All language subtitles for Mandy 1952 Alexander Mackendrick - Phyllis Calvert, Jack Hawkins, Terence Morgan DualEng

♪ One potato, two potato,
three potato, four ♪

This is Mandy,

otherwise Amanda Jane Garland.

Aged two.

Amanda is Latin for "one
who deserves to be loved".

I don't know about deserving
love. She certainly gets it.

She's our only child

so Harry and I have plenty
of chance to daydream

about whether she'll
be a businesswoman

or some sort of an artist

or just an ordinary
housewife like me.

And to fuss and worry
about whether she's

all right and developing properly.

She seems intelligent enough.

The more intelligent they
are, the slower they start.

Don't you want this?

She isn't even beginning to speak.

Oh, darling, what are
you fussing about?

Most kids don't start talking
until much later than that.

It's Harry.

Darling... darling, Lily's here.

Lily? Hello, Lily.
You're not going?

Yes, trains to catch.
How are you, mister?

I'm fine. What, are you going
North tonight? How's Jimmy?

Oh, he's wonderful.
He's so good to me.

Sent a postcard suggesting I
should stay away another week.

So you're rushing home
to see who she is, hey?

You bet. Bye-bye, dears.

So nice to see a
happy little family

where the husband doesn't drink.

How's my little girl?

Been a good girl today, have you?

Been a good girl, have you? It's
time you were in bed, you know.

What are you going to
do with those pencils?

Ooh. Poor Daddy.

Bye-bye, darling.

Not too much of the anxious
young mother stuff.

Come and see us soon. God bless.

Goodbye.

Bye-bye.

What's up, Kit?

I'm frightened.

- Frightened?
- Yes.

Remember what you were saying
about Mandy the other day?

Yes.

That she didn't seem to
be frightened by noises.

- Yes.
- She hasn't begun to talk at all.

Well, I believe it's because
she can't... hear properly.

Oh, come.

I've tried calling to her
and clapping and so on.

She doesn't seem
to hear any of it.

Darling, she's bright enough.
She doesn't miss a thing.

Not when she can see.

When she can't, she
doesn't notice anything.

You try. You'll see.

There you are. Did you
see her head come round?

She can't see us from there
but she heard us all right.

Yes.

You can hear fast enough,
can't you, my beautiful?

Of course you can.

What do you want, a
daughter who turns

around every time
someone whistles?

Honestly, Harry, I
couldn't make her...

What people don't realise is that

little girls don't
want to turn around

every time somebody makes
silly noises, do they, hey?

I never knew such a gaff,
getting into a flap.

Good night, sweetie.

Harry.

- What?
- Look.

She could see that, even
if she couldn't hear you.

- Oh, darling, really.
- No.

Harry, make her hear
something where

she couldn't possibly
have seen it.

Mandy...

Mandy.

Mandy.

Mandy.

Go on.

If she's really deaf, stone-deaf,
she'll be dumb, too.

In a child at this age
it's difficult to tell

but there's no trace
of any mental defect.

The actual physical structure
of the ear is perfect

so there's no question of
an operation, Mrs... er...?

Mrs Garland.

This is one of those
interesting cases

when the auditory nerve has failed
to develop during prenatal life.

And this is what we call
a congenital condition.

They all told us in the
most reassuring way

there was nothing to
be done about it.

Mandy would never hear.

She would never be able to
imagine what sound was like

so, naturally, she
would be dumb, too.

To the doctors, it
was an interesting

case but not at all unusual.

One child in every 16,000
is born like that.

And they explained that
all over the country

we should find special schools.

Day schools or residential.

We couldn't send Mandy
to a place like that.

- What was it like?
- Well, the teachers seem kind.

I should think they do a good job.

The whole place gave
me the shivers.

- What do we do now?
- Well, she's got to be taught.

But privately. Here,
at home, with us.

A private teacher?

Where would we put her? We
have no room for her here.

No, I know.

That offer that your
parents made...

You know, about having the
top floor in their house...

Darling, I can't ask you to
go there. You'd hate it.

They're old now and...

We've got to do something for her.

Fred, they're here.

- Let me have her.
- She's rather hefty, I'm afraid.

That's a good girl.
What a good girl.

- Hello, my dear.
- Dad, for you.

One of your chess games.

Look at all these things.

If you can find any use
for them, please do.

Oh, that's a very German move.

And there's a wardrobe for you in

here. That's bound
to come in useful.

Of course, it's never been used
since it was Harry's nursery.

It really wants redecorating.
It used to look lovely.

You don't think it will
be too much for Mother?

My dear boy, it will make
no difference to me.

I don't know what it will
do to you and Christine

but of one thing you
can be certain,

your mother will have
a wonderful time.

It will be nice to have
a baby about again.

Are you sure you can bear
to have us all here?

Bear it? My dear, it'll be like

starting life again
to have Harry here

and you and the little one.

Mandy was to be one
of the lucky ones.

There were at least plenty
of people who loved her

and wanted to look after her and
shelter her from the outside word.

She spent the next five
years being... sheltered.

Hey, you.

What do you think you're doing,
running under my wheels like that?

You might have got
yourself killed.

Dear me. Can't you keep that
dog on a lead? You nearly...

