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Who is it?

It's Lieutenant FinIey. He's coming up the path.

It might be worth your while Iistening to him, Edna.

So he can teII me about D-Day? I don't wanna hear about D-Day.

Look what happened to my son on D-Day.

Hold it, Peggy. Cut from D-Day to...

...'' Don't tell me about the black market.''

You're making me a complete bitch...

...just to keep in your black market propaganda!

Look Peggy, I'll tell you--

Oh, Jesus!

Oh, Bill. Katie wants to keep in the bIack market. Bill!

Glad you're back. How did it go?

Goddamn Pentagon, all they see is red! Where's my coffee?

Get you some in a minute.

Don't cast that broad again.

Takes a reactionary to pIay one.

Where's my coffee? Can't the chintzy OWI afford a gofer?

And where's Roxanne?

She called and she said that she couIdn't make it.

We'd Iike to get set up and go from the top again, Mr. Verso.

-What's the matter? -What is this?

Two Iines I wrote. No good, huh?

Morosky, Iet me do the writing, wiII you?

Christ, I'm tired of being a patriot for no money.

-She can't come? -Nope.

Okay, Katie, you're in Iuck.

I'm taking you to EI Morocco, courtesy of the Office of War Information.

AII right, Americans, Iet's take it from the top.

One, two. One, two, three.

CIear the way.

PIease cIear the way.

Sir, we have a reservation.

-There are no more tabIes. -But we caIIed...

-...and you said-- -Sorry, no tabIes.

-I toId you-- -But we caIIed--

I'd Iike to know your name and aIso why you're not in uniform.

These boys have been in combat, you fascist rope-hoIder.

-Hi, Fred. BiII Verso. OWI. -Don't tip him.

-Get his name! -We were with a whoIe bunch of peopIe.

-Hey, Verso! Merry oId BiII Verso. -Hey, Tiny!

Stop it! Don't do that!

They're with us.

Come on!

Thanks, Tiny. Good to see you.

Listen, Katie-- Hey, Jimbo!

Can't you Ieave your soapbox at home just once?

Coming through.

What do you want to drink? I know. Dubonnet over ice.

Dubonnet over ice and a scotch, straight up.

Here's your Dubonnet, Morosky.

Oh, to be in uniform!

HubbeII Gardiner.

What?

That's his name.

SweII. What's hers?

I suppose they Iearn that baIance on board ship.

AbsoIuteIy. Let's dance.

What've you got to Iose?

I'II probabIy go overseas soon. It's pretty hush-hush.

Save LoyaIist Spain! Stop Franco for worId peace now!

Write President RooseveIt!

Come on. Do something about it!

Save Spain! Stop Franco!

Stop the sIaughter of innocent women and chiIdren. Do something!

Write your congressman today.

Katie, what are you seIIing?

The ROTC.

You can have it cheap!

Fascist.

Row, HubbeII!

A true peace raIIy...

...shouId cover the entire spectrum from extreme right...

...to extreme Ieft. As our next speaker proves.

The President of the Young Communist League. She needs no introduction.

Miss Katie Morosky.

Guess I do need an introduction.

Back up, Katie.

Yeah, aII the way to Moscow!

You can stiII take Communion and Iike the Soviet Union!

What's cooking in the KremIin, Katie?

The KremIin's worried about the civiI war in Spain. Are you?

Thousands of Spanish citizens are being bombed and murdered.

OnIy one country is sending heIp. One country.

The Soviet Union.

K-K-K-Katie, be my C-C-C-Comrade.

O-K-K-K-Kay!

What are you scared of?

The Russians don't want anybody in Spain but the Spanish.

Is that scary?

They're Communists, but they want totaI disarmament. Is that scary?

HitIer and MussoIini are using Spain as testing ground for what they want.

Another worId war! Is that scary?

You're darn right it is!

There's onIy one thing to be scared of...

...and it's not me, it's not the Young Communist League...

..and it's not the Red bogeyman.

You be scared of anybody, anypIace...

...who wiII not stand up for worId peace now!

You're reaIIy...

...you're reaIIy something.

ReaIIy-- You're reaIIy beautifuI.

No, I mean it.

You're reaIIy beautifuI.

You're the best...

...the brightest...

...most committed generation this country's ever had.

That's why you're here today, striking for peace.

Why, they're striking on aImost every singIe campus in this country.

They're taking that pIedge. Show your soIidarity by taking it with them.

'' I refuse to support''--

Come on, come on.

'' I refuse''-- Come on. On your feet!

'' I refuse to''-- That's right. On your feet. Everybody.

'' I refuse to support''--

No, everybody. Everybody!

'' I refuse to support...

...the government of the United States...

...in any war it might conduct.''

The student counciI caIIs this a peace raIIy. I caII it...

...a peace strike.

And I'm an EngIish major.

It isn't that funny.

You fascists!

-We have to taIk about this stuff. -Wait a second.

-You've been on that for two months. -Three.

It's a short story--

Frankie Mc Veigh, you're not funny.

-I know it. -Listen...

...wouId you do me a favour? Take the YCL meeting Monday night.

-You can't miss a meeting. -I have to.

The story is due on Tuesday and it's just gotta be good.

Look who's here, America the beautifuI.

-How much do you have in the treasury? -$542.1 8.

PossibIe themes for the prom.

'' Caribbean HoIiday,'' ''JungIe Fever''--

Hey, you shouId be Iistening to this.

'' Niagara FaIIs.''

''Thirteen CoIonies,'' ''48 States.''

''Thirteen CoIonies,'' ''48 States''--

J.J.

J.J., Iisten.

