All language subtitles for You Were Meant for Me (1948)

1929, yes sir,
that was quite a year.

Mister Hoover was President.

There was a chicken in every pot

and two cars in every garage.

That was the year that Admiral Byrd
planted our flag over the South Pole.

But on other poles a new form of exercise
was capturing the national fancy.

Flag pole sitters.
Remember?

Bobby Jones lost the amateur title
that year.

Gene Tunney made news
by quoting Shakespeare.

And Red Grange was still a national item.

But the big heartthrob along
the Middle West flapper circuit that year

was an up and coming
young band leader named Chuck Arnold.

His silver megaphone and golden smile

rustled the pages of many
a moonstruck diary

from Kokomo, Indiana to Keokuk, Iowa.

And, on a certain September night,
in Bloomington, Illinois,

# Can't sleep a wink. #

# Can't seem to think. #

# It's something I just can't explain. #

# What is this hoodoo,
this mystical voodoo... #

# That's haunting
and taunting my brain? #

# Here's the rhythm, here's the doorway,
I'll go my way, you go your way. #

# Crazy rhythm, from now on,
we're through. #

# Here is where we have a showdown #

# I'm too high hat,
You're too lowdown #

# Crazy rhythm,
here's goodbye to you. #

# They say that when a highbrow
meets a lowbrow #

# walking along Broadway #

# Soon the highbrow,
he has no brow #

# Ain't it a shame
and you're to blame #

# What's the use of prohibition #

# You produce the same condition #

# Crazy rhythm, I'm goin' crazy too #

Okay, kids. Okay, this is it,
this is what you're waiting for.

Somebody's big moment.
The lucky number drawing.

Hold your breath
and hold your checks.

In just a minute we'll know
who's got the lucky number.

The drawing tonight will feature
my manager and brilliant arranger,

from Green Perk, weighing 170 lb.,
mostly gristle,

Mr. Oscar Hoffman.

To think I gave up
a concert career for this.

What a disgusting way
of making a living.

If my old piano teacher
should see me now...

he'd turn over in his Turkish bath.

Draw, Oscar.

And the lucky number is...
number 864.

864, who's got it?

864, who's the lucky lady?

Don't be bashful, step up!
864.

I know somebody's got it.
Who's the lucky lady?

- What's your number, Peggy?
- 864.

That's it. It's you!
Here, here, she's got it.

Hey, she's got it!

There she is.

Step this way, miss.

Well, fortune smiles on a lovely lady.
And your name, miss, is...

- Mayhew, Peggy.
- Miss Peggy Mayhew.

Now, let's see what we have here.

First we have from Bahm's Department Store...

one book of green trading stamps.

A little applause on that one,
don't you think, fellas?

And, from Brock's Drugstore,
we have a jar of Blush Face Cream.

Smells like er...
Smells like Blush Face Cream.

There you are. That goes with it.

And from Weavel's Lingerie Shop,

a very feminine little article here...

Yes, very daring, very...

Yes, very.

There you are. That does it.
How about that?

Let's put these right over here.
I'll just put them on the piano.

Now, in honor of Miss Mayhew,

the boys and I would like to do
a special arrangement

of a little tune titled
'You Were Meant for Me.'

# You were meant for me #

# I was meant for you #

# Nature patterned you #

# And when she was done #

# You were all the sweet things #

# Rolled up in one #

# You're like a plaintive melody #

# That never lets me free #

# For I'm content #

# The angels must have sent you #

# And they meant you #

# Just for me #

You're beautiful you know it?

Thank you.
My folks will be pleased.

Can I have my hand back, please?

Don't go yet.
How about a prize for me?

Prize?

Something to remember you by.

Wait a minute, baby.

You can't do that and then
just walk out of my life.

Please, everybody's looking.

You should have thought of that
before you kissed me.

Now I'm compromised.

Why don't we just talk this thing over?

But I'm...
I'm with a boy.

- Ditch him.
- I can't.

Well, point him out to me.
I'll ditch him.

No, please, you mustn't.

We'll probably go for chop suey
after the dance.

It's Sing's, on Main Street.

Where is that joint?

Sing's, on Main Street.

Chop Suey place, Sing's.

# You're like a plaintive melody #

Dreamy night, isn't it?

Nothing personal.

# That never lets me free #

Hey, Peggy!
How do you like those swell prizes?

When the heart is impetuous
the head must be cautious.

Eddy, you're just making that up.

No, that's what it says.

- I wonder who thinks up those things.
- They're supposed to be sayings by Confucius.

They're sayings by the Hong Kong
Noodle Company.

Well, look who's here.
The great Chuck Arnold in person.

Well, what do you think?

What can I say after I say I'm sorry?

How do you like the band?

Unfortunately they're doing their best.

Shrimp with lobster sauce.

Lobster with shrimp sauce.

That seems fair enough.

Excuse me.

My!

Well, this is a pleasant surprise.

- Yes, isn't it?
- Must be my lucky day.

- Mr. Arnold, these are my friends...
- Pleased to meet you.

Could I have this dance?
That is, if your friends don't mind.

They don't mind.

I never saw a man so indifferent to women.

Hiya, beautiful.

A face that lost a thousand ships.

Don't the people in this town
stand in the corners and just...

wait for you to go by?

That's big time rollers
you've got there, baby.

Man, what goes on
behind those baby blue eyes?

They're hazel.

They're looking blue in this light.

They're the dangerous kind.

They change color
with every dress you put on, I bet.

I don't know.
I've never studied them.

It's time somebody did.

I want to make a survey
of the whole subject.

Come on, let's get out the back way.

Please, Chuck, I can't.

You're not gonna give me a sad story
about that kid you're with, are you?

He looks like something left over
from a bum town rummage sale.

Don't say that.
He's nice, and he's loyal...

and he's waited a whole month
to take me out tonight.

I'd wait a month, too, only I can't.
I've got a calendar by the tail.

I'm sorry, but I just can't.

- You mean you really don't want to.
- I do.

Maybe more than you do.

It's just that...
I can't walk out on Roy.

It's not fair.

Suppose you let him take you home.
Could I meet you somewhere afterwards?

It would be too late.

You sure make things difficult.

It's not me.
It's different for you, Chuck.

You'll go away tomorrow.

Probably never even come back
to Bloomington again.

But I have to live here.
With my family and my friends.

You mean this is it?

I just don't see you again.

I don't see how.

Not unless the committee votes

to have play at the dance again next year.

Chuck, I'd really better
be getting back to the table.

I wouldn't want them to feel hurt.

- Them? How about me?
- You'll get over it.

You know, another town,
another lucky number.

Will I?

Won't you?

Look, we play Peoria tomorrow night.

It's close by.
Why don't you come over there?

Alone.

I'll try.
I don't know, I...

I just got to get back to the people.

