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worth getting so upset about.

Yes, there is! You're ill!

You need a rest and a holiday and...

You need a rest and a holiday and

you can't have one if I get the sack!

I don't know where on Earth

you got such a silly idea.

I can assure you there is nothing

whatever the matter with my health!

Do you hear me?

I'm not having you upset like this.

I'm going to Sir Donald

and giving in your notice.

- No!

- Don't!

I just feel so stupid

when I'm on the stage.

What do you mean,

you feel stupid?

I mean I feel like myself!

We have to help her.

So now I actually have

to be in character all the time.

Meals and lessons...

and everything.

There's a hole in the exhaust.

The wardrobe mistress

will kill me if I get oil on this.

- Has it helped though?

- Well...

I don't feel human anymore.

I don't know how you stand it.

I stand it because we're saving up.

Garnie isn't well.

She's got trouble with her lungs.

Pauline and I want her

to have a holiday.

She likes hotels

with tea and orchestras...

but we'll doubtless have

to settle for two weeks in a tent.

You're a very

generous girl, Petrova.

Mustard-seed! You're supposed

to call me Mustard-seed!

So when do you open, Mustard-seed?

Tuesday. Still...

at least it 'll be over by Christmas.

Thank God that 's over.

Sir Donald's doing

"Richard IIl" next.

He hasn't cast the

Princess In The Tower yet.

Do you think I should write to him,

and ask him to audition us?

Don't even think

of doing that to me!

I wouldn't be doing

anything to you!

We'd both be doing

something for poor Garnie.

This is nothing to do with Garnie.

We've got enough money

for a holiday.

It 's all about you.

You and your acting.

Do you think you're the only one

that knows their heart 's desire?

You're going to have

to forget your heart 's desire!

There aren't any

Pauline, you can make me sing

and you can make me dance.

You can shove me out

onto the stage...

and not care that I'm useless

and I'm hating it inside.

I put up with it because

we have to earn our living.

But if you keep pushing me,

then I will break!

Theo? Is everything all right?

Just a minute!

Nana can smell something strange.

Must be my new perfume!

Coty Chypre. Isn't it divine?

No, it 's another stench entirely.

Something more like a scorching dog.

Oh, I'm sorry.

It 's me.

I've been giving myself

a permanent wave.

Nana, fetch soft soap.

And the brandy

from the medicine chest.

It 's stopped breaking off now.

It 's just a bit short.

Oh, Lord.

Serves me right for trying

to turn the clock back.

Why do you want

to turn the clock back?

I'd got to the point where chaps

had just stopped looking.

You know what it 's like.

One enters a room and makes

no more impression than a draught.

I suppose so.

It was so different when I was young.

I mean, there weren't many men,

because of the beastly war.

Some of them actually

had bits missing...

and those that were intact

were often rather mad.

But they would wait for one

at the Stage Door or...

ask one out for drinks.

Then when one appeared there would

be such a lightening of their faces...

as though they'd felt

this surge of possibility.

And I used to feel it, too.

Don't you any more?

I'd had to start telling myself there

was no shame in being an old maid.

Well, anyway...

the other day I had the first tiny

flicker of hope in an age...

and next thing I knew,

I was in the chemist 's...

with my hand round a bottle

of Empress Waving Compound.

- Where did it come from?

- It 's imported from New York.

No, I meant the hope.

It 's a chap.

I've known him for ages.

He's awfully quiet, but he has

the most speaking eyes and...

he looked at me and I got the sense

he was going to ask me something.

Good luck!

Record-breaking aviator

Amy Johnson...

finally touched ground

on Brltish soil this week...

after hertriumphant flight from

Cape Town, in South Africa.

Though clouds and wind added

to the dangers of the journey...

Amy has proved once again that

by sheer skill and determination...

there's no difficulty

that can't be overcome.

Petrova...

what do you think of Theo?

- Theo Dane?

- Yes.

Would you say she was a nice

sort of person? Is she kind?

Well, she wears a lot of perfume.

Coty Chypre,

it rubs off on everything.

I could probably bear that.

Well, goodbye, Amy,

and very best of luck.

Thanks so much.

I can surely hope I shall do.

Come on! You're being slow.

Come on!

Oh, no!

What are you doing?

We're going to tie Posy

to a tree and scalp her!

Afternoon.

I parked in the lane.

I'm awfully sorry to surprise you,

but there's news from London.

It 's all right. It 's good news.

Help me!

I can't believe I'm going

for a screen test!

I don't know anything about Charles

the Second's sister Henrietta.

I don't even know

what she looks like.

Well, let 's just hope she had

a pimple on her nosy!

Rat!

Take the dishes down to the tap

and get them swilled.

- I guess I dry.

- You always dry. That 's easy.

- May I smoke?

- Of course.

Mr. Simpson, would you mind

awfully if I had one?

I'm sorry.

I didn't know you indulged.

I don't.

At least, I never have before.

I suppose,

with the girls and everything...

I don't really get to go to places

where I would.

Thank you.

Nana did wonder if I ought

to have the odd one.

She thinks it helps

to break up chest congestion.

But honestly! The thought of sitting

alone in the kitchen, in the dark...

dragging away on my solitary fag...

It made such a tragic picture

I simply couldn't bear to.

Oh, Lord, I do feel a fool.

Quick, take it away

before the girls get back.

What time do we need

to leave tomorrow?

Nine should do it.

We'll be at Shepperton by noon.

We could perhaps

have tea out afterwards...

on the way back to London.

I'm afraid I must be home by four.

I have an appointment...

with Theo.

We can't let you be late.

Pauline Fossil, Screen Test.

Mr. Sholsky.

So, Pauline Fossil.

How old are you?

I'm nearly 16.

And you want to be in movies?

I don't know...

I don't know much about them.

But you want to be an actress?

No. I need to be an actress.

Hold it!

Theo just asked for tea in her room.

For her and Mr. Simpson.

Just leave it outside!

There you are...

Earl's Court 428?

That 's simply wonderful.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I said that 's wonderful news.

Come on, Pauline, to your marks.

Okay, people, we are going again.

Clear the set, please. Clear the set.

And...

Scene 84. Take 1.

Action!

Write to me, while I am gone.

- I will try.

- Not "I will try".

- But "I will".

- I will.

- Cut!

- Cut.

You will what, Pauline?

Bake him a cake?

Knit him a sweater?

Look, your brother here is asking

for an emotional lifeline, okay?

That 's great. Fantastic, Leo.

- Can we take it again?

- Scene 84. Take 2.

Not "I will try".

But "I will".

- I will.

- Cut!

Take 3!

- I will.

- Cut!

Can we talk?

Excuse me.

You've got 1O days on this picture.

This is our 7th.

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