The House of Squiv manufacturing chemists of the medical profession since 1858 bring you Academy Award. The pictures, the players, the techniques and skills which have won or been nominated for the coveted awards granted each year by the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences to each in his field for outstanding achievements. The House of Squiv, makers of the great family of Squiv medicinal products brings you one of the most delightful fantasies ever presented on the screen, Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs, for which Walt Disney won the 1937 Special Academy Award. Once upon a time there lived a lovely little princess named Snow White. Her vain and wicked stepmother, the Queen, feared that someday Snow White's beauty would surpass her own. So she dressed the little princess in rags and forced her to work as a scullery maid. Each day the Queen consulted her magic mirror. Magic mirror on the wall? Who is the fairest one of all? And as long as the mirror answered, you are the fairest one of all. Snow White was saved from the Queen's cruel jealousy. But one day the Queen looked into her mirror and there were flames crackling instead of her reflection. And the Queen clutched her heart in fear and asked the same old question. Magic mirror on the wall. Who is the fairest one of all? Famed is thy beauty, Majesty, but old, a lovely maid I see. Rags cannot hide her gentle grace. Alas, she is more fair than thee. Alas for her! Reveal her name! Lips as red as a rose, hair as black as ebony, skin as white as snow. Snow White! Poor Snow White knew nothing of the Queen's jealousy. She was alone with her friends, the white pigeons, who were watching Snow White as she peered down into the old wishing well. What do you want to see? Promise not to tell? We're standing by a wishing well. Make a wish into the well. That's all you have to do. And if you hear it echoing, your wish will soon come true. I'm wishing. I'm wishing for the one I love to find me, to find me today, today. I'm hoping. I'm hoping. And I'm dreaming of the nice thing, the nice thing he'll say, he'll say. I'm wishing. I'm wishing for the one I love to find me, to find me today. N hurt lady! To find me, to find me today. Today. Did, did I frighten you? You mustn't. I'm afraid. Wait, please. Don't run away. Now that I have found you, hear what I have to say. One song, I have but one song. One song, only for you. One heart, tenderly beating, ever entreating, constant and true. One love that has possessed me, one love thrilling me through. One song, my heart keeps singing, of one love, only for you. Good night, Snow White. Sweet Prince, good night. Dearest Prince, good night. Sweet Prince, dearest Prince, I'll take care of that. Go, send for my huntsman. Your Majesty, I heed your call. Huntsman, I command you. Take Snow White at once to the forest and kill her and bring back her heart in this box. What's that? Who's there? Who comes through the forest? Don't try to run. I have you trapped. Huntsman, what are you doing here? Why do you glare at me so? I can't do it. I beg you, please. I'm afraid you'll be too late. Why do you glare at me so? I beg your Highness, forgive me. What were you going to do? Kill you with this knife? Cut you a little harder? The Queen is mad, jealous of you. Now quickly, child, you must run. But I know not where to run in this dark, terrible forest. Run, run into the deep forest and never come back again. Have a care. I'm old, gnarled and sinful. I'm an ancient oak tree. No, no, please, Mr. Oak Tree, let me go. I see you, Snow White, for I see better in the dark. You can't get away from a bat. Oh, no, no, please, let me go. Let me go. Have a care, Snow White. You can't escape my entangling leaves. I'm a green fern to trip you. Let me go. Please, green fern, let go of my ankle. Don't try to fool a wise old owl. No, don't, don't, don't. Where am I? Where am I? Oh, what beautiful birds and what happy little animals. But where am I? In the forest. Oh, thank you, little bird. I'm so ashamed, but I was so frightened and I made such a fuss. You want me to feel safe, don't you? Well, I do, and I'm sure I'll get along somehow, thank you. But I do need a place to sleep tonight, and I can't sleep in the ground or in