MARCO�S VOICE: Will�s welcome-home birthday party... a night to go down in history. Like the Rome Walkout or the Wilson Lohengrin. Even before the party started, I could smell disaster in the air...

[Marco�s living room.
We see Steve seated, looking up fascinatedly at Will
]

Marco: Don�t let me stop your story. Or isn�t it a story for grownups?

Will: You�ve heard it before. About when I had Dennis O�Neill enter from the wrong side.

Marco (to Steve): Remind me to tell you about some of the times I�ve been entered from the wrong side.

Steve: I�d like to hear about it.

Marco: Some Saturday afternoon while we�re listening to the broadcast.

Marco: He�s a boy of so many rare qualities. His loyalty, efficiency, devotion, warmth, joie de vivre, innigkeit � and so young. So young and so buff!

Will: I can�t believe you�re making this up � it sounds like something out of an obscure Scribe libretto.

Marco: Eugène Scribe, though you may not think so, was way before my time.

Will: This is my cue to take you in my arms and reassure you � but I�m not going to. I�m too mad...

Marco: ...horny!

Will: Mad! Darling, you�re a diva. I realize that it�s part of your equipment for getting along in what we laughingly call The Opera World � you�ve got to keep your claws sharp as sharp as your intonation. But you won�t sharpen them on me... or on Steve...

Marco: Bravo! What happens in the next Act? Do I get burned at the stake or sent a poison bouquet!?

[Sharon and Boyd arrive]

Sharon: Where�s Steve? Marco, nothing you�ve ever done has made me as happy as your taking Steve in...

Marco: I�m so happy you�re happy. The kid � junior, that is � will be right down.

Boyd: The general atmosphere is very Macbeth-ish. What has or is about to happen?

Marco (to Will): What is he talking about?

Will: Scotto.

Marco: Oh.

Sharon (to Marco): We know you, we�ve seen you before like this. Is it over � or just beginning?

Marco: Warm up your pipes. The night is going to be heavily ornamented.

[Dr. Repertoire comes in with Cass Well, his protégé-of-the-week]

Marco: Dr. Repertoire, I distinctly remember striking your name from the guest list. What are you doing here?

Dr. Repertoire: Dear Marco, you were an unforgettable Fourth Serving Maid � you must play it again, soon. You remember Cass Well? He�s a graduate of the Gaiety Conservatory of Music.

Steve: Good evening, Dr. Repertoire.

Marco: Dr. Repertoire, you�ve heard of Steve�s great interest in opera?

Steve: I�m afraid Dr. Repertoire would find me boring before to long.

Cass: You won�t bore him, he�ll just criticize your French diction.

Marco: (to pianist) "Scherza, infida." Again.

[LATER THAT NIGHT]

Sharon: Tell me, Steve � how are things going with you? Happy?

Steve: There should be a new word for happiness. Being here with Mr. Manning has been � I just can�t say, he�s been so wonderful, done so much for me �

Sharon: Well, you�ve worked wonders with Marco, certainly more than Betty Ford ever did.

Steve: Mrs. Pritchards, I overheard Mr. Manning mention that his understudy ran off with some rich Colombian so they�d have to replace him...

Sharon: You want to be Marco�s new understudy...

Steve: I don�t let myself think about it, even � but I know the music so well, and every one of the variations, even the ones Mr. Manning has to take down the octave � but suppose I had to go one night? To an audience that came to see Marco Manning. No, I couldn�t possibly...

Sharon: Don�t worry too much about that. Marco just doesn�t miss performances. If he can sing, croak, or hiccup, he performs.

Steve: The show must go on.

Sharon: No, dear. Marco loves those fees. As a matter of fact, I see no reason why you shouldn�t be Marco�s understudy.

Steve: Do you think Mr. Pritchard and Mr. Crampton would approve?

Sharon: They�ll do as they�re told.

Steve: You won�t forget?

Sharon: I won�t forget.

to be continued...