Finding Graceland Page #3

- Does it matter?

- What?

So what if I might have lied to Hap?

And I'm not saying I did,

but he believed me.

He can rest easier now.

So what harm am l?

You think your games are harmless?

Let me tell you what kind of damage

a car can do when it's out of control.

Just imagine you're driving

alongside a train.

You take your eyes off the road

for just one second to kiss your wife.

When you turn back,

the train's comin' at you.

That's tragic, all right, Burn.

But imagine the freedom you'd feel...

if you would admit

what really happened that night.

How would you know what happened?

Great! Now look what you did!

I fix what I break.

Stay away from this car.

Come near this car again, I'll kill you.

All right. It's all right.

It's all right by me.

I'll walk the rest of the way.

Remember the--

Ah, hell. Forget the King.

The King's dead!

Well...

besides needin' a new radiator

and some serious bodywork...

man, this thing

is surprisingly healthy.

Come back first light in the mornin',

you'll be surprised how she runs.

How much is it gonna cost me?

Not a penny.

You're kiddin'.

No, man. Elvis covered you.

And we take special care

of friend's of the King.

You know where he went?

Head down that road there

with your eyes open.

You can't miss him.

See ya later.

Ladies and gentlemen,

dress up the front line.

We have a new shooter coming out.

Eleven! Yes, ladies and gentlemen,

play the game.

Baby needs a new pair of shoes!

- Seven the winner!

- Way to go!

Hey, there.

Let it ride, dealer, for my friend.

Norma Jean, I wonder

if you'd do me the honor...

of bringin' Lady Luck

to these here cubes.

- Oh, I couldn't possibly gamble.

- Come on, Marilyn.

You know you can't refuse the King.

No good subject would.

- Come on, baby!

- No more bets. Comin' out.

A winner! Eleven!

Damn, I told her to lay off

the sleeping pills.

Is there a doctor in the house?

Don't worry, the boy's in med school.

Ma'am. Ma'am!

I'll be damned.

What the hell are you doing?

Oh, I'm so sorry.

I guess the sight of all that money

must've taken my breath away.

Then when I woke to find such

a handsome young man kissing me...

I just couldn't help myself.

Are you all right, honey?

I think so.

Can you make out my face?

Elvis?

- She sounds healthy to me!

- Marilyn lives!

Let's hear it, ladies and gentlemen!

All right!

Come to our show tonight...

in the Bijou Theatre

and see her live on stage.

Thank you, Elvis.

And to this brave, young man.

I do love doctors, almost as much as

I love playwrights and baseball players.

Thanks. Bye.

Come on, Elvis.

Place your bets on the front line.

All bets down, sir.

Let it ride, dealer.

Do or die.

Are you crazy?

There must be $5,000 there.

Who invited you to the party?

Baby needs a new pair of shoes!

Snake eyes! Crap dice.

Loser!

I'm sorry, sir.

That's all right.

I guess Lady Luck's been frightened away

to another table.

Remember the King!

You got enough for bus fare?

What's the matter?

Forget some insult

you wanted to hurl at me?

I wanted to thank you

for sending that tow back.

I'd probably still be sitting there.

Look, I apologize for getting

a bit dramatic back there.

But you've got to admit,

you are a bit jarring on one's system.

Why is that, Burn?

What exactly is it about me

that rattles you...

besides my music?

Actually, I like your singing.

Beatrice loved your sing--

I mean Elvis' songs.

Son, just once I'd like to hear you

call me by my name.

Just once!

Then maybe I'd believe...

you could take a likin' to something

other than your own misery.

Hold on.

What's this?

It's the last of my savings.

It should cover the cost of the car.

I'm drowning in human kindness.

Damn it. Take the money.

You haven't heard a word I've said

since we met, have you?

The best gratuity you could show me

is friendship.

If money meant anything to me...

I wouldn't have left

the mansion and plane behind.

Seems to me you haven't traveled

as far as you think.

My God! That girl

does resemble Marilyn.

For a moment,

she actually had me fooled.

I like that in a woman.

I thought you would.

It got a pretty good reaction,

you know.

"Remember the King!"

That's great.

And that accent.

Have you ever seen anyone

so convinced he was Elvis?

Convinced?

What's there to doubt?

Oh, I'm so sorry.

Save the song and dance for the show,

Miss Monroe.

I'm always one for enjoying humor

at my expense.

Especially from one so beautiful.

Very smooth. I like it.

Thank you.

Friends, these are those kind guests

I was telling you about.

Elvis, this is Corey and Connie.

That's Al. He's a lawyer from L.A.

This is Sheldon, who runs a chain

of carpet stores in Oregon.

And that's his wife Pam.

I think you met Gene.

He's the casino entertainment director.

And I'm actually Giles.

"A rose by any other name

would still smell as sweet."

Thank you.

This is Byron Gruman.

Yes, we're quite intimate already.

I'm in shock that you're not

in Graceland this time of the year.

It's been murder trying to find

a good Elvis during the annual vigil.

It's true. Although with a little

mousse, this one might do the trick.

- Don't you think?

- Only one of us is headed to Memphis.

Excuse me.

I have to pick up my car.

- Forgive my friend.

- Sure.

Hold on, Burn!

Where're you goin'?

The party was just gearing up.

Those people can help you to where

you're going quicker than I can.

You still don't believe a thing

I've told you about myself, do you?

You want me to lie to you?

Of course not.

But give me one last chance

to prove myself.

Step outside for a spell,

and I swear, when you return...

I'll have evidence

even you can't question.

What are you scheming now?

Just help me out this once.

Besides, I happen to know your car

won't be ready till morning.

See anything you like?

Is this yours?

When the payments are met,

which isn't always.

So, if you moonlight as a thief,

may I suggest the guest parking lot?

No, I'm just curious.

You passed us on the road

the past couple days.

I pass a lot of people.

You mean you make passes

at a lot of people.

Comes with the job.

Let me ask you something.

When you faint in casinos,

do you kiss every man that revives you?

Actually, that was a first.

But I've learned to trust

my impulses.

Did you ever think someone

might not want to be kissed?

Isn't every American male

attracted to Marilyn Monroe?

Great.

Another deranged soul.

Is there something you wanted?

Nothing.

That's what I thought.

Look...

I didn't mean to be cold.

It's just that I didn't think

life could get any stranger.

Now I find myself stuck

in Mississippi...

the only person sane enough

to recall his own name.

It's cooler inside.

There's a beer in the fridge

if you want it.

What's the deal with your father?

He takes his Elvis pretty seriously.

He's not my father.

He sort of attached himself to me.

He cries in his sleep. I imagine he's

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