Thứ Hai, 1 tháng 10, 2018

Waching daily Oct 1 2018

La pareja más célebre de la televisión tiene en Nagore una buena portavoz.

Y se ha desnudado en Viva la Vida para contarlo casi todo sin tapujos. Nagore Robles y Sandra Barneda han roto muchos tabúes.

Seguramente no hay en España otra pareja de mujeres homosexuales tan expuesta, tan valiente y visible, y tan positivas para una causa felizmente normalizada.

Y Nagore se ha dejado desnudar en Viva la Vida para hablar de todo ello, con algunas revelaciones sorprendentes que confirman que ahí hay amor del serio y perdurable.

Nagore Robles ha hablado del inicio de su relación con Sandra Barneda en Telecinco, con Toñi Moreno,

para proclamar sus sentimiento sin tapujos: "Nunca he tenido tantas ganas de ir a trabajar, ya fuera domingo, martes, miércoles... Al principio estábamos las dos atemorizadas".

Eso sí, una vez formalizada la relación también ha confirmado que no es fácil trabajar con tu casi jefa,

exigente como pocos en el plató, de echar horas y horas con un perfeccionismo bien conocido en el gremio.

Sandra es inagotable, de la estirpe de Jorge Javier Vázquez o Jordi González, animales televisivos capaces de meterse entre pecho y espaldas largos maratones interminables,

un día sí y otro también.

Pero el verdadero pelotazo de la entrevista ha venido cuando ha hecho una intimísima confesión sobre su posible maternidad: "Se me caen las babas con los niños, pero de los demás.

No lo ha descartado, que suele ser el primer paso para pensarlo muy en serio. Es tal responsabilidad que hay que pensarlo mucho".

For more infomation >> Nagore "babea" con Sandra Barneda y ya no se asusta de tener hijos - Duration: 2:21.

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Confiance et Expertise au service de la performance énergétique d'Egger - Duration: 3:12.

For more infomation >> Confiance et Expertise au service de la performance énergétique d'Egger - Duration: 3:12.

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Pablo Iglesias califica de 'Tele-Sicario' a Eduardo Inda y Ana Pastor ni se inmuta - Duration: 4:43.

For more infomation >> Pablo Iglesias califica de 'Tele-Sicario' a Eduardo Inda y Ana Pastor ni se inmuta - Duration: 4:43.

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La reflexión de Pedro Ruminot tras rechazar millonario spot donde se reían de él por ser moreno - Duration: 5:36.

For more infomation >> La reflexión de Pedro Ruminot tras rechazar millonario spot donde se reían de él por ser moreno - Duration: 5:36.

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new fish largemouth bass chesapeak anzol de pesca fishing hook - Duration: 2:35.

For more infomation >> new fish largemouth bass chesapeak anzol de pesca fishing hook - Duration: 2:35.

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Glenn Gould : qui se cachait vraiment derrière le pianiste canadien ? - Aliette de Laleu - Duration: 4:13.

For more infomation >> Glenn Gould : qui se cachait vraiment derrière le pianiste canadien ? - Aliette de Laleu - Duration: 4:13.

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De-Lovely - Movie - Duration: 2:05:09.

(PIANO PLAYING)

GABE: Hello, Cole.

I let myself in.

We're not late, are we? I hate to be late.

No, no, we're fine.

That sounded lovely.

I hate funeral music.

Though, under the circumstances,

I suppose I should say my prayers.

Why start now?

Exactly.

If I believed in God, he would be a song-and-dance man.

He would have to carry a tune.

Preferably one of mine.

Do you think he would like this?

(PIANO PLAYING)

♪ In the still of the night

♪ As I gaze from my window

♪ At the moon in its flight

♪ My thoughts all stray to you ♪

GABE: You wrote that about Linda, of course.

Did I?

Songs don't have to be about someone, you know.

We should start.

I thought we had.

Cole, you have to play us into it.

It's your life. Your music will be our guide.

Swell.

♪ In the still of the night

♪ As I gaze from my window

Oh, my God, that's me! I'm so young.

You satisfied?

♪ At the moon in its flight

He's very good.

Not much of a singer.

You never were.

♪ In the still of the night

The words, I can't hear the words.

♪ While the world is in slumber ♪

(BLOWS WHISTLE)

What's the matter, can't he take direction?

Cole, talk to me, I'll pass your thoughts along.

He can't hear you.

In a musical, everyone works for the composer.

Yes, well, times have changed. May I borrow this?

(BLOWS WHISTLE)

♪ Times have changed ♪

Never open with a ballad.

This isn't one of those avant-garde things, is it?

It's got to be entertaining, it's a musical.

And a love story, of course.

A little unconventional, but honest.

You're playing with my life.

It's my show.

(YOUNG COLE CONTINUES) ♪ Stead of landing on Plymouth rock

♪ Plymouth rock

♪ Would land on them

CHORUS: ♪ In olden days

GABE: It's your life, Cole.

♪ Was looked on something shocking

Oh, my God.

It's an opening number, of course.

♪ Anything goes

It's the Berlins.

Irving, Ellin.

Irving gave me my start. This is my whole life.

There's Monty Woolley from Yale.

Look at Monty.

That costume is all wrong. He never wore that.

That's all wrong. Change it.

♪ And black's white today and day's night today

ELDERLY COLE: L. B. Mayer and the gang from MGM.

Oh, the Hollywood years.

♪ When folks who still can ride in jitneys

♪ Found out that Vanderbilts and Whitneys lack baby clothes

♪ Anything goes

Boris and Jack.

GABE: Bill, Bill Wrather.

Gerald, Sara, Honoria, where are the boys?

Boys. Boys.

♪ Anything goes

KID: Hi, Mom.

♪ And every night, the set that's smart

♪ Is intruding on nudist parties in studios

♪ Anything goes

ELDERLY COLE: Fantastic.

♪ So though I'm not a great romancer

♪ I know that you're bound to answer when I propose

♪ Anything goes

LINDA: ♪ If saying your prayers you like

♪ If green pears you like

♪ If old chairs you like, if backstairs you like, if love affairs you like ♪

Stop, stop, stop, this is wrong for Linda.

She should sing a different part, stop.

Is it me?

Oh, no, dear.

It's backstairs and love affairs.

It's too early for complications.

Now, we're gonna get ready for Paris.

If you're not in Paris, I'll see you later.

Come on, move along.

You're doing beautifully. But then, you always do.

Remember, it's your story, too. It's a love story.

That's why I'm frightened.

Don't be.

Have you ever seen a musical without a happy ending?

All right, then.

So, we've just heard Anything Goes

as if it's Cole's declaration of independence.

Independence from whom?

Never mind.

Don't argue with the director, love.

Leave that to me. He's very strict.

She can't hear you.

I know.

Now, you're seeing Cole for the first time.

You start to move towards him

because there's a spirit in his eye.

Go ahead.

Move slowly.

You'll be fine.

♪ Weren't we fools to lose each other?

♪ Weren't we fools to say goodbye?

God, she was beautiful.

She could stop your heart.

No, start it.

♪ You chose another

♪ So did I

♪ If we'd realized our love was worth defending

♪ Then the story's broken threads we might be mending ♪

They're so good,

it's a shame more people aren't paying attention.

Cole can take care of that.

Which one is Cole Porter?

The one who's standing, who's being

so serious about being playful,

that's my husband Gerald.

And the one who's playing at not being serious at all,

that's Cole Porter.

Hmm.

Has somebody died?

I think it was us, Cole.

Linda Lee.

Sara Murphy.

We met at Lady Mendel's.

Yes, indeed.

Is that Linda Lee Thomas with Sara?

I really couldn't say.

No, it is, and just as they described her,

the most beautiful divorcee in Paris.

My God, she's ravishing.

Is this gonna be another Porter fascination?

An obsession without preliminaries?

Obsessions don't have preliminaries.

Will you join me?

I'm a married man.

No, come on. Grab a chair.

Let's really light a fire under these deadbeats.

(PLAYING RAPIDLY)

You begin.

♪ I have heard, among this clan

♪ You are called "The forgotten man"

♪ Well, did you ever?

♪ Ha, what a swell party this is

♪ Have you heard that Mimsie Starr

♪ Just got pinched in the Astor Bar?

♪ Well, did you ever?

BOTH: ♪ What a swell party this is

Take over.