''The 48 States,'' ''StarIight, Star Bright'' and '' In My Merry OIdsmobiIe.''

How about '' Bread Lines Can Be Fun''?

How about ''The StaIin ShuffIe''?

What are we gonna have? Hamburgers?

How about ''The CoIIege Grad Meets The Leningrad''?

She's a miIIion Iaughs.

-What do you want? -Coke.

-Coca-CoIa? -Coca-CoIa.

Excuse me.

You're aII decadent and disgusting.

Come on, we weren't making fun of you.

You make fun of everything. You think poIitics is a joke.

You make fun of poIiticians.

-What eIse can you do? -Think Franco's funny?

-Franco? Is he here? -Yeah, Franco. He's a poIitician.

He's funny? HitIer has a funny moustache. Why not have a Nazi prom?

WeII, we thought of that, but the uniforms itch.

Comes the revoIution, maybe we'II have a sense of humour.

Four cheeseburgers, four cokes.

Onion?

Yeah, in the cokes.

If I read comparativeIy few of your stories aIoud in cIass...

...it's because I think we Iearn best from what's good.

Or at Ieast, taIented.

Today I'm going to read, with a great deaI of pIeasure...

...a remarkabIy good story from a surprising new source.

The name of the story is ''The AII-American SmiIe.''

And it's by HubbeII Gardiner.

'' In a way, he was Iike the country he Iived in.

Everything came too easiIy to him, but at Ieast he knew it.

About once a month he worried that he was a fraud.

But then most everyone he knew was more frauduIent.

Sometimes he feIt....

--there's reaIIy no reason for us to change.

But of course by then, they were too Iost or too Iazy.

It had aIways been too easy.''

The troubIe with some peopIe is they work too hard.

Are you speaking to me?

Want a beer?

I don't drink.

One sip. One sip of beer.

WeII?

-You carry your books aII the time? -That's what I crossed the street for?

I'm ceIebrating.

What are you ceIebrating?

I got you to cross the street.

Listen, I'm sorry I....

I haven't toId you that I reaIIy Iiked your story.

You're a good writer.

Thank you.

Mrs. Simpson married the Duke of Windsor. It's in tomorrow's paper.

How do you know that? The papers aren't out yet.

I work in the Linotype room two nights a week.

You never quit, do you?

WeII...

...thanks for getting me across the street.

I soId one.

I soId a story.

I've never known anybody who soId one.

Oh, boy, HubbeII.

Okay, so have a drink.

Sit.

To your first noveI.

-Wait a minute, not so fast. -Why not?

Yeah, why not?

You shouId've Iaughed.

''Any peace but Katie's piece.''

You were good. You had them.

You couId've kept them, if onIy you'd Iaughed.

-It wasn't funny. -That's not the onIy reason to Iaugh.

-You're a puritan. -I am not.

-You've no sense of humour. -My famiIy thinks I'm humorous.

-Why are you aIways angry? -Not aIways! Because I don't know...

...about coed humour. I've never been in a fraternity or sorority...

...which is where I'm sure they make up aII that dirty stuff anyway.

That's pretty dirty business.

-Can I ask you a personaI question? -Sure.

Do you smiIe aII the time?

No.

No. No.

Here's to commencement.

A funny word for ''the end.''

Mrs. Simpson married the Duke of Windsor.

I toId you that, didn't I?

Yeah, you did.

I'm reaIIy happy about your news.

I hope I get to read your story someday.

Put your foot here.

Go get 'em, Katie.

See you, HubbeII.

See you.

Don't spiII it on your dress.

I'd Iike to have the sewing concession when they want to shorten those dresses.

You know, to get some wear out of them.

Grab your coat and get your hat

Leave your worries on the doorstep

I'm gIad we're not working on commission.

I've never been to a dance before, except the one the YCL gave for Spain.

Here, have a drink.

-Here. -What's that, bourbon?

It's gin, Katie. Come on.

From the bottIe? So bourgeois.

-Let's dance. -We aren't supposed to.

You weren't supposed to buy me a corsage either. Come on.

Can you, Frankie?

Frankie Mc Veigh, you've got a foot for dancing!

HubbeII?

HubbeII?

What do you know?

SmaII worId, isn't it?

I faII asIeep?

I think so.

What do you know?

WouId you Iike to have a cup of coffee?

Oh, yeah.

Coffee.

Here you are, kiddo. Good night.

Good night.

Good night, HubbeII, oId boy.

Whoever you are.

Who are you?

It's the top fIoor.

OnIy one more!

In there.

HubbeII?

HubbeII?

GeneraI quarters! Count down!

Stand safe....

HubbeII.

HubbeII, it's Katie.

You didn't know it was Katie.

I'II be done in a minute.

-You don't have to do that. -Oh, it's okay. I Iike to iron.

Gee, you have a Iot of ribbons here.

You have any aspirin?

Oh, I don't.

Push in on your tempIes.

How can you not have aspirin?

I aIways eat for a headache.

Do you have my watch? Do you know where it is?

I took it off and put it on the bedpost.

I thought you'd be more comfortabIe--

-That's why I.... -Here.

Thank you.

It's your hair.

That's what's different.

I have it ironed.

You have your hair ironed?

Does it hurt?

No.

Have some coffee at Ieast.

I'm Iow on sugar, but it's reaI coffee.

No, thank you. I have to meet J.J. at the train.

Looks good, though.

You stiII have J.J.?

How Iong wiII you be around? Where are you stationed?

In Washington.

Oh, that's good. That couId be exciting.

Why?

RooseveIt is there.

I thought the Party said he was an eviI warmonger.

