All language subtitles for Rebound - 1931 - Myrna Loy, Ina Claire, Hedda Hopper, Robert Ames

Subtitles: Lu�s Filipe Bernardes.

That train still leaves at 9:10, Lyman.

Oh, no, no, no, 9:11.

Oh, thanks, Liz.
It's the express, isn't it?

- Er... yes.
- Good.

Well, well, look at the early worms.

- Good morning, Lyman.
- Good morning.

- Sleep well?
- Didn't hear a sound, Les.

You know, Liz, this was the best
weekend party we've ever given.

- I hated to see Monday morning come.
- On behalf of the guests I thank you.

Just orange juice and coffee, Martha.

Did you hear whoever was in
the garden last night?

Somebody talking there until 4 o'clock.

- It must have been Bill and Evie.
- Or Sarah and Johnny.

What about Johnny?

Is he going to marry our little Sarah,
or ain't he?

I hope he doesn't marry her.

Why don't you marry her, Lyman,
and get into family?

If she'd make anywhere near
as good a wife as her sister...

Oh, Lyman!

No kidding, Lyman, why don't
you think it over?

Where is Sarah? She's usually
down early.

- Help! Help!
- Sarah, what's the matter?

- I've got a nose bleed.
- A what?

A nose bleed.
Thanks, Les.

How in the world could you get
a nose bleed at this hour?

Maybe I'm going to have a baby.

Sarah, and just when we were trying
to get Lyman to marry you.

Oh, did Lyman want to marry me?

Oh, Lyman, this is too wonderful!
When, today?

I'm afraid I couldn't today, Sarah.

Oh, no, of course. Monday's always
a busy day for you businessmen.

Well, tomorrow then.

Oh, no, I can't tomorrow.
I have to go to the dentist.

Oh, thanks, Martha.
Good morning.

Oh, Les, did you make that appointment
with Dr. Black for Mother?

- I'll have Miss Rogers call him.
- Good.

Oh, great grief, is Mother coming?

Yes, dearie, on the 9 something.

Oh, I knew there was some reason
for my nose bleeding.

Oh, Lyman, marry me right away, will you?
You won't have to tell anybody.

I should want to tell everybody.

I'll live at the Martha Washington
and only come out nights.

I seem to have heard of a young man
named Johnny Coles.

Yes! What about this foray
in the garden stuff?

What? Has Johnny been getting away
with something in the garden?

Oh, the dirty little mouse!
Who is it, Evie?

Honestly. You'd think Evie's got
enough men without snaking him.

Must have been Truesdale,
the great lover.

Excuse me, Liz.

- I think I'll get ready to go on in.
- Drive easy, Lyman.

Oh, Lyman, don't you really think
you could marry me?

- I'm sure I could.
- I make a wonderful raspberry whip.

Just look through his bags, Les, and see
if he hasn't taken any towels.

Saying things like that, Sarah,
isn't the way a girl gets married.

Oh, you and to getting married.

Besides, I love to embarrass Lyman.
He's so darn rich.

It's a shame Bill's been wasted on Evie.

- Well, isn't it?
- Bill seems to be happy enough.

Seems to be.

You know, at one time I thought
that you and Bill...

It's really quite simple.
Bill just doesn't see in me...

As far as I know, I never said I saw in him
a perspective husband for myself.

You've been very sweet, Liz,
you and Les.

You've worried, and you've got me beaus,
and you've done your best.

But I guess I'll just have to live
with my canaries,

and my music, and my dear, sweet
old mother, and so and so.

- Father sends his love, Liz.
- Thanks, dear.

Listen to this.

Don't ever change, dear.

I want you always to remain
as you are. Your loving father.

Don't ever change.

Father's been writing me that
for the last six years.

I don't know what he expects
me to change into.

- Good morning, girls.
- Ah!

Keep your seats. Truesdale
will find a chair.

Truesdale, my good fellow,
this is a pleasure.

I'm sure it is.

Oh, just some coffee, Martha.

Any sign of my beautiful fianc�e yet?

Evie at 8:30?

Sarah, the boy's crazy.

I was supposed to drive her to town
early this morning.

Truesdale, I'll miss you.

Sarah, I'll always think
of you as a sister.

Oh, will you, Bill? Would Evie mind
if I come and put flowers on your grave?

- I don't get you.
- I was only kidding, Bill.

I always get weddings and funerals
mixed up.

Old maids never are bridesmaids,
are they?

Bill, who's Evie going to have
for her bridesmaid?

I don't know.
We haven't discussed it yet.

Well, what were you discussing
at four this morning in the garden?

Sorry, girls. Truesdale retired
about one.

- And Evie?
- Evie went to bed at the same time.

- You're sure?
- Of course I'm sure. I said good night to her.

And when you say good night to them,
they go right to bed.

Certainly.

Well, when you say good morning to them,
do they have to get right up?

- What... Oh!
- Poor Evie.

Poor Evie nothing.
The luckiest girl in the world.

Guess I'll see Les off.
Excuse me.

I certainly envy Evie's interesting morning
breakfasts she's going to have with you.

Sarah, what's all this garden
stuff anyway?

That's what I'm wondering.

How about one of the maids?
Or the cook?

- Or Johnny, you mean.
- Oh, I wouldn't put it past him.

I've been thinking a lot
about you and Johnny.

Why, Bill! How sweet, I'm touched.

- What have you got against Johnny?
- Oh, he's alright, but er...

- Are you gonna marry him?
- Against your wishes? Of course not.

Now you're talking.
You're too good a girl for him.

Of course I am, Bill.
I deserve you.

No, I wouldn't say that.

Yes, but supposing I loved Johnny, Bill?

Love doesn't make you lose
your standards.

- No?
- No.

- Now you take Evie and me.
- No, you take Evie.

- You don't like her.
- Oh, I adore Evie.

Well, anyway, here's my point.

- I've got faults.
- Oh, Bill!

- And Evie's got faults.
- Evie? What faults?

Hmm... none, and we're in love.
But it isn't sappy love.

- Sappy love?
- That's what love does to some people.

They go sappy.

And so help me, if Evie ever
went that way on me,

- if she ever started to suffer...
- You needn't worry about Evie.

I know what you mean, Bill.

- I know I loathe people who suffer.
- Oh, I hate sappy people.

- You think Johnny's sappy?
- He might go sappy on you.

And you couldn't stand that.
You've got too much stuff.

I don't think you may be right
about Johnny.

- Hm, maybe not.
But I'll bet you you don't marry him.

Well, he's sailing this afternoon.
I haven't much time.

- Say, why do you bet I don't marry him?
- Well, I...

Well, bon jour, tout le monde,
bon jour.

Hello, Johnny, come in.
We were just talking about you.

Yeah? Nothing complimentary, I hope.
How's the great Truesdale this morning?

Bon jour, Truesdale, le grand,
bon jour.

Hello, Johnny.

Hey, where'd you get that tie?

That? That's yours.
I didn't think you'd mind.

Just a little orange juice
and some coffee, Martha.

No, no, I don't mind.
How are you fixed for socks?

Well, as a matter of fact,
I did borrow a pair.

- Do you like them, Sarah?
- Oh, they're marvelous.

Don't you worry, Bill. Johnny'll send
you some from Paris.

