All language subtitles for Smash-Up, the Story of a Woman (1947).eng

There is no telling at this time.
The shock is very critical.

For how long will it be?

I have to go on in two minutes.

I need a drink.

I have to go on in two minutes.

I need a drink.

"Good evening ladies and
gentlemen and welcome."

"Once again it is show
time at the Elbow Room."

"The management takes great pleasure to
present to you a charming personality."

"Miss Angelica Evans."

Honestly, Charlie.
I thought you'd never get here.

"I miss that feeling."

"Of your hand in mine."

"I miss that feeling."

"That was so divine."

"There's no need to tell you."

"That I need you so."

"No need to tell you."

"Because how well you know."

"I miss .. those evenings."

"We'd stroll through the park."

"When we'd hide from the moonlight."

"And kiss in the dark."

It's not just because I'm her agent,
but this girl really is unique.

Okay, Mike. I'm sold on her.

"I miss."

"That feeling .."

"Tonight."

"I miss that feeling."

"Your hand in mine."

"I miss that feeling."

"That was so divine."

"There's no need to tell you."

"That I need you so."

"There's no need to tell you because .."

"How well you know."

"I miss."

"Those evenings."

"We'd stroll through the park."

"When we'd hide from the moonlight."

"And we'd kiss in the dark."

"Without you to hold me."

"It doesn't seem .. right."

"I miss."

"That feeling."

"Tonight."

Steve.

Ken's here.

Where?
- Outside.

You're on your own.

I thought it was Friday.
You told me it would be Friday.

The band folded, Angel. I grabbed
the first bus out and scrammed.

Oh, Ken.

Ken, how do you feel?

I feel fine. Now.

We have so much to talk about.
We're going home right this minute.

What about your job?
- You are my job at the moment, darling.

Neat, but not gaudy.
- Oh, this is fine.

Of course, as soon as they have my tower
apartment on Sutton Place ready ..

You'll have one too, Angel.
And I'll get it for you.

Well, certainly.

You didn't think it was your charm that
attracted me. It was your income, silly.

Sure.

By the way, I owe you for a taxi.

We'll talk about that later.

First of all, I'd better
make some coffee.

That's where you're wrong,
because first of all ..

Hello Mike, come on in.
- Hello, Angie.

I'll be with you in just a minute.

Hiya, Mike.
- Hello, Ken.

What do you think?

Corn.
- Leave it in, it sells.

We'll be out of the way here.

The place is sort-of crowded these days.

Ken.
- Hmm.

What about the other fellow?

Steve? Oh, he's always been with Ken.

They started out together in a
little place down at Coney Island.

Now, they've risen to that, huh?
- Don't be like that, Mike.

Wait until you hear Ken sing.
He's really good.

I'm not interested in his singing.

I'm only interested in yours, Angie.

Why, any other girl would give her
eye-teeth for the talent you've got.

Don't you realize that?

Look Mike, the trooper's blood in
our family ran out when it got to me.

I don't believe it. You belong
in the profession, Angie.

Not playing nursemaid to a couple of ..

I'm pretty disappointed in you.

Finding you here under circumstances ..

But the circumstances
are divine, Michael.

And even among the best
people, it's customary ..

Not among your kind, Angie.
At least, I didn't think so.

Of course I know it
is purely selfish but ..

Well.

I just hate to see a really promising
career interfered with. That's all.

Mike .. girls do get married.

What did you say?
- Married. Ken and I.

Oh, I'm sorry. I ..

I'm not just a set of vocal chords
you know. I've got a heart, too.

Well.

It really is a pity under
the circumstances.

Ah, but the circumstances
are divine, Mike.

I want to congratulate you, Ken.
- Thanks, Mike.

I hope you'll both be very happy.
- Thanks.

I wouldn't say he was wildly
happy about it. Would you?

What did you tell that joker?
That you'd been married, or buried?

He was Dad's best friend. He's offended
because we didn't invite to the wedding.

Nice try Angel, but let's face it.

He thinks you've made a mess
of your life and you know it.

Alright then, he thinks so. Am I
supposed to think maybe he's right?

Really, Ken. It's my heart.
Not Mike's or anybody else's.

Or am I wrong? It's yours now, isn't it?

Do you know this is
really getting ridiculous.

Sitting around here kidding
ourselves every day is the lucky day.

We're going to sell a song. We're
going to get a wonderful job singing.

I'm going to take Angie on
a wonderful honeymoon.

Hey, look.

All the people that got some place
had a tough time at the beginning.

Yeah, but where are we doing it?
- Berlin. The singing waiter.

Jolson's out of burlesque.

Crosby sang in a trio.

You know Sinatra wasn't always Sinatra.

If you've got it, you'll make it.

It's all a matter of talent.

Hi, fellahs.
- Hi, Angel.

How you doing?

Great. We wrote a wonderful song today.

Like Tchaikovsky.

I'm sorry I couldn't meet
you this afternoon, darling.

But I had to wait at the doctors so long
I just had time to get to rehearsal.

The doctors?

What's the matter? Something wrong?

Oh no, he says I'm fine.

I'm not staging this properly.

I should let you catch me whisking
a small garment out of sight.

Then all off a sudden you'd
begin to blush, and stammer.

You mean, you ..?

You mean, you and me?

I mean, you don't mean?

Oh darling, that's just corny.

Angel, that's wonderful!

I can't believe it.

You'll just have to take
the doctor's word for it.

But listen.

You've got to have everything just
right, and that costs a lot of money.

Angel, how are we going to do it?
- We'll do it.

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

Steve! Steve .. Steve.

I'm going to have a baby.

I told you you had talent.

Hey, what are you doing? Wait a minute.

I tell you Elliott,
the boy has real ability.

Okay Mike. I'll give him a chance.
- Fine.

I'll go out this way.

It's an interesting voice.
I think you'll like it.

Oh, uh ..

Don't let him know I had
anything to do with it.

Miss Grey, I'll see Mr Conway now.

Mr Conway - Mr Elliott.
- How do you do, sir?

Glad to see you.

And Mr Nelson.
- I'm with Mr Conway.

His accompanist.

