Great Balls of Fire! Page #4

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be takin' that big tour to England.

- England?

- Over there, you're bigger than Elvis.

Bigger than Elvis?

Say, don't you want JW

to read that over first?

JW?

He's your partner, isn't he?

Well, Mr Phillips,

I've really got to tell you something.

It's...

Just a second, Jerry.

Yeah.

Hi, Lois.

Uh-huh.

You don't say.

Oh, you don't say.

Yeah. Yeah.

- Our boy just married JW's daughter.

- What?

That's what I was tryin' to say. We've

been holding back from tellin' her folks.

I told you the boy should

have had a place of his own.

It's too late now. The dam has broke loose

and there is all kinds of hell comin' down.

Well, I guess they didn't take it

none too good, did they?

JW is on his way over here now

to shoot your ass full of holes.

- We gotta get this boy outta here.

- I mean it.

And by the way, brother, next time,

let me handle the accommodations.

Shut up!

Come out, you rat bastard!

- Put the gun down. Ain't nobody here.

- Where is that son of a b*tch?

- He's gone.

- Bullshit.

Jay, come on in here

and let's talk about this thing.

There ain't a goddamn thing

to talk about, Sam.

I'm gonna kill him. I swear I will kill him.

There are other ways

to handle this thing, man.

Give me the gun.

All right. I'm gonna call the police.

I'll have that little sh*t charged

with bigamy, incest, kidnapping.

I'll put his ass away for the rest of his life.

Think about it for a second.

You don't know if she's gonna

have a baby or what.

A baby?

It's happened before.

- Man, she's only 13 years old.

- You know something?

Who's to say things won't

work out between them?

Man, I've seen this happen

a hundred times before.

Sometimes they'll surprise you.

They may have a good life together.

Maybe not, but...

you're gonna have to live with

your actions for the rest of your life.

Bye, Daddy.

It's gonna be OK, Myra.

It's OK.

Hi. Hello, Lois.

Are you mad?

No, not any more.

Just hurt.

Well, I just want you to know

that I love Myra with all my heart,

and I'm gonna take real good care of her.

Jerry, she's just a child.

Maybe in years, but not inside

where it counts. And if you're worried...

Yeah, I'm worried about my little girl.

Well, don't.

Because she's my little girl now.

And I love her, and she loves me.

So I just hope you'll understand.

And I hope that Jay'll understand too

and stay on with the band,

now that we're makin' all this money.

Come on, baby doll.

That's Graceland.

That's where Elvis lives.

It's a sad day

for the women of America.

If you hadn't already heard, Elvis Presley

was inducted into the army today.

Can't help but make a fellow wonder

who'll be the next king of rock and roll.

That's gonna be you. I know it will.

- Goodbye, Elvis.

- And you'll be my queen.

Look, baby doll. Look right there.

Look at that. What is that?

- Oh! Jerry!

- What's that?

It's a pink house with a blue door,

that's what that is.

Just like my dollhouse!

- Hi.

- Hello. Go on in.

- Hi.

- Hi.

Oh!

So this room is the foyer

and a sunken living room.

Oh, my! The carpets, they come

with the house. So do the curtains.

Look at all the decorative trim. Over here

we have a wall, a whole wall of built-ins.

And the kitchen and the dining room. Over

here the black-and-white linoleum tile.

And the bedrooms.

Yes, you'll want to see those.

Yoo-hoo! Mr Lewis!

- Well, that's one pile. Now the other pile.

- Thanks.

Nine, ten. Be sure you date it.

Now, I want you boys to shake hands

and put your differences behind you.

I just want you to know, Jay,

she ain't pregnant.

I married her because I love her.

Now y'all are gonna be

one big happy family.

One, two, three, four.

I don't know how to be a wife.

I'm only 13 years old.

Oh.

You're all woman to Jerry Lee, honey.

Here comes the creepy mouse.

Ow!

Yeah.

There.

Where'd you learn to move like that?

I don't know. I just... I felt it in the music.

What?

What did I do? Did I do it wrong?

You don't move like no virgin.

Take it.

Just go on and take it.

Take the whole thing.

You'll come back, won't you?

I wonder if I shall.

We must obey the creeds and codes

that we've sworn our lives to.

I know that I must not come back.

And I know that nothing

in this world can keep me away.

I'm back, baby doll.

Oh, Jerry!

I don't care what you did before me.

- But, Jerry, I never...

- Sh.

30 shows in six cities in 37 days.

Man, we're gonna make us

a pile of money.

- Yeah.

- Yeah, how much, like, more or less?

- Well...

- Here he comes.

The next king of rock and roll.

Uh-oh.

- Hi, Daddy.

- What in the hell are you doin' here?

Wherever Jerry Lee Lewis goes,

Myra Gale Lewis goes too.

Uh, Jerry, we've been going all over

the plans for your big tour to England.

- Wanna take a look?

- Ooh, I'm so excited.

- I always wanted to go to England.

- Little lady,

we don't think it might be such a good

idea if you come along on this trip.

- Why not?

- Well, the folks over there, they...

they might not understand

about your marriage.

You being so young, and all.

We'll just say she's 15.

That'll be all right, won't it?

No.

The papers over there are saying you

could be the next king of rock and roll.

- But you gotta act accordingly.

- Yeah.

- It ain't fair. I wanna go.

- You're my daughter, and you ain't goin'.

She's my wife,

and I say she is goin'.

If Myra ain't goin', I ain't goin' neither.

It's all right, ma'am. She's my wife.

Well, maybe if someone got me a weddin'

ring people wouldn't do us thataway.

- I'm going back to talk to Mama.

- Hey, smell that.

Baby doll, I'm gonna buy you the finest

weddin' ring in all of London, England.

I hate covering arrivals.

I didn't hear you complain

when it was Liberace.

Oh, look here. You're not suggesting

that an artiste of Liberace's stature

can be likened to the boogie-woogie

of a gum-chewing country bumpkin?

Well, hello.

Look at him, sport! He's the new king

of rock and roll. Mr Lewis! Mr Lewis!

- Do you intend to record here?

- You stay right there.

Are you gonna meet your British fans?

How will British youngsters

respond to your music?

Just point me at a piano

and in 15 minutes

I'll have 'em shoutin' and a-shakin'

and a-shiverin' and a-shackin'.

What about that long hair

of yours, Mr Lewis?

Well, my killer wavy blond hair? It's just

so pretty I can't bring myself to cut it.

What cities are you playing in, Mr Lewis?

How long will you be

touring for, Mr Lewis?

Excuse me, Miss.

Are you related to Mr Lewis?

I'm Frankie Jean, Jerry Lee's sister.

Oh, yes. And what about you, Miss?

Um, I'm his wife.

I beg your pardon. I didn't catch that.

I'm Mrs Jerry Lee Lewis.

Mr Lewis.

Is it true that you're married to this... girl?

Yes, I am. And proud of it.

This is my little bride, Myra Gale Lewis.

- But she looks so young.

- How old is she?

Uh, she's 15.

- 15!

- Did he say 15?

15 years old? Isn't that

a bit young to be a wife?

Gosh, no. Back home, people get married

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