No Man of Her Own

Synopsis: Clark Gable plays a card cheat who has to go on the lam to avoid a pesky cop. He meets a lonely, but slightly wild, librarian, Carole Lombard, while he is hiding out. The two get married after Lombard wins a coin flip and they move back to the city. Gable continues his gambling/cheating scheme unbeknownst to Lombard. When she discovers his "other life", she presures him to quit. Gable feels crowded and tells her that he is leaving for South America. In fact, Gable has decided he wants to go straight and turns himself in to the cop...
Genre: Drama, Romance
Director(s): Wesley Ruggles
Production: Paramount Pictures
 
IMDB:
6.7
Year:
1932
85 min
66 Views


(ALL LAUGHING)

Well, I might as well.

Oh, there she goes.

So, when the bank extended

the $50,000... And you?

I think I'll take

the next three, please.

And...

Oh, be quiet, Uncle.

Give me three good ones.

Well, I'm not particular.

Thanks.

You give me the next two.

Okay.

One for me.

Oh, I think you're a lot of

meanies, not letting me win.

Never mind,

unlucky at cards...

No one loves Mr. Stewart.

It's hereditary.

No woman ever had

anything to do with my father.

A bee kissed a sunflower,

and Mr. Stewart was born.

Can I help you?

I guess I need it.

Look...

And I had my heart all set on winning

$1,000 for a fur jacket with a fox collar.

Oh, we can't

allow that tragedy.

I hate to break it up, but...

Yeah, won't run,

you can't force them.

Last hand, huh?

Beginner's...

(SNEEZES)

God bless you.

Excuse me.

Yeah, well, as I was saying, the

bank extended the $50,000 to us,

even though we showed a

100,000-ton loss on our books.

Well, there's always

the personal angle on a loan.

Oh, when you big businessmen

get together...

Uncle Charlie, I just knew you and

Mr. Morton would take to each other.

Darling, is it my foot

you're trying to caress?

No, ducky, Mr. Morton's foot

and mine have secrets.

Pass.

I'll open without looking.

Well, I'll raise.

I'll stay.

Me, too.

BABE:
I raise.

MORTON:
Come again.

Oh, I haven't a big hand,

but give you a chance,

make it the biggest pot

of the evening.

Once more.

Another stack, please.

That makes eight,

doesn't it?

Exactly.

And still once more.

Oh, I'm going to make this

good for you.

I call.

I only have aces and kings.

Well, that's what I've got.

Aces and kings and 10 next.

Then who wins?

You do, you heartless wretch.

Jack next.

Jack next. Here I had queens full

and he... Has anyone got a gun?

Oh, put that away.

Let's store our chips

back in the middle.

I should say not.

But it was too high a limit,

just a friendly little game.

Here, I'll tell you what. Cut the

cards to see whether I tear them up...

Oh, no.

Oh, no, it's bad luck.

You watch out,

we'll get you next time.

Won't we?

BABE:
I hate to do this.

And I did so want to

bring you luck.

Don't worry. I'm giving you

$1,500 toward that $1,000 coat.

All right, Mary.

Good night, Miss Everly.

Good night.

Good night, dear girl.

Good night, Uncle Charlie.

Good night, Miss Everly. Nice of

you to let your uncle ask us up.

Good night.

Good night.

Great girl, that niece

of yours. Oh, yeah.

Thanks for looking after her

while I was away.

Oh, Mr. Stewart, I expect that order

from you by next Friday. Don't forget.

If you'll promise to play cards with

me again and don't win this back.

CHARLIE:
Did you ever hear

that one about the couple?

So he said, "But honey,

we have to eat sometimes."

(ALL CHUCKLING)

(ALL CHATTERING)

Can I give you a lift,

Mr. Morton?

No, thank you, I'll walk. I

have only a couple of blocks.

How about you, Mr. Stewart?

Going downtown?

No, thanks,

I go the other way.

Mr. Vargas?

Thank you, I walk uptown.

Good night, Mr. Stewart.

Good night, Mr. Morton.

Good night, Mr. Vane. Good

night, Mr. Stewart. Good night.

Good night, Mr. Vargas.

Good night.

Good night, Mr. Vane.

Good night, Mr. Morton.

Good night. Good night.

Good night.

Good night.

Good night, Vargas.

Good night.

Good night.

Oh, there.

Good night, Mr. Vargas.

Good night, Mr. Morton.

Babe.

Well, you fishcake.

Get some tomato sauce for

this guy, will you, Vargas?

And feed him to the cat.

What'd I do now?

Can't even stack

a deck of cards straight.

After being with me for three

years, jack next against his 10.

What, then?

Make it look phony?

I always told you, I don't want

it that close to the big pot.

One card slipped in there wrong,

and you'd throw the whole thing out.

I think Charlie has

a blonde on the brain.

Yeah, that adenoid dame on the

boat's got him by the tonsils.

Oh, you leave my tonsils

out of it.

And another thing. Do I have

to tell you at this late date

that when I sneeze and pull the

cold deck out of my handkerchief,

that's a signal for you

to gab with a come-on?

Take his eyes away?

Well, I did.

You didn't grab his eyes for

10 seconds after the sneeze.

Do I have to send you

to sneezing school?

All right, boss,

if you wanna break up...

Sure. Break that

bottle up three ways.

What do I get, the cork?

Now, you boys

aren't leaving, are you?

Wasn't even thinking about it.

Well, you are.

Babe and I

have some business.

All right, niecey,

business before pleasure.

Never mind the wisecracks.

And next time you play uncle,

cut out those wet kisses. Here.

Your checks, bozos.

You're sure Morton's

check won't bounce back?

I lined up Morton, didn't I?

I told you he's President

of the Riverside Bank.

There you go. It'll bounce

back sure, a bank president.

Endorse it over to you

so he can't stop payment.

Cash it in the morning.

You know, you could raise that

check by just adding a "Y".

Now, don't start anything

crooked, Charlie. Let's shove off.

You're sticking around, Babe.

Oh, I haven't seen you in a month.

Listen, kid, that thing

you've got on is pretty thin,

but I've got tough skin,

see, and I don't feel it.

All right, let's have it.

Who did you meet on that boat?

The steward's grandmother,

and did she have it.

Some woman with you. That's why

you wouldn't let me cross with you.

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Maurine Dallas Watkins

Maurine Dallas Watkins (July 27, 1896 – August 10, 1969) was an American journalist and playwright. In the 1920s she wrote the stage play Chicago (1926), about women accused of murder, the press, celebrity criminals, and the corruption of justice. Her play had a successful run on Broadway, during the roaring twenties — the play was then adapted twice for film. Watkins went on to write screen-plays in Hollywood, eventually retiring to Florida. After her death in 1969, Chicago was adapted in 1977 as a successful Broadway stage musical, which developed into an award winning 2002 film version. more…

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