 From Hollywood, the Hollywood Radio Theater. Flontane and Joseph Cotton in September affair. Ladies and gentlemen, your producer, Mr. Irving Cummings. Greetings from Hollywood, ladies and gentlemen. A thought that has intrigued many people from time to time is the possibility of starting life anew under another name and in a different environment. In tonight's play, September affair, we will tell you the love story of two people who met under circumstances that gave them this chance for a new life with a newly discovered love for each other. And as our stars of this very human drama, which Hal Wallace turned into one of his beautiful productions for Paramount, we have the original fine artists, Joan Fontaine and Joseph Cotton. Tonight's play has the romantic background of Naples, Capri and Florence. Now, September affair, starring Joan Fontaine as Malina Stewart and Joseph Cotton as David Lawrence. Italy, the seaport of Naples. A moment ago at the airport, the plane from Rome made an unscheduled landing for repairs. Among the passengers are two Americans, strangers, save for this chance meeting on the plane. I don't suppose they have any idea how long we'll be delayed here. Oh, I'm sure we'll make connections all right. You're in a hurry to get back to New York, aren't you? No, I suppose I am. Well, in a way, I'm glad we had to land. I've never been in Naples before. The Italians say, see Naples and died. I've never seen it either. There wasn't time. There never is. Atenzione, attenzione. Atence felice buonni, venti minuti, venti minuti. This will be leaving in 20 minutes. In the Italian minutes, they have to change the fuel pump, replace a gasket. How can you tell? I'm an engineer. If we take American mechanics at least two hours. Well, then there's time, isn't there, to see Naples, I mean. What are we waiting for? Oh, my name is Lawrence, David Lawrence. I'm Annina Stewart. How do you do? Miss Stewart, would you care to share a Neapolitan taxi with me if there is a thing? Well, I'd like to very much. Thank you. I'll say this much. Lunch on a terrace is the decided improvement over lunch on the plane, even if the music is only from a phonograph. Oh, yes. And ravioli con salsa and chianti and basubi is all in the middle of the day. It makes me feel very special. Counties disappeared, yet. Signora, una otra battiglia chianti. Signorsi. Your Italian's improving. Two months in Italy and I've learned two words. Two hours with you and I'm a linguist. I should have met you sooner. Ecco il vino. Che s'appori provi questo. This is carrusso specialita. I remember seeing an alpinavasi young girl carrusso once a year. Buono, eh? Excellent. Americano. Me? Oh, no, no. Me, italiano. What are you? Oh, amiciaini. Oh, oh, oh. Spannano wife, eh? No, no. We're brothers. Oh, capito. You stay here. I give you nicer room, a good food, and you'll take a nice excursion to Capri. Oh, Capri, bellissima. Oh, it sounds wonderful, but unfortunately, we have to go back to America in exactly 42 minutes. Oh, to be so near Capri, enough to see it. It's so cruel. Christi, always in a hurry. Why you come here if you're always in a hurry? I came to Florence to visit a friend. I had to put some distance between me and myself. Oh, now I know where I saw you before yesterday in the travel office in Rome. And you were engrossed in a letter? Yes. From my wife. You like to see this? It's a book. Full of photographic records. Oh, yes, yes. And Americans told you to leave them to me? You never come back, povretto? Ah, la guera, la guera. Oh, look at this one. All alone by the telephone. I used to dance to that. And, oh, Oklahoma and Lili Marlene. Oh, here's one of my favorites. Well, let's play it here. I'll put it on. I haven't heard it in years. What is it? Well, put the needle down. You'll see. Days grow short in the weeks of September. And the autumn weather, known as the leaves, sticks out. One hasn't got time for the waiting day. For the days dwindled on. Of course so. Much too young to appreciate the words. Well, I hope so. Now, let me listen. See that speck up there in the sky? Mm-hmm. That's our plane. Oh, no. I'm afraid we missed it by about ten minutes. Well, apologize to the Italian mechanics. I certainly will. And I'm very sorry. Hell, as much as my fault is yours. And besides, Naples was worth it. Oh, I could cable them to hold the plane at Madrid and charter another to get us there. Well, if they would hold it. Mm-hmm. Oh. I know it must be terribly expensive chartering a plane, but I... No, no, no, no. That isn't that. I was just thinking, don't misunderstand me now. What I'm going to say is not very conventional. But I was just thinking about Capri. It would be wonderful if we could spend a few days there. I mean, the way we've spent the last two hours. Would be nice. And frankly, I'd love to. I'm going to America for a concert in... Well, it's terribly important to me. Of course. Sing it? Pianist. Famous? Ever heard my name before? No. Well, there's your answer. The concert's a month away, and I'm scared of it, and all the worlds and an awful mess, and I may never get back here. Let's be unconventional. Let's be unconventional. Now, where'd