Little Miss Marker Page #2

Synopsis: Little Martha Jane, aka Little Miss Marker (Temple) is left with the bookmaker Sorrowful Jones by her dad as part of a bet on a horserace. Sorrowful (Menjou) and his group of fellow bookies take to her, reluctantly at first, but their cynical ways start to rub off on her. Will a party set at Camelot bring back her faith in humanity?
Genre: Comedy, Drama, Family
Director(s): Alexander Hall
Production: Paramount Pictures
  1 win.
 
IMDB:
7.1
PASSED
Year:
1934
80 min
181 Views


But she's gone, Boss.

Sneaked her out, eh?

That serves me right.

Every time I get bighearted...

When was the other time? No wisecracks.

Why didn't you watch her? Am

I also a nursemaid around here?

What'd you take

the marker for anyway?

I don't know. The little doll

bluffed me into it, I guess.

If you ever get through sweepin', lock

up the joint and go home. Yes, sir.

My goodness. She stay upstairs

in my restaurant all afternoon.

Eat two time

chop suey... free!

What are you doing,

Black Knight?

I done thought your pappy come

got you. Maybe he forgot me.

Does he go around

forgettin' you?

He forgot me once at the circus, and

they arrested the man that found me.

dI do d

dBecause a kiss

can make me d

dAs weak as a lamb d

dBut I'm a black sheep

who's blue d

d They call it paradise d

d And yet it leaves me

with a sigh d

d I've got what money buys d

d But I want things

no money can buy d

d I'm ridin' high

for a fall d

d Where will I go

when I'm through d

d Why doesn't someone take me

away from it all d

d I'm just a black sheep

who's blue d

dd Beat it. You're crabbing my act.

d I'm just a black sheep

who's blue d

Madam Princess?

d Why did I stray

from the fold d

d Why did I learn that lovers

are not always true d

d And even honor

can be bought and sold d

d I've got to be

what I am d

dBlue d

d What I do d

Please, Madam Princess.

dBecause a kiss can make me

as weak as a lamb d

d But I'm a black sheep

who's blue d

d They call it paradise d

d I've got what money buys d

d But I want things

no money can buy d

dI'm bound to fall d

d Where will I go

when I'm through d

d Why doesn't someone

take me away from it all d

d I'm ridin' high for a fall

Take me away from it all d

dI'm just a black sheep d

d Who's blue dd

Her old man

never did come back.

Where are you going, Black

Knight? Home, Princess.

I'm leaving you with him.

- Yours?

- You know I ain't married.

This is the little kid Sorrowful

picked up for the $20 marker.

- Who are you anyway?

- My name is MarthyJane.

Hey. That's

very "co-accidental. "

Marthy sounds like marker,

and that's just what she is.

Little Miss Marker.

Where's your old man?

Your daddy.

I don't know.

- Where do you live?

- In a house made of bricks.

There must be at least two

of those. Which one is it?

It's not as nice

as a castle.

- What castle?

- Sir Lancelot knows about the castle.

Sir Lancelot?

He is Sir Lancelot.

Everybody knows

you're a fast worker,

but why hand a line

to a young dame like that?

I didn't hand her any line. Kids are

always pickin' up things like that.

Say, she's a chunky

little filly.

Chunky? I'll bet

she don't weigh 45 pounds.

- For how much?

- You name it.

How about it?

Let's get organized.

We'll each put 100 in a pool. The

man who gets closest takes the money.

Okay with me.

I'll still say 45 pounds.

You are the Strong Knight.

Hey. What have you been doing?

Showing her your muscles?

Quit wisecracking.

Forty pounds.

I'm not used to

hefting young dames.

Forty-six pounds.

You are

the Honest Knight.

What have you been doing?

Showing her your parole? Nix.

Give the kid to me.

All right. Here.

You guys ought to be ashamed of yourself,

tossing a kid like that around like a ball.

I like it.

