Little Miss Marker (1934)
Adolphe Menjou: Sorrowful Jones
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Quotes
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Marthy Jane, Little Miss Marker : Can you write a letter to God like you do to Santa Claus?
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : No, that's where praying comes in.
Marthy Jane, Little Miss Marker : Bad girls like me can't pray.
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : Aw, you ain't a bad girl.
Marthy Jane, Little Miss Marker : Then show me how to pray. I want to ask God for something.
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : You would. You lay down and go to sleep.
Marthy Jane, Little Miss Marker : Regret knows everything. I'll ask Regret to show me how to pray.
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : Don't you go asking that mug Regret about anything. I'll show you how to pray.
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Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : All right, get out of bed. I'll show you how to pray, sort of. But don't you tell anybody, see?
Marthy Jane, Little Miss Marker : Is it a secret?
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : Between you and me. Kneel down. Put your hands together like this. Elbows on the bed. Shut your eyes.
Marthy Jane, Little Miss Marker : Are you gonna shut yours, too?
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : No. I gotta see that you do it right.
Marthy Jane, Little Miss Marker : Now what do I do?
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : Say like this: Now I lay me down to sleep,
Marthy Jane, Little Miss Marker : Now I lay me down to sleep,
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : I pray the Lord my soul to keep.
Marthy Jane, Little Miss Marker : I pray the Lord my soul to keep.
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : If I should die before I wake,
Marthy Jane, Little Miss Marker : If I should die before I wake,
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : I pray the Lord my soul to take.
Marthy Jane, Little Miss Marker : I pray the Lord my soul to take.
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : Make me a good little girl.
Marthy Jane, Little Miss Marker : [to Sorrowful] You wanna be a little girl?
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : No, no. Make *you* a good little girl.
Marthy Jane, Little Miss Marker : [praying] Make me a good little girl.
[to Sorrowful]
Marthy Jane, Little Miss Marker : Is that all?
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : That's the works.
Marthy Jane, Little Miss Marker : But when do I ask for what I want?
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : You better do it right now, while your prayer's still hot.
Marthy Jane, Little Miss Marker : [praying] Please, God, buy Sir Sorry a new suit of clothes.
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Marky's Father : I want to bet twenty dollars on Dream Prince to win.
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : Not with an IOU.
Marky's Father : But I've already lost over five hundred dollars with you.
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : I wouldn't take an IOU from my best friend. If I had a best friend.
Marky's Father : Now, Jones, be reasonable. I don't have the twenty on me, but I can get it.
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : Then get it.
Marky's Father : But I might not be back in time for the race.
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : That's your tough luck. No markers!
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Bangles Carson : [reading the newspaper] Listen to this. "Bets twenty dollars on losing horse, then takes life."
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : It's the kid's father.
Big Steve Halloway : Bumped himself off, did he?
Bangles Carson : It tells about the kid and everything.
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Bangles Carson : Looking for something?
Detective Reardon : Yeah. A kid.
Bangles Carson : Another kid get lost?
Detective Reardon : No, it's the same kid. One of those orphan societies is on our necks. You know, afraid she might have fallen into the hands of the wrong people. Sorrowful, you mind if I take a run up to that new apartment of yours?
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : What for?
Detective Reardon : You know, just for the record.
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Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : Well, that serves me right. Every time I get big-hearted...
Regret : When was the other time?
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : No wise cracks.
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Bangles Carson : Hiya, Tightwad.
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : Hello, Golddigger.
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Marky's Father : Look, this is my little girl. I'll leave her here while I go for the money.
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : I ain't taking no dolls for security.
Marthy Jane, Little Miss Marker : Look, Daddy, he's running away. Is he afraid?
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : Take her down off there. You get down off there.
Marthy Jane, Little Miss Marker : You're afraid of my daddy. Or you're afraid of me. You're afraid of something.
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : All right, take his marker. A little doll like this is worth twenty bucks any way you look at it.
Regret : Yeah, she ought to melt down for that much.
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Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : Dizzy, when that guy comes back for the little doll, don't you turn her over to him until you get that twenty bucks.
Dizzy Memphis : But she's gone, boss.
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : So he sneaked her out, eh? Serves me right. Every time I get big-hearted -
Regret : When was the other time?
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : Why didn't you watch her?
Regret : What am I, a nursemaid? What'd you take her as a marker for, anyway?
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : I don't know.
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Big Steve Halloway : Now get this, honey, no playing around. You keep your eye on her, Sorrowful.
Bangles Carson : Notice how much he trusts me. Well, Tightwad, you're my watchman.
