Lady Be Good Page #3

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just what you mean by that?

Well, for example,

there was the night the show closed.

It had run for a year...

...and Dixie and Eddie were giving a big

party for the cast and all their friends.

Only it turned out to be mostly

for his friends, his new ones.

Park Avenue was clustered around Eddie

like flies around honey.

Every phony in the phony 400.

On the other side of the room,

Dixie and I were sitting...

...and I couldn't help noticing

she was depressed.

I think everybody felt the room

was split up into two camps.

The friends who knew him when,

and those that knew him if.

Among his real friends

were Max Milton, his publisher.

He'd handled every song

the kids had written...

...and was kind of a godfather

to both of them.

And Red Willet, the song plugger.

He'd gone up with Eddie and so he put in

a special plug for all his tunes.

And with us was one of the most popular

radio singers in the country...

...Buddy Crawford.

We'd all known Buddy

when he was just starting out...

...and we'd watched his struggles

along with our own.

But he was on top now, and was always

singing every Crane and Donegan tune...

...he could get hold of.

Maybe we're wrong, Red.

Maybe he belongs

with these hammerheads, after all.

It isn't that bad, Marilyn.

He's just a big kid.

He's found a new sand pile to play in.

Yeah, and a golden bucket.

Can they spare it?

I guess it's perfectly natural.

Eddie come up the hard way.

When I plugged his first number 10 years

ago, he didn't have a cot to sleep in.

You can't blame him

if he wants to eat caviar...

...and go to Lady Triple Chin's

house parties.

I'm thinking of Dixie.

It's tough on her.

It's like the gag: You don't run

after a streetcar once you've caught it.

- Marilyn, you look wonderful.

- Oh, thanks, Buddy.

Red, stand up a minute, will you?

Turn around.

Thank you.

Oh, I get it,

you two want me to be alone.

That's the general idea.

Where's your girl?

There she is, over there.

Cute kid, isn't she?

Yeah. What's her name?

- Lull.

- Lull?

Lull doesn't seem to be

having a very good time.

Aw, she's happy. She's eating.

Oh, a pickle for Lull. Thank you.

Hi, Lull.

Having a lot of fun?

You know, you're gonna ruin your appetite

if you don't stop eating between bites.

- Simply fabulous.

- Out of the world.

- Wonderful.

- I'm glad you like it because I love to play.

Oh, Eddie, it's been simply divine.

The whole evening.

- I'm absolutely shattered I have to go.

- Oh, I'm sorry.

But you will join us this weekend?

At the Lattisons'.

You want me to come

and bring my piano?

- Don't be silly.

- Eddie, how fantastic.

- We want you for yourself.

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