The Jazz Singer

My son was to stand at my side and sing tonight – but now I have no son.

— The Jazz Singer

I came home with a heart full of love, but you don't want to understand. Some day you'll understand, the same as Mama does.

— The Jazz Singer

My son came to me in my dreams—he sang Kol Nidre so beautifully. If he would only sing like that tonight—surely he would be forgiven.

— The Jazz Singer

Here he belongs. If God wanted him in His house, He would have kept him there. He's not my boy anymore—he belongs to the whole world now.

— The Jazz Singer

Wait a minute, wait a minute. You ain't heard nothin' yet!

— The Jazz Singer

Do what is in your heart, Jakie—if you sing and God is not in your voice — your father will know.

— The Jazz Singer