Jolson Sings Again
- Year:
- 1949
- 96 min
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A million baby kisses I'll deliver
If you will only sing the Swanee River
Rock-a-bye your rock-a-bye baby
With a Dixie melody
- Julie?
- She has left, sir.
- When? Where to? Was she packed?
- Yes, sir.
- How long ago?
- About half an hour ago.
- Do you know where, Henry?
- All I know is the airport.
- New York.
- She wouldn't let me take her...
Thanks. Steve, see what you can get me
on the next plane out of here.
Do it, will you?
Henry, get me some stuff in a bag.
I don't get it.
If something was on her mind,
why not wait and talk?
You don't just get up and go.
It does not make sense.
And my pal Steve lets me stand out there
and sing my brains out for another hour.
Why doesn't he tell me?
Haven't I got a right to know
when she gets a crazy notion like this?
- Do you think it was so sudden?
- What else?
I am thinking of the questions
she asked tonight.
- What questions?
- Were you happy?
Did you think of singing anymore?
I have told her a thousand times.
You told her,
and tonight she heard you sing.
So what?
You saw it coming, Papa.
And Steve, everybody but me.
All right, so I sang.
The crowd was yelling,
she told me to go ahead.
So I got wound up a little.
I told her, it does not mean
a thing to me anymore.
I was happy this way, the way we were.
- Steve, how about it?
- Give me time, will you?
It is going to be all right, Mamma.
I hate to run away like this
on your anniversary party.
If not for my party,
if I did not have to see a night club...
Mamma...
Fine! Now we got tears,
everything is solved.
- Congratulations, Mamma.
- Mamma, don't be silly.
Don't you see,
whether we'd had the party or not...
You're all set. If you're going to make it,
you better get going.
It's ready, sir.
Goodbye, Mamma.
I do not know how long I will be gone.
If I do not get back soon...
anytime you want to go home,
Steve will take care of everything.
And I will see you in Washington, maybe.
Take care of yourself, Mamma.
You, too, Papa.
So long, Tom, Steve.
Wait a second,
I am driving you to the airport.
You may think you mean it, Al...
but you will never be happy
away from show business.
And someday, if I ever feel
you quit just for my sake...
if I am ever sure you want to sing,
more than you want me...
No, I am telling you, Steve,
there is not a trace of her.
She got here all right,
but didn't check in anyplace.
I have turned the town upside down.
She hopped in a car, I guess,
and just disappeared.
Steve, I need you.
- I will be there tomorrow.
- Good, I am waiting for you.
- So long, Al.
- So long.
Maybe I don't know my own mind,
but she was what I wanted.
The only thing I ever got for myself
outside of show racket.
But I guess I've just been kidding myself.
Love, a girl, a couple of words
I must have picked up out of a song.
If she says so,
I've been dying to sing all the time.
All I ever wanted was a cheering mob.
I will say this about the cheering mob:
That was love, brother.
For 20 years,
nobody ever walked out on me.
Okay, if she says so, I am back where I was.
Singing for a living.
And it ain't a bad feeling.
The only question now is:
How fast can I get back to work?
Tom, that script of yours
I read the other day back home, it's good.
That's the show I'd like to do, if you'll
take a chance with a character like me.
- I'll consider it.
- Why not tonight?
Why don't we kick it around?
Where's the script?
- I don't walk around with it.
- Let us get it.
Why didn't I bring the one
we had in California?
You mean this one?
You dog. Come to papa.
Is it true what they say about Dixie?
Does the sun really shine all the time?
Do the sweet magnolias blossom
at everybody's door?
And do folks keep eating possum
till they can't eat no more?
Is it true what they say about Swanee?
Is a dream by that stream so sublime?
Do they laugh, do they love
like they do in every song?
If it's true, that is where I belong
I said do they laugh
Do they love
like they do in every song?
That's pretty.
If it's true, that is where I belong
Al, you're on.
The bells are ringing for me and my gal
The birds are singing for me and my gal
Everybody's been knowing
to a wedding they are going
And for weeks they've been sewing
every Susie and Sal
They are congregating for me and my gal
The parson is waiting for me and my gal
And sometime, I am going to build
a little home for two
for three or four or more
In Loveland, for me and my gal
The bells are ringing for me and my gal
The birds are singing for me and my gal
And sometime, I am going to build
a little home for two
or three or four or more
In Loveland, for me and my gal
If you do not mind, that's all tonight.
What's the matter, Al?
Go on with the show.
Leave me out of the finale.
I tell you, nothing is the matter.
How long can you go on
knocking yourself out?
For what? Their $4 and their applause?
Holy smoke! Don't know what hit me.
- I never walked off like that in my life.
- What's the matter, Al?
I just can't take it anymore.
I used to live for this.
The kick is gone. It is just hard work now.
So what am I killing myself for?
What am I getting out of it?
how about something for myself?
How about it? That's what I want now,
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