A Star Is Born Page #6

- Can you take it?

- Certainly I can take it.

You blew it.

Your songs don't work.

You're causing people a lot of trouble.

- People are getting hurt.

- I was wrong...

Her single's Number 6 with a bullet.

She's up for a Grammy,

she's ready to fly on her own.

Let her go, John.

Think you're telling me

something I don't know?

I've been trying to tell her that.

I know our music doesn't even belong

on the same stage...

but she doesn't want to do it on her own.

Maybe you could produce her tour.

I can't even keep a bank account, man.

You might enjoy it.

Me and the boys

are getting back together.

We got some new stuff.

Better than anything you ever heard.

You're gonna love it.

John, about Esther...

All right. I will tell her.

Don't worry about it, Brian.

- Great!

- I don't want to laugh.

Don't laugh. That's great!

Serious? Perfect.

- Then what?

- Do seedy.

Now I'm in trouble.

Esther sings.

I'm tired, can I get off this barstool?

- Sure, give me a chance to reload.

- Just take a little break.

- How are you doing down there?

- Fine.

Freddie? I want you to come outside

and look at this goddamn view.

I already saw it, thanks a lot.

Out here, Freddie.

You won't believe it, come.

- Like it?

- I love it!

I got a terrific idea

for the middle of the set!

I was gonna talk to you about that.

Sorry I'm taking so long, Esther...

I was gonna have an assistant,

but I was afraid it'd spoil the mood.

You changed your mind.

When I photograph someone

for the first time, it's got to be perfect.

- You're not gonna do the tour.

- I've been thinking a lot about that...

I think it's right that you should go out

and do it by yourself.

If I'm on a bill...

- they can say I'm carrying you.

- Since when do you care what people say?

I care what they say about you.

Esther, relax. Your face, my God,

this light is fantastic.

I don't want do it alone.

I am scared of going public.

You're already gone, babe.

Esther.

Beautiful.

What do you think about

the reviews on your new album?

- I haven't read them.

- They're selling like crazy.

I heard some are good...

my manager tells me some are terrible,

I don't really care.

I don't go into a studio

and say I'm gonna cut a hit record.

I just cut songs I like.

She's able to handle it pretty good.

Better than I would.

Johnny, I wish I could go with you.

When you finish your TV thing,

you can come on the road with us.

Listen, darling, you've never heard

the Speedway when we're really cooking.

- You're gonna be proud of me.

- I am proud of you already, Johnny.

What am I gonna do without you

for six whole hours?

I'll write you.

Okay, I got to go.

Okay.

Give the guys a hug for me.

I miss you already.

- Esther.

- What?

- What's the matter?

- I was just taking another look.

You're crazy.

It's Amelia Earhart.

What's all this?

Did you hear any of that?

- What is it?

- That's Freeway.

That's your new album,

it's gonna be released in three weeks.

We're still cutting basic tracks.

Nothing changes but the changes, slick.

Freeway?

Last I heard it was the Speedway.

Then I guess you haven't heard.

They're the hottest thing since Tabasco.

When did all this happen?

Survival.

We thought you retired, slick.

Now that the old lady's working...

can't expect these guys to sit around

while you're out lollygagging...

in the desert with Esther.

They got a single chasing up the charts

right now, Number 5 with a bullet.

Don't you ever listen to your radio?

I had my radio turned off

for about a minute.

Gotta get some more of that.

- Come on outside with me.

- Bring that up, Lou.

Is your old lady on the road, or what?

She had to stop the tour

for that television thing.

You're not gonna believe this.

All the way over here, I've been trying

to think how I was gonna tell you all...

- about this thing I got to do.

- What? Tell me.

But it's perfect now.

They want me to go out on the road.

They want me alone, without Speedway...

with some new material. It's good.

But it's different.

It's a different sound, you see.

I have been working...

with these couple of young punks I found...

in a club out there in some canyon,

and they're hungry...

and they love my stuff, man,

and it's exciting.

That's good, I'm glad.

What time is it anyway, man?

I don't know... Come in here a minute.

- Got a rehearsal.

- No. Come on.

I can't do it. Would you tell them

I like what they are doing?

- I love you, brother.

- And I love you, man.

Can somebody pick that up out there?

Hello?

Yes, this is 652-1652.

No, she isn't in here now.

No, this isn't her secretary.

No, this isn't her answering service.

Yeah, bye.

God damn it! Pick up the phone out there!

Hoffman residence.

No, she isn't here yet.

All right, I'll tell her. Yes.

John Norman?

Over here.

Hi!

How did it go?

God, it's dark in here.

How can you work in the dark?

Tell me. I can't wait to hear.

What happened with the guys?

Do you know

when you are going out with them?

I'll be your groupie, if you'll be mine.

- Did you play your stuff for them?

- No.

Why not?

I don't even know

where their heads are right now.

They're into something new

that I can't get next to.

I hope they know

what the hell they are doing.

You're not gonna go on tour with them?

I don't want to talk about that crap,

I want to talk about you.

How did it go today?

They hire me and they want to change

everything about me.

I'm too short for the costumes,

I'm too tall for the men...

I'm too loud for the songs,

too quiet for the jokes.

I don't know what they want.

You just stick to your guns.

I'm sticking with you.

- You tired?

- Yeah. I'm starving.

So am I. I want some beer and a pickle.

I want some oysters and Greek olives.

Let's have a picnic in bed.

Good idea.

I'll bring up some peanut butter and jelly

and unfiltered honey.

God damn it!

- Forget it. Just don't answer it.

- It's probably for you.

I don't care, just let it ring,

maybe they'll go away.

Which reminds me. Jameson wants you

to do an interview show on the 12th.

You've a wardrobe fitting and an insurance

examination on the day after tomorrow.

Johnny, I don't want to talk about it now.

Let me finish it before I forget.

You gotta have...

They want to know how many

places you want at the...

table at the Grammy Awards.

And two hang ups.

Who said that the booze and the dope

would ruin your brain?

Your memory ain't your liver anyway,

is it?

I'm gonna make a drink, you want some?

What happened today, Johnny?

Why don't we talk about it?

Johnny?

And now to present

this year's Grammy Award...

for the Best Performance

by a Female Artist...

here are Rita Coolidge and Tony Orlando!

Thank you, ladies and gentlemen!

This is the year where the have-nots,

once again, give to the haves.

The winner is going to have

to fight me off to get this.

Spoons, forks, guns, knives,

it makes no difference.

Yes, indeed.

In fact, I wonder who the lucky person is.

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