"(I Love Lucy theme music plays)" "(theme song ending)" "And now, ladies and gentlemen, if you will observe closely, please," "I shall endeavor to make the packet of cigarettes magically reappear." "Hocus..." "Hocus... pocus... dominocus." "(whistles)" "Thank you." "Thank you." "That's very good." "Fine, Fred." "That's fine." "What a talent." "And now, ladies and gentlemen, for my next trick..." "Oh, not another one." "Oh, Fred, you've been on an hour." "That's 70 minutes too long." "Well, if you're going to take that attitude" "I won't show you my next trick." " That's great." " Fine." "That's good, Fred, because I got a lot of work to do..." "This next demonstration is known as Mystifying Mertz's handcuff escape." "And you're going to have to beg me before I do it." "Oh, please, Fred." "Well, well, well, if you're going to say please, okay, I'll do it." "It'll only take a second." "You have to be a volunteer from the audience." "This is the most mystifying bit of prestidigitation in my entire repertoire, and I shall need a volunteer." "I'm here." "Well, well, there's a very beautiful young lady." "Now I'm going to ask you to look at these and see that they are securely locked and that it will be impossible for you to remove them." "Very funny." "I'm sorry, Fred." "I didn't mean to spoil..." "Aw, come on, Ethel." "Let's get out of this trap." "I'm coming, Houdini." "Listen, Ethel, I hope I didn't hurt his feelings." "Hurt his feelings?" "Listen, I've seen him do those magic tricks a hundred times." "This is the best audience he ever had." "We didn't intend to stay all afternoon." "See you later." "That's all right." "Bye-bye, dear." "Bye, Ethel." "Oh, poor Fred." "What do you mean, poor Fred?" "Poor us." "I'm certainly glad they finally left." "I got a lot of work to do this afternoon." "You have?" "I thought you were just saying that to get rid of Fred." "No, I got to learn my part for this television show." "Oh, honey, you've got a lot of time for that." "That doesn't go on till tomorrow." "I know, but the rehearsal is tonight." "Well, I'll just clean things up then..." " Tonight?" " Yeah." "But, Ricky, tonight is Monday." " You were going to take me to a movie and dinner." "I was?" "Well, I didn't tell you about it yet, but you were." "Gee whiz, Ricky, you only get one night off a week." "Well, honey, that's why they're having the rehearsal tonight-- so I can be there." "I'm very important to the show." "Well, you're very important to me, too." "Gee, I never get to see you anymore." "Well, honey, I'll take you to dinner and a movie some other night, huh." "You've been saying that for a long time." "You know how long it's been since I've seen a movie?" "How long?" "Well, I can't remember the title, but there was a guy named Ben that won a chariot race." "I understand they have pictures with sound now." "Never mind that." "Well, it makes me mad." "We never get to go out together." "Well, honey, I promise that I'll keep Mondays for you from now on." "Well, you better." "I'll see what Ethel's doing tonight." "Okay, honey." "Hmm." "Here, kitty, kitty, kitty." "Hey." "What's this?" "Hey!" "What happened?" "(laughing)" "What are you doing?" "I'm going to use these on you every Monday and then you can't get away from me." "Oh, honey, you know I'm not trying to find ways to get away from you." "I know, and I love you." "Well, I love you, too..." "Oh!" "How do you get these things off?" "Well, I'll show you." "Hocus-pocus dominocus!" "Gee, that's funny." "When Fred had them on" "I just jiggled them and they fell off." "Hocus-pocus dominocus!" "Ooh." "Let me try it." "Hocus-pocus. .." "whatever it is." "Ow!" "Gee, Mertz is more mystifying than I thought." "I better call him, honey." "Whoop!" " Ow!" " Sorry, honey." "Fred isn't home-- he went down to the corner." "Ethel and I got these out of his trunk." "Well, come on, let's call Ethel, huh?" "Yeah." "I'll dial." "Hey!" "Hey, Lucy, don't put