MAN: (SINGING) Our love affair
Is a wondrous thing
That we'll rejoice
In remembering
Our love was born
With our first embrace
And a page was torn
Out of time and space
Our love affair
May it always be
A flame to burn
Through eternity
So take my hand
With a fervent prayer
That we may live
And we may share
A love affair
To remember
And so, while the New York Stock Exchange
showed signs of restlessness,
there was little or no uneasiness on the part of optimists.
Here's good news for you bachelors.
Competition for pretty girls
will definitely be easier
now that Nickie Ferrante, the big dame hunter,
is going out of circulation.
Yes, it'll be wedding bells for him at long last.
Mr. Ferrante is sailing today from Europe
and Miss Lois Clark will be waiting for him
at the gangplank in New York.
Lois and her lovely 600 million bucks. What a deal!
Not only all that lettuce, but a beautiful tomato, too.
Wow.
(MAN SPEAKING IN ITALIAN)
(CONTINUES IN ITALIAN)
(EXCLAIMING IN ITALIAN)
(BIG BEN CHIMING)
Mmm. Here's rather a choice little tidbit,
Nickie Ferrante sails tonight to enter into matrimony
with one of America's industrial nobility.
Rock and gravel, I believe.
It's a Miss Lois...
Clark.
Yes.
Well...
Well, there you have it.
Signor Ferrante? No, no.
Signor Ferrante?
Is he on board?
Yes. Signor Ferrante!
Signor Ferrante.
Signor Ferrante?
Boy, here I am.
Are you Signor Ferrante?
I have a telephone call for you from Paris.
Mr. Ferrante, would you autograph this... (WOMEN CLAMORING)
That's very kind, but I'm wanted on the telephone.
Thank you.
Hello? Yes, this is Ferrante.
Who's calling? Oh, put her on.
You beast.
Hello, Gabriella.
(IN MOCKING TONE) "Hello, Gabriella." Don't you talk to me.
"Don't talk..." then why did you call me?
How could you speak of love to me, say the things you did?
And you, about to be married!
You remember what you whispered
when I gave you the cigarette case?
Well, of course, dear. I said... I said...
Hello! Hello! Can you hear me, Gabriella?
I believe we're disconnected.
We are not disconnected!
Operator! Operator!
Oh, this is a shame. Operator!
Hypocrite! I have in my hand a knife
and I wish it were in your back.
(WINCES)
(GABRIELLA UTTERING EPITHETS IN FRENCH)
Mmm.
Well! Mr. Ferrante. My name's Hathaway, Ned Hathaway.
Really? Welcome aboard.
I was wondering
if you'd care to join my wife, my sister and me
in a game of bridge.
Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Hathaway, but I cheat.
It's an addiction.
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
I beg your pardon. I think you have my cigarette case.
I might as well confess. I am a jewel thief.
I don't believe it.
I was returning it to the purser. I found it in the... Ah.
Just a moment. How do I know it's yours?
(CLEARS THROAT) Well, there's an inscription to me on the inside.
Oh.
"To Nicolo."
Oh.
Don't tell me you're the famous...
Oh, I have read so much about you in Life and Look and...
Possibly Good Housekeeping? Now, may I have my case?
No, no. Just a moment.
Hmm.
Whew!
This is frightfully intimate.
I know just enough French to be embarrassed.
Could you refine it a little
and tell me in effect what it says?
Well, in effect, it says,
(CLEARS THROAT)
"In memory of three unforgettable nights aboard La Gabriella,"
which is her yacht.
Oh.
I guess that's you, all right.
(CHUCKLES)
Tell me, did you write the song, "I'll Never Smile Again?"
(CHUCKLING) No.
But I'm thinking of writing one called "Moon Over La Gabriella."
Do you think it will ever take the place of night baseball?
Please, wait.
I'm in trouble, serious trouble.
Well, I could've told you.
Playing around yachts. The poor thing.
I must talk with someone.
Well, I'm not very good at that sort of thing.
I talk a lot.
I've tried to break myself of the habit, but...
But you have such an honest face.
I have?
I can trust you, can't I?
Yes, I suppose so.
Good. Come with me.
Yes, but the captain has an honest face, too.
Why can't you tell him your troubles?
Shall we go to your cabin, or to mine?
Ah, no, mine.
But mine is just around the...
Mine is here.
It's not that I'm prudish,
but my mother told me never to enter
a man's room in months ending in "R."
She did?
Ah.
Oh, well, your mother's not only beautiful, she's clever, too.
What is your name?
Terry McKay.
Terry McKay and I'm traveling alone.
Was that, by any chance, what was troubling you?
Yes.
May I? You may.
Thank you.
Um... I think you can leave it here.
Oh, you know, this couldn't be nicer. You saved my life.
I was bored to death.
I hadn't seen one attractive woman on this ship since we left.
Now, isn't that terrible? I was alarmed.
I said to myself, "Don't beautiful women travel anymore?"
And then I saw you, and I was saved, I hope.
Tell me, have you been getting results with a line like that?
Or would I be surprised?
If you were surprised, I'd be surprised.
That sounds like a nasty crack.
I could make a few, too, if I wanted to.
I'm sure you could. I know I can.
That's what I said. All right. I think I will.
I'm listening.
Does your fiancée know the lady of the yacht...
Gabriella? Gabriella.
Why certainly. She's her best friend.
(CHUCKLES) Chummy little group.
(SIGHS)
(CLEARS THROAT) You know, this ship is going much too fast.
We ought to take advantage of every moment.
Don't you think that life should be gay and bright
and bubbly like champagne?
I like pink champagne.
Yes, that's the kind I mean, pink champagne.
Is there any reason why from now on
this trip shouldn't be pink champagne?
Mmm-hmm. What?
Oh, dear.
(CLEARS THROAT)
He wouldn't like it?
No.
Husband? No.
He still wouldn't like it? No.
Why isn't he traveling with you?
Because he had to go to Texas on a big merger.
Ah.
He thought it'd be a good idea
if I took a little trip while he consummated this big deal
because I have no head for business.
It's beyond me how the more money a corporation loses,
the more money it makes,
because of the carryovers with the write-offs.
The big secret seems to be
to merge a sick corporation
with a big, fat, healthy one
and then everybody gets well.
Silly, isn't it?
He doesn't think I'm dumb,
but he doesn't think I'm very bright about things like that.
Well, it isn't necessary, is it?
Thank you. That's all right.
Well, so he trusts you?
Implicitly.
No mistakes, no errors,
no tiny little slips? Five faithful years.
Ah.
Sounds awful, doesn't it, but it's true.
Yes. Well, there you are.
(CHUCKLING)
Cigarette? No, thank you.
Oh, I don't...
You could light it from that inscription, couldn't you?
Oh. Oh, I like that. I must stay tuned into you.
Yes. He's a very lucky fellow.
Must be a remarkable man.
Well, you can imagine how attractive he is
when I can resist so charming a person as...
Yes. Yes. I understand.
Well, it was nice, wasn't it?
(CLEARS THROAT)
Oh, well.
Well, there's still deck tennis, shuffleboard, bingo.
Well, don't tell me you're embarrassed.
Yes. Yes, as a matter of fact, I am.
Oh, I am sorry.
It's all right. Don't apologize.
I do hope it won't affect your ego because...
No, please. Please, don't think anything of it.
I'll just take my ego for a walk.
Unless, of course, you'd care to...
Have dinner with you? Mmm.
I'd love to.
Here comes my friend Ferrante now.
Oh, Mr. Ferrante, I'd like to have you meet my sister, Miss Hathaway
and my wife, Mrs. Hathaway...
