Somewhere In Time Script - Dialogue Transcript

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Somewhere In Time Script





Richard say, Kudos.



Wow, that was... You found some

essential truth in that staging.



- Yeah?

- Absolutely. Clearly, it's about Vietnam.



He suffers from

suburban existential...



It's about whatever

you want it to be about.



- Richard, we loved the play.

- Thank you.



- You could understand it?

- Perfectly, well.



I'll talk to you later.



You aced it.

You aced it!



This is, uh... I'm sorry.

I don't know your name.



Pam? This is Shelley,

my girlfriend.



Hi. How are you? I'm

Richard, and I'm thirsty.



So we'll talk to you

later. Bye-bye.



Oh, boy. Look at...

Hi, Dan. How are you?



Kudos. That was a fine,

fine play. Really. Absolutely.



- I'm afraid I don't know...

- Mike Neeley. Chicago Alternative.



Hey, Shelley, I gotta go

talk to this guy, okay?



- What is happening?

- This is for you, from all of us.



Hey. Shelley! Oh, thank you.

Shelley, Look at this.



What happened here?

Did everybody sign this?



- Oh yeah, everybody signed.

- Oh, fabulous. Thank you.



- Where'd you sign this?

- Inside.



Good, I got some news.



There was an agent in the

house tonight, and he says...



...he thinks this play might be

good enough for Broadway.



Yeah. I know.



- Let's keep our fingers crossed.

- Come on. Let's all have some cake.



Penelope, great!



Okay. Now, I think this thing

that we ought to do here is...



Here you go.

Let me trade you that.



I think we shouldn't cut the mask.

We save those for later.



Come back to me.



Who was she?



- I never saw her in my life!

- What'd she give you?



- Oh, my God!

- Oh, my God!



Is this a party, or what?

Let's have some cake!



How was the play?

Did you enjoy it?



Are you all right?



- Aha!

- Aha, what?



- Aha, where ya goin'?

- I'm going on a trip.



- Where?

- I have no idea.



- What about the play?

- Well, it isn't done.



- Okay. When will it be done?

- I don't know.



Oh, my God! Richard, there are

people waiting for that play.



- Shell going with you?

- No, I don't think so.



We broke up.



The White Sox are

at home tonight...



...for a Comiskey Park

game against the Yankees.



The Cubs are just beginning

a West Coast swing...



- How long will you be with us?

- Just tonight.



Fine. If you'll

sign in here, sir.






Arthur,     please.



- Have a pleasant stay.

- Okay, thanks a lot.



Thank you.



Uh, is this your first

time here, Mister...



Collier. Yeah. For some reason, I

never got around to coming here.



- I always heard how nice it was though.

- Oh, when was that?



Oh, about eight years ago. See, I used

to be a student up at Millfield College.



Yeah. The students come here now

and then to enjoy the restaurant...



...and the rooms.



It seems to me, I remember they

had a graduation prom here...



...back in... '   was it?



Oh, really? You been

here that long?



I've been here

since     .



-     ?

- Uh-huh.



Came here with my parents

when I was five years old.



My father was a desk clerk.



I used to drive him crazy

playing ball in the lobby.



He got so mad at me sometimes,

I'm lucky I lived to be six.



Three, George.



Got yourself a

nice view here.



Oh, great.



Okay, let's see now.



- Here you go.

- Thank you, Mr. Collier.



If there's anything I can do

for you, just let me know.



My name's Arthur, and I live in

the bungalow behind the hotel.



Okay. Thanks a lot.

See ya around, Arthur.



Have we ever met before?



- Have we ever me...

- No, no. I don't think so.



No. No, I'm sure we haven't.

Have a nice stay here, Mr. Collier.



- Sir?

- Uh. yeah. When do you open?



- In about    minutes, sir.

- Forty minutes?



Yes, sir.



Arthur! Hi.



Yes, Mr. Collier?



Arthur, you know, in

the Hall of History...



...there's a photograph.

A young woman...



- There's no nameplate.

- Yes, that's Elise McKenna.



