None But the Lonely Heart Page #2

Synopsis: A sickly English woman runs a store by herself, while her irresponsible son travels aimlessly, refusing to contact her. When told that his mother has cancer, the young man comes home, reforms himself, and helps his mom run the shop. Soon however, each becomes involved in illegal activities.
Genre: Drama, Romance
Director(s): Clifford Odets
Production: RKO Radio Pictures Inc.
  Won 1 Oscar. Another 4 wins & 3 nominations.
 
IMDB:
6.6
PASSED
Year:
1944
113 min
157 Views


in your good books, ada?

There we are.

Lovely fingernails.

What's up?

Don't you know when

your health is good?

Wished i was a painter.

And you'd do what?

Well, what does

a painter do?

In this book,

a painter does some

very strange things.

Calls it art, too,

he does.

You an artist?

Me? Tune pianos,

that's me.

Play the piano by ear,

polish furniture,

shoot rodents

with a rifle.

Bugs in your house?

Send for ernie mott.

Know how

to medicate animals.

Excellent at repairing

delicate machinery.

I invent inventions.

What you invent?

Uh, oh...

i see.

I happen to be working

on my greatest invention-

a human animal which don't

look for a master.

Ain't easy.

Listen. Come closer.

I like that kind

of talk.

You do?

It sounds barmy as the

muffin man, but i like it.

That brings up

one question, ada.

What?

What time

do you get off?

Half 6:
00.

Around the back.

Thank you.

Change, miss.

Oy.

Catch.

Thank you, sir.

Charitable sort,

you are.

Oh, that?

Friend of mine.

Knew him when.

When what?

When he was a man.

Old ike webber, a friend

of my ma's, told me this.

"As i was out walking,

"i saw in the distance

what seemed an animal.

"Come up closer

and see it was a man.

Come still closer and

see it was my brother."

Tired?

Mm-hmm.

Quiet as mice,

ain't we?

What you looking at?

Tell us.

Tired, ain't you?

Always tired.

My feet's

just about wore off.

Let's go. Nice strong

cup of tea for two.

What's the dog

doing here?

I don't go out

with dogs, you know.

All right. I'll drop him off on the way.

Come on.

Kissing you like that-

the first meeting.

I never done a thing

like that before

in my whole life.

Lucky me.

Lucky you.

Well, now.

Five red beetles on

the end of your fingers.

G sharp-

the pitch of that.

Perfect pitch,

that's me. G sharp.

Not one in a million

has that.

Very unusual person,

didn't you know?

Are you?

Yes, and all i want

to do is hold you

and murder anyone

who'd say a word to you.

Interesting program,

but what's it get me?

Only trouble.

Why don't you

put that hat on?

I don't want

to spoil me hair.

Meeting someone?

It's late,

later than i thought.

Time is not of the essence with me.

No place to go and going there tomorrow.

I don't pretend to know

what that means.

Fight like cats

with ma.

Told her off today,

so it's the end.

She don't know they milk

the cow that stands still.

Wants me in that silly business of hers,

squeezing pennies

out of paupers.

No, thank you.

You mean you're leaving

london in the morning?

Can't think of any reason

not to, can you?

Inviting me in?

No. My aunt and uncle's

asleep in the back.

I'd like to smash you

one with this.

Why?

I feel like i know you

a whole lifetime.

Do you want

to see me cry?

No.

Then say good-bye

and go away.

No sense in this. You're

leaving in the morning.

Just wasting our time, that's all.

You're a stranger.

We meet.

Suddenly

- have you ever been in love?

You make me feel

12 years old again.

I don't know why.

You're the only man

i've met in years

who gives me

any feeling.

Say good-bye.

That's the end.

I'll drop by

the funfair tomorrow.

Don't.

Good night, ada.

Good-bye, ern boy.

In the end, you wouldn't

give me what i need.

Confidence-that's

what a woman needs.

Confidence?

Yes.

Good thing then

you won't see me again.

No future in me

for anyone like you.

No confidence.

Good night, ada.

Good night.

No question,

mrs. Mott.

It's worth every penny

you ask, irregardless.

I'll send mr. Lesser

for it this afternoon.

It goes

in my private collection.

I couldn't find

the heart to sell it.

Good enough, ike.

If you can

afford it.

Would your son like

to clean the mechanism?

He's got talent

for such things.

I see your mind is somewhere else today.

Still the same

old trouble?

He won't stay home.

Proud as the queen's

carriage he is

and independent.

He's leaving home

for good today.

Excuse me

for mentioning it,

but why don't

i talk to him?

You've got

to help me, ike.

But of course.

Irregardless.

I'm ill.

