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:57:01
Wait a minute.
I want you to get out the car.

:57:04
Take the script to Paramount and
deliver it to Mr. DeMille in person.

:57:08
Very good, Madame.
:57:15
- You really sending it to DeMille?
- Yes, I am.

:57:18
This is the day.
:57:20
Here's the chart from my astrologer.
She read my horoscope and DeMille's.

:57:22
She read the script?
:57:24
DeMille is Leo. I'm Scorpio.
Mars has been transiting Jupiter.

:57:28
Today is the day
of the greatest conjunction.

:57:32
Turn around, darling.
Let me dry you.

:57:37
I hope you realize that scripts
don't sell on astrologers' charts.

:57:41
I'm not just selling the script,
I'm selling me.

:57:43
DeMille always said
I was his greatest star.

:57:46
When did he say it, Norma?
:57:49
All right, it was
quite a few years ago.

:57:51
The point is,
I never looked better in my life.

:57:54
You know why? Because I've
never been as happy in my life.

:58:03
A few evenings later we were going to
the house of one of the waxworks...

:58:06
for some bridge.
:58:08
She'd taught me
how to play bridge by then...

:58:11
just as she'd taught me
some fancy tango steps...

:58:14
and what wine to drink
with what fish.

:58:19
That idiot. He forgot
to fill my cigarette case.

:58:23
Here, have one of mine.
:58:25
They're dreadful.
They make me cough.

:58:30
Pull up to the drugstore, Max.
I'll get you some.

:58:34
You're a darling.
:58:57
Give me a package
of those Turkish cigarettes--


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