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- 1949
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Do you suppose there's another Arthur
somewhere in this great city of ours?
- Catherine will find a husband.
- You think so?
She has the prospect
of 30,000 a year.
I see that you appreciate her.
I don't mean it's her only merit.
as an marriageable girl.
My allusions are as kind as yours,
Liz.
Do you suppose Jefferson
has left any French brandy?
Let's see.
May I get you some claret cup?
Oh, yes. Thank you.
She's gone to the best schools
in the city,
she's had the finest training
I could get her, music and dancing.
She's sat with me evenings on end.
I've tried to make conversation,
give her some social adeptness.
I've given her freedom wherever
I could. The result is what you see.
An entirely mediocre and defenseless
creature with not a shred of poise.
Austin, you're so intolerant.
You expect so much.
You remember her mother, Liz?
Her mother who had so much
grace and gaiety.
This is her child.
Austin, no child could compete with
this image you have of her mother.
You've idealized that poor dead woman
beyond all recognition.
You are not entitled to say that.
Only I know what I lost
when she died.
What I got in her place...
Catherine, what are you doing here?
I'm waiting for Quintus Seabury.
Well, don't wait here, dear.
Make him look for you.
Dancing was the one thing we
disagreed about, the Reverend and I.
Do you suppose
he's watching over me tonight?
That depends on where he is, Aunt.
- Good evening, Mrs. Penniman.
- Good evening.
Catherine, may I present
Mr. Morris Townsend?
How you doing, Miss Sloper?
Mr. Townsend's Arthur's cousin,
and he's just returned from Europe.
- How do you do, sir?
- Would you dance, Miss Sloper?
I believe she has a waltz left.
Excuse me, dear. There is Mr. Abeel.
May I?
Yes.
Which one will it be?
Oh! Yes...
Erm... the fifth?
The fifth? Thank you.
Two Rs in Morris...
Miss Sloper, I consider
that you're doing me a great honor.
You see, I'm rather choosy, too.
Catherine... Sloper.
Catherine Sloper.
Catherine Sloper, Catherine Sloper.
You know, we don't have to wait
until the fifth.
- No?
- No.
Miss Sloper,
we must make an arrangement.
I will not kick you
if you will not kick me.
Oh, dear! I'm so clumsy.
No, I'm wearing Arthur's boots
and he's a very bad dancer.
Oh!
Now, one, two, three, point.
One, two, three, point.
- Don't look at your feet.
- Look at me.
- Oh.
No.
Very good.
When we were boys,
Arthur was called Porridge Head.
Shall we sit down?
While I've been in Europe,
he's become
a promising young businessman.
And now, Miss Sloper,
I think it's time you said something.
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