Golly, Roy. I'm sorry
if I embarrassed you.

Gee whiz, did you have
to kiss him, Peggy?

On the bandstand,
right in front of everybody.

I didn't mean to.
Something just came over me, I...

I couldn't help it.

Funny it never comes over you
when I'm around.

No, that's true, Roy.

Well, good night.
I had a lovely evening.

- Thank you very much.
- Don't mention it.

Roy...

if...

if you'd like to kiss me...

Gee, Peggy.

Good night, Peggy.

Good night, Roy.

No voltage.

I understand we're quite
the celebrities in town today.

Mother, don't start that again.

I don't know. Somehow it seems to me

every time you go to see Clara Bow
you get into trouble.

What happened, princess?

Your daughter made quite a spectacle
of herself last night.

Mother, you're just making
a big fuss over nothing.

Nothing?

In my day kissing the conductor
was hardly considered nothing.

Conductor? On what line?

Dad!

Chuck Arnold merely happens to be
the most popular band leader in the country.

I don't care if he's John Philip Souza.

Kissing a man in public is something
nice girls don't do.

Mother, sometimes I think
you're still living in the moles' decade. ?

From the way
you young people carry on

I'm glad I'm not living today.

I'll get it.

Hello!

Yes, Mrs. Hauser.

Yes.

No, we've finished.

All right, I'll tell her.
Goodbye

It was Mrs. Hauser, Mom.
She said the meeting's all ready to start.

Don't worry about the dishes, Mom,
I'll take care of them.

Why, thank you, dear.
This is very sweet of you.

- Are you sure you're feeling all right?
- I feel fine.

Now run along.
Have a nice evening.

- Bye-bye.
- Andrew.

You might take your nose
out of those stamp albums

long enough to help Peggy
dry the dishes.

Not at all, my dear.
You run along and enjoy yourself.

It wouldn't hurt you
to get to bed early tonight.

You were up very late last night.

Yes, Mother.

Good bye, dear.

Well, the dishes are all done, Dad.
I think I'll go out for a while.

I said I think I'll go out for a while.

Well, where to?

Just to the bus station.

What for?

I'm going to Peoria.

That's nice.

Peoria?

One, please.

Somebody with you, young lady?

Well, no. I'm alone.

I'm sorry, but we don't admit ladies
without escorts.

Well, you see, Chuck...
Mr. Arnold's expecting me.

I know. He's expecting a lot of people.

But I can't let you in without an escort.

Sorry, that's the rule.

- Hello!
- Hello.

You get around, don't you?

Would you do me a favor?

- What, for instance?
- Would you take a note to Mr. Arnold?

Mr. Arnold doesn't read very well.

Please.

Okay, but you'd be better off
at home with a good book.

Even a bad book.
You look like an intelligent girl.

Why don't you take in
a nice right movie?

They're playing Midnight Madness
with Clive Brook right down the block.

Please. I came all the way
from Bloomington.

Okay. I'll deliver it right after this set.

You'd better wait outside.

Young America.
All the way from Bloomington.

You know what?
I'm gonna do that kid a favor.

Save the looks. I've got a hot copy
of Spinoza's ethics up in my room.

All she'd ever get out of Arnold
is a one night stand and a big hangover.

She's a nice kid.
She doesn't look the part.

Could be your sister...

if you were better looking.

Oscar said we set another
house record tonight.

What do you say about that, Chuck?

Yeah, Chucky boy is blas�
about house records.

Chucky Boy is all hot and bothered
about that corn-fed Desdemona...

- ...that didn't show up.
- Yeah.

Hey, what about a hot cup of coffee?

Hello, beautiful.

- You look like a mouthful of sunshine.
- I feel like a wet dish rag.

Did something go wrong at home?
I thought you weren't coming.

I've been here all evening.
I'm waiting for a bus.

Why were you waiting for a bus?

- They wouldn't let me in without an escort.
- Why didn't you let me know?

I did!
I sent you a note.

I didn't get any note.

Oscar.

Gee, I'm sorry, honey.
I'll make it up to you.

- Would you like something to eat?
- I can't. I've got to get home.

The last bus is due any minute.

You're not gonna start that line again,
will you? You just got here.

I mean, I just got here.

I'm sorry, but I'll get it as it is
for staying out this late.

There's my bus now!

My bus!

It's gone.

Don't worry, baby.
I'll get you home.

You'll have a bus all for yourself.

I don't care.

Chuck, I thought I was never
going to see you again.

How do you think I felt?

Come on, honey.
We got a lot of time to make up for.

I think I'd better call home then.
They'll be worried about me.

There's a drugstore right over here.

This is it.
It's called the Inspiration Point.

We come here on picnics.

Aw, and I forgot the marshmallows.
Do you care?

It's beautiful, isn't it?

Yeah, beautiful.

Peggy, what a face.

You always talk about my face.
Anybody can have a face.

Not like yours they can't.

Your hands are cold.
And you're shivering.

It's nothing.
I just got a little chill.

Do you have any hooch?

- Any what?
- Hooch, you know, whiskey.

Yeah, I know. Just sounded kinda funny
coming from you.

- Why?
- I don't know.

Guess you're not the hooch type.

Anyway, it's kind of a funny word, hooch.

Hey, take it easy.
That stuff packs a wallop.

It is strong, isn't it?

- Is it just off the boat?
- Yeah, scraped off.

Then I add a little wood alcohol
and some extract of apricot.

That's powerful, isn't it?

Nah, not for an old-timer like you.
Take another slug.

Come on, button your eye.

Button your eye.

What an act! You never had a drink
before in your life, did you?

- Hum.
- Then what's the idea of starting with me?

Who are you trying to kid?

I'm just trying to be a good sport, Chuck.
That's what you want, isn't it?

How do you know what I want?
Maybe that's just what I don't want.

Baby, I've had enough good sports
to last me the rest of my life.

Maybe I'd like a girl that slaps
a guy's face when he gets fresh.

What makes you think
you know what I want?

Your manager even tried to warn me off...

That's fine.
Great.

What am I supposed to be,
Svengali or Blue Beard??

You're supposed to be Prince Charming,

And you might try being
a little more charming.

You might try using your bean.
You're gonna get yourself in a lot of trouble...

trying to act like a red-hot mama.

- You're just a kid.
- I know what I'm doing.

That's what you think.

Suppose I was somebody else tonight.
Suppose I...

But you're not somebody else, Chuck.
That's why I'm here.

You're a funny kid, Peggy.

I'm dippy about you.

I'm dippy about you too, Chuck.

I have been for a long time.

Chuck, I love you.

Whatever happens tonight or afterwards...

I'll always be glad just being with you.

That's fine.
But I'm taking you home.

Andrew, get up!

Peggy, is she home?

She's downstairs on the sofa
asleep with a man.

- A man? What man?
- How should I know?

A stranger.

