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Who is it?

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

It might be worth your while to listening to him Edna.

So he can tell 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 half with down the page to...

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

You're making me a complete bitch...

...just to keep in your propaganda!

Look Peggy, I'll tell you--

Oh, Jesus!

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

I'm glad you are back. How did it go?

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

Oh! I get you some in a minute.

That one always got a feather up her ass Don't cast that broad again.

Takes a reactionary to play one. Listen, we are 7 minutes 10 seconds...

- Where's my coffee? - I get you some in a minute - Can't the chintzy OWI even afford a gofer?

And where's Roxanne? I promised her a big night.

- Oh, she called and she said that she couldn't make it. - Ah, swell!

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

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

Two lines I wrote to cover the cut on 12, no good? huh?

Morosky, let me do the writing, will ya?

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

- Can't come huh? - Nope.

Okay, Katie, you're in luck.

Uncle Bill is going to take you to El Morocco, courtesy of the Office of War Information.

All right, Americans, let's take it from the top.

One, two. One, two, three.

Please clear the way.

Please clear the way.

But sir we do have a reservation.

- I told you once before there are no more tables available. - But we called...

- ...and you said that it was tables available - Sorry, no more tables.

- I told you-- - But we called--

I'd like to know your name and also like to know why you're not in uniform.

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

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

- Get his name! I want you to get his name--- - We were with a whole bunch of people---

- Hey, Verso! Merry old Bill Verso. - Hey, Tiny!

Stop it! You can't do that!

They're with us.

Come on! just a minute!

Thanks a lot Tiny, good to see you.

Listen, Katie-- Hey, Jimbo!

Can't you leave 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!

Hubbell Gardiner.

What?

That's his name.

Swell. What's hers?

I suppose they learn that incredible balance onboard ship.

Absolutely. Let's dance.

What you've you got to lose?

Probably be going overseas soon. It's all pretty hush-hush.

Save Loyalist Spain! Stop Franco for world peace now!

Write President Roosevelt today!

Come on. Do something about it!

Save Spain! Stop Franco!

Stop the slaughter of innocent women and children, do something about it!

Write your congressman, you do it today.

Hey Katie, what are you selling?

The ROTC.

You can have it cheap!

Fascist.

Row, Hubbell!

A true peace rally...

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

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

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

Miss Katie Morosky.

I guess I do need an introduction.

Back up, Katie.

Yeah, all the way to Moscow!

You can still take Communion and like the Soviet Union!

What's cooking in the Kremlin, Katie?

The Kremlin's worried about the civil war in Spain. Are you?

Thousands of Spanish citizens are being bombed and machine-gunned and murdered.

Only one country is sending help. 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 total disarmament. Is that scary?

Hitler and Mussolini are using Spain as testing ground for what they want.

Another world war! Is that scary?

You're darn right it is!

There's only 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, anyplace...

...who will not stand up for world peace now!

You're really...

...you're really something.

Really-- You're really beautiful.

No, I mean it.

You're really beautiful.

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 almost every single campus in this country.

They're taking that pledge now. So show your solidarity by taking it with them.

'' I refuse to support''--

Come on, come on.

'' I refuse''-- Come on everybody on your feet!

'' I refuse to''-- Come on that's right, on your feet. Come on 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 council calls this a peace rally.

And I call it a peace strike.

And I'm an English major.

It isn't that funny.

You fascists!

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

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

It's a short story how can it possibly take so--

Frankie Mc Veigh, you're not funny.

- I know it. - Listen...

...would you do me a favor? Take the YCL meeting on Monday night.

- Katie, 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 beautiful.

- How much do you have in the treasury? - $542.18.

Possible themes for the senior prom.

''Caribbean Holiday'',''Jungle Fever''--

Hey fellas, you should be listening to this.

''Niagara Falls''

''Thirteen Colonies'',''48 States''

''Thirteen Colonies,'' ''48 States''--

J.J.

J.J., listen.

''The 48 States,'' ''Starlight, Star Bright'' and '' In My Merry Oldsmobile.''

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

How about ''The Stalin Shuffle''?

What are we gonna have? Hamburgers?

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

She's a million Laughs.

- What do you want? - Coke.

- Coca-Cola? - Coca-Cola.

Excuse me.

You're all decadent and disgusting.

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

Yes you were. You make fun of everything. You think politics is a joke.

You make fun of politicians.

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

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

You think he is funny? well so was Hitler, he even has a funny moustache. Why don't you have a Nazi prom?

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

All right, comes the revolution, maybe we'll have a sense of humor.

