Shopworn (1932)

[bunniefuu]

MAN: Hello, boys.
How are you?
All right, Butch.

Four hundred
tons of dynamite.
This'll be some shot.

Biggest yet,
ain't it? Yeah.

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]

[BLOWING WHISTLE]

All clear on the hill?

All clear. Let her go.

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]

[RUMBLING]

Look, boys.
There's a man down.
Come on!

Come on.
Come on - we're off.

Some fool's gone
and got hurt now.

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]

Now, I suppose
I'll have to listen
to Pop tonight

telling if it wasn't for him,

the expl*si*n would
have been a flop.

I'm always hoping one
of them will be.

No, they won't be.

They're engineers,
not doctors.[LAUGHS]

Well, there goes
today's excitement.

Didn't sound very loud up here.

MAN: Come on. Come on.
Boys get going. Go on.

C'mon boys, bring a shovel.

[MEN SHOUTING]

MAN: Who is it?
Who is it?

Hey, Spick,
go get Doc, quick! Okay.

Who was it, do you know?

Must have been Pop Lane.
He was working up there. Yeah?

You ought to wear more
sensible shoes, Kitty.

Most men don't say that.

No? What do they say?

Oh, they say,
"You've very pretty
legs, Kitty."

Well, you have.

And then they say,
"You're growing into
quite a woman, aren't you?"

And they try and make a date.

Do they have any luck?

What? These bohunks?

Hey, Doc!
There's a guy hurt.

All right. I'm coming.

You ought to get away
from here, Kitty.

You'd get a long
way in a big city. Yeah!

Just as far as
I'm willing to let
a man take me.

Well, what's wrong with that?

Hey, Doc.
This guy's dyin'!

I'm coming.

Another bohunk got a sore toe.

I won't be long.
Will you wait?

Maybe.

MAN: Come on,
get off there.[PEOPLE CLAMORING]

Who was hurt, Fred?

Well...
Who was it?

It's your old man, Kitty.

[PEOPLE CLAMORING]

MAN: Split open.
Let him out.

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]

Ribs caved in.
Punctured the lung.
He's done for, I guess.

Couple of you hunkies
will have to carry
him to the shack.

That's the finish I guess.

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]

That's what you
get fooling around
with dynamite.

I've nothing to
leave you, Kitty.

Except maybe a little advice.

Don't talk like that,
please Pop.

You're going to find
this a tough world, Kitty.

Be tough yourself.

Then they can't hurt you.

Not if you learn to take 'em.

Go to your Aunt Dot.

Too many men around here...

You're grown now...

Don't forget...

Go to my sister.

MAN: Only one man k*lled
in the biggest blast ever.
Got away lucky at that.

DOCTOR: Yes, cheap enough.

MAN: Wasn't a bad guy,
either, old man Lane.

Got them plates washed, Dot?

Oh, my!

I wish we could
teach dishes to
wash themselves

like children
and kittens
and things.

Yeah! If I had it my
way, we'd use nothin'
but paper plates.

More sanitary.

Yes, but they'd
melt in the water.

You don't wash 'em...
You throw'em away.

Oh! Well, why don't
we do that then?

Too expensive.

Where's Kitty?

Oh, she's outside,
waiting on some customer.

Sure. Givin' some of them
college boys a treat.

Oh, Fred. Kit's
a good girl.

You can't tell me,

that foxy niece of
yours gets all them
tips just for waitin'!

If you ain't fryin'
steaks, you get
me on the pan.

One chicken pie.

Nothing in here,
but the paper
it came in.

Don't get funny.
It's in there all right.

Oh, that's a double now.

Oh, must be for one
of your fellows.

Your thought are just
like your kitchen...

...dirty.

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]

Excuse me.

Thanks.
Don't forget
the coffee.

BOY: Hey, Kit!
What do we owe you?

Not enough.

BOY: Oh, yeah!
[BOTH LAUGHING]

How about a little
service for me, baby?

Ah, ah. That's the way
little boys get hurt.

[ALL LAUGHING]

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]

All in one? Yeah. On Toby.

Good time Toby.
The payoff guy.

Say, Kit. What are
you doing later?

Is that a proposition? Sure.

[BELL RINGS]

[ALL LAUGHING]

Can you read?
That's a dollar
and a quarter.

Ten bits to you.

Someday, somebody else
will grab a check

and you'll die of heart failure.

Say, Kit,
won't you go to a show
with me tonight?

For what?

You can't do much
with a crowd around.

That's why I like crowds.

Take away the chicken pie.

But, Kit.
There's a lot of things
I want to tell you.

Only one, Toby.
The answer is no.

Don't you know any
three letter words?

Nix. Why you!

Hey, Toby. Come on,
we've got places to go.

Come on.
Cut the romance.

Come on, Romeo.

BOY: You couldn't lure
a woman out of
burning building.

Yeah, you guys
couldn't get over
so quick.

Nice day, isn't it?

[BELL RINGS]

No.

What's anatomy?

The study of
the human body.Hmm...

All in one volume?

You boyfriends
aren't satisfied
just to read about it.

So I noticed.

I can't blame them.

Why not?

Well, what you don't
ask for, you don't get.

That shapes up like a dig,

a nasty filthy dig.

You asked for it.

Oh, you don't know what
you're thinking about.

