I'm going to the market, Idella.
Yes, ma'am.
Pepsodent's new improved formula cleans teeth whiter than ever.
Are you all right, Miss Daisy?
That's good!
You two get back to work.
Yes, ma'am.
-Mama. -No.
-Mama? -No!
It's a miracle you're not lying at Emory Hospital or at the funeral parlor.
Cucumbers are pretty this summer.
You didn't even break your glasses.
It was the car's fault!
-You had the car in the wrong gear. -I did not!
Idella, want a pickle with lunch?
Not me.
I'm putting up a jar for you to take home to William.
Yes, ma'am.
You backed the car into the Pollack’s' yard.
You should have let me keep my LaSalle. It wouldn’t have behaved this way.
Mama, cars don't behave. They are behaved upon.
You demolished that Chrysler by yourself.
Think what you want. I know the truth.
The truth is you just cost the insurance company $2,700.
You're a terrible risk.
Nobody will issue you a policy now.
You're just saying that to be hateful.
Okay. Yes, I am. I am making it all up.
Look out on the driveway!
Every insurance company in America is out there...
...waving their pens trying to get you to sign up.
If you're going to stand in my pantry and lie like a rug, go somewhere else.
Okay.
I better get back to the office.
Florine will have a fit if I don't get home on time tonight.
You all must have plans tonight.
The Ansleys' dinner party.
This is her idea of heaven on earth.
What?
Socializing with Episcopalians.
You are a doodle, Mama!
I'll stop by tomorrow evening.
How do you know I'll be here?
I'm not dependent on you for company.
Fine, I'll call first.
But you know, we have got some real serious talking to do.
No!
Mama.
I need you now. I have to be at the beauty shop in half an hour.
No, I most certainly did not know you had to call a minimum of two hours ahead.
Why call yourself a taxicab company if you can't provide taxicabs?
Why don't you call your son? He'd send someone to carry you.
That won't be necessary.
I'll cancel the appointment and fix my own hair.
Sometimes I think you ain't got the sense God gave a lemon.
Two dots. I want that!
And a five bamboo.
Well, this is not my day for mah-jongg.
Nine bam!
Thank you all for coming here again. I am a real pariah without my car.
-Oh, nonsense! -Three bam.
When do you get the new one?
I don't know! Boolie's being real pokey about it.
I'll come after you for temple tomorrow.
That's sweet of you, honey.
Mama, you there?
It's just us!
Why didn't you call?
We can't stay.
So I gather.
The Millers are giving a hayride.
I had these made. Doesn't your baby look cute?
Well, it's not exactly the word I'd pick.
New Graham Greene? I been wanting to read that.
Sorry, but it's due back at the library tomorrow.
-Want me to return it for you? -No, thank you.
I'll go to the library on the streetcar.
Damn it, Mama! Quit being so stubborn. You know perfectly well--
Go on! Don't keep the horses waiting.
'Bye!
Is that door making contact?
Oscar?
I'm here.
-Are you all right? -No, sir, I'm stuck.
I know. Fiddle with the lever.
It fiddled out. I done all I know how.
Call Bell Elevator.
I already did. They're backed up until around 1 :00.
Did you tell them it's an emergency?
You don't have to holler, Mr. Werthan.
I didn't break the elevator.
Got that stuff for Davis & Paxon?
Wrapped and ready to go!
I told them they'd have it yesterday. Call Bell again.
I hear you.
Look up where the gate is supposed to close. See a doohickey?
Wait a minute.
Right here!
Reach up and mash it up until it catches.
I done it. Now what?
Operate the lever.
Do you work here?
No, sir. This here Hoke.
Hoke Colburn, sir.
How'd you know about the elevator?
I used to drive for a dairy, sir.
Their elevator was worse than this one.
Hoke's the one I told you about.
Of course.
Excuse me, sir.
Y'all people's Jewish, ain't you?
Yeah, we are. Why?
I'd rather work for Jews.
I know folks say they stingy and cheap.
But don't say none of that around me!
Good to know you feel that way.
What was your last job?
I worked for Judge Harold Stone, a Jewish gentleman.
You drove for Judge Stone?
