02x09 - Ricky Loses His Voice

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One day in Mexico the radio picked up
a station

From the USA

I know the people heard just what
occurred

A corny program known as Giveaway

They heard a lady win a diamond pin,
a sable

And a brand-new limousine

She took home all the loot and more
to boot

For knowing and five are

That day in Mexico

The radio was heard by one whose name
was Don Jose

He said if that's what goes on all
those shows

I think I go for visit right away

He got his papers quick

And then a ticket on a plane for
Hollywood and Vine

He got to town at : , and sure as
fate

He wound up in a studio at :

He knew that Mexico would hear the
show

And he was set to make his family
proud

And so he whistled and he raised his
hand and yelled

Until they picked him from the crowd

He got the biggest score and what is
more

He even won the jackpot of the show

He blew his top because the prize--

It was an airplane trip right back

To Mexico.

That's all, Marco.
My throat is sore today.

Will you call Lucy and tell her I'll
be home right away?

Okay, Des.
Thank you.

Bye.
Bye.

Lucy?
Yeah?

Your new furniture came.

Really? What's it like?

I don't know, I was so busy,

I just told them to put it all in the
apartment.

Oh, I'm just dying to see it.

Oh, darn this key.

You know, for the rent you charge,

you could have bigger keyholes.

You know, I think there's

a little too much furniture in here.

It does look a little overcrowded,
doesn't it?

I forgot we had to take the old
furniture out.

Oh, well...

Gee, there's a lot of wonderful
stuff, huh?

Where's the phone?

Where's the phone?

Yeah. It's not here.

Oh.

Well, now, where is the phone?

Oh, for heaven's sake.

What did they do with it?

Let's see now,

I was lying on the sofa talking.

It's on the floor someplace.

Yeah, sounds like it, doesn't it?

Lucy!

Did you find it?

No.

Oh.

Oh, here it is, for heaven's sake.

Oh, gosh.

Hello?

Oh, too late.

Now I'll never know who it was

and that drives me absolutely crazy.

Me, too.

Gee. Hey, look at this stuff.

Isn't it going to look wonderful?

Uh-huh.

Oh, look at that luscious chair.

Oh, boy.

Oh, Ethel, will you help me get the
old stuff out?

I'm dying to see how the room's gonna
look.

Where will I put it?

Let's take it and put it in the hall,

all the old stuff.

Okay.

Here.

Listen, you know,

I'm not going to be able to leave
that piano there.

I'm going to put it over on that
wall.

I want everything completely
different, you know?

There.

Oh, it just looks wonderful, Lucy.

Isn't it beautiful?

I'm going to make an entrance from
another room

and see how it looks.

Oh, this is the most beautiful room

I've ever seen.

Ethel?

Yeah?

Oh...

How do you like it?

Gee, this new stuff is marvelous.

Isn't it, though?

Listen, Fred, would you do me a big
favor?

Would you take a few little pieces of
furniture

down to the basement for me?

Sure. Where are they?

Right out here.

A few little pieces, huh?

Well, it's not very much.

If you just move this over a little
bit...

What's the matter?

Something moved!
Something touched me!

There's something alive in there!

Alive?!
Yes, right there.

Oh, that's impossible.

It is not impossible.
It's me.

Fred, what's the big idea?

This is the craziest thing I've ever
seen yet.

What's the idea of putting all the
furniture

in the...?

Well?

Oh, it's real nice, honey.

You don't like it?

Oh, yes, I do, honey, I do.

It's just I don't feel good today,
honey.

I feel real bad.

I got a sore throat and I...

I think I'm catching a cold,
everything.

Oh, you've been working too hard
redecorating that club.

Yeah, maybe that is.

Will you get me a couple of aspirins,
honey?

Sure, dear, sure.

Ethel, do you think I make a mistake

putting that chair there?

You know, my first impulse was to put
the chair here,

have the table on this side...

Lucy, Lucy...

What?

Please, honey.

I don't feel good.

Get me the aspirins.

I think I'm getting a strep-te-coccy.

Oh, I'm sorry, dear.

I didn't know it was so serious.

Do you think you'll live

till I get back from the kitchen?

Get me the aspirins, please.

Does Fred always act like a child

when he gets ill?

You mean, Baby Snooks?

Oh, brother.

Very funny.

Yeah.

Boy, it has to happen now.

I got an opening coming up and
everything

and now I got to get a sore throat.

Oh, you'll be all right.

Well, I want to make a good
impression

on Mr. Chambers.

Who's Mr. Chambers?

He's the new owner of the Tropicana.

Oh. Hey, Rick, does Lucy know

that you're casting a new show?

No. That's the good part about this
furniture deal.

She's been so busy,

she's not thinking about getting into
the act. Gee...

Fred will take your furniture down a
little later, honey.

Okay.

Yeah. Ricky and I

will carry it downstairs for you.

Ricky isn't feeling well.

Oh, he doesn't feel that bad.

Do you, Rick?

Aw, come on.
You're all right.

Come on.

Well, if you insist,

I'll take it down with you, Fred.

Oh, never mind!