those..." "Uh-oh." "We're too late." "Too late for what?" " Um..." " RICKY:" "Too late for what?" "Uh, Fred, uh..." "Too late for what?" "What is it?" "Those are not the trick handcuffs." "What?" "These are the trick handcuffs." "I took them down to the barbershop to show the boys." "Oh, great." "Well, any idiot should have seen the difference." "Almost any 'mot." "Well, isn't there any way you can get these things unlocked?" "Sure." "You open them with a key." "Well, what are you waiting for?" "Where's the key?" "I never had one." "Those are old Civil War handcuffs." " Civil War?" "!" " Civil War?" "!" "Have you been saving them ever since then?" "Never mind." "They were given to me when I did a police benefit, and that was way back in 1919." "Oh, no." "Well, genius, what now?" "Are we going to go through life like this?" "Now, honey, remember." "When we were married, you wanted to be joined together in matrimony." "And as I recall, it was "till death do us part."" "Yeah, that's right." "That event is about to take place right now." " Now, Ricky!" " Hey, hey, wait a minute." "We can fix this whole thing with one phone call." "What do you mean?" "Well, there is such a thing as a locksmith." "Of course." "Now wait a minute." "I'll do it." "I'll get the locksmith." "I'll do it!" " Here," " I got him." "I got him." " Here they are." " Right there." "Here it is." "Here's a fellow right near here on First Avenue." "Well, he won't be at the store this late." "Call his home." "Well, let's see if they got his..." "Yeah." "Here's his home number." "What's the number?" "Well, I lost my place now." "Here." "Here it is." "Hey, what time is it?" "8:30." "I got to be down at the television rehearsal." "Don't worry, I'll have him meet us down there." "Oh, no, I'm not going to go down there like this." "I'll just have to call and tell them I'll be late." "Gee, I don't think he's home." "Hello?" "Are you the locksmith?" "Well, this is Mrs. Ricky Ricardo at 623 East 68th street." "Yes." "Uh, by accident, my husband and I got handcuffed together, and we'd like you to come over and take them off for us." "No, we didn't escape from jail." "It was an..." "it was an accident." "But wait a minute." "That's too late." "Wait a minute!" "Oh." "He won't come until morning." "Well, never mind." "There's a whole page full of locksmiths here." "Here's another character-- Pennsylvania 60599." "Look now, Ricky, I can't help it if there isn't a locksmith in New York City that will come over here tonight." "Can't help it." "Estas loca completamente." "(speaking Spanish)" "All right, all right, all right!" "Here." "Cut my arm off and go to rehearsal." "Never mind that." "It's too late." "Let's go to bed." " Come on." " All right." "I'm sorry." "Well, look, now let's not lose our tempers." "Let's get organized." "Now, first, let's get undressed." " Okay." "All right." " All right." "After you." "Thank you." "Well, it takes women a little longer to get undressed." "Well?" "Well, now, there must be a way out of this." "Now just a minute." "Come here." "Wait a minute!" " That's a new suit." " Well, it's either that or we're going to have to sleep in our clothes all night." "Well, then, we'll have to sleep in our clothes all night." "I'm not going to ruin a new suit." "Okay." "Now let me see." "Well... let's at least take our shoes off, huh?" "All right." "Ah!" "Don't tickle my feet!" "I didn't mean..." "Okay?" "Yeah." "Let's go to bed." "Oh, Ricky!" "Cut it out, will you?" "Well, you did it, too." "All right, wait a minute, wait a minute." "Let me figure it out." "Now let's turn around." "Let's turn around." "No, not there." "Turn over here and climb into bed from the end." "No." "That's no good." "Then we'll be on the wrong side." "I want to sleep where I usually do." "All right." "Crawl around." "There you are." "(grunting)" "Oh..." "Good night, dear." "Good night, honey." "Ricky?" "What?" "I can't sleep on my back." "Well, try