(mellow orchestral music) (communication signal beeping) (mellow orchestral music) (upbeat orchestral music) (knocking on window) (speaks in foreign language) (mellow orchestral music) (low chattering) >> Monsieur Foine.

>> Yes, monsieur?

>> Could I speak to you for a moment?

Well, I've been studying painting with you for some time now.

Do you think it's worth my while to go on?

>> Why do you ask?

>> Well, I feel there's no sense in my staying here unless I have the talent.

>> If you are not certain about your talent, why did you stay until now?

>> Because all this is so, so beautiful to me.

>> In my youth, it was also beautiful to me, but now, it is the city of lost illusions.

Is your studio very far?

>> No, not very.

>> Let us go there.

You will show me what you have done.

>> Yes.

>> Have you any money?

>> A little.

Not enough to live on.

>> Then I must tell you, there is no talent here, merely industry and intelligence.

You will never be anything but mediocre.

And that is very cruel to discover one's mediocrity only when it is too late.

I know.

Do you see that?

That name does not belong there.

It belongs somewhere else.

Take your courage in both your hands and make something of your life.

Have you anything in mind?

>> Well, you see...

I have my limitations.

My father was a doctor.

I've always been interested in medicine.

And if one can't be great, at least one can be of some use to people.

(dramatic orchestral music) (coughing) >> I don't know why I should have such a thing upon my blood.

I don't, I've never had a day's illness in my life.

You've only got to look at me to know that.

>> It will be called a winter cough.

A great many middle-aged women have it.

>> Well, I never.

That's a nice thing to say to a lady.

No one's ever called me middle-aged before.

>> Time you got used to it.

>> All the same, you're a nice one, dearie.

>> Unfortunately, I can't say the same to you.

Good day, madam.

That'd be all now.

The rest of you, come back tomorrow.

Get him ready.

>> All right, sir.

>> Doctor: Are you're the boy's father?

>> Yes, sir.

>> What's the matter with you now?

You see enough what the matter is.

The boy has a club foot.

Oh... Carey, you better take this case.

It's a subject you ought to know something about.

>> It's only for the looks of the thing, you know.

I don't find it no trouble.

>> Don't you?

That's wonderful.

I always did.

>> Oh, that's because you let them go on at you.

>> You seem to be a little slow, Carey.

I think I'll have to instruct the class.

There are many varieties of club feet.

This is one of the less interesting.

Yours would probably prove more interesting.

You have Talipes equinus, haven't you?

>> Yes, I believe so.

>> Don't mind taking off your sock, do you, Carey?

>> No, not at all.

>> Keeps his feet nice and clean, doesn't he?

(quiet chuckling) Hm, yes, just as I thought.

Talipes equinus.

Malformation requiring you to walk on the outside of the foot.

A very interesting example, I must say.

>> Do you mind if I have a look?

>> Congenital club foot.

In simple language, a foot twisted inward.

The cause of this twisting is not clear.

Hereditary influence plays a part here, as pointed out by Dr. Little who traces recurring deformity through four generations.

>> Well, when you've quite finished... >> I say, old man, I like that.

>> Mm-hm.

>> French, isn't she?

>> Yes, she was a model in Paris.

>> You know, I can't for the life of me, understand why you gave up painting.

I'd rather look at that all day long than at this.

>> Woman, you know, you can tell by the pelvis.

>> (chuckles) Yeah.

I like them with a little more... (all laughing) Oh, there's life in the old girl yet.

Don't inhale, dearie.

(laughing) I say I've got to be getting along.

It's a little matter of a barmaid at the Crown and Anchor.

And very nice, too (laughs).

Cheerie-o!

>> Funny fellow, isn't he?

I say, Carey, it must have been wonderful having that life in Paris.

>> Well, it was.

>> And do you mean that you really knew all those fascinating women?

>> Well, some of them.

>> I see you're just the man I'm looking for.

I wonder if you couldn't help me?

>> In what way?

>> Well, there's a girl and I can't get anywhere with her.

And you've been to Paris and all that.

I'm sure you could say something that would give me a starter.

I'd ask Griffiths and he couldn't do it and remember whom he was doing it for.

I'll bet you're just the man.

You know, say something to make her laugh.

(low chattering) (laughing) >> Emil: What, you don't believe it?

You are too suspicious.

(laughing) >> I'd say she's marvelous, isn't she?

>> No, she's anemic.

>> You don't suppose she likes that bounder, do you?

>> Of course.

>> Now's your chance, say something.

>> Well, I see your friend's going.

