Cut! Cut! Cut it!
Here you are,
Mr. Gayle.
It's worth all those takes.
That one was terrific.
That makes an even
one of us who thinks so.
Ms. La Tour.
Yes, Mr. Gayle?
Can you tell me why they call
you the French Fireball?
John, I droop
like the cabbage.
How can I be
the ball of fire
when I amfatiguee
to exhaustment?
Oh, it seems to me
you extinguish easily.
But then, when an actress
reaches your age...
My age? Oh,
ça ç'est trop!
I have danced
this dance 20 times!
Do you saymercionce?
No! You say,"Encore!
Encore!Again! Again!"
And now,
I am the old bag!
Well, I say no,
no, no and no!
That's it!
That's what I want!
Start the playback!
Pick it up there!
When they tell to me
you're directing picture,
I said, "No! This man
is a sl*ve driver."
Twenty-six takes!
They insist. I listen!
I am a fool!
But now I have say no!
No more! No more
every day like this!
This is finished, through!
I dance no more!
Jamais!Never!
Playback!
Never!
Action!
Cut it! Cut it!
Brother, wait till Hyde
hears about this.
Yeah. And I'm just the guy
that can tell him.
But, Doug,
there's a limit.
Gayle's got every department
on this lot in a tizzy!
He had a set torn down because
one window was out of place!
He told the production manager
to keep off the stage!
All right, all right!
They know his reputation.
They're looking for trouble.
They don't have
to look, brother!
Now, Doug, I know
you're old classmates.
I know how fond
you are of him.
But being kept out
of pictures for two years
hasn't taught him a thing!
He's still the same
self-opinionated, egotistical--
John's a perfectionist!
He knows what he wants,
he won't compromise!
He's turning out a great piece,
that's what counts.
Wait till they see
the picture.
Everybody'll go flat
on their faces!
Mr. Hyde?
Yes?
Stage 9 just called.
Ms. La Tour just
went flat on her face.
What?
All right.
Let's wrap it up.
Nine in the morning, same scene
from the beginning, playback.
Where's Yvonne?
I sent her home.
A little dizzy spell.
Phone for my car,
will you?
Oh, wait a minute,
Gayle!
All right, wrap it up!
Everybody on the set, 9:00,
tomorrow morning!
Dizzy spell, huh?
The dizzy one
around here is the guy
who talked J.B. into
letting Gayle on this lot!
Leaving for the day,
Mr. Gayle?
Mr. Gayle, sir.
Where's Andrews?
I sent him
on an errand.
How do I know you'd
want the car so early?
La Tour needs the afternoon
to get her nerves restrung.
Oh! Here we go again.
Are you implying
I'm hard to get along with?
For the people
who work with you, yes.
That was the general
insinuendo.
Insinuation or innuendo.
You go to your church,
and I'll go to mine.
Why can't you
tat antimacassars?
Embroider cummerbunds
or raise aspidistras.
Any hobby except
that silly business?
That business is
what I love.
It's all I wanna do.
It's in my blood.
Can't you understand
that, Louisa?
It's my food and drink.
That I understand.
Food and drink.
And I know a place near
here where we can get some.
There?
Why not? A little gaiety
must snap you out of it.
Anyway, it positively
smells of food.
It positively smells,
period.
168, right on the nose!
Sorry, lady. Who's next?
Let me guess
your weight, sir.
If I fail to guess your weight
within three pounds,
you win
a beautiful prize.
Step right up, folks,
to see the beauties of Brazil.
The heat waves,
here to break
your thermometer.
Step right up, folks,
and don't stop.
For the small sum of a dime.
Thank you.
While I dola rumba,
I shakemis maracas.
Buy these tickets,
step inside.
You'd like to see me, no?
That was Lolita, ladies
and gentlemen!
She's not bad.
That's where La Tour belongs,
in a carnival.
Why don't you unlax?
Forget the picture.
I didn't mention it.
But you're thinking about it.
I say, maybe you'll be pleasant
if you ate something.
I'm not hungry.
Oh, come on then.
Listen to me.
Coney Island hotdogs!
Coney Island hotdogs!
Say, a loaf of bread,
a pound of meat,
and all the mustard
you can eat.
Step right up, governor.
Here you are.
Let the lady see what
the old Limehouse looks like.
What you've heard is true.
What you've guessed
ain't half of it.
Now, come on the inside
and see it all.
My name is Chelly Flowel.
She means
Cherry Flower, folks.
You know the Chinese
have a great difficulty
in pronouncing the English R.
Go ahead, dearie.
When I 14-year-old,
my cruel father
had too much Inka-pa.
Inka-pa, folks,
is the Chinese equivalent
to bourbon or Scotch.
My wicked father make life
very sad for me.
So Chelly Flower run away
and come here to old Limehouse.
Thank you.
Step right this way,
folks, and see
the evil faces in
the London fog!
The waterfront dimes
like old Harry himself!
The dens of Chinatown!
Our guide will
see you through, folks,
so don't be afraid!
Come on, governor,
hurry up here, you're all set.
Isn't that the girl
from the Brazil show?
The Chinese girl?
Sure.
A wig, a different accent.
It's perfectly possible.
It could be. You know
women better than I do.
Take a powder
from the Pampas?
You buy ticket, you see me.
You no buy ticket,
you no see me.
But you are Lolita,
aren't you?
No. Me Chelly Flower.
Excuse me.
I rush inside.
What happened
to the Gayle charm?
My interest
was purely technical.
Oh, look, cotton candy.
Buy me another.
Oh, that's disgusting.
How can you eat so much?
Mmm. Health, youth,
good, clean thoughts,
and a glass of hot water
every morning.
Yes, folks, this show
is just starting!
It's just commencing.
See theStreets of Paris!
See those luscious lovelies
that were brought over here
from Paris, France.
Yes, sir, those dollies
are the follies!
Look!
Look at that girl!
Mmm. Standard equipment.
I'm talking
about her face.
Yeah, looks
vaguely familiar.
Why, sure she is!
That's the same girl.
What?
With a new look.
Just here,
ladies and gentlemen,
is Mademoiselle Fifi!
A tasty little tidbit,
but only a sample of what
you'll see on the inside!
Yes, sir!
Say, you get around,
don't you?
Oh,mais oui.
I travel all the way
from my dearest France.
Satisfied?
Perfectly. Poor kid.
She certainly works hard,
doesn't she?
Is that bad?
At least she has a job.
Yeah. Let's get out of here.
I got an early call.
Ladies and gentlemen,
the show's just starting!
It's just commencing!
Our beautiful galaxy...
Thank you very much, sir.
Nine o'clock.
The whole company on the set
and not a sign
of La Tour.
Know what J.B. will say
if she's seriously ill?
