All language subtitles for Their Own Desire (1929)eng

(crowd murmuring)

- Well mama, what's the line up?

- Two women, two men in a side.

You, Miriam.

- Oh tish with that.

This is just a practice game.

The women against the men.

- I'm for that always.

(people laughing)
- And how.

Hello dad.
- Hello Lally.

- [Male Polo Player]
How are you Lally?

- How do ya, everybody?

- [Male Polo Player]
Rather an experience

this playing against women.

- Oh don't be too chivalrous.

We're gonna beat the
everlasting daylights out of ya.

(people laughing)

- Let's go, all right?

- Fine.

- Kinda wish I was
playing with you, dad.

- Yeah, so do I.

- Not that I won't get an awful
kick out of walloping you.

- Walloping me?

- Yeah.

Well aren't you a
conceited little?

- Well, I'm going
to or die trying.

- Oh Lally don't.

Don't ever say a
thing like that again

even in fun.

- Oh, bless his little heart.

- Up ya go.

- Give the ol' lady a boost.

- [Male Polo player]
All right, right

with ya Linda, let's go.

Wait for me, Linda!

- Now Lally, you
won't be reckless?

- That's great coming
from you (laughs).

(people cheering)
(crowd chattering)

Egad, that goal
was a peachy one.

Just a dandy shot!

- Not so bad for
an old timer, eh?

- Oh, you.

Be yourself!

Go to it, dad.

Take your bows, take your bows.

- [Crowd Member]
Nice work, Charlie!

(people cheering)

(woman screaming)

(crowd chattering)

- Lally, Lally.

Lally, oh Miriam
I've hurt her, I've.

- Steady on, old man.

She's winded, that's all.

- Oh, thank God.

How do you feel, Lally?

- I saw 10,000,000 stars.

What hit me?

- Well, I did, clumsy
fool that I am.

You're quite sure
it's nothing serious?

- She's all right.

- I'll live 'til spring.

How's Lady Bell?

- [Woman] Right as rain.

- [Man In Brown
Jodhpurs] Have a sniffer.

- No thanks, don't need it.

- I do.

(Lally groans)

(people chattering)

- Feel all right?

- Fine.

(Lally mumbles)

Thanks dad.

- Lally, do you really
think you should?

- Sure, I'll be okay,
dad, don't worry about me.

Come on, Denton, up and at 'em.

- [Denton] Okay.

- She's a game little kid 'eh?

Not proud of her, huh?

- No, not a bit.

- Swim dad?

- Can't, got to
slog on the book.

- How's it coming?

- Oh fine.

- Hey, what's it
about this time?

You've been terribly
cagey about this one.

Come on, loosen up.

- Well, it's the story
of a man about 45.

Who falls in love with a...

- 45, and falls in love?

(Lally laughing)

- Well (laughs).

You youngsters, you think
that life is all over at 25

or 30 huh?

No more emotions,
no more thrills,

no more romance
for the middle age.

Well ol' kid let me tell you
nature has changed all that.

We do surge with emotions.

We do have thrills and
we do thirst for romance.

That last romance.

- You gettin' thirsty dad?

- Why you young imp,
I'll patter you.

(people grunting)
(people laughing)

Oh, Lally, you're a great kid.

- And say you're not a bad dad

if I do say so myself.

Oh is that that Cheever
woman with mother?

- Yes.

Don't you like her?

- Nope.

- Why not?

- Dunno, just don't, that's all.

- Hello.
- Hello Harriet.

Oh, nice to see you
here Mrs. Cheever.

- Nicer to see you, Mr. Marlett.

- Hello mother.

- Hello dear.

You know Mrs. Cheever?

- Oh yes, how do you do?

- Have a nice game?

- Oh, dandy.

Dad was in great form!

Made two goals!

- Oh stop.

- Wonderful, how I should've
liked to have been there.

- Yes, Lally played
like a veteran.

You really had
been proud of her.

- I'd have been to
frightened to be anything.

I dislike polo.

