None But the Lonely Heart Page #5

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
159 Views


It's a family quarrel.

It isn't.

Be two years next month we're divorced.

Won't wash, ada, ducks.

What won't wash?

Less said,

the better.

Quick's

the word, then.

There's the door.

Morning, ma.

Morning, son.

What happened

to you last night?

Hit by a train.

Head-on collision.

Oh, my,

sheep's heart again?

Are we that poor to be

eating the insides of sheep

day in, day out?

Millions

worse off, son.

Poor putrid

millions.

What's the price

of this one?

Percy floom and flo

looking over wedding stuff

on his day off.

Make a lovely match,

they will.

Yes.

To start a fire.

Proper case,

ain't she?

Nice sensible head on her, for all that.

He'll have

a happy life.

Blinking idiots,

the pair of them.

Getting married.

I'd like to see a nipper or two of yours

before i get took off.

Shan't be here always,

you know.

You'll have this shop

for your own.

You're all

fixed up for a home.

Why don't

you look around?

Had too many

looks around.

What an ugly,

insanitary life it is.

Needn't be.

But it is.

Lots of love

in you, ernie.

Wants an object,

something to lavish it on.

What's wrong

with you, ma?

You're an object.

For keat, please.

Which book, nipper?

Boot club.

Boot club?

Boots, boots, boots.

Saving for boots?

Yes, sir, mr. Mott.

That makes two and

thruppence so far, right?

How long's it take

to save for the boots?

27 weeks, sir.

Your ma goes three

and a tanner on him!

I can't pay you more

than what the book says.

Take it or leave it!

Sorry.

Throwing me out,

are you?

No. I can't give you

more than half a crown.

Well, i'll take it.

I'll tell your ma on you. You wait.

No matter to you what we

has to go through, does it?

Here's your money.

Joey?

Hey, lovey?

Speak to your mum.

Speak to her, boy.

Here. You reckon he's

all right, do you, ern?

Here.

Here, old girl.

Here, old girl.

Take half a crown.

Here's joey.

What's up now? Pinched

something, has she?

Peace! That's what

i'm looking for!

I want peace with happy

hearts and straight bones

without dirt

and distress.

Surprises you,

don't it?

Peace! That's what

us millions want,

without having

to snatch it

from

the smaller dogs.

Peace to be not a hound and not a hare,

but peace

with pride,

to have a decent

human life...

with all

the trimmings.

Won't find nothing

like that in this world,

not in our time, son.

No way to beat it.

There's a way.

Travel

with the hounds.

Where are you off to?

A walk around.

Nipper.

Leave nipper here.

Right.

Open it.

I don't want no more trouble in my life.

I've had a big packet of it in my time.

No more, ern. Not from

you and not from jim.

I'm leaving there as soon

as i find another job.

I was feeling

as if i'd

just started living.

Were you?

I ought to hate you,

didn't i?

But i don't.

Want to come in

half a minute?

Want me to?

There's something

i'd like you to see.

Very mysterious,

the room of the girl you love.

Yours?

Yes.

That's my kiddy.

That's the little girl

of all my dreams.

What a wallop

you give me, ada.

Put your face up

half a mo.

Put your arms

around me.

Aren't you happy

to see me?

Yes. You make me

very happy,

but i

have to tell you

i'm thinking of

going in with mordinoy.

I want money. I don't

know how to get it sooner.

Really, i'm sorry.

I'm sorry

i ever see you.

You'll do time.

He'll see you will,

jim will.

I'm sorry

i ever see you.

My eye, what a girl.

Don't she ever get

tired of saying good-bye?

That's right.

Wake my kiddy.

Sorry.

You got

any sense in you?

I could

murder you myself.

What would you

want me for?

Be your girl,

your wife,

and next week be poking you

bananas through the bars?

I see your point.

I'll never let you go.

You don't touch me

ever again!

Ada, don't die on me.

What can i lose

if i do a job for him?

Me. Do you

hear that?

Me.

The world i want can be

as small as this room,

but i have to know

it's here tomorrow, too.

Yes. I'm as old-fashioned

as sealing wax.

I believe every girl

should be married,

but it wants

a solid base,

not policemen

and being slashed about.

Tile baths,

silks, and jewels-

that's why

i left him.

I'll only start crying,

so give over now.

Say good-bye.

I'll say good night.

Good night, ada.

Where you going,

happy face?

Here to see

mr. Mordinoy.

Oh.

Oh, jim,

a customer here!

This is the lad

i was telling you about.

Ernie,

this is slush yatley.

How's she go,

ernie boy?

Cosh simmons.

He never

shakes hands.

Is ernie

a buyer, jim,

or joining

the riding academy?

Joining the academy.

He'll learn from you,

i hope,

or maybe

teach you something.

You can never tell

with mott.

Then 7:
00 tomorrow morning, ernie boy.

We don't keep gentlemen's hours here.

Okey-doke.

Come on and see what's going on here.

How's ada?

Don't see her too often,

mr. Mordinoy.

This way, mott.

But nothing won't never

take the place of ice.

I would

say the same, ma.

Well, i've never seen

nothing to beat this.

Never

on land or sea.

Makes its own ice.

Why, that's magic.

Money belongs

in the bank.

In the bank,

that's where you want it.

Sticking it on the wall

won't get you nowhere.

You'll catch it,

my lad,

if you go

buying me any presents.

Ha! Come on, son.

Good evening,

mrs. Mott.

Ha! Jealous.

She's jealous.

Clara tate's

a copyrighted nuisance.

Just the smell of her

is a meal.

Ha ha ha!

Ha ha ha!

How's my daughter?

Splitting headache.

Go out

and sit with ike.

I'll bring you a glass

of stout. Where's nipper?

Put upstairs

for the night.

Happy, ma?

Where'd the money come

from bought all this?

Money?

Where does

money come from, ma?

You earn it,

steal it, find it.

Find yours

under a tree?

That's it, ma.

Hope you won't find

any more, son.

Working for jim now,

ain't you?

You were down at the club last night...

doing what?

Can i trust you now?

Do you

want me to shout?

Oh, bash me one.

Get it over with.

Bash me proper so i

don't never wake up again.

I don't know what we're

in for, you and me.

Don't you see

i love you?

You can't eat your

cake and have it, too.

Me or him. If it's me, we go away.

Why go away?

He watched me from the

balcony office all afternoon.

Called me in

at suppertime,

yelling like 1:
00.

I never seen him like that before

- jealous.

I owe

your kiddy a toy.

What about him?

He eats

a few raisins

and has us

done away with.

Oh, ada, quiet down.

You talk so wild.

I won't be wild

far away.

The sooner we went,

the better.

I'd have my kiddy.

You'd have me.

Ada girl, rome

wasn't built in a day.

It's yes or no,

ernie mott.

No two ways

about it.

What worries you?

My kiddy?

I can leave her

with my aunt.

No. It's not

your kiddy, ada.

It's my ma.

She's been took queer.

She's very ill.

I couldn't leave her.

That's the end,

then.

No. Give me time

to use my brain!

What's the use?

Ada... look.

It's my birthday tonight.

Just give me a bit of time for a gift.

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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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