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CORNY CASANOVAS
Fiancee....Connie Cezan
The short opens up with the Stooges humming the tune
of “Here Comes the Bride†while cleaning their apartment.
Larry is mopping, Shemp is vacuuming, and Moe is dusting
the chandelier.
LARRY: Oh boy! Am I happy! Just think – before we know
it, we’ll all three be married! Ha, ha!
MOE: Yeah! We’ll soon have wives to do the housework
instead of us.
SHEMP: What gets me is how you two ever found
anyone
who’d marry such house haunters/horners(?). Ha, ha, ha,
ha...
Moe belts Shemp on the head with his duster.
MOE: Quiet, titmouse, and finish your work!
SHEMP: (angry) Alright!
Shemp continues singing to himself vacuuming around the
ladder that Moe is standing on. Meanwhile, Moe
accidentally bangs his head on the chandelier. Then Moe
continues dusting the chandelier, but some dust gets in
his
nose.
MOE: (sneezing) Ah – Ah – AAAACHOOOO! ... (to himself)
Gesundheit!
Camera cuts over to Shemp, singing to himself and
vacuuming.
SHEMP: (singing) Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong! Ding,
dong, ding...
Shemp suddenly stops when he notices the vacuum wire seems
stuck. Without looking behind him, he gives the wire a
tug. Nothing happens. He then gives it an even stronger
tug and suddenly, a crash noise is heard off-screen.
Shemp
jumps in shock, and then slowly turns back around. Camera
cuts over to Moe, whose ladder has been knocked over by
Shemp’s vacuum wire and his head is lodged inside of a
pail
filled with water.
MOE: (inside the pail) BLUB! BLFFGTT! BLUB!
Shemp and Larry run up to him and each yank on separate
ends of the pail to dislodge it from Moe’s head, but it’s
only hurting Moe’s neck instead.
MOE: UGH! OW! OW! OW!
Moe finally stops Shemp and Larry by elbowing both
of them on their knees.
SHEMP AND LARRY: (together) OW! OOH!
Moe pulls the pail off of his head by himself, then stands
back up, rubbing his sore neck.
SHEMP: Gee, Moe! I’m sorry, Moe! What "Moe" can a fella
say? That’s all there is, there ain’t no "Moe"!
MOE: Heh, heh, heh! (patting Shemp on the head) You’re
only nervous. You were just careless.
SHEMP: Yeah! Thanks.
MOE: You’re welcome...
Moe suddenly smashes Shemp over the head with the pail.
MOE: (pushing Shemp away) Get outta here! Go on! Get to
work! (to Larry) You, fix the bed!
LARRY: (stepping up to Moe) Who’s gonna make me?
MOE: (pointing off-screen) He is.
LARRY: (turning around to see where Moe’s pointing) He
is???
As Larry turns around, Moe pulls the back of Larry’s
suspenders and then lets it go. The suspenders strap
snaps
painfully on Larry’s back, pushing him all the way over
into the fold-up bed.
LARRY: OOH! (mumbling to himself about Moe) Stupid ol’
buzzard! “Fix the bedâ€...
Larry gets up from the bed and then holds the bed sheets
up
to his mouth. He then gives one powerful blow of breath,
which causes the bed sheets to instantly cover the whole
bed. Camera cuts over to Shemp, looking at the dusty
table.
SHEMP: (to himself) Sloppy housekeepers!
Shemp begins to mop the dusty table. Moe is standing
right
behind him, and gets hit in the side of the face with
Shemp’s mop handle.
MOE: OOH! (gets hit in the right eye with the handle)
OOH! OWW, OW, OW... (gets hit in the left eye) OW, OW,
OW,
OW... (gets hit in the right eye again) OWW!! Hey, you!
Get ou...
Suddenly, the mop handle gets pushed inside of Moe’s open
mouth. Moe then pulls the handle out of his mouth and
grabs the mop away from Shemp.
SHEMP: Sorry, Moe, the mop did it!
MOE: Well, so it did... (suddenly shoves mop in Shemp’s
face, shoving him off-camera) GET OUT!
A crash noise is heard off-camera.
SHEMP: (off-camera) OOH!
Moe ignores Shemp and begins dusting off his wet suit.
Camera cuts over to Larry, who has just finished making
the
bed.
LARRY: There!
Larry grabs the end of the bed and folds it up to the
wall. As he turns around, the fold-up bed suddenly falls
back down and crashes on top of Larry.
