Dinner at Eight Page #2

Synopsis: Millicent Jordan is pre-occupied with the plans she is making for a high-class dinner party. Her husband Oliver is in failing health, and he is also worried because someone is trying to buy up the stock in his shipping business - even his old friend Carlotta wants to sell her stock. Hoping to get help from businessman Dan Packard, he persuades Millicent, against her wishes, to invite Packard and his wife to the dinner. As Oliver's problems get worse, Millicent is increasingly quick-tempered because the plans for the party are not going smoothly. As the time for the dinner approaches, it appears that the hosts and the guests will all have plenty on their minds.
Genre: Comedy, Drama
Director(s): George Cukor
Production: WARNER BROTHERS PICTURES
 
IMDB:
7.8
Rotten Tomatoes:
100%
PASSED
Year:
1933
111 min
900 Views


Lotta, you always exaggerated.

I bet you're rolling in wealth.

What have I got?

Railroads, oil, cotton.

That's what they gave you in my day.

I only could take what they had.

And you know what's happened

to those things.

You are down to cases.

"International star returns to stage. "

Never. I'll have my double chins in privacy.

I've seen too many hardened arteries

dragged out to make a first-night holiday.

Oh, no.

Now, Carlotta, your stock

must bring you in a little something.

It can't cost you an awful lot

to live over there.

No? You saw how it was like at Antibes.

You and Millicent.

10 and 20 for luncheon, cocktails.

Most of them staying on for dinner.

Very same thing at my house in London.

Everybody popping in.

Noel, Winston, and once in a while, Wales.

I didn't do so badly for a little girl

from Quincy, Illinois, eh, ducky?

But it all takes money.

Why don't you get rid of all that,

live over here for a while?

I've been in New York four days,

the first time I've been back in 10 years...

and I'm lost already.

No, everything's changed.

I couldn't stand it here. I'd die.

I belong to the Delmonico period.

Table at the window

looking out on Fifth Avenue.

Boxes with flowers,

and pink lampshades...

string orchestra and I don't know...

Yes. Willow plumes, Inverness capes...

dry champagne and snow on the ground.

They don't even have snow anymore.

- Pardon me, Mr. Jordan.

- Miss Copeland?

- Mr. Eton is outside. He wants to see you.

- I'll go and see him.

Will you pardon me a minute, Lotta?

Let me get that for you.

Thank you, my dear.

Miss Vance, I...

I just want to... I hope you won't mind...

but I can't help telling you

how exciting it is seeing you right here.

How sweet.

I shall never forget it.

I saw you when you played in Trelawney.

You were wonderful.

Yes. That was the last thing I did.

Yes. I remember it

as plainly as if it was yesterday...

though I was only a little girl at the time.

How extraordinary.

- It's wonderful seeing you like this.

- Yes, it is.

You know, we must have a nice talk

about the Civil War sometime...

just you and I.

I got rid of him.

What do you think

about me selling my Jordan stock?

I'd rather you didn't, just at this time.

We've been hit, just as everyone has,

of course.

I'm afraid you wouldn't get

what it was worth if you sold it now.

I'd expect to lose something on it.

But you know, ladies must live.

You see, Carlotta, it's like this.

The Jordan stock has never really been

on the market.

As a matter of fact, it's very closely held.

Only six or seven people in all.

Of course,

you've got a very small block of it.

Let's see, what did you pay for it anyway,

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Frances Marion

Frances Marion (born Marion Benson Owens, November 18, 1888 – May 12, 1973) was an American journalist, author, film director and screenwriter often cited as the most renowned female screenwriter of the 20th century alongside June Mathis and Anita Loos. She was the first writer to win two Academy Awards. more…

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