Miss Grey, set up an
audition immediately.

This way, please.

Angie, Angie.

I got a job. Station: W.I.A.T.
Fifteen minutes at six o'clock.

Six o'clock? That's a wonderful time.

Yeah, I forgot to tell you. Six o'clock.

In the morning.
- Oh. Well, that's wonderful too.

Well, it means you can quit working.

Ken, we can't be in a rush about that.
We've got to think about the baby.

What do you think I think about?

Well, I mean 'saving'.
After all, babies are expensive.

Now, with both of us working,
we can save so much more.

Oh darling, tell me about
the job. It sounds wonderful.

Wonderful, isn't exactly the word.

The time now. Ten
minutes past six o'clock.

You've been listening to Ken Conway, the
singing cowhand and his friendly guitar.

Now folks, I'll try to entertain you
with an old Western favorite.

Many is the time I sung this
while riding into the sunset.

"Lonely little ranch-house."

"Out there on the range."

"You look so deserted."

"And it seems so strange."

"No smoke comes from your chimney."

"No sign of any pal. Nobody."

"Tumbleweeds around the door."

"So empty your corral. No horses."

"Lonely little ranch-house."

"Silent in the breeze."

"Lonely little dream-house."

"Built with memories."

"Life can be beautiful."

"That can't be denied."

You are right.
That should be a dotted half-note.

It's going to be a beautiful song.

It ought to be because
it's all about you.

You know, this is going to sell.

Every time I play this
phrase my scalp tingles.

You need a shampoo, maestro.

"I'm so in love .."

I wouldn't sell it, Ken.
Sing it yourself and make it popular.

What did she say?

I said Ken ought to sing it
himself and make it popular.

It's her condition.
- Uhuh.

"Love can come any time."

"Come into my heart."

Well, we ought to stop singing
those cowboy songs sometime.

Honey, that's what we're paid for.
- But darling, it isn't you.

If you could just be yourself.
Sing something simple like ..

Well, like ..
- Like?

"Yes I always knew."

Yes.

"That life would be beautiful."

"With you."

Take it easy.

Wait until Angie sees all these.
- Mr Conway.

She ain't here. She had
bad pains a half hour ago.

Huh?
- She went to the hospital.

Oh, Mr Conway.

Oh, you remember Doctor Lorenz?

Oh, sure.

Doctor Forbes.

Excuse me.

You aren't nervous, are you?

Oh no. I'm perfectly calm. My friend
there was just saying how calm I am.

Is she scared?
- No.

Well .. do you think I could
see her for a minute, doctor?

Yes, I think so.

Come with me.

Hey, Ken. It's fifteen minutes.

Huh?

It's fifteen minutes
until the broadcast.

Yep.

"Ride along, ride along, ride along."

"Ride along on the trail
that leads you home."

"Ride along."

"Ride along."

Ken Conway, the melancholy cowhand.

Presents another of his
inimitable western ballads.

Go to the piano, Steve.

Go ahead. Do as I tell you.

I'd like to sing a song that
Steve Nelson and I wrote.

It's for my wife.

Who is not listening
this morning because ..

Well .. she's not listening.

"Life can be beautiful."

"How do I know?"

"Somebody beautiful."

"Just told me so .."

Who's that?

You remember Ken Conway?

I thought he sang cowboy songs.

So did I.

Mr Nagler.
- Shush.

This is the fifth time
you've asked me to listen.

I've a stack of chips you've been losing
to me, so I stay to listen to that kid.

You're out of your mind. Listen.

"Nights can be heavenly."

"Take nights like this."

"What makes them heavenly?"

"Only your kiss."

"Through all these many years."

"Yes, I always knew."

"That life could be beautiful."

"With you."

"Life can be beautiful."

"How do I know?"

"Somebody beautiful."

"Just told me so."

"Life can be summertime."

"When it's really fall."

"Love can come any time."

"Any time at all."

"Nights can be heavenly."

"Take nights like this."

"What makes them heavenly?"

"Only your kiss."

"Through all these many years."

"As I always knew."

"That life could be beautiful."

"With you."

Doctor, thank you. Thank you very much.

Thank you, Doctor.
- Better thank your wife.

Steve, we have a daughter.

No.

Oh, wonderful.

How's Angie?
- Wonderful.

And the baby?
- Wonderful. I'll pass out some cigars.

Here. Try these.
- Thanks, doctor.

Ken, I talked to Elliott this morning.
- Have a cigar.

Thanks.

Ken.
- Have a cigar.

Elliott heard you sing.
- Have a cigar.

He will put you on another
program at six o'clock.

We're already on at six o'clock.
- No. Six o'clock in the evening!

As you can see, Ken. The show has
jumped from tenth to seventh place.

We didn't know how much was due to your
singing, so we took a special survey.

How we doing?
- The customers like you.

All except here, where the line wiggles.

That means the customers weren't
sure whether they liked you or not.

We can get a sponsor now.

We can demand a new show
entirely built around you.

You heard right.

Well, I'll keep my fingers crossed.

Oh, do you mind if I take a powder?

I like to get out to the country
before my daughter goes to sleep.

Sure. Run along.

Oh Martha .. about the fan-mail letters.

When they ask for Ken's picture,
sent them a photograph of me.

Why scare them to death?

I'll take care of it.
- You're a sweetheart.

Goodnight, you two.
- Goodnight.

A nice guy.

Very nice.

Seems too nice.

Hello, my husband.

Hi.

Right across the sides.

How's the baby?
- Fine. She crawls a lot better.

Faster?

Fan-mail, Angie?
- Yes, Steve.

Evening, Mary.

She flatly refuses to close her eyes
until her old man sings a song.

Hi, Angel.
- Darling, don't pick her up.

She'll get excited and then she
won't be able to go to sleep.

It's the way I affect women.

"Close your eyes my little darling."

"Because it's time to drift away."

"To Hush-A-Bye island."

"On Rock-A-Bye bay."

"By a candy-coated mountain."

"You'll have lots of time to play."

"On Hush-A-Bye island."

"On Rock-A-Bye bay."

"You can take the Toy-Town trolley."

