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Synopsis: In WWII Pat Jamieson is a scientist working, with Government support, on a high-altitude oxygen mask for fighter pilots. But he has nowhere to conduct his research in secret until he meets Jamie Rowan, a woman with an unused house with a scientist's basement. Jamie has no hopes of marrying for love (and neither does Pat) but Jamie wants to help the war effort and she likes this quirky scientist and his dog, so to satisfy the proprieties they agree on a business arrangement: a marriage of convenience and partnership. They happily work on oxygen mixes instead of honeymooning. But as the footing of their relationship begins warm up, Jamie is courted by another man and the old flame that broke Pat's heart is back in his life. It will take a sleepwalking ruse, dodging in and out of doors, and a working oxygen mask to get them together again.
Genre: Comedy, Romance
Director(s): Harold S. Bucquet
Production: MGM (Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer)
 
IMDB:
6.8
APPROVED
Year:
1945
111 min
224 Views


- Thank you.

Jamie Jamieson.

Be kind of a pretty name.

Don't think I didn't think of that.

How's it feel?

- How's it feel?

- Feels fine. How's it look?

Oh, it looks great.

You look like Buck Rogers.

Buck Rogers. Great flyer,

especially in the stratosphere.

- Where?

- In the funny paper.

Let's try the oxygen valve.

Doorbell.

- Anna's gone out. Let it ring.

- Might be General Stevenson.

Hold everything.

Professor Grinza. Well, come in,

come, come in, come in.

- How are you?

- My woman-hating friend.

How do you like Washington?

Fine, fine, fine. You'll spend the night.

- Well, are you sure, Patrick?

- Sure.

You couldn't have come

at a better time.

- I just started my first test.

- Really?

I don't think the thing will

work tonight...

...but I want you to see

what I've been doing.

Oh, yes, I forgot. Hey.

Great piece of luck.

This is Professor Grinza

I've told you about.

How do you do?

How do you...? Excuse me.

How do you do?

This is my little tank job.

- Very nice.

- Honey of a pump.

I can get her up to 30,000 feet

in less than two minutes.

Say, Patrick. Who is that?

I'm sorry.

May I introduce my assistant

and my wife?

- Well, Patrick, I congratulate you.

- Thank you.

Mrs. Jamieson, I can only say...

- Mrs. Jamieson, I congratulate you too.

- Thank you very much, professor.

Well, come on. Excuse me.

Let's get on with it, huh?

- Mind stepping into your plane?

- Good luck.

Thank you. Same to you.

- Be careful, won't you?

- Yeah.

Drive slowly. Don't bump into

any clouds.

If you get too much oxygen

better pull over...

...or they'll pinch you

for drunken driving.

- When will I know if I get too much?

- You'll know, all right.

Will you handle the exhaust valve?

Okay.

Oxygen starting in

at four pounds' pressure.

- Altitude 4000 at zero minutes, 20.

- Check.

You weren't married

when I saw you in Chicago.

No. Oxygen coming in at 4.7.

Altitude 18,000 at zero, 58.

- Oxygen intake perfect.

- Check.

You were perhaps engaged

to her then?

No. Only met her two months ago.

- Well, she's not like the girl in Paris.

- I should say not.

- Oxygen coming in at 5. 1.

- One-forty-nine. Oxygen intake perfect.

- When were you married?

- This afternoon.

This afternoon?

But, Pat, your wedding day.

I'm worried about that valve.

- Oxygen still at 5.2.

- Oxygen intake perfect.

She's very useful to me.

Used to work with Perry at Columbia.

Yes. Good, good.

But what am I doing here?

Here's where I load it.

- Oxygen going up now, 5.9.

- Altitude perfect.

Oxygen intake...

I feel so uptake intake outtake.

I take, you take, we all take.

I take, you take, I take, we all take.

That settles it. Come on down.

Pull over to the curb.

You're coming down, Mrs. Uptake.

- What happened?

- Too much gas.

What?

Oh, Pat, I hope it wasn't my fault.

No, no, no. It wasn't your fault.

How do you feel?

All right. I feel all right.

Pat, maybe it was something

with the valve.

I feel intake, uptake, outtake.

I don't know.

Three thousand...

...2000...

...1000.

Happy landing, Mrs. Uptake.

How'd it go?

Wait a minute. I have to undo this.

