(bright upbeat music) (film reel ticking) (gentle spirited music) (gentle music) (gentle upbeat music) ♪ You were meant for me ♪ >> Don't play that, Applejack.

♪ Was meant for ♪ I'm leaving.

>> Applejack: Julie!

>> Would you go down to the station and get me a ticket on the 11 o'clock?

And cash that check for me.

Smith's will do it for you.

Then I'd like you to drive me to the train.

>> Applejack: Julie, you better think this over.

>> I have been thinking it over, Applejack.

I've been thinking about it for days.

>> Applejack: You and Roger have been married a long time.

>> We don't need each other anymore.

When that happens to two people there's nothing left.

(gentle melancholic music) (gentle music) (Victrola clicks) (gentle upbeat music) ♪ You were meant for me ♪ ♪ I was meant for you, for you, for you, for ♪ (gentle upbeat music) ♪ You were meant for me ♪ ♪ I was meant for you, for you, for you, for you ♪ ♪ For you, for you, for you, for you, for you, for you ♪ ♪ You're like a plaintiff melody ♪ ♪ That never lets me free ♪ ♪ For I'm content the angels must have sent you ♪ ♪ And they meant you just for me ♪ >> What can I do for you?

>> Oh, uh, the record department.

>> They're right here.

>> Roger: How about that one up there, that book?

>> Beethoven?

>> Roger: Yes, the furthest one, see?

>> "No.

7" >> Oh, you keep them down there.

>> Needles?

>> No.

Who plays the sheet music here?

>> I do.

>> Oh, you do that?

>> Mm-hmm.

>> Well, would you mind playing that for me please?

>> Certainly, I'd be glad to.

♪ Plaintiff melody ♪ ♪ And I'm content the angels must have sent you ♪ ♪ And they meant you just for me ♪ >> New tune, isn't it?

>> I beg your pardon?

>> It's a new tune.

>> Oh, I didn't hear you.

Yes, it just came in.

>> Would be nice to dance to.

>> It is.

>> What's on the other side?

>> It's another new one.

>> Would you mind playing it for me?

>> No.

This way.

♪ For I'm content the angels must have sent you ♪ ♪ And they meant you just for me ♪ >> Goodnight.

>> Goodnight.

>> Buy a flower, mister.

(whistle blowing) >> I'm going this way, honest.

>> I'm going this way, too, honest.

(gentle romantic music) >> What's the matter?

>> Nothing, I live here, that's all.

>> Oh.

>> Well, goodnight.

>> Goodnight.

Oh, uh, would you mind if I ask you a personal question?

>> Guess not.

>> Uh, have you got a Victrola inside?

>> Why, yes, of course.

>> Would you let me hear this one?

Otherwise I'll have to take it home and imagine how it sounds.

>> Don't you have a machine at home?

>> No.

Why on earth did you buy 27?

(Julie laughs) ♪ In my dreams it seems your face is near to me ♪ ♪ And it's dear to me ♪ ♪ Oh, it's just a memory ♪ (Victrola clicks) (gentle upbeat music) (Roger humming) (Julie whistling) >> What are you thinking about?

>> That it's our song they're playing.

At least that's what you said when we were dancing.

What are you thinking about?

>> Oh, just wishing.

Wishing I could be with you every day like this.

I mean, I wish every day could be a holiday like this.

I mean, never have to go back home, never have to go to work.

>> Perfect, wouldn't it?

>> What's it say?

>> Oh, nothing, it's silly.

>> Come on.

>> Oh, no, really, it's silly.

(Roger laughs) >> Oh, those things are a lot of bunk, they never come true.

(metal thuds) (Boy laughs) Go on, beat it.

>> You don't like kids very much, do you?

>> Oh, I like them, all right, except when they're pests.

>> Julie: What does it say?

>> Hm?

>> (chuckles) Come on.

>> Oh, nothing.

>> Come on.

>> Nothing.

>> Come on, tell me.

(cookie snaps) Come on.

Unromantic.

>> Man: Boo!

(Julie gasps) >> I thought you said we were going to the place to ourselves.

>> Oh, just the ocean.

The beach I couldn't get.

Hey, you're doing all right.

Two or three more lessons you'll be able to swim.

You can almost float now.

>> When your arms are holding me up.

>> When you're with me, you're safe.

(gentle romantic music) >> I don't know whether it's safe or not.

>> I'm darned if I do either.

>> It must be getting late.

Let's get dressed.

>> No, there's plenty of time.

>> I'm thinking about that last train home.

Come on, Roger, get dressed.

>> All right.

(door clicks) (upbeat music) (group chattering) >> Where's that big shot reporter of yours?

Putting the paper to bed?

>> Oh, there's no sentiment in newspaper business, New Year's Eve is just like any other night.

(door bell rings) (door clicks) >> Joe Connor here yet?

>> Yes.

Joe!

>> Hi, Joe!

>> Hello, Homer!

>> Just off the boat!

>> Julie, has he phoned yet?

>> Julie: Has who phoned?

Besides it's none your business!

>> Oh, you don't have to bite my head off!

>> Oh, I'm sorry!

>> It's all right.

You'd think the big lummmox would phone or, or something.

>> But he said he might have to go out on a story.

>> Yeah.

Julie, has he ever said anything?

You know what I mean, said anything.

>> No, no, not right out.

>> Ah, that's what I thought.

Men never say anything right out, you gotta drag it out of 'em.

The things a man will do to keep from getting engaged.

(knuckles tapping) >> Applejack!

>> Come on it.

Let me take your things!

>> Yeah, put them someplace where I can grab 'em fast.

I don't belong here.

>> Well, of course you belong here.

Didn't I invite you?

Come on in and meet some of my friends.

>> Oh, gosh no.

Is there a drink in the house?

>> "Right off the boat," that's what the bootlegger said.

>> Applejack: Did he say what boat?

>> Well, what boat would you like?

We have all the labels.

Come on, help yourself.

>> You?

>> Never use it.

>> You know, this party might turn out all right at that.

Where's Roger?

>> Oh, I thought maybe you'd know.

>> Pretty crazy about that reporter, aren't you?

>> I'm sort of fond of him.

>> That's bad.

I hate seeing a nice girl like you get mixed up with a newspaper man.

Gosh, you never know what they're up to.

They can get away with anything and alibi their work.

Of course a lot of fun ducking around interviewing chorus girls and all that sort of thing.

You think it's swell, you're married- >> Applejack, listen, don't worry about me.

I don't need any advice.

I've never even thought about getting married.

>> No fooling?

>> No fooling.

>> Well, I've been worried sick.

>> About what?

>> I've been telling him for six months if he didn't keep away from you he'd find himself married.

(Applejack and Julie laughing) ♪ Goodbye forever, old fellows ♪ >> Guest: Hey, it's Rog.

Where you been.

Roger?

>> Oh, Applejack, you're cute.

(laughing) ♪ Forever, old sweethearts and pals ♪ ♪ God bless them ♪ >> Julie, Julie, I've got to talk to you right away.

>> Oh, hello!

When did you get here?

>> I wanna talk to you!

