Nashville Page #11
- R
- Year:
- 1975
- 160 min
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GREEN:
I'm fine. Can I go up?
NURSE:
Let me see if I can get the doctor
hold on one second.
She makes several phone calls and can't locate anyone. She sighs
and hangs up.
GREEN:
You want me to wait?
NURSE:
No. Mr. Green, I don't know how to
tell you this -- your wire passed
away -- I thought they'd called you
at home.
GREEN has and hasn't heard.
GREEN:
What?
NURSE:
(louder)
Your wire Ester - she passed away.
He is stunned.
NURSE:
If you'll wait Just a minute I'll
get everything from the business
office.
146B ANOTHER ANGLE
He wanders to the waiting area. GLENN has been looking out the
window at BARBARA JEAN getting into the bus. He comes back and
begins to talk to GREEN so caught up in her he doesn't register
GREEN'S grief.
GLENN:
(loudly)
My mamma used to know her... They
lived next door to each other... she
said she was always nursing the sick
animals.
GREEN looks at him and nods. He's still got the vitamins in his
hand.
GLENN:
I really learned all about her from
my Momma -- She's been saving this
scrap book about her since she got
to be famous.
GREEN nods.
GLENN:
The one thing she said to me when I
joined was "When you're doing your
travels you be sure you see Barbara
Jean. You don't have to say
anything about me but you be sure
you see her." So that's what I've
been doing. Now I'm going to hitch
a ride so I can see her in Memphis.
GREEN nods.
GLENN:
You give my test to your wife1
GREEN nods and puts the vitamins in his pocket as the NURSE calls
from the desk.
NURSE:
Mr. Green, the doctor is on his way
and the business office has your
bill ready.
CUT TO:
147 INT. LINNEA'S HOUSE - AFTERNOON
The PHONE RINGS SEVERAL TIMES before LINNEA answers it.
LINNEA:
Hello.
148 INT. PHONE BOOTH
INTERCUT:
TOM:
Wow!
LINNEA:
What?
TOM:
Who is this, right? I called you
last night.
LINNEA:
Oh.
TOM:
I've got a gig tonight.
LINNEA:
Oh?
TOM:
End of Church Street. Next to a
grocery store.
LINNEA:
Doesn't it have a name?
TOM:
I can't remember. In out/out in,
something like that. Around eight.
149 INT. LINNEA'S HOUSE
Again she is left with a dead receiver.
150 INT. PHONE BOOTH
TOM exits. Behind him is Percy Warner Park and the Parthenon.
L.A. JOAN is with TOM.
CUT TO:
151 INT. HALL - NIGHT
SUELEEN works her way through a crowd of men trying to get into
the banquet hall. There is a sign that says "Benefit Banquet."
SUELEEN finally makes it through the crowd and enters the room.
She walks past the tables and steps on the stage. She checks the
curtain to find that there is no backstage. She enters the
kitchen.
153 INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT
SUELEEN almost trips over REESE and TRIPLETTE and another man who
are talking.
SUELEEN:
Hi, I'm Sueleen Gay.
TRIPLETTE:
I'm John Triplette. Excuse me. I
got all caught up in looking at you.
You'll be fine.
SUELEEN:
Oh, why thank you.
TRIPLETTE:
May I see your costume?
She removes her coat and exposes a costume that looks like a
picture of a frosty glass or gin and tonic on a hot day.
TIRIPLETTE stares blatantly and REESE can hardly keep his hands
off her. SUELEEN starts into her routine as a matter of
survival.
SUELEEN:
You like it? Listen, where is the
pianist? I need to go over this
with him.
She hands over a stack of music.
SUELEEN:
You all didn't say what you wanted
to hear.
TRIPLETTE smiles.
SUELEEN:
Someday I'm gonna be a star like
Barbara Jean.
TRIPLETTE puts his arm around her and walks off.
154 NEW ANGLE
TRIPLETTE:
Sueleen, you're prettier and
probably sing better. Besides, she
is unusually sick. And tonight you
have the opportunity to work in
front of some grateful gentlemen.
They continue to walk past the many places.
TRIPLETTE:
Have you ever done this before?
She shakes her head, "no" quite caught up in air.
TRIPLETTE:
Well, it's not too hard. You'll
sing whatever it is you want to
sing. They'll applaud like crazy
'cause I can tell them that you're
really something and then the piano
and drum will give you a little
fanfare and you can sing and take
off your clothes or not sing. It
really doesn't make much difference,
really. But since you've never done
this before, singing might help.
They are near three enormous beef legs waiting to go into the
oven.
TRIPLETTE:
Now this is to raise funds for
someone who can help people who are
less fortunate than yourself. The
more you take off, you see, more
money we can raise.
SUELEEN:
(like a robot)
I see.
TRIPLETTE:
I know that you are an artist and I
am sure you are very religious.
She nods "yes."
TRIPLETTE:
Well, this is for people who have a
kind of religious belief in the way
they live.
155 NEW ANGLE
The waiters come in to serve the salad and the rolls and the chef
starts to carve the meat. We FOLLOW one of the waiters into the
banquet hall.
It is almost full. The pianist and the drummer are on the non-
stage. At the far end of the roam, we SEE someone enter from the
street, go to the sign and read it.
157 NEW ANGLE - DOORWAY AND CORRIDOR
It is ALBUQUERQUE reading "banquet." The door to the room closes
and she goes down another corridor and disappears.
158 INT. BANQUET ROOM - LATER THAT NIGHT
The men have finished their dinner and SUELEEN finishes her song.
The applause is thunderous. SUELEEN looks to the kitchen door.
TRIPLETTE is applauding like crazy. REESE in beside him.
She blows kisses then runs to TRIPLETTE.
SUELEEN:
Don't you think they'd just love
another song instead?
TRIPLETTE:
Now, Sueleen, you know that's not
what we talked about right here in
this very room.
It's too late. The ANNOUNCER speaks.
ANNOUNCER:
We're ready to striiippppp... for
cash, gentlemen. The time has come
to dig deep. Our little Sueleen in
going to dig deep for you.
There are a few chortles. Suddenly she freezes. TRIPLETTE holds
her and kisses her hair.
Page missing
165 NEW ANGLE
TRIPLETTE encases her in her coat. TRIPLETTE yells something
about bringing her clothes as the audience goes crazy.
166 NEW ANGLE
ALBUQUERQUE is totally fascinated and delighted, applauding to
the point of almost giving herself away. She picks up SUELEEN'S
clothes.
CUT TO:
167 INT. CAR - NEAR DEMOW'S DEN - NIGHT
REESE drives SUSLEEN home. He is drunk. He double-parks.
REESE:
Here we are, Sueleen.
She looks out the window and nods. He gets out and opens the
door as LADY PEARL walks past them on her way to the lounge.
STAR drives up behind REESE'S double-parked ear and has to move
around it. SUELEEN starts for her room, but REESE follows very
close. Finally, he turns her around.
REESE:
Sueleen... Sueleen Gay.
His look says what he wants. She is terrified.
SUELEEN:
Oh, no.
She starts to walk quickly, but he grabs her arm.
REESE:
Wait a minute! I want to look at
you. C'mon.
SUELEEN:
Oh, please, Oh, God.
He pushes her against one or the storefronts.
REESE:
C'mon! I Just wanna look...
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