Limelight Page #10

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Good night.

What are you doing up so late?

I just couldn't sleep.

Then I saw the partition doors open,|so I got up an hour ago.

Some hot soup?

No, thanks.

You look tired.

Do I?

I know you're worried,

but the Middlesex contract's signed,|it's just the delay.

There's no delay.

What do you mean?

It happened tonight.

The Middlesex?

Why didn't you let me know?

I didn't want you to go through|the suspense of it.

Then forget everything now,|and get a good night's rest.

They walked out on me.

They haven't done that|since I was a beginner.

The cycle's complete.

But you've changed your name!|They didn't know you.

No, I wasn't funny.|The trouble is, I was sober.

I should have been drunk|before going on.

I still insist|they didn't know you.

Just as well they didn't.

Naturally! You can't expect too much|the first performance.

You haven't worked in a long time.

But you'll see, tonight|when you go back it'll be different.

I'm not going back.

Why?

They've terminated the contract.

But they can't do that!

They can. They have.

You were engaged for the week!|You can insist.

It's no use. I'm finished.

Through!

Nonsense.

Are you, Calvero, going to allow|one performance to destroy you?

Of course not!|You're too great an artist.

Now's the time to show them|what you're made of. Time to fight!

Remember what you told me,|standing there by that window?

Remember what you said?

About the power of the universe|moving the earth?

Growing the trees,|and that power being within you?

Now is the time to use that power,|and to fight!

Calvero, look! I'm walking!

I'm walking!

I'm walking!

Just think, I can walk!

Well, I can't any further.|I have to quit right here.

Do you realize|it's almost five o'clock?

I know. But I couldn't stay|in that room another minute.

I don't blame you.

Cheer up.

Look, the dawn is breaking.

That's a good omen.

I know it. It will be.

It must be.

Don't be discouraged.|You'll get on your feet again.

On my what again?

But think how fortunate we are!

At least we both have our health.

Now I can get a job. There's always|chorus work to keep us going.

Us?

Yes.

Us.

You and me. Together.

- Mr. Bodalink!|- What is it?

- The front office, sir.|- Thank you.

Terry, I was about to leave you|a note about Calvero.

Have him see me tomorrow morning|before your audition.

- He's all set for the part.|- Wonderful!

Just a minute.

Why, Terry!|I didn't hear you come in.

How could you?

Allow me. My friends,

Mademoiselle Thereza.

How do you do.

We're just having a little beer,|Bach and Beethoven.

Isn't it rather late for music?

Not if we play a nocturne.

Proceed with the butchery,

only make it soft,|sentimental, largo.

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