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[ORCHESTRA PLAYING "ROUND LONDON TOWN"]

♪ Dance all round Famous London town ♪

♪ Where the clang, clang Clang into day ♪

♪ Up at the isle, we'll play ♪

♪ Like a silly autumn day ♪

♪ And we dance all night ♪

♪ Oh, what a feast ♪

♪ When we break some eggs In the ground ♪

♪ When all is said and done ♪

♪ I will cheer the only one ♪

♪ Oh, London town ♪

ALL: Yay!

ALL: Yay!

ALL: Yay!

ALL: Yay!

[APPLAUSE]

[BLOWS RASPBERRY]

[CHEERING & APPLAUSE]

MAN: Good luck, girls. See you next week.

[BAND PLAYING "GOD SAVE THE KING"]

[ALL CHATTERING EXCITEDLY]

Hey, you up there.

Drop that board, will ya?

No double time. Don't go to sleep.

Hurry up. Take it over there.

Mind your heads, everybody.

GIRL: Goodbye. GIRL 2: Bye.

Hey, bye. Goodbye.

Goodbye, Myra. Take care of yourself,

and good luck. Thank you.

I'll get a job soon.

Cheerio.

Hey, get up there.

GIRL: Have you got a job yet, Joey?

JOEY: Oh, no, I'm supposed--

[GIRL HUMMING "ROUND LONDON TOWN"]

Oh, shut up.

Celie, throw us a bit of soap.

Darling, you swine, you've got my pants on.

I have not. These are new ones tonight.

Oh, Myra? Huh?

Here's a parcel for you. Oh, yes.

Dick left it.

Oh, Myra, what did you get?

[GASPS] Myra.

Look. Is it real?

[LAUGHS]

Oh, it's just what I wanted.

How did he know what you wanted?

I don't know. Maybe I mentioned it, huh?

[ALL LAUGHING]

[CROWD CHATTERING EXCITEDLY]

Hello, darling, how are you?

Oh, just fine. Sorry I kept you waiting.

You cost me a pretty penny already.

You know, I only bought this car for an hour.

That's nothing to what I will cost you.

Mind the steps.

WOMAN: This show's closing.

MAN: Hear a clip before the bar's gone.

[HORNS HONKING]

Very good, sir.

[ALL CHATTERING CURIOUSLY]

Come along now, your highness.

[CROWD CHATTERING CURIOUSLY]

[HORN HONKS]

Looks like another full house tonight.

Yeah, what a sap I was to go into The Bing Boys.

I had a chance to go in Chu Chin Chow.

If I'd have taken it, I'd still be a chorus girl.

Now look at me. Out of work two years.

Oh, come on, there's nothing around here for us.

I don't know, I think one place is as good as another.

If you're luck's in, it's in.

Here, now watch me.

Hello, Harold.

[CLEARS THROAT]

Funny, I-- I thought I knew that chap.

Yeah.

Gee.

Lovely night, huh?

Lovely night for what, air raids?

Those fellas up there give me the willies.

Oh, they're men, aren't they?

I'd rather they throw bombs on me,

than take no notice of me at all. [LAUGHS]

I expect to do that just to please you, dearie.

Come on, I'll show you my lucky window.

Here you are, now. You just watch this.

See? What did I tell you?

Doing well, aren't we?

What time is it?

About 11.

I'm going down to Waterloo Bridge.

Might have some friends coming in on leave

from Waterloo Station. [LAUGHS]

Well, I'll go down to Trafalgar Square.

Might be some friends of mine coming in from Downing Street.

So long.

Cheerio.

Cab, lady?

Not yet.

Get, boy.

MAN: Take cover! Take cover!

[SIRENS WAILING]

Look out! Hurry! Come on!

Let's get under cover!

[EXPLOSION IN DISTANCE]

Now look at that.

Rot them zeppelins.

Ee-yah!

What's the matter?

Who wants to know?

Come out from under there. There's a raid on.

What are you looking for? What am I looking for?

What do you think I'm looking for?

My potatoes, of course.

But don't you know there's an air raid on?

I don't care if there is.

Listen. Zeppelins.

Do you hear that? Zeppelins right over your head.

Zeppelins, be blowed. I want my potatoes.

Ah, what's the odd?

Hey, what the heck do you think you're doing?

Can't you see? We're looking for potatoes.

Did anybody mention there's a raid on?

Yeah. I read it in the papers. We're taking shelter.

Oxygen shelter, huh?

Yeah. The old dame dropped her potatoes,

and she wouldn't take cover until we picked them up.

Here. Let me help.

Put that light out, you fool. You want to be kissed by a bomb?

MAN: Come on, hey there. Come on, move on.

Gee, I thought that officer was gonna arrest you

for lighting that match. He didn't see. Come on.

We got 'em all now.

Where's my cabbage?

Here you are.

Let's get in the shelter.

Confound it, the impertinence, I called it.

Over here, with their tomfool airships

and midnight already.

[CROWD SCREAMING]

[EXPLOSION]

[ALL CLAMORING]

[EXPLOSION]

[SCREAMING]

Airships, indeed. At this time of night.

The government oughtn't to allow it.

If Mr. Gladstone was alive,

it would be a very different cup of tea.

Where are my potatoes? Here they are.

Oh, thank you, sir.

That's a nice little fur, dearie.

I had one like that when I was a girl.

But the moths got it.

[EXPLOSION]

Oh, drat it. There go me potatoes again.

Over here.

Dear me. Well, I'm off.

I can't hang around here wasting me time.

Oh, no, you don't. You're gonna stay here.

You can't go until the raid's over.

I'll tell you, I don't owe to the raids.

And if you wants to know between you and me,

I don't even owe to the war.

The Kaiser ain't done me no harm,

and I ain't done him no harm.

[EXPLOSION]

Oh, dear I-- No, no, that wasn't one.

What do you mean that ain't one?

What do you think I am, deaf?

This your first air raid?

Oh, golly, no. I've been in five or six.

Say, you are an American?

Say, are you a mind reader?

Yeah. Hey, listen, I'm an American too.

Just one of the boys that couldn't wait, huh?

Oh, I don't know about that.

Found myself one morning with nothing to do,

so I thought I'd come to France.

What for?

Fun.

