All language subtitles for Good Morning, Miss Dove (1955)

This is Liberty Hill, a
small frashe watertown,

where streets are
named for trees and heroes

and a sense of life's
continuity runs in the air.

It is like a hundred
other America's towns

smart and couzy and puting
a special stamp on its own. '

People born and raised
here, high and low, rich and poor,

are neighbours in
an irrevocable way.

They have all the space
of the whole generations,

then exposed at a
tender, malleable age...

to the impartial justice,
inflexible regulations...

and the grey, calm, neutral eyes of
the same teacher - the Terrible Miss Dove.

Good morning, Miss Dove.
- Good morning, Mr Porter.

What is that you
using on your lilies?

Sulphate of ammonia, the best fertilizer
on the market. - Except for lilies, Mr Porter.

Particularly for lilies,.
Miss Dove. - They will perish.

There she goes,
Jincey - 8.15 right on the dot!

I wish Little Whosit Loopo would copy
Miss Dove's develope sense of the time.

Who could strain? Imagine burping a baby
that in many ways resembled Terrible Miss Dove!

Seventeen minutes past eight.
Eat your oatmeal, David. Miss Dove just went by.

You don't want to be tardy.
- Oh, puke! The oatmeal stinks.

Excuse yourself and get to
school! - Yes, sir. Excuse me.

Go on!

Good morning, Miss Dove.
- Good morning, Mr Levine.

Our Morrice is coming
home today to pay as a visit.

Naturally, he will want
to see his old teacher.

I shall be happy to see Maurice.

Good morning, Miss Dove.
- Good morning, William.

Bobsie! - Hi. - Hi Marky,
how's that left foot?

What a morning Peggie, how's
my best girl? - Fine. - Ata girl.

Well, well, who is this
girl? What a pretty pink dress.

It's orange, Mr Spivey.
My mother made it.

She did?

Isn't he cute with the small fry?
He oughtta have oodles of his own.

It's a shame such a
family man never married.

Good morning, Miss Dove. - Good
morning, Mr Spivey. - John, send me a fast one!

Nice try, Mr Spivey. Let me caddy for
you. - Please don't bother, Miss Elwood.

Spring's certainly in the air.

Boys play baseball, state
proficiency tests coming up...

Say, is Cedar Grove going for the
geography pennant again this year?

The children
will do they best.

I trust the results will
reflect credit on all concerned.

I heard what you
said about spring, Mr Spivey.

Isn't just a bloody... day makes you
want to do something really mad! Whooh!

Good morning, Miss Dove.
- Good morning, Perry.

Good morning, Miss Dove.
- Good morning, Terry.

Good morning, Miss Dove.
- Good morning, Robert.

Good morning, Miss Dove. - Good
morning, Mark. - I forgot my handkerchief.

First things first, Harrison.
Good morning, Miss Dove.

Good morning, Harrison.
You may provide a tissue from my desk.

Good morning, Miss Dove.
- Good morning, Margaret.

Good morning, Miss Dove.
- Good morning, Miles.

Attention, please.

The lesson will begin.

We will continue with our study
of the dietary habits of animals.

"Bears like honey.
They are also fond of red ants

which have a flavour similar
to that of pickles. "

Robert!

You know what to do, Robert.

You may return to your desk, Robert.

We will resume.

"The camel is not a pretty beast,
but he can go days without water. "

Margaret, to remind of the class, you will
now occupy the posture correction stool.

We will resume.

Hey, you better tank up!

"The camel is not a pretty beast,
but he can go days without water. "

Ah, who's afraid of that old... stick?

Good morning, Miss Dove.
- Good morning, David.

Proficiency tests prepared by State
board of education, will be held next Monday.

Therefore I think it would be
advisable to utilise this period for review.

No, David. You had ample opportunity
to quench your thirst before class.

Take out your books, please.

I advise that you memorise the agriculture
products of the Argentine pampas.

'That's strange. A sharp pain. '

'Probably a muscular spasm. '

'If I tranquillize my
mind it will pass. '

'I will think about the Alps - white,
clean, rising above lake Lucerne. '

Come back, Victoria.

Hellfire and damnation!

You will remain after class, David.

Yes, Miss Dove.

Nothing is achieved
by swearing.

Open your notebook to a blank page.

You will copy that sentence 20 times.
- You mean, before lunch?

By the time you have finished,
the cafeteria will still be open.

David...

Yes, Miss Dove?

Is your father likely to be home?
- But I'm doing the sentences, Miss Dove.

Answer my question, David.

Your father, does he
come home for lunch?

Yes, Miss Dove. Daddy's home.

I am indisposed, David.

I... I am ill.

Will you go and tell your father?
Ask him to call young Dr Hurley.

Mention this to no-one.

David, do not loiter.
Run.

I'll take a short cut through
where the old bank used to be!

"Where the old bank used to be."

Hello there! Home from school?

Good afternoon, Mrs Aldrich.
- I returned this morning, but it is.

Welcome home, my
dear. Nice to see you.

Thank you, Dr Hurley, nice to see you.
And how is young Dr Hurley?

He celebrated his
45th birthday yesterday.

His 45th?
- Yes.

Look at her, John. My John, hasn't
she something that sets her apart?

It's like delicate way the difference
between fine porcelain and ordinary ware.

Well, that's name school at Hadson should've
given her something, it certainly cost enough.

Not as much as it cost your father
to send you to Harrow and Oxford.

Money is nothing to do with
it. Quality can't be purchased.

That girl is born
to be anything in all.

Whatever she becomes
is certain to be remarkable.

As her father, you're could
be predrasude - but you may be right.

Welcome home.
- Thank you, sir.

It's pleasant to see you,
Mr Porter. - The feeling is mutual.

I hope Mrs Porter is in good good held.
- She is, and most thankfull to see you.

She told me to find out when
you and your father will come to dinner.

Of course, it doesn't
have to be your father.

I expect you met some dashing young
men while you was away from Liberty Hill.

Yes, I met one I liked very much.

What's that?
- You would like him too, Papa.

He's an archaeology
major at Princeton.

Tell me about later.
Right now, I have a surprise.

In the mail this morning, from my London
dealer, i have been expecting it for 5 years

that elusive edition
of Marco Polo's travels.

Oh, I know how happy you are.
But you haven't opened it.

So I could share it with
you tonight, after dinner.

Then let's go home. Dinner can be early.
May we give you a ride, Mr. Porter?

No, I have things to attend to -
it's the first of the month.

See you tomorow, John. While you're
about it, send a draft for the book - $200.

If they'd only known -
I was ready to go to five!

$200!

From 13th century Venice to Old
Cathay, what a time to have lived!

Next year, I've make my
mind, we'll make the tour.

The grandest of grand tours.
I'll show you every corner of the world.

Last summer, Mr Pendleton
rode a bicycle all through Greece.

Mr Pendleton?
Who's Mr Pendleton?

Oh, papa, you never listen.

He's the young man from
Princeton I told you about.

Oh, yes, the archaeologist.

His name is Welford
Banning Pendleton III.

Lovely, my dear.

Mr Pendleton wrote me a letter.

He asked leave to visit me
this summer, here in Liberty Hill.

Papa!

Henry! Henry!

Call Dr Hurley!
Something's happened to my...

It's too late for Dr Hurley, Miss Dove.

