercollegiate prom.

>> Hmm, not a bad two days work.

Looks like my hunch about you was pretty good.

>> I'm glad.

Mr. Shaw, I, I wonder if I could ask you a favor.

>> Of course.

>> It's about a couple of trumpet players.

>> Oh well, you see, I always pick my own men, Ellen, and I don't think- >> Of course, but all I want you to do is hear these boys, they're marvelous.

>> Well where are they, round town?

>> Practically, one's in Portland and the other's in Fall River, but they could be here in a jiffy.

>> Isn't that a lot of traveling just for an audition?

>> Oh, but they wouldn't mind, and once you hear them, you'll know what I mean.

>> Well, if you think they're that good, I'll listen to 'em.

>> Thank you.

>> Artie: Not at all.

>> Call the Western Union boy to pick up two telegrams.

Thank you.

>> What floor's Artie Shaw on?

>> 17.

Going up.

>> Hold it, buddy.

What floor is Artie Shaw on?

>> Together: 17.

>> Aren't you going to Fall River the hard way?

>> I suppose this elevator stops in Portland.

>> No sir, last stop is the 22nd floor.

>> So you were gonna give a lot of time to the mills.

>> Listen, I got as much right here as you have.

>> Why don't you face facts, Hank, Ellen's not even established yet, she can't possibly get us both in the band.

>> I'm gonna get a try out with Artie Shaw if I have to tear down this building floor by floor.

>> 17th floor next.

>> Here's a present for you, Sam.

>> And one on me, Sam.

>> Oh, excuse me.

>> Where's Artie Shaw's office, please?

>> Right that way.

>> Oh thanks.

(crowd murmuring) How do you do?

>> Mr. Taylor to see Miss Miller.

>> Mr. O'Neill to see Miss Miller please.

>> Miss Miller's very busy right now.

>> Hey, is that a three or a five?

>> Well, she'll see me.

>> She'll see me, I know her from college.

>> We went to the same college together.

>> Hey, is that 34 or 53 Highcroft Road?

>> 34.

Hey wait a minute, what've you got there?

Why this is for me!

>> Yeah.

>> Hey, Shaw's sending for me!

>> Me too!

You know, I knew he'd get around to that sooner or later.

>> Any answers?

>> We'll take care of the answers, bud.

Here.

>> Thanks.

>> It's all right.

>> What do you make of this?

>> Look at that, Fall River.

>> Say.

Excuse me.

Something funny about this.

>> Yeah.

>> He walked out on us at the prom, didn't he?

>> Yeah.

>> You don't suppose it was deliberate?

>> Why would he?

You think he'd want us to cool our heels for a while so we'd work for peanuts?

Listen, we're not that hard to get.

>> No, but then he got Ellen down here as a decoy thinking we'd work for nothing on account of her.

>> That's it!

How do you like it?

>> I don't like it, he can't treat a friend of ours like that.

>> No sir.

>> I'll fix him, just for that I'm gonna ask for $25 a week more.

>> 50!

>> Young lady, you can tell Shaw that we'll see him.

>> Secretary: Mr. Shaw is very busy.

>> Nevermind, we'll tell him, thanks.

Come on, Hank.

>> Secretary: Hey, wait a minute!

(piano music) >> Hi, Shaw.

>> Now just a minute, fellas, you have to wait outside.

>> I'm the new trumpet player you just sent for.

>> Me too, we just got your wire.

>> What?

Oh yeah, well you certainly took your time getting here.

(Danny and Hank laughing) >> Well, we had a couple of other offers to consider.

>> Yeah.

>> All right boys, I'll tell you what you do.

Drop down to the hotel tonight and play a couple of tunes with the band.

>> That'll be swell.

>> Love to.

>> See you then, I'm sorry, I'm pretty busy now.

>> Oh that's all right.

Which is Miss Miller's office?

>> Right across the hall.

>> Well thanks.

Think I'll have a little talk with her.

>> Yeah.

Yeah.

Okay, Artie.

(Hank laughing) >> Ellen.

>> Danny!

I can't believe my eyes.

Oh, it's so good to see you.

>> Kind of surprised you, huh?

>> Surprised you, huh?

>> And Hank, wherever did you come from?

>> Artie Shaw's office.

>> We were just talking a little business.

>> But Portland?

>> Portland's loss is your gain.

>> And Fall River?

>> Fall River will have to suffer too.

>> Did Artie say anything about giving you a try out?

>> Oh sure.

>> Uh huh.

>> Oh darlings, that's wonderful.

>> Yes, but we haven't promised him anything yet.

(lilting music) >> Straight ahead?

>> Doorman: Hey there.

>> Good evening, cap.

I'm the new trumpet player with Artie Shaw.

>> Doorman: I ain't never seen you before.

>> It's all right, you're gonna see plenty of me from now on.

Oh by the way, if my brother happens to drop around here tonight, tell him that Shaw's not giving anymore auditions, see.

If he makes a fuss, just throw him out.

You know how these little family jealousies are.

Thanks.

>> Doorman: What's your name?

>> Danny O... O'Taylor.

>> Danny, I'm so glad you got here early.