I can tell best by walking

a little with her. Uh-huh.

Tell me what you weigh, kid, and

I'll buy ya a doll. I don't know.

- Come on, Bennie. Stop chiselin'.

- Me? Chiseling?

I was just tellin' her

a story.

Forty-three pounds.

You are Sir Percy.

She's making storybook fairies

out of us.

That would be something

to look at.

- You take her, Regret.

- Not me, not me.

I'm not dizzy enough

for this.

I hear you've been dizzy plenty trying

to guess things about a certain redhead.

I wasn't interested

in her weight.

Why don't you lift me?

I don't wanna lift ya.

Lift me!

No!

Aw, go on.

Go ahead, Sorrowful.

Are you Sir Sorry,

the Sad Knight?

Forty-and-a-half pounds.

You hold the stakes. Come on.

We'll weigh her in the kitchen.

Sir Percivale, Sir Sorry,

Sir Lancelot.

We're all dizzy.

You are Lady Guinevere.

King Arthur's Lady Guinevere?

You know about it too?

Yes.

Did you ever break a lance

for a lady fair?

Not recently.

Who is Sir Galahad,

Marky?

He's the best of all.

I haven't seen him

around here.

But I know who you are.

Yes?

You are the Kind Keeper. The

Kind Keeper of what, Marky?

Of the charger, the horse

the princess rides.

Who told you

about all this?

My mommy used to read to me

about King Arthur.

Where is your mother? My mommy

got awfully tired and went away.

She's never coming back

anymore.

Bring her over here.

Who had top weight?

My guess was 46 pounds.

You lose. Who's next?

I said 45.

You lose! Next?

Forty-three.

Take a deep breath.

Cut it out, Bennie. When I lifted

her, she was breathin' natural.

You lose.

I win by three ounces.

Wait a minute.

Hey, nix.

She had it on

when I tested her.

My guess is

40-and-a-half pounds.

Outguessed ya, Steve.

Come on, babe.

Let's get outta here.

So long, kid.

Good-bye, Lady Guinevere.

We are in a jam.

She's on our hands for tonight.

"Our hands"?

Since when have you started

sharing with other citizens?

Listen, I've always been

generous in a quiet way.

Very quiet.

Practically silent.

What am I gonna do with a

kid? Keep her till tomorrow.

Her old man will show up.

Is that what she weighs,

40 pounds?

Forty-and-a-half pounds

of trouble.

Psst!

I wouldn't say anything

about that if I were you.

Oh, you ready for bed?

But I can't sleep

in my underwear.

All right.

Take them off.

They button up the back.

See?

There you are.

Well, what is it?

I didn't go to the bathroom.

Okay, scram. Scram.

If I had any sense, I'd have

taken her to the police station.

Sir Sorry,

I haven't any toothbrush.

Skip it.

Are you playing a game?

Yeah.

- What are you playing?

- Sucker.

Hello, kid.

Listen, baby.

Climb out of the hay and meet me over

at Sorrowful's office with the ice.

'Cause I need dough!

So you lost all that money

in a card game, huh?

You want

my new bracelet too?

Okay, Indian giver.

Sarah?

Yes'm?

Get my jewel case.

They ain't goin' away again,

is they, Miss Bangles? Yep.

But they only just come back

from the pawnshop. I know.

I'm thinking of having a bracelet

made out of the pawn tickets.

We was just thinkin'

of havin' breakfast.

But like you know,

we have no scratch whatever.

Watch this doll till her old man gets back,

and I'll give you two bits for breakfast.

But we're hungry now.

You'll be hungrier later.

There is something to

that. I agree with ya.

When you come to think

of it, there is. Mind her!

Do we have to do everything

this little girl says?

I want that big stick

of peppermint.

But we... Sorrowful said to mind her.

Hello! So you

still got the kid, huh?

Yeah. When that guy shows for his

kid, collect the dough he owes me.

Twenty bucks.

Twenty-one bucks.

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