DON'T STAND
HERE. COME ON, COME ON.
IF YOU'VE NO RESPEC FOR THE DEAD,
AT LEAST HAVE SOME
FOR THE LIVING.
AND NOW YOUR
SIGNATURE, PENN.
OH...
NO, NO,
JUST A MINUTE, PENN.
YOU MUST ASK THEM
TO WITNESS IT, YOU KNOW,
AT THE SAME TIME TELLING
THEM THAT THIS DOCUMENT IS
YOUR LAST WILL
AND TESTAMENT.
OH, I... I FORGOT.
THE LAW IS MOST EXPLICIT,
ISN'T IT, MR. GAYLORD?
MR. KEITH,
MR. GIBBON...
THIS DOCUMEN IS MY WILL,
AND I WANT YOU TO
WITNESS MY SIGNATURE.
YES, SIR.
I HAVE ASKED YOU ALL
TO ASSEMBLE HERE...
NOT ONLY TO SAY
GOOD-BYE TO YOU
BEFORE SAILING
FOR FRANCE TONIGHT,
BUT TO TELL YOU HOW HAPPY
YOU'VE MADE MY LIFE HERE.
I SHALL NEVER FORGE YOUR KINDNESS...
YOUR LOYALTY...
YOUR DEVOTION.
MY GRANDFATHER
BUILT THIS HOUSE.
HE BROUGHT HIS BRIDE HERE TO
LIVE IN IT, AS I DID AFTER HIM.
YOU, BENSON...
YES, SIR.
YOU WERE HERE
IN MY FATHER'S DAY.
YES, SIR.
YOU KNOW HOW A GAYLORD
HOME IS EXPECTED TO BE RUN.
YES, SIR.
I DON'T KNOW WHEN
I SHALL COME BACK,
BUT WHEN I DO, I WAN TO WALK IN THE DOOR
AND FIND EVERYTHING
EXACTLY AS I LEFT IT.
FOR 3 GENERATIONS, A STANDARD OF
PERFECTION HAS BEEN MAINTAINED.
I EXPECT I TO CONTINUE...
INTO THE FOURTH
GENERATION-
A GAYLORD HOUSE RUN
BY GAYLORD SERVANTS
IN THE GAYLORD
MANNER.
THANK YOU, AND...
GOOD-BYE.
GOOD-BYE, SIR.
GOOD LUCK, SIR.
I DON'T NEED TO TELL YOU
TO BE A GOOD GIRL, SUSANNA.
YOU'RE ALWAYS A GOOD GIRL.
I SOMETIMES WONDER WHERE A
GAYLORD GOT SO MUCH GOODNESS.
EVELYN THE SECOND...
GROW UP AS BEAUTIFUL
AS YOUR MOTHER, DARLING,
AND YOU'LL BE A VERY
FORTUNATE LITTLE LADY, INDEED.
OH, SWEETHEART.
YOU MAY PUT EVELYN AND
SUSANNA TO BED, NURSE.
MISS FIONA?
SHE HAS TO STAY UP TO SEE
ME OFF AND TAKE THINGS OVER.
YES, SIR.
COME ALONG, DEAR.
YOU KNOW, FIONA, YOU'RE
THE HEAD OF THE HOUSE NOW.
THIS CALLS FOR A DRINK.
BENSON, A BOTTLE
OF PORT, PLEASE-
THE VINTAGE MY FATHER LAID
DOWN FOR ME THE DAY I WAS BORN.
YES, SIR.
AND TAKE MISS FIONA WITH
YOU TO THE WINE CELLAR.
MISS FIONA?
SHE'S THE HEAD
OF THE HOUSE NOW.
WHEN I WAS
JUST ABOUT HER AGE,
MY FATHER WENT OFF TO
THE SPANISH-AMERICAN WAR,
AND I WENT DOWN TO
THE CELLAR WITH BENSON
FOR A BOTTLE OF PORT LAID DOWN
THE DAY MY FATHER WAS BORN...
ONLY I WAS A SON,
AND FIONA'S A DAUGHTER.
BUT SHE'S MY SON,
MR. VAN RENNSAELER.
SHE'S A GAYLORD,
THROUGH AND THROUGH.
THERE IT IS-1887.
NOW, MISS FIONA, WE'LL
LAY IT IN ITS CRADLE
AS GENTLY AS A BABY.
I'LL DO IT MYSELF.
GENTLY, NOW.
I KNOW.
IT'S A VINTAGE PORT,
AND A CRUST FORMS
INSIDE THE BOTTLE,
AND IF I SHAKE IT,
IT GETS INTO THE WINE.
SO I WON'T SHAKE IT.
A GAYLORD IF EVER
THERE WAS ONE...
AND A REDHEADED GAYLORD,
AT THAT!
IT'S NOT RED.
IT'S AUBURN.
THERE YOU ARE,
BENSON.
THANK YOU,
MISS FIONA.
TO YOU, MY DEAR,
AND TO ALL THOSE WHO DIED
SO BRAVELY WITH YOU...
AND TO ALL OF US WHO ARE
GOING TO AVENGE THOSE DEATHS.
AND TO YOU, PENN,
A SAFE VOYAGE
AND A SAFE RETURN.
SAFETY ISN'T ENOUGH.
LET'S DRINK TO VICTORY.
EVEN THOUGH YOUR SAFETY
MEANS LITTLE TO YOU, PENN,
YOU'VE CERTAINLY LEF NO STONE UNTURNED
TO ASSURE THE SAFETY
OF YOUR LITTLE GIRLS.
THIS WILL IS AS
INDESTRUCTIBLE AS TIME ITSELF.
GOOD NIGHT, MY DEAR.
GOOD NIGHT,
MR. VAN RENNSAELER.
I HOPE YOU'LL FIND TIME
TO CALL ON US.
IT WILL GIVE ME
GREAT PLEASURE.
AND IF YOU SHOULD NEED ME,
YOU REMEMBER I'M TO TAKE
YOUR FATHER'S PLACE
WHILE HE'S GONE.
NO ONE COULD TAKE MY
FATHER'S PLACE... UNTIL I DO.
BUT THANK YOU JUST THE
SAME, MR. VAN RENNSAELER.
I TOLD YOU-
THIS IS MY SON.
WELL, GOOD-BYE, PENN.
GOOD-BYE, SIR,
AND THANK YOU.
GOOD LUCK.
SIT DOWN, FIONA.
NO, NOT THERE.
SIT IN THE CHAIR.
I SAT IN THAT CHAIR, FIONA, THE
NIGHT BEFORE MY FATHER WENT TO WAR,
AND HE TOLD ME SOME THINGS
THAT I'M GOING TO TELL YOU.
YOU SEE...
YOU'RE NOT JUST A SMITH
OR A JONES OR A BROWN.
YOU'RE A GAYLORD, AND YOU
MUST ALWAYS BE A GAYLORD,
AND YOU MUST NEVER
SELL THE LAND.
YOU MEAN NEVER?
I MEAN NEVER.
THE LAND IS
THE GAYLORD'S RELIGION.
WE BELIEVE IN IT ALMOS MORE THAN WE BELIEVE IN GOD.
FIONA, WHEN THE FIRS AMERICAN GAYLORD
WAS LYING ON
HIS DEATHBED,
HE TOLD HIS FAMILY,
"NEVER SELL.
NEVER SELL THE LAND."
AND HE DIED.
THAT WAS NEARLY
150 YEARS AGO.
WE STARTED BUYING LAND
AT THE BATTERY,
AND WE CONTINUED
TO BUY LAND.
WE PICKED UP A FEW PLOTS
ALONGSIDE OF TRINITY CHURCHYARD
AND ALONG THE COW PATH.
DO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT COW
PATH IS CALLED NOW, FIONA?
NO, FATHER.
WALL STREET.
THEN THE GAYLORDS
WENT ON TO BUY STEEL
AND MINES AND RAILROADS
AND WHALING SHIPS.
THEY GREW RICHER
AND RICHER.
THEY WENT TO EUROPE AND TO
HARVARD... AND TO THE DOGS.
BUT THEY NEVER
SOLD THE LAND.
AND NOW, FIONA,
YOU'RE THE GAYLORD WHO'S
GOING TO CARRY ON IN MY PLACE.
ALWAYS BE A GAYLORD,
AND NEVER SELL THE LAND.
NO, FATHER.
PROMISE?
I PROMISE.
THE CAR
IS WAITING, SIR.
GOOD-BYE, BENSON.
COME BACK SOON, SIR.
IT'S TIME TO GO TO BED
NOW, MISS FIONA.
I'M MISS GAYLORD, NOW
THAT MY FATHER IS GONE,
AND I DON'T NEED ANYONE TO
TELL ME WHEN TO GO TO BED.
YES, MISS GAYLORD.
TELL THE HOUSEKEEPER I'LL
SEE HER IN THE MORNING.
YES, MISS GAYLORD.
THANK YOU, BENSON,
AND...
AND GOOD NIGHT.
THANK YOU,
MISS GAYLORD.
GOOD NIGHT.
GENTLEMEN, THIS WILL...
THIS WILL IS ABSOLUTELY
INCONSTESTABLE.
WHAT YOU
TAKING OUT, JOE?
GAYLORD ESTATE-
JUDGE BARROWS' COURT.
THE WHOLE WORKS?
1919 TO 1941.
YOU OUGHT TO PUT THEM
BEGGARS ON ROLLER SKATES,
THE WAY THEY GO
IN AND OUT.
YEAH. ALL THESE FILES
FULL OF LAW,
AND A GUY CAN'T KEEP THE
DOGS OUT OF HIS HEDGES.
BETTER GET PICTURES OF
THOSE GAYLORD DAMES, OR ELSE.
YOU KNOW THE ANGLE
- MOTHER WENT DOWN ON THE LUSITANIA,
FATHER KILLED
IN FRANCE.
3 LITTLE
ORPHAN GIRLS
AND ONLY A HALF-BILLION BETWEEN THEM,
SO DON'T COME BACK
WITHOUT PICTURES!
LET'S GO.
DICK, WHERE
HAVE YOU BEEN?
I WANT YOU TO MEE THE CLIPPER
AND SERVE LADY BURTON
WITH THIS SUBPOENA.
LADY BURTON?
OH, NO DICE!
EVELYN GAYLORD,
YOU DOPE!
OH, ONE OF
THE GAY DAMES.
ARRIVING
FROM ENGLAND.
GOT A HUSBAND
IN THE R.A.F.
HOW AM I GOING
TO KNOW HER?
YOU KNOW
THE OTHER TWO.
THEY'LL BE THERE
TO MEET HER.
ALL 3 ARE GOING STRAIGH TO THE COURTHOUSE.
I KNOW...
"LADY BURTON, NOW THAT YOU'VE
SET FOOT AGAIN ON AMERICAN SOIL,
MAY I BE THE FIRS TO SERVE YOUR LADYSHIP?"
I BEG YOUR PARDON.
MISTER, WHERE YOU GO WHEN
YOUR HUSBAND BEATS YOU UP?
IS THIS THE GUY?
THAT'S MY BROTHER.
WHAT IS THIS?
THAT'S
THE GAYLORD CASE.
A CONTINUOUS PERFORMANCE.
CAN YOU IMAGINE WORKING
ON A CASE LIKE THAT?
SURE. YOU COULD RETIRE.
THAT'S WHAT YOU THINK. A
CASE LIKE THAT AIN'T NO CINCH.
SURE. THE FIRST 100
YEARS IS THE HARDEST.
CLEAR THE COURT.
JUST BECAUSE
WE AIN'T THE GAY DAMES
DON'T MEAN YOU CAN
PUSH US ALONG.
NO ANIMALS ALLOWED.
NAZIS, THAT'S WHA YOU ARE-NAZIS!
MR. GIBBON, AREN'T YOU THE
LAWYER IN THE GAYLORD CASE?
I'VE NOTHING TO SAY
FOR THE PAPERS.
ALL WE WANT IS THE GLAMOUR
OF THE WHOLE STORY BEHIND IT.
SORRY.
NOW, YOUR HONOR, AS
YOU KNOW, THIS IS IN THE MATTER
OF THE WILL OF
THE LATE PENN GAYLORD,
AND I AM THE PROPONEN OF THAT WILL.
THIS CASE WAS ORIGINALLY
IN THE SURROGATE COURT,
BUT BECAUSE OF ITS
EXCEPTIONAL CIRCUMSTANCES,
IT WAS TRANSFERRED
TO THIS COURT,
WHERE IT WAS BEING HEARD
BEFORE YOUR HONOR'S
DISTINGUISHED PREDECESSOR,
JUDGE McCARTHY,
WHOSE UNTIMELY DEATH
HAS BEREAVED US ALL.
WHEN DID
PENN GAYLORD DIE?
IN 1918.
23 YEARS AGO.
YES, YOUR HONOR.
AND YOU'RE STILL TRYING
TO GET THE WILL PROBATED?
YES, YOUR HONOR.
WELL, JUST WHAT HAS HAPPENED
IN ALL THESE 23 YEARS?
WHEN PENN GAYLORD DIED, THERE
IMMEDIATELY APPEARED ANOTHER WILL
WHICH, IT IS CLAIMED, WAS EXECUTED
IN FRANCE JUST BEFORE HE DIED.
SO THERE WAS NATURALLY
A WILL CONTEST.
WELL, WAS THERE
A GREAT DIFFERENCE
BETWEEN THE FRENCH WILL
AND THE AMERICAN WILL?
NO, YOUR HONOR, EXCEP THAT UNDER THE FRENCH WILL,
PENN GAYLORD SET ASIDE
10% OF HIS ESTATE
AS A TRUST FUND
FOR A CERTAIN CHARITY,
AND IT'S THAT CHARITY WHICH
IS FIGHTING TO ESTABLISH
THE VALIDITY
OF THE FRENCH WILL.
AND WHO REPRESENTS THE PROPONEN OF THE FRENCH WILL HERE?
THAT IS TO SAY,
THE CHARITY.
YOUR HONOR, IT'S I WHO REPRESEN THAT WORTHY INSTITUTION.
WELL, MR. WHEELER,
AS THE COUNSEL,
CAN YOU TELL ME SOMETHING
ABOUT WHAT THIS CHARITY IS
WHICH IS FIGHTING
FOR THIS FRENCH WILL?
IT'S A SETTLEMENT HOUSE
FOR WORKING BOYS-
THE THIRD AVENUE
NEIGHBORHOOD CLUB.
MY LEARNED OPPONENT HERE
HAS BEEN TRYING TO PROVE
THAT PENN GAYLORD WAS
SHELL-SHOCKED AND OUT OF HIS MIND
WHEN HE MADE
THE FRENCH WILL,
WHILE I CONTEND THAT PENN
GAYLORD HAD AT THAT TIME
A CLEARER VISION AND A BETTER
UNDERSTANDING OF HIS FELLOW MEN
THAN HE HAD
EVER HAD BEFORE.
THANK YOU, MR. WHEELER.
CONTINUE, MR. GIBBON.
WITH THE ESTATE TIED UP BY THIS CONTEST,
THE 3 LITTLE GAYLORD ORPHANS
DIDN'T HAVE ANY MONEY,
SO WE HAD TO MAKE APPEALS FOR ALLOWANCES
TO ENABLE THE ORPHANS TO
FIGHT THIS FRENCH WILL,
WHICH WE CLAIMED- AND
STILL CLAIM- IS INVALID.
WE LOST TWO YEARS IN JUS GETTING THE GUARDIANS APPOINTED
AND THESE ALLOWANCES
APPROVED.
AND ARE THESE
THE 3 LITTLE ORPHANS?
YES, YOUR HONOR.
MISS FIONA GAYLORD...
LADY BURTON,
EVELYN GAYLORD...
MISS SUSANNA GAYLORD.
3 LITTLE KITTENS WHO LOST THEIR MITTENS.
AND NOW, MR. GIBBON,
WHO HAS BEEN
ADMINISTERING THE ESTATE
ALL THESE YEARS?
MR. VAN RENNSAELER,
UNTIL HIS DEATH,
WHEN I BECAME TEMPORARY ADMINISTRATOR.
WHAT HAPPENED
AFTER THAT?
THIS SECOND WILL, HAVING
BEEN EXECUTED IN FRANCE,
WE HAD TO SEND
ATTORNEYS TO FRANCE
TO TAKE DEPOSITIONS
AND EXAMINE WITNESSES.
TWO YEARS WERE LOS IN THAT.
WELL, THEN
WHAT HAPPENED?
ONE OF THE BIG ISSUES, YOUR
HONOR, WAS WHETHER THE FRENCH WILL
SHOULD BE INTERPRETED AND PROVEN IN
ACCORDANCE WITH THE LAWS OF FRANCE
OR IN ACCORDANCE WITH
THE LAWS OF NEW YORK.
THE SURROGATE RULED THA THE FRENCH LAWS SHOULD APPLY,
BUT THE COURT OF APPEALS
OVERRULED HIS DECISION.
AND HOW LONG
DID THAT TAKE?
ANOTHER TWO YEARS.
AND AFTER THE TRIAL COUR WAS REVERSED,
ALL THAT TESTIMONY WHICH
HERETOFORE HAD BEEN TAKEN IN FRANCE
BECAME WORTHLESS
TO EITHER SIDE.
AGAIN WE HAD TO ISSUE
DEPOSITIONS, APPOINT ATTORNEYS,
FIND THOSE WITNESSES,
START ALL OVER AGAIN.
GRANTING ALL THAT,
WHAT HELD YOU UP
THIS TIME?