>> I don't know what you mean.

>> I was referring to the nobleman with a sandy mustache.

Has he left you for another?

>> Some people would do better to mind their own business.

>> Why?

You have a very nice back.

Am I on speaking terms with your back?

Woman, you know, you can tell by the pelvis.

>> And that calls himself a gentleman.

>> I apologize.

>> What for?

>> I promised you something charming, and she's turned out to be ill-natured and contemptible.

I'm sorry I let you in for it.

>> Oh, that's all right.

You don't suppose I care what anemic little waitress says to me, do you?

>> Well, I do.

(honking) I must be going.

Coming along?

>> I think I'll have some more tea.

>> Anything you want?

>> Yes, if you don't mind, I'd like to talk to you.

Filthy weather, isn't it?

>> Makes no difference to me.

I have to be here all day.

>> Oh, don't look like that.

I only want to say something pleasant.

>> Well, say it.

>> You know, you have a lovely smile.

You should use it more often.

>> Now, don't go spoofing me.

A girl that works hard all day like I do don't have much reason to smile.

>> Perhaps I could find a reason.

Will you let me try?

>> Well, I don't know whether I will or whether I won't.

>> Well, I hope you will decide you will.

(low chattering) (soft music) (mellow orchestral music) (horn honking) (mellow orchestral music) (low chattering) >> Like that, unt that, like so.

(laughing) That is a nice little hand.

(laughing) (glass clinking) >> Excuse me, won't you?

>> Yeah, yeah.

(laughing) >> How'd you do?

>> You seem to be in a great hurry.

>> Well, I've been waiting 10 minutes.

>> Mildred: I didn't know you could draw.

>> Philip: Didn't you?

>> That meant to be me?

>> It looks like you, doesn't it?

>> If you look at it that way.

Tea?

>> You are a strange sort.

I say, will you dine with me sometime?

And we'll go to the theater?

>> I don't mind.

>> When will you come?

>> I'm off Thursdays.

>> All right, shall we say Thursday?

Seven o'clock, Victoria Station.

(glass clinking) >> All right.

I'll meet you at Victoria in the second class waiting room.

>> [Ticket Controller] All tickets, please.

Show your tickets.

All tickets, please.

Show your tickets.

All tickets, please.

Show your tickets.

All tickets, please.

Boat train, platform 19.

All tickets, please.

Show your tickets.

All tickets, please.

All tickets, please.

All tickets, please.

Show your tickets.

All tickets, please.

Show your tickets.

All tickets, please.

Show your tickets.

All tickets, please.

Boat train, platform 19.

All tickets, please.

>> Well, I thought you're never coming.

>> I like that, after keeping me waiting.

I almost went home.

>> I was in the second class waiting room.

I thought you said you'd be there.

>> Now I say, is it likely I'd sit in the second class when I could sit in the first?

For a gentleman of brains, you don't use them, do you?

>> (chuckles) Perhaps not.

Anyway, you're here, so it's all right, isn't it?

>> You certainly do make a girl feel important, do you?

(mellow orchestral music) >> I love that music.

Whenever I hear it, I think of you, how pale you are, how strange, how cold.

(cork popping) >> You are going it.

Do you always order champagne?

>> No.

>> Then why'd you do it now?

(mellow orchestral music) >> I was hoping it would make you more friendly.

(mellow orchestral music) Do you think it will?

>> Well, there's one thing I can say for you, gentleman in every sense of the word.

(mellow orchestral music) (engine whirring) >> May I see you again?

>> I don't mind, too.

>> Doesn't it make any difference to you?

>> No.

If you don't take me out, someone else will.

(car honking) I'll say goodnight here.

>> Won't you stay for a moment?

>> No.

>> Why not?

>> Why, people think I don't know at all.

(soft mellow music) >> I love that music.

Whenever I hear it, I think of you.

>> Whenever I hear it, I think of us.

(soft mellow music) I've never danced with anyone who danced like you.

>> I've been looking for you all my life.

(soft mellow music) >> You don't seem to have much to do with your time.

>> (laughs) I should be studying.

>> And why don't you?

>> Well, I'd rather see you.

>> Any of the girls noticed you waiting for me?

>> I don't know.

Why, what difference does it make?

>> They all laugh at you, you know.

>> Oh, do they?

Why?

>> They say you're in love with me (laughs).

>> May I call you Mildred?

>> I don't mind.

>> Look here, don't say that anymore, will you?

>> Why not?

>> Well, I'll tell you that I'll call you Mildred.

