With One Look – Sunset Boulevard

ACT ONE cont…

4. CAR CHASE

5. AT THE HOUSE ON SUNSET

JOE

What a lovely sight! At the end of the driveway: a great big empty garage.

This thing must burn up ten gallons to a mile.

Christ, where am I?

I had landed

In the garden of some palazzo

Like an abandoned movie set

VOICE

You there!

Why are you so late?

MAX

This way.

JOE

Hey look, buddy, I just pulled my car…

MAX

And wipe your feet!

VOICE

Max! Tell him to wait!

MAX

You heard.

If you need my help with the coffin, call me.

JOE

Hey, wait a minute… Hey, buddy…

NORMA

Any laws against burying him in the garden?

JOE

I wouldn’t know.

NORMA

I don’t care anyway.

6. SURRENDER

NORMA

No more wars to fight

White flags fly tonight

You are out of danger now

Battlefield is still

Wild poppies on the hill

Peace can only come when you surrender

Here the tracers fly

Lighting up the sky

But I’ll fight on to the end

Let them send their armies

I will never bend

I won’t see you now ’til I surrender

I’ll see you again when I surrender

Now don’t you give me a fancy price just because I’m rich.

JOE

Look, lady, you’ve got the wrong man.

I had some trouble with my car, I just pulled into your driveway.

NORMA

Get out.

JOE

O.K. And I’m sorry you lost your friend.

NORMA

Get out of here.

JOE

Haven’t I seen you somewhere before?

NORMA

Or shall I call my servant?

JOE

Aren’t you Norma Desmond? You used to be in pictures.

You used to be big.

NORMA

I am big. It’s the pictures that got small.

Once upon a time

Not long ago

The head of any studio

Knew how and when to play his aces

Now they put some

Talentless unknown

Beneath their sacred microphone

We didn’t need words

We had faces

Yes, they took all the idols and smashed them

The Fairbanks, the Gilberts, the Valentinos

They trampled on what was divine

They threw away the gold of silence

When all they needed was this face of mine

JOE

Hey! Don’t blame me, I’m just a writer.

7. WITH ONE LOOK

NORMA

With one look

I can break your heart

With one look

I play every part

I can make your sad heart sing

With one look you’ll know

All you need to know

With one smile

I’m the girl next door

Or the love that you’ve hungered for

When I speak it’s with my soul

I can play any role

No words can tell

The stories my eyes tell

Watch me when I frown

You can’t write that down

You know I’m right

It’s there in black and white

When I look your way

You’ll hear what I say

Yes, with one look

I put words to shame

Just one look

Sets the screen aflame

Silent music starts to play

One tear in my eye

Makes the whole world cry

With one look

They’ll forgive the past

They’ll rejoice: I’ve returned at last

To my people in the dark

Still out there in the dark…

Silent music starts to play

With one look you’ll know

All you need to know

With one look

I’ll ignite a blaze

I’ll return to my glory days

They’ll say Norma’s back at last

This time I am staying

I’m staying for good

I’ll be back

Where I was born to be

With one look

I’ll be me

8. SALOME

NORMA

Now go.

JOE

Next time I’ll bring my autograph album.

NORMA

Just a minute, you.

Did you say you were a writer?

JOE

That’s what it says on my guild card.

NORMA

And you’re written pictures?

JOE

Sure have. Would you like to see my credits?

NORMA

Come over here. I want to ask you something.

Just what sort of length is a movie script these days?

JOE

Depends.

NORMA

I wrote this. It’s a very important picture.

JOE

Look like six very important pictures.

NORMA

It’s for DeMille to direct.

JOE

Oh, yeah? And will you be in it?

NORMA

Of course. What do you think?

JOE

Just asking. I didn’t know you were planning a comeback.

NORMA

I hate that word. It’s a return.

JOE

Well…fair enough.

NORMA

I want you to read it.

JOE

You shouldn’t let another writer read your stuff. He may steal it.

NORMA

I’m not afraid. Sit down. Max!

Bring something to drink.

MAX

Yes, Madame.

NORMA

I said sit down!

It’s about Salome.

Salome: the story of a woman. The woman who was all women.

Salome, what a woman, what a part!

