The Irene Dunn Fred McMurray Show. Starring Irene Dunn as Susan, and Fred McMurray as George. Together in a new, exciting comedy adventure, Bright Star. It's the Irene Dunn Fred McMurray Show, starring Irene Dunn as Susan Armstrong, owner and editor of the Hillsdale Morning Star, and Fred McMurray as George Harvey, the paper's ace reporter. Tonight we find Fred and Irene, that is George and Susan, spending a quiet evening in the... Wait a minute, something's going on here. George, George, wake up. What's the matter Susan, where are we? At the movie, George. This is where we came in. Good movie, I go out every minute of it. You've been asleep for fifteen minutes. I never close my eyes. Wait till I get my shoes on. Let's go. Excuse us please. My goodness, he's awake. Excuse us. Thank you. Isn't it a wonderful night George? Yeah, what did you say Susan? I just commented that it was a nice evening. Sorry, I was checking to see if I had my own shoes on. Oh dear, well, so much for romance. You know, I really enjoyed the first half of that double feature. I will admit I did relax a little during the second feature. You could hear you relaxing all over the theater. I never snore, I just breathe heavily. George, you were breathing so heavily, no one could hear the gangster shooting you. Gangster picture? I thought it was about a boy and a dog. Oh George. Wait a minute, I want to look in this window. Oh, Julie. That first film was nice though, wasn't it? That married couple in it sort of made me think of you and me Susan. Except that we're not married of course. How clever of you to notice. I mean clever of you to notice the resemblance. The way they always understood each other. Basically I thought the man was pretty much like me. I mean he knew how to handle women. You always phrase things so delicately George. Handle women. You make them sound like crates. Mark this side up. Well some women are more like crates than others of course. Thanks very much. But take you Susan, you're more like a delicate violin. Capable of beautiful music. When the bow is in the hands of the master. Someone who understands women. That's the idea, yes. George and his magic violin. You know Susan, when I think of the men who struggle through life without the slightest understanding of how to handle women, it frightens me. Well if I find any I'll send them to you for music lessons. It's all very simple really. You mean handling women? Yes. You see, you just flatter them a little, appeal to their vanity and then you... Yes, yes, do go on George. Well in talking about women I certainly didn't mean you Susan. You see... Well what am I, a great horned owl or something? No, no, no, not at all. It's just that I don't think of you as a... Well what do you think of me as? You know Susan, if I didn't understand women so well I think you were mad at me. Good morning Sammy. How are you this bright and shining morning? Hi Mr. Harvey. Do I detect the shadow of worry darkening your fuzzy cheek? It's my girl Mr. Harvey. She won't talk to me. Oh, any particular reason? She says I'm a beast. Well you could have fooled me. Does Miss Armstrong ever refuse to talk to you Mr. Harvey? Never Sammy. Miss Armstrong and I are always on the very best of... Good morning Sammy. Hi Miss Armstrong. Oh, how are you Susan? As I was saying Sammy... I was telling Mr. Harvey about my problem Miss Armstrong. My girl won't speak to me. Well how fortunate that you came to a specialist in women Sammy. Mr. Harvey, he plays on them like violin. Don't you George? Well... Mr. Harvey, you wouldn't go to see my girl and talk to her would you? Well as a matter of fact Sammy, I'm pretty busy right now. Why of course he would Sammy. With his great insight into the feminine mind... He'll have her eating right out of your hand. Would you Mr. Harvey, would you? Well not that I wouldn't like to Sammy but... You just give him her name and address Sammy... And he'll go right out there this evening. It's Shirley Patterson Mr. Harvey, 4213 Elm Street. And will you tell her I'm not a beast? Well... Gee thanks Mr. Harvey. I certainly wish I knew as much about women as you do. Oh it's nothing Sammy really. Now I think that's an adequate description. I take it you're doubtful Miss Armstrong of my ability to... Successfully resolve this little situation. You want a one word answer George? Sammy, you may set your little heart at rest. My full knowledge of women is at your disposal. You hear that Miss Armstrong? My congratulations Sammy. You have just been made full partner in a bankrupt firm. Would you go to the door cousin Maybell? I'm washing my hair. Of course I will cousin Shirley. Oh and Sammy Blair I don't want to speak to him. He's a beast. I'll tell him. Good evening. Well aren't you the tall one. Won't you come in? Thank you. I was looking for Miss Patterson. Well you certainly found her you tall lean blood hound you. You mean you're Miss Patterson? But my friends all call me Sugar. Oh short for Sugar. You've been peeking. You're sure you're Miss Patterson? You're disappointed? No, no, no, not at all. No indeed. Just that I expected someone a good deal