"And meet the Jolly-Times Express."

"No-one there is melancholy."

"It's an isle of happiness."

"Don't you keep your dreamboat waiting."

"Hope you have a pleasant stay."

"On Hush-A-Bye island."

"On Rock-A-Bye bay."

She's wonderful, Angie.

If it can only stay like this forever.

We'll never leave here, will we.

Except for that honeymoon we never had.
I won't have you cheated out of that.

This is the best there is .. I know it.

Now, all you fellows have to do
is put over the new show.

Don't worry, at these prices.
- Hey.

I just thought of something awful.

Now we got to worry about income tax.
- Good.

I plan to announce the deal at a
press reception later this afternoon.

Angie expects me for dinner.
- Well, have her come in to town.

You know, it's about time we got
a glimpse of that wife of yours.

Okay. Get her on the phone
will you please, Martha.

You ought to move into town, Ken.

You're good. But being
good isn't all there is to it.

And don't think that big names are
big just because they have ability.

They need to have exploitation.

You've got to build them up.

Now, you'll be interviewed
and photographed.

You'll make recordings and
personal appearances.

You ought to be on hand, so we
can get you any time we want you.

Hello. Mrs Conway? Just a moment,
please. Your husband is calling.

Wait a minute. Don't tell
her what it's all about.

Hello, Angel.

What you doing tonight?

That's funny. I was just sitting here
hoping some nice guy would call me up.

Oh, I'd love to, darling. Where?

Don't ask so many questions. Just be
at Fred Elliott's house at five o'clock.

Will there be a crowd?

There will be a few people.

But I won't know any of them. But ..

Alright, darling. I'll meet
you there at five o'clock.

Goodbye.

Have you finished the
baby's formula, Mary?

Yes, ma'am.
- That's good.

You know.

When I used to sing in nightclubs ..

I was so plain scared I had to have
two drinks before I'd even go on.

What were you scared of, Mrs Conway?

I don't know.

Just .. people, I guess.

You will have to give him up now, Kurt.
I want him to meet a syndicate.

Excuse me.

Hello, Angie.
- Hi, Steve.

Does Ken know you're here?
- No, he's too involved to notice me.

Oh, that's just Martha.

That's Elliott's secretary. Fred.

Come here. I want you to meet ..
- Of course. You are Mrs Conway.

I'm Fred Elliott, Mrs Conway. It is a
very great pleasure to have you here.

Thank you very much, Mr Elliott.

Because what's happened to this boy,
isn't due to me, or even to himself.

It's due to you, actually.

The rest of us just hopped on
your bandwagon, you see.

Hello, Angel. I see you've
already met Fred.

If the rest of you can get your noses
out of those Martinis for a minute.

As you all know, this party was
to have you meet Ken Conway.

Now I must introduce you to the one and
only person responsible for his success.

His charming and talented
wife: Angelica Conway.

Martha, darling. Tell me about
that heavenly young man.

What's his new program to be called?

It is called: 'An American Sings'.

I am so glad you like him.
- Oh, thanks.

I am terribly sorry Mrs Conway, but he
can't possibly be disturbed right now.

Darling, what is this?

Why are you so mysterious
about where we're going?

Well, it shows a bit, doesn't it?
We've been married a couple of years.

I thought I'd break down
and buy my wife a present.

How do you like this neighborhood?

It's awfully grand.

I can't imagine what we're doing here.
- Slumming.

Good afternoon, Mr Conway.
- Hello Benson. This is Mrs Conway.

How do you do, Mrs Conway?
- Hello.

Take care of the car, will you please.
- Certainly, sir.

It's awfully nice to have
met you, Mrs Conway.

It's awfully nice to
have met you, Jimmy.

I almost forgot. I have a key.

There is one for you.

Hello Edwards. This is Mrs Conway.

Good afternoon, madam.
- Good afternoon, Edwards.

Now look. A joke is a joke.

Remember that tower apartment on
Sutton Place you always wanted?

Oh, Ken.

Come on. Now, wait a minute.

You haven't seen the joint yet.

You ain't seen nothing yet.
Come on, come on.

Close your eyes.

Open them.

Oh, Ken.

It's enchanting. Here.

What a wonderful idea.

Darling, what beautiful, beautiful toys.

Imagine Angel's face
when she sees all this.

Darling, how did you find the time?
- Well, Martha helped me.

Martha?

Yes. She's terrific. I don't see how
she did all this in just a month.

No truly, Miss Gray. I couldn't
be more delighted with it.

Well, that's quite a relief, Mrs Conway.
Ken was so anxious for you to like it.

As Ken says, you're magic.

You really are, aren't you.

People are arriving in droves.

Then I'd better ..
- At this point ..

I feel almost ready to cope with them.

How do you do?
- Good evening.

I'm Mrs Conway.

Oh, Michael.

If you knew what it is
to see a familiar face.

Didn't you know I was invited?

I didn't know anybody was
invited until just a few hours ago.

Ken thinks it's a good way
to break in our new home.

Oh Martha .. would you?

Of course.

Something tells me I'm going to
get awfully high tonight, Michael.

Stand by for me, will you.

Why bother? Why not just take it easy?

These things run themselves, Angie.

Oh, no they don't.

They are run very carefully indeed
by the people who know how.

John.

How are you, Martha?

All your friends are here.

Hey, do you know what a Stone Fence is?

Do you mean a Stonewall?
- I mean a Stone Fence, brother.

It's sort of like an ice-cream
soda .. with conviction.

Bartender.

Would you please give me a
cocktail shaker with some shaved ice.

And some Brandy, and some
Absinthe and some Cointreau.

Yes, ma'am.

This is something special.

Insidious, isn't it Angie?

What, Mike?

All this leisure.

So much of it makes you
realize what work really meant.

Isn't that so?

Do you mean I could miss singing
my lungs out in those gin-mills?

That's the silliest
thing I've ever heard.

What you need Mike, is a Stone Fence.

Just about the most colossal
drink you've ever drunk.

Drank.

It puts poise in apathetic people.

If you know what I mean.

But after the second one your
spine turns to solid platinum.