Yeah... I suppose you still got
those purple drawers on.

- I wouldn't part with them for the world.
- I thought not.

Did you ever see his purple
drawers, Sarah?

He wore them up at William's
for writing poetry.

- Yes, and very good poetry it was.
- I'll bet it was.

Hey, you know that bet we were
talking about just now?

Yes.

You meet Evie and me at Albert
at 1 o'clock for luncheon.

And if you lose, you pay the check.

- And if you lose?
- Truesdale never loses.

- And if you lose?
- I'll wear purple drawers for a year.

- Bon voyage, Johnny.
- Au revoir, Bill.

Hey, what's the matter with him?

Oh, nothing. Bill and I were just
having a little argument.

Oh no, you didn't. Not with Bill.
Bill doesn't argue.

Bill tells you.

I think Bill knows more than you
give him credit for.

Well... I think Bill couldn't know any less
than I give him credit for.

What is the big bit of wisdom
he's letting you in on, hm?

- Want some hot coffee?
- Yeah, please.

What a night I spent last night.

- I know. In a garden.
- Oh, no.

- Hm-hmm.
- Garden isn't the word for it.

I never had such dreams, really.

Promptly at 6:15,
one of your dear sister's children...

started playing ribbit-ribbit
right above my bed.

Oh, that was little Jackie.

- Oh, that was little Jackie.
- Yes.

Dear little Jackie...
Cute little rascal.

Come here, Jackie.
Come to your uncle Johnny.

Come here and let him break
your cunning little neck.

Oh, Johnny, I'm gonna miss you
like the devil.

- Really, kid?
- Yeah.

- We do have fun together, don't we?
- Sure we have fun.

I think I have more fun with you
than anybody I know.

- Do you, Johnny?
- Oh, I know I do, yeah.

- Oh, guess who's coming this morning.
- Who?

- Mother.
- Oh, no!

- Isn't that great?
- Oh, good heavens.

Sarah...

What would you do if you were
free of your mother, hm?

Why, it's Santa Claus! And what do you
want for Christmas?

No, I really mean it. Supposing you
were free of your mother, hm?

- That's called matricide, isn't it?
- Oh, God, yeah...

What would you suggest?
Arsenic?

Hmm... that's the problem, isn't it?
- Hm.

- Good morning, Sarah.
- Good morning, Evie.

- Good morning, Johnny.
- Good morning, Evie.

Just some orange juice.

I haven't the slightest idea
what time it is.

Jesus, it's almost nine.
Excuse me, please.

Bye, Evie, I hope you make
a man out of Bill.

- Bye, darling.
- Want me to help you pack?

- No, no, all I have is... No, I'll be fine.
- Come on, let me help you pack...

Oh, don't I look frightful?

I've been up for hours.

Don't tell me you didn't sleep
very well either.

- Oh, I slept beautifully.
- That's good.

And it's the sleep that you get
before midnight that counts too.

Sarah, do you know anything about
the trains? I want to go in town.

Trains? Bill said...
Does Bill know?

He said you were motoring in with him.

Yes, but I'd like to go right away,
if it isn't too much trouble.

Oh, yes, of course.
There's a timetable just here.

Just a minute now...

- A.M. nine...
- Oh, Lyman!

I'll be back in just a moment, Sarah.

Lyman, I thought you'd left.
- I wouldn't until I'd seen you a moment.

- How did you rest?
- Constantly.

You look very sweet this morning.

Les heard us in the garden last night.

Oh, it doesn't make any difference.

I must repeat one or two things.

In the first place, you must realize
this affair with Bill is just that.

- An affair.
- Lyman!

You'd be very foolish to marry Bill
and you know it.

Love in a cottage isn't for you, Evie.

- Evie, say bon voyage to Johnny for me.
- I will.

- Goodbye, Lyman.
- Goodbye.

- Goodbye, Evie.
- Oh, Lyman...

How about having luncheon
in town with Evie and me?

- That'll be splendid. Thanks.
- Albert's, at one.

- Fine.
- Goodbye, Les.

- Goodbye, Liz, have a lovely time.
- Oh, I'm so glad.

Goodbye.

- Why did you ask Lyman to lunch?
- Well, he's a good guy or no?

Besides, you like him, don't you?

- I said, you like him, don't you?
- Yes, why?

Oh, I just wondered.

Why?

Mother, dear.

- How are you?
- I'm not at all well.

- Oh!
- I had the most frightful trip.

I had a most impertinent conductor.
And to top it all off...

- ...my black bag has been stolen.
- Stolen? But Mother...

- Are you certain?
- Of course I'm certain.

You think I'm a child?
Please!

- Bring Mother's bags upstairs.
- Yes, ma'am.

- But Mother, you...
- I tell you, it was stolen.

Well, well, the love birds.
How do you do, Evangeline?

- How do you do, Mrs. Jaffrey?
- Good morning, William.

- Good morning.
- So good to see you.

Oh, Mother, I'm so sorry. I couldn't get
to the station on time.

- I'll make it up to you.
- I know, I know.

Well, Evangeline, you look happy.
And you should look happy.

You're marrying my favorite young man.

Curtsey, William.

What is that? Another of your
funny remarks, Sarah?

- Sarah makes the funniest remarks.
Thank you, Mother.

At least everyone tells me
they're funny.

Sarah, did you find out anything
about a train?

Oh, yes, I'm sorry, Evie.
There's one at 10:07.

Hey, what's this?
I'm driving you in.

- Oh, please don't bother.
- It's no bother. I'll drive you in.

- Are your things ready?
- Yes.

- Goodbye, Mrs. Jaffrey.
- I'll certainly be here for the wedding, dear.

- That will be lovely.
- Come, Sarah.

Sarah, will you be in town for lunch?

- I certainly will.
- Yeah, I'll be there too.

Well...

Evangeline and William do not
look to me...

...like two people who are going
to get married.

Evangeline had better marry
somebody before long.

Why?

Well, for one thing she's had
too many beaus.

And for another, she's...
getting along.

But Mother, she's only twenty-four.

Yes, dear.

Supposing she were twenty-eight
or thirty and weren't married.

- What difference would it make?
- None, dear, none.

- Is that a spot on your dress?
- No!

What difference would it make, mother?
Answer me that.

Sarah, don't get so excited.

Oh, see these lovely trees!

See the moon cow
and the sheep sheep.

What difference does it make
if a girl never gets married?

She's just as good a girl, isn't she?

How does marriage make
her any better?

- You'll know, dear.
- I'll know?

- I'll know what?
- When you're married, dear.

I'll know what when I'm married?

- A man, a baby?
- I say you'll know.

And I'll say, furthermore, that your sister
and I will be very disappointed.

Disappointed? But why?

Am I a failure because I don't
get married?

You got married, didn't you?

And that was a success, I suppose,

with Father wandering alone
now all over Europe.

- Sarah, will you stop talking!
- And I'm a failure because...

...the man I happen to want doesn't...

...happen to want me?

Well, I...

I'm just what I am and...

Oh, I'm sick of the whole darn business.

Sarah, if you ever have
a baby of your own...

you'll know what you say.

- The years I gave everything up for you...
- Oh, no, not that again.

Sarah!

I hope your sister will have
a little more respect for me.