(LAUGHS)
And when you were little,
what did your nurse read to you at bedtime?
Let me see...
The Memoirs of Casanova?
Every night, and then we'd turn out the light.
"We"?
I was only so big.
You must've had a happy childhood.
Ah, yes.
And women?
Oh, women.
You've known quite a few, haven't you?
I don't know.
Or perhaps "few" is the wrong word.
Let's say it's not precise.
I beg your pardon, Signor Ferrante.
Would you like me to reserve this table for you every night?
Why not?
Thank you.
Now, where were we?
And I suppose they've all been madly in love with you?
I doubt it.
But you haven't had much respect for them.
On the contrary...
Still, you've always been very fair in your judgments.
Yes. I've been more than fair. I idealize them.
Every woman I meet, I put up there.
Of course, the longer I know her
and the better I know her...
It's hard to keep them up there, isn't it?
Yes, isn't it?
Pretty soon, the pedestal wobbles
and then topples.
C'est la vie, et cetera.
Come on. Let's talk about you.
(CHUCKLES) No, not tonight.
We'll talk about me some other time.
We've nothing planned for tomorrow.
Oh, I have.
Oh, no.
We'll talk about me tomorrow.
(CHUCKLES)
It turned out beautifully, didn't it?
It's really warm. Thank you.
Now, where were we?
You were going to tell me where you were born.
That's right. Well... Mr. Ferrante?
Cablegram.
Thank you.
Excuse me, Miss McKay.
Miss McKay? Yes?
Oh, I have one for you, too.
Oh.
Thank you. You're welcome.
Excuse me, Mr. Ferrante.
From him?
From her?
Mmm-hmm. Mmm-hmm.
Well, where were we?
Well, I was about to tell you where I was born
and I was born in Boston.
I can hardly wait for you to grow up.
Yes. Well, be patient.
I grew up quickly.
(CHUCKLING) Then I went to New York
and got a job singing in a nightclub
from 10:00 to 3:00 in the morning
and the manager used to chase me
around the office until about 4:00
and then... (WHISTLES) I went home.
Did he ever... Oh, no, no.
No, no. No.
Well, then one evening, he came along.
This is the fellow. Mmm-hmm.
And he said,
"You don't belong in a place like this."
Really? Mmm-hmm.
And I said, "I don't?"
(LAUGHS)
And well, then... Mmm?
What? What "what?"
I don't know, I thought you said something.
No, I didn't say anything. Oh, I'm sorry.
But you're right, you know?
He said I belonged in a penthouse on Park Avenue
with a breathtaking view of the East River.
An ideal place for you to improve yourself.
Yes. So, I studied hard.
Singing? And...
And music and art and literature.
Mmm.
So that one day you'd make a perfectly charming wife.
Yes, that was the general idea.
Anything wrong with that?
No, no, there's nothing wrong with it.
That's what I thought.
Well, that sort of brings us up-to-date.
Now my life is an open book.
That's only one page.
Well, that's the only page.
(BELL RINGING)
I beg your pardon.
Thank you. Thank you very much.
No, no. Bad, bad.
Wait a minute.
That's a very interesting camera. May I see that?
Oh, yes.
It's new, isn't it? Thank you.
Oh, please! Please, stop!
That's unfortunate, isn't it?
That was not very nice.
You shouldn't have done that.
I know.
You know, it's obviously no good,
either of us being seen together.
Right or wrong, people will talk
and so I guess it had better be good-bye.
That seems a pity. Good-bye.
Well, what's the matter? Are you afraid?
Of you? Yeah.
No.
Well, you know, we have several days to go on this voyage
and I can't stand monotony.
Well, you can always take long walks in the sunshine.
What'll I do if it rains?
(LAUGHS)
No. No, it's no good.
You mean, it's particularly no good for you.
Yes.
Being seen with you is news
and I don't want to get my picture in the papers. (SHUTTER CLICKS)
So, I'll go my way
and you'll go yours.
Help! Help!
Oh! Oh, here, let me...
Oh, my Lord, he's heavy.
What's the matter? Are you in trouble?
Yes. Give me a hand. He's a bit heavy.
Come on, chum. I've got him.
That's right. No, let it go.
Try it the other way around, Dad.
Oh, thank you. That's... You're a great help.
Well, how'd you come to do that?
I got... I got tangled up.
Mmm-hmm. Couldn't get down, huh?
Mmm-hmm. (LAUGHS)
(BOTH GIGGLING) Oh, you're quite a fella.
You're quite a fella yourself.
Yes? Why?
Everybody on the ship's talking about ya.
No kidding? What are they saying?
I don't know
on account of every time they start talking about ya,
they make me leave the room.
(BOTH LAUGHING)
I don't get it.
You take over. Mmm.
You know, you want to watch it, chum.
You might hurt yourself.
When I was little like you, I fell and broke my leg.
How is it now?
It's all right, I guess.
Well, what are ya crabbing about?
I'm not cra...
I'm sorry.
Champagne cocktail, please. Yes, sir.
Have you any cigarettes?
The smoke room steward, sir.
Thank you. This way.
Have you got pink champagne? Of course.
Let me try it.
Good evening. Good evening, mademoiselle.
Could I have a champagne cocktail, please?
Yes, mademoiselle.
Do you have pink champagne?
Of course.
Thank you.
(CORK POPS)
Hello.
I changed my table to a table for one.
So did I.
Now, isn't that a shame
after that delightful dinner
we had together last night?
And do you speak Gaelic?
Fluently.
How do you say, "Let's get out of here?"
Hmm.
(LAUGHING) Well, well, well!
(WHISPERING)
Well.
(DINERS CHATTERING)
(DINERS LAUGHING)
(LAUGHTER CONTINUES)
(LAUGHTER INCREASES)
Oh, well, well.
That's good, isn't it? (SIGHS)
This is what's known as fooling the world.
Hmm? What did you say?
(WHISPERING) I said, this is what's known as fooling the world.
I can't hear what you said.
What are you saying? (DINERS LAUGHING)
Oh, who do you think you're hiding from?
Everybody's staring at us.
This is awful.
I'm going to leave. No, no. Let me. Don't worry.
(DINERS LAUGHING)
That made it worse.
Sit down! Will you sit down?
You forgot...
Pardon me, sir. That's the lady's purse.
Yes. I was just...
No, no. Wait a minute. The last one...
(LAUGHTER CONTINUES)
(BELL RINGING)
(SIGHS)
(GRUNTS)
Oh!
What... (LAUGHING)
Oh!
Oh, my, it's a small pool, isn't it?
Now, don't change the subject.
You've got my cigarette case.
Well, not on me.
(SHIP HORN BLOWS)
We've got a five-hour stopover here.
We're coming into Villefranche.
Yes, you going ashore?
Yes, I'm calling on a lady.
Ah. In every port, huh?
This happens to be my grandmother.
Well, don't you believe me?
Mmm, no.
Would you like to meet her?
Yes, I'd like to meet your grandmother.
Well, you've got a date.
Surprised? All right.
Is this a present for your little old grandmother?
Yes. Yes, it is. Uh-huh.
Isn't it beautiful down there? Huh?
I said, isn't it beautiful down there? Yes.
But do you want to hear an old joke?
What?
If it's so beautiful down there, why did...
You bring me up here?
That's an old joke, all right. Mmm-hmm.
You're quite sure your grandmother isn't an old joke?
Oh, I do wish you'd trust me.
(BELL TOLLING)
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
(SIGHS)
Oh!
What a divine place.
(CHUCKLES)
It's perfect!
