I'm crazy!
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Joan Crawford:
Hauling me over to Mayer's table like some picked-up floozie! Or one of those starlets. Out to give the big shots a nice night in town. Is that what you think of me? Greg Savitt:
How many drinks is that? When you were a kid that made you look sexy. Now it just makes you look drunk. Joan Crawford:
[hurling her drink into Greg's face]
I may as well have "property of MGM" tattooed on my back side! Dammit, Perrino's is MY PLACE. Greg Savitt:
Nobody wanted my signature, so I just walked in! Joan Crawford:
You expect me to ignore my fans, they're life and death to me, baby! They're the ones who really MADE ME! Greg Savitt:
I expect you to walk in with me and sit down at your table with me! Then Mayer would have to bring his bankers over, get your autograph and leave! That's what you should have done! Joan Crawford:
Well maybe that's what I would have done, if you'd been nice enough to stay out there with me, help me through the crowd and into the restaurant like a GENTLEMAN! Greg Savitt:
Why are you screaming? Joan Crawford:
BECAUSE I'M DAMN MAD! Dammit, Greg. How can you put Mayer over me? You know that son of a bitch is trying to destroy my career! Greg Savitt:
If your career's in trouble, it has nothing to do with him. Joan Crawford:
Then what is it? Greg Savitt:
You were always the shop girl who fought her way to the top, made a great success. Well, you're not a little shop girl anymore. Now, that's the truth, to face and deal with, if you want to survive. The truth is, you're getting old. Joan Crawford:
Yeah? You're nothing but a rotten, crooked lawyer... supplying the grease that makes this shitty movie business work. You think your life's a mystery? There isn't a dirty cover up in this entire business that I don't know about, and YOUR hand is in EVERY ONE of them... you REEK OF IT! Greg Savitt:
[grabs Joan and shakes her]
DAMN YOU! Are you crazy? No person talks to me like that, NO ONE ANYWHERE! Are you crazy? ARE YOU? TELL ME! TELL ME! Joan Crawford:
I'm crazy!
Hauling me over to Mayer's table like some picked-up floozie! Or one of those starlets. Out to give the big shots a nice night in town. Is that what you think of me? Greg Savitt:
How many drinks is that? When you were a kid that made you look sexy. Now it just makes you look drunk. Joan Crawford:
[hurling her drink into Greg's face]
I may as well have "property of MGM" tattooed on my back side! Dammit, Perrino's is MY PLACE. Greg Savitt:
Nobody wanted my signature, so I just walked in! Joan Crawford:
You expect me to ignore my fans, they're life and death to me, baby! They're the ones who really MADE ME! Greg Savitt:
I expect you to walk in with me and sit down at your table with me! Then Mayer would have to bring his bankers over, get your autograph and leave! That's what you should have done! Joan Crawford:
Well maybe that's what I would have done, if you'd been nice enough to stay out there with me, help me through the crowd and into the restaurant like a GENTLEMAN! Greg Savitt:
Why are you screaming? Joan Crawford:
BECAUSE I'M DAMN MAD! Dammit, Greg. How can you put Mayer over me? You know that son of a bitch is trying to destroy my career! Greg Savitt:
If your career's in trouble, it has nothing to do with him. Joan Crawford:
Then what is it? Greg Savitt:
You were always the shop girl who fought her way to the top, made a great success. Well, you're not a little shop girl anymore. Now, that's the truth, to face and deal with, if you want to survive. The truth is, you're getting old. Joan Crawford:
Yeah? You're nothing but a rotten, crooked lawyer... supplying the grease that makes this shitty movie business work. You think your life's a mystery? There isn't a dirty cover up in this entire business that I don't know about, and YOUR hand is in EVERY ONE of them... you REEK OF IT! Greg Savitt:
[grabs Joan and shakes her]
DAMN YOU! Are you crazy? No person talks to me like that, NO ONE ANYWHERE! Are you crazy? ARE YOU? TELL ME! TELL ME! Joan Crawford:
I'm crazy!
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Hauling me over to Mayer's table
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like some picked up floozy
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Or one of those starlets
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out to give the big shots a nice night in town
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Is that what you think of me
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How many drinks is that
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Oh
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When you were a kid that made you look sexy
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Now it just makes you look drunk
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I may as well have property of mgm
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tattooed on my backside
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And damn it perino's is my place
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Nobody wanted my signature so I just walked in
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You expect me to ignore my fans
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They're life and death to me baby
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They're the ones who really make me
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I expect you to walk in with me
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and sit down at your table with me
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Then Mayer would have to bring his bankers over
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introduce them and get your autograph and leave
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That's what you should've done
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Maybe that's what I would've done
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if you'd been nice enough to stay out there with me
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help me through the crowd and into the restaurant
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like a gentleman
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Why are you screaming
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Because I'm damn mad
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Movie Summary
The abusive and traumatic adoptive upbringing of Christina Crawford at the hands of her mother, screen queen Joan Crawford, is depicted.
Actors
Joan Crawford
Greg Savitt