Oh.. I'm... I'm...

Hey, what's the matter
with old Tiddlebottom?

Hey, wait a minute,
what's this, what's this...

- Johnny, tears.
- Tears. Well I'll be darned.

Are they big tears?

- No, just child size.
- Just child size.

- Your handkerchief.
- Handkerchief? A handkerchief.

- A hanky... I had one yesterday.
- Oh, stop bragging.

Well, maybe it was last week then.
Look, I came in here to say goodbye...

...because I gotta hurry if I'm
gonna be on that boat when it sails.

Oh, gee.

Why don't you come down
to the pier with me, huh?

- Well, I... I...
- Oh, come on, come on.

I'll stand on the deck
and I'll wave...

to you till I get way out to sea.
How's that?

Yes, at least till you're 12 miles out
and they open the bar, I know.

- No, no, no...
- Alright, I'll come along.

- Only I've to change.
- Come on, the change'll do you good, here.

- Alright.
- Here.

What, you call this a change?

Hey, mister, you forgot to give me
your hat and coat.

Now, don't you have
too good a time.

You'll absorb a little architecture.

Oh, look what I found.

Where'd you get my picture?

Stole it.

Why, you naughty little thing, you.

Hey, she's going to Europe with me.

Hm...

Wish I was going.

Sarah...

- Why don't you come along, hm?
- Sir?

Oh, I'll even marry you...
if I have to.

No... it wouldn't work.

Why?

Yeah... I think I know why you won't.

What are you talking about, stoop?

Gee, I'd like to brain him.

That is, of course, if he has
any brains to brain,

No, you're all wrong, Johnny.

You don't look so happy to me.

The thought of you leaving us forever.

I'll come back.

No, I know you sailors.

You make love to us native women...

then you go away to Paris
and make love to French girl, no?

No.

- Johnny never come back.
- Oh, Johnny come back.

- No, Johnny never come back.
- Johnny come back.

- I gotta go.
- Goodbye, bon voyage!

Goodbye, old friend.

You find these good, Mr. Truesdale?

Yeah, bring me another.

- Good afternoon, Miss Jaffrey.
- Oh, hello, Albert.

- Is Mr. Truesdale's party here?
- Yes, Mr. Truesdale's here.

Thank you.

Hello!

- Hello, Bill.
- Hello.

- Where are the others?
- Not coming.

Oh?

What are you having for lunch?

This.

Don't be so glad to see me, Truesdale,
it embarrasses me.

Don't let it.

Uh, thanks. Bring another.

You wish to order now, sir?

You order, Sarah. I'm not eating.

Oh, I'll just have the lunch.

- Two lunches.
- Yes, miss.

Well, whatever you've been doing
it must have been great fun.

I've been helping Evie buy a trousseau.

Oh, Bill, how exciting!

Say, why don't you have all your old girls
for bridesmaids. Then I could be one.

Then, when the minister says the fatal
words, all the bridesmaids could swoon.

Swell.

I'd love to swoon at your wedding.
And why not?

Why not? I'm Bill, the great lover.

Any conquest today, great lover?

No. Today has been
sort of an off day.

Say, what's the matter?

Well, the engagement of Miss Evangeline
Lawrence to Mr. William Truesdale was...

...just a big joke.

- Bill, no!
- Yeah.

The great lover has been given the air.

It seems she's going to marry
a Mr. Lyman Patterson and 8 millions.

Oh, Bill!

Oh, that's awful.

Oh no, it isn't. It's dandy.
Fine and dandy.

Is she really going to marry Lyman?

Why not?

The girl tells you she loves you and...
Oh, what the... I don't know.

- Bill you need a drink.
- No, I do not.

- She couldn't have loved you.
- She must have.

I'm Truesdale, the great lover.

Isn't everything just daisy?

Well, well...

We must do something about this
fascination of ours, Bill.

Oh, you're all right.

I? Oh, yes, I'm great.

I'm just Sarah, the it girl.

Oh, how I wish men would think of me as a
human being instead of always glitz.

If they'd only talk to me
of books and flowers.

What is it Bill? Is there something
about us? Something in our voices?

I'm awfully sorry, Bill.

Awfully sorry.

Thanks, Sarah.

But...

But maybe there isn't anything
to be sorry about.

Oh... you don't really believe that.

How do you know I don't?

You're very sweet, Sarah.

You know...

I felt terrible when I first came here.

Evie's right.

It would be a mistake for me
to marry her.

She isn't the girl for me.

Good old Truesdale. He doesn't think
often, but he thinks good.

I'm serious.

So am I.

Allons, d�p�chez-vous.
Mettez-vous en ligne.

Are you husband and wife?

Sure! You can tell by the happy
expression on our faces.

- You are going to Paris?
- Oui.

Oui. Oui too.

Come in!

Entrez!

- Bon jour, monsieur.
- Bon jour, Alphonse. How are the kids?

- How about my shoes?
- Monsieur?

I left them outside the door.

You know, shoes, for the feet.

Here, I want this suit pressed
right away.

Have it back by 5 o'clock.

Cinq heures. And I want that little
tear on the sleeve fixed.

See?

Excuse me, Alphonse.
Wait a minute.

Sarah!

Sarah!

- Darling!
- Yes, dear.

What's the word for "this little tear
on the sleeve of my dinner coat"?

- What time is it?
- Uh... 12 o'clock, Paris time.

Oh, dear.

For a husband you were
certainly right last night.

If you stick to champagne you never
feel bad in the next morning.

I feel great.

Ah, but you have one more rib
than a woman, don't forget that.

What is it you wanted?

I want to tell Alphonse to fix a little tear
on the sleeve of my dinner coat.

Oh, dear, couldn't I ask him something
easier first, just to get started?

Could I ask him where is the umbrella
of my grandmother?

Yeah, and "Where are my shoes?".
A man's got to have his shoes in Paris.

- Uh... alors, gar�on.
- Madame.

Ou dans Hades sont les chasseurs
de monsieur?

- Vous d�siriez un chasseur?
- Deux.

- Deux chasseurs?
- Oui.

- You had two shoes, didn't you, darling?
- Yes... oui!

Oui. Deux chasseurs.

- Wait, attendez.
- Oui, madame.

- Alphonse will think we're Americans.
- Oh, dear, that would never do.

Well, the jokes on me.

It seems I've been asking for
two huntsmen.

One would really have been enough,
unless the other one slept on the couch.

Attendez.

Ah, voil�.

Easy.

- Alors, gar�on.
- Madame?

Ou est sont... ou sont les chaussures
de Mr. Truesdale?

Ah, oui! Les chaussures!

Vous les ai mis l� mais
malheureusement la femme de chambre...

les a mis � la chambre
de monsieur au sixi�me.

Je vais les chercher tout de suite
si vous attendez um petit instant.

- Ah, oui.
- What was that?

Well, it seems that on the sixth
of the month...

...all the orphans in this district are
taken on their annual picnic and outing...

...in honor of the discovery of radium
by Madame Curie.

- Madame Curie, n'est-ce pas?
- Madame?

Oui, Madame Curie.

So your shoes were borrowed
to complete a float...

representing the friendship between
France and America.

Either that or he said he
never saw your shoes.

