All language subtitles for Its a Pleasure (1945) EN

Now,
the Wildcats have the puck.

They cross the blue line,
up to mid-ice.

But Perrier of the Canadians
comes in fast and takes over.

The Canadians are driving back
now toward the Wildcat goal.

It's a shot through the
screens and they miss!

Both teams scramble wildly
for the puck.

Don Martin. Martin, number five,
eased into the Wildcat pitches.

And there's a spill!

Oh, easily these boys
are playing for keeps.

It's Martin and Labadoux
speeding over to the sidelines.

Martin's down! Martin throws a punch
at Labadoux as he climbs to his feet!

The boys are still struggling
over on the sidelines

as the referee and players
from both teams

skate in to break it up!

Hot tempers on cold ice.

Cut it out, you two.
Into the penalty box.

Who, me?

Both of you.
Five minutes.

How do you like this guy?

Now don't give me
any of your lip.

I didn't say a word.

And now there they go,

side by side into the penalty
box for five minutes.

Take it easy, Don.

Sorry, Coach, I must
have lost my head.

Monsieur would like
a powder puff?

If Monsieur had a puss like
yours, he'd wear a mask.

You said it, kid.

Well, here I am again.

So I see.

Here's the face-off.
Referee drops the puck.

And the Canadian center
passes to Perrier.

Now he turns toward
the Wildcat goal.

These Canadian Seals are one of the
fastest teams I've ever seen.

They execute their plays
quickly and decisively.

Their timing is excellent
and their precision good.

Pick it up, Graceful.

People who don't know how to
skate should keep off the ice.

If I had a good teacher like
you, maybe I could learn.

Is anyone hurt?

You mean anyone in particular?

The great Don Martin
by any chance?

You're always picking on Don.

Oh, he's probably
pie-eyed.

The tempo of the game increases

despite the fact that each
team is one man short.

I think it's time now to release
the players from the penalty box.

The Canadians are making another bid.
Rouan has the puck.

He's coming fast. He drives
a long shot but misses.

Yes, Martin of the Wildcats
and Labadoux of the Seals

are coming back into the game!
Now watch the fur fly.

See. He's perfectly
all right.

Don't even look at that guy.

Why not? A cat can
look at a king.

Well, if he's a king, he's
the last of a long line.

Oh, he just hasn't found
himself, that's all.

And he can stay lost
as far as I'm concerned.

You don't know him. Don Martin can
be anything he set his mind to.

All he need is someone to
help straighten him out.

You're not applying
for the job, I hope.

He hardly knows I'm alive.

No kidding. He's never
made a pass at you?

No. Honest, Lonnie.

Come on, Chris, get
into your costume.

She doesn't know
what a pass is.

She thinks it's a free
ticket to a show.

Here comes the Wildcat!
It's Don Martin tearing down the ice.

Scattering the Canadians with a body check.
Two Seals close in, pow!

His famous trick spills them.

Razzle-dazzle on ice
that always seems to work.

Martin's got the puck,
he's circling around.

Watch that stick go! He
shoots the goal and scores!

And there's the end
of the period.

That makes the score
Wildcats 2, Seals 1.

Don Martin, coming in
from the penalty box

in the last minute of play,
broke the tie.

That was an exciting period,
ladies and gentleman.

Anything. Anything is liable...
Hey, Champ!

...to happen
in this last period.

Bill Topper wants to get
one for Korn Krisps.

Hold it around to the front
a little more, Don.

- Like this?
- That's fine.

Now a nice broad smile.

That's it.
Thank you very much.

It's a pleasure.

There's a guy by the name of Buzz
Fletcher in the box over there.

Says he's a friend of yours.
He wants to see you.

Don. It's good to see you. You
haven't slowed up a bit.

Well, you've
speeded up yourself.

You never used to
pick them that good.

Don't exert yourself,
Mr. Martin, I'm his wife.

Oh, I'm sorry, darling.
Mrs. Fletcher, the great Don Martin.

Mr. Martin, the great
Mrs. Fletcher.

Congratulations,
Mrs. Fletcher.

You know that Buzzard here was cut out
to make some good woman a husband.

I'm not that good.

It's good to hear you
two wisecracking.

I've looked forward to it.

Come on over. There's
room for one more.

Oh, I don't mind if I do.

Peanuts! Peanuts!
Get a pack of fresh peanuts.

You know, you're not supposed to do this.
It's against the rules.

Buzz tells me you were
in school together.

I bet he was a whiz with books.

That's right.

He used to work out all the
answers and slip them to me.

I had an idea
you knew them all.

Ouch.

I'll get some cold drinks.

You better make it Cola, that's the
brand I'm supposed to endorse.

Okay.

Oh, thank you.

Here, allow me. I haven't
done a thing today.

What about tomorrow?

What about it?

Tomorrow, since you asked,
will be like all other days.

Buzz runs a small-time
show, on ice.

Yeah. I know.

Nobody knows
how sick I am of ice.

Our next stop is Newark
and then I think we go west.

In case you're interested.

You don't look neglected.

When I get bored,
I go shopping.

Buzz is doing all right, huh?

Sure.
Buzz is making money.

In five or six years, if we plan and
behave, he'll have a bigger show.

And, then another
five-year plan.

A fine, responsible guy.

Something wrong with that?

What do you think?

How should I know?

I've never been responsible.

Well, how are
you two getting on?

Marvelously.

He swept me right off my feet.

Ladies and gentlemen,
The Crystal Sextets.

Beauty and precision on ice.

Now Chris Linden,
our petite star,

to entertain you with an
exhibition of free skating.

A sweet little skater. I'd
like to see more of her.

Well, I could fix it up for you,
Buzz, if the wife doesn't object.

I'd be insanely jealous.

She's only kidding, Don. She
knows I mean business.

Yeah. Well, I got to get going.

Nice to see you again, kid.

Fresh roasted peanuts.
A nickel a bag.

Goodbye,
Mrs. Fletcher.

Great guy.
How do you like him?

On ice.

