Small Town Girl

Synopsis: Kay is a girl living in a small rural town whose life is just too dull and repetitious to bear. One night, she meets young, handsome, and rich Bob Dakin, who asks her for directions while drunk and then proceeds to take her out on a night on the town. Kay likes the stranger, and when the drunken Bob decides that they should get married, Kay hesitates little before consenting. The morning after the affair, Bob, once sober, regrets his mistake. His strict and upright parents, however, insist that the young couple pretend marriage for 6 months before divorcing, in order to avoid bad publicity. Bob resents Kay for standing in the way of him and his fiancée, Priscilla, but Kay still hopes that he'd have a change of heart.
 
IMDB:
6.7
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Year:
1936
106 min
82 Views


And Harvard's glory shall be our aim

Through the ages, we'll hail its name

When together we sing its name

Harvard! Harvard!

Harvard!

Yay!

How about those grapefruit, Kay?

Mrs. Johnson's in a hurry.

Oh, yes. Just a minute.

Wish they'd fix up that detour

Or stop that basketball

Or whatever that game is

They play every saturday.

The noise just drives me crazy.

But they're having

such fun, Mrs. Johnson.

Well, it's beyond me.

Now, pick me out

A couple of nice ones, George.

Right, Mrs. Johnson.

These that are soft on the stem spot

Are the best.

Uh, Kay, bring in some of that celery.

Don't forget to tell your

mother that the club meets

With Mrs. Whitehall this afternoon.

Hey, don't kick about this detour.

Look.

Hey! They tell me

This town is loaded with

beautiful and understanding women.

Come and see Harvard

Kick Yale over its own

fence. We'll bring you back.

I haven't got a ticket.

Oh, that's all right.

You can sit on my lap.

I want to breathe down

your swanlike neck.

As a matter of fact, seeing you,

I don't think I'll

go to the game at all.

Hey, come back in, Vince.

Attention!

Oh.

Allow me to introduce the Yale bulldog,

Only they forgot to clip his ears.

He fell out of a tree back there.

Then he must be very hungry.

Ah, in return, let me present you

With Dr. Picard's original

stratosphere blimp.

And use it.

You're too cute to have

both feet on the ground.

Hey, Kay, how about that celery?

I said apples, not onions, Kay.

Oh, I'm sorry, Mrs. Pruitt.

Here, you go on, and one

of us will drop them by.

And 3 pounds. Now, be sure, Kay.

I've got to have them for dinner.

Yes, Mrs. Pruitt.

Why don't you take your

rolls-Royce and go to the game?

You can see we're not busy around here.

Oh, George, I was just

having a little fun.

They're so silly.

Well, Agnes, how's Fred today?

Better. Thanks, Florence,

But that boil will not come to a head

On his neck here.

Mmm. Right on his neck.

Mm-Hmm.

You know, if you take a bottle

And fill it with scalding water

And the empty it suddenly-

Yes, I know.

Draws it right out with a plop,

But Fred's so touchy.

Hello.

Well, yes, Mrs. Bradshaw. Just a moment.

Get me a pencil, sis.

You don't need it.

I can give you her order,

The same for the last 5 years-

A nice fat fryer, a bottle of olives-

Shh! Hello.

Oh, yes. Mr. Dean brought in

Some very nice fryers, Mrs. Bradshaw.

Cranberries? Yes.

Of course, they tell me

That bacon rinds is as good as anything,

But it does dirty up the shirt collar.

Olives? Yes.

Oh, Fred wouldn't stand for that.

Remind her the celery.

Yes. A pound of butter.

Florence, let's go over to Seaver's.

I want to look at some ribbons.

Come along, darling.

Good-Bye, Kay.

Good-Bye, Mrs. Haynes.

Good-Bye, Kay.

Good-Bye, Mrs. Martin.

Yes, Mrs. Bradshaw. Thank you.

Good-Bye.

Well, let's weigh out some potatoes.

We've got a minute now,

And everybody will want them

Over the weekend.

We can be sure of that, can't we?

Every weekend.

Mm-Hmm.

Penny for your thoughts.

Come on. Start filling.

My thoughts would cost

a lot more than a penny.

What do you get out of life, em?

Why, lots. Oh, say, Tommy,

Don't forget to deliver

That Jurgen's corned

beef the first thing.

You bet.

No, really, em. What?

What what?

What do you get out of life?

George and the baby

And the store here and all our friends.

Why, what else is there, silly?

Oh, nothing I guess...

in carvel.

Now, look here, honey.

If you're going to start getting moody

On a busy saturday-

Oh, but, em, didn't you want

To get away from here once?

And you could have taken

that job in Boston, too.

It wasn't like it is now

When I don't even get a reply

To a single ad I answer.

You know you felt like I do.

Well, perhaps I did once,

But then suddenly George

took the place of all that.

That's the way it hits you, Kay.

But just to be planted here

In this same

- For the rest of your life

When you know there's so much more.

Hello.

Here, Kay.

You're so all-Fired anxious

To get out in that circus.

Take these letters down and mail them

At the post office.

Sure.

Oh, very nice.

All right.

Thank you.

Hi, Kay!

Hey, hold your horses.

I'm heading that way myself.

Oh, I can't wait, Elmer.

I've got to mail these letters

And then get on back to the store.

No, no, wait a minute.

I want to talk to you.

Kay, how are you? You

keeping your chin up?

Keeping your chin up?

Ha ha! How'd you know

I was gonna say that?

Oh, I don't know.

Just because you always do, I guess.

Well, then I'll stop saying it.

I mean, if you don't like it,

If you don't want me to.

I want you to do anything

you feel like doing.

Well, do you mean that?

Oh, Elmer, stop.

My, some of these cars

Are pretty colors, aren't they?

Ah, they're all right if you

like them gaudy, I suppose.

Gee, it was funny back there

on the pole a while ago.

I sort of got some dust in my throat,

And without thinking, I let

fly right down on a girl's hat.

Oh, Elmer, you didn't.

That's disgusting.

Well, I couldn't help it.

Too late to yell to her to duck.

Well, all right, but you

needn't laugh about it.

I'm sorry.

What, did you snitch that off a car?

No. This is Dr. Picard's

Original stratosphere blimp,

And it was given to me because...

because I have a pretty neck.

Now, what the heck

are you talking about?

Oh, nothing.

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John Lee Mahin

John Lee Mahin (August 23, 1902, Evanston, Illinois – April 18, 1984, Los Angeles) was an American screenwriter and producer of films who was active in Hollywood from the 1930s to the 1960s. He was known as the favorite writer of Clark Gable and Victor Fleming. In the words of one profile, he had "a flair for rousing adventure material, and at the same time he wrote some of the raciest and most sophisticated sexual comedies of that period." more…

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