You take one party Brandy.

And two parts .. Rye.

"I'll have another drink."

"I won't get frightened of the show."

"Oh, she's a nice little thing, really."

"But you know radio.
Full of big stars like Ken."

"And the women they happened to
marry before they were successful."

"Would you like to see my baby?"

"Do you think you can hold him
just because you have a baby?"

"Oh Ken, I'm trying so hard."

"If I could just get
some self-confidence."

"Yes .. another drink. Just one more."

"Insidious, isn't it Angie?"

"I want my wife to have every
good thing that there is."

"Of course, there is no sense in it
when you can give me everything."

"But I'm afraid, Ken. I'm afraid."

"Ken."

Ken, help me .. help me.

Ken!

Angel. What's the matter?

Darling.
- Darling, hold me.

Darling, you've just had a bad dream.

I'm here with you.

Angel.

Maybe if you had a few
less when you drink.

I'd have nightmares too
if I drank as much you do.

I don't know what happens to me.

I begin to feel so inadequate somehow.

And I need courage
and it gives it to me.

But that's so foolish.
- No.

But darling, if I could
feel it was still us.

You and me together.

That you need me.

The way you did when
you were first starting.

If we could go away for a
little while. A weekend even.

We will darling. Any weekend you say.

This Friday then.

Just you and me and the baby.
Anywhere. I don't care.

This Friday I've that Benefit and Martha
has a million things lined up for me.

Then how about next weekend?

Next weekend?

We will, darling.
Just as soon as possible.

Hey. Do you realize how long it's been
since we wrote a tune together?

I've no idea.

Three months.

Why don't you get some time,
so we can beat something out?

Why don't you get some time? Period.

I wonder what is keeping Angel.

A double feature, probably.

That's where she spends
most of her days.

Not anymore.

I know Martha called her to remind
her that Fred's party was tonight.

Why, she'd hardly miss
a treat like that.

She has to spend a
whole evening with you?

And fifty other people.

A song with some heart in it.
That's what we ought to do.

Like the one you wrote for Angie
when she was going to have the baby.

Cut it out, Steve.

What's the matter?

Well, that song just makes me
realize how different everything is.

Isn't that good?

I'd say everything is great.

Your new radio show is
the best thing on the air.

Yeah. Everything is just great.

Tell Angel I'm dressing, will you.

Hello.

Hiya, Stevie. Where's the boy?
- He's changing.

You're going to Elliott's
party tonight, remember.

Oh, murder.

Well in that case, I had
better have a little drink.

Mix me something, will you?
- Did you run out of double features?

Ah, Steve. You look as low as I
felt when I got up this morning.

Come on, we'll both have one.

An Old-Fashioned.

Only no sugar, no vegetables,
and go light on the ice.

Why corrupt good liquor?

Do you know what I did?
- What?

I bought myself a hat.
- Yeah?

Want to see it?
- Uhuh.

What time does it light up?

Oh, you rat.

It's a bit different from
what you usually wear.

That's just what I mean.
A new personality.

Any change would be for the better.

Hello Angel. You'd better get dressed.

There's nothing like a warm welcome.
- Well honey, it's late.

Look, my new chapeau. Do you like it?

Confidentially.

Oh, Ken.

I guess you're right.

I guess I knew it was terrible.
I'll take it back tomorrow.

Hey, Steve, what are you up to?
I don't want that thing.

You twisted my arm.

Angie .. have you forgotten that
Fred expects us tonight for dinner?

I'll be alright darling.
I'll be dressed before you are.

Steve, have you noticed how stuffy my
husband's been getting about drinking?

I'll see you later at Fred's.

Oh, wait until we're ready to come.

And you could fix me another
Old-Fashioned while we're dressing.

She's probably still asleep.

No. She's in the bar.

Go on in, but let me tell her.
I'll be with you in a minute.

Hello, Angie.
- Hi, Steve.

I felt so awful from last night.
I thought this might help.

I'd hoped by this time that ..
- What, Steve?

That you'd found out that it won't.

Did you ever sit day after day, night
after night, staring at your hands?

I have.

So you take a little drink.

You know, there is something
creative about pouring a drink.

There is something warm
and friendly about it.

Do I sound like a straitjacket case?

No. Just a borderline.

Angie ..

Hello, darling.

You didn't tell her, did you?

Remember that honeymoon we never got?
- Oh, that one.

We're leaving on it this afternoon.

What do you think of that?

Darling.

Of course, he's expected to make a few
personal appearances while he's there.

We break in the new show in Chicago.
But we get away from them. Don't worry.

You can get us packed by five?

Mister, I'd like to see
anybody try and stop me.

Steve .. will Ken need
his tails, do you think?

Best pack them.

I haven't seen him for
hours. Where is he?

He's getting the dope on
our welcome into Chicago.

A parade through the loop.
Tour the stockyard.

Charming.

I'll just skip that one.
Unless Ken needs me.

No, he won't need you. Martha will
be there to take care of everything.

Martha?

Are you serious, Steve?

Yeah, she'll do the hack work.
Ken couldn't get along without her.

Whereas me, I'm just sort of
an afterthought. Is that it?

I wonder if Ken consulted
her about taking me.

Angie.

Martha thought it would be a swell idea.

Oh, that's just fine.

Just fine.

I think I left my cigarettes in the bar.

Everything all set?

I don't know how it happened.

How what happened? What's the matter?
- The stuff is packed, but Angie is ..

Drunk.

Where is she?

Ken.

She never sees you.

She thinks all these dames making a
play for you mean something to you.

She's afraid of losing you.

She's all mixed up.

Oh, gee. I ..

What is the matter, Ken?

Is my ..

Is my hat on crooked or something?

What's the matter, Ken?

Aren't you ready?

Are you, Angel?

Most certainly.

Certainly, I'm ready.

As soon as I get my dress on.

Only, if we could just
wait until tomorrow.

I can't wait until tomorrow.
We've got to give a show.

Oh .. a show.

My goodness, Ken. It seems ..

You always have to give a show.

It's the way that show must
go on, and on, and on.

I'm going to have to
leave without you, Angie.