- Say, Cora...
- Will you get up!

And come downstairs
and stop acting like an idiot.

Yes, of course, right away.

Maybe someone from Peoria.

Don't just stand there!
Do something!

So sound asleep.
They must have come in very late.

Wake up!

Young man!

Young man, wake up!

Hello, mother.
Dad.

Peggy, I want to know the meaning
of this at once.

There's no hurry, Cora.

Yes, mother.
This is Chuck. Chuck Arnold.

We were going to a hotel for the night,
but I thought you might worry.

I forgot to tell you.

Chuck and I were married last night.

Married.

This is kind of sudden, for instance.

Yes, I know, Dad.
It did all happen sort of suddenly.

It happened kinda sudden to me too

but I seem to be a lot happier about it.

It's not that we're not happy,
it's just that...

I guess we'd all be a lot happier
if we had some breakfast?

That's a good idea... Pop

Now, Cora, we got married once ourselves.

It didn't seem to do us much harm.

I'm not saying it did do anybody
any harm.

But I have a right to cry
at my own daughter's wedding, haven't I?

Mrs. Mayhew, I know we didn't do
this thing according to file...

but we couldn't, see,
we didn't have time.

Believe me, I love Peggy.
Right down to my shoes.

Which one?

I'll make some coffee.

Peggy, you can go down
and get out one of those jars

of plum preserves we put up last year.

And Andrew, take Chuck upstairs
and show him where he can wash.

And don't detour him
to those stamp albums.

Run along, son.

What's the idea, Chuck,
where have you been?

Eleven o'clock.
We've got time to burn.

Boys, I want you to meet Peggy.

Peggy, this is Billy,
Boss, trombone,

Tiny, bass, Joe, second trombone,
Harry, piano...

and all the rest of them
double on the hot comb.

You know him, this is Oscar,
our manager.

Rigged my stuff two hours ago.

- Hey, ditch the babe, will you?
- Quiet!

Come on, boys, let's get started.
We gotta play Tahoe tonight.

It's all right, we're gonna make it.

Say, Harry, do you know
what happened to my horns?

- They're up on top.
- Pull over, will you, Tiny.

- What's the idea, this is my seat.
- I know, but just pull over.

Come on, step back here.

Look, sister, we gotta get going.
Haven't you got a home?

I forgot to tell you.
Peggy's coming with us.

- No, you're kidding.
- Yeah, we got married last night.

Well, isn't anybody gonna say anything?

They'd better not.

# I'm content #

# the angels must have sent you #

# and they meant you just for me. #

# This old world was just
a sadder place for me as could be #

# I was lonely and blue. #

# This old world then changed
to paradise for me, suddenly. #

# Why, because I met you. #

# Although wealth and power
I may never find, #

# still, as long as I have you here,
I won't mind, #

# for... #

# I'll get by #

# as long as I have you. #

# though there be rain #

Getting impatient?

No. I could watch him all night.
This is fun.

- You like it?
- I adore it.

Crowds, dancing.
It's like being in a party every night.

Who could ask for anything more?
You're a lucky girl, Peggy.

It's gonna be one great party,
night after night, after night.

# ...may come to me, that's true #

# But what can I say? #

# I'll get by

# as long as I #

# have you. #

# Yes, I'll get by #

# as long as I #

# have you. #

- Hold it steady.
- Salami?

I wouldn't eat salami
if you paid me.

- 752!
- I got it!

There's a winner right there.
Step this way.

The young America.
History in the making.

You don't have
to stand here and watch

this gruesome display of individualism.

You're such a big faker, Oscar.
You know you love it.

Love it? Sure. Red hot mamas
and their fat house sugar daddies.

Hot shots with hip flasks
passing out in the men's room.

Music that has all the charms
of a rubber plunger in a tub of sour milk.

You know what , if it was me,
I'd rather be married to a plumber.

I think it would be more fun that way.

Maybe. But I didn't fall in love
with a plumber.

I fell in love with Chuck.

Do you mind if I fall in love
with you a little?

- In a nice way, of course.
- Why, Oscar, what a sweet thing to say.

Okay, don't rub it in.
It was a moment of unbridled sentiment.

You're so funny.
You're really an awfully sweet person.

Just so afraid of letting people
find it out. Why?

Sometime I'll tell you the story
of my life.

It's short, but dull.

Eventually?
Why not now?

Because your husband doesn't pay me
to sit around and spin my autobiography.

I gotta go and shovel
some gaggle sticks.

I still think you'd be
better off in a movie.

They're playing 'Forbidden Hours',
with Ramon Novarro, down the block.

Hey, here's another
plug for us this week.

'Arnold Combo sets new house record.

Chuck Arnold and his Sophisticates

garnering top grosses
on the Midwest flapper circuit.'

- Pretty good?
- It's wonderful, Chuck.

- Pretty soon you'll be
on the front page.

Pretty soon you'll be buying clothes
at Hattie Carnegie's.

What clothes? You've bought me everything
I could possibly use for the next five years.

I don't know.
How about a nice hunk of mink

to snuggle into in one of those
chilly New York afternoons?

Chuck!
Are we going to New York?

Yeah, we're going to New York.

Why didn't you tell me?
When?

We're booked into the Pennsylvania Roof
right after the 1st of the year.

- Pennsylvania Roof, honestly?
- The deal's practically wrapped up.

Except for a few little details
Oscar's working out.

Darling, I get all excited
just thinking about it.

- Will you write in a hotel?
- If you want to.

Twenty floors up.
I'll buy you a little bean blower.

You can shoot out all the lights
in Herald Square just for laughs.

The Pennsylvania Roof,
now playing Chuck Arnold...

No, Chuck Arnold, now playing
in the Pennsylvania Roof.

Darling, I can see it now.

Won't that be something
for the kids back home?

Darling, did you see this?

Yeah.

Looks like the bucket shops are really
having themselves a brawl, doesn't it?

- That reminds me.
- Chuck, is it anything bad?

Not if you're a bear.

What are we?

Well, I think at the moment
we're a little bullish.

Get me Mr. Hoffman's room.
I'm just going to check with Oscar.

Oscar, hey, listen did you talk to New York
about Amalgamated Wire?

No fooling, how much more
do they want?

Well, send it to them.

Sure, sure, don't let them spring us.

It's just a little flimflam
to shake out the suckers.

Quit worrying. We've done alright
up to now, haven't we?

Okay, well get on it.

Anything wrong?

Naw, just a little flooring of the market.
Don't give it a thought, honey.

I'm way ahead of them.

Come on, Peg.
Your old man's gotta get to work.

Get me one of those number 4 smiles
out of the bottom drawer, will you?

I think those kids are gonna be
kinda tough tonight.

Chuck, you go ahead.
Don't wait for me.

Yeah, I'll go ahead, I won't wait...
What do you mean, don't wait for you?

