An Affair to Remember (1957)

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MAN: (SINGING)

Our love affair

Is a wondrous thing

That we'll rejoice

In remembering

Our love was born

With our first embrace

And a page was torn

Out of time and space

Our love affair

May it always be

A flame to burn

Through eternity

So take my hand

With a fervent prayer

That we may live

And we may share

A love affair

To remember

And so, while the New

York Stock Exchange

showed signs

of restlessness,

there was little or no uneasiness

on the part of optimists.

Here's good news

for you bachelors.

Competition

for pretty girls

will definitely

be easier

now that Nickie Ferrante,

the big dame hunter,

is going out

of circulation.

Yes, it'll be wedding bells

for him at long last.

Mr. Ferrante is

sailing today from Europe

and Miss Lois Clark

will be waiting for him

at the gangplank

in New York.

Lois and her lovely 600

million bucks. What a deal!

Not only all that lettuce,

but a beautiful tomato, too.

Wow.

(MAN SPEAKING IN ITALIAN)

(CONTINUES IN ITALIAN)

(EXCLAIMING IN ITALIAN)

(BIG BEN CHIMING)

Mmm. Here's rather

a choice little tidbit,

Nickie Ferrante sails tonight

to enter into matrimony

with one of America's

industrial nobility.

Rock and gravel,

I believe.

It's a Miss Lois...

Clark.

Yes.

Well...

Well, there you have it.

Signor Ferrante?

No, no.

Signor Ferrante?

Is he on board?

Yes. Signor Ferrante!

Signor Ferrante.

Signor Ferrante.

Signor Ferrante?

Boy, here I am.

Are you

Signor Ferrante?

I have a telephone call

for you from Paris.

Mr. Ferrante, would you autograph

this... (WOMEN CLAMORING)

That's very kind, but I'm

wanted on the telephone.

Thank you.

Hello?

Yes, this is Ferrante.

Who's calling?

Oh, put her on.

You beast.

Hello, Gabriella.

(IN MOCKING TONE) "Hello,

Gabriella." Don't you talk to me.

"Don't talk..." then

why did you call me?

How could you speak of love

to me, say the things you did?

And you,

about to be married!

You remember

what you whispered

when I gave you

the cigarette case?

Well, of course, dear.

I said... I said...

Hello! Hello! Can you

hear me, Gabriella?

I believe

we're disconnected.

We are not

disconnected!

Operator! Operator!

Oh, this is a shame.

Operator!

Hypocrite!

I have in my hand a knife

and I wish it were

in your back.

(WINCES)

(GABRIELLA UTTERING

EPITHETS IN FRENCH)

Mmm.

Well! Mr. Ferrante. My

name's Hathaway, Ned Hathaway.

Really?

Welcome aboard.

I was wondering

if you'd care to join

my wife, my sister and me

in a game of bridge.

Oh, I'm sorry, Mr.

Hathaway, but I cheat.

It's an addiction.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

I beg your pardon. I think

you have my cigarette case.

I might as well confess.

I am a jewel thief.

I don't believe it.

I was returning it to the

purser. I found it in the... Ah.

Just a moment. How do I know it's yours?

(CLEARS THROAT) Well, there's an

inscription to me on the inside.

Oh.

"To Nicolo."

Oh.

Don't tell me

you're the famous...

Oh, I have read so much about

you in Life and Look and...

Possibly Good Housekeeping?

Now, may I have my case?

No, no.

Just a moment.

Hmm.

Whew!

This is frightfully

intimate.

I know just enough French

to be embarrassed.

Could you

refine it a little

and tell me in effect

what it says?

Well, in effect,

it says,

(CLEARS THROAT)

"In memory of three unforgettable

nights aboard La Gabriella,"

which is her yacht.

Oh.

I guess that's you,

all right.

(CHUCKLES)

Tell me, did you write the

song, "I'll Never Smile Again?"

(CHUCKLING) No.

But I'm thinking of writing one

called "Moon Over La Gabriella."

Do you think it will ever take

the place of night baseball?

Please, wait.

I'm in trouble,

serious trouble.

Well, I could've

told you.

Playing around yachts.

The poor thing.

I must talk

with someone.

Well, I'm not very good

at that sort of thing.

I talk a lot.

I've tried to break

myself of the habit, but...

But you have

such an honest face.

I have?

I can trust you,

can't I?

Yes, I suppose so.

Good.

Come with me.

Yes, but the captain

has an honest face, too.

Why can't you tell

him your troubles?

Shall we go to your cabin, or to mine?

Ah, no, mine.

But mine is

just around the...

Mine is here.

It's not that

I'm prudish,

but my mother told me never to enter

a man's room in months ending in "R."

She did?

Ah.

Oh, well, your mother's not only

beautiful, she's clever, too.

What is your name?

Terry McKay.

Terry McKay and

I'm traveling alone.

Was that, by any chance,

what was troubling you?

Yes.

May I?

You may.

Thank you.

Um... I think you can

leave it here.

Oh, you know, this couldn't

be nicer. You saved my life.

I was bored to death.

I hadn't seen one attractive

woman on this ship since we left.

Now, isn't that terrible?

I was alarmed.

I said to myself, "Don't

beautiful women travel anymore?"

And then I saw you,

and I was saved, I hope.

Tell me, have you been getting

results with a line like that?

Or would I

be surprised?

If you were surprised,

I'd be surprised.

That sounds

like a nasty crack.

I could make a few,

too, if I wanted to.

I'm sure you could.

I know I can.

That's what I said. All

right. I think I will.

I'm listening.

Does your fiance know

the lady of the yacht...

Gabriella?

Gabriella.

Why certainly.

She's her best friend.

(CHUCKLES)

Chummy little group.

(SIGHS)

(CLEARS THROAT) You know, this

ship is going much too fast.

We ought to take

advantage of every moment.

Don't you think that life

should be g*y and bright

and bubbly

like champagne?

I like pink champagne.

Yes, that's the kind

I mean, pink champagne.

Is there any reason

why from now on

this trip shouldn't

be pink champagne?

Mmm-hmm.

What?

Oh, dear.

(CLEARS THROAT)

He wouldn't like it?

No.

Husband?

No.

He still wouldn't like it? No.

Why isn't he

traveling with you?

Because he had to go to

Texas on a big merger.

Ah.

He thought it'd

be a good idea

if I took a little trip while

he consummated this big deal

because I have no

head for business.

It's beyond me how the more

money a corporation loses,

the more money

it makes,

because of the carryovers

with the write-offs.

The big secret

seems to be

to merge

a sick corporation

with a big,

fat, healthy one

and then everybody

gets well.

Silly, isn't it?

He doesn't think

I'm dumb,

but he doesn't think I'm very

bright about things like that.

Well, it isn't

necessary, is it?

Thank you.

That's all right.

Well, so he trusts you?

Implicitly.

No mistakes,

no errors,

no tiny little slips?

Five faithful years.

Ah.

Sounds awful, doesn't it, but it's true.

Yes.

Well, there you are.

(CHUCKLING)

Cigarette?

No, thank you.

Oh, I don't...

You could light it from that

inscription, couldn't you?

Oh. Oh, I like that. I

must stay tuned into you.

Yes. He's a very

lucky fellow.

Must be

a remarkable man.

Well, you can imagine

how attractive he is

when I can resist so

charming a person as...

Yes. Yes.

I understand.

Well, it was nice,

wasn't it?

(CLEARS THROAT)

Oh, well.

Well, there's still deck

tennis, shuffleboard, bingo.

Well, don't tell me

you're embarrassed.

Yes. Yes, as a matter

of fact, I am.

Oh, I am sorry.

It's all right.

Don't apologize.

I do hope it won't

affect your ego because...

No, please. Please, don't

think anything of it.

I'll just take

my ego for a walk.

Unless, of course,

you'd care to...

Have dinner with you? Mmm.

I'd love to.

Here comes

my friend Ferrante now.

