Cabaret Page #7

Me and the baby.

l suppose Max Reinhardt

did show up at the club.

Or was it a friend of a friend

of a friend of...

...an assistant director who said he'd

try to squeeze you into the chorus line?

That is, of course, if you...

...if you went to bed with him.

-You think that?

-Yes.

Well then, it's just as well, isn't it?

For you, for everyone.

And, darling, would you be an angel

and just let me get some sleep?

Tell me why you did it.

What is there to say?

You've said it all in one way or another.

Sally, please.

l have to know.

Okay.

l'm self-centered, inconsiderate...

...and what was the third adjective?

Oh, yes.

And l have this infantile fantasy...

...that one day l'll amount

to something as an actress.

A dinky little cottage in Cambridge?

A playpen in the bedroom,

diapers on the towel rack....

How soon would it be

before we started hating each other?

How soon would it be before

l started dashing out...

...disgracing myself at some nearest pub?

And how soon would it be before...?

Before?

Say it.

Go on!

You might as well, now.

Forget it.

Just forget it.

l see.

l really do love you.

Yes. Yes, l think...

...l think you do love me.

You...you all right?

ls there anything l can...

...do for you?

l just think l should sleep a little while.

Oh, sh*t!

Magazines?

No.

lt's a long trip.

Chocolate?

No.

-We seem to be here.

-Yes.

l'd love to come down

on the platform with you...

...and wave a tiny,

white handkerchief etcetera...

...but there is that interview.

lt may not amount to anything...

...but you never know.

Shocking.

l'll see you.

Meine Damen und Herren,

mesdames et messieurs...

...ladies und gentlemen...

...l give you that international zensation...

...Fraulein Sally Bowles.

''What good is sitting alone in your room?

''Come hear the music play

''Life is a cabaret, old chum

''Come to the cabaret.

''Put down the knitting

The book and the broom

''lt's time for a holiday

''Life is a cabaret, old chum

''Come to the cabaret.

''Come taste the wine

''Come hear the band

''Come blow your horn

Start celebrating

''Right this way, your table's waiting.

''What good's permitting

Some prophet of doom

''To wipe every smile away

''Life is a cabaret, old chum

''So, come to the cabaret!

''l used to have a girlfriend

Known as Elsie.

''With whom l shared

Four sordid rooms in Chelsea.

''She wasn't what you'd call

A blushing flower

''As a matter of fact

She rented by the hour.

''The day she died

The neighbors came to snicker.

''Well, that's what comes

Of too much pills and liquor.

''But when l saw her

Laid out like a queen

''She was the happiest corpse

l'd ever seen.

''l think of Elsie to this very day

''l remember how

She'd turn to me and say

''What good is sitting

All alone in your room?

''Come hear the music play

''Life is a cabaret, old chum

''Come to the cabaret!

''And as for me

''And as for me

''l made my mind up

Back in Chelsea

''When l go

''l'm goin' like Elsie

''Start by admitting

''From cradle to tomb

''lt isn't that long a stay

''Life is a cabaret, old chum

''lt's only a cabaret, old chum

''And l love a cabaret.''

Meine Damen und Herren,

mesdames et messieurs...

...ladies and gentlemen.

Where are your troubles now?

Forgotten? l told you so.

We have no troubles, here.

Here, life is beautiful.

The girls are beautiful.

Even the orchestra is beautiful.

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