The Divorcee Page #6
- PASSED
- Year:
- 1930
- 84 min
- 373 Views
I belong to the sweet, pure air
of 42nd Street and Broadway.
Not you, Jerry. I know better.
Well, don't let's talk about me.
Tell me about Dorothy, Paul.
Well, we're still married.
Oh, just that?
I've heard your name quite often, Jerry.
- From whom?
- Dorothy.
Oh, why?
She knows that I loved you, Jerry.
That I always have and always will.
My dear, you don't mean that.
You're not going to tell me
that love is anything lasting.
Forever and a day, Jerry. And after that.
Oh, I've made such a mess of it, Paul.
I'm so tired.
Forgive me, Jerry.
I didn't mean to upset you.
I'm so tired.
You brought back so much.
Oh, I... I'm so fed up.
I've made such a wreck of things.
Such a good for nothing mess.
Well, what is it, dear. What's the matter?
I'm just dizzy. I can't see.
Oh, I'm not going to faint,
but I'm just...
Jerry, take it easy, please.
It's all right, dear.
Oh, you mustn't let yourself go this way.
Come on, dear. It's all right.
It's all right, Jerry.
You're just worn out, you're tired.
It's all right, Jerry.
It's all right, dear.
I'll see you in the morning.
Oh, listen, old man.
Jerry's pretty tired
and she's not feeling well,
but I think she'll sleep.
So if I were you, I wouldn't go back.
You assume some rights, do you not?
You are not her guardian.
- No, but you're not going back.
- No?
- We shall see.
- I mean it.
Oh.
Good old American custom, eh,
minding other people's business?
What sentimental slop!
You are not protecting an innocent girl.
- She is nothing more...
- Why, you...
That's another good old American custom.
- Oh, porter?
- Yes?
There's only supposed to be one person
in Drawing Room A, isn't there?
- Yes, boss.
- Well, see that's how it is. Get me?
I get you.
Did he hurt you, boy?
Go away!
Mmm-mmm!
He's got a kick on him
like a Missouri mule.
What are you thinking of?
Oh, how nice it is.
And how much you can shake off
with just a little change in environment.
Happy? You look great.
I told you what a couple of weeks
would do for you.
- Oh, it's been lovely, Paul.
- It's yours for the rest of your life, Jerry.
- With my compliments.
- Thank you.
Oh, Jerry,
I have here the confirmation of my
appointment to the Far East from my firm.
You like the idea, don't you?
If I can take you.
There's nothing anywhere without you.
What about Dorothy?
She'll be much happier, Jerry.
Our marriage hasn't meant anything.
She's always bitter and morbid.
Never lets me forget for a minute
the accident that disfigured her.
Oh, well, you know.
Poor Dorothy.
It hasn't been easy for you either,
has it, dear?
Oh, it's been fair enough, Jerry.
It's just that it hasn't mattered very much,
but now things are different.
I have this offer, it's interesting.
And most important, I found you.
Dorothy'll give me a divorce.
You and I can be married and...
And we'll be happy.
- You think so, Paul?
Always have been.
They want me to spend
five years in Japan.
You know, we can have a beautiful time.
Leave all our mistakes 7,000 miles
behind us.
7,000 miles.
It sounds grand.
We deserve a little happiness,
don't you think?
I think you do, Paul.
I think you deserve anything you can get.
Beg pardon. Lunch will be ready
in just a minute, Miss Jerry.
Good news, Hannah.
- Nice here, eh?
- It's just heaven.
Of course I ain't heard any angels singing,
but aside from that...
Well, we've got to eat anyway.
Hey, come on.
Don't you know it's 4:00 in the morning?
The night is young
and we are practically children.
- Hello, Joe.
- How are you?
Harry, table for six in the other room.
Right this way, please.
I want four specials
and two orders of turkey legs.
Oh, here we are. Right here.
Well, isn't New York a wonderful place?
You go to shows and you see legs.
You go to restaurants,
and they give you legs.
Don't laugh, Joe. It's a serious matter.
- Don.
- Well, this is luck.
Well, you old son of a sea cook.
I didn't even know you were in New York.
I've been in Europe
for the last few months.
Just got back.
Well, you're doing a lot
of that sort of thing, aren't you?
Gee, I'm glad to see you.
Same here. How've you been?
Oh, fine. Lost my job yesterday.
And I'm nursing
a pretty, little hangover today.
- Outside of that, I'm great.
- That's tough. Anything I can do?
No, thanks. I'll work it out all right.
- Say, it seems ages since I've seen you.
- Mmm.
Seen any of the old mob?
Mmm-mmm.
I suppose you heard about Jerry and me?
- Yeah. Too bad.
- Oh, well. That's life.
Say, I'd like to get together with you, Don.
- Fine.
- How about tomorrow?
Tomorrow? I'm off again tomorrow.
- Canada, for a couple of weeks.
- Really?
- When I get back.
- Sure, if I'm here.
- Oh, you leaving town?
- Yes. New York's bad medicine.
A lot of things I want to forget.
I can't seem to do it very well around here.
I know exactly how you feel.
You see, I keep thinking
what a sad, little fellow I am,
and brooding over the man
that ruined my life.
- What would you do if you found him?
- Kill him, I suppose.
Funny, isn't it,
how one girl can be bigger
than all the tall buildings?
Well, I'll look you up.
When you get settled, let me know.
That's my specialty. Well, so long.
So long, Don.
She'll be in any minute now, Miss Helen.
She knows you're here.
- You going to Japan with them, Hannah?
- Oh, sure.
I want to see where the money's gone.
I've gave to foreign missions
for the heathen.
How soon are they starting?
Oh, I forget you've been honeymooning
so long you don't know anything.
His wife's going to let him loose.
It'll be soon, now.
Miss Jerry's gave up her job.
- Really? She's resigned?
- Mmm-hmm.
And her firm come right back with an offer
of $7,500 a year to go to London.
- They have branches in Europe.
- Hooray for Jerry.
Personally, I'd a darn sight rather go
to London than to Yokohokohamie.
- Hello there, darling!
- Jerry.
Well, globetrotter bride
and what have you.
Hello, yourself, you stormy petrel.
It's about time I came back.
Gee whiz, but I'm glad to see you.
Say, I've missed you
like the dickens, Helen.
You, getting yourself out of one upheaval
into another all the time.
Let me take a look at you.
Better be careful, darling.
My sea legs are still wobbly.
Now tell me, are you happy?
Yes, sure. Bill's a big shot in his way.
Nice and secure, eh?
Yes, but... That other business.
You know, when you stand at the altar
with someone you're wild about
and you say,
"This is heaven and we'll last forever. "
Of course, that's gone forever.
- I wish you hadn't said that, Helen.
- But why?
Well, that brings my leaping mind
back to its big news.
Big news?
We ran across Ted.
- Where?
- In Paris. Saw quite a lot of him.
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