All language subtitles for Imitation Of Life (1934)

- Want my quack-quack.
- No, darling, not now.

Wait till Mother finishes your bath.

Won't be but just a minute now.

Want my quack-quack.

There. Upsy-daisy. There.

Want my quack-quack.

No, darling, not now.
Later. Please be good.

Mommy's so late,
and she's got so much to do.

What's Mommy got to do?

Well, she has to get you dressed

and get you your breakfast
and take you down to the day nursery.

Don't wanna go to the day nursery.

Want to stay home with Mommy.

Darling, I wish you could,
but you can't.

Why?

Because Mother has to go out
and sell lots of cans of maple syrup

so she can buy nice things for her baby.

Don't want to go to the day nursery.

Marjorie pulled my hair.

She did? Well, she was
a very bad girl to do that.

I pulled her back harder.

Well, I suppose if she pulled you first,
it was all right.

I pulled her first.

You did? Well, then you're
a very naughty little girl,

and you won't go to heaven.

Don't want to go to heaven.
Want my quack-quack.

(SINGING)
I love you and you love me

And I don't wanna go to the day nursery

Oh, I think we're gonna have
an opera singer in the family. Don't you?

Come on, now give me your foot.

I love you and you love me

And I don't wanna go to the day nursery

(PHONE RINGING)

- Mommy, telephone!
- Yes, I hear it, darling.

Yes. Now you sit here and be good
for just a minute, huh?

Okay.

Hello? Good morning, Mr. Auburn. Yes.

Yes...

(WATER BOILING)

Yes. Excuse me just
a minute, please, will you?

Hello? Yes, Mr. Auburn.

I was terribly sorry not to find you in.

You see, since my husband's death,
I've been carrying on his business.

- Mommy!
- Yes, dear, yes.

- What, Mr. Auburn?
- Mommy, can I come down?

Yes. No, no, dear.
Wait till I finish dressing you.

That was just the baby.

Yes, I have a little girl.

Thank you, Mr. Auburn. I'll have the syrup
delivered to you within an hour.

Thank you so much. Goodbye.

(DOORBELL RINGING)

Yes?

Good morning.

I come in answer
to your advertisement for a girl.

- What?
- The advertisement what say,

"Wanted, cook, laundress, housemaid,

"colored, not afraid
of hard work, moderate wages."

There must be some mistake.
I haven't advertised for any girl.

Well, ain't this Aster Avenue?

No, this is Aster Street.
Aster Avenue is way the other side of town.

Oh.

Funny I didn't notice
that little "avenue" word.

That's just my luck.

What they got two streets
alike for, anyhow?

I don't know.

I don't know what I better do.

There's a streetcar
right there at the corner.

You take that,
you'll be there in about 10 minutes.

We has to walk.

Oh...

All right, you wait here.
I'll get you some carfare.

Thank you.

- Somethings burning.
- Oh, dear.

Nice quack-quack.

(JESSIE CRYING)

Oh!

Jessie! Oh, darling. Are you hurt?

- I fell down.
- Oh, darling.

(EXCLAIMING)

Oh, darling, look at you.

I's all wet.

BEA: I'll say you're all wet.

We're gonna eat
such a big breakfast, aren't we?

Oh, how nice of you!

Well, I see'd you was in such a fummix,
so I just thought I'd lend a hand.

Horsie.

Hmm?

Why, darling, what do you mean
by saying such a thing?

Horsie. Nice horsie.

I've been took for many things,
but I ain't never been took for that before.

Well, thank you very much
for all you've done.

Here's your carfare,
and I wish you good luck.

Thank you kindly.

Come on, darling.

BEA: Come on. Run along.

You right sure you wouldn't need somebody
for your own self now?

I'm right handy with housework.

And taking care of children,
that just comes natural to me.

I'm afraid I couldn't
afford it. I wish I could.

Don't worry about wages,
if that's what's on your mind.

If I could just get a home
for my little girl,

I'd be glad to work
for just room and board.

- You've got a child?
- Yes'm.

That's the drawback about a job.

Folks just don't want Peola.

You sweet little child.

Come here, Peola.

Come on.

Say good morning to the lady, Peola.

- Good morning.
- Good morning, dear.

- Why, she's a lovely little girl.
- Yes'm. She's very light.

Her pappy was a very,
very light-colored man.

Peola's a pretty nice brung up child.

She ain't been dragged up
like most of them is.

Oh, your sweet little child.

- What might her name be?
- It's Jessie.

And as I was saying, ma'am,
if you could put up with my little girl

and give her and me
a roof over our heads,

I'd be willing to work
for almost nothing.

Well, I have got a room
you could use, but...

Don't worry about food.

Peola, she don't eat nothing.
She's so little.

And I's very deceiving as to proportion.

I don't eat like I look. It's the truth.

I's very light at the table. Honest.

Just 200 pounds of mother
fighting to keep her baby.

Two hundred and forty, yes'm.

I could get jobs all right,
excepting for Peola.

But I just can't be separated from Peola,
no matter what happens.

- You know how it is, ma'am.
- Indeed, I do know.

Does we get to stay, ma'am? Please.

- All right, we'll try it.
- All right.

You sit right down and I'll have
your breakfast ready in a jiffy.

Good evening, Miss Bea.
You're pretty late tonight.

Yes, I know.

- Where's my baby?
- She's gone to bed.

Oh, I thought I'd get home in time to see her
a minute before she went to sleep.

Well, she played so hard all day,

she almost went to sleep
while she was eating her supper.

Well, I'll run up a minute anyway.
Maybe she's still awake.

Seems like I never get
to see her at all anymore.

Yes'm.

Your supper's ready, Miss Bea.

Oh, my feet hurt.

Well, come on, honey, and sit down,
and let me rub your feet.

- Come on.
- All right.

That rests me all over.

It don't seem right for you

to be carrying around them old
heavy cans of syrup, peddling.

I've gotta make a living.

With your pretty face
and them pretty foots,

why, you ought to have a man
taking care of you, honey.

- Oh, Delilah.
- Yes'm.

I had a man once,
but he up and died on me.

Is that gentleman there in the picture
your late husband, ma'am?

Mmm-hmm. That was he.

Was you very much in love
with your late husband, might I inquire?

Well, I married him.

But did you love him?
That's what I asked, honey.

Oh, Delilah, I think I was too young
to know very much about love.

Mother was dead.

He was my father's choice.
Father wanted somebody to take care of me,

so I married him.

That's a pity.

It's too bad when you get started off
on the wrong foot first.

Oh, but you'll get over it.

Youse got a big surprise
coming to you, Miss Bea.

- You need some loving, honey child.
- Oh, Delilah.

- What I need is some supper.
- Yes'm.

I got some nice food
ready for you tonight.

- That's fine. Thank you.
- Yes'm.

I've got Jessie. That's enough.

Delilah, honestly now,
doesn't she look like an angel?

Why she am an angel, Miss Bea.

(HUMMING)

Can we have some pancakes, too?

Please, Mammy. They look awful tasty.

Go on now. Go on out of here.
You children done had your breakfast.

Go on and play,
and take that fleabag with you.

Okay, Aunt Delilah.

Delilah, you'll be the death of me
with these pancakes.

I'm glad you finds 'em
to your taste, ma'am.

I've never tasted anything so good
in all my life. How do you make them?

- It's a secret.
- Mmm.

Yes'm, them pancakes
is my granny's secret.

She passed it down to my mammy,
and my mammy told me.

But I ain't telling nobody. No, sir.

I don't blame you. I wouldn't, either.

You know, down South, my mammy
was famous for her pancakes.

White folks come from miles around
just to taste 'em. Yes'm.

It's a special secret,
and it's gonna die with Delilah.

You know, Miss Bea,
all you do is just take a little...

- And that's all?
- That's all. There's your secret.

Of course, you've got to be
right light with the flap.

(EXCLAIMS)

Delilah, look at the time.
You've made me late with your pancakes.

Goodbye.

Goodbye, honey.
And good luck for the day.

Thank you, Delilah.

- Oh, Miss Bea?
- Yes?

