All language subtitles for Route66 - S01E03 (The Swan Bed)

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(crash)

- [Mama] How do you
expect me to sleep?

- I didn't mean
it to bother you.

I've got it down low.

- The whole place is shakin'.

(mysterious instrumental music)

(seagulls squawking)

(laughs)

- Hi Carrie.

- Mornin' Mr. Gant.

What's that in your hand?

- You know dang well
what it is (laughs).

Ta-dee-ay!

(snoring)

- Can I bring you anything Mama?

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- That's gotta be it.

He said the place
with all the plants.

- Yeah, he say how
we were supposed to
water all the plants?

- Yeah, with a tin can.

For 60 a month,
what do you want,

a built in sprinkler system?

- Alright, I'll set
up housekeeping.

You check in at the Harring.

- Oh right.

- Mornin' Mr. DeSavo.

I'm not late, am I?

- Not late, no.

Not early either.

(ambulance siren wails)

- If it's what I think it is,
we may be in for an epidemic.

- I wonder how it happened.

- A parakeet, canary, parrot.

(parrot squawks)

(drunken mumbling)

- [Parrot] Aah, find out.

(boat whistle toots)

- [Parrot] There
they are (mumbles).

All over you, aah!

(boat motor rumbling)

- You fellas ought to
know better than this.

Bringin' that damn boat
around here in daylight.

- Does a man always
live by the code?

- If he wants to get
paid, he damn well better.

Now go on, get that
boat outta here.

Take it back up the bayou.

And don't you come back
here 'til after nightfall,

you hear me?

- Ah, maybe you send us
away because you don't got

the money.

- Did you ever not get paid yet?

- Ah, adios.

- Adios.

(speaking Spanish)

(speaking Spanish)

(speaking Spanish)

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♪ If that diamond
ring don't shine

♪ Pop's gonna buy
me a gallon o' wine

♪ If that gallon--

(indistinct conversations)

♪ Pop's gonna buy
me a mockingbird

♪ If that mockingbird don't sing

♪ Pop's gonna buy
me a diamond ring

♪ If that diamond
ring don't shine

♪ Pop's gonna buy
me a gallon o' wine

♪ If that diamond
ring don't shine

♪ Pop's gonna buy
me a gallon o' wine

♪ If that gallon--

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- Excuse me.

I'm lookin' for work.

- We got a lotta work here.

Here we got too much work.

- Swell!

- You say swell.

What's so swell?

Me, I do it all.

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- You try George's?

Hercules George,
around the corner.

In back, stall three.

- Hey thanks.

Shall I tell 'em you sent me?

- George won't hire ya 'cause
of me, he just needs the help.

- Thanks anyway.

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Hey, I'm lookin'
for Hercules George.

- Just look up here.

- I understand maybe you
can use some extra help?

- I'll pay a dollar an hour.

- Well, when can I start?

- You already are.

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- Hey, what's goin'
on over there?

Hey, come on, what am I missin'?

- Man, with these glasses,
you ain't missin' nothin'.

- [Buzz] Who's she?

- [Man With Hat] Randy Spring.

Does a bird routine at
Jack's, four shows a night.

Wish I was a bird.

- Well, how about that, huh?

- Psittacosis.

No doubt about it, Parrot Fever.

Last epidemic, back in
'40, we lost 27 people.

Would you call the local
Public Health Office, please?

Tell them to wire the
Communicable Disease Center

in Atlanta.

I'll call in as soon as I talk
to Andre Beauchamp's widow.

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(indistinct conversations)

- Two coffees and donuts.

Hardluck, you sit at
that counter and I'll sit

at this one.

You don't like
Canal Number Five?

How 'bout it with
the lake trout?

- Look, all I asked you was
to get something temporary

'til I got you a union card.

I didn't expect you to start
wrestling with (sniffs) fish.

- Why not?

Look, I only had
three years at Yale.

Hey, I got the job.

- I'm glad.

- It was her idea.

- He was cut out
for finer things.

- Buzz had somethin' already
all lined up at the docks,

85 bucks a week, minimum.

- So I could of handled
it 'til I got you on.

You didn't have to
degrade yourself.

- Who's degraded?

Look, we can't all make
85 bucks a week, can we?

