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EVE'S HANDS:
Lovely, beautifully groomed. In serene repose,they rest between a demi-tasse cup and an exquisite small
evening cup.
AGED ACTOR:
Such young hands. Such a young lady.
Young in years, but whose heart is
as old as the Theater...
Addison's eyes narrow quizzically as he listens. Then, slowly,
he turns to look at Karen...
AGED ACTOR:
Some of us a privileged to know her.
We have seen beyond the beauty
and artistry-
Karen never ceases her thoughtful pat-a-cake with the crumbs.
AGED ACTOR:
-that have made her name resound
through the nation. We know her
humility. Her devotion, her loyalty
to her art.
Addison's glance moves from Karen to Margo.
AGED ACTOR:
Her love, her deep and abiding love
for us-
Margo's face is a mask. She looks down at the drink which
she cradles with both hands.
AGED ACTOR:
for what we are and what we do. The
Theater. She has had one wish, one
prayer, one dream. To belong to us.
(he's nearing his
curtain line)
Tonight her dream has come true.
And henceforth we shall dream the
same of her.
(a slight pause)
Honored members, ladies and gentlemen -
for distinguished achievement in the
Theater - the Sarah Siddons Award to
Miss Eve Harrington.
The entire room is galvanized into sudden and tumultuous
applause. Some enthusiastic gentlemen rise to her feet...
Flash bulbs start popping about halfway down the table of
the Aged Actor's left...
Eve rises - beautiful, radiant, poised, exquisitely gowned.
She stands in simple and dignified response to the ovation.
A dozen photographers skip, squat, and dart about like water
bugs. Flash bulbs pop and pop and pop...
THE WAITERS applaud enthusiastically...
AGED ACTOR, Award in hand, he beams at her...
EVE smiles sweetly to her left, then to her right...
MAX has come to. He applauds lustily.
ADDISON's applauding too, more discreetly.
MARGO, not applauding. But you sense no deliberate slight,
merely an impression that as she looks at Eve her mind is on
something else...
KAREN, nor is she applauding. But her gaze is similarly fixed
on Eve in a strange, faraway fashion.
ADDISON, still applauding, his eyes flash first at Margo and
then at Karen. Then he directs them back to Eve. He smiles
ever so slightly.
The applause has continued unabated. EVE turns now, and moves
gracefully toward the Aged Actor. She moves through applauding
ladies and gentlemen; from below the flash bulbs keep
popping...
As she nears her goal, the Ages Actor turns to her. He holds
out the award. Her hand reaches out for it. At that precise
moment - with the award just beyond her fingertips - THE
PICTURE HOLDS, THE ACTION STOPS. The SOUND STOPS.
ADDISON'S VOICE
Eve. Eve, the Golden Girl. The cover
girl, the girl next door, the girl
on the moon... Time has been good to
Eve, Life goes where she goes - she's
been profiled, covered, revealed,
reported, what she eats and when and
where, whom she knows and where she
was and when and where she's going...
ADDISON has stopped applauding, he's sitting forward, staring
intently at Eve... his narration continues unbroken.
ADDISON'S VOICE
...Eve. You all know all about Eve...
what can there be to know that you
don't know...?
As he leans back, the APPLAUSE FADES IN as tumultuous as
before. Addison's look moves slowly from Eve to Karen.
KAREN, she leans forward now, her eyes intently on Eve. Her
lovely face FILLS THE SCREEN as the APPLAUSE FADES ONCE MORE -
as she thinks back:
KAREN'S VOICE
When was it? How long? It seems a
lifetime ago. Lloyd always said that
in the Theater a lifetime was a
season, and a season a lifetime.
It's June now. That was - early
October... only last October. It was
a drizzly night, I remember I asked
the taxi to wait...
DISSOLVE TO:
EXT. NEW YORK THEATER STREET - NIGHT
Traffic is not heavy, the shows have broken some half-hour
before. The rain is just a drizzle.
There are other theaters on the street; display lights are
being extinguished. Going out just as Karen's taxi pulls up
is:
MARGO CHANNING in 'AGED IN WOOD'. The marquis displaybelow includes "Max Fabian Presents" and "By Lloyd Richards."
The taxi comes to a stop at the alley. Karen can be seen
through the closed windows telling the driver to wait. Then
she gets out. She takes a step, hesitates, then looks about
curiously:
KAREN'S VOICE
Where was she? Strange... I had become
so accustomed to seeing her there
night after night - I found myself
looking for a girl I'd never spoken
to, wondering where she was...
She smiles a little at her own romanticism, puts her head
own and makes her way into the alley.
EXT. ALLEY - CURRAN THEATER - NIGHT
Karen moves toward the stage door. She passes a recess in
the wall - perhaps an exit - about halfway.
EVE'S VOICE
(softly)
Mrs. Richards...
Karen hesitates, looks. Eve is barely distinguishable in the
shadow of the recess. Karen smiles, waits. Eve comes out. A
gooseneck light above them reveals her...
She wears a cheap trench coat, low-heeled shoes, a rain hat
stuck on the back of her head... Her large, luminous eyes
seem to glow up at Karen in the strange half-light.
KAREN:
So there you are. It seemed odd,
suddenly, your not being there...
EVE:
Why should you think I wouldn't be?
KAREN:
Why should you be? After all, six
nights a week - for weeks - of
watching even Margo Channing enter
and leave a theater-
EVE:
I hope you don't mind my speaking to
you...
KAREN:
Not at all.
EVE:
I've seen you so often - it took
every bit of courage I could raise-
KAREN:
(smiles)
To speak to just a playwright's wife?
I'm the lowest form of celebrity...
EVE:
You're Margo Channing's best friend.
You and your husband are always with
her - and Mr. Sampson... what's he
like?
KAREN:
(grins)
Bill Sampson? He's - he's a director.
EVE:
He's the best.
KAREN:
He'll agree with you. Tell me, what
do you do between the time Margo
goes in and comes out? Just huddle
in that doorway and wait?
EVE:
Oh, no. I see the play.
KAREN:
(incredulous)
You see the play? You've seen the
play every performance?
(Eve nods)
But, don't you find it - I mean apart
from everything else - don't you
find it expensive?
EVE:
Standing room doesn't cost much. I
manage.
Karen contemplates Eve. Then she takes her arm.
KAREN:
I'm going to take you to Margo...
EVE:
(hanging back)
Oh, no...
KAREN:
She's got to meet you-
EVE:
No, I'd be imposing on her, I'd be
just another tongue-tied gushing
fan...
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