Yes?

Miss Dove is here, sir.
- Have her come in, please.

Thank you for coming.
Won't you please sit down?

What I must tell you... is as
painful to me as it will be for you.

I should like to have put it
off, but... - Tell me, Mr Porter.

Your father availed himself
of the bank's assets

without first observing
the conventional forms.

He stole? Are you saying
that my father stole?

Let us say he "borrowed".

How much, Mr Porter? - $11,430 to
be exact - in dribbles, here and there.

No more than he could have
hoped to return one day. - $11,430!

This must be repaid,
at once. - By whom?

By me, of course. There's the
house, the rare editions, the paintings.

Their disposal will more than
cover my father's... indebtedness.

Unfortunetly, it won't be as simple
as that. I've been going over his books.

The house, all his possessions,
is mortgaged to the hilt.

Miss Dove, your father
was one of my closest friends.

Were I financialy able, I would happily
cover this "indebtedness" to the bug...

before there is
any scandal. - Scandal?

There must be no scandal!
- I don't see how it can be avoided.

Can't the bank make over to me
this deficit as a personal loan?

Until i repay it.
- You? How could you repay it?

I... I shall secure employment.

A position. A teaching position.

A teaching position? My dear child,
what are you prepared to teach?

I know a great deal about the world.

I cannot imagine a young
lady who knows less.

I should have been more explicit.
Not the world, the Earth.

I have read my father's books.

I could find my way through
Carthage, where to rise again.

I can point out on a map of
Iowa every field with corn grost holest.

I know every turn of the Nile
and every eddy of the Mississippi.

I'm not even certain sure I put my mind,
that I couldn't locate the Northwest Passage.

I am superbly qualified to
teach geography, Mr. Porter.

and I will teach geography.

There will be no scandal.

And I will repay my father's debt.

You are president
of this bank.

Sure you can arrange
somehow a personal loan.

I'll try, as you're seems so determined,
but I really can't guarantee anything.

Thank you. Meanwhile, I will make
my application to the school board.

Good morning, Mr Porter.

Is there anything you wish, Mr Porter?
- Yes. Get me the Superintendent of Schools.

Yes, sir.

"Dear Mr Pendleton...

"The news that you have
been awarded a fellowship...

"by the Carnegie Foundation...

"is most gratifying.

"Much to my regret,...

"the death of my father...

"will prevent my receiving you...

"this summer. "

Mail, Mr Pembleton.

Oh, thank you, Ames.

I... I took the liberty...

I had to express my sympathy in
person. - Please come in, Mr Pendleton.

Now that I'm here, there's so little I can say
that... - You've said it very well, Mr Pendleton.

Please sit down.

Welford is an awful name, isn't it?
But must you call me Mr Pendleton?

My friends call me Woof.

I don't suppose you'd care to?

No, but I should like
to call you Welford.

Thank you.

Just what does the Carnegie
Fellowship mean, Welford?

4 year in Tibet with
the Archer expedition.

Tibet? You'll
see the Himalayas.

We'll sail down the Brahmaputra, then Lhasa...
- Lhasa... One of the oldest cities in the history of men.

On to Shigatse and the sacred
lakes. - Wait! I know their names.

Manasarowar... and Rakas Tal.

Right! Then along the ancient
route to Kashmir and the Tarim Basin.

Oh, Mr Pendleton,... Welford,...

how I envy you.

I don't want you to envy me,...

I want you to come with me.

Come with you? - I know it
must seem premature, but...

from the first moment we met
at Miss Kingsley's weekly tea, I...

I felt that our friendship
be gonna in some pleasent osmosis.

Might ripen into something warmer.

Remember, we left the others
and strolled along the river?

We sat on a marble bench and you
described the misty isles of Greece.

We like the same things.

Yes, we do.

My assets are not impressive.

I have a $1,500 grant me Fondation,
and $5,000 my grandmother left me.

But, in all modesty, I feel I
have a future in my chosen field.

A bright future, Welford.
An exciting future.

Share it with me. Marry me.
Marry me tomorrow. Today.

Let it ring. - Oh, it will only keep
on ringing. I'll be but a moment.

Hello?

Oh... good afternoon, Mr Porter.

Everything's... been arranged?

Yes, I am... fortunate indeed.

Will you thank the Superintendent
of Schools? And thank you, Mr Porter.

Goodbye.

Well?

I am afraid, Welford, that
we... we have been premature.

We've let ourselves be carried
away by the spell of far-off places.

We have placed too much importance
on the coincidence of similar interests.

But I'm asking you to marry me.

I'm sorry, Welford, but...

my future is here...
here in Liberty Hill.

There is someone else?
- There is something else.

I, too, am about
to embark on a career.

Please wish me success
in mine, as I do you in yours.

I...

Good afternoon, Welford.

It was kind of you to come.

I will always be
honoured by your proposal.

David said you needed help, Miss Dove, so I
brought Tommy. - I requested young Dr Hurley.

My personal physician. - David told us
that, but Dr Hurley is ill with his bronchitis.

The immoderate use of tobacco.
An enslaving habit when formed earlier life.

Only know, Dr Hurley is
temporary out of circulation.

I was at Sandy's house, stickin
him in bad, and then David came.

Thomas has had excellent
training, you know. - I do know.

It's only that...
- I see your point, Miss Dove.

To ask for a seasoned medical
man to offer my services is like...

being sent Boy Scouts when one
requested the militia. - Frankly, yes, Thomas.

However, since you were kind enough
to come, I shall be glad of your opinion.

These are my symptoms: a pain at
the base of my spine, sharp and spasmodic,...

a numbness in my right limb.

That so?
Was it bad? - Yes.

And your right leg, is
complete absence of sensation?

My limb has gone to sleep.
As soon as I move about...

That's what I can't allow.

Did I understand you to say
"Can't allow"? - That's right.

And what is your diagnosis?

I haven't one yet. We have to
get you to the hospital right away.

That is quite unnecessary.
Young Dr Hurley... - Iis flat on his back.

Believe me, it is
quite necessary.

Next week, perhaps. At the
moment, I cannot be spared.

The State efficiency test... - Not next
week, not even tomorrow. Right away, now.

The fifth grade is
weak on winds of the tate... (?)

I'm afraid the decision
is not yours, Miss Dove.

Yes, Thomas.

My hat, please. My gloves and
my bag. They are in the closet.

I'll fetch them.

I always admired that
watch. Remember? - Perfectly.

I await your convenience, gentlemen.

Now... if you'll just
lean forward...this way.

Support yourself on the desk.

Now, Sandy.

Sit down... put your
arms around our necks...

That's right. There we are.

You may go, David.

Yes, Miss Dove!

Spine straight, Miss Dove.
Don't wobble about.

It is not my custom to wobble.
- Low bridge. Forward march.

David, pick up my
things, will you? - Yes, sir.

Watch the steps.

I'm afraid if put her in car might
jolt her. We'll have to carry her.

Can you make it? - Well, if you can,
I am only three months your senior.

What about Miss Dove?
- She will do so long is her spine rigid.

I am neither absent nor deaf.
I in complete command of my faculties.

I should not be discussed
in the third person.

Our apologies, Miss
Dove. No other objections?

I defer to your judgement.

You have defined my responsibility.
I shall keep my spine rigid. - Good.

