Sunday Showcase

Al Manheim:
Out here [referring to Hollywood] , success is an aphrodisiac; it smells of [pause] , of musk and lavender. You've got to admit, even you yourself find it attractive. I've been watching you watch Sammy.

Kit Sargent:
You're partly right. Sometimes he drives me into such a rage, I could tear him apart. And the next minute I have a [pause] crazy desire to hold all that frenzy and violence. Does that make you uncomfortable?

Al Manheim:
Yes, but I'm glad you told me.

Kit Sargent:
So am I. You're a good guy to tell things to, Al. I feel as though I opened a window and hung my mind out to air [laughs] .

Al Manheim:
[Moving closer beside her and starting to put his arm around her shoulder] You know that when you open those windows...

Kit Sargent:
[Pulling away abruptly and moving quickly to another part of the balcony they are on] Shall I mix another batch of cocktails or just some more metaphors?

Al Manheim:
Alright, let's stop talking and just be clever.

[first lines]

Al Manheim:
Alright. Alright. [moves across bedroom to stand in front of a dresser with a mirror, picks up an invitation and reads from it, talking to a woman getting dressed in another part of the room] "Worldwide Pictures requests the pleasure of your company at a dinner honoring Mr. Samuel Glick." [tosses invitation down on dresser top, looks in mirror and begins tying a black bowtie] That's our Sammy. [continues to quote parts of the invitation from memory] "... the occasion of his appointment as chairman of the board. Windsor Room, Park Wilshire Hotel. RSVP." Black tie, yet. "RSVP" - Remember Sammy's vengeful power. I dare anyone not to attend!