screenwriter/
Director Alfred Cohen /Alan Crossland
Translator/Yin Meng
was born in a Jewish priest’s family Jackie Rabinowitz loved music since he was a child, and he was born A beautiful singing voice. His father hoped that his son would inherit his career and be the choir leader of the church in this district. Jackie himself got so much fun from the emerging jazz music that blacks loved to sing at the time. He devoted all his feelings to it and determined to be Be a jazz singer. This caused a fierce conflict of thoughts and feelings between father and son. The script tightly grasped this point, made an in-depth description and detailed description of the character's psychology, pushed the characters to the forefront of contradictions, set off heavy emotional waves, and made people feel the vigorous momentum of the vigorous development of jazz music, a popular form of music at the time. , He Jazz King dares to challenge race and traditional forces, and is obsessed with the difficult growth process of artistic career. Readers will be emotionally infected and ideologically inspired after reading.
This film was shot in October 1927. It is the first audio film in the United States, with sound, dialogue and singing. Its release, announcing the end of the silent film era, has epoch-making significance in the history of film. Director Alan Crossland (1894—1936) was a celebrity in the American film industry. Al Jolson (1886—1950), who played the leading role, was an outstanding American Jewish singer and a legend in American literature and art. A character who was once a Broadway singer in the United States before the movie. Due to the successful shooting, the film won the first Oscar Special Award in 1927. And because it is a classic film work, some editors and directors in the United States made several reshoots in the 1950s and 1970s.
A commercial street in the East Side of New York in the 1920s. This is a typical commercial street, bustling and noisy. There are various shops on both sides of the street, and there are hawkers pushing trolleys everywhere. Buyers recognized that they gathered in all directions, or walked into the store, or surrounded the trolley; people made loud noises, and bargaining quarrels broke out from time to time. Groups of sloppy wild children dashed around among the crowd, chasing and frolicking.
In the distance, a train roared in on the elevated railway, sweeping half of the sky like a comet.
A street in the Jewish Quarter of New York in the 1920s. A truck drove into this secluded street, which was particularly conspicuous.
Five or six children jumped to the crossroads.
The children are hide-and-seek at the crossroads. It is in sharp contrast with the commercial street. There are no hawkers pushing carts. Only a few shops were opened in the basement or first floor of a building where the Jews lived.
The hide-and-seek children seemed to be attracted by something. They all looked at a direction outside the painting, and then all ran in that direction.
Several little girls standing aside also looked in a direction outside the painting and joined the ranks of running children.
In front of a dilapidated brick building, there is an Italian and a hand-operated organ. On the hand-operated organ, he is playing the popular song "The Sidewalk of New York" from the East Side of New York. The children came and gathered around the Italian who shook the organ.
The children danced to the music. The Italian has a smile on his face. He raised his head and looked at the windows of the building with expectations. He smiled and nodded to the audience lying in the window, and shook his hand organ more vigorously.
Some women looked at the man shaking the organ below from the window. Some more women appeared at the window. Some people took out silver coins and took aim and threw them into the street without haste.
The Italian, with his hat in one hand, was very skillful in catching silver coins falling from the sky one after another. The other hand never left the hand organ. A piece of music is over. He began to play another piece called "Interlude". As he played, he pushed the hand organ and walked deep into the street.
The children got together more and more, they followed the Italian curiously like a thick tail. The Italian stopped in front of another building, which was connected to the Orchard Street Synagogue.
Hebelu’s name is engraved in front of the synagogue. Several children walked up the stairs and listened to the music coming from the church with their ears to the closed door.
Ahead of the synagogue was a small building with brown sand, where the Italians stopped again. On the ground floor of this small building is a shop, and on the upper floor of the shop lived the leader of the church choir Rabinowitz and his family.
Inside the synagogue.
The Jewish teachers were preaching to the children in the assembly in the small front room.
In another room, singers led the choir to sing traditional songs and hymns, and the wave-seekers listened to the music that has been passed down for generations sincerely.
The third room. There are several boys sitting on the bench. Next to them is an old square piano. The sound of organ swinging came in from the window, and the children jumped up from the bench and swarmed towards the window. One by one they climbed on the window sill and looked out.
The door leading to this room was slowly pushed open, and the face of Rabinowitz, the choir leader of Nian Gao Dexun, poked in.
Rabinowitz looked into the room to see if the children were waiting for him. He was disappointed to find that no one was there. Finally, he saw that they were all on the windowsill. He raised his head and heard the sound of the organ swinging. He frowned in disgust, suddenly showing a look of disdain. He closed the door and strode towards the children. The children are still huddled on the windowsill.
At this time. The Italian began to rock the third song again, and the children around him danced.
In the room, four or five boys crowded in front of the opened window. A few feet vacated and swayed back and forth, looking very happy. Rabinowitz came behind them and yanked them down from the windowsill. The children turned their heads in surprise, Rabinowitz raised his palms and hit them, and they squeezed their heads in horror.
Rabinowitz was enraged, and he shoved and shoved the children back to their seats. The musical melody of the hand-operated organ still came in bursts, pouring straight into Rabinowitz's ears, and he turned and walked toward the window angrily.
Rabinowitz severely pulled the window down and closed it. The sound of music outside gradually fell. Then he turned to face the child. He looked at them, his lips moved as if cursing something in his heart, and the children looked nervous.
The Italian had pushed his hand-operated organ and disappeared in the distance. The children following the Italians began to play ball on the street.
in the room. Rabinowitz looked at the children and asked, "Where is my son Jackie?"
A child pointed timidly behind Rabinowitz. Rabinowitz suddenly turned around and looked out the window. go with.
The glass on the window was broken, and a big hole appeared.
Rabinowitz looked at the glass ballast on the ground, then leaned down and picked up a ball from the corner, shaking his head angrily. He heard something and quickly looked up at the door.
The door was pushed open cautiously, and a boy's head with black curly hair appeared. The little boy hesitated, then walked in lightly. He estimated the seriousness of the consequences, and felt frightened in his heart.
The children were paying close attention to the father and his son, Jackie who had just entered. Everyone felt that it was certain that Jackie was beaten hard by his father.
Rabinowitz walked towards Jackie, he was locked up fortnightly and his face was full of anger.
Jackie lowered his head and walked to meet his father, and said repeatedly, "I didn't expect to fight so hard...really I didn't expect..." The
father and son stood still in the middle of the room. Jackie cried with fear, and Rabinowitz took him by the arm as if to beat him.
Jackie closed his eyes, shrank his head, and waited for the slap to fall. But Rabinowitz thought for a while, and put his hand down without hitting Jackie. He waved his hand and motioned for Jackie to return to his seat. "Don't do this next time.
Run around again, so I won't interrupt your legs." Rabinowitz gave the children a lesson. He sat down in front of the piano, pressing one hand on the keys to set the tune.
He pressed the key and noticed that he was out of tune. He shook his head in disgust. Then he took out an old-fashioned tuning fork from his jacket pocket, tapped it on the piano cover, pressed it close to his ear, re-tuned the pitch, and nodded to beckon the children to sing with him.
