 Lux presents Hollywood. Olivia de Haverland and Paul Lucas in Appointment for Love. Ladies and gentlemen, your producer, Mr. Cecil B. DeMille. Greetings from Hollywood, ladies and gentlemen. In motion pictures, a straight line is not always the shortest distance between two points. Take the case of Paul Lucas. After making 10 or 12 pictures for 10 or 12 years here in Hollywood, he was suddenly discovered all over again on Broadway. Watch on the Rhine was the play that turned the trick. When Mr. Lucas played that same part on the screen for Warner Brothers, the result was the Academy Award. Tonight he's here in the Lux Radio Theatre to co-star with the talented Olivia de Haverland, who finished high school and began starring in pictures in almost the same breath. She's been making the screen look lovelier ever since. And just recently, I've added a brighter note to the scenery in the Aleutian Islands, of which more later. Tonight we've cast these stars in Universal's Gay Romance, Appointment for Love. The appointment in this instance is between a famous playwright and a woman doctor, whose career puts a few rocks in the road to romance. In these days, the audience for one of our plays just about covers the globe. And many of the men in khaki and blue who used to join us at home now join us overseas. Many of them are also self-appointed ambassadors for such comforts of home as Lux Flakes. A photograph has just come in, showing a sergeant in the midst of doing his washing somewhere in Australia. The wash tub is steaming away over a small wood fire and there are tents in the background under a grove of eucalyptus trees. I've never heard very many soldiers celebrate the joys of washing clothes, but the sergeant in the photograph is grinning broadly. Perhaps the reason is right there beside the wash tub. A familiar looking box of Lux Flakes. And now, a familiar moment of curtain going up and the first act of appointment for love, starring Olivia de Havilland as Jane and Paul Lucas as Andre. The curtain has fallen in the Hyperion Theater. The exit march is playing, but the audience will not leave. On their feet, crowded in the aisles, New York's first-nighters are clamoring for the offer, Andre Castile. But one of the first-nighters is not taking part in the demonstration. That young lady there in the second row. Through all the noise and confusion, she remains strangely calm. As a matter of fact, she's fast asleep. She's still dozing peacefully when Mr. Castile makes his entrance on the stage and holds up his hand for silence. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Ladies and gentlemen, I hope that you don't expect me to say anything or do anything very clever. An artist's position in playmaking is... Oh, Hastings. See if there's a doctor in the house. That girl in the second row has fainted. Excuse me, please. Just let me through. Please, please. I'll take care of her. Is the young lady with you, madam? No, she isn't. She seems to be all alone. Oh, please, she needs air. Stand back, please. Is there a doctor in the house? Oh, did somebody call a doctor? Don't worry now, young lady. You are going to be all right. Oh, but you're seeing... Is this your purse? I'll take it now. Just relax. What are you doing? I'm going to carry you up. You go now. You will feel better outside. Oh, thank you. Well, maybe I will. Boy, have you found a doctor yet? Yes, sir. The box office says there's a Dr. Alexander in seat 108. Dr. Alexander, Dr. Alexander... Wait, please. I'm Dr. Alexander. You? You are who? I'm Dr. Alexander. So you can put me down, please. Don't be silly. You are ill. You fainted. Now, don't you be silly. I never fainted in my life. But I saw you faint. No, you saw me sleeping. Sleeping? I couldn't keep my eyes open and I couldn't get out. And when you picked me up, I didn't want to make a scene. Oh, so you fell asleep at my place. I'm afraid I did. Do you mind? Hmm. My place is no good. Terrible. Now, will you put me down? Gladly. And good night. Good night. Ladies and gentlemen, I want to thank you for liking my place so much. But I must confess that the young lady who fainted did not faint. She was asleep. Howdy, Andre, and how do you play tonight? Oh, thank you, Ethel. Andre, don't you remember me? My name is Edith. Oh, well, well. Thank you, Edith, then. Mr. Cachil, you're wanted on the phone, sir. Miss Benson calling from Chicago. Oh, Nancy, let me have it. Hello, Nancy. Andre. Yes, Nancy. Of course I missed you. Oh, yes. Yes, they liked it. Some of them. What? Why, of course you are going to be my next play. Here, darling, I'll let you talk to Hastings. George Stig, this is Nancy Benson. Oh, sure. Hello, Nancy. How are you? Huh? The next play? Wait a minute. Did you promise her a part in the next one? No, no. Oh. Hello, Nancy. Why, we'd love to have you. Andre's tried to fill me the idea of you doing the part a dozen times. And we'll talk about it. Goodbye, love. You're still stuck on that girl dreamboat. No, no, no more. Finney. Finney, she wouldn't be bad. No, but she wouldn't be good either. Anyway, I've got another idea. Pretty one. Beautiful. There's a young lady to see you, Mr. Cassell. Oh, excuse me, George. Well, hello. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt your party, but you picked up my purse and my keys were in. Hello, Cassell. Beautiful play. Beautiful. What a wonderful review. Great play. I hate to disagree with such a fine critic, but you've been taken in again, old man. The best play you've ever written, Andre. Yes, but it's still not very good. Now, now poke your fingers into any of my characters, and what would you find, doctor? Well, I'm sure I don't know. I will tell you. Soda. Just soda. I'm afraid that's true. Now, Mikey. Now, you also agree that my situations are phony and unbelievable, huh? I agree, absolutely. Now, you are not just agreeing to be polite. No, I'm not. I'm agreeing because I agree completely. The people in your play were unreasonable. They're logical. They were in love, and love is an unreasonable and illogical emotion. I'm sorry, but love is very logical. So logical, you can prove it in the laboratory. It's a chemical attraction based on a law governing affinity. Put two objects with affinity in a test tube, and they merge through attraction. It's the simplest of all formulae. That's very scientific, I'm sure, but... All you do is just add a little rose-colored romance and cloud up what's really happening. Now, if you don't mind, I'll take my keys and go home. Oh, no, no, no. I want to talk