The teams are about ready
to start the third and final period.

Here's the face-off.
The referee drops the puck.

The Canadian center shoots it
to his wingman

and the Wildcats
rally their defense.

The Canadians take it away.

Labadoux whirls the puck
at mid-ice to Rouan,

who's lining up his sights
for a shot.

There it goes! But the Wildcat
goalie makes his save!

No score!

Don Martin again has the puck,
heading back to the Canadian goal.

A Seal is down.
Martin leaps over him!

He's got a lot of drive,
this boy Martin.

Martin starts to shoot.
And here comes Labadoux!

The Canadian bumps him,
and Martin goes down hard.

Oh, brother, that did it.

Looks like a free-for-all.
Folks, this is some argument.

Players of both teams
are fighting on the ice.

Everybody's mixing it.

Cut it out, you two. In the penalty box!
Five minutes.

You didn't see him
start it, did you?

I saw plenty.

Oh, you did. Well, maybe
you can see this.

Martin lost his
temper and hit the referee!

This may make it tough
for Martin.

For in anybody's rule books, striking
an official is a serious offense.

I didn't see it.
What happened?

Gentleman Don just socked the
referee right in the puss.

It wasn't his fault.

I guess not. His right
hand just went berserk.

The Canadian hit him
in the head

and he was just defending
himself, that's all.

Hey, girls.
Here's your coffee.

What's the matter, Bill?

Gee, you look like
a pallbearer.

I feel like the corpse.

They're not going to
penalize him, are they?

It could happen,
it's a state offense.

It would serve him
right if they did.

Someday I'm going to
be arrested for murder.

They think they're so smart.

You kind of like him,
don't you?

My interest in Mr. Martin
is purely professional.

Oh, Miss Linden.

Yes.

A Mr. Fletcher wants to
see you in the office.

What does he want?
He didn't say.

He just asked me
to bring you over.

All right.

May I borrow some of your
cream when you're through?

You can buy it
in the drug store.

Well, what happened to Chris?

I don't know. She's still outside
talking to Bill, isn't she?

I wonder if she...
Oh, no she couldn't.

Wonder what, Wilma?

I bet you any money she went over
to have it out with that referee.

Oh, you're crazy. Chris
is as shy as a mouse.

Not where Don Martin's
concerned, she isn't.

If she wanted to get
that bozo into heaven,

she'd walk right up and start
an argument with Saint Peter.

Girls, I've got
great news for you.

This hockey tour
winds up in two weeks.

How would you like to keep
right on working?

Are you kidding?

I've just had an offer
from Buzz Fletcher.

Who?
I never heard of him.

You will. He's putting on a new
road show and he wants to book us.

Twenty-five weeks guaranteed
with maybe more to come.

Really.

We're to be in his office
tomorrow morning at 12:00. Okay?

Oh, wow, hey.
Swell. That's great.

Are you the little manager!

Boy, I didn't think we were...

How about that?

Don't come in.

We're undressed.

Who is it?
It's Bill.

Come in.

Chris?

Chris, it happened.

The Champ's been ruled out
of professional hockey.

Don?

You mean for good?

That's it.

But what will he do? He
doesn't know any other job.

That's not your funeral.

Champ.

Hey, Champ.

Oh, good morning, William.

Good morning?
It's afternoon.

Good afternoon, William.

Would you mind transferring
to the bedroom?

I like it here.

Your suit.

Press it some other time.

As a matter of fact, I wanted
to deposit it, not press it.

Look, can't you hock a suit
that I'm not wearing?

You've only got a couple
of street suits left.

You can't wear a tuxedo in the afternoon.
Come on, Champ. Come on.

Come on, up.

All right.
All right.

You've given this situation a lot
of thought, haven't you, Bill?

Well, what have we got left?

Your trophies. Some of
them are solid silver.

Oh, now, wait a minute, Bill.

You can sell the
Encyclopedia Britannica

and the Harvard Classics first.

I'm sentimental.

Yes, sir.

Sixth Floor.

Which is Mr. Martin's
apartment?

Why, it's the last door
at the left.

Apartment 6B.

Thanks.

Chris.

Bill.

Did you ring?
Yes.

Going down?

Yes. Oh, no.

Is Don at home?

He sure is.

You don't mind coming through
the kitchen, do you?

Not at all.

I never use the front door
anymore, the way things are.

How are things?

Confidentially, honey,
they're putrid.

If it isn't a bill collector,
it's a process server.

Sometimes I think I'm
just going to give up.

Will you have a cup of coffee?

No, thanks.

Can I peel you an orange?

I don't want a thing, Bill.

I can't believe it.

Believe what?

You're the first woman
to come up here

that didn't want something.

Make yourself at home.
Thanks.

I'll tell the Champ
you're here.

Here you are, Bill.
Well, look who's here.

Sure is nice to see you.

I don't know what you'll think
of me coming here like this.

Oh, I think it's wonderful.
Let's sit down, huh?

I tried telephoning you.

Oh, that.

Well, you see, I had a little
misunderstanding with the corporation.

What's on your mind?

No one has heard
from you in weeks.

And I couldn't help worrying.
Are you all right?

Sure.
Don't I look all right?

You look wonderful.

Champ.

Maybe you think I have no
business worrying about you.

Oh, Chris. I'm tickled to death
to have you worry about me.

You know, down at the arena, many times
I've said, that little Chris Linden

can worry better than, than
Kreisler can play a violin.

Are you working?

Well, not exactly.
But I tried it, though.

I had a job in a department
store in sporting goods but...

Don, I know about
a job for you.

You do. Well, that's wonderful.
Let's celebrate.

Bill. Bring a drink for
Chris, and a couple for me.

And take one for yourself.

Right away, Champ.

We're working.
When do I start?

How come Buzz is
making me this offer?

Well, we've been doing some one-night
stands before hitting the big towns

and Buzz has been making
some change in the company

and so when I heard about it...

You put in a plug
for me, huh? Why?

Because I think you're
the most wonderful man

in the whole world on skates.

