Imitation of Life Page #4
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all her life, Miss Bea.
[Sighs]
Well,
were they good?
Good?
Listen, man and boy, I've
for 35 years,
as good as these.
What do you put in 'em?
That's the secret.
That's what
I was afraid of.
Too bad too.
Why?
To keep anything
as wonderful as this
away from the world.
How'd you like to trade in
another stack of wheat cakes...
for a hundred-thousand
dollar idea?
Honest.
I mean it.
Mean what?
I can tell you
in two words how to make
a million dollars.
Just two?
Just two.
Did you ever hear the story
of Coca-Cola?
No.
When they first put it
on the market,
they used to peddle it
over soda fountains
for five cents a copy.
But it didn't make
any money.
One day a smart fella
nudged the president
and said,
"For $100,000,
I'll tell you in two words
how to make millions."
You know what
those two words were?
Uh-uh.
"Bottle it."
"Bottle it"?
Mm-hmm.
Now, the pancakes...
the flour, I mean, box it.
Box it?
Sure, box it.
Do I get that stack of wheat?
Yeah!
Yeah, you get all the pancakes
you can eat, and a job besides.
Well, I don't know
about that.
I ain't gonna do it,
Miss Bea. No, ma'am,
I ain't gonna do it.
I don't know why I bother
about all this.
I've gone without my dinner.
I barnstormed over here
in the snow...
to tell her
she's on Easy Street.
And I get just as far
as a stranded dogfish
on the Barnegat Shoals.
Now you tell her.
Now, look, Delilah.
We've made $15,000
in the last six months.
We'll double that
byJuly,
and make $100,000
next year.
So now we want
to incorporate.
Yes'm.
That's the best way
to run a business.
Yes'm.
Now, here are the papers
for you to sign.
But if I sign them,
then what?
Then you'll have
a 20% interest in the
Aunt Delilah Corporation.
You'll be rich.
You'll have your own car,
your own house.
My own house?
You gonna send me away,
Miss Bea?
I can't live with ya?
Honey child,
please don't send me away.
Don't do that to me.
Why, don't you want
your own house?
No. How am I gonna take care
of you and Miss Jessie
if I ain't here?
Oh, Delilah.
You'll have me in tears
in a minute.
Let me and Peola
stay the same
as we been doin'.
I's your cook,
and I wanna stay your cook.
Of course you can stay,
Delilah.
I only thought now that
the money's coming in...
and after all, it's all
from your pancake flour.
I gives it to ya, honey.
Youse welcome.
Oh, Delilah,
you're hopeless.
I could've told you that.
Well, I'll simply have
to put the money
in the bank for you.
That's all right,
if you want to,
against my funeral.
I does hanker
for a good funeral.
Once a pancake,
always a pancake.
##
[Chattering, Laughing]
What are you doing
behind the bar?
I'm hiding.
Hiding?
What do you mean?
It's all your fault.
Look at me.
What's the matter?
You look grand.
Yeah, I look like a crow
calling to its firstborn.
Did you hear
what I was saying?
No.
I've been trying to say
that you're one of the grandest
party givers in New York.
Have another cocktail.
Good. I will.
I want to drink a toast.
Gentlemen, I give you
the fifth anniversary...
No, no, the 10th.
The 10th anniversary
of Aunt Delilah's Pancake Flour.
Thank you.
You're kind.
## [Continues]
Them boys sure play good
for white boys.
They oughta play well.
They get paid enough for it.
What's that got to do
with it, Peola?
Oh, nothing.
A charming party, Bea.
Thank you, darling.
Hello, Hugo.
Hello, my dear.
Sorry I'm late.
It's nice to see you
anytime.
You're beautiful tonight, and
so young.
Thank you.
Bless you for that.
I suppose she'll come home
a young lady.
[Bea Laughing]
I'm afraid so.
Come on, honey,
I'll dance with ya.
Can't you leave me alone?
I don't want to dance.
I want to read.
How long is this party
gonna keep up anyway?
What's the matter
with my baby?
I'm sick and tired of it.
What, the party?
No... not the party.
What is it, baby?
What's my baby want?
I wanna be white
like I look.
Peola.
Look at me.
Am I not white?
Isn't that a white girl?
Honey, we's had this out
so many times.
Can't you get it
out of your head?
No, I can't.
You wouldn't
understand that,
would you?
Oh, what is there
for me anyway?
[Door Closes]
Peola.
Are you looking
for something?
Yes. The doorbell.
The doorbell?
Yes, isn't it silly?
I can't find
the doorbell.
I've heard of people
lighting matches
to find house numbers,
but never a doorbell.
Do you know, by any chance,
where it's hidden?
Why, yes.
It's over there.
It's all right, thanks.
I can get in now.
Jarvis?
Yes, madam.
Who's the gentleman
who just came in?
I don't know, madam.
I thought perhaps...
The light isn't working.
Will you have it fixed?
Very good, madam.
Oh!
Hello.
Hello!
Well, I finally got in.
Yes, so I see.
By the way, have you
ever seen that doorbell?
Why, yes...
I supposed it's studded
with diamonds, and they put it
in the safe after dark.
I'm coming up here by daylight
and take a good look at it.
Yes, do.
Shall we dance?
Mm-hmm.
I'd love to.
Excuse me.
##
I was late
getting here.
The party's nearly over.
Not for me.
And to think
I had this forced on me.
You didn't want
to come?
No.
Elmer Smith.
Yes.
Do you know him?
Yes.
He's been trying
to drag me up to see her
ever since I got in town.
See whom?
Mrs. Pullman,
the pancake queen.
Oh!
I put it off
as long as I could.
Mm-hmm.
You know,
these big businesswomen
frighten me to death.
Why?
They're so efficient
and competent, and...
Tell me,
what's she really like?
Oh, she's, um... Let's see.
Why don't you ask
your friend Elmer?
No, he says she's beautiful.
Wonderful. A noble character.
But what else
could he say?
You don't think he'd jeopardize
a $50,000 a year job.
[Laughs]
Not Elmer.
## [Ends]
May I get you something?
An ice or some "flannel" cakes?
Flannel cakes?
Yes, or whatever
she calls them.
You don't think a pancake queen
is going to pass an opportunity
to advertise her product?
I'd like some champagne.
May I have two...
Just one moment, sir.
Please.
[Elmer]
There must be more
than this.!
But there are still
six cases left, sir.
Here, keep these two for me.
I may need them later.
Yes, sir.
So that's where
you are!
You're late.
You're drunk.
You're a liar.
May I have two?
At once, sir.
Nice time
to be showing up.
I've been here for hours.
No wonder I couldn't find you
hiding behind this bar.
Nice way to treat a guest.
A stranger too.
I've been watching for you
all night.
Didn't think you'd wait
till the party was over.
Why do they build
dog kennels in bars?
Come on. I want you
to meet Mrs. Pullman.
Can't now. Some other time.
What do you mean,
"some other time"?
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