to you. You are the only person who knows the truth about my play, except myself, of course. Oh, Mr. Cassell, you're the worst kind of a baker. You like your plays. You think they're wonderful. My purse, please. Good night. Ah. Hey, dreamboat, wasn't that the babe who fainted in the theater? She's no babe. She's a doctor. And you know what the doctor thinks, Georgie? She thinks that love is something you make in a test tube. Dr. Alexander's office. No, Dr. Gunther, she isn't here just now. Yes, sir, I'll tell her. Morning, Nora. Oh, Dr. Alexander, Dr. Gunther just called. He wants to see you about that strap case, and there's a new patient in your office. Thanks. Hello, doctor. Well? Well, here I am. I came to see you do it. Do what? Make love with a test tube. You know, you said you put in two people and... Mr. Cassell, I'm very busy, and we're not allowed to have social calls here at the hospital. Oh, this is not a social call, doctor Alexander. I didn't sleep one wink all night thinking about what you told me. Dr. Alexander, Dr. Gunther's here. Oh. May I come in, doctor? Certainly. This is Dr. Gunther, our chief of staff, Mr. Andre Cassell. How do you do? How are you, Mr. Cassell? I never felt better in my life. But that is Auntie last night. Yes, last night I just went to peace. And what seems to be the trouble, Mr. Cassell? I believe it's my heart, doctor. I see. You don't mind if I watch your examination of the patient, Dr. Alexander? Why, no, not at all. But I think probably Mr. Cassell would rather come back when he has more time. Oh, no, no. I just as well get it over with while I'm here. Let me fill your pulse, please. Dr. Alexander is my assistant. I like to watch these young men. Sometimes they can teach us old fellows a thing or two. You say you're having a little trouble with your heart, eh? Yes, doctor. I think probably it's occupational disease. He probably overworks it. I've seen many of your plays, Mr. Cassell. Very interesting. Oh, thank you, sir. Will you take off your coat, please? Oh, yes, yes. I coat my coat. And open your shirt. Uh, shirt? What for? I want to listen to your heart. Oh, I'm sure I'm going to feel much better, doctor. No talking, please. Oh, I'm sorry. Stethoscope, no. Yes, doctor. Quiet now. Certainly. Oh. It's so cold. Please, no talking. Hmm. Very unusual. Really? What does it sound like? Well, I'd say offhand it's... Oh, really? I'm afraid so. Did you hear anything good? Oh, you drink very much, Mr. Cassell. Oh, no, no. A little wine. Sometimes a little brandy and, uh, a little whiskey. Dr. Alexander may have to stop all that. Dr. Alexander certainly will. Oh, well, how much sleep do you average, Mr. Cassell? Now, not very much at night, but quite a bit in the morning. Early evening hours are the best, aren't they, Dr. Gunther? They certainly are. Now, Mr. Cassell, will you jump up and down on one foot, please? Certainly. I really think that it's a matter of fatigue, Dr. Gunther. Too much work? Too much play. All right, you can stop that now. I want to listen again. Now, this part I like very much. No talking, please. Oh, I'm sorry. Hmm. Yes. Mr. Cassell, I would suggest that, for the time being, you give up liquor, not play so hard, and get more sleep. Later on, if it seems necessary, we'll have a thorough examination. Oh, why not do it now, Doctor? If the patient is ready, I'm sure it would be better to do it all at once. Thank you, Dr. Gunther. You don't know how helpful you've been. Will you step this way, please? Of course. And, uh, I'll look at all your reports, Mr. Cassell. Thank you. I'll drop by later, Dr. Alexander. Very well, Doctor. I guess you're stuck with him, Doctor. We'll see who gets stuck. Give him the works. Everything, everything. We'll start off by taking some blood from his arm for the lab. Yes, Doctor. Hand me a needle, please. I'm waiting, Dr. Alexander. I'm coming. Needle, Doctor. Thanks. All right, now, Mr. Cassell, your arm, please. Just hold it still. Now, now, look. Before we start, what about dinner tonight? Steady, Mr. Cassell. But what about... Oh! Hello, office? This is Dr. Alexander calling. I have a patient who's been coming to my office every day for two weeks. His name is Cassell. Well, he's not to be allowed to come to my office again. He's cured. Yes. And if he insists, will you have... will you please have him shown to psychiatry? Thank you. Of course, I know you don't like it, but you're having a good time. I like to dance. Is that all? I used to dance a lot. Really? That sounds very frivolous. But it proves I was right. It doesn't prove a thing. No? No. Sure? Look, we've been out now five or six times. He's dying. We've danced. Still, there are no rosy-colored clouds. Oh, it's too soon. But speaking of clouds, I have a place in the country I would like you to see. An old hunting lodge. Is that where you ride your plane? Well, not exactly. It's too nice for work. So quiet and peaceful. Sounds like an ideal place to ride your plane. And there's a waterfall. You can hear it from the house at night. Sounds wonderful. Will you come to see it sometime? Oh, I'm very busy. Doctors never get vacationed. Well, Dr. Alexander, call for you, doctor. They want you at the hospital right away. Emergency. Oh, Andre, I'm terribly sorry. I always get emergencies when I'm having the most fun. I'll go with you. Certainly not. I might be ours. Goodbye, Andre. If you want me again tonight, don't worry. We won't. And you've got to get some rest. You look all in. Don't you think someone ought to drive you home? No, I'll be all right. I'm just a little jumpy, that's all. Good night. Good night, doctor. How did you know I wanted to see you waiting out here? You said you would work very late. And I was afraid you'd be tired. Oh, I am tired, but I never felt so wonderful in my whole life. They said she couldn't live, but she did. They both lived. I never saw you look this way before. I never felt like this before. I was going to call you. And you were waiting right here. I will always be waiting. Always. Oh, Andre. I'm kind of surprised at myself. You don't mind my shame there. This is something I never thought I'd do, ever. I'm very happy that you changed your mind. Darling, I'm not being silly about it, am I? No. You are being very sweet. We'll be all alone at my hunting lodge. Nobody will even know we're there, will they? Nobody but the people who take care of the faith. And you don't have to worry about them. I still can't believe it. Mrs. Andre Castile. Oh, Andre, it sounds beautiful. There's the