Tootsie Page #5

You saved my ass. Literally.

Dorothy...

...I just want to say I loved what you

did in our scene. Welcome aboard!

Well, you know, you were good too...

Can I have your autograph?

I've always watched the show.

You're so great.

Wonderful! Oh, thank you!

Thank you. That was an

exhilarating first day.

- Tell me about it next week.

- Good night.

Julie, come on, baby.

Can we drop you?

Maybe you'd like to join us for a drink.

- No, thanks. I feel like walking.

- Okay, bye.

She's a very attractive girl.

And no dummy.

But for the life of me...

...I cannot understand why she

hangs around with that director.

He treats her like she's just...

...nothing!

I think you're right.

I'm rewriting the necktie scene

without the necktie.

He's condescending.

He calls me "sweetheart."

He doesn't even know my name.

He calls her "baby."

He pushed me around. If not for

the dress, I'd have kicked his ass.

How'd you communicate with him?

He told me what he wanted.

I didn't say anything.

I did it my way. He bawled me out.

I apologized. That was that.

I think Dorothy's smarter than I am.

I just wish I looked prettier.

I look in the mirror and...

Maybe I can just get a softer...

...hair or something,

because she deserves it.

- Don't answer that!

- Why not?

- It could be for Dorothy. Please.

- Why'd you give them this number?

The show has to contact me

in case they change the schedule.

I'll find out.

They can't think Dorothy lives

with a man! It's wrong for her.

It could be for me.

Answer as Dorothy.

I can't!

What if it's Sandy?

If it's Diane, how do I

explain there's a woman here?

I'll get a service tomorrow.

When you were playing Cyrano and you

stuck a saber in my armpit...

...I didn't say anything.

When you were hopping around,

ranting about your hump...

...saying this was a bell tower,

I didn't say anything.

But I don't see why I should

pretend I'm not home...

...just because you're not

that kind of girl.

That's weird.

- Where are you going?

- To Diane's.

That way if anybody wants to reach me,

they can talk to me.

What do you think I'm doing this for?

For you, for the play, for Sandy...

I told you to give me

the pain yesterday.

Sandy, I'm sorry.

I can't talk long.

I just don't have the energy.

I didn't forget.

I just may have the flu.

Do you have a fever?

How much? Go right to bed

and take two aspirin...

...bundle up, sweat, and drink liquids.

Above all, take 1000 units of

vitamin C every hour with milk only.

Did you give Melanie

an overdose on purpose?

I don't know.

I don't write the sh*t, you know.

Don't be so hard on Dr. Brewster.

He's insecure.

I have to be tough.

He just wants my body.

Dorothy, you're so bad.

- You look just the way you look.

- Thank you. You're very attractive too.

I want you to meet my dad, Les.

- It's nice to meet you.

- I feel I know you already.

I just love your daughter to pieces.

I can't write any clearer

than I can write. It's in English.

- What about those?

- For Sandy?

For me, for Dorothy. Not exactly,

but that kind of idea.

- A little overstated.

- Really? Wait a minute!

Jesus!

- That's her.

- Mr. Earl!

You got it.

Thursday, what time?

I will not forget.

Okay, bye-bye.

"Things are better since you

came to Southwest General."

- "We're so grateful to you."

- For?

- "For your help and advice."

- "I think of you all as my daughters."

"What kind of mother wouldn't

give her girls tits?"

"Tips."

It's "tips."

Tips.

You'll find you picked

the wrong man to challenge.

It was you who pro...

Look at me when I talk to you.

I don't trust a man

who won't meet my eye.

I don't trust it in a bank teller

or a salesman.

And I certainly don't trust it

in a chief surgeon.

You provoked this confrontation.

You're an incredibly

insensitive woman.

Stop thinking of me as a woman

and start thinking of me as a person.

That's what Southwest General

is made of, people.

And have Nurse Charles

see me immediately.

- Push in for a close-up.

- Not too close!

Okay, hold it there.

- And cut it!

- Stop tape.

Dorothy, it was wonderful

the way you held my face.

You controlled me completely.

Thank you, but you had

some great moments.

Hold it. Good news, children.

Our brilliant engineers have

again erased a reel of the show.

So we have to retape

It's either that

or do it live, tomorrow.

I think we should tape it.

That's a wrap. See you bright

and early, 6:
30 tomorrow.

- Good night, Dorothy.

- Good night, Ben.

That's some day, huh?

What? Oh, you mean about

doing it over again.

Tell me, does that happen often?

Every once in a while.

We actually had to do it live once.

Live!

You should have seen Van Horn's face.

He was so panicked...

...we had to shoot him from the back.

- Want some wine?

- No, thanks. I better go home.

I have to wash my hair.

Thanks anyway.

- Dorothy?

- Yes?

Listen, I know this is exactly

what you want to hear now...

...but we've got 26 pages,

and I was wondering...

...if you could come over and

run some lines with me tonight.

I could make you something to eat.

Night, Fay.

I'm a born defroster.

You don't have a thing to wear?

- She's seen me in all these.

- Not in the white thing.

What, this? You cannot wear white

to a casual dinner. It's too dressy.

- You couldn't wear pants?

- No. Pants? I can't.

- What about this?

- No shoes for it.

The lines make me look hippy...

...and it cuts me across the bust.

We're getting into a weird area.

This is smart.

What about this?

Looks like you should

ring a school bell.

This may seem silly to you,

but this is our first date.

I want to look pretty for her.

Hi.

What a pretty outfit.

- Glad you like it.

- Come on in.

- Brought you something.

- You didn't have to.

It wasn't nothing.

Come in.

I'll put them in water.

What a big apartment.

- What a lovely, lovely room.

- Is it?

- Yes, it's yummy.

- I had a decorator do it.

Before, no money.

Now, no time.

- Amy is asleep. Finally.

- Scared the daylights out of me.

Miss Nichols, that child is never

going to learn anything if you keep...

Thank you, Mrs. Crawley.

- Dorothy, Mrs. Crawley.

- I'm sorry, I didn't know.

Nice meeting you.

- Scares the sh*t out of me.

- Scared me to death.

Drop your coat here.

- Who is it?

- Amy's nanny.

And she hates me.

Who's Amy?

My daughter.

She was 14 months old last week.

I didn't know you had a baby.

You got any kids, Dorothy?

- Were you ever married?

- I haven't been that fortunate.

I was engaged once, though,

to a brilliant young actor...

...whose career was cut short by

the theatrical establishment.

- They killed him?

- So to speak.

Sutton gave up acting, and me as well.

He's working now as a waiter

in a disreputable restaurant.

I don't want to talk about it.

Maybe you'd like some wine?

No, I think I'd better keep sharp

when we work, you know?

You mind if I ask you a question?

Do you worry about using so much

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