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( epic, dramatic theme playing )

( romantic theme playing )

( train whistle blows )

Hello, Meeber.

Morning, Tom.

I wanna buy a ticket to Chicago.

You going to Chicago?

Not me.

Another one of my girls.

Round-trip?

No.

One-way.

Goodbye, Mama.

( train bell clanging )

Goodbye, Papa.

Goodbye, Carrie.

Say goodbye to Sister Carrie.

Bye, Carrie.

Goodbye, Maudie.

Remember the things we said.

CONDUCTOR:
All aboard.

( sweeping theme playing )

( train whistle toots )

( train chugging )

( train whistle blows )

Let me help you with that.

( strains slightly )

Thank you.

Welcome.

( train whistle blows )

Were you visiting
in Columbia City?

I live there.

( mock surprise ): No.

Why, you look
like you just stepped

right off Michigan Boulevard.

Did they tell you
not to talk to strangers?

You know, everybody's a stranger

till you meet them.

( train roaring past,
whistle blowing )

( loudly ):
Almost got run over,
didn't you?

Allow me to introduce myself.

It's pronounced "Drouet."
My father was French.

Charles S. Drouet.
S for smiles.

Charlie to his friends.

That's engraved.

That's nothing.
Forget it.

Run your thumb over that.

Go ahead.

DROUET: Huh?

Oh, keep it.

I got plenty of them.

It's a nice thing

to stick in your bureau mirror

with the dance programs,
picture postcards.

Hey, let me show you
a trick I learned

my first year on the road.

( whistles jauntily )

( whistles )

( train whistle blows )

( train chugging )

Minnie, my sister,

went to Chicago
without knowing a soul.

Then she met Sven.

He's in the stockyards.

And they got married.

Now she's got a little boy,

and they live in a flat

with gas and running water.

Hmm. Did all right, huh?

Oh, yes. You should
see her letters.

And you're off
to do the same, huh?

I can do better than Minnie.

I went through school.

Yeah...

and lookin' like you do
ain't going to hurt any.

CONDUCTOR:
South Chicago.

No, that's not us.
That's the slums.

It's South Chicago.

That's where
they told me to get off.

Well, I don't know
where you live.

Goodbye, Mr. Drouet.

( bell clanging )

( machinery
humming and whirring )

( lunch bell rings )

( machinery quiets )

Here you are, Sven.

Hello, Gussie.

( coos )

I walked home, LaSalle Street.

If you walked home
to save the fare,

you shouldn't.

I told you you could take it
out of the board money.

( water running )

You'll scrub the skin off.

I wish I could.

Oh, Minnie, I hate my job.

I could be there 100 years

and never have
anything to show for it.

I can't even
buy a coat for winter.

( gurgles )

I haven't got what to stake you,
Carrie.

If you want a stake,
you gotta work for it.

But no matter what you make,

I gotta have $5 board money.

( machinery humming )

They're always stacked high
in front of you.

Keep it moving, will you?

The light's so bad
I can't see my fingers.

Do you want to give up
your machine?

( screams )

( machinery grinding )

Take your foot
off the pedal, you fool!

( moaning in pain )
Hold it there.

Don't try to get it out.

Don't pull.

Turn that wheel slow.

Oh...

Oh...

Oh...

All right, there it is.

Just went through the nail.

Everybody back to your machines.

Nothing serious.

Wash the dirt off that
and take the day off.

Stop at my desk on the way out.

Yes, sir.

( machinery humming )

It ain't a bad one, Carrie.

Here's a dollar.
A whole day's pay.

You can keep the change.

Sign this release.

Make an X if you can't write.

I'll let you know
when to come back.

You don't know where I live.

I'll find out.

Hey, you, come over here.

Have you got an apron?

Oh, yes, sir.

Follow me.

Want me to take you
home, Carrie?

How can I go home?

I'm fired.

I've gotta find
another job right away.

Thank you, Anna.

He's coming right down.

Thank you.

Oh, I know My apples *

But, girlie You're a peach *

( whistles )

Oh, hello.

Hello, Sally.

Skidoo.

Where you been keeping yourself?

Out at my sister's.

Is that a fact?

You know,

I've been thinking
a lot about you, Sally,

but I've been busier here
than a scalded dog.

My name's Carrie.

Carrie Meeber.

Well, of course, Carrie.

I just wanted to see
if you knew.

Mr. Drouet--

Oh, oh,

Charlie's the name,
charm's the game.

What's up?

Would there be work
here in your company?

For you?

Yes. I...

I lost my job this morning.

Oh, no, no,
they don't hire girls.

I've been all over the city.

I...

I just can't find anything.

Hey, you look
pretty whipped, Carrie.

This is not the girl
that I saw on that train.

I...

I've been working
in a shoe factory.

I...

I got my finger
caught in the machine

this morning. I--

You did?

I just don't know what to do.

Carrie, that's no work for you.

Does it hurt?

Not very much.

Let me see it.

Come on, give me your hand.

I wanna give you something.

Here's $10.

Oh, no.

Take it. Take it.

Buy yourself
something nice to wear.

You look for a job like that,

they'll hand you a broom.

I could never pay it back.

Not if you don't take it,
you can't.

I'll take half of it.

No, no, never take
half of anything.

Now, look, this'll
see you through

till you get a job again.

Now, listen to me,

I've got some things
to finish up here

before we close.

I want you to go home,
wash your face.

You got something else
to wear, haven't you?
Yes.

Well, put it on.

You and I'll see
Chicago tonight, huh?

Have you been to Fitzgerald's?

No, of course not.

I'm gonna buy you
the best meal in town.

Now, you meet me there
at 7:00 tonight.

Fitzgerald's, it's on Adams.

Everybody knows it.
Take a hack.

Seven o'clock.

Carrie, you won't be able
to work at the machines

with that hand.

Why weren't you more careful?

What's Sven gonna say?

It's all right, Minnie.

He didn't dock me.

He gave me two weeks' salary

in advance.

Here.

I'm gonna give this
to Sven tonight.

Where'd you get that?

( melancholy string theme
playing )

The boss gave it to me.

My things.

Who brought them?

Anna Youngkowski.

You were fired.

Who gave you the money, Carrie?

You're going home
tomorrow, Carrie.

I didn't do anything wrong.

It... It was a loan.

From a man?

Yes.

Sven won't take
that kind of money.

And if you do,

you'll regret it all your life.

( hopeful string theme playing )

( lively conversation )

( graceful waltz theme playing )

Miss. Oh, miss.

( pounding on bar )

Out.

Out, please.

Can I help you?

I...

I don't know.

I'm supposed to meet someone.

Do you see him here?

No.

You'll probably find him
in the restaurant.

There?

Yes, but I don't think
I'd walk through the bar

if I were you.

Oh, I'm sorry.

The entrance is right next door.

There you are.

Thank you.

( bright, elegant theme
playing )

A little thing like that
kind of breaks the monotony.

( chuckles )

I'm sorry, we do not seat
unescorted ladies, miss.

I don't want to sit down.

I want to leave a message.

Yes. What is it?

