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>> First thing
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That article appeared in the Daily
Express, Lord Beaverbrook's newspaper.
>> Oh, thank you.
>> Thank you, Miss B.
>> Thank you.
The old boy thought the one about
cabinet minister's wives was going a bit
far, so I sold it to the Daily Mail
instead.
>> Debunking celebrities seems to be your
ruling passion, Miss Graham.
>> Well, it sells newspapers, doesn't it?
>> This one has a kind of broad appeal to
it. Given a choice in these hard times,
would a wife take a car or a baby?
>> A car, of course.
Stage Door Johnny's by a London chorus
girl. Don't tell me you were a chorus
girl, too, Miss Grant.
>> I couldn't very well have written that
article if I hadn't been, could I?
>> I thought you said that you uh I mean
that you were born.
>> Oh, well, even a duchess can join the
chorus if she has the legs. Mr. Wheeler.
No, I just went in to get background for
my story. That's all.
>> Funnily enough, that's where I met Lord
Donagle.
>> Who's he?
my fianceรฉ, the Marquis of Donoval. He
came to the show one night and without
even knowing who I was, he sent a note
round afterwards. As a matter of fact, I
really felt rather proud of myself. I
let him take me out to supper and of
course when he found out who I was, he
thought the whole thing was a huge joke.
>> And are you still going to marry Lord
Donal?
>> Certainly eventually.
Uh his mother is the one I can't
stomach. the old daajger martioness. So
Don thought perhaps a few months in the
states sort of cool off a bit, you know,
and uh when I meet her again, perhaps
I'll find I don't mind her so much.
So you see, I do hope you can find
something worthwhile for me here, Mr.
Wheeler.
>> Get me Fred Johnson at the mirror.
>> Yes, sir.
You certainly write a good story, Miss
Graham. Johnson is the managing editor
of The Mirror. They take a lot of our
features.
Fred, is it hot enough for you? Listen,
I have a girl here, a lady.
That's what I said.
>> Who? Sheila Graham.
>> Yes, John. Yeah.
No, I've never heard of her.
>> You will hear of her, Fred. And another
thing, this girl knows everybody. Friend
of Lord Beaverbrooks. Everybody under
the sun. Prince of Wales.
Certainly she does.
>> Read all about it. Mrs. Wallace Simpson
granted divorce paper. Rebel Plains bomb
Madrid. Read all about it. New feature
starts today. Rachel Graham's column is
marriage obsolete.
>> Sheila, my love, my wife called me and
said that if I ever mention your name in
our house again, she's calling a lawyer.
>> You mean your wife read the story?
>> Sheila, everyone's wife has read the
story. I'm having trouble with mine
convincing her I didn't do the
>> Here comes John. Be brave now, Sheila.
And if you need any help,
>> don't call us.
>> Woody, Frank,
>> how are Well, uh, we have to catch a
train. Merry Christmas.
>> Merry Christmas, John. Merry Christmas.
>> Merry Christmas.
>> Merry Christmas, John.
>> I trust it will be a merry one.
>> This is quite a story, Sheila.
Unfortunately, it is in an opposition
paper.
>> Well, I did offer it to the mirror
first.
>> Who cheats the most in marriage? I see
you have the English as odds on
favorite.
>> Well, I do know them best. You know,
>> Germans are too stodgy. Frenchmen make
no secret of it.
>> If it were not for the fact that the
main occupation of American women is
alimony, Americans would cheat the most.
>> That's the real reason Johnson fired me.
He's paying three alimmonies.
>> Well, I must say you do sell newspapers.
>> I warned you I would.
>> Sheila, I have a little Christmas
present for you.
a year's contract.
>> Well, thank you, John,
but I'm not sure. I've had a letter from
Donnagor begging me to go back.
>> I'll terminate the contract the day you
get married if that's what's bothering
you.
>> No.
>> Meanwhile, I'll raise your salary.
>> By how much?
>> Double what you got on the mirror.
>> Sheila, I want you to do a column. from
Hollywood.
>> Hollywood?
You know, John, I think I might like
that.
>> It's a deal.
>> No, no, no, Jack. That's all wrong.
Well, you can do as you please, of
course, but I'm not going to borrow from
our studio. I'm handling that in my own
way, personally. All right, Jack. I'll
talk to you later. See you.
Well, how are you?
>> Very well, thank you, Mr. Harris. How
are you?
>> Fine. Won't you sit down?
>> Yes.
>> I'm glad you could come over.
>> I'm glad I could get in. [laughter]
>> I must say, you're a very controversial
figure this morning.
>> Harry, if you want me after you've
talked to New York, I'll be on stage 10.
>> Oh, bye, Sheila.
>> Goodbye, Harry. Thank you. It
>> was a pleasure.
Will you come over to stage 10 with me,
Sheila?
>> Oh, yes. Yes, I'd love to.
>> I'd like you to watch some scenes we're
shooting for the picture of the Yis.
>> Oh, yes. The cow that kicked over the
lamp that burned Chicago.
Janet Pierce.
>> I'm curious, Sheila. What have you got
against Janet Pierce?
>> Personally, nothing whatsoever.
>> And why did you take that unnecessary
slap at her in your column?
>> Oh, I merely stated the well-known truth
that she can't act.
You know, Sheila, you're in a position
now where a thing like that in your
column can do a great deal of harm, even
to a star as well established as Ganon.
>> Should I consider that a compliment or a
spanking?
>> I'd like you to consider it a uh
responsibility.
You're a member of the community now.
You can afford to be a little
constructive, too, you know.
>> All right. I suppose I can. Although I
think you have an exaggerated idea of
the power of my column, I understand
Miss Pierce is sizzling at the box
office.
>> Fortunately for the studio,
that is true.
>> The Coopers are having a few people over
after dinner tonight. Why don't you come
to our house for a bite to eat first and
we'll drive over together.
>> I'd love it, but I don't know whether
the Coopers would love it.
>> Of course they would. Oh, Ronnie Coleman
will be coming. You know him, of course.
>> Yes, slightly.
>> And Janet Pierce, she'll be going.
>> Well, you're very kind. I'd love to.
>> Good.
They're rehearsing.
Janet, uh, when you look in the mirror
and see Dion standing there, pick it up
a little bit quicker.
Please, this will be a take.
>> Camera,
>> roll a take,
>> Steve.
>> Get out of here.
>> Now, Val, listen to me because I'VE GOT
TO TALK.
>> LOOK, LISTEN TO ME, PAL.
>> NO.
>> Will you
>> LISTEN TO ME?
[screaming] NO. HELP. EDDIE, WILL YOU
GET OUT? WILL YOU LOOK?
OKAY.
>> What's the matter, Janet? The scene was
going beautifully. Why did you stop?
>> Sorry, Bill. There's a visitor on this
set.
>> Sure. Sheila Graham.
>> I know who it is. When she leaves, I'll
be in my dressing room.
>> Janet. Janet.
Darling, the dailies this morning were
wonderful. And you
you were just great.
>> Oh, thank you.
>> I have Sheila Graham here.
>> Oh, here on the set.
>> Yeah. Wants to do a story on you. Oh,
Sheila.
>> Hello, Miss Pierce. Tell me, Miss
Graham, how did a girl as pretty as you
are ever get to be the biggest witch in
Hollywood? And that word is spelled with
a capital B.
>> Janet. Well, Miss Graham,
not the biggest, Miss Pierce. The second
biggest.
>> Oh, Stan, why do you bring these stray
cats onto the set?
>> Yeah.
Heat. Heat.
