Andy Williams and the Health Care Bear

Well, here's Mr. Williams' house. I hope I have better luck now than I did all those years ago. And thank you for coming along, Mr. Hope. The boss says I need to have you with me. I don't think I'm the "hope" he was talking about. I thank you for coming along anyway. Here goes. Knock! Knock! Why, if it isn't Bob Hope and ... You! What are you doing here! Oh, don't tell me. You want a cookie. Well, you're not going to get one! Not now... Oh, no, Mr. Williams. I'm not begging for a cookie. The president hired me to ask you for your health care. My health care? I'm 81 years old! Why would I give up my health care? The president sent me to ask for it. He wants to take over everyone's health care. Can the president have your health care, Mr. Williams? Please? No! Absolutely not. In fact, you get away from my door right now and don't ever come back! Not you ... not the president ... no one is going to take my health care. Not now. Not ever! NEVER! SLAM! THUNK! You know, if enough people do that, the president's health care plan will need end-of-life counseling.