How do you know that?

You stiII think a varsity Ietter stands for ''moron,'' huh?

Some peopIe work out better than we think.

-Thank you very much. -Oh, Iisten....

This is my number, and this is the OWI office where I work.

This is the radio station. It's very difficuIt to find a hoteI room.

If you're ever in town and you can't find one, weII, just....

No obIigation of course.

Thank you.

About Iast night....

I'm sorry. I've been faIIing asIeep aII over IateIy.

That's okay.

Hope my snoring didn't keep you awake.

Oh, that's okay.

I Iike snoring.

See you, Katie.

See you, HubbeII.

Good Iuck.

American-Soviet benefit, Friday night at town haII!

Come to the American-Soviet Friendship benefit Friday.

American-Soviet benefit at town haII, foIks.

Come to the American-Soviet benefit Friday night.

Thank you. Big show. Big show at town haII, foIks.

Come to the American-Soviet benefit Friday night.

Hey, soIdier, why don't you bring a date?

Come to the American-Soviet benefit.

Bring a date.

Come to the American-Soviet benefit.

American-Soviet-- Jesus, I'm Iate for the OWI.

See you Iater, Pony.

Bye!

-Vote for Thomas E. Dewey! -We've gotta stop FDR.

I'II take them. I'II give them to your friends. I'II heIp you.

CDHQ, America CaIIing.

AppIications are avaiIabIe at your IocaI post office.

CDHQ, America CaIIing.

Can you identify them?

Over the Bronx? 25 Stuka Dive Bombers.

I've got it, madam. Yes, I remember PearI Harbor. I'II connect you.

Even if he Iost the paper, I'm stiII in the book.

It's onIy been a week.

One moment, pIease. I'II connect you.

He couId phone at Ieast. CDHQ, America CaIIing.

Phone where? You've onIy got eIeven jobs.

You've censored aII but nine minutes.

-It impIied that we spit on Negroes. -Which you do.

-The situation-- -Now the Negroes are a situation?

After the war, the Pentagon--

It'II be just Iike it was before, you racist fink!

-What's with her this week? -This week?

-What do you mean? -Shut up!

-I have 21 minutes of dead airspace! -It's his fauIt!

Okay, okay! I'll sign.

HubbeII?

-Where are you? -Grant's tomb.

I can't get a room. Can I use your couch?

-Of course you can. -Morosky, we have--

WiII you, pIease!

HubbeII, there's beer in the icebox and cIean toweIs...

...and if you wanna take a nap...

... take off the phone and put it in the drawer of the desk.

-How do I get the key? -I'II caII the super.

HubbeII!

I wasn't sure when you'd be home. How are you?

I'II be back Iater. CouId you Ieave a key--?

You can't. I got steaks and potatoes and sour cream and chives...

...and saIad and fresh pie.

I wouId have made pot roast...

...but I didn't know if you Iiked it. Anyway, there wasn't time...

...so I got steaks with my ration stamps.

And you must be hungry, you couIdn't have had time to eat.

You can't go yet. You've got to stay for supper, that's aII there is to it.

What kind of pie?

Oh, your hero, huh?

Who?

He wasn't in coIIege when he did nothing for Spain.

-Congress was isoIationist in '37-- -You'd justify the Nazi-Soviet pact.

Easier than you can justify the AIIies sitting on their behinds--

Why can't you say asses?

-Because I can't. -Why?

What happens?

I don't know. Nothing.

-What a subject for two-- -It's interesting.

You'd rather taIk poIitics.

AII the contradictions. ShouId we get in the war, shouId we not?

StaIin's for HitIer. StaIin's against him.

AII poIiticaI doubIetaIk, but you hoId on.

I don't know how you do it.

I don't know how you can't.

You're jeaIous.

-What? -You are.

Why are you jeaIous?

I'II Iive.

Maybe Ionger.

But you won't write another noveI.

You must've gotten one of the two copies soId.

-You get through it? -Oh, I managed.

Twice.

I Iiked it.

I Iiked it a Iot.

What didn't you Iike?

The way you write is no probIem.

Your styIe is absoIuteIy gorgeous. But--

Gorgeous?

It is.

It is gorgeous.

But you...

...stand back.

Do you know what I mean?

Go ahead.

You see, the peopIe...

...you watch them...

...from a distance.

Where?

In the book.

I know, in the book.

Where in the book?

Be specific.

AII through it, HubbeII.

But it's your first noveI, and I'm sure the second one wiII be--

Why shouId I write another noveI?

Because you must! You're too good a writer not to.

Are you reaIIy so sure of everything you're so sure of?

Sure.

Aren't you?

No.

No. Not as sure.

Do things stiII come too easiIy?

'' In a way he was Iike the country he Iived in.

Everything came too easiIy to him.''

What made you remember that?

I aIways wondered if it wouId stay true.

Not aItogether.

What doesn't come easy now?

HoteI rooms.

Be serious.

Do you know you're beautifuI?

You are.

But you mustn't be too serious.

I won't be.

I won't be.

Happy Rosh Hashanah!

-What is it? -What do you mean, what is it?

You get to see your oId paI J.J.

It'II be fun. We can aII be decadent and eat eggs Benedict...

...and vote RepubIican.

-I don't Iike eggs Benedict. -ReaIIy?

-I'II bet you were a cheerIeader. -Me?

-Come on. -No!

Maybe you'II have a good time.

Paper doll that I can call my own

A doll that other fellows....

Boy, this is some Navy you're in, J.J.

Hi, Hub.

You mean aII this? It beIongs to my aunt.

Is that the one that pIays the accordion?

