All language subtitles for Millie (1931)

Hey, fellas, look!

Well, if it isn't Jack Maitland,
turning up the town again.

Who's that in the front seat,
Millie Blake?

Millie? Oh, boy, let me see,
let me see!

Boy, what a ball of fire she is,
and just raring to go!

Well, there wasn't any of these rarings
going on before her old man died.

That girl needs a father.

Millie knows how to take
care of herself.

- And don't I know it.
- Well, maybe she does.

Oh, I love this.

I've never ridden fast,
I get a thrill out of it.

I want excitement.

I want to live to go everywhere,
and see everything and do everything.

How would you like to go
to New York, Millie?

Oh, I'd love it, but...

Oh, it'll be a long time before
I get there, I guess.

How would you like to go with me?

Listen, that's the one thing
I won't do.

I thought we'd settled that
a year ago at Miller's Farm.

Oh, I mean it. I think you're the most
beautiful girl in the world and...

...and I'm the man to take
care of you.

Am I being proposed to?

You're getting the news
broken to you gently...

...that you're going to be Mrs.
Jack Maitland of New York.

Gee, that looks funny.

It looks great.

Anything else, sir? Iced water?

If I want anything, I'll call you.

- Thank you, sir.
- Sure.

Millie.

Why, darling, you're trembling.

It's... it's just excitement.

Mrs. Jack Maitland.

Are you sleepy?

Sleep... oh, no, no!

Why don't we drive to New York now?

- Now?
- It's only two hours.

Now see here.

Who is your boss?

- My husband.
- Do you love him?

Yes.

Afraid of him?

I guess I'm silly.

Of course you are. Now come on,
darling, you get some rest.

You're all tired out.

A little rest will do you
worlds of good.

- I have to telegraph!
- Telegraph?

Yeah, my mother.

Oh, good heavens.
I'll telephone her.

You get to bed.

Hello, give me long distance, please.

Hello, Mrs. Blake?

Uh... this is Jack Maitland.

Millie wants to talk to you,
hold the wire, please.

Yes, hold the phone.

Oh, Millie!

Millie.

Come on, darling, this is
long distance.

Step on it.

But I haven't anything to put on!

Oh, here.

Please hurry, honey!

Hello, dear.

I'm... I'm married.

I married Jack Maitland.

We're in a hotel in Greenwich.

Married?

Well, if you're married to such
a fine man as Jack Maitland,

what are you crying about?

But I... I never got married before,
how can I tell?

I... I'll write to you when
we get to New York.

Good-bye, dear.

Millie.

Did you tell her?

Yes.

What did she say?

She said for you to be
good to me.

- What?
- I got a brand new little friend.

You did? Well think of that.

Such a big girl, I don't know
my little baby.

Yes, dear, do you want
your bath now, huh?

You do? Let your mama
give it to you?

Oh, you dear.

Mother loves you so, precious one.

Come on, stand up.

Up she goes... oh, you're getting so big,
Connie, I don't know my little girl.

Come on, shall we go in?

Alrighty.

Come in.

Time for the baby's bath,
Mrs. Maitland.

Oh... Let me give her a bath,
will you?

- I'll do it just like you do.
- Now, Mrs. Maitland, don't tease.

Aw, go on, please let me.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Maitland.

Say, who's baby is this?

Well, what's that all about?

Oh, it's that governess.
She thinks she owns my baby.

I only see her about ten
minutes a day.

Oh, Jack.

Don't be cross.

Honey, it's awful, I haven't got a thing
to do all day long until you get home.

It's too bad about you,
isn't it?

A beautiful home, all the clothes that
money can buy, and a car to ride around in.

Oh, but that doesn't make up
for being lonely.

Yes?

Your bags are all packed, sir,
and the car is at the door.

Yes.

Oh, Jack, are you going to go
away again this weekend?

My business demands it.

Aw, honey.

Forget business for a couple of days.

Let's be like we used to,
just the two of us.

Are you going to start
that again?

I'm sorry, I...
I won't talk about it anymore.

You're a sweet kid.

I thought you were going to forget
again this morning.

- Forget what?
- To kiss me.

Well, you see I didn't.

Oh but, Jack, I...

I mean a real kiss the way
you used to.

There you are.

Well, what's the matter now?

Don't you love me anymore?

- Of course I do, sweet but...
- You don't kiss like it.

Well, good heavens, dear, I can't
waste all my days...

...billing and cooing, I have
business to look after.

Well, business didn't bother you
when we were first married.

You don't love me anymore,
that's what it is.

I loved you when I married you
and I love you now.

But then why do you leave me
day after day?

I get so loathsome I could die.

You think I go away because
I want to?

Why are you always kicking?

Well, why shouldn't I kick?

I'd like a little fun for a change.

I'd like a little loving once in a while.
And what do I get?

You're downtown all day and when you do come
home at night, you go to bed and you snore!

Listen, I'm not going to stand here and
argue with you, I have a train to catch.

- Good-bye!
- That's right, run!

You big coward, run!

- Good morning, Millicent.
- Good morning, Mother.

- How's the baby?
- Oh, she's...

She just like a little angel.

What's the matter, sweet?

I'm afraid I was cross with
Jack this morning.

Oh, he'll get over it.
I'm sure of that.

It takes time for young people to adjust
themselves to each other.

And a whole lot of patience.

You do like me a little, don't you?

I love you, Millicent.

I was thinking only this morning...

...that if I had a daughter,

I should want her to be
just like you.

- I could just hug you to pieces.
- Thank you, dear.

Maybe that's Jack now.

Hello?

What?

Why, Angie Wickershaff!

When did you get in New York?

And you never told me.

Why, Angie and I grew up together.

Well, I didn't ring you because I thought
you might be to proud to talk to me.

Well, then I got thinking you might
get sore if I didn't, so I did.

So she did.