(door clicks) Excuse me.

>> Come right in.

♪ See that old ♪ >> This is important, dear.

Where can we be alone?

>> Oh, why alone, I'm having fun.

>> You've been pushing me around all evening.

Now put 'em up.

>> Roger: Come on.

(door bangs) (door clicks) ♪ Gee but I'd give the world ♪ >> Where you been, pal?

♪ To see that old gang of ♪ >> Now don't be angry, Julie.

I'd have been here sooner only a lots happened.

>> It's a fine time to come to party just before midnight.

>> I know, darling.

I'm sorry, but I've had a million things to do.

Now wait minute, darling, I wanna get this straight.

I wanna tell you everything.

Julie, I've had a real break.

Flynn quit his job over in Tokyo.

He's our Japanese correspondent.

He got fed up with the assignment, or the weather, or something.

Imagine the spot that left the paper in.

Only one man in the Orient and he walked out on the job.

Oh, darling, you're cold, here, here put this around you.

>> I'm just so excited.

>> There we are.

>> You're gonna take his place?

>> Well, that's what they want me to do.

I've got a ticket here for a train that leaves at 3:00 am.

Gets me to San Francisco just in time to catch the next boat for Yokohama.

I can't believe it yet, Julie.

Imagine them picking me.

>> Well, you're able, Roger.

You have ability.

Anybody can see that.

You're going, huh?

>> That's what I wanna talk to you about, honey.

It's a good salary, two-year contract, and I'm more or less my own boss.

It's the kind of opportunity I've always wanted.

So look, dear, I was wondering.

>> Listen, little boy, of course I want you to go if that's what's worrying you.

Please don't think- >> No, I wasn't worrying about that.

I knew you'd want me to take the job, sure.

But, Julie, let's get married.

Let's get married right away tonight.

I'll be able to send for you in three months.

I'll have the money then.

>> Three months?

Why the rush to get married now?

>> Well, do you think I'm gonna let a funny little redhead like you run around loose here?

Suppose some other fellow came along.

Oh, Julie, I've got to have you.

(horn wailing) Is it till death do us part?

(fireworks banging) >> Till death do us part.

(group cheering) >> Happy New Year!

>> Happy New Year!

>> Happy New Year!

♪ Brought to mind ♪ >> Happy New Year!

>> Happy New Year!

>> Happy New Year!

>> Happy New Year!

>> Everything's all set, I've got a cab waiting.

All we have to do is sign the license.

Happy New Year!

♪ Days of auld lang syne ♪ ♪ For auld lang syne, my dear ♪ ♪ For auld lang syne ♪ ♪ We'll ♪ (gentle music) >> Minister: For richer or poorer.

>> For richer or poorer.

>> Minister: In sickness and in health.

>> In sickness and in health.

>> Minister: To love and to cherish.

>> To love and to cherish.

>> Minister: Till death do us part.

>> Till death do us part.

("Wedding March") >> All aboard.

>> Ticket.

>> Julie: Well, we made it.

>> Well, good bye, Applejack.

>> Good bye, boy.

>> Keep an eye on Julie for me.

>> I sure will, boy.

>> So long, Dot.

Take good care of her.

>> Dotty: I will.

>> Goodbye.

Goodbye, darling.

Excuse me a minute, will ya?

>> Wait for me.

>> All right.

>> Oh, Roger, I can't say goodbye.

>> Here you are, sir.

>> Thank you.

>> Thank you.

>> Roger: It's not goodbye, darling, it's just see you later.

>> Attendant: Is there anything I can do for you, boss?

>> How soon does the train pull out?

>> Attendant: About three minutes, sir.

>> Thank you.

Well, Mrs. Adams.

>> Mrs. Adams!

Sounds strange, doesn't it?

>> Not strange, it sounds great.

>> Does sound great, doesn't it?

>> Yes, darling.

>> There's something about a train, I don't know whether it's the way it looks or the way it smells, or what it is, always makes me feel I wanna be off somewhere.

>> Roger: I know, darling, I know, I always feel the same way.

>> Oh, Roger, I wish this was our honeymoon.

>> Oh, I do too, darling.

(bell ringing) Promise me something, will you?

Promise me never to take it off.

>> I'll never take it off, no matter what happens.

>> Thank you, darling.

(train whirring) >> Julie: Roger, the train's moving.

>> Roger: I'll get you off.

(train engine roaring) (bell ringing) (brakes squeaking) >> Board!

(train clanging) >> Write from Yokohama.

>> Yes, don't worry.

>> Write too.

(gentle music) (record clicking) (gentle upbeat music) (group chattering) Roger.

>> Darling.

>> Oh.

>> Oh, sweet.

Well, here we are.

>> Ours?

>> Yours.

>> Julie: Roger, I didn't expect anything like this.

It's like something in a dream.

>> These are our servants, Cook-San, O'Hanna-San.

>> Julie: How do you do?

Hello.

>> Hello.

>> Hello.

>> Hello.

>> Hello, there.

>> Hello.

>> Boy: Hello.

(Julie laughs) >> Whose children?

>> The servant's children.

They live here.

>> I thought you didn't like children.

>> Who, me?

They're all right.

Come on in.

How do you like the place?

>> It's lovely.

But it's so luxurious, how could we afford it?

>> Oh, now don't be so practical when I'm being highly romantic.

Nothing's too good for my little wife.

You gotta see this, come on.

How do you like that, huh?

>> Darling, it's beautiful.

Ah, you are sweet.

But I would have been satisfied with anything just to be here.

>> Oh, I know you would, darling.

But only the best for you.

Come on, we have an upstairs to this house too.

We have a shinshitsu.

>> What's a shinshitsu?

>> Shinshitsu is the Japanese word for bedroom, believe it or not.

>> That's right, you wrote me you spoke Japanese.

>> Roger: Oh, yes.

>> Roger, it's perfect.

Simply perfect.

>> I thought you'd like it.

Hello, there.

>> Hey, Roger, are we going to keep it, I mean, stay here right along?

>> Why, certainly, it's yours.

I bought the lease from an American that went back.

I got the lease, the furniture, two servants, three kids, a cat, and her kids all for 2,000 yen.

>> 2,000 yen, how much is that?

>> Oh, about a thousand dollars.

>> A thousand dollars.

>> Roger: That's right.

>> How in the world you do it?

I mean get the money to send for me and buy all this too?

>> Well, I got an advance.

>> Advance?

>> Sure, an advance on my salary.

Oh, everybody does out here.

(chuckles) Only the other day a fellow down at the office was saying, "He wished April was here."

And I said why?

And he said, "Well, so that I could get an advance on my December salary."

(laughs) Oh, now, darling, you're not gonna be one of those wives always worried about money, are you?

>> Oh, no.

>> Hmm?

>> No, only.

>> Besides, you forget we still got the inheritance.

>> Yes, I know, but, well, I'd sort of hate to start off in debt, especially- >> You've got a lot to learn about the Orient.

>> Roger.

(gentle music) Remember this?

>> Oh, sure, it's one of those fortune things you got at the beach.