I have to finish my letter,
and get dressed and...

- I'll be down later.
- Okay, but...

don't write a book, will you?

Would you get me my hat?

# I could be a king, dear, uncrowned #

# Humble or poor, rich or renowned #

# There is nothin' I couldn't do #

# If I had you #

Do I look nice, Oscar?

Like Tiffany's window.
Something special?

- It's our anniversary.
- No fooling.

Two months.

Well, what do you know.
Through good times and bad.

- And you still love each other.
- More than ever.

His nibs, the idol of jazz age,
America's charm boy,

your old man, does he know about this?

Not yet.
But will you take him a note?

- Do you think you can trust me?
- I think so.

We know each other a little better
than we did two months ago.

You said a mouthful, baby.
If I knew then what I know now,

I would have written a note
about you myself.

# Good night, sweetheart #

# till we meet tomorrow #

# Good night, sweetheart #

# sleep will banish sorrow #

# Dreams enfold you #

# and in each one I'll hold you #

# Good night, sweetheart #

# Good night. #

- Hey, Oscar. How's the take?
- Moving on the record.

Hello, beautiful.

You know, I ordered a diamond tiara,
it just didn't come.

I'll forgive you, darling,
if you don't forget our golden anniversary.

This calls for a celebration.
Let me get the boys, we'll all...

Darling.
Couldn't we go dancing alone?

Just the two of us.

Sure. I know just the place.
Somebody gave me a card, let me see...

I know I got it here.

Dear Chucky boy... No.

The Blue Goose on Highway 66.

Dining and dancing till 4 a.m.
How does that sound?

- Darling, I'd adore it.
- What are we waiting for?

Hold it, boys.
Don't put 'em away yet!

There's gold in them that frills.

How are ya, Arnold.
You remember me, Harry Jarvis.

Mills Publishing Company.
Mills will make you millions.

It's the biggest thing to hit the boards
since Firpo bumped into Dempsey.

and it's just your style,
right down your alley.

And this is not a stock,
it's a special and just for you.

When I told the arranger
I was coming down here,

he opened up one of his veins

and wrote it with his heart's blood.
Pure alcohol.

How are you, Oscar, glad to see ya.
You're gonna love this number, it's terrific.

You know, the trouble with us is...

our book is loaded with ballads.
Now...

If we had a... I'll tell you.

You remember a tune we do
called 'Crazy Rhythm'?

This is 'Crazy Rhythm',
it's the same thing.

Look, Arnold, you haven't had
a new number in a dog's age.

- Why don't you give it a try?
- Sure... sure...

Let's take all the parts.
Harry, on the piano.

What's a good tempo for this?

With a tune like this
it doesn't make any difference.

Fast, slow, loud, soft, doesn't...

- Go ahead, Harry, give it to him.
- Harry, do it like this.

- One, two...
- That's good.

# No one to talk with, all by myself #

# No one to walk with,
I'm happy on the shelf #

# Ain't misbehavin',
I'm savin' my love for you. #

# I know for certain, the one I love #

# I'm through with flirtin',
it's you that I'm thinkin' of #

# Ain't misbehavin',
I'm savin' my love for you #

Honey, I'll be with you
in just one second.

# Like Jack Horner in the corner #

# No one to talk with, all by myself #

# No one to walk with,
I'm happy on the shelf #

# Ain't misbehavin,
I'm savin' all my love for you. #

# I know for certain #

# the one I love #

# I'm through with flirtin',
it's you I'm thinkin' of #

# Ain't misbehavin,
I'm savin' all my love for you. #

# Like Jack Horner in the corner
Don't go nowhere, what do I care? #

# Your kisses are worthwhile waitin' for,
believe me. #

# I don't go out late, don't care to go #

# I'm home about eight, me and my radio #

# Ain't misbehavin,
I'm savin' all my love for you. #

# Ain't misbehavin,
'cause I'm savin' all my love... #

# yes, I'm slavin' and a-ravin',
even waving back goodbye #

# Ain't celebratin' cause I want
to keep a ratin' #

# by behavin' to be datin',
can't forget my baby waitin' #

# Like Jack Horner in the corner,
don't go nowhere, what do I care? #

# Your kisses are worthwhile waitin' for,
One, two, three, four #

# Believe me. #

# Ain't foolin' around,
tearing all over town, #

like a hound dog,
I'm bound to get found. #

# Don't go out late,
Don't better go out #

# Believe me, baby #

# I swear to heaven
I'm savin' all my love for #

# Who?
You! #

# I am, savin' #

# all my love for you! #

Great, Arnold, you were terrific!

You're gonna make a great wreck
with that tune.

Thank you, fellas, that was wonderful.

Harry, put it in the book.
We'll play it just that way.

- How did you like it, Oscar?
- Grand!

You're gonna make a big wreck
with your wife too.

- Really? Did she like it?
- She loves it. She's dippy about it.

- Really? Where is she?
- Right over there.

Isn't that sweet?
She's sleeping just like a little kid.

She's not a little kid. She's a woman.
And you married her, remember?

- Chucky boy. The eternal bachelor.
- What's eating you?

I heard you say you were gonna
take her dancing at 12 o'clock.

- It's a quarter to three now.
- You're kidding.

Let me get my hat and coat.
I'll see ya.

Wake up, honey.

I wasn't asleep.
I just had my eyes closed.

It's a good idea.
Keeps the dust out of them.

I'm awful sorry, honey.
But we got started and I think I...

That's alright, darling. I know you have
to keep up with the new tunes.

- What time is it?
- It's a quarter of three.

We can still go out there.
They're open till four.

Let's make it some other night.

Don't look so guilty, darling.

Just like Oscar said,
if I wanted to go dancing,

I should have married a plumber.

He's quite a philosopher, Oscar.
What did you say?

I said I didn't fall in love with a plumber,
I fell in love with you.

You see, I'm quite a philosopher too.

Peggy.

Peggy, what's the matter?

Nothing.

Honey, what is it?

Nothing, I guess I'm just tired.

It's alright,
I'm just being silly, really.

Come on, no secrets.

Tell me, what's the matter?

I... I guess I'm just lonely.

Miss your folks?

I miss you, Chuck.

Me?

Honey, we're together
practically 24 hours a day.

Yes, we're together all the time.

All that separates us is a bandstand
and a million girls in party dresses.

Darling, I never even
get to talk to you.

When you're not playing,
you're rehearsing,

and when you're not rehearsing,
you're talking to Oscar or the boys.

When I'm awake, you're asleep.

and when I'm ready for bed, you want
to go out for chop suey or something.

By that time I'm so sleepy
I don't know what you're talking about.

Gee, honey, I never realized, but...

playing and rehearsing,
that's my job.

I know.
I'm not blaming you.

I...

I guess I just had a different idea
of how it would be, married to you.

