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The store is closed for the night.

We'll be open again at
seven o'clock in the morning.

It just seems like we can't go any
place without that bell ringing.

Hurry up Ned or we'll never
get to this ball tonight.

Dad burned .. ornery ..

Pig headed. Get in there.

Rose, will you tackle
this blamed thing for me.

I know. Let me do it.

Anyone would think that you had
never fastened a collar before.

Didn't you say the shop was closed?
- Yes.

Why don't they get sick in the daytime?

Daddy, the night bell is ringing.
- I'm deaf.

There. Now help me with my dress.

Ma.

Oh dear, there is Helen again.
Never mind.

Coming, dear.

Where in darned hell
did you hide that tie?

Constant pig-eye.

A man never has any
peace in this business.

I am closed, dad burn it. Get your ..

Oh.

I might have known it was you.

Now, don't get on your high horse
you confounded old pill-peddler.

The Lester kid has got diphtheria.

I want you to fix me up a little dope.

Why in blazes don't you
go somewhere else?

I'll be right down.
- Ned.

Ned.

Where are you going?
- Doc Moore again.

You tell that old reprobate to go
someplace else. We're late as it is.

The Lester kid has got diphtheria.

Father.

Mom, I can't find my new stockings.

Coming, Helen.

Sorry to disturb you, Ned.
- You are a pesky nuisance, Doc.

Seems like the only time you want
anything is if I'm in bed or going out.

Give me the prescription.
- Alright. There you are.

Going to the election ball, ain't you?

Yeah. If there ain't an
epidemic or something.

I don't want to discourage you but your
fellow Roosevelt hasn't got a chance.

Ha. Roosevelt is practically in now.

Ned. Ned.

Evening, Mrs Elliott.
- Evening, doctor.

Ned, don't you dare start
talking politics now.

Ma, I'm caught.
- I'm coming. Coming.

Helen, please stand still.
You are squirreling like an eel.

You are pulling my hair, clumsy.
- How else can I get the hooks out?

Girls, stops quarrelling.

If she'd only keep still, mother.
- She is pulling my hair.

If you'd only be a little more careful
instead of tearing about like a wildcat.

There.
- Thank you, mother.

I'm ready, mother.

Thank goodness there is one member
of this family I can depend on.

Hook me up. Your father is filling
a prescription for Dr Moore.

I do hope he doesn't keep Tom waiting.

It will do him good the
old stick-in-the-mud.

Don't you dare call Tom names.
He's the nicest man.

You'd think he wanted to
marry you instead of Louise.

I will have you understand ..
- Girls, please.

Helen, go and see if Louise is ready.
- Alright.

Mother, I wish you'd tell Helen
not to be so disrespectful.

She doesn't mean to be, dear.
She is just impetuous.

Louse, may I come in?
- Yes, come in.

Mother sent me to see if you were ready.
- Just about.

My, you look beautiful, Helen.

Think so?

I am sure you will be
the belle of the ball.

Oh, Louise.

May I borrow this for tonight, please?

Why, certainly.

Who knows?

Maybe I meet a dark young man there
who'll say to me: 'Darling, I love you'.

And I will say:
'Rudolf, you must forget me'.

'Because my family will never allow
me to marry a penniless artist'.

You have been reading
French novels again.

They are lovely and exciting.

Gee, those are pretty.

Tom sent it?
- Yes.

When are you going to get married?
- He hasn't asked me yet.

Oh, I wish he would hurry up
Not that I want you to leave.

But the sooner you get married the
sooner one of us can have your room.

I am getting so tired
of sleeping with Grace.

Sorry, but Tom can't be rushed.

Louise.

May I use some of your powder?

Girls your age aren't
supposed to use powder.

Louise?
- Yes, mother?

Powder properly used hardly shows.

Louise, are you ready?
- Yes I am, mother.

Dear, I don't know what to do about your
father. He's down there with Dr Moore.

Ned.

Ned Elliot, you come up here and finish
dressing or I'll have a tantrum fit.

I am coming, Rose.

No more time for you, you old windbag.
Here is your Bell's water. Get going.

I can't see all this
fuss about Roosevelt.

Now there's a big windbag if you like.

You reactionaries haven't any faith.

If you used your heads you would
know that the times were changing.

Well. What was good enough for
our fathers is good enough for me.

They helped to build the country.
- Why didn't they finish it?

I'll string along with
the stand-patters.

You'll string along.
Now, don't bother me again.

Wow. Here comes Tom.

There you are.
I told you times were changing.

Goodnight. I'm in a hurry.

Getting crotchety in
your old age, ain't you.

Tom is coming. I can hear it.
Father, mother.

Louise, Helen. Tom is coming.
Don't you hear it?

There he is. Tom!

Tom. Up here!

Maybe it will explode.

Let me see too.
- Stop pushing.

Land sakes.

It doesn't seem possible.
- Do you think he can stop it?

Nice work, Tom.

It's wonderful, Tom.

Howdy, folks.

I'll go let him in.

If you don't mind, Louise.
- Not at all.

Mother, look at Helen. She's all-over
powdered. Now, what would Tom say?

Who cares what he says, the old mothbag.
- Don't you dare say ..

That is no reason ..

Tom is waiting for you.
- Yes, mother.

Helen, you're impertinent.

Tom is not only the banker's son.
He's your future brother-in-law.

I don't care. He is ..
- Come along, Helen.

Alright. But I don't see why Grace
can't mind her own business.

Helen.

Ned, aren't you ready yet?

Grace shouldn't talk to Helen like that.

You are always sticking
up for Helen. If Grace had ..

Ned Elliot. If you don't put this coat
on this minute we'll never get there.

Alright. Now don't rush me.
Don't rush me.

It's a good thing they elect a
president only once every four years.

When I go to New York to
become a famous dancer ..

I bet nobody will dare tell me
how much powder to use then.

You know better than to use too much.

I don't see why you want to
marry that stuffed oaf anyway.

Tom Knivel is a nice young man.

The girl who marries him
will be a very lucky person.

Good evening, Miss Elliott.
- Good evening.

Louise. May I have the first dance?

Yes. If you dance the second with Grace.

It's a pleasure.

Will you give me the last dance, Helen?
- Oh, of course.

If you dance the next to
last one with Grace.

With pleasure.

Grace.
- Yes?

May I have next to the last dance?
- Certainly.

Thank you.

Rose dear, I must say your girls are
the most popular in Silver Bow.

The whole town will turn out when Tom
marries Louise. When is it going to be?

When is it going to be?
He ain't asked her yet.

Ned. Stop it.

Quite a crowded, isn't it.
- Yes.

It is fun dancing, isn't it.
- Huh?

I said it is fun dancing, isn't it.

Oh yes, it sure is.

Well, hello Stella dear.

Hello Helen. I have a message for you.
- Oh? From whom?

You know very well from whom.
My father asks you to save him a dance.

Oh, I am so sorry. They are all gone.

Where is he?
- He's gone to the prize-fight.

How exciting. I hope I can go someday.

Helen, how horrible.
Ladies don't go to prize-fights.

But I am no lady. I am Helen Elliott.

Attention please.

The first returns have
started to come in.

Alabama. Parker: 1,208.

Roosevelt: 29.

Idaho.

Parker: 18,480.

Roosevelt: 47,700.

Illinois. Parker:

327,706.

Roosevelt: 632,601.

Who is the man with Sam Johnson?

I don't know.
I have never seen him before.

Excuse me.

Tom. Do you ..

There they are. The elite of Silver Bow
gathered to dance in a new president.

Nice people.

The best in the world.

Yes. Maybe I would think
so too if I had a drink.

Pardon?
- Nothing.

Good evening, Mr Johnson.

Hello Helen. How pretty you look.

Do you like it?

I'm sorry I went to the prize-fight.

Did you get my message?

Yes. But you were too late.
I can't save you a single dance.

I am quite sure I can persuade one of
the youngsters to share one with me.

Oh sorry. Frank Medlin.
Miss Helen Elliott.

How do you do.

He's a newspaper man from San Francisco
and he likes prize-fights ..

Better than dances and he likes a good
drink better than pretty young girls.

He is a dangerous man,
so look out for him.

How exciting.

Are you here for a reason Mr Medlin?

Do you always need a reason
for something you do?

You have her there young, Medlin.