younger. Well I wasn't expecting you at all so we're even. Now you just sit right down. Oh no, no, not over there. Here. That's better. And now you can tell me your name. George. George Harvey that is. My favorite name George Harvey. It is. What a coincidence. And why did you want to see me George Harvey? See you? Oh, oh yes. Well Sammy sent me. Now isn't he the sweet thing. Has he got any more like you? No, no I'm the only one of this model. I just love a man who says witty things. Now about Sammy. Who? Sammy. It seems he has a sort of juvenile crush on you. Well isn't that exciting. Did you always have that little dimple in your chin George? It's nothing. Now about Sammy. You don't mind me getting closer. It's so fascinating to watch that dimple when you talk. Well it's more of a cleft really. Say something George. Well about Sammy. Oh on those shoulders. You must have been a college football man. All American. Well on my mother's side. Yes, but as I was saying Miss Patterson. Shug. As I was saying Shug. About Sammy. What about Sammy? Well he wanted me to tell you he wasn't a beast. And how about you George? Me? Are you an utterly ruthless beast of prey? No, no not at all. No siree. Well I hope you don't mind my asking because I never go out with anyone who's just not a perfect gentleman. You are for sure. Positively. Good. Then I'll get my hat and coat and be right with you. But I. Sammy. You'll never believe I'm doing this for your own good. Good morning Mr. Harvey. Oh how are you Sammy? Miss Armstrong come in yet? She'll be a little late this morning. Well? Well what? My girl. Did you use your great knowledge of women to straighten her out Mr. Harvey? Well we had quite a chat Sammy. Quite a chat. Sammy did it ever occur to you that Miss Patterson might not be just the girl for you? Why not? A girl is a girl Mr. Harvey. Oh true true but you see Sammy. Miss Patterson is a little too. How will I put it? Up late last night Mr. Harvey. Well as a matter of fact I was Sammy. You see Miss Patterson wanted to. To. Mr. Harvey. Now wait Sammy. And I thought I could trust you. Don't jump at conclusions Sammy. I should have learned from history. From history? My old Standish. He sent John Alden to ask for Priscilla's hand because he trusted him. Now wait Miles. I mean Sammy. This whole thing is silly. It's just that. Taker. Taker Mr. Harvey. But the next time you come to me for a loan before payday. No dice. Huh. What's that? This kid is a monster. Not going to the office this morning Miss Susan. Shortly Patience. I got a phone call a few minutes ago from Miss Patterson. She's most anxious to see me before she goes to high school. And who is Miss Patterson? Sammy's little friend. They've been having a puppy love fight of some kind. And George Harvey, the man who knows women, went over to her house last night to patch things up. I suspect the worst. Well George means well Patience. And when you've said that you've said everything. Well you. There she is. I'll go Patience. All right Miss Susan. Miss Armstrong. And you're Shirley Patterson. Come in Shirley. I can't stay a minute Miss Armstrong. But I thought it was my duty as a fellow woman to come. Well won't you sit down fellow woman. No thank you. Miss Armstrong have you found out that all men are beasts. I know. Well it's true. Sammy back in the days when we were still speaking. Used to tell me about the wonderful relationship between you and Mr. Harvey. Oh it was an inspiration to both of us. Well thank you. Then I found out about Sammy. A beast. Oh utterly. But I could have survived. If I hadn't found out about Mr. Harvey too. But how did Mr. Harvey reveal his true colors. My lips are sealed. But Miss Armstrong. Did you know he was absolutely faithless. George. He revealed himself last night. Last night. You mean when he came over to see you on behalf of Sammy. That's why he said he was coming. He had ulterior motive. Miss Armstrong. My lips are sealed. But what do you think of a man who comes on behalf of another. And then betrays his trust. The lowest of the low. Perhaps I shouldn't have shattered your illusion. But as a fellow woman I thought you ought to know the truth about men. Beasts. Everyone. Beasts. Well I have to go. I've got freshman algebra at ten. Well thank you for coming Shirley. And don't be too hard on Mr. Harvey. Perhaps he just couldn't help himself. Help himself. Miss Armstrong. He wasn't even trying. Good morning George. What. Oh. Oh Susan. Nice. Nice morning isn't it. How did things go last night with Sammy's little friend that is. Sammy's little friend. Miss Patterson. Oh. Oh that little friend. Well. Things were very friendly. Yes indeed. She came to see me this morning. She what. What did she tell you. That all men are beasts. Oh now listen Susan. Before you jump to any conclusions. She apparently thinks you are quite smitten with her George. Nonsense. I mean I was friendly of course but. How could you double cross Sammy like that. Susan I'm sure this can be explained. Say in a couple of days or so. You mean your mad affair is continuing with her. Well as a matter of fact she did say something