Oh, Mr. Ferrante, I'd like to have

you meet my sister, Miss Hathaway

and my wife,

Mrs. Hathaway...

(LAUGHS)

And when

you were little,

what did your nurse

read to you at bedtime?

Let me see...

The Memoirs

of Casanova?

Every night, and then

we'd turn out the light.

"We"?

I was only so big.

You must've had

a happy childhood.

Ah, yes.

And women?

Oh, women.

You've known quite a few, haven't you?

I don't know.

Or perhaps "few"

is the wrong word.

Let's say

it's not precise.

I beg your pardon,

Signor Ferrante.

Would you like me to reserve

this table for you every night?

Why not?

Thank you.

Now, where were we?

And I suppose they've all

been madly in love with you?

I doubt it.

But you haven't had

much respect for them.

On the contrary...

Still, you've always been

very fair in your judgments.

Yes. I've been more than

fair. I idealize them.

Every woman I meet,

I put up there.

Of course,

the longer I know her

and the better

I know her...

It's hard to keep them

up there, isn't it?

Yes, isn't it?

Pretty soon,

the pedestal wobbles

and then topples.

C'est la vie,

et cetera.

Come on.

Let's talk about you.

(CHUCKLES)

No, not tonight.

We'll talk about me

some other time.

We've nothing planned

for tomorrow.

Oh, I have.

Oh, no.

We'll talk about me

tomorrow.

(CHUCKLES)

It turned out

beautifully, didn't it?

It's really warm.

Thank you.

Now, where were we?

You were going to tell me

where you were born.

That's right. Well... Mr. Ferrante?

Cablegram.

Thank you.

Excuse me,

Miss McKay.

Miss McKay?

Yes?

Oh, I have one

for you, too.

Oh.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Excuse me,

Mr. Ferrante.

From him?

From her?

Mmm-hmm.

Mmm-hmm.

Well, where were we?

Well, I was about to

tell you where I was born

and I was born

in Boston.

I can hardly wait

for you to grow up.

Yes. Well, be patient.

I grew up quickly.

(CHUCKLING) Then I went to New York

and got a job

singing in a nightclub

from 10:00 to 3:00

in the morning

and the manager

used to chase me

around the office

until about 4:00

and then... (WHISTLES)

I went home.

Did he ever...

Oh, no, no.

No, no.

No.

Well, then one evening,

he came along.

This is the fellow.

Mmm-hmm.

And he said,

"You don't belong in

a place like this."

Really?

Mmm-hmm.

And I said,

"I don't?"

(LAUGHS)

And well, then...

Mmm?

What?

What "what?"

I don't know, I thought

you said something.

No, I didn't say

anything. Oh, I'm sorry.

But you're right,

you know?

He said I belonged in a

penthouse on Park Avenue

with a breathtaking view

of the East River.

An ideal place for you

to improve yourself.

Yes.

So, I studied hard.

Singing? And...

And music and art

and literature.

Mmm.

So that one day you'd make

a perfectly charming wife.

Yes, that was

the general idea.

Anything wrong

with that?

No, no, there's

nothing wrong with it.

That's what I thought.

Well, that sort of

brings us up-to-date.

Now my life

is an open book.

That's only one page.

Well, that's

the only page.

(BELL RINGING)

I beg your pardon.

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

No, no. Bad, bad.

Wait a minute.

That's a very interesting

camera. May I see that?

Oh, yes.

It's new, isn't it?

Thank you.

Oh, please!

Please, stop!

That's unfortunate,

isn't it?

That was not

very nice.

You shouldn't

have done that.

I know.

You know,

it's obviously no good,

either of us

being seen together.

Right or wrong,

people will talk

and so I guess it had

better be good-bye.

That seems a pity.

Good-bye.

Well, what's the matter?

Are you afraid?

Of you?

Yeah.

No.

Well, you know, we have several

days to go on this voyage

and I can't

stand monotony.

Well, you can always take

long walks in the sunshine.

What'll I do

if it rains?

(LAUGHS)

No. No, it's no good.

You mean, it's particularly

no good for you.

Yes.

Being seen with you

is news

and I don't want to get my picture

in the papers. (SHUTTER CLICKS)

So, I'll go my way

and you'll go yours.

Help! Help!

Oh!

Oh, here, let me...

Oh, my Lord,

he's heavy.

What's the matter?

Are you in trouble?

Yes. Give me a hand.

He's a bit heavy.

Come on, chum.

I've got him.

That's right.

No, let it go.

Try it the other

way around, Dad.

Oh, thank you. That's...

You're a great help.

Well, how'd you

come to do that?

I got...

I got tangled up.

Mmm-hmm.

Couldn't get down, huh?

Mmm-hmm.

(LAUGHS)

(BOTH GIGGLING) Oh,

you're quite a fella.

You're quite

a fella yourself.

Yes? Why?

Everybody on the ship's

talking about ya.

No kidding?

What are they saying?

I don't know

on account of every time

they start talking about ya,

they make me

leave the room.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

I don't get it.

You take over.

Mmm.

You know, you want

to watch it, chum.

You might

hurt yourself.

When I was little like you,

I fell and broke my leg.

How is it now?

It's all right,

I guess.

Well, what are

ya crabbing about?

I'm not cra...

I'm sorry.

Champagne c*ck, please. Yes, sir.

Have you

any cigarettes?

The smoke room

steward, sir.

Thank you.

This way.

Have you got pink champagne? Of course.

Let me try it.

Good evening. Good

evening, mademoiselle.

Could I have a champagne

c*ck, please?

Yes, mademoiselle.

Do you have

pink champagne?

Of course.

Thank you.

(CORK POPS)

Hello.

Hello.

I changed my table

to a table for one.

So did I.

Now, isn't that a shame

after that

delightful dinner

we had together

last night?

And do you

speak Gaelic?

Fluently.

How do you say,

"Let's get out of here?"

Hmm.

(LAUGHING)

Well, well, well!

(WHISPERING)

Well.

(DINERS CHATTERING)

(DINERS LAUGHING)

(LAUGHTER CONTINUES)

(LAUGHTER INCREASES)

Oh, well, well.

That's good, isn't it? (SIGHS)

This is what's known

as fooling the world.

Hmm? What did you say?

(WHISPERING) I said, this is

what's known as fooling the world.

I can't hear

what you said.

What are you saying?

(DINERS LAUGHING)

Oh, who do you think

you're hiding from?

Everybody's

staring at us.

This is awful.

I'm going to leave. No,

no. Let me. Don't worry.

(DINERS LAUGHING)

That made it worse.

Sit down!

Will you sit down?

You forgot...

Pardon me, sir.

That's the lady's purse.

Yes. I was just...

No, no. Wait a minute. The last one...

(LAUGHTER CONTINUES)

(BELL RINGING)

(SIGHS)

(GRUNTS)

Oh!

What...

(LAUGHING)

Oh!

Oh, my, it's a small pool, isn't it?

Now, don't change

the subject.

You've got

my cigarette case.

Well, not on me.

(SHIP HORN BLOWS)

We've got a five-hour

stopover here.

We're coming

into Villefranche.

Yes, you going ashore?

Yes, I'm calling

on a lady.

Ah. In every port, huh?

This happens to

be my grandmother.

Well, don't you

believe me?

Mmm, no.

Would you like

to meet her?

Yes, I'd like to

meet your grandmother.

Well, you've got a date.

Surprised?

All right.

Is this a present for your

little old grandmother?

Yes. Yes, it is.

Uh-huh.

Isn't it beautiful down there? Huh?

I said, isn't it

beautiful down there? Yes.

But do you want to

hear an old joke?

What?

If it's so beautiful

down there, why did...

You bring me up here?

That's an old joke, all right. Mmm-hmm.

You're quite sure your

grandmother isn't an old joke?

Oh, I do wish

you'd trust me.

(BELL TOLLING)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(SIGHS)

Oh!

