Twentieth Century Page #4

Do you want the manuscript?

I slept with that manuscript for six months.

Come on now, dear. Take off your coat.

We're going into action.

There are 2,000 people out there.

All the way up, I said, Oliver.

Go on.

We'll go back, so that when we come

to the scream, you'll be in the mood.

Now, Emmy Lou comes on.

"Mary Jo, where are you, Mary Jo?"

"What is it, Emmy Lou?"

"Mary Jo, your daddy just met Michael.

They're on the lawn."

"Emmy Lou, what are we all going to do?"

Remember the pause. Sway.

Keep swaying. Come on, Uncle Remus.

"Oh, Lordy, Miss Mary Jo, your daddy's

just gone and shot Mr. Michael."

Perfect! Marvelous! How was it, Oliver?

Okay from here.

Splendid. Excellent. Brava. Magnifico.

Great, Lily. I always knew you'd do it.

It' s a smash. The people are waiting

to draw your carriage through the streets.

- Where's Mr. Jaffe?

- Never mind. Come on.

Make way for Miss Garland there.

- But, Owen...

- I'll get him. Go on in.

Say, Mr. Jaffe, it looks like a knockout.

I want to see Mr. Jaffe.

You can't see Mr. Jaffe now. He's busy.

Was I all right? Was I what you wanted?

I came to pay my respects to a great actress.

Go outside, Sadie.

I came to apologize and be forgiven...

for all those mean things

I said during rehearsals, Lily.

Forgive you? Don't talk like that.

Everything they applauded was yours,

everything they liked.

I felt it was you out there

going through the performance.

That' s very generous of you,

but the diamond was there.

I merely supplied a little polish.

I'm so happy.

And the scream, was it all right?

I saved the pin as a souvenir.

The sorrows of life are the joys of art.

I suppose you have a lot of engagements

this evening?

I was going home and dream

about everything that happened tonight.

Tonight' s merely the beginning.

You're at the foot of the golden stair.

Lily Garland...

I'm going to take you by this little hand...

higher and further than any woman

of the theater has ever gone before.

The beauty and glamour that were mine

for a little while during those rehearsals...

when you thought I was so cruel...

now belong to the world...

forever and evermore.

- Are you there, Mulligan?

- Yes, Mr. Jaffe.

It once hung on Bernhard' s door.

I almost wish it weren't there.

Why?

It' s the golden mark that henceforth

sets you apart from the world...

beyond the reach of any one man

to have and to hold.

Don't say that. It frightens me.

Would you let me kiss you goodbye?

Yes.

Oscar, don't leave me now.

I'm nothing without you. I never will be.

Where are you going?

It' s been ringing 10 minutes.

Let it ring. Is Mr. Jaffe.

He can stand there pushing that bell

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