This young one doesn't know
the meaning of the word.

The totals so far show a slight
majority for Roosevelt.

We will give you the next batch
just as soon as it comes in.

Now, ladies and gentlemen.

You will please take your
partners for the square dance.

They're starting the square dance.
- Let's steal this one.

Excuse me, Medlin.

Sure. Go ahead. I'll wonder round.

Maybe I can fix you a dance or two?
- Thanks. I don't dance.

Everybody get your partners
for the square dance.

Get your partners.

Alright. Get around in
your different positions.

One more couple right over there.

Another couple right down
at the other end of the hall.

All ready.

Salute your partners.

First and opposite couple.
Forward and swing to the right.

First and opposite couple.
Forward and swing to the right.

First and opposite couple.
Forward and swing to the left.

First and opposite couple.
Forward and swing to the right.

Excuse me, Miss whatever-your-name-is.

I lied just now. I love to dance and I
have a special reason for coming here.

And I thought it was
just to see the sights.

Right. The most beautiful sight
I ever saw in my life. Look.

The one with the boy who looks
like he ate all the spinach.

You sure dance elegantly, Louise.
- Thank you, Tom.

Maybe this isn't the place.

Louise.
- But I ..

Look, old man. You're a decent, honest,
respectable fellow with a heart of gold.

I'm a lost soul soon to
vanish into the wilderness.

Give me one bright memory to carry
off, will you. I knew you would.

Who is that man?
- Frank Medlin.

Yes. I know.
- But you're more beautiful.

Mind you, I've seen plenty beautiful
women all over the world.

The most beautiful ones
are the Turkish women.

They have their faces covered
so you can use your imagination.

I'm afraid I don't understand.

You don't right now because
you're a little bewildered.

Let's go somewhere where
I can explain what I mean.

I don't think I should.

Oh please. I am quite harmless. Really.

Yes.

I think you are.

Oh, you shouldn't have.

Pol Roget Bouff�. Fromage La Pompadour.
Gateau Louis Quinze.

And champagne Casa De
La Rouge for Mademoiselle.

I offer a toast to Silver Bow for
harboring unsuspected beauties.

Oh. What on earth is that?

Fruit punch.
- Fruit punch? Awful stuff.

You'd prefer it if it were actual
champagne, wouldn't you.

I'd like it better if it
was straight bourbon.

However, as we can't have either ..

Let's sit down and got back to
Turkish women and imagination.

Do you know, I imagined a face
like yours behind every veil.

Did you?
- Uhuh.

Would you like to hear
the story of my life?

No.
- No?

But it's exciting.

It hasn't got any point to it but it
might serve as a warning to you.

Why should you warn me?
- That is a good question.

Perhaps I am developing
a sense of responsibility.

Perhaps you are too lazy for that.

You should try watching
the bees sometime.

The bees? Oh no. Horrible little brutes.

Crawling all over each other doing the
same thing over and over again. Not me.

I like change.

Variety. New places. New things.

What are you looking for?

I don't know.

Something I haven't seen yet.

Something in particular?

No, no. Anything.

There's always something
new just over the horizon.

Probably when I have found it I'll
take a running jump at the sun ..

And end up with a broken neck.

Can I give you a paradox, Miss Elliott?

You have a very exciting serenity.

I have Silver Bow.

You have places to go and things to see.

Ladies and gentlemen, we have
just received more returns.

With half of the country
still to be heard from ..

It can safely be said that
Theodore Roosevelt ..

Will be President of the United
States for the next four years.

Grace. There she comes now.

Grace. Come here.

I'm coming. I'm coming.

She'll catch it from father. You see.
- Look. He's holding her arm.

Roosevelt is doing it in government.

This fellow Theodore Dreiser
is doing it in literature.

America is growing up.

My book will about the growing pains.

It sounds terribly exciting.
How far have you gotten?

Well, I haven't started yet.

You know, you just can't
plunge into a thing like that.

You must think about it a long time.
- Oh, I see.

Well, here we are.

It's been very interesting
talking with you, Mister ..

Why, I don't even know your name.
- Medlin. Frank Medlin.

What is yours besides Elliott?
- Louise.

Louise Elliott.

Goodnight, Mr Medlin.

Goodnight, Miss Elliott.

You know, you've done
a terrible thing to me.

I was quite happy with that
unwritten novel of mine.

It gave me a sense of
importance to think of it.

Well, I had nothing better to do.
- Didn't you ever intend to write it?

Sure. When I had the time and the money.

Perhaps if I had someone
to talk to about it ..

Oh, I would love to talk
with you .. if it will help.

It would.

But I have got to go back to
San Francisco tomorrow.

I can send a wire and tell
them I'll be a week late.

Tomorrow night?
- Yes.

Will you come to dinner?

I'd like you to meet my family.
- No. Thanks very much.

I'm not very good at family dinners.

Please.

Spend every evening with me this week
and I come to dinner the night I leave.

Will you start your book?
- Absolutely.

Then it is agreed.

Good.
- Goodnight.

Goodnight.

Goodnight.
- Goodnight, Louise.

Oh, it's wonderful.

Helen. Helen, come to bed.

Don't be silly.

Louise, is that you?

Yes, mother.

Your father and I want to talk to you.
- Yes, mother.

Louise, do you realize what time it is?

And what do you mean by deserting Tom?

Don't worry, dear. I'll tell you
all about it in the morning.

Goodnight, dears.

She is quite right.
It will keep until morning.

Goodnight, darling.

You ought to be ashamed of yourself.

Your daughter stays out practically all
night with a man she never saw before ..

And you say it will keep until morning.

Rose. Are you trying to insinuate
that Louise done something indecent?

My goodness, no.

Then go to sleep.

Well, you needn't be
sarcastic about it, Ned.

Not at this time of the night.

Louise. Louise.
- Helen, why aren't you asleep?

Do you realize what time it is?
- Louise, please.

Tell me what happened. Was it very
exciting? Do you love him very much?

Helen, what ideas you have.
- Did he kiss you? But of course he did.

Of course he didn't.
I only met him tonight.

What difference does that make?

Grace, weak up. Louise is in love.
This is no time to sleep.

Helen, you ought to be ashamed
of yourself. You are the limit.

I can see their eyes. Can't you?
I wish I could fall in love.

What's it feel like?
Is it all in the heart?

Don't be a such a chatterbox.
See how late it is?

I don't care. Louise is in love.
- Helen, don't be silly.

You do act very strangely, Louise.
- It's love I tell you.

Perhaps it is. I don't know.

I know he hasn't the kind of ambition
we are brought up to expect in a man.

I know he is irresponsible and restless.

But he makes me feel alive.

As if I were born for something else
beside marrying Tom Knivel and ..

And gradually dying in Silver Bow.

I know just how you feel.
- I don't.

I don't understand it at all.

I can't think of anything nicer
than living in Silver Bow.

I'll scratch that man's eyes out if
he makes you do anything foolish.

Why, Grace.

Oh, you darling.

Quiet, children! You are
keeping your father awake.

Oh dear. Goodnight.

Remember. Not a word.

Not a word.
- Don't worry.

There's enough salt.
Now let's see about the turkey.

Oh dear, in a few more minutes
it will be burnt to a crisp.

Louise, did you tell him ..?

My watermelon rinds.
- Mother, please.

I should say not. That's my last jar
and I'm saving it for Christmas.

But it's the best in the world.
He's never tasted anything so good.

Well ..
- Please, dear.

Oh, well.

But I must say I've never seen you girls
make such a fuss over anyone before.

If he doesn't come soon
dinner will be spoiled.

Something must have delayed him.

I told him we always at
one o'clock sharp on Sundays.

I do hope nothing has happened to him.

You can't tell me she isn't in love.
- You are crazy.

Louise.

Louise. Where is this
young man of yours?

Gee Willy, I am hungry.

I was just telling Louise.
Dinner can't wait much longer.

He'll be along any minute.

Unless. Unless something has happened.

Do you suppose that I had better ..

[ Doorbell ]

There he is.
- About time too.

Hello, Louise.
- Frank. You are late.

Yes, I am sorry.
I had to stop for a drink.

Frank.
- Just the one.

Just to give me courage.
I am scared to death.

For pity sake, don't say what kept you.
- Oh no.

And if father offers you a
drink don't you dare accept.

No, no. I will try not to.
I am still scared.