Innocent body and a sinful heart

Inflaming Herod’s lust

But secretly loving a holy man

No one could play her like I can

JOE

Well, I had nothing urgent coming up

I thought I might as well skim it

It’s fun to see how bad bad writing can be

This promised to go to the limit

NORMA

There’s so many great scenes, I can’t wait

A boiling cauldron of love and hate

She toys with Herod

‘Til he’s putty in her hands

He reels tormented through the desert sands

JOE

It sure was a real cheery set-up

The wind wheezing through that organ

Max shuffling around and a dead ape dumped on a shelf

And her staring like a gorgon

NORMA

They drag the Baptist up from the jails

She dances the dance of the seven veils

Herod says: I’ll give you anything

JOE

Now it was time for some comedy relief

The guy with the baby casket

Must have seen a thing or two, that chimp

Shame it was too late to ask it

NORMA

Have you got to the scene where asks for his head?

If she can’t have him living

She’ll take him dead

They bring in his head on a silver tray

She kisses his mouth. It’s a great screenplay!

JOE

It got to be eleven, I was feeling ill

What the hell was I doing?

Melodrama and sweet champagne

And a garbled plot from a scrambled brain

But I had my own plot brewing

Just how old is Salome?

NORMA

Sixteen.

JOE

I see.

NORMA

Well?

JOE

It’s fascinating.

NORMA

Of course it is.

JOE

Could be it’s a little long

Maybe the opening’s wrong

But it’s extremely good for a beginner

NORMA

No, it’s a perfect start

I wrote that with my heart

The river-bank, the baptist and the sinner

JOE

Shouldn’t there be some dialogue?

NORMA

I can say anything I want with my eyes

JOE

It could use a few cuts

NORMA

I will not have it butchered!

JOE

I’m not talking limb from limb

I just mean a little trim

All you need is someone who can edit

NORMA

I want someone with a knack

Not just any studio hack

And don’t think for a moment I’d share credit!

When were you born?

JOE

December 21st, why?

NORMA

I like Sagittarians. You can trust them.

JOE

Thanks.

NORMA

I want you to do this work.

JOE

Me? Gee, I don’t know, I’m busy. I just finished one script and I’m about to start a new assignment.

NORMA

I don’t care.

JOE

I’m pretty expensive. I get five hundred a week.

NORMA

Don’t you worry about money. I’ll make it worth your while.

JOE

Well, it’s getting kind of late.

NORMA

Are you married, Mr…?

JOE

The name is Gillis. Single.

NORMA

Where do you live?

JOE

Hollywood. Alto Nido Apartments.

NORMA

You’ll stay here.

JOE

I’ll come back early tomorrow.

NORMA

Nonsense, there’s a room over the garage. Max will take you there. Max!

MAX

Yes, Madame.

NORMA

Take Mr. Gillis to the guest room.

We’ll begin a nine sharp.

JOE

Now this is more like it.

MAX

I made up the bed this afternoon.

JOE

Thanks.

How did you know I was going to stay?

MAX

There’s soap and a toothbrush in the bathroom.

JOE

She’s quite a character, isn’t she, that Norma Desmond?

9. THE GREATEST STAR OF ALL

MAX

Once, you won’t remember

If you said Hollywood, hers was the face you’d think of

Her face on every billboard

In just a single week, she’s get ten thousand letters

Men would offer

Fortunes for a bloom from her corsage

Or a few strands of her hair

Today, she’s half-forgotten

But it’s the pictures that got small

She is the greatest star of all

Then, you can’t imagine

How fans would sacrifice themselves to touch her shadow

There was a maharajah

Who hanged himself with one of her discarded stockings

She’s immortal

Caught inside that flickering light beam

Is a youth which cannot fade

Madame’s a living legend;

I’ve seen so many idols fall

She is the greatest star of all

JOE (V.O.)

When he’d gone, I stook looking out the window for a while. There was the ghost of a tennis court with faded markings and a sagging net. There was an empty pool where Clara Bows and Fatty Arbuckle must have swum 10,000 midnights ago. And then there was something else: the chimp’s last rites, as if she were laying a child to rest. Was her life really as empty as that?

10. EVERY MOVIE’S A CIRCUS (Reprise)

ALL

Every movie’s a circus

On the wire without a net

JOANNA

Coffee?

MYRON

I’m up too early

Shooting at seven

I gotta go

ALL

Movies

BOY

What’s wrong?

GIRL

Can’t get a screen test

Don’t you hate it

When a yes-man says no?

ALL

Movies

GIRL

Good part?

