All language subtitles for Remember.The.Night.1940.BluRay.1080p.AVC.DTS-HD.MA.2.0.x264.eng

CLERK: Glorious, madam,
isn't it?

Mmm, yes.

Could I see that one
down there, please?

Why, yes, indeed, madam.
By all means.

(INDISTINCT)

Mr. Meyer!
Mr. Meyer!

Mr. Meyer!
Mr. Meyer!

Mr. Meyer!
Mr. Meyer!

(ALARM RINGING)

(BANGING ON DOOR)
Let me out of here!
Let me out of here!

What's this?
Oh, some dame
cops a bracelet

outta Meyer and Company
and hocks it on 3rd Avenue.
Open and shut.

First offense?
No, she's got a record.

This is her
third offense.

Good! Good!
First offender
at Christmas time

is tougher
than tiger meat.

Convictions only 78%

as against 82%
last year.

Can I handle this case, boss?
I'll get you a conviction...

Well, you could probably
handle it as well as
some of these dopes.

When the right case
comes along,
I'll give it to you.

Wife beater or
something like that.

Your face isn't right
to prosecute a woman.

(GROANS)

Get me Sargent.

What's his face got
that mine hasn't got?

I don't know,
but whatever it is,

he hasn't lost
a case for me yet.

Yes, sir.

Yes, sir.

Well, if this
is the office,
he's already left.

I didn't say
to say that,
you dumbbell.

Oh, my, no.
This isn't his office.

You just tell him
that a young woman wants to
make an appointment with him.

This isn't the office.

A young woman wants
to make an appointment
with you.

Just a minute.

Who all wants to speak
to master Sargent?

(CHUCKLES)

Your boss.

It's a good thing
you didn't take up
the stage for a living.

I'll see you down here
in 15 minutes.

Now wait a minute,
you told me when I finished
up the Matthews case...

Yeah, but I got
750 miles to drive.

Your mother sure
is gonna be mad.

Oh, sure, and fall asleep
at the wheel and get croaked.

Well, who's defending?

O'Leary.

Oh, that windbag, huh?

He'll give us
the Gettysburg Address

and the Declaration
of Independence...

I'll have Tom
meet you in court

and you'll be
out of there by noon.

Kindly remember
who you're talking to.

And leave the pigs
out of it.

O'LEARY:
...during the course
of this trial,

to prove that
a valuable bracelet

was taken from the premises
of Meyer and Company
by the defendant.

I don't like the smile
on that jury's pan!

All juries get softhearted
at Christmas, Tommy.

If you ever get
a case to prosecute

and you see that
"peace on earth,
goodwill toward men"

look come in their eyes,
get a continuance.

O'LEARY: How flimsy
is this argument!

All this is a waste of time,
ladies and gentlemen
of the jury,

of your time and mine.

Time we could spend
to much better advantage

in last minute
Christmas shopping.

I know that's what
I'd like to be doing.

(LAUGHING)

May it please the Court,
we object, Your Honor.

The jury's Christmas shopping
has nothing to do
with the case.

JUDGE: Objection sustained.

The jury will disregard
Mr. O'Leary's

tempting allusion
to Christmas shopping.

Quite obviously,
we'd all like to be
Christmas shopping.

I withdraw the allusion,
Your Honor.

When I say there has
been a waste of time,

I mean that the State
has gone to great lengths

to prove that
Anna-Rose Malone,

sometimes known
as Lee Leander...

Sometimes known
as a lot of other things.

O'LEARY:
...did on the afternoon
of December 3rd,

walk out upon 5th Avenue
with a bracelet,

which was still the property
of Meyer and Company.

To prove something
she freely admits.

As if the proof
of that fact

constituted proof of guilt.

The truth is simple.

The bracelet was removed
during a temporary loss

of will
and consciousness,

now known
as schizophrenia,

but formerly known
as hypnotism.

This young girl...

What do you mean
"we're not going
to object"?

Shut up. He's just
postponed the case
till after Christmas.

How do you
figure that?

Hypnotism.

The salesman showed
her the bracelet.

Urged her to clasp it
on her wrist.

Begged her to examine it
under a more powerful light.

And then
he excused himself.

No, it's an old trick!

This tempting of the poor.

They say, "Take it home
and wear it for a few days."

They say,
"Drive it around
this afternoon.

"Bring it back
tomorrow."

Ha! "Buy it on
your own terms."

Consider the jewel scene
between Mephistopheles

and Marguerite in Faust.

I hope he isn't
going to sing it.

The bracelet is under
a powerful light.

The young girl
stares at it.

Closer.

Closer.

The great central stone
flashes blindingly
in her eyes.

Blue, green,

purple, orange.

Suddenly,
the colors are gone.

All is darkness.

But what is this?

Where is the shop?
Where is the light
she is under?

What is she doing
on 5th Avenue,

blocks away from
Meyer and Company?

With a thrill of horror,
she feels at her wrist,
not daring to look.

No doubt about it.

Then panic.

She turns
and hurries towards
the great jewelry store.

Will they believe her?

Fear turns her
legs to lead.

One block, two blocks.

She goes blindly,
bumping into strangers
who think she must be crazy.

Six blocks.
(EXCLAIMS)

There at last
is the great
jewelry store.

Its windows blazing
with gems.

But no, the gems
are gone.

The window
is almost bare.

With a sinking heart,

she tries the lock.

It's closed.

Meyer and Company
have closed
for the night.

Ain't you gonna do something?
That jury's sold right now.

Shh. Wait.

(WHIMPERS)

What was she to do?

(EXCLAIMING)

What would you do,
madam?

Well, that's certainly
a terrible spot to be in.

I suppose I...

(GAVEL POUNDING)

(LAUGHING)

Counsel will refrain
from questioning
the jurors

and the jurors will
refrain from answering.

I've never heard
of such a thing.

I beg the court
and jury's pardon.

I was carried away.

What was she to do?

What was she to do?

Suddenly, an inspiration.
The telephone book.

S.A. Meyer and Company.
S.A. Meyer and Company.

S.A. Meyer
must live somewhere,
but he doesn't seem to.

(GASPS)

"Maybe it's Long Island."

"S.A. Meyer.
S.A. Meyer."

Ah, here he is.

S.A. Meyer.

324 Woodmere Road,
Roslyn, Long Island.

I'll take the first train
to Long Island.

I'll be there
at dinner time.

He'll believe me.
He's got to believe me.

(WHISPERING)
He should have been
on the stage.

He was.

But it takes money
to go to Long Island.

Where will
I get the money

to go to Long Island
and tell Mr. Meyer
what happened?

Then a crazy idea.

I'll hawk the bracelet
to get the money
to go to Long Island.

Quick, a hawk shop.

Quick, Watson,
the needle.

O'LEARY:
Ah, here we are.

A nice,
cozy pawn broker.

A friend of the poor.

"May I get some money
on this, please?"

"Well, well, I should say
you could, young woman.

"Where did you
get this piece?"

"Well, never mind
where I got it,

"I want some money
on it. Quick!"

"Now, now, now, now,
take it easy.

"Everything
is gonna be
all right.

"Just step in.

"Please.

"A little further."

Bang!

"Lock that door
while I keep her
in here."

"Ooh! Let me out of here!"

"Oh, you're gonna
get it all right.

"Hello? Yeah,
the police department.

"Hello, I've got
the thief what robbed
Meyer and Company."

(GASPS)

The defense rests.

The hypothesis of hypnotism
is a very interesting one.

Let me be the first
to admit it.

But unfortunately
I am no Svengali.

Nor are you,
ladies and gentlemen
of the jury.

The people of the state
of New York will require

the expert testimony
of Dr. Keinmetz,
the psychiatrist.

Whom I am sorry to say,
is spending his
Christmas vacation in Florida.

Well, what do you
want to do about this?

I object, Your Honor.

How can you
object to something
he's not yet said?

Because I know
what he's going to say.

With your
kind permission,
Counsel.

Since the defense counsel
has interjected a new element

which was not
testified to,

the State asks permission
to re-open the case

for the purpose of
allowing the testimony
of Dr. Keinmetz.

And further requests
that a continuance
be granted

till after
the Christmas holidays
when he will be available.

I object!
The defense
has summed up.

The case
is practically closed.

Objection overruled.