- Wait a minute.
- What is it? What's the matter?

Miss Bea, I want you to take this here
rabbit's foot and put it in your money purse.

- (LAUGHING) Now, Delilah!
- Yes'm, you must take it, child.

- Are you the owner?
- Yes'm.

I'm Mrs. Pullman. Mrs. B. Pullman.
You know.

Sorry, but I don't.

My husband was B. Pullman, you know,
the man who was killed in the wreck.

The train wreck at Camden.

I remember the wreck,
but there were so many killed.

He used to sell syrup,
waffle syrup to the hotels and places.

It's wonderful syrup, 100% pure maple.

I don't eat it. Bad stomach. Gas.

Oh, no. No, I don't mean...

I mean, you see,
I'm keeping up the B. Pullman business.

And I was wondering, could I make
a deal with you to rent this store?

You see, I have a marvelous formula
for making pancakes,

and it's my intention to rent a store,

and have a pancake place
and sell syrup on the side.

Yes, and this morning I was going
to decide on several sites.

This is one of them.

It's a very good concession,
one of the best on the boardwalk.

- How much are you asking for rent?
- $250.

Oh, that's very high.

Well, that's terribly high.

You've got to pay for a good location.

This store has nice
living quarters in the back.

Mmm-hmm.

Yes.

Yes, now what will you do
in the way of decorating?

A lot will have to be done in here.

It's going to rent as is.

You don't think I'd take it
in this condition?

Well, look at it. It's filthy!

Look, it needs new paint, new paper.

And then the floor,
that'll have to be fixed.

Well, if it needs it,
you'll have to do it.

- Will you give me three months free?
- What?

Give me three months free, and I'll do
all the decorating and alterations.

What do you think I am?

I might consider one month.

- Make it two, and I'll take a year's lease.
- It's a deal.

I'll have to have the first
and last month in advance.

Oh, I can't do that.

I can't give you anything in advance.

When do you expect to pay?

Well, you said you'd give me two months.

So I'll start paying the third month.

Nothing doing.

But, you see, I'll need every dollar
I have for alterations and fixtures.

- Delilah. Delilah!
- Ma'am.

- We're going into business.
- We're which?

You're going to make your pancakes,
and I'm going to sell them on the boardwalk.

- Yes'm.
- I've rented a concession.

We're gonna live in the rooms in the back,
and the store's at the front.

So leave everything now
and get buckets and rags and soap.

We've got to start cleaning up.

And gather up the children.
They'll have to go with us.

I stopped on the way and talked to a painter
and a man about the fixtures.

They'll be there, so hurry up.

- There. This is it, Delilah.
- My, it's a very nice store.

Jessie, you and Peola
go outside and play.

There's a lovely place for you
right out in the back there.

Go on. Now go look at the nice yard
you've got to play in.

There. Won't that be pretty
when there's flowers in there?

Now be careful. And don't sit on the floor,
'cause it's all dirty yet.

So these will be
the living quarters, Delilah.

But, of course, the most
important thing right now is the store.

I want you to take that sign down
and cover the front window with Bon Ami.

- Miss Bea?
- Yes.

- Miss Bea, is somebody died?
- What?

- Is you been left money?
- Mercy, no!

Well, you only had $19
and some change this morning.

Yes, I know.

(SHUSHING)
Here's the painter.

How do you do?

Hello. You certainly
did come over right away.

- Yes, ma'am.
- Well, this is it.

Now, you see, all this has to be painted,
the ceiling calcimined,

and that back room papered
in the paper I selected.

So I want you to give me an estimate,
and please make it low.

- But I must see it first.
- Oh, sure. Go right ahead.

Sir, by the way, do you paint signs?

No, but I can have one made for you.

Well, I'll tell you what I want.

I want a great big sign with...

- Delilah?
- Ma'am?

Smile.

Huh?

Smile, you know, smile.

No, no. A great big one.

Oh, yes'm.

That's it!
Now turn to the right. Hold it.

That's it. That's what I want.

A great big picture of Delilah
looking like that,

and underneath,
"Aunt Delilah's Homemade Pancakes."

- You see what I mean?
- Yes, ma'am.

But I must send someone
to make that up for you.

- All right. Thanks.
- That's all right.

Delilah! All right. All right.

It's all over. It's all over.

Delilah, I'm gonna make you famous yet.

(MUTTERING)

(MUTTERING)

My Lordy, who's that?

The furniture man about the fixtures.

How do you do?

Did you bring the estimate
on the things I selected?

- Oh, yes, Mrs. Pullman.
- Good.

Well, this is where the grill
should be, I think.

And all the way across here
I'd like to have shelves.

Now, look, you see,
the counter will be there.

And if the shelves start about there
and go straight up the top,

it should be nice, don't you...

- Will you excuse me just a minute?
- Surely. Then I'll look around.

Yes. Thank you.

- Well, did you get it all figured out?
- Well, I tell you.

Now for a first-class job,
there is lots of work here.

For a first-class, A-one job,

- because I don't work cheap...
- Yes.

...the best figure
I can give you is $193.

- $193?
- Yes.

- That should be a good job.
- Sure!

Yes. Uh...

- 5% off for 30 days?
- Huh?

No, no, no. If I give you 30 days to pay,
I can't take nothing off.

All right. Well, $193 in 30 days.

That's fine. And you'll do a good job?

- Sure.
- And start right away?

- Sure. I take another man off another job.
- Good.

- And we start right away.
- Thank you.

- Goodbye. Goodbye.
- Goodbye. Goodbye.

- You're gonna have a nice place here.
- I hope so.

You'd better make it
eight tables instead of six.

Yes, ma'am.

- That'll mean 32 chairs. Mmm-hmm.
- Yes.

The coffee urn, the grill,
the counter stools and the dishes.

Here's the list.

Installed, that will cost you $1,560.

- How much for cash?
- Oh, that is cash.

Oh, that...

(SINGING)
I puts my trust in Jesus

(HUMMING)

And the terms for monthly payments?

Well, 10% down on delivery
and $50 a month.

You're asking $156 down?

Well, I might as well pay cash!

Make it $50 straight monthly payments.

Only $50 down?

Why, that'll hardly pay
the cost of my trucking.

Well, that's the best I can do.

You see, I'm opening a chain
of these shops all along the boardwalk.

And I already have a very large wholesale
distribution of maple syrup,

and that takes up a great deal
of my ready cash.

Make it $50 straight monthly payments,
and it's a deal.

Well, I don't know now. You see...

How soon could you have
the fixtures installed?

Well, with the exception
of the grill, right away.

Of course, that will
take a little time. But...

Of course, you know,
I can't do much without the grill,

so you will hurry it up, won't you?

Well, I'll do the best I can, but...

I'll be down later this afternoon
and sign the order.

- Yes, but you see...
- Oh, what a lovely scarf pin.

Yes, it is.

Well, I wish you could make it
a little more down.

Now, don't be so greedy.

- Just look what a big order I've given you.
- Yes, I know.

Now be sure and come in
for some pancakes sometime.

- Pancakes?
- Yes.

Oh, pancakes.

- Yes, pancakes.
- Goodbye.

Thank you. Come again.

There you are, Mrs. Pullman.
Paid in full.

Think of that.
I've really paid my last debt.

It's more than a great many
can say. Yes, ma'am.

You know, you've built up a mighty pretty
little business here, Mrs. Pullman.

Mighty pretty.

It does you good to see someone
go right ahead and make a success.

It hasn't been so easy as all that.

You'll never know how near you've come
to getting your fixtures back on your hands.

But take it all in all,
I've got by and I've nothing to complain of.

You've no idea how often I've told the story,
the way you opened up here.

You paid nothing down on the store because
you agreed to put the improvements in.

And you got the improvements
because you had the store.

I guess about the only cash
you put out was on my fixtures.

And when I came to collect,
you talked me out of that.

All I had was talk.

And yet, a pretty woman like you...

We won't go into that.

- Come on, children. Time for school.
- JESSIE: In a minute, Mommy.

- Good day, Mrs. Pullman.
- Let's go.