And you call me Philip, will you?

>> I'll think of it.

>> I am...

I'm a little awkward at this, but will you kiss me goodnight?

>> No.

>> Oh, Mildred.

Will you come to the theater with me on Saturday?

>> I don't mind.

>> Philip: You're sure they're for Saturday?

>> Man: Certainly.

>> My name is Miller, Emil Miller.

We should know each other.

>> Why?

>> Well, we are both interested in the same thing.

>> Thing?

>> My dear young man, you are so, so...

Artistic.

You, you should be more (clears throat) like so.

>> Thanks, thanks very much.

>> That's all right.

Keep the change.

>> What time shall I see you?

>> Oh, I forgot to tell you, Philip.

I can't go.

>> Why not?

>> My aunt's ill. >> Oh.

Well.

>> What's the sense in that?

>> You don't suppose I want to go by myself, do you?

I only got them for your sake.

>> Well, you need not go on about it.

>> Vendor: Violets, sweet violets.

Violets.

Sweet violets.

Violets, tuppence a bunch.

Violets, tuppence a bunch.

>> You're spying on me.

I always thought you was a gentleman in every sense of the word.

>> Are you going out with Miller?

>> No!

>> Vendor: Violets, sweet violets, tuppence a bunch.

>> Well, what if I am?

I can go out with him if I want to, can't I?

>> Vendor: Violets, sweet violets, tuppence a bunch.

>> He's keeping you waiting, isn't he?

>> Well, I'd rather wait for him than have you wait for me.

>> Vendor: Violets, sweet violets, tuppence a bunch.

>> Won't you change your mind?

I'll get some more tickets and we'll- >> No!

>> Vendor: Violets, sweet violets, tuppence a bunch.

Violets?

>> You keep looking for him the way I look for you.

>> Vendor: Violets?

Violets?

>> If you don't come out with me tonight, you will never see me again.

>> Good riddance to bad rubbish.

(soft bright piano music) (laughing) >> Drink?

(crowd laughing) Desire?

(crowd laughing, chattering) (mellow piano music) (crowd laughing) (mellow orchestral music) (melancholic music) (coughing) (tense orchestral music) >> Sorry, old boy.

How about a nice large beer, huh?

>> Wouldn't help.

>> Well, what would?

(melancholic orchestral music) >> Oh, Phil, leave it.

>> Why, what for?

>> Shows the waiter who you are.

>> He knows who you are.

And so do I.

>> What do you mean?

>> I'm sorry, I didn't mean.

>> You're a bit too superior for me, my fine young friend.

(clinking) >> Mildred!

(mellow orchestral music) Of course, you don't like me.

I'm a cripple.

>> No, Phil, it isn't that.

>> Oh, yes, I've felt it all along.

>> Foolish.

Mind my hat, silly.

You are clumsy.

(soft mellow music) (whistling) >> You are off your nut.

You don't know what you're doing.

>> What sort of practice can you expect to have with a wife like that?

>> I don't know.

>> Let me ask you something.

Why do you want to marry this girl?

>> Because I'm so in love with her.

>> Aah!

>> Man: That ring with a little design is very popular, sir.

We sell a great many of them.

They're 30 shillings.

Thank you, sir.

>> Philip, were you surprised when I asked you to take me to dinner tonight?

>> I was delighted.

>> Were you?

>> Yeah.

>> Why?

>> I don't know.

You've been so sweet to me all day.

I've got something to ask you and, it makes it so much easier for me.

>> Makes it easier for me, too.

I've something to tell you.

>> No, no, no, let me tell you first.

There it is.

I want you to marry me.

>> I'm so sorry, Philip.

That's just what I was about to tell you.

You shouldn't have waited so long.

The fact is, I'm going to be married.

>> Are you?

To whom?

>> A man I know.

He earns very good money.

>> Yes, I'm sure of it.

>> Mildred: Now, you won't go on about it, will you, Philip?

>> All right.

>> I'm getting old, I'm 24.

It's time I settle down.

This gentleman earns seven pounds a week.

He's got good prospects.

This is goodbye.

I hate to eat and run, Philip, but, well, I have an engagement.

I'm going to the theater with the gentleman I'm going to marry.

(melancholic music) (newsboy yelling, indistinct) >> Taxi!

(newsboy yelling, indistinct) (tense orchestral music) >> Have you seen her since?

>> No.

>> Well, London is the largest city in the world, and you know the cure for one woman.

>> Another.

>> (chuckles) Right, ho.

(melancholic orchestral music) >> Philip: Norah, you don't read such junk, do you?