Ladies and gentlemen
of the jury,

you are again admonished
not to converse
among yourselves

nor with anyone else
connected with this trial.

Nor are you to form
or express any opinion

concerning this case
until it is finally
submitted to you.

The defendant
will remain in custody

subject to giving
a $5,000 bond.

All jurors, parties
and witnesses
in this case

are instructed to
return to the court

Tuesday, January 3rd,
at 10:00 a.m.

Court is adjourned.

And a very
merry Christmas
to you all.

That was a dirty trick
you played on me.

That means another
day in court.

I'm not working
for the state.

I have to
earn my money.

No sense of humor.
Merry Christmas,
Francis.

Boy, if that wasn't
the neatest fake reverse
I ever saw.

Yeah, he fell for that one
like a horse down a coal hole.

LEE: A fine mess
you've got me into.

I thought I was
gonna be out of here
for Christmas.

O'LEARY: Well,
all you gotta do
is post a bond.

How can I post a bond?
I haven't any more money.

And I don't want
to spend Christmas
in jail.

Please don't let
them do that.

What do you mean
you haven't got
any more money?

What have I been
talking for?
To hear my own voice?

LEE: If you hadn't
talked so much
I'd be out of here by now.

O'LEARY: What do you
mean by that?

LEE: Oh, hypnotism.
That gag's so old
it's got whiskers.

Please don't let them
keep me here
over Christmas.

Well, what could you do
if you were out?
You haven't got any money.

I could walk around,
couldn't I?

It ain't gonna be
as bad as all that.

You'll get
a nice little room
and a nice...

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Nevermind the build-up.

He thinks
he's taking me
to the Ritz.

I hope you have
a merry Christmas.

On your way out,
send Fat Mike in here.

Fat Mike,
the bondsman?

If you know
any other Fat Mikes,
you can send them too.

I get it.

You don't,
but let it pass.

MIKE: You want to see me?

Yeah, you got a match?

A match? Why, sure,
I got a match.

I got a flock of them.

I, uh... I, uh...

What do you know
about that?

I could have swore...

I remember.
I gave them to Elmer.

You know, he come to me
and he said...
Never mind.

How much will you charge
for 5,000 bail
till January 3rd?

Did they pin
something on you, pal?

No, no,
it's not for me.

It's for the young lady
who was here today.

Oh!

How much?

Well, for a friend
of yours,

not a red samolka.

I'm not asking
any favors.

Favors? (SCOFFS)
It's a privilege.

You still live
in the same place?

Yeah.

How soon do you
want her out?

Right away.

She's out.

Thanks.

(WHISTLING)

Ah, me.

♪ Woke up this morning
With the blues
all around my head

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

♪ Didn't have no mama
To hold my aching... ♪

Yes, sir?

MIKE:
Is the big boss in?

He's in,
but he ain't home.

Save that
for your radio act.

Come on in.

Just tell the big boss
that she's here,
that's all.

With the compliments
of Fat Mike.

You got that?

Yes, sir, Mr. Mike.

Not Mr. Mike,
Fat Mike.

Yes, sir,
Mr. Fat...

(PANTING)

Mike!

Okay, toots,
I'll see you in court.

Won't you sit down,
please?

(JOHN HUMMING)

Well, what's
the matter now?

(HESITATING)
She's here.

Who's here?

Uh, I don't know, sir.

Well, then how
do you know
she's here?

Well, I see'd
her come in.

You see'd
who come in?

Uh, the lady.

You mean,
there's a lady
in the apartment?

Yes, sir.

What did you let her in for?
I told you I wasn't home
to anybody.

I told him that,
but he shoved
the door open

and pushed
the lady on in
with his compliments.

Who did?

Fat Ike.

Fat Ike?
You mean Fat Mike?

Yes, sir. He sure
ain't no thin Ike.

Oh!

How do you do?

LEE: Hello.

What are you
doing here?

I don't know yet,
but I've got
a rough idea.

Well, I'm glad
you're out and...

Now what do
I have to do
for it?

Well, for one thing
you might say thank you,

but if that doesn't
fit in with your plans,
just skip it.

My motives
in this matter...

Scotch and soda.

Thanks.

One of these days,
one of you boys

is going to start
one of these
scenes differently.

And one of us girls
is going to drop dead
from surprise.

No doubt.
Now if you'll
tell me...

I suppose you
do this with all
the lady prisoners?

Oh, my, yes.
My life is just
one long round of whoopee.

Well, you're
in a good spot
for it.

Wonderful!
I merely have
to raise my finger

and my slightest
whim is satisfied.

Now if you'll...
And I suppose

if anybody says no
you just put them
right back in the cooler.

That's right.

Look,
when court reconvenes

I'm going to try my best
to put you in jail
for a good long time.

That's my business.

But you haven't
been convicted yet,

so I don't see why you
shouldn't enjoy Christmas
like the rest of us.

That's why I had Mike
get you out.

And bring me up here.

I did not ask him
to bring you up here.

Then why
did that gorilla
bring me up here?

Because he's got a mind
like a sewer.

Thanks.

Now, look, I'm very
glad to have been
of service to you,

but now if you'll...

You mean I don't
have to stay here
if I don't want to?

You most certainly
do not.

Then I'll stay.

But I won't be forced.

Hey, now,
wait a minute.

You know, there's
nothing as dangerous
as a square shooter.

If all men were like you
there wouldn't be
any nice girls left.

Yes.

Well, all this is leading
into a very interesting
and deep-dish discussion,

which I haven't time
to pursue at the moment.

I'm leaving on a little trip
and as it's quite a drive

and I haven't had
my dinner yet...

Oh.

You mean,
you want me to go?

Well, yes.

Where?

Where what?

Well, after all,
I was on my way to
a nice comfortable jail

with three meals a day
and turkey for Christmas.

And now, I...
Don't you live someplace?

LEE: Uh-uh.
Hot dog!

JOHN: Well, where have
you been living,
in a tree or something?

Oh, I had a room
at a hotel, but they
locked me out.

Oh.

And how much
do you owe
at the hotel?

Um, $126.40.

Oh.

Well, that doesn't solve
your problems, does it?

Well, why don't you just
put me back in the clink.

That'll solve
a lot of problems.

Well, I'm not sure
that I can.

Well, that
wasn't the idea.

Have you had dinner?

Not yet.

Come on, I'll buy you
that Christmas dinner
I cheated you out of

and maybe we can
figure out something.

Rufus, get my coat,
will you?

Yes, sir, Mr. Sargent.

I was just spreading y'all
a few sandwiches

in case you get hungry
in the middle of the ride.

You really didn't want me
to come up here at all then?

I'm sorry to say
I did not.

Hot dog! But don't forget
you gotta go see your ma.

♪ Living for you
Is easy living

♪ It's easy to live

♪ When you're in love

♪ And I'm so in love

♪ There's nothing in life

♪ But you ♪

Of course, I could lend you
my apartment while I'm away.

(GIGGLES)

That sounds like
a play, doesn't it?

Yeah, it sounds
like a flop.
No, thanks.

Oh, don't worry
about me,

I can always
chisel a hotel
for a week or so.

That's a nice
cheesy idea.

Well, I'm not going to
sleep in the subway.

And as far
as the holiday
is concerned,

I guess I'll get plenty
of that when you
get through with me.

Oh, not that I mean it
in a disagreeable way.
You understand?

I understand.

Your business
is your business.

No, thank you.

Of course, some people
wouldn't care for
that kind of business

but somebody has
to do the dirty work.

It's just too bad
it had to be somebody
as nice as you.

How long have you
been swiping things?

Always.

Did you ever
get caught before?
Mmm-hmm.

Did you take things
you didn't need?

Sure.

In the presence of
beautiful things, did you have
the sudden irresistible urge

to take them in your hands
and hurry away with them?

You mean
was I hypnotized?

No, no, I mean maybe
you're a kleptomaniac.

Oh, no. No, they
tried that though.

No. You see,
to be a kleptomaniac,

you can't sell any
of the stuff afterwards

or you lose
your amateur standing.

You know,
I can't understand it.

First you think
it's heredity,

and then you get some guy
with seven generations
of clergymen behind him.

Mmm. I don't think you
ever could understand

because your mind
is different.

Right or wrong is the same
for everybody, you see,

but the rights
and the wrongs
aren't the same.