Seven years. I'd still be there if he didn't up and die.
Mrs. Stone asked me to move to Savannah with her.
Of course, my wife was dead by then.
But I said, ''No, thank you, ma'am.''
I didn't want to be too far from my grandbabies.
Judge Stone was my father's friend.
You don't say?
-Have a seat. -Thank you.
Later, Miss McClatchey.
Oscar said you needed somebody to drive for your family.
Will I be taking your children to school...
...and your wife to the beauty parlor?
I don't have any children. What I need--
You're still a young man. Don't worry too much.
Thank you. I won't.
Hoke, I need somebody to drive my mother around.
Your mother?
Yes. Well, if you don't mind asking, sir...
...why ain't she hiring for herself?.
It's a difficult situation.
She done gone around the bend a little.
That will happen as they get on.
No, she's all there!
Too much there is the problem!
I want you to understand something.
My mother is a Little high-strung.
The fact is, you would be working for me.
She can say anything she likes...
...but she can't fire you. Understand?
Yes, sir.
Yes, sir, I sure do.
Don't worry, Mr. Werthan.
I'll hold on no matter which way she run me.
When I was a Little boy back on the farm above Macon, where I come from...
...I wrestled hogs to the ground during killing time.
Well, sir, there ain't a hog that's got away from me yet!
How are you, Idella?
Living.
-Where's the new vacuum cleaner? -In the closet.
She won't touch it.
It gives me a shock every time I'm near it.
It works for me.
Good! Then you clean and I'll go down and run your office.
Where's Mama?
Up yonder.
I guess you know who this is.
I'll be right back.
I wouldn’t be in your shoes...
...if the sweet Lord Jesus came down and asked me Himself.
'Morning, Mama.
Just come down and say hello.
You listen here.
Unless they rewrote the Constitution and didn't tell me, I still have rights!
Of course.
What I do not want, and absolutely will not have, is...
...some chauffeur sitting in my kitchen, gobbling up my food, using my phone.
I'd hate that in my house.
You have Idella.
Idella's different! She's been coming to me for years.
We stay out of each other's way.
Even so, there are chips in my wedding china.
You think Idella has a vendetta against your wedding china?
Don't be sassy.
When we couldn’t afford them, we did for ourselves.
That's still the best way.
''Them?'' ''Afford them?'' You sound Like Governor Talmadge.
What a thing to say! I'm not prejudiced!
Aren't you ashamed?
You might as well make the best of it.
I knew a Miss Idella once, back down in Macon.
You don't say?
She could sing!
What are you talking about?
I'm talking about this woman had some lungs!
She'd be a whole church choir by herself!
I declare!
Fat, too!
She was as big as that stove!
Don't talk to Idella! She has work to do.
What are you doing?
Dusting the bulbs, Miss Daisy.
That's the silliest thing I ever saw.
Who cares if lamp bulbs are dusty?
Get down from there!
Put that ladder away before somebody trips on it.
I'm going, Miss Daisy.
All right, Idella. See you tomorrow.
-I'm going too, Miss Daisy. -Good.
Good morning, Miss Daisy. Thought I'd see after your zinnias.
You leave my flower bed alone.
You got a nice piece of ground behind the garage that ain't doing nothing.
I could put in tomatoes, butter beans--
If I want a vegetable garden, I'll plant it myself.
What are you doing?
I just love a house with pictures, Miss Daisy.
It do make a home.
I don't want you nosing through my things.
-Good morning, Miss Daisy. -Good morning.
It was right cold in the night.
I wouldn’t know. I was asleep.
Idella says we're running short on coffee...
...and Dutch cleanser.
We are?
Yes, ma'am.
We're low on silver polish, too.
I know.
I'm fixing to go to the Piggly Wiggly on the trolley.
On the trolley! Why don't you Let me carry you?
No, thank you.
Ain't that why Mr. Werthan hired me?
That's his problem.
All right. But I'm going to find something to do here.
You Leave my things alone!
I'm going to the market, Idella.
Miss Daisy, it's a shame.
You have this fine Hudson automobile out there in the garage.
It hasn't moved an inch from when Mr. Werthan drove it here.
