
Tales of Manhattan
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- 1942
- 118 min
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GOOD AFTERNOON,
GENTLEMEN.
GOOD AFTERNOON.
THIS WAY, PLEASE.
MR. ORMAN
IS JUST GETTING UP.
FAMOUS PEOPLE:
GENERALLY SLEEP LATE.
YOU MAY OPEN IT,
MR. MARTELLI.
YES,
MR. LONGHEART.
UH...
NO.
GOOD MORNING,
GENTLEMEN.
GOOD AFTERNOON,
MR. ORMAN.
GOOD AFTERNOON.
HOW DO YOU:
LIKE IT?
FAIR.
LOOK A THE SHOULDERS.
HOW DO YOU LIKE:
THOSE LAPELS?
AUTIFUL.
IT'LL LOOK BETTER
ON YOU, SIR.
NO. ALWAYS LOOKS BETTER
ON HIM.
HE'S MORE RELAXED.
LUTHER?
A FLOWER.
LOOK AT HIM.
NOTHING WORRIES HIM.
HA HA.
I SEE YOU'RE NO SUPERSTITIOUS.
NOT IN THE LEAST.
THAT'S FORTUNATE.
WHY?
WELL,
BECAUSE BERTOLDI...
WHAT'S THE MATTER?
OH, NOTHING. NOTHING.
WELL,
CURSED?
YES. YOU REMEMBER
BERTOLDI, OUR CUTTER?
YES.
WHAT ABOUT HIM?
I HAD TO DISMISS HIM
HOW COME?
WE ARGUED ABOU THESE LAPELS.
THEY'RE PERFECT.
AREN'T THEY?
WHEN BERTOLDI LEFT,
WITH RAGE.
HE ASSERTED THIS SUI WOULD BRING MISFORTUNE
TO ANYBODY:
WHO EVER WORE IT.
HE CURSED IT.
THIS IS THE BEST SUI THAT I HAVE EVER MADE.
I KNOW IT WILL BRING YOU
GOOD LUCK.
THIS IS A LUCKY SUIT,
MR. ORMAN.
AND I GUARANTEE:
ANTHONY,
I DEMAND AN ANSWER.
IS IT TRUE?
UNFORTUNATELY...
YES.
NO...
NO. NO.
TERRIFIC, PAUL!
A SMASH HIT!
THEY ATE IT UP!
THE BIGGEST OPENING NIGH OF THE SEASON.
OF YOUR HAND EVERY SECOND-
JUST LIKE THAT!
WHAT'S THE MATTER?
WHERE YOU GOING?
CHIEF!
WAIT A MINUTE!
CHIEF!
HURRY! THEY'RE WAITING
FOR YOU!
COME ON, PAUL!
WHERE ARE YOU GOING?
ARE YOU MAD?
YOU'VE GOT TO TAKE
10 OR 12 MORE CURTAIN CALLS.
IMPOSSIBLE.
WHERE'S LUTHER?
LUTHER?
YOU CAN'T DO THIS!
WHAT AM I GOING:
TO TELL THEM-
THAT YOU'RE CRAZY
OR SOMETHING?
TELL THEM I DON'T CARE
TO STEP OUT OF CHARACTER.
WHAT CHARACTER?
I AM DEAD, REMEMBER?
AW, CHIEF, PLEASE!
NOW, WAIT A MINUTE.
I'M YOUR MANAGER.
I HAVE A RIGHT TO KNOW.
WHAT'S ALL THIS ABOUT?
GO TO MY APARTMEN AND WAIT THERE.
I'LL CALL
IF I HAVE ANY NEWS.
STEP ON IT, LUTHER.
BOSS, YOU WERE
REALLY HOT TONIGHT.
THAT LAST SCENE:
WAS A DILLY.
I'M NOT INTERESTED.
IF WE DON'T GET STOPPED.
GOOD.
WE'LL BE THERE
IN 15 MINUTES.
GO ON.
TELL ME WHA EVERYBODY SAYS.
OF HER LAST YEAR.
IT WAS A BLESSING.
WHY DID I HAVE:
THREE FLOPS IN A ROW?
BECAUSE SHE THOUGH SHE COULD ACT.
THE MINUTE I COME ON STAGE WITHOUT HER,
LOOK WHAT HAPPENS.
A SMASH HIT.
YOU SAID IT, BOSS.
BUT WHAT BEATS ME IS
WHY YOU WANT TO STAR EVERYTHING OVER AGAIN.
NEVER MIND.
WHY ARE YOU:
SLOWING DOWN?
GET GOING.
GOOD EVENING, SIR.
I BEG YOUR PARDON.
WERE YOU INVITED?
OH, MR. ORMAN.
HOW SWEET OF YOU.
THAT'S ALL RIGHT.
PAUL-
GOOD EVENING.
YOU FOOL.
WHY DID YOU COME?
LOVE. IT SOMETIMES
BLINDS ME.
AFTER WHAT I'VE
BEEN THROUGH TODAY.
HE'LL SEE YOU NOW.
THERE'S NO TELLING
WHAT HE'LL DO.
WHO?
YOUR HUSBAND?
YES.
HOW MANY TIMES:
HAVE I TOLD YOU:
WHAT I'VE BEEN THROUGH THIS PAST YEAR?
HE SUSPECTS US:
CONSTANTLY.
THE MERE MENTION
OF YOUR NAME,
HE RAVES:
LIKE A MADMAN.
A STRAIN ON YOU.
PATHETIC.
THIS IS:
NO TIME TO JOKE.
PLEASE, YOU MUST GO.
I'VE ARRANGED EVERYTHING
PERFECTLY FOR US,
AND NOW YOU'RE GOING TO
RUIN EVERYTHING I'VE DONE.
