Driving Miss Daisy

I'm gone to the market, Idella.

Pepsodent's new improved formula

cleans teeth whiter than ever.

Are you all right, Miss Daisy?

That's good!

You two get back to work.

- Mama!

- No!

It's a miracle you're not laying at

Emory Hospital or the funeral parlor.

Cucumbers are pretty this summer.

You didn't even break your glasses.

It was the car's fault!

- You had the car in the wrong gear.

- I did not!

Idella, want a pickle with lunch?

Not me.

I'm putting up a jar for

you to take home to William.

You backed the car into

the Pollack's yard.

You should have let me keep my Lasalle.

It wouldn't have behaved this way.

Mama, cars don't behave.

They are behaved upon.

You demolished that

Chrysler by yourself.

Think what you want.

I know the truth.

The truth is you just cost

the insurance company $2,700.

You are a terrible risk.

Nobody will issue you a policy now.

You're just saying that to be hateful.

Okay. Yes, I am!

I am making it all up.

Look out on the driveway!

Every insurance company in

America is out there...

...waving their pens

to get you to sign up.

If you're going to stand in my pantry

and lie like a rug, go somewhere else.

I better get back to the office.

Florine will have a fit if I don't

get home on time tonight.

You all must have plans tonight.

The Ansleys' dinner party.

This is her idea of heaven on earth.

What?

Socializing with Episcopalians.

You are a doodle, Mama!

I'll stop by tomorrow evening.

How do you know I'll be here?

I'm not dependent on you for company.

Fine, I'll call first.

But you know, we have got some

real serious talking to do.

No!

I need you now. I have to be at

the beauty shop in half an hour.

No, I most certainly did not know you

had to call a minimum of 2 hours ahead.

Why call yourself a taxicab company

if you can't provide taxicabs?

Why don't you call your son?

He'd send someone to carry you.

That won't be necessary.

I'll cancel the appointment

and fix my own hair.

Sometimes I think you ain't

got the sense God gave a lemon.

Two dots. I want that!

And a five bamboo.

Well, this is not my day for mah-jongg.

Nine bam!

Thank you all for coming here again.

I am a real pariah without my car.

Oh, nonsense!

When do you get the new one?

I don't know! Boolie's

being real pokey about it.

I'll come after you for temple tomorrow.

That's sweet of you, honey.

Mama, you there?

It's just us!

Why didn't you call?

We can't stay.

So I gather.

The Millers are giving a hay ride.

I had these made.

Doesn't your baby look cute?

Well, it's not exactly

the word I'd pick.

New Graham Greene?

I been wanting to read that.

Sorry, but it's due back

at the library tomorrow.

- Want me to return it for you?

- No, thank you.

I'll go to the library on the streetcar.

Damn it, Mama! Quit being so stubborn.

You know perfectly well...

Go on! Don't keep the horses waiting.

Bye!

Is that door making contact?

Oscar?

I'm here.

- Are you all right?

- No, sir, I'm stuck.

I know. Fiddle with the lever.

It fiddled out. I done all I know how.

Call Bell Elevator.

I already did. They're

backed up until around 1:00.

Did you tell them it's an emergency!

You don't have to holler, Mr. Werthan.

I did not break the elevator.

Got that stuff for Davis & Paxon?

Wrapped and ready to go!

I promised it for today.

Call Bell again.

I hear you.

Look up where the gate is supposed

to close. See a do-hickey?

Wait a minute.

Right here!

Reach up and mash it

up until it catches.

I done it. Now what?

Operate the lever.

Do you work here?

No, sir. This here Hoke.

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