Four cheeseburgers, four cokes.

Onion?

Yeah, in the cokes.

If I read comparatively few of your stories aloud in class...

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

Or at least, talented.

Today I'm going to read, with a great deal of pleasure...

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

The name of the story is ''The All-American Smile.''

And it's by Hubbell Gardiner.

'' In a way, he was like the country he lived in.

Everything came too easily to him, but at least he knew it.

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

But then most everyone he knew was more fraudulent.

Sometimes he felt he was...

...there's really no reason for us to change.

But of course by then, they were too lost or too lazy.

It had always been too easy.''

Trouble with some people is they work too hard.

Are you speaking to me?

Want a beer?

I don't drink.

One sip. One sip of beer.

Well?

- Why do you carry your books all the time? - That's what I crossed the street for?

I'm celebrating.

What are you celebrating?

I got you to cross the street.

Listen, I'm sorry I...

I let much time go by without telling you that I really liked your story.

You're a good writer.

Thank you.

Mrs. Simpson married the Duke of Windsor. It'll be in the papers tomorrow.

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?

Well...

...thanks for getting me across the street.

I sold one.

I sold a story.

I've never known anybody who sold one.

Oh, boy, Hubbell.

Okay, so have a drink.

Sit.

To your first novel.

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

Yeah, why not?

You should've laughed.

''Any peace but Katie's piece''

You were good. You had them.

You could've kept them, if only you'd laughed.

- It wasn't funny. - That's not the only reason to laugh.

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

- You've no sense of humor. - Members of my family happens to think I'm extremely humorous.

- Why are you always so angry? - I'm not always! Just because I don't know...

...much about your drippy coed humor, I mean I've never been inside one of those, fraternity or sorority...

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

Yeah! that's pretty dirty business.

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

Do you smile all the time?

No.

No.

No. No.

Hey, here is to commencement.

A funny word for ''the end.''

Mrs. Simpson married the Duke of Windsor...

I told you that, didn't I?

Yeah, you did.

I'm really happy about your news.

I hope I get to read your story someday.

Put your foot here.

Go get 'em, Katie.

See you, Hubbell.

See you.

Don't spill it on your dress.

I'd like 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 glad 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 bottle? So bourgeois.

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

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

Can you, Frankie?

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

Hubbell?

Hubbell?

What do you know?

Small world, isn't it?

I fall asleep?

I think so.

What do you know?

Would you like to have a cup of coffee?

Oh, yeah.

Coffee.

Here you are, kiddo. Good night.

Good night.

Good night, Hubbell, old boy.

Whoever you are.

Who are you?

It's the top floor.

Only one more!

In there.

Hubbell?

Hubbell?

General quarters! General quarters! Count down!

Stand safe...

Hubbell.

Hubbell, it's Katie.

You didn't know it was Katie.

I'll have this done in a minute.

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

Gee, you have a lot of ribbons here.

You have any aspirin?

Oh, I don't.

Push in on your temples.

How can you not have aspirin?

I always 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 comfortable-- - You didn't have--

- 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 least.

I'm low on sugar, but it's real coffee.

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

Looks good, though.

You still have J.J.?

So how long will you be around? I mean, where are you stationed?

In Washington.

Oh, that's good, that could be exciting.

Why?

Roosevelt is there.

I thought the Party said he was an evil warmonger.

How do you know what the Party said?

You still think a varsity letter stands for ''moron'' huh?

Some people work out better than we think.

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

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

This is the radio station. I mean it's very difficult to find a hotel room.

And if you're ever in town and you you know, can't find one, well, just...

No obligation of course.

Thank you.

About last night...

Oh! I'm... listen, I'm sorry. I've been falling asleep all over the place lately.

That's okay.

But thanks for putting me up I hope I didn't keep you awake with my snoring.

Oh, that's okay.

I like snoring.

See you, Katie.

See you, Hubbell.

Good luck.

American-Soviet benefit, Friday night at town hall!

Come to the American-Soviet Friendship benefit Friday.

American-Soviet benefit at town hall, folks.

Come to the American-Soviet benefit Friday night.

Thank you. Big show. Big show at town hall, folks.

Come to the American-Soviet benefit Friday night.

Hey, soldier, 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 late for the OWI. here...

...See you later Pony.

Bye!

- Vote for Thomas E. Dewey! - Oh listen, we've gotta stop FDR.

I'll take them, give them to your friends. I'll help you out.

CDHQ, America Calling.

Applications are available at your local post office.

CDHQ, America Calling.

Can you identify them?