I'm beginning to think you have a grandmother.
Oh, that's surprising.
I'll try to find her and prove it.
Janou!
Janou?
She's not there.
Look.
She must be in the chapel.
Ah, Fidel!
(LAUGHING)
How are you, fella? Yes, yes, yes. How are you, boy?
(SIGHS) What is it about this place?
There's something about it that makes you want to whisper.
It's so peaceful here. It's like another world.
Mmm-hmm. Well, it is.
It's my grandmother's world.
Do tell me more about her.
My grandfather was in the diplomatic service.
They traveled all over the world
and when he retired, they came here to live.
He's buried there behind the chapel.
She stayed on to be near him.
She must be waiting, I think a little impatiently,
for the day she would join him.
Oh, Nicolo!
(LAUGHING)
(KISSING)
(SPEAKING FRENCH)
(LAUGHING) Oh!
Oh, Nicolo!
(BOTH SPEAKING FRENCH)
(BOTH LAUGHING)
(CONTINUES SPEAKING FRENCH)
Oh, Nicolo!
(SPEAKING FRENCH)
Darling, this is Terry McKay.
How do you do?
Janou thought you were the girl I'm going to marry.
Oh. (LAUGHS)
(SPEAKING FRENCH)
Oh, pardon moi. I was only saying I like you very much.
Oh, thank you. I'm glad.
Well, if you will excuse me, I must sit down.
I am longer at my prayers nowadays.
Oh, my knees! (CHUCKLES)
They're as old as I am.
Oh, you have the most beautiful place here.
Thank you.
I think I could stay here forever.
Oh, no, no, no. You are too young for that, my dear.
It is a good place to sit and remember,
but you have still to create your memories.
And the chapel seems so charming.
Oh, would you like to go in?
Oh, may I?
(SPEAKING FRENCH) Oh, thank you.
Oh, Nicolo!
(BOTH LAUGHING)
And you, Nicolo,
how long is it since you have been in a chapel, huh?
Oh, well, I...
Not since you were an altar boy, huh?
No.
Go in. It won't hurt you.
All right.
I will prepare the tea.
Let me help you. No, no, no, no.
(SPEAKING FRENCH)
(BOTH SINGING IN FRENCH)
Marius. Oui, madame.
(SPEAKING FRENCH)
Oh! Monsieur Nicholas!
Oh. Ah!
Marius!
(BOTH SPEAKING FRENCH)
This is Marie.
Well, hello!
(BOTH SPEAKING FRENCH)
This is my friend Marius.
Oh, madame. Hello.
Marius has had three children since I last saw him.
Marius says, "France needs men."
So he has seven daughters.
(ALL LAUGHING)
Come to see the rest of my family.
Yes, go along.
Sure?
I should like a little tête-à-tête with Miss McKay.
Oh, Janou, please be kind.
I won't betray you.
Can I help you?
Oh, thank you, my dear.
I am glad you are not like so many young people nowadays,
above a little housework.
There were 10 of us in our family.
We all had to do our share,
or go to bed without supper.
Oh, what a magnificent room!
Oh, yes.
My husband was a great collector.
He loved beautiful things.
(CHUCKLING) Me, too.
I should have a housekeeper, but I have outlived two
and I'm too old to start breaking in another one.
Besides, I don't mind telling you,
I had planned only to live till I was 80.
Now I am 82.
Well, if I'm not going to die,
I must start saving money for my old age.
You're very wise.
Ah!
You like it?
Mmm, yes. It's charming.
Who...
"Ferrante"?
Nicolo!
Nickie?
Yes. He did that a long time ago.
Oh, but it's very good.
He is very talented.
Oh, forgive me. You see, I had no means of knowing.
Unfortunately, he is also very critical.
The artist in him would create,
the critic would destroy.
As a result, he has done nothing since.
What a pity. Mmm.
Besides, he's been too busy, living, as they call it.
Mmm-hmm.
May I?
Oh, thank you, my dear.
There.
(COUGHING)
It has been such a tremendous excitement for me, this visit.
I am trying to appear calm.
Don't you think I do pretty well?
You do wonderfully well.
Here we are. Thank you.
I love Nicolo so much.
When he was a small boy,
he charmed us all with his piano playing.
Then he studied painting.
And the worst of it is he's so good at everything.
A jack-of-all-talents.
Everything comes too easily to him.
He's always attracted by the art he isn't practicing.
The place he hasn't been, the girl he hasn't met.
Perhaps I shouldn't have met him.
No, my dear. You are different.
I don't mind confessing to you,
I have been worried about him.
Sometimes I'm frightened.
Why?
That life will present a bill to Nicolo one day
and he will find it hard to pay.
But when I see you with him, I feel better.
Me? You do?
Yes. You.
(CHUCKLES)
Well, I wish I could share your confidence.
You will have it when you need it.
That is your character.
Oh, there is nothing wrong with Nicolo
that a good woman couldn't make right.
Mmm.
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
Well, I saw Marius' entire family. Seven daughters.
I congratulated him and had a nice talk with his wife.
You should have had a nice talk with him. And don't sit on my hat.
Tell me, what have you two been talking about?
Hmm. Oh, you'd be surprised.
I'll bet I would.
And I'll bet that Janou did all the talking.
Mmm-hmm.
She's been telling me that when you were a little boy
and didn't get your own way,
you'd lie on the floor and kick and get red in the face.
Really?
You should've winked the other eye.
Oh.
And what did you say?
I said you didn't do that anymore.
No! No.
Now when you don't get your own way,
you just get embarrassed.
(CHUCKLES)
Want some tea?
Remind me not to explain that to you later.
Yes, I want some tea.
Janou, I have a gift for you.
JANOU: Oh!
Come and see it.
I am too old for gifts.
No one's too old for gifts.
You shouldn't spend your money so recklessly.
It didn't cost much. Let me help you.
Oh, Nicolo.
How did you do it?
I did it from memory.
Thank you.
It is Andre,
my husband.
It's so real, so like him.
What a remarkable face.
Did you do that from memory?
Yes.
Do you like it?
Oh, it's wonderful.
I painted that a long time ago,
but I hesitated about giving it to you.
I told you he has talent.
Mmm-hmm.
(JANOU LAUGHING)
Well, now, for you.
For me? Thank you.
For you.
Thank you.
For me.
Well, now...
I should like to propose a little toast.
I don't quite know how to phrase it.
Well, would it have something to do with his happy marriage?
JANOU: Mmm.
Shall we say,
may your voyage home be a pleasant one.
Thank you.
(CLEARS THROAT)
(SHIP HORN BLOWING)
Well, now, I'm afraid we must be leaving soon.
(CHUCKLES)
It has been a good day.
Now, before we go, you must play the piano for us.
(LAUGHING) Oh, no, Nicolo. Come along.
No, no, no. Please do.
Look at my hands.
No excuses. Come along.
Come on.
Oh. (CHUCKLES)
Janou was a concert pianist.
Was.
Remember, I was asked to do this.
(PLAYING AN AFFAIR TO REMEMBER)
(TRILLS KEYS)
(HUMMING MELODY)
(TERRY CONTINUES HUMMING)
(SINGING AN AFFAIR TO REMEMBER IN FRENCH)
(SHIP HORN BLOWING)
(TERRY CONTINUES SINGING)
(SHIP HORN CONTINUES BLOWING)
(STOPS PLAYING PIANO)
(TERRY STOPS SINGING)
I don't like boat whistles.
(CHUCKLES)
Don't you think you should put this around your shoulders?
Thank you, my dear.
It's lovely, isn't it?