You won't pinch her in the ass, are you?

I might.

♪ Reggie's rather scatterbrained

♪ He dove in when the pool was drained

♪ Well, did you ever?

♪ What a swell party this is

♪ It's great, it's grand

♪ It's wonderland

♪ It's tops, it's first

♪ It's DuPont, it's Hearst

♪ What clothes, quel chic

♪ What pearls, they're the peak

♪ What glamour, what cheer

♪ This will simply slay you, dear

♪ Have you heard the coast of Maine just got hit by a hurricane?

ALL: ♪ Well, did you ever?

♪ What a swell party this is

♪ Have you heard that poor dear Blanche

♪ Got run down by an avalanche?

ALL: ♪ Well, did you ever? What a swell party this is

♪ What daiquiris

♪ What sherry, please

♪ What burgundy

♪ What great pommery

♪ What brandy, wow

♪ What whiskey, here's how

♪ What gin and what beer

♪ Will you sober up, my dear?

(ALL LAUGHING)

♪ Have you heard, Professor Munch

♪ Ate his wife and divorced his lunch?

ALL: ♪ Well, did you ever? What a swell party this is

♪ Have you heard, it's in the stars

♪ Next July, we collide with Mars?

ALL: ♪ Well, did you ever? What a swell party

♪ A swell party, a swellegant, elegant party

♪ This is! ♪

(ALL CHEERING)

God, we're a hit!

Now we have a party.

(PEOPLE EXCLAIMING)

Shall we?

Yes, let's.

Oh!

Oh, my God!

Grace personified.

Does that... Does that mean, did I sweep you off your feet?

Because I hadn't intended to do that for quite a while.

You really are rather smooth, aren't you, Mr. Porter?

Never till now, Mrs. Thomas.

Your song was absolutely delirious.

Well, thank you. I'm never sure if they get the joke.

Especially when it's on them.

Learn to trust your audience.

Oh, I trust it, I just wish I could expand it.

ELDERLY COLE: He seems a bit calculating, don't you think?

GABE: Well, weren't you?

Not entirely.

I said I was ambitious, but I was anything but an opportunist.

After all, I spent 10 years in Paris

just having fun.

So what are we talking here, a love affair?

A business proposition

or a social arrangement?

There was nothing arranged

or negotiated about our relationship.

It was...

Our own.

(LINDA CHUCKLING)

What about these gloves? Is it really true

that you only wear them once and then you discard them?

Yes.

To where do you discard them when you're finished?

I send them to a cousin in Louisville.

Not this one, all right? Let me keep this.

Well, well.

Look at that hand. You should never cover your hands,

they're beautiful.

They're ungainly.

No, they're strong.

No one's ever thought of me as strong before.

Oh, I think of you as strong and down to earth

and solid. I think of you in many ways.

You're sweet.

Isn't that Diaghilev and his boy from the Ballets Russes?

That's his premier danseur.

Would you like to meet them?

Don't know, would I?

Perhaps another time. Bonjour.

DIAGHILEV: He is an acquaintance from yesterday.

An unmanned piano. Come on.

♪ I know you hate to hear

♪ That I adore you, dear

Not you, dear.

♪ But grant me, just the same

♪ I'm not entirely to blame

♪ For

♪ You'd be

♪ So easy to love

ELDERLY COLE: Christ, that cue is as loud as my whistle.

And it's too early for another song.

If you can say it better than you write it, fine. Otherwise, Cole sings.

Oh, all right.

♪ The yearning for

♪ So swell to keep every home fire

Thank you.

♪ Burning for

♪ We'd be so grand at the game

♪ So carefree together

♪ That it does seem a shame

♪ If you can't see

♪ Your future with me

♪ 'Cause you'd be

♪ Oh, so easy to love

(LAUGHING) Oh, dear Cole.

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

You have so much nerve, Mr. Porter.

God, I'd be frightened.

I'm just showing off.

There are much worse things to be afraid of.

You have a dazzling gift and a life to go with it.

What could you possibly be afraid of?

Myself.

I'm not afraid of that.

I hope you never will be.

Even when you really get to know me.

COLE: ♪ We'd be so grand

♪ At the game

♪ So carefree together

♪ That it does seem a shame

♪ If you

♪ Can't see

♪ Your future with me

♪ 'Cause you'd be

♪ Oh, so easy

♪ To love ♪

(PEOPLE APPLAUDING)

(NEIGHS)

I thought you would be tired of your apartment.

GABE: You're gonna have to help me out here.

I mean, if this is really you.

Why?

This is how it was. This is how I was.

I wanted every kind of love that was available.

I could never find them in the same person.

Or the same sex.

You know, I've never had the urge to be completely honest

with anyone until you.

It's quite disturbing.

Especially since I haven't been totally honest.

(LAUGHS)

You knew so much about me when we met, Cole,

don't you think I'd heard a thing or two about you?

Then you know about...

Well, that I can be...

(SIGHS)

That I have other interests.

Interests, the pursuit of which

some people might find cruel to you.

You mean men?

Yes, men.

Let's just say you like them more than I do.

Nothing is cruel that fulfills your promise.

Oh, God.

I've been promising all my life.

I've got a notebook full of promise. Trunks full.

I want to be more than promising to you.

We could fulfill your promise together.

We could be singular as a couple.

Would you stay for dinner?

It will be just us.

I'd like that.

GABE: So, did you love her then?

ELDERLY COLE: Then? I don't know.

I thought I might discover what love was.

The physical side was always...

Well, we could take it or leave it.

It was pleasant enough.

But the intimacy was stunning.

Good morning.

What's that?

Um, it's, uh, an idea for a song.

(HUMMING)

This part, right here, I think would go nicely with

"I love you."

What do you think?

I think that would be beautiful.

I do, you know.

(SIGHING)

You don't have to love me the way that I love you, Cole.

Just love me.

It's so easy.

Mmm.

(PIANO PLAYING)

♪ This verse you've started seems to me

♪ The tin pan-tithesis of melody

♪ So to spare you all the pain

(EXCLAIMS)

Monty.

I almost didn't recognize you under all that hair.

We've all matured since school, Coley.

At Yale, the only grooms that interested you were in the stables.

Monty, behave yourself.

This is the happiest day of my life.

♪ The night is young, the skies are clear

♪ So if you wanna go walking, dear

LINDA: Along with the bluebird, the dogwood is

the great harbinger of the Kentucky spring.

Oh, they're beautiful.

Thank you.

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

I'm ready.

Ma'am.

Where is he?

You might prefer privacy.

I would not.

To holy matrimony, then.

And whatever further perforations you may put in it.

Excuse me.

What?

♪ Let yourself go ♪

Sorry, Monty.

CODY: It's good to see you again, Mrs. Thomas.

It's Mrs. Porter.

Not yet.

Now don't blame poor Cody,

he was only doing what I told him.

My name never suited? Thomas not proper enough?

It's another name for "shame."

Oh, so now you're all snug and proper, are you?

Marrying this fawn?

Why are you here, Edward?

Well, there's a certain section of the bar here.

The left side, I think, significantly enough,

where your groom and his gentleman friends

like to call on each other.

I assumed, for symbolic purposes at least,

that the wedding would be held there. I had to assume, you see,

since my invitation never arrived.

I would invite you to hell.

No need.

Already there. Too bad you never cared for it.

In spite of caring for you once...

Oh, my fault, then. You offered care, I needed passion.

What does the fawn need?

Can you supply him?

Surely not with everything.

And what can he give you?

Pride.

Don't turn your back on me, Mrs. Thomas.

That's so funny.

From what I remember, it was the position you most favored.

Are you all right?

I'm fine.

EDWARD: Wait.

Mr. Thomas, you have the most peculiar sense of timing.

You think you can make her happy

just because you won't violate her delicacy?

Because you don't need her as a woman?

Ah, um...

I think maybe we define "woman" differently.

I don't define it as "punching bag," for instance.

Cole's not like you.

He creates, you destroy.

And as you can see, you're a failure even at that.

Let's get married.

♪ See the crowd in that church

♪ See the proud parson plopped on his perch

♪ Get the sweet beat of that organ

♪ Sealing our doom

♪ Here goes the groom, boom!