Look, are you sure you're not
falling in love with me?

I don't know. I have
never been in love.

You haven't? Well, you don't
know what you're missing.

You ought to try it some time.
No kidding.

Here we are.

Thanks, Bill.

You're welcome, Champ.

Well, here's looking at you.

Don, you won't drink
too much, will you?

Who me? Never touch
the filthy stuff.

I've got to be running along.

Okay.

You will see
Buzz Fletcher, then?

You bet your life.

Well...

I'll walk you to the elevator.

Don't bother. It's just
right down there.

Oh, it's no bother
at all, Chris.

Thanks a lot for all
your trouble, Chris.

You're a sweet kid.
Thanks.

I'm glad you could come.

It's a pleasure.

Well, Mr. Martin,
after all these years.

How are you, Mrs. Fletcher?
You're looking as young as ever.

Nothing like being a
contented wife, is there?

Ask someone who knows.

How has the world
been treating you?

Oh, well as I deserve.

In that case, you
ought to be on top.

Hey, you're in
rare form tonight.

If your husband is half as
genial, I might get somewhere.

Oh, could I see him?

Buzz isn't here.

What do you mean he isn't here?

You told me on the phone...

I said, "Come up."
Are you sorry?

How about a little drink?

I never take little drinks.

How about a drink?

Well...

No. I'm here on business.

Buzz won't be back
until 11:00.

Till 11:00?

Wait. That's four hours.

Uh-huh.

Uh-huh.

Gonna have a long wait,
aren't you?

Shall I tell Buzz
why you called?

If you know, sure, why not?

I do. Chris Linden's been making
life miserable for him,

begging a place for you
in his new company.

Uh-huh.

If you want the job,
you can have it.

Buzz has great confidence
in my judgment.

Look, luscious,

it's bad enough having one woman
planning out my future,

but I draw the line at two.

When your husband comes home,
tell him I was here. That's all.

Don, please.

I thought you had
a sense of humor.

I used to have one, but lately it's
been taking a terrific kicking around.

Don't go away now.

Wait for Buzz here and we'll
all have supper together.

I'm terribly sorry.
Forgive me?

It's done.
Let's forget it, huh?

You don't need anyone
to plug you.

There's no one on ice
who can touch Don Martin.

You said it.

I only meant to speak to Buzz.

I hate people who feel
sorry for themselves.

Well, the thought of having
you along on this tour,

someone at least
who speaks my language.

What is your language?

Do you dance?

Do I dance?

When Fred Astaire retires,
who's there left but me?

You're a swell guy, Don.

The right woman could make
a ten-strike out of you.

I love tweed.

Not too rough?

Who wants everything smooth?

Who wants everything?

You will stay, won't you?

It'll be a pleasure.

"Don Martin, who joined the
Fletcher bunch last September,

"wowed a capacity audience in
a breathtaking barrel jump.

"In his usual high
spirits..." Get that?

"In his usual high spirits, he
leaped dizzily over the barrier,

"just grazing
the last bottle."

Pardon my slip, I meant barrel.

"Don should develop into a great star
if he can manage to stay on his pins."

Poor Chris.
Poor nothing.

She makes me sick.

What time is it?

9:45. We'll be late.

You wait here, I'm going
to talk to that belle.

How long you gonna keep
me doing that fool jump?

What's the matter?
Can't you take it?

Sure, I can take it, but you've been
having me doing it for an hour here.

Chris! How much longer
you gonna be?

I don't know.
Why?

We've got a 10:00 appointment
at the beauty parlor.

You go ahead. I'll make
it as soon as I can.

Good morning, lovely.

That burns me up.

What burns you?
Chris.

Wasting her time putting that
perennial souse through his paces.

She's a swell kid. She mothers
him just like a little hen.

Well, if she's a hen, she's
sitting on a bad egg.

And I hope to Pete
she doesn't hatch it.

Wilma, don't you ever
want to mother anybody?

Bill, when you say "mother,"
don't put your hand on my knee.

Wilma, please, if I did anything like
that, I must have been unconscious.

You are a slave driver.

If you're a slave,
don't blame me,

after what happened last night.

I was lit last night.

I wouldn't boast about it.

It was terrible.

I'm not boasting.
I made it, didn't I?

By the skin of your feet.

You were watching?

Certainly. I watch you every night.
Buzz was furious. Don.

You've got to stop drinking.
Suppose Buzz gave you the gate?

Well, if he does, I'll get
a job some other place.

Doing what?

If you keep this up,
nobody in the sporting world

will even so much
as look at you.

You know, Chris, I never
met a girl like you.

What do you mean by that?

Well, I mean you're different
from the women I've known.

I'd like to know how. Is
anything wrong with my face?

No, Chris, it's
a very sweet face.

Then why insult me?

I'm not insulting you. I'm
paying you a compliment.

What I mean is, if a fella was
thinking about settling down,

you're the kind of girl
he'd pick.

Are you asking me to marry you?

Sort of.

What do you mean, sort of?

Well, I mean,

I think you might be
very good for me.

Well, you might be
very good for me.

This is a fine way to propose
to a girl, isn't it?

I agree with you.

However, if you feel like
you can't get...

Don.

Honey, you sure can
roast a wicked weenie.

And this coffee. Oh, brother,
a kiss and a promise.

Did you really enjoy it?

Look, nothing but dregs.

No, I mean the whole afternoon?

You haven't heard me
belly-aching, have you?

See the point is, I'm a city kid.
City-born and city-bred.

And to me picnics used to
be a pain in the neck,

along with a couple of
other things.

Like getting married,
for instance?

Well, I never thought you'd
be a pain in the neck but...

You were scared, though.

When the minister said, "Will
you take this woman?"

you said, "Sure."

Well, that shows I meant it.

And when it came to putting on the
ring, I almost had to support you.

Look, I always say, if a wife
can't support her husband,

then she hasn't
any right getting married.

I love it. It's the most
beautiful ring in the world.

Well, it's the best
I can afford right now.

But someday, I'll give you one
that'll knock your eye out.