You like it?
Yes, I do.
One day, I will send it to you.
Oh, no.
I would like to.
This is as far as I go.
This is the boundary of my small world.
Hmm.
(SIGHS)
It's a perfect world.
Thank you for letting me trespass.
Good-bye.
Bless you.
Well, au revoir, dear Janou.
I'll come back to see you very soon and I'll write often.
Please do.
I will.
Oh! Happy thoughts, darling.
Adieu, mon petit.
(CHUCKLES)
Good-bye.
(SHIP HORN BLOWS)
I've been looking everywhere for you.
I called your cabin...
You've been crying.
Mmm-hmm.
Beauty does that to me.
Nickie, I want to thank you for the...
The loveliest and the most memorable day I've ever known.
You were very sweet to my little grandmother.
I'm going to write to her.
That'll be nice.
Let's walk, hmm?
(SNIFFLES)
No more tears.
I told you that's what beauty does to me.
We're heading into a rough sea, Nickie.
I know.
We changed our course today.
Mmm-hmm.
Shall I see you to your cabin?
I don't think so.
Good night.
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
Just a moment.
Terry... Oh!
Why did you come here? You know it's dangerous.
Darling, we've got a lot to talk about.
I am aware of that, but to be seen together
could be disastrous for us both.
I know, but we have some fast thinking to do.
We've created a problem.
Yes, I know.
So let's not complicate it any more.
Being a woman, I'm naturally more cautious
and I can think more clearly when you're not around.
So you go think in your room and I'll think in mine.
All right.
While we miss each other.
Oh, that was very sweet, what you just said.
(SIGHS)
(IN IRISH ACCENT) Top of the mornin' to you.
And the rest of the day to you.
No, listen. What? No, no.
Keep moving. Oh, dear.
Wait a minute. Don't go away.
Now, have you come to any conclusions yet?
No, keep moving.
Oh, dear.
I miss you. I miss you, too.
Why don't you telephone more often?
I'll try, but you know...
Were you going to say something?
No, I wasn't going to say anything. Oh.
Listen. Couldn't we at least eat together,
you know, in your room or my room?
The news would be all around the ship before we'd had our salad.
I know.
The crew talks, too, you know.
Do go around the other way. You're making me dizzy.
Yeah, be better for me also, I can tell you that.
Oh, wait a minute. Darling...
Listen, darling, I...
That's odd.
(NERVOUS CHUCKLE)
Well...
Good evening, sir.
Good evening. Is Miss McKay dining?
Yes, sir. Would you care to join her?
No, I think she prefers to dine alone.
She's almost finished, sir. Yes.
Whew.
Order the bouillabaisse. It's superb.
(BOTH SPEAKING FRENCH)
Shut up.
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
Come in.
Hello there.
Oh, hello, Mr. Hathaway.
Miss McKay, where's Ferrante?
Ferra... Well, how should I know?
Oh, come now. A little bird told me he might be in here.
Oh, really, Mr. Hathaway.
Don't you think you're being a little rude and presumptuous?
I haven't seen Mr. Ferrante since...
Hello, Terry.
(EXCLAIMS)
It occurred to me you might like this book.
Yeah. I've read it.
I haven't seen you for days.
I thought you must have got off somewhere.
Why, no. We haven't docked anywhere.
(LAUGHING)
Well, in case I don't see you again, Miss McKay, happy landing.
Thank you, Mr. Ferrante, and don't think it hasn't been absolute...
Now, slow down.
I'm wondering if you two would do me a big favor.
What's that?
Would you be so kind as to autograph these?
My wife and my sister and I each bought a different one.
You bought them? From whom?
Why, the ship's photographer.
He has a big display up on the promenade deck.
He's doing a wholesale business.
Well, I'll tell you, Mr. Hathaway,
we'll have to think about it.
Now, where could I find you?
Well, I'll either be in the cocktail lounge,
or, of course, the dining room.
Yes, of course. (LAUGHING)
(MOCK LAUGHTER)
Well... Oh!
FERRANTE: Oh, I don't mind that one. That's pretty good.
TERRY: Oh, do be serious!
This is dreadful!
And after all the pains we took deceiving everybody.
I'm particularly sorry for you. (SIGHS)
You know, I'm not as sorry as I thought I'd be.
(CHUCKLES)
It was rather silly, hiding like fugitives, wasn't it?
Yes. Yes, I know.
So, to coin a new cliché, shall we join the others?
Well, all right. Well, why not?
What have we got to lose?
The last night. Let's make the most of it.
Good.
(BAND PLAYING YOU MAKE IT EASY TO BE TRUE)
Hi, Hathaway.
(LAUGHING) Hey! Do me another favor. Let's swap partners.
It's the last night out, you know? Everybody does it.
They do? How nice.
In your case, we'll make an exception.
(BAND SINGING)
I don't get that guy.
BOTH: (SINGING) Day by day I'm growing fonder
Of those tender things you do
Oh, nice crossing.
Hello.
Let's get some air.
Yeah, come on. I'll show you the rudder.
Where is it? Aft.
Got to get my coat.
Careful.
ALL: (SINGING) May sometimes try to lure me
(HUMMING MELODY)
(BOTH CHUCKLING)
(SINGING) Can't you think of something spiteful
Something mean that you could do
Must you be so darn delightful
BOTH: You make it easy to be true
(LAUGHS)
Oh.
Why can't we go on doing this forever, huh?
I had a talk with the captain. It won't work.
It won't? No.
He said he can't turn the ship around.
Quite nice about it, but he said
that most of the people want to get home.
Isn't that silly? Mmm-hmm.
Well, I can understand his problem.
Cruising around in the ocean with just the two of us.
(LAUGHING)
(BOTH HUMMING)
(SINGING) You make it easy to be true
(BAND PLAYING AULD LANG SYNE)
ALL: (SINGING) Be forgot
And never brought to mind
Should old acquaintance be forgot
And days of old lang syne
If you say, "A penny for your thoughts," I'll jump overboard.
Well...
Tomorrow morning, New York.
Yes.
Will he be waiting?
Will she?
Mmm-hmm.
Oh, yes.
What makes life so difficult?
People?
Tsk.
(BOTH SIGHING)
Are you in love with him?
I'm not now.
Mmm.
You know, I've never done a day's work in my whole life.
In my whole life, I've never...
I know. I've been thinking about that.
Hmm? What'd you say?
I didn't say anything.
Yes, yes, you did. What?
You said I was very fond of expensive things.
Furs and diamonds and stuff like that.
Did I say that? Mmm-hmm.
Pink champagne.
That's the kind of life we've both been used to.
It might be a little difficult to...
Do you like beer?
Mmm, mmm. Different.
Mmm-hmm.
My father drank beer in the morning.
He was a beer drinker?
Mmm-hmm. Hmm.
Later in the day, he drank anything.
(SIGHS)
Oh, winter must be cold for those with no warm memories.
We've already missed the spring.
Yes. Well, this is probably my last chance.
Mine, too.
It's now or never.
Hmm. "Never" is a frightening word.
We'd be fools to let happiness pass us by.
Mmm-hmm.
And just because you haven't...
I haven't worked doesn't mean to say I couldn't, huh?
No, of course not.
Suppose, I...
It would take some time, say, six months, to find out if...
If? If what? Well, just suppose.
Now, be realistic.
All right.
If I worked hard enough and long enough, say, for six months,
where would you be?
What are you trying to say, Nickie?
Well, I just want to be (VOICE CRACKING) worthy of asking you to marry me.
(CLEARS THROAT) Oh.
Nickie, that's just about the nicest...
