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[siren wailing]

They're coming.

[siren continues]

[male news reporter] And now, folks,
WGIB special events brings you

the last stop of our real-live broadcast.

This is Ted Wallace speaking to you
direct from Frederick Street.

Across from me,
stands the palatial mansion

where Joseph B. Chapin was born
and where he died.

The house was built
by Mr. Chapin's grandfather

over a hundred years ago.

Here come
the distinguished funeral guests now.

We see Mr. Arthur McHenry,
the late Mr. Chapin's law partner.

And Mr. Joseph B. Chapin, Jr.

Miss Ann Chapin, popular member
of the Gibbsville younger set,

and Mrs. Edith Chapin, the bereaved widow.

Now arriving is Governor Lloyd Williams.

With him are State Senator Mike Slattery

and Mr. Robert Hooker,
editor of the Gibbsville Standard.

All three were close personal friends
of the departed.

And even at this distance
their grief is evident.

[photographer] Governor!
Give us a smile, will you, please?

Now, boys, this is a funeral.

[photographer] Thank you.

[reporter] Mr. Paul Donaldson,

the famous multi-millionaire banker
from New York.

And Lieutenant General Coates, who drove
here from Washington for the funeral.

Edith, I call myself a dealer in words,
but today i have none to offer.

Today, Robert, but not yesterday.

Oh. You saw my editorial?

I consider it one of the finest pieces
of writing i've ever read.

And not only because it was about Joe.

The Bar Association
is having it reprinted.

It's an empty honor when i think of...

Well, I wish the occasion hadn't arose...
uh, arisen.

Thank you.

I think i ought to try and say a few words
to each of our guests here.

Oh, you shouldn't be downstairs here
at all.

It's a rare sight to see such courage
these days.

I've always lived for my husband
and my family.

Nothing else.

You're very brave, Edith Chapin.

Get Joby.

He should be down here with us.
It looks... tacky.

I'll try to get him downstairs, Mother.

- Edith.
- Arthur, dear.

You were Joe's best friend.
Stay beside me.

You know how painfully shy i am.

It's so good of you to come, Governor.
Joe would've appreciated it.

The least i could do, Edith.

And you, Mike,
he was always so fond of you.

Mike, you're in trouble.

- She wants something.
- What, for instance?

Oh, say, a small ambassadorship,

or some other post suitable to a widow
of wealth and refinement.

I don't owe her a thing.

But she thinks you owe her
a hundred grand.

[jazz music playing]

"Madam" requests
your presence downstairs.

One more slug, and i might be up to it.

There, you know you get plastered
on two drinks.

This is a day to get plastered.

Maybe you've got the right idea.

[laughs] Is she being noble,
our bereaved mother?

Yes, she's being noble.

Too terribly stiff-upper-lip noble.

- When do you go back to camp?
-11:05 tonight.

First time i ever looked forward to it.

I'm beginning to appreciate
why Father needed this stuff.

Did you love him, Joby?

He was my father,
the only one i ever had.

I don't mean like that.

I mean, did you positively love him

as a human being?

[laughs]
Well, not the way you did, old girl.

In spite of what he did to you.

He didn't do it.

He went along with her. He let her do it.

Only because he went by his rule book.

It was an awfully thin little book,

but the rules in it were important.

Such as, "The mother takes charge
when the daughter commits a social error

like getting herself pregnant.”

[Jazz music continues]

Joby, do we have to have that?

Cripes, I'm sorry. I didn't think.

Forget it.

I'm sorry, Anna-Banana.

I can take almost anything...
but not the music.

- Music does it to you like nothing else.
- Yeah.

Where's Charlie now?

Coast Guard.

Uh, what do you call them?

Chief Petty Officer?

Leading a band.

He's married and lives in New Jersey.

Not another one, Joby.

Come on. Better go downstairs.

[guests chattering downstairs]

It's feeding time at the zoo.

I hope Madam's
getting something out of it.

Joby, let her put on her act.

Let her enjoy putting on her act.

After all, who has she got?

You and me.

Her son and daughter.

Who has she got?

Oh, you left out
the most important one of all...

- Who?
- Herself. She has herself.

[laughs] And she's been having herself
for years and years.

That's why the biggest thing in
Joseph B. Chapin's life was his funeral.

Are you aware of what she did to Father?

What did she do to Father?

Poisoned him.

Oh, now, Joby, wait a minute.

I'm waiting.

How did she poison him?

With a slow poison,
undetectable to modern scientific methods.

- Oh, I get it.
- Now you get it.

She did something to him
that was like a slow poison.

- You get it.
- Why?

He was in her way.
She didn't need him anymore.

Joby, what did happen to him?

Only five years ago. Remember?

He was so strong and so jolly
and so eager for life.

Say you remember. I remember.

Don't think, Anna-Banana.

Thinking stinks.

Yes...

thinking stinks.

[people singing]
♪ For he's a jolly good fellow ♪

♪ Which nobody can deny ♪

♪ Which nobody can deny
Which nobody can deny ♪

♪ For he's a jolly good fellow
For he's a jolly good fellow ♪

♪ For he's a jolly good fellow ♪

♪ Which nobody can deny ♪

[man] Ladies and gentlemen,
ladies and gentlemen,

our guest of honor has threatened
to shoot me if i make a speech.

[all laughing]

But i think we can all safely wish him
happy, happy, and many, many.

To Joe Chapin. God bless him.

[all] God bless him!

Frankly,
I don't know what we're celebrating.

A man's 50th birthday
should be kept a secret.

- Like-- Like all of a woman's birthdays.
-[all laughing]

[man] Oh, you're just a young sprog.

Well, I guess i can't complain.

I have good friends as tonight has proved.

A pair of fine children.

I'm sorry Joby can't be with us tonight,
but he couldn't get away from school.

And i have Edith.

Well, I don't know about you old crocks,

but i'm going to dance
with a beautiful young lady.

I guess i have the right,

because i have been paying her bills
for quite a few years.

[laughing, clapping]

Come on, Ann.

["Somewhere Over the Rainbow" plays]

Let's show them something.

May i have the pleasure, Mrs. Chapin?

I don't feel like dancing. Thank you.

Oh, come on.

People are looking at us.

If you didn't want to be seen with me,
you shouldn't have invited me.

My husband invited you.

Because i'm the district attorney
and couldn't be left out?

Exactly.

And here i was thinking
i'd made the social grade at last.

Hi, Joe!

Ann, would you honor
your old Uncle Arthur?

You're making me very happy, Edith.

You promised never to annoy me.

And i think you're drunk.

Drunk but discreet.

After all,
I've kept our little secret for 15 years.

A gentleman would have forgotten it.

But i'm not a gentleman.

Oh, I heard that one when i was
a freshman at New Haven.

Aspirin.

These days champagne doesn't exhilarate,
it just gives me a headache.

[laughs]
Scotch and Saratoga vichy. No ice.

Joe, you ought to
take a good look at yourself.

In what way?

You're 50 years old today.

We haven't too much time left, you and i.

- Time for what?
- Tell me...

- Have you got a girlfriend?
- No.

You ought to come to New York with me
sometime.

I'll fix you up
with a little group i know.

- You will?
- Mm!

They're not kids. But who wants kids?

New York's overrun with the fanciest,
good-looking dames in the world.

And there isn't a thing they don't know.

When do you get time
to make all your millions?

Listen, I'm downtown at 10:00,
just after the bell rings.

Some guys go to a gym.

I take a dame to a nightclub. Same effect.

Tell me something.

Have you ever been out with another woman
since you married Edith?

Or are you too much
of a gentleman to answer that?

I'll answer it. And the answer is "no."

You poor, miserable jerk.