Well, would you tell
Mr. Drouet,

Mr. Charlie Drouet,

that I couldn't come?

That I can't meet him,

and I couldn't wait to tell him?

And if you'll give this
back to him.

What is it, Louis?

I don't know.

Who were you meeting?

Mr. Drouet,
Charlie Drouet.

Well, let's see if he's here.

No, he isn't. I'm early.

Well, maybe he's early.

He should be.

Shall we look?

Well, it would be better

if I could just leave this.

Were you going to
have dinner here?

Yes, I was.

Well, why don't you wait.

It's a very good restaurant.

Oh, I know.

It looks it.

Carrie.

Hello.

You got here early.

Good evening,
Mr. Hurstwood.

Mr. Drouet,
good evening.

Say, you've got
a good memory for names.

I haven't been here
in a couple of months.

Will you follow me?

( snaps fingers )
Louis.

A nice table
for Mr. Drouet.

Right this way, please.

( indistinct conversation )

( woman laughs )

( whooshes )

( Carrie gasps )

Now, why don't you try

to be a sensible girl, Carrie.

Stop worrying.

Put the money away.

It's just a loan from a friend.

I'm not gonna give it
another thought.

Buy yourself a little coat.

You need a coat, don't you?

Well, there you are.

Pay me back when you get a job.

Anything wrong with that?

You better put that money away

before the waiter picks it up.

Oh, look out.

( dinnerware clinks )

Now, then, that's settled.

You've been awfully nice,
Mr. Drouet.

Oh, why not?

Everybody gets a little
help from somebody.

Hey, look around you.

Some of the finest ladies
in Chicago

are right here.

Where do you think
they get everything from?

From their husbands.

Or friends.

( chuckles )

No.

( whispering ):
The little one.

Oh, that's the first time
you smiled.

Come on, let's enjoy this,

will you?

No, I didn't order
any champagne.

The compliments
of Mr. Hurstwood.

Well, thank you.

Thank you very much.

Now, isn't that nice?

Say, there's another smile.

Oh, I wish you could see it.

Here, look in the mirror.
Do it again.

( cork pops )

( clock striking )

Now, there you are,
right up there.

Those two windows.
You see?

Now, why don't you

come up and take one look.

I don't think I better.

Look, I'll have the cabby wait.

If you don't like it,
you can come right back.

I think I'll take a streetcar.

To your sister's?

You said they didn't want you.

You don't wanna go back
to the farm, do you?

You like Chicago.
You said you did.

You wanna stay here, don't you?

All right,
it's a nice little flat.

Now, it's gonna be
empty for ten days anyway.

I'm going on the road tomorrow.

I can just as easy
catch the 11:00

out to Edison tonight.

If you like it, move in.

No board. Not a dime.

By the time I get back,
you'll be fine.

Maybe you'll have
a place of your own.

Here's the key.

( hooves clopping )

Now you're making sense.

( cab door closes )

Thank you,

thank you for everything.

Oh, it's nothing.

Now, uh...

you wait right here.

Where are you going?

I gotta get my bag, don't I?

( clucks )

( hoove clopping receding )

( Drouet humming )

( Drouet whistling )

Well, I'm all packed.

Why don't you take your hat off,

make yourself cozy.

Hey, you're scared to death.

Yes, I am.

Oh, what for?

I'll tell you what.

Why don't I go out

and get a couple
of bottles of beer.

We'll play the graphophone,

make you feel better, huh?

What do you say?

All right, all right.

I'm going. I'm going.

I just thought
I'd take a later train,

that's all.

No, no,
I'm off. I'm off.

I'm off.

Good night.

Take care of yourself.

( chain clicks )

( soft, wistful theme playing )

( sobs )

Good night, Hurstwood.

Good night, judge.

Oh, Mr. Hurstwood.

Good evening.

I, uh...

wanna thank you
for that bottle of wine

you sent over.
Oh, did you enjoy it?

Oh, yes, very much.

Did the young lady enjoy it?

Yes, it was a brand-new
experience for her.

( chuckles )

Leaving town?

Oh, no, no.

I'm just checking into
the Imperial

for a night or two.

Mm-hmm.

Maybe three.

You care to join me
in a nightcap?

Thank you, no.
I'm leaving now.

Some other time.

Sure, sure.

Well?

Drinks for the house. On me.

( laughing )

( pleasant, cheerful theme
playing )

Hello.

Where do you live?

Oh, there.

Would you like an apple?

No?

What's your name?

Haven't you got a name?

Well, what is it?

I'm not supposed to talk to you.

( sad theme playing )

Well.

( whistles )

Sharp as a razor.

You know, if I thought
I could swing it,

I'd raise a mustache.

How'd you like me
with a mustache, Carrie?

What's the matter?

When are you going to marry me?

When am I...?

Well, any time, any time at all.

You know that.

People in the house...

Everybody, they know.

They talk about me.

Well, I won't stand for that.

No, sir, we'll put
a stop to that.

When?

When? When?

Well, now, that's--
That's a question.

That's what
we got to settle is when.

Well, we can't get married
anymore today, can we?

And we can't get married
tomorrow, it's a Saturday.

I... I don't think

that we ought to
get married next week.

I leave town on Thursday.

Look, when I get back,
huh, sweetheart?

What do you say?
I'm going home to Minnie's.

I'll tell her...

I don't know what.

But if you really
wanna marry me,

you come there for me,

just like I was
home with the family.

Oh, Carrie, that's silly.

Things are gonna straighten out.

You just wait, you'll see.

Everything's gonna be
just the way you want it.

I'll bring you a present.

I won't be here.

I'll bring it anyway.

( door closes )

( footsteps receding )

( dog yaps )

Come on, boy,
here we go. Come on.

Come on. Come on.

Come on. That's the boy.

Come on.

Excuse me.

Oh, Mr. Hurstwood!

Hello.

Good to see you again.

Oh, hello, Mr. Drouet.

What do you think of the wolf?

Brand-new.

I just named him Columbia.

Well, hail, Columbia.

Ha ha, that's pretty good.
"Hail, Columbia."

It's for Columbia City,
Missouri.

That's where Carrie came from.

He's a peace offering.
Carrie?

The little girl

that I brought in
to dinner that night.

Don't you remember?
Oh, yes,

the girl who came in
the wrong door.

Oh, you should see her now.

Hey, are you going anyplace?

No, just walking.

Look, I live right over here.

Why don't you come up
for a drink,

say hello.
Well, I...

Oh, come on.

She'll be delighted
to see you. Come on.

I live right around
the corner here, you know.

( key rattling )

HURSTWOOD:
Say, maybe this
isn't convenient.

DROUET:
I'm sure she'll be
tickled to death to see you.

Oh, there you are, sweetheart.

You remember Mr. Hurstwood.

How do you do?

I...

I was just in the neighborhood.

I...

Look at this, a companion

for those lonely hours
when I'm on the road.

( chuckles )

I was just going home.

Oh, Carrie, no, no.

Mr. Hurstwood's
an old friend of mine.

It's all right.

Sit down, George.

There's some good bourbon there.

Say, he's shivering.

