Valley of the Dolls Page #6

- Leave me alone!

I can't even remember when somebody

wasn't nagging or pressuring me.

You're upset.

Why don't you lie down for a while?

No...

...not alone...

...not anymore.

I need a man to hold me.

I need Mel.

I mean Ted.

I'm going home, Annie.

I'm going home to Ted right now.

Thanks for listening.

I really got a lot off my chest.

Ted? Honey, it's me.

It's not cold, huh?

Do you think she can hear us?

- Relax. She's so full of pills and booze...

...the San Francisco Earthquake

couldn't rouse her.

Having fun, kiddies?

Don't mind me, go right ahead.

I'll watch.

You'd better run, you little tramp.

How dare you contaminate my pool?!

Here, maybe this will disinfect it.

All right, f*ggot, start explaining.

You need glasses, Neely.

She's hardly built like a boy.

- I could take that better.

- I'm sure you could.

- You almost made me feel I was queer.

- You're crazy.

- Am I?

- Yes, you are.

You want me to fight your studio battles,

take you to openings...

As a man, you're always too tired

and too full of those damn dolls.

You've got guts. I catch you

red-handed with a naked broad...

...and you sermonize me!

- Not a sermon, just a few cold facts.

When I come home, I'm exhausted.

How can I think of sex?

Then why'd you sign the new contract?

You don't have to work. I make enough.

You've got your new deal

and I have my sanity back.

With that little whore?

That little whore

makes me feel 9 feet tall.

- Please don't. I need you.

- You're damn right you do...

...but not as a man.

You can go to hell.

Go to hell, you bastard!

I tried to wake her, Mr. Burke,

but she wouldn't budge.

All right, thank you.

Neely. Neely.

Neely, wake up.

Come on, wake up.

You were due on the set

three hours ago.

- What set?

- Why didn't you show up?

I couldn't, Lyon. I had a rotten night.

- I want to tell you something.

- Stop yelling.

- They're replacing you.

- They can't do that.

- It so happens they can.

- My last picture grossed a fortune.

It cost more than it grossed,

because of you.

And now you've been out six days

because of pills and you walked out.

And you've been boozing and eating

all through the picture.

- I'm the biggest box-office draw there is.

- Come on, get some sense in your head.

Stockholders are only interested

in one thing:
Profits.

They're gonna replace you

with a younger girl.

- Younger? Lyon, I'm 26.

- And you look 36.

Look at that face. It's all puffy.

Your eyes are bloodshot.

Thank you very much.

I'm sorry, but I can't stand by and watch

a talent like yours go down the drain.

You're my agent.

You're supposed to take care of me.

I'm trying to,

but you've gotta cooperate with me.

What do you want me to do?

I want you to go

to a sanitarium and dry out.

- A sanitarium?

- I'm sorry. It's the only solution.

Look, you just have to beat this thing.

You just have to beat it.

All right.

- All right. If you want me to go, I'll go.

- Good.

Anne and I will come by

and pick you up at about 3:00.

United Airlines?

What time is your next flight

to San Francisco?

Yes, one. O'Hara.

- What do you say, baby?

- What do you mean, "baby"?

I'm Neely O'Hara, pal.

That's me singing on that jukebox.

What are you, kidding? That dame's

great. You sound like a frog.

Like a frog...

- Take it easy. She's stoned!

- Get out of here!

Who's stoned?

I'm merely traveling incognito.

Well, get out of here, will you?

Go on, get out of here.

Jennifer, shame on you.

Still got that mole on your keister?

Nope. They covered it up with makeup.

Boobies, boobies, boobies.

Nothing but boobies.

Who needs them?

I did great without them.

Who the hell are you?

Who are you?!

Neely?

Neely.

- How do you feel, honey?

- Fine.

It's a hospital.

- What am I doing in the hospital?

- You took an overdose of pills.

Oh, God...

- Did it get in the papers?

- Lyon told them it was accidental.

- Well, it was. It was. Honest.

- I know.

But the next time

you might not be so lucky.

What am I gonna do?

We want you to go

to a sanitarium in Los Angeles.

- A nuthouse?

No.

- It's the same place Tony is in.

- I'm not nutty. I'm just hooked on dolls.

- It's not a nuthouse.

- Getting off them is worse than dope.

I'm scared. I've forgotten

how to sleep without dolls.

I can't get through a day

without a doll.

Please, Lyon, don't send me there.

I need a doll.

Lyon, don't leave me here!

Get me a doll. Just one.

Well, this is by far the best

we've made.

Fox would like to release the film

in the United States.

They have also offered

to buy your contract.

- Does that mean I can go home?

- I'm not sure I wish to sell.

- Look, Claude, you'll make lots of money.

- True, but you will get half.

- I just want to go back and see Tony.

- What use is a man...

...who is no longer a man? A vegetable.

- Claude, please, stop it.

I've hated this.

Go find yourself another girl.

Yes, I can. Younger. A real actress.

- For what will you settle?

- Settle? I want my half.

Then I will not sell.

All right, I'll settle for a third.

Anything. Just let me go home.

Anything? Well, perhaps

we can make some arrangement.

We'll talk about it later...

...at the apartment.

I cursed you out at first,

but then I realized you did the right thing.

It was the only thing.

- I couldn't sleep that night.

You should have taken a doll.

No. I'm really very grateful.

Nobody else gave a damn.

That's not true. There was a flood

of letters and telegrams from all over.

We saved them for you.

Thanks.

At first it was awful,

like living in a zoo.

The stuck me in this little room

with a big nurse with orthopedic shoes...

... who never left my side.

I asked for a cigarette.

- Give me a cigarette.

- Two a day during social hour.

I told her I had no intention

of socializing with kooks.

I couldn't sleep. I needed a pill.

I started screaming. I figured

they'd give me something to calm me.

They sure did.

Get off me, you...

Let go of me!

Let go!

They ordered me to take off my gown.

I told them to drop dead.

They took it off for me.

No!

Then they stuck me in this big tub

and hooked a canvas around me.

This young nurse sat there and

wrote down everything I said.

I used words that sure aren't

in medical books.

You stupid-ass nurse!

What are you looking at?

Actually, the water felt great.

It kept coming in and going out.

I wanted to lie back and relax.

But that was what they wanted.

I spotted this small hole in the canvas.

I started working at it with my toe.

I got half my foot through it,

then I yanked my knee up to my chest.

Ow! Ow! Oh, God, it hurts.

The nurse sounded the alarm.

In the afternoon

we had recreation hour.

You never saw such a bunch

of well-bred kooks.

They all acted as normal as apple pie.

I started playing checkers

with this cute little girl.

All of a sudden she gets me

in a half nelson...

... and accuses me of telling the rest

of the inmates she's a latent homosexual.

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