Rabinowitz chanted. A boy was unable to concentrate and looked out the window. Rabinowitz sang as he walked over and slapped him hard.
The boy dodged a second slap. Rabinowitz stared at him sternly: "Listen to the lesson, do you hear it?" The
children sang and turned their eyes to the side. They all grinned happily when they saw their partner being beaten. Then, they both turned their eyes to the front quickly at the same time and sang more vigorously. Because they felt that Rabinowitz's eyes had been fixed on them.
Rabinowitz returned to his seat. He was very dissatisfied with the children's learning to sing, and there was a huge gap in accordance with his requirements. He gestured impatiently for them to stop.
Rabinowitz said angrily: "Okay, okay, you all go, go home! You sing like a bunch of crazy kittens, barking. It's too sad to call me again."
The children got up and walked towards the door. Rabinowitz stopped his son: "Jackie, wait for you to go!"
Jackie stood dejectedly, looking at the back of his friends leaving. He faced his father, waiting for a condemnation.
Rabinowitz pointed to the broken glass window, and the muscles on his face twitched, looking very angry.
Jackie stepped back slowly, worried that his father would beat him up.
Rabinowitz restrained his impulsive feelings and said sadly to Jackie: "Your future is to be an excellent lead singer, but you still smash the church windows!"
Jackie looked up at his father. Thinking of his future, he blurted out: "Dad, I don't want to be the lead singer!"
Rabinowitz held Jackie, he couldn't believe his two ears, he had never heard such blasphemy. if. He took a few breaths and said in a mocking tone: "If you are not the lead singer, what do you want to do?" He looked at Jackie, waiting for him to answer the question he thought he couldn't answer.
Jackie swallowed a few mouthfuls, looked up at his father boldly, and said: "I want to be the star of the theater." After speaking, he was afraid of his father beating him again, with vigilant eyes in his eyes, ready to dodge his father at any time Slap.
Rabinowitz was stunned, and he looked at Jackie in confusion. He opened his mouth to speak, paused for a while, and finally he yelled: "Rabinowitz has been the lead singer for five generations...I once taught you to be a..."
Rabinowitz I was so angry that I couldn't speak anymore, took a breath, and yelled: "And you, you unsatisfactory bastard... actually want to be an actor in the lower-class theater!"
Rabinowitz raised his hand to beat his son. But Jackie was brave now, and he stood there, motionless. Rabinowitz raised his hand in the air and stopped. He could see through Jackie's firm gaze that his determination had been made. He was so sad that he shook his head slowly, then slumped on the chair.
Mahler cafe. This is an ordinary cafe in New York. The long and narrow lobby on the front is the bar. A partition wall and several movable doors separate the bar from the open-air courtyard at the back. There are also dining tables in the open-air courtyard where you can dine and drink beer. Business is booming in the bar, and three German waiters are taking tankards from the cupboard. Other receptionists were walking in and out through the turnstiles.
In the open-air courtyard, there is an old piano on a platform slightly above the ground. There was a man sitting in front of the piano. His excessive alcoholism made him look older than his actual age. He shook his head, shook his head, and played the piano carelessly. A large glass of beer was placed at one end of the piano keys, and when the song was over, he leaned in to take a few sips. People who drink and dine are all behind the piano player, and on several tables sit some noble-born and gorgeously dressed women, who are all accompanied by men of the same identity. On the other tables, a few men were drinking and listening to music in silence.
The door was slowly pushed open, and Jackie Rabinowitz's head stuck in. He looked around, then moved his whole body into the door. His actions show that he is a frequent visitor here.
Jackie walked across the tables and came to the piano.
Several drinkers looked at him, and they recognized the child. Pointing, muttering something softly.
Jackie and the piano player waved their hands, said hello, and stepped onto the platform.
The piano player said to Jackie jokingly, "Oh, here! How about that little bastard named Jackie today?"
Jackie also replied amusedly, "Very good, great! That old fellow Budroski How's it going?" The
piano player Badroski gave Jackie a punch, and they laughed together. Bardrosky pointed to the diners and drinks, and said: "They are all rich people, and a lot of silver coins will be thrown over. What are you singing today, Jackie?"
Jackie: "Sing "The Great Rose"."
Badroski: "Good." He turned to play the piano.
In the open-air courtyard, people sitting at the tables, dining and drinking, looked at the direction of the piano with interest. Jie Base station faced them on the small platform.
Badroski played "The Great Rose," and Jackie began to sing aloud.
Rabinowitz’s home is spacious, with a bright living room and a neat dining room. Although the furniture is old, the quality is very good. There are many cabinets and tables in the interior, which are full of small furnishings and some porcelain, pottery, and silverware.
Rabbi Chengweiz’s wife Sarah Rabinowitz has an amiable face. She is nearly fifty years old. At this moment she was placing things on the table. This day is the eve of Yom Kippur. Yom Kippur is the most important holiday in Judaism. No food or water is consumed all day long.
Rabinowitz paced back and forth indoors angrily.
Sara Rabinowitz put a plate on the table, hesitated, and said, "Jackie is a good boy, maybe he shouldn't be the lead singer."
Sarah finished speaking, and went to work again. Rabinowitz jumped up and stared at Sara with horrifying eyes: "What? I'm not a lead singer? You said that?" He sighed and raised his arms, fists from mid-air. Hit it in.
Rabinowitz violently declared: "Jackie must be the lead singer, just like his ancestors for generations!" He approached his wife and said proudly: "He now knows all the songs and prayers. He is tonight. Will replace me and lead the singing of "Cole Nidra"."
Sarah listened to Rabinowitz silently, waited for him to finish, and then slowly shook his head and said, "Yes, you are right. Yes, he did put everything in his head, but he did not put it in his heart. He is an American, not a complete Jew."
Rabinowitz looked at Sarah with a shudder, and said to him After all, her words are simply rebellious. He began to curse breathlessly: "You bastard old woman, also vent his nostrils..."
Sara turned around, let Rabinowitz curse, and she ignored it.
There are fewer and fewer people sitting in the bars of the cafes, and people successively pass through the turnstiles to the open-air courtyard.
In the open-air courtyard, Jackie was singing. The table was full of people, and everyone looked at Jackie intently, admiring his moving singing with relish.
Inside the bar. A tall, thin Jew in a tuxedo came in. He walked to the counter, ordered a beer, and put the money on the counter.
This thin and tall Jew was named Moissa Udelson, and he was an influential figure in the business and religious affairs of the Jewish quarter. He was drinking slowly and with relish.
The singing floated, and he was attracted, and listened curiously. Afterwards, he involuntarily walked towards the turnstile leading to the open-air courtyard.
Udelson took a glass of wine in one hand and a piece of bread with meat in the other, pushed open the turnstile and came to the open-air courtyard. When he picked up his head and saw the singing person, his eyes were about to stick out, and he was shocked.
Jackie is singing.