Look at that thing of beauty.

If Oscar of the Waldorf could see
that, he'd eat his heart out.

Come on, let's get the mustard.
And, now for the bun.

There you are.
It's hot. Watch it.

Don, suppose I hadn't met you.

I might have married
a traveling salesman.

You married a traveling skater instead.
What's the difference?

This way, we can
always be together.

We'll stay with Buzz for a while and
one day we'll have our own show.

Featuring the superstars
of ice, Don and Chris.

Uh-uh.

Chris and Don.

All right, you can have it
your own way.

Oh, Don, we're going to have
such a lot of fun together.

You know, I'm just beginning to
realize how much I've been missing.

From now on, I'm making
up for lost time.

Don.
What's the matter?

What will people think?

Well, for one thing, they
might think we're married.

How would they know?

In some countries they'd know.

How?

Well, in some countries they'd
know when a man's married

because if he loves
his wife, he beats her.

How would you like a good
beating, Mrs. Martin?

You have to catch me first.

A challenge.

Just a minute, lady.
Take that and that.

Hey, what's the big idea?

You keep out of this.
I'm his wife.

Yeah, but he was socking you.

So what? Husband's got to have some fun.
Come on, honey.

Who's on your mind?

You, darling, who else?

No kidding.

I think about you all day long.

I wonder if you're
as happy as I am.

Of course.

Lately...

Lately, I've had the feeling
that maybe you aren't happy.

Or am I dreaming?

You're dreaming.

Look, Gale.

Has anything happened
between you and Don?

What do you mean,
has anything happened?

A misunderstanding
or something?

Certainly not.
Why do you ask that?

I was so certain that you
two would get on together.

We'd have fun on this tour.

We did for a while.
And then...

And then Don got married.

Well, honey, you
and I are married

and we still manage to have
fun with other people.

Darling, women do differ,
if you don't mind.

Chris is sweet, but she has
a very jealous nature.

She can't bear it if Don as much
as looks at another woman.

Don likes me,
as you very well know.

I saw trouble brewing,
that's why I stopped

those midnight suppers
and card games.

I'm not the sort of woman to make
trouble between man and wife.

Come in.

Not the Buzz Fletcher?

Jack Weimar.
You old horse thief.

Beautiful.
How are you?

You smell just like my wife.

Where'd you get on?
Chicago.

Been scouting talent
for my new Ice Fantasies.

You steal any of mine,
you'll pay for it.

If you got anything worth
stealing, I'd be glad to.

What's this I hear
about Don Martin?

I don't know.
What have you heard?

He staged a comeback. Developed
into a great attraction.

All true, Jack.

How's his conduct?

Couldn't be better.

Any trouble backstage?

Greatest guy in the world.

Who rations his bourbon?

He's on the wagon.

Sounds like he's gone to glory.

Why don't you play
square with Jack?

How do you mean, Gale?

Tell him about the times
Don's been tight.

But, darling, he never
missed a performance.

Anybody but a softy like you
would have fired him long ago.

But that all happened before
he married Chris Linden.

Who's she?

One of the girls in our show.

As fine a kid
as you'd hope to meet.

She's made a man out of Don
and he's crazy about her.

How long do you think
that'll last?

After it's over, he'll be
the same old Don again.

Mark my words.

All right, Buzz, what's this all about?
Now, come clean.

I tell you, Jack, it's only happened
once since he's started to work for me.

Once is too often.
Come in.

Telegram for you,
Mr. Weimar.

Here.

Thank you, sir.

Forget everything we've said.

See the show tonight
and judge for yourself.

The boy's great, believe me. I'd
like to see him get a chance.

All right, I will.

Excuse me, folks. I've
got to answer this.

See you later, Buzz.
So long, Jack.

Goodbye, beautiful.

So long, Jack.

I'll go tell the kids.

Lean over, honey.

Thanks, dear.

Marriage is a wonderful
institution, isn't it?

You ain't kidding.
It really is.

Dollar says he makes it.

I'll take that.

Excuse me, fellas.

Hey, Don, I've got
some good news.

Hello, Buzz.
Jack Weimar's on the train.

He's scouting talent
for his new Ice Fantasies.

Got his eye on one of
the members of our troop.

No kidding?
And you're it.

Don.

Now, you wouldn't kid
a guy, would you?

Never been more
serious in my life.

Don. You're gonna
be a star.

I told you they couldn't
keep you down.

You'll be as great as
Heifetz, or Dinah Shore.

But wait a minute,
if he gets the job...

That's fine, but
what about Chris?

What do you mean,
"What about Chris?"

I mean, what's Jack Weimar
gonna do about you?

Who cares? He's going to
make a star out of Don.

Isn't that enough?
No, it isn't.

You can skate rings
around that dope.

And don't you call
my husband a dope.

I'll call that bruiser
anything I like.

You call him a dope and
you'll live to regret it.

Dope.

Now, ladies, please. Just a minute.
Chris, what is all this?

She's squawking because he's
giving you the opportunity.

So that's it, huh, Wilma?
Well, look, you can relax.

From now on, no matter what happens,
rise or fall, up or down,

it's still gonna be Chris and Don.
Is that right?

Whatever you say, honey.

See?

Now, listen, everybody.

Rehearsal-call at 1:30.

With Jack Weimar out front, you'll
all want to be on your toes.

Rehearsal at 1:30 at the
Sirocco for everybody.

We'll be there.

Don't worry.

Buzz.
Yeah?

I couldn't have the
afternoon off, could I?

What for?

Well, I got a little
something I wanna do.

Couldn't wait until tomorrow?

No, this can't wait.

Okay.

Thanks, Buzz.

But don't go overboard.

Buzz is going to give me the afternoon off.
I got a little errand to do.

When you've done your errand,
you jump into bed,

because you have to be
in great form tonight.

Don't you worry about me.

I'll be so good tonight, you'll
be saying, "Who is that guy?"

That's the one I like.
I think it's a lily.

Lilies come high, boy.

You better stick to sweet peas.