What a divine place.

(CHUCKLES)

It's perfect!

I'm beginning to think

you have a grandmother.

Oh, that's surprising.

I'll try to find her

and prove it.

Janou!

Janou!

Janou?

Janou?

She's not there.

Look.

She must be

in the chapel.

Ah, Fidel!

(LAUGHING)

How are you, fella? Yes,

yes, yes. How are you, boy?

(SIGHS) What is it

about this place?

There's something about it

that makes you want to whisper.

It's so peaceful here.

It's like another world.

Mmm-hmm.

Well, it is.

It's my grandmother's

world.

Do tell me more

about her.

My grandfather was

in the diplomatic service.

They traveled

all over the world

and when he retired,

they came here to live.

He's buried there

behind the chapel.

She stayed on

to be near him.

She must be waiting, I

think a little impatiently,

for the day

she would join him.

Oh, Nicolo!

(LAUGHING)

(KISSING)

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

(LAUGHING) Oh!

Oh, Nicolo!

(BOTH SPEAKING FRENCH)

(BOTH LAUGHING)

(CONTINUES SPEAKING FRENCH)

Oh, Nicolo!

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

Darling,

this is Terry McKay.

How do you do?

How do you do?

Janou thought you were the

girl I'm going to marry.

Oh.

(LAUGHS)

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

Oh, pardon moi. I was only

saying I like you very much.

Oh, thank you.

I'm glad.

Well, if you will excuse

me, I must sit down.

I am longer at

my prayers nowadays.

Oh, my knees!

(CHUCKLES)

They're as old

as I am.

Oh, you have the most

beautiful place here.

Thank you.

I think I could

stay here forever.

Oh, no, no, no. You are

too young for that, my dear.

It is a good place

to sit and remember,

but you have still

to create your memories.

And the chapel

seems so charming.

Oh, would you like

to go in?

Oh, may I?

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

Oh, thank you.

Oh, Nicolo!

(BOTH LAUGHING)

And you, Nicolo,

how long is it since you

have been in a chapel, huh?

Oh, well, I...

Not since you were

an altar boy, huh?

No.

Go in.

It won't hurt you.

All right.

I will prepare the tea.

Let me help you.

No, no, no, no.

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

(BOTH SINGING IN FRENCH)

Marius.

Oui, madame.

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

Oh! Monsieur Nicholas!

Oh. Ah!

Marius!

(BOTH SPEAKING FRENCH)

This is Marie.

Well, hello!

(BOTH SPEAKING FRENCH)

This is my friend

Marius.

Oh, madame.

Hello.

Marius has had three

children since I last saw him.

Marius says,

"France needs men."

So he has

seven daughters.

(ALL LAUGHING)

Come to see

the rest of my family.

Yes, go along.

Sure?

I should like a little

tte--tte with Miss McKay.

Oh, Janou,

please be kind.

I won't betray you.

Can I help you?

Oh, thank you,

my dear.

I am glad you are not like

so many young people nowadays,

above a little

housework.

There were 10 of us

in our family.

We all had to

do our share,

or go to bed

without supper.

Oh, what

a magnificent room!

Oh, yes.

My husband was

a great collector.

He loved

beautiful things.

(CHUCKLING) Me, too.

I should have a housekeeper,

but I have outlived two

and I'm too old to start

breaking in another one.

Besides, I don't mind telling you,

I had planned only

to live till I was 80.

Now I am 82.

Well, if I'm not

going to die,

I must start saving

money for my old age.

You're very wise.

Ah!

You like it?

Mmm, yes.

It's charming.

Who...

"Ferrante"?

Nicolo!

Nickie?

Yes. He did that

a long time ago.

Oh, but it's very good.

He is very talented.

Oh, forgive me. You see,

I had no means of knowing.

Unfortunately,

he is also very critical.

The artist in him

would create,

the critic

would destroy.

As a result,

he has done nothing since.

What a pity.

Mmm.

Besides, he's been too busy,

living, as they call it.

Mmm-hmm.

May I?

Oh, thank you,

my dear.

There.

(COUGHING)

It has been such a tremendous

excitement for me, this visit.

I am trying

to appear calm.

Don't you think

I do pretty well?

You do wonderfully well.

Here we are.

Thank you.

I love Nicolo so much.

When he was

a small boy,

he charmed us all

with his piano playing.

Then he studied painting.

And the worst of it is

he's so good at everything.

A jack-of-all-talents.

Everything comes

too easily to him.

He's always attracted by

the art he isn't practicing.

The place he hasn't been,

the girl he hasn't met.

Perhaps I shouldn't

have met him.

No, my dear.

You are different.

I don't mind

confessing to you,

I have been worried

about him.

Sometimes I'm frightened.

Why?

That life will present

a bill to Nicolo one day

and he will find

it hard to pay.

But when I see you

with him, I feel better.

Me? You do?

Yes. You.

(CHUCKLES)

Well, I wish I could

share your confidence.

You will have it

when you need it.

That is your character.

Oh, there is nothing

wrong with Nicolo

that a good woman

couldn't make right.

Mmm.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

Well, I saw Marius' entire

family. Seven daughters.

I congratulated him and had

a nice talk with his wife.

You should have had a nice talk

with him. And don't sit on my hat.

Tell me, what have you

two been talking about?

Hmm.

Oh, you'd be surprised.

I'll bet I would.

And I'll bet that Janou

did all the talking.

Mmm-hmm.

She's been telling me that

when you were a little boy

and didn't get

your own way,

you'd lie on the floor and

kick and get red in the face.

Really?

You should've

winked the other eye.

Oh.

And what did you say?

I said you didn't

do that anymore.

No!

No.

Now when you don't

get your own way,

you just

get embarrassed.

(CHUCKLES)

Want some tea?

Remind me not to explain

that to you later.

Yes, I want some tea.

Janou, I have

a gift for you.

JANOU: Oh!

Come and see it.

I am too old

for gifts.

No one's too old

for gifts.

You shouldn't spend

your money so recklessly.

It didn't cost much.

Let me help you.

Oh, Nicolo.

How did you do it?

I did it from memory.

Thank you.

It is Andre,

my husband.

It's so real,

so like him.

What a remarkable face.

Did you do that

from memory?

Yes.

Do you like it?

Oh, it's wonderful.

I painted that

a long time ago,

but I hesitated

about giving it to you.

I told you

he has talent.

Mmm-hmm.

(JANOU LAUGHING)

Well, now, for you.

For me? Thank you.

For you.

Thank you.

For me.

Well, now...

I should like to propose a little toast.

I don't quite know

how to phrase it.

Well, would it have something

to do with his happy marriage?

JANOU: Mmm.

Shall we say,

may your voyage home

be a pleasant one.

Thank you.

(CLEARS THROAT)

(SHIP HORN BLOWING)

Well, now, I'm afraid

we must be leaving soon.

(CHUCKLES)

It has been

a good day.

Now, before we go, you

must play the piano for us.

(LAUGHING) Oh, no, Nicolo. Come along.

No, no, no.

Please do.

Look at my hands.

No excuses.

Come along.

Come on.

Oh. (CHUCKLES)

Janou was

a concert pianist.

Was.

Remember,

I was asked to do this.

(PLAYING

AN AFFAIR TO REMEMBER)

(TRILLS KEYS)

(TRILLS KEYS)

(HUMMING MELODY)

(TERRY CONTINUES HUMMING)

(SINGING AN AFFAIR TO REMEMBER

IN FRENCH)

(SHIP HORN BLOWING)

(TERRY CONTINUES SINGING)

(SHIP HORN CONTINUES BLOWING)

(STOPS PLAYING PIANO)

(TERRY STOPS SINGING)

I don't like

boat whistles.

(CHUCKLES)

Don't you think you should

put this around your shoulders?

Thank you,

my dear.

It's lovely,

isn't it?

You like it?

Yes, I do.

One day,

I will send it to you.

