Getting ready for the big New Year’s Eve party, Andhy has trouble finding a tuxedo, and Amos shares some of the cut backs he has had to make at home. Kingfish has his own family troubles to gripe about. Might he have a lead on a tux to rent? The slow moving, slow talking, Lightening, might be able to get the tux back early enough to keep from being charged a higher rate.
The old fashioned tux turns out to be one owned by Kingfish, a matter that upsets Andy, but not so much he can’t lay down for a nap. In his dream, Edward G Robinson is an escaped convict who wants Andy to hide him out. His prisoner number happens to also be that of the year, 1943. His time might be up soon, and he reviews the political and upheaval over the war in the past year.
Is it all bad? Amos enters to review some positive highlights of the year. Crop abundance, and new drug developments, to name a couple. The growing sound of a new baby approaching means its curtains for the tough, bad guy of a year. Andy wakes up to a pleasant surprise, and a perfect 44 when it comes to his tux. The studio audience helps close the show with a round of, Aulde Lang Syne.