Rules Don't Apply Page #6

don't even know about yet.

I mean, wait till

Howard Hughes sees it.

I have two more of these

in the car, just in case.

Daisies.

And not from Jean Peters?

Well, they could be.

They could be from anybody.

They just, according to the rules,

can't be from me.

Part of my job. Part of my job.

One day I told my friend

I was terribly blue

Was it far too late to do

What I dreamed I would do?

He thought for a moment,

then he answered

He said the rules

don't apply to you

He said it very simply

and quietly too

But as if there wasn't

any doubt at all

That he knew

He gave me a gift

That I would treasure

He said the rules don't apply

To you

In the movies we see

In the shows on TV

And in anthems passionately sung

There's a message that you've got

To keep believing in yourself

But they generally mean

if you're young

ls it written in the air

As it seems to be

That we haven't long at all

To find our destiny

I'll always remember

to be grateful

That the rules don't apply

To me

(indistinct chatter on radio)

- (Marla grunts)

- (glass shattering)

(groaning)

(both panting)

(door bell ringing)

Who is that?

It's Levar.

- What?

- He's driving me to class.

(continues panting)

This is my fault.

This is all my fault.

This is my fault.

(softly) No, no.

This is not your fault.

This is all my fault.

This is my fault.

And it's fine.

Let's face it, it's fine.

I sang you the song.

- This is my fault.

- (doorbell ringing)

This is all my fault.

There's a broom and a dustpan

in there, okay?

Wait, tell Levar

I brought the antenna. Okay.

Hi, come on in.

Hi.

(dryer whirring)

Oh, Frank and I were trying

to make space

- for the TV and...

- Wow.

- Let me help you with that.

- Thanks!

Sure.

Wait. What, what time is it?

We're gonna be late for class.

Oh, no,

you're not going to class.

Mr. Hughes wants to see you.

Now?

Yeah, yeah,

I thought they called you.

I'm supposed

to take you over there.

Hey, Levar.

Hi, Frank.

They sent me over

with the new antenna.

It didn't work though.

We were trying to move the TV.

- I'll do that. I'll do it.

- No, no, no.

I'll do that, I'll do that.

Yeah, be careful of your feet.

I'll get the other

antennas from the car.

No! I'll do that! Because I know

that you're late. So I'll get them.

BOY-

I'm, uh...

I'm gonna get some towels.

I just don't know how this

stands with the church.

I'm sorry.

I'm gonna go to Fresno.

- I'm gonna talk to Sarah.

- You're married!

You're a married man!

- I'm gonna be honest with her.

- I know that!

- I have been with her since...

- You're right.

We were in

the seventh grade together.

What's been happening with us

is not your fault.

But I've behaved

like a cheap floozy.

You're not hearing

what I'm saying.

I'm not some disgusting

tease of a virgin...

- You've done nothing wrong!

- Trying to steal

another woman's husband.

Are you listening to me?

You're not listening

to what I'm saying.

I am not trying to steal

another woman's husband.

- You've done nothing wrong.

- You're not an adulterer.

You're married, Frank.

- You're not...

- You're...

Need help?

No, thanks, Levar. I'm just gonna

change my clothes. Thanks, Frank.

See you later.

I hired you as my double

because you look exactly like me.

The shoes are all wrong.

Now, get out of here.

They'll be more

exacting next time, sir.

Okay. That, that

you cannot legally

commit a person

to an insane asylum

if they are married and their spouse

refuses to commit to it?

- Yes, sir.

- Uh-huh.

Well, what if there is no spouse?

Greg, I got 30,000 people

working for me

on weapons the Pentagon

would trust nobody else to do,

and you're telling me go out

and get a wife to stay out

of the loony bin?

After your meeting,

what would you think about

sneaking out

some place totally private?

Yes, ring

Mr. Brian Forester, please.

(buzzer ringing)

Brian Forester.

This is Howard Hughes.

Hello, Mr. Hughes.

We've traveled a long way, sir,

to discuss TWA. We were just hoping

we could skip over

and say a quick hello.

We're in the same hotel,

after all.

You could just be

a few feet away!

I'm terribly sorry,

Mr. Forester.

I will talk to you later.

(exhales)

Hi. Want some ice cream?

No, thank you.

(sobbing)

Bit on top.

Yes, yes. That's good.

- The young lady is here, Mr. Hughes.

- Oh.

Also, Mr. Forester,

the Merrill Lynch man,

- called again.

- Uh-huh.

They're in bungalow 8-A.

They wanna know

which bungalow you're in.

Uh-huh.

They wanna see you.

There's no need for anyone

to know what bungalow I'm in.

(sniffles)

Yeah, just give me...

Yeah, yeah, yeah...

Good, good, good. Okay.

And, you can take...

Be careful.

Yeah, because...

You, uh...

Uh-huh.

Yeah, yeah. That's good.

("Take Five" playing)

(exhales)

And a little bit more over.

That's good.

Hey. Hey-

Argh! Get that person

outta here!

(stammering)

Let's find your mommy and daddy.

So are we finished

with this haircut or not?

How should I know?

He's very exacting.

Exacting's not even

the word for that.

I don't look like him!

(sighs)

So now you're telling me

to just go get married

to somebody

who's nice enough to keep people

from putting me into an insane asylum?

Also, I'm running outta codeine.

FRANK:
Sarah, we should take

a little bit of time.

We need to take time to think.

(exhales)

(sniffles)

(blows)

(faint thud)

Well, hello.

What did you say?

I said hello!

Mm-hmm.

It's been a while, Mr. Hughes.

Huh?

It's been a while since we met.

I have a telephone message

from Mr. Forester.

Read it.

"We came at your request to lend you

- "$400 million for TWA.

- Mm-hmm.

"Shouldn't we at least

be allowed to meet you,

"as the person who controls TWA,

"face-to-face?"

HOWARD:
What was his tone?

- Nervous.

- Service?

Nervous!

Ah, yeah.

Well, okay, thank you.

Yeah, it has been

a while since we were able

to see one another, Marla.

I do see your name

on my check every week.

That's sort of like seeing you.

Would you excuse me?

Shut the door.

What the hell is she doin' here?

You said you wanted the girl

with the two M's.

That's not her.

That's Marla Mabrey.

She's a Baptist nun,

for Christ's sake.

That's the only one

on the payroll with two M's.

Did it occur to you

that maybe the one

that I wanted with the two M's

was not on the payroll?

Ah! You meant Marilyn Monroe?

Who?

Marilyn Monroe? Her?

Yes! Marilyn Monroe!

I'll get rid of her at once.

I apologize, sir.

- Marilyn. I'll get Marilyn.

- No. Hey, wait, wait...

I'll get rid of her.

You go on home.

(exhales)

How's your mother?

She's very well.

- (phone buzzing)

- Uh-huh.

(groans)

Bankers.

Big boys from New York.

(phone buzzing)

From what I read,

bankers work in extremely

conventional ways.

I don't pretend to understand

the airline business,

but I'm told you say propellers

are a thing of the past.

Well, I think your mother

probably thought I was okay

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