about tonight. George I have an idea. You have. Yes. I have an idea. What is it? Well I'm sure this can be explained. I have an idea. I have an idea. I have an idea. And now back to our two stars Irene Dunn and Fred McMurray and the second act of our story. As the plot thickens Susan Armstrong thinks her ace reporter George Harvey is showing up tonight at the Ming Room with Sammy's friend Shirley. But actually it's Shirley's older cousin who. Well if you haven't been with us from the beginning. Just try to catch up will you. Don't you just love soft life and sweet music George. What. Oh yes. Swell. Swell. George Harvey. I don't believe you're listening to a single word I say. Of course I am Shug. I was just looking around to see who's here that's all. Expecting someone? No no I was just looking that's all. Well you're just about the jumpiest boy I ever went out with. Would you excuse me while I pat on my nose. Oh sure sure of course. Take all the time you want. I. Now don't you jump away from me. You should never have come here in the first place. Susan I should have said. Susan you're a woman and I'm a man. And if you. Why George Harvey. Susan. Well imagine seeing you here. Hi Mr Harvey. Well Sammy is just like old times huh. I persuaded Sammy to come out to dinner with me. To forget his troubles. Are you alone George? Alone? Sure. Well I mean not exactly. I. Well then you don't mind if we join you. I'd rather not Miss Armstrong. When a friend who you think is a friend turns out to be not a friend any longer. I'd rather not. Oh come on Sammy. There now isn't that better. Well isn't this cozy George. Yes it's going to get even cozier. Would you care to dance Susan? Maybe later George. Sure. How about you Sammy? I wouldn't even dance with you if you were a woman. Well no accounting for taste. Sure you don't want to dance Susan. Well how nice company. Well if you'll all excuse me I just remembered I have to. Miss Patterson are you the one with Mr Harvey? I thought it was Shirley. Who's Shirley? George Harvey. Where's Shirley? Who's Shirley? Gee Mr Harvey have I been misjudging you. And have I? Just wait till I tell Shirley. Not that anybody is going to answer me but who is Shirley? My little girl come George. Aren't you going to introduce me? Well I. Never mind George we're leaving. Come on Sammy. Sure gee Mr Harvey I think you're swell. Thanks Sammy. And if you want to know what I think George. Shall we dance? I'd rather die. Come Sammy. Sure Miss Armstrong. Now what brought that on George? And just this morning she was so understanding. Hi Mr Harvey. Hello Sammy. You know what I made up with my girl again Mr Harvey. Well. I went over to her house after we left you last night. She says that I'm still a beast but alongside of you I'm a saint. I was glad to help out Sammy. That's Shirley isn't it? There was just a harmless confusion in your mind between her and her cousin. Harmless confusion. Sammy. Yes Mr Harvey. I guess you know quite a bit about how to get along with women don't you? Sure. Anything I can help you with Mr Harvey? Well there exists a slight chill between Miss Armstrong and myself. Because of Shug huh? Well as near as I can figure out yes. So Sammy. If you could suggest anything that. How about getting her out of town? Should? How? Well there's a fellow she's sort of engaged to in her home town. Buford Jackson. Now I could call her and pretend to be Buford and insist she come home. That's no good Sammy. With all due respect you couldn't sound at all like this Buford. You'd be at her house and take the call. I would? Sammy. You really think. Mr Harvey. Out of my wide knowledge of women I guarantee that this will work. Out of your wide knowledge of women huh? Well I guess you know best. Going home soon Miss Armstrong? I'm working on some editorials tonight Sammy. Why? Oh nothing. Nothing. No date with Mr Harvey this evening. I rather imagine that Mr Harvey is busy. Cementing relationships between the north and the south. You misjudge him Miss Armstrong. You mean he's worse than I think he is? A heart of gold. Well I gotta go out and make a phone call. Why don't you make it here? Well I. I just like to throw money around. It's a private call Sammy. No no it's just. Good evening ma'am. Is this the office of the morning star? Well yeah. Buford Jackson your servant ma'am. Buford Jackson? Is there a George Harvey working in this establishment? Well yes Mr Jackson. Laying my cards right on the table ma'am. I received a telegram from my little cousin Shirley. Telling me that my fiance was running around with this George Harvey. My aim ma'am. My aim is satisfaction. Oh dear. Just how good is your aim? Best in the country. I see. Well Mr Harvey isn't here right now. He's on an assignment to Alaska. But if you want to leave your card. Well thank you ma'am. But I better be getting over to my fiance's. But if that Mr Harvey should return from Alaska. Yes. I can't describe it to you ma'am. I'm just too tender hearted. Oh dear. Oh dear. Can't you sit down for just a minute George? Oh I didn't realize I was standing. I've seen some jumpy little old boys in my time. But