Your voice cracked.
Oh, well, that's because I...
Yes, I know. I know.
I'm going to turn in now.
Do some more rolling and tossing
and thinking about it.
Let me tell you in the morning, hmm?
(SIGHS)
It's going to be a long night.
Mmm-hmm.
For me, too.
Marriage is a very serious step for a girl like me.
Yes, I know.
Do you like children?
Yes. Yes, I do.
Nickie.
Oh, I was so worried.
I didn't even have time to get dressed.
I didn't get to sleep until 5:00.
I didn't sleep at all. Oh.
Now, listen carefully. Yes.
If everything goes right, and I mean for both of us, in six months...
Here. I started to write it out.
Should I read it now? Mmm-hmm.
All right.
"Darling," that's me? Mmm-hmm.
"You have a date, my beloved, July 1 at 5:00."
But you don't say where.
You name the place and I'll obey.
I don't know. I can't think.
How about the top of the Empire State Building?
Oh, yes, that's perfect.
It's the nearest thing to heaven we have in New York.
The 102nd floor, and don't forget to take the elevator.
(CHUCKLES) No, I won't.
Darling, if things don't work out...
Don't talk like that. I'm not listening.
But just in case one of us is...
We'll both be there.
Hold the thought.
Take care. Take care.
(SHIP HORN BLOWS)
(PEOPLE CHATTERING)
Hmm.
(LAUGHS)
(SHIP HORN BLOWS)
Nickie darling! Oh!
(CHUCKLING)
Oh, Nickie.
Well, I'm so glad to see you. How've you been?
I'm so glad to see you. Did you have a good trip?
Not too bad. A little rough in spots, but very pleasant.
PHOTOGRAPHER: Hold it for a picture.
That's fine. Thank you.
Did you get to see Pinky?
May I have one, too, please?
Yes, how's this?
Thank you.
No, I think he's on his way to Tangier.
May I have another one, please?
He's always going off someplace. Yes.
That's fine. Thank you. Another one, please.
Excuse me. I have an important appointment.
Excuse me. Thank you so much. May I?
Terry darling.
Hello, darling. It's been so long.
Oh, it's wonderful to have you back.
It's wonderful to be back, Ken.
Darling, the car's around here.
What's the matter? Shall we get going?
Yes, let's. Shall we?
The car's right out here. Good.
FERRANTE: Darling, there's something I must discuss with you.
It's been on my mind, so let's go in here
where we can be alone and quiet...
What in the world is all this?
Didn't I mention it? What?
Dear, the TV people have been after me
for an interview, so I finally said yes
if they give a big donation
to my favorite charity, and they did.
You don't mind, do you, darling? It's for a good cause.
I wish you'd let me know.
Oh, listen, I know you.
If I'd told you, I'd never have got you off the ship.
Camera one, take close-ups.
Oh, Nickie, dear, this is Mr. Lewis who's going to interview us.
Mr. Fulton Q. Lewis.
Robert.
Robert Fulton, how do you do?
No, Robert Q. Lewis, but everybody does that.
Please, look, you're a little late,
and we've got to go on the air.
Would you mind coming over here, Miss Clark, please?
Just sit yourselves right down here.
I'm going to ask a few questions, then we're going to...
What about his face? Shiny. Look, Harry.
Would you mind a little makeup? Harry, just blot it.
I'm sorry, darling. It'll be over with soon.
I hope so.
Oh, incidentally, that white shirt, how about that?
Glares.
You don't happen to have a blue shirt?
No, not with me.
Well, yes. Well, look, don't worry. We'll manage.
Let me explain what I'm going to do.
I'd like to ask a few questions about how you met...
Just a few. I will.
Just how you met, what your plans are and things like that.
You make yourselves comfortable. Thank you.
MAN: Five seconds, Mr. Lewis.
Right.
Now, then, one thing, watch the camera.
When the red light is on, you're on.
Yeah? Well, it's on.
Oh, hello there, and welcome to another House to House program,
brought to you by the Benton Baby Food Company.
Remember, Benton's builds better babies.
Today, our cameras are placed in the home of Miss Lois Clark,
heiress to one of America's greatest fortunes.
In just a moment, we'll meet Miss Clark
and her fiancé, Mr. Nickie Ferrante
and talk to them about their wonderful true-to-life romance
which has gotten headlines in papers all over the country.
A romance which has captured the imagination of the whole world.
But first...
Do you think they're in love?
I wouldn't know, Gladys.
I can't wait to see that Nickie Ferrante.
I don't know what the $64 million question was,
but he's certainly got the answer.
(DOOR OPENS)
Point killer.
Terry, darling.
WOMAN SINGING ON TV: So buy Baby Soft
Buy Baby Soft
Hmm.
Remind me to ask you later
why your kisses don't seem quite the same.
Maybe you're just out of practice, I hope.
Yum, yum
We don't need that darn thing on, do we?
Buy Baby Benton's Better Baby Food
It's got more zip...
(TURNS OFF TV)
I see you haven't changed yet.
I thought I gave you plenty of time
to get into something more...
Well, Ken, we have so much to talk about
and I can just think better in this outfit.
You know, darling, I hoped the trip would be good for you,
but I'm afraid you don't look so well.
What's the matter? Was it a rough crossing?
(STAMMERING)
Yes, yes. Yes, it was a little.
Oh.
You know, Ken, that program might have been amusing.
Lois Clark and Nickie Ferrante were about to come on.
(CHUCKLES)
I'm only interested in you, dear, but if it'll entertain you...
Mmm-hmm. Yes, it will.
Okay.
(TURNS ON TV)
Say, Mr. Ferrante, you must have had
some wonderful experiences in Europe.
Yes.
Well, would you care to expand that statement?
No.
(LAUGHS) Oh.
There are so many questions...
Oh, I forgot Ferrante was on the same boat with you, wasn't he?
Yes, he was.
Did you meet him?
Mmm-hmm.
Was he charming?
Mmm-hmm.
LOIS: Well, I'm sure Nickie has all...
Fascinating?
LEWIS: Well, good... Mmm-hmm.
LEWIS: Well, you know, financial difficulties...
Irresistible?
...often cause the breakup of marriages.
Oh, I'm sorry.
That wasn't like me. I withdraw that remark.
LOIS: That won't be one of our difficulties. (LEWIS LAUGHS)
Well, tell me, Mr. Ferrante,
is this your first experience with connubial bliss?
Would you mind rephrasing the question?
LOIS: (LAUGHING) Darling! Darling!
He means is this your first experience with marriage?
Oh, that's what he meant. Yes.
Good. Do you intend to support your wife in the
manner to which...
Yes.
(LAUGHING) That's very funny.
LOIS: Doing what?
Well, I'm going to begin to paint again.
That's how I intend to support my wife.
LEWIS: Oh, well...
That's certainly going to take an awful lot of paint.
(LAUGHS)
I mean, you already have a house full of masterpieces.
Yes, we have and I didn't realize that you were going to...
I'm still going to paint.
Oh, really?
Well, I mean, I just thought you'd given all that up.
I know, but I shouldn't have.
Well, I'm sure Nickie has all kinds of plans.
Yes, I have.
Well, good. When are you going to be married?
We're going to be married as soon as we...
Just a moment, dear.
In six months.
Six months.
I'll bet she never gets him to the altar.
Six months. Well, good.
Thank you so much, Miss Clark,
and you, too, Mr. Ferrante.
Well, folks, that winds up our interview with this charming couple.
Terry?
Mmm-hmm.
(AD PLAYING ON TV)
I'd like to ask that question again.