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Not the biggest gem. The second biggest
I'll only be a minute.
Shayla.
>> John.
Oh, John.
>> Oh, forgive me. I'm just so happy to see
you. If
>> you're any happier, I'd need Waterway.
>> Oh, I'm sorry, John. I I just needed
that. I've been feeling sorry for myself
all day. You're the only one in
Hollywood feeling sorry for Sheila Gray.
>> Do sit down, John.
>> I can't stay. Just dropped in on my way
to the airport to give you a word of
warning.
>> Sheila, darling, if you go on attacking
people, you're going to get the door
slammed in your face once and for all,
and that's no good for columnists.
>> But John, I write about Hollywood as I
see it, and if I choose to attack it,
that's my privilege. I'm a reporter.
>> I don't mind my columnists being
controversial. That sells papers. But
when they're controversial,
controversial, that spells trouble.
>> Well,
>> some of the publishers who've been
running your column are threatened with
the loss of advertising. Now, please let
up a little.
>> Well, all I know is that the sure road
to failure is to try to please everybody
and still write a good column.
>> You know what I mean, Sheila, ease up.
>> Barely time to catch my plane for San
Francisco.
>> Oh, John, must you go now?
>> I'll be back in about 10 days.
>> All right. Now, if you're a good girl
and follow my advice, I may be able to
get [snorts] you a weekly radio
broadcast like Luella has.
>> Now, keep that to yourself.
>> Yes. All right.
>> Goodbye, John.
>> Cut.
>> You know, I knew you were writing this
series of shorts, but I didn't know you
were acting in them.
>> Oh, they needed a note talent actor.
>> Oh, come on.
>> Leave.
>> Yes, on Sunday. Listen, got any choice
tidbits for my column?
>> No, but I'm giving a party tomorrow
night. I want you to come.
>> Oh, Bob, I'd love to, but honestly, I've
been showing Dawn the town for the last
two weeks, and I'm exhausted.
>> Oh, come on. Come on. It's somebody's
birthday. Oh, enough things might happen
to fill your column for a week.
>> We're ready for you, Mr. Carter.
>> Oh, yes. Thank you. Uh, no, please. It's
a fun party. Don't go away.
>> No. All right.
>> Roll at you. Today we're going to take
up the ordinary household problem of
opening a can of sardines. Now of course
the intelligent thing to do is to use a
can opener. But if there's no can opener
available, there are many other kitchen
utensils that will do the job. The ice
pick. Simply drive the ice pick into the
tin of sardines
and use a strong knife.
There you are. Now, not only have you
freed the can of sardines, but you also
have your household hint for today. How
to convert a kitchen table into a flower
garden. Cut.
>> Ladies and gentlemen,
Uh, I want to propose a toast
to Scott,
[applause]
>> one of the greatest novelists in the
English language.
>> And I should know because as a
punishment, I was forced to read him
since I was 6 years old. [laughter]
>> I don't mean this impostor.
>> F Scott Fitzgerald. I mean the real
Scott, Sir Walter Scott. [laughter]
And in paying tribute to Sir Walter, the
creator of Ivanho,
and I don't know why we should. Instead,
ladies and gentlemen, let me propose a
toast to the Westchester Power and Light
Company, who shut off my lights and
forced me to come to Hollywood, where I
can afford to give parties like this.
[laughter]
>> Oh, you lucky girl. You're going to
dance with me.
My name is
Heat. Heat.
Stop it. You're making me blush.
>> Am I?
>> Mhm.
>> Have a lovely sensitive face.
As a columnist, you've got to be as
tough as nails.
And you're going to marry a lord, aren't
you?
>> Yes. Yes.
>> Genuine
coronet robes. Yes, certainly. Wear him
every morning for breakfast.
>> That's what you were really brought up
to do.
>> Absolutely.
>> How do you put all that together?
>> Oh, looks, brains,
influence.
And what is it going to be? A duchess?
A lady?
>> A martian.
>> Well, there you are. You see,
>> you're a jigsaw puzzle.
>> Of course I am. I'm incredible.
What are you looking at now? Surely you
found out everything you want to know.
>> Which is the happy one and which is the
sad one?
>> Sad what?
>> I Everybody has a sad eye and a happy
eye.
>> Oh,
well, which is my sad eye?
this one.
>> Thank you very much.
>> I'll tell you something else about eyes.
A gray eye is a sly eye. A brown eye is
a rogish eye. But a true eye is blue.
>> And yours are true blue.
>> Of that there can be no doubt.
>> And yours are brown. There's no doubt
about that either.
What are you going to do about it?
>> Well, under the circumstances, there's
precious little I can do.
>> Have dinner with me.
>> I don't want to lose you.
>> When?
>> Tomorrow.
Hello.
>> Oh, hello, Scott.
>> I'm terribly sorry about this last
minute thing. I'm still at the studio.
>> Stan Harris wants me to stay here and
have dinner with him. We talk about a
new assignment.
>> Of all times, it would have to be
tonight. I'm afraid that takes care of
the evening for us.
Well, perhaps it needn't.
Look, if if you feel like it, why don't
you come by after you finished? I'll
still be up.
>> I'll be there.
>> All right.
Hello, Sheila.
>> Hello, Scott. Come in.
>> Thank you.
>> Well, how did he go with the studio
today?
>> Oh, I don't really know.
I must say he's got a story that I'd
very much like to do.
>> Well, they ought to be jolly lucky to
get you.
>> Well, thanks for the vote of confidence.
He's not quite so sure about me as a
screenwriter.
>> I like your place. It's sweet.
>> Well, thanks. It's
>> Let me give you a drink.
>> No, thanks.
>> Oh, you sure?
>> I'm sure.
That's you.
>> Yes. At the ripe old age of three.
>> Who's this little devil?
>> Oh, that's my brother, Derek.
>> Must be your father. No, no, that's my
grandfather, Sir Richard. It's a picture
taken of his hunting pink. He He was
master of the Devon Stag Hounds. The old
boy was absolutely insane about the
subject. He rode to Hounds until he was
80, I believe.
>> Well, what do you know?
That was when [music] I was presented at
court. Buckingham Palace, you know.
>> Buckingham Palace.
>> Yes.
>> Well, we have
>> Shall we have a look outside
>> of you? Yes.
>> Um,
now you tell me about you. Are there
masses of Fitzgeralds?
>> No, the Minnesota Fitzgeralds are rather
short supply lately. There's just me.
>> I really took this place just for this
view.
>> And weren't you right?
>> There's not much noise up here when one
sleeps soundly.
I I mean, once one's in bed, [music] one
I don't seem to be able to breathe
properly when I'm with you.
>> You know this is a mistake.
>> Yes. Yes, I do.
Okay, hold it right there.
>> Okay, thank you.
>> He's got a great sense of humor.
>> You and Scott have been friends for a
long time, haven't you?
>> I was the best man at his wedding. Oh, I
I guess I know Scott about as well as he
allows any man to know him.
>> Mhm.
He doesn't volunteer much about himself,
does he?
>> No, not much.
>> What's his wife like?
>> Zelda.
>> She was young and and beautiful.
No party was complete without the
glamorous Fitzgerald. Zelda danced on
the tables.
You know, they both dove fully dressed
into that fountain in front of the hotel
plaza.
Oh,
>> where is she now?
Asheville, North Carolina.
>> Are they divorced?
>> No.
>> Zelda's in a sanitarium
for the insane.
>> They have a daughter. She was about 13
when Zelda cracked up and Scott put her
in school.
He had specialists coming in from all
over the country try to help Zelda.