Udelson looked at Jackie coldly, his lips closed tightly, his expression stern. He turned around and walked quickly back to the bar.
Udelson drank the beer, filled his mouth with the meat and bread, and then strode away.
Rabinowitz's home. Rabinowitz was walking back and forth anxiously. Sara put a plate of dishes on the table. Rabinowitz stopped and looked at Sara.
Rabinowitz took out a pocket watch, opened the cover and looked at it and said, "Jackie is going to school to sing "Cole Nidra", but he still can’t see him. Where is he going? Is it?" He closed the cover and looked at Sara.
Sara made an excuse for the child and said, "Perhaps he doesn't know what time it is. He had a good time and forgot the time."
Rabinowitz was silent and began to pace again.
After Sarah put the food on the table, she began to put chairs.
Rabinowitz stopped and said angrily: "If he doesn't come for a while, don't give him dinner."
Rabinowitz paced again. Sarah heard the noise at the door and thought it was Jay. Ji came back, so he walked over. As soon as the door opened, she unexpectedly discovered that it was not Jackie, but Udelson.
Udelson greeted him politely: "Hello, Mrs. Rabinowitz. Is Mr. Rabinowitz home?" When
Rabinowitz heard Udelson looking for him, he turned around. . Udelson walked towards him.
Udelson said to Rabinowitz: "I want to tell you an unpleasant thing, but don't get too excited after you hear it. Your son Jackie is singing in the Mahler Café, and I heard him with my own ears. Singing black songs vigorously."
Rabinowitz was furious when he listened. He raised his arms in indignation, his face muscles twitched, and he couldn't speak for a long time. Udelson nodded aside, gloating.
Udelson said viciously: "Of course this matter has no direct relationship with me. I could have left it alone, but I told myself that it was my duty to maintain the prestige of our Jewish leaders and to defend the purity of Judaism. I just..." He found that his words were not echoed, and raised his head.
At this moment Rabinowitz had grabbed his hat and walked to the door. Udelson stopped talking and stared blankly at the furious Rabinowitz. Sara stood aside, wringing and twisting her hands with worry...
They watched Rabinowitz disappear from the door. Sara turned her head and looked at Udelson with blame. Udelson felt very uncomfortable.
Sara said coldly: "Mr. Udelson, you have the energy to do your own affairs, and don't go to other people's homes to be nosy."
Udelson bowed his head and said without a smile: "Heh . Hey, yes, yes, I'm leaving now. Someone is waiting for me to talk about a business! Goodbye, Mrs. Rabinowitz!"
Udelson walked through the front door. Sara sank and collapsed on the chair. She understands that a family conflict is about to happen.
Open air courtyard. Jackie had just finished singing a song, and the audience sitting at the table began to applaud. Some of them threw money at Jackie.
Jackie leaned over to pick up the silver coins scattered everywhere.
Jackie picked up the last silver coin and put it in his pocket, then turned around and walked to Bardrosky who was playing the piano.
Jackie and Badroski were discussing what song to sing next.
Bardrosky nodded to Jackie and began to play a jazz piece.
Jackie took a few steps forward and began to sing in the manner of the black man most admired by the audience.
The audience was excited, and they expressed a new interest in the singer. After a small commotion, the audience immediately became silent.
The door was suddenly opened, and an enraged Rabinowitz appeared. He stopped, looked around, and then strode to the platform.
Jackie rolled his eyes and sang to his heart's content, he made everything into his own song. Suddenly, he saw his father walking towards him. Rabinowitz stretched an arm towards him and caught him, his singing stopped abruptly.
Rabinowitz's hands gripped Jackie tightly like a cyano, and dragged him towards the door.
The audience was taken aback for a moment, and when they understood, bursts of laughter broke out at this unexpected pastime.
In the sound of laughter, the father and son went out the door.
Badroski shrugged his shoulders to the audience, expressing helplessness. Then, he played a playful piece of music humorously, which made the audience laugh.
Rabinowitz's house. Sara sat in the rocking chair, shaking back and forth slowly, wiping her eyes with a handkerchief from time to time. After that, she got up and walked to the table, touched the plate with the food with her hand, and found that it was cold. She took the food back to the kitchen. She came back again and heard a noise outside the door, so she hurried towards the door.
Rabinowitz came in panting and pushed hard to see Jackie walking in front of him. Sara walked towards them. Jackie saw that Sara wanted to go to me and her, just about to lift his leg, was held tightly by the angry Rabinowitz. Rabinowitz and motioned to Sara not to come over and interfere with him.
Rabinowitz glared at Jackie who was struggling, and he held Jackie tighter with both hands. He repeatedly said: "Sing black songs in the bar. You lazy man! You scumbag!" Sara wanted to walk over to discourage her, Rabinowitz shook her head roughly and said loudly, "Don't come here." , I have to teach him a lesson, he won't use his voice to do such
sordid things in the future." Rabinowitz took Jackie and walked to the bedroom.
Sara followed behind and pleaded: "Don't hit him, he is not sensible, please don't hit him."
Rabinowitz turned around and said, "Don't talk too much, I don't need to do what I want to do.
Stop it. " Sara looked at Rabinowitz with pleading eyes.
Sara spread her hands to Rabinowitz and persuaded him affectionately: "You hit him, hit him hard, it's no good! He has to go to school within a few minutes, they are all waiting for him. "
Rabbi Nuowei Zi represents a snort of disgust, continue dragging blasted Jackie. But the mother's support emboldened the child, and Jackie turned around bravely to face his father. Rabinowitz looked down at Jackie in surprise. He didn't think he had ever seen Jackie's look so powerful.
Jackie firmly said to Rabinowitz: "I told you before...If you hit me again, I will run away, never come back, not come back!"
Rabinowitz met Jackie He was shocked by this rebellious behavior, and then he threatened Jackie and nodded his head, stepped forward and grabbed Jackie by the shoulders, and pushed him to the bedroom. Jackie couldn't help his father, crying hysterically. Walking to the door of the bedroom, Rabinowitz picked up a leather belt hanging above the chair by the door.
Rabinowitz pushed open the bedroom door, and Sara wanted to stop him. He stretched out a hand to block her and pushed Jackie into the bedroom. He walked in and closed the door with a "bang".
Sarah looked at the closed door in tears.
Sarah suddenly heard the sound of Rabinowitz beating Jackie desperately in the bedroom. She hurriedly covered her ears with her hands, her shoulders heaving up and down as a result of sobbing. She stepped back a few steps, fell on a chair, and started crying uncontrollably.
The bedroom door suddenly opened. Jackie rushed out, enduring the pain of the thrashing of his belt, and raised his head stubbornly. When he saw the crying mother, he threw at her and kissed her emotionally. Sara opened his arms to hug him, but he managed to get his mother to stand up, before Sarah could speak, he had already rushed out the door.
When Rabinowitz appeared at the door of the bedroom, Jackie was already gone. Rabinowitz was out of breath just as hard as he did hard work. He looked at his wife blankly, then at the door, and then mechanically took out his pocket watch to check the time.
