The Children's Hour

You girls take the

napkins and the plates.

Out of there. Come on,

go find your mom.

Aunt Lily!

Aunt Lily!

- Would you help me here, please?

- It's not exactly my line, Martha.

- Thank you.

- But all right.

There we are.

Grandma!

Grandma!

Darling!

Grandma, I'm so glad you came.

I could hardly sleep last night,

waiting to see you today.

- Mrs. Tilford, will you excuse me, please?

- Yes, surely.

My!

Your new dress looks

lovely on you, Mary.

- And I must say, you look nice and healthy.

- Healthy?

The way they make you slave around here, I'm

lucky I don't have gray hair and rickets!

- It's all for your own good.

- Everything I hate always is.

Anyway, I'm glad you're here.

- How do you do, Miss Dobie?

- Fine, Miss Wright.

- What do you think of our school?

- I rather like it. And you?

I may be hasty, but I

think it's here to stay.

I think we'll have two or

three new pupils next term.

Martha, it's almost

too good to believe.

Let's not stand here and gloat.

You should have a kitchen helper.

It's just too much to teach all

day, then cook, wash the dishes.

Aunt Lily, 10 minutes is a

long time for one glass.

I do not aim for speed, Martha.

I aim for perfection in life.

Will you try to perfect a few more?

If you'll excuse me, I have

one of my headaches.

I think I'd better go to my room and

prepare for tomorrow's classes.

- Good night.

- Good night.

Sleep well, Aunt Lily, and knit

up the raveled sleeve of care.

Karen...

You know that if I could support her in

any other way, I wouldn't have her here.

She worries you too much. One day,

we'll have enough money to...

Money! I forgot to tell you.

I did the bills, and we're

$90 ahead this month!

- Ahead? I can't believe it!

- It's not much, but it's the first time.

Out of the red, into the black.

- Finally!

- What'll we do with it?

- Save it.

- You need clothes.

- What about you?

- I'm a skirt-and-blouse character.

We're always in style.

But you're not.

You're Fifth Avenue.

Rue de la Paix.

- You need to be kept up.

- Yes, like an old battle monument.

I'm serious.

I remember how you used

to dress in college.

The first time I ever saw you,

running across the quadrangle,

your hair flying.

At the time, I was running

from a chemistry professor.

I remember thinking,

"What a pretty girl."

Time for lights out.

Your turn to crack the whip.

I'll finish up here.

- Hurry back, and we'll take a walk.

- All right, I'd like that.

- All right, girls.

- Already?

Miss Wright, my new ring, it's gone.

I can't find it anywhere.

Don't worry about it.

We'll look for it tomorrow.

All right, bedtime.

Lights out, everyone.

Go ahead and sing.

A woman who sings while she

works is a happy woman.

Who said that?

Joseph Cardin, M.D.

You ever hear of him?

No. Ethical doctors

don't advertise.

Ethical doctors starve.

I thought you were at the

hospital Sunday nights.

I was. I traded with Dr. Mallory.

Sunday for Wednesday?

It's an even swap. They

both have 24 hours.

Why don't you just crawl

in and browse around?

- You know what I did this morning?

- What?

I delivered my 100th baby.

Congratulations.

- How many children do you want, Martha?

- I already have 20.

Upstairs.

- Where's Karen?

- Putting them to bed.

That's good practice.

Why don't you pay tuition? Then you

could eat three meals a day here.

Martha, you've been a little

sharp with me lately.

Have I?

Maybe it's me.

Maybe it is.

Wait.

- Where did you get this book, Mary?

- Hurry up. I've read this page twice!

Okay, turn it.

Wow!

Double wow!

She's headed this way.

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