He ran out of money and went on an epic
drunk.
Now the irony, this whole situation.
Here's Scott, one of the most
distinguished novelists in America,
working in Hollywood, taking on any
assignment he can get, struggling to
make enough money to pay the medical
bills and keep his daughter in school.
>> What you care to order now?
[sighs]
>> Who you want? Oh. Um. Oh, I I don't mind
a fruit salad or something.
>> Greetings, friends. I got your message
about lunch. I was tied up with Stan
Harris.
>> Thanks for not making it. I had her all
to myself. I'll see you back at the flea
bag. Huh?
>> Have you had lunch?
>> No, not yet.
>> Oh, I'm due over at MGM. I'm
interviewing Gable.
>> Oh, well, I'll see you to your car.
>> Any news?
>> I got the assignment.
>> Oh, darling, that's wonderful. I
[laughter] knew you would.
>> The fantastic part of it is it's a story
I've been in love with for years. I've
finally got a screenplay to work on that
I think can really turn out. And you
know what else is in it for little old
Fitz? What's it? Money.
Plenty money. Nothing but money.
>> Oh, Scott, it sounds so exciting. When
do you start?
>> Bright and early Monday morning. What do
you say we celebrate? Let's go somewhere
for the weekend.
>> Oh, that's a lovely idea. Isn't there
some desert out there somewhere? Some
mountains or Mexico or something or
other?
>> Got yourself a date?
Yes.
H.
Oh, look at them.
>> Hey, Muchachos.
Oh,
come on. [laughter] Come on. Come on.
They say an author reveals himself
subconsciously in his writings. Do you,
Scott?
>> I suppose I do.
I know so little about you really.
>> Do you know I have never read a single
thing you've written?
>> And you've been presented at Buckingham
Palace,
the king and queen of England with such
a gap in your education.
We'll have to take care of that right
away.
Hello.
>> Can I help you?
>> Yes. Do you have any of the novels of
Fcott Fitzgerald?
>> Oh, I'm sorry. Nothing in stock, but I
can try to get them for you.
>> Oh,
>> do you have any calls for them?
>> Uh, once in a while. Not for some time,
though.
Novels. Who reads good novels today?
Well, now all it is is politics, yogi,
cookbooks. Well, I've got a beautiful
set of balsac out back that the mice are
enjoying. Do you like Fitzgerald?
>> Oh, yes. I'm a great admire of Mr.
Fitzgerald.
>> A good novelist, in your opinion.
>> Oh, yes, in my opinion.
>> Oh, mine, too. Which ones were you
interested in?
>> The Great Gatsby. This Side of Paradise.
Tender as the night. Well, uh, if
there's none about, I can order him from
the publisher for you if you'll give me
your name and address.
>> F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Garden of Anna.
>> My oh my. So it is, Mr. Fitzgerald, I
should have recognized you. This is an
honor. A real honor for me. Oh,
>> thank you very much.
>> Uh, how how many years since your last
novel?
>> Uh, five, six.
>> It's about right.
>> Well, now you must give us more. Many,
many more. Even though the public's a
little slow in buying you right now,
they'll wake up. Then I'll come back to
you. I've seen it happen over and over
again.
>> Well, thank you very much.
>> Goodbye.
>> Goodbye.
Come in Sheilo.
Hello, darling.
>> Hello, Poncho.
>> I'm just finishing up a thing here.
It'll take me one minute.
>> Mhm. Nice. 16 pages of screenplay in one
day. I am very impressed.
>> It's going all right. Not too bad. Not
too bad.
>> You look more attractive every day.
>> Today you look like tomorrow.
Have you got any plans for us for
tonight?
>> Yes, the same as last night to be with
you.
>> There is one thing I want to show you
here in the drama section. Ed
Charlotte's column. They're putting on a
play tonight at the Pasadena Playhouse,
and it's from a short story I wrote
years ago, Diamond as Big as the Rits.
>> Darling, how marvelous. Let's go.
>> Would you like to?
>> Well, of course I'd love to.
>> Well, I I've never read the thing. I
mean, it might not amount to
>> Oh, now, darling, don't be silly. The
Playhouse puts on wonderful things. It
might even go to Broadway. Old Scott,
let's go.
>> We'll do it upright.
>> You wear that beaded evening gown.
>> Yes. All right.
>> I wear black tie,
>> dinner at the truck,
>> of course.
>> And we'll hire a chauffeerdriven
Rolls-Royce.
>> As big as the Ritz.
>> Bigger.
Could I have the date wrong?
>> It doesn't look much like an opening
night.
>> It does look rather dark.
>> Oh, look. Here's someone. Let's ask.
>> Boy, oh boy. Would you like to have
that?
Oh, young man.
>> Yes, sir.
>> Is there a performance here tonight of a
diamond as big as the rits?
>> Oh, yes, sir. We're putting it on the
students. You know, for the students
>> upstairs in the band box.
>> Oh, I see. I guess you could go up if
you like. I'm sure no one would mind.
It's a lovely play.
>> Is it?
What part do you play?
>> Kisman.
>> Oh, that's nice.
Who Who plays your sister Jasmine?
>> Oh, you know the play.
>> Well, yes. I I happen to be the author.
>> The author? F. Scott Fitzgerald.
But I thought I'm very pleased to meet
you, Mr. Fitzgerald.
>> Pleased to meet you, Mr. Fitzgerald.
>> Come on, Billy.
Really? I'm sure it would be all right.
Scott Fitzgerald for crying out loud.
Was I surprised?
>> I'm glad I caught myself in time. I
thought he was dead.
>> Come on, Scott.
Scott.
Oh, God. The water is wonderful. Why did
you come in?
>> I'm a land animal.
>> You look very special.
>> Oh, that's the ocean, darling.
>> How many times have you been in love,
Sheila?
>> Oh, darling. I can't remember in this
heat.
>> Why?
>> Curiosity.
>> Well, let's see now.
Well, there was a title gentleman and he
sent me roses. There was a a captain
[music] of industry.
He invested my money. And there was a
sailor and he took me boating.
You angry, Scott?
>> Don't stop now. You're up to the sailor.
>> Well, I I was just joking.
>> Well, go on.
>> Well, darling, it was all so many years
ago, and I was just a silly girl. And
you know me. You know how I exaggerate.
I exaggerate. I I actually lie now and
then. I I just wanted to see how you'd
react.
>> It's all right. I've been to college. I
can stand a few small truths.
>> Oh, come on, Scott. Be nice.
>> All right.
Nice.
What kind of a girl were you when you
were growing up? I mean, before
the sailor took you boating.
Scott.
>> Glenn.
What kind of a name is that?
Is it a Scotch name? German?
>> I don't know.
>> Your father? What was he in business?
And your mother? What kind of a woman
was she?
>> She died when you were 17. That's what
you said, isn't it?
>> Yes.
>> London.
>> Yes. What part of London?
>> The West End.
>> Oh,
were you were you a
you a little little girl or a a big
little girl?
>> Did you wear pigtails with ribbons on
them? Did you go to nice schools? What
sort of schools?
>> Stop it. Stop it,
>> Shilo.
Sheilo, I'm sorry. There's something
that you don't want to tell me and don't
tell. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
>> Why don't you leave me alone? Why do you
keep questioning me,
>> Sheilo? Because I love you because I
want to know everything about you.
>> Oh, God.
>> I cannot I cannot go online to you.
Not anymore.
I was brought up in an orphanage. I was
born in a slum.
When I was 17, I went to work as a
kitchen maid.
