All language subtitles for Chance At Heaven (1933) - English

Only 160 years for a crime like that?

They ought to given him life.

J. C. Crosby, new school head.

His wife was in the
store this morning, Marge.

They're going to the city
for their summer vacation.

That's a funny thing.

City people come here
for the summer, and we go to the...

Now, I told Charlie to
change the price in these ads.

How am I ever going to get
any people into the store when...

well, when my brassieres
are higher than Goldman's?

I told Esther we won't wait any longer.

Everything will be spoiled.
We're going right on without him.

Of course, I know it's
rude, but so is he.

The flies, mother.

- But he's half an hour late.
- Oh, mom, that isn't his fault.

- You know how busy he gets sometimes.
- He might at least have phoned.

- A fine guest, I must say.
- Blacky isn't a guest, mother.

- He's almost a son-in-law.
- Almost a son-in-law is right.

In my time, young lady, a men didn't
take girls out for almost 2 years.

Ma don't go into
that again, mom, please.

I've told you a hundred
times, he likes me.

There's nobody else. Only...

No, he can't get up enough
nerve to ask me to marry him.

Well, can't you coax him into it easy-like?

You don't think your father
gave in without a struggle.

That's right, Marge.

It took your mother almost 3
years to make up my mind.

Fred.

And you deserve lots of credit, mother.

Main 7641.

$1.85, please.

90 cents even.

Hey, pull right up to the next
pump, will you? I'll be right out.

You're on a busy wire, will
you please get off the line?

Tell them you're trying to call a
doctor, that will make them hang up.

Yes, and tell Blacky he's
going to get a cold dinner.

Hello? Hello.

Gorman service station. Oh, hello Mug.

Yeah, I meant to phone and tell you.

- Say, wait a minute, will you?
- Sure.

That's what I thought
happened, mom. He's busy.

It's a sin, coddling that boy this way, once
Marge is married, she'd better stop it.

Not a chance now, Mug.
Oh boy, you ought to see the line.

Ah?

No, that's just it. Al didn't show up.

What?

Your mother's-she is?

Well, square it for me, will you Marge?

- Yeah?
- The way she's feeling now?

You don't expect much, only a miracle.

Ok. But don't worry about it.

Course I do. Goodbye.

So he's not coming
at all? Well, I like that.

Where you going, Marge?

Do you hear me?

Marge?

You go ahead without me, poor Blacky, I bet
he hasn't had a mouthful of food all day.

I'll see you later.

Hey, what are you doing here?

Well, we had a date, didn't we?

And I'm the kind of a
gal that keeps her dates.

- And how do I stand with your mother by now?
- Like this.

And this is you, only she'll get over it.
What time you closing?

- Oh, in a couple hours, I guess.
- May I have the key to your shack?

Shack? Say, that's an estate
any bachelor would be proud of.

- Is your, stove working?
- On all 6.

Well, we'll try it.

Well, pull in your
eyebrows when you light it.

You're telling me. Say, how
would you like the potatoes fixed?

French fried.

You'll take them mashed and like them.

- Yeah? Well, what I'm going to have.
- What?

- Mashed potatoes and like them.
- Well, that's different.

Be there at 8:30, and
wash up or no food.

- See?
- I get it. No washy no eaty.

Don't come in here.

- I got a pass from the owner.
- Oh, no, you don't.

Keep on treating me this way, and one of
these days I'm going to pack up my things

- and go home to mother.
- I know, but this...

this is private.

Sit down.

Thanks, pal, boy,
do these tootsies hurt.

And have I been taking it on the shins.

There ought to be a law making all running
boards the same distance from the ground.

How would you like me to crochet
you a nice little pair of shin guards?

Yeah. And make them baby blue
to match my eyes, will you?

Well...

had a great day today.
I knocked off over 80 bucks.

- Really?
- Yeah.

My favorite food.

Hey, wait a minute. Don't go in there.

Hey.

Oh, don't go in there. It's a surprise.

- Ok. I'm surprised.
- Oh, no, no, no, no.

- Keep your nose out of there.
- Mmm. Chicken pie.

Cream cheese.

Hey...

No messing, now.

Stop it.

Get this all set.

Eddie Kent was in to
see me again today.

Bought that vacant
corner at ninth and main.

Sure is a swell spot, all right.

And not only that. When Garfield boulevard
is paved, we'll get them coming and going.

- Think you can swing it?
- Can I swing it?

Hey, just clamp your
peepers on those figures.

Oh, gee, Blacky, I'm proud of you.

Proud of me?

Say, who nagged and
hollered me into saving?

Who made me buy this shack?
Who dolled it up to look like a million?

Say, if it hadn't been for you, I'd still be
sitting on the curb fanning myself.

You're a swell little number, Mug.

That's mighty white
of you to say that, sailor.

Thanks.

I guess your folks think I'm a washout.

I'm going to give them the surprise
of their lives pretty soon.

How soon, Blacky?

As soon as I crack through
at that station on ninth and main.

Haven't you any other
interests besides gas stations?

Of course I have, you know that.

You wouldn't tell a girl?

Well, you?

Why, Mr. Gorman, your confession
completely sweeps me off my feet.

Now, you know darn well I think
you're one of the smartest, most sensible...

Grandmothers you've ever had.

Ok.

Well, now, as your
grandmother, tell me something.

- Are you in love with anybody?
- No.

Well, that settles that.

Well, isn't there anyone
around here that you could...