Oh, no.

I would like to.

This is as far

as I go.

This is the boundary

of my small world.

Hmm.

(SIGHS)

It's a perfect world.

Thank you for

letting me trespass.

Good-bye.

Bless you.

Well, au revoir,

dear Janou.

I'll come back to see you

very soon and I'll write often.

Please do.

I will.

Oh! Happy thoughts,

darling.

Adieu, mon petit.

(CHUCKLES)

Good-bye.

Good-bye.

(SHIP HORN BLOWS)

I've been looking

everywhere for you.

I called your cabin...

You've been crying.

Mmm-hmm.

Beauty does that to me.

Nickie, I want to

thank you for the...

The loveliest and the most

memorable day I've ever known.

You were very sweet

to my little grandmother.

I'm going to

write to her.

That'll be nice.

Let's walk, hmm?

(SNIFFLES)

No more tears.

I told you that's what

beauty does to me.

We're heading into

a rough sea, Nickie.

I know.

We changed

our course today.

Mmm-hmm.

Shall I see you

to your cabin?

I don't think so.

Good night.

Good night.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Just a moment.

Terry...

Oh!

Why did you come here?

You know it's dangerous.

Darling, we've got

a lot to talk about.

I am aware of that,

but to be seen together

could be disastrous

for us both.

I know, but we have

some fast thinking to do.

We've created

a problem.

Yes, I know.

So let's not

complicate it any more.

Being a woman, I'm

naturally more cautious

and I can think more clearly

when you're not around.

So you go think in your

room and I'll think in mine.

All right.

While we miss

each other.

Oh, that was very sweet,

what you just said.

(SIGHS)

(IN IRISH ACCENT) Top

of the mornin' to you.

And the rest of

the day to you.

No, listen. What?

No, no.

Keep moving.

Oh, dear.

Wait a minute.

Don't go away.

Now, have you come

to any conclusions yet?

No, keep moving.

Oh, dear.

I miss you.

I miss you, too.

Why don't you

telephone more often?

I'll try,

but you know...

Were you going

to say something?

No, I wasn't going to say anything. Oh.

Listen. Couldn't we

at least eat together,

you know, in your room or my room?

The news would be all around the

ship before we'd had our salad.

I know.

The crew talks, too,

you know.

Do go around the other way.

You're making me dizzy.

Yeah, be better for me

also, I can tell you that.

Oh, wait a minute.

Darling...

Listen, darling, I...

That's odd.

(NERVOUS CHUCKLE)

Well...

Good evening, sir.

Good evening.

Is Miss McKay dining?

Yes, sir. Would you care to join her?

No, I think she prefers

to dine alone.

She's almost finished, sir. Yes.

Whew.

Order the bouillabaisse.

It's superb.

(BOTH SPEAKING FRENCH)

Shut up.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Come in.

Hello there.

Oh, hello,

Mr. Hathaway.

Miss McKay,

where's Ferrante?

Ferra...

Well, how should I know?

Oh, come now. A little bird

told me he might be in here.

Oh, really,

Mr. Hathaway.

Don't you think you're being

a little rude and presumptuous?

I haven't seen

Mr. Ferrante since...

Hello, Terry.

(EXCLAIMS)

It occurred to me you

might like this book.

Yeah.

I've read it.

I haven't seen you

for days.

I thought you must have

got off somewhere.

Why, no. We haven't

docked anywhere.

(LAUGHING)

Well, in case I don't see you

again, Miss McKay, happy landing.

Thank you, Mr. Ferrante, and don't

think it hasn't been absolute...

Now, slow down.

I'm wondering if you two

would do me a big favor.

What's that?

Would you be so kind

as to autograph these?

My wife and my sister and I

each bought a different one.

You bought them?

From whom?

Why, the ship's

photographer.

He has a big display up

on the promenade deck.

He's doing

a wholesale business.

Well, I'll tell you,

Mr. Hathaway,

we'll have to

think about it.

Now, where could

I find you?

Well, I'll either be

in the c*ck lounge,

or, of course,

the dining room.

Yes, of course.

(LAUGHING)

(MOCK LAUGHTER)

Well...

Oh!

FERRANTE: Oh, I don't mind

that one. That's pretty good.

TERRY:

Oh, do be serious!

This is dreadful!

And after all the pains

we took deceiving everybody.

I'm particularly sorry for you. (SIGHS)

You know, I'm not as

sorry as I thought I'd be.

(CHUCKLES)

It was rather silly, hiding

like fugitives, wasn't it?

Yes. Yes, I know.

So, to coin a new clich,

shall we join the others?

Well, all right.

Well, why not?

What have we got

to lose?

The last night. Let's

make the most of it.

Good.

(BAND PLAYING

YOU MAKE IT EASY TO BE TRUE)

Hi, Hathaway.

(LAUGHING) Hey! Do me another

favor. Let's swap partners.

It's the last night out,

you know? Everybody does it.

They do? How nice.

In your case,

we'll make an exception.

(BAND SINGING)

I don't get that guy.

BOTH: (SINGING)

Day by day I'm growing fonder

Of those

tender things you do

Oh, nice crossing.

Hello.

Let's get some air.

Yeah, come on. I'll show you the rudder.

Where is it?

Aft.

Got to get my coat.

Careful.

ALL: (SINGING)

May sometimes try to lure me

(HUMMING MELODY)

(BOTH CHUCKLING)

(SINGING) Can't you think of

something spiteful

Something mean

that you could do

Must you be

so darn delightful

BOTH: You make it easy

to be true

(LAUGHS)

Oh.

Why can't we go on

doing this forever, huh?

I had a talk with the

captain. It won't work.

It won't?

No.

He said he can't

turn the ship around.

Quite nice about it,

but he said

that most of the people

want to get home.

Isn't that silly?

Mmm-hmm.

Well, I can understand

his problem.

Cruising around in the ocean

with just the two of us.

(LAUGHING)

(BOTH HUMMING)

(SINGING) You make it easy

to be true

(BAND PLAYING

AULD LANG SYNE)

ALL: (SINGING) Be forgot

And never brought

to mind

Should old acquaintance

be forgot

And days

of old lang syne

If you say, "A penny for your

thoughts," I'll jump overboard.

Well...

Tomorrow morning,

New York.

Yes.

Will he be waiting?

Will she?

Mmm-hmm.

Oh, yes.

What makes life

so difficult?

People?

Tsk.

(BOTH SIGHING)

Are you in love

with him?

I'm not now.

Mmm.

You know, I've never done a

day's work in my whole life.

In my whole life,

I've never...

I know. I've been

thinking about that.

Hmm? What'd you say?

I didn't say anything.

Yes, yes, you did.

What?

You said I was very fond

of expensive things.

Furs and diamonds

and stuff like that.

Did I say that?

Mmm-hmm.

Pink champagne.

That's the kind of life

we've both been used to.

It might be

a little difficult to...

Do you like beer?

Mmm, mmm.

Different.

Mmm-hmm.

My father drank beer

in the morning.

He was a beer drinker?

Mmm-hmm.

Hmm.

Later in the day,

he drank anything.

(SIGHS)

Oh, winter must be cold for

those with no warm memories.

We've already

missed the spring.

Yes. Well, this is

probably my last chance.

Mine, too.

It's now or never.

Hmm. "Never" is

a frightening word.

We'd be fools to let

happiness pass us by.

Mmm-hmm.

And just because

you haven't...

I haven't worked doesn't

mean to say I couldn't, huh?

No, of course not.

Suppose, I...

It would take some time, say,

six months, to find out if...

If? If what?

Well, just suppose.

Now, be realistic.

All right.

If I worked hard enough and

long enough, say, for six months,

where would you be?

What are you trying

to say, Nickie?

Well, I just want to be (VOICE CRACKING)

worthy of asking you to marry me.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Oh.

Nickie, that's just

about the nicest...

Your voice cracked.

Oh, well,

that's because I...