>> No, I write it.

>> What?

>> That's how I earn my living.

>> I didn't know.

Successful?

>> Very.

I have an immense popularity amongst kitchen maids.

They think me so refined.

(mellow orchestral music) Let's not talk about that.

Let's talk about us.

(mellow orchestral music) >> Norah, you're not really fond of me, are you?

>> Clever boy.

You ask such foolish questions.

>> Oh, my dear, it never struck me that you could be... >> Pleased?

>> Delighted.

And so proud, and so happy, and so grateful.

>> I wish you hadn't been in love with, what was her name?

>> Mildred.

>> Because if she hadn't treated you so abominably, it wouldn't have taken you so long to understand how I feel.

(mellow orchestral music) >> I saw you.

>> I wasn't very quick.

>> Let's go out and play.

>> Not until you've passed that exam.

(mellow orchestral music) >> Tell me, darling, what do you get out of this?

>> You'll never know.

>> Afraid you don't get much fun with me.

I wish, if only I could take you dancing.

I know how you love it.

>> Philip, it's very silly of you to be so sensitive about your foot.

You know, other people don't think about it nearly as much as you do.

They notice it when they first see you.

And after that, they forget all about it.

You know, I only speak of it because I love you, and I don't want it to make you unhappy.

Now, will you please stay here and go on cramming for that exam?

>> There's a lady to see you, sir.

>> Oh, is there?

>> I shouldn't have let her in, but she was that upset.

>> Norah.

What do you want?

(door slams) I didn't think I'd ever see you again.

What's the matter?

>> He's left me.

Emil.

>> Oh, has he?

>> Yes.

'Cause I'm going to have a baby.

>> Why don't you sit down?

I suppose you want him back.

>> He'll never come back.

>> Why not?

>> He just won't, that's all.

>> Well, you're his wife.

He has to provide for you.

>> He won't give me anything.

Even if he did, I wouldn't take it.

>> Why not?

>> No matter what's happened, I've still got me pride.

>> That's something, isn't it?

You got any money?

>> Mildred: Nope.

>> Well, you'd better get yourself a place to live.

After that, we'll see what can be done.

>> Philip, you were always so good to me.

That's why I knew I could come to you.

>> Philip: Now, look here, Mr. Miller.

I'd like to know what you intend to do about Mildred.

>> I?

What you expect me to do?

>> Well, I expect you to take care of her.

You married her, you know.

>> I?

I married Mildred?

I married...

This one.

>> Well, all the same, I'd still like to know what you intend to do about it.

>> Me?

I can do nothing.

One man can not solutions the problem of the unmarried mother.

>> Philip: Why didn't you tell me?

>> I just couldn't.

>> Well, brace up.

Everything would be all right.

>> Philip, do you still like me?

Really?

>> Strange as it may seem, I always have.

I suppose I always shall.

I did everything I could to make you love me.

I thought you were incapable of loving anybody.

It seems horrible to think that you were willing to sacrifice everything for that man.

>> I'm awfully sorry, Philip.

I shall never forget you wanted to marry me.

Philip.

>> Yes?

>> You've been so nice to me.

I'll do anything you want.

>> Will you?

Why?

>> Why, I owe it to you.

>> Oh, do you?

>> You are angry.

>> No.

(sighs) >> Then you'll stay and have some dinner?

>> Yes, if you want me to.

>> Of course, Philip.

Nothing could delight me more.

Just a moment and I'll have everything ready.

(mellow orchestral music) (knocking on door) >> Come in.

(mellow orchestral music) >> Hello, darling.

>> Norah.

How did you happen to come?

>> Just passing by.

I wanted to rub my nose against your door.

Philip, why haven't I heard from you?

>> I was just going to write.

>> Why haven't you come to see me?

>> Well, I've been busy.

>> Why so silent?

>> Well, you see... Norah, I've got something strange to tell you.

You've been so good to me it only makes it harder.

>> Philip, what's wrong?

>> I'm sorry, it's just over.

>> You mean, you don't care for me anymore?

>> I'm afraid so.

>> What have I done?

>> Nothing.

You've been wonderful to me.

It's just that I... (mellow orchestral music) >> Of course, I knew you never loved me as much as I love you.

>> Yes, I'm afraid that's usually the case.

There's usually one who loves and one who is loved.

>> Oh, it's always the same.

You want a man to be nice to you, you have to be rotten to him.

If you treat a man honestly, you... Philip, there's someone else.

>> Yes.

>> Who is she?

