Love Me or Leave Me Page #7
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- 1955
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a picture together. Really I am.
when we worked.
And that's what we're here for, isn't it?
To work.
By all means. Let's get to work.
Have you looked over the songs?
Here are some choices.
Doesn't make any difference.
Whatever you think.
Shall we get started?
All right.
I think you know this.
It's an old one of mine.
I'll Never Stop Loving You. Yes, I know it.
Are you always this unhappy?
Or is it just today?
Will this be a long session, Johnny?
Because I have other appointments.
No, all I'd planned for today
was to run through the songs.
Of course, I had thought you'd have
lunch with me afterwards, or a drink.
- Or a cup of coffee?
- Or a cup of coffee.
The last time you asked me that,
I didn't because I didn't want to.
But now I'll tell you
so that you'll never ask me again:
I can't.
- Hello, Barney.
- Hello.
I'm very tired, Marty.
I didn't want to go out tonight.
Relax. Don't be so sour.
You got to eat someplace.
- I ordered your steak medium, okay?
- Yes.
How was it today?
How'd you get along
with that piano player?
I suppose he feels
he's a pretty big shot now, huh?
Why shouldn't he? He's doing pretty well.
Working for somebody else, ain't he?
Still punching a time clock.
- Who doesn't?
- Not everyone.
Go ahead and tell her. Get it over with.
Garbage! Take it back!
- Tell the chef, Mr. Snyder said "steak. "
- I'm sorry, sir.
There was nothing wrong with that steak.
You can't go on acting this way.
Yes, I can. Here I can.
I can act any way I want.
This is my place. I own it.
- How do you like that?
- You what?
It's his, all right.
It's jinxed everybody who's ever had it.
But it's his.
What do you want with it?
I'll turn it into
the hottest nightspot on the Coast.
Don't you get worried. None of
your money's in it. Not one red cent.
In two or three weeks, when we open...
you can beg to buy in,
you and old lady Loomis.
In two or three weeks?
I'll be on this picture for months.
- I can't play any outside dates.
- Did I ask you?
This joint, I make a success.
Don't blame me.
I told him it was no cinch, this business.
I know it like the back of my hand.
Been around clubs for 14 years.
What do you think I was doing
when I ran that laundry? Washing socks?
What, you want everybody to think
I'm a dumb ox with no brains?
You want they should think
I'm getting handouts from you?
So busy making them think
you're something, they think I'm nothing.
You put it all in, Marty?
The dough from the laundry?
You getting scared, too?
Here's what I wanna do.
First, I close down the whole place.
Then I throw out everything.
Everything. Every stick.
I'm starting from scratch.
When I get through,
it's own mother won't know this joint.
And it's gonna look rich, like it costs.
Only in good taste.
Like you're always screaming,
nothing loud.
And the entertainment,
only headliners, personalities.
Am I bending your ear too much, Ruthie?
If I am, I'll shut up.
But I'm all steamed up
about this thing, you know?
- What did you do that for?
- I'm sorry.
I'm just so nervous.
The rehearsals and everything
starting tomorrow...
Yeah, that's what it is.
Sure, you're bound to be...
I need a good night's rest.
Yeah, you're right.
I'll hit the hay in the other room.
You go on and go to bed.
Good night.
Good luck with the club, Marty.
Don't say it like you're a stranger.
Here's the layout, Mr. Snyder.
Here. Yeah, look.
In the middle,
MS with a wreath, you know?
- And green and gold.
- Yes, sir.
How do you like that for a name, Barney?
MS Club. Marty Snyder. Get it?
Yeah, I got it. Look, Marty,
I still think you're making a mistake...
about Frankie Desirio and his orchestra.
- They're gonna cost you a fortune.
- Book them. Don't give me no headaches.
- You the waiters?
- Yes, sir.
Okay, don't get excited. Wait.
All right, come on, girls.
Come on.
Come on, get them up.
All right, you, you, and you.
The rest of you can blow.
You three, I want you
to remember something.
This is strictly legit.
You ain't selling nothing but cigarettes.
Back tomorrow morning at 10:00
for a fitting.
Barney, you get over to the studio?
- Sure.
- See Ruth?
- Yeah.
- She's coming over. We're having dinner.
You know, we've been so busy lately,
we've hardly seen each other.
How was she? In a good mood?
Sure. This picture's been
a real shot in the arm for her.
Never saw such a change in a girl.
- She listens to me, she don't go wrong.
- Hi, Marty.
- Where's Ruth?
- She had to work again.
She didn't have no call for tonight.
What are they trying to pull?
Marty, this happens all the time.
They find out a recording stage is free
or something. It's just routine.
Yeah, sure, Barney.
I know you're anxious to get home.
I won't need you no more.
- Okay. Good night.
- Good night, Barney.
How do they act together, them two?
Ruthie and the piano player?
I watched, just like you told me.
There's nothing to watch.
She's more friendly with lots of them
than him:
the wardrobe girl, the make-up man...
an old geezer, "a grip," they call him.
But Johnny, nothing.
24-04, Take 3.
24-04, Take 3.
Okay?
All right.
You dumb jerk!
I could've sung all night, Johnny.
It was a good session, wasn't it?
- You were great and you know it.
- Thank you.
I am getting some help
from the score and conductor.
- Thank you.
- You're doing a wonderful job.
I know. I can't understand it.
I'm usually not this good.
Good night, Johnny.
- Hello, Ruth.
- Hello, Mr. Hunter.
- All through for the night?
- Just finished.
I've heard all the recordings so far.
They're beautiful.
- Thank you.
- Just beautiful.
I'm delighted.
Mr. Snyder just dropped in on me.
He tells me that you're dissatisfied
with Johnny Alderman.
I'm not.
That you want me
to take him off the picture.
That's not true.
He said that either Johnny goes,
or you go.
I can't fire a man for no reason, Ruth.
I'll be here in the morning, Mr. Hunter.
Don't worry.
- There won't be any problems.
- Good.
- Good night.
- Good night, Ruth.
You said you would finish tonight,
and that's how it's gonna be!
I don't care if it is double time!
Get it done!
Why did you lie to Hunter?
- All in an uproar?
- He's staying on the picture, Marty.
Fine, then they're pulling you off.
Hey, buster...
Have you gone crazy?
Are you out of your mind?
What have you got against him?
What has he done to you? Why?
You're going off, and that's that.
Marty, listen to me, please.
This is important.
Don't do this. Don't spoil this picture.
It's the first thing I've cared about
since New York and I don't want to lose it.
I have to work, do you understand?
I've got to. It's all I've got.
Shut up! You're gonna work.
Who said different?
Only where I can keep an eye on you,
so you don't get so many ideas, get so big.
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