WHEN WE GO TO FRANCE, YOUR HONOR,
WE DISCOVERED THAT TWO
OF OUR PRINCIPAL WITNESSES
HAD SUDDENLY DISAPPEARED.
THEY WERE ENGINEERS AND WERE
SURVEYING IN THE AFRICAN CONGO.
BY THE TIME
THEY CAME BACK-
ANOTHER YEAR.
YES, YOUR HONOR, ANOTHER YEAR.
AND I'D LIKE TO TAKE THIS
OCCASION TO TELL YOUR HONOR
THAT THERE WAS NOT A MOMENT'S
DELAY THAT COULD BE AT ANY TIME
ASCRIBED TO ANY DILATORY
TACTICS ON MY PART!
I WASN'T IMPLYING
THAT, MR. GIBBON.
THANK YOU, YOUR HONOR.
AND THEN,
JUST AS WE WERE ABOU TO HAVE THE WILL
ADMITTED TO PROBATE,
A FRENCH LADY- WELL, WE'LL
CALL HER A LADY, AT ANY RATE-
WHO HAD NURSED PENN GAYLORD
WHILE HE WAS RECOVERING
FROM SHELL SHOCK
IN A FRENCH SANITARIUM,
CLAIMED THAT PRIOR TO HIS
RETURN TO THE BATTLEFIELD,
SHE HAD BECOME HIS WIFE.
IT TOOK 6 YEARS TO
ELIMINATE HER FROM THE CASE.
APPARENTLY, NOTHING THA COULD HAPPEN IN A CASE
FAILED TO HAPPEN
IN THIS CASE.
NO, YOUR HONOR.
SINCE THIS CONTES SEEMS TO BE
OVER 10%
OF THE ESTATE,
DIDN'T IT EVER OCCUR TO
ANYONE THAT IT MIGHT BE
SETTLED AMICABLY BETWEEN
THE HEIRS AND THE CHARITY?
OH, CERTAINLY,
YOUR HONOR.
THERE HAS ALWAYS BEEN
TALK OF SETTLEMENT.
AS A MATTER OF FACT,
ABOUT 4 YEARS AGO,
WE WERE ON THE VERGE OF
SETTLEMENT WHEN SOMEONE-
I KNOW-
SOMEONE DIED.
NO, YOUR HONOR,
NOT THIS TIME.
BUT, MOST REGRETTABLY, THE
CHARITY BROKE OFF NEGOTIATIONS
AND REFUSED TO SETTLE.
NO, IT WASN'T THE CHARITY
THAT REFUSED TO SETTLE.
IT WAS ONE MAN
WHO WORMED HIMSELF
INTO THE CONTROL OF THE CHARITY
- CHARLES BARCLAY.
IT'S HE WHO REFUSED
TO SETTLE.
THE GAYLORD SISTERS HAVE ALWAYS
BEEN WILLING TO GIVE TO THE CHARITY
THE 10% WHICH THEY MIGHT HAVE
GOTTEN UNDER THE FRENCH WILL,
AND WE'RE WILLING
TO DO IT NOW.
BUT THAT'S NO WHAT THEY WANT.
THEY WANT TO PROLONG THIS
LITIGATION OVER THE QUESTION
OF WHETHER THE FRENCH WILL
WAS VALID OR NOT INDEFINITELY,
AND THE MAN WHO IS BEHIND
THEM IS CHARLES BARCLAY.
AND IF IT HADN' BEEN FOR HIM,
THIS CASE WOULD HAVE
BEEN SETTLED YEARS AGO.
I MUST CAUTION YOU, MISS FIONA,
YOU'LL ONLY COMPLICATE THE CASE.
COMPLICATE IT?
OH, DON'T MAKE ME LAUGH!
IT'S SO COMPLICATED NOW, I LOOKS LIKE A DISH OF SPAGHETTI.
AND JUST HOW DOES MR. BARCLAY
ENTER INTO THE LITIGATION?
HOW DO YOU SUPPOSE A CHARITABLE
ORGANIZATION CAN AFFORD THE SERVICES
OF AN EXPENSIVE LAWYER
LIKE MR. WHEELER?
ONLY BECAUSE MR. BARCLAY
PAYS THE BILLS.
AND WHY DOES MR. BARCLAY
PAY THE BILLS?
BECAUSE MR. BARCLAY WANTS TO BUY
THE GAYLORD HOUSE, TEAR IT DOWN,
AND ERECT IN ITS PLACE A
HIDEOUS MONUMENT TO HIS VANITY
TO BE KNOWN
AS BARCLAY SQUARE.
AND WHY CAN'T MR. BARCLAY
BUY THE GAYLORD HOUSE?
BECAUSE IT'S NOT PART OF THE
ESTATE WHICH IS IN LITIGATION.
I GOT IT DIREC FROM MY GRANDMOTHER.
IT BELONGS TO ME... AND A
GAYLORD NEVER SELLS THE LAND.
YOUR HONOR,
IT EMBARRASSES ME
THAT A CLIENT OF MINE SHOULD
BE GUILTY OF SUCH MISCONDUCT,
PARTICULARLY
IN YOUR HONOR'S COURT.
I CAN ONLY ASK YOUR HONOR'S
INDULGENCE ON THE GROUNDS
OF THE NERVOUS STRAIN TO
WHICH SHE'S BEEN SUBJECTED.
AND AS FOR MR. BARCLAY, EVEN
IF HE HAS ENGAGED MR. WHEELER
TO PROTECT HIS INTERES IN THE BOYS' CLUB,
WHY SHOULDN'T HE INTERES HIMSELF IN THIS CHARITY,
THE SAME AS HE HAS
IN SO MANY OTHERS?
TRIPE!
MISS FIONA!
DON'T WAVE
YOUR HANDS AT ME!
I WON'T SIT DOWN,
AND I WON'T KEEP STILL.
YOUR HONOR, FOR OVER 20 YEARS,
THIS MESS HAS BEEN GOING ON.
WE'VE PRACTICALLY
GROWN UP IN COURT.
I KNEW WHAT A SUBPOENA WAS
BEFORE I COULD SPELL "CAT."
THEY'VE WRITTEN BOOKS ABOUT THIS
CASE AND TEACH IT AT HARVARD.
IT'S AN ANNUAL
PERFORMANCE-
THE GAYLORD CIRCUS
IS COMING TO TOWN!
AND WHO PAYS FOR IT?
WE DO!
WE'VE BEEN LIVING ON OUR
EXPECTATIONS, BORROWING ON THEM...
UNTIL EVEN
THE MONEYLENDERS
PULL DOWN THEIR BLINDS
WHEN THEY SEE US COMING.
IF WE CAN FIND A BUTCHER
WHO DOESN'T KNOW US,
WE CAN LAS 3 MONTHS LONGER.
AND IF THE CASE
ISN'T SETTLED BY THEN,
I'M GOING TO GIVE THE ESTATE
AWAY TO SAVE MY SALVATION
AND SHOUT,
"HALLELUJAH!"
COME ON,
LET'S GET OUT OF HERE.
HALLELUJAH.
BUT, MISS FIONA...
HALLELUJAH.
MISS GAYLORD!
DON'T STOP.
HEY!
STOP THIS ELEVATOR.
SORRY, LADY, THIS IS
AN EXPRESS. NO STOPS.
NO STOPS?
NOW YOU'VE DONE IT!
IT'S JAMMED.
JAMMED?!
YOU'VE TRAPPED ME.
IF ANY TRAPPING WAS DONE,
IT WAS DONE BY YOU.
WHAT'S THE MATTER?
THE SAFETY'S JAMMED. I GO A NERVOUS DAME DOWN HERE.
I'M NOT NERVOUS. ALL RIGHT,
ALL RIGHT, YOU AIN'T NERVOUS.
YOUNG MAN, WHEN WAS
THIS LAST INSPECTED?
LADY-TRY CLIMBING DOWN ON THE CAGE
AND SEE WHAT YOU CAN DO WITH IT!
I NEVER HEARD
OF SUCH A THING!
AS UNPLEASANT AS THIS IS
FOR BOTH OF US, MISS GAYLORD,
NOW THAT WE'RE
TRAPPED, AS YOU SAY,
SUPPOSE YOU LISTEN TO
A LITTLE COMMON SENSE.
I HATE COMMON SENSE.
IT'S SO COMMON.
- TRY HER NOW!
- STILL JAMMED!
THEY'RE
KILLING US!
THEY'RE STARTING OUR CASE ALL
OVER AGAIN WITH A NEW JUDGE.
YOU HEARD YOUR OWN ATTORNEY
SAY THAT IT MIGHT TAKE YEARS
TO SETTLE
THE ESTATE.
NOW, I WANT TO BUY
THE GAYLORD HOME.
OVER MY DEAD BODY.
IF NECESSARY.
THE GAYLORDS
NEVER SELL THE LAND.
AW, LADY,
SELL IT TO HIM!
MR. BARCLAY, WHY ARE YOU
SO SET ON BUYING OUR HOUSE?
OH, A WHIM, LADY BURTON. A WHIM OF IRON.
AND YOU'D BETTER
PERSUADE YOUR SISTER
TO MAKE A DEAL
WITH ME.
NOW EASE HER
DOWN A BIT!
THERE WILL BE VERY
LITTLE LEFT FOR ANY OF YOU
IF SHE KEEPS ON
FIGHTING,
AND I CAN AFFORD TO KEEP
ON FIGHTING INDEFINITELY.
WELL, I CAN'T.
YOUNG MAN,
WILL YOU PLEASE
LET ME OUT OF HERE?
WHO'S HOLDING YOU?
- OH, FIONA, WHY DON'T YOU
- SHUT UP!
TOM, SHIMMY IT DOWN A BIT! OK!
HOLD IT!
YOU'D BETTER
GET OVER
YOUR STUBBORN,
STIFF-NECKED PRIDE.
LOOK OU SHE DON'T KICK BACK!
YOU MUST REMEMBER
THERE'S BARCLAY PRIDE, TOO, YOU KNOW.
THE GAYLORD GIRLS SEEM
TO BE FINDING THAT OUT.
TRY HER NOW!
OK! SHE'S ACTING
ALL RIGHT NOW!
OK, GO AHEAD-
I'M CLEAR!
WHERE'S YOUR CAR?
SUSANNA,
CALL A TAXI.
JUST A MOMENT!
FOR 6 MONTHS? YOU MIGHT HAVE TO WALK.
I'VE DONE IT BEFORE.
AND I THOUGHT WE HAD
RUINS IN ENGLAND.
I'M COMING,
I'M... COMING.
SASKIA!
WAIT A MINUTE!
NEVER GET ANY RES IN THIS...
SASKIA!
WHEN WE DROVE UP, AUSTIN
WAS IN THE FRONT YARD.
I TOLD YOU TO KEEP
THAT KID INSIDE.
YOU FRIGHTEN HIM,
FIONA.
NO, I DON'T.
HE LIKES IT.
WHERE DID THE LITTLE
NIPPER COME FROM?
SASKIA BROUGHT HIM FROM THE
COUNTRY. HE'S NO TROUBLE.
IS TEA READY?
I DIDN'T HAVE TIME.
I'LL GIVE YOU 10 MINUTES
TO BRING TEA HERE.
YOU HAVE NO HEART. NO, I KNOW
- ONLY A STOMACH.
WELL, EVELYN, HOW DOES IT FEEL
TO BE BACK IN YOUR OLD HOME?
LOOKS, UH...
WELL, AT LEAS IT SMELLS THE SAME.
LIKE THE GAYLORD CASE.
I DON'T KNOW HOW YOU TWO HAVE STOOD IT.
BELIEVE ME,
YOU GET USED TO IT.
I'M BEGINNING
TO WONDER IF THEY EVER
SETTLE CASES
IN THIS COUNTRY.
GIG!
OH, GIG! I SLIPPED AWAY
AS SOON AS I COULD.
HOW LONG DO WE
HAVE TO KEEP ON
MEETING IN THE PARK
LIKE THIS?
WELL, UNTIL I TELL FIONA
THAT I KNOW YOU.
SAY, ARE YOU
AFRAID OF HER?
A LITTLE.
WHAT MAKES HER
SO FEROCIOUS?
SHE'S HAD PLENTY TO SPOIL
HER DISPOSITION-
ALL THESE YEARS FIGHTING TO GE ENOUGH MONEY FOR US TO LIVE ON.
HOW'D YOUR WORK GO
TODAY, GIG?
I COULDN'T PAINT A LICK,
AND NO WONDER-
TRYING TO TURN OUT THE POPULAR
CLAPTRAP THE ART DEALERS WANT.
I KEPT PAINTING AND PAINTING
UNTIL I WAS READY TO DROP.
THEN I HATED MYSELF
AND ALL ART FOR TRYING
TO HIT SOMETHING
NO HEEL LIKE ME CAN HIT.
SUSANNA, IF I SHOULD ASK
YOU TO MARRY ME, DON'T.
NONSENSE! I LOVE YOU.
I'D SNAP AT THE CHANCE.
ASK ME.
OH, I'M CHARMING AND BOLD
- GOOD COMPANY NOW.
I SAY THINGS YOUR OTHER
FRIENDS DON'T TALK ABOUT.
YOU FEEL THAT I'M A
GREAT MAN WHO'S GIFTED-
OH, AND MODESTY IS YOUR
GUIDING PRINCIPLE, I SEE.
ONLY FOOLS ARE MODEST.
LOOK, SUSANNA...
I COULDN'T FIT INTO YOUR
SCHEME OF CIVILIZATION,
AND I WARN YOU, EVERYTHING YOU
SEE IN ME NOW WILL BE CHANGED
IF I MARRY YOU AND TAKE YOU TO LIVE
IN MY LITTLE CORNER OF THE WORLD.
A FOUL TEMPER... I'M NOT EVEN
CIVILIZED, AND I DON'T WANT TO BE.
I'VE ALMOST KILLED A COUPLE
OF GUYS IN FITS OF RAGE.
NO, SUSANNA, DON'T ACCEP ME IF I ASK YOU TO MARRY ME.
I SHALL! I SUPPOSE
YOU HAVE AN ATTIC
AND A FEW CRUSTS OF BREAD
WE COULD LIVE ON.
NO, I HAVE A HUGE OLD
HOUSE ON THE NORTH SHORE,
AND I COULD MAKE A GREAT DEAL
OF MONEY... BUT DON'T MARRY ME.
WILL YOU?
IS THIS AN OFFER
OF MARRIAGE?
YES, CONFOUND YOU!
DARLING!
YOU LITTLE FOOL!
I'VE ALWAYS WANTED
TO BE KISSED IN THE PARK.
I'LL TELL FIONA TONIGHT.
DO IT AGAIN.
WHY DON'T YOU FIGH BACK? PUNCH HIM IN THE NOSE!
I- I CAN'T REACH!
THEN KICK HIM
IN THE SHIN!
OOH!
WOW!
COME ON,
GET UP AND FIGHT!
YEAH,
YOU OLD COWARD!
YOU OLD COWARD!
WHEN I FIRST SAW YOU, I THOUGH YOU WAS COMING TO HELP ME.
I DID HELP YOU. I TAUGH YOU HOW TO FIGHT BACK.
COME ON IN NOW
AND WASH YOUR FACE.
IF HE EVER COMES HERE
AGAIN, I'LL KNOCK HIS BLOCK OFF!
WHAT HAPPENED? AUSTIN,
WHAT HAVE THEY DONE TO YOU?!
NOW, NOW, DON' CLUCK OVER HIM.
BUT HE'S HURT!
HE'S BLEEDING!
I CAN'T LEAVE HIM ALONE
FOR ONE MINUTE...
HA! YOU SHOULD SEE THE
OTHER GUY. THIS IS THE HERO.
HE IS WOUNDED,
BUT NOT SLAIN.
HE WILL LAY HIM DOWN
AND BLEED AWHILE,
THEN RISE
AND FIGHT AGAIN.
HUH, AUSTIN?
YES, MA'AM.
HOW DO YOU LIKE
LIVING IN THE CITY?
I LIKE THE COUNTRY
BETTER.
SO DID I.
IT'S A TOUGH WORLD.
YOU GET TOUGH, LIVING IN THE COUNTRY.
THE COWS LOOK
TOO KIND.
WALKING UP
FIFTH AVENUE
IS LIKE WALKING
THROUGH A JUNGLE.
YOU MEAN, LIONS AND
TIGERS AND WOLVES?
MMM,
WITH CLOTHES ON.
THERE YOU ARE-
YOU'RE A NEW MAN.
YOU MEAN, I CAN GO
OUT AND FIGHT AGAIN?
NOT RIGHT AWAY. I'D
TAKE IT EASY FOR A WHILE.
WHEW! WHAT FOUL CONCOCTION
ARE YOU BREWING THERE, SASKIA?
VEGETABLE SOUP.
OOH! I NEVER WOULD
HAVE GUESSED IT.
IT HAS SPECIAL
VITAMINS.
NEVER MIND. I'LL GO.
GEE, SHE'S SWELL.
SHE'S GOT NO HEART,
ONLY A STOMACH.
SO I CAME DIREC FROM COURT.
UH, THESE PAPERS OUGH TO BE SIGNED TONIGHT.
THEY'RE JUST ROUTINE BUT, OF
COURSE, IF YOU WANT ME TO EXPLAIN-
NEVER MIND THE PAPERS. IF YOU'RE
IN THE MOOD FOR EXPLAINING THINGS,
YOU MIGHT EXPLAIN WHAT YOU MEAN BY HUMILIATING ME IN COURT TODAY.
