Synopsis: Music teacher Christine Radcliffe thought her love Karel Novak died in the war. When he miraculously returns, she realizes she loves him more than ever and insists they marry. However, a wealthy composer, Hollenius with whom she had become involved after learning her real love had supposedly died, refuses to let her go and at her wedding reception offers Karel the chance to solo his new cello concerto and a chance at success... but is he planning to ruin Karel's music career and their marriage?
Director(s): Irving Rapper
Production: Warner Bros.
115 min







Congratulations, Mr. Novak.

- Would you autograph my program?


- Are there any recordings of your playing?

I made in Europe years ago but I'm

afraid they weren't sold over here.

Have you ever been in America before?

- No, never.

When did you arrive?

- Four weeks ago.

only four weeks?

- Were you in Europe?


- May I ask...

...what were your impressions of the war?

Well, it's over, isn't it?

Yes, but...

- Just a moment, please.

I'm Terry Spencer, music

editor of our Bugle.

I've been studying four years and

I'd like to ask you a question.

Were the cadenzas in the

Haydn 'Concerto' your own?

Partly, yes.

- oh.

very effective. And most interesting.

You're most kind.

Mr. Novak, which of the living

composers do you think I ought to admire?


- Well, there is no greatest...

...among the really great.

Whom do you like best?

- Hollenius?


- Well, let me see.

Stravinsky, when I think of the present.

Richard Strauss, when I think of the past.

And of course, Hollenius...

...who combines the rhythm of

today with the melody of yesterday.

oh, thank you, sir. The Bugle will

be very impressed with your opinion.


We'll miss the symphony.

- I'm glad to have seen you.

Goodbye, Mr. Novak.

- Thank you, sir.

From now on, you're my cellist.


MAN 1:
Quiet, please. MAN 2:

Mr. Novak, I hope you play again.

oh, I know. It's so good.

Shh. Quiet, please.

I thought you were dead.

[CRYING] oh.

I thought they'd killed you.

I saw you being killed, lying there.



...can it be true you're here?

We're together.

Make myself...

...look decent.

You're the same, Schatzi.


oh, it's been so long since I've heard that.


Something I was afraid to see.


No rings.

You still play, still compose?

Don't let's talk here. Where do you live?

I've a room on West 94th Street but it's...

Come to my place.




Extra. Extra.



Extra. Extra.

People don't do this in New York.

What don't they do?


But we do.

Did you get my letters I

wrote and wrote and wrote?

Just two in 1940.

Then none.

Well, here we are.

Do people live here?

- on top. Artists. People like us.

This light is never on.

Has it been very hard for you?

oh, it was at first.

Music students just back from Europe

were hardly in overwhelming demand.

I was afraid of that when you left.

oh, I had jobs. You know,

things that get you by.

I didn't mind except the

being away from my music.

But you got back to it.


- And you're succeeding?

Musically I am but financially...

Not so good?

- Mm.

I'd do better cooking, if I

could cook as well as I play.

But, darling...

...come in.

I can't carry you over.


Give me your hat.

No, no, hang it up yourself.

You're home now.

This is where we put our things.

Now, which side?

This side or that side?

This side.

And not one inch over.

I want you to say how you like everything.

Tomorrow I'll get you a tremendous,

great cup for your coffee.

Now, let's see.

Which chair for your special chair?

This one, it's the biggest. Sit down.

Let me get you some slippers.

You look tired, dearest.

You've had a long day.

oh, darling, a long, long day.

And I could have missed seeing it so easily.

So easily.

- Seeing what?

The advertisement.

I was eating tonight and they

gave me a copy of the Town Crier.

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Submitted on August 05, 2018

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