the trees like you can. Maybe you know where I can stay. You do? Will you take me there? Oh, thank you. You lead the way and I'll follow you. Oh, what an adorable little house, just like a doll's house. Hello? Anybody home? May I come in? Oh, it's dark inside. I guess there's nobody home. Let's go in and see. Why, there's seven little chairs, and from the look of this table, seven untidy little children. And just look, cobwebs everywhere. Oh, what a pile of dirty dishes. Yes, it is awful. I know. We'll clean the house and surprise them, because maybe they're orphans. And if they know I can help them keep house, maybe they'll let me stay. Oh, look, here's a broom. I'll just get to work right now. Just whistle while you work. And cheerfully together we can tidy up the place. Just hum a merry tune. It won't take long when there's a song to help you set the pace. And as you sweep the room, imagine that the roof is someone that you love. Then soon you'll find you're dancing to the tune. Just whistle while you work. When hearts are high, the time will fly, so whistle while you work. What adorable little beds they have. And look, they have their names carved on them. Doc, Happy, Sneezy, Dopey. What funny names for children. Grumpy, Bashful, and Sleepy. Oh, my Sleepy. I guess I'm a little sleepy myself. I guess I'd better lie down and close my eyes for a while. For just a little while. And who were the seven little orphans who owned the seven little chairs in the little cottage in the forest and the seven little beds upstairs and the seven little plates and saucers? Why, they were the seven little dwarfs who lived in the cottage and who worked all day in a mine. And while Snow White was tidying up the little cottage, the seven little dwarfs were coming home from work. Hello! Chimney crickets! Door's open! Chimney smoking! Something's in there! Maybe a ghost. Or a goblin, Happy. No, it's a neem. No, it's a lemur. A demon likely, Bashful. Nope, nope. I bet it's a dragon, Doc. Mark my words, there's trouble brewing. Felt it come an old day. My corns hurt. Oh, Grumpy. Well, Moller, don't fool me, follow me, we'll squeak up or sneak up on him, man, I mean, follow me. Chimney crickets! Fellers, it's a monster. It covers three beds. Let's kill it before it wakes up. Well, which end do we kill? Look out, look out, it's waking up. What is it? Fellers, it's a furrow, or fools, it's a gi, or gu, or fellers, it's a girl. Look out! She's moving. Well, what do we do? Hide! Oh, goodness, I must have been asleep for a long time. Why, the children must have come home. Oh, you're not children, you're little men. How do you do? How do you do what? Oh, you can talk, I'm so glad. Now, don't tell me who you are, let me guess. Now, you're Doc. Well, yeah, that's true, that's true. You're Bashful. Oh, gosh. And you're Sleepy. How did you guess? Of course, you're Sneezy. And you must be... Happy, happy, that's me. And this is Dopey, he don't talk none. Oh, she's trying to fool us with her charms, fellers. Take care. Oh, that must be grumpy. Ah, ask her who she is and what she's doing here. Yeah, what are you and who are you doing? What are you? Who are you, my dear? I'm Snow White. Snow White, the princess? Well, tell her to get out. Oh, please don't send me away. If you do, the queen will kill me. Ah, that queen, she's full of black magic. We'll get into trouble. Oh, she'll never find me here. And if you let me stay, I'll keep house for you. I'll wash and sweep and cook. Cook? And crapple dumplings. Why, and crapple dumpkins. Yeah, some plum pudding and gooseberry pie. Gooseberry pie, hooray, she stays. All right, then we'll get supper right now. Hooray for supper, hooray for supper. Magic mirror on the wall, who now is the fairest one of all? Over the seven jowled hills, beyond the seventh fall, in the cottage of the seven dwarfs, dwells Snow White, fairest one of all. Snow White lies dead in the forest. The huntsman has brought me this proof in the box. Behold her heart. Snow White still lives, and she will live. She will live. She will live. She will live. She will live. Behold her heart. Snow White still lives, the fairest in the land. Tis the heart of a pig you hold in your hand. The heart of a pig? I've been tricked. The blundering fool. I'll