You've never got anything out of life,

and boy,
you wouldn't know how to start now.

Paul, if you really got anything
out of your kind of life,

you wouldn't brag about it so much.

After you, Don Juan.

Joby!

Hello, Joby.

- Father, Mother, Anna-Banana.
- Hello, Joby.

What are you doing here?

- I've been fired.
- Fired?

Ann, turn off that radio.

Fired.

You know, expelled.
Given the old heave-ho.

-[music stops]
- What for?

Well, the specific crime was "smoking."
But i think there's a lot more.

Old Pottie's writing you a letter.

- Ann, go to bed.
- Mother...

[whispering] I said, go to bed.

Yes, Mother. See you later.

Stop that!

I'll call Dr. Potts in the morning.
Maybe...

Take my tip and save your 15 cents.

Old Pottie's had it.

You still have to prepare for college.

We'll have to send you
to some tutoring school.

Father! Father, you know
Bill Wyzansky in my class?

Well, his father's the pianist.
You know, Lazlo WyzansKky.

He gave a concert at school last month,
and afterwards, I played for him.

He said i could easily
get a scholarship at Juilliard.

What's Juilliard?

- The music school in New York.
- Music school?

It's famous, Mother. You get a chance
to study with the top men.

Classical and jazz. I could--

What about Yale? What about law school?

You know that Arthur McHenry and i
have always had our hearts set

on you coming into the firm with us.

Well, it-- it was an idea, that's all.

- Well, perhaps--
- A very foolish idea.

But, Mother--

Uh, we'll sleep on it
and discuss it in the morning.

- Yes, sir, but i mean--
- Good night, Joby.

Good night, sir.

- Good night, Joby.
- Good night, Mother.

[Ann] Come in.

Oh. Were you already asleep?

No, I just turned off the light
this minute.

Came to say good night.

Good night... you dear man,
my lovely father.

Your lovely, antique father.

Oh, stop boasting.

Father,
what are you going to do about Joby?

I haven't decided yet.

You know, he really has talent.

He certainly displays a talent
for getting into trouble.

That's where you're so different.
You've never given me a moment of worry.

Good night, dear Ann.

Good night.

Good night, my lovely daughter.

Good night.

What time do you have to be
at the office tomorrow?

I have to be in court at 10:00.

Well, you'd better tell Marion, then.

[blows]

[woman] Yes, sir?

Marion, I'll have breakfast at 8:30.

Thank you. Good night.

[Marion] Good night, sir.

You know, I've been thinking
about this Juilliard school.

Joe!

If we let Joby go to a place like that,
what would your friends say?

The-- The people that really count,
like Paul Donaldson, for instance.

I really don't give a hang
what Paul Donaldson would say.

I like Paul, but he's not a man i admire.

I've never understood Joby,
and i don't suppose i ever will.

But I-I want to help him.

Help him ruin his life?

Well, it's his life, Edith.

And have we no responsibilities
as his parents?

Yes. We're responsible, all right, and
that's what makes it so tough to decide.

One thing is certain,
he's got to go through college.

He can't afford to miss out on that.

Afterwards, we'll see.

It's time enough then to go to Juilliard,
if he-- if he still wants to.

- A jazz pianist. What an ambition.
- Speaking of ambitions.

What were you and Mike Slattery
discussing at the party?

- He asked me to have lunch tomorrow.
- He did?

- Do you think he's guessed anything?
- Maybe.

Now i've got to decide
whether to break the date or keep it.

Oh, keep it, of course!
You wanted him to come to you.

- I don't know, Edith,
but when you get right down to it,

I'm no politician.

Neither was Wendell Willkie a year ago.

A year from now,
he may be President of the United States.

- In four years, you could be the one.
- Hey, Edith, Edith, wait-wait a minute.

This is just the way we planned it.

Now,
the professionals are getting interested.

That's what worries me.

Why should it? You need
the Mike Slatterys and they need you.

You want me to look at this?

I think i see... $20,000.

You want me to put this in my pocket?

What's the matter? Afraid
there's a Dictograph in this office?

I take it this isn't just
your usual campaign contribution.

Mike, you haven't picked the nominees
for the top state offices yet.

Governor and United States Senator.

No.

I don't want either of them.

You don't want to be governor or senator,
is that it?

That's it.

Frankly, a million dollars
wouldn't get you either of them.

I'm not completely an innocent, Mike.

My grandfather was lieutenant governor
of this state.

Oh, you want the nomination
for lieutenant governor, is that it?

- Yes!
- Who knows you want it?

You and Edith, that's all.

Well, speaking personally,
I'd like to see you get it.

And not only as a friend.

That's good enough for me, Mike.

Now that we've got this, for openers.

Openers?

Well, you know
what the boys are going to say.

"Who's Joe Chapin?"

Whoever heard of him outside
of Lantenengo County?

Let's say this would impress the boys,
but... it wouldn't impress them enough.

How much would...
would impress them enough?

That's for you to say, Joe.

If i'm forced to,
I'll go five times this amount.

A hundred thousand dollars.
Can i tell the boys you're good for that?

If they're good for the nomination,
if they'll shake hands on it.

Oh, they won't shake hands
on anything, Joe.

Not in a tough year like this.

- Well...
- I'll, uh...

Tell you what i'll do with you, Joe.

I'll keep this.

I won't ask you for the rest of it
unless, in my honest opinion,

you have the inside track
for the nomination.

But you'll have to trust me, Joe.

This?

You've kissed this goodbye,
no matter what happens.

You understand?

Mike, you're a wonder.

At least you didn't call me
a smart Irishman.

Only because i forgot to.

I like it when people like you
forget that, Joe.

Goodbye, Mrs. Slattery.

I never even knew
you worked for your husband.

He's a slippery lad.
I never let him out of my sight.

Peg makes all the major decisions
in this office.

- You'll hear from me soon.
- All right, Mike.

[locks door]

Did you get that?

Every word. You want me to play it back?

Well, uh...

Why would a fellow like Joe Chapin
want to be lieutenant governor?

It doesn't make sense.

Unless he wants to fly even higher.

How much higher?
He ruled out senator and gov--

Are you thinking the same thing i am?

What, for instance?

I can't say it.

The words have a hard time
getting out of my mouth.

- The same thing Mr. Willkie wants?
- Say it, girl!

Mr. Chapin wants to be president,
that's all.

Can you imagine now...

How do you convince yourself
you can be, or you ought to be?

You marry Edith Stokes Chapin.

[gunshot]

You jerked it.
You're supposed to squeeze the trigger.

Now aim carefully,
and just squeeze it off.

[gunshot]

- You jerked it again.
- Mighty poor, Ann.

- Come on, let's dance.
- Wait a minute. This is important.

Come on, you're never gonna hit--

-[gunshot]
-[horn blows]

- She did it!
- Hey.

There, you see.

- Annie Oakley's sister.
- Yeah.

I feel pretty good about being out
with the lieutenant governor's daughter.

Don't be silly.

Father isn't even nominated yet,
let alone elected.

[girlfriend] Well, everybody's for him.

- Who's everybody?
- Well, my father and mother.

Everybody they know.

That's not everybody.

Come on, Buster.
I get enough politics at home.

[music playing]

The trumpet player is good.
I want to find out his name.

What do you care what his name is?

-[music ends]
-[applause]

- Come on, Ann.
- Come on.

- Hello

Could you tell me, please,
the name of that trumpet player there?

Hey, Charlie, what's your name?

I'll bite. What's my name?

No kidding! Society girl wants to know.

What do you want to know my name for?
You got a subpoena?

No. It's for my brother.

He's got some records made by this band,
and he thinks your playing is superb.

Really, he does.

Superb, huh? Well, good for him.

Well, what's your name? So i can tell him.