May I speak to
the manager, please?

Certainly.
Thank you.

You're not thinking
of buying that ring?

Sure, why not?

With what, may I inquire?

With money.

How much have you got on you?

Three hundred and it's
going to stay on me.

I got 500.
Let's get out of here, Champ.

Look, will you sit down
and stop worrying.

Bill, I'm doing this
for a reason.

When Chris and I were married,

I promised her that some day I'd buy her
a ring that would knock her eye out.

This is it.

All right, mathematician.

With your five and my three
that makes eight.

Where you gonna dig up
the rest of the dough?

Out of your head, I suppose.

Well, Jack Weimar's engaging me
for his Ice Fantasies, right?

So what?
So all I gotta do

is mention Weimar's name. His
name is like, how shall I say...

Why don't you say
"Jack Weimar"?

Jack Weimar.

You're not expecting him to pay
for the surplus, are you?

I'm buying this ring myself,
on the installment plan.

For the rest of your life.

So what?

A good guy like me
is bound to die young.

Gentlemen,
you wished to see me?

Yes, sir.

I'm interested
in this ring here.

A very beautiful ring.

Any friend of yours would
be proud to wear it.

Well, the friend I want it
for happens to be my wife.

I beg your pardon.
That's all right.

This is one of the most exquisite
emeralds we've ever had...

You don't have to sell the ring to
me, mister, it's already sold.

Now, look, my name is Don Martin
and I work for Jack Weimar,

and I've got $800

and I figure that if I can give
you so much a week for say...

Calling Mr. Black.
Calling Mr. Black.

Calling Mr. Black.
Calling Mr. Black.

That's all,
Mrs. Fletcher.

Thank you.

Would you give me the number of
Mr. Don Martin's room, please?

He's not in,
Mrs. Fletcher.

I don't think he'll be long.

He left word he'd be back in an
hour, in case anyone called.

Thank you.

Don.
Playing hooky, eh?

Why aren't you at rehearsal?

Buzz gave me the afternoon off.

I had a little errand to do.

I hope it was a nice one.

Can you keep a secret?

The Sphinx is my blood cousin.

I just bought Chris a ring.

Don, how lovely.
Could I see it?

Well, I don't have it on me. They're
looking me up in Who's Who,

that's liable to take
quite a while, you know.

Chris will be delighted.

You've made her
very happy, Don.

I'm terribly glad for you both.

You'll forgive me, won't you?

For what?

For being a pessimist
about you two.

Well, I didn't know
you had been.

I was afraid after the "new" wore off
that you'd resent being tied down.

And, even, maybe
turn to someone else.

You've never been so wrong.

Marrying Chris was the finest thing
I've ever done in my no-good life.

It was, Don. I see that now. That's
why I asked you to forgive me.

Okay, you're forgiven.

Well...
Well, don't hurry off.

I haven't even had a chance yet to
congratulate you on your good luck.

Well, I haven't
got the job yet.

Of course you have.

What do you suppose Jack
Weimar got on in Chicago for?

Tonight, you'll be signing
on the dotted line.

Won't seem quite the same
with you and Chris gone.

We'll miss you both, but it's wonderful
to see you getting this break.

Thank you.

I think it calls for
a little drink, don't you?

I think maybe it does, it does.

Only, I really should be
getting upstairs.

Just a little one, for old times'
sake and the big new deal.

I told you once before,
I never take little drinks.

You will today. You've got
momma to look after you.

There's a cozy little place
around the corner, the Paradise.

Oh, Don.

Come in.

Buzz, have you seen Don?

I haven't seen anybody.

I just got here myself.
Isn't he in his room?

No.

He said he was going to do an errand and
come straight back here for a nap,

but his bed hasn't
been slept in.

That's funny.

What was this errand
he was going to do?

I tried to get him to tell me,

but he was very
mysterious about it.

I wish now I'd made him
come to that rehearsal.

Every time I disobey one of my
hunches, something goes wrong.

Buzz, you don't think anything
has happened, do you?

I don't know,
but we'll soon find out.

I'll call Bill and have
him get on Don's trail.

Chris, don't worry.
Bill will find him.

He must have had an accident.

He knew tonight
was his big chance.

Something terrible
must have happened.

Don't get yourself in a stew.

You'll be crying in a minute
and spoil your makeup.

Yes, but it's nearly 9:00
and still he isn't here.

If we only knew something.

Hello, Wilma.
Hello.

Hello, Chris. What's
this I hear about Don?

He has disappeared.

Don't be absurd, darling.
People just don't disappear.

Buzz has telephoned
every hospital in town.

He's even called
the police department.

Nobody knows a thing
and I'm almost crazy.

Don't get yourself too upset.

No news is good news, you know.

But nobody's seen
him all afternoon.

I saw him this
afternoon, about 2:00.

Where?

I was in the lobby reading my
mail when he passed through.

Where was he going?

I'm sorry, dear,
but I forgot to ask him.

Come in.

Buzz, have you heard anything?

He's here.

Where?

His dressing room.

Not now, Chris.

Why not?

You want him
to go on, don't you?

Of course I do.

Then give him a chance
to get his makeup on.

You're not fooling me? Are
you sure he's all right?

Absolutely. He just had
too much to drink.

Bill's pulling him together now.
He'll be all right.

Come on, Wilma, we're on.

Okay.
See you later, baby.

Excuse me, Buzz.
Okay.

Well, I have to go out front and
see the show with Jack Weimar.

Staying here, darling?

For a while.

Honey, you got a match?

Yeah, I think so.

Here you are.
Thank you.

Where did they find him?

The Paradise Bar.

What's the matter, Buzz?

Nothing's the matter. I...

I was just thinking maybe I better go
down and see how Don's making out.

I'll go with you.

Please, no.
Come on, straighten up.

Straighten up, come on.

Go away, will you?

You've got to cut the
ice in 15 minutes.

I'll cut your throat if you
don't leave me alone.

Come on, this is
no time to be comic.

I'll get you some coffee before
you go on, you'll be all right.