Silly. Come along.

I understand you are from
San Francisco, Mr Medlin.

What? Oh yes. I am leaving
tonight on the 12:55.

What?

Mother asked if you were
from San Francisco, Frank.

Oh. I see.

Girls, I guess you'd better
get the turkey now.

Yes, mother.

I think prize-fighting is very cruel.
Don't you, Mr Medlin?

Oh, brutal. Brutal.

I shouldn't think a man would want to
earn his living writing about them.

No, I shouldn't either ..

You mustn't mind mother, Mr Medlin.

She really doesn't mean half she says.

Oh, I see. Well, of course I just earn a
living at it for the moment. That's all.

I suppose there are any amount
of theaters in San Francisco.

Yes. Any amount.

I've been taking dancing lesson
from madame Elise Murphy.

Someday I hope to go to
San Francisco to dance.

First it's New York and
then it's San Francisco.

Really Helen, you'd better
make up your mind.

I decided on San Francisco because
Louise will be living there and ..

Helen.

What makes you think Louise
is going to be living there?

Louise, is there something
your father and I ought to know?

Mother, I can't imagine
why Helen said that.

Ned, will you please ask your
daughter to explain what she means.

Huh?

Helen.

I think Miss Helen means she'll come and
stay with Louise and I when we're marry.

What?

What?

Frank, you haven't proposed to me yet.

No .. will you marry me, Louise?

Our daughter is going to marry
a fine upstanding young man.

A splendid match.

Why, it is absolutely ridiculous.

Of course it is ridiculous.

No man in his right senses ought to be
willing to cede his freedom for a woman.

But I am in love.

Young man, you can't ..
- You can. You can do anything you want.

I'll have you understand, young man,
that our daughter is going to marry a ..

Goodbye, Louise.

It was all very beautiful
and very hopeless.

But I do love you. And I always will.

Frank, I can't have you
running off like this.

But it is hopeless, Louise. I've got
no right to love you. It is not fair.

But I love you, Frank.

You say that so simply.

Without emotion, without heroics. As
though it were just a plain simple fact.

Louise.

If you really love me come
with me to San Francisco.

Tonight.

Don't spoil it, Frank.

I'll get the minister, the license and
everything before the train pulls out.

We'll be married.

Will you?

Yes.

Tell your family.

I would rather not.

I'll need all the courage
I have to marry you.

Louise.

Louise.

Weren't you even going to say goodbye?
- I didn't want to wake you.

And it's hard enough to go as it is.

I think it is wonderful
to elope, Louise.

You mustn't do anything
you will regret later.

It is a very serious
stuff to get married.

And live with a man
thousands of miles away.

I know, dear.

Why Louise, it may be years
before we'll see you again.

You'll come out to see us.
It is not so far.

Me too?

Of course, dear.

We've always been together.

It will seem so strange without you.

We'll still be together.

You had better go up to bed now.

Frank is waiting. I must hurry.

Remember. Be good to mother and daddy.

We will.

Oh, dear. I hope you will be happy.

Of course she will be happy, darling.

You will write often and often?

Promise?
- I promise.

Goodbye.
- Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Don't forget.

If you ever need me I'll come running.

Do you think your wife will
want extra blankets, sir?

I think she may. Put one there will you.
- Right away, sir.

Wife.

It sounds so strange.
- I love the sound of it.

Do you?

Dearie, I hate to bother you but
could you spare me a little butter?

I must go to Oakland to see mother and
must leave my husband a tray of food.

I discovered I ain't got a
speck of butter in the icebox.

Why yes, that is perfectly alright.

Come in, won't you.
- Thanks, dearie.

My, you do keep your
place neat and dainty.

You should see mine. It's a sight.

I'm torn between so many things. If it
ain't my sick mother it's my husband.

Too bad, I'll get you the butter.

I do hope you excuse me breaking
in on you like this, Mrs Medlin.

I've been meaning to come over and
introduce myself since you moved in.

But ferrying back and forth, I don't
know where I am at half the time.

It's quite alright. A sick mother
is a great responsibility.

Particularly my Ma. She runs a
boarding house for theatricals.

Yesterday, I got a message
to go to Oakland.

You know I wanted to go on the stage
once but don't have the strength really.

My, your food smells good.

I always say the way to man's
heart is through his stomach.

Thanks. I'll tell Oscar.
He is my husband.

My cooking is wasted on him as
he ain't got no heart anyhow.

A drudge, that's what he is. A drudge.
He don't think of nothing but his work.

What does he do?

He's the bouncer over at
Colombo's Diving Bell.

The bouncer?
- Sure. You know.

When one of the sports gets drunk and
starts hanging soldiers on the wall ..

My Oscar, he gives them the 1, 2, 3.

Well, I've got to be going or
I'll be running into Oscar.

Thanks again.

Oscar wouldn't harm a fly but somehow ..

Even mentioning poor Ma
arouses the beast in him.

Being a neighbour, I can't help but
notice your husband works nights a lot.

Yes. He is a newspaperman.

He has to cover a story
whenever it breaks.

Ain't that exciting.
A newspaperman right across the hall.

Thanks for the butter.

Don't take any wooden nickels.

Goodbye, dearie.
- Goodbye.

Good evening.
- Good evening.

How are you, darling?
- Hello.

Dinner almost ready?
- Almost.

Good. I couldn't wait to
get home. I am starving.

Anything exciting happen today?

Yes. I got a letter from Helen.

It seems Grace has been devoting herself
to curing Tom Knivel's broken heart.

And she's doing such a good job ..

That the whole family is waiting
breathlessly for him to propose.

Well, at least she won't have
to live on 25 dollars a week.

We are managing, aren't we?
- Well, you are.

I'm jealous of anyone
who has more than have.

I have you.

I only want you.

If that is all I get it's enough.

You know Louise, you
are not from Silver Bow.

You are from the earth.

The deep rich earth that brings
its own sweetness with it.

I married you for my heart, not my head.

Your head would say no, wouldn't it?
- Then off with my head.

Let's wait until after dinner.

Oh dear.

Close the window. It is freezing.

The place still smells of that
woman across the hall, darling.

She may be cheap and
loud but she is friendly.

Yes. A bit too friendly I think.

You shouldn't let her get into the habit
of dropping in on you all the time.

It's nice to have someone
drop in once in a while.

See, she's the first person I've met in
the months I've been in San Francisco.

No. I hadn't thought of that.

Yes. We have to go out more.

Hey, how about tonight?
- You work on your book tonight.

But I've been working on my
book every free night this week.

You keep right on it.

And I will be more than
repaid for a little loneliness ..

When people point me out as the wife
of Frank Medlin the famous author.

You know, a man can't keep his
nose to the grindstone all the time.

You look just like a baby when you pout.

Pout? What do you mean, pout?

I wasn't pouting.

It's beautiful, isn't it.

Yes. It certainly is.

Whoa.

That is a blow-out.
- That's too bad.

Well, I suppose I'll have to change it.

Grace, hand me that pump out
of that basket there will you.

Yes, Tom.

We didn't have much luck, did we.
And such a nice day too.

Oh, don't worry.
We'll have a lot of fun fixing it.

Yes. A lot of fun.

There. It was fun, wasn't it.

Yes. Sure it was.

Here, here. None of that.

I like to help. Really I do.

This is man's work.
You will spoil your dress.

I don't mind.

Let's do it together.

Alright.

Grace.

There has been something I've been
wanting to ask you for a long time.

Yes, Tom?

Will you marry me?

Yes, Tom.

That's fine.

Good morning, Miss Elliott.
- Good morning.

Is Miss Stella in?
- She'll be back in a while.

I think I will wait.

Shall I tell Mr Johnson?

No thank you. I imagine
he is busy. I will just wait.

Yes, Miss Elliott.

Eleven million swings the deal.

If you gentlemen wait to sell stock,
of course that's your business not mine.

But you have to make up your minds fast.

Because I leave for New York in about
ten days and then to Europe for a while.

Goodbye.
- Goodbye, Mr Johnson.

I'll see you gentlemen in
the office tomorrow.

Goodbye.

Well, Helen.

This is a surprise.
Did you come to see Stella?

Yes, but she isn't home.

What is the matter girl? You look
down in the mouth. What's up?

Oh nothing.
- Come on, spill it.