- Let's do it over again.
- All right.

- England?
- London.

- France?
- Paris.

- Italy?
- Don't tell me now. Rome.

Now you ask me.

- Germany?
- Berlin.

- Denmark?
- Don't tell me, now. Copenhagen.

- Belgium?
- Sprouts?

- You mean Brussels!
- Oh, yeah.

PEOLA: First thing you know,
you're gonna get a D again.

- Goodbye, Mommy.
- Goodbye, honey.

They sure likes each other, them two.

Peola's smarter than Jessie.

Yes'm. We all starts out that way.

- We don't get dumb till later on.
- Oh, Delilah.

It's been nice for them to have each other
all these years when we've been so busy.

You... You think we all
gonna make money, Miss Bea?

I hope so, Delilah. Of course,
it's hard to start out.

But we've paid all our debts,
we've got some money in the bank.

We're certainly better off
than we were five years ago.

We sure is, honey. It certainly
would be nice if we got rich.

It certainly would.

I could send Jessie away to college.

And Peola, she wouldn't have
to do housework for nobody.

Once in a while,
we could take a vacation.

Well, all the vacation I needs
is to get off of my feet.

Maybe have a little place
in the country.

There's plenty gentlemen on the boardwalk
would be glad to give you that and more

if you weren't so set
in your ways, Miss Bea.

I sees them smiling at you.

There's Peola.
I wonder what's the matter.

(CRYING)

Peola?

Peola!

What's the matter, honey?
What's happened?

Peola. What's happened to my baby?

I'm not black! I'm not black!
I won't be black!

Peola!

She called me black.
Jessie called me that.

Now, now.

Jessie.

Jessie Pullman, for shame on you.

DELILAH: Come on now and sit down
on Mammy's lap. That's a girl.

(CRYING)

(SHUSHING)

Now, now, now, Peola.

Calm yourself, baby.

You gotta learn to take it.
You might just as well begin now.

You apologize to Peola this minute.

No, no, Miss Bea.

Don't make her apologize.
Ain't no good in that.

(CRYING)
You! It's 'cause you're black.

You make me black.

I won't! I won't! I won't be black.

Jessie, how could you say such a mean,
cruel thing to Peola?

I didn't mean anything.

It ain't her fault, Miss Bea.

It ain't yours and it ain't mine.

I don't know rightly
where the blame lies.

It can't be our Lord's.
It's got me puzzled.

BEA: Oh, dear! I don't want
to get the Old Maid again.

Your turn now.

Let's see. Watch me pick
a real good one.

- Shucks!
- That was a good one.

Now, be careful.
How you feeling, darling?

- My headache's much better.
- Is it?

Uh-huh.

School's nearly out.
It's time to be better.

Oh, Mother, I really have got a cold.

I know you have, darling.
I was only fooling.

Anyway, I'm glad to have an excuse
to keep you home with me.

My, ain't that rain raining terrible?

Mmm-hmm. Surely is.

Seem like the ocean's
turned bottom side upwards.

How you feel, honey?

- Better, thank you.
- Oh, that's good.

My Peola forgot
her rubbers and umbrella.

I guess I better go meet her with 'em else
we'll have two of 'em down instead of one.

TEACHER: We'll read a chapter
until the rain lets up.

Then I think you'll be able to get home.

Shall it be Little Men or Little Women?

- CHILDREN: Little Women!
- All right. Little Women.

TEACHER: "Jo was very busy
in the garret,

"for the October days began to grow chilly
and the afternoons were short.

"For two or three hours,
the sun lay warmly in the high window..."

Good afternoon, ma'am.
It's raining so hard,

I brought rubbers and coat
to fetch my little girl home.

I'm afraid you've made some mistake.

- Ain't this the 3-B?
- Yes.

- Well, this is it.
- It can't be it.

I have no little colored
children in my class.

Oh, thank you.

There's my little girl.

Peola.

Oh.

My poor baby.

- Teacher, has she been passing?
- Passing?

Why, yes.

Peola. You may go home.

- CHILD #1: Gee, I didn't know she was colored.
- CHILD #2: Neither did I.

(CHILDREN MURMURING)

I hate you. I hate you! I hate you!

Peola! Peola, honey!

Peola. Peola!

Peola, honey!

- Some rain!
- Yeah.

- Hello. Swell weather for ducks.
- Hello.

- Not for business.
- No. Hotcakes and coffee.

I see you have a window-shopper,
Mrs. Pullman.

Yeah.

- Some aroma.
- Why don't you come in and have some?

If I had the price, I'd been outside
of six stacks of them already.

- Oh.
- Yes, ma'am.

I'm practically the greatest
living pancake surrounder

in the Western Hemisphere.

I took it up as a child.
Took years to perfect myself.

- But I'm not having any today.
- I'm sorry.

Not half as sorry as I am.

Come on and have some anyway,
on the house.

- You mean it?
- Sure, I do.

I'm practically in.

- Why, Peola, didn't you see your mother?
- Yes, I saw her.

But she had your raincoat and rubbers.

- What happened?
- Nothing.

Come, Peola. Let me take
those wet clothes off of you.

Go away. Leave me alone.

Now, baby, there ain't no need
of being that way.

I said go away and leave me alone!

What's the matter?

- Don't tell her.
- Don't tell me what?

She was passing, Miss Bea,
and I give her away.

She know I wouldn't have
done it on purpose.

Now, Peola, you mustn't feel that way.

Oh, she can't help herself
just now, Miss Bea.

It's like her pappy was.

He beat his fists
against life all his days.

It just eat him through and through.

Go on, darling.
Take your wet clothes off now.

Perhaps you'd better send her
to a different school.

I can't keep sending her
to different schools all her life, Miss Bea.

(SIGHS)

- Well, were they good?
- Good?

Say, listen, man and boy,
I've been eating griddlecakes for 35 years,

but I never tasted any as good as these.

- What do you put in them?
- That's the secret.

That's what I was afraid of.

- Too bad, too.
- Why?

To keep anything as wonderful
as this away from the world.

How'd you like to trade in
another stack of wheat cakes

for a $100,000 idea?

- Honest. I mean it.
- Mean what?

I can tell you in two words
how to make a million dollars.

- Just two?
- Just two.

- Did you ever hear the story of Coca-Cola?
- No.

Well, when they first
put it on the market,

they used to peddle it over these soda
fountains for five cents a copy.

But it didn't make any money.

One day a smart fellow
nudged the president and said,

"For $100,000, I'll tell you
in two words how to make millions."

- You know what those two words were?
- Mmm-mmm.

"Bottle it."

- "Bottle it"?
- Mmm-hmm.

Now, the pancakes,
the flour, I mean, box it.

Box it?

Sure, box it.

Well, do I get that stack of wheat?

The other fellow got 100,000 smackers.

Yeah!

Yeah, you get all the pancakes
you can eat, and a job besides.

Well, I don't know about that.

I ain't gonna do it, Miss Bea.
No, ma'am, I ain't gonna do it.

I don't know why
I bother about all this.

I've gone without my dinner.
I barnstormed over here in the snow

to tell her she's on easy street.

And I get just as far as a stranded
dogfish on the Barnegat Shoals.

Now you tell her.

Now, look, Delilah. We've made $15,000
in the last six months.

We'll double that by July,
and make $100,000 next year.

- So now we want to incorporate.
- Yes'm.

You see, that's the best way
to run a business.

Yes'm.

Now, here are the papers
for you to sign.

But if I sign them, then what?

Then you'll have a 20% interest
in the Aunt Delilah Corporation.

You'll be rich.

You'll have your own car,
your own house.

My own house?

You gonna send me away, Miss Bea?
I can't live with you?

Honey child, please don't send me away.
Don't do that to me.

Why, don't you want your own house?

No. How am I gonna take care of you
and Miss Jessie if I ain't here?

Oh, Delilah.

Delilah, you'll have me
in tears in a minute.

Let me and Peola stay
the same as we been doing.

I's your cook,
and I wanna stay your cook.

Of course you can stay, Delilah.