I'm Todd, he's Buzz.

- How do you do?

- Hey how 'bout these, huh?

- Now don't stuff yourself.

New Orlean's famous for
good food, and tonight,

ah, just put those pompanos
in those paper bags,

grease up those duck presses,
'cause these two hungry cats

are gonna make that scene.

- [Todd] I guess we sound like
a couple of tourists, huh?

- Oh no.

- [Todd] Well, we are.

What are some of
the better places?

- Well, there's--

The town's just full of 'em.

- Why don't you show them to us?

Look, we're old
friends, aren't we?

Didn't you send
me to see George?

Okay, the least I can do
is take you to dinner.

Why not?

- Well, I,

I just couldn't.

- Look, no big
deal, just dinner.

About eight, now where
do we pick you up?

- I'll be here.

I mean, pick me up
here, just outside.

- What was that all about?

- Well, she'll know
all the good places.

- Oh yeah, she didn't look
like any Pearl Messer to me.

- Alright, so what's the harm?

- No harm, just a question.

What did you say her name was?

- Forgot to ask.

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- Mrs. Beauchamp,
my name is Stafford.

I hope you'll excuse
me, I'm a health doctor

with the Public Health Service.

I'm sorry to have to
stop you like this,

here at a time like this.

Believe me, I wouldn't
unless the need was critical.

Does anyone in your family
own a parakeet or a parrot?

- (crying) Why are
you bothering me?

- Your husband died of
pneumonia, didn't he?

Well, that pneumonia
was induced by the virus

of Psittacosis, Parrot Fever.

Now, you see why I must
ask these questions.

Psittacosis is
highly contagious.

It's transmitted not alone
by birds, but from person

to person once it gets started.

Now, can you think
back, Mrs. Beauchamp.

Give me as full a picture
as you possibly can

about the places your
husband might have visited

or the people in
the past two weeks.

A pet shop somewhere, the zoo?

- (crying) I'll try,
doctor, I'll try.

- I swear they ought to
drag that old showboat out

and sink it.

Should have burned it
myself a long time ago,

set a torch to it.

It's an abomination sittin'
out there in the mud.

It's an affront
to decent people.

- Please Mama,
don't talk about it.

It only upsets you.

Anyway, you don't mean
that, what you said.

You remember three years
ago when they was gonna

paint it up and put a jazz
band on it and sail it

up and down the river at full
moon on summer excursions,

well you almost went
outta your mind.

"They can't take that old
showboat away," you said.

"They just don't
dare take it away."

You remember Mama?

Sometimes I think that's
why you want us to stay here

in the shack.

Just so's you can keep
an eye on that old boat.

- You got a harsh voice, Carrie.

- Mama,

I,

I've been invited out.

And I got nothin' to wear.

- [Mama] Huh.

- Mama, I said, I've
been invited out.

With two nice boys.

- Two boys?

- There's safety in numbers,
ain't that what ya tell me?

- Two ain't safe, two's
twice as bad as one.

You tell 'em you can't go.

- I already told 'em I can.

- Well, you just
tell 'em you can't.

- No Mama.

- I said, you tell
'em you can't go.

- No!

- What do you say to me?

- Please Mama, I gotta
go out sooner or later,

sometime in my life.

Please let it be this time.

(slap)

- I'll tell you when
you can go in your life,

You hear me?

- Mama, please,
I need some money

just to get a dress.
- You ain't gettin' any money.

- Please,

please Mama!

- Get off that bed!

(screams)

Get off that bed!

I knew you'd end up like this,
I know it's in your blood.

- No!

(screams)

- You get back in here, hear me?

Get back in here!

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- Mr. Gant!

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(knocking)
Mr. Gant?

Mr. Gant.

- Didn't I tell you not to
come by here before nightfall?

- Mr. Gant, it's Carrie.

- What, who?

Carrie?

Oh,

hello Carrie.

You know somethin',
you're the prettiest,

prettiest--

- Mr. Gant, you remember
last Christmas, Mr. Gant?

You remember?

I paid you back.

Every penny by me.

I'm ashamed to have to
ask you again, Mr. Gant,

but could you make
me a little loan?

(grumbles)

I'm gonna do the town
with two young men.

Sam, what would you do?