It's all made up. The beautiful rich
mother is so rigid in his big coat. And
even the pictures, they're all fake.
Even my name. It isn't Scotch. It isn't
German. It's just common. Lily Sheil.
That's my name. Lily Sheil.
>> Sheila. Sheila. Why on earth? What
difference does it?
>> Because I didn't want to be drab.
[laughter]
Because I was afraid.
>> Sheila. That's enough. That's enough.
Lots of people don't like their lives,
so they make up lives that they like
better. That's all you did. And all of
it. Every bit of it. Everything that you
were and everything that you are makes
you that much dearer to me.
>> Oh, but Scott, I couldn't go through
life in Lily [crying] Shield.
You You asked me if I wore pigtails.
Big tails. Our heads were shorn. They
were sh to the bone. And I was so ugly.
And I didn't want to be. I wanted to be
beautiful and clever. are.
>> I want to be accepted and to be loved
and to be saved.
>> You are, Sheilo. [crying]
>> All those things you are.
[laughter]
>> I wish I'd known you then. I would have
taken care of you. You could have come
to me.
>> Yes. Where were you then? There was no
one to tell me right from wrong. No one.
>> Stop crying, Sheilo.
I love you very much.
I love you as you are.
As you are.
[music]
[music]
>> [music]
>> My days only begin when you come into
this house. And I'm jealous of every
second spent with anybody else.
It's fine with me.
Let's be hermits together.
We won't go out again till New Year's
Eve.
Not even then.
You know, I felt so lost this evening at
dinner when you and Stan and Bob and
everybody were all discussing the
30-year war. I'm English and you're
discussing English history and I can't
even join in.
You know, I never even went past
elementary school, and I'm hideously
aware of the fact my column isn't even
in grammatical. I'm beginning to hate
the whole thing.
>> Every self-respecting writer feels that
way about his work sometime or other.
>> I've been working for two weeks on the
copy of my first radio broadcast.
I've got to send it to John Wheeler in
New York. And I don't know, every time I
rewrite it, it seems more rubbishy than
the last.
>> Let's have a look at it.
>> Would you, darling?
>> Sure.
>> Are you
You don't mind if I reward it here and
there?
>> No. No, of course not.
>> Put the magazine.
>> Just for instance, huh?
>> Mhm.
>> That's funny.
That's good.
Don't you think it'll be a bit over
their heads?
>> Don't you believe it, Sheila? You give
them your best. They'll love you for it.
Little gossip is all right, but mix it
up. Toss in an idea once in a while.
I'll be afraid to make people use their
minds.
>> Oh, I wish I could learn to use mine. It
hasn't been exposed to a serious idea or
book in its life.
How would you like it if I were to make
out a sort of a reading list? We could
go through some of the really good
books.
Literature, politics, modern and ancient
history.
>> Mhm.
>> You can make notes on what you read and
we we can discuss them together.
>> Oh, could we, darling? I would love
that.
>> Of course we could. Do me good, too.
Beauty of literature is that it's
ageless. You discover that your
longings are universal longings. That
you're not lonely and isolated from
anyone. You belong.
>> Oh, I do so want you to be proud of me.
You know, up up until now, I've always
felt the only thing that I had to be was
beautiful or pretty.
That people would accept me for no other
reason. And there's always been that
fear of being discarded when I grew old.
>> Beautiful young people are accidents of
nature, Sheilo.
Beautiful old people create themselves.
One of the most attractive women I've
ever met was a bell of 80 Winters.
>> Oh, heavens. And the sooner I start my
lessons, the better. [laughter]
>> All right. What do you say we start on
some English literature? a uh good
rousing play by Shakespeare.
>> Well, for the first night, could the
pupil make the choice?
>> And what you got in mind?
>> Well, current literature
with special reference to a passage from
Tender is the night by my favorite
author, F. Scott Fitzgerald.
>> Oh, I'd hardly call him current, but
nevertheless, my loyal little public
proceed.
Nicole smiled at him, making sure that
the smile gathered up everything inside
her, and directed it toward him, making
him a profound promise of herself for so
little, for the beat of a response.
Minute by minute, the sweetness drained
down into her out of the willow trees.
>> Sounds even better now than when I wrote
it.
>> It's those damn willow trees. They'll do
it to you every time. Oh, I suppose
women from 8 to 80 have been throwing
themselves at you as long as you can
remember.
>> Well, you little witch. I suppose you
think a writer has to experience
everything he writes about. I sweated
blood getting that on paper. All you get
out of it is
>> Listen, listen. She stood up and
stumbling over the phonograph was
momentarily against him,
leaning into the hollow of his rounded
shoulder. Why don't you lay off
Fitzgerald and get started on
Shakespeare? Oh,
>> I'll take a living author any day.
>> I knew it. A little knowledge is a
dangerous thing.
>> I absolutely must find the little hollow
in that rounded shoulder. I must.
>> Oh, you must. Well, lesson number one.
>> Oh, no.
>> Don't needle the professor.
>> Is the conference over? Are they ever?
I'll be right back.
>> Adolf Hitler's troops goostepped into
Vienna. Ex-Chancellor Curt Vonusnik was
reported to be under arrest following an
ultimatum by Austrian Nazi leader Arthur
Zeissort. The father and front forces
were disarmed and the swastika was flown
over all public buildings. That's the
world news today.
>> 10 seconds, Miss Graham. Remember, you
have to allow 30 seconds for the switch
over from Chicago. So, wait for my hand
signal.
>> And now to Hollywood and Miss Sheila
Graham with the latest news from
Filmland.
>> [clears throat]
>> Good. Good evening.
This is Sheila Graham from Hollywood.
Mr. Sam Goldwin, who is as well known
for his wit as for his excellent films,
was hunting for a comedy to star Eddie
Canour,
received a call from a writer who told
him he had the perfect comedy for
Canour. Not only was it a good comedy,
the writer insisted, but it also had a
message.
Just write me a comedy, said the witty
Mr. Goldwin. Messages are for Western
Union.
>> Sheilo.
>> Scott. Oh, Scott.
>> Oh, it was a shambles. Oh, I'm so
miserable.
>> Oh, don't be silly, darling. I thought
you were fine.
>> Oh, no. You're lying. And I love you for
it, but I wish you'd been with me.
>> You're a little nervous. Naturally,
anybody would be the first time. Next
week, you'll be okay.
>> That's just it. There isn't going to be
a next week. Mr. Robinson of the network
called from Chicago. They like the
material, but not my voice, and they're
going to use a professional radio
actress.
>> Oh, that's ridiculous.
>> I know. Well, I I argued with them. I
told them that what made me nervous was
the weight. that 30-second delay. But
no, he's set on it. He's going to use an
actress.
>> No, he is he over my dead body. You'll
go right back to Chicago, Sheila, and
you'll do the show from there. Sheila,
there are times when you just have to
fight back.
You'll go to Chicago and you'll do the
show yourself
and I'm going with you.
Oh, that would be wonderful.
>> I feel so completely different when I'm
with you.
>> But Scott, you can't leave your
[clears throat] work for four whole
days.
>> Oh, never mind about that. They can have
conferences until I get back. All they
want. I'm no good in conferences anyway.
I was with them for seven straight hours
today. Talk, talk, talk. Nothing but
confusion. I'm going with you.
>> I'll arrange it.
>> Oh. Oh.
What would I do without you?
>> Hello, Mr. Pton.
>> Hello, Mr. Fitzgerald.
>> Mr. Harrison.
>> Yes, but Mr. Foster's with him right
now.
