Dodsworth Page #6

Synopsis: A bittersweet tale of the increasing estrangement of a retired automobile tycoon and his wife. Increasingly obsessed with maintaining an appearance of youth, she falls in with a crowd of frivolous socialites during their "second honeymoon" European vacation. He, in turn, meets a woman who is everything she is not: self-assured, self-confident, and able to take care of herself.
Genre: Drama, Romance
Director(s): William Wyler
Production: Samuel Goldwyn Films
  Won 1 Oscar. Another 2 wins & 9 nominations.
 
IMDB:
8.1
Rotten Tomatoes:
88%
PASSED
Year:
1936
101 min
526 Views


to a cocktail party.

- We were...

- Go on and go.

- We don't have to...

- Go on and go.

Ya big stiff.

You old horse thief.

Sam, you old darling.

- She's not coming.

- I guessed as much.

It's Ionesome here without her.

What does she say?

"Want few more months Europe.

Hope you're having good time home."

I cable her to come and she doesn't

say one word about me going over.

- She's thoughtless.

- No, she's not, Matey. She's scared.

Fran scared? What of?

Of growing old.

That's very smart of you, Sam.

Yeah.

- Will you read her last letter?

- Fran's letter to you?

Yes, it's not so private.

- What's this?

- The way they make sevens in France.

Sounds like a beautiful place.

- Have you seen it?

- No.

- What?

- She said they're having a good time.

Well, it sounds

like a healthy time.

- You know these people?

- Yes.

- You like them?

- Well, they're all right.

They're very clever people.

They're not my style.

I see.

- Well?

- Nothing.

You're an old friend, Matey.

I don't know what to think.

Who's Arnold Iselin?

He's one of those

custom-built internationals...

you see in the rotogravure section

every Sunday.

- Well, give us a kiss now.

- Matey, I thought you wanted to...

Will you lay off those

European liberties with my wife?

Come along. Come on.

Western Union, please.

Hello. Take a cable

going to Mrs. Dodsworth.

This is Samuel Dodsworth speaking.

Same address as my last.

Ready?

"Sailing Aquitania Wednesday.

Stop.

Meet me Cron Paris. Love.

Signed, Sam."

And take another,

going to A.B. Hurd... H-U-R-D...

Manager, Dodsworth Car, Paris.

"Sailing Aquitania Wednesday.

Stop.

Using utmost discretion ascertain...

day-to-day address

of Arnold Iselin...

l-S-E-L-l-N...

Paris. Stop.

Keep me informed wireless.

Signed, Dodsworth."

Another wireless, Mr. Dodsworth.

"To Samuel Dodsworth, Aquitania,

Iselin At Present Biarritz. Hurd."

Will you sign, sir?

- Where is Biarritz?

- Biarritz is in France, sir.

Down by the Spanish border.

It's a fashionable watering place.

- Yes, thank you.

- Thank you, sir.

Oh, darling!

- You look fine.

- You don't look bad yourself.

- When'd you get to Paris?

- Before dinner.

- You must be tired.

- I'm not tired.

How far is it from Montreux?

I came much further than that.

I came all the way from Biarritz.

What's the matter?

Nothing.

How are Emily and Matey and Tubby?

Tell me all the news.

Everybody's fine.

You might go a little more into detail.

After all, Emily's my daughter too.

Emily's very happy.

That marriage is working out all right.

I'm so glad. Of course, I never

thought Harry was very exciting.

Weren't you pretty Ionely

in Biarritz?

I wasn't sorry to be by myself

for a bit.

Why do you keep looking

at your watch all the time?

- I've never seen you like this before.

- No?

I've never seen you

like this either, Fran.

What'd you do to your hair?

Oh, just touched it up a bit.

Like it?

This looks natural.

Well, it was as cool as anything

they had, so I took it again.

Yeah? Well, all hotel rooms

look alike to me.

Wait a minute.

Where are you going?

He's just going to put the bags

in the other room.

What room?