>> Mildred.

She's come back.

>> After all she's done.

How could you?

>> That's what I'd like to know.

>> It's just as though you were bound to her in some way.

>> Yes.

>> As I am to you.

And she was to Miller.

>> As every human being is to something or other.

>> Funny-looking little thing, isn't it?

I can't believe it's mine.

>> Nanny: Now, if you'll excuse me.

>> So glad it's over, darling.

>> You've been so good to me, Philip.

From now on, things will be different.

Now, you will take good care of her, won't you?

>> Yes, I will ma'am.

Good day.

>> Good day.

I know you don't like it, Philip.

I can't do anything else, so I'm going to work.

>> No, I suppose not.

But be sure and go over on Sundays to see the baby is properly taken care of.

>> I will.

What we're going to do this afternoon?

>> I asked Griffiths to come over.

>> Oh, did you?

Why?

>> Well, I know you find him amusing and I'm always afraid of boring you.

>> Hello, hello, hello.

Sorry I'm late.

(door slams) Had to get rid of a girl.

>> Why didn't you bring her along?

>> Oh, I'm not interested in my girl.

I'm only interested in other men's girls.

>> Do you like me?

>> (laughs) Really, I'm too hungry to know.

But I think I like your lots.

I'd like you a lot more if you got him to take us out to dinner tonight.

And if you do, I'll tell you some funny stories, and you'll laugh and think you're having a wonderful time.

>> What would he do?

>> Ooh, pay the bill.

(laughing) (bright orchestral music) (laughing) So I said, "What's that, Bill, your missus?

I'm sorry, I thought it was your sister."

(laughing) Oh, allez-up.

>> Allez-up.

(laughing) >> Good night, Philip.

Good night.

>> Just a moment.

Are you in love with Mildred?

>> I?

(laughing) So that's what you've been so funny about, huh?

Well, my dear old boy- >> Look here.

It doesn't matter to you, Harry.

You've got so many women.

Don't take Mildred away from me.

>> But my dear old boy, she's nothing to me at all.

Nothing at all (laughs).

>> Do you like it, Philip?

>> Very much.

>> So nice of you to give it to me.

What you thinking about?

>> You were having quite a flirtation with Griffiths last night.

>> Yes, I was, wasn't I?

As a matter of fact, well, I'm sort of in love with him.

>> I'm not surprised.

>> Why, what do you mean?

>> Well, Griffiths is good-looking, he's amusing, he says the kind of things that make you laugh.

>> I'll thank you not to make fun of me.

You're a bit too superior for me, my fine young friend.

>> Oh, but heavens, Mildred, I wasn't making fun of you.

>> Well, you certainly don't act as if it's serious.

>> Well, I don't think it is.

>> And you don't say why not?

>> Because Griffith isn't in love with you.

>> How do you know?

>> I asked him.

>> Would you like to read a letter I got from him this morning?

>> "I've been up all night thinking about you.

And I've just sent for a special messenger who will take this to you in the dawn.

You have no notion of the time I had with your friend last night.

He kept asking me if I love you.

And of course, what could I say?

He'll doubtless tell you all this.

So, I'm making sure that you..." >> Mildred: Well?

Can't help it if I love him, can I?

>> No, I suppose not, but- >> Then what you going on about?

>> Nothing.

Only, I was fool enough to think that you cared for me.

>> I do, Philip, as a friend, not in any other way.

>> But you do care for Griffiths in the other way.

But you're rather cold.

That sort of thing doesn't mean anything to you.

>> That's what you think.

(sighs) There's no use going on about it, Philip.

You said yourself I couldn't help it if I'm in love with him.

Well, if there's anything else to be said, say it.

>> That's a nice dress you have on, Mildred.

I couldn't afford it, but I paid for it.

You have a nice apartment.

I couldn't afford it, but I paid for it.

>> If you were a gentleman, you think you'd throw what you've done for me in the face?

>> Do you think it matters to me whether I'm a gentleman or not?

If I were a gentleman, you don't suppose I'd care for a cheap vulgar at home.

(slapping) >> I'm sorry, Philip.

I didn't want to end this way.

Harry's waiting for me.

>> What do you intend to do?

>> We are going to Paris.

>> Get out.

Get out!

(door slams) (somber music) (sobbing) >> I've moved three times, and each time, this woman has hounded me down.

I don't like to do this, but- >> All right, sir.

I'll move her on.

Come on, young lady.

Can't stay here.

Come on now.

(whimpering) (mellow orchestral music) >> Look here, Carey, Mildred and I were all washed up.