I need more than coffee.

All right.
Come on.

Don.
Are you all right?

Of course I'm all right.

Is there anything
I can do for you?

Yeah, there's something
you can do.

You can get out of here and stay out.
And take your friends with you.

Is that any way
to talk to Chris?

Well, that's one way.

Well, I don't like it.

What are you doing? Trying
to start something?

This is one thing I didn't
start, Mr. Smart Guy,

but I'm going to finish it.

And that's not just idle
conversation, either.

Take that outfit off
and get out of here.

Look, I'm going on with my act.

Or didn't I tell you?

Do as Buzz tells you.

You're not in any
condition to go on.

Look, you two kibitzers,
I know what I can do.

You might have an accident.
Please.

Don't argue with
a crazy fool, Chris.

He says he's going on,
and I say he isn't.

And I say he is.

Don.

Bill.

He's all right, honey.

He just knocked himself out.
I'll take care of him.

Bill's right, Chris. There
isn't a thing we can do.

Will you give me a hand, Buzz?

Yeah.

Take it easy, will you?

All right, Champ.
Just lay there quietly.

When he comes to, Bill, you better
take him to a Turkish bath

and get him steamed out.

Okay, Buzz.

He won't be able to go on.

What are we going to do?

You'll have to go on
in his place.

Buzz, I couldn't.

Somebody's got to fill in.

You'll be doing me a service
and Don a service.

But I have nothing prepared.

You'll just have to
improvise something.

I've seen you do it many
times at rehearsal.

Somebody's got to fill that gap, Chris.
You're it.

Come on.
Let's get going.

But I...
Please.

All right.

Well, this is what
I want to see.

"The great Don Martin and his
super-dooper novelty skating stunts."

I don't think you'll
ever grow up, Jack.

After all the talent
you've scouted,

imagine getting high blood
pressure over one more skater.

When I fail to get gooseflesh
over a prospective star,

it'll be time for me to retire.

Don't you ever get excited?

Of course I do.

I'm so excited right now,
I could scream.

And now, ladies and gentlemen,
due to a sudden indisposition,

Don Martin will be unable
to appear this evening.

Buzz Fletcher offers for your
amusement and admiration,

Chris Linden.

Sudden indisposition, huh?

Chris, you were marvelous.
You were wonderful.

You were great.
Thank you, Wilma.

Miss Linden?

Come on, kids,
we better skate...

Yes.

Package for you, please.

Sign right there.

You know, when I was a
boy, I used to skate.

Sorry, Greg.

Sorry, Chris.

Oh, Don.

Come in.

Chris, you were really wonderful.
Thanks. Thanks a million.

I'd like you to
meet Jack Weimar.

How do you do,
Mr. Weimar.

How do you do, Miss Linden.

Jack's the man who made
the Fantasies famous.

He liked you, too.
I'm glad.

Won't you sit down?
Thank you.

Miss Linden, my show's going into
rehearsal in about six weeks,

and I'd like to have you in it.

Me?
You'll be featured, of course.

And if you make a big
hit, you'll be starred.

I'm giving Buzz a piece of the
show because, after all,

I am stealing his ace skater.

Well, what do you say, Chris?

I couldn't say anything

until I know what Mr. Weimar
plans to do with Don.

We've got to be together,
no matter what.

Not in my show, Miss Linden.

He's the ace skater
in Buzz's troop. Not me.

You'll pardon me
if I don't agree with you.

But you haven't seen him.

Look, Miss Linden, if he was
the world's ace skater,

I still wouldn't consider him.

Then I couldn't possibly sign.

But, Chris,

an opportunity like this may
never come your way again.

I couldn't take my
success that way, Buzz.

Thank you so much for
wanting me, Mr. Weimar.

Thank you, Miss Linden.

Where do you go
from here, Jack?

On to New York.

I might wire you
in a couple of days.

You mean about
Linden? Swell.

Won't you come in for a while?

No, thanks. I want
to go and see Don.

Oh, Buzz, you've been
so wonderful to both of us

that I hate to ask you a favor.

But if you could let us stay,
I would appreciate it.

It would ruin Don if you
kicked him out after this

and I just know it will
never happen again.

I'll think it over.

Oh, Chris.

Can't you stop long enough
for a little nightcap?

No, thanks.
Good night, Gale.

Good night.
Good night.

Of course you're not
going to let Don go?

You'd like him to stay
on, is that the idea?

Well, it isn't what I want,
darling, that matters,

it's what's good for you.

I see.

You'll lose the two best people
you have in your company.

And where'll that leave you?

I know Don's acted inexcusably,

but after all,
business is business.

Don't cut off your nose
to spite your face.

So you think I ought
to keep Don on?

Certainly.

By the way, you weren't
at the Paradise Bar

this afternoon
by any chance, were you?

Darling, you know I never
go to a bar alone.

Did I say "alone"?

What are you talking about?

I was just wondering what you'd
done with your afternoon.

I went shopping.

I needed some new pajamas, but I
couldn't find anything I wanted.

I'll certainly be glad when
we get back to New York.

You're in love with Don?

He's the only man
I ever have loved.

I knew he'd soon tire of Chris
and then maybe turn to me.

Then Jack Weimar came along,
threatened to upset everything.

So you took him
to the Paradise Bar

and deliberately got him drunk.

That's right.

You don't care
about his career?

I just wanted to keep him
near me, any way I could.

Well, now you know.
I think I'll turn in.

That you, Don?

Yeah, it's me.

I ran down to your dressing room
as soon as I came off the ice,

but you were gone.

Don, I'm so happy.

What have you got
to be so happy about?

My ring.

It's the most beautiful
ring in the world.

You said that
about your wedding ring, too.

I guess I'll always feel that way
about everything you give me.

I love the card, too.

It's the first time you
ever told me you loved me.

Yeah.

Well, I don't often
say the things I feel.

I unpacked the things
I thought you need.

Thanks.

Well, Chris, where do
we go from here?

We play Akron next.

No, I mean us.

