Back at the House on Sunset

Where have you been?

Out i assume I can go out when I feel like it

Madame is quite agitated
Earlier this evening
She wanted you for something and
You could not be found

Well, that's tough

I don't think you understand
Mr gillis madame is extremely
Fragile she has moments
Of melancholy there have
Been suicide attempts

Why? Because of her career?
She's done well enough
Look at all the fan mail she gets every day

I wouldn't look too closely at the
Postmarks if I were you

You mean you write them?

Will you be requiring some
Supper this evening, sir?

No and Max?

Yes, sir?

Who the hell do you think you are
Bringing my stuff up from
My apartment without
Consulting me? I have a life of
My own - now you're telling me I'm
Supposed to be a prisoner here

I think, perhaps, sir
You will have to make up your mind
To abide by the rules of this house that is
If you want the job

I started work on the script
I hacked my way through the thicket
A maze of fragmented ramblings
By a soul in limbo
She hovered there like a hawk
Afraid I'd damage her baby

What's that?

I thought we might cut away
From the slave market

Cut away from me?

Norma, they don't want you in every scene

Of course they do what else would they
Have come for? Put it back

I'd made my first big mistake
I'd put my foot in the quicksand
It wouldn't be a few days
Paste and scissors this would take weeks

The house was always so quiet
Just me and Max and that organ
No one phoned and nobody ever came
And there was only one kind
Of entertainment on hand

Max, what's on this evening?
I hope it's not one of her weepy melodramas

We'll be showing
One of Madam's enduring classics
The Ordeal of Joan of Arc

Oh, God we saw that last week

A masterpiece can never pall
She is the greatest star of all