All language subtitles for Penny.Serenade.1941.iNTERNAL.BDRip.x264-MARS.ENGA

Don't play that, Applejack.

I was meant for....

- I'm leaving.
- Julie!

Would you go down to the station
and get me a ticket on the 11:00?

And cash that cheque for me.

Smith will do it for you.

And I'd like you to drive me
to the train.

Julie, you'd better think this over.

I have been thinking it over,
Applejack.

I've been thinking about it for days.

You and Roger have been
married a long time.

We don't need each other anymore.

When that happens to two people...

nothing left.

# You were meant for me. #

# I was meant for you. #

# for you... for you... for... #

# You were meant for me. #

# I was meant for you. #

# for you... for you... for you... #

# You're like a plaintiff melody. #

# That never lets me free. #

# For I'm content the angels
must have sent you #

# and they meant you just for me. #

What can I do for you?

- The record department.
- They're right here.

How about that one up there,
that book?

- Beethoven?
- Yes, the furthest one, see?

Number seven.

Oh, you keep them down here.

- Needles?
- No, no.

- Who plays the sheet music here?
- I do.

-Oh, you do that?
-Hm-hmm.

-Would you mind playing that for me?
-Certainly, I'd be glad to.

# ...plaintiff melody. #

# And I'm content the angels
must have sent you #

# and they meant you just for me. #

New tune, isn't it?

I beg your pardon?

It's a new tune.

Oh, I didn't hear you.
Yes, it just came in.

-Would be nice to dance to.
-It is.

-What's on the other side?
- It's another new one.

- Would you mind playing it for me?
- No.

This way.

# For I'm content the angels
must have sent you #

# and they meant you just for me. #

- Good night.
- Good night.

Buy a flower, mister.

I'm going this way, honest.

I'm going this way, too, honest.

- What's the matter?
- Nothing.

- I live here, that's all.
- Oh.

- Well, good night.
- Good night.

Oh...

Would you mind if I ask you
a personal question?

Guess not.

- Have you got a victrola inside?

Why, yes, of course.

Would you let me hear this one?

Otherwise I'll have to take it home
and imagine how it sounds.

- Don't you have a machine at home?
- No.

Well, why on earth did you buy 27...?

# In my dreams it seems #

# your face is near to me... #

# and it's dear to me #

# oh, it's just a memory. #

What are you thinking about?

That it's our song they're playing.

At least that's what you said
when we were dancing.

What are you thinking about?

Oh, just wishing.

Wishing I could be with you
every day like this.

I mean, I wish everyday could be
a holiday like this.

I mean, never have to go back home,
never have to go to work.

It would be perfect, wouldn't it?

- What's it say?
- Oh, nothing. It's silly.

- Come on.
- No, really. It' s silly.

Those things are a lot of bunk,
they never come true.

Go on, beat it.

You don't like kids very much,
do you?

Oh, I like them, all right,
except when they're pests.

- What does it say?
- Hm?

- Come on.
- Oh, nothing, nothing.

Come on, tell me.

Come on.

Unromantic.

I thought you said we'd have
the place to ourselves.

Oh, just the ocean.
The beach I couldn't get.

Hey, you're doing all right.

Two or three more lessons
and you'll be able to swim.

You can almost float now.

When your arms are holding me up.

When you're with me, you're safe.

I don't know whether it's safe or not.

I'm darned if I do either.

It must be getting late.
Let's get dressed.

No, there's plenty of time.

I'm thinking about that last train home.

Come on, Roger.
Get dressed.

All right.///

..

...

Joe Connor is here, yet?

Yes.

Joe!

Hi, Joe!
Hello, Homer!

Just off the boat!

Julie, had Jack called ?
That's none of your bussiness!

You don't have to bite my head off!
Oh, I'm sorry!

It may have called, or someting!

He said he may get out for a story.

Julie, has he ever said anything?
You know what I mean..

No, not right now.
That's what I thought.

Men never say anything,
you must drag it out of them

Applejack!

Let me take your things!

Put them someplace where
I can grab them faster.

I don't belong here.

Of course you belong here.
Didn't I invite you?

Come on in and meet
some of my friends.