Keep that mongrel on a
lead, you understand, hey?

Darling. What is it?
What's happened?

No, darling. You mustn't do that.
Did she bite you or something?

All right, darling, all right.
I won't go. Mummy's got you.

- There.
- What is it, darling?

Oh, never mind. Better now.

I'll take her up, Mrs Garland.

Now come to tuckey,
sweetheart. There's a girl.

What happened? Did the dog
bite her or something?

I don't know. Something
frightened her.

She couldn't tell me what.

Harry, I can't go on like this.

It was all right when she was a
baby but now... you never know.

I don't know whether she's being
naughty and playing me up

or whether there's something
really the matter.

There's just no contact.

There must be something we can do.

C... A... T.

C... A... T.

Cat.

C...

A... T... T...

Mandy? T...

Watch, Mandy. Watch.

There must be something
we could do.

There must be someone
who could help.

- I don't want to go in, Lily.
- Why not?

Harry saw this place.
He told me about it.

Harry didn't see it. Not properly.
I found that out later.

Harry saw a bit of
it and then made

excuses that he had
to catch a train.

He didn't give the place a chance.
He just ran away from it.

I don't blame him.

Dick Searle was probably rude to
him, same as he is to everyone.

But I'm going to make you see
him and talk to him at least.

Come on, Chris.

- Dick, this is Christine Garland.
- How do you do?

You already know about
her little girl?

Oh... yes. Is she here?

Er, no. She...

Well, I can't say
whether I'll take

the child without
seeing her, can I?

Nobody was asking you
to take her, Mr Searle.

I just wanted to see
if you had anything

to offer that she isn't
getting already.

Oh, I see. What is she getting
already? And how old?

- Six.
- At school?

- No.
- Well, why not?

My husband and I have
always felt that...

She needs care, gentleness,
kindness and understanding

that can only be provided
at home. Yes, I know.

- Does anybody teach her anything?
- She has a nurse.

- Teaches her finger speech?
- Yes.

I thought so. An old
biddy of about 60.

Now listen, Dick Searle.

I've already told Christine
that you've no manners

so there's no need to demonstrate.

I also told her you
were good at your

job which is probably
an understatement

so get on with the business
of showing her around

and take that chip
off your shoulder.

I've got to get back to my own
kids. I'll see you later.

Well, perhaps you'd
like to walk around.

If you could spare the time.

Colin, you've got the
dirtiest face in

the school and that's
saying something.

- What's your name?
- Mic...

- Michael.
- Michael.

- Good. And who is this?
- Michael.

No, no, no. You're
Michael. He's Colin.

So, he's only been
here about ten weeks.

- And he's quite deaf'?
- Oh, yes. No hearing at all.

He can't do very much yet

but when he first came here,
he couldn't even lip-read.

Miss Lamer...

Who is that, Leonie? You
better keep an eye on her.

She's better than she
was this morning.

Yes, and better than
she'll be this evening.

Oh, this is Mrs
Garland. Miss Larner.

How do you do?

Supposing you were starting
with a six year old,

how long would it be
before she could... speak?

Oh, it depends on the child.
Depends on what you mean by speak.

I...

Ah, here you are. Oh, excuse me.

Dick, that girl is here for
the interview, Miss Crocker.

Oh, right. Jane,
this is Mrs Garland.

Dr Ellis here founded this place.

She's supposed to have retired
but she won't stay away

so we let her keep her room here.

She knows more about this
job than I do or ever will.

Oh, please.

You've been around the classrooms?

Yes.

Good. And have you seen
everything that you want?

I've seen... a lot of
things that I want.

She's rather young,
but her references

say that she's clever
with children.

That usually means
clever at children.

- This is Mr Searle. Miss Crocker.
- Oh, yes.

Miss Crocker, would
you mind answering

a purely personal question?

Just why do you want to
take on a job like this?

Well, I didn't think
it'd be so dull

as teaching just
ordinary children.

I see. You think children are
dull unless they're deaf?

Well, of course not.

I see by your references, they say

you're clever with
children. Are you?

Well, I can... usually
handle them all right.

For sense of isolation,
the deaf feel most.

A school of this kind has the
advantage of giving children

companionship with
others like themselves.

It gives them, I think,
the confidence they need.

Yes, I noticed how generous
they were with each other.

She's having a rather difficult
time which used to end in tears.

Now she just comes here and sits
quietly until she feels better.

There is one thing
I'd like to ask.

How far can this be carried?

I mean, you can teach them
to say a few words and...

But do they ever get to the stage
where they can live a normal life?

Can they...?

Oh, I beg your pardon.

Yes, I'm one of them. You
were asking me something?

This is a personal call for Mr
Harry Garland. I'll hang on.

To steady the nerves.

The old girl is the one who's
going to be hard to persuade.

You keep out of this, my dear.

I shouldn't think that Harry will
be all that enthusiastic either.

What are you going to
tell him? I should say...

Shall I gag this woman?

I'm sure it's the
right thing to do.

If only I could get him to come
up and see the place again.

- Will he come?
- He must.

Hello?

Hello, darling.
Listen, you remember

that school you came
up here to see?

I've been there today.

