Strangers May Kiss

Synopsis: Lisbeth is a modern woman who thinks that marriage is old fashioned. She has two men in her life; Steve, who wants to marry her and Alan, who wants her to travel with him. Despite all the warnings by her friends and family, Lisbeth goes to Mexico with Alan where she is happy until she finds out that he has a wife in Paris and that he is leaving for his next job without her. Devastated, she spends a few years in Europe being the life of the party. While her reputation is well known, her life of gaiety has not made her happy.
81 min

Thank mr. Stewart for the

Use of his plane, will you?

Tell him we'll borrow it

Again next weekend.

Thank you, sir.

Oh, dear. I'm afraid we can't go. Why?

Aunt celia's coming down

From boston for thanksgiving.

Well, tell you

What we'll do.

We'll ask her to come

Along to the football game.


That's just for fun.



Ha ha ha!



That's ok.

Ha ha ha!

Say bye-bye.

And now

For the wicked city.

And the struggle for life,

Liberty, and elbow room.

With 8 million


Gosh, how I hate it.

We're the only

Free ones-us two.

And thus we'll stay,


Yes, sir.

Ha ha ha!

Say, listen.

The next time

We're up in the air,

You be a great deal

More careful.

Yes, milord.

You're a very

Dangerous woman.

Oh. I suppose

If we climb a tree

Between here and new york,

It'll be my fault.

I suppose you

Might just as well

Get it over with

Right here and now.

There's an idea.

Uh-oh. Well, no more

Of that, now.

Yes, sir.

Uh, no, sir.

Ha ha ha!

Ha ha ha!

How about

A drink of coca-cola?

Well, here we are.

Ha ha ha!


Thank you.


I'm going

To the office.

I've got to see

The sporting editor

About seats for

The football game.

Darling, I forgot

All about it.

I made a date for this

Game, made it last year,

Before you came along and

Ruined my peace of mind.

Who is he?

Boy I used to go

To school with.

Come on. Be the big,

Broad-minded type.

Let's take stevie

Along. What do you say?

Ok, darling.

I'll phone you later

About dinner.

All right. Fine.



Oh, lisbeth.


If I thought that you

Were the least bit sorry...

Oh... Silly man.

I'd hurry right down to the

Brooklyn bridge and jump off.

Then we couldn't have

Dinner together, could we?

By jove, that's right.

So we couldn't.

No, we couldn't.

Ha ha ha!

Ha ha ha!

Bye, dear.

See you later.

If I could invent a cream that

Would make 37 look like 17,

I'd use it myself.

Mr. Furburton.

Don't send up any more

Advertising matter until I see it.

Yes. You're getting so artistic,

I'm almost a secret.

The geneva sterling stuff

Is for sale,

Not an artist's model.

Ha ha! Keep away

From the art department.

Good morning.

Good morning, mary.

I've made some footnotes.

Answer these,

Will you?

Yes, miss sterling.

And give these

To miss corbin.

Oh, here she is.

Hello, darling.

Good morning.

I'm 10 minutes late.

Did the business survive?

I'm so glad

You've come.

More complaints.


Mm-hmm. You're

So sweet about them.

They give me a-

Well, no matter.

Poor dears.

They must be beautiful.

Hmm. I'd like to answer this one myself.

Well, go ahead.

I'll take it.

My dear madam,

The geneva sterling skin

Food does not lift faces,

And it has almost no effect on leather.

Yours so and so

And so and so.

Have you got it?

Yes. "dear madam,

"I'm sorry we did not

Solve your problem.

"write us more fully, and we'll give

The matter every personal attention.

Yours very sincerely."

Smart girl.

Have a grand time?

Oh, seventh heaven...


If there is one.

Had your breakfast?

Uh, yes. Uh, probably.

I don't know.

So you still

Love him?

Oh, more than the earth, the

Sun, the moon, and the stars...

With the milky way

Thrown in for good measure.

My dear child,

If you feel that way,

Why don't you

Marry him?

Ha ha!


Why don't you?

We don't believe in the

Awful necessity of marriage.

You mean,

He doesn't.

I mean what I said.

And by the way-


When did you go


When I got sense.

At present,

I'm carrying on

A purely platonic affair

With a very rich man.


You're funny.

No. Clever.

I'll marry him


Unless he's smarter

Than I am.

Ha ha!

He isn't.

Go, team!


Now, now,

Now, boys-

Come here, boys.

Hold him.

Oh, now,

Wait a minute, fellas.

Atta baby-curses!



Aw, gee. That's

The kind of a-


Come on! Come on!

Good gracious,


Oh... Sorry.

No time for etiquette,

The young hyenas.

Well, how are the females

Of the species?

Thirsty son

Of old boston

Bursts into girls' rooms,

Pursued by angry mob.

Ha ha! Speaking of mobs,

Where's uncle andrew?

Yes, where

Is uncle andrew?

I don't know.

There's a telegram

I sent him last night

From boston.


He didn't get it.


Oh, no.

He's always late.

Up to his knees

In business, you know.

Steve will be like that after you two

Have been married for a year or so.

Us married?

Haven't you heard?

There's a goof

Named alan.

Who is he?

He's the fly

In the ointment.

In fact,

The ointment

Is practically

All flies.

Well, what is he?

Well, your honor,

It's this way.

You see, he writes.

A foreign


In a big way.

One of those guys who's always

Honing in on revolutions,

Having breakfast

With mussolini-

Wherever there's trouble in the

World, he goes and sits among it.

And no more home ties

Than a floating kidney.

Oh, you wouldn't be

Happy married to a man

Who traipses about

Like that.

Who's talking

Of marrying?

Every girl isn't born with a

Marriage license in her hand.

No, but steve's been in

Love with you for ages.

Ever since she

Stepped on my face

With her

Roller skates.

But seriously, I don't

Mean to be prying,

But if your mother

Were still alive-

Dear aunt celia,

I am free, white, and 21.

Sound in wind

And limb.

Shut up. And I know

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Ursula Parrott

Katherine Ursula Towle (March 26, 1900 – September 1957) better known by her pen name Ursula Parrott, was an American writer of romantic fiction stories and novels. more…

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