Over the Bronx? 25 Stuka Dive Bombers.

Yes, I've got it, madam. Yes, I remember Pearl Harbor. One moment I'll connect you.

I mean even if he lost the paper, I'm still in the book.

It's only been a week.

One moment, please, I'll connect you.

He could phone at least. CDHQ, America Calling.

Phone where? you've only got eleven jobs.

You've censored all but nine lousy minutes you know that?

- The army resends any application that will spit on Negroes. - Which you do.

- It's policy not to aggravate the situation-- - Oh now the Negroes are a situation huh?

The Pentagon feels that after the war--

It'll be as crummy as it was before the war, you racist fink!

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

- What do you mean what's the matter with her this week? - I mean look would you both shut up!?

- I have 21 minutes of dead airspace in there! - Yea, well it's his fault!

Okay, okay! I'll sign.

Hubbell?

- Where are you? - Grant's tomb.

I can't get a room anywhere listen, can I use your couch?

- Of course you can use my couch. - Morosky, we have--

Will you, please!?

Hubbell, there's beer in the icebox and there�s clean towels...

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

... why don't you just take off the phone and put it in the bottom drawer of the desk.

- How do I get the key? - I'll call the super.

Hubbell!

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

Look I don't know when I'll be back. Could you leave a key or?

No you can't you can't, you can't. I've got steaks and baked potatoes and sour cream and chives...

...and salad and fresh baked pie.

I would've made pot roast I make a terrific pot roast...

...but I didn't know if you would've had pot roast or would you liked pot roast. I mean Anyway, there wasn't time...

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

And you must be hungry because I mean with all the hotels ... and you couldn't have had time to eat or anything...

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

What kind of pie?

Oh, your hero, huh?

Who?

He wasn't in college when he didn't lift a finger for Spain.

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

Easier than you can justify the Allies sitting on their behinds while the Russians were taking--

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.

Bit you'd rather talk politics.

All the contradictions. Should we get in the war, should we not?

Stalin's for Hitler. Stalin's against Hitler.

It's all about political doubletalk, but you hold on.

And know how you do it?

I don't know how you can't.

You're jealous.

- What? - You are.

Why are you jealous?

I'll live.

Maybe longer.

But you won't write another novel.

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

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

Twice.

I liked it Hubbell.

I liked it a lot.

What didn't you like?

The way you write is no problem, no kidding.

Your style is absolutely gorgeous. But--

Gorgeous?

It is.

It is gorgeous.

But you...

...stand back.

Do you know what I mean?

Go ahead.

You see, the people...

...you watch them...

...from a distance.

Where?

In the book.

I know, in the book.

Where in the book?

Be specific.

All through it Hubbell.

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

What makes you think I'm going to write a second novel?

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

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

Sure.

Aren't you?

No.

No. Not as sure.

Do things still come to you easily?

'' In a way he was like the country he lived in.

Everything came too easily to him.''

Then what the hell made you remember that?

I always wondered if it would stay true.

Not altogether.

What doesn't come easy now?

Hotel rooms.

Be serious.

Do you know you're beautiful?

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 old pal J.J.

Come on, it'll be fun. We can all be decadent and eat eggs Benedict...

...and vote Republican.

- I don't like eggs Benedict. - Really?

- I'll bet you were a cheerleader. - Me?

- Come on. - No!

Maybe something terrible happen, you�ll 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.

Why? Do you mean all this? No, it's not mine. It belongs to my aunt.

Is that the one that plays the accordion?

Does his aunt really play the accordion?

- Yeah! she got squeezed to death. - She did not.

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

Best USO?

- Come on. - All right, wait a minute, I've got it.

Hollywood and Vine.

Best USO hostess?

Tallulah Bankhead.

Well I hope your aunt is under Patton.

You can bet she's under somebody.

Would you excuse me?

AII right.

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

- Best small hotel. - That�s not fair. I haven't been abroad.

And I know it's in Switzerland.

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

- Pretty, isn't it? - Yeah.

You look different.

It's my hair, I have it ironed.

- You what? - In Harlem.

I actually have friends in Harlem.

I'm sure you do. Would you like me to disapprove?

But how long has this been going on?

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

- No. No, she looks terrific. - I like her, J.J.

- You really haven't changed at all, have you Katie? - Neither have you.

Nearly as pretty as ever.

For a while.

I'm with J.J. now.

Are you?

Excuse me.

Do you remember what she looked like in college compared to what she looks right now?

- Can I get you fellas a drink? - No I don't think so.