NOW, THEN, MISS FIONA, YOU SPEND
A GREAT DEAL OF TIME IN COURT,
AND YOU KNOW AS WELL AS I THA A MEMBER OF THE BAR MUST GOVERN
HIS CONDUCT ACCORDING TO THE
RULES AND THE ETHICS OF HIS PROF-
RULES, ETHICS, TRIPE!
SEE HERE, GIBBON,
I DON'T KNOW WHAT WAS IN
THAT SCHEMING MIND OF YOURS
WHEN YOU MADE THA SLOBBERING SPEECH
ABOUT CHARLES BARCLAY,
BUT IT WASN'T ETHICS!
PLEASE, PLEASE, MISS FIONA.
I HAD TO APOLOGIZE FOR YOU.
THAT'S ALL THAT SAVED YOU FROM
BEING CITED FOR CONTEMPT OF COURT.
OH, NO, NO, GIBBON.
YOU HAD SOME OTHER REASON
FOR THAT COURTROOM MORATORY
AND I WANT TO KNOW
WHAT IT WAS!
WELL, SINCE YOU'VE
DESCENDED TO PERSONALITIES,
THIS-THIS DISCUSSION
IS WITHOUT PURPOSE.
NO LAWYER COULD SIT SILEN IN COURT WHILE HIS CLIENT MAKES
SUCH AN UNDIGNIFIED
AND VIOLENT ATTACK ON A-
ON A MAN OF CHARLES BARCLAY'S
POSITION AND IMPOR-
SO THAT'S IT! WELL, IF YOU'RE
SO ENAMORED OF MR. BARCLAY'S
NOBLE MOTIVES, GO AND ASK HIM FOR
A JOB! WE CAN GET ALONG WITHOUT YOU!
WELL, YOU JUST CAN'T CHANGE
LAWYERS OVERNIGHT IN A CASE LIKE-
WHY CAN'T I?
IT ISN'T DONE.
WELL, IT'S BEING DONE
RIGHT NOW!
YOU SAID YOURSELF WE'D
PRACTICALLY STARTED
THIS CASE ALL OVER AGAIN
WITH A NEW JUDGE!
IT'S A FINE TIME TO START I ALL OVER AGAIN WITH A NEW LAWYER!
AS A LAWYER
- I'VE LET YOU PILFER THIS ESTATE FOR YEARS,
LET YOU HAND IN YOUR
SWINDLING DEMANDS FOR FEES,
BUT NOW YOU'VE GOT ALL
YOU'RE GOING TO GET OUT OF US!
GIBBON, YOU'RE THROUGH!
TAKE YOUR DIRTY, RED,
WET FACE OUT OF HERE
AND KEEP IT OUT!
GET OUT!
FIONA!
IT'S MINE!
WHO'S THAT?
MR. GIBBON.
HE'S OUR LAWYER.
HA HA! HE WAS YOUR LAWYER. OH.
WHAT'S ALL THE NOISE
ABOUT? WHAT'S HAPPENING?
I SAY, ARE WE
BEING BLITZED?
NO, BUT OUR MR. HERSCHELL
GIBBON WAS JUST BLITZED
RIGHT DOWN THE FRONT STEPS AND
INTO THE GUTTER, WHERE HE BELONGS!
SLIMY TOAD WITH HIS
LIES AND EVASION,
SHINING UP
TO CHARLES BARCLAY!
TRYING TO FEATHER
ANOTHER NEST FOR HIMSELF
AFTER HE'S THROUGH
FOULING THIS ONE,
BUT I PUT HIM IN HIS PLACE!
I TOLD HIM WHAT HE COULD DO!
TAKE HIS DIRTY, RED, WET FACE OU OF HERE AND KEEP IT OUT FOR GOOD!
AND FURTHERMORE,
I SAID-
I'M GIG YOUNG.
YOU, UH, DROPPED THIS.
GIG, I'M SORRY. THIS
IS MY SISTER, FIONA.
GIG YOUNG? AREN'T YOU
THAT VERY BAD MODERN ARTIS WHO SMELLED UP THE PLACE
PAINTING A PICTURE OF PAPA?
RIGHT! FOR THE GAYLORD
POST OF THE LEGION.
ANYWAY, YOU...
KNOW WHAT YOU LIKE.
THAT WHAT YOU LIKE?
YES.
I SUPPOSE YOU'RE
THE OTHER SISTER.
I KNOW A GAYLORD
FACE WHEN I SEE IT-
TOO MUCH PRIDE AND JUST THE
LEAST BIT SHORTNESS OF THE CHIN.
HOW'S ENGLAND?
FIGHTING BACK.
SAY, WHAT MAKES ALL YOU
GAYLORDS SUCH BEAUTIES?
PERHAPS BECAUSE THE GAYLORD MALES
WENT SLUMMING ONCE IN A WHILE-
KEPT VITALITY AND VARIETY
IN THE FAMILY.
OH, FIONA,
WHAT ARE WE GOING
TO DO NOW?
WE'LL HAVE TO GE ANOTHER LAWYER.
OH, WE'LL GET ONE.
NEW YORK'S CRAWLING
WITH LAWYERS.
LET ME SEE. BARTON RUSS? NO,
HE THINKS HE'S CLARENCE DARROW.
I KNOW-RALPH PEDLOCH.
HE MIGHT BE JUS THE RIGHT MAN.
WHY? YEARS AGO, MY DOG BIT HIM.
WHAT'S THAT GO TO DO WITH-
WELL, HE KNEW I WAS A
GAYLORD AND HE DIDN'T SUE ME.
I'LL CALL HIM UP. BESIDES, HE'S
SUPPOSED TO BE A GOOD LAWYER.
YES, BUT WOULD A GOOD
LAWYER HAVE ANYTHING
TO DO WITH
THIS FAMILY?
WELL, YOU COULD
ALWAYS ASK
AND THEY CAN
ALWAYS SAY NO.
I'VE HAD A LO OF FUN THAT WAY.
YEAH, I'LL BE YOU HAVE.
HEH!
SO, YOU'RE AN ARTIST.
YOU LOOK MORE LIKE
A... FULLER BRUSH MAN.
SO YOU'RE LADY BURTON.
GO ON. TELL ME
WHAT I LOOK LIKE.
INCENDIARY BOMB,
WITH A MONOCLE.
HA HA!
WILL YOU HAVE
SOME SHERRY?
YEAH, IF IT'S NO TOO STRONG.
VERY GOOD FACE,
YOUR SISTER.
PLENTY OF CHARACTER.
SOME OF IT'S THE WRONG KIND...
COURAGE AND...
STUBBORNNESS.
WHEN WILL YOU
MARRY ME, SUSANNA?
NOW, THERE'S SOMETHING
I'VE GOT TO TELL YOU.
NO, DON'T WORRY YOUR SILLY
LITTLE HEAD ABOUT YOUR HUSBAND.
YOU KNOW?
KNOWN ALL THE TIME.
I WENT TO SCHOOL
WITH THIS GUY-
SAYER ALLEN.
HOW COULD A LIVE
LITTLE GIRL LIKE YOU
MARRY A FRUIT PLATE
LIKE THAT?
BUT, GIG, WHAT ARE WE
GOING TO DO?
LOOK, SUGAR,
YOU COULD HAVE
100 HUSBANDS.
IT WILL MAKE
NO DIFFERENCE TO ME.
WHAT I WANT I TAKE,
AND WHAT I TAKE,
I LOVE.
WHEN YOU GET RID OF
THAT HUSBAND OF YOURS,
YOU'RE GOING TO MARRY ME AND
HAVE 10 CHILDREN - ALL ARTISTS.
AND SOMEDAY I'LL BEAT YOU
AND YOU'LL THROW CHAIRS AT ME
AND WE'LL GO ON
BEING JUST FOLKS.
WELL, I-I'VE TRIED TO GE THE MARRIAGE ANNULLED...
BUT HE WANTS
A GREAT DEAL OF MONEY.
SUPPOSE I MURDER HIM?
OH, NO, GIG.
I WOULDN'T LIKE THE IDEA
OF WAITING OUTSIDE PRISON.
PLEASE, GIG,
YOU'VE FORGOTTEN EVELYN.
NO ONE FORGETS
EVELYN.
LOOK, EVELYN, WHAT'S
WRONG WITH ME?
I OFFER TO TAKE A WOMAN AWAY
AND GIVE HER LOVE AND LIFE,
AND EVERYTHING A WOMAN'S SUPPOSED
TO DREAM OF, AND WHAT HAPPENS?
SHE SAYS NO!
I WOULDN'T.
NOBODY ASKED YOU!
YOU KNOW,
I'D QUITE FORGOTTEN
HOW EXCITING
AMERICAN MEN CAN BE.
GIG, DIDN'T YOU TELL ME
YOU HAD AN APPOINTMENT?
OH, YEAH. I GOT TO TORMEN SOME 57th-STREET ART DEALERS.
GOOD-BYE, SUSANNA,
AND REMEMBER-
I'M NOT A PATIENT MAN.
PLEASE, GIG.
WHAT-EVELYN AGAIN?
WELL, I'LL KISS HER, TOO.
IT'S ALL IN THE FAMILY.
LADIES, I SALUTE YOU.
WELL, GIRLS, AT LAST I
HAVE SOME GOOD NEWS FOR YOU.
IT'S ABOUT TIME.
WE COULD USE SOME.
MR. PEDLOCH'S COMING
RIGHT OVER.
HOORAY FOR THE GAYLORDS!
THERE, YOU SEE?
I'VE BROUGHT YOU LUCK.
DID YOU BRING YOUR
GAS MASK, TOO?
YES, WHY?
PEDLOCH'S GOING TO NEED I WHEN HE OPENS UP OUR CASE.
AND THAT'S WHY
I HOPE TO GET IT OU OF THE COURTS
FOR YOU THIS YEAR.
THAT MEANS YOU'LL TAKE
OUR CASE?
AS A LAWYER, I'M AS HAPPY
AS A LYNCHING BEE TO GET IT,
BUT THERE'S ONE THING
I WANT TO ASK YOU...
WHY DOES CHARLES BARCLAY
HATE YOU SO?
WELL, I'VE NEVER
UNDERSTOOD. WHY DOES HE?
WELL, APPARENTLY, HE'S THE
MONKEY WRENCH IN THE BUZZ SAW,
OR THE FLY IN THE OINTMENT,
OR THE COLORED GENTLEMAN
IN THE WOODPILE.
IS HE? HOW VERSATILE.
YOU KNOW, IT MIGHTN' BE A BAD IDEA
IF YOU HAD A ROUND-TABLE
CONFERENCE.
YOU KNOW, GET BARCLAY
AND HIS LAWYERS-
NO, NO.
FIONA, YOU SEEM TO BE
ALMOST AFRAID OF BARCLAY-
AFRAID?! AFRAID OF THA COUNTRY CLODHOPPER?
THAT... THAT...
ME GO TO HIM?
WHY, IF PAPA WERE ALIVE,
HE'D BE COMING TO OUR HOUSE-
TO THE BACK DOOR,
HAT IN HAND!
WELL, IF YOU FEEL
THAT WAY ABOUT BARCLAY,
I'LL HAVE TO SEE WHAT I
CAN DO WITH GILBERT WHEELER.
MAYBE I CAN ENLIS HIS SYMPATHIES.
WHO IS THIS CHARLES BARCLAY WHO, UH,
MAKES EMOTIONS
RUN SO HIGH?
HE'S A STRANGE MAN-
STIRRING BIG CAULDRONS
AND NEVER SPILLING A DROP.
TELL ME ABOUT HIM.
OH, HIS IS A BRILLIANT MIND-
A GREAT ORGANIZER'S.
PERHAPS HE SEES THE WORLD
WE ONCE LOVED IS ENDING.
- PERHAPS HE SEES...
- EVELYN!
THERE'S NO NEED
FOR FURTHER DISCUSSION.
ALL RIGHT, MY DEAR.
WELL, MISS GAYLORD, THEY CERTAINLY
TOOK YOU GIRLS FOR A RIDE.
YES. THEN WE MAY
HAVE TO WALK HOME.
OH, I THINK I CAN
GET YOU A LIFT.
I'LL GO TO THE DOOR
WITH YOU.
THANK YOU.
GOOD NIGHT, LADIES.
GOOD NIGHT, MR. PEDLOCH.
AT LEAST YOU KNOW
WHAT YOU'RE STEPPING INTO.
OH... AS LONG AS I'VE
HEARD ALL THE STORY.
YOU HAVEN'T FORGOTTEN
ANYTHING, HAVE YOU?
NOTHING ESSENTIAL.
WELL, I THINK
WE'LL GET SOMEWHERE.
OH, BY THE WAY,
JUST A WORD OF WARNING-
DON'T MAKE GIBBON ANY MORE
ANGRY THAN HE IS ALREADY.
YES, I KNOW.
HE'S A BAD LOSER.
YES.
DINNER'S READY.
I'LL SPREAD
THE GLAD TIDINGS.
EVELYN, SUSANNA,
DINNER.
COME AND GET IT.
EAT YOUR HAMBURGER.
SUSANNA.
SUSANNA,
YOU'RE IN LOVE.
HOW DID YOU KNOW?
BY THAT VACUOUS LOOK
THE POETS CALL "ECSTATIC."
FIONA, I'M GOING
TO MARRY GIG YOUNG.
MARRY HIM?
WHY NOT?
ISN'T THERE STILL
A LITTLE MATTER
OF YOU BEING MARRIED
TO SAYER ALLEN?
I'M GOING TO FIX
THAT UP.
SAYER ALLEN
IS AFTER YOUR MONEY.
HE'LL NEVER GIVE YOU
A QUIET ANNULMENT!
YOU PROMISED ME
YOU'D NEVER DRAG THIS THING
INTO A PUBLIC SCANDAL
WITH A RENO DIVORCE, SO HOW-
WELL, AS SOON
AS THE ESTATE IS SETTLED,
I'LL BE ABLE TO PAY HIM
FOR AN ANNULMENT.
HOW CAN YOU GE AN ANNULMENT?
IT WAS NEVER
A REAL MARRIAGE.
I LEFT HIM
AFTER 4 HOURS.
WHAT HAPPENED?
WELL, HE WANTED TO BRING HIS
MOTHER ALONG ON THE HONEYMOON.
HA HA HA. I'VE HEARD OF THA - TEA FOR 3, EH?
BUT, SUSA-
DO YOU HAVE
TO SPILL EVERYTHING?
I DO THE BEST I KNOW.
I'M NOT A WAITRESS,
I'M A COOK.
WHO SAID YOU WERE?
I'VE TOLD YOU NOT TO SERVE
VEGETABLES SWIMMING IN WATER.
WHAT CAN I DO? VEGETABLES
ARE MOSTLY WATER, AREN'T THEY?
YOU CAN POUR IT OFF.
AND LOSE THE VITAMINS?
WHAT GOOD ARE VEGETABLES
WITHOUT VITAMINS?
I HAVE REALLY NO IDEA. SERVE
VEGETABLES WITHOUT VITAMINS...
HA! CHEERY OLD
BUZZARD, ISN'T SHE?
FIONA, WHY DO YOU
PUT UP WITH HER?
BECAUSE SHE PUTS UP
WITH ME.
PASS YOUR GLASS,
EVELYN.
WELL! CHATEAU
LA TOUR 1913?
HEH! I SEE PAPA'S CELLAR
IS STILL HOLDING OUT.
IT'S THE ONE THING
THE LAWYERS OVERLOOKED.
FIONA OPENS A BOTTLE
EVERY NIGHT.
AH! GOOD GIRL,
FIONA.
THIS BELONGS WITH THE
PARTRIDGE AT THE SAVOY.
MMM, SO DOES THAT MONOCLE.
WHEN DID YOU STAR WEARING THAT THING?
AFTER THE FIRS AIR RAID.
THE FIRST AIR RAID?
I DON'T SEE-
KEEPING A THING LIKE
THIS WHERE IT BELONGS
GIVES YOU SOMETHING TO CONCENTRATE ON
- A GRIP ON YOURSELF.
HA! I'M SURE YOU DON' KNOW WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT.
OH, BUT I DO. I WISH I
HAD SOMETHING LIKE IT.
WHAT DO YOU NEED TO KEEP
A GRIP ON YOURSELF FOR?
GIG...
EVERY TIME I'M WITH HIM,
I TURN TO JELLY.
WELL, I DON'T KNOW
WHY ANYONE WANTS A HUSBAND,
BUT IF YOU LOVE
GIG YOUNG, SUSANNA...
HERE'S TO HIM AND YOU.
WELL!
AREN'T YOU GOING TO FINISH
YOUR DINNER, FIONA?
BETWEEN CHARLES BARCLAY, GIBBON,
AND SASKIA, I'VE HAD A STOMACHFUL.
BESIDES, I'VE GOT A LOT OF PAPERS I
HAVE TO TURN OVER TO PEDLOCH TOMORROW.
YOU'VE NEVER READ A LEGAL
PAPER THROUGH IN YOUR LIFE!
NO, BUT I'M GOING
TO READ THESE.
I'M GOING TO SIT IN THE BIG
CHAIR WITH A BOX OF ASPIRIN,
A POT OF COFFEE, AND
MR. WEBSTER'S BESTSELLER,
KNOWN AS THE DICTIONARY.
GOOD NIGHT.
STILL THE SAME OLD
FIGHTING FIONA.
IT'S FOR US.
I WONDER IF WE'RE
WORTH IT.
YOU'RE THE BES JUDGE OF THAT.
YOU STILL DON'T LIKE ME,
DO YOU, SUSANNA?