Buongiorno.

- How do you spell that?
- I'd better write it down for you.

Thanks a lot.

You, uh, you want
my telephone number too?

No, thanks.

How about a drink?
There's an intermission in a few minutes.

You're inviting us?

I'm inviting you, both of you.
I've got a little jug.

- I'm sorry we can't make it.
- Okay.

We'll meet you at the intermission.

[music starts]

What's the matter with you, anyway?

Trying to pick up a bum
out of the orchestra like that?

Bum?

Bet he makes more money
than you'll make when you're 25.

Well, at least
I won't be making it that way.

- Let's go out in the car.
- No.

I'm not going out in the car.

Is that final?

Yes.

It's as final as
the Declaration of Independence.

Then excuse me!

Find somebody else to take you home,
your lousy trumpet player for all I care.

[music ends]

What's your name? Where you from?

I gave you mine,
but i was too dumb to get yours.

I'm Ann Chapin, and i'm from Gibbsville.

Gibbsville, huh?
What do you know about that?

I played there last winter.

So that's where you live, huh?

All my life. I was born there.

I was born in Jersey City, New Jersey.

Are you married?

Am i married? Not in this business.

Are you?

No.

Huh!

Well, I don't know who belongs to this...

but be my guest.

- Hang on to this, will you?
- Mm-hmm.

This stuff keeps me going
through the intermission.

I don't get tired playing,
but when i stop, I do.

Now, you tell me when.

That's fine.

None of that stuff for me, thank you.

Where did you learn to play?

Oh, one of the sisters.
You know, the nuns.

- I went to paro--
- A nun who played the trumpet?

Why, sure.

A good musician can blow anything.
She was good too.

She taught one of the kids clarinet,
and me the horn.

She used to beat our ears back too
if we didn't practice one hour a day.

Sister Angelica.

[chuckles]
She didn't have to beat my ears back.

Because after at first,
you know, I liked it.

Say, do you like a good trumpet?

Well, I don't really know much about it.
It's my brother.

Oh, I love a good horn.

Why, if wasn't for the old ax,
I guess i could have been...

What?

The ax, the horn, the trumpet. You know?

Oh. [giggles]

Well, like i was saying,
I could have been a dead gangster by now.

Yeah. Couple of friends of mine,
we grew up together.

They ended up on a Jersey meadow.

Could have been me.

Say, um... [sighs]

What would your family say if they knew
you were out with a guy like me?

Plenty.

You oughtn't be here. I'm glad you are.

You know some guys with bands, they'd
have half your clothes off by this time.

I was taking a chance, wasn't i?

[sighs]

Well, what did you do it for? Kicks?

No. No!

Don't think that, please.

I was just... interested.

In yours truly?

Well, you know, the boys i go out with.

Well, when you fold a paper over and over
and cut out a paper doll...

you get a lot of dolls just alike.

Know what i mean?

Well, I quit playing with paper dolls,
but i know what you mean.

Well, you're different.

What you're doing is real.

Guess i respect you for that.

Respect me for...?

[mumbles]

And just to show you
how much i respect you i...

I ain't even going to kiss you.

And you're pretty too.

Yeah, you're real pretty.

Does it... does it hurt to play?

No. Why should it?

I don't know, I don't know.

But i heard it somewhere.

Doesn't it make your lips... sore?

Now you want me to kiss you, don't you?

If you want to.

[moans]

[breathing heavily]

[door opens]

Having a good time, sonny boy?

Sure.

Oh... this your car? i'm sorry, mister.

Say, don't you know no better

than to take a broad
to somebody else's car?

Look, I said i was sorry.

How do we know
you ain't going to steal the car?

From the back seat,
I was going to steal it, huh?

- Your car was just handy, that's all.
- Yeah, I'll say it was handy.

Cute chick!

Come on! Let's get out of here.

Charlie!

-[groans]
- Charlie.

[man] Come on, Johnny! Let's go!

- Edith.
- Thank you.

Joby.

Joe! Do you think you should?

Edith. We have to celebrate.

He'll learn to drink at New Haven anyway.

To my son on being accepted by Yale.

Joby, I'm proud of you.

I wish i could share your enthusiasm.

Well, boola-boolal!

- Mr. Slattery is here to see you, sir.
- Ask him in.

- Come in, Mr. Slattery.
- Thank you.

Well, Mike, this is a pleasant surprise.
Will you join us?

Hi, Joe. There isn't time.
I've picked up the Evening Sun.

Grayson's column,
the second paragraph there.

"Dog days in Lantenengo County.

For some reason Mike Slattery
is trying to convince the powers that be

that one Joseph B. Chapin of Gibbsville

ought to get the nomination
for lieutenant governor.

Friend Mike must be getting in
society up Lantenengo Way.

This Mr. Chapin is so high-and-mighty,
such a snob that..."

Perfectly revolting!

- I never even met this fellow Grayson.
- You been running out in front.

Now the opposition
has had a chance to develop.

- A cheap political columnist?
- That isn't what worries me.

He's the mouthpiece for the powers that be
that he mentions here.

What are we going to do about it?

Luckily, Gorman of the Daily News
is in town. He hates this Grayson.

Maybe we can get him on our side.

Well, I'll be available all day tomorrow.

I mean now, Joe.
We're taking him to dinner tonight.

My car is outside.

Well, just as you say, Mike.
You're the doctor. Thank you.

Sorry to break up your evening, Edith.

Perfectly all right.
We're very grateful to you.

Don't be. This piece not only makes a
horse's hindquarters out of your husband,

it also makes one out of me.

Let's go, Joe.

Hello, Ann.

Hello, Mr. Slattery.

Father,
could i see you for a minute, please?

Well, I'm just on my way out, dear.
Will it keep till tomorrow?

Sure. I guess it will keep all right.

What's wrong with you?

Nothing's wrong.

Why should anything be wrong?

What is the matter?

I'm just a little bushed. It's very hot.

You've been mooning around the house
all week like a ghost.

I want to put through
a person-to-person call to Atlantic City.

Charles Buongiorno at the Regal Hotel.

My name is... Ann Chapin.

Oh, my dear.

Congratulations, my boy.

Now, you both sit down.
Make yourselves comfortable, yes.

I have strudel
and some nice cider for you.

- Oh, we were just going--
- Of course we will, Mrs. Hoffman.

- That's very kind of you.
- Good. Come, Conrad.

Coming, dear.

Well, Mrs. Buongiorno,
where do we go from here?

Back to Gibbsville and...

Ah, your folks, huh?

Well, first of all we're going to
have some strudel and cider, huh?

Hey, uh...

What kind of funny lingo is that anyway?

Shh! They're Pennsylvania Dutch.

- You get a lot of it around here.
-[chuckles]

Wonder what my old lady would have said,

me getting married by a Dutchman
instead of by a priest.

Well, I hope it's legal.

It's legal. You are stuck.

I'm stuck. And you know something?

I love it.

[thunder rumbling]

Love... love.

Really, Ann, let's try not to be mawkish.

Haven't you ever loved anyone?
Don't you know what it is?

I know what it isn't!

My dear child, you're not
the first nice girl to lose her head

over a completely unsuitable man.

Mother, Charlie's my husband,
and I'm going to have his baby.

Yes, the baby, of course,
does present a problem.

- Not to me, it doesn't.
- To your father and me!

People still count on their fingers,
you know.

Why won't you let me see Father?
Are you afraid to let me see Father?

It is your father's own wish.
He's talking to the young man.

And i'm talking to you.

Such a lovely honeymoon.

[thunderclap]

Maybe they'll like each other!

Wouldn't it be funny
if they liked each other?

Oh, Ann, please! Try and be realistic.

Mother!

