Original subtitles

(slow, ominous orchestral music)

- [Pooch] Sweet Thing, dig a little deeper.

Come on, dig over here.

Hey, how 'bout diggin' us up a can of beer, huh?

Come on, that ain't where the end of the rainbow is.

Over here.

Come on, over here.

- [Goss] Pooch, get back here!

(gunshot)

- Alright, back up, back up.

- Now you stay over this side of the fence.

And that goes for the rest of you, too.

(gun cocks)

(slow, ominous orchestral music)

- Oh, you think you're so cute.

Tellin' me I was gettin' warmer and warmer and warmer.

Oh, you think you're so smart.

Sittin' in that rocker like it was a throne.

Makin' the whole world do like you want.

Where did you put that money?

- You think it's smart to carry on like that

with a gang of convicts listening to everything?

- You got no right to keep from it, where is it?

- There's a lot of books now, so why don't you read one,

maybe you'll find out.

- You're a liar.

- But you'll look, won't you?

- Oh you think it's so smart to tease me.

Not lettin' me be what I wanna be.

Well anything that happens is gonna be your fault,

not mine.

You remember now.

You remember I warned you.

(jazzy music)

(jazzy music)

- Lunch anyone?

- What, dates?

- Why not?

The Arabs make a whole meal out of a handful of dates

and a bowl of camel's milk.

- Great, let's get a bowl and put it under the car.

- (chuckling) Hey come on, they're good for ya.

(jazzy music)

- Yes, sir, fellas, what'll it be?

- You mean there's a choice?

- Dates, what else?

- Sure, we got 'em.

Every shape and size.

- How 'bout blind dates?

- Ah, that's Sweet Thing.

- Mm, you can say that again.

- Ah, she's already spoke for.

Mr. Darcy.

She's his ward.

He adopted her.

Way he sees it, she'll marry him sooner or later.

Meantime, he's just waitin' her out.

- Mr. Cooper.

I'm gonna have to take advantage of your good nature again.

I couldn't find any of them lazy drifters

to help me come and unload that stuff.

Now, I don't mind doin' it myself

if you can't find nobody.

I don't care what it does to my hands or my nails.

- You will not.

That's no work for a pretty lady.

You just, mix yourself up a date milkshake here.

You just relax in the shade.

I'll go and find a couple of them boys.

- I don't know why he had to rush off like that.

You already got yourself a couple of boys.

- Who dey?

- Hey, you lookin' for jobs?

- Just looking, coast to coast.

- Oh you're just tourists, huh?

- That depends.

Sometimes we stay.

- Oh, I wish we had a car like that,

instead of that old truck.

Hey, what's your names?

- Tod and Buz.

- Well I'm Sweet Thing.

Hey, when you decide to stay a while,

what makes you decide?

- Somebody offers us a job.

If we like it,

we stay.

- Well I don't know anything about you two.

- Well, see ya.

- How else can you expect to learn?

- Well you see, I'm the lady of the house.

You'll have to come around and talk to Adam if you want to.

My mama used to always say,

"a girl got no sense for business."

And I never make any promises.

(slow, flute music)

(plucky instrumental music)

- Do you suppose they stuff martinis in their dates?

- Oh sure, it's an old Egyptian recipe.

King Farouk.

Ya comin'?

- What do you suppose King Farouk

would've said about Sweet Thing?

- I don't know, ask General Nancer.

- See the way she walks?

Like out of Arabian Nights.

- Now what do you know about Arabian Nights?

- That's the sad thing, not enough.

Not nearly enough, Tod old buddy.

Heads or tails?

- You know we don't need the job

and we don't need the money.

- Yeah but how would it look if we told people

we were in Indio and never picked a date?

(plucky instrumental music)

- Darcy,

I'm Willis, H. Norbert Willis.

Contractor of this job.

Now it isn't any of my business

what your fight with the Division of Highways is.

I just warn ya, don't fight with me.

Now that's my Euc Pull down there.

Now how 'bout lettin' one of these men

come down there and drive it off your property?

(gun cocks)

- You can have your Euc Pull when you run that road

a hundred yards to the right of my property

and not before.

(exhales)

You have to use that gadget to make you sound important?

I can hear ya.

- Mr. Darcy,

I'm Holcomb,

Highways Division engineer in charge of this project.

Now I'm sorry that one of our drivers

parked the equipment on your front lawn,

that was a mistake.