Oh, fancy you keeping that.

>> "They're not always the bunk," you said that.

>> Did I say that?

Well, well.

>> Sometimes it's like wishes, they come true.

>> Why sure they do, certainly.

Well, why didn't you tell me?

Why didn't you write me?

>> You don't like them.

>> I don't like them?

Well, of course I do.

Why would I have three of them running around the?

And this will be our own.

An American kid.

Our own.

>> Yeah.

>> Gee, that's great.

>> Oh, Roger, oh, I'm so relieved.

>> Well, you funny little redhead.

(Julie laughs) (gentle upbeat music) >> Very fine kimono.

Very expensive.

Husband must be rich man.

>> He's either rich or.

>> Moshi, moshi!

>> Julie: Hi!

(knuckles tapping) What are you doing home this time of the day?

>> What makes you so beautiful, huh?

>> Julie: Roger, how'd you get off so early?

>> Come on, let me see you.

Well, if having babies makes you look like this we'd better keep on having them.

How do you like it?

>> Oh, Roger, I adore it.

But why all this today?

This isn't my birthday.

>> Oh, it's a souvenir.

It's a souvenir of your stay in Japan, because, darling, we're leaving.

>> Leaving Japan?

>> Hm-hmm.

Now brace yourself for good news, Mrs. Adams, because good news is what I bring.

We now belong to that class of society known as the filthy rich.

>> Roger, the inheritance.

>> Yes.

>> You got it!

>> Yes, mam.

>> Oh.

That's wonderful.

>> There, now, you see?

You didn't believe me about it, did you?

>> No, no, I didn't, I just- >> Isn't it great?

>> Thank you for the dolly.

>> Thank you for the ball.

>> (laughs) Oh, that's all right.

I'm teaching him to be a first baseman.

Now, paragraph two, Mr. and Mrs. Roger Adams, socially prominent young couple plan to take a trip around the world.

>> Julie: The paper's sending you?

>> No, I've quit the paper.

We're gonna have a last fling before we settle down and become good old American parents.

>> Julie: But, Roger, you just didn't give up your job on the paper for no reason at all?

>> Oh, darling, this trip's an inspiration.

Do you remember the honeymoon I promised you?

Well, we're gonna have it.

>> Yes, but things are different now.

We've got to think about the baby.

>> We'll, that's just it, as soon as the baby comes we won't be able to go anywhere.

Besides, I want our baby born in the USA.

Maybe even get to work and start a little paper.

>> Oh, but a trip like this costs a fortune.

Did you get more than the 20,000?

>> No, as a matter of fact we didn't get the 20,000.

We sold the property for cash and got 13,500.

>> Well, can you take a trip, and buy a paper, and all like that on 13,500?

>> Don't forget there's still lawyers' fees and deductions, stuff like that.

>> Julie: Just how much did you get, Roger?

>> I'm trying to tell you.

After the deductions we got 10,000.

>> 10,000?

>> Hm-hmm.

I still got a couple of thousand in bills around here to pay.

>> Then you really got only $8,000.

>> Yes.

Well, did you ever have that much money in your life?

>> No.

>> Well, then what are you squawking about?

>> I'm not squawking.

I just think you're acting like a child.

We should be thinking about the future.

You rush in and pack your things and give up a perfectly good job.

No grown-up man should act like that.

>> Oh, all right.

I thought the trip would be a lot of fun for you.

If I had known you would feel like that, I wouldn't have planned on it.

That's all right, let's forget it, we won't go.

>> Julie: I'll go in and arrange for the packing.

>> Oh, no, forget about it.

(door bangs) (water splashing) (ducks honking) (wings fluttering) (ducks honking) (chime clanging) (ground rumbling) (house rattling) (debris crashing) (roof thudding) (boards crashing) (debris crashing) (suspenseful music) (debris thudding) (dramatic music) (brooding music) >> Well, that's all.

Otherwise, you'll enjoy perfect health.

Be playing tennis in a couple of months.

Now I've got some good news for you.

I'm letting your husband see you today.

How's that?

>> Pretty.

>> Make you feel better?

I've had my hands full keeping that boy out of here for the last couple of days.

>> Hello, darling.

>> Hello, Roger.

(gentle music) >> Well.

>> Sweet.

(gentle romantic music) (gentle somber music) (gentle melancholic music) >> Gee, I've been miserable not being able to see you, honey.

But I've had a chance to, to do some serious thinking, dear.

I've been scouting around the nearby towns trying to look for that little newspaper, you know.

No more silly ideas like traveling around, darling.

You were absolutely right about that.

I think I found it, honey.

(baby crying) It's a little town just north of here, a place called Rosalia.

Did you ever hear of it?

>> Uh-uh.

(baby crying) (door clicks) >> Well, it's pretty nearly the kind of place we wanted.

The fellow who owned the newspaper has been kind of letting it go to seed, but we can make something of it.

And best of all, darling, we'll have a home of our own.

Something we'll always call ours.

And if I can make a go of the paper, I'll be able to get you anything you want.

I'll be, I'll ne able to get you furniture, a car, clothes, everything.

>> You know, it's strange, Roger, but I can't get myself to care about those things now.

They don't seem important anymore.

The one thing I've really wanted I'm never gonna have.

(Victrola clicks) (gentle music) (gentle brooding music) (door clicks) (gentle music) (gentle brooding music) (door clicks) (gentle music) (gentle music) (door bangs) (window bangs) (press clanging) (upbeat music) >> Well, what do you think of this one, Skeeter?

>> Quite an improvement.

Gee, Mr. Adams, I'd like to get a job with a live wire outfit like this.

>> You would?

All right, Skeetey, you've got one, and a permanent job, too.

>> Oh, boy.

(door clicks) (bell rings) >> Applejack!

>> Howdy, Roger!

>> Hello, fellow!

>> How's the old married man?

>> Roger: Well, you had me worried.

I thought you were gonna let me down.

>> So this is the fastest growing little newspaper in the fastest growing little town in the west.

>> Roger: Certainly!

>> I left the Bulletin for this.

(Roger laughs) What you got here?

>> It's our new makeup.

What do you think of it?

>> What are you printing it in code?

>> Code, no, the Linotype machine is stuck.

Why did you think I sent for you?

>> Applejack!

>> Miss Julie!

>> Am I glad to see you.

Come on up and help me fix the bathtub.

You're just in time.

>> Wait a minute, let him fix this first.

>> All right.

The newspaper always comes first around here.

>> Roger: Come on.

>> What've you been feeding it?

The switch on?

>> Yeah.

(hand thuds) (printer whirring) >> Now where's that bathtub?

(Roger laughing) (upbeat music) (gentle brooding music) (dramatic music) (gentle music) (rain pattering) >> Julie: Hello, Applejack.

>> Oh, I didn't know you were busy.

>> Oh, I'm not busy.

I've just been thinking about fixing up this old storeroom.

>> I just wanted to show you a new ad we got from the telephone company.

>> Oh, well, that helps, doesn't it?

>> Sure does.

You know if we keep on with it we'll pay the paper bill next month.

>> Roger back yet?