that taxi go? Sorry, I've been waiting for you. And I thought I was going to surprise you. I have a feeling I look ridiculous in these clothes. There's a shop just across my hotel, but it seems nobody in Capri sells anything, but sports clothes. You look just like the man I'd love to have breakfast with. Well, I've made a few arrangements. After breakfast, we get in a rowboat, and the guide's going to row us all around the island. Wonderful. The grotto's too, I hope. That works. Come along. There's a little cafe on the water, and the boatman swears there. They have to serve the most wonder. What's he saying? Well, it seems as respectable tourists we should try the famous echo of the grotto. So, think of something original. Oh, that's easy. Manina! Oh, by the way, that's an Italian name. You're American. Manina! My real name is Marianne. Oh, he doesn't mean you. Well, a long time ago, when I was a little girl, I couldn't pronounce Marianne, so I called myself Manina. No, I've been Manina ever since. I'm David because my father was David, and my grandfather was David, and my great-grandfather was David. And your son, in case you have a son, is David, too. Oh, yes. Now, what's he saying? Well, it seems as respectable tourists we must also see the blue grotto because he's a brother there who's a guy. Well, let's not disappoint his relatives. What are you talking about? He has an uncle with donkeys. Oh, well, good. And after the blue grotto, the uncle with the donkeys will take us up to the cliff to the tower of Tiberius. Oh, this is going to be quite a day. Well, David, you would like to go with me? Of course I would. I wouldn't miss it for the world. What a lovely day. Thank you so much. It's the best time I've had in years. That sounds a little sad. What have you been doing? No, it's a long story. It's late. You're just as soon as I say good night. Oh, do me one favor, will you? Mm-hmm. Well, the next time I order spaghetti, floating in butter, take the plate and pour it over my head. What if you win this? No excuse for me puffing like an old locomotive just from climbing a flight of stairs. And from now on, it's going to be less food and more exercise. Starting in the morning with a swim before breakfast? Good. Well, I'd better get... David, wait. That long story. What I've been doing? Mm-hmm. Well, briefly, I've been making money. It took me 16 years to build up my factory until it runs itself and raise the son whom I hardly ever see. I kept busy all my life, and then one day I woke up and began to wonder, what's it all for? Where do I come in? And then you decided to take a trip alone. That's about it. Good night, David. Good night. You haven't said a thing for 15 minutes? Oh, sorry. Would you like to take another swim? No. Well, then we'll talk. What do you want me to say? Oh, something stupid. Something to bore me. Why? Well, we've been here for two days, and you haven't said a word or done anything I didn't like. Oh, you should see me at the Bayshore Country Club. I can be an awful bore in the proper surroundings. You live in Bayshore? No, but we spend our summers there. It's nothing like this. If we had any sense at all, we'd leave Capri and go straight back to Naples. I'm going to Naples, David, tonight. Do you mean I've succeeded in doing the wrong thing? It's no use. I can't go on pretending. Pretending? That after today or tomorrow or in another week, two friends will say goodbye nice to have met you and go there our separate ways. Manina. I can't stay, David. Why not? I'm falling in love with you. I never wanted to hear anything so much in my life. It isn't our fault that we met. But it would be our fault if we stayed together. I don't want just a few stolen hours and you're not free. When I left for Europe, we had decided on a divorce. Well, then let's make it right. If and when you're free, we can start all over again. Manina, that day in the travel office, that letter I was reading, it was from Catherine. She said she knows now that she can't give me the divorce. She'd agreed only to because, well, she was too proud to refuse. She says we have too many things in common to break apart that she's thinking of our son. She loves you too. I wonder. And just loving someone isn't enough. We never made each other happy. Isn't that important? I can't think like that. She's your wife and I'm not. But time it is, this demon leaves Naples. 10 o'clock. May I go back with you? I'll be leaving Naples on my first plane. I can get back to New York. Yes, of course. I'm going to check this down to check back with the airline's office. They think there'll be two seats on tomorrow's plane. We'll be in New York Tuesday. Yes, you know many people there? A few. Well, what's the news in the paper? Drink your coffee and I'll give you a complete report. Now let's see. Atchiston made a speech in Washington, Bevan in London. What did they say? I've no idea, but Russia says no. There's been a hurricane in the Philippines, a plane lost in the Mediterranean. The passengers and a crew. David, look, it's our plane. The one we missed. It's what? Listen, all hope abandoned after days of searching. A list of those missing on page