Was it? No.

MAN: All clear!

Come along.

[WOMAN MUTTERING]

Here you are, mother. Now you can go off home.

Thank you for nothing. Good night.

Don't bother, I'll get it. Do when I do get home.

Me old man is that jealous, you wouldn't believe.

[LAUGHS]

Well, if they have anymore of this nonsense,

I'll write to The Times about this.

Toodle-oo and God bless you.

Good night. Bye.

Well, that's that. Thanks.

Where were you going when it started?

Where do you think, Buckingham Palace?

Can I give you a lift?

Your Rolls is around the corner, huh?

No, we'll get a taxi. What address?

14 Lyle Street.

Taxi!

Well...

bye.

Don't you wanna come up for a minute?

Why, sure, that'd be swell.

I haven't got a thing to drink.

Oh. Ha, ha. That doesn't matter.

Here.

Oh, thank you, sir.

[SOLDIER WHISTLING]

Here we are.

Well, how do you like the mansion?

Why, I-- I expect it's very comfortable.

Yeah. Want a cigarette?

Thanks.

Here. Oh.

Oh.

Thank you.

Uh...

[NERVOUS CHUCKLE]

It's a swell night, isn't it? Mm-hm.

[SIRENS WAILING]

Oh, there goes that "take cover" signal again.

Another raid? Yeah.

Hurry. Yeah.

Yeah, I guess they've come back. Oh. Hm.

You have fun here too. Yeah.

[PEOPLE SHOUTING IN DISTANCE]

Sit down.

Thanks.

Have an American cigarette.

I'll say I will. [CHUCKLES]

Ah. Here.

Mm. Got it?

Thanks.

Uh...

Have you had your dinner? Uh-uh.

Why don't you come out and eat somewhere with me?

Every place is closed while the raid's on.

That's too bad.

But you can eat here.

I haven't got a thing in the place.

But there's a fish and chips shop right downstairs.

Great. I'll go down and get some. Swell.

Oh. So you're back, are you?

Yeah. Huh.

Pleased to see me, ain't you?

What do you want?

You know perfectly well what I want.

I want my three weeks rent.

Haven't got the dough.

So, what do you expect me to do, subsidize you?

You're making a mistake, my girl.

You'll pay that rent, or I'll find another tenant.

Think that'll be easy?

Well, it's been good enough for better folks than you.

How much do I owe you?

Four pounds, 3 and thruppence.

There's the bill.

Oh, I got the three and thruppence.

I don't want any of your lip.

Listen, you'll get your money.

I'll get it for you somewhere. Yeah.

But when?

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

[SOLDIER WHISTLING]

Hey. You know-- Uh, oh.

This is my landlady, Mrs. Hobley.

Please to meet you, I'm sure. How do you do?

Been on leave long?

No, I just got into Waterloo tonight.

Our first leave for eight months.

Isn't that lovely? Town's your own and lots of money.

Well, no. Say,

wasn't that somebody calling you downstairs, Mrs. Hobley?

Good night. Good night.

Shut the windows if you find it too drafty.

And I hope you'll have a very happy leave.

Thank you.

Good night, dearie.

Well, she's a pleasant old girl.

Yeah, isn't she?

I think I've gotten plenty of those.

Hey, what's your name?

Roy Cronin.

Oh, shoot. There's no more gas.

Got a shilling, soldier?

Sure.

[COIN DROPS]

Say, what is that? A slot machine?

Sure, it turns on the gas.

I thought maybe you were getting a package of gum.

[BOTH LAUGH]

Remind me I owe you a shilling.

Yeah, wouldn't it be terrible if I forgot?

[CHUCKLES]

What's your name?

Myra.

Myra, what?

Myra Deauville.

Deauville. Your family French?

Oh, no. That's just a stage name.

Oh. What's your real name?

Let's eat, I'm starved.

We don't have to wait for the kettle. All right.

[CHUCKLES]

Where do you come from?

Locks Falls, do you know it?

I'll say, I do. Yeah?

Sure. Do you live with your people?

I did until the war broke out.

You see, my stepfather is English, so he joined up.

Of course, my mother came here with him.

Is he nice?

Yeah, he's grand.

He's at least 10 years too old to be in uniform,

but he's in it all the same.

Tommy? Mm-hm.

Major, RAMC. You see, he was a doctor.

Thanks. Oh, uh...

Couldn't you have gotten a commission?

I suppose so. Didn't your mother want you to?

Yeah, but it was too late.

You see, I was in summer camp in Canada.

Coming home, we stopped off in Toronto.

Gosh, things were just getting going.

Flags, bands, all that bunk.

When I woke up, I was a soldier.

You know, just boyish enthusiasm.

Did it last?

What?

The boyish enthusiasm. No.

You don't stay boyish very long in this war.

I can see that.

Gosh, I haven't seen 'em in three years.

I bet you're kind of anxious to, huh?

Yeah, kind of. I'm taking the first train out.

Where do they live?

They got a place down in Buckinghamshire.

Tell me about you. Me?

Mm. There's the kettle.

Ouch!

Here, let me do that.

Ow!

[LAUGHS]

Clever, aren't you? [CHUCKLES]

Here. Thanks.

Where do you come from?

New York.

Been here long?

Four years. Four years.

What made you come?

Work.

What kind of work do you do?

I'm a chorus girl.

A chorus girl?

Oh, gee.

You came over with a show, huh? Yeah, The Pink Lady.

When it ended, I went to Bing Boys.

That must be interesting work.

Yeah, when you can get it. Been out long?

I certainly have. What a rotten break.

And that accounts for--

Yeah, that accounts for this rotten place. Oh.

I admit, the refrigerator is a bit old-fashioned.

Please, I didn't mean to be critical.

Oh, I know the place isn't the Ritz, but--

You don't want to be bothered with a hard-luck tale

your first night back from France. Tell me.

Well, jobs are hard to find and rents are high, that's all.

Behind with it?

Gee. Let's talk about something cheerful.

How much is it?

Well, if you must know, it's just under five pounds.

But I'll get a job soon.

You see, it isn't only rent.

Price of everything has gone up, so...

Only this afternoon I was walking in Leicester Square,

and you know that store, Stag and Medals?

