Sparkle Page #3

Besides, it's getting too cold.

Look, Stix,

they got the toilet wrapped up...

...and the glasses.

And look, Cashmere Bouquet soap.

Hi, Mrs. Thompson.

All right, all right. Who is it?

I wanna talk to you, Satin.

Too early in the morning.

It's almost noon.

All right, what's on your mind now?

I've been working for you

a long time now.

- A few months.

- Yeah.

I've been a real good worker too, ain't I?

Yeah. Got no complaints. So far.

Yeah, well, I need

more responsibilities, man.

- Like what?

- Hey, I ain't making no money.

You're doing all right

the way I see it.

I got plans, big plans for the future,

and I need big dough.

Now, I'm ready and you know it.

Levi, let me decide

when you're ready, okay?

Yeah, okay, Satin.

Effie. Miss Waters, how you doing?

I didn't expect you to come by tonight.

Well, I just thought I'd come over and see

what all the carrying on was all about.

Well, you should have let me know sooner.

I'd have had a special table for you.

l... I mean, we just decided

a few minutes ago to come down.

We can sit anywhere.

Of course, if you don't have room

for the mother of the stars...

Well, there's room.

Wait just a minute, okay?

Levi, Effie's here.

I'm saving these seats for Satin.

Miss Williams, how you doing?

Hello, Levi.

- Miss Waters.

- Stix. Stix.

Where's Satin gonna sit at now?

He can sit with them.

Maybe ask for Sister's hand.

Maybe share a reefer

with Miss Waters.

Oh, hey, girl, you better hurry up.

We don't have much time.

Stix says an important record man

gonna be here tonight.

Oh, yeah?

He said he's gonna try and get us

to make a demo record or something.

- Demo, huh?

- Yeah.

Says he's gonna...

- What happened to your face?

- Nothing.

Sister!

- Did Satin do that to you?

- Hey, that hurts!

I had an accident.

You had an accident all right.

You had an accident of the brain...

...when you started running around

with that lowlife, no-good trash.

Oh, yeah? Well, why don't you

just get out if you don't like it?

- What?

- I said, get out!

Hey, lookie here,

this is my dressing room too.

It's my dressing room too,

and I said, get out!

Hello, gorgeous.

I thought the exterminator

was here last week.

Your other sister's so nice

and you're just as mean as you can be.

Hey, leave me alone.

Baby, will you help me find

a book of matches.

What are you doing? What is that?

Baby, your sister can't fly on one wing.

This here the girls' mama, Satin.

- Miss Williams, this is Satin Struthers.

- Pleasure.

Oh, and, Mrs. Waters here.

I've heard a whole lot about you,

Mr. Struthers.

Likewise.

Ladies and gentlemen,

Sister and the Sisters.

- We'll be there.

- Okay.

Hi, Mama. We saw you out there.

Didn't know you'd be here tonight.

Hi, Miss Waters.

- Did you like the show?

- Oh, very much.

Come on, Miss Waters,

let's wait outside.

Well, I just wanna tell the girls

how great they were.

You tell them later.

Mama, did you see them

going crazy for us?

Oh, yes, I saw them.

Theatrical makeup is terrible

for my face, Mama.

Sister.

Baby.

He's just gonna drag you...

...to the gutter with him.

The gutter? How can you say that?

He's as bigtime as you can get.

I've lived in Harlem all my life.

I do know a rat when I see one.

You don't understand, Mama.

You don't understand.

Well...

...l've said my piece.

I'm going home.

Bye, dear. Have a nice day.

- Morning, Effie.

- Good morning, Miss Gerber.

Is anything wrong, Effie?

No, Miss Gerber.

I hope that if the time should ever come

when you need someone to talk to...

...you'd consider me enough of a friend.

You haven't thanked me

for your fur coat.

I thanked you every way I could, baby.

No, you haven't.

I want you to crawl for me.

- You want me to what?

- Crawl.

B*tch, crawl, b*tch.

B*tch, crawl! Crawl!

I heard the prettiest girl in Harlem

used to work here.

I guess she must have moved on.

Don't start with me, please.

All right?

Oh, Sister.

Don't touch it.

You gonna let that nigga kill you?

It ain't nothing a little makeup can't cover.

Sparkle went to get it.

A little makeup?

What else is that nigga pushing into you

besides his fist?

Nothing. Why don't you go out now

and leave me alone.

No.

No, not this time.

Did you get it, baby?

Yeah.

- Let me see it.

- Give me that! Give it to me! Give it to me!

See what you did?

Do you see?

Sister can't fly on one wing.

Good evening, gorgeous.

You know...

...l've been thinking.

Oh, I hear you always thinking.

I been thinking that maybe you and me

ought to get together sometime.

Sounds like all that thinking

is doing you some good.

Well, ain't I been telling you that

all along?

I mean, an important man like you...

...I could learn a lot from.

Now you talking.

When do we start?

You know, you're really important,

you know?

Working so close with Satin and all.

He must trust you with everything, huh?

Everything.

So, what you doing after the show?

Just free as a breeze.

Hey, where you going, baby?

I'm just gonna go downstairs in the lobby

and get some cigarettes. Okay?

Okay. Hurry back.

- I'll be back.

- All right.

- Operator.

- Hello, operator.

Would you give me the police?

- Is this an...

- Please, operator, it's an emergency.

One moment, please.

25th Precinct, Sergeant Riley.

- Police?

- Who's this?

Never mind who this is,

just listen to what I gotta tell you.

There's gonna be a big pickup

tomorrow morning...

...2:
30, on the Manhattan Bridge.

A man by the name of Satin Struthers.

Thirteen-T-sixty-two, Roger, William,

six, Paul, John, Zebra.

Six, Mary, two.

Continuing. A male, 45 years,

5'11 ", 190 pounds.

Get on the radio. Pick up that car.

Halt! Halt or I'll shoot!

Levi's gonna be all right. You okay?

- Yes.

- You all right?

- Yes.

- Okay.

- Did you see Levi?

- No, they wouldn't let me.

He got shot in the leg.

Stix got him a lawyer, though.

I just don't know what's gonna be

this time, Dolores.

How could this happen to Levi?

Somebody blew a dime on me.

I think it was you.

Hey, you crazy, man.

What you talking about?

Somebody blew the whistle on me

to the bulls. I think it was you.

- Now, talk.

- Look, you crazy, man.

Don't you know Levi Brown's

my best friend?

Whoever blew the whistle

thought they would get me.

I'm the only one that knew Levi was gonna

make that pickup. Now, sucker, talk!

You're losing your touch, Satin.

You been beating up on women too long.

You finished, you know that?

Fellas you work for,

they're gonna bust you up.

And you gonna be right where you belong,

in the gutter with the rest of this sh*t.

I didn't drop a dime on you,

but I wish I had.

Dolores? Is that you?

Yeah, Mama.

Where you going?

- I'm leaving, Mama.

- You're leaving for where?

I'm leaving and I'm going away.

What do you mean?

I mean...

...I can't live like this anymore, Mama.

I gotta find another way.

Well, whatever troubles you got here...

...are going right with you

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