Oh, yes I do.
I've been
watching you.

And take it from me,
those boys wouldn't
bother you

if you didn't...

Go on. I'm used
to taking it.

No. Let's forget
about it.

No. Go ahead.
You started
something. Finish it!

All right, I will.

A man knows when
a woman doesn't
want to be bothered.

Oh, I see.
And I want to be? Yes.

Then how come you
never annoyed me?

Well, I don't like
to compete with
the whole college.

If I owned this joint,
I'd bust you in
the nose for that!

Yes, if I were
your brother, instead
of a customer here,

I'd spank you.

I'd like to finish this chapter.

Well, go ahead,
finish it someplace else.

Where they burn
incense or something.

All right, I will.
I don't like this
place anyhow.

You may be hot,
but the coffee's cold.

Keep the change.

Pinhead.

Nitwit. Skunk!

Hey, you forgot your hat.

Hey, stupid.
You forgot your hat.

You talk as if you
knew a lot about men.

Oh, I do. Living in
a construction camp,
you learn early.

I could cuss when I was six,
and I could say no
when I was fourteen.

You must have had
a pretty tough time.

Oh no. I ain't kickin'.
It was kind of
an education.

Not much to choose
between a camp
and a campus.

Well, you know they,
they talk a lot about
you around here.

Yeah, and I know what
they're saying.

But they're talking
it out in talk.

I was sure of that.

You know, you're
a really fine person.

Oh!

Oh!

Well, that's the first time,
a bad slice ever did
me a favor.

If we park anyplace else,
they'll start a w*r
to break us up.

There's more privacy
on Main Street.

I tell you, Judge,
something terrible

has happened to David.
I know it.

Why? Because he didn't go
to the doctor with you?

If you had a son
of your own you might
understand my worry.

Perhaps. Although taking
care of your estate
gives me worry enough.

It's the first time
David has ever
disappointed me.

I'm upset about him.

He can't always
be tied to your
apron strings.

And I have to be
so careful with my
heart acting the way it is.

Last night it throbbed
violently for
hours at a time.

Oh stop it, Helen.

You know there's nothing
the matter with you.

Oh, all right.
There's nothing
the matter with me.

Oh! My soul! Look!

Well, here we are.
Safe and sweet.

A red letter day
for Kitty Lane. Didn't
have to walk an inch.

David.

Hello, Mother.

This is Miss...
Miss Lane.

My mother and Judge Forbes.

Hello.

How do you do?
How do you do?

You had me worried
to death, David.

I had no idea where you were.

I had to go to the doctor alone.

I'm sorry, Mother.
I forgot all about it.

Well, I guess I better be going.

Pleased to have met you all.

Well, I sure had a swell time.

I'll be seeing you.

Goodbye.

HELEN: David.

Oh.

Who is that girl?

What difference does
it make? Just a girl.

That's no answer, David.

Now, Mother, don't
start fussing right in
the middle of Main Street.

You had your arm around her.

That's been done before.

What kind of a girl
is she to permit. I'll tell you

all about her, but not here
in front of the whole wide
world, now let's to home.

David,
I insist on knowing
who that girl is.

All right. I'll tell you.
She sells hamburgers.

A waitress?
Yes, a waitress.

Oh! Oh, oh, my heart.

Some water, quickly please.

Campbell, some water for Mother.

No, never mind, David.

I'm awfully sorry, Mother.
I shouldn't have spoken
to you like that.

David, you mustn't do
such things to me,

when you know how sick I am.

Of course, dear.
I'm terribly sorry.

I'll die if you get
involved with a common
person like that.

You know I can't stand it.

Just don't think
about it anymore.

David, promise me
you'll never see
her again.

Don't you worry, Mother,
everything will be
all right.

David.

Suppose you know
about that double
parking buddy?

Okay, that's different.
All right, Judge?

Where you going?
Downtown.

FRED: Well,
don't be too long.

Oh, Dot'll look after
things till I get back.

You know, out there
she just seems to
drive customers away.

Aw, Fred!
Some men like me.

You do.

Yeah, I do at that.

Well, it's a wonder with
that Mother Hubbard
you're wearing.

Why don't you doll up?

Well, do you think
I could look
beautiful like?

Sure. Why not.
Touch up your hair
and get a permanent.

And take that tent off...

And show your knees.
They're not bad
you know.

Put 'em in silk
and you'll get
by anywhere.

What do you think, Fred?

She'd better mind
her own business.

You dress your
way and let Dot alone.

She's respectable.

Respectable?
And what do you
think I am?

Well, I ain't saying,
but I got my ideas.

Yah, well your
ideas could stand
some fresh air.

Oh. They're six
for a dollar, mister.

Can we pick any of
these things we'd like?

Sure. They're all
the same price.

Some prefer the
Empire State Limited.
There's class to that.

Then, others prefer
"Over the Desert Sands."

It's more romantic-like.

Well, what do you say?

Over the Desert Sands.

Very good folks,
step behind here.

Just place your
heads through here.

There we are, that's fine.

Now I'll have
a look and see
what it looks like.

Well, how do you feel, romantic?

I wish it was
a real desert, Davey.

With all those sheiks
hanging around?

No, with only one
sheik hanging
around. If he would.

Say, you know,
I don't think I look
good on a camel.