LOOK, EVELYN,
YOU'RE MY SISTER-
OH, DON'T LET THAT STOP
YOU FROM SPEAKING THE TRUTH,
ONLY I THOUGHT AFTER 5
YEARS, YOU MIGHT HAVE CHANGED.
AND I THOUGHT YOU
MIGHT HAVE CHANGED.
HAVEN'T I?
DID YOU EVER HEAR
OF "THE BOUNCE"?
THE WHAT?
"THE BOUNCE."
YOU LOVE SOMEBODY AND SOMETHING...
SOMETHING SILLY HAPPENS.
SO YOU THINK YOU'LL FALL IN
LOVE WITH SOMEONE ELSE, SO,
JUST TO GET EVEN, YOU BOUNCE
INTO SOMEBODY ELSE'S ARMS.
IS THAT WHY YOU
MARRIED HAL BURTON?
HE WAS SECOND CHOICE.
OH, IT'S WORKED OUT FINE.
I WAS PROUD OF HIM AND,
SNOB THAT I AM, PROUD
TO BE CALLED "LADY BURTON."
WELL, I'M STILL
"LADY BURTON"-
THE KID HERSELF,
IN PERSON-
BUT LOVE...
WHAT DO YOU KNOW
ABOUT LOVE?
ENOUGH TO KNOW IT OUGH TO HIT YOU LIKE A BRICK WALL.
IS THIS FRIEND OF YOURS,
UH, WHAT'S-HIS-NAME-
IS HE A GOOD ARTIST?
YES...
AND YOU KNOW HIS NAME
AS WELL AS I DO.
COULD HE PAIN A PORTRAIT?
NOT YOURS.
BECAUSE I WAS THINKING,
AFTER ALL, I HAVE GOT A TITLE,
NOT THAT IT MATTERS
ANYMORE, BUT-HA-
THERE ARE STILL FOOLS
WHO ARE IMPRESSED BY IT.
I THOUGHT HE MIGHT PAINT ME
IN MY AMBULANCE CORPS UNIFORM.
I COULD SELL IT FOR THE
SPITFIRE FUND, YOU KNOW-
PORTRAIT OF LADY BURTON,
BY GIG YOUNG.
THAT IS HIS NAME,
ISN'T IT?
LOOK, EVELYN...
AS FAR BACK
AS I CAN REMEMBER,
EVERYTHING I'VE HAD
YOU WANTED
AND MOST OF THE TIME,
YOU GOT IT-
MY FAVORITE TOY,
THE BOOK
I TREASURED,
THE DOLL
I LOVED BEST.
YOU'RE NOT GOING TO GE GIG YOUNG AWAY FROM ME.
OH, DON'T BE SO
RIDICULOUS, SUSANNA!
CAN'T A MAN PAINT A PORTRAIT OF A
WOMAN WITHOUT IT LEADING TO SOMETHING?
NOT WHEN YOU'RE
THE WOMAN.
I SAW HOW YOU LOOKED
AT HIM TODAY.
I MIGHT HAVE KNOWN SOMETHING
LIKE THIS WOULD HAPPEN.
I MIGHT HAVE KNOWN I COULDN' HAVE A LITTLE HAPPINESS
WITHOUT YOU COMING BACK
AND SPOILING IT.
BUT I HAVEN'T DONE
ANYTHING.
NO, BUT YOU WILL,
AND THERE'S NO USE
TRYING TO STOP YOU!
SUSANNA.
YOU SHOULDN'T MARRY
A MAN YOU CAN'T TRUST.
YES, I KNOW!
WHEN YOU PUT A CHILD
IN A CAGE WITH
A MAN-EATING TIGER
AND THE TIGER
MAULS THE CHILD,
YOU SLAP THE CHILD!
WHY, SUSANNA, YOU CAT.
AND AFTER THAT,
MR. BARCLAY,
I DISASSOCIATED MYSELF
COMPLETELY
FROM THE GAYLORD SISTERS.
I HEARD THEY FIRED YOU,
SEVERAL WEEKS AGO.
THAT'S THE STORY THEY TELL
AND I HAVEN'T DENIED IT.
AS A MATTER OF FACT, I
- I'VE LEANED OVER BACKWARDS
TO AVOID EMBARRASSING
THEM IN ANY WAY.
I'VE EVEN WAITED
ALL THIS TIME
BEFORE COMING TO YOU
WITH MY PROPOSITION.
OH? YOU HAVE
A PROPOSITION?
I WAS ATTORNEY FOR THE GAYLORD
SISTERS FOR A GOOD MANY YEARS-
IN FACT, EVER SINCE
OLD MR. VAN RENNSAELER DIED.
YES?
AND I KNOW
A GREAT DEAL MORE
ABOUT THE GAYLORD SISTERS
THAN THEY SUSPECT.
I HAVE NO DOUBT.
MR. BARCLAY...
SUPPOSE I COULD GIVE YOU
CERTAIN INFORMATION
WHICH WOULD ENABLE YOU
TO BUY THE GAYLORD HOUSE,
TEAR IT DOWN, AND COMPLETE
YOUR BARCLAY SQUARE PROJECT?
YOU HAVE SUCH
INFORMATION, MR. GIBBON?
I HAVE.
AND YOU WISH TO SELL ME
THAT INFORMATION, MR. GIBBON?
WELL, "SELL" ISN' EXACTLY THE WORD.
LET'S SAY I'M WILLING TO GIVE YOU
THESE FACTS IN RETURN FOR A FAVOR.
OH, I SEE.
WELL, MR. GIBBON, BEFORE I
ASK YOU WHAT THAT FAVOR IS,
I'D WANT TO BE SURE THAT THE
INFORMATION WAS SOMETHING I COULD USE,
UH, LEGALLY
OR ETHICALLY.
MR. BARCLAY, WHAT I KNOW
CONCERNS A CERTAIN PERSON.
AND IF THAT PERSON FOUND OU THAT YOU'D DISCOVERED THIS SECRE AND WERE IN A POSITION
TO PUBLICIZE IT,
THAT PERSON WOULD DO ANYTHING
TO PREVENT SUCH PUBLICITY.
IT ISN'T A QUESTION
OF WHAT'S LEGAL OR ETHICAL.
IT'S A CHANCE TO SETTLE
THE ESTATE
AND TO MAKE HER AGREE
TO YOUR TERMS-
MAKE HER AGREE?
WELL, NATURALLY, IT'S
ONE OF THE SISTERS AND-
AND YOU DON'T WANT TO
SELL THE INFORMATION, EH?
UM... NOT FOR MONEY.
I SEE.
A- AT THE RATE YOUR
HOLDINGS ARE INCREASING,
YOUR LEGAL STAFF IS
BOUND TO INCREASE, TOO,
AND I'D CONSIDER IT A PRIVILEGE
TO BE ASSOCIATED WITH YOU,
TO-TO REPRESENT YOU IN SOME OF
THESE MERGERS YOU'RE UNDERTAKING.
YES?
BOARDROOM.
MR. GIBBON,
I'M TERRIBLY SORRY
OUR DISCUSSION HAS
TO BE INTERRUPTED,
PARTICULARLY
AT THIS POINT.
NO, NO. I DON'T MEAN
THAT YOU SHOULD GO-
THAT IS, IF YOU
DON'T MIND WAITING.
OH, NOT AT ALL.
GLAD TO.
WELL, SIT DOWN,
WON'T YOU?
WELL, THANK YOU.
CIGAR, MR. GIBBON?
OH, THANK YOU
VERY MUCH.
AND, UH, IF YOU SHOULD GET THIRSTY...
JUST HELP YOURSELF.
ALL THE COMFORTS
OF HOME.
I SPEND MANY HOURS
HERE, MR. GIBBON.
WELL, THIS IS A-
OH... I THOUGHT IT WAS-
I'M SUSANNA GAYLORD.
I SEE...
I'M SORRY. I-
YOU EXPECTED FIONA.
YOU THOUGHT THE MOUNTAIN
HAD COME TO MOHAMMED.
HMM... I SHOULD HAVE
KNOWN BETTER.
YES, YOU SHOULD.
MR. BARCLAY, I'M NOT GOING
TO TRY TO BE CLEVER WITH YOU.
I DON'T KNOW HOW.
YOU SEE, I'M...
I'M THE STUPID ONE
OF THE FAMILY.
WON'T YOU SIT DOWN?
NO, THANK YOU.
I- I CAN HANG ON
TO MY COURAGE BETTER
STANDING UP.
AM I SO TERRIFYING?
NO, NOT YOU-
FIONA.
IF SHE KNEW
I CAME HERE...
MR. BARCLAY,
WON'T YOU SEE
MY SISTER?
CERTAINLY. I'D BE DELIGHTED
TO SEE YOUR SISTER.
BUT JUST WHAT DO YOU THINK WOULD
BE ACCOMPLISHED BY MY SEEING HER?
I'VE MADE HER AN OFFER-
A VERY GENEROUS ONE.
IT WAS REFUSED-
NOT ONCE, BUT 20 TIMES.
WELL, I...
I JUST THOUGHT YOU MIGHT COME
TO SOME SORT OF COMPROMISE.
COMPROMISE? WHY...
THAT WOULD MEAN THAT ONE
OF US WOULD HAVE TO GIVE IN.
DID YOU THINK IT WOULD BE YOUR SISTER?
NO.
YOU THINK
IT WOULD BE ME?
NOT NOW.
I SEE IT'S HOPELESS.
YOU AND FIONA WILL
GO ON FIGHTING
TILL THERE'S NOTHING
LEFT TO THE ESTATE,
NOTHING LEFT OF OUR
LIVES, NOTHING LEFT OF US.
WELL, IT'S A PITY YOUR
SISTER CAN'T SEE IT THAT WAY.
I THINK SHE DOES, BUT SHE'S
TOO PROUD TO CARE.
I WAS SILLY
TO COME HERE. I...
I JUST THOUGHT THAT...
I CAN'T TALK TO YOU ABOUT LAW
OR SELLING THE GAYLORD HOUSE.
THAT-THAT'S JUS A MUDDLE TO ME.
ALL I KNOW IS I'M
- I'M SO UNHAPPY I WISH I WERE DEAD!
OH, COME NOW,
MISS SUSANNA.
THINGS CAN' BE THAT BAD.
OH, BUT THEY ARE! YOU
DON'T KNOW WHAT IT MEANS TO-
TO BE IN LOVE?
HOW'D YOU KNOW?
WELL... WHEN A WOMAN
IS YOUNG AND PRETTY
AND UNHAPPY,
IT'S USUALLY LOVE.
PLEASE, MR. BARCLAY,
DON'T SMILE.
I- I CAN'T EXPLAIN ALL
THE COMPLICATIONS TO YOU,
NOT WITHOUT A GREAT DEAL
OF DISLOYALTY...
BUT THIS MAN-I...
I LOVE HIM VERY MUCH,
AND UNLESS THE CASE IS
SETTLED, I'M GOING TO LOSE HIM.
YOU MEAN THE SUCCESSFUL CONCLUSION OF
YOUR... YOUR ROMANCE DEPENDS ON MONEY?
OH, NO! NO, NO THE WAY YOU MEAN!
MR. BARCLAY, I...
I- I CAN'T EXPLAIN
EVERYTHING...
BUT...
WE GAYLORDS ARE
A QUEER LOT.
WE LOVE EACH OTHER,
SOMETIMES WE HATE
EACH OTHER.
THERE'S A WILD STRAIN
OF BLOOD IN US.
SOME OF THE EARLY
GAYLORDS WERE PIRATES.
SOME OF US ARE
PIRATES STILL,
WANTING WHAT ISN'T OURS
AND TAKING IT.
WE'VE BEEN HANDCUFFED
TOGETHER THROUGH THIS LAWSUI LIKE THE MAN WHO WAS
HANDCUFFED TO A CORPSE!
MR. BARCLAY...
IF THE CASE ISN' SETTLED SOON...
MY LIFE'S GOING
TO BE RUINED!
WOULD YOU CARE TO SEE
IF YOUR SISTER'S AT HOME?
OH, THANK YOU.
HELLO?
HELLO? HELLO?
OH, IT'S YOU, AUSTIN.
WHAT?
I'VE BEEN TO THE ZOO.
OH, AT THE ZOO?
WELL, WHERE ARE THEY NOW?
OH. WELL, WELL, IS
MY SISTER FIONA HOME?
WELL-WELL,
GO FIND SASKIA, THEN.
YES, MA'AM. I'LL TELL
HER YOU'RE WAITING.
NO, NO!
DON'T HANG UP, AUSTIN!
HELLO?
AUSTIN! AUS-
OH...
HE HUNG UP.
WHO?
OH, I'VE TOLD THEM NEVER TO
LET THAT CHILD ANSWER THE PHONE.
YOUR...
SISTER'S CHILD?
EVELYN?
NO, EVELYN DOESN' HAVE ANY CHILDREN.
IT'S A LITTLE BOY THAT FIONA
BROUGHT DOWN FROM THE COUNTRY.
HE'S BEEN STAYING
WITH US.
I SEE.
WELL, PERHAPS IT WASN' SUCH A GOOD IDEA, AFTER ALL.
I, UH, ACTED
ON IMPULSE-
SOMETHING, I MUST SAY,
THAT'S RATHER UNUSUAL FOR ME.
BUT THEN, TEARS CAN
BE VERY PERSUASIVE.
WELL, I-I DIDN' MEAN TO CRY.
I KNOW. THAT'S WHY
IT WAS SO EFFECTIVE.
YOU WON'T BE HARD ON THE LITTLE FELLOW?
HE... HE IS A LITTLE
CHAP, ISN'T HE?
HE'S 6.
6? WHY-WHY,
THAT'S JUST A BABY.
IF FIONA HAD BEEN HOME,
YOU'D HAVE GONE TO SEE HER?
I MAY YET.
JUST ONE THING-
I'D LIKE YOU NOT TO
MENTION YOUR VISIT HERE.
OH, I SHAN'T.
I SHAN'T SAY A WORD.
YOU KNOW, HEARING YOU TALK
ABOUT THIS LITTLE BOY, UH,
WHAT'S HIS NAME?
AUSTIN.
THAT TAKES ME BACK
TO MY FIRST CIRCUS.
THERE WERE ELEPHANTS AND
GIRAFFES AND ALL THE REST OF THEM,
BUT YOU KNOW WHA IMPRESSED ME MOST OF ALL?
WHAT?
THE ACROBATS.
BOY, I USED
TO DREAM AT NIGH ABOUT WEARING
SPANGLED PANTS
AND BALANCING
ON A TIGHTROPE.
YES, I WALKED MANY
A TIGHTROPE SINCE,
BUT I NEVER GO THE SPANGLED PANTS.
WELL, GOOD-BYE,
MISS SUSANNA.
TRY NOT TO WORRY
TOO MUCH.
THANK YOU.
AFTER ALL, THIS CASE
MAY BE OVER
MUCH SOONER
THAN YOU THINK.
YOU WERE SAYING,
MR. GIBBON?
UH, BEFORE I GO ON,
MR. BARCLAY,
PERHAPS I SHOULD POINT OUT THAT MY
LONG ASSOCIATION WITH THE GAYLORD CASE
MAKES MY SERVICES
ALMOST INDISPENSABLE.
OH, YES, YES.
OF COURSE.
BUT BEFORE WE DISCUSS
THAT, MR. GIBBON...
I WANT TO BE SURE
THE INFORMATION
YOU WISH TO GIVE ME
IS REALLY VALUABLE.
VALUABLE? I'VE ALREADY
TOLD YOU THAT IT-
AND IT CAN ONLY
BE VALUABLE
IF IT'S SOMETHING
I DON'T ALREADY KNOW.
AH, YOU COULDN'T KNOW WHA I HAVE TO TELL YOU. HEH!
WHY NOT?
WELL, IF YOU'D KNOWN IT,
YOU WOULD HAVE USED IT.
PERHAPS,
PERHAPS NOT...
UH, MR. GIBBON, I ASSUME THE
INFORMATION YOU WISH TO GIVE ME
IS OF A SOMEWHAT, UH,
SCANDALOUS NATURE?
IF IT WASN'T, I WOULDN'T BE VERY VALUABLE.
AND WITH WOMEN, SCANDAL AND SEX
ARE NEARLY ALWAYS SYNONYMOUS.
IF WE CAN JUST COME
TO TERMS,
I- I'LL TELL YOU
WHAT I KNOW
AND SAVE ALL THIS
SPARRING ABOUT.
DON'T YOU SEE, MR.
GIBBON, I WANT TO BE SURE
THAT I'M NOT GOING TO PAY FOR
SOMETHING I ALREADY POSSESS.
EVEN YOU, AS A LAWYER, MUS KNOW THAT'S BAD BUSINESS,
AND I AM A GOOD
BUSINESSMAN.
THAT'S WHY
I'VE COME TO YOU.
HAVE YOU COME TO TELL ME THAT FIONA
GAYLORD IS THE MOTHER OF A CHILD?
HOW DID YOU KNOW THAT?
OH, I TOO HAVE WAYS OF
FINDING THINGS OUT, MR. GIBBON.
YOU MEAN TO SAY Y
- YOU'VE HAD THIS INFORMATION,
AND YOU HAVEN' USED IT?
NO, NOT YET.
SO YOU SEE, MR. GIBBON,
YOU'VE COME TO TELL ME
SOMETHING I ALREADY KNOW.
JUST A MINUTE,
MR. BARCLAY!
AFTER ALL, YOU-YOU
OWE ME SOMETHING!
WELL, IF YOU WISH TO SEND ME
A BILL FOR YOUR TIME WASTED...
DO YOU KNOW WHY
I'M HERE?!