She was a famous

actress in her day.



Starred in a play in

the hotel theater.



I-I'm sorry. D-Did you say

there was a theater here?



Down by the lake.



Really? When was

this play done?



Oh...     .






Hey, Arthur!



Arthur, hi. Listen.



Could you take my luggage and put it

back in my suite? Great. Thanks a lot.



And can you tell me where

the nearest library is?



In town, right

past the church.



Great. Look out.

Thanks. Terrific!



Thanks a lot!



See you around, Arthur!









Oh, my God.



"One of the most revered

actresses on the American stage...



...for many years, she was the

theater's greatest box office draw."



"Under the guidance of her manager,

William Fawcett Robinson...



...Elise McKenna was the first American actress

to create a mystique in the public's eye."



"Never seen in public

in her later years...



...apparently, without

an offstage life...



...the absolute

quintessence of seclusion."



Excuse me. Do you have

any theater biographies...



...that aren't in the racks under

the rare books or magazines?



Well, we do have

some magazines...



...but they're in the back, and

I'd have to find them, and...



Oh. Could you do

that for me, please?



- Well, all right.

- Thanks. I'm in the back.



- Okay.

- Great!



Here you are.



Oh. Thank you,

thank you.



- Yes?

- Uh, hello, yes. M-Miss Roberts?



- Yes.

- Hi. My name's Richard Collier, and...



...I just read your book on

famous American actresses...



...and I really

enjoyed it a lot.



What is it you want?



Information about

Elise McKenna.



What sort of




Well, I'm a playwright, and I was thinking

about doing a play based on her life...



...and, of course, I'd have to talk...

- I'm sorry.



Ma'am, please!



Please, don't.



This is not for a

play, Miss Roberts.



This is something

very personal.



I don't understand.



Where did you get that?



She gave it to me, ma'am.



At the opening night

of a play that I wrote...


            Millfield College

about eight years ago.



That watch was

very precious to her.



She never... never left it

out of her possession.



It disappeared

the night she died.



She died that night?



Won't you come

in, please?



Thank you.



I have some things I've been

saving for the theater collection.



That was a costume from

one of the plays she was in.



Miss Roberts...



...what was she like?



When I knew her, she was

kind and thoughtful, but...



...she was just too much

within herself, she...



...she seemed

empty somehow.



Well, she wasn't always

that way, was she?



Oh, no. Not at all.



People who knew her

when she was young...



...said that she was quick

and bright, and full of fun.



Strong, willful. Not at all

the way she was later.



- What made her change?

- I don't know, but...



...the change seems to have

taken place about     .



After she performed in a

play, at the Grand Hotel.



That was her manager,

William Robinson.



Was he really as strange as you

seemed to indicate in the book?



There was something strange

about their relationship.



Oh, wow, look

at this. Hey...



- May I?

- Of course.



This is incredible.



This guy, Finney, he was my

philosophy teacher at Millfield.



- Really?

- Yeah.



She read that book

over and over.



She had that made.



What is it?



That's my favorite music

in the whole world.



I don't understand

what's happening.



- Doctor Finney?

- You'll have to walk with me, young man.



I have another class.

What's your name?



- Collier, sir. Richard Collier.

- Student?



Uh, yes I was.

Nine years ago.



Well, I try to make my classes

interesting, but nine years?



- What can I do for you?

- I have a question for you, sir.



- Shoot!

- Is time travel possible?



That is a question.



Let me tell you




...Richard, is it?

- Yes, sir.



I was in Venice...





I was staying in

a very old hotel.



But I mean, very old.



The structure, the

furnishings, everything.



The atmosphere was

aged, if you follow me.



And my room, I felt

as though it was...



...a century or more

earlier than     .



- You understand?

- Yes, sir.



So, in other words, then the

location is very important.



Not all important,

but essential.



The rest is here.



One afternoon, I...



...I was lying down

in that room.



All the sights around me...

a part of the past.



Even the sounds I heard...



...and I conceived a notion.



What, I asked myself...



...if l attempt to

hypnotize my mind?