Attendez, Madame.
Un petit instant.

You know, if he comes back here
with a huntsman, I'll be very angry.

- How do you feel?
- Great.

I love you.

And I love you, Mrs. Truesdale.

Even if you don't know
the word for shoe.

- Do you know what today is?
- No, what is today?

- Dad's greetings?
- It's our anniversary.

- We've been married a month today.
- Let's celebrate.

- Let's have an anniversary luncheon.
- We're going to! With Father!

- Don't you remember?
- Oh, of course.

It'll be a pleasure to have him see
what a remarkable man you married.

- When is he coming?
- Oh, Lord, I think I told him about twelve.

I can't meet your father
without my shoes.

Come in!

Entrez!

Oh, good! And uh... have that suit
pressed and the sleeve fixed.

Sarah, will you tell him?

Oh, why was I born a linguist?

Come on, Mrs. Berlitz.

- Alors, gar�on.
- Madame?

Voulez-vous �a?

Et �a? Et voil�.

Et retournez devant... non, avant...

- Five o'clock to return it?
- Oui.

- Cinq heures.
- Oui, madame.

Must be tough on you, Alphonse,
only knowing one language.

Oui, monsieur.

Goodbye, Alphonse, you old peach.

I guess I'll just amble over
to the bank and...

...see if there's any mail.

What are you expecting?
Another letter from Evie?

How did you know I had a letter
from Evie?

- I read it.
- You read...

Sure! What do you think I am,
a woman of honor?

Have you read all her letters?

- All I could get through.
- I don't think that's so hot.

Now, Bill...

...you're my husband.

Don't you think you ought to be
a little ashamed of yourself?

People don't read other people's letters.

Husbands don't correspond with
their old girls.

I'm not corresponding.
I haven't answered any of her letters.

- You haven't?
- No!

Oh, Bill, you ought to.

Let me answer them.

Oh, what's that?

Hello?

What?

New York?

Yes, I'll speak.
12:15, yes. Thank you.

Mother's calling from New York.
At $18 a minute.

Uh... Evie arrives in Paris today,
doesn't she?

I don't care where she arrives.

Don't be so emphatic, Bill,
you make me nervous.

Alright, forget it.
I've got to go.

Well, hurry right back, Bill.
I've got a surprise for you.

And when you get back
I'll have on my surprise.

- Alright.
- Here.

Here's a pretty flower for you.

There now.
Oh, Bill, this is so exciting!

Oh, Bill, I love you so very much!

Now hurry right back, Bill.
Look out for taxi cabs...

...and don't speak to French girls,
bring me something, and love me very much.

- I'll be right back.
- Just one more, Bill.

I'll be right back.

- Bill!
- Evie!

Mr. William Truesdale,
looking solid as an owl.

- Hello, Bill.
- Hello, Lyman.

- Well, well!
- How's the bride?

- What bride?
- Yours, of course.

- Yes, how's Sarah making out?
- The happiest girl in the world.

- I knew it.
- Splendid!

- Well, I'll be seeing you.
- I should hope so.

Bill, I have a million things
I must tell you.

No, better not now, dear.
Remember I have an appointment.

Well, you run along.
I'll help Bill get his mail.

- He can take me back to the hotel.
- I'll see you there for lunch.

Well, thanks, I can't stay for lunch.

Alright.

Well!
You know that...

Hello?

New York?
Yes... all ready.

Hello?

Oh, hello, Mother!

Well, isn't this wonderful?
I can hear you perfectly.

What?

I said I can hear you perfectly.

Yeah. How are you?

Oh...

Oh, that's too bad.

I said that's too bad.

It's too bad.

Oh, Bill's fine, I'm fine.

Bill's gone for the mail.

He's gone for the mail.

He's gone for the mail.

Yes.

What?

I haven't seen cousin Mable.
She's gone to Florence.

I thanked her for the water picture.

She didn't?

Oh, good heavens.
Well, I thanked her for it anyway.

Yeah... well, I'll write her a note
this afternoon.

Yes... well, I haven't had
any time, Mother.

Come in!
It's Bill, Mother.

Entrez!

It's Bill, Mother.
Come in, B...

- Father!
- Sarah, dear!

It's not Bill, Mother, it's Father.

Father.

Yes... I will, Mother.

Alright, dear, thanks for calling.
Goodbye, dear...

What?

He's gone for the mail!

Yes... Goodbye, dear.
Goodbye.

Father!

My daughter, my little married daughter.

Oh, Father!

Oh, it's so good to see you.

Bill had to go out for a minute.
He'll be right back.

Oh, Father, flowers!
How sweet of you.

And those beautiful roses last night.

- Bill loved them too.
- You're well, dear? You look very well.

I'm fine, Father, and you?
Do you still have those old headaches?

- Oh, you. Do you remember those?
- Of course I do. Sit down, darling.

- And your mother. Is your mother well?
- Yes, Mother's fine, She's fine.

She gave a wonderful wedding.

That's one wedding I hated to miss.

I thought of you all day long, Father.

I needed you so.

I read about it.

That... what was the name
of that church?

- St. Timothy's.
- That's it, St. Timothy's.

Does St. Timothy's smell just the same?
- Yes, just the same.

I wonder what can be keeping Bill.
Excuse me, Father, just a minute.

Will you get me the mail delivery
department at the Banker's Trust, please?

Thank you.

Oh, Father, this is grand!
Now tell me what you've been doing.

Well, this morning, for example, I occupied
myself with a few small purchases.

I thought I should like to make some...

...slight contribution on behalf
of the French Republic.

Oh, Father.

Oh, Father!

Pearls.

Oh, how lovely.

Father, you oughtn't to have done it.

Well, I... I thought perhaps that...

- ...Bill might like a little something.
- Oh, Father, how sweet of you.

I'm determined that that young man
shall approve of me.

Bill will love you.
Why doesn't he come? It's so embarrassing.

I'll just put these right here
by the phone. Bill loves surprises.

I've got one for him too.
A new dress.

- Well, don't you think I've improved?
- Well, I hope not.

- I was very fond of that little girl.
- With all her faults?

With all her faults.
I don't ever want her to change.

What do you mean change, Father?

As you have always put at the end
of your letters.

- "Don't ever change".
- I'll tell you, my dear.

I want you always to be the Sarah
I knew as a child.

That Sarah had many rare qualities.

My urging you not to change
was sort of a prayer.

When I learned you were to be married I...
I tried to write you about this.

I tried to say marriage is a compromise...

...in which people sometimes sacrifice
qualities...

...from which they should never part.

They lose grace.

Often love becomes so important
to them...

...that they become cowards
through fear of losing it.

I don't want that to happen to you.

That's what I meant when I said...

"Don't change, my darling,
don't ever change."

Father...

- The old original boxcars, eh?
- Yes, sir, just the same.

Bartender. Two more,
make them the same.

Bill, I want to talk to you.

Well, why not?

Well, how can I, when you keep edging
away from me...

- ...as if you thought I might bite you?
- Wouldn't you?

What do you think?

That you would.

Well, hadn't we better get going?

Yes, Bill.

- Georges, two more champagne cocktails.
- Yes, sir, right away.

Wee, I'm having the time of my life.

- I don't care if we never go home.
- Me too.