We should've taken
the Empire State Limited.
More class.

Oh, well let's have that too.

Glutton.

What's the matter with you?

You look like you wanted to cry?

Well...

Lots of girls want to cry
when they have a good time.

Just to be contrary.
No.

Just that they're thinking
when it's gonna be all over.

Why should it be all over, ever?

Well, things can't go on...

Things?

Yeah, like this, like tonight.

Like all the nights
we've been together.

Gee, I wish I knew
all the swell words
you do, Davey.

I could tell you what I mean.

Oh, I know what
you mean Kitty
and I feel the same way.

All right, folks,
now get together.

Cuddle up.

Don't cost no more.

I'll never let you go,
sweetheart...

...ever.

Oh shucks.
You went and moved
and spoiled it.

What's the matter
with you?
Let's try it again.

It's okay by me.

Now smile lady
and show your dimples.

That's it. Thank you.

But I tell you he wants
to marry the girl.

I won't have it.
I simply won't have it.

This thing is going
to k*ll me, William.
I know it.

Now stop it, Helen.

Save your theatrics for David.

You may need them.

What are we going to do?

In cases of this kind,
one usually reaches
for the checkbook.

It won't be as simple as that.

Well, it always has been.

But suppose she refuses?

Women of that sort
are very ambitious.

Then, there'll be plenty
of time to think of
something else.

What else?
There's nothing.

William!

We could have her committed
to some institution or
something, couldn't we?

She's an immoral person, really.

Is it your heart of your
mind that's affected?

It can be done.

With your influence.

Ah, stop thinking nonsense.

We won't have to resort
to anything so drastic.

But I tell you, William.
It's the only way.

If you had a son
you'd understand. Now, now, now.

Don't get yourself all excited.

Remember your heart.

Oh.

Perhaps of we got
him out of the way.

Uh, is your heart bad
enough to consult
a specialist in Vienna

or Berlin, or some
place like that?

Shh.
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Mother!

[SOFT GROAN]

How is she?

What's happened?

Your mother is a very
sick woman, my boy.

The doctor was here just
a few minutes ago.

What'd he say?

She must leave for
Europe immediately.

There's a specialist
in Vienna that...

Well, is she well
enough to travel?

Oh, I suppose so.
That is, if she
had somebody

to take care of her.

Doctor Ames recommended
a nurse that...

No, no.
We can't trust her
with a nurse.

Not in the condition she is in.

You know how nurses are,
hard as nails.

Yes, that's right.
But what are we to do?

She really should
have somebody that
understands her.

As a matter of fact,
I thought of going
myself, but I...

I don't see how I can.
I have a case coming up

the Supreme Court next week.

Well, I suppose
we'll have to turn her
over to a nurse

and just hope for the best.

I guess I'd better tell
mother I'll go with her.

That's mighty decent
of you, David.

She'll appreciate it.

Go on and tell her now.

Please don't worry, Mother.
You'll get well.

I'm going to Europe with you.

Darling.

[WHISTLING]

Hello, Henry.
Where's everybody?

Hello, Davey. Well,
Fred and Dot went to
Morristown to a weddin'.

Said they'd be back
in the morning.

If they don't it's just too bad.

I was hired as a night man.

Did Kitty go too?

No, she's over at the house.

She wasn't even invited.

Neither was I.
I tell you, Davey,
you take my advice and...

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Davey!
Hi, Kit.

Come on in.

Gee, I'm glad to see you.

Are you really?
Uh-huh.

Well, what have you been doing?

Uh. Nothing much.

You've been holding out
on me what's this?

Now you keep away from there.

A love letter.

Eleemosynary, elective,

ej*cul*te. Taking
your "e's" I see.

You're not the only
one who has a right
to an education.

If there's anything
that makes me mad,

it's to have somebody
using a word that
I don't understand.

Well, don't tell me
I use that kind
of language.

No, you don't,
but somebody
else might.

So, I decided to
memorize the dictionary.

Why, it'll take you a lifetime.

Oh, no it won't.
Come on sit down.
I'll tell you about it.

I've only been at it a week,

and I know the a, b, c
and d's by heart.

And I'll know
the "e'" by the end
of the week.

Ask me how to
spell eleemosynary?

All right, Mr. Bones,
how do you spell
eleemosynary?

Uh...

Hmm, now wait a minute,
let me think.

Oh! E-L-E-E-M-O-S-Y-N-A-R-Y.
That right?

I don't know.
You don't?

I'm not even sure what it means.

Oh, pertaining to dependent
on, charity or alms.

Swell.

Do you know what
"exquisite" means?

No. I'm not up to that yet.

It means you.

You're not only
exquisite, but ebullient,
ecstatic, effervescent.

Enough.
Embrace?

Exactly.
[LAUGHING]

Hold me tight, Kit.

I've got tough news for you.

I'm going away.

Mother's had a stroke.
We've got to take her
abroad to a specialist.

If it weren't a matter
of life and death,
I'd let her go alone.

But I don't see how
I can get out of it.

Why Davey, you mustn't even try.

You're going too.

Me? How?

When you're studying
the "m's" in that funny
little dictionary...

Look up the word marriage.

What do you say, Kit?

Oh.

Oh, oh, Davey, give me
a chance to get my breath.

