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Synopsis: Bank employee Ruth Brock has a reputation around town for being fast-and-easy but none of the panting suitors has made her yet. She disillusions them one after the other, but the last lad is a bad sport and starts a gossip scandal, among the hens and roosters, about her and a millionaire playboy and Ruth loses her job. Figuring that as long as she has the name, she might as well play the game, she looks him up.
Genre: Drama, Romance
Director(s): William A. Seiter
Production: Paramount Pictures
 
IMDB:
6.6
Year:
1932
73 min
55 Views


You did? What for?

Well, it seems

I'm an immoral woman,

and immoral women shouldn't

work in banks, you know.

They might corrupt

the young dollar bills.

Did Ned Randolph

call you that?

What are you going to do?

I'm going to make him

eat every word of it.

The lying, ungrateful dog!

I gave him his...

No, no, Dad,

it wouldn't be any use.

(DOOR SLAMS)

So you got yourself fired from

the bank and came sneaking home.

Bad news sure

travels fast.

Well, what have you got

to say for yourself?

Mother, I didn't do

anything to...

Don't you stand there

and lie to me.

Why, the whole town's talking

about you and sneering at you.

I might have known you'd do

something to disgrace the family.

Painting your face

and staying out nights

with a lot of rotten

young whelps!

You would end up in a vile

affair with Romer Sheffield.

Why, Mother, how can you say such

a... MR. BROCK:
Ida, that's a lie!

Is it? Well, ask her.

Weren't you alone in his

house with him at night?

Didn't his car

bring you into town?

Yes, but I...

You...

Stop that, Ida!

Don't you try to defend her!

All my life I've

sweated and slaved,

trying to make a

decent woman out of her,

to give her every

advantage, and now look.

Look how she repays me!

How're we going to live?

Where's the next

dollar coming from?

So that's all

I mean to you!

You're not worried about

the scandal, it's just money!

No one will hire me.

(SOBBING)

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

RUTH:
Bill!

Ruth! Ruth!

I'm sorry.

You were drenched,

and all in.

I thought that...

You don't have

to apologize, Bill.

You were ice-cold, and

I couldn't bring you to.

You'd better

drink this now.

I tried to give you some

before, but it choked you.

Are you all right now?

But I thought I'd shake to

pieces before I got up here.

You probably staved off

a grand case of flu.

You shouldn't have tried

to climb in this storm.

I didn't care about

the rain or anything.

I just wanted

to see you.

You wanted to

see me that much?

Yes.

Don't cry, Ruth, please.

I can't help it.

I never wanted to see anyone

so much in all my life.

I'm glad you

feel that way.

Ruth, it's been

the same with me.

I'm a clumsy ox

around women.

I don't know

how to say it,

but I've been in love

with you for a long time.

I wanted to tell you

yesterday and lost my nerve.

Last night I couldn't

sleep thinking of you.

I need you, Ruth.

Are you going to laugh at me

or marry me or cry some more?

I'm going to do

all three at once.

Bill.

Yes?

Can we be married

right away?

Sure. We'll tell

your family tonight.

(CHIMING)

Ruth ought to be

home by now.

I'm worried, driving

around in the rain.

Worrying? Well, you

better stop that right now.

I've worried all my life, and you

see all the thanks I get. I'm through.

Annie!

Of course I love you, Bill.

MRS. BROCK:

Annie, come to dinner.

In a minute.

You swept me off my feet

and carried me away,

swooning.

Right now!

Oh, all right.

Soup's getting cold.

Ida, Ruth'll be here

any minute now.

Well, I'm not going to

wait dinner any longer.

Ruth?

RUTH:
Yes, Mother.

Well, it's about time

you were...

Why, Bill, we didn't

expect you back so soon.

This is a surprise.

We've got a bigger

one for you.

Ruth and I are

going to get married.

Bill, that's great news. I'm

tickled to death. Have a cigar.

Thanks.

Ruth, how marvelous!

And Bill! Well!

Dad!

My baby!

We're so happy to welcome

you into the family.

He's not in

the family yet, Mother.

