Imitation Of Life Page #2

Your check will be

in the mail.

It would be so much

more convenient...

Checks are mailed on Thursday.

We don't want to confuse

the bookkeeper.

Don't forget to leave

the wardrobe.

But wouldn't you like

to have a bite to eat?

Later. Thanks.

You can keep the money

from this batch, Annie.

It'll pay you for staying

today and cooking and...

Uh-uh. That money

goes into our kitty.

"Our"?

Seems as if

you intend to stay.

Seems like I do,

if, if you want it.

You know I do.

But you can see

how bad things are.

Miss Lora, we just come

from a place where,

where my color

deviled my baby.

Now, anything happens here

has gotta be better.

Oh, Annie.

Oh.

Susie? Susie?

I'm home...

Oh, baby.

Mmm. Hi, dear.

Hello, Miss Lora.

Hello, Annie.

Mommy, we had such fun today.

Annie took us to the park

and we caught a squirrel.

No, we didn't.

Well, we nearly did.

Tomorrow I'll take you

both to the park and

we'll really catch one.

How'd it go?

Oh, Annie.

It didn't.

And I'm exhausted.

Walked my feet off

trying to see every

agent on Broadway.

And some off Broadway.

Way off.

I'll get it.

The children have eaten.

Yes?

Hello, this is

Steve Archer.

- Steve Archer?

- I brought the pictures.

You brought the pictures?

The ones of the children

on the beach.

Oh, the man on the beach.

The man on the beach?

The man on the beach!

It's our picture

with the fat man!

Mommy, tell him

to come up.

Yes, please!

Oh, all right. Will

you come up, Mr. Archer?

Come on. Let's see.

Did you bring the pictures?

Hi, Susie, Sarah Jane.

Where is it?

Aren't you kids

supposed to be in bed?

No, we waited for you!

Hello.

Good evening.

If it's that funny,

let me see it.

Don't you think

it's funny, Annie?

I don't know who's funnier,

you or that man.

All I got to say is,

it's lucky I didn't catch

Sarah Jane playing such pranks.

It just ain't

seemly, Miss Lora.

Now, off to bed.

Good night.

Good night.

Good night, Mr. Archer.

Good night, ladies.

Good night.

Won't you sit down?

It was very nice of you

to remember the children.

I like what you did...

for Sarah Jane and Annie.

Well, they didn't have a place

and since I live here alone...

I'm a widow.

Oh, you... are.

What do you think of this?

Mother in distress.

Well, that's good.

Very good.

Who are you anyway?

Well, you don't look

like a photographer.

Apparently the army

thought I did.

Anyhow, they made me one.

Now all I wanna do is

get pictures like this

in The Museum of Modern Art.

Oh, you're aiming high.

Why not?

It doesn't cost anymore.

Don't you believe

in chasing rainbows?

Well, if I didn't,

I wouldn't be here.

I'm an actress.

What's the matter?

Your bones.

What about my bones?

They're perfect.

My camera could easily

have a love affair with you.

Don't you think it's

getting a little late?

I don't suppose you'd like

to have dinner with me.

Maybe. Sometime.

I don't mean right away.

How about tomorrow?

I'm sorry, but I don't like

to miss having dinner with the

children two nights in a row.

I can understand that.

How about lunch?

Lunch?

Would you mind taking me

to Rodney's?

It's a little place

on 45th and 8th.

Unemployed actors

can afford it.

Sort of a poor man's 21.

All right, I'll meet you

there at noon.

Oh, by the way,

the name's Steve.

Everybody in here an actor?

Just about.

So far you're the only one

I really believe.

Thank you. Only so far,

you're the only one

in New York who does.

But someday I'm going to

make them all feel that way.

Aren't you a little late

getting started?

I mean, it's...

Yes, five years late.

That's why every day counts.

Why the five-year lapse?

My husband was

in the theater too.

A director.

A good director.

Everything I know

I owe to him.

It was a small town,

a little theater,

but professional.

When he died,

I had to make a living

doing something else.

I never really wanted

anything but the stage.

Oh, except Susie.

So, it took me five years

to save enough money

to come to New York.

But you did it.

Mm-hmm.

And I'm going to be an

actress, an important one...

Lora?

Lora.

Oh, excuse me.

Nothing in it for me,

honey,

but they're

beginning to cast a new

Tennessee Williams play.

Oh, what agent?

Allen Loomis... today.

So put on

your roller skates.

Oh, thanks, Fay.

Coffee?

I'm sorry,

but I've got to go.

You haven't eaten.

You go ahead.

Good-bye.

How about dinner?

Tonight?

We'll take Susie.

Fine.

Where?

Come and have

dinner with us.

All right.

Good luck.

Thanks, Fay.

But when can I have

an appointment?

How about a week

from today? Thursday.

Put me down.

It's Iris Dawn.

Don't forget it.

Tsk.

I'm sorry to add

to your troubles, but...

I'm afraid I'm a little late

for my appointment.

Name, please.

Miss Meredith.

Mered...

Meredith.

Well, I don't seem

to have you down.

Never mind.

Just tell Mr. Loomis

that Robert Hayes sent me.

Robert Hayes?

From International

Studio.

It's probably just a slipup

from the coast, but, uh,

Mr. Hayes won't

like it at all.

I hope you didn't

slip up.

Me?

Well, if you say

there's no appointment,

um, good-bye.

Well, just a second.

Why don't you sit down

and I'll see if I can

straighten this out?

Thank you.

Mr. Loomis?

Yes?

There's a Miss Meredith here

from Hollywood.

Yes, quite lovely.

Think we should

send her away?

No. I think

you ought to see her.

Fine.

Okay.

Miss Meredith?

You can go in now.

Um, just right in.

Robert sends

his warmest greetings.

Well, thanks.

And how is he?

Marvelous.

He's lost 15 pounds.

You know what an effort

that is for him.

And, uh, what can

I do for you?

Robert thought I shouldn't

do any more pictures before

I did a show on Broadway.

Very sensible.

I'm glad

you think so too.

That's why Robert

sent me to you.

He thought I'd get more...

personal attention

from you.

He could be right there.

You mind?

No.

Incidentally, how's the new

Tennessee Williams play?

Bound to be a blockbuster,

but all cast.

Hello? Oh, Lillian!

What?

Oh, well,

can't you break it?

Oh. No, I don't mind.

I don't mind you

standing me up. I'm fine.

I'll just kill myself.

Yeah.

Never be a bachelor.

There's no security.

I know how you feel.

Yeah? Say, how'd you like

to go with me tonight?

I'm afraid I can't.

Big party.

Lots of important people.

Well, I could see if I could

break a couple of engagements.

I'll call my place.

I'll call.

What's the number?

Montgomery,

...One, two, oh.

Miss Meredith's residence.

Oh, this is

Miss Meredith's residence?

That'll be Annie, my maid.

I'll talk to her.

Annie, uh, call

the Waldorf and tell, um,

you-know-who I cannot have

cocktails and dinner with him.

Uh, I know who?

Oh, yes, Miss Lora,

I'll do that.

Thank you.

Well, Mr. Loomis,

it looks like I'm free.

That'll be just fine.

Should be an interesting

evening for me.

Hollywood actress and...

Oh, that reminds me.

Excuse me.

Yes, Mr. Loomis?

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