My marriage is real, and the baby is real.
[sniffles]

Father isn't a monster!

- Are you implying that I am?
- No!

No.

But you know how to hurt, and he doesn't.

You have hurt your father
more cruelly today

than he's ever been hurt in his life.

There's never been a scandal
in the Chapin family before.

And coming at a time like this
when he's fighting for his political life.

For you to let him down, his favorite.

His spoiled darling, his lovely daughter.

Did he say this? That i'd let him down?

- What's the difference? It's true!
- I know he didn't.

Isn't it?

[Edith sighs]

[sniffles]

What can i do?

You can agree to the annulment
of this impossible marriage!

My baby?

Those things can be explained.

You'll go to Europe,
stay there for a couple of years.

We'll say that you were married
and divorced over there.

Buongiorno,
could be a fine old Italian family.

- We might even hint at a title.
- won't agree to that. Never!

I want to see my father!
I want to hear him say these things!

- I want him to say them to me!
- Ann, I think i've been very...

[groans] Father...

What's the matter?

[sobs] I want Father.

[thunderclap]

[Peg] Mike!

He's here.

Good. When i buzz...

You slip out through the back, Joe.

I'm staying, Mike.

Now, Joe,
what do you hope to gain by that?

He's right, Joe. Let us handle this.
We know these lice.

What we've dug up on him,
he'll never know what hit him.

I want to see him for myself.

All right, it's your party, Joe,
but let us do the talking.

[buzzes]

You can go in now.

[sighs]

Come in, son.

Sit down.

Here.

- Well, what's this for?
- You can read, can't you?

Personally, I think Mr. Chapin
is being extremely generous.

Hey, what kind of a gag is this anyway?
I didn't ask for any money.

Look, I want my wife
and i want to go home.

Nobody's keeping you here.
You can go home, alone.

Get this straight, buster.
I'm not taking any dough.

Where is this guy, Mr. Chapin, anyway?
I was told to meet him here.

I have complete authority to act
for Mr. Chapin.

He wants you to take this money
and clear out.

What kind of a guy is that, anyway?
Don't even want to meet his son-in-law?

Not now, or ever.

Even if he got rid of me, Annie's
gonna have a kid, ain't she? My kid!

Exactly.
And that adds up to a serious crime.

What crime?

The girl is under 18.
Did you ever hear of statutory rape?

I didn't even know she was jailbait,
and i married her, didn't i?

When you had to.
I don't think that will impress the jury.

Is that what you want to arrest me for?
Well, you just go right ahead.

Juries ain't as dumb as all that.

Mr. Williams here is a district attorney.

I think he knows a little more
about juries than you do.

I don't care who he is.
I'm calling your bluff, mister.

With your record?

What do you mean, my record?

Tell him, Lloyd.

-"Two arrests for petty theft."
- That was ten years ago.

"Picked up on suspicion of armed robbery."

I was only 15 years old.
I got mixed up with a bunch of guys.

- I didn't know what it...
- Sure.

Nice little bunch of professional gunmen.

I tell you i haven't seen
those guys in ten years.

- I never even touched a gun myself.
- You can always tell that to the judge.

You see what you're up against, son?

You could get as much as five years
for this.

If you play it our way,
you'll be clean and you'll have...

It's up to you, boy.

You guys have really got it
stacked against me, haven't you?

This is a lot of money.

You can always tear it up.

What's that?

I said,
you could always tear up that check.

- Why don't you?
- Oh, you'd like that, wouldn't you?

What do you want me to do? Go to jail
and be a hero or something? For what?

Well... Well, I never took any dough
for what would you call it?

Escort work?

Well, if you know any other rich babes
who would like a little, uh...

You know what?
Tell 'em i'm available at the same rate.

Get out!

Hey... Are you Mr--?

Get out of here before i Kill you.

[thunderclap]

[thunder rumbling]

- Where's Ann?
- The doctor's with her.

Doctor? Is she-- is she ill? What's wrong?

I don't know.

I was just talking to her
as we agreed that i should.

Billy, is she all right?

Yes, she'll be all right.

She had a miscarriage, that's all.

Providential, isn't it, Edith?

I called a nurse,
an extremely discreet one.

Harry can pick her up at this address.

- Billy, I want to see Ann.
- Later. She's under sedation.

I hope she's asleep.

Telephone, sir. It's Mr. Slattery.

Tell him i'll call him back.

No, no. I'll talk to him, Marian.

Marian, will you ask Harry, please,
to pick up a nurse at that address.

[Marian] Yes, madam.

Yes, Mike?

I thought you'd like to know
that other matter is all taken care of.

Material evidence. There was
a little Dutch JP over in Pennsylvania.

I called some of my connections
over there.

I'm grateful to you, Mike.

Doing favors is my business, Joe.

Even though this one involved
the destruction of an official record.

I've never done anything like that before.

Well, I appreciate that, Mike.

Good night, Joe.

- Good--
-[hangs up]

[door opens]

Ann.

Is Charlie here?

He's gone, Ann.

Gone? Gone?

- He wouldn't go anywhere--
- Ann...

Please, Ann, dear. Please listen.

He was no good. He ran out.

Ran out?

I gave him a chance.
If he had torn up the check, I...

What check?

He took money, Ann.

I offered him money and he took it.

I had to.

I couldn't let you waste yourself,
waste your whole life.

I had to prove to you
that he was... worthless.

All right.

That's my good girl.

All right.

It was going to be such a wonderful baby.

Strong and noisy.

Dark.

Talented.

Such a strange baby
to be born at 10 North Frederick Street.

I can't live here anymore.

I'm going away.

We'll talk about it later
when you're stronger.

No, it's all decided.

Going somewhere.

New York... somewhere.

Yes, Ann.

Good night.

Good night, dear Ann.

Good night, my lovely daughter.

Personally, I think we missed a bet.

We could have had one good musician
in the family, anyway.

[door closes]

Gentlemen, this is my friend, Joe Chapin.

[man] Mr. Chapin.

I think you know
almost everybody here, Joe.

- I think so.
- You all know Lloyd Williams, of course.

Hello, Lloyd.

If you'll sit down, gentlemen,
I think we're ready to begin.

[Mike] Joe.

Now, Mr. Chapin...
in this room we're all realists.

We don't kid ourselves,
we don't kid each other.

I don't exaggerate when i tell you
that in this election,

we could lose this state,
New Jersey, Pennsylvania,

the whole Eastern Seaboard.

I think i can trust you
not to repeat that.

Nothing said in this room
is for repetition.

We understand.

Now, Mr. Chapin...

the party is deeply grateful
for your generous,

your extremely generous contribution.

But please ask yourself,

can we afford to gamble this year
on a man who is not a proven vote-getter?

Or... forgive me for saying this...

on a man who has had
an unhappy occurrence in his family

that might become a public scandal
at any time?

Well, that's our question.
And we're leaving the answer up to you.

Of course, you don't have
to give it to us right now. We can wait.

Gentlemen, I withdraw.

I told them, Joe.

I told them class would tell.

Pow! Right in the chairman's lap.
[laughing]

It was a good punch.

Reminded me of the old days
in the coal mines.

After he quit.

What was the good of that?

Now, Edith,
we're talking about Joe Chapin.

You don't think he'd hang around
where he wasn't wanted?

-[sniffling]
-"Gentlemen, I withdraw."

That's Joe Chapin in three words.

Exactly! [sniffling]

Where do you think he is now?

Where i'd be in his place.

Off somewhere treating my wounds
with alcohol.

- Edith...
- Oh, leave me alone.

I'll leave you alone.

Go easy on him, Edith, when he comes back.

He's got nothing left now except you.

Get out!

[sighs]

[knocking]

Come in.

