Me and Orson Welles Page #7

- Orson!

Coulouris said he has received an

heart attack. I think it's nerves.

What the hell?

- He is in your room.

Dear me! Lloyd,

Cinna scene is the same.

There must be several people.

Once they have surrounded you, then ran away.

It will look like you

disappear from the earth's surface.

Get total people. Everyone must be involved in

the scene and carrying an overcoat and hat.

Two steaks, a pineapple juice

and a bottle of whiskey.

Thanks, John.

- Thank you, Mr Welles.

Junior, take it here.

- It's Richard.

Be quiet! Have you voted ukulele?

- Yes, it's ready.

Good evening, Mercury benefactors.

How are you?

Enjoy the show. Let us see

what the hell it is about.

I can not!

It'll go, George.

It's just-premiered nerves.

Give me the bottle of whiskey.

Go outside, everybody.

I did not know

what to say.

Look at me.

Look at me. You must listen,

what I now say. Is that understood?

Do not force me to it!

- Look, George.

Calm now. Some actresses ...

Listen, George.

Some actors will practice

and work through life.

They are some

excellent actors.

Other actresses ... Listen.

Other actors are created by God.

No, no, no ... Not me.

Look at me. When I look up

in your eyes, you saw what I see?

I see wonderful pictures.

I'm ...

I'm an Antony,

who are writing theater history.

Come on. Have a sip of this here.

Now we do it.

I could not breathe.

- Drink.

Sorry.

Do not worry about it.

- I am ashamed that.

Come on, George.

Come on, George.

If someone comes late, so keep

them back until light goes out.

Is that understood? Do not rear doors

even be opened to Jesus Christ.

How many are there on the balcony?

- Around the 40th

Fine, let's give them an experience.

Jeannie, the show can begin.

High, comrades.

The Stupid animals that you must be aroused.

Last night it decided whether I should reach

to target, or completely destroyed go.

I must not play

before giving evidence. I count down.

Three ... two ... a ...

Get them to sweat.

And ... music, one, two.

Caesar! Caesar!

Quiet! Let din tie!

Caesar!

Who is it

as the crowd calls me?

Antonius, a voice cut

through music and shouts "Caesar".

Caesar!

Who is calling?

Figures for Caesar listens.

Beware the Ides Martii.

This is what he is striving for -

but when he gets to the ladder top,

then he turns it back -

look to the skies and contempt Now

the low stage, along which he grew up.

Maybe it makes Caesar.

It must be prevented.

Brutus, my husband.

- What do you, Portia?

So up early?

It's thoughtless to confide -

your weak health to

a rkold tomorrow.

And your own.

For unloving stole you from my bed.

One can clearly hear

that they have been in bed together.

... And pondered with arms folded,

and when I asked what you were wrong -

so you staring at me

with dark eyes.

You struck out irritated by hand

as you asked me to go.

Damn, I had asked him

not to stand there.

You were excellent.

- Was I really?

You are what I call

an actress created by God.

I think I love you.

Are you nervous?

- Only if people ask me about it.

Are you nervous?

Should it be later than eight o'clock?

- Yes, the very latest.

Here are a sick, who will talk to you.

- Caius Ligarius.

I fail nothing if only Brutus has

a deed to be done, the credit worthy.

A tu, Brute.

Fall then, Caesar.

Now you cry.

They feel enough of a plug of compassion.

It feels good to cry.

Good people. But how?

Crying, when you see only

our Caesar dress the wound?

Look, here.

Look, here himself.

Torn by traitor hands!

- Caesar!

Oh, how awful!

- Oh, the traitors!

Revenge! Revenge!

I dreamed

I sat down to eat with Caesar.

Scary thought fills me.

I lack desire

to go home -

but something drives me anyway.

What is your name?

Where are you going?

Where do you live?

His name is Cinna.

- I am writer Cinna.

Snderriv him for his bad verses.

I am not

the conspirators Cinna!

I am Cinna the poet!

Could you hold the heavy eyes open

slightly and stir lyre to a little song?

If it pleases you, my lord.

- Yes, my boy.

I bother you, but you would like.

- It's only my duty.

I should not

make claim on your duty.

The young blood has urge to rest.

- I have now slept, my lord.

It was good, and you will soon

allowed to sleep more.

I do not long for you.

If I live,

I will be good to you.

when the lyre Orpheus Vocal

bent by the string sound

tree top and ice cover mountain

herb and flower sprang from fertile

right as when the spring bid

tonens magic powers are strong

agony and heart work

listen in nap and die

He had the noblest of Romans. Each

of the conspirators, except him, -

committed the deed

of grudge to Caesar's greatness.

Only he was in honest thought -

on the common

and the whole nation good.

His life was gentle, and soul abilities

voted thus connected with him -

that nature could proudly say:

"This was a man".

So it is now.

Make sure people are ready.

Congratulations.

It was f***ing fantastic!

We made it.

We did it srme.

Good work, Jeannie.

They love us.

In places with you!

How the hell

I will be able to surpass this?

I will never forget it.

I had come down from the stage, -

when I heard gasps. Have heard

audience react this before?

No.

- Once.

Tonight!

Orson has organized construction

for years. He has staged it before.

Have you greeted Martin Gabel?

He played Cassius.

Orson and I would remind so much

about each other.

I prefer to work with men.

Imagine playing with in "The Women".

40 roles, and all of them are women.

Oh god, I would shoot myself.

I knew with astonishing security

already from the first test -

it was a success.

Orson offered me to play

either Antony or Brutus.

I chose Antony for the reason

he is recognized everywhere ...

I see that the ladies

have taken my dublant.

How, boy. I thought

I had forgotten text -

until I sang.

The words came out of my mouth.

I was not aware

I still remember them.

Come here.

- Hello.

What is lynx, fertilize?

Is Evelyn cavalier? What a guy.

Orson has not told you that?

- What?

You're fired, Richard.

- What am I?

I'm sorry, I must tell.

Orson is a nitwit and a coward.

Are you kidding?

- He has never forgiven you.

He just wanted to have the premiere in house.

- Joe, it's not funny.

Did you see the blond guy on stage?

Yes.

- He will replace you.

Is this a joke?

- He has already been recruited.

Do not make fun.

- That I do not.

No. It must not end like this.

What have I done?

- Do not make Orson clock.

I said one thing.

I said Sonja was my girlfriend.

I fought like you said.

- You should not fight against Orson.

Moreover, he said,

taking the practical application batch.

Fine.

Fine, what should I do?

- I'm sorry, Richard.

Wait a minute. He gave me this.

Does it mean nothing?

We have all been

the same damn letter.

Is he here?

Is he here, Joe?

I will talk to him.

Where is he?

- He went. Everyone should go to the party.

What a beautiful hat.

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