I'll put him on your bed, huh?

Uh...

help yourself, George.

You'll take great pleasure

in the puppy,
Mrs. Drouet.

Sometimes dogs can be

more understanding than people.

May I help myself
to a glass of sherry?

Oh, yes, yes.

One for you?

Yes, thank you.

Trumps.

Mr. Hurstwood, I'm losing.

Wait, Carrie, wait.

Oh-oh. He's nervous.

He doesn't know
what we're going to do.

Oh, is that so?

Well, play, Charlie, play.

Trip with this one.

If I'm not mistaken, that's it.

( laughs )

Now.

No, no, figure it out yourself.

( burps )

Of course, exactly.

Ah!

He didn't count, but you did.

We'll give you
the ten of diamonds

and take the rest.

Put them down, Carrie.

Oh, I'll be hornswoggled.

( both laughing )

I won.

It took the two of you to do it.

I don't care, I won.

You like to win, don't you?
Yes, I do.

Say, she learned the game
quickly, didn't she?

Didn't think she could do it.

I think she could do anything.

Charlie, I've had
a fine evening.

Thank you, partner.

Now, George,
we want you to come back

and see us again real soon,

don't we, pet?

Yes, Mr. Hurstwood.

We enjoyed having you very much.

Thank you.

Say, I've got two tickets

for the theater Friday night.

Why don't you use them.

Friday, I'll be in Duluth.

Oh...

Well, you keep them.

You'll find someone to take.

Thank you very much.

And when you get back,

will you both come down
to Fitzgerald's

and be my guests for dinner?

Oh, say, isn't that nice?

I'll buy you a new dress.

Well, good night.

Good night, Mr. Hurstwood.

George...

Why don't you take her
to the theater.

I don't mind.

Well...

I'll see you when you get back.

Good night, George.

Good night.

( gentle string theme playing )

Well...

...that's what I call
a high-class fella.

Knows the finest people
in Chicago,

spends the evening with us.

What's the matter,
didn't you like him?

Yes, I liked him.

I'm glad you enjoyed yourself,
Jessica.

Good evening, George.

Good evening, Julia, Jessica.

Hello, Father.

George, this is John Connell.

How do you do?
How do you do, sir?

He's just brought
Jessica home from the club.

Club?

The Thursday Cotillion
of the Park Club, George.

Oh, yes.

Can I offer you a drink, John?

Oh, no, thank you, sir.

Good night, Mr. Hurstwood.

Jessica.
Good night.

Good night, John.

Good night,
Mrs. Hurstwood.

Good night.
Good night, pet.

Good night, Father.

I wish you'd learn

to sell your drinks at the bar

and not here in your home.

What Connell is he?

They have the big house
on the drive.

Oh, yeah.

And Green Acres at Waukesha.

Yeah, I know his father,
Slim Connell.

You know him
as a waiter knows him.

They're one of
the first families of Chicago,

and he's interested in Jessica.

Jessica is 16.

Jessica has got to meet
the right people.

You come in here
bowing and scraping.

Why can't you show
a little dignity?

I offered the little pipsqueak

a drink.

What's so undignified
about that?

Must you always remind everybody

you're in the liquor business?

You're not comfortable

without a shaker or bottle

in your hand, are you?

Hello, Pop.

Hello, George.

Now, you're not going out

at this hour.

Those young friends of yours

can hold up
the side of the drugstore

without you.

( door closes )

You've been fighting again.

Oh, no.

How'd you make out today?

Fine.

I made the semifinals.

Ah-ha.
Won three straight sets.

Good.

Six-four, 8-6,
6-love.

Good boy.

( chuckles )

Pop.
Yes?

I thought maybe...

I'd like to meet
some of the fellas.

Go see the tennis coach

about the match for tomorrow.

Don't put me
in the middle, George.

That was a lie, Pop.

I don't wanna see
the tennis coach.

I've got a girl.

What girl?

Oh, just a girl.

She's awful pretty.

You can see her tomorrow.

But she's waiting for me.

You're lucky.

Go on.

Oh, thanks.

Gee, thanks, Pop.

( melancholy
woodwind theme playing )

( door opens )

( door closes )

( footsteps quickly receding )

( light switch clicks )

( dog whimpers )

( knock on door )

( barking )

Oh, Mr. Hurstwood.

Good afternoon.
How do you do?

I brought you a book.

Oh, thank you.

The Complete Hoyle,
for your protection.

Now, if Charlie thinks
a king should take an ace,

you look in the book.

Is he home?

No, Charlie left for Duluth

this morning.

Oh, I thought he said

he wasn't leaving until Friday.

Won't you sit down?

Thank you.

( door closes )

Did you find someone
to take to the theater?

No, there isn't
anyone I can ask.

Would you ask me?

Why, yes.

What have you there?

It's a play they're going to do

out at the club
where Charlie belongs.

Oh, do you play in it?

No, Charlie does.

He plays a friend of the duke.

( chuckling ):
That's Charlie,

everybody's friend.

Does he carry a sword?

No, he wears a hat
with a long feather in it.

( laughs ): There's that.

I guess that'll be
just as deadly.

Isn't there a part in it
for a pretty girl?

Yes, there's Gwendolyn.

Is she very pretty?

Yes, she's supposed to be.

Well, why don't you try for it.

I'd call that good casting.

No, I'd be scared.

Gwendolyn talks so...

So nice.

Besides, I've never even
been to a theater.

Maybe I could help you.

How?

Well, let's see.

First act.

First scene.

Mr. Hurstwood,
you were kind

when you called me
Mrs. Drouet.

I don't know what you--

What Charlie said to you, I...

I don't know
what you think of me.

I think you're very lovely.

I try to behave

as if I were
Mrs. Drouet.

I will always behave that way.

Thank you for the book

and for coming to call on us.

( gentle string theme playing )

I've offended you.

I'm deeply sorry.

I've forgotten how to behave.

Charlie and I will always be
glad to see you, Mr. Hurstwood.

Thank you.

And will you forgive me?

Yes.

May I still take you
to the theater Friday...

as Mrs. Drouet?

Thank you.

"Thank you, no"
or "thank you, yes"?

Yes.

( hooves clopping )

( brisk, merry theme playing )

Is Mr. Fitzgerald--?
He's in the office.

Oh. Well, put a bottle of Mumms
on ice for me, will you?

Yes, sir.

Good evening, Mr. Fitz.

Hello, George.

Much of a crowd after dinner?

Mm, I suppose average.

I went to a theater.

Saw a fine show.
Camille.

With Julia?

Uh...no.

How is Julia?

Fine. Fine.

Well, I'm glad to hear it.

I've been in
every night this week

and haven't found you once.

Does it look as if
business was suffering?

Oh, I didn't mean it that way.

I thought perhaps

something was wrong at home.

Nothing wronger than usual.

Count your blessings one by one,

then you'll see
what the Lord has done.

Well, here are your blessings.

Would you like to lock them up?

George, what is it you want?

What are you looking for?

Everything.

I don't like to hear
that kind of talk

from a man your age.

It's dangerous.

