Kill him.

[radio whistling] Throw out that bum.

Say that you love me true.

[romantic music] I must be emphatic, don't think I'm erratic.

That wonderful static don't give me a headache.

Oh, I love those tones, dearest, although they make me feel blue.

Ooh.

Come on, now, do it.

Butterfly! Our play is done.

Grace Moore and Cary Grant return in a moment to the microphone.

Around the corner from the Lux Radio Theater is one of the most widely known restaurants in the world, the Brown Derby.

Visitors to Hollywood make it one of their first stops, for it is there that the screen's celebrated stars and executives may be found at any hour, from breakfast through midnight suppertime.

Tradition has made the Derby a meeting as well as an eating place.

Between its walls, many a contract has been signed, and many other writers and composers... famous for works borne over a cup of Derby coffee.

Robert Cobb, president of the Brown Derby Corporation and husband of Paramount star Gail Patrick, is here tonight with a word about Hollywood's table mannerisms.

Probably go to the Derby.

[audience cheering]

Thank you.

Thank you.

And thank you, C.B., and good evening, friends.

I'd like to tell you a story about a young man who lived with his father and mother on a farm along the Mississippi, just south of Memphis on the Arkansas side.

As a boy, he wasn't much on European history.

He didn't know much about science, but he did know the exact hour the morning glory curled up to sleep out the sun, and he could call more horses by their first names than he could people.

Cary Grant-

Dilg escapes!

My name is Leopold Dilg.

I worked at that mill in Lowchester, Mass, but I never set that fire.

All they had against me was that I once said the place ought to be burned.

Well, it should've been.

It was a rat trap.

Anyway, the evidence seemed to be enough for the jury.

[instrumental music]

Is that what you got?

No, it's what I've had.

A blow on the head can make you forget the past.

You live on as someone else, perhaps forever, unless, uh, uh, well, unless another shock or blow brings you back to your right self.

Huh.

Marvelous.

You read about these things.

[laughs]