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There's been a call What did I say They want to see me right away Joe, Paramount, they love our child Mr. DeMille is going wild Well, that's wonderful, Norma But it was some fool assistant Not acceptable at all It he wants me, then Cecil B Himself must call I don't know if this is the time to stand on ceremony I've been waiting twenty years now What's a few more days, my dear It's happened, Joe I told you so The perfect year Now, let's go upstairs Shouldn't you at least call back No; they can wait until I'm good and ready
It took her three days and she was ready She checked with her astrologer Who sacrificed a chicken She dressed up like a pharaoh Slapped on a pound of make-up And set forth in her chariot Poor Norma So happy Re-entering her kingdom
If you will pardon me, Madame, the shadow over the left eye is not quite balanced Thank you, Max Hey, that's enough of that To see Mr. DeMille. Open the gate Mr. DeMille is shooting. You need an appointment This is Norma Desmond. No appointment is necessary Norma who Jonesy Why, if it isn't Miss Desmond. How have you been, Miss Desmond Fine, Jonesy. Open the gate You heard Miss Desmond They don't have a pass Stage 18, Miss Desmond Thank you, Jonesy And teach your friend some manners Tell him without me, there wouldn't be any Paramount Studio Get me Stage 18. I have a message for Mr. DeMille Mr. DeMille What is it Norma Desmond is here to see you, Mr. DeMille Norma Desmond She's here at the studio It must be about that appalling script of hers. What shall I say Maybe I could give her the brush Thirty million fans have given her the brush. Isn't that enough Give me a minute Won't you come along, darling It's your script. It's your show Good luck Thank you, darling Miss Desmond Well, well, well Hello, Mr. DeMille The last time I saw you, we were someplace terribly gay I was dancing on the table A lot of people were Lindbergh had just landed You read the script, of course Well, yes Now, I know how busy you are during shooting But I really think you could have picked up the phone yourself Instead of leaving it so some assistant I don't know what you mean, Norma Yes, you do Come on in
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