Suggest to it that

it isn't     ...



...but     .



I closed my eyes...



...and fed a suggestion

into my brain.



It's August,     .



I am in the

Hotel Del Vecchio...



...and I spelled out

the details for myself...



...and did it

over and over...



...and again and

again and again...









...I'll never really

know, Richard.



I've never done it since.



And I'm not sure I'd

want to do it again.



I felt exhausted afterwards,

completely washed out.



And if it really

did happen...



...I was only there a fraction

of an instant, remember.



- A flicker.

- Yes, sir. I understand that, but...


            were there.



I thought so.



Oh, it wasn't

perfect, granted.



How would it

be otherwise?



There were objects around me that

were clearly from the present...



...and I knew

they were there.



Oh, if I were going

to try it again...



Mind you - I have

no such intention.



But if I did...



...I would disassociate myself

entirely, from the present.



Move everything out of sight, that

could possibly remind me of it.



Then, who knows?




Sorry. Hey.



- Hi.

- Hi, how do you do?



Listen, do you have any      money?

I mean, very specifically,     .



Aha! That's it.



All right...



Not too bad.



Yup, yup, yup, yup.

It's looking all right.



Ah, good evening, Miss McKenna.

You don't know me, but you will.



Evening, Miss McKenna.



You don't know me...



...but you will.






It is June        .



Oh, boy.



You are lying

on your bed...


            the Grand Hotel...



...and it is  :   p.m. in the

evening of June        .



Your mind accepts

this absolutely.



It is  :   p.m.

on June        .



Elise McKenna is in this hotel

at this very moment.



Her manager,

William Fawcett Robinson...


            in this hotel at

this very moment.



Now, this moment, here.



Elise McKenna and you...

- God, how stupid!



- That's not very bright.

...both in the Grand Hotel on this early evening...



...on June        ...



... :   p.m., on

June        .



Elise McKenna and you.

- Good-bye!



Elise McKenna,

now, in this hotel.



She and her company, who are in

this hotel at this very moment...



...even as you lie here on your bed

in the Grand Hotel on June        ...



... :   p.m., June        .



The stage is being set for their

performance tomorrow night.



Your mind...



...accepts this absolutely.



It is  :   p.m.

on June        .



You have traveled

back in time.



Soon, you will

open your eyes...



...and you will walk

into the corridor...



...and you will go downstairs

and find Elise McKenna.



She is in the hotel

at this very moment.



Damn it!



There's no question

in your mind.



- Now, now, now, now.

...It is  :   p.m. on June        .



That which you think

becomes your world.



Your mind accepts this

absolutely. It is June        .



It has to happen!



You know that now!

You know it.



It has to happen.



There is no question.



You know it.



It has to happen.









Relax... and accept.



Shut up!



- Yeah. Not bad.

- Great.



- Hey, look at these pictures.

- Oh!



I'll bet they're a hundred years

old, if they're a day, huh?



Isn't that nice?



What a place, huh?



- You like those?

- Oh, it's beautiful.



- They're yours.

- I'll bet this is all crystal.



- You suppose it is?

- Oh, yeah, it must be.



- Look at the rest of the place.

- It has to be.



Look at here. The

original picture, huh?



Yeah, but look how much

they've been... It's beautiful.






Arthur? Arthur?







Come on, wake up.



Hi. Arthur, I'm really sorry

to wake you up, but...


           're the only one

who can help me.



Listen, you know those things in

the Hall of History display cases?



Where do they

come from?



Is there a storeroom

or something?



Arthur, please. Where do

those things come from?



The... attic, Mr. Collier.



Oh, shit!



Come on.



Here we go.












I was there.

I was there.



It is  :   p.m.,

June        .



There is no question

in your mind.



It is  :   p.m...

- Of course.



Room    ... room    .



 :  ... tomorrow morning.



 :  ...  :  ...

tomorrow morning.


















I made it.



Oh, brother...



I made it!






I'm back!



- Are you ready yet?

- No.



I don't know why you

act in such a manner.



Indeed. I suspect

you do not.



