A Star Is Born Page #7

I hope they don't outweigh me.

You're a shoo-in.

Brian, I gotta leave.

He's probably stuck in traffic.

Bullshit, you know better.

He probably forgot. I got to go find him.

The winner for the Best Performance

by a Female Artist is Esther Hoffman!

Thank you.

I tell you, this one caught me by surprise...

I really didn't plan on winning it...

but I did prepare a little something,

just in case, you know?

The problem is I wrote it

on the tablecloth over there.

So you're gonna have to read it

to me or something.

No, to make this as brief as possible...

there are two people

that I would really like to thank.

Table six.

The first one

is Abraham Burakovski, who...

What do you say, let's go outside,

get some air.

Let go of my goddamn arm.

Let go of my arm.

Christ! I'm sorry, baby,

I can't find my place.

They don't seem to have a place

for me down here.

The second one is here with us tonight.

John Norman Howard.

Don't do that.

Not to me anyway.

At least don't do it to me.

You did something all by yourself

and it was good.

You don't owe anybody a goddamn thing

for that, not me, and certainly not them.

You don't have to thank them...

for the privilege of giving them

something good.

I missed you all day, baby.

You're blowing your act.

I'm blowing whose act?

Good night, everyone, thank you.

Wait, you forgot your thing...

for best performance.

Which is what it's all about, ain't it?

What about the one you got

for the worst performance?

You all know I deserve it.

And, God knows, I couldn't have

done it without you.

Get him off the stage.

Anyway, I work hard for it, and I want it!

So where the f*** is it?

Let me see the worst thing

you got to offer...

for the worst I got to offer!

You know, I'd really like to rub salt

in your ass?

The Grammy Awards will continue

after this commercial message.

Who the hell is Burakovski?

I'm okay!

...managed to upstage his Grammy

Award-winning wife, Esther Hoffman.

You're an ass!

Keep the lights on them!

Out of the way!

Keep them in the shot. Go. Follow them.

Put the lights on it. Get a shot of that.

We're catching all the action for you!

Mr. Jesus Christ Superstar

just belted out his new champion.

Tarzan, how does it feel

to uncork on the old lady?

Johnny!

You see it?

What are you doing?

He's trying to kill me!

Stop it.

Shut off your goddamn lights!

When is it ever enough?

Don't you ever have enough?

What are you gonna do for an encore,

set yourself on fire?

What is it?

Don't you know how good you are?

What is it? Is it me?

Am I doing something wrong?

I love you, Johnny.

But it's not enough, is it?

I'm sorry, I can't...

This is ridiculous.

Wait a minute. Hold on.

Can you hold the playback, please?

I can't walk when I'm singing down

the steps. I mean, I'll kill myself.

Could you please stop the playback?

In rehearsal, we...

In rehearsal there was white tape

on the floor...

I guess it was supposed to be the steps...

but anyway, actually, it comes

in a very important part of my lyric.

Why don't I just stand there

and sing the song?

I'm not trying to be difficult or anything,

I'm just trying to get it right.

Hello?

Anybody hear me?

What's wrong?

What's going on down there?

- I don't know, let me check!

- Hi.

Can we take a break, please?

Roll it back, five minutes, everyone!

- F***ing star...

- Your mike's on.

Sorry.

- You want a Valium?

- Not yet.

- How's it going?

- Fine.

How is he?

The same. I fly out to him on weekends.

And he pretends that it is okay,

you know, for a day or so.

Then I pretend I don't notice

he's pretending.

- Ms. Hoffman?

- Hoffman.

- That's what I said.

- What?

We have a little problem

with your reflection.

We'll deal with it in a moment.

- All right.

- I will be with you shortly.

I just can't do it anymore, Brian. I just...

I get on a plane,

I lock myself in the bathroom...

and I scream

all the way from Tucson to L.A.

Sometimes, I look at him

when he's sleeping...

and he...

He has no pain in his face, no hurt.

He's so beautiful.

Can we see wardrobe in the booth,

right away, please?

And I wish I could just...

wake him up and have him stay that way.

Calm, peaceful.

He's been writing songs, you know.

- Has he talked to you about them?

- No, he doesn't call me.

Why don't you call him for Christ's sake,

what are you waiting for?

You're supposed to be his oldest friend.

What is it?

We have to check your light reflection.

- When I finish talking to Mr. Wexler...

- Thank you.

- Thank you very much.

- Okay, thank you.

He is my oldest friend.

He made me rich, turned my life around,

I can't do any more for him.

That sucks, Brian.

There's a lot you can do for him.

You can give him your time.

You can give him your support,

you can earn your 25%...

Let's not justify this.

I am as good a friend as you are.

I am not in love with him.

I don't have to believe something

that's not true...

Don't say that, don't...

- Don't say that, Brian.

- We're ready, Ms. Hoffman.

These songs...

that he's writing are really good.

I mean, they're not what...

you're used to hearing but they're really...

- fine.

- Well...

let me go listen to them...

let me hear them, and we'll see.

We'll see.

It makes me angry

that I have to pitch you like this...

that I have to sell you, make you go.

- Come on.

- Why not go?

You don't have to pitch me,

sell me, or ask me.

I'll go. If they're good...

I'll record them. I will record them, okay?

Okay.

I would appreciate that, Brian.

We're all waiting, Ms. Hoffman.

Thank you, John.

I like the songs.

You do?

Yeah.

Bull squash, Brian.

You got a different sound there, John,

a different sound altogether.

I think we gotta give them

some of your golden oldies.

Stuff that made you a household word.

I'll fix it, no favors. I'll make a mint.

You're new stuff is good,

I'll record it if you want.

But I don't think they'll buy

what they don't know.

I appreciate what you're doing...

but you can't have them songs anyway.

I want them.

- I wanna start my own label.

- That's good.

I'm getting too damn old for this road...

and I wanna be a mogul like you.

Live off everybody else.

Who are you?

Quentin.

Remember?

I used to be with Gary Danziger.

Oh, that Quentin.

How did you get in?

I came in with the pool man.

Guess how long I've had this.

Since Gary Danziger, I bet.

I was with him for a week.

It was a meaningful relationship.

Listen, you could help me out.

How about the same way you got in?

Listen, I'd like an interview.

I string for Rolling Stone

and all the pop magazines.

An exclusive interview.

I bet you would.

This is far out.

Out of sight!

Blows the mind.

Boy, you really have a way with words.

I can't wait to see what you write.

Please. I'd do anything for this interview.

You can ask Gary what I'd do.

I'm sure he'd tell me.

Gary says I'm terrific.

He really gets off on me.

Gary's been known to say things like that.

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