Like in China,
they eat dogs.

That's a lot
of piffle.

They do eat dogs.

No, no,
I mean your theory.

Oh.

Well, uh,
try it like this.

Supposing you were
starving to death,

and you didn't have any food,
and you didn't have any money,

and you didn't
have any place
to get anything

and there were some
loaves of bread out
in front of a market.

Now, remember,
you're starving
to death

and the man's back
was turned.

Would you swipe one?

You bet I would.

That's because
you're honest.

You see, I'd have
a six course dinner

at the table d'hote
across the street

and then say
I'd forgotten my purse.

Get the difference?

Yeah.

Your way's smarter.

That's it.

We're smart.

Hello, Jack.
How are you?

Oh! Good evening.

I want you
to meet my wife.

My dear,
this is John Sargent.

Oh, how do you do?
How do you do?

This is Miss...

I'm so sorry.
I didn't catch the name.

Well, I'm so sorry, Jack.
We must hurry. Yes.

I'm sorry, dear.

I hadn't
thought of that.

Gee, you're sweet.

You never think
of anything wrong,
do you?

Well, let's have a nightcap
and then I've got
to get going.

A couple of B and B's,

and will you have
the band play
My Indiana Home?

Yes, sir.

Here's that turkey dinner
I owe you and a room
and a couple of breakfasts.

Thanks!
Thanks a lot.

You wouldn't want to
dance with me again,
would you?

Isn't that
asking for trouble?
Oh...

I mean, I might step
on your feet again.

Oh, a couple
of more crunches

aren't going
to hurt them
at this stage.

Why did you have them
play this piece?

Because that's
where I'm going.

No. Are you a Hoosier?

Sure. Wabash, Indiana.

That is, a farm
just outside of Wabash.

Wabash, Indiana!
No wonder I liked you.

I'm from Eltonville.

No!
Uh-huh.

Why, that's only
about 50 miles
outside of Wabash.

Yes, sir.
Well, I'll be darned!

(LAUGHS) To think
we had to come here
and meet like this.

♪ I have always
been a wanderer

♪ Over land and sea

Yes, I go home
every Christmas.

You do?
Hmm.

My mother still
runs the farm.

She does all right, too.

Raises Partridge Wyandottes
and Poland Chinas, and...

Oh, we never had
anything that swell.

We didn't either
till just lately.

How long since
you've been home?

Never.

Why?

I ran away.

Well, I don't know
what the circumstances
were, of course, but...

Not so hot.

Well, time takes care
of those things.

Folks write to you?

I had a letter
from my mother
when my father died.

Your mother's
alive, huh?

I hope so.

♪ The gleaming candlelight

♪ Still shining bright

♪ Through
the sycamores for me

♪ Just for me

♪ The new mown hay
sends all its fragrance

♪ From the fields
I used to roam

♪ When I dream
about the moonlight

♪ On the Wabash

♪ And I long
for my Indiana home ♪

Say, how would you
like to go home
for Christmas?

I could drop you off
on the way

and pick you up
on the way back.

(VOICE TREMBLES) Oh, gee.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

JOHN: Oh, they were
working here last year
when I came through.

(CHUCKLES)

It says to the right.

There it is
over that way!

"Blairs Mills."

Blairs Mills.

Blairs Mills?
Uh-huh.

(BOTH MUMBLING)

Blairsville.
No, that's not it.

Oh, here it is, C-5.

Oh, Blairs Mills.
Here it is.
It's in Pennsylvania.

Are we supposed to
go through there?

Well, it's very close
to where we were
supposed to go through.

That's what
I was afraid of.

We better bear
north a little.

About half as far
as my thumbnail.

Let me know
when we've gone
that far, huh?

Where is north?
Up this way.

No, no, I mean
from where we are.

That way.

Why?

Well, we've been
going that way,
so naturally, it's...

That way.
Are you sure?

No.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(LAUGHS)
Looks a little steep.
What do you think?

Uh...

That way!

Which way do you
wanna try now?

One looks as bad
as the other.

Maybe we'd better
just give the whole
thing up, huh?

Look out!
There's an elephant!

What the...

LEE: Why,
it's a threshing machine.

I haven't
seen one for years.

We're not getting
very far, are we?

Well, we're
holding our own.

(YAWNING)
Oh, excuse me.

Hey, maybe we better
take a snooze and then
try it again, huh?

Oh, yes. I think
that would be
a lovely idea.

I could eat
the hind leg
off a cow.

I could eat
the horns.

Rufus!
Huh?

He's not very bright
but he can cook.

Oh.

Oh, boy!

(GASPS)
Mmm-mmm.

Now, is this
better than jail
or isn't it?

I'd almost forgotten
I was going to be in jail.

Oh, I'm sorry.
I didn't mean it
that way.

The whole purpose
of the trip
was to forget it.

Thank you.

Mmm, chicken, coleslaw,
dill pickle, ham,
Swiss cheese,

and something else
I can't identify.

(CHUCKLES)
That's the wax paper.

Hmm! Not bad,
either.

I hope my mother
will be glad
to see me.

Of course
she'll be glad
to see you.

Yeah, I guess she will,
all right.

(COWS LOWING)

(MOOING)

Oh!
What's the matter?

Oh, look!
Look who's here.

Oh! Well,
good morning, Bossy.

Hey, we're surrounded.

Where are we?

Say, how would you
like some nice milk
for breakfast?

Would you
still know how?

Would I?

When I took up the law,
Indiana lost its finest
milker in seven counties.

You just watch me.

Well, what are you
going to put it in?

Oh.

Say, this thing is...

There doesn't seem
to be much choice.

Oh, I can hold it.

Oh, thanks.

Now, Bossy,
you stay there
till I get around.

Yeah. That's
pretty cute.

Yeah, you stay there,
breakfast.

(MOOING)

Say, what can I use
for a stool?

I always used
to have a stool.
Oh.

Oh, here.
I'll tell you.

You hold this
and I can go and sit
on the running board.

All right.
Get her tail around.

Nice, Bossy.
Come on, Boss.
Over, Boss. Over, Boss.

Does she like
to have her
ears tickled?

Yeah, I think so.
Okay.

Here, give me
the bottle.

Don't you want
me to hold it?

No, no, I'll hold it
between my knees.

That's the way
I used to do it.

Get her around
a little more, huh?
I'll try.

Come on over, Boss.
Come on. Come on.

(BOTH GRUNTING)

She doesn't seem
to wanna go!

Maybe I can do it
without sitting.

Now, come on, Boss.
All we want is
about a pint.

How's it coming?
Oh, fine...

(SPITS)
What did you say?

I said, she wants
to be coaxed. Whoa,
hold still, Boss.

Oh, there,
that's fine.

(SPITS) Ugh!

What did you say?

Are you getting
any milk?

Yes, it's coming fine.

Hey, don't let her move.
Push her back.

(GRUNTING) I'm pushing
as hard as I can.

Oh, no, don't.
Pull her back
that way.

Is that far enough?

Yes, that's
far enough!

Oh, you spilled
the breakfast.

What did you do that for?
Now we'll have to
start all over again.

You pushed
her around.
Well...

(LAUGHING) Hey,
look at your hat!
What's the matter?

Oh! Oh,
that's not funny.

That's the only hat
I've got that matches
this dress.

Good morning.

What are you doing
on my property?

Oh, we didn't
know this was
your property.

You see, we got
on a detour, and...

It's posted clear
enough, ain't it?

There's a sign
every 100 feet.
Can't you read?

Well, you see,
we happen to
have got here

in the middle
of the night.

Yes, I noticed
you busted down
my fence.

Oh, I'll be glad
to pay for it.

You'll pay for it,
all right.

(SCOFFS) You New Yorkers
think you can trespass
on people's property,

break down their fences,

fool around
with their cattle,

spend the night
in their fields

with I don't know
what kind of a...

Say, listen,
you filthy-minded...
Listen, you fresh hick...

Save your language
for the judge!

Who's going
to arrest us?

You're under
arrest now.

Well, where's your
warrant or your
badge of office?

Don't get cute!

I'm a citizen
of the United States,
and you're under arrest.

And if you think you ain't,
just try to get away.

Can he do that?

Unfortunately, he can.

What'll we do, walk?
We'll ride.

Open that
rumble seat.