An accident, doc. Is she bad off?
- Immediate situation is under control.

Scoot over to the hospital and
tell them I want a private room.

Say them I'm not asking,
I order. Tell them. - Yes, sir!

As I predicted.

What did you say, Miss Dove?
- Nothing, Alexander.

I am not one to gloat
over an empty triumph.

Spine rigid, Miss Dove.
We're almost there.

LIBERTY HILL
HOSPITAL

Miss Dove'll be all right.

But it's only frightening.

Regrettable circumstances, but we are
honoured, Miss Dove. - Thank you, Mr Fruitt.

I'll get a "special" tonight
for what you will need it.

A "practical" is all I have now.
Mrs Green's is one of our very best.

I try to be. Now what, Thomas?

Mrs Green knows what
to do. Just keep her quiet.

I certainly will, Dr Baker. - I
look in on you later, Miss Dove.

We have to deck you.

We're just gonna relax and
we're gonna have a good time.

First I'd better get you to your room.
- That would seem advisable.

We'll take off our clothes,
and then we'll feel more comfy.

The pronoun we is misleading, unless
you plan to take off your clothes, too.

Oh!

Don't you remember me,
Miss Dove? I'm Billie Jean McVeigh.

Yes, Mrs Green, I
remember you very well.

Cause I'm older now.

If you please, Mrs Green,
I am not totally incapacitated.

Miss Dove, you are not
of help if exert yourself.

Do you want me to tell Dr Baker
that you are a naughty girl?

Something for after the bath to keep
our skin soft and sweet... uh, your skin.

You now what I was thinking when
they put you as my pacient? - No, Mrs Green.

That little talcum you gave
me for Christmas in third grade.

Second grade. Girls in
third grade recive thimbles.

Mine had a picture of lilacs
on it. I was some proud.

And when yu gave it to me,
you said something I will never forget.

You said, "This is to use
after you wash your neck. "

I intended no reflection upon you,
Mrs Green. I say that to all little girls.

I didn't take it personal,
but I certainly took it to heart.

That's what I tell my
little baby, my little Ava.

She's going to applies, she is
crazy about my Country Garden.

But I trell her every time she begs
for it, I say, "First you wash yourself good. "

Well. - Yes, that's
exacctly what I tel her.

What is my temperature?
- Oh, that's confidential.

Sorry but even I told you, you wouldn't
understand - it's in centigrade or something.

It is neither in centigrade nor
in something. It is Fahrenheit.

Hey, Gee, thanks.
I'll remember that.

Asking my question,
it wasn't indiscreet.

Oh, no, not indiscreet appier. All
patients are snoopy, but, you know, rules.

Yes, Mrs Green, I know rules.

I'll stop yakking so you
can take a nice little nap.

That Country Garden
perfume we talking about,

a gentlemen friend I was seeing
until a month ago gave it to me.

He said it smelled real refined.

I was happy in his company.
Seemed mutual but it came to a dead end.

I've been a widow for five lonely
years, as you've no doubt heard.

I do not recall... - Remember when I went
way out to West Detroit to work in factory?

Well, out there, I met Mr Green.
He passed away... shortly after.

Hmm... - So, when I spoke of
being older, you see what I mean.

Your life must be full.
You have your work and your child.

Yeah.

You know Bill Holloway.
Officer Holloway, I should say.

William was one of my pupils.

I thought you might like
to know how he admires you.

You're his idea of real genteel.

I value William Holloway's opinion.

Funny how he ended
up the type he is.

Why do you say that? - Oh, just
thinking about how he started out.

Been raised by his old
grandmother, you know what she was

living in a leaky
shack by the gasworks.

William Holloway started out with a gift
rarer than mathematical genius or perfect pitch.

A child in whom the ethical instinct
was as innate as the function of breathing.

Oh, rough.

Anyone who'd tell him that could
drive a truck between his ears!

There is no point in apprising him.

He knows what he
is. He always knew.

The last desk in the
third row. - Thank you.

Good morning, Miss
Dove. Our little Jackie.

Good morning, Jacqueline. - I wanna
go home! - Her daddy all over again!

S-W-E-E-T when she wants to
be, B-A-D when she doesn't.

I will conduct you to your desk,
Jacqueline. - Good morning, Mrs Wood.

Well, Miss Dove,
if at first we don't succeed...

Good morning, Mrs Makepeace.
Good morning, Frederick.

Where'd they come from?
- Pepperdine's Market.

But we weren't in... - He picked them
up as we passed to bring you as present.

It's all right, Miss Dove, we have
understanding of Mr. Pepperdine.

On the way back, I will
tell him to put it on the bill.

Thank you Fredderik, but do not
make a habit of bringing me gifts.

You hear Miss Dove, she doesn't
want any more Mr. Pepperdine's apples.

You may take your desk
you had last year, Frederick.

It isn't that, Miss Dove, but
he's not take anything serriosly,

would you, please give
him your special attention.

All my pupils receive my
special attention. Mrs Makepeace.

Is that child entering
Cedar Grove? - Apparently.

Then I beg you, Miss Dove, keep
Freddie on the other side of room.

Oh, I believe in democracy, but I
don't want him to catch anything.

My seating arrangements
are alphabetical, Mrs. Makepeace.

But Miss Dove, it's that Holloway child!
- Sure you know that's boy background.

His grandmother is most... - I am
not interested in my pupils' backgrounds,

I'm interested in their
basic precinct character.

Good morning, I am Miss
Dove, your geography teacher.

I know your last name is Holloway,
but I do not know your first name.

It's Bill. Can I come to school?

Most certainly, William.

This is your desk.

Good morning.

Ain't that coffee done, Billy?

I'm getting it for you now, Grandma.

It'll be a cold day when Kelly's
cheap joint sees me again, let me tell you!

Insulting me in public, take away my credit,
just because I owe him a few lousy bucks.

Then threatening to call the cops
because I give him a piece of my mind.

I bet you could hear
me in the next county!

Where'd you get that?
- Mrs Schultz paid me for an errand.

Ain't she got a nerve,
considering we don't speak?!

Goodbye, Grandma. I go
out. - Where you rushing to?

If you can run errands for old
lady Schultz, who's got 2 his legs alone,

you can do a nice little
job for your grandmather.

No, I'll be late.
- Don't you stir a step.

Just take that beer bottles in
the yard and dump them. - All right.

This is the day that nosy dame from
the relief... comes snooping around.

Good morning, Miss Dove.
- Good morning, William.

Attention, please.

Your lunch, William.

Thank you, Miss Dove.
- Drink all your milk, William.

Your work is most satisfactory.

William Holloway!

Your certificate of graduation...
and the Good Attendance Medal.

This young man has a record
unique in the annals of Cedar Grove.

He has not been absent single day
in six years of elementary schooling.

My felicitations, William.

I... I came to thank you
for my graduation suit.

It was my pleasure.

Well, I guess I better be going.

I shall watch where you go with
interest. I have faith in you.

It was always so clean in here.

Like... like this was
where I really lived.

That's why I never missed a day.

Goodbye, Miss Dove.

Goodbye, William.

'I do not worry about him.
He will find his way. '

MRS. ANNIE HOLLOWAY, GRANDMOTHER
OF FORMER COURIER NEWSBOY, KILLED

Poor Annie. Wonder if she ever
knew it was a beer truck that hit her.