I mean, I simply can't
just go out lookin'

like this now, can I?

(parrot squawks)

Sam, does Mr. Gant still
keep that old money bag?

(parrot squawks)

You be my witness, Sam.

I'm takin' a loan
for exactly $80.

(footsteps approaching quickly)

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They're all lovely, but
I didn't wanna spend

quite that much.

I had no idea things
were so expensive.

You see, it's been
awhile since I shopped.

- [Saleswoman] This is
the Better Dress Salon.

Now, we do have a Young
Married's department,

Smart Casuals, you know, to
fit the average pocketbook.

Third floor.

- Third floor?

I think I'll take
a look down there.

- We also have an economy
department in the basement.

If you'll give me some idea of--

- I didn't wanna spend too much.

- Well, it's none of
my business, Miss,
but you have enough

right there to buy out the
entire Better Dress Salon.

- Can't be.

- Why not, maybe she
uses homing pigeons.

- No, no, not the act, the girl.

- Is this the girl you
were tellin' me about,

the one who put Pier
63 behind quota today?

- Yeah, but we
couldn't see her face.

- You're complaining?

- Can't be, that's all.

- Can't be what?

- Jeannie Barstow, PS 22.

- Oh, come on.

- Alright, I said it couldn't
be, but you have to allow

for a few changes
here and there.

You know, I mean, she was
only 14, but it looks like

Jeannie Barstow.

What do ya say?

Ya game?

Let's go in, yeah?

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(crowd cheering and whistling)

It is Jeannie, I knew it.

(crowd cheering and whistling)

(wings flapping)

(crowd applauding)

- Who'd have ever thought
you'd turn out like this.

- Not your old man.

He had a standing bet, five
to one, anybody that wanted

any action.

I'd get the electric
chair before I was 18.

- 17.

- And I always figured I
should of taken that bet,

but I figured if nobody
else would, why should I?

See, no confidence.

- Do you know what?

You've changed, not just gotten
older, but really changed.

- Buddy of mine,

this fellow I travel with, Todd,

his old man.

When I went to work for him,
he said somethin' to me,

like some guys can
hear a sermon on Sunday

and knock over a bank on
Monday, but once in awhile,

you really listen,
'cause you need to.

And if the right guy
says the right thing,

at the right time, bam!

It's like somebody pushed
the button at Cape Canaveral.

He said, "Buzz, the
true measure of a man,

"what he really
is, is what he'd do

"if he knew he'd
never be found out,

"never, never be rewarded,
never be punished."

Psh,

who wants to be serious?

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- Mr. Gant.

- Come in, come in.

- Oh, you poor thing.

I'm gonna march you
right off to a doctor.

You should see
yourself, Mr. Gant.

Your face is all bloody.

- I had an accident!

- I only spent $63 of
it, the rest is all here.

You must have been beside
yourself with worry,

but I just never had a
chance to get back to ya

after I went shoppin'.

See, I had to meet
them at eight o'clock.

Anyway, I never let it
outta my sight, all evenin'.

Even while I was eatin'.

I held it in my lap.

That's a big
responsibility, ya know?

Funny how things work out.

Here this was to
be my big evenin',

instead I just kept
frettin' for it to end

so's I could come back
and tell you, Mr. Gant.

Don't worry, nobody
stole your money.

It's all here, $4,500,

less the 63 I spent.

If you don't mind
my sayin', Mr. Gant,

I don't think it's very smart
of you to keep that much money

just layin' around
in the drawer.

- What are you
talkin' about anyway?

- If you don't believe
me, just count it.

- I've never seen that
thing before in my life.

- Right there, that's
what I took it from.

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Mr. Gant,

that accident shook your
purse, and you know.

There's a lot of money
in here, your money.

- That ain't my money.

Don't you come around here
sayin' it, did you hear me?

You go on, you get outta here.

You get out, you take
that money with you,

and don't you never
come back here,

you hear me?

Go on, get out!

Come here, come here!

That's your money!

No go on, get!

Don't you come back
'til I send for you!

Well, there, I guess that
ought to prove it to you.

- Get her and get it.

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Okay, I was wrong.

You didn't hold out.

- I still think you was
wrong not to let her

bring that money back here.

'Cause you see, she's nothin',

she'd have gone on
about her business

and not said nothin' to nobody.