- Oh, I love it.

- I get you.

Big strong he-men
doing their stuff, eh?

- Lally!

What things you say.

Half the time I don't
understand my own child.

- Maybe it's just as well.

- Oh, you're not going.

- Yes, I must.

- Oh (laughs).

Just hurry, dear.

The weather's so
warm, my feet hurt.

- Oh, well, put it forth, mama.

There you are.

- Thank you dear.
- I really must go.

- Oh, I'll see you to your car.

- Thank you.

- You'll come over soon?

- Thank you, I will.

- You can't come too often.

- Oh can't she?

- Lally, she might've heard you.

- Let her.

What she doing in
Collingwood again?

- Visiting her sister.

- So why do you have her
hanging around here so much for?

- I like her, I
think she's sweet.

- Sweet, like a lemon.

- Lally, I think
she's wonderful.

Like a girl and she
must be as old as I am.

She has a son
older than you are.

How does she do it?

- Hair dye, rouge,
massage, and spinach.

- Now, it is not
nice to criticize.

I wish I were more like her.

- I don't.

Dad and I think you're
just okay as ya are.

- Aw, bless you.

I wonder if I went on that
18 day diet if it would.

Must you smoke?

- All right.

What were you and she
talking about anyway, ma?

- [Harriet] Her son, he.

Not a very pretty
attitude, Lally.

- Oh mother.

Well, what about her son?

- His name is Doug,
he's in Princeton.

- Yeah?

(car roaring)

Looks as if our friend Mrs.
Cheever were tryin' to vamp dad.

- Vamp him?

- Hey, what was she doing?

Giving you the works?

- Aw!

- As if anybody could take
you away from us, eh mom?

Fat chance they'd have.

- [Minnie] Is there anything
else to go in the trunk, madam?

- Here Minnie.

- Why are you wantin'
anything to remind ya of him?

Oh, I could be hung
for what I think

of that Cheever woman.

All the misery she's
caused you this past year.

(Lally whistling)

- Now Minnie, don't say
a word about the divorce.

Lally thinks we're going
away for the summer.

- Well, I'm all set
and rarin' to go.

Got room for this?

- It can go in my bag.

- Oh mom.

Look at her, Minnie!

Can you tie that.

Sozzling because she's gotta
leave dad for three months.

- 'Tis a sad world.

Sure and it's us
women that knows it.

- Lally dear, I want you to ask
your father to come with us.

- Oh, mum, let's leave
the old man at home.

Just two gals on the loose.

- Lally, not a
nice thing to say.

- No, but a swell thing to do.

- [Harriet] But I'd be
so much more contented

if he could come with us.

He'll do anything for you, dear.

Won't you ask him?

- What a silly
old goose you are.

But I'll do it.

Anything to make you
happy, bless you.

Where is he?

- There's a light
in his workshop.

- Hope I don't get
a sock in the jaw

for butting when he's writing.

- Lally, put this
around you dear.

Not nice if someone
should see you.

- Well, if you ask me
I think my Paris pants

are quite an eyeful.

(Harriet sobs)

- It's all settled
darling, I'll soon be free.

- Then she's going to
give you the divorce?

- [Hal] Yes.

- [Beth] Oh Hal, when
can we be married?

- Just as soon as.

- Mother sent me to ask you to.

I'll go.

- No, I'll go.

There are some things you'll
have to hear sooner or later.

So you'd better hear them now.

Hal, will you see
me to my car please?

(footsteps tapping)

- Well dad?

- Well Lally I want
to explain this.

Lally, you've got a good
head in your shoulders.

I can talk straight to you.

You see, Lally, men and
women make promises,

take on jobs when
they're young, just kids.

They don't stop to think

of the changes that
are bound to come

and we, your mother
and I, we didn't

and today, we're not
the same girl and boy

that were married 23 years ago.

We've outgrown each other.

Sometimes when that
happens between a man

and his wife there comes.

- A Mrs. Cheever?

- Oh, now.

