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Then why do they still write me fan letters and beg for my photographs?
- I haven't time to listen. - I'll make it short.
All right, Mr DeMille, I'm ready for my close-up.
- Madame is waiting. - For me?
I'm free every evening and weekend. We could work at your place.
Madame's doctor. Madame has moments of melancholy.
I'll say, this is solid gold.
Now suppose you proofread page ten while the water boils, OK?
What's that?
I remember my walls were covered with black patent leather.
Well, as long as the lady's paying for it, why not take the vicuÒa?
It's too much of you. They don't want you in every scene.
Roll 'em. Speed.
- Excuse me. - There's a great part for Bill Demarest.
I don't need any clothes and I don't want you buying them for me.
Our number must be similar to the number of the pound.
- Who asked you to? - I did.
''Forgotten star a slayer. ';
I'll do it again. I'll do it again!
- How are you? - Hi, Joe.
I can't go on with this scene, I'm too happy.
ready for those cameras that would never turn.
Norma Desmond's coming to see Mr DeMille.
The great-grandson of King Kong maybe.
and the wind wheezing through that organ once in a while.
Depends whether it's "Donald Duck" or "Joan of Arc".
Look at this street.
May I come in, Joe? I've stopped crying.
they never heard of you.
...starving for a white shoulder. - Phillip, you're mad.
I'll have the bellhop take care of your luggage. Just register it here.
- Good. - Why good? I miss him terribly.
It was made tougher with her around all the time, hovering over me,
Keep quiet back there!
We shut off the gas in Madame's bedroom.
Press play to hear how I feel... Happy Valentine's Day Skippy
- She still gets those fan letters. - Don't look closely at the postmarks.
He wants me to come on to Arizona.
Yes, you can. Put my old clothes and my typewriter in my suitcase.
This one had it in spades.
It does?
He was a smart producer with a set of ulcers to prove it.
- Sure. This'll go on all night. - No, I mean a couple of weeks?
- Please! - Come on.
- I will now kiss that nose of yours. - If you please.
Nothing, honest.
I didn't realise what it would be like coming back to the studio.
There have been some attempts at suicide.
Don't be silly. Here. I was going to give it to you at midnight.
- You'll like it here. - I've my own apartment.
Are you trying to be funny, because I'm out of laughs. I need a job.
As I drove back towards town, I took inventory of my prospects.
Intimate, isn't it?
her cigarette clamped in a curious holder.
- That'll be all Miss Kramer... Schaefer. - Goodbye, Mr Gillis.
I didn't know where I was going. I just had to get out of there.
My 18 suits, my custom-made shoes, the six dozen shirts,
Of course you do. A tuxedo, tails and, if you aren't careful, a cut-away.
Ever see so much junk? She had the ceiling brought from Portugal.