go myself to the dwarfs' cottage, in a disguise so complete no one will ever suspect. How? Where is my book of magic? Ah, so. Now the formula to change my beauty into ugliness, my queenly raiment into a peddler's cloak, mummy dust to make me old. So, so it's almost done, but now a toast to darkness. Oh, powers of evil, hear me. Send a blast of wind to fan my hate, a thunderbolt to mix it with. Now begin thy magic spell. I drink the fiery drink of hell. Before continuing with the second part of Walt Disney's award-winning fantasy, Snow White, let's think for a moment how science is making many of our childhood dreams come true. Today, men really fly. Motion pictures glow with storybook color, and parents are grateful for a lesser miracle to them, almost as amazing as the others. Today, many children actually enjoy brushing their teeth. They like the cool, minty flavor of squib dental cream. Try it and you'll know why. You'll taste, feel, and see the refreshing difference. For pure squib dental cream wakes up your mouth, uncovers all the natural brilliance of your smile. That's because the active ingredient in squib dental cream is one of the safest, softest, yet most effective polishing agents known to dental science. So keep your whole family smiling with squib dental cream. Taste, feel, and see the refreshing difference. In just a moment, we will present the second part of Snow White and the Seven Gwarfs. But first, we wish to thank Walt Disney for making this production possible. Walt Disney is also producer of Make My Music, a new Technicolor production now having its premiere at the Globe Theater in New York City. And now, part two of Walt Disney's Academy Award winning picture, Snow White. Let's see what the book of magic would provide. A special sort of death for one so fair as Snow White. Now, now, now, what shall it be? Here is one, a poisoned apple. Sleeping death. Yes, it says, it says, one taste of the poisoned apple. And here is one, a poisoned apple. And here is one, a poisoned apple. And here is one, a poisoned apple. And the victim's eyes will close forever in the sleeping death. Good, good. Let's do something. Well, Happy, what shall I do? Tell us a story. A true story. A love story. Well, once there was a princess. Princess the princess, who was the princess? Was the princess you? And she fell in love. Was it hard to do? It was very easy. Anyone could see that the prince was charming. The only one for me. Was he strong and handsome? Was he big and tall? There's nobody like him anywhere at all. Did he say he loved you? And did he steal a kiss? He was so romantic, I could not resist. Someday my prince will come. Someday we'll meet again. And the birds will sing. And wedding bells will ring. Someday when my dreams come true. Midnight, the witching hour. Snow White sleeps and the seven little dwarfs are in their beds. But in the forest near the cottage in the moonlight, the queen, disguised as a toothless old hag, waits for dawn to break. Dip the apple in the brew. Let the sleeping death seep through. But wait, there may be an antidote. Yes, nothing must be overlooked. Here it is, here it is. In the book of magic, the victim of the sleeping death can be revived only by love's first kiss. Bah, no fear of that. The dwarfs will think she's dead. She'll be buried alive. Buried alive! Oh, all alone, my pet. Why, yes, I am. But the little men are not here? They're not. Making pies? Yes, gooseberry pies. It's apple pies that make the men's mouth water. Pies made from apples like these. Oh, they do look delicious. Yes, but wait till you taste one, dear. Grat, these birds. What hails them? I don't know. They're acting so strangely today. They're making me nervous and my heart is weak. Oh, here, let me help you. The birds are making me nervous. Here, take my arm, Granny. I'll chase the birds. Go away. Shush, go away. Please go away. Hey, fellas, look at the birds. Something's wrong. They're all ahead of us. Hey, Craven-Zar, they've come from Snow White. The old queen's got her. That's what's the matter. She'll kill us. Well, what do we do? Come on, get those pickaxes and come running. We've got to save Snow White. But Granny, I didn't make my wish yet. Take a bite, dearie. Take a bite. I wish for my prince charming