Eddie and the Cruisers II: Eddie Lives! Page #3

Not bad means

not bad.

And I suppose

thanks for nothing

means thanks

for nothing, right?

Listen, if I was in a bar

and I heard you playing,

it'd be nice

being in there.

But then I'd go home

and I'd forget all about it.

That's what

not bad means.

Thanks a lot, man.

Hey, you don't

want the truth, don't ask.

Make up your own,

like everybody else.

Look, man,

I want to learn. Is that okay?

You ain't

gonna learn nothing by impressing yourself

with some

five-minute guitar riff.

I mean, it was good,

it would dazzle an audience,

but that's

the easy part.

Okay, okay.

Hold on a second, hotshot.

Well, why don't you

show me something I don't know?

(PLAYING GUITAR)

Music's gotta live, man.

It's gotta breathe.

Just let it breath.

Well, how the hell

am I supposed to do that?

Practice.

And hard work.

Tough.

(SIGHS)

MAN 1:
Here they come!

MAN 2:
All right, get them.

Mr. Eisen! Mr. Eisen!

Who played backup on the mystery

tape if it wasn't the Cruisers?

That we don't know.

But we are offering

a $25,000 reward for anyone who can tell us.

And we need to know

when these songs were recorded.

What are you

implying?

Well, Eddie Wilson's body

was never found, right?

So you think Eddie

Wilson's still alive?

EISEN:
Well, let's just say

it's still a mystery, okay?

WOMAN:
Why do you think

he hasn't turned up?

When I talk to him,

I'll let you know.

So you do know

where he is?

We have had reports

that he's been seen

in 12 states

and in Paris, France.

We're checking that out.

WOMAN:
Could you

tell me something...

Mr. Eisen,

how long are you gonna keep up this scam?

What scam?

Get out of here. Come on!

(REPORTERS CLAMORING)

(SIGHS)

So how long do you think

we can keep up this scam?

As long as we got

records to sell.

(CHUCKLING)

Do you paint?

Buildings.

Ah!

What kind of buildings?

Big ones.

You know, this work

doesn't do a thing for me.

What do you think?

Me, I like the way

she exhausts her reds.

Oh.

I told you,

your work needs a warmer feel.

I paint what I see.

You've only sold

two paintings.

Make that three.

Excuse me?

I said, make that three.

I want to buy this one.

You can't just

rip the paintings out of the display.

If there's any damage,

you are going to pay for it.

Hey, pal,

the only damage I see

is you don't understand

her work.

MAN:
This is

a private showing.

Do you have

an invitation?

Diane invited me.

That was a mistake.

Oh, yeah, it was.

And not my first.

EDDIE:
Hey, come on,

take it easy.

You'll have other shows.

DIANE:
Your first show

is the most important.

I was hoping...

Forget it.

Let me give you

a ride home.

I'd rather walk.

Yeah, I'd like

to walk with you,

but I just bought

this painting,

and I like it a lot

and I don't want it to get ruined.

So help me

put it in my car, huh?

Do you really like it?

Yeah.

I can't believe you

did it from memory.

EDDIE:
Come on,

I want to show you something.

What are you doing?

I thought you were taking me home.

Don't you want

to go roller-skating?

Why in the hell

would I want to go roller-skating?

Why not?

Because I just

screwed up, I'm very depressed

and I don't know

how to roller-skate.

That's perfect.

I don't, either.

Come on.

(POP MUSIC PLAYING)

This is nuts.

I know. Come on, huh?

(GROANS)

(CHILDREN LAUGHING)

Are you all right?

You want I should

lay that girl out?

Come on.

Having fun yet?

Joe, I'm never gonna

be able to do this.

Sure you can.

Just follow the flow

of my legs, dear.

What, one foot?

One foot at a time.

You can try to move

both of them, but you'll probably fall.

You know

how to roller-skate, don't you?

Let's see.

Whoa.

All right, skaters,

get ready for some exciting music.

Tonight, right here

at Bobby's Rink,

we're gonna

give you a preview of the mystery tape

from the great Eddie Wilson!

Satin Records'

latest release!

Yes! It's called

Emotional Storm!

(EMOTIONAL STORM PLAYING)

What's wrong?

My legs got tired.

They didn't seem tired.

Just take your skates off

and let's get out here, okay?

Fine.

Hey, how you doing, man?

Listen, I was thinking

about what you were talking about...

Forget about

what I said, whatever it was.

You were right, man.

My music was missing something.

Man, get off of my back.

Remember when

we were jamming the other day?

Well, I made

a tape cassette, man.

You gotta hear this.

Not now.

Come on.

I gotta talk to you

about my band!

Come here, kid.

I don't want to talk to you

about any goddamn band!

So get off of my back,

all right?

Joe, take it easy.

Let him go.

Man, I just wanted

to jam with you.

If you don't

want it, fine.

Come on.

I don't feel right

keeping your painting without paying for it.

So when I get

the money together, I'll come back for it.

So, you do remember

how to talk, huh?

I mean,

you haven't said a word all the way here.

Why did that guy

make you so mad?

He wants me

to join his band.

So? Why don't you?

You wouldn't understand.

Try me.

Why do you care?

I do care.

Diane, I don't want

to hurt you.

Then I just

won't let you.

Good morning.

Joe, last night

you were scared of something.

I could feel it.

Does that guy have

something on you?

No.

Then what's the matter?

There's something

happening in my life I just can't handle.

Go on, please.

Diane,

a long time ago,

I had a band.

I wanted to create

the perfect sound, perfect music.

I spent a whole year

working on this album.

And when I was done,

I was proud of it.

And then

I handed it in.

And this guy

at Satin Records, he told me it was garbage.

He said I was finished.

The album

was un-releasable.

I can't go

through that again.

Well, I'm sure

people have forgotten your old band by now.

You could start...

No! That's the point! Nobody's forgotten!

I hear it and see it

every goddamn day on radio, television.

It's driving me crazy.

They like me better dead than alive!

What do you mean, "dead"?

What band

are you talking about?

The Cruisers.

Eddie and the Cruisers.

What are you saying, Joe?

I'm Eddie Wilson.

Oh, come on.

You and 10

other guys, right?

I've seen those

look-alike contests.

Eddie Wilson

died when his car went over a bridge.

Didn't he?

Didn't he?

I still don't remember

what happened.

I was driving.

The car hit the guard rail

of the bridge, and I lost control.

I remember swimming.

I was thinking

about Wendell Newton,

the sax player

from the Cruisers.

But he was dead.

So I got out.

I just split.

I left everyone

and everything behind.

And I hurt

a lot of people.

For 20 years,

it's been tearing me apart.

And everybody thinks

I'm dead.

I don't know

what I'm gonna do.

Why not just

tell everyone?

I mean, people want

Eddie to be alive, Joe.

Yeah.

People like Lew Eisen, so he can get

rich off an Eddie Wilson freak show.

Then don't say

who you are. Just play.

I won't measure up.

You should do it.

You should do it.

That's great!

That is great!

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