Nobody has everything, George.

Nobody.

You've got as much
as anybody I know.

You've got a nice home,

a good position
as long as you want it,

two fine children.

And after all,
Julia's a sterling wife.

( lock clicking )

Wait.

I want to put something
into my compartment.

Been playing poker,
Mr. Fitz?

Say, this is set
for 11:00.

Fitz, I never need cash

before 11 in the morning.

All right.

You know, sometimes
it does a lot of good

to talk things over

with an older and wiser head.

Want to walk me home?

There's nothing to talk about.

Uh, George.

That, uh, Camille...

That isn't a burlesque show,
is it?

No, Fitz.

No, it isn't.

( safe door closes )

Well...

a man in the liquor business
can't be too careful.

Good night.

Good night.

Franklin and Pine.

Excuse me.

I didn't know it was taken.

Whoa.

Franklin and Pine.

Never mind, Joe.

Were you lonesome?

( hooves clopping )

Yes.

Good. So was I.

George.

Mr. Hurstwood.

Oh...

George.

During the play,

I looked at you once and...

And your eyes were
filled with tears.

Well, of course.
I cried like a baby.

I always do at Camille.

Carrie.

( pastoral romantic theme
playing )

Why didn't she
tell him the truth?

Then he wouldn't
have left her and...

And maybe she
wouldn't have died.

Carrie, I've got to
see you again.

I...

I don't know. I...

Does he come home tomorrow?

Yes.

What will happen to me?

I can never thank you enough.

What for?

The happiest week of my life?

Does it end?

Do you love him, Carrie?

When you're poor,
it gets all mixed-up.

You like the people
who are good to you.

Do you love him?

( sweeping romantic theme
playing )

Carrie.

I want you

more than I ever wanted
anything in my life.

I should have waited
until I met you.

But I didn't,
and now I'm not free.

Will you meet me tomorrow?

How can I?

He's coming in
on the morning train

from Duluth.

What time?

He'll be here by 11.

Carrie...don't leave me.

I must.

Is that clock right?

Just about.

Couple minutes
one way or the other.

Why can't it be exact?

Yes, sir.

( squeaks )

Put oil on that.

Yes, sir.

Morning, Frank.
Morning, Mr. Brant.

Little rye.

Yes, sir.

That was quite a train wreck.

Where?

Out in Seattle.

Worst wreck we've had in years.

Western Express jumped
the track on a curve,

This paper says

there are four dead
and 20 injured.

Gus, come in here a minute.

Yes, sir.

( clears throat )

I want you to go out
to Ogden Avenue with a note.

Yes, sir.

You've got to be there
before 11.

Very well, sir.

( footsteps approaching )

( sharp whistle )

( door opens )

Yoo-hoo! Hi. Here I am.

The weary traveler,
home to his castle!

Did you miss me?
Hello, Charlie.

Oh, did I miss you.

( growls playfully )

But not too much.

There was a little waitress

in the American House
in Rocky Falls

thought your Charlie
was just about it.

Oh, I was only teasing.

No, she wouldn't stand a chance.

Charlie, I've got to go out.

What for? I just got in.

My sister.

I've got to go and see her.

Oh, something wrong?

I don't know. I'll find out.

Hey, wait a minute here.

What's up?

Who's important,
Minnie or the master?

I'll go with you.

No.

Well, all right,

but meet me for lunch,
12:30, will you?

Yes.

All right. Fitzgerald's.

Oh. Couldn't we go
some other place?

Sure. Where?

I don't know.

Fine. Fitzgerald's
at 12:30.

Oh, am I gonna pack it in.

I've been eating Indian food.

Baked dog.

Oh!

I got presents for you.

Silk things.

Wow!

( tense theme playing )

You came.

Did you think I wouldn't?

I didn't know.

I didn't know if you'd
want to enough.

I wanted to.

There.

Now you're all right.

( hooves clopping )

Did he get back?

Yes.

I can't live without you.

You know that, don't you?

I don't want you
to live without me.

Carrie,

leave him.

Come with me, will you?

Yes.

Say you love me.

I love you with all my heart.

I want to say
something to you and...

And then never talk
about it again, George.

What is it?

About Charlie.

I'm so ashamed
of the way I've lived.

That's over, Carrie.

We don't have to
talk about it, ever.

But I promise you,
I'll--

I'll be an honest,
decent wife to you.

Carrie...

I may have to go away Saturday.

Will you come with me?

Yes.

Carrie...?

Yes?

What is it, George?

Trust me, my darling.

I do.

Do you?

Of course I do.

I have to go now.

To meet Charlie?

Yes, at your place.

( indistinct conversation )

Well, how's your sister?

Fine.

Fine?

Oh, it...

It was nothing.

Oh, that's good.

You hungry?

No, thank you.

Well, we'll see
what they've got.

How about a...?

Hey, lake trout!

Yes. Yes, it is.

It is what?

Yes, it's good

that there's nothing
wrong with her.

Minnie.

Hello, George.

Well, let's see.

What about...?

Oh, an omelet?

George...

Who?

Charlie.

That's right.

Charlie's the name.
Jealousy's the game.

You been seeing
a lot of that fella?

I have something to tell you.

Look, I got something
to tell you.

He's just a little
too nice for us.

I don't like married men

to be too nice to my girl.

He's all right.

There's nothing wrong with him.

Just watch it.

He's not married.

Of course he's married.

Carrie.

He's not married.

For years. He's got kids.

Everybody knows that.
I thought I told you.

You lie.

( dishes clattering )

( tragic theme playing )

Excuse me, sir.

Mrs. Hurstwood
is in the restaurant.

Thank you.
Very well.

Well, Julia,
are you joining me for lunch?

I've had my lunch.

But I will have a drink.

Whiskey.

I'll join Mrs. Hurstwood.

Bourbon.

Yes, sir.

Well, what brings you downtown?

A young woman.

What?

The one you took to Lincoln Park
on Tuesday.

And took to the theater
three times last week.

And went boating with on Sunday.

Let me go free, Julia.

I'll give you anything you want.

What have you got to give?

Everything you own
is in my name.

You're in no
bargaining position.

Then why are you here?

To make sure
that you behave yourself.

If you see her one more time,
I'll go to Mr. Fitzgerald.

Thank you.

Will you give her up?

I'm not like you, Julia.

I don't make threats,
and I don't make promises.

Well, I make them.

And I keep them.

( soft, plaintive theme
playing )

Frank...

did Mrs. Hurstwood
stop at this table

on her way in?
I don't know, sir.

I was about to take their order

and they left.

Mr. Hurstwood.

There's a cabby here
wants to see you, sir.

Mr. Hurstwood?
Yes.

I've got a fare out here
wants a word with you.

A young lady.

Carrie.

What's wrong?

Is it true?

Is what true?

Your wife?

Your children?

Carrie.

It's true.

Every word of it is true!

( sobbing ): Drive away.
No, wait.

Let me tell you.
Look at me.
No.

Nothing's changed.
Nothing.

I love you.
Look at me.

Look at me and see that.

I see that you lied to me,
and I see why.

You thought me dirty and cheap.

