James Dean

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My mother made me promise

to be an artist.

She taught me that imagination

could take a person anywhere.

Mine took me from Indiana...

...to Broadway to Hollywood.

She was right.

- Hello, Lou.

- Mr. Kazan, how are you?

- Good to see you.

- Good to see you, sir.

- Otto. How are you?

- Good morning, sir.

- Good morning, Mr. Kazan.

- Good morning, Miss Harris.

You look beautiful, Julie.

Thank you.

- Perfect, Anna.

- Thank you, Mr. Kazan.

- Let's film this, Mike.

- Yes, sir.

What else do we have?

- Raymond. Where is he?

- Let's clear.

Good morning. Hello!

It's nice to see you again.

Elia, good heavens,

they're shooting.

It's okay.

We're not shooting with sound.

Good. How are you?

Good morning, Anna.

Julie, you look marvelous.

Thank you. Good morning, Raymond.

- Good morning, Mr. Massey.

- Good morning.

Good morning. Lovely day.

This is what he'll wear

in the birthday scene.

I like the cloth.

Just for you, Raymond.

Do you think I'm back playing

Abe Lincoln in this get-up?

Not at all.

It seems right to me.

All right. It feels good.

Thank you.

Let's shoot Mr. Massey next.

Can I have one that works?

Absolutely. We'll get Props on that.

Props, Mr. Massey needs you!

I am so looking

forward to this.

- So am I, Raymond. So am I.

- Good.

- Do you want this smiling or natural?

- Natural.

I wanted to call you last night.

I wanted to tell you how wonderful

you were in rehearsals.

Just so beautifully...

Just very pleased.

- I think we've broken through.

- Oh, yes. I do too.

James Dean is here.

Send him in.

Be right back.

Raymond, let's stop this for a moment.

Sorry, everybody.

The boy I've cast as Cal is coming in

and I'd like you to meet him.

Well, I'd be happy to.

He's never done a feature before.

He's done some first-rate stage

and TV work. He's a natural.

He may strike you as odd,

but he's enormously talented.

Well, let's take a look.

Jimmy.

Jimmy, come meet Raymond Massey.

- Oh, he's probably shy.

- Come on.

All right.

This man can't play my father.

He's too old.

Get somebody else.

- I'll talk to him. I'll talk to him.

- What-

What the hell

were you thinking in there?

Raymond Massey is a highly respected

actor and you've offended him.

- He said I offended him?

- Of course you deeply offended him.

Good.

Why good?

Because I need him to hate me.

Yeah, we're still a little hot.

Mark, you up there?

Hey, Al!

Al, pan that lamp around.

All right, who isn't ready?

Good. Let's shoot this one.

Okay, we're going, people.

Let's all settle down.

- And... roll camera.

- Rolling.

Scene 163 Apple, take three.

Okay, marker!

And action!

Cal, you'll have to give it back.

No, I- I made it for you, Dad.

You'll have to give it back.

- To who? I can't give it back-

- To the people you got it from.

The British Purchasing Agency?

I can't give it back to them.

Then to the farmers you robbed.

We didn't rob anybody, Dad.

We paid two cents a pound...

- Two cents over market for that stuff.

- Cal.

I sign my name...

...and boys go out

and some of them die.

And some live helpless

without arms or legs.

Not one will come back untorn.

Do you think I could take

a profit from that?

I don't want the money, Cal.

I couldn't take it!

But thank you for the thought.

I'll keep it for you.

I'll wrap it up and-

I can't take it! I won't take it!

Son...

...I'd be happy if

you gave me something...

Well, something like your brother.

Something honest and...

...and human and good.

Now, don't be angry, son.

If you want to give me a present,

give me a good life.

That's something I can value.

No, Cal.

No. Damn it!

I'm sorry, IKaz. I'm...

Cut it!

IKaz, may I speak to you

a moment? Privately!

Let's not everybody fall apart.

- What's up?

- Why is he trying to hug me?

It's infuriating! What he's supposed

to do is turn from me and exit.

That is what-

The last moment is mine.

- I understand.

- He's humiliating my character.

- I'll talk to him and take care of it.

- Please do.

He'll be fine.

He's right where we want him.

But I need one more.

You got another one in you?

You just let me know

when you're ready, okay?

This time, try to kiss him.

Raymond.

- I've talked to him. He's very sorry.

- I should think.

I don't know what to do either.

I need your help.

- If you could do me one favor...

- What?

If you could stay in the scene

and react in character.

No matter what he does, wait

for me to yell, "Cut. "

You have no idea how difficult it is.

- He's so unprofessional.

- He's a young man.

- Yes, he is.

- You're a brilliant actor. Help him.

Help him. Help me because

I don't know what else to do.

All right, all right, all right.

Thank you. Everybody, let's take it

from Adam's line "I sign my name"...

...right through Cal's exit

and no stops, no matter what!

Okay, everyone,

back to one, back to one!

- "I sign my name" right to the end.

- All right.

- Let's go. Quickly.

- Roll camera.

Scene 163 Apple, take four.

- Slate it.

- Marker!

And action.

Cal, I sign my name...

...and boys go out and some die.

And some live helpless

without arms or legs.

Not one will come back untorn. Do you

think I could take a profit from that?

I don't want the money, Cal!

I couldn't take it!

Well, thank you for the thought.

I'll keep it.

I'll wrap it up-

I'll never take it!

Son...

...I'd be happy

if you'd given me something...

...like your brother's given me.

Something honest and human and good.

Oh, don't be angry, son.

If you want to give me a present,

give me a good life.

That's something I could value.

Cal.

Cal, I-

Cal!

Cut!

Print that one, please.

Gets no better than that.

Did you see that?

I did. It was brilliant.

Thank you, Raymond.

Okay, that's it.

Let's print three and four.

"O the raggedy man

He works for Pa

And he's the goodest man you ever saw

He comes to our house every day

Waters the horses and feeds them hay

And he opens the shed

And we just all laugh

When he just drives out

Our little wobbly calf"

What is he saying?

It's a poem, Daddy.

He's memorized three entire verses...

...of James Whitcomb Riley's

"Raggedy Man. "

I am trying to read my paper.

It's a lovely poem, Win.

Fine, you two take the front room.

It's not you, honey.

Daddy's upset with me.

Now, he loves you.

Come on, come here.

It's not your fault, Jimmy.

- It was a long time ago.

- I need a place by myself.

- But I'll be lonely.

- A place where I'm being respected.

Please don't leave me, Win. Please!

You asleep, Jimmy?

No.

- Jimmy, I have to go away for a while.

- Where, Mama?

I have to go to the hospital.

Why?

Because I'm not well.

The doctors, they need to...

They need to do some things

to make me get better.

Can I go with you?

I wish you could.

Who's gonna get me up for school?

Who's staying with me?

Daddy.

Daddy doesn't like me anymore.

No, of course he does.

He loves you.

He won't hug me.

Listen, Daddy's not mad at you, Jimmy.

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