What do you want it to be like?

You want me to quit?

- Be a plumber?
- You know I wouldn't want that.

But if only we could be
together sometimes.

Go for a walk, or for a ride,
or on a picnic, just the two of us.

Not just...

I'm sorry,

- I'm just being a baby.
- No, honey...

I'm the one that's been a baby.
A spoiled brat.

Oscar's right, as usual.

He says I want all the privileges of marriage
with all the prerogatives of bachelorhood.

Does that mean you don't care about
spending time with your wife?

You wait, baby. I'll prove to you
how different it can be.

It's just this crazy routine,
batting around in the country.

Do you realize we spend half our lives
in that darn bus?

Wait till we get settled in New York
in a place of our own we can get used to.

No more hopping from one fleabag
to the next.

We'll have all day to ourselves and Sundays

we'll go places together and do things.
You'll see.

You'll have to think up excuses

to get rid of me so you can have
an afternoon for yourself.

Chuck, that sounds like heaven.

And I'm not waiting for New York.
I'm turning over a new leaf right now.

Let's see.
We play East Saint Louis tomorrow...

I'll call Oscar and have him make plans

so we can spend all day Sunday
in Des Moines.

That's on a river, we'll hire a boat

and go out to one of those islands
and spend the whole day.

- How does that sound for a start?
- Darling, you're wonderful.

- Won't you have another hard-boiled egg?
- I don't mind if I do.

Being out in the air like this certainly
does give one an appetite, doesn't it?

Don't you think you'd better put a little more
cocoa butter on your nose?

I think not. The sun doesn't seem
quite so strong now.

We could go wading.
I know, I'll teach you to swim.

No, you might get fresh.

Look!
Flowers in November.

- What a lovely spot.
- Yes, it's full of spots.

Where is your imagination?

We're miles from civilization.

I've run out of all the handy quotations
and now I'm getting down to brass tacks.

Come in.

Excuse me.
I must be in the wrong tenement.

Come on in, Oscar,
we're just having a little picnic.

Yeah, I guess it has been.

Up till now.

What's eating you?

I'd better come back later.

These scenes of domestic bliss
upset my metabolism.

You'd better get used to it, cause it's gonna get
worse and worse as the years go by.

Anyway, I've no secrets from my wife.

I see calamity on your face,
so speak up, old man.

Which of our selections ran out
of what money for how much and where?

- Here. You can see for yourself.
- Excuse me, honey.

- Want a sandwich?
- No, thank you.

- I don't believe it.
- What is it, Chuck?

Nothing, honey, it's just business.
When did you get this?

Just picked it up at the desk.
It was there waiting for us.

Along with a few other
items of interest.

I don't get it.
I thought this was all set.

- So did I.
- But, darling, what is it?

Please don't be so mysterious.

It's nothing important, honey.
It's just a little change in itinerary.

We'll probably be on the road
a little longer, Oscar?

Yeah, yeah. Well, I'd better leave
you two love birds alone.

- You can go back to your... picnic.
- Yeah, thanks.

Yeah, our picnic.

Where's that egg I had...

Darling.

That was beautiful.

It made me cry.

Makes my father cry, too

when he thinks of all the money
he threw away on my lessons.

You play so beautifully.

I wonder why you always act
as if you were ashamed of it.

Because I hate amateurs.

I'm an all or nothing guy.
I wanted to be Rachmaninoff

and the job was filled.

Now you know the story
of my life.

But you didn't come up here
to talk about me.

What's on your mind?

- I'm worried, Oscar.
- What about?

About what was really
in that telegram.

Alright, I'll tell you.

The Pennsylvania deal's off.

- Caput.
- No, Oscar.

Yeah, that's what I always say.

A bunch of sharp operators in Wall Street

get themselves tangled up in ticker tape

so, Chuck Arnold can't play
the Pennsylvania Roof.

Figure out the square root of that one.

Well, the Pennsylvania is not
the only hotel in New York.

It's not just the Pennsylvania.

It's all the hotels, and the nightspots
and the dance floors.

People aren't going to stop
dancing overnight

just because there's been a crash
in the stock market.

No?
Take a look at these.

Cancellations.

They've been coming in all week.
The tour's falling apart.

Does Chuck know about these, too?

I don't want to spring everything
on him all at once.

What's happened, Oscar?
I heard Chuck say that...

You heard him say
I should send the broker more margin.

Well, I did.

That went down the drain
with all the rest.

Chuck's more or less broke, Peggy.
That's the long and short of it.

I suppose I've done my share,
letting him buy me so many things.

It's funny...

I thought all Chuck ever had to do
for money was to say, 'Hey, Oscar'.

I know what you're thinking.
Young America.

Well, never mind. Young America
isn't made out of match sticks.

You know what I'm really thinking?

What a break it is for Chuck he's hooked up
with someone like you right now.

Chuck's a funny guy.
He talks a good game.

Confident, carefree,

good-time Charlie on the outside,

but inside he's a sensitive guy
with a pride

that's made out of eggshell china.

He's a real artist in his own way.

You mean at making music that sounds

like a rubber plunger in a tub
of sour milk?

I got a right to make jokes like that.
I've been with this outfit a long time.

You know what it means
to take a bunch of tin ears

and put them into a top flight
musical organization that plays together,

like they were getting their signals
by Morse Code?

You know what kind of guts, talent,
imagination, the sweat it takes

to put yourself across
the way Chuck has?

Never mind, Oscar.

We'll put Humpty Dumpty
together again.

And it won't be with ticker tape either.

Only where do we begin?

Well, there's nothing to do now
but call off the rest of the tour,

go back to New York
and wait for the wind to die down.

What are you thinking about.

I was just wondering.

Maybe it would be better for Chuck
and me to go home for a while.

Wait there for the wind to die down.

I'd feel a lot safer somehow,
than 20 floors up over Herald Square.

I was hoping you'd think that way.

New York was sort of a wedding present
Chuck was saving for me.

If things are as bad as you say...

it's the last place
we ought to be right now.

You're a pretty smart girl, Peggy.
But how are you gonna manage Chuck?

He's kind of a stubborn guy.

I'll handle Chuck alright.
Don't worry.

Worry? I stopped worrying
about you two a long time ago.

You're gonna be okay.

Yes sir, you're gonna be okay.

- Why did you do that?
- Because you're sweet, and I love you.

This stock market crash is giving
everyone the heebie jeebies.

It'll blow over. Things will settle down
in a couple of weeks,

then we'll get together
and line up another tour.

A bigger and better one.
Maybe add a couple of pieces.

Yeah, like a few harps.

Well, I guess that's about all.

Except that I'm wanking up
what's left in the till even steven.

That'll give each of the boys
about $250 apiece.

When you get it split up bring it up here
because I want to give it to them personally.

You don't have to be such a big shot
about the dough.