and that he will carry me away to his castle where we will live happily ever after. Fine, fine. Now take a big bite. Don't let the wish grow cold. Oh, I feel so strange. She bit the apple. Her breath will still. Her blood conceal. Oh, I feel... It's done. Done. Now I'll be fairest in the land. The Seven Dwarfs, they know what I've done. I must escape. Oh, no. Oh, no. Oh, no. Oh, no. Oh, no. Oh, no. Oh, no. Oh, no. Oh, no. Oh, no. Oh, no. Oh, no. Oh, no. Oh, no. Oh, no. Oh, no. Oh, no. Oh, no. Oh, no. No. Oh, no. Oh, no. Oh, no. Oh, no. Oh, no. No. I can't escape. A cliff before me, a mountain behind. There she is down there, fellas. Roll the big rock on her. All together, fellas. Heave! No, no! You'll kill me. Heave! Heave! Heave! There it goes! I'll fix you for this. I'll fix you. I'll crush your bones. I will crush your bones, you old... No! No, I'm lost! Lost! No! The evil witch queen was gone. But when the seven dwarfs found their beloved princess Snowfite, she was lying on the floor of the cottage. Her eyes were closed, and they gave her up for dead. I... I'll never be happy anymore. I won't either happy, and I'll never sneeze again. Poor horse knight, Snowfite. She was so kind to us. She's so beautiful, we mustn't bury her. We'll make a coffin of glass and gold. Yes, and we'll keep God forever at her side. Oh, poor lovely Snowfite. But the news spread abroad in the land, and soon the prince, who had searched far and wide for his true love, heard of the beautiful maiden who slept in the glass coffin, and he came mounted on his white horse to the sunlit glade where Snowfite lay upon her beautiful couch. Who is the prince on the white horse? I'll see... I'll see... I'll see... I'll see... I'll see... I'll see... I'll see... I'll see... He looks wonderful, big and strong. Maybe he's coming to see Snowfite. It must be Snowfite's charming prince. Don't stand there, fellas. Lead him up to her princess. Snowfite, it is you, my only one. At last I have found you. Jeopardy cricket, she's gonna kiss her. Oh, at last you've come, my prince. She's awake. She's awake. My princess. The white mists. Hooray! Hooray! Someday when spring is here We'll find our love anew And the birds will sing And wedding bells will ring Someday when my dreams come true Come, dear Snowfite. I shall carry you off to my castle. Yes, my prince. And will you love me forever? I love you forever and ever and ever. Down through the ages, children and grown-ups, too, have learned from parables and stories many of the great truths which inspire and guide mankind. The House of Squibb has its own parable, an oft-repeated story that, for almost a century, has guided the conduct of its business. In the city of Baghdad lived Hakim the Wise One, and many people went to him for counsel, which he gave freely to all, asking nothing in return. There came to him a young man who had spent much but dot little and said, Tell me, Wise One, what shall I do to receive the most for that which I spend? Hakim answered, A thing that is bought or sold has no value unless it contains that which cannot be bought or sold. Look for the priceless ingredient. But what is this priceless ingredient? asked the young man. Spoke then the Wise One, My son, the priceless ingredient of every product in the marketplace is the honor and integrity of him who makes it. Consider his name before you buy. Through its adherence to this ideal of honor and integrity, Squibb has earned recognition all over the world as a name you can't trust. Next week, another great picture of the House of Squibb will present Academy Awards starring Randolph Scott and Claire Trevor in Stagecoach. Walt Disney's Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs was written for radio by Frank Wilson with an original musical score composed and conducted by Leith Stevens. Our producer director is Dee Engelbart. Remember, next week, part of the country will go on daylight saving time. If your area stays on standard time, please consult your local newspaper for the correct time to hear Academy Award. This is Hugh Grundage bidding you good night until next week when you are invited to listen again to Academy Award presented by the House of Squibb, a name you can't trust. This is CBS, the Columbia Broadcasting System.