Oh, I live with a girl named Helen.

- Oh, I'm working.
- Say you're a salesgirl at Mason's.

- I'm a salesgirl at Mason's.
- You've got the day off.

I've got the day off.

Tell her to meet you in front
of Mason's at one.

- Can you meet me in front of Mason's?
- One o'clock.

One o'clock?

Alright. I'd like to see you
pretty bad.

Good-bye.

I got her to come.

You got her to come?
- She's coming in spite of you.

I guess I know how to talk to a friend
from home without you telling me.

Did you tell her how to bring
your room rent?

You'll get your money,
now will you fade?

Why, I never knew they had cabarets
running in the daytime.

Oh, yes, it's a place for tired
businessmen to relax in.

- Oh, hello.
- Hello.

- Same as usual?
- Yes, thanks.

- I'll take ginger ale.
- Yes.

I come here pretty often.

Yes, I... I see you're rather
well acquainted.

It isn't hard for a girl to get
acquainted in this town.

Oh, Angie, don't try and spoof me,
I'm your friend.

Tell me, how did you happen
to come to New York?

Well, I got engaged to a man
who got his divorce in Mexico.

You would.

Well, how can a girl tell what's
going to happen in Mexico?

Oh, Angie!

- Hello, Miss Riley.
- Oh, hello, Max.

I'm looking for my girlfriend.

- Oh, never mind, there she is.
- All right.

- Oh, there you are, my dear.
- Hello, Helen.

Miss Riley, Miss Blake.

Oh, Mrs. Maitland now, is it not?

Oh, just Millie if you like.
Won't you have something?

Cr*me de menthe.
Not hard to manage, you know.

- This is a pleasant little witch box.
Say, what's that crack?

I beg your pardon.

Beat it, beat it,
go on, beat it.

Oh, um... I hope you don't
misunderstand, my dear.

No, I... I don't.

Oh, then I can relax.

Say, honestly, Millie, you're
a good egg.

Well, I hope so.

Say, I'd like to call my home, I...

My husband's away, suppose
we have dinner tonight.

- Gee, that would be swell.
- Where's the phone?

- Right over there by the door.
- I'll show you, Millie.

No, don't bother, I can find it.

Say, you know, Angie,

I like that dame.

- What ails you?
- Well, the dirty cheater.

- Who?
- Him, her husband.

- That one with the blond dame?
- Yes.

Well, what ever made you bring
her here, you little moron?

- Well, how did I know?
- Why, he's in here all the time.

I've never seen him.

Oh, he has that blond dame in here
five days a week.

- Really?
- There we are.

Here she comes.

Oh, get her out of here.
Tell her you're sick, tell her anything.

- Shall we have dinner here?
- Oh, no.

The food here is terrible, Millie.
Let's go to Cavanaugh's.

Yes, let's.

Well, can't we have our drinks?

Oh, we get some drinks over there.

Yes, and it's so stuffy in here,
I feel a little faint.

Yeah, come on, Millie,
let's blow.

Oh, I love this tune they're playing.
Let's watch them dance a few minutes.

Oh, come on, Millie,
let's not eat here.

Well, all right.

Jack!

Honey, let's not dance anymore,
I want to sit down with you.

All right, dearest.

Oh, I'll bet that dame can sock.

Her father was a blacksmith.

Really?

Hello, beautiful, what can we
do for you.

- Millie!
- Who is this woman?

- Who wants to know?
- Quiet!

What for?

Say, what are you butting
in here for?

Please, will you com on,
let's get out of here.

- Take your hands off of me.
- Who is this dame anyhow?

Will you keep quiet,
this is my wife.

That wouldn't mean
anything to her.

Oh, your wife?

Will you keep quiet, you'll have
everybody in the place in here.

Let'em come in.

Well, Mrs. Maitland, we'll have
a showdown and right now.

Tell her what I am to you, or I will.

- Go on, tell me what he is to you!
- She doesn't know what she's talking about.

I don't?

Well, I'm his sweetheart, that's what I am
and you don't mean a thing to him.

Millie!

- Waiter, will you hold her?
- So this was your important business.

Let me go!

Say listen, please, will you come out
of here or must I drag you?

Take your hands off me!
You and I are through, you cheat!

Oh, Millie, I'm terribly sorry.

Gee, Millie, you look kind of sick, honey.
Don't you think we'd better go?

- I'm all right.
- Millie, won't you come out of this place?

If it's good enough for you,
it's good enough for me.

- But you can't be seen here.
- From now on I don't care where I'm seen.

As long as I'm not seen with you.

Come in.

- Oh, hello, Millie honey.
- Hello, dear!

- How are you?
- Oh, I'm fine.

- Hello, Millie.
- Gee, I'm glad to see you.

Well, so this is the heaven the boss
dropped you into.

- Uh-huh.
- Third Avenue on the elevated.

Oh, it isn't so bad.

- Well, I'm through with marriage.
- From now on, I'll pay my own way.

Well, thank heavens you salvaged
some good clothes anyway.

This is nice.

Here, slip it on. We'll take you to the
Domino room and show you off.

And we'll get you a job in the chorus
just like we started with.

That ought to get you
a quick offer.

But I can't afford to go out nights.

Well, you certainly can't afford
to stay home nights.

Not at this stage in the game.

I've got to get up in the morning
early and look for work.

- Wo...
- Work?

Well, of course!

When are you going to find
time for opportunity?

Well, don't you call a good job
an opportunity?

Well, I wouldn't call it
very substantial.

Now... just what kind of a job
would you like?

Well,... I don't know.
I might...

I see, you're just gonna pass up everything
and become an orphan girl.

Yes, I guess that's it.

What I can't understand is giving up
that baby and not collecting for it.

- I think it's unnatural.
- Terrible.

Wouldn't it be selfish to take her
away from that beautiful home?