William...

may I offer my
expressions of sympathy?

Thank you, Miss Dove.

She did the best she could.

She didn't have my opportunities.

Her troubles are over.

Will you be riding with me?

Yeah.

I should like to
accompany you, if you wish.

Thank you, Miss Dove.

'"William Holloway,
Private First Class". '

"Corporal William Holloway". Hmm. '

Hmm! Sergeant William Holloway.

Thank you, Mr O'Neil.

These sure are... They're delicious,
Miss Dove. What's in them?

Only bread and butter, William.
When did you return? - On the 3:45.

I made a beeline straight from the station.
Maybe because I want to see you.

Also,I need your advice.
- I am honoured, William.

... isn't... (?)

Tomorrow, I'm out
of the Marines.

I now it is pretty late...
what would you advice me (?)

to use my GI educational allowance
for living expenses and finished school?

I should approve. And then what, William?
- This'll throw you problem... it will surprise you.

I'm be thinking on entering
in field of law enforcement...

I'd like to be a good cop,
I mean, good police officer.

A worthy ambition. I shall continue
to follow your career with interest.

Thank you, Miss Dove.

Miss Dove... Miss Dove?

Here's Dr Temple, Miss Dove.

I'm Dr Baker's house officer.

You may report to Dr Baker
that I'm presently comfortable.

Thank you. - Exelent. That
makes my task just much easier.

Your task? - I'm
to take your history.

And you will need some
privacy. I'll wait in the hall.

That will be quite unnecessary.
- Oh, it's custom, Miss Dove.

Dr. Hurley is provide as
with your earlier records

this is mostly statistic and cetera,
so we can get down to the immediate.

Do you suffer from periodic
headaches? - No, Dr Temple.

Respiratory infections? - No.
Nor am I subject to common colds.

Any allergies? - None.
I consider them shire affectations.

I see. Any family history of epilepsy,
night blindness or melancholy? - Certainly not.

What about your emotional life?

I beg your pardon?

Well,... love, you know. Any
feelings of frustration, inadequacy?

I have never felt inadequate.

Question is routine. Suppose we
call your emotional life satisfactory?

That will be correct.
- Are you subject to fantasy?

Does the world around you ever
assume an aura of unreality?

Yes, Dr Temple. - Could you say approximately
how long you was been cautions of this ocasions?

I can say definitely.
Since around 12 o'clock today.

Oh...

Thank you, Miss Dove.

Dr Baker will be in later, of course.

You know, we're really old friends. In a
manner of spiking, I've known you all my life.

You've known me? - I'm Adams
Temple. My mother was a Liberty Hill girl.

Angela Adams, of course.
I should have known.

Well, its been long time, mother's family moved to
Maine when she was 14, but she remembers you.

I remember her.
She, too, had an enquiring mind.

Yah, she still has. As a
metter of fact, she is very proud

on fact she is the only kid who ever
asked you a question you couldn't answer.

Indeed? - She tell it was
way back in first or second grade.

You were reading a book
on diatary habits of animals.

It said that bears like honey, and also fone on
red ants, which library assume taste like pickles.

And mother asked you how the man who
wrote the book knew how ants tasted.

Did he eat an ant to find
out, or did a bear tell him?

I recall the incident. - I'm writing her
tonight. She'll get a wallop out of this.

I quess it be.
- And I wiil looking on you.

If there's anything I
can do, just buzz.

One moment, Dr Temple.
- You want Dr Temple for something?

Yes. For the courtoisy to
ask him a few questions.

For all this time with me, he told
me nothing of my physical condition. (?)

He couldn't, he is not in charge.
You're Dr Baker's private patient.

Then what is it?
What Dr Baker suspects?

He'll tell you what
you need to know.

I see no occasion for mystery.
- Don't try to see. Let us do the thinking.

You, Thomas Baker and Angela
Adams's son will think for me?

Oh, sure. We're experienced.
Oh, look. Your first flowers.

Bill Holloway... officer
Holloway left it at the desk.

It is very beautiful.

Good afternoon, Virginia. I
didn't know you'd been admitted.

I haven't. I came to see
you. How are you, Miss Dove?

Quite comfortable,
Virginia. And you?

Wonderfull. The suspense is killing me.

If nothing's happened by the end of the
week, Dr Tillet's promised giving Nature a nudge.

By now, he sugests I
keep walking. I'd better had.

If Tommy knew I was
here he'd have a fit.

Well, I just came to wish you good luck.
- And good luck to you, Virginia. - Thank you.

I'll keep my fingers
crossed for both of us.

Good bay, Billie Jean. I know
you'll take care of her. - I sure will.

You know, I used to think she was the
snootiest, dumbest brat in Liberty Hill.

She's really a good kid.

In marriage and maternity,
Virgina has found her vocation,...

achieved her destiny.

A year ago, I was
not quite so hopeful.

# Dear old Cedar Grove, to thee

# We pledge our love and loyalty

# And though peril may beset us

# On life's tempestuous sea

# Your spirit still will guide us

# To shore and victory.

It seems only yesterday we marched
down that aisle. You too, Jincey.

Come on.

The final innings, Dove.

Let's not be downhearted.
There's always another season.

Another brat of fresh
new rookies coming up to bat.

For six years,
I pruned and polished them.

I tried to blow into them the breath
of purpose. I do not wish them back.

I wish only to believe that
they will do well without me.

Good morning, Miss Dove.
- Good morning, Virginia.

This was my place.

You may sit there now, Virginia.

The room is different.

Empty...

Like life.

Is that the same map?
Is China still orange?

It is a new map. China is purple -
cartographically, of course.

I liked the old map.
I liked the old world.

I felt secure in this room.

I felt that if I obeyed the law,
sneezed in my handkerchief,

raised my hand for permission
to speak in case of urgency...

that that was my oyster,
that nothing could go wrong.

At first it worked. Even flunking
out of university seemed like fate.

I won that talent contest and got a
job in New York singing TV commercials.

Oh, Miss Dove,
tell me what to do.

Do your duty. - What is your
duty when the world is ended?

You are 19, Nadalyn.
- What difference does that make?

Do you understand
you got how it was. (?)

I met him at the Stork Club,
I'd been in New York a week.

He spoke to the
waiter in French. ... (?)

He was everything that the papers
said he was when we were start engaged.

Yale, a yacht, and the
skyon of a prominent family.

The word is scion.
The "c" is silent.

Yes, well, he looked like what
he was. Most sky... sky scions don't.

Every night it was the Stork Club
and El Morocco and Colony and Twenty-One.

Champagne and the kind
of steaks that the wether fly. (?)

Did you ever drink
champagne, Miss Dove?

No. - It's taste just like cider,
only the effect is different.

I quess is so. - And the compliments
he paid my hair, and my eyes and my figure.

I'm anestly embarrassed to repeat them.

Reticence, Virginia,
is the sine qua non of gentility.

Anyhow, I came home to Liberty
Hill to prepare for my wedding.

I wanted to be married here
so all my friends could come.

I was modelling my wedding dress
when someone turned on the radio...

and then everything went black!

The next day I got a telegram. It says,
"Gorgeous, only you can understand".

Could you?

No. I still can't! Can you?

Certainly. Have you
a handkerchief, Virginia?

My heart's broken, Miss Dove.