three. Here, here, look. Your name, David Lawrence, New York. And here you are. Oh, don't you check the passenger list? It must have happened between here and Madrid before they noticed our absence. We'll have to send word immediately. Yes, of course. Let's get out of here. We'll go over to the post office and get these cabled ones. All finished? Yes, I just had two to send, one to my agent and one to Maria. Maria? Maria Salvatini, she's my music teacher in Florence. I have no family and, well, the others will find out soon enough. Well, let's get them off. We'll have to take them over to Manina. Wait. No, David, no. Don't say it. You thought of it too. But it's impossible. Why? To the world we're dead. Out of millions of people, we're the only ones who have this chance. Would we be happy? It would be so terribly cruel to the others. No, they've given us up. It's a miracle that we're here. We're only alive because we wanted to be together. David, I'm frightened. Not so much for myself, but what I'd be giving up wouldn't be very important, but you, they need you. I told you what that letter said. She'll never give me a divorce. We'd live like strangers for the rest of our lives. You have a son. Oh, he doesn't need me. He's ready for college now, and then he'll take my place at the plant. I'll have a fine life. I was younger when I lost my father. Perhaps they don't need you then, but are you sure you won't need them? I only want you. All right. I'm selfish. This time I'm thinking of myself. You know you're wrong. I only know that fate is offering us a new life, a wonderful, happy life. The only question we must answer is do we love each other? If you have the slightest doubt about that, then sign my name to this cablegram and send it. I'll wait for you outside. David, wait. Yes. We'll continue with this week's production of the Hollywood Radio Theater in just a moment. Make a friend and you make an ally. There's a thought for you to keep in mind as many another American has. In 1945, Lyle Hayden was sent to Iran by a privately financed organization to help the farmers with their agricultural problems. At first they were listless and disinterested, but Hayden started a small demonstration farm to show them what could be done. He began to drill for the water he was sure lay beneath the villages, and when he hit it, his second hand pump began pumping 15,000 gallons an hour. Now the Iranians welcomed his help. With their aid, he purified the water, removed the threat of malaria from the irrigation ditches, started a successful chicken breeding program. Then he opened a free school to teach the children reading and writing, and it was so successful that the Iranian Minister of Education asked him to organize his teaching methods in other villages. Hayden offered a teaching job to any young villager who could learn to read and write. The successful ones came from his night school classes. As the months and years went by, Hayden continued educational and agricultural programs throughout the country, and today what prosperity the present farmers of Iran enjoy can be attributed to the tireless work of Lyle Hayden, who combined the best qualities of missionary and businessman to win the thanks of a grateful people. Once again, an unselfish American proved that by helping others, you help your country. Now our producer, Mr. Cummings. Act two of September affair starring Joan Fontaine as Manina Stewart and Joseph Cotton as David Lawrence. It's several days later, and to all who knew them, Manina Stewart and David Lawrence died in a plane crash somewhere over the Mediterranean. Now in New York, David's wife has a visitor, a family lawyer. I wouldn't have bothered you, Catherine, but something's come up that I don't understand. It's all right, Charles. I'm glad you're here. I hope you won't mind a personal question. Tell me, was your marriage happy? For a long time it was. Why? Well, do you know anyone by the name of Maria Salvatini? Did David ever mention it? I know. No, not that I can remember. Well, as you know, David had a special account set aside at the bank for charity. A check for a very large sum has been drawn against it. Payable to this woman. Well, when was the check dated? The day before the accident. You have the right to stop payment, you know. It's David's money. He earned it. Let it go through. You asked if our marriage was happy. No, it wasn't, Charles. David changed in the first few years. Everything that was home to me had become a prison to him. He wanted a divorce? Yes, but in my last letter to him, I told him that I just couldn't. My marriage was my life. Maybe I've been terribly selfish, but I was so afraid of losing him. But he was on his way back to you. Yes, but for what? To try again, Charles, or to insist on the divorce. Now I'll never know. That woman's name, Salvatini? Maria Salvatini. She lives in Florence. If you want me to find out more about her... No, no. Not now, anyway. I... I have a lot of time, Charles. Mr. Lawrence? Yes? So, so you are David. I am Maria Salvatini. Niora, I'm so very happy to meet you at last. You have decided to settle down here in Florence, huh? Huh? And this, this is your