Open it yourself.

May I have your
handkerchief, please?

Thank you.

Right here.

Don't give
your right name.

That's a good idea.
Don't give yours,
either.

I never do.

Did I get them
cakes all right
this morning?

Fine.

Looks like
business, Clyde.

Huh?

Well, I declare
if that ain't
a shotgun wedding...

No, that's Hank.
He's probably got
a couple of trespassers.

With that new detour,
he gets 'em all the time.
(DOORBELL RINGING)

Well, it's a pity
he couldn't wait till
a body's had his breakfast.

I want to see
the Justice of the Peace.

Go on!

Kinda early,
ain't you?

Good morning,
Your Honor.

There seems to have been
a little misunderstanding
here all around.

This gentleman here
found my car in his field

and naturally he came
to the conclusion that...

What's the charge, Hank?

Trespassing
on posted property,

wanton destruction
of a fence,
and petty larceny.

Oh, that's not...
What'd they steal?

They was milking
one of my cows
when I caught 'em.

Oh, in a little
thermos bottle
that big!

Nobody asked
you anything,
young woman.

When it comes
your turn,

you can talk
all you like.

What's your name?

Mary Smith.

Mary Smith.

Where do you live?

Roaring Falls, Ohio.

JUDGE: Roaring Falls, Ohio.

Occupation?

Bubble dancer.

Huh?

Bubble dancer,
you know.

Whatever that is!

(CLEARING THROAT)

Bubble dancer.

All right.
What's your name?

Henry Wadsworth
Longfellow.

New York,
New York.

Henry Wadsworth
Longfellow.

New York.

Occupation?

Steamfitter.

Steamfitter.

All right.
Do you plead guilty
or not guilty?

May it please
Your Honor,

I am somewhat
familiar with
legal procedure,

having at one time
contemplated the law.

Then you shouldn't
have broken the law.

It was an ignorance
of the fact, Your Honor.

Ignorance
is no excuse.

I'm aware of that,
and I'm also aware of what
a plea of "not guilty" means

when made
by non-residents
of the State.

Ain't even married.

I don't know
what you mean
by "even married."

You say "even married"
as though married

was the least
people could be,

some minor,
unimportant arrangement!

I appeal to your
sense of chivalry,
Your Honor.

I take it you're
a married man

and that the charming
lady who opened the door
was your...

Spent the night in my field,
from out of the state.

My learned opponent here,
I mean that thug
with the shotgun,

is trying to inject
into this case
an element of...

Do you plead guilty
or not guilty?

To what?
It must feel kinda
funny to you...

JUDGE: To trespass,
destruction of
private property,

and petty larceny.

What'll you settle for?

What'll I settle for?

Did you ever hear
of contempt of court

while you were
studying the law?

I think I'll just
remand you to
the constable

and send you over
to the county seat!

Now, wait a minute...
Wait, nothing!

I was trying
to give you
a fair trial,

but when men drive
girls over the state
line as you did,

the matter's
worth investigating.

Also, when they
give funny names like
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.

You may think you're
dealing with rubes

and I'm going to give
you the opportunity...

(LEE SCREAMING)

(DOG BARKING)

What is it?

Get something!

Oh, pardon me.
What's the matter?

Get some water.
The office is on fire.

Water! Water! Water!

It's only
a wastebasket.
Come on!

Never mind.

There.

How the ding dang
that ever caught
on fire...

We've got it.

Well, where'd they go?
Huh?

Well, I'll be
god-darned!

(DOG BARKING)

HANK: Hey!

Hank, you'll break
my window.

Don't do it, Hank.
Hank, you'll break
the window.

(BOTH CLAMORING)

There!

(SPLUTTERING)

Are you a loon?
There's the fire!

Well, that's that.
On the way back,

I suppose we'll
have to duck around
through Canada.

I guess that
would be better.

It must feel kind
of funny to you to be
a fugitive from justice.

Hmm, very funny.

You know, all the way
across Pennsylvania,

I've been trying to
figure out how that
fire got started.

Nobody was smoking.

I was.

You were?

Did you throw
anything
in that basket?

Nothing but a match.

A lighted match?

Oh, I guess there
must have been
some life in it.

Did you throw
it in there
on purpose?

Well, I wasn't aiming
for the spittoon.

I suppose you know
that's called arson.

No!

I thought that
was when you
bit somebody.

"Bit somebody!"

Well, it's better than
going to jail, isn't it?

I told you my mind
worked differently.

Do you realize that
house is probably
in flames a mile high?

I hope it is.
Well, so do I.

But what's that got to do
with the morals of the case?

What have morals
got to do with it?

You've treated me
like your sister.

Here we are.
Hmm?

Oh.

It hasn't changed much.

New drugstore.

Yeah, they creep
in overnight.

That's where I went
to my first dance.

I went to
my first dance
in a firehouse.

Oh, I've been
to the firehouse, too.

Do I keep ongoing
straight ahead?

No, you turn left
at the next corner.

It's about a mile
the other side
of the tracks.

I'm getting scared.

Now, now.

(TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING)

Oh, please.
Let's wait till...

She might not even
live here anymore.

Oh.

Now, don't be nervous,
for heaven's sake.

Will you go in
with me?

Sure, I'll go in
with you. Come on.

See that tree?
Mmm-hmm.

I fell out of it
when I was 12.

From that branch
right there.

I was a terrible tomboy.

If I'd been a man,
I would have
run away to sea.

I landed
on my head.

Yeah?
That's a better gag
than hypnotism.

Why didn't your
lawyer use that?

(SADLY)
I don't know.

You should
have had me
for your lawyer.

Well, here we are.

Come on now, smile.

(KNOCKING)

(DOG BARKING)

Oh, I didn't mean
to knock so loud.

Why, that sounds
like Mickey.

Oh, I don't suppose
it is though, he'd be...

Shut up!

Somebody's coming.

Gee, you've been sweet.

Yes?

Oh, I'm terribly sorry.

Doesn't Mrs. Malone
live here anymore?

I guess you mean my wife.

Ma! Somebody out there
wants to see you.

Merry Christmas, Mama.

Come in.

Um, this is Mr...

Sargent.
Sargent.

How do you do?

Sit down.

You're looking
fine, Mama.

What'd you
come here for?
What do you want?

I don't want
anything, Mama.

It was just Christmas,
and Mr. Sargent
happened to be driving...

You see, I live
just outside
of Wabash,

and I knew
you'd be glad to...

So he brought me
with him.

Glad? Why should
I be glad?

"Good riddance
to bad rubbish,"
I said the day she left.

Oh, please, Mama.
Mr. Sargent...

Just like her father,
she is.

Always laughing
at serious things,
she was.

Never doing
what she was told,

till she winds up
stealing, as I always
said she would.

Stealing my mission money
that I put by with
the sweat of my brow.

I didn't steal it.

I've told you
a thousand times
I only borrowed it.

I was going
to pay you back
out of what I'd earn.

But you didn't
pay me back, did you?

And you never
paid me back,

and you never paid
anybody else back.

How could I after you
called me a thief
in front of the whole town?

Do you think anybody'd
let me work for them
after that?

We weren't good enough
for her here,

a decent home
and a hardworking mother

with a crook
for a daughter.

I don't want to rush you,
but we've still got
50 miles to go.

Don't you think
we'd better be
on our way?

Thanks.

Goodbye, Mama.

It's been
very interesting
meeting you, Mrs...

The name doesn't
concern you.

It certainly does not.

(DOOR CLOSING)

(SOBBING)
Come on, now.

It isn't
as bad as that.

I'd forgotten how much
that woman hates me,

and how much I hate her.

That's a terrible thing
to say, isn't it?

Ever since
I was little,

she was always
so right

and I was always
so wrong.

She was always
so good and I
was always so bad. She...

Thank you
for getting
me out.

I'll stay anywhere,
only not here,
not so close to her!

Hey.

I wish I'd broken
my neck when I fell
out of that tree.

It's a little late
to think about
that now, isn't it?

You won't make me
stay in Eltonville?
No, I won't.

You'll find me a room
someplace else?

I will.

Oh, any old
dump will do.

That's just what
you're gonna get.

It's only got
one window,

and the mattress
is stuffed with rocks,

and there's a painting
of the cross-eyedest old guy
you ever saw in your life.

