Dinner at Eight
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:30:02
- No, l'm not, honey, but you know
- Wayne, darling!

:30:19
Look at you, quivering with pride.
:30:22
Just 'cause you're going to be ate tonight
by Lord and Lady what's his name.

:30:32
The aspic.
:30:36
- lt's too divine, Mrs. Wendel.
- Thank you, ma'am.

:30:39
lt was the only thing l was worried about.
:30:41
No, l think that's better, Mrs. Wendel.
:30:44
What is it, The Wreck of the Hesperus?
:30:47
lt's the British lion
in honor of Lord Ferncliffe.

:30:49
lt will just make the dinner.
:30:51
lsn't that Aunt Emma's vegetable dish?
:30:54
Yes, isn't it lovely?
:31:03
- This just came, Mrs. Jordan.
- Thank you, Dora.

:31:06
l can still remember
when a telegram always meant bad news.

:31:11
- Good heavens!
- You see?

:31:13
Freddy Hope, my extra man,
he's got pneumonia.

:31:16
Of all the thoughtless, selfish....
On the day of my dinner, too.

:31:20
What am l going to do?
:31:21
Why do anything?
:31:23
l never could understand why
it has to be just even, male and female.

:31:27
They're invited for dinner, not for mating.
:31:30
l don't know where to find someone
who'll fit in with the Ferncliffes.

:31:34
Nothing but a rubber plant would fit in
with the Ferncliffes.

:31:36
Why don't you get an actor for Carlotta?
:31:38
- An actor?
- A movie star.

:31:40
Aren't there any movie stars around?
:31:42
l've got it. Larry Renault.
He'd be too marvelous.

:31:45
- l wonder if he's still in town.
- He was in town yesterday.

:31:48
Ed, the movie hound, read me an interview
with him in last night's Telegram.

:31:52
He's leaving pictures and going into a play.
:31:54
And he knows Carlotta.
:31:55
We met him at her place in Antibes
three years ago. He was a sensation.

:31:59
The girls fighting to get into his car.
And on the beach...


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