Yes, I know. I know.

I'm going to

turn in now.

Do some more

rolling and tossing

and thinking about it.

Let me tell you

in the morning, hmm?

(SIGHS)

It's going to

be a long night.

Mmm-hmm.

For me, too.

Marriage is a very serious

step for a girl like me.

Yes, I know.

Do you like children?

Yes. Yes, I do.

Nickie.

Oh, I was so worried.

I didn't even have

time to get dressed.

I didn't get to

sleep until 5:00.

I didn't sleep at all.

Oh.

Now, listen carefully. Yes.

If everything goes right, and I

mean for both of us, in six months...

Here. I started

to write it out.

Should I read it now?

Mmm-hmm.

All right.

"Darling," that's me?

Mmm-hmm.

"You have a date, my

beloved, July 1 at 5:00."

But you don't

say where.

You name the place

and I'll obey.

I don't know.

I can't think.

How about the top of

the Empire State Building?

Oh, yes,

that's perfect.

It's the nearest thing to

heaven we have in New York.

The 102nd floor, and don't

forget to take the elevator.

(CHUCKLES)

No, I won't.

Darling, if things

don't work out...

Don't talk like that.

I'm not listening.

But just in case

one of us is...

We'll both be there.

Hold the thought.

Hold the thought.

Take care.

Take care.

(SHIP HORN BLOWS)

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

Hmm.

(LAUGHS)

(SHIP HORN BLOWS)

Nickie darling! Oh!

(CHUCKLING)

Oh, Nickie.

Well, I'm so glad to

see you. How've you been?

I'm so glad to see you.

Did you have a good trip?

Not too bad. A little rough

in spots, but very pleasant.

PHOTOGRAPHER: Hold it

for a picture.

That's fine.

Thank you.

Did you get

to see Pinky?

May I have one,

too, please?

Yes, how's this?

Thank you.

No, I think he's on

his way to Tangier.

May I have

another one, please?

He's always going

off someplace. Yes.

That's fine. Thank you.

Another one, please.

Excuse me. I have an

important appointment.

Excuse me. Thank you so much. May I?

Terry darling.

Hello, darling.

It's been so long.

Oh, it's wonderful

to have you back.

It's wonderful

to be back, Ken.

Darling,

the car's around here.

What's the matter?

Shall we get going?

Yes, let's.

Shall we?

The car's right out here. Good.

FERRANTE: Darling, there's

something I must discuss with you.

It's been on my mind,

so let's go in here

where we can be

alone and quiet...

What in the world

is all this?

Didn't I mention it?

What?

Dear, the TV people

have been after me

for an interview,

so I finally said yes

if they give

a big donation

to my favorite charity,

and they did.

You don't mind, do you,

darling? It's for a good cause.

I wish you'd

let me know.

Oh, listen,

I know you.

If I'd told you, I'd never

have got you off the ship.

Camera one,

take close-ups.

Oh, Nickie, dear, this is Mr.

Lewis who's going to interview us.

Mr. Fulton Q. Lewis.

Robert.

Robert Fulton,

how do you do?

No, Robert Q. Lewis,

but everybody does that.

Please, look,

you're a little late,

and we've got

to go on the air.

Would you mind coming over

here, Miss Clark, please?

Just sit yourselves

right down here.

I'm going to ask a few

questions, then we're going to...

What about his face?

Shiny. Look, Harry.

Would you mind a little

makeup? Harry, just blot it.

I'm sorry, darling.

It'll be over with soon.

I hope so.

Oh, incidentally, that

white shirt, how about that?

Glares.

You don't happen to

have a blue shirt?

No, not with me.

Well, yes. Well, look,

don't worry. We'll manage.

Let me explain

what I'm going to do.

I'd like to ask a few

questions about how you met...

Just a few.

I will.

Just how you met, what your

plans are and things like that.

You make yourselves

comfortable. Thank you.

MAN: Five seconds,

Mr. Lewis.

Right.

Now, then, one thing,

watch the camera.

When the red light

is on, you're on.

Yeah? Well, it's on.

Oh, hello there, and welcome to

another House to House program,

brought to you by the

Benton Baby Food Company.

Remember, Benton's

builds better babies.

Today, our cameras are placed

in the home of Miss Lois Clark,

heiress to one of

America's greatest fortunes.

In just a moment,

we'll meet Miss Clark

and her fianc,

Mr. Nickie Ferrante

and talk to them about their

wonderful true-to-life romance

which has gotten headlines in

papers all over the country.

A romance which has captured the

imagination of the whole world.

But first...

Do you think

they're in love?

I wouldn't know,

Gladys.

I can't wait to see

that Nickie Ferrante.

I don't know what the

$64 million question was,

but he's certainly

got the answer.

(DOOR OPENS)

Point k*ller.

Terry, darling.

WOMAN SINGING ON TV:

So buy Baby Soft

Buy Baby Soft

Hmm.

Remind me to

ask you later

why your kisses don't

seem quite the same.

Maybe you're just out

of practice, I hope.

Yum, yum

We don't need that

darn thing on, do we?

Buy Baby Benton's

Better Baby Food

It's got more zip...

(TURNS OFF TV)

I see you haven't

changed yet.

I thought I gave

you plenty of time

to get into

something more...

Well, Ken, we have

so much to talk about

and I can just think

better in this outfit.

You know, darling, I hoped

the trip would be good for you,

but I'm afraid you

don't look so well.

What's the matter?

Was it a rough crossing?

(STAMMERING)

Yes, yes.

Yes, it was a little.

Oh.

You know, Ken, that program

might have been amusing.

Lois Clark and Nickie

Ferrante were about to come on.

(CHUCKLES)

I'm only interested in you, dear,

but if it'll entertain you...

Mmm-hmm.

Yes, it will.

Okay.

(TURNS ON TV)

Say, Mr. Ferrante,

you must have had

some wonderful

experiences in Europe.

Yes.

Well, would you care

to expand that statement?

No.

(LAUGHS)

Oh.

There are

so many questions...

Oh, I forgot Ferrante was on the

same boat with you, wasn't he?

Yes, he was.

Did you meet him?

Mmm-hmm.

Was he charming?

Mmm-hmm.

LOIS: Well, I'm sure

Nickie has all...

Fascinating?

LEWIS: Well, good...

Mmm-hmm.

LEWIS: Well, you know,

financial difficulties...

Irresistible?

...often cause the breakup of marriages.

Oh, I'm sorry.

That wasn't like me.

I withdraw that remark.

LOIS: That won't be one of our

difficulties. (LEWIS LAUGHS)

Well, tell me,

Mr. Ferrante,

is this your first experience

with connubial bliss?

Would you mind

rephrasing the question?

LOIS: (LAUGHING)

Darling! Darling!

He means is this your first

experience with marriage?

Oh, that's what

he meant. Yes.

Good. Do you intend to

support your wife in the

manner to which...

Yes.

(LAUGHING)

That's very funny.

LOIS: Doing what?

Well, I'm going to

begin to paint again.

That's how I intend

to support my wife.

LEWIS: Oh, well...

That's certainly going to

take an awful lot of paint.

(LAUGHS)

I mean, you already have a

house full of masterpieces.

Yes, we have and I didn't

realize that you were going to...

I'm still going

to paint.

Oh, really?

Well, I mean, I just thought

you'd given all that up.

I know,

but I shouldn't have.

Well, I'm sure Nickie

has all kinds of plans.

Yes, I have.

Well, good. When are

you going to be married?

We're going to be

married as soon as we...

Just a moment, dear.

In six months.

Six months.

I'll bet she never

gets him to the altar.

Six months.

Well, good.

Thank you so much,

Miss Clark,

and you, too,

Mr. Ferrante.

Well, folks, that winds up our

interview with this charming couple.

Terry?

Mmm-hmm.

(AD PLAYING ON TV)

I'd like to ask

that question again.

Did you find

Ferrante irresistible?

