Stella Dallas
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:01:29
- Hi, Stell.
- Hello.

:01:35
- Hello, Stella.
- Hello.

:02:01
Stella's got a fella!
Only he don't know it.

:02:04
- Who?
- You, that's who.

:02:07
My own sister, standing out here
every night making a sap of herself...

:02:09
- over a guy who don't know she's here.
- You mind your own business.

:02:12
Anyways, you don't know
what you're talking about.

:02:14
I don't? You doll up every night
and wait to welcome me home?

:02:18
- Why, of course.
- Ah, gee, thanks.

:02:22
- I must give you a kiss for that.
- Stop! Take your dirty hands off me.

:02:26
You're like all the rest. Fingers are
chopped at the mill when he walks by.

:02:31
- But he don't look at none of them.
- Why should he? Mill hands.

:02:35
Hey, wait a minute.
:02:38
There's some nice girls
that are mill hands.

:02:41
Where do you get off?
What's the matter with a mill hand?

:02:43
I'm a mill hand.
Your father's a mill hand.

:02:45
- Don't yell. The neighbors know it.
- Well, maybe he don't.

:02:48
- So I'll tell him.
- Stop that!

:02:50
Stop this!
:02:51
What's the matter with you two?
You used to get along.

:02:54
Yeah, but that was before she
started taking a business course...

:02:57
to improve herself.
:02:59
It's done her a lot of good,
all right.


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