You're wasting
a lot of good worry, Marty.
It can't be much! It can't...
I'll go over to the set
with you.
Uh-oh. Go on.
Yes, J.B.?
Yvonne's doctor
just called, Doug.
What is it, J.B.,
a touch of indigestion?
He says
it's nervous exhaustion.
She'll have to rest
six or eight months.
Six or...
Oh, no!
I've had Gayle
sent over to your office.
I don't have to tell you
what to do about him, do I?
That you don't, J.B.
When I get finished
with him--
Good. I'll call you back.
Yes, sir.
Well...
Have you heard
about La Tour?
Just now.
And you've got
to fire me,
so don't beat
around the bush.
John.
You're the greatest guy
in the world
off a picture set.
Thanks for making it
so easy for me.
I'm not. And I'm not
going to be fired.
What?
I couldn't give you the
argument until you said I was.
But you know I have to
or I won't be working here!
That's what I'm
thinking of, Doug.
Your career.
Mine doesn't matter.
'Cause I've put my life's blood
into this picture.
It was my idea, my story.
You're the one
who stuck his neck out.
I fail, it's
a blot on your career.
I can't let you down!
I can't let you fire me!
Well, I have to.
If you had heard the old man--
That's it. J.B. has poured a lot
of money into this picture.
If he has to shelve it,
naturally,
he'll take it as hard
as a Wisconsin winter.
But if we can keep going--
How? You know
La Tour can't be replaced.
When she refused
to do the picture,
we tested every possibility
in the business.
She's absolutely unique
in her field!
Granted. There isn't
another French girl.
So we change
the characterization!
She's an American
living in Paris!
John, John, you're wasting
my time and your own.
Even if I consider it,
the old man wouldn't.
Will you ask him?
No! I'm out
on a limb now.
It's better than being out
on your ear. Ask him.
No, no, no, no,
and that's final!
You're right.
I beat around the bush.
I won't this time. I'm tired
of going to bat for you.
I'm gonna tell
J.B. exactly what--
Hi, I was just
gonna call you, J.B., I--
What have you done with Gayle?
Well, I was just firing him,
J.B., when I--
When I got a terrific idea.
If we just make
a slight change in the story,
we can still fulfill
our commitment.
The girl isn't French,
see?
She's an American girl,
living in Paris.
Then we can use
any of the stars
we have on the lot--
If the girl isn't French,
the picture isn't
worth a nickel.
Yes, I know,
but we could--
Yes, but we could salvage more
than half the stuff we shot,
and besides, Gayle has won
a few awards for us.
No. Get that menace offthis lot, and that's an order.
Yes, sir.
Thanks for trying, baby.
If you die first,
I'll send you some flowers.
All right,
friends and neighbors,
this show here
is just starting!
It's just commencing!
Don't fear to step inside...
How many, sir?
Thank you, sir.
See theStreets of Paris,
ladies and gentlemen!
Thank you. I hope
you like the show.
If you don't, when you come out,
get your money back.
Try and get it. Right, folks,
see these luscious lovelies
that we've imported over here!
♪ I'm Fifi ♪
♪ From the Folies Bergere ♪
♪ Fifi and I'm devil-may-care ♪
♪ Would you buy
A midnight snack for me? ♪
♪ Take me home ♪
♪ And scratch my back for me ♪
♪ I'm Fifi ♪
♪ And no one in Paris ♪
♪ Can cancan like me ♪
♪ If you want to take
A little promenade ♪
♪ On the boule, boule
Boule, boulevard ♪
♪ Call Fifi ♪
♪ From the Folies Bergere ♪
♪ And I'll be there ♪
♪ Fi, Fifi ♪
♪ From the Folies Bergere ♪
♪ Fi, Fifi ♪
♪ And I'm devil-may-care ♪
♪ Marry me ♪
♪ I make you crepes suzettes ♪
♪ Fill half a dozen bassinets ♪
♪ I'm Fifi ♪
♪ And no one in Paris ♪
♪ Can cancan like me ♪
♪ Would you like someone
To sing your praise for you ♪
♪ Call upon your boss
And get a raise for you ♪
♪ Call Fifi ♪
♪ From the Folies Bergere ♪
♪ And I'll be there ♪
♪ And I'll be there ♪
It's the second dressing room
down there.
See the one with the sign
"Private" on it?
Hmm.
Oh, thanks.
Yeah?
Can I talk to you
for a minute?
What do you want?
What do you do now,
tame lions?
Ha! Funny, huh?
They're already tame.
They let anybody pet 'em,
but I can't say
the same for me, see.
Clearly. I came to compliment
you on your versatility.
Look, just 'cause I work
in a creep show
don't give you
a right to insult me.
Oh, I'm not.
I'm complimenting you.
Well, I wish I could say
the same for you.
Look, I think
you have talent.
Sure. I ought to be in pictures.
That's right--
Listen, chum,
you smell of money.
Can't you afford
to buy a new line?
But I'm sincere.
I am John Gayle.
So what?
Well, doesn't the name
John Gayle mean anything to you?
I guess it ought to.
I read the funnies.
Don't you ever
see pictures?
Oh, sure.
Between the Brazil show
and theStreets of Paris,
I got almost an hour
to do anything I want.
Does that answer
your question?
Listen, I'm a motion
picture director.
Oh, so that's
the caper, huh?
You're gonna make a big
motion picture star out of me!
Why not? I think
you have the ability.
Have you ever heard
of Yvonne La Tour?
It's her stuff I copy
for theStreetsroutine.
She collapsed on the set.
Read it in the newspapers.
I'm directing the picture.
I've got to finish.
That's why I came to see you.
Well, maybe later.
You said you had an hour.
I got to eat!
Well, that's a great--
Great idea!
Brother, you stick like glue.
Do you think you can stand
the tariff in this joint?
I think so. Let's go.
Honest, you're on the level?
Mm-hmm. Yeah.
You're not just
buttering me?
Cross my heart
and hope to make a picture.
But I can't speak French.
With your knack for accents,
you'll learn it
in nothing flat.
What about the dances?
Why--
The one I do
I put together myself.
I'll get you a teacher.
My voice?
It's pleasant,
and it has quality.
Yeah, but
she acts too.
That is my department.
You certainly
sound sure.
I am.
I know you can do it.
You have aptitude,
spirit and intelligence.
You're not afraid of
hard work. It'll be tough.
Tougher than what you're doing
now. But it'll be worth it.
Fame, fortune,
your name in lights.
Rochelle--
What's your last name?
O'Leary. Mary O'Leary.
O'Leary.
My mother was Irish.
My father was a plumber.
O'Leary.
Olivia. Rochelle Olivia.
How would that
look on a marquee?