Shangri-La. Yes, how do you like it? I left my courage at the gate. That was a mistake. I did not realize you had taken over any stage. Well, we were hoping you'd like it as much as we do. It's very beautiful. Now where is Manina? Still in the house, moving furniture around. May I go in? You want to see her alone, don't you? With your permission. She'll be delighted. This way. Well, you weren't supposed to be here until tomorrow. Everything's still in an awful mess. Being a woman and unpredictable like I'm at today. So, you giving up your concert. Years of work tossed overboard. David and I are tossing everything overboard. And you call this a life? To me, it's a suicide fact. You didn't say that when I found you. Oh, I was so happy to know you were alive. I can think. Now I can. It won't work, Manina. What you're doing is selfish. Cowardly. It's wrong. There's a poor foundation for happiness. Cowardly because we have the courage to start again? Or selfish because we don't want to hurt anyone? Or wrong because we're happy? And how long will it last? As long as we love each other? And have you for a friend? You've seen David? I met him on the drive. He has a charm, I suppose. Even though I don't approve of him. And so kind and thoughtful. Manina, I don't care what you do. As long as you're not fooling yourself. Dare I come in or should I walk around the grounds again? Oh, please come in. Maybe she'll stop scolding me. It's all right, Mr. Lawrence. I've said enough for the moment. By the way, the bank called me this morning that the check you sent to me went through. Oh, good. Now you can start your brave new life. Well provided for by the old one. But what if someone in New York wonders why you make me such an unusually generous gift? What then? No, my wife would never question that. No? She sound like a splendid woman. Even so, what about your papers, your passport? Passports are good for a couple of years. And the servants solved the name question. They insist on calling him Sr. Lorenzo. And if Sr. Lorenzo runs into an old friend, who knows him? Well, very simple. I grow up there, at the spot. Oh, I give up. I knew this visit would be useless. But at least I got it off my chest. You wouldn't be my old Maria to have. Well, you'll make me work if I stay. So I'd better go. I'll phone you tomorrow. And just as soon as this place is in some sort of order. Yes, yes, of course. Goodbye. I'll see you at the gate. If I found my way in without the compass, I can certainly find my way out. Goodbye, Mr. Lorenzo. Goodbye, Sr. Lorenzo. Manina, has she been upsetting you? Of course not. She's the best friend I have. Look, we're starting a new life, but it won't work unless we're absolutely honest. We mustn't lie ever, even for the sake of not hurting each other. Promise? I promise, David. I love you so. David, how long have you been standing there? I really don't know. I was rather impressed with the music and your eyeglasses. Oh, dear. My last secret is out. Only when I read or practice. No, no, no, no. Keep them on there. Come back on. Huh? Well? If I were you, I think I'd give up reading and music. A man with a porcelain cap on his front tooth is in no position to demand perfection. Well, that takes care of me. Here. How would you like to read the news instead of just guessing at it? Oh, the New York Times. Only two days old. September the 5th. September the 5th. Well, temper's certainly does fugitive. What does September the 5th mean to you? Remove your glasses. Why? Because I'd like very much to kiss you. As long as you continue to shower me with presents, everything will be all right. You remind me of a Shetland pony my father bought for me once. Was it clever? Handsome with a porcelain cap? It was my very first recollection of complete happiness. Any other recollection? Oh, lads. But one that happened right here in Florence aren't enough. I'd won a scholarship to the Royal Conservatory and Marie and I went to a wonderful little restaurant to celebrate. Do you think you could find it again? I'm sure I could. Then let's go. We'll walk. Or will we? Oh, lads. I'll show you the entire city of Florence. The beautiful city of Firenze, named for the flowers. The guides won't like you. But after all, they're not as pretty as you are. And I'll show you the statue by Michelangelo. He's called Avid. Like all great men. Was I right about this restaurant? Perfect. Just like Greenwich Village. Oh, no. David. What happened on the 5th of September? It's my son's birthday. Oh, well, it's... Have a drink to him. This wine reminds me of that little cafe in Naples. I wish they had that old phonograph here. That's where we really discovered each other, isn't it? The September song. Play it for me, Menina. There's a town over there. In front of all these people? Oh, come on. You've played for a large audience in this. Well, you come with me. Please, don't stop. I don't mean to horn-insert, but hearing that song, I knew you were Americans. Are you a lonesome couple? Yeah, yes I am. I'm stationed in Trieste. Very few Americans there. I have to be back tomorrow. And how have you liked Florence? Well, I'll tell you one thing, ma'am. I've never seen so many