The Country Girl Page #7
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- 1954
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pretty hard. You used it to the hilt.
- No, Bernie.
- I'm right, and you know it.
You're sure of yourself. You don't
know what it means to be afraid.
You're on top of the heap.
Everything's good for you, but wait
till you've had a couple of flops
and people stop talking about you.
You'll get afraid
and look for excuses.
I'm not blaming you. Just stop lying.
Sure, everybody thought
it was because of the accident.
That's what I wanted them to think,
because I was afraid.
Even when I was the biggest, I was
afraid. I've always been afraid.
I don't know why. It was good to find
a respectable excuse for failure.
Nobody blamed me.
No, they blamed it on the accident.
After I'd milked every tear out of it,
I cut my wrists,
not deep enough to die,
just enough to bleed myself back
into the centre of attention.
Everybody felt sorry for me again.
They understood. Everybody
was talking about me and my tragedy.
That's the way I wanted it.
To keep it that way, I lied.
God, how I lied!
I even lied about Georgie!
You were so right, Bernie.
Not about the accident,
but how I used it.
- Get some rest.
- I'll keep on thinking about it.
You better not take a chance on me.
You better get rid of me.
- Bernie...
- Shh.
- He's got to sleep.
- I don't care if he hears me.
I talked to Ray Watson in California.
He can be here in the morning.
I said I'd call him back.
- Frank's going to play it.
- Wait a minute.
Don't protect this guy any longer!
I'm calling Ray Watson.
If you do, tell him to bring
All that valley needs is a few
friends to treat it kindly for once,
to loan it a plough, some seeds,
plenty of care.
It'll pay us back.
I know it, Joe, but the others
will take a lot of convincing.
- Western Union.
- Yes, come in.
- How's it going, Ralph?
- Fine, Mr Dodd.
Mr Frank's a big man.
Positive honour to work for him.
- Have you been out front?
- Yeah.
Opening night in New York.
The world's most useless man.
- How's Frank?
- OK. How's it been back here?
He was a little uneasy
with the curtain going up so late.
If the first few rows
had the balcony's manners,
what a wonderful world this would be.
It was sweet of you
to send these wires.
- Who told you?
- I guessed. How many did you send?
- Nine or ten. You?
- Five or six.
Where did you get the names?
The Lambs' Club.
Good, good.
Why don't you go out front?
Not me. I don't sit with the critics.
I hear very well right from here.
That's the advantage
of an on-stage dressing room.
Keep quiet!
That's the disadvantage.
Larry's right. From now on,
it's his show. I'm just a visitor.
- Depressed, aren't you?
- Depressed and mean.
It's been a long nine weeks.
A job is home to a homeless man.
Now the job is finished.
Where do I go from here?
Georgie, five weeks ago
I kissed a woman, a married woman.
Now I know I love her.
I don't know where to turn.
- Close to you like this...
- Bernie...
I waited.
- Bernie...
You told me you prayed to see him on
his feet again so you could get out.
Let me show you something.
Looks to me like he's made it.
What about you?
- Are you leaving him?
- Don't you think that can wait?
No, it's been on my mind
since that morning in Boston.
If I could make you understand...
Not now, Bernie. Not now.
First-act curtain. I've got to make
the dressing room tour.
- I thought you were out front.
- Just came back.
You hit it tonight. It's good.
I can handle this. Go have a smoke.
You know something, that's work.
It sounded wonderful back here.
I messed up a couple of spots.
Nobody noticed.
- You'd better touch up the grey.
- Make me look two weeks younger.
- How do you feel?
- Good. How are they liking it?
I only know what I read
in the papers. They came in late.
- As long as they don't leave early.
- Frank...
A lot of things are said
in the heat of the day.
Accept my apologies.
Those things can happen. Naturally,
you include my wife in your apology.
Of course. That includes you, too.
Then start by taking your hat off.
You're not at a smoker, Mr Cook.
This is the first kind word you've
had for us. I think I know why.
You'd like me to sign a contract
before the papers come out
so you can get me
for half what I'm worth.
You'll just have to take my word.
I have been thinking
of contractual arrangements,
but that's not why I came back.
I'm having some people for supper,
and I just wanted to invite you.
And you, Mrs Elgin.
Thanks. I'll drop by
if I'm not too tired.
- Good. Hope to see you.
- Yeah.
Excuse me, Mrs Elgin.
We'll be looking for you.
Thank you.
- Fine performance.
- Thank you. They got you trapped!
- Don't learn the piano.
- Just Chopsticks.
- Great performance.
- Thank you.
- Have you seen Georgie anywhere?
- She was here a minute ago.
There you are, dear.
I only lost about half of it.
Now is as good a time as any
to say thanks to both of you.
For what?
If it hadn't been for you,
looking for a coffee spoon.
Frank, there are as many reasons
for drinking as there are drinkers.
There are only two reasons
why a drinker stops.
He dies or decides to quit
all by himself.
I'm not sure I have.
and got away with it.
Just about anybody can face a crisis.
It's everyday living that's rough.
I'm not sure I can lick it,
but I think I got a chance.
The point is, Georgie, what about us?
Don't go, Bernie. You're involved.
There's only one thing more obvious
than two people gazing at each other,
and that's two people avoiding it.
Frank, I didn't want to bring up
any of this tonight.
But you did, so let's have
the whole truth.
I married you for happiness.
Yours and mine.
If necessary, I'll leave you
for the same reason.
I can't guarantee you that happiness.
The rest of the whole truth is that
it was as much my fault as yours.
Bernie accused me of wanting you
completely dependent,
of wanting to control your life.
I denied it, of course, but I think
there's an element of truth there.
I don't want to run that risk again.
No, you're right.
This is something
I've got to work out for myself,
with you or without you.
Whether the show is a hit
or a flop is beside the point.
I've got to find myself,
whether it's in one room or five.
I don't think there's any point in us
torturing each other any longer.
You two talk it over. I'll go home.
But, Georgie, don't dismiss
what we had together.
I gave you ten of the roughest years
anybody ever spent outside
of a concentration camp.
It could be more of the same.
That was quite a little speech.
I'm still giving a performance.
This time there's a difference.
At least I know it's a performance.
I know it's gratifying
to be wanted and needed,
but not for every minute
of every day.
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