Mommie Dearest Page #7
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- Year:
- 1981
- 129 min
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Good.
It's a soap opera.
Well, it's very good experience.
Have you got a glass, darling?
Oh, yeah.
Hey, you know where I got this from?
Uh-uh.
Batista himself. Ha ha.
Yeah?
When I opened a plant outside Havana.
It's all they gave you?
That's it.
Cheap bastards.
Ha ha ha ha.
Do you Miss all that?
I Miss al more.
So...
How are the guys?
Guys are guys.
It--it hasn't changed.
I brought you...
A gift.
Thank you, mommie.
Oh...
They were the first present that al ever gave me.
They're beautiful.
I want you to have them.
Thank you.
And, Tina...
If you don't get this part,
for Christ's sake, don't hock 'em.
Oh, I wouldn't.
Thank you, mommie.
Hey, don't be a stranger.
No.
Is it 4:
00 yet?It's five after.
Five after? Turn the set on now.
All right.
I want that set on every day...
At 4:
00 sharp.Well, I'm going to try to make him happy,
you know, in every way.
You two make a lovely couple.
Well, I want so much to be a good wife.
You will be.
But there's so much to learn.
Don't worry. Love conquers all, right?
You're so good to me, Susan.
You're so understanding.
And your mother, how's she doing?
Oh, you know mom.
I think she's been secretly planning this for years.
You're in good hands, then.
Sometimes I feel like it's her wedding.
Although, I know he feels very far removed
from all the planning.
[Music swells]
She's doing quite well,
don't you think?
She's improving.
A lot of fans have written
how impressed they are with Christina
and how proud you must be of her acting.
Well...
Something good had to rub off.
Come on, let's get to work.
[Music playing]
Ohh.
Ohh.
Ohh...
[Labored breathing]
Mommie...
Miss Crawford.
I'm belinda Rosenberg, Christina's producer.
How do you do?
Fine.
Thank you so much for calling us.
She'll be fine. How is she?
It was an ovarian tumor, but
completely benign, thank god.
Thank god.
It's a rotten break for her.
Tell me, this won't affect
her job in any way, will it?
Well, how long will she be here?
Well, the doctor's not sure yet.
Uh...
Tell you what.
Let me call you tomorrow.
We'll discuss it.
Please.
Good.
Your TV show is on.
Don't you want to watch?
To see how well they manage without me?
To see your mother.
They just announced your mother
until you're well.
Oh.
She can't.
My character's only 28 years old.
Bill...
Could you, uh...
Could you call...
[Actor] You want me to call Cindy for you?
Yes.
You know, she, uh...
She wants to...
[Actor] Uh, I know she wants
to have an affair with Robert.
But are you sure his divorce is final?
His divorce is final?
Fade and out.
Miss Crawford, are you all right?
Oh, fine. Just nervous as hell.
Give me a drink, and I'll be all right.
We've only got another 90 seconds.
Now, you're doing swell.
You just, uh, keep finding those, uh...
Cue cards.
That's the problem. The cue
cards are too goddamn low.
Tell them to bring them up higher, huh?
I think that's where I went wrong.
Right. Uh...
You all right?
Mm-hmm.
O.K. Go.
You're perfect.
In 10, please.
9... 8...
[Music swells]
3... 2...
Now, what about us?
What about our situation?
Maybe we should elope.
No.
Absolutely not.
I was afraid of that.
Oh, be serious, now, bill.
Mother and I have to make plans today.
I was serious.
Think of all the work we'll save your mother.
Don't you have any more romantic ideas?
Small, simple ceremony?
It'll be grand.
And don't worry about me.
Turn it off.
Turn it off.
[Doorbell buzzes]
[Buzz]
Come on in.
Here's everything your mother
picked out for you, dear.
Let me take that from you.
My god, Carol Ann.
She's still picking out my clothes for me.
She went to such lengths to pick out
just the right colors for you.
Well, I hope it fits.
It is pretty.
Pretty colors.
Carol Ann, can I get you a cup of tea or something?
Carol Ann?
Carol Ann?
What is it?
Oh, Christina...
What's the matter?
Your mother...
is going to be so alone
when you leave.
Don't you worry.
She'll be all right.
She always is.
[Telephone rings]
[Ring]
[Ring]
Hello.
Yes, mommie.
No, she's here. Uh-huh.
Mommie, I told you,
I want to do it for you.
As the final event
of this prestigious evening,
we bestow our organization's
highest award of merit
upon a woman known throughout the world
not only as an academy award-winning actress,
but also as a business woman held in high regard
for her charitable, civic,
and professional contributions.
It is an honor for me
to present this award of recognition
to a truly great lady--
Miss Joan Crawford.
With us tonight to accept the award
on behalf of her mother
is Miss Crawford's daughter Christina.
[Applause]
Thank you.
Thank you, ladies and gentlemen.
It's a privilege to be here with you tonight
to accept this honor, this award
on behalf of my mother Joan Crawford.
When I spoke with her,
she asked me to convey to you
her deepest gratitude.
She wanted so much
to be here in person tonight,
but...
She was simply not well enough.
I know she would want me to say thank you
to each...
And every one of you
who made this honor possible.
And on a more personal note...
I would like to say directly to her...
Congratulations.
And...
I love you...
Mommie dearest.
Thank you so much.
[Applause]
Oh, mommie.
I always loved you so.
It's over.
The pain.
There's no more pain.
You're free.
You're free.
Oh, mommie.
Mommie.
Oh, mommie.
Christopher.
Oh, I'm so glad you're here.
You o.K.?
Yeah.
You?
I'm o.K.
Did you meet David, my husband?
Yeah.
Let's go out, get some air.
O.K.
Miss Crawford,
I've always been such a fan of your mother's.
I do hope you feel we've done her justice.
Actually, I worked from my own
personally autographed photo
of your mother.
You did a beautiful job.
She looked lovely.
Thank you.
[David] Thank you.
[Sobbing] Christina.
Carol.
My dear Tina.
She always loved you...
So very much...
Christina.
I need to believe that.
I need so much...
To be able to believe that now.
She did.
Here it is.
This is the section pertaining
to you and Christopher.
Ahem.
"It is my intention
"to make no provision herein
"for my son Christopher...
"And my daughter Christina
"for reasons which are well-known to them."
What reasons? I mean...
[Laughs]
Jesus Christ.
[Sighs]
As usual, she has the last word.
Does she?
Does she?
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