Oh, pardon me. Where's the party?

What party?

Well, they said there was a party in 315.

Oh.

This is... 215.

You've got the wrong floor.

[giggles] My mistake.

Say, what you doing,
getting drunk all by yourself?

That's the general idea.

It isn't good for a gentleman
to drink by himself.

Well, why don't you join me.

Don't mind if i do.

I guess a gentleman
gets lonely on the road.

What do you travel in?

What do i travel in?

You know. What do you sell?

You're a salesman, aren't you?

Oh. Yes, yes. I'm a salesman.

At least i was until a few hours ago.
I just... quit.

Well, what were you selling?

Myself.

[giggling] Oh, you're kidding.

Why, is there any law
against selling yourself?

Now, look, mister, you got me wrong.

Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to imply
anything like that. I'm very sorry.

I just meant i was trying to get a job.

And it fell through?

It fell through, and how.

Say. You broke or something?

No. Not in that sense of the word, no.

Well, then you've got nothing
to worry about,

a big, strong, handsome man like you.

I'm Stella. What's your name, honey?

Chap-- What's my name?

My name is "Chump."

-"Chump?"
- Chump.

Joseph B. Chump.

Now you're kidding again.

You know what a chump is, don't you?

He is someone who thinks
he can get anything he wants

by reaching out and grabbing it.

Just like that.

Now, that's all right for a kid.

But when a man of 50 does it,
he is a chump.

And a useless chump.

You're hurting my arm.

I'm sorry, ...

I frequently hurt people
without meaning to.

It's my specialty.

Look, mister, I--

You think you can buy anything you want.

All you have to do is put down the money
and it's yours,

like dropping a nickel
on a pile of newspapers

and walking off with the paper you want.

You think everything is for sale!

Everything in the world!

Your daughter's husband,
the highest office in the land.

Everything!

All you need is a... nickel.

I'm making a funny joke.
Why don't you laugh?

[nervous laugh]

Yeah, well.
It's been nice knowing you, mister.

- Real nice.
- Don't go.

I'm enjoying our "conservation."

Our conversation.

Well, you see, I'd promised these
gentlemen that i'd show up at this pa...

I'm sorry, my dear,
I've been most inconsiderate.

Here. Wait a minute.

Here. For your time and the pleasure
of your company.

But this is a hundred bucks!

Go spend it on your heart's desire.
Buy yourself some happiness.

Gee, thanks. Thanks a lot, Mr. Chump.

[clock chimes]

[chimes]

Where have you been?

Hotel in town. I got drunk.

It never occurred to you
to let me know where you were?

It occurred to me.

- Were you alone?
- Yup.

Oh.

Did i have a woman with me?
As a matter of fact, I did, yes.

I thought so.

No, no, Edith.

She just happened to walk in by mistake.
I gave her a drink and sent her away.

I can just picture that.

The way i was feeling,
I-I just wanted to be alone.

I... I remember one time
you were angry with me.

We were in New York.

Oh, long ago...

Fifteen years.

That long?

Yes, I guess it was.

You stayed overnight in New York.
Remember that?

Without me.

I remember it... very well.

Well, that time
you wanted to be by yourself.

- And this time i wanted to be by myself.
- You're lying.

- I never asked you what you did.
- Maybe you should have asked me.

What are you trying to say, Edith?

Have i aroused your curiosity?

Well, that's something anyway.

You've always been so smugly complacent
about me.

I don't call it being smugly complacent,
I call it trusting you.

I always have, and i still do.

And it would be unthinkable for me
to have anything to do with another man?

[stammers] Yes. I guess it would.

Why?

- Yes, I'd say that.
- Why?

Why?

Because you're not that kind of a person.

What kind of a person am i?

How long is it since you've
given any thought to me as a person?

You-- You have good reason to know
that i'm not a cold woman,

and wouldn't it take some of the wind
out of your sails to hear

that somebody else knows that too.

Are you trying to say
that you've had affairs with other men?

Yes! I have!

One affair. That time in New York.

Edith, why did you decide
to tell me this now?

Just at-- at this moment?

Because... because you let
those politicians walk all over you.

And because, just at this moment,

I despise you enough
to tell you what i really think of you!

I've wasted my life!
I've wasted my life on a failure!

You're right, Edith.

But you don't know why i'm a failure.

You'll never understand that.

What are you talking about?

About a damned fool
who never, until this minute,

learned what was important in life
and what wasn't.

I wouldn't have made much of a president,

but i could have at least been
a good father.

That's where i failed,
with Joby and with Ann.

Above all, with Ann.

If only i...

Well, it's too late now.
There's nothing left of that.

And long ago,
I guess i even failed with you,

or you wouldn't have done what you did.

Oh, and i suppose you're going to hold it
against me for the rest of my life.

No.

No, Edith. There will be no reprisals.

Whether we like it or not,
we are both getting old.

And i'm going to bed. Good night, Edith.

Thank you, Karl.

Arthur, a word with you.

Yes, Billy.

How long has Joe been taking
two double-martinis before lunch?

Well, Joe's had a pretty tough year,
what with his son, then his daughter,

and now this political thing.

One knockout punch after another.

And another one,

a sort of a sneak rabbit punch
getting to be 50.

[chuckles] You're not implying
that at 50, Joe's life is over?

Well, it's foolish to say
that a man's life is over,

while he has anything in him
to respond to new life.

Where's that daughter of his?

Ann? She's working
in a bookstore in New York.

Does he miss her?

He misses her like the very devil.

You know, someone from the firm
has to go to New York next week.

Maybe...

[reporter] First scattered returns
from a few precincts in New Hampshire

give Willkie, Republican, 168 votes,
and Roosevelt, Democrat, 107 votes.

We repeat that these are scattered...

[buzzer]

Oh, I... i beg your pardon.
I wanted to see Ann Chapin.

Ann's gone out.
She won't be back till late.

Well, I suppose
i should have called first.

I'm sorry i disturbed you.

Would you like to leave a message?

I thought i knew all Ann's friends.

I'm her father.

Oh. Would you like to come in, Mr. Chapin?

Thank you.

I'm Kate Drummond.

I know. Ann wrote us about you.

May i offer you a drink?

You probably have an engagement.

No. I was just going to fix myself
some dinner and curl up with a bad book.

I'm having Scotch.

Scotch is fine.

I suppose you know your father and i
were classmates at Yale.

Yes.

- How is "Father" Drummond?
- Father?

Did you know that was his nickname?

Oh, yes, but i never knew why.

We thought he looked like a priest.

I must say, he didn't behave like one.

- Soda?
- Please.

He refers to you as "Slats"?

"Slats." But that was a few years ago.

- Won't you sit down?
- Thank you.

I'm awfully pleased
that you and Ann have become friends.

We were never formally introduced,
you know.

We met over a cup of coffee
at the art club.

A couple of career girls on the loose.

I'm a photographic model.

I think i've seen you. Magazine covers?

I've made a few.

Miss Drummond, now that i am here,

I would like to pump you
a little about Ann. If i may?

You can try.

Nothing too awkward, I hope.

Does she confide in you?

I know about her marriage,
if that's what you mean.

Thanks.

You've saved me
a lot of devious questioning.

No doubt you have some preconceived ideas
about me.

- And my wife.
- Yes.

Wait till you have children.

You'll justify a lot of selfish acts

on the ground that you're acting
in their best interest.

I hope not, but probably.

And then you'll have to live with it.

I have to live with the realization
that i destroyed the happiness

of the one human being i ever loved
without reservation, without limit.

Don't you take all the blame, Mr. Chapin.

At least half of it belongs
to Mrs. Chapin.

Whoever is responsible,
it goes without saying.

I want Ann to be happy. Is she?