You know I will help if I can.

Grace is going to marry Tom Knivel.
- That's a good match for Grace.

Is that what's making you unhappy?

Oh no, I wouldn't marry Tom if he
were the last man in the world.

So what is upsetting you?

Come on. Sit down and
tell me all about it.

If I can be of any help
I will be only too happy.

Now what is it, Helen?

Well, when Grace is married
I will be the only one left.

Mother will watch me even
closer than she does now.

Why, she will never let me go to
New York or even San Francisco.

I am getting so tired of
living over a drugstore.

You are so beautiful, Helen.

I don't believe I ever saw
anyone as pretty as you.

Sam, you are so funny.

So cute and funny.
- Uhuh.

Yes. I guess that is the
way you feel about me.

Sam, I am sorry.

I wouldn't hurt you for the world.

I admit I'm old enough
to be your father.

But listen, girly. I have been
thinking about you for a long time.

Marry me and you can
have anything you want.

But Sam, I don't love you.

I know you don't, but marry me
and I'll play fair with you.

I'll even promise not to be a jailer
if that is what you are thinking of.

But Sam I couldn't marry you.

Stella and everyone would think I
was marrying you for your money.

I don't care what people think.
I have always made my own way.

And I am not going to have
anybody dictating to me now.

And you will take me to New York?

New York. Any place in
the world that you wish.

Alright. I will marry you, Sam.

Helen.

Father.

Oh.

Stella.

Helen has just consented
to become my wife.

So she finally landed you.
You ought to be ashamed of yourself.

Marrying a man old enough to be your
father and marrying him for his money.

Stella, How dare you.

No, Sam. No.

Sam.

Well, I can't blame Stella.

But I must make her realize that I
am not marrying Sam for his money.

Then why are you marring
him? You don't love him.

I know that he will always
take care of me and I ..

I am afraid of being unhappy.

Unhappiness ain't so bad.

It kinda makes happiness all the keener.

Louise could tell you that.

But then you ain't Louise.

And you ain't Grace neither.

I am afraid you ain't
got much heart, honey.

Father, I don't ever
want to hurt anyone.

You won't.

Deliberately.

And when you do you
will always be forgiven.

Rose, what do you say?

What is the use of me saying anything?
Helen listens to you and not to me.

She might as well marry Sam.

He will give her the
excitement she wants.

Mother, you are a peach.

And so are you, daddy.

I might be. It is too tough.
Run along. I got things to do.

Goodbye.

Now, Rose.

That is the last one.

It will seem rather quiet
with all the girls away.

Well, I have got to get upstairs.

Anyway I think Sam will
make a better husband ..

Than that reporter who married Louise.

Huh?

Oh yeah.

[ Clock chimes ]

Hi.

Frank.

What happened?

What?
- Frank, you are ..

Frank, you are drunk.

Drunk? I certainly am.

Disgraceful, isn't it.

Absolutely disgraceful.

You know what happened to me?
A very funny thing.

I was asleep in a nice
comfortable gutter.

I mean, there were no rents to pay,
no novels to write, no nothing.

Then, all of sudden I remembered
that I was a man of responsibilities.

A man of responsibilities. That's me.

Well, what is the matter?

Oh yes, of course.

Wet feet.

Mustn't get the floor wet.

Let me do it.

Mustn't mess up the nice, clean house.

A fine husband. Ha.

You know, I am the kind of husband that
makes everybody feel sorry for his wife.

Oh, I know. I know.

You know, sometimes a man goes from
wanting too much to wanting nothing.

He ought to do it gradually.

Or he gets all mixed up.

Don't touch me!

I don't want any help.

I don't want any help from anyone.

Well, if it ain't Mr Medlin.

Hiya, Frank. Where did
you get that pippin?

Who's your lady friend, pal?

Friends of yours, dear?

It is exciting, isn't it.

Exciting? I bet you a quarter
you're sorry you came.

It's a bet.

Why rank Medlin. How are you, dearie?

It has just been ages since ..

Imagine a sportswriter putting
on airs with me just because ..

Button your lip, Annie.
You are drooling.

So anyhow ..

Tim. I don't think you
know my wife, do you?

Darling, this is Tim Hazelton, one
of the best sportswriters around.

An old pal of mine.

Frank has told me so much about you.
- Oh yes.

Ladies and gentlemen.

The main bout tonight will be ..

Between the terror of the
tenderloins, Kit Ross.

And that bad boy of the south.

The Memphis Kid.

Hey, you big lunk. Wait until the Kid
hangs one on that beak of yours.

Go to your corners. When you hear
the bell you come out fighting.

May the best man win.

Will you have a swig, dearie?
- No thank you.

You shouldn't be here, Mrs Medlin.
- It is very interesting.

I couldn't do a thing with her, Tim.

That Kit Ross has sure got a nice left.
- The Memphis Kid can take it.

He'll be in there when Ross has
worn himself out throwing punches.

No. He looks too green to me.

Have a drink.
- Thanks.

Sorry, darling. I forgot.

I came home boiled about a month ago
and I've laid off that stuff since then.

You know, a prize-fight is hard
to figure out, Mrs Medlin.

A boy can be in there
taking an awful beating ..

But if he stays in and tries he'll have
the crowd with him if he wins or not.

My boy will win.

Yes. If you keep your eye on him.
- I'm doing that.

You two wouldn't be talking
about me, would you?

Well, I love you darling even if you
don't trust me out of your sight.

It's blood. He's drew blood.

Hey, you big lug.
Mind you get your head back.

He really caught him that time.

Tell me. What's the matter?

It is nothing. Don't mind me.
- You are as white as a sheet.

You had better let me ..
- No, I'm alright.

I ..

I guess the little lady has a weak
stomach. She can't stand it.

Oh, keep quiet.
I told you to button your lip.

Sit down.

I'm sorry, dear.

Darling you have nothing
to be sorry about.

You sit down there and I will
get you something to drink.

You are so sweet, Frank.

Please go back in there
and take care of your job.

I was afraid you would get sick.
Here, drink this and I'll take you home.

No. Go back in there.

I'll get home alone.
- No, darling. I can't ..

Please, Frank.

You must go in and write the best fight
story you've ever written in your life.

Something people will talk about.

We can't take any chances now.

Chances? What is all
the emergency about?

I am going to have a baby.

What?

I wanted to tell you a month ago.

That night you came home drunk.

But I decided to wait for a better time.
- You are going to have a ..?

Louise, darling.

Don't 'darling' me. Be a good
reporter and write a good novel.

But it is incredible.

It's a miracle.

You take care of your job.
I'll take care of our miracles.

Go ahead.

What? Me go back in there
with all those palookas?

Me? I'm going to be a father.
Holy smoke.

Frank, I don't feel very well
and I want to go home.

But I won't go home until
you go back in there.

Alright darling. I will go
immediately. I'll go at this minute.

But I'll ..
- Don't you dare.

Oh. Alright.

I'm going to have a baby.

Tim, listen.

Listen. I am going to have a baby.

Can't you wait until the fight
is over? Come on, get him.

Now the uppercut. That's it.

Perhaps too much strain.
Both physical and mental.

Too many emotional upsets.
There are many contributing factors.

Is she going to be alright?
- Certainly.

And the baby?

I am afraid Mr Medlin,
there isn't a chance.

You man she's going to lose it?

But she mustn't lose the baby.
Isn't there something you can do?

I am sorry.

Doctor.

Who won the fight, dear?

Darling.

Who won the fight?

The Memphis Kid.

I shouldn't have taken you.
- I owe you a quarter.

What for?

Remember?

I bet you a quarter I wouldn't
be sorry I went to the fight.

Darling.

No-one is to blame, dear.

People can't love each
other as much as we do.

Without paying for it somehow.

Darling. You are crying.

Silly, isn't it.

Nothing to cry about.

We have too much as it is.

To cry about something
that might have been.

What are you crying for?

I was thinking of poor Louise.

Thank you, Louise.

Some more coffee, Frank?
- No thanks, dear.

Well, are you through?
- Yes.

Pretty bad, eh?

I am no literary critic.
- Ha.

You don't have to be. All you
have to be able to do is to smell.

It starts out alright but gets
kind-of bogged down.

Maybe it will pick up
in the next chapter.

Maybe there won't be any next chapter.

I wouldn't give up, Frank. You can
write. The first part shows that.