How do you know?

How do I know what?
That my grandfather
was cross-eyed?

You mean you're...

You're taking me
home with you?

Sure, why not?

Oh!

(SOBBING)

Hey! Now what?

Where do you want
that fire laid,
Mrs. Sargent?

MRS. SARGENT:
Land sakes, Willie!

There's only
one fireplace
on the second floor.

Haven't you laid
that fire yet?

No. They had me
peeling potatoes.

Emmy, I think
those cookies
are burning!

Oh, land sakes!

Lucy Sargent,
those cookies
are not burning!

I declare it's enough
to drive a body crazy

the way you carry on
when Jack comes home.

I've never burned
anything yet,
and it's...

Oh!

(SIGHS) There.

Should I light the fire
now, Mrs. Sargent,
or wait till he gets here?

Does the room
seem chilly, Willie?

No, it don't
seem chilly Willie...

Chilly to me,

but, then the way
everybody around
this place

has been running me
ragged all day long,

I doubt if I'd be
chilly even in a...

Ice pond.

Thank you, ma'am.

Now, see here,
Willie Sims,

if you don't
stop complaining,
I declare I'll...

Well, I don't know
what I'll do.

Here you are
getting a lovely home

with nothing
but a few cows
and chickens to...

And pigs.

Oh, what
are a few pigs?

And mules.

Oh, they don't
need any care.

And instead of
being grateful...

(YAWNING)
And the bull.

All right, the bull.
But even so...

Rabbits.

Rabbits.

And ducks.

(CAR HORN HONKING)

And goats.

Emmy, he's here!

Willie, go down
and open the door,
will you?

And don't forget the fire!
Willie, bring in his bags.

The fire.

Here, give me
the matches and I'll
light the fire myself.

But you...
The matches!
The matches!

The bags.

Oh, there!

Oh, gosh! Oh...

Hemlock.

Here he is!

Emmy, hurry up.
Come on!

Oh, boy,
he's got a new car!

He's got a new car!

Oh!

Oh, Jack!
Oh, I could
hardly wait!

Oh, I'm so glad!
Hello, Mother.

My boy! Oh, my boy!
How are you, Mother?

Oh.
Hello, Aunt Emmy.

John Sargent!
Oh! Oh!

I declare I'm glad
you're here.

If only to keep
your mother from taking
leave of her senses.

For the last week,
this house has been...

Oh, gosh.

Hiya, Willie.
Girls still
chasing you?

Why are you late?
We expected you
at 6:00.

You didn't have
an accident, did you?

Well, no. You see...
Who's that?

Mother, Aunt Emma, Willie,
this is Miss Lee Leander

who's come to spend
Christmas with us.

Hello.

I hope I won't be
too much trouble.

Trouble? Why,
bless you, child,

it's a joy to
have you here.

You might have
sent a telegram,
John Sargent.

Grandpa's room
hasn't been cleaned

since your Aunt Clara
was here for canning.

Why, Lucy Sargent,
that's not so!

Why, I had
Willie in there
just last week.

Oh, gosh!

It's as clean
as a whistle.

Well, I doubt it.
Come along, my dear.

You must be freezing,
and here we are standing
like a couple of old hens.

Oh. Did you
forget the cookies
in the oven?

Oh, merciful heavens!

MRS. SARGENT:
Be careful, Emmy.

Come on, dear.

Oh, boy!

What?

Ain't she
a peach-a-rino?

(LAUGHS)

All I can say
is hot dog!

(CHUCKLING)
Here, take these.

You know,
I may be wrong,

but my Aunt Emma
is probably the second
best cook in the world.

Oh, how you
talk, Jack.

Who's the
first best?

There. That room
is still far from clean,
Lee, but it's passable.

Well, it was pretty
passable before.

Well,
it's perfect now.

Oh, why did she
make you do that?

Why, Willie
could have done
them so easily.

Oh, Willie.
Sure, Willie.

I like doing them.
I've lived
in hotels and...

Uh, places so long,

I haven't been around
a house as much
as I'd like to.

Your folks dead?

Willie!

My father's dead.
My mother's remarried.

Oh, I always say
that's so hard
on children.

No matter how nice
the new parent is,
it just isn't the same.

I don't see why
that should make
the slightest difference.

(WHISPERS) Emmy!

Well, I don't.

Well, come on,
everybody,

let's all go
in the parlor now

and we'll listen
to Jack play the piano.

I took $14 worth of
piano lessons once,

and they've never
forgotten it.

I can sing.

Here you are.

Now, don't eat it all.

We're going to string it
for the Christmas tree.

♪ Mi, mi, mi, mi ♪

Lee, dear,
you sit over here.

Oh.
And Emmy.

Hmm?
You sit over here.

All right.
Oh, give me
the matches, Willie.

Until you've heard this,
you've heard nothing.

(LEE CHUCKLES)

He really plays very well
when you consider
the size of his hands.

Bring me
the popcorn,
Willie.

(WARMING UP ON PIANO)

Play Swanee River, Jack.

JOHN: Swanee River?
And sing it.

All ready?

(CLEARS THROAT)

♪ Way down upon
the Swanee River

♪ Far, far away

♪ There's where my
heart is turning ever

♪ There's where
the old folks stay

(MOUTHING)

Cute, too, huh?

♪ All up and down
the whole creation

♪ Sadly I roam

♪ Still longing for
the old creation

♪ And for the
old folks at home ♪

(LAUGHS) That's that.

Oh, play one more
piece now, Jack!

Oh, get out
of there!

No, sir,
not till next year.

Oh, please
do just one more.

Now, come on.
I don't know anymore.

Oh, yes, you know
the Christmas carol
that I like so much.

JOHN: Mother,
we've got a guest.

Well, she'd like
to hear it, too.
Wouldn't you, Lee?

I can play a piece.
I used to play
in the ten-cent store.

Oh, that'd be nice.

I can sing
The End of
a Perfect Day.

Willie!

Well, I can.

Well, so can
everybody else.

Come on, Willie,
sing it!

All right.

(PLAYING PIANO)

♪ When you come

♪ To the end
of a perfect day

♪ And you sit alone
with your thought

♪ While the chimes
ring out

♪ With a carol gay

♪ For the joy

♪ That the day
has brought

♪ Do you think

ALL: ♪ What the end
of a perfect day

♪ Can mean
to a tired heart?

♪ When the sun goes down

♪ With a flaming ray

♪ And the dear friends

♪ Have to part ♪

Land sakes, child!
You want to
catch pneumonia?

Hmm?

There!

And I think you'd
better have a hot
water bottle, too.

You look
a little peaked.

Oh, I'm as strong
as a horse.

Well, many a horse
has frizz
in this weather.

JOHN: Mother?
Yes, dear.

I don't know
whether I should
tell you this or not,

but I don't like
to bring somebody
under your roof

without your
knowing exactly
who she is.

Oh, I think
I can guess.

What? Oh, no,
not at all.

She isn't even
a friend of mine.

Why, I think
she's charming.

She reminds me
of your father's
cousin Winifred,

who died when her
second was born.

She was a sweet,
lovely thing.

I was just telling
your Aunt Emmy
that I thought that...

Yes, she is charming,
Mother,

but unfortunately
she's a crook.

When we get back
to New York,

I'm going to try
to put her in jail.

But in the meantime,
she didn't have any place
to spend Christmas, so...

Oh, the poor lamb!

John, why, you'll
do no such thing.

That girl's as honest
as all outdoors.

Why, I can tell
by just looking
at her face.

If she did take anything,
I'm sure it was entirely
by mistake.

She's probably
a hypochondriac.

(JOHN CHUCKLES)

She might be,
at that.

She didn't really
take anything?

You're just making
a bad joke, aren't you?

No, Mother.
I'm afraid it's not
even her first offense.

But that doesn't
mean that she wasn't
unhappy and lonely,

and a human being
like the rest of us.

Oh, the poor thing!

She probably
didn't get enough
love as a child.

Do you remember
how bad...

Well, you weren't
really bad,

but do you remember
when you took my egg money

I was going to buy
a new dress with,

and then how hard you
worked to pay it back
when you did understand?

(CHUCKLES)

You made me
understand.

No, dear.
It was love that
made you understand.

I hope she's going
to enjoy her stay
here with us.

