:56:00
Well, heaven help us
if it doesn't work out.
:56:34
- To His Honor, the future mayor.
- To Chicago!
:56:37
And to herself,
the first lady of the city!
:56:40
To the lot of you!
:56:42
- The compliments
of the season to you, ma'am.
- Go on. More presents.
:56:47
You should see the grand house
we're gettin' for you. lnside plumbing.
:56:50
- And a butler in short pants.
- Heaven help me.
:56:53
lt's himself.
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- Pa.!
- lt looks just like him.
:56:57
Sure got my nose.
:57:00
l can remember the day we took it
like it was yesterday...
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and the trouble we had
puttin' the collar on him.
:57:05
- Well, Ma, where are we gonna hang him?
- Hang him?
:57:08
You'll do no such. He's gonna
spend the rest
of his days on this organ.
:57:12
lf he only could have seen it himself.
:57:15
lsn't he beautiful?
l want the baby to see it.
:57:22
Look, that's
your grandpa.
:57:25
Aw, Pat,
would you believe it?
:57:29
And Bob
just a baby himself.
:57:32
lf you turn out half as good as the blood
that's in you, l'll not complain.
:57:36
You know, Ma,
it looks like Pa had...
:57:39
sort of a roving eye
for the ladies.
:57:41
l'll thank you to keep
a civil tongue in your head.
:57:44
Roving eye, ha!
l'd like to catch him.
:57:46
Look.
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You're so good to me, the lot of you.
You'll have me in tears.
:57:54
- Ma. Beer always did make you cry.
- Listen to him.
:57:57
We'll play him a tune,
his favorite one.