"You Can't Take It With You" Paul's Lines

Penny: "Six Years Later..."

Mr. DePinna! ... Mr. DePinna will you bring up one of those new sky rockets, please? I want to show them to Mrs. Sycamore. Look, Penny -- what do you think of the little firecrackers we just made? We can sell them ten strings for a cent. Listen. (Bang) Nice, huh?

Penny: "Yes. Paul, dear, were you ever in a monestery?"

No, I wasn't... Wait till you see the new sky rockets. Gold stars, then blue stars, and then bombs, and then a balloon. Mr. DePinna thought of the balloon.

Penny: "Sounds lovely. Did you do all that today?

Sure. We made up --- Oh, here we are. ... Look, Penny. Costs us 18 cents to make and we sell 'em for fifty. How many do you figure we can make up before the Fourth of July Mr. DePinna?

DePinna: "Well, we've got two weeks yet --- what day are you going to that that stuf up to Mt. Vernon?"

About a week. You know, we're going to need a larger both this year --- got a lot of stuff made up. Come on, we're not through yet.

DePinna: "Look, Mr. Sycamore, I'm afraid the powder chamber is just a little bit close to the balloon.

Well, we got the stars and the bombs in between.

DePinna: "But that don't give the balloon time enough. A balloon needs plenty of time."

Come on --- come on. Let's go down in the cellar and try it.

Penny: "And here, take Groucho and Harpo into the kitchen with you. Believe I'll have another Love Dream."

Mr. DePinna was right about the balloon. It was to close to the powder.

Essie: "Want a Love Dream, father? They're on the table."

No Thanks, I gotta wash.

Penny: "I'm going back to the war play, Paul."

Oh, that's nice. We're gonna put red stars after the bombs and then the balloon. That ought to do it.

Penny: "I don't know, it's so handy --- just around the corner."

Oh, Donald. Mr. DePinna and I are going to take the fireworks up to Mt. Vernon next week. Do you think you could give us a hand?

Donald: "Yes sir, only I can't take no money for it this year, because if the government finds out I'm working they'll get sore."

Oh! Ed I got a wonderful idea in the bathroom just now. I was reading Trotsky. It's yours isn't it?

Ed: "Yah, I left it there."

Penny: "Who is it?"

You know, Trotsky. The Russian Revolution.

Penny: "Oh"

Anyhow, it struck me it was a great fireworks idea. Remember "The Last Days of Pompeii"

Penny: "Oh yes. Palisades Park. That's where we met."

Well, I'm going to do the Revolution~ A full hour display.

Ed: "The red fire is the flag, huh?"

Sure! And the Czar, and the Cossacks!

Donald: "And the freeing of the slaves."

No, no Donald. This is the Russian Revolution.

Rheba: "Grandpa's home ... we can have dinner"

We made a new sky rocket today, grandpa. Wait till you see it.

Mr. DePinna: "'evening, Grandpa."

Grandpa: "'evening Mr. DePinna."

Didn't we make a fine rocket today, Mr. DePinna?

Mr. DePinna: "We certainly did."

Wonder why they don't have fireworks at commencements?

Essie: (offering tomato) "Father?"

No, thanks.

Grandpa: "I think I'll go out to West-chester tomorrow and do a little snake-hunting."

"God is the state; the state is God."

Grandpa: "What's that?"

"God is the state; the state is God."

Grandpa: "Who says that?"

Trotsky

Alice: "I just like to brighten up the office once in a while. I'm known as the Kay Francis of Kirby & Co... Well, what's new around here? In the way of plays, snakes, ballet dancing and fireworks. Dad, I'll bet you've been down in that cellar all day."

Huh?

Grandpa: "You know you can mail a letter all the way from Nicaragua for for two pesetos."

Really?

Penny: "I don't know. Anyone know what time it is?"

Mr. DePinna might know.

Penny: Wouldn't it be wonderful if she married him? We could have the wedding right in this room."

Now, wait a minute Penny. This is the first time he's ever called for the girl.

Penny: "You only called for me once."

Young people are different nowadays.

Mr. DePinna: "Mr. Sycamore... oh excuse me."

What is it?

Mr. DePinna: "These things are not going of. Look."

Not here Mr. DePinna. Grandpa's busy.

Mr. DePinna: "Oh."

Pardon me.

Essie: "Fine Ed."

How did that sound to you folks?

Penny: "This must be Mr. Kirby.