LARRY: OHHHHH!!!!!
Camera cuts over to Shemp, who’s about to pound a nail
into
the wall, for a picture to hang off of. But he notices
that he’s missing a hammer.
SHEMP: (checking his pockets) Oh, where’d I put that...
(putting the nail down) Hmm, I gotta get somethin’ to
pound
with!
Shemp walks up to a set of drawers and opens the top one.
SHEMP: (searching through the drawer) Nope! Oh, yeah...
Shemp bends down to look through the bottom drawer.
SHEMP (picking up a gun): Oh, this has got it!
Shemp closes the bottom drawer, then raises his head and
bumps it into the top drawer, which he forgot to close.
SHEMP: OOF! (rubbing his head) Ohh, my head...
Shemp closes the top drawer, then walks back over to the
wall and begins hammering in the nail with the back of the
gun. Camera cuts over to Moe, looking up and noticing
Shemp hammering with the gun, with the barrel faced toward
him. Moe then angrily grins to himself and folds his arms
together. Camera cuts back to Shemp still hammering with
the gun, when suddenly, his finger accidentally pulls the
trigger and the gun fires off-screen.
MOE: (off-screen) OOH! OOHHHHH!
Shemp looks at the barrel of the gun in shock, then looks
off-screen and notices Moe. Camera cuts over to Moe, with
the middle of his hair split right off from the gunfire.
MOE: (holding head) OWWWWW! OOOH, I’M SCALPED! OH-OH-
OH-OH-OH!
Moe runs around, helplessly in pain, then jumps on top of
the fold-up bed. This causes the bed to automatically
bounce back up to the wall, and Larry is then revealed,
who
was still trapped under the bed. Just as he’s about to
stand up, the fold-up bed with Moe on it falls right back
down and lands on Larry’s back again.
LARRY: UGH! (looks up to the camera with a dazed look on
his face)
Scene ends and we go to the next scene, with the boys
about
to fix up their torn davenport.
SHEMP: Now as soon as we get this davenport recovered, the
place will be more “presentimental†to the new
bribes.
LARRY: "Bribes"?! You mean brides!
SHEMP: Uh-uh! Anybody who’d marry you two buzzards would
have to be bribed! Ha, ha, ha, ha!
LARRY: Yeah...(hitting Shemp on the head with a pair of
scissors)
shutup!
SHEMP: OOH!
MOE: (to Shemp) Now for your information, it was
love at first sight. My girl proposed to me the minute we
met!
LARRY: Yeah? My girl did, too!
SHEMP: Well, that’s a coincidencal. That’s exactly what
my...future wife did to me!
MOE: (waving his arm at Shemp) Oh, c’mon, c’mon! (to
Larry) Cut this material already.
SHEMP: (to Moe) Hold it up there.
Moe and Shemp both stretch out the material for Larry to
cut.
SHEMP: There ya go.
LARRY: Right!
Larry begins to cuts right along the way of the cloth with
his scissors, then has a little trouble around the middle
of the cloth.
MOE: How ya comin’?
LARRY: Alright, alright! It’s on a bias, here! (having
even more trouble cutting through the material) I must be
goin’ against the grain!
MOE: (getting impatient) Come onnnnn!
LARRY: (nearly finished cutting through the material)
Alright! (finally done) There!
Moe drops the cloth roll right on Shemp’s head. Moe and
Larry then notice that Larry has cut one side of Moe’s
suit
while cutting the cloth.
LARRY: (surprised) Oh...
MOE: (grabbing the scissors out of Larry’s hand) You
stupid
idiot!
LARRY: Wait a minute, I can explain it...
Moe grabs Larry by the hair and then crunches his nose
with
the pair of scissors.
LARRY: OHHH! OHH! OH, MY NOSE!!! (weeping) My
poor,
poor, little, cute, lovable nose!
MOE: (acting sorry) Aww, there, there kid. (patting
Larry’s face) I was a little bit excited!
LARRY: Oh...
MOE: (suddenly nose-honking Larry) C’MON, YOU!!!
Stretch this material out.
LARRY: (groaning) Alright...
MOE: (to Shemp, yanking him by the hair) Get a hammer and
some tacks. (to himself) Just my luck! I buy a two-pants
suit and he (pointing to Larry) ruins the coat!
Larry and Moe stretch the material over the couch.