statues in my life. It doesn't sound to say you've had a very good time. Are you with someone here? Well, no. No, I'm not. Why don't you join us? Yes, please do. Just don't stop playing, ma'am. Well, I won't. I'm determined to finish it. More wine, Johnny. Oh, yeah. Thanks a lot. Now, where was I? You were describing a dream named Carlotta. Yeah, yeah, Carlotta. Well, she wanted to come with me. See, but I said to myself, what's the use of bringing an Italian chick to Florence? It's like carrying coals to Newcastle. Well, I'm sorry I didn't. You can freeze to death in Newcastle. Carlotta? Yeah, here's a picture of that. Boy, is she terrific. And this other snapshot, your sister? Oh, no, no, that's Susie. McGurl and Cedar Falls. Cedar Falls, Iowa. Oh, wow. Yeah, I know just what you mean. Susie and Carlotta. Oh, everything's okay now. But what'll I do when I get out of the service? I'm nuts about them both, and it's awful. Young man, you've been drinking. Yes, ma'am, I sure have. It's enough to drive a fella to drinking. But you simply can't be in love with two women at the same time, Johnny. Well, nobody else can, but I can. I promised Carlotta I'd take her back with me, but when I show up in Cedar Falls with her, what'll Susie say? Cheer up, Carpool. You'd feel much worse if no one loved you. You don't get the point, Manina. He's serious. He wants to talk to someone so he can make up his mind and we're making progress. Definitely. Now, when you're out with Carlotta, are you really happy? Oh, like floating on a pink cloud. Then I get a letter from Susie and I wish I had a parachute. And you've just got to make your choice. That's just the trouble. Another step forward? Oh, oh, my gosh. Look at the time. My train leaves in an hour and I'm in a bad enough jam without being able to. Anyway, thanks for the drinks, sir, and for talking to me. Even if you couldn't explain to me why a man can't love two women. Good night, ma'am. Good night, Johnny. Good luck. Everything's going to work itself out all right. Yeah, talking to you was sort of like being home again, talking to my dad. Thanks again. That boy worries me. I bet he worries Carlotta and Susie, too. No, no, I mean, he's pretty tight, isn't he? He'll never make that train. Go with him, David. See him off. And I'll get a taxi and go home. I'll be right along here. Thanks. Good morning. Oh, good morning. What are you doing up so early? Well, I was sleeping like a lamb until I heard the gate scraping. Oh, I was pruning the roses. Here. For you. Thank you. Incidentally, you look perfectly beautiful even at this on the holy hour. And you look like a man who could do with some black coffee. He's practically ready. I'm practically there. Oh, three o'clock. You always make coffee in your sleep. That's an old family tradition. Johnny, get off all right. You know, after considerable detouring, you should have been with us. Oh, there are times when a lady should go home and make coffee. Yeah, in the restaurant, I reminded him of his father. When I finally got him on the train, I reminded him of his mother. Problem? All straightened out? All he needed was a little advice and all I need is a little sleep. But who won? Carlotta or Susie? Who do you think? I've no idea. Don't guess. Susie? Hands down. All he really loves is that farm in Iowa and home and all that goes with it. Susie. David, I want to ask you something. Oh, hmm. Please tell me the truth. Are you sure that you don't regret anything? When I saw you with that boy, I suddenly felt how much you missed your own son and all the things you've given up. Are you sure you've made the right choice? Please tell me. I wanted to know, David. Did you hear me? Don't ever leave me. Please don't ever leave me. Free of the Hollywood Radio Theater will continue in just a few moments. Make a friend and you make an ally. There's a thought for you to keep in mind as many another American has. A group of people in Seattle, Washington thought about it and did something about it. The owners of a large knitting mill there discovered that they had an overstock of yarns and pieces of material which they couldn't use. Well, day after day, they heard on their radios and read in the newspapers how badly Koreans needed warm clothing to survive the freezing winter. So they decided to do something about it. They got together with their employees and worked out a plan. Although the factory ordinarily closed at 4 p.m., the employees volunteered to work overtime without pay several evenings a week to make up the excess material and yarn into sweaters, especially small ones for children. The result? Within a short time, 150 sweaters plus other gifts from the workers at the mill were on their way via the Marine Air Force to be distributed to the Koreans who need them the most. Those Seattle folks have found great satisfaction in their unselfish work and they've discovered that by helping others, you help your country. Station Identification The curtain rises on Act 3 of September Affair starring Joan Fontaine as Manina Stewart and Joseph Cotton as David Lawrence. Two weeks have gone by. Bob from Florence in New York, David's wife is meeting once again with