Finding Graceland

Synopsis: The King of Rock-n-Roll lives! On his way across New Mexico, Byron Gruman picks up a hitch-hiking impersonator who says he's Elvis Presley really. Skeptical and trying to shake the memory of his wife's death, Byron just wants to drop Elvis off at his Memphis destination. Instead, he finds himself won over by this King, much like everyone they meet including a sexy Marilyn Monroe look-alike. Featuring a scene that was shot inside the Graceland Mansion thanks to Priscilla Presley's involvement as executive producer. With Harvey Keitel, Bridget Fonda, Johnathon Schaech.
Genre: Biography, Drama
Director(s): David Winkler
Production: Sony Pictures Home Entertainment
 
IMDB:
6.5
Rotten Tomatoes:
40%
PG-13
Year:
1998
106 min
72 Views


Damn, I wish you'd let me

take you on a bit further.

You've already gone too far off

your route these past couple of days.

But thank you.

It's generous folk like yourself

keeping our nation great.

I don't know what I'd have done

if you hadn't come along.

I was all bottled up.

Damn close to doin' something.

I know that.

And I hope those thoughts

are nothin' but distant memories now.

It's taken every bit of my strength...

but I finally believe you're right.

Don't worry, friend.

We'll meet again someplace.

I just know it.

God bless.

Did I ever tell you why

I love livin' in Memphis?

You can go further north, south,

east or west...

but you cannot get

any closer to heaven.

You know, that's kind of poetic.

But then what man has ever had

a muse like you?

Say yes again.

You have no idea how perfect

that sounds off your lips.

Yes.

How do you want

to spend the day, Bea?

A little drive?

Sounds good to me.

Back away from the car.

Son...

I gotta tell you...

this car is one of the more beautiful

sights I've seen in a long time.

The 1959 convertible

is the finest machine...

Cadillac ever built.

Titanic V-8...

390 cubic inches...

345 horses.

The cream of American history.

You best take care of this one.

She's runnin' hot...

and it's a mean sun today.

This car keeps no secrets from me.

Maybe we could share some secrets

of our own.

The name's Elvis.

I'm tryin' to find my way to Memphis.

I got a dinner date this Sunday.

And I'm being reeled back home

like a floppin' catfish.

Man, I can't tell you how it excites me

to see folks haven't forgotten me.

Why don't you hightail us

up to that vehicle...

so we can get an eyeful

of who's behind that wheel?

I don't like crowded roads.

Well, everybody has their quirks.

Maybe we should start small.

You got a name?

Byron Gruman.

Byron, huh?

Mind if I call you "Burn"?

I've met so many people over the years,

I've come to rely on nicknames.

We won't be together long enough

for it to matter what you call me.

Perhaps, but you never know

what fate holds in store for you.

Look at me.

When I was a poor sharecropper's son

driving a truck...

every time a big, shiny car

like that drove by...

it started me daydreaming.

So I worked hard,

served my country.

I did all right.

Then one day my life

spiraled out of my hands.

I lost sight

of what was meaningful.

My wife, my child, my music.

I found myself needin' time

just to catch my breath, so I split.

It's a fascinating story.

But besides that hair,

you hardly even look like Elvis.

I think I look pretty good, considering

I've been on my feet for 20 years.

You're a drifter.

The title ain't nearly as rewarding

as the work.

I travel around, lend a hand

to folks who need it.

What about you? What line of work

lies in your tomorrow?

I don't think much about the future.

Well, I've given worse off than you

their footing.

Listen. I'm gonna stop here

for a while.

No matter what, I usually keep

a few states between me and Tennessee.

Tell you what.

Why don't I buy you some lunch here?

Then you drop me off

just over the state line in Texas.

I can catch a good ride there.

I guess I could eat something.

Man alive!

That was almost as tasty

as my mama used to do.

God bless her soul.

You said you had a dinner date

this Sunday?

Recognize the day, do you?

Not really.

