Sampston's talking to the costumer now. Oh, I see. Trouble again. You can't do this! It's an unheard-of procedure! I'm very sorry, Mr. Sampston, I want my money. It's preposterous! Ridiculous! -No money, no finale costumes. -It's a holdup! Oh, hello. You can't do this to Mr. Ziegfeld. Wait here a minute. -Allen! -Yes, sir. -Where's Ziegfeld? -Haven't seen him in 1 0 minutes. -See if he's in the front. -Yes, sir. No, no, I'll go. No, no, you go. -No, no, send somebody else. -Yes, sir. Joe! Tell him I must see him immediately. The show depends on it. This is going to be the death of me. This is awful. Wait here for me. You will wait? You bet I will. Yes? -Hello, Sam. How are y'all? -Mr. Rogers? You look kind of worried. What's on your mind, Sam? I was looking for Mr. Ziegfeld. Just a minute, Sam. Mr. Ziegfeld, it's very important. The costumer's-- Will, the audiences love to hear you talk. Well, shucks, Flo. I can't talk any more than I do. Gotta get the rope tricks in, don't I? I think they like to hear your wisecracks better. Perhaps they do, but what will I talk about? I ain't got anything to say that's funny. -Mr. Ziegfeld-- -Now wait a minute, Sam. Your wife tells me you keep her laughing all the time... ...just about things you read in the papers. I catch on. Betty's been putting you up to this, huh? Well, I got a sort of a habit of telling her all I know is what I read in the papers... ...and she says that's what I ought to tell the audience. Just sort of be kind of a running gag item. -She's right. -Oh, sure, Betty's always right. But she don't have to stand on the stage and catch those overripe tomatoes... -...if the gag don't work. -Mr. Ziegfeld, I must interrupt you. -The finale costumes are here. -Oh, good. -Will you do it? -I might. -They won't leave without the money. -Give them a check. -Will you do it tonight? -They want the cash. They sent the costumes for this show COD? No, sir, not this show. They want some money on the last show. Reckon you got your shows mixed up? Well, I reckon. A little. If I can help you out on anything, why, let me know. Thanks, Bill. I'm all right. Well, tell me if I can. Of course, I don't suppose it makes a lot of difference, because... ...even with the costumes on, girls in this show... ...ain't exactly overdressed. You save your wisecracks for the audience, Bill. -Hey, buddy! Hey! -Yes? Your opening night, your big chance, and you're still moving scenery? I can't help it, Mr. Ziegfeld. It gets in the blood. Besides, I don't know how I'm gonna go over tonight. I don't wanna lose a job till I'm sure of the other. When I hired you as an actor, I fired you as a stagehand. Better make good. You'll find yourself without any job. -Well, what seems to be the trouble? -No trouble, I hope, except-- Except he's holding us up! -He refuses to leave the costumes unless-- -Unless he gets some money, and he's right. Let me see them first. At once, Mr. Ziegfeld. Open up the basket. I tell you, Mr. Ziegfeld, these dresses are wonderful. The finest work I have ever done. Look, Mr. Ziegfeld, isn't it stunning? Perhaps you made a mistake. This isn't for me. Oh, yes, Mr. Ziegfeld, for the finale. Not my finale. Mr. Schutz, this is the New Amsterdam Theatre. This is the Follies. I know, Mr. Ziegfeld, and this is the costume for the finale. Well, not for my show. Why, I couldn't let my girls appear in a thing like that. That's horrible! Oh, take it away. But, Mr. Ziegfeld, they were made from the sketches of your own designer. You yourself made the changes on the sketches when you gave me the order. I never ordered that. That's terrible! Take it away, take it out of my theater! But, Mr. Ziegfeld, I worked over three weeks on these dresses. I have plenty of money invested in them. I'm sorry, but I can't help that. What do you want to do? Disgrace me? No, no, Mr. ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Иллюзия убийства на английском - текст Кин-Дза-Дза на английском - текст Вкус Сайры на английском - текст Бежим без оглядки на английском - текст Лиса и заяц на английском |