State Fair (1945)

Jeanne Crain: Margy Frake

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Quotes 

• Harry Ware : Biggest boar in the world, I bet.

  Margy Frake : All depends on how you spell it.

• Margy Frake : Got a house on it?

  Harry Ware : Yeah, but it's too old. We'd have to build a new one.

  Margy Frake : Oh, I like old houses.

  Harry Ware : Oh, it wouldn't fit in with our kind of farm. You know, I plan to do everything my old man won't let me do on his place. Scientific irrigation. Electric milking. Separate hen roosts. No horses. All tractor power. You see what I mean? Everything modern.

  Margy Frake : Ohh... but the house you live in...

  Harry Ware : It's got to be the same. No old clapboard shingle business. There is a new kind of plastic, pre-fabricated job. I want you to see it, at the catalog home.

  Margy Frake : Is it pretty?

  Harry Ware : Sure, but what's more important - it's termite proof. Wait 'til you see it, they tell you how to furnish it too. No rugs or carpets, they're just dust collectors.

  Margy Frake : What's on the floor?

  Harry Ware : Linoleum - through the whole house. Wait until you see the pictures. It's sleek and smooth, easy to keep clean. Well, it's like every room in the house was a bathroom.

  Margy Frake : Sounds real cozy.

• Wayne Frake : Thank you, mister. And now I think I'll have a try at the fancy brass clock. Yes, that one.

  [throws embroidery hoop] 

  Wayne Frake : There you are.

  Margy Frake : Wayne?

  Wayne Frake : That's a nice string of pearls. I think I'll have a go at them. Oh, I know they're fakes. but...

  Margy Frake : Wayne! What are you doing?

  Wayne Frake : How long have you been there?

  Margy Frake : Oh, just a little while.

  Wayne Frake : Then why didn't you say something, instead of just standing there?

  Margy Frake : Who were you talking to? And does Mother know you have her embroidery hoops out here?

  Wayne Frake : Look, just leave me alone, will you, and stop prying in other people's affairs?

  Margy Frake : Speaking of affairs, Eleanor's on the phone.

  Wayne Frake : Eleanor? Well, Christmas, why didn't you tell me?

• Margy Frake : Pat!

  Pat Gilbert : Yes?

  Margy Frake : I was only talking. I couldn't marry anybody but you. Ever!

• Margy Frake : [leaving the fair]  I never want to see another fair.

  Wayne Frake : You can say that again!

• Melissa Frake : I don't know what's gotten into you lately. All you do is sit around and mope.

  Margy Frake : I don't sit around and mope.

  Melissa Frake : Well, stop moping now, and finish your packing.

  Margy Frake : Always saying she doesn't know what's got into me. I'll be glad to get to the fair. Hear something different. See something different for a change. What has got into me anyway?