Not Fade Away Page #3

Belly were the same person?

I'm moving. The Village.

This is a series on Dad.

This paint

represents his blood

by way of whiskey sours.

His summer favorite.

Yeah.

This is Murray the K.

This meeting of the Swinging

Soiree is now in session!

Look.

What the hell is that?

It's a UFO.

It can't be a UFO.

It's completely stationary.

It's a three.

It's an omen.

No, it's an S.

He's right.

It looks like an S.

It's an S and a three.

It means success for

the three of us!

Holy f***ing sh*t!

# I've rolled and I tumbled

# I cried the whole night long

# I got up this morning

# Feelin' that something

gone wrong

The band sounds good.

Which do you think is better?

Our songs that are more bluesy

or more melodic?

When you sing with Gene,

your voice seems

to make the songs work.

So, your sister...

She's so outrageous.

I know you look up to her and all,

but I don't think

you think it's going so good.

# Well, baby, I ain't gonna

eat out my heart anymore

# I ain't gonna eat out

my heart anymore

It's time to chip in,

cut the demo.

I can't believe it costs

If we're not ready for the studio now,

we never will be.

Man, that is such a cliche.

Why do people say that?

Whether or not one is ready

at any given point in time

has nothing to do

phenomenologically with

whether one might be

increasingly ready later.

Maybe we could

be more ready.

Maybe Van Gogh wasn't ready

to cut off his ear

and if he'd waited...

I think I can sing

that song better.

What?

I think I can sing that song

better than you.

Actually, I agree.

Actually, I think that goes

for most of our songs.

Look, man,

the session's costing us $200.

He's got a better voice

than you. Sorry.

He can lay down drums

on a separate track.

All of a sudden you

care about money?

You don't even

have to work.

And you never bought

one f***ing guitar pick

-for this band.

- You are uptight!

We're talking about Damiano

singing lead,

not about familial wealth.

I don't really see the logic.

Okay.

Nah, it's not okay.

I don't want to do this demo

if it's just gonna be sh*t.

Not sh*t.

You know what I mean.

Hello?

Hi.

Hey.

- How's your cellar?

- What?

The other night, you said

your cellar was flooded.

Oh, yeah.

All right, let's stop.

Take it from the top.

# Yeah!

# You can get any

man you want going

# And you do it

# And don't say

you don't know that you do

# Well, baby, I ain't gonna

eat out my heart anymore

# So quit it

# I love you,

I love you I do, girl

# But you ain't gonna

cheat on me

# I need you,

I need you I do, girl

# Choose, is it him or me?

# Yeah!

# You better watch

your step or, girl

I thought the tall kid

was gonna sing backup.

# Well, baby, I ain't gonna

eat out my heart anymore

# I ain't gonna eat out

my heart anymore

# I ain't gonna eat out

my heart anymore

Got to admit, that's pretty good.

Did you hear the A side

where I sang the lead

on the Arthur "Big Boy"

Crudup tune?

Yeah.

I didn't like that as much.

Hey.

Yo, Schindewulf!

Have you seen the

Return of the Magnificent Seven?

- Guillermo!

- Eugenio!

- Dave Smith.

- Hey, Billy.

I was saying, where

are you stationed?

The Da Nang sector.

I can't divulge the base location.

Hey, somebody said that

you were in the Marine Band

down at the White House.

I tested out to D.M. school.

- You don't play drums

anymore? - No.

What's D.M. school?

I got a scholarship

to BM. school.

I produce such immense logs.

Distinguished Marksman.

I'm a sniper.

Remington model 700,

All right.

You kill guys with

that thing?

Have you forgotten

your old friend?

I told you we were closed.

I'm Hank Quinlan.

I didn't recognize you.

You should lay off

those candy bars.

It's either the candy

or the hooch.

I must say, I wish it was your

chili I was getting fat on.

Anyway, you're

sure looking good.

You're a mess, honey.

Yeah.

That pianola

sure brings back memories.

Look at this f***ing guy.

Fore!

Now that's some

funny sh*t, man.

Look at this guy.

Watching Dr. King on the TV, leading

that march in Chicago?

- Did you see that, Leon?

- Sh*t, yeah.

They threw stones at him.

Damn!

It was hard to get up

and come to work today.

Had those bullfrogs

on your mind.

What?

"Woke up this morning,

had those bullfrogs on my mind."

- I don't follow you.

- Blind Willie McTell.

When you're

singing the blues,

the lyric line often starts,

"Woke up this morning."

Then life just comes

and fucks you over, right?

I don't sing blues.

I'm a deacon at my church.

Like that

Son House tune, man.

"Woke up this morning,

had those Statesboro blues.

"Looked over in the corner,

sister had 'em, too."

You want to hear

some gorgeous blues

you need to listen

to Duke Ellington or Tony Bennett.

Tony Bennett?

He's Italian.

What kind of movie is this?

Nothing happens.

And there's no

orchestra to tell you,

like, "Watch out,

this guy's going to get killed."

I think the trees

are the music.

Capezios.

Neat.

Pas de bourree.

Plie.

My little swan.

Here, Dad. For you.

I told you I wasn't giving you

anything for Christmas,

and I didn't want

anything from you.

He's quitting college.

So I told him I wasn't

getting him anything

and I didn't want

anything from him.

Oh, Pat.

I need to devote my full

time to the band.

Christmas. Big deal.

It's Jesus' birthday!

He's probably blowing out the

candles right now in Vietnam,

plus the lives of about

Don't talk like that.

You don't like it,

go live in Red China.

I went down to Newark

for the pastries for today.

The Fabias got a new

colored housing project

going up right across

the street.

Nobody built free housing

for the Italians when

we had nothing.

All Mama and Papa gave

each of us for Christmas

was a navel orange.

That's all they could afford.

What I want to know,

Douglas MacArthur,

what are you gonna

do about the draft

without a student deferment?

What are you gonna do,

tiptoe through the tulips

down there at the

draft board?

He's going to loaf

with that Eugene Gaunt.

Yeah, well, Mom, you wouldn't

understand being in a band.

That's my true family.

Your true family, there,

they're gonna pay

your enormous food bills,

I assume.

I told you I'm going

to get a job.

Doing what?

Ditch digger and philosopher

the rest of your life?

Just till we make it.

Let me call The Red

Skelton Show right away.

Make sure they got a dressing

room stocked with delicacies.

You're so hung up

on this, man.

Why don't you just hire

me at the store?

Looking like that?

You look like you just

got off the boat!

Dougie, come on,

your dinner!

Why bother feeding him?

He's cannon fodder

for the Army in Vietnam!

I know you already have it,

but you said that Joy

always steals your records

and gets paint

and cream cheese on them.

I love you.

I love you.

Happy New Year.

Movie, Long Island champagne,

heater, if we need it.

This is better than our

own little house.

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