- Care for?
- You mean in a big way?

You mean you?
Why, I thought you knew that.

And I'm simply crazy about you, silly.
I suppose that knocks you over.

Oh, Marge, you really mean it?

Ah, gee?

I was going to wait a little while,

I mean, until I had plenty put by for us.

- I thought a couple more gas stations...
- What a man?

Gas on his mind and love in his heart.

And nothing in his stomach.

You know, that's what
this place needs, a woman.

- Any woman, uh?
- No silly, you.

Boy, that's the best
chicken pie ever ate.

- What will be?
- A drop of petrol please.

I'm sorry we don't
sell less than a gallon.

- I mean to say fill it up.
- Right-o.

Maybe he knows where lives
Mrs. Franklyn's house.

Oh, I say, can you tell us here we shall
find Mrs. Franklyn's residence?

No, I'm sorry I can't help
you out, I never heard of her.

She got big house near the big ocean.

- Well, hope she likes our little town.
- I'm sure we don't need to worry.

We'll find it down near
the ocean somewhere.

Ja. Sure.

- That will be 2.94.
- Charge it to Mrs. Franklyn.

What? Hey, wait a minute.

Hey Al, you know Mrs. Franklyn?

Oh, I knew a Mrs. Kelly Franklyn once.

Where she live?

Well, I'm not just quite sure, you see.
She's been dead about 12 years now.

Aren't you mama's great big helper.

Hello, Marge.

- Oh, I'm so sorry.
- That's all right.

- Yes?
- Please.

You better not leave it there.
I'm not very good on the turn.

Think those buildings
over there will be safe?

Do you suppose you could move them just a
trifle? Then I'd be sure to hit them all.

- That will be 1.68.
- Charge it to Mrs. Franklyn.

To who?

- To Mrs. Franklyn, my mother.
- Oh, yeah? Where is your mother?

I don't know.

Would you mind telling
me where she lives?

Why, that's just what
I was going to ask you.

Now, listen here, lady, I'm
trying to run a business.

I can't charge things to people
who don't even know where they live.

Well...

let's see. I can let you have 60 cents, a
key, a beauty shop card, and my compact.

Haven't you any idea of the address?

Is there, a Wadsworth place?

Oh, the three gables?

- The big house on the point at Silver Beach?
- That's it, Silver Beach.

Oh, there's a car full of accents
just went through here for that.

Accents?

Yeah. One was-ist das, one
uh la la, and one cheerio.

- Oh, the servants.
- Yeah.

Now that you know where I live,
would you tell me how to get there?

Well, you go straight down
here till you come to the ocean.

The way you drive, you
can't miss the ocean.

And then you turn to the left.

- Oh, the left.
- No. That's your right.

This is your left.

Well, you just keep bearing to
your left until you come to the house.

Well, thanks very much.
I'm sure I'll find it.

Kind of cute, isn't she?

She sure is. Did you see what
she did to my chaise lounge?

What a reckless driver.

I'll bet she's dangerous, too.

- Look, you're pretty busy. I'll run along.
- Ok, I'll see you tonight honey, about 8:30.

Never mind the gas, buddy.

Where's Mrs. Franklyn's house?

- Is that Mrs. Franklyn?
- Yes.

How do you do, Mrs. Franklyn?
I feel I know you.

I've done a rushing business
in your address today.

Your daughter just drove
by. I think she's swell.

She wrecked my bench, but
I can fix it all right.

You owe me for 22 gallons of gas,

but don't bother to pay me now, I've
opened a charge account in your name.

Hey, buddy.

Excuse me.

Will you tell me where it is?

Yeah. You just go straight
down here to the waterfront

and then keep bearing to
the left. You can't miss it.

Right. Thanks.

Bye Mrs. Franklyn, call again.

- Morning, miss Franklyn.
- Gosh, you got here fast.

Well, speed in the Gorman blood.

My great grandmother was
frightened by Paul revere's horse.

- What else seems to be the matter?
- Well, that jigger there is loose.

It is for a little way, and
then it isn't for a little while.

And then all of a sudden it is again.

Well, that jigger is the front axle,
and it's not loose, it's broken.

You made a perfect shot that time.

Yes, the traffic signal.
Look, it said go at the time.

- Yeah, you're doing Ok.
- How long will it take you to fix it?

Do you expect me to pull a
rabbit out of my hat, too?

- What do you mean?
- Well, this car's got to go to the hospital.

Oh, but I've got to go to
County Club right away, I'm pouring.

Pouring?

- Tea, silly.
- Oh?

Well, I tell you what I'll
send a cab back for you.

Well, why can't I ride with you?

Well, you don't care what you
ride in or who sees you, do you?

Well, if I'm not particular,
why remind me of it?

Come on. Let's go.

All right.

- Sorry, I don't usually start that way.
- I nearly always do.

- Isn't that a grand idea?
- What's that?

No fenders to be dented
when you run into things.

- There's only one car for you.
- What's that? Maybe I'll get it.

Well, got no fenders, no tires and no
headlights, practically unbreakable.

It's called a tank.

- This is lots of fun.
- What, riding in this heap?

Oh, it's not so bad.

Hey, you ought to see the slick little
roadster I have when I step out.

- Step out?
- Sure.

You wouldn't know me in my
tux and wrought-iron shirt.

Where could you go around here?

We got nightclubs and roadhouses
just like you've got in New York.