YES, I THOUGHT WE WEN OVER THAT PRETTY THOROUGHLY.
OH, NO,
WE HAVEN'T!
YOU KNOW VERY WELL THE
REASON I WAS CHUCKED OFF
THE GAYLORD CASE WAS
BECAUSE OF THE WAY
I SPRANG TO YOUR DEFENSE
IN JUDGE BARROWS' COURT!
SURELY, MR. GIBBON, THAT WAS
YOUR SENSE OF JUSTICE SPEAKING.
AND WHEN WE DO RIGH FOR RIGHT'S SAKE,
WE SHOULD NOT EXPEC TO BE REWARDED.
I DON'T THINK THERE'S
ANYTHING FURTHER
TO DISCUSS, MR. GIBBON.
UH, MR. GIBBON
IS LEAVING.
GLAD TO!
IF YOU SHOULD
EVER NEED ME,
DON'T HESITATE
TO CALL ME.
GET ME MR. WHEELER
ON THE PHONE.
AUSTIN!
YES, MA'AM?
WHAT ARE YOU DOING
UP THERE?
CHASING A DEER.
COME ON DOWN.
PICKED A FINE PLACE
FOR IT.
YOU SMELL OF PEANUTS.
UNCLE GIG TOOK ME
TO THE ZOO
AND WE FED THE BIG
MONKEY PEANUTS
AND I SORE
A GIRAFFE!
"SAW."
YES, MA'AM.
WE HAD POPCORN
AND HOT FRANKS
AND TWO KINDS
OF ICE CREAM!
UNCLE GIG
FELT MY MUSCLE.
HE SAID IT WAS BIGGER
THAN AN ERSTER!
"OYSTER."
YES, MA'AM.
I SUPPOSE YOU WERE
CHASING A DEER
IN THIS ROOM, TOO.
YES, MA'AM.
IT RAN AROUND THE TABLE.
WELL, YOU HELP ME
PICK THEM UP.
YES, MA'AM.
YOU KNOW, AUNT EVELYN
GAVE ME A QUARTER,
BUT UNCLE GIG WOULDN' LET ME SPEND ANY.
YOU MEAN SUSANNA,
DON'T YOU?
NO, I MEAN
AUNT EVELYN-
THE ONE WHO SAYS "BLIMEY"
AND CALLS ME "NIPPER."
WHEN DID YOU STAR THIS "AUNT" BUSINESS?
IT WAS UNCLE GIG.
HE SAID IT SOUNDED
MORE FRIENDLY,
LIKE WE WAS RELATIONS OR SOMETHIN'.
AM I A RELATION,
MISS GAYLORD?
IN A ROUNDABOUT WAY.
DO PEOPLE READ
THESE BOOKS?
NO, NOT IF THEY
CAN HELP IT.
WHAT DO YOU LIKE
TO READ-FUNNIES?
OH, THEY AIN' - I MEAN, THEY ARE NOT VERY GOOD.
I USED TO LIKE 'EM
WHEN I WAS LITTLE,
BUT NOW I LIKE DANIEL
BOONE AND BUFFALO BILL.
I REMEMBER BUFFALO BILL
COMING TO THIS HOUSE-
TO THIS VERY ROOM.
YOU MEAN YOU REALLY
SAW BUFFALO BILL?
I NOT ONLY SAW HIM,
HE KISSED ME.
BUFFALO BILL
KISSING GIRLS!
WELL, I WAS ONLY
A LITTLE GIRL.
WHAT DID HE
LOOK LIKE?
DID HE WEAR HIS BIG WHITE
HAT, HERE IN THIS VERY ROOM?
YES, HE DID.
AND DID HE
REALLY HAVE
LONG, WHITE HAIR
DOWN TO HERE?
OH, YES! OH,
I REMEMBER IT SO WELL!
IT WAS A WINTER DAY
AND PAPA-
MY FATHER-
MM-HMM?
INVITED A LO OF FRIENDS FOR DINNER.
I WAS SO EXCITED
TO BE ALLOWED TO COME.
I RAN DOWN THE STAIRS
AND WALKED INTO THE ROOM
AND THERE WAS PAPA,
AND OVER THERE...
WAS... BUFFALO BILL.
OH, HELLO, FIONA.
HELLO, SUSANNA.
UM, AUSTIN AND I ARE
JUST TIDYING UP.
COME ALONG, AUSTIN. THERE
ARE A FEW WE DIDN'T GET.
NOT SO MANY AT A TIME,
AUSTIN. THEY'RE HEAVY.
OH, I'M STRONG.
UNCLE GIG FELT MY
MUSCLE.
HE SAID IT WAS BIGGER
THAN AN ERSTER-OYSTER!
AND YOU LEARN
BY YOUR MISTAKES.
THAT'S MORE THAN I CAN
SAY FOR YOUR MOTHER.
DID YOU KNOW MY
MOTHER?
BEFORE YOU WERE BORN.
I THINK SASKIA HAS
YOUR DINNER READY.
YOU BETTER GO
DOWNSTAIRS.
ALREADY? I KNOW,
VITAMINS AND VEGETABLES,
VEGETABLES AND VITAMINS.
SUSANNA,
WHAT'S HAPPENED TO YOU?
NOTHING.
YOU LOOK DIFFERENT.
I'VE JUST HAD
FRESH, PURE AIR.
FIONA, DO YOU THINK
THIS CASE MIGHT BE
SETTLED SOONER
THAN WE THINK?
OH, I KNOW! YOU'VE BEEN
TO A FORTUNE-TELLER.
WHAT DID SHE SAY?
IT WASN'T A "SHE."
ALL RIGHT,
WHAT DID HE SAY?
THAT IT MIGHT BE SETTLED
SOONER THAN WE THINK.
HO HO! SUSIE, SUSIE!
WHAT A GAYLORD!
I'M SORRY IF I TELEPHONED YOU SO LATE,
BUT I HAD TO
SEE YOU TONIGHT.
WHAT IS IT?
IT'S SOMETHING I WAN TO TALK TO YOU ABOUT.
COME TO
THE LIBRARY.
THEY GOT ME OUT OF BED AN
HOUR AGO WITH THIS LETTER,
TELLING ME SOMETHING THAT YOU AS
MY CLIENT SHOULD HAVE TOLD ME FIRST.
MISS GAYLORD...
WHEN I ENTERED THE
PICTURE AS YOUR ATTORNEY,
I HAD NO IDEA A SITUATION
LIKE THIS WOULD EVER ARISE.
BUT IT HAS, AND
I AM YOUR ATTORNEY.
AT LEAST,
FOR THE PRESENT.
NOW I MUST HAVE
THIS WHOLE STORY,
TRUTHFULLY, FROM
START TO FINISH.
NOT NOW.
NOT TONIGHT.
CAN YOU BE AT MY OFFICE THE
FIRST THING IN THE MORNING?
YES.
VERY WELL.
OF COURSE, I SHOULD
BE VERY ANGRY WITH YOU,
BUT YOU'VE GONE THROUGH A GREAT DEAL,
AND YOU'RE
A WOMAN.
YES...
THAT'S WHAT GOT ME
INTO ALL MY TROUBLE.
GOOD NIGHT.
SUSANNA!
EVELYN!
WHAT IS IT?
COME OUT HERE.
EVELYN, EVELYN.
YES, FIONA.
WHAT IS IT,
FIONA?
COME INTO MY BEDROOM, PLEASE.
SISTER HAS A BEDTIME
STORY TO TELL YOU.
OH, GOOD. I LOVE
BEDTIME STORIES.
MUST BE IMPORTANT-
IT IS.
GET INTO BED.
IT'S RATHER CHILLY.
YOU MAY AS WELL KNOW THAT WE'RE GOING
TO HAVE ONE CHOICE, JUICY SCANDAL
BREAK OVER OUR HEADS.
WHAT KIND
OF A SCANDAL?
ABOUT AUSTIN'S MOTHER.
WHO IS SHE?
I AM.
WHO'S
THE FATHER?
CHARLES BARCLAY.
CHARLES BARCLAY?
NO!
OH, I WISH
YOU WERE RIGHT.
DO YOU REMEMBER
WHEN I WAS 21
AND I SUDDENLY GOT MY
HANDS ON SOME MONEY-
THE MONEY THA ENABLED YOU, EVELYN,
TO GO TO EUROPE
AND GET MARRIED?
YEAH.
AND THE MONEY THAT GAVE
YOU YOUR DEBUT, SUSANNA?
OUR GREAT-AUNT SOPHRONIA
DIED AND LEFT $100,000
TO BE GIVEN ME
THE DAY I GOT MARRIED.
WE WERE STILL LIVING LIKE
GAYLORDS IN THOSE DAYS,
AND WE NEEDED THAT MONEY-
WE HAD TO HAVE IT.
REMEMBER COUSIN WILLIE, THE PIMPLY-FACED
KID WHO WAS ALWAYS CRAZY ABOUT ME?
WELL, I THOUGH I COULD MARRY HIM,
GIVE HIM $25,000
OF THE $100,000,
AND CALL IT A DAY.
I MADE OLD VAN RENNSAELER ADVANCE ME
THAT MUCH, AND I STARTED FOR VERMONT.
HEY!
WHERE DO
YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING?
WOODLAND. ISN' THIS THE WAY?
NOT OVER THIS BRIDGE.
HEY!
HEY, IDIOT!
DON'T GO BACK
OVER THAT PAVING-
NOW LOOK WHAT YOU'VE
DONE TO MY ASPHALT.
YOU KNOW THIS IS
GOING TO HOLD ME UP?
IF I FINISHED IN TIME, I WAS
GOING TO GET A BONUS. BUT YOU HA-
I'M SO SORRY.
HA HA!
OH, WHY, THAT'S
ALL RIGHT.
IT'S A PRETTY
LITTLE BRIDGE.
AND SUDDENLY, HE
GOT THAT SPANIEL LOOK IN HIS EYES.
THE WAY SNOOKY USED TO LOOK
WHEN HE SAW HIS DINNER,
AND I GOT AN IDEA.
I TOLD HIM
A FANTASTIC STORY
OF HUNTING FOR A QUIET LITTLE
PLACE TO STOP FOR A FEW DAYS' REST-
THAT I WAS JUST RECOVERING
FROM THE LOSS OF A DEAR ONE,
AND THAT I THOUGHT TIME,
THE GREAT HEALER,
WOULD COME TO MY RESCUE A LITTLE
QUICKER WITH MOTHER NATURE AT HIS SIDE.
WELL, HE KNEW JUS THE PLACE FOR ME TO STAY,
A FARMHOUSE IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD
WHICH TOOK A FEW PAYING GUESTS.
BEFORE YOU COULD SAY "KNIFE,"
HE HOPPED INTO THE CAR BESIDE ME
TO SHOW ME THE WAY.
HE TOLD ME SPINNING THE TIRE IN THA HOT ASPHALT HADN'T DONE IT ANY GOOD.
HE'D CHANGE IT.
BUT HE DIDN'T WANT ME
STANDING ABOUT IN THE HOT SUN.
WE WERE VERY CLOSE
TO THE FARMHOUSE,
AND THERE WAS A SHORTCU THROUGH THE MEADOW.
THEN HE GOT THA SPANIEL LOOK AGAIN.
HE'D HAVE TO CARRY ME
ACROSS THE BROOK.
I... SHYLY AGREED.
HE PROMISED
HE'D BE VERY CAREFUL.
THOSE STEPPING STONES,
AND ME WITH MY SOFT LITTLE ARMS
ABOUT HIS STRONG, SUNBURNED NECK,
AND HIS MANLY HEART POUNDING
AGAINST THAT HONEST LEATHER JACKET...
BY THIS TIME,
I WAS SOLD ON MY IDEA.
WHY GO CHASING
ALL THE WAY UPSTATE
AFTER PIMPLE-FACED
COUSIN WILLIE
WHEN I HAD A MUCH MORE ATTRACTIVE
SAP FOR MY PURPOSE CLOSER AT HAND?
I SAID TO MYSELF, "HE'S JUST A
COUNTRY BUMPKIN FULL OF ROMANTIC IDEAS.
"A FEW DAYS OF
BUCOLIC LOVEMAKING,
"A FEW MOONLIGHT NIGHTS,
"AND I'LL HAVE
A RING ON ONE HAND
AND AUNT SOPHRONIA'S
MONEY IN THE OTHER."
THE EVENINGS I SPEN ON THAT FRONT PORCH
WITH HIM TRYING
TO HOLD MY HAND!
BUT I WAS FULL OF GIRLISH
MODESTY AND PLAYED HARD-TO-GET.
AND IF YOU THINK
THAT WAS EASY,
YOU SHOULD TRY TO BE GIRLISH
AND SEDUCTIVE AT THE SAME TIME.
I WALKED OVER AND SAT DEMURELY
IN THAT HIDEOUS ROCKING CHAIR,
WHICH NOT ONLY SQUEAKED,
BUT HAD HORSEHAIR IN THE SEAT.
HE ROSE TO THE BAI LIKE A TROUT GOING UPSTREAM.
HE LEANED OVER THE RAILING
AND TOOK MY HAND AGAIN.
AND I WAS ABOU TO LET HIM KISS ME...
WHEN THE FARMER'S GRANDDAUGHTER
CAME OUT AND BROKE THE SPELL.
I THREW HIM
A SOFT AND PLEADING LOOK
AND ROSE INVITINGLY TO MY FEET, AS
IF TO SAY THAT THE MOMENT BETWEEN US
WAS TOO SACRED TO BE
SHARED WITH ANYONE,
AND I LURED HIM
OFF THE PORCH
OUT TOWARDS
THE APPLE ORCHARD.
THE SETTING WAS PERFECT.
A STICKY FULL MOON AND
ME IN A TRAILING CHIFFON DRESS.
A STALWART, SILENT HERO
AT MY SIDE.
I EXPECTED AT ANY MOMENT TO HEAR AN
ORCHESTRA STRIKE UP AND
THE TENOR SING A SOLO.
YOU KNOW, APPLE BLOSSOMS,
MOONLIGHT, AND YOU.
WE WALKED UNTIL I THOUGHT HE WOULDN' HAVE STRENGTH ENOUGH LEFT TO PROPOSE.
SO I PICKED OUT THE BIGGES AND JUICIEST APPLE TREE
AND PARKED MYSELF UNDER IT.
I KNEW THE GREAT MOMEN WAS AT HAND.
I PUSHED THE GUY ASIDE SO THE MOONLIGH STRUCK MY FACE AT JUST THE RIGHT ANGLE.
AND WHEN HE FINALLY SAID,
"WILL YOU MARRY ME,"
I HUNG MY HEAD,
COUNTED 10,
AND SHYLY WHISPERED, "YES."
I'LL NEVER FORGET THE STINK
OF THOSE APPLE BLOSSOMS!
YOU SHOULD HAVE SEEN ME
AS A BRIDE.
I WAS TERRIFIC.
THE PICTURE
OF INNOCENT MAIDENHOOD.
STANDING WITH RELUCTANT FEE WHERE THE BROOK AND RIVER MEET.
AND AS FOR MY COSTUME,
I WENT THE WHOLE HOG.
WHITE SATIN DRESS,
MISTY WEDDING VEIL,
SOMETHING OLD,
SOMETHING NEW,
SOMETHING BORROWED,
AND SOMETHING BLUE.
I EVEN WORE 3 PETTICOATS
TO PUT ME IN THE MOOD.
WITH THE MARRIAGE CEREMONY
SAFELY OVER,
I STARTED TO WORK UP
TO MY BIG ACTING SCENE.
I HAD LAIN AWAKE NIGHTS
FIGURING IT ALL OUT.
WITH CHARLES BARCLAY
IT WOULD BE SO SIMPLE.
HE THOUGHT ALL WOMEN
WERE INNOCENT ANGELS.
SO I SUDDENLY HAD
AN ATTACK OF THE "VAPORS,"
AS OUR VICTORIAN GRANDMOTHERS
USED TO CALL THEM.
I MOANED, GASPED,
AND FLUTTERED.
I PRETENDED TO BE
A LITTLE FAINT AND,
FULL OF APOLOGIES AND REGRETS,
GOT UP FROM THE TABLE,
SWAYED WEAKLY,
AND THEN I-I TOTTERED
TOWARDS THE STAIRS.
THERE I HESITATED AND DRAPED MYSELF
OVER THE BANISTER LIKE MONDAY'S WASH.
I TOOK A PEEK AND SAW THA HE WAS FOLLOWING ME.
I MADE A BRAVE EFFOR TO RECOVER MYSELF
BUT SWOONED IN HIS ARMS.
KATHARINE CORNELL
COULDN'T HAVE DONE IT BETTER.
HE CARRIED ME UPSTAIRS
TO THE BRIDAL SUITE
AND LAID ME DOWN ON THE BED
LIKE A LILY AND KNELT BESIDE ME.
THEN I THOUGHT, "GREAT HEAVENS,
HOW WILL I GET RID OF HIM?"
WITH A TERRIFIC EFFORT, I MANAGED TO LE MY EYELIDS FLICKER OPEN AND MURMUR FAINTLY
THAT IF HE'D ONLY GET ME SOME SEL
VOLATILE FROM THE VILLAGE DRUGSTORE,
THAT I'D HAD ATTACKS LIKE THIS OCCASIONALLY,
WHEN MY EMOTIONS WERE DEEPLY STIRRED.
ONE LAST CONNUBIAL KISS, AND MY
ROMEO WAS OFF TO THE DRUGSTORE.