Did you find Ferrante irresistible?
Oh, Ken, I'm sorry.
(TURNS OFF TV)
You don't plan these things. They just happen!
(SOBBING)
Darling, it just doesn't make sense.
I know. I know it doesn't.
You've got to be realistic.
About love?
But you know what everyone says about him.
Yes, I know, I know, I know.
What are you going to do?
Oh, I don't know, Ken.
I think I'll...
I think I'll go back to Boston
and try and get a job or something
in singing again until he can...
Until he what?
Darling, he'll never be able to support you.
Oh, Terry, listen to me. I want to marry you.
I know I should have asked you a long time ago.
It's my fault, but it's not too late, is it?
It can't be too late.
Terry, look at me.
Can't you see I'm in love?
Mmm-hmm.
So am I.
Well, do you think you can sell it?
Of course, I'll try.
You did this without a model?
Yeah, I couldn't afford one.
What is it? Something wrong with my memory?
It's getting a trifle dim.
No.
And this?
I painted that from memory. That was my lunch.
(LAUGHS)
You know, it's a woman.
Yes.
You mean, you wouldn't care to be seen with her?
I doubt it.
You know, Nickie, if you would let me tell people,
by people I mean women, who painted this,
I could sell it and plenty more.
No, no, no. The old Ferrante is dead.
But signing "Rossi" don't mean a thing.
If you use your own name...
The old Ferrante is dead
and the new Rossi is starving.
What do you expect in three months?
Remember, the brush obeys your hand.
It doesn't know you are accustomed to getting your own way.
You are spoiled, but the brush doesn't know this.
He cannot humor you.
I know, I know, but I was hoping you'd sell something.
I want the thrill of earning that first dollar.
Well, I'll have to get a job.
What?
And give up painting?
No, I'm not going to give up painting.
It's the only thing I know.
But I've got to earn money.
I've got to earn a lot of it quickly.
Of course, in the meantime, I'll buy you lunch.
You can repay me when you're famous.
That's the first encouraging thing you've said.
There you are.
Isn't that extraordinary?
Wouldn't you think that's the one thing I could remember?
Yeah. Hmm.
Hmm. Oh, well...
TERRY: (SINGING) We'll be walking on clouds
You'll forget every care
And your troubles like bubbles
Will vanish
In air
Ask me how do you get
To Tomorrow Land
Close your eyes
Make a wish
And you're there
Close your eyes
Make a wish
And you're
There
Nickie! Nickie!
Hey!
I have good news! I sold one of your women.
You know, the one with the uh-huh.
I got $200 for her.
Your first dollar!
(LAUGHING)
What's the matter with you?
My friend, I'm a happy man. I am a painter.
So what? I've been a painter for years, but I ain't happy.
Oh, well...
(AUDIENCE APPLAUDING)
Thank you. Thank you, ladies and gentlemen.
As you know, this is my last night
so I would love to sing a song for you
that is very close to my heart.
(PIANO PLAYING AN AFFAIR TO REMEMBER)
(SINGING) Our love affair
Is a wondrous thing
That we'll rejoice
In remembering
Our love was born
With our first embrace
And a page was torn
Out of time and space
Our love affair
May it always be
A flame to burn
Through eternity
So take my hand
With a fervent prayer
That we may live
And we may share
A love affair
To remember
A love affair
To remember
Did you fasten your seat belt?
Mmm-hmm. It's fastened.
There's the Empire State Building.
Thank you.
Miss McKay, my dear.
My favorite customer, welcome back.
Thank you.
Miss Webb, look who's back.
Well, Miss McKay.
We were just saying, "Whatever happened to Miss McKay?"
And here you are. (LAUGHS)
How nice you're looking.
Mmm-hmm. Yes, I know, I didn't get it here.
Where have you been these past months?
In Boston.
Oh. Well, we've missed you.
Oh, thank you. I've missed you, too, Miss...
Lane. Yes, Miss Lane.
Now, Miss Lane, I want something very, very special for...
Miss Webb will be very happy
to take care of you, Miss McKay.
Excuse me. I have something to do in the office.
All right.
Well, of course, I'd be most happy to take care of you.
Now, what did you have in mind?
Well, I want something irresistible, inexpensive and pink.
Oh, but, of course! We have it.
The most beautiful. I've been hiding it just for you.
I tell you, you give Miss McKay
anything in the shop she wants.
But keep talking to her until I get there, will you?
That's all we wanted to know.
Fine. Say, you weren't worried about her credit, were you?
(LAUGHS) I'm surprised at you. Good-bye.
This is adorable.
Mmm. It's a little short, isn't it?
Oh. With these. Oh, no.
Oh, but look. Look! Look! This is a must.
Yes, it's lovely, but I just want
the little item I decided on.
All right, we'll send it.
I'll have to let you know where,
because I'm not quite sure.
I believe that's right.
No charge?
No. No?
No. I know, I know, but, no.
Why, Ken!
Terry. How are you?
What are you doing here? How did you know I...
Uh-huh, I see. Nice doing business with you.
Oh, forgive me, Ken. I'm terribly late.
What time is it?
It's five minutes to 5:00.
Oh! Oh, it's been good seeing you, Ken.
It's good seeing you, too, Terry.
There's so much to talk to you about.
I'm sorry, but I'm in such a hurry.
Can't we go someplace and have a cocktail?
No, I really am in a hurry.
But I have so much to say to you.
Why don't you give me a call...
You can't do that, because I'm getting marr...
You're getting married? Yes.
Yes, I am, Ken, and I'm very, very late.
What time did you say it was? Four minutes to 5:00.
Well, good-bye, Ken.
Terry.
I really hope you've found happiness
and if you're ever in need of anything,
like someone to love you, don't hesitate to call me.
No. No, I won't. Good-bye, Ken.
Good-bye. Good luck.
Shows what a state I'm in.
I thought the Empire State Building
was this way, and, of course, it's that way!
I think I'll get out here, because I'm in a hurry.
Here you are. Keep the change.
What's the rush, lady?
I'm going to be married,
and I want you to be the first to congratulate me.
Thank you.
Marriage is something to rush to?
(TIRES SCREECHING)
(SCREAMING)
(PEOPLE MURMURING)
MAN: 102nd floor.
(BELL TOLLING)
Going down?
No. No, thank you.
MAN: Tower.
(SIREN WAILING)
Going down?
No, no. And what time have you?
Ten after 5:00. Thank you.
(BELL TOLLING)
I know what I'm doing. I want my own way!
(SOBBING) Turn the boat around!
I want to turn the boat around.
Nickie, help me turn the boat around.
Well, you're so... You're so much stronger than I am.
I can't do it alone. I can't.
(SHUSHING) I can't.
You must be quiet now.
But... But I need him!
Oh, Nickie, I need you!
Help me! Help me!
Help me turn the boat around.
I must... I must...
(BELL TOLLING)
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
Going down?
Her X-rays aren't very encouraging.
It's hard to say if she'll ever walk again.
We won't know for a long while.
That's... That's bad.
I guess you've gathered by now
I'm not the man she was screaming about.
She was on her way to marry him.
Does he know of her condition?
No.
She said until you know what you say you won't know for a while,
she'd rather he didn't know.
She seems nice.
I think so.
She wants to see you.
Go ahead. I'll be in shortly.
Hello, Ken.
Hello, Terry.
I told her I didn't know whether or not she'd be with us today.
Fooled you, Father.
(BOTH CHUCKLING)
Ken, I told Father McGrath about us.
He's going to find me a job, aren't you, Father?
You'd better get well first, Terry.
He's right.