Gyps and racketeers and everything.
Take the club high tide, for instance.

Can't crack down on that
place with less than a tux.

And you go there often?

Well, it's mostly supportive
of the summer crowds.

Every once in a while us natives feel
like suckers and give ourselves up.

Yeah, I'm not a bad-looking
guy when I'm all dressed up.

- You haven't been dancing with me tonight.
- Uh?

- Ok, I'll bite.
- No, I mean it.

Well, you know darn well I've
danced every number with you.

Not with me, you haven't.

Well, that's the first time 2 little
drinks had ever made you act this way.

Oh, the feet have been dragging
themselves around with little Marge,

the mind has been
stepping out for little Glory.

Me dancing with Glory Franklyn?
Ja, what a laugh.

- Yeah, I'm practically convulsed.
- Don't be silly.

You've been watching that
door ever since we came in.

You have, too, liar.

Well, I don't know what
gives you these goofy ideas.

You've been talking
about her all evening.

Well, all I said was...

not many rich dames would ride in a
truck with a guy in greasy old clothes.

Well, not many dames would.

I've ridden with you when you looked a lot
worse, and I didn't hear any cheering.

Well, you've seen me
dressed up. She hasn't.

Which gives her something
to live for, doesn't it?

- What did that set you back, 4 bucks?
- And a half.

Tired, honey? Well, we'll finish
this drink and then blow.

- Oh, look at that crowd.
- What did I tell you, Sid?

The whole town is out tonight.

- Still want to go?
- Whatever you say.

- Good evening, sir. A table for two?
- Well, whatever you say.

Step this way.

How's this one?

I don't like it. It's
too near the orchestra.

Sorry sir, it's the
best I can do right now.

Why don't you ask them to join us?

What for?

Well, I've heard so much about
her, I'd like to meet her.

And you can talk oil
and gas to her boyfriend.

Go on.

I have got a nice table
right over here in the corner.

Well, I'd rather go home.

- How do you do?
- Oh, hello.

I haven't hit anything
for 3 whole days.

Well, we'll have to get
some kind of a medal for you.

This is Mr. Larrick, Mr. Gorman.

- How do you do?
- How do you do?

We have an awfully nice table
over here. Won't you join us?

We'd love to.

Perhaps we'd better not.

Oh, miss Harris would
like to have you. Really.

Oh, that's very sweet
of her. Come on, Sid.

Miss Harris, may I
present miss Franklyn?

- How do you do?
- How do you do?

And mister...

- I'm sorry, I forgot your name.
- Larrick.

- Mr. Larrick, miss Harris.
- How do you do? Won't you sit down?

We drove in the open car.
My hair must be a sight.

No, looks swell.

Let's make faces. Come with me
and I'll show you where is.

Was sweet of you to
ask us over, miss Harris.

Oh, don't call me miss Harris.

It's so woolen-underweary.
Marge is the name.

And mine's Glory.

Sid says I use too much, you think so?

No, Blacky is the same way.

These conquering males
are certainly finicky.

Especially when you're engaged to them.

- You're telling me.
- Oh, are you, are you engaged?

Oh, so are we.

How's that, Marge?

The boyfriend will think that's grand.

Going to be married soon?

Oh, one of these fine Sundays, when
Blacky can divorce himself from his work.

He's lots of fun, isn't he?
And very attractive.

Yeah, if he were
mine I'd marry him fast.

- You mean before he fell for somebody else?
- Or somebody else fell for him.

Well, he's the type, all right,
but that's the chance you take.

I wouldn't, I mean if
I were engaged to him.

Mine isn't going to be one of those
hit and run marriages, no ma'am.

No wedding bells for baby until the blushing
bridegroom has made up his mind for keeps.

Of course, I hope he has.

My, what a cute lipstick.

- With a watch.
- Like it?

Oh, it's a honey.

- Have a cigarette?
- No, thanks.

I have these made to order.

I require an extra mild cigarette.

Well, if this makes you dizzy
or anything, just let me know.

- Oh, what lovely music, shall we dance?
- Fine, all right.

I'm not very good at fox trots.
I hope you don't mind.

I know. You want to surprise me.

It was a kick at that. Me dancing
with a million bucks worth of class.

Hey, wait a minute, Marge.

- I guess I'm just a big sap.
- No, you're not. You're just human.

I want you to be that way.

Only Blacky, don't ever,
ever try to hold out on me.

- Always tell me things.
- Everything is going to be all right, Mug.

You just said so yourself.

Now listen honey, Glory Franklyn
doesn't mean a thing, and you know it.

You and I are going to be
married just like I told you.

Why, there isn't a guy in this town that
wouldn't give his right eye to be in my shoes.

You can trot rings around
Glory Franklyn or anybody else, see?

No, I can't, but...

I love to hear you say so.

You can trot rings around
Glory Franklyn or anybody else.

I'm afraid I've ruined
your nice new bench.

Don't be afraid, you have.

The next one is going to be made out
of iron with a red light and a bell on it.

It's those darn brakes.
Can you fix them for me?

No, I'm afraid you'll have
to take it to a garage.

Here's the best place in town.

Fella named Brody, he's a
friend of mine, he'll take care of you.

Oh.

- Isn't that a darling little house?
- Yeah, I think it is.

Yours?

Are you going to live there?
You and Marge?

Well, if she doesn't lose
her nerve and run out on me.

- Gee, some girls are lucky.
- Well, you don't have it so tough.

