The Palm Beach Story Page #5
- PASSED
- Year:
- 1942
- 88 min
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That's quite all right. Just pick off
any little pieces you see, will you?
Ohh. Oh, I'm so sorry.
Oh, this is awful.
Oh, dear. I can't tell you how
sorry I am. Don't mention it.
I break them all the time. Were you
climbing upstairs? Well, I was, yes.
Just a minute. I'll help you.
You're much too kind.
- Quiet!
- Yes.
Now, you put one foot here and one
foot there, and you'll be up in a jiffy.
I'd gladly trade berths with you, but mine has
already been slept in. Oh, no. I wouldn't dream of it.
You've been much too kind
already. Thank you so much. Quiet.!
Is that right? You're standing on
my hand, but otherwise, it's perfect.
I'm so sorry. Don't mention it.
You're as light as a feather.
Thank you. Good night.
Good night.
One there. One over there.
Yeah.
Heave ho.
The... Oh, would you mind
giving my foot a little push?
Gladly.
There.
Thank you so much.
Is something the matter?
Nothing at all.
Everything is fine, thank you.
- Oh. Good night.
- Good night.
She's gone!
Who's gone?
Let's organize a posse!
Hooray!
Where's the dogs? You can't
have a posse without the dogs.
Hooray!
Heigh-ho, the merry-o
a- hunting we will go
A- hunting we will go
A- hunting we will go
A- hunting we will go
There's a posse goin' through the train!
A posse?
I knew it! I knew it!
- Come on, Al!
- A-hunting we will go
- A-hunting we will go
heigh-ho, the merry-o
A- hunting we will go
A- hunting we will go
A- hunting we will go
heigh-ho, the merry-o
A- hunting we will go
Go on! Go on!
- Fellas, they found something!
Hooray! Yippee!
- A- hunting we will go - What's
going on here? Get back to your car!
- Who are you? You're expelled!
- Get back to your car, or I'll call the engine crew...
and have you locked up.!
in here? Get 'em outta here!
Who fired that shot?
Don't you know that's a misdemeanor?
Get back to your car, or I'll wire ahead
and have you all locked up.!
Now, get out of here!
Get back to your car! Go on!
Get 'em out! Get 'em out!
Heigh-ho, the merry-o
a- hunting we will go
- Are you all right?
- A- hunting we will go
F- Fine, thank you.
Heigh-ho, the merry-o
a- hunting we will go
Heigh-ho, the merry-o
a- hunting we will go
A- hunting we will go
A- hunting we will go
A- hunting we will go
A- hunting we will go
Heigh-ho, the merry-o
Oh, you will, will you? Well, I'll show
you! This is one trip you'll remember.
No, ma'am. What do you mean,
my clothes aren't there?
They're in stateroom "B," in the private
car behind the diner... the club car...
with my ticket, my handbag, my
lipstick and everything. No, ma'am.
"No, ma'am. " You just didn't
look. Oh, yes, ma'am, I looked.
But I didn't see it 'cause it weren't
there. That's why I didn't see it.
I suppose it just blew up.
No, ma'am. We set it out.
You set it out? Yes, ma'am. The
conductor kinda got riled up with 'em,
so he just set it out on a siding at
Rockingham Hamlet for 'em to cool off.
A very pretty little city. Never mind
the geography. Where's the conductor?
He got off at Rawley. That's where
he lives. Last call for breakfast.
Dining car in the rear.
Very pretty countryside there.
You don't seem to understand. My clothes
are lost. Shut up. Last call for breakfast.
No, ma'am. They ain't lost.
Nothin' ever gets lost on a Pullman.
I recollect one time
a lady left a whole pile...
I just want to get into my
clothes. You can't do that.
What do I go around in? A blanket
like an Indian? I got a brown overcoat.
Well, that's very kind of you.
Hello.
Hello.
What are you doing for breakfast?
Well, if you don't ask me,
I won't be doing much.
And if you do ask me, it might make
quite a scandal. Lady lose her clothes.
You lost your clothes?
Why, that's terrible.
And my ticket and my bag
and my shoes and my makeup,
my toothbrush...
only I don't think I had one.
This is disgraceful. I'll certainly write to the
president of the company. How could such a thing happen?
I don't know. My things seem to have gotten
into a car back there somewhere somehow,
and now the car just
doesn't seem to be there.
Not that car full of drunks, I hope, that
they had to disconnect. Oh, perish the thought.
Well, as soon as we come to a town, I
could jump over to a store and jump back.
With a Mother Hubbard.
Well, that's very kind of you.
In the meantime, I suppose
I'll have to lie here in this hat rack.
Anyway, I haven't any money
for you to jump over to a store.
Oh, I have money.
Oh, you have?
Oh, yes. Now, if you could just
get to a store to pick out what you need...
- We got a stretcher in the baggage car.
- Wouldn't that be stretching it a little?
Wait a minute.
Maybe we could borrow some odd pieces
among the lady passengers. Oh, murder.
You take that side, and I'll
take this side. Yes, sir.
And I'll take the neck.
Here, we've got some more.
Or are you satisfied?
Satisfied?
I could lend you my earrings.
Good morning.
Good morning.
Oh! Why, that's lovely.
Now you won't need anything else.
That's what you think.
Yes, ma'am.
If there's one thing I admire, it's a woman
who can whip up something out of nothing.
popovers. I'd love to.
The homely virtues
are so hard to find these days...
a woman who can sew and cook
and bake, even if she doesn't have to.
And knit and...
And weave.
You're joking, but I mean
seriously... That is a woman.
Were you going to buy me
some breakfast,
or would you like me to bake you
something at the table?
Now, what will you have?
The 35-cent breakfast
seems the best at first glance,
but if you analyze it for solid value,
the 55-center is the one.
I wouldn't want to impose. No. Feel
free to choose anything you like.
There's even a 75-cent breakfast, if
it appeals to you. We might share one.
Wait a minute. With two eggs,
toast and choice of fruit thrown in,
I'm not sure the 75-cent breakfast
isn't the best value after all.
Do we dare? I'm not really
the way you think I am.
It's just my upbringing.
Oh, waiter.
Yes, sir.
Two 75-cent breakfasts, please.
I'll start with a prairie oyster.
Yes, ma'am.
It's a very tempting choice
in the $1.10 breakfast.
Two 75-cent breakfasts. I'll start with a prairie
oyster also, whatever it is. Make mine on the half shell.
la carte. All right, all right.
They always get the best of you somehow.
Now, you say you have no ticket? That's right.
Naturally, I can't buy you a ticket.
I mean, a perfectly strange young woman.
Naturally. In the first
place, you wouldn't accept it.
In the second place...
There's the expense.
I wasn't actually thinking of that.
Now, I get off atJacksonville.
I guess I do too,
unless they throw me off sooner.
Suppose we go to a store in Jacksonville and buy you the
few things you need, and then you come with me by boat?
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