Does she reaIIy pIay the accordion?

-She got squeezed to death. -She did not.

She's gone overseas. She's with the USO.

Best USO?

-Come on. -I got it.

HoIIywood and Vine.

Best USO hostess?

TaIIuIah Bankhead.

I hope your aunt's under Patton.

You can bet she's under somebody.

Excuse me.

AII right.

-Okay. How about-- Gardiner? -Wait a second.

-Best smaII hoteI. -Not fair. I haven't been abroad.

But it's in SwitzerIand.

We don't want to make any bad jokes. Saint Regis in Paris.

Pretty, isn't it?

You Iook different.

It's my hair. I have it ironed.

-You what? -In HarIem.

I actuaIIy have friends in HarIem.

I'm sure you do. WouId you Iike me to disapprove?

But how Iong has this been going on?

I mean, HubbeII Gardiner and K-K-K-Katie Morosky.

-No. No, she Iooks terrific. -I Iike her, J.J.

-You reaIIy haven't changed, have you? -Neither have you.

As pretty as ever.

For a whiIe.

I'm with J.J. now.

Are you?

Excuse me.

Remember how she Iooked in coIIege compared to now?

-Can I get you a drink? -I don't think so.

-What were you doing? -She seemed upset.

You do it. You make yourseIf feeI out of pIace.

I feeI Iike I'm here for drinks and everyone eIse gets supper.

Try taIking to them.

-I have. -No you don't.

You don't taIk, you Iecture.

What was that speech about YaIta?

No one here needs you to expIain it.

Then why aII those siIIy jokes?

J.J. caIIed RooseveIt the ''YaItese FaIcon.''

I thought it was pretty funny.

And seIIing your noveI to HoIIywood? I hope that's meant to be funny.

-Why? -Why?

Because you're too good for HoIIywood, that's why.

Maybe I'd be Iucky to seII a book to HoIIywood.

You've never even been there!

Besides, this isn't the point. Can't we just reIax and enjoy the party?

You get onto poIitics, and your sense of humour goes right out the window.

I guess there are just some things that are...

...difficuIt for me to Iaugh about, HubbeII.

Than have a fickle-minded Real live girl

I'm sorry.

I got caught up at the studio and...

...then I met somebody from the party who wondered--

What? What?

The first eight chapters.

You want to read it, read it. But Iet's not discuss it.

AII right.

If you don't Iike it, you have to say you don't Iike it and why.

What if I Iike it?

Waiter?

Ahoy.

Come in.

How you doing?

Fine.

Is that new?

It was in the other room.

Looks good there.

PIants are aII growing.

How's your mother?

Much better, Iike the news.

I might be abIe seII my book to HoIIywood.

I know, J.J. toId me.

What do you think about that?

About Iiving in sunshine aII year Iong...

...and going to work in a sports car?

SaiIing.

Sounds wonderfuI.

WouId you Iike a drink?

No.

No, I just stopped. I was out waIking.

Hey, thanks.

I Iove the way you write.

Franklin Roosevelt is dead.

Most of you have already heard the news.

But it will take days, perhaps weeks, even months...

... for the final tragedy of what happened at 5.:45 this morning...

... to be fully comprehended.

What seems particularly touching is that he will not be here...

... to share in a victory so close at hand.

Did you go see it?

I was taIking to....

There was this oIder guy...

...on, you know, that steeI pIatform between cars?

I heIped him open a big door, he needed air.

Jesus, I can't even remember when he wasn't President.

A fourth term was too much for the oId man.

A third was too much for my oId man.

-At Ieast it'II end those EIeanor jokes. -Some were funny.

How about EIeanor in the mine with the hiIIbiIIies?

Her face was covered with grime, right?

Grime? For chrissakes, Judianne, EIeanor went down into...

...a mine and got her face bIack with coaI. The hiIIbiIIies saw her...

...big buckteeth shining--

Her husband is dead!

Dead.

Yes, Mrs. RooseveIt went down into the mines.

And when they asked her why, she said, '' I am my husband's Iegs.''

Did you teII crippIe jokes too? Is there anything that isn't a joke?

Sorry.

Who makes up jokes anyway?

J.J.'s oId man.

Scads of sweII materiaI here for a good noveI.

If you wanna write about this.

PeopIe who teII jokes instead of feeIing something.

Let's meet every five years...

...or every time a President conks. Whichever's sooner!

-What are you doing? -What are we doing here?

J.J.'s gonna buy your book and we're aII gonna go to HoIIywood?

Take it easy.

Lots of writers went there. FitzgeraId--

-He's dead! -I know that.

It's none of your business anyway. He died of booze...

-...and peopIe Iike you! -Damn it, stop it!

He's sorry for the joke.

Why did you bring me here? CouIdn't we have gone for a waIk...

-...or sit on a bench? -I didn't want to feeI sadder.

-What's wrong with feeIing sadder? -It won't heIp! The President died!

And everything in the worId that happens doesn't just happen to you.

Behave yourseIf.

I don't care about behaving myseIf!

Then don't. Do what you want.

I wanna get out of here.

AII right.

I meant us.

And then what?

See you Iater, Katie.

Oh, yeah, see you.

Good night, my beauty. You can finish in the morning.

Cheer up.

I'm about to have a big night and I wanna think of you as smiIing.

Good night, BiIIy.

Hi.

Hi.

Gee, I thought you got sent overseas.

CouId I taIk to you?

Sure.

Listen, I was a bad girI. I know that. But I'm better now.

It was Iike a tantrum. I get them from time to time.

It's Iike an ecIipse.

-I'm sorry. -Don't apoIogize.

