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to hire me, anyway.

That's Rita Hayworth.

George.

That's Rita Hayworth.

You look

absolutely ravishing.

Miss Hayworth!

This way.

Thank you.

Just made it.

I beg your pardon?

Into the picture.

Was someone taking a picture?

I hadn't noticed.

You're awfully well trained.

Mr...?

George Reeves.

Was it the line

or the delivery?

I laugh when I'm happy.

I see.

Who is it that

I'm making so happy?

I'm Toni.

Just a poor girl

with no last name.

I had no idea

I could spread this much joy.

Well, who knows

what you might be spreading?

Your turn.

I'm afraid you got me.

This way, please.

Thank you.

For you, sir.

Oh, George, George, George...

TONl:
That was

your first picture?

That was my

very first paid acting role.

Your very first paid acting

role was in Gone with the Wind,

the biggest picture ever?

That's right.

And yet,

I don't remember you.

You don't?

How's this?

"We want all your waltzes, first

Brent, then me, then Brent, then me... "

You were Tarleton!

I was.

Your hair was orange!

Hardly.

It was tangerine.

Ah, well.

All right, then. That

was your first. Mmm-hmm.

What was your last?

That I'm fairly certain

you didn't see.

Try me.

The Adventures of Sir Galahad,

Boldest Knight of the Round Table.

Saturday morning serial, very

cheap, we all rode the same horse.

Well, I'm sure you did a wonderful,

professional job and the children loved you.

I don't know,

it's a lot of waiting.

A lot of wanting,

and somehow, that's your life.

How dare you.

What?

How dare you to permit me

to talk about myself

when I'm standing next to

the most beautiful woman?

Well,

you're an actor.

And how about you? Hmm? Those

friends of yours, over at Ciro's?

I know some of them.

Good people to know?

Not if you know them.

Really?

That sounded sad.

Not at all.

I was aiming for mysterious.

Mysterious

is like this.

Oh, that's good.

Do another one.

Noble.

Stoic.

Heroic.

Bad shellfish?

Very good, exactly.

Well, you don't seem sad.

What if I were?

I won't allow it.

I'm much too old

for you, you know.

We don't give out

that information.

Here's the thing, though.

Mr... The person

I work for, he...

If I come back empty-handed,

I'll lose my job.

"Get me that watch

that George had," he told me.

George?

George Reeves.

Oh, Mr. Reeves.

Yeah, they were very close.

Like brothers.

You know, they spoke

every week, until...

Who do you work for?

No, I can't, I can't.

I just do what I'm told.

If the rest of the world knew what

these stars were really like...

Well, we got some stories,

right?

Hold on.

A gold Chopard Quattro.

Unfortunately, no longer made.

Uh-oh. Well,

he was a good customer?

No, these are

Mrs. Mannix's account. She...

She bought him

a lot of things, you know.

Of course.

Say no more.

Maybe there's

some old stock.

I'd be grateful.

No luck, huh?

I'll go

break the bad news.

If I showed you

something else?

No, I don't think

that's gonna help.

Spencer Tracy.

Now, how the heck did you...

I'd heard he can be difficult.

Oh, between you and me?

Complete prick.

Good morning.

Good morning...

Mrs. Mannix.

I don't have a problem with a

man drinking before breakfast,

but it is impolite

not to offer me any.

Your husband is

the general manager of MGM.

He gives the word, I'm stuck doing

serials for the rest of my life, at best.

He would never do that.

No? Why not?

Because it would

hurt me.

What about me?

It would hurt both of us.

Look, whatever I said

last night...

It sounded true.

Was it?

Or were you acting?

It was true.

Listen,

Eddie's got a mistress.

Japanese girl, very sweet.

An apartment in Brentwood,

a cabin up in Big Bear.

And what do you have?

I have another seven good years.

Then my ass drops like a duffel bag.

Well, it seems all right now.

Thank you for noticing.

Tell me the truth. Did

you think I could help you?

I thought that you were the

most beautiful girl in the room.

And yes, I did.

Do you know who you looked like? Hmm?

Sir Galahad.

George, nobody ever asked

to be happy later.

Tell me what you want.

You can have it.

Should I leave?

No. You should stay.

I got a fiance,

I got a mistress...

Well, former mistress. I'm

not really sure on that yet,

but I got bruises

on the body... What?

After you dropped her off,

she never left the building,

Mr. Sinclair.

I can't swear that nothing went on in

there, but she never left the building.

There's an entrance

in the rear.

Okay.

And a loading dock.

Neither would be visible

from your vantage point.

Look, Mr. Sinclair, maybe,

you know, you and your wife,

you sit down, you have

a conversation and you see...

This man. Here.

He works there.

No. I've seen him before.

Mr. Simo, I have utter faith

in your abilities,

but you might wish

to entertain the notion

there is more going on

than you realize.

"I, George Bessolo Reeves,

"being of sound and disposing

mind and memory,

"do declare this

my last will and testament.

"I hereby give, devise and bequeath

all monies and personal property

"owned by me at the time of my

death to Toni Lanier Mannix. "

What?

Maybe there's

another will.

There goddamn

better be.

Miss Lemmon, can I talk to you for a minute?

I'm Louis Simo, I'm a private investigator.

I've been retained by Helen,

the bereaved mother...

B*tch!

I agree.

...of your late fianc.

I was just wanting to know

if I could ask you a couple of

questions. You're not an investigator.

Yes, I am, ma'am. I am licensed

by the State of California...

You know what he is?

A catfish.

Mmm-hmm. Go clean the

mud out of your whiskers.

"A catfish"?

Excuse me.

You the Times?

I'm the Times.

You're the Times?

What do you think about

Superman offing himself

and cutting his beloved

fiance out of the picture?

Leaving the green to Eddie Mannix's

wife, huh? Like she needs the dough.

Hell hath no fury, huh?

I mean, people get killed for

less than that.

You saying George Reeves

was murdered?

That's a heck of a question.

What's your name?

Louis Simo. S-I-M-O.

Did you go to the doctor?

I went.

What did he say?

Those guys,

they're all frauds.

Not a very

helpful attitude.

Well, something

has to kill you, don't it?

Oh, I guess so.

You under contract?

I was, at Warners.

But now you're not.

Now, no.

Tough game. Well, I'm

always ready to play.

George was in

Gone With The Wind, Eddie.

That picture made money.

So, what brought you to

Los Angeles, Miss Yoshida...

Don't talk to her.

I'm sorry?

She doesn't speak English.

Oh.

Oh, yes.

Eddie, I found a darling

little place up on Benedict.

Uh-huh. It's about

Well,

it's a good investment.

Right?

Well, you know

what they say about land.

They ain't making more of it.

What's not on the menu?

We have some very nice blue

points set aside, Mr. Mannix.

How's the flank steak?

The flank steak is very good.

Bring me that, Cobb salad,

dressing on the side, baked...

I'm sorry.

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