We want to make her
happy and comfortable...

Oh. See that?
Mmm-hmm.

It's good
leather, too.

Oh, Jack!

Why, I haven't even
started that bottle you
gave me last Christmas!

Oh, "Hour Of Ecstasy!"

That's the same kind
you gave her
last Christmas.

It is?
They told me that
was the latest!

Well, I love it!

Oh, isn't
that pretty?

That's the latest
too, Aunt Emmy.
(WHISTLING)

Oh!

Why, Jack Sargent,
you ought to be
ashamed of yourself!

I never...
(ALL LAUGHING)

Willie!
Willie, here's
something else.

Oh! Oh, boy!

Gee, I love Christmas!

Oh!

Oh.

JOHN: That's
the latest, Willie.

No, you've got
it on backwards.

Huh?
No, no, Willie,
this way.

That's right.
That way?

Only you've got
to yodel with it.

(YODELING)

(ALL LAUGH)

I'll practice
up on that later.

Oh, boy,
is it snazzy!
Find a mirror.

Get all my
stuff together.
Oh, dear!

"Jack from Mother," huh?

Yes.

JOHN: Something to wear?

MRS. SARGENT:
Oh, you wait and see.

Oh, a sweater, huh?

Did you
knit it yourself?

Oh, thanks, Mother.
That's swell.

You like the color?
Sure.

MRS. SARGENT:
Well, I hope it fits.

JOHN: Oh, it'll fit.

"To Jack
from Aunt Emma."

EMMA: Mmm-hmm.

Can't wait to see it.

Well, socks, huh?

Not so fancy,
but they'll keep
your feet warm.

JOHN: Do you
think they'll fit?

(ALL LAUGH)

Well, I don't know.

Thanks, Aunt Emmy.

Well, pretty lucky, huh?

You bet.

Say, I'm sorry
about the present
situation. If...

Uh, there's some other
packages over there.
See who they're for.

"To Lee..."

Well, I guess
you can always
depend on Santa Claus.

Merry Christmas.

Oh, no, you shouldn't
have gone to
all this trouble.

Come on,
open them up
right now.

Oh.

Oh, thank you.
It's so pretty.

Oh, it's really
nothing at all.

Just made from some
scraps and things

that I've accumulated
through the years.

Well, it's lovely. Oh!

Aunt Emma?
Mmm-hmm.

(CHUCKLING)
Oh!

Not so fancy,
but they're grand
on a cold night,

for a spinster lady!

(ALL LAUGHING)

Oh, it's awfully
sweet of you!

Who's that from,
Willie?
LEE: No.

Oh, why, you dunce!

Can't you
remember anything?

LEE: Oh!

Oh, Hour Of Ecstasy!

Yeah, that's the latest.

(WHISPERING)
That's the one
I gave you, right?

(LEE MOANING)

Oh, thank you!

You're all
much too kind.

I've never met anyone
so thoughtful and so...

Oh, why, my dear,
it's nothing at all.

Why, we just
love doing it.
We're happy to have you here,

and we're so anxious
for you to enjoy
your stay.

There really
isn't very much
for you to do,

so you'll just
have to make
the best of it.

Tonight, a few friends
are coming in,

we're going to
bob for apples,

and then tomorrow
the young people

are going to have
a treasure hunt
in the snow,

and the next day
we have a taffy pull.

And will that
gum up the house.

Oh, gosh!
Shh!

It won't amount
to a row of pins.

And the day after that
we have the rummage sale

and the charity buffet
at the church.

A pretty girl like you
ought to be a big help.

Why, the men are so tight,
we almost have to
pick their pock...

Well, I'll do my best.

My specialty's
shortchanging 'em!

(CHUCKLING)
MRS. SARGENT: Emmy!

And then we
rest up for a day,

and the day after that
is New Year's Eve.

This year we're going
to have an old-fashioned
barn dance

like the hicks
we're supposed to be.

And that's all
there is.

Farmers' wives don't die
of boredom anymore,
they die of heart failure.

(ALL LAUGHING)

Do you suppose
they're popped?

EMMA: I'm positive
they've popped.

Gee, I wish I could
be that sure.

You will be
when I've told
you the secret.

But you must
never let it out
of the family.

You see...

(WHISPERING)

No, are you sure?
Yes.

Look for yourself.

Oh!

Good morning.

Good morning.
How's about
some breakfast?

Holy smoke,
popovers!

And she made them
entirely by herself.

She did?
Well, bring 'em in.

What did you
tell him that for?

Oh, don't you
know the shortcut

to a man's heart's
through his gizzard?

Here, take 'em in
while they're hot.

There you are.

Uh...
Go on, hurry up!

Say, I didn't know
you could cook.

Oh, I didn't make these.
She just said I did.

Oh. Why'd she say that?

Because she's
taught me how.
But I...

Well, I guess
she thought if you
thought I knew how,

why, that would make
everything go faster.

Make what go faster?

You see, she thinks
you brought me out here

because you're
in love with me.

Oh! (LAUGHING)

Funny, isn't it? Hmm.
Yeah.

Well, if you think
I couldn't make a popover
as good as that,

you're nuts!

Hmm.

Oh, Judge, won't you
buy something
at my table?

I'll be back
in just a minute.
Oh, please.

Now, just a minute,
I'll be back.

Judge, you just must
buy this tablecloth.

Yes, yes, I'll be back
in just a minute.

Just a minute.
I'll be back.

Judge, how about
a nice picture frame?

I'm looking for my hat,
a silk hat.

My wife sent it
down here.

(GASPS)

Richest, tightest
man in town.
Come on, Emmy.

Judge.
Yes?

Aunt Emma, mark down
one armadillo basket,
the $7 size.

All right.
Now, just a minute!

That's all right.
I'll tell you
what you do.

My dear miss.
We'll let you
have it for $6

and you can
kiss Aunt Emma
in the bargain.

"Kiss Aunt Emma"?
Why, this is outrageous!

$3 change.
Why, I...

Oh, you'll love it,
you'll love it.

$3 change.

Why, miss,
I protest against...

This is outrageous!

Take it easy, Judge.
It'll be all right.
Thank you very much.

Now, really, Mrs. Sargent,
I think that this joke
has gone... John Sargent!

Nobody's trying
to force you to buy
anything, Judge.

We just have to keep
the aisles clear.

But, John,
I protest against it!
Now, John, I protest!

Wearing pants
to a dance! Huh!

She'll never
land him that way.

Women belong in skirts!

It's the mystery
that gets 'em.

Oh, I just thought
these would be
easier to wear.

How big are you
around the waist?

Oh, I don't know,
25, 26, I guess.

Huh! When I was young,
we thought 19 was big.

How could
anybody be 19?

Well, it takes
a little pulling,
but it can be done!

Now, let out
your breath.

(EXHALING)

More! Come on!

Now, one,
two, three!

Now, how does
that feel?

(CHUCKLING)
Oh, you'll get
used to it.

The rest of us did.

Oh, fiddlesticks!

Now, tie that
around your waist.

I never did have
as much front

as we were supposed
to have in my day.

Oh!

You didn't really
wear all these
things, did you?

Of course, we did.
This is just
the beginning.

Now, here's
the corset cover.

Fasten it up.

Oh!

There you go.

(GROANING)

LEE: Oh, it's beautiful!

Was that your
wedding dress?

I twiddled around
with the idea
one summer.

I was all right
again by fall.

Thank you, dear.

Lee! Aunt Emma!

EMMA: Coming! Coming!

Land of the living!

The dance is not
going to run away
before we get there!

JOHN: Well, I just
didn't want Lee
to miss the...

Oh!

Gosh!

(LIVELY BAND MUSIC PLAYING)

(ALL APPLAUDING)

She's beautiful,
isn't she?

Yes.

They'd have awful
cute babies.

Why, Emmy,
Jack isn't in love.

Where did you
get such an idea?

Fiddlesticks!

Well, I tell you
they're not.

I'm not going to tell
you why or anything,
but they...

Well, they just
can't be, that's all.

Emmy, you don't know
about these things
and if I were you...

Lucy Sargent, if you're
referring to the fact
that I never married,

I'd like to point out that
you don't have to be a horse
to judge a horse show.

If ever I saw two
people that were...

Shh!

Almost over.

Gone quickly,
hasn't it?

So quickly!