Meanwhile, Shemp grabs a hammer and puts a tack in his
mouth. After keeping it in there for a few seconds, Shemp
takes the tack out and sticks it on the end of the
hammer.
He then walks up to Moe and Larry.
MOE: Alright, come on. Right here on the end.
Shemp is about to hammer the tack in one end of the
material, then suddenly stops.
SHEMP: Waitaminnit, I gotta do this right. (puts on a
pair
of glasses, with lenses that look he got them from the
bottoms to glass cups) I don’t wanna miss.
MOE: (directing Shemp) Right close to the end.
SHEMP: Alright.
Shemp swings his hammer down toward the material, but
since
he can’t see well with the glasses, he actually ends up
hammering the tack into Moe’s hand.
MOE: OOOOHHHHHH!!!! (holding his fist with the
tack
in it up to his face) OOOOOHH! (yanks the tack out of his
skin with his teeth)
SHEMP: Sorry, Moe. I can’t get used to these “bicycle
focalsâ€. (takes off the glasses)
MOE: (grabbing a bigger hammer) Why, you cement head!
Moe bangs the hammer over Shemp’s head, then holds the
hammer off-camera.
SHEMP: Oh, oh, oh! -- (looks off-camera at the hammer)
Oh,
look!
Moe holds the hammer back up on camera and reveals that
the
hammer is now all smashed up after hitting Shemp’s head.
Moe stares at the banged-up hammer in shock.
MOE: Ya wrecked da hammer! You idiot! C’mon, get busy!
LARRY: Hold it, fellas! I got an idea! Stretch out the
cloth. I’ll take care of everything. (runs off-camera)
MOE: Okay. (to Shemp, as they both stretch out the cloth
again over the couch) Now level it off nice and tight.
SHEMP: I got it.
Larry runs back on the scene, holding a rifle.
MOE: What’s the idea of the rifle?
LARRY: That’s a continuous shooting automatic. I figure
if
a rivet gun can shoot rivets, this can shoot tacks.
MOE: You’re gettin’ to be a smart little imbecile! (pats
Larry on the forehead)
LARRY: Thank you! (runs up to a table with a funnel and a
box of tacks) There we are! (putting the funnel over the
barrel of the rifle) Funnel. (picking up the box of
tacks)
Plenty of tacks.
Larry pours the tacks into the barrel through the funnel.
When Larry’s finished, he takes the funnel off the rifle
barrel, then walks back up to Moe and Shemp.
LARRY: Ready?
MOE: (Holding up a sword) Ready...aim...fire!
A close-up of Larry firing the continuous rifle several
times. Larry then stops. Camera cuts over to a shot of
the couch, with the tacks that Larry shot out the rifle
holding up the material over it. The tacks are lined up
together perfectly.
SHEMP: (impressed) Ain’t bad!
MOE: That’s nice work! But we’d better hurry up and
finish
it, because I got a date with my girl.
SHEMP: Me, too.
LARRY: (walking back over to the table) Me, three! (puts
the funnel back over the rifle barrel) Funnel. (picks up
the box of tacks) More tacks.
Larry pours more tacks into the funnel. Suddenly, an
eager
Shemp comes over and tries to grab hold of the rifle.
SHEMP: Hey, let me try it!
LARRY: (still holding on to the rifle) Wait a min...
SHEMP: Nggooh!
MOE: Hold it! (bends over the couch, fixing the
material) Gotta hold it up.
Shemp and Larry continue to fight over the rifle.
SHEMP: Hey, let me try it!
LARRY: Wait a minute, I-I saw it first!
SHEMP: Aw...
Suddenly, the trigger is pulled and the rifle fires off-
camera. Shemp and Larry look over to Moe off-camera and
jump in shock. Camera cuts over to Moe, who has a whole
bunch of tacks shot into his behind.
MOE: OW! OW! OWW! OHHHH, I’M LOSING MY MIND!!!
OHHHHH! (looks over to Larry and Shemp) Hey,
fellahs...OHHHHH!
SHEMP: (to Larry): We’d better do somethin’!
LARRY: C’mon!
Shemp grabs a pair of pliers and Larry grabs a hammer,
then
they
both run up to Moe.
MOE: OOWWWWWWW!!!
SHEMP AND LARRY: (grabbing hold of Moe by the waist) Hold
still!