♪ How they cheer and how they smile

♪ As we go galloping down the aisle

♪ It's divine, dear, it's diveen, dear

♪ It's de-wunderbar, it's de-victory

♪ It's de-vallop, it's de-vinner it's de-voiks

Mrs. Murphy?

Absolutely.

♪ The knot is tied and so we take

♪ A few hours off to eat wedding cake

♪ It's delightful, it's delicious

♪ It's de-lovely

♪ It feels so fine

Thank you, dearest.

For what?

For all of this, for our future.

For being with me just now with Edward.

That was nothing. That was pest control, that's all.

♪ To the pop of champagne

♪ Off we hop in our plush little plane

♪ Till a bright light through the darkness

They seem so happy.

Let's hope he doesn't misbehave.

♪ Our day's complete and what a beautiful bridal suite

♪ It's dreamy, it's drowsy

♪ It's de-reverie, it's de-rhapsody

♪ It's de-regal, it's de-royal

♪ It's de-ritz, it's de-lovely

♪ We settle down

♪ As man and wife

♪ To solve the riddle called married life

♪ It's delightful

♪ It's delicious ♪

Now you love her, yes?

I said the words.

I meant them.

I wanted to mean them.

God knows I wrote them often enough.

And even more after we were married.

Maybe that says something.

They did always sound better with music under them.

God, she was beautiful.

Ah, Venice.

We had such parties.

We had a floating dance floor on the grand canal.

You know that Robert Browning once lived in that palazzo?

He got a lot more written than I did,

but he didn't have half the fun.

LINDA: There they are. Hello, Berlins.

Welcome to Palazzo Rezzonico.

I got so out of hand that finally

Linda had to bring in reinforcements.

And being Linda, she brought the best.

She single-handedly orchestrated my reformation.

I have to say, the music is not bad, either.

Is that Cole?

Yes, it is.

♪ This funny thing

♪ Called love

♪ Just who can solve its mystery? ♪

Cole?

You're Irving Berlin.

IRVING: Am I interrupting?

No, no, I mean, yes. But it's an honor to be interrupted

by America's greatest songwriter.

What a pleasure.

Well, the most publicized, that's for sure.

And rightfully so.

You know, Linda has told me and Ellin so much about you,

she's left out the most important stuff.

What would that be?

Your songs.

I heard about them,

but I've never actually heard one played before.

You were listening to that, huh? That's a bit daunting.

I think I need a drink. Can I offer you something?

No, it's ok.

I'm gonna let you get back to your work.

I'd love to hear the tune when it's done.

Cole, it's a real pleasure. A real, real pleasure.

Pleasure's mine, welcome to Venice.

Thank you very much.

We'll have some fun later.

IRVING: Oh, I look forward to that, Cole.

(PLAYING PIANO)

♪ I was a humdrum person

♪ Leading a life apart

♪ When love flew in through my window wide

♪ And quickened my humdrum heart

♪ Love flew in through my window

♪ I was so happy then

♪ But after love

♪ Had stayed a little while

♪ Love flew out again

♪ What is this thing called love?

♪ This funny thing

♪ Called love?

♪ Just who can solve its mystery?

♪ Why should it make

♪ A fool of me?

MALE PERFORMER: ♪ I saw you there

♪ One wonderful day

♪ You took my heart

♪ And threw it away

♪ That's why I ask the Lord

♪ In heaven above

♪ What is this thing

♪ Called love?

♪ What is this thing called love?

♪ This funny thing

♪ Called love?

♪ Just who can solve its mystery?

♪ Why should it make

♪ A fool of me?

♪ I saw you there

♪ One wonderful day

♪ You took my heart and threw it away

COLE: ♪ That's why I ask the lord

♪ In heaven above

♪ What is this thing

♪ Called love? ♪

(PEOPLE APPLAUDING)

GERALD: Bravo, Cole.

You know, Cole, you're spoiling us.

And, excuse me, you're pampering yourself.

You have far too much talent to waste as an amateur.

And we must do something about that.

I think it may be the most beautiful love song you've written yet.

Why, thank you. There's, uh, quite a bit of you in it.

What do you think you'll call it?

I don't know, something about confusion.

Alors, dinner is served.

COLE: Yes, let's eat.

Thank you for your indulgence.

ELDERLY COLE: That was the truth, for the most part.

There was a lot of Linda in that song.

I wish there could have been more.

BORIS: We are leaving soon, you know.

The tour begins.

I heard.

(BELLS TOLLING)

I don't like it one bit.

I don't know what I'm going to do without you.

Of course, you know,

it is only a European tour,

and I can travel.

I could mysteriously appear

in certain European cities from time to time.

But you are a married man.

What about Mrs. Porter?

Boris, I've told you,

Mrs. Porter

tries very hard to want what I want.

Surely not everything.

Whatever I need.

As long as she knows the rest belongs to her.

And what is the rest?

Everything that happens in the daylight.

Which is why I have to go.

I'll see you there?

Of course.

(BOTH SPEAKING ITALIAN)

MALE PERFORMER: ♪ You could have a great career

♪ And you should, yes, you should

♪ Only one thing stops you, dear

♪ You're too good, way too good

♪ If you want a future, darling, why don't you get a past?

♪ 'Cause that fatal moment's coming at last

♪ We're all alone, no chaperone

♪ Can get our number

♪ The world's in slumber

♪ Let's misbehave

♪ There's something wild about you, child, it's so contagious

♪ Let's be outrageous

♪ Let's misbehave

♪ When Adam won Eve's hand

♪ He wouldn't stand for teasing

♪ He didn't care about those apples out of season

♪ They say that spring means just one thing ♪

♪ To little lovebirds

♪ We're not above birds, Let's misbehave ♪

I'm being hailed.

(SPEAKING ITALIAN)

It's from Irving.

Irving?

Mmm-hmm.

(MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING)

(EXCLAIMING)

You knew.

I had hoped.

You knew.

Okay, well, I didn't know what the show was to be called.

It's to be called Paris.

And Irving has assured the producer

that I'm the only one with the suitable sophistication

to do the show.

So it seems that we would be leaving Venice

to go to New York to do a show called Paris.

Well, we'll go, won't we?

Darling, what do you think?

I know you would like to.

You orchestrated the whole thing, you willed it into being.

I'm just not sure I'm ready.

Cole, I promise you, you are ready.

Irving Berlin believes in your talent.

He wouldn't recommend you simply out of friendship.

No, I suppose not.

Cole, it will be a wonderful chance for you, and a good change for us.

Yes.

Yes, we'll go?

Yes, it will be a big change.

(CHATTERING)

I think we need a change.

I never intended this to cause a breach between us.

It hasn't, it just...

Cole, we never had a formal agreement, we don't need one now.

It's done.

I can't promise you that.

Just so it doesn't put us in jeopardy.

Or your music.

You really love me that much?

You are the rhythm of my heart.

They're playing your song. Would you care to dance?

Why not?

♪ They say that bears have love affairs

♪ And even camels

♪ We're merely mammals, Let's misbehave ♪

See, true love.

I'm not so sure about true.

Linda played that beautifully.

I think that's when I began to really love her.

All right, Linda, Cole, smile if you're in love, please.

GABE: Didn't that make things even more complicated?

ELDERLY COLE: What things?

Your other relationships.

No, why should it?

Isn't that why birds do it, bees do it?

♪ Even educated fleas do it

♪ Let's do it

♪ Let's fall in love

FEMALE PERFORMER: ♪ In Spain, the best upper sets do it

♪ Lithuanians and Letts do it

♪ Let's do it

♪ Let's fall in love

♪ The Dutch in old Amsterdam do it

♪ Not to mention the Finns ♪

MAN: Welcome, sir.

♪ Folks in Siam do it

♪ Think of Siamese twins

Say hello to Mrs. Porter.

LINDA: Richard, would you please take my hat?

♪ People say in Boston, even beans do it

♪ Let's do it, let's fall in love

♪ Cold cape cod clams

♪ Against their wish, do it

♪ Even lazy jellyfish do it

♪ Let's do it, let's fall in love

♪ Electric eels, I might add, do it

♪ Though it shocks them, I know

♪ Why ask if shad do it?