- Hey, what were you doing out there? - She seemed a little upset.

You doing it you know? You make yourself feel out of place.

your friends make me feel like I'm invited for drinks and everyone else is staying for supper.

Why don't you try talking to them?

- I have. - No you don't.

You don't talk, you lecture.

What was that speech in there about Yalta?

Katie, there isn't anybody in that room that needs you to explain Yalta.

No?! Then why all those silly jokes?

You did hear your friend J.J. called Roosevelt the ''Yaltese Falcon''

Well I thought,.. it was pretty fun.

And selling your novel to Hollywood? I hope that's supposed to be fun.

- Why? - Why?

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

Maybe I'd be lucky to sell a book to Hollywood. I don't know and you don't know even...

You've never even been there! Where you get your information from?

Besides, this isn't the point. Why can't we just relax and enjoy the party?

When you get onto politics, and your sense of humor goes right out the window.

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

...difficult for me to laugh about, Hubbell.

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 let's not discuss it.

All right.

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

What if I like it?

Waiter?

Ahoy.

Come in.

How you doing?

Fine.

Is that new?

No! it was in the other room.

Looks good there.

Plants are all growing.

How's your mother?

Much better, like the news.

I have a chance to sell my book to Hollywood.

- I know, J.J. told me. - Yeah?!

What do you think about that?

About living in sunshine all year long...

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

Sailing.

Sounds wonderful.

Would you like a drink?

No.

No, I just stopped. I was out walking.

Hey, thanks.

I love 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 which was so close at hand.

Did you go see it?

I was talking to...

There was this older guy...

...on, you know, that steel platform between cars?

I helped 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 old man.

Yeah third was too much for my old man.

- At least it'll end those Eleanor jokes. - Some were funny.

How about Eleanor down in the mine with all those hillbillies?

Oh right. Her face was covered with grime, right?

Grime? For Chris sakes, Julianne, Eleanor went down into...

...a mine and got her face black with coal. And those hillbillies saw her...

...big buckteeth shining--

Her husband is dead!

Dead.

Yes, Mrs. Roosevelt went down into the mines.

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

Did you tell the cripple jokes too? Is there anything that isn't a joke to you people?

Sorry.

Who makes up jokes anyway?

J.J.'s old man.

Scads of swell material here for a good novel.

That is if this is what you wanna write about.

People who tell stupid jokes instead of feeling something.

Why don't we all... mmm... meet every five years...

...or every time a President conks. Whichever is sooner!

What are you doing?

What are we doing here? What is so hot about being here?

J.J.'s gonna buy your book and we're all gonna go to Hollywood?

Take it easy Katie.

Katie, lots of good writers went there. Fitzgerald--

- He's dead! you dummy! - I know that.

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

- ...and people like you! - Damn it, stop it!

The guy told a bad joke, He's sorry.

Why did you bring me here? Couldn't we have gone for a walk...

- ...or sit on a bench? - I did not want to go somewhere sad and feel sadder.

- What is the matter with feeling sadder? - It won't help anything! The President died!

And it just didn't happened to you. Everything in the world that happens does not happen to you personally.

Now behave yourself.

I don't want to behave myself I don't care about behaving myself!

Then don't. Do what you want.

I wanna get out of here.

All right.

I meant us.

And then what?

See you later, 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 smiling.

Good night, Billy.

Hi.

Hi.

Gee, I thought you got sent overseas.

Could I talk to you?

Sure.

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

You see, it was like a tantrum. you know what I mean?,.. I get them from time to time.

- It's like an eclipse. - Don't apologize, don't apologize...

- I'm sorry. - Don't apologize please... I'm not here for apologize...

I wanted to have an apology dinner. I thought I'd fill my icebox with stuff and--

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

Oh I swear now, I go to swearing school now.

48 street soundproof school. I'm already up to the F's.

I'm also taking course on laughing and studying Protestant cookery.

Don't, don't.

Are you finished?

Look, Katie--

Oh GOD! Please don't start a sentence with ''Look'' It's always bad news.

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

Why?

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

I was too easy for you.

Easy?

I don't mean sexually. I mean...

... I mean easy Like everything is for you.

You really think you're easy?

Compared to what? The Hundred Years' War?

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

Counterattack, politics, revolution, cause!

That's fine, it's all fine, for you! So do it, stay with it. I admire it.

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

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

I don't fit on Beekman place, that's what's really wrong.

- You really think that's what I'm talking-- - Yes I do!

No demands, just fun, laughs.

Go ahead! Go! Go! Go! Go have a good time on Beekman place.