Shemp begins to pull the tacks out of Moe’s behind with
the
pliers while Larry yanks the tacks out with the back of a
hammer. Moe is shouting his lungs out in agony as this
goes on.
MOE: TAKE IT EASY! YOU’RE TEARIN’ MY HEART OUT!!!!
OHHHHH!
Finally, Shemp and Larry are done pulling all the tacks
out
of Moe’s now sore rare-end.
LARRY: How do ya feel, Moe?
MOE: How do I feel?! I’ll probably have to eat
all my
meals standing up! (reaching over to eyepoke Larry) Why
you...
Larry ducks and Moe eyepokes Shemp instead.
SHEMP: OH!
LARRY: (standing back up) Ya missed me!
MOE: (eyepoking Larry) Wiseguy!
LARRY: (holding eyes in pain) Oh!
MOE: I’ll tack the thing myself! (walks over to the table
with the box of tacks, and puts several tacks in his mouth
to moisten them for the hammer)
SHEMP: (to Larry) Ya couldn’t let me do it! Ya had to gum
up the woiks!
LARRY: Ehh, go stick yer head in a bucket and see if your
nose’ll write under water! (nose-flicks Shemp)
SHEMP: Oh, yeah?!!
LARRY: Yeah!
SHEMP: (reaching over to punch Larry) Why...
Larry ducks and Shemp ends up punching Moe on the back of
the head, causing him to accidentally swallow all those
tacks in his mouth.
MOE: (gagging) ELL! AHALAALA!
LARRY: He swallowed the tacks!!!
SHEMP: Oh!
LARRY: Get ‘im over here!
MOE: ACK!
Shemp and Larry bend Moe over the couch and slap him on
the
back in, an attempt to get the tacks to come out of his
mouth.
LARRY: The tacks won’t come out!
SHEMP: They went in. Maybe they’re “income tacksâ€!
LARRY: ...I got an idea. Roll ‘im on his back.
SHEMP: Alright!
Larry runs off-camera and Shemp rolls Moe on his back on
the couch.
SHEMP: C’mon, over there! Hold steady! C’mon.
Larry then runs back on camera with a magnet
LARRY: Here we are! (pushing Shemp out of the way) Move
it, will ya? Hey, I got a magnet, open your mouth,
Moe.
Moe opens his mouth wide and Larry slowly forces the
magnet
down inside.
LARRY: There we go! There!
MOE: AAAGH!
LARRY: Move yer tonsils. There, that’s it, that’s it!
SHEMP: (tapping Moe on the stomach) Cough ‘em up!
Cough ‘em up!
LARRY: (to Shemp) Hold it!
Larry slowly brings the magnet back up out of Moe’s mouth,
and the magnet is covered with all of the tacks that Moe
swallowed.
MOE: (holding his throat) Ohhhh!
Larry and Shemp help Moe up off the couch.
LARRY: Are ya okay now, Moe? Don’t worry, don’t worry,
Moe. (holding back up the magnet) These tacks’ll never
"attack" ya again. (puts down the magnet)
MOE: But I will! (gives Shemp and Larry the stomach-
head combination at the same time)
SHEMP AND LARRY: OOH!!
MOE: (reaches over to eyepoke Shemp) Why...
LARRY: (grabbing Moe’s arm to stop him) Wait a minute!
Moe eyepokes Larry instead with his other arm.
SHEMP: Let ‘im alone!
MOE: (slapping Shemp) Quiet, you guys... (picks up an
apple
from the fruit bowl and holds it up to Larry) Have an
apple!
LARRY: Thank you...
Larry holds out his hand, expecting Moe to hand him the
apple, but Moe instead angrily smashes the apple on
Larry’s
forehead. Larry grimaces in pain while Moe grins evily as
the scene fades out.
Camera fades into the next scene, with Larry talking over
the phone to his fiancée.
LARRY: Yeah, I’ll be right over. You sure you love me,
cutie pie?
FIANCEE: (makes a sour face) ...Of course I do, darling.
(makes kissing sounds into the phone receiver)
LARRY: (makes kissing sounds back) (raising his arms in
the
air in excitement) SHE LOVES ME! SHE LOVES ME! SHE
LOVES
ME...
As Larry brings arms down, the hand holding the receiver
accidentally smashes against his head, breaking the phone
receiver.
LARRY: (rubbing his head) OOH! (happily) But she loves
me...!