You're a married man now. You're entitled
to be a little more conservative.

That's alright, Oscar. Chuck's handling it
just the way I want him to.

You better get the railroad tickets.

Oscar, we gotta get rid of that bus.

Think you can find a secondhand dealer
in this town to take it off our hands?

Darling, I've been thinking.
Why don't we go in the bus?

- Just you and I
- Sure, that's the solution. She's...

Honey, you're kidding.
- No, really. I think it would be fun.

We could take our time.
There'll be just the two of us...

we could go on picnics
along the way.

It'd be sort of like a honeymoon, darling.
Don't you think, Oscar?

Yeah, just like a honeymoon.

Well, you kids talk it over
and let me know what you decide.

We've decided. We're going
in the bus, aren't we, darling?

Well, don't just stand there.
You heard me...

er... us.

- Where are we going, darling?
- Slight change in course.

With any kind of a stiff breeze we oughta
raise Bloomington in a week.

Darling, you're wonderful.

And it will save us a lot of money.

Now wait a minute,
Let's get this straight.

We're going to Bloomington
so you can see your folks,

not so we can save money.

Yes, darling.

Chuck.

You know, I've been thinking.

You are sort of impractical
about money.

Do you think it would be a good idea

if I managed our finances on this trip?

I mean, I am pretty good at it.
I got an A in algebra.

- Of course, if you'd rather not...
- Darling, yes, I'd rather.

Leave in my Union Card, will ya?

- Well now, if you're going to...
- I was only kidding.

Boy, boy, the way a dame
inches in up on a guy.

But these are my real treasure.
The 1861 1 cent blues.

Of course, they're not too rare
in themselves, you understand, but...

these are especially valuable specimens.

Very light, you see.

They sure don't weigh much,
do they?

No, no, it's the color,
the shade.

Many collectors specialize in shades.
Shades and perforations.

But, of course, if you look closely,
you'll notice the slight depressions.

That's because it's intaglio,
you see?

It's because it's intaglio.

Mother, look at them.

The paler the blue, especially
in the peripheral area,

the greater the value.

Now, for some reason, in Tasmanian greens,
it's just the other way around.

You know, Chuck's going to
turn out to be just like Dad.

Will you look at him, Mother,
he's having the time of his life.

- What'll you have, Chuck?
- Lemon frost for me, Eddie.

Peggy, I've been looking
for you all evening.

Are you gonna be here
for the jamboree next month?

Well, I'm not sure, Louise.
You see, our manager...

No, I just got a line from him
this morning.

As a matter of fact they want us
to go in to the Flamingo Room

in Miami, in January.

Gee, Peggy, are you going to spend
the winter in Miami?

Well, naturally, if Chuck goes, I go.

Sure, we'll probably
go on to France, you know,

play a couple of weeks in Paris,
and then on to Vienna.

Have you ever been in Vienna?
Beautiful Vienna in the spring?

So beautiful with the sidewalk caf�s,

and the little oompah bands playing there.

You know there's only one thing they like
in Vienna better than a Strauss waltz

and that's a waltz by Strauss.

And the beautiful ladies go clicking
up the street this way,

and the beautiful horses come clopping
down the street this way,

and between the clicking
and the clopping there's something.

Hey, Chuck, ain't she sweet?

- No, not that again.
- Come on, Chuck, like we did last Saturday.

With all that jumping around?

# Ain't she sweet? #

# See her coming down the street #

# Now I ask you very confidentially,
ain't she sweet? #

# Ain't she nice? #

# Look her over once or twice #

# Now I ask you very confidentially,
ain't she nice? #

# Just cast an eye in her direction #

# Me, my, ain't that perfection? #

# Perfection. #

# I repeat, don't you think
that's kind of neat? #

# Now I ask you very confidentially,
ain't she sweet? #

# Ain't she sweet? #

# Ain't she sweet? #

# Just cast an eye in her direction. #

# Me, my, ain't that perfection? #

# Perfection #

# I repeat, don't you think
that's kind of neat? #

# Now I ask you very confidentially,
ain't she sweet? #

# Just cast an eye in her direction #

# Me, my, ain't that perfection? #

# I repeat, don't you think
that's kind of neat? #

# Now I ask you very confidentially, #

# ain't she sweet? #

Too sweet.

Give me some money, hon.

It's our last one.

Sure like to have one
of those records, Chuck.

It's really not one of our best.

The guy we had playing at our clarinet
was limping all over his obbligato.

Hey, Eddie, this'll take care of the sodas

and I want each of the kids
to have a copy of that record.

We gotta go.
We'll see you again some...

Will you autograph this for me, Chuck?

Sure, anytime, bring it around
the house, honey.

Good night. Seeya kids.

Chuck, that was kind of crazy,
wasn't it? Twenty dollars!

Why?
Figure it out.

I buy these kids $20 worth of records,
they take them home,

play them for their friends, their friends
go out and buy $500 worth of records.

That's simple arithmetic.

Yes, but friends have any money?

You mean everybody in the country's
gone broke?

Nobody's gonna buy any records anymore?

I don't know about everybody,
but I do know about us.

Darling, that was our last $20.

All that talk about Florida
and Paris in the spring.

It sounds so show off.
Even if it were true.

It is true.
Anyway, it could be true.

Trouble is, honey, you don't understand.

The band business could change
just like that.

And we'd be on our merry way,
riding high.

The main thing is you can't let down.

People get the notion
that you've hit the skids,

then you're really through.

You seem to think that our only problem
is to keep up a front.

You seem to forget, darling,
we got to live behind that front,

buy clothes, pay bills.

Honey, you worry too much. I spent
some of the best years of my life in hock.

Chuck, will you talk sense for a minute,
just one minute.

We've been home five weeks now.
We've got to take stock of ourselves.

Figure out how we're going
to get along.

Darling, our money is gone.
With nothing coming in.

Who says nothing coming in?

Told you I'd be hearing
from New York any day now, didn't I?

Come here.

Take a look at that.

$278,00!

- Where from?
- Royalties. Famous records company.

- Quarterly accounting.
- $278,00. We're rich!

Like I told you.
I've got resources.

Now will you quit doubting your husband
and let me handle these things?

Darling, I never doubted you.

It's just that one of us
has to be a little practical.

Alright, I'll tell you what to do.
From now on, you be practical...

and I'll be beautiful.

Alright?

Taking him his breakfast again,
I suppose.

Look, mother, Chuck is my husband.
And if he wants to sleep late,

and I want to bring him his breakfast,
it's nobody's concern but ours.

Well, you needn't bite my head off.

Dear, take a jar of this plum jelly.
Chuck likes that.

I'm sorry, Mother.

But honestly, I'm getting sick and tired
of people in this town

acting as if Chuck were...
Well, I don't know,

some freak or something.

Just because he likes to sleep late.
Why shouldn't he?