Gee, great, but--
Can't you see your name
in front of theaters,
your picture on
the cover of magazines,
your name in
the gossip columns?
Yeah, but--
Think of it.
People staring
in the streets.
Whispering in the theater
as you walk down.
Nightclub MCs introducing you
as a guest.
The public copying
your clothes.
Women envying
your furs and jewels.
All the money
you can ever use.
How does that sound, Mary?
So wonderful.
It's a shame
I can't do it.
But you can.
You will do it!
Oh, no, I won't.
I'd never
get away with it.
All of a sudden,
somebody would come
and tap me
on the shoulder and say:
"Hey, Ms. Olivia,
your O'Leary is showing."
Mary, you have to do it.
You have to do it for me.
I have poured my life's blood
into this picture.
I've thought of nothing else
day and night.
Now it looks as if
it's slipping away from me.
I wanna finish it.
It means everything to me.
And only you can
give me the chance.
Will you help me?
I guess I can try.
Thanks. Now, how long
will it take you to pack?
Pack?
I'll take you home
with me tonight.
Home with--?
I can't let you be seen
until you're ready.
With the instruction
you're gonna have,
you won't have
a chance to be alone.
Now, how long will it take?
Well...
Vi can take my place.
She did when I was sick.
Then I gotta go tell
the boss I'm quitting.
Then I'll get packed
and...
Can you meet me here
in 10 minutes?
Good girl.
Maybe I'm smart,
maybe I got a head
full of feathers,
but, brother, you sure make
with the influence.
Pa didn't know what
"procrastinating" meant,
so he told the teacher that if
she'd swear I was doing it,
that he'd beat me up.
And I told him that
if he did, I'd run away.
So she did, and he did,
and I did,
and that's all.
Hey, what goes
with the hotel?
That's my house.
Good evening, madam.
Hello.
Good evening, sir.
Evening, put that
in the north room.
Indeed, sir.
You're a game trouper,
Mary.
I want more than ever to make
this venture a success for you.
Gee, thanks, Mr. Gayle.
John.
John. I'm sorry
I was such a blister.
I mean about trying to give you
the brush-off and all.
You were scared. Let's face it.
Could be.
You're not anymore.
Nothing in this house
to be afraid of.
I never want you
upset or startled or--
Hey, what are you--?
The one man in the world
who mustn't see you.
But-- But--
I'm sorry I missed John.
Hiya, Doug, Louisa,
lovely evening, isn't it?
What are you doing?
I? Doing?
What should I be doing?
Hanging up my hat,
of course.
In there?
Why not? That's where Wilson
always puts them, isn't it?
Not that I knew of.
Well, Doug--
Douglas dropped by to see
how you were feeling.
Thought you might be
kind of low after--
Low! Far from it.
I feel great, really great.
Louisa's right,
I'm bun-headed
fooling around
with this picture racket.
You're not going to
direct anymore?
Realized I'm not
temperamentally fitted for it.
I'm gonna forget
the whole business.
Well, I'm certainly
relieved, John.
I thought you'd like
to hear that.
Yeah, well--
I'm glad you dropped by, fellow.
Sorry you're leaving.
Thanks for your thoughtfulness.
Yeah, I've got to get back.
J.B.'s running stuff,
and I always have to--
Where you going?
To get my hat. You said
Wilson put it in there.
Uh, no! No, no, don't. Um...
I mean, don't bother.
You didn't have to
scare me to death, did you?
You'd think you had
something hidden in here.
Everybody's got
a skeleton in their closet.
Good night,
and thanks again.
I'm glad everything's
on the up-and-up.
Good night.
Good night, Louisa.
See you, Doug.
You could've fooled me.
Ah! Skeleton, huh?
Pretty well-padded.
I couldn't have
Doug see her, could I?
Not until I have her ready
to step into La Tour's shoes.
Why not?
I'm fool enough to ask.
You know what an insecure guy
he is.
He'd never have faith unless
he thought she was authentic.
All he'll see is
Rochelle Olivia.
Cousin of a friend
of yours.
From France. French cousin.
Wait a minute.
You didn't mean what you said
about not making pictures?
Of course not.
Louisa, this is Mary O'Leary.
She's going to stay with us.
I gathered that.
How do you do, Mary?
Hello.
I'm sure you'll be as happy here
as you would be
in any asylum.
Good night.
Oh, John.
Come in when you
get upstairs, will you?
You don't like her, hmm?
Well, she's not exactly
my type either.
You forgot to tell me
you were married.
I'm not.
Oh, oh, Louisa! Oh.
She's my sister.
Oh. I do like her.
I think
she's beautiful.
Yeah.
It runs in the family.
John?
Yeah?
How'd you like her?
John, I'm not going
to hold still for it.
Well, what do you mean?
If I can produce a star to take
Yvonne's place, I'm in again.
It's all right with me
when you're out.
Listen, dreamboat,
I'm a great director!
Surely I'm entitled
to my due!
Not by trickery,
you're not.
I'm not going to let you
get away with it!
Louisa--
And don't act!
I know all your tricks.
"You must know how much
this means to me.
I've poured my life's blood
into it.
I've lived it
24 hours a day.
And all night too."
I wasn't gonna say
anything like that.
I'm not thinking of myself
at all right now.
Doug's on the spot.
And I've just
got to help him out.
After all the years
we've been friends,
I should think you'd
wanna help him out too!
I do! That's why
I won't let you fool him.
Look, when I get through
with this girl,
she'll be great.
Doug'll be crazy about her.
She'll save the picture.
The answer's still no.
I haven't asked you
anything!
You won't tell him because
I told you in confidence.
Won't I?
Of course not.
Will you?
Oh, you can't.
Good old Doug.
This will mean
so much to him.
After the way he stuck
his neck out for me,
I've just got to
come through for him.
I owe it to him, Louisa.
You can see that.
You do understand,
don't you?
Oh! Perfectly, glamor boy.
And the first time you think
of anybody but yourself,
it'll still be
the first time!
Oh, all right!
But just tell me whoever does
think of anybody but himself.
The mail, madam.
Good morning.
Good morning, Mary.
Sleep well?
Oh, gosh, yes.
And as long
as I wanted to.
I couldn't a slept
another minute.
I couldn'thaveslept
another minute.
You too?
No, you. You couldn't
haveslept another minute.
That's what I said.
Mary, he's a purist.
I thought she was going
to speak French.
She'll think in English. It has
to be correct to translate.
Poor kid.
Oh, I don't mind.
I'd like to be able
to talk good.
Coffee sure smells wonderful,
don't it?
Doesn'tit.
Aha.
Uh, you wear size 12, Mary?
That's right,
if you don't mean my shoes.
I thought I'd pick up
a few things for you.
If you could go with me--
Impossible. Nicolette
will be here any minute.
