HOLLYWOOD SQUARES

Original "Hollywood Squares" TV Show
Peter Marshall's Favorite Answers
1. According to Movie Life magazine, Ann-Margaret would like to start having babies soon, but her husband wants her to wait awhile.  Why?

PAUL LYNDE: He's out of town.

 

2. Dennis Weaver, Debbie Reynolds, and Shelley Winters star in the movie "What's The Matter With Helen?"  Who plays Helen?

CHARLEY WEAVER:  Dennis Weaver -- that's why they asked the question.

 


3. What are "dual-purpose cattle" good for that other cattle aren't?

PAUL LYNDE:  They give milk... and cookies.  But I don't recommend the
cookies.

 


4. Who stays pregnant for a longer period of time, your wife or your elephant?

PAUL LYNDE:  Who told you about my elephant?

 


5. James Stewart did it over twenty years ago when he was forty-one years old.
Now he says it was "one of the best things I ever did."  What was it?

MARTY ALLEN:  Rhonda Fleming.

 


6. Jackie Gleason recently revealed that he firmly believes in them and has actually seen them on at least two occasions.  What are they?

CHARLEY WEAVER:  His feet.

 


7. Before a cow will give you any milk, she has to have something very important.  What?

PAUL LYNDE:  An engagement ring.

 


8. According to Robert Mitchum, one thing has ruined more actors than drinking. What?

CHARLEY WEAVER:  Not drinking.

 


9. When the Lone Ranger finished with a case, he left something behind. What?

PAUL LYNDE:  A masked baby.

 


10. True or false:  Some African Watusi tribesmen greet guests by running
toward them at full speed, then high-jumping over them.

CHARLEY WEAVER:  This is sometimes terribly embarrassing to tall guests.

 


11. You're on your first visit to Japan, and you head right for the Kabuki. Why?

PAUL LYNDE:  It was a long plane ride.

 


12. If you're going to make a parachute jump, you should be at least how high?

CHARLEY WEAVER:  Three days of steady drinking should do it.

 

13. Do female frogs croak?

PAUL LYNDE:  If you hold their little heads under water.

 


14. You've been having trouble going to sleep.  Are you probably a man or a woman?

DON KNOTTS:  That's what's been keeping me awake.

 


15. True or false:  Many people sleep better in their street clothes than they do in their pajamas.

PAUL LYNDE:  Yes.  We call them winos.

 


16. According to the World Book, is it okay to freeze your persimmons?

PAUL LYNDE:  No.  You should dress warmly.

 


17. According to psychologists, when a child begins to get curious about sex,
what is the one question he will most ask his mommy and daddy?

PAUL LYNDE:  Where can I get some?

 

 

 

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Caruso

Qui dove il mare luccica
E tira forte il vento
Sulla vecchia terrazza
Davanti al golfo di Surriento
Un uomo abbraccia una ragazza
Dopo che aveva pianto
Poi si schiarisce la voce
E ricomincia il canto

Te vojo bene assai
Ma tanto tanto bene sai
E' una catena ormai
Che scioglie il sangue dint'e vene sai

Vide le luci in mezzo al mare
Penso alle notti la in America
Ma erano solo le lampare
E la bianca scia di un'elica
Senti il dolore nella musica
E si alzo dal pianoforte
Ma quando vide uscire
La luna da una nuvola
Gli sembro piu dolce anche la morte
Guardo negli occhi la ragazza
Quegli occhi verdi come il mare
Poi all'improvviso usci una lacrima
E lui credette di affogare

Potenza della lirica
Dove ogni dramma e un falso
Che con un po'di trucco e con la mimica
Puoi diventare un altro
Ma due occhi che ti quardano
Cosi vicini e veri
Ti fan scordare le parole
Confondono i pensierei
Cos diventa tutto piccolo
Anche le notti la in America
Ti volti e vedi la tua vita
Dietro la scia di un'elica
Ma si, e la vita che finisce
E non ce penso poi tanto
Anzi, si sentiva gia felice
E ricomincio il suo canto