Ann is too loving
to be happy without somebody to love.

Does that answer your question,
Mr. Chapin?

The one you didn't ask?

No, she isn't in love with anybody,
not a bit.

I keep hoping it will happen.

So you can get her off your conscience?

I'd want her to be happy,
even if she weren't on my conscience.

Well, I think i've overstayed my welcome.

Thank you, Miss Drummond.

I'll tell Ann you were here.

Mr. Chapin?

I'm sorry i said that
about your conscience.

Ann's my friend. I guess...

That's all right. It's good to know
she has such a friend.

I bought theater tickets. It was
to be sort of a celebration with Ann.

Election night, it would have been fun.

It's a shame to waste them.

Or if you're really free this evening...

If that's an invitation, Mr. Chapin,
I'd like it very much.

Good evening, Roger.

Friends of yours?

I thought so,
but suddenly they don't know me.

They're just being tactful.

Surprised to see me
out with a pretty girl.

In fact a dish, and enjoying it.

- Are you?
- Can't you tell?

Well, from what I've observed...

You're observing a man
having the time of his life.

-[music ends]
-[clapping]

[reporter on radio] It now appears certain
President Roosevelt has been elected...

[cheering]

And now we take you to Hyde Park
for a statement by...

Joe! Joe, I didn't know you were in town.

Oh. Miss Pierson,
may i present Mr. Chapin.

- How do you do?
- Very pleased to meet you.

- Miss, uh...?
- Drummond.

Miss Pierson, Mr. Donaldson.

Well, how do you do?

-[Roosevelt over radio] My friends!
- Four more years of that!

Joe...

Surprised, Paul?

You can't be a professional
with an amateur, even a good amateur.

Maybe i shouldn't have said that,
in view of your own recent experience?

Oh, I've stopped thinking of myself
as the people's choice.

Those fellows really let you have it,
didn't they?

Well, it worked out for the best.

Well, we're off.
I want to get a good night's sleep.

The market's going to jump tomorrow,
but nobody knows which way.

Oh, uh...
I'm glad to see you took my advice, Joe.

Paul, I'll always take your advice
on the stock market.

Miss Drummond is my daughter's roommate.

Oh, I, beg your pardon.

- Good night.
- Good night.

Good night.

He doesn't believe you.

I don't care. Do you?

You're a model in New York and unmarried.

People are going to talk about you
no matter what you do.

These gray hairs are your protection.

- I don't feel very protected.
- Why not?

They're just camouflage.

You'd never guess this kid
had a growing family, would you?

[chuckles]

You know, Mr. Chapin, really,

I just meant that until you said that
to your friend,

I'd almost forgotten
you were Ann's father.

What does that mean?

Well, you haven't asked me
if i was having a good time.

Well, are you?

Best in years.

Oh, go on. A girl like you,
you must have a million beaus.

No. Just one.

One?

I guess i must have Airedale blood.

I can only hear one whistle at a time.

Are you in love with this lucky "one"?

I suppose so, yes.

Are you planning to marry him?

Why do you ask me that?

Oh, I'm sorry.
I-I suppose i shouldn't have pried.

What's "pride" got to do with it?

P-R-I-E-D, pried into your affairs.

Oh...

Well, I don't mind.

I'm not sure that i want to be
married to him for the rest of my life.

And when i get married,
that's the way it's going to be.

Now i dislike this young man
with a whistle.

Why?

For giving you cause to doubt him.

That's no way to treat an Airedale.

[tapping]

The waiter is slapping his check.

When the waiter slaps the check,
he wants you to pay up and go.

He also reduces his tip.

Is it time to take you home, Kate?

How about one more dance?

- How about a dozen more dances?
- All right.

Waiter!

Yes, gentleman.

You know that stuff that keeps you awake?
What do you call it?

I'll get you some right away.

It's not for me. It's for you.

Yes, gentleman.

Wait for me.

You want me to tell Ann you're in town?

No, no. I'll call her tomorrow.

Well...

- Good night.
- Good night.

You want to kiss me,
don't you, Mr. Chapin?

At my age, a kiss has other implications.

At least the way i want to kiss you.

Yes.

Well, I can't imply any promises.

Or promise any implications,
or whatever i'm trying to say.

After all...

I'm Ann's father
and we met tonight for the first time.

Well, yes.

There'll be another time, Kate.

I'll be back.

I know you will.

Oh, I know that.

I'm way past where
I ever thought i'd be with anyone again.

Good night, dear Kate.

Good night.

The Yale Club.

Fifty Vanderbilt!
Fifty Vanderbilt Avenue.

[Ann] Hello, night owl.

Night owl yourself.

Oh. I didn't know you had company.

My brother Joby, Kate Drummond.

- Hi.
- Well, hello.

Joby just woke me up,
demanding bed and board.

So i'll move in with you
and he can have my room.

Having seen Kate, I could suggest
a more original arrangement.

-[Ann clears throat]
- Sophomore?

Freshman, Yale.

As of today, that is.
I seem to be flunking out.

That'll be a nice Christmas present
for Father.

Yale was his idea, not mine.

I know, Joby.

Well, I'm going to turn in.

Where's your bag?

No bag. All i need in the morning
is a razor and a toothbrush.

You must have an old razor
you shave your legs with.

You're so sophisticated and so vulgar.

And so wrong.

Oh, Kate, if you weren't
such an ugly old hag, I could go for you.

- Then swear off razors.
- Wow.

All my men grow beards.

Good night, sweet prince.

Something tells me i'm not getting across.

You are.

- Well, who's first in the bathroom?
- You. Extra toothbrush in the cabinet.

Well, good night.

Good night.

I hope you don't mind Joby.
That's just the way he talks.

Why should i mind?

I like him.

Who's your new fella?

What new fella?

The one you were out with.

Why should it be anyone new?

Oh, come on, Kate,
you stay out till nearly two o'clock,

and then you breeze in
with that look about you.

Do i, indeed?

Well, when you've been out with Howard,

you always come home

[singsong] dragging your tail behind you.

- You're an observant wench, aren't you?
- No.

I merely can't mind my own business.

This is just a friend of a friend
from out of town.

And you're not talking?

Good evening, Joe.

Good evening, Edith.

There's a postcard from Joby.

From Bermuda.

What's he doing in Bermuda?

He's staying with the Harrisons.
So is Ann.

Oh. How long do they expect to be there?

Over Christmas.

- I'll never get these cards answered.
- Over Christmas?

Is dinner ready, Edith?

You have time for another drink.

Oh, Edith, I have to run up to New York
tomorrow for the firm.

- I'll be gone two or three days.
- Whatever you say, Joe.

-[music playing]
-[doorbell buzzes]

Hello.

Oh, hello.

- Well, may i come in?
- Of course.

I.. I have theater tickets
and a table at the Marguery.

I took a chance
you'd be free this evening.

I've been free every evening since i left.

And... the fellow with the whistle?

I stopped seeing him...

well, when you whistled.

Kate, I wanted to stay away.

Well, that's not quite true.
I didn't want to, but i tried.

I tried too.
I tried to wish you wouldn't come back.

[music ending]

- Like it?
- Wonderful.

Let's not stay for the rest of it.
Do you mind?

Not in the least.

- Where would you like to go?
- Just walk.

Somehow, I don't want
all those friends of yours staring at us.

Not tonight.

Cold?

Just enough.

I never knew what it was like before.

All these years i've heard about
people being in love, read about it,

but never felt it.

But when it happens, you know.
You're sure.

Yes, you're sure.

All the millions of men
it's never happened to.

And the millions of women.

But it happened to me.

It happened to us.

About 20 more miles.

So quiet.

Like the end of the world.