>> That's too bad.

If you'll excuse me, I'm doing the ward.

(mellow orchestral music) >> Anything interesting, Carey?

>> I was just thinking what an unusual name you have.

>> It's an old Yorkshire name, once took a day's riding across our estates.

And here I am in a charity hospital because my father loved fast women and slow horses.

How the mighty are fallen.

Hello!

>> Hello, father.

>> Carey, this is my daughter, christened Maria Del Sol.

Her mother always called her Sally.

This young man is a student here.

He's been very nice to me.

Now, with some inducement, he might be nice to you.

>> Now, father.

Father's particular genius is saying the wrong thing.

(father chuckling) He thinks it's fun to embarrass me.

>> It is.

(laughing) Why don't you try it sometime, Carey?

>> I will, if I get the chance.

>> You shall have it.

You're coming to see us the first Sunday I'm home.

>> Oh yes, please do.

(father chuckling) (low chattering, squealing) (scraping) >> Philip: What a quaint house.

>> Yes, it is, but it's not very sanitary.

>> Sanitation be hanged.

Give me art.

I've got nine children and they thrive on bad traits.

Look at that now.

>> I am with great admiration.

(children squealing) >> Shall I bring the ale, Father?

>> Right my girl, the sooner, the better.

>> I hope you didn't have the table in here on my account.

I'd have been quite happy to have had dinner with Mrs. Athelny and the children.

>> Oh no, I always take meals by myself.

I like these antique customs.

I don't think women ought to sit down at a table with me.

>> (chuckles) Don't you?

Why not?

>> It ruins conversation.

It's always a bad influence for them, puts ideas in their heads.

And women are never at ease with themselves when they have ideas.

>> You sound like the voice of old England.

>> I am, sir.

And it's this fine old Yorkshire pudding that gives me strength to carry on.

Now, stop getting up and down like a jumping Jack every time she comes into the room.

She doesn't want you to make a fuss about it, do you, Sally?

And she won't think it rude if you sit still, while she waits on you.

She don't care a hang for chivalry, do you, Sally?

>> No, Father.

>> You will speak quietly while eyeing the young man so boldly.

>> Yes, Father.

>> You know what I'm talking about, Sally?

>> How could I, darling?

You're so clever.

>> Don't stand behind my chair in order to make eyes at him.

Better get Philip some more ale.

(heaves) My word.

Is there anything better than English ale?

Let us thank God for simple pleasures, a good appetite, roast beef, and beer.

I was married to a lady once.

Good heavens.

Never marry a lady, my boy.

>> Oh really, why?

>> Because a lady has a point of view, a personality, and an individuality, all to double you with.

Hang it all, you want a wife who can cook your dinner and look after your children.

Don't you think so, Sally?

>> Father, I think you talk the hind leg of a donkey.

>> Well, it's clean fun.

Now, Sally waited on me, I'll wait on you.

Take my chair here while I fetch you and the young man some cheese.

>> Thank you, Father.

What do you think of us?

>> You don't know what this means to me.

You see, I practically never had any family.

And this is almost the only place I've ever known that's had the quality of, of home.

>> Thank you, Father.

>> It's no use mooning over her, Carey.

Sally never kisses a gentlemen until he's been here twice.

>> You must ask me again sometime.

>> Do it yourself.

>> Why don't you come next Sunday?

(mellow orchestral music) May I walk to the station with you?

>> No.

>> Why not?

>> It's too late and you're a child.

>> I'm 20.

>> Let's talk it over when you're 30.

(mellow orchestral music) >> Did you hear what I said, old man?

>> Yes, I heard.

>> Sorry if I brought up a painful subject.

Only, I thought you'd be interested to hear about Mildred.

>> Sorry she's had such a bad time.

>> I gave her all I could, but you know me, always stony broke.

I thought perhaps you'd want to- >> I can't do anything.

Got another cigarette?

>> I don't blame you.

I wouldn't have told you.

Only, she asked me to give you her address.

It gave me a bit of a jolt, I can tell you, seeing her lugging that baby around and asking for something to eat.

>> She has the baby with her?

>> Yes.

It's not difficult to imagine her next step.

(pensive orchestral music) >> Baby all right?

>> I'm very grateful to you, Philip.

>> If I could afford it, I'd have given you a place of your own.

As it is, you're welcome to my room.

>> I don't know what will become of me and the baby if you hadn't taken us in.

>> Well, you would've got on, I expect.

>> You've always been much nicer to me than I deserved.

I'm beginning to realize how silly I've been.

