Guest Charles Coburn ( )

up his tavern when the elite mate D. Archie DeMann just peeking up he ain't here. Oh, not up he. Well, I'm busy painting the Christmas Eve sign. Oh, it says, uh, Jimbo monstrous Christmas party at Duppy Tavern, dancing entertainment, famous for ladies, eight course dinner, child called by in a Santa Claus price a couple one dollar.

Well, I know the price is silly, but it's Christmas Eve, so let's clip him a little bit. Yes, that's right, Duffy. Chop, coat, binden. Fake quarterly gentleman with a sharp tongue, you know, sort of a bloated, clipped and web.

Very distinguished and aristocratic looking, and guess what he wears. Well, what does a gentleman look through with only one eye? through with only one eye. Now not a keyhole. A copernet wears a monochrome. It's just like that Englishman only, instead of a whip that helps him keep a stiff upper eye.

Hey, how are you? Why did I ask him to come down? Well, you know, for the Christmas party, we're gonna need somebody to play Santa Claus. And, you know, things is a little slow in Hollywood, so...

I figured for a few bucks in a free meal, he'll jump at the chance. Okay, I'll call you back, Dobby. Now Eddie, we've just make the joint real light and Christmassy, huh? All red and green.

Well, I already started. How? I rear-reigned to freedom. Oh, good. Why did you use for red? Tomato? Huh? Why'd you use for the green? The liver was... That's such a deep green. How come you didn't use the lettuce?

Well, that's a purple. I'm saving that for Easter. Well, when you get finished, I think I have another cute little yolk-tied touch, Eddie. You know what I'm reminded of is we sent to our going point accounts, the ones where we say, Hey, often ten days you swindling skunk-o-willed throw you in the clink.