The Saxon Charm Page #2

Eric Busch - Zack Humber.

Zack is the only man I know who

temperamentally aims to be a billionaire.

Most of us only want to be

millionaires, but not Zack.

Sorry to keep you waiting, Zack.

What detains you, Eric?

Don't worry about me. I used the time to

close a big deal on the phone out there.

And it's okay with my wife for tonight.

Fine, and how about Mrs Busch?

How about "what" about Mrs Busch?

Oh yes, I forgot to tell you. We're

all dining together to celebrate.

Celebrate?

Has it occurred to you that I'm going

to do your play, and Zack will back us?

Well, it's a limited

partnership for tax reasons.

Then you like the play?

Like it? I was entranced by it. You made

a transition from novels to playwright.

Without losing one iota of your talent.

Well, I'm glad to hear you say that.

Well, I think the play is sensational.

When did you read it?

Matt told it to me.

It is terrific. You know, I never

knew that Molire had it so tough.

You never knew there was a Molire.

And that part where he

denounces the king. Wow!

Denounces the king?

Yes, a little idea I had Eric that

I wanted to talk you about.

You realize that no play

ever reaches the stage ..

In the form in which it

was originally written.

Denunciation scene?

I expect you to work closely with me on

changes we think are necessary. Agreed?

Of course. I'll appreciate

the opportunity to learn.

You know Dolly is

going to love this play.

She is nuts about anything

with a problem in it.

It's going to be a great

experience for both of us.

For you, having the theater revealed as

the bewitching task mistress she is.

And for me, the honor of presenting this

fine, fresh talent that you possess.

Say, what about casting?

You think we can get Van Johnson?

Slave of the money-temples! We cast

when the script is right and not before.

Well, I didn't know. You know, Dolly is

higher than a kite about Van Johnson.

Better go and get your Dolly and

meet us at Schindler's at 8 o'clock.

Sure, sure. We'll be on time.

Goodbye, goodbye.

You'd better telephone your Janet.

How did you know her name?

The little matter of inquiring.

Tell her that Alma will

pick her up at 7:30.

Alma?

Alma. Alma Wragge. W R A G G E.

A charming girl and a singer. Don't ask

me why she never changed her name.

I'd better pick her up myself.

I think she'd prefer that.

Get Mrs Busch for Mr Busch.

Now, wait ..

We can stay here and

discuss the script .. oh.

Yes, I must remember to order

some flowers for the ladies.

What colour is Janet's hair?

Red .. brown eyes.

Zack's Dolly on the other hand

will be a platinum blond.

She will require a large orchid.

An orchid-coloured orchid.

My, if only the problems of life

were as simple as that, huh?

Suppose Dolly is a brunette?

There is nothing to be gained

in speculating about miracles.

[ Buzzer ]

That will be Janet.

I owe you fifty cents.

Oh no thank you. That's for Miss Wragge.

Thank you Mrs Humber.

And Mr Humber.

When you've known

Matt Saxon as long as I have.

You will realize a sandwich couldn't

possibly interfere with a dinner date.

Well he said eight o'clock.

It's almost half past.

I can't understand Eric's being late.

He's always on time.

But tonight, he's with Matt Saxon.

Janet, from now on life will be one long

series of "it never happened before's."

Hey, Dolly. There's our pal, the guy

that writes the column in The Mirror.

Oh yes, him .. I've been in

his column three times.

Can you imagine?

Unimportant little me.

I think we ought to go over and

say hello. Would you excuse us?

Certainly. Business before pleasure.

What is it about that female

that you and I don't like?

Dolly isn't what's bothering me.

It's just, when Eric asks me to be here.

Janet.

Take a good, long look

at your husband tonight.

You've been trying to tell me something.

What is it?

We've known each other

less than two hours and ..

Yet I feel as though I've

known you for two years.

Janet, I think I can

talk to you like a sister.

Go ahead, I'd like to hear.

If I talk, I'll pin your ears back.

I'm willing to take that chance.

Alright.

Matt Saxon is the most brilliant

man in the theater today.

Even his enemies admit this.

But his last plays were so intellectual,

no-one knew what they were about.

He's always had a

certain contempt for people.

But he has it now more than ever.

Especially towards the fact they

have lives of their own to live.

Even the cleverest are hooked once

the Saxon charm goes to work.

A smart wife would get her

husband away from Saxon.

While there is still a chance.

While he's still his own master.

Standing on his own hind feet.

I thought you were Saxon's friend.

You mean, his girl? I'm not.

I am his friend.

As much as anyone can be.

I wish I could understand.

How I could love him.

And still warn you about him.

I wish I didn't love him so much.

I wish I'd keep my big mouth shut.

Forget what I said, honey. I mean, don't

forget what I said, forget I said it.

Ah, this could be none but Janet Busch.

How do you do?

How do you do. You've confirmed

my faith in your husband's good taste.

And my own little Alma - Eric Busch.

How do you do.

Pardon the hand of a gentleman,

but I'm only human.

Darling, you're late. I'm sorry.

It's entirely my fault.

I forced him into a game of darts,

just so that I could get even.

Darts?

Why are you sitting here?

You could be waiting at my table.

We could if you had a table.

Of course I have a table. Come along.

Just in case.

Well, Matt. About time you showed up.

Darling, here you are.

Matt Saxon and Eric Busch in person.

This is marvellous.

In the same dinner party

with two big celebrities.

You didn't tell me, Zack

that you'd married a child.

Welcome to our new

partnership, Mrs Humber.

Oh, Zack told me about the play.

It sounds dreamy, but simply dreamy.

Thank you, Mrs Humber.

Good evening.

Evening. Who are you? Where's Otto?

Otto has gone sir. We recently changed

hands. But the old chef is still here.

Ah. Well the chef is the important one.

My name is Saxon. I hope

you've saved me a good table.

I'm sorry sir, but I'll do the

best I can with no reservation.

But I made a reservation.

The message was with the flowers I sent.

Flowers? Oh, the box addressed to Otto?

Yeah.

What with Otto gone sir,

I just couldn't accept it.

Well, it's alright.

We can't eat flowers.

I'm sorry, sir.

You're sorry?

I'll give you the best table I can, sir.

Please.

Yes, but this is ridiculous. It's right

in the line here, from the kitchen.

If you'd rather wait a few minutes, sir?

Wait?

Anyone care to join me for dinner?

If you don't mind, I'll order for all of

you. Only certain dishes here are good.

I want this wine. I won't pronounce it.

You won't know what I'm talking about.

And I want six orders

of stuffed cabbage.

And some side orders of

chopped chicken liver.

No stuffed cabbage for me, thank you.

But you must try it. It's a

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