But, Kit, darling, I can't
rush up North just like that.

If it's going to help Mandy
in any way, it's important

but it can't be all that urgent.

Oh...

Well, if that's the idea we
will certainly discuss it.

Darling, we can't
come to decisions

like that in a few minutes.

I'm not turning it down.

I just think you
ought to come home

and we can talk about it here.

All right, darling.

Yes.

What was that, Harry?

Oh, Lily Tabor took her over
to that school up there.

- School?
- Yes.

Surely she doesn't mean we ought
to send Mandy away, does she?

No, Mother, don't start anything.

I'd never send Mandy away.

And if it came to the
point, nor would Christine.

- Difficult?
- Sort of.

Courage of your
convictions, my sweet.

- Your convictions, do you mean?
- Oh, shut up.

I know I'm right.

Anyhow, I've permitted myself now.

Fixed up with Searle
to take Mandy.

Ooh, er...

You didn't tell Harry
that, did you?

No.

Hey, you. Give us a ride.

- Give us a ride on your bike.
- Go on, be a sport.

- Mingey blighter.
- We won't hurt it. Be a sport.

Give us a ride.

What's the matter?
Lost your tongue?

Stingy, stingy, stingy.

It's a free school. The
authorities pay or something.

What sort of children are they?

They're Mandy's
sort. They're deaf.

Harry, if only you'd
stay to see the rest

of it. I know you'd
feel differently.

Kit, there may be something
in their methods

but you can't seriously
suggest that

we should pitchfork
Mandy into a...

Into an institution.

Children can be very
cruel to each other.

That's life. She's got to face up
to that one day, whatever happens.

Yes, but not yet. She's not
seven and she's backward.

In that school, I saw
children younger than Mandy

and deaf like her
that could speak.

They'll grow up to have
some place in the world.

They'll get the chance to
live like normal people.

Not shut up like Mandy is. What we
are doing to Mandy is criminal.

Christine.

Why do I have to
fight both of you?

You had no right to
tell them that we'd

send Mandy there
without consulting us.

What right had you to promise your

mother not to consider
my point of view?

Look, Kit, we couldn't send
Mandy to a barracks like that,

if they could teach her to speak
Chinese and jump through hoops.

She's staying here with
us, where she belongs.

Look, darling, why don't you come
with me on this trip to Wales?

What is it, dear?

Do let her run about a bit. It's
so dull for her if you don't.

We could take Mandy with us.

I'll see if I can find a cottage
or get rooms or something.

That doesn't answer
anything, does it?

I'd give all I have for the
right answer, you know that.

Yet you won't give
the school a trial.

Must we subject her to more
misery in order to give ourselves

the satisfaction of knowing that
we've tried everything once?

- I don't think you've...
- Darling, I've been there...

Is this yours?

Here you are.

Ask for it nicely. Say please.

Say please.

- Let's play Piggie in the Middle.
- All right.

Come on, Dot. Come on, Dot. To me.

Come on. Come and get it. Come on.

Oh, give it to her.

Dougie, don't be mean.
Give it to her.

All right.

But not till she says please.

Stop it. Grab her.

Darling, control yourself.

Look at the child. She's insane.

She's not fit to be
with other children.

Don't you see?

It's because she
isn't used to them

that this sort of thing happens.

She must learn to live
with other children.

Kit, we've had this argument 50

times. We've all
tried to explain...

All? You mean you and your family.

Your father who's so lazy he
wouldn't lift a finger to help

and your mother who uses Mandy
as something to gush about

and sentimentalise over, like
a spinster with a lapdog.

And you are ashamed of Mandy,
wanting to keep her out of sight.

You don't care a rap about her.

- Shut up.
- All you care about is yourself.

You'd rather she remain dumb.

It was that that made up my mind.

I knew what I had to do.

Mr Chairman...

Chairman, I'm afraid
I must ask for

it to be recorded in the minutes

that I don't consider
a case has been

made out for the
increase of staff.

You mean the trust won't
put up the money?

I can't speak for my
colleagues on the trust.

I can only put my
views before them.

May the trust be told the views
of the people who teach children?

I mean after all... after all we
do know the facts of the case.

I find it best to
remind Mr Searle,

once again, that the
teaching staff,

including himself
are at the service

of the board and not its masters.

Good morning.

I'm afraid Mr Searle
may be delayed

but he's been told you're here.

- Oh, thank you.
- Hello, Mandy.

Shall we go in and see what's

happening in your
class this morning?

But we are faced with a
great deal of expenditure.

The estimate for
cleaning the front of

the building and
indoor painting alone

come to well over £1,000.

- It that really essential?
- I certainly think it is.

When the Lord Mayor came around at

Christmas, I was
positively ashamed.

Oh, damn the Lord Mayor.

If I'm to be sworn
at, Mr Chairman,

then I have no more to say.

We can't spend money on making

everything look
pretty for visitors

and then say we can't
afford the staff.

Hear, hear.

The children are,
after all, the point.

I've been a member of this
board for the last 25 years.

I might have been
lectured and overruled...

No, Mr Ackland.

The board hopes you
will give us the

money for the teachers
and the paint.

Exactly.