her lawyer. Now, what about my trip, Charles? Do you approve? If you really want to go, Italy is very beautiful. Is the boy happy you're taking him with you? Oh, he'd be very cross if he heard you say that. He's taking me. Catherine, you're planning to see that sort of a teeny woman in Florence? I might. That unanswered question still torments me. Why did David decide to come home? Well, perhaps she can give me the answer. Does your son know about her? Oh, yes, he's very much against my seeing her. He's right. Yes, he probably is. But don't worry, Charles. And thank you again for all your help. Hey, where is everybody? We're in the kitchen, David. Well, take time out. I'm going to fix a drink. Well, then make an extra one. Maria's here. Oh, fine. Hello, Maria. Hello. What's the point of, Marina? He seems to be completely happy. He wasn't happy when he left him this morning. Where'd you go, David? The river. I ran into an old love of mine. And you brought her home, no doubt? No, no, she was a little too heavy to carry. There was a man at the river, a city engineer, and he was working on a turbine, my turbine. Imagine a turbine from my own factory. Maybe you're quite homestick, huh? Not at all, Maria. I've spent enough years with turbines and factories. That should ruin your day. But I had a wonderful time. And I got to thinking, Marina, that river out there, and the miles of barren land and the poverty and what could be done with turbines and dams the way we did in California and Tennessee. I thought you just said you spent enough years... There are times, you know, when I wish, Marina had never met you. And there are times when I wish... The engineer's name is Portini. He's going to Rome for a couple of weeks, and when he gets back, we're going to talk about it. Now, if you'll excuse me, I want to order some tactical books. Oh, you can mail a letter from me, Maria. Thank you. So you have a rival at last, Marina. Don Quixote fought when Nils. I can fight turbines. You seem to forget. Don Quixote lost the battle. Impressed, Marina, for the first time you have played like an artist. I just wanted to show you that I've been practicing. Maybe now you'll listen to me. You must go to New York. You must play your concert. Maria, please, not again. I've never been happy. Oh, women, what fools we are! We discover radium. We swim in the channel. We... See? Well, let down me. Chef, what do you mean, ma'am? Ma'am, Catherine Lawrence decided to talk to you. I know this would happen. I know, Mrs. Catherine Lawrence. I know that one day she'll come here and ask questions, go through the other door. And the books, David's book, take them. Yeah, but she doesn't know who I am. Go, I tell you. I want to see her. I'll be back in a moment. You're incorrigible. May I enter, Mrs. Lawrence? Yes. Very good, Mrs. Lawrence. Mrs. Salvatini? I am very happy to meet you, Mrs. Lawrence. Forgive me, ma'am. The young lady who just left, at first I thought she was... She studied piano with me. We adopted each other many years ago. She's lovely. I'll bring the tea, Maria. You will? Join us. Oh, thank you. You must be wondering why I've come here. My son and I planned to visit the places my husband did before he died. Including this home, madam? Lemon or cream, Mrs. Lawrence? Oh, just lemon, please. And you're probably wondering about your husband's generous check. Oh, please. My visit has nothing to do with that. But I couldn't leave Florence without talking to you. I... I saw a boy in the entrance hall, Mrs. Lawrence. Is he your son? Yes. Oh, won't he join us? I... I don't think so. We must leave in a moment. But I... I've already learned something just from meeting you. I'd imagined you quite differently. You mean younger? Well, my husband seemed to be searching for something. Another sort of life, perhaps. When I first heard your name, I... I thought he'd found it. Tell me, do you know why he'd suddenly decided to come back to America? I'm afraid I don't. If I could only be sure that he took that plane of his own accord and not because of a letter I'd written to him, I... I wouldn't have this horrible feeling of... of being responsible. Mrs. Lawrence. I have a wonderful son, a name I'm proud of, independence, everything except peace of mind. I wish I could give you the answer, but I can't. Well, thank you for your kindness. I'll see you to the door. No, no, please don't bother. Goodbye, Mrs. Lawrence. Goodbye, and forgive me for the interruption. In all my life I never felt so ashamed. Liars and cheats, that's what we are. Please, Maria, don't make it worse for me. For you. You want me to pity you because you had to spend a few embarrassing moments. I feel sorry for her. Why did she go back on her word? Now that she thinks David is dead, it's... Well, it's easy to be generous. Ma Nina, this woman is his wife. She made him miserable and I'm making him happy. You really believe it? Yes, I do. We are happy. And nothing will ever part us. No, I do feel sorry for you. Mother, where are we going now? I told the driver to take us back to the hotel, dear. Mother, I... I think Father... Well, I think he's alive. David! Back there, I waited for you in the