That insurance company gave you a brand new car for nothing.
That's your opinion.
My other opinion is that a fine, rich, Jewish lady Like yourself...
...has no business dragging herself onto a trolley carrying grocery bags.
I'll carry them for you.
I don't need you!
I don't want you! And don't say I'm rich!
-I won't say it no more. -Is that what you and Idella talk about?
I hate being discussed behind my back in my own house!
I was born on Forsyth Street.
Believe me, I know the value of a penny!
My brother brought home a white cat once.
We couldn’t keep it because we couldn’t afford to feed it!
My sister saved up money...
...so I could become a teacher! We had nothing!
But you're doing all right now.
What are you doing?
I'm trying to drive you to the store!
Where are you off to this morning, Miss Werthan?
Just a Little shopping.
Go away! I've ridden the trolley with groceries plenty of times!
But I can't keep taking Mr. Werthan's money for doing nothing.
How much does he pay you?
Miss Daisy, that's between him and me.
Anything over $7 a week is highway robbery!
You sure are right about that!
Especially since I don't do nothing...
...but sit on a stool all day.
All right.
Piggly Wiggly...
...then home. Nowhere else.
Oh, I just Love the smell of a new car.
Don't you, Miss Daisy?
I am nobody's fool, Hoke.
I know!
My husband taught me to run a car.
I remember everything he said.
So don't think even for a second you....
Wait. You're speeding.
I can see it!
We're only going 19 miles an hour.
I Like to go under the speed limit.
But the speed Limit is 35 here.
The slower you go the more gas you save.
My husband taught me that!
Ain't hardly moving. Might as well walk...
...to the Piggly Wiggly.
Is this your car?
No.
Do you pay for the gas?
-No. -All right, then!
My son thinks I'm losing my abilities...
...but I am still in control of what goes on in my car!
Where are you going?
To the store, Like you said.
Why didn't you turn on Highland?
Piggly Wiggly ain't on Highland.
I know where it is! Now take Highland Avenue.
-That's three blocks out of the way. -Go back this minute!
-I can't turn around now. -I've been driving to Piggly Wiggly...
...since it opened for business. This isn't the way!
Go back this minute!
Miss Daisy, look. Yonder is the Piggly Wiggly. See?
Get ready to turn.
Careful. There's a Little girl.
Yes, I see her.
Pull in here.
Wait a minute.
Give me the keys.
Stay right here by the car.
And don't tell everyone my business.
Mr. Werthan?
Yes, sir, it's me! Guess where I'm at.
I just drove your mama to the store!
You know, she flapped around some, but she's all right. She's in the store.
Oh, Lord, she just looked out the window and seen me.
She'll probably throw a fit right there at the check-out counter.
Yes, sir. You are right about that. It only took me six days.
Same time it took the Lord to make the world.
Yes, sir. All right. 'Bye.
Hey, Oscar, Junior. How're you old boys doing today?
How's the Lady been treating you?
I'll tell you one thing: she knows how to throw a fit.
What's so funny?
Nothing, Miss Daisy. We just carrying on.
Oscar and Junior been doing cleaning here for 15 years. Never carried on before!
-Leave them alone. -Yes, ma'am.
-Put your coat on. We're late. -I'll be right there.
Idella, I'm going now.
I'm right behind her.
Hear, O Israel, the Lord our God, the Lord is one.
Such a nice man. And such a good, short sermon, wasn't it?
I can get myself in!
Hurry out of here!
-Is something wrong, Miss Daisy? -No.
-Something I've done? -No.
Yes.
I ain't done anything.
You parked the car right in front of the temple, Like I was the Queen of Romania.
Everybody saw you!
I said to wait for me in the back.
Yes, ma'am, but l was just trying to....
There were two chauffeurs right behind me.
You made me Look Like a fool. A g.d. fool!
Oh, Miss Daisy, Lord knows you ain't a fool!
Slow down!
Miriam and Beulah, I could see what they were thinking when we came out.
What's that?
That I was pretending to be rich!
-You is rich. -No, I'm not!
Nobody can say I put on airs.
On Forsyth Street we made many meals out of grits and gravy.