He's always done it. His rhythm's different
from ordinary people.

If it was my husband, he'd change
his rhythm to just plain march time.

Honestly, dear, don't you think
you'd both feel better if...

Chuck was occupied with something?

Well, I mean, while he's waiting?

Mother, you seem to forget.

Chuck is a very important person
in his field.

I can't have him frightened or bullied
into doing just anything.

Something's bound to turn up
sooner or later,

even if times are bad.

Meanwhile, thank goodness,
they're still buying his records.

I'll have some money for you
this afternoon.

My goodness.
We're terribly touchy today.

- Hey!
- Come on, darling. Get up.

- What time is it?
- Lunch time.

I brought your breakfast.

- Here, you lazy, shapeless, cake eater.
- I think you're cute, too.

Come on, give me a kiss.

- Come on.
- Mother says I spoil you.

And I think she's right.

- There's some mail for you.
- Variety?

- A check from the record company, too.
- Good, open it.

I got a surprise for you.

- I have a surprise for you, too, darling.
- Yeah? how much?

You tell me yours first.

Look, Peggy.

Was that the cat's hat?
I bet that'll bring results.

The whole page, darling?
It must have cost a fortune.

No, only $150.

I don't have to pay for it
till next month.

Let's see your surprise.

Some surprise.

I don't get it.

They had some of the biggest artists
in the business.

How could a big concern
like that go broke?

It doesn't make sense.

I know, darling.

Nothing seems to make sense
these days.

There's nothing for you
to be concerned about, Peggy.

This sort of thing happens to women
all the time.

Married women.

I...

I was just thinking about Chuck.

- You see, he doesn't know yet.
- Well, tell him!

He's a big boy now.

Two is company,
but three is a marriage.

I want you to lead your ordinary,
normal life.

Eat well, and be happy,

and come back to me
in about a month.

Here, take a spoonful of this
whenever you think of it.

You don't need it.

But it'll make you feel precious.

- Hello, Peggy.
- Hello, Mr. Brock.

Maltine and cod liver oil.

- Feeling a bit seedy?
- No, I'm alright.

- It's just to make me feel precious.
- It won't be a minute.

Peggy!

I thought you were coming over
last night, you and Chuck.

Chuck was so tired, Louise.
He's been working awfully hard.

He's been making some terrific
new arrangements.

- Come on over and have a soda.
- No, I...

Come on, my treat.

It isn't that.
I just got a million things to do.

Come on, Peggy. I haven't seen you
in a dog's age.

- Here you are, Peggy. A dollar five.
- Thank you, Mr. Brock. Just charge it.

Hello, Peggy. Been away?

How's Miami, Peggy?

- You want a frappe, honey?
- I think just a lemon frost for me.

Coming right up.

I see by the papers Vincent Lopez
is playing at the Flamingo Room.

Lucky break for him Chuck decided
to settle down in Bloomington?

Make me a Broadway, Eddie.

Lots of whipped cream
and less conversation.

What happened to Paris
and Vienna, Peggy?

You remember, piano with the horses
clopping up the street,

and the women clipping down the street

and between the clipping and the clopping
it's really something?

My friends!

My very good friends.

How long has it been since
you were patting Chuck on the back

calling him a great guy?

He was in the limelight then.

Well, now he's out of work.
Yes, he's out of work, I'm not ashamed of it.

Only it's funny.
Cause I still think he's a great guy.

He's so far above you,
you can't even begin to understand him.

You with your chocolate malted milks.

Do you think you can tear him down
with your vicious little jokes?

Why, you're laughable.

Peggy!

Mother, I heard Dad singing upstairs
a minute ago.

That doesn't fool me. I know your father.
He's worried about something.

He hasn't looked at his
stamp collection in days.

# If a body meet a body
Comin thro' the rye, #

# If a body kiss a body,
need a body cry? #

Good morning, Cora.
Good morning, princess.

- Good morning, Dad.
- Buckwheat cakes!

Andrew what on earth are you doing
in that outfit?

Just thought I'd get back
into harness again for a change.

Well, don't look so discombobulated,
you two.

One would think I was too old
to do an honest day's work.

You've had to lay off some more men
down at the yard, haven't you?

Just temporarily.

But that's got nothing to do
with my needing a little exercise.

Look at me, I'm getting flabby.
Look at that.

Looking like a bay window.

A little physical work will do me
the world of good. Even Dr. Smith said...

I know what Dr. Smith said.

He said you ought to be taking things
a lot easier, that's what he said.

Work never hurt anybody, Cora.

It's letting down that kills people
before their time.

I gotta run now.
I got an appointment.

Andrew, you haven't eaten a thing!

I'll make it up for it at lunch time.
How's Chuck this morning?

- We won't know for several hours.
- Yeah...

Bye, Cora.
- Goodbye, dear.

- Bye, princess.
- Bye, Dad.

# All the laddies smile at me when... #

Finish your coffee, Mom.
I'll get it.

Telegram for Mr. Arnold.
- I'm Mrs. Arnold. I'll take it.

Sign here, please.

Thank you.

- What is it, dear?
- Telegram, Mom, for Chuck.

Chuck! Darling!

I'm coming.

Boy. These Middle Western hours.
It ain't human.

Hurry, darling.
It's a telegram.

It's from Oscar!
What does it say?

A spot for you. Pick up band.
Starting Oriental Theater, Chicago, Monday.

Five shows daily.
Seventy-five weekly.

Report to G. Mason Moore and we'll start
rehearsals tomorrow morning.

Don't be surprised if you look up
and see me playing the piano.

- My God, it's Oscar.
- Darling.

Why, show us a base.
Seventy-five dollars a week.

Why, I did better than this
when I was a kid, after school.

It's not so bad, Chuck.
Just to tide us over.

Are you crazy?

You know what would happen
if it got around

that I was playing a job like this
for that kind of money?

This guy must have a screw loose
sending me a telegram like this.

- What are you going to do?
- I'll tell you what I'm gonna do.

I'm gonna send him a wire
that'll curl his hair.

Seventy-five dollars a week,
five shows a day.

Look up at him and see him...

Buckwheat cakes?

You know? On second thought
I think I'll do it after breakfast.

I couldn't do myself justice
on an empty stomach.

I can't see why it would be so awful
for you to take that job.

I just can't.

Honey, what would you think
if you saw Jascha Heifetz

playing fiddle on a ferry boat?

Chuck, stop.
That isn't even funny anymore.

You're not Heifetz.
And even if you were,

you can't go along forever
with your head in the clouds,

keeping up a front,
ignoring the facts of life.

Darling, there are bills to pay.

We've managed alright so far,
haven't we?

Yes, but what if something
should come up?

Like a big doctor bill,
or something.

I suppose we ought to come up
and then we'll stop worrying about it.

- I'll be hearing from Oscar any day now.
- You just heard from Oscar!

