[Television agent Harry Bayliss asks Eddy about how he learned to sing]
Eddy Crane:
Call that singin'? That was nuthin'.
Iris:
Eddy learned hisself ta sing, didn't cha, Eddy?
Eddy Crane:
Shut up, Iris.
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[Eddy brings his gang into Bayliss's office, where they meet with TV station manager Ray Morrissey]
Iris:
Are you the guy's who's gonna put Eddy on the TV?
Mr. Ray Morrissey:
Well, I don't know, miss. Eh, we came down to hear him sing. If he's anything like, uh...
Iris:
Oh, come *on*, pop! Eddy can sing rings around any of 'em! He can sing better than any of 'em -
Eddy Crane:
Shut up, Iris.
Iris:
But I just wanted -
Eddy Crane:
You hear what I said?
[Moon and the gang want Eddy to party down, but the TV folks advise abstention]
Helen Tracy:
There'll be plenty of time to celebrate later on. You could catch cold or something.
Iris:
What're you, his mother?
Helen Tracy:
I didn't -
Eddy Crane:
Iris!
[At the hotel, the gang parties, but Eddy is in a somber mood]
Bob 'Moon' Mooney:
...the matter, man? Why don't you join the party? What's the matter, you afraid you might be catchin' a cold, man?
Iris:
Maybe you just wanna be with that freako nuthin' you've been makin' eyes with, huh?
Eddy Crane:
Get off my back, Iris. I'm thinkin'.
[the nebbish hotel manager, complaining about the gang's behavior, gets mocked for his trouble]
The Hotel Manager:
Whyyyy, you young hoodlums, I'll call the police!
Bob 'Moon' Mooney:
You say one word to anyone and I'm gonna *moon* you.
The Hotel Manager:
You're gonna what?
Bob 'Moon' Mooney:
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