Stella Dallas
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- Really?
- But I always spend vacation with him.

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Up in Maine, in the woods.
Have you ever been there?

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Oh, it's beautiful.
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Your mother's given her permission
for you to spend a weekend in Boston.

:33:13
- When?
- Very soon.

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Oh, thank you, Miss Phillibrown.
:33:19
- I really must go.
- Oh, must ya?

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- Good-bye, Mrs. Dallas.
- Good-bye. Come again.

:33:27
Thank you.
:33:29
- Good-bye, Laurel, dear.
- Good-bye, Miss Phillibrown.

:33:33
- Mother, isn't she the nicest?
- Yes, darling.

:33:35
- Did you ask her to the party?
- No. You think she'd come?

:33:38
Of course. Why not?
:33:42
Mother! For the party?
:33:47
What did you do that for?
You're always sticking your--

:33:50
Mother, I'm sorry.
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Come here.
I didn't mean to--

:33:57
You know how I always fly off,
and l--

:34:00
Well, I wanted it
to be a surprise--

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Well, now that you've seen it,
you may as well slip it on...

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and let me fit you
instead of this thing.

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- Dummy.
- Oh, it's blue.

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There.
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- It's beautiful!
- Careful. Don't mash the ruffles.

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Now. Oh, yeah, I forgot.
This goes here.

:34:41
- Oh, no.
- Yes, it gives it a little snap.

:34:44
You're just like your father. You want
everything plain as an old shoe.

:34:47
Plain? With all these
beautiful, handmade ruffles.

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Now, turn around.
Yes, the length's all right.

:34:52
It's just the sleeves.
Take it off, let me get on with it.

:34:57
- Yoo-hoo! What's going on in there?
- Come on in, Ed.


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