Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm (1938)

Gloria Stuart: Gwen Warren

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• Tony Kent : Nice of you to show up for the broadcast.

  Lola Lee : Darling, don't be that way.

  Tony Kent : I suppose I should cheer when you miss a rehearsal.

  Lola Lee : Now you know how I feel when you keep me waiting.

  Tony Kent : Miss Warren, Miss Lee. Miss Lee is an old friend.

  Gwen Warren : How do you do, Miss Lee?

  Lola Lee : Hello, Miss Warren. I've always wanted to meet a farmer's daughter.

  Gwen Warren : If I had known you were coming, I'd have worn my sunbonnet.

  Tony Kent : And this is Rebecca, the star of our program.

  Lola Lee : Oh, isn't she cute? How old are you, little girl?

  Rebecca Winstead : I'm eight. How old are you?

  Lola Lee : That's a question you must never ask a lady.

  Rebecca Winstead : I guess you must be pretty old.

• Aunt Miranda Wilkins : Homer Busby, get off that bed!

  Homer Busby : Mirandy! You're talking to me!

  Aunt Miranda Wilkins : Of course I'm talking to you. Now take me to Rebecca.

  Homer Busby : Oh, Mirandy, I've waited twenty-five years for this moment.

  Aunt Miranda Wilkins : Fiddlesticks.

  Homer Busby : Don't be stubborn any longer. We're wasting the best years of our lives.

  Aunt Miranda Wilkins : Homer Busby, you're revolting.

  Homer Busby : Come on, Mirandy, give in.

  Aunt Miranda Wilkins : How can I trust you after the way you've acted?

  Homer Busby : I swear I'll never keep you waiting again. Give me one more chance.

  Aunt Miranda Wilkins : Are you sure you've gotten all the wild oats out of your system?

  Gwen Warren : Congratulations, you two.

  Aunt Miranda Wilkins : Oh, there's no time for this fol-de-rol. Where is Rebecca? Take me to her!

• Aunt Miranda Wilkins : Young man, what are you going to pay Rebecca?

  Rebecca Winstead : But Aunt Miranda, I don't want any pay. I love to sing.

  Tony Kent : Then you don't mind, Miss Wilkins?

  Aunt Miranda Wilkins : Of course I mind. I'm not going to have my niece be a big radio star and not get paid for it.

  Tony Kent : You won't have a thing to worry about, I assure you.

  Gwen Warren : Aunt Miranda, you're an old dear.

  Tony Kent : You're a honey, Miss Wilkins.

  Homer Busby : And how about me?

  Aunt Miranda Wilkins : Homer Busby, you're an old fool.

  Rebecca Winstead : But you can't wait much longer, Aunt Miranda.

  Homer Busby : She's right, Mirandy. I got my rig outside if you want to take a little ride in the moonlight.

  Gwen Warren : Go on, I'll bring Rebecca home.

  Aunt Miranda Wilkins : Homer Busby, you always were impulsive.

• Orville Smithers : Gee, that was a swell program, wasn't it?

  Gwen Warren : Yes, it was.

  Orville Smithers : Wasn't she wonderful?

  Gwen Warren : Rebecca's all right.

  Orville Smithers : Oh, yes, she is, but I meant Lola. Gosh, she's sweet.

  Gwen Warren : So it's like that, is it?

  Orville Smithers : Well, only on my side. She's crazy about the chief.

  Gwen Warren : Oh, really?

  Orville Smithers : Gee, he's a lucky guy. He gets everything he wants.

• Harry Kipper : Long time no see, folks. Meet the new missus, and this is my attorney, Jake Singer.

  Melba : Pleased to meet you.

  Aunt Miranda Wilkins : I thought you weren't coming back here, Harry Kipper.

  Harry Kipper : It's like this, Miranda. I've been doing all right, just getting married and all, and I'm ready to take Rebecca back now.

  Aunt Miranda Wilkins : You'll do no such thing! You gave the child up once, and you can't take her back now!

  Harry Kipper : Now, Miranda, there's no reason why we can't be friendly about this.

  Aunt Miranda Wilkins : I'd sooner be friendly with a rattlesnake.

  Gwen Warren : It's obvious that you heard Rebecca on the radio and all you're after is her money.

  Melba : It's Harry's kid, ain't it? We got more right to her dough than you have.

  Rebecca Winstead : Oh, Aunt Miranda, don't let them take me away.

• Gwen Warren : Oh, Mr. Kipper, you can't take Rebecca away. She's been happier here on the farm than she's ever been in her whole life.

  Aunt Miranda Wilkins : Now you get out of my house!

  Melba : Not without the kid, we don't.

  Harry Kipper : Miranda, I don't want to get tough about this, but you're asking for it.

  Aunt Miranda Wilkins : Just try and take her.

  Jake Singer : Now, my dear madam, all this yelling isn't going to get us any place. Don't forget that Mr. Kipper is the child's stepfather and legal guardian. The courts of New York have decreed that he shall have custody of the child.

• Rebecca Winstead : Can't I go back to the farm with you and Tony?

  Gwen Warren : I'm afraid not, darling. At least, not for a little while.

  Rebecca Winstead : But I don't want to stay here.

  Gwen Warren : I know, but you can't always have everything you want right when you want it.

  Rebecca Winstead : I guess I won't be able to sing for you now, Tony.

  Tony Kent : Singing isn't important, Rebecca. It's just that we want you with us. But it may take some time, so you have to be a brave little girl.

  Rebecca Winstead : I will, Tony. I'm very self-reliant.

• Harry Kipper : Now, Miranda, let's not quarrel. I'll only be here a few minutes.

  Aunt Miranda Wilkins : That's long enough for me.

