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...and don't worry about anybody else.

- I don't think I can. I can't just stare.

He won't mind.

- Waiting for the elevator.

Press the button, Doris.

Her brother Harvey.

Memories

Like the corners of my mind

Misty water-colored memories

Doesn't come, so now I'm getting mad.

Of the way we were

Scattered pictures

Of the smiles we left behind

Smiles we gave to one another

Of the way we were

Can it be that it was all so simple then?

Or has time rewritten every line?

If we had the chance to do it all again

Finally it comes, so I get in.

Okay, and there's people all around.

And they're looking right at me.

Memories

May be beautiful and yet

What's too painful to remember

We simply choose to forget

So it's the laughter

We will remember

Whenever we remember

The way we were

The way we were

Yeah, my father taught me. I'm not

supposed to talk about him right now.

He's doing a little bit of work

for the government, but...

My father is very, very famous.

He danced with the Rockettes.

Sure. Would you begin, please?

- I'll be doing "Swanee River" for you.

- Okay.

And...

Hon? "Swanee River," please.

Hit it.

Doris, what would you do

if you don't make it?

We'll make it.

Next, please.

But I that am not shaped

for sportive tricks...

...nor made to court

an amorous looking glass...

...I that am- Cheated of-

Oh, I'm sorry.

Why don't you try

the drama department?

If again "it was not well cut,"

he'd answer, I spake not true:

This is called the Reply Churlish.

Nobody talks about it,

but there's a quota system.

Your chances are better if you're black,

Puerto Rican or everything, like me.

- I am Puerto Rican.

- Not on your paper you ain't, Garci.

- Your daddy doing government work.

- That's the truth.

And he left you his tap shoes, right?

Does he work for Pepsi-Cola too?

Be careful.

- To the left. Left.

- Come the other way.

All right.

Easy, now. Straight back, Bruno?

- Where do you want this at?

Far corner.

How do you do?

Okay. Fine.

Great. Look, I'll do that. You just go

and get the rest of the stuff, okay?

Oh, Martelli. Bruno Martelli.

Would you like to set up

your equipment, Mr. Martelli?

Who taught you?

Who taught me? My father taught me.

He's in Spain. He makes Westerns.

- Why do you want to go to school here?

- Because Freddie went here.

- Freddie?

- Freddie Prinze. He's the best.

- So you want to be an actor, huh?

- Yeah, sure, I want to be an actor.

Judy, Judy, Judy.

Top of the world, Ma.

We don't want you to perform. We want

to see who you are. You understand?

- Right.

- Use your own experience.

Be simple, be honest,

but most of all, be yourself.

- Be honest. Be simple. Be yourself?

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