YOU ARE SO:
COMPLETELY BEWILDERED
THAT YOU HAVEN'T EVEN ASKED
ME HOW THE OPENING WAS.
I OPENED IN A PLAY TONIGHT,
IF YOU REMEMBER.
OH, FORGIVE ME.
HOW WAS IT?
A SMASH.
WENT LIKE:
A HOUSE AFIRE.
AND YOU?
AT MY BEST.
I'M SO GLAD.
THANK YOU.
PLEASE GO, PAUL.
AT 10:
00 TO SEE YOU.OH, YOU WILL?
CERTAINLY.
AS WE PLANNED.
YOU LITTLE:
TWO-FACED LIAR.
PAUL, YOU'RE MAD.
TOMORROW, EH?
TOMORROW OR EVER AGAIN-
UNLESS YOU BUY A TICKE TO THE BOX OFFICE.
I'M SAYING GOODBYE FOREVER.
YOU CAME OUT HERE
NO. I CAME OUT HERE
FALL AT YOUR FEET.
YOU'VE EVIDENTLY
CHANGED YOUR MIND.
YES,
WHEN YOU LIED AGAIN.
DO YOU KNOW WHAT IT IS
TO LOOK INTO A WOMAN'S EYES
WHEN SHE IS LYING?
FORGIVE ME.
I SHOULD BE MORE TOLERANT WITH A LIAR.
I HAVE BEEN:
ONE MYSELF SO OFTEN.
WE'LL PART WITHOU ANY FURTHER ARGUMENT-
QUIETLY AND CALMLY.
I KNOW EVERYTHING.
YOU'RE GOING WITH HIM
TOMORROW AT 9:
00ON A PLANE TO CANADA...
TO HUNT MOOSE.
OH. SO
THAT'S THE POINT.
YOU DIDN'T TELL HIM
YOU DIDN'T TELL HIM
YOU LOVE ME.
INSTEAD, YOU HELD
"YES, DARLING,
"I AM YOUR GOOD
AND LOYAL WIFE.
I LOVE ONLY YOU.
NOBODY ELSE."
HAH.
PAUL, PLEASE.
YOU MUST GO-
JOHN.
LOOK WHO DROPPED IN.
HELLO, MR. ORMAN.
GLAD TO SEE YOU.
HOW ARE YOU,
SIR?
I DIDN'T KNOW
YOU WERE EXPECTING
THE CELEBRATED:
MR. ORMAN TONIGHT.
I DIDN'T TELL YOU,
BUT I WAS.
PAUL OPENED:
IN A NEW SHOW TONIGHT.
OH, YES. SO THE NEW SHOW WAS A FLOP, EH?
NO. ON THE CONTRARY, I WAS A MAGNIFICENT SUCCESS.
I'M SPENDING THE WEEKEND
A FEW MILES FROM HERE.
HAPPY HUNTING...
IN CANADA, ISN'T IT?
YES. I DO ALL
MY HUNTING IN CANADA.
OH, WHOA THERE.
NOT SO FAST.
A DRINK, MR. ORMAN?
NO, THANKS.
ETHEL?
NO. DON'T YOU THINK YOU'RE
HAVING TOO MANY, DEAR?
FRANKLY, NO.
AND YOU'RE
MIXING THEM, TOO.
PLEASE, JOHN.
THAT'S THE WAY I LIKE
MY DRINKS-MIXED.
KEEPS ME INTERESTED
IN DRINKING.
OTHERWISE I GET BORED.
SURE YOU WON'T HAVE ONE?
NO, THANKS. I HAVE OTHER
REMEDIES FOR BOREDOM.
I IMAGINE.
WELL, I'M SORRY I CANNO STAY FOR YOUR PARTY,
SO I'LL SAY GOODBYE.
AND A VERY PLEASANT TRIP
TO BOTH OF YOU.
WELL, YOU'RE WASTING
ONE OF YOUR GOODBYES.
MY WIFE:
SHE INSISTS:
ON STAYING BEHIND.
THAT'S OLD
CHARLIE HENDERSON.
WELL, GOODBYE.
GOODBYE.
GO TO THE LODGE:
AT THE END OF THE GARDEN.
I'LL BE THERE IMMEDIATELY.
I ADORE YOU.
FORGIVE ME:
FOR DOUBTING YOU.
CERTAINLY.
DO YOU LOVE ME?
OH, YES.
OF COURSE I DO.
BUT, DARLING,
WE HAVEN'T MUCH TIME.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN? YOU
BUT, PAUL...
OH, COME.
PLEASE, SIT DOWN.
I LEARNED SOMETHING TONIGHT.
I LEARNED:
YOU TOLD ME THA A YEAR AGO,
YOU LET ME MARRY HIM.
YOU NEVER EVEN PHONED.
IF YOU'D ASKED ME
TO FORGIVE YOU-
I DIDN'T KNOW THEN
THAT LOVE WAS MORE
THAN A GOOD SCENE.
I DIDN'T KNOW
IT WAS SOMETHING THAT...
THAT WOULD TEAR:
AT YOUR HEART...
AND BURN THROUGH
THE GREASEPAINT.
YOU FEEL THAT WAY?
I DO.
MY DARLING...
I KNOW WHA YOU'VE BEEN DOING.
YOU HAVE BEEN TELLING
ME LIES AND HIM LIES.
I KNOW. I'VE DONE I MYSELF TOO OFTEN.
BUT THAT IS OVER...
FOR BOTH OF US.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN?
YOU'RE COMING ALONG
WITH ME. TOMORROW.
BRAZIL.
YOU CAN WIRE HIM.
WE'LL STAY THERE UNTIL
HE GIVES YOU A DIVORCE.
AND THEN...
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