I only thought now that
the money's coming in,

and after all,
it's all from your pancake flour...

I gives it to you, honey.
I makes you a present of it.

Youse welcome.

Oh, Delilah, you're hopeless.

I could've told you that.

Well, I'll simply have to put
the money in the bank for you.

That's all right, honey,
if you want to, against my funeral.

I does hanker for a good funeral.

Once a pancake, always a pancake.

(BAND PLAYING 1930s DANCE MUSIC)

What are you doing behind the bar, Elm?

- I'm hiding.
- Hiding? What do you mean?

It's all your fault. Look at me.

What's the matter? You look grand.

Yeah, I look like a crow
calling to its firstborn.

- Did you hear what I was saying?
- No.

I've been trying to say that you're one

of the grandest party givers
in all New York.

- Here, have another cocktail.
- Good. I will. I want to drink a toast.

Gentlemen, I give you
the fifth anniversary...

No, no, the 10th.

The 10th anniversary
of Aunt Delilah's Pancake Flour.

Thank you. You're all very kind.

(BAND PLAYING)

Them boys sure play good for white boys.

They ought to play well.
They get paid enough for it.

What's that got to do with it, Peola?

Oh, nothing.

- A charming party, Bea.
- Swell.

Thank you, darling.

- Hello, Hugo.
- Hello, my dear.

- Sorry I'm so late.
- It's nice to see you anytime.

- You're very beautiful tonight.
- Thank you.

- And so young.
- Bless you for that.

- Is Jessie still at school?
- Yes.

- I suppose she'll come home a young lady.
- I'm afraid so.

Come on, honey, I'll dance with you.

Can't you leave me alone?
I don't want to dance. I want to read.

How long is this party
gonna keep up anyway?

What's the matter with my baby?

I'm sick and tired of it.

What, the party?

No. Not the party.

What is it, baby?

What's my baby want?

I wanna be white like I look.

Peola.

Look at me. Am I not white?
Isn't that a white girl there?

Oh, honey, we's had this out
so many times.

Can't you get it out of your head?

No, I can't.

You wouldn't understand that, would you?

Oh, what is there for me anyway?

Peola.

Are you looking for something?

Yes. The doorbell.

- The doorbell?
- Yes, isn't it silly?

I can't find the doorbell.

I've heard of people lighting matches
to find house numbers,

but never a doorbell.

Do you know, by any chance,
where it's hidden?

Why, yes. It's over there.

Well, it's all right, thanks.
I can get in now.

- Jarvis?
- Yes, madam.

- Who's the gentleman who just came in?
- I don't know, madam.

I thought perhaps that...

Jarvis, the light isn't working out there.
Will you have it fixed?

Very good, madam.

- Oh!
- Hello.

Hello.

- Well, I finally got in.
- Yes, so I see.

By the way,
have you ever seen that doorbell?

Why, yes...

I suppose it's studded with diamonds,
and they put it in the safe after dark.

You know, I'm coming up here by daylight
and take a good look at it.

Yes, do.

- Shall we dance?
- I'd love to.

Excuse me.

Well, I was rather late getting here.

- The party's nearly over.
- Not for me.

And to think I had this forced on me.

- You didn't want to come?
- No.

A friend asked me. Elmer Smith.

- Oh, Elmer asked you!
- Yes. Do you know him?

Yes.

He's been trying to drag me up
to see her ever since I got in town.

See whom?

Mrs. Pullman, the pancake queen.

Oh.

- I put it off as long as I could.
- Mmm-hmm?

You know, these big businesswomen
frighten me to death.

- Why?
- They're so efficient and competent and...

But tell me, what's she really like?

Oh, she's... Let's see.
Why don't you ask your friend Elmer?

No, he says she's beautiful,
wonderful, a noble character.

But what else could he say?

You don't think he'd jeopardize
a $50,000-a-year job.

(CHUCKLING) Not Elmer.

May I get you something?
An ice or some flannel cakes?

- Flannel cakes?
- Yes, or whatever she calls them.

You don't think a pancake queen

is going to pass up an opportunity
to advertise her product?

I'd like some champagne.

- May I have two...
- Just one moment, sir. Please.

ELMER: There must be more than this!

But there are still six cases left, sir.

It's going awfully fast.

Here, keep these two for me.

- I may need them later.
- Yes, sir.

So that's where you are!

- You're late.
- You're drunk.

You're a liar.

- May I have two, please?
- At once, sir.

- Nice time to be showing up.
- I've been here for hours.

No wonder I couldn't find you
hiding behind this bar.

Nice way to treat a guest.
A stranger, too.

I've been watching for you all night.

Didn't think you'd wait
till the party was over.

Why do they build dog kennels in bars?

Come on. I want you
to meet Mrs. Pullman.

Can't right now. Some other time.

What do you mean, "Some other time"?

I've something more important
to do right now.

- For instance?
- I'm taking a drink to a very charming lady.

You haven't lost any time, have you?

I tried not to.

Don't you think it's high time you paid
your respects to your hostess?

Later.

Here she is, and you're going to meet her,
whether you want to or not.

Bea, this is an old friend of mine,
Stephen Archer.

Steve, this is Mrs. Pullman.

The pancake queen.

Oh.

I don't know what to say. How to...

I've been so rude. I'm so sorry.

Sorry! What are you sorry about now?

I hope you'll never know.

Say, what's the matter with him anyway?

Don't feel too badly.
I led you on to your downfall.

I feel all kinds of a fool.

You see, I was to have met Elmer here.

And then I... I met you instead.

- It's all right now, isn't it?
- If you say so, yes.

You know, I'm not really civilized.

For the past eight months, I've been walking
on the bottom of the Pacific Ocean

with the jellyfish and the whales.

What are you talking about?

Let me introduce myself again.
My name is Stephen Archer,

and I am an ichthyologist.

- A what?
- Ichthyologist. Fishes.

You know, I study fishes for those
who are interested in the life of the fish.

So you can better understand why a man
who spends all of his time with the fish

should behave like one.

Good night.

- Good night.
- Good night.

- Have one?
- No, thanks.

WOMAN #1: Good night.

WOMAN #2: Good night.

Well, it's getting late.
The guests are going home.

I said the guests were going home.

Yes, I know. It's after 2:00.

Way after.

I'm aware of the time.
Also other things.

There's no use you hanging around here.

Tomorrow you'll just be
the forgotten man, that's all.

Then I'd better
make the most of tonight.

She's got no time for silly romance.

She's such a charming woman, Elmer.

Uh-huh.

- And you're such a fortunate man.
- Why?

To be her general manager.

You don't, by any chance,
need an office boy down there, do you?

Yes. We've got one. I'm it.

- Good night, honey.
- Good night, dear.

- Don't forget, I'll see you Thursday.
- I'll be there.

- Good night, Mrs. Pullman.
- Good night.

Leaving, Elmer?

Or can I get you something?

You can get my hat and coat.
I'm going home.

Jarvis, Mr. Smith's hat and coat.

Elmer, where did you meet
that nice friend of yours?

I don't remember.

I think it was in a speakeasy.
He's a fugitive from justice.

I don't know how such people
get into your house.

You better put the piano in the safe.

But he's a friend of yours, isn't he?

That's my story,
and I'm going to stick to it.

That's all, Jarvis.

The old bear loves you, doesn't he?

He's been such a faithful watchdog
to Jessie and me.

- Jessie?
- My daughter.

- Here she is.
- Oh!

She's older than that now.
She's away at school.

Well, she's charming. Like you.

Oh, I suppose she doesn't seem
so wonderful to others, but to me,

she's the beginning
and the end of everything.

I don't wonder.

- Not finished?
- Are you throwing me out?

I'm a working woman.
There's tomorrow morning, you know.

This must be yours.
It's the only one left.

Oh, this is brutal.

- I'll go on two conditions.
- What?

That you lunch with me tomorrow.
I mean today at...

I never go out for lunch.

At Pierre's at 1:15.

All right.

- But I said two conditions.
- What's the other?

- Will you kiss me?
- What?

So I'll know I'm forgiven.
You did lead me on, you know.