Have you told your mother?

Well...

She knows
we're going to
get married.

But she doesn't think
it will be so sudden.

She doesn't like me.

She is not marrying you.

Well, you can't blame her.

Maybe, if she got to know
me better she wouldn't
think I was so bad.

But if she's that sick,
we mustn't do anything
that'll cause her a shock.

How long will you
be gone, Davey?

Oh about six months, I suppose.

Gee,

that'll give you
a great chance to finish
your course

at some foreign
hospital, won't it?

Yeah.

But get this through your head.

I'm not going anywhere
without you.

Oh, I'd wait, honey.
All my life if I have to.

It's sweet of you
to think of mother.

Maybe we could elope,
and keep it a secret.

Tell her when she was better.

Gee, I haven't even
asked you yet.

I'm just taking it
for granted you
want to marry me.

You do, don't you?

My father's dead, Davey.

He died a year ago.

I don't even remember my mother

and I, I never had
any brothers or sisters.

You're all of them now.

You're all I've got
that means anything

I belong to you, Davey.

Where is Miss...
Miss Lane?

Lane? There ain't no
Miss Lane.

The young lady who works here.

Oh, you mean Kitty.

Have you seen
Mr. Livingston?

Davey?

The last time I saw Davey,

he said he was going to
have breakfast with Kitty.

Do you think they
might be still eating?

You got me, mister.

But if you just step
this way, I'll show you
right where she lives.

Thank you. Thank you.

What a terrible place.
Hmm.

Oh!

Is David here?

Why, yes.

Won't you come in?

David, get out of
this place at once.

Calm down, mother.
No scenes please.

The Limited leaves
at three o'clock.

I'll be there.

But Kitty is coming too.
We're going to be married.

Married?
Otherwise,
I don't go abroad.

You might as well make
up your mind to that.

You don't think I'm
going to let you marry
this cheap, common...

I'm not cheap.
I'm not common!

Calling names isn't
going to do any
good, mother.

You mean to tell me
you're going to stand
there and defend this girl.

I can't let you say that.

There's no use
arguing anymore.
I've made up my mind.

Kit and I are
going to be married.

Just a minute, Helen.

Here are two young people
in love with each other.

Nothing you can do
or say will alter that.

I know exactly how you feel.
The whole thing's
a shock to you.

That's why you've
been saying things
you don't mean!

Now, perhaps if you
and Miss Lane get to
know each other better,

you'll learn to love her
just as much as David does.

After all, you've to be
fair about this, Helen.

I must have lost my head.

Forgive me, dear.
I know I said
terrible things.

I'm sorry. Please
try to understand.

It's only because
I worry so much
about David.

Sure. I understand.

Thanks, Mother.

I knew everything was
going to be all right.

Better get started
if you're all going
to make that train.

I got lots of
things to do first.

I've got to get
a marriage license,

and find a minister
and get a ring.

Why, there's no
hurry now, David.

Certainly there is.
There are so many
things to attend to yet.

And this is
most important,
isn't it, David?

You bet.

Now you wait for me,
Kit. I won't be long.

Thanks, Mr. Forbes.

I don't know what would
have happened if
it hadn't been for you.

I'll be back in one hour.

Oh, don't worry,
Mrs. Livingston.

You're never gonna
be sorry about this

if I have anything
to do with it.

I'll do everything I can
to make Dave happy.

And you too,
if you'll only
let me.

You must forgive me
for being a foolish mother.

David is the only one
I have left in the world.

And I'm afraid,
I'm selfish about him.

I...

I still have several
things to arrange for
you before you leave.

Oh, yes, we must run along.

The luggage must be got off.

David never could
look after bags.

He won't have to
look after mine.

I'll be ready when he calls.

Goodbye.

[SIGHS]

[HUMMING]

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

This is the young woman.

Kitty Lane?

Yes...

You'll have to come with me.

Oh, he's joking,
ain't he Mr. Forbes?

It's a complaint for
violation of the
Public Morals Act.

Violation?

How do you know?

I swore out the complaint.

Oh, Collins,

I'd like a few minutes
with this young lady.

All right, Judge.

Will you step inside, please.

Where's Dave?

David's at home.

You mean
something bad.
What is it?

I've convinced David
that temporary
unhappiness is

better than permanent tragedy.

You...

You've talked him
out of marrying me?

Exactly.

Why do you want
to do this to us?
We love each other.

Oh, I'm sure you do now.

We want to get married.

Oh, if Davey were
only here I know
he'd help me.

He can't help you.
Nobody can.

But yourself.

Now, my dear young lady,

it isn't necessary for
you to do any acting.

I know what it's all about.

I've handled cased
like this before.

I want to see Davey.

That's out of the question.

David's leaving for
New York with his mother.

They're sailing for
Europe immediately.

However, they have
authorized me to
act for them.

I see.

All right, Mr. Forbes.
Go ahead, do your stuff.

Please, no heroics.

I told Mrs. Livingston
and David that it
wouldn't be fair

to expect you to go
without compensation.

I thought you'd prefer cash.

Five thousand dollars.

Merely for leaving
town immediately.

What are you trying
to make of me?

What you wish I was?

Something cheap and common?

Something that money can buy?

Well, you can't.
Nobody can.