>> I was lonesome, I haven't seen you since late this afternoon.

Not a bad house.

How long we booked here for?

>> You're only booked for one number.

>> This audition?

Mere formality.

>> Where's Hank?

>> Hank?

How do I know?

Am I my brother's keeper?

>> I thought he was coming with you.

>> He probably got cold feet.

Couldn't face the humiliation of being turned down.

Poor boy.

I wish I could do something to help him.

>> Oh yes.

>> Oh now Ellen, I'm very fond of Hank.

After all, he did bring us together.

If it hadn't been for those encyclopedias, I might never have met you.

I'll always be grateful to him for that.

Won't you?

>> Danny, this is no time to- >> Yes it is, this is just the time.

Yesterday, what was I?

A carefree schoolboy.

Today what?

A man with his career assured.

A man with plans for the future.

>> Danny, don't you think you ought to be warming up?

>> I've been warmed up a long time.

(Ellen laughing) Ellen.

(music swelling) Shall I take the vocal?

♪ Would you like to be the love of my life ♪ ♪ For always ♪ ♪ And always ♪ ♪ Watch over me ♪ ♪ To square my blunders ♪ ♪ And share my dreams ♪ ♪ One day with caviar ♪ ♪ Next day a chocolate bar ♪ ♪ Would you like to take a merry-go-round ♪ ♪ I'll lead you ♪ ♪ I need you ♪ ♪ Just wait till you see ♪ ♪ I hope in your horoscope ♪ ♪ There is room for a dope ♪ ♪ Who adores you ♪ ♪ That would make the only dream of my life ♪ ♪ Come true ♪ ♪ For the love of my life ♪ ♪ Is you ♪ Ellen... (door clattering) >> So I'm your brother, huh?

>> I was afraid you wouldn't make it.

>> You shouldn't worry about me, brother Danny.

>> Ellen, I think you better leave.

>> No, no, stick around.

>> What happened, Hank?

>> Brother Danny here framed me with the doorman.

>> All I wanted was to be alone with you for once.

>> See that?

He admits the whole thing.

>> Oh now wait a minute.

>> You know that doorman hit me in the lip?

>> He did?

>> Yeah!

>> Oh, that's too bad.

>> How'd you like to even it up, huh?

>> Oh now, wait.

>> How'd you like that?

>> No boys, please, you have to go on in a minute.

You're putting me in an awful position.

Now come on, let's forget it.

I'll tell Artie you're here.

Good luck, darlings.

>> Yeah, darlings.

>> You haven't forgotten the two trumpet players?

>> No, I'll be right with you.

(intricate clarinet playing) (audience applauding) Let's go.

Look, I'll put your boys on the next set, but first, give me a hand with a character over there.

He's been here 10 nights in a row, he's an awful ear bender.

(crowd chatting) >> Well, well.

>> Mr. Chisholm, this is Miss Miller.

>> How do you do, Miss Miller?

>> Well sir, that last number jump for you?

>> Oh, very peppy, very peppy indeed.

By the way, what chord did we finish on?

>> Er, B flat.

>> Sure, I missed it again.

Won't you two join me?

>> I'm sorry, I've gotta get back and play the next number, but Miss Miller can tell you all about the band.

>> Miss Miller hep as you boys say?

>> Hep as they come.

>> Fascinating, your swing jargon.

I'm becoming hep to it myself.

>> Well, see you later, Mr. Chisholm.

>> So long, gator.

That's short for alligator.

Please be seated.

>> Are you a musician, Mr. Chisholm?

>> Oh, I should have been, but I was forced to give it up.

I said music and Father said bottle caps.

Father won.

>> Oh, what a pity.

I take it that the banjo is your instrument.

>> Oh no, the mandolin, the flat back mandolin.

(trumpet scales playing) >> Right boys, you're on.

What do you wanna play?

>> Um, how about I'm Yours?

>> It's a pretty tough arrangement to play at sight.

>> I'll play anything that's on the paper.

>> Okay, how about you?

>> Pick one.

>> All right, I'll leave the book with you, look 'em over.

>> Oh Artie, on the question of who plays first, may I suggest alphabetical order, in the interest of fairness?

>> Sure, okay.

All right, we're on in about three minutes.

>> What's the matter, aren't you gonna look over your parts?

>> I couldn't hit a bad note if I tried.

Not tonight.

>> Why's tonight an exception?

>> Oh, I don't know.

It makes all the difference in the world when you know there's someone depending on you.

>> What?

>> Oh nothing, nothing, nothing at all.

>> Who's depending on you?

>> Danny: Nobody, forget it, Hank.

Forget it.

>> Say, you were alone here with Ellen enough I came in.

>> For almost the first time since I've known her.

>> Yeah?

Well, what happened?

What you say to her?

>> Look Hank.

Ellen and I, I don't suppose it's any concern of yours, but when I get set with Shaw, Ellen and I- >> You proposed to her?

What she say?

>> She just looked up at me and gave me her tender, unspoken yes.

>> How do you know it wasn't and unspoken no?

>> Fella can tell.

It was one of those rare occasions when silence was more eloquent than words.

>> Yeah?

>> Yeah.