And besides... it isn't really like
giving her up.

I call her up every night...
and I see her on Sundays.

Isn't she a darling?

Gee.

I suppose nothing matters when
you've got something like that.

Call for Mr. Harrison.

Call for Mr. Harrison.

- Mr. George Stone.
- Call for Mr. Harrison.

No, thanks, I have my dinner
at home.

But if I ever come to Akron,
I certainly will.

You know, I could use you very
nicely in one of our shows.

Thanks, Mr. Marks, but I don't want to join
your show, or any show for that matter.

Would you like to meet
a rich broker?

No, thanks, I've met all the rich brokers
I care to in the two years right here.

Good morning, Mr. Damier.

Good morning, Millie.

- Hello, Jim.
- Hello, Marks.

Some cigarettes, please.

Marks, it's a lucky thing for you
you haven't got Miss Blake in your show.

Lucky? How?

Well, you'd never find another girl
lovely enough to match up with her.

That stops me.

I bet you went to bed early
to crack them out that good.

I stepped around till four.

- Well, you certainly don't look it.
- No?

I have to get my good
old eight hours or...

...I'll never get any place.

Just what is your ambition, Millie?

Oh, to... keep my independence.

And perhaps a little comfort.

Finding it difficult?

- Sort of.
- Really?

You know... Independence seems to be
a hard thing to hang on to.

- Well, how about the comfort.
- Oh, lots of offers.

Oh, I see.

Then I'll have to wait
my turn in line.

- Hm?
- Oh no, you won't.

Well, that's interesting.

- There isn't any line.
- And that's unbelievable.

- Oh, yes?
- Yes.

- Hello, Millie.
- Oh, hello, Tommy!

- Hello, Millie.
- Hello.

- Well, how's the press this morning?
- Not so good, Jim.

Hm, what a crop of eyes
you three have.

Y-you o-o-ought t-to
see the tonsils.

Why don't you boys go up to my room
and ask Henry to mix you a pickup?

Oh, thanks, Jimmy.

Th-these bankers have
such t-tender hearts,

wh-why shouldn't they run
the country?

Don't ask me riddles.
Come on, let's get the lifesaver.

Well, as I was saying...

See you later, Tommy.

So long.

- Millie.
- Good-bye.

- Smarty!
- I couldn't let him get away with that.

- As slick as I am.
- Oh, Tommy, why don't you slow down?

You'll never get any place
until you do.

I wish I felt as good as you look.

Hm-hmm. Well, you gotta start
the night before for that.

Hello, Millie, sorry I was late.

Oh, that's all right.

- Well, what's the idea?
- This is my day off.

Say, when you take a day off,
it's a national holiday.

What do you say we go to
Coney Island and celebrate?

No, Tommy. I wuldn't risk
having you fired.

Oh, don't worry, I'd take that risk
365 days a year.

What do you say?
I can fix it with the editor.

All right.

I'll go get that pickup
and be right back.

If we go to Coney, no pickup.

Okay, no pickup.

- Good-bye.
- Have a good time.

- Well, for heaven's sake!
- Who's been gilding these lilies?

- Hello, Millie, darling!
- Hello!

Oh, don't you look grand!

We're just back from Saratoga.
Hm, what a season we've had.

Oh, they're lovely.

- You know Mr. Rock, don't you?
- I'm afraid so.

- We're lunching at Sherry's.
- Yeah, what's going on there?

A trade convention?

Soak your head.

- Would you like to come along, dear?
- No, I'm going to Coney with Tommy.

What a man.

I have my moments.

I'll be back in a minute.

What in the world do you see
in that egg?

Oh, he's a nice boy, and he
doesnt try to paw me.

She goes out with men for
the darndest reasons.

Oh, say, we saw Maitland in Saratoga.
And of all the parties he threw.

You know, Millie, every time I think of
you turning down that Maitland dough,

I get chillblains.

When I'm through with a man,
I'm through.

When I'm through with a man,
I'm just beginning.

- Let's go, hm?
- All right.

You don't mind if we run?

- No, ring us up sometime, Millie, will you?
- I will.

- Don't let Millie eat too much.
- No, I won't.

Come on, dear.

Look at her, going to Coney
with a reporter.

I don't know what it is,

but that town you two came from
leaves a terrible mark.

What kind of a mark?

Oh, shut up.

Wouldn't Angie and Helen get
a laugh out of this?

- You should know.
- I don't. I know what I like, they don't.

Oh, yeah?

- You like me a little?
- Uh-huh.

You wouldn't fool a fellow?

Look at everybody, they look
so tiny way down there.

Gee, we're going so high!

It felt so scary.

Thanks for a swell day, Tommy.

I never knew before what I could
do on an ice-cream soda.

You didn't?

You know, what you need
is a guardian.

That's right.

You know, what I need is a wife.

Well, don't look at me
and say it.

I held a wife's job once.

This would be different.

Maybe it would be different, but it...

...it would still be a terrible position.

I'd rather be in the tobacco business.

Do I, uh...

Uh-uh, you don't.

- Yeah?
- Good night.

Good night.

# I'd like to be a geranium #
# And bloom out in the spring #

# And when the birds returned #
# From the south #

#I could merrilly sing #

# Just because they grow #
# On the side of a cottage by a still #

# One would think that the poor things #
# Would never get a thrill #

# They certainly like the delicate state #
# Around the window sill #

# I'd like to be a geranium #
# Instead of a jack distilled #

Miss Blake, Mr. Rock!

You've got to cut out this noise!

It's after midnight and the neighbors
are complaining.

Pipe down, pipe down,
we're trying to sing a song.

That's just what I want cut out!

The police!
What did I tell you?

Everybody pretend we're drunk.

Come in!

- Hello, everybody!
- Jimmy, how are you?

Jimmy, you've come to spend
your vacation.

