Little Women Page #6

...so I telegraphed yesterday.

She'll be here, on the 2:00 train tonight,

and I'm going to meet her.

Oh, Laurie! Oh, Marmee!

I beg your pardon, but you're such a dear.

I couldn't help flying at you.

Fly at me again. I rather like it.

Laurie, you're so silly.

I'd better go.

Well, to the railroad station.

And I shan't spare the horses.

Bless you, Laurie, bless you.

If you really want Bethie...

...please wait until Marmee comes home.

But, God, please don't...

...because she's so...

Please don't.

If God spares Bethie...

...l'll love him and serve him all my life.

If life's as hard as this, I don't see

how we shall ever get through it.

What is it? What is it?

Goodbye, my Bethie.

Goodbye.

The fever's turned.

- She's sleeping naturally.

- The Lord be praised.

Marmee's here. She's come.

It's so wonderful to have Bethie with us.

Come on, everything's all ready.

Is she all right?

She's not very heavy, is she?

It didn't tire you, did it, dear?

See the lovely flowers

Mr. Laurence sent you.

And my birds.

I've never been so happy.

Begging your pardon,

do the Marches live here?

Wait till she sees what I brought for her.

Father, dear.

Father, is it really you?

I can't believe she's walking.

- Oh, my dear.

- She hasn't walked since she was ill.

Are you expecting someone?

Why, no. What do you mean?

Why can't we stay as we are?

Do you have to go and fall in love...

...and spoil all our peace and fun

and happy times together?

You're not like your old self a bit.

And you're getting so far away from me.

Meg, don't.

Don't go and marry that man.

I don't intend to go and marry any man.

And if you mean Mr. Brooke,

he hasn't asked me.

If he should, I shall merely say

quite calmly and decidedly:

"I'm sorry but I agree with Mother

that it's too soon."

Oh, Meg! Hurrah for you! You're a trump.

My hair.

Then things will be as they used to be,

and now that Father's home...

I'll go. I'll get out of the way.

Now don't forget.

If I could only see his face

when you tell him.

Why, Mr. Brooke.

Good day, Miss Margaret.

Won't you come in?

I came to get my umbrella.

That is to see

how your father finds himself today.

Why, he's here in the rack.

I mean, it's very well.

I mean...

I'll tell him you're here.

Oh, please.

Are you afraid of me, Margaret?

How could I be

when you've been so kind to Father?

I only wish I could thank you for it.

You can.

- Shall I tell you how?

- No.

Please don't.

I only want to know

if you care for me a little, Meg.

I love you so much, dear.

Thank you, John.

I agree with Mother, it's too soon.

I'll wait. I don't mind how long

or how hard I have to work...

...if I can only know

I'm to have my reward in the end.

Please, give me a little hope.

I'm afraid I can't.

Do you really mean that?

What's this?

What's he doing here? Get along.

What's going on here? Who is that?

Mr. Brooke.

The Laurence boy's tutor. Then it's true.

He might hear you.

He's been so kind to Father.

Well, he'll be much kinder

if he goes about his own business...

...and leaves you alone. I won't stop.

I'm only thinking of your own good,

Margaret.

You should make a rich match

to help your family.

This rude person has no money,

no position in life.

That doesn't mean he never will have.

So he's counting on my money.

He knows you've got rich relatives.

Aunt March,

how dare you say such a thing.

My John wouldn't marry for money

any more than I would.

I'm not afraid of being poor.

And I know we shall be happy

because John loves me and I love him.

Hoity-toity.

Remember this, young lady:

If you marry this rook or hook or crook,

he'll take care of you.

Not one penny of my money will he get.

My darling, did you mean it?

I came back for my umbrella

and I couldn't help hearing.

Then you will give me leave

to work for you and love you?

Yes, John.

"And there to have given

and pledged their troth each to the other...

"...and have declared the same by giving

and receiving a ring and by joining hands...

"...I pronounce that they are man and wife.

"In the name of the Father,

of the Son and of the Holy Ghost.

"Amen."

"God the Father, God the Son...

"...and God the Holy Ghost...

"...bless, preserve and keep you...

"...that ye may so live together

in this life...

"...that in the world to come

ye may have life everlasting.

"Amen."

The first kiss for Marmee.

Well, John, you've been a traitor.

I hope you'll take care of her.

You're a lucky fellow, John.

- Goodbye, Amy.

- Goodbye.

Don't mind, Jo.

You've still got me.

I'm not good for much, I know...

...but I'll stand by you...

...all the days of my life.

I know you will.

You don't know

what a comfort you are to me, Laurie.

- Jo...

- No, don't say it.

I will, and you must hear me.

It's no use, Jo.

You've kept away from me

ever since I got back from college.

I studied so hard

and I graduated with honors, all for you.

- I know, and I'm so proud of you.

- Then won't you listen?

Please.

I've loved you ever since I've known you.

I couldn't help it.

I've tried to show it,

but you wouldn't let me.

Now I'm going to make you hear it

and give me an answer...

...for I just can't go on so any longer.

I know I'm not half good enough for you.

But if you love me,

you can make me anything you like.

As though I'd change you, Laurie.

You should marry some lovely,

accomplished girl who adores you.

Someone who would grace

your beautiful home.

I shouldn't.

I loathe elegant society and you like it.

And you hate my scribbling

and I can't get on without it.

And we should quarrel.

- No, we shouldn't.

- Yes, we always have, you know.

Everything would be horrid

if we were ever foolish enough to...

Marry? No, it wouldn't, Jo.

It would be heaven.

Don't disappoint us, dear. Don't.

Everybody expects it.

Grandfather has set his heart on it.

And I just can't go on without you.

Please, say you will.

I can't.

Laurie, I'm sorry.

So desperately sorry.

I'm so grateful to you,

and so proud and fond of you.

I don't know why I can't love you

the way you want me to.

I've tried, but I can't change the feeling...

...and it would be a lie to say I do if I don't.

Really truly, Jo?

Really truly, dear.

I don't think I'll ever marry.

Yes, you will.

You'll meet some good-for-nothing,

no-account idiot...

...and you'll fall in love with him,

and work, live and die for him.

I know you will. It's your way.

And I'll have to stand by and see it.

Well, I'll be hanged if I do.

Where are you going?

To the devil, and I hope you'll be sorry.

Laurie, please...

Why aren't you in bed? It's late.

Mother, I want to go away.

I mean, just for a little while.

I don't know. I feel restless and anxious

to be doing something.

I'd like to hop a little way

and try my wings.

Where would you hop?

To New York.

I've thought about it a lot lately.

You can spare me now.

I could go to Mrs. Kirke's and help

with the children as part of my board.

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