I FIGURED IT WOULD TAKE HIM HALF AN
HOUR TO GET TO THE VILLAGE AND BACK,
AND IN THAT TIME, I'D BE
DRESSED, CHANGED, AND ON MY WAY.
I GOT THE MONEY
OUT OF THE SUITCASE,
THE RING OFF MY FINGER,
AND I PUT IT IN AN ENVELOPE WITH A
LETTER I'D WRITTEN THE NIGHT BEFORE,
TELLING HIM HE HAD
A WIFE IN NAME ONLY, AND WHY.
I MADE THE EXPLANATION
AS TACTFUL AS I COULD.
IT WASN'T EXACTLY
THE SORT OF THING
AN EAGER BRIDEGROOM IS WAITING
TO HEAR ON HIS WEDDING NIGHT.
I WAS JUST READY
TO SNEAK OUT WHEN-
IT'S
$25,000.
THAT'S A LOT OF MONEY.
YOU'RE, AH, GOING TO KEEP IT?
YES.
AND YOU'RE GOING TO LET ME LEAVE YOU?
YES.
DIVORCE YOU?
YES.
BUT YOU SAID
YOU WERE
GOING TO LET ME
LEAVE YOU.
I AM.
WHEN?
TOMORROW.
AND DON'T SCREAM.
I'M YOUR HUSBAND.
HA HA HA!
OH, MY DARLING
SPINSTER SISTER,
HOW YOU'VE
BEEN HAD.
OH, EVELYN!
STOP!
BUT CHARLES BARCLAY WILL
NEVER KNOW THAT CHILD IS HIS.
NOW, MY GIRL, LE THAT BE A LESSON TO YOU
NOT TO GO RUNNING AROUND THE COUNTRY
DECEIVING
STRANGE MEN.
DON'T YOU SEE
YOU WRONGED HIM?
YOU TOOK HIS
LOVE AND TRUS AND TRAMPLED
THEM IN THE MUD.
HE WAS THE
VILLAGE MAID
AND YOU'RE THE
CITY SLICKER.
I DON'T SEE THA IT WAS SO WRONG.
HE GOT $25,000.
WAS THAT THE MONEY
THAT HE USED
TO WIN HIS WAY TO
FAME AND FORTUNE?
YES.
GRABBED THE GIRL,
GRABBED THE MONEY,
WHIRLED AWAY ON
A ROLLS-ROYCE
AND LEFT YOU
WITH THE BABY BUGGY.
NOW, WHY SHOULD YOU TWO
GET ALL THE EXCITING MEN?
FIONA, THERE'S SOMETHING
I OUGHT TO
TELL YOU.
I WONDER HOW BARCLAY
FOUND OUT ABOUT IT.
I DON'T KNOW. IT MAY HAVE BEEN GIBBON.
THAT MAY BE WHY
HE THREATENED ME.
I NEVER THOUGHT OF THAT.
WELL, HE CAN' PROVE ANYTHING.
FIONA, WHAT HAVE YOU DONE
WITH AUSTIN ALL THIS TIME?
HE'S ONLY BEEN HERE
3 MONTHS.
KEPT HIM IN WOODLAND WITH MISS COPELAND.
OUR OLD NURSE.
SHE TOOK AUSTIN AS SOON AS HE WAS BORN.
I MEANT NEVER TO
SEE HIM AGAIN.
AS LONG AS I COULD FORGET THE CHILD,
I COULD FORGET TO WHOM
THE CHILD BELONGED.
AND WHATEVER MADE
YOU BRING HIM HERE?
I HAD TO.
COPEY DIED.
THERE WAS NO ONE ELSE I COULD TRUST.
THE CHILD HAD
TO COME HERE
SO THAT I STUMBLED
OVER HIM AT EVERY TURN.
THAT FUNNY LITTLE
FACE PEEKING AT ME,
REMINDING ME.
YOU SAY THA I FRIGHTEN HIM.
WELL, MAYBE I DO. MAYBE
I WANT TO FRIGHTEN HIM.
MAYBE I WANT TO KEEP HIM
AWAY FROM ME, MAYBE I-
YOU TWO BETTER
GO TO BED!
I'VE GOT A LO OF THINKING TO DO
BEFORE I FACE PEDLOCH
IN THE MORNING.
WOULDN'T IT BE IRONIC IF BARCLAY
SHOULDN'T ACCEPT HIM AS HIS OWN SON?
HE'LL NEVER KNOW.
BUT I TELL YOU I'M WILLING
TO ACCEPT THE BOY AS MY SON.
ISN'T THAT ENOUGH?
MR. CHARLES BARCLAY
IS WILLING TO SHARE
THE BOY'S UPBRINGING
AND TIME WITH HIS MOTHER.
WE APPRECIATE
THAT.
I KNOW THE CHILD
IS YOURS.
IF MISS FIONA GAYLORD
IS STILL NOT WILLING
TO ADMIT THA THE CHILD IS HERS,
THEN MY CLIENT HAS NOTHING LEFT TO DO
BUT TO
GO TO COURT.
YOU'LL HAVE TO
PROVE IT FIRST.
WE WILL PROVE IT, IN COURT,
AFTER A GREAT SCANDAL.
AUSTIN ISN'T MY SON
AND HE ISN'T YOUR SON,
AND THE WHOLE THING IS
NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS.
AS LONG AS MISS GAYLORD IS OPPOSED TO
ANY COMPROMISE,
I SUPPOSE WE'LL
HAVE TO RECONCILE OURSELVES
TO LITIGATION.
IF THERE'S ANYTHING TO LITIGATE.
WE MUST REMEMBER
THAT CHARLES BARCLAY
HAS FAILED TO
SUPPORT HIS CLAIM.
NATURALLY. WHATEVER
WE MAY HAVE IN THE WAY OF PROOF
WILL BE PRODUCED
AT THE PROPER TIME.
THIS IS MY LAS APPEAL TO YOU.
FROM NOW ON, IF YOU
DON'T LET REASON DECIDE,
THERE'LL BE
NOTHING BUT RUIN
FOR YOU AND
YOUR SISTERS.
AND IN THE END,
I'LL GET THE BOY.
IF YOU'RE
READY TO GO, CHARLES.
YES.
FIONA.
DON'T DO
ANYTHING MAD.
PLEASE.
GOOD-BYE,
MR. PEDLOCH.
GOOD-BYE,
MR. BARCLAY.
SORRY WE GOT NOWHERE WITH
THIS DISCUSSION, PEDLOCH.
GUESS I HAD
THE WRONG IDEA.
HAPPENS TO
THE BEST OF US.
I DON'T THINK THEY
HAVE MUCH TO GO ON.
I KNOW GILBERT WHEELER. IF HE'D HAD
A TRUMP CARD, HE'D HAVE PLAYED IT.
THE ONLY TRICK THEY HAVE
IS THE ONE FACT THA YOU WERE MARRIED
TO CHARLES BARCLAY.
THAT DOESN'T MEAN HE CAN
PROVE HE'S AUSTIN'S FATHER.
HE DOESN'T NEED TO.
WHAT?
HE ONLY NEEDS TO PROVE
THAT YOU ARE THE MOTHER.
I DON' UNDERSTAND.
WELL, YOU SHOULD KNOW A GREAT DEAL
ABOUT LAW BY NOW, MISS GAYLORD.
LEGITIMACY CANNOT BE QUESTIONED
WHEN A CHILD IS BORN IN WEDLOCK.
IS THAT CLEAR?
NO.
WELL, LET ME
PUT IT THIS WAY.
IF YOU ARE
THE MOTHER OF A CHILD,
AND IF THAT CHILD
IS BORN DURING A PERIOD
WHEN CHARLES BARCLAY
COULD HAVE BEEN ITS FATHER,
THE COURT, ANY COURT,
WILL ACKNOWLEDGE HIS CLAIMS.
I DIDN' KNOW THAT.
NO ONE EVER
TOLD ME.
COULD CHARLES BARCLAY HAVE
KNOWN WHEN THE CHILD WAS BORN?
NO.
OR WHERE THE CHILD
WAS BORN?
NO.
YOU'RE POSITIVE HE HAS NO PROOF
WHATSOEVER OF THESE ACCUSATIONS?
HE OR GIBBON?
POSITIVE.
IT WOULD BE
IMPOSSIBLE
FOR ANYONE TO PROVE ANYTHING.
THEY WOULD HAVE TO COMB THE RECORDS
OF EVERY COUNTY SEAT IN THE COUNTRY.
THEY WOULDN'T EVEN
KNOW UNDER WHAT NAME THE
CHILD'S BIRTH
WAS REGISTERED.
I SEE.
VERY WELL.
I'LL TELEPHONE WHEELER THE
FIRST THING IN THE MORNING
AND TELL HIM THE BURDEN
OF PROOF RESTS ON THEM.
OUR CASE IS CLEAR.
THERE SHE IS!
HERE, TAKE THIS.
AND ONE THING MORE,
YOUR HONOR.
AS A DESCENDENT OF PENN
GAYLORD, THE CHILD AUSTIN MAY,
UNDER THE TERMS
OF THIS WILL,
HAVE AN INTERES IN THIS ESTATE.
AND I THINK THAT THE
PARENTAGE OF THIS CHILD
SHOULD BE DETERMINED,
AND THAT HE SHOULD HAVE
SPECIAL GUARDIANS APPOINTED BY THE
COURT TO REPRESENT HIS INTERESTS.
AND I MIGHT ADD THA MY CLIENT HAS MADE EVERY EFFOR TO EFFECT AN AGREEMENT WITH MRS. FIONA
BARCLAY THAT WOULD AVOID A PUBLIC HEARING.
IT HAS BEEN HIS HOPE THAT A
SETTLEMENT MIGHT BE REACHED.
THAT WOULD BE VERY DESIRABLE
IF THERE IS A CHANCE FOR AGREEMENT.
THERE IS NO POSSIBILITY
OF THAT, YOUR HONOR.
THEN MR. WHEELER, YOU MAY
AS WELL PROCEED WITH YOUR EVIDENCE.
THEN I'LL CALL THE FIRS WITNESS: MR. FRED SIMMONS.
YOU SOLEMNLY SWEAR TO SPEAK
THE TRUTH, THE WHOLE TRUTH,
AND NOTHING BUT THE
TRUTH SO HELP YOU GOD?
I DO.
WILL YOU GIVE YOUR
FULL NAME, PLEASE?
FREDERICK CLAUSSON SIMMONS.
RESIDENCE?
WOODLAND, VERMONT.
OCCUPATION?
COUNTY CLERK
SINCE 1928.
NOW I'LL ASK IF YOU CAN IDENTIFY
THIS CERTIFIED PHOTOSTAT.
THIS IS A COPY
OF PAGE 237.
"REGISTER OF BIRTH,
FRANKLIN COUNTY, 1935."
I CALL YOUR ATTENTION TO AN
ENTRY SHOWING THE BIRTH OF ONE
AUSTIN COPELAND,
FEBRUARY 23, 1935.
WILL YOU READ THA ENTRY TO THE COURT?
"NAME OF CHILD: AUSTIN COPELAND. MALE.
"PLACE OF BIRTH:
WOODLAND, VERMONT.
"MOTHER'S NAME:
PENELOPE COPELAND.
FATHER'S NAME:
UNKNOWN."
THAT PROVES NOTHING!
CAN YOU TESTIFY THA THAT'S A TRUE COPY
OF THE ORIGINAL
BIRTH CERTIFICATE?
YES, SIR. COPIED IT MYSELF.
OFFER THIS IN EVIDENCE,
EXHIBIT "A".
SO ADMITTED.
ANY CROSS-EXAMINATION?
NO QUESTIONS.
THAT WILL BE ALL,
THANK YOU.
DR. THOMAS BIGELOW.
BUT AM I TO UNDERSTAND,
DR. BIGELOW,
THAT YOU CAN
RECALL THE CASE,
BUT YOU CANNO RECALL THE PATIENT?
WHEN I WAS SUMMONED FROM
NEW YORK FOR THIS CASE,
I KNEW NOTHING
BEYOND THE FAC THAT IT WAS AN EMERGENCY
AT THE MATERNITY HOSPITAL.
I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW THE NAME OF
THE PATIENT AFTER I ARRIVED THERE.
SHE WAS ALREADY
IN THE OPERATING ROOM
AND UNDER COMPLETE
ANESTHETIC WITHIN
A FEW MOMENTS
AFTER MY ARRIVAL.
AS SOON AS I HAD THE
CHILD SAFELY DELIVERED
AND THE MOTHER
RESTING COMFORTABLY,
I HAD TO RETURN
TO NEW YORK.
THE ONLY FACT I CAN TESTIFY TO IS
THAT I DID DELIVER A MALE INFAN ON THE NIGHT OF FEBRUARY
23, 1935, AT WOODLAND.
AND WHEN I RECEIVED
A CHECK FOR MY SERVICES,
IT WAS SIGNED WITH
THE NAME OF COPELAND.
THAT IS ALL YOU KNOW, DR. BIGELOW?
THAT IS ALL.
ANY CROSS-EXAMINATION?
NO QUESTIONS.
THANK YOU,
DOCTOR.
MISS IDA ORNER.
I'VE BEEN WITH THE WOODLAND
HOSPITAL FOR 23 YEARS.
AND IT WAS ON THE NIGH OF FEBRUARY 23, 1935,
AS THE RECORDS SHOW,
AND AS I REMEMBER,
BECAUSE IT WAS
THE NIGHT OF THE DAY
THAT I FIRST TOOK GAS
IN THE DENTISTS' OFFICE.
OLD DR. OLMSBY,
STILL PRACTICING.
WELL... A CASE
CAME IN IN LABOR,
AND DR. RANSOM SAID
THERE WERE COMPLICATIONS,
AND HE'D SENT FOR A
NEW YORK SPECIALIST.
AH, DR. BIGELOW, WHO
JUST LEFT THE STAND.
DO YOU REMEMBER
THE PATIENT?
OH, I SHOULD
SAY I DO.
WE HAD OUR HANDS FULL WITH THAT REDHEAD.
WOULD YOU KNOW THE PATIEN AGAIN IF YOU SAW HER?
I SHOULD
SAY I WOULD.
MISS ORNER, WOULD YOU LOOK
ABOUT THIS COURTROOM AND TELL ME
IF THE WOMAN WHOM YOU KNEW AS
PENELOPE COPELAND IS PRESENT?
I'LL DO MY BEST.
I THINK THAT'S HER
SITTING THERE AT THE TABLE.
ARE YOU SURE?
I'D BE SURER IF
SHE HAD HER HAT OFF.
MR. PEDLOCH.
WOULD YOU ASK YOUR CLIENT TO
STAND UP AND REMOVE HER HAT?
THAT'S THE ONE
ALL RIGHT.
THERE COULDN'T BE
TWO LIKE HER.
I HOPE IT'S ON
THE LEVEL THIS TIME.
I THINK SHE'S COMING TO NOW, SIR.
THEN WE DON'T NEED
TO CALL A DOCTOR?
NO, IT'S
ONLY A FAINT.
I'VE HAD LOTS OF EXPERIENCE WITH THEM,
ESPECIALLY IN BREACH OF
PROMISE AND DIVORCE CASES.
WELL THEN, I'LL BE GETTING
BACK TO THE COURTROOM,
AND YOU'LL CALL ME
IF YOU NEED ME.
YES, SIR.
THANK YOU.
THERE NOW, DEAR.
FEELING BETTER?
I THINK SO.
THERE.
I WONDER,
COULD...
COULD SOMEONE PLEASE
GET ME SOME BLACK COFFEE?
WELL, SURE
THEY COULD,
AND THE BES THING FOR YOU.
I'LL GET IT MYSELF.
PIPING HOT.
OH!
AH AH! NOW YOU JUST LIE
THERE NICE AND COMFORTABLE,
AND I WON' BE A MINUTE.
FIFTH AVENUE!
I THINK
THAT'S ENOUGH.
IF CHARLES BARCLAY
THINKS HE'S GOING TO
MARCH IN HERE WITH A COUR ORDER AND TAKE THIS BOY AWAY,
I'M GOING TO
SPOIL HIS PLEASURE.
ONCE YOU GET AUSTIN OU TO GIG'S PLACE, WE'RE SAFE.
NO ONE WILL EVER
SUSPECT HE'S THERE.
I'M GLAD YOU
THOUGHT OF IT.
I HOPE GIG
LIKES CHILDREN.
HE LIKES ME.
HE FELT MY MUSCLE,
AND HE SAID IT WAS BIGGER THAN AN ER-
YES, I KNOW.
ERSTER.
OYSTER.
NOW, LISTEN, AUSTIN.
YOU'RE TO STAY INSIDE
UNLESS YOU'RE WITH UNCLE GIG,
AND DON'T TELL
ANYONE YOUR NAME.
NO, MA'AM.
YOU'LL HAVE
A GOOD TIME THERE,
MUCH BETTER
THAN YOU DO HERE.
BUT I HAVE
A GOOD TIME HERE.
YOU DO?
SURE, I DO.
I LIKE IT FINE.
HURRY UP.
MISS GAYLORD, SASKIA SAYS YOU
HAVE NO HEART, ONLY A STOMACH.
COME ON.
QUICK! GO OU THROUGH THE COURTYARD.
YOU CAN GET A TAXI
AT THE SIDE STREET.
SASKIA, LET ME GE INTO THE LIBRARY FIRST,
THEN ANSWER THE BELL.
ARE YOU QUITE SURE YOU'RE
WELL ENOUGH TO SEE US?
OH, I'M ALL RIGHT NOW,
THANK YOU.
I'M SORRY TO HAVE CAUSED
SO MUCH TROUBLE.