  Rebecca Winstead : My, this is a fine boarding house.

  Gwen Warren : This is no boarding house, honey.

  Rebecca Winstead : But I thought everyone took in roomers.

  Aunt Miranda Wilkins : A fine environment you've given her!

  Rebecca Winstead : I want to have my environment fixed.

  Aunt Miranda Wilkins : I'll wager the child hasn't had a bit of food.

  Rebecca Winstead : Yes, I have. Uncle Harry bought me a candy bar.

  Aunt Miranda Wilkins : A candy bar? Gwen, take the child into the kitchen and get her something decent to eat.

  Rebecca Winstead : Oh, I can go myself. I'm very self-reliant.

  Gwen Warren : Well, I'm hungry too, so let's go together.

  Rebecca Winstead : My name's Rebecca Winstead. What's yours?

  Gwen Warren : Gwen Warren. We're cousins.

• Gwen Warren : I'm glad you're not hurt. Or are you?

  Tony Kent : [putting his hand over his heart]  I'm afraid so. I've got a strange feeling right here.

  Rebecca Winstead : I hope it doesn't hurt too much. You better let Gwen and me put you to bed.

  Tony Kent : That would be a pleasant experience.

  Gwen Warren : I think Homer can handle the situation. I'm sorry we bothered you, Mr...?

  Tony Kent : Kent. Anthony Kent. I live here, but this is my first trip of the year. I hope you'll bother me again soon.

• Rebecca Winstead : What does Homer do?

  Gwen Warren : He takes care of Mr. Kent's place.

  Rebecca Winstead : Why doesn't Aunt Miranda like him?

  Gwen Warren : A long time ago, Homer asked Aunt Miranda to marry him.

  Rebecca Winstead : Is that why she's mad at him?

  Gwen Warren : Not exactly. You see, he celebrated so much the night before that he forgot to go to the wedding.

  Rebecca Winstead : Mr. Kent is very nice. Don't you think so?

  Gwen Warren : Come on and help me pick berries.

• Tony Kent : I'm so glad you dropped in today. I always say neighbors should be neighborly. What do you always say?

  Gwen Warren : I always say that depends on the neighbors.

  Tony Kent : I can see we're going to get along great.

• Tony Kent : It's uncanny!

  Gwen Warren : What is, Mr. Kent?

  Tony Kent : We had a kid all set for our big program. She disappeared, and now it turns out to be Rebecca!

  Gwen Warren : Why, it sounds like a fairy tale.

  Tony Kent : It is!

  Rebecca Winstead : I love fairy tales.

  Tony Kent : My old pal Rebecca! Why didn't you tell me you'd tried out for my program?

  Rebecca Winstead : I didn't know it was your program. Am I going to be on the radio after all?

  Tony Kent : You bet you are! You'll be a sensation!

  Rebecca Winstead : But I don't think Aunt Miranda will like it very much.

  Tony Kent : Don't you worry about Aunt Miranda. I'll go over there this afternoon and sell her a bill of goods.

  Homer Busby : Gonna have to be a mighty good salesman, Mr. Kent.

• Rebecca Winstead : Goodbye, Tony. I wish I could sing to you over the telephone like I did to Mr. Bartlett.

  Gwen Warren : Tony, why not?

  Tony Kent : What do you mean?

  Gwen Warren : Broadcast from here! It's possible, isn't it?

  Tony Kent : Yes, it could be done by remote control.

  Orville Smithers : Sure, chief, we could run the wires like we did on the courthouse. Then the kid could stay in the program.

  Gwen Warren : Please let's try it. With all her talent, Rebecca deserves a chance.

  Rebecca Winstead : Oh, Tony, please do!

  Tony Kent : It's insane, but I don't see why it won't work. Uh-oh. What about Aunt Miranda?

  Gwen Warren : We won't tell her. You can count on us to keep her in the dark.

• Aunt Miranda Wilkins : Just a minute, young man. Are you trying to tell me you want to put Rebecca on the radio?

  Tony Kent : Yes, Miss Wilkins. On a very important program. A nationwide hookup...

  Aunt Miranda Wilkins : Get out of here!

  Tony Kent : But Miss Wilkins, I don't understand...

  Gwen Warren : Aunt Miranda, please just listen to Mr. Kent.

  Rebecca Winstead : I want to go on the radio so bad.

  Tony Kent : This is a very important opportunity for Rebecca. Surely you can't say no.

  Aunt Miranda Wilkins : Oh, can't I? Just listen, Mr. Kent. No! I know what you show people are, a no-good lot! I took Rebecca out of that unwholesome atmosphere, and I'm not going to put her back into it! She's staying on the farm where I can keep an eye on her.

• Aunt Miranda Wilkins : Land's sakes, that's peculiar. If I didn't know Rebecca was upstairs in bed, I'd swear that was her voice on the radio.

  Gwen Warren : Well, it did sound like Rebecca, but of course it couldn't possibly be.

• Rebecca Winstead : Gwen, when these are done, let's take some over to Tony.

  Gwen Warren : I'll be too busy, but you can take some over to him.

  Rebecca Winstead : Don't you like Tony any more?

  Gwen Warren : Of course I like Tony.

  Rebecca Winstead : You sounded like you were mad at him.

• Rebecca Winstead : Maybe if I work hard, Uncle Harry will let me come down to the farm for a visit.

  Gwen Warren : Of course, darling.

  Rebecca Winstead : And maybe you and Aunt Miranda can come up to the city and see me too.

  Gwen Warren : You bet we will.

  Rebecca Winstead : I guess I won't need these in the city. Will you keep them for me for when I come back? Don't cry, Gwen. You said you'd come and see me.