Arthur McHenry and i
used to bring the fellows up here

for the hunting and fishing.

But nobody comes here anymore.

[rustling]

- What was that?
- I don't know.

Shh.

What is it?

[whispering] It's a man in a fur coat.

A man?

Why, it's a bear.

You know, I'm so nearsighted,
for a moment I thought it was a man.

He's nearsighted too. Watch.

Hey, bear!

You promised to call me.

I must have slept for an hour.

Nearer two.
I couldn't bring myself to wake you.

Here.

- What is it?
- A present.

- A present for me?
- I don't see anybody else around here.

Open it.

- Right now?
- Of course.

I've always been like this:
Christmas and my birthdays.

A present's so wonderful...

lovely and mysterious...

before it's unwrapped.

And what's inside
is always a disappointment?

No.

But after all,
it's something that came from a store.

What's in this one
came from the heart, Kate.

[paper ripping]

Mr. Chapin.

When a fellow gives a girl a ruby,

the least he can expect
is to be called by his name.

Joe.

Thank you, Joe.

This was presented to my grandfather
in India.

I had it made up as a pendant for you.

I never dreamed of anything so beautiful.

You can christen it tonight.

I thought we'd run down
to the lodge for dinner.

There's usually a crowd there
for the skiing.

- Do you think we ought to?
- Why not?

Go out together, where there's a crowd?

Oh.

I've been doing a lot of thinking.

We have to be very clear in our minds
just how things will be.

For us, and for the people we care about.

I can't go on living with Ann,
for instance.

I'll have to get an apartment of my own
somewhere.

That's where
we'll always have to see each other.

We can't go out together anymore.
Let me finish!

Now, you listen to me.

I love you
as I've never loved anyone else.

Surely, deeply, completely.

Do you really think i'd stand for that?
You, my mistress?

Dodging your friends? In an apartment
on the wrong side of town?

It's my decision, Joe.
It's what i want to do.

Thank you.

And it's the one thing
i'll never let you do.

Kate, will you marry me?

How could we?

I'll ask my wife for a divorce.

- Would she give you one?
- She might.

There's a reason why she might.

I can force the issue.

- I never even thought about marriage.
- I can't give you up. Not now.

I can't go back to Gibbsville,
to Frederick Street.

Not to that house.

I... I'm sorry.

That was inexcusable,
whining about my own troubles.

Joe.

When a man asks a woman to marry him,

doesn't he usually wait for her answer?

[singing Swiss folk music]

[yodeling]

It's much more Swiss
than anything in Switzerland.

- I've never been there.
- You'd like it.

Are we going to Switzerland?

It'll be fun to show you all the places
you've never been,

some of the places i've never been.

Will there be anything else, sir?

- Anything else, ma'am?
- No.

Thank you, sir.

I'm sorry, sir. Are you all right?

- I'm fine, thank you.
- Let me help you up, sir.

I can still get up by myself, thank you.

I'm terribly sorry, sir.

Kate! Kate Drummond.
I didn't know you were in these parts.

- Hello, Bill.
- Wh-- Where you staying?

With friends.

You're not leaving now?
We're all going to have a dance later.

- I'm afraid we have to go.
- Oh, come on.

You can stay for just a little while,
anyway.

Mr. Drummond, you make her stay.
I'll see that she gets home all right.

The name is Chapin.

Oh. Well, I'm sorry. I guess i-i sort of
leaped to the wrong conclusion.

-I Mean, uh...
- Kate is a friend of my daughter's.

- My daughter, Ann.
- Oh, yes, sir. I know Ann Chapin.

We're on our way up to Lost Lake now
to meet her there.

That's why we have to leave.

Well, better luck next time.

- Good night, Kate.
- Good night.

Good night, sir.

I'm sorry i crashed into you.

That's quite all right, son. Good night.

Gee, that's funny,
I thought Ann Chapin was in Bermuda.

- If you're worried about my reputation--
- That's not what i'm worried about.

It didn't mean anything, what he said.

He just made a perfectly natural mistake.

Exactly. He perfectly, naturally assumed
that i was your father.

Oh, please, please.
I can't stand having you hurt.

Kate... let's take a good, long look.

- At what?
- At ourselves.

Listen. Come here.

Look at what, Joe?

At what that young friend of yours
showed us.

He's just a baby,
a foolish, big-mouthed baby.

We should be grateful to him.

Grateful?

I needed that bump he gave me.
Maybe it knocked some sense into me.

Don't you see, Kate?

Our getting married would be
just as bad as the other thing.

What it would do to your life?

-I... I lost my head this afternoon.
- Joe!

Now, listen, Kate.

The rules are there for a reason.

Why do we always laugh
at the old character

chasing after the young girl
in the cartoons?

And those newspaper stories

about the old hillbilly marrying
some half-witted female of 11.

I'm not really half-witted.

And there's not that much difference
between us.

Enough so that our children would
only know their father as an old man.

Enough so that you'd be left alone

at the time you most needed love
and protection.

When you're as old as i am now.

That's why the rules are there.

Love isn't everything, Kate.

You can't live without pride.

- P-R-I-D-E.
-[Ann cries]

- I'll take this up for you.
- No, I'll take it.

Don't be unhappy, Kate. I'm not.

I can't tell you how un-unhappy i am.

I'm going away somewhere, far away.

You don't have to.
I'll stay out of your life, trust me.

Maybe i can't trust myself
to stay out of yours.

Here's your ruby.

It's yours.

I wanted to give you something
beautiful and extravagant.

I still want to.

I'm grateful to you...
for being all that you are.

Go on up now, and i know
when you're alone, you'll cry.

But Kate, we'll always have this,
won't we?

- Hello, Mr. Joe.
- Hi, love-boat.

- We didn't expect you.
- My mother here?

She's writing letters, I believe.

Thanks.

Why, Joby.

Mother, what's all this about Father?

Well, don't you think you owe me
the courtesy of--

I had a letter from Dr. English.
He says Father is very ill.

Dr. English hasn't even seen him.

That's just the point.
Some eye doctor had to tell him.

Father went to this man for new glasses.
He spotted a dangerous condition.

Dr. English told you all this, didn't he?
Weeks ago.

And suppose he did?

Mother, you're gonna make Father
get medical help.

Are you giving me orders?

Just because you're a sergeant,
or whatever it is,

do you think you can order me?

God orders you. Not me.

Oh, dear, dear, dear. [chuckles]

You must be higher than a sergeant
to be so close to the Almighty.

Have you even-- Have you even tried
to stop him drinking so much?

- Your father is old enough to take care--
- Has he had a hemorrhage?

You know what that is, don't you?
Has he ever vomited blood?

Why didn't you call a doctor for him then?

Because he wouldn't allow it,
if you must know.

You don't have permission
when that happens,

-you get on the telephone yourself!
- Stop yelling, Joby!

How do you think it's been for me?

The wife of a drunkard.

Never able to accept an invitation.

Listening at night to him fumbling
down the stairs for another bottle.

Have a little sympathy for me.

Maybe if you'd shown some for him,
this wouldn't have happened.

If you'd shown him just a little kindness,

-a little human warmth...
- Shh!

[Joe] Thank you, Harry.

Hello, Father.

Oh, Joby.

Good to see you.

Well, get a leave?

Well, I've convinced the general staff
the army can do without me for 48 hours.

Well, this is fine, just fine.
Come on, I'll-- I'll buy you a drink.

Oh, I wouldn't do that, Joe.

As i understand it,

Joby intends to spend the weekend
reforming you.

[phone rings]

Hello? Long distance?

Oh, yes. Yes, she's here.

Ann, it's for you, long distance.

Oh.

Excuse me, please.

Take care of his nibs, will you?

- Hello.
- Hello, Anna-Banana.