That's what you think, I
have anything in the world I want.

No, if you haven't you can
have it ordered, sent C.O.D.

Yes, but when it comes,
do you know what it'll be?

No. What?

Something that mother and her silly old
adviser staff decided that's best for me.

- Gee, that doesn't seem right.
- Of course it's not right.

I don't want every moment
of my life planned for me.

And I'm sick of seeing the same old
people and going to same old places.

And listening to same old
cut and dry talk day in, day out.

Every time I complained, it's
Glory, we know what's best for you.

Best for me?

Well, why don't you run out
on them. Give them the air.

You don't know mother.

I can't do anything I want to do.

Why can't I get something out
of life like other girls do?

Well, now, don't you
let her get you down.

Everything will be all right when you and
you and the boyfriend get hitched.

It's pretty soon now, isn't it?

Oh, I don't know.

They're even planning that for me.

Well now, don't you worry.
All your troubles will be over then.

You'll be on your own, and
you can tell them all to go to...

What's the matter?
Did I say something wrong?

Oh, I don't want to marry Sid Larrick.

Oh, you poor kid, you'll be all right.

Ah, that's all right.

I think you'd feel a lot
better if you came inside.

- I feel a whole lot better now.
- Well, you'll feel more comfortable in here.

Here you are, just sit right down there.

You try and relax.

- Will you get me a drink of water?
- Sure.

There you are. You ought to drink lots
of water. It's great for the, for the system.

Got a cigarette?

There you are.

There you are. Now you're all set.

I'm sorry I've been such a nuisance.

You've been awfully sweet.

- Hello, Marge. Hiya.
- Hello, Blacky.

- Hello, Glory.
- How are you?

Well I, I must rush along.

I've been having some
trouble with my brakes.

- Don't forget to ask for Chick Brody.
- Oh, thanks. I will.

If you'll wait just a few
minutes, I'll drive you down.

Oh, that's all right. Well, goodbye.

- Goodbye.
- Goodbye, Glory.

Better wipe your lip.

Isn't your shade at all.

Ah now listen, Marge. Isn't what
you think it is. Honest, it isn't.

She came in to see me about
her brakes, they're bad.

Bad brakes for her
but a good break for you.

I didn't know whether you wanted
mayonnaise or French dressing.

What were you saying?

Well, well, she started
telling me her troubles and

well she's just a kid and
her mother and that gang ride her.

She was so darn unhappy the first thing
I knew she was crying on my shoulder.

Gee, I didn't know what to do.

You didn't do so bad.
Your lunch is ready.

I acted like a sap, all right.

But it doesn't mean a thing.

Let's forget it.

You can't forget it, Blacky.

I don't know what you're talking about.

You'll be crazier about her than ever.

And you're plenty cuckoo over her now.

Listen Marge, we're all set to get married.
Does that sound like I was stuck on her?

It sounds like a nice kid who
made up his mind to keep his word.

But we're not going through with it.

You wouldn't want to be tied to me and
in love with somebody else, would you?

But it isn't that.

In the first place, Glory and
I are in two different worlds.

Why she wouldn't have
me in a million years.

But suppose she would.

Oh, we're talking like
a couple of fools.

Listen, Mug, we're going to
get married today, right now.

You get this, Blacky.

Marrying me isn't going to get
Glory out of your head, see?

I wouldn't want you that way.

I love you, but if I'm to be hurt,
I'd much rather take it now than later.

- Gee, Marge, I...
- She's got an awful crush on you.

Why she'd take you in a minute.

You know what it mean?

A shortcut Blacky, to
everything you wanted.

It's there, waiting for you.

A chance at heaven.

Better grab it.

We'll still be friends, always I hope.

You have to have someone to
talk to about your oil and gas and...

where to put the air compressor.

And I'll still want to listen.

The next place I visit is all
going to be on one floor.

- These stairs are getting me down.
- Hope it wears down your resistance.

- We've been looking all over for you two.
- What luck? Did you find them?

No, we gave up the search.
We looked and looked and looked.

Well, I never saw a man require
so much lipstick just looking.

Fresh.

What report on Glory
and her local Tarzan?

We didn't see them.

He must have gathered her up
and swung into the treetops.

I can't say I blame Glory.

- What shoulders.
- Oh.

Hey, Betty, they're out on
the terrace, come on.

- It looks like a touchdown, it isn't?
- It is a touchdown.

What have they talked about?

I mean after they exhaust
the subject of gas and oil.

- They're not talking.
- How do you know?

Well, if I had him out there on a night
like this, there wouldn't be any talking.

Please, miss Bruce, there
are gentlemen present.

Scotch and soda, sir.

Oh, yes. Come along you peeping Toms,
we've got a lot of drinking to do.

Ok.

I don't feel any happier
about it than you do.

Service station Romeo.

Well, it certainly places
me in an awkward position.

Oh, my dear Sid.

He was invited here...

so that he could be made to understand
how thoroughly out of place he is.

After tonight, there will be no more
trouble from him, I reassure you.

Blacky...

You seem so, so quiet. Anything wrong?

It's that view, you
ever see anything like it?

That's odd, I never noticed it before.

You're crazy.
Why, you get this every night.

They don't pull in
those trees and that sky.

I never saw those trees
and that sky before.

Oh, what do you look
at when you sit out here?

Those lights way over
there in the distance.

- Oh, Pleasure Park.
- What's that?