Te vojo bene assai
Ma tanto tanto bene sai
E una catena ormai
Che scioglie il sangue dint'e vene sai


Translation:

Here, where the sea shines
And the wind howls
On the old terrace
Beside the gulf of Sorrento
A man embraces a girl
After the tears
Then clears his throat
And continues the song:

I love you very much
Very, very much you know
It is a chain by now
That heats the blood inside the veins
You know

He saw the lights out on the sea
Thought of the nights there in America
But they were only the fisherman's lamps
And the white wash astern
He felt the pain in the music
And stood up from the piano
But when he saw the moon
Emerging from a cloud
Death also seemed sweeter to him
He looked the girl in the eyes
Those eyes as green as the sea
Then suddenly a tear fell
And he believed he was drowning

I love you very much
Very, very much, you know
It is a chain by now
That heats the blood inside the veins
You know

The power of opera
Where every drama is a hoax
With a little make-up and with mine
You can become someone else
But two eyes that look at you
So close and real
Make you forget the words
Confuse your thoughts
So everything becomes small
Also the nights there in America
You turn and see your life
Through the white wash astern
But, yes, it is life that ends
And he did not think much about it
On the contrary, he already felt happy
And continued his song

I love you very much
Very, very much, you know
It is a chain by now
That heats the blood inside the veins
You know

JOKERMAN... BOB DYLAN

Standing on the water, casting your bread
While the eyes of the idol with the iron head are glowing
Distant ships sailing into the mist
You were born with a snake in both of your fists while a hurricane was blowing
Freedom just around the corner for you
But with truth so far off, what good will it do.

Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman.

So swiftly the sun sets in the sky
You rise up and say goodbye to no one
Fools rush in where angels fear to tread
Both of their futures, so full of dread, you don't show one
Shedding off one more layer of skin
Keeping one step ahead of the persecutor within.

Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman.

You're a man of the mountain, you can walk on the clouds
Manipulator of crowds, you're a dream twister
You're going to Sodom and Gomorrah
But what do you care ? Ain't nobody there would want marry your sister
Friend to the martyr, a friend to the woman of shame
You look into the fiery furnace, see the rich man without any name.

Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman.

Well, the Book of Leviticus and Deuteronomy
The law of the jungle and the sea are your only teachers
In the smoke of the twilight on a milk-white steed
Michelangeo indeed could've carved out your features
Resting in the fields, far from the turbulent space
Half asleep near the stars with a small dog licking your face.

Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman.

Well, the rifleman's stalking the sick and the lame
Preacherman seeks the same, who'll get there first is uncertain 
Nightsticks and water cannons, tear gas, padlocks
Molotow cocktails and rocks behind every curtain
False-hearted judges dying in the webs that they spin
Only a matter of time 'til the night comes stepping in.

Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman.

It's a shadowy world, skies are slippery gray
A woman just gave birth to a prince today and dressed him in scarlet
He'll put the priest in his pocket, put the blade to the heat
Take the motherless children off the street
And place them at the feet of a harlot
Oh, Jokerman, you know what he wants
Oh, Jokerman, you don't show any response.

Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman.

Oliver Stone --- American Fascism

The ghost of John F. Kennedy
  confronts us with the secret murder at the
     heart of the American dream
         

    The Official Legend is created and the media
   takes it from there.  The glitter of official
  lies and the epic splendor of the thought -
    numbing funeral of J.F.K. confuse the eye
      and confound the understanding.

  Hitler always said "the bigger the lie, the more
      people will believe it."  Lee Oswald - a
       crazed, lonely man who wanted attention and
    got it by killing a President, was only the
    first in a long line of patsies.  In later
     years Bobby Kennedy and Martin Luther King,
    men whose commitment to change and to peace
    would make them dangerous to men who are
       committed to war, would follow, also killed
    by such "lonely, crazed men," who remove
       our guilt by making murder a meaningless
       act of a loner.  