Well, anyway there's the cutest little pink dress in the window.

Perfectly plain and simple.

What do you think they want for it? What?

Three guineas.

Myra, I don't want you to take offense in anything I say,

but, well, heck, you see, I got more money

than I want as a soldier, and, well,

couldn't I square things up for you?

You know, with the rent,

and maybe get you that pink dress.

Gee, that's sweet of you.

Oh, I wouldn't think of it.

Oh, I don't see why not. Who's to know?

Oh, it's the principle of the thing.

Ah. What's the difference?

Some of us are lucky, and some of us aren't.

Just at this very minute you aren't.

Please, go on, take it.

Oh, it'd make me so happy.

Just do it as a favor to me.

As a favor to you? Uh-huh.

I don't know what to say-- Ah.

But mind you, I hate taking it.

Thanks.

Here. What?

There's your fiver. You better go now.

What? Myra.

You better go. I don't want your money.

But--

Oh, I'm awfully sorry.

Gee, I didn't know you'd take it like that.

Well, I told you I don't mean to insult you and I'm sorry.

I--

Well, guess that's about all I can say.

It's a grand feeling, isn't it?

The prince and the beggar maid.

Felt very noble, didn't you?

Offering me something for nothing.

That make you feel swell, huh?

Huh? Why don't you answer me?

Well, when do we begin the next stage?

Aren't you going to show me how to lead a better life?

Roy.

Roy?

What do you want?

Come back a minute, will you?

You don't have to care

what a cheap chorus girl says to you.

Oh, I suppose it was my fault, really.

Thought you'd understand.

I--

I guess it kind of hurt you, didn't it?

Yeah.

You want another cigarette?

Let's smoke these. Huh?

All right.

Do you like music?

Why, yeah, I do.

From The Bing Boys. Oh.

["ROUND LONDON TOWN" PLAYING]

[CHUCKLES]

You're going to see your mother tomorrow?

Mm-hm. Oh, I'm glad. It's good for a soldier

to get out of this town as quick as he can.

What's the matter with it?

It isn't healthy, that's all.

There's only two things for a soldier to do

when he's a stranger like you.

That's get drunk and...

get mixed up with the wrong kind of women.

That's a bunk. I know the troops

go wild sometimes when they get in the city,

but that's 'cause they've got no friends.

But you see, I'm lucky.

Are you? Why?

Well, I met up with you.

Oh, that's lucky, isn't it? Mm-hm.

A few seconds ago, I bawled you out.

I'd forgotten about that. I would've had more sense.

I should have known a decent girl when I saw one.

You've never been around with girls much, have you?

Not much. Why?

When do you go back to the trenches?

Got 14 days.

Say...

Say, have you got a man,

or somebody out at the front that you're interested in?

You mean somebody I knit socks for?

Well, that kind of thing, yeah.

No.

I was thinking.

I was thinking it'd be swell,

if you could work up a little interest in me.

Guess I could.

Even to the sock-knitting stage? [LAUGHS]

Well, I never tried knitting.

You know, I might at that.

[LAUGHS]

[LAUGHS]

Gee, Myra, I like you a lot.

Do you? Uh-huh.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Who's there?

It's me, dear. Mrs. Hobley.

MYRA: Well?

I thought that you'd like to know

they're sounding the all-clear in the street.

Oh. Thanks.

I think I'll be going to bed now, dear.

All right.

Did you want to see me about anything, dearie?

Not now. I'll see you in the morning.

Oh. All right.

Good night.

Good night.

Sleep well.

[SNIFFS]

She is a nice soul, that Mrs. Hobley.

Yeah.

She's cute, isn't she?

Oh.

[HORNS HONKING]

Well, looks like the raid's over, soldier.

That mean you want me to buzz off?

It's getting kind of late. All right. I'll go.

But say listen, Myra, I had an idea.

How'd it be if you were to came down into the country

with me tomorrow. Hm? What do you mean?

Well, change'd do you good.

You mean, come down to your family? Mm-hm.

I know you'd like 'em.

Come on, we'd have fun.

How old are you, Roy?

Nineteen, why?

That's not very old, is it? Why?

Don't see what that's got to do it.

What do you say? Will you come? No.

Oh, Myra, why not?

'Cause I gotta look for a job tomorrow.

Oh, gee. Isn't that tough.

I tell you what.

I'll come and see you before I go in the morning.

Uh-uh.

I won't be up.

Well, I'll wait till you get up.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Good night...Myra.

Good night, Roy.

Here! Hm?

Oh.

[DESCENDING STAIRS]

[HORNS HONKING IN DISTANCE]

[TRAFFIC HUMMING IN DISTANCE]

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

Oh, I'm sorry.

GIRL: Give me a penny, mister.

Oh, give me a penny, mister.

Thank you.

Oh, good morning, Mrs. Hobley.

Good morning. What can I do for you?

Miss Deauville in?

Now then, you, hop it.

[CHILDREN GROAN]

Oh. You're the young fellow

who's with her last night, aren't you? Mm-hm.

No, I'm afraid she isn't back yet.

You mean, she's off shopping or something?

Shopping's right.

Perhaps I can go up and wait.

It's nothing to do with me. You'll find the door open.

Thanks.

Oh. Hello.

[LAUGHS]

I didn't mean to intrude. Is, uh... Is Myra at home?

Well, no, but she'll be here any minute.

Well, I won't disturb you then.

You're not disturbing me. I just came in myself.

Oh, you, uh... You just came in?

Yes, I, um...

Was Myra expecting you?

Yes, I told her I'd pop along.

You see, I live in the next house.

But I'll be toddling back now.

That roof doesn't look like a very good place

to do much toddling.

[BOTH LAUGH]

Oh, we come and go on it all the time. Yeah?

You ought to wait for Myra. Why don't you come in?

You mind? Not at all.

Well, look the other way, then.

Oh. Sure.

It's all right. You can look now.

Oh, what lovely flowers.

Where on Earth did it come from?

Oh, I brought those.

You did?

Well, aren't they ducky?

Oh. I suppose you're an old friend of Myra?

Oh, yeah. We're friends.

Just a wartime acquaintance?

Mm-hm. That's it.

You a friend of Myra's too?

Oh, my. Yes, why, we're the best.

