Dancing Lady Page #5

The water's nice.

All right, you take the exercise

for both of us.

Come on in.

For a guy that's had as much practice

as you, you're a pretty poor shot.

Is that so?

Mr. Newton.

This is so sudden.

I learned that in the Navy.

I'll have to get myself a diver's suit.

You'll never get one

to fit you like the one you got on.

You know, you're too versatile

to be working just on land.

Why don't you find yourself

a nice mermaid?

I've tried mermaids.

They can't dance well enough.

And I dance and that's all.

It can't be very much fun for you...

going around with a girl

whose dancing is her career.

There are other careers besides dancing.

- Not for me.

- Marriage is a career.

- Marriage?

- Sure.

I'll buy a ring and a license

if it'll make everything cozier.

I didn't know you meant that, Tod.

Neither did I. It just occurred to me

down there in the water.

Sold?

No.

- I don't want to marry.

- You mean, you don't want to marry me.

I don't want to promise

to marry anyone yet, Tod.

I've got a job to go through with first.

- Not very much of a job is it?

- I don't know. Might be.

Mr. Gallagher's promised me

a chance at a specialty number.

And if I make good at that

and the show's a big hit...

it would mean everything to me.

And what if the show isn't a hit

or if you don't make good?

Well, then I guess...

It's got to be a hit.

I'll never get such a chance again.

- My whole career depends on it.

- Your whole dancing career, you mean.

Well.

Janie, suppose this big job of yours

turns out to be not so big as you think...

would you marry me then?

We love each other enough, don't we?

I think so, Tod, but...

The only "but" is whether or not

the show gets over.

If it does, you stick to show business.

If it doesn't, you stick to me.

For life.

Please say yes.

Please.

Hey, look what Ward King says

in his column.

"It is rumored that one of the new girls

in the forthcoming Bradley production...

"soon will go to the altar

with a gay blade...

"from the social register section

of our town."

What does she do, hypnotize them?

- What has that Barlow dame got?

- Eyes, that's all.

Can't do it with eyes, my dear.

Maybe she's got a book that tells about it.

I've tried everything but a blackjack.

I'm going to talk to Papa

about you tonight. Anything I say goes.

Break it up. Get out of the nursery.

You, get in your overalls.

Say, do you realize

to whom you're speaking?

I'm democratic, I speak to everybody.

- I'll speak to Papa about you.

- Go on, you big tom-boy.

All right, girls, on your feet.

Come on, everybody.

- The Duchess!

- Yeah, that's right.

- You know we got a rehearsal today?

- Have we?

Steve, this is my roommate, Rosie LaRue.

- Take good care of her, will you?

- She needs it.

- I'll be down in a minute, Rosie.

- Okay.

Say, I remember you.

The third girl from the left

in the Florodora Sextette.

You want a wheelchair?

No, thanks.

I'll just take one of your crutches.

- Morning, Cyclone.

- The Duchess.

- All right, Steve.

- All right, boss.

Let's get going. Get the girls down

for the Bavarian number, will you?

- Okay. Excuse me.

- Goodbye, handsome.

What, are you getting sentimental?

All right, girls, the Bavarian number!

Quiet! Girls, quiet!

Come on, girls, Mr. Gallagher's waiting.

- Why don't you knock?

- What for? You ain't got nothing to hide.

Come on, girls, everybody. Come on, now.

Come on, stop that kidding.

Stop that playing cards.

Come on. Come on, girls, everybody down.

Come on, the beer number.

Come on, girls.

What's the matter with you?

Stop that, will you?

Take this, will you?

Everything will be ready

in a minute, Mr. Gallagher.

- All right, Steve.

- All right, girls, come on.

Come on. On your feet, everybody now.

Come on.

Jessie, take care of these girls, will you?

All right, come on, girls, the beer number.

Hello, Duchess.

Hello, Mr. G. How many nip-ups today?

I feel pretty light on my feet.

Yeah, how did you get that way?

The session in the speakeasies last night?

No. A nice, quiet evening in the open.

Trees and a lake and all that sort of thing.

- Out with the rich folks?

- Just one rich folk!

One's usually enough.

Do you think you could bring yourself

down to do a little work now?

Let's go.

- Oh, democratic, too?

- Yeah!

If you'd told us where you were...

we'd have brought the company out there

to rehearse.

- Come on, Steve, let's have it.

- All right, Miss Warner, this is for you.

- Hey, give me a pickup.

- All right, come on, girls.

Hey, listen, boys...

- you're the authors of this show?

- Yeah.

- Do you like it?

- I think it's splendid.

- Certainly.

- It looks great.

Well, that's too bad.

Because it's going to be changed.

- You can't do that without our say-so.

- We've got our rights.

It's in our contract.

It's in my contract,

that I don't have to put on a turkey!

What I say goes.

Mr. Gallagher, I might say I've been

expecting something like this.

Now, don't irritate Pinky.

You know how he is.

Sure, sure. I know how he is.

I had a cousin like him once.

We had to shoot him.

What's wrong, Mr. Gallagher?

What's wrong? Tell us that.

You tell me what's right.

The whole thing's terrible.

It all has to be re-written.

You're crucifying me!

Now, don't get excited, Pinky.

He isn't worth it.

Don't go to pieces, Pinky.

Don't go to pieces!

Oh, come on, come on.

Get back on your nest.

Then just what is your idea, Mr. Patch?

My idea would be to write

a whole new show.

- Oh! You're crucifying me.

- Now, listen!

This show as it stands

is Spanish-American War stuff.

Country girl, city slicker,

oatmeal, butterflies!

You can't get by

with that sort of thing today!

You gotta give them something

out of modern everyday life.

- Something out of the city streets.

- I'll kill myself.

Give them the slums, burlesque shows,

riveting machines.

A girl who has to beat time

to the city's rhythm.

A girl who craves to dance. Do you get it?

- How can Vivian Warner do that?

- Vivian Warner isn't going to do it!

- All right, break it up, break it up!

- Break it up, break it up!

- Barlow?

- Yes, sir.

In my office.

I've got a few things to say to you.

Yes, sir.

Steve.

Finish this and tell them all except Warner

to be back here at 8.00 tonight.

- You don't want Warner?

- No, without Warner.

Listen, everybody, we'll run through

this number once more...

and that'll be all for this afternoon.

Mr. Bradley wants to see

Mr. Bradley, Jr. Right away.

It's very important.

Babe. If you see Junior,

tell him Papa wants him.

Yes, sir. Papa wants you, Junior.

- I've been thinking things over.

- Yes, sir.

You're through with the unit.

Sorry I didn't make the grade,

Mr. Gallagher.

- I worked awfully hard...

- That's right.

That's why I'm taking you out of the unit.

- Why? Because I worked hard?

- No.

Because I want to put you on the top spot.

- The what?

- The top spot.

- Top spot?

- Yes, yes, yes, the top spot.

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