♪ Waiter, bring me shad roe

♪ In shallow shoals, English soles do it

♪ Goldfish in the privacy of bowls do it

♪ Let's do it

♪ Let's fall in love

♪ The dragonflies in the reeds do it

♪ Sentimental centipedes do it

♪ Let's do it

♪ Let's fall in love

♪ Mosquitoes, heaven forbid, do it

♪ So does every katydid do it

♪ Let's do it

♪ Let's fall in love

CHORUS: ♪ The most refined

♪ Ladybugs do it

♪ When a gentlemen calls

♪ Moths in your rugs do it

♪ What's the use of mothballs?

♪ Locusts in trees do it

♪ Bees do it

♪ Even overeducated fleas do it

♪ Let's do it, let's fall in love

♪ Let's do it, let's fall in love

♪ Let's do it, let's fall in love ♪

Very cheeky. Excellent.

That's so far.

GERALD: Listen to them.

(APPLAUSE CONTINUES)

One act down, one to go.

Darling, for you.

God, Linda.

It's exquisite.

Just a little memory.

There are no little memories with you.

(AUDIENCE CHEERING)

SARA: Patrick, you all right?

Is he all right doing that? I mean, his doctors approve?

Probably not, but he's got to have a childhood.

His sickness seems to come and go.

Patrick, Patrick, let me give you, uh, the key to the cartwheel.

It's all mental.

Keep your arms straight. You're bending your arms.

Here comes trouble.

Straight, you plant it, watch this, ready?

And plant it like that. See?

SARA: Wow!

Good catch.

I always thought so.

♪ Sun-tanned, wind-blown

♪ Honeymooners at last alone

(WHISPERING) You know, this was written as a duet.

Thanks.

♪ Oh, how lucky we are

BOTH: ♪ While I give to you and you give to me

♪ True love, true love

♪ So on and on it will always be

♪ True love, true love

Cole, I know this is your song,

but it just doesn't sound like you.

Linda thinks it does.

♪ With nothing to do

You could put it in the new show you're working on.

♪ Give to you what you give to me

Why not?

Because it doesn't sound like me.

♪ Love forever true ♪

(ALL APPLAUDING)

Bravo!

Oh, my goodness, could you be any more wonderful?

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Come in.

Hello.

Hi.

I was lying in my bed just now, thinking

I don't want to stay in that room.

I want to stay here tonight, is that all right?

Of course it is, darling. Is everything all right?

Are you... Are you lonely?

No, no, no, no, I'm, I'm fine.

Um, it's just that, um...

Well, it's funny, this afternoon, I was...

I was watching you

and watching you watching the Murphys' kids,

and I thought about how happy we are and how much we have

and then I thought about the Murphys and how happy they are

and, uh, I think we could be...

I mean, we are as happy as the Murphys,

but we could be happy in the way that the Murphys

are happy if we had what the Murphys have.

They bring them so much happiness.

I'm so glad I'm not trying to write this as a song.

It would be a beautiful serenade.

(CHUCKLING)

Well, um...

Uh, champagne, or how do you wanna play this?

Comedy, tragedy? Musical comedy, farce?

Why don't we just play?

Good idea.

JACK: ♪ Night and day

♪ You are the one

♪ Only you beneath the moon

♪ And under the sun

♪ Whether near to me or far

♪ It's no matter, darling, where you are

♪ I think... ♪

Oh! Stop!

It's impossible, I just can't do it.

Cole. Coley.

He is only an actor, but he still maybe right.

He's tried it seven times.

The song is a problem.

Now, I told you, we should have given it to Astaire.

Beard, the song is not a problem, it's a challenge.

All right? Just give me a moment, all right?

Jack, Jack, dear boy,

what can I do to help?

Anything, just name it.

Write another song.

Oh, God, that cuts me right to the quick.

I know it's god-awful, but it's the best I can do.

And we open in three days.

Look, Mr. Porter, the song goes

so high and so low, it is impossible.

It's not impossible. Jack, I wrote it with you in mind.

I know you've got it in your voice.

I can sing it, and I have a range of three notes.

Where did you come up with it?

Well, I get all my ideas from a little Chinese man in Poughkeepsie.

Listen, you can sing this.

The problem is, you're not having any fun.

Just don't think about the melody.

Just think about the words.

It's about obsession.

It's about being in love.

You've been in love?

All right, obsess about it.

Just sing it with me.

Think about the lyrics and just look at me.

One more time. Jimmy?

♪ Like the beat, beat, beat of the tom-tom

BOTH: ♪ When the jungle shadows fall

♪ Like the tick, tick, tock of the stately clock

♪ As it stands against the wall

It's relentless, it's obsessive.

♪ Like the drip, drip, drip of the raindrops

♪ When the summer shower is through

♪ So a voice within me keeps repeating

♪ You, you, you

♪ Night and day

♪ You are the one

♪ Only you beneath the moon

♪ And under the sun

That's beautiful.

♪ Whether near to me or far

♪ It's no matter, darling, where you are

♪ I think of you

♪ Night and day

Jimmy, try "E" flat.

♪ Day and night

♪ Why is it so

♪ That this longing for you

♪ Follows wherever I go?

♪ In the roaring traffic's boom

♪ In the silence of my lonely room

♪ I think of you

JACK: ♪ Night and day

♪ Night and day

♪ Under the hide of me

♪ There's an, oh, such a hungry yearning

♪ Burning inside of me

♪ And this torment won't be through

♪ Till you let me spend my life

♪ Making love to you

♪ Day and night

♪ Night and day ♪

Bravo. Bravo.

ELDERLY COLE: I never believed in anything,

least of all myself, until Linda.

She restored me to myself.

And I gave her back

me.

(COLE CHUCKLES)

Hardly payment in kind.

COLE: Irving swears that The Times critic

was dancing all the way up the aisle.

Of course, our esteemed producer

was still standing in the front row, applauding.

(CHUCKLING) Yes.

Oh, darling.

No triumph complete without this. Thank you.

You're welcome. Let's not be late.

Well, actually, I'm gonna ride with Monty if it's all right with you.

He says the London producers are dying to talk to me

about the West End transfer.

Is it all right if I join you later?

Well, can't you speak with him at the party?

Oh, no business at the party, only fun.

It's all right, I'll be there soon.

All right.

Bye-bye.

COLE: Beard, you know, you're very dear to me,

always have been, but these opening night gifts of yours

are becoming more and more intricate.

It's not as elegant as one of Linda's cigarette cases, I know,

but I believe it may be better suited

to the daring side of your nature.

Oh, Monty, you've always been so solicitous

vis-a-vis my nature. You pamper me.

I have to, my boy. Nature is a nasty bitch.

If nature were fair, I'd be Marlene Dietrich.

♪ If you wake up and dream

♪ Life will suddenly seem as gay as it used to be

♪ Never mind what they say let your dreams dream away

♪ And you'll still be alive when they're dead ♪

Your words, Coley.

Yes, Monty, but it's a song, it's not a call to arms.

Arms weren't what I had in mind.

I wanted to tell you privately

how much all your attention did for me.

And Night and Day, how much it means to me.

From here on, you two will have to improvise.

I'm gonna find some trouble of my own in the ramble.

(MONTY SPEAKING FRENCH)

(COACH DOOR CLOSING)

(HORSE NEIGHS)

Well, Jack,

shall we have a cigarette?

(PIANO PLAYING)

(DOOR CLOSING)

Good morning.

This is something new.

To be inconsiderate, to ignore your obligations.

(WHISPERS) I know.

I'm so sorry, I really am. That was unforgivable.

Cole, you disappointed a lot of people last night.

The London producers were there.

Some Hollywood people were most anxious to speak with you.

I don't want to go to Hollywood, and I don't want to fight.

I don't want to fight.

And I don't want to blame.

Thank you for that, dear.

But if things are gonna be different,

I'd like to know.

I'll tell you as soon as I know.

GABE: You must have known already.

I got the ending.

ELDERLY COLE: I didn't know how much my happiness would hurt us.

We couldn't hear the songs the same way anymore.

Suddenly the lyrics all sounded like code.

FEMALE PERFORMER: ♪ In olden days, a glimpse of stocking

♪ Was looked on as something shocking

♪ Now heaven knows

♪ Anything goes

♪ Good authors, too, who once knew better words

♪ Now only use four-letter words

♪ Writing prose

♪ Anything goes

♪ If saying your prayers you like

They love your song.

♪ If green pears you like

♪ If green pears you like

♪ If old chairs you like

♪ If old chairs you like ♪

Don't you?