You, and the nice decent
people who sent you here
are the real cheap ones.

Trying to put a price
on something that
there isn't any price on.

If that's being decent,
I'm glad I'm common.

If that's being rich,
I'm glad I'm cheap.

And I'm going to stay cheap.

Because no matter
how cheap I am,
I'm not for sale.

Come on in copper
and earn your pay!

[WHISTLING]

You understand thoroughly?

Oh, hello Mr. Forbes.

Still waiting for me?
Yes, David.

I'm sorry to be so
late, but I had a hard
time finding a minister.

Where's Kitty?

Why, she's...

Where is Kitty?

Where is she?

She's gone.

What?

When? What is this?

Now if you'll
listen calmly,
David, I'll tell you.

Go ahead.

Gone. For good.

For her good and your good.

I couldn't let her
take advantage of you.

What do you mean?
What have you
done to her?

Now, don't get excited.
Everything has been
settled amicably.

Kitty's perfectly satisfied

and she got out
of it with $5000.

You lie.

Chivalrous, but foolish.

He's lying, isn't he?

He's lying!
Say he's lying!

Well, she got
the money and gone.
That's all I know.

Left a message for you,

"Thanks for
the buggy ride."

You don't doubt my word,
do you now, David?

I can hardly believe it.

When you get a chance
to think it over,

you'll realize how lucky
you are to get out of it.

And you'll thank me.

Sure I will.

I'll thank you right now.

My hundred dollars.

I'll send you a check.
No, you don't.

I want it now.
I don't trust you.

[SINGING]

And in conclusion, Kitty Lane,

it is the duty of this court

to protect and help such as you.

I therefore commit
you to the State Home

for the Regeneration of Females

for a period of 90 days.

I earnestly hope
that while there

you will learn
the error of your ways.

Next case.

[SIGHS]

Oh.

Say, it'll take you
a month to get those
bumps off your knees.

How long will it take
'em to stop hurting?

Oh, just as soon
as you get a pair of
silk stockings on again.

Yeah, I guess silk is healing.

Yeah.

Hey, Lane.

Where do you think
you are, in a boudoir?

Sitting down, huh?

Well, you're not
here to sit down.

Report to the laundry.
That'll keep you awake.

Take your bucket.

Oh.

Get back. Scrub your floor,
that's all you got to do.

Come on, Lane, quit bluffing.

Much better today.

Well, this is better
than scrubbing floors,
isn't it?

Good clean stock you come from.

You needed strength and had it.

She'll be all right.

Her kind pulls through anything.

Much better today.

Well, this is better
than scrubbing floors,
isn't it?

Goodbye, Lane.
Behave yourself.

Right.

My, but you're thin,
but sweet-like.

Well, you don't get
fat on what they
feed you in there.

No hamburgers?
I could even eat
one of Fred's now.

Well, now that you're
out, what are you gonna
do, Kit?

Go back to waiting
I guess, till I get
on my feet.

Oh.

That is if Fred will have me.

Well, I sort of suggested
it to him the other night.

It was awful mean,
the things he said.

Yeah, I guess a good
man like Fred

wouldn't want a girl
like me around now.

Oh, let me help you,
you must be weak.

No, I'm strong now.

I've taken my sock
and I'm up again.

Well, I know a place
where they're taking
girls on.

A canning factory.
I just got out of one.

Yes, but you got
to do something.

I will. Plenty.

Here, Kit. Maybe that
will give you a start.

Thanks, Dot.
Well, there's my car,
I can't miss it.

I gotta meet Fred.
Goodbye.

Bye.
And, Kit,
if you need anything,

will you let me know?
Sure, I will. Thanks.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Oh, my.

Every time I
hear a knock,
it reminds me of Fred.

That one wasn't heavy enough.

He's at the stage door
and wants to
see Miss Lane.

Who is it?
Oh, it's him.

Who?
Him.

David.

Oh.

Show him in, please.

Well, how does he know
where to find you?

Pretty much like
finding Broadway,
isn't it?

Just turn to the right
at the next corner.

But, Kit, it's been six years.

And you haven't seen him since.

No, but I've thought
enough about him.

I knew someday I'd
be square with him
for everything.

Oh, you ain't gonna
hurt him, are you?

No. Oh, no.

No more than he hurt me.

Thank you.

Oh.
Yes, it's me.

I'd heard you left Fred.

Well, he didn't need me anymore.

He's using paper dishes now.

You can go in.

My favorite ghost walks again.

How are you?

Flesh and blood, I hope.

If I weren't,
you'd make me
want to be.

Oh, you've improved.

You pay compliments
now instead of insulting.

Won't you sit down?

Thank you.

You're lovely, Kitty.
Gorgeous.

Oh, go on.

I adore these evidences
of your maturity.

You're everything
I've heard you were.

And that covers
a lot of territory.

It's great to see you
successful and famous.

It makes me very happy.

You haven't done
so badly yourself.

Successful young surgeon,
Dr. Livingston.

The post graduate work
in Vienna didn't hurt.

People are still
impressed with
the European label.

Is your memory strong enough?

Overwhelming.

I remember we spoiled
a plate before this
masterpiece took.

Really, how?

You haven't forgotten?

Apparently I have.

What was it?
A schoolgirl kiss
or something as trivial?

Oh, nothing, I suppose.