Night's cold...
Is there a drink in the house?

Right off the boat.
That's what the bootlegger said.

- Did he say what boat?
- Well, what boat would you like?

We have all the labels.
Come on, help yourself.

-You?
- Never use it.

You know, this party
may turn out all right at that.

- Where's Roger?
-I thought maybe you'd know.

You're crazy about that reporter,
aren't you?

I'm sort of fond of him.

That's bad.

I hate seeing a nice girl like you
getting mixed up with a newspaper man.

Gosh, you never know
what they're up to.

They can get away with anything,
alibiing their work.

It's a lot of fun docking around
interviewing chorus girls

and all that sort of thing.

You think it's swell getting married...

Applejack, don't worry about me.
I don't need any advice.

I never even thought
about getting married.

- No fooling?
- No fooling.

- Well I've been worried sick.
- About what?

I've been telling him for six months
if he doesn't keep away from you

he'll find himself married.

Julie, I've got to talk to you
right away.

Hello!When dd you get here?
I wanna talk to you!

It's something important to you
Where can we be alone?

Why alone, I'm having fun.

Don't be angry, Julie.
A lot has happened.

That's not a reason to leave from a party,
just before the midnight!

I'm sorry, but I have a million things to do.

I wanna tell you everything.

I've had a real break.

Flynn quit his job over in Tokyo.
He's our Japanese correspondent.

He got fed up with the assignment,
or the weather, or something.

Imagine the spot that left the paper in.

Only one man in the Orient
and he walked out on the job.

Darling, you're cold.
Here, put this around you.

I'm just so excited.

There you are.

You're going to take his place?

That's what they want me to do.

I've got a ticket here for a train
that leaves at 3:00 a.m.

Gets me to San Francisco just in time
to catch the next boat for Yokohama.

I can't believe it yet, Julie.
Imagine them picking me.

You're able, Roger.
You have ability.

Anybody can see that.

You're going, hm?

That's what I want
to talk to you about, honey.

It's a good salary.
Two-year contract.

And I'm more or less my own boss.

It's the kind of opportunity
I've always wanted.

So look, dear, I was wondering...

Listen, little boy.
Of course I want you to go.

If that's what's worrying you,
please don't think...

No, I wasn't worrying about that.

I knew you'd want me
to take the job, sure.

But, Julie...

let's get married.

Let's get married right away, tonight.

I'll be able to send for you in three months.
I'll have the money then.

Three months?
Why the rush to get married now?

Well, do you think I'm going to let
a funny little redhead

like you run around loose here?

Suppose some other fellow
came along...

Oh, Julie, I've got to have you.

Until death do us part?

Till death do us part.

Happy New Year!

Happy New Year!

Happy New Year!

I've got a cab waiting.
All we have to do is sign a license.

Happy New Year!

For richer or poorer...

For richer or poorer.

in sickness and in health,

In sickness and in health,

to love and to cherish,

to love and to cherish,

till death do us part.

till death do us part.

All aboard.
The ticket.

We made it.

- Well, good bye, Applejack.
- Good bye, boy.

- Keep an eye on Julie for me.
- I sure will, boy.

So long, Dot.
Take good care of her.

I will.

Good bye.

Good bye, darling.

Excuse me a minute.

-Wait for me.
-All right.

Oh, Roger, I can't say good bye.

Here you are, sir.

Thank you.

It's not good bye, darling.
It's just see you later.

-Is there anything I can do
for you, boss?

-How soon does the train pull out?
- In about three minutes, sir.

Thank you.

Well, Mrs. Adams.

Mrs. Adams!
Sounds strange.

Not strange.
It sounds great.

- Does sound great, doesn't it
- Yes, darling.

There's something about a train.

I don't know whether it's the way
it looks or the way it smells, or what it is.

It always makes me feel
I want to be off somewhere.

I know, darling. I always feel
the same way.

Oh, Roger,
I wish this was our honeymoon.

Oh, I do too, darling.

Promise me something, will you?

Promise me never to take it off.

I'll never take it off,
no matter what happens.

Thank you, darling.

Roger, the train's moving.

I'll get you off in a minute.

All aboard!.