I wanted to have an apoIogy dinner. I thought I'd fiII my icebox--

I'm a pain in the ass, aren't I?

I go to swearing schooI now.

Soundproof schooI. I'm up to the F's.

I'm taking a Iaughing course and studying Protestant cookery.

Don't.

Are you finished?

Look, Katie--

PIease don't start with '' Look.'' It's aIways bad news.

I don't think we're gonna make it, Katie.

Why?

I just don't think it's gonna work, that's aII.

I was too easy for you.

Easy?

I don't mean sexuaIIy.

I mean easy Iike everything is for you.

You reaIIy think you're easy?

Compared to what? The Hundred Years' War?

You're so ready to fight, you have no time to understand.

Counterattack, poIitics, revoIution, cause!

That's aII fine for you. So stay with it. I admire it.

-Up to a point. -That's right!

Okay, okay! Don't beIabour it. I get it. I get it.

I don't fit on Beekman PIace, that's what's reaIIy wrong.

-You think that's what I'm taIking-- -Yes!

No demands, just fun, Iaughs.

Good! Go! Go have a good time on Beekman PIace.

You wanna end it Iike a gentIeman, you have. So get out!

Oh, dear. Oh, dear. Oh, dear.

I'm caIm now, HubbeII.

You can go.

It's me.

HubbeII....

Wait a minute, hoId on.

Don't go away.

Listen, HubbeII...

...this is kind of pecuIiar.

I know that I don't have to apoIogize for what I said because...

...I know that you know.

And...

...I aIso know that you...

...you know that I don't feeI exactIy bright-eyed and bushy-taiIed...

...as J.J. wouId say.

Anyway, the pecuIiar thing is...

...it's reaIIy a request, you know, a favour.

You see, I can't sIeep, HubbeII...

...it wouId heIp me so much if you couId....

WeII, if I had someone to taIk to.

You know, if I had a best friend or something...

...to taIk about it with.

OnIy you're my best friend.

Isn't that dumb?

So dumb.

You're the best friend I ever had.

It wouId heIp me so much if you'd come over and see me through tonight.

HubbeII, I promise I won't touch you...

...or beg you...

...or embarrass you.

But I have to taIk to my best friend about someone we both know.

So couId-- HubbeII, couId you pIease come over right away, pIease?

There's some sIeeping piIIs in the cabinet.

Here.

Isn't one enough?

No.

I'm scared.

Take them.

WiII you stay tiII I faII asIeep?

I'm reaIIy sorry.

But that's what best friends are for.

Aren't they?

There's something I wanna ask you.

Hope this doesn't make me drunk instead of sIeepy.

Don't drink it Iike water.

Is it because I'm not attractive enough?

I'm not fishing, reaIIy. I'm not.

I know I'm attractive.

Sort of.

But...

...I'm not attractive in the--

I'm not attractive in the right way.

Am I?

I mean...

...I don't have the right styIe...

...for you.

Do I?

Be my friend.

You don't have the right styIe.

I'II change.

Don't. You're your own girI. You have your own styIe.

But then I won't have you.

Why can't I have you? Why?

Because you push too hard.

Every damn minute.

There's no time to reIax and enjoy Iiving.

Everything's too serious.

I push too hard because I want things to be better.

I want us to be better, you to be better.

Sure I make waves, you have to. I'II keep making them...

...tiII you're everything you shouId be.

You'II never find anyone to beIieve in you this much or Iove you as much.

-I know that. -WeII then, why?

You think if I come back it'II be okay by magic?

What'II be different?

-We'II be wrong. We'II both Iose. -CouIdn't we both win?

I Iike HoIIywood. I Iike AIice Faye.

Don't. Don't. No, pIease.

Somebody's getting up.

Aren't you sIeepy?

You are.

I'm exhausted.

Katie, you expect so much.

Oh, but Iook what I've got.

Jesus! Your director Iives here?

ActuaIIy, he Iives off the garage. The servants Iive here.

How can he work here?

Bissinger doesn't work, he's the director.

As Iong as you're writing in France by next faII, I don't care.

-Everybody's here. -Everybody who's anybody.

-No ice skating rink? -It's in the ceIIar.

-HubbeII! -Hi, George.

George Bissinger. GIad you came.

My wife, Vicki.

-How are you? -It's Kate, isn't it?

It's Katie.

-Can I get you a drink? -No, thanks.

Rhea!

I want you to meet my agent.

ReportedIy the greatest in town.

If I were a great agent, wouId I be an agent?

-Nice to meet you. -You think those are croquet baIIs...

...but it's her coIIection of shrunken heads.

Have you seen the Bissinger coIIection?

You think these HoIIywood inteIIectuaIs pIan to overthrow the government?

They couIdn't overthrow LoueIIa Parsons.

In '37, in Munich, HitIer was a joke too.

PauIa Reisner, our resident pessimist.

Sorry. I'm sorry.

They're coming to investigate aII us communist subversives.

They're out to get eIection yardage from the siIver screen.

They're getting peopIe to testify secretIy.

Horses' asses.

Maybe. But we can't even write our congressman. He's on the committee.

Your shot, George.

-Alice in Wonderland. Come on. -Thank you.

You're not home making the script briIIiant?

Listen to the producer. You don't even understand it.

I'm gIad you came. I was gonna caII you.

I'm giving J.J. a birthday party.

-45, huh? -You gotta come as a Marx Brother.

-K-K-Katie, you couId come as KarI. -StiII stuttering?

I'm not coming as Groucho.

Come as Harpo, that way you won't be abIe to taIk.

I think your director's an idiot.

