The Barkleys of Broadway Page #3

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Where are they? Oh, there you are!

You're not going?

Darlings, I want you to come...

- do the little number you did.

- Sorry, I can't sing, I have a terrible cold.

I may not be able to do

the show tomorrow night.

- But, Millie, I'm in beautiful voice tonight.

- Don't you think you better play?

Listen everyone, Ezra's going to play.

- Good.

- Oh, that's wonderful.

You know my favorite, darling.

Pale Fingers.

Did anybody here ask

for the Sabre Dance?

- I'd like to hear Campanella.

- Rhapsody in Blue.

Malaguena.

- Sabre Dance, anybody?

- Oh, no.

Well, if you insist.

Opening night.

Some opening night.

All right. What about opening night?

Big sentimental occasion.

Our moment of triumph.

And what do I find you doing?

Flirting with a stuffed dinner jacket.

- Flirting?

- Flirting.

- Oh, darling, how perfectly ridiculous.

- Yeah.

I was just sitting there...

- talking to the man, that's all.

- Sure, naturally.

- And I couldn't get away.

- You couldn't get away.

And I'm out there

on that terrace catching my death of cold.

A lot you care if I have to do

the show from an oxygen tent.

An oxygen tent! Oh, really!

I've been sneezing and coughing

like a Model T.

You haven't had a hint of a sneeze

for over an hour.

I'll bet you're sorry I'm not sneezing.

- Go find a nice draft, sneeze your head off.

- I will not!

Oh, darling, don't be so childish!

- A lot of sympathy a fellow gets here.

- You're tired, so am I.

- I could stay in bed for a week.

- Could be in bed for a week...

and nobody would give a hang.

- What's the matter with...

- Did you say something?

For all you care,

I'd still be out on that terrace frozen blue...

and you'd still be inside

simpering at that half-stuffed...

- Oh, Josh.

- "Oh, Josh. "

I really don't know

what to think of Mr. Barredout.

He said some of the silliest,

most stupid things.

Let's hear some of those stupid things

you were so afraid he'd repeat to me.

Well, if you really must know,

he just hated the show.

Did he? I'm glad. Now I know it's good.

- He hated...

- And the funniest thing of all...

is that he thought I was at my best

in the subway scene.

Oh, no!

He says I'm a great tragic actress...

wasted in musical comedy.

You, a tragic actress?

I'm glad you told me.

Now I know he's a complete imbecile.

He's not such an imbecile as all that.

After all,

before I really went into the theater...

in high school, I played Juliet.

"Romeo, Romeo

"Wherefore art thou, Romeo?"

- Who played Romeo?

- Mildred Higgins. She was...

It's possible that Monsieur Barredout

could see things in me...

- that you don't appreciate.

- Don't get any silly notions in your head.

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