No, no, my darling. No.

But I'm not.

Will you get off?

Carrie, listen to me, darling.

Will you let me go now?

( cabbie clicks tongue )

Where's Mrs. Hurstwood?

She's upstairs.

She's resting.

What did you say to her?

What are you doing home
at this hour?

( slams door )

How dare you hound her.

What are you talking about?

Don't lie to me.

I didn't see her.
What did you tell her?

That she was breaking up
a happy marriage?

Why didn't you
tell her the truth?

That you've had nothing but
contempt for me as a man

and loathing for me
as a husband.

Keep away from me.
Why didn't you tell her

that you bled me for money?

That you schemed and wheedled

until everything I've got
is in your name,

and that's all you ever
wanted out of me?

I tell you, I didn't see her!

You must be losing your mind.

Now get out of my room.

Now you listen to me.

I have found somebody
who loves me,

and I'm going to
have that before I die.

No, you won't.

Not if it harms me, you won't.

You can't stop me.
Nobody can stop me.

What about the children?

What are you going to
tell them about this?

I'll tell them everything.

They're people now.
They're grown up.

They want to live and love
just as I do.

You can get a divorce.

You've got all the evidence

and all the money you need.

But this much happiness
I'm going to have.

( door slams )

( raps on bar )

You've had about enough,

haven't you,
Mr. Drouet?

( slurring ):
I'm waiting for your boss.

( glass clatters )

We're going to close up.

All right, close up.

Come on, fill it up.

No, I'm not leaving town.

I'm just locked out
for a day or two.

Where's Carrie?

Where she belongs.

Is she at her sister's?

No, no.

Don't you know you're out?

Completely out.

The double-cross
is over. Just...

Just rack up a try for yourself.

A low-down, sneaky try.

All right, Mike,
put it on the desk.

Yes, sir.

This isn't what you think it is.

No?

Well, you're
a polished gentleman.

I'm not, I--

I'm just a guy
selling bolt goods.

I wouldn't know
what gentlemen like you

think this is.

You tell me.

I love her.

What right have you got
to love her?

What can you do for her?

Lock her up someplace

while you sneak around town

like you've been doing
so your wife won't see?

I'm gonna marry her.

Tomorrow.

The gentleman
is buying the wine.

Can I mix you a nice nightcap

before I go?

No, thanks, Mike.

( dark, dreary theme playing )

FITZGERALD: George.

Oh, hello, Fitz.
I'm glad you're here.

I was leaving the office...
George...

...and as I was
closing the safe--

...I didn't come here
to talk about business.

I'm here at your wife's request.

It's for your own good.

Now, Julia,
you let me handle this.

Don't meddle in this, Fitz.
It's none of your business.

It's very much my business.
You're managing

the most respectable
emporium in Chicago.

That's how you've got to act.

Oh, I saw this coming.

You're in the hands
of an unscrupulous woman.

Don't. You're an old man, Fitz.

Don't.

I am going to pay your salary
to Julia

during this unfortunate phase.

If you have no more money
to spend on this, uh, woman,

she'll soon sell her favors
somewhere else.

( ominous theme playing )

( door slams )

Cabby.

Cabby!

( hooves clopping )

657 Ogden.

Wait here.

( cab door closes )

( knocking )

( knocking )

( knocking stops )

Who is it?

It's me.

Carrie.

Carrie, please.

Go away.

Carrie,

I've got to tell you something.

I must see you.

Please.

I'll never see you again.
Never! Never!

Please go away.

Carrie, you...

You don't understand.

It's... It's about Drouet.

He's been hurt.

( doorknob rattling )

Do you hear me, Carrie?

Charlie is hurt.

He wants to see you.

( lock clicks )

Where is he?

In the hospital.

I'll get dressed.

Wait.

Union Station.

Where is he?

He's just outside Chicago.

Quick, we have to catch a train.

All right, driver, hurry.

How did he get out there?

I don't know.

How did it happen?

Is he badly hurt?

No. No,
I don't think so.

Well, how did you find out?

A telegram.

That's all I know.

You'll make better time
on LaSalle Street.

( train whistle blowing )

Pillows, sir?

Thank you.

Thank you, sir.

We are going to see Charlie...

aren't we?

What?

Where are you taking me?

I'll tell you, Carrie,
if you'll be quiet.

We'll be in Englewood
in a few minutes.

You can get off there.

After you've heard me,
I won't stop you.

Then all that about Charlie,

that was just another lie.

Yes, it was.

I have to tell you something

before you walk out of my life,

and this was

the only way I could
think of to do it.

I lied to you

about my wife, my family,
and my intentions.

I did it because I knew
you'd never see me again

if you knew the truth.

I never will.

You think I lied to you
because I held you cheap.

That's wrong.

I couldn't risk losing you.

I love you so much.

Darling, I will always love you.

CONDUCTOR:
Englewood.

Next stop.

Englewood.

This could be
a beginning for us.

Now we can have
everything in life,

and have it together,
as man and wife.

That's not true!

Carrie. I have no wife.

We're rid of each other at last.

As of tonight, I'm free.

A free man.

How can you be?

She'll get a divorce.

She needed evidence, that's all.

Now she has it,
she can get it tomorrow.

This is just what
she's been waiting for.

What I've waited for, Carrie.

We can marry right away,

just as soon as we get
to New York.

Trust me. Trust me.

I've gambled on your loving me.

If you don't, Carrie,
you must get off now.

But if you do...

If you do love me...

CONDUCTOR:
All aboard.

( train whistle blows )

All aboard.

( air hissing )

( train chugging slowly )

( sweeping romantic theme
playing )

Oh!

What's the matter?

Columbia.

What?

My dog. I left him...

( laughing ):
Well, he'll be all right.

He'll look for me.

( laughing ):
He'll want
to follow me.

It's a long walk to New York

for a little dog.

( both laughing )

( train roars past )

( lilting waltz theme playing )

Carrie.

( door opens )

Ah...

( chuckles softly )

Did you nap?

No, I couldn't.

I've been looking
out the window.

What have you been doing?

Well, I'll tell you.

I have been out
on a business bent.

I went to the post office...

Mm-hmm.

...and then I went

to a couple
of little restaurants,

snooping,

and then I decided
I needed a new hat.

We're going
to the theater tonight,

and I want to look my best.

Is it a nice hat?

Madame Louise thought so.

Who?

Oh, George!

Oh.
It's not for me.

Well, it's not for me.

( laughs )

Put it on.

No. No, my hair
isn't right.

Wait a minute.

Are you happy, my Carrie?

Happy?

George, look at me.

Look at where we are.

I'm Mrs. George Hurstwood
of New York City.

( knocks on door )

Mr. Hurstwood?

You're a hard man to find.

My name is Allen.

Western Bonding Company.

How much have you got left?

This is a personal matter

between Mr. Fitzgerald
and myself.

And me.

Mr. Fitzgerald
has my personal note

for the entire amount.

I consider it a loan.

And we consider it
grand larceny.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

Here's your note.

Unacceptable.

Why?

No collateral.

