Saratoga Trunk
- Year:
- 1945
- 135 min
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We should have
stayed in paris.
That's where
we belong.
I was born here. I have
every right to come here.
They'll make
you trouble
like they did
for your mama.
I'll make
them trouble.
Crazy talk.
Change your mind,
miss clio.
We'll go directly to mama's
house on rampart street-
my house now.
Charcoal, charcoal
my mule is white
my charcoal is black
i'll sell my charcoal
two bits a sack
charcoal, charcoal
charcoal
let's go...
and come back
some other time.
Ghosts in there.
If there is,
it's my father's,
and i'd like to see him.
Poor mama.
Her beautiful
garden-
mimosa, camellias,
and crape myrtle.
That's the kitchen
and upstairs where
cupidon and i lived.
Often your papa and mama
had dinner in the garden.
He loved his fine food.
It was so beautiful
in the moonlight.
And the little house?
The garconniere.
Remember, i told you
your papa was sure, sure
you were gonna be a boy,
so he built it for you
to live in
with your nurse,
like all the other fine
families in new orleans.
He must have been
disappointed with me.
He just turned it
into a stable,
but he loved you, baby.
He'd toss you in the air
and call you his little,
small angel.
Honey, baby,
don't go in.
Hysterical.
Slap her-hard.
Don't, cherie.
Ah!
Thank you,
angelique.
I'm all right now.
It was that sofa
with one leg off.
It looks so crazy
and frowzy and dirty,
just like that old woman
who used to limp along
the quay in paris
selling fish.
My poor, dead,
darling baby.
You should have seen her
as she sat on it
in her silks and jewels.
It was right there
that lawyer, mr. Osie,
told her your papa had been
forced to marry
with one of those high-up
aristocrat like himself.
My little rita,
she don't believe.
She hope he marry
with her.
They always hope-
ladies like her.
But it never happens,
oh, no.
Didn't my father
tell her?
Did he leave it
to his lawyer?
He come as soon
as he could,
but that was a very
bad thing that he come.
Very, very bad.
Light up there!
Don't go up there.
Do you hear me?
My father's blood.
I saw it spurting
like the fountains
of the seine.
And your mama kneeling
there screaming.
Shh!
Let him be.
I want to hear it.
She was trying to
kill herself, your mama.
He grabbed the gun,
that poor boy.
They said
she murdered him.
They sent her away.
She meant that
to be her blood.
Don't touch it.
My father's blood,
my blood.
They are the same.
I love it-
this spot.
I'll sleep here
tonight-
in this room.
No.
Tonight
and every night.
I'm going to fix
this house
and live in it.
I'll show them,
these pasty-faced
aristocrats.
I am not my mother,
to be sent away
and turned into
an ugly,
broken-hearted woman
and made an exile
even after she was dead.
Let them find out there's
who's not
afraid of them.
Clio dulaine, that's me.
I'm as good as they are.
I'm better than they are.
I'll be richer than they.
I'll be grander
than they.
rich and respectable,
not like mama.
Oh, nonsense.
You'll be a fool about men
just like your poor mama
your great-grandma bonavie.
I won't,
i tell you.
Men will be fools
about me.
Your mama was a plaise.
All she knew
was to please a man.
Your grandma was a-
i'm a dulaine.
My father was
nicholas dulaine.
My life will be
different.
I will have fun and
i will have money.
Horses and
a carriage!
And jewels
by the quarts
and fine clothes
and anything i want!
How are you
gonna get those?
With the money of
my very rich husband.
And where's he?
I'll meet him.
And everything
they did to my mama
i'll do back to them-
every little thing.
I'll do it twice.
Do all that
for your mama?
That's good.
Well, partly
i'll do it for mama.
Partly
i'll do it for me.
Chimney sweep
ladies, i know why
the old chimney won't draw.
Don't want to bake
and you can't make
no cake
and i know why
your chimney won't draw
chimney sweep
chimney sweep.
Chimney sweep
chimney sweep
chimney sweep!
Hey, shorty,
do you come from france, like they say?
I come from
new orleans.
Not like you, congo.
Is you going
to stay here?
What you think,
we're carpetbaggers
like you?
Now i know
what mama meant.
You remember,
she used to say
there was an old
louisiana proverb-
"give a creole
a crystal chandelier
"and two mirrors
to reflect it,
and he is satisfied."
I got the chandelier,
and i've got two mirrors,
but i'm not satisfied.
Who's creole
here?
I am.
I am creole.
Take shame
on yourself,
denying your
own mama.
Don't you dare.
That's a lie.
Angelique buiton,
you listen to me,
and you, too, cupidon.
Do you want to stay with me?
Where else?
Well, then remember, no matter
what i say i am, that i am.
I don't want
to hear any more
of this telling me who
i am and what i am to do.
Do as i say,
and we'll be rich.
Which do you choose?
Stay or go?
Stay.
Playacting, just like
her great-grandma.
Where are we going
all dressed up?
First we'll go to
the french market.
We'll buy everything,
everything delicious.
Shrimps?
And soft-shell crab?
Then the saint louis
cathedral,
then madame begue's
for breakfast.
Those dulaines eat there.
I know. Mama said
they sometimes did
on sunday mornings.
Always. I found out.
They go to church, too.
I found out everything.
Good, cupid.
Now we fix those dulaines.
You wouldn't
do that?
Oh, wouldn't i?
Angelique, do you think
they'll recognize me?
Do i look
enough like mama?
Not half so beautiful.
Young scrawny like you.
Hah, an old crow
like you.
Perhaps it will be
just as well
if at first
they're not sure.
Perhaps
i'll not even
use my name of
dulaine at first.
You sure those police
ain't after you?
I'll be a...
who shall i be?
You're acting just
like your grandma.
I'll be
a comtesse.
I am la comtesse de
trignonai du chenfrais.
And i'm the queen
of spain.
And i'm the
emperor napoleon.
Boo!
Blackberries
fresh and fine
i got blackberries, ladies.
Fresh from the vine.
I got blackberries
america
is lovely.
It's swell
and lovely.
Mmm.
Ah.
Boo!
Are they here?
Do you see them?
No. Not yet.
Are you sure?
No, i could not
forget them.
Merci.
Lady, can i
dance for you?
Thank you, ma'am.
Oh, what a heavenly smell.
Jambalaya.
Jambalaya-
that mama wished for
in paris
and couldn't get?
Oh, i want some.
Oh, heavy stuff, you'll ruin
your breakfast at begue's.
You know i have the
appetite of a dock worker.
Quick cupid,
tell the man
a heaping plate for madame la comtesse.
For who?
You heard!
For madame la comtesse.
Who else, stupid?
Hey, you.
A dish of this stuff
for madame la comtesse.
For whom?
For madame la comtesse.
Who else?
But certainly.
Certainement.
Is it as good as
they've told me in france?
I await your judgment.
Mmm.
Delicieux.
Delicious.
Mmm.
Excellent.
Wonderful.
Madame la comtesse
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