She and I used to work together.

You were in The Pink Lady too.

Uh, no, no. But we've been intimate for ever so long.

She never mentioned you.

She has so few friends.

To tell you the truth, we only just met.

This morning? No, last night.

Oh.

You know, I hate to think of her going through all this:

air raids, bum food and...

I know. And she's such a little thing.

She doesn't seem to want to talk about her affairs.

How's she get along?

It's a constant struggle. And she's so lonely.

Do you know that she hasn't got a single soul

that she can count on for help?

And she does need it.

You can tell that.

Course, I'm devoted to her.

But then, I'm poverty-stricken myself.

You see my-- My dear husband is no more.

Oh. I'm sorry.

He was a soldier.

Young, handsome, full of hope,

just like yourself.

He got hit in the crater at Ypres.

Poor fella.

But how about Mrs. Hobley?

She seems friendly.

Yes, she seems friendly, all right.

But Mrs. Hobley is a proper whited sepulcher,

I'll give you my word. Hm.

What's she gonna do now?

Myra?

She doesn't seem to be very crazy

about going back on the stage.

I should hope not.

The theater's no place for a nice girl like her.

Mm, guess it isn't a very pleasant atmosphere.

Unless, uh...

Unless what?

Well, you know, it's always been my hope...

you might almost call it my dream...

that someday, some nice young man

would come along and, uh, appreciate Myra.

Oh.

You know, marry her.

Give her an home.

Protect her.

Guess there hasn't been much chance of that here.

You've got it.

And that's just the danger

that she is face to face with at this very moment.

How do you mean danger?

Bad influences.

You've no idea what-- What London is like in wartime.

Why, the immorality here is ghastly.

I guess Myra can take care of herself on that.

Then how can she when she's neglected and helpless?

And stony-broke.

And face to face with starvation.

Is she broke?

[CHUCKLES]

Her condition is senseless.

Hello, duck.

Hello.

I didn't know anybody was here.

Well, I just popped over and found Mr.--

Heh-heh, your friend here,

We've been having quite a jolly little chat.

Yes, very. Well, I'll--

I'll leave you two now and be toddling.

Pleased to have met you. Goodbye.

Cheerio, Canada. Goodbye.

She been talking long? Hm, only a few minutes.

Gee, I was afraid I'd miss ya if if you'd been any later.

My train leaves at a quarter to.

I-- I brought you some flowers, Myra.

Oh, they're lovely. [CHUCKLES]

But you shouldn't have.

Bet they cleaned you out for those.

Ah. As a matter of fact, I've got something else here.

I went into that shop, Stag and Metals.

You--? You got that pink dress?

Yeah, shall I open it?

No, I don't want it.

I don't want you to give me anything.

Myra, you don't have to pretend with me.

I know you're hard up.

Gee, that-- That girl was just telling you.

She doesn't know anything about it.

She doesn't know about my-- My private income.

You've got a private income? Certainly I have.

Where does it come from?

From my folks back home.

They're rich, are they? Sure.

How much do they send you?

A couple of postage stamps now and then

so as you can write home. Don't you insult my family.

I guess they can take care of their daughter wherever she is.

I don't mean to be nasty, Myra, but look, if it's real money,

why do you have to live in a place like this?

Well, what they send me isn't a million dollars a year.

I guess I know how much it is, Myra, it isn't a darn cent.

You've just been lying to me,

just to keep me from helping you.

And what business is it of yours?

Who gave you the right to question me

about my private affairs? I gave myself the right.

And how'd you manage to do that?

By loving you, that's how.

Roy...silly...

you can't do that.

Oh, can't I--

No, I say you can't. It isn't possible.

Myra, why isn't it possible?

Why can't I love you? Oh, because it's wrong.

It's all wrong. Wrong? Why wrong?

Oh, it just doesn't fit in, you loving me.

Oh, my dear, I wouldn't care if you were in a thousand shows

or the circus. I love you.

Yeah.

Wait till you get back to your people.

Then see how much you think about me.

Maybe you think about your family.

What do you mean?

Is it just because I'm a common private?

Yes, Roy.

That's one of the things I'm thinking about.

Why, I'd be ashamed even to introduce you to my people,

if they were living,

which which they aren't, thank God.

And do you wanna know why I'd be ashamed?

Because my mother and father were a couple of drunken sots!

And they live in East St. Louis, an exclusive suburb.

That's where I came from.

I ran away in one of the stage because I was scared

to stay in my own home!

I was scared that one or other of them would kill me

when there were liquored!

That's how much aristocracy I am!

Oh...

And you talk about me being lonely.

Me, with everything I've got.

That's it, Roy.

You got enough in your own life.

Yes, but what have you got, Myra?

What have you? This--? This--?

Oh, I could take care of myself.

Myra...

You told me there was nobody else.

There isn't. Did there used to be?

Oh, I never loved anybody. Then I'm not gonna stand here

and argue anymore about it. I--

Don't hold your head like that.

Look at me.

[SOBBING] Oh, Roy.

Shh.

Stop.

Don't say anything more, sweetheart.

I know how it is.

You just don't want me to get in this

'cause I might regret it someday or something.

Well, that's all right.

I'm not gonna regret this ever, ever.

I guess I know who it is I love.

Roy.

You'll miss your train. Yeah, I--

I guess I better had be going.

But...yeah.

But listen, darling, I'm coming back for you.

What do you mean? I'm coming back to see you.

I'll be back just as soon as I can get away.

I--

Ugh.

Hello, ducky. Come on in.

What have you been saying to him?

I've been telling him nothing

that wasn't good for him to hear.

I've been singing your bloomin' praises, all right.

I was hoping he'd come and go away.

Not him.

He waited to hear all the information

I had to give him about you.

Yeah, and what was that?

That you was a poor, lonely little girl.

Off, tart and angry for love.

The only thing on God's earth, I take,

that can save her is an husband.

A husband?

Yes, and he's willing to step up

and do his duty by king and country.

And what's more, I'm prepared to be a bridesmaid

and help ya blush.

Di--? Di-d--? Did he say that he'd marry me?

What? Well, not quite, but he was coming to it though

when you busted in and interrupted him.

He's yours I tell you. What if I don't want him?

Well, what if you don't? What's the odds?