- Either way, it's a bad deal.

Shoulda kept the gate locked
like you're supposed to.

This would have
never have happened.

- That gate was locked.

She came through the mud.

- And you was drunk again?

- Oh, no, not me,
I wasn't drunk.

I was uh,

the heat, that's all, the sun,

you know, I just have a little
liquor and the sun kinda,

kinda gets to me.

- You never been got to
like I'm gonna get to you

if there's any more
trouble about this.

- I don't know what
you talkin' about, eh.

- Suppose we'd have taken it,

hmm?

She's the kind of stupid girl
that will talk all over town.

And,

now she's holdin' more
money than she ever saw

in her whole life.

She'll hang on to
it and keep quiet.

If she goes to the police,
they'll know that she stole it.

And they come around
here, look around,

find nothin', and you'll
say, "What would an old drunk

"like me be doin' with $4,000?"

They'll believe you, but her?

They'll know that she stole
the money someplace in town,

anybody poor as she
is, that kind of money,

why she's in trouble.

Anyway,

she won't keep it very long.

Eddie will grab it from her,
make it look like a stick up.

And that's the end of it.

Unless she gives us more grief.

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(frantically knocking)

- He's right behind me.

All my life, Todd, long as I
can recall, I've wanted money.

Now I just wanna
get rid of this.

There's a curse on it, I
can feel it burnin' my hands

sendin' a fever up my spine.

- Carrie, Carrie, wait a minute.

Now, one thing at a time.

You said there was a man?

- Faster I walked,
the faster he walked.

When I ran, he ran.

(footsteps approaching quickly)

- Doorman at five
o'clock in the morning?

How about some scrambled eggs?

- Look, did you see
anybody outside?

- This is the witching hour.

The night people have dug in
and the day people are waitin'

for the message,
six o'clock alarm.

How do you like 'em?

Hard or runny?

(crying)

Well, if that's the
way you feel about it,

how 'bout some waffles?

- So, what are you supposed
to do, bring in a body?

- Well, like they say, some
guys can't even get arrested.

Anyway, why kick, Carrie.

You're left holdin'
the bag, that's all.

With over $4,000 in it.

So, some guy chased you.

If the cops tried to shag down
every guy that chased a girl,

he'd need a track team.

- Why don't they make
Mr. Gant come down here

and admit it's his money?

- Because there's no proof
that you got it from Gant,

and if it was his, it's
for sure he wouldn't

have just given it to you.

- You don't believe me either.

- Baby, I just don't know
anybody that'd turn his back

on that kind of money.

- Unless he's tryin'
to hide something.

- How am I going to
explain this to Mama?

She won't believe me either.

- Just show her the money.

- No, I mean, about
stayin' out all night.

Todd, she's gonna
be just furious.

- Let's go.

- Look, Carrie, I'll go with
you, but not 'til later.

Not 'til the bank's open, you
can make sure that money's

in safe hands.

- You're the guy that wants to
do the driving all the time.

- Remind me to change all that.

(jazzy instrumental music)

We're ready for those eggs now.

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Buzz!

Buzz!

(screams)

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(crash)

(breathing heavily)

- What about that other guy?

- He ran out.

- I don't think we'll ever
go in the banking business.

The hours are shorter,
the work stinks.

- Murdock?

- Yeah.

- Buzz Murdock?

- Yeah.

- You know a girl
named Randy Spring?

- Yeah, why?

- She's just been
taken to the hospital.

- Public Health Service?

I don't understand, I just
left her a few hours ago.

- Was she coughing at all
when you were with her?

- Yeah a little why?

- You'd better come with me.

- You okay?

- [Todd] Yeah.

- Oh, will you call Pier 63,

and tell 'em I'll be
a little late, huh?

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Parrot fever?

- We've even found it
in "petrals ferbisen,"

Birds of Paradise
from New Guinea.

Doves in Central Park.

Take off your jacket
and your shirt, please.

- Gosh, she didn't
even recognize me, Doc.

- Critical stage,
she's delirious.

- You mean, she could die.

- People do.

It's alright, just
roll up your sleeve.

Alright.

Last night, when
you were with her,

did she talk at
all about her act?

The parrot?

- No, we sort of
hashed over old times.