Buzz isn't going to
keep me in the company

after what happened tonight.

If he doesn't, we'll look
for something else.

I met the girls in the lobby.

They told me about the offer
Jack Weimar made you.

Did they?

You're crazy if you
don't take it, Chris.

No, I'm not.

I'm only doing what we
always said we would.

Stick together.

I'm not interested
in a career for myself.

We're both going places,
but we're going together.

I don't like people who make
sacrifices for each other.

When people have
what we've got,

the thing I'm doing
is no sacrifice.

That's the way you feel now, but wait,
someday you'll say to yourself,

"That guy stood in my way just
when I was going places."

You'll wind up by hating me.

I wouldn't even argue that with
you, because it's too silly.

Look, Chris.

If I had a chance to get some place, I
wouldn't let anybody stand in my way.

I don't believe a word of it.
We're a team, you and I.

If our marriage
ever goes on the rocks,

it will only be for one reason,

'cause we don't love
each other anymore.

And that couldn't happen
to us, could it, darling?

No, that couldn't happen to us.

Where're you going?

Going to see Buzz for a minute.

You want me to go with you?

No, I better do this alone.

I have a hunch he's
going to let us stay.

Maybe you're right.

Come in.

Buzz, I just stopped in
to say goodbye.

Where you going?

I'm leaving Chris.

She won't accept Weimar's offer

while I'm still
in the picture so...

Thanks for all
you've done, Buzzard.

Who knows, maybe someday I
can do something for you.

When are you leaving?

There's an early train
out at 6:30.

Don.

I'll meet you at the station.
I'm leaving Buzz.

Maybe you'll be on the train,
but you won't be with me.

I'm strictly
a one-woman man.

And you're not the woman.

Buzz, will you give this to Chris
after you get her on the train?

But be sure
and get her on the train.

Sure.

Thanks, Buzz.

So long.

Goodbye, Don.

Buzz just drove up, Chris. I saw
him getting out of his taxi.

Was Don with him?

I didn't see him.

The train leaves
in five minutes.

Good morning, girls.
Hello.

All set?
Don isn't here.

I wouldn't worry about that. I've
never known him to be on time.

Yes, but when I woke up this morning,
he had dressed and gone out.

Honey, I do that lots of times.
Don't let it upset you.

Where's Gale, Buzz?

Yes, I haven't seen
her this morning.

Gale decided to stay
over an extra day.

This is the last
call for the Eastern Limited.

Train number 22 leaving at...

What do we do?

Look, dear, if he misses it,
he can catch another train.

It's only
a two-hour run.

All right, kids, let's go.

And New York
entering through Gate A.

This is the last call.

Thank you.

I thank you, sir.

You're welcome.

He was restless all night. I
don't think he got much sleep.

Would you like a pot of coffee?

No thanks.
I've had my breakfast.

Cigarette?
No thanks.

Buzz.

There's something funny
about all this.

I want the truth
and I want it right now.

Did you give Don his notice?

No, Chris, I didn't have to.

Don left at 6:30 this
morning, of his own accord.

For where?

That he didn't tell me.

Why didn't you tell me
before we got on?

It wouldn't have
done any good, Chris.

I'm going to get off this
train at the next stop.

Chris, darling, don't you
see it's all for the best?

No, I don't.

But you can't go on forever
being a crutch to Don.

It's bad for you
and it's bad for him.

Don needs me more now
than he ever did before.

And if you think I'm going to
ditch him, you're plain crazy.

I'm not asking you
to ditch him, Chris.

I'm merely asking you to let
him learn to walk alone.

You're just wasting your
time arguing with me.

I'm going to find him, and I'm not
gonna lose any time doing it.

Just before he left, Don
asked me to give you this.

Chris, this is
just to say goodbye.

I thought our marriage was going to
work, but I just can't stick it out.

I've known it for some time,

but something that happened
today decided me.

Gale is leaving Buzz and I think
it's time for me to bow out, too.

Best of luck.

Buzz.

He and Gale...

But, Chris, I...

Buzz, I'm so sorry.
You loved her so.

As soon as you find out where
he is, send this back to him.

It doesn't belong to me.

What's worrying you, Jack?

Chris.

I don't like the way
she's acting.

We're still breaking
house records.

It isn't that.
It's her personal life.

She won't go out to dinner.
She won't go to a show.

She won't do anything.

Buzz, it's up to you.

Oh, no.

I don't believe in meddling
in Chris' private affairs.

I thought you did.

Where would she be today, if it
hadn't been for your meddling?

Well, once is enough.

Sometimes I'm inclined
to think it's too often.

If I had it to do over again...

Hello? Hello, you old sinner.
What's tooting?

Thursday afternoon?
Love it.

Sure I'll bring him.
Okay, sugar, be seeing you.

Hi-ya, Christmas.

Why don't you come in?

I can't think of a reason
why not, so I will.

Who was
the telephone call from?

A friend of mine.

He's extra special.

He phones her every
night about this time.

We call him
the "man of mystery"

because she won't even
tell us who he is.

Well, it won't be long now.

I've got a date with him
Thursday afternoon,

he told me to come and bring
you and Cricket along.

What's the matter with
bringing me along?

What's the use
of asking you, Chris?

You never go anywhere anymore.

I still like to be asked.

I don't think you'd
care for this date.

If it's good enough
for you and the kids,

it's good enough
for me, isn't it?

Well, hold on to your bonnet.
The man of mystery is Bill.

How long has this
been going on?

Quite some time.

Why make a secret of it?

You ought to know.

I don't get it. I have
nothing against Bill.

I've always liked him.

Don't get sore about it.

What's Bill doing?

He's working with Don.

I didn't ask you who
he was working with.

I asked you what he was doing.

Don's taken a lot of
delinquent kids,

guttersnipes, and rebuilt them.

Would you like to
go with us, Chris?

Certainly not.

But that's no reason why the
rest of you shouldn't go.

One minute, Miss Linden.

Coming.

No secrets, Wilma.
I don't like it, see.

