The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie Page #3

It is pt de foie gras.

Pt de foie gras.

Oh, it must be marvelous

to be French.

The French have

a genius for food...

but I doubt French women

will ever get the vote.

I was quite emphatic about it.

"I'll not pull my punches, Miss Mackay",

I said.

"Miss Brodie's girls are different".

- Oh, you said that?

- Oh, I said it, all right...

and I meant it.

Thank you,

Miss Lockhart.

The Brodie set, indeed.

Wee girls refusing

to wash their faces.

Oh, Miss Brodie,

they informed me...

hasn't washed her face

in 20 years.

She looks clean enough

from here.

Miss Brodie prescribes

cold cream.

She always looks

so extreme.

This is my new girl,

Mr. Lowther, Mary McGregor.

Mr. Lowther. There's a great deal

Mr. Lowther can teach you...

about the modulation

of your tones.

Oh!

Miss Brodie, I thought... that is,

I hoped there might be time...

for a wee cup of tea in the common room

before the afternoon classes.

Oh!

how nice of you

to ask me, Mr. Lowther.

Now, girls, I leave

Mary McGregor in your charge.

Thank you.

Well, Mary McGregor,

how much pocket money do you get?

O-O-One and six a week.

One and six?

Your father gives you one and six?

M-M-Mr. Ealing

gives it to me.

I don't have

a f-f-father or mother.

- Who's Mr. Ealing?

- At the b-b-bank. He's our guardian.

He takes care

of the m-m-money.

Well, I'd like to be an orphan heiress

and get my pocket money...

from bankers that

don't know any better.

Does your brother

get one and six too?

I d-d-don't know.

He's 14.

My b-b-brother

has run away...

from four schools.

Your brother sounds

like a bad lot.

So I thought that this Sunday...

I would treat myself

to one last day...

of sun and water.

I wonder, Mr. Lowther,

if you might be able to help me.

- In what way, Miss Brodie?

- Why, you might know if there's any possibility...

of my renting

a little boat at Cramond.

Oh, well, Miss Brodie,

I have a boat.

Oh, do you, Mr. Lowther?

It would give me

the greatest pleasure, uh...

I mean, i-if you would consider

coming with me.

Oh, but I couldn't

trouble you, Mr. Lowther.

Trouble? Oh, Miss Brodie,

I would have asked you before many times...

but I... I didn't want

to seem to push myself.

Please, Miss Brodie,

say you'll come with me.

Very well, Mr. Lowther.

On Sunday?

On Sunday.

After church, of course.

Oh, of course, Mr. Lowther.

Do you think Mr. Lloyd

is the crme de la crme...

or Mr. Lowther?

Neither. It's us.

"Little girls, if you will

only listen to me...

I will make of you

the crme de la crme."

My father says these are

the happiest days of our lives.

But if these are supposed

to be the happiest...

why does Miss Brodie

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