Then I'll try and come up with something.
Oh.
Take it easy.
Yes.
(PIANO PLAYING AN AFFAIR TO REMEMBER)
(TERRY HUMMING MELODY)
(TERRY SINGING AN AFFAIR TO REMEMBER IN FRENCH)
Monsieur Nicolo.
(SPEAKING FRENCH)
Pour Miss McKay.
(SPEAKING FRENCH)
Merci, Marius.
(BOTH SPEAKING FRENCH)
(CAR HORN HONKING)
(CHILDREN CHATTERING)
(INSTRUMENTS TUNING)
(INSTRUMENTS STOP)
Miss McKay? Yes?
I want to thank you for what you're doing for my son Tyrone.
Now he won't grow up to be a mug like me.
Oh, you're too modest, Mr. Bugsy.
Oh, no, I ain't.
I'm so stupid, I ain't even ignorant. Thanks again.
Don't thank me. Thank Father McGrath.
He got the job for me.
Thanks, Father.
All eyes on me, please.
Now, as you know, poor Mollie has the measles, so I'll sing her part.
Now, are we ready?
(DOOR CLOSES)
Oh.
Well, now we're ready.
Watch me closely. We mustn't goof today.
ALL: (SINGING) They say there's a tiny little scout
Who follows you about
He knows everything you say and do
You couldn't lose him if you wanted to
He knows, like for instance when you try
To tell a big, fat lie
He starts burning up at what you said
That's why your face gets red
When you do good like he says you should
You can bet he's as merry as a clown
But when you've done something and your heart starts thumping
That's him jumpin' up and down
He's there anytime that you're in doubt
To tell you what to do
Get smart
Listen to the tiny scout
He knows you inside He knows you outside
He knows what it's all about
Without a doubt
He knows you inside out
So you hate to go to Sunday school
And that's not bad enough
You start messing with the Golden Rule
You think being good is sissy stuff
Get wise, try to mend your dopey ways
Ya might be glad ya did
Then you'll never hear the corny phrase
Poor little mixed-up kid
When you prove you can't be trusted
You can say you're maladjusted
You can blame your ma and pa If you're a schmo
But you show a streak of yeller
When you blame the other feller
Look out
GIRLS: You may sizzle down below
ALL: You don't have to be a teacher's pet
Don't worry wings won't sprout Just get smart
Listen to the tiny scout
He knows you inside He knows you outside
You're on the wrong side He's on the right side
He knows you backwards He knows you forwards
You're on the mean side He's on the clean side
Whew! I'm running out of breath
Stop smoking
You're saying yes, yes
He's saying uh-uh
You think you've got to
He tells you not to
He's there beside you all set to guide you
Rah, rah, rah sis, boom, bah
Ricky, ticky, tin and a ricky ticky tout
How about a cheer for the tiny scout
'Cause he knows you inside out
Good side, bad side, clean side, mean side
Wrong side, right side, outside, inside
He's your friend without a doubt
He's your conscience
He knows you
Inside
Out
(ALL CHEERING)
Well! (LAUGHS) Come in!
Nickie, I'm so happy to see you.
My dear friend!
Come in. Come in. Come in.
How's my severest critic?
Oh, well, we'll see.
Oh, I see you've got them all arranged.
Come on. Let me hear the worst.
Six months' work. You haven't wasted your time, Nickie.
Thank you. Oh, you should have seen the 50
I dropped over the cliff though.
Maybe you should have dropped this one, too.
Yes, I'm inclined to agree with you about that one.
You know, Nickie, I can read
your state of mind when you painted this.
Yeah?
You were very sorry for yourself when you painted this one.
That one was painted in August. Doesn't count.
Mmm.
You were angry here. You were getting over your broken heart.
Broken heart? Oh, that stuff's not for me.
I'm glad to hear that.
Come on. Let's get down to this end. Come on.
I'm coming to that. I'm coming to that.
Yeah, here, Nickie, you became a painter.
Thank you. I'm not exactly ashamed of that one myself.
I had a great deal to say and I painted it instead.
Your being away, alone, for a long time,
has given you that grasp of...
(PHONE RINGING)
I'll get it. Remember where you were.
I want to hear more of that.
Hello? Courbet's Paint and Varnish Store.
Nickie? I read you arrived today.
Lois, how nice. How did you know I was here?
I called your hotel, and they said
you could be reached at this number.
Oh, Nickie, I've been thinking about you morning, noon and night
and in-between times, too.
I was wondering if maybe you could...
A-ha.
Well, no, no, I like the idea all right.
That's a nice offer, but I don't think I can make it this afternoon.
Well, if you can't do that... Oh, I wish you would.
Mmm-mmm.
Thanks anyway. Nicest thing that's happened today.
Oh.
But you could make the show tonight.
Well, I'll leave a ticket at the box office anyway.
Do try to make it. And, Nickie...
Whatever you do, don't plan anything for after the show, huh?
(ORCHESTRAL MUSIC PLAYING)
I love our seats.
What?
I said I love our seats.
(MUSIC STOPS)
We enjoyed it very much.
Thank you for asking us.
Oh, it was a pleasure. If you don't mind,
Mr. Ferrante will see me home.
Very well. Good night. Good night.
Now, where would you like to go?
Suppose you decide, Nickie.
After all, this is your evening.
I've been away so long I have no idea where people go nowadays.
My coat.
Hello.
(CHUCKLES)
Terry, please let me tell him.
Oh, no. No.
I'll go get him.
No, please. Please, Ken.
(SIGHS)
It's pretty rough.
The first time you're able to get out
and you have to run into him.
And all I could say was "Hello."
(LAUGHS)
Well, the show's over.
Boy got the girl. Shall we go?
I'll only be a minute.
Yes.
Good night, Lois, and thank you.
Taking you to a show tonight
wasn't a very good idea, was it?
Merry Christmas, Lois.
Merry Christmas, Nickie, and auf Wiedersehen.
Oh, I think it's terrible to have to take you home
just when everyone else is going out.
C'est la vie, et cetera.
Terry, let me ask you again.
Why won't you let me help you?
All right then, I will tell you again.
Now, if you paid for my getting well, he wouldn't like it
and if he didn't like it, I wouldn't like it.
Then if you did get me well,
and I went to him, you wouldn't like it.
But certainly he ought to know.
No, because if he found out,
he'd insist upon doing it himself
if he had the money, which I doubt.
And then if I didn't get well... Ooh! That'd be awful.
No, unless I can walk to him,
and when I say walk, I mean run, he'll never know.
Well, I'm fine. I've got my job, and I'm on a budget.
If things come out right, and then maybe if I'm a very good girl,
I'll get what I want next Christmas.
Follow?
Merry Christmas.
CHILDREN: Merry Christmas.
How are you feeling, Miss McKay?
Children, I have bad news for you.
Doctor won't let me go with you.
ALL: Oh!
Doctor, I could be back in a couple of hours.
This is the Christmas benefit.
This is their first public appearance. This is my team.
She's our coach, Doc.
Norman, Doctor.
She's our coach, Doctor.
(CHUCKLES)
If it wasn't good for her, you wouldn't want her to go, would you?
CHILDREN: No!
Well, look, why don't you try it without me, hmm?
Mmm. Come on.
The only thing that would bother you would be the start.
Miss McKay?
Yes, Tyrone?
We'll be thinking about you while we're singing,
hoping that you'll be around okay real soon.
Oh, thank you, Tyrone.
Wait a minute. Where's Sally?
Isn't she with us today?
We took her off the team. She sings too loud.
She's a show-off.
