Bring me that contest check

Dr. Maxford:

[to Hartman]
Of all the confounded... [knock] Dr. Maxford:
[shouts]
Come in! Jimmy MacDonald:
How da you do, sir? I suppose I have the honor of addressing Dr. Maxford, I presume? Dr. Maxford:
That's right. And this is my announcer Don Hartman. Jimmy MacDonald:
Well, Mr. Hartman. It certainly is a pleasure to meet you. I've certainly enjoyed your personality on the air. Don Hartman:
[pleased]
Eh, congratulations to you! Jimmy MacDonald:
Thank you. Here's the telegram, Mr. Maxford... uh, Dr. Maxford. Dr. Maxford:
Yes, yes, yes. [reading] Dr. Maxford:
Oh, yes... "great pleasure... informing you..." "$25,000!" "Kindly call and pick up your check." [to Hartman] Dr. Maxford:
Bildocker has a great sense of the dramatic. You aren't by any chance a *coffee* drinker, are you, Mr. MacDonald? Jimmy MacDonald:
Yes, sir, I certainly am. Dr. Maxford:
Well, that's surprising. You don't by any chance drink *my* coffee, do you? Jimmy MacDonald:
Well, no, sir, you see I... eh... Dr. Maxford:
Oh, yesss . That sounds more natural. Jimmy MacDonald:
But I could easily change. Dr. Maxford:
That won't be necessary, Mr. MacDonald. I wouldn't want anybody to think that I had any *base commercial* motives in all this. I just *give* money away, because I can't *sleep* at night. I have a guilty conscience. Jimmy MacDonald:
That's my slogan! The one I *won* with. Well... I guess you know all about that. Dr. Maxford:
A guilty conscience, eh? I can see that my money is well spent. [staring blankly at Jimmy] Dr. Maxford:
That's a *great* slogan. Jimmy MacDonald:
No - no, sir. If ya can't sleep at night, it isn't the coffee, it's the bunk. Dr. Maxford:
I beg your pardon? Jimmy MacDonald:
It's a pun. Dr. Maxford:
It certainly is. [staring blankly again] Dr. Maxford:
It's *great*. Jimmy MacDonald:
Thank you. Dr. Maxford:
I can hardly wait to give you my money. [to intercom] Dr. Maxford:
Bring me that contest check