Ray Page #7

You all right?

It brings a tear

to my eyes

When I began

to realize

That's good,

thank you.

How does she look?

Very pretty.

Brown skin.

I guess I'll drown

in my own tears

Yeah, yeah.

Uh, oh, yeah, that's great.

I really dig your sound.

Uh, what was your

name again, sweetheart?

Oh, Mary Ann.

Mary Ann Fisher.

Mary Ann Fisher.

Uh, Mary Ann,

how would you feel

if I asked you to sing a torch

song with a gospel feel to it?

Well, Gospel's all about

love anyway, isn't it?

Oh, yeah.

Would it make you

feel like a sinner?

Well, Mr. Charles, I love

the Lord, the Lord loves me.

But I ain't no hypocrite.

Hello. You know what?

It's hard to fool me,

but it's impossible to

fool the Almighty, ain't it?

Why don't we rehearse

the song a little bit?

Okay.

Boss, we got to go.

Go ahead. I'll be

with you in a minute.

I just really feel your...

feel your spirit.

Boss, are you sure?

Let's go.

It brings a tear

Into my eyes

When I begin

to realize

I've cried so much

Well, since you've

been gone

I was drowning

In my own tears

You're amazing.

So are you, baby.

Uh, come sit next to me.

So, what do you think?

Ray, telephone.

Take a message.

It's Della Bea.

Damn it.

Uh, tell her I'm busy.

Come on, man,

I ain't lying to Bea.

Uh-oh.

Is that the wife?

Shut up.

I-I'll be there

in a second.

Don't mess with

this junk, all right?

All it'll do is

make you sick.

Does he have all

his fingers and toes?

Yes, he does.

Can he, uh...

Can he see?

Yes.

You want to hold him?

No, I can't.

Come on, Ray.

I wouldn't know

what to do it right.

That's what you

came here for.

Use this hand

to hold his head.

Okay. Right there.

That's your daddy.

Yeah.

He ain't no bigger

than a loaf of bread.

Thank you.

He's not my gift

to you, Ray.

He's your son.

You know I'm gonna take care of

both of you. You know that, right?

I love you.

I love you, too, Ray.

But there's

something I got to say.

I know you're a musician,

a working musician,

but don't bring the road

into our home again.

The home I'm making

for you and our children.

Bea, I... I promise

I won't do that.

It... It's just there's

some things...

No. Now, don't

say no more.

I ain't no fool.

You know, you're

the only woman I'll ever love.

Mama! Mama, help!

Mama, help!

Mama, help, please!

I need you!

Mama, help!

Mama!

I hear you, too, Mama.

You're right there.

Yeah, yes, I am.

Why are you crying, Mama?

'Cause I'm happy.

Hey, it's Uncle Jeff!

Got my camera!

Sarah! Sarah!

Come on in.

Put the flowers

right there behind them.

All right, big smiles,

everybody. Big smiles.

Hello Mary Ann

You know

you sure look fine

Hello Mary Ann

You know

you sure look fine

Hello Mary Ann

I could love you

all the time

Oh Mary Ann

I say baby don't you know?

Oh Mary Ann

Well baby, don't you know?

Don't you know

that I love you so?

Oh, oh, oh

Hi, Junior.

Come on, Ray, let's get this boy

home so he can get something to eat.

I have those cookies

you like.

Oh Mary Ann

Can I take you

home tonight?

Boss, we try to make it through

these cracker speed traps,

we gonna be a little late.

Yeah, just stay

within the limits.

All right.

Why don't we get

that spot in Memphis, huh?

We could have our own place.

Baby, I'm not

leaving Houston.

I bet she don't do this.

Oh, baby, hold on.

Goodbye don't mean gone,

okay?

I'm not gonna

leave my family.

Okay, baby, okay.

No need to get sore.

How about we give me a little

more to do in the show, huh?

How about a solo?

You just don't stop,

do you?

Look, I'm going up to New York

to do some publicity.

You take a week off and stay

here, find some material,

and when I get back,

we can talk about it.

Okay. Okay.

Okay.

Ah, you know what,

I dig New York, man.

It's like everybody here's

making their own sound.

They loved it. Ray,

they loved you.

We're gonna

get the cover of Billboard.

You know what, I want to do a session

while I'm here. How about tomorrow?

What, you got

the band here?

Yeah. I've got the band here Step down.

Everybody except Mary Ann, because

I need a different background.

You know what I'm sayin', I've

been hearing this thing in my head,

kind of like a dance

between a man and three women.

Sounds fun.

Can I watch?

It's a dance of voices,

Ahmet.

W-What do you have in mind?

Like three Mary Anns?

Oh, no, no, no.

That's too smooth.

I need somethin'

that... that's more raw.

The Cookies.

What about The Cookies?

Yeah... yeah, Cookies

are sweet.

If you don't want

you don't have to

Get in trouble

If you don't want

you don't have to

Get in trouble

If you don't want

you don't have to

Get in trouble

Say you better

leave my woman alone

Well, I know

you are a playboy

And you've got women

all over town

But, listen buddy, if you

ever sweet-talk my little girl

I'm gonna

lay your body down

If you don't want

you don't have to

Get in trouble

You know you don't want

Oh yeah

If you don't want

you don't have to

Jesus, he's on fire, huh?

Maybe we should

sign these girls up.

If I know Ray,

we won't get a chance.

You better leave

You better leave

Woman alone

Woman alone

I'm sayin'

Leave woman alone

You better leave

Woman alone

My woman alone

If you don't want

you don't have to

Get in trouble

If you don't want

you don't have to

Get in trouble

If you don't want

you don't have to

Get in trouble

You better leave

my woman alone

Woman alone

My woman alone

It doesn't get

any better than that, Ray.

Yeah, you know what,

I love it!

We gonna put it out

just like that.

You know, I never got a

record in one take before!

You Cookies sound sweet.

Mmm-hmm.

When it's happening, baby,

I mean, it just feels right.

I know what you mean. I got the

shivers in this studio tonight.

That's 'cause they ain't

paid the heating bill.

I have a question for

all of you:

How would you like to

go on the road with me?

Wait... wait. How, um,

how much you gonna pay us?

You know, Ahmet takes

care of all of that.

Oh, what, you mean

he don't listen to you?

Yeah, you better know he does.

Look, don't worry about it. Brother

Ray'll take care of all of you.

Well, my mama taught me to

take care of myself, honey.

Is your mother here?

No, she's not,

but I speak for us.

No, you don't.

Okay, Speak for Us, how

about, uh, ahem, $20 a week?

$20 a week is good.

We'll take $40. Each.

$40 each?

You heard me.

No, no, no.

Uh, how about $25?

We'll take $30.

I better say yeah before you

talk me out of my drawers.

$30 a week!

Uh, deal?

Oh! Yeah.

Oh! Margie, right?

Yeah.

Well, look, Margie,

from now on, you guys

are going to be

called The Raelettes.

Raelettes?

Does that mean

we have to "Let Ray"?

Oh, Lord! What am I going

to do with you?

I'm sure you'll think

of somethin'.

$30 a week!

We're going to be

The Raelettes!

Fathead, come on,

you're on the clock.

Come on, Bob,

you're late.

All right,

hold on, Jeff. Listen up.

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