None But the Lonely Heart
- PASSED
- Year:
- 1944
- 113 min
- 157 Views
Oy, what's this?
What's this tonight?
Memorial services.
Armistice day tomorrow,
you know.
Stay there, nipper.
It might be my son.
Might.
Might be my old man.
Might.
Good night.
Night.
When ernie mott,
humble citizen
of the city of london,
saw for the first time
the tomb
of the unknown warrior,
ernie mott,
might someday soon become
the unknown warrior
Yes, someday soon,
he might become
a glowing legend
for happy boys and girls,
living a life
High destiny
who quarreled, hungered, loved,
and was loved.
For this is his story-
who searched for a free,
a beautiful, and noble life
in the second quarter
of the 20th century.
Ernie, grub's ready.
Don't be all year,
or you'll fight
the birds for it.
Won't be
but a minute, ma.
Yes, yes, yes.
Here.
Don't you think
pork sausage
is too good
for the beast?
Stay. Come on.
Nothing too good
for that dog, ma.
Part of myself,
he is.
Don't like him,
do you?
Where you been?
Oh, knocking about
a bit up north,
all over the shop.
What's up?
Why?
You're standing there
looking as if i'd jabbed you
with your hatpin
or something.
What did you come
back home for, son?
Miss me?
Can't say i did, ma.
You know me, ducky,
tramp of the universe.
Anything in the shop
needs mending, ma?
Nothing that needs your
help, ernie, sweets.
Besides, it's sunday.
Painting, polishing,
doing a spot of gardening?
Mean to do my best
by you, ma, love.
Happy couple,
aren't we?
A bit of proper respect
is what's needed.
I get no more from you
than i got from
that father of yours.
And that's that.
That's that.
So you got
your choice.
What choice?
Stay or get out.
Take hold here
and do a man's job,
or don't come back.
Stay put so i don't keep
fretting my fat about you.
What call have you to go
wandering around the country
like a breath
of homeless wind?
Don't i treat you
right, or what?
Okey-doke.
I'll be off
in the morning.
How is it, ernie boy?
Home for a time?
How'd you know
i was back, ma?
I live so close, i can
hear you change your mind.
Nice music
on the old wireless.
Don't know what
i'd do without it.
The piano
needs tuning, too.
I'll stop in and look
at it around teatime.
Thanks, ernie.
Hello, dad.
When are you
mending that window?
Catch me mucking around
with a window, ern boy.
Life's too short.
You're a man
after my own heart, dad.
Woman:
Ern!See you.
Been home long?
Bring yourself in
for a cup of tea.
Me basket's
full of breakfast.
Come in anyway, ern.
Practicing?
It's a living. It pays
to keep your tools sharp.
Good to be back.
Nicest drawing room in the
neighborhood, this, aggie.
It's yours
whenever you want it.
Have to take you,
too, aggie?
You want me
to move out?
he's the boy for me
i'm the girl for him
he's my lump of toffee,
cake, and pudding
you're the biggest fool
i ever met, aggie.
Why?
Black as the ace, i am.
Don't you know it yet?
Matter of fact, ma give me
the ultimatum today.
Stay put or stay out.
What are you going
to do about it?
Something.
What?
Something.
You're a little flat
there, aggie.
What's the music called?
None but
the lonely heart.
Italian?
No. Russian.
Nice.
Oh, well.
See you tonight?
Tonight?
About 9:
00?All alike,
you women.
I don't go on timetables like a train.
I'm ernie mott.
I don't stay put.
I understand.
Do you?
Of course.
Well, then maybe
i'll see you tonight.
Nipper.
Maybe i will...
or maybe i won't.
Who give you that dimple
in your chin?
Present from me pa.
Bye, aggie.
Bye, ernie boy.
Watch her, peggy.
Hello.
Hi, elsie.
Hello.
What's coming off?
Sunday or ain't it?
Nobody home. Nobody home.
It's me, dad.
Ernie mott.
Oh, you, is it?
Ain't seen you
in 3 months, have i?
You're blocking
the door, dad.
Miss me, did you?
Had your post card
from up north.
No grass grows
under your feet.
How do we get some smokes?
I'm so broke, i'm two halves.
What, again?
You think it grows
on trees?
You're not giving me the
boot? What cigars you got?
May we feed
the fishes?
No!
The way those kids
carry on, ern.
Cigars, dad.
Oh, cigars.
Well, i've got a very
doubtful stock of them, ern.
Can't make out what
happens to things lately.
I got an old burma
cheroot somewhere.
I got more respect
for me guts, i have.
Give us
a large rigby's.
Can't sell
cigarettes on sunday,
you know, ern.
Who said anything
about selling?
A large rigby's
it is.
A gent! Proper lovely to be alive
and have friends
like you, dad.
I'm remembering you
in my will.
You don't think i'll
live? How's your ma?
Like an engine. Tower
of london isn't better.
Bye, dad.
Drop in again.
Here you are, folks.
Learn how to do it...
come on here, folks.
3 for a penny. Come along.
Here is the best shot
of the day...
here you are.
Go on.
Hold me dog,
please, mate.
Show them
how it's done.
Oy, stand back.
Let the man
see the rabbit.
Now, gents,
watch the fur fly.
Quiet, please,
while the shots is took.
Ha ha ha!
There we are!
8 shots, and all
where they should be-
right in the black hole
of calcutta.
I told you who he was,
and this is him.
Governor,
here are your fags,
and good luck
to you.
Thanks for
holding me dog.
Oh, hello. Haven't
i seen you before?
Here's a present
for you.
Here you are.
,
out of tune.
I'm mordinoy.
Jim mordinoy.
Am i supposed
to know you?
Thought as
how you might.
Ever fight your pup?
Never. What
about the piano?
What about it?
Should i tune it?
Cost you half a bar.
Life's easier than that. Take a
quid and leave the piano undisturbed.
Now why would
i take your quid?
Just to be a pal.
Hey, what's that i
smell on you? Hair oil?
I can't understand why
a man of your talents
wears them rags.
Clothes are a lot
of blinking excitement
about nothing
most of the time.
As to what
you call my rags,
they are the uniform
of my independence.
Clothed in your
perfect pitch.
Now you understand me,
mr. Mordinoy.
Life's a piece of meat
when you know how.
Most people here
are victims.
Hurry, worry, and scurry
to make a bit of brass.
What's your kind, mr.
Mordinoy? Willful and deceitful.
Take what you want,
right? Right.
That's what it's about.
Be a victim or a thug.
But suppose you don't want
to be neither, like me-
not the heir and not
the owned. Then what?
Woman:
Then what?
Who's talking
to you?
Hey, who's
the piece of pastry
in the jersey?
Ada brantlin.
Fair blinds you
with science, don't she?
She don't like
the rough stuff.
Have to
box clever there.
Yes, i suppose
you would.
Change, please,
miss.
You're new here,
aren't you?
Who's this mordinoy?
Run the place now, does he?
Wouldn't dirty
his hands on it.
Then what's
he doing here?
The gentlemen come in
to converse with me.
Now kindly move on.
How do i get
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