Jersey Boys Page #11

I don't think that's legal in Nevada.

- You don't give an inch, do you?

- I'm never gonna be first in line.

I'm always gonna be standing behind

Tommy and Bobby and Nicky and Joey.

Look, I gotta go.

Go tomorrow.

Come to Boston. We'll spend the weekend.

I can't. I got things.

Yeah, I know. Family and work.

And what's left, Frankie'?

Don't do this. Not now.

Why?

So we can have a drink?

Go around one more time?

I'm sorry, sweetheart.

I gotta get off the merry-go-round.

It's no fun anymore.

Fourteen nine, 14,950, 15,000.

Okay, we're good.

Everybody's whole now, right?

Frankie, you know it was nothing personal.

Norm...

...say goodbye.

Take care, gentlemen.

I told you, if you do the work,

everything follows.

Heh.

Thanks.

- Long life.

- Long life.

Long life.

Ah. it's my daughter Francine.

She calls every Friday at 10.

That's good, Frankie.

She's playing Victoria's in Plainfield.

Francine, just a second, okay?

Just a minute.

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- All right. Call me later.

- All right.

Thanks again.

Francine, you'll never guess

who was just here.

- Excuse me?

You're the father of Francine Valli?

Yes, this is her father.

This is the New York Police Department.

ls something wrong? Is she all right?

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For this is our God, forever and ever.

Get you a plaque on this booth.

How you doing?

Never better.

Yeah.

I got something I think belongs to you.

Open it.

Crewe and I got together.

Bob, I just buried a child.

You want me to sing a love song'?

You gotta climb out of this, Frankie.

It'll kill you.

She had a bigger range than me.

Did you know that?

And in here, she had it.

What was I supposed to do,

put her on a leash?

Chain her to the bed?

They grow up, they go out...

...and some stu cazzo with a bottle of pills

is waiting and it's over.

Don't blame yourself.

Really?

Who, then?

All right, look.

Do me a favor.

Just take it home.

Look at it.

There's something not right in the release.

Maybe you'll have an idea.

- Bob, I don't know-

- Just look at it.

Here. Wear this, would you?

We don't need you catching pneumonia too.

Yeah.

You know, the problem is you're

modulating up after the bridge...

- ...and I don't think you should. You listening?

- Yeah. Go ahead.

Yeah, you know, your music...

...and Crewe's lyric,

they're working really well together.

You know, you goose it up too much,

I don't know, it gets cheesy.

Maybe a few notes here and there.

All right. Well, uh...

Why don't you come over

tomorrow and we'll talk about it?

Check my schedule.

Good idea.

Okay, people, take five.

Five-minute break.

I sprung for the session.

What else do you want?

Release the song.

I don't know what to do with it.

It's too hard for pop, too soft for rock.

But, Al, ifs a new kind of song.

You're the president of a record company.

Do the right thing. Find the next thing.

What are you busting my chops?

You drag me down to hear some

art song that's never gonna get airplay.

Okay, listen to me.

Frankie's going through hell.

We've made you a lot of money.

Come on. Do the right thing.

Because deep down,

very, very, very deep down...

...I know that you are a decent human being.

I'll be candid with you, my friend.

Frankie's okay. He's no Neil Sedaka.

Then I want out of our contract.

And I'm taking you to court

to get back our masters.

You don't have the balls.

Try me.

Okay. Call me sentimental.

Here's the deal:

You get some stations to play it,

I'll release the damn song.

They say no...

...you take your work of an

and stick it where the sun don't shine.

Thank you, Al, you're a class act.

It's very nice. Say hi to the kids.

Merry Christmas.

Okay, folks, we're back.

- So how did that go?

- Good. Very good.

Noise. So where do you

wanna break the song?

- Detroit. The Roostertail.

- Detroit. That's WJR.

I know that guy. Marty something.

Mr. First Nights-r.

Three hundred pounds. Disgusting.

So we get him in there...

...we lay on the food, we lay on the booze,

we give him the full treatment.

The guy's a moron, but he's not stupid.

He hears the crowd,

you'll get airplay. Don't worry.

- That's just Detroit.

- Let me finish.

So we follow up.

Philly, Boston, Chicago, San Francisco.

You start a little movement.

People start talking.

They talk more. It's a chain reaction.

"Where did you find that song?"

All right.

Stations start getting calls.

"We wanna hear that song."

"Where is that song?"

"What is wrong with you people?"

Okay, everybody.

"Play the f***ing song already!"

You're just too good to be true

Can't take my eyes off you

You'd be Bike heaven to touch

I wanna ma you so much

At long last love has arrived

And I thank God I'm alive

You're just too good to be true

Can't take my eyes off you

Pardon the way ma! I stare

There's nothing else 10 compare

The sight of you leaves me weak

There are no words Ref': to speak

But if you feel like I feel

Please let me know that it's real

You're just too good to be true

loan? take my eyes off you

I Rave you, baby

And if it's quite all right

I need you, baby

To warm the lonely nights

I Rave you, baby

Trust in me when t say

Oh, pretty baby

Don't bring me down, I pray

Oh, pretty baby

Now that I've found you stay

And let me love you, baby

Let me love you

You're just too good to be true

Can't take my eyes off you

You'd be Bike heaven to touch

I wanna ma you so much

At long last love has arrived

And I thank God I'm alive

You're just too good to be true

Can't take my eyes off you

I Rave you, baby

And if it's quite all right

I need you, baby

To warm the lonely nights

I Rave you, baby

Trust in me when t say

Oh, pretty baby

Don't bring me down, {pray

Oh, pretty baby

Now that I've found you stay

And let me love you, baby

Let me love you

You're just too good to be true

Wow.

Nothings changed except for Frankie,

right?

Hey, hey. So you guys haven't sung

together in how long?

Twenty-five years.

- Twelve years.

- Since 1912.

- Now that you sing your songs...

...what's different?

The keys. They're a little lower.

Not for you, but for us.

Are the songs tougher,

more meaning, different meaning?

This is the first time we've sung

together tonight in a long time.

So we'll find out tonight.

- Good to know. Thanks.

Is that Tommy?

Hey, there's Tommy.

There's Tommy.

Hello, sir.

- Good to see you.

- Bobby, good to see you.

- Tommooch.

- Machoch.

Good to see you.

So I haven't seen these guys in ages.

Good to see you, Frankie.

How's life, Tommy?

I can't complain.

Here.

All right. All right, Tommy.

Let's go inside.

It's been over 20 years...

...since these guys have appeared

on the same stage together...

...and what better stage for a reunion

than this one?

Ladies and gentlemen,

please welcome...

...my old friends

and brand-new Hall of Famers:

The original Four Seasons!

Rag doll, ooh

I love you just the way you are

Hand-me-down

When she was just a kid

Her clothes were hand-me-downs

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