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We can banish all regrets

Imagining most anything

We choose

We could make-believe

I love you

Only make-believe

That you love me

Others find peace of mind

In pretending

Couldn't you?

Couldn't I?

Couldn't we?

Make-believe our lips

Are blending

In a phantom kiss

Or two or three

- Might as well make-believe

- Might as well make-believe

- I love you

- I love you

- For to tell the truth

- For to tell the truth

- I do

- I do

All right, everybody,

hang up your costumes.

There's my father and mother.

Just the parties I wish to see.

To our next meeting.

And soon.

Captain and Mrs. Hawks, allow me.

Ravenal. Gaylord Ravenal

of the Tennessee Ravenals.

You're heading

for New Orleans?

- That's right, sir.

- We don't carry passengers, young man.

Naturally. But I'm an actor.

And I thought possibly there might be...

...an opening in your company

for my services.

I don't have my notices here...

Sorry, Mr. Ravenal, we're full up.

Troupe's been with me

all season, just doing fine.

I'm sorry, because I guess you cut

quite a figure before the footlights.

It doesn't seem to be my day.

My thanks just the same, sir.

Magnolia? Magnolia.

Come help Queenie with these stores.

- Yes, Mama.

- Hawks.

Yes, Parthenia.

I've got to do it, Julie.

I've got to split his thick skull.

No, darling. It's all over now.

Let it lie.

- We can't risk any trouble in this town.

- But the scurvy, slimy...

There's still not enough room

on this boat for the two of us.

Come in.

I stole a banana for him and l...

- I'm sorry.

- It's all right, give it to him.

You can't spoil him any more

than you have already.

- Where to, Sir Lancelot?

- Get a cup of coffee.

Gonna be a good boy?

Sure. If that's what you want.

That rattle-brained mule.

Oh, golly, but he loves you.

Of course he does.

I'm the belle of the ball.

You know, I think it's wonderful.

Well, tell me about

your handsome stranger.

I saw you talking to him.

That's what you came in for, isn't it?

I asked Papa about him.

He said he's an actor looking for work.

- An actor? Your ma would love that.

- But, Julie, he's so different.

River dandies are

thick as locusts, angel.

Oh, I know. Oh, I know about men.

I've had them look at me,

and, you know, flirt and all.

But when he stood there

by the window and smiled...

Pulses began to pound

right here, huh?

Why do you love Steve so much?

The way you were just now, for instance.

Oh, Steve. I love him because...

Well, I don't know.

He's not a very good actor on-stage.

You know, he's not a very good actor

off-stage either.

But he's all mine.

And sometimes,

his eyes are like a little boy's.

There. Could you ever think

of loving anyone else?

Oh, listen, sister

I love my own Mister Man

And I can't tell you why

There ain't no reason

For me to love that man

It must be something

That the angels done plan

Fish gotta swim

Birds gotta fly

I gotta love one man till I die

Can't help

Lovin' that man of mine

Tell me he's lazy

Tell me he's slow

Tell me I'm crazy

Maybe I know

Can't help

Lovin' that man of mine

When he goes away

That's a rainy day

But when he comes back

That day is fine

The sun will shine

He can come home

As late as can be

Home without him

Ain't no home to me

Can't help

Lovin' that man of mine

Oh, Julie, that's wonderful.

I could feel that way too.

I'll bet you will some day.

- Fish gotta swim

- Birds gotta fly.

- Birds gotta fly

- I gotta love.

I gotta love

One man till I die

Can't help

Lovin' that man of mine

Down on the levee

the gals put a little shuffle in it.

Tell me he's lazy, tell me he's slow

Tell me I'm crazy, maybe I know

Can't help

Lovin' that man of mine

Now watch this one, honey.

- That's a rainy day

- Yeah, that's right.

But when he comes back

That day is fine

The sun will shine

He can come home

As late as can be

Home without him

Ain't no home to me

Can't help

Lovin' that man of...

I thought you were gonna

help Queenie with supper.

I will, Mama, I will.

Well, that's how it is, angel.

From now on, you have

nothing to do with her.

- But, Ma, Julie's my friend.

- That stops right now.

But she's sweet and kind...

It's plain to me what's happening

onboard this boat.

And I'll not have my daughter mixed up

with any hussy who allows herself...

Mama, I'll not listen

to another word against Julie!

Little girl, you are safe with me

I can protect what's mine

I am a sturdy maple tree

And you're my clinging vine

Woods are just full of maple trees

Cedar and oak and pine

Let me look them over, please

And then I'll let you know

If you have a show

After I have looked around the world

For a mate

Then, perhaps

I might fall back on you

When I am convinced that there is

No better fate

Then I might decide that you will do

I am just an average lad

Though no gift to womanhood

Some girls say I'm not so bad

Others say you're not so good

But if you are patient, dear

And willing to wait

There's a chance

I might fall back on you

Hawks. Come here.

Hawks. Come here.

What is it?

I knew there'd be trouble with her.

Trouble? With who? With Julie?

Steve. Steve, wait a minute.

What happened?

- Well, what is it?

- It's Pete, with the sheriff, captain.

The sheriff?

But our license is paid for.

We heard them talking

something about Miss Julie.

The sheriff's gonna arrest Miss Julie.

Arrest Julie? But, Papa,

Julie's done nothing wrong.

Here, honey.

It won't hurt much.

Right in here, sheriff.

Hi, Windy.

Captain Hawks, I got some

unpleasant news for you.

You got a miscegenation case aboard.

Why, why... I don't know what...

You know what I mean. A case of a

Negro woman married to a white man.

Criminal offense in this state.

Name of the white man is Steve Baker.

Name of the Negress, Julie LaVerne,

born Julie Dozier.

- Julie!

- Julie, the record says you were born...

...in this county. Your pa was white

and your ma black? That right?

Yes, that's right.

You two better get your things.

You wouldn't call a man white

that's got Negro blood in him?

No. One drop of black blood

makes you black in these parts.

Well, I got more than a drop in me.

Hear that.

You'll swear to that in a court of law?

Anyplace. Ask any one

of these folks here.

Every one can swear that I've got

Negro blood in me this minute.

But how come this man who's been

traveling with you comes and tells me...?

I'll tell you why. Because

he's a no-account river rat...

...who's bothering Julie,

and she had nothing to do with him.

- He's mean and he's ugly, that's why.

- Magnolia!

She's right, sheriff.

My daughter's telling the truth.

We all can swear to it.

You're fired.

Get on the wharf and wait for your pay.

- I was only doing my duty.

- Get off this vessel.

Take over, Julie, we're tuckered.

- We want Julie. Julie LaVerne.

- Julie.

Look, sheriff.

Can't she go on, just once more?

But...

- Look, it's the last number.

- No, captain. I can't be responsible...

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