>> Well, you couldn't help how you felt.

Let's not talk about it, shall we?

>> I don't feel like that now.

>> Okay, Mildred, let's have no misunderstanding about this.

The reason you're here is because- >> I know.

Because you once liked me enough to want to marry me.

>> Yes.

>> Well, at least I can cook for you and keep your flat clean.

Maybe someday, you'll feel better about me and, things will be like they used to be.

>> No, thanks.

I'll smoke it later.

Well... Good night.

>> Good night.

(pensive orchestral music) >> Landlady came upstairs a little while ago.

She said, "Mrs. Carey," she said, "how can you stand it?"

>> Why, what's the matter with them?

>> They're indecent.

Disgusting, I calls it to have drawings of naked people about.

If you want to know what I think, I've half a mind to take them down myself.

>> You'll do nothing of the kind.

I love those pictures, Mildred.

I love them for what they were meant to be.

(upbeat music) >> What happened to it?

>> Hm?

What?

>> The way you used to love me.

>> Oh, I don't know.

I was disappointed so often and hurt so much.

So what difference does it make anyway?

>> Nothing, only, remember how you got when I was so cold to you?

You're getting me that way, because you're so cold to me.

No one else, is there?

(mellow orchestral music) He's not in love with anybody.

(mellow orchestral music) Where were you?

>> Athelnys'.

What are you doing up?

>> I couldn't sleep.

Hadn't you better put it on something warmer?

>> I will be all right.

Just let me stay here.

Phil.

Phil, I love you so.

>> Oh, nonsense.

>> It isn't.

I can't live without you.

>> Please get up.

You're making a fool of yourself and a fool of me.

>> Oh, Phil, please.

I can't go on like this.

>> Nonsense, you haven't anywhere to go.

Stay here as long as you like, but with the definite understanding that... You disgust me.

>> Me?

Oh, I disgust you!

You.

You!

You are too fine.

You won't have none of me, but you sit here all night looking at your naked females.

>> Mildred!

>> You cad, you dirty swine.

I never cared for you, not once.

I was always making a fool of you.

You bored me stiff, I hated ya.

It made me sick when I had to let you kiss me.

I only did it because you begged me.

You hounded me and drove me crazy!

And after you kissed me, I always used to wipe my mouth.

Wipe my mouth!

Well, I've made up for it.

For every kiss, I had a laugh (laughs).

We laughed at you, Miller and me, and Griffiths and me, we laughed at you, because you were such a mug, a mug, a mug!

(clattering) You don't know what you are, you gippy-legged monster.

You're a cripple, a cripple, a cripple!

(door slams) You love these things.

You love what they were meant to be.

Well, here (ripping), what they weren't meant to be.

(mellow orchestral music) (thuds) (mellow orchestral music) You want to be a doctor.

(mid-tempo orchestral music) This will take care of your medical school.

(upbeat orchestral music) >> You're leaving?

Why?

>> My money's gone.

>> What do you intend to do?

>> Oh, anything.

>> Before you go out into the world, don't you think we ought to try and do something about that foot?

>> Think it'll do any good?

>> I'll know better tomorrow.

>> Sally: How are you, Philip?

>> I'm all right, Sally.

>> Sally: How's your foot?

>> Well, let's try, shall we?

>> All right.

(mellow orchestral music) Careful now.

(mellow orchestral music) >> Man: No opening.

>> Man: Sorry, nothing today.

All situations filled.

>> Man: Nothing today.

>> Man: No experience?

Can't use you.

>> Man: Nothing today.

>> Man: All situations filled.

>> Man: Sorry, no vacancies.

>> Man: Nothing today.

>> Man: No opening, nothing.

>> Nothing.

>> Nothing.

>> Nothing.

>> Nothing.

>> Nothing.

>> Nothing.

>> Man: Nothing.

(melancholic music) (mellow orchestral music) >> Why haven't you been to see us?

>> Oh, I don't know.

I've had things to do.

Well, you've been putting on weight.

>> I'm sure you haven't.

>> Why do you say that?

>> The way you look.

>> Oh, that's only my look.

>> I'm afraid it's more than that.

I sent you a note last Sunday and when you didn't answer, I went around to your room.

Your landlady said she had to put you out.

>> Hello, Philip!

My dear fellow, by pre-arranged signal, my daughter just communicated to me confirmation of our suspicions.

As you know, I've been on the beach most of my life.

In fact, in Tahiti, I was president of the Beachcombers' Union.

And as such, I should like to inquire into your amateur standing.