Oh, it was fun.

Just a little bit cruel, aren't you?

I'm a woman.

You're Juliet and Beatrice
and Diana of the Crossways.

All the women I've loved.

- Have you only loved characters in books?
- Mostly.

Waiting for one to come alive.

And now one has.

Thank you.

Pierre's at 1:15.

- Good night.
- Good night.

By the way, next time,

the bell is here.

I'll remember next time.

(WHISTLING)

BEA: Hello, Delilah. Come on up.

Let's talk the party over.
It's the best part of it anyway.

- Everybody gone?
- Mmm-hmm.

I'm not a bit sleepy.

Don't bother about that now, Delilah.
Let it go till morning.

Miss Bea, you sure had a good party.

I think so.

Oh, it feels good to get those off.

I'll bet it does.

Come here. Let me take 'em.

Come on, put 'em up here. That's it.

That's what you used to do
in the old boardwalk days,

when my feet ached
from peddling maple syrup.

- Remember?
- I remembers.

We's gone a long ways
from there, ain't we, though?

We certainly have.

Miss Bea, there was a very
handsome gentleman up here tonight.

I got a peek at him. Who might he be?

I wonder which one.

Don't you know a handsome gentleman
when you sees one, honey?

Well, there was a handsome gentleman.

I wonder if I mean
the same one you mean.

You does, honey.
What's the gentleman's name?

Stephen Archer.

Mmm.

That's a good name for a good man.

Funny thing, Miss Bea,
I got a great sense about a man.

You ain't taking no chance there.

Mercy, Delilah!
Of course I'm not taking a chance!

Why, to hear you talk, you'd think
he'd proposed and been accepted.

That's all right. Leave him be.

Things is working. Leave him be.

I'll leave him be.

You gotta do your part, honey.

Now, what on Earth do you mean by that?

Well, I means, if he makes
a move in the right direction,

you don't have to slap his hand,
in a manner of speaking.

Delilah, there's nothing farther
from my mind than a husband.

What he do, Miss Bea?

He's an ichthyologist.

Yes'm.

Well, I always say, there ain't
a better business for a man to be in.

He make pretty good
money at it, I guess.

At what, Delilah?

At that "ichylologist" business.

Yes, I think he does very well at it.

Well, I declare.
Keep him indoors, I suppose.

No, outdoors most of the time.

A traveling man, I reckon.

All over the world.

All over the world. Say, honey,
what is this business of his?

It's fishing, Delilah.

Just fishing?

Uh-huh.

With a hook?

No. No, the study of fishes.

Oh. But I wouldn't
let that stand in my way.

Let him go fishing.
There's worse things.

Funny, though.
He don't look to be a lazy man.

Oh, Delilah. You're incurably romantic.

It ain't romantic to want a man.
Just natural.

I've got Jessie.

And you've got Peola.

Yes'm. I got Peola, Miss Bea.

What am I gonna do about that poor child?
She's so unhappy.

You know, Delilah, I've been wondering

if it might not be better
if you could send Peola

to one of those good colleges
in the South for colored people,

where she could finish her education
and where she wouldn't be faced

with the problem of white all the time.

You know what a disaster
her schooling has been here.

Yes'm.

If she'd only go.

Ask her anyway.

We've worked so long
and so hard for our two girls.

And for Jessie,
it's been well worthwhile.

I want you to have
the same satisfaction with Peola.

You deserve it, Delilah. I'll do
everything in my power to help you.

Maybe down there in some other school...

- Why don't you talk to her?
- Yes'm.

I'll go right down,
and if she ain't asleep,

- I'll try and reason with her.
- Yes, try, Delilah.

- Yes'm. Good night, Miss Bea.
- Good night, dear.

Asleep yet, honey?

No.

Peola, won't you be a good child
like you can be, darling,

and do something for your mammy?

Don't say "mammy"!

Look here, baby, you go down South

to one of them high-toned colleges

where only the high-toned goes.

Wouldn't you do that for me, honey?

A Negro school?

Ain't nothing to be ashamed of,
daughter dear.

Meet your cross halfway.

It won't be near so heavy.

Go amongst your own.

Quit battling!

Your little head's sore now
from butting against stone walls.

Open up and say, "Lord, I bows my head."

He made you black, honey.

Don't be telling him his business.
Accept it, honey.

Do that for your mammy,
your mother, dear.

Oh, my baby.

(HUMMING)

(WHISTLING)

You back again?

Hello, Elmer. Not staying for dinner?

No. Do you realize what you're doing?

Don't you know you're spoiling one of
the best businesswomen in New York?

Me?

And ruining a great business?

Oh, Elmer, you overrate my powers.

Ever since the night I introduced you here,
what's it been?

Paradise.

Yeah. Not for the stockholders.

You're overly sensitive
about them, Elmer.

Stockholders don't expect
anything anymore.

They've been trained not to.

In the name of
the National Recovery Act,

will you let her have a day free so we can
get some office work done at the office?

Is that the only reason
you want me to leave her alone?

You'd make a great undertaker.

(LAUGHING)

My, Miss Bea,
you sure do look beautiful!

Thank you, Delilah.
Do you like my dress?

Mmm! It ain't your dress.
It's more than that.

It's in your eyes and your cheeks.

It's come to you, Miss Bea.

- What's come?
- Has he gotten very far yet?

Delilah, you're a matchmaker at heart.

There's Mr. Archer now.

Miss Bea, when you sits on the sofa,

sit to this end, thisaway,
not to that end, thataway.

Delilah, what are you talking about?

I's done put my bestest rabbit foot
underneath the pillow.

(LAUGHING) Oh, Delilah!

Hello, Stephen.

What are you laughing at?
Tell me so I can laugh, too.

I wouldn't dare now. Perhaps later.

It's a century since I saw you last.

Four hours.

Look at your lovely flowers.

It's so terribly nice of you
to send them to me every day.

Bea, down the river there,

you can't see it
because it's beyond the bend,

my boat is waiting.

In 10 days,
you could be drifting in a tropic sea

under a night sky
of the most unbelievable blue.

All full of stars that burn warmly.

And so close, you can almost
take them in your hands.

I know it sounds too poetic,
but so help me it's true!

You'd glide past mysterious
little islands, black and silent.

And in the water under your feet,

you'd see sudden shining streaks
of phosphorescence like shooting stars.

Flying fish.

And on the shore breeze,
there'd come to you

the perfume of warm lands,
hyacinth, jasmine.

And there isn't a sound.
It's all silent.

All my life, I've never known silence.

There are seven telephones on my desk.

I hear them ringing even in my sleep.

Down there, we don't have telephones

or conferences
or stockholders' meetings.

The only businessmen are the sharks.

They're the collectors. Only they
don't collect, they just glide by.

It sounds like paradise.

It is paradise.

It could be if...

Bea, I haven't made a mistake
about you, have I?

You do like me?

Like you?

Uh-uh.

- I love you, Stephen.
- Oh, Bea!

I've loved you from the first minute

when I looked out of the window

and you were having such
an awful time with the doorbell.

Darling!

Let's not wait very long.
Let's be married soon.

- Whenever you like.
- Oh, my dear!

Before you know it,

we'll be on the bridge of my boat,
sailing down the bay.

Destination?
Wherever we feel like going.

With you, anywhere!

Oh, I forgot.

- What?
- There's Jessie.

What about Jessie?

She'll be home in a few days
for her vacation.

Well?

Stephen, will you do something for me?

Of course! Anything.

Let's keep it a secret for a while.

Let's not tell Jessie anything
about you and me, not at first.

Whatever you say.

I want her to know you and like you
before she finds out about us.

You see, well, Jessie and I,

we've always been together,
just the two of us.

Now, don't you worry.
Just leave Jessie to me.

I'll be so nice to her that by the time
we're ready to break the news,

she'll be begging you to marry me.

I'm sure she will.

- Hello, Jarvis.
- How do you do, sir?

- Miss Pullman is in the drawing room.
- Yeah?

Hello!

Hello.

Oh, I beg your pardon.
I thought Mrs. Pullman was here.