Well, goodness knows we tried.

Bearcats are winning.

Here they come.

The score is now 3 to 1.
Bearcats 3.

Tigers 1.

Okay, Johnny.

These kids are great, Bill.
I can't believe it.

And you didn't want
to come, did you?

Why would I bring you all the way to
Brooklyn if I didn't have something?

Break it up.
Break it up.

Break it up.
Come on, break it up.

Break it up, all of you!
Quiet! Quiet!

Now, cut it out.

You act like
a bunch of animals.

Maybe you two guys would like
to get back on the fence.

You didn't see him
start it, did you?

I saw everything. And
that goes for you, too.

You can't...

Cut it out!

Pipe down, the both of you.

Now, lay off of that stuff.

How many times have I told you
guys, never to argue with the referee?

You know, I knew a guy once that
was ruled out of hockey for life

just for a little thing like
arguing with a referee.

Now, what do you suppose would
happen to the sporting world

if you two future champions
were ruled off the ice?

That's better. Now come
on, shake hands, huh?

What is that
powder-puff touch there?

Come on. Do it like
you meant it.

Come on.

That's better.

All right, now get back to
where you started from.

And this time,
keep it clean, huh?

All right, let's go, kids!
Come on!

Davey!

All right, you're the boss.

Keep an eye on them,
will you, Dave?

Okay, Don.

Hello, Don.
Hello there. How are you?

Glad to see you. Hello.
Hello.

Well, I'm glad to see
you too, Buzzard.

Swell to see you.

Don, I gotta hand it to you.

Thanks, Wilma.

Gee, Don, they're great.

You think so?
Don't you?

Well, sure, but I'm prejudiced.

Well, I'm not.

You know what
I've been thinking?

No. What have
you been thinking?

I'm looking for some new acts for
the next edition of the Fantasies.

An eight-minute hockey game with those
kids might prove to be sensational.

Say, I bet it would at that.

And those kids could
use the dough, too.

Of course I'd have to talk
it over with Jack Weimar.

But if he likes the idea
as much as I do,

and I think he will,
you've got a deal.

Yeah, but wouldn't you have to
talk it over with somebody else

besides Jack Weimar?

You mean Chris?
I mean Chris.

After all, if she didn't like
the idea, the deal is off.

I wouldn't do anything
to embarrass her.

How'd you like to see Chris?

What's the use?

I figure she's getting along
good enough without me.

I wonder.

Chris has had
a lot of success, sure.

But that doesn't always satisfy a woman.
I ought to know.

Maybe she'd want to see you.

Well, if she did, why didn't she come
over today with you and the girls?

Maybe you didn't ask her.

I didn't ask you either,
but you're here.

That's just the trouble with both of you.
You're too darn stubborn.

How would you like to bring the kids
to see the show tomorrow night?

I'd love to, Buzz. But frankly,
I haven't got the nerve.

It wouldn't take any nerve.

And the kids would
love the excitement.

Teddy, I told you
once about that.

Miss Linden.

What is it, Carrie?

Where did you get it?

Get what?

This ring.
It's heavenly.

Where did that come from?

I wouldn't know. But someone
must think the world of you.

Getting close
to you, Miss Linden.

Nick, where's
Mr. Fletcher?

I don't know, Miss Linden.

Get him back here, wherever he is.
I want to see him.

You better finish
dressing, Miss Linden.

Yes, Miss Linden,
you haven't got much time.

All right, but get
Mr. Fletcher.

Right away.

You think Mr. Fletcher
gave you that ring?

No, Carrie, definitely not.

I'm so disappointed.

What do you know about this ring
I found on my dressing table?

Not a bit more than you do.

You know where he is?

Yes.

Give this back to him.

Look, Chris...

I said, get that ring
back to him.

Do you still love him?

I hate him.
I loathe him.

Okay. I'll get it
back to him.

But before I do, there's
something you've got to know.

I know everything I need to.

Don didn't go away with Gale.

You know he did.
Why're you lying to me?

I'm not lying.
Don went away alone.

But in his letter he let me believe
he was going away with Gale.

He wanted you to believe it.

He knew that was the only way he could
get you to take Jack Weimar's offer.

And you knew about this
all the time?

I did.

I felt guilty about it.
Guilty as all outdoors.

Even though I thought at the time that
it was the best thing for both of you.

For two years,
I've been hating him.

I'll never forgive you for this, Buzz.
Never.

How you feel toward me, Chris,
really isn't important.

The important thing is that
while you've been going up,

Don's made a man of himself.

You should see him
with those kids, Chris.

Kids that were like Don was
before you came into his life.

Kids born in the gutter,
who might have stayed there,

if he hadn't reached down
and pulled them up.

It would make your heart swell,
Chris, and I'm not fooling.

How would you like to see him?

How would you like
a million dollars?

Five minutes, Miss Linden.

I'll bring him back
right after the show.

No. Now.

If he isn't back here
when I come off,

there won't be any more show.
Get it?

I get it.
All right. Get going.

Hi-ya, Christmas.

Don.

Pardon me.

Carrie, this is my husband.

I'm pleased to meet
you, I'm sure.

Hello, Carrie.

We'll be seeing you.

Yes, Miss Linden.

Mrs. Martin to you
from now on.

Yes, Miss Linden.

Give me your hand.

Which one?
The good one.

This time it stays on, savvy?

Savvy.

I hate to remind you,
Miss Linden, but...

One more word out of you and...

Maybe she's right, honey.

You know, we've got the rest
of our lives for this.

Don't go back out front. Stand in
the wings where I can see you.

It'll be a pleasure.

♪ Romance, romance

♪ It comes
in the spring of love

♪ When hearts are alone

♪ It brings them a lot of love

♪ A joy that never will die

♪ Romance, romance

♪ Is there for one and all

♪ That song in your eyes
and not in the skies

♪ All of the beauty
that is everywhere

♪ Romance, romance

♪ Life is a ball

♪ If you enjoy romance

♪ Sweet romance ♪

Gentlemen, that's my wife.