Then I guess you're not much

of a fan of mine.

Son, come this Sunday

it'll be August 16.

The anniversary of the day I died.

I suppose this ridiculous tale

is your version of a mid-life crisis?

Well, I did turn 60 a while back.

But it was more than that.

All these years on the trail

made me realize...

that the life I left behind

wasn't so bad after all.

So I decided it was time

to resume my career.

Wrote everyone back home

and told them to have a bash...

waitin' at my estate

come Sunday afternoon.

I wouldn't expect much of a homecoming

if I was you.

That's $10.80 all together.

Listen, Burn, I'll need

a small loan here.

I'm sure the good folks at Graceland

will pay you back.

Plus interest.

- You don't have any money?

- My word is gold.

Good.

Then you shouldn't have any problem

talking your way out of washing dishes.

Hold on.

Somebody has to pay for this.

Franny, why don't we settle this

between the two of us.

Honey, I can tell you waited on

some high rollers now and then.

- What's this?

- Don't bother thanking me.

But the tab was nearly $11.00.

I insist you put down more for the tip.

- You what?

- I insist.

I'll wrestle it out of you

if I have to.

Why, Elvis, you are the gentleman.

Keep the faith, sweet lady.

What's your problem, son?

My problem?

You're my only problem.

Other than that,

life's peachy-keen.

First I give you a ride.

Then I'm forced to spring

for your damn lunch.

Okay, you got a right

to be angry.

But walk a mile in my shoes, Burn.

I'm rich, famous, vulnerable.

I got to know the kind of man

I'm befriendin'.

Who the hell are you to judge me?

You don't know me.

You don't know what I've been through.

Judging from that tarnished ring

you wear, it's pretty clear.

Your wife left you.

But taking it out on that woman

back there wasn't fair.

My wife didn't leave me.

She's dead.

She died in a car accident

over a year ago. You happy now?

I don't celebrate death, Byron.

Trust me.

I've lost more than my share

of loved ones.

I don't want to hear any more lies

about your life.

Let's get something straight.

I don't believe you're Elvis.

Frankly, I don't care who you are...

or what terrible things

have happened to your life.

I'm gonna make you care, Burn.

I'm gonna make you believe.

I'm gonna take you to Texas...

because unlike you

I'm a man who keeps his word.

After that, we're history.

If you say so.

But I'm warnin' you.

You'll be sorry once I'm gone.

Don't bet on it.

Well, Burn, I guess this is it.

Again...

I'm sorry if I did anything

to pester you.

Forget it.

Good luck, wherever you're headed.

I got a feeling our destinations

aren't so far apart.

But wherever you go,

remember the King.

Just one night.

Seventeen.

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

I've seen better.

Thank you.

Get on up, baby!

It's time to party with the King.

Wake up.

Well, read 'em and weep, Elvis.

Girls, if you're gonna trounce me...

the least you could do is make it look

like you're concentratin'.

Listen, son...

I'm gonna need some help here.

In a few minutes,

this situation...

might be more than a man

of my propriety can handle.

One hand.

Will you promise me you'll leave

right after, rain or shine?

Seeing you take a risk

will be well worth a wet coat.

Girls, you're in trouble now.

I found me an ally.

Sit here, soldier.

We can swap war stories.

Be sweet to me and I might even

let you see my purple heart.

I'm afraid there won't be time

for that.

Full house.

Damn!

Nice deal, Maggie.

That's not fair, Heather.

Burn hasn't picked you yet.

I know, but I picked him.

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Jason Horwitch

Jason Horwitch is an American film and television writer. He is the recipient of the Writers Guild of America’s Paul Selvin Award for FX’s The Pentagon Papers. Horwitch created AMC’s conspiracy thriller television series Rubicon and was a writer/producer on the TV series Southland. Horwitch got his start on the TV series Medical Investigation, wrote the made-for-television film Joe and Max, and co-wrote the independent feature Finding Graceland. more…

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