You shouldn't spend all your money
on me like you do.

But that's what
money's for: to spend.

Like the Bible says,
"Money answereth all things."

We don't talk smart about the Bible
in this house, missy!

Well, I just swan! How do I wear it?
Like this. Real high up under the chin.
(Marnie) Oh, it's smart,
it's very, very smart.

Goin' around buyin' fur pieces
like they was nothin'.

Mr Pemberton gave me another raise.
I told Miss Cotton my daughter is
private secretary to a millionaire.

He's as generous with her
as if she was his very own daughter.

Miss Bernice, don't you want
to get my hair brushed up

- before my mommy gets home?
- I sure do, honey.

You run up and get the brush.
Oh, that kid and her hair.
Puts me in mind of yours
when you was little. The colour.

This side of the street
don't get the afternoon sun.

My hip and my leg
ache me somethin' awful.

I got the hairbrush!
Uh, Marnie, mind my leg.
(Mama) I never had time
to take care of Marnie 's hair

when she was a little kid like you.
- How come?
- Oh, child!

Well, after I had my bad accident,
first I was sick so long,
and then I had to work.

(Jessie) Didn't you all have
a daddy either?

No, we didn't. We surely did not!