Eddie and the Cruisers Page #5

On drums, just going

through a phase,

Kenny Hopkins.

On sax, the bruiser...

Mr. Wendell newton.

On bass,

long, tall sally Amato.

And last but not least,

Your favorite

and mine...

Joann Carlino!

Hey, Eddie,

you forgot somebody!

Who did I forget?

The guy on the piano!

Ridgeway!

Oh! Oh, yeah.

On piano...

we got, uh...

Toby Tyler.

Stage name,

show business nom de plume.

He's that little boy

who ran away from home

And joined the circus,

isn't he?

He snuck into the tent

without a ticket

So he could see

all the wild animals inside,

The savage beasts,

the clowns, the freaks.

Let's hear it,

everybody,

For Toby Tyler!

All right, here we go!

Light up those lights!

your mama said

she don't like it

she don't like

that rock 'n' roll

oh, mama, mama

mama,

you just don't know

I don't wanna

hang up

my rock 'n' roll shoes

well, I get

that feelin'

every time

I hear them blues

the music's

got the beat

that will

keep you alive

the kids

are rock 'n' rollin'

from 8 to 85

and I don't wanna

hang up

my rock 'n' roll shoes

well,

I get that feelin'

every time

I hear them blues

The next day,

I told him

I was leaving,

And Id take

the bus back.

What did he say?

He said,

"ok. Sure, go ahead.

"I'll just

call up the union

And have them send

someone else over. "

Like so much

busted plumbing.

Then he asked me

to take a walk with him.

He didn't say anything

for the longest time.

Then he turned to me,

and he said...

"Wordman...

"we need each other.

Words and music. "

Then he crossed

his fingers

Showing how they

go together.

"Remember...

words and music. "

So you stayed.

Yeah.

I stayed.

But season in hell...

frank, how much influence

did Rimbaud have on Eddie?

Looking for ghosts?

Maybe.

You don't really think

Eddies still alive, do you?

I guess not.

But what about

the coincidence

Of season in hell?

Frank, what happened

to those tapes?

Hey, look.

It didn't work.

The record company

hated it.

They never released

the album.

Frank, I want to get

ahold of those tapes

And play them

on my show.

Let's let them

be heard.

Let the people decide

whether they're any good.

I don't know

where they are.

Honest.

I'd like to find them

as much as you would.

Frank...

is that why

you stopped writing?

Because they told you

you weren't any good?

Words and music,

remember?

Without Eddie,

There wasn't

any more music.

Good night, Maggie.

Good night, frank.

Im serious.

Doc wants to get

sally's band and us

To go back

on the circuit again.

the guy's

out of his head.

It's them old songs,

old memories.

They'll make you

crazy, man.

Just a phase,

huh, Kenny?

Yeah, sure.

We had some fun

times for a while, huh?

I liked being on top.

What's not to like?

You're out there in

the back of the caddy,

Balling some chick,

you know.

One of our tunes

come on the radio...

whoa! I mean, who was

better than me, right?

There was something special

about that time, you know?

I miss it.

You don't fool with

the memories, huh, Frankie?

I'm not so sure

I can stop.

Ok.

Ok, but if you're

gonna do that,

Then you gotta

take a look

At the whole story,

man.

I mean, there were

bad times, too...

The fights,

the arguments,

The hassles.

I mean, things,

Im sure,

You've forgotten

all about...

Toby Tyler.

Did he play hell

with you that night?

Yeah.

Yeah, right. You

remember Sal and doc

At each other's

throats?

Eddie and Joann

Not being able to

talk to each other.

Nobody talking

to each other.

Remember

Wendell dying?

Remember that?

I remember.

Yeah, right.

Heart attack, right?

Man, you still don't

know what went down.

What are you

talking about?

Where the hell

have you been?

Heart attack,

my ass!

What, you live

in a cloud?

It's time

you grew up.

Let's go.

Wendell.

Come on, Wendell,

let's go.

We've got to go, man.

Wendell.

Hey, Wendell.

Hey.

Stupid son of a b*tch.

Uh...

the other day, I buried

one of my best friends.

He was the best sax player

I ever heard.

And they tell me

I gotta come up here

And entertain

you people now.

I don't think

Ill be able to do that.

aw!

when the moon

hung soft and low

catching stardust

in the light

you held me closer

and closer

there was magic

in the night

whoa-Oh,

tender years

won't you wash away

my tears

how I wish

you were near

please don't go,

tender years

Hi.

Hi.

God, you look great.

I just came

from a rehearsal.

Still, you

look terrific.

I'm so glad

you called.

I wanted to

so many times, but...

now, this revivial

of our music...

I couldn't help

thinking about you,

Remembering

the good times we had.

I just had to see you

again, Joann.

We had fun,

didn't we, frank?

Yeah.

You know, Ive never

been able to let go.

To let you go.

I'm glad

you're here.

Hey. You know,

Ive seen all the guys.

You did?

Yeah. Kenny's

in Atlantic city

Dealing blackjack

in one of the casinos.

Really?

Yeah. Doc's a Dj

back in Asbury park.

Did you see sally?

Oh, yeah. Yeah.

He's knocking them dead

With the oldies

but goodies.

Can you believe he's

still playing Betty Lou?

Only now he's finally

doing it his way.

Without the caesura.

Yeah.

How do you feel, them

playing our old songs

On the radio again?

I guess it's fun,

but, you know,

The strangest things

have been happening lately.

I keep getting

these phone calls.

I pick up the phone,

And someone plays

tender years.

Then they hang up.

A couple times a day.

And last week, somebody

broke into my house.

They got

my place, too.

And doc's.

What's going on?

Who is it?

It's got to be

those old tapes.

Season in hell.

I see the writing

on the wall

ivory towers

bound to fall

voices whisper

in the wind

I can hear them callin'

love is the fire

burnin'

and I wanna burn

darkest hour

before the dawn

times we know will...

What the hell

are you doin'?

I've heard enough.

Just relax.

There's nothing can't

be fixed. Am I right?

This won't fix.

This is a disaster.

You wanna be a poet?

Try Greenwich village.

Lew, listen.

Another couple of weeks.

We can work...

Doc, take 6 weeks.

I still wouldn't know

what to do with it.

You want to know

what you can do with it?

I'll tell you

what you can do with it,

You son of a b*tch!

Hey, I put up 10 grand,

And I expect something

for my money.

This is what Ive been

waiting a year for...

A bunch of jerk-Offs

making weird sounds?

You're not gonna see

a red penny.

Easy, Eddie.

Now, hey, wait,

come on, man.

Hey, listen, Lew,

He's under pressure

since Wendell died.

Let me talk to him.

you ain't

talkin' to nobody!

Look, we'll

work somethin' out.

Bullshit!

Doc, don't

do me any favors.

I don't need this.

Lew! Lew! Lew!

Sh*t!

Are you crazy?

We had the money

in our hands, and you blew it.

You blew it!

Hey, come on!

Eddie...

you're wrong.

You're wrong!

Now listen to me.

I love you.

I've known you

longer than anyone else.

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