♪ If backstairs you like

♪ If love affairs you like

♪ If love affairs you like

♪ If love affairs you like

♪ With young bears you like

♪ Why, nobody will oppose

♪ So though I'm not a great romancer

♪ I know that I'm bound to answer

♪ When you propose

♪ Anything goes ♪

Ellin says Irving is having a great run up there in Hollywood.

The Gershwin's are there...

Do you want me to leave at the top of my game?

♪ If old hymns you like

♪ If old hymns you like

♪ If bare limbs you like

♪ If bare limbs you like

♪ If Mae West you like

♪ If Mae West you like

♪ Or me undressed you like ♪

I'll give this to you now in case

Monty has more producers for you to visit.

♪ The set that's smart is intruding on nudist parties in studios

♪ Anything goes

♪ Anything goes

♪ Anything goes ♪

By the way, do you want one?

No, thank you.

Oh, that's beautiful. From Linda?

Yeah, of course, opening night.

Linda must be keeping Cartier in business all by herself.

She does spoil me. I don't deserve it.

No, you probably don't.

Which reminds me, how's Linda?

COLE: She's all right.

A bit more fragile than usual, but all right. How's Patrick?

Well, there's a doctor in Zurich who may give us more time.

GERALD: They don't give you much hope with tuberculosis.

So sorry.

Does Linda know? She hasn't said anything.

Yeah.

GERALD: She said, "We live in castles built on sand."

I just think that life has been one great carnival

and now we're teetering on the high wire.

Yes, but you've got Sara to catch you, and I have Linda.

Ever wonder who's there to catch them?

♪ When they begin

♪ The beguine

♪ It brings back the sound

♪ Of music so tender

♪ It brings back a night

♪ Of tropical splendor

♪ It brings back a memory

♪ Evergreen

♪ I'm with you once more

♪ Under the stars

♪ And down by the shore

♪ An orchestra's playing

♪ And even the palms

♪ Seem to be swaying

♪ When they begin

♪ The beguine

♪ To live it again

♪ Is past all endeavor

♪ Except when that tune

♪ Clutches my heart

♪ And there we are

♪ Swearing to love forever

♪ Promising never

♪ Never to part

♪ What moments divine

♪ What rapture serene

♪ Till clouds came along to disperse

♪ The joys we had tasted

♪ And now when I hear people curse ♪

♪ The chance that was wasted

♪ I know but too well

♪ What they mean

♪ So don't let them begin

♪ The beguine

♪ Let the love that was once a fire

♪ Remain an amber

♪ Let it sleep like the dead desire

♪ I only remember

♪ When they begin

♪ The beguine

♪ When they begin

♪ The beguine ♪

I am so terribly sorry, darling.

I know how late I must be.

Late?

Linda, you missed the whole thing.

I misplaced the cigarette case.

I'd rather have had you.

It would have been bad luck.

To hell with luck.

ELDERLY COLE: This feels very wrong.

I don't like bringing up this whole thing.

It happened and it was over, and that was that.

We never brought it up again.

Finished, done.

Done, maybe. Finished?

I won't have it.

It's not your choice.

Anyway, I hope you like it.

Linda, what were you thinking?

You wouldn't...

You wouldn't have lost it.

(CHUCKLES)

I had hoped not.

What are you talking about?

Nothing!

Absolutely nothing. Definitively nothing.

Shall we go now?

I would hate to compound the felony

by making us late for the party.

That would be terrible, dreadful.

A tragedy too great to bear.

(GASPS)

God, Linda, what's happened?

I, uh...

Nothing, just a small thing. It's just not like

being late or missing an opening.

A very small thing

that stopped growing.

My sweet girl, I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I didn't want to tell you like this.

I just went to the doctor, and he said I should rest, and it got so late.

I'm sorry.

I wanted it so, Cole.

I wanted it for us.

I know. I know.

(SOBBING)

I want to take you home now. All right?

I don't want to go home.

I don't even feel like we have a home.

Then we'll find a new one.

We'll get out of town, we'll travel. We'll...we'll...

We'll find a new place.

Some place good for you and good for me.

If everyone's moved to Hollywood,

then we'll go there, too. We'll try it.

We'll make a fresh start.

Let's just get the doctor in tonight,

just to make sure you're all right.

No more doctors.

(SIGHS)

I already know I'm not all right.

Linda, then it wasn't meant to be, that's all.

So, fine, we'll be all right.

We'll be just fine with what was meant to be.

That's you and that's me.

That's what was meant to be.

(SOBBING)

I love you, Linda Porter.

I love you so much.

COLE: Okay, darling, now, don't cheat.

It's not in my nature to cheat.

All right, okay.

All right, all right. Ready?

I'm ready.

Oh, my goodness.

Is it all right?

No, I'd like something a little bigger, please.

It's Hollywood, darling, we do things big out here.

LINDA: This is beautiful. Look at the bow.

COLE: Richard!

Let me show you the inside.

MAYER: Well, all of metro

is proud to have you as part of our family, Cole.

COLE: You said that, L.B. Thank you, I appreciate it.

I wanted to tell you again, just to be sure you know.

We know you'll be happy here.

I'm already happy.

Swell. That makes me happy, you're happy.

You know who else makes me happy?

Irving Berlin.

Every song Irving Berlin writes, I love. You know why?

Because his songs sound like what people who aren't clever

say to each other when they're in love.

Real love songs.

Not clever love songs.

Could you write real love songs?

When you write funny songs, I want funny-funny, not clever-funny.

Could you do that for me?

Huh?

GABE: You're stronger if you're not angry.

Tickle their ribs as you slide in the knife.

Try it.

♪ I'll remember forever when I was but three

♪ Mama, who was clever, remarking to me

♪ If, son, when you're grown up

♪ You want everything nice

♪ I've got your future sewn up if you take this advice

♪ Be a clown

♪ Be a clown

♪ All the world loves a clown

♪ Act the fool, play the calf

♪ And you'll always have the last laugh

♪ Wear the cap and the bells

♪ And you'll rate with all the great swells

♪ If you become a doctor, folks'll face you with dread

♪ And if you become a dentist, they'll be glad when you're dead

♪ You'll get a bigger hand if you can stand on your head

ALL: ♪ Be a clown, be a clown, be a clown

♪ Be a clown

ALL: ♪ Be a clown

♪ All the world

ALL: ♪ Loves a clown

♪ Show 'em tricks

ALL: ♪ Tell 'em jokes

♪ And you'll only stop with top folks

♪ Be a crack jackanapes

♪ And they'll imitate you like apes

♪ Why be a great composer with your rent in arrears?

♪ Why be a major poet and you'll owe it for years

♪ When crowds will pay to giggle if you wiggle your ears?

ALL: ♪ Be a clown, be a clown, be a clown

(ALL CHEERING)

♪ Be a clown, be a clown

♪ All the world loves a clown

♪ If you just make them roar

♪ Watch your mountebank account soar

♪ Wear a painted mustache

♪ And you're sure to make a big splash

♪ A college education, I should never propose

♪ A bachelor's degree won't even keep you in clothes

♪ But millions you will win if you can spin on your nose

ALL: ♪ Be a clown, be a clown, be a clown

(ALL CHEERING)

♪ Give 'em quips

ALL: ♪ Give 'em quips

♪ Give 'em fun

ALL: ♪ Give 'em fun

♪ And they'll pay to say you're A-one

♪ If you become a farmer, you've the weather to buck

♪ If you become a gambler, you'll be stuck with your luck

♪ But, Jack, you'll never lack if you can quack like a duck

Quack, quack, quack.

ALL: ♪ Be a clown

♪ Be a clown

♪ Be a clown ♪

Jesus, though, it was a relief just to have fun

and do something trite and not care a damn

and get paid a hundred times what you'd be paid for something good.

♪ I love you under my skin ♪

MONTY: They'll never know the difference.

What's it going to be called?

What's the dreariest title ever, eh?

I bet Coley $5

that he could never write a song called I Love You.

Get your money out. I'm telling you,

Louis B. Mayer is going to love this.

He's going to weep.

COLE: Uh, I need a time of year. A month, a month, a month.

All right, April.

June.

Perfect cliche, April.

♪ "I love you" hums the April breeze

♪ I love you under my skin

(MONTY CHUCKLING)

♪ I love you

♪ Is it a sin?