A place where us common herd go
when we want to have a good time.

- What do you do there?
- You're kidding?

No. I'm serious.

Oh, you know, there's a scenic railway,
goes way down and then up again.

And there's a Ferris wheel
that goes around.

Then there's sort of a scooter, shakes
you up and down worse than my truck.

Another lots of other things.

It's not much fun, though.

I've always wanted to go
to one of those places.

I don't get you.

Here you are sitting here looking
at those lights wanting to be there.

You think it' would be fun.

And I'll bet you right
now they're sitting there...

looking at these
lights wishing they were here.

It's funny.

Blacky...

- Will you take me to Pleasure Park sometime?
- Any time you say.

- Can we go there more than once?
- Every night if you want to.

- For how long?
- As long as you want.

You really mean it?

I'll get my things.

And every time I ask Glory
to set a date she keeps putting me off.

Well, you can't bully
her into marriage.

She's a romantic child,
and you've got to humor her.

- Well, what ought I to do?
- But, make love to her.

Oh yes, of course.

And just what do you think
would be the best way?

Well, go downstairs and find her...

take her out on the veranda with you,
let her look at the trees and the sky...

- and then tell her how much you love her.
- And after that?

After that?

Why-why, you sweep her off her feet.

All right, I'll sweep her off her feet.

Say, we've been trailing you two all day.
Just want to get a couple of pictures of you.

Won't you step over a little further?
Just a little further, don't be bashful, now.

- Here they come.
- We got them at last.

Don't be bashful. These are
all famous photographers.

Right-right-right there.
There they are, boys.

Now, look at them and smile.
You know, a great big honey-dovey smile.

Ok, hold it a second.
Now put your arm around her.

That's the idea. Now give her
one of them my itsy-bitsy bride smiles.

Now one for me, please. Hold her hand.

No, no, no, look at him
as if you was gaga.

No, more gaga.

There. That's it.

Got it.

Are you going to live here
or at the three gables?

Is it true that you were
engaged to Sid Larrick?

If I'd married Sid, there just have
been a stuffy old church wedding...

instead of reporters,
movies, and everything.

Say shrimp, when you married me,
you hooked up with front-page stuff.

Have you spoken to your
mother since you married?

Would you mind telling me, Mrs. Gorman,
what you wore at the wedding?

What did I wear?

Well now, it seems to me
it was some kind of a dress.

Isn't it fun?

Oh, I'll get that.

Oh, listen fellas, we just got in, we're
plenty tired, so if you'll excuse us...

Wait just a minute now, it'll only take
a second, just a couple of more questions.

How many gallons of gasoline did
she ask you for when you first met?

Well, I tell you what. If you give me
about an hour to wash up and change,

I'll meet you at the gas
station and tell you the works.

- Right-O.
- Ok.

Boy, are those babies
a nosy bunch of guys.

- Who phoned?
- Marge, she called up to congratulate us.

I asked her to come over.

Oh gee, honey, don't you
think it's kind of funny?

Why?

I like her and I hope she likes me. I don't
see why we can't continue to be friends.

- You like the house?
- Is it really ours, do we own it?

It's not very much,
but it has no plaster on it.

Ah, don't worry darling,
we'll have it put on later..

Yeah. I know.

Dust is kind of sacred to
that cleaning gal of mine.

But we'll get a regular maid
who will do all the work.

I'm taking care of
this place from now on.

When I think we can
afford a maid, we'll get one.

- Oh, but...
- Until then, a cleaning woman once a week.

And I'll pick her out.

And you don't mean to tell me you're going to
put those pretty little hands in dishwater.

That's exactly what I'm going to do.

But darling, you didn't marry a guy
with one foot in the poor house.

- I got some money saved.
- Oh, I got a plan, too.

This is a very charming home...

but it will be even more
beautiful after it's all done over.

Done over? You mean all 4 rooms?

Oh Blacky, can't you just see
this room all cream and scarlet?

And the entrance hall...

Oh, I forgot. There isn't any.

- Well, we can have one easy enough.
- Ah, never mind, darling.

We'll take the
dining room, and we'll...

- Well, I will let you get us a doorbell.
- That must be Marge.

Hello, Marge.

Well, well, well, if it isn't the old
married man of the mountains himself.

Funny. You haven't
changed a single bit.

Well, I pulled out all the
gray hairs just before you came.

Hello, Marge.

How's the child bride? Anything
you'd like to whisper in my ear?

- Oh say, I brought you a present.
- Oh, Marge, you shouldn't have.

Oh, it's nothing much, but it's the
one thing you do need in this house.

It's just outside the door, Blacky.

Must be marvelous.

Oh, that's exactly what
we do need, thanks, Marge.

Well, when I heard you were back and
I thought of that poor little icebox...

with the sun beating down
on it for hours and hours...

I thought it's little throat
might need cooling.

To say nothing of mine.
I got to put this to work.

Gee Marge, you're a swell sport.

Makes me feel as if I'd done
something kind of sneaky.

Oh, you precious infant.

You know, I really
didn't do it deliberately.

I just couldn't help it.

You're telling me?

That's what he does to all us females.

I like you, Marge, a lot.

I want you to like me.

I think you're a swell kid.

Coming up, service with a smile.

Oh, that's a short one.
That's for Glory.

Since when can't I hold
my liquor like a lady?

Here's to you, and may trouble never
darken your door, any of them.

Blacky, what are we going to do?