Rabinowitz held his pocket watch close to his eyes and said to his wife: "It's time to go to church."
He slowly turned around, facing the hanging long shawl for prayer and the freshly washed iron. Robe. He had to wear this robe to sing "Cole Nidra" on Yom Kippur.
Rabinowitz moved slowly and began to wear the robe. Sarah kept silently looking at the door where her son disappeared.
Inside the synagogue. The men are sitting on the chairs and the women are sitting behind the hall. On the raised podium, the lead singer Rabinowitz and the children of the choir were all in their positions.
The children in the choir lined up neatly, with a serious look on every little face.
With his back to the lead singer Rabinowitz, his eyes always stayed in the position Jackie used to stand but now is empty.
Rabinowitz stood motionless, and the Jewish teacher approached him.
Rabinowitz looked at Jackie's empty place again, then turned to the Jewish teacher and said in a heartbreaking voice: "Tonight should be my child singing "Cole Nidra." But. He is no
longer the lead singer. He is gone and can't see him anymore." Rabinowitz finished his sad words and went to the position where he was going to lead the singer.
The followers below the podium all looked at Rabinowitz sympathetically.
Rabinowitz stood in front of the choir, and he sang "Cole Nidra." His voice sounded so bleak and sad, and every note came out of his mouth like a tear.
When entering the harmony, Rabinowitz's voice continued to rise, and it was surprisingly high, and the children in the choir stared at him in surprise.
Rabinowitz's voice was drawn long, and his sad voice was rising and rising...
Subtitle: Ten years later, three thousand miles away from the Jewish Quarter in New York.
San Francisco Airport. Looking far away, the hills and the Golden Gate Bridge in the distance are faintly visible.
Variety show venue. Every corner outside the office was filled with various actors, waiting to see the manager: one was an old orthodox actor; three Germanic acrobats; a chubby young man in fashionable clothes; one holding "Variety Weekly" "The fat man.
A shriveled handyman impolitely blocked the manager. Anyone who asked Schuler’s manager stiffly answered: "Schuler is in a meeting."
As soon as the inner door opens, everyone outside is full of hope. The long neck looked in. As soon as the door closed, the hopes of those people were also shattered, and they all sat down in their seats dejectedly.
A big, gorgeously dressed blonde came in and walked briskly to the handyman. The handyman got up and stopped her.
Blonde girl: "I want to see Mr. Schuler."
Handyman: "Schuler is in a meeting, can't disturb him." The
blonde gave him an arrogant look, pushed him aside, walked to the door leading to the inside, and opened the door. Go straight in. The attendant was stunned by her, staring at her back with dumbfounded eyes.
The cold-received actors stared at each other, and watched in surprise as the blonde "slammed" the door shut. The attendant shrugged, and reluctantly sat back in his seat.
The outside door opened, and a young man entered the house. He was in ragged clothes, but he was quite vigorous. It was obvious that he was very unlucky. The young man stood for a while after entering the house, and then walked hesitantly to the handyman. The handyman tapped freely on a typewriter with no paper in it. He knew that someone was approaching him without even looking up.
The young man named Jack looked at the handyman nervously and asked, "I'm sorry, I want to find out, can I see Mr. Schuler now?" The
handyman raised his head and replied sharply, "No, no, he is here. Have an important meeting."
Jack, who felt hopeless, slowly turned around. The handyman continued to "crackly" tapping on the typewriter.
Jack walked to an empty seat glumly. The fat man who was watching "Variety Weekly" raised his head, he recognized Jack, smiled suddenly on his face, and jumped up to catch Jack.
Fatty: "Isn't this my old buddy Jack Robin?"
Jack shook Fatty's hand: "Hello, I didn't expect to see you here... The last time I saw you, you were about to climb onto the train. Sleeping car."
Fatty: "Yes, yes! I was lucky then."
Jack: "Buster, what are you doing here?"
Buster pointed desperately to the office door and said : "Same as you."
While Jack and Buster were talking, the handyman suddenly got up and walked towards the inner door. He opened the door, listened respectfully to what a voice inside was telling him, then nodded and closed the door gently. He walked back and looked at the people sitting all over the room contemptuously.
The attendant paused for a while. After feeling that the eyes of people's expectations were focused on him, he shouted: "The manager has no one to see today. You can all leave."
People stood up frustrated and walked towards the door. go with. Jack and Buster were at the end, and they stopped at the door again.
Jack and Buster looked at each other, and Jack asked, "Where are we going?"
Buster: "Just walk around!" Then added, "We can go to Coffee Dan Hotel later. , My old friend Frank James is the host of theatrical performances there, and we can eat his."
―A busy street with a theater called Orpheus on one side of the street. The lighted advertisements in front of the theater shined brightly.
The brightly lit advertisement suddenly went out, and the audience gushed out from the gate.
Backstage at the Orpheus Theater. The actors have just finished their performances, and the actors from the acrobatic troupe are walking towards the dressing room.
A door of the dressing room opened, and a neatly dressed girl came out.
The girl is small and blond. The name is Maria Dell. She is an actor who specializes in "Little Pony" show.
Maria left the dressing room and closed the door. A girl named Estella and a young man named Ben Thorpe came over.
Ben Thorpe: "Maria, where would you like to go?"
Estella: "Maria, go to the restaurant you went to last time, how about you?"
Maria: "No, today I change a place, let's go to the Cafe Dan Hotel, how about it?"
Estella: " Okay, I won't stay for long anyway. I have to go home and rest quickly. I am really tired."
Ben Thorpe took the arms of the two girls and walked out of the theater.
In the Coffee Dan Hotel, the tables were filled with well-dressed people. The men in evening gowns and the women decorated with diamonds sat in pairs. The barman walked back and forth with a plate of ham and eggs. There was noisy voices in the hotel.
Frank James is sitting next to the piano on the platform. He is a reserved musician and emcee. Near the back of the platform, Jack Robin and Buster Billings were sitting at a table.
Jack and Buster ate happily, and they looked up at Frank from time to time and smiled happily.
Frank looked down at them and responded with a meaningful smile. Then walk to the edge of the platform.
Frank made a gesture to silence everyone. The noise gradually subsided. Jack and Buster wiped their mouths, pushed away the plates, and waited excitedly for the show to start.
Frank looked at everyone and raised his hands high. Then he blinked at Jack's table and announced in a loud voice: "Now I ask Mr. Jack Robin to sing for everyone. Mr. Robin is a famous tenor from Petaluma."
Frank said as he spoke. Blinking constantly at Jack's table.
Jack flinched embarrassingly: "No, no, I can't sing, I can't sing."
Buster got up and walked over to Jack and slapped him on the back: "Okay, Jack, don't be coy. No, who didn't know that you Jack has a good voice from God."
The people sitting at the table knocked on the table and roared.
Jack accused Buster: "You bad boy, you want me to come here to lie to me to sing."
Buster laughed and acquiesced.
Jack stood up helplessly.