You know, these tours are
so educational. I mean...

- They broaden one so.
- Yeah, travel sure broadens one.

Well, it opened my eye.

Is she plastered.

Oh!

You know, we are going to have
a charming married life.

We are going to have a charming
married life?

We are g...

Oh...

Would you have some more
brandy, Father?

Oh, thank you, my dear.

You can certainly hold it, Father.

The result of years of application
and never watching the clock.

Please go on, dear.

Well uh...

When we were in Venice
we ran into the Lowrys

Venice is an extremely beautiful city.

Oh, I've said all that before.
Father, I'm so sorry.

You're not interested, dear.
You don't have to stay any longer.

But I've telephoned, dear,
that I should be a trifle late and...

...tomorrow will do just as well.

Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow.

That's Shakespeare, isn't it?

- It doesn't matter.
- Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow.

No, I don't seem to remember it.

- Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow.
- It doesn't matter, Father.

Oh, did I tell you that the Guerneys
are living in Cannes now?

No. Isn't that nice, Father?
Isn't that nice?

Tell me about the Guerneys.

Well, Mr. Guerney, it seems,
is interested...

in some sort of agricultural chemical
manufactures near Indianapolis.

He is the inventor, or possibly
not the inventor,

but the user of a very
interesting process...

...by which certain chemical salts
are extracted from the ground.

I believe it's called
the Northcliff process.

- Oh, yes, the Northcliff process.
- I think it's the Northcliff process.

He's explained it to me several times.

Still I can't be certain...

- Why doesn't he come, Father?
- There, there, dear.

- I'm so frightened.
- I'm sure nothing can have happened to him.

Oh, come, come, dear.

Come, come..

Hotel Sav... Savoy.

Mr. William Truesdale's suite, please.

Hello?

Well, what a wild shot
you turned out to be.

Oh, I'm glad to have known you.
Where do you want your suitcases sent?

Say, why don't you come around sometime
and meet your new father-in-law?

Get to know your wife's family.

Who is that with you?
The beautiful Evie?

I thought so.
Well, you needn't bring...

Oh, hello, Evie.

Well, isn't this lovely.

Oh, I'm crazy to see you.

Why don't you and Bill come
around sometime?

Oh, of course I'm not angry with him.
What nonsense.

No, I'm dying to see you.
Come around now.

Bring Bill with you.
Fine, I'm crazy to see you, goodbye.

- Everything alright, dear?
- Oh, great, yes. Everything's just dandy.

Bill ran into an old friend
and forgot about lunch.

Must have had a good time.

I like to see young people
have a good time.

I'm glad he wasn't run over, though.
No, I'm not!

I wish he would have been.
It would have served him right.

Oh, Father, I'm so sorry.
Please forgive him.

Of course, although I'm afraid
I really can't wait.

No, of course not. He doesn't deserve
to meet you. You've been a darling.

Well, I think I might have
a little let down now.

Come on, Father. Let's have some wine.

Let's celebrate. Bill's triumphant return.
He who was lost.

The bar, please.

This is Mrs. Truesdale, room 184.
Will you send up some champagne, please.

Oh, I don't know uh...
Enough for three, I think.

- Can't you possibly stay, Father?
- Unfortunately.

Enough for three.
Two ladies and a gentleman.

Yes, have it very cold, please.
Very cold, for a very cold gentleman.

- Oh, Father, I wish you could stay.
- It's alright, dear.

I'd like you to meet Bill's idea
of a wonderful girl.

Oh, my dear, what a wonderful girl.

Oh, Father, he's been so naughty.
Please forgive him.

Let's both forgive him, what do you say?

God bless you, Father.
You've been so sweet.

- I'll see you tonight.
- Yes, Sarah.

- Oh, tell Bill I was sorry I couldn't wait.
- Yes, dear, I will.

- You're still my daughter.
- You think so?

I do. Always stay that way, won't you,
dear? Promise your father?

I promise, Father.

- See you tonight.
- Goodbye.

Goodbye, dear.

Hotel Savoy.

Come in!

Entrez!

Just put it on the table, Jules.

Put it on the table?
Alright, I'll put it on the table.

Johnny!

The same. But you are
Mrs. William Truesdale.

- Johnny, what a surprise!
- Surprise?

- Didn't they telephone you I was coming up?
- No.

- Well, I'll go down and come up again.
- You do nothing of the sort.

Oh, Johnny!
Oh, this is too amusing.

Amusing?

I mean, it's wonderful, but... but...
this time...

Oh, I could die laughing!

Well, anything to amuse you, Sarah.

Johnny, my old boyhood friend.
Oh, I'm so glad to see you.

- You're glad to see me, huh?
- Of course I am!

- Come and sit down.
- How's your husband? Where is he?

Oh, he's fine. He'll be here in a minute.
Sit down.

Yes... what am I going to do
when he comes back?

- Jump out of a window or something?
- Oh, no...

- I know these husbands.
- Sit down, sit down.

- Oh, dear...
- How is Bill?

He's great, fine...
Will you have something to drink?

We have champagne coming up.

- Champagne?
- Uh-huh.

Well, what is this, a brothel?

No, I'm celebrating.
It's my anniversary.

- How's Bill treating you?
- Oh, great, great.

Not a mark on my beautiful white body
and we've been married a month.

- Oh, remarkable, remarkable.
- Oh, yes, incredible.

Where is this... Bill.

Uh, he... he... he went for the mail.

Oh, he went... I see.

- Well, I've gone for mail, that's all right.
- He went for the mail.

You ought to try matrimony, Johnny.

Yeah, only my girl went off
and got married.

- Have you got a new girl?
- Oh, I don't know. Have I?

Yes, I have. And a nice girl,
a very lovely girl.

She's a debutante. She came out
in the bar at Zelli's.

Oh!

Oh, and it was so romantic the way
I happened to meet her.

I just took out my pocketbook
and there she was.

Oh, Johnny.

If you ever love anybody but me,
I'll never forgive you.

- Hey, I've never said I loved you.
- I know.

- Why didn't you?
- Why didn't I what?

Oh, what a conscience.
Come in! Entrez!

Ah, the drinkies.
Will you just put it there, please?

What's... what's this?
Who's coming?

I... I asked Evie to drop in.

- You asked Evie?
- Yeah.

- Evie Lawrence?
- Yes. Why not?

- My dear, my dear.
- Oh, why not?

Well, well...

Is... Bill still sore at Evie?

What's Bill got to be sore at, stoop?

Didn't he marry a much better girl?

Hm, well...
# the girls grow tall in Kansas #

# The girls grow tall in Kansas... #

Oh, come along, let's celebrate.

# The boys grow small #
# But the gals grow tall in Kansas #

I saw Evie this morning.

- Oh, yes?
- Hm-hmm.

How did she look?
Terrible, I hope.

I think she's gaining a little weight.

Oh!

Oh, isn't that a shame?

Terrible, terrible.

- Did Bill have lunch with Evie?
- Of course.

- Hm-hmm...
- Have some wine.

My, my, my...

You're drinking now and everything.

Oh, yes, I've changed terribly,
don't you think?

Can't make out. You seem
a little um...

...shall I say distrait.

- Do I?
- Yeah.

You never liked Bill, did you, Johnny?

