Imitation of Life Page #3

I can't do much without

the grill, so you will

hurry it up, won't you?

I'll do the best I can,

but...

I'll be down

later this afternoon

and sign the order.

But you see...

[Gasps] What

a lovely scarf pin.

Yes, it is.

[Chuckles]

I wish you could make it

a little more down.

[Laughs]

Don't be so greedy.

Just look what a big order

I've given you.

Yes, I am.

Be sure and come in

for some pancakes sometime.

Pancakes?

Oh, pancakes.

[Laughing]

Yes.

Yes, pancakes.

Good-bye.

Thank you.

Come again.

There you are, Mrs. Pullman.

Paid in full.

Think of that.

I've really paid my last debt.

It's more than

a great many can say.

Yes, ma'am.

You've built up a mighty

pretty business here,

Mrs. Pullman.

Mighty pretty.

It does you good

to see someone go ahead

and make a success.

[Laughs]

It hasn't been so easy

as all that.

You'll never know how near

you've come to getting your

fixtures back on your hands.

But all in all,

I've got by and

I've nothing to complain of.

You've no idea how often

I've told the story,

the way you opened up here.

You paid nothing down on

the store because you agreed

to put the improvements in.

And you got the improvements

because you had the store.

[Laughing]

About the only cash you put out

was on my fixtures.

And when I came to collect,

you talked me out of that.

[Laughing]

All I had was talk.

And yet,

a pretty woman like you...

Ah, we won't go

into that.

Come on, children.

Time for school.

In a minute, Mommy.

[Man]

Good day, Mrs. Pullman.

Let's go.

Let's do it

over again.

All right.

England?

France?

London. Paris.

Italy?

Don't tell me now.

Rome.

Now you ask me.

Germany?

Berlin.

Denmark?

Don't tell me, now.

Copenhagen.

Belgium?

Sprouts?

You mean Brussels!

Yeah.

[Peola]

First thing you know,

you're gonna get a "D"again.

[Jessie]

Good-bye, Mommy.

Good-bye, honey.

They sure likes each other,

them two.

Peola's smarter

than Jessie.

Yes'm. We all

starts out that way.

We don't get dumb

till later on.

Oh, Delilah.

It's been nice for them to have

each other all these years

when we've been so busy.

You think we all

gonna make money, Miss Bea?

I hope so, Delilah.

It's hard to start out.

But we've paid our debts,

we've got money in the bank.

We're certainly better off

than we were five years ago.

We sure is, honey.

It certainly would be nice

if we got rich.

It certainly would.

I could send Jessie

away to college.

And Peola, she wouldn't

have to do housework for nobody.

Once in a while,

we could take a vacation.

All the vacation I need

is to get off of my feet.

Maybe have a little place

in the country.

There's plenty gentlemen

on the boardwalk would be glad

to give you that and more...

if you weren't so set

in your ways.

I sees them smilin' at you.

[Chuckling]

There's Peola.

I wonder what's the matter.

[Crying]

[Crying Continues]

[Crying]

Peola?

Peola!

What's the matter, honey?

What's happened?

[Delilah]

Peola. What's happened

to my baby?

I'm not black!

I'm not black!

I won't be black!

[Bea] Peola.!

She called me black.

Jessie called me that.

[Delilah]

Now, now.

Jessie.

Jessie Pullman,

for shame on you.

[Delilah]

Come and sit on Mammy's lap.

That's a girl.

[Crying]

Shh.

Now, now, now, Peola.

Calm yourself, baby.

You gotta learn to take it.

You might just as well begin now.

You apologize to Peola

this minute.

No, no, Miss Bea.

Don't make her apologize.

Ain't no good in that.

[Crying]

You! It's 'cause

you're black.

You make me black.

[Peola]

I won't.! I won't.!

I won't be black.

Jessie, how could you say

such a mean, cruel thing

to Peola?

I didn't mean anything.

It 'tain't her fault,

Miss Bea.

It ain't yours

and it ain't mine.

I don't know rightly

where the blame lies.

It can't be our Lord's.

It's got me puzzled.

[Rain Falling]

[Bea]

Oh, dear.! I don't want

to get the Old Maid again.

Your turn now.

Let's see. Watch me

pick a real good one.

Ah, shucks!

[Laughs]

That was a good one.

Now, be careful.

How you feeling, darling?

My headache's

much better.

Is it?

Uh-huh.

School's nearly out.

It's time to be better.

I really have

got a cold.

I know you have, darling.

I was only fooling.

Anyway, I'm glad

to have an excuse

to keep you home with me.

My, ain't that rain

rainin' terrible?

Surely is.

Seem like the ocean's

turned bottom side upwards.

How you feel, honey?

Better, thank you.

Oh, that's good.

My Peola forgot

her rubbers and umbrella.

I guess I better meet her

with 'em else we'll have

two of'em down instead of one.

[Teacher]

We'll read a chapter

until the rain lets up.

Then I think you'll be able

to get home. Shall it be

Little Men or Little Women?

Little Women.!

All right.

Little Women.

[Teacher]

"Jo was very busy

in the garret,

"for the October days

began to grow chilly

and the afternoons were short.

For two or three hours,

the sun lay warmly

in the high window."

[Knocking]

Good afternoon, ma'am.

It's rainin' so hard,

I brought rubbers

and coat to fetch

my little girl home.

You've made

some mistake.

Ain't this the 3-B?

Yes.

Well, this is it.

It can't be it.

I have no colored children

in my class.

Oh, thank you.

There's my little girl.

Peola.

Oh.

My poor baby.

Teacher, has she

been passin'?

Passin'?

Why, yes.

Peola.

[Teacher]

You may go home.

[Boy]

Gee, I didn't know

she was colored.

[Girl]

Neither did I.

[Children Mumbling]

I hate you.

I hate you!

I hate you!

Peola!

Peola, honey!

Peola.

Peola.!

Peola, honey.!

Some rain!

Yeah.

Hello.

Swell weather for ducks.

Not for business.

No. Hotcakes

and coffee.

I see you have

a window-shopper,

Mrs. Pullman.

Yeah.

Some aroma.

Why don't you come in

and have some?

If I had the price,

I'd been outside of six stacks

of'em already.

Oh.

Yes, ma'am.

I'm practically the greatest

living pancake surrounder...

in the Western Hemisphere.

I took it up as a child.

Took years to perfect myself.

But I'm not having any

today.

I'm sorry.

Not half as sorry

as I am.

Come and have some anyway,

on the house.

You mean it?

Sure, I do.

I'm practically in.

Why, Peola,

didn't you see your mother?

Yes, I saw her.

She had your raincoat

and rubbers.

What happened?

Nothing.

Come, Peola. Let me take

those wet clothes off of ya.

Go away. Leave me alone.

Now, baby,

there ain't no need

of being thataway.

Go away

and leave me alone!

What's the matter?

Don't tell her.

Don't tell me what?

She was passin', Miss Bea,

and I give her away.

She know I wouldn't

have done it on purpose.

Now, Peola, you mustn't

feel that way.

Oh, she can't help herself

just now, Miss Bea.

She's like her pappy was.

He beat his fists against life

all his days.

It eat him

through and through.

Go on, darling.

Take your wet clothes off.

Perhaps you'd better

send her

to a different school.

I can't keep sending her

to different schools

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