Too high? Too Iow?

Trying to teII me something?

What? He's here? In the room? Good God!

Ten years in Leavenworth, 1 1 years in tweIveworth, or 5 and 1 0 in WooIworth.

--to controI thought. Censorship.

Let's not dramatize this. It'II aII bIow over.

-That Iine is necessary. -It's the point of the whoIe scene.

The point's made by the dancers in red, white and bIue.

There are no dancers in his book. You can't just have dancers.

PIease.

Brooks, if we get this organized, you've got to taIk.

-I can't taIk in front-- -Come on, Brooks.

-It's gorgeous if you do. -I'II write, aII right?

He doesn't understand.

-I never Iiked his movies anyway. -'' Honk-honk,'' said the duck.

You rang? Your wish is my command.

This morning I shot an eIephant in my pyjamas....

-What are you hungry for? -I'm hungry for your absence.

--meeting at my house Sunday.

-George, is PauIa Reisner a Red? -My heavens, I don't know. Why?

-It's something I heard. -You Iisten to the wrong peopIe.

Come on. I have an earIy day.

-He thinks Bissinger's right. -How dare you--

-Hey. -Hey, what?

CouId you stop? This is coming out in French.

Maybe Bissinger wiII Iike it better in French.

Taste this.

How is it?

It's great.

I'II study French cooking whiIe you finish your noveI.

Done much thinking about it?

No, not much.

WeII, it's very hard here, you know.

But when we're ensconced in our viIIa....

How about you? Have you read any good books IateIy?

No, but I wrote two reports of books that haven't been written yet.

-You'II get the sack. -I'II go back to brain surgery.

They never read my synopses anyway. They just pay me for them.

Why don't you quit? After aII, it's--

I'm Iaying a nice nest egg for France.

-ItaIy. -France.

-Spain? -Never.

China, maybe. My phony synopsis takes pIace there.

China?

PubIic's fed up with Westerns, Myrna. High time we had an Eastern.

Got a titIe?

Shevuos! ExcIamation point.

Sounds catchy.

There's a kibbutz of Chinese Jews Iiving in a rice paddy.

-And he--? -No, she cooks communist rice patties.

He gets the idea--

Of caIIing them matzos.

You read the book!

Backwards.

Oh, I got one for you.

I can't take another one.

Loudmouthed Jewish girI...

...from New York City, comes to MaIibu, CaIifornia...

-...teIIs her gorgeous goyisher guy... -Good aIIiteration.

...that she's pregnant, you see. And...

...and he just Iooks at her and....

Are you kidding?

-Don't be afraid to touch. -I'm not.

Get it, Katie, sweetheart!

AII right, one more time.

-Hungry? -Answer the question!

You have no right to make me name the names--

Sergeant! Take the witness away.

You've just heard ex cerpts from today's...

...session of the House Un-American....

-I'II make the saIad. -Thank you.

Watch out, the paint takes forever to dry.

-You'II be in BeverIy HiIIs by then. -France, not BeverIy HiIIs.

Not if HubbeII gets the deaI I'm working on.

What deaI?

Three more pictures. Provided this one works out of course.

-Think he's interested? -I certainIy hope so.

It'II mean a Iot more money, Kate. You and HubbeII couId Iive in styIe.

I thought we did, Rhea.

Pop sent me a Iist of names.

'' For my grandson, the foIIowing names are okay with me:

Thomas Jefferson Gardiner, SoIomon David Gardiner...

...and Eugene V. Debs Gardiner.''

What if it's a girI?

If it's a girI, there's onIy one name, my mother's.

Yeah, what's that?

RacheI.

So keep your fingers crossed.

What's this picture about?

Cowboys and Indians.

Not too Ioud. Brooks wrote it.

-Tonight, the Indians are the good guys. -Can you do that?

WeII, it's un-American, but we can try.

I think I'm caIm enough. Vicki, Iet's start.

Don't try the trick with the sungIasses. I know when you're sIeeping.

--the best Western I've ever read.

I mean it.

There they are. Hey, VeIez and YoIanda.

-I saved you guys a seat. -Thank you.

-We didn't miss anything, did we? -AII right, FIoyd.

-How's my godchiId? -Very happy.

My God.

What the heII is going on?

-What did it, George? -Your Picasso!

What's the troubIe?

Testing. Do you get us?

What the heII is going on?

We're being recorded.

-WouId you knock it off up there? -FIoyd, stop it!

Can't hear me.

FIoyd, hoId it!

I'm going to sue the U.S. government for that painting.

We've got to do something. Do you have a Iawyer?

ShouIdn't we Iet him know what happened?

How do we know this room isn't bugged too?

-This country wouIdn't beIieve this. -They'II never know about this.

We can't Iet this happen. We have rights.

-Can't the studios do something? -We have got to do something. We.

Bissinger says this scene isn't necessary.

I toId him he's wrong.

What do you think?

-He's the director. -You're the producer!

Easy, wiII you?

Yeah, easy.

Hey, Hub.

Do you know what's going on over at your house?

Sure.

You know?

Overthrowing the government, I suppose.

Let's see, Sunday's voIIeybaII....

Yeah, they Iike to overthrow the government on Monday.

They're going to D.C. to chaIIenge the committee...

...on the basis of the First Amendment.

What?

WeII, weII.

-Think anybody knows what it says? -Katie does.

That's for sure.

Some actor comes up to me...

...and says this Iine doesn't make any sense.

What do you think?

If they go, it'II make more troubIe. They may not have jobs to come back to.

What do you want from me?

TeII Katie to stay out of it.

You teII her.

I wiII.

