Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #248
…”The new movie we’re producing for MGM is titled, Mutiny on the Bounty,” Pickford states proudly…
“Is that gorgeous husband of yours in it?”
“No, Frank Lloyd signed up a couple of young unknowns like Charles Laughton and Clark Gable. Competition for the really good actors is downright fierce.”
“I am sure they will carry the day, Mary. And it is so nice actually hearing their real voices.” Mary Pickford spent the bulk of her career moving her lips, which produced nothing but lines of text at the bottom of the big screen; a shame considering that she has deeply sexy voice, betraying her diminutive stature.
“It is time to make your way to your seats, ladies,” one of the eleven crewmen urges politely.
“I do not believe I have gotten your picture as yet, young man.”
“You did so, Madame, out on the dock.”
“Oh my, all you good looking men in those snappy uniforms look so much alike,” Judith explains, as one of the flight stewards does a double take, after getting a better look at the second party.
“Are you… uh, Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm?” he stumbles for the right proper name.
“Mary Pickford, yes.”
“Yeah, her too.” He rifles his jacket for a pen and paper, anything to record their meeting. He takes off his white Pan American Airlines hat. “Would you be so kind as to sign your same on my flight cap?”
“This will be a first…”
“Barney, Barney Sawicki.”
“All right Barney-Barney Sawicki, how do you spell your last name?”
“I was pulling your leg, sir.”
“Say, could you just put, ‘To Barney, All my love, Rebecca?’ I must have seen it a hundred times. You didn’t know it, but you were my first love. I was only seven, but that didn’t matter.”
“I’m flattered, I think.” Mary had done some math in her head. It can be rough being an icon or rather, is it disturbing to be referred to as a fictional character instead of one’s real name; no matter. “There you go Barney and thank you for reminding me how long ago I played Rebecca.
“Oh, by the way, my traveling companion played Rebecca’s teacher, you remember Miss Emily Maxwell, don’t you?”
“Well I’ll be a monkey’s uncle. Miss Emily. My grandpa had it bad for you! Grandma was a teacher and didn’t like you much, ‘cause grandpa said they didn’t have teachers like you when he was a kid.”
Judith does not know how to take that comment.
“Sign right here on the bill, okay?”
First stop: Honolulu.