Best broadcasts of 1939-40 (1940)

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BEST BROADCASTS OF 1939-40 Chris. — ( Yawning ) Yeah. Let’s get this over and done with. I want to get some sleep. Sound. — Car door closes . . . then another . . . car starts of .. . a moment's pause, and Chris speaks . . . yawning again. Chris. — I’m late. Peggy. — Oh, that’s quite all right. Your apology is accepted. Chris. — Who’s apologizing ? Don’t jump at conclusions. Peggy. — Oh, excuse me. {Pause) I suppose it wouldn’t be the thing for me to ask where we’re going ? Chris. — We’re going to get married. Where do people usually go when they elope ? Peggy. — Hm. How charming. Well, this may be somewhat of a shock to you, Mr. Morgan, but I’d suggest that you look at me again, a little more closely this time. Chris. — Why should I ? Peggy. — It just happens that I’m not Susan Turner. I’m Peggy, her sister. Surprise ! Chris. — Yeah, I know. What difference does that make? Peggy. — What difference? Chris. — Sure, I’m not marrying the girl, I’m marrying the 3 million. {Pause) Peggy. — {Floored . . . Trying to laugh it of) You’re joking. Chris. — I never joke after midnight. Peggy. — Well! So the change in brides makes no difference to you? Chris. — Sure, it makes a difference. Your sister’s younger than you are. Peggy. — Only a year and a half! Chris. — She’s got nicer hair, bluer eyes, and better teeth. Peggy. — Well, thank you. Chris. — {Reluctantly) Maybe I’m wrong about the teeth. Peggy. — {Icily) If you’ll forgive me for reminding you, you are not buying a horse, Mr. Morgan. 48