Act 2 Scene 2 Flashcards
Garry! Where are you going?
Out!
Out where?
I suppose I can go out if I want to, can’t I?
I never even knew you was up! You’re a dark horse and no mistake.
Don’t be impertinent, Fred, and go away.
Fred
Morris: Lady! What lady?
What’s he talking about! The boys off his rocker.
Really, Gary, you’re impossible. Who is in there?
I would be very much obliged if everybody would mind their own goddamn business.
For heavens sake get rid of her — I’ve got to talk to you – I’m in a bad way –
What’s the matter?
Get rid of her first, whoever she is.
How can I get rid of her, she may be in the bath.
Tell her to hurry then.
Now look here, Morris -
If you won’t — I will.
Maurice — I for bid you to go near that room.
Will you please come out — as soon as you can. Liz! It’s you!
It’s you!
Of course. Who did you think it was?
Yes. Who’d you think it was?
What on earth are you making such a fuss about Gary?
I make a fuss? I don’t know what you mean!
Why are you so completely dressed so very suddenly? You were asleep a few minutes ago!
Oh no I wasn’t. I most gravely doubt whether I shall ever be able to sleep again.
Perhaps your conscience was troubling you.
I cannot for the life of me I imagine why everybody is so absolutely beastly to me!
To be away from a lot of you.
It won’t be exactly unrelieved sadness for us.
No sarcasm, please.
For god sake stop bickering, both of you. I’m in the most awful state.
What about?
Liz knows — I told her last night.
What does Liz know? What did you tell her last night?
Liz whispers.
Maurice whispers. I don’t want a drink. If I have a drink it will make it much worse. It always does.
This is a most fascinating little conversation, but I must say I should appreciate the full flavor of it more if I had just an inkling as to what it was all about.
I haven’t slept for three nights Gary — ever since you talk to me the other morning.
Why not?
… I’ve made another fool of myself and lied to you in the bargain.
Lied to me? What do you mean?
Joanna and I love each other.
Oh!
Liz- You unutterable fool!
Morris- I’ve been terribly worried, why didn’t you tell me you were with Liz —
How did you get her out?
… How can you be so cruel — listen Joanna — I must see you — Joanna! — she’s hung up!
Serves you right.
I must see her — I must see her — what am I to do?
Control yourself and don’t be hysterical.
Morris: I am going to Liz is flat now.
Liz: No!
No. You’re not. You’re coming with me.
Coming with you? Where to?
Westminster Abby.
It’s cruel and heartless of you to try to be funny at a moment like this.
I’m not trying to be funny at all. What’s the matter with Westminster Abby. It’s historic!
(To Monica) What do you want?
Did you or did you not give an appointment to Mr. Mall this morning?
I am most emphatically did not. He terrifies the life out of me.
I want to tell you that it’s all right
What’s all right?
About what I felt about you — I’ve got the whole thing straightened out.
I am absolutely delighted and I congratulate you from the bottom of my heart, but you really must go away now.
Please go now, Mr. mall. Mr. Essendine is in the middle of a conference.
Like hell I am! — Miss Erickson! — There’s somebody at the door. I have not the remotest idea who it is but I strongly suspect that it is a silly son of a bitch who is madly in love with me!
Hugo: where is Joanna? She disappeared.
I thought you weren’t coming back until tomorrow.
Somethings happened. I have a resentment in the airplane.
I always have a present meant in an airplane, a present amount that I’m going to be sick! I think I’m going to be sick now.
To Morris: Roland mall, I don’t think we’ve met.
Back to your nest, Mr. Moore.
Very well I’ll tell her — I’ll tell her – she says she’s going out in a minute.
Oh!
Liz says to stay where you are and she’ll be around presently — what! —
What’s she say?
There’s a ladies salt burn outside.
Lady who?
Good heavens! What’s today?
Black Thursday.
Thursday – I completely forgotten — lady salt burns niece — you promised you’d give her an audition and recommend her to the Royal Academy or some thing, don’t you remember?
No, I do not. She must be sent away immediately.
We can’t send lady salt burn away, she gave us 50 pounds for the footlights fund.
How can I possibly listen to peoples nieces this morning? I’m on the verge of a nervous break down already.
Why, what happened?
Too much, Hugo! Far, far too much!
You must see her.
No… No… No
Lady salt burn. Miss Sterlington!
Thank you, Monica, you’re a great comfort to me!
Mr. Essendine, this is so charming of you.
Not at all — it’s a pleasure.
This is my niece, Daphne. I believe you knew her mother years ago, she died, you know — in Africa.
How shocking!
I’ve been longing to meet you, Mr. asinine. I have loved everything you’ve ever done.
How very nice of you.
Daphne simply won’t give me peace until I had rung up your secretary and absolutely implored her for an appointment. She’s so tremendously keen, you know —
She must be. I must introduce you to everybody. My wife. My secretary. Miss Reed —
How do you do, you were so kind on the telephone.
Mr. Dixon — Mr. Lippi at — and Mr. map— mule — mole!
Oh, this is quite a people behind the scenes
One peep is quite a
Lady salt burn: you mustn’t embarrass Mr. Essendine, Daphne
Daphne: I’m sure he understands — don’t you, Mr. Essendine?
Of course, my dear I understand perfectly, but I’m afraid I can only give you just a few minutes — you see I’m terribly busy just now making arrangements for my tour — in Africa.
I had no idea you were going to Africa, how very interesting. You really must pay a visit to my brother-in-law, he lives on the most beautiful mountain — on the top.
God — I can hardly wait.
Maurice: goodbye, Lady salt burn — goodbye
Goodbye, Mr. Moore.
Lady salt burn: we mustn’t impose on him.
Daphne: yes — I’m ready.
What are you going to do?
Mr. Essendine understands, don’t you, Mr. Essendine
Mr. Essendine understands everything. He spends his whole life understanding absolutely everything and what nobody else seems to understand is it a strain of it is driving him step by step to a suicide’s grave!
Don’t be affected, Gary.
My wife, lady salt burn, left me several years ago. Gnawing regret has embittered her.
There’s nothing worse than regret. Look at Chekov ! He knew.
We have no time at the moment to look at the Chekov, Mr. mole. What are you going to do, sing? Please don’t be nervous.
I’m not nervous, but I wish you weren’t so many miles away. I’m not going to sing — I’m just going to say a few lines —
Charming — fire away.
We meet not as we parted —
Shelley!
We feel more than all Macy; my bosom as heavy hearted and then full of doubt for me one moment has bound the free
Nothing that Shelley didn’t know.
That moment has gone forever —
Like lightning —
Like — lightning that flashed and died like a snowflake up on the river like a sun beam upon the tide —
Which the dark shadows hide —
This is splendid! Splendid! I feel reborn!
Oh, go to hell!
