Daisy Kenyon

Synopsis: Commercial artist Daisy Kenyon is involved with married lawyer Dan O'Mara, and hopes someday to marry him, if he ever divorces his wife Lucille. She meets returning veteran Peter, a decent and caring man, whom she does not love, but who offers her love and a more hopeful relationship. She marries him... just as Dan gets a divorce.
Genre: Drama, Romance
Director(s): Otto Preminger
Production: Twentieth Century Fox
 
IMDB:
6.7
Rotten Tomatoes:
100%
APPROVED
Year:
1947
99 min
174 Views


Wait for me.

I'll only be a minute.

- I can't wait.

- Sure you can. I do that all the time.

I don't care what you do all the time, mister.

It ain't right to hold a cab these days.

There used to be 11,811 cabs

operating in New York City.

- Now there's less than 10,000.

- Okay, you won the case.

Right now every New York cab has to take

care of 1,156 people, and that's a lot-

I said you won the case. Do you have

to convert me too? Here. Keep it.

- Hello, Mr. O'Mara.

- Evening, honeybunch.

Hello, pet.

I told you I had a date for dinner.

Anybody want a cup of coffee?

No, thanks.

But I'd like some cream.

- Uh-uh, Angelus.

- I'll definitely start my diet-

Tomorrow. I know.

Well, anyway, you finished

my upper part.

And don't forget.

This is the only place I ever eat.

When are you going to let me

come live with you, Daisy?

When you reduce your suitor traffic.

Here's the cream, honeybunch.

- All right, darling. Get up and live.

- Thank you.

That's the last of

the Eberhardt series.

It's half past time

I got dressed for dinner.

Don't girls ever die in bed

in your magazines?

Sure-suffocation,

but I don't like it.

With a pillow over my face,

I look like anybody.

How about Monday at 9:00?

We start on the Fuller job.

Swell. See you Monday.

- Have a good time, honeybunch.

- Good night, Mr. O'Mara.

- Good night, Angelus.

- Good night, Daisy.

- I've got to get dressed.

- I can't stay, pet.

I tried to call you all afternoon,

but your line was busy.

- I can't make dinner at the Latimers' tomorrow.

- Oh, honestly. Do you realize...

this is the third time we've made a date

with the Latimers and you've broken it?

- Honey, if you let me talk I-

- Why should I?

I don't intend to believe

a word you're going to say.

Once, yes.

But three times in a row.

Make it the week after next,

and I'll be there if it kills me.

I will not. You don't have

to go anywhere with me.

We just won't plan anything at all.

Come on, Tubby.

Sure you don't want some coffee?

No, thank you.

I don't want any coffee.

Going to rain.

Oh, fine.

Let's make conversation.

Do you think there'll be rain for

the entire eastern seaboard this weekend?

I hope not. I'm going to Washington. Hard

enough to get a taxi when it isn't raining.

Washington? How thrilling.

Harry S. want your advice

on atomic energy?

Now, look. Your being mad

is silly, and you know it.

I've never broken a date unless I couldn't

help it. Unless something really important-

- Thanks.

- I don't mean you're not important.

But we can go to the Latimers' next week,

and we can see each other anytime.

Do you realize in all this time, ever

since the Latimers first introduced us...

that we haven't made

a single other mutual friend?

Those stairs of yours

are driving me nuts.

Why don't you live

someplace civilized?

That apartment on 63rd Street-

I can't hold it forever.

You're determined to have

a good row, aren't you?

This is my apartment. It's been my apartment

since I started to work in New York.

I like it, and I'm keeping it.

You're making plenty

of money yourself.

I have a theory that you stay

in this hovel just to punish me.

- And another thing- - I don't think

we have time for a single other thing.

I think we won't see

each other anymore, Dan.

I think I'm through.

Do we have to go through

all this again?

No, we don't have to go

through anything again.

I have to fight to stay happy-

fight for everything.

My life's all mixed up with you every way

I turn. And what fun is it?

I've tried, and you've tried.

It isn't all your fault.

There just isn't enough.

At least for me there isn't.

You've got her,

and you've got the kids.

You've got your work

and being a big shot in Washington.

I've just got my work.

You messed that up too.

When I'm mad I can't work,

and I'm mad all the time.

You're never going to marry me, because you're

never going to be divorced for all you say.

- That's not fair- - You're never going to be

divorced, Dan, because you don't want to be.

Believe me, I'm not

being sorry for myself.

I knew it would be like this.

It's just that I'm tired.

That's all. Tired and through.

I'll get out whenever

you tell me to...

but I want you to tell me because

you mean it, not because you're angry.

Are you really telling me now?

- I said I was.

- You know I don't like scenes.

I'll get out now,

and I won't come back, if you tell me.

Darling.

Will you ever believe

I mean what I say?

That depends on what you say.

I was taking a client of mine out to dinner tonight

- Payton Ames, the novelist.

I'll call him up

and tell him to forget it.

I told you I had

a date for dinner...

and you needn't think that getting

around me is going to change my mind.

You're most of my life, Daisy-

the only part of it that matters.

- We can't stop.

- I've tried.

Honestly, I've tried.

And I will one day too.

All right, you will.

You stop sometime,

maybe next year, next week...

but not this week.

All right. Not this week.

Now go on. Beat it.

My date's due.

Good night.

Good night, Dan.

Taxi!

- Wait for me.

- Hey, taxi.!

Sorry, I'm keeping him.

Isn't right to hold

a cab these days.

Every New York cab

has to do for 1,156 people.

Anyway, Miss Kenyon won't be ready.

Oh, she's expecting you, but I'm afraid

I delayed her a little bit.

Go right up. I'll send the cab back

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Submitted on August 05, 2018

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