Jack's broken New Year's date - again

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The Lucky Strike program starring Jack Benny with Barry Livingston, Phil Harris, Rochester, Dennis Day, the sportsman quartet and yours truly Don Wilson. Here everyone, yes this is New Year's Day. And we're going to take you to the home of Barry Livingston and Beverly Hills.

At the moment Mary and her maid Pauline are straightening up the house after last night's celebration. Now Pauline, when you finish with the living room, start in the den please. Yes, no. Genius Livingstone, that was a wonderful party.

You sure are swell-hosting. Well, thanks. Do you really think my guests had a good time? Oh, yes. Especially Dennis Day. I bet he never drank champagne before. You're right, Pauline. He took one drink, grabbed a bottle of cats, and poured it on his head and yelled, Hey, look at me, I'm Red Scalton.