Little Lord Fauntleroy Page #3

Synopsis: After the death of Cedric ('Ceddie')'s English father, he and his mother live together in Brooklyn. Cedric's grandfather, the Earl of Dorincourt, had disowned Cedric's father when he married an American. But when the Earl's remaining son dies, he accepts Cedric as Lord Fauntleroy, his heir, and the Earl sends for Cedric and his mother. Cedric uses the first of his newly found wealth to do some favors for his old friends, and then heads to England, where he must try to overcome the Earl's dislike for Cedric's mother.
Genre: Drama, Family
Director(s): John Cromwell
Production: United Artists
 
IMDB:
7.3
Rotten Tomatoes:
83%
PASSED
Year:
1936
102 min
359 Views


then her bones wouldn't feel so badly.

What else would you do

if you were rich?

I'd buy Dearest all sorts

of beautiful things. - Dearest?

I call Mother, "Dearest"

because Father did.

Then there's Dick.

- And who's Dick? - Dick's a bootblack.

I'd buy him some new cloths, some brushes

and a new sign - and start him out fair.

He says that's all he wants is to start

out fair. - Hmm. Is there anything else?

Well, I think Mr. Hobbs would

like a gold watch and chain.

But what would you get just

for yourself, if you were rich?

Isn't there one particular thing

you've dreaming of having? - Yes.

A pony... but I suppose that would

be too much to even dream about.

I'm so sorry.

A poor woman in trouble came to see me.

Oh, is it Bridget?

- Yes, dear.

I wish we could do something for her.

She has six children and her husband

is out of work.

He has inflammatory rheumatism and that's

the kind of rheumatism that's dreadful.

Before I left Dorincourt castle, the earl

said that if you expressed any wishes,

I was to gratify them and give you

anything you desired.

Now, here... here are five pounds -

in your money, 25 dollars.

If you have any desire to assist this

poor woman,

I am sure your grandfather would wish it.

- Can I have it now?

Can I give it to her this minute?

May I be excused, please, Dearest?

- Yes, Ceddie. - Bridget!

Bridget, wait a minute!

Here's some money!

My grandfather gave it to me!

It's for you!

That's a great deal of money, Mr.

Havisham. We've never had very much.

I'm just beginning to realize

the great power Ceddie will have.

Such a child still...

I'm a little afraid.

I think whom what I've seen of him

that you have nothing to fear.

Oh, I hope not. He mustn't be spoilt

by all these wonderful changes.

She cried!

She said she was crying for joy.

I newer saw anyone cry for joy before.

My grandfather must be a very good man.

It's more... more agreeable being an earl

than I thought it was going to be.

In fact I'm almost quite glad

I'm going to be one!

Heh.

MRS. CEDRIC ERROL COURT LODGE

ERLESBORO ENGLAND

We always liked that little house, didn't

we, Dearest? - We always will like it.

Yes, darling, yes.

I've come to say good-bye.

I have to go to England to be a lord.

I shouldn't like your bones in my mind

every time it rains. - Oh, ho!

Bless your dear little heart with all kindness

to me, me bones is as quiet as anything.

Can I give you a kiss for luck?

- Of course.

Here's an apple to eat on the boat.

- Thank you very much.

Oh, no, darlin'... Why should you pay?

As me late husband used to say,

"This one's on the house."

Thank you again. Well, good-bye.

- Good-bye, darlin'.

Well...

Well...

Well...

Well...

Well, good-bye.

I hope trade will be good.

Chee, if trade gets any better, I'll be

rollin' around in di'monds and poils!

That would be splendid, wouldn't it!

I hope you have every sort

of luck and happiness.

Thanks - same to you!

An' I hope you t'ink about us sometime

when you're way over dere,

as dey say, "on foreign surl".

I'll think about you all the time. I'll

write to you. And you must write to me.

Here's where you send your letter.

Chee, I...

I wish you wasn't goin' away.

T'anks, mister, for the t'ings

you're done for him.

He certainly deserves 'em.

He's a game little kid.

Chee, I almost forgot!

Here, I bought dis for ya.

It's a hankercheef. You can use it

when you get among dem swells.

Oh, Dick! It's beautiful!

It's extraordinary!

I'll use it always.

Thank you, Dick.

Thank you very much.

Well... good-bye.

Well... good-bye.

Would you mind very much

not going in with me?

I think I'd better be alone.

- Certainly. I quite understand.

This is for you, Mr. Hobbs.

It'll look fine when you're smoking it.

Why, Ceddie...

That's just what I wanted for a long time.

This is my real present, Mr. Hobbs.

There's something written on it -

inside the case.