Sarah.

I could tell by your letter.

- You didn't want me to marry him.
- Sarah!

- This is a little embarrassing, isn't it?
- Nonsense, Johnny.

We're awfully old friends.

I loved your letter.

It was the only one that was honest.

Yeah? Well, I was a little drunk
when I wrote it.

Are you backing out?

No.

No, I meant every word I said.

I'm awfully fond of you, Johnny.

It's mutual, kid.

- What?
- Nothing.

I'll tell you some day.

Tell me now.

Tell me now.

Give it to me for a wedding present.

I gave you a wedding present.
It cost me 78 bucks.

- Well, I wrote you a polite note.
- A very dull note.

Well, I didn't know what the
present had cost.

- Here we are.
- Here we are.

- Hooray, the war is over!
- The war has just begun.

- Hello, Evie, you're so lovely!
- I'm so glad to see you.

Hello, Johnny.

- Why, Sarah, you've got my dress on!
- Yes, isn't it becoming to us?

Well, they told me...
I'm furious!

Oh, don't be, Evie.
It looks much better on you.

- Come along, have something to drink.
- Say, what's going on here?

Well, as a matter of fact, I was just
making love to your wife.

- I was trying to get her to leave you, Bill.
- Is that nice on my honeymoon?

I've been telling Johnny how
you beat me.

- Does Lyman beat you often, Evie?
- Often enough.

Where is Lyman, by the way?

- Oh, he's somewhere.
- That must be a comfort.

- Here, Evie.
- Oh, we had so much... at lunch.

Oh, yes, I forgot.
You were celebrating.

- Here, Bill.
- Thanks.

Johnny and I were celebrating too,
weren't we, Johnny?

- Celebrating what?
- My anniversary.

- I've been married a month today.
- Well, that's a strange coincidence.

So have I.

Oh, I'm awfully sorry about
luncheon, dear.

I really tried to telephone.

Well, I had a beautiful chat with Father
and a nice talk with Johnny.

- Well, you see, Evie wanted to show me...
- Yes, I know.

- Here, Johnny.
- I was looking for a present for you.

Father brought a present for you too.
It's over there on the desk...

Well, to Evie and Lyman.

# No use trying to give me the air #

Well, I thinks it's a regular party, huh?

Hello?
The bar, please.

Well, if no one else wants to,
to Bill and that lucky girl, Sarah.

Some champagne, please.
How much?

Send all you've got.

Well, Sarah, here are the drawings
of the old farmhouse.

Oh, Johnny, it's lovely.

- I hope Bill likes it.
- Oh, he's sure to.

I love it.

I've been working on these plans
for a month, since we left Paris.

- When can we move in.
- Oh, a couple of months.

Hooray!

Do you see that? Johnny Coles,
my favorite architect.

See that? Mrs. William Truesdale,
my favorite client.

Very good.

Well, you've done a swell job, Sarah.

You did it.

Well, I didn't find all these doodads
to put around.

Well, you made the places for them.

Yeah.

It's been a lot of fun, Sarah.

Fun! I've never had so much fun
in my life.

Neither has Bill.

Gee, I wish I had a home like this.

Why don't you get married?

- No gal.
- What?

Still no girls?

Still faithful to you, Sarah.

Anyhow, I think I'll wait and see
how the new couple's marriage turns out.

Lyman and Evie don't seem
to be so happy.

Really?
That's interesting news.

- Where'd you pick that up?
- Oh, I don't know.

Somebody saw them the other night.

Said Evie looked most unhappy.

Did she?

Bill hasn't mentioned it.

Yeah, well...

- Well, why don't you say it?
- Say what?

That she wouldn't be unhappy
while she was with Bill.

And don't look at me like that.

No... I didn't even know
that Bill ever...

- ...saw Evie.
- Oh, he can't help seeing Evie.

Sarah...

- Is Evie coming to the party tonight?
- No.

I made sure of that.

Sarah, are you losing your
sense of humor?

- Yes... No!
- Alright.

I must go home and change my clothes.

Don't you think a week from
tomorrow night...

...would be a good night for the
housewarming, Bill?

Sure.

- Who should we ask?
- Oh, you know...

Anyone you want I might
have overlooked?

No, I don't think so.

Oh, there's Evie and Lyman.

I thought Evie wasn't coming
here tonight.

- Oh, sure.
- Did you see her today?

Why, yes, I bumped into her.

Oh, you bumped into her.

Shall we ask Evie and Lyman
to the housewarming?

Why, sure.

I want the housewarming
to be good and warm.

You shouldn't talk like that, Sarah.

If Evie heard, it might hurt
her feelings.

- Oh, that would be just too bad.
- Why, you know it would.

Well, until you get that cat
that ate the canary look,

I'll try to like Evie.

Atta girl.

But you never can tell how an attempt
like that can turn out.

I've tried to like spinach for years.

- It's hot in here.
- What do you say we go outside?

All right.

Sarah, would you and Bill mind
if I went home now?

- You're not going home, Lyman?
- Yes, it's really late.

Evie will want to stay till
the bitter end.

- Yes, yes, of course.
- She's having a good time, but...

I've got to be downtown
early in the morning.

I'm sure you and Bill will look
after her.

- Of course, Lyman.
- Don't you think that's a good idea?

Considering the energy
I'll need in the morning.

- Good night, Sarah.
- Good night.

Say good night to the others,
won't you?

Yes, I will. Good night, Lyman.

You seem to be having
a good time too.

Yeah. And what are you
doing out here?

- Oh, I like it out here.
- You were bored inside?

No, I just think I'll stay
out here and think.

Oh, think, huh?

Don't let that frighten you.

Well, I'm going in.
I have to go in.

I'm supposed to dance with Liz.

And after I've danced with Liz
I'm going home.

I can't remember any other
obligations I have.

Please don't go home yet, Johnny.

- I'm having a rotten time.
- Please don't go.

Alright, kid.
Johnny come back.

Gee, the water's great.

It's alright when you get used to it.

- Not a drop of salt water in it.
- Thank you, Bill.

You should have been a lifeguard.

That's an idea.

Oh, I know about lifeguards.

- Are you cold?
- Not now.

Well, I must be getting old.
I'm tired.

Tired, I'm dead.

You didn't drive very fast.

Oh, no, lots of times the speedometer
was way down to eighty.

I'm sorry, I didn't realize
I was going so fast.

- It's alright.
- Sarah...

Where is there something to drink?

Oh, it's in here.
I'll just bring out something to eat.

Would you like a drink, Les, Liz?

- Thanks.
- Certainly.

- What's the matter with him?
- What's the matter with everybody?

I tell you I'm worried stiff
about Sarah.

And what I'd like to do
to Bill and Evie!

They were disgusting tonight.
Everybody was talking about them.

Yes, but you know...

I tell you, you can only drive
that girl so far.

She threw a bowl of goldfish
at Mother once.

- Missed?
- Yes.

That's too bad.

She doesn't look to be
in the throwing mood to me.

That's what worries me.
If she'd only get sore, I could...

- Oh, thanks.
- Thanks.

Sarah, you look tired.

- That's good.
- You don't at all. You look great.

- Yeah, I'll bet I do.
- You make me feel I married the wrong sister.

Would you like to trade, Liz?