Don't judge Mrs.
Cheever too harshly.

She's had a very unhappy life.

So we've decided on a way
out for all four of us.

Mr. Cheever will go to Reno.

Your mother will spend the
summer in the mountains

and in the autumn,
get a divorce.

In France, very likely.

Of course I've made
a settlement for her

and a separate one for you.

- What about our home?

- We like the
house, I'll keep it.

You can come here.

- And do you think that I'd
ever come into your house

after you put mother out of it

and bring in your,
this Cheever woman?

- Lally, if you were only a boy.

- If I only were.

- Lally.

Lally!

I don't want you to think

that we haven't tried
to stop this thing.

Both for you and her boy's
sake, but we couldn't.

It's too strong for us.

- How long has
this been going on?

- About a year.

And it hasn't been a
happy time for us, we.

- A year!

Then mother was trying
to kill herself.

- What?

- Oh what a sap I was.

- Kill herself?

When?

- Last New Year's Eve

when you went up north
on that stag party.

I see now.

You were with.

I came home New Years
morning after a party,

and found Minnie and Dr.
Cald working over her.

They said she had indigestion.

I wondered why Minnie cleared
out the medicine closet

and suggested that I
sleep in mother's room.

I can understand now the
look I've seen on her face.

All during this past year.

I suppose she's been hoping
you'd snap out of this

and come back to her.

But instead, she's going
to bundled out of doors

after 23 years because
you're a different man.

And she's a different woman.

But what makes her different?

- Lally, I have
explained to you.

Life.

- Life?

I suppose you think she's
a little fat, bit dowdy?

Not much like the slim,
slick Mrs. Cheever is she?

- We'll keep Mrs. Cheever's
name out of this, Lucia.

- I can't leave her out since
you've chosen to bring her in.

- Well, we're not getting
anywhere this way.

Lucia, I have always
said that your mother

is a very fine woman.

- Which means she bores you.

- She has always been
a good mother to you.

- And a good wife to you.

- But we no longer
see eye to eye.

We can't go on.

- Don't think I'm trying
to persuade you to.

Don't think I'm
going to pull any

of that papa kiss mama stuff.

If I have anything
to say about it,

she'll get this divorce pronto.

- You blame me for it all.

Is it my fault that I should
meet a woman just as you,

any day, any hour may meet a boy

that means everything
in life to you?

Worth sacrificing
everything for?

The one makin' all
the world for you?

- So you've found your
mate in Mrs. Cheever?

- Stop right there.

- Oh well.

Oh dad.

You didn't used to be so blind.

If I could only say
something, anything,

to make you realize what a
hideous mess you're going

to make your life.

- Lucia, I am letting
you talk yourself out

but don't try my
patience too far.

- I'm sorry to have
talked so long.

But we shan't ever talk
together again, you know.

Goodbye.

Well, he's washed us up.

Given us the air.

(Harriet crying)

Oh mother, haven't
you any pride?

- Oh, Lally.

What's pride when
you care for a man?

When you really, really care.

(water whooshing)

(people chattering)

- Hello goyles.

- Hello Jackie.
- Hello Jackie.

- Hello Baby.

Hello Bill.

Hello!

Who's the new number, huh?

- Oh, that's Millie's
cousin from Collingwood.

- Oh.

Hello Millie.

- Oh, hello.

- How's my little pal?

- Why all the grease?

I'm going to swim across
the pool, not the channel.

- How about giving me a
knock down of the cousin?

- Well, I'll have
to think that over.

- Now, that may take years.

- Gangway!

- Gangway!

Hello.

- Hello.

- I'm Jack.

- You don't say.

Pleased to have met you.

- Hey woman, don't high hat me!

Hey, who are you?

- Known to my friends as Lally.

- Well, Lally what
are you doing tonight?

- What's it to you?

- I'm that way about you.

Dived right in the
little old heart.

- Oh, sir, please.

- This little pig
went to market,

this little pig stayed home.

