Stormy Weather Page #3

Well, Ada, let's hear that band of yours.

All right, Fats, go to work.

Well, all right then, boys,

latch on. Come on.

# No one to talk with #

# All by myself #

# No one to walk with #

# But I might be on the shelf #

# Ain't misbehavin' #

# Savin' my love for you #

# For you, for you, for you #

# I know for certain #

# The one I love #

# I'm through with flirtin' #

# It's you that I'm thinkin' of #

# Ain't misbehavin' #

# Savin' my love for you #

# Like Jack Horner in the corner #

# Dont go nowhere What do I care #

# Your kisses #

# Are worth waiting for #

# Believe me #

# I don't stay out late #

- Well, uh...

Thank you.

# No place to go #

# I'm home about 8:00

just me and my radio #

# Ain't misbehavin' #

# Savin' all my love for you #

Hey. Whoo.

- Come back here.

# I don't stay out late #

# Got no place to go #

# I'm home about 8:00

just me and my radio #

# Ain't misbehavin' #

# Savin' my love for you ##

Ada, I sure hate to steal your band away.

Oh, that's all right.

You're taking a liability off my hands.

Why don't you fold up this joint?

You know, I could use you in the show too.

You could?

- Sure could.

Oh, boy. This joint is folding

as of Saturday night.

What?

- Guess you're out of employment again.

You're high and outside.

I'm going to tell Fats.

- Aren't you Bill Williamson?

Sure you are.

Hello, Selina.

- Gee, I'm glad to see you.

What are you doing down here?

- Dancing.

But on account

of the bartender being sick...

...the cook had to take

the bartender's place...

...the waiter took the cook's place...

...and I had to take the waiter's place.

Gee, I'd love to see your act, Bill.

- Oh, waiter.

Bring me another pack

of cigarettes, will ya?

Yes, sir, boss.

- Say, Chick.

I want you to do me a favor.

I want you to put Bill in the show.

Doing what?

- He's a terrific dancer.

But, Selina,

dancers are a nickel a dozen.

Maybe so, but he was Clem's buddy.

I want to help him if I can.

All right, Selina. He's in.

- Aw, thanks, Chick.

Bill, how soon can you leave for Chicago?

I'm on the outskirts of Peoria right now.

Chick's gonna put you in the show.

- Sure enough?

Yep. I've got just the spot for you.

I'm gonna put you right on top.

And did he put you on top,

Uncle Bill, like he said?

He put me on top, all right.

Hey, you, get your wig on.

# There's a spot.

I know a place they call

Samoa by the Sea #

# Talkin' there's not the most #

# They palaver on the coast #

# They command each other

understand each other perfectly #

# If you're feeling fancy-free #

# If you don't give 'em repartee #

# To win a tropical maiden #

# Doesn't need topical talk #

# You maneuver and

if you approve her #

# You can win her love in a walk #

# Zulu man is feelin' blue

Hear his heart beat a little tattoo #

# Diga diga doo, diga doo doo

Diga diga doo, diga doo #

# You love me and I love you The

idea's old but the method is new #

# Diga diga doo, diga doo doo

Diga diga doo, diga doo #

# I'm so very diga diga doo by nature #

# If you don't say diga diga to your mate

you're gonna lose a papa #

# So if you want to be in style

way down on that tropical isle #

# Say diga diga doo diga doo doo #

# Diga diga doo, diga doo ##

Gee, Selina,

you were wonderful.

How about a sandwich after the show?

- That sounds swell to me, Bill.

I'd love to.

- Okay. I'll see you later.

It's a date.

- But you can't, Selina.

I don't want her seen

around those cheap lunchrooms.

Don't be like that, Chick.

- But it isn't good for the show...

...and I'm running the show.

Yes, but after the show is over,

I do as I please.

We'll see about that.

If you're thinking

what's good for the show...

...why don't you let me

go out and do my dance?

What? Let you do your cheap hoofing

in a classy show like this?

Why, they'd walk out on you.

Listen, Mr. Big Shot.

The only reason they ain't

walking out on you...

...is because it's raining out.

Yeah? Well, if you want

to stay in this show...

...just do your stuff on the drums, that's all.

Just do your stuff on the drums.

That's just what I'm gonna do.

# Fire #

# The low beating of the tom-toms #

# The slow beating of the tom-toms #

# Low, slow #

# Slow, low #

# Stirs your #

# Blood #

# Dance #

# A night-veiled girl #

# Whirls softly #

# Into a circle #

# Of light #

# Whirls softly #

# Slowly #

# Like a wisp of smoke #

# Around the fire #

# And the tom-toms beat #

What's he doing?

- What's he doing?

He's fixin' to tie the show up in knots.

Look at 'em out there.

They love it.

Bill, you's out of employment again.

And look at Chick.

He's thinks he's wowing them.

# Stirs #

# Your #

# Blood #

# The tom-toms beat #

# And the tom-toms beat #

# And the low beating of the tom-toms #

# Stirs your #

# Blood##

Boy, I've never known

that number to go better.

That's right.

You were terrific.

Come in.

Well, he fired me.

- Yes, I know.

But I don't care.

You know, I just had to do it, Selina.

Well, I don't blame you, Bill.

If it wasn't for making trouble for you...

I'd hang a sign on that guy's eye...

'closed for the season.'

Well, don't let me stop you. Does that

invitation to a sandwich still go?

It sure does. The lunchroom?

That sounds like a great place to me.

Come in.

Say, didn't I tell you

to get out of my theater?

And didn't I tell you I'd get out

when I get good and ready?

Well, you're ready now.

- That's right.

Ready, willing and able.

Come on, Selina.

One never knows, do one?

That's just like Chick.

He ain't changed a bit.

What happened after

you socked him, Uncle Bill?

Oh, we had our ups and downs...

...more downs than ups at first.

Did you keep on dancing?

Sure. That's when I invented

that Bill Williamson step.

You remember that, don't you, honey?

- Yes.

Come on, let me see

if you can do it. You ready? Go.

Why, you haven't forgotten it.

You did that fine.

What's this?

- Well, well. Look at this.

It looks like Gabe is still out of money.

Just like my old man.

What happened to Gabe,

Uncle Bill?

Oh, we kind of lost track

of him for a few years.

Did he quit promotin'?

- Well, he did and he didn't.

You see, I was trying

to open a show in New York...

...and having a peck of a lot

of trouble about money.

I was walking down the street

in Harlem that day.

No, it ain't.

- Yes, it is.

Well, I'll be doggone.

- How you doin'?

Ain't doin' so bad. Thank you.

Imagine me comin'

here for a shine and finding you.

Get right on up there,

'cause this one's on the house.

Lord, I been reading about you.

- Yeah?

Yeah. Funny thing, I was coming down

to catch the show tonight...

...and comin' back and ask for you.

Oh, man, it don't look like

there's gonna be no show.

How come?

All the chorus girls

ganged up and refused to work...

...unless they get paid

for last week's rehearsal.

What?

But if I could get open tonight,

I'd be out in front.

Well, how much money do you need?

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