I'll do it myself!

Come on, Ethel!

Honey, it is not funny.

I don't feel too good.

Oh, I'm sorry, dear. Here.

There.

Poor baby.

Lucy?

Lucy?

Hi.

How's Ricky this morning?

He's dying.

That's good.

I thought it might be something
serious.

Yeah. Honestly, Ethel, why are men
such babies?

I wish I could get away with acting
like that.

You said it.

Last week Fred had a little headache

and took to his bed

and moaned he might not live through
the night.

Remember when I broke my ankle last
year?

He tried to get me out of bed the
second morning

to fix his breakfast.

He said walking would help the bone
heal.

Lucy...

Pardon me, Ethel.

I'm wanted in surgery.

I'll go scrub up in case you need me.

What is it, dear?

Oh, I-I feel worse.

My-my throat is worse.

I feel awful.
Mm-hmm.

You want to look at it, please, for
me?

Yes. Open up, dear.

What you see?

Oh...

Uh? Uh? Uh?

Wh-Wh-What do you see?

Just as I thought.

What?

It's dark down there.

I'll have to get the flashlight.

All right.

Get a flashlight.

I don't know why this has to happen
to me now.

I got the opening coming and
everything.

You never put the flashlight in the
same place twice.

I put it where you told me to put it

the last time you said

I didn't put it in the same place.

All right, now let's take a look at
that throat.

All right.

Here I am, lying in a bed of pain

and y-you making fun with me.

I'm sick.

All right, dear.

Open up.

Oh, boy, I wish you could see down in
here.

It's so colorful.

It's like the Carlsbad Cavern.

Is it...? Is it red?

Yeah. Red, white, blue, pink, burnt
orange.

Now... don't-don't make fun, will
you?

I don't feel good.

Not only my throat, I mean, my...

I got a cold, clammy feeling in my
stomach.

A cold, clammy feeling on your
stomach?

Yeah, I do.

I have...
Oh, honey, no wonder.

That's why.

I'll probably catch pneumonia.

I'd better change the clothes.

I'll never be able to make that show.

Babalu...

Babalu-u-u...

That's pretty baba-lousy.

Never mind.

Honey, are you sure you don't feel

like eating a little breakfast?

Oh, no. No.

No? Well, you should have some
liquids.

How about a little orange juice?

All right, a little orange juice.

Okay.

And, uh...

maybe a little coffee.

Okay.

Uh...

M-maybe I could choke down one piece
of toast.

Buttered.

Yeah.

I, uh...

I really need my strength, you know.

Maybe you should put some bacon with
it?

Orange juice, toast, coffee, and
bacon.

Yeah.

Coming up.

Uh, Lucy?

How do you want them-- fried or
scrambled?

Poached.

Hi, Lucy.

Oh, hi, kids.

How's Ricky?

Well, I called the doctor

and it's a little more serious than I
thought.

He has a virus that settled in his
throat.

Oh, gee.
Is it bad?

Well, the doctor said

if he was going to be in the show,

he'd have to stay in bed a whole week
and not talk.

Not talk at all?

Not a word.

Gee. Imagine not being able to talk

for seven whole days.

Why don't you hang around here?

Maybe you can catch it.

Never mind.

Let us know if there's anything we
can do.

Okay.

We'll check you later.

Thanks. Bye-bye.
Good-bye.

Ethel and Fred-- they came up to see
how you were.

Here's your medicine.

Doctor said you got to take your
medicine.

Now, the doctor said you have to take
your medicine.

Don't shout at me.

Now, when I say you got to take
medicine,

that means you got to take it.

Now, Ricky...!
Look what you did.

Oh, for heaven's sake.

Now, look, if you're gonna act like a
child,

I'm gonna treat you like one.

Open your mouth!

Open your mouth!

Open it up!

Never mind.

Now, is there anything else I can do
for you or to you?

Oh, this is silly.

Write it.
Write it. Write it.

No. This is silly.

I got to go down there and stage the
show.

I got to stage the show.

Ricky, stay where you are.

Let Mr. Chambers stage the show.

Well, I can't ask him to do that.

All right then, I'll ask him.

I'll call him on the phone and ask
him.

No, you know,

this is too important for a telephone
call.

I'm going to get dressed and go down
there

and see him in person.

You stay in that bed.

Well...

Well.

Here I am, Lucy.
What'd you want?

Oh, thanks for coming up, honey.

Listen, I got to go down to the club
for Ricky.

Will you stick around in case he
needs anything?

Sure. What are you going down to the
club for?

I'm going to see Mr. Chambers.

You know how conscientious Ricky is.

He's going to get out of that sickbed

and go down there and stage that
show.

Well, I'm going to ask Mr. Chambers
to stage it

for himself.

Oh. Well, good luck.

Thanks. I'll need it.

Hello?

Hello. May I speak to Ricky Ricardo,
please?

This is Mr. Chambers calling.

Oh, Mr. Chambers, this is Mrs.
Ricardo.

Ricky can't talk right now.
You see...

Will you give him a message for me,
Mrs. Ricardo?

You tell him I've been called out of
town for a few days.