But you can write too.
How is it you never wrote a novel?

Maybe because I never had a good reason.

So that's all you need, is it?
A good reason.

That is very funny. Look at
him, all alone in the world.

Nothing to worry about.
No responsibilities.

No wife. No children.

Why man, you ought to
be ashamed of yourself.

Men like you who make the rest of us
carry the burden of the American home.

No reason to write a novel.

You don't know when you are lucky.

Goodnight, Tim.

Goodnight, Louise.

Haven't you any sense at all?

I don't know what's the matter with me.

All I know is that Louise's sisters
have got everything in the world.

And Louise who deserves it more
than either of them, has got nothing.

Why, it is Christmas tomorrow and
I can't even buy her anything.

I doubt that worries her any.

Well, it worries me.
I feel like a no-good tramp.

All I have is bills.

Doctor's bills. Hospital bills.

Bills all over the place.
I even owe you money.

I want to give her the world.
Don't you understand?

Al I am doing is making her unhappy.

You are doing a pretty good job of that.

It's better for you if you were
doing as good a job of writing.

Well.

Merry Christmas.

Yes.

Merry Christmas.

Your stuff has been so dead lately that
we bury it as fast it comes in.

When it came in.
- Well, what do you expect?

The great American novel on
some stinking preliminary?

Now listen. If you are
too good for this ..

Yes. Alright. I know what I can do.

But I am a married man
with responsibilities.

And all I am asking you for is enough
money to live like a human being.

You can't come round here
complaining of hard times ..

If you smell like a
saloon most of the time.

Ha. You are a fine one to preach.

You've had your nose in a whisky bottle
so long it looks like an old cork.

I've had enough out of you, Medlin.
You are fired.

Fired?

That is fine. I'll get myself
a decent job now.

Merry Christmas.

Why, Frank. What are you
doing home so early?

Well, I can't ..

Where did you get that?
- I bought it.

What with?

Pennies and nickels.
I've been saving for months.

I wanted to surprise you when
you came home from work.

Is there anything wrong?

Yes. The boss game me an unexpected
Christmas present today.

Yes?

He fired me.

Why?

Because I asked for a raise.

There was something else.

You fought.

Where does he get off
saying I drink too much?

He kills a bottle of Scotch
in the office every day.

I see.

Darling, I am sorry.

I acted like a fool.
I lost my temper. I know.

But don't worry. I'll get a job. There
is always jobs for good sportswriters.

Of course you will.

In the meantime, I ..

Flora Gibbon was in for
a while this morning.

Flora Gibbon. Was she here again?

She told me where I could get a job.

A job? What kind of a job?

In a department store.

In a department store?

I am sorry, Louise.
You'll have to forget it.

I am sorry, I can't forget it.

If I can help I am going to.

If we can't be partners in everything
what sense is there for marriage, Frank?

I'll not have my wife slaving
in a department store.

Coming home completely exhausted.

It's much more exhausting worrying about
unpaid bills or money for food and rent.

I'd rather work than worry.

So, you throw it at me that I don't make
enough money to keep my wife properly.

Is that it?
- No, Frank.

If it wasn't for the baby ..
- I suppose that's my fault too?

Frank.
- Alright.

Go to work if you must but I tell you I
won't hang around here doing nothing.

So decide. Will you take that job?
- Frank, please.

Will you take that job or not?
- I have to.

I can't live in a house of unpaid bills.
- Alright.

Where are you going?
- Out to get drunk.

Frank.

Frank, please come back. Frank.

Don't come back if you do.

Don't come back!
Don't you dare come back.

Merry Christmas.

"The first Noel."

"The angels did say."

"Was to certain poor shepherds
in fields as they lay."

Beautiful.
- Yes. Isn't it.

I mean you.

Some champagne, Norman?

Thank you.

Thank you.

Sam. Sam, you are not drunk, are you?

Of course I am.

This is the only way I
can stand stiff shirts.

I'm afraid you will have to stand
it just a little while longer, dear.

We promised Stella's friends ..
- Stella's friends give me a pain.

And stiff shirts.

Nevertheless.
- Alright. Alright.

I will go.

My legs feel funny.

I feel funny all over.

Come along, dear. I'll help you.

Here we go.

I didn't want to go anyway.

But you promised.

May I help?
- No, no.

I don't want any help.

I want to stay home and get drunk.

Merry Christmas.

Sorry, Norman.

Stella. Excuse, me.

Stella. Your father isn't
feeling very well.

Why don't you all go on to the Denhams.
We'll follow as soon as he feels better.

I suppose we might as well.

We are all going to the Denhams.
Father will join us later.

Are you coming?
- No, I will wait here for him.

Very well.

Don't be long, Helen.

Are you coming with us, Norman?
- Why, yes. Of course.

I'll see you later.

Yes. We'll follow in a little while.

Sam.

Do you feel better?

Is there anything I can get you?

Norman.

Norman, what are you doing here?

I let the others go ahead.
They'll never miss me.

You shouldn't have done that.
- I must tell you the end of the story.

I told you I knew how it ended.

Helen. There's only one way it can end.

We are, young you and alive.

We can't bury ourselves in gratitude.
We have too much living to do.

Helen.

I love you.

Cheap.

Stella.

Father. How can you ..
- Stella, please.

Please don't tell him tonight.
I know it's wrong, but please.

Father, wake up.

Please don't spoil his Christmas.
- You must wake up.

Stella, I'll tell him myself
after Christmas. I swear it.

Get away from me. Father, listen.

Alright. Alright.

I'll go.

Merry Christmas.

Sure. I'll go.

I am sorry I am so late.

So long.

Sam.

He shouldn't have had so much to drink.

Sam.

Get a doctor.

Get a doctor!

Doc Moore told Sam six months ago ..

If he didn't stop eating and drinking
like a hog he wouldn't last.

It just doesn't seem fair.

He had everything to live for.
Money, position, Helen.

I think they were really
very happy together.

Rose.

Maybe when a man has everything
he wants it is time to die.

If he waits too long it's
liable to turn sour on him.

We will never have that trouble.

Thank goodness.

I only wished that Louise
had an easier time of it.

I am not worried about her.

She has been straightened out.
She has got brains, that girl.

Frank.

Frank, darling. Wake up.

What?
- I'm leaving now.

Coffee is on the stove
and toast is in the oven.

Just turn on the gas.

Turn on the gas.

Wonderful, isn't it.

Wife goes out to work and husband has
nothing to do except turn on the gas.

Frank, please.

I know it is stupid of me I suppose.
But somehow I can't get used to this.

Please, darling. Let's not start again.

Are you coming in to dinner tonight?
- I don't know.

We haven't finished spring inventory.

That means you'll be dining
with Benson, I suppose.

Mr Benson is very considerate
when I work late, Frank.

I would be too if I had a
secretary as beautiful as you.

I happen to be your wife, darling.

Yes, I know. I am sorry.

I wonder if you have any
idea how much I love you.

I love your face, the way you walk.
Everything about you.

And it is killing me.

Frank.

Frank, please. You have
to pull yourself together.

Do you realise what's happened
to you over the past months?

Look at yourself, darling.

You can't let yourself go like that.
It is bound to show in your work.

My work?

It's rotten!

It smells to high heaven. It's so
rotten. Nobody has to tell me. I know.

Frank.

Frank, what is going to become of us?

I don't know.

I suppose you will get tired of
babying me and that will be the end.

I don't want it to end ever.

Louise.

There is a kind of quiet assurance
about you that bewilders me.

I've been certain of
anything in my life ..

Except that the next job might be
more exciting than the one I had.

You warned me, dear.

Yes. I warned you.
I thought I was being very clever.

If the worst comes the worst, I said to
myself, she can't say I didn't warn her.

Then forget you warned me.

Pretend you made a bargain
you have got to live up to.

I can't. I wish I could but I can't.

Frank.

Frank. I am going to give up my job.

From now on I am going to depend on you.

If you starve, I starve.

If you die, I die.

It is a big sacrifice for
a man who is slipping.

I am not making any sacrifices.
I am being completely selfish.

I love you and I want to keep you.

But I want you to be
the strong one. Not I.

You can be, darling. I know you can.

It is in you. It has to
be if you love me.

Frank, look at me.

There isn't any more
strength left in me to fight.

From now on it is your fight.