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : You're going to need watching, Golddigger.
Bangles Carson : If you want to be kept busy, I can arrange it.
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : I'm already busy playing nursemaid to one doll.
Bangles Carson : I hear you like it so well you bought a new apartment for the kid.
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Detective Reardon : Regret told me I'd find you here. This is one of your tickets, ain't it?
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : Yeah.
Detective Reardon : We found it in the pocket of a guy who killed himself. He had a kid. You know anything about it?
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : Uh, no.
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Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : What's the matter now?
Marthy Jane, Little Miss Marker : You don't like me!
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : You always cry when somebody doesn't like you?
Marthy Jane, Little Miss Marker : Yes!
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : Well, you got a lot of crying to do. Now go to sleep.
Marthy Jane, Little Miss Marker : My mommy used to read to me about King Arthur every night before I went to sleep.
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : Now, Marky, be reasonable.
Marthy Jane, Little Miss Marker : I won't!
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : All right, all right.
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Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : Why'd you bring him here?
Bangles Carson : You're my watchman.
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : You need a watchman. Big Steve is hardly out of town, and you step out with a good-time Charlie.
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Bangles Carson : Steve phoned four times last night between one and five this morning.
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : When Steve finds out you stayed the night at my place -
Bangles Carson : Oh, I phoned him a little while ago. I told him I had the kid here, and shut off the phone.
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : Oh, you handed him a line?
Bangles Carson : Yeah. I was afraid he'd put the slug on you.
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Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : Talking like that ain't nice.
Marthy Jane, Little Miss Marker : What's nice?
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : Being a good girl is nice.
Marthy Jane, Little Miss Marker : I'm a bad girl. Nurse says so.
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : Why?
Marthy Jane, Little Miss Marker : Nurse says there's somebody named God, and a girl's bad if she does't pray to Him every night. Daddy says there's nobody named God.
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : When did he say that?
Marthy Jane, Little Miss Marker : When my mommy went away.
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : I guess your daddy got a bad break.
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Bangles Carson : [about Marky] Well, you can't leave her here.
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : Afraid of the cops?
Bangles Carson : No, I'm afraid of the kid. I don't want her here. I'm not going sappy over her! I won't, see!
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : You're already sappy over her.
Bangles Carson : But you're not?
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : No, she's just something I can't get rid of, because she's tangled up in a race deal.
Bangles Carson : She wasn't tangled up in a deal the first night you got her. You could've unloaded her then!
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : You didn't stage no riot when she busted up your song in a night club!
Bangles Carson : You start reading about King Arthur to her!
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : Yeah, and you take her out and buy her a lot of new clothes!
Bangles Carson : And you sit still for the bite without even being chloroformed!
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : All right, I did pay! Her clothes were falling off her.
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Bangles Carson : We jipped that kid, and now she's just a mug like us.
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : What's wrong with us?
Bangles Carson : When we first met her, she was a sweet kid. Nice people would've been glad to have her. Now she hasn't got a chance.
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : Because she's a little tough now?
Bangles Carson : She's plenty tough now. They want kids that have been brought up right.
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : Who does?
Bangles Carson : Nice people. You know, young married couples with no kids of their own.
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : Why don't you get nice and adopt her?
Bangles Carson : Because I'm not a young married couple. You'd love to see her get into a good home, wouldn't you? Well, she won't, not unless we can change her back into the kid she was.
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Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : I've been crazy about you for a long time.
Bangles Carson : Oh, everything is different. Maybe that's part of - of going sappy.
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Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : Using my place as a hideout from a Good Time Charlie.
Bangles Carson : Aw, shut up.
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : Alright, take it on the lam.
Bangles Carson : As soon as I get some clothes.
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : You're wearing clothes.
Bangles Carson : Not going out at this time a day with these clothes on.
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : If you went home nights instead of hanging around...
Bangles Carson : Maybe I could get home nights if you didn't go shout your head off and wake up kids.
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : I wouldn't have to shout my head off if you stayed away.
Bangles Carson : Oh it won't happen again. I'll give you plenty air.
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : I'll take gallons of it.
Bangles Carson : Better than that, I'll give you oceans of it.
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : I'll take three oceans worth.
Bangles Carson : You would, it's free.
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Canvas Back : Listen, Sorrowful, I and Sore Toe has an idea.
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : I doubt it.
Canvas Back : 'N, it's an idea, and it is as follows: we'd like to put the bite on you.
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Bangles Carson : I sing myself to sleep.
Sorrowful 'Sir Sorry' Jones : Yeah, your singin's like that.