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The scarring is from syphilis.
I think of you as a chum.
And we'd play <i>The Swan</i> and...
<i>And we'll all be thinking of Samuel.</i>
And I was wearing a violet velvet gown.
I know. It's hard to believe, isn't it?
- Get her off! - Somebody call the cops!
Good.
<i>♪ Ha, ah, ha, ha, ha, ha!</i>
For 25 years, I have kept the mockers and scoffers at bay.
<i>- ♪ My costume, my air of grandee</i> - Control yourself, Agnes.
Oh.
Given the sacrifices you have made, it's the very least I can do.
We are a family.
Yes, but she's a young woman with a young woman's strength and...
Oh, my hat!
Bright star!...
I would say I gave an adequate performance.
You have been absent from the stage for far too long, Bunny.
<i>♪ Ah, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha</i>
<i>♪ At another door</i>
I wish you a speedy recovery, Mrs Stark.
We did it.
- Hmm? - Some more.
But Dr Hermann was very, very specific about excitement.
Please, Cosmé, will you do it?
Well, Lily Pons's voice filled it. She's just a little bird.
How much?
Not for a singer of your ability.
- Are you fond of sandwiches? - Yes.
Bravo.
<i>♪ Like a bird</i>
Stay the night.
Hm-hm.
- How did it go? - Very, very well, thank you.
Carlton Smith in the <i>Musical Courier</i> says it was the event of the season.
Hey. Hey!
Oh, no, don't thank me.
He told me so.
I'm not destitute.
Ah.
I know, I know.
Is that what you think?
Believe me, there's no shortage of love between any of us.
"Madam Jenkins's performance conquers Carnegie Hall."
If you truly love me...
Madam Florence, you must go on now.
Gee. Thank you, Madam Florence.
I study an hour every day.
You know, I played for the president, when I was eight years old.
- Hmm. - He sells meat in cans.
- Cosmé. - Good evening, Mr Bayfield.
Yes, of course, of course.
but is there any way we could persuade you to part with your newspaper?
<i>♪ How the music we used to know</i>
How much did he want?
<i>♪ Song we sang on the night when I'm in your arms</i>
I love you. Sing!
- Oh, my hat. - Not passionate enough?
She's not here. She's at a meeting.
You are not to touch that briefcase or to enquire as to its contents.
but I seem to just get better and better.
Hmm.
Goodness me.
- Not a second longer. Please. - Shh!
Oh.
You kiss your mother with that mouth? Sit your ass down. Shame on you!
For October 25th.
St Clair, are you there?
Oh, Mr Bayfield. I am so excited.
and that's why we love her.
Have you seen the reviews, Whitey?
Excitement stimulates the disease. She needs rest, Mr Bayfield.
- Who is that? - It's me, Mr McMoon. How are you?
- All set? - I guess.
St Clair, are you in there?
<i>♪ I've got something I want to show you!</i>
my... my... my reason desert me.
And swing as though it's through molasses.
I am so very sorry.
Do I need to remind you that Madam Florence
Is ours not a happy world, Cosmé? Do we not have fun?
<i>We have a caller on line one, Mrs Edna Hoffman of New Jersey.</i>
- Hey, Georgie boy, catch! - Wahey!