Jersey Boys Page #5

I got some good news.

I laid on a limo.

We're going down to Atlantic City.

I got a suite at the Traymore,

we're gonna take in a couple of shows...

- ...have a little party, make a bunch of connects.

- We're gonna pass, Tommy.

What do you mean, pass?

What are you, a quarterback now?

You pass on things? Is that what you do?

When you ever pass on Atlantic City?

- We sent out those demos, you know?

- We who?

Me and Bobby. We're gonna

go into town and follow up.

Oh, you and Bobby?

Nobody's getting any younger

around here, Tommy.

I don't wanna go to a party.

I don't wanna go to Traymore.

I wanna get a record contract

and feed my family.

Whoa, whoa. Excuse me.

What do you think,

I'm trying to take food off your plate? Huh?

All right, go out with the demos.

But you gotta do things the right way.

You talk to me before you do anything.

- Of course, Tommy.

- I'm sorry, was I speaking to you?

Mr. Bobby Businessman. All right, you know

what? You go out with the demos too.

And when you're done,

maybe you could take over General Motors.

All right, Tommy, take it easy.

- We going?

- Yeah, let's go.

- Thanks.

You're welcome.

Knock me off my feet

Best years I've shared

And raindrops fell

Oh.

Hi. We're the Four Lovers.

We sent you a demo.

Not interested.

Hi. We're the Four Lovers.

- We sent you a demo-

- Sorry.

- Hi. We're the Four Lovers. We sent y0u-

You're the Four Lovers?

- Yeah.

- Well, two of them.

- No, no. Four Lovers is a colored group.

- No, that's us.

I love you so

Not bad.

Come back when you're black.

Get out here, you chickenshit.

I'll rip your throat out!

Hey, Toto, watch your mouth.

You're not in Newark anymore.

Crews. Ha-ha-ha.

As I live and breathe,

Frankie Castelluccio!

No, it's Valli new. Frankie Valli.

With an

And why not?

- What are you doing here?

- I'm making hit records. You?

We got a new group.

The Four Lovers. Here, take a demo.

Who's your friend?

Ah. The next Otis Blackwell. Heh.

Bob Creme, Bob Gaudio.

- He's got the best ears in the business.

- They're all right.

Well, hello, young man.

You young, young...

...young, young man.

Scorpio.

Gaudio.

No, no, no, silly goose.

Your birthday.

November 17th.

November 12th.

Oh, it's a sign.

The stars are in alignment.

Follow me, boys.

Destiny awaits.

I remember thinking at the time there

was something off about this guy.

I mean, this was like, 1959.

People thought Liberace was just,

you know...

...theatrical.

Welcome to civilization, mes enfants.

- Where did he get his drink?

Vassar.

Hi.

So this is where the magic happens?

No, darling. The magic happens

in the bedroom.

It's not the back seat,

but I prefer a roof over my head.

I'm joking. Go make some friends

and don't get into trouble.

- He's so serious.

Holy sh*t.

It's like Jane of the jungle

over there, times two.

Is that vodka?

- Uh-huh.

Give me a triple.

I'll take a whiskey.

- How much is that?

- Oh, it's free.

It's fascinating, isn't it?

He has such...

...freedom.

Hmm.

They should take it away.

- The painting?

- His freedom.

So looks like I forgot my gold head wrap.

- The best of the best.

- Ah.

So, what do you do?

- Me, I'm a hairdresser.

Professionally?

Well, during the day.

At night, I put on a cape and fight crime.

- You're funny. That's funny.

- Thanks.

Good thing I'm married.

So you two room together, is that it?

We do everything together.

- Really?

Mm-hm.

How old are you?

Together, or separately?

Hey, what are you doing?

Shut up.

Like he'll miss it.

Crewe introduced us to a whole new world.

He signed us to a record contract

and it seemed like we were on our way.

- That was good.

But we had a problem.

Still care

Still care

I still care for you

- Still care

- Still care

Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh

We never read the fine print.

The contract had us as backup singers

with an option to record four of our songs.

Crewe-'s option.

So we spent the next year being

the musical equivalent of room service.

Even in the dark of night

Knowing that you're not in sight

- l still care

- l still care

Maybe if you love me

You?! give me another chance

Chance, I

'Cause I still care

I still care for you

Sorry. We won't- Sorry.

Did you get all that?

Billy Dixon and the Topix.

"Trance." Take three.

Late last night

Strolling down the street

I saw a ghost that...

Stop the tape.

You guys are not hearing it like I do.

I'm sorry, Crewe.

How do you hear it?

I'm hearing it in sky blue.

You're giving me brown.

- Maybe that's because you're paying us sh*t.

- Excuse me?

I'm sorry. Famous ears clogged up?

I'll say it into the mike.

Maybe because

you're paying us f***ing sh*t.

- Is there a problem?

- Yeah.

Let's see what the goddamn problem is.

We got his attention. He's coming down.

It's about f***ing time.

Are our sessions cutting

into your time at the track?

- Let me tell you the problem.

- Here's the problem:

You said you'd record us. That was a year ago.

When are you gonna record us?

- Give me a hit.

- I've given you 10 hits.

They're all derivative.

Find yourselves a name and a sound and

then maybe we can make something happen.

How do you know what's a hit

until you get it out there?

Okay. You want me to produce

four songs? Get me the money.

- What are you talking about?

- I am tapped out.

You want a session,

it's gonna cost you $3500.

Eight rooms on Park Avenue,

he's tapped out.

Ten, Sam Spade. And I've got

certain personal obligations.

Yeah. No, I saw him.

Don't get me started, baby.

Perfect.

Could use a little more color.

Thanks a lot.

Pleasure working with you.

Yeah, maybe powder blue.

Royal blue.

Bullshit.

Crewe-'s right about one thing.

Your sangs are derivative.

Really?

Y0u don't think I know

what that means?

t means they all sound like each other.

Lay off. Let Bob write the songs,

you make the bookings, okay?

Okay, okay, okay.

I talked to the manager.

You do two sets. It's a cool $350 a night.

Ten nights, you got your session.

- And I'm only gonna take 5 percent.

- What?

Or not. Joking.

- How about it?

- Okay, let's do it.

Good.

Uh...

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It's good.

Wait, wait, wait.

What's your name?

- The Romans.

The Topix.

- The Varietones.

- The Topix.

- The Four Lovers.

No, no, no.

You. I know you.

You used to come in here.

You had some kind of scam going.

Spotting pins and betting on the games.

- I never been here before.

I never forget a face.

Get out. All of you. Come on, let's go.

Come on, before Jesus gets back.

Let's go. Move.

You have a memory like an elephant.

I don't need a band, I got a jukebox.

Someday we'll be on that f***ing

jukebox.

I'm not gonna hire you, I got no slots left.

The Four Lovers.

You look like the Four Felons.

That went well.

Hey, Joey, you're a real prick.

This is crazy. We gotta find a club.

Forget the clubs.

What we want is a record contract.

What contract?

We can't even book a lousy bowling alley.

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