>> All right.

It's the way it is.

Wish you all the happiness in the world.

Have me over for dinner sometime.

>> Thanks, Hank.

I'm glad you're not gonna let this come between us.

(lively piano music) >> Artie: Okay, here we go.

>> Hank: Here we go, Danny.

You know what I wish you, Danny boy.

>> Yeah.

("I'm Yours" by Artie Shaw) (trumpet solo playing) (trumpet trilling) (trumpet playing discordantly) (discordant note ringing) >> Fascinating music.

>> I can't understand it.

(Mr. Chisholm applauding) >> Well, that was just dandy.

I'll be sure and call you.

Meanwhile, if anything else comes up, take it.

You sure you know what you're doing?

>> Say the word.

>> Okay fellas, here we go.

One, two.

(jaunty music) >> See what I mean?

I've even got music in my feet.

(trumpet trilling) (Hank exclaiming) (clattering) (Danny and Hank clamoring) (jaunty music) (clapping) (whistling) >> Excuse me.

>> Venue Worker: Come on, cut it out!

Break it up, come on!

(clamoring) >> Let me alone!

What's the matter with you?

(shouting and clamoring) >> I'm finished with ya!

>> Well I've had plenty of you!

>> I'm finished with both of you!

>> Listen, Ellen.

>> Oh, Ellen.

(Hank and Danny pleading) >> No, no, stop it, please!

You've ruined everything.

After all you pretended to think of me.

After I've tried so hard, and after Artie went to- >> Oh, just one more try?

>> Don't blame me.

>> No, please, I never want to see either of you again.

(clamoring and shouting) >> Danny O'Neill, who have you played with?

>> Er, O'Neill's Perennials.

>> Never heard of them.

>> Have you heard of Artie Shaw?

>> Oh, were you associated with him?

>> Associated with him?

Why, I made a deeper impression on him than any trumpet player he'd ever heard.

>> One moment, please.

(phone dialer rattling) (piccolo playing) >> Artie, there was one thing about last night, maybe I shouldn't bring it up.

>> Now wait a minute, if it's about those same two- >> No, no, no, it was about Mr. Chisholm.

(piccolo playing pessimistically) No, I mean it.

(phone buzzing) >> Yeah?

Who, him?

Are you kidding?

Well, throw him out.

>> Anything serious?

>> Nah.

>> Out.

>> All right.

>> Hello, tell Tommy that Hank Taylor's here, will ya?

>> Get off the desk.

>> Huh?

All right.

>> Of course Mr. Chisholm talks a lot, but he's sweet, he says he has the soul of an artist but his money's stifling it.

Now, you've always wanted to give a concert.

I know I can get him to back you.

(piccolo playing playfully) >> How do I know he's any different from those crunchy, crinkled breakfast food guys?

They've all got some angle.

>> All right, I'll guarantee to get him without one string attached.

>> No musts about what I should play?

>> None.

>> No bottle cap ads?

>> Honor bright.

(piccolo playing thoughtfully) >> Okay, sounds swell if you can do it.

>> Good.

I'll get to work on it right away.

(phone buzzing) >> Yeah?

What, him?

Throw him out.

>> All right, now wait a minute.

I got offers from Miller, Duke and Goodman, I got plenty of jobs.

Don't say I didn't give you a chance.

(crowd chatting) >> I think I'll put a small wager on Magic Melody.

>> Oh Lester, you're wonderful, always willing to back something musical.

Artists need a man like you.

>> You think so?

(trumpet fanfare blaring) (fanfare turning jazzy) >> Old English hunting song, I believe.

(Ellen laughing and coughing) My dear, are you choking?

(lighthearted music) This place is one of my finds.

They're all real musicians, too bad they're not better known.

Oh Ellen, do you remember what you said, that I might be able to help?

Why can't I give these musicians to the world?

>> Oh, but your first duty is to the American artist.

>> Oh yes, so it is.

>> Hey!

>> Band: Hi!

>> Look at him, centuries of Slavic balance have gone into that dance.

>> Band: Hi!

>> Hey!

>> Hey!

(audience applauding) >> Hi!

>> Crowd: Hey!

>> Hi!

>> Crowd: Hey!

>> Hey there, vas goot.

>> Vas goot?

Vas perfect.

("Kamarinskaya" by Artie Shaw) (singing in mock Russian) ♪ The love of my life ♪ (singing in mock Russian) ♪ Avec meat borscht ♪ (singing in mock Russian) ♪ Romanov, caviar ♪ (singing in mock Russian) ♪ Chocolate bar ♪ >> He's miles away, perhaps dreaming of some little girl on the steppes of Russia.

You can tell by his face he's loved and suffered.

♪ And always watch over me ♪ ♪ Oh play a plick and a pluck on the strings ♪ ♪ Of your old balalaika ♪ >> Oh please, take me home, I can't stand this.

(Ellen laughing) ♪ The love of my life da da ♪ ♪ For ♪ ♪ The love of my life ♪ ♪ Is you ♪ Hi!

>> Band: Hi!

>> I can't tell you how much I appreciate you letting me back this concert, Mr. Shaw.

>> Not at all, not at all.

