Word: drunks
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...flivver roadster and passed out the word: 'We're going to have a lynching at the jail at 11 o'clock tonight.' . . . Mostly I went to the speakeasies and rounded up the gang there. That is why so many of the mob were drunk...
...abandon's taxi-driving. But on his first job he finds that the cashier of the wine shop to be robbed is the blonde and he breaks up the burglary. For shielding him she loses her job and the two lose one another again. She meets the old drunk again and he buys her flowers, giving her 2,000 francs. She buys a flower cart. One day in a little square two cabs dodge one another and one hits the cart. The driver is her lover...
...expounded: a man can win a woman only through the subtle workings of that mysterious thing called Romance; and Romance is incompatible with parental approval of the match. Ergo. Mr. Leon Janney, favored by the adenoidal mother and the crustacean father of the big-hipped , must insult, get drunk, and make himself generally obnoxious before he can win their disfavor and the hand of the sought-for female. It all works out. The insufferable suitor Bernie, with his green and Yellow roadster and his blatant familiarities, is foiled in the end, and the baby-faced Tommy gains marriage...
...Mayer). Lola Burns (Jean Harlow) has a mop of platinum blonde hair, a four-post bed in a lacquer white bedroom, a fat contract with Monarch Pictures. She has a thieving secretary, a vulgar, fatuous father, a brother so stupid that it is impossible to tell when he is drunk and three miraculously fluffy old English sheepdogs. Bombshell exhibits a few significant incidents in Lola Burns's ecstatically awful life. Pursued by a marquis, an over-virile director and a wild-eyed studio publicity man named Space Hanlon (Lee Tracy), Lola's life is really no more than...
...separate heart, yet each heart pure as a star; in joy we shall be one, in sorrow-one; our hour of birth was not one. but we will die together.'... On that day did they all mingle blood with wine and drink it and when they had drunk themselves to mighty drunkenness, they parted...