Bad Girl

Synopsis: A mug and a jane: Dorothy knows that every guy is going to make a pass at her; Eddie knows that every gal wastes her money on good times. He's saving to open a repair shop. When the two of them meet, they can't believe they get along. One evening he leaves her waiting in the rain; she finds his apartment and reads him the riot act. They end up spooning and napping until 4 AM. She's afraid of her brother, who's her guardian, so Eddie figures she should tell her brother that she's getting married the next morning. Dorothy tries out the story but knows Eddie won't show up. It's the first of a series of promises, fears, miscalculations, and hard knocks. Where will they end up?
Genre: Drama, Romance
Director(s): Frank Borzage
  Won 2 Oscars. Another 1 nomination.
 
IMDB:
6.7
NOT RATED
Year:
1931
90 min
754 Views


I'm 'most frightened to death.

Sure, after you've done it eight or nine times,

you won't even give it a thought.

- Gee, Dot, you look swell.

- Am I all right?

Lovely.

dddd

Well, there goes

the maiden's prayer.

I wonder how I'll act.

It's like diving overboard-you never know

how the water's going to be till you hit it.

- I'm so nervous.

- Say...

if I could look like you

in a wedding gown, I'd be a bigamist.

Come on.

dddd

I say, isn't that girl

in the bride's outfit a new model?

Why, yes. She's a salesgirl downstairs.

We're trying her out.

She's got my okay.

These guys usually make wisecracks.

Don't let it bother you.

I know all the answers-

men have been insulting me for years.

Say, beautiful.

Doing anything tonight?

I'm taking my two

pet fish out for a drive.

There'll be room for another

if you'd care to go.

Don't talk back to them.

You'll get fired.

When they deliver baloney at my door,

I always give them a receipt.

dddd

Honestly, if I ever met a fella...

that didn't try to date me up right off

the bat, I think I'd fall on his neck.

He'd probably be too weak to hold you up.

Oh, men are all alike.

Rich or poor-

when it comes to women,

they've only got one idea in their head.

Take those fellas out there today-

When they didn't try to date you up...

you could tell what they were thinking

by the way they looked at ya.

And it isn't only those

swell society guys either.

Ridin' the subways during the rush hour,

fellas brushin' up against you-you know what.

Or sit in the theater.

Right away some stranger...

takes a seat next to you

and that knee business starts.

- You said it.

- Don't I know it?

- Well, I'm off. Good night.

- Good night.

After all, I guess

nature made men that way.

It's their great weakness.

And how we women

encourage that weakness.

- Well, I don't.

- Oh, no. I know you don't, Dot.

- Oh, Mlss Haley.

- Yes, Mr. Thompson.

- Good night, Dot. Good night.

- So long.

I just wanted to tell you

how awfully well you did this afternoon.

- Oh, thank you so much, Mr. Thompson.

- You were marvelous.

It's been such a hot day-

I thought you might like to take a drive.

Oh, I'd just love to,

Mr. Thompson, but, you see...

- my husband's a prizefighter.

- Oh.

Yes. And he heard about a fella here in

the store who tried to make a date with me...

and he's waiting downstairs

now to beat him up.

- Well- Oh.

- Yes.

Well, you know, when I asked you to take

the ride, I had nothing wrong in mind.

Oh, no, Mr. Thompson.

You see, I never think of things like that.

Well, good night.

Gee, Dot, that husband prizefighter

gag's a pip.

I'm gonna use that one too.

- Don't men ever think of anything else?

- Well, hardly ever.

dddd

dddd

What are you looking at the river for, baby?

You ain't expecting anybody, are ya?

Yeah, my grandfather's

swimming in from Europe tonight.

I got ya. Well...

when the old guy gets here,

give him my best regards.

You think you can spare any?

Hey, Dot.

- Hey, Dot. Come on. I've got something to show ya.

- What?

- There's a fella over here who won't flirt.

- There ain't no such animal.

- On the level.

- His wife must be watching him.

No, he's all alone.

A girl can't get a tumble.

A girl can't get a tumble?

Wanna bet a quarter?