I've got $18,000 in the banks
in Chicago.

I have stocks.
I've got my house...

Do you think I'd be here

if we hadn't tried to get it

out of your wife?

She'll see you rot in jail,
Hurstwood.

How much have you got left?

I have an opportunity
to buy into a business.

In a year, I could refund.

Has she got it?

Who?

You know...

I have 6,000.

Out of ten?

No, no.

Come on, let's go down
and meet the desk sergeant.

I'll see to it

that Fitzgerald gets
every cent of it.

But you don't seem to realize,

you're no better than a burglar,

and I've gotta take you in.

Now, if you tell me

you've blown
a couple of hundred,

and you come up with the bulk,

I'll listen.

Take your time.

( footsteps approaching )

Good evening, sir.

Well?

I have 9,000.

And how many hundreds?

Three.
Five?

I told you, three.

Ninety-three hundred.

Go get it.

Will you wait here?
( laughs )

That's pretty good.

No, I'll go with you.

I get lonesome.

Oh, I--

This is Mr. Allen, Carrie.

How do you do?

How do you do,
Mr. Allen?

Is it under the rug?

I'll be right back.

Won't you sit down,
Mr. Allen?

I would, but I--

I'm as nervous as a cat.

No back doors, fire escapes
or ropes.

Say, it's a nice little
nest you got here.

Are you connected
with the hotel?

Uh-huh.

Yeah. Uh-huh.

We're enjoying our stay here.

Yeah.

My home office figured that.

( footsteps approaching )

Here are the papers,
Mr. Allen.

Fine. Let's take a look.

Outside, Mr. Allen, please.

He might be sending me home
with a Bell Telephone book.

( door closes )

Well, you've still got
your health.

And...

I'll give you a receipt,
just to keep it honest.

Of course,
this isn't generally known...

Hmm?

Is it?

The theft?
I guess there's

a couple of fellas
in Medicine Hat

don't know about it.

Any robbery over $1,000,

we automatically inform
all our clients.

You ought to know that.

You ran a first-class
restaurant.

We bond about
every place like it

in the country.

Say, tell me, I'm just curious.

Why does a fella like you

do a thing like that?

Hmm?

The receipt.
Oh.

Cigar?

No offense.

Just trying to be social.

Goodbye.

( sorrowful theme playing )

( door closes )

I didn't like him very much.

Who was he, George?

Was he laughing at me?

George?

Just stand there.

George.

George, what is it?

Who was that man?

What's the matter?

George, you must tell me.

( music stops )

I want to.

Carrie, do you love me
very much?

Of course I do.

What are you worried about?

About that.

An awful lot depends on it now.

Why?

I'm broke.

Oh.

Oh, darling,

I thought something
really terrible

had happened.

Will you stay with me
and trust me?

Will you go on loving me?

Why, we're married.

I'm your wife.

Carrie, that's not enough.

Are you sorry you married me?

Oh, darling.

Try to understand it, darling.

We've got less than $50.

I owed a lot of money
in Chicago.

I paid it back today.

To Mr. Allen?

Yes, yes.

But I'm still rich.

I've got my love for you.

It's you I fear for.

What have you got?

I've got you, George.

You'll have a fine position

in no time.

I'll look for a cheap apartment

tomorrow.

We'll manage.
You'll see.

Have I the time?

All our lives, my darling.

To start again?

( indistinct conversation )

( bell dings )

Pick them up, Gus!

More butter here, Jack.

Butter.

Listen, I'm handling
four tables.

You know where the butter is.

All right, Jack.

All right.

MAN: Eight-fifty,
$8.75, $9.

Nine dollars and ten cents.

That's $1.80... Eighty.

$1.80 each.

Funny thing about headwaiters,

the things they won't pick up
and the things they will.

( chuckling )

Hey, Rockefeller.

I wanna talk to you.

Hey, George.
For Mr. Slawson.

You never told me

you worked for Fitzgerald's
in Chicago.

( ominous theme playing )

Well, I'll have to let you go.

I guess you know why.

( tragic theme playing )

Give me that ball.

No, I got it first.

Bobbie, come here this minute,

or you know what you'll get.

I'm home, Carrie.

Where are you?

( door opens )

I'm in here, George.

How's my girl?

Fine.

How are you?

Fine.

We had a very good
lunch trade today.

Oh, I'm glad.

What did you do?

I walked over to Gramercy Park.

They have a fence around it

and it's locked.

It's only for the neighbors.

But it's lovely.

Nurses and children there.

We'll live in
a neighborhood like that.

We won't stay here forever.

I didn't mean that.

There must be a hole in it.

I took 2 dollars,
George. I had to.

I paid our bill at the grocery,

and I gave Mr. Blum
a little for the cleaning.

You're so quick to pay them.

Let them wait a little.

They can't wait, George.

They need the money
just as much as we do.

I can't buy food and things

and not pay for them.

It's not honest.

What do you mean?

Well, it's like stealing.

Shut up!

Carrie.

Carrie, darling.

I'm sorry.

Carrie, please listen to me.

Well, what is it?

I'm desperate, Carrie.

I've got to get out of this.

I've got to.

If I could get $1,000 saved,

anything to get out of this,

to get a place of my own.

If it was mine,

I could build it up
into something.

Really, I would.

How can we save $1,000
out of what you make now?

I did it once, didn't I?

I bought a house of my own.

I raised children.
I lived well.

Nobody lived better than I did.

Stop talking about the past.

What good is it?

Let's take what comes,
but let's not worry so.

Take this?
Live like this?

George?

Will you do me a favor?

Will you go to the store for me?

I'll get your coat.

Get a bottle of milk,
your newspaper

and a cigar.

Oh, Carrie.

You're wonderful, Carrie.

( door opens )

( door closes )

( crying )

Hello. Hello.

Mrs. Oransky?

Yes?
Can I come over?

Sure.

( hooves clopping,
people clamoring )

Hello.

Hello, Carrie.

Hey.

Can I take her out?

Sure.

Did you have the baby
here in this flat?

Sure. Him too.

Did it cost a lot of money?

For what?

I don't know.

Doctors, clothes.

No.

You?

Oh, that's fine.

Ought to be very pretty baby.

If I was back home,

I'd know more about what to do.

Is it very different
here in the city?

It's the same all over.

You keep them cool in the summer

and warm in the winter.

They get along.

George?

Are you back?

Where were you?

George, sit with me a moment.

I got mud on my trousers.

Never mind.
I washed it off.

I want to tell you something.

I'm trying to get it dry.

George, sit down a minute.

I'm going to have a child.

In about six months.

Carrie.

Don't worry, darling.

I feel wonderful. Really, I do.

My darling.

Is something burning, George?

Carrie. Carrie.

Oh, what have I done?

It's all right.
I can patch it.

Patch?

How can I wear a patch?

( weakly ):
What have I done?

( sobbing )

( train rumbling )

( door opens )

Two dishwashers.

You.
Yes, sir.

Got your quarter?
Yes, sir.

No credit.

You gotta have a quarter.

If you haven't, get out.

You.

That's all.

Young man?

Could I buy that from you?