She's late now.
She has a school in Paris.
She'll--
She'll teach you singing,
dancing, and language.
Gallic manners, customs,
history, and geography.
What? No algebra?
If she comes from France,
she has to know her background.
You'll have to know
where you were born,
what your house, school
and city looked like.
Your mother's maiden name,
you father's--
Uh, yes, Wilson?
Pardon, sir.
Got a match, bub?
Madam Nicolette
is here, sir.
That's fine. Show her in.
Very well, sir.
He's not gonna
be much fun.
One usually doesn't joke
with the servants.
Okay. Remind me
he's not people.
Oh, John,
mon cher ami.
How wonderful you look!
Glad to see you.
And Ms. Gayle!
How nice to meet all again!
Hello.
And this is?
This is Mary O'Leary. The girl
I talked to you about.
So this is my pupil?
No, your cousin.
Cousine.
Cousine.
You think you could make
a French girl out of me?
I don't think. I know.
I gave my word I will make
a real mademoiselle out of you,
even if I have to beat
the French into you.
Oh, thanks, but don't
forget you're mycousine,
not my stepmother!
A...
E...
O...
No, no, no, no, no, no.
You have to move your lips.
I. Smile. O.
I. O.
O. U.
O.
Now, like a whistle. U.
U.
Ooh.
Allons,Mary? Mary?
Come on.
Now, let's come here.
And you do the exercise
for the glamor of your legs,
to have lovely, lovely legs.
And to be able to--
Yeah.
You must, like, talk
with your legs.
Your legs... Look.
Oh, God!
That's what we want,
de la grace.
Now, you do.
Now, it's your turn now.
De la grace?
Give me your legs.
Yeah?
That's fine.
Now, you put your...
What's happened to you?
Have you slip?
No, I always sit down
to rest this way.
No time for rest.
♪ Night sings
A lonely serenade ♪
♪ As I walk along ♪
♪ With my kisses on parade ♪
No, no, no, no, no.
More feeling!
If you mean I'm numb,
you're not kidding.
You have been working her
pretty hard, Nicolette.
Why don't you sit down, Mary,
and relax for a minute, hmm?
What's the matter?
You look as if your face hurts.
It's not my face
that hurts.
Very, very good, Nicolette.
Merci, monsieur.
Now, I want you to start with
theLearn About Lovenumber.
The one from the picture.
What?
How would you like it,
h*m*?
All right, come on.
Let's start, let's start.
With emotion.
Think how you are feeling!
I know how I'm feeling,
and it won't
sound like music.
Now, those are your marks.
You come up to them
when Bill comes in.
Keep your left profile
to the camera,
which is right here.
Okay.
And this is the door.
All right. Go back to the piano.
Okay.
Action.
♪ I want to learn
About love from you ♪
Knock, knock.
Entrez.
He's opening the door.
Oh,MonsieurBill.
That is such--
Watch the marks on the floor.
No, don't look at them.
To the right.
Little bit...
Watch the marks--
Don't look at them!
Well, how can I watch 'em
without looking at 'em?
It's impossible! The whole
silly business is impossible!
You expect
the impossible!
I can't do it,
and I don't wanna do it.
I'm going back to the carnival
where I can get some rest.
You're pretty tired,
aren't you?
Everything that
don't hurt itches.
All right, Mary.
We'll quit...
...as soon as we run through
the entrance scene.
Come on.
Over to the piano.
Now, I knock,
and you come to meet me.
And don't forget you're in love
with me. In love.
Yes, John.
All right. Action.
♪ I want to learn
About love from you ♪
Entrez.
Oh,MonsieurBill.
Mademoiselle.
That is such surprise.
John...
That's good.
That's very good.
But your arm was
covering your face.
This time, raise the arm
away from the camera. So--
Well, what--?
No.
The lesson almost--
John.
Didn't I warn you I was not
going to let you browbeat her?
Have I? I've been as gentle
as a butterfly's burp.
You've watched me for weeks.
That's right.
I was beginning to think
you'd gone human,
but you can't say
she seems to be having fun.
May I remind you I'm not
working my brain to the bone
for that girl to have fun!
That's right.
It was all done for Doug.
To save his face
with J.B. Durham,
pay him back
for the break he gave you.
Well, regardless
of your motives, ducky,
the results will still
be the same for Doug.
That's the only reason
I finally agreed to your plan.
What's the matter, baby?
Oh, I told her she did
a fine piece of acting,
and she clouds up to dampen
the whole atmosphere.
There, there. Have a good cry
and enjoy yourself.
I hate him.
I hate him!
Of course you do.
He's so mean and hard,
and selfish...
and I love him.
Oh, Mary,
you can't love him.
You mustn't.
I know.
I didn't mean to.
I didn't want to.
I didn't know it
at first.
And then I got
to wondering
why I was taking
such a pushing around.
And then I knew.
And now it's too late.
And I hate him.
You think I'm a bubblehead,
don't you?
Naturally.
Falling in love
with John is like
falling in love
with a refrigerator,
or an adding machine, or...
Mary, it'll be hard for you
to understand
people like John and me.
We're so completely
self-centered
that we're incapable
of love.
That's why neither one of us
has ever married.
I don't believe that.
You just think so
because neither one of you
have met the right one.
Have it your way.
Just trying to
let you down easily.
All you've told me
is that...
That I have no rival.
Oh, but you have.
That insane desire of John's,
that driving ambition to be
the world's greatest director.
That's right.
Then, that's the way
I'll get him.
I'll be such
a good actress that--
That he'll need me,
he'll admire me
first and then...
Oh, John...
John.
I'm so glad you came back,
John, I'm--
I'm all rested now, and we can
go on with the lesson.
Well, that's good.
'Cause up till now,
I've been so proud of you.
You have?
Perhaps I should have told you
how much I admire you.
What a game little thing
you've been.
How clever
I think you are.
And...
And what, John?
Well, this may come
as something of a shock.
Yes.
You're ready.
You're ready to
spring on the studio.
You didn't expect me
to say that, did you?
You're so right.
And I'm gonna say something
that you didn't expect.
Yes.
Go jump in the pool!
What?
No, on second thought, don't.
'Cause I'm going to!
Hello.
Hi.
You swim as though
you were raised in a pool.
One of these
dinky things?
We kids had the whole East River
at the end of our block.
I never even saw one of these
until I came to California.
Been here long?
Uh-uh. But often.
We get to the coast
about every year this time.
Your father travels?
Pa? Ha, ha.
The only place he ever traveled
was down to the bar.
He couldn't even travel back,
they used to have to bring him.
That's some people's idea
of a good time.
Sure was his.
He'd rather have a beer
than a license to steal.
My name's Mary. What's yours?
My--
Well, well, well,
if it isn't Doug.