Hello, Tommy, I thought you might
need some reinforcement about now.

Hey, Millie, we're saved,
the Marines are here!

- Hello, Jimmy!
- Hello, Millie.

Gee, I'm glad to see you.
Hello there, Mike, give me that.

Hey, wait a minute, wait a minute,
you don't know how heavy that is.

- Lead the way, Millie.
- Right, come on.

Come on, Mike.

Say, what brings Jimmy Damier here?

What brings Jimmy Damier anywhere?

A d-d-d-dame.

It's nice seeing you again,
Miss Millie.

Yeah, that'll be all, Mike.

Yes, sir.

- Good night, Miss Millie.
- Good night.

Here, Miss Devlin, have a little
drink for yourself.

Well, I might have... one.

Hey, Tommy, Tommy, listen.

Say, Tommy, Jimmy Damier's out
in the kitchen all alone with Millie.

Sh-shall I sock him?

Don't be silly, Jimmy's my pal.

And don't you worry about
little Millie.

Hey, Johnny, come on!

- # I'd like to be a geranium #
- Close the door, Johnny!

Well, I guess the party's over.

I don't know when I've had
a better time.

You know, you're wonderful
to talk to, Millie.

I loved hearing about your travels.

It must be wonderful to see the world.

I... I want you to see
my mandarin robes.

Don't you think you should put them
in a museum for everyone to see?

Uh-uh. No, I keep those for
people I like.

- Oh.
- That's the kick in having them.

I see.

Well, suppose we toddle along.

- We?
- Uh-huh.

We, we.

The party seems to be over.

I'll see you home.

- Will you?
- Naturally.

- Have you a hat?
- That's all I came in.

Our host.

Oh.

- Poor Tommy.
- Oh, he'll be all right.

Great kid, Tommy.

Oh, it's from the other two.

"Have gone to the..." what?

"Turkish baths, Johnny."

Well, let's get going, shall we?

My car's outside.

Millie.

Yes, just a minute.

Good night, Jim.

Good night?

Well, what's the idea?
Aren't I seeing you home?

Not this trip.

You're kind of slow making up
your mind, aren't you, Millie?

No.

My mind's made up.

- Good night.
- I see.

Good night, Millie.

Nobody home.

Hey! Look at this joint.
It's all cleaned up.

We must have a little f-f-fairy
in our home.

Since when did Tommy take to reading
the women's fashion page?

Hello.

- Hello, Tommy!
- Look, bouquet and everything.

- I've gone romantic on you.
- Oh, Tommy, you're so sweet.

- I was just thinking about you.
- I know.

I could feel it all the way
up Broadway.

I wish you didn't have to work.

- So do I.
- We ought to have had today together.

But aren't you grateful for
what we have?

Sure I am.

- Gee, I'm happy.
- Are you, darling?

I am too.

Oh, come on, Millie, marry me,
won't you?

I want something to hold us together.

But Tommy, love won't do that. If it can't,
then... the rest doesn't matter.

- But darling...
- Oh, it's like I said, Tommy,

I tried it once and it didn't work out.

Now I... I wouldn't marry the
best man living.

And you are that to me.

But I'll stick to you, Tommy.

Good luck, Millie, you deserve it.

You certainly do.

You know, I don't think the Amster
had that much good sense.

Oh, I'm a big shot now,
private secretary and everything.

Well, that calls for a few
hearty congratulations.

I think it's just swell the way
you kept abreast with us.

Oh, I've been lucky.

That's one reason I'm giving
that party tonight at the Claridon.

We'll be there.

So, as a matter of fact,
it's a double celebration.

It's for Tommy's good luck too.

Say, what's that reporter pulled
out of you now?

Jimmy Damier's given him
a publicity job...

...in the Haymarket Bank.

- Hooray.
- Isn't that grand?

It's a surprise too. Tommy doesn't
know what it's all about.

That's what I've always suspected.

Oh now, stop it.

Why don't you get Mr. Damier to do
something for you for a change?

Yeah, why don't you start
looking out for little Millie?

These things don't last,
you know.

- I'm not worrying.
- After four years?

It's time you started.

I've decided it's time I looked around
for an advantageous marriage.

Oh, really?

I feel I've done all that can be done
at the present situation.

Here you are, honey.

Well, I'm going to call Tommy,
excuse me.

So now she's got gim in a bank.

Well, he won't have to worry
about money anymore.

No... but the bank will.

- Skol.
- Skol.

You can't? Oh, Tommy, it's going
to be a wonderful party.

You can come late, can't you?

But you know what these
assignments are.

But it... but it won't take all night.

You can come anytime
before daylight.

And, Tommy, I got a big surprise.

I'll tell you at the party.

You'll be sure and come now.

Oh, all right, honey.

But I don't know what
time it'll be, though.

So long.

# She isn't a blonde #
# She's not a brunette #

# She's merely a redhead #
# And hard to forget #

# Look out for your heart #
# Look out for your nerves #

# She's merely the redhead #
# With dangerous curves #

# She's good and she's bad #

# She cannot disguise an angel and devil #
# come out of her eyes #

# If you've ever met #
# You'll never forget #

# That Millie's a redheaded gal #

That's a little surprise.
Max just wrote it.

Do you like it?

Oh, Jimmy, I love it!

- I'll have one written for you.
- Oh, me too!

Oh, I didn't have any idea
Tommy'd be so late.

Maybe he's out on a special assignment.

- Yes, he is.
- Yeah?

Blonde or brunette?

Oh, Jimmy, that doesn't
sound like you.

Well, I'm not worrying if you're not.

Yes, I've been around the world
several times.

I'm starting again just as soon as I can
straighten some matters out in Omaha.

Oh, I just love to travel.

You know, I've given up the idea
of marrying for love.

I mean, acute love.

Some day I hope to marry a nice
conservative gentleman.

Just to travel.