- This little pig
got fresh in the pool

and got himself
socked in the dome.

(Lally gasps)

- [Jack] Hey, woman!

- Well!

- Hey you better
fall for me woman

before I clout you over the
head and drag you into my lair.

- Oh, if you say so

and what would I be doing?

- Liking it.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

- That's for you.
- Hey!

Hey!

(upbeat jazzy music)

Excuse me.

- Nerves?

- Plenty and you like it.

- Can stand anything.

- Atta girl.

Hearty spirit of the pioneer.

Who are you braced against?

Relax, baby, relax.

(muffled singing)

♪♪ Love me and I love you ♪♪

♪♪ Love me and I love you ♪♪

- Cut in please, Jack.

- On your way, big
boy, on your way.

You can dance.

- You don't kid.

- How many fellas
have told you that?

- Oh, maybe the ones
that danced with me.

- How many is that?

- Every so.

- If you pucker your lips
again that way, I'll.

Has anyone ever kissed you?

- What do you think?

- Come on outside.

- No.

- I dare ya to.

- That's different.

Well?
- Well.

- What now?

- Little devil.

- My dear!

Where are we going?

- Over there.

- Think you can make it.

I'm no featherweight.

- Carry ya this way
the rest of my life.

Romantic stuff.

- Oh romantic.

You're beginning to puff.

Hey, the he-man, don't drop me!

I've been dropped by experts.

I'll give ya hand.

Whoopee!

- Put this around you,
you might get cold.

- You think I am the cold type?

- I'll tell ya about that later.

- Well, I make no promises.

(car roaring)

Hey!

Let's do it again (laughs).

- Well, now that the
little old car's stopped,

let's us begin.

I don't seem to register.

- If that's a sample,
there's no sale.

- Are you always like that?

- That's just the
kind of a gal I am.

- Oh relax, baby, relax.

What's the matter,
you afraid to?

- Just trembling like a dove.

- Well, little dove, I'll say.

- Lally!

- Hello mother.

- What time is it?

- Only three o'clock.

- Your cousins came
home two hours ago.

What have you been doing?

- Looking at the moon.

- With a man?

- What else?

- Well, who was he?

- Who was he?

- Well, I mean, what
was his name, dear?

- Jack, Jack.

Funny, I don't
know his last name.

- Weren't you introduced to him?

- Nope.

- Where did you meet him?

- Underwater.

- Oh, Lally.

Darling.

It isn't nice to be
flippant with your mother.

- Oh, mother, I didn't
mean to be, really.

And I know it sounds funny

but I forgot to
ask his last name.

We were too busy talking.

- Lally, I've
always trusted you.

But I don't know now
whether or not I should go

on that trip tomorrow.

To be gone the whole
week away from you.

- Oh, never worry
about me, mother.

Men don't mean a thing
in my young life.

- I hope so.

You said you were not
going to care for any man

but now here's this Jack.

Person.

- Trust me, I can look
after my little self.

- But if you should begin
to think of him seriously.

- Me?

Seriously?

Take any man seriously?

Let any man do to me
what dad's done to you?

Not a chance, darling.

Nighty night.

- Goodnight dear.

- I'm to make a week.

Have you heard from Doug?

- Not a word.

I suppose some girl has,

oh, well, I mustn't be jealous.

After all, it's my own fault.

You know, he wanted me
to go to Europe with him

but there was you, Hal.

And, Hal, if you
want to go to Lucia.

- Do you want to go to Doug?

- No, no, we gave them up
because we loved each other.

- Oh hi, Ricky.

- Hello Marlett.

- Oh, I was a fool to
bring you here to the club,

meet all these people.

- I was a fool to stay
here in Collingwood

after your wife had gone.

All of her friends giving
me the cold shoulder.

Oh Hal, I've stood all I can.

I wish we could go away
to some quiet place

where we'd be away
from people like these.

- Why, we can be.

I know just the place.

Quiet little hotel
in the high Sierras.

- Oh but darling,
we couldn't do that.

