NORMA: What is the scene? Where am I?... Oh yes, yes. Down below they're waiting for the princess. I'm ready.
MAX: All right, cameras! Action!
(Norma descends the staircase to the music in her head and a voiceover from the dead Joe)
So they were turning after all, those cameras. Life, which can be strangely merciful, had taken pity on Norma Desmond. The dream she had clung to so desperately had enfolded her.
NORMA: I can't go on with the scene. I'm too happy Mr. DeMille, do you mind if I say a few words? Thank you. I just want to tell you all how happy I am to be back in the studio, making a picture again. You don't know how much I've missed all of you. And I promise you I'll never desert you again, because after Salome we'll make another picture, and another picture! You see, this is my life. It always will be. *(Her voice drops to a whisper.) *There's nothing else... Just us... and the cameras... and those wonderful people out there in the dark. All right, Mr. Demille. I'm ready for my close-up.