But suppose you don't
want the show to go on?

How are you going to stop it? Huh?

Goodbye, Angel.

Suppose it just keeps rolling along?

Then you wished there
wasn't any show at all.

The show.

It's always taking over.

Is all well, Miss Kirk?

Hello, Mr Conway.
Come in and see the bairn.

Oh, there is my girl.

That looks like fun.

Be careful. She'll get oil
all over you, Mr Conway.

I don't mind.

Oh, Miss Kirk.

Mrs Conway doesn't feel very well.

Maybe you'd better not take the baby
in to see her until in the morning.

I understand, sir.

You behave yourself.

Goodbye.

Mrs Conway. Mrs Conway.

I'm sorry to disturb you so early,
but the bairn has a little fever.

I've sent for Doctor Lorenz.

Oh, it's not serious.
Just a little over a hundred.

I'll be right there.

It seems to be a throat infection.

Keep her on a liquid
diet and watch her closely.

Yes, doctor.

No better.

"My little darling."

"Because it's time to drift .. away."

"To Hush-A-Bye island."

"On Rock-A-Bye bay."

"By a candy-coated mountain."

"You'll have lots of time to play."

"On Hush-A-Bye island."

"On Rock-A-Bye bay."

Her temperature is 103. And she
has difficulty with her breathing.

As quick as you can. Please, Doctor.

I know, darling. It hurts.

But it will be better soon.

Shush.

Mummy is right here with you.

There is nothing to be afraid of.

It's pneumonia, Mrs Conway.

You will have to have a special nurse.

Could you arrange for it, doctor?

Yes. Certainly.

This Miss Fenton is a
very capable nurse.

And now I suggest that you
get a good night's sleep.

I've discovered I don't need any sleep.

Really? That is a remarkable discovery.

I have Chicago on the phone, Mrs Conway.
- Yes, Edwards. I'll take it right here.

My husband. I've been
trying to reach him.

He knows about the baby, of course?

Not until now.

His new show means so
much to him. I hated to ..

Hello?

Yes, this is Mrs Conway.

Hello, Ken.

Be quiet will you, please. Be quiet
back there. All of you, will you.

Hello?

Hello, Angel?
Talk louder, will you please.

Ken, can't you hear me?

I'm trying to tell you about the baby.

I can't hear you, Angel.

No, it's nothing darling.
I just thought I'd call you.

Yes, it sounds like a wonderful party.

Goodbye, dear.

Thank you, Edwards.

I'll just have some more coffee.

You know, the way you have
been driving yourself, Mrs Conway.

I'd even recommend a drink.

You would?
- Uhuh.

I don't think so.

And when did you eat last?

I haven't kept track.
- Then eat a sandwich.

Doctor's orders.

She's got to get better soon, Doctor.
She can't go on this way.

We can't tell when a crisis will come.

You still haven't told your husband?

You think that's wrong?

I'm puzzled .. I can't judge.

I'll tell him when it's over. When ..

Doctor.

Pull the tent back.

She's much better.

Operator, I want the
Windsor Hotel in Chicago.

I'll wait.

I'd like to speak to Ken Conway, please.

Oh, I'm so sorry.
I'm trying to reach Mr Conway.

This is Mr Conway's room.

It is?

Well.

Could I ..

Could I speak to him, please?

Oh, it's you Mrs Conway.
Certainly. Just a moment, please.

Ken, it's your wife
calling from New York.

Hello, Angel.

Oh, that's alright. We've been here
all night working on the show.

Well, I thought I should tell
you, Ken. The baby's been sick.

Angie, why haven't you told me sooner?
- Well ..

I did call you once, but ..

I don't know. I thought you'd worry.

I know how much this
new show means to you.

Angel, are you crying?
- I'm just tired, that's all.

No. There is no reason
for you to come back.

There is no reason at all.

Hello?

Hello, Angel?

Hello?

Why, Mr Conway.
- Hello, Miss Kirk.

How is the baby?

Oh, Mr Conway.

I .. I recognize you from your pictures.

Angel is doing very well, Mr Conway.

There's nothing at all
to worry about now.

Isn't it extraordinary how
quickly they recover.

And I certainly see where she got that
robust constitution now I've met you.

I was asking Mrs Conway the other day.
- Where is she?

Why, in her room, I imagine.

Excuse me.

Ken.

But I thought ..

How come you're not in Chicago?

Aren't you supposed to ..?
- You're just the way I left you.

Now, Ken ..

I've got to go back in an hour.

You'd better try to sleep this off
unless you want that nurse doing it.

What difference does it make?

She'd be used to it
by now, wouldn't she?

I can't keep her away from the
stuff if she's determined to get at it.

You could have, once.
Before she ever got to this stage.

Well, look who's here.

Where you going?
- In the park.

The park? Oh, that's fine.
Have fun. Be a good girl.

Alright, Miss Kirk.
- Come on, dear.

Goodbye, Angel.

Goodbye, daddy.

She is a lovely child.

Well brought up.

You know Conway, with all the
best intentions in the world.

Men like you make their wives idle.

Useless.

You give them servants
to clean their houses.

Nurses to take care of their children.

And then you say to them ..

Now you have everything you want.

Sit there and enjoy it.

Naturally. I try to give my
wife everything she wants.

Certainly, you have.

But in doing so, you have taken
all responsibility away from her.

Left her life with no value.

In despair, feeling she has lost you
to your career in exchange for ..

Nothing she desired.

Your wife turned to this.

Well, what can I do, Doc?

Your wife is the victim of a disease
and there is only one cure.

That is to give up liquor entirely.

They are like diabetics who have
to reject sugar and take their insulin.

Alcoholics must give up alcohol.
Live without it.

Well, will you tell her that, Doctor?
You think you can make her realize that?

I'll speak to her but she
may not be ready yet.

She will never be ready until
she faces her illness and ..

She herself wants to change.

Good afternoon, Doctor.
- Good afternoon, Mrs Conway.

Pardon me for interrupting.

Ken. Elliott's office just called. Seems
you're late. They're waiting for you.

I'd better get down there.

Goodbye, Angel.