wire, Martha. Arriving tonight, see? You think I'd better make up two rooms? No, Martha. He says he's bringing his bride up here. Well, it's about time, Mr. Castile settled down. Well, I don't know. We had a lot of fun. Remember the time three girls showed up at once? Well, he certainly played hide-and-seek that weekend. You ought to think shame of yourself. You mean men. The only way we could get him out of the house was to say he had to go to a fire. He wore my helmet and carried my axe. He certainly looks silly, too. I wonder which one of them he manned. Well, you know, I think I'd fancy the Benson girl. Yes, the Benson girl. That's the one. That is, if it was me that would do it. There we are. Hello, Timothy. Hello, Mr. Castile. Welcome home, Mr. Castile. Hello, Martha. Congratulations to you, sir. And to you too, ma'am. Thank you, Timothy. She's wonderful, but a little bit heavy. Put me down, darling. Hello, Martha. Hello, Timothy. Welcome, Mrs. Castile. Well, this is a surprise. Quite a surprise, I must say. Well, Mr. Castile, you certainly did very well for yourself. Thank you, Timothy. Now, how about some wine? It's already, sir. You'll have it in two minutes. I'll fix them supper, Mr. Castile. Oh, what a nice house, Andre. And what a nice wife to live in it. My wife. That sounds kind of new, but I suppose I'll get used to it. My wife. My husband sounds new, too. Nice and new and warm. Hello. Come on. I want to show you our waterfall. Who? There. You can see it from the window. Just a minute. Oh, it's lovely, Andre. Oh, Mr. Castile. Who is it, Timothy? Well, it's for you, sir. A certain party. Well, just tell him I'm not to be disturbed. I can't tell him that. And he's going to disturb you quite a lot. It's the old chief. What chief? Which chief do you mean? The old chief. Fire chief Benson. Fire chief? What in the world would a... Oh, oh, Fire chief Benson. That's right. Fire chief Benson. And he's very excited. And he seems to be heading up this way. What's he coming here for? Oh, he drops in from time to time. We talk about fires. Everybody here belongs to the volunteer fire department. I'll speak to him. You know, this sounds like fun. Yeah, sometimes it is, ma'am. And sometimes it isn't. Is there a fire now? There's smoke, ma'am. Oh, yes. Quite a lot of smoke. Hello. How are you, chief? Hello, Pappy. What's going on up there? I just got in from New York tonight, Pappy. Come on down to the station a bit. Oh, no, no, no, no. I'd love to, chief, but I'm on my honeymoon. What? Who's honeymoon? Mine. It's nobody you know, chief. No, wait, chief. Well, if that's the way you feel, I'll certainly do my duty. I'll be right down to the station. You can count on me. Ah, I thought so. I'll be waiting. Make it Pappy, Pappy. Goodbye, chief. Well, I have to go. Is there a fire in the depot, sir? Oh, a very, very bad one. I'm sorry, Jane, but community duty, you know. I'll be back. Well, come on, darling. I'll go with you. No, no, no, no, no. They won't let women go. They wouldn't like it, would they, Timothy? Oh, no. The chief had just raised the roof, ma'am, if you showed up. Well, all right. Be careful. I will. Timothy, my action, my firehead. Coming up, sir. And don't take any foolish chances. Yes, and don't get burned. I won't. I promise. Bye. Hello? Hello, operator. Will you give me the depot, please? Thank you. Hello, depot? How's the fire going? The fire. Well, of course there's a fire. Oh. Oh, there isn't? Well, is Mr. Cassell there? He is. Talking to a... Oh, a young lady. Well, thank you. Good night. Again? Here, dear. Hello, darling. Sorry I was too long. Tell me all about it. Was it bad? Ah, it was a very stubborn blaze. Very hard to get under control, but it's all out now. Nothing left but the ashes. Nothing. I could see the flames from the upstairs window. Huh? You could see the... You want some wine. Your throat must be very dry. Yes, it is. It is very... Sit down. I'll get it. You're probably exhausted. Oh, no. I feel fine. Your face is so hot. I think you didn't get too near the flames. Oh, no, no, no. I was very careful about that. Hmm, your pulse is pretty fast. Well, it's the effect you have on me, darling. It might be the suspense, too. Uh, the suspense? Yes. You weren't quite sure. I would believe your fiery story. Oh, I, uh... Didn't fool you, huh? Not for long. Oh, darling, you didn't have to go to so much trouble. You could have told me the truth. Well, you're afraid I'd be jealous. Well, it was sort of the idea. But I'm never jealous. Oh, but most women are. Oh, but that's because they don't understand it. You know, jealousy is a very simple thing. Physiologically, it's merely the adrenal gland pumping adrenaline into the bloodstream. Of course it has a psychological trigger. Bing. Yes, like that. That's the gland's worth it. Oh, but that's a hangover from caveman days and has no place in a civilized mind. You really believe all that? Well, I certainly do believe it. Listen, if you ever catch me being jealous, I give you leave to put on your tiger skin, pick up your club, and beat me back to my scent. Oh, that might be fun. Jane, darling, aren't you tired? Not a bit. Want to go for a walk? I certainly do not want to go for a walk. No. Neither do I. Oh, now who can that be? Another fire, darling. Hello? No, no, I don't think so. Who? No, he ain't got any Dr. Alexander here. Oh, Timothy, that's for me. Excuse me, dear. Hey, yes, give me a minute. Thank you, Timothy. Hello? Yes, Dr. Gunther. Oh, really? Why, yes, of course I can. Wait just a minute. Andre. What's wrong? I have to get back to the hospital. Hello, Dr. Gunther? We'll drive in. I'll make it as soon as I can. It's perfectly all right. Good night. Dr. Edward has been hurt, and I have to get back and take over his cases. Tonight? Yes, and I have to get dressed. But, darling, this is our honeymoon. I know. I'm terribly sorry, Andre. No, no, no. I won't let you go. Andre, don't be silly. There are 20 patients waiting for me there. But I am waiting here. But you're not sick, darling. But I am so. Look at my tongue. See? Now, feel my head. I've got a fever. I'm coming down with something. Andre, you do look sort of funny. There now, you see? Timothy, put Mr. Cassell to bed. No, no, wait. No. Put him to bed. Right away, Timothy, and put an ice bag at his feet if he gets a chill. Good. Good night, dear. In a moment, Mr. DeMille presents Paul Lucas and Olivia DeHaverlund in act two of Appointment for Love. But now, here's a musical fairy tale. The scene is the bedroom of Susie the Sprinter. Getting