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Quotes
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Derek Wills : I think you'd make a pretty good Marilyn... I see you, you know. In my head.
Karen Cartwright : Really?
Derek Wills : Mm-hmm.
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Tom Levitt : [movie star wants to get rid of one of his songs] I hate her!
Julia Houston : [to Derek] Would you please close the door?
Tom Levitt : [angrily] You don't replace songs with scenes!
Derek Wills : [closes door] I didn't say I would.
Tom Levitt : You didn't say you wouldn't.
Derek Wills : There's a lot of ways to build a musical, Tom.
Tom Levitt : [sarcastic] Like bringing in outside songwriters?
Julia Houston : Let's not go back to that.
Derek Wills : [scoffs] It was hardly out of line. It happens all the time.
Tom Levitt : People cave in to actresses all the time, too.
Derek Wills : [fiercely] Meaning?
Tom Levitt : You're the director. Why don't you... Ah, what's the word? Direct?
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Derek Wills : I will not have my stage manager hijacked to make smoothies. Especially if we have to rewrite half the show just so she can do it.
Eileen Rand : What do you want me to say?
Derek Wills : I want you to say "Derek, you are in charge, and I will speak to our star and tell her how to behave."
Eileen Rand : I did that last week.
Derek Wills : Do it again.
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Rebecca Duvall : [re playing Marilyn] People look at picture books, but I don't want her to be two-dimensional. I need to get inside her. I wanna be her.
Derek Wills : Oh, yeah, is that why you are late all the time?
Rebecca Duvall : That's very funny. But actually, you're not far off. Why was she late all the time? She was so passive and innocent and vulnerable... And can we just look at Let's Be Bad?
Derek Wills : No, we can't. The room's not set up for it, mainly... because stage management is out in the hall making smoothies.
Linda : [enters with movie star's favorite drink] Here I am.
Derek Wills : [sarcastically] Joy.
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Derek Wills : [confronting photographer] Get that thing out of my face!
[grabs camera, hurls it away]
photographer : Hey, hey! I can have you arrested for that!
Derek Wills : [smirks] Well, good luck with that.
[to Rebecca:]
Derek Wills : Let's go! I want them gone.
Rebecca Duvall : [scoffs] I don't tell them...
Derek Wills : Just call your publicist and get rid of them. And get your arse to my rehearsal on time, and stop messing about with your understudy.
[they reach elevator, and stand waiting]
Derek Wills : In fact, stop messing about with me.
[she can only nod]
Derek Wills : This show is going to Broadway where it is gonna be a blinding hit. I am not about to let some stupid little movie star with childish powers use it to stop it. Or me!
[enters elevator]
Rebecca Duvall : Okay.
[follows him in]
Rebecca Duvall : Chip?
[offers]
Derek Wills : No.
[elevator doors close]