Goodbye, Doctor.
- Goodbye, Conway.

This coffee looks absolutely foul.
Wouldn't you rather have a drink?

At two o'clock in the afternoon?

Well I just thought, if you were tired.

There are people you know,
who even drink in the morning.

Are there?

Now, why do you tell me that, I wonder?

It occurred to me.

No. Ken put you up to it, didn't he?

He told you all about me.

Your husband is extremely
disturbed about you.

So I take a drink once
in a while. What of it?

Does that make me a ..

A lush or something?

There are a lot of people
who drink to excess.

They are not sad .. they are just sick.

He had no right to tell you.

He had every right.
Because he loves you.

But only you can help yourself
in the final analysis, Mrs Conway.

By facing what's happened
and .. resolving to conquer it.

You're just as sanctimonious as he is.

It's my business what I do.
I don't hurt anybody but myself.

How about your husband and your child?

And I thought you were my friend.

If you don't mind Dr Lorenz,
would you please ..

Excuse me.

I forgot. I've got a key.

Edwards, is Mrs Conway home?

You dropped this.

Oh, Ken ..

Ken, I've been waiting to talk to you.

Not now.

Hello, Angie.

You know something, Steve?

I read someplace. From the Chinese
or the Egyptians or somebody.

It said these are the
three worst things:

'To lie in bed and sleep not'.

'To wait .. for one who comes not'.

'To try to please ..'

'And please not'.

They all fit me, don't they?

Ken.
- Huh?

Hey look, why don't you
give Angie a chance?

It's hopeless, Steve.
She wouldn't even listen to Dr Lorenz.

So help me, Ken. Dumb as I am,
I could handle it better than you do.

Why not make her think she's a help
to you, like she was at the beginning?

Let her do something on her own.

Throw a shindig, maybe. With her
running everything. Not Martha.

It's wonderful to see you, Rita.

I wouldn't miss this for
anything in the world.

You too.

Nice seeing you again, Angie.
- Thank you.

Angel. I'm so proud of you.

You really look beautiful tonight.
- Don't be silly, darling.

This emerald. It's so big.

What is it, Ken?

Nothing. I mean, I didn't
know you invited Martha.

Yes. Why shouldn't I?

How are you, Martha?

I'm so glad you could come.

Angie, you look too lovely for words.

Thank you.

Let's have a drink, shall we?

Love to.

Hi, Ken.
- Hi, Martha.

Martha, you went with them for
that coast broadcast, didn't you?

Of course. I wouldn't have
missed that for anything.

Hello, Jane.

You must really love your work.

I mean, it couldn't have been much fun.

Could it?

Oh, we found time for it here and there.

And Ken is so wonderful to work with.

Is he?

An Old-Fashioned please.

Make mine a mild one, bartender.

Angie, that's the most attractive
pendant I have ever seen.

Thank you. It's a present from Ken.

Yes, I know. Exquisite.

You knew, Martha?

Of course.

I write all Ken's checks, you know.

It's in such perfect taste.

I rather thought you had
something to do with it.

I consider that an extremely
nice compliment, Angie.

Well, did you?

I happened to mention that I'd
always wanted an emerald pendant.

And did you happen to be
with Ken when he bought it?

Really darling, you're making me
feel like I'm on trial or something.

Do I, darling?

I didn't think you could
feel anything so human.

To your health, Martha.

Thank you.

I think I see some friends.
Would you excuse me please, Angie.

Steve.

Was the trip to California fun?

Not for me. Too much work.

How about Ken?

And Martha? They seemed to
enjoy themselves, didn't they?

Angie, don't.

You are imagining things.

I seem to have a talent for it, Steve.

After all, you were Ken's friend first.
Naturally, you'd be loyal to him.

It's not a question of loyalty, Angie.

Michael.

Hiya, Michael.
- Hello, Angie.

Oh, do I want to talk to you.

Let's go have a little ..

Oh.

Here's to us, Michael.

Listen, Mike.

Listen. I know what's wrong with me.

What is it, Angie?

Well, it's my self-respect. That's what.

I've lost my self-respect.

Listen, Mike.

Will you be my agent again?

Of course I will Angie, but just now ..
- Because I will get a job singing.

I'm going to make this town sit up
and take notice of Angie Evans.

I'm going to sing ..
- Listen, Angie.

Ken is singing.

Oh no.

No, Mike. He shouldn't sing that song.

"Nights can be heavenly."

"Take nights like this."

"What makes them heavenly?"

"Only your kiss."

"Through all these many years."

"I guess I always knew."

"That life could be beautiful."

"With you."

"Life can be beautiful."

"How do I know?"

"Somebody beautiful."

"Just told me so."

"Life can be summertime .."

"When it's really fall."

"Love can come anytime."

Having fun, Angie?

So self-contained, aren't you.

So poised.

Look at you. Not a hair out of place.

You look pretty nice yourself, Angie.

Oh, I'd love to see you all mussed up.

I can't think of anything that
would give me a bigger kick.

I bet you're like this when you get up
in the morning even, aren't you, Martha?

Or should I ask my husband?

Steady, Angie.

Everything in this house
belongs to you, doesn't it?

You picked it all out.
Even this pendant!

Well, I don't want it. Take it!

Mrs Conway .. Mrs Conway.

Leave me alone!
- Stop it, Martha.

Stop it!

Ken.

What?

I'm scared.

I don't remember clearly.

But I was a lovely hostess, wasn't I?

You were practically Emily Post.

Ken .. you've got to help me.

No .. don't turn on the light.

It's easier to talk to you in the dark.

What makes me do it?

Liquor.

Other people drink.

Not the way you do.

Why?

What's wrong with me?

I don't know.

You've got everything in
the world that you want.

You should have seen yourself.
You were like a crazy woman.

Ken.

Help me.

For the baby.

You don't care about me.

But you're crazy about the baby.

Don't talk that way.

I know how you feel.

But the baby is mine as well as yours.

You can't shut me out.

Nobody is trying to shut you out.

But there is a limit to everything.

What are you trying to say?

It's obvious, isn't it?

A limit to everything?

What are you trying to say, Ken?