Suppose we have lunch tomorrow?

I want to show you my itinerary.

Oh, Mr. Hawksworth!

Angie.

Oh, let's you and I dance.

Oh, certainly.
You'll pardon us.

I... I think I'll go phone Tommy.

- Sure.
- Excuse me.

You'll pardon me just a moment,
won't you?

- I'm so sorry.
- Oh, um...

It's nothing.

Ella.

Ella, will you wipe my shoe off,
please?

- Oh, hello, Helen.
- How are you?

- Who's throwing your party?
- Millie Blake for Tommy Rock.

Say, there's a dame ought to have
her brains taken out and renovated.

- Yeah?
- I'll say so.

Passing up a boy like Jimmy Damier...

...to let a cheap reporter play
her for a sucker.

Talk her out of that and you'll
be doing something.

Say, maybe I couldn't.

What do you mean?

I could tell her who's apartment
Tommy Rock's parked in right this minute.

Oh, hello, Millie, I didn't see you.

What do you mean?

Oh, don't pay any attention to her, Millie.
You shut your trap, Roscoe.

Go on, Roscoe, you started it,
now finish it.

- Sure I will.
- Get out!

No, I won't.
She wants it, she'll get it.

Go on.

- He's in Madge Bergman's apartment.
- You're a liar.

Oh, am I?
Alright.

I'll show you.

Oh, give me a nickel someone.

Say, you beat it, you meddling little...

- She can't call me a liar!
- Here's your nickel.

What do you want to listen
to her for, Millie?

Give me Bryant 3342.

Oh, come on, Millie, let's go.
She's tight.

Let me alone.

Hello, that you, Madge?

This is Clara.

Say, listen, dear, I left my bag
at your apartment this afternoon,

...and all my money's in it.

Listen, I thought your boyfriend
could bring it down.

But if Tommy's coming down,
why can't he slip me the bag?

I'm sitting right at the table.

Right by the door.

Oh, nobody'll see him.

Okay.

Well, how will you like it
when I get the bag?

- You won't.
- No?

Just watch my table.
It's right by the door.

What's wrong, Millie?

- What?
- Why the sudden frown?

Oh... I was just wondering where
Tommy could be.

- He'll be along soon.
- Sure.

Hey, look out, Millie,
that isn't water.

No? Well, come again.

Jimmy, I'm a red-headed woman,
look out for me.

- Hello, everybody, how are you?
- We've been expecting you for weeks.

- Hello, honey. How are you, Jim?
- I'm fine, Tom.

Sit down, Tommy.

Now that the little white-haired boy's here,
let's spring the big surprise.

- Say, what is all this?
- A surprise for you, Tommy.

We're going to start you off
out into the world right.

- Hey, Millie, Millie!
- Oh, let close, Jimmy!

All right.

- Say!
- Don't you like it?

Mr. Tommy Rock doesn't know it yet,

but as a result of his recent achievements
in New York journalism,

it gives me the very greatest
pleasure to offer him...

...the position of publicity director
at the Haymarket Bank.

- Say!
- Will you take it, Tommy?

- I suppose it's thanks to you, huh?
- Will you take it anyhow?

Will I take it? Oh!

- Good boy, Tommy!
- Attaboy!

- As I was saying.
- Let me it finish it, Jimmy.

Why, of course.

Mr. Rock will take anything without
bothering where he finds it.

Even apartment numbers don't mean
anything in Mr. Rock's life.

He simply gets the idea that he's
necessary on the inside and...

...and goes right in.

Why, Millie!

You just heard Mr. Rock say
he'd take this position.

Well, now that he's in such
a taking mood,

I'm going to ask him to take
something else.

- For keeps!
- Millie, what ails you?

I'm just fixing things up for
your blond friend.

I'm big-hearted.

Say, what's the idea?

Get out, will you?
You're cramming the party!

Come on, Jimmy, buy out the place,
this is our night!

Before I go any place with you,
you're going somewhere with me.

What are you going to do?

Never mind, there's something
I've got to do.

- Now, listen...
- Say, who follows who?

I follow you? No, sir, you follow me.

Jimmy, I'm a red-headed woman.

What's the idea of coming
here, Millie?

I don't know.

I thought there were a few things around
here Mr. Rock wouldn't need.

My picture, for instance.

Sure, he wouldn't like that around.

And all those little knicknacks.

I made them myself just to make
things kind of homey.

Here, here Millie, now come on,
pull yourself together.

Don't you worry about me!

Hello, George. Say, did the porter leave
my railroad tickets here with you?

Yes, here they are, Johnny.

Oh, thanks, George. Well, if I don't see
you again, Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas.

- Hello, Jimmy.
- Oh, hello, Johnny.

Where are you going
with that turkey.

- Albany.
- Albany, huh?

Christmas dinner with the wife.
Home stuff, you know.

Well, you'll be a little late for Christmas
dinner in Albany, won't you?

No, I don't have to be there until
Thursday, the day before Christmas.

Well, today is Christmas,
yesterday was Thursday.

- Thursday?
- Hm-hmm.

Well, what ever became
of Wednesday?

I'm gonna telephone her
and find out about this.

Hello, Jim.
- Hello, Marks.

- Merry Christmas.
- Same to you.

- What's wrong with Holmes?
- He's lost something.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

- What?
- Wednesday.

Oh!

Who are you dining with
tonight, Jim?

- I'm dining alone.
- Oh-oh!

Who's Millie playing around
with now?

At this moment?
Oh, it may be a Drand-Duke.

Or it may be anybody.

I think I'll give her a ring, Marks.

Oh, that's delicious.

Delicious?

Say, that story's been spoiling
in the ice-box for months.

Well, really, Elmer!

Yes, dear.

Well, we must be going.

Yes, dear.

Say, what's the matter, can't you stand
a healthy story since you're married?