And what am I to

make of that remark?



What you will, Rollo.

What you will.



Are we to have this

maddening exchange...



...each and every time I notice the

existence of a female other than yourself?



Notice her existence?



Oh! That scarcely describes your

rapt appraisal of her every inch.



"Rapt appraisal of her"...

- You just don't love me anymore.



- Oh, Maude.

- Oh, Christ.



- I want to lie down for a while.

- That's a good idea.



- Great idea!



I warn you. I've had enough

of this constant bickering.



That's what you always say to

everything: "I will not discuss it".



That's your answer

to everything.



Unless you come

to your senses...



...I shall leave

without you.



Excuse me. Did you see someone

just trying to get in here?



Yes. Some young

chap. Ran that way.



I'll be damned. I'd

better report that.



Indeed, you'd

better, sir.



I'd have reported it myself

if I'd known that there was...



Good afternoon, Miss McKenna.

You don't know me.



Good afternoon,

Miss McKenna.



Good afternoon, Miss McKenna.

I've just come    years.



May I please

speak to you?



- Yes?

- Yes, monsieur?



Is Miss McKenna here?



No. I'm afraid

she's not.



Could you tell me

where she is?



I'm sorry, I have

no idea, monsieur.



Strike one.



Oh, I beg your pardon.



Getting out?



Not inside, Arthur.



- Are you Arthur?

- Yes, sir.



Here you go.




Not inside.



Oh, I'm sorry.



I say, I shall have her!



Not in my life,

you shall not!



Whatever you desire...



...I guarantee you...




Be out of here within two

hours after the show's over?



- That's impossible, the man's insane.

- That's what he wants.



- You know Robinson.

- I wish to God I didn't.



All right. If he's that anxious to get us out

of here, let him help us tear down the set.






Sorry. Have you

seen Miss McKenna?



You have a message for her? Give

it to me, and I'll see it reaches her.



As for our precious

Mr. Robinson...



- Madam! I do not so regard her.

- Yes, you do.



And you shall

not marry her.



- And I say, I shall have her.

- Not in my life, you shall not.



Give in, Cecily.



- It's not your place to say.

- Desist!



Good people, this is a

comedy, not King Lear.



Let's not bury the

playwright before his time.



Excuse me!



I'm terribly sorry

to bother you.



I wonder if you know where

Miss McKenna might be.



Very well, very well.

Let us take it again.



From the beginning.



"Ay early, stipend, shall we

say, paid for by the month."



"Whatever you desire."






Take it again, Madeline.



"Why not put her on the scale

and sell her by the pound."



May I speak to you, please,

Miss McKenna? May I...



May I please speak to...



Miss McKenna...

No, no.



Elise. may I...



Whoo, boy.



Miss McKenna... Good

afternoon, Miss McKenna.



- I'm...

- Flustered, my sweet?



Qu'est que c'est?



Never seen an actress

en "dishabille" before?



I'm... I'm looking for

Miss McKenna, please.



- Most likely walking by the lake, my dear.

- Thank you.



- Watch it, sonny.

- Excuse me.



Is it you?



Is it?






- Are you all right?

- Yes, yes. Quite all right.



- I'm sorry if I startled you.

- You didn't.



- I think I did.

- I'll take you in to dinner now.



May I speak

to you, please?



Anything the matter?



Who was that

young man?



I've no idea.



- He gave no name?

- There was hardly time.



- You were conversing, McKenna.

- No.



Well, not really.



No, no need to look

back. He's following us.



Keep on walking.

I'll be right along.



- Are you a guest here, sir?

- You're Robinson.



Are you a guest

of the hotel?




Yes, I am.



Then I must ask you to stop

annoying Miss McKenna any further.



If you do not, I shall see

that you're put out.



What did you

say to him?



Oh, what I've always

said to men of his sort.



That gown of

yours in act two.



I'm not crazy about

it, you know.



It'll have to be redone.



I shall discuss it

with Marie later.



Good evening. Reservations

for four under Woods.



Woods... yes. Monsieur, what

time was the reservation for?