We have all become Hamlets
    in our country - children of a slain father
    - leader whose killers still possess the
       throne.  The ghost of John F. Kennedy
  confronts us with the secret murder at the
     heart of the American dream.  


He forces on us the appalling questions:  Of what is our Constitution made?  What is our citizenship,
   and more, our lives worth?  What is the
future of a democracy where a President can
    be assassinated under conspicuously
    suspicious circumstances while the machinery
   of legal action scarcely trembles?  How
many political murders, disguised as heart
     attacks, cancer, suicides, airplane and car
    crashes, drug overdoses will occur before
      they are exposed for what they are?


    "Treason doth never prosper," wrote an
 English poet, "What's the reason?  For if
      it prosper, none dare call it treason."
The generals who sent Dreyfus to Devils
Island were among the most honorable men
       in France, the men who killed Caesar were
      among the most honorable men in Rome.  And
     the men who killed Kennedy, no doubt, were
     honorable men.  

I believe we have reached
      a time in our country, similar to what life
    must've been like under Hitler in the 30's,
    except we don't realize it because Fascism
     in our country takes the benign disguise
       of liberal democracy.

  There won't be such
     familiar signs as swastikas.  We won't build
   Dachaus and Auschwitzes.  We're not going
      to wake up one morning and suddenly find
       ourselves in gray uniforms goose - stepping
    off to work ... "Fascism will come," Huey
      Long once said. "in the name of anti -
 fascism" - it will come in the name of your
    security - they call it "National Security,"
   it will come with the mass media manipulating
  a clever concentration camp of the mind.



       The super state will provide you tranquility
   above the truth, the super state will make
     you believe you are living in the best of
      all possible worlds, and in order to do so
     will rewrite history as it sees fit.  George
   Orwell's Ministry of Truth warned us, "Who
     controls the past, controls the future."



I submit to you that what took
       place on November 22, 1963 was a coup d'etat.
  Its most direct and tragic result was a
reversal of President Kennedy's commitment
     to withdraw from Vietnam.  War is the
  biggest business in America worth $80 billion
  a year.  The President was murdered by a
       conspiracy planned in advance at the highest
   levels of the United States government and
     carried out by fanatical and disciplined
       Cold Warriors in the Pentagon and CIA's
covert operations apparatus.  

It was a public execution and it was covered up by like - minded individuals in the Dallas Police
Department, the Secret Service, the FBI,
       and the White House - all the way up to and
    including J. Edgar Hoover and Lyndon
   Johnson, whom I consider accomplices after
     the fact.

Summing Up

In summing up, I wish I had some kind of affirmative message to leave you with, I don't. Would you take two negative messages? My mother used to say to me when I was younger, "If a strange man comes up to you, and offers you candy, and wants you to get into the back of his car with him...go".

MARTIN SCORSESE ON 3D

MARTIN SCORSESE ON 3D
Martin Scorsese has embraced 3D as a filmmaking tool and has called the format liberating.

In an interview with the Guardian (and spied by SlashFilm), Scorsese explains how he is using 3D in his latest movie Hugo Cabret and how it is changing the way he makes movies.

"Every shot is rethinking cinema, rethinking narrative – how to tell a story with a picture," explains Scorsese.

"Now, I'm not saying we have to keep throwing javelins at the camera, I'm not saying we use it as a gimmick, but it's liberating."

Sculpting 3D

This liberation also adds to complication, with the legendary director saying: "It's literally a Rubik's Cube every time you go out to design a shot, and work out a camera move, or a crane move.

"But it has a beauty to it also. People look like… like moving statues. They move like sculpture, as if sculpture is moving in a way. Like dancers…"

It's great to see someone like Scorsese using the format and his take on 3D will be a wholly different beast from Avatar.