She said something about this
parrot not being as sharp

as the last one.

- And this is a new one?

- [Buzz] I imagine so
by the way she talked.

- She didn't say where
she got it, did she?

- In Jazka?

- As you saw, she's not
able to talk right now.

And we're fighting time.

- You mean, this is an epidemic?

- Unless we can cut it off now,

by isolating the cause
and the source of supply.

Actually, we know where Randy
Spring bought that parrot,

but we need a confirmation
from her to put pressure

on the dealer.

She's in no condition
now to talk to anyone.

- What dealer?

- Pet store where
she bought the bird.

I quarantined the
place last night.

Police are working on the
owner, but so far, no luck.

He won't tell us
where he gets them.

He's probably not the
only one involved.

His books are phony,
clearly falsified.

It's the law.

Dealer's required to keep
a record for two years

of each transaction
involving birds

of the Psitticine family.

Now you know why.

Breaking the law,
smuggling in exotic birds

can be big business.

That parrot of Miss Springs,
she must have paid at least

$100 for it.

You can buy that same bird
in Mexico for a dollar.

If you can avoid
duty and the expense

of a four month quarantine
by smuggling it in,

it's a big profit margin.

Bring in a hundred birds, you
can count on $10,000 clear.

Well, I'll have you driven back.

If you start to have any
fever or prolonged headaches

before the end of next
week, you get in here fast.

- What about Jeannie?

- She's young,
that's in her favor.

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- I bet you Mr. Gant is
watchin' us right now.

- Good.

(parrot squawks)

- Carrie won't say nothin'.

Get below, open it up.

I'm keepin' them both
down there until tonight.

Mr. Bulloch, please sir,

please sir, you
wouldn't, you wouldn't--

- Let 'em see you on deck,

then lead 'em down.

- Yes sir.

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- [Carrie] That's him.

- [Todd] Mr. Gant?

Mr. Gant?

Carrie would like
you to come into town

and explain a few
things to the police.

(door slams)

- Open it Gant.

Open it!

In.

(birds chirping)

In.

I said in.
(birds chirping)

Shut it.

Shut it.

(screams)
(wings fluttering)

Lock it.

I said, lock it.

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(knocking)

- Who is it?

What do you want?

- Where's Carrie?

- Who are you?

- Excuse me, Mrs.
Purcell, I'm Buzz Murdock.

I'm sorry if I seem a
little short on manners,

but I'm missing a buddy of mine.

He disappeared, you know,
he's not a Hurcules George

and your daughter's
not at work either.

- So you're one of the two?

- One of the two what?

- One of the two trash that
kept my daughter out all night.

- Look, Mrs. Purcell, I
have a real thin veneer,

don't scratch it.

- Men, you're good
for barn yards.

Let me hear ya crow,
boy, let me hear.

- Somethin's buggin'you
awful bad, Mrs. Purcell.

- Get outta here.

I know your kind.

You think you can strut
in here and take anything

ya want, get out.

- You never saw me before,
lady, how do you know

what my kind is?

No it's not me
that's buggin' you.

Let me tell ya somethin'
lady, I said to Todd,

"Why do you wanna take
a kid out like Carrie,

"who needs it?"

But after seeing this
set up, I got my answer.

Carrie needs it.

(door slams shut)

(gate rattles)

Gant!

(gate rattles)

Gant!

Gant?

- [Bulloch] You heard the man.

(gate rattles)

- [Buzz] Gant!

Gant!

(gate rattles)

Come on!

- Hey, hey, hey, what
are you tryin' to do?

Bust these yard doors down?

- Come on open the gate.

- Now, take it easy, you'll
last longer, young fella.

Alright, now what do ya want?

- Murdock's my name and I
got a buddy missin' here

because he's not up there.

- [Gant] I don't know
where your buddy is.

- [Buzz] Where's
the girl, Carrie?

- [Gant] I never seen
nobody, hey wait a minute!

Hold on there, what
do you please, sir?

- Todd!

- I tell you, there ain't
nobody on board but just

me and Sam, that's all.

- Well, then maybe
Sam can tell me.

- Well, Sam ain't got
too large a vocabulary.

(parrot squawks)

- A parrot?