>> Well, I wonder if I might see him just
for a minute.
>> Well, I'm sure he'll see you.
>> Mr. Fitzgerald is here and would like to
see you for just a moment.
Thank you.
You may go right in.
>> Thank you.
Hello, Sam. Come in,
>> Scott. Hi, Scott.
>> Sam,
I'm sorry to interrupt like this. I just
wanted to tell you going to Chicago for
3 or 4 days.
>> Oh,
>> yeah. I'd like to get away from the
script for a few days. I I think I'm a
little too close to it, but don't worry
about it. I'll be back on Thursday. I'll
check with you.
>> Oh, Scott.
>> Sit down a minute, will you?
>> You excuse us, Sam? Shib.
>> Sit down.
>> As a matter of fact, I was going to talk
to you tomorrow, but since you're going
away, I think I may as well tell you
now.
I've had to make a decision, Scott. I'm
taking you off the picture.
>> What's the matter? You're going to shel
the picture? Not going ahead with it?
No, we're going ahead with a picture
with another writer. I'm sorry.
>> You mean I'm fired?
>> You're a great novelist, Scott, but
screenwriting? Well, frankly, you just
don't seem to have the knack for it. Had
four assignments and you failed on every
one. Four scripts, but not a single
picture. Oh, you write beautiful pros,
Scott, but we can't photograph
adjectives.
I like having you around, but I can't
justify keeping you on sale.
Take my advice.
Go back to writing novels.
>> But you said that you love you loved
what I was doing.
>> Sure, some of it reads great, but it
doesn't sound like dialogue like people
talk. [laughter]
If there's one thing in this world that
I do know, it's it's the voice and the
sound of my own generation.
>> I thought so too on some of it, but it
just doesn't come off.
>> I'm almost through. Let me finish the
script.
>> Scott,
I've got a deadline to meet, a starting
date on the picture. I can't take that
risk.
>> All right. You just tell me how you want
it written and I'll write it.
me tell F. Scott Fitzgerald how to
write.
>> All right, Stan. I'll be seeing you.
>> Scott,
as a novelist, in my opinion, you still
have no equal.
>> Sure. Well, uh, thanks for everything.
>> Best of luck.
Goodbye, Mr.
Miss Sheila Graham. Miss Sheila Graham.
Would you come to the PWA ticket,
please?
>> Thank you,
>> Miss Graham.
>> Yes.
>> This message just came in for you.
>> Oh,
>> you may use the phone in my office if
you'd like to. Oh, that's very kind of
you,
>> darling. It's long distance from New
York. It shouldn't take a minute.
United Airlines flight 3, Bakersfield,
Fresno, Oakland, and San Francisco. Now
loading at gate one. All aboard, please.
>> It was John Wheeler, darling. He's going
to meet us in Chicago, and he's so glad
you're coming. He said it would be like
old times. I'll have a brandy, please,
just for the take off.
>> I'll have another double gin just for
the takeoff.
[laughter]
>> Scott, what are you doing? I've never
seen you drink.
>> So, you're seeing me now.
>> Scott, what's the matter with you?
Please tell me.
>> Nothing's the matter with me.
Everything's for the best in the best of
all possible worlds. And another time
around, Charlie.
>> Oh no. Please, God. Please, darling,
tell me what's wrong.
>> No, I don't.
>> PWA flight 6 to Albuquerque, Kansas
City, and Chicago. Now loading at gate
three. All aboard, please.
>> Let's go.
Let's fly.
Let's fly.
>> Oh, Scott, please, if you're going to be
any help to me at all.
>> Would you care for a magazine?
>> No, but I'd certainly like to sell
something. Do you know who I am? No sir,
I don't have my passenger list with me.
>> Never mind, I'll tell you. I am F. Scott
Fitzgerald, and she is Sheila.
>> Scott, please, for heaven's sake,
stop it.
Sir,
do you know who I am?
>> Nope. Who are you?
>> I am F. Scott Fitzgerald.
Surely you've heard of my books, The
Great Gatsby.
Uh, plenty of others, haven't you?
>> Oh, yes, of course I've heard of you.
You
>> see there? Heard me.
He's heard of me.
>> How about you, sir? Have you heard of
me?
>> Can't say as I ever have.
>> You're fired.
You're fired.
>> F. Scott Fitzgerald.
>> I'm so thrilled to meet my favorite
author in person.
I never thought I'd be speaking to you
of all people. I've always visualized
you as being just as handsome, daring,
and romantic a figure as any of the
heroes in your books. And you know, you
haven't disappointed me one bit. You're
even more so. Even more so.
>> You know my works, do you?
>> Every single line you ever wrote.
You silly brat.
[laughter]
I wish you would get off here in
Albuquerque and catch the next plane
back to Hollywood. It was a great
mistake for you to come with me. You're
in no condition to help me. I can get on
much better in Chicago on my own.
>> Oh, please, Scott. You're making me very
unhappy. Please get off here and go
home.
>> Oh, Sheilo. I
shall get off as you suggest.
>> No problem. No problem.
You fight your battle and I'll fight my
battle alone. All alone.
Lone wolves. You and me see
lone wolves.
Lone wolves.
Flight 6, Kansas City, Chicago. Aboard,
please.
Hello.
>> Oh, Scott. Oh, Scott. I'm so glad you're
back. I shouldn't have said that,
darling. I'm sorry. I love you. I love
you. Oh, I'm so glad you didn't get off.
>> Oh, I got off.
I got another bottle.
>> Oh, Scott.
Scott. Really? Mr. Fitzgerald, please.
Comes Mr. Fitzgerald.
Sheila.
>> John, darling.
>> John, good to see you. You look
wonderful.
>> Thank you,
>> Sheila. This is Ted Robinson from the
network.
>> Oh, yes. The enemy. Come in, Mr.
Robinson, and sit down, won't you?
>> Thank you. Well,
>> you mustn't think of Ted as the enemy,
Sheila. Let's see if we can work this
all out.
>> Yes, fine. I um I I just know I can do
the broadcast beautifully, Mr. Robinson,
if I don't have that terrifying
halfminute wait.
>> Miss Graham, as program director, I am
responsible for maintaining the level of
our
>> Scott.
John O.
>> Uh Mr. Robinson, this is Mr. Fitzgerald.
>> How do you do?
>> Just go right ahead, Mr. Robson. Go
right ahead.
The problem of course is your delivery.
>> Yes, I know I was very very nervous. But
I still say at that half minute wait it
seems like an eternity.
>> Your nervousness is not what disturbs
us.
>> If I may be so frank. A large part of
our audience is western and midwestern.
Their ear is not attuned to the cadences
of a British accent.
>> Why don't you try sticking an ear of
corn in your mouth?
We require of our broadcasters a
language that is reduced to its purest
and most understandable level.
>> That that is a very heavy
responsibility.
Mr. Robinson, you see, Miss Graham,
we cannot have you English coming over
here contaminating our beautiful
language.
Oh,
>> Scott, please.
Put it out, Scott.
Be yourself.
>> John, that's about the worst advice you
can give me right now.
>> Well, come on, Mr. Robinson. Does she go
on or doesn't she?
>> I'm sorry, Miss Graham. Excuse me.
>> I'm sorry, Mr. Wheeler, but I simply
can't. Let's go to your office and try
to settle the matter.
>> I'm most terribly, terribly sorry, Mr.
Robinson. I
>> join us when you can.
>> Yes.
Now, now, warden, before you switch on
the current, the prisoner has a
statement to make.
>> Business tactics, my darling.
>> Business tactics.
