Rambling Rose Page #2

Synopsis: Rose, is taken in by the Hillyer family to serve as a 1930s housemaid so that she can avoid falling into a life of prostitution. Rose's appearence and personality is such that all men fall for her, and Rose knows it. She can't help herself from getting into trouble with men. "Daddy" Hillier soon grows tired of Rose's rambling ways.
Genre: Drama
Director(s): Martha Coolidge
Production: Live Home Video
  Nominated for 2 Oscars. Another 5 wins & 13 nominations.
 
IMDB:
6.7
Rotten Tomatoes:
100%
R
Year:
1991
112 min
286 Views


The creative force behind the universe

doesn't care about such things.

So you can help with the dishes?

Certainly, darling. Delighted.

Thank you, darling.

Come on.

I'll be damned.

It says the moon is 238,000 miles

from the Earth. How about that?

Mister Moon.

It says that it's a solid rock body,

two thousand miles in diameter.

That's fascinating.

I think she's going to kiss him.

- At least.

Oh, God, Mr. Hillyer!

I love you! I tried!

But I can't help it. Kiss me!

Rose, Rose, Rose!

Get off my lap.

Buddy, stop it. I can't see!

I can't help it. - Calm down.

The children will hear you.

No, no. Let's talk about this thing.

Please.

- No, let's calm down and discuss it.

Please. Don't make me get up.

What are they doing?

- Discussing it.

I can't kiss you.

I only kiss Mrs. Hillyer.

But I love you.

- You don't love me. - I do.

Just kiss me once. - If I did,

you wouldn't ask anymore?

Just once.

- On the lips or mouth? - Mouth.

I only kiss Mrs. Hillyer on the mouth.

They're kissing.

What's happening now?

Rose's titty is out.

His hand is on it.

Enough of this damn nonsense.

And I mean enough.

Get up, Rose.

Put your damn tit back in your dress.

You hear me?

Replace that tit.

Damn you, girl.

You made me make a fool out of myself.

She put it away.

A man is supposed to be a fool.

But a woman should have some control.

Now, are you a nitwit?

What's the matter with you?

I'm sorry, Mr. Hillyer.

I couldn't help it 'cause I love you.

Rose, Rose,

poor miserable child...

You said you loved Mrs. Hillyer.

Is this any way to repay her?

She would defend you.

She would fight for you like a tiger.

Don't cry, honey.

Don't cry. Here...

Now let me warn you...

I'm standing here at Thermopylae.

I am standing at Thermopylae...

...and the Persians shall not pass.

Now get your tail out of here,

and wash those dishes. Go on!

Wasn't Daddy great?

I bet he wanted to kiss her some more,

but he didn't.

He was probably just scared Mother

would come home early and catch him.

Buddy, sometimes you make me sick.

Ooh, Baby Doll...

Thermopylae...

...The Persians shall not pass.

Buddy, are you asleep?

No, I'm awake.

What's wrong?

Buddy, I have been wandering

in the wilderness, lost.

I feel awful. Do you mind

if I get in bed with you for a while?

Alright.

I'll be quiet.

I'll lie here a while.

You go on back to sleep.

Oh, Buddy, you don't know

how it hurts to have a broken heart.

Men, I don't understand 'em.

I can't see through them.

I can't figure them out.

They break my heart, that's all.

But this is the worst ever.

'Cause

it wasn't his fault, it was mine.

I was bad.

You wouldn't believe how bad I was.

What did you do, Rose?

I was just awful, Buddy.

Worse than you could know,

a child like you.

It isn't just the loss of him...

...but my own bad behavior

what bothers me so.

It has just made me ill. I am sick.

What was the cause of it all?

You promise

not to tell Doll or nobody?

It's your Daddy. I'm so much in love

with him, I'm out of my mind.

How could such a thing happen?

You know, when I first come,

and he says I looked graceful

like the letter "S",

and called me "Rosebud"?

I fell madly in love

with him right there, right then.

But it's a lost love.

He's a good man.

He won't have nothing to do with me.

Can I touch you here?

It's soft.

It's awful soft.

- What did you expect?

I thought it was like a cantaloupe.

