
Mr. Deeds Goes to Town Page #46
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- Year:
- 1936
- 115 min
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CLOSE SHOT - BABE
Her eyes sparkle happily.
327. CLOSE SHOT - CEDAR AND CLIENTS
The clients look up at Cedar, concerned. Cedar comforts
them with a confident grimace.
328. MED. SHOT
To include Longfellow, Judge, and others around them.
Longfellow hesitates.
JUDGE:
Proceed.
LONGFELLOW:
Well, I don't know where to begin.
There's been so many things said
about me that I—
329. CLOSE SHOT AT WITNESS STAND
LONGFELLOW CONTINUES:
LONGFELLOW:
About my playing the tuba. Seems
like a lot of fuss has been made
about that. If a man's crazy just
'cause he plays the tuba, then
somebody better look into it, 'cause
there are a lot of tuba players
running around loose. Of course, I
don't see any harm in it. I play
mine whenever I want to concentrate.
That may sound funny to some people -
but everybody does something silly
when they're thinking. For instance,
the Judge here is an O-filler. . .
330. WIDER ANGLE
Front of courtroom.
JUDGE:
A what?
LONGFELLOW:
An O-filler. You fill in all the
spaces in the O's, with your pencil.
(points to desk)
I was watching you.
The Judge looks down at a paper in front of him.
Of some sort. All the O's and P's and R's have the white
spaces pencilled in.
CLOSEUP - JUDGE
As he looks up from the document. He is a trifle self-
conscious. Laughter comes from the courtroom.
LONGFELLOW'S VOICE
That may make you look a little
crazy, Your Honor, just sitting
around filling in O's - but I don't
see anything wrong 'cause that
helps you to think. Other people
are doodlers.
JUDGE:
Doodlers?
332. MED. SHOT - FRONT OF COURTROOM
LONGFELLOW:
That's a name we made up back home
for people who make foolish designs
on paper when they're thinking.
It's called doodling. Almost
everybody's a doodler. Did you
ever see a scratch pad in a
telephone booth? People draw the
most idiotic pictures when they're
thinking. Dr. Von Holler, here,
could probably think up a long
name for it, because he doodles
all the time.
Dr. Von Holler, who is in the middle of some doodling,
flinches. A roar of laughter comes from the spectators.
Longfellow reaches over to where Dr. Von Holler sits and
picks up a piece of paper.
LONGFELLOW:
(to Dr. Von Holler)
Thank you.
(returning to the
stand)
This is a piece of paper he was
scribbling on.
(scrutinizes it)
I can't figure it out. One minute
it looks like a chimpanzee - and
the next minute it looks like a
picture of Mr. Cedar.
(hands it to him)
You look at it, Judge.
The Judge, with a serious mien, takes the paper.
INSERT:
OF PAPERIt is a doodle face.
BACK TO SCENE:
Dr. Von Holler is somewhat uncomfortable.
LONGFELLOW:
Exhibit A - for the defense.
(after a pause)
Looks kind of stupid, doesn't it,
Your Honor? But I guess that's all
right if Dr. Von Holler has to
doodle to help him think. That's
his business. Everybody does
something different. Some people
are—
(demonstrates)
ear-pullers - some are nail-biters—
(pointing)
That Mr. Semple over there is a
nose-twitcher.
333. CLOSE SHOT - SEMPLE AND HIS WIFE
He looks up, startled, his nose twitching more violently
than ever. The courtroom rocks with laughter.
His wife, in her nervousness, pulls at her fingers.
LONGFELLOW'S VOICE
And the lady next to him is a
knuckle-cracker.
Mrs. Semple quickly drops her hands in her lap, as the
courtroom again fills with laughter.
CLOSE SHOT - COBB
He swings a key-ring around his forefinger. Suddenly he
realizes Longfellow might get to him, and he hastily palms
the keys and shoves them in his pocket.
335. MED. CLOSE SHOT - NEWSPAPER REPORTERS
One is leaning forward, listening intently - biting the
end of his pencil. The one next to him nudges him and
silently points to the pencil in his mouth. The reporter
gets the idea and, smiling sheepishly, yanks it out of his
mouth.
336. MED. CLOSE SHOT - FRONT OF COURTROOM
LONGFELLOW:
So you see, everybody does silly
things to help them think.
(in conclusion)
Well, I play the tuba.
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