But that doesn't give you the right

to build a fence around it in the middle of the night.

- I bought this chunk of land to be mine.

The law guaranteed it was mine.

You can change the law but you can't change my rights.

- Get in there and take that rifle away from him.

- Look it, that's his porch.

That's his rifle.

There's nothing I can do 'til after he shoots one of us.

- Now this is costin' me $3,000 a day.

Well what are you his lawyer for

if you can't make him do things?

- Oh I'm his lawyer and his cousin, Mr. Willis,

but I'm on your side.

Let me explain to my client that--

- You explain to him that I'll get the militia out here.

- Oh, now, now, will that really be necessary?

He's a little peculiar, always has been,

but he can be handled.

You catch more flies with honey than vinegar, ya know.

Adam,

every member of our family is hanging his head in shame.

Jeff said to me the other night,

"Orin," he said, "why can't Adam be sound

"and sensible like you?"

(slow flute music)

- Hey lady.

Hey, what's her first name?

- Sweet Thing.

Her true, legal name is Sweet Thing.

- Sweet Thing.

Hey Sweet Thing, would you mind comin' up here a minute?

Yeah, I'd like to talk to ya.

I'd like to talk some sense to ya.

- Sweet Thing, come back here.

Tom! (bell ringing)

Tom!

Come out here and drag her back in the house!

Tom, come out here!

- I don't think old Tom hears ya.

In fact, we don't have no cook anymore, Mr. Stubborn Darcy.

We don't have nobody.

(bell ringing)

You're just wearing yourself out doin' nothin'.

Old Tom lit out of here hours ago,

as soon as he found out he had to do everything

and he was alone. (bell ringing)

(chuckling)

- Get up there and fix it.

- Oh, you are comical.

I hate you right down to the grizzle,

but you do make me laugh.

You're comical.

Comical!

Hey you got any men up there?

Come and get 'im.

What are you afraid of, his rifle?

He's only bluffin'.

- Sweet Thing.

A sweet poison.

- Real he-men.

- Sweet Thing.

You still think I'm bluffin'?

- You point that thing away from me.

- Now you get in that house.

- I got a hunch you boys could use a little extra change.

Huh?

Well how 'bout it?

Well come on, all you gotta do is grab him from the sides,

and maybe from the rear, and grab the rifle.

- Now come on, Willis.

- Well what about it?

Come on, let's hear some volunteers,

it's a quick five bucks a piece.

- Look, Willis.

These men are here under the honor system.

And I'm responsible for every one of 'em.

Now every man here is up for parole.

- Alright, alright, forget it!

Well if it don't rain soon, I'm gonna go out of my mind.

- Hey, Goss.

Here are the rest of your supplies.

Now if your men want the privilege of camping on the job,

they'll stay out of trouble.

Now stay on this side of the fence no matter what happens.

There'll be a chaplain here tomorrow.

Visiting privileges right after roll call.

- Alright you guys, let's get that stuff straightened away.

- Whadya want for supper?

Well I guess I'll have to fry somethin'.

- Can't you do anything with food except fry it?

- I was brought up to be pretty, not do things.

Mm, you must get so tired and achy

just sittin' there day after day.

Sometimes I feel so melancholy for ya.

Why would you wanna marry a no use thing like me for, hm?

- I owed it to your mother and father, Sweet Thing.

I told 'em I'd take care of ya.

- But I'm here, ain't I, Adam?

In California.

That's my future.

Every fortune teller that mama ever went to used to say so.

Earliest words I ever heard was folks tellin' mama

beauty contests was my sure bread.

Weren't they right?

From the time I was 14.

- Your sure bread's right here, Sweet Thing.

Right on this date ranch.

With me as your husband if you'll just say the word.

- Oh how I'd like to take your...

- Go ahead.

Go ahead, tear 'em out.

But I'll never let you know where that money is.

(jazzy music)

- Did anybody every tell ya not to play poker?

I'll tell ya, don't ever play poker.

- What?

- You have a face like a mirror,

anybody could look at it and see the reflection

of what you're holding.

- What are ya talkin' about?

- Patience, patience.

- Do you think she's Swiss?

- With a Southern accent.

- You never heard of a southern part of Switzerland?

Ah, she's Swiss alright.

They get that main spring action.

- Oh boy.

Hey how much further did the man say it was?

- Oh he said it's where the road runs out.

The road runs right into Darcy's property.

