Daisy Kenyon Page #2

I'd intended to, until I met you.

- Miss Angelus tells me you're a yacht designer.

- Used to be.

I remember now. You designed

the Lapham Six Meter.

There were beautiful photographs of boats

in the magazines by a Susy Lapham.

- Was that someone in your family?

- My wife.

Say, what is it with you guys?

Don't any of you ever go back to the wives

you left when you went to war?

Excuse me.

- Hello?

- Your cab, lady.

I took that party up to Park.

He said to come back, you'd be waiting.

Be down in a minute.

Seems my friend sent

his cab back for us.

They're hard to get in the rain.

He must've been lucky.

He was. He took mine.

Sure, let's go.

He can be very rude at times.

He was, I suppose.

I didn't notice.

We were talking about your wife.

You were, yes.

She's dead.

Okay, honeybunch.

Well, don't you worry. If they get you,

I promise to visit you in Leavenworth...

with flowers.

- Good night.

- Danny, darling.

The office telephoned again. There

just isn't a drawing room on that train.

They tried and tried.

You wanted it to work in, didn't you?

What did you think I wanted it for?

Oh, I'm sorry, baby.

Mervyn!

Dan, he's right behind you.

- Yes, sir?

- Mervyn, it's the 12:30 I'm taking.

Bring my bag and my briefcase down to

Penn Station and meet me at the track gate.

- Yes, sir.

- Dan, you work too hard. You know you do. Even Father thinks so.

Well, you never get a decent vacation.

- Mr. Harris.

- You're stuck here all summer. Half the time, no weekend.

- I don't see how you do it. One of these

times- - Hello, Harris. Lucille, please.

Look, honeybunch, I'm home, and I'm

relaxing, so call me in Washington, will you?

Right. So long.

Dan, what are you going

to Washington for anyway?

Officially I'm going down to present

a brief to S.E.C. on Amalgamated Gas.

- But while I'm there-

- I could never remember that. Never mind.

I don't know what you're doing, but no one

expects me to anymore, so it doesn't matter.

You think I know

what I'm doing, baby?

- Where are the girls?

- Rosamund's primping. She's terribly excited.

Danny, I do wish you'd consulted me before

you told her she could go with us tonight.

Thirteen's no age

for the Stork Club.

- What's the harm in it? Where's Marie?

- She's doing her homework.

She's getting awfully independent

too, Dan. I don't know what-

Well, how do you like?

Fifty million dollars, honey.

Rosamund, if you don't take off some of

that lipstick, you're not going with us.

- I've told you twice now.

- Dan, do you think it's too much?

Of course it is,

but it's very attractive.

Rosamund, you heard me.

Mommy, I'm not that young.

You forget my name's O'Mara...

and there's a life of

interesting crime ahead of me.

You're very mean to your mother.

You shouldn't be. She's sweet.

You laughed, Dan.

Daddy, where are we going tonight?

- Dinner at the Colony, then the Stork Club. Is that all right?

- Terrific.

Marie.!

- Right to your room. To your room this instant.!

- What's going on?

- Daddy!

- What is it, baby?

Marie has been insolent.

I told her to stay in her room...

- because she has two hours of

homework to do, but she- - What is it?

She hit me.

She hit me.

But she said things. I've never been

spoken to like that in my life...

- and by my own child, I-

- Couldn't be that bad, baby.

I've got worse from my old man for nothing but

sniffling when I didn't have a handkerchief.

- I think you've been very rude to

your mother. - But she called me-

That's one of the very worst things you

could do, talking to your mother like that.

- But, Dan, you don't unders- - Lucille,

would you straighten up those flowers, please?

That's the fourth commandment, baby.

You mustn't be rude to your parents.

The fourth.

That's how important it is.

It's up ahead of murder

and stealing.

What was it you wanted anyway?

I just- I just wanted to stay up

while you had cocktails and see everybody.

I read Mr. Ames's book,

and I wanted to meet him.

I don't see any reason

why you shouldn't meet him.

Lucille, I'm sure she'll do her best

to get her homework finished tomorrow.

All that has nothing to do with the way

she spoke to me. And look at her.

Look at yourself, darling.

Don't know what

I'm going to do with you.

Here we are

with guests arriving and-

- That's better. I'll see to the guests.

- Thank you.

Now say you're sorry

and go wash you're face.

I'm sorry.

Thank you, Dan.

Don't ever hit that child

again, Lucille.

How can you have so little control

as to let an 11-year-old child-

Control? It's easy for you.

You see them five minutes a day-

Just enough to spoil them.

- Well, if you could understand how

thankless it is for me- - Now, Lucille...

a half an hour of hero worship

is not going to hurt Marie.

And how do you know what hurts her-

what hurts anybody?

I realize what I am to you.

All right.

Only don't interfere when I try to make

better human beings of my daughters.

- Now, Lucille, dear-

- No, for once I'm going to say it!

I know exactly what I am to you,

and sometimes I wish I didn't know.

Know what? You just lost your temper with

Marie, and now you're losing it with me.

I don't get mad easily,

and I don't want to now.

Maybe I haven't been the best husband, but if

you want me to stay any kind of husband at all...

you'll never say anything again

like what you tried to say just now.

You say you know exactly

what you are to me.

Well, if you do know, you know

the good things as well as the bad.

You'll never have any less,

unless you ask for it.

And you know it isn't thankless.

We have two fine girls,

and you're to be thanked for that.

Now go powder your nose.

Lucille, honey, go on.

Daddy. Daddy, I'm so humiliated.

I asked Mr. Ames to autograph his novel

for me, and we haven't a copy in the house.

Well, I'll tell you what you do.

You go out and buy a copy tomorrow,

and I'll get it autographed for you.

And next time, don't talk so big, huh?

- Good evening.

- Good evening.

Excuse us, please.

If this is the way they do things in your

country, I'm going back where I came from.

In an hour or two,

we'll work our way to a table.

Where would you go back to?

Brittany.

Rennes, the capital.

I was in the lead tanks when we took the place.

I never felt so welcome anywhere in my life.

For three days, I listened to the bells

of Rennes, and there wasn't anything...

in the whole world

except the bells of Rennes.

Jack?

- I need to kiss your neck.

- No, you don't need to kiss my neck.

You just keep on talking.

Would you like to get out of here

and go someplace else? I wouldn't.

I like it here.

I like it fine here with you.

- Where are we anyway?

- This is the Stork Club.

And this is America.

You're welcome here too.

Yeah.

I do kind of feel welcome.

Next best thing to going to Rennes

and letting the bells support me.

That reminds me. What am I gonna

do for a living when I get out?

Well, there are a lot of beautiful sloops

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