Zaza (1923) - full transcript
ZAZA
(1923)
For thirty years "Zaza"
has remained one
of the great love
stories of the theatre.
Rejane, Dus?,
Leslie Carter, Farrar...
each in her time has created
anew this beloved character -
always different...
yet always Zaza!
And now another... a modern
an tempestous Zaza...
the Zaza of today...
Within the old town of St. Esm?,
a few miles from Paris...
The provincial music Hall
come into sudden
prosperity through the
discovery of a new star.
Even back stage,
the other acts were of casual
importance so long as
Zaza was on the bill.
Gloria Swanson as Zaza
Once a singing gamine of the streets,
she had fought for whatever,
she had fought or whatever she had...
and couldn't quite lose the habit.
Temper or temperament!
They were one to Nathalie, her maid.
Yvonne Hughes.
"Tonnerre! Diable! Where's
my dressing jacket?"
"You have it on, Ma'm'selle!"
"Idiot! Why didn't you leave it in
my trunk where I could find it!"
Aunt Rosa had once taken
Zaza under her wing...
and had been drinking
over her ever since.
Lucille La Verne.
"Guess who's out front,
ma petite?"
"Bernand Dufresne!"
"No! The Duke! He came
with me just to see you!"
"But the Duck is so richs anda
has such a wonderfull cellar."
"What an old wine-sack
you are!"
Bernanr Dufresne,
of the diplomatic corps,
had come to St. Esm? on
a political mission...
but it was no longer the mission
that delayed his return to Paris.
H. B. Warner.
Rigaul, Zaza manager and confidant.
Rilley Hatch.
"Ah, Monsieur Dufresne!
You always arrive just before Zaza's act...
and always leave directly after.
I congratulate you on your taste, Monsieur."
Florianne has once been
the favorite at the Odeon.
Mary Thurman.
The strong man of
the acrobatic troupe.
"Ah, another curtain
call for me!"
"That applause
is for Zaza!"
"If I paid the waiters,
I could get applause too!"
"Anyone catching
Zaza's sliper, tonight...
will be rewarded by
Mademoiselle herself.
The Duc de Brissac.
Ferdinand Gottschalk.
"She only flirts with you...
to make the old Duke jealous!"
"You wool-head...
I'd have caught him with my slipper,
if you hadn't juggled me!"
When the curtain had
fallen on Zaza's final act.
To Zaza, love had been like rouge,
wearing off several kisses.
But with Dufresne...
she hadn't even found courage to speak.
"One word more... and I'll
knock you down again,"
"There's one man who doesn't
fall for your nonsense!"
For two days, Dufresne avoided
the Odeon, and well...
Zaza didn't inted to be avoided.
"If you'll only get
Dufresne here tonight,
you can be my manager
until Aunt Rosa goes dry."
For good luck!
"Dodge the black cats, and
I'll buy you a new gold tooth."
"I've been called to a
conference in Paris...
I'm leaving tonight."
"What is a conference...
when a pretty woman is waiting?"
"If she were merely a pretty
woman, Rigault, I'd stay".
"If I should see her again, Rigault...
I might not go away."
"Would it be discreet,
Monsieur, to pack this?"
"He has gone...
to Paris!"
With an hour to spare
before train time...
"Zaza! It's... Dufresne!"
For another week Dufresne
delayed his departure...
The especialist that he
brought from Paris
had saved Zaza from
a being a cripple.
"The bones are knitting...
but she needs rests,
freedom from worry, sympathy.
Her nerves are shattered."
"Don't forget, Bernard,
the Foreign Departament
is waiting for your return to Paris."
"Don't leave me, Bernard!
When you're here,
the pain all goes away!"
In a peaceful little cottage
at the edge of town,
love accomplished more
than all the doctors.
"Don't tell him I am well,
or he may not stay!"
There came wires from the
Foreign Department...
even an offer to make him Charg?
d'affaires in Washington...
yet Dufresne lingered on.
Dufresne's wife.
Florence Faire
Madame Dufresne had always
encouraged separation...
but she was ambitious.
" I hear you've received the
appointment to Whashington."
"So it is to that, I owe the honor
of this sudden interest in me?"
"If you choose to put it so blunty... yes.
I've waited long for this sucess."
"Perhaps I shall refuse
the post after all."
"Ah no, my friend, it is too late for that!
You owe it to me... and your family!"
"Perhaps you're right...
A few good-byes and I
shall be ready to go."
"Wait till you see the wonderful
contract Rigault has for you!"
Her life's ambition...
A chance to sing in Paris!
"I'll build a theatre for you
that will rival Bernhardt's."
"But he... he doesn't want
me to go to Paris."
His favorite song...
her favorite weapon.
"What's Wrong, Bernard?"