>> Oh, Scott,
what am I going to do with you?
[laughter]
But Ted, what's to be lost if you give
her one more try?
>> I just can't take the responsibility.
Good morning, Miss Ardan.
>> Good morning, M.
>> Miss Ardan is here. She has an excellent
reading voice. She's familiar with Miss
Graham's material, and I'm sure even you
will approve our choice.
>> What would the Luella Parson show be
without Luella?
I admit it would be preferable if Miss
Graham did her own show. But
>> couldn't you possibly give me one run
through right now and then if you're not
completely satisfied? Well, you have
Miss Arden and I'll be on my way back to
Hollywood and no hard feelings.
>> I'll agree to that. We haven't much
time. Charlie, would you please have
Miss Arden wait to studio A?
>> Right,
>> Miss Graham? Whenever you're ready.
>> Oh, yes. Yes.
>> Miss Ardan. Miss Ardan, would you be
kind enough to wait for us in studio A,
please?
We're going to give Miss Graeme a run
through.
>> Okay, Miss Graham, let's get a level,
please.
Good evening. This is Sheila Graham from
Hollywood.
>> Perfect.
>> Perfect, Sheilo. Just great.
>> Oh, Scott, please.
>> Oh, Sheilo, don't be afraid of them.
There's nothing to be afraid of, Sheilo.
>> I'll get him out of here right away.
Scott, will you please sit down and be
quiet?
>> Level's fine, Miss Graham. Now for a
complete run through. Ready? Start. Now
she will.
Don't be nervous.
Just be yourself.
Your darling,
lovely
bewitching.
self.
That's all you have to do, darling. Just
absolutely
be yourself.
>> Hello, John. What can I do for you?
>> Let's go back to the hotel, Scott.
>> Fine.
Fine.
Soon as I get Sheila straightened out
here now, darling, let's try it again.
H. Now this time remember
just relax.
Come on darling.
Give us that great big smile.
Be my own Sheilo.
Good evening.
This is Sheila Graham from Hollywood.
The newlyweds Frederick March and
Florence Eldridge got two tickets in the
mail from an unknown benefactor.
It was for the opening night of the
stage play Hamlet starring Leslie Howard
and as tickets were hard to come by.
>> Now you've got it, Sheilo. That was it.
That was wonderful. Wasn't that just
great, John?
>> Just great. Come on, Scott.
>> You've got it, Sheilo. It's in the bag.
You can't miss. You see what I mean,
John? It's the secret of all great
performers. You just have to be
yourself. Take any anyone you meet like
Barry Moore, Ben Hard, Duza, London
Fontan, Helen Hayes. One secret. What is
it? Nothing to it. Just themselves.
Now, Miss Graham, everything's all
right. Let's go. Right on.
John, where is he?
>> He's asleep. I was just leaving you a
note.
>> Oh,
John,
it's just awful that you had to be
dragged into all this.
>> Hell, don't worry about me. [sighs]
>> That's my first experience with Scott
like this, and I I am absolutely furious
with him,
>> all things considered. I think the poor
guy hasn't behaved too badly
>> like that. What am I supposed to do? Go
in there and wake him up and apologize?
>> Shuna, don't you know that he's lost his
job? Been fired at the studio?
>> Fired.
But he but he didn't tell me. He didn't
say a word.
>> Worst possible time for a thing like
this to happen. Zelda, the hospital
bills, the daughter, his self-conidence,
everything gone.
And here I've been worrying about my
stupid little broadcast.
>> John, I've got to help him. What should
I do?
>> Well, get a doctor. He'll probably
recommend putting him in a sanitarium
until he gets over.
>> Oh, John. I can't do that. No, I can't
do that to him.
Oh, my poor darling.
Oh, John, help me. Help me. I don't know
what to do. I don't know what to do.
[singing]
[music]
La. [laughter]
>> Hello, darling. How you feeling?
>> Oh, better than I should.
>> Dr. Hoffman been here today?
>> Yes, I'm riddled with punctures and
filled with vitamins.
Scott, what are we going to do about us?
Drinking frightens me.
Darling, I'll take the bad with the
good. But
I feel that perhaps first I should know
just how much of it is going to be.
>> You've seen the end of it.
I'm going back to work.
Already called my agent about another
picture assignment.
Fine. Do you know? Do you know
something? [music]
I don't want you to write any more
screenplays. This place isn't right for
you. You should be somewhere where it's
quiet with a no distraction so that
you've got a chance to do what you can
do best and [music] that's write novels.
You've been taking notes on a novel
about Hollywood and you should get on
with it. Start writing.
Serious writing takes time.
time.
There are certain obligations that I
must meet.
You know that Zelda's in a sanitarium.
I can't allow her to be put into an
asylum. Can't.
And Scotty is in
most crucial stage of her education
right now. So, I must have a certain sum
of money coming in regularly.
Writing a novel
takes takes time. Time.
>> Yes, I I know, darling. And I've been
thinking about that, too. And I [music]
I think I have a solution.
I I do hope you're going to like it. Do
you know what I've done? I've rented a
house at Malibu Beach, away from all
this. And with [music] six weeks of
concentrated effort, you could write
enough to get a big advance from any
publisher in America. That would solve
your problems, wouldn't it?
>> Oh, Scott, it's a lovely little house.
Just the sound of the surf and the gels.
And
what do you think?
>> Well, it sounds good.
Might work.
I am intrigued with the tycoons of this
industry.
There's a good theme in it.
>> When should we go?
>> Well, right now.
>> All right. Come on. I'll help you pack.
>> That won't take long.
>> I'll get the luggage. You know, I've
always felt that Hollywood had a
wonderful kind of a foolish grandeur
like an Italian court in the
Renaissance. It's got its kings,
clowns,
wicked princes, and clever mistresses,
all in a ferment of ambitious motion.
>> And it's scribes, chronicers, and
gossips like me.
>> What you doing with this?
>> Oh, I used to have that in Baltimore.
Need prowlers around the place once.
I think that the theme
would be the conflict
between one
superior man and all the petty, angry
forces that try to tug him down, drag
him down, make him settle for less than
the best, something they can understand.
Probably in the end they'd destroy him.
>> What is this?
>> It's a bull's tale.
>> Yeah, of course it is. But what on earth
for?
>> What on earth for? Well, Juan Belmont
gave me that in Madrid in 1926.
>> And you've been lugging it around ever
since.
ever since. Can't throw a thing like
that away.
Heat. Heat.
>> [music]
>> Hello, darling.
>> Hello, Sheilo.
How'd it go today?
>> Pretty good. Pretty good. Oh, my
literary agent called from New York.
>> Mhm.
>> Well, I'll get four chapters ready. He
wants to submit them to the Saturday
Evening Post and to college. What do you
think of that,
>> darling? That's wonderful. I knew it was
the right thing for you to move down
here. Oh, I am so pleased.
>> What kind of a day did you have?
>> Oh, not bad.
I finally got an interview with Garbo
and uh then I went back to the office,
wrote my column. Oh, and I spoke to John
Wheeler in New York.
>> Oh, did you? What do you have to say?
>> Well, he thought it wouldn't be a bad
idea if I went to New York.
>> Uhhuh. What for?
>> Oh, there's a annual publishers
convention. And he thought I should go
back for it and perhaps pick up a few
new outlets for my column.
Is there anyone in particular that you'd
like to see in New York?
>> Surely you don't think.
Oh,
>> don't be ridiculous.
Sheilo.
Come here. Come here.
Now listen very carefully to what I'm
going to say because I mean every word
of it. If you leave me now and go to New
York, don't come back to me.
