Betty’s Office at Paramount

T-H-E E-N-D! I can't believe it
I've finished my first script!

Stop it, you're making me feel old

It's exciting, though, isn't it?

How old are you, anyway?

Twenty-two

Smart girl

Shouldn't we open some champagne?

Best I can offer is a stroll to the
Water cooler at the end of the lot

Sounds good to me i love the back lot
Here all cardboard, all hollow, all phony
All done with mirrors I think
I love it better than
Any street in the world i
Spent my childhood here

What were you, a child actress?

No, but my family always expected me
To become a great star i had ten years of
Dramatic lessons, diction, dancing
Everything you can think of then
The studio made a test

That's the saddest story I ever heard

Not at all come on i was
Born two blocks from here
My father was head electrician at
The studio until he died
And Mother still works in wardrobe

Second generation, huh?

Third grandma did stunt work for Pearl White

(As THEY walk down the Manhattan street
The stage begins to revolve slowly
So that THEY end up walking Downstage
And the flimsy struts holding up
The substantial sets are
Gradually revealed jOE and BETTY
Walk in silence for
A while BETTY's expression is deeply
Preoccupied they come to
A halt in front of the water cooler)

I guess it is kind of exciting, at that
Finishing a script

(HE fixes a couple of paper cups of
Water, and hands one to BETTY
Who's miles away and comes to with a
Start when he touches her arm)

What?

Are you all right?

Sure

Something's the matter, isn't it?