I thought you'd be tired

after your long trip.

The weather being so stifling,

I took the two bedrooms this time.

You don't mind the separate rooms,

do you, Sam?

I don't mind anything

now that I'm back with you again.

Let's don't stay here. Let's go out and

find some cool spot and have a drink.

- I thought you were tired.

- No, I'm not tired.

There you go, looking at your watch

again. Really. It's not very polite.

If my company hangs

so heavily on your hands...

why did you make me leave Biarritz

and come all this way?

- I'm expecting a visitor.

- At this time of night?

At Cherbourg, I telegraphed a man to

meet me here. I'll give him 10 minutes...

Here we are.

Hello? Yes, I'm expecting him.

Send him up, please.

- I'll wait in the bedroom.

- No, you stay.

But your business acquaintances don't

amuse me too terribly, you know, Sam.

This is not

a business acquaintance.

- Someone I know?

- Yes.

- Someone from Zenith?

- You'll see who it is.

Has Rene de Penable been gossiping?

If she has, it's a pack of lies.

I haven't heard a word

from Mrs. Penable.

What are you up to?

Steady, darling. Sit down.

Come in.

Good evening.

Good evening.

Was it Arnold you telegraphed to?

I think you might have told me.

It wasn't my idea to tell you.

I tried to reach you over the telephone

to tell you that I was coming.

I wanted to see you two face-to-face.

Fran alone would've wasted time acting.

I knew you'd been in Biarritz together.

I'm sorry.

I hate undercover work myself.

I wouldn't have got where I have

if it hadn't been in me to be ruthless.

It's the most outrageous thing

I've ever heard in my life.

- What if Arnold was in Biarritz?

- Won't you let me handle my part?

Let me remind you that Shakespeare's

Othello ends badly for the hero.

I'm not Othello.

This is not the Middle Ages.

None of us speak blank verse,

not even you.

You are rather

jumping at conclusions, you know.

Have you ever noticed how transparent

people are when you really look at them?

What are you implying?

Do you know how insulting you are?

You don't know how insulting I'm going

to be if you don't stop playacting.

I'm sure you've given her things she

needed and wanted and never got from me.

I'm interested in what I need and want

and that happens to be peace of mind.

If you can bring yourself

to see matters reasonably...

I've crossed the Atlantic Ocean

to be reasonable.

I've loved you and been

married to you for 20 years.

I want to hold on to you if I can.

You want to marry each other?

I won't let you throw me

at Arnold's head.

You want to divorce me then?

Why should I want to divorce you?

You're my husband.

You couldn't very well divorce me

if I weren't.

- You can laugh.

- Yes, I can do worse than that.

I'm finding all this

very distasteful.

- It's ridiculous.

- Certainly it's ridiculous.

The old triangle stuff.

I knew we'd all end

by looking like fools.

- I go now if you'll excuse me.

- Sure, I'll excuse you.

You have nothing more

to say to him, have you?

I hope you achieve

your peace of mind, Mr. Dodsworth.

- Thank you. Good night.

- Good night.

I'm so sorry, Sam.

I'm so terribly sorry.

Well, I'm ready to wipe

the slate clean if you are...

and start out

on a long hike tomorrow.

Anything you say, Sam.

Anything you say.

Italy, anyplace...

till we sail back home

in December.

Home in December.

Zenith in December.

You'll want to go home

in December.

Emily's having a baby

in December.

- A baby?

- Yes.

- She didn't tell me.

- She left me the fun of telling you.

- Is she well?

- Yes, she's fine.

I must send her a cable.

No, I could telephone her, couldn't I?

What time is it in Zenith?

We'll have to learn

to behave ourselves...

when we'll be a couple

of old grandparents in December.

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Sidney Coe Howard (June 26, 1891 – August 23, 1939) was an American playwright and screenwriter. He received the Pulitzer Prize for Drama in 1925 and a posthumous Academy Award in 1940 for the screenplay for Gone with the Wind. more…

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