The Moon's Our Home Page #3
- Year:
- 1936
- 80 min
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with the snow, the stars
and the sunshine.
All at once?
You don't understand me...
nobody understands me.
Ready, Miss.
Leave it with me.
Baskets of food to
old family retainers.
for weeks.
Think how glad old Hannah
will be to see you.
Yes...Cherry Chester...her latest role...
"Little Lady Bountiful."
I'm afraid you're miscast.
- Hello, William!
- Hello Miss Sarah!
Ah...Yankee tripper...looks great
I see you still don't trust
the automobile.
I'm waiting 'til they perfect it, Miss.
- Thank you very much, Mr Amberton!
- You're welcome.
The only one of yours I haven't read,
Mr Amberton.
I hope you enjoy it.
He's just too marvellous!
Oh Mr Amberton...I can just see you
stalking through the jungle!
- Thank you!
- You're welcome.
Do write something...personal.
A small bottle of "Gardenia" please.
We're having a special
on "Cherry Blossom' today...
You know...the perfume
Here, try some.
It's very nice!
Cherry Cheater uses it?
Yes.
That perfume again!
I can't stand it.
What's the matter?
That foul perfume...
I'll see what I can do.
I'm sorry...
The perfume affects Mr Amberton
queerly.
He'd appreciate it if
you'd be more careful.
- OK.
- Thank you.
Who does the big gooney
think he is?
So Tarzan can't take it, uh?
C'mon...harder!
I'm sorry...
Holbrook...Holbrook...
Let's get out of here!
Mr Amberton,
you must sign mine...
Feel better now?
Thanks
Fresh air always does the trick.
It's the musk in that perfume
I can't stand.
Once I was marooned in
a plague-ridden African village.
Ever since then, the smell of musk
knocks me cold.
I'll go back and get your coat.
Don't look now,
but they're loose again.
There he is!
Hold the fort!
Hold the books!
Hold?!
What's new?
Oh, everything's about the same.
It's alright, William, go ahead.
They nearly got me that time!
I'm afraid a profession like yours
is full of narrow escapes.
What am I going to do?
I have to live.
to the police.
Why?
Now don't brazen through.
After all, I saw you running for your life
away from all those people.
Well, you're wrong,
I didn't do anything.
I see...they were
too quick for you!
- But listen...
- You needn't explain
Who am I to judge?
After all, you're a fellow creature.
Now, you take this...
It's alright...
You need it more than I do.
Don't you really know
who I am?
Just because you know who I am,
doesn't mean I know who you are.
I haven't any idea
who you are.
You mean you've
never seen me before?
No.
As a matter of fact,
I'm sorry I haven't.
You're rather attractive
in an elementary sort of way.
Can't you manage to be
a little less personal?
Sure...
How do you like New York?
I loathe it...I loathe all cities.
Fine...that's 2 of us.
This your carriage?
It's my family's.
They're smothering me.
You look alright.
Trying to marry me off
to a man I don't love.
A rough, coarse brute,
who I detest.
This can't go on, that's horrible...
It's medieval...You've got to
pull yourself out of this.
True! They're selling me
to a libertine!
Get out...break away...be free!
Oh...if only I could!
If only I could be alone
on the mountain top...
with the sunshine...with the stars...
Listen to me...there's a destiny
in this...I've been sent to save you.
You've got to come with me!
- Come with...
- Don't speak...
I'm going away...far away
from cities and people...
...and you've got to
come with me.
- I don't...
- You don't have to know my name.
I don't have to know
your name.
All that matters is that 2 free people
Somebody stole my watch!
It's 27 minutes past 3!
I'm late, I have to go.
Go where?
Baby's home!
So you DID get drunk?
Bare-faced plastered!
All for me?
Ali brought you these.
He's in New York...he telephoned you
16 times this afternoon.
Only 16?
I must be losing my grip!
Miss Cherry...you want me to pack
your winter sports clothes, too?
What's going on here?
I have something to tell you.
We're sailing at midnight
for Europe.
That would be Lucy's idea.
Yes, it occurred to her
She's got to keep out
of my life.
I won't go to Europe...
She can't make me go to Europe...
I won't...I won't...I...
Yes I will.
Dear little old Europe.
It must be beautiful in December.
Of course I'll go!
Horace is going too.
No...really...a family party!
Lucy thinks of everything!
Sarah dear...do you feel alright?
Boyce dear...I never felt better
in my whole life.
Now...you run along
like a good girl
and tell Lucy that I'm simply
delighted with her plan.
I wish I knew
what you got drunk on...
Something wonderful Boyce...
Something new!
I don't even know
his name myself!
Yet...
Yes, Hilda, you can pack
Oh...and be sure to put them
in a separate bag.
Next station Moonsocket...
Moonsocket!
Is it very far to the Simpsons?
Is it?
Is it very far to the Simpsons?
Are you mad at me?
You'll have to speak up...
I'm a bit deaf.
Oh, I thought I'd hurt your feelings.
It wasn't important!
Simpsons having
a prosperous winter.
They got one city boarder
over there already.
Yes? What kind?
I say, what kind?
Out in the hills
all the time.
That's the one!
You two ll meet, if you're
both stayin' at Simpsons.
Miss...?
I didn't quite catch your name.
I didn't throw it...
My name is Brown.
How's that?
I said my name is Brown.
Oh...Brown...
His name is Smith.
Here we are.
Stop barking Calvin, we heard you.
Mrs Simpson?
have a room for 3 days.
for accommodation.
I know...it was awful stupid of me, but
I'd heard how lovely it was here...
And I just couldn't wait.
Well, now that you're here,
come on in.
And you too, Lem...that baggage
won't walk in by itself.
Rest them there, Lem...
and we won't keep you.
How much
do I owe you?
75 cents and not
a mite more.
It's a long trip from the station
to here.
The same distance
it's always been.
It was a great ride anyway...
thank you Lem!
Thank you!
Well you might...
drat that Lem!
You might as well
see your room...
It's up this way.
This is Miss Hambridge.
She's here for
a nervous breakdown.
That's my husband.
- How do you do!?
- He's fine.
Come on Abner...
bring the new boarder's grips up.
And shut your trapdoor!
This is the Rose Room.
We call it that
on account of the roses.
It's got a very good ring to it.
Right...it will be so peaceful...
Well you get
pretty used to things
when you've had nothing else
for 40 years.
Anything you want?
Is Mr Smith here?
Smith?
Oh, that's who you are?
Well why didn't you tell me?
Tell you what?
That you're the cousin
he's been expecting.
Oh, so he expected me
to come!
He said you'd be along
any time.
You ARE his cousin,
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