:16:00
And there was a little theatre group there,
like a drop of rain on the desert.
:16:05
That's where I met Eddie.
:16:07
He was a radio technician.
:16:10
We played Liliomfor three performances.
:16:14
I was awful.
:16:17
Then the war came and we got married.
:16:20
Eddie was in the air force.
:16:22
They sent him to the South Pacific.
:16:25
You were with the OWl, weren'tyou,
Mr Richards? That's what Who's Who says.
:16:31
Well, with Eddie gone,
my life went backto beer.
:16:35
Except for a letter a week.
:16:38
One week he wrote me
he had leave coming up.
:16:41
I'd saved my money and vacation time
and went to San Francisco to meet him.
:16:47
But Eddie wasn't there.
:16:50
They forwarded the telegram from Milwaukee.
:16:53
The one that came from Washington.
:16:55
To say that... Eddie wasn't coming at all.
:16:59
That Eddie was dead.
:17:08
I figured I'd stay in San Francisco.
:17:10
I was alone. I couldn't go back without Eddie.
:17:15
I found a job, and his insurance helped.
:17:19
And there were theatres in San Francisco.
:17:22
And then, one night, Margo Channing
came to play in Remembrance,
:17:26
and I went to see it.
:17:31
Well...
:17:32
Here I am.
:17:40
What a story. Everything but
the bloodhounds snapping at her rear end.
:17:45
There are some human experiences that
do not take place in a vaudeville house!
:17:49
And that even a fifth-rate vaudevillian
should understand and respect.
:17:54
- I want to apologise for Birdie.
- You don't have to apologise for me.