Maryland independent. [volume] (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1874-current, 1934-06-08

ihat Us. only ne anu one Oh tue
girls are talking at oncel
GLITz: Well. why don't you sock
H.; him in the pussY
FIRST GAL: Crhey're all dressed
now we notice, In nothing but large
fecsimiles OF liquor labels, done In
z, uze and beads): don't have to
hang around this crummy dump and
take insults from q rat like him. We
originated our speciality dance in this
Spirit of Repeal number, and we can
take It to some other studio.
GLITZ: okay. little lady. see
what you mean and III fixing 1t up
Immediate. Now just run along and
take yourselves a vacation for today
Tomorrow promise you everything is
igSe and Leroy don't bother you no
more.
(They murmur a bit longer, but
shortly he's purred them right out
of the office Stevens rushes back,
but Glitz is busy with the phone)
GLITZ: Give me sam Klein in the
LEGAL department Hello. Sam
Theodore speakink want you
Should right away copyright all the
ST Fps and costumes in Leroy's new
Gances-particular the Spirit Of Re.
pal. You can get pictures from him.
AID listen; tear up the contracts of
AZ zone who amt on the set when you
60 over there; see?
He hangs up and sits back, ut
terly placid)
STEVENS: Introducing just a
touch of wheedle) Now, L. T.. just
authorize those few extra dollars. and
We can both get back to work.
GLITz: This is my work. Amt
| built career arguing birds like you
down?
STEVENS; 1.-THE lids off again. {:
Yes. you shorts sighted, haggling i'm
bceile-that's all you know how to do !
Here ] Arow my whole soul into ere
ating marvellous production, and
then have to wear myself out plead
In; for 4 pittance God, the mockery
of it,
tThat door has burst open
again; this time its a pair of odd
iy assorted chaps In deshabille.
one is enormous and nearly bald;
he other slight, sleek haired and
intense looking, The second hur.
ries over to seat himself at the
grand piano by the windows. The
huge one hoyers over Herr Glltz)
LARGE GENT: trapturously) L.
r.. Iisten-slt still-hold your breath
Get ready for the biggest thing that's
ever happened in music, even from us
It's called "Sapphires in the Starlight
All right, phil-go ahead.
trhil obeys. tumbling over the
Keys in a sor; Of berserk abandon,
while the other gives voice. 1t
really turns out to be pretty nice
little song, at that, considering its
daring novelty: the sapphlres are
your eyes" and starlight "the
light Of love for me-" Soon it's
ended. and the two composers are
facing Glitz expectantly)
GLITz: Boys, that's nice. What is
TIA rumble?
PHIL (wailing): No. no-waltz, l..
T.! Don't you get it? Da-da-de-de-
du.a. dum-dum-de-de-da. See?-perfect
thtee-four time.
GLITZ: Oh, sure! All right, boys;
Wen find for it spot in the next mu-
sicl. So long.
LARGE GENT: Wait a minute, l..
T.. This is more than just another
tune; it's a cineh hit. Couldn't we rate
a better deal on royalties?
GLITZ: Nix, nix; you know how
he contract reads on that.
PHIL: Well, then how about lit
tie salary raise for this piece?
GLITZ; Stop it. boys. There amt
no raises being passed out in times
lille this. Now scram along, please.
(rhey take it with shrug and
sigh, and depart Instantly the
director, who's been fretting him
self up to a real peak, resumes
the attack
STEVENS: Dammit, man, you let
every petty interruption take prece-
dcncS over this vital matter ! want
settled VIII you for the love OF
heaven give me an order for that ad-
dltional five thousand?
GLITZ (precisely the same as an
hour ago): Positively no, Leo. 1 amt
tossing away no more gelt on that
show. You gotta find some other way
to get by.
(Thafs all Stevens can stand, at
least for one session. He lets go
one purple oath, deliberately
knocks row Of books onto the
floor, and storms from the room.
Now for a moment L. Theodore
Glitz is done-a paunchy, sallow,
rather forIorn appearing little man
in that ornate place. Then the
phone ring9
GLITZ Onto it,: Yeah? {.
Sure-of course l will, baby :. !.
You want what? Oh-okay
So? Hum, see see
should say mott 9.
Why, absolutely you get it Now
love papa little? Heb, heh;
that's swell! G'by, sweetie-
bunch.
(Restoring the instrument, he
turns at once to the photograph at
his elbow and snaps its switch.
We hear a hollow sound from the
screened box, and then L. 7. is
speaking, his tone again that of
the dynamic and commanding cap
tain
GLITZ; Take some notes: Tell
Sam Klein said he should find a way
to break Bert Leroy's contract. The
dirty skunk didn't have Sheba Desi-