To Each His Own

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Film Company Paramount

Olivia De Havilland.

In the movie EVERYTHING YOURSELF

Mary Anderson Roland Culver

Phillip Terry Bill Goodwin

and etc.

For the first time on

the screen John Lund.

Scenario:
Charles Brackett and Jacques Teri

According to the story of Charles Brackett.

Operator:
Daniel Fapp Artists:

Hans Dreyer and Ronald Anderson.

Composer Victor Young.

Editing:
Elma McRoyry

Costumes:
Edith Head.

Produced by Charles Brackett.

Directed by Mitchell Laizen.

The most mysterious mystery is people...

and, in particular, those of them

that do not at all seem mysterious.

Take, for example, Miss Norris.

Here it is - an American middle-aged...

walking along London Street

on the eve of the New Year.

Put the damn lantern down!

- Sorry, mother.

- Mother!

Taxi!

Taxi! Area of Harcot.

This is my taxi.

"Give it to us, lady."

We're late for a New Year's party.

Sorry, but I'm also late.

I called this taxi first,

I'm on it and I'll go.

Keep yourself in hand. Do you think everything

is allowed to you? And us that, to go on foot.

And you think, no? Just because it's a

holiday? Keep your self in your hands!

And I do not need anyone here...

I'm going somewhere and I'll go there.

- Now get out of my taxi.

- Okay, your took.

Church of St. Andrews, Harcot Square.

- Good evening.

- Good evening.

"We did not expect you at all, sir."

I replaced Miss Ellenby.

- Can I go now?

- Good luck.

- Holiday greetings.

- Holiday greetings.

"Mr. Grave must be on duty

tonight, and I have more to do."

You do not know whether

he will come, or not?

- No idea.

- This is bad.

- Maybe, what happened to him?

- Sorry if I'm late.

And here is our American. I thought

today was the duty of Mr. Grave.

I replace it.

Do you two know each other?

It seems that we already

were on duty together once.

May be.

Well, I ran. Holiday greetings.

Holiday greetings.

And you, too, with the Coming, sir.

I remembered where we had met before.

And where?

A year ago, at 12 o'clock I

said:
"Happy New Year,"...

and you said:
"Aha".

Aha.

- Let's start from the roof.

- What do we start?

Inspection of our route.

Nonsense, I know this route.

Every volunteer on his route must

perform a full inspection...

check the equipment and everything else.

Do you think I'll climb the roof, which I

know just like the contents of my pockets?

I think that you must do the

work that you undertook.

Come along.

It's one thing to just watch, and climbing

the roofs - it's completely different.

The right way to move on the roof...

it's always hold on to the rope.

- Caution.

- I'll go here, and you go there.

- You dropped the flashlight last year.

- I never dropped a lantern.

If you want to wear it on a belt,

then at least tighten it better.

I do not want to be

reproached for incompetence.

I had to manage a military

plant with 150 employees.

- True? In America?

- Of course, why?

It was transformed from a cosmetic

plant by order of the government.

Your flashlight does not work at all.

Has earned.

An intolerable bore!

Where can I fall?

There's a roof edge somewhere.

I'll figure it out myself.

He wants to make me an idiot.

Who are you talking to?

Itself with itself.

I guess you never do that.

Only not on duty.

And I do not go further

than 3 feet from the rope.

Are you going to teach me?

No, the presence of women is

unacceptable on such routes.

There's only one dangerous place,

and next to him I'll take the rope.

It is better not to take chances.

Follow me, slowly.

It's just impossible!

I do not need any incidents

here that women necessarily...

Caution!

- Can you resist?

- Get out of there! Call for help.

No time. You will not last long there.

- Call on the phone.

- Hold your tongue.

Try not to breathe. It

will be better this way.

- Are you okay?

- Soskazyvayu gradually.

- Get out of there.

- Shut up!

Put in your leg.

Stuck it.

Can you hook on the parapet?

Ready.

[The clock strikes midnight]

Happy New Year!

You dropped the flashlight.

Come on, drink faster.

I'm fine.

You know this bike that

when a person drowns...

his whole life flies before him?

It's true, you know.

Today I understood this.

Have you seen your past?

It was a sad sight.

Meaningless.

I realized that I lived my life in vain.

Are you proud of your life?

Yes... why do you ask?

You and I are berries of the same field.

Lonely people...

choosing to watch for the holidays,

because they have no one to celebrate.

Maybe it's YOU - lonely.

Where did you celebrate Christmas?

On the other roof.

And who will be informed about

the accident or your death?

To my lawyer.

I have the same.

Losers - that's who we are.

A couple of losers.

What nonsense!

After living a lifetime,

we did not have anybody...

who could take care of us,

except for a paid lawyer.

Do you mind if I ask you

to take off your hat?

I thought so. You are a beautiful woman.

- Prezhde was also sweet.

- And until now.

Strong features.

And beautiful.

I guess you never had a

serious relationship.

Are you serious?

I caught you.

We, single people of middle

age, are of two types:

The first who does not

care about anything...

and the second, the care

of which is too great.

And there are those who

agree to a compromise.

They are quite happy with the

second wife, the third husband...

who is fit.

And we are alone.

Sometimes, they leave us no choice.

How many closed doors before us.

Slammed tightly.

It's good that I have a job.

It's amazing how those who do not

have a job cope with loneliness.

I have not discussed this with anyone else.

You could not.

But I'm talking about this now.

But why?

Please continue.

If you do not mind.

During the last war I was in France.

I had a wife and a son.

But when I returned, they died.

Flu epidemic. Here and so.

I was told about this.

Thank you.

And your story?

She's not here.

Try it.

Come on...

This is not at all interesting.

I have to be alone.

Miss Norris, I hope you did not think that

I was going to interfere in your affairs.

Of course not. Forget it.

Let's forget... Let's go,

we'll start with fresh air.

- We will begin?

- New Year's Life.

Let's have dinner together.

- You're crazy.

- You are indecisive.

No. I just do not know where you'll

find a table on New Year's Eve.

I'll find a table. You will go?

I'm not going anywhere.

And I also did not want to go

to a restaurant full of people.

But if you go with me...

Okay. But I assure you my dear Mr...

Imagine, I do not even know your name.

- Desh.

- Desh.

Do you relate to the Deshome family?

Yes.

I see... And where do you

find the table, Lord Deshem?

I'll call you where.

- Where's the phone?

- There, at the reception.

Thank you.

Excuse me, Miss Norris. Here the

gentleman wants to talk to you.

- With me?

- Major, here it is.

I was told that you are the lady who took the

Pearson Falls magazine in the reading room?

- Yes, I'll return it as soon as I finish reading it.

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