All About Eve Page #12
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MARGO:
Where is she?
LLOYD:
Up in the room.
MAX:
If you'll excuse me-
(to Margo)
I'll tell Miss Caswell...
He goes out. A pause.
MARGO:
Who's left out there?
LLOYD:
Too many. And you've got a new guest.
A movie star from Hollywood.
MARGO:
Shucks. And my autograph book is at
the cleaners.
Another pause.
MARGO:
You disapprove of me when I'm like
this, don't you?
LLOYD:
Not exactly. Sometimes, though, I
wish I understood you better.
MARGO:
When you do, let me in on it.
LLOYD:
I will.
Another pause.
MARGO:
How's the new one coming?
LLOYD:
The play? All right, I guess...
MARGO:
"Cora." She's - still a girl of
twenty?
LLOYD:
Twentyish. It isn't important.
MARGO:
Don't you think it's about time it
became important?
LLOYD:
How do you mean?
MARGO:
Don't be evasive.
LLOYD:
Margo, you haven't got any age.
MARGO:
Miss Channing is ageless. Spoken
like a press agent.
LLOYD:
I know what I'm talking about, after
all they're my plays...
MARGO:
Spoken like an author.
(abruptly)
Lloyd, I'm not twentyish. I am not
thirtyish. Three months ago, I was
forty years old. Forty. Four oh.
(smiles)
That slipped out, I hadn't quite
made up my mind to admit it. Now I
feel as if I'd suddenly taken all my
clothes off...
LLOYD:
Week after week, to thousands of
people, you're as young as you want...
MARGO:
...as young as they want, you mean.
And I'm not interested in whether
thousands of people think I'm six or
six hundred-
LLOYD:
Just one person. Isn't that so?
(Margo doesn't answer)
You know what this is all about,
don't you? It has very little to do
with whether you should play "Cora"
it has everything to do with the
fact that you've had another fight
with Bill.
A pause. Margo closes the box of bicarb.
MARGO:
Bill's thirty-two. He looks thirty
two. He looked it five years ago,
he'll look it twenty years from now.
I hate men.
(she puts the box
down)
Don't worry, Lloyd. I'll play your
play. I'll wear rompers and come in
rolling a hoop if you like... let's
go say good night.
They exit into the dining room. As they open the swinging
door, the CAMERA REMAINS in the doorway. Margo and Lloyd
walk toward the stairs. In the b.g., Eve is talking to the
group.
How much she says is dependent on how long it takes Margo
and Lloyd to reach her.
EVE:
(in the b.g.)
Imagine... to know, every night,
that different hundreds of people
love you... They smile, their eyes
shine - you've pleased them, they
want you, you belong. Anything's
worth that.
Just as before, she becomes aware of Margo's approach with
Lloyd. She scrambles to her feet...
MARGO:
Don't get up. And please stop acting
as if I were the queen mother.
And as Margo speaks - or before - we
FADE OUT:
FADE IN:
EXT. N.Y. THEATER STREET - DAY
Margo gets out of a cab in front of the theater and goes in.
It's Friday afternoon - no performance.
MARGO'S VOICE
What was it the wise man said - "This,
too, will pass away"? Two weeks later -
the day of the audition - all was
well with Bill and me, the world and
me-
INT. LOBBY AND FOYER - CURRAN THEATER - DAY
Margo comes from the street through the lobby (a few people
buying tickets) and into the deserted foyer. She spots Addison
sprawled on one of the sofas.
MARGO:
Why so remote, Addison? I should
think you'd be at the side of your
protegee, lending her moral support...
ADDISON:
Miss Caswell, at the moment, is where
I can lend no support - moral or
otherwise.
MARGO:
The ladies' - shall we say - lounge?
ADDISON:
Being violently ill to her tummy.
MARGO:
It's good luck before an audition.
She'll be all right once it starts.
She heads for the auditorium.
ADDISON:
Miss Caswell got lucky too late.
The audition is over.
MARGO:
(stops)
Over? It can't be. I've come to read
with her. I promised Max.
ADDISON:
The audition was called for 2:30.
It is now nearly four.
MARGO:
(lightly)
Is it really? I must start wearing a
watch, I never do, you know... who
read with Miss Caswell? Bill?
(he shakes his head)
Lloyd?
(he shakes his head)
Well, it couldn't have been Max!
Who?
ADDISON:
Naturally enough, your understudy.
MARGO:
I consider it highly unnatural to
allow a girl in an advanced state
of pregnancy-
ADDISON:
I refer to your new and unpregnant
understudy. Eve Harrington.
MARGO:
Eve! My understudy...
ADDISON:
(keenly)
Didn't you know?
MARGO:
(quickly)
Of course I knew.
ADDISON:
It just slipped your mind.
A moment of silence.
MARGO:
How... how was Miss Caswell?
ADDISON:
Frankly, I don't remember.
MARGO:
Just slipped your mind.
ADDISON:
Completely. Nor, I am sure, could
anyone else present tell you how
Miss Caswell read or whether Miss
Caswell read or rode a pogo stick.
MARGO:
Was she that bad?
As Addison speaks, he rises with excitement.
ADDISON:
Margo, as you know, I have lived in
the Theater as a Trappist monk lives
in his faith. I have no other world,
no other life - and once in a great
while I experience that moment of
Revelation for which all true
believers wait and pray. You were
one. Jeanne Eagels another... Paula
Wessely... Hayes - there are others,
three or four. Eve Harrington will
be among them...
MARGO:
(flatly)
I take it she read well.
ADDISON:
It wasn't reading, it was a
performance. Brilliant, vivid,
something made of music and fire...
MARGO:
How nice.
ADDISON:
In time she'll be what you are.
MARGO:
A mass of music and fire. That's me.
An old kazoo and some sparkles.
Tell me - was Bill swept away, too,
or were you too full of Revelation
to notice?
ADDISON:
Bill didn't say - but Lloyd was beside
himself. He listened to his play as
if someone else had written it, he
said, it sounded so fresh, so new,
so full of meaning...
MARGO:
How nice for Lloyd. And how nice for
Eve. How nice for everybody.
Addison, of course, knows exactly what she's doing. He senses
the approaching typhoon, he whips it up...
ADDISON:
Eve was incredibly modest. She
insisted that no credit was due her,
that Lloyd felt as he did only because
she read lines exactly as he had
written them.
MARGO:
The implication being that I have
not been reading them as written.
ADDISON:
To the best of my recollection,
neither your name nor your performance
entered the conversation.
Miss Caswell appears, uncertain, in the b.g.
ADDISON:
Feeling better, my dear?
MISS CASWELL:
Like I just swam the English Channel.
Now what?
ADDISON:
You next move, it seems to me, should
be toward television.
Margo, abruptly, starts for the auditorium. Addison smiles.
He takes Miss Caswell's arm.
MISS CASWELL:
Tell me this. Do they have auditions
for television?
ADDISON:
That's all television is, my dear.
Nothing but auditions.
He takes her toward the street.
INT. THEATER - CURRAN THEATER - DAY
The curtain is up; the set, covered, is a bedroom in a
deteriorating Southern mansion.
There is no one in the theater but Max, seated on the aisle
about two-thirds down, and Eve with Lloyd and Bill on the
stage. She is seated; they stand between her and auditorium.
There is some ad lib talk among the three which we cannot
make out. Margo marches down the aisle with a steady pace.
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