All you have to do is to go through with the ceremony,

collect his separation allowance, and live in luxury.

Then there's your insurance if he gets knocked off in action.

I don't want his insurance.

And I'm not gonna steal his pay either.

Who says it's stealing?

Marriage is legal, ain't it?

Why, it's holy.

Look at Agnes Ellen.

She's got four husbands in the army.

Two Australians, one Yorkshireman,

and her own husband.

She's collecting separation allowances from all of them.

And what's more, she's making them all happy.

Of course, with Agnes there is the risk

that two or three of her husbands

might get leave at the same time.

But that shouldn't bother you with only one on your hands.

Look here, now, I put you in a way of a good thing.

It's a stinking thing, Kitty.

What's stinking about it, I'd like to know?

He loves you don't he? Of course he does.

Look at the flowers he's brought you.

He don't even know me.

And he never will, if I have to jump in the river

to keep him from finding out.

You've bloody well gone queer in your head, haven't ya?

Maybe.

Now, what do you think of this port, Roy?

Pretty good, eh, Roy?

Seems fine to me. Eh?

Seems fine to me. Ah.

But I don't know very much about wines.

Oh-ho, that's a pity.

They tell me, some of the people in your country

are trying to do away with wine altogether, heh.

Curious idea.

Yeah, ha-ha. Yeah.

Oh, that's all nonsense, darling.

It's just a lot of talk.

Nothing will come of it.

You mustn't believe all you see in the papers.

We're not as bad as all that.

Of course, I don't know America very well.

I was only in the place two or three weeks, but they--

They seemed to me a sane, responsible sort of people.

I-- No, I don't want any of that.

Here, Hives.

Ahem. Get-- Pass the port, Jenny.

And have some--? Have some more, Roy?

No more for me. Thanks. Eh?

No, thank you. Ah.

MARY: Does it feel good to be home, darling?

Oh, swell.

By the way,

when you were in the Cambridge sector,

did you happen to come across an old friend of mine?

Who was that, sir?

Old Plumsteed. Charlie Plumsteed.

Was he a private?

Oh, no, he was brigadier.

Heh-heh, no, sir. No, I don't run across many of those.

No, I don't suppose you do, but you-- You may have met his son.

Did you ever meet old Plumsteed's son?

You know, young Plumsteed.

He's a second lieutenant, isn't he?

Y-y-yes, I think he is.

Sure, I remember coming across him at the base on the way home.

JANET: Roy, don't be cynical. [CHUCKLING]

He's not cynical.

Somebody has to be at the base, ha.

You're very silent, Mary.

That's because I have nothing to say.

I'm just enjoying myself.

Trying to realize Roy is back home.

Yes, nice having him, isn't it?

You must come again soon, I-- Oh, no, I forgot, that's silly.

You can't come u-u-un-- Until they let you, eh?

[BOTH CHUCKLING]

Listen, now you can hear what I want to tell you.

It's-- It's about a girl.

About a what?

Well, about a girl.

I don't know what he's talking about. What?

MARY: A girl darling, you know, a girl, a girl.

Y-y-yes, I know, a girl it is. Well, what about it. What?

Tell me about her, Roy.

Well, there isn't much to tell, mother.

It all sounds rather silly.

You see, I've only known her for a few hours.

I met her on my way through.

Come on, Jenny, don't go to sleep with that port, pass it.

It's under you nose, darling. What?

MARY: You're nose.

I-- Oh, yeah, ha-ha. Hm.

See, things do happen pretty quickly now.

I mean, they have to.

You know, with the war on,

you ever quite know where you're gonna be next, and--

Well, the fact is I do like her.

Terribly.

What's her name?

Myra. Myra what?

Myra Deauville. That's not her real name, of course.

She's on the stage.

Oh. Who introduced you to her?

Heh, nobody.

We met by accident during an air raid.

She a well-known actress?

Well, no, but she's awfully pretty.

As a matter of fact, she's only in the chorus.

Oh.

She's had it pretty tough lately, you know,

couldn't get a job in one thing or another.

Oh, what a shame. But what I wanted to know--

I mean, what I wanted to ask is--

What did you want to ask, Roy?

I wondered if you'd hate it very much

if we could have her down here for a while.

Would you like that, dear? Oh, I think that would be grand.

I wouldn't suggest it if I didn't think you'd like her.

I know she's only a chorus girl,

but, oh, she's different. Oh, I'm sure I shall like her.

That means I can ask her?

As far as I'm concerned, it does.

Do you mind, Fred?

Do I mind what?

Do you mind if we ask this girl down here for a day or two?

I haven't heard a word you've been talking about.

Oh, Fred.

You mumble. So, well, what is it?

I'll tell him, mother.

Listen, Roy met--

Oh, don't shout. I can hear perfectly well.

He met a girl last night Where?

in an air raid.

An air raid? A funny place. What?

And he fell for her, hook, line and sinker.

Well, then-- What?

Now, what he wants to know is--

I haven't had the least idea what she's talking about.

"Two plain, two pearl. Two plain, two pearl,

Two plain, two pearl..." Yeah.

Mm.

Mm.

Agh.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

ROY: Good morning. Hello.

I see you're back soon.

I caught an early train.

Listen, would you go out for a ride

in the country with me somewhere?

It's such a lovely day. What do you say?

I'm afraid I can't make it. Ah.

We'll go anywhere you like.

Well, that sounds good. Then it's settled.

Where would you like to go?

Well, what--? What--? What about Hampton Court?

No, let's go further off than that.

All right.

Go anywhere you like. Come on then.

[CHUCKLES]

Where's your hat?

Wait a minute.

Good.

I'll wait for you outside.

All right.

Oh, look, Buckingham Palace.

Looks like King George is giving a tea party.

[LAUGHS]

[HORN HONKS]

[ROOSTER CROWING]

[COW LOWS]

Whoa.

How would you like to get out and walk for a little?

Sure, let's.

Say, listen, we're gonna walk a while.

Very good.

Will you wait here for us, please?

Very good.

[CHUCKLES] Oh, boy.

Like it? Uh-huh.

Are you sure it's all right for us to be here?

Why, of course. Why? Well, it looks kind of private.

Oh, I expect it's all right.