Write from Yokohama.

Roger.

Darling.

Oh, sweet.

Here we are.

- Ours?
- Yours.

Roger, I didn't expect anything like this.

It's like something in a dream.

These are our servants,
Cook-San and O'Hanna-San.

How do you do?

- Hello.
- Hello.

- Hello.
- Hello.

Hello, there.

- Hello.
- Hello.

- Whose children are they?
- The servant's children. They live here.

I thought you didn't like children.

Who, me? They're all right.
Come on in.

How do you like the place?

It's lovely. But it's so luxurious.
How could we afford it?

Don't be so practical
when I'm being highly romantic.

Nothing's too good for my little wife.

Come on and see it.

- How do you like that?
- It's beautiful.

You are sweet.

But I would have been satisfied
with anything just to be here.

Oh, I know you would, darling.
But only the best for you.

Come on, we have an upstairs
to this house too.

- We have a shinshitsu.
- What's a shinshitsu?

Shinshitsu is the Japanese word
for bedroom, believe it or not.

That's right, you wrote me
you spoke Japanese.

Roger, it's perfect.

Simply perfect.

I thought you'd like it.

Hello, there.

Roger, are we going to keep it,
I mean, stay here right along?

Why, certainly.
It's yours.

I bought the lease from
an American that went back.

I got the lease, the furniture,
two servants, three kids...

a cat, and her kid.

All for 2,000 yen.

Two thousand yen.
How much is that?

About a thousand dollars.

- A thousand dollars.
- That's right.

How in the world did you do it?
I mean...

get the money to send to me
and buy all this too?

- I got an advance.
- Advance?

Sure. An advance on the salary.
Everybody does out here.

Only the other day a fellow
down at the office was saying...

he wished April was here.

And I said why?

And he said, so I could get an advance
on my December salary.

Oh, now, darling.

You're not going to be one of those wives
always worried about money, are you?

No, only...

Besides, you forget we still
have the inheritance.

Yes, I know, but I'd sort of
hate to start off in debt, especially...

You've got a lot to learn
about the Orient.

Roger...

Remember this?

Sure, it's one of those fortune things
you got at the beach.

Fancy you keeping that.

They're not always the bunk,
you said that.

Did I say that?
Well, well.

Sometimes, like wishes,
they come true.

Sure they do, certainly.

Well, why didn't you tell me?
Why didn't you write me?

You don't like them.

I don't like them?
Why, of course I do.

Why would I have three of them
running around the hou...?

And this will be our own.
An American kid.

Our own.

Gee, that's great.

Oh, Roger, I'm so relieved.

You funny little redhead.

Very fine kimono.
Very expensive.

- Husband must be rich man.
- He's either rich or...

- Moshi moshi!
- Hi!

- What are you doing home
this time of the day?

- What makes you so beautiful. huh?
- How did you get off so early?

Come on, let me see you.

Well, if having babies
makes you look like this

we'd better keep on having them.

- How do you like it?
- Oh, Roger, I adore it.

Why all this today?
This isn't my birthday.

It's a souvenir.
A souvenir of your stay in Japan...

because, darling, we're leaving.

Leaving Japan?
Hm-hmm.

Now brace yourself for good news,
Mrs. Adams,

because good news is what I bring.

We now belong to that class of society

known as the filthy rich.

- Roger, the inheritance.
- Yes.

- You got it!
- Yes, mam.

- That's wonderful.
- There, now, you see?

You didn't believe me about it,
did you?

- No, no, I didn't...
- Isn't it great?

Thank you for the dolly.

- Thank you for the ball.
- Oh, that's all right.

I'm teaching him to be a first baseman.

Now, paragraph two,
Mr. and Mrs. Roger Adams,

socially prominent young couple
plan to take a trip around the world.

-The paper's sending you?
- No, I quit the paper.

We're going to have a last fling
before we settle down

and become good old American parents

But, Roger, you just didn't give up
your job on the paper

- ...for no reason at all?
- Oh, darling, this trip's an inspiration.

Do you remember the honeymoon
I promised you?

Well we're gonna have it.

But everything's different now.
We've got to think about the baby.