>> No, he's still out running down subscriptions.

Said, "He might not be home 'til late."

>> Oh, well, come on then, sit down, Applejack.

We might as well have our dinner.

(gentle music) >> You know, Miss Julie, we oughta have a kid around this house.

>> I thought you knew about that, Applejack.

>> Oh, sure I know about that.

But I'm talking about adopting one.

Sure you can get some pretty good ones that way.

You know, I'm an adopted kid myself.

I know that's not much of a recommendation, but I didn't turn out so bad.

Besides, I know a lot of regular kids who wound up in jail.

Miss Julie, I wish you could have seen some of those little sons of guns I used to room with.

They was the cutest little rascals you'd ever wanna look at.

>> I don't think Roger would want a child that way, Applejack.

One that wasn't his own.

>> Why not?

He's no sucker.

He don't wanna gamble.

Well, how do you know what it's gonna be like if it's gotta be your own?

This way you just walk in and help yourself to exactly what you want, and there's no guess work.

>> You know, I thought a lot about that.

I want one.

Roger was so disappointed when, I just haven't had the courage to- >> Miss Julie, do you wanna know something?

He's all for the idea.

Only a few days ago we were working together and I was talkin' with him and he- >> You were talking to him about this?

>> Applejack: Sure.

He's all for it.

>> Why didn't he say something to me?

>> He was afraid to say anything to you.

He, he was afraid you might have some fool notions.

>> Silly notions?

Why, if he only knew how many.

Well, the very idea, my own husband talking about things like this with the, the printer.

>> Press manager, please.

>> All right, the press manager.

Are you gonna be the mother?

>> No, I just thought I.

>> Julie: Fine thing.

Wait 'til I get my hands on that fellow.

>> Hello, what's going on?

A fight?

>> Julie: Hello, Roger.

>> Applejack: Roger, I want you to take a look at that new ad, would you come downstairs?

>> Oh, Roger, wait a minute.

Applejack.

Why didn't you tell me?

>> Hm, tell you what?

>> What you and Applejack have been talking about.

>> Miss Julie, I told you in confidence.

>> What were you talking about?

What did you say to her?

>> You know, about the uh.

>> He told me.

>> Told you what?

>> Well, you know, what we were talking about the.

>> What were we talking about?

>> Roger, if you wanted to adopt a baby, why didn't you talk to me?

>> Yes, you should've told her right in the first place, Roger, not me.

I'm not gonna be the mother.

>> Wait, did, did, uh, did you tell Julie I wanted to adopt a baby?

>> Well, I hinted at it.

I tried to break it to her gently and she.

>> Oh, you told her!

>> Yeah.

>> Roger, I'm so glad you feel that way.

>> Yes, she wants it even more than you, Roger.

>> Well, if that's the way we all feel about it.

>> I like it too.

>> I suppose it's settled.

>> Oh, Roger, I'm so glad.

If it hadn't been for Applejack letting it slip out I don't suppose I ever would have known.

>> Guess I'd better go fix that press.

>> Yeah, you fix everything else, don't you?

>> Didn't do so bad with the bathtub.

(traffic humming) >> Well, Julie, one other thing, look, uh, when you get to this place, don't get enthusiastic right off the bat.

You know, don't, don't just rush in and grab the first kid you see and go nuts about it.

>> What makes you think I'll grab the first one they show me?

I've been doing the shopping in this family for some time now, I just don't bring home anything.

>> I don't know, you came home with this tie, didn't you?

>> Oh, it's nice.

Everybody's wearing bow ties.

>> Yeah.

>> I have your letter here.

Two-year-old child, blue eyes, curly hair, dimpled chin, sweet disposition.

>> Uh, we'd prefer a boy.

>> But we'd like to look at the girl, too.

>> Well, now Julie, you know we agreed on a boy.

>> But it won't hurt to look, will it?

>> All right, we'll look.

Now, uh, now what can you show us?

>> Well, this is the Administration Building.

We don't have any children here at all.

>> Oh.

>> Everybody wants blue eyes, curly hair, dimples, sweet, everybody wants a two-year-old child.

Will you tell me why?

>> Well, you see, uh, in our case, that would have been the age of our own child, if uh.

>> Oh, I see.

>> Anyway, when they're two-years-old, they're more or less housebroken then, aren't they?

>> Well, not always.

At the moment we haven't any children available at all.

There's a long waiting list, there are three applications for every child.

If you get one within a year, you'll be lucky.

>> What?

>> A year?

>> You mean to say we might have to wait a year?

>> Well, after all, real parents wait almost a year.

>> Oh, yeah, certainly.

>> I know but, you see, we've, we've waited so long already.

>> I know, my dear, but you're both very young.

Then too, we have to have time to make our investigation.

>> Investigation?

>> Yes, you see, we're just as particular about you as prospective parents as you are about the child.

>> Oh, uh.

>> Naturally.

>> Yeah.

>> Ms. Oliver: What is your business, Mr. Adams?

>> I'm a publisher.

I run the Rosalia Courier.

>> Publisher?

>> Sure.

>> I beg your pardon.

Uh, Mrs. Green is on the phone.

What shall I tell her?

>> Oh, tell her that we're sorry.

But according to our investigator's report we find that Mr. Green doesn't have a steady income.

Later perhaps, if he finds himself better situated, we'll reconsider their application.

You see, it's not our aim to place our children in homes of wealth, but it's absolutely necessary for us to have the assurance that the adoptive parents are financially responsible.

>> Oh, sure.

>> I see in your letter that you live in the country.

Good.

I presume that means then that you have a house and yard.

>> Well, uh- >> No, we don't have a yard.

We live in an apartment.

But there's a nice park nearby.

>> Oh, yeah, we, we've got a swell roof too.

We've been putting a fence around it.

And I could, I could build a slide and a sandbox.

Well, as a matter of fact, the roof is better, better for a kid 'cause then he can't get on the street, you see?

Look, it doesn't have to be a yard, does it?

>> No, but you have a separate room for the child, haven't you?

That's very important.

>> Oh, sure.

>> Oh, yes, yes, we have a lovely room.

It's practically fixed up now.

>> Oh, well that's fine.

Now, about income.

Approximately, how much do you make a week?

Well, I, I couldn't tell you offhand.

I, I imagine about a hundred dollars a week.

Of course, I'd have to look at the books.

>> Ms. Oliver: Well, that's excellent.

If you'll just take that application home with you, fill it out and mail it in to us so we'll have all the details.

Then in due time- >> Thank you.

>> Ms. Oliver: One of our investigators will call on you.

>> Oh, fine.

>> You'll, you'll call us before she comes, won't you?

>> No, we just drop in.

That's our policy.

You see, we want to find your house as it is every day and not when it's fixed up for company.

>> Oh, I see.

>> Goodbye.

>> Goodbye, Ms. Oliver.

>> Goodbye.

(door clicks) Oh, it doesn't matter if he hasn't got curly hair.

It doesn't really matter.

(door bangs) >> Hey, they're darn choosy, if you ask me.

>> Why do you have to be a big shot?