- [Gant] Yeah, I picked
Sam up in the dry Tortugas,

yeah, and I brought
'em north with me.

Sometimes I hate
that doggone bird.

He just sits in there
thinkin' things over,

lookin' very wise,
turnin' things over

in that old head
of his, you know?

And then laughin', laughin'
'cause he knows doggone well

he'll still be sittin'
there thinkin' things over

when you and me is dead and
buried and made in our graves.

- What do you think Sam's
gonna say about those?

- I got, oh.

- Todd!

- Hold on son.

You are the most pigheaded
doggone man I've ever

laid my eyes on in
all my born days.

- Todd!
- Right here.

- Noise, they'd hear it all
the way down to Bourbon Street.

- Right here, they don't
pay much mind to noises.

Besides, there's
an off shore wind.

Goin' out toward the river.

Anyone here, they'd
think it was a truck,

so don't gamble boy.

Just do what you're told to do.

- Look mister, I don't
care what your business is,

but let's say you got a
couple of guests aboard.

So, why don't you let 'em go
and three of us will walk off

and that'll be the end of it.

- That sounds real
nice and reasonable.

Just turn around,
walk straight ahead.

(gun shot blasts)

(exciting instrumental music)

(thud)

(exciting instrumental music)

- You know, Carrie.

Carrie and me, we
used to sit here

watchin' them
honkers flyin' north.

Keel,

Muscovy,

Mallards.

You know, I could tell
by the look on her face

that she was flyin' right
straight along with 'em,

flyin' right up to heaven.

Ah, sir, wing to wing,
wingtip to wingtip,

flyin' way up, fightin'
part of the wedge.

But him?

You know, all he
knows about birds,

all he wanted was to
catch 'em and cage 'em,

and sell 'em.

- Look, will ya take me
to Todd and Carrie now?

- Sure, come on.

(laughs) Come on, son.

- Mama.

- The doctor come when you
was talkin' to the police.

He said they're gonna
tow that old abomination

outta here and burn it.

- That's the only thing
they can do, Mama.

A lot of birds they
kept in there was sick.

- I should have burned it
myself a long time ago.

Flames and fry, they purify.

- They also make ashes, Mama.

- That's all to the good.

Then ya see what
comes out of it.

Either it stays ashes

or somethin' better rises.

Carrie, I've been a
terrible mother to you,

I've been a worse abomination
than that old boat.

- Mama.

- No, Carrie, I
never told ya before.

There was a time when that
boat used to ride up and down

the river, just shinin' with
lights, music you could hear

all the way to Baton Rouge.

I met a man there, a
lot of time, there was.

I wasn't even your age,
Carrie, but I loved him.

And there was a bridal suite
on the boat in those days.

Fanciest thing you ever saw,
like the near corner of heaven.

And there was this bed in it,
had swans on the headboard.

Big as a field of clover.

He said to me, "Mary,
I'm gonna buy ya that bed

"and everythin' else there
is from Maine to Minnesota."

He used to like to rhythm
his words like that.

He bought me a lot of things,

'cause he was free with
his money, like he was free

with his love.

But he already had
himself another wife,

and a family.

Up north in a city
called Racine.

All this time, Carrie,

all this time, I've been
takin' out my hatred,

on the only decent thing
he ever did give me,

you child.

I've been wallowin'
in my hatred.

Sleepin' in that same bed,
lookin' at that same boat.

Carrie, tell me,
child, can I stop now?

Can I look away?

Can I make you smile?

(dramatic instrumental music)

- Hello there.

- Hi Doc.

Mrs. Purcell says that these
swans are contaminated too,

wants 'em towed out and burned
with the rest of the stuff.

- You'd better hurry up,
that tug's almost got her

off the bottom.

Well, Miss Spring wanted you
to know she can have visitors

starting in the morning.

- Thanks Doc.

- Just one thing though,
she suggested you might

be thinking about
it in the meantime.

- [Buzz] Yeah?

- She said to tell you she
decided to change her act.

What can she use, she wants
to know, instead of birds?

- Well, tell her that a
question of that importance

might take
considerable research.

(happy instrumental music)

(jazzy instrumental music)

- [Announcer] This has been a
Screen Gems film presentation

from Columbia Pictures,

Herbert B. Leonard,
executive producer.