Then we all agree the matter be
left to the offices of Mr Ackland

to put up to the trust.

Now we come to the
very generous offer

of bulbs to go in
the beds outside...

Mr Chairman, I wonder if
the board will excuse me.

The other items don't concern me
and I've got some people waiting.

Mr Chairman, before
Mr Searle goes,

I think he should
make some apology

for the remark he made
a short time ago.

- You mean, "Damn the Lord Mayor"?
- Yes.

Mr Chairman, I
certainly do withdraw

the remark and apologise for it.

I've got nothing against the
Lord Mayor. He's a nice man.

I'm not going to withdraw or
apologise for saying that our job

is to teach deaf children and
not impress important visitors.

Does that satisfy you, Mr Ackland?

She'll be a bit shy
at first but you'll

be surprised how soon
they settle down.

Would you like to stay
around for a bit?

No. No, I think I'll go.

- Goodbye.
- Bye.

- Oh. Everything settled?
- Yes, thank you.

Oh, she'll be all right.
There's no need to worry.

I shall be at the Tabor's
if you should want me.

You see, she's never
been away from home

before or been with
other children.

We'll have to see
how it works out.

Thank you.

But surely as the
child's father, I

must have some say in the matter.

Yes. It's a pity, of course,
that you struck her.

Striking a little woman
is always a mistake.

We know they often ask for it
but the courts take it in view.

That doesn't give her the right
to take her to... this place.

You're the child's legal guardian.

In the matter of custody,

the court usually awards it to the
mother, with a child that age.

And a girl.

After the statutory
period of desertion,

you would presumably have
grounds for divorce.

I don't want a divorce.

I simply want them both back.

You might refuse to provide for
her if she stays up there.

Well, that wouldn't do any good.

She's already said she'd get
a job and keep herself.

She will, too. She's not the sort
of person that's easy to bully.

Well, frankly, I don't
think that we can

do anything, except
for the school.

If we wrote and told them that
they'd be taking the child

against its father's wishes, it
might be a bit dodgy for them.

He means the school would
be in an awkward position.

I've looked it up
here, and there's a

fellow called Ackland,
the governor,

an honorary solicitor to add.

I think the thing to do is to
write a nice, dignified letter

telling them that they're up
the creek without a paddle.

A delicate situation.

- It's that Crocker girl, indeed.
- Now look here, child...

She got out of bed. I tried to put
her back and she wouldn't go.

But she just sits there and
sulks and then this happens.

- Horrible, ill-natured...
- That'll do, Miss Crocker.

She's just like a wild animal.

You're speaking of a child
of six who is deaf and dumb.

- You're here to help her.
- I was trying to help her.

Look at me when you speak.
I'm deaf, remember.

If you have any pity to
spare, give it to the child.

Don't waste it on yourself.

I'm sorry.

What's wrong, Mandy?

Come on, now. Eat it.

Mandy, which one is the donkey?

Joan, show me.

Donkey? That's right.

Donkey? Mandy, show me donkey.

Which one is the tiger? Tiger.

Colin, which one is the tiger?

That's right, tiger. Mandy,
which one is the tiger?

Tiger. Come on, Mandy.

Tiger. Show me the tiger.

Tiger, Mandy. Which one
is the tiger? Tiger...

How is it going with that one?

Not too good. She's
a very tricky one.

- And how was it last night?
- Not much better.

We'll give it another couple
of days and we'll see.

Mandy, you mustn't get out of bed,
dear. Now do try to go to sleep.

There's a good girl. Now come
on. Come on, back to bed.

Back to bed.

Give the child time.

While she's upset about
this night business,

we're getting nowhere
with her during the day.

That's nobody's fault.
Least of all yours, Dick.

- We failed, let's face it.
- Huh?

Oh, I'm sorry. I said we failed.

No, not yet. She's just one
of the difficult ones.

- We've had difficult ones before.
- Not at her age.

She came to us late.

She was wholly dependant
on the mother.

Never mixed with other children.

Meanwhile, we're losing out.

If you've made a bloomer, the
best thing is to admit it.

You must do what you think best.

Most important, what you
think best for the child.

I'll get on to the mother.

Darling.

Oh, let's wipe those tears away.

Come on, love. Smile, come on.

I'm driving up to town, if you
want a lift to the Tabor's.

Thank you. Come on, love.

Look, this is no business of mine

but I gather your husband is
against her going to a school.

He wants her at home.

Seems he was right.

So, if you take her back to
London, even a day school is out.

It will be if we go
back to the family.

Well, it's no good here
while she's in that state.

If I found a room somewhere near
the school, could you keep her?

- You mean, as a day-boarder?
- Yes.

Well, what about your husband?

Presumably, that would mean
leaving him in London.

I've already left him.

As the school's solicitor, what
answer can I give to that?

You're obviously in the wrong.

The child is boarding here
against her father's wishes.

I'd just tell them to
get their facts right.

She's not boarding here, she's
living in town with her mother.

- That is not my information.
- Then your information is wrong.

Well, in that case, she
has no right here at all.

It's against the rules of the
school to take day pupils.

Except in special cases and under
discretion of the headmaster.

This is a special case and I
happen to be the headmaster.

The child needs my help.
Her mother needs help.