>> When?

>> You know we don't make a hundred dollars a week.

>> You want the baby, don't you?

They can't prove it.

We don't keep books.

Come on.

Hey, quit stalling, get on with the cleaning.

>> Look, honey, left from the earthquake.

>> From Japan?

You'd better buy some more.

(door clicks) (Applejack chattering) (fists thudding) >> Excuse me, lady.

You should give a fellow a warning.

(door bangs) >> Does Mrs. Adams live here?

>> Yes, upstairs.

I'll call her.

>> Don't, don't bother.

I'm Ms. Oliver from the orphanage.

I'll find her.

>> I don't think she's home just now.

I, I think she's in church.

>> Ms. Oliver: In church?

This time of day?

>> Well, uh, you see, she and Mr. Adams go there quite a lot.

They just go there and sit.

Fine people the Adams.

(fast tempo upbeat music) >> Well, I'm sure that she won't mind if I just look around a bit.

>> Applejack: No, no, she won't mind.

(knuckles tapping) >> How do you do, Ms. Oliver?

>> How do you do, Mrs. Adams?

>> Oh, I'm sorry.

>> It's all right.

>> Won't you sit down?

Here.

>> No, thank you.

>> You've come to see the apartment?

>> That's right.

>> Well, this is it.

It, it's not very neat at the moment.

We're cleaning.

>> I see.

>> Uh, that's our little breakfast room out there.

And uh, if you'll step right this way.

This is our kitchen.

(door thudding) My husband has been meaning to fix this door for some time, but he's been so busy.

(door bangs) (window bangs) And uh, that brings us back to the, see the breakfast room.

Could I fix you a cup of tea?

>> No, thank you.

You spoke of a child's room.

A lovely room.

>> Yes, yes, that's over here.

(door clicks) (gentle music) (gentle music) >> Oh, this is sweet.

>> You really like it?

>> Any child would be lucky to have a room like this.

>> Oh, well, I want you to see our yard.

We're fixing that up too.

(body thuds) (Julie and Roger laughing) >> Well, well, hello, Ms. Oliver.

>> Mr. Adams.

>> Didn't expect you.

I just finished making it.

I thought I'd try it out see if it was strong enough for that two-year-old.

>> Ms. Oliver: I think I have a surprise for you.

A baby came in yesterday.

>> No!

>> Ms. Oliver, you mean.

>> Here, come and sit down.

>> Thanks.

Sit down.

That's the reason that we came around to see you sooner than we expected.

It's a little girl.

>> We don't want a girl.

>> Five weeks and three days old.

>> Five weeks!

>> Well, uh, we did speak of an older child, you know.

>> You might have to wait a long time.

After all, aren't you making to great a point of a child's age, Mr. Adams?

Eventually this child will be two-years-old.

>> But we don't know anything about such little babies.

>> (chuckles) Well, no one does until they have them.

And this is such an unusual little baby.

Actually there's another couple who has first choice.

Now that's strictly off the record.

But somehow I feel she's exactly the child for you.

That's why I wanted you to see her first and I couldn't resist giving you the chance.

>> Did you bring her with you?

>> Ms. Oliver: Oh, no, she's in the nursery.

You and Mr. Adams will have to come over to the city to see her.

>> What's she like, Ms. Oliver?

>> Well, I can't describe her exactly, but she's, well, she's like no other child.

(gentle music) >> Like no other child.

>> But she isn't a boy.

>> But look, Roger, there's no harm in looking at her.

If you don't like her, I won't say a word.

>> What's the use?

We don't want her.

>> Please, darling.

It won't hurt to look at her.

>> Oh, all right, we'll look.

>> Well, that's fine.

You call me up, and I'll make an appointment at the nursery.

I must go now.

(Julie chattering) Oh, if you change your mind, you will call me up, won't you?

>> Uh, yes, yes.

Ms. Oliver, please don't show her to that other couple until we've seen her, will you?

>> I won't, my dear.

(bell chiming) (group chattering) (Trina crying) (gentle music) She's like no other child.

That's why I wanted you to see her first.

Like no other child.

(gentle music) >> Well, how about him?

>> This is a day nursery, all these youngsters have parents, all except this lovely little girl.

(Trina cooing) >> What a grip, for a girl, I mean.

>> Would you like to hold her?

>> Would I.

(Trina cooing) (Trina giggling) (Trina cooing) >> Quite a kid.

Well, uh, you've had your look, dear.

How about going back home?

(gentle dramatic music) (gentle music) All right, she's yours, I guess.

When do we get her?

>> Now, if you like.

She's yours on a year's probation.

>> Now?

>> You mean we can just walk out of here with her like this?

>> It sometimes happens that way, if we make sure that the parents and the baby are just right for each other.

>> Well- >> We have no clothes for her.

We don't know how to feed her.

>> It's such a little baby.

>> Well, Ms. Morgan will take care of everything.

She'll give you the formulas and so forth, and then you can go downtown and buy whatever is necessary.

(Trina cooing) >> Thank you, Ms. Oliver, for being so kind.

>> Well, don't thank me, it just happened so.

Perhaps before you make up your minds fully to take the child you'd like to have me go into her history.

I assure you it's an excellent one.

>> If she'll take a chance on us, we'll take a chance on her.

>> Goodbye.

>> Goodbye.

>> Goodbye, Ms. Oliver.

(gentle music) I'll shut the door.

(door creaks) (bell rings) >> If she wakes up again, you know what that means.

(door clicks) >> Wait a minute.

Wait with that baby till I turn on the light.

I don't want you to drop him, I mean her.

(boxes thudding) (box thuds) (metal dings) (wood creaking) Come back and get it later.

(wood creaking) Take off your shoes.

(wood creaking) >> Shh.

No, no, go get the big one in our room.

(chair thuds) (wood creaking) Roger.

Let me have it.

>> It's all right with her.

Come on, let's go to bed.

>> I don't know.

I don't think I'll go to bed.

She eats again in a half hour.

Directions say so.

(clock ticking) >> I'll set the alarm.

Come on.

(clock cranking) >> Well.

>> Turn the bed clothes down, will you?

(alarm ringing) >> Turn it off!

Shut it off!

Push the button.

>> Please.

(alarm ringing ceases) (door thuds) What's the matter with it?

>> I don't know.

Do you think she's all right?

>> Huh?

Is it breathing?

(Trina cooing) >> She's certainly a cute a little baby, isn't she?

>> We were lucky to get her.

(Trina cooing) Let's go to bed.

(light clicks) (light clicks) (Julie sighs) (Trina crying) (foot thuds) (door thudding) (light clicks) Well, do something, quickly!

>> What do I do?

>> Well, well, do something.

Can't you see the baby's suffering?

>> That's just it, I don't know what to do.

(Trina crying) >> Oh, oh, now, don't just stand there, do something!

>> Here, you take her.

>> Hm?

>> Go on, you do something.

Oh, no, no, I'm gonna get Ms. Oliver.

(Julie laughs) (Julie laughing) (Roger laughs) >> Just wanted her daddy.

Move the chair, please.

Shh.

