In This Our Life
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- 1942
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- Afternoon, Tom.
- Hello, Mac.
- What are you doing Sunday?
- Nothing.
- I'm going fishing.
- Fishing?
Me, I like to lay around of a Sunday
and drink beer in my undershirt.
Yes, sir, that's what I like.
- Howdy, Mr. Timberlake.
- What you call him Mr. Timberlake for?
You've known him for 20 years,
ain't you?
Yeah. That's why.
- Oh, Mr. Timberlake?
- Oh, hello, Parry.
Mr. Timberlake, Mr. Fitzroy, he most
politely wants you to be home this afternoon.
- All right.
- He called you, but you was already gone.
And Mr. Fitzroy said that he'll be
at your house between 5 and 5:30.
- Thank you.
- He also wants me to pick up...
...Miss Stanley's car.
Give it a wash and a polish.
Very well.
Oh, your mother told me the other day
that you were at the head of your class.
- Yes, sir, I reckon that's so.
- Well, that's fine, Parry. I'm proud of you.
Thank you, sir.
Well, I don't see Miss Stanley's car
here, Parry.
- I guess she's not home yet.
- I'll just wait, Mr. Asa.
All right.
- Hello, Daddy.
- Hello, Roy.
Mother wants you.
My, that's a pretty dress.
I like you in blue.
You like me in green.
You like me in yellow. You just like me.
I guess that's it. Peter home yet?
No, he got a call
and had to go back to the hospital.
Hello, Minerva.
Miss Roy, just look at all these presents.
My, my. They sure is beautiful. I reckon
this won't be like the other times.
I reckon Miss Stanley going to get married
sure enough this time. Bless the Lord.
This time it's the right man.
- He certainly is. Poor Mr. Craig.
- What do you mean, poor Mr. Craig?
Nothing, child, except the gentleman
what gets Miss Stanley, gets a handful.
That dress fit you exactly. Didn't need
no fixing when you was married.
Stan has got a smaller waist.
And Miss Stanley takes after her mama
and her Uncle William, the Fitzroy side.
Now you just like your grandma,
Mrs. Timberlake.
Only I'm not so pretty.
No.
Did you come straight home
from the factory?
Yes, I came straight home.
- What kept you so long?
- I walked.
Why did you walk?
Pleasure, that's all. Just pleasure.
- William's coming over.
- Yes, I know.
Well, aren't you gonna change your
clothes? Make yourself presentable?
- Better put on your other suit.
- Why should I?
Haven't you any pride? Or don't you care?
I guess, I don't care.
You don't care, that's the trouble. If
you cared things wouldn't be as they are.
Well, things are as they are.
Oh, you're a fool.
Lavinia.
I don't blame William
for taking advantage of a fool.
My dealings with your beloved brother
are things of the past. Done.
We have other and better things
to think about.
- Such as?
- Our children, their future.
Stanley's marriage.
- Well?
- Lavinia, I have a feeling...
It's nothing definite, just a feeling.
That things are not as they should be.
No one's making her marry Craig.
It's her own choice.
Ha. She doesn't know her own mind.
Oh, that's nonsense, Asa. She knows her
own mind better than the rest of us.
That's their ring. William and Charlotte.
Hurry, Asa. Go down and let them in.
That's Mrs. Carter's old family
clock. It came from Brussels, Belgium.
I remember. She told me.
It's real nice of Mrs. Carter, isn't it?
- Look, William. Isn't this a lovely shape?
- Junk.
- William.
- Asa.
- Hello, Charlotte.
- Hello, Asa.
My, so many lovely presents.
- How are you?
- Lf I listened to the doctor...
...I'd be in a wheelchair.
I don't and I'm not.
- He's feeling better lately, aren't you?
- I missed you at the office.
Tax payments have been coming up...
...against the old
Timberlake-Fitzroy Corporation.
There's no sense in throwing
money away on a dead company.
This statement says
the corporation's dissolved.
It needs your signature.
I promised to have it in the mail tonight.
Where's Stanley?
Ever since you gave her the car, William,
we've seen very little of Stanley.
Ha. The way she drives, like a lunatic.
"Eighty-five in the city limits,"
the last ticket said.
If it had been anybody else but my niece,
she'd have gone to jail.
What Stanley needs is a firm hand.
Somebody with gumption enough
to make her toe the line.
A man with enough red blood in him
to boss her.
William, how you talk.
Well, she'll have a husband pretty soon.
- That'll be his job.
- Craig's not up to it.
He's soft.
She'll twist him around her little finger.
- Maybe not.
- There's two ways of breaking a colt.
Stanley needs a whip.
And Craig won't bring out the whip
any more than you would, Asa.
If he's anything like Daddy,
Stanley's very lucky.
Oh, you and your daddy.
Asa may understand you well enough.
But I could tell you a thing
or two about Stanley.
Give me five minutes.
there's still time.
- Do you?
- No.
Are you afraid?
I know, you're thinking about Roy.
We're in love. Nothing else matters.
Nothing else matters.
That's right.
I adore you, Peter.
- Good evening.
- Miss Stanley. I'm taking the car...
...to give it a wash and polish.
- All right. Thank you, Parry.
Uncle, dear, I'm so sorry to be late.
- Hello, Charlotte.
- You'd better be sorry.
- I couldn't help it. I've been shopping.
- I don't like that dress. It's short.
- You should like it. It cost you enough.
- Your dresses are short.
- Did Parry pick up your car?
- He got it when I came in.
I wish you'd let him do the driving. It
would save me paying your speeding fines.
Stanley, you've got to stop driving like a
lunatic or I'll let them take you to jail.
You wouldn't let them do that to me,
would you, Uncle William?
I don't want people tagging along
everywhere I go.
I have half a mind not to give you
something I've got in my pocket.
- Which pocket?
- Here, stop it, stop it.
Keep your hands out of my pockets.
Get out, I say. Ha-ha-ha.
Oh, Uncle William, don't be mean to me.
I can't wait.
Well, there.
It's a good deal more than you deserve.
Uncle, you darling. Father, look.
Isn't he marvelous?
- That's very generous of you, William.
- Thank you, too, Aunt Charlotte.
It's wonderful, darling.
Father's giving Stanley some of Grandma's
furniture to start housekeeping.
How about a kiss for your old uncle,
huh?
You're not gonna turn your cheek, are you?
Not after that check.
This on top of everything else,
Uncle William, you're so good to me.
- I reckon it won't be lasting you long.
- There's plenty more where that came from.
What? You minx.
You hear that? You'd better keep
a close hand on your pocketbook.
What'll you have to drink?
- Whiskey and water.
- Remember what the doctor said.
- The devil with that fussbudget.
Nobody's gonna tell me what I can do
and what I can't.
That's the spirit, Uncle William.
I suppose you've heard what I'm doing
with that white elephant...
...that used to belong to your family
up on Waverly Street.
I have a row of taxpayers in mind.
And maybe some apartments up above.
It was a good building in its day, I
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