You know, it looks almost like a garden.

Huh.

Oh, but, Roy, surely this is a garden.

Well, what's the difference if it is?

Nobody will kick us out in wartime.

I don't suppose.

Shall we sit down?

Here? Yeah.

All right.

Um, Myra...

There's something I want to talk to you about.

Yeah, what?

Well, you see, things aren't quite the same in wartime.

I mean, you do things in a--

You know, well, a-- A less leisurely fashion.

You know what I mean?

No.

Oh.

Well, what I mean is people make up their minds more quickly.

And I've made up my mind about something.

Yeah, what?

I've made up my mind that it'd be grand...

if you'd marry me.

Well, Myra?

You-- You just don't know what you're talking about.

That's not an answer.

Please...don't look away from me.

Give me an answer.

No, I-I-I won't marry you, Roy.

Thank you.

I see.

Myra, you're crying.

Not really.

Are you unhappy?

A little. Oh, darling, you needn't be.

I could look after you.

I could make you happy. I know I could.

Could you, Roy? Sure.

Won't you change your mind?

JANET: Hello.

Roy. Hello.

Who's that? Well, that's my sister.

And who's that with her? It's my mother and stepfather.

Oh, Roy, how could you do that? I'm going.

Oh, no, Myra, please. No, Roy, please let me go.

Please. No, no.

Please, you gotta stay.

Hello, darling. Hello, mother.

Good morning, Roy. Good morning, sir.

This is Myra that I told to you about.

How do you do?

ROY: My sister, Janet.

How do you do?

ROY: My stepfather, Major Wetherby.

What? Major Wetherby!

Oh, ahem, how do you do?

How do you do?

I'm so glad you let Roy bring you down.

Well, let's come along now. Where's your luggage?

Oh, I haven't any luggage.

I can't stay. Huh?

Uh, she says she can't stay.

Oh, nonsense.

Oh, that's too bad.

Roy said he was going to bring you down for several days.

Oh, he shouldn't have. I never told him that.

Oh, mother, it's all my fault.

You see, she doesn't know where she was coming.

I couldn't persuade her, so I had to trick her.

Oh, what a shame. Roy, that's very naughty of you.

But now that you're here, you must stay with us.

I've got everything you want.

We're about the same size.

That's right.

Come on, let's go.

Uh, did you--? Did you have a pleasant ride coming down?

This place is no distance from town by car.

Of course, it was a very different thing

in the old horse days.

Well, them cars and carriages are very different things, eh?

[BOTH CHUCKLE]

Very different.

Old Plumsteed often used to say the same thing.

Totally different things, that's what I always say.

Taught me how a few good people understand that.

I had an argument with old Plumsteed once

on the very subject.

He took the point of view

that carriages were more comfortable,

and that cars were bigger. What?

Good piece it was too. I-- I-- I remember it well,

I saw it twice, I think. What--? What was it called?

The Bing Boys The what?

The Bing Boys! Yes, something like that.

I mean... Heh.

The fella-- The fellow was in it.

Wha--? Wha--? What--? What was his name, eh?

George Roby? George what?

George Roby! Yes, I forget his name.

But he was a-- Heh-heh. He was a funny chap.

I remember-- Comic eyebrows, eh? Yeah.

Do you remember his eyebrows?

[LAUGHING] Yeah.

Yeah.

I was always very interested in the stage.

[COUGHS]

That fella, Irving,

what was the piece he used to play?

I... Oh. Oh, no, you wouldn't remember.

It was before your time. He played two parts.

He used to change his clothes a whole lot of times.

[CHUCKLES]

By George, that was acting, that was.

[BOTH CHUCKLE]

Talking about acting Thanks.

reminds me I had a niece

who wanted to go on the stage.

[CHUCKLES]

I don't think anything came of it.

I think she-- She got married or something or other. Well...

Well, you can't do everything,

as old Plumsteed used to say.

I suppose-- Heh.

I suppose this business of acting of yours

isn't as easy as it looks, eh?

Some people can, and some people can't, eh? What?

[CHUCKLES]

Well, there's no need for me to tell you that.

Well... Fortune.

Thanks.

[RACKETS THWACKING BALL]

Well done, Fred. I didn't know you were so active.

Yeah, I and you need a baseball field,

not a tennis court. [CHUCKLES]

JANET: I'll take you on afterwards, and we'll see how good you are.

MAJOR: Come on, come on, come on. I'm waiting the serve.

Sorry.

Janet used to be quite good,

but the poor child's out of practice.

Oh, yes.

Fourty-30. Good service, Jan.

We're you ready, sir?

No, I wasn't.

I'll have two more then.

Agh. Oh.

Bad luck. Very well tried.

MAJOR: That's the game end, isn't it?

I'm afraid it is. That girl is too good for me.

You take her on, Roy. All right.

Have a nice cold drink.

What? MARY: Lemonade.

Lemonade? No, that stuff's no good to me.

I'm gonna get a whiskey and soda.

You played very well, darling.

You deserve to win.

Well, I don't know so much.

I had the sun in my eyes most of the time.

You play this silly game, my dear?

No, I'm afraid not.

Heh, well, you can't do everything, can you?

Some people do, and some people don't,

as old Plumsteed used to say.

I'm just going up to have a cold bath.

Roy was talking to me about you last night, Myra.

Was he?

He's very much in love with you, you know.

Yeah, I suppose so.

He told me he wanted to marry you.

Did you know that?

Yeah, I know.

Would you like me to tell you, quite honestly,

what I said to him?

Oh, I don't mind.

I asked him not to.

I thought I'd like to tell you that quite simply.

It seemed nicer for you.

What did he say?

He wouldn't listen to me.

Did you say anything about me being a chorus girl?

Well, I told him that you both led different kinds of lives.

And that you might find you hadn't much in common.

Why are you telling me all this?

Are you trying to ask me to give him up?

I just wanted you to know what I felt about it.

After all, we know it's in both our minds.

It seems silly not to talk about it, doesn't it?

I suppose so.

I want you to think about it very carefully, Myra.

I will.

Has what I said made you unhappy?

No. [BELL RINGING]

Oh, there's tea. Shall we go in?

[BELLS CHIMING]

[KNOCKING]

Come in.

Oh, hello, Myra.