ready for a special, a very special date. She's looking through her clothes closet, and... Maybe my blue one. Dick likes blues. Oh dear, it looks awful. How about the greens? Gosh, it's all pired out. Maybe the red. No, maybe the gold. Goodness knows. And then, the dresses stepped right out of the closet and one of them said... Susie. Susie, don't you know how to keep dresses looking like new? Listen while we tell you the secret. Hear those bubbles? Gentle luck bubbles. Just a dip. Never a touch of strong soap. Never any rubbing with cake soap. Just a dip in luck and dresses come out lovely. Looking like new. Susie, don't you know people stop? Look. At girls whose dresses have that luck look. Anything safe in water is safe in luck. And how much you save. Because clothes lead a long life. When they lead a luck flight. We pause now for station identification. This is CBS, the Columbia Broadcasting System. Two of appointment for love. Starring Olivia DeHavilland as Jane and Paul Lucas as Andre. So far, the marriage of the successful playwright and the successful woman doctor has been a dismal failure. The first two days of Jane's honeymoon have been spent at the hospital working day and night. Now Andre has returned to his apartment in New York only to find that his bride has taken a separate apartment in the same building. This is ridiculous. What's wrong with this place? Nothing. It's large. I like it. It's where I live. If you don't like it, I'll get another one. But darling, that's not the idea. You've got to be reasonable. I want to be reasonable, but there is no reason for me to live on the 17th floor and my wife to live on the 22nd. There are many reasons. I don't want to hear any of this. All right. If you don't want to listen to me, I'll just go upstairs. But who ever heard of a bird building two nests? In this case, it happens to be very necessary. I'm sorry. I don't see any necessity at all. We can talk it over when you're a little calmer. Ring for the elevator please. I want to talk it over right now. Darling, I don't want to upset you. I am not upset. I just don't understand this kind of a joke. It's not a joke. Going up. 22, please. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Please don't be difficult about something that's very sensible and very sound. Sensible. When we were married, you knew that I was a doctor and that I was going on with my work. Yes, but I didn't know that I would have to make an appointment every time I wanted to see you. Please let me finish. All right. Go ahead. Now, I have to be at the hospital at all hours. Sometimes I come in so tired, I don't want to see anybody. Sometimes I get cold at four o'clock in the morning. Sometimes I work all night and sleep all day. Now, really, you couldn't possibly fit your life into that crazy kind of routine. I only know one thing. 22, madam. Thank you. I only know that when a man marries a woman, it's because he wants to be married to her. But you will be married to me and I'll be married to you. The only difference is that I'll be free to do my work and you'll be free to do your work. Now, really, isn't that a very sensible plan? No. Why? Why isn't it sensible? Because it's like that test tube idea of yours. It figures out everything but human relationships. Andre, look. The most important thing is for our marriage to last. You think so? Yes. Well, I think the most important thing is for our marriage to begin. And it will not begin until you come home. And home is where the husband lives. That's the law. The law. Really, that's very funny. I don't think so. I refuse to argue about it in the hall. Do you want to come inside? No, I don't. Very well. Good night, Andre. Good night. Going down? 17. 17. You want I should wait for the lady? No, 17. Mr. Cassell? Mr. Cassell, sir. Huh? Yeah. What is it? I hate to disturb your rest, sir. But it's Mrs. Cassell. She's come to have breakfast with you. Uh-huh. What? Your wife, sir. She's here for breakfast. Breakfast? What time is it? It's almost a quarter of seven, sir. Almost a quarter of seven? In the morning? Get out of here before I kill you. Yes, sir. Shall I tell madam you're not accustomed to having breakfast before twelve, sir? Tell her the... Oh, never mind. I tell her myself. Get me a roll. Yes, sir. Here, Arthur. I vote for cook-up, sir. And breakfast will be ready in a few minutes. Stop talking about breakfast. Quarter of seven. Where's my wife? In the dining room, sir. Quarter of seven. I've never heard of such a... Good morning. Good morning. Sit down, dear. I hope I'm not too early. No, no, no. I always get up in the middle of the night to have breakfast. Oh, it's going to be fun. We can have breakfast together every morning. Every morning? I promise. The same time? Yes. You see, this gives me plenty of time to get down to the hospital at 7.30. Morning's your address. You can walk down with me. Oh, it isn't far. Only a mile. Oh. That would be interesting, too. We could walk around all by ourselves at half past 7 in the morning. I certainly shall look forward to that. Andre, have you thought about last night? A little. I'm sorry we can't. So am I. Oh, here's the key to my apartment. I already have the one for yours. That's marvelous. We have everything figured out. I'll tell you all about it at dinner tonight. Dinner? But dinner seems so far away. Will madam have oatmeal? Yes, lots of cream. Will you have oatmeal, sir? What? No, I thought not. Now, what are your plans for the day? The day? Oh, you mean today, now? Sausage and eggs, sir. Coffee. Strong coffee. Yes, sir. I thought maybe if I could get time off the lunch, I could meet you at the little restaurant where we had our first dinner. No, that's a very romantic idea. I see you're romantic today. This is our first breakfast together. All right then. I'll pick you up at the theater and we'll have lunch. After that, I have another operation at 3. Oh, fuck! Come on, George. Come on. Come on. Wake up. What's the matter? Wake up, George. I want to talk to you. Oh, I'm dreaming. No, you are not dreaming. I had to talk to someone and nobody I know is up here. What time is it? Eight o'clock in the morning. Eight o'clock. Hey, I thought you were on a honeymoon. That's what I thought. George, I married a monster. What? I married a monster. This had better be good. It's very bad. My wife eats breakfast at 7 in the morning, then walks to work one mile. If I am dressed, she's going to let me walk with her. Now, what can I do? Shoot her. Oh, but I love her. And shoot