, Schwab's Drugstore Lyrics from "Sunset Boulevard"
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Schwab's Drugstore Lyricsby . From Sunset Boulevard Schwab's Drugstore by Schwab's is a Sunset Boulevard institution, a combination of soda-fountain, news-stand, tobacconist's and diner; it's crowded with movie people of one sort or another. It's closing time, and the patrons are on their last cup of coffee, preparing to drift away. ALL Every movie's a circus on the wire without a net JOANNA Coffee? MYRON I'm up too early shooting at seven I gotta go ALL Movies BOY What's wrong? MARY Can't get a screen test. Don't you hate it when a yes-man says no? ALL Movies GIRL Good part? BOY I'm a policeman "Hang up, punk" That's all I say. ACTOR First time you worked on the lot there ACTRESS I must say R. K.O are O.K. ALL Movies. BOY Then what? GIRL He pressed a button. Out of the wall fell a four-poster bed. ALL Movies. MYRON Busy? JOANNA They shot my screenplay MYRON Isn't that great? JOANNA No, they shot the thing dead. ALL Every movie's a circus on the wire without a net. BOY Lonely? GIRL That's how I like it. BOY Can't you be nice? GIRL Why? We're not on the set. ALL Movies. (JOE slips into the drugstore. ARTIE, who's sitting at the bar by the telephone greets HIM.) ARTIE Hey, Joe what are you, slumming? JOE Here for a meeting. ARTIE This time of night? ALL Movies. JOE Yeah, it's some studio smartass You know I'm famous for being polite. ALL Movies. ARTIE Guess what? I'm getting married. JOE Congratulations ARTIE She'll be right back. ALL Movies. ARTIE Fact is we were just leaving She's been stood up by some uppity hack. ALL Movies. JOE Married Who would have thought it? Why don't you look happy? Come on, be brave. ALL Movies. ARTIE It's this movie I'm shooting. JOE You first assistant? ARTIE More like a slave. ALL Every movie's a circus. ARTIE But this is a circus movie as well. Problems, nothing but problems. Animals, actors, two kinds of hell. ALL Every movie's a circus on the wire without a net. (BETTY comes in.) BETTY Well, hello, Mr. Gillis. ARTIE You two have met? JOE I'm the uppity hack. ARTIE And she's the studio smartass. BETTY What's going on here? (The phone rings. The BARMAN picks it up.) BARMAN (To ARTIE) Artie, they're calling you back. (BETTY and JOE move over to a table; there's a moment of awkwardness between them, before BETTY decides to grasp the nettle. As THEY begin their number, isolated phrases from ARTIE's phone call puncture their tentative conversation.) BETTY I just reread "Blind Windows" It needs some real re-working, of course. If we fixed up the opening ARTIE Call up the wrangler pay off the horse. JOE Girl meets boy That's a safe beginning BETTY It's nearly closing I thought you weren't going to show. JOE So did I. I felt it might be kinder BETTY What are you saying? JOE Come on, Miss Schaefer, you know. BETTY What? JOE Every time I see some young kid dreaming they'll produce a masterpiece I just want to throw them on the next train home. BETTY Never thought you'd be so condescending. JOE Sorry, Miss Schaefer I didn't come here to fight. BETTY Girl meets boy. If that's how you want it. She's a young teacher, he's a reporter. It's hate at first sight. JOE It won't sell, these days they want glamour: Fabulous heiress meets handsome Hollywood heel. The problem is, she thinks he's a burglar. Would you believe it? A wedding in the last reel. BETTY It doesn't have to be so mindless. You should write from your experience Give us something really moving; something true. JOE Who wants true? Who the hell wants moving? Moving means starving and true means holes in your shoe. BETTY No, you're wrong. They still make good pictures. Stick to your story, it's a good story. JOE O.K. Miss Schaefer; I give it to you. (HE's on his feet; BETTY is looking up at him, completely wrong-footed by his unexpected reaction.) BETTY What do you mean? JOE It's what I said. I've given up writing myself. So you write it. BETTY Oh, I'm not good enough to do it on my own. But I thought we could write it together. JOE I can't, I'm all tied up. BETTY Couldn't we work evenings? Six o'clock in the morning? I'd come to your place. JOE Look, Betty, it can't be done. It's out. (HE relents a little at her obvious disappointment, smiles apologetically) Let's keep in touch through Artie. That way if you get stuck, we can at least talk. (HE smiles at HER, relaxed now.) Write this down I'll give you some ground rules. Plenty of conflict but nice guy don't break the law. Girl meets boy she give herself completely and though she loves him JOE/BETTY She keeps one foot on the floor. BETTY No one dies except the best friend No one ever mentions communists No one takes a black friend to a restaurant. JOE Very good. Nothing I can teach you We could have had fun fighting the studio. BETTY Yes, Mr. Gillis. That's just what I want. ARTIE What a nightmare. Good to see you. Come to my new year party. JOE Last year it got out of hand. ARTIE Guaranteed bad behavior. JOE See you then. BETTY Don't give up, you're too good. (SHE begins to move off with ARTIE.) JOE Thanks. (THEY leave; and JOE is the last customer in the drugstore, staring ruefully into his cup of coffee.)
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