That's just it. As soon as the baby comes
we won't be able to go anywhere.

Besides, I want our baby born
in the USA.

Maybe even get to work
and start a little paper.

But a trip like this costs a fortune.

Did you get more than the $20.000?

No, as a matter of fact
we didn't get the $20.000.

We sold the property for cash
and got $13.500.

Well, can you take a trip, buy a paper
and all like that on $13.500?

Don't forget there's still lawyers' fees,
deductions and stuff like that.

Just how much did you get, Roger?

I'm trying to tell you.
After the deductions we got $10,000.

- Ten thousand?
- Hm-hmm.

I still got a couple of thousand
in bills around here to pay.

Then you really got only $8,000.

Yes.

Well, did you ever have
that much money in your life?

No.

Then what are you squawking about?

I'm not squawking.

I just think you're acting like a child.

We should be thinking about the future.

You rush in and pack your things
and give up a perfectly good job.

- No grown-up man shouldn't act like that.
- Oh, all right.

I thought the trip would be
a lot of fun for you.

If I had known you would feel
like that, I wouldn't have planned on it.

That's all right, let's forget it.
We won't go.

I'll go in and arrange for the packing.

Oh, no, forget about it.

Well, that's all.

Otherwise, you'll enjoy perfect health.

You'll be playing tennis
in a couple of months.

Now I've got some good news for you.

I'm letting your husband
see you today. How's that?

Pretty.

Make you feel better?

I've had my hands full
keeping that boy out of here

for the last couple of days.

- Hello, darling.
- Hello, Roger.

How sweet.

Gee, I've been miserable
not being able to see you, honey.

But I've had a chance
to do some serious thinking, dear.

I've been scouting around
the nearby towns

trying to look for that
little newspaper, you know.

No more silly ideas
like travelling around, darling.

You were absolutely right about that.

I think I found it, honey.

It's in a little town just north of here,
a place called Rosalia.

- Did you ever hear of it?
- Hm-hmm.

It's pretty nearly
the kind of place we wanted.

The fellow who owns the place
has been kind of letting it go to seed, but

we can make something of it.

Best of all, darling,
we'll have a home of our own.

Something we'll always call ours.

If I can make a go of the paper,
I'll be able to get you anything you want.

I'll be able to get you furniture,
a car, clothes, everything.

You know, it's strange, Roger...

but I can't get myself to care
about those things now.

They don't seem important anymore.

The one thing I've really wanted...

I'm never going to have.

- What do you think of this one, Skeeter?
- Quite an improvement.

Gee, Mr. Adams, I'd like to get a job

in a live wire outfit like this.

You would? All right, Skeetey,
you've got one, and a permanent job, too.

Oh, boy.

- Applejack.
- Howdy!

- Hello, fellow!
- How's the old married man?

You had me worried.
Thought you were gonna let me down.

So this is the fastest growing
little newspaper

in the fastest growing little town
in the west.

- Certainly!
- And you left the Bulletin for this.

What you got here?

Our new makeup.
What do you think of it?

You printed in code?
No, the linotype machine is stuck.

Why did you think I sent for you?

Applejack!

Miss Julie!

Am I glad to see you.

Come on up and help me
fix the bathtub. You're just in time.

Wait a minute.
Let him fix this first.

All right. The newspaper always
comes first around here.

Come on.

What've you been feeding it?

- Is the switch on?
- Yeah.

Now where's that bathtub?

Hello, Applejack.

I didn't know you were busy.

I'm not busy.

I've just been thinking about
fixing up this old storeroom.

I just wanted to show you a new ad
we got from the telephone company.

- Well, that helps, doesn't it?
- Sure does.

If we keep on with it
we'll pay the paper bill next month.

Is Roger back yet?

No, he's still out
running down subscriptions.

Said he might not be home till late.

Well, come on then. Sit down, Applejack.
We might as well have our dinner.

Miss Julie, we ought to have
a kid around this house.

I thought you knew about that,
Applejack.

Sure I know about that.
But I'm talking about adopting one.

Sure you can get
some pretty ones that way.

You know, I'm an adopted kid myself.

I know that's not much
of a recommendation, but...

it didn't turn out so bad.