yourself. No, George. Please, please be serious. At 8 o'clock in the morning. And not only that, she has her own apartment five floors up. Say that again slowly. She lives on the 22nd floor and I live on the 17th floor. And she won't come down. She won't. No, and I won't go up. What do you want me to do? You don't need a producer. You need a lawyer. Oh, no, no. It's just some silly idea that she has about marriage. Two people have to be two people. She has her work. Can't she work and be married, too? Yes, but she wants her own apartment. Oh, I get it. You live your life and I live mine. Well, go ahead and live your life. She'll get so jealous she'll turn into a human fly and crawl down the outside of the building. No, no. She doesn't believe in jealousy. You've got to believe in something. Look here. Act one. Wife won't play house. Act two. Husband makes wife jealous. Act three. They wind up in each other's arms. Curtain falls. Dreamboat is a cinch. It's sure fire. Now, just go back to sleep, George. Thank you. Do you know, darling, that we are celebrating our 48th wedding anniversary? Oh, what? 48 hours. Oh, and we've done nothing but quarrel. Nothing? Coffee, sir? Yes, please. Jane, I've been thinking a lot about this since breakfast. So have I. Tonight we'll have dinner together in my apartment. We'll have dinner there every night. That was part of the plan. And we'll have breakfast there, too. Of course we will. I want to be with you as much as I possibly can. Alex, is it really you? Why, Michael, Michael's daily. Oh, how nice. Well, this is a rare piece of good fortune. I don't believe you. Just off the plane about half an hour ago. No. Call the hospital three times. Wanted it in here to drown my despair, and here you are in my very feet. Really, Michael? I was going to write you a million times, but, you know, I never write letters in any way. You never answer them. No. Jane, pardon me, old fellow. You don't mind if I sit down? Oh, no. No, thanks. Alex, I thought of a dozen ways to lure you to Brazil, but I knew you wouldn't come. Michael, listen. What have you been doing? You look peaked. Mike, will you please stop? I'm trying to introduce Mr. Cassile. Now, how do you do? Now, you mustn't be busy tonight, Alex. You have to run me all over New York. Michael. I want to do all the old places we used to. Michael, Mr. Cassile is my husband. Oh, that's very nice. Yes. What? Did you say husband? Yes, she did say her husband. Yes, Michael. We're married. Oh, well, I don't like that at all. I walk around the corner, go to Brazil, and the moment my back's turned, you marry the first beggar who comes along. Pardon me, old fellow. Surely. Surely, I know what you mean. Michael, Mr. Cassile is the Mr. Cassile, the very famous one who writes the play. Well, don't tell me you married him for that reason. I'm famous too. She never married me. She never was going to get married, but I was gentle enough to believe her. But if she was going to get married, I certainly think she should have married me. I saw you first, you know. You, uh, you don't mind, old fellow. No, no, certainly not. I think you made a great mistake in getting married at all, Jane. A brilliant career in medicine, your own life. You might have turned out to be a great doctor. But I'm still practicing. Oh, he can't even support you, eh? No, wait, my friends, no, wait. No, Michael, you see. I don't see what you want to live in New York for anyway. You'd be much better off as a doctor on one of my expeditions, catch new microbes, go into jungles, fight epidemics with one hand and natives with the other. And you pass all that up for marriage here in New York, living in a little cooped-up apartment. Two apartments. All right, two apartments. Six apartments. What difference does it make? Well, why, why two apartments? It's a long story, and we don't want to go into it now. You know, Andre, Michael is an explorer. He goes to all kinds of weird places, meets all kinds of weird people. You don't have to go very far. You meet them everywhere. Uh, no offense, old fellow. Oh, no. No. Two apartments. Well, well. Michael used to be a patient of mine, didn't you, Michael? Mm-mm. You bet I was. That's why I'm back here. There were a lot of fun having Janey for a doctor, old fellow. You're a patient of us, too. Ha-ha. I'll never forget those treatments. They used to put me to sleep like the dead. Now, why don't you try one now? Michael, it's been lovely seeing you, and we must get together if you're going to be in town for long. But in the meantime, I really have to run. I have to get to the hospital. Oh, it's running off to the hospital. You ought to break her of that habit, Mr. Caseel. Why don't you take her out of the hospital? Now, look. Because I don't want to be taken out of the hospital. Oh, all right. I'll drive you over there. I want to talk to you about doing a broadcast. Scientific. You don't mind, old fellow. Do you really want to know what I think? Look, Michael, I'll talk to you about it later. Goodbye for now. Righto. Oh, by the way, while I'm still in the States, I'm going to call you every day. Ha-ha. I'm going to be an absolute pest. You're making a very good start. Oh, I'll do much better than this. Goodbye. Goodbye. Goodbye. That old fellow, one more time, I think I would have killed him with my bare hands. Well, it's a good thing you didn't try it. He has muscles like an ox. Oh. Oh. He has muscles like an ox. He's really very nice, Andre. Well, it's a matter of whether or not you like oxes. Oxen. Oxen. All right. Terrible word, anyway. Seems to do very well here. He's quite fascinating. You know he's been all over. Why doesn't he go back all over? He's changed your mind when you get to know him better. I don't want to know him any better. Andre, don't shout. He's just a patient of mine with a very interesting feeling. Wait a check, please. Yes, sir. After all, it's just the same thing as you going out to meet that Benson girl. That didn't mean a thing to you, did it? Of course not. So you see, this doesn't mean much either. Goodbye, darling. What time is it, Lily? It's just 9.30, sir. What time did Mrs. Castile say she'd be here? Around about 9.30, sir. She can get away from the hospital. 