I'II buy tickets to that.

WouId you just teII her to go easy?

Sure. You teII Bissinger to go easy. You're the producer.

What's eating you?

Nothing. The war's over, right?

Movies....

Do you reaIize this is the first job we've ever had?

AthIetic SchoIarship. Doesn't that count?

Doesn't count, buddy.

WeII, then, Officer, Landing Craft, South Pacific?

Nope.

Why? We got paid $1 50 a month.

Doesn't count.

-You want a drink? -No.

There's a IittIe troubIe at home. I have to keep my wits about me.

OId CaroI Ann.

Don't take any crap. To the both of us.

And aII the absent friends, cIass of '37.

-Is this the Gardiner house? -And I'm the gardener.

-How are you doing? -Okay, so far--

Your Iover chain smokes, no doubt to compensate for his extreme shortness.

He has an enormous heart and no sense of humour.

You found us out.

CaIIs himseIf Brooks Kropatkin, but it's not his reaI name.

-What is it? -Carpenter.

Carpenter! Who toId you that?

J.J. With whom I was not drinking...

...since he no Ionger drinks due to troubIe at home.

WeII, CaroI Ann's 33. Not many moves Ieft.

WeII, we're aII 33, practicaIIy.

Not you. Not the quiz kid.

What were you, 1 6 in coIIege?

What's gonna happen?

You're going to Washington.

I meant with J.J. and CaroI Ann.

That's another house. In this house, the wife is going to D.C.

Gonna take the baby with you?

I thought I might.

Nothing Iike an earIy education.

I'd Iike her to Iearn not to be frightened.

Her?

Him.

Why don't you come with us?

We're kind of back where we started, aren't we?

That's not true, HubbeII.

Okay. Now why don't we aII stay home?

I can't.

--and named the names of 1 4 of his fellow actors.

He described their various associations...

... with subversive organizations.

Ten men of the original 1 9 who refused to testify....

And there he is...

...Jack Armstrong, the aII-American boy.

-Hey, you Iook good. -I hate it!

I Iike it!

Isn't she IoveIy? America's sweetheart.

Look at her go. I'd forgotten. She reaIIy was getting to those peopIe.

Take a Iook at some of those faces.

Oh, she was a speIIbinder.

I'd forgotten about that.

She's beautifuI.

I'm exhausted.

Do you have any comment regarding the HoIIywood 1 0?

They're running toward martyrdom for nothing but their own destruction.

They're standing up for principIe.

If you don't Iike this country, get out!

It's my country too!

They couId've denied everything.

They didn't want to.

Can we do this somepIace eIse?

Why are you here? You might get put on a Iist.

I refuse to be intimidated.

WeII, those 1 0 men feeI exactIy the same way.

Free speech is aII we're taIking about.

They're fighting for your right to make any movie you want.

And aII you can do is strut around here making simpIe remarks.

CouId we get a statement from Mrs. Gardiner?

I'd Iike to ask these peopIe why they think we just fought a war.

What are you peopIe afraid of?

Shut your mouth, you commie bitch!

You two wait here tiII the crowd cIears.

Are you okay?

You're bIeeding.

I'm fine.

It's aIways fun meeting trains, you know?

I'm sorry, HubbeII. I reaIIy didn't expect this.

You didn't expect to get a chance to teII off the worId either.

-Is that what you think I'm doing? -You bet I do.

I'm not teIIing off the worId.

I'm just standing up for something I beIieve in.

You're not angry when Bissinger ridicuIes those men?

CaIIing them martyrs because they have guts...

...to fight for their BiII of Rights, his BiII of Rights and yours!

We don't have any BiII of Rights.

We'II never have free speech.

We never wiII if peopIe won't take a stand.

We never wiII have because peopIe are scared.

This isn't coIIege.

This is grown-up poIitics, Katie. And it's stupid and dangerous.

You're teIIing me to shut up because it's dangerous?

I'm teIIing you it's a waste.

And that those men are onIy gonna get hurt.

And that nothing is gonna change.

And after jaiI, after years of bad bIood...

...when it's practicaI for a fascist producer to hire a communist writer...

...because his movie's in troubIe, he'II do it.

They'II make movies, have dinner, they'II pIay tennis...

...make passes at each other's wives. What did anybody go to jaiI for?

For what? A poIiticaI spat?

You're teIIing me to cIose my eyes and watch peopIe being destroyed...

...so you can work in a town that doesn't have spine enough...

...to stand up for anything but a buck!

I'm teIIing you that peopIe are more important than a goddamn witch hunt.

You and me. Not causes. Not principIes.

HubbeII, peopIe are their principIes.

The heads of the studios have reversed their positions...

...and any empIoyee who...

...is an unfriendIy witness before the committee is...

...fired.

Oh, Jesus.

So now we have an officiaI bIackIist.

It's an open season for witch hunters...

...and stooI pigeons.

And now the probIem is, how to convince the pubIic...

...that a stooI pigeon is a hero.

You are Iike these damn paIm trees.

They don't beIong here either. They were brought in and they Iook it.

I'm sure that they don't Iike it either.

-What if he does, PauIa? -What is more important to you?

He is.

That's your choice, Katie.

-Give him my Iove too. -I wiII.

Thanks, PauIa.

It's no refIection on anything except that you're new to this...

...fiIm technique.

EspeciaIIy for the noveIist. He's too cIose to his own materiaI.

I'm not a noveIist.

I'd Iike to think of myseIf...

...as a screenwriter.

I wanna be up front with you.

I know what changes have to be made.

But can you make them?

Nobody eIse understands that story. Nobody knows it. It's mine.

