Leslie: Why don""t you stay on a while, really see something of it?Bick: Roundup time in my country.Big spring roundup.Leslie: Your country?Bick: Reata.Leslie: Your country, my country.Jordan, you make it sound so far apart.Bick: Maybe - you could come out and see it if you get a chance.(She smiled and coyly hid behind the porch pillar)...I guess I""ll be off real early in the morning, so goodbye.Leslie: I""m really awfully glad you came.And I""m not gonna say goodbye to you here in the moonlight.It would just be too touching.Good night.At about 10:45 pm as Bick restlessly stirred in bed, Leslie walked back home on the green lawn of the bucolic Lynnton estate, and fancifully spun around in her diaphanous pink gown in he grand foyer after attending the nearby Hunt Ball.He acquired a bottle of his own stashed web fluid, then returned home and asked Karen to help him identify "who the guys under the bridge were" the previous Friday during their arms-sale deal...I know I""m no OlivierBut if he fought Sugar RayHe would sayThat the thing ain""t the ringIt""s the play.Director Charles Vidor lavished admiration on her in this film, helping her to reach her apotheosis as the reigning Hollywood 40s love goddess with this immortal role.