Marnie

Robbed! Cleaned out!

Nine thousand nine hundred

and sixty-seven dollars.

Precisely as I told you

over the telephone.

And that girl did it. Marion Holland!

That's the girl. Marion Holland!

- Can you describe her, Mr Strutt?

- Certainly I can.

Five feet five.

A hundred and ten pounds.

Size eight dress.

Blue eyes. Black, wavy hair.

Even features. Good teeth.

- (Chuckling)

- What's so damn funny?

There's been a grand larceny

committed on these premises!

Yes, sir. You were saying,

ah, black hair,

wavy, even features, good teeth.

- She was in your employ 4 months?

- Mmm.

What were her references, sir?

Well, as a matter of fact -

Yes, uh,

she had references, I'm sure.

Oh, Mr Strutt, don't you remember?

She didn't have any references at all.

Well, she worked the

copying and adding machines.

No confidential duties.

(Strutt) Mr Rutland.

I didn't know you were in town.

Just had a robbery. Almost $10,000.

So I gathered. By a pretty girl

with no references.

You remember her. I pointed her out to

you last time you were here.

You said something about how I was

improving the looks of the place.

Oh, that one!

The brunette with the legs.

Excuse me. Mr Rutland's a client.

I don't think you've got time

to discuss business today, Mr Strutt,

what with your crime wave

on your hands.

Oh, no, no. Always time for

Rutland business. You know that.

How are things in Philadelphia?

The little witch! I'll have her

put away for 20 years!

I knew she was too good to be true.

Always so eager to work

overtime, never made a mistake.

Always pulling her skirt

down over her knees

as though they were

a national treasure.

She seemed so nice, so efficient.

- So -

- Resourceful?

(PA Announcer) Wilmington, Baltimore,

Washington,

Richmond, Petersburg,

Rocky Mount,

Wilson, Fayetteville, Florence,

Charleston, Savannah, Jacksonville,

Miami, Tampa, St Petersburg.

(PA Continues, Indistinct)

Hello, Mrs Maitland.

Oh, so nice to have you back,

Miss Edgar.

- We put you in your same room.

- Thank you, Mrs Maitland.

Can someone drive me over

to Garrod's right away?

- Of course. Anytime you're ready.

- Soon as I change.

How do, Miss Edgar?

Good to have you back.

Hello, Mr Garrod.

Ah, there's my darling!

(Garrod) That big spoiled baby

of yours knew something was up.

Tried to bite me twice

already this morning.

Forio, if you want

to bite somebody, bite me.

Thanks.

(Girls) # Mother, Mother, I am ill.

# Send for the doctor over the hill.

# Call for the doctor.

Call for the nurse.

# Call for the lady

with the alligator purse.

# Mumps said the doctor.

Measles said the nurse.

# Nothing said the lady

with the alligator purse. #

Thank you.

(Girls) One, two, three,

four, five, six -

Oh, it's you. Where's my mother?

She's makin' a pecan pie... for me!

That figures.

(Woman) Who is it, Jessie?

- Hello, Mama.

- Well, I just swan. Marnie!

If you're not the very limit.

I can't take in the way you jump

all over the place like you do.

(Mama) Boston, Massachusetts.

Elizabeth, New Jersey.

I brought you

some chrysanthemums.

Those gladiolas are brand fresh.

Miss Cotton brought 'em last night.

I never could stand gladiolas.

I ' ll get rid of these.

For land's sake - Marnie,

now watch the dripping.

Here, Jessica, why don't you

take these home to your mother?

She don't get home from work till 6::00.

I'm supposed to stay here till 6::00.

Take them to the kitchen then.

Just get rid of them.

Take 'em to the kitchen

before they drip all over.

We could stand gladiolas!

I send you plenty of money.

You don't have to be a baby-sitter.

Whoever said I did have to?

It's my pleasure.

That smart little ol' Jessie.

Marnie, if you could just hear

some of the things that she says.

Oh, but I do.

Seems I get a report

in exhaustive detail

on all the bright sayings

of ol' Jessie Cotton.

What's more, every time I come home,

she's roosting here.

I see that you've lighted up

your hair, Marnie.

- A little. Why? Don't you like it?

- No.

Too-blonde hair always looks like a

woman's tryin' to attract the man.

Men and a good name

don't go together.

I brought you something, Mama.

Now what have you thrown

good money away on?

Oh, Marnie.

You shouldn't spend all your money

on me like you do.

But that's what

money's for:
to spend.

Like the Bible says,

"Money answereth all things."

We don't talk smart about the Bible

in this house, missy!

Well, I just swan! How do I wear it?

Like this. Real high up under the chin.

(Marnie) Oh, it's smart,

it's very, very smart.

Goin' around buyin' fur pieces

like they was nothin'.

Mr Pemberton gave me another raise.

I told Miss Cotton my daughter is

private secretary to a millionaire.

He's as generous with her

as if she was his very own daughter.

Miss Bernice, don't you want

to get my hair brushed up

- before my mommy gets home?

- I sure do, honey.

You run up and get the brush.

Oh, that kid and her hair.

Puts me in mind of yours

when you was little. The colour.

This side of the street

don't get the afternoon sun.

My hip and my leg

ache me somethin' awful.

(Footsteps)

I got the hairbrush!

Uh, Marnie, mind my leg.

(Mama) I never had time

to take care of Marnie's hair

when she was a little kid like you.

- How come?

- Oh, child!

Well, after I had my bad accident,

first I was sick so long,

and then I had to work.

(Jessie) Didn't you all have

a daddy either?

No, we didn't. We surely did not!

There.

As pretty as brushin' can make you.

Oh, sugarpop, it's five after 6:00.

You better scat on home.

And you be sure to take

your mama those glads.

How ' bout my pie?

How ' bout my pecan pie?

I ' ll get it done tonight

and bring it over to you.

Now, Jessie, you mind

you go straight home.

OK. Bye, Miss Bernice.

See you later, Miss Bernice.

(Door Opens, Closes)

Do you really like the scarf, Mama?

It's real mink.

Oh, there. You look

just like an old man's darling.

No man ever give me

anything so good.

We don't need men, Mama.

We can do very well for ourselves.

You and me.

A decent woman

don't have need for any man.

Look at you, Marnie.

I told Miss Cotton,

look at my girl Marnie.

She's too smart to go gettin' herself

mixed up with men... none of 'em!

Well, let's go on back to the kitchen.

I've got to see to that pie.

Uh, Marnie, I've been

thinking seriously

about asking Miss Cotton and Jessie

to move in here with me.

Miss Cotton is a real nice woman.

She's decent. A hard-working woman

with a little girl to raise.

Come on, Mama, why don't

you just say what you mean?

What you want is for Jessie

to come live with you.

Marnie, you oughtn't let yourself act

jealous of a little ol' kid like that.

She don't bother me none.

And we could always use

the extra money.

The Cottons are mighty decent people.

Why don't you love me, Mama?

I've always wondered why you don't.

You never give me one part

of the love you give Jessie.

Mama -

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