9.30? Good, good. Is some of the 1926 vintage tonight, sir? No, no, no. Not wine. Cognac. Yes, sir. You'll pardon my noticing, sir. But don't you think wine would be safer in case madam hasn't dined tonight? Yes, yes, possibly. But this is not for Mrs. Castile. Are you expecting someone else, sir? Yes, a miss. Married it. Tonight, sir? A few minutes. But aren't there possibilities of complications, sir? Do you think so? Well, it's very likely, sir. Do you suppose Mrs. Castile might be jealous, Lily? I don't know, sir. Well, we can try, huh? I'll answer that. You go and get the cognac. Yes, sir. Hello, Edith. Hello. I hope I'm not late. I had such an awful time getting away. I'm so glad to see you again. Oh, I couldn't leave my ears when you telephoned. I hope we take your breath. I'd given you up for loss and I heard you got married. Sit down, Edith. Nice. Nice and cozy. I wanted to see you again because I felt I hadn't been very nice the last time you were here. Oh? Oh, the night to play, open. Mm-hmm. Oh, yes. You know, Andre, you certainly must have had an awful lot of experience to write a play like that. Oh, sit down, Andre. Over here. The cognac, sir? Just leave it, please. Oh, nice. Would you like to hear some music? Oh, sure. Put it on. I'll turn out the lights. Uh-huh. There. I can hear better in the dark. Oh. Oh, you have a wonderful view from here. I have a wonderful view from my place, too. It's on 66th Street. Oh, yes? Uh-huh. You can see the Hudson River. If you ever get tired of looking at the East River, you can come over to my place and look out my window and see the Hudson River. Uh-huh. That might be a very nice change. It would be. Say, you're not expecting anybody, are you? No, why? Well, you keep looking at the doors if you're afraid somebody might come in. Oh, am I? Oh, I'm so sorry. You know, when I look at a fire, it just makes me feel nice and drowsy. Oh, I just love to cut love. Would you like a cigarette? A cigarette? Oh, no, no. I don't smoke much. I don't drink much either, just once in a while. There's someone I like very, very much. And then, of course, I only take one. Well, what was that? Oh, nothing. But it sounded like the door. No, no, no, no, no. Here, sit close to me. You know, darling, it's very sweet of you to come here, and you know you shouldn't. Well, why not? You said you wanted me to come over. So I said to myself, well, I'll come over. Hello. Oh, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to frighten you. Oh, this fire looks cozy. It's cold outside. It is? This is my wife. How do you do? And, darling, this is Miss Meredith, an old friend of mine. Yes? I thought you were going to be at the hospital tonight. Oh, no, I just had to give Michael a few shots. Watch the progress of the fever. Well, I guess I'd better be going. I really have to be going. You see, I'm late for an appointment. Oh, no, please don't go. I just dropped in to say hello. I'm going on up to change now, which I could say, but you know how it is. Good night, Miss Meredith. Listen, I want to get out of here. Oh, I'm sorry. I thought I'd been around, but this beats me. You didn't marry her on a bear or anything, did you? Oh, Leary, get Miss Meredith's rep, please. I'm sorry. I'll have to go up and explain. Go up? Where? Just up. Goodbye. Well, while you're thinking up an explanation for her, would you think of one for me, too? Andre, come in, dear. Jane, I want to tell you something. Don't bother, darling. I understand. You were just rehearsing a scene in your new play. No, no, no. We weren't. Miss Meredith is not an actress. Oh, really? She's so lovely. She ought to be a very good on the stage. Oh, you think she's attractive? Oh, yes, very. Of course, I haven't known her very long, but... Oh, hello. How about a little three-handed game of gin-rummy? What? What is he doing here? I'm keeping Michael here under observation, waiting for his fever to break, getting better, too. Oh, I feel fine. If this man is sick, why isn't he at the hospital? Not until the serum works. He has to stay up into all the things he does normally. Otherwise, we wouldn't be able to judge how effective the treatment is. I don't like his being here. Why not? He's a friend of mine. Look, I don't object to your having your friends like Miss Meredith, do I? Yes, I know you don't, and that's just the trouble with you. Besides, it's entirely different. Miss Meredith doesn't have a fever. That's what you think. Where are you going? To fill a prescription for him. Me, old man? Yes. You old man, apples. A barrel of apples. Goodbye. After a brief intermission, Mr. DeMille returns with Paul Lucas and Olivia de Havilland for the third act of appointment for love. You know, Mr. Kennedy, this week I found out for sure that spring is really here. I hope you're right, Sally. But what's your proof? Did you see her robin? No robin. But I wrote a poem, and that's a positive sign that it must be spring. Let's hear it. The sun is bright, the birds are here, my heart is light and full of cheer. But not because of spring alone has life assumed its happy tone. There really is another thing which makes me just as glad as spring. That is to know there is a way to help my rayon stockings stay as good as new for twice as long. It's news that fills me full of song, and I can tell you what it takes. The secret is to use luck's flakes. Just try and see if I'm not right. Your stockings last, the world is bright. Did you like it? Very nice, Sally. Making stockings last twice as long is something for you women to be pretty happy about, isn't it? Happy? Why, it's something to write poetry about all year round. And luck certainly helps. Tests proved that filks, nylons and rayons stand twice as much strain if they're washed in gentle luck's flakes as they do if they're rubbed with cake soap or washed with a strong soap. There are just two simple things to remember. Luck stockings after each wearing and dry rayons from 24 to 48 hours. Now our producer, Mr. DeMille. Paul Lucas and I will get the details on Olivia's elution journey after the play. But now the curtain rises on the third act of appointment for love. Starring Paul Lucas and Olivia DeHavilland. Mr. and Mrs. Andre Castile, their differences patched up, have at last made a definite appointment to meet at home. But home has a different meaning for each of them. That evening when Mr. Castile steps into the elevator, the boy says... Seventeen, Mr. Castile. No, twenty-two. And a few minutes later when Mrs. Castile arrives, looking breathlessly happy... Twenty-two, Mrs. Castile. No, seventeen, please. After waiting until two o'clock in the morning in his bride's apartment, Mr. Andre Castile is good and mad. Hello, hello. Here is the Henley Medical Center. Well, I want to speak to Dr. Alexander. What? She checked out? At what time? Ten-thirty. I see. Thank you. Mr. Castile's