If you love me.

If I love you?

If I love you.

I've got to go now.

Goodbye, darling.

I can't use you, Medlin.

Hello Frank. Been looking for you.

The usual, Mr Hazelton?

I heard you were making the rounds.

News travels fast, doesn't it.

Any luck?

What are you waiting
for Frank, a miracle?

You know you are washed up
in San Francisco, don't you.

Do you know why?

Pay for the drinks will, Tim. So long.
- Now wait a minute.

What is next, Frank?

I don't know.

I have got some pretty
serious thinking to do.

I want to find out what has
made me a walking corpse.

Why marriage made my
wife strong and me weak.

I can't even take a drink
without getting maudlin.

That's the trouble with you.

As much as you want love
you want freedom more.

A pretty tragic love
story, don't you think.

So long, Tim.

On the last trip we made
we never got that far.

Did you, skipper?
- Sure, lad. Seen 'em all.

Been up and down the coast of
Africa from Tangier to Somalia.

I can name you every port from
Rangoon round to Singapore.

Clear over to the Celebes
and the Solomon Islands.

But you ain't seen nothing until
you've followed the Mediterranean.

From Tetouan along
the North African coast.

Making port at Tripoli, Benghazi,
Alexandria, Port Said.

And then through the Suez Canal
down the Red Sea to Djibouti.

Djibouti?

Hot, stinking holes. Every one of them.

Give me the North Atlantic every time.

I like places that's cool.

Know of any boats leaving
for the China Seas?

Yeah, the Browner sails
tonight from Pier 10.

Pier 10.

Heading for Singapore first.
Don't know where next.

She is a rusty tub, mate.
And her skipper is a man killer.

Thanks ..
- If I was you, I'd ..

Frank.

Hello, darling.

[ Telephone ]

You'd better answer that.
It might be important.

Mr Benson's office. Yes.

That won't be necessary.
Just mark it down ten percent.

Alright.

The boss lets you make
important decisions like that?

Sometimes.

A wonderful surprise to have you here.

I wished many times you'd
come and see my office.

It never seemed quite opportune before.

It's a nice office.
- Isn't it.

You seem very happy in it.
- Oh, I love it.

But I love you more.
- Do you?

It won't be easy for you to leave it.
- I don't mind.

Mr Benson's office.

Good afternoon, Mr Clark.

Oh, no. I am afraid not. Mr Benson is
going out of town for the weekend.

You are very welcome.

Goodbye.

I don't mind because
it is going to save us.

Save us, is it?

I just dropped in for a moment.

I just felt I couldn't get through
the day unless I saw you.

You've made me very happy.
- Have I?

Well, so long.

Aren't you going to kiss me?

Mr Benson, this Mr Medlin - my husband.

Yes. I gathered as much.

How do you do, Mr Medlin?
- Hello, Benson.

Mrs Medlin told me she was
resigning at the end of the month.

She's going to be a great loss to me.

We're a selfish lot, aren't we Benson.

We always want to keep what we
have regardless of what others think.

[ Telephone ]

Mr Benson's office.

Yes?

No.

Efficient too, isn't she.
- Yes.

If you'll excuse me, I will ..
- Just a minute.

Are you working late tonight, darling?

Why yes. Unless ..

We haven't quite finished
but if it's anything important ..

No, it's nothing important except
I have something to do myself.

You'll never guess what I have to do.

I am starting work tonight.
- Frank.

You are starting work?

How wonderful.

A nice job too.
- On what paper?

You will learn all about it
when you get home tonight.

Look Benson, you have been taking
my wife out to dinner, haven't you.

Why yes.

Oh, it is alright.
It's quite alright. Except ..

I wish you'd do something
for me. Would you?

Take her to dinner tonight.
Give her an especially fancy dinner.

Be gay. Give her champagne will you.

As though it were a farewell dinner.
- Frank.

Well, you will be saying
goodbye soon, won't you?

Goodbye, darling.

Will you be home early?
- Yes, but don't wait up for me.

Don't forget, Benson. The champagne.

Thank you so much for dinner, Mr Benson.

I am sorry I was so dull.

You should have had some champagne.
- I suppose so.

I just couldn't seem to without Frank.

Goodnight.

Goodnight.

[ Door knocks ]

Do you mind if I come in?
- No. Come in.

Don't know what it is. I'm as nervous as
an ostrich getting her feathers plucked.

I never had such a
peculiar feeling before.

Actually, it's a fact I
wish Oscar was home.

Strange.

I feel that way too.

I wonder why.
- I don't know.

I felt like this before I married Oscar.

Me and Oscar went to a
picnic at the Presidio.

I was talking to a nice young man named
Dan O'Shea. He was a dealer at Kelly's.

Oscar was drinking beer.

Here is a note for you, honey.

A note?

All of a sudden Oscar grabs
me by the arm, and says:

'Try two-timing me and you'll
get torn apart, strawhead'.

And then I got the
same feeling I got now.

I mean, I thought it was love.

No.

Frank.

How can I find which
ships leave tonight?

I don't know.

Operator.

Beacon 1775.

Hurry please.

You sure got a shock, honey.
Your husband ain't leaving you?

Is Mr Benson in? This is Mrs Medlin.

Of course. He couldn't be.

Please stay here.

If Frank comes home, say I've gone out
to look for him and I'll be right back.

Could you ..

Can you tell me if a ship is
sailing tonight at midnight?

What's the name of the tub?
- I don't know.

Where is it going?
- I don't know. But I've got to find it.

It's hard to say, but try Thompson's
place. They may know.

Thank you.

Anything I can do, honey?
- Please.

Do you know of a ship sailing
tonight around midnight?

Where to?
- I don't know.

Some ship is going someplace.

I have money. I will give you all I
have if you can only find it for me.

Come to think of it,
there's a freighter ..

Take me there. I'll give you all the
money I have if you can get me there.

How about a kiss on account?
- No. Not now.

Perhaps later. I must get to that ship.

Come on, one little kiss won't hurt you.

Wait a minute. What's the idea?

Officer, please. I am looking or a ship.
- What ship? Where is it going?

I don't know but I must
get to it before it sails.

Where do you live?
- On Taylor Street.

Officer, please.
- Come on.

Where we going?
- Taylor Street.

But I don't want to go there.
I am looking for my husband.

He's on a ship.
- Sure.

We'll look for him when I know
you're telling me the truth.

But it will be too late then.
The boat will have sailed.

You see, I have got to find him.

Please, I have got to find him.

Is that you, Louise?

What happened, dearie?

Did you find him?

What are you going to do now?

Gee, honey. That's tough.

He'll come back.

He isn't very well, you know.

He isn't on a ship.

He is in some bar room.

Drunk.

He'll come back.

All I have to do is wait.

Louise!

Louise!

It's the end of the world.

It's the end of the world.

It's the end of the world, I tell you.

I'm leaving, dearie.

I am going to my mother's in Oakland.

If you can't find any place
to go here is Ma's card.

The address is right down here.

Mum can always find and extra room.

Thanks.
- Good luck, darling.

What's up?

Earthquake and fire in San Francisco.

I guess I hit it on the head.

Earthquake and fire in San Francisco.

The Navy sent out a call.
All ships to go to San Francisco.

For emergency relief duties.
- Many killed?

The fire is still burning so they can't
say. But there must be thousands.

Well, we pulled out
of there just in time.

Aren't you turning back?

Are you crazy?
- I've got to go back to San Francisco.

We're headed for Singapore.
Now get out of here.

Go to your post.
- I must get back. My wife is there.

I'll be giving you a chance to
swim if you don't pipe down.

Don't you understand? I must get back
back. My wife is there. She needs me.

Take this man away from me.
- I've got to get back!

Take it easy there.

Take him down below.
- I must go back there, you fools!

Don't you understand?

I've got to get back there.
Take your hands off me.

Why, that man is crazy to
think he can swim ashore.

Can you get me a line to San Francisco.

No. Oakland.

But I have got to get through.
My sister is there.

Well, alright.

Maybe she's dead.

I'll call some friends in Los Angeles
and have them go there right away.

Hello. Give me long distance.
- Norman, I should be there myself.

There's nothing you can do
until we get some information.

Hello? Hello.

I don't think you should go
until we hear from Louise.

I am going.
- But what can you do?