Camera cuts over to the bathroom, where Shemp and Moe are
each getting fixed up for their upcoming dates.
SHEMP: (picking out petals from a flower) She loves
me...She loves me not...She loves me...She loves me
not...SHE LOVES ME! (throws the now petal-less flower
down) Oh, boy! Now I’ll polish m’shoes! (opens up the
polish bottle and look inside) Where’s the dauber?
Shemp looks behind him and searches through a box, then
takes out a cup.
SHEMP: Gotta give myself a good shine, here...
Shemp pours the black polish in the cup, then takes out
the
dauber, and begins polishing his shoes. Moe, in the
meantime, is putting shaving cream on his face.
MOE: Hey, where’s Larry?
SHEMP: Over at his girlfriend’s. ...Wonder what she looks
like.
MOE: So do I...For that matter, I wonder what your
girl looks like, you never told me.
SHEMP: (walking over to Moe) Well that makes us even. You
never told me what your girl looks like, probably a
goon!
Ha, ha, ha, ha!
MOE: Yeah... (does a double take, then slaps Shemp on the
face with his shaving cream brush)
SHEMP: (grabbing the brush out of Moe’s hand) Gimme that
brush!!
MOE: Put that brush down!
SHEMP: (groaning) Oh, alright... (not looking at what he’s
doing, he throws the brush in the cup with the black shoe
polish instead of in the cup with the shaving cream)
MOE: Now get outta hea!
SHEMP: (walking back over to the over side of the room)
You’re always pickin’ on me!
MOE: I’m gonna catch up with ya, brother! (while still
looking at Shemp, he grabs the brush back out of the cup
with the shoe polish and begins to brush it on own his
face,
thinking it’s shaving cream) You keep talkin’ about my
girl. That’s a good way to get your head busted, remember
that now!
SHEMP: (mumbling) Oh, yeah...?
Moe looks in the mirror, and then does a double take when
he
sees the black polish all over his face. Moe then turns
over to Shemp, who is bending over while polishing his
shoes, and kicks him right in the rear end.
SHEMP: OHH! OH! OH!
Shemp turns over to Moe and Moe shoves the shoe polish-
covered brush in his mouth. Shemp pulls the brush back
out
of his mouth, while gagging and spitting the shoe
polish. Moe grabs the cup with shoe polish in it and
holds
it behind his back.
MOE: (acting sorry) Hey, kid. Forget it, forget it. I
lost my head. (handing Shemp the cup) Here, rinse your
mouth.
Shemp falls for it and begins to rinse his mouth out with
the black polish, thinking it’s actually water.
MOE: There ya are! (quietly laughing to himself)
When Shemp realizes what he’s really rinsing his mouth
out with, he does a double take into the camera then
reaches over to deck Moe in the face. Moe quickly punches
Shemp in the stomach, causing him to spit all the shoe
polish in his mouth into Moe’s face.
MOE: Mppph!
SHEMP: Hold it, Moe! I’ll fix it! I’ll fix ya up!
(grabs
a towel and begins poorly wiping Moe’s face with it) Wait
a
minute, kid, just a little more, just... (puts more shoe
polish on Moe’s nose) Right here, I gotta put it on.
(continues to poorly “clean†Moe’s face with the towel.)
Scene fades out and fades into the next scene at the
fiancée’s apartment. She’s sitting on her couch and
petting her cat. Suddenly, there’s a knock on her front
door. The fiancée gets up and then opens the door. Larry
is standing on the outside, and smiles at the fiancée as
she sees him.
FIANCEE: Oh, come in! (Larry walks in) I knew your were
coming so I baked a cake.
They both look the chocolate cake, which is on the table.
LARRY: Thank you! (patting the pocket of his suit) And I
got somethin’ for my little cutie pie, too!
FIANCEE: (excited) Oh!
Larry takes off his coat and reveals another vest he has
on
under it. He then takes that coat off and reveals yet
another vest under it. This goes on and on for a while as
the fiancée stares in confusion. Finally, Larry pulls off
his last vest, and his bottom shirt has a pocket with a
lock on it. Larry opens the lock and then takes a ring box
out of the pocket.
LARRY: Close your eyes!
The fiancée shuts her eyes in anticipation. Larry takes
the ring out of the box, and then jiggles the box around
more as if he’s expecting something else to come out of
it. Larry puts the box down, and slides the ring on one
of
his fiancée’s fingers, then holds a magnifying glass in
front of her face.