Monsieur, may I

help you, please?



I'm dining with

Miss McKenna. Thank you.



- Good evening.

- How are you, sir?



I told you, we should have

gone to "Poughpeepskie".



- Poughkeepsie.

- "Poughpeepskie".



And I just won't

discuss it any further.



It isn't the lines at all.

If only these actors would...



Isn't he the nincompoop who thought

he could do Hamlet last season?



- Oh, mon cheri, we meet again!

- Yes, hello.



I so admire a man not hidebound

by the dictates of fashion.



- Ma'am?

- That suit!



I haven't seen one

like it for a decade.



- A decade?

- Yes.



Oh, still looking

for Miss McKenna?



- Yes. In fact...

- Over there!



- Thank you.

- A bien tot.



What do you think

you're doing?



Dancing with you.



But we don't even

know each other.



- I know everything about you.

- Yes, I'm sure you do.



What do you mean?



- If you will excuse me...

- No, no, you don't understand.



- I think I do.

- No, no, please, don't leave.



You have no idea how far

I've come to be with you.



There's no need

to be afraid of me.



The man's an intruder.



Will you kindly see to it that he

is escorted from the premises?



If you will, sir.



One moment.



I shall go with him.






Are you sure you

want to do this?



Don't worry, William.

I shall return momentarily.



Thank you so much.

I was so embarrassed...



- Your name, please?

- Richard Collier.



- Your place of residence?

- Chicago.



- Your occupation?

- I'm a playwright.



A playwright...



Yes, but I'm not

here because...



- And you say that you know

everything about me.

- Well, yes...



Which is patently absurd. You couldn't

possibly know everything about me.



We've never met. You're

a complete stranger to me.



But then...



...why did you say,

"Is it you"?



I don't have

to answer that.



I know you don't.



I wish you would, though.



What is the matter

with him?



He's just looking out for

me as he has always done.



Why is that?

Do I look dangerous?



Wait, wait.



When can I

see you again?



I don't know.



Guardez la ligne, Marie.



And have it ready by

tomorrow morning.



I'll do my best.



Smiling, McKenna?



Seems appropriate.



Rather handsome young

man. If ill-mannered.



- I'll keep an eye on him.

- I'm sure you will.



Is he the one, William?



Is he?



Only you can

tell for certain.






...tomorrow night's




Remember. Stay

ahead of them.



Keep the mystery.

Always the mystery.



- "Excess within control".

- "Excess within control".



Sleep well, McKenna.



All right.



Who is it?



Richard Collier.



Good morning.



You sleep all right?



- Wonderfully.

- Oh, I'm sorry.



I didn't sleep

too well either.



But I was on a

porch chair, so...



Don't you even

have a room?



Yes, I will, at

 :  . Room    .



I mean... would you like

to go to breakfast?



At  :   a.m.?



Oh, well. Later?



I don't eat breakfast

on performance days.



Oh, no. Of course not.



- Lunch?

- Mr. Collier!



No, no, no. It's

not Mr. Collier.



- Isn't that your name?

- Weel, yes, that's my name, but...



- Shh! Shh!

- What?



Marie. She's sleeping

in the other room.



- Marie?

- My maid.



I'm sorry.



Well... of course my

name is Mr. Collier...



...but I was hoping you'd call

me by my first name. Richard.



- Why should I?

- I don't know.



Just hoped you would.



When can I

see you today?



I shall be

rehearsing all day.



- All day? That's crazy! You can't...

- Shh! Don't wake her up.



Will you walk with me?

Can you do that much?



I can't.



Young woman, if you do not

walk with me, I shall go mad!



Positively insane, and do

crazed things to myself.



Walk with me. Please.



Say, "Richard" - that's me -

"Thank you".



"I would love to walk with you, and

talk with you, and get to know you, and...



...not be afraid of you

and resolve everything."



Say "Yes".






One o'clock.



Outside the hotel.



She's crazy about me.



Can I persuade

you to join me?



Where are you

from, Collier?



Chicago. Where

are you from, sir?



