Best broadcasts of 1939-40 (1940)

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BEST BROADCASTS OF 1939-40 Agent. — I wonder if he’s got any snake blood in him ? You know there are some snakes who dance. Fatso. — No kiddin’ ? Agent. — Here, let me take your harmonica a minute. Curley may be related to one of them Asiatic snakes or something. Lemme play it a minute. Sound. — Plays “Hootchie Kootchie” { Danse de Ventre ). Agent. — {Stopping) Nope. Won’t budge. I guess it’s an American caterpillar, all right. Stinky. — Oh, sure. Agent. — {All business) Look, fellers, I’ll make you a proposition. How would you like to sell Curley ? Fatso. — {Commercial minded) How much ? Stinky. — {Sustaining minded) Wait a minute. I own Curley, and I don’t wanna sell him. Agent. — Why not, Stinky? Stinky. — {Ashamed to confess that he loves the bug) Well, because I — well — just because. Fatso. — {Interpreting) Know why he don’t wanna sell ? Agent. — Why ? Fatso. — On account of he’s stuck on him. Stinky. — Aw, shut up, Fatso. Agent. — You mean you like Curley so much you don’t want to part with him ? Stinky. — I just don’t want to sell him, that’s all. Not even for a dollar. {Afterthought) Not even for two dollars! Agent. — Well, of course I don’t think anybody ’d ever offer you that much money. Stinky. — I don’t care. He’s my pet, and I want to keep him. I trained him from a pup. Agent. — Now look, kiddo. I think you’re a very bright and sensitive boy, and because of that, I’m going to make you an immediate cash payment of five dollars for Curley ! d