Hello, Louisa.
Hello.
I was asking him
what his name was.
She was telling me
about her Pa.
Sure, Douglas.
Douglas Hyde.
Hide.
These mosquitoes here.
I was just telling him
about Pa.
You found your robe,
didn't you?
Of course, we should
have sent it back to you,
but we have been
so unbelievably busy.
Uh, here...
Here's your robe.
I'll take it
and wrap it up for you.
You don't have to bother.
I'll just put it in the car.
I was talking to Miss--
Well, where is she?
Who?
That girl. Uh, Mary.
She's gone home, I guess.
She always does.
I guess
she's gone home.
She didn't
even say goodbye.
Probably in a hurry.
You know how it is.
Wouldn't you like
something with ice?
It's hot today.
You look hot.
That's what I said.
It's hot.
Hotter than most days.
Come up to the house.
Where does she live?
Who?
That girl!
She's staying over,
visiting some people.
She's nice. We let her swim.
How are things at the studio?
How is J.B.?
What's her name?
Mary's?
Mary, I guess. I mean--
Uh, John, what is it?
It used to be--
I don't know her married name.
She's married?
Sure, ever since her wedding.
I'll take a rain check on that
drink. I haven't got time--
Oh, you haven't. Next time then,
huh? Your car's over here.
Yeah. You needn't trouble
to see me to it. Thanks.
Oh, it's no trouble.
It's a pleasure.
I'm sorry. I guess
I spoiled everything.
It's not your fault,
Mary.
How could you know
it was Doug?
No, no! He might have been
selling magazines
to put his grandfather
through college.
Sharp as a pillow,
aren't you?
Oh, behave. Both of you.
But I--
There still might
be a way out.
Name one.
Well, I was thinking--
Thinking.
Some of my best friends
are men, and, uh...
Well, Mary was wearing
a bathing suit.
Bathing suit.
Say...
I wonder if he would know
what her face looks like.
Then there's
still a chance?
In an evening gown.
Mmm, yes.
Her hair piled up.
Yes.
After all, what have
we got to lose?
Night.
In a different background.
That's it. Let's have a party.
Mmm. Not now.
I was thinking-- Of course!
A party for Nicolette.
And her cousin. Sure.
Straight from Paris.
Get her a gown
and everything.
Pile up her hair.
Lend her some jewelry.
Get out invitations,
order a buffet,
hire music,
arrange for flowers--
May I ask,
what are you going to do?
I'll see that
Doug gets here.
And I will be as French
as French fries.
This is too bad
for me to be late.
Oui,I hope I have not
derangeyou.
Oh, nonsense.
You needed your rest.
Oh, may I present Mr. Douglas
Hyde, Miss Rochelle Olivia.
How do you do?
I do very well,merci.
And how do you?
Oh, I do...
I mean, I'm fine,
thanks, but...
Haven't we met
somewhere?
Oh,impossible!
I have never
been somewhere.
I mean, if I had
metmonsieur,
I should not have forget.
Uh, Rochelle is
Nicolette's cousin,
straight from Paris.
With all the latest songs.
You will sing
for us, won't you?
Mais oui.IfMonsieurDoug
would like to hear it.
Of course he would,
everybody would.
Avec plaisir.
Then I will sing.
Lovely girl, isn't she?
I'm sure
I've seen her before.
Must have been in Paris. She's
never been out of the place.
Well, I've never been in it.
Ladies and gentlemen,
I'd now like to present
our charming guest from Paris,
Miss Rochelle Olivia,
who will now
sing her newest song.
♪ I want to learn
About love from you ♪
♪ I do, I do, I do ♪
♪ I want to learn
What a kiss can do ♪
♪ From you, from you
From you ♪
♪ Take me, teach me ♪
♪ How a heart should feel ♪
♪ When to know it's real ♪
♪ I yearn to learn ♪
So familiar.
A resemblance perhaps.
Everybody looks
like somebody.
I'll think of it.
♪ How would I go
About making you ♪
♪ My own, my own, my own? ♪
♪ What are the things
I'm missing? ♪
♪ I think it's time I knew ♪
♪ I want to learn
About love, love, love ♪
♪ From you, you, you ♪
Her face...
Her cousin. She looks
an awful lot like Nicolette.
You mean--
Don't be silly.
Uh, some actress?
♪ Making you my own
My own, my own ♪
♪ What are the things
I'm missing? ♪
♪ I think it's time I knew ♪
♪ I want to learn
About love, love, love ♪
♪ From you, you, you ♪
That did it!
You mean you've got her placed?
Of course.
Her mannerisms
are like La Tour's.
Why, of course.
Why didn't I--
Say, that gives me an idea.
Yeah?
That's the girl
for your picture.
No. That's over
and done with.
Forgotten, finished
and through.
All right, don't
fog your glasses.
Besides, she'd never do it.
Why?
She doesn't like pictures. Her
family would never let her.
Never, never.
What, with all that talent?
She just uses it to entertain
her friends like us.
Too bad too.
Think where that'll
put you with J.B.
if you could salvage
the picture.
Yeah...yeah, well, uh...
Let's go over and talk to her.
Okay.
But remember...
Yeah?
Don't mention pictures.
Don't tell me
what to do.
You've been getting me
into trouble since we were kids.
From now on, I'm gonna
do things my way!
Your high blood pressure.
Yeah.
I haven't got
high blood pressure.
I enjoyed your singing
very much, Miss Olivia.
Rochelle.
Rochelle.
And I enjoy singing
so much for such a,
how you say,
hunk of man?
Ahem. Shall we have a drink?
Yeah.
Oh, no, this is
out of the question.
Even thinking of it
gives me the goose pimples.
Yeah, but Rochelle,
Doug is talking about a test.
Wouldn't you like to see
what you look like in pictures?
Hmm.Oui.
That'll be nice to send home
to your family.
Ah,oui.That
is most interesting.
This I would like.
Splendid, how about tomorrow?
Tomorrow? Uh...
Is that a good time for you
to make this teasing?
Testing.
Testing.
Oh, John won't
make it. I, uh...
I have another
director who--
Oh, no, that
is impossible.
It wouldn't make
any difference, Rochelle.
You want to bet?
With someone else,
I would be so scared
that my hair
would stand on their ends!
No, no, no, no, no--
Wouldn't you do it for Doug?
Ah, forMonsieurDoug.Oui.
Withplaisir.
But only if you make the test.
N'est-ce pas?
Mr. Gayle.
Is Miss O'Leary here?
In the drawing room, sir.
"The house."
"The little house."
Bonjour.Hello.
Bonjour, monsieur.
Hello, mister.
Hello.
Blossom test
was great, great!
I knew it would be okay
if you made it.
Doug wants to
sign you right away.