I'm given to understand

that... you're a playwright.



You understand correctly.



No doubt you dream of

seeing Miss McKenna...


            one of your "opera".



That's plural for opus. I presume

you've written more than one?



And seen them produced.



- Really?

- Mm-hmm.



I'm not entirely unacquainted

with the achievements...



...of the American stage

in the past decade.



- Perhaps I've seen one?

- No. I doubt it.



I also doubt

very much...



...that I shall ever see one

graced by Miss McKenna.



You don't really believe

that's why I'm here, do you?



Why are you here?



Is it money?



I don't think you really

believe that either.



There is a law, Collier.



I warn you. I will not

hesitate to make avail of it.



Oh, yes?

On what charge?



- The matter's concluded, sir.

- No.



Oh, yes. You may

depend on it.



- Good morning, sir.

- Good morning.



Excuse me.




Forgive me again, sir.



I'm very sorry, sir.



Ah, that's

quite all right.



I'd like a room, please.



Oh... don't

you have one?



Well, I was rather ill when I arrived

last night, so I stayed with a friend.



Ah, I see.



You do have a room, sir?



Oh... yes, yes.



Thank you.



One single,

$ .   a day.



Bathroom privileges extra.



Would you care to sign

the register now, sir?



Excuse me.



I-I'm sorry. Are you sure

this is the right room?



The right room, sir?

I-I don't understand.



Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Biehl.

That room is reserved.



Forgot to put a

notice in the slot.



I'm very sorry.






- Shall I sign?

- Would you, please?



Excuse me.



Let me just

finish that for you.



Grand Hotel.



 :  .



Thank you, sir.



- Bingo!

- I beg your pardon?



Oh... nothing.



Which room is

your luggage in, sir?



It's no problem. I can

get it later myself.



Thank you very much.



See you around, Arthur.



- Morning.

- Morning.






- Hello.

- Hello!



- You look lovely.

- Thank you.



- Shall we?

- Certainly.



Sorry I'm late.




- What did you do to your face?

- Shaved.



New blade wasn't

quite sharp enough.



I shudder to think what you'd look

like if the blade were any sharper.



Oh, no. I don't

believe it.



Gotta give him credit.

He's like a bulldog.



Would you like me

to speak to him?



Wouldn't do

a bit of good.



I think I know

what would, though.



Whoa! Wait for me!



Mr. Collier...


            isn't easy being

a successful actress.



Over the years, I...



...I found it necessary

to protect myself.



So understand,

please understand...



...that I'm even with

you today, when...



...when we only

met last night.



Why did you say...

"Is it you?"



I was expecting...












Tell me.



- I think you'll laugh.

- Why? Is it funny?



In a way.



William told me

you were coming.



- Robinson?

- Yes.



He knows, somehow.



He really does.



He knew a lot of things

before they happened.



My career, my...



He told me that...


            day I would

meet a man who'd...



...change my life.



Did he tell you that man would

be someone to be afraid of?









...what do you think

now? Do you...


            you believe that?






You're obviously not.



That's beautiful!



What is it?



That's Rachmaninoff,

from the Rhapsody.



I saw him with the

philharmonic once.



I love his music, but I've

never heard this piece.






Well, I'll introduce

you to it sometime.



Sorry we had the carriage

so long. Thank you!



See that guy's face?



They're gonna hang

us for horse-napping.



Stick out your tongue.



- Huh?

- Stick out your tongue!






Oh, no.



The most peculiar moment

in my life, Mr. Collier.



I think you'll survive it,

Miss McKenna.



What time

is it now?



 :  .



- I must be getting back.

- You have to?



- Can't you stay a little longer?

- No, I have to rest a while.



- The play!

- The play.



It's lovely.



Where did you get it?



It was given to me.



Well, shall we?






...when's the

company leave?






Where are you going?






Well, thank you for a

most pleasant afternoon.



Could we talk

just a little longer?



- I really should rest a while, I...

- Please.



Very well, then. Just

for a moment or so.



What did you want

to talk about?






Oh, my God.



What's happening?