A broken heart is
cumbersome baggage, Virgina.

What can I do?

I am not undecided as to how
you should be answered, Virginia...

but I am not
convinced this is my province.

Oh, tell me, Miss Dove.

Very well. First, you must
return to your sister's house...

you must enter you badroom, fall on your
knees and give thanks to your Heavenly Father.

Thanks? For what? - For preserving
you from a fate worse than death.

Death?
- Yes.

It is evidently that a young man
to whom you gave your affections

discovered his
feelings for you had altered.

He had an honourable avenue of escape

He could have requested you to
release him for his commitnment.

Instead, he proved himself a coward
and a person of low principles.

I thought there was
something wrong with me.

Your fault lay in rashness of
judgement. His lay in dishonour.

After you express the gratitude to the
Power that kept you from a disastrous alliance...

you must consider your duty
to your neighbour and yourself.

You must find an usefull occupation.

Do you think I could teach? - Decidedly
not, but there are other ways to servis.

I might be a nurse.
- You might.

Good morning, Miss Dove.
- Good morning, Thomas.

I thought I'd drop
by for a time sick.

Jincey, I didn't expect to find you
here. Holy mackerel, you're grown!

May I say, you've done
a mighty neat job of it.

Thank you, nice you to approve.

The last time I saw her
was before med school,

I supple a needes for
gross of celebration,

she shot my brother Randy with a squirt
gun in the schoole yard, right in... (?)

Virginia cannot enjoy in
reminded on that, Thomas.

I think it's cute of
Tommy to remember that.

Does this room look different
to you, Tommy? - Yes. Considerably.

I expect the hospital
must keep you busy, Thomas.

Oh, Im glad you mantion
it. It calls me right now.

My car's outside if I can take
you someplace? - Oh, wonderfull.

Oh, goodbye, Miss
Dove, and thank you.

Maybe Tommy can advise me.

I'll advise her very carefully.

I am 54.

I won't have to retire until 67.

If they don't tarry, and from
all indications I don't expect they will...

I could take their first child
straight through to graduation.

That child will need me.

Oh, I'd better get you ready.

For what, Mrs. Green?
- Don't you remember?

For night duty, you
got a special ordered.

Seems like nothing is better to throw their
weight around before they do practicals concern.

The least thing and
they squawk downstairs.

A small town is
not my cup of tea.

But my sister lives here and I was
in between position and I needed a rest.

I only took your case as a
favour to the superintendent.

I'm interested in theory of nursing.

My training I feel is wasted on
the daily routine of the bedside.

Not very uplifting...

but you happy Mrs Green left it, she thought
when you woke up you might want to read. (?)

Everybody to his own taste.

Can you think of an eight-letter word
meaning a rare, endearing quality?

I can. Humility.

Let's see. H-U...

You're 100% right!

She always is.

The latest operating wear. Easy on
the eyes. Did you think I'd forgotten you?

No, Thomas.

I dropped by to see you're being
well-treated. Any complaints?

I am not pleased with
this wall of secrecy.

I should like to ask some
questions concerning my health.

Well, certainly, but I'm
not sure I can answer them.

What do you surmise?
- I don't "surmise".

Tomorrow we'll do
extensive tests.

By Wednesday I should be able to
speak with some deegre of conviction .

Until then, Miss Dove, I should
expect you assume the virtue of docility.

Yes, Thomas.

We're all sorry that Miss Dove is in
the hospital, but we won't let her down.

We'll go on with our geography
work. I will take her place.

We all are members of same tim. Our
quarterback was injured so I'll sub for her. (?)

I'll call the same play she'd call.

Of course, I don't know
these plays as well as you do,

so when I'm offsides,
I want to let me know, Ok?

Ok! - We're all pitching
together. - Yes!

So nice of you to drop in, dr. Baker.
I was only admitted two hours ago!

I know kiddy, but I've been pretty busy.
- Really, don't let me detain you!

Fortunetly, I have my own physician,
will keep you informed om my progress.

I certainly will, that's why
I can put you out of my mind.

Tommy Baker, of all
the callous in human hearth...

Have you forgotten that I'm
here in hospital to have a baby?

Your baby. Our first baby!

Oh, I've thought of it all morning.

I'm the luckiest guy in the
world. But by what a narrow squeak,

how much she had to do with it. - How much
who had with it? Miss Dove. The Terrible Miss Dove.

Without her, there'd
have been no Thomas Baker,

no beautifull Mrs
Baker, no little Miss Baker.

What did she have to do with it?

In the South Pacific,
after my ship was bombed,...

I floated for days on a raft.
No food. No water.

She was there with me all the time.

Giving me the same fishy stare she gave me
in geography room when I needed to drink water.

To make my supply last,
I pretended I was in Cedar Grove.

When the water was
gone, I keep on pretending.

I think, "The bell will ring in few
minuts. You can last a little longer. "

Well, I lasted. They picked
me up and gave me a medal.

She rated that medal.

Tommy, is anything awful
the matter with Miss Dove?

I'm due back now for more tests.
We won't know till tomorrow.

Don't worry about me, Tommy.
I'll look after Little Whosit.

X-RAY DEPT.

Tomorrow we'll talk. Till then, I want
you to put all this bussiness out of your mind.

Thomas... - Now, we mustn't worry about
tomorrow. We must do like dr. Baker said.

Goodness gratias, it's
a regular greenhouse.

I am deeply appreciative,
but there are far too many.

Restraint is the
better part of beauty.

I will keep the white azalea.
Please, dispose of the others.

Yes, Miss Dove.
But what'll I do with them?

There must be a less fortunate
patients would enjoy them.

Shall I take them around the
wards? - Please do, Mrs. Green. - Ok.

I went up and down the halls
giving cheer where it was needed.

Oh, I saved the cards I
borrow from stacionary.

If you'd like me to write
the letter, I will gladly do it.

That would be obliging.
- Will you dictate them?

No, use your own discretion,
Mrs. Green. Only avoid the fulsome.

Oh, well, I was gonna say the same
thing to everyone. At less, tell me what you think...?

"Dear Mr Porter,...

"at the request of Miss Dove...

"I am advising you...
that she is thrilled to death...

"by your florial offering."

"The sympathy of friends...

"brings sunshine to lonely shut-ins.

"I remain graciously yours...

"Billie Jean Green, RPN."

What does RPN stand for?

Registered Practical Nurse -
I made that up. How's the letter?

It is very...very genteel.

Oh, Gee! Honest, Miss Dove?

You know, Miss Dove,
I'm not really Mrs Green.

I took the name for Ava's sake.

I was way out there in Detroit.

Virtue knows no frontiers.

I was on the night shift. Got me all mixed
up. I'd never been anywhere before. (?)

And you remember, Miss Dove,
I wasn't very mature. - I do.

All the fellows wanted to take
me out. It went to my head.

There was one fellah, I didn't know
he was married, he was wonderful.

Anyhow, before I knew it...
- There is no need to elaborate.

He was good-looking and big,
and I was so homesick.

You know how it is.
- I do not know how it is.

But I know that right is
right and wrong is wrong.

Well anyway, to make a long
story short, little Ava came...

way out there in Detroit.

I could have given her up for adoption,
of course, it was a couple offered $4,00 for child,..

but...
- Well?

she was mine.

Besides, how did I know
strangers would raise her right?