Bill would make you a wonderful husband.

You'd know where he was
all the time.

Listen to her.

At least you'd know where he was
if Evie was around.

For heaven's sake, snap out of it.

Liz, take your husband out
and feed him.

- What about you, kid.
- I'm not hungry.

Now don't argue with old Doctor Crawford.
He knows when you're hungry

Let me see your tongue.

Ah! Excessive hunger.
Now strip.

Oh, doctor, you go on.

Atta girl, atta Sarah.

I guess you're not the only funny
one in this family.

- No, I guess not.
- We ought to get up a vaudeville act.

We could do sawing a woman in two.
We can saw Liz in two.

Oh, you'd only give one
performance at that.

Or is there somebody else you'd
like to have sawed in two?

Yes.

You win.

No fooling.

Well, what are we having here?
Gloom on toast?

Oh, this is charming, Sarah.

Yes, we remodeled it from
an old cowshed.

Lovely!

- How does that go?
- Hm?

Oh.

- Is that it?
- That's it.

I'm glad that was it.

# That lovely work of someone who dares #

# The same thing over again #

# Is what is posed of what is to lose #

# Because their love is vain #

# So when I find my lad I'll choose #

# The same thing over again #

Sarah!

What have you been doing all night?

I've been sitting by the fire
with an apple and a good book.

Look at your tie.
And your hair.

Come here.

- No, don't.
- Come here.

- Look behind the ears, Evie.
- Before you leap.

- Turn on the radio.
- There's nothing on.

Oh, I want to dance.
Play something, Johnny.

Dear boy.

- Mind if I dance with your husband, Sarah?
- Oh, my dear!

Where's Johnny going?

Poor Johnny,
I feel so sorry for Johnny.

- Let's go and cheer him up, hm?
- It'll take a better man than I am, Gunga Din.

I never laughed so hard in my life.

Yeah, well I'm glad somebody
can laugh around here.

Who was that attractive couple?

Oh, I'm sorry, Sarah. I should have
introduced you.

I supposed of course you knew
each other.

That was a Mr. William Truesdale.
Your husband, you know.

- Oh, yes, my husband.
- A very attractive young man, too.

Married to Liz Crawford's sister Sarah.

Very interesting girl, Sarah.

Plays the flute beautifully,
they say.

Liz, why did I marry Bill?

Bill's alright, Sarah.

- I'm licked.
- Sarah, that doesn't mean anything.

It's just one of those affairs.

An affair. Oh, I hate that word,

Les, I don't see why marriages have
to end in a series of affairs.

Why can't marriage be decent?

Les, I love Bill.
I'll give Bill everything I've got.

What'll you have, Evie?

Oh, where have you been all evening?

Where have I been?
Oh, Bill, you're wonderful.

- Drink, Sarah?
- No, thanks.

Evie said you were with Lyman.

I'm having an affair with Lyman.

A desperate affair.

- He practically held my hand all evening.
- Practically? That's Lyman, alright.

He wants me to have lunch with him.

Aren't you jealous?

Of Lyman? Don't make me laugh.

- Poor Lyman.
- He gets along alright.

Eight million dollars can't be wrong.

- A lot of good it does him.
- I could use some of it.

Oh, Bill, you wouldn't want
Lyman's money too.

Too?

Yes. Isn't it usually your money
or your wife?

Sarah, why do you insist on spoiling
a perfectly good evening?

- You spoiled mine.
- I didn't mean to.

Bill...

How much longer am I going to
have to put up with you and Evie?

- Oh, that's silly.
- It's not silly.

It is silly.

But Bill, don't you see
what it's doing to me?

- Well, it oughtn't.
- Yes, but it is.

Now, Bill, I want to be a sport
about this.

I can't stand not knowing
what you're thinking or doing.

I'm not doing anything.

Oh, Bill, I wish you'd talk to me.

I wish you'd treat me as your wife.

- I wish you'd love me.
- I love you.

Then why do you make me
so unhappy?

Don't you realize what
I'm going through?

- Well, you oughtn't.
- But I am.

Oh, Bill, don't be like this.

- I love you so, I love you so...
- Oh, Sarah, look, come on!

- Bill, you used to love me.
- Sarah, for heaven's sake, snap out of it.

I need you so, I need you so.

This is the most ridiculous exhibition
I've ever seen.

Come on, let's go in the other
room and forget it. Come on.

- Oh, go on, Bill.
- But darling, don't you see...

- I'll come in a minute.
- Well...

Go on, please.

Oh, God!

- I'm as hungry as a she-wolf.
- So am I.

What's the matter?

I can't get a thing.
Everybody must be dead.

I'm not.

What's wrong, Sarah?

Sarah?

What's wrong, Sarah?

Oh...

- Everything's wrong.
- Yeah... everything.

Of course everything's wrong.

You can't go on like this, dear.

- No...
- It isn't right, it isn't fair.

- Bill doesn't love you, Sarah.
- How do you know?

Bill doesn't love you, Sarah, or he wouldn't
do the things to you he's doing.

Bill did love me.

I love you now, Sarah.

I want you to be happy.

- If I went with you...
- It would be life.

Life for both of us.

Oh, life...

And I love you so much.

I love you so much that I...

I can't do without you, Sarah.

I need you.

I need... I need you, Sarah.

Johnny.

Will you get up, Johnny, I can't bear
to see you on your knees.

Johnny, get up, please.

Sit there.

Now promise me something.

Promise me you'll never go
on your knees to anyone again.

I've just been on my knees.

People don't want that.

- But I love you, Sarah.
- I know you do, Johnny, but...

...love mustn't make you beg.

Oh, Johnny, we've both been
so wrong.

I didn't realize how wrong until I saw
you on your knees just now.

That made me see.

We're not beggars, Johnny.

- I don't understand.
- I know, Johnny, but you will.

That's all I can say.

That's all my father could say
when I didn't understand.

Love is a compromise, he said.

Love is a compromise in which
people sometimes lose grace.

I've lost grace, Johnny.

That must never happen to you, dear.

You're much too fine.

What's going to become of Sarah?

I'm going to be alright.

You've done something for me.

I can't understand it quite but...
I feel strangely free.

As though I'd wakened from
a bad dream.

You've given me back something.

I shall always remember you for that.

And love you.

- Goodbye, dear.
- Now don't feel sorry.

No, no, you're what counts.

You, yourself.

Don't need people.

You've got yourself.

I think I'd better go then.

Goodbye, Johnny.

You're a dear, dear person.

God bless you

Oh, Sarah, have an oeuf.

Well, anyhow, have an egg
in French.

Les, I'd like to talk to Bill... alone.

What about? You can tell me,
I'm married.

Oh, Liz, haven't I been
too disgusting?

- No, what have you done.
- What have I done?

What have I done?

I've groveled, I've begged.

I've felt sorry for myself,
I've cried about myself.

- Well, what of it?
- What of it?

Oh, Liz, everything of it!

I've had no courage, I've had no pride.

I've been humble, I've been meek.

I've taken insults from people.

I've let people walk over me.

I've let Evie walk over me.

- Evie, that...
- Sarah!

- Oh, I must see Bill.
- But Sarah...

Oh, this is so wonderful!
It's all come back to me.