My dear, married life has done
nothing to my sense of humor.

You're right about that.

Oh, will somebody answer
that phone?

Answer it yourself, it's probably another
division of your love parade.

- Up camel, up.
- All right.

Helen, can we drop
you somewhere?

Oh, thank you awfully, old thing, but I'm
spending the afternoon with Millie.

Please, don't you drop me anywhere.

I think Millie's changed.

Oh, don't be silly. She's just trying
to forget Tommy Rock.

After six months?

Say, has it ever occurred to you there
are brains that remember six months?

- Really?
- Holy, Jesus!

- Well, we must be running along.
- Bye-bye.

Good-bye.

Oh, hello, darling.

Say, Millie, why don't you and I
go some place, huh?

Well, angel, come on over here.

No, not with that gang
you've got there.

Did you get my present?

Uh-huh. It was swell, Jimmy.

Well, I don't know why you sent it,
because it's gonna go right back.

I still pay my own way.

Oh, Jimmy, how you swear!

Say, listen, why don't you give me
a New Year's party at the Lodge?

- You can't do that.
- Oh, shut up.

Does that put you in a better
frame of mind, darling?

Now, have a nice Christmas.

Bye-bye...

What's the idea about
New Year's?

- You heard me.
- Oh, I can't stand this, Millie.

Why not, you won't be there.

Jimmy Damier wanted a field day.
That's a laugh.

Yes, and after two years it's
getting on my nerves.

- Oh, forget her.
- Forget her?

You don't know Millie.
She gets in your blood.

I never knew a woman like that.

- But Millie...
- Run along.

You spend Christmas with your wife.

- I don't understand. I thought...
- I've changed my mind.

Good-bye.

Merry Christmas...

...and a happy New Year.

Hello?

Oh, Tommy!

Hey, I... I just wanted to wish
you a Merry Christmas.

Remember the last one
we had together?

I haven't been giving it
much thought, but...

...thanks for the good wishes.

Oh, say, Millie, I'm feeling
kinda low.

Couldn't I drop over for
a little while?

No, I'm sorry, Tommy, I'm busy.

But...

Merry Christmas and thanks
for calling up, good-bye.

Oh, don't cry, Millie.

You know what you need?
A good drink.

Merry Christmas.

Aw.

Say, what are you squawking about?
You've got everything you want, haven't you?

- Sure, everything.
- That's it.

Shall I answer that?

No. It's that old Jimmy Damier.

He's been calling up all night.

He's probably lost his keys
and wants to get in somewhere.

Well, he's not gonna get
in here tonight.

He can only come here
when I say so.

Say, I know what's the
matter with you.

It's that Tommy Rock calling up
and sending you those flowers.

Sure... all the others have...
bottles.

Say, why don't you get him
out of your mind?

He's nothing but a
good-looking tramp.

But Helen, you don't understand.

You've never... really been in love.

Oh, no?

Say listen... there was an actor
in Toledo.

Oh, I just cried my eyes out.

Oh, Helen, I didn't mean
to make you cry.

That's alright, Millie, that's alright.

Forget him, they're all alike.

Say... the only thing I ever got
out of love...

...was a pain.

Men are all tramps.

Awful tramps.

- Skol.
- Skol.

# She's wasted her heart #
# On hopeless affairs #

# She's merely the redhead #
# But nobody cares #

- Table for two?
- Please.

Oh, hello there, Jimmy.

- Why, hello, Millie.
- Hello!

Hello, Marks.

Well, she still goes to the best
places, doesn't she?

Your fault, you spoiled her.

What happened anyway?

Oh, you know how Millie always
used to be.

Insisted on working and doing
as she pleased.

I could never be with her unless
she wanted me to.

Finally it got on my nerves.

Yes, you can laugh, Marks,
but you never knew her.

Praises be.

She looks good to me, though.

Even if she has a daughter seventeen.

- Is she... is she anything like...
- She's going to be a queen.

Really?

Haven't you seen her?

No, no... I haven't seen her
since she was a little kid so high.

I sent her a present once and
I nearly got my head bitten off.

You'll get an eyefull, boy.
You'll wish you were back at college,

taking her to parties.

Yeah? Where do you ever see her?

Me?

I'll let you in on a little secret.

To please my old mother,
I go to church.

- Oh, yeah?
- The kid attends with old Mrs. Maitland.

Oh, I see.

I know the Maitlands slightly.

Say, Marks.

Call for me, Sunday, will you?

- Golf?
- Uh-uh.

Church.

The walls will fall in.

Hello, Millie, how are you?

I'm fine. Say, have you...

...seen anything of Jimmy
Damier tonight?

Why, yes, there he is over there.

- Let me have a table.
- Why, sure.

Bill, tell Mr. Damier that I want
to see him immediately.

- Is that okay?
- You bet.

All right.

- Oh, Jim.
- What?

Here? Where?

There.

Oh... all right.

- Will you excuse me?
- Certainly.

- I'll be right back.
- Okay.

- Well, hello, Millie.
- Hello, Jim.

How are you? Haven't seen
you for ever so long.

- Sit down.
- I wish I could, Millie...

- But I'm rather...
- Please... sit down.

Sure, sure.

Well, what's on your mind?

There's something I want
to talk to you about.

- I'm worried.
- Yeah, what about?

I've heard from half a dozen people...

...that you're seen around
the Maitland home.

Oh, yeah? Well, Maitland and I have
got a business deal together.

Why should that worry you?

Because you're seeing my little girl
Connie and I want you...

Now just a minute, Millie.

Just a minute.

It's not my fault if she happens
to be home when I'm dining there.

- You've taken her to the theater.
- Yes, but her grandmother's been along.

- Why, she's a kid of sixteen.
- That wouldn't mean anything to you.

Oh, no?

Well, I'm much obliged for
your good opinion of me.