I'm Jessie Pullman. Won't you come in?

Why, but... But it...

What?

But you're supposed
to be just a little girl.

But I'm not! I'm grown up.

Look.

Oh, that's an old picture.
Mother will keep it out.

I'm going to have some new ones made.

I am Stephen Archer.
I'm a friend of your mother's.

Do sit down.
Mother should be here any minute now.

She wasn't expecting me until tomorrow.

So I understood.

How long's your vacation to be?

Oh, you know it's a vacation?

I know a lot of things about you,

except how big you are.
There you fooled me.

I love vacations.
This one's only two weeks.

But I expect to squeeze
every minute out of it.

I couldn't get home fast enough
to be with Mother.

STEPHEN: There's your mother now.

- Mother!
- Darling!

- Darling!
- Mother!

- When did you get here?
- About 3:00.

Why didn't you let me know?

I wanted to surprise you.

I had a chance to motor down
with Janie Prentice.

But I thought you wouldn't be through
with your exams until today.

I was supposed to take one
in algebra this morning,

but I would have flunked it anyway,
so I didn't see any reason for staying.

If it's algebra, I don't care. But don't
tell me you failed in anything else.

Oh, no, I was a very bright child
and passed in everything else.

Mother, could I change from English
Composition to Dramatics next term?

Yes, darling. Let me look at you!

Good heavens! How you've grown!

I'll say I have.
None of my clothes fit me anymore.

- Going to have to have some new ones.
- Oh, I can't bear it.

My little girl's grown up.
It's too dreadful.

Mother, may I go
to your dressmaker this time?

- I feel so silly in these simple things.
- We'll see.

And I need a new riding habit
for the horse show.

You're coming up for it,
aren't you, Mother?

I don't know, darling. I'll try. You...

Oh, Stephen, I'm so sorry.
This is my daughter.

Oh, we're old friends.

Mr. Archer and I have been talking.

Oh! He's an ichthyologist, dear.

Do you know what that is?

Why, Mother, what do you think
I go to school for?

Oh, I beg your pardon!

Darling, I'm dying for my tea.
Will you run and tell Jarvis?

Of course.

- Did you see Delilah?
- Yes, I've seen everyone.

- Isn't she sweet?
- Her mother all over again.

It seems I can't do without you
even for a little while.

Even for the few minutes
I do go to the office.

Sweet.

Oh, Stephen, isn't she big?

Well, she's tall, but she's just a baby.

I'm going to forget about the office
while Jessie's in town.

We'll give her one round of gaiety.

Dinners, theaters,
we'll go to all the smart restaurants.

- You'll help me, won't you?
- Of course I will.

Ichthyologist. Ichthyologist.

Ichthyologist. I-C-H... ichthyologist.

Ichthyologist.
"One who makes a study of fish."

Fish?

Here's your tea, darling.

No, thanks, Mother.
I really don't care for any.

No? Well, I'm gonna swallow mine
and then go freshen up a bit.

Not even one of these?

No, thank you.

Mr. Archer and I are going
to give you a whirl

to take the taste of school
out of your mouth.

I'm going to play hooky
from the office too.

- Mother, that'll be grand!
- Mr. Archer's idea.

- He says he'll be proud to take us about.
- I will, indeed.

I think we're going to have
a marvelous time.

Now, you and Stephen can plan what plays
you'd like to see while I'm dressing.

Well, have you any suggestions about plays?
I mean, do you know what's on?

I'm afraid I don't.
I'll have to look over the list.

But I'm very much
interested in ichthyology.

Are you? That's very flattering.

Take, for instance,
the habits of the sea mew.

Is the sea mew the same family as...

I'm afraid you have me stumped there.

You see, my subject is fish.
The sea mew is a bird.

Oh...

But that's a perfectly natural mistake.

The sea mew ought to be a fish.

I'm caught, aren't I?
The very first crack.

Well, it takes a bit of doing
to tell the birds from the fish.

- I suppose I'd better confess.
- Oh, do.

I was just bluffing a minute ago.

I didn't know what ichthyology meant at all
until I looked it up in the encyclopedia.

But I read so fast, I couldn't remember.

A better way for you
to learn about ichthyology

would be to see my private aquarium.

Could I? I'd love to. When may I come?

- Would tomorrow be too soon?
- Tomorrow would be perfect.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Come in.

Hello, Delilah.

Excuse me, Miss Bea.
I hope I ain't bothering ya.

- What is it?
- But I'm in trouble again.

Peola. She's left the school.

Oh, Delilah!

I'm sure it's not as bad as you think.

But it's four days now
since she left the school,

and she ain't come home.

We'll go down there, Delilah.
We won't leave a stone unturned

until we find her.

- Mother!
- Darling, I'm so sorry.

I've got to go away for a few days.

Delilah's just had some bad news.

Peola's disappeared from the school,

so you see, I've got
to go down there with her.

Mother, what do you suppose...

We don't know anything more, darling.

I'm sorry. Is there anything I can do?

Yes. Will you take care
of Jessie for me?

I'll do my best.

- There's Delilah now.
- Poor Delilah.

- I'll go and speak to her.
- Yes, do.

I'm awfully sorry, Delilah.

I know everything's
going to be all right, though.

DELILAH: If anything
happens to that child,

I'd just get sick all over.

I hate to run away like this, but if
you could have seen Delilah's face...

I understand.

- I'll say goodbye here.
- Goodbye, darling.

Telegraph me often.

Yes, I will, darling.

I wish I could go with you.

I wish you could, too,
but there's Jessie.

I know. By the time you get back,

- Jessie and I will be great friends.
- I'm sure you will.

- Good evening, madam. Good evening, sir.
- Good evening.

- Two, please.
- Certainly.

This way, please.

This must be the place.

- There she is, Miss Bea!
- Yes.

- How do you like your new job?
- Very much, thank you.

- Thank you.
- Give me one of those.

Yes.

What can I do for you?

Peola.

We've been looking everywhere for you.

Are you talking to me?

There must be some mistake.
My name isn't Peola.

There ain't no mistake.
Why have you got this job?

You don't have to work.
I'll give you everything you want.

What are you talking about?

I'm sure you've got me confused
with someone else.

Why, Peola, child! I'm your mammy!

Why, that's ridiculous!
I never saw you before in my life!

MAN: What's the meaning of this?

This woman doesn't know
what she's talking about.

Do I look like her daughter?

Do I look like I could be her daughter?

- Why, she must be crazy!
- Peola!

How can you talk
to your mother that way?

Come on, Delilah. Come on.

Brace up, Delilah.
Everything will turn out all right.

- We'll find her again.
- Yes'm.

Miss Bea, there she is! She's back.

Peola's come home.
She's back home. My baby!

Baby!

My little lamb.

Peola, you're back!

Yes, Mother.

And I want to tell you how sorry I am
for what I did to you.

Oh, that's all right.

Come, come, baby, and sit down.

It don't feel like you're really here
standing so far off.

Mother, I've done everything
you wanted me to.

I went to that school and tried
to be happy there to please you.

But I just couldn't bear it.
I couldn't! I had to get away!

I understand, baby.

We're gonna forget all
about it now. It's all right.

But it isn't all right, Mother.
I want to talk to you.

I'll go upstairs, Delilah.

No, Miss Bea. You stay, please.
I want you to hear, too.

What's my little baby got on her mind?

I want to go away.

Go away? Go where, Peola?

I mean... By that I mean
I want to go away.

And you mustn't see me or own me

or claim me or anything.

I mean, even if you
pass me on the street,

you'll have to pass me by.

No, Peola!

I know it's terrible of me, Miss Bea.

But you don't know what it is
to look white and be black.

You don't know.

I can't go on this way any longer.

I can't give up my baby.

I bore ya. I nursed ya.

I love ya. I love ya more
than you can guess.

You can't ask your mammy to do this!

You've got to promise me, Mother.

I'm your mammy, child!
I ain't no white mother!

It's too much to ask of me. I ain't got
the spiritual strength to meet it.

I can't hang on no cross!
I ain't got the strength.