hall. A lady walked by with a tea tray. What are you trying to say? She's the same as the picture, mother. What picture? The picture that was in the newspaper after the plane crashed. This picture. I saved the clipping. I have it right here. Look at it. Ma Nina's cured. But I... I just met her. It explains the chap, mother. Father didn't give that money to Mrs. Salvatini. He needed it so he could live here. He's alive. Oh, thank God. Thank God. Where have you been all this time? Maria. I missed you. Hear your books, David. They finally came. Oh, good. Now I really can get at those plans. David. Hey, look. Just as I thought. Now I know it can be done. We divert the river, blast through these hills here, and... Oh, darling, I'm sorry. When it comes to work, I ought... Look, how about having dinner at that little place in town again? I don't want to go into town, not tonight. Then how about dinner here on the terrace? Candles, moonlight and mosquitoes. We can even... Oh, what is it, Ma Nina? Maria been at it again. David, I... I played the Rachmaninoff concerto for her. She wants me to go to New York. Do you want to go? No, but it's a great temptation. You gave up your work after you made a success, and I gave it up before. That's right. I never thought of it that way. David promised me something that if... that if I ever make you unhappy that... that you must leave me. I promise because that will never happen. Buonacera! Buonacera! Oh, Portini, I thought you were in Rome. Ah, you're right. Oh, I have a good news. Signor Portini. Oh, Signor. Good news is exactly what we need. Well, yesterday I have a meeting with the representative of the European Recovery Program. He's much interested in your ideas. Oh? He wants to know when you can go to Rome. Well, who is he? What's his name? Signor Duncan. George Duncan. You're him? No. No, I don't... don't believe so, but... before you go any further... Yes. Well, I... I'm afraid I've been too optimistic, Portini, there. There are just too many difficulties. But... when I mentioned the difficulties, the salve told me they could all be overcome. All right. Maybe they can, but I don't want a job. I don't want to get that involved. But, Signor, all Mr. Duncan wants is to come. I've had experience with government jobs, headaches and red tape and, you know, very little money. It's not worth it. Bringing prosperity to this entire region is not worth it, Signor? I've worked enough. I'm... I'm sorry, Portini. I am sorry, too. More than you will ever know. Signor. Signora. David, what is it? George Duncan. I've known him for years. He's even a member of the Bayshore Country Club. No. Couldn't you... ...draw up the plans and let Portini carry them on? That's impossible. It calls for a man with connections. He'd have to go to Washington. But there must be some way... No, no, there isn't. So please, let's not mention it again. And... Oh, don't look like that, darling. It... It doesn't mean a thing to me. Not a thing. Come in, please. Thank you. I'm the meanest Stuart. I know. My mother isn't in. We're checking out at the hotel in a couple of hours. May I wait, please? If you want to. But if you came here to tell her that my father's alive... ...you're not telling us anything we don't know. Yes. That's why I came. It wasn't so hard to figure it out once we saw you. Your picture was in the papers. David, if your mother knows that he's alive... ...then why are you leaving? I guess she just didn't see any point in staying. She's written a letter to him. I was just about to deliver it to Mrs. Havatini. We're not sure that she'll forward it. But of course she would. If you want me to, I'll give it to him. I believe you will. This is it, Mr. Stuart. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to pack. David, I... I beg of you not to judge your father too quickly. Don't hate him. I always loved my father. But he died when the plane crashed in the ocean. I'll miss him for the rest of my life. No, don't say that. He's alive and he loves you. He speaks of you so often. My father is dead. Goodbye, Mr. Stuart. Manina, what's the matter? What happened in town? I've seen your wife and your son, David. They know all about us. When did they get here? I met your wife yesterday at Maria's. Oh, it's amazing, isn't it? Excellent detectives' wives make without any previous experience. Why didn't you tell me last night? I was too upset. And she's gone now, David. But she wrote you a letter. Here. I'll read it to you. Maybe you should. Concerned you as much as it does me. Dear David, I've tried to feel hurt and angry and jealous. But my overwhelming happiness that you're alive erases all of the thoughts. You are free, David. I'm returning home to go through with the divorce. Well, the walls have tumbled down and the prisoners are free. Yes, but free. We can be alive again. What did you think of my son? He's quite a fellow, isn't he? He said that he loved you and that you'd been a wonderful father and that he'd missed you terribly. I missed him more than anything. I can tell you that now. Well, you can go and play your concert and I can go on to Washington. Phone Maria, darling. This calls for a real