It's going to be the end of our
marriage if you go on this way.

I've had about enough.
Don't you realize that?

You have had enough?

You're still half-drunk, aren't you.

Then why don't you get out?

Why just keep whining around
about how you've had enough?

I've had enough, too!

Get out and let me alone.

Is that what you want?

Listen to you. You can't even say
it yourself. You make me say it.

A divorce! A divorce.
I'm not afraid to say it.

Okay, Angie.

Ken.

Ken.

Ken.

Ken!

He's gone, Mrs Conway.

Hello.

Oh, hello Angie.

What's wrong?

I don't know what happened
last night, Steve.

It's all a blank.

Except that I know we
had some kind of a row.

And he packed all his things and told
Edwards he was going to send for them.

Sure, but you've had arguments before.

Ken wouldn't do a thing like that.

Hey look .. I'll go and
talk to him myself.

I'll bring him home to you personally.
Leave it to me, will you.

And don't worry.

Go now.

He's left you.

If you knew how I hate you.

You're so weak and pitiful it
makes me sick just to look at you.

It made him sick too.

So he walked out on you.

He'll never come back.

He'll never come back.

What are you trying to prove by this?

I'm fed up. I'm through, Steve.

Feeling kind-of sorry for
yourself, aren't you?

It's not your fault you're too busy as
a hotshot to save your own marriage.

Look, Ken. She's helpless.

The Doc told you she's
the victim of a disease.

What will anything else you've
got mean without Angie?

Nothing very much.

I know I owe her everything.

She can have all the money she wants.
She can have the apartment.

But I told the lawyer that I want
the baby. For obvious reasons.

Swell.

She's going to like
that fine, isn't she.

Why give her anything at all?

Why don't you just throw
her out and be done with it?

You'd better go, Steve.
- I'm going.

I hope you'll be very
happy with your fan-mail.

Ken just won't listen to reason, Angie.

Perhaps after his had a
chance to think things over ..

It's finished, Steve.

I've lost him.

The lawyer made that clear on the phone.

I told him I wanted my baby and
he said a child wasn't safe with me.

He said they'd come into
court and prove I'm not ..

Ken wouldn't let them do that, Angie.

We both know better than that, don't we.

Steve, I've got to get out of here.

I can't stand this place.

Let Martha have it.

Let here have Ken too.

My baby is alright with Miss Kirk.

But I can't stay here.

Steve, you've got to get me out of here.

It looks okay, huh?

Yes.

No feminine touches smearing it up.

Well ..

How about having a little
dinner with me, huh?

You know, you're a swell guy, Steve.

But you want to keep tabs on me.

I want to be alone.

Yeah.

Well.

Angie.

You will take care of
yourself, won't you?

Hmm.

I can talk to you in the morning?
- Sure.

Goodnight.

Room service please.

"Without you, to hold me."

"It doesn't seem right."

"I miss that feeling."

"Tonight."

We'll put you on the
dinner show, Mrs Conway.

Thank you, Mr Winsley.

We have a special kind of
clientèle here, you know.

It's not one of those bang-bang places.

She's scarcely a bang-bang
personality, Sam.

I know the crowd, Mr Winsley.
You are absolutely right.

I'll send you over a
contract this afternoon.

Mike .. how do you do it?

It's easy .. everybody remembers you.

No they don't.

All they know is that
I'm Mrs Ken Conway.

But it's my own name I'm going
to use. I want that understood.

'Angelica Evans'.

Yes. Yes, I'll go and talk
to them about it right now.

Don't you worry.

Calm yourself, Steve. I'll stay sober.

I'm as calm as a clam.

You don't have to worry about me, Steve.

I want my baby and I'm going
to prove I can take care of her.

I know you will, Angie.

Protecting me, aren't you?
- Now don't be so suspicious.

My hero.

Never struck my mother in my life.

At least not where it would show.

But Angie doesn't have to work in clubs.
She can have all the money she wants.

She knows that, Ken.

But she's trying to prove to you that
she can stand on her own feet now.

In the hope that you
might let the baby ..

The baby stays with me once and
for all. You'd better tell her that.

I see.

Hello.
- Hello, Martha.

Am I early?
- No. Just in time.

Painting the town tonight?
- No, just dining here.

Now that's what I call an
enterprising dress, Martha.

Enterprising?
- Smooth.

You look sweet yourself, Steve.

I was trying to think of the right
word for it. Smooth, definitely.

Should I go out and come in again?
- Don't mind Steve. He'll get over it.

There is nothing like the
light touch, is there.

Do you know what Angie
is doing right now?

She's locked herself alone in her
hotel room, fighting for her life.

A stupid dame, isn't she.

When we know she just
hasn't got a chance.

I hope you have a swell time.

Steve!

I'd like to tell you something.

Skip it. You don't fool me for a minute.

Well I don't fool myself either.

Give me credit for that at least.

Curiously enough, I'm human, Steve.

You amaze me.
- And naive.

Do you know for example, what it meant
to me coming here to dinner tonight?

It's all I've thought about all day.

It's true, you see.

I am in love with Ken.

I have been from the very beginning.

But where does it get me, Steve?

I run errands. I get kicked around
and I never stop being efficient.

While we were on tour.

You and a lot of people were
suspicious of us, weren't you?

Maybe.

You were. I wanted you to be.

That impression is all I've ever had.

Idiotic, isn't it.

How people in love react.

Take Ken now .. he wants to hurt Angie.

He doesn't want her to work.

He wants her completely dependent
on him because he loves her.

It's all gone to pieces.

So none of us get what we want.

Me, I'm a character who's just humble
enough to take what I can get.

So, I'll hang around and
be a pal because ..

That's all there is for me.

Do you still think I'm smart, Steve?

I'm sorry, Martha.

Goodnight, you two.

Martha.

Don't worry about what to say, Ken.

I .. just remembered an
appointment with a headache.

See you tomorrow, Ken.

Hello Miss Kirk. How are you?

How is the baby?

The bairn is fine, Mrs Conway.

Oh, she talks about you a lot.

Of course.

I'm afraid we won't be here, Mrs Conway.

I don't know exactly. I ..

