Hotel Clerk, Tommy Dorsey and others in Sinatra

Uh, excuse me. We have a problem.

We do? What's the problem?

We don't serve coloured's here.

[on Sy Oliver] He's with the band.

I'm sorry, it's hotel policy.

Serve wasps? Tykes, kraut's, hunky's, mix? That's the whole band. Maybe we should all leave.

Hey, Frank, it's okay. I'm used to it.

So am I. It ain't okay. [to the Hotel Clerk] I grew up with bums like this. Now give him the key or I'm gonna wreck this goddamn barn!

Take it easy, Frank.

[angrily grabs the Hotel Clerk by the tie] I said give him the key!

[to the Hotel Clerk] Thank you.