I told the man what to say. You read it.

From his oldest friend,

Lord Fauntleroy, to Mr. Hobbs.

When this you see, remember me.

When this you see, remember me.

I don't want you to forget me.

- Oh, I won't forget you.

Don't you go and forget me when you go

over there amongst those British aristocracy.

I shouldn't forget you whoever I was

among. I hope you'll come to see me.

Perhaps my grandfather

will write and invite you.

You - you wouldn't mind him

being an earl, would you?

I mean, uh... you wouldn't stay away

just because he was one?

Oh, I'll come and see you.

I... I won't be able to help myself.

Cleared!

Cleared!

Is this Dorincourt Castle, Dearest?

- No. This is Court Lodge where your...

There's Mary! We had a splendid

time in London, Mary.

I'm so glad you came before us, Mary.

We don't feel so strange,

finding you here to welcome us.

Sure 'tis the great happiness I wish you

ma'am, in your lovely, new home.

This is Mrs. Baines, the cook, ma'am,

and that's Susan, the parlor maid.

I'm sure we'll do everything, ma'am,

to make ye comfortable.

Oh, I'm sure you will.

I must say good-bye. The carriage is

waiting to take me to the castle.

I must tell the earl of your safe arrival.

- He needn't go tonight?

I'd so like to have him with me

my first night here.

No, I'm sure Lord Dorincourt

won't expect his grandson tonight.

Tomorrow will be time enough.

I dread so to tell him that we're not

going to live together anymore.

I'm a coward, I know,

putting it off so long, but

it's the most difficult, the most

cruel thing I've ever had to do.

I wish you'd tell His Lordship that

I'd rather not have the money.

You mean the income he wishes

to settle on you?

I have little money of my own

quite enough to live simply on.

I must accept the house, because that makes

it possible for me to be near Ceddie.

I'm grateful to him for that, but...

He'll be very angry.

He won't understand it at all.

I think he will understand.

He must understand that I can't

accept money from a man who...

hates me so much that he's separating me

from my boy. - I'll deliver your message.

I think it's beautiful here,

don't you Dearest?

Ceddie, darlin', there's something

I must tell you.

You're not going to understand it, I know,

but I want you to believe me as you

always have when I tell you it's for the best.

Tomorrow, Mr. Havisham will take you

to your grandfather

and you will live with him at the

castle. I shall not go with you.

This pretty house will be my home, and

Mary will be here to look after me.

But Dearest you don't mean

you can't mean that

we're not going to be together

just as we've always been?

Oh, no! I can't! I couldn't!

I won't! I won't!

Ceddie, you must be brave and sensible.

If there are some things you can't

understand now, you'll understand them later.

Its best for you to live there. There...

there are good reasons why it tis.

You mean, you want me to go away from you?

- Of course not, darling.

But now you're growing older and we

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Frances Hodgson Burnett

Frances Eliza Hodgson Burnett (24 November 1849 – 29 October 1924) was a British novelist and playwright. She is best known for the three children's novels Little Lord Fauntleroy (published in 1885–1886), A Little Princess (1905), and The Secret Garden (1911). Frances Eliza Hodgson was born in Cheetham, Manchester, England. After her father died in 1852, the family fell on straitened circumstances and in 1865 emigrated to the United States, settling in Jefferson City, Tennessee. There, Frances began writing to help earn money for the family, publishing stories in magazines from the age of 19. In 1870, her mother died, and in 1872 she married Swan Burnett, who became a medical doctor. The Burnetts lived for two years in Paris, where their two sons were born, before returning to the United States to live in Washington, D.C. Burnett then began to write novels, the first of which (That Lass o' Lowrie's), was published to good reviews. Little Lord Fauntleroy was published in 1886 and made her a popular writer of children's fiction, although her romantic adult novels written in the 1890s were also popular. She wrote and helped to produce stage versions of Little Lord Fauntleroy and A Little Princess. Burnett enjoyed socializing and lived a lavish lifestyle. Beginning in the 1880s, she began to travel to England frequently and in the 1890s bought a home there, where she wrote The Secret Garden. Her oldest son, Lionel, died of tuberculosis in 1890, which caused a relapse of the depression she had struggled with for much of her life. She divorced Swan Burnett in 1898, married Stephen Townsend in 1900, and divorced him in 1902. A few years later she settled in Nassau County, New York, where she died in 1924 and is buried in Roslyn Cemetery. In 1936 a memorial sculpture by Bessie Potter Vonnoh was erected in her honour in Central Park's Conservatory Garden. The statue depicts her two famous Secret Garden characters, Mary and Dickon. more…

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