I ought to be back the day before the
opening.

Tell him not to worry.

I have every confidence that he'll
turn out a great show.

But, Mr. Chambers...

Yes?

Uh... have a nice trip.

Thank you...
thank you very much.

Bye.

Gee, Mr. Chambers is going out of
town.

Oh... what's Ricky going to have to
say about that?

Nothing. I'm not going to tell him.

You're not going to tell him?

Of course not.

Well, then who's going to stage the
show?

Who cares?

I'm not letting Ricky out of that bed

until the doctor says so

if I have to stage a show myself.

You wouldn't.

Of course I wouldn't...

would I?

Well...

Oh, it's crazy.

Oh, sure, it's fantastic.

What a thought.

Of course, it would give me an
opportunity to hire some talent

that has been grossly overlooked in
the past.

You mean Fred and I could do one of
our dance routines?

Right after my opening number.

Oh!

That is, if you're as good as you say
you are.

What do you mean?

You may audition for me

the first thing in the morning.

Oh, good! I'll go tell Fred.

Yes. Yes, I understand, Doctor.

Well, I'm glad that you agree.

Yes, well...

Lucy...

Oh, well, thank you very much.

Thank you.
Good-bye, Doctor.

Fred will be up just a minute.

He's got the act and the music and
everything.

Good. I just talked the doctor

into making Ricky stay in bed

until opening night.

That'll get him out of the way.

He's not even going to get to come to
one rehearsal.

Ricky still thinks

that Mr. Chambers is staging the
show?

Sure!
And Mr. Chambers

still thinks Ricky's staging the
show.

That's right.
Uh-oh.

Now don't worry about Mr. Chambers.

I think we can handle him.

I hear he's an ex-vaudevillian.
Oh, good.

Hi, kids.

I got it.

It was in the trunk-- the whole act:

Words, music, orchestrations,

gags, routines, everything!

You're sure this is good, now?

It was a smash when Ethel and I did
it at the palace.

At the palace?!

You're darn tootin'.

That was the best theater

in Jamestown, New York.

"Flapper Follies of ."

Yeah.

You don't think maybe

this might be a little out of date,
do you?

Oh, no! That's what's wonderful about
it.

They're reviving everything we did in
that show--

ukuleles, the Charleston, even the
fashions.

Gee, that's right.

And I wish you could've seen those
showgirls.

Oh, That was the most beautiful line

of showgirls I ever saw.

Really?

And here's another break we get--

I called them up, and every one of
them

was still available!

Oh! Well, that's just wonderful.

We got an awful lot of work to do

before next Saturday.

Oh! And I wish you could see

the way Ricky has redecorated the
club for the opening.

It is the most beautiful thing you've
ever seen.

Listen, now you take this to Marco.

Tell him to get the musicians ready.

We got to talk about costumes.

Wait till you see a blue dress I
found in the trunk

that I used to wear in the act...

There is sweetness in the call of a
woodland dove

As her love song echoes through the
trees

There is sweetness in a rose with its
symbol of love

Floating on a summer breeze

But nothing can compare with the
sweetness of

The one and only one I love

Yeah!

Sweet...

And lovely

Sweeter than the roses in May

And she loves me

Heaven must have sent her my way

I'm an angel!

Skies above me

Never were as blue as her eyes

And she loves me

Who would want a sweeter surprise?

Surprise!
Surprise!
Surprise!

When she nestles in my arms so
tenderly

There's a thrill that words cannot
express

In my heart, a song of love is
taunting me

Melody

Taunting me

Sweet and lovely

Sweeter than the roses in May

And she loves me

Ai-yi-yi-yi-yi.

There is nothing more I can say.

Maestro, maestro, please wave
your baton

and see the great dance team that you
will bring on.

Oh, boy!

Nothin' could be finer

Ooh...

Than to be in Carolina

In the mornin'

No one could be sweeter than my
sweetie

When I meet her

In the mornin'

When the morning glories wind around
my door

While they're whispering pretty
little stories

That I love to hear once more

Strollin' with my girlie when the dew
is pearly

Kinda early in the mo-or-ornin'

Butterflies all flutter up to kiss
each little buttercup

At da-a-awnin'

If I had Aladdin's lamp

For only a day

I could make a wish, and here's what
I'd say

Oh, nothin' could be finer

Than to be in Carolina

Than to be in Carolina

Yes, with you in Carolina

In the mo-or-ornin'.

We'd like to have you meet a
little bit of heaven--

the queen of all the flappers

of .
Of .

' .

' .

Oh, she is

Five-foot-two, eyes of blue

No one knows what she can do

Has anybody seen my gal?

Turned-up nose, rolled-down hose

A flapper, yes, sir, one of "those"

Has anybody seen my gal?

So if you bump into five-foot-two

Covered with furs

Diamond rings and all those things

Bet your life, it isn't her

Could she lie, would she woo?

Would she, could she koochie-coo?

Has anybody seen that

Anybody seen that

Anybody seen that...

I mean, my baby

Has anybody seen

My gal?

Charleston!

Mr. Chambers!