- Incidentally, old man.

Speaking of the Darcy property.

- She's only his ward.

- That's what I mean,

you're supposed to protect a ward.

You heard the story.

Man said he sits on front porch, with a rifle,

protecting her.

- But he can't cover all the bases.

Not with Sweet Thing in the ball game.

And there's a base stealer if I ever saw one.

Does the bear ask the bee if he can steal the honey?

- Where did you get that?

Out of an old book of proverbs?

- Just made it up.

- Does the bear ask the bee if he can steal the honey?

(laughing)

(light, airy orchestral music)

- I took a tumble about a year and a half ago

out of one of my palms.

Come time to walk, it seems I couldn't.

But don't let my legs fool ya.

I run this date ranch, and I mean I run it.

You draw your wages here, you work.

Now if that scares ya, there's the road.

- Doesn't scare us.

- Well, we'll see.

Murdock, you say, huh? - Right.

- Tie a knot in that cord, will ya?

I ring that bell whenever I want somethin'.

Had to holler all last year.

Made me sound like I was made at the world.

(chuckling)

I guess I was.

(bell ringing)

- I thought he couldn't reach that high.

- If he can bury that money, he gets around.

- Oh I don't know for sure if it's buried.

All that I know is that he hid it someplace.

You gonna help me or aren't ya?

- I don't know, Sweet Thing, I can't make up my mind.

- Oh by the time you make it up I might not be around.

I might be someplace where I belong.

All excited over some big movie director

or producer maybe.

While you lyin' awake at night.

The man who lost out because he couldn't make up his mind.

- Yeah, but Sweet Thing, to beat up a guy like that,

a guy with crutches--

- Oh, can't anybody ever forget about those crutches?

I bet he fell out of the tree on purpose.

I bet he did.

He could.

He's wicked and selfish enough.

Besides,

I never told you to beat him up.

What do you think I am?

You shouldn't have to lay a finger on him.

Not for real.

He's only got to think you would.

(chuckling)

Ah ah, no down payments.

You've gotta learn to move.

(chuckling)

- [Adam] Which one of you two is a good kitchen mechanic?

- He's a genius.

- Thanks.

Hey, what are all these holes here?

It looks like a giant gopher's been at work.

- That's Sweet Thing.

She's been workin' pretty hard lately.

- Oh.

Well maybe we could take some of the work off her hands.

- Meaning what?

- Well you said--

- [Adam] It's her hobby.

(slow, orchestral music)

(chuckling) (car door closing)

- [Tod] I'll turn the light on.

- [Buz] Great.

(slow, tense music)

(slow, tense music)

(slamming)

(tense orchestral music)

(slow, orchestral music)

(tense orchestral music)

- Scrape it against a tree?

Them trees.

Sometimes they get just plain wild, don't they?

Goss, don't be a dope.

- You spit that fire and try to put it out.

That's how easy I can get her out of my system.

(slow orchestral music)

- [Tod] You know that's not an earring,

it's a scorpion's sting.

Here, hold this on your head.

- Thanks.

I don't know, I just don't get it.

- You know,

for a girl named Sweet Thing, she sure

swings a mean chair.

- She's got some strong friends.

- Was this trip really necessary?

- Maybe she dropped it this morning.

When she was cleaning.

- Yeah.

And while she was cleaning she swept everything

under the rug and then somebody stole the rug.

(chuckling)

- I'd offer you a chair, but I'm afraid

I'd have to glue it together again.

- Don't bother.

Somebody'd just hit us over the head with it again.

Look, why don't we get out of here, right now?

- Why?

Just because you came in the door

and somebody gave you a helping hand?

That's a little overstated, but that's the way

they do things in Indio.

To make you feel to home,

"we're glad you're here."

I'm going to sleep and

rest a couple of these heads I got.

- I don't think you should do that.

You know the welcoming committee may come back.

I think we should straighten the place up

a little, don't you?

(plucky orchestral music)

- Boy, the guys who lived here before

must've thought a broom was for killing rats.

- It was your idea, the Arabian Night.

- I got some clean sheets for you,

pillow slips, and towels.

Oh, doin' your housework.

Ain't that cute?

Men are so fatuous around the house.

I never needed to learn anything like that.

My mama used to always say it was a sign

that I was born to be waited on.

Now wasn't that a sweet thing to say?

- Are you lookin' for something?

- No, I'm,

just inspectin' your housework.