I'm going to give it to them.
That's what I'm here for.

Mr Searle, I'm going to
ask you a blunt question.

Why is it that since you came here

you've consistently
opposed my wishes?

Opposed your wishes?

I'm too busy with these to wonder
about opposing your wishes or not.

You talk as if you've
invented children.

Let me tell you

that I was working for this
school when you were still a boy.

- Its reputation is...
- Mr Ackland.

The difference between
you and me is that

you think a school is
a lot of buildings

and a balance sheet
and a reputation.

I think it's just a
lot of individual...

kids.

About tomorrow, if
I go and fetch her

at five in the evening,
would that be all right?

Trouble?

I will not tolerate that man's
rudeness and arrogance.

Searle?

I thought you said you'd
got him this time.

He's taken the child in
without the father's consent

but not as a boarder.
He's fixed that.

She's taking the time with her

mother and coming
in as a day pupil.

He's falling over himself to
help the mother, isn't he?

What's she like? Good-looking?

I can't imagine.

When a man says a
girl needs helping,

it's nearly always the same
sort of help he means.

Is Searle married?

- Separated from his wife.
- People get lonely.

If there were a slightest
question of a scandal,

it would do the school
a great deal of harm.

Yes. They'd throw
him out of his job.

- Get Davey in.
- Yes, Mr Ackland.

Get Mr Davey, please.

Send a letter to this
fellow, whatshisname,

Garlands solicitor's,
Woollard and Son.

Make the point that this girl
is now... Just a minute, Davey.

Is now a day pupil and no longer
under the school's jurisdiction.

But that I, as a
governor, regard the

whole position as
very unsatisfactory

and that I intend making
further enquiries,

which I shall be happy
to acquaint them.

Now, Davey, I want you to...

Baby.

Baby.

Baby. Baby.

Baby. Baby.

Baby. Baby.

Baby.

Baby.

Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba. You try, Mandy.

Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba. Come on, now.

Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba. Feel the
vibration. You try it.

Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba.

No, dear, you're not feeling it.

Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba...

Again. That's it, Mandy. Feel it.

Now again.

Good. That's it, Mandy.
Feel your voice.

Keep it going. That's
right, that's right.

Come on. You've got
it. That's right.

Keep it going.

Now... feel it.

Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba.

Come on. Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba.

Ba... Ba... Ba... Ba...

- Ba...
- That's it, Mandy.

Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba.

Nina, show me what you've written.

Ba... Ba... Ba...

Ba... Ba... Ba...

- Mr Searle?
- Yes?

There is something that
I wanted to ask you.

Yes.

- You know that I wanted to leave.
- Yes.

Well... I wondered whether it
would be possible for me to stay.

I thought you might
be asking that. Yes,

of course you can
stay if you want.

- What does she say, dear?
- Oh, loving as ever.

Very sorry for what she's done
but proposes to go on doing it.

"Darling, I hate having
made you hit me.

"It was my fault for saying those
things and I'm sorry. Really I am.

"I know you'll have hated it,
too, because it isn't like us."

Us?

Harry, don't you think you ought
to go up there and talk to her?

Then I suppose if you did

she'd think it was weakness and
become even more stubborn.

This is a nice little touch.

The post script.

It was my fault for
saying those things

and I'm sorry. Really I am.

I know you'll have hated it,
too, because it isn't like us.

You know you're the only person
in the world I love except Mandy.

And I'm very lonely,
rather frightened

and... missing you quite horribly.

Hello, telegram?

Daddy. Daddy.

Mummy. Mummy.

Me.

It's from Daddy.

He's coming to see us.

It's from Daddy.

Daddy.

Do you want to talk
about things now?

You were quite right. It was
too big a change for her.

Marmalade?

She hated it. We weren't
getting anywhere.

Well, it was worth trying. It
might have gone the other way.

Darling.

Anyhow, as soon as
she started as a day

girl she settled down beautifully.

You know... we've
been a pair of asses.

We were both partly
right and partly wrong.

I think we probably shall have
to find a school for her.

Find a school?

Yes, one she can go to from home.

Darling?

As soon as we get back,
we'll start looking around.

We can't take her away from here
now that she's doing so well.

Why not? What...?

What's so special
about this school?

Well, she's got used to
them. She trusts them.

We can't go through
all that again.

Anyhow, darling, there's
no doubt about it

that Dick has an
absolute genius for...

- Dick?
- Dick Searle.

- You met him.
- Yes?

The Tabors call him
Dick so I do, too.

Of course.

Well, just wait until
you see him with

Mandy and then you'll understand.

See him with Mandy?

Yes, he's coming
here this morning. I

thought you'd want to talk to him.

Why should I?

Darling, let's face it.

We both love Mandy,

but here is somebody who can
help her more than we can.

You mean more than I can?
She needs you but...

All right, we'll play it that way.

As long as you don't expect me to
stay and be enthusiastic about it.

Hello.

Good morning. I gather
Mandy is doing well.

Oh, yes, she is fine.

Well, darling. I'm sorry
I've got to rush back but...

- Must you?
- I'm afraid so.

Bye, Mandy.

Goodbye. Write to me.

- Goodbye.
- Goodbye.