"I'm going away, Zaza,
to America."
"You'll take me with you?"
"I'd give the world if I could take you...
but I cannot... please, darling...
be reasonable."
"Reasonable! If I were reasonable
I wouldn't love you so!"
The rumor of a mysterious
arrival at Dufresne's lodgings
had brought shrewd old
Rigault to observe for himself.
"May I inquire who
is the lady?
"She occupes the position that some
of you ladies at the Odeon give
yout eye-teeth for."
"If Zaza knew..."
"Remember... there's a good contract
for you when she quits Dufresne!"
"What a silly song!"
"Quite a Don Juan
this gentleman!"
"What a downy little nest
he's fixes up for you!"
"He must have a dozen of them!
I Just saw him leaving for
Paris with a
charming creature!"
"You lie! there is no other woman...
there can't be any other woman!"
"Why, you stupid little fool...
he was only amusing himself here!"
"I'm going to Paris...
and if I find him with another woman,
I'll give her worse than I gave Florianne!"
The Dufresne home in Paris
is just off the fashionable Rue d'Alma.
"M'sieu Dufresne is not in."
"I said, M'sieu Dufresne is out!"
"I heard you!"
"Would you like to
see Madame Dufresne?"
"So! She calls herself
that, does she!"
"I'll see her as soon as
I've finished this note."
"Who are you?"
"I am Lucille Dufresne."
"What is your...
papa's name?"
"M'sieu Bernard Dufresne."
"You come to see my mamma?"
"Why are you crying, madame?"
"you love your papa...
very much?"
"Oh, yes! Better than anyone
in the world... except mamma!"
"this is my papa. He's been away a long, long time...
but he's come back, now."
"Do you wish to see me?"
"No, Madame, I... I've
made a mistake."
Zaza's abrupt trip to Paris
had inspired a new conspiracy.
"Zaza my dear... I am going to
give you a party tonight...
and I want you to wear these."
Just beyond St. Esm? is the
Duke's historic chateau.
"The Duc de Brissac is giving her
a grand party at his chateau!"
"Forgive me Florianne. You were right...
there is another woman... he has a wife...
and a baby."
"And to think it was on his account...
Oh, Zaza! That swing at the Odeon...
I cut it..."
"I wish to Heaven you
had broken my neck!"
"If you ever have the choice between
a broken neck and a broken heart...
take the broken neck!"
"Hang all men, Zaza!
We'll play them for what they are."
"Dearest... I can't leave you!"
"You have no right to come back to me...
you've a wife and child!"
"You didn't tell me... that's what hurts most...
why didn't you tell me
the truth?"
"I tried not to love you... tried to go
away until I could come to you free.
Then I found that nothing
mattered... nothing but you!"
"Love! What is love to you,
anyway, but lies and kisses
and lies!"
"Oh, shut up!"
"Why should I choose you when
I'll soon be mistress of all this!"
"You love me, don't
you, darling?"
"Monsieur Dufresne, perhaps you
and your wife will call on us,
the Duke and Duchess of...
whatever it is!"
"A toast to the future
Duchesse de Brissac!"
"No... a toast to the little fool
who thought she was in love...
a toast to the old Zaza!"
So ended Zaza's dream of love...
and so began the long
years of forgetting.
I realize now what it cost you
to show me the path of duty.
Here in America I have had time to
to reason, to understand.
I will never forget. I will try
only to be worthy, Bernard."
"You may sign the contract, Rigault.
I'll not marry the Duke..."
In the seven years that passed,
the world was shaken to its depths...
then settled down to clear its wreckage.
New leaves crowded the pages of history...
New names appeared
on the roll of fame.
And many who had gained honor
in the war made the Paris
salon of Madame de Laumes
their meeeting place.
Tragedy sobers, transforms...
and years of contact with suffering,
of unceasing war work and charties,
had borne their influence upon a
star loved by all Paris.
"Why, there's Mademoiselle Zaza!
Papa has taken me night after night
to see her at the Op?ra Comique."
Florianne had become her
inseparable companion.
"You're a friend of
mademoiselle Zaza?"
"Who are you?"
"I am Lucille Dufresne."
"It is good to meet
you... again."
"I thought I could never
care... again."
"Where may I find you, later?
I want to talk with you... alone."
To Zaza, the little cottage at the edge of
St. Esm? had always remained... home.
Florianne... in a little
conspiracy of silence...
had not told Zaza of
Lucille's confidences.
"If you ask my name, as you did before,
I'll say... it's Lucille Dufresne."
"And if you ask my papa's name,
I'll tell you... It's Bernard Dufresne.
"But I can't ask you again
if you want to see mamma,
because she died...
in America."
"Won't you sing...
just for me?"
Subtitles: Kilo
Little help: Eddie Constanti.