Oh my, that's a darling car you've got out there.

I do hope you'll invite me to take a ride in it.

- You're invited.

- Well thank you.

It certainly is nice to have gentlemen around here

and not those whiskey nosed loafers we had here before.

And those men across the way, I've been so scared.

Now they walk around like anybody.

They don't even chain them up at night.

Well anyway, I'm glad you're here.

- We're glad you're glad.

- But I've gotta get outta here.

Standin' and talkin' with two strange men.

Oh, and attractive, too.

Adam, he's such a jealous one.

- Jealous?

I thought he was your guardian.

- Well he is, but, poor precious,

there hasn't been a day he hasn't asked me to marry him.

I don't mind.

He's been good to me.

Sometimes I think I shouldn't mind givin' up my career.

- Hm?

- Oh, well I'm an actress.

- I knew it.

Oh, you're just kiddin'.

Ooh, my, that's a darling car.

Ooo, if I had something like that...

Oh, I reckon I'm just as silly.

I'll never have things like that.

- You see her look for the earring?

- Well why didn't you give it to her or let her find it?

- When the right time comes.

- Buz, don't reach for the candy.

Somebody's watching the bowl.

Somebody with a full head of steam and a loaded rifle.

(slow, ominous orchestral music)

(car door opening)

(tense orchestral music)

- [Tod] Hey!

(tense orchestral music)

- Stiles?

Is that you?

- Somebody stole my car keys.

- I could've shot ya.

- I thought he ran up here, didn't you hear him?

- One of them?

- I don't know, I didn't actually see him.

I ran out too late.

- Well who else could it be?

That just leaves me and your friend.

And I haven't done any running in quite some time.

You can report it in the morning.

There'll be a prison guard comin' around to take roll call.

- There's no emergency, I've got a set of duplicates.

- What about your car?

- It'll lack a couple of parts 'til I'm ready to drive it.

- Smart.

- What about the prowler?

- What about him?

Can't do anything if he shows up again, can we?

Stiles?

You haven't talked to Sweet Thing since you

met her at the packing house, have you?

- Well she came down to the bunkhouse.

She brought us some bed linens and some towels.

- Just handed 'em to ya and walked away?

- No, as a matter of fact she stayed.

Two or three minutes.

I guess she was trying to make us feel welcome.

- She's a...

She's got a fair sized problem.

Parents died, she never really learned

to take care of herself.

I sorta took over for 'em.

Kinda like a guardian.

Then this happened.

Average girl would get panicky.

Feel kind of trapped.

Older man and all that sort of thing.

Reason I mention all this is, well,

she'll probably tell you all kinds of things.

I don't want you to pay any attention to her.

You understand?

- Yeah.

- There's no trap.

She can have a good life here

if she'll just get some of that nonsense out of her head.

Kinda like this land when I first bought it.

(exhales) I had to fight it every inch of the way.

Wouldn't support anything but cactus and lizards.

First palms I put in, the desert killed 'em.

All the sweat I poured down, the desert just drank it up.

Wanted things its own way.

Cactus and lizards.

Well you were here in the daytime, you saw my place.

Was it better off being desert?

- It looks good.

- It is good.

It's productive, it's got value.

If there's such a thing as happy land, this is it.

But it had to lose first.

And there are women like that, too.

Night time and heat make a man talk too much.

Time we had some rain.

Good night, Stiles.

(slow orchestral music)

- Hey how can a guy get some sleep with all those lights?

- You didn't sleep at all?

- Not a wink.

- Sorry.

Boy, wait'll I tell you all the things that happened

while you were wide awake.

(slow orchestral music)

- Amateur.

Why don't you tell the whole world

what you've got in your mind?

(slow orchestral music)

- That's all you want for breakfast?

- Around here, never say "that's all"

about a date shake.

Or about anything that has to do with dates.

- Hey, what happened in the living room?

There's books all over the floor,

it looks like a tornado went through.

- (chuckling) I suppose somebody was looking

for something, huh?

- For all that effort, I hope they found it.

I can't figure him out, I don't know

what's goin' on around here.

- What'd he say about the character who swiped the keys?

- Nothin'.

He doesn't seem bothered.

That's what's got me puzzled.

You know, he holds off progress with a rifle,

but when there's actually a prowler

on the property, nothin'.

- Or maybe 'cause he knows who took them.

He did.

- Oh come on.

