All That Jazz Page #4
- R
- Year:
- 1979
- 123 min
- 1,384 Views
the Debbies, the Donnas...
l can't even remember
all their names. Give me a hand.
Keep playing, Paul.
Bet you can't either. Quick, tell me, what
was the name of the girl in Philadelphia?
The blonde with the television show?
Oh, the blonde with the television
show in Philadelphia?
l remember that girl's name.
Because that girl meant something to me.
The blonde with the television show,
her name was Sweetheart.
- Honey?
- No.
Baby?
l can't remember her name.
Dorothy.
- Dorothy.
- Who cares?
l can't remember her name.
The number's lookin' good.
Keep working.
- ls he gonna cut the number?
- No, l don't think so, Paul.
He's gonna cut it. He's gonna cut it.
Oh, God, that man.
l's showtime, folks.
l's... i's not quite ready yet.
And, Paul, i's not exactly
- Hm?
- l's a little different.
- Mind doing that somewhere else?
- Sorry.
lf you wanna come in, l'll show it
to you in about five minutes.
Take off with us
Take off with us
We're warmin' up so
We're warmin' up
NY to LA
Going all the way
Won't you climb aboard
You'll ride as smooth as glass
Glass
Meet our friendly, eager crew
They only live to service you
Service, service, service you
This flight, this flight comes complete
With your choice of seat
And any seat you grab will be first class
Up there, where the clouds are pillowy
You're as close to heaven
as you'll ever be
Lean back, relax
Here come the snacks
Drop your diet, have a fall
Don't stop, don't stop, don't stop with one
Try 'em all
Try 'em all
The music's ready to begin
Take out your headset, plug it in
Wha's your answer, chum?
Are you gonna come?
On the coolest, hottest
Coolest, hottest
Coolest, hottest trip tha's ever been
Lean back, relax
Thanks, thanks a lot, but i's
not exactly over yet. Murray?
Smoke, smoke.
Smoke... Smoke...
The lights go down
and a light comes up over there.
Welcome. Welcome aboard Air Rotica.
Take off with us
Flying not only coast to coast...
...but anywhere your desires
and fantasies wish to take you.
Take off with us
Let us all get to know one another.
- Remember, we can take you anywhere.
- They're taking their clothes off.
Mm-hm.
Just reach out your hand
and introduce yourselves.
- My name is Sam.
- My name is Otto.
- My name is Jennifer.
- My name is Rima.
- Gary.
- John.
Uh-oh. l think we just lost
the family audience.
- My name is Candace.
- My name is Jennifer.
- My name is Rima.
- My name is Danny.
- My name is Autumn.
- My name's Sandahl.
- My name is John.
- My name is Gary.
And don't forget about
our group fun, fun, fun plan.
Now Sinatra will never record it.
from the side of the stage and says...
- "Not once, during any of our flights..."
- Goodbye.
- See you around.
- Hope to see you again real soon.
"...of any real human communication."
- Well, uh...
- Goodbye.
"Our motto is:
we take youeverywhere, but get you nowhere."
Boy, l hate to hurt his feelings,
but we can't have that on a stage.
Take five.
Well?
Yeah, i's, um... i's, uh...
interesting.
Yes, very interesting.
Did you like it?
- l's unusual.
- Mm-hm, very unusual.
Oh, l don't think they liked it.
What do you think?
l don't know about the audiences, but
l think i's the best work you've ever done.
You son of a b*tch.
Jesus Christ! Sex, sex, sex - can't he
ever think of anything else but sex?
Tha's his sickness.
Nah, nothin' l ever do is good enough.
l's not beautiful enough, i's not
funny enough, i's not deep enough...
l's not anything enough.
Now, when l see a rose, tha's perfect.
l mean, tha's perfect. l wanna look up to God
and say "How the hell did you do that?"
- "And why the hell can't l do that?"
- Tha's probably one of your better con lines.
Yeah, it is. But that
doesn't mean l don't mean it.
If l were God...
Sometimes l think l am...
Depends on the sh*t you're smoking...
If l were God, man,
everybody would live for ever.
No death, man. No pennies
on the eyes for anybody.
You know, man, death
Death is in.
Books, magazine articles, TVshows, Ken
and Barbie dolls with a mutual suicide pact...
Buried them in a little shoebox.
Knew a guy who bought a pair of them.
He was into doll necrophilia.
If it cuts...
- All right, little thing. Oooh!
- l's terrific.
There's a lady in Chicago, man,
wrote a book. Dr K'bler-Ross, with a dash.
This chick, man, without
has broken the process
of death into five stages.
Anger, denial, bargaining,
depression and acceptance.
- Tha's it.
- Sounds like a Jewish law firm.
- Got time to make some changes?
- Not and make the screening tonight, no.
- l cannot believe people are gonna see this.
- Neither can l.
- l's a bomb.
- Really?
Yeah, really. You'll have to make a speech.
Tell 'em i's a rough cut, we're not finished...
- Tell 'em any excuse you can think of.
- Why don't you tell 'em?
- l'm not gonna be there.
- You're not coming? Where you gonna be?
Hiding someplace, probably
vomiting, or drinking, or both.
We'll start recutting Monday morning.
They bought that love story?
Oh, l'm sorry.
l wasn't answering the phone.
l think they told me they liked it.
Just wasn't answering the phone...
Come on, don't bullshit a bullshitter.
No, l don't believe you either.
l'll have her home by 10.30, don't worry. Bye.
Oh, sh*t.
Hello. Stacy? Oh, listen,
l'm sorry. l'm in a meeting.
Just don't panic on the staircase.
how much they liked the screening.
One was my producer, one was
my lawyer and one was Michelle's mother.
Oh, Joe, everybody loved it. We tried to
tell you that last night. You wouldn't listen.
You know, that was the first R-rated
movie l ever saw, and l loved it.
- Did you understand it?
- Well, l understood everything
except the part where the two girls
were in bed together and they were kissing.
What was that supposed to mean?
- No.
- What was that supposed to mean?
- Well, Michelle, uh,
there are certain women who...
- Who...?
- Thanks a lot.
There are certain women
who just don't relate to men, so they...
l think lesbian scenes are a big turn-off.
l shoulda cut it.
- Wha's goin' on here?
- Never mind. You'll find out.
- Couldn't l be doin' somethin'?
- Just turn off the lights when we tell you.
- Turn on the phonograph when we tell you.
- Yes, ma'am.
Oh, no, don't...
- Where'd you get those hats?
- Not tellin' ya.
Tha's for us to know and for you to find out.
- Oh, the lights, lights, lights.
- Joe, could you turn off the lights, please?
Now turn on those whachamacallit lights.
Yes, ma'am.
Crash!
Ladies and gentlemen, in honour
of El Stinko, El Blotto's screening
of Joe Gideon's new film, The Stand-up,
we are proud to present those two
dancing sensations Jagger and Gideon!
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