LARRY: Open your eye.
The fiancée opens her eyes and sees a magnified view of
the diamond on her ring.
FIANCEE: Oh!
LARRY: (putting the magnifying glass down) There. Now how
about a little kiss?
Larry and the fiancée hold each other and Larry begins
smooching on the fiancée’s cheek. Suddenly, there’s
another knock at the door.
FIANCEE: Oh! It-It-It’s mama!
Larry snaps his finger in anger.
FIANCEE: I wanna break the news to her gently about us.
Would you mind waiting in the left bedroom?
LARRY: The left bedroom, yes!
Larry grabs all of his vests from the floor, and opens the
door to the hallway. Larry then turns back to his fiancée
and blows a kiss to her. As he turns back around, he
bumps
into the door.
LARRY: OOF!
After Larry goes in the room, the fiancée takes off her
ring and hides it down the front of her dress, then walks
up to the door and opens it. We see Moe standing outside
the door.
FIANCEE: Darling, come in! (Moe walks in) I knew you were
coming, so I baked a cake.
MOE: Oh, fancy that! You’re a honey bunny! (pinches
the fiancée on the face)
FIANCEE: (noticing a bell hanging off from Moe’s hand)
Hey! W-what’s this???
MOE: Oh, this! I have bells on my finger, and...(sits
down
on the couch and pulls off his shoe, revealing a ring on
one of his toes)...ring on my toe! Ha, ha! (takes off the
ring and puts it on the fiancées hand)
FIANCEE: (looking at her ring) Oh!
MOE: How ‘bout a kiss?
Moe begins kissing the fiancée on the cheek when yet
another knock is hear on the front door.
FIANCEE: It’s mama! I wanna break the news to her gently
about us. Would you mind waiting in the right
bedroom?
MOE: The right bedroom, yes! (runs up to the hallway door)
FIANCEE: Hey!
Moe looks at the fiancée and she throws his shoe back at
him, hitting him in the face.
MOE: OOF! (kindly) Oh, darling... (angrily picks up the
shoe and walks in the hallway)
After Moe closes the hallway door, the fiancée takes off
her second ring and hides it down the front of her dress.
Then she opens the front door, and reveals Shemp standing
there.
FIANCEE: Darling, come in! (Shemp walks in) I knew you
were coming, so I baked a cake.
SHEMP: Oh, you shouldn’ta oughtn’ta done it...but I didn’t
forget ya, either. Close yer eyes.
The fiancée shuts her eyes closed as Shemp pulls up one of
his pant legs and reveals him wearing a long stocking.
Shemp takes a ring out of the stocking, and slides it on
the fiancée’s finger.
SHEMP: (taking the fiancée with him over to the couch)
Won’t you come over here and sit down? I have somethin’
else fer ya.
They both sit down at the couch and Shemp takes out a
large
envelope.
SHEMP: And now honey...(takes a framed photo of himself
out
of the envelope)...you can have me with ya all the time.
The fiancée tries to act pleased as she places the ugly
photo of Shemp on her table.
SHEMP: That’s me, honey! (starts kissing the
fiancee’s
hand) Eeb-eeb-eeb-eeb-eeb-eeb-eeb!
Camera cuts over to the cat, which looks up and notices
that horrible photo of Shemp. After looking at it for a
while, the cat shrivels up and hisses in disgust. Camera
cuts to the hallway of the apartment, and Moe and Larry
are
each peeking out of their rooms, curious about what
their “fiancée†is doing. They being wandering around the
hallway, not even noticing each other at first. Then they
bump into each other.
MOE AND LARRY: (together) Pardon me... (both do a double
take)
MOE: Whaddaya doin’ in my girl’s house???
LARRY: Your girl??? She’s my girl!
MOE: We’ll see about that! C’mon! (grabs Larry by the
hair)
LARRY: (grabbing Moe by the hair) Yeah alright, I’m with
ya! Don’t worry...
Moe and Larry walk out of the hallway, still grabbing each
other by the hair, and then notice Shemp and the fiancée
smooching each other. Shemp suddenly stands up and walks
over to them.
SHEMP: HEY! Whaddaya doin’ in my girl’s house???
LARRY: She’s my girl!
MOE: You’re both double-crossers, I’ll tear ya
apart! (slapping both Shemp and Larry)
SHEMP AND LARRY: OOH!
