Sunset Boulevard (1950) Soundboard Edit

A few evenings later, we were visiting one of the waxworks for bridge.

A middle aged lady, very foolish and very generous.

Afraid l'd do injury to that precious brainchild of hers.

All right, why don't you take a crack at Hollywood?

And had one of those car phones, all gold plated.

And must you chew gum?

And spare you a great deal of misery.

Better yet, come out and see for yourself.

Betty, wake up. Why are you staring at me like that?

But there's a microphone to catch the last gurgles,

But, it was better than sleeping in a raincoat and galoshes.

Call readers department, find out what they have on "Bases Loaded".

Come on in.

Dressing up was always just wearing my dark blue suit.

Even the newsreel guys came roaring in.

Feeding her lies and more lies, getting herself ready for a picture.

Get Gordon Cole. Tell him to forget about her car.

Give me a package of those Turkish cigarettes... Abdullas.

Great stars have great pride.

Hi, Artie. Evening, Miss Schaefer.

Hog eye, turn that light back where it belongs.

I could sense her watching me through those dark glasses,

I didn't much like the idea.

I gave her advice on an idiotic script

I guess that's the one you can see Catalina from, only this isn't the day.

I hated "Bases Loaded" because I knew your name. I'd heard you had talent.

I hope you haven't lost your sense of humour.

I like it that way. Maybe it's not very admirable.

I think pictures should say something.

I'd better press your evening clothes, sir.

I'll buy him five old cars if necessary.

I'm sorry, I cannot talk now.

I've got $1 million.

I've got a good deal here. A long term contract with no options.

If it was still open, back to the smirking delight of the office.

If you don't remember the face, you've heard the name. Norma Desmond?

Intimate, isn't it?

It came right through the old roof of my room above the garage.

It is, to me. That's why I came to this house and took this job, ghost writing.

It kept him from giving us an accompaniment on that organ.

It was made tougher with her around all the time, hovering over me,

It wasn't all work, of course.

Joe!

Joe.

Joe.

Kissing his cold, dead lips.

Let's have the car right outside. OK.

Life can be beautiful.

Madame is the greatest star of them all.

Madame will pardon me, the shadow over the left eye is not quite balanced.

Maybe because I used to play here when I was a kid.

Maybe you think you could...

Next time, I'll write you "The Naked and the Dead".

No one ever leaves a star. That's what makes one a star.

No, Phillip, we must be strong.

Nothing would please me more if it were possible.

Nothing, Madame. Somebody enquiring about a stray dog.

Now we need a topcoat. Show me your camel's hair.

Of those urgent calls from Paramount.

Or maybe some cement and ask for your footprint.

Performed with the utmost seriousness,

Plain crazy when it came to that one subject: her celluloid self.

Quiet, everybody!

She dances the dance of the seven veils.

So I kept it across the street behind Rudy's shoeshine parlour.

So long.

So we started working on it, nights when the studio was deserted,

Someone in the formal set, with a ten carat kidney stone?

Sure you are. And we're not helping her any.

Thank you, Max.

That Miss Havisham in her rotting wedding dress and her torn veil,

That room of hers. All satin and ruffles.

That sad, embarrassing revelation.

That's right, Betty, ask me again. This is Joe.

The body of a young man was found in the pool of her mansion,

The finest things have been written on an empty stomach.

The husbands, I should say. Madame's been married three times.

The poor dope! He always wanted a pool.

The time had come to take advantage of it. His name was Sheldrake.

Then I talked to a couple of yes men at Metro. To me, they said no.

There was a tennis court, or rather the ghost of a tennis court,

There was an Indian maharajah who came to beg one of her stockings.

There were three young directors who showed promise in those days.

There's a short stretch of my fiction you found worthy of notice?

They now added up to exactly zero.

They tell him he's got to throw the World Series?

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

Very good, Madame.

Was her life really as empty as that?

Was it a sudden quarrel? Had you had any trouble before?

We'll be working again. We'll make our greatest picture.

Well, thank you very much, thank you.

Well, this is where you came in.

What doctor? What's going on?

What is it, Max? Want to wash the car?

What right? You want me to tell you?

What's that?

Why don't you sit here and watch? Pictures have changed quite a bit.

Why? Her career? She got enough out of it. She's not forgotten.

Yep?

You need $300? Of course I could give you $300, only I'm not going to.

You owe three months' rent.

You see, this is my life. It always will be. There's nothing else.

You won't. I'll get us a refill of this horrible liquid.

Your apartment gave me a Crest View number.

Artie's out of town. What's Artie to do with it?

But this is half sold. In fact, I've given up writing.

Everything will be ready, Madame. Thank you, Max.

Give me your coat. Let it ride.

I made your bed this afternoon. How did you know I'd stay?

I think I'll read a little longer. You went out last night, didn't you?

I'm so glad to see you. You walked out on the mob?

I've been hoping to run into you. To recover your knife in my back?

Is that so? What's the matter? Anything missing?

Is this where you live? You bet.

Just so happens, we have a vacancy on the couch. I'll take it.

Nice job. It should be, it cost $300.

Not on the same floor with Valentino. Just follow me.

Or turn on the shower full blast. Or capture the kitchen.

Shall I start now? Seriously. I've got ideas.

That's a lie. They still want me. No, they don't.

Whose? Look around, there's a lot of her.

Why do you say that? I know.

You are going to stay? Yes.

You know I'm not afraid to die. That's between you and yourself.

You read the script, of course? Yes.

''Forgotten star a slayer. ';

''Screenplay by';, ''Original story by;'.