You can't ask me to unborn my own child.

I'm sorry, Mother.

I know it's asking a lot,

but I've got to live my own life.

Bye.

Peola, how can you hurt your mother so?

How can you make her suffer this way?

I'm sorry, Miss Bea,
but I can't help it!

(DELILAH CRYING)

Don't cry, Delilah.

Don't cry. She'll come back to you.

Give her a little time.

A few hard knocks,
and she'll come running back to her mother.

That's what mothers are for!

She'll remember
that you're here to turn to.

No, Miss Bea.

I've lost my baby.

She won't ever come back.

Of course she will.

I'm going to get Julie
to fix you a cup of tea.

And I'll be down again in a few minutes.

Thank you, Miss Bea. I'll be all right.

- Mother!
- Hello.

Darling, you're back!

Yes, darling. We came in downstairs.

- Peola's here, you know.
- Yes, I saw her.

I've missed you so.
You've been gone such a long time.

Five days.

It was only supposed to be two.

What's the matter? You look troubled.

I am troubled, darling.

I've just seen such a tragedy.

Poor Delilah!

- What did Peola do?
- She's gone.

She's gone away. Disowned her mother.

Oh, how dreadful!

Darling, if anything should ever
come between us, it would kill me.

- Nothing can, Mother.
- We must see that it doesn't.

Don't be silly, darling.
There's no reason.

Come sit down a minute.

- How much have you missed me?
- Lots, of course.

But not as much as I might have
if Stephen hadn't taken your place.

Oh, so I've been supplanted, have I?
But you have got on well?

Oh, have we! We've dined out
every night and danced,

seen three plays and two picture galleries
and the Bronx Park Zoo.

Well!

Your ichthyologist is grand, darling.

- I think we ought to keep him in the family.
- Mmm-hmm?

He thinks you're beautiful. He said so.

- Did he?
- He thinks I'm nice, too.

Mother, why do I have
to go back to school?

- What's this?
- Well, after all...

Too much vacation.

You don't want me to turn out to be
a stuffy intellectual, do you?

I have no very serious fears
about that, my sweet. No.

Well, after all, what's the good of algebra
and all that stuff to a girl?

You know, this sounds
very suspicious to me.

You sure you haven't some handsome
football captain in hiding?

No, he isn't a football captain.

But there is someone!

Well, I'll have to look into that.

Right now, I want a tub.
I'm so sticky after my night on the train.

Right, darling. And I'm going out.

- Where?
- Just out.

Oh, out! I see. Out's a big place.

Be back in an hour or two.

See that you are.
I've just begun to talk to you.

(PHONE RINGING)

- Hello.
- Hello, Stephen. This is Bea.

Oh, hello, Bea! I'm so glad you're back.
When can I come over?

I'm just getting into the tub.
Give me half an hour.

Jessie tells me you've played
the beau in grand style.

She's a most appealing little person, Bea,
half child and half woman.

I've had a delightful time.

Hurry with that bath, will you?
I'll be waiting for you.

Goodbye, dear.

(DOORBELL RINGING)

- Hello.
- Well, if it isn't the night prowler herself.

I didn't think
you'd get up at all today.

Wasn't it too dreadful,
getting home in broad daylight like that?

I never enjoyed anything
so much in my life.

- No repentance?
- Not now.

I'll probably have plenty of repenting
to do when Mother finds out.

She got home about an hour ago.

Yes, I know. I've just been
talking to her on the phone.

I'm going over there as soon
as I get through fixing Horace.

Oh.

Want to come along
and have a look at Horace?

I thought Horace was a new species,

but he's turned out to be
just an ordinary crab.

Stephen, I've just told Mother
I don't want to go back to school.

- No? Why not?
- I want to stay here.

Stephen, what do you think of me?

I think you're just about
the nicest child I've ever known.

Now, don't you begin that child stuff!

At 37, anything under 20
seems a babe in arms.

I think 37 is the ideal age.

Don't you believe it.
It's a dreadful age.

Well, I like it.

You know, I think I like
the ones with the big claw best.

The bachelors.

Poor lonely hearts. Why don't you put
a lady crab in with them?

They'd tear each other
to pieces over her.

How romantic!

- For the winner.
- He becomes a married crab?

- For the time being at least.
- Divorce is common?

Statistics show about the same percentage
as in the United States.

- You're a nut.
- Excuse me.

When I marry,
I'm never going to be divorced.

- (CHUCKLING) How do you know?
- Just that...

When a girl like me falls in love,
it's forever, forever and ever.

What makes you so sure?

Because I am in love.

You are? Well, don't you think
you might've told me?

Is he handsome?

Stephen, it's you.

I love you.

Jessie, my dear...

It's true! I do love you!

Do you think it's fair
to make sport of your elders?

I'm not! I'm serious, Stephen,
terribly serious.

Oh, no, you're not. You're just a baby.

Oh.

Stephen, we did have
fun together, didn't we?

I thought so. Grand fun.

That night we rode
on the ferry to Staten Island,

on the top deck under the stars...

And last night, in the open barouche,
driving up Fifth Avenue.

That was fun, wasn't it?
For you, I mean.

You bet it was.

No, it wasn't!

You were just putting yourself out
to be nice to a child!

A perfectly silly child!

Jessie!

Hello, dear.
You didn't stay long, did you?

- No, I...
- I'm just going down to see Delilah.

- Jarvis.
- How do you do, sir?

Oh, Stephen! I'm so glad to see you!

It's great to have you back again.

Jessie just came in ahead of you,

or have you two come in together?

I stopped in at Stephen's apartment.

I wanted to see how Eph and Maggie were.

Eph and Maggie?
Who in the world are they?

They're two of the crabs.

Oh, now, don't tell me
you've named them!

Oh, yes, they all have names.
One's Elmer.

And one's named Fanny.

You didn't know that I was getting
to be quite an ichthyologist myself,

- did you, Mother?
- BEA: That's splendid.

Mrs. Pullman, can you come
right away? It's Delilah.

Oh, yes. Excuse me.

Better now?

Yes'm, Miss Bea.

I just somehow give out all of a sudden.

It ain't nothing.

You go upstairs.

Mary here, she'll do for me fine.

I'm going to stay right here
until you're feeling better.

Delilah, if there's anything you want...

Thank you, Miss Bea.

There is something.

I want me a good funeral.

What?

Delilah, what are you talking about?

No, you're going to be all right.

No, Miss Bea. I'm all through now.

But that's all right.
I ain't a-worrying much.

If the Lord is ready,
it ain't for me to hesitate.

Oh, no. Delilah, I just
couldn't do without you.

None of us could.

(CHUCKLES)

That's awful sweet
of you to say, Miss Bea.

I appreciate it.

But about my funeral...

All right, what about it?

I'll promise you
the finest funeral in the world,

only you must get well first.

Yes'm.

I paid my dues regular in all my lodges.

And I'm a church member
in good standing.

And I do want a long procession.

I hope all the lodges turn out in full.

And I hope it don't rain.

I want to go meet my maker
with plenty of bands playing.

I want to ride up to heaven

in a white velvet hearse.

Silk velvet.

Purple satin inside the casket.

I wants them colored folks' eyes
to bulge out.

And another thing,

I want horses to the hearse.

I don't like the smell of gasoline.

Delilah, you'll have
everything you want,

but not for years and years to come.

Oh, you.

You and your processions.

Let me tell you some good news.

What, Miss Bea?

- I'm going to be married.
- Why, Miss Bea!

Now you see why you've got to get well
just as quickly as you can?

Married!

The rabbit's foot did do
some good after all, didn't it?

JARVIS: This way, Doctor, please.

Here's the doctor to see you.

- Good evening, Mrs. Pullman.
- Good evening, Doctor.

Well, how's the famous Aunt Delilah?

Doctor, this big mountain lying here thinks
she isn't going to get well.

(CHUCKLING) Well, we'll have
to get her out of that notion.

- We'd better get her undressed, I think.
- BEA: I'll see you before you leave.

Very good.

- STEPHEN: Jessie.
- JESSIE: Why didn't you tell me?

