Slightly French (1949)

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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.