Frank on the platform leaned forward and stretched out his hand. Jack straightened his clothes, took Frank by the hand and jumped onto the platform. They murmured on the stage discussing what song to sing.
Jack and Frank were talking at the piano. Another group of people walked into the hotel, including Maria and others.
The receptionist asked Maria to wait to walk inside, and they were taken to a table in front of the platform.
Frank sat down at the piano and began to accompany Jack. Jack walked to the edge of the platform and began to sing.
Maria and her friends are pointing to the menu on the table and telling the waiter what they want to eat. With Jack's singing, Maria was fascinated, and she looked away from the table.
Maria stared at Jack closely, she seemed to feel something new in his singing.
Jack looked straight and sang indulged. He sang and felt bright eyes staring at him. His eyes looked down slowly. When he met Maria's eyes, he took a breath and almost stopped singing. He restrained it before continuing to sing.
Maria's eyes stayed on Jack's body all the time.
Estella and Ben Thorpe looked at Jack and found that he was looking at Maria. Together they turned their heads to look at Maria and smiled knowingly.
Estella pushed Maria: "The one who sings always looks at you."
Ben Thorpe: "Maybe he has taken a fancy to Maria." After
Maria was teased by them, she never went to see Jack again. .
After Jack sang, Frank immediately got up and shook hands with him. Jack was a little embarrassed about this. He was going to get off the stage, but Frankla stayed where he wanted him to greet the audience, so he turned around and bowed a few casually to the audience, then hurriedly jumped off the platform.
The audience applauded vigorously.
Jack went back to his table. Buster got up, patted him on the back, congratulated him.
The audience is still arguing.
Jack turned and bowed to them again. Buster wanted him to stand on the chair, but he shook his head and sat down.
Buster praised Jack: "Man, you sing really well."
Jack didn't pay attention to Buster, his eyes hesitated on Maria's table.
Buster was stunned when he saw Jack sitting there, so he followed his gaze, and his eyes lit up suddenly.
Jack felt the change in Buster's expression. He turned to him and asked eagerly: "Do you know her?"
Buster deliberately said, "Which she?"
Jack pointed to Maria.
Bass characteristically nodded: "Of course I know her. See me to say hello to her."
Jack slowly settled on the chair, his eyes fixed on Buster walking towards Maria.
Maria was saying to Thorpe: "I want to tell Berg, his voice really looks like..."
Buster came over, and he shook hands with Maria and Estella respectively: "Hello, dear ladies. "
Maria introduced Thorpe to Buster: "This is Ben Thorpe."
Buster shook hands with Thorpe: "Hello!"
Estella said to Buster: "Please your one Singer friends, come and sit down, too."
Bass Feature nodded, waved his arm, and then sat down.
Jack jumped up eagerly when he saw Buster's signal. He calmed down and tried to restrain himself. In order to conceal his impulse to meet Maria, he deliberately walked towards the table slowly.
Buster stood up, pulled Jack who was walking slowly, and introduced to Maria and others: "This is my friend Jack Robin."
Maria: "Please sit down!" She gestured. Let Jack sit in the chair next to him.
Maria: "Congratulations on your successful singing, Jack."
Frank sat back at the piano and played a dance piece. People danced in this small world in pairs. Thorpe invited Estella to dance.
Maria and Jack are having a lively conversation.
Seeing that Estella and Thorpe had left their seats, Buster said to Jack, "Hey, I'll go to Frank!" But neither of them heard.
Buster got up and left, and they didn't notice his departure either.
Mist walked through the dancing crowd.
Buster jumped on the platform, walked towards Frank, and sat down on the stool next to him. Frank talked to him while playing the piano.
Jack and Maria talked.
Jack: "Thank you for congratulating me on my singing!" There was
a silence.
Jack continued, "I saw your performance at the Orpheus Theater in the Salt Lake. I think you are amazing." He leaned forward and made a childish expression of enthusiasm.
Maria smiled slightly: "Which theater do you sing in that salt lake?"
Jack replied, "Oh, I sang in a movie theater there, and I walked for two weeks to get here." He stopped talking and looked at her sideways.
Maria said sympathetically: "Are you free tomorrow? If you come to the Orpheus Theater at two o'clock tomorrow afternoon, I want to introduce you to our manager."
Jack looked at Maria in surprise, very excited. He has been tortured so much that he has long lost confidence in his abilities. Jack eagerly asked Maria: "Can I do it? Can I make a difference there?"
Maria nodded and said, "I think your voice will conquer the audience. You sing jazz songs are really different. It has tears."
Jack looked at Maria gratefully, tears rolling in his eyes. He couldn't help himself, and suddenly reached out his hand to her. Maria smiled at his reckless behavior, and Jack felt that he was too abrupt, and quickly pulled his hand back.
Rabinowitz's home. Rabinowitz sat on the edge of the table, aging and frail. His hair and beard were almost gray, and his face was covered with deep wrinkles. His energy and physical strength can hardly bear the responsibilities of a lead singer.
Next to Rabinowitz stood a Jewish boy of about ten years old, his name was Moi. Moi is thin, appears malnourished, and is a typical Jewish kid.
Moy sang, and Rabinowitz nodded while listening.
Rabinowitz suddenly shouted: "Stop, stop, you are going to sing with a sigh, as if you were crying to God." Rabinowitz made a gesture and asked Moy to sing again. Again.
Moy tried it again.
Rabinowitz impatiently stopped and said: "Okay, stop singing, the worse you sing."
Rabinowitz looked at Moi for a long time, in a trance, and said: "How I wish for me Jackie is here, he will tell you how to sing, he has an angelic voice."
Moy looked at Rabinonez curiously, wondering why he was doing this today. He asked, "He ran away from home, didn't he, your child?"
Rabinowitz looked at Moy, and when Moy asked, he woke up like a dream, his face suddenly tensed, and slowly Said: "I have no children."
Moy looked at Rabinowitz in surprise. He didn't understand why he was telling lies. Rabinowitz deliberately avoided Moy's gaze. Moy still insisted childishly: "But Mike Liverwitz said that your child sang in a western theater, somewhere in Pittsburgh or
Bavario ." Rabinowitz looked down. He slowly shook his head and said to himself: "I have no children, I have never had children." Then, he quickly got up from his chair and said to Moy: "I have finished training today, tomorrow Come on again, I hope you can keep improving."
Moy walked out of the house. Rabinowitz sat down again and fell into painful contemplation.
Rabinowitz's house. Mrs. Rabinowitz was sitting in a rocking chair, and Udelson was sitting across from her. They are all old. Udelson showed the style of a rich man, his beard was neatly cut short, and he wore a tailored, well-made clothes. Mrs. Rabinowitz was leaning forward to ask, listening to Udelson's letter.
Udelson looked at the letter and said, "Do you know what he means? He meant..."
Mrs. Rabinowitz did not want Udelson to explain the content of the letter, interrupted him, and said, "Jackie is in the letter. What else to say?"
Udelson: "Well, I will continue reading."