I am a pharmacist, ain't I?
They'll need all the help they can get.

Oh dear. I always knew Louise
would get into trouble with that man.

Search the next house.

The rest of you follow me.

Anybody in here?

Anybody in here?

Clear out. We're going to dynamite.

Clear out!

Anybody up here?

Everybody out.

All out!

Anybody in here?

Come on, lady. You must get going.

They have to dynamite
every house in the street.

Come on, lady.
- I can't go now.

I am waiting for my husband.

He'll be here any minute.
- Keep going.

We're only half an hour
ahead of the fire now.

Don't you see? If he comes
home and I am not here ..

He'll wonder where I am.

It's terribly important.

Hurry up. Take her along.
Take her along.

Please.

What do you want?

I am looking for Mrs Gibbon.

She told me to come here.
- Mrs Gibbon?

Wait a minute.

Well?

Are you Flora's mother?
- Yes. What can I do for you?

Your daughter asked me to come here.

I am Louise Medlin.

To be sure. Come in, Mrs Medlin.

This is a surprise. Go right in.

You know, Flora has
talked so much about you.

She will certainly be glad to see you.

Flora.

Flora.

That friend of yours from
San Francisco is here.

Wasn't that earthquake in
San Francisco terrible.

I always said to Flora,
I preferred Oakland.

Come.

You had better sit down.

You look all done in.
- No. I am alright.

Ma.

Ma, where is she?

There you are. Oh Louise, dearie.
I am so happy to see you.

I never expected you'd get here.

Help me, Flora. Get away, you girls.

Ain't she pretty?

Yes. But she is an awful sick child.

Awfully sick. I think we'd
better send for a doctor.

Frank.

Frank.

I've had men search every relief camp.

We've torn the town apart
and still no sign of her.

What about the hospitals?

And the morgues?

I've searched every one.
She must be somewhere.

Six days already. Six days.

If she is alive, she is off
somewhere by herself.

Breaking her heart for that man.
- I'm sure we'll find her though.

We're checking every acquaintance.
Every possible contact she may have had.

Flora.

How long have I been here?

Six days.

Not really?

You was pretty sick, dearie.
We've had the doctor for you every day.

Once, we thought you
was going to pass out.

You mean 'die'?
- Yeah. Actually.

But you're alright now.

Bee, who is it?

What do you want?
- I am William Benson.

Is Mrs Medlin here?
- Oh.

Yes.
- May I see her?

Yes, of course. She is upstairs.

I will show you the way.

We had a party here last night.

Mind, Mrs Medlin has been a sick girl.

What a dreadful thing
that earthquake was.

You know, it has completely upset her.

But she is getting better every day.

I'm glad she came to us. We were able to
help her. Please wait here for a moment.

Floral.
- Yes, Mum?

They have come for her.

Wake up, honey. Wake up.

There are two men here to see you.
One of them is Benson.

Two men?
- Yes.

Could it be ..?

Please ask them to come in. Please.

Come in, gentlemen.

Hello, Papa.
- My poor darling.

He has gone, father.

You have had a time of it, haven't you.

My whole world was destroyed
when Frank left me.

Everything can be rebuilt again, dear.

Do you think so?

It has started already.

A new world, dear.

You come home with me now
and we'll watch it built together.

No. I can't go home.

I must stay in San Francisco.

What was destroyed was my life.

What is rebuilt must also be my life.

And Frank's.

You had better forget him.

Yes. I will try to forget the
happiness we had together.

He will come back someday.

I can wait.

"Happy birthday to you."

"Happy birthday to you."

"Happy birthday dear Tommy."

"Happy birthday to you."

Two years old.

My, how time flies.

It seems only yesterday
since poor Louise ..

Wait a minute now.
Louise is doing alright.

Of course she is.

Although I would rather have Tom in
my home instead of a business career.

Where is Tom?

Couldn't he manage to get
home in time for the party?

I don't know. I suppose he's
been detained at the bank.

He's been very busy lately.

There he is now.

Hello everybody.
- Hello dear.

Hello, Tom.

Sorry I'm late but I couldn't help it.

How is the party?
- The children have had a lovely time.

We've been waiting for you
to cut the birthday cake.

Junior, come over and
say hello to your father.

Hello there, young man.
You having a good time at the party?

Want a piggy back?
- No, dear. Please.

It will spoil your new suit. Junior,
run back and play with your friends.

I do declare Tom I hadn't noticed until
just now you've got another new suit.

A regular Beau Brummell, lately.
- Isn't he handsome.

I don't see why anybody should
make any fuss over a suit.

I'm a president of a bank now and
I must dress up to my position.

Of course you do, dear.
Now Dad, stop teasing Tom.

Oh. Didn't know you were so touchy, Tom.
- I'm not touchy.

Mrs Knivel. A Laura Watkins so tee you.

Laura Watkins?

Yes. She says she works
for Isabelle Taylor.

Oh yes. The milliner.
- She says it's very important.

Well, send her away. You can't be
disturbed when you are having a party.

Likely about a hat I bought yesterday.

I'll see her.
- You won't see her. I forbid it.

You can't leave your
son's birthday party ..

Just because some silly milliner
comes here to sell you a hat.

Why, Tom. How absurd.

That is no way to treat an Elliott, Tom.
You got to handle them.

You wanted to see me?
- Yes.

Won't you sit down?

What I have got to tell you isn't
very pleasant, Mrs Knivel.

But I don't like to see a nice woman
like you get the dirty end of a deal.

And it makes me sore to see that
Taylor woman get away with it.

I am sure I don't know what you mean.
- I'm coming to that.

Isabelle Taylor accused me of stealing.

Imagine. Her that's carrying
on with all the men in town.

What Miss Taylor does
is no business of mine.

It is if one of the men is your husband.

My husband?
- Sure.

She is a shrewd one,
that Isabelle Taylor.

She ain't taking a chance of having her
mortgage foreclosed when she can ..

[ Telephone ]

Mr Benson's office.

Yes. We received your order, Mr Jackson.
We'll send it over when it arrives.

Thank you.

Jane.

Send a telegram to Mrs Thomas
Knivel in Silver Bow.

'Leaving for home tonight. Love'.

Send one to my other sister Mrs Norman
French. To her New York address.

'Dear Helen. Drop everything.
Take first train home'.

'Grace in trouble. Love. Louise'.

And find out when the first train
leaves for Silver Bow, will you.

Yes, Mrs Medlin.

Excuse me. I don't like to disturb you.

But I must leave for
Silver Bow immediately.

What's wrong, Louise?
Somebody ill in the family?

Sorry, William.
It must remain a family secret.

I'll be gone for just a week.

I'll take you home so you can get ready.

Thank you.
- When does the train leave?

I'm sure the new red dress is
a model for the fashion show.

Oh dear, I forgot to approve
the copy for Tuesday's Ads.

And also ..
- What are you laughing at?

You. You think more
of Benson's than I do.

It's my job.
- You've made it your whole life.

And shut out everything else.
- I've tried to.

All aboard!

You guys can bet your dough
that I'll be the next champ.

He's the next champ as sure
as my name is Tim Hazelton.

Tim!

Well, Louise. Where are you going?

To Silver Bow.
- To stay?

You know better than that.

Any news .. of Frank?

No. You still waiting?

All aboard!

All aboard!

I'll come back as soon as I can.
- Fine.

Call me when you arrive. I'll meet you.
- Alright.

Hurry back. Bye.

Now everything is smashed
by this cheap woman.

If he were my husband
and I wanted to keep him.

I surely wouldn't allow a woman
like that to take advantage.

It's more than that, Helen.

Marriage is supposed
to be a sacred thing.

Tom took the same vows I did.

He can't break them and expect
me to do nothing about it.

Men are such fools.

There isn't one whom a clever woman
can't twist round her little finger.

If she wants to.

That is no excuse.

Of course it isn't, Grace.

But if you love a man ..

You must understand his weaknesses as
well as taking pride in his strengths.

And if you love him
you'll fight for him.

Until you know he belongs
to another woman.

I know he doesn't belong to that woman.

Anyone could tell in a minute that
woman was carrying on all over town.

Just taking advantage of him.

I think the first thing for us to do.

Is to see that that young
lady leaves town.

But how?

We can't do it alone.

Well.

Maybe we can think of
some way of getting help.

Delicious sandwiches.