It was a long time ago.

Kitty, the curtain's
going up. Oh!

When am I going to see you?

I rather hoped I
could talk to you.

I did too.

Are you alone?

Yes, I am.
Mother's at the hotel.

Oh, and how is your mother?

Well, she still
complains some...

Kitty.
I...

I rather supposed
the European trip would
have cured her completely.

I'm having some
friends to supper.

If you care to join us?

Of course, where?

Dot will tell you.

Oh, no.

No, you'd better meet
me here after the show.

I'll be here.

Kit, hurry!

Kit, hurry!

Kit, hurry.

Oh, yes.

Well, Dave,
here's where we live.

It's nice than Fred's, ain't it?

Has Mr. Dean
arrived yet?

A few moments ago,
Madame, with Mr. Renoir.

Thanks, Dot.

Come along, Dave.

[INDISTINCT TALK]

Hello, how are you?

I saw you tonight.
Did you like him?

[SPEAKING FRENCH]

Anything in French
is always flattery.

Oh, no, no.
Do I exaggerate?

Wasn't her performance superb?

In all these years,
I never saw so
much artistry.

So much, um...

What you call it
in these country. Sex.Shh.

In this country, we call
sex anything else but.

Mr. Livingston, Mr. Dean.
Monsieur Renoir.

Enchante.

When are you coming
to play this for me
in Paris?

Well, that depends
on Mr. Dean.

I'm afraid not for
a long time, Andre.

But I will not listen
to such refusals.

I wish to talk business.

[GASPS] Let's get away
from these business men.

Andre, you make everyone
at home for me.

I'm going to gossip
about old times with
an old friend.

But if you hid
yourself, they never
will forgive me.

My dear, we saw
you the other night

and we haven't
stopped raving yet.Thanks.

Have a c*ck.
We've stopped counting.

How do you like
my little cottage?

Little?

I'd get lost here.

I imagine you're
lonesome yourself
sometimes, aren't you?

Oh, no, I have
plenty of company.

Men flock around quite a bit.

Well, I can't blame
them for that.

Although not as
much as they might.

Wives are apt to
be narrow minded.

Is that what you invited
me up here for?

To throw this into my face?

It's the best I can do now.

I'm sorry I can't show
you some of the places
I've lived.

And some of the ways.

I could k*ll you.
No, you couldn't.

You did that long
ago. When I waited
for you to come back

before they sent me to
the Reformatory for the
crime of trusting you.

Well, you can't blame that
one on me. Judge Forbes
told me why you were sent.

I can imagine.

He said it was
a community affair,
didn't he?

Yes.
And you believed him.
Well, it doesn't matter.

I was too unimportant,
too ignorant.

Well, I've learned.

They've taught me
the ABC's in that
Reformatory.

Aren't you proud of your job?

But, Kitty...
Now get out! Get out!

Today's paper.

Where are they tomorrow?

Lighting fires.

You're speaking of France.

Over here we use steam heat.

And why not France?
You'll rest.

The South, the Riviera!
Then if you want,
I give you a play. London.

And I promise you,
you'll be the toast
of Europe. Oui?

I can't promise you
to stay on the front
page forever.

Oh, then you will go?

No?

I don't know much
about anything just now.

Only know I'm tired.

But, I will see you soon.

If not in Paris, here.

You can't become a hermit.

Perhaps.

Goodbye, my friend.

Au revoir.

FORBES: Well, what are
you going to do about it?

There's something
behind her coming here.
I know it.

Oh, don't be absurd,
Helen. She's an actress.

She visits hundreds
of towns like this,

besides it's been years.

Dave's probably forgotten her.

I'm never going to
let that woman get
a hold of him again.

I'll do anything
to stop her. Anything.

Don't be violent, Helen.

After all, Dave's got
to marry sometime.

Never. Not her.

Helen.

Have you ever thought
of consulting
a psycho-analyst?

Ridiculous.

Why?

Oh, sometimes emotions,

mother love for instance,
turn inward,

then they're dangerous.

Am I abnormal because
I want to protect my son?

Good evening, Mother.
Oh, good evening dear.

Hello, Judge.
Hello, David,
how are you?

Just fine thank you.

FORBES: Well, I've got
to be running along.

Goodbye, David.
Goodnight, Helen.

HELEN: Goodnight, Judge.

Think over what I said.

How do you feel, dear?

All right.

I'm worried about you, David.

You're working too hard.
You must play more.

Take up golf again.

I don't have time to play.

I'm too busy being successful.

That's what you wanted.
I hope you're happy.

David.

Where's the evening
paper? Paper?

Why, uh...
Why, I don't know.

I don't think it was left.

It never seems to be
here when I want it.

Oh, please don't stop
to read it now, David.

Uh, you've so
little time to dress.

Dress? For what?

The Thorns' dinner
at the hotel.
You haven't forgotten?

I'm not going.
Oh, David, you must.

We promised.

You promised. I didn't.

The evening paper, please, Nora.

Why, I gave it to you,
Mrs. Livingston.

Don't you remember, ma'am?

And I showed you
where Kitty Lane was
coming here to visit.

To me?
Yes, ma'am.

Oh, yes, yes, of course.

I'd forgotten
all about it.
You may go, Nora.

Where is it?

