Splendor in the Grass Page #7

Synopsis: It's 1928 in oil rich southeast Kansas. High school seniors Bud Stamper and Deanie Loomis are in love with each other. Bud, the popular football captain, and Deanie, the sensitive soul, are "good" kids who have only gone as far as kissing. Unspoken to each other, they expect to get married to each other one day. But both face pressures within the relationship, Bud who has the urges to go farther despite knowing in his heart that if they do that Deanie will end up with a reputation like his own sister, Ginny Stamper, known as the loose, immoral party girl, and Deanie who will do anything to hold onto Bud regardless of the consequences. They also face pressures from their parents who have their own expectation for their offspring. Bud's overbearing father, Ace Stamper, the local oil baron, does not believe Bud can do wrong and expects him to go to Yale after graduation, which does not fit within Bud's own expectations for himself. And the money and image conscious Mrs. Loomis just wants
Genre: Drama, Romance
Director(s): Elia Kazan
Production: Warner Home Video
  Won 1 Oscar. Another 2 wins & 7 nominations.
 
IMDB:
7.8
Rotten Tomatoes:
84%
NOT RATED
Year:
1961
124 min
2,517 Views


- What'd you find out?

- You were right.

- Who is she?

- She's a waitress.

Waitress?

In a pizza place. It's all right here.

Do you want a drink?

Bud, suppose you tell us-

He hasn't been applying himself.

I know my boy.

He could pass any course you offer here.

Flying colors, straight A's.

Thank you.

Suppose you tell us

what you think is the matter, Bud.

Have you really been interested

in your work here at Yale?

What difference does that make?

I sent you here to graduate.

I'm sorry to disappoint you, Dad, but-

Now why don't we just talk turkey, Son?

Tell us what's been on your mind.

What's been eating your time and energy?

A long-distance call from New York

for Mr. Stamper.

- Where can I take it?

- Urgent. Right this way, sir.

Is there anything you'd rather

be doing now than going to school here?

To tell you the truth, Dean Pollard,

I never wanted to do a thing but ranch.

But, Dad...

I've never had the belief

that everybody should go to college.

Well, maybe you could talk to him.

He isn't a very good listener really, is he?

I gotta get back to New York right away.

Bud, suppose you let me talk

to your father.

Yeah, sure. Thank you.

I'll see you back in your room, Son.

Dean Pollard, what's the matter

with people?

What do you mean?

The whole town of New York

is jumping out of windows.

I mean, they're quitting.

And things are gonna get back to normal

in a couple of days.

- You really think so?

- I know so! I know so!.

They've got to!. They've got to!.

Now, about the boy...

I'm gonna take him to New York with me.

I'll have him back here Monday morning

ready to settle down and go to work.

I must say, Mr. Stamper, I do not feel

that the boy should remain in school here.

Please don't give up on him.

Don't give up on him, Dean Pollard.

I had to go through something like this

with him once before.

He falls for some little girl

and then that's all he can think about.

- I don't think that's it, Mr. Stamper.

- I think that's it! I think that's it!

I think I've known him a little bit longer

and a little bit better than you have!

I had to break something like this before!

I'll break it up again!

I'll have him Monday morning

ready to go to work!

Kewpie dolls.

Kewpie dolls.

Would you like a Kewpie doll

for your cutie-pie?

- Yeah. How much are they?

- $50.

All right, you fish $50 out of there

and you give me the rest back.

Thank you.

Thank you.

'Bye.

'Bye.

They all look the same in this town.

The newlyweds. Stand up.

Give the little girl a hand.

Hello, suckers.

I think I smell fresh money tonight.

I'm glad the stock market crash

didn't keep you from coming out tonight.

Tonight as I was walking

down Park Avenue to get a taxi...

...I had to dodge the bodies

jumping out of the windows.

But let's not be morbid.

- Same all around?

- No, no more for me.

Same all around.

Lay one on me. Lay one on.

Doggone.

Dad, let's go.

Wait, Bud, wait a minute.