Oh, Ken,

I'm sorry.

(TURNS OFF TV)

You don't plan these

things. They just happen!

(SOBBING)

Darling, it just

doesn't make sense.

I know.

I know it doesn't.

You've got to

be realistic.

About love?

But you know what

everyone says about him.

Yes, I know,

I know, I know.

What are you

going to do?

Oh, I don't know, Ken.

I think I'll...

I think I'll go back

to Boston

and try and get a job

or something

in singing again

until he can...

Until he what?

Darling, he'll never

be able to support you.

Oh, Terry, listen to me.

I want to marry you.

I know I should have

asked you a long time ago.

It's my fault, but it's

not too late, is it?

It can't be too late.

Terry, look at me.

Can't you see

I'm in love?

Mmm-hmm.

So am I.

Well, do you think

you can sell it?

Of course, I'll try.

You did this

without a model?

Yeah,

I couldn't afford one.

What is it? Something

wrong with my memory?

It's getting

a trifle dim.

No.

And this?

I painted that from

memory. That was my lunch.

(LAUGHS)

You know,

it's a woman.

Yes.

You mean, you wouldn't

care to be seen with her?

I doubt it.

You know, Nickie, if you

would let me tell people,

by people I mean women,

who painted this,

I could sell it

and plenty more.

No, no, no.

The old Ferrante is dead.

But signing "Rossi"

don't mean a thing.

If you use

your own name...

The old Ferrante

is dead

and the new Rossi

is starving.

What do you expect

in three months?

Remember, the brush

obeys your hand.

It doesn't know you are

accustomed to getting your own way.

You are spoiled, but the

brush doesn't know this.

He cannot humor you.

I know, I know, but I was

hoping you'd sell something.

I want the thrill of

earning that first dollar.

Well, I'll have

to get a job.

What?

And give up painting?

No, I'm not going

to give up painting.

It's the only thing

I know.

But I've got

to earn money.

I've got to earn

a lot of it quickly.

Of course, in the meantime,

I'll buy you lunch.

You can repay me

when you're famous.

That's the first encouraging

thing you've said.

There you are.

Isn't that extraordinary?

Wouldn't you think that's the

one thing I could remember?

Yeah.

Hmm.

Hmm. Oh, well...

TERRY: (SINGING)

We'll be walking on clouds

You'll forget every care

And your troubles like bubbles

Will vanish

In air

Ask me how do you get

To Tomorrow Land

Close your eyes

Make a wish

And you're there

Close your eyes

Make a wish

And you're

There

Nickie! Nickie!

Hey!

Hey!

I have good news!

I sold one of your women.

You know, the one with the uh-huh.

I got $200 for her.

Your first dollar!

(LAUGHING)

What's the matter

with you?

My friend, I'm a happy

man. I am a painter.

So what? I've been a painter

for years, but I ain't happy.

Oh, well...

(AUDIENCE APPLAUDING)

Thank you. Thank you,

ladies and gentlemen.

As you know,

this is my last night

so I would love to

sing a song for you

that is very close

to my heart.

(PIANO PLAYING

AN AFFAIR TO REMEMBER)

(SINGING) Our love affair

Is a wondrous thing

That we'll rejoice

In remembering

Our love was born

With our first embrace

And a page was torn

Out of time and space

Our love affair

May it always be

A flame to burn

Through eternity

So take my hand

With a fervent prayer

That we may live

And we may share

A love affair

To remember

A love affair

To remember

Did you fasten

your seat belt?

Mmm-hmm.

It's fastened.

There's the Empire

State Building.

Thank you.

Miss McKay, my dear.

My favorite customer,

welcome back.

Thank you.

Miss Webb,

look who's back.

Well, Miss McKay.

We were just saying, "Whatever

happened to Miss McKay?"

And here you are.

(LAUGHS)

How nice

you're looking.

Mmm-hmm. Yes, I know,

I didn't get it here.

Where have you been

these past months?

In Boston.

Oh. Well,

we've missed you.

Oh, thank you. I've

missed you, too, Miss...

Lane.

Yes, Miss Lane.

Now, Miss Lane, I want something

very, very special for...

Miss Webb will

be very happy

to take care of you,

Miss McKay.

Excuse me. I have something

to do in the office.

All right.

Well, of course, I'd be most

happy to take care of you.

Now, what did you

have in mind?

Well, I want something

irresistible, inexpensive and pink.

Oh, but, of course!

We have it.

The most beautiful. I've

been hiding it just for you.

I tell you,

you give Miss McKay

anything in the shop

she wants.

But keep talking to her

until I get there, will you?

That's all we wanted

to know.

Fine. Say, you weren't worried

about her credit, were you?

(LAUGHS) I'm surprised

at you. Good-bye.

This is adorable.

Mmm. It's a little short,

isn't it?

Oh. With these.

Oh, no.

Oh, but look. Look!

Look! This is a must.

Yes, it's lovely,

but I just want

the little item

I decided on.

All right,

we'll send it.

I'll have to let

you know where,

because

I'm not quite sure.

I believe that's right.

No charge?

No.

No?

No. I know,

I know, but, no.

Why, Ken!

Terry.

How are you?

What are you doing here?

How did you know I...

Uh-huh, I see. Nice

doing business with you.

Oh, forgive me, Ken.

I'm terribly late.

What time is it?

It's five minutes

to 5:00.

Oh! Oh, it's been good

seeing you, Ken.

It's good seeing you,

too, Terry.

There's so much to

talk to you about.

I'm sorry,

but I'm in such a hurry.

Can't we go someplace

and have a c*ck?

No, I really am

in a hurry.

But I have so much

to say to you.

Why don't you

give me a call...

You can't do that,

because I'm getting marr...

You're getting married?

Yes.

Yes, I am, Ken,

and I'm very, very late.

What time did you say it

was? Four minutes to 5:00.

Well, good-bye, Ken.

Terry.

I really hope

you've found happiness

and if you're ever

in need of anything,

like someone to love you,

don't hesitate to call me.

No. No, I won't.

Good-bye, Ken.

Good-bye.

Good luck.

Shows what

a state I'm in.

I thought the Empire

State Building

was this way, and, of

course, it's that way!

I think I'll get out here,

because I'm in a hurry.

Here you are.

Keep the change.

What's the rush, lady?

I'm going to be married,

and I want you to be the

first to congratulate me.

Thank you.

Marriage is something

to rush to?

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(SCREAMING)

(PEOPLE MURMURING)

MAN: 102nd floor.

(BELL TOLLING)

Going down?

No. No, thank you.

MAN: Tower.

(SIREN WAILING)

Going down?

No, no.

And what time have you?

Ten after 5:00.

Thank you.

(BELL TOLLING)

I know what I'm doing.

I want my own way!

(SOBBING)

Turn the boat around!

I want to turn

the boat around.

Nickie, help me

turn the boat around.

Well, you're so... You're

so much stronger than I am.

I can't do it alone.

I can't.

(SHUSHING)

I can't.

You must be quiet now.

But... But I need him!

Oh, Nickie,

I need you!

Help me! Help me!

Help me turn

the boat around.

I must... I must...

(BELL TOLLING)

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

Going down?

Her X-rays aren't

very encouraging.

It's hard to say if

she'll ever walk again.

We won't know

for a long while.

That's...

That's bad.

I guess you've

gathered by now

I'm not the man

she was screaming about.

She was on her way

to marry him.

Does he know

of her condition?

No.

She said until you know what you

say you won't know for a while,

she'd rather

he didn't know.

She seems nice.

I think so.

She wants to see you.

Go ahead.

I'll be in shortly.

Hello, Ken.

Hello, Terry.

I told her I didn't know whether

or not she'd be with us today.

Fooled you, Father.

(BOTH CHUCKLING)

Ken, I told Father

McGrath about us.

He's going to find me a

job, aren't you, Father?

You'd better get

well first, Terry.

He's right.