McGRATH: Sally thought it was a joke,
and she wanted so badly to go on the stage.
Oh.
You come here, darling.
Now, you go right up on the stage with the rest of them.
I'll put you back on the team,
but you must promise not to drown out the other children.
All right, Miss McKay.
Now, are we ready? CHILDREN: Yes.
All right.
ALL: (SINGING) There's a wonderful place
Called Tomorrow Land
Tomorrow Land
And it's only a dream away
Away
And the moment you get
To Tomorrow Land
Tomorrow Land
You'll forget all about
Today
You'll be walking on clouds (HUMMING)
You'll forget every care
And your troubles like bubbles
Will vanish in air
Ask me how do you get
To Tomorrow Land
Tomorrow Land
Close your eyes, make a wish
And you're there
Close your eyes
Make a wish
And you're
There
You're going to do all right without me.
All right, children. We must go now. Good-bye, Terry.
Good-bye, Father. Good-bye, darling. Run along.
Merry Christmas! Bless you. (CHILDREN CLAMORING)
Be good now.
(LAUGHING)
Oh.
Merry Christmas!
Oh! Merry Christmas, darling!
Merry Christmas!
This isn't going to be much of a Christmas for you, is it?
Oh, I'll be all right.
There we are.
Could you just hand me my... Yes, surely.
Thank you so much.
You're...
You're welcome to have turkey with my husband and me.
Oh, you save a drumstick for me for later, will you?
All right, I will. (CHUCKLES)
And if there's anything else you want, just holler.
Thank you so much. I will.
It was very sweet of you. Merry Christmas.
And a merry Christmas to you, too.
Does Miss McKay...
Nickie?
Hello, Terry.
(STAMMERING) Oh, it's good to see you.
Oh, it's good to see you, too.
You feeling all right?
(STAMMERING) Yes. Yes. I'm fine.
I'm just resting.
Good, good. Good.
Well, it's been a long time.
Yes, hasn't it?
Well, it is good to see you.
You said that.
May I...
Oh, yes, please, do. Sit down.
I'll only be a minute. I'm sure you don't mind.
No, no, of course not.
Oh, is this the breathtaking view?
Well, the altitude bothered me.
Yeah, yeah.
Well, I'll bet you're wondering how I got here.
Well, yes. Yes, yes, I am.
Well, I was looking through a telephone book for a man named McBride.
And I came across the name T. McKay.
And I said to myself,
"Now, could that possibly be Terry McKay, my old friend?"
And it was.
Yes, yes.
And then I said to myself,
"Well, now, I haven't been very nice to Miss McKay.
"After all, I had an appointment
"with her one day, and I didn't keep it."
You didn't keep...
No.
(LAUGHS)
Well, so I said to myself,
I talk to myself quite a lot these days,
I said, "Well, that's not a very nice way
"to treat an old friend like Miss McKay.
"I must apologize to Miss McKay."
Don't you agree when someone doesn't keep an appointment
they should apologize, hmm?
Yes. Oh, yes, I think you're absolutely right.
I... Well, I think the least people could do
is to say they're sorry or something.
So here I am.
That's very sweet.
I thought so.
I've often wondered about you.
(LAUGHS)
And how you were.
Did you really?
Yes, really.
Well, I've often thought about you, too.
Then you weren't angry because I wasn't there?
I mean, you must have been at first.
Well, yes.
Yes, yes, I was.
At first, I was furious.
I said, "He can't do this to me. Who does he think he is?"
Hmm. How long did you wait?
I mean, did you wait long?
Well, let's...
Well, yes. Yes, I waited until about...
Midnight.
Oh.
And then what did you do?
Well, then I got really mad. Mmm.
Well, you can imagine, standing up there on the...
Yes, in a thunderstorm.
In a thunderstorm.
Then what did you say to yourself?
Well, then I said, "Go on home and get tight."
But you didn't do that.
Didn't I?
No. Well...
Maybe just a little one
every hour for about a month.
Can you blame me?
Oh, I should say not.
The least I could have done was to have sent you a note.
Well, perhaps by the time you thought of it,
you didn't know where to reach me.
But you swore if you ever saw me again you'd ask.
No. No.
I remember we said that if we could make it, we'd be there.
And if one of us didn't show up,
it would be for a darn good reason.
Did we say that?
Yes, that is exactly what we said.
Well, like what for instance?
So, there'll be no more questions asked, I hope?
(CHUCKLES)
Would you like a cigarette?
(SIGHS) Thank you.
Thank you, Nickie.
Isn't that wonderful?
I walked all the way here just to...
And now I'm not even supposed to ask you why you weren't there.
Isn't it strange?
We used to read each other's thoughts.
It's not the same, is it?
Not quite. Hmm.
It doesn't seem... I know.
I don't know what happens to me. Whenever I...
No wedding ring, I see.
No.
Well, I thought at the...
Last night, the show?
No, no. He was just...
No.
I didn't mean to offend you.
How's everything with you, Nickie?
Oh, you can ask questions?
Mmm-hmm.
(CHUCKLES)
Well, I thought everything was fine
until I saw you last night.
Then I knew there must be something between us,
even if it's only an ocean,
so I bought myself a ticket.
Oh, you're sailing?
Tonight.
And you're happy, aren't you?
Yes, yes.
And you?
I don't know.
I'm worried about the future.
I don't know what people will think.
They'll say, "There he goes, the mad painter.
"There's something the matter with him. He doesn't like women."
Why would people say that? Why?
Because he sails the seven seas
and to every woman he meets he says,
"Where will you be in six months?"
And they're there? Everywhere.
Tops of pyramids, the domes of cathedrals, the Eiffel Tower.
He still tries to keep them up high.
He keeps them waiting.
Sure. Waiting, waiting, waiting.
And where is he all this time?
Waiting.
But you can't go on like that.
It isn't right for you.
I wish I could say you were wrong.
I was once.
How'd you like to change the subject?
Yes, yes, I'd love to. Merry Christmas.
Oh, I almost forgot.
Now, six months ago, who'd have thought
we'd be spending Christmas together
in front of a nice warm fire?
I brought you a present.
Oh, thank you. I'm sorry. I don't have one for you.
I didn't think I'd be seeing you.
That's all right. I didn't expect one.
That isn't really a Christmas present.
Oh, that's why my letters came back.
I would have sent it to you,
but I didn't know your address until today.
She wanted you to have it, remember?
So, well, that's the reason I...
Good-bye, Terry.
Good-bye, Nickie.
(CLEARS THROAT)
You know, I painted you like that with the shawl.
I wish you could have seen it.
Courbet said it was one of my best.
I didn't think I could ever part with it.
But, well, there was no reason to keep it any longer, and...
I couldn't take money for it, because, well, you know...
So, Courbet told me a young woman
came into the gallery, and she liked it.
She saw in it what I'd hoped you'd see,
so I told Courbet to give it to her
because he said she didn't have any money,
and not only that, she was...
She was...
Anyway, I told him to give it to her.
Courbet said she wanted it so badly
and so I told him to give it to her.
You know, it's the Christmas season and all that.
And you know me. Holly in my heart.
Darling, don't look at me like that.
Why didn't you tell me?
If it had to happen to one of us,
why did it have to be you?
Oh.
It was nobody's fault, but my own.
(SNIFFLING)
I was looking up.
It was the nearest thing to heaven.
You were there.
Oh, darling, don't...
Don't worry, darling.
If you can paint, I can walk.
Anything can happen. Don't you think?
Yes, darling, yes. Yes, yes, yes.
CHORUS: (SINGING) Our love affair
To remember
ENGLISH - US - PSDH