Mine.

I know where it came from.

I know what the heart of it is.

You remember those few days before the war started.

Before we had to change-- You don't Iose what I know about it.

Work with me.

Work with me cIoseIy, fine.

And I know the diaIogue from the book is sIowing the fiIm up.

But I can fix that.

I Iearn fast. I aIways have.

Things come--

Christ, I can do it.

I know what you want. I know what your concept is.

I'II make your changes.

Let me.

With no resistance?

No.

No resistance.

Bad times?

Can't be aII bad.

How's the picture?

TroubIed.

I'm going back to New York.

New York.

When do you Ieave?

Not untiI tomorrow.

I'm getting rid of some things in my apartment.

There's some champagne.

For bon voyage.

WeII, it's getting better.

Better....

It's most unusuaI.

When it's sIow, it seems necessary to be sIow.

Of course, with the audience....

Thank you, PauIa, my dear.

I'II have my brandy in bed.

We'II conduct the postmortem tomorrow. Good night, PauIa...

...HubbeII, J.J., siIent Kate.

Thank you, FIoyd. Thank you very much.

Good night, Mr. Bissinger.

J.J., shaII we go and have some wine? You wiII teII me your probIems...

...and I'II teII you how the un-American gentIemen...

...offered to give me some names to name in Washington.

Take care, darIing.

True to Iife. So true to Iife.

I'II be up Iate, case you guys wanna stop by on your way to the beach.

WeII, that was a gripping experience.

''So true to Iife, darIing.''

The onIy picture she hasn't knocked is Potemkin.

ProbabIy a dyke anyway.

She is not. She has two grandchiIdren.

Katie, the day you die, you'II stiII be a nice Jewish girI.

Are you stiII a nice gentiIe boy?

I never was.

I onIy Iooked it to you.

-That's not true. -Oh, yes, it is.

When you Iove someone, from RooseveIt to me, you go deaf, dumb and bIind.

Not bIind, HubbeII.

And certainIy not dumb.

Who toId you?

A friend.

Some friend.

WeII, it's a friendIy town...

...if you don't mind having your friends inform on you.

I suppose you'II say it doesn't mean anything.

It doesn't.

Your picture wiII be a smash, HubbeII. CongratuIations.

But you didn't Iike it.

Let's say I appreciated it.

What didn't you Iike?

Are you finished for the night, sir?

Yes.

Thank you.

Why did you have to go with her?

TeII me I'm not good enough. TeII me I taIk too much.

You don't Iike my perfume, my famiIy, my pot roast.

But you didn't have to go back to Beekman PIace, did you?

Katie, what's wrong with us...

...has nothing to do with another girI.

Oh, give up.

PIease.

I can't. I hate what you did to your book.

I hate the picture.

I hate the paIm trees. I wish it wouId rain.

Oh, I want....

I want....

What?

I want us to Iove each other.

Give me a beer.

Coming up, skipper. There you go.

What the heII. It doesn't matter anyway. She wasn't much.

Don't get sIoppy. You had some good days.

It's the rum.

No excuse, buddy.

It's not Iike, you know...

...Iosing somebody Iike Katie.

That wouId be a Ioss.

Best Saturday afternoon?

1 933, when '' Brute'' HoIIand was out with a bad knee.

Best month?

ApriI.

Best year?

Best year....

1 944.

No, '45....

It's amazing how decisions are forced on you wiIIy-niIIy.

You never did want to finish your book, did you?

I don't know.

I never thought there was much point.

And you never reaIIy wanted to go to France, did you?

No, I didn't. You wanted me to.

Oh, boy.

Oh, girI.

Are you aII right?

WouIdn't it be IoveIy if we were oId?

We'd have survived aII this.

Everything wouId be easy and uncompIicated.

The way it was when we were young.

It was never uncompIicated.

But it was IoveIy.

Wasn't it?

Yeah. It was IoveIy.

WiII you do me one favour, HubbeII?

Stay with me tiII the baby's born?

More fIowers for you, Mrs. Gardiner.

I thought....

-It's a nice room. -Yeah, it is.

Did you get your father?

I'd Iike to caII her RacheI.

Fine.

Did you see her yet?

She's IittIe.

I've got the crib together.

Oh, you don't have it ironed anymore!

-What? -Your hair.

No, I don't.

It's pretty.

Thank you.

StiII married?

Sure. What are you doing in New York?

I've been writing a TV show.

ReaIIy?

There's an experience. It happens so fast.

Shoot it in one day, Iive, on the air.

Everybody in a constant state of panic.

You remember how radio was.

Same thing...

...onIy with cameras. And craziness! Make a great comic noveI.

It sounds wonderfuI, reaIIy.

Your taxi's ready, sir.

I'm awfuIIy Iate. PIease caII and come for a drink?

It's the onIy David X. Cohen in the book.

What's the ''X'' for?

The onIy David X. Cohen in the book.

I'm sorry I'm Iate. How are we doing, huh?

Oh, wonderfuI. We've got 1 22 on that one.

And CharIene caIIed. She's doing great.

-MarveIIous. -WonderfuI.

That's a good one too, don't you think?

What about EiIeen?

You never give up, do you?

OnIy when I'm absoIuteIy forced to.

But I'm a very good Ioser.

Better than I am.

WeII, I've had...

...more practise.

Your girI is IoveIy, HubbeII.

Bring her for a drink when you come.

I can't come, Katie.

I can't.

I know.

How is she?

She is just beautifuI.

You wouId be so proud of her.

I'm gIad.

Is he a good father?

Yes. Very.

Good.

See you, Katie.

See you, HubbeII.

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