(clock ticking) (gentle music) (foot thuds) (bottle thuds) (Roger cooing) (blankets rustling) (Trina cooing) (light clicks) Julie!

The baby!

It's gone!

The baby's kidnapped!

(Trina crying) >> She was lonesome so I brought her in here with us.

>> Don't ever do that to me again!

>> Applejack: Morning, boys.

(printer whirring) >> Hey!

What are you trying to do?

>> What?

>> Shut it off!

Now what are you trying to do?

>> What am I trying to do?

I'm trying to get your crummy paper out, that's what I'm trying to do.

>> What's the idea of waking the baby up?

>> What baby?

>> My baby.

>> Your baby?

>> Yeah, it came last night.

>> No fooling, a baby?

>> Yeah.

>> Whoo, a baby!

(laughing) >> Quiet, quiet!

Come on, I'll show you.

Come on.

(wood creaking) (Trina cooing) (nut cracking) (nut cracking) Can I help?

>> No.

(Trina cooing) (nut cracking) (Trina cooing) >> Sure you don't want me to help?

>> No, thanks.

(nut cracking) (Trina cooing) (nut cracking) (nut cracking) (Trina cooing) (Trina cooing) (nut cracking) (nut cracking) (Trina cooing) (nut cracking) (Trina crying) >> Applejack: What's the matter?

>> Nothing's the matter.

(Trina crying) >> What's the trouble?

>> I can't do anything as long as you're sitting here watching me.

Get out!

Go on, get out all of you!

What do you think this is?

>> Roger: Go on, get out of here.

>> Applejack: Go on now, get down to that paper.

And be quiet about it.

>> Julie: Oh, Roger, I don't know how to bathe her.

I'm afraid I'll drown it.

>> Oh, no darling, now take it easy.

>> I could drown in that much water.

>> Oh.

>> Here.

>> Come one, cheer up.

(Trina cooing) >> Hello, there peanut.

Your Uncle Applejack's gonna give you a nice bath.

Give me that wash rag.

There we are.

Some day your Uncle Applejack will teach you to swim.

>> Oh, Roger, I'll never be able to do that.

We'll have to give her back.

>> Sure you will.

Take it easy, darling.

>> All you gotta do is decide who's boss and throw her in.

>> How in the world did you ever learn to do that, Applejack?

>> My sister had four kids.

She took two and I'd take two.

Yeah, so pretty.

Where's that towel?

There we are, there we are.

We'll dry you off.

Where's the talcum?

>> Hm, here.

(Trina cooing) (Trina cooing) (Applejack laughing) >> Cootchie-cootchie-coo.

Cootchie-cootchie-coo.

Where is it?

>> What?

>> It.

>> Oh, here.

>> There we are.

Yes, sir, who's a mighty fine girl?

(Trina cooing) Just a minute, now.

Think you can hold this a minute without dropping it?

>> Oh, sure.

Oh, baby, come here.

Yes, yes, yes.

(Roger cooing) >> Here, give it here.

>> I, I forget what.

>> Now watch this closely.

I'm a one pin man myself.

There you are.

You jump right in there, peanut.

(gentle music) Here you go to your momma.

>> Oh.

>> You better write all that down, 'cause I might get a better offer.

(gentle upbeat music) (Trina cooing) ♪ Just Molly and me ♪ ♪ And baby makes three ♪ ♪ We're happy in my blue ♪ >> She has got your smile, Roger.

>> Oh, sure, she's good-looking.

>> Still sorry she wasn't a boy?

>> Huh?

A boy?

What do you mean a boy?

Did you hear that?

You wanted a boy.

I didn't want no boy.

Trina's Daddy's little girl, aren't you, Trina?

Whoo.

(laughing) >> Oh, Roger, be careful now.

(Trina giggling) (knuckles tapping) >> Ms. Oliver: Hello!

>> Julie: Hello, Ms. Oliver.

>> How do you do, Mrs. Adams?

>> Come in.

Thank you so much for letting us know you were coming this time.

>> Hello, Ms. Oliver.

>> Oh, how do you do, Mr. Adams?

>> Trina, this is your fairy godmother, Ms. Oliver.

>> Say, hello, sweetheart.

>> Yes, she's not very timid, is she?

I can plainly see that she adores her father.

>> She means everything to us.

>> What's the matter, got a cold?

(tongue clicking) (Trina cooing) >> Yes, you do, everything.

>> When are we going to own her outright?

>> You go before the judge the 27th.

>> 27th, huh?

>> You'll want to see these charts, I suppose.

>> Yes.

>> I have it for you here.

>> One you can send back to us.

And the other you'll file with the court, at the court with the final papers.

>> Uh-huh.

>> These are the same questions that you answered last year.

We just wanna bring them up to date.

(Trina cooing) Now let's see.

Religion?

>> Same.

(Trina cooing) (Trina giggles) >> Ms. Oliver: Age?

>> One year older.

>> I have that.

Profession?

Still publisher, isn't it?

>> Yes.

>> Income?

(brooding music) Income?

>> Well, you see, Ms. Oliver.

>> None.

(gentle somber music) >> Oh, that's, that's the way it is in the newspaper game, Ms. Oliver.

Specially when you're starting one of your own.

You're gonna have to close down once before you really get going.

Uh, it's only temporary.

I'm having a jam with my wholesale paper mill.

First thing you know I'll have it humming by the 27th.

Only closed for a while.

>> I'm sure you'll find a way, Mr. Adams.

But you and I have to prove to the judge that your income is enough to take care of Trina.

>> You know we'd give Trina everything she needed, Ms. Oliver, no matter who else had to suffer around here.

>> I realize that.

(Trina giggling) (gentle music) (gentle brooding music) Well, I must go now.

That's all we can do today.

>> Uh, could, could I drive you to the train?

>> No, thank you.

I really like to walk.

This country air is so fresh.

Goodbye.

(gentle dramatic music) >> That 'ol batalac she doesn't want us to have Trina.

>> Yes, she does, darling.

Oh, yes, she does.

(Trina giggling) (gentle melancholic music) (gentle music) (gentle melancholic music) (door clicks) (door bangs) (Trina cooing) (Trina cooing) (gentle dramatic music) (gentle melancholic music) (gentle music) (Trina cooing) (gentle dramatic music) (gentle melancholic music) (door bangs) >> Give you an opportunity to better prepare your facts.

>> Adoption proceedings, the Adams' case.

>> What?

>> The Adams' case.

>> Oh, yes, yes.

And if either one or both of you gentlemen conduct yourselves like you've been doing today I'll hold you in contempt, the both of you.

(doors bang) Oh, oh, this is the child in question.

Let me see.

All right.

Yes, I see, hmm.

Looking over these adoption papers here I see that you have no income at present.

Is that correct?

>> Yes, Your Honor.

>> What is this, Ms. Oliver?

You know this case should never have come before me.

>> Well, Your Honor, I feel that this is a special case.

I kept hoping until the last minute that Mr. Adams might be able to resume the operation of his paper or get a job.

But unfortunately he hasn't been able to do either, so I thought- >> Well, under these conditions I can't grant the adoption.