Aren't you into bed yet?

No.

It's rather a warm night, isn't it?

Do you want to talk to me about something?

Yes.

Come and sit down.

No, I'm all right here.

I just wanted you to know...

I could marry him if I wanted to.

I know, my dear.

Look...

I just wanted you to know that.

Yes, I know, Myra.

You see, I happen to know you're rather a fine girl.

Fine?

I'm not.

About things like that, my dear, I never make mistakes.

I-I wanna tell you something.

Something I couldn't tell Roy.

What is it, Myra?

I'm not a chorus girl at all.

I make my living--

I--

I picked Roy up on Waterloo Bridge.

Does Roy know that?

No.

And you came and told me.

You see, I told you you were a fine girl.

[SOBBING] But I could've married him if I wanted to.

I know, my dear.

Why don't you ask me not to?

I don't need to.

Do you love him?

Good morning, miss.

Oh, good morning.

Do you take sugar and milk in your tea, miss?

Uh, yeah, one lump please.

Did you rest well, miss?

Mm-hm, yes, thanks.

Shall I turn on your bath, miss?

Mm-hm, thanks.

A cold bath, miss?

Oh, no. Hot.

Oh.

Very well, miss.

[BELLS CHIMING]

The German casualties seem pretty heavy.

What is it?

The German casualties seemed pretty heavy!

Oh. Are you deaf?

Must have been a tough year for them.

Grant they must have lost thousands.

What?

They must've lost thousands. Yes, poor devils.

Decent fellows too, some of them.

I used to know one.

He was at Cambridge with old Plumsteed and me.

A fellow called Heinrich or some such name.

Quite a good fellow. He used to play a good game of rugger.

Hi-- His-- His face was all cut up.

He used to fight duels in Heidelberg

or some such dreadful place.

Very unbecoming. [ROY CHUCKLES]

MAJOR: More coffee, Mary.

The family is in the breakfast room, miss.

Oh, thanks.

Myra.

Good morning, Myra. JANET: Good morning, Myra.

Come and sit down, Myra.

Thank you. Here.

Will you have tea or coffee, Myra?

Uh, coffee, please.

Well, did you--? You sleep well?

Uh, all right. Thank you. Eh?

All right, thank you! Ah.

Myra, fish or bacon and eggs?

Uh, bacon and eggs, please. Coming up.

I was saying the German casualties

seem to have been very heavy.

I was telling them I used to be at Cambridge with one of them.

A fellow called Heinrich something or other.

Quite a decent fellow.

Lord knows he is. He used to play a good game of rugger.

Here are your bacon and eggs. Thanks.

JANET: Hope your all feeling energetic, Myra.

In a what?

I hope she's feeling energetic.

Yes, yes.

We're leaving immediately after breakfast.

Oh, I'm afraid I can't go.

Myra. No, I've got to be in London.

Oh, but you must come to Camden with us.

Why, it's perfectly lovely.

And you said you'd never seen it.

Oh, I'm sorry, but I'm afraid I can't do it.

Oh, listen, this was all arranged yesterday.

Here's your coffee, darling.

You must come with us, Myra.

Why, of course, she must.

You don't suppose I'm going to Camden without her?

Boating all day with my own family?

Heh, not likely.

Come along, Myra, you don't need a rest.

Hurry up, children, and get ready for the ride.

Don't be long, darling.

All right, I won't be 10 minutes.

Oh, Augusta,

tell Simpkins to bring around the car in front at once.

Very good, madam.

We're going to have a lovely day, Myra.

Oh, Mrs. Wetherby....

You didn't tell them what I told you last night?

Of course not.

We're not fighting each other.

Run along now and get ready.

What time is the London train?

Noon hour.

Thank you.

First-class single to London, please.

18.93.

MAN: London train. London train.

[WHISTLE BLOWING]

[WHISTLING "THE WEDDING MARCH"]

[CLEARS THROAT]

Hello. Hi.

Excuse me, I seem to have forgotten your name.

I know we've met somewhere.

Yeah, that's right.

Your face is familiar too.

Well, what are you doing this evening?

Oh, just looking for a good time

and wondering where the rent's coming from.

Well, maybe I can be of some use to you

in both of those little points.

Guess I know a gentleman when I see one.

And now, when anybody's in trouble,

I like to help them out.

Would a quid cover the rent?

Two pounds then it is.

Rent's gone pretty high these days.

Oh, well, I dare say we can manage it.

Let's call a cab.

Hi, cabbie.

Oh, buzz off, will you?

Why? What's the matter.

Didn't hear me? I don't want you.

Did you get that? I don't want you.

Now go on in Get out.

Cabbie.

[CLEARS THROAT]

There we go.

Take it to the hotel.

Oh, I didn't mean it, mister.

I didn't mean it!

I didn't mean it, mister!

Come on, ducky.

Oh, so you're back.

That Canadian was here this morning asking for you.

Well, if he's back again, tell him I'm out.

Don't let him up.

Yeah, that's all very well, but what about my rent?

Oh, my.

Here. There's the rent for a week.

That's all I can manage.

Oh, well, I suppose that's something.

Where'd you come from?

I've been waiting for you in that girl's room.

You can't stay here.

Myra, I gotta see you now. All leaves have been cancelled.

I got to catch the 1027 tonight from Waterloo.

Well, why don't you say something?

What is there for me to say?

Well, tell me why you ran away like that.

What was the matter, did I do anything?

No. Was anybody unkind to you?

No.

Well, why'd you do it? Why?

Were you running away from me?

Yes, Roy.

What's the matter, Myra? Don't you like me?

Yes. Will you please go now?

I don't understand.

I love you more than anything in the world.

There can't ever be anybody else.

I can't ever get you out of my mind.

I-- I love you, Myra.

Leave me alone. Get away.

Go out of here. Leave me alone!

I never wanna see you again. I hate ya.

I hate your mother and your family and all of ya.

I hate ya!

I was happy here until you came.

Do you hear me? I was happy here, I was.

Oh, why can't you leave me alone?!

What do you think you've got to give me?

Nothing!

Nothing!

Oh, look at you.

[LAUGHS]

All you can see is of your love as I'm loving now.

Your love.

Your love.

Your love! Your love!

