It Happened One Night

That, I suppose,
makes everything quite all right.

I like privacy when I retire.
Yes, I'm very delicate in that respect.

Prying eyes annoy me.
Behold the walls of Jericho.
Maybe not as thick as the ones
that Joshua blew down with his trumpet.

But a lot safer.
You see, I have no trumpet.
Now to show you
my heart's in the right place...

...l'll give you my best pair of pyjamas.
Do you mind joining the Israelites?
You don't want to join the Israelites?
All right. Perhaps you're interested
in how a man undresses.

There's a funny thing about that.
Quite a study in psychology.

No two men do it alike.
I once knew a man who kept his hat on
until he was completely undressed.

Now he made a picture.
Years later, his secret came out.
He wore a toupee.

I have a method all my own.
If you'll notice, the coat came first.
Then the tie. Then the shirt.

Now, according to Hoyle,
after that the pants should be next.

There's where I'm different.
I go for the shoes next.
First the right. Then the left.
After that, it's every man for himself.