>> And how grateful I am to you, Ellen.

To think after all these years, I'm back in my true medium.

By the way, how much did you say I should arrange for?

>> Roughly 15,000.

>> Wouldn't you say that 20 would be safer?

After all, the name of J. Lester Chisholm must stand for nothing but the best.

>> There she goes, there she goes.

Always thinking of me.

I can't tell you what a jewel you have in this little girl.

>> I'm finding out every day.

>> And what an inspiration.

You know, Mother actually thinks that every girl who's attracted to me is after the Chisholm money.

(car horn honking) (phone dialer rattling) (door buzzer buzzing) >> Come in.

Oh Lester.

>> Stay where you are.

Don't move.

You don't know what a picture you make there in the candlelight.

>> Ellen: Lester, you brought your mandolin.

>> For you.

>> Ellen: Oh, you shouldn't have.

>> Why not, tonight's our night to celebrate, isn't it?

I thought we might have a quiet evening of music.

Just you and I, alone.

I always say there's nothing like duets to make a home a home.

(door slamming) >> Can I use your house phone please?

>> Certainly.

>> Thank you.

>> Doorman: Who do you wish to speak to?

>> Miss Miller.

>> Who's calling?

>> Mr., er, Dunn.

>> Oh, Mr. Dunn.

(phone ringing) >> Hello?

>> Hello Ellen, it's me, Danny.

I've been trying to get in touch with you.

I'm downstairs and I thought maybe I could... >> No, I can't see you tonight.

Well no, I'm not being vindictive, I, I, I just cat see you.

Of course Hank isn't here.

Look Danny, I'll have to talk to you tomorrow.

No, he isn't.

>> Ellen, wait a minute.

(phone rattling) >> Good night, Mr. Dunn.

>> Er, good night.

>> Mr. Dunn.

>> That was just an old college friend I was talking to, we won't be disturbed again, Lester.

>> Shall we continue while we're in the groove?

♪ Beautiful dreamer, wake unto me ♪ ♪ Starlight and dew drops are waiting for thee ♪ ♪ Beautiful dreamer, queen of my song ♪ ♪ List while I woo thee with soft melody ♪ What was that?

>> B flat.

>> No, I heard a noise, is there someone in there?

>> Hardly, that's my bedroom.

(scales playing on piano) ("Beautiful Dreamer" by Stephen Foster) >> Mr. Chisholm: Now don't be nervous.

>> Ellen: I'm not a bit nervous.

See, just as I told you, it's your imagination.

("Beautiful Dreamer") (Hank growling) (Danny kissing and clicking) >> Yes boy, yes boy.

(Hank sniffing and howling) >> Sport, shut up.

(Hank growling) Ow!

Hank.

>> What do you hear from the gang in college?

>> What do you think you're doing under this bed?

>> Looking for a collar button.

I've got as much right under here as you have.

Here, say, if you're in here I wonder who's out there.

>> That's right.

I thought it was you.

>> Better investigate.

>> No, wait a minute.

We don't wanna upset Ellen today of all days.

>> That's right, not today.

>> So that's why you came up.

I thought so.

>> What are you talking about?

>> I suppose you just happened to call on the day that Shaw announced his concert?

>> I read something about the concert in the paper.

But I'm much too busy to help Artie out.

I'm working like a horse.

>> You're working?

>> Sure.

>> Not with Dorsey?

>> No, no.

He wouldn't change his style to suit me.

I've got a little engagement just out of town.

I never had such a big audience.

>> Fourth trumpet, huh?

>> No sir, strictly solo stuff.

>> Oh.

>> Why, is the concert the reason for your visit?

>> Who me?

>> Yeah.

>> No, I'm much too busy for that.

>> Doing what?

>> See, after I quit Whiteman- >> You quit Whiteman?

>> Sure, too big a band for me.

If I'd have stayed with him, I'd have lost my individuality.

Same thing happened to Bix.

>> So you're unemployed, huh?

>> No, not at all.

I've just hooked up with a terrific European outfit.

I never dreamed such things could be done to music.

>> Yeah?

I wonder what's going on out there.

>> Sounds like she's giving somebody an audition.

>> I never heard of Shaw with a mandolin section.

>> What about a breather?

>> That's a wonderful idea.

>> Sometimes, it's a little tiring.

>> Yes.

>> Let's have a toast to the concert.

You know Ellen, you've made me feel like a boy again.

>> Ellen: Really, Les?

>> Mr. Chisholm: You've actually made me believe that money really isn't a handicap.

>> Ellen: That's what I want you to believe.

>> That after all these years, I have something to look forward to.

Well, to our big night.

>> To our big night.

>> She's being taken advantage of.

>> She seems to be liking it.

>> I've seen that fellow before.

>> Hank: Yeah.

>> Where was it?

At the Russian rest...

The Little Bear.

>> The little wolf.

I saw him with her at the racetrack.

>> We've got to get her out of this.

>> What are we waiting for?

>> Will you have another glass?

>> Oh, I don't think I should.

>> Well, you know best.

That's what I admire about you, Ellen.

You're so different from the other girls in this town.

>> Oh, I can hardly believe that, Lester.