Well, we're married now,
it's too late to do anything.

Since when does marriage
make it too late for anything?

- Won't you come in, Mrs. Franklyn?
- Mother...

- How do you do, Mrs. Franklyn?
- How you do?

Mother, this is miss Harris.

How do you do? Mrs. Franklyn,
happy to meet you.

Miss Harris.

Oh, Blacky, fix mother a highball.

- All right.
- No, thank you.

Well, I guess I'd better be going.

Goodbye, Glory. Come and
see me soon, won't you?

- I'd love to.
- Goodbye, Mrs. Franklyn.

- Oh, Blacky, you needn't bother.
- Oh, that's all right.

Oh, Glory, Glory, how could you do such
a heartless thing to your poor mother?

- Now, mother.
- I'll never get over it.

Never, as long as I live.

Here. Take a sip.
It will make you feel better.

Darling, there's nothing to cry about.

Blacky is the sweetest, most
adorable thing in the world.

And for the first time in my life,
I'm genuinely happy.

I know what's best for you, child.
Now you've ruined your life completely.

- Oh, it's dreadful.
- Oh, it isn't, and you know it isn't.

Don't you want me to be happy?
Well, I am.

If you only knew how much.

Well, it's done now.

I suppose I shall have
to make the most of it.

Darling, I knew you'd be sweet about it.

Gee Mrs. Franklyn, I'm
sorry our marriage upset you.

I, I guess we should have
let you in on it, but...

well, I was so darn crazy about
Glory when she said she'd marry me, I...

well, it couldn't have been too soon.

Now I guess we shouldn't...

Anyway, I'll break my neck trying
to make her happy, honest I will.

I hope so.

I'm sure you will.

Now we must decide what
you're going to do with yourself.

Who, me? Oh, I'm all set.

- Well, I'm afraid you don't understand.
- I'm afraid you don't.

You see, I don't just work
in the gas station, I own it.

Yes, I know, but I mean we must find some
suitable occupation for you in New York.

We're not going to New York.
We're staying here.

Why, you can't bury yourself in this
small town. Why, it's preposterous.

Well, I suppose this sounds like
Chamber of Commerce stuff, but...

we've the healthiest climate in the state.
I've got a good business here and it's steady.

I hope to own a flock
of gas stations someday.

And someday I'm going to
be head man in this burg.

Why, you mind
living here, do you, Glory?

Oh, I love it. We're going to
have the whole house done over.

- And this room is going to be...
- You're only a child.

And mother knows what's best for you.
I insist that you live in New York.

Now, wait a minute.

- Glory stays right here.
- I know what's best for Glory.

- She happens to be my daughter.
- She also happens to be my wife.

And I have a few ideas
of my own on that subject.

Glory stays here, and that's that.

Some baggage for you.

Well, you must have the wrong
house. No trunks coming here.

Oh, wait, I sent a few things over for Glory.
I thought you might need them, dear.

My mistake buddy, bring it in.

There we are. Put it right over there.

Fine.

- Here. Here.
- Oh, we could put one right here, too.

Easy does it.

- Can you make it?
- Oh, yes.

Oh, dear, I must fly now,
I'm late for my massage.

- Goodbye, dear.
- Goodbye, dear.

Oh, dear, dear.

- Well, goodbye...
- Blacky is the name, so long.

- Where do you want this one?
- Well, right there is all right, I guess.

You midget, for a minute, I
thought something had happened.

Something has happened. Come
and see all the work I've done.

Well, that oughtn't to take long.

Oh see, how's they cute.
I did all those.

Why, you little toadstool.

Oh, I missed a little there but
I can get it off with your razor.

And I put six of them right
up here, aren't they cute?

Yeah.

What the...

Hey, what are you doing here?

Well, Glory phoned me and
asked me to come right over.

And when I got here, I found the little
woman in the middle of the floor crying,

with a can of paint beside her as big as she
is crying because she couldn't get the lid off.

So I started doing this
to make her stop.

What you think of it?

Isn't it beautiful? Help Marge down.

- All right.
- I'll take this.

Here we go.

Blacky, you can finish.

- Oh, not me.
- Can't you paint?

Oh well, I can get paint on and
off a brush if that's what you mean.

But my arm is tired from
signing autographs all day.

Boy, and has business jumped.

Say, they've been coming from miles and
miles just to see the nasty old oil man...

who married the pretty blond heiress.

Well, I see you got rid of the trunks.
What you do with them?

- We put them in the cellar.
- In the cellar?

- Say, did you two dig a cellar?
- No, in Marge's cellar.

- Oh, well, Glory, we can't do that.
- Why not? Where else was there to put them?

Well, I can just imagine your mother
when she bumps her shins into one of them.

- Why the miniatures?
- Because I thought they were so cunning.

They'll just match this
room when it's finished.

- About the same size.
- I got them at the 5 and 10.

And some silver material for the drapes.

And Blacky, I saw the most
wonderful rug for our bedroom.

At the 5-and-10?

- No, crossy. Isn't he cute?
- Ah, cut that out.

He's just like a husband. They
always come home cranky from work.

- When will get here?
- I didn't buy it yet.

I have to save for it
out of the house money.

Now, listen here.

Anyone would think to hear you talk
I was a pauper, I got a bank balance.

And I want you to get anything you want.

But stay out of the 5 and 10.

Oh, Blacky, don't you know how to play?

Play?

Why, sure I know how
to play. Come on, Marge.

