I really need this job. Not more than I do, believe me. Hi, I'm Sheila. What's your name? Bebe. And this is Maggie. Hi, Maggie. Hi. Hi. Gosh, there's a lot of people here. Yeah, it's a cattle call. But you'll get the job for sure, Maggie. You're so pretty. Believe me, looks are overrated. It's just a different set of problems. Okay, ladies, line up. We'll start with you. You, number 24. My name is Sheila. What do you want to know? Why don't you tell me why you're in this business? I wanted to be a ballet dancer. What else? The light, by the way, is a very funny color. Do you have anything softer? Don't worry about the light. It's very harsh. So tell me. What? Do you always come on like this? No. Sometimes I'm aggressive. Will you just bring it down? Bring what down? Your attitude, miss. Sheila. Okay, Sheila. Why don't you tell me about your parents? My parents? Yeah. Well, my mother was a ballerina until my father made her quit. Really? Really. Tell me more. Tell you more? Daddy always thought that he married beneath him. That's what he said. That's what he said. When he proposed, he informed my mother. He was probably our very last chance. And though she was 22, though she was 22, though she was 22, she married him. Life with my dad wasn't ever a picnic, more like the comers you are. When I was five, I remember my mother dug earrings out of the car. I knew that they weren't hers, but it wasn't something you'd want to discuss. He wasn't warm. Well, not to her. Well, not to us. Come to think of it. But everything was beautiful at the ballet. Graceful men lift lovely girls in white. Yes, everything was beautiful at the ballet. I was happy at the ballet. And that's when I started class. Up a steep and very narrow stairway, to the voice like a metronome. Up a steep and very narrow stairway, it wasn't paradise. It wasn't paradise. It wasn't paradise, but it was home. Okay, number 18. I'm Bebe, sir. And what's your story? I don't know what you mean. Okay. On the subject of mothers, what about yours? My mother? Yes, yours. She lied to me. She lied to you? Mother always said I'd be very attractive when I grew up, when I grew up. Different, she said, with a special something and a very, very personal flair. And though I was eight or nine, though I was eight or nine, though I was eight or nine, I hated her. Now, different is nice, but it sure isn't pretty. Pretty is what it's about. I never met anyone who was different. Who couldn't figure that out? So beautiful, I'd never live to see. But it was clear, if not to her, well then to me. Everyone's beautiful at the ballet. Every prince has got to have his swan. Everyone's beautiful at the ballet. I was pretty at the ballet. Up a steep and very narrow stairway. To the voice like a metronome. Up a steep and very narrow stairway. It wasn't paradise. It wasn't paradise. It wasn't paradise. But it was home. All right, number six. Number six, that's me, Maggie. Can I tell you about my parents? Go ahead. I don't know what they were for or against, really, except each other. I mean, I was born to save their marriage, but when my father came to pick up my mother from the hospital, he said, I thought this was going to help, but I guess not. Anyway, I did have a fantastic fantasy life. I used to dance around the living room with my arms up like this. My fantasy was it was an Indian chief, and he'd say to me, Maggie, do you want to dance? And I'd say, Daddy, I would love to dance. But it was clear when he proposed that I was born to help their marriage and when. That's what he said. That's what she said. I used to dance around the living room. It wasn't warm, not to her. It was an Indian chief, and he said, Maggie, do you want to dance? And I said, Daddy, I would love to. Everything was beautiful at the ballet. Raise your arms and someone's always there. Everything was beautiful at the ballet. At the ballet. At the ballet. Yes, everything was beautiful at the ballet. I was pretty. I was happy. I would love to. At the ballet. God, I hope I get this job. Yeah, me too. What about me? Okay, ladies, we'll let you know. Next.