never anything like you. Here sit down beside me George. Sure. Would you mind moving over so I could sit next to the phone? You expecting a call? Well you know what the air raid warden say. In case of an attack I'll always be close to a phone. You sit right down Georgie. And talk to me so I can watch the exciting way your little old items apple bobs up and down. Come on Sammy. What's that George? I said this is dandy isn't it? You're acting very cold tonight George. Am I? Well I guess there will be nights like this. Sammy. I'll get it. Hello. Is this the home of Miss Maybel Patterson? Oh long distance huh? Long distance. Is it for me? Yes. Go ahead long distance. Who said anything about long distance and who is this talking? Of course I'll take the message. Cut out the corny dialect Sammy. Sure go right ahead. Who is this talking? Yes this is George Harvey. Oh Buford huh? Well how are you Buford? I certainly will take a message for her. Go right ahead. Sir am I talking to George Harvey? Stop hooking it up Sammy she might hear you. What's that you say? You wanted to come right home. Well you know best Buford. George let me talk to him. You haven't got time to talk to Maybel you say? Well that's too bad Buford but I'll give her the message. Yes indeed. Sir would you kindly explain what this is all about? Well it's been nice talking to you Buford. Sorry you can't come up and visit us. Oh some other time huh? Well goodbye Buford. Sammy that's the corniest southern accent I ever heard. George why didn't you let me talk to Buford? Well he seemed to be in a big hurry but he was very insistent about your coming home. I want you to come home immediately. I wonder if he found out about us George. Buford is just a wild bull when he's jealous. Oh there's nothing to worry about George. Buford's a long way from here. But you know long distance is a wonderful thing. It sounded as though he was calling from right around the corner. Will you be sorry to see me go George? Oh of course I will. But if Buford's waiting I guess I can be big about making the sacrifice. I just can't understand why he didn't want to talk to me. I guess he had to get back and fight the bull weevils. Well if you need any help packing let me know. I'll send Sammy over. Drop me a line sometime huh? Oh hello. Well as I was saying Shug if you... Who are you? I sir was just about to ask you the same question. Buford what are you doing here? Buford? But I just...I mean I didn't... I didn't know you. You're George Harvey? Well I...that is I... Buford don't you dare. Buford! Oh Buford Jackson I should never speak to you. You put your big fist right in his pretty little old green eyes. Is Mr. Harvey here Sammy? I've been looking all over for him. He's lying down on the couch in your office Miss Armstrong. With an ice bag over his eyes. Is he conscious? I think so. Sometimes with Mr. Harvey it's pretty hard to tell. Yes I know. Well I'll go in and sympathize with the world's greatest authority on feminine psychology. He'll improve Miss Armstrong. I promise to teach him everything I know. He could use it. Who is it? It's me you gorgeous hunk of fighting man. Shug? Now don't take that ice bag off your child little old eyes George. I'll just sit here and stoke your cute little old bony forehead. Well I wouldn't Shug. You see this is Miss Armstrong's office and if she comes in here and sees us she might not... Oh it's better that way honey circle blossoms. Then you'll just have to choose between us once and for all. But Shug you've got to go back home with Buford. How can I go home with Buford after I've been out with you? Look all you have to do is go down to the bus terminal. The rest is easy. I'm a woman and you're a man. That's not the right way to look at it Shug. Take off that ice bag Georgie. Gaze into my violet eyes and then tell me. Which of us do you choose you little old fighting fool you? Well George. Susan. Oh George. Of all the low sneaky underhanded tricks I... I've seen yourself. You were turning pale right under the ice bag. Well all I have to say Susan is that if... Of course I... I knew all the time that it was you. Oh you did. Of course I did. Susan you don't actually think that George Harvey would be fooled by a mere woman. Do you? Yes. Well I was just asking that's all. Just asking. Oh George. Our stars Irene Dunn and Fred McMurray will return in just a moment. Of course you have to admit Susan that the whole thing arose from a perfectly natural mistake. What mistake? Well if I hadn't assumed that Sammy was going with Shug instead of with Shirley. Oh that wasn't a very bright assumption. But you have to admit that she was attractive. Sugar I mean. Oh of course. But still being with her couldn't compare with being with you Susan. Couldn't it? Her eyes didn't compare. Her voice didn't compare. Her hair. Oh you're sweet George. How did this compare? Her. Her. Could you give me that again? I'm still a little on the fence. George. Irene Dunn and Fred McMurray will be back next week in another exciting comedy adventure in the gay new series Bright Star. This is Wendell Niles inviting you to join us then.