♪ London bridge is falling down
falling down falling down ♪

♪ London bridge is falling down,
my fair lady ♪

That's funny, she didn't even say goodbye.
Wonder what's the matter with her?

You must think I'm an awful pest, Marge dear,
but the new furniture arrived this morning,

and I'm so anxious to surprise
Blacky. I want to cook the dinner.

- Something he especially likes.
- Well, that would be chicken pie.

Oh, it sounds complicated.

You suppose you could
tell me how to make it?

Sure, It's very simple, first you get a nice,
fat chicken and then you draw it-,

oh, I couldn't do that.

Well of course, you can get the butcher
to do it, only I like to do it myself.

You see, I like to render the fat and
do things with the gizzard and liver.

Let's skip that, maybe
I better write it down.

All right, go ahead.

Oh, you boil it first.

Then you what?

Wait a minute Marge, I'm all mixed up,
I don't know whether you said

4 cups of baking powder
and a teaspoon of flour or...

I think I'd better come
over and make it for you.

I'll stop and get the chicken, too.

Goodbye.

It'll be the first
year I haven't had a new one.

Blacky says maybe next year.

He wants me to keep this one and
get new tires and top and new paint.

He said it will be just like new.

Oh, is it finished already?

Not quite, dear. Need a little baking.

Here I meant to watch
every move you made.

How did I ever get so sidetracked?

Gosh Marge, I'll just
never learn to cook things.

Why are you so nice?

After all, you know...

we really shouldn't be
such good friends.

Oh Glory Gorman, you're a goose.

You know very well I'm always ready
to help you any time you need me.

All I want is to see
you two kids happy.

Now, you turn the oven
regulator to 450...

and leave it that way for 15 minutes.

And then you turn it to 350
and leave it that way till...

6:30 but not a minute longer.

No. I won't.

Well, I better make sure.

Well Mr. Gorman, how do you
like your nice new living room?

Gee, it's swell.

- Oh, bread and butter.
- Bread and butter?

- See the new picture?
- Yeah.

Isn't it grand?

Oh, you don't like it?

Oh, sure I do. I think it's a knockout.

What you do with the old one?

I put it out in the garage
with your old slippers.

Come right over here and
sit down in your nice easy chair...

and put on your new slippers and relax.

I'll call you when dinner's ready.

This is what I call solid comfort.

Hey, where's the fire?

You have to get out.

Well, I just thought I'd try
and help you out with the dinner.

Well, you can see if the salt
and pepper is on the table.

All right.

Everything is Ok, general.

You can take those in and serve them
and I'll be right over with the rest.

All right.

- Boy, chicken pie.
- I hope you like it.

Sure smells good.

Get going, honey, don't wait for me.

That's the best chicken pie I ever ate.

Oh, hello, Marge.

What? You sounded rather
excited over the phone.

What's the matter? Your
house on fire or something?

I feel pretty shaky.

Oh gin. Could I have a drink?

I thought you'd be crying for some.

Go on, sit down. Make
yourself over at our house.

What will you have it with?

Ginger ale or ginger ale?

I'll just take mine straight.

Quit kidding the bartender.

No, I do want it straight.

Rub it in your hair if you like.

Thanks.

I don't see how you
can drink it that way.

Well, if Dr. Jamieson had told
you what he just told me...

you'd take a good drink, too.

Glory...

Really?

Well, aren't you thrilled?

Oh, I'm scared to death.

But, does Blacky know?

Well, I haven't told anyone yet.

Oh, I'm so afraid.

Well, I guess everyone is at first.

But think how wonderful it would be.

Why, Blacky would be the
happiest boy in the world.

Yes, but what about me?

Oh Marge, I'm such a coward.

I can't bear to suffer.

Suffer?

Why, you talk as if you're the only woman
in the world who's going to have a baby.

Well, you talk as if
it's fun to have one.

Well, of course it isn't fun at
first but think of afterward.

Why, darling it'll be the grandest
fun you've ever had in your life.

Imagine an adorable little baby
all your own to take care of.

A little Blacky to bathe
and feed and undress and hold.

You'll be the happiest
woman in the world...

and Blacky will love you to death.

- How about another slug, eh?
- Oh, I'll just take plain water.

Ok, doc.

- Ok, papa.
- Eh?

Congratulations, what you
going to name it, Junior?

What?

Hey, what's the joke?

Well, I sure must be getting
dumb. What's so funny?

Haven't you heard?
You're going to have a baby.

I'm going to have a...

Why, it's all over town.
Everybody knows about it.

Yeah, everybody but me.

Why, you're only a child yourself.

You haven't the faintest conception
of what you'd have to go through.

I'm your mother, darling.

I am only thinking of your happiness.

You must go to New York with me.

Say, half-pint, what's
all this talk I'm hearing?

What talk?

Well, can you beat that?

There's a rumor around town
that I'm going to be a daddy.

Is there anything to it, honey?

Ah gee, darling.

How come you never told me?

I bet you knew all about it.

Why shouldn't I? I'm her mother.

And I've just been telling Glory...

Yes, I can guess what
you've been telling her.

- Now you let me tell you something.
- No Blacky, please.

Ok. I'm sorry.

How long have you been here?

About 2 hours.

Will you do me a favor?

Will you step into the other
room for about 5 minutes?

I want to tell my wife
how much I love her.

Hear that?

Salting away all my small change.

Going to start a
bank account for the offspring.

