Daisy Kenyon Page #3
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- 1947
- 99 min
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waiting to be designed, I understand.
Ah, kid stuff.
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
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.
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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