[opening lines, first quote and first words in the first widely-seen talking picture]
Jack RobinWait a minute, wait a minute, you ain't heard nothin' yet! Wait a minute, I tell ya! You ain't heard nothin'! You wanna hear "Toot, Toot, Tootsie"? All right, hold on, hold on...
[then he walks back to one of the band members]
Jack RobinLou, listen. Play "Toot, Toot, Tootsie", three chorus, you understand. In the third chorus, I whistle. Now give it to 'em hard and heavy, go right ahead.
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Jack RobinWe in the show business have our religion too - on every day, the show must go on!
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Jack Robin[sings]I'll walk a million miles for one of your smiles, my Mammy.
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Jack Robin[singing]Blue skies Smiling at me Nothing but blue skies Do I see Bluebirds Singing a song Nothing but bluebirds All day long Never saw the sun shining so bright Never saw things going so right Noticing the days hurrying by When you're in love, my how they fly Blue days All of them gone Nothing but blue skies From now on.
Jack RobinI'm glad of it. I'd rather please you then anybody I know of. Oh darlin, would you give me something?
Sara RabinowitzWhat?
Jack RobinYou'll never guess. Shut your eyes mama, shut them for little Jackie. Ho, I'm gonna steal something.
[He kisses her, and they laugh together]
Jack RobinI'll give it back to you to someday, you see if I don't. Mama darling, if I'm a success in this show, well, we're going to move from here. Oh yes, we're move up in to Bronx. A lot of nice green grass up there and a whole lot of people you know of, there's the Ginsburgs and the Guttenburgs, the Goldbergs, a whole lotta Burgs oh I don't know them all. And I'm going to buy you a nice black silk dress mama. You'll see, the butcher's wife, she'll be jealous of you.
Sara RabinowitzOh no, no...
Jack RobinYes, she will, you see if she isn't. And I'm going to get you a nice pink dress that will go with your brown eyes.
Sara RabinowitzI, no thank you, no no, I don't need it.
Jack RobinWhat do you mean no? Who is telling you? Yes, you'll wear pink or else, or else you'll wear pink.
[Chuckles]
Jack RobinAnd darling, oh I'm going to take you to Coney Island.
Sara RabinowitzOh really?
Jack RobinYes, we're going to ride on the Chute to Chute, and you know the Dark Mill? Have you ever been to Dark Mill? Well, with me it's alright, I'll kiss you and hug you, you see if I don't.
[They laugh]
Jack RobinNow mama, mama stop now, get this. Mama, I'm going to sing this like I will if I go on the stage, like you know, with it's tune. I'm going to sing it jazzy. Now get this.
Jack Robin[singing]Blue skies Smiling at me Nothing but blue skies Do I see Bluebirds Singing a song Nothing but bluebirds All day long Never saw the sun shining so bright Never saw things going so right Noticing the days hurrying by When you're in love, my how they fly Blue days All of them gone Nothing but blue skies From now on I never saw the sun shining so bright Never saw things going oh-so right Noticing the days hurrying by When you're in love, my how they fly Blue days All of them gone Nothing but
[the Cantor walks in and interrupts]
The CantorStop!
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[title/caption appearing after Yudelson and Jakie's mother first sees him in blackface]
Moisha YudelsonHe sounds like Jakie, but he looks like his shadow!
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Mary Dale[Listening to Jakie cantoring at Yom Kippur services after the death of his father]A jazz singer...singing to his God!
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Opening Title CardIn every living soul, a spirit cries for expression - - perhaps this plaintive, wailing song of Jazz is, after all, the misunderstood utterance of a prayer.
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Title CardSara Rabinowitz. God made her a woman and Love made her a Mother.
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Sara RabinowitzMaybe our boy doesn't want to be a Cantor, Papa...
The CantorWhat has *he* to say? For five generations a Rabinowitz has been a Cantor - - he *must* be one!
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Jakie Rabinowitz[singing]Dirty hands! dirty face! Little devil, that's what they say, But to me he's an angel of joy...
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The CantorI'll teach him better than to debase the voice God gave him!
Sara RabinowitzBut Papa - our boy, he does not think like we do.
Jack RobinMammy! Don't you know me? It's your little baby!
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Jakie RabinowitzYou taught me that music is the voice of God! It is as honorable to sing in the theatre as in the synagogue! My songs mean as much to *my* audience as yours to *your* congregation!
The CantorLeave my house! I never want to see you again - you *jazz singer*!
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PianistRagtime Jakie is with us - give him a break.
Jakie Rabinowitz - Age 13[singing]They called her frivolous Sal, A peculiar sort of a gal, With a heart that was mellow, An all 'round good fellow, Was my gal Sal...