David, you mustn't
take up with that
woman again.

David, I'm talking to you.

Promise me you won't.

Will you please let me alone?

You fixed this affair once

and you made a good job of it.

You have nothing to worry about.

Now go on and get
dressed. You'll be
late for your dinner.

Don't you want to go?
No.

I've had all your
things laid out.

Please dress, dear.

DAVID: If they have Baked
Alaska for dessert again
I'll leave it on somebody.

LOUISE: If you had
your way I suppose
you'd have apple pie.

ROGER: Wonder if
Kitty Lane remembers me?

I knew her when
she was waiting at
the campus inn.

MAY: Really?
I wonder how it feels
to be notorious?

Seems like fun to me.

PHILLIP: The Mayor
ought to run her out
of town.

HELEN: You're absolutely
right. I agree with you.

WOMAN: How is your
golf today, Mr. Dang?

Just fair, according
to my blood pressure.

[LAUGHS]

I think her coming
back here is
perfectly outrageous.

I do too.

I didn't know
about it until today.

Didn't you see
this morning's paper?

Pardon me, Mrs. Thorne,
about the dessert,

I thought a baked Alaskan...

MRS. THORNE: I leave
everything to you,
Mr. Murray.

You always do things so nicely.

Thank you.

Doc Phillips just told
me that Dave did a very
brilliant operation

on Mrs. Wayne
this morning.

I love operations,
tell me all about it.

Only man in the state
could have done it,
Phillip said.

Go on, Dave,
all the horrible
details, I adore them.

Nothing brilliant about it.

Just all in the days' work.

I wish I weren't so
disgustingly healthy.

Mr. Murray.

Is it true that
Kitty Lane is stopping
in this hotel?

Oh, yes. She's here.

She's in the dining
room right now.

Now? Where?

Just over your
right shoulder,
at the single table.

Was everything satisfactory?

Perfectly so.
You may bring
my coffee.

But, madam has scarcely
touched anything.

Can I suggest anything else?

No, thank you.
I've already had my
calorie and a half.

Very well.
Coffee for the lady.

Do you know who's
here? Kitty Lane.

FLORENCE: Where?

Don't look now,

but over back of me
by the window

is Kitty Lane.

No! Really?

[ALL TALKING]

If the management
did the right thing,

they'd ask her to
leave this hotel.

She's not fit
for decent society.

What do you mean
by decent society?

Well, this...

David. [LAUGHS]
He's only joking.

I'm not.

I'm just trying to
find out from May

what constitutes decent society.

Possibly she's heard.

This is decent society.

So I've always been told.

But I found out
there's more to
being decent

than just admitting you are.

WOMAN: Why, Dave.
WOMAN 2: Well, I never.

David.

[ALL TALKING]

Kitty.

Oh, I didn't expect
you to come this time.

[INDISTINCT TALKING]

May I sit here, I'm so upset.

Do, dear.
Does he know her?

Uh, yes.
A long time ago.

I think he feels sorry for her.

David is so kind hearted.

He always did let
his sympathies run
away with him.

Hadn't you better
be getting back to
the sewing circle?

But I wanted to
talk to you, Kitty.

Alone. Somewhere.

We're rather under
observation here.

Couldn't we go up to your suite

or go for a ride somewhere?

Careful, Dave.

I'm a notorious woman
and you'll probably
get yourself talked about.

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]

Oh, leave it, please.
Mr. Livingston will
be right back.

Yes, Ma'am.

David never acted
this way before.

My dear, it's all right,
don't worry.

[KITTY LAUGHING]

Still willing to risk
your reputation?

Well, a shred or two
of it anyway.

Don't say I didn't warn you.

I...

I hope you'll be
interested in my
collection of etchings

or whatever it is
they hang on
the walls here.

Get it you nut and stop acting.

Hello, Dot.

My goodness,
you both look so happy.

I knew something was
going to happen.

How do you like my parlor?

Well, I've seen better
parlors, but never
a lovelier spider.

Sit down, Mr. Fly.

Why, I'd be delighted.

Oh, Kitty Lane,
what are you doing?

That's what I always
do with my victims,
isn't it?

And the walls are
sound proof too.

[WHISPERS]
I've lost my voice.

I never could yell loud anyhow.

You both are crazy.

[BOTH LAUGH]

One, two, three...

Seven gray hair.

Why, Dave,
you're positively
middle-aged.

Is that why
you came home to
check up on me?

No, not exactly.

Then why did you come, Kitty?

Oh, I like cold climates.

And the people
around here are
frigid enough.

Stop kidding.
Come on and tell me.

Well, I was a little curious.

Not much, just a little.

And maybe a little
homesick, too.

And?

And I wanted to see if
you had nine children
and if they looked like you.

I'm a bachelor.

And if you're waist
line had grown any
bigger, and...

And if I'd grown up
any or was still
an immature fool.

Oh, well.
That depends on who
you're a fool about.

You see those six
gray hairs on me?

Uh-huh, seven.

Seven.

You know what they mean?

Uh-huh, your barber
doesn't know his job.

No.

I'm an adult now.

I'm boss of my own affairs.

Capable of knowing
what I want
and getting it.

And I want you.

Oh, I don't know, Dave.

So much has happened.

We're not the kids we were

and our lives have
run into very
different channels.

