The Producers Page #3
- PG
- Year:
- 1967
- 88 min
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BIALYSTOCK:
(harassed)
All right. All right.
HE SQUATS DOWN IN FRONT OF HER IN CHAUFFEUR FASHION, HIS
8.
LITTLE OLD LADY:
morning, Rudolfo ... Watch the road
... Watch the road.
BIALYSTOCK:
I can't take my eyes off you. How
can I drive when you drive me mad.
Mad.
LITTLE OLD LADY:
(she squeals with delight)
Rudolfo, you dirty pig! Pull over.
BIALYSTOCK:
(upright)
Good. That's enough. We'll do the
rest on Thursday.
(he reaches down and
helps her off the couch)
That's a good girl.
(leading her to the door)
It's always such fun to see you.
BIALYSTOCK OPENS THE DOOR AND USHERS HER OUT ONTO THE LANDING.
CUT TO HALLWAY. FAR SHOT. REVEALING BLOOM WAITING OUTSIDE.
WE SEE HIM. THEY DO NOT. BLOOM, VERY EMBARRASSED, HUGS THE
WALL TRYING TO MAKE HIMSELF LESS CONSPICUOUS.
MEDIUM SHOT. BIALYSTOCK AND THE OLD LADY IN FRONT OF
BIALYSTOCK'S DOOR.
BIALYSTOCK:
Until Thursday, then, you bawdy
wench.
LITTLE OLD LADY:
Oooh. I love it. Hold me, touch me.
CUT TO BLOOM IN SHADOWS, AGHAST.
BACK TO MEDIUM SHOT LITTLE OLD LADY AND BIALYSTOCK.
BIALYSTOCK:
Thursday. I'll see you Thursday.
LITTLE OLD LADY:
Contessa and Rudolfo.
9.
BIALYSTOCK:
Good. Yes. Thursday.
LITTLE OLD LADY:
And after that we'll play the
Abduction and cruel rape of Lucretia
... And I'll play Lucretia.
CUT TO BLOOM IN SHADOWS. IT IS ALL TOO MUCH FOR HIM. HE
LOOKS THE OTHER WAY. SUDDENLY HIS EYES WIDEN IN SURPRISE,
AS HE DISCOVERS ANOTHER MAN HIDING IN THE NEXT DOORWAY. THE
MAN PUTS A FINGER TO HIS LIPS INDICATING SILENCE. THERE IS
NO PLACE LEFT FOR BLOOM TO LOOK. HE LOOKS TO HEAVEN.
BACK TO LITTLE OLD LADY AND BIALYSTOCK.
LITTLE OLD LADY:
Oh, Thursday. Will Thursday ever
come?
BIALYSTOCK:
(to himself)
Like clockwork.
LITTLE OLD LADY:
BIALYSTOCK:
Goodbye, my angel ... My angel!
(calling after her)
Hey, touch me ... wait! Hey, uh ...
Lucretia, Lucretia!
WE HEAR A MOUNTING CLATTER OF FOOTSTEPS AS THE LITTLE OLD
LADY FLIES BACK UP THE STAIRS.
LITTLE OLD LADY:
(eagerly)
Yes???
BIALYSTOCK:
Oh, Angelcake, you forgot to give
me the check. Can't produce a play
without money, ha, ha, ha.
CUT TO BLOOM. ONCE MORE HE STEALS A GLANCE AT THE STRANGER
HIDDEN IN THE SECOND DOORWAY. ONCE AGAIN THE MAN GESTURES
CUT BACK TO BIALYSTOCK AND THE OLD LADY.
10.
LITTLE OLD LADY:
(opening her handbag
and reaching inside)
Of course, the check, I had it with
me all the time.
SHE TAKES OUT THE CHECK AND HANDS IT TO HIM.
LITTLE OLD LADY:
I don't know what's happening to me.
I must be getting old.
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