I BROUGH MR. BARCLAY
AND MR. WHEELER
WITH ME.
I'M AFRAID WE HAVE SOME
RATHER BAD NEWS FOR YOU.
BAD NEWS IS NOT EXACTLY A
NOVELTY TO ME, MR. PEDLOCH.
I HAVE A COURT ORDER. FOR MY SON.
I'VE BEEN
EXPECTING THAT.
AND I'VE COME
TO TAKE HIM.
I'VE BEEN
EXPECTING THAT, TOO.
AND YOU INTEND
TO COMPLY WITH IT?
YES.
YES.
YOU'RE GOING TO
LET ME TAKE HIM?
OF COURSE
YOU MAY TAKE HIM...
IF YOU CAN
FIND HIM.
WHERE IS HE?
WELL, YOU SEE, THIS
IS A VERY OLD HOUSE,
AS YOU MAY
HAVE NOTICED,
AND WE'RE TERRIBLY
TROUBLED WITH RATS.
SO THERE'S A MAN, I
BELIEVE HE'S CALLED
THE PIED PIPER OF HAMLIN-YOU
MAY HAVE HEARD OF HIM.
AND HE CAME HERE
AND PLAYED
A LOVELY LITTLE TUNE
ON HIS PIPES.
AND AUSTIN HEARD HIM AND
FOLLOWED THE PIED PIPER
RIGHT OUT OF THE HOUSE
BEFORE I COULD STOP HIM.
YOU KNOW HOW
LITTLE BOYS ARE.
OH, I FORGOT. YOU HAVEN'T ANY CHILDREN.
I HAVE A SON.
YES?
YOU REALIZE THA WHAT YOU'RE DOING
CONSTITUTES
CONTEMPT OF COURT?
BUT I'M
DOING NOTHING.
YOU KNOW WHERE THAT CHILD IS.
NO, NOT A THE MOMENT.
WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO
DO ABOUT THIS, PEDLOCH?
IF I MAY HAVE A FEW MINUTES
WITH MY CLIENT, ALONE.
I CAME HERE PREPARED TO BE GENEROUS,
BUT YOU'VE MANAGED
TO KILL THAT DESIRE,
ALONG WITH EVERY OTHER DECEN IMPULSE I'VE EVER FELT FOR YOU.
HATE IS THE THING
YOU THRIVE ON,
AND IF THAT'S
WHAT YOU WANT,
THAT'S WHA YOU'RE GOING TO GET.
COME ON.
YOU KNOW WHERE
THAT CHILD IS.
OF COURSE I DO.
I'VE BEEN VERY PATIEN WITH YOU, MISS GAYLORD,
AND I KNOW BY NOW HOW USELESS
IT IS TO ARGUE WITH YOU.
SO I'M GOING
TO BE VERY FRANK.
I WON'T BE A PARTY
TO A CONSPIRACY.
EITHER YOU GET THAT CHILD
BACK HERE BY TOMORROW,
OR YOU GET YOURSELF
ANOTHER LAWYER.
WHY ARE YOU
SO RESTLESS?
STOP PACING LIKE A TIGER
IN THE ZOO OR SOMETHING.
BUT IT'S RATHER NEW
FOR ME TO HAVE A FAMILY.
LET ME GET USED TO MY EMBITTERED
EXISTENCE IN MY OWN WAY.
WELL!
ISN'T THAT NECK JUST A WEE BIT TOO LONG?
IT'S A GIRAFFE'S NECK.
GIRAFFES HAVE VERY LONG NECKS.
OH, I SEE.
DO YOU LIKE
TO PAINT, AUSTIN?
YES, SIR, UNCLE GIG. I DRAW, TOO.
YOU BET YOU DO!
I'LL TELL YOU
WHAT WE'LL DO.
WHAT?
WE'LL GET A COLOR BOX, AND
WE'LL PAINT A PICTURE TOGETHER.
THEN WE'LL HAVE SOME
REALLY GOOD PAINTINGS, HUH?
LOOK AT YOUR FACE!
WHAT'S WRONG
WITH IT?
IT'S FILTHY! GO AND WASH
IT, AND YOUR HANDS, TOO.
AND MIND YOU,
GET ALL THE PAINT OFF.
I WILL,
AUNT EVELYN.
WHY DON'T YOU PAY
YOUR BILLS SOMETIME?
YOU SHOULD TALK.
THE GAYLORDS HAVEN' PAID A BILL IN 20 YEARS.
OH, WE'VE MANAGED
TO SURVIVE.
AND SO WILL I.
WHERE'S MY PORTRAIT?
I DON'T SEE IT ANYWHERE.
I PAINTED
OVER IT.
YOU DIDN'T.
SURE I DID.
WHY?
WELL, THERE'S NO USE
WASTING GOOD CANVAS.
DID YOU LOSE
INTEREST OR, AH,
DID YOU FIND
A BETTER MODEL?
WHAT DIFFERENCE
DOES IT MAKE?
WHAT AM I
BURIED UNDER?
BROOKLYN BRIDGE
ON A FOGGY MORNING.
WELL!
IT'S THE FIRST TIME I'VE
EVER SEEN THE BROOKLYN BRIDGE
WITH BLUE EYES AND A GAYLORD
CHIN ON A FOGGY MORNING!
NOSY DAME,
AREN'T YOU?
SO YOU'RE NO GOING TO FINISH IT.
NO.
COWARD.
I'VE MISSED
THOSE SITTINGS, GIG.
WHY DID
YOU STOP?
BECAUSE I DIDN'T INTEND
TO MAKE LOVE TO YOU.
BUT YOU
WANTED TO.
THAT'S MY BUSINESS.
YOU REMEMBER THAT?
DANCE WITH ME?
NO, THANKS.
OH, WELL. YOU'RE PROBABLY
A ROTTEN DANCER, ANYWAY.
YOU KNOW VERY WELL
I'M A GREAT DANCER,
AND I DANCE AS I DO
EVERYTHING ELSE,
WITH DASH, VERVE,
AND ORIGINALITY.
THAT REMAINS
TO BE SEEN.
AUNT EVELYN!
LOOK, AUNT EVELYN.
DIDN'T I WASH QUICK?
YES. YES, AUSTIN,
YOU DID.
A MINUTE LONGER MIGH HAVE BEEN TOO LATE.
CHARLES BARCLAY, STANDING HERE
SO SMUGLY WITH HIS COURT ORDER,
THREATENING ME, TELLING
ME WHAT HE'S GOING TO DO.
WELL, I'LL DEFY HIM
AND THE COURT-
BLAST THEM ALL TO BLAZES-BU I WON'T SACRIFICE MY PRIDE!
FIONA, TRY-
WOODLAND-HOW DID I KNOW HE'D REMEMBER
WOODLAND? DIGGING UP OLD COPEY.
IT'S EASY TO SEE
HOW HE GOT AHEAD.
I KNOW WHAT I'LL DO.
THE MOMEN EVELYN GETS BACK-
SHE WON'T BE BACK.
WHY NOT?
IF GIG'S THERE,
SHE WON'T BE BACK.
OH, WHAT'S GIG
GOT TO DO WITH IT?
OH, FIONA, HOW COULD YOU SEND EVELYN
OUT THERE, GIVE HER THAT CHANCE?
HOW COULD YOU, FIONA?
I DON'T KNOW WHA YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT.
DON'T YOU KNOW
SHE'S MAD ABOUT GIG?
DON'T YOU KNOW SHE'S BEEN
TRYING TO TAKE HIM AWAY FROM ME
EVER SINCE
SHE CAME HERE?
GIG AND EVELYN?
YOU'RE CRAZY.
NO, I'M NOT.
SHE'S BEEN SEEING HIM
ALL THE TIME.
OF COURSE SHE'S
SEEN HIM.
HE COMES HERE TO THE HOUSE, AND HE...
HOW CAN A NICE, SENSIBLE GIRL LIKE
YOU IMAGINE SUCH IDIOTIC THINGS?
IF ANYTHING LIKE THAT HAD BEEN
GOING ON, I WOULD HAVE SEEN IT.
NO, YOU DON' SEE IT, FIONA.
ALL I KNOW IS I LOVE GIG
YOUNG, AND I'VE LOST HIM.
HELLO.
YES. YES, EVELYN.
WHERE ARE YOU? I THOUGH YOU STARTED BACK LONG AGO.
IT'S WHAT? RAINING?
WELL, YOU'RE NOT GOING
TO WALK BACK-OR ARE YOU?
CLIMATE CAN STAND A LITTLE RAIN.
YOU'LL BE BACK
IN THE MORNING?
NO, I DON'T SEE. IF GIG HAD ANY
SENSE, HE'D CHASE YOU OUT OF THERE.
AND YOU NEEDN'T TAKE THA INJURED TONE WITH ME, EVELYN.
WHAT DO I THINK
YOU'RE UP TO?
WELL, I'D TELL YOU BUT I
DON'T WANT MY PHONE TAKEN OUT.
LOOK HERE, EVELYN, I WAN YOU TO COME BACK NOW-
HELLO?
HELLO? OPERATOR,
I WAS CUT OFF. I-OH.
I'M SORRY, BUT I'M AFRAID YOU'LL
HAVE TO PUT ME UP FOR THE NIGH OR PUT UP WITH ME,
WHICHEVER WAY YOU LIKE.
WE'RE PRETTY
PRIMITIVE HERE.
I'M NOT AS CIVILIZED AS I LOOK.
I'M TIRED.
IT'S TIME YOU
NIPPED INTO BED.
YOU GOING
TO BED, TOO?
NOT YET.
COME ON. IT'S TIME
YOU HIT THE HAY.
GEE, DO I
HAVE TO, GIG?
UNCLE GIG.
HE WANTS ME TO CALL
HIM GIG. AND I'M BUTCH.
OK, BUTCH.
OK, GIG. GOOD NIGHT, AUNT EVELYN.
GOOD NIGHT,
BUTCH.
SUSANNA, ARE YOU
STILL AWAKE?
SUSANNA, I...
SASKIA.
SASKIA!
SASKIA, I DON'T WANT ANYTHING
SAID ABOUT THIS TO ANYONE,
NOT EVEN TO EVELYN.
IT WAS AN ACCIDENT.
YES, MISS FIONA.
ANYONE COULD TAKE AN
OVERDOSE OF THIS STUFF.
I DON'T THINK YOU OUGHT TO
HAVE IT AROUND THE HOUSE.
I'M ALWAYS READING IN THE
PAPERS HOW PEOPLE CAN'T SLEEP,
AND THEN THEY GET UP,
AND THEN THEY-
EXACTLY. I'LL THROW
THE REST OF IT AWAY.
OH, AND SASKIA,
STAY RIGHT HERE.
DON'T LEAVE HER TILL
I GET BACK HOME.
YOU'D BETTER
GO TO BED.
WHY?
YOU'RE CRUSHING ME.
MAKING LOVE TO YOU.
OH, GIG.
HOLD ME CLOSE.
OH, DON'T LET ME TALK.
DON'T LET ME THINK.
SOMEONE, LET ME IN!
GIG! EVELYN!
IT'S FIONA.
I'M GLAD
YOU'RE STILL UP.
TAXI, YOU CAN WAIT.
I WON'T BE LONG.
ANYTHING WRONG?
NO.
NO, I THINK EVERYTHING'S
GOING TO BE ALL RIGHT.
THEN WHAT BROUGH YOU DOWN HERE?
A TAXI. IN SPITE OF THE
RAIN, THEY'RE STILL OPERATING.
RAIN?
TORRENTS OF IT. DIDN'T EVELYN TELL YOU?
WE PRACTICALLY HAD TO FORD THE RIVER.
EVELYN, I WANT YOU TO GE YOUR HAT, COAT, AND AUSTIN.
WE'RE GOING BACK
TO TOWN.
WHY CAN'T WE WAI TILL THE MORNING?
BECAUSE I DON'T TRUST YOU TILL MORNING.
YES. I'LL
WAKE UP AUSTIN.
SO YOU COULDN'T RESIST A
CHANCE TO PLAY BIG SISTER.
I'VE GOT ANOTHER
SURPRISE FOR YOU.
YOU'RE GOING BACK TO
ENGLAND ON THE NEXT CLIPPER.
YOU'LL PERSONALLY
GUARANTEE THAT?
PERSONALLY.
I SHOULD THINK AFTER THE MESS
YOU'VE MADE OF YOUR OWN LIFE,
THAT YOU'D LEAVE
MINE ALONE.
IT'S NOT YOU I'M
THINKING OF. IT'S SUSANNA.
WELL, WHY SHOULDN'T YOU
THINK ABOUT ME?
I'M YOUR SISTER, TOO,
YOU KNOW. AND I LIKE GIG.
MAYBE I LIKE HIM A LOT.
YOU'VE NO RIGHT TO.
I'VE GOT AS MUCH RIGHT TO AS
YOU HAD TO MARRY CHARLES BARCLAY.
NOT WHILE YOU HAVE
A HUSBAND.
THAT'S HITTING
BELOW THE BELT.
IT'S AN OLD
GAYLORD CUSTOM.
WHAT DO I CARE
ABOUT YOUR CUSTOMS?
THAT'S ALL YOU EVER THINK
ABOUT-THAT AND YOURSELF.
IT'S AN OBSESSION
WITH YOU.
YOU NEVER SEE ANYTHING
THAT DOESN'T CONCERN YOU.
IT'S YOUR HOUSE,
YOUR SON, YOUR PRIDE.
WHAT DO I CARE
ABOUT THAT OR THE ESTATE
OR YOUR FIGH WITH CHARLES BARCLAY?
IF YOU WANT TO RUIN YOUR OWN
LIFE, THAT'S YOUR BUSINESS,
BUT I WARN YOU,
FIONA-
WELL, I GOT HIM UP. HE'S
SCRAMBLING INTO HIS CLOTHES.
HA! POOR KID,
HE WAS HALF ASLEEP.
I'LL HURRY HIM UP.
STILL THE SAME OLD
FIGHTING FIONA.
SHE'S PRETTY IMPRESSIVE
WHEN SHE GETS GOING.
SOMETIMES FORGETS
THAT I'M A GAYLORD, TOO.
LET ME SEE, NOW. THIS
IS WHERE SHE CAME IN.
I DON'T LIKE
TO BE INTERRUPTED.
I'M SLEEPY,
MISS GAYLORD.
WELL, YOU CAN
GO BACK TO BED
AS SOON AS
WE GET HOME.
ARE YOU READY
TO GO?
QUITE.
PUT HIM TO BED, EVELYN.
TAKE HIS THINGS.
RIGHT, GENERAL.
COME ON, BUTCH.
MR. PEDLOCH? I HOPE
I DIDN'T WAKE YOU.
I JUST WANTED YOU TO KNOW,
I'VE BROUGHT AUSTIN BACK.
YES, I'M WILLING
TO SETTLE WITH BARCLAY.
GET THE PAPERS
DRAWN UP RIGHT AWAY.
YES, HE GETS
THE HOUSE, TOO.
NO. I WON'T WALK OU ON IT THIS TIME.
SHE'S AWAKE.
YOU CAN GO
TO BED NOW.
WELL, SUSANNA, NO MORE PALE
CHEEKS OR RED EYES FOR YOU.
THE GAYLORD CASE
IS FINISHED.
FINISHED?
I DON'T SEE-
I'LL TELL YOU ALL
ABOUT IT IN THE MORNING.
FIRST THING FOR YOU TO DO
IS GET A GOOD NIGHT'S SLEEP
AND FORGET ALL THIS NONSENSE
THAT HAPPENED TONIGHT.
EVELYN AND AUSTIN
ARE BACK,
SO YOU NEEDN'T WORRY
ABOUT THAT ANY LONGER.
EVELYN CAME BACK?
YES.
YOU'RE GIVING IN
TO CHARLES BARCLAY.
YES.
FIONA. YOU'RE DOING
THIS FOR ME.
I'M DOING I FOR ALL OF US.
BUT AUSTIN.
WHAT ABOUT AUSTIN?
SHH. EVERYTHING'S GOING TO
BE ALL RIGHT FOR EVERYONE.
NOW THAT WE HAVE THE
OTHER SIGNATURES, MISS GAYLORD,
IT WILL BE NECESSARY
TO AFFIX YOURS
IN THE PRESENCE
OF THESE GENTLEMEN.
YES. THE LAW IS
SO EXPLICIT.
THANK YOU.
AND NOW, WILL YOU WITNESS IT?
NOW THIS SETTLES
THE AGREEMEN TO DISPOSE OF
THE GAYLORD HOUSE.
WELL, WITH EVERYTHING
AS CLEAR-CUT AS THIS,
IT WON'T TAKE MORE
THAN A DAY IN COURT.
JUDGE BARROWS SHOULD BE
AGREEABLY SURPRISED.
INDEED HE WILL.
SO, HE IS MY CHILD.
AND HOW COULD YOU HATE ME
AS YOU HAVE, ALL THESE YEARS?
BECAUSE HE'S
YOUR CHILD.
NOW TO THE AGREEMEN ABOUT THE BOY.
NO. THIS WON'T DO.
WON'T DO?
WHEN I AGREED TO A SETTLEMENT,
I MEANT TO ACKNOWLEDGE PUBLICLY
THAT BARCLAY WAS
THE FATHER OF THE BOY.
I MEANT THAT HE MIGHT VISI HIM AT REASONABLE INTERVALS.
BUT I THOUGHT, OF COURSE, SINCE
HE'S SO YOUNG, HE'D REMAIN WITH ME.
I'M ENTITLED
TO MORE THAN THAT.