However, I don't think it's anybody's
business where I go or with whom.

- No?
- No?

Well, this happens to be my business.

If you hurt my baby, I'll...

I'll stop at nothing.

Oh, what rot.

Please, Jim, won't you do
this for me?

It's only for my peace of mind.

It's not much I'm asking, only to...

...keep away from my little girl.

Sure, sure, if you're so wrought
up about it, all right.

Thank you.

- Will you shake on it?
- Sure.

You've always been a good
friend, Jim.

- Feel better now?
- A lot.

Fine, we'll say it's for old
time's sake, hm?

Oh... for old time's sake.

Will you sit down and have
a drink with me?

I wish I could, Millie,
but I'm very busy tonight.

Yes, I know.

Well, good-bye.

- Good-bye, Grandmother.
- Good-bye, dear.

I'll be down next weekend.

Isn't it something new your coming
in from school every weekend?

As long as you say I may.

It's all right at school, you know.

And Uncle Jimmy's going to take me
to the matin* next Saturday.

It's good of you, Jimmy, to drive
her out to school.

Oh, not at all, it's only a mile
or so beyond the lodge.

Lucky for me we were going
at the same time.

- We'll be seeing you next week.
- Yes, I'll telephone.

- Good.
- Good-bye.

Good-bye, sweet.

Good-bye.

You come back in a couple of hours,
will you, Mike?

- Yes, sir.
- All right.

- Oh, my, it's lovely here.
- You like it?

Oh, I'm cold.

There now, you come on
and sit by the fire.

- Thank you.
- First, we'll take off your coat.

Now the hat.

Thanks.

Now you sit down here and make
yourself comfortable.

- Thank you.
- I'll take off your galoshes.

- It sure is cold out, isn't it?
- Hm-hmm.

There.

Now we've got to warm up
those pretty little legs.

- I'll warm them by the fire.
- Huh?

Hello, this is Mike, Miss Millie.

Yeah. Say, maybe I'm talking
out of turn, but...

I just felt I had to tell you this.

But listen, if it gets past you,
it's gonna cost me my job.

Well, I picked up your daughter with
Damier tonight at her home.

But Mike, he was taking her
to school, wasn't he?

Well, he didn't take her to school.

He stopped off at his lodge
up in the country instead.

Yeah, they're there now.

The kid seemed to think
it was just a lark.

Oh!

Hello? Hello!

Hello!

I think I can talk your grandmother
out of her objections...

...if you'll just have patience.

- Oh, I'm crazy to get started.
- Are you?

I've always wanted to be an actress,
ever since I was a baby.

Well, I think you're quite old enough
to do as you please now.

Oh, you're a peach to say
that, Uncle Jimmy.

Am I?

Driver, driver put it up to sixty!

I'll give you $50 if you put it up
to sixty and keep it there!

Fifty dollars will keep it there.

Gee, it's great to be here
talking about my career...

...instead of fooling around with
the girls at school.

Yeah, yeah... not quite so
conventional, eh?

Well, if I am about to have
an art career,

...I certainly can't be bothered
about conventions.

Certainly not, but I hope your
grandmother won't mind.

- Of my being here?
- Yes.

I suppose she would.

Yes, I suppose so.

Yes, not so good, hm?

Well, you know that my preparing
for the stage is a secret.

And that my being here
is part of that.

So, I don't think it's necessary
to mention it.

I don't think so either.

Will you have a little more cider?

- Do you think I'd better?
- Oh, it can't possibly hurt you.

- There.
- Thank you.

- Oh... it tickles my nose.
- Does it?

- But I like it.
- Do you? Well, have some more.

Don't slow down, hurry!
Hurry!

Alright, alright!

I always have such a good time
when I'm with you, Uncle Jimmy.

Well now, suppose we forget the
"uncle" part of it for just now.

And... and you call me Jimmy.

All right, Jimmy.

All right, and just for that...
I'm going to show you something.

- There.
- Oh!

- Oh, how gorgeous!
- Do you like it?

Now, you just slip that mandarin
coat on you...

- May I?
- Yes, indeed.

Oh, would you please step on it!

It's not far, we're almost there,
please hurry! Hurry!

- Now let me see it.
- Oh!

And if it matches your beauty,
it's yours.

- It does.
- Really?

- Uh-huh.
- Oh, Jimmy, oh!

Oh, Jimmy, you're the most
wonderful man in the world.

You're the most beautiful girl
I ever saw.

There's someone coming,
you'd better go upstairs.

- Oh, but I want to go home, please!
- Do as I told you, go upstairs!

Hurry up, now.
Go in that room!

Let me in!

Jim, it's Millie, let me in!

Hello, Millie, what do you want?

Say, what do you mean
by being here like this?

You dirty swine, after all your promises!
Where's my little girl?

How do I know? She isn't here.

- No? Well, I'm gonna go see.
- You're going to do nothing of the kind.

Let me go! You won't harm
my little girl.

- Let me go!
- You'll do nothing of the kind.

- Get out of here! Come on!
- Connie! Connie!

Mother!

My baby! I knew it!

What have you got there,
what are you doing?

I warned you, you creep!

You don't know who
this woman was?

No.

You didn't see her when you were
struggling with Mr. Damier?

No.

Didn't you try to see her?

No.

Did you hear this unknown woman
leave the house?

- I don't know.
- You will answer yes or no.

I don't know, I said.

Miss Blake, you've already testified
that you heard a woman...

...leave the house just after
the shot was fired.

Now, weren't you interested in
seeing who this person was...

...who might have been a witness
to the shooting?

- Not a bit.
- Why not?

Because you already knew?

Your Honor, I object.

Objection sustained.

What were you doing when you thought
you heard this woman leave the house?

I can't remember.

Miss Blake, you received a long-distance
telephone call...

...from a New Rochelle pay-station.

Didn't you?

I don't know where it came from.