You wanna end up nicely like a gentleman you have. So go on. Go get out!

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

I'm calm now, Hubbell.

You can go.

It's me.

Hubbell...

Wait a minute, hold on.

Don't go away.

Listen, Hubbell...

...this is kind of peculiar.

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

...I know that you know.

And...

...I also know that you...

...you know that I don't feel exactly bright-eyed and bushy-tailed...

...as J.J. would say.

Anyway, the peculiar thing is...

...it's really a request, you know, a favor.

You see, I can't sleep, Hubbell...

...it would help me so much if you could...

Well, if I had someone to talk to.

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

...to talk about it with.

Only you're my best friend.

Isn't that dumb?

So dumb.

You're the best friend I ever had.

It would help me so much if you'd come over and see me through tonight.

Listen...

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

...or beg you...

...or embarrass you.

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

So could-- Hubbell, could you please come over right away, please?

There's some sleeping pills in the medicine cabinet.

Here.

Isn't one enough?

No.

I'm scared.

Take them.

Will you stay till I fall asleep?

I'm really 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 sleepy.

Don't drink it like water.

It's because I'm not attractive enough isn't it?

I'm not fishing, really. 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 style...

...for you.

Do I?

Be my friend.

No.

You don't have the right style.

I'll change.

No! Don't change. You're your own girl. You have your own style.

But then I won't have you.

Why can't I have you? Why?

Because you push too hard.

Every damn minute.

I mean we don't--

There's no time ever to just relax and enjoy living.

Everything's too serious to be so serious.

If I push too hard it's because I want things to be better.

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

Sure I make waves, I mean you have to. And I'll keep making them...

...till you're everything you should be and will be.

You'll never find anyone as good for you as I am, to believe in you as much as I do or love you as much.

- I know that. - Well then, why?

Do you think if I come back it's gonna be okay by magic?

What's gonna be changed? What's gonna be different?

- We both will be wrong. We both will lose. - Couldn�t we both win?

Look I like Hollywood. I like Alice Faye what's not to like?

Don't. Don't. No, please.

Somebody's getting up.

Aren't you sleepy yet?

You are.

I'm exhausted.

Katie, you expect so much.

Oh, but look what I've got.

Jesus! Your director lives here?

Actually, he lives in a little room over the garage. The servants live here.

How can he work in a place like this?

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

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

- Well, well, everybody's here. - Everybody who's anybody.

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

- Hubbell! - Hi, George.

I'm George Bissinger. Glad you could make it.

- It's my wife, Vicki. - Hi Vicki.

- Hi, 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.

Reported to be the greatest agent in town.

If I were a great agent would I be an agent?

- Nice to meet you. - You may think those are croquet balls she is slamming around

...but actually it's from her collection of shrunken rider's heads.

Have you seen the Bissinger collection? we'll talk later

But you believe in this.., field span of Hollywood intellectuals plan to overthrow the government?

They couldn't overthrow Louella Parsons.

As in '37, in Munich, Hitler was a joke too.

This is Paula Reisner, our resident pessimist.

Sorry. I'm sorry.

Ah, they're coming all right. To investigate all us communist subversives.

Oh they're just out to get election yardage it's by coupling their names to the great jerks in the silver screen.

You do know that they're getting people to testify secret.

Horses' asses.

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

Come on George, it's your shot.

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

Hey Gardiner, Why aren't you at home making the script brilliant?

Listen to the producer. Script's so brilliant... ... You don't even understand it.

I'm so glad you came, I was gonna call you.

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

- 45, huh? - Everybody is gotta come as one of the Marx Brothers.

- K-K-Katie, you could come as Karl. - Still stuttering huh?

I tell you one thing, I'm not coming as Groucho.

Good, you can come as Harpo that way you won't be able to talk.

I think your director's an idiot.

Too high? Too low?

Oh! you trying to tell me something?

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

You can have 10 years in eleven worth, 11 years in twelve worth, or 5 and 10 in Woolworth.

--to control thoughts you mean. Censorship.

Come on, let's not dramatize this. I'm sure it'll all blow over.

- That line is absolutely necessary George. - It's the point of the whole scene.

Don't need it. The point's better made by those insane dancers in red, white and blue.

There are no dancers in his book. You can't just have dancers with the seek of having dancers

Please.

Look Brooks, if we get this thing organized you have got to talk.

- Oh please, I can't talk in front-- - Oh! Come on, Brookies.

- It's gorgeous if you do. - I'll write, all right?

He doesn't understand what you writing about you know...