God,
>> you can't possibly mean that.
>> Yes, I mean it.
I don't want you to go to New York.
>> Oh, darling, of course I won't go if you
don't want me to.
It's just that I'm I'm a working girl
and I've got my future to think of.
What you've been looking for all your
life, you found.
You've been looking for love and
understanding. You told me
I understand you and I love you.
Must I come out and say it?
You're the most important thing in my
life.
Oh, Scott, say that again. Or please say
that again.
was what I wanted to hear, what I've
needed to know.
Oh, you mean everything to me.
I have all the excitement I need right
here with you and nothing else matters
to me. Nothing.
I love you, darling. I love you.
She love
You must have felt.
You must know how very much I want to
marry you.
How is it you've never asked about
what's going to happen to us?
>> Well, a Graham is a trusting animal.
It makes a fine house pet. It's easily
trained and likes to play games and
fetch a stick or a morning paper. And it
never asks questions.
>> Does it trust?
>> Yes, it does.
Took Toltoy four years to write that. If
he'd wanted the ending where the
beginning is, he wouldn't have started
to write it.
>> I know it's sacrilegious, but you must
admit it is rather long. It
>> is rather, isn't it? The mailman come
yet?
>> No, darling, he hasn't.
>> Here it is. Chapters 1 2 3 4. Ready for
New York.
>> Oh, darling, that's wonderful. Remember
what the little book seller said?
They'll come back to you, Mr.
Fitzgerald.
>> They'll be welcome.
>> I'll sit right here with Mr. Toltoy,
darling, until the mailman comes.
Homer,
it's very important. See what he gets in
the first mail.
[music] Heat. Heat.
[music]
[music]
>> [music]
>> Sheilo.
Woohoo. [music]
Good morning. [music]
[music]
>> [music]
>> Heat. Heat.
Hallelujah.
[music] Heat.
[music]
And another one for old fits and hats.
[laughter]
>> Extremely well expressed.
[laughter]
Chip away.
>> Tank users away down.
>> I have a present for you. Come on.
Something very special.
Try this on, old sport.
Just climb into this.
Perfect. Positively
elegant. [laughter]
I'll drink to the best dressed man in
the room. [laughter]
>> You, sir, Mr. Fitz Simmons are a
gentleman, and I know a gentleman when I
see a gentleman.
>> Me, too. Coming from you, sir, I regard
that as the supreme compliment.
>> Did you fellows tell me that you have a
a housing problem?
>> Well, it is solved. Fourth with you stay
here with me and be be my house guest.
>> House guest. Wonderful.
[laughter]
Hello, Sheilo.
>> Come on in and join us.
>> Scar,
what's going on here? Who are these
people?
>> Why, she these are my friends.
This is Mr.
Mr.
Smemedley Jones.
[laughter]
This is
Mr.
Mr. Darby Forsythe.
[laughter]
I thought you'd like to meet them,
Sheilo.
They're sailors.
[laughter]
>> And Zeldman, the lady,
>> I think you better leave.
Take the suits and
ties and books, anything else you've
he's given you and leave them here.
>> Have to
>> immediately, please.
>> Sheilo,
I warn you. Don't talk like that to my
friends.
>> He gave us his stuff. Ain't that right?
>> Certainly I did. Certainly. I'm no
Indian.
>> Come on. Get them off and get out of
here. Come on. at once. Otherwise, I'll
call the police.
>> Police? Oh, that will not be necessary.
The young lady wants us to shove off.
Uh, see you all, pal. If you don't see
us around the beach, look us up at
Freddy's bar.
>> You don't mind, my lady. I'll see my
friends out. Listen, you fell. You come
back here anytime.
>> Bye.
[laughter]
Never do that to me again.
>> Scott.
Scott. Scott, please. Please.
>> I'll invite whomever I want. Whenever I
want.
>> Scott, have you eaten anything?
>> No. And stop mothering me and
smothering.
>> Scott, if you won't, let me take care of
you. I'll have to call Dr. HOFF.
>> CALL HIM. DON'T call him. I don't care.
I don't need you or anybody else to look
after me.
>> Well, in that case, then I'm leaving.
>> Oh, no you don't. You'll stay right here
until I say so.
>> I want to go.
>> You'll stay right here.
My darling Phony
God.
My phony darling.
>> My fine lady from the slums.
>> Sheila G.
>> You're just playing silly liy.
>> No, Scott. Stop it.
>> Liy,
>> stop it.
>> Li,
I HATE YOU. I DON'T LOVE YOU ANYMORE AND
I DON'T RESPECT YOU ANYMORE.
>> NO.
>> WHERE'S MY GUN? [laughter]
I'M GOING TO KILL YOU. WHERE'S MY GUN?
>> I DON'T KNOW.
>> Oh god.
>> Open the door. Open up.
>> Operator. Operator. Get me the police.
This is my address. IT'S 319. OH, SCOTT.
SCOTT, STOP IT.
STOP IT, SCOTT. GOD, I CALL THE POLICE
AND THERE'LL BE A TERRIBLE SCANDAL. STOP
IT.
NO.
[screaming] OH,
NO. NO. GOD, DON'T. DON'T.
You were gone. Gone. Just take it.
SHOOT. GO ON. DO IT.
I don't care what happens to you. You're
not worth saving. YOU'RE NOT WORTH
ANYTHING. I didn't drag MYSELF OUT OF
THE GUTTER TO WASTE MYSELF on a
worthless junk like you. Worthless.
Worthless. I hate you. I hate you.
How's he doctor? He's quiet for the
moment. I gave him an injection. Three
cc's of medication.
>> Cup of coffee.
>> Thanks.
>> No thanks.
>> How serious is this?
>> Doctor.
Doctor.
>> Doctor.
Doctor, will you do something?
>> Try to be calm. But my arms are numb.
>> Just give the medication a chance to
work. It'll ease.
>> How long will I be like this?
>> That all depends. Might never happen
again. On the other hand, if you
continue to drink, your heart can take
just so much and you might be paralyzed
for life.
>> Yeah, then I'd blow my brains out.
>> Who'd hold a gun?
>> Might not even need a gun.
The good Lord tapped you on the
shoulder, Scott. Let it be a warning to
you. I'll drop by in the morning.
>> Thanks, doctor. Good night, Bob.
>> Good night, doctor. You know he's right.
You can't go on like this.
Then they're going to make things worse.
Yeah, I know.
Oh, God.
Don't I know?
And I'd like to get out of it.
But how?
Where?
I'm finished.
Well,
Emerson said it pretty well.
On the debris of our despair, we build
our character.
So, the Kers and Post turned down your
book, but not really. Just the first
couple of chapters.
Maybe they didn't grasp what you're
after.
All right, finish it.
Prove to him you still have it.
Yes. Hello,
>> this is Scott.
Sheila. Sheila,
please talk to me.
And then for the last two days, he's
been bombarding me with letters and
telephone calls at at 2 and 3 in the
morning.
He sent a telegram to John Wheeler
urging him to have me sent back to
England.
>> Why?
>> And he if John refused, he threatened to
have me deported by the Department of
Immigration.
>> Oh, that's just the nature of the beast.
>> I am finished. But really, I have had
Mr. Fitzgerald and his charm and his
liquor and his genius. I have had it,
but up to here.
>> You sure?
>> Yes, I'm positive. You don't know what
it's been like. I can't work. I can't
sleep. Why don't you get a lawyer?
>> Yeah, take him into court.
