All That Heaven Allows Page #3

That's very sweet of you,|but I don't want a television.

All right, but I've already spoken|to the local television man about you.

[Doorbell Ringing]

- You really should get one...|- Excuse me.

- Hello.|- Hello.

I was just going to drop in|on some friends of mine.

I thought you might like|to come along.

Well... won't you come in?

Thank you.

They'll probably ask us|to stay for dinner.

I have a guest right this minute.|Could you wait?

Cary?|- Yes, Sara?

- Mrs. Warren, this is Mr...|- Kirby.

How do you do? I can't stay.|I'll see you tonight.

Would you be terribly disappointed|if I didn't come tonight?

Of course not! I understand if you're|not in the mood for Mona's gossip.

- We'll make it next week. Bye.|- Good-bye, Mrs. Warren.

You are coming.

Well... Yes.

It'll be cold by the time we get back.|Better take a warm coat.

[Horn Honking]

Hey, Mick!

I'll be right back.|Hey, Mick!

[Car Door Closing]

- Hi, Ron.|- Hi.

[Laughing]

[Laughing Continues]

[Ron] Hi!

- I'd like you to meet Mick and Alida.|- How do you do?

- Hello.|- Hello, Cary.

What a nice surprise.|Come on upstairs.

- You're just in time for the clambake.|- Good!

- Come on in.|- Thank you.

- It's a little chilly in here.|- I'll have a fire in a moment.

I'll take your coat.

- Say, Ron, why don't you start it?|- Okay.

I'll make an anderson special, a talent|I developed on the ulcer circuit.

Freely translated,|the advertising business.

You wouldn't believe it,|but he was once a v.i.p. In New York.

No, you're the one that taught him|to be a very independent person.

The only thing he ever taught me was|how to open a wine bottle with my teeth.

To hear them tell it,|you'd think they spent the war...

crawling from|wine cellar to wine cellar.

[Ron] We did!|- Make cary comfortable, will you, Ron?

All right.|Sit down, Cary.

- What did you say about me outside?|- When?

When he looked at me|and laughed.

I told him you had the prettiest legs|I'd ever seen.

- Here is the Anderson special.|- Oh, it's heavy!

Put the cauldron on the fire,|will you, old man?

- You're in for a shore dinner.|- Hope you like it.

- I do.|- Good!

- Here you are, Cary. Alida.|- Thank you.

Here's to those who wish us well, and|those that don't can go to hackensack.

Salud.

- How do you like it?|- Marvelous. What's in them?

First you get some ice, two jiggers|of clements, a little twist of...

Mick, stop it!

- You can help me bring up some wine.|- We'll be right back.

- How many are coming tonight?|- You never can tell.

That's so true.|You never know with that boy.

Which means I better get busy.

- Can I help you?|- Oh, no, make yourself comfortable.

"The mass of men lead lives|of quiet desperation.

"Why should we be in such|desperate haste to succeed?

"If a man does not keep pace|with his companions,

"perhaps it is because|he hears a different drummer.

"Let him step to the music|which he hears, however measured...

or far away."

- Why, that's beautiful.|- That's mick's bible.

He quotes from it|constantly.

- Please let me help.|- All right. Come on.

Kind of heavy.

- Is it Ron's bible too?|- Hmm?

I don't think Ron's ever read it.|He just lives it.

- Put it in the middle.|- All right.

Thank you.

- Alida?|- Hmm?

taught Mick?

Well, it's kind of|hard to explain.

I guess all of us|are looking for security these days.

You see, Mick thought...|Well, like a lot of other people...

that if he had money and an important|position it would make him secure.

Then when he met Ron who didn't have|either one and didn't seem to need them,

He was completely baffled.

Mick a long time to figure it out.

What was the answer?

To thine own self be true.|That's Ron.

comes from inside himself.

take it away.

Ron absolutely refuses to let|unimportant things become important.

That's what Mick|and I were doing. We were.

In fact, things got so bad|between us that...

right before he went to Korea|we were thinking of a separation.

You seem so happy.

Not then.|We weren't happy then.

Our whole life was devoted|to keeping up with theJoneses.

But when Mick was wounded|and had a lot of time to think,

He decided to get off|that merry-go-round.

When he came back,|he put it right up to me.

[Woman] Alida!|- Yeah?

My room's a mess,|but don't bother. I'm off!

- Wait!|- I can't, I'm late. See you tomorrow.

- Mary Ann! What time?|- I don't know. In the afternoon.

[Ron Chuckling] Mary Ann!

- I didn't know you were coming.|- Why, sure.

- [Mary Ann] Now I'm disappointed.|- Why?

I thought it was just another|of Mick and Alida's get-togethers.

- If i'd known... I want a rain check.|- Name it.

- To go swimming with you again.|- It's too cold.

- How about sailing then?|- Fine.

- Before it gets too cold for that too.|- I have a windbreaker.

- What about me?|- You'll be warm enough.

You never take me seriously.

Drive carefully, Mary Ann!

My young cousin.|She's spending the winter with us.

She thought our party sounded dull, so|she arranged to stay with a girlfriend.

- Think this will be enough?|- Yes.

darling?

What have you been doing? I thought|you'd have the heavy work done.

- Put the bottles down.|- Think 16 will be enough?

- With this crowd? Thanks.|- You betcha.

Oh, no, thanks, honey, but there's some|tablecloths in the right-hand drawer.

- Lobsters have arrived!|- Look, I got 'em!

Hey, Manuel! Thank you!

I caught myself|this morning!

- This is Manuel, the lobster king.|- Hello!

My pleasure.|She's beautiful! My wife Rozanne.

Tanto gusto!

Mi hija, Marguerita.|- How do you do?

Marguerita is a very good cook.|She makes this corn bread...

Hey, hey, hey!|Get your paws off!

[Rozanne] Alida!|- It's so good seeing you.

You will love the lobsters.|Mick, let me help you.

Well, Grandpa! How are ya?|Let me take your coat.

Cary, this is Grandpa Adams.|He's a beekeeper and artist.

- You must see his one-man show.|- Why, I hope to.

Of course, Miss Cary, I'm not|an abstractionist. Strictly primitive.

[Alida] Come on in, Grandpa!

Edna, what a beautiful cake!

Meet Miss Pidway, head of the Audubon|Society and an outstanding bird-watcher.

- How do you do?|- How do you do?

- Glass of wine, Manuel?|- Two glasses of wine for Manuel!

- A dollar says you can't.|- Why, put it on your bill.

I've never seen this|done before.

- I wouldn't try that with my new teeth!|- Oh, no.

- [Cork Popping]|- Ha-ha!

# My, my, my|I have rovey eye #

# How he fly|all around the town #

# Eye, eye, eye|every passerby #

# He look-a her up|he look-a her down|ooh-hoo #

# Ooh-hoo #

#Lady, what a pleasant view #|- Thank you.

# Ooh-hoo #|[Wolf Whistle]

# I make the flirty eye|at you #

No more fly #

#All around the town #

# Not since I find|a passerby #

# She look-a me up|Me look-a her down #

# She and me we go to town #

Hey, Mick, take over.

# Da-da, da-da, da #

# Da, da, da #

# ah, ha, ha #

- Hey! [Muttering]|- [Laughing]

[Manuel Continues Muttering]

- Faster, mick!|- ## [Tempo Increases]

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