Way... Way Out (trailer, 1966)

But in many without parent. It's all again in 1989. When America and Russia sent men and women to live on the moon. And look at whom we sent. Strong. Staunch. Clever. Dairy. Handsome. Resourceful. Jerry Lewis.

It's way way up. Way way up. But can Jerry do it alone? Of course not. He needs a girl. And Connie Stevens is the one who's here. And he's the one who's here. He needs a girl.

And Connie Stevens is the way, way out beauty the computer pick to be Jerry's partner and bride. I regret being asked to go up there for the sole purpose of his masculine needs. But that's not true.

You're being sent up there as part of a scientific team. Scientific team, huh? The only reason I'm being asked to go up there is because I happen to be built a little differently than Mr. Maddermore.

But works better that way. Now how do you know you wouldn't like me if you got to know me a little better? And when you get to know him a little better, you'll find that Jerry has love and lap troubles wherever he goes.

Whether he's getting blasted off by a double-crossed dame. Why, you miserable, no good, date-breaking two-tomin'! Or blasting on to his way, way-out honeymoon love nest on the moon, where it stays dark, fourteen nights' floss.

After all, this will be the first night. I still have 364 more to go. Go ahead, Peter. Take me. I'm yours. And look at who the Russians sent. Anita Eckberg, as the lunar love bug will have you blushing when she makes it a honeymoon for three.

Is that enough during the 14 days of daylight? It's now at the beginning of 14 days of night. and Dick Sean, as the red dreadnought, who loves to dance, loves to party, loves to love.