BOY

I’m a policeman

“Hands up, punk!”

That’s all I say

ACTOR

First time you’ve worked on the lot there

ACTRESS

I must say R.K.O. are O.K.

ALL

Movies

BOY

Then what?

GIRL

He pressed a button

Out of the wall

Fell a four-poster bed

ALL

Movies

MYRON

Busy?

JOANNA

They shot my screenplay

MYRON

Isn’t that great?

JOANNA

No, they shot the thing dead

ALL

Every movie’s a circus

On the wire without a net

BOY

Lonely?

GIRL

That’s how I like it.

BOY

Can’t you be nice?

GIRL

Why? We’re not on the set.

ALL

Movies

ARTIE

Hey, Joe

What are you, slumming?

JOE

Here for a meeting

ARTIE

This time of night?

ALL

Movies

JOE

Yeah, it’s some studio smartass

You know I’m famous for being polite

ALL

Movies

ARTIE

Guess what?

I’m getting married

JOE

Congratulations

ARTIE

She’ll be right back

ALL

Movies

ARTIE

Fact is, we were just leaving

She’s been stood up by some uppity hack

ALL

Movies

JOE

Married. Who would have thought it?

Why don’t you look happy?

Come on, be brave

ALL

Movies

ARTIE

It’s this movie I’m shooting

JOE

You first assistant?

ARTIE

More like a slave

ALL

Every movie’s a circus

ARTIE

But this is a circus movie as well

Problems, nothing but problems

Animals, actors

Two kinds of hell

ALL

Every movie’s a circus

On the wire without a net

BETTY

Well hello, Mr. Gillis

ARTIE

You two have met?

JOE

I’m the uppity hack

ARTIE

And she’s the studio smartass

BETTY

What’s going on here?

BARMAN

Artie, they’re calling you back.

BETTY

I just reread “Blind Windows”

It needs some real re-working, of course

If we fixed up the opening

ARTIE

Call up the wrangler

Pay off the horse

11. GIRL MEETS BOY

JOE

Girl meets boy

That’s a safe beginning

BETTY

It’s nearly closing

I thought you weren’t going to show

JOE

So did I

I felt it might be kinder

BETTY

What are you saying?

JOE

Come on, Miss Schaefer, you know

BETTY

What?

JOE

Every time I see some young kid

Dreaming they’ll produce a masterpiece

I just want to throw them on the next train home

BETTY

Never thought

You’d be so condescending

JOE

Sorry, Miss Schaefer

I didn’t come here to fight

BETTY

Girl meets boy

If that’s how you want it

She’s a young teacher

He’s a reporter

It’s hate at first sight

JOE

It won’t sell

These days they want glamour

Fabulous heiress meets handsome Hollywood heel

The problem is

She thinks he’s a burglar

Would you believe it?

A wedding in the last reel

BETTY

It doesn’t have to be so mindless

You should write from your experience

Give us something really moving;

Something true

JOE

Who wants true?

Who the hell wants moving?

Moving means starving

And true means holes in your shoe

BETTY

No, you’re wrong

They still make good pictures

Stick to your story

It’s a good story

JOE

O.K., Miss Schaefer:

I give it to you

BETTY

What do you mean?

JOE

Just what I said. I’ve given up writing myself. So you write it.

BETTY

Oh, I’m not good enough to do it on my own.

But I thought we could write it together.

JOE

I can’t. I’m all tied up.

BETTY

Couldn’t we work evenings? Six o’clock in the morning? I’d come to your place.

JOE

Look, Betty, it can’t be done. It’s out.

Let’s keep in touch through Artie.

That way if you get stuck, we can at least talk.

Write this down

I’ll give you some ground rules

Plenty of conflict

But nice guys don’t break the law

Girl meets boy

She gives herself completely

And though she loves him

JOE/BETTY

She keeps one foot on the floor

BETTY

No one dies except the best friend

No one ever mentions communists

No one takes a black friend to a restaurant

JOE

Very good.

Nothing I can teach you.

We could have had fun

Fighting the studio

BETTY

Yes, Mr. Gillis

That’s just what I want.

ARTIE

What a nightmare

Good to see you

Come to my new year’s party

JOE

Last year it got out of hand

ARTIE

Guaranteed bad behaviour

JOE

See you then

BETTY

Don’t give up

You’re too good

JOE

Thanks.

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