(1923)
For thirty years "Zaza"
has remained one
of the great love
stories of the theatre.
Rejane, Dus?,
Leslie Carter, Farrar...
each in her time has created
anew this beloved character -
always different...
yet always Zaza!
And now another... a modern
an tempestous Zaza...
the Zaza of today...
Within the old town of St. Esm?,
a few miles from Paris...
The provincial music Hall
come into sudden
prosperity through the
discovery of a new star.
Even back stage,
the other acts were of casual
importance so long as
Zaza was on the bill.
Gloria Swanson as Zaza
Once a singing gamine of the streets,
she had fought for whatever,
she had fought or whatever she had...
and couldn't quite lose the habit.
Temper or temperament!
They were one to Nathalie, her maid.
Yvonne Hughes.
"Tonnerre! Diable! Where's
my dressing jacket?"
"You have it on, Ma'm'selle!"
"Idiot! Why didn't you leave it in
my trunk where I could find it!"
Aunt Rosa had once taken
Zaza under her wing...
and had been drinking
over her ever since.
Lucille La Verne.
"Guess who's out front,
ma petite?"
"Bernand Dufresne!"
"No! The Duke! He came
with me just to see you!"
"But the Duck is so richs anda
has such a wonderfull cellar."
"What an old wine-sack
you are!"
Bernanr Dufresne,
of the diplomatic corps,
had come to St. Esm? on
a political mission...
but it was no longer the mission
that delayed his return to Paris.
H. B. Warner.
Rigaul, Zaza manager and confidant.
Rilley Hatch.
"Ah, Monsieur Dufresne!
You always arrive just before Zaza's act...
and always leave directly after.
I congratulate you on your taste, Monsieur."
Florianne has once been
the favorite at the Odeon.
Mary Thurman.
The strong man of
the acrobatic troupe.
"Ah, another curtain
call for me!"
"That applause
is for Zaza!"
"If I paid the waiters,
I could get applause too!"
"Anyone catching
Zaza's sliper, tonight...
will be rewarded by
Mademoiselle herself.
The Duc de Brissac.
Ferdinand Gottschalk.
"She only flirts with you...
to make the old Duke jealous!"
"You wool-head...
I'd have caught him with my slipper,
if you hadn't juggled me!"
When the curtain had
fallen on Zaza's final act.
To Zaza, love had been like rouge,
wearing off several kisses.
But with Dufresne...
she hadn't even found courage to speak.
"One word more... and I'll
knock you down again,"
"There's one man who doesn't
fall for your nonsense!"
For two days, Dufresne avoided
the Odeon, and well...
Zaza didn't inted to be avoided.
"If you'll only get
Dufresne here tonight,
you can be my manager
until Aunt Rosa goes dry."
For good luck!
"Dodge the black cats, and
I'll buy you a new gold tooth."
"I've been called to a
conference in Paris...
I'm leaving tonight."
"What is a conference...
when a pretty woman is waiting?"
"If she were merely a pretty
woman, Rigault, I'd stay".
"If I should see her again, Rigault...
I might not go away."
"Would it be discreet,
Monsieur, to pack this?"
"He has gone...
to Paris!"
With an hour to spare
before train time...
"Zaza! It's... Dufresne!"
For another week Dufresne
delayed his departure...
The especialist that he
brought from Paris
had saved Zaza from
a being a cripple.
"The bones are knitting...
but she needs rests,
freedom from worry, sympathy.
Her nerves are shattered."
"Don't forget, Bernard,
the Foreign Departament
is waiting for your return to Paris."
"Don't leave me, Bernard!
When you're here,
the pain all goes away!"
In a peaceful little cottage
at the edge of town,
love accomplished more
than all the doctors.
"Don't tell him I am well,
or he may not stay!"
There came wires from the
Foreign Department...
even an offer to make him Charg?
d'affaires in Washington...
yet Dufresne lingered on.
Dufresne's wife.
Florence Faire
Madame Dufresne had always
encouraged separation...
but she was ambitious.
" I hear you've received the
appointment to Whashington."
"So it is to that, I owe the honor
of this sudden interest in me?"
"If you choose to put it so blunty... yes.
I've waited long for this sucess."
"Perhaps I shall refuse
the post after all."
"Ah no, my friend, it is too late for that!
You owe it to me... and your family!"
"Perhaps you're right...
A few good-byes and I
shall be ready to go."
"Wait till you see the wonderful
contract Rigault has for you!"
Her life's ambition...
A chance to sing in Paris!
"I'll build a theatre for you
that will rival Bernhardt's."
"But he... he doesn't want
me to go to Paris."
His favorite song...
her favorite weapon.
"What's Wrong, Bernard?"
"I'm going away, Zaza,
to America."