How's that vow of yours never to darken
the doors of 10 North Frederick again?

Good and firm, thank you.

Then i might as well hang up.

The old boy's in terrible shape,
Anna-Banana,

-and i've got to get back to camp.
- What's wrong, Joby?

I got him to see Dr. English.
He says it's a combination of things.

Me, I'd call it
a kind of galloping despair.

What can we do?

Give him a face to look at
that he really loves.

Get it down here as quick as you can.

Have Harry meet the express tonight.

I'll be on it.

I'll stay as long as i can.

Right! Right. Goodbye.

-[train bell dinging]
- She'll be on the express tonight.

[reporter on radio]
There's a good deal of speculation

over what will happen when Allied forces

finally effect a junction
with the Russians

moving in from the East.

Tonight the main weight of
the Allied Expeditionary Force's offensive

is shifting southward
toward Hitler's national redoubt.

General Eisenhower's headquarters reports

that the German armies
are in retreat everywhere.

- Meanwhile, General Bradley's...
- Come in.

Surprise.

[radio transmission continues, faint]

Ann.

- It isn't really you?
- Please don't move.

What on earth are you doing here?

I got homesick all of a sudden.

Well, that's fine. Here, sit down.

[radio clicks off]

I wish we'd known you were coming.

We'd have had some young people in.

I came to see you.

Oh, that's very nice of you, Ann.

Very sweet.

I'm afraid i'm going to start blubbering.
It's so wonderful seeing you again.

I think i'll smoke a cigarette,
if you don't mind.

Over there, in... in the box.

How's the bookstore?

Oh, just fine.

I'm becoming quite the businesswoman.

Last month, my accounts came out even.

I almost fainted.

- But you must have some fun too.
- Oh, well, I do.

I don't neglect the social side.

Next month, I'm flying out to California
to be maid of honor at a wedding.

That's along way to go for a wedding.

Yes, well, this is special.

My old roommate, Kate Drummond.

Kate?

You never met her, did you?

Uh...

I stopped by to see you once,
and she gave me a drink.

- Oh.
- A very beautiful girl.

Mm-hmm.

- And she's getting married?
- Yes.

To a very nice fellow
she met in Santa Barbara.

That's where she went when she left
New York, oh, about five years ago.

It was very mysterious
her running off like that.

Kate always had a sense of mystery
about her.

She isn't an open-faced sandwich like me.

[chuckles]

That's our trouble, yours and mine.

Everyone guesses our secrets.

- Father, you know Joby and i were--
- Have you seen her at all?

Yes. She was in New York last month.

Changed much?

No. Still the same.
Beautiful, smart and lovely.

- And in love.
- Yes.

No.

Well, there's a difference between loving
and being in love.

Is there?

Well, I'm sure that she loves Tom,
and he's crazy about her.

It'll be a good marriage.

But i wonder if she's really over
the other one.

What other one?

Oh, it was a long time ago.

She really had it then, a bad case.

He was married, I think.

She discussed this with you?

Not really. Only hints.

Well, let's hope she'll be very happy.

Yes.

Now, you'd better run along
and let your mother know you're here.

I suppose i'd better.

Go on... then come back.

We'll have a good talk, like old times.

All right.

You dear man... my lovely father.

[Joe's voice] When it happens, you know.

You're sure.

[Kate's voice] Yes, you're sure.

[Joe's voice]
The millions of men it never happens to.

And the millions of women.

But it happened to me.

[Kate's voice] It happened to us.

Good night, Joe.

Good night, my love.

Sergeant.

Colonel.

General!

What's the matter?

The guests are leaving.

If we're going to make polite noises,
we'd better go down and do so.

Wonderful.

- Oh!
- Oh, you are stinking.

- Maybe you shouldn't.
- Nonsense!

Never let it be said
that Joseph B. Chapin, Jr.,

could hold his liquor.

Oh, come on, Joby. Now, don't be foolish.

Come on!

I can't permit you to do this.

- No, let's say goodbye to them.
- No!

- Goodbye!
- Please, Joby. Please.

He'd be delighted.

Of course.

[Joby and Ann laughing]

Just a minute!

Don't go, anybody.

[Edith] Joby!

I want to pay my respects.

I've been remiss in my duties
as son of the house.

I want to express my appreciation
to all my father's wonderful friends

who did so much for him
while he was still alive.

- Come on, Lloyd.
- Just a minute, Mr. Slattery!

I want you to do me a favor.

I want you tell our friends here...

how you cut my father's throat
with a dull knife.

[guests gasping]

Go on! Why don't you tell him?

Governor, you tell him!
You were there too.

Or you, Mr. Hooker, our fighting editor.

Joby, how dare you?

- I'm so sorry! He's not himself.
- And here,

here's the greatest friend he ever had!

His loving wife.

His shy, dutiful, retiring wife.

All she ever did to him was murder him.

- Joby, for heaven's sake!
- Well, it's true, isn't it, Uncle Arthur?

You know she murdered him.
Dr. English knows.

- Joby!
- She knows, and how she knows.

Stop it, Joby!
You apologize to your mother.

[laughing] Madam.

I humbly apologize
for saying so rudely in public...

what i intended to say
even more rudely in private.

[guests gasp]

- Joby.
- I'll take care of him.

Just get everybody out of here, Uncle.

Be right with you, Harry.

- Goodbye, Anna-Banana.
- Goodbye, Joby.

Oh! Wow, it's a funny time of night
to have a hangover.

[laughs] I should never touch the stuff.

- If Madam says anything...
- She won't. You said it all.

Well, I guess this is the last time
I'll ever see the old barn.

The last of the Chapins.

Not me, I don't count.

Father was the last.

The last Chapin of Frederick Street.

They don't make 'em like him anymore.

You'd better go inside. You'll catch cold.

I wish...

- You wish what?
- I wish he'd had something, Joby.

These last years.

Some... moment of triumph.

It was all defeats.

If he could have had
just one small victory.

You know what his real trouble was?

He couldn't take advantage.

He was a gentleman.

In a world that has no further use
for gentlemen.

Goodbye, Joby.

- Take care, Anna-Banana.
- Take care.

Oh, and give my love to Kate.

You get in, Harry.

[engine starts]

-[knocking]
- Come in.

Five-minute warning.

All right. I'm nearly ready.

Oh, Kate. You look so...

- I can't tell you how you look.
- Starry-eyed, I hope.

Well, everything you should look,
including starry-eyed.

Thanks.

I still have a few things
to throw in my overnight bag.

Oh, can i help you with something?

Uh, my jewel case. Over there.

Hey, where did you ever get this ruby?

Isn't it something new?
Did Tom give it to you?

No. I've had it quite a while.

You didn't have it in New York.

At least i haven't seen it before.

Or have i?

I never wear it, Ann.

It's something to look at and touch.

I'm leaving it to you in my will.

I wouldn't want it to go to anyone else.

Kate, did my father give you the ruby?

Yes.

He was the one you fell in love with?

Yes.

Oh, Kate.

- You don't mind?
- Mind?

Of course i don't mind.

If you only knew.

I...

Kate, the night he died,
we were talking about you.

And he asked so many questions.
I wondered why.

But now i understand it all, Kate.

That's why you left New York.
You were running away from him.

Not quite, Ann.

He sent me away.

I'd have done anything he wanted.

He made the decision.

Yes, of course.

His little book of rules.

It couldn't have ended any other way
with my father.

My poor, dear, stuffed-shirt father.

Ann.

A stuffed-shirt didn't give me this.

-[knocking]
-[man] Kate! Kate, we're all ready!

Coming!

Kate.

Rubies...
rubies aren't good enough for you.

Come on.

We mustn't keep them waiting.