But I refuse, huh?
Definitely.
This isimpossible.
At first.
Oh,mais oui.
Gradually, you weaken.
But only because you like him.
Finally, you'll do it.
If you direct.
What if Doug won't go for that?
Oh, he will,
stop worrying.
You sound like
a grandmother.
Feel as though I were.
Suppose he won't bother--
Pardon, sir.
For Miss O'Leary.
Miss Olivia, sir.
Thanks, Wilson.
Must have sent it
by carrier pigeon.
"Will you do with the honor of
dining with me tomorrow night?"
I will, huh?
Certainly,
you're anxious to see him.
Remember, you like him.
I do.
Well, that doesn't matter.
The important thing is he
thinks you do. Let's call him.
Well, you like him,
don't you?
Of course I do.
He's my best friend.
I ought to take a look
at my flowers,
so I'd know what
to thank him for.
They're roses, of course.
Doug has no imagination.
Oh,mais oui.
Thank you so much for
your beautiful bouquet.
And your beautiful package
with the message.
Thank you.
Good morning, Hilda!
Good morning, sir.
Lovely Sunday, isn't it?
Yes, sir.
Miss Olivia having breakfast?
No, sir. She left
early this morning.
For Arrowhead.
It must be a lovely day there.
Yeah.
And with that
nice Mr. Hyde.
Is that you, Mary?
No, it's not.
These came for Mary and I want
to put them in water.
Aren't they beautiful?
Just peachy. Her room must
look like a mausoleum.
What's eating you?
Your plan's going like
a Swiss clock, isn't it?
Or a Swiss cheese.
It's full of holes.
What do you think
she's gonna look like
when the picture starts?
Up until all hours,
every night.
Why don't you tell her
to sign the contract?
Tell her?
I can't even catch her!
Ciro's with Doug.
Tennis with Doug.
The Bowl with Doug!
But when I kept her up
teaching her something
for her own good, kept
falling asleep like a dormouse.
Maybe she likes Doug.
Well, sure she does.
What are you looking
so smug about?
You kinda like him
yourself.
I always thought that,
one day, you and he would--
John, you have
an abundance of imagination.
Maybe. I'm sorry.
What for? Mary couldn't
happen to a nicer guy.
I wish them
all kinds of luck.
Oh, and John?
Don't look now,
but your jealousy's showing.
Well!
Well, Jean!
I am so glad that
you are still awake.
Drop that
phony accent!
And stop that.
Champagne.
Champagne, that is.
Well, I finally agreed
to sign the contract.
Finally is
the word for it.
But I did everything just like
you told me to do.
I had to be talked into it,
and I was.
But only if you direct
the picture!
What did
he say to that?
He's gone back to the studio
to talk to J.B.
Does he live there?
Practically.
Everything's going
as you planned, isn't it?
Aren't you happy?
Yeah. g*y as May.
Maybe you'll be able
to get to bed.
By the time
the picture starts,
you'll look like a fugitive
from a dark belfry.
Yeah. Doug did ask me to go
to a dinner dance tomorrow.
After you'd agreed
to sign?
You know, I don't think
it's all campaign with him.
I think
he really likes me.
You or Rochelle Olivia?
Yeah.
He's so handsome.
And such a nice guy.
I feel like a crumb
fooling him.
You're not fooling him!
You're acting the part to
convince him that you can do it.
And if you come through,
it will put him
on top of the heap.
You know, I keep
telling myself that.
That I'm doing it
just for his own good.
Oh, you do.
Well, what about me?
You?
Why, John,
I owe you everything.
My first duty
is to you.
Duty? Hm.
Well, what else
do I owe you?
Oh, nothing.
Nothing at all.
Certainly not
your interest.
Definitely not your time.
That's for Doug.
Dear old Doug,
for his own good.
But I who found you,
educated you,
who worked myself
to the point of exhaustion
to make you a star--
Just a minute, schmo!
Let's don't get
this thing tangled.
Making me a star
wasn't the pitch.
This whole clambake was to
get you back in pictures.
Now that you're almost there,
do I get any thanks?
No! Do I get a pat
on the back? Mm-mm.
Just the usual stingin',
that's all.
You got a nice,
even disposition.
Always mad.
Just because I
wanna be with Doug,
who's a nice, kind,
considerate guy
like you wouldn't
know from,
you make a noise like
a jealous husband, I never--
Oh, John, you're not--
You're not j--
Point k*ller.
Hello,oui.
I think of you
all the time, Doug.
Have you talked to,
uh,MonsieurJ.B., no?
This is most unlucky.
Then I cannot
do this contract.
You'll be talking with
MonsieurJ.B. again, no?
Then that make me
very happy.
I will wait.
I don't think it'll
do much good, Rochelle,
but if you say so,
I'll try.
All right.
Anything you want,
darling, and--
Will you dream of me?
You will?
Good night, darling.
Now what?
I, uh, just talked
to Rochelle, J.B.
And she said
she just won't sign
unless John Gayle
does the picture.
You know what I toldyou before, don't you?
Yes, sir.
But, look, J.B.,
John Gayle doesn't
wanna direct anymore,
but he says he'll do it
as a favor for us.
The only favorhe can do for me
is take a long walk
on a short pier.
Yes, sir.
Rochelle is absolutely adamant,
J.B.
But Gayle promises to play ball
with us this time, if only--
After all, he did win
a few Oscars for us, didn't he?
The answer is no, sir.
Yes, sir.
Rochelle is going back
to France, J.B. She says--
I don't care what she says,
I say no!
Yes, sir.
Listen, J.B.,
Rochelle is packing.
Packing?
Guess I'll have
to handle this.
Yes, sir.
Sign this.
Hold it!
Thank you!
Just one more, folks.
Oh, Mr. Gayle, you're--
Oh, I'm sorry.
Ah, that's it.
Now, hold it!
Thank you.
I hope you'll be very
happy here, Miss Olivia.
I am hoping so too.
But if I should miss
my own country too much,
I have here
my dear friends,
Doug and John.
We are...
How do you say...
Insufferable?
No, inseparable,
Rochelle.
But, that is what
I say, no?
Well, we better get you
started at wardrobe.
Oui. Au revoir.
May I have one more picture,
Mr. Gayle, please?
Right there, hold it!
Thanks a lot.
Oh, uh, Doug, set the picture up
for me at 3, will you, fellow?
And send Stark to my office
with those sketches.
How did you wangle it?
Getting Gayle
on the lot again?
Well, I just told J.B.
that John was the only director
for this picture.
That is, unless he did it,
I wouldn't touch the thing.
What could he do?