This child will have to revert to the orphanage.

Uh, will you draw up a chair, please, while I prepare these release papers for you to sign?

It's just a matter of routine.

>> If you please, Your Honor, it can't just be a matter of routine for people to have their baby taken away from them.

This child is ours, Judge.

>> Judge: Those are the requirements of the law.

(Trina cooing) >> Yes, but you see, we've had her since she was 6 weeks old.

It just doesn't seem reasonable that we should have to give her back now to, to, to strangers.

>> Mr. Adams, you are not here to plead your case.

You've had the regular opportunity to prove your fitness to provide.

>> We are fit, Judge, if you just look at the record.

>> Without any income I have no alternative.

Didn't you make that clear, Ms. Oliver?

>> Yes, Your Honor, I did.

But I thought- >> I'm sorry, but that is the law.

>> Look, Your Honor, she's not like an automobile, or an icebox or a piece of furniture or something you buy one time, and then when you can't keep up the payments they take it away from you.

(Trina cries) Now sit still and be a good girl.

Anyone could give up those kinds of things.

But I ask you, Judge, how can you give up your own child?

And she is our child just as much as if she'd been born to us.

(Trina crying) No, Daddy's not gonna go away, dear.

Look, judge, we've had her over a year now.

Why, we, we walked the floor with her when she had the colic.

We've lost nights of sleep worrying every time she had got a tooth.

We've gone through everything.

Everything that real parents have with one of their own.

Ask Ms. Oliver here about the inspections we've had to have.

Her, her weight charts, her vaccination certificates, her, her toys, her dresses, her toothbrush.

They come around regularly and check up on all those things to see if we're taking care of her properly.

How many real parents can keep one of their own and go through that?

And you sit there and say it's a matter of routine for you to take her away from us.

>> Please, Mr. Adams.

>> I'm sorry, Judge.

But, well, you see, we weren't as fortunate as most people.

We'd of had one of our own only.

Well, you don't know how badly, badly my wife wanted a child.

It wasn't so important to me, I, I don't know, I suppose most men are like this, but children never meant a great deal to me.

Oh, I like them, all right, I suppose, but.

Well, what I'm trying to say is, Your Honor, the first time I saw her she looked so little and helpless, I didn't know babies were so, so little.

And then when she took hold of my finger and held on to it, she, she just sort of walked into my heart, Judge, and, and she was there to stay.

I didn't know I could feel like that.

I had always been well, kind of careless and irresponsible.

I wanted to be a bigshot.

I couldn't work for anybody, I had to be my own boss, that sort of thing.

Now here I am standing in front of a judge pleading for just a little longer so that I can prove to you I can support a little child that doesn't weigh quite 20 lbs.

It's not only for my wife and me I'm asking you to let us keep her, Judge, it's for her sake too.

She doesn't know any parents but us.

She wouldn't know what had happened to her.

You see, there are so many little things about her, and nobody would understand her the way Julie and I do.

We love her, Judge.

Please don't take her away from us.

I'm not a bigshot now, I, I'll do anything.

I'll work for anybody.

I'll, I'll beg, I'll borrow.

Please, Judge, I'll sell anything I've got until I get going again.

She'll never go hungry, she'll never be without clothes, not as long as I've got two good hands to help me.

(gentle melancholic music) (gentle brooding music) (gentle melancholic music) (gentle brooding music) (door clicks) (gentle music) (gentle suspenseful music) (gentle uplifting music) (Trina cooing) (Trina giggles) She's yours, dear.

>> Ours!

>> Now, now and forever.

>> Oh.

Oh, Trina!

(Trina cooing) >> Nothing can ever take her from us now.

("Happy Birthday to You") >> You better hurry up, Daddy.

Mommy'll be home any minute now.

>> Yeah.

Well, look, dear, you go and watch for her.

Let me know when she comes, huh?

How's it getting along, Applejack?

>> Ain't she a beauty?

(bell rings) >> Looks good.

>> Here she comes.

>> What now?

Well, let's get the presents, quick.

Oh, here she comes, we'll get them later.

>> Julie: Where is everybody?

>> Quick!

>> Julie: Trina?

Trina?

Where could everybody be this time of the day?

>> Surprise!

>> Applejack: Surprise, happy birthday!

>> Happy birthday!

>> Happy birthday, darling!

>> Happy birthday.

>> Oh, oh, thank you.

>> Come on, sit down, Trina's gonna make a presentation.

>> I had almost forgotten today was my birthday.

(Roger laughs) >> This is from Daddy.

>> Daddy?

>> Uh-huh.

>> Why, Roger, I always wanted one like that.

Darling.

>> I'm glad you like it- >> Look Applejack.

>> Darling.

>> And this is from Uncle Applejack.

>> Uncle Applejack.

Oh, I think I can guess what this is.

>> Handkerchiefs.

>> Oh, it's beautiful, Applejack.

>> I always figured a person can't have too many handkerchiefs.

>> Thank you.

>> Back to the kitchen.

>> And this is from me.

>> From you?

I can't imagine what this is.

What on earth can?

>> I got you a record, 'cause you love records.

And 'cause you and Daddy love each other so much.

>> Oh, Trina, that's sweet, darling.

Thank you.

>> Come on, let's play it.

>> Come on.

>> See how it goes.

>> Come on, Trina.

>> Dinner's ready.

Come and get it or I'll throw it in the crate.

>> Oh, this is- >> Come on, Trina.

>> Wonderful!

Dinner in my own home and I didn't have to cook it.

>> Well.

>> Ooh.

>> Applejack: Well, we sure changed the complexion of that bird.

>> We certainly did.

>> What did you do in school today, darling?

>> Oh, I almost forgot, I was choosed.

I'm gonna be in the Christmas play.

>> In the Christmas play?

>> What are you gonna do?

>> Trina: I'm gonna sing in the carols.

>> Uh-huh.

>> Why, Trina, that's wonderful.

It'll be fun making you a caroler's costume.

>> I don't need any costume.

Nobody sees me.

>> Nobody sees you?

>> All I have to wear is a clean dress and some sneakers.

I'm the echo.

I'm way off behind the scene.

You only hear my voice.

Ms. Hopkins says, "It gives a faraway sound like angels in heaven."

>> Oh.

>> Well, why do you have to wear the sneakers?

>> The sneakers are so I'll be quiet.

I have to walk up in the sky behind a cloud and take a big star with me.

Then when I get over the manger, I stop, and then the angels sing.

And when my turn comes I sing the echo.

Then I sneak off quietly.

And next year, when I'm big I get to be an angel and wear an angel suit.

I'll get seen then.

>> Of course you'll get seen then, darling.

>> Is it a long time until next year, Daddy?

>> Oh, no, darling, it'll be here in no time at all.

>> Oh, I forgot.

>> Oh my, what happened to the lights?

>> Shh!

>> Did you see the lights go out?

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪ ♪ Happy birthday to you ♪ ♪ Happy birthday, dear Mommy ♪ ♪ Happy birthday to you ♪ (group chattering) >> Trina: Hurry up, Mommy.

