Phil Spector Page #2

The only way

he walks--

I think

he's not guilty.

Of course you do.

The only way, however,

that he walks is what?

She shot herself.

That's right. Why?

She was depressed.

We have a history

of e-mails, comments...

They let O.J. go.

They let Michael

Jackson go.

They are not gonna

let him go.

They will be trying him

for the murder of

O.J.'s wife,

and they will find him

guilty.

Put on the tape.

The girl was crazy,

Linda.

She made this tape

to promote herself

as an actress.

Go ahead.

LANA:
Dead Broke Tower,

the one and only...

LINDA:
I need some groceries

at the hotel, please.

LANA:
Little Richard.

Richard, which

do you prefer?

"Little" or "Richard"?

Folks just call me

whatever it is that

jumps in their head

at that moment,

then come out

with it.

There was this one

man at a club I was

playing

down in Memphis,

my house at one

time.

And I'd like to

thank you, Dizzy,

for having me

on the show.

Well, Dizzy,

follow me?

Yes, Richard,

I do.

Your car is here.

Well, its...

Thanks.

Dilly.

"Richard" or "Little,"

whichever you prefer.

Tell us, Las Vegas,

what we...

LINDA:
The girl,

Bruce--you show that

in the courtroom,

what do you get?

You get sympathy.

Your only

realpolitik,

your only shot is

to attack the girl,

and that's a loser

because the jury

turns away from you

like that.

OK.

I got a guy...

sure looks guilty.

You tell me,

what do I do?

LANA:
Sex symbol...

He changed the tune

as he came to me.

He's entitled

to a defense.

What would you tell

your students?

Would you say,

"Don't take the case

if it offends

your sensibilities,"

or is he presumed

innocent?

Because you're

screwed up,

because you

read the same gossip

everybody else did,

so you think

he's guilty.

All right, they

think he's guilty.

What are you going

to do about it?

I won't attack

the girl.

Oh, yeah.

Gonna happen.

Hallelujah!

Hallelujah.

Yeah.

[Linda coughs]

BRUCE:
Linda!

Linda!

I can't try the case

I wish I had, the

defendant I wish I had,

and I inherited

the jury.

In a locked room,

he shot the girl.

What can I do

to defend him?

He's got cancer,

Linda.

You don't go

to a dermatologist.

You got cancer,

you come to me.

Now, what is

my case?

MAGGIE:
Bruce, New York's

on the phone.

It's urgent.

I won't

attack the girl.

Then you tell me.

JAMES:
The doctor

will meet us at the hotel.

[Elevator bell rings]

Thank you.

[Maggie clears throat]

[Sigh]

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

[Elevator door closes]

MAN:
The guns

were about the girls.

This guy, his feet

size is zero.

I mean, he couldn't

get laid in a whorehouse

with a money machine.

Now--now

he's the starmaker.

He's f***ing the Ronettes,

Darlene Love, Cher...

Who the f*** knows who he's

f***ing--Angela Lansbury.

I don't know.

Now look. His power

is starting to wane.

Do you think he's

gonna give that up?

He's following

Ronnie around.

She goes for a cup

of coffee,

he's got 3 private

detectives on her trail.

INTERVIEWER:

Mm-hmm.

The whole thing was about,

"How do I keep these

broads?"

But he didn't

want to keep them.

That's true.

Why?

Ha.

He didn't know

what love was.

He knew what

p*ssy was,

and that's as close

as he came.

INTERVIEWER:
What's

your favorite of all

the things

that you mixed

in those days?

MAN ON VIDEO:
Well,

I mean, "River Deep,

Mountain High."

INTERVIEWER:
Yes.

MAN ON VIDEO:

That was the anthem.

INTERVIEWER:

Fantastic. Yeah.

MAN ON VIDEO:
Probably

one of the greatest

recordings ever made.

At least, that's

what Phil would say.

INTERVIEWER:
Yeah.

So I suppose you

guys were editing

everything

with a razor?

MAN ON VIDEO:
Well,

it was the old days.

You know, you got to clip

everything, and it was mono,

so you know.

INTERVIEWER:

Quarter-inch

tape?

MAN ON VIDEO:
Quarter-inch tape,

reel to reel,

8 track, live sound.

It was more realistic to be live

than there was mono.

[Linda coughs]

I've always wanted to know...

[Linda coughs]

what's the difference

between rich...

[Water running]

[Knock on door]

[Police sirens]

His father.

He says his father

shot himself

when he was 5,

but Philip was 5

in 1944.

He didn't shoot himself

when he was 5.

He killed himself

when Phil was 10--1949.

How? With a gun?

Uh-uh.

Took the gas pipe,

went into the

garage,

turned the car on.

Mmm.

You ever meet him?

No, ma'am.

I'm Linda. Please.

[Police sirens]

Here we go.

[Linda coughs]

[Rain falling]

MAN:
Mr. Spector

prefers you to walk.

Just the woman.

Just the woman.

It's OK.

MAN:
Anybody here

seen my old friend

Abraham

And can you

tell me where

he's gone?

"Abraham, Martin,

and John," 1968,

and then they

threw in Bobby--

Bobby Kennedy.

Now, we know Lincoln

freed the slaves,

Dr. King fought

for equality,

John...

screw the Nazi spy

and anything else

that would hold

still for 10

minutes.

What the hell

did Bobby do?

He f***ed

with the Teamsters.

Get over here.

Now, if you look

at the dates, "Abraham,

Martin, and John"

was recorded June 2,

1968.

That's 3 days before

they shot Bobby.

They went back,

chucked him in

as garnish.

Traiga bebidas a

la sala de msica,

por favor!

WOMAN:
S, seor.

Here.

Now, Teddy--Teddy

Kennedy drowns

a girl

on Martha's

Vineyard.

Walks away from

the scene of the crime--

hid under a blanket

72 hours...

a teenage girl who he

had befriended...

Drowns her in a

Volkswagen--300 million

Americans, nobody says

"Boo."

And P.S.--Teddy

Kennedy, what

in the world

had he ever

accomplished?

His family tossed

him the bone.

"Oh, you can't get

your masseuse license?

"Here, sit in the Senate

40 years.

Have fun."

A girl shoots herself

in my house,

and that is the legacy

my children will

live with.

Come on in.

If I go in there,

will you keep me

there by force?

Here we go.

So where's Bruce?

Bruce had to go back

to New York.

Ah...

Ooh.

He went back

to New York.

God, you keep it

cold in here.

No, I need it cold.

You know why I like

Bruce?

Why?

He got John Gotti off.

Stone killer,

Mafia chief,

Bruce walked him out

of court, guilty as

Errol Flynn.

Oh, you are cold.

Mmm.

Come on.

We'll warm you up.

Here. Here you go.

PHIL:
You know,

I always wanted

to get out of all

of this.

You know?

Lawrence de Arabia--

he got out.

You know?

I wanted to be

an interpreter in

the United Nations.

People scoffed

at that, but...

it's a matter of

record.

I always spoke

Spanish.

You'll find it in my

love of the Latino

beat,

in my songs.

After the Beatles,

there was still

a lot to do.

I didn't want

to do it.

Just didn't

want to do it.

You didn't want to

do it? Why?

I'd done it.

What more was there left

for me to do?

What?

The girls, the money,

the fame. No.

You know,

I thought I'd move

to Belize.

Is that a fantasy?

Everything I've done

in my life has been

a fantasy.

I made it happen.

I couldn't keep you here

by force

because they took

all my guns.

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