Besides, I know a lot of regular kids
who wound up in jail.

Miss Julie, I wish you could have seen

some of those little sons of guns
I used to room with.

They was the cutest little rascals
you'd ever want to look at.

I don't think Roger would want
a child that way, Applejack.

One that wasn't his own.

Why not?

He's no sucker.
He don't want to gamble.

How do you know what it's gonna be like
if it's gotta be your own?

This way you just walk in
and help yourself to exactly what you want.

There's no guess work.

You know, I thought a lot about that.

I want one.

Roger was so disappointed when...

I just haven't had the courage to...

Miss Julie, do you want
to know something?

He's all for the idea.

Only a few days ago we were working
together and I was talking with him...

- You were talking to him about this?
- Sure.

He's all for it.

Why didn't he say something to me?

He was afraid to say
anything to you...

he was afraid you might have
some fool notions.

Silly notions?

Why, if he only knew how many...

Why, the very idea.

My own husband talking about
things like this with the printer.

- Press Manager, please.
- All right, the press manager.

- Are you going to be the mother?
- No, I just thought I...

Fine thing. Wait till I get
my hands on that fellow.

Hello, what's going on?
A fight?

- Hello, Roger.

I want you to take a look at that new ad.
Would you come downstairs...

No, Roger.
Wait a minute. Applejack.

- Why didn't you tell me?
- Hm? Tell you what?

What you and Applejack
have been talking about.

Miss Julie, I told you in confidence.

What were you talking about?
What did you say to her?

- You know, about the...
- He told me.

- Told you what?
- You know, what we were talking about...

What were we talking about?

Roger, if you wanted to adopt a baby,
why didn't you talk to me?

Yes, you should've told her
in the first place, Roger, not me.

I'm not gonna be the mother.

Wait a minute. Did you tell Julie
I wanted to adopt a baby?

I hinted at it.
I tried to break it to her gently.

- Oh, you told her!
- Yeah.

Roger, I'm so glad
you feel that way.

Yes, she wants it
even more than you, Roger.

Well, if that's the way
we all feel about it.

I like it too

- I suppose it's settled.
- Oh, Roger, I'm so glad.

If it hadn't been for Applejack
letting it slip out

I don't suppose
I ever would have known.

Guess I'd better go fix that press.

Yeah, you fix everything up,
don't you?

Didn't do so bad with the bathtub.

Julie, one other thing...
Look, er...

When you get to this place,
don't get enthusiastic right off the bat.

You know, don't just rush in and grab
the first kid you see and go nuts about it.

What makes you think I'll grab
the first one they show me?

I've been doing the shopping
in this family for some time now...

I just don't bring home anything.

You came home with this tie,
didn't you?

It's nice.
Everybody's wearing bow ties.

I have your letter here.

Two-year-old child, blue eyes...

curly hair, dimpled chin,
sweet disposition...

We'd prefer a boy.

But we'd like to look at the girl, too.

Julie, you know we agreed on a boy.

But it won't hurt to look, will it?

All right, we'll look.

Now, what can you show us?

This is the Administration Building.
We don't have any children here at all.

Oh.

Everybody wants blue eyes,
curly hair, dimple... sweet...

Everybody wants a two-year-old child.
Will you tell me why?

Well, you see, in our case,

that would have been the age
of our own child, if...

Oh, I see.

Anyway, when they're two years old,

they're more or less
house-broken then, aren't they?

Not always.

At the moment we haven't
any children available at all.

There's a long waiting list,

there are three applications for every child.

If you get one within a year,
you'll be lucky.

- What?
- A year?

You mean to say
we might have to wait a year?

Well, after all, real parents
wait almost a year.

- Yes, certainly...
- You see, we've waited so long already.

I know, my dear.
But you're both very young.

Then, too, we have to have time
to make our investigation.

Investigation?

Yes, you see. we're just as particular
about you as prospective parents

as you are about the child.

Naturally.

What is your business, Mr. Adams?

I'm a publisher.
I run the Rosalia Courier.

- Publisher?
- Sure.

I beg your pardon.
Mrs. Green is on the phone.

What shall I tell her?