Anyway, I brought her home and told
that tale about my husband pass away.

Why did you confide in me?

On the count of what
you said about the letter.

I'm not nearly as genteel
as you thought, Miss Dove.

I couldn't deceive you
any more then Bil Holllowayl.

William Holloway? - He was the one
who I mantioned formally go in stady in.

The one who gave me
the Country Garden perfume.

You and... and William Holloway?

When he bought me an ring, one
engagement ring, it just all came out.

He's like you,
a person you tell the truth to.

That's what stopped
me before minut to go.

He said your very words.

"Right is right. Wrong is wrong. "

He wanted me to keep
the ring... as a gift.

But I handed it
right back to him.

Let him keep it for
somebody more... fitting.

Well, it knocked me for a
loop I won't ever recover from.

But I guess I'm one of those
that have to learn the hard way.

Just about time for Her Nibs...

Your special, I meant to say.

From the third grade.
It's Cedar Grove!

The work is laudably neat.
You may place it on the dresser.

Isn't it sweet? - When you
think we may expect Dr Baker?

Now, we're not to worry.
Remember, no news is good news.

Maybe is so right now.

Miss Dove's room, Mrs Green speaking.

Who? I will enquire.

Two out-of-towners would
like to pay you respect,

one telephoned for pemission,
the other is witing in the lobby.

Who are they?
- Well, ... I think federal... (?)

One is Mr Maurice Levine, the
famous New York playwright.

The other is Fred Makepeace.
I suppose you know where he resides.

They are former pupils.
I shall be glad to see them both.

Miss Dove will see them. Both.

What? Hmm!

Mr Makepeace was so sure of
his welcome he's on his way up.

I don't hold with giving a dog a
bad name, but I take no chances.

Morning, Miss Dove! How ya doin'?

How you do, Frederick?
Do you know Mrs. Green?

Aya.
- Make a sit, Frederick.

I'm not over the hill, on the
lam, or anything like that.

When I read you were sick,
I said to my gang boss,

I said, "Boss, the only teacher that
learned me anything is in hospital."

"I want a day off to go visit her."

And he gave you leave? - Green lite, just
like that "Fred," he says, "I know I can trust you. "

I am gratified to hear that.

Maurice Levine, Miss Dove is
expecting me. - Come right in, Mr. Levine.

How are you,
darl... Miss Dove?

Quite comfortable, Maurice.
- These are for you.

How very thoughtful.
Thank you. - Recall the face, Rab?

Fred Makepeace!

Your fan, kid! You are press agent.
Do I swell up when I hear you mentioned

by Windshow and Ed Sullivan
and read it in all them papers!

Thanks, Fred. - I lay it
on with guys at the joint.

Oh, really?
- Jeah, you made it, kid.

When I hear some commie jerk
belittling this country, I say to him,

" Just look up my pal
Rab Levine, and ask him"

"if the USA isn't still
the land of opportunity! "

The best, no doubt about that Fred.
But I also found the Terrible Miss Dove.

Miss Dove, this is Maurice Levine.

I am glad to know you, Maurice.
- Maurice is 11 yeats old. His credentials

from school in Poland he
attended, place him in 5th grade.

But he knows no English,
and in my oppinion,

he would be prepareted
now in first grade classes.

I shall seat him in the L-section.

Thank you, Miss Dove.

The class will begin.

"The tiger belongs to the cat family.
Cats are noted for cleanliness. "

Maurice,...

this is a tiger.

T-I-G-E-R.

Punct. Wie mein mama's alte katz.

Thank you, Maurice. I am sure that
was most interesting, and informative.

When Maurice knows our language
as well as is one, we will ask him to repeat it.

"Old Mrs Rabbit was a vidow. She made
a living by knitting rabbits wool mittens. "

"She also sold herbs and rosemary tea
and rabbit tobacco, wich we call lavender. "

"When no one was looking, she
would also smoke a rabbit cigar. "

I have no recollection of Mrs
Rabbit indulging in any such vice.

Is that on the page you are reading?
- No Miss Dove, but it seemed funny to she did.

You will adhere to the text.
Continue, Maurice. - Yes, Miss Dove.

"She had four children -
Flopsy, Mopsy,... "

Here comes that new kid!

Sicki wizicki boo!
Sicki wizicki boo! Come on, gang!

Fred! Tom...
What's a metter, Tommy?

Let him alone. He didn't do nothing.
- Come on Tommy, it's just for the ducks.

Sicki wizicki boo!

Good morning, boys.
- Good morning, Miss Dove.

Good morning, Maurice.

Good morning, Miss Dove.

I am slightly encumbered
this morning, Maurice.

Would you mind
carrying my books?

Good morning, Miss Dove.
- Good morning, boys.

Because of the season of the year,
people consider the country of Palestine...

the original home of the Jews...

a country we hear
much about in church,

but of whose sons and
daughters we know very little.

To study a people and
their customs is valuable.

But to know a people and
their castoms is a privilege

seldom attained,
without the luxury of travel.

The fifth grade is rarely privileged.

I have our parents permission me
to take you to a traditional Jewish feast.

Mr and Mrs Levine have
graciously invited you.

We're going to Rab Levine's house?
- We are going to a home of Maurice's parents.

And, may I ask, Alexander,
why you refer to Maurice as "Rab"?

We all... we all call him that.

It's short for Rabbi.

Maurice has progressed duiring a few months
while he has been here, but not to that extent.

Rabbi means teacher.

It was so that Jesus was
addressed by the multitudes.

This is a swell party.

Hey, he ate 17 of those...
you know, like

dumplings, only better.
- Matzo balls! I bring more.

For me, too!

A most successful evening.

I feel much has been accomplished.

I have neglected to thank
you for the privilege

of attending the opening
of your new play.

What happen to you?
Why didn't you come backstage?

I return with a meednight plane. It was
imperative I be in class room the next morning.

Boy! What a kick
muste be that?

Old Rab's name up there in
lights. I bet you was...were proud.

As Maurice's former teacher, I was gratified
by his world success. - Owch! You didn't like my play?

I am not a critic, Maurice...

but with more than 300,000 words
at your disposal in any rich dictionary,...

it did not seem
necessary to allow your

characters expressions
that were frequently inelegant...

often profane and - unless I misinterpreted
their meaning - occasionally improper.

Thank you, Miss Dove. Next time,
I'll try to be more... meticulous?

Discriminating.
- Yes, Miss Dove.

What gous you this days, Fred?

Aha, I quess you don't
get the "Courier" no more.

I'm on the roads. - Acting or seeling?
- Ha, ha, ha. Mostly digging with a pickaxe.

You seem fit and happy.
I must agrre wih you. - Sure.

Plenty of exercise, good plai
food, 12 hours sleep each night.

Frederick make peace. Is
paying his debt to society.

Oh, I see. - No big caper,
Rab. I got in a jam,..

it has passed on paper a tie
bild, which would be nothing

if I hadn't borrowed this convertible from
parking loge, and wrecked it. - Life can be rugged.

Oh, not to. Judge let me
off with a fine and an SS...

suspended sentence

But I didn't look for a dol, and probation
never really sent me, makes me nervous.

Yeah, I can imagine. - Ties
you down, you can't make plans.

So I decided to do the stretch.

I only got 6 months left.
- How come you're on the loose?

