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Still wonderful, isn't it?
And no dialogue.

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We didn't need dialogue.
We had faces.

:31:22
There just aren't any faces like
that any more. Maybe one, Garbo.

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Those idiot producers, those imbeciles!
Haven't they got eyes?

:31:34
Have they forgotten
what a star looks like?

:31:37
I'll be up there again, so help me!
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Sometimes there'd be
a little bridge game.

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With a twentieth of a cent a point.
I'd get half her winnings.

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Once they ran up to 70 cents, which
was about the only cash I ever got.

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The other players
would be actor friends,

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dim figures you may still remember
from the silent days.

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I thought of them as her waxworks.
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- One diamond.
- One heart.

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- A spade.
- Pass.

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- Three no trump.
- Pass.

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- Pass.
- Empty the ashtray, Joe, dear.

:32:55
- Some men outside ask for you.
- I'm not here.

:32:57
- That's what I said.
- Good.


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