it!" "All right." "No, I can't do it." "Let's trade places." "Okay." "Well, you come around this way." "I'll go around the other way." "There we are." "Ah, good night, dear." "Good night." "Ricky?" "What?" "I can't sleep this way either." "Why not?" "Because I want to sleep in my own bed and on my stomach." "That's impossible." "Well, you're doing it." "What are you talking about?" "Well, if there was only some way we could get on the other side of each other." "Come here, I think I can figure it out." "Wait a minute, let me put the light on." " Now, look..." " Yeah?" "Now just stand here a minute." "Now let me figure something out." "Yeah." "Yeah." "Yeah, that will do it." "Now hold still." "All right." "Hey, wait a minute!" "Now wait." "Hey!" "What are you doing?" "Wait!" "No!" "I'll give you five dollars if you can get out of this one." "What are you doing?" "There." "Look." "See?" "See?" "I'm here." "That's just the right way that we started from." "You were there, and I was here." "Now let me get it straight." "You want to sleep on your stomach in your bed." "Right." "Right?" "Okay." "Right?" "Okay." "Oye, que pesada estas." "Eleven years marriage, 22 pounds." "Oh!" "There." "Ow!" "There you are." "Lucy, are you up yet?" "LUCY:" "I'll be right there." "Just sit down, Mr. Walters." "They'll be here in just a minute." "All righty." "MY goodness!" "This is Mr. Walters, the locksmith." "Mr. Walters, Mr. And Mrs. Ricardo." "How do you do?" "Uh, well..." "I'm certainly glad to see you." "Yes, I imagine you are." "My, my, that is an old pair, all right." "They don't make them anymore, you know." "Yeah, we know, we know." "What museum did you steal them from?" "Uh, Mr. Walters, you can get them off, can't you?" "Oh, yes, I think so, Mrs. Ricardo." "I, uh..." "Ricardo?" "Say, you any relation to that bandleader that Ricky Ricardo?" "Yes." "He's a close relative-- very close." "Oh, I recognize you now." "You are Ricky Ricardo, aren't you?" "Yeah, that's right." "Well, imagine that." "Me and the missus went to your Tipicany Nightclub on our 40th wedding anniversary." "Saw you do that thing with the drum-- that, uh... that, uh..." "Bobolink number." ""Babaloo."" "Yeah, that's what I said." "Oh, say, wait till I tell the missus." "She'll never believe me." "Look, would you give me your autograph so that she'll know that I was here?" "Just make it out to Abigail." " Abigail?" " Abigail, yes." "Oh, she buys all your records." "She's played that Bobolink number a million times, I'll bet you." "Told her I was going to get her a drum for Christmas." "Sweet, sweet." "Oh, she likes you." "Sweet, sweet." "She would rather hear..." "Uh, Mr. Walters, the handcuffs?" "Oh." "Oh, yes, yes." "You know, I'm probably the only locksmith in America that has a key to fit these." "Yes, sir." "Now, let's see here." "See what we got." "Uh-huh." "You know, I always had a hankering for show business." "No." "Won an amateur dance contest once." "No." "My friends all said that I'd make another Freddie Astaire." "No." "But what with one thing and another" "I finally drifted into the locksmith game." "No." "But I always figured that I missed my real calling." "No." "But who knows." "What with... one of these days with television and all" "I may still get my real break." "No." "None of these fit." "Look, couldn't you file them off?" "Oh, no." "That's tempered steel." "You wouldn't want to go through that, son." "Say, I'll tell you what." "I got a collection of real old handcuff keys at home-- the only one in existence." "My grandfather started me on it." "Yes, grandy used to say, "Son..."" "He called me son even though I was his grandson, and..." "Oh, um..." "I'll dash on home." "How long will it take?" "Oh, I can easily make it in two hours." " Two hours?" "!" " Two hours?" "!" "Where do you live?" "Yonkers." "Oh, I wonder where that locksmith could be." "He's been gone five hours." "He would be the only one with the