>> You wouldn't, you're so innocent.

You wouldn't believe the carryings on.

Oh, I've been told things.

(clattering) What's that?

There's somebody out there.

>> You're just imagining things again.

>> No, look.

(whistling) >> What in the?

>> Danny: He's not home, is he Ellen?

>> Who is it?

Danny.

Oh, er, oh, it's, it's just a neighbor, he always wants to borrow a lawnmower or something.

Excuse me.

Danny, Danny is it you?

>> Is that guy in here again?

Pardon me, Mr., er... >> Chisholm.

>> Oh, Chisholm, yes, Ellen told me about you.

Yeah, I guess she's getting rid of him.

Well, she better.

You know, I told her flatly, I said it's either him or me.

You know, I used to trust that guy.

I went to college with him.

I shared my room, my time, my troubles.

But I won't share Ellen.

You don't blame me, do you?

>> I didn't know, I think I better be going.

>> No, I didn't mean you, stick around.

Make yourself at home.

You need anything?

>> No.

>> Glad I met you.

(door slamming) >> Oh mercy.

>> Danny, how dare you come up here.

>> I'm glad I came up, I'm very glad.

>> Well, I'm not and you get off this roof this instant.

>> Now wait a minute, you need me, Ellen.

>> What?

>> Oh, I'm not blaming you for one moment, but- >> What are you talking about?

>> He's not the kind of person to be around you.

You don't know what you're getting into.

Of course it's not your fault.

Hank and I both realize that.

>> Hank, is he here too?

>> Yes, he's inside taking care of the details.

>> Ellen: Good heavens.

>> Oh dear.

>> Lester, Lester wait a minute.

Lester.

>> Why didn't you tell me you were married?

>> But I'm not married.

>> Then who's that man?

>> Oh, that was just Hank.

>> Ellen, I can't believe it!

You of all people.

Oh dear, oh dear.

>> Oh, you mustn't be so upset, I'll send him away.

>> Oh, don't make it worse, Ellen.

I can't stand it, I can't stand it.

I'm leaving for Cincinnati in the morning.

>> Cincinnati?

But what about the concert?

>> Well, you can tell Mr. Shaw how much I appreciate the chance he gave me.

Under the circumstances, I can't accept it.

>> Oh, but Lester, you can't throw away your whole musical career.

>> My musical career is over.

Here.

I'll never touch it again.

>> "Oh," he says, "I didn't know."

(Hank and Danny laughing) >> Poor Mr. Chisholm.

>> Poor Mr. Chisholm.

♪ Poor Mr. Chisholm ♪ ♪ Played on the mandolin ♪ ♪ But he couldn't win 'cause he tried to swing ♪ ♪ And he broke a string every time ♪ (Hank and Danny laughing) >> "Oh," he says, "I'd better be going."

(Hank and Danny laughing) ♪ Poor Mr. Chisholm ♪ ♪ Just couldn't dig the jive ♪ ♪ When he did arrive at the proper note, he ♪ >> Now look, Ellen.

>> Now this is all for the best.

>> What we did may have been a little drastic.

>> It may seem a little brutal at first.

>> But you'll thank us for it later.

>> Oh, I'll thank you for it?

I suppose that Artie'll thank you for it too.

>> Artie?

What do you mean, Artie?

>> What's Artie got to do with Mr. Chisholm?

>> Nothing, nothing in the world.

He was only the backer of the concert.

(door slamming) >> Concert?

(Danny groaning) (big band music) >> Artie: All right, let's go again.

Here we go, let's just play it over a few times.

>> Ellen.

You've got to listen to me.

>> There's only one thing I've got to do.

Go in there and tell Artie that the concert is off.

Then leave town by the first train I can get.

>> Ellen, you can't.

I'm awfully sorry about all this trouble.

I wouldn't hurt you for the world.

You know how I feel about you.

Remember the other night right here, when I took the vocal?

I wasn't kidding.

>> There's one part I remember.

The merry-go-round I'll lead you?

You weren't kidding.

>> Oh, that's all over, the merry-go-round is out.

>> Ellen: No Danny, it's too late.

>> No it isn't.

Now you just go in there and act as if nothing's happened and I'll have Chisholm back here in an hour.

>> What can you do?

>> Don't worry about that.

Just don't say anything to Shaw until I get back.

>> What can I say?

>> You can do it.

Give me an hour.

>> All right Danny, one hour.

>> That's right.

>> Hurry up, he's checking out.

>> What 20,000?

Oh, that 20,000, send it back to Cincinnati, I'm going back there myself.

>> On second thought, Joe, you just leave it where it is.

>> You bounder, leave this room immediately.

>> Mr. Chisholm, I've brought you your mandolin.

>> I won't listen, leave this room.

>> Take it easy, Chisholm, you're going to listen whether you want to or not.

We've come to clear Ellen's name.

>> I won't hear her name mentioned in my presence.

>> Oh now don't say that, Mr. Chisholm.

>> Who are you?

>> I'm a man who wants to see justice done.

All right, talk.

>> No, I can't.

>> Come clean.

>> All right.

Mr. Chisholm, I have a confession to make.

I've never done this before in my life.