apartment. Oh, don't hang up, Mrs. Meredith. Tell me, were you expecting a call from Mr. Castile? Oh, you didn't know, but you hoped, is that it? Well, don't worry, Mrs. Meredith. It happens to the best of us. You see, Ivan stood up, too. Good night. Dr. Alexander's office. Oh, good morning, Mr. Castile. No, she's not here, Mr. Castile. She just left with Mr. Michael Daly. Mr. Castile, please. They went to do a broadcast on the radio, the scientific forum. Mr. Castile! I'm sorry, sir, but Studio B is on the air. You can't go in now, sir. Listen, is there the scientific forum in there? Yes, sir, but you... Then get out of my way. Please, sir. Quiet! And now we're ready for questions from the audience. The Asher will pass through the aisles with the microphone. Now, are there any questions you would like to ask Dr. Alexander? I have a question, please. Yes, madam. Is it true, Dr. Alexander, that simple cases of measles still prove fatal to primitive people? Uh, yes it is. The primitive man lacks resistance because his system has not had to exercise the functional guards against the disease, which creates certain immunity. Thank you. Anybody else? Let me have that microphone, please. Thank you. If she will be so kind, I have a question I would like to ask Dr. Alexander. The question is this. Where did you spend last night? On that. Shut that mic off. You were not at home. You were not at the hospital. Where were you? Throw that man out of here. Ladies and gentlemen, I'm her husband. Outside, please. What do you say, Dr. Alexander? Can you give us a statement? The downboats. Hello, Pete. I haven't seen you since I was at Bellevue. That's right, Doc. You sure been getting famous since then. Mind if we get a few pictures? No, no. Not at all. Help yourself. Suppose you know why we're here, Doc. I can't imagine. Like the rest of the nation, we want to know the answer to that burning question. What question is that, Pete? Well, your husband and about a hundred million others would like to know why we're here, Doc. I can't imagine. Like the rest of the nation, we want to know the answer to that burning question. And others would like to know where you spent last night. Oh. Well, all right, boys. I'll tell you. I spent last night in the apartment of one of the most charming and romantic men in all New York. You, uh, wouldn't want to give us his name, would you, Doc? Gentlemen, you think I'm a cad. Ha ha ha ha! Fight, my, fight, my pretty, Doc. Tell us all over on Earth's domestic fight on radio. Where were you last night? Where were you last night? Where were you last night? Where were you last night? Where were you last night? Where were you last night? Where were you last night? Mr. Gaseel? Yes. What is it? A Miss Benson to see you, sir. Miss Nancy Benson. Nancy? Don't get up happy. Just the old fire chief calling. Hello, Nancy. Hi, yes. What's the matter? You look awful. Got a cold? Yes, I have a cold. Mmm, sing your feet. Come on, Peppy. Where's your sense of humor? This isn't serious. It's funny. Why be worried about publicity? I wish that were my face all over the front pages. I am not worried about publicity. Now, don't tell me you're worried about her. She's the kind that tells her husband about the other man. And I thought doctors were supposed to be ethical. Oh, if I hadn't started it with that radio... Well, I'll admit that wasn't very smart. But you can't sit around here moping about it the rest of your life. Leary, get Mr. Cascio's hat. No, Nancy, I... Now, good. You write plays. You get your people into all sorts of jams, and you get them out very convincingly. But the first little thing that happens to you personally, you act like a schoolboy caught throwing kisses to his teacher. Come on, Peppy. You're getting out of this joint right now. Maybe you're right. You can get my hat, Leary. Yes, sir. You're a good guy, Nancy. Will you be dining at home tonight, sir? I suppose so. He's dining all right with me and about 85 other people. Oh, a party? But a good one. Oh, you think a party is a good idea? You bet I do. So now for Pete's sake, stop playing Hamlet. Your hat, sir? Thank you, Leary. Oh, I, um... I suppose you read that she's going on some sort of an expedition to Mexico and getting a divorce on the side. Yes, yes, I read it. I knew this thing couldn't last. You didn't have anything in common. And besides, Peppy, I never did think you were the marrying sign. That's the trouble. I am. Going up? Oh, good evening, doctor. Hello, girl. Nice night. Is it? Yeah, 17, doctor. No, 22. Oh, I'm sorry. I thought you swapped apartments with Mr. Kaseel. Because of unaccounted night when you stayed in 17A all night. You haven't told that to anyone else, I hope. Oh, no, ma'am. I never meant to fear in the private affairs of the tenants. That's a rule. That's a good rule to keep. Yes, ma'am. But you see, you stayed down there all night, and he stayed up here. Who stayed up here? Mr. Kaseel. He came in with a big box of flowers. So I said 17, and he said no, 22. You know, the next day, the janitor told me he found all those flowers out on the sidewalk. Are you sure of what you're saying? Oh, yes, ma'am. But I'd better shut up before I hit the field in the private affairs of the tenants. Gus, let me off at 17. Hello, Larry. Oh, good evening, madam. Larry, where's Mr. Kaseel? Hello, Dr. Alexander. Who are you? Oh, it's so nice of you to come. We really didn't expect you. Andre, look who's here. Jane, hey, there's a doctor in the house, folks. Pretty good, huh? We thought you were halfway to Mexico by now, didn't we, Pappy? Yes. It's so much more civilized to be friendly about divorces. And don't you worry about Andre, doctor. He's well on the road to a speedy recovery. Aren't you, Pappy? Will you kindly take your hands off my husband and stop calling him Pappy? Oh, now, honey, don't start getting jealous. Get your hands off. Oh! And I'm not going to get a divorce. Jane, what is this? Come with me, Pappy. I've got to speak to you. What is it all about? Just rings for the elevator, please. I did. Now, what is all these nonsense? Oh, hello, folks. Going up? Hello, Gus. 22 feet. Get in, Andre. Where are we going? Please, Andre. Well, at least don't shout. You come downstairs in front of my friends, and why did you come downstairs? To tell you where I spent that night. I don't care where you spend that night. Oh, don't you? No. You were where you wanted to be, and I was where I wanted to be. 22. Where? 