"You'll take me with you?"
"I'd give the world if I could take you...
but I cannot... please, darling...
be reasonable."
"Reasonable! If I were reasonable
I wouldn't love you so!"
The rumor of a mysterious
arrival at Dufresne's lodgings
had brought shrewd old
Rigault to observe for himself.
"May I inquire who
is the lady?
"She occupes the position that some
of you ladies at the Odeon give
yout eye-teeth for."
"If Zaza knew..."
"Remember... there's a good contract
for you when she quits Dufresne!"
"What a silly song!"
"Quite a Don Juan
this gentleman!"
"What a downy little nest
he's fixes up for you!"
"He must have a dozen of them!
I Just saw him leaving for
Paris with a
charming creature!"
"You lie! there is no other woman...
there can't be any other woman!"
"Why, you stupid little fool...
he was only amusing himself here!"
"I'm going to Paris...
and if I find him with another woman,
I'll give her worse than I gave Florianne!"
The Dufresne home in Paris
is just off the fashionable Rue d'Alma.
"M'sieu Dufresne is not in."
"I said, M'sieu Dufresne is out!"
"I heard you!"
"Would you like to
see Madame Dufresne?"
"So! She calls herself
that, does she!"
"I'll see her as soon as
I've finished this note."
"Who are you?"
"I am Lucille Dufresne."
"What is your...
papa's name?"
"M'sieu Bernard Dufresne."
"You come to see my mamma?"
"Why are you crying, madame?"
"you love your papa...
very much?"
"Oh, yes! Better than anyone
in the world... except mamma!"
"this is my papa. He's been away a long, long time...
but he's come back, now."
"Do you wish to see me?"
"No, Madame, I... I've
made a mistake."
Zaza's abrupt trip to Paris
had inspired a new conspiracy.
"Zaza my dear... I am going to
give you a party tonight...
and I want you to wear these."
Just beyond St. Esm? is the
Duke's historic chateau.
"The Duc de Brissac is giving her
a grand party at his chateau!"
"Forgive me Florianne. You were right...
there is another woman... he has a wife...
and a baby."
"And to think it was on his account...
Oh, Zaza! That swing at the Odeon...
I cut it..."
"I wish to Heaven you
had broken my neck!"
"If you ever have the choice between
a broken neck and a broken heart...
take the broken neck!"
"Hang all men, Zaza!
We'll play them for what they are."
"Dearest... I can't leave you!"
"You have no right to come back to me...
you've a wife and child!"
"You didn't tell me... that's what hurts most...
why didn't you tell me
the truth?"
"I tried not to love you... tried to go
away until I could come to you free.
Then I found that nothing
mattered... nothing but you!"
"Love! What is love to you,
anyway, but lies and kisses
and lies!"
"Oh, shut up!"
"Why should I choose you when
I'll soon be mistress of all this!"
"You love me, don't
you, darling?"
"Monsieur Dufresne, perhaps you
and your wife will call on us,
the Duke and Duchess of...
whatever it is!"
"A toast to the future
Duchesse de Brissac!"
"No... a toast to the little fool
who thought she was in love...
a toast to the old Zaza!"
So ended Zaza's dream of love...
and so began the long
years of forgetting.
I realize now what it cost you
to show me the path of duty.
Here in America I have had time to
to reason, to understand.
I will never forget. I will try
only to be worthy, Bernard."
"You may sign the contract, Rigault.
I'll not marry the Duke..."
In the seven years that passed,
the world was shaken to its depths...
then settled down to clear its wreckage.
New leaves crowded the pages of history...
New names appeared
on the roll of fame.
And many who had gained honor
in the war made the Paris
salon of Madame de Laumes
their meeeting place.
Tragedy sobers, transforms...
and years of contact with suffering,
of unceasing war work and charties,
had borne their influence upon a
star loved by all Paris.
"Why, there's Mademoiselle Zaza!
Papa has taken me night after night
to see her at the Op?ra Comique."
Florianne had become her
inseparable companion.
"You're a friend of
mademoiselle Zaza?"
"Who are you?"
"I am Lucille Dufresne."
"It is good to meet
you... again."
"I thought I could never
care... again."
"Where may I find you, later?
I want to talk with you... alone."
To Zaza, the little cottage at the edge of
St. Esm? had always remained... home.
Florianne... in a little
conspiracy of silence...
had not told Zaza of
Lucille's confidences.
"If you ask my name, as you did before,
I'll say... it's Lucille Dufresne."
"And if you ask my papa's name,
I'll tell you... It's Bernard Dufresne.
"But I can't ask you again
if you want to see mamma,
because she died...
in America."
"Won't you sing...
just for me?"
Subtitles: Kilo
Little help: Eddie Constanti.