- ... I never liked his movies anyway-- - ''Honk-honk-honk'' said the doc.

- You rang? Your wish is my command. - Oh GOD!

This morning I shot an elephant in my pajamas... ...how it got there I never know

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

Lets have a meeting at my house 5:00pm Sunday.

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

- I don't know, It's something I heard. - Well you listen to the wrong people, now stop it...

...Come on. I have an early day.

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

- Hey. - Hey, what?

Could you please stop it? I can't... ...this is coming out in French.

Maybe Bissinger will like it better in French.

Taste this.

How is it?

- It's great. - Yea?!

- Yeah. - Okay.

I'll study French cooking while you finish your novel.

Done much thinking about it?

No, not much.

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

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

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

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

- You'll gonna get the sack. - Well I can always go back to brain surgery.

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

Why don't you quit? I mean after all, it's--

I'm laying a nice nest egg for France.

- Italy. - France.

- Spain? - Never.

China, maybe. That�s where one of my phony synopsis takes place.

China?

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

Got a title?

Shevuos! Exclamation point.

Sounds catchy.

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

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

So he gets the idea--

Of calling them matzos.

You read the book!

Backwards.

Oh, I got one for you.

And I can't take another one.

Loudmouthed Jewish girl...

...from New York City, comes to Malibu, California...

- ...and tells her gorgeous goyisher guy... - Good alliteration.

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

...and he just looks at her and...

Are you kidding?

No.

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

Get it, Katie, sweetheart!

All 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'll make the salad. - Oh good! thank you.

Watch out for the paint takes forever to dry down here.

- You'll be in Beverly Hills before it dries. - France, not Beverly Hills.

Not if get Hubbell to deal I'm working on.

What deal?

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

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

It mean a lot more money, Kate. You and Hubbell could live in style.

I thought we did, Rhea.

Pop sent me a list of names today.

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

Thomas Jefferson Gardiner, Solomon David Gardiner...

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

What if it's a girl?

Well, if it's a girl actually there's only one name, it's my mother's.

Yeah, what's that?

Rachel.

So keep your fingers crossed.

What's this picture about anyway?

Cowboys and Indians.

Not too loud. Brooks wrote it.

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

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

I think I'm calm enough. Vicki, let's start.

Oh, don't pull that old trick with the sunglasses. I know when you're sleeping.

--the best Western I've ever read.

I mean it.

There they are. Hey, Velez and Yolanda.

- Here, saved you guys a seat. - Thank you.

- We didn't miss anything, did we? - All right, Floyd.

- How's my godchild? - Very happy.

My God.

What the hell is going on?

- What did it, George? - Your Picasso!

What's the trouble?

Testing. Do you get us?

George, what the hell is going on?

We're being recorded.

- Hey, would you knock it off up there? - Floyd, stop it!

Can't hear me.

Floyd, hold it!

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

We've got to do something about this tonight, right now. Do you have a lawyer George?

Is there anybody we can call? Shouldn't we let him know what is happening?

So how do we know that this room isn't bugged too?

- Most of the country would never believe this. - Most of the country will never know about this.

We can't let this happen, I mean we have rights.

- Can't the studios do something about this? - We have got to do something about it, We!

Bissinger says this scene isn't necessary.

I told him he's wrong.

What do you think? You�re the producer.

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

Easy, will you?

Yeah, easy.

Hey, Hub.

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

Sure.

You know what they are doing?

I don't know, overthrowing the government, I suppose.

Let's see, Sunday's volleyball...

Yeah, they like to overthrow the government on Monday.

They plan to go to Washington to challenge the committee...

...on the basis of the First Amendment.

What?

Well, well.

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

That's for sure.

Some actor comes up to me...

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

What do you think?

If they go, it'll only make more trouble. They may not have jobs to come back to.

What do you want from me?

Tell Katie to stay out of it.

You tell her.

All right, I will.

I'll buy tickets to that.

Would you just tell her to go easy?

Yeah, sure I will. You tell the Bissinger to go easy. You're the producer.

What the hell is eating you?

Nothing, nothing. War's over, right?

Movies...

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

Athletic Scholarship. Doesn't that count?

Doesn't count, buddy.

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

Nope.

What are you talking about? We got paid $150 a month.

Doesn't count.

- You want a drink? - No.

There's a little trouble at home. I have to keep my wits about me.

Old Carol Ann.

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

And all the absent friends, class of '37.

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

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

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

He has an enormous heart and no sense of humor.

You found us out.

He calls himself Brooks Kropatkin, but that is not his real name.