I have done without plenty of times.
Miss Daisy, if I was to ever get my hands on what you got...
...shoot, I'd shake it around for everyone in the world to see.
That is vulgar! Don't talk to me!
Never gonna understand some white folks.
What was that? I heard that!
Now, Miss Daisy, you need a chauffeur...
...and, Lord knows, I need a job.
So why don't we just Leave it at that?
Hello.
Good morning, Mama. What's the matter?
No, I don't always think something's wrong when you call.
Just when you call so early.
What?
All right. I'll be there as soon as I can.
I better get on over there.
'Bye.
Come on.
It's not healthy to rush Like this.
I eat too much, anyway.
Besides, it sounds Like she needs me.
When doesn't it? Give Mother Werthan my Love.
Coffee, Katie Bell!
I didn't expect to find you in one piece.
I wanted you to be here when he comes.
I wanted you to hear it for yourself.
What is going on?
He's stealing from me.
Hoke? Are you sure?
I don't make empty accusations. I have proof!
What proof?.
This! I found it hidden in the garbage under some coffee grounds.
-He stole a can of salmon? -Here it is!
I knew there was something funny.
They all take things, you know, so I counted.
-You counted? -The silverware first.
Then the linen napkins. And then I went into the pantry.
And the first thing that caught my eye was a hole...
...behind the lima beans.
And I knew right away.
There were only eight cans of salmon. I had nine!
Three for $1 on sale.
Very clever, Mama.
I missed my breakfast and I'm Late to a meeting...
...for a 33ç can of salmon?
You want 33ç? Here's $1 !
Here's $10! Buy yourself a pantry full of salmon!
Why, Boolie, the idea!
Waving money at me Like that!
I don't want money. I want my things!
-One can of salmon? -Well, it was mine!
I Leave him plenty of food every day.
I tell him exactly what it is.
They're Like children. If they want something, they just take it!
He'll never admit this.
''No,'' he'll say, ''I don't know nothing about that! ''
I don't Like it! I don't Like living with no privacy.
Go ahead, defend him. You always do!
I give up! You want to drive again, arrange your own insurance.
Take the trolley.
Buy yourself a taxicab! Anything you want!
Just Leave me out of it!
Why, Boolie!
What do you reckon he's doing here this time of morning?
Can't be good, I promise you that!
-Good morning. -Good morning, Miss Daisy.
I think it's fixing to clear up out there!
Excuse me, Mr. Werthan. Y'all busy?
We have to have a Little talk, Hoke.
All right, just Let me get out of my coat.
Yesterday while you were out, I ate a can of your salmon.
Now I know you said to eat the leftover pork chops.
Well, they were kind of stiff.
So I stopped by the Piggly Wiggly and got you another can.
Do you want me to put it on the shelf?.
Yes, thank you, Hoke.
I'll be right with you, Mr. Werthan.
Well, I got to get dressed now.
Good-bye, Son.
You know, Miss Daisy, I was just thinking.
We been out to this cemetery three times this month already.
It ain't even the 20th yet.
It's good to come in nice weather.
Yes, ma'am. You sure right about that. Sure is.
Mr. Sig's grave is mighty well tended.
I think you're the best widow in the State of Georgia.
Boolie's always pestering me to have the staff here tend to this plot.
''Perpetual care,'' they call it.
Well, don't you do it!
It's right to have a member of the family Looking after you.
I'll never have that! Boolie will have me in perpetual care before I'm cold.
Miss Daisy, you ought to go on away from here!
Put that azalea on Leo Bauer's grave.
Leo Bauer. Is that Miss Rose Bauer's husband?
She asked me to bring it out here.
Where is his grave at, Miss Daisy?
I'm not exactly sure. I know it's two rows over that way.
You'll see the headstone, ''Bauer.''
What's wrong?
Nothing wrong. Nothing the matter at all.
Now, you say--
I told you it's two rows over that way. It says ''Bauer'' on the headstone.
What's that Look Like?
What are you talking about?
I'm talking about I can't read, ma'am.
What?
I can't read, Miss Daisy.
You Look at the paper all the time.
Well, that's just it. I just be looking!