If that isn't
as plain as Pikes Peak.

Oh, fiddlesticks!

You've all
been so sweet.

No matter what happens
after we get back,
it won't matter so much.

I'll have some
wonderful memories.

(CROWD APPLAUDING)

Ladies and gentlemen!

I now have the honor
to wish you
a happy New Year!

(ALL CHEERING)

♪ Should auld
acquaintance be forgot

♪ And never brought to mind?

♪ Should auld
acquaintance be forgot

♪ And auld lang syne? ♪

(CHEERING)

(INAUDIBLE)

Good night, children.
Sweet dreams.

I'll have
your breakfast
at 7:15.

What do you want?
Flannel cakes
or fried mush?

Oh, I think
we'd ride better
on the mush.

All right.

Happy New Year.

Good night, Emmy.
Good night, Lee.

Good night,
Aunt Emmy.

Good night, dear.
Get a good rest.

Good night.

Thank you.
Thank you
for everything.

Good night, Jack.

Good night, Lee.

Good night, son.

Good night, Mother.

The best of everything
to you this New Year.

Thanks, Mom.
Good night.

Good night, dear.

You sleepy?

Not very.

You want to
come in my room
and have a cigarette?

It'd be nice
by the fire.

Well, uh...

I'll be in
in a minute.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Come in.

I'm sorry to
disturb you, dear,

but I know how rushed
you're going to be
tomorrow morning.

Oh, you're not
disturbing me.

Thank you.

First, I want
to tell you
how glad we are

to have had you
here with us,

and how much I hope
you've enjoyed
your stay with us.

You'll never know
how much.

And then I want
to tell you

how sorry I am
that you're in trouble,

and how much
I hope everything'll
come out all right.

I didn't know
you knew about that.

You poor child,

I never would
have mentioned it
to you now, only...

Well...

Did Jack ever
tell you anything
about his childhood?

No. Why?

We were very poor
after my husband died.

In fact,
we had nothing.

Jack had to do
chores before school
and chores after school.

And when he
was in high school,

he drove
a delivery truck
afternoons

to earn
a little money.

Then after chores
he studied evenings
to try to get into college.

He worked his way
through college

and he worked his way
through law school.

Oh, I'm not trying
to say that there's
anything unusual in that.

Thousands of boys
are doing the same
thing this minute.

But I am
trying to tell you

how hard
he worked to get
where he is today.

How very, very hard.

And I don't think that
we should allow anything
to spoil it for him now.

I don't see why
anything should spoil it
for him, do you?

He's in love
with you.

Oh, he isn't
in love with me.

He's never had
any more interest in me

than some panhandler
you buy a meal for.

Are you sure?

Of course, I'm sure.

But he kissed
you tonight.

Well, I...

I'm not exactly ugly.

Oh, he may have
a little fever for me,

but it isn't
going any further

and it hasn't been
any place, either.

He's no fool.

And even if he was,

I wouldn't hurt
him or you,

Aunt Emmy,

or even Willie.

Thank you, dear.

You do love him
though, don't you?

I'm afraid so.

Here's some of
the cookies you made.

Don't forget
how you made them.

Goodbye, Mother.
Goodbye, Aunt Emmy.

Goodbye, John.
It was awfully nice
to see you.

Goodbye.
Goodbye, Willie.

Goodbye, dear.

Goodbye, Willie.
Oh, goodbye.

Goodbye,
and thank you
for everything.

I'll never forget it.

Oh, you're
quite welcome, dear,

and come back
whenever you can.

Now, wrap up
and keep good
and warm.

Drive carefully, son.

Are you going
by way of Scranton
or Pittsburgh?

Through Canada!
(LAUGHS)

Bye.
ALL: Goodbye.

Hey, don't forget
to write.

(YODELING)

Don't you forget
to chop some wood.

Now Christmas is over.

Ain't it the truth.

Have you anything
to declare?
No.

Oh, I have four Chinese
and a barrel of okolehao
in the rumble seat,

but that's all.

And where are you from?
United States.

Where were you born?
Indiana.

And where are you from?
United States.

Where were you born?
Indiana.

And what is your reason
for going through Canada?

I'm a fugitive
from justice.

You sound like a fugitive
from a nut house.

(LAUGHS)
Go ahead, sir.
Go ahead.

Thank you.

You know something?

What?

You're in Canada now.

What about it?

If you didn't want
to go back tomorrow,
I couldn't make you.

Did you hear
what I said?

I heard you.

Why didn't you
come in for that
cigarette last night?

Oh, I didn't feel
like smoking.

(SIGHS)

I hope you don't bust out
laughing when you
look at me in court.

I won't feel much
like laughing.

You know, it's funny
that of all the people
in the courtroom,

you were the only one
that seemed to have a heart.

You'd think
you'd be the last one.

Don't give me
any credit.

I played a fairly
dirty trick on you

and I felt a little
bad about it,
that's all.

How did you play me
a dirty trick?

By having your case
put over till after
the holidays.

When I saw the jury
was going to acquit
you for Christmas.

Why, you dog!

(SCOFFS)

That was pretty smart
of you all right.

Part of the business.

Then when
that fat slob
got me out

it was because
your conscience
was bothering you.

A little.

And all the time
I thought it was my legs.

I didn't even know
you were against me.

Oh, I knew you were
supposed to be trying

to put me in jail
or something.

But, I don't know,
you seemed so gentle.

That's part
of the technique.

If you don't
treat a woman
with kid gloves,

every man on the jury
wants to punch you
in the nose.

You have to handle them
with kid gloves, too,

or you get it right
in the verdict.

It's very hard
to put a woman in jail,
no matter what she's done.

I'm supposed
to be sort of
a specialist at it.

No, you're not.
Sure I am.

You're just trying
to make me hate you
so you won't feel so bad

when you give me
the business,
aren't you?

You are, aren't you?

I mean it.

I wish you'd stop
talking nonsense.

It isn't nonsense.
I'm not a policeman.

It's none of my business
whether you go back
or not.

Anyway,
I haven't any money.

You wouldn't have
to worry about that.

Oh, I can
just see the fizz
on your fat friend

if he had to shell out
that five grand.

You don't have to worry
about that, either.

I can worry about it
if I want to.

A fine district
attorney you are.

You know
I love you,
don't you?

Don't say that.

Why shouldn't
I say it?

Because some chiseling
jeweler claims you swiped
one of his bracelets?

I did swipe it.

The jury will tell you
whether you took it
or not.

He got it back,
didn't he?

Anyway, what you did yesterday
and what you do today
are two different things.

All the state wants you
to do is lay off
other people's property.

It doesn't care
how that condition
is arrived at.

Once you were with me,
you wouldn't pull
any of that stuff.

I might.

And get your ears
knocked down.

Please!

You love me,
don't you, Lee?

No.

I suppose that's why
you've looked at me
the way you have

and danced with me
the way you did

and kissed me
the way you did.

Why your hand has
always found mine

and mine has
always found yours

whenever
they're anywhere
near each other.

Oh, don't be a sucker.

Naturally you're
a good-looking man
and I'm only human,

but everything
you said about
the state not caring,

or my staying here,
or how I'd be when we
were together is the bunk.

You've got to remember
how hard you worked
to get where you are,

and how you drove
a truck after school,
and did the chores...

My mother's been
talking to you,
hasn't she?

Why shouldn't she?
She's got something
to be proud of.

And you've got to be proud
and think about it, too,

instead of telling people
to jump bail and...

You know
perfectly well
that...

Don't be unfair.

I love you, Lee.

(SIGHS)

It'll be awfully
hard to lose you.

You know
what I wish?

What?

I wish the case was over
and you'd been acquitted.

Then you shouldn't
have had it postponed.

That's true.

But if I hadn't,
I wouldn't have met you.

That's true.

So the case is over
and you've been acquitted.

Knock wood.

And I pull out
a marriage license...

Oh, gee...

And we march right into
the Judge's chambers

and have him marry us.

You know you're talking
like a four-year-old,
don't you?

You know where
we're going for
our honeymoon?

Where?
Niagara Falls.

(LAUGHS)

But we're there now,
darling.

You're crazy, Jack.

Oh, I thought
it was all settled.

That was in
Niagara Falls.

People aren't responsible
for what they say
in Niagara Falls.

