Stella Dallas Page #9

and when you've been

through things together.

That's when you seem

to love the most.

It's different when you...

Didn't they send a telegram?

They said they would.

Most likely they tried to deliver it

and I was out. I've been on the go.

- Put those in water for me, will ya?

- Oh, they're lovely.

From an old admirer.

Ed Munn blew into town.

- I've been steppin' out with him.

- Ed Munn?

Yeah. Now put 'em in water.

I want 'em all fixed nice

when he gets here.

- Mother, you don't mean that you and...

- Haven't you fixed 'em yet?

Give 'em to me.

Get some water.

There.

That'll tickle him.

Don't you remember

a long time ago we said...

- And you promised about him...

- I know what you're driving at.

Now let me tell you something. I've

spent the best years of my life on you.

A woman wants to be something else

besides a mother, you know.

Well, you will know

when you get grown up.

You can't explain

everything to a child.

Now, go on. Run along.

I've come back to stay,

if you still want me.

- Still want you?

- Laurel, my dear.

Tell me, dear.

What is it, angel? What is it?

Oh, Daddy!

What is it, sweetheart?

I thought it was for my sake...

she wanted me to come

and live with you...

and I was so glad and so proud.

But it wasn't.

It was for him.

She wanted to marry him!

- Please don't cry.

- You knew him.

- Yes, I know him.

- And she chose him!

Oh, Laurel,

come upstairs with me, dear.

All right.

So long.

Thanks a lot.

Well, hello!

You back? Gee, that's great.

Who do you think brought me home?

Dick Grosvenor.

We were just talkin' about you. I'll

get him. He's still in the driveway.

Oh, no, Con!

- I don't want to see him, not now.

- Now, now.

Oh, no...

No, not yet.

Go on upstairs, dear.

We'll take care of Dick.

Hey, Dick!

Come on back!

Laurel's here.

- When did she get back?

- She was here when I got here.

- How do you do, Mrs. Dallas?

- Hello, Dick.

- I'm glad to see you again.

- I'm glad to see you.

Con told me Laurel was here.

- All right, fella, that's one on me.

- No, she's here!

- Hey, Laurel's here, isn't she?

- Yes. Won't you stay for dinner?

Why, if I'm all right as I am.

- Of course.

- Lf you don't mind, I'd like to wash up.

- Come on up to my room.

- Hurry up.

Okay, Dad.

Stephen, Laurel is here.

She's here to stay.

Who's accomplished it?

Couldn't you read between

those pitiful lines?

I told you those curtains

weren't to be drawn.

Open them, please.

Yes, madam.

Yes.

Now you must light the candles,

and we must hurry.

Yes, madam.

Come, dear.

It's nearly time for our cue.

What's this?

Oh, my darling.

I was just thinking.

I never really thought

that my mother...

I thought that she would

read about the wedding and...

even though she was too far away

to come, at least she would write to me.

Oh, my dear.

Do you think if she knew...

any distance in the world

could keep her away?

Then you think

she just doesn't know.

Sorry, but you can't stand here.

We have to keep this clear.

Move along, please.

Break up the group here.

- You too, lady.

- Please, let me see her face...

when he kisses her.

All right, folks.

You've seen enough. Come on.

Move along, please.

Come on. Clear the sidewalk.

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