Look up the London trains for me.

Isn't it rather...
giving in to her, dear?

What else could I do,

when your wife tells you flat
that you can't help your child

and somebody else can?

But doesn't the child's home and
father mean anything to her?

Apparently not.

This... This teacher?

What sort of man is he?

Oh, it's the old
witch-doctor thing.

Kit's always wanted to
believe in miracles,

especially where
Mandy is concerned.

He's told her that
he's going to teach

Mandy to talk and
she believes him.

The only person in the world
who can help Mandy is Searle.

I'm no good, you're no good,
nobody else is any good.

Take the genuine witch-doctor

medicine and refuse
all substitutes.

If only I could prove to him, show
him how well she was getting on.

Well, do you think
he'd come round, then?

Of course.

Come here, I'll do that.

If you like, I could
come in sometimes

in the evenings and coach her.

That would speed things up a bit.

But have you got the time?

Well, I'll manage it somehow.
I'll come in tomorrow evening.

That's awfully good of you.

It would help my husband
and me a lot if...

Well, maybe, but the main
thing is to get her on.

Then you can all sort
it out how you like.

Bye, Mandy.

Mrs Garland?

Garland? Yes, she's
on the first floor.

Thank you.

Toller, maybe that was the
name? Big woman, heavy built.

No, that's not her. This
one's quite thin. Pretty.

She's the one that's got
a kid that's a bit...

You know, can't speak,
just makes noises.

Eyes.

Eye.

Nose.

Nose.

Ear.

Ear.

Nose.

Nose.

That's a good girl.

Apple or orange?

Apple.

- Thank you.
- Good.

Mandy. Come on.

Apple or orange?

Which do you want?

Where's the clock?

Where's the door?

Where's the fireplace?

Where's Sophie? Sophie?

Clever girl. Come and
give me a great big kiss.

Then on his way home,
he passed a bridge.

Michael, you be the little boy.

That's right.

And he wanted to put the
basket under a tree.

Mandy, you be the tree.

That's right.

Put the basket under
the tree, Michael.

Thank you. Climb on the bridge.

The little boy climbed
on the bridge

and he took his fishing
rod to catch a fish.

Brian, you be the fish.

- P.
- P.

- P.
- P.

Flick at the front. T, T.

T, T.

Flick at the back. K, K.

K, K.

NR. NR.

- Ooo.
- Ooo.

- SSS.
- SSS.

Man.

D.

Egg.

Man-gee.

M. M.

A. A.

You were there on Tuesday,
Thursday and Friday night

for one hour and a
half, two hours and

two and a half
hours, respectively.

Another week and you'll
see the sun rise.

Please. Does the landlady
have any information?

Nothing of a compromising
nature, sir.

She can never give him a chance.

Quite, thank you.
Carry on, will you?

When Searle was appointed, the
board got a letter from his wife.

Have we got it here?

I think the Chairman's
still got it.

All right, thank you.

Ah, I know what that is. Train.

Train.

And that's a house.

House.

Tree. Tree.

Lady.

Miss Stockton?

Miss Larner?

If you'll make this do for a
minute, I'll have another look.

- Never mind.
- I'll bring it up.

Christine. Here.

What is it?

- Quickly.
- What's the matter?

Mummy. Mummy.

Mummy.

Mummy. Mummy. Mummy.

Mummy.

- Yes, she's... done very well.
- I'm sorry.

After two months that's not bad.

She spoke. It means that she can.

It means she has a chance.

Now, you mustn't expect too much

because it will never
be easy for her.

She has a chance.

Do you know, it's like seeing the
door of a cage beginning to open.

I wish we could
celebrate or something.

That might not be a
bad idea for you.

You ought to get out a bit more.

Look, why don't you
get somebody to

sit with her and
take an evening off?

Hello, Jane. Do you want me?

Hello, Dick. Yes,
nothing very important.

Just to tell you about the
Pitcher Trust meeting.

You'll get your new teachers.

Ah, so Ackland's been overruled?

No, he climbed down
of his own accord.

That's odd. Doesn't sound
like our little pal.

No.

I've got good news, too.

The Garland child got its
first word out tonight.

You know I've been giving it
extra tuition in the evenings.

Yes, I heard you were doing that.

It's good news because
it means we can prove

we were justified over the
trouble when she first came.

Yes.

I wanted to ask you
something about that, Dick.

I wanted to say something
I hope you won't resent.

Resent? Why?

I think you should coach that
child here at the school,

not at Mrs Garland's.

Why?

I think it would be... wiser.

Jane... Jane, don't
beat about the bush.

Are you suggesting that I'm having
an affair with Mrs Garland?

- No.
- Then who is?

Nobody... yet.

But you must realise Mrs Garland
is a very attractive woman.

There's bound to be
a little gossip.

That's harmless enough,

unless it comes to the ears of

someone who wants
to make mischief.

Ackland.

When you were appointed,

your wife wrote to the board
a very malicious letter.

I never knew that.

There was no point in telling you.

But today, Ackland asked the

Chairman for a copy
of that letter.

I see.

It may be nothing but
I wanted to warn you.

Yes.

I don't need to tell you, Dick,

that in work like this,
you are very vulnerable.