MOE: (pushing Larry away) C’mon, get outta hea! (turning
towards Shemp) You!!
SHEMP: Don’t...
MOE: You muzzlin’ in on my girl! I’ll tear ya tonsils
out!
SHEMP: (grabbing hold of the chocolate cake) Oh, you will,
eh?
Shemp throws the cake at Moe, but Moe ducks and it misses
him. Camera cuts over to the fiancée.
FIANCEE: (yelling at Shemp) DON’T YOU DARE...
(suddenly
gets smashed right in the face with the cake) UGH!
UHHHHHH! GRRRR!
Shemp and Moe both stare in shock at the fiancée’s cake-
covered face. The fiancée storms out of the room, crying.
SHEMP: (to Moe) Look whatcha did!
MOE: (bopping Shemp on the head with his fist) Quiet!
(raising his fists) Put up yer hands!
Shemp raises his arms.
MOE: (slapping Shemp on the face) C’mon!
SHEMP: OOF!
MOE: (pushing Shemp away) Get outta hea!
SHEMP: Oh, so you want a fight, eh? (starts doing his
shadowboxing routine) I’ll give it to ya, whaddaya know
about that?
MOE: (not intimidated at all) Yeah?
SHEMP: I’m a little too speedy for ya, ain’t I?
MOE: (still not scared) Go ahead.
SHEMP: Why, I’ll dust you off! (starts skipping up and
down in place) Wait’ll I get through my little skipping
here! I’m ready fer ya, kid!
MOE: Go ahead!
SHEMP: Can ya take it? Can ya take it?
MOE: Yeah... (suddenly punches Shemp right in the face) I
can take it!
Shemp falls back into a wall, which knocks a nearby plant
off of it’s shelf and the pot smashes over Shemp’s head.
Camera cuts over back over to Moe, who’s taking care of
Larry now.
MOE: (whacking Larry over the head with a fireplace
bellows) Get outta hea!
Larry drops over on the ground. Moe walks up to him and
places the bellows in Larry’s mouth, then begins pumping
the air out of the bellows
MOE: Steal my girl, eh??!!
Moe continues pumping the air into Larry’s mouth until his
stomach gets a big as a hot air balloon. Moe then puts
his
leg weight on Larry’s inflated stomach, and all the
chimney
soot from the bellows comes blowing out of Larry’s mouth.
MOE: (surprised by the amount of soot that Larry coughed
up) NYAAAAAH!!!
As Moe looks at the bellows in confusement, Larry then
wakes up from his daze, with his face all covered in soot,
and grabs hold of a nearby chimney shovel. Suddenly, he
smashes the shovel into Moe’s knee.
MOE: (holding his leg in pain) OH-OH-OH-OH-OH!
LARRY: Wiseguy, eh? (stand up fron the floor and hits Moe
on the head with the shovel several more times) Do that to
me, will ya? …Ya think you are?
MOE: (trying to run away) Larry, I’ll moida ya!
LARRY: You son on a...
MOE: I’ll tell ya...
LARRY: (smashing Moe on the head again) Quiet!
Larry continues banging Moe on the head several times with
the shovel. After several more hits, both Moe and Larry
are running out of energy.
Camera cuts over to Shemp, awakening from his daze. He
takes the flower and smashed flower pot pieces off of his
head, and looks over and notices a practically life-less
Larry still hitting an equally tired Moe with a shovel non-
stop. They’re both about to pass out. Shemp then gets an
idea, and walks over to the two. Shemp takes the shovel
away from Larry’s hand, and gives it to Moe, and motions
him to hit Larry. Moe does just that, and Larry passes
out
on the ground. Moe then turns over to Shemp to thank him,
but then Shemp suddenly hits him with the shovel, knocking
him out also. Shemp then notices the fiancée walking out
of the hallway.
SHEMP: Sweetheart!
The fiancée snatches the shovel away from Shemp and then
whacks him over the head with the shovel. He passes out
over right next to Larry and Moe.
FIANCEE: So long, suckers!
The fiancée walks out of the door, leaving the Stooges
alone. A dazed Shemp then sits back up and looks at
Larry’s hair.
SHEMP: (ripping out a piece of Larry’s hair as if it were
a
rose petal) She loves me...(rips out another piece of
Larry’s hair)...she loves me not...(rips out another
piece)...she loves me...
THE END