Well, of course, but it won't

be long now, will it, Bill?

Nobody has long

engagements nowadays.

We're going to file our

application tomorrow, Mother.

We have to wait

three days anyway,

so Bill is going back up to the

mountain to finish up his work.

Oh, that's fine.

And Sunday

we leave for Chicago.

Well! Oh, Annie, Annie, come in here,

dear, and congratulate your sister.

She's going

to get married.

To Bill?

Yes, dear.

Oh, gee!

Annie!

Ruth gets the best

of everything.

Can't you wait

a little while, Bill?

Maybe.

Sure he will,

won't you, Bill?

Are you happy?

So much so, I don't know what

I'd do if I ever lost you.

You couldn't lose me.

(CHUCKLES)

You talk like a little

girl afraid of the dark.

Well, sometimes the dark can be

pretty awful when you're alone.

You're going to be

with me from now on,

and we're taking

tonight to celebrate.

The world is yours.

Where do we go?

I don't know.

Anywhere.

Say, there's some of the

crowd we went to school with.

Bull Con, Eva, Joe!

Why, it's Bill Fadden.

Hello, Bill.

Hi, Bill.

Howdy.

He's with Ruth.

Let's go over.

Sure.

Okay. Come on, let's go.

Wonder when

he got back.

Hello, Joe.

How are you, Bill?

Look, he's grown

out of short pants.

What're you doing, wearing

stilts? Hello, Conny. Hello, Janet.

Hello, Bill. Why,

hello, Eva, how are you?

Fine, thanks.

Hello, Ruth.

My, it's nice to see you again,

Bill, after all these years.

You're handsomer

than ever.

I shaved this morning.

We miss you at the bank, Ruth, dear.

You'll have to

go on missing her.

We're going to get

married Sunday.

You are?

Mmm-hmm.

Well, congratulations, Ruth.

Thanks, Eva.

Congratulations, you big

hound, stealing our prize gal.

We all resent you,

Mr. Fadden.

I don't blame you much.

Go telephone for

the hearse, Archie,

get the fireman's band.

We'll have a wake.

I'll go you one

better than that.

We're going out to Willow

Springs tonight to celebrate.

Why don't all of you join us and

we'll make a real party of it?

How about it, Ruth?

That'll be fine.

Yes, won't it?

ARCHIE:
What about females?

Invite anyone you want.

The more, the merrier.

Don't worry, we'll ring in the

whole crowd. It isn't very often

a big butter and egg man

comes to town to give a party.

No, we've only had one,

and that was last Saturday.

We'll try to make

this one top it.

ALL:
Goodbye.

See you all about 9:00.

So she hooked

Bill Fadden, huh?

Isn't that just lovely.

You know who we'll

invite, don't you?

Who?

Sheffield.

Conny, you're a genius!

No, I just want to see a few

people fall over backward.

(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)

Say, when's this

surprise coming off?

Don't get excited.

It'll be here.

Just keep your

eye on the door.

It better be good.

It will be.

I wish we could dance

every dance together, Bill.

So do I.

Catch up a little on the

seven years I've missed.

I hate to think of all

the times you've been here

dancing in some other

fellow's arms.

Jealous?

Who wouldn't be?

Oh.

Hello, lovebirds,

having a good time?

We're not exactly bored.

Don't forget. Bill, the

next dance is mine. I won't.

You're at Willow Springs,

you know, Bill.

You have to take your

girl for a boat ride.

Is that the custom?

That's a very

old custom.

Is that true?

Why, he's exaggerating.

Have you gone

riding much?

Why, of course,

lots of times.

Why?

Nothing, I guess.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

Look, there's Romer.

That's him, all right.

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Seton I. Miller

Seton Ingersoll Miller (May 3, 1902 – March 29, 1974) was an American screenwriter and producer. During his career, he worked with many notable film directors such as Howard Hawks and Michael Curtiz. Miller received two Oscar nominations and won once for Best Screenplay for fantasy romantic comedy film Here Comes Mr. Jordan (1941) along with Sidney Buchman. more…

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