key." "Well, he'd better hurry up." "I'm going to miss the television show now." "(telephone ringing)" "Come on." "Hello?" "Mr. Walters?" "Well, what happened?" "What happened?" "Oh, no!" "What happened?" "Well, look, Mr. Walters, don't come to the apartment." " What happened?" " Wait a minute, will you." "Mr. Walters, don't come to the apartment." "No." "Look, go to Television Center, Studio A." "Studio A." "Meet us there right away, please." "I'm on the air in one hour." "Don't forget now." "Better be there." "All right, good-bye." "What happened?" "He had a little trouble getting the key" "and guess why." " Why?" "He locked himself out of his house." "Oh." "Come on, will you?" "Oh, honey!" "Sorry." "Wait a minute." "Oh." "How you doing?" "I haven't made a dent." "Oh." "I hope the locksmith gets here quick." "Does the producer know about these handcuffs?" "Nobody saw you come in." "(knocking)" " Yeah?" "MAN:" "Mr. Ricardo, you're on in two minutes." "Oh, we might as well tell him." "We'll never make it in time." "Oh, you can't do that." "The producer will kill me." "You'll never work this show again." "Well, I don't care if I ever work this show again." "You don't think I'm going to go on television handcuffed to her, do you?" "As your agent, I say go on." "Well, as myself, I say no." "Do I get a vote?" " No!" " No!" "All right." "Are you going to cancel, or shall I?" "You cancel your 90%." "My 10% goes on." "You might as well go on, Ricky." "They'll find out why you're canceling." " It'll be in the papers." " Oh..." "Get on stage, Mr. Ricardo." "All right, all right, we're coming." "Well, come on, will you?" "I got a wife and two kids." "All right, come on." "Come on, honey." "Now, listen." "You stand behind me as much as you can." "No funny stuff now, understand?" "Yes, sir." "All right." "(applause)" "Thank you." "Thank you, thank you." "And now, ladies and gentlemen, that well-known bandleader who is currently appearing at the Tropicana Nightclub," "Ricky Ricardo!" "(applause)" "Well..." "Hello, Ricky." "How are you?" "Well, it's certainly very, very nice to have you on the show with us." "Well, it's very nice to be here." "Tell me, Ricky, what's new with you?" "I hear you've made some exciting records lately." "Well, uh..." "Well, they-they've been going, they've been going pretty well." "Oh, isn't he modest, folks?" "Oh, Ricky, would you, would you tell us some of the names of the records?" "Some of the names?" "Yes." "Well, now, let me see... uh..." ""Yucatan."" "Uh-huh." "And, uh... uh..." ""Sinaloa."" "Oh, yes." "And now let me think..." ""ln Santiago, Chile."" "Oh." "Would you sing "Santiago, Chile" for us?" " Well..." " How about it, folks?" "(applause)" "Okay, boys, hit it." "(band playing calypso)" "♪ Santiago, Chile ♪" "♪ Ain't chilly at all ♪" "♪ Pay a senorita a sociable call ♪" "♪ Her folks are very friendly ♪" "♪ They stick around close ♪" "♪ From your first "how do you do?" ♪" "♪ Till your last "adios" ♪" "♪ Santiago, Chile, the fantasy's yours ♪" "♪ Sets your heart burning ♪" "♪ The temperature soars ♪" "♪ So take a friendly warning ♪" "♪ And cool down the flame ♪" "♪ Unless you want the lady to take your name ♪" "♪ A Chilean moon ♪" "♪ Ain't chilly inside ♪" "♪ Your heart goes up like fireworks I" "♪ The fourth of July ♪" "♪ The night may be cool ♪" "♪ But if you're no fool ♪" "♪ Then Chile isn't chilly as a rule I" "♪ You whisper "Yo te quiero" ♪" "♪ At the end of the date ♪" "♪ If you're the caballero ♪" "♪ She'll take for a mate ♪" "♪ In case you are selected ♪" "♪ You're lucky, sefior ♪" "♪ In Santiago, Chile ♪" "♪ Ain't chilly anymore ♪" "♪ In Santiago, Chile ♪" "♪ In Santiago, Chile ♪" "♪ In Santiago, Chile ♪" "♪ In Santiago, Chile ♪" "♪ Ain't chilly at all. ♪" "(applause)" "(I Love Lucy theme music plays)" "ANNOUNCER:" "Mr. Walters was played by Will Wright, the girl emcee by Veola Vonn, and Jerry, the agent, by Paul Dubov." "I Love Lucy is a Desilu Production."