Where have you been staying?

>> Oh, anywhere.

>> Why didn't you come here?

False modesty, I suppose.

Now, stop being an Englishman.

When a man's on his uppers, it's time he came down to Earth.

We want you here with us.

>> Well, I...

Thanks very much, but I- >> Don't talk trash.

You are to stay here until you get your bearings.

And I want no more fine talk about it.

It's all arranged.

>> Well.

Well, here goes my amateur standing.

I really have no place to go.

It's awfully good of you.

>> Nonsense, as you know, the house is completely unsanitary.

You'll probably wind up with some foul disease.

>> Now, let him alone, Father.

I want to talk to him.

>> Well, I suppose youth must be served, but I must say I'm sick and tired of serving it.

Nine of them.

>> Sally: Will that do?

>> Looks as if it might.

>> Wouldn't be a very nice night to be out.

>> Not really, no.

>> It's going to be jolly having you here.

>> I hope I shan't have to stay very long.

>> You do, why?

>> I can't go on like this, you know.

I need a job.

>> That's right, father and I discussed that.

>> There isn't much you've overlooked.

>> I have to sew that on, too.

And father has a job for you.

>> Has he?

Where?

>> Sally: Where he works.

(mellow orchestral music) >> You walk all right now.

I saw you in the window.

Well, I never thought you'd come to that.

(coughing) >> You're very hoarse.

Throat sore?

>> You haven't forgotten your doctoring, have you?

>> No.

>> Because that's what I want to see you about.

>> Why not go to a doctor?

(somber music) Well, there's a free hospital.

>> Have all them students staring at me?

(coughing) >> What seems to be the trouble?

>> Mildred: Well, (coughs) I cough all the time.

>> Let's have a look at your throat.

(somber music) >> Phil.

It's not my lungs, is it?

(somber music) (sobbing) >> Where's the baby?

>> Mildred: She died, last summer.

>> Oh.

>> You might say you're sorry.

>> I'm not.

I'm very glad.

(somber music) Afraid I can't help you much.

(somber music) >> Don't leave me, Philip.

I know I've treated you shocking.

But don't leave me, not yet, please.

There's no one I can go to.

You're the only one that ever treated me like I was human.

You're a gentleman, Philip, the only one I've ever met.

(coughing) >> Some things you'll need.

(mellow orchestral music) (somber music) Our last day.

Why, Sally, darling.

>> I was so determined not to let you see.

>> Well, that's sweet of you to care because I'm going away.

>> I suppose I'm a fool to care, but it doesn't mean you have to do anything about it.

You can't help it, just because someone loves you and you don't love back.

>> Sally, look at me.

Darling, do you think you'll always feel like this about me?

>> Yes.

I've known it since the first time you came to our house.

I thought at first that I meant something to you, too.

>> Oh, but you did.

You do.

When I come back, if you still feel the same, will you marry me, darling?

>> Don't you mean, if you still feel the same?

>> Griffiths: Well, this is what you might call the irony of fate.

>> Come on now, be quick.

Get her out of here.

I don't want the likes of her on me hands.

>> I understand there's an interesting case- >> Look here, old man.

Don't go in there.

>> Why not?

If you please- >> It's no use.

(somber music) >> Sally: Oh, Philip, I'm sorry I'm late.

>> You're not.

I'm not going.

>> What's that?

>> My wedding present to my wife.

>> When do you intend to marry me?

>> Right away.

>> Thank you, Philip.

>> I beg your pardon.

You don't seem very pleased.

>> Well, I am and I'm not.

>> Why?

>> I'm afraid it's only a noble gesture.

That's not enough for marriage.

>> No, no, Sally, it isn't just that.

>> Philip, I like you far too much to ever stand in your way.

(whistle blaring) (horns tooting) (whistle blaring) Philip, you're free.

>> Yes, but suddenly there's nowhere to go.

>> Taxi, sir?

>> No, thanks, no.

I had to be free to realize that.

I had to be free to understand that all those years that I dreamed of escape, it was because I was limping through life.

>> Man: Taxi, sir?

>> No, thank you.

And because I was bound up with a person who was incredible to me.

But that's all over.

I'm not limping anymore.

My life's all right.

>> Then why don't you go?

>> Because everything that's beautiful to me is right here.

Won't you please marry me, Sally?

>> If you like.

>> But don't you want to?

>> Well, there's no one else I'd marry.

>> Man: How about a taxi, sir?

>> What?

>> How about a taxi?

>> Yes!

(dramatic orchestral music)