Come in.



I think you'd better go.



Have you been waiting

all this time for our return?



- This is hardly the time for discussion...

- Have you?



Yes! Does that

surprise you?



Our relationship is

strictly business.



Strictly business?



I'm involved with you as

an actress, Mr. Robinson.



Not a doormat. Do not attempt

to wipe your boots on me.






I shall leave a ticket for

you at the theater door.



"Excess within

control", McKenna?



Au revoir.



- Good evening, miss.

- Not good at all.



Particularly bad.



- I'll not go downstairs again.

- Oh, what is it, miss?



I've just been dining...



...with the man my father

is determined that I wed.



- Oh, banker Harwell.

- Banker Harwell, yes.



All    years...



...and five-foot-four of height and

several hundred pounds of him!



He does have

money though, miss.



And never lets

a soul forget it.



I'm amazed he has the

least desire to marry.



He's so happily

wedded to his gold.



Perhaps he won't

be that bad, miss.



There must be something

you like about 'im.



Yes! His absence.



The man of my dreams

has almost faded now.



And what man

is that, miss?



The one I have

created in my mind...



The sort of man...



...each woman dreams

of in the deepest...



...and most secret

reaches of her heart.



I can almost see

him now before me.



What would I

say to him...



...if he were really here?



"Forgive me".



I've never known

this feeling.



I've lived without

it all my life.



Is it any wonder then I

failed to recognize you?






...brought it to me

for the first time.



Is there any way that...



...that I can tell you how

my life has changed?



Any way at all to

let you know what...



...sweetness you

have given me?



There is so much

to say, I...



...I cannot find

the words.



Except for these:



I love you.



And such would

I say to him...



...if he were really here.



In God's name,

what are you doing?



- Nothing.

- Nothing?



Rewriting the

entire first scene?



- I got it back on course.

- Elise, can you hold a moment?



We've just got to

take that photograph.



Very well. Just a moment,

I have to change.






And a little flourish.



Yes, yes. Yes, very

pretty! Very pretty.



Just one moment.

Here we go.



I'm just going to

focus on that lovely...



Oh, yes, yes, yes! I'm just

going to put in the plate.



One moment.

There we go.



A little smile, please.



Not-not quite. Perhaps if you

think of something happy or bright.



Yes, that's it.

That's it. Hold it.



- Perfect!

- Absolutely perfect.



And I say, I

shall have her!



Not in my, life,

you shall not.



Mr. Collier?



I am the one

who loves her!



For you.



Neither do you!



I can provide her with

life's enrichments...



...rather than

the riches of life.



Are you sure of

what your saying?



I think an old

song says it best.



Do you have any notion

how many years...



...I have been

with Miss McKenna?



Since March of     .



March,     .



That's correct.



She was   

at the time.



There she was...



...on that dingy stage...


            that pathetic play.



Total radiance.



It only took seconds

for me to realize...



...exactly what

she had to be.



Mrs. Robinson?



Do you actually believe...



...that I have

nurtured her...



...cared for her,

molded, taught...



...developed her

for all these years...



...merely to groom a wife?



What, then?



A star.



Only someone with...



...the limited awareness

of your age...



...could possibly conceive that my

entire passion for this woman...


            no more

than physical!



Are you incapable of

understanding that she...



...has it within herself

to be one of the greatest...



...if not the greatest...



...actress of

her generation?



I owe you an apology.






I understand you now.



You have nothing but the

best motives in mind for her.



- And you...

- But so do I.



Of course, she'll

continue to act...



...she will continue

to grow...



...and she will become

everything you want her to be.



- With you at her side?

- Yes.



With me at her side.






My God.



You really think you

own her, don't you?






I know who you are.



Ever since

you came here.



I've known

from the start.



You came to

destroy her.



God, you're out

of your mind.



- No more.

- No more?



- One curtain call?

- The audience will be furious!!



- Marie, did you find him?

- No, Miss McKenna.



- Did you try his room?

- He wasn't there!



- What did they say at the desk?

- They have not seen him.



- He left no message?