I try to dope out what's going on...
...from the pictures.
You know your letters?
Yes, ma'am. I know my ABC's. I just can't read.
Stop saying that! You're making me mad!
If you know your Letters, then you can read.
You just don't know you can read.
I taught some of the stupidest children God ever put on this earth.
And they all could read enough to find a name on a tombstone.
The name is ''Bauer.''
''Bauer! '' What does that ''buh'' letter sound Like?
-B? -Of course!
''Er.'' That is the Last part. ''Bauer! ''
What Letter sounds Like ''er''?
R!
-So the first Letter is.... -B!
And the Last Letter?
R!
B-R. ''B''-''er.''
It even sounds Like Bauer, doesn't it?
It sure do, Miss Daisy! It sure do!
-That it? -That's it.
-We won't worry about the middle? -Not right now.
This will be enough for you to find it. Go on, now.
B at the beginning.
R at the end.
B...R.
That's it.
That's all right!
-Miss Daisy. -Yes?
I sure do appreciate this!
Don't be ridiculous! I didn't do anything!
Let's get all this back in the car. I'm burning up out here.
Here we go.
Of course I told you!
How can I be expected to buy it if you don't write it down?
I'm sorry, Miss Florine.
I need you.
I'll be right there.
Do you have any idea what it takes to give a Christmas reception?
It takes an eye for detail.
I told you a million times, Katie Bell, write it down!
More I cannot do!
We're out of coconut.
I'm sure we can manage.
-I told her. -But you didn't write it down!
I don't need to stand and listen to excuses on Christmas.
You figure out how to serve ambrosia to 50 people without coconut. I give up!
Don't worry, Katie Bell. It's not quite the end of the world.
Everybody's giving the Georgia Power Company a merry Christmas.
Bet Miss Florine beat them all, especially with the new house.
Absurd!
If I had a nose Like Florine, I wouldn’t say, ''Merry Christmas'' to anybody.
I really do enjoy a Christmas at their house.
No wonder. You're the only Christian in the place.
They got that new cook.
Florine never could keep help. Of course, it's none of my affair.
Too much running around: the Garden Club this...
...the Junior League that. As if they'd give her the time of day.
She'd die before she'd fix a glass of iced tea for the Temple Sisterhood.
I hope she doesn't take it into her head to sing this year.
Lord, have mercy! Look what Miss Florine done.
If her grandfather, old man Frietag, could see this....
What is it you say?
I bet he'd jump out of his grave and snatch her baldheaded.
Jump up and snatch her baldheaded.
Oh, Miss Daisy, you go on away from here.
Wait a minute.
This isn't a Christmas present.
You know I don't give Christmas presents.
I happened to run across it this morning.
Well, go on, open it.
Look at that.
Ain't nobody never gave me no book before.
''Zaner Method Writing.''
I always taught out of these. I saved a few.
It's faded, but it works.
If you practice, you'll write nicely.
But you have to practice.
I taught Mayor Hartsfield out of the same book.
I sure do thank you.
It's not a Christmas present.
Jews have no business giving Christmas presents.
You don't have to go yapping about this to Boolie or Florine.
This is between you and me.
Merry Christmas, Mother Werthan.
I hope I don't spit up.
Merry Christmas, Mama. Hoke.
She fought me on this one...
...but it is time for a trade.
I'll bet you'll miss the old one.
No, sir, I don't expect I'll miss it that much.
Come on, you're the only one who's driven it all this time.
Won't you be a Little sorry to see it go?
It ain't going nowhere. I done bought it.
You didn't.
I sure did. Already made the deal with Mr. Red Mitchell.
How much?
That is for him and me to know.
Hey, Boolie!
Got a gem here.
Got that paper, Hoke?
I got it right here.
Be right there.
Why didn't you buy it from Mama? You would’ve saved money.
No, sir. Your mama is in my business enough as it is.
I ain't studying about making monthly payments to her.
She is mine the regular way.
The Hudson's a good car.
Nobody knows that better than you.
Best that ever come off the line.
And this here new one, if Miss Daisy don't take to it...
...I'll Let her ride in this one.
Mighty nice of you.
We do what we can.
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