Certainly not.

♪ "I love you"

♪ Hums the April breeze

♪ "I love you"

♪ Echo the hills

♪ "I love you"

♪ The golden dawn agrees

♪ As once more she sees

♪ Daffodils

♪ It's spring again

♪ And birds on the wing again

♪ Start to sing again

♪ The old melody

♪ "I love you"

♪ That's the song of songs

♪ And it all belongs to you and me ♪

(AUDIENCE APPLAUDING)

(AUDIENCE CHEERING)

♪ It was just

♪ One of those things

♪ Just one of those crazy flings

MRS. MAYER: It's a real pearl.

Go ahead, dear, take it.

It's tiny, but trust me, it's still the biggest thing

you can get your fingers around in this crowd.

You'll make big bucks on this.

That's swell.

It's something, isn't it, hmm?

Yes, it's lovely. It's lovely.

It's so, uh, imaginative to actually have the party at the studio.

Is absolutely everything in Hollywood connected to movies?

(LAUGHING) Everything good.

That's why we're trying to coax Cole into permanent residency, you know?

How would half of every year be?

I think Hollywood's fantastic, it's like living on the moon.

Or 20,000 leagues under the sea.

(CHUCKLING)

♪ When we started painting the town

Can you believe this?

Linda, Hollywood was your idea, not mine.

Now you're acting like it's the worst place on earth.

I had thought that the change of weather might be good for us both.

I had no idea how hot the climate would really be.

The climate is good for growing flowers.

Everything grows wild, Cole.

And the pickings are far too easy.

♪ Now and then it was great fun

♪ But it was just one of those things ♪

Mr. Porter, how are you?

Oh, Mr. Nelson.

What you did with that song is just splendid.

I'd love to introduce you to my wife.

Cole,

I hope we could coax you into a song.

ALL: Yes.

Be right back.

Good song.

Thank you.

There's a plan for later.

Ooh, Linda's being very prickly tonight, but, um, I'll try to get away.

Have you got plenty of company lined up?

Good company, I promise.

COLE: Thank you all. Thank you.

(CHUCKLING) This is, uh, indeed an honor and a surprise.

Um, obviously L.B. wants you all to get home early,

that's why he's asked me to sing.

So here goes.

♪ Before you leave these portals

♪ To meet less fortunate mortals

♪ There's just one final message I would give to you

♪ Now you all have learned reliance

♪ On the sacred teachings of science

♪ So I hope through life you never will decline

♪ In spite of philistine defiance

♪ To do what all good scientists do

♪ Experiment

♪ Make it your motto day and night

♪ Experiment

♪ It will lead you to the light

♪ If this advice you'll only employ

♪ The future can offer you infinite joy

♪ And merriment

♪ Experiment

♪ And you'll see ♪

Goodnight.

Thank you.

(ALL APPLAUDING)

What a marvelous song.

I don't know it, do you?

Intimately.

You seem very happy, dear.

COLE: I am, darling. I wish you were.

(COUGHING)

Excuse me.

The springs will take care of that.

I was actually thinking of going to Arizona.

It's so much further.

I don't mind.

I expect I'll be gone by the time you come home.

♪ Love for sale

♪ Appetizing young love

♪ For sale

♪ Love that's fresh and still unspoiled

♪ Love that's only slightly soiled

♪ Love

♪ For sale

♪ Who

♪ Will buy?

♪ Who would like to sample

♪ My supply?

♪ Who's prepared to pay the price

♪ For a trip to paradise?

♪ Love

♪ For sale

♪ Let the poets pipe of love

♪ In their childish way

♪ I know every type of love

♪ Better far than they

♪ If you want the thrill of love

♪ I've been through the mill of love

♪ Old love, new love

♪ Every love but true love

♪ Love for sale

♪ Appetizing young love

♪ For sale

♪ If you want to buy my wares

♪ Follow me and climb the stairs

♪ Love

♪ For sale ♪

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

Aren't there always copies of those sorts of photographs anyway?

Cole wanted a set for himself.

These are not blackmail pictures, Linda, they're...

Mrs. Porter.

They were taken for recreational purposes.

Cole has a heedless appetite for life.

I'm sure we agree he needs to be protected.

You became devoted so very quickly, Mr. Reed.

He is, uh, so easy to love.

Beyond devotion, what are your ambitions?

I have thought of my own theatrical agency.

It would be a company that would

keep their clients' best interests close to heart, always.

As you and I do Cole's.

Of course. And how many backers do you require?

Only one, Mrs. Porter.

Just let me know how much.

I'll leave these with you.

You don't sweat, do you? Not a drop.

I don't believe in wasting my resources.

Goodbye, Linda.

♪ It's the wrong song in the wrong style

♪ Though your smile is lovely, it's the wrong smile

♪ It's not her smile, but such a lovely smile

♪ But it's all right with me ♪

Welcome home.

Aren't you pleased?

About the roses?

Yes.

They're glorious. Are they for me?

Who else?

One never knows.

What's wrong, Linda?

Your friend Bobby Reed has been to see me

with his nefarious portfolio.

Yes, he told me.

He told you?

Yes.

I paid him, too, you know.

No, I didn't know.

Yes, he's an... An ambitious fellow.

It's all right.

I don't think it's all right, Cole.

I think it's disgusting.

He's exploiting both of us.

Well, yes.

I like to look at it as a kind of luxury tax.

A luxury tax?

What an extraordinary thing to say.

Do you have any idea how much you've changed?

How much your behavior has changed?

You have put everything that you've accomplished

with your music at risk.

Darling, my work has never been better.

It's flourishing. Even if we're not.

Your music comes from your talent, not from your behavior.

It's all the same thing. I can't put

my talent here and my behavior here

and my eating, sleeping, and drinking habits.

It's all me.

I have never asked you to change.

Just be discreet.

Linda, I have never been discreet.

What is discretion

but dishonesty wrapped up in a little good breeding?

I don't think you want me to be discreet, Linda,

I think you want me to be different.

I am partially responsible for all of this

because I have spoiled you, I have indulged you.

But so has the entire goddamned world.

And for what?

Just a little music.

ELDERLY COLE: Linda hated being late for anything.

And the next day she was late for lunch.

I only had to hear the clock strike

and look at her empty place at the table to know she was gone.

Gone back to Paris.

It's quite simple, really.

Two people who wanted too much from each other.

(PHONE RINGING)

Porter residence.

Hold one moment.

Sir.

Not now.

It's urgent, sir.

Yes?

ELDERLY COLE: All the money, all the music

had deflected reality for so long,

I didn't know that everything we had was so fragile.

GABE: Hold it loose, hold it tight.

Everything breaks.

I'm going to take them to Paris next week.

All of this is just...

(SIGHS) Got to get back to a better place.

And, uh, it would be good to see Linda.

(PIANO PLAYING)

IRVING: Morning, Cole.

Are we the only ones up?

Our hostess just retired.

I've been up since 5:00.

(CHUCKLING)

Writing another hit, I'm sure.

I wish it was that easy.

Nothing comes easy anymore.

And when it does, it's lousy.

I write better in my own place or the Murphys'.

I'm going to swear off these house parties until I finish this score.

Remind me I said that, will you?

That melody sounds like it could go somewhere.

Yeah, like out for a drink.

Have you heard from Linda?

No.

No. I've written, I've wired, I've called. Nothing.

I'm sorry, Cole, I'm really sorry.

Maybe, uh, you know, with time...

It'll take more than time.

(CLEARS THROAT)

I, uh...

I'll be back before breakfast.

(WIND WHISTLING)

Just seemed so much to ask children to bear.

How long will you stay?

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

No idea.

(HORSE NEIGHING)

(COUGHING)

(HORSE NEIGHING)

(SCREAMING)

Let's go inside, it's getting cold.

(HORSE SNUFFLING)

(NEIGHING)

(SCREAMING)

(NEIGHING)

COLE: You see how far I'll go to get you back?

I think you've gone too far this time,

but I ought to be used to it by now.

MOORHEAD: I'm afraid his right leg should be amputated.

Perhaps the left as well. There's really no alternative.

If you amputate his legs, you will cut out his pride.

You'll break his spirit, he would never work again.

He'll have nothing without his music, it's the essence of him.