- Rent a couple of bungalows,
I'll work on the book.

I think it's a great idea.

- But dear, you.

- Now, just shut up sweetheart
because that's all settled.

- [Jack] Comfy, Lally?

- Making no complaints.

- Gee, you look ripping.

- Oh, sir.

Must I get up and curtesy.

- Not unless you
wanna rock the boat.

Where are we headed for?

- Up to Hunters Cove.

It's my favorite hideaway.

No one ever goes up there.

At least no one's ever
been up there with me.

- Lead on to the love nest.

- Lead on!

- What are you whispering?

- You'd laugh.

- Not at you ever.

What were you saying?

- Peace, the path
of understanding.

You see, I used to
be taken to church.

- I'm gonna take you
to church one day.

- Yeah?

(Jack humming)

Oh you.

Isn't this lovely?

Come on back to the canoe, Jack.

- Well, what's the rush?

Come on now, you like me
a little bit don't you?

- I hate you like the devil.

I don't think.

Ouch.

- Ooh, what's the matter.

- Ooh, a beastly
splinter under my nail.

- Wait a minute, I'll
get it out for ya.

I've got a skinny little
blade in my knife.

- Oh, but you'll
hurt like thunder.

- You shut your pretty
little eyes and trust papa.

Some little surgeon, me.

Didn't you know my father
was an eminent doctor?

- Oh really?

- Sure.

Dr. Cheever.

Perhaps you've heard of him.

- My dad's a novelist.

Perhaps you've heard of him.

Henry Marlett, you know.

- Oh but look here.

That's funny.

- Yes, isn't it?

- Gee, the world's
a little place.

You've met my mother.

- She always called you Doug.

- John Douglas Cheever.

I never stood for
Doug except from her.

- That's why I never dreamed.

- She always called you Lucia.

- To think that we danced

and play around
together last night

without even getting
each other's names.

I must've been crazy.

- You fell for me
like I fell for you.

- You, Beth Cheever's son.

And I Henry Marlett's daughter.

- Does that make any
real difference, Lally?

- Mother and I are going
to Paris in the fall.

- Oh.

So it's gone that far.

- That far.

- Poor little Lally.

All broken up.

- Oh stop it.

I hate pity, Jack.

Let's go.

- Oh but Lally.

- Oh Jack!

What's the use!

Your mother and my dad.

They'd smear this
for both of us.

- Lally, you don't mean
that this is the finish?

- It has to be.

- Oh Lally.
- Oh Jack, don't.

Please take me home.

- Okay by me.

- Have a cone, Lally?

- [Lally] No thanks.

- I'll take one.

- What's the matter,
lose your appetite?

- No, she just
mislaid the boyfriend.

♪♪ First she wants Jack
and then wants you ♪♪

♪♪ Then she goes back
to good old Tim ♪♪

♪♪ My oh my who could satisfy ♪♪

♪♪ She's got the
boyfriend blues ♪♪

♪♪ She can't be true to anyone ♪♪

♪♪ All she's out for
is lots of fun ♪♪

♪♪ My oh my who could satisfy ♪♪

♪♪ She's got the
boyfriend blues ♪♪

♪♪ What a girlfriend,
oh what love ♪♪

♪♪ Just made for all the boys ♪♪

♪♪ Oh but sometimes
she gets rough ♪♪

♪♪ She plays with
them like toys ♪♪

♪♪ She has no phone
and no address ♪♪

♪♪ When she cleans 'em,
they sure stay pressed ♪♪

♪♪ My oh my who could satisfy ♪♪

♪♪ She's got the
boyfriend blues ♪♪

- That's great!

(people clapping)
(people cheering)

- Hello Lally.
- Hello.

- Hi, Lally, how are you?
- How are you?

- [Woman] Enjoying yourself?

- Lally.

- Hello.

- I want to speak to you please.

- Speak your piece.

- Not here, down in the arbor.

- The necking nook?

No.

Say, that strong arm stuff may
slay your other lady friends

but it doesn't hit with me.