First thing you know, that guy will be born
with a gold spoon in his mouth just like you.

Just like you.

Blacky...

Glory and I've been talking things over
and I'm leaving for New York tomorrow.

And I think she should
come along with me.

I thought we had all that settled.

Blacky, I know that you love Glory.

Well, that's one of the few
things you and I agree on.

And I know that you want to do everything
possible to make her happy and comfortable.

Check.

Well then, don't you see that it would be
better for her to be in New York with me?

Where she'd have every creature
comfort and convenience...

and where she'd have her own mother to
give her proper care and the finest doctors.

This doctor I got is a baby shark.

Why, all he does is have babies.

He sets you back 250 bucks just
to tell you you're going to have one.

We'd have found
that out ourselves in time.

I don't doubt that your
doctor is satisfactory.

But think of all the other
things I could do for Glory.

Things that you couldn't
possibly do for her here.

And I know that you want Glory
to have the best of everything.

Do you want to go, honey?

Well, the change might do me some good
and it would make mama awfully happy.

Ok, only don't stay too long.

Hello. Mignon? This is Mr. Gorman.
I want to speak to Mrs. Gorman.

I say this is Mr. Gorman, I want to
speak to Mrs. Gorman. Is she there?

She isn't?

Well, what time will she be back?

I say what time will she be back?

Oh, she's leaving New York?

She's got her things all packed?

Well all right, never mind.

Hello, Marge, old gal.

Well, did a rich uncle die
and leave you a million?

Better than that. Glory is coming home.

Well, did she wire you?

I think she wants to surprise me.

- Well, how did you find out?
- I just talked to New York.

I got kind of worried, and I,
well, I didn't talk to Glory...

but Mignon said she was leaving New York.

You're wrong, Blacky. She's leaving New York
all right, but she's not coming here.

Well, what do you mean?

She's going to California.

To California?

Yeah, I just got a wire from her mother
telling me to ship her trunks there.

Keep an eye on things
till I get back, will you?

I'm hopping off for New York.

I'm Mr. Gorman.

Hello Blacky.

- Have a cigarette.
- No, thanks.

Well, do sit down.

You won't believe it, but packing
boxes are very comfortable.

I came to see Glory.

Well, I didn't flatter myself into thinking
that you made this trip to see me.

Glory will be here in a moment.

Blacky...

you'll find her quite grown up.

- She's changed.
- Yeah?

She's learned a great deal
in these past few months.

What are you trying
to tell me, Mrs. Franklyn?

You made a mistake
in coming here, Blacky.

What do you mean?

Glory is not going back with you.

If you've been putting any
ideas in her head, I'll...

Blacky, you must be sensible.
We'll arranged everything quietly.,

And you'll give Glory
what she wants, her freedom.

- Glory want that?
- Yes.

- I'll believe it when she tells me.
- Hello, Blacky.

Hello, half-pint.

- Gee honey, I'm glad to see you.
- Don't Blacky, please.

I should've written to you Blacky and told
you the truth, I'm sorry I didn't but I just-

Well, I couldn't, I guess.

I didn't want to hurt you, you've
been so sweet and maybe, well...

Blacky, I'm a coward.

I don't get you, honey.

I didn't have the courage to
tell you that it's all over.

- But it isn't, can't you see...
- Oh, I can see.

I can see how selfish I've been.

But, Blacky, you married
the wrong kind of a girl.

- Oh, no, I didn't, honey.
- Yes, you did.

I found myself.

This is my life right here.

With my friends and with my mother.

But that's what you never liked.

I thought I didn't like it, Blacky.

I thought it would be fun living in
your bungalow the rest of my life.

But I was wrong.

Oh, it isn't your fault.

You were very sweet.

You tried.

Then let's give it another chance.

- Come back for just a little while, we'll...
- No, Blacky. It's all over.

Well, what about the baby?

Blacky, your Dr. Jamieson was wrong.

Good evening Mr. Gorman,
You're just in time for dinner.

Marge?

- How you know I'd be here?
- I got word by pony express.

You better get in there and wash up. I hardly
know you with those singes in your hair.

Oh Marge, you're just trying to...

You seem to have forgotten
where they do the washing.

It's in there.

What's the matter?

Mama's little boy afraid of the dark?

Well, mama will take you right
in so the bogeyman won't get you.

Here's the water. There's the soap.

- And a nice, fresh towel.
- Gee honey, won't you listen?

Sorry, the water is
making too much noise.

Honey, I don't know what to say, I...

Well, for a guy who doesn't know what to
say you're certainly using plenty of words.

You know, I've been thinking the
last few weeks what a sap I've been.

- Now I got thinking about you...
- And what a sap I've been.

But if you say that, Blacky Gorman, your
life isn't worth the paper it's written on.

Ah gee Marge, can't you see
what I'm trying to tell you?

I can see a lot of food getting cold
if you don't park yourself at that table.

- Oh, but I've got to tell you.
- I know what you're going to tell me.

Once upon a time, a knight
rode away on a cloud with a princess.

But one day the princess pulled
the cloud out from under him...

and he fell right smack
dab on his, well...

The good thing he wasn't wearing armor.

It's funny how a good kick in the
pants will make a guy's head work.

What the boy didn't know was
that the local Cinderella loved him.

And she wanted him to be happy.

And boy, is she happy.
Now will you go ahead and eat?

Gee, that's the
best chicken pie I ever ate.