Meet Me in St. Louis

No, I'm not calling New York.

- I'm taking that phone out.
- Alono.

- Yes, Anna?
- Every telephone call isn't for you.

That one wasn't.
Those operators!
Katie, take this out in the kitchen
and slice it.

Rose is crying.
What's the matter with you?
Oh, nothing, Papa. You've just ruined
Rose's chance to get married, that's all.

That was Warren Sheffield
calling long-distance to propose.

Oh, I see.
Tootie, did you know a long-distance
phone call was coming to this house?

The ice man saw a drunkard get shot.
The blood spurted out 3 feet.

Answer yes or no.
- Yes, sir.
- Agnes?

Yes, sir.
- Lon?
- Yes, sir.

Well, that's just fine.
Anna, I'm curious.
Just when was I voted out of this family?
- Oh, Lon, really, now.
- What else am I to think?

My eldest daughter is practically
on her honeymoon...

...and everybody knows about it but me.
In view of the fact that this family refuses
to let me in on their little intrigues...

...I'll handle the telephone
in my own way.

From now on,
I'll take all incoming calls.

- Rose, you answer that.
- Thank you, Papa.