♪ Night ♪
♪ Sings a lonely serenade ♪
♪ As I walk alone ♪
♪ With my kisses on parade ♪
♪ My lips are uninspired ♪
♪ My arms are tired ♪
♪ Of love's ♪
♪ Masquerade ♪
♪ Night ♪
♪ Knows the way
I really feel ♪
♪ And the song will change ♪
♪ When I meet with my ideal ♪
♪ Until that happy day ♪
♪ He holds me tight ♪
♪ The night ♪
♪ Sings a lonely ♪
♪ Serenade ♪
♪ Until that happy day ♪
♪ He holds me tight ♪
♪ The night ♪
♪ Sings a lonely ♪
♪ Serenade ♪
I think J.B.
will like that.
If the rest of scenes
in the picture
are as good
as that, mmm!
Save it, Mac.
John, I'm so glad--
Oh, Jean, I am so happy that
you are pleased
and everything has come out
just as you want.
It sure has, baby.
Now you get over to publicity.
They're putting on a campaign
that'll put you in every home...
like a breakfast food.
Oui.
But tonight?
Tonight?
You know, the first day
of the picture celebration--
Better tell Louisa
I won't be home for dinner.
- I got hours of work.
- But, you--
You and I--
You and I'll be together
on the whole picture.
Now, be a good girl,
don't hold up production.
Hi.
How does it feel to be all
signed, sealed and delivered?
Great, I guess.
From Doug.
Lovely.
You were right about
John, Louisa.
My brain must be
all thumbs to think
that I could ever
mean anything to him.
Don't tell me.
He's won his point, now he's
giving you the quick brush-off.
And I was so sure
I was getting somewhere.
The other night,
I thought he was jealous of me.
But I guess
he was temperamental.
Take my advice, baby,
it's free and worth it.
Forget John.
Doug's such a sweet human guy
who's crazy about you.
He doesn't even know
Mary O'Leary.
When the time
comes to tell him,
he'll probably hate her.
Besides, he won his point
too, you know?
Probably won't be calling like--
You answer it.
Hello.
How are you, Doug?
Yes, she's here,
pretty tired.
Oh, not too
tired for that.
She'd love to.
Sure. See you.
You're having dinner with
your producer, cherub.
That guy's something you could
count on beside your fingers.
Yeah, he is swell.
That's an understatement.
He's sincere, loyal,
kind, considerate,
everything
a woman could want.
Then, uh, why don't
you want him?
I? Oh, I told you,
the only way I'd be happy
in marriage is as a widow.
Probably. Go on now,
put your things away,
get in the hot tub and wash off
that dreary expression.
Yeah.
I'll turn on
the other drips.
Evening, Wilson.
Good evening, sir.
Is Miss Olivia...
Miss Olivia left you a note.
She left a--
I'm delivering flowers.
Really?
I thought you'd come
to trick or treat.
Take those upstairs.
Good night.
Oh, Mr. Gayle,
I presume.
What a domestic item.
Fire, robe and the funnies.
Fancy finding you at home
of an evening when
you're sh**ting a picture.
I was tired.
Thought I'd get to bed
for a change.
Something on your mind? You
should pardon the expression.
No. No, I, uh...
I was just...
Mary upstairs?
Uh-uh, she's out.
With Doug, I suppose?
Why not?
Why not?
Why do you suppose
why not?
She's working. She's in
the middle of a picture.
Hasn't she been good?
Magnificent. Great.
She can't keep up
like this.
No actress can burn
the candle at both ends.
Nobody can burn 'em
in the middle.
What a comic.
While I'm devoting
every waking hour
to making this picture
for her and Doug.
Couldn't you see to it
she keeps her looks?
Oh, she looks fine.
She only went to that big
press party at the Sultan Club.
Strictly business.
Oh, why'd Doug
have to take her?
Why don't you go
and find out?
Me? Rot!
Where are you going?
To bed.
Oh, uh, Rochelle,
may I present
Mr. Starr,
Broadway's most famous--
Oh,monsieurStarr. I have
heard this name before, no?
You are the famous, uh,
how do you say? Plagiarist.
I say something wrong?
You did not write
these plays?
You mean playwright,
Rochelle.
A plagiarist steals ideas.
Steals?
This is terrible.
I hope you
will forgive.
Certainly, provided
you do a song for us.
This I will do.
You are most kind to forgive.
Oh, John.
This is a surprise to
see you at this party.
Rochelle--
Now I know,
you are here
so these nice people
can write you down
in the newspapers for publicity.
Ladies and gentlemen
of the press,
may I present
Miss Rochelle Olivia,
who will sing a song for us,
"Let's Fall in Love."
♪ Let's fall in love ♪
♪ Why shouldn't
We fall in love? ♪
♪ Our hearts are made of it
Let's take a chance ♪
♪ Why be afraid of it? ♪
♪ Let's close our eyes ♪
♪ And make our own paradise ♪
♪ Little we know of it
Still we can try ♪
♪ To make a go of it ♪
♪ We might have been
Meant for each other ♪
♪ To be or not to be ♪
♪ Let our hearts discover ♪
♪ Let's fall in love ♪
♪ Why shouldn't
We fall in love? ♪
♪ Now is the time for it
While we are young ♪
♪ Let's fall in love ♪
♪Cherie,let's fall ♪
♪ In love ♪
Well, that was wonderful,
Rochelle, wonderful.
Yes, wonderful.
I want to
talk to you.
Excuse me,monsieur.
What do you
want me to do?
What do you mean "do"?
Stop looking at me as if
I'd set fire to my grandmother,
I just want
to talk to you.
Who are you kidding? Since you
started work on the picture,
you haven't had time for a word
that wasn't direction.
Maybe because
out of the studio,
you haven't time to listen
to anyone except Doug.
I was supposed to make him
think I liked him.
Yes.
"It's unimportant
whether you do,
make him think you do."
That's what you said, isn't it?
That I did.
You're running it into the
ground like a-- Like a subway.
You've got the contract,
we're doing the picture,
you don't go on
stringing him.
Just like that?
Now you got what you want,
I'm to tell Doug to step
in the front of a steamroller.
Listen, Mary...
Well, I got news for you,
brother, I'm not stringing him.
I like his liking me.
And now that I've made him
think I like him, I do.
You're making Hollywood think
you're in love.
Well, maybe I am.
Why, are you silly?
You're giving yourself romantic
notions you haven't time for.
What do you know
about love?
Ah, get him.
I'll tell you what
I know about love.
I was in love once,
head over heels in love,
for the first time
in my life.
And guess who with?
You.
Yeah, you.
That's a laugh,
isn't it?
The most selfish,
cold-blooded, egotistical
stuffed shirt
that ever put himself
6 feet above
contradiction.
Why, Mary,
I had no idea--
You never had an idea in your
life that concerned anybody
but the great
John Gayle.
And there are
a few other things
that ought to be
brought to your attention.