Frederick has parole today,
on his own recognizance.

Oh, fine. Then you're
free for lunch. - As a bird!

We all be at home, and Sandy
and I are meeting at the Club.

The Club?
Oh, am I living!

Sorry to intrude, but it's official.

Officer Holloway begs to intrude.

Please come in, William.

Good morning, Miss Dove, I hope
you're improved. - I appreciate your concern.

Excuse me, Miss Dove, but
is geting a little crowded in here.

If you don't need me, I'd
enjoy a breath of fresh air.

Hiya, Bill! Long time not seen.
Look who's here - Rab!

How are you, Maurice? - How are
you Bill. Say, you're looking sharp.

Yeah, don't he?
Once a Marine, always a Marine.

Say, Rab, Sandy and me are having lunch
together. Little class reunion, we may call it.

I'm afraid you'll have to postpone
it. There's a matter of conflicting business.

Is it urgent, William? - Yeah, why
not join us? You cops eat, too, don't you!

A most practical suggestion.

Later you can discuss business with Fred
as you drive him to his present habitation.

You mean, you think it's a good
idea, Miss Dove? - I do, William.

It will eliminate Frederick's
need to seek other transportation.

Yes, Miss Dove. - Phew! As
usual, right on the beam, Miss Dove.

Would you go for a steak?
- With lobster on the side.

Goodbye, doll. Thanks.
Thanks for the works.

Goodbye, Maurice.
- Be seeing you, Miss Dove.

Oh. Hey, look at
me, I almost forgot.

From the joint - homegrown,
hand-picked, by me.

Then, thank you, Frederick.

William, will ask the floor
nurse to send Billie Jean to me.

Hey! - Yes, Miss Dove. - Now I
remember! Billie Jean McVeigh!

You mean she's now a nurse?
- An excellent nurse, Frederick.

Kind, courteous, efficient, genteel.

I have been most
fortunate. - Yeah, sure.

Gee! Dr Baker will be
here in few minuts.

I want things to look pretty fine.
I'll go out and get some cold fresh water.

"Patient is a slender,
normally- developed female,

aged 55, showing few of
the usual senile changes...

"lying quietly in bed, in no apparent
distress. Alert and collected. "

I'm surprised.
I trusted you.

I am guilty but unrepentant.

What I read has restored
my sense of personal identity.

You listen to me.
- A chair for Mr Porter.

I'm not here in private
capacity. I represent Rotary.

Indeed? - Indeed, yes.
The Liberty Rotary Club has voted

to assume full financial
responsibility for your heallnes.

Wherever you have this operation,
Mayo's, John Hopkins, lay predict...

Rotary is behind you.
- And if I decline this kind offer?

And who are you to decline it?

Who gave you this right to walk
the world with this haughty spirit?

Fighting with the children,
make them in the stone.

My dear sir, if you wish my
attention, you must employ a civil tone.

I am not to be bullied.
- Bullied? You don't go bullied!

She's a stiff-necked termagant.

How my pride has suffered. Seeing my
best friend's daughter practically penniless...

working for her bread,
wearing outlandish clothes...

A civil ton, if you please,
Mr Porter. You forget yourself.

I forget nothing. I never forgat you a
very civil offer once. 15 years ago, to be exact.

I was a widower.
Rich, but lonely.

She was an old maid.
Lonely too, but far from rich.

The offer was generous,
but nonetheless ridiculous.

I shall ignore that final insult.

It cannot erase the memory that once,
consciously or unconsciously,

you did something that past me in
terrible possition, be forever in your debt.

THREE MORE BANKS CLOSE

Fifty,...two hundred...
fifty,...three hundred...

I've been here since 10:00 this
morning. I don't see how Porter lasted.

There is a run on
taaco places.

I was sold...town
and lost his last dollar.

I put it in only
yesterday. - Hey, look at that!

He's run out of cash. I told
you something like ths will happen.

Excuse me. I wish
to make a deposit.

Excuse me.

Ed, we're friends. If you can
wait until toworrow.. - Friends, nothing.

I'm withdrawing every
penny of my 6,572 bucks.

Your transaction will take time,
Mr Prouty, while mine will be brief.

If you would extend me the courtesy.
- Are you nuts? I been... - Thank you, sir.

Good afternoon, Mr Porter.
- Good afternoon.

A pleasant day. - Yes.
- Miss Dove. - A touch of spring in the air.

Miss Dove...

May I borrow a pen?
Mine is gone dry.

Of course.

Thank you.

I'm sorry, Mr. Porter. By a strange
coincidence, your pen seems to lack ink, too.

You're looking well, Mr Porter.

I heard you have had a
mild case of lumbago.

Thank you.

It's been a bad month for colds.

So much unseasonable
weather might account for it.

For deposit to my account, Mr Porter.
The entire amount. 98 dollars.

Thank you, Mr Porter.

Thank you, Miss Dove.

You can't do this Porter.
You not gonna away with this.

Mr Prouty! Do you expect Mr
Porter to violate a Federal law?

This is Federal bank. He is
compelled to close at three o'clock.

You and I Mr Prouty... all of us here in
Liberty Hill will live to see the merit of this law.

I am sure the Rotarians intend me
no offence, but I am not a charity.

It isn't charity Liberty Hill
offers you. It's... it's respect.

That I shall accept with
unqualified pleasure.

Now, Thomas. Will you be more
specific as to your findings?

Well,...

you have a small
growth on your spine...

which must, if
possible, be removed.

If possible?
- If possible.

Until we go in, we cannot be
certain about the nature of any tumour.

All you have to decide is who
shall remove it and where.

Aren't you competent?
- I think so.

But other surgeons have
more experience and reputation.

If you go elsewhere, I won't be
intemenated as a reflection on my ability.

The Club where ... play. There's
a very famous man at the Mayo Clinic... (?)

Allow me to deliberate.

I remember that you had
very skilful fingers, Thomas.

You have very skilful fingers.

Could you put it back exactly as it was,
Thomas? - Yes, Miss Dove. I... I did once it before.

Then do it again.
- Yes, Miss Dove.

I shall feel perfectly safe in the
hands of Thomas and Billie Jean.

Now the air is clear of emotion,
we can resume our discussion.

What do you propose?
- That it be done tomorrow.

As you use to told us...
- I know what I use to tell you.

What is the procedure?
- This is what will happen.

This evening at eight, you'll take
a capsule. You'll sleep soundly.

So soundly the next morning, you will given
the hypodermic, and you may even not know.

Certenly, you won't care or shouldn't.

You'll be taken to the operating
room and put on general anaesthesia.

It das to the position of the
tumour, the operation may be langly.

If so, the anaesthetic will be
prolonged, as will its effects.

It may be Friday before
you finally awake.

Where?
- What?

Where will I awake?

I don't know, Miss Dove.

Open the top drawer of the
bureau, Thomas. Give me my bag.

My father's watch.

No, Miss Dove. - I should
like you to take it now, Thomas.

It is bequeathed to you in my will.

If... if on Friday I awaken here,...

you may return it
temporarily to my custody.

Oh, the battle I put up
with this cuticle of mine.

You have the same trouble?

I always considered the care of
the nails exclusevly as a boudoir function...

and certenly not a veru stimulating
topic of conversation. - I beg your pardon!

They put me out to
find out how you feeling.