Say, what's this marathon for?

A medal or a silver cup?

- Sit there you
and listen to me.

- Well.

Hey!

What is this?

Catcher's catch can
to save my honor

or what have you?

- You shut up and listen to me.

- Well, make it snappy.

- If I weren't nuts about you,

I'd just naturally lay you
over my knee and frail you.

- You great big brute!

- Oh cut the comedy, you
think you can kid me along

then give me the
air for three days

and get away with it?

Haven't you any heart at all?

- Something's beating.

- It's just a big muscle
that pumps your blood.

- The kid's there with
anatomy stuff all right.

- Oh Lally be serious.

Why do you try to bluff me?

You know I love you

and you love me, oh yes you do.

Say you'll marry
me, Lally, say it.

- I'll never marry
any man in the world.

Least of all you.

Have one?

Must I be known to smoke alone?

- What have you got against me

except that your
father and my mother

and what's that
got to do with us?

- Plenty!

- But Lally, I.

- Oh Jack, there's nothing
more to say on that subject.

We were crazy to dream.

- You're crazy now.

- Oh cut it out.

- Lally, you love me.

- Well, what if I do.

- Then marry me.

- I can't Jack, I can't!

- But why not?

- You know why not.

- Oh so you're gonna crucify
us because of my mother.

Well if you were half
the woman that she is,

we could be happy.

- Happy?

If I were like your mother?

- Yes, when she loves
a man, she's willing

to cash in for him,
let herself go.

- Well, there's my mother.

What about her?

Do you think I'll do to
her what my father's done?

Well I won't and that's final.

- And you'll marry me
or I'll leave you flat

and that's final.

- All right by me,
fella, all right by me.

(people chattering)

- [Jack] Lally!

- Oh Jack!

(phone rings)

- [Woman] Oh hello Jacky.

- Hello.

(upbeat music)

Hello little girl.

Why Lally what's the matter?

- I was expecting to
hear from you all day.

Where've you been?

- Why darling, you didn't?

You haven't been worrying?

Well, I love you more than ever.

If you don't believe it, look.

- Oh Jacky, you didn't
have to do that.

- I love you.

You'll marry me,
you'll marry me now.

Here, put it on, lovely.

- No, you put it on.

- Like it?

I like this one better.

- A wedding ring?

- When you put that one, I know
you belong to me for keeps.

You want to belong to
me, don't you Lally?

- Oh I sure do.

- Then let's get
married tonight.

- Tonight?

Oh no, Jacky, not tonight.

Well, we can't.

- Why, sure we can.

- No we can't, no we can't.

- Oh yes we can, hop
in the little old bus,

dash across the state line

and the old bird who
does the marrying

is in the first
house we come to.

Well, we can be married.
- Oh no, but listen.

- No, I'm not gonna
let you say no.

- I know but Jacky.
- Oh now don't

be a Jenny mule,
juts do as papa says.

Marry me tonight?

- Okay.

I'll be ready in a minute.

- You can get a toothbrush
at the corner drugstore.

- But not a coat and
hat, at least not yet.

Mother!

What brought you home?

- Your aunt telegraphed for me.

- Oh I see, mother this is.

- [Harriet] I know.

Beth Cheever's son.

- Mother, I love him.

And I'm going to marry him.

- Lally, I want you
to come to my room.

- Oh Jack, her hurt eyes.

It was just like stabbing her.

- Steady, little girl.

You've got to expect that.

You won't quit on me now.

You won't let her talk you over.

You've promised to marry
me, hang onto that.

How 'bout it, little old
kid, are you gonna stick?

- I'll stick.

- Tonight, without
saying a word to me?

Oh darling that you could think

of doing such a thing.

- Oh mother, I didn't want to

but he showed me it
was the only way.

He told me you'd do just
what you're doing now.

- Just like a son
of hers to scheme.

- Mother, that isn't fair.

- But Lally, it's your whole
future, your happiness.

- That's just it, that's
what I've a right to!