Mrs. Rabinowitz leaned forward even more, for fear of not being able to hear her clearly.
Udelson read the letter while making various gestures.
Insert a letter from Jackie.
Omaha, June 4th
Dear Mother:
I think you must really want to know how I am doing. I live happily every day, and maybe soon I will become a celebrity. An amazing girl named Maria Dell has been a great help to me, making it possible for me to sing in some large theaters in New York.
Your dear son Jackie
: You can write a letter to the State Lake Theater in Chicago. Remember, my name is Jack Robin.
Udelson finished reading the letter and looked at Mrs. Rabinowitz. Mrs. Rabinowitz thought about it, and asked: "What is the red corner in his letter?"
Yudellson: "The red corner is...a very popular actor, an actor that the bosses admire very much."
Rabbi Mrs. Nowitz was lost in thought again.
Mrs. Rabinowitz hesitated for a moment, and turned to Udelson and said, "You repeat the paragraph about the girl he said."
Udelson read the paragraph about Maria Dell in the letter again. He looked at Mrs. Rabinowitz and asked, "Any other questions?"
Mrs. Rabinowitz said to herself: "Maybe he is in love. Look at her name. She is not a Jewish girl. "
Udelson thought about it, shrugged, and said, "Maybe Maria Dale is a stage name. When an actor always
chooses a stage name." Mrs. Rabinowitz nodded, and she felt a sense of comfort. Udelson returned the letter to her. Mrs. Rabinowitz thanked Mrs. Udelson and left.
Backstage at Chicago State Lake Theater. The matinee performance is in progress. I staff are busy changing scenes. Through the curtain, we can vaguely see dancing on the stage.
On the stage, the main actor Maria Dell is performing.
Maria finished the last move and the dance ended.
A man came to the side curtain on the stage. This was Jack Robin. His face was painted black, and he leaned against the side curtain and clapped. Obviously he had just sang and came to see Maria before wiping off the paint on his face.
Jack applauded loudly.
Maria kept bowing to the audience on stage.
Jack took a step forward, as if to welcome Maria who had retired.
Maria walked off the stage quickly, and Jack stretched out a hand to grab her arm. Suddenly, the audience in the theater burst into loud shouts and applause, and Maria returned to the stage and bowed again. Then she turned and walked towards Jack, put her hand on his shoulder and walked back to the backstage.
Jack complimented: "You danced so well, Maria."
Maria said humorously: "Fortunately you came to join me. If you don't encourage me, I really don't know what to do, Jack."
She finished. Laugh out loud. Jack realized that she was making fun, so he said embarrassingly: "You know, your acting is fascinating me."
Maria walked to the dressing room. Suddenly, she heard the audience still applauding and turned and walked quickly to the stage.
Maria stepped onto the stage to greet the audience again. She bowed several times. Jack was still standing on the side curtain waiting for her.
Jack and Maria walked towards the dressing room.
Several people in the background looked at them.
Two dancing girls stood by the door of the hall looking at them.
Dancing girl A pointed to Jack and Maria and said to girl B, "He must be crazy in love with her."
Girl B nodded and said, "But he won't succeed. Maria simply doesn't like him."
Girl A opened the door, and they walked into the women's dressing room.
Jack and Maria are standing in front of the dressing room. Jack was about to leave. Maria stopped him: "Don't go, I'll show you something."
Jack looked at her suspiciously.
She opened the door and entered the house, and soon came out again with a telegram in her hand.
Jack took the telegram and read:
Chicago State Lake Theater
Miss Maria Dale,
please consider taking the lead role in the new show to be performed this fall. Rehearsal will begin in two weeks. Please call back.
Harry Lee
Jack finished the telegraph, leaving it lit up. He returned the telegram to Maria and said, "Oh, this is a great opportunity for you."
Maria nodded and told Jack with a smile: "I have been looking forward to being the protagonist with them. I received the telegram, I'm so happy."
Jack paused for a while, when he suddenly realized that the day Maria's good fortune began was the end of the happiest period of his life, and Maria would take away everything he had when she left. He immediately became depressed, and said emotionally: "I'm sorry... to see you parting with us, I... We... We will all miss you very much and can't forget your benefits."
Maria was sensitive to the fluctuations in his emotions. , Smiling slightly, put his hand on his shoulder affectionately.
Jack looked away, not daring to face Maria, and said: "I will never forget that everything I have now or in the future is due to you. Without you, there would be no me today."
Maria laughed. " Don't say that! Please cheer yourself up. The man should not be like a woman in sorrow."
Jack nodded and asked: "When will you leave?"
Maria: "Tomorrow after the performance is over."
Maria talked to Jack. The door of a dressing room opened, and Buster Billings poked out his head. He saw Jack and shouted: "Quickly, come and change clothes."
Jack looked at Maria and seemed to want to say something. But he finally turned away suddenly.
Maria stood for a while, looked at Jack's back, smiled slightly, walked into her dressing room, and closed the door.
Jack walked into the dressing room, followed by Buster. Buster urged Jack: "Hurry up and wash your face and change your clothes."
Jack turned to the table. After hesitating for a while, he turned to face Buster.
Jack: "Maria is leaving, she is going to Broadway to perform."
Buster nodded understandingly, as if he had known that she would succeed in her personal career. Buster looked at Jack, saw what was going on, put his arm on Jack’s shoulder affectionately, and said, "Better forget it, throw away all your troubles, man! She is immersed in her own business, if you continue Take your current path, and you yourself will have a chance to go to Broadway."
Jack nodded in agreement. He slowly turned around and picked up a jar of cold cream.
Michigan Avenue is bustling with people and cars. Skyscrapers on both sides of the street rose into the sky.
The entrance to a concert hall. In the center of the entrance hall is a blackboard stand with a notice on it.
The announcement reads something like this: The last Chicago concert of the
special matine show, the singer, the church choir leader, Rosenblatt, all sing hymns, and the fare is low. Jack and Buster pass by the music with the flow of people. Entrance to the hall. Jack's gaze fell on the notice, and he stopped. Buster also stopped and waited for him. Jack immediately looked away and looked at his watch under the guise. Jack said to Buster, "I have some things forgotten. You go first. I will meet you at the hotel." Buster seemed to have understood Jack's intentions. He glanced at him, shrugged, and left. Up. Jack kept watching Buster disappear into the crowd before he flew into the concert hall. Jack rushed to the ticket office of the concert hall, reached into the ticket window, put down a banknote, picked up a ticket, turned and hurried into the theater. The theater was crowded with Jews, and the clothing reflected that most of them were rich and vulgar Jews. There is a small band on the stage. A large piano is placed on the side of the stage, very conspicuous. A male announcer in fancy clothes stepped out of the side curtain and faced the audience. The announcer announced: "The next song sung by the lead singer Rosenblatt. The last song is the famous church song "Ilay, Eli"."
He bowed, then stepped back.
After the announcer stepped back, the lead singer Rosenblatt appeared. He walked quickly to where he should stand, turned around and nodded to the orchestra conductor to start.