Maybe we could try it again, Pat,

at a lower pressure.

No.

No, I don't think that was the trouble.

- Do you, professor?

- Possibly not.

But you can't solve this problem

in one day.

Especially your wedding day.

Mrs. Jamieson, I can't tell you...

You see,

I was Patrick's father's best friend.

I'm so very happy that he has found

what he has been looking for.

- A woman who can stand on her head.

- Exactly.

Exactly, Patrick.

Now, Mrs. Jamieson,

that you've come down...

...from 35,000 feet to the level

on which you were married...

...I think I'll say good night.

Oh, no,

but you're gonna spend the night.

- Pat, didn't you ask him?

- Oh, sure.

Who? Me? No, thank you. I've

a very urgent outtake. I'm late now.

- Oh, no, no.

- Oh, you must stay.

- It's silly for you to leave.

- Goodbye. Goodbye.

We have plenty of room. Come on, stay.

- Professor, you don't understand.

- What don't I understand?

Well, you see, we have a few questions

we'd like to ask you.

Oh, Patrick, you are a big boy now.

I'll be back tomorrow in the afternoon

after I've seen General Stevenson.

I'll tell him that you have

made satisfactory progress.

Up to now, anyway.

Why, even Dizzy wants you to stay.

- What's the dog's name?

- Dizzy.

Dizzy?

That's quite a name

to live up to in this house.

- Well, goodbye, Mrs. Jamieson.

- Goodbye.

I'm very happy to have met you.

Bye, Pat.

Professor, your...

Well, he didn't have to insult Diz.

I guess there's no use trying to

explain our marriage to anyone.

No, we can't expect people

to understand.

Did it upset you?

The experiment? Oh, no, just means

we have more work to do, that's all.

I'll turn out the lights. I'm tired.

You're tired, Mr. Jamieson?

I flew up 35,000 feet.

- And upside down too.

- Were you ashamed of me?

I was proud of you.

Grinza likes you too.

We're off to a flying start.

Hey, what are you doing?

- Are these your pajamas?

- I hope so. Why?

Glad I don't have to see you in them.

Fish eyes swimming in mucilage.

Well, good night,

Mrs. Uptake Intake Outtake.

If I couldn't invent

a better helmet than that...

- We will.

- You will.

- Breakfast at 7:30.

- Well, thank you.

- Good night.

- Good night.

Diz. Hey, Diz. Diz.

Diz, hey.

Mr. Jamieson. Mr. Jamieson.

What are you doing in my bedroom?

Get out of here.

I think it would be better

if you didn't try to pretend.

Pretend? Aren't you ashamed

of yourself? Get...

Where is my bathrobe?

You happen to be in my bed.

Yes.

I might have known.

I guess you'll just have to lock me up.

Well, it's no crime, you know.

If you do it, you do it.

Do what?

Somnambulism.

Noctambulism,

there are a lot of names for it.

There doesn't seem to be any cure.

They throw you out of the army for it.

Oh, Pat. Pat.

- Well, okay?

- Yes.

If it gets any worse,

you'll have to call the...

It couldn't get any worse.

If you knew...

I know.

Good night.

Where were you in my hour of need?

Remind me to trade you in

on a cat.

What was that measurement again?

One thirty-three point seven.

Let's have a little more light, huh?

Let's take tomorrow off and go fishing.

One thirty-three point seven.

I said come here.

I wanna show you something.

Well, what?

- Nature.

- Where?

Out there.

Don't be afraid to breathe it.

It's just Virginia fresh air.

Fresh air? What's that good for?

You and me after six months in a cellar.

Okay. I'll breathe

your fresh country air...

...and I'll smell your fresh

country flowers...

...and I'll listen

to your loudmouthed birds...

...but I won't visit with those visitors

that are coming.

Hi there, Dizzy. Anybody home?

Anybody home?

Oh, hello, Contacts.

Would you like to take a buggy ride?

Certainly not.

What are you doing down here?

Oh, same as you. Visiting friends.

What friends?

Over there.

You mean over there, don't you?

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Philip Jerome Quinn Barry (June 18, 1896 – December 3, 1949) was an American dramatist best known for his plays Holiday (1928) and The Philadelphia Story (1939), which were both made into films starring Katharine Hepburn and Cary Grant. more…

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