The Rains Came Page #3

Synopsis: The adventurous Lady Edwina Esketh travels to the princely state of Ranchipur in India with her husband, Lord Albert Esketh, who is there to purchase some of the Maharajah's horses. She's surprised to meet an old friend, Tom Ransome who came to Ranchipur seven years before to paint the Maharajah's portrait and just stayed on. Ransome has developed something of a reputation - for womanizing and drinking too much - but that's OK with Edwina who is bored and looking for fun. She soon meets the local doctor, the hard working and serious Major Rama Safti. He doesn't immediately respond to her advances but when the seasonal rains come, disaster strikes when a dam fails, flooding much of the countryside. Disease soon sets in and everyone, including Ransome and Edwina, work at a non-stop pace to save as many as possible. Safti deeply admires Edwina's sacrifice but fate intervenes.
Director(s): Clarence Brown
Production: 20th Century Fox Film Corporation
  Won 1 Oscar. Another 5 nominations.
 
IMDB:
7.0
APPROVED
Year:
1939
103 min
161 Views


The hairdresser once a week.

Well, perhaps I was selfish.

There was a time, mind you--

And I hope you won't blush--

When I seriously thought

Of marrying you.

Why, Tom, how touching.

I never suspected.

Well, we've come

A long way since then.

- a long way apart.

- what do you mean?

You'd know if you'd

Lived here a while.

In Ranchipur,

The important things in life

Are the elemental things,

Such as crops,

Starvation and weather.

In europe,

When someone says,

"it looks like rain,"

In all probability

He's trying to make

Polite conversation.

But here, where people die

As easily as they're born,

They're speaking in terms

Of life and death.

You'll see what I mean

If you're still here

When the rains come.

You'll see them overnight...

Turn the fields, the gardens

And the jungles...

From a parched

And burning desert

Into a mass of green...

That seems to live,

To writhe...

And to devour the walls,

The trees and the houses.

Well, I hope I'm not

Keeping you up.

Tom, you've changed.

You didn't used to be

Such a windbag.

You haven't changed.

Haven't I?

No.

You're still a lovely creature.

Am I?

It's exciting seeing you again.

May I have a cigarette?

So you've forgotten.

Sorry.

Well, I was right.

Here it comes.

Has your highness any idea

Where they've gone?

I'm afraid

It's a big palace,

That they might

Be anywhere.

Excuse me.

Your husband's been looking

For you, lady Esketh.

I think he wants

To go home.

Thank you, your highness.

Brandy?

No, thank you.

Who's the pale-copper

Apollo?

Major Safti.

Not bad.

Not bad at all.

Well, don't waste your time.

He's a surgeon

And a scientist.

Any interest he might have

In romance is purely biological.

You make him sound

Even more exciting.

There you are.

I've been looking

For you everywhere.

Are you ready to go?

Whenever you are.

I'm ready now.

I think I'm going

To be ill.

It's this confounded

Climate.

I'm sorry, albert.

Mr. Ransome tells me

There's a doctor

In Ranchipur...

Who's not at all bad.

If you're no better

In the morning,

We'll send for him.

Oh, that's very

Kind of you.

Hello.

Well. What are you doing here?

I've run away from home.

I'm never going back.

Uh-huh.

You can't do that.

Why not?

Because I told you--

I can't take

The responsibility.

I know,

But since we talked

This afternoon,

I figured out

Another way

That you can help me.

Yes? What way?

- well?

- I want you to let me

Stay here tonight.

Have you any idea

What you're saying?

Of course I have.

Don't you see?

Then everyone

Would think that--

Well, anyway, there'd be

Such a scandal, I'd have

To leave Ranchipur.

They'd send me away.

That's all very well,

But why, in the name

Of the million gods of India,

Do you have to choose me?

Well, it shouldn't

Matter a bit to you.

Your reputation

Is already so--

So tarnished.

Please.

Don't you dare laugh at me.

Oh, listen to me, child.

What's this?

You're soaking wet.

What of it?

And I'm not a child.