The point I'm trying to make, Bud...

I never have been able to make

this one point with you, Son.

Bud, listen...

I may not be around

too much longer and...

What are you talking about?

Wait now. Don't act so worried.

I got no intention of kicking off for a while.

What are you leading up to?

It may be that I haven't always done

the right thing by you, boy...

...and I'm sorry.

There may be things

I might have taken away.

I'd like to make it up to you.

Forget it, Dad.

Look up there.

Look up there on that stage.

Deanie.

Yeah, she does look a little like Deanie.

Little, hell! Hell, a little!. Exactly!

Same damn thing! Exactly!

Same damn thing! Just as pretty!

Just as pretty!

You never been fair to me on that.

I did that for your own good.

How'd you like to be married to her now?

Did you ever think about that?

Ever think of how you'd like to be married

to Deanie with her in that institute?

Did you ever think about it?

How'd you like that?

How'd you like that?

Her in that institution?

What the hell difference does it make?

That's the same thing!

That's the same thing exactly!

And just as pretty!. Just as pretty!

You look up there, just as pretty!

You want that? Do you want it, Son?

Son, you want it, you can have it!.

You can have it, boy. I'll get it for you.

You can have anything you want.

Anything you want, boy!

This world is your oyster!

You sit here, I'll show you.

You sit there, I'll show you.

You sit there, I'll show you.

Yeah?

Are you Bud?

Yes, ma'am.

Aren't you gonna invite me in?

I'm sorry, but...

...I think you must've got the wrong room.

Mr. Stamper?

Mr. Stamper!.

That's him.

What do you want to do with...?

I'll take him home.

I'll be home in a few hours.

The first time in...

Two years and six months

almost to the day.

How do you feel about going home?

Like going to a foreign country.

John has asked me to marry him.

You waited until now to tell me?

Well.

Are you going to accept?

I don't know.

Do you love John?

I think so.

It's different from the way

that I felt about...

...Bud.

But, I...

...I love him.

Well, I see no reason why both of you

shouldn't have a very happy future.

John's back in Cincinnati now,

practicing medicine, doing very well.

I know.

I hear from him every day.

My taxi.

Taxi's here.

Will you see Bud when you're home?

I don't know.

Do you think you'll be happy

married to John if...

...you still don't know how you feel

about the other young man?

When we face these fears

they sometimes turn into nothing.

All right, Dr. Judd.

I'll see him.

I'll write to you.

Bye-bye.

Why couldn't you marry a boy from here?

You won't be much company for me,

living back East in Cincinnati.

What do you know about

this young man you're marrying?

After all, you met him in a mental hospital.

Are you sure he's all right?

I was in the hospital, too.

Well, with you it was different.

You were just run down.

That was the only thing

the matter with you.

Is he a New Dealer?

I don't know.

I could cry, just cry, when I think

I'm going to lose my little girl.

How much did this cost?

I don't know, Mother.

Did those doctors at the hospital...

...say your mother had raised you wrong

or something?

Did they blame your father...

...and me in any way?

I don't blame anyone, Mother.

I raised you the only way I knew how.

The only way I knew how.

The way my mother raised me...

...and I suppose the way

her mother raised her.

If I brought you up wrong, Deanie,

I don't think you should hate me.

I know I used to hate my mother at times...

...but I always believed she was right

about things. Maybe she wasn't...

...but I loved her.

I love you, Mother.

I hope so, Deanie.

You know it would be nice if children

could be born into this world...

...with an absolute guarantee they'd have

just the right kind of bringing up...

...and all lead happy, normal lives, but...

Well, I guess when we get born

we just all have to take our chances.

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William Inge

William Motter Inge (; May 3, 1913 – June 10, 1973) was an American playwright and novelist, whose works typically feature solitary protagonists encumbered with strained sexual relations. In the early 1950s, he had a string of memorable Broadway productions, including Picnic, which earned him a Pulitzer Prize. With his portraits of small-town life and settings rooted in the American heartland, Inge became known as the "Playwright of the Midwest." more…

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