The Story of Temple Drake

Before you retire to the jury room

to deliberate upon your verdict.

I must add one thing.

I don't want you all to hold against

your fellow townsman, Mr. Benbow here

Because he is acting as council for this defendant.

It wasn't that he wanted to take this case.

He had too as he was appointed by the court.

Objection your honor.

I take exception to your honor's charge.

It is clearly prejudicial to the interest of my client.

Furthermore, your honor's last statement is not the fact.

I had no objection to take this case. On the contrary...

Delete Mr. Benbow's last remarks from the record.

Well, you fix it. We haven't got a chance now.

We never had a chance after that charge.

You may withdraw to the jury room gentlemen.

Come in.

Well, Stephen.

Afternoon, Judge Drake. You wanted to see me.

- Yes.

What is the report on the "Bollow Case"

I've decided against you.

- So?

Yeah. Your brief was bad law...

...and it was bad morals.

The statute of the state have got to be inforced...

...no matter what we may think of them.

But it is an obsolete statute, sir.

Totally out of key without time.

Now, Steven. You're always budding your head against the stone wall

And when will you stop giving your valuable to every lame duck in town?

Every penniless criminal

Aren't you exaggerating sir.

- Well, you're.

You haven't been around to see Temple lately.

Oh. I've been pretty busy and so is she.

I hope my granddaughter will never be too busy for you.

Thank you, sir.

Stephen...

...why don't you marry her?

Another stonewall.

She said no.

No?

Why?

Uh, I'm too serious, unromantic.

Oh, nonsense!

Now you ask her again.

You know Stephen, I fell better about Temple.

If I knew that she had someone steady and reliable like you to take care of her.

She's a good girl, Stephen.

Do I...

Just me?

Men are so funny.

I said no.

Of course I like you.

...dreadfully.

But I'm not a wrestler.

Hey! You're too rough.

Good night.

Temple.

- Why, granddaddy.

What hour at night is this to come in?

But is it late showin' up? You know, I didn't know.

But it's nearly daylight.

- Ohh...

How? Where have you been?

Whom who've you been with?

Won't you unhook me?

Who did you say you've been out with?

A boy called Gowan. Toddy Gowan?

Gowan? Oh. I don't remember meeting him.

He's the nicest boy, granddad, on his years. He's in m'own college.

So... Oh well, that's alright then.

Goodnight.

- Goodnight, my dear.

Men, that drinkin'.

College men, ain't?

Yes sir. State university.

Hey, have a slug?

What's a glam about it?

I still far because a girl made a sucker of him.

Stop it.

Don't touch me.

You don't know what you're doing.

Just when I was going good.

Who cares if her grandfather is a judge.

You ain't the only one.

Say.

Are you referring to Temple Drake?

- Nobody else, but.

Well, you can't talk about her. Not around me.

Oh no?

- Oh, sit down.

My damns puddy.

They needs me in there.

Ms. Temple is sure hard on her things.

And ain't no wonder.

With nobody step in old grandfather, KC pass his own specks.

If he'd done a laundry, he'd know more about that child.

I don't know.

I've seen three generations of 'em in my time.

They're stiffneck like most of 'em.

Proud and all that.

There's a wild streak in 'em.

Every now and then when often comes along like Temple.

with somethin' bad in 'em.

somethin' wrong

Maybe Temple will get over it, but...

It's not one of them that's had it that didn't end in the gutter.

If I was the old judge I'd marry her off quick.

Stephen

My ball of yarn, please.

Oh sorry, Aunt Jenie

You didn't hear a word I said.

That's possible Auntie.

I was talking about Temple Drake.

Yes, I know.

That's why I didn't listen.

That's enough.

Let's go in.

No.

Not 'till you promise.

You're drunk.

- Sure, I am.

But it isn't the gin.

- Oh come on honey, be nice now.

Nice?

That's what you always say.

It ain't fair.

Fire a man all up and poof! Put him out.

Do I do that?

Come on. Let's get out of here. Go somewhere.

-

No!

Oh, I'm so sorry we are late. Toddy has a blow-out.

Hey, you funny. You did come. Oh, I'm glad.

You almost make me believe it.

There you go. You know I'm thrilled?

You bored darling?

No, there are rumors of a poker game.

Did you promise me a dance? Or was it only a dream?

A dream, but come on.

Will you check that sleeve?

- Sure.

Boy.

Well, goodluck Judge.

Oh only know you wanted me.

You can't be arrested for dreaming.

Mine.

I thought you'd folded up for the night.

I don't fold.

Don't talk when you sleep, honey.

Renovated?

Empty. Oiled, drained, and greasy. 'En runnin' in high.

I need gas. What do you say sugar?

Ah ah. You got yo' rich mixture now.

Okay.

Why'd you do that? You know you don't like to dance with me.

Oh, I do.

But let's not.

Aren't you gonna kiss me?

No!

Why not? Don't you like me anymore?

Well, I... Do you Steve? Best of everybody?

- Cut it, Temple.

What?

Honey will you be honest with me? Just once?

Of course.

- Really? Man to man?

Yes, dear.

- Marry me.

No.

- Why not?

Why do you have to ask that?

- I want to know.

Perhaps I like you too much.

And love me too little?

It isn't you Steve. It's me.

What do you mean?

I'm no good.

Don't be silly.

- Oh. I'm not. Let's not talk about it anymore.

But Temple...

- I can't explain this. It's just me. Just inside me.

Stevie...

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