-What is it? -Carpenter.

Carpenter! Aha! Who told you that?

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

...since he no longer drinks due to trouble at home.

Well, Carol Ann's 33. Not many moves left.

Well, we're all 33, practically.

No, not you. Not the quiz kid.

What were you, 16 in college?

What's going to happen?

You're going to Washington.

I meant with J.J. and Carol Ann.

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

Gonna take the baby with you?

I thought I might.

Well, nothing like an early education.

I'd like her to learn early 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, Hubbell.

Okay. Now why don't we all just stay home?

I can't.

--and named the names of 14 of his fellow actors.

He described in details their various associations...

... with what will turn to subversive organizations.

Ten men of the original 19 who refused to testify...

And there he is...

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

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

I like it!

Isn't she lovely? America's sweetheart.

Look at her go. I'd forgotten, you know... ...she really was getting to those people.

Take a look at some of those faces.

- Oh, she was a spellbinder. - Sh! Shut up.

I'd forgotten about that.

She's beautiful.

Yeah Katie!

I'm exhausted.

Do you have any comment regarding the Hollywood 10?

Well I�m afraid they're running toward martyrdom achieved nothing but their own destruction.

Standing up for principle doesn't make you a model.

If you don't Like this country, why don't you get the hell out?!

It's my country too!

They could've denied everything that confused everyone as others did.

They didn't want to deny everything.

Can we hold this press conference someplace else?

What are you doing down here at all George? Somebody might put your name on the list.

I refuse to be intimidated.

Well, those 10 men feel exactly the same way.

Free speech is all we're talking about.

Those man are fighting for your right to make any kind of picture you want.

And all you can do is strut around here, making simple remarks.

Could we get a statement from you Mrs. Gardiner?

Yes, I would like to ask these people why they think we just fought a war.

What are you people afraid of?

Shut your mouth, you commie bitch!

You two wait here till the crowd clears.

Are you okay?

You're bleeding.

I'm fine.

It's always fun meeting trains, you know?

I'm sorry, Hubbell. I really didn't expect this.

You didn't expect to come to Hollywood and get a chance to tell off the world either.

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

I'm not telling off the world Hubbell.

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

Doesn't it make you angry listening to Bissinger ridicules those men?

Calling them martyrs because they have guts which he doesn't...

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

Bill of Rights? What Bill of Rights? We don't have any Bill of Rights.

We don't have free speech in this country We never will have.

We never will if people aren't willing to take a stand for what's right.

We never will have because people are scared.

This isn't college.

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

What are you telling me to do? sit by and shut up just because it's dangerous?

I'm telling you it's a waste. That�s what I�m telling...

...and that those men, and their families are only gonna get hurt.

And that nothing is gonna change. Nothing!

And after jail, after five or six years of bad blood...

...when it's practical for some fascist producer to hire some communist writer to save his ass...

...because his hit movie's in trouble, he'll do it.

They'll both do it. They'll make movies, have dinner, they'll play tennis...

...they make passes at each other's wives. Now what in the hell did anybody ever go to jail for?

For what? A political spat?

Hubbell, you are telling me to close my eyes and to watch people being destroyed...

...so that you can go on working. Working in a town that doesn't have spine enough...

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

I'm telling you that people, people are more important than any goddamn witch hunt.

You and me. Not causes. Not principles.

Hubbell, people are their principles.

Oh! GOD!

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

...and any employee who...

...is an unfriendly witness before the committee is...

...fired.

Oh, Jesus.

So now we have an official blacklist.

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

...and stool pigeons.

And now the problem is, how to convince the public...

...that a stool pigeon is a hero.

You are like these damn palm trees.

They don't belong here either. They were brought in and they are look it.

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

- What if he does, Paula? what if he does? - So what is more important to you?

He is.

That's your choice, Katie.

- Give him my love too. - I will.

Thanks, Paula.

Well it's no reflection on anything as in the fact that you're new to all of this...

...film technique.

Especially for the novelist. He's too close to his own material.

I'm not a novelist.

I'd like to think of myself...

...as a screenwriter.

I wanna be up front with you on this.

I know what changes have to be made.

I just don't know if you can make them?

Listen George, nobody else 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 lose what I know about it.

Work with me on it.

Work with me closely, fine but I...

...Listen, and I know the dialogue from the book is slowing the film up.

But I can fix that.

I learn fast. I always have.

Things come--

Uh, Christ George, I can do it.

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

I'll make your changes.

Let me.

With no resistance?

No.

No resistance.

Hi.

Hi.