- No, I'm sorry.



This makes no

sense at all.



What could have

happened to him?






Marie, help me

change, quickly.



Wait, Marie.



Thank you, Marie.



Your performance

in act one, I...



...I must say...



...was somewhat eccentric.



Where is he? What

have you done to him?



I've done

nothing, McKenna.



Mr. Collier has left.



- That's all.

- What do you mean?






...from the hotel...



...and your life.



I don't believe you.



I must admit.



He was somewhat

more charming than...



...others that we've

encountered in the past...


            and I.



A trifle more sincere,

perhaps. Still...



Then he was not the

one you spoke of?






Then you were wrong

about him, weren 't you?



You were wrong.



I love him...



...and he's going

to make me very happy.



Do you understand?



I love him.



What difference... can that

make now? He's gone!



I'll find him, William.



Don't you dare

try to stop me.



Now, if you will excuse

me while I change.



Of course.



May I remind you...



...that we leave

within the hour?



Thank you.















Are you all right?



- The company... are they gone?

- Company?



The ones who did the play last night.

Where are they? Are they gone?



They left as soon as

they were packed, sir.



Oh, come along, Arthur.

We'll be late.






- You all right?

- Yes.



- I thought I lost you.

- Oh, never.



Never, never, never!



You will marry

me, won't you?



- Sorry.

- You won't?






I was just laughing at the

way you asked, that's all.



- For one moment there...

- What?



I thought you had a wife and

children back home somewhere.



Oh, Elise...



I want to be

everything to you.



You are!



You are!



Tell me more about

yourself, my love.



- Well...

- What sort of plays do you write?



Are there

parts for me?



- I could...

- I would love to act in one of your plays.



Assuming that I ever want

to act again after tonight.



- You will.

- Oh, Richard.



Good plays.



- What?

- I write good plays.



I never let you

answer, did I?



- No.

- Sorry.



What time do

you think it is?



I don't know.

I don't care.



- Oh, don't look...

- Fine.



- It's  :  .

- Really?



I don't feel sleepy

somehow, do you?






The first thing I

intend to do for you...



You've already done.



- Well, the second thing, then.

- What?



Buy you a new suit.



I don't understand.

Nobody seems to like my suit.



- Can you blame them?

- Wait a minute.



I think my

suit's terrific.



What's wrong with this? So

what if it's ten years old?



- Oh, at least   .

- Fifteen?



Well, I think

it's fabulous.



Let me show you.



It's a really great suit,

it's in first-class condition.



The sleeves fit.



That's pretty good for me. My

arms are about nine feet long.



And... it's got pockets everywhere.

I can pull rabbits outta here.



Oh, and this is the best part. This is a

special coin compartment for emerg...












Richard! Richard!









How's traffic?



The road conditions are

pretty good today...



At the inbound Kennedy, at Jackson,

there's a three-car accident with injuries...



...right at the center

of the roadway.



Traffic is backed up

from Ohio to Jackson...



No. No, no.









June        .



It's June        .

It's J-- Oh. God, please...



June   . I'm back.



I'm back. Oh, God...



June        .






Mr. Collier?



Are you sure

he's in there?



Well, the maid says he's

been in there for days.



Are you all right, sir?



Use the passkey.



Mr. Collier?



Oh, my God!



- Let's get him on the bed.

- All right, easy.



- Careful, careful!

- I got him.



- Better take his legs.

- All right.



All right, over here.









Operator? Get Dr. Paul up

to Suite     right away.



Looks like he hasn't

eaten in a week.



- You'll better send for an ambulance.

- I'll call one right now.



What a shame.

If I'd only known...



Operator? Get

an ambulance.



- He is gonna make it, isn't he?

- I don't know.



- They're on their way.

- How is he?



We're gonna

need oxygen.



We've got some downstairs.

I'll get it right now.



Keep him warm

with this blanket.



Such a fine man.



What a shame.



I wonder what happened.



Gotta keep him goin'

until they get here.



Glady's, this is Arthur again,

in Mr. Collier's suite.



We've got to...


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