You're dealing with
mothers of children

when they're in a
very emotional state.

You're helping them.

They're relying upon you.

So, it wouldn't be
surprising if...

You're quite right, of course.

You meet an attractive
woman and she

trusts you and is grateful to you.

It's flattering.

Before you know where you
are, you think it's...

But you know it isn't.

Well, of course not.

All right, Jane.
I'll deal with it.

Hello?

No, I'm afraid Mr Ackland's
in court this morning.

This is his confidential
secretary speaking.

Oh. Mr, Woollard, isn't it?

Yes, yes, we're very busy on that.

Our man brought in some
more evidence yesterday.

Evidence?

Look, my sweet, are you sure
we're on the same wavelength?

Garland, that's it.

It's just that they said Master
Tykes made things a bit difficult

and Ackland said he'd go
into it for us but if...

Yes?

Mr Davey? Who's he?

He's the little man who
does our divorce stuff.

Divorce? Yes.

Oh, no, of course not. I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to rush you.

Divorced. Did you know?

Yes. No, it's just
that I was trying

to find out how things were going.

I seem to be a bit out
of touch. Goodbye.

What do you suppose those
characters are up to?

It's most irregular.

Harry should have advised us
if he's instructed this man.

Yes.

If.

And get me Mr Garland, Harry
Garland at his office.

I want you to wait. I shall
only be five minutes.

Darling, what's the matter?

Oh, it's some nonsense
up at the school.

I've got to go and sort it out.

- Christine?
- Yes, of course.

- Harry, what is it?
- Nothing.

You wouldn't go dashing off
like this if it were nothing.

I've got to catch a train.
I'll tell you about it later.

- Fred?
- Yes.

I don't know what's
happened but Harry's back.

He's packing and rushing off
and he won't tell me why.

Well, perhaps he doesn't
want you to know.

Look, darling, do
something for me.

Put a trunk call through
to this chap, Ackland.

Tell him I want to see him tonight

at his office. It's
very important.

I shan't be there until seven
but make him wait for me.

All right, dear.

What's all this, Harry?

Oh, well, if you
must know, Woollard

tells me that these
solicitors up there

have... been spying on Kit.

- Spying on her?
- Yes.

Why?

I don't know.

They've pitched him
some yarn about

her playing around with a man.

What man?

They didn't say.

Mr Woollard was asking for
information about Mr Garland.

How was I to know
you wanted things

kept back? I'm not a mind-reader.

No, you're a confidential
secretary. You

might behave like
one occasionally.

On duty or oft?

Listen...

We've no real facts
on this case yet. We

haven't even heard
from Searle's wife.

There he is now.

See that Davey is
standing by, will you?

Mr Garland.

Do come in. We've
been expecting you.

How do you do?

How do you do? Oh, er...

Won't you sit down?

Now, I gather there's been
some misunderstanding

between my secretary
and Mr Woollard.

I hope so.

Good night, darling.
Be a good girl.

I won't be very late, Mrs Jackson.

She'll be all right with
me, don't you worry.

I'm ready.

Oh.

You say you were accosted
by the landlady?

- She came over to the pub?
- Yes, sir.

How did she know you were there?

- Had you talked to her before?
- Yes, sir.

I've had enough of this dirt.
Get this man out of here.

All right, Davey.

Mr Garland, your attitude
does you great credit.

But in my profession,

I'm afraid if it weren't for
the Daveys and the landladies,

honourable people would have no
defence against those who are,

well, less honourable.

What do you mean less honourable?

I was only generalising.

I'm going to see my wife.

As a legal man I must tell you...

- You're not my legal man.
- Consult your solicitors.

The only person I should
consult is my wife.

She does live here but
she's out at the moment.

Where's the child?

- Upstairs.
- Alone?

No, but you can't go up without
Mrs Garland and she's gone out.

I'm Mrs Garland's husband.

Where's my daughter?
Is she in there?

Yes.

She's asleep.

What time do you expect
Mrs Garland back?

She said she didn't know.

I'm taking my child away.
Where can I phone for a car?

The telephone's across the road.

You can't go taking her, not
until her mother comes back.

I'm in charge of that child.

You may be her father
but I don't know, do I?

Yes, you're quite right.

Look, I'll go and
phone for a car then

I'll come back and
wait for Mrs Garland.

But who's been
saying these things?

Can't I tell them...?

Tell them what?

That it's all nonsense.

Well, the trouble is it isn't
quite all nonsense, is it?

I know, I know these
people are wrong

because to them... loving
somebody can only mean one thing.

The only thing that
worries me is that...

I think they might try
and get hold of Evelyn.

That's my wife. And spin
her some kind of a yarn.

She's...

a very unstable person and might
make some unpleasantness.

You never told me
you were married.

You think I should have told you?

No.

No, of course not.

Would you mind waiting?
I may be some time.

Yes, sir.

Hello, darling.

Come on.

Thanks for the dinner...

and everything else.

Mrs Jackson says that
Harry is upstairs.

Hello, darling. Why didn't
you tell me you were coming?

Where have you been?

Out to dinner with Mr Searle.

What do you mean by leaving Mandy
alone in a place like this?

