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