- Why not?

He wants to keep us here.

I wouldn't put it past him.

He's a real rooster.

- I told you, I heard somebody running.

- [Buz] Oh, the heat's got you.

I say he swiped the keys and he moves around in low.

- Oh no.

- You like it?

Date pizza, my latest creation.

Hey what time does Sweet Thing get out of bed?

About 12, noon?

- What do you care?

You're not gonna be asked to take her breakfast in bed.

- Now you're gonna tell me that wouldn't

be nice work, too, huh?

- It's a nice flat.

A little close to the freeway,

but I thought you'd kinda like to see the cars go by.

But you know, everything is so expensive.

I went to the five and dime

to get some gadgets for the kitchen.

You can't get anything for a nickel or a dime anymore.

Benny, that's enough cookies.

We made them for daddy.

You look like you lost weight since last week.

Oh, I'm gonna feed you so good when you're home again.

I'm gonna fatten you up, that's what I'll do.

Nobody'll hardly know ya.

What's the matter?

- It's no place to bring a kid.

- [Mrs. Goss] He has to see his father.

He has to know what his father looks like.

- Not a convict.

- He don't even understand what that means.

- Well he'll understand, alright.

It'll be explained to him all his life.

- You just made a single mistake.

One mistake.

That can be explained, too.

Benny, they're daddy's cookies.

- Let the kid have 'em, he's got nothin' else.

Bob, Benny, have all ya want.

- He's got a father and a mother,

and we can all be together, soon.

Only I don't know what's come over you lately.

Joe, sweetheart, listen to me.

Please, listen to me.

The parole people are on your side.

The lawyer told me.

So you can't afford the teeniest little wrong move now.

And if they recommend you, well,

that's the best we can get.

Now consider it.

- Hey Pooch.

- What's the matter?

- [Goss] Pooch.

- What's eatin' you?

- Who are those guys?

What they doin' here?

- Who cares.

We've got one thing on our mind,

that's gettin' out of this bucket.

Goss, don't be a dope.

What's the good in throwing somebody a rope

if he's got butterfingers?

- Hey, Benny, how ya been?

- I guess both my men are kind of jumpy these days.

Sweetheart, how'd you hurt yourself?

Did you do anything about it?

Oh, it looks so mean.

- Look,

why don't you get out of here and leave me alone?

Take the kid and get out of here, huh?

- [Mrs. Goss] Sweetheart--

- Look, what do I have to do to get rid you?

Go on, take Benny and get out here.

Leave me alone.

(slow orchestral music)

(slow orchestral music)

(laughing)

(laughing)

- Hey this is when I was Miss Citrus.

I never made queen.

But I could've if mama'd let me.

- I see the possibilities.

- Ooo, I really shouldn't.

If I'm gonna be in pictures, I oughta be watchin' my figure.

Hey,

do you think I'm gettin' plump?

Hm?

(laughing)

Oh, you're terrible.

Mmm.

That's so good.

Men are absolutely the most stunning cooks.

I've just

never been able to do a thing in the kitchen.

My daddy used to always say that I threw more

out the door on a spoon than he'd bring back

in a wheelbarrow.

Wasn't that mean?

Mama used to always tell him that

I just didn't belong in a kitchen.

It was the wrong atmosphere for me.

- What atmosphere did mama suggest?

(bell ringing)

Do not ask for whom the bell tolls,

it tolls for thee.

- Do you wanna tell him I'm busy right now?

- Come on, the truck's loaded.

- Be there in a minute.

- Your friend is a real nice boy.

- (laughing) Oh boy that cuts him dead.

- Well he is young.

- [Buz] Young?

- Well even if you are the same age, I mean young.

You get it.

- You mean that you and I grew up faster

because we see things the same way.

- Oh, I knew you understood.

You're mean.

- Yep.

- Do you think a girl can be discovered in a studio

if she's a car hop or a salesperson?

- Well I heard stories, I don't know how true they are.

- Oh I can tell ya stories.

I was brought up in the beautiful girl business.

That's what my daddy calls it.

Well what you need is:

wardrobe, and a real press agent.

And they gotta see ya in a real sharp car.

- Oh, not a pick up truck.

- Hey, how long you plannin' to stay here?

- Well, that depends.

- Oh, I know why you took this job.

- [Buz] Why?

- You heard some silly gossip about him

taking his money and hiding it or something like that?

- Eh, who believes that routine?

