:57:05
I didn't...
:57:09
realize what
an inspiration...
:57:12
you've been
to my writing.
:57:14
Oh, David.
:57:16
Dear, dear David.
:57:19
Pungent,
seething artist.
:57:22
The cocoon
has opened.
:57:30
I would give my body freely to
the man who wrote those words.
:57:34
Those glorious,
powerful words.
:57:38
- Helen--
- No, don't speak.
:57:40
- [ Mumbling ]
- Don't speak. Don't speak.
No. Silence. Silence.
:57:43
- Don't speak.
- [ Mumbles ] Please.
:57:49
[ David ] September 28.
The play is working much better now.
:57:53
Helen has been getting on more
pleasantly with Eden, and I
believe she likes Mr. Woofles.
:57:57
- [ Barking ]
- Back! Back! Back! Back!
:58:00
[ David ] Warner Purcell and Olive seem
to always be exchanging coy glances.
:58:04
I don't know if it's my imagination, but
he seems to have put on a little weight.
:58:08
Perhaps the tension of our
upcoming Boston opening has
caused him to cheat on his diet.
:58:14
[ David ] Can we go
from "God of our fathers"?
:58:19
Take it from
"God of our fathers."
:58:28
[ Ellen ] Oh! God of our fathers,
help me! Help me!
:58:33
I was thinkin' about
when Sylvia's in the crazy house--
:58:37
- Sanitarium.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
:58:39
- She gets the D.T.s,
and she sees things.
- She hallucinates.
:58:42
- No, she sees things.
You know, like visions.
- Like what kind of visions?
:58:46
- Like her dead husband,
and then they have that talk.
- The one in the third act?
:58:51
That's right. She couldn't
face up to him when he was alive.
:58:54
That's great. That's great.
That's great.
:58:58
- It is great.
- Why didn't I think of that?