So Well Remembered Page #4

Synopsis: On the day that World War II ends in Europe, Mayor George Boswell recalls events of the previous 25 years in his home town of Browdley. As councilman and newspaper editor George has fought hard to better working and living conditions in the bleak Lancashire mill town. As a young man he meets and marries Olivia Channing, whose father was jailed in a scandal involving the mill he owned. Olivia is ambitious and manages to guide George within striking distance of a seat in Parliament. But an outbreak of diphtheria changes George's outlook, and his and Olivia's lives change forever.
 
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1947
114 min
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Here, here, in your mouth.

Come on, this way.

Come on. Never mind about the doggie.

I'm sure she'll be all

right. That's right.

Be a good boy while we're gone, Martin.

We'll be back sunday on the 2:00, Annie.

This should do it, Spivey.

If you'll lock it up, I'll help finish

the first run when I get back.

So you're going to London again.

Aye.

Hello, Dick.

Well, Georgie,

it's been a long time, hasn't it?

Aye, it has.

I've come to renew an

old acquaintance, Georgie.

I wanted to talk to you.

Well, uh... as a matter

of fact, Dick, we're just,

uh, off to catch a train.

What is it?

I seem to have forgotten.

Drink's an evil habit, Georgie.

I'm happy to see you've

never succumbed to it.

Fogs the brain.

It's the dire bubonic

plague of the soul.

Whatever you do, treat

the soul tenderly.

George.

Aye. George-

Mrs. Boswell, I've just been

instructing your illustrious husband

in the evils of drink.

George, we'll be late.

I shall be brief, then.

Dick. I shall quickly outline

the etiology of alcoholism,

how the disease begins.

First, the weight of the world

settles on you.

A heavy depression like

- like the soft underbelly

of an elephant.

In the distance, you see a way out-

a promising little

exit, small and round,

about the right size to fit a cork.

Dick. It's cozy inside the bottle.

The light is soft and green.

What happens, gradually,

is that the alcohol

breaks down the fatty

tissue between the cells

and they run together

like raspberry jam.

Dr. Whiteside-

one cell that had character

blends into another that hasn't.

It happens so slowly, you

don't even know it's going on,

and you like it while it's happening.

That's the worst of it.

You love it,

it's the exhilarating process of decay.

Annie, I believe Dr. Whiteside

is finished his illustrated lecture.

Will you show him to the door?

No, I will not. He can find it himself.

Annie. He's taken out 6 sets

of tonsils drunker than that

without me showing him anything.

He should manage to find a door or two.

Annie, Annie.

Tread lightly on the glory and integrity

of the medical profession.

Come on, Dick.

I'm a bit swift, Georgie.

Aye, I can see that.

Oh, I remember what it was

I wanted to talk to you about, though.

I wanted to talk to you

about my report on the slums.

We're in for trouble there, Georgie.

Aren't you coming, George?

Aye. Get yourself to bed now, Dickie.

You're in no condition to

talk about anything. Come on.

The next is some chopin nonsense.

Let's put down something to

cushion the blow, shall we?

Mrs. Boswell.

Yes?

May I present Mr. Winslow.

He's been dying to meet you all evening.

How do you do, Mrs. Boswell?

How do you do?

If he bores you, try and remember

that he's very rich.

George. Aye.

These houses we own in Browdley,

these workers' places.

As a housing expert, what do

you honestly think of them?

They're not truly as bad as your medical

officer report makes out, are they?

He's a bit, uh, erratic, isn't he?

Who? Whiteside?

Well, I-I must say he's inclined

to the gloomy view sometimes,

and quite recently, he has been

going pretty hard at the, um...

hmm.

I'm interested, naturally,

in the health of the workers.

It's just good business,

but it's not good business

to condemn a whole section

of the town unnecessarily

and lose that rent...

I can't really believe there's any

serious danger of

epidemic from overcrowding.

Well, there is a very

definite problem in-

I go into these things very-

yes, I understand that,

and in normal times,

I'm quite sure I could

talk the director into

sponsoring a housing trust,

as your councilor suggests,

despite the cost to us.

Well...

but the cotton market's

very low, as you know.

Oh, and incidentally,

we had an impartial

observer look into the thing.

This is his report.

It, uh, paints a

somewhat brighter picture

than Whiteside's, by the way.

Read it over for me, will you,

and give me your reactions.

Aye, thanks, I... no hurry.

At your leisure.

I've been wondering

if you were quite happy

with the way things are going.

That sounds like a riddle.

Am I supposed to guess what you mean?

You know I'm stepping down.

Yes.

And you know what Mangin's getting at.

Yes.

Well? Well, I'm delighted, naturally.

I've felt for some time

that George should be in parliament.

If he stands and if he wins,

I shall be very proud.

Isn't that the proper

attitude for a wife?

It would be if the husband

were under the proper sponsorship.

You've done quite well

under the same sponsorship.

I sometimes wonder.

But it's a mistake. I

only want to say that.

I'm sure it's a mistake,

and it's too soon.

I like your husband, but

the lad's got a lot to learn.

George.

How do you like to stand for parliament,

for Browdley?

There's no point in

beating about the bush.

I've been watching you

for a whole year now,

and I'm prepared to back you.

I like you.

You've got a

- a feeling for people.

Well, seat's there.

Like to make a try for it?

Aye. As a matter of fact, I

- I think I would.

Agreed, then. We'll

get going right away.

George.

I say, George. Hmm?

Do you like making speeches?

Aye. As a matter of fact, I do.

Well, first of all,

I'm no politician.

A politician is a man

who asks you to vote for him

because he knows how to

introduce the member for wigan

to the member for liverpool

without spilling tea on

the minister of labor.

But, uh, I've better reasons than that.

I believe, in spite of everything,

that some sort of equality

of opportunity is possible.

I can't get along with people who say,

"the poor are always with us,"

because it's not necessarily true.

The poor certainly

aren't with my opponent.

They're against him.

And the people who say, "we

can't change human nature"

don't really mean that.

What they really mean to say is that

they think that human nature is bad.

This, of course, is a

very natural conclusion,

considering how much time they

spend in their own company.

Incidentally, I do not like to hear

my opponent attacked

just because he happened to make

a great deal of money during the war.

Let's be fair to the man.

He couldn't help it.

It wasn't his brains that did it.

He didn't even have to try to do it.

The money just came rolling in

because we hadn't got the

laws or the taxes to stop it.

Yeah.

So don't, uh, so don't blame

my unfortunate opponent.

That doesn't sound like a Mangin man.

Mangin doesn't care how a man sounds

so long as the people vote for him,

so long as he votes

Mangin's way when he gets in.

...to make a better life for all of us,

in what we can do to see to it

that our children have a

still better life than that.

Yeah.

We must work, work constantly,

and if, uh, if a canal

is polluted with sewage,

well, we've got to find out

where that sewage comes from

and we've got to put a stop to it,

no matter the cost to

any individual, and, uh...

I thought it was just an

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John Paxton

John Paxton (May 21, 1911, Kansas City, Missouri - January 5, 1985, Santa Monica, California) was an American screenwriter. He was married to Sarah Jane, who worked in public relations for 20th Century Fox.Some of his films include Murder, My Sweet in 1944, Cornered in 1945, Crossfire in 1947 (an adaptation of the controversial novel The Brick Foxhole that earned him his only Oscar nomination). He helped adapt the screenplay for the controversial movie The Wild One in 1953 starring Marlon Brando. Paxton's work twice received the Mystery Writers of America's Edgar Award for Best Motion Picture Screenplay, for Murder, My Sweet and Crossfire. more…

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