Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Those critics have been after my blood for years.

And insults for the gentlemen

We've got it booked.

How about opening this one? Let me help you.

In the city of Norfolk

It's a malicious rumor to gyp the public.

That's what the daily papers say

The public will believe me.

- Doesn't even give me a chance to lie about it. - Thirty-nine? I'm sorry, Mr. Cohan.

Is it bright? Lots of color? I mean, will he like it?

You know, watch them hatch and feed them and eat them.

Oh, you wonderful girl

For it is Mary...

Pipperino, isn't she?

"Stix," small towns, "nix," refuse, "hix," rube, "pix," pictures.

We'll be over We're coming over

A mother isn't supposed to punish. She just gives her permission.

- Mind if I change? - Oh, thank you.

Don't forget, Jerry, you're on again at 4:15.

With Abe's money and your brains, we'll be able to make a million.

Yankee takes the lead

- On your way, wise guy. - Next.

It's easy, very easy

I mean, for Mr. George M. Cohan.

...old theaters where nobody ever even heard of us.

Left foot. Right foot.

The way he plays the part, every kid will want to take a punch...

...just as she loved everybody and everything.

And say that you'll be there ere long

- Georgie? - Yeah?

Why, we'll be like a carriage with only three wheels.

But it was Mary...

George, this isn't your party. Sit down and let him read his letter.

It may not be much. I'm not the dancer I used to be, but then who is?

Strange surrounding. It took me longer.

But all the money in the Bank of England Couldn't pay

The mental strain, the trenches, the fighting, the marching.

- Fine work, Georgie. - I'm proud of you.

Now look at that. Could you ask for anything more than that?

You're wrong, Mary

When we were in Europe, you haunted every theater...

The town was known for its spirited audiences even before it had a ball team.

Who cares as long as we can knock The ax out of the Axis?

We trouped through depression and inflation, the country's growing pains.

George M. Cohan has invented the success story.

Before we sign with Dietz and Goff, I made some change in the lyric...

Think of those billboards.

Were you...? Were you nervous? Did you remember your lines?

What I want is a quiet, dignified musical play.

Where shall I put the magician?

The drums rum-tumming everywhere

Everybody sing!

- But, Mr. Cohan, I thought... Is he? - Drunk.

Why do you do this to me?

What are you gonna do about tires if those give out?

If you watch every twist, every turn

That I will soon be there

Jeepers creepers

...when you had that musical all the time.

- Call you a carriage? - If you will.

You're a grand old flag You're a high-flying flag

They were a great act.

You didn't? Then maybe you're not the showman you're cracked up to be.

Till I heard a lovely voice

We gotta go to Dietz and Goff and sign those papers.

London Town We're bidding you adieu

And we'll all feel gay When Johnny comes marching home

Oh, uh, Dad, I'm gonna be tied up in rehearsal for the next few months.

That you will soon be there

And style enough to kill

It plays one on one and segues into "Dixie."

And you, master magician, you sit over there with the Cohans.

Now you're making a great mistake, Fay.

Of course you're not jealous. Everybody knows that.

Which manager should I take you to see first?

That must be Cohan's alias.

You're lucky. You're a hit at the age of 13.

Hey! It's a boy!

Washington's a great town to walk in. I always get a kick out of it.

Actors are considered a very bad risk by insurance companies.

Colored gentlemen say "That lady certainly is a beaut"

You'll have the audience standing with excitement.

- Hello, Cohan. - Mr. Albee.

Wait a minute, little girl.

Dad was by himself on the farm and had grown very old.

We're coming over

Everybody knows that you and Nellie and Josie can get work anytime, anyplace. Heh.

She's my Yankee Doodle joy

The drums rum-tumming everywhere

Nothing I can do could ever repay the debt.

He is a Yankee Doodle boy

Think what it means for you to have a star like Templeton in your show.

"Dear Dad, this is your 62nd birthday, and God bless you.

I have heard enough.

That's right. I'll hold him while you hit him.

I can't go out there, not without rehearsal.

...the farm we Cohans had dreamed of when farmers were envying us.

Let's have a bite to eat, huh? I always eat after the last show.

You're the emblem of