- That's some idea, a cantaloupe.

There's some gristle in it.

- Buddy, quit that.

You're just a child. You shouldn't be

interested about such things.

Actually, I am.

That daddy of yours

is the funniest man.

The things he says.

You never know what he'll say next.

Can I

put my hand inside your nightgown?

No, you can't. I'll tell you

something else. He scares me.

You can't fool around with him.

Not with that man.

If I ever do that again,

he'll fire me.

Can I see what nipple looks like?

Buddy, what has come over you?

A child like you, asking such things.

I'm curious, Rose.

Buddy, get your hand away. Quit it!

Get your hand off of me, Buddy!

Buddy, come on.

- Just for a second. What's the harm?

You don't realize it,

but what you're doing isn't nice.

Can't I just see

what the nipple looks like?

Are you satisfied now?

Can we lie and talk now, huh?

It has a nipple.

- Or course.

At first

I couldn't feel it, but now I do.

It's like an acorn.

- OK, Buddy, that's enough.

You're just a child, and wouldn't

understand, but that type of thing...

...can stir a girl up.

Now you lie down and we'll just talk.

It was softer than I thought.

That was my main impression.

If you hit a girl there,

it could hurt her a lot.

Who would do a thing such as that?

Some fiend might.

You know, Buddy,

I can't figure you out at all.

You can be very nice, but like your

mama said, you have an evil streak.

Everyone does, Rose.

Your Daddy doesn't.

What has happened

has made me love your pa more.

I not only love him,

I respect him.

I admire him.

I have a serious favor to ask.

- Most men would act like he did.

If they get a girl, they go ahead

and get her. Just like some monkey.

Then they tell her she's no good,

when they done the same thing.

Since you're here in bed with me, and

I've already touched your titty...

Buddy, what an awful thing to say!

Where did you get

any such idea as that, anyhow?

I'm curious, Rose.

I'm real curious.

Well that is just too bad.

Curiosity killed the cat.

Yeah, but satisfaction

brought him back. May I?

No. You should be ashamed, asking

such a nasty thing, a child your age.

Can't I touch it just a little bit?

Just to see what it's like?

No.

Oh, Rose, I'm curious.

Can't I touch it for a second?

Aren't you my friend?

Don't you like me?

I like you a lot.

In fact, I love you.

You're sweet, Buddy,

but you don't really love me. - I do!

Don't you like me just a little bit?

Sure I like you, Buddy.

But you're just a child.

I'm 13 and I have a natural curiosity.

It's nature, Rose.

Now what's wrong with nature?

Honey, what's the matter?

Just that...

...damnable reverse-insomnia.

You go back to sleep.

The Depression has got me.

Strong men weeping, children hungry.

What a life, what a world.

Buddy, quit it.

Am I hurting you?

No, you're not hurting me.

You just better quit it, that's all.

- Why, if I'm not hurting you?

You wouldn't understand.

I must be out of my mind.

This is definitely the most

fascinating experience of my life.

Oh, Lord.

Man rises like sparks in a fire.

What's wrong, Rose?

Are you sick?

I have robbed a cradle

and fell into hell.

I must be crazy!

I got to get out of here!

Buddy,

you wouldn't tell nobody, would you?

No, I won't tell a soul.

I sure hope you don't.

I got to get out of here.

I hate to turn this light on.

Your daddy is downstairs.

I have to take the chance.

Buddy, please don't tell on me.

I said I wouldn't.

- Buddy, I never meant to harm you.

I'd never hurt you, ever.

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Calder Willingham

Calder Baynard Willingham, Jr. (December 23, 1922 – February 19, 1995) was an American novelist and screenwriter. Before the age of thirty, after just three novels and a collection of short stories, The New Yorker was already describing Willingham as having “fathered modern black comedy,” his signature a dry, straight-faced humor, made funnier by its concealed comic intent. His work matured over six more novels, including Eternal Fire (1963), which Newsweek said “deserves a place among the dozen or so novels that must be mentioned if one is to speak of greatness in American fiction.” He had a significant career in cinema, too, with screenplay credits that include Paths of Glory (1957), The Graduate (1967) and Little Big Man (1970). more…

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