Well, anyway,

You're going straight home.

I'm not going home.

I'm never going home again.

- you want me to put you out

By force?

- you won't.

I'd make a scene,

And you're the kind of a man

Who hates scenes.

Well, at least I can get you

Some dry clothes.

Come with me.

Don't be afraid.

Oh--

I'm not afraid.

I'm just cold.

Uh-huh.

Now, change into these.

You'll find plenty of towels

In the bathroom.

Give yourself

A good rubdown.

Oh, I'll be

In the other room.

That's very becoming.

I don't believe

My old school tie ever

Appeared to better advantage.

Well-- I'm so sorry.

It looked so old and frayed,

And I couldn't find a belt.

That's quite all right.

It would be easier

If I could call you Tom.

There's nothing

I'd like better, fern.

Don't you feel anything

At all about me?

I'd be a fool if I didn't.

You're lovely, fern--

Not nearly so much

Of a child as I thought.

There's somebody there,

Behind the blind.

John! John!

I suppose you heard

Everything that went on.

If you breathe one word of this,

I'll feed you

To the crocodiles.

Yes, sahib.

As long as you're up,

You can drive miss Simon home.

Get the car.

Yes, sahib.

Yes, sahib.

Who was it?

Have they gone?

He's gone, all right,

And you're going too.

All right, I'll go now--

Peacefully.

Yes.

May I come and see you

Once in a while?

Why, of course.

You see, that's important,

Because--

Because I guess I love you.

If I didn't,

I wouldn't be going home now.

Has the doctor come yet?

He's with his lordship now,

Milady.

I want to see him

Before he goes.

Yes, milady.

Don't take that.

Bring another cup.

Yes, milady.

Good morning.

Oh. Good morning.

I'm Edwina Esketh.

Oh.

I hope I did right

Asking especially for you.

Maybe I'm imposing on you.

On the contrary,

Lady Esketh.

It's my duty.

There's nothing seriously

Wrong with your husband,

Just a bad congestion.

But his blood pressure

Is much too high.

No unpleasant asiatic microbes?

No, just simple

European overindulgence.

I prescribed

Some tablets for him,

And he should

Be kept very quiet.

Won't you stay for some tea?

I'll have to get this filled

At the hospital.

Bates can take it.

Do sit down, major.

You're very kind.

Frankly, it's rather

A treat for me to have

Someone to talk to.

I expect it will be

Deadly dull...

Now that albert's

Going to be ill.

I think this tea is cold.

I'll send for some more.

No, don't bother.

I like it that way.

Sugar?

No, thank you.

What would you prescribe

For a patient about to die

Of galloping boredom?

I imagine the maharani

Will see to it that you're

Properly entertained.

- how?

- well, the usual routine

With guests, I believe,

Is to, uh, show them first

The waterworks,

Then, in order,

The narrow-gauge railway,

The hospital, the zoo

And the asylum for the insane.

- how exciting.

- yes, isn't it?

And the maharajah

Has promised me

My choice of horses.

I wonder if he'd mind

If I also chose my escort.

Ranchipur is famous

For its horsemen.

I'm sure you'll have no trouble

In finding a suitable escort.

Do you ride, major?

Whenever I have the time,

Which isn't very often.

Don't you ever take a day off?

I'm willing to make

An exception.

That's very gallant

Of you, major.

If you don't mind...

Waiting until

After working hours.

Besides, it's cooler then.

I wouldn't dream of

Interfering with your work.

What's this?

The insane asylum?

No. No, this is

The maharani's music school.

Oh.

Major sahib, memsahib.

How are you, I hope?

Would you care

To look around?

I'd love to.

Lady Esketh would like

To see the school.

Oh, yes. Yes.

This way.

Mr. Das, the director

Of the school.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Do you like music?

Oh, I have a box

At covent garden

As a matter of course.

Frankly, I like

This sort better.

Mr. Das, is jemnaz singh

Here today?

Oh, yes. Yes.

This way, please.

Good.

Jemnaz singh,

The rajput singer.

What kind of song

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