This is New York.
This is today, and...

(SIGHS)

This is different.

As my Aunt Emmy
would say,
fiddlesticks.

Well,
it isn't fiddlesticks.

In the first place,
there's no reason why
they should acquit me

and even if they did
I wouldn't marry you.

Don't you love me
anymore?

I never loved you.

Were you just
toying with me?

Oh, shut up.

You'll have to develop
more courtesy and respect
for your future husband,

or I shall have to resort
to strong measures.

"A woman, a dog,
a hickory tree,

"the better you beat them,
the better they be."

Oh, quit it.
Will you?

All right. What?

You know
it isn't right, Jack.

Can't you see
the papers?

"District Attorney
marries girl crook."

Why, I'd only hurt you.
Ah!

Don't you remember
how the judge acted

when he saw us
in that place?

Oh, but you won't
be a crook,
you'll be acquitted.

How do you know?

Well, I don't know,
but I think you've
got a good chance.

You wouldn't do anything
to make them acquit me,
would you?

What could I do?

That would be
a fine thing.

Oh, driver, stop
at the next corner
will you, a minute?

We'd better not
get out together.

That'd be pushing
things too far.
Yeah.

Good luck, honey.
Thanks.

Don't be unhappy.

I'm not unhappy,
I'm all confused.

Everything's going
to come out all right.

It's got to
come out all right!

Let me out in the middle
of the block, will you?

CAB DRIVER: Yes, sir.

I tell you,
I did see them.

Dancing in a cafe.

Two hours after
he was prosecuting her
in this very court.

And I tell you
you're mistaken.

That boy's dead
on the level.

And if he weren't quite
as honest as he is,

I'd say he had a big
future in politics.

I stood as close to them...
You forget that
you're an old man.

Your eyes aren't
as good as they
used to be.

As it happens,
I spoke to him
and he answered me.

Anybody would answer you.
That's only common politeness.

I called him Jack.

Why, there are
millions of people
called Jack.

You haven't got
a leg to stand on.

You're trying
to make a case
against this boy.

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

All ready, Your Honor.

Be right in.

So now I suppose
you think he's going
to throw the case.

Those are your words,
Henry, not mine.

I tell you,
he wouldn't
throw a case

if he were trying
his own brother.

Not if you're
in court, he wouldn't.

All right, then,
I'll listen from here.

That's all I wanted.

That and your
apology later.

You'll get that
in a pig's eye.

(GAVEL POUNDING)

CLERK: Hear ye,
hear ye, hear ye.

The Court of General Sessions,
Division of the Supreme Court
of New York County

is now in session.

His Honor,
Judge Walker,
presiding.

(GAVEL POUNDING)

You heard Dr. Keinmetz

describe the condition
known as hypnoleptic
catalepsies?

Yes, sir.

Would you say
that is the condition
you were in?

I guess so.
Yes, sir.

That's all.

Just a moment, please,
Miss Leander.

Now, you said
that you were
hypnotized

at the time you left
the jewelry store
and walked up 5th Avenue.

Didn't you?

Well...

Did you
or didn't you?

Well, my lawyer said so.

Your lawyer said so?

Are we to understand then
that you and your lawyer

do not agree exactly
as to what happened?

Don't answer
that question!

I object, Your Honor!
The question
is highly improper,

irrelevant, immaterial,
and I ask it be stricken
from the record.

Sustained.

The jury will
disregard the question.

Were you hypnotized
or weren't you?

I suppose...
We don't want
your suppositions.

We want to know
whether you were
hypnotized or not.

Yes.

Yes what?

I guess
I was hypnotized.

JOHN: You guess
you were hypnotized?

First you suppose
you were hypnotized
and now you guess you were.

Kindly remember
you are under oath,
Miss Leander.

Do you know the penalty
for perjury?

I object, Your Honor.
JUDGE: Sustained.

Not so rough, Jack.
How many times
have I told you

when you're working
with a woman...

JOHN: Well, which is it?
A guess or a supposition?

What's he getting
so tough about?

He's just
naturally mean.

I sat on a murder case
and they didn't get
that rough.

Your Honor, these jurors
are gabbing again.

(GAVEL BANGS)

JUDGE: The jurors
will cease whispering

and give
their entire attention
to the case at hand.

Proceed.
Miss Leander,

will you kindly
tell us how it feels
to be hypnotized?

O'LEARY: Object.
JUDGE: Sustained.

How old were you
when you began
to steal things?

O'LEARY: Object.
JUDGE: Sustained.

What's that got
to do with this?

Just trying
to get her in wrong.

Your Honor, those jurors
are at it again.

Mr. Sargent.

I am perfectly capable
of running this courtroom

without prompting
from counsel.

(GAVEL BANGING)

If there's any more
whispering among the jurors,

I'll hold
the offenders
in contempt.

(GAVEL BANGS)

Now proceed
with this case.

How many times
have you been hypnotized
by beautiful jewelry?

O'LEARY: Object.
I guess quite
a lot of times.

O'LEARY: Please don't
answer questions after
I've objected to them.

JUDGE: Objection sustained.

The jury will disregard
the question and the answer.

Did you hear Dr. Keinmetz's
opinion about hypnotism?

Will you kindly answer
my question and not keep
us waiting here all day?

Will you answer
my question?

Your Honor,
if the witness refuses
to answer my questions

there's nothing
more I can do.

JUDGE:
The prisoner will please
answer counsel's question.

May I lend you
my handkerchief?

Your Honor...

Kindly address
your answers
to me over here.

Your Honor,
I want to plead...

Your Honor, I don't
believe this young lady
is well.

I think a five-minute
recess would be...
But I want to plead guilty.

JOHN: I am undoubtedly
responsible for
having made her...

LEE: Please, Jack.
Your Honor!

Just a few minutes
recess, Your Honor.

This young woman
is hysterical...

She's quite obviously
in the throes
of an emotion

during which
she's not responsible
for what she says.

I'm all right.
I just want
to plead guilty.

If Your Honor would kindly
grant a five-minute recess.

My child, why do you
want to plead guilty?

Because I am guilty.

And when you make a mistake
you've got to pay for it.

Otherwise,
you never learn.

Your Honor,
it must be apparent

this is not
normal conduct.

Quite apparent.
And the state has no
wish to take advantage

of a temporary
aberration
as stupid...

There isn't anything
temporary about this.

You can see that
I'm in my right mind,
can't you?

Well, in that case,
there's nothing more
to be said.

The court at this time

will set next Friday,
January the 6th,
at 10:00 a.m.

as time
for passing sentence.

The prisoner is remanded
to the city jail.

Thank you,
Your Honor.

(JURORS MURMURING)

JUROR: Oh, I thought
the trial would last
at least a week.

JUDGE:
The jury is dismissed.

(JURORS CHATTERING)

Well?

I don't know.

JOHN: Matron?

Do you know
what you've done?

Do you realize
it can't be undone?

You understand there's
no appeal, no retrial,
no mistrial,

nothing but jail!

How long will I get?

How do I know?

Maybe you won't
get very long,

but if you'd kept your
trap shut you wouldn't
have to go at all.

There wasn't
anything else to do.

Don't you see?

You're so strong, and you
argue so well and I...

I love you so much.

You certainly
proved that.

I'd always do what you
wanted, even if it wasn't
good for you.

I'd never have
a chance against you

and you'd never have
a chance with me.

Like just now,
when you were trying
to lose the case.

Aren't you ashamed?

Oh, hogwash.

Oh, I know what
you were trying to do.

Save little Willie's career
from the bad, bad woman.

You poor sap, don't you
think I'm the best judge
of what's good for me

and what I want most
in this world?

No.

And when you
were making your
grand gesture,

did you stop
to think how much
you were hurting me?

Do you think I'm going
to stop loving you
just because they

lock you up with a bunch
of hikers and hopheads
for a few years?

I'm not
much better.

You're good
enough for me.

Oh!

Will you come and
see me sometime?

Come and see you?

I'm going to send
for the judge and
marry you right now.

Oh...

But thank you
just the same.

If you still
wanted me afterwards.

I'd be all square

and you would have
had plenty of time
to think things over.

Lots of things.

Will...

Will you stand beside me

and hold my hand
when they sentence me?

Of course, I will.

(SIGHS)

Then I won't be afraid.

I love you so.