You go around diggin' holes in the ground

and tearin' down houses 'cause it's good for your figure.

Good exercise, right?

And on you, looks great.

It works.

- I have a feelin',

that we're gonna be real good friends.

(laughing)

(slow orchestral music)

- I got a hole in my head, huh?

- Yeah I think so.

And you could be strung like a bead.

(chuckling)

- Hey!

- Don't be where you shouldn't be.

- Nut.

- You gonna go see them, aren't you?

Look at you all dressed up real pretty.

You plannin' to wrap 'em around your little finger

the same way you have me?

- Oh I never will understand men.

The whole week he says he's gonna have to think

about your wife and your little boy.

- Now you forget what I said.

- Bad enough, you almost made me forget,

I'm a respectable girl.

Almost talked me into goin' off with ya.

Breakin' up another woman's home.

My mama must be turnin'.

- Sweet Thing!

- Oh, you want me to tell you what's best for you?

You get your parole.

Go home to your wife and you kiss her.

Get yourself a nice job that'll pay ya regular money.

- Oh I know what you're trying to do.

You're trying to tease me, aren't you?

Well you don't have to anymore.

I'ma do as you say.

I'll beat him, Sweet Thing.

I'll kill him.

I'll kill him.

(gapsing)

- Why you filthy convict!

You stay away from me or I'll scream!

(screaming)

(tense orchestral music)

(tense orchestral music)

(screaming)

(tense orchestral music)

(hitting) (gasping)

(hitting) (gasping)

(hitting)

(tense orchestral music)

- You alright?

(bell ringing)

Now what?

(bell ringing)

(gun shot)

(gun shot)

(gun shot)

(gun shot)

(gun shot)

(tense orchestral music)

(gun shot)

(gun shot)

(gun shot)

(gun shot)

- Adam, hear me.

Won't you please give up?

It's over, give up.

(gun shot)

- Easy.

Easy.

(gun shot)

(bell ringing)

(tense orchestral music)

- Stop, stop it, you'll kill him.

You gotta stop 'em.

- Right down the middle, Tod, right down the alley.

- Okay.

- Get down, the brass may go, get down.

(slow orchestral music)

- [Tod] Give me your arm.

- Oh, Uncle Adam.

Oh, what have they done to ya?

- I rang the bell, where were ya?

- Alright, how do you wanna work this?

Best two out of three?

- Crutches.

- Oh, you could've been killed.

(slow orchestral music)

- Here.

Can you make it?

- Thanks.

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- A fanatic.

About whatever he decides to do, my cousin is a fanatic.

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- Darcy, listen to me.

That's it, you win.

Plans or no plans, this highway takes a jog

a hundred yards back.

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- Time for trust now, Mr. Willis.

I'll take your word for it.

You send your men down, tell 'em to drive off the Euc Pull.

- You see, a fanatic.

But like the rest of the family, good at heart.

- Okay you heard him, driver.

Take it back up the road.

- You come inside now and rest yourself, Adam.

You need tendin'.

I'll get you some ice water and wash cloths.

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- The keys to the corvette.

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- I thought if I couldn't walk, you'd stay.

You'd be obliged to do that.

Then they came up that road and I knew

if I stood up to fight 'em, you'd know I was faking.

And you'd hate me.

- Oh, I never hated anybody, Adam.

- You've never loved anybody, either.

- You could've hid 'em a little more intelligently.

Why did you take them?

Certainly not to keep us here.

- Keep us from leaving, it was Sweet Thing.

Isn't that right, Mr. Darcy?

- Whatever I did, I did because I didn't wanna lose her.

I love you.

And I thought if I fought for you like I fought Willis,

I could get ya to marry me.

But it's different, isn't it?

I can't hold you anymore than I could hold that Euc Pull.

So you do what you want.

You go off with these young fellas.

- Well, I...

I need clothes and,

so many things.

- All this time I'd been sittin' on clothes.

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Go ahead, take what you like.

- Do you think I'm pretty?

- Prettier than even you know.

- How 'bout you?

You think I could be a big movie star?

- Your name in lights, Sweet Thing.

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- Maybe.

Just maybe I could.

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Oh Adam,

look at you.

I'm shameless

for gettin' that water and that washcloth.

I'll go for it right now.

- Don't worry, Mr. Darcy, she won't leave you.

- [Adam] What makes you so sure?

- He's got a sixth sense.

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