My happiness.

- You can't be happy.

You won't be happy.

Her son.

- Oh that doesn't matter!

- He won't give up
his mother for you!

- I wouldn't ask
that of any man.

- Oh Lally, you'll
be seeing her.

She'll be your father's wife.

What a situation for you, dear.

You hadn't thought
of that, had you?

But you must think of it.

Give yourself time
to think of it.

Oh baby girl, don't marry
him tomorrow, promise me.

- Oh mother, I won't
promise, I won't!

- Then you're going
to sacrifice me

and my love for this.

- Can I help it if
I've met somebody

who's everything in life to me.

Worth sacrificing
everything for?

The one mate in all
the world for me?

- Oh that woman.

First your father.

Then you.

Darling, if you think you're
going to find happiness

with this boy, I won't
come between you.

I'll say no more about it.

- Oh mother!

That's that.

(glass clatters)

Mother, open the door, please.

Do you want to
frighten me to death?

Mother, open the door!

Aunt Caroline, Aunt
Caroline, help, come quickly!

Uncle Nate, Uncle Nate, come
up, help, help, quickly!

Mother, mother don't ya hear me?

Open the door!

Mother!

Oh, don't let her
do it Aunt Caroline.

Don't let her.
- Oh Lally, stop screaming.

What is it?

- Don't let mother, in there,

I'm afraid she's.

- [Uncle Nate] What is it?

- Uncle Nate, mother's in there.

Make her open the door, please!

- Yes, hurry father!

- Open the door.

- Hurry!

- Mother, mother!

Tell me you didn't.

Tell me you just didn't.

- Oh Lally stop,
Harriet, what is this?

- Look, tell me
you didn't, mother?

Oh dear.

- Lally.

- Yes mother.

- Lally, I fainted, the heat.

- And the shock.

- Nate, telephone the doctor.

- Oh yes my dear.

- Suzy, the smelling salts.

- [Suzy] Yes mother.

- Lally.

- Yes dear.

- Oh dear, you
didn't think, did you

that I'd tried to?

Oh my poor little girl.

Didn't mean to
scare you darling.

- No, dear.

No dear.

Oh doctor, is mother
better this morning?

- Slightly.

- Is there any?

- No real danger.

She's had a shock.

- Yes, I know.

May I go to her?

- Certainly.

- [Caroline] Oh doctor.

- [Doctor] Yes Mrs. Elrick?

- [Caroline] Are there
any special instructions?

- [Doctor] She must be
kept perfectly quiet.

Her heart, you know?

(people chattering)

- Hello Gertrude,
have a nice ride?

- I hope the horse enjoyed it.

- Quite nice sir, 59.

- Victoria, any phone
messages for me?

- [Victoria] No, not a thing.

- Oh, there's a letter
here for you Mr. Cheever.

- Good, thanks.

- Here you are.

How you feeling?

- Fitter than fit.

- Well I'm glad to hear that.

Thank you.

- [Woman] Hello Ethel.

- [Ethel] Hello, what are
you doing this afternoon?

- [Woman] Nothing serious.

- [Ethel] Would you
like to play bridge?

- [Woman] I wouldn't mind.

- [Ethel] Well, there's
Marie and Alice.

(people chattering)

Really, how dull!

- Gimme that same number

I called a few
minutes ago, will you?

Well, you oughta, I've
called it often enough.

Yes, that's the one.

- Jack, I won't see you.

I can't see you.

I don't dare!

- Be fair to me, Lally.

Be a good, come on, let me
see ya just for a minute.

- Oh no Jack, don't come here.

Oh no, I couldn't
stand that, Jack.

No, no, Jacky, this is goodbye.

Jacky?

Goodbye.

(gong ringing)

- Lally.

- Yes mother?

- Was that three o'clock?

- Yes dear.

Let me fluff your
pillows up for you.

- Terribly hot, isn't it?

- That feel better?

- Yes, if we only had a
storm to clear the air.