I lied to you.

>> Go on.

>> All right.

Ellen is innocent.

>> Innocent, I saw with my own eyes.

>> He framed her deliberately.

>> Impulsively.

I am not Ellen's husband.

>> I know that.

>> Huh?

You... >> Who are you?

>> Me?

>> Um, he's her brother, Hank.

>> Brother?

Aren't you ashamed?

>> Yes.

>> Why did you endeavor to create this false impression?

>> I, I, I was trying to protect her.

>> Here.

Now look here.

>> You've got it wrong.

>> We didn't know who you were.

>> We didn't know how much you meant to her.

>> Well, you're just about the most important man in her life.

>> Right.

>> Oh, I didn't realize.

Oh, what have I done?

>> You've acted shabbily.

>> You have misjudged a wonderful girl.

>> Jumped to brutal conclusions.

>> Oh dear, do you think she'll ever forgive me?

>> Well there's a chance.

If you go about it in the right way.

>> Yes, if you crawl back to her on your hands and knees.

>> Beg her to forgive and forget.

>> Oh, I will.

Oh, do you think this will interfere with letting me back the concert?

>> Well, er, I don't think so.

>> No, Ellen isn't small.

But you better hurry.

>> Oh, I will.

I'll get my hat and gloves.

Er, you make yourselves at home.

♪ Poor Mr. Chisholm ♪ >> Well, we've finally done right by our Ellen.

>> It's about time.

>> Yeah, makes you feel good, doesn't it?

You know, self sacrifice, doing unto others?

>> That's the life.

>> Yeah, but a little self sacrifice goes a long way.

We outta think of our own careers for a change.

After all, we are the intimate friends of Shaw's backer.

>> Huh?

Oh, but we mustn't use Chisholm.

We owe it to Ellen not to take any more chances.

>> Oh no, Ellen won't respect a couple of failures.

>> It's true, if it wasn't for us, the concert would be off.

>> Certainly.

He owes us a break.

>> I'm gonna go.

Boys, if there's ever anything I can do?

>> Nonsense, Mr. Chisholm.

We're glad to do a good turn.

If there's anything we can do for you?

>> Oh, you've already done enough.

>> Oh, I mean like helping you select numbers for the concert and that sort of thing.

>> You see, I don't select the numbers for the concert.

Why, I hardly dare venture an opinion.

>> Oh, but you should.

>> After all, I'm only the backer.

>> Only the backer?

>> Why Mr. Chisholm, you're the impresario, the most important man in the entire organization.

>> You've got to be the guiding hand.

>> Choose the music.

>> Pick the men.

>> It's your duty.

>> Think of the other backers, you're letting them down.

>> You're letting Shaw down.

>> Well this is terrible, why didn't anyone ever tell me this before?

Why, I would have been delighted to do it.

>> It's not too late.

>> Not if you work fast.

>> I don't know just which way to start.

What would you suggest?

>> Well first of all, line up a number.

>> That's a good idea, but off hand I can't think.

>> Oh sure, you remember the Rolling Back to Mammy on the Big River Blues.

>> Rolling Back to Mammy on the Big River Blues?

>> That's it, he's got it.

>> He's got it!

>> Now don't be too hasty, perhaps I can think of something better.

What about a folk song?

>> A folk song.

I've got just the number for you.

Listen to this.

♪ Da da da da da ♪ >> Oh, you're gonna like this, Chis.

This is back to the good earth, full of swing.

Play that, Danny.

>> I like that, what's it called?

>> Hoe Down The Bayou.

You hear that?

That's New Orleans.

>> I visited there three weeks.

I don't recognize it.

>> You don't!

>> Why, that's the spirit of New Orleans.

I can almost smell the Delta.

>> I can smell the Delta.

Can't you smell the Delta?

>> I have a slight cold.

>> Well, nothing that your mandolin won't cure.

Now you pick this up, Chis, pick it up boy.

>> Yeah, yeah, come on son, the train won't wait.

>> That's it, that's it.

Now we're sailing up that river.

On to Memphis, Chattanooga, hold on, Chis.

>> Hear them steamboat whistles blowing?

Choke that barge, pull that bail, there's a cabin in the cotton, solid south.

Solid north, solid Jack.

>> Solid, jack!

>> Right, wagon wheels are creaking westward.

Now we're rolling past that junction.

On to Kansas, Cincinnati!

>> Cincinnati, my home town!

>> His home town, your home town, everybody's home town, Cincinnati.

>> Boys, words fail me.

I must see Shaw at once.

>> That's the spirit, Chisholm.

Don't let America down.

>> You're sure it's my duty as a backer?

>> You can do anything?

>> Anything?

>> Certainly.

>> Well all right, I'll not only see that this epic-making number of yours is given the finest presentation in the world, but I'll go further.

>> Yes?

>> I'll play in it myself on my mandolin.

>> What?

(door slamming) >> Artie: A rhythm in letter B, I'll give you a down beat and set the tempo.

At C, trombones make a very definite entrance.

Saxes come in good and strong, and strings pick it up from there.

>> Oh Ellen, can you ever forgive me?

>> Oh Lester.

