Kings Row
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- 1942
- 127 min
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What are you waiting for?
- So long, Drake.
- Parris!
- Hello, Cassie.
- Hello, Parris.
I'll get another one.
It's warm.
Warm enough to go in swimming, I guess.
Unbutton my back. I can't reach.
- There.
- Thanks.
It's not so warm on the bottom.
Girls have to go in gradual.
I'll be glad when school's out, won't you?
We'll go swimming every day then,
won't we?
I'll have to dry my hair out
so Papa won't know.
He'd take a switch to me, I guess.
You're awfully pretty, Cassie.
- Am I? Honestly?
- You bet.
I guess you're the prettiest girl
in the whole school.
- Goodbye, then.
- Goodbye.
But I'm late with my practicing.
Here's something came for you,
delivered most impressively
by a young lady.
Thank you.
- You are hungry?
- Of course.
Louise Gordon is having a party
on Saturday, too.
The same day
as Cassandra Tower's birthday party.
I bet she did it on purpose.
Well, you go to the Gordons,
if you want my opinion.
Anna, Parris has learned
to decide for himself
what's right and what's wrong.
Just the same, there is something queer
about those Towers.
A doctor who says he's a doctor,
but never has a patient.
And his wife, who stays
in that upstairs room all the time.
It ain't the proper association
for a boy like him...
I don't care what anybody says
about the Towers.
I'm going to Cassie's party.
Would you like to play some more games?
No, I wouldn't.
I wish everybody'd go home.
I'll go home if you want me to.
Then maybe the others will follow suit.
I invited ever so many.
Well,
I'll go say my goodbyes.
Mrs. Tower.
Oh, Mrs. Tower!
Mrs. Tower!
Oh, Mrs. Tower.
- Boy, where are you going?
- To say goodbye to Mrs. Tower, sir.
That won't be necessary.
Grand-mre told me to be sure
to pay my respects, Dr. Tower.
I'll see that Mrs. Tower
receives your message.
Why didn't she come down, sir?
- Doesn't Cassie's mother like parties?
- Cassandra, here's a guest leaving.
- Goodbye, Cassie.
- Goodbye.
Oh, gee, what a shame.
- All that ice cream and cake, too.
- I had a lovely time, sir.
- Goodbye. Thank you for coming.
Thank you for inviting me.
- You're Parris Mitchell, aren't you?
- Yes, sir.
Give my regards to your grandmother.
Come, Parris! Come on in!
Oh, let him alone. We don't want him.
Hey, Parris. Wait a minute.
That sure was a sissy party.
- How was Cassie's?
- How did you think it would be?
Well, heck, Parris. Don't bark at me.
I'm kind of ashamed of myself as it is.
Everybody showing up at Louise's.
Even me.
But I left to come with you, didn't I?
- That's why you did? Just to be with me?
- Sure it is.
Let's go down to the depot.
Maybe we'll run into Fulmer Green
and his gang.
They're tough as all get-out.
"Baltimore and Ohio."
Oh, "Chesapeake and Illinois".
Look, there's one from way out West.
Denver and Rio Grande.
I bet that's a good railroad, don't you?
Hi, Drake. Hi, Parris.
- Up here on the fence.
- Hiya, Red.
- What you doing up there?
- Oh, this is where I live.
- What are you all doing way down here?
- Going down to Elroy's icehouse.
- What for?
- Swing on the rings.
- Why don't you come, too?
- All right.
You go on. I'll catch up with you.
- Why didn't she come right along with us?
- Say, you don't know much, do you?
I guess her old man knows better
than to let her go around with boys.
She's kind of tough, though.
You ought hear her cuss.
Watch this.
Oh, I can do that.
Try this!
Here I come.
Doggone!
- Go on, Parris, you skin the cat.
- Go ahead, Parris.
I'll bet you can't do it.
Go on, hurry up!
Come on.
Try it again. Try it again.
Trouble is your pants are too tight.
Take them off, why don't you?
I can't.
I haven't got anything on under them.
Oh! Bye, you all.
I'm coming down
this way again sometime, Red.
All right! It's a free country. I guess.
Look at those horses.
Doc Gordon's buggy, ain't it?
Willy McIntosh.
I heard his pa's sicker than a cat.
You ask him. You're gonna be a doctor.
I'm sorry about your father, Willy.
What's Dr. Gordon going to do to him?
He's going to do an operation!
Pa's got ulcers on his leg.
- What's ulcers?
- I don't know.
They're terrible bad, though.
- He's got to have them cut out.
- I hope your father will...
He's got to quit that. That's my pa!
Didn't Dr. Gordon
give your old man chloroform?
The doctor says he's got heart disease.
I thought they had to give chloroform
for an operation.
He's gotta quit that. He's gotta quit!
I'll kill that old doctor. I'll kill him!
Let's get out of here.
I never heard a grown man cry and holler
like that before, did you?
Bye, Drake. I had a good time today.
Sure. Why not?
You stick with me
and I can teach you a lot.
I guess you can, all right.
Sure. We're friends
and we ought to go on being friends.
Drake McHugh.
Get in here and do your chores!
All right, Aunt Mamie!
Here's where I catch it again.
- Remember what I just said.
- I sure will, Drake.
Parris?
For heaven sake. Is that you, Cassie?
Where have you been?
Well, down to the tracks
with Drake McHugh,
and to Elroy's icehouse.
He and I and Randy Monaghan
swung on the rings.
Did you swing on the rings
with Randy Monaghan?
That doesn't mean anything.
Say, don't you know it's almost dark.
I just had to tell you something,
something terrible.
Here, I've got a hankie some place.
I can't go to school anymore.
You can't?
Papa says he's gonna teach me
out of books and things.
He says it'll be better for me.
- But everybody goes to school.
- I don't. Not anymore.
But if you don't go to school,
then you can't walk home with me,
or go swimming
or play with me or anything.
Maybe I can't ever go anywhere.
Maybe I'll just have to stay home
like Mama does all the time.
Gee!
Cassie, wait a minute!
Cassie!
Whoa there!
Well, for Pete's sake! Look who's here.
- Parris!
- Hello, Drake.
Where you been keeping yourself?
This is the fella I was telling you about.
Meet the Ross girls,
Jinny and Poppy Ross.
- How do you do? I've heard about you...
- Oh, I'll just bet you have.
Say, how do you like
my new horse and buggy?
Just got my allowance yesterday.
What have you been doing
with yourself, anyway?
I've been pretty busy, Drake. College...
He's studying to be a doctor.
He's smart as a whip.
Hey, climb in the buggy
and forget your studies.
We're going out for a ride in the country.
Sit Jinny on your lap or I'll give you Poppy
if you like them plump. I do!
- Some other time, Drake...
- Well, there's no time like right now.
Why, I can't go this afternoon.
I'm on my way to see, well, Dr. Tower.
- Cassie's old man? What for?
- I'm gonna read medicine with him.
Say, I didn't know anybody
ever got to see the Towers.
- How long has this been going on?
- Oh, it hasn't.
This is the first time I've been there.
- Cassie Tower? Ain't she the one...
- Sure, she is.
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