Inside Daisy Clover Page #4

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...before you get completely stoned?

- To get completely stoned.

- I see.

Does America's Little Valentine have

anything else on her mind except drinking?

- Yeah.

- Yes.

- And what is that, Miss Clover?

- She wants to drive a garbage truck.

"She... " Why?

So she can dump a hundred stinking tons

of it on Mr. Raymond Swan!

Do you know,

you're a crazy, monstrous child.

You are.

Streaking through life

like a hare with the hounds after you.

And they are after you,

dear heart, you know.

I've checked with the airport, sir.

Mr. Lewis went to New York.

Mm-hm.

- Shall I find out where he's staying?

- Would you?

Good morning, Daisy.

Tear that up, please.

- What is it?

- The past. Tear it up.

Future.

It's worth a lot more money.

Well, don't thank me.

- See that her sister signs it this afternoon.

- Yes, sir.

Well, the picture was a triumph.

And you're going to the top of the tree.

No question.

You want to know what it's like up there?

The top of the tree?

Like most high places,

the air is quite good.

It gets lonely,

but we learn how to deal with that.

We learn how to look

beyond personal disappointment.

I've been lucky. I found Melora.

I'm sure you'll find someone someday.

In the meantime,

fame does have its obligations.

We wouldn't want the newspapers

telling us how America's Little Valentine...

...lost her shoe.

That's all.

Miss Clover,

you'll find your shoes on my desk.

And now in response

to the millions of Daisy Clover fans...

...Raymond Swan presents

The Daisy Clover Story.

The Clover name is a part of

the glorious history of these United States...

...recorded among

those courageous pioneers...

...who braved the hardships and dangers

of the great trek West...

...to become the builders

of the New World.

Daisy's ancestors settled

in San Francisco.

Her great-grandmother sang

with the Calhoun Repertory Co.

Until she lost her voice

in that city's tragic earthquake.

Some years later...

...Daisy's grandparents moved south

to a small town called Hollywood.

Where a young industry dared to prove

to the world what motion pictures could do.

Grandpa Clover gambled his future

in the rich oil fields of Southern California...

...where he won,

and then lost a fortune.

Daisy was born in this simple house.

A happy child, destined too soon

to know hardship and loneliness.

Her father died when she was 9.

Life became a constant struggle.

Her only escape was to sing.

To sing and to dream

that some day a miracle would happen.

And it did the day Mr. Raymond Swan

played a recording of her voice.

Daisy Clover, the sweet simple child

from ngel Beach, California...

...was on her way.

You're gonna hear from me

I'm on my way 'cause I've got it made

Raise up my flag, begin my parade

Then watch the world over

Start coming up clover

That's how it's gonna be

You'll see

You're gonna hear from me

Just recently in the world famous

Grauman's Chinese Theater...

...Mr. Raymond Swan premiered

her latest film, The Big Top Kid.

The royalty of Hollywood appeared in one

of the most dramatic, dazzling displays...

...this romantic and exciting town

has seen in some time.

It was a night of triumph,

for Daisy Clover captured their hearts...

...as she will capture yours

when you see her next...

...in Raymond Swan's production

of The Big Top Kid.

Look, look, there we are.

There we are. There we are.

Quiet.

Who's that?

Oh, that's Ray. Ray... Ray Swan.

He can put his shoes

under my bed anytime.

There's his wife, he's married.

So?

There she is. There she is.

Here's the kid. Here's Daisy.

There's the kid.

There's that Daisy, baby.

Here's the kid.

Oh, we want Gloria.

We want Gloria.

There's my baby.

That's my little Gloria, buttercup.

She's wonderful, isn't she?

You're the best, buttercup.

Dear heart.

Didn't you get my postcard?

I wrote you one.

Didn't get it.

Didn't send it.

What did it say?

Nymph, in thy orisons

Be all my sins remember'd.

What's orisons?

Prayers.

- Well, then, why didn't you say so?

- It's from Hamlet.

Oh.

- I wouldn't have got it if you had sent it.

- Miss Clover.

Try these. Here. They're all for you.

"London. "

"Happy birthday, Daisy. "

- Where is this?

- That is Vienna. The Danube.

It's not very blue. "Merry Christmas. "

Mexico City.

"Happy New Year. "

"Knoxville, Tennessee. "

What were you doing there?

"Missed a train. Miss you too. "

Then why the hell did you go away?

Never look a gift horse in the mouth,

dear heart.

I came back.

You see?

Everything's wiped away.

They asked for croquet.

I think we're in for a trickier game.

- What's it called?

- It's called Do What the Man Says.

- What?

- Well, what's he gonna say?

He's gonna say,

"Leave my little star alone. "

But don't worry.

You're not expected to play.

- Why?

- "Why?"

Because you don't like the game.

Come on.

So good of you to have invited us.

- Good of you to come.

I don't believe you've met.

Miss Clover, this is Mrs. Swan, Mr. Swan.

- Miss Clover, sit down, please.

- Thank you.

Mr. Swan is in the brow-beating business,

dear heart.

- Booze is over there, Wade.

Right.

Whoop! I'm sorry.

Did you want anything while I was up?

- No, thank you.

- No. Sir?

No, thank you.

I could have you arrested.

Uh...

What charge would you have in mind?

America's Little Valentine

just happens to be jailbait.

- Bad publicity.

- Not for you.

All right, I'll play along. I'm cynical.

I'm irresponsible. I stop at nothing.

- No, you're just insecure, like most actors.

Isn't that the truth?

What is it that makes us rich,

successful and unhappy?

God knows. Your private life is no concern

of mine, but Daisy's career is.

- Good business.

Yes.

Now look here, if you hurt her,

you hurt her work, and I won't allow that.

What makes you think

I want to hurt Daisy?

Well, you do have a problem.

She's in love with you.

No, but that's no problem.

No problem at all.

I asked her to marry me this morning.

Well, I can hardly stand the suspense.

What did she say?

Do you want to tell the man

what you said?

What did you say?

Yes.

Yes.

I'm truly happy for you both. Baines?

Baines.

- Open the champagne, please.

- Yes, Baines.

Yes, Baines, a little champagne for all.

It is festive, isn't it? Festive indeed.

I must say,

I hardly expected quite such a switch.

- Nothing I said forced you into it?

- Nothing you said could force me out of it.

Shall we have the wedding here?

- That's a good idea.

And it hasn't even had

its first screen kiss.

Baines, press release.

Today, Sunday, 17th of October...

Hey.

Where are we?

Jawbone.

- What?

- Jawbone.

- Where's that?

Five miles north of Big Snake.

Shut up, Buckeye.

Arizona.

Jawbone.

The hour before the dawn.

Fifteen.

Oh, would you get the bags, please?

They're in the back.

I'm gonna learn how to cook.

And not just your fish burgers

and hot chocolate.

Real gourmet muck.

From now on, that's it.

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