What your wife up

and died of.

Oh.

It might happen

sooner than i think.

Thinking out loud,

it would be

very fine

if you had him

with you for-

for the next

few months.

You need sleep and

special considerations.

That's impossible

with him

walking

around the country.

Why don't you

tell him?

Oh, but, mrs. Mott,

isn't it possible

that maybe

you exaggerate

his feelings?

I brought joey

round again.

What are them pills for?

Yeast tablets.

Don't think they do you

any good, do you?

At least as much

as you do.

See, that's

what i mean.

Never an hour

of peace between us.

Reckon the stork

brought you

the wrong

sort of son.

Wouldn't be

surprised.

You'll never get me to

stay and run this shop.

I won't sweat pennies out

of devils poorer than meself,

not if i had both

legs cut off.

I'd crawl out

in the street.

Someday you'll know

i'm your only friend.

Less said,

the better.

Eat your breakfast.

Good-bye.

Nipper.

I'll drop you a post

card from the seaside.

Where you off to?

Rehearsals.

Had your breakfast?

I'm going up

to tate's.

Tate's!

I'm sick of

this street.

I've smelled it for

almost 5 times 7 years.

Quick, let a wind come

and blow it all to pieces.

Well, i'm leaving

for good now.

Miss me, will you?

It's nothing

to do with me

if you quarrel

with your ma.

Yes, i'll miss you.

Marry you quick

if i had the chance.

What about money?

"Money talks," they say.

The only thing it ever

told me was good-bye.

Support me, would you?

If you wanted me to.

Think you could

handle me, aggie?

I know how

to handle you-

not handle you

at all,

leave you be.

I've never been so tempted

in all me born days.

Think about it.

You know

the address.

Oh, i'm late.

I've got to hurry.

Good-bye, ernie.

the gray dawn is breaking

bye, aggie.

the horn of the hunter

is heard

nipper,

you stay there.

A big fourpenny,

and two of chips.

Looking very prosperous

there, len,

new fixtures and all.

Yes, i got mine.

Looks as if it's

all in your teeth.

Ain't it time

you stayed home

and settled down in

business for yourself, son?

Me?

If that's what

you happen to want.

It's safe,

that's what it is.

Safe.

Well, if it isn't

ike webber.

What brings you

here?

And how is

mr. Mott today?

What an honor,

mr. Mott.

Come down for some

of tate's famous chips?

Mm-hmm. Everything

with a kiss.

I'm glad

i ran into you.

Are you?

I need 2 pounds' worth

of clock repairs.

I'm on me way

to liverpool.

Oh.

Don't they use money

in liverpool anymore?

A gent!

Ah, ancient history.

"To edward from mary,

with love."

You know, ike,

give me good old

quiet machinery anytime.

She wants a quid on this

- an old lady.

Give it to her, an old lady, mr. Lesser.

Everything

with a kiss.

Clocks. Clocks.

Tick tock.

Tick tock.

Tick tock.

Did you ever realize

your mother was,

once upon a time,

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Clifford Odets

Clifford Odets (July 18, 1906 – August 14, 1963) was an American playwright, screenwriter, and director. Odets was widely seen as a successor to Nobel Prize-winning playwright Eugene O'Neill as O'Neill began to retire from Broadway's commercial pressures and increasing critical backlash in the mid-1930s. From early 1935 on, Odets' socially relevant dramas proved extremely influential, particularly for the remainder of the Great Depression. Odets' works inspired the next several generations of playwrights, including Arthur Miller, Paddy Chayefsky, Neil Simon, David Mamet, and Jon Robin Baitz. After the production of his play Clash by Night in the 1941–1942 season, Odets focused his energies on film projects, remaining in Hollywood for the next seven years. He began to be eclipsed by such playwrights as Miller, Tennessee Williams and, in 1950, William Inge. Except for his adaptation of Konstantin Simonov's play The Russian People in the 1942–1943 season, Odets did not return to Broadway until 1949, with the premiere of The Big Knife, an allegorical play about Hollywood. At the time of his death in 1963, Odets was serving as both script writer and script supervisor on The Richard Boone Show, born of a plan for televised repertory theater. Though many obituaries lamented his work in Hollywood and considered him someone who had not lived up to his promise, director Elia Kazan understood it differently. "The tragedy of our times in the theatre is the tragedy of Clifford Odets," Kazan began, before defending his late friend against the accusations of failure that had appeared in his obituaries. "His plan, he said, was to . . . come back to New York and get [some new] plays on. They’d be, he assured me, the best plays of his life. . . .Cliff wasn't 'shot.' . . . The mind and talent were alive in the man." more…

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