YOU'RE ENTITLED TO NOTHING
I DON'T CHOOSE TO GIVE YOU.
I HAPPEN TO HAVE
MY OWN OPINION ON THAT.
JUST WHAT DO
YOU WANT?
ONLY WHA THE LAW ALLOWS.
EQUAL CUSTODY. THE BOY'S TIME
WILL BE DIVIDED BETWEEN US.
6 MONTHS WITH YOU,
6 MONTHS WITH ME.
HIS SCHOOLING-
WHAT ABOUT THAT?
WE'LL ARRANGE THA BETWEEN US.
AND HIS VACATIONS? WITH
WHOM DOES HE SPEND THOSE?
BOTH OF US,
ALTERNATELY.
AND IF HE'S ILL...
WHO DECIDES WHA TREATMENT HE SHOULD HAVE,
WHAT DOCTOR TO CALL?
WELL, THOSE ARE SMALL DETAILS
THAT CAN BE WORKED OUT LATER.
THERE ARE NO SMALL DETAILS IN A
CHILD'S LIFE. EVERYTHING'S IMPORTANT.
BETWEEN TWO PEOPLE
WHO HATE EACH OTHER,
WHO ARE ONLY ACCIDENTALLY
HIS MOTHER AND FATHER.
DON'T YOU REALIZE
HE'LL BE HARMED BY IT,
AND THAT AS HE GROWS OLDER,
HE'LL BE ASHAMED OF IT?
I WENT TO SCHOOL WITH TOO MANY
CHILDREN WHOSE PARENTS WERE DIVORCED
NOT TO KNOW WHAT IT DID
TO THEIR LIVES.
NO, THAT WON'T DO.
IT WILL HAVE TO DO.
YOU'RE MISTAKEN.
I'M NOT GOING TO CU THAT CHILD IN TWO.
YOU CAN'T KEEP HIM
TO YOURSELF.
NO, BUT YOU CAN. I MEAN
TO GIVE HIM UP TO YOU.
ARE YOU SURE YOU KNOW
WHAT YOU'RE SAYING?
QUITE. IF THAT CHILD IS GOING
TO BEGIN TO HAVE PARENTS,
LET HIM BEGIN PROPERLY.
RIGHT NOW, HE DOESN' KNOW HE HAS ANYONE.
THINK WHAT CONFUSION
WOULD ENTER HIS MIND
IF HE WERE SUDDENLY TOLD
HE HAD A MOTHER AND FATHER
WHO WOULD DIVIDE HIM
BETWEEN THEM.
HOW MUCH BETTER TO BE
TOLD HE ONLY HAS A FATHER
WHO WAS WILLING TO DEVOTE ALL HIS
TIME TO HIS CARE AND UPBRINGING.
THAT'S YOUR DECISION?
MY ONLY DECISION. MR.
WHEELER! MR. PEDLOCH!
LET'S GET THIS
OVER WITH.
SASKIA!
WHAT IS IT?
SEND AUSTIN DOWN IMMEDIATELY
WITH HIS HAT AND COAT.
ALL RIGHT.
I'LL SCRATCH OUT THE CLAUSE
ABOUT DIVISION OF CUSTODY.
HAVE YOUR CLIEN INITIAL IT.
AFTER ALL, THE CHILD
IS YOURS AND MINE.
I WANT NOTHING
THAT BELONGS TO YOU.
I WISH IT DIDN' HAVE TO BE LIKE THIS.
I WANT IT THIS WAY, AND
I STILL WANT TO HATE YOU.
YOU CAN TAKE YOUR SON,
TAKE THE GAYLORD HOUSE
AND TEAR IT DOWN STONE BY
STONE, AND BUILD BARCLAY SQUARE.
YOU'VE WON.
AUSTIN, COME HERE.
AUSTIN, THIS GENTLEMAN
IS MR. CHARLES BARCLAY.
HOW DO YOU DO, AUSTIN?
HOW DO YOU DO, SIR?
MR. BARCLAY IS GOING TO
TAKE YOU HOME WITH HIM.
WHY?
MR. BARCLAY WILL TELL YOU
ABOUT EVERYTHING LATER.
AND NOW, AUSTIN,
BE A GOOD BOY.
YES, MA'AM.
AND DO AS
YOU'RE TOLD.
YES, MA'AM.
WELL,
AREN'T YOU GOING?
COME ALONG,
YOUNG MAN.
MISS GAYLORD?
WHAT IS IT?
WHEN AM I
COMING BACK?
IT'S NOT VERY POLITE
TO TALK ABOUT THA WHEN YOUR VISIT HASN' EVEN BEGUN, IS IT?
NO, MA'AM.
AUSTIN...
FIX YOUR COLLAR.
WELL, I DON'T SUPPOSE
YOU'LL NEED ME ANYMORE,
BUT IF THERE'S
ANYTHING I CAN DO-
THANK YOU. YOU'VE BEEN
VERY KIND AND PATIENT.
ONE THING MORE
ABOUT THIS PROPERTY...
HE'S VERY ANXIOUS TO COMPLETE
THE BARCLAY SQUARE PROJECT.
BARCLAY SQUARE.
I PROMISED
I'D NEVER SELL.
LAND WAS OUR RELIGION.
HA! WE BELIEVED IN IT ALMOS MORE THAN WE BELIEVED IN GOD.
AUSTIN DIDN'T WAN TO GO, DID HE?
NO, HE DIDN'T.
WHY DID YOU SEND HIM AWAY?
UH, BARCLAY SAYS THAT YOU'RE
NOT TO BE INCONVENIENCED.
HE SAYS ANY TIME
YOU'RE READY-
I'M READY TO GO NOW.
IT'S NOT MY HOUSE ANY LONGER,
IT'S CHARLES BARCLAY'S,
AND THE SOONER I GE OUT OF IT, THE BETTER.
I'LL START PACKING
AT ONCE.
I NEVER DID
LIKE LAW ANYHOW.
ALL READY
FOR THE JUNKMAN.
THERE WE ARE, THE 3 GRACES.
MM-HMM. RIGH UNDER HERE.
SASKIA!
SASKIA, COME AND HELP ME
PACK MY SUITCASES!
IT'S ALL RIGHT, SASKIA,
I DON'T NEED YOU NOW.
ALL RIGHT.
I'LL ANSWER THE DOOR.
ANYTHING TO SPEED THE
DEPARTING GUEST, EH, SUSANNA?
YOU KNOW I DIDN'T MEAN THAT.
AFTER ALL, EVELYN IS MY SISTER.
SHE MIGHT HAVE THOUGH OF THAT FIRST.
PAPA'S WINE BOOK.
I'LL GO DOWN AND SEE
WHAT'S LEFT.
MR. GIG YOUNG...
JUST IN TIME TO HELP THE
GAYLORD GIRLS WITH THEIR PACKING.
HAVE YOU SEEN
THIS PAPER?
WHAT IS IT?
IT SAYS
LORD BURTON'S DEAD.
NO.
YEAH, HIS PLANE CRASHED.
I THOUGHT THE EMBASSY HAD NOTIFIED HER
- NOTIFIED EVELYN.
SHE DIDN'T HEAR
FROM THEM.
YOU'D BETTER
TELL HER.
I WANT TO TELL
YOU SOMETHING.
I KNOW WHA YOU'RE THINKING.
YOU DON'T HAVE TO
LET ME DOWN EASY.
YOU'D BETTER GO TO EVELYN.
SHE'S UPSTAIRS PACKING.
WHY DID YOU
DO THAT, SUSANNA?
IT'S WHERE
HE WANTED TO GO.
WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL HIM THAT SAYER
ALLEN HAD AGREED TO AN ANNULMENT-
THAT YOU'D BOUGHT HIM OFF,
THAT YOU WERE FREE?
SO IS EVELYN FREE.
SHE'LL NEVER GO BACK NOW.
LIFE'S LITTLE JOKES.
FOR 20 YEARS, WE'VE BEEN SAYING, "ONCE
THE ESTATE IS SETTLED, WE'LL ALL BE HAPPY."
WELL, THE ESTATE IS SETTLED.
ARE YOU HAPPY, FIONA?
DELIRIOUSLY.
I SHOULDN'T HAVE
ASKED YOU THAT.
I KNOW WHAT YOU MUS BE FEELING ABOUT AUSTIN.
YOU'RE SWEET, SUSANNA. YOU'RE
THE SOFT ONE OF THE FAMILY.
WHY SHOULD I MISS AUSTIN? HE'S
NEVER BEEN PART OF MY LIFE.
I SCARCELY KNOW HIM,
AND HE SCARCELY KNOWS ME.
HE'S MUCH BETTER OFF
WHERE HE IS THAN WITH ME.
OH, FIONA.
I MEAN IT.
SUSANNA, LET'S GO DOWN AND
DRINK TO THE END OF THE GAYLORDS.
BUT I CAN' GO BACK NOW.
SURE YOU CAN.
TO WHAT? WHAT IS
THERE FOR ME?
WHY SHOULD I?
YOU HAD A LOT OF FUN
BEING LADY BURTON.
IT'S TIME YOU PAID
SOMETHING FOR IT.
POOR HAL!
HE WAS DOING HIS JOB
- THE ONLY EXCUSE A MAN
HAS FOR LIVING OR DYING.
OH, STOP THAT.
I CAN'T. HE WAS
MY HUSBAND.
IT'S THE FIRST TIME
YOU'VE REMINDED ME OF IT.
YOU HATE ME.
I DON'T HATE YOU.
LISTEN, EVELYN...
WE'RE ALL LITTLE PEOPLE, TRYING TO
FIND AND GRAB WHAT HAPPINESS WE CAN.
WE FIGHT BACK AND LOVE EACH
OTHER AND WORK AWHILE AND DIE,
STILL LITTLE PEOPLE.
BUT ONCE IN A WHILE, ONE OF US
GETS A CHANCE TO DO SOMETHING.
LIFE HANDS IT TO US
ON A PLATTER.
THIS IS YOUR CHANCE.
DON'T MISS IT.
GO BACK?
BUT I'LL BE ALONE.
WE'RE ALL
OF US ALONE.
YOU'LL HAVE SUSANNA.
YOU LOVED HER ALL THE TIME, DIDN'T YOU?
LOOK, YOU WERE UNHAPPY, I WAS
UNHAPPY, SUSANNA WAS UNHAPPY.
SO WE ALL TRIED TO LOSE OURSELVES BY
MAKING EACH OTHER A LITTLE MORE UNHAPPY.
IS THAT ALL IT WAS?
THAT'S ALL
IT EVER WAS.
NOW BE A GOOD GIRL
AND GET SOME SLEEP.
ARE YOU GOING?
YES.
WHEN ARE YOU
COMING BACK?
AFTER YOU'VE LEFT.
WOULD YOU KISS ME
BEFORE YOU GO?
OF COURSE I WILL.
SO IT IS GOOD-BYE.
OH! THAT'S THE LAS OF THE BURGUNDY.
NOW WE HAVE TO DRINK
CHAMPAGNE. LET THEM EAT CAKE!
WHAT ARE YOU DOING
PERCHED OVER THERE?
THINKING.
COME OVER HERE.
EVERYTHING'S SETTLED.
THAT'S A GRAND AND
GLORIOUS FEELING, ISN'T IT?
NO FEELING LIKE IT.
THAT'S WHAT I SAY.
THAT HOLLOW,
EMPTY FEELING,
AS IF SOMEONE HAD JUST BORED A
TUNNEL TO BROOKLYN THROUGH YOU.
ABSOLUTELY.
WHAT I NEED IS
REOXYGENATION OF THE BLOOD.
WHAT YOU NEED IS
ANOTHER DRINK.
POOR PAPA'S CELLAR.
NOTHING LEFT OF IT.
POOR PAPA'S CHILDREN.
NOTHING LEFT OF THEM.
WHERE'S EVELYN?
WHERE ARE THE LITTLE STARS
AT DAWN, FIONA?
I DON'T KNOW.
WHERE'S MY GIRLHOOD
AND THE TOP OF MY HEAD
AND THE FIRST INNOCENCE
OF MY MIND?
EVELYN IS WEEPING ON THE
SHOULDER OF MR. GIG YOUNG,
THE FAMOUS MODERN ARTIST.
HAVE YOU EVER
HEARD OF HIM?
I'LL STILL TAKE ART BY
REMBRANDT AND LEONARDO DA VINCI.
MONA LISA.
ME, TOO.
BUT FOR LOVE, IT'S GIG
ACROSS THE BOARD.
FIONA, WHAT IS LOVE?
LOVE? LOVE IS SOMETHING
YOU CUT OUT OF YOURSELF,
OR IT MOVES IN
AND CUTS YOU APART.
CAN YOU WALK,
SUSANNA?
WALK?
MMM, THAT STUFF
PEOPLE DO ON TWO LEGS.
I'VE HEARD OF IT.
OH, YOU MEAN WALK.
LIKE THIS.
THAT'S IT.
THANK YOU.
- GOOD NIGHT.
- GOOD NIGHT, FIONA.
GOOD NIGHT, LADIES,
GOOD NIGHT, LADIES
GOOD NIGHT, LADIES,
WE'RE GOING TO...
I DON'T FRIGHTEN YOU,
DO I, AUSTIN?
YOU LIKED IT HERE.
YOU SAID YOU DID.
YOU SAID
YOU LIKED IT FINE.
"FEEL MY MUSCLE, UNCLE GIG.
IT'S AS BIG AS AN ERSTER."
I TAUGHT YOU TO FIGHT BACK,
DIDN'T I, AUSTIN?
I WILL LAY ME DOWN AND BLEED A
WHILE, AND RISE AND FIGHT AGAIN.
THAT'S THE THING TO DO.
HA HA HA!
IF ONLY I...
I'M SO TIRED.
BUT I'VE GOT NO HEART, AND YOU
CAN'T GET TIRED WITHOUT A HEART.
YOU CAN'T LIVE
WITHOUT A HEART.
FIONA.
SHHH... RIGHT HERE IN THIS VERY
HOUSE, BUFFALO BILL KISSED ME.
IT WAS A WINTER'S DAY,
AND I RAN DOWN THE STAIRS,
AND WALKED INTO THE ROOM,
AND THERE WAS PAPA,
AND OVER THERE
WAS BUFFALO BILL, AND...
WHAT ARE YOU
DOING HERE?
THE DOOR WAS OPEN.
GET OU OF MY HOUSE.
OH, NO. IT'S MY HOUSE NOW.
YOU'RE GETTING OUT.
I'LL GO IN THE MORNING.
YOU'RE GOING
TONIGHT-NOW.
OH, I SUPPOSE YOU'RE
GOING TO PUT ME OUT.
YES.
OOAAH!
AH OOH OOH
OOH HOO!
OOHMMPH!
AND DON'T SCREAM.
I'M STILL YOUR HUSBAND.
IT'S COLD, AND I HATE COLD WATER!
HA HA! YOU HATE ANYTHING
THAT'S GOOD FOR YOU.
BRRR!
WELL, THAT'S ENOUGH.
YOU CAN SHUT IT OFF NOW.
I SAY, "YOU CAN
TURN IT OFF."
UGHH!
I'VE ORDERED
SOME BREAKFAST.
I WON'T EAT IT!
OH, IT'S GOING
TO BE VERY GOOD-
BAKED APPLES; EXCELLEN COFFEE; NICE, THIN PANCAKES
WITH LITTLE PINK SAUSAGES;
AND VERMONT MAPLE SYRUP.
HA! YOU REMEMBER
VERMONT.
A TRUCK DRIVER'S BREAKFAST!
I WON'T EAT IT!
I TOLD YOU
I WON'T EAT.
WELL, WHAT ARE YOU
THINKING ABOUT?
$25,000-
PRETTY GOOD TIP.
PRETTY GOOD.
AND YOU TOOK I AND TOOK ME.
YES. I MARRIED YOU.
NO, I MARRIED YOU, AND I
PAID YOU FOR IT IN MONEY.
I COULDN' SLEEP VERY WELL.
OH, HELLO, AUSTIN.
MISS GAYLORD. WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?
CHASING A DEER.
I DON'T THINK IT'S VERY NICE
TO CALL YOUR MOTHER "MISS".
MY MOTHER?
TH-THEN WE ARE
RELATIONS.
I WAS THINKING IF BUFFALO
BILL COULD KISS GIRLS,
I COULD, TOO.
WHY THAT'S... THAT'S VERY
HANDSOME OF YOU, AUSTIN.
HAVE YOU HAD
YOUR BREAKFAST, YET?
NO, SIR.
WELL, DON'T YOU THINK
YOU BETTER HAVE IT NOW?
FIONA...
I LOVE YOU.
I HATE YOU.
WOULDN'T HAVE ME IF I WAS THE
LAST MAN ON EARTH, WOULD YOU?
NO.
GOOD. WE CAN GO
SOMEWHERE FROM THERE.
I WAS AFRAID YOU MIGHT HAVE
BECOME INDIFFERENT TO ME.
FIONA...
I'VE LOVED YOU SINCE THE
FIRST MOMENT I SET EYES ON YOU.
I'VE NEVER STOPPED
LOVING YOU.
THAT'S WHY I TOOK AUSTIN.
I THOUGHT PERHAPS THAT WHERE
HE WENT, YOU MIGHT FOLLOW.
OH, WHY I SHOULD WAN TO MESS UP MY LIFE
WITH A BAD-TEMPERED VIXEN
LIKE YOU, HEAVEN ONLY KNOWS.
FIONA, WHY DON' YOU STOP FIGHTING ME?
FUNNY... THIS...
THIS ROOM STINKS
OF APPLE BLOSSOMS.