Well, that's great.
What's come back to you?

Everything, my sense for one thing.

- You don't mean to say it's the old Sarah?
- Yes, I think so.

Well, well, glad to see you back.
We certainly missed you. Have a nice trip?

- An awful trip.
- We got your postcards.

Tel us all about it.

Well, the first day out I fell in love
with one of the sailors.

Well, just in time. Sarah's been telling
us about her love affairs.

- Oh, yeah?
- Fix your tie again.

As I was saying, I fell in love
with one of the sailors.

Did I ever tell you about love, Les?
- No, tell us about love!

Oh, love is a wonderful thing.
Love makes the birds sing,

love makes the grass grow,
loves good for cold in the head,

the grip, neuralgia, constipation,
a tired feeling...

- Sarah!
- And it tickles!

My friends, love does wonders.

I know a little girl who took one bottle
and it went right to her knees!

Now take our cheaper brand of love,
a number 4 brand,

for unfortunate young husbands.

One swallow of it and they see
their old girls again.

Two swallows and they forget
their wives.

- Bill, that's enough.
- Three swallows and they become lambs...

...to be led around.
This is our cheapest brand.

- Sarah!
- Bill, take me home now.

Is she drunk?

Well...

I bet that was a fairly cheap
thing to do.

- Oh, I don't know. You certainly had cause.
- Oh no, I didn't.

Sarah, you're not going to go
noble on us.

- Oh, please, darling, don't go noble.
- Oh, Liz, you stoop, do I look noble?

Les, would you ask Bill
to come in just a minute.

I wouldn't do that, kid.

I certainly wouldn't, at least
not right now, Sarah.

Yes, right now.
Oh, I know what's on your mind.

I know what divorce would mean
to both of you.

This marriage is something
I got myself into...

...and I'll see it through if Bill
will give me a chance.

But I've got to see it through
on different terms.

I agree, but this may not be just
the time. If you can just let it slide.

- No, I can't let it slide.
- You're tired, Sarah.

I'm not tired. I feel great.

And it's something I've got to do
now or never.

Won't you wait until tomorrow?

I guess it'll be now.

Les, will you and Liz let me talk
to Sarah for a moment?

Certainly, Bill.

I guess it's up to us to get out
the photograph albums.

See you later, kids.

- Look here, Sarah.
- Yes, sir.

Have you been drinking?
- No, sir. Cross my heart.

- This isn't funny, this is serious.
- You just let me know, Bill.

If you've been drinking,
I can understand it.

- You want to smell my breath?
- I want to give you every chance.

That's right, be fair to me, Bill.

Listen, Sarah, there are some things
I do not expect my wife to do.

There are a good many more she does not
expect her husband to do.

Never again, so long as you live,

do I want you to do a thing like that
in front of other people.

All right, then what?

It wasn't so much your making fun of Evie,
but it was the way you did it.

All right, then what?

You made fun of Evie
and you made fun of me.

And that hurt.

You made fun of me
and you made fun of love.

You talked about our love.
That's all it means to you.

One moment I find you crying
about how much you love me.

- Go on.
- Then I come back...

...and the whole thing is
a joke to you.

- A joke on me.
- No, the joke is on me.

Oh, you must have been drunk.

So help me, Sarah, if our love and our
marriage is that much of a joke to you...

- What?
- Well, I don't see any point...

...in going on with it.

I'm not even thinking about that just now.

At this moment marriage is
of no importance to me...

...and neither is love.

Sarah, you don't mean that.

Would you like to know what love's
done to me, Bill?

Love's made me a small person.

A weak and cowardly person.

I based my whole life on this marriage.

I clung to it like a greedy child.

I loved you.

My one fear was losing you.

I became bitter, and resentful,
and churlish.

I snarled at Evie and I cursed at you.

And tonight I turned beggar.

- I begged you to love me.
- It wasn't as bad as all that.

Oh, I saw love tonight, Bill.

I saw it for the first time.

And I know not that love
needs dependence.

Poignant dependence.

It needs so much from the loved one.

It was the need I felt for you
tonight when I went begging.

- Sarah...
- That need is gone now, Bill.

It's strange that anything so overpowering
should vanish so suddenly.

But it has.

I'm alone again but I'm not lonely.

My love doesn't need you any longer.

But you don't seem to realize
that marriage isn't...

- Marriage isn't what?
- Well...

Well, whatever marriage is, Bill,

it isn't more important than something
that's inside of me that's been dying.

Nothing is.
I'm sorry.

These seem to be all in order.

Sarah, dear.

Your certificate of residence in Paris.

The affidavit of your witnesses.

And your divorce complaint.

These, madame, you sign.

All these papers for one little divorce?

- Where do I...
- On the line, please.

(singing in bathroom)

- Who's in my bathroom?
- Truesdale, the great lover.

Oh, yes. I remember you.

But thanks, for the visit.
Goodbye.

Oh, Sarah, please wait,
I want to talk to you.

- I man can't talk in a bathtub.
- Is your head under water?

- No.
- Too bad.

I'll return after you've gone.

Oh, Sarah, please wait.

- Bon jour, madame.
- Oh!

- Les bagages.
- Ah, oui. Entrez, entrez.

- Le camion est en bas, madame.
- La grande male, les bagages...

- Camion, oui?
- Oui, madame.

Alons, alons.

Voil�, une valise encore ice, c'est �a.

Madame, je vais m'occuper de vos bagages,
de vos billets, votre passe est reserv�...

tout � la fois.

Je vous souhaite un bon vojage.
C'est charmant... c'est �a... merci...

- Oh, pardon, madame, excusez moi.
- Non, c'est bien.

Bon soir, madame.

Sarah, is this any way to treat
your husband?

You're not my husband.
At least you won't be long.

I've come all the way to Paris just to...

Well, why did you?
I left you the whole United States.

Oh, I was a fool, Sarah.
It was all my fault.

No, it wasn't your fault, Bill.

It wasn't anybody's fault.

You married me on the rebound.

It was as much my fault as yours.

I shouldn't have married you.

I should have known you didn't love me.

Maybe I didn't, until after you left me.

But I do love you now, Sarah.

How's Evie?

I haven't seen Evie since that night.

Besides, she's going to have a baby.

- Oh, that's why you left New York.
- No!

Aw, Sarah. I left because I couldn't
stand it any longer without you.

I love you, Sarah. I love you,
and you're all I love.

Let's try again.

Please let me try again.

Hello?

Oh, hello, darling.
Pardon me.

Hello, dear. Yes, I've just been
waiting for your call.

I know, angel.

Yes, I'm all ready.

The trunks have gone.

Sarah... this is your father.

Oh, we'll have a grand time.

Did you get the compartment?

- Fine.
- Am I supposed to go somewhere with you?

I'll be there in a few minutes.

Oh, no, you mustn't stop by
here for me, no...

Well, the place is all clotted up.

- No, I'll pick you up at your hotel, dear.
- But, Sarah...

You are speaking to your father.

Goodbye, darling.

Goodbye, Bill.

Goodbye, Sarah.

Oh, Bill!

I want you.

I don't know why.

There are so many more
attractive men.

Yes, dear, but I'm Truesdale,
the great lover.

Subtitles: Lu�s Filipe Bernardes.