Daisy Kenyon Page #3

Synopsis: Commercial artist Daisy Kenyon is involved with married lawyer Dan O'Mara, and hopes someday to marry him, if he ever divorces his wife Lucille. She meets returning veteran Peter, a decent and caring man, whom she does not love, but who offers her love and a more hopeful relationship. She marries him... just as Dan gets a divorce.
Genre: Drama, Romance
Director(s): Otto Preminger
Production: Twentieth Century Fox
 
IMDB:
6.7
Rotten Tomatoes:
100%
APPROVED
Year:
1947
99 min
192 Views


waiting to be designed, I understand.

Ah, kid stuff.

I think I'm going to be

a ruthless tycoon from now on.

I need a drink,

and you, Daisy, need a drink.

You're very nice.

You're especially nice

when you need a drink.

Rosamund, this is an historic occasion.

First time at the Stork. Come in here.

That's awfully nice, Dan, really.

Excuse me. Excuse me.

- Oh, hello.

- Hello.

- No check necessary.

- Thank you, honeybunch.

- Hello, Walter.

- Hello, O'Mara. How are you?

- Your hat, Mr. Winchell.

- This is my little daughter Rosamund. Her first night here.

- Hello.

- You know Lucille.

- Have a good time.

- Thank you. Come right in, dear.

- Lucille.

- Good evening, Mr. O'Mara.

Evening, honeybunch. I'm depending

upon you to impress my daughter...

with the very best table

in the house.

Oh, hello, Leonard.

Going to Washington tonight.

- If you call me tomorrow, I might give you a story.

- Thanks, O'Mara.

Just for that, I'll let you

handle my libel business.

Uh, the lady in the corner there

with the man in uniform-

- All right, Mr. O'Mara.

- Thank you.

I have a table for you now.

I'm sorry, but we just remembered a

long-distance call we put in and then forgot.

To Rennes.

Night, honeybunch.

I had a lovely time.

Did you know it was half past 3:00?

I had a lovely time too.

No, I didn't know it was half past 3:00.

- Will you call me again soon?

- Sure.

Oh, really.

I'm not just being polite.

I wouldn't say this

if it weren't half past 3:00...

but don't ask me to call

if you don't mean it.

I have to work tomorrow,

so don't call me till Sunday.

If you're sober by Sunday afternoon,

you can take me to a baseball game.

Will you call me Sunday morning?

- I love you.

- You-What?

When you hear the tone,

the time will be 12:52.

When you hear the tone, Daisy Kenyon will have

been stood up for the first time in her life.

Hello?

- Miss Daisy Kenyon?

- Yes.

Washington is calling.

Go ahead, Washington.

Hello? Hello, baby.

How are you?

Hello, Dan. I'm fine, thanks.

Having a good time?

Terrible.

I miss you, baby.

How's your boyfriend?

Oh, you know, the fella

you went out with the other night.

I stole his taxi, but I sent it back.

Did you get it all right?

Don't try to bluff your way out of that.

I was furious, and I still am.

And that table at the Stork Club.

Really, you behaved like a-

I behaved like a cad, huh?

Are you gonna leave me for him?

I'm going to leave you, all right,

but not for Mr. Lapham.

He's nice, but a little unstable.

Oh, really?

He's got an interesting face.

Oh, baby, I just looked at my watch.

I'm 40 minutes late for a lunch.

Big, preposterous lunch out at Chevy Chase.

It'll be over by the time I get there.

Better finish my coffee

and get out of here.

I'll take the 2:
00 train,

maybe the 3:
00.

Do you wanna meet me at Penn Station?

Come in.

- Mr. O'Mara?

- That's right. Will you meet me at the station?

And sit around wondering

which train you took?

- Who just came in?

- A gentleman I never saw before in all my life...

who doesn't know I'm already

40 minutes late for lunch.

- Sweetie, meet me at The Savarin.

- No, I don't think so.

Oh, come on. Give. Don't make me

beat you down every time. I love you.

I love you too, I guess.

- Good. I'll see you there.

Good-bye, dear. - Bye.

I'm Will Thompson, attorney for

the Civil Rights Association.

This is the kind of pressure stunt

I don't go for, Thompson.

I have an office in New York.

I've been trying

to reach you for weeks.

I want you to work on a case, Mr. O'Mara.

I represent Suyo Noguchi.

The armyjudge advocate tells me

that he spoke to you about the case.

Oh, yes.

Well, I couldn't have been very interested,

because I don't remember anything he said.

Noguchi is a nisei Japanese.

Fought in Italy.

Wounded, decorated.

Came home to find his farm

legally stolen.

That's not my kind of case. There are

over 50 million victims of this war.

It isn't anybody's kind of case.

It's an unpleasant, thoroughly thankless

kind of case, O'Mara.

But it's representative of almost

every nisei who fought in Europe.

I used to feel a sort

of pleasant dignity...

knowing that I could always be called upon

to protect a democratic idea.

I'm a tired and angry man now,

Mr. O'Mara...

but you're an unspent

and very wealthy man.

Maybe you could use some

of that sort of pleasure.

Come along and ride with me.

- Hello, baby.

- Hi, cad.

- You have a nice Sunday?

- Oh, lovely.

Did you ever try making

one martini last an hour?

Maybe it would've been easier

if you'd drunk it.

I'm glad you're here, baby.

I need your advice.

You what?

I've just taken a case that's gonna make

you feel you've had a salutary effect on me.

If you took a case like that,

it must be on page one of the newspapers.

Ah, you're very ungracious. I took it

because it's gonna make you love me like mad.

- Do you want my advice, or do you wanna brag?

- Both.

I wanna know how I'm gonna

break this to my wife's old man.

- My law partner, you know.

- Mm-hmm.

He's gonna have a stroke

when he finds out we've taken a case...

with no fee, no publicity

and representing a Japanese.

It's a case of a veteran,

Suyo Noguchi.

He fought in Italy

with the Fourth Division.

He comes home with a Purple Heart,

Silver Star, and he was discharged.

Only there wasn't

any home to come to.

Some smart operator out on the coast

digs up a law written by Corts...

and moves his farm

right out from under him.

Well?

Love me like mad?

Mm-hmm.

I love you like mad.

- Then why don't you kiss me?

- All right, I will.

- I'm starved. Where are we going for dinner?

- Oh, honey, we aren't.

I've got to see my wife's old man

about this and a couple of other things.

Which reminds me.

There's some other advice I want from you.

Seriously, Daisy, Marie worries me.

Lucille doesn't seem

to know how to handle her.

What would you think of

boarding school for a year?

Dan, how do you expect me

to answer a question like that?

By the way, you didn't tell me that Rosamund

was getting so tall. Lucille looked very well.

You sound jealous.

Didn't it ever occur to you that I have

more reason to be jealous than Lucille has?

Here we are having a perfect time

- What the devil are you looking for in that purse?

A nickel.

Have you got one?

- Yes.

- Thank you.

Honey, what's the matter?

- Oh, Angelus? Daisy.

- Hi.

- What are you doing?

- Nothing much.

Good. I'll meet you at

my apartment in 15 minutes.

We'll throw some sort of dinner together,

then the movies, okay?

Daisy, listen. I don't have to leave for half

an hour, an hour. Please don't get mad again.

There was some picture

I wanted to see at the Greenwich.

I love you, Daisy, and you love me. Why can't

you let us be happy for one minute together?

Dan, I've had a bad day.

I've been walking around all afternoon...

three blocks north, three blocks south,

south by north.

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