I understand.

Mr Conway has given orders that I ..

I'm not to see Angel.

He even had the lock on the front
door changed so your key won't fit.

I see.

When do we get a table?
We've been waiting a long time.

Set them up, Johnny. Set them up
for everybody. I'm the new father.

Have a cigar.

Oh, excuse me.
- Sure.

Won't you have a drink with us?
We're celebrating.

No thanks.
- Well, I wish you would.

A straight bourbon. Make it a double.
- You bet.

Mr Gordon there, his wife just presented
him with a seven-pound baby girl.

No fooling, you guys.

You've never seen a baby like mine.

You don't know what it means for two
people to have a little kid to live for.

"Now ladies and gentlemen, we bring you
that ballad made popular by Ken Conway."

"Life can be beautiful."

"How do I know?"

"Somebody beautiful."

"Just told me so."

Same thing, Miss?

Yeah. Same thing, Johnny.

How about a cigarette?

Thank you.

"Love can come any time."

"Any time at all."

Well, happy days.

"Take nights like this."

"What makes them heavenly?"

You know, it's a nice song.

It's a beautiful song.

It is too beautiful to be
murdered that way.

Listen, you can't refuse to
drink to my new baby, can you.

Sure, I'll drink to your new baby.

Okay, Johnny.

You probably think I'm an
awful dope reacting this way.

No I don't.

By golly, you just don't know what
it's like to have a baby like that.

Oh, yes I do.

I know very well.

You see, I've got a little girl too.

Why, that's wonderful.

They won't let me see her.

They won't let you see your own baby?

Listen. Don't you ever let anybody
take your baby away from you.

I shouldn't, should I.

That's true.

I shouldn't let anybody take
my baby away from me.

I'm going to get my baby back.

Joe and me put you to bed.

Joe?

My husband.

You was lying out on the front steps.

Joe came home from the night shift.

We brung you up here.

Why?

Nothing to do with me.

I had a sister like that.

You know, with that cigarette?

You nearly burnt up the bed last night.

Want a little nip?

I knew you would. My sister always did.

The school next door. It's recess time.

Could I have another?

Help yourself.

I needed that.

There's something I've got to do.

Stop right on this corner, please.
- Okay.

Angel.

Hiya, mummy.
- Hello, my angel.

Would you like to take a ride with me?

In the car?
- Uhuh.

But you mustn't make a sound
or Miss Kirk won't let you go.

You be quiet now.

Cute, isn't he.

Well.

Are you mummy's good girl?
- Yes.

Do I have to go to bed now, mummy?

Not right this minute, darling. But as
soon as you've finished your dinner.

There we are.

Can I sleep in the big bed, mummy?

Of course you can sleep
in mummy's big bed.

Let's have a little cream on here.

There.

Mummy's forgot the sugar.

I finally found an officer.

I told him I saw Mrs Conway
driving away with the bairn.

You told the police about it?
- I was so frightened, sir.

It looked like Mrs Conway
had been drinking.

Call the police, Steve.

Tell them the baby's home here
with us and everything is alright.

We'll find them ourselves.

But if Angie's been drinking,
Ken, the baby's not safe with her.

In her condition, Mr Conway, there is no
telling what she may do with the bairn.

The baby is safe with her,
no matter what condition she's in.

Call the police before
the papers find out.

Tell them the whole thing was a mistake.

You're so sleepy, you can't
keep your eyes open.

You can't keep your eyes open.

You are right, darling. Mummy is tight.

Goodnight, my angel.
- Goodnight, mummy.

Mummy.

Yes, darling?

Sing my song.

"Close your eyes."

"My little darling."

"Because it's time to drift .."

"Away."

"To Hush-A-Bye island."

"On Rock-A-Bye bay."

"You can take the Toy-Town trolley."

"And meet the Jolly-Times Express."

"No-one there is melancholy."

"It's an island."

"Of happiness."

"Don't you keep your dreamboat waiting."

"Hope you have .."

"A pleasant stay."

"On Hush-A-Bye island."

"On."

"Rock-A-Bye .."

"Bay."

"Why just keep whining around
about how you've had enough?"

"I've had enough, too!"

"Get out and let me alone."

"Well, I don't want it. Take it."

"What difference does it make?."

"She would be used to it
by now, wouldn't she."

"It's pneumonia, Mrs Conway."

"I propose you have to
have a special nurse."

"Oh, if it could only
stay like this forever."

"We'll never leave here, will we."

"Close your eyes my little darling."

"Because it's time to drift away."

"I mean .. you don't mean?"

"Darling, that's just corny."

"Angel, that's wonderful."

Mummy, mummy!

Mummy, mummy, mummy!

Mummy, mummy.

My baby, my baby!

Save my baby.

My baby.

My baby.

My baby.

My baby.

My baby!

Please, doctor.

Couldn't she see the baby?

It might help.

Bring in the child, nurse.

The baby is safe, Angel.

She's safe.

She's alright.

Mummy.

My baby.

Mummy.

Mummy.

You see, Ken.

Her whole world was built around you.

And she thought she had lost you.

I understand that, now.

If you do.

Then if you accept that it was partly
your fault, it will help you both.

I do accept it.

I didn't understand when
she called for help.

I failed her.

That's true .. in a sense.

But at the time.

She didn't understand the truth
of her exclusion from your life.

She thought she had lost you to Martha.

But that was never true.

I know. But so does she.

She made it up to justify her drinking.

You see.

She couldn't see the reality
of a break between you.

And in her private world to
which she retreated with a bottle.

Well.

There she could imagine
and justify everything.

She won't have to imagine
anything from now on.

I'm going to see to that.

You sure you're not tired, darling?
- Of course not.

It's such fun sitting up at last.

There is nothing to worry about now.

Eventually, there won't
be even any scars.

Ken.

I've got to tell you something.

It had to happen the way it did.

I needed to hit rock bottom
before I could change.

Now, l ..

I'm never going to be afraid again.

We're going to have a wonderful
life together, darling.

And darling, it's wonderful to
rise each day and fear not ..

To sleep each night and dream not.

And to give one's heart.

And doubt not.