The Other Love

Synopsis: Seriously ill, concert pianist Karen Duncan is admitted to a Swiss sanitorium. Despite being attracted to Dr Tony Stanton she ignores his warnings of possibly fatal consequences unless she rests completely. Rather, she opts for a livelier time in Monte Carlo with dashing Paul Clermont.
 
IMDB:
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Year:
1947
95 min
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- Miss Duncan.

- Rest period.

The doctor will see you

in a moment.

Thank you.

I'm sorry to keep you waiting,

Miss Duncan. Please sit down.

I hope your trip

wasn't too difficult.

On the contrary,

it was delightful.

I've never been

this high before.

Do you feel any effects?

No, should I?

Confidentially, yes.

I'm sorry

to disappoint you.

I'll wait.

Are my lungs photogenic?

This is a month-old take.

We better make some new ones.

- Might as well get it

over with now.

- Certainly.

I'll examine Miss Duncan

right away.

Would you go with

the nurse, please?

- Breathe deeply.

Again please.

More deeply.

Oh, I feel dizzy.

That's the altitude.

See, I wasn't disappointed

after all.

Now we'll just

take your X-ray.

Right here, Miss Duncan.

When did you first notice

that you were ill?

I really don't remember.

It just kept getting worse.

Professor Linnaker sent me

a very nice letter.

He wanted me to take

the best care of you.

That was very kind...

That was very kind

of Professor Linnaker.

Hold it.

Up. Take a deep breath.

Again.

Hold it.

- That's all.

- May I dress?

- You may.

- When will I know

the results?

- Tomorrow.

How long will I be here,

Doctor?

You've been doing concert

tours for the past two years.

A night here, a night there

eating on the run,

Rushing to catch trains,

barely time to sleep.

Barely time for anything.

You should be very tired.

Yes.

Yes, I am.

Are you finished

with me, Doctor?

For the time being.

I'm really quite overwhelmed

to meet you.

I got a large number

of your records.

Also a very vivid memory

the last time I heard

you broadcast.

The plate is all right,

Doctor.

Good. I won't put you

under orders on your

first day here,

But I do recommend

that you lie down

for a while.

- Your suite is number...

- Seventeen.

I'm helpless without her.

Seventeen it is.

We shall have to build you up.

How's the appetite?

We'll soon change that.

By the way, I think on

your first night here,

You ought to dine

with your doctor.

- Shall we meet in

the lobby at 7:
00?

- Thank you.

Notify the kitchen.

Grade "A" stimulation diet,

number 17.

Yes, Doctor.

- Miss Duncan,

I'm Huberta Junger.

- How do you do?

- You shouldn't be doing that.

- I don't mind a bit.

I do. Come lie down.

Really. It's no trouble.

You've got to rest.

Open your mouth.

I'll finish unpacking.

This is the only way

I get to travel.

Paris.

London, New York.

My, you've been

around a lot.

But you should have

warmer clothes than these.

They should have told you.

You see, 99.8.

That big mountain.

That's the Mount Vierge.

The Mount Vierge.

Virgin Mountain.

That's such a lovely little

town at the foot of it,

like a toy town.

It's not little when

you've lived in it.

And I've lived there

all my life.

Who had this suite

before me?

A lady.

She left us yesterday.

- Did she go home?

- I guess so. I didn't ask.

There. All done.

I'll get a boy to

take your luggage down

while you're at dinner.

I forgot. I'm having

dinner with Dr. Stanton.

Good evening, Doctor.

- It was sweet of you

to send me these.

- What?

Oh, the orchids.

I hate to admit it,

but someone isn't

as slow as I am.

I didn't send them.

- You didn't?

- To my shame, no.

Who could it have been?

Anybody who saw you.

I don't understand it.

Well, look around.

Every man in the room

has got his eye on you.

Dr. Stanton, I'm sorry.

Telephone please.

- Thank you.

Will you excuse me?

- Certainly.

I'll wait for you

in the lobby.

- Still intrigued?

- Still intrigued.

- No clue as to who sent them?

- No, no clues.

I watched all through dinner.

I didn't see anyone who looked

the white orchid type.

I'll be back in a minute.

Scissors should not be under.

They should be over

So I can put

my hands on them.

- Good evening, madam.

- Good evening.

This corsage was delivered

to me without a card.

Can you tell me

who sent it?

No card? No card.

- If madam would tell me

her room number.

- Seventeen.

Seventeen. We have a standing

order to send white orchids

every night to the lady in 17.

- It's in the book.

- It was in the book.

It isn't in the book anymore.

Why don't you read

the book every day?

The lady left us last night.

Yes, she left last night.

Oh, I see.

Then I'll return the flowers

to the gentleman who sent them.

It is quite impossible.

Very much impossible.

You see, he left months ago.

Yes, months ago.

Six months ago.

What does the number matter?

I think you'd better

stop sending them.

Very well, madam.

What happened?

Didn't you like your admirer?

- I found out who sent them.

- Who?

A man who died months ago

to a woman who died yesterday.

- What?

- Who died yesterday

in my room.

Now they're both gone.

All that's left of them

is a standing order

for white orchids.

Now you mustn't jump

to conclusions.

The woman was Portuguese

and very charming.

Left to join a gentleman.

They were both cured.

Do you always lie

so considerately?

I'm not lying.

No, of course not.

You call it therapy.

Protect the patients

from fear.

Keep away all

bad associations.

But I'm not fooled,

Doctor.

I know death

is a guest here.

He sent me his compliments

tonight.

No, he didn't.

But somebody else did.

That was Professor Linnaker

on the phone.

Professor Linnaker?

He wanted to make sure

that you'd arrived all right.

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Ladislas Fodor

Ladislas Fodor (1898-1978) was a Hungarian novelist, playwright and screenwriter. more…

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