22. Waiting for the only woman I ever loved, or ever will love. The only woman you ever loved? Oh, darling. Why, darling? A tomato like that and he's asking questions yet. Well, you see, while you were up here in my apartment, I was downstairs in your apartment. Me? I feel like anybody stupid. I don't care where you... My apartment? You were in... James. All night, darling. But I was right here. I was waiting, and you were... I was waiting, too, for the only man I ever loved, or ever will love. James. Excuse me, but if the doctor gets any emergency calls tonight, do you want I should... Gus. Gus. We're surprised at you. For getting rule number one. Huh? Never interfere with the private affairs of the tenants. Good night, Gus. Good night. Oh, love. It's sick, man. Our stars will return for a curtain call in just a moment. Reports from our far-flung battlefronts are encouraging, but the war is far from over. The toughest part of the job still remains to be done. We still need to produce more and more war material, and need used fats from American kitchens to do it. Used fats go into the manufacture of munitions, medicines, synthetic rubber, nylon for parachutes, paints, varnishes, plastics, and a long list of other vital war and peacetime products. But now that I don't have to give points for lard or salad oil or vegetable shortening, I thought that meant there's plenty of fats. There are more of the kinds of fats we can eat yet, but not enough of the kind needed by industry. In peacetime, we imported this kind of fat, useless for food, but essential in making many different products. Now, some of these sources of supply are cut off by the war. We must depend on used fats from your kitchen to make up the difference, or dip into our edible fat supply. So to help the war and to conserve the fats we need for food, keep on turning in every bit of used fats. Do we still get ration points for used fats? Yes, indeed. Two red points, as well as four cents for every pound of used fats you turn into your butcher. Use all the unrationed fats you need in cooking, and if you ever have finished with them, save every drop for your butcher. Turn in at least one tin of used fat a month to help our fighting men get the materials and medicines they need. Now, here's Mr. DeMille with our star. It's time now for that tradition of the theatre that always follows a delightful performance. A curtain call. And here are Olivia DeHavilland and Paul Lucas. Thank you, Stevie. It's a pleasure to be back. Two years ago, Paul, almost exactly, that you gave me one of the most enjoyable evenings I ever spent in the theatre, seeing Watch on the Rine. Thank you very much. That did turn out rather lucky for me. Well, you got the Academy Awards for playing the same part in pictures. It's just possible it may have been more than luck. Hmm, I think Paul is modest by nature. He won't admit, for instance, that, well, he's the best tennis player in Hollywood. There is always Mickey Rooney to beat. And if you said he was the best fencer, he'd find someone else. Well, Basil Ratbone, maybe. And if I said, I said he made the best Hungarian goulash of any cook in Hollywood. No, no, no, that's right. That's right. My goulash is the best. Would you like to try it sometime? Oh, indeed I would. That's a date, Paul. You know, not many girls are spending their vacations in the Aleutian Islands these days, ladies and gentlemen. But Olivia has just come back from that perpetual winter resort. And a rather large number of soldiers and sailors aren't going to forget her. How was the weather up there, Olivia? Well, in all the time I was in the Aleutians, there were only five days of sunshine. And they said that that was very unusual weather. Five days more than usual. How far out did you go? Well, I traveled by plane and we went to every island that had a hospital right out to the end of the chain. Well, that's romantic, but I believe it's barren scenery. It's barren as a table top. And there's a great G.I. joke up there in the Aleutians. The boys say there's a woman by and every tree. Well, I can imagine the welcome you'll receive. Oddly enough, it's the nearest I've been to my birthplace since I left here at the age of two. Who but you weren't born in the Aleutians? No, I was born in Tokyo, Japan. Wow. In the not too distant future, I... I hope you may visit American soldiers there. I hope so too. Now, what have you planned for the Lux Radio Theatre next week? It's a very simple and a very moving drama, Olivia. The Columbia Picture Success, Penny Serenade. And our stars will be Irene Dunn and Joseph Cotton. Penny Serenade is a love story of two people who found happiness with the help of a child. And with these distinguished stars heading our cast, I think we've found some fine entertainment for next Monday night. Yes, I remember the pictures, Evee. It should be great for radio. Well, good night now and thank you. Good night. Good night. Good night. Let's have another appointment soon. Our sponsors, the makers of Lux Flakes, join me in inviting you to be with us again next Monday night. When the Lux Radio Theatre presents Irene Dunn and Joseph Cotton in Penny Serenade with Edgar Buchanan. Mrs. Cecil B. DeMille saying good night to you from Hollywood. Paul Lucas will soon be seen in the Warner Brothers picture on Certain Glory. The motion picture Appointment for Love was produced by Universal Studios, whose current release is the all-star production, Follow the Boys. Heard in tonight's play were Dennis Green as Michael, Dorothy Lovett as Edith, B. Bennett-Darrott as Nancy, Arthur Q. Bryan as Hastings, Harold de Becker as Leary, and Stanley Farrar, Dwayne Thompson, Jack Morrison, Ed Emerson, Norman Field, Eugene Forsythe, Charles Seal, Verna Felton, and Eddie Marr. This program is broadcast to our Fighting Forces overseas through cooperation with the Armed Forces Radio Service. Our music was directed by Louis Silver. Three bells for three great shows. Same time, same station. Listen tomorrow night at this time for George Burns and Gracie Allen and their guest star, Lana Turner. Listen Wednesday night for Frank Sinatra singing the music stop. Joan Leslie will be Frank's guest. This time, Lux time. Every Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday for the tops in entertainment. Our Lux Radio Theatre production of Appointment for Love has come to you with the good wishes of the makers of Lux Toilet Soap. This is your announcer, John M. Kennedy, reminding you to tune in again next Monday night to hear Irene Dunn and Joseph Cotton in Penny Salonade. 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