The lead singer Rosenblatt sang "Eli Eli".
Jack sat upright on the seat, his eyes fixed on the singer.
Rosenblatt continued to sing, accompanied by the band.
Jack leaned back on the chair and listened intently, staring at the singer intently.
Jack looked at it, and the image of an elderly father appeared in his eyes.
Jack's eyes were half open and half closed. The hallucinations appeared, and his eyes could see that the singer was not Rosenblatt, but his father. He slowly wiped his eyes with his hands and looked carefully towards the stage.
The father's image is transformed into a real singer Rosenblatt. Rosenblatt finished singing, bowed and bowed to the audience, and then exited.
The audience burst into applause. Jack was still in deep thought. The spectators sitting on either side of him all got up and left, but he was alone in the chair, his eyes half-open and half-closed.
In the end, there was a lone Jack left in the field.
A singing room in the synagogue. The furnishings in the room are exactly the same as when Jackie was here for ten years. That old piano was also ten years ago, and now it’s Moy sitting in front of the piano. There were also nearly twenty Jewish boys in the room, all of whom were not so tame, running around in the room.
Moy started to play the piano, and the children gathered around and sang with him.
Moi sang happily while playing: "...Yes, sir, she is my child..."
All twenty or so children sang with him, and the voice was very pleasant.
Rabinowitz dragged an unusually weak body and approached the door of this singing room. The children are singing more and more vigorously in the room. Rabinowitz stood outside the door for a while, wondering how unfamiliar singing came from inside. Finally, he distinguished that this is a blasphemous song.
Rabinowitz frowned, her lips closed, her chest was raised, and she tried her best to put on a spirited look, and pushed the door to the side.
Accompanied by Moi, the children continued to sing this popular jazz song.
The door opened, and Rabinowitz's stern face appeared. A child patted Moy on the back to make him pay attention to the situation.
Moy immediately changed the rhythm and began to sing "Eli, Eli" while playing. He deliberately put on a pious look on his face, trying not to reveal the flaws in singing the jazz song just now.
The clever children sang "Ele, Eli" with Moy.
The children sang this desolate church song, and suddenly, the voice of "Ele, Eli" filled the room. Rabinowitz stood at the door, he was dazed.
Rabinowitz wiped his forehead with his hand in confusion. He was sure that the song he had just heard outside was not "Eli, Eli". In turn, he wondered if he was deaf and dazzled, and the appearance of the children singing seriously finally dispelled his doubts. He stepped into the room and walked towards the children.
Rabinowitz walked to the corner of the room, hung up the old bowler hat on his head, and replaced it with a cap. At this moment, a child turned around and smiled humbly at Rabinowitz with the look that seemed to have just noticed Rabinowitz entering the house, and then he said to Moy: "Look, Rabinowitz. Mr. Wiz is here."
Moy yelled out pretending to be happy, stopped Biqin, and looked at Rabinowitz politely. The other children also stopped singing, and they walked to Rabinowitz in the traditional church way to express their greetings.
Moy stood up and walked to the end of the piano, where a box was placed on the lid. He picked up the box and walked towards Rabinowitz.
The other children turned to stand behind Moy. Rabinowitz looked at the situation in surprise, took out his glasses from his pocket and put them on, looked at Moy and asked, "What are you doing?"
Moy respectfully presented the box to Rabinowitz. And I opened my mouth to say a few words.
Moy stammered for a long time, and didn't say why. He held the box with one hand, hurriedly reached into his pocket and took a piece of paper with the other hand, and began to read: "On the 60th birthday of you, the singer Rabinowitz, your dear choir The children present this gift to you, wishing you good health, happiness and longevity forever."
Moy finished the last word on the note not smoothly, breathed a sigh of relief, and rubbed the finished note. Throw it in a ball.
Rabinowitz has been listening carefully. Then he took the box and smiled and said: "Moy, you said so well, I forgot my birthday, and you still remember it. Who wrote the congratulatory message on the paper? It was very well written."
Moy was happy. He smiled and said, "My brother Clarence, who was in college, wrote it for me."
Rabinowitz walked tremblingly a few steps, opened the box, and took out a piece of paper wrapped in soft paper. Long shawl for prayer.
Rabinowitz eagerly shook off the long shawl, took the long shawl and said in admiration: "It's a long shawl! A very good long shawl. Just what I need!"
He smiled at the child, eyes Tears flickered.
The children were all around Rabinowitz, and Moy showed a triumphant expression.
Moy said to Rabinowitz, "Yes, it's a good thing. Although the price is cheap, only nine yuan, this is our heart."
Rabinowitz carefully wrapped the long shawl again. He smiled slightly at Moi. He put the long shawl into the box, put the box back on the piano, and then turned to face the children.
Rabinowitz resumed his habit of leading singers. He said kindly to the children: "Now let's practice singing "Cole Nidra" and we will learn a new song in a month. Everyone should work hard and sing seriously, and you will be promising in the future." The
children lined up. Rabinowitz gestured to them to start singing.
Rabinowitz's house. Mrs. Sarah Rabinowitz sat at the table and talked with another woman named Mrs. Rubin. Sara opened a package, and Mrs. Rubin's eyes looked at her package.
Sara opened the package and took out a long shawl for prayer. She happily held it up and said, "I can't think of a better birthday gift! I bought it for the old man."
Lu Mrs. Bin nodded: "Yes, great. The lead singer celebrates his birthday. There is nothing better than sending a long shawl."
Udelson was walking down the street carrying a few bags, still under his arm. With a wine bosom.
He went up the steps and rang the doorbell of Rabinowitz's house.
Udelson stood outside the door, waiting to open it. He adjusted the things he was carrying in his hands, and he could see that two turkey claws were exposed in a bag. Then, he carefully changed the wine he was holding onto his other hand.
Sarah heard the doorbell and walked towards the door. Mrs. Rubin hurriedly wanted to leave the back door. She didn't want to see strangers in casual clothes. At this time, Sarah has welcomed Udelson in. Mrs. Rubin had to step up to greet the guests: "Hello! I'm wearing casual clothes, don't you be blamed!"
Udelson: "No, no, not at all." As he said, he walked to the table and put his hands in his hands. The things are on the table. He let out a long sigh of relief. Finally, he carefully put his wine in his arms.
Sarah squinted at Udelson to put things.
Udelson told Sara: "The turkey in it was given to Mr. Rabinowitz for his birthday dinner by Nathan Levy. This is the long shawl I gave him." He said. Pick up a long package.
Sarah looked at Mrs. Rubin. Mrs. Rubin smiled knowingly.
Sara: "Thank you, thank you very much. You are so thoughtful. This is exactly what Rabinowitz needs, a new long shawl."
Udelson looked at Sara and smiled. Sara approached Mrs. Rubin.
Sara whispered to Mrs. Rubin: "It seems that now I have to change the long shawl I gave Rabinowitz to something else."
Sarah had just finished speaking. Udelson came over and asked, "Where is Rabinowitz now?"