Your food is always perfect,
Mrs Knivel. Always perfect.

Thank you. You gentlemen are so gallant.

I can't speak for the others. As for
myself, I'm a southerner by descent.

My father fought at Shiloh.

My grandfather fought at Gettysburg.
- Well, well.

Anyone whose grandfather fought
at Gettysburg is a friend of mine.

Did Isabelle Taylor's grandfather
fight at Gettysburg?

Isabelle Taylor?

Who might she be?

So strange. I thought she was quite
popular with the men of Silver Bow.

Preposterous.
- I never saw the woman.

Perhaps it would help when I tell you.

We happen to know that many of
the so-called 'respectable' citizens ..

Are not quite as respectable as
they would have us believe.

And if we told all we know.

Half the men in this town would
be afraid to face their wives.

And that we intend to expose
them as the hypocrites they are.

Unless Isabelle Taylor leaves town.

Ladies, may I ask why you
are so dead set against her?

I am sure you haven't
got personal reasons.

But I have.
- You have?

Yes.

My husband happens
to be one of the men ..

Involved with her.

Tom Knivel.?
- Why, that's terrible, terrible.

Well after all, I mean that is ..

It's Tom's problem, isn't it?

We consider it a community problem.

By giving you.

I mean, by giving those
men a chance to solve it.

We are also giving them a chance
to become decent husbands again.

Of course, if you can't
do anything about it.

I imagine that the wives
will be more than ..

Please, not the wives.
- Entirely and certainly not.

Madam, I admire your spirit.

We shall not fail you.

Gentlemen. A woman
of notorious reputation.

Has endangered the sanctity
of Mrs Knivel's home.

Isn't it true, that by helping
her to save her home ..

We are helping all good women?

Oh yes. Undoubtedly.

Yes. But how are we going to help her?

Gentleman that is our problem and
rest assured ladies, we will solve it.

Isabelle Taylor will be gone from
Silver Bow before election day.

Thank you. I knew we
could depend upon you.

As respectable citizens.

Frank.

Frank.

Hello, Tim.

You look like somebody
they forgot to bury.

They didn't forget. I just wasn't
there when they came round.

Come on. Let's sit down somewhere.

Nice of you to meet me.
I didn't expect that.

Where have you been?
- Oh, everywhere. Anywhere.

Trying to catch up with myself.
- Any luck?

How about a drink?

Surely. Come on.

Sit down.

You don't look as if you
could take a drink, Frank.

What difference does that make?

You are sick, aren't you?

Sick? Yes, I suppose I am.

I've got a lot of things the matter with
me but they all boil down to one thing.

That I am just rotten.

Mentally, spiritually and
every other way. Rotten.

I really ought to be dead.

I want to see Louise first.

You are kind-of late aren't you, Frank?

What do you mean?

I mean she is better off without you.

She has a good job and Benson is ready
to marry her any time she'll say yes.

Does she love him?
- I don't know.

But I know this. Give her a little more
time and she'll be able to forget you.

I don't want her to
forget me. I love her.

What will you have, gentlemen?

Two bourbons.
- I'll see you, Tim.

Wait a minute. Frank.

You can't go like that.

Where are you going?
- To Benson's. To see Louise.

Give me this bag.

Come on.

Is Mrs Medlin in?

No, sir. She has gone away
until after the election.

Anything I can do for you?

Where has she gone?
- Hello, Mr Medlin.

Hello, Benson.

Come in.

Go ahead.

When did you get back?

Today. Where is my wife?

In Silver Bow.

Thanks.

Wait a minute.

You are not going to Silver Bow.
- You'd better get out of my way, Tim.

You'll keep away from her if have to ..
- Gentlemen.

You mustn't persuade him not to go.

He ought to go. For Louise's
sake as well as his own.

If they belong together
let them be together.

If they don't ..

They may as well know it.

We'll know it soon enough.

Get me the Union Pacific Station. Hurry.

Where are you going?
- To Silver Bow.

Benson, do me a favor.

Don't tell Louise he's back.

Hello?

Dad burned, pig-headed ..

Ned, the night bell is ringing.
- Let it ring.

Why do they always put so
much starch in these collars?

It might be someone important.
- Yeah. It might be but it ain't.

I ought to know Doc Moore's
ring after all these years.

Daddy, the night bell is ringing.

I am deaf.

Oh dear. That bell always
rings at a time like this.

Why can't they leave me alone for once?

Now listen, you old windbag.

I am ..

Are you Mr Elliott?
- Yeah.

I am Tony Bittick.
- Howdy.

Father, it's Tony Bittick.
I'll open the door.

Tony, darling.

Who is it, Ned?

I don't know.
Someone called Tony Bittick.

What she acting so excited about?

Tony, darling.

Come right up this way.

What a divine surprise.

Aren't you an angel to follow me.

I followed you half way
across the world, haven't I?

It has become rather a habit.

Tony, these are my parents.
The sweetest in the world.

This is Tony Bittick, my fianc�e.

Your fianc�e?

Aren't you still married
to Norman French?

Only until I get my divorce.

I forgot to tell you.
We meant to surprise you.

It sounds too complicated for me.

Tony, darling. Sit down. Make yourself
comfortable as I finish dressing.

Mother, will you please come and
help me. I will only be a moment.

Going somewhere, Mr Elliott?
- The election ball.

If that bell ever stops ringing.

Shall I answer it for you?
- Pay no attention.

Most likely that old windbag, Doc Moore.

Say young fellow, know how to tie a tie?
- Yes, rather.

I've been trying for forty years to
learn to tie one of them things.

Drat! That bell. Never knew it to fail.

Every time I want to go somewhere
somebody wants something.

How do you do, Mr Elliott?
Is Louise in?

Louise. Mr Benson is here.

I know father. I heard him.

She is coming, Mr Benson.

Well, It is certainly
a night of surprises.

William, how exciting.
- Hello, Louise.

The pleasantest surprise. The last
person in the world I expected to see.

Louise. Look. Tom and Grace are coming.

They have got a new car.
Tom bought it for her.

It drives beautifully, doesn't it.

I said, it drives beautifully.

Yes. I am glad you like it, dear.

It seems like a hundred years since
I danced at an election ball.

Time has turned a somersault.

You are crazy.

She is more beautiful than ever. Tim.

Take it easy, lad.

Bring her up here, will you Tim.

Alright.

No. Wait.

That is funny.

I am afraid all of a sudden.

I know.

Tim, maybe ..

Maybe you had better talk to her first?
Kind-of prepare her.

Alright.

William, what is the matter?
Is something wrong?

No, no. Nothing.
- But there is.

Louse.
- Sorry, Benson.

Tim, where did you come from?

Can I see you for a few minutes?

Go ahead. I will wait.
- Excuse me, will you.

Why up here, Tim?

I'll explain in just a moment, Louise.
Sit down, Louise. Right here.

Thank you.

I brought you here because I
wanted to talk to you about Frank.

About Frank?

You first me here, didn't you?
- Yes.

It was the first time
we ever talked together.

We talked about Turkish
women and newspaper tramps.

And the bees.

I asked him to watch the bees.

We were so young and silly.

But that is only four years ago.

Four centuries ago.

But you still love him, don't you.

I will always love him.

And what would you do if he came back?

Why, I would work for him
or I would starve with him.

Whatever happiness we would
have would be mine, not his.

Don't you see, Tim?

If he hadn't tried to
live my kind of life ..

He might have written
that novel eventually.

He might have become someone.

Well, he might have found what
he was really looking for.

If it hadn't been for me.

He'd have gone on looking for those new
things on the other side of the horizon.

Being happy.
Even when he couldn't find them.

That's not true, Louise.

Frank!

Louise.

Louse, darling. I've got so many
things I want to tell you about.

Things I have been
thinking for two years.

Time changes you.

Time, and the things you learn.

I had to leave you to find out
that I can't live without you.

But Frank ..
- Let me finish, darling.

Now I've come back.

I won't go away again.
Unless you want me to.

What we have got left of
life, work and happiness.

Is ours if you still want it.

Darling.

Ladies and gentlemen.

The latest returns to come in
give Taft a substantial lead.

It looks like our next president
will be William Howard Taft.

Tom. l will be right back.

Wait for me, Tony.

Louis, what has happened?
You look so strange.

You look as if you are in love again.

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