Bad times?

Can't be all bad.

How's the picture?

Troubled.

I'm going back to New York.

New York.

When do you leave?

Not until tomorrow.

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

There's some champagne.

For bon voyage!?

Well, it's.. uh..., it's getting better.

Better...

It's most unusual.

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

Of course, you know with the audience...

Thank you, Paula, my dear.

Well, I should have my brandy in bed.

We'll conduct the postmortem tomorrow 8:00 in the AM. Good night, Paula...

...Hubbell, J.J., silent Kate.

Thank you, Floyd. Thank you very much.

Good night, Mr. Bissinger.

Well J.J., shall we go and have some wine? and...

...you will tell me your problems and I will tell you how the un-American gentlemen...

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

- Take care, darling. - Bye Paula.

True to life. So true to life.

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

Well, that was a gripping experience.

''So true to life, darling''

The only picture she hasn't knocked is Potemkin.

She's Probably a dyke anyway.

She is not. She has two grandchildren.

Katie, the day you die, you'll still be a nice Jewish girl.

Are you still a nice gentile boy?

I never was.

I only looked it to you.

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

When you love someone, from Roosevelt to me, you go deaf, dumb and blind.

Not blind, Hubbell.

And certainly not dumb.

Who told you?

A friend.

Some friend.

Well, it's a friendly town...

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

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

It doesn't.

Your picture will be a smash, Hubbell. Congratulations.

But you didn't like it.

Let's say I appreciated it.

What didn't you like?

Are you finished for the night, sir?

Yes.

Thank you.

Why did you have to go with her?

Tell me I'm not good enough. Tell me,.. you don't like my politics, tell me I talk too much.

You don't like my perfume, my family, my pot roast.

But for god sake you didn't have to go back to Beekman Place, did you?

Katie, what's wrong with us...

...has nothing to do with another girl.

Oh, give up.

Please.

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

I hate the picture, I hate those people...

...I hate the palm trees. I wish it would rain.

Oh, I want...

I want...

What?

I want us to love each other.

Give me a beer.

Coming up, skipper. There you go.

Well what the hell. It doesn't matter anyway. She wasn't much.

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

It's the rum.

No excuse, buddy.

It's not like, you know...

...losing somebody......Katie.

That would be a loss.

Best Saturday afternoon?

1933, when ''Brute'' Holland was out with a bad knee.

Best month?

April.

Best year?

Best year...

1944.

No, '45...

It's amazing how decisions are forced on you willy-nilly.

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

I don't know I...

...I guess I never really thought there was much a point.

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

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

Yeah.

Oh, boy.

Oh, girl.

Are you all right?

- Yeah, fine. - Come here, sit back.

Wouldn't it have be lovely if we were old?

We'd have survived all this?

Everything would be easy and uncomplicated.

Brought it was when we were young.

Katie it was never uncomplicated.

But it was lovely.

Wasn't it?

Yeah. It was lovely.

Will you do me one favor, Hubbell?

Will you stay with me till the baby is born?

More flowers for you, Mrs. Gardiner.

I thought...

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

Did you get your father?

I'd like to call her Rachel.

Fine.

Did you see her yet?

Yeah.

She.., she's... I don't...

...She's little.

I've got the crib together.

You look ab-- Oh, you don't have it ironed anymore!

- What? - Your hair.

No, I don't.

It's pretty.

Thank you.

Still married?

Sure. What are you doing in New York?

Oh, well I've been writing a TV show.

Really?

There's an experience. It happens so fast.

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

Everybody running around in a constant state of panic.

- You remember how it was in the radio. - Yeah.

Same thing here...

...only with cameras. And craziness! My GOD with craziness. Make a great comic novel.

Sounds wonderful Hubbell, really.

Your taxi's ready, sir.

Listen, I'm awfully late. Will you please call and come for a drink please?

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

What's the ''X'' for?

The only David X. Cohen in the book.

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

Oh, wonderful. We've got 122 on that one.

And Charlene called from down town. She's doing just great.

- Marvelous. - Wonderful. - Well let me see

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

What about Eileen?

You never give up, do you?

Only when I'm absolutely forced to.

But I'm a very good loser.

Better than I am.

Well, I've had...

...more practice.

Your girl is lovely, Hubbell.

Why don't you bring her for a drink when you come.

I can't come, Katie.

I can't.

I know.

How is she?

She is just beautiful.

You would be so proud of her Hubbell.

I'm glad.

Is he a good father?

Yes. Very.

Good.

See you, Katie.

See you, Hubbell.

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