For how much?

Would a 10-cent profit
interest you?

No, I been waiting in there

all morning.

These things are
hard to get nowadays.

Yes, I know,

but I need a day's work
very badly.

I have a wife
with a child coming.

( whistling )

It's a sad story.

We'll keep it
strictly commercial.

Would you...?

Would you take 50 cents for it?

Yeah, I'll take 50.

( train rumbling )

( knocking on door )

I'm Mrs. Hurstwood.

This is Mr. O'Brien.

How do you do--?

Is Mr. Hurstwood here?

No, he isn't.

When do you expect him?

Why, I...

I expect him any minute.

I'll wait.

Good afternoon.

Hello, Mr...uh...

Oh, Mr. O'Brien.

Mr. Hurstwood,
I trust you're well.

Yes.

( door closes )

Have you met...?

Oh, yes.

I think we had better get
right to the business.

Yes.

You see, Mr. Hurstwood,

your son is thinking
of getting married.

Is he?

Do I know the girl?

Get on with it,
Mr. O'Brien.

Yes.

My client has had
a handsome offer

for her house.

It is her desire to sell

and take up residence

in a modern apartment hotel.

Your signature would
permit her to do so.

I have the papers all made out.

Thank you.

Eleven thousand dollars.

That would be $5,500 each.

Well...

my client had not
contemplated any division.

Your client wants
to sell a house

which is our joint property.

To do so,

she must have my signature.

That's the law.

To get my signature,

she must give me
half of what we own.

If he doesn't sign
that paper now,

in my presence,
Mr. O'Brien,

I'll send him to jail
on the charge of bigamy.

Bigamy?

I thought you were
going to be prettier.

You--

You got your divorce.

He told me

you got your divorce a year ago.

I will never divorce him.

You've got to.

You've got to.

Make her, George.

Make her.

( sobs )

( sobbing )

( door closes )

( door opens and closes )

Mrs. Hurstwood,

I understand your feelings.

But in a practical sense,

you can't make him sign.

You want that money,

and jail won't get it for you.

Well?

I think a settlement.

A portion of it,

a small portion.

I'd offer him $2,500.

( whispering ):
All right.

( door opens )

( Carrie sobbing )

( melancholy theme playing )

I'll make a bargain
with you, Julia.

You always liked a bargain.

How much will you take,
Mr. Hurstwood?

Give me an immediate divorce,

and I'll do anything you want.

We'll institute proceedings
at once.

Sign right there,
Mr. Hurstwood.

( ominous theme playing )

( faucet dripping )

Carrie?

Carrie?

She's sleeping.

The doctor gave her something.

What's the matter with her?

She'll be all right.

Is she hurt?

You know, she lost the baby.

Let her alone for a while.

I'll be across the hall
if you want me.

( door opens and closes )

( soft, tragic theme playing )

( weakly ): George?

How do you feel?

I was in the kitchen and I...

I know, I know.

It's best.

Believe me, dearest,
it's for the best.

They take a great deal of care.

( weeping )

I know.

We don't want to bring
a child into this.

You're glad, aren't you?

Oh, no, Carrie. No.

We'll have a baby when we can.

When it's all right.

When?

When we're rich?

When you own
a great big restaurant?

When you're 80?

Carrie, don't.

Don't be angry.

I'm going to stop this slide,
you'll see.

It won't go on like this.

It can't.

At my age,
when you're out of work,

people think

there's something
wrong with you.

That just makes it
a little harder,

that's all.

When I get the chance,

I'll be better than ever.

You believe that, don't you?

I can't advise you, George.

But I know one thing.

I'm still young.

And I'm going to live.
Somehow.

( people clamoring )

WOMAN: Oh, look.

All right. Mediums.

Mediums only.

I said, mediums.

All right, now, you walk
right across the stage.

Heads up.

You stop in the center

so Mr. Goodman
can get a look at--

No grandmothers.
No grandmothers.

We need dancers here.

Let's see.

All right, go ahead.

You flash a smile out front
and form a line.

Now you.

Any experience?

Yes, I...

I've been in several plays
in Chicago.

What did you play?

Camille.

( women giggling )

( chuckling ):
What's your name?

Carrie...

Madenda.

All right, Camille.

This fills it,
Mr. Goodman.

I'll keep a couple
of the pretty ones

hanging around.

Some of these
might be flat-footed.

All right.

Now, the rehearsal call

is for 9:00
tomorrow morning.

Be on time.

You gotta be on time
every morning

for the next four weeks.

Can you do that?

Oh, yes.
Good.

The show opens
Monday, November 4th,

in this theater.

Good luck, and thank you all.

WOMAN: Oh, thank you.

That means we have it?

( upbeat, celebratory theme
playing )

( applause )

( stride piano music playing )

May I walk you home,
Miss Madenda?

Oh...

( laughs )

George.

Did you see the show?

I saw a lighted stage
and one person on it.

( laughs )

You didn't tell me
you had a speaking part.

Well, if you can call it that.

Two lines.

You did it very well.

And you looked beautiful.

The best part about it is

I got a raise.

It's $18 a week now.

Well, you can
support me in luxury.

( chuckles )

( wistful, peaceful theme
playing )

I just had
a little luck, George.

That's the only
difference between us.

You ought to push your luck

and play it for all it's worth.

You ought to have good clothes

and a nice place to live.

You can make your way up

into that other world, Carrie

The one I left.

You mean alone?

You're never alone up there.

It's down here
where it's lonesome.

( children playing )

( door opens )

Good morning, George.

Good morning.

Listen to this, Carrie.

"Among the passengers arriving

"on the newly equipped
S.S. Coronia today

"are Mr. and Mrs.
George Hurstwood, Jr.

"Mrs. Hurstwood
was Ellen Palmerston,

"only daughter
of Edgar Palmerston,

"president and founder

"of the Palmerston Plow Company

"and chairman

"of the Chicago Board of Trade.

"On their return to Chicago,

"the young couple
will live at Lakeview,

on the Palmerston
estate."

That's my son.

We were very close once.

He's a fine boy.

Would you like
to go and see him?

Well...I don't know.

What do you think?

I've got

your other shirt washed.

I could iron it for you.

It's a long time
since he saw me.

I guess we're both changed.

Well, you look fine, George.

It might be that you and I

could even go back to Chicago.

No, leave me out of it
for a while.

Why?

Well, he...

he must have heard
terrible things about me.

I won't leave you
out of anything.

He's a man in love himself now.

He'll understand
everything I've done.

This is a chance to get help.

Take it.

No matter what else
happens, George.

Take it.

( delicate, bittersweet theme
playing )

We'll see.

If things work out all right,

you can send for me later.

You'll be with me.

George.

Mm-hmm?

( laughs lightly )

( chuckles )

Kiss me, George.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

( footsteps receding )

Good luck.

( sobs )

( people talking, laughing )

WOMAN:
Wonderful, darling!

Oh, my!

MAN: Ellen! George!

WOMAN: Oh, Ellen,
darling.

( laughs heartily )

You look wonderful.

Glad to see you.

Dad!

