The Song of Songs

Synopsis: Country orphan Lily goes to Berlin to stay with her tippling aunt, and soon meets Richard, handsome sculptor across the street. Persuaded half-reluctantly to pose for Richard, her physical charms (shown as fully as 1933 mores permitted) soon melt away his 'strictly business' attitude, and they become lovers. But Richard, wanting his freedom, connives at her marriage to his wealthy client Baron von Merzbach... whose household includes a jealous former mistress and a susceptible farm manager. Has Richard still a role to play in her life?
Genre: Drama, Romance
Director(s): Rouben Mamoulian
Production: Paramount Pictures
90 min

Wind's from the south.

Gonna rain.

Tonight, maybe.

Don't you worry.

I'll take care

of your father's grave.

Train's coming soon.

I was in Berlin once.

Thirty years ago.

Big place.

No end to it.

Well, Lily...

go to church every Sunday,

and obey your aunt.

She's all you got.

Yes, she's the last.

Well, then...


Thank you, Miss.

Are you Lily?

Yes, Tante Rasmussen.

Did you have to arrive

in the middle of the night?

The train doesn't leave

until 7:
00 in the evening.

Huh. Well, haven't you got a kiss

for your old aunt?

There, there, there,

there, there, there, there, now.

Let's have a look at you.

I'd forgotten people wore clothes

like that.

- What have you got there?

- My things.

Well, bring 'em here.

I'm going to give you

my daughters' room-

My ungrateful,

unnatural daughters...

who deserted

their old mother.

But I tore them

out of my heart.

I've torn them out

by the roots.

And all my love

shall be for you.

Not as my niece, no.

As my own child.

Yes, Tante Rasmussen.

Why, what's this?

- A Bible?

- It was his.

Is that all your scamp

of a father left you, a Bible?

He wasn't a scamp.

He was a good man.

I don't know

what he was good for.

Leaving you a charge

on your old aunt.

However, he taught you to read.

That's something.

Maybe you'll be of some use

about the shop after all.

My father was a good man.

Every night I read to him

from this Bible.

The Lamentations of Job,

no doubt.

No. The Song of Solomon.

He loved it best.

I don't remember

the Song of Solomon...

but knowing your father,

I imagine there was something dirty in it.

The Song of Songs

is beautiful.

That's more than I can say

for your get-up.

- He was a good man.

- All right, all right.

He was a good man.

Take that black pancake

off your head...

and climb out

of that shroud.

See if these

will fit you.

They belonged to Anna.

- Have you had your supper?

- I'm not hungry, thanks.

Good. Then you might

as well go to bed.

And in the morning I'll start

teaching you about the books.

I'll lock up tonight,

but after this you'll do it.

Yes, Tante Rasmussen.

We open the shop at 6:00

and breakfast is at 7:00.

And you'll have a good home here

if you behave.

But you might as well understand

right now I'll tolerate no nonsense.

No, Tante Rasmussen.

Mercy! How many

of those things do you wear?

What, another?

I've never seen a girl

unpeel herself like an onion before.

This is the last.

A figure like that will get you

into trouble if you're not careful.

You'll bear watching.

Go to bed.


My precious brother.

Isn't it like him?

Dies and leaves me

his daughter...

with nine petticoats

and a Bible.

Does he leave any money?

Not a pfennig.

A daughter and a Bible.

Always was a restless,

good-for-nothing, no-account chap.

"By night on my bed...

"I sought him...

"whom my soul loveth.

"I sought him,

but I found him not.

"I will rise now...

"and go about the city.

"In the streets

and in the broad ways...

"I will seek him

whom my soul loveth.

I will seek him

whom my soul loveth."

- Are you looking for a book, sir?

- What?

I said, are you

looking for a book?

Well, I'll tell you.

When a man goes into a book shop...

he's usually

looking for a book.

Of course, he might be looking

for the fountain of youth...

but I don't think

you sell that.

I meant, is there some special book

you're looking for?


There is nothing special.

Everything is just the same

as everything else.

Well, I'm afraid

I can't help you.

No. No, I'm afraid

you can't.


No. No, no!

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