With a Song in My Heart (1952)

Susan Hayward: Jane Froman

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• Jane Froman : I understood you were looking for a hot singer?

• Jane Froman : [singing]  I got that old feeling, the moment...

  Radio Director : No, no, no. That's not it at all. We're looking for a hot singer. One with a lot of, eh...

  Don Ross : Verve?

  Radio Director : Exactly.

• Jane Froman : [singing]  Hallelujah, Hallelujah, All you sinners, Gather round...

• Don Ross : I'm her manager.

  Theatre Manager : Since when?

  Don Ross : Well, now, you know, I never could remember dates.

  Theatre Manager : She didn't say anything to me about a manager.

  Don Ross : I'll bet she didn't say anything to you about a birthmark either, but she's got one. Right, Jane?

  Jane Froman : Right!

• Jane Froman : [singing]  Blue moon, Now I'm no longer alone, Without a dream in my heart...

• Don Ross : How are you, baby?

  Jane Froman : I am fine. Come on in.

  Don Ross : Miss me?

  Jane Froman : Like a front tooth.

  Don Ross : You don't show it.

  Jane Froman : You dog. Just because I've put on four pounds.

  Don Ross : Where?

  Jane Froman : Where do you think?

• Jane Froman : [singing]  I'm the toast of the town, In my Paris gown, A little naughty but nice, If I seem rather gay, Little girls, they say, Are made of sugar and spice...

• Jane Froman : [singing]  On the gay white way, Invite your girlie to the gay white way, It's always early for the lights are glowing, Wine is flowing, They do a lot of Romeoing, On the gay white way, It's so exciting that the night turns to day, And every little miss likes a little mischief.

  Male Chorus : On the gay, gay, gay, gay, gay white way, It's so exciting that the night turns to day

  Jane Froman : And every little miss wants a little bliss, Needs a little kiss, Loves a little mischief

  Jane Froman , Male Chorus : On the gay - white - way!

• Jane Froman : Why is it you can sell me, sell everybody, but not yourself?

• Jane Froman : [singing]  There's only one kind of lovin', The right kind of lovin', Your kind of lovin' for me, Ooh, The right kind, Ooh, The right kind, I want a man...

• Don Ross : How'd it go?

  Jane Froman : Wonderful. Only I made the mistake of doing that Claudette Colbert routine. 'It Happened One Night.' Where I lift my skirt and pretend I'm thumbing a ride. Pretty low trick, but those gobs ate it up.

  Don Ross : Art lovers to the last man, no doubt.

• Jane Froman : [singing]  At the sound of your voice

  Jane Froman , Dancer : Heaven opens its portals to me

  Jane Froman : Can I help but rejoice

  Jane Froman , Dancer : That a song such as ours came to be

  Jane Froman : But I always knew, I would live life through

  Jane Froman , Dancer : With a song in my heart

• Jennifer March : He makes it sound so exciting, I can hardly wait to be shot down.

  Jane Froman : Don't even mention such a thing. I've just had a new permanent.

• Don Ross : Right here we bring the chorus on, the models. That's you, Sister. Step back by the door. I'll tell you when to come on. We're gonna have about 20 of the best looking dames we can find. Typical artist models, which means they'll have on as little as the law allows. This is their music.

  [singing] 

  Don Ross : Montparnasse, We are the models and we pose for those we love,

  [talking] 

  Don Ross : That's you, Sister. Come on. And be sure and keep in step with the music.

  [singing] 

  Don Ross : Montparnasse We are the models

  Jane Froman : [interrupts]  Don. Just a minute, if you don't mind.

  Don Ross : Yes?

  Jane Froman : Maybe Sister Marie doesn't want to be a model.

  Don Ross : What? Oh, I'm sorry, Sister. I didn't mean to offend you. I...

  Sister Marie : Oh, I'm not offended in the least!

• Jane Froman : I wouldn't have caused this much excitement if I'd ridden in on a horse like Lady Godiva.

  Clancy : That's a good act too, but your hair ain't long enough.

• Jane Froman : I know I'll never be a normal woman again. I'll never dance. I'll never go shopping. I'll never do any of the things other women do.

• Jane Froman : [singing]  Naughty baby, Come to mama, Come to mama, Do, My sweet embraceable you

• Jane Froman : The army might think it's too great a nuisance carting me around.

  Clancy : They manage to cart around a lot of tanks and bazookas. I know a couple of top sergeants that could handle it.

• Clancy : Look, this has nothing to do with you, you understand. I'm talking about another couple of dames. Pure hypothetical. See? But just for the sake of argument, let's say one of them had the prettiest pair of legs in the world. Regular pinup girl. All the men beatin' their brains out tryin' to marry her: millionaires, dopes, playboys. So she gets married, and three columnists swoon just writing about it. But before you know it, she starts worrying about what's gonna happen, when maybe she hasn't got the prettiest legs in the world and how nice it would be if she could sit back and relax and say to herself there was something else he married her for. Like maybe he was in love with her. Or, maybe he admired her spirit or her stamina or something.

  Jane Froman : Clancy, you're wonderful.

  Clancy : That's why the lovelorn all come to me for advice. "Cuddles Clancy" they call me.

• Jane Froman : [singing]  I'll walk alone, Because to tell you the truth, I'll be lonely, I don't mind being lonely, When my heart tells me, You are lonely too...

• Don Ross : What's all this I read in Winchell's column about you and that Long Island polo player?

  Jane Froman : Oh, him. He's all right. He's fun - not a brain in his head.

• Dr. Jameson : A good patient - one with a lot of desire to get well could make a bad doctor look awfully good. Are you a good patient?

  Jane Froman : Terrible! I'll probably kick and howl.

• Jane Froman : Clancy, you're wonderful.

  Clancy : That's why the lovelorn all come to me for advice. Cuddles Clancy, they call me.