Noises Off...

"Noises Off..."

[doorman] Curtain's going up.

Curtain is going up!

Curtain's going up.

[man] A big Broadway opening.

Everybody who's anybody in New York

is inside this theater tonight.

Everybody but one man.

This man. Me!

Lloyd, where are you going?

Didn't you direct this?

I just have to...

- One of two things.

- [Lloyd] One thing, get out of this theater.

Mr. Fellows,

anything wrong with your seat?

- It's facing the stage.

- No, just go ahead.

It's gonna be a disaster.

I can't just sit there and watch.

Five seconds,

and we still haven't got a laugh.

I'm not running away.

I'm just not a person who gets a kick

out of watching an automobile crash.

Particularly when it's my automobile.

It'll be the worst catastrophe

Broadway's ever seen.

They'll forget their lines,

the set will fall down.

None of us will

get out of New York alive.

They've got big pictures of us in the lobby.

I'll get on a plane.

I should've got on a plane

when we first opened in Des Moines.

I should've got on a plane

before we opened in Des Moines.

I should've got on a plane

at the dress rehearsal,

as soon as that curtain went up

at the beginning of Act I.

As soon as that damn phone rang,

and Dotty came on

with that first plate of sardines.

[phone rings]

[woman] Hold on! Hold your horses.

Oh, Lord love a duck!

Shut up, I'm on my way.

It's no good you going on.

I can't open sardines

and answer the phone.

I've only got one pair of feet.

Hello?

Yes, but there's no one here, love.

No, Mr. Brent's not here.

He lives here, yes, but he don't live here

now because he lives in Spain.

Mr. Philip Brent,

the one that writes the plays,

only now he writes them in Spain.

Nope, she's in Spain, too.

They're all in Spain.

Am I in Spain?

No, I'm not in Spain, dear.

I look after the house for them,

only I go home at 1:00 on Wednesdays.

So, that's where I am.

No, because I got a nice plate of sardines

to put me feet up with.

And they got color here

and it's the Royal...

What's it called?

You know, the horse race.

Where'd the paper go?

If it's about letting the house,

then you'll have to ring the house agents

'cause they're the agents for the house.

Squire, Squire, Hackham

and who's the other one...

No, they're not in Spain.

They're next to the phone in the study.

Squire, Squire, Hackham and...

Hold on, I'll go and look.

Always the same, isn't it?

Soon as you take the weight off your feet,

then it all comes on your head.

And I take the sardines.

No, I leave the sardines.

No, I take the sardines.

[Lloyd] You leave the sardines

and you hang up the phone.

Yes, right. I hang up... the phone.

[Lloyd] And you leave the sardines.

I leave the sardines?

You leave the sardines.

I hang up the phone

and I leave the sardines?

Right!

We've changed that, have we, dear?

- No, dear.

- That's what I've always been doing?

I wouldn't say that, Dotty, my precious.

How about the words, dear?

Am I getting some of them right?

Some of them have a very familiar ring.

It's like a slot machine up here.

I know that, Dotty.

I open my mouth and I never know

what's going to come out.

Three oranges or two lemons

and a banana.

Anyway, it's not midnight yet.

And we don't open till tomorrow.

You're holding the receiver.

I'm holding the receiver.

"Squire, Squire, Hackham".

And "hold on". And noises off.

Squire, Squire, Hackham

and hold on, don't go away.

I'm hanging up the phone.

Always the same, isn't it?

Put your feet up for two minutes

and they all come running after you.

Hold it!

My housekeeper, yes,

but this is her afternoon off.

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