Merrily We Go to Hell Page #4
- Year:
- 1932
- 78 min
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very easy to handle.
Yeah?
When I get my
own way, of course.
Jerry.
Claire.
Darling. This is my
wife. Miss Hempstead.
How do you do,
Mrs. Corbett?
How do you do?
Well, my boy, I see that you
know your leading lady, huh?
Oh, yes.
Yes, we're old friends.
So that's why at once when I
read the play, I thought of you.
You know, I think he must have
had you in mind when he wrote it.
Jerry, it would be
nice to think
you'd remembered me
all these years,
particularly when you've written
such a really beautiful play.
I'm glad that you like it.
I do. It's perfect.
But now, look here, there
are one or two suggestions
I've got to make for my
part. I know you won't mind.
Now then, in the first
act, when I come on...
Well, it'd be much better if
instead of coming on with DeBrion,
I came on alone, huh?
You see, it'd be a much
better entrance for me,
and I think it'd
improve your play, too.
Let me show you.
Don't worry about her. I can
take care of her, all right.
Then, in the second act...
Thank you.
Hold this a minute,
will you?
Don't you think
it'd be much better
if the curtain were
built up for me a little?
And if you could find a way of getting
DeBrion off the stage beforehand
so that I could be alone,
I think it'd be
much more effective.
Look, let me show you.
Here.
Have you done it?
All right, all right, that'll
do. Now, Jane, I'm all right.
You run along and
do as I told you.
Very well, Miss Claire.
Oh, dear, dear.
I was just going to knock.
I'm sorry if I frightened you.
You did frighten me.
Well, I don't wonder you frightened
her. You're such a rare visitor.
Is that a reproof?
Yes, it is, decidedly.
Five minutes,
Miss Hempstead.
All right.
I'll be there.
Well, how do you feel with the
curtain going up on your first play?
Like Napoleon before
Austerlitz, or before Waterloo.
You'd better
have a little drink.
No, thanks. You know
I'm on the wagon again.
What?
Well, if the strain
becomes too great,
you'll find a bottle
in the closet there.
Jerry, why did you
suddenly decide to visit me?
Just to wish
you good luck.
Dear, why are you treating
me with this devotion?
Devotion?
Well, about as much devotion as
I'd show to a boa constrictor.
Is it because I treated
you badly once?
I didn't think you
knew that you had.
I was young
and egotistical, Jerry.
Well, what are you now?
Young and egotistical.
It wasn't all my fault, you know. No?
You were very young and
romantic in those days.
Perhaps if you'd been then
what you are now...
Well?
Well, I might be almost
as much afraid to visit you
as you're afraid
to visit me.
Curtain,
Miss Hempstead.
All right, I'm coming.
Well, Jerry,
this is your big moment.
To Waterloo.
To Austerlitz.
Darling.
Miss Claire.
All right, I'm coming.
Madam, have you
no answer for me?
Sir, if I said yes,
I should mean no,
and if I said no,
I should mean yes,
but my silence is
all true and for you.
It's your husband's play.
Applaud!
I can't. I'm too happy.
You have a funny
way of showing it.
I always cry
when I'm happy.
Author! Author! Author!
Author! Author!
Author!
I'm going back
to see Jerry.
Author! Author!
Author!
Author!
Author! Author!
Author!
Jerry!
Jerry! Jerry,
I'm so happy!
Hello, Claire.
Jerry!
Here. Jerry!
Jerry, Jerry, come on,
they're calling you.
Come on.
He can't go out there
in his condition.
Yes, he'll be
all right. Come on.
He can't.
He certainly can take
a bow for his own play.
He isn't going to.
What's the matter?
I can't take a bow
for my own play?
Come on.
He's standing up straight.
No one will notice.
Come on, Jerry.
You go on home,
get things ready.
I'm gonna bring
the gang up.
Come on. Come on.
Buck.
Stay with him,
will you?
Don't you worry. I won't
even let him out of my sight.
Speech, Jerry!
Speech!
Shall I remain here,
Mrs. Corbett?
No, I'll call you
when they come.
Very well.
My dear, you lied to me
when I arrived today.
Lied?
You said Jerry
wasn't drinking.
He hasn't been.
It is now 2:
00 a. m.,Eastern Standard Time.
Buck, is he hurt?
He's still alive, but the couple
of bottles of Scotch are dead.
Bring him in here.
Wait for me downstairs,
driver. Yes, sir.
Whom was he
with, Buck?
No one in particular,
just hither and yon.
There was
no stopping him.
He's coming to.
If he does, maybe
he'll snap out of it.
Yes, I'm sure he will.
Thanks awfully, Buck.
Joan, I...
I'm terribly sorry, but...
I don't want
anyone to be sorry.
Okay, Joan.
I'll say...
Thanks, Claire.
Joan!
Joan!
I want
to speak to you.
I don't want to
talk about it.
You're coming back
to Chicago with me.
I'm not.
Do you mean to tell me
you're really happy?
I don't want to
talk about it.
Do you mean to tell me
you're really happy?
No, of course not.
Father, I've got
to talk about it.
I've been nearly crazy
keeping it all to myself.
I did lie to you before.
Joan, he isn't worth
your little finger.
Don't say that.
It isn't true.
Just think of all those months
in Chicago when he didn't drink.
Just think of the
marvelous fight he's put up.
He only started drinking when
we came to New York and he met...
He needs me now, and I'd
Maybe you think
it's none of my business.
I love Jerry, love him,
do you hear?
And it doesn't make any
difference what someone is
or does or anything
when you love him.
I'm sorry, Joan,
but even if you love him,
you can't go on like this.
You can't be a doormat.
I'm not a doormat!
You don't know how sweet
and fine Jerry really is.
I know what I'm doing.
Perhaps you're right.
It is none of
your business.
Please, Joan, don't...
I didn't mean to.
You didn't mean to.
Nobody means to.
They do their best
to make trouble
between Jerry and me
at every chance.
If they'd let us alone,
we'd be all right.
Goodbye, Joan.
I've done all I can.
When you come to your
senses, come home to me.
Father.
Joan?
Joan?
Joan!
Joan!
Joan!
Hello?
I just wanted to be sure
you got home safely.
I'm all right.
What would you say if I said I
was coming over to see you now?
Well, you might
at least answer me.
Sir, if I said yes,
I should mean no,
and if I said no,
I should mean yes.
But my silence is
all true and for you.
I want terribly
to see you, Claire,
but I'm not
going to do it.
I'm going to say goodbye.
Joan!
What's the idea, Joan?
See? This is the way
you look when you're drunk.
Just wanted to show you how
you look when you're drunk.
Honey, you've got the
words, but not the tune.
But you're charming
when you're tight, Joanie.
Really, Joan, you don't know
Really, Joan, you ought
to get tight oftener.
Well, dear,
merrily we go to hell.
Merrily you go
to your girlfriend.
Listen, Joan,
you're right.
I was going to her.
I'm still going to her
unless you stop me.
I won't stop you.
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