>> I know I don't deserve it.

I've let you down in more ways than one.

But I'm gonna make up for it right now.

Shaw, can I see you a minute?

>> Hi.

Take 10, fellas.

Hello Mr. Chisholm, glad you dropped in.

>> I didn't just drop in, Mr. Shaw.

Sit down please, and you Ellen.

I realize I've shirked my duties, but I've got something to make up for it.

A folk song for the concert, it'll kill you.

>> A folk song?

>> It's got everything, the sweep of the prairies, creaking of wagons, the Mississippi.

>> Sounds peachy.

>> It goes like this.

♪ Da da da-da-da ♪ ♪ Hoe down the bayou ♪ Can't you smell the Delta?

(Mr. Chisholm whistling Hoe Down the Bayou) Chattanooga, Louisiana, solid north, solid south.

Hoe down, boy.

Whoa, that's the steamboat whistle.

That's my hometown, it's your hometown.

Everybody's hometown, Cincinnati!

>> Are you kidding?

>> It'll sweep the country.

I insist that you play it at the concert.

>> Well if that's the way you feel about it.

>> Wait a minute, Artie.

>> Prairies, wagons, steamboat whistles.

>> That's its sweep.

>> Listen Artie, I've heard part of it and it's not a bad song.

>> How can I tell from that?

Get me someone who can play it.

>> I'll get you the composer himself.

He's right outside.

Right away.

I fixed it.

>> Good boy, Chis.

>> You've done a great job.

>> Go in there and give 'em all you got.

>> Right.

>> Wait a minute.

Maybe we better explain about our secret.

I could back you up on the mandolin.

>> No, no, no, save it.

You don't wanna give away the big surprise.

>> No, practice comes first, besides, you're no song plugger.

>> Would Heifetz go around selling songs to band leaders?

>> That's fine, I'll stand by and explain it as you play it.

>> Uh... >> No, we better stay out here, Chis, you see, too many people might make Shaw nervous.

>> But I might be needed.

>> Come on out in the lobby, I'll buy you a cigar.

>> I don't like cigars.

>> Don't you worry about it, I'll smoke it myself.

>> Artie, he'll be here in a minute.

>> I know, but I'm holding up the whole rehearsal, Ellen.

>> Hello Mr. Shaw.

>> Oh, its' you again, huh?

>> I guess so.

>> Artie, you aren't going to let something that's over and done with stand in the way of a good song?

>> Okay, let's hear it.

This better be good.

>> Yes sir.

("Hoe Down the Bayou" by Artie Shaw) ♪ Poor Mr. Chisholm played on the mandolin ♪ ♪ But he couldn't win 'cause he tried to swing ♪ ♪ And he broke a string every time ♪ ♪ Poor Mr. Chisholm just couldn't dig the jive ♪ ♪ When he did arrive at the proper note ♪ ♪ He arrived by boat every time ♪ ♪ He tried to jazz up his mandolin ♪ ♪ But never could quite control it ♪ ♪ He always brought Bach and Handel in ♪ ♪ When it took a lick, he always broke a pick ♪ ♪ Poor Mr. Chisholm ♪ ♪ You're quite a gay old blade ♪ ♪ With your serenade but you're corny, Jack ♪ ♪ Better truck on back to the buke ♪ ♪ Get a uke ♪ ♪ You disgraced your kin on the mandolin every time ♪ >> Did you like the tune, Artie?

>> Kinda cute.

Tell you what you do.

Make an arrangement of it and maybe we can find a spot for it.

But remember, no trouble this time.

>> Don't worry Mr. Shaw, and thanks a lot.

>> Mr. Chisholm playing a mandolin.

That'd really be something.

All right then, call it, boys.

>> And within the hour, Chisholm is back, I'm making an arrangement.

You see, Ellen, I've settled down.

The merry-go-round's out.

>> Out nothing, you just happened to get the brass ring.

This is your big chance, Danny.

>> I hope.

>> Did he understand it?

>> Did he go for it?

>> Hook, line and Cincinnati.

>> Nice going, boy.

>> Wonderful, calls for a celebration.

>> Attaboy, Danny.

>> With full honors, I give you the concert.

>> We accept it.

(glasses clinking) >> Lester, we're proud of you.

>> Oh come, come Ellen, I'm only the backer.

>> But that's a very important role, Lester.

>> Well, it's not as though I was a real contributor, as though I were one of the performers.

>> Well, now look, we just about killed this bottle.

What kind of a host are you?

How about a refill?

>> Oh excuse me, of course, of course.

Oh, er, you won't tell her while I'm gone?

>> Not a chance.

>> Don't worry about it.

>> Lester, wait a minute.

Tell me what?

>> Oh, it's just a little surprise.

Oh, let's tell her, fellas.

I'm gonna play in the concert.

>> Lester, you're not.

>> But I am, I knew you'd be delighted.

What am I standing here for?

Wine is what we need, wine.

>> So the merry-go-round's still on, huh?

>> We couldn't help it, all we did was flatter him a bit.

>> If we disillusioned him, he'd call the whole thing off.

>> What do you suppose Shaw will do?

>> Shaw won't ever find out.