No, hire a couple of detectives. They'll
pay a call on Mr. F and promise to throw
him in the clink if uh he doesn't stop
annoying you.
>> Could I do that?
>> For 100 bucks. I got to get my
sunglasses. Well,
>> I'll do anything
to stop those telephone calls. I'll do
anything.
>> I'll stop him. All right. A visit from
the Jearmms just before dawn can be a
nice little persuader. They'll start by
pounding on his door about 5:00 a.m.
>> Oh, but they can't do that.
>> They can't do what?
>> Pound on his door at that hour in the
morning. He'd just be falling asleep and
he sleeps so badly.
>> Look, wouldn't you like a drink?
>> [music]
[music]
>> The next best thing to see you was to
spend the afternoon here in the
surroundings which have brought me so
much happiness. I loved you with
everything I had, but something was
terribly wrong.
We were doomed, I'm afraid, from the
start.
I said and did awful things, but what I
cannot bear is the thought that you
trusted me and I betrayed you. I cannot
bear the thought that I gave grief to
you when I wanted to give joy.
I'm glad you're rid of me. I hope you're
happy and that the last impression will
fade a little with time.
Goodbye, Sheilo.
Heat. Heat.
[music]
>> [music]
>> She
know
she
Yes.
>> Thank you.
I must see you.
I
I I won't talk to you, too.
I'll pick you up, darling.
We'll drive somewhere where we can talk.
I'm through with the drinking and
I'm I'm finished with it for good.
The escape is much more horrible than
the reality.
I know you
I know you mean what you say now, but
how long will it last?
How do I
I've never promised before.
Not to you and not even to myself.
I'm through drinking. Sheilo,
I've started writing again on The Last
Tycoon.
It's going to be the best thing that
I've ever done.
Thanks to you.
I love you, Scott.
I love you as you are now.
But that other Scott, I
well, it was a nightmare. I I couldn't
stand that again. I I really couldn't.
>> Even if you don't take me back
and I want you very very much
and through
drinking through through
>> But how
How can I be sure? How can I believe?
How can I know?
>> Test me. Don't just take my word for it.
>> Test me.
Hey,
you have been at it all day.
>> You must stop now.
>> Yes, I will. It's It's a It's a very
special chapter. It's very special.
Rather personal. It's
Well, it's about us. It's about you and
me.
It's about us.
>> Oh, darling.
Oh, read it to me. Well,
>> I'd like to I can find the place where
you and I first meet.
Yes, there it is.
I've christened you, Kathleen, and I'm
called Monroe Star.
Yes, here it is. Star and Kathleen
danced.
When she came close,
his several visions blurred.
She was momentarily unreal.
Stark continued to be dazzled as they
danced out along the floor.
She was deep in it with him, no matter
what the words were. Her eyes invited
him to a romantic communion of
unbelievable intensity.
As if she realized this, she said,
frightened.
I must go back.
Star held her close.
I don't want to lose you.
Couldn't we have dinner?
She dropped her arms and looked at him,
a laughing wanton.
"When I'm with you, I don't breathe
quite right," she said.
She picked up her long dress and turned.
Thank you for the dance, she said. And
now really, good night.
Then she nearly ran.
It is us, isn't it?
I never realized that you would
read me some more.
Well, there is another part I'd like to
read to you, but I have to polish it
first. It's tomorrow night. It's the
part where Kathleen is being educated by
Star. He's given her a schedule of books
to be read.
Sounds slightly familiar, doesn't it?
>> Yes, slightly.
Well, am I am I that wonderful all the
way through?
Haven't you written about the times when
I'm so stupid and foolish and silly?
How do we celebrate tonight? What do you
say we go out?
>> Would you like to?
>> Oh, you know what? I've had an
invitation to a private showing at the
Fox Studio. Oh, no. It's nothing big,
just very informal. Some of the industry
and a few of the press. I think it might
be fun. It's a comedy.
>> Well, [snorts] a comedy sounds good. Is
it a funny comedy?
Well, it's said to be hilarious.
[singing]
>> Night is
the moon.
>> Soon I'll [singing] dream. And when I
be the blue,
>> I'll dream my way
>> into your [music and singing] arms
again. all
night
until
[singing]
there
[music and singing]
[music]
Oh, yeah.
>> Scott, what's the matter?
>> I feel awful. Awful.
>> Darling, stay here for a minute.
>> People might think I'm drunk again.
>> No, darling. Nobody saw. on me.
>> Let me call the doctor.
>> Hello, Sheila. Scott, I haven't seen you
around. Where have you been?
>> Uh, well, he's been down at Malibu. He's
working on the most exciting novel.
>> Oh, wonderful. If there's a picture,
it'll be sure and let me read it.
>> Scott, let me call Dr. Hoffman.
>> Talk big conversation.
>> Scott.
>> Hello, Scott.
>> How are you?
>> Hello,
Scott. Don't do it.
>> Uh, but Bob Carter had a funny row with
the police last night. They uh they
stopped him outside of Chason's
restaurant making a U-turn. Um, hello.
And they asked his name and he said
Peter Rabbit. And then they asked where
he lived and he said in a lettuce patch.
And he was so he was very indignant. He
had to spend the rest of the night in a
police station.
Oh, Scott, please let me go and call Dr.
Huffman.
>> Going to see him tomorrow anyway.
>> Darling, let me drive.
Thank you.
Germany, Italy, and Japan have signed a
mutual aid pact.
Well, that means we're going to be in
the war sooner or later.
I'd like to go to Europe,
get a job as a war correspondent.
>> Oh, you coward. You don't even think
you're going to get away from me by
going to cover a war. I'm going with
you.
>> We go lots of places together when
things get back to normal.
I'd take you anywhere you'd like to go.
>> I'd love that, Dy. I'd love to go to
Europe with you. I'd see everything for
the first time.
I didn't really see anything anyway
until you opened my eyes.
Well, six chapters nearly finished.
Everything goes well, the book will be
on the stands by early spring.
It's going to be a hit.
>> It's going to be a great hit and you
know it. You just had to set your mind
to it and stay with it. That's all you
needed.
>> What I needed was a letter from the
publisher saying that the book had been
accepted and the big check that came in
the envelope with it. I'm one of those
peculiar birds who thrives on success.
Some people need to be shaken up by
failure now and then to be at their
best.
Not me.
I've got some ideas for the next book,
and it's a book that could be written
anywhere.
What would you say, for instance, to
Italy when things clear up over there?
>> Oh, heavenly.
I'd love it.
>> I owe you so much, Sheila.
I'll make it up to you. I'll make it all
up to you.
Darling,
what do you say? We make a rule
every time.
Hello, Dr. Hoffman, please.
Oh, well, well, can you find him,
please, quickly? Mr. Fitzgerald has has
fainted. Please ask him to come up here
as quickly as possible. Yes, thank you
Scott.
Oh.
Oh no.
Help me. [laughter] Someone
help me.
Oh, help. Help me. Someone help me.
Help.
Oh,
please help me. Oh. Oh, please help me.
Please
dare. Help me. It's God. It's God. Help
me.
Extension
118. The coroner.
>> Ask the radio call.
>> Give me extension 115.
>> The coroner. The coroner.
>> No, I want the coroner.
He's dead.
Heat. Heat.
[music]
She
I love you.
I love you very much.
I love you as you are.
As you are.
And I
breathless moment [music]
when love has it
in the sound of the surf on the shore.
[singing]
I see your face when I look at the star
[singing]
and I [music] embrace
all the things that [singing] you are.
My love for you
can never
[singing]
belove. Amen.
[music]
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