Then I'll try and

come up with something.

Oh.

Take it easy.

Yes.

(PIANO PLAYING

AN AFFAIR TO REMEMBER)

(TERRY HUMMING MELODY)

(TERRY SINGING AN AFFAIR

TO REMEMBER IN FRENCH)

Monsieur Nicolo.

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

Pour Miss McKay.

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

Merci, Marius.

(BOTH SPEAKING FRENCH)

(CAR HORN HONKING)

(CHILDREN CHATTERING)

(INSTRUMENTS TUNING)

(INSTRUMENTS STOP)

Miss McKay?

Yes?

I want to thank you for what

you're doing for my son Tyrone.

Now he won't grow up

to be a mug like me.

Oh, you're too modest,

Mr. Bugsy.

Oh, no, I ain't.

I'm so stupid, I ain't

even ignorant. Thanks again.

Don't thank me.

Thank Father McGrath.

He got the job for me.

Thanks, Father.

All eyes on me,

please.

Now, as you know, poor Mollie has

the measles, so I'll sing her part.

Now, are we ready?

(DOOR CLOSES)

Oh.

Well, now we're ready.

Watch me closely.

We mustn't goof today.

ALL: (SINGING) They say

there's a tiny little scout

Who follows you about

He knows everything

you say and do

You couldn't lose him

if you wanted to

He knows, like for

instance when you try

To tell a big, fat lie

He starts burning up

at what you said

That's why

your face gets red

When you do good

like he says you should

You can bet he's

as merry as a clown

But when you've done something

and your heart starts thumping

That's him

jumpin' up and down

He's there anytime

that you're in doubt

To tell you what to do

Get smart

Listen to the tiny scout

He knows you inside

He knows you outside

He knows

what it's all about

Without a doubt

He knows you inside out

So you hate to go

to Sunday school

And that's not bad enough

You start messing

with the Golden Rule

You think being good

is sissy stuff

Get wise, try to mend

your dopey ways

Ya might be glad ya did

Then you'll never

hear the corny phrase

Poor little mixed-up kid

When you prove

you can't be trusted

You can say

you're maladjusted

You can blame your ma and pa

If you're a schmo

But you show

a streak of yeller

When you blame

the other feller

Look out

GIRLS: You may sizzle

down below

ALL: You don't have

to be a teacher's pet

Don't worry wings won't sprout

Just get smart

Listen to the tiny scout

He knows you inside

He knows you outside

You're on the wrong side

He's on the right side

He knows you backwards

He knows you forwards

You're on the mean side

He's on the clean side

Whew!

I'm running out of breath

Stop smoking

You're saying yes, yes

He's saying uh-uh

You think you've got to

He tells you not to

He's there beside you

all set to guide you

Rah, rah, rah

sis, boom, bah

Ricky, ticky, tin

and a ricky ticky tout

How about a cheer

for the tiny scout

'Cause he knows you

inside out

Good side, bad side,

clean side, mean side

Wrong side, right side,

outside, inside

He's your friend

without a doubt

He's your conscience

He knows you

Inside

Out

(ALL CHEERING)

Well! (LAUGHS)

Come in!

Nickie, I'm so happy

to see you.

My dear friend!

Come in. Come in.

Come in.

How's my

severest critic?

Oh, well, we'll see.

Oh, I see you've got

them all arranged.

Come on.

Let me hear the worst.

Six months' work. You haven't

wasted your time, Nickie.

Thank you. Oh, you

should have seen the 50

I dropped over

the cliff though.

Maybe you should have

dropped this one, too.

Yes, I'm inclined to agree

with you about that one.

You know, Nickie,

I can read

your state of mind

when you painted this.

Yeah?

You were very sorry for yourself

when you painted this one.

That one was painted in

August. Doesn't count.

Mmm.

You were angry here. You were

getting over your broken heart.

Broken heart? Oh, that

stuff's not for me.

I'm glad to hear that.

Come on. Let's get down

to this end. Come on.

I'm coming to that.

I'm coming to that.

Yeah, here, Nickie,

you became a painter.

Thank you. I'm not exactly

ashamed of that one myself.

I had a great deal to say

and I painted it instead.

Your being away,

alone, for a long time,

has given you

that grasp of...

(PHONE RINGING)

I'll get it.

Remember where you were.

I want to hear

more of that.

Hello? Courbet's Paint

and Varnish Store.

Nickie?

I read you arrived today.

Lois, how nice. How

did you know I was here?

I called your hotel,

and they said

you could be reached

at this number.

Oh, Nickie, I've been thinking

about you morning, noon and night

and in-between times, too.

I was wondering if

maybe you could...

A-ha.

Well, no, no, I like the idea all right.

That's a nice offer, but I don't

think I can make it this afternoon.

Well, if you can't do

that... Oh, I wish you would.

Mmm-mmm.

Thanks anyway. Nicest

thing that's happened today.

Oh.

But you could make

the show tonight.

Well, I'll leave a ticket

at the box office anyway.

Do try to make it.

And, Nickie...

Whatever you do, don't plan

anything for after the show, huh?

(ORCHESTRAL MUSIC PLAYING)

I love our seats.

What?

I said

I love our seats.

(MUSIC STOPS)

We enjoyed it

very much.

Thank you

for asking us.

Oh, it was a pleasure.

If you don't mind,

Mr. Ferrante will

see me home.

Very well. Good night. Good night.

Good night.

Now, where would

you like to go?

Suppose you decide,

Nickie.

After all,

this is your evening.

I've been away so long I have

no idea where people go nowadays.

My coat.

Hello.

Hello.

(CHUCKLES)

Terry, please

let me tell him.

Oh, no. No.

I'll go get him.

No, please.

Please, Ken.

(SIGHS)

It's pretty rough.

The first time you're

able to get out

and you have

to run into him.

And all I could say

was "Hello."

(LAUGHS)

Well, the show's over.

Boy got the girl.

Shall we go?

I'll only be a minute.

Yes.

Good night, Lois,

and thank you.

Taking you to

a show tonight

wasn't a very

good idea, was it?

Merry Christmas, Lois.

Merry Christmas, Nickie,

and auf Wiedersehen.

Oh, I think it's terrible

to have to take you home

just when everyone else is going out.

C'est la vie,

et cetera.

Terry, let me

ask you again.

Why won't you

let me help you?

All right then,

I will tell you again.

Now, if you paid for my getting

well, he wouldn't like it

and if he didn't like it,

I wouldn't like it.

Then if you did

get me well,

and I went to him,

you wouldn't like it.

But certainly

he ought to know.

No, because

if he found out,

he'd insist upon

doing it himself

if he had the money,

which I doubt.

And then if I didn't get

well... Ooh! That'd be awful.

No, unless I can

walk to him,

and when I say walk, I

mean run, he'll never know.

Well, I'm fine. I've got

my job, and I'm on a budget.

If things come out right, and

then maybe if I'm a very good girl,

I'll get what I want

next Christmas.

Follow?

Merry Christmas.

CHILDREN: Merry Christmas.

How are you feeling,

Miss McKay?

Children, I have

bad news for you.

Doctor won't let me

go with you.

ALL: Oh!

Doctor, I could be back

in a couple of hours.

This is the Christmas

benefit.

This is their first public

appearance. This is my team.

She's our coach, Doc.

Norman, Doctor.

She's our coach,

Doctor.

(CHUCKLES)

If it wasn't good for her, you

wouldn't want her to go, would you?

CHILDREN: No!

Well, look, why don't you

try it without me, hmm?

Mmm. Come on.

The only thing that would

bother you would be the start.

Miss McKay?

Yes, Tyrone?

We'll be thinking about

you while we're singing,

hoping that you'll be

around okay real soon.

Oh, thank you, Tyrone.

Wait a minute.

Where's Sally?

Isn't she with us today?

We took her off the team.

She sings too loud.

She's a show-off.

McGRATH: Sally thought

it was a joke,

and she wanted so badly

to go on the stage.