Hank's gonna keep Chisholm away from him.

>> Me?

Oh no.

>> But I'll be busy with my arrangement.

>> All right, I'll make a bargain with you.

You get me a job with Shaw with a nice fat trumpet part and I'll look after Chisholm.

>> Oh sure, I'll do my best.

>> You'll do better than that.

Or else.

("Concerto for Clarinet" by Artie Shaw) (crowd cheering) >> Artie: Okay, take five, boys.

>> That'll get 'em, Artie.

>> Oh, it was wonderful, Artie.

>> Glad you liked it.

>> Here's my arrangement.

>> Oh fine, you make all the changes we talked about?

>> Yeah, but I don't know how good it'll sound after that.

Um, Artie, there's one little favor I want to ask you.

You're going to use some extra trumpets, and I know a fella- >> Oh now wait a minute.

Not that partner of yours.

That guy can't get through a number without falling off the stand.

Nothing doing, period.

We'll run over this in the morning.

>> Oh Danny, what are we going to do about poor Hank?

>> It's gonna be tough, but we'll keep on trying.

>> 96.

(mandolin riffing) ♪ And seven, two, three ♪ ♪ 98, two, three ♪ ♪ 99, two, three ♪ >> Hank: And 100 and stop.

>> 100 times without a slip.

>> No, no, you were pretty fuzzy there on 37.

You were quarter of a beat off on 76.

Now, you take one more hundred and we'll turn in.

>> No, now, it's just two days before the concert, I better go down and tell Artie our secret.

>> No, not yet.

It's too late tonight anyhow.

>> Mr. Chisholm: No it isn't, the band's staying late to rehearse.

>> You haven't practiced enough.

>> I've practiced for 10 days, 12 hours a day, six hours a night.

I'll go stale.

>> Are you ready?

One.

(mandolin riffing) Two.

>> "Tonight at 8:30, Artie Shaw will present an interesting newcomer to the musical world."

Interesting newcomer, that must mean me.

>> Huh?

Yeah, sure, sure, sure, sure, sure.

>> What's the matter, Henry?

You worried about the rehearsal?

>> Me, no, is it worrying you?

>> Not at all.

You know, there are very few troubles that a good night's sleep won't cure.

>> Look, you watch your own health.

I got insomnia.

>> Insomnia, that's too bad.

You should- (knocking) Come in.

>> Good afternoon, Mr. Chisholm.

>> Hello.

Well, what about a drink?

>> Good idea.

>> I'll be right back, I just wanna spruce up a bit.

>> Hello.

Get me the Majestic Theater, would you?

>> Mr. Chisholm: It's better so.

>> What?

What's that?

What about her?

Yeah?

Wait a minute.

Excuse me will you, Chis?

This is a personal matter, you know.

Say Danny, you wouldn't lie to me at a time like this, would ya?

>> It's all set, I tell you, you're in.

You gotta get down here right away.

>> Well, this makes up for things, Danny.

What, Chisholm?

Wait a minute.

Don't you worry about Chisholm.

I just got a plan to keep him here.

You bet, soon.

>> Mr. Chisholm: Good news?

>> Well, depends on your point of view.

One man's drink is another man's poison.

>> Yeah.

Well Henry, everything happens for the best.

You know, it's always darkest just before dawn.

>> That's right.

The lad worthwhile is the lad who can smile when the rest of the world's gone wrong.

>> Right, right as rain.

Oh, we'll have it over here.

Henry, if anything ever comes between us, always remember I had your best interests at heart.

>> It cuts both ways, partner.

Well, happy days.

>> Happy dreams.

Bottoms up.

>> Bottoms up.

(crowd chatting) (big band music) >> There must be some answer.

Well, nevermind.

I can't raise Hank anywhere.

Ellen, I don't suppose you'll ever believe I didn't have anything to do with this.

>> Last week, I'd be sure you had.

But this week, no.

You know, you're improving so amazingly, Danny.

I think I'll make you my manager.

(audience applauding) >> Thank you.

Ladies and gentlemen, we have a little blues number which recently came to my attention bearing the somewhat ambiguous title Hoe Down the Bayou.

Since then, it has grown up and been transformed into something rather special.

Before playing it, I'd like to introduce the young man who wrote it, Danny O'Neill.

(audience applauding) >> Go on.

>> How do you feel?

>> All right.

>> Okay.

It's all yours.

("Hoe Down the Bayou" by Artie Shaw) (music playing dynamically) (tap shoes clicking rhythmically) (trumpet playing) (music climaxing) (audience applauding and whistling) >> Danny, you were wonderful.

>> That's a boy, Danny.

Looks like I'm gonna have to hire you after all.

>> Thanks Artie.

>> But only because I don't wanna lose a good secretary.

(crowd shouting) >> Artie Shaw, Artie Shaw!

Nobody.

(crowd sighing) >> 99.

(Hank and Mr. Chisholm snoring) >> 100, take it again.

(Hank and Mr. Chisholm snoring) ♪ I hope in your horoscope ♪ ♪ There is room for a dope who adores you ♪ (lilting music) >> Vas goot?

>> Vas perfect.

(music swelling) (lively music)