Who telephoned?

- I don't know.
- What did that person tell you?

I can't remember.

She can't remember.

Didn't they tell you...

that Damier had another
woman in his lodge...

...and didn't you, enraged by jealousy,
go out there and shoot him?

Frame it any way you like, I...

I don't know what I'm up
here for anyway.

Your Honor, there's no need
for any further questions.

Miss Blake,

Don't you realize that by
refusing to answer...

...you are placing yourself in
a very serious position?

I can't quite see why this defendant
was placed on the stand.

Your Honor, the defendant
refused to confide in me.

I hoped that by placing her on the stand
I might get some enlightenment myself.

- Any further questions?
- No.

Excused.

The court is now adjourned
until 2 o'clock.

Here comes O'Fallen.

Hello, boys.

Well, Bob, what do you think?

We've just got one chance,
and we've got to play it hard.

- How's Millie?
- Same as ever.

Won't budge an inch. Her silence
has put her in a tough spot.

Gee, we've got to put this
thing over.

Now you fellows have got
to stay on the job.

- I'll do my part.
- Pipe down, fellas, here's the DA.

Hello, Frank.
Get me a good cigar.

You boys do a little more
work on him.

We've got to keep him
thinking our way.

But don't overdo it.

- Hi, Henry.
- Hi, DA.

- Hiya, chief!
- Well, hello, boys.

Well, how did you like it
this morning?

Oh, you got the case all sewed up.

- I'll say we have.
- I was just saying,

You've proved the clearest case
of jealousy I've ever heard of.

Jealousy was the motive all right.
I proved that beyond a doubt.

How's this?

"Pointing an accusing finger
at the attorney for defense,

the orator's voice rang out
like a pistol shot.

Cherchez la femme!", he cried.

Find the woman.
Is that a headline or ain't it?

It is.

Cherchez la femme.

No, I think I'd better say it
in plain English.

"Find the woman".

Well, I'll use it in French in the paper.
You know, it kind of gives it more class.

Well, that won't be bad.

Sure, we're going to have
a big afternoon.

Say, this little town will be
on the map for a while anyhow.

If you tried this case in New York,
you'd be the next governor.

Well, thanks, gentlemen.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got
to get back to the courthouse.

Don't forget to hear my
summarization this afternoon.

Say, we'll be there,
we'll be right there!

Freddie, I only hope we can
put this thing over.

Oh, boy, so do I.

- Oh, Mike.
- Where's Tommy Rock?

He's right there.

Hello, Mike, what are you
doing here?

- Say, what's the idea?
- What do you mean?

Well, I don't like the looks of this thing.
And from now on, you can count me out.

Now wait a minute, Mike.

You gave us your word you'd keep
out of town until the trial was over.

Yeah, that was because you guys
said it would help Millie.

Well, it hasn't done any good so far.

And I'm going to the district attorney.

Listen here, Mike, you can't do that.
Why, we're all for Millie, you know that.

- Well, I'm not so sure...
- But you've got to believe us.

Now, they've got us almost licked.
We've got just a one chance.

And you're not going
to spoil everything, are you?

Are you?

Well, I don't know.
The way things have been handled...

it all looks kind of screwy to me.

Oh, wait a minute, Mike.

We're not gonna do anything
that hurts Millie, you know that.

Who was this other woman?

Who was there with Damier
at the time?

Isn't it reasonable to suppose that she was
the one who took the place of the defendant?

Who, faded by a life of dissipation,

had been discarded from
Damier's affections?

She won't tell you why she took that
long ride in the middle of the night...

...with a gun in her hand to shoot
down a man in cold blood.

But isn't it clear to you?
Her motive was jealousy.

And what right had such a defendant
even to the privilege of jealousy?

Why, there is no palliation.

No one distraught with grief
and an overwhelming sense of injury...

...committed this crime.

And if this isn't so, why doesn't
the defendant produce the other woman?

Find that other woman!

Let her come here if she can
and tell us otherwise.

Mother! Mother!

Oh!

Connie!

- Go away, Connie!
- No, Mother, I'm going to tell, please!

No, Connie, no, you shouldn't
have come!

Please don't listen to her!

Please, Mother, please.

Oh, my baby.
Oh, Connie, why did you come?

Why, Mother, did you think
I wouldn't come?

Your Honor, what does this mean?

It means, Your Honor, we're
going to put this girl on the stand.

The unknown woman.

The daughter of this defendant.

- But, Your Honor...
- We mean, Your Honor, to prove...

that Millicent Blake went to the lodge
that night and shot Jimmy Damier...

not from jealousy,

but to rescue her innocent sixteen-year-old
daughter from this blaggard...

who had lured her there
under such circumstances...

...that the shooting was justified.

I won't let you, I won't let you!

But Your Honor, this is most unethical!

Order! Order!

- Baby, no...
- Swear in the witness.

Order!

- Tommy.
- I guess we fixed them.

- Take a look at that jury.
- Take a look at old Santa Claus.

Saunders, cherchez la femme.

You fellows pulled this frame-up.

We just couldn't bear to let the
governorship get out of Manhattan.

Do you solemnly swear that the
evidence you give in this case...

to be the truth, the whole truth
and nothing but the truth...

...so help you God?

Yes, sir.

What is your name, my dear?

Constance Maitland.

Is that lady your mother?

Yes, sir.

Then juror number nine said that
he'd have shot anyone...

...that tried to make an actress
out of his daughter.

But that kid putting her arms
around her mother's neck...

...was the most beautiful sight
I've ever seen.

I hope she keeps them there.

It'll be good for both of them.

Are you driving Millie back
to New York, Tommy?

Me? What gave you that idea?

I don't know, I was just wondering.

Here they come.

Old lady Maitland certainly
stuck by her.

Well, so have a couple of
other people.

It looks like Millie's going
back home.