Oh.

You come here,

darling.

Now, you go right up on the

stage with the rest of them.

I'll put you back

on the team,

but you must promise not to

drown out the other children.

All right, Miss McKay.

Now, are we ready?

CHILDREN: Yes.

All right.

ALL: (SINGING)

There's a wonderful place

Called Tomorrow Land

Tomorrow Land

And it's only a dream away

Away

And the moment you get

To Tomorrow Land

Tomorrow Land

You'll forget all about

Today

Today

You'll be walking on clouds (HUMMING)

You'll forget every care

And your troubles like bubbles

Will vanish in air

Ask me how do you get

To Tomorrow Land

Tomorrow Land

Close your eyes, make a wish

And you're there

Close your eyes

Make a wish

And you're

There

You're going to do

all right without me.

All right, children. We

must go now. Good-bye, Terry.

Good-bye, Father. Good-bye,

darling. Run along.

Merry Christmas! Bless

you. (CHILDREN CLAMORING)

Be good now.

(LAUGHING)

Oh.

Merry Christmas!

Oh! Merry Christmas,

darling!

Merry Christmas!

This isn't going to be much

of a Christmas for you, is it?

Oh, I'll be all right.

There we are.

Could you just hand

me my... Yes, surely.

Thank you so much.

You're...

You're welcome to have

turkey with my husband and me.

Oh, you save a drumstick

for me for later, will you?

All right, I will.

(CHUCKLES)

And if there's anything

else you want, just holler.

Thank you so much.

I will.

It was very sweet of you.

Merry Christmas.

And a merry Christmas

to you, too.

Does Miss McKay...

Nickie?

Hello, Terry.

(STAMMERING) Oh,

it's good to see you.

Oh, it's good

to see you, too.

You feeling all right?

(STAMMERING) Yes.

Yes. I'm fine.

I'm just resting.

Good, good. Good.

Well, it's been

a long time.

Yes, hasn't it?

Well, it is good

to see you.

You said that.

May I...

Oh, yes, please, do.

Sit down.

I'll only be a minute.

I'm sure you don't mind.

No, no, of course not.

Oh, is this

the breathtaking view?

Well, the altitude

bothered me.

Yeah, yeah.

Well, I'll bet you're

wondering how I got here.

Well, yes.

Yes, yes, I am.

Well, I was looking through a

telephone book for a man named McBride.

And I came across

the name T. McKay.

And I said to myself,

"Now, could that possibly be

Terry McKay, my old friend?"

And it was.

Yes, yes.

And then I said

to myself,

"Well, now, I haven't been

very nice to Miss McKay.

"After all,

I had an appointment

"with her one day,

and I didn't keep it."

You didn't keep...

No.

(LAUGHS)

Well, so I said

to myself,

I talk to myself

quite a lot these days,

I said, "Well, that's

not a very nice way

"to treat an old friend

like Miss McKay.

"I must apologize

to Miss McKay."

Don't you agree when someone

doesn't keep an appointment

they should apologize,

hmm?

Yes. Oh, yes, I think

you're absolutely right.

I... Well, I think

the least people could do

is to say they're

sorry or something.

So here I am.

That's very sweet.

I thought so.

I've often wondered

about you.

(LAUGHS)

And how you were.

Did you really?

Yes, really.

Well, I've often

thought about you, too.

Then you weren't angry

because I wasn't there?

I mean, you must

have been at first.

Well, yes.

Yes, yes, I was.

At first,

I was furious.

I said, "He can't do this to

me. Who does he think he is?"

Hmm. How long

did you wait?

I mean,

did you wait long?

Well, let's...

Well, yes. Yes,

I waited until about...

Midnight.

Oh.

And then what

did you do?

Well, then I got

really mad. Mmm.

Well, you can imagine,

standing up there on the...

Yes, in a thunderstorm.

In a thunderstorm.

Then what did you

say to yourself?

Well, then I said, "Go

on home and get tight."

But you didn't

do that.

Didn't I?

No. Well...

Maybe just

a little one

every hour

for about a month.

Can you blame me?

Oh, I should say not.

The least I could have done

was to have sent you a note.

Well, perhaps by the

time you thought of it,

you didn't know

where to reach me.

But you swore if you ever

saw me again you'd ask.

No. No.

I remember we said that if we

could make it, we'd be there.

And if one of us

didn't show up,

it would be for

a darn good reason.

Did we say that?

Yes, that is exactly

what we said.

Well, like what

for instance?

So, there'll be no more

questions asked, I hope?

(CHUCKLES)

Would you like

a cigarette?

(SIGHS) Thank you.

Thank you, Nickie.

Isn't that wonderful?

I walked all

the way here just to...

And now I'm not even supposed

to ask you why you weren't there.

Isn't it strange?

We used to read

each other's thoughts.

It's not the same,

is it?

Not quite.

Hmm.

It doesn't seem...

I know.

I don't know what happens

to me. Whenever I...

No wedding ring, I see.

No.

Well, I thought

at the...

Last night, the show?

No, no.

He was just...

No.

I didn't mean

to offend you.

How's everything

with you, Nickie?

Oh, you can

ask questions?

Mmm-hmm.

(CHUCKLES)

Well, I thought

everything was fine

until I saw you

last night.

Then I knew there must

be something between us,

even if it's

only an ocean,

so I bought myself

a ticket.

Oh, you're sailing?

Tonight.

And you're happy,

aren't you?

Yes, yes.

And you?

I don't know.

I'm worried

about the future.

I don't know what

people will think.

They'll say, "There he

goes, the mad painter.

"There's something the matter

with him. He doesn't like women."

Why would people say that? Why?

Because he sails

the seven seas

and to every woman

he meets he says,

"Where will you be

in six months?"

And they're there?

Everywhere.

Tops of pyramids, the domes of

cathedrals, the Eiffel Tower.

He still tries to

keep them up high.

He keeps them waiting.

Sure. Waiting,

waiting, waiting.

And where is he

all this time?

Waiting.

But you can't go on

like that.

It isn't right for you.

I wish I could say

you were wrong.

I was once.

How'd you like to

change the subject?

Yes, yes, I'd love to.

Merry Christmas.

Oh, I almost forgot.

Now, six months ago,

who'd have thought

we'd be spending

Christmas together

in front of

a nice warm fire?

I brought you a present.

Oh, thank you. I'm sorry.

I don't have one for you.

I didn't think

I'd be seeing you.

That's all right.

I didn't expect one.

That isn't really

a Christmas present.

Oh, that's why

my letters came back.

I would have

sent it to you,

but I didn't know

your address until today.

She wanted you to

have it, remember?

So, well,

that's the reason I...

Good-bye, Terry.

Good-bye, Nickie.

(CLEARS THROAT)

You know, I painted you

like that with the shawl.

I wish you could

have seen it.

Courbet said it was

one of my best.

I didn't think I could

ever part with it.

But, well, there was no reason

to keep it any longer, and...

I couldn't take money for it,

because, well, you know...

So, Courbet told me

a young woman

came into the gallery,

and she liked it.

She saw in it what

I'd hoped you'd see,

so I told Courbet

to give it to her

because he said she

didn't have any money,

and not only that,

she was...

She was...

Anyway, I told him

to give it to her.

Courbet said she wanted it so badly

and so I told him

to give it to her.

You know, it's the Christmas

season and all that.

And you know me.

Holly in my heart.

Darling, don't look

at me like that.

Why didn't you tell me?

If it had to

happen to one of us,

why did it have

to be you?

Oh.

It was nobody's fault,

but my own.

(SNIFFLING)

I was looking up.

It was the nearest thing

to heaven.

You were there.

Oh, darling, don't...

Don't worry, darling.

If you can paint,

I can walk.

Anything can happen.

Don't you think?

Yes, darling, yes.

Yes, yes, yes.

CHORUS: (SINGING)

Our love affair

To remember