He'd have nothing to live for.

He would have his life, his friends, you.

Nothing. He would just be living out his death.

You're asking a lot of him.

We are accustomed to asking a lot of one another.

So what did the sawbones say?

You get to keep the old things.

And he expects you to walk, and so do I.

But only if I can walk to you.

As far as Williamstown?

Williamstown?

Massachusetts. I found a very pretty home.

LINDA: It's on a hill, it has a work space.

Thinking of buying it.

LINDA: A little bump.

Oh.

All right.

Now?

Yes.

COLE: Oh, a grand piano.

That is grand.

(CHUCKLES)

That's not quite right.

So shall I leave you to it?

Guess you'd better.

God, I can't work the pedal...

Can't work the pedals, dear.

(PLAYING PIANO)

(EXCLAIMS)

Goddamn it!

(SOBBING)

COLE: I can't work the pedals!

GABE: And what did it take

to finally work the pedals?

Oh, a few years.

A pharmacopoeia of pills.

A reservoir of scotch and 20 more operations.

Nonstop fun.

But over time, you got five shows up and running.

Up? Yes. Running? Barely.

COLE: At least, according to the critics.

"Not up to Mr. Porter's usual standards"

Was the refrain.

So when Hollywood finally called again?

Oh, I was on the train before the second ring.

PRESENTER: He is the same.

One of Yale's sons of whom we are all proud.

Cole Porter.

♪ There's an, Oh, such a hungry yearning

♪ Burning inside of me

♪ And its torment won't be through

♪ Till you let me spend my life making love

♪ To you

♪ Day and night

♪ Night and day ♪

If I can survive this movie, I can survive anything.

And you shall, darling, beautifully, like everything else.

Hmm.

Thank you.

LINDA: The movie will do very well, and you'll be encouraged.

COLE: I wonder, it seems like every time

they operate, I lose songs as well as blood.

Remind me to call the studio and tell them

how much we "absolutely loved the movie."

LINDA: Naturally.

(GROANS)

Sorry. I'm all right.

Why on earth does Linda come back to Cole anyway?

Because he's Cary Grant.

And she misses the music, as do I.

I must say, going down in history as Cary Grant is not too bad.

COLE: Not for a boy from Indiana.

LINDA: We should be grateful to them, they found us a happy ending.

COLE: Ah, yes, happy endings.

Well, you don't get many of those, do you, in Hollywood?

COLE: So this promises what, surgery number 25?

Twenty Six.

Oh, good God. And how long will I have to wear the cast this time?

A few months, we'll see how you mend.

What's that?

It's Linda.

It's gotten that bad now?

Even if she'd agree, I don't think surgery would help.

The lungs are too damaged.

Dr. Moorhead, are you saying that Linda is dying?

God, what a swell party this is.

♪ Four weeks, you rehearse and rehearse

♪ Three weeks, and it couldn't be worse

♪ One week, will it ever be right?

♪ Then out of the hat, it's that big first night

♪ The overture is about to start

♪ You cross your fingers and hold your heart

♪ It's curtain time and off we go

♪ Another opening of another show ♪

Miss Morrison, the line is "away we go," not "off we go," dear.

You couldn't manage to make me hear you before,

and now that I can hear you, you've got it wrong.

So shall we do it again?

Let's pick it up, dust it off, and get it right.

The tempo... The tempo was good.

All right, everyone, let's go.

♪ One week, will it ever be right?

♪ Then out of the hat, it's that big first night

♪ The overture is about to start

♪ You cross your fingers and hold your heart

♪ It's curtain time and away we go

♪ Another opening

♪ Just another opening of another show ♪

Very good. Thank you. Thank you, all.

Carry on. And chorus,

keep those consonants crisp.

Don't want the audience to think you're saying,

"An annoying opening for an ugly show."

Let them come to that conclusion on their own.

Please stop that knocking.

Mr. Porter.

What?

Your wife sent me to fetch you.

Fetch me for what?

BILL: For tea.

I don't like tea.

It's just a few steps. She's waiting.

Fine, come in. Fetch me, for Christ's sake.

Who are you, anyway?

Bill, Bill Wrather.

Bill rather? Rather what?

Oh.

Bill Wrather. Yes, you're Linda's, uh,

decorating wizard. Yes.

It's a great pleasure for me, Mr. Porter.

Oh, the pleasure is mine.

Can I?

No, no.

Are you sure?

No. Lots of practice.

(SIGHS)

I will take an arm, actually. Thank you.

Well, I'll be making my way.

Linda, a pleasure as always.

LINDA: Indeed.

I'll see you soon.

And Cole, that tune you were playing was just beautiful.

I can't wait to hear that in the show.

Goodbye now.

LINDA: Safe drive.

(SPEAKS FRENCH)

Isn't he delightful?

Lovely.

We've become such fast friends.

I was hoping that you might as well.

He'd be a good companion for you.

Linda?

I don't want you to be lonely.

(LINDA COUGHING)

I'm worried about you.

You don't need to worry about me or your show,

it's all taken care of.

I'm in God's hands, the show is in yours.

I do wish it were the other way round, though.

Give me that cigarette.

♪ Strange, dear

♪ But true, dear

♪ When I'm close to you, dear

♪ The stars fill the sky ♪

This really needs a proper singer.

I really can't do it justice.

Wait till opening night, hear it sung well.

I think it sounds fine right now.

And I won't be there, dear.

What are you talking about? Why wouldn't you be?

You know the doctors, honey, they're so boring.

I don't think I would add very much to it.

I'm sure it will be a great occasion.

It won't be any occasion if you're not there.

Darling, Bill will be with you.

He'll help you.

I wrote this for you.

What's the point of doing it if you're not gonna be there?

Well, that's why I want you to play it for me.

All the way through.

All right.

I won't do it justice, but I'll do it.

(COUGHING)

♪ Strange, dear, but true, dear

♪ When I'm close to you, dear

♪ The stars fill the sky

♪ So in love with you am I

♪ Even without you

♪ My arms fold about you

♪ You know, darling, why

♪ So in love with you am I

♪ In love with the night mysterious

♪ The night when you first were there

♪ In love with my joy delirious

Wait, wait, wait.

Are you all right?

A few people may have been carried out of my shows,

but no one's ever been carried in.

♪ So taunt me and hurt me

♪ Deceive me, desert me

♪ I'm yours till I die

♪ So in love

♪ So in love

♪ So in love with you, my love

Think of Linda a little and applaud a lot.

♪ In love with the night mysterious

♪ The night when you first were there

♪ In love

♪ With my joy delirious

♪ When I knew that you could care

♪ So taunt me

♪ And hurt me

♪ Deceive me

♪ Desert me

♪ I'm yours till I die

♪ So in love

♪ So in love

♪ So in love with you

♪ My love, am I

♪ In love with the night mysterious

♪ The night when you first were there

♪ In love with my joy delirious

♪ When I knew that you could care

♪ So taunt me

♪ And hurt me

♪ Deceive me

♪ Desert me

♪ I'm yours till I die

♪ So in love

♪ So in love

♪ So in love

♪ My love

♪ Am I ♪

(AUDIENCE APPLAUDING)

MAN: Bravo!

MAN: Bravo!

(AUDIENCE CHEERING)

Sorry, we have to move on.

Please, please, let me enjoy this.

It took two years to get the backers interested in this show.

No one wanted anything to do with it, they thought I was finished.

We have to move on.

(SIGHS)

Very well.

We make quite a pair, don't we?

(COLE SIGHS)

We're still les colporteurs of Paris.

Plying our humble trade.

I could hear the score.

Darling, it's a goody.

It's all about Paris.

Brings back fond memories.

Those were fine days.

Yes, they were.

And we were fine.

We were fine.

Finding each other.

Taking care of each other.

I have a little something for you.

It's a whole new flower.

A gentleman in Spain did it up for me.

It's a hybrid of two varieties of rose

thought to be completely incompatible.

Yet look at it, it's perfect.

The Linda Porter Rose.

Exquisite.

It's just a pale reflection of our life together.

It wasn't all beautiful.

You were always my life to be.

I remember that song.

It was about you.

They were all about you.

Not all of them.

But some, I hope.

How I have loved you, Cole.

I don't know how much longer I can stay.

Would you mind terribly if I went just a little early?

