The Other Love
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- Year:
- 1947
- 95 min
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- Miss Duncan.
- Rest period.
The doctor will see you
in a moment.
Thank you.
I'm sorry to keep you waiting,
Miss Duncan. Please sit down.
I hope your trip
wasn't too difficult.
On the contrary,
it was delightful.
I've never been
this high before.
Do you feel any effects?
No, should I?
Confidentially, yes.
I'm sorry
to disappoint you.
I'll wait.
Are my lungs photogenic?
This is a month-old take.
We better make some new ones.
- Might as well get it
over with now.
- Certainly.
I'll examine Miss Duncan
right away.
Would you go with
the nurse, please?
- Breathe deeply.
Again please.
More deeply.
Oh, I feel dizzy.
That's the altitude.
See, I wasn't disappointed
after all.
Now we'll just
take your X-ray.
Right here, Miss Duncan.
When did you first notice
that you were ill?
I really don't remember.
It just kept getting worse.
Professor Linnaker sent me
a very nice letter.
He wanted me to take
the best care of you.
That was very kind...
That was very kind
of Professor Linnaker.
Hold it.
Up. Take a deep breath.
Again.
Hold it.
- That's all.
- May I dress?
- You may.
- When will I know
the results?
- Tomorrow.
How long will I be here,
Doctor?
You've been doing concert
tours for the past two years.
eating on the run,
Rushing to catch trains,
barely time to sleep.
Barely time for anything.
You should be very tired.
Yes.
Yes, I am.
Are you finished
with me, Doctor?
For the time being.
to meet you.
I got a large number
of your records.
Also a very vivid memory
the last time I heard
you broadcast.
The plate is all right,
Doctor.
Good. I won't put you
under orders on your
first day here,
But I do recommend
that you lie down
for a while.
- Your suite is number...
- Seventeen.
Seventeen it is.
We shall have to build you up.
How's the appetite?
We'll soon change that.
By the way, I think on
You ought to dine
with your doctor.
- Shall we meet in
the lobby at 7:
00?- Thank you.
Notify the kitchen.
Grade "A" stimulation diet,
number 17.
Yes, Doctor.
- Miss Duncan,
I'm Huberta Junger.
- How do you do?
- You shouldn't be doing that.
- I don't mind a bit.
I do. Come lie down.
Really. It's no trouble.
You've got to rest.
Open your mouth.
I'll finish unpacking.
This is the only way
I get to travel.
Paris.
London, New York.
My, you've been
around a lot.
But you should have
warmer clothes than these.
They should have told you.
You see, 99.8.
That big mountain.
That's the Mount Vierge.
The Mount Vierge.
Virgin Mountain.
That's such a lovely little
town at the foot of it,
like a toy town.
It's not little when
you've lived in it.
And I've lived there
all my life.
Who had this suite
before me?
A lady.
She left us yesterday.
- Did she go home?
- I guess so. I didn't ask.
There. All done.
I'll get a boy to
take your luggage down
while you're at dinner.
I forgot. I'm having
dinner with Dr. Stanton.
Good evening, Doctor.
- It was sweet of you
to send me these.
- What?
Oh, the orchids.
I hate to admit it,
but someone isn't
as slow as I am.
I didn't send them.
- You didn't?
- To my shame, no.
Who could it have been?
Anybody who saw you.
I don't understand it.
Well, look around.
Every man in the room
has got his eye on you.
Dr. Stanton, I'm sorry.
Telephone please.
- Thank you.
Will you excuse me?
- Certainly.
I'll wait for you
in the lobby.
- Still intrigued?
- Still intrigued.
- No clue as to who sent them?
- No, no clues.
I didn't see anyone who looked
I'll be back in a minute.
Scissors should not be under.
They should be over
So I can put
my hands on them.
- Good evening, madam.
- Good evening.
This corsage was delivered
to me without a card.
Can you tell me
who sent it?
No card? No card.
her room number.
- Seventeen.
Seventeen. We have a standing
order to send white orchids
every night to the lady in 17.
- It's in the book.
- It was in the book.
It isn't in the book anymore.
Why don't you read
the book every day?
The lady left us last night.
Yes, she left last night.
Oh, I see.
Then I'll return the flowers
to the gentleman who sent them.
It is quite impossible.
Very much impossible.
You see, he left months ago.
Yes, months ago.
Six months ago.
What does the number matter?
I think you'd better
stop sending them.
Very well, madam.
What happened?
Didn't you like your admirer?
- I found out who sent them.
- Who?
A man who died months ago
to a woman who died yesterday.
- What?
- Who died yesterday
in my room.
Now they're both gone.
All that's left of them
is a standing order
for white orchids.
Now you mustn't jump
to conclusions.
The woman was Portuguese
and very charming.
Left to join a gentleman.
They were both cured.
Do you always lie
so considerately?
I'm not lying.
No, of course not.
You call it therapy.
Protect the patients
from fear.
Keep away all
bad associations.
But I'm not fooled,
Doctor.
I know death
is a guest here.
He sent me his compliments
tonight.
No, he didn't.
But somebody else did.
That was Professor Linnaker
on the phone.
Professor Linnaker?
He wanted to make sure
that you'd arrived all right.
A lot of people interested
in you and your future.
They want you
to get well again.
He said that you
were to relax,
stay quiet,
Take orders and do
what people think
is best for you.
The best thing
for you now is bed.
- I couldn't sleep.
- You can.
I'll have Huberta
give you something.
As of now.
As you wish, Doctor.
- Office.
- Hello.
Dr. Stanton, please.
Is the doctor
expecting your call?
Yes, yes, he said I could.
Hello.
Doctor,
this is Karen Duncan.
Can you come up
to my room quickly please?
Right away.
What's the matter?
Did you have a bad dream?
I don't know. I can't
seem to get enough air.
The mountains are pressing
against me.
You're not acclimated yet.
to sudden changes in altitude,
but you mustn't worry.
No, I suppose not,
But I heard such
strange noises.
the balcony and then...
There it goes.
Is that what you heard?
Yes.
Here's your mysterious
knocker.
No, there was another
noise, too.
It sounded like
an iron door.
You must have been dreaming.
I was awake.
Hearing it was what
made me call you.
There are stages
in sleep when one is
neither sleeping nor waking.
I had the same thing
happen to me at times.
I'll keep this
for the Christmas tree.
Shall I still be here
at Christmas?
There's nothing mysterious here.
Nothing to harm you.
Just relax.
Go back to sleep.
I'll try.
You must concentrate.
Try counting sheep
or composers.
I once tried counting
composers starting
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