Darling, sometimes
I just don't understand you.

You've been waiting for months
for something to turn up

and now this job comes along and...

Honey, I've tried to explain
to you a lot of times.

Look, I spent years
building up a reputation.

I'm supposed to be
a big-shot band leader.

I couldn't afford to take a job
in a scrub band.

That's the beginning of the end.

There's no way to get off that toboggan
except at the bottom.

You just don't realize.

Darling, we got off that toboggan
quite a ways back.

The end was about six months ago.

Darling, I'm sorry.

But you're living in the past.

$75 a week with a scrub band
is better than nothing at all.

Not for me it isn't.
I'd rather go out and dig ditches

or take in some floors to scrub.

Stop it, Chuck.

You're not gonna help matters any
by being stubborn and unreasonable.

Alright, so I'm stubborn,
so I'm unreasonable.

Maybe this whole depression
was my idea.

Maybe I started the whole thing.

I went out and sold that 13 shares
of Amalgamated wire, the panic was on.

- You're talking like an idiot.
- Honey, why pick on me?

Why not pick on Mr. Hoover,

or Mrs. Hoover,
or the Federal Reserve Bank?

Why not your old man
for not selling more bricks?

Because at least he's working,
he's doing something.

He's not just hanging around the house
week after week

waiting for a miracle to happen,
sponging off the family...

Okay, Peggy.

I think you said enough.

Darling, please.
I didn't mean to hurt you.

- I just tried to make you realize.
- You have.

Don't be childish!

Okay, Grandma.
I must be toddling along.

You're not going to solve anything
by running away.

I'm not running away.
I'm walking to the nearest exit.

I'm going to New York,
where I wanted to go in the first place.

If you want to come along, okay.
If you want to stay here, okay.

I'm through sponging off your family.

- Is that your ultimatum, Chuck?
- If you want to call it an ultimatum.

Said you could come with me,
if you wanted to.

And I'm not gonna beg you.

You don't have to.
I'll give you my answer now.

You can go. Alone!

And you can sit around and have
a good time razzing me with your family.

New York. One way.

- Coach or Pullman?
- Coach.

That's $28,75.

- How much time have I got?
- About an hour. 11:50.

You change in Chicago.

- Any place I can check this bag?
- Yes, sure, right over here.

Peggy.

Peggy.

Peggy.

Yes, Mother.

You said you'd set the table for me.

In a minute, Mother.

Think we'll use the blue set tonight.
It's that sort of day.

Peggy, darling.

Sometimes we have to learn
the hard way.

Maybe it had to happen like this
for you to realize...

Mother, stop! If you're going to say
one word against Chuck...

I was only going to say that sometimes
things like this have to happen

for people to realize
how much they need each other.

I'm sure you'll hear from Chuck.

You'll see.

I'm sorry, Mother...

I just seem to have gone to pieces.

Father will be home soon.

You don't want him
to find you like this, do you?

He won't.
I'll be alright in a minute.

- Oscar,
- Don't be so cordial.

You'll have a hard time
getting rid of me.

I'm sorry, Oscar.
I thought...

Come on in, will you?
I am glad to see you.

You've got magnificent control.

You're like the Rock of Gibraltar, Oscar.
You'll never change, will you?

I feel like a blob of raspberry Jell-O.
Believe me, I'm quivering.

I don't like airplanes.

I get nervous when I have to walk down
a stoop that doesn't got a banister.

So I sit in the sky all night,
like a petrified albatross

just to get to Chicago to meet Chuck,

and all I find is a high-hat telegram.

Where is the guy?

He's gone, Oscar.

Gone?

You'll stay to dinner, won't you?

- Yeah, but...
- Come on then, help me set the table.

So that's the way it is, Oscar.
Chuck's gone to New York...

and I'm staying here.

You mean you two are going
to let a little matter of pride...

No matter! Chuck's pride
is no little matter.

- Look, Peggy, maybe...
- Oscar, it's no use even talking about it.

Chuck's made his choice.
He's gone to New York...

and as far as I'm concerned,
he can stay there.

Well, I guess Chuck just wasn't
cut out for marriage.

I wouldn't say that.

He gave a pretty good imitation
of a happily married man for a while.

Yeah, imitation is right.

Chuck's like one of these showy fighters
with a glass jaw,

he looks fine in the early rounds.

But get him in a tough spot
and he'll crumple like a dish rag.

This had to happen sooner or later.

I think you're being
a little harsh with him, Oscar.

No, Peggy, believe me.

It's better you found the guy out now,
while you're young.

You can still do something
with your life.

Why don't you find some other guy
who's solid and steady?

Maybe a little dull,
but somebody you can depend on.

You know, thoughtful, considerate.

I don't think we should
judge him, Oscar.

After all, Chuck had to work
awfully hard to get where he is.

So what?
Lots of people work hard.

Trouble with Chuck is he thinks
this whole Depression

is his own personal tragedy.

Well, I think you should be ashamed
of yourself.

You call yourself Chuck's friend.

It seems to me you could find
something decent to say about him

instead of running him down
with his own wife.

So you really don't hate him, do you?

- Oscar, what am I going to do?
- Now you're talking sense.

Look, I think I know
where I'll head for.

First thing tomorrow morning.

Who is it?

It's me, princess.

Dad.

Dad, this is Oscar Hoffman,
an old friend of Chuck's.

How do you do, Mr. Hoffman?
Any friend of Chuck's...

- You'll pardon my appearance.
- Certainly.

- You're having dinner with us, of course.
- Yes, Dad. He's been asked.

We're just about ready,
as soon as you get washed.

We'll need another place.

Well, Dad. Chuck isn't going
to be here for dinner.

I'll explain later.

You'd better explain now, Peggy.

Chuck!

Darling.

Yes, 1929 was a funny year.

And so was 1930.

Old values crumbled, old hopes
and dreams went by the board.

But gradually things began to change.

There was life in the old horse,
after all.

And the Mayhew Brick Works
flourished once again...

under the emphasis of the man
whose former talents

had once all been directed
toward music.

Remember, a brick isn't just a brick.

It's the earth and sweat of America.

Every brick you sell
helps build our country.

It also helps build our bank balance.
Now go out and sell bricks.

You can't go back
without seeing young Chuck.

He's almost three now.
You won't recognize him.

The lucky number dance.
Remember, Peggy?

Gee, those were wonderful days.

These are the wonderful days, Louise.

I still have my lucky number.

Dance?

And I get to dance with my husband.

You're beautiful, you know.

Am I?
My folks will be pleased.

Can I have my hand back, please?

Aw, don't go yet.
How about a prize for me?

- A prize?
- Something to remember you by.

# You're like a plaintive melody. #

# That never lets me free. #

# For I'm content #

# the angels must have sent you

# and they meant you #

# just for me. #