From NY - Allen's Alley with old cast

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So let's go out to the Acme Plaza Hotel where Jack is staying. Our little star is still in bed. Mr. Benny, wake up. Huh? Oh, it's you. Yes, boys, it's time to get up. Come on, open your baby blue eyes and look at me.

There. Now here's your teeth. Smile at me. I'm smiling. I'm smiling. What time is it? Four o'clock in the afternoon. Four o'clock in the afternoon? Didn't the sun shine today? I don't know. This room hasn't got a window.

What do you mean it hasn't got a window? Raise the shade. There. What's that? A picture of Central Park by Grandma Moses. Well, you're gonna fool me. Yesterday when I lifted the shade, I could have sworn it was snowing.