(gentle organ music) >> I'll park the car.

>> All right, see you out front.

Come on, dear.

♪ Silent night ♪ ♪ Holy night ♪ ♪ All is calm ♪ ♪ All is bright ♪ ♪ Round yon Virgin, Mother, and Child ♪ ♪ Holy infant so tender and mild ♪ ♪ Sleep in heavenly peace ♪ ♪ Sleep in heavenly peace ♪ ♪ Silent night ♪ (group vocalizing) ♪ Shepherds quake ♪ (group vocalizing) ♪ Glories stream from heaven afar ♪ (group vocalizing) ♪ Christ the Savior is born ♪ ♪ Christ the Savior is born ♪ ♪ Silent night ♪ ♪ Holy night ♪ ♪ Shepherds quake ♪ ♪ At the sight ♪ ♪ Glories stream from heaven afar ♪ ♪ Heavenly hosts sing Alleluia ♪ ♪ Christ the Savior is born ♪ ♪ Christ the Savior is born ♪ (wood thuds) (body thuds) (group chattering) >> Ms. Hopkins: Trina.

(car engine humming) (Trina crying) >> I spoiled everything.

Now Ms. Hopkins won't let me be an angel next year.

>> Yes, she will, darling.

>> Certainly.

>> Yes, I was talking to her.

She said, "You did fine."

>> Shoot, why you were better than the rest of them put together.

>> See?

>> Honest?

>> Honest.

>> Gee, I don't know what people would do without Christmas.

>> Oh, I don't know what we'd do without you, honey.

(gentle music) (gentle music) (gentle brooding music) (gentle music) (gentle brooding music) (gentle melancholic music) (rain pattering) (somber music) (dramatic somber music) (somber music) (door thudding) (door thudding) Would you please stop that door from banging?

(door thudding) (gentle melancholic music) (brooding music) I wish you wouldn't go out.

I've gotta get out of here and get some fresh air.

(knuckles tapping) >> Is that someone downstairs?

(knuckles tapping) There's someone at the front door.

(rain pattering) (knuckles tapping) (door clicks) >> May I use your phone, please?

Our car is stalled and I'd like to call a taxi.

>> It's right here on the desk.

If you'll just walk around that way.

>> Thank you.

I saw your light burning and we're in such a hurry.

(dial clicking) Cabs are always busy on a night like this.

(phone clicks) (dial clicking) I do hope we can get one.

Tommy's in the Christmas play.

>> I hope we don't get late, Mommy.

(phone clicks) (phone thuds) >> Our car is right out in front.

I'll drive you over, if you like.

>> Oh, that's very kind of you.

If it wouldn't be too much trouble?

>> Julie: It's not too much trouble.

>> Mother: Come, dear.

>> You can't start the car, the battery's dead.

I'll have to crank it.

(door clicks) (car engine humming) ♪ Silent night ♪ ♪ Holy night ♪ ♪ All ♪ >> I do hope we're not late, Momma.

♪ Calm ♪ ♪ All is bright ♪ ♪ Round yon Virgin, Mother ♪ >> I can't thank you enough.

If you only knew what these things mean to a child.

♪ Infant so ♪ >> Let's get out of here.

♪ And mild ♪ (car engine humming) (brooding music) Roger!

♪ Holy night ♪ (brooding music) What's the matter?

(somber music) (car door bangs) >> Roger: Take the car on home.

>> Roger!

>> I'm not coming home.

I don't ever wanna see anything or anyone that reminds me.

>> All right.

Goodbye.

(car engine humming) ♪ We strolled the lane together ♪ ♪ Laughed at the rain together ♪ ♪ Sang love's refrain together ♪ ♪ We'll always be together ♪ (Victrola clicks) (record thuds) (Victrola clicks) (gentle upbeat music) ♪ You were meant for me ♪ ♪ I was meant for you ♪ ♪ Nature patterned you ♪ ♪ And when she was done ♪ ♪ You were ♪ >> Here's your tickets.

♪ Sweet things rolled into ♪ Those fool songs kinda take you back, don't they?

>> Yes, they do take you back.

>> Did you decide which ones you're gonna keep and which ones you're gonna leave for him?

>> Funny, Applejack, I, I can't seem to divide them.

They belong to both of us.

Guess I'll just leave them.

>> While I was listening downstairs there, I, I could remember just as clear the first time I ever saw you.

Roger brought you into the Bulletin, and I was cussing and pounding that old machine.

Gee, you didn't know we was all gonna get to know each other so well then, did you?

>> Julie: Would you get the rest of the things out of the bedroom for me, please?

(door bangs) (suitcase clicks) >> I don't blame you, Julie.

I don't blame you at all, you should leave me.

Why don't you say it, honey?

It's all true.

I haven't done any one of the big things I planned to do for you.

We're right where we started, still struggling.

I've let you down all around, honey.

Well, I needed to make it 100% was for you to leave me.

And I can't think of a reason in the world for you not to.

I'm licked, Julie.

>> You're not licked, Roger.

It's just us.

We're licked as far as our being together is concerned.

When something really came along that hit us hard enough we couldn't face it together.

I needed you an awful lot these last few days, but you've been miles away.

I've been entirely alone right here in this room with you.

>> I know, dear.

>> I wish I could do something to help you two.

(gentle melancholic music) >> Julie: It just hasn't worked out.

>> Oh, it did work out, Julie.

Things were wonderful until this happened to us.

I don't know, I just, just haven't been able to think straight for the last few days.

She was never sick before and then, then all of a sudden it was all over.

If there was only some way that people could know a few days ahead what was gonna happen.

>> Yeah.

>> Then the day before she was taken sick she asked me for a quarter and I, I wouldn't let her have it.

She asked me to take her to the movies and I said, "No run along, I'm too busy."

>> I know, it was the same with me.

I was trying on her angel costume and she was so excited she couldn't stand still.

I scolded her.

I said, "I'll never try another dress on you again."

I never did.

(gentle melancholic music) (phone ringing) >> Yes?

Oh.

>> Hello?

Ms. Oliver.

>> It's a very strange thing, Mrs. Adams, but we have a little boy who is just two-years-old.

Well, it's the oddest thing, he's the exact image of the youngster you asked for when you first wrote to me.

You remember?

I have that old letter here in front of me now.

Curly hair, blue eyes, dimple.

And this is strictly off the record, but really another couple has the right to see him first.

But he's such a remarkable baby that I thought perhaps you and Mr. Adams might like to take a look.

>> Yes.

>> Ms. Oliver, please don't let that other couple see him until we do, will you?

>> I won't, my dear.

Goodbye.

>> Well, if he's only two-years-old, I'd better put up the gate again, haven't I?

>> Yes.

>> I wouldn't want the little fella falling down the stairs and breaking his arm.

>> I guess we'd better get out the crib.

Expect if he's two-years-old, he can sleep on this bed, can't he?

>> Roger: Oh, sure, sure.

>> Julie: We won't have to put the chairs around it.

>> Roger: And over in that corner I could, I could put a little electric train.

(dramatic music) (upbeat music)