Sarah: "Where is it in the church."
Udelson: "I have to go, and I will go to the church to see Rabinowitz. "After all, he left.
Sara took the turkey and walked to the kitchen.
Mrs. Rubin said, "I'm going back too, see you tomorrow, Sara!" They
separated and walked out of the screen.
Streets of the Jewish Quarter. Jack Robin was holding a leather travel bag in one hand and a walking stick in the other. He wore a straw hat on his head and dressed in tailored gray clothes. He walked vigorously and briskly.
Jack was dressed conspicuously, causing pedestrians to look at him frequently. Some pedestrians still stood and stared at him. It seemed that he was not from the Jewish quarter, and no one knew him as Jackie Rabinowitz.
Jack stopped at the door of his house. The leisurely and contented expression just now disappeared. He was a little nervous. He felt like he was having a dream. He returned to his door in a dream.
Jack hesitated for a long time, wondering whether he should ring the doorbell first like a visitor, or whether he should go straight in as the host without ringing the doorbell. Finally, he went straight into the house.
Jack entered the room. He put his travel bag on the chair and leaned his cane against the chair. He looked around to see what has changed in his home in the ten years since he left. His attention was attracted by the singing that floated in from outside, and he stood, listening attentively.
In the singing room of the synagogue, under the leadership of Rabinowitz, children are singing.
Jack heard the tunes. He grew up listening to these tunes. His eyes showed a look of nostalgia and nostalgia for the past. He wiped away the tears welling up.
Jack turned around and saw his mother who was busy in the kitchen. He coughed loudly, hoping to get his mother's attention.
Sara turned around suddenly, stood in amazement, looking at Jack with a strange look. Her eyes widened, and she slowly recognized who was standing in front of her and looking at her passionately. She cried out happily: "Jackie, my dear Jackie." She cried and walked towards Jack.
Jack saw his mother walking towards him tremblingly, he stretched out his arms and threw on them, and they hugged tightly.
The mother and son kissed each other affectionately. Sara wiped away the tears of excitement. Jack’s happy tears flickered in his eyes. He looked at his mother and joked: "You haven’t been old for a day, Mom! It’s exactly the same as ten years ago."
Sara pretended to be serious and said: "Nonsense! Talk to mom." No measure, watch out for me to beat you."
Sarah was so happy that she babbled a series of questions: "How are you? Jackie! Where do you work now? When did you come? How did you expect to come back today? It’s been ten years since you’ve been out. How have you been in these ten years? Tell your mother, hurry, hurry!"
Sara's words were fast and messy, and Jack gently covered her mouth with his hand and said, "Listen. Now, just for a while, mom, let me talk for a minute. I just entered the city, before I found a new job, I rushed to see you and dad."
Sara asked anxiously: "Looking for a job? You don't have Work?"
Jack continued: "I received a telegram asking me to come here to participate in the performance of a new current affairs satire. This is a very good opportunity, my name will be honoured to be typed out with electric light, no Then there is the actor in the opera theater. Me, Jackie Rabinowitz may also become a Broadway star, mother!"
Sarah looked at Jack and listened faintly . She didn't fully understand what Jack said.
Jack held Sara and let her sit in a chair.
Jack: "Sit down, Mom, you wait quietly."
Jack took the travel bag, opened it and took out a small jewelry box from it, and handed it to his mother.
Sara took the jewelry box and moved her eyes from Jack to the box.
Jack: "Open it, mom, this is for you."
Sara slowly opened the box, her eyes widened when she saw the sparkling diamond pin inside.
Sara’s eyes reflected the shining light of diamonds, and she repeated in surprise: "Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds."
Sara asked Jack dubiously: "Are you sure this is for me, Jackie?"
Jack laughed. : "Of course, this is for you of course, mother!"
Sara shook her head: "You shouldn't spend so much money for me. I know this thing is very expensive and expensive, and it will cost a lot of money."
Jack laughed heartily.
Jack bent over and shook Sara's shoulder and said, "It's nothing. I have a lot of money. Mom and Rockefeller are jealous of me. Henry Ford often borrows money from me."
Jack patted Sara's lightly. Shoulder, straighten up.
Sara stood up and said to Jack, "I'll call your father."
Jack said, "No, no, I'll wait for him to come back."
Jack looked around at home. He glanced at the piano and walked over.
Jack stroked the piano, opened the lid, and pressed his fingers on the keys. Then asked: "Mom, when did you buy this piano?"
Sarah: "The congregation in the church gave it to your father last year."
Jack went all down and started playing jazz. Sara walked towards the piano.
At this time, the door opened and Rabinowitz appeared. When he heard an unfamiliar sound coming from his very precious piano, he was stunned.
Rabinowitz listened for a while and heard what the tune was. He frowned angrily and took a step forward.
When Rabinowitz entered the room, he took out his glasses and put them on.
Sara turned her head to see Rabinowitz coming back. She put her hand on Jack's arm and whispered: "Your father is back."
Jack turned the stool, got up, and hurried forward to meet his father.
Jack stretched out his hand, Rabinowitz looked at Jack coldly, without reacting.
Jack greeted politely: "Hello, Dad!"
Rabinowitz frowned even more tightly, still indifferent.
Sara hurried forward, pointed at Jack, and eagerly said to her husband: "Look, this is your son Jackie who is back. He said to you:'Hello, Dad'. Isn't it, Jackie?"
Jack nodded.
Rabinowitz still stood stiffly.
Rabinowitz glared at Jack and said, "What do you mean! Come to my house and play your street music on my piano—your jazz?"
Jack stood embarrassedly and said to his father. He didn't know what to say with all the accusations.
Sara stood up: "I asked him to play jazz. I want to hear it. Hurry up and welcome Jackie back soon."
Rabinowitz didn't listen to Sarah's words. He suddenly Angrily shouted at Jack: "I teach you to sing for God, to be the choir leader like your grandpa and dad. But you like to sing in the bar, not in the church. Until today, your vices have not changed. It’s still annoying.”
Sarah pleaded: “Jackie has just returned home after ten years away. He shouldn’t be treated like this. He deserves everything he can get as a son.”
Jack On one side, he also pleaded for tolerance towards his father.
Sara said, "Don't forget, today is your birthday. Birthday is the happiest moment. Why bother yourself."
Jack heard his mother mention his father's birthday and hurried to the place where he put his travel bag.
Jack rummaged in his travel bag and took out a paper-wrapped thing. He looked at his father and said, "Dad, I always remember your birthday. Look, I brought you a gift. ."
He opened the paper bag, revealing a long shawl.
Sarah excitedly said to Rabinowitz: "Ten years, for a full ten years, Jackie has not forgotten your birthday. What does this show, what does it show!"
Rabinowitz saw this scene, emotional Eased a bit.
Sara went to Jack and took the long shawl. Jack looked at his mother and then at his father. Sara took the long shawl and walked to Rabinowitz.
Sara shook the long shawl away layer by layer and said, "Look, it's what you need, what a g
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