♪ Every time

♪ We say goodbye

♪ I die a little

♪ Every time

♪ We say goodbye

♪ I wonder why a little

♪ Why the gods above me

♪ Who must be in the know

♪ Think so little of me

♪ They allow you to go

♪ When you're near

♪ There's such an air

♪ Of spring about it

♪ I can hear

♪ A lark somewhere

♪ Begin to sing about it

♪ There's no love song finer

♪ But how strange the change

♪ From major to minor

♪ Every time

♪ We say

♪ Goodbye

♪ Goodbye ♪

(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

BILL: Sara.

Hello, darling.

Gerald.

How is he?

BILL: Cole is already seated.

He doesn't want anyone to feel awkward about the leg.

GERALD: He would still have the damn thing if Linda were here.

And Monty was by for a visit.

He asked to be remembered, of course.

Good old Monty.

Hmm.

Noted.

So, Cole, when are we gonna get another lyric from you?

I haven't the wit nor the will to write any more.

Cole, you can write from everything you remember.

You've had the most fascinating life.

Oh, Sara, Sara.

(SIGHING) Memories.

(CHUCKLING) It's like the phantom pains I get in my missing leg.

They're not real and they hurt too much.

I'm a toy balloon that's fated soon to pop.

Cole, please. Don't.

COLE: Oh, my God.

My dear friends, I'm boring you.

Let us repair to the living room for some goodbyes

and some coffee and some traveling music, shall we?

COLE: Bill is all packed,

and you all have a long drive ahead of you.

The invitation was for the weekend.

Let's pretend it's Sunday.

We'll be right there.

GERALD: Sara.

All right, dear.

I wish you'd let me stay with you, Cole.

I want to stay.

(CHUCKLING) Bill, Bill.

Bill, please, let me at least try to do something noble, all right?

Uh, what I'm trying to do is best for both of us.

Well, then can't both of us decide, not just you?

My sweet boy, there's nothing for you here.

Come on now, get the wheelchair.

♪ It's the wrong time

♪ And the wrong place

♪ Though your face is charming

♪ It's the wrong face

♪ It's not her face ♪

That was evil. I'm sorry.

I think you're trying very hard to misbehave.

And you used to be a better actor.

Oh, I used to be better at a lot of things.

♪ At words poetic, I'm so pathetic

♪ That I always have found it best

♪ Instead of getting them off my chest

♪ To let them rest, unexpressed

♪ You're the top

♪ You're the coliseum

♪ You're the top ♪

(SIGHS)

Go on, get out of here.

Cole.

♪ Get outta town

Cole, by all means.

♪ Before it's too late, my love

Take it easy, old friend.

♪ Get outta town

♪ Be good to me please

♪ Why wish me harm?

SARA: Take care of him.

♪ Why not retire to a farm

♪ And be contented to charm

♪ The birds off the trees? ♪

We love you.

♪ It's done

♪ The little dream, it's done

♪ So bid me a fond farewell, we both had our fun

Cole.

♪ Was it Romeo or Juliet who said

♪ When about to die

♪ "Love is not all peaches and cream"

♪ Little dream

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

♪ Goodbye ♪

ELDERLY COLE: Lonely, miserable, melancholy.

What a perfect musical finale.

Don't worry.

Never open on a ballad, never end on one either.

(TRUMPET PLAYING)

♪ Do you hear that playing?

VOICES: ♪ Yes, we hear that playing

♪ Do you know who's playing?

VOICES: ♪ No, who is that playing?

♪ Well it's Gabriel, Gabriel playing, Gabriel, Gabriel saying

♪ "Will you be ready to go when I blow my horn?"

ALL: ♪ Oh, blow, Gabriel, blow

♪ Go on and blow, Gabriel, blow

♪ I've been a sinner, I've been a scamp

♪ But now I'm willing to trim my lamp

♪ So blow, Gabriel, blow

♪ Oh, I was low, Gabriel, low

♪ Mighty low, Gabriel, low

♪ But now since I have seen the light

♪ I'm good by day and I'm good by night

♪ So blow, Gabriel, blow

♪ Go on and blow, Gabriel, blow

♪ I want to join your happy band

♪ And play all day in the promised land

♪ So blow, Gabriel, blow

♪ Blow, Gabriel, blow

♪ Blow, Gabriel, blow

♪ Blow, Gabriel, blow

♪ Blow, Gabriel, blow, blow, blow

♪ I want to join your happy band

♪ And play all day in the promised land

♪ So blow, Gabriel, blow

♪ Blow, Gabriel, blow

♪ Blow, Gabriel, blow ♪

(GROANS)

(SIGHS)

♪ In the still of the night

♪ As I gaze from my window

♪ At the moon in its flight

♪ My thoughts all stray to you

♪ In the still of the night

♪ While the world is in slumber

♪ Oh, the times without number

♪ Darling, when I say to you

BOTH: ♪ "Do you love me

♪ "As I love you?

♪ "Are you my life to be

♪ "My dream come true?"

♪ Or will this dream of mine

♪ Fade out of sight

♪ Like the moon

♪ Growing dim on the rim

♪ Of the hill, in the chill

♪ Still of the night?

♪ Like the moon

♪ Growing dim on the rim

♪ Of the hill, in the chill

♪ Still of the night? ♪

♪ At words poetic, I'm so pathetic

♪ That I always have found it best

♪ Instead of getting them off my chest

♪ To let them rest, unexpressed

♪ I hate parading my serenading

♪ As I'll probably miss a bar

♪ But if this ditty is not so pretty

♪ At least it'll tell you how great you are

♪ You're the top

♪ You're the coliseum

♪ You're the top

♪ You're the Louvre museum

♪ You're the melody from a symphony by Strauss

♪ You're a Bendel bonnet, a Shakespeare sonnet

♪ You're Mickey Mouse

♪ You're the Nile

♪ You're the tower of Pisa

♪ You're the smile

♪ On the Mona Lisa

♪ I'm a worthless check, a total wreck, a flop

♪ But if baby I'm the bottom, you're the top

♪ You're romance

♪ You're the steppes of Russia

♪ You're the pants on a Roxy Usher

♪ I'm a lazy lout that's just about to stop

♪ But if, baby, I'm the bottom

♪ You're the top ♪

♪ The night is young the skies are clear

♪ So if you wanna go walking, dear

♪ It's delightful, it's delicious

♪ It's de-lovely

♪ I understand the reason why

♪ You're sentimental 'cause so am I

♪ It's delightful, it's delicious

♪ It's de-lovely

♪ You can tell at a glance

♪ What a swell night this is for romance

♪ You can hear dear mother nature

♪ Murmuring low, "Let yourself go!"

♪ So please be sweet, my chickadee

♪ And when I kiss you just say to me

♪ "it's delightful, it's delicious

♪ "it's delectable, it's delirious

♪ "it's dilemma, it's de-limit

♪ "It's deluxe, it's de-lovely" ♪

♪ But, that's why birds do it

♪ Bees do it

♪ Even educated fleas do it

♪ Let's do it

♪ Let's fall in love

♪ In Spain, the best upper sets do it

♪ Lithuanians and Letts do it

♪ Let's do it

♪ Let's fall in love

♪ The Dutch in old Amsterdam do it

♪ Not to mention the Finns

♪ Folks in Siam do it

♪ Think of Siamese twins

♪ Some Argentines without means do it

♪ People say in Boston even beans do it

♪ Let's do it

♪ Let's fall in love ♪

♪ You could have a great career

♪ And you should, yes, you should

♪ Only one thing stops you, dear

♪ You're too good, way too good

♪ If you want a future, darling

♪ Why don't you get a past?

♪ 'Cause that fatal moment's coming at last

♪ We're all alone, no chaperone

♪ Can get our number

♪ The world's in slumber

♪ Let's misbehave ♪

♪ Every time

♪ We say goodbye

♪ I die a little

♪ Every time

♪ We say goodbye

♪ I wonder why a little

♪ Why the gods above me

♪ Who must be in the know

♪ Think so little of me

♪ They allow you to go

♪ When you're near

♪ There's such an air

♪ Of spring about it

♪ I can hear

♪ A lark somewhere

♪ Begin to sing about it

♪ There's no love song finer

♪ But how strange the change

♪ From major to minor

♪ Every time

♪ We say

♪ Goodbye

♪ Goodbye ♪

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