It would be so hard
to join them again.

Maybe impossible.

Kitty, did you
ever spend any
money foolishly?

Never any other way.

Well, I've squandered six years

of happiness

and I'm not going to
waste any more of it.

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]

Oh, it has been
a wonderful party,
Mrs. Thorn.

Can we drop you dear?
No, thank you.

My car's here.
I must find David.
I must.

Thank you just the same.
Goodnight.

Goodnight, dear.
Goodnight.

Awfully glad you
had a nice time.

You might as well
understand definitely,

Kitty and I are going
to be married.

If you want to
make a fuss about it,
all right.

It will do you no good.

But think of the talk,
the scandal.

There won't be
any scandal
unless you make it.

If necessary, I will.

Fair enough.

David.

You must hear me through.

I've heard it all
a thousand times.

I've never remarried
after your father's
death

because I wanted
to watch over you.

To bring you up.
Well, you did.

I'm not going to
see my life's work
spoiled now.

That was spoiled
a long time ago.

I won't let that
shopworn woman fasten
herself on you,

I warn you.

Mother, why can't
you look at this
thing reasonably?

So that we can marry
nicely from my own home?

From my home.
From mine.

I believe you'd turn
your own mother out
for that creature.

If necessary, yes.

David, if you marry that
woman, you are no longer
my son.

I never was your son.
I'm just something
you owned.

You're a selfish woman
willing to destroy
anything you can't control.

Now I warn you not
to try to stop me again.

I'm marrying Kitty
and we're leaving
tonight.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

I want to see Miss Lane.

Oh, well, she's...
She's not in.

She's got a headache.
Oh dear, she's...

Well...
Tell her
Mrs. Livingston is here.

Well, that won't do
her headache any good.

That's all right,
Dot, let her in.

Go on with your packing.

Guess I better hurry then.

Next time, you know,
Fred will be calling.

I can hear them
dishes rattling
for me now.

Where is David?

He's not here, but he will be.

I know pleading with
you is useless.

I wonder if pleading
with you is useless.

Can't you let us
have our chance.

We only want to make
a try at happiness.

You've had him
since he was a baby.

He's a man now.

That's just it.
A man and a doctor.

The slightest scandal
would k*ll his
practice in a day.

If you only loved
him the way I do.

The way you do?

Yes, enough to make
any sacrifice.

Enough to...
Enough to marry him.

And k*ll all the decent
things in his life.

The decent things don't die.

Sometimes they're not even born.

I have a lot of things to do.

Will you excuse me, please.

Goodnight, Mrs. Livingston.

I warn you.

I'll never let
you do this, never.

Are you leaving
or shall I ring for
the house detective?

That won't be necessary.

Well,

that's one way.

Which of us were
you going to k*ll.

Either. Both.
I don't know.

Am I that rotten?

I wasn't thinking of you,
only David.

If you'd ever see
your own baby grow up,

day by day,

year by year.

It's a q*eer selfish
sort of love.

But I'm beginning to understand it.
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

DAVID: Kitty. Kitty.

Come in.

I couldn't wait
for the elevator.

I was so anxious to see you.

You could have taken your time.

Well, that's a nice
way to welcome me back.

It's no go, Dave.
It won't work.

Come on, come on.

Look, I'm the only man
living who could read
a timetable.

See, here's our train.
It's 633, the one
with the dagger.

No, I mean it.

Say, what's the matter with you?

You don't suppose there's
anything in this burg to
hold me, do you?

Like that sewing
circle downstairs.

"Dear Miss Lane,
we'd love to have you dine
with us this evening."

Yeah.

But you said you'd
go away with me,
you'd marry me.

Sure I did. I wanted
to show your mother

that I could take her
precious darling away
from her

and then fling you
back in her face.

Has my mother
talked to you?
Has she phoned you?

Why should she?
Well, something must
have happened

to make you change
your mind so quickly.

Like every other man.

Filled with ego.

I want to put in
a long distance
call please.

You can't imagine
a woman looking
any further

when there's a prize
like yourself at hand.

Oh, Kitty!
For Mr. Andre Renoir.

R-E-N-O-I-R. Yes.

At the Hotel Metropolitan,
New York.

Hurry it, please.

You remember Andre?
The very charming
Frenchman.

If you insist on reminding me.

He offers me everything.
Big cities, important men,

distinction,
marriage if I want it.

You're not much for marriage.

And what do you offer me?
A bickering little town.

A man tied to his
mother's apron strings.

You must think I'm
the biggest fool
that ever was born.

No, you couldn't be.
I'm that fool.

If you wanted to get
even with me, Kitty,

you certainly made
a good job of it.

I congratulate you.

David.

David, don't you see?

She is sending you away
because I begged her to.

I've been such
a selfish old woman.

She's finer than anyone
I've ever known.

Go back to her, David.

Oh, dear me.
[CRYING]

Stop crying.
I've never heard
you cry before.

Oh.

Hey!

Will you let me get even now?

That's the stuff.

We'll take the bumps
together from now on.

You'll have to take
them for both of us
now, Davey.

Always.

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

Oh, dear me.

Hello.

Oh, hello Andre.
I can hear you so plain.

Oh, no, I'm afraid not.

Well, she's rehearsing.

Well, she's rehearsing
for her marriage.