There have been some
recognizablendevelopments. And you?

Oh, glory! Like the
night before Christmas.

This time tomorrow, we'll know
what it looks like... if it's a boy or a girl.

Well, I'd better go now.

Good night, Miss Dove.

Roses in your pillow.
- Good night, Virginia.

Hello, Miss Dove.

Dr Temple, will you write to
your mother tonight? - Why, yes.

Will you kindly inform her
that red ants have a flavour

not similar, but
exactly like sour pickles.

They do? Did
a bear tell you?

No, dr. Temple. I ascertained the
fact for myself more than 30 years ago.

You did?
How? - I ate one.

Good for you! I won't wait
to write her. I'll send her a wire.

I'll leave you with your pastor.

Thomas told you?
- Yes.

I do not wish to die.

Life, whatever others
may think, has been for me...

I... I have been happy.

I know.

Thomas is not very hopeful, is he? - Well,
there is a hope which transcends the medical.

Perhaps if we read from this.

Are you intend to read
the general confession? - Yes.

Then I must warn you, when I say
that prayer, I do so with some reservations.

Reservations?

I have made many mistakes.
Perhaps even sinned.

I admit my human limitations.

But I do not, in all honesty,
find the burden of my sins intolerable.

Nor, Alexander,
have I strayed like a sheep.

As Frederick Makepeace might say,
I have never been A-W-O-L.

I grant you the language
of the confession is archaic.

But it contains a
core of truth. All of us...

No. I have never spoken
hypocrisy to my Maker

and now is scarly a
propitious moment to begin. (?)

We can have a prayer, if you like.

Silently, but together.
- That I should like.

The parson and the cop are in the
lobby. Potential blood donors. - Good.

Ok. - Ok,
Tommy. - All right.

You got the time, pal?
- 10 after 10.

Bt why you worry, with six months
added for your "stroll" yesterday?

Would you call a friend of mine in
Liberty Hill, name of Rab... Maurice Levine?

Only costs four
bits. I'll pay ya.

Reverse the charges? This guy is loaded.
- Get back keep diggin'. You're outta privileges.

Am I paying my debt to society!

I'm calling a play of which our
old quarterback might not approve.

Cedar Grove Elementary School is
suspending classes for the day.

It's more extensive
than I thought.

Be on stand bay. She'll need
blood and plenty of it. - Yes, doctor.

W... what are they doing up there?

I don't think they know. - Oh, Mr. Porter,
you know Tommy's doing his best.

Let's stay pacience and full of fortitude.
You two sit tight and I'll snoop around.

How's it going, Miss Rice? - Dr Baker
sent a cross section to the laboratory.

The report isn't come back jet.

She's had one transfusion.

Is there a chance? - A
nurse is permitted no opinions.

Hey! I saw you coming.
Children aren't allowed.

What you want? - We have important
bussiness. It's a matter of life or death.

I was elected spokesman.
I supose to talk. - Go, then.

We came to give
blood to Miss Dove.

Dope! They lay you down and
then they give you tomato juice.

Not to folks your age!
- But we're nine! - Yeah!

Oh, honeys. We don't need you.
We got these grown-ups waiting here.

I can tell you what you can
do for Miss Dove. - For instance?

The State tests are
coming up this week.

If you flunked them, she'd be good and mad.
She would terrible. So, go home and study up!

We know that
old junk! - Yeah!

Are you sure?
- Sure! - Sure!

What's difference between longitude
and latitude? Name the Great Lakes!

What is cheep in Kansas City? (?)

Where's the Tropic of Capricorn?

Where ist bigest
traffic in Cleopatra? (?)

You see?

You handled that like
a season diplomat, Billie Jean.

She herself - Miss Dove I mean-
couldn't have handled it more genteel.

That's it. Take over.

Tommy, how did it go?

Come on, girls, break it up.
Let's pull ourselves together.

I can't figure out women. Yesterday
they were clawing Miss Dove apart.

It wasn't anything she did right.
It was Terrible Miss Dove, ha!

And now, look at them.
- Oh, shut up, Joe. And you too.

You ... in Liberty Hill.
She wasn't your teacher... (?)

or you wouldn't chew your
necktie when you're thinking. (?)

She broke me in the way
of chewing my pigtails. (?)

I was counting on her to
stop our Susie chewing hers.

When she back me in
plane, I say you she is nuts.

I quess you young fellas never know
how to kept this town going bankrupt.

Who can tell us something?
- That's I like to know. We pay taxes.

We got a right to know. - Yes, sir.
- They're waiting for a report from the laboratory.

Laboratory? That's passing
the buck. Young doctor...

We've heard from
the laboratory.

The report will not be
compiled till tomorrow morning.

Ooooh! - So you folks
may just as well go home.

I'm sorry.

Oh, cut it out, will you Bert?
Things are spooky enough, tonight.

No calls, no fights, no wrecks,
no dogs barking. No nothing.

Ad you're no eye-opener,
neither. - You even don't know her.

Sure I know Miss Dove.
I been here 2 years, ain't I?

I'll be sorry to see the old girl kick off.
- But if you ask me, I don't think she cares much.

She haven't very much of a life. Never
maryed, no family, no kids. Never went nowhere.

She's tell me never been more than a few
hundred miles out of this place since she born.

That's right. But she's been
places you and I never heard of.

She's been more times round
the world than you can count.

Not much of a life, huh?
No family, no kids.

No kids? You're really off your rocker.

Kids? She has a thousand of 'em.

Police station. Mitchell speaking.

Oh, hello, Warden.

Hmm?

Fred Makepeace?
On the loose again?

You think he'smaybe
heading for Liberty Hill, huh?

Yeah, sure, Warden.
We'll be on a lookout.

Right. Good night.

What's the attraction in this burg for a
thief like Makepeace? - Well, I tell you...

I don't know.

Tell me, Thomas.

Tell me, without wasting a word.

And Virginia?
- Twin boys.

My felicitations, Thomas.

They're full of beans.
You'll have your hands full, Miss Dove.

Bells? Why are they ringing?

Is it Sunday?
- Friday, Miss Dove.

But a big day for Liberty Hill.
After Temple just tell the twn news.

The news? - That you're gonna be all right.
- Gays have gattering here since crack dawn.

There are people in the streets?
- And more coming. Everidoby is on uncle.

I never seen that
somebody ever liked.

It's just like the movies when some queen
or bigshot takes a bow from a balcony.

Just coming Mr O'Neil, the mailman...

and Mr. Gordon, station master and young
Dr Hurley and Ed and Pete from the service station...

and good night! Standing there,
big as life, Fred Makepeace!

Frederick Makepeace?
- Don't worry, Miss Dove.

Everything is under control.
My Bill's standing right next to him.

Mr Spivey's carrying on like he just made a
touchdown! - And every kid from Cedar Grove.

What did you say? - The kids, Miss Dove.
Your pupils. There's no school today.

No school?

But you said to...this is Friday?

Yes, Miss Dove. - And the State
proficiency test will take place on Monday.

Thomas, go down at
once and inform Mr Spivey

that the children must
resume their classes.

The fifth grade will review
the winds and the tides.

The fourth grade will learn the
products of the Argentine pampas.

The sixth grade will study the
orographic control of rainfall.

At once, Thomas.

Good morning, Miss Dove.

Good morning, Thomas.

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