Your love! Your love!

[LAUGHING HYSTERICALLY]

[CRYING]

Honey, what is it?

Tell me.

Oh, your-- Your nerves are all shot.

Yeah.

Yeah, that's it.

It's my nerves.

Here, you'll be all right, sweetie.

There, now, you're gonna be all right.

Oh, you poor kid.

There, now see? See?

You're all right now. Yeah.

I'm all right now. Sure.

Darling, you love me, don't you?

Oh, yes.

Then listen.

I want you to do something for me.

Now, if you say no, it's just gonna break my heart.

All right, I'll do it.

You know what it is? No, but I'll do it.

Well, I want you to marry me.

Now, today, before I have to catch that train.

Darling, you said you'd it.

All right, I'll do it.

[SIGHS]

Here you go. You better get dressed.

Here.

Will you wait outside for me?

Sure.

[CAR DRIVES AWAY]

Oh. Oh, it's you.

Oh, allow me Mrs. Hobley.

Well. [CHUCKLES]

Nice day.

You seem to think so.

Hey, Myra.

Myra.

[KNOCKS]

Myra.

Where is she? Where is she?

Where is she? Look at that window.

You know as well as I do where she is.

She's offed it.

That's where is she.

She had to get away without facing me, so she's bolted.

Why without facing you?

You know well enough, you hypocrite.

It's a conspiracy to fraud me.

Did she owe you money?

Did she owe me money?

Don't you think you can pull one over my eyes young man

because I don't have it.

I'll have the police on you, both of you.

I won't be cheated and robbed by you

and that common little soldier's girl.

What did you call her? I called her what she is.

And what you know so well she is.

Aren't you kind of careless about what you're saying?

No. I'm choosing my words careful.

More careful than I choose me lodgers

because I make no complaints.

You think you can cheat me and stab me and rob me

or is it just you? So you can't.

You and your fancy girl neither.

I don't know whether you know it, Canadian,

but there's a law in this land.

How much does she owe you?

You mean, you'll pay me?

That's what I mean.

Oh, well, I must say you're a gentleman then,

which is more than I can say for most of her friends.

I asked you how much she owes you.

Well, there's 2 pounds 18 owing since last April,

and there's a week's advance on the room now.

What's the rent here?

For this room?

Thirty shillings a week.

Forty and 30 is 70 and 18, did you say?

Yes, sir, quite correct, sir.

Eighty-eight shillings, that's 4 pounds 8.

Yes, that's what I make it.

Here's 6 pounds.

That will pay you what she owes you and two weeks in advance.

Oh, thank you, sir, and God bless you.

Please give me a receipt.

Yes. Gladly, sir.

Make it out that you received it from her please.

Yes, sir.

There you are, sir.

Where would I be likely to find her?

Anywhere along The Strand, Leicester Square, Piccadilly.

Then of course there's always Waterloo Bridge.

A good many other mames hang out there

to try and get the soldiers coming in on leave.

How odd. Did you notice it?

What?

She seems to have left a note.

For me?

Don't say who it's for.

Just says, “I can't do it.

Goodbye."

That's all.

Of course, it's none of my business, sir,

what you do and what you don't do.

But I know her and I know her kind to make cost.

And if you take my advice, when you do see her,

you'll take that receipt,

and you'll throw it in her painted face,

and then you'll have no more to do with her.

The category of women like hers only leads to sin.

And sin leads to suffering,

and a soldier like you should've had enough of suffering

in this awful war without having to be contaminated

and robbed by the likes of--

Shut your dirty face!

[CARS PASSING]

WOMAN: Wait a minute, governor.

Here you are, governor.

Why can't I come with you, governor?

Come on, governor.

Here you are.

Here you are.

[LAUGHING]

[HORN BLOWS]

MAN: What do you think this is, the Garden of Eden?

[WHISTLE BLOWS]

[HORN HONKS]

[PEOPLE CHATTING]

A lovely time in France.

Here, what do you mean?

[SIRENS WAILING]

MAN: Airplanes overhead.

Take cover.

Take cover.

Take cover.

[CROWD CHATTERING ANXIOUSLY]

MAN: Take cover.

[WHISTLE BLOWS]

Take it over here.

Myra.

I've been looking for you for hours.

Why'd you come here? It's not safe.

I wanted to see you pass by.

I didn't think you'd notice me.

Listen, I've only got 10 minutes to catch my train.

[BOMB EXPLODES]

Here, take this.

I paid Mrs. Hobley.

It's a receipt for your rent, it covers two weeks in advance.

And here's some money to keep you going.

As soon as I get to the front, I'll make all arrangements

about my pay and everything, and then if anything happens to me,

well, you'll be all right.

Roy, do you know why I've been trying not to marry you?

Mrs. Hobley told me.

Told you everything?

Myra, I don't care.

You gotta marry me.

It wasn't your fault. You had to do it.

It's all over now, Roy. Let's--

MAN: Whoa.

MAN 2: Catching the 10:27 train with us?

MAN 3: Come on, lady.

You've gotta move him.

[LAUGHING]

It's all right, officer. He's coming.

Why can't you leave?

Promise to marry me when I come back.

If you don't, all the MPs in London

won't make me catch that train.

There you are, lady. Tell your friend you're married.

You don't want a good soldier shot at dawn, do you?

MAN: Come on. Best of luck.

[MEN LAUGHING]

You better go, Roy.

Will you marry me?

Of course she'll marry you. Now, soldier, come on.

You come with me.

Myra, will you?

[BOMB EXPLODES]

If you hang around here much more,

we're all gonna get blown up.

And it won't make no difference whether she marries you or not.

Myra.

All right, Roy.

I'll marry you.

[BOMB EXPLODES]

Goodbye.

Goodbye, darling.

I'll think of you always.

Every minute.

[BOMB EXPLODES]

Come on, sonny.

MAN: Cheerio, darling.

[LAUGHING]

Bye now.

Goodbye, Roy.

[SIRENS WAILING]

[BOMB EXPLODES]

[BOMB EXPLODES]

[BOMB EXPLODES]

[SCREAMS]

[WOMAN SCREAMING]

[CROWD CHATTERING EXCITEDLY]

MAN: Get 'em away.

[BOMBS EXPLODING]

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