- That you can make him speak to you?

- Yeah!

- All right. A quarter.

- The bet's on. Where is he?

Come on.

dd

d You want a little sweet

Come, come, say pretty please d

d Come on, baby

and beg for it d

d You want a little kiss

So pucker up like this d

d Coax me

nice and gentle, baby d

- d Maybe I'll fall dd

- Hey. Do you have to do that?

- I'm singin'.

- I had an aunt once who used to make noises like that.

She called it neuraliga. "

Neuralgia must run in your family.

Yeah? Well, listen, kid.

If you want to prove that something

runs in your family, this is the spot.

You got a clear deck.

- I don't know whether I won or not.

- I'll ask him.

Hey, mister. I bet her a quarter

she couldn't get you to talk to her.

- Which one of us wins?

- Oh.

So you're a couple of

them smart janes, huh?

No, we're not. But almost

every fella we meet makes a pass at us.

When my girlfriend here said you

wouldn't flirt, I just couldn't believe it.

I suppose you think

when you pass by...

guys just naturally drop dead.

- No, I don't.

- If you don't want them to flirt with you...

what do you dress like that for?

You wear those clothes for what?

To show off the curves of your body.

Look at the waist.

What's that so low for?

Yeah. So some guy can get an eyeful.

And your dress is deliberately made

for the wind to blow up over your knees.

Listen, sister. If you don't want guys

to salute ya, take down your flag.

You're like all other janes.

If a guy makes a pass at ya,

you wanna call out the police.

And if he don't,

you wanna call the army.

- You don't seem to like me.

- I think you're a pain in the neck.

Well, my name is Dorothy Haley.

You ain't kiddin' me a bit.

You're like all the other fellas.

You just have a new line. That's all.

- You'll be making a pass at us yet.

- We'd make a great team-

with my- and your conceit.

- Oh, hello, Edna.

- Hello there,Jane. How are you?

- Hey. My sister's over here. Come over, will ya?

- Okay.

- d Come on, baby d

- Hey. Hey.

- d You want to dd

- Please. Please, will ya?

My nerves.

dd

Hey. Ain't there any other tune

you can almost sing?

You ain't told me your name.

- Joe.

- I used to know a fella named Joe.

He drove a Ford.

Did you ever meet him?

Well, I might've, at that.

No. No.

The guy I knew drove a Chevrolet,

and his name was Fred.

No. It couldn't have

been the same guy.

- Oh, you're quite a kidder.

- Yeah, you're pretty fresh yourself.

Just fresh enough.

Say, what makes you such a grouch?

Janes like you.

You work all day in some store...

and then you rush home to sleep

at night in some stuffy tenement.

And you'll be content to do it

for the rest of your life...

because you're just a good-time girl.

This is where you wanna be,

with a lot of saps like that...

yellin' their heads off and thinkin'

they're enjoying themselves.

You ain't got brains

enough to realize...

that now is the time

you oughta be saving your money...

and trying to make something

better of yourself.

- Well, you're here, ain't ya?

- I'm here to get fresh air.

But you notice I ain't spendin'

any dough on you, don't ya?

Not even an ice cream soda.

Say, listen, you big stiff.

If you think I'm worried...

about you buying me an ice cream soda,

you're crazy.

I wouldn't be found dead with ya.

Thanks for bringing me home.

I had a swell time.

Okay.

Well, do you want to see me again?

Oh, I should say not.

But accidents will happen.

Well, I gotta go.

I gotta go upstairs now.

You see, my mother's dead,

and my brother's boss of the house.

He gets sore when I stay out late.

You know, he's careful for me.

But as Edna says,

you can't watch a girl hard enough...

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Viña Delmar

Viña Delmar (January 29, 1903 – January 19, 1990) was an American short story writer, novelist, playwright, and screenwriter who worked from the 1920s to the 1970s. She rose to fame in the late 1920s with the publication of her risqué novel, Bad Girl, which became a bestseller in 1928. Delmar also wrote the screenplay to the screwball comedy, The Awful Truth, for which she received an Academy Award nomination in 1937. more…

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