celebration. Yes. It's funny. When we first met, we were on our way to America. But still on our way. Ladies and gentlemen, we'll be landing in New York in six minutes. You'll find your luggage in the customs office under the initial of your last name. Please fasten your seat belt. Excited, David? A little. Just appointed to. Disappointed? Just occurred to me. I never saw Capri again. I was sound asleep when we flew over it. I saw it. It looked very lonely. David, that cable I got from the agent just before we left, after the concert in New York, I have to go straight to Philadelphia. Another recital? Yes. Well, Philadelphia isn't far away. You'll be a great success, darling. Will I? Thank you, David. I mean, to startle you, Catherine. David. But I still had my key, so I just walked in. I wanted to see you. I hoped you would. How is David? He's fine. He enrolled at Columbia yesterday. I'd like to see him before I leave. You're going away? Washington, a new project. Biggest thing I've ever tackled. That's wonderful. Catherine, I don't want to tell you any lies, I don't know yet what the truth is myself, but thank you for your letter and your understanding. Right to me, David. I will. And thank you for not asking me anything. Dad! Hello, David. It's so good to see you. Thanks. I wanted to go to the airport, but, well, I wasn't here when the cable arrived. Is it true? Are you really coming home? I don't know, David. I need time to find myself. Good back way. See you soon, Dad. Turn driver, this is the international airport. That's right, Mike. I told him to, David. But the plane from Philadelphia doesn't leave from here? I'm not going. Well, where are you going? I've changed some plans, David. I'm going to Brazil. How long will you be gone? Two weeks or a month? Manina, how long? I'm not sure, but I... Why are you going? What's happened to us? I wanted to go away before, but I wanted you to be the one to say goodbye first. It would have been easier for you. Oh, I wouldn't. Oh, no, let me finish, David. We've tried to hide from the past. But our roots are there, yours and mine. And we can't help it. When I met Catherine and David, that was my goodbye. And when you read a letter and told me how much you missed him, that was yours. There's a great difference between seeing your son and being with him. Well, even if all you say is true, we love each other. I love build-on deception. It had to end, perhaps. If you'd asked me, I'd stay. But we know it would be wrong. So don't ask me if you love me. If I love you. Passengers for Rio de Janeiro and Buenos Aires will please step to the reservation counter. Goodbye, David. You're staying, Mr. or do you want to take the cab back? Wait here, please. No. I'll go back now. Our stars will return. The story is told about a couple of tourists who are going through an art gallery in Italy. One man, obviously tired of sightseeing, announced to everyone within hearing, ah, you call this art? Nothing but faded paint and cracked canvas. We got better stuff on our calendars at home. An American serviceman overheard this and saw how it offended the Italians. He turned to the man and said, Sir, the paintings here are not on trial. The people who come to see them are. The frowns of disapproval on the faces of the Italians were erased by smiles of understanding, and the incident was widely repeated. There was a small thing, but even small things can have tremendous results. Such acts by you and your friends today are shaping our world of tomorrow. Now here's Mr. Cummings with our stars. We want to thank them for two beautiful performances, Joan Fontaine and Joseph Cotton. Joan, I know you've just returned from Europe. Did you visit all those wonderful places in Italy? Well, only Venice this time. You know Joan, I made September affair in Italy. Oh, it would have been hard to duplicate that glorious Italian landscape. Weren't you making a picture this time, too, Joan? Yes, in Spain and in England. Well, I had an apartment in Paris, too. Oh, Joan, any fashion tips for me to take home to my wife? Yes. This season all fashionable women would have the slim silhouette look. Silhouette? You mean string bead. Well, I go to television. The string bead neckline will set it back 20 years. And we're happy to congratulate such a lovely girl as you on your recent marriage and welcome you back to the States. Well, I had to come home early. There was so much excitement going on. Yes, and we have an exciting new show for next week that you won't want to miss. It's a thrilling drama from Paramount Pictures. The search by an ex-serviceman for a mysterious girl he met during the war. You won't want to miss Captain Kerry, USA. And starring in her original role will be lovely Wanda Hendricks. And as a costar, that exciting new personality, Charlton Heston. Sounds great, Irving. Good night. Good night. Good night, and we'll be seeing you. News for Mr. Irving Cummings. Our orchestra is under the direction of Rudy Schrager. This is Ken Carpenter inviting you to join us next week at this same time for another presentation of the Hollywood Radio Theatre. Radio Theatre is a presentation of the United States Armed Forces Radio Service.