“Drink, Kharis! The brewed tana leaves! Then take your vengeance on those fools who dare to defy the curse of ancient Egypt!”
“Cut!”
George Zucco, wearing a fez, left his fellow actor who was wrapped in linen.
Walking off the set, his sad eyes fell upon the script girl. “You know, my dear, I was once the biggest star on the London stage.”
The youngster stared at him blankly. “I know. That’s why I ignored the line you blew.”
He threw up his hands. “Thank you. The money ain’t bad, either.” And with that he disappeared into his dressing room.
“Cut!”
George Zucco, wearing a fez, left his fellow actor who was wrapped in linen.
Walking off the set, his sad eyes fell upon the script girl. “You know, my dear, I was once the biggest star on the London stage.”
The youngster stared at him blankly. “I know. That’s why I ignored the line you blew.”
He threw up his hands. “Thank you. The money ain’t bad, either.” And with that he disappeared into his dressing room.