( ship's whistle blows )

( footsteps approaching )

( footsteps receding )

( door opens )

( ticking )

( joyous theme playing )

Now, Miss Madenda,

is there anything
you can tell me

that's a little bit
more colorful?

Our Sunday readers
like personal touches.

We've got all the dull stuff.

Two seasons in New York,
one year on the road.

That's right.

Anything like
your favorite food,

fights with the director,

romantic interests?

I can't think of any.

( knock on door )

( door opens )

Miss Madenda,
there's a gentleman to see you

from Chicago.

Curtain in five minutes.

( door closes )

Is it you?

It is.

Ho-ho!

Charlie's the name.

Charm's the game.
Ha ha!

Thanks, Miss Madenda.

I guess I can get
a story out of this.

Look for it in the Sunday Globe.

Thank you, Mr. Calhoun.

Not a scar.
No.

( door closes )

Oh, what a long, long way.

You look lovely.

You're successful,
you're taller,

prettier, younger, happier.

Sit down, Charlie.

And as for me,
I eat five meals a day,

have 150 neckties,
ride in the parlor car,

and you're the greatest thing

I've seen since
the Flatiron Building.

How are you?
( laughs )

I'm fine.

Where do you live now, Charlie?

Oh, I got a great big
new apartment now.

Lot of snappy furniture.

But it never looked as nice

as that Ogden Avenue flat

when you were in it.

I'm glad you're prosperous.

I was going to ask you

to come out after the matinée.

Have a bite and a bottle.

Will you?

No, thank you, Charlie.

Oh, I...

I learned to order a dinner

just as good as Hurstwood.

Say, did he ever
marry you, Carrie?

Yes.

Oh?

Well, there you are.

You know, when I heard
he grabbed you and that money

and blew town,

I doffed my derby to him.

What a guy.

( knock on door )
MAN: Two minutes.

Did he ever get work here?

Of course he did.
Why wouldn't he?

Well, it's pretty hard
to keep a thing like that

a secret, you know.

Keep what a secret?

You kidding me?

If you're trying
to belittle him to me,

it's contemptible.

Wait a minute.

Don't get mad at me.

I was the one
who stuck up for him.

I kept defending him

when everybody else in Chicago

said he was a com--

Common thief.

I knew why he'd stole the money.

He'd have done anything
to get you.

He did.

George stole money?

You didn't know?

Well, you're
the only one who didn't.

It was in all
the Chicago papers.

He opened Fitzgerald's safe

for $10,000

the night you and he left.

Oh, if anybody ever
burned his bridges,

he sure did.

So that was why.

If they hadn't picked him up
before he spent all that money,

they'd have put him away
for ten years.

After that, of course,
he was a marked man.

That was why he never got a job.

Had no friends.

Never found help.

You've gotta pay the fiddler
in this world, Carrie.

I don't care
how much he loved you.

You've gotta pay the fiddler.

I ruined him.

( knock on door )

( door opens )

Curtain, Miss Madenda.

I ruined him.

( applause )

( breezy waltz music playing )

Thank you.

Please wait here for me.

Hello, Mrs. Oransky.

I'm Carrie.

Yeah. I know.

Carrie.

From over there.

Remember?

Sure, sure, I remember you.

I...

This is
a coal-oil heater.

Uh-huh.

I thought maybe
you could use it.

It's good.

It's new.

They're all right.

You selling them?

Oh, no.

It's a present for you.

I want to give it to you.

Hello.

Hello, Annie.

You don't remember me, do you?

How has she been?

All right.

Come in.

When did you last see
my husband?

Not since the landlord
threw him out.

A month or so
after you left him.

Oh, no, I didn't leave him.

He...

He was going back to Chicago.

Well, I don't think
he could have got there.

He wasn't in such good shape.

No, Mr. Blum
was telling me

he kept seeing him for a while.

He kept coming in there

to get
his dirty clothes pressed.

And he looked terrible.

Are you...

really looking for him, Carrie?

Oh, yes.

Well, go see Mr. Blum.

He might know.

Thank you.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

He must live someplace.

Look, you're happy, aren't you?

You're doing good.

You're well out of it.

If he's all right,
he don't need you.

But if he isn't?

If he isn't,

he wouldn't thank you
to see him.

( grim, dreamy theme playing )

( man coughing )

( pounding )

( coughing )

( rapping )

Seven o'clock. All out.

Seven o'clock. All out.

( rings bell )

( raps )

Seven o'clock. All out.

Seven o'clock. All out.

Where are you going
with that blanket?

Seven o'clock. All out.

Yeah, yeah!

Seven o'clock. All out.

Seven o'clock. All out.

( rapping )

Seven o'clock. All out.

( door opens )

I've only been
out of the city hospital

for two days.

They told me I should rest up.

Seven o'clock. All out.

( rapping )

Seven o'clock. All out.

( rapping )

Seven o'clock.

All right, come on,
you--

Come on.

( man coughing )

Excuse me.

( sorrowful string theme
playing )

Are you all right, bud?

Yes, officer.

I'm going to see
a friend for help.

I'm...

all right.

All right.

( hooves clopping )

I've got to eat, or I'll die.

Who are you talking to,

me or God?

( door closes )

Good night, John.

MAN:
Good night, Dolly.

Good night, Miss Madenda.

Good night, Carrie.

CARRIE:
Good night, Dolly.

Excuse me...

Carrie.

George?

Where are you?

I tried very hard
not to do this.

George, I've looked so for you.

I need help.

Just tonight.

I need a little help.

I'm...

hungry.

Could you spare me
a little something?

Spare?

Anything.

I don't want to bother you.

I won't again, but just tonight.

Come with me.

John. Get food.

That Italian place
at the corner,

they'll be open.

Bring something hot right away.

( light switch clicks )

George. What happened to you?

In heaven's name, what happened?

I've...

I've forgotten.

Did I do this?

Did I?

Carrie, I'm here for a handout.

Don't make me
live through too much

to get it.

This is very generous.

I'll make it up to you.

Will you let me?

I'll have trouble changing that.

George, I left you
to be safe and secure.

Now that I am,

make it worth something to me.

Let me share it with you.

George, look at me.

I know a lot more now.

I know what you did.

I know how much you loved me.

I want that again.

Let me have it back.

( tearfully ):
Let me bring you back.

I can.

Don't live in the past.

Remember?

( sobs )

I was too young.

I didn't realize.

Why didn't you tell me?

Why didn't you
make me understand?

( sad, sweeping theme playing )

( whispering ):
You still have time, Carrie.

Move on now.

Find someone...to love.

It's a great experience.

Carrie.

Could you get that changed now?

We'll need more money than that.

I'll see if Mr. Amos
is still in his office.

( door opens )

You rest there.

John will be right back
with the food.

Then I'll take you home with me.

And tomorrow

we'll get you some clothes.

( whispers ):
Thank you...

Carrie.

( door closes )

( melancholy theme playing )

( hissing softly )

( hissing stops )

( gas hissing )

( hissing stops )

( sorrowful theme playing )

( grand, tragic theme playing )

( sweeping, romantic theme
playing )