Beyond the Sea Page #5

- Oh, my God. I'm sorry.

- Nina, just cool it.

No, I'll do it myself.

Look who's on the cover

of Screen magazine, Charlie.

- No, just...

- Nina, we're gonna take a walk.

- This is a movie.

- You bet.

- Can you act?

Charlie, I've been acting my whole life.

One, two, three.

- Ah.

- What did you wish for?

It's not good luck to tell.

I hope you get what you want.

Oh, that sure is sweet of you.

Cut! Great.

OK with that?

That's lunch.

We'll move on after lunch.

- Hey, Sandy?

- Hm?

What do you say

you and me have dinner tonight?

No, thank you. I'll have dinner

in my room and then go to bed early.

Oh, my goodness, how can you stand

all that excitement?

I'm not here for excitement. I'm here

to work.

- Maybe you should go to sleep early, too.

- How do you know I don't?

Sandra Dee, have you been spying on

me?

I have never worked with somebody

so unprofessional in my life.

- Have you ever even acted before?

- Well, I'm learning.

But, blondie, you're not

exactly Audrey Hepburn.

OK, people, that's lunch. One hour.

Poo-Poo, how you doin', boy?

The name's Pom-Pom and she's a girl.

Sandy, don't let that little cupcake

ruin your make-up.

Mary, there's something I don't understand,

you'll have to explain it.

What?

How is it possible that you are

Sandy's mother, not her sister?

Oh! Mr Darin.

No. I'm serious. Look at the two of you -

side by side, you're mirror images of each other.

Honey, when you smile,

just make it a really soft smile.

Keep your lips a little... That's

good.

There she is, Charlie, the girl I'm

gonna marry.

I want you to find me a florist, a

good one.

I want to send 18 yellow roses

to her hotel suite every day.

No cards. She'll know who they're

from.

I'll give it a week, maybe less.

It won't take that long for Mary to cave.

Mary?

You're gonna send roses to the mother?

You always make sure the mama dog

likes you before you go near her puppy.

Mary ain't no Rin Tin Tin.

She's a tough broad with a star to

protect.

You're gonna get yourself in a lot of

trouble.

Charlie, this is trouble I can handle.

Your florist is gonna make more

out of this movie than you are.

I know you want to act convincingly

and everything,

but in the front of your mind, think, "What are my

lips doing now? Where are my teeth?"

Sandy and I just got off on the wrong

foot.

If I could just get her away from her

mother.

Just imagine, Bobby Darin and Sandra

Dee.

We have a photo shoot in less than an

hour.

I want you to wear the dress the studio

sent over from Paris. Don't forget the belt.

That's it. I'm gonna start

all over. Like we've never met.

Only this time I'll romance her

the best way I know.

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