Better make sure this time.

Penny: "So now I suppose you're all ready to settle down and - get married."

Come now, Penny, I'm sure Mr. Kirby knows his own mind.

Penny: "And he had such nice manners. Did you notice, Paul? Did you notice his manners?"

I certainly did. You were getting pretty personal with him.

Ed: "I'll play the wedding march on the xylophone."

What have we got for diner? I'm hungry.

Tony: "It's got to come out sometime. In fact, if you know a good housetop, I'd like to do a little shouting."

Yes, sir, Mr DePinna, we did a good night's work.

Mr. Depinna: "That's what. Five hundred black Panthers, three hundred WiIlow Trees, and eight dozen Junior Kiddie Bombers."

Pretty good! ... Why, hello Alice. You just come in?

Alice: "No. No, I've been home quite a while."

Have a nice evening?

Alice: "I had a beautiful evening, father."

Say, I'd like you to take a look at this new red fire. WIll you dim the lights, Mr. DePinna? I want Alice to get the full effect.

Alice: "What father?"

Take a look at this new red fire. It's beautiful. There!

(lights red fire)

What do you think of it? Isn't it beautiful?

Ed: "It's Mrs. Roosevelt."

You know the nice thing about these Meccano sets, you can make so many different things with them. Last week it was the Empire State Building.

Grandpa: "What is it this week?"

Queen Mary.

DePinna: "Want to go down now, Mr. Sycamore, and finish packing up the fireworks?"

Yeh, we've got to take the stuff up to Mt. Vernon in the morning.

Grandpa: "And this is Alice's father, Mr. Sycanore. Mr. and Mrs. Kirby."

Kirbys: "How do you do?"

I hope you'll forgive my appearance.

Mr. Kirby: "Hello! What's this? I didn't know there were little children in the house."

Oh no. That's mine.

Mr. Kirby: "Really? Well, I suppose every man has his hobby. Or do you use this as a model of some kind?"

No, I just play with it.

Mrs. Kirby: "To me, Mrs. Sycamore, spiritualism is --- well --- I would rather not discuss it, Mrs. Sycamore."

Remember, Penny, you've got one or two hobbies of your own.

Man: "Does that door lead to the cellar?"

Penny: "Yes it does."

Yes.

Mac: "Shut up you! ... We were right, chief. They've got enough gun powder down there to blow up the whole city.

But we only use that ---

DePinna: "Let go of me! I've got to go down there!"

Good Lord!

Donald: "Well, I won't bother you then, Mrs. Sycamore.

She's going Penny.

Penny: "Yes." (weeps)

Now, now, Penny.

Penny: "I can't help it, Paul. Somehow, I feel it's our fault."

It's mine more than yours, Penny. All these years I've just been --- going along, enjoying myself, when maybe I should have been thinking more about Alice.

Penny: "Don't say that Paul. You've been a wonderful father. And husband too."

No, I haven't. Maybe if I'd gone ahead and been an architect --- I don't know --- something Alice could have been proud of. I felt that all last night, looking at Mr Kirby.

Penny: "But we've been so happy, Paul."

I know, but maybe that's not enough. I used to think it was, but --- I', kind of al mixed up now.

Penny: "What time is she going?"

Pretty soon. Train leaves at half past seven.

Penny: "Oh, if she'd only see Tony. I'm sure he could persuade her."

But she won't, Penny. He's been trying all day.

Penny: "Where is he now?"

I don't know --- I suppose walking around the block again. Anyhow, she won't talk to him.

Penny: "Maybe Tony can catch her as she's leaving.

It won't help Penny.

Penny: "Oh, but it's all so terrible Grandpa."

Grandpa: "In a way, but it has a bright side too."

How do you mean?

Alice: "Father did you phone for a cab?"

No, I didn't know you wanted one.

Grandpa: "How're you feeling Mr. DePinna? Hand still hurting you?"

DePinna: "No, it's better."

Everything burnt up, huh? Downstairs?

Penny: "M-m. She made me forget about everything for a minute."

I'd better call that cab, I suppose.

Alice: "No, thanks, mother."

You've got quite a while before that train goes, Alice.

Alice: "Will you send a cab to 761 Claremont, right away, Please? ... That's right. Thank you.

Alice!

Mr. DePinna: "Tell me, Mr. Kirby ... what do you think of The Securities Commission?

Mr. DePinna, we've got to start thinking about next year's fireworks.