The Miracle Woman Page #7

Synopsis: After Florence Fallon's father dies unappreciated in the church where he preached for many years, she becomes embittered and loses faith. She teams up with Horsby, a con man, and performs fake miracles for profit. But the love and trust of a blind man restores her faith in God and her fellow man.
Genre: Drama, Romance
Director(s): Frank Capra
Production: Columbia Pictures
 
IMDB:
7.3
Rotten Tomatoes:
100%
PASSED
Year:
1931
90 min
146 Views


even with the rats

like Welford.

And I'm tipping you now,

if you don't do as I say,

you'll have a lot

of time to regret it.

The penalty for embezzlement

in this state is ten years.

You can't scare

me that way.

You collected a lot of money

to build a tabernacle.

What's become of it?

I don't know.

You've had charge of it.

Well, it's collected in your name,

was banked in your name. It still is.

You signed all the checks.

I got the stubs to prove it.

If larceny doesn't bother you,

how about a little murder trial

for your money?

Murder?

The more I think of it,

the more it looks to me like

Welford was knocked off.

Only tonight,

I found out that he was

on his way to a newspaper office

when it happened.

He had a lot of dope

in a briefcase.

All about you too.

How do you know?

I've got the briefcase.

As a good citizen, I ought

to turn it over to the police.

You wouldn't dare.

No?

Why not?

I'm just a faithful employee.

You're the boss.

Poor old Welford.

Must have worked hard

to write all that stuff.

It may get into the papers yet...

if you insist.

There must be

thousands of people

who contributed

to that tabernacle fund.

What a swell dish it will be for

them to read the inside story...

of Sister Fallon.

[SOBBING]

[MUSIC BO X PLAYING

"THE FARMER IN THE DELL"]

Don't you envy me? I'm going to the

River Jordan and maybe swim in it.

And then to Wailing Wall I've

read so much about in Jerusalem.

I suppose Ill have to do some

plain and fancy wailing.

How do you wail?

Ooh!

Come on, you taught me how to

laugh. Now teach me how to wail.

My wailer isn't

working tonight.

Why didn't you tell me last

night you were going away?

Oh, I didn't even know it myself.

My manager takes care of all that.

We go every year.

It's all part of the routine.

You're not going on

account of me, are you?

What do you mean, silly?

I mean, I don't expect...

Well, I have no claim on you.

You know how l...

How you...

If you wanted to stay,

you needn't ever see me again.

Now, you're not going to go

Hamlet again are you?

Listen, I'm taking along a dozen pair

of scissors with me to write you with.

And one of these days, Ill be

coming back like a bad penny.

Forgive me for

being so selfish...

but last night I forgot the

thousands of others who need you.

You and I were the only

two people in the world.

I even started

to think that... Oh...

It's not gonna be the same

world for me with you away.

Don't, John.

Just pretend I'm not going.

Darling, you're...

You're crying.

No, I'm not.

God, Florence, I wish I could see

your face just once before you go away.

I...

I haven't forgotten.

Dear Father in heaven...

thy first commandment

was "Let there be light."

Oh, God...

please send light

to these sightless eyes...

Reward the faith that...

Oh, it's no use, I can't.

What's wrong?

Everything is wrong.

I don't know how to play

on the level anymore.

God wouldn't believe

me under oath.

You see my face now

without your eyes.

It's the face of a liar

and a hypocrite.

Don't! Don't say

things like that.

You wanna know why

I'm going away?

It's because I'm a fake.

And all those people

who tell about the good things

I've done, they're fakes too.

They're paid to testify.

It's lies. All lies!

I'm not going away,

I'm running away.

What from?

From all those people

I've robbed and cheated.

Those people who think

I've performed miracles.

Miracles.

I wouldn't even

believe in them myself.

The only decent thing

I've done since I've known you

is to tell you the truth now.

Honey, it doesn't matter.

I love you.

You're fine, you're real.

You're not a fake.

Why, you couldn't be.

Ill prove it to you.

All those people

that love and trust you,

you have helped them. I know you

have, because you've helped me.

No, they wouldn't believe it, not even

if you got on a platform and told them so.

There's something that's... Something

that's changed and frightened you.

Tell me, what is it?

Tell me. I love you, darling.

Don't run away. I love you.

HORNSBY:

Am I intruding?

I'm glad I happened along.

I wanted to meet your boyfriend.

Oh, God, he's blind.

Yeah?

Well, well, if it isn't my old pal

Daniel who stepped up to the lion's cage.

What's Sister doing,

been giving you a treatment?

Florence, who is this?

Oh, come on, Hornsby, please.

Wait a minute. What's the matter? You're

not ashamed of me, are you, Sister?

Ill tell you who I am.

I'm the guy who tells her

what to do and she does it.

It's a lucky thing for you,

sucker, that you're blind.

I ought to make you see

a few stars at that.

Keeping Sister out so late when

she's got so many things to do.

FLORENCE:
Oh, Hornsby, come on, please.

You take Mr. Carson home.

I'm going with Mr. Hornsby.

LEW:

Yes, ma'am.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Land's sakes. What time is it?

All right, I'm coming.

I'm in your room.

I'm dying of curiosity.

What happened?

Mrs. Higgins, will you do something

for me without asking questions?

Oh, you do ask the

most impossible things.

Come on, get your hat and coat.

Where are we going?

To the tabernacle. I want you to

bring some matches and a candle.

HIGGINS:

Candle?

HIGGINS:

Here's a window.

Where?

Over here.

This is it.

Open it.

I can't, it's locked.

It's dirty too.

Cleanliness is next to

godliness, I always say.

[GLASS SHATTERING]

What are you

doing that for?

You've broken it.

Oh, I hope there's

no policemen about.

What are we doing

this for anyway?

Follow me.

Me?

Oh, dear.

I don't think I can.

Oh, I'm going to fall. If

we're burglars, I don't approve.

Oh, I haven't been through

a window for years.

JOHN:

Here. Light this.

HIGGINS:
Not since I eloped with

that... Where are the matches?

- Good-for-nothing sailor.

I don't believe it.

Now show me to Sister Fallon's room.

All right.

I hope there are no mice.

Find her room.

All right.

[WHISPERING]

"Tabernacle Committee."

"Sister Fallon, private."

This is it.

Now, what are we going to steal?

Nothing.

All I want you to do

is to be my eyes.

I want to know this room,

every part of it.

What for?

So I can pretend I can see.

Now, what's in it?

Well, two armchairs

and a couch

and a dressing table...

How far to the dressing table?

About six steps.

No, to the left.

This way?

That's it.

Why do you want

to pretend you can see?

So I can make Sister Fallon

believe that she made me see.

And maybe she'll stay.

I want to manufacture a miracle.

Now do you understand?

But what good would it do?

What's this?

That's a small table.

She'd only find out

the next time she saw you.

There are some

cigarettes on it.

There won't be any next

time. I'm going away.

Now, what's on this

side of the room?

A large table.

How far?

About three steps.

But if you're going away,

why do you want her to stay?

What's this?

It's a picture of someone.

There's something

written on it too.

Read it for me.

"To Florence,

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Jo Swerling

Jo Swerling (April 8, 1897 – October 23, 1964) was an American theatre writer, lyricist and screenwriter. more…

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