Stars Don't Die in Liverpool Page #4
- No.
...where they can actually
- take proper care of you.
- No.
- Glo, please...
- No! No!
I...
can get better, OK?
I'm sorry.
I can do it. I can get better.
I promise you.
I'm better now, already.
Just us.
Yeah?
- Peter!
- Yeah?
Come in here, please.
Come and sit down.
What's up?
Well, we all know what's up, love.
With Gloria.
I don't know what you want me to say.
You can start with the truth.
For f***'s sake, it's cancer.
I knew it.
What's her family said?
- Er, she hasn't told them.
- Eh?
What? She needs to tell the family.
She doesn't want me to.
I've made a promise that I won't.
Gloria says she's gonna get better.
She's sure of it and I believe her.
Peter, someone needs to be told and they need to get over here quick.
There might be unexpected things to deal with.
Ma, I'm just telling you what Gloria said.
That's all.
- I can't deal with this.
- Ma, she's not delirious upstairs.
She knows what she's talking about.
Cancel the flights.
I'm not going to Australia.
No, not with Gloria up there the way she is.
- Ma, you can't do that.
- No.
She needs me here so this is where I'm gonna be.
- Ma!
- Not in Australia, not in bloody Manila.
End of story.
- You best sort this.
- What do you mean? Sort what?
Sort this.
It's not right, Peter, lad.
But it's what she wants.
What she wants? This is my ma's house.
What about what she wants?
You need to tell that girl's family.
No, I don't, Dad.
- Yeah, you do.
- And neither will you.
Just leave her alone.
- Peter.
- Oh, sorry, mate.
I could have you both struck off for this, you know.
Now, this town is full of guys
There's conmen and there's boosters
There's card men and crap-shooters
They congregate around the Metropole
Wearing flashy ties and collars
But where they get their dollars
They've all got an ace
Down in the hole
Some of them send to their old folks for dough
And that's their ace in the hole
Others have friends on that
Old tenderloin
And that's their ace in the hole
They'll tell you trips
That they're going to take
- From Frisco up to the North Pole
- ...North Pole
They'd be in...
Oh!
Bella! Bella!
I don't like you
But I love you
Seems that I'm always
Thinking of you, baby
Oh, my, my, my, my
You treat me wrong now
But I love you strong now
You've really got a hold on me
Place your bets, please.
Eileen.
Ah, Peter.
Hiya.
- Are you all right?
- I'm sorry, I know you're working.
- Don't be daft. How's Gloria?
- Sorry.
Auntie Bella told me ma.
What's going on?
Peter, she shouldn't be in the spare room at your ma's, you know.
She needs to go to the hozzie.
She doesn't believe in hozzies, does she?
Or doctors. She doesn't like 'em.
She hates them.
You know, Gloria's saying she's going to be OK.
You know, she's going to toddle off back to Lancaster
and keep playing Amanda in The Glass Menagerie.
You know, it's just...
It's just tough.
Because, er...
You know, she's hugging me and kissing me like...
Like she used to.
It's hard because I f***ing love her.
Come on.
Come on, hey.
- I'm OK, really.
- Yeah?
Hey, do you remember that amazing day we all had together in New York, eh?
I couldn't wait to get my arse off that shitty cruise ship I was grafting on.
But being met by a real-life movie star when I got off the boat?
I couldn't believe it.
I know.
Ready? Ah.
Come here.
So, one, two...
- Cheese!
- Everton!
Love you. I'll miss you.
Don't forget your bits and pieces.
- All right. Have a good trip.
- All right.
- I'll see you back there.
- I will do.
- Bye.
- Love you. Gloria, see you in Liverpool.
All right. I'll see you soon.
Bye. Love you. Bye!
See you.
- Crazy girl. I love her.
- She is, isn't she?
Liverpool.
I just wanna go back to Liverpool.
- Say it again, Peter.
- Liverpool.
Oh!
Wow.
- I'm in love. I miss it.
- That's crazy to me.
It's crazy that we're in New York and you miss Liverpool.
Oh, yippee, Liza's here.
- Liza?
- Yeah, Liza.
One more, Miss Minnelli.
Oh, Liza!
She practically lives here.
What kind of a person hangs out in a joint
where you're labelled on the lampshade, anyway?
I don't know why I brought you here.
- Why did you, then?
- I don't know.
Maybe I wanted to impress you.
- Yeah.
Hey, can we just go back to my place and order pizza?
What do you mean?
Do you mean they'll actually... they don't deliver pizza to the apartment?
Yeah.
- It's America, baby.
- I love that.
Hey,
we can exit stage-left through the kitchen
and avoid the flashbulbs out front.
And Liza. Let's go.
Peter, before we go...
Tell me how I look.
Gloria, honey,
you look beautiful.
So you don't think I'm some old maiden
just trying to get my kicks out of a handsome young man?
Well, if you are, I'm not complaining.
F*** you!
Whoa.
Whoa! Look, that was a joke!
Yeah, f*** you!
Gloria, I was... I was...
That was a joke. I was joking!
Gloria, come on, open up.
Hey, Stella!
So you got me figured as some pepped-up Blanche DuBois type, huh?
Careful with that. You might be right.
You know, I had to tip the concierge five dollars
- just to let me in.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
- He owes me 10 percent, then.
Has anyone ever told you you look like Lauren Bacall when you smoke?
- Yeah, Humphrey Bogart.
- Oh.
I didn't like it then, either.
All the stars are in the sky tonight, huh?
Yeah, I guess that's where they should be.
I like that thing.
- What thing?
- That Chrysler Building thing.
Do you know what I like?
Amuse me.
Your face.
I love it here so much.
You know, you ought to come over here and live with me.
Don't I already?
No, no, no. At the moment, you just stay where I stay.
I'm talking about, you know, moving in.
LA in the winter. Works for our careers.
If I've still got one.
And we love each other, so, yeah.
What do you think?
I think...
I think I'm just a boy who can't say no.
That means yes.
Yeah. But are you sure they said it's a straight offer?
Cos sometimes you can hear things funny.
I'm not going deaf, son.
It's the new Bleasdale play at the Liverpool Playhouse.
- I've got the number here.
- You can give me his number,
- but I'm not sure I can do it.
- Why not?
Well, I don't want to go all the way back there just for an audition.
Anyway, I live here now, don't I?
Things between me and Glo, they're, uh,
serious and, um,
you know, it's important to me that I'm here and I...
I don't want to mess it up by going back all the way there.
You need to earn a living, son.
That's how we brought you up.
Now, have you got a pen?
Yeah, I've got one. Go on, go on.
- 0-5-1...
- Yeah.
...4-9-6...
0-3-2-9.
I'm gonna have to go, Ma.
Gloria just walked back in the door.
Oh, OK, love.
I love you, too.
All right, ta-ra. Bye.
Hello, hello, hello!
Where have you been?
Where did I say I was?
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