You might have picked
me up in a carnival, chum,
but for my dough, you couldn't
get a job there if a fix was in.
Why, you're lower
than the midgets
and colder than
the snake pit.
Your head is so big you couldn't
get it in a lion's mouth!
Why, you couldn't be a real guy
if-if you did imitations.
I'd be back there doing
exactly what I was doing
if I thought there was
a chump's chance
of ever getting
to be like you.
Mary, listen to me.
But I'm gonna
stay me, you see.
If I have to be Rochelle Olivia
for the rest of my life,
just don't forget that
Mary O'Leary is underneath.
Yeah, Mary O'Leary
from the black top show
of a rag trick, remember?
That's who I am
and that's who I'm gonna be.
And if I live to be as old
as an elephant,
I'll never be anyone else.
What a scoop!
Where are the telephones?
Over here, come on.
Follow me.
What a score!
Yeah?
Just heard what happened
at the press party.
I'm writing
my resignation now, J.B.
Okay.
When you get it finished,
file it under "Experience."
- Don't you want it?
- What for?
You've got a picture
to finish.
Then you haven't heard. Rochelle
isn't French, she's just--
Got somebody better
for the picture?
Well, no, but...
It'll be all over
the papers tomorrow, J.B.
Thousands of dollars'
worth of publicity
that we don't
have to pay for.
Yeah.
Yeah, you're right, J.B.
Break Gayle's contract
on fraud.
Hold her to hers,
and tell her we expect her
on the set
in the morning.
Yes, sir.
Where are you going?
Back to the carnival.
I was just
writing Louisa.
Oh, Doug, you just
got to forgive me.
I wouldn't hurt you
for anything in the world.
I don't believe
you would, Mary.
And I-I haven't really
been hurt, I guess.
J.B. refused to accept
my resignation.
He expects you on the set
first thing in the morning.
You mean they want me
to go on with the picture?
You're a great actress, Mary,
and a great gal.
You don't even know me.
I don't-- Heh.
I know that you weren't
raised in a swimming pool,
and that your old man
was taken drunk now and then.
You knew?
Why didn't you tell me?
Well, I... I figured you'd have
more confidence this way.
That's why I clipped
John tonight,
for making
you tip your hat.
Oh, Doug.
Well.
Clinch and fade out, hmm?
Yeah. Mary's fading out.
Mary?
Mary.
Goodbye, John.
It's been weird
knowing you.
You don't have to tell me
she can do it, Doug.
I don't understand it.
I know she can do better.
I've seen the stuff
Gayle shot.
Ever since I have started
directing that girl,
she's so listless.
So apathetic.
She needs adrenaline.
Maybe the kid's sick.
Nonsense. The studio doctor
gave her a thorough examination.
Is she getting enough sleep?
Those circles
under her eyes...
Maybe she needs
more vitamins.
Maybe it's psychological.
I don't know. I wish I did.
I thought you guys
might have some ideas.
Ha, I wish I did.
Well, we'd better
break it up.
All right, let's get
back to work.
Look, Doug, I'm sorry, but it's
getting to be quite a problem.
Yes, J.B.?
Just saw that last stuff
shot by Whittaker, Doug.
Maybe Olivia should be
in a carnival.
But she's trying, J.B.
I know she is.
I just can't put my finger
on what's the matter.
Well, you'd better
or the finger's on you.
Yes, sir.
Doug.
Louisa.
Gee, it's good to see you.
How have you been?
Worried.
I'm sorry to bother you
when you're busy,
but you're the only person
besides me who understood John.
Well, I have to talk to you.
He's not ill?
No, he hasn't slept well
or eaten very much
in the past weeks,
but I wouldn't say he was ill.
He's drinking?
No more than usual.
Oh, then why couldn't--
Well, for one thing...
He's sorry about the trick
he played on you.
Oh, Louisa. Heh.
He told you that
and you believe him?
Well, that's just it.
He isn't just saying it,
he means it.
He's sincerely sorry.
Did you ever hear of John
being either sincere or sorry?
No.
I know it's hard to believe,
but he's actually
charitable and humble.
Even affectionate.
Has me worried to death.
I can understand that.
Sounds like sort of
a mental disintegration.
Yes, or...
Or love.
Love? John?
You mean...
Mary?
Yes. I believe that
John's in love with her.
And unless I'm very much
mistaken, Doug...
Mary's in love with him.
Mary. Mary.
Well...
No, you're not
mistaken, Louisa.
Not at all. I...
I'm sorry, Doug.
There's nothing tougher
than doing a solo in a romance.
Yeah.
I know.
You, Louisa?
Well, I have to be
running along, Doug.
See you.
Louisa.
Yes, Doug?
What are you doing tonight?
What I've been doing for
a long time, waiting for you.
Yes. What is it, Doug?
I think the picture's
going to be all right, J.B.
In fact, I think
everything is.
- Morning, Mr. Gayle.
- Morning, Mr. Gayle.
All set?
Yes, sir.
Camera ready?
All set, John.
Miss Olivia here?
Yes, Mr. Gayle.
She's coming down.
I haven't told her yet.
We're ready for rehearsal.
Watch your step there.
This is the
"Learn About Love" number.
Watch the cable here.
Watch your dress.
All right, let's hold
the g*n, everybody.
All right, settle down!
All right, settle down.
Quiet!
Await rehearsal.
Stand by with playback.
You fellows be quiet, will you?
Come on, kids. Ready?
All right, come on.
All right,
hit the playback.
♪ I want to learn
About love from you ♪
♪ I do, I do, I do ♪
♪ I want to learn
What a kiss can do ♪
♪ From you, from you
From you ♪
You really think
this is the answer, Doug?
I don't know,
but at any rate,
John's the man for the picture.
Yeah.
If he doesn't
cause trouble again.
He won't. He's a changed man.
I've talked to him.
♪ Love, love, love
From you ♪
♪ You, you ♪
Entrez.
Mademoiselle.
Oh, MonsieurBill.
That is such
a surprise.
Cut, cut! Cut it!
Cut it! Cut it! Cut it!
Stop it! Stop it!
Stop it!
Are you paralyzed?
And you're not
much better.
I saw the stuff
they shot of you last week,
and there is nothing
wrong with your acting...
that a miracle
wouldn't cure.
There's your changed man.
This part calls
for some emotionalism,
so will you please try to act
as if you're still alive?
Now I'll be Bill.
And if it's not
too much effort,
remember, you're
in love with me.
In love.
Now go on back.
Mademoiselle.
Ah,MonsieurBill.
That is such
a surprise.
Mary.
John.
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Slightly French (1949)
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The older Classic's that just won't die. Everything from before 1960's.
The older Classic's that just won't die. Everything from before 1960's.