Because your mother
asked me not to until...

Until I knew you better
and learned to like you.

Well, I did, didn't I?

I think I'll go and come back later.
Will you tell your mother?

Yes.

- Goodbye, Jessie.
- Goodbye.

Stephen.

How's Delilah?

I don't know.
The doctor's still with her.

- Are you going?
- Yes.

I was going to run along and dress and then
come back for you in about an hour.

Is that all right?

Stephen...

Do you mind if I don't go to dinner?

Of course not.

I'm dreadfully tired,
more than I realized,

after the trip and all
that's happened today.

I understand.

You go to bed early
and get a good night's rest,

and I'll see you tomorrow.

- Yes. Tomorrow night for dinner.
- Yes.

- Good night, dear.
- Good night.

- Oh, there you are, Mother.
- Hello, dear.

I like your dress.

It's one I got while you were away.

It's very nice.

Stephen not here yet?

No. Come and sit down.

Mother, would you mind terribly

if I went back to school
the end of the week?

Darling, what's the matter?

Aren't you enjoying your vacation?

Yes, it's been very nice, but...

Well, then what is it?
You still have another week.

And only yesterday you were asking me
why you ever had to go back to school at all.

I was just talking then.
I really do like school.

And I've been thinking,
if I do a lot of cramming, I could...

Mother, may I go to Switzerland
to finish my last two years?

- Switzerland?
- Yes. A lot of the girls go.

Even Janie Prentice is talking about it.

There really are
a lot of advantages in going.

Switzerland...

- Mr. Smith.
- Show him in.

- Hello, Jessie.
- Hello, Elmer.

Hello, Elmer.

Well, there you are. You dodging me?

- What have I done?
- What are you talking about?

I've been trying to get in touch
with you for the last 24 hours.

You won't come near the office,

and you won't answer the telephone.

All I can get is the butler,
and I can't penetrate past him.

You're too busy! You're tired!
You can't be disturbed!

I'd never known about Delilah
except through the butler.

Why have you gone into the silence?
What's it all about?

Elmer, what is it you want?

I just dropped in to tell you

that unless we move in the matter
of national brands,

the deal is going to be called off.

Well, let it!

But they're willing to meet our demands.

You turn the management over to them
and keep 50% of the stock.

That relieves you of all responsibility.

And there's more money in it
than you can possibly think of.

In fact, there's more money
than I can pronounce without stuttering.

Would you like to hear me try?

I don't want to sell.

What?

I don't want to give up
active management.

But what's the matter? Before you went
south, you couldn't sell quick enough.

Well, I've changed my mind!

You wanted to get from behind that desk.

You wanted to be a human being!

- I'm not going to sell! Isn't that sufficient?
- But, Bea!

Must I always give you an account
of everything I do or don't do?

Bea.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Forgive me, Elmer.
I really don't know what I'm saying.

I'm so worried and unhappy.

Is it Delilah?

Yes. Yes, of course it's Delilah.

Elmer, did you see much of Jessie
while I was away?

She came to the office
a couple of times. Needed money.

- Alone?
- Steve was with her. Why?

Nothing.

I just wondered. That's all.

- Hello. May I come in?
- Hello, Stephen!

Is he boarding here?

Hello, Steve. Are you following me?

Every time I come here I find you.

- You might do worse.
- Might.

Well, so long. Good night, Bea.

I hope in the morning you'll have
better news of Delilah.

Thank you, Elmer.

Hello.

You look so worried, dear.
Isn't Delilah feeling any better?

No, she's much worse.
If we could only find Peola.

She keeps calling for her over and over.

SERVANTS: (SINGING) Lord, have mercy

Lord, have mercy

Lord, have mercy

On her soul

Do you realize that I haven't had a moment
alone with you since you came back?

- Yes, I know.
- And you were gone five whole days.

I've got a great many things
to talk over with you.

So have I. I want to talk
to you about Jessie.

Mother. Mother, the doctor wants you
to come quickly.

- Excuse me, Stephen.
- Hello, Jessie.

- Hello, Stephen.
- Anything serious?

Yes, I'm afraid so.

SERVANTS: (SINGING) Lord, have mercy

Lord, have mercy

Lord, have mercy

Peola.

On her soul

DELILAH: Peola!

Where's my baby?

I's your mammy.

Delilah, darling.

I'm all right, Miss Bea.

- I'm resting better now.
- That's good.

But... But I'm going...

Across Jordan...

Pretty soon now.

(CRYING)

Peola?

Peola!

Doctor, leave me
have her picture, please?

It never done her justice.

Miss Bea?

Yes, darling, what is it?

Miss Bea, try and find my baby.

Yes, darling.

And if she gets in any troubles,
you'll see her through 'em?

Of course I will.

Ain't nothing bad about Peola.

She didn't mean to harm me
when she turned away.

No, of course she didn't.

Just tell her a right sweet goodbye.

Tell her to be a good girl.

(WEAKLY) Why, Peola ain't

little more than a baby now.

Doctor!

Lord, have mercy

Lord, have mercy

On her soul

Oh, Stephen!

(ALL SINGING) There is rest

For the weary

There is rest

For the weary

There is rest

For the weary

There is rest

For you

On the other

Side of Jordan

In the sweet

Fields of Eden

There are fields

Of light

Did you know her?

There is rest

For you

(SOBBING) Mother!

Mother!

Please forgive me.

I didn't mean it.

Mother, it's Peola.

Peola.

I didn't mean it, Mother.

Can't you forgive me?

- Peola. Peola.
- I killed you.

Peola, come on.

Miss Bea, I killed my own mother.

Don't talk like that, Peola.
Come with us. Come with us.

(PEOLA SOBBING)

MAN: Step back. All right, folks.
Step back, please.

(BAND PLAYING MELANCHOLY MUSIC)

She worked for me, slaved for me.

Always thought of me first,
never of herself.

Bea.

You're so lovely.

Darling, let's not wait any longer.

Let's be married right away, tomorrow,

and go away on my boat
as we planned to do.

Away from business and worry.

What's the matter?

Jessie's in love with you, isn't she?

- Oh. She's told you?
- No, she didn't have to. I knew.

I think I knew right away
when I came back from Virginia.

Bea, I hope you don't think that I...

Oh, no, no. I don't, not now.
It just happened.

It isn't serious. Just a childish
infatuation. She'll get over it.

No, not if I marry you, darling.

What are you saying?

I'm trying to say that we
can't go on as we planned.

No, Bea, you can't mean that.

She'll forget all about me the first
attractive boy that comes along.

Don't you see, darling?
Right now you're the man she loves.

If I were to marry you,

she'd always feel that I'd come
between her and her happiness.

But she's going
back to school next week.

She'll find new interests.

Soon she'll laugh at this
as a schoolgirl crush.

Oh, no, darling. Don't you see?

If you're here with me,
she'll keep on thinking about you.

She won't even want to come home,

where the three of us
would have to be together.

And the thought of her unhappiness
would come between you and me.

I won't give you up like this.

I love you.

Stephen, I love you more than I ever
thought it possible to love anyone.

- Then, Bea...
- Don't, darling.

Please don't make it any harder for me.

You must see how impossible it is.

Stephen, go back to your islands.

And when she forgets you,

I'll come to you, no matter
where you are, if you still want me.

I shall always want you.

Then I'll come.

Let's say goodbye.

Mother?

Yes, dear?

Where's Stephen?
Isn't he staying for dinner?

No, darling.

Look what I found in the library,

tucked away in the corner of the couch.

Delilah's rabbit's foot.

She must've put it there for good luck.

Dear Delilah.

Peola's decided to go back to school.

That's good. That's what Delilah
would've wanted for her.

When did you first meet Delilah?

Oh, a long time ago.

You were just about two.

I'll never forget that morning.

I was giving you a bath,
getting you ready for the day nursery.

Why are you laughing?

You kept yelling,
"I want my quack-quack!"

- Mother, I didn't.
- Yes, you did.

I can hear you now.

"I want my quack-quack!

"I want my quack-quack!"