The Magnificent Ambersons Page #3

well done your duty here.

Be delighted.

- What did you say your name was?

- Morgan.

(Oh, well, I'm certainly

glad you're back.)

(It's nice to be back too,

Jack. It's been a long time.)

Who's that?

Oh, I didn't catch his name when

my mother presented him to me.

You mean the queer-looking duck?

- The who?

- The queer-looking duck.

Oh, I wouldn't say that.

The one with him

is my Uncle Jack.

Honourable Jack Amberson.

I thought everybody knew him.

He looks as though everybody

ought to know him. Seems to

run in your family.

Well, I suppose almost everybody

does know him. Out in this part

of the country especially.

- Uncle Jack's pretty well-known.

He's a congressman, you know.

- Oh, really?

Oh, yes. The family always liked

to have somebody in Congress.

It's sort of a good

thing, in one way.

- Hello, Lucy!

- Hello!

How do all these ducks

get to know you so quick?

Oh, I've been here a week.

Seems to me you've

been pretty busy!

- Most of these...

- Hello, Lucy!

- Hello!

Most of these ducks, I don't

know what my mother invited

them here for, anyway.

Don't you like them?

Oh I used to be president

of a club we had here and

some of them belonged to it.

But I don't care much for

that sort of thing anymore.

I really don't see why

my mother invited 'em.

Maybe she didn't want to

offend their fathers and mothers.

I hardly think that my mother

need worry about offending

anybody in this old town.

Must be wonderful, Mr.

Amberson. Mr. Minafer, I mean.

- What must be wonderful?

- To be so important as that.

- Oh, that isn't important.

- (Good evening.)

- Good evening.

Anybody that really is anybody oughta

be able to do about as they like in

their own town, I should think.

- Hello!

- Well! How's that for a bit

of freshness!

- What was?

- That queer-looking duck

waving his hand at me like that.

He meant me!

Oh, he did?

Everybody seems to mean you!

- See here, are you

engaged to anybody?

- No!

You certainly seem to

know a good many people!

Papa does. He used to live

in this town before I was born.

- Where do you live now?

- We've lived all over.

What do you keep moving around

so for? Is he a...promoter?

No, he's an inventor.

Oh? What's he invented?

- Georgie.

- Grandfather.

Just lately he's been working on

a new kind of horseless carriage.

Horseless carri...automobile?

Well, well.

Don't you approve of

them, Mr. Minafer?

Oh, yes...they're all right.

You know, I'm just

beginning to understand.

Understand what? What?

What it means to be a real

Amberson in this town.

Papa told me something about

it before we came, but I see

he didn't say half enough.

Did your father say he knew

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