Shhh! You'll wake all the
They're all down at the Starlight.
Come on, Mrs. Hatfield, let's go
Jack dances a fox-trot across the
It's too late. Everyone's asleep.
You're not. Come on. Didn't you
have fun the last time we went
It's after ten.
Artie Shaw is playing.
Would I lie?
I'd bet my last thin dime on it.
Mrs. Hatfield! I'm hurt!