Mr Garland...

I'd rather you kept
out of this if you

don't mind. I want
to talk to my wife.

Yes, I dare say.

But I don't want you
to get the idea

that your child is being
neglected in any way.

I can assure you
that Mrs Garland has

never left her alone
for a single hour

of a single evening
until this evening.

Well, you should
know, shouldn't you?

I understand you've been here
practically every night.

- Darling.
- Who told you that?

- Well, isn't it true?
- Well, yes, but...

He's been coming
here to coach Mandy.

Night after night.

When he's finished
a day's work, he's

been coming here to work with her.

So as to get her on quickly.

And tonight?

Tonight... we went out. For
a very special reason.

Harry, it's beginning to work.

She's beginning to speak.

I didn't tell you before because
I wanted it to be a surprise.

I've had my surprise, thanks.

Look, man, use your brains.

The child's making real progress.

Doesn't that mean anything to you?

Harry, you can hear for yourself.

All right, then, show me.
Let's hear what she can do.

Now? Yes: "Owl

We'll do nothing of the kind.

What right have you
to give orders?

Because that child is
just beginning to speak.

If you drag her out of bed and put
her on trial now, she may fail.

And if she does, it will
put her back for weeks

and you'll be the one
who makes her fail.

She won't forget that.

All right.

Go ahead if you want to.

I can't stop you but I
won't be a party to it.

Don't you realise that Dick

doesn't care about anything
except the children?

Darling.

Who dressed her?

- I did.
- Why?

Because we're catching the
midnight train. All three of us.

I won't have her
here another hour.

Harry.

Mandy... Look, show Daddy
how you can say words.

Who's this? Mummy.

Show Daddy what you
can say. Who's this?

Mummy.

Say mummy, darling.

Mummy. Mummy.

Mandy, you can say mummy.
You said it yesterday.

Say mummy. Say mummy.

Mummy. Say mummy. Mummy.

Darling, mummy.

Mummy, please, darling.

Mummy. Mummy.

Stop it. Stop it.

I won't have it.

It's all right, darling,
it's all right.

I shouldn't have done it.
Dick told me not to.

- Now you don't believe me.
- I don't know what to believe.

I've heard enough for one day.
I'm sick to the stomach with it.

Did you and your
boyfriend know they've

set divorce detectives on you?

What do you think I
feel when they bring

your dirty, sneaky stories to me?

- What...?
- That he's been here every night.

But, darling I...

That you've been seen kissing him.

- Is it true?
- Is what true?

Have you ever kissed him?

Yes...

Harry...

Go to sleep, darling.

- Harry.
- Mother.

- Where's Christine?
- I...

I left her up there.

Is my husband in, Miss Cameron?

He's in there, Mrs Garland.

- Hello, Harry.
- Hello, Christine.

Dick Searle's here.

I've got something I want to say
to you. Will you listen to it?

What I want to say to you is this,

that in the whole
of the dirty little

scandal about your wife and me,

you're just being made a mug.

You're being taken
in by a man named

Ackland. Have you heard of him?

Yes, I thought so.

Well, Ackland doesn't like
me and I don't like Ackland

and this whole business is
something he's cooked up

to get me out of my job.

With your kind help
and cooperation,

it looks as though
it's going to work.

So you've come here because
your job may be in danger?

Yes, and I think that's important.

More important than any mess
you and your wife are in.

I teach deaf children like
Mandy. I'm a good teacher.

P.

P.

P.

Fred, what's the matter?

Emily, I don't know
what's been going

on in this school
and I don't care,

but I do know that
Mandy's a different

child from when she went away.

Harry had no right to take
her away from Christine.

No, I know. I don't think Harry
realised what he was doing.

Well, it's time he did.

- That child should go back.
- To the school?

- Hello, Christine.
- Hello, Mother. Hello, Dad.

- Where's Harry?
- In there.

No, no, you stay here.

This time I'll do the interfering
and you do the keeping-out.

I'm glad you're back.

- Oh, Mr Searle, you're not going?
- Dad, do you mind not butting in?

My dear boy, I don't
want to butt in.

I just wondered what you'd
decided on this question.

Has Mr Searle been
making love to Christine

or has he been teaching Mandy?

Harry, sometimes I'm not quite
certain just what you do believe.

I mean, if you believe
that Christine

has been unfaithful to you,

presumably you're going
to do something about it.

Divorce her or something,
is that the idea?

He doesn't believe it. He
knows perfectly well...

Mr Searle, I'm talking to my son.

Whereas if you believe that it's
all just a silly piece of gossip,

and that Christine
and Mr Searle have

merely been doing
their best for Mandy,

and have indeed
done a lot for her,

the question of his wife's
faithfulness, Harry,

is one on which a man
must make up his mind.

He may not make it up correctly
but he must make it up.

No, I don't believe it.

Kit isn't like that.

I don't believe a word of it.

I can't find her anywhere.

There she is.

She's got a ball.

Hey, lend us your ball.

Your ball.

Wait.

You can have it back.

Ta.

You want to join in?

What's your name?

Mandy.

What?

Mandy.

Her name is Mandy. Mandy?

Right, get the bat.
Come on, let's go.

Come on, Mandy.