The script for the film baby doll (1956)

Record Details:

Title:
The script for the film baby doll
Date:
1956
Publisher:
New York : The New American Library
Volume:
The script for the film baby doll
Leaf #:
00091
Language:
English
Collection:
Books
Format:
Books
Contributor:
Niles Essanay Silent Film Museum
Sponsor:
Media History Digital Library
Coordinator:
Media History Digital Library
Description:
Date Added:
March 28, 2024
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73] ARCHIE LEE IN HIS CHEVY. He nearly runs Baby Doll over. BABY DOLL: Archie Lee! Archie Lee! Archie Lee! She stumbles to her \nees. She's sobbing. She rests a moment in the tall grass. 74] SILVA. He runs up to her and stoops down to help her. BABY DOLL! Le' me go. Le' me go. She gets up and moves away from him towards her house. 75] AUNT ROSE COMFORT, AND BABY DOLL. Aunt Rose comes out of the house all dressed up. baby doll: Aunt Rose Comfort. Aunt Rose Comfort rushes past her. baby doll: Aunt Rose Comfort!! Where are you going? aunt rose: I have to see a sick friend at the county hospital. And she is gone. Silva has caught up to Baby Doll again. baby doll: You might as well shout at the moon as that old woman. Page 8i