The Hollywood Trip Begins

Well, well, well, here's Mama Bloom-Bru. Ooh, Mama's a stuteness, Papa and Sam have made a deal to sell the factory, lock, stock, and barrel for $800,000.

Now, with plenty of time to take a leisurely trip, Mama has decided that instead of taking the train to Hollywood, they'll drive. Just now, Mama and Papa are at home. Papa is recovering from the two successive shocks.

Backy, backy, backy. What do you want now? Nothing. I'm calling you because I like to hear my own voice. Jack, are you being foolish or just talking through your head? I'm being nothing but excited. Look at me. I'm a novice wreck.

One day we're just going to take a vacation. The next day the factory is sold. And what a profit. Then suddenly we're going to drive to Hollywood and start taking the train. Papa, on the day we are going to leave. You shouldn't be aggravated.

You have to drive and you can't drive and you are novus. It might give a collection. A collection? My collection. So that's the difference, Jack. I know what I mean. Heh, you get all your things back.

Sure, perfect sure. Have you? Have I? Have I? I can't find anything. For three hours I've been looking for the blue suit with a little pinstripe. And I ain't got time to play hide and seek with our suit of clothes.

The blue suit with the pinstripe. The blue suit with the pinstripe. Mmm. Blue suit of... Ha! Yes, sir. Yes, I gave it away. You gave it away? Mama, I'm afraid to look around. The roof might be gone.

Jake, I'll move over to her head beneath. But you don't need that blue suit. So I gave it to the man who takes away the hatches. Oh, he... They... I picked all the suits and you gave it to the man who takes away the hatches.