- Go to sleep woman,
count the baa lambs

and you'll drop off again.

- Oh it's so nice to
have you beside me.

Blessed baby girl.

- Now go to sleep.

- I was willing you to
come to me and you have

so it's all right but
don't send me away again

because I won't go.

- Send you away?

Do you think I want to
send you away, Jacky?

- I've got the little old
canoe down at the landing.

Let me run you over to
the little ol' love nest.

- Oh but mother.

- She won't wake up for hours.

Let's spend them together.

Lally, please.

(wind whooshing)

- Oh, Lally did you?

- Come on, Jacky.

- Wonder if we can
make it little ol' kid.

- Oh we must.

- Risky, storms pick up
on this little old lake.

- Oh Jacky, we must,
we've gotta get home.

Mother may wake up
and she'll be frantic.

We've gotta make
it Jacky, come on.

- Okay by me.

- Oh where can she be?

- Harriet, don't forget
what the doctor said.

You must be quiet.

Now, you go to bed.

- Lally's not here,
Jack's not at the hotel.

- Oh what can I say
to poor Harriet?

- Jacky, Jacky, Jacky!

Jacky!

- Lally, Lally!

- Jack, Jack where are you?

- Lally?

Lally!

- Jack!

Jacky, Jacky, Jack!

- Hello, hello?

It's my home.

Tell the Collingwood operator.

What?

Don't answer?

There must be someone there.

No, no, no, no, no,
don't cut off central.

Keep on ringing.

Fools.

- Oh, Hal, don't shout so.

It makes my head ache.

- Sorry.

- Well, you should be.

What a day I've
had with you dear.

Well, it's living
with something caged.

Oh, it's all so
ridiculous darling.

Just because you've had a dream.

- You wouldn't understand.

There's something
wrong and I know it.

I've always known ever
since she was a little girl.

Hello, hello?

Oh, is that you Minnie?

- Oh, Mr. Marlett.

Lally was.

- Wire Mrs. Marlett
that I'm coming at once.

- Hal, what it is?

What is it?

- Drowned, Lally.

This morning.

Your boy.

- My Doug?

- She was calling to me.

Lally, my little Lally.

- My boy, what about
my boy, do you hear me?

- Drowned.

- Drowned.

(airplane engine roaring)

- Nothing to do now but dredge.

I hear tell dynamite's better.

(woman screaming)

- No, no, no, no, no!

Caroline, my baby, my
Lally, my little girl!

(women wailing)

- Where's Mrs. Marlett.

- In there, sir.

- Thanks.

(airplane engine rumbling)

- Jacky!

Jacky, Jacky!

God, God save him, save him God.

Don't punish us, don't.

Save him.

(airplane engine roaring)

Hush Jacky, hush.

Like a church.

I'm going to church
with you one day.

You pray in a church, don't you?

Our Father who art in heaven.

Jesus, lover of my soul,
let me to Thy bosom fly,

while the nearer waters roll.

Water, the water, the water!

Jack, Jack, where are you?

Oh, oh, oh my darling.

(airplane engine roaring)

- Lally!

Lally!

- Don't touch him,
don't touch him!

- Lally, it's dad.

Lally, Lally dear.

- Jack, no, Jack!

- Lally, Lally, it's dad.

- No.

I called my dad.

- I heard you, I
heard you Lally.

I'm here.

- I want my dad, I want my dad.

- Lally, I'm here.

- Oh, oh!

Oh dad!

- [Hal] Lally.

- Harriet, he recognized her.

- It wasn't a shock?

- No, no, no, he came
to quite clear headed.

- Where is Lally?

- Up there now, talking to him.

- But Lally.

- Now, now, now, every
little thing's just okay.

Lookie.

Soon as I could stagger, I
went through your pockets.

Getting in training.

- Little devil.

- Put it on.

Hey!

- Oh, get off me
woman, you weigh a ton!

- Liar.

- Did ya get it?

- A diamond?

Trust mama.

(Lally laughing)

(dramatic music)