Sweet Smell of Success Page #33
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- 1957
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SIDNEY:
As D'Angelo moves away again Sidney looks after him. Once
more his face goes tense. (He asks himself, does this
development - which he himself anticipated - change the
situation?) He turns away, moving out of shot.
ANOTHER ANGLE:
CAMERA moves with Sidney as he walks towards the doorway.
There he hesitates again; he looks back into the club.
DALLAS:
From Sidney's viewpoint. A LONG SHOT of Steve on the
bandstand. CAMERA PANS deliberately towards the coatrack in
f.g. A group of newly arrived musicians walk into the shot,
setting down their instrument cases and starting to hang up
their coats. (Clearly, Sidney could not now return to the
coat rack - even if he decided that he did want to undo his
handiwork.)
RESUME SIDNEY:
CAMERA, shooting out across the square, frames Sidney in f.g.
Facing the inevitable, Sidney turns away, walks across the
sidewalk. On the other side of the square the headlamps of
the car blink twice. Sidney walks towards it.
POLICE CAR:
A big man gets out of the seat next to the driver. As he
comes round the hood of the car, the headlamps of a passing
truck illuminate him, identifying HARRY KELLO. CAMERA PANS
as he walks to meet Sidney.
CLOSER ANGLE:
Kello pauses as Sidney comes up to him, asks affably:
KELLO:
What's all the rush? You said
three o'clock.
SIDNEY:
(glancing back
towards club)
He's leaving early. After this
"set". He'll be out in a couple of
minutes...
They wait for a moment, listening to the sound of the music
in the distance. It is a blues number (GOODBYE BABY) Kello
hums nonchalantly; Sidney glances at him with irritation,
finding something gruesome in his relaxed manner.
INT. POLICE CAR
There are two plainclothes policemen inside, one at the
wheel, the other in the back seat. The latter leans forward
to ask the former:
1ST POLICEMAN
What's this deal tonight?
MURPH:
(the 2nd policeman)
One of the lieutenant's "surprise
parties", I think.
Murph's tone shows obvious repugnance. The 1st Policeman
broods for a moment; he adds in a quiet, but viciously
resentful manner:
1ST POLICEMAN
One of these days I'd like to turn
in my badge and tangle with "POPSIE"
myself - he's no good.
Sidney, increasingly uncomfortable, turns to Kello.
SIDNEY:
Can't you wait up the block? It's
not going to look so good, right in
front of the club...
To Kello this is a great joke. He laughs, enjoying Sidney's
uneasiness. He begins to "cat and mouse" Sidney.
KELLO:
(heavily humorous)
It's nice, Sidney, that you give me
this tip...
SIDNEY:
(interjecting)
- He's got them on him.
KELLO:
(solemnly nodding his approval)
...And he's got them on him. I
appreciate a thing like that - I
appreciate where you are looking
out for the virtue of the city.
Sidney, annoyed at this sarcasm, moves past Kello, not
deigning to respond. As he goes by, Kello grasps him
forcibly by the arm.
KELLO:
What's your hurry, Snooks?
CAMERA HAS PANNED to SHOOT towards the car out of which
emerges a second detective.
SIDNEY:
(revolted)
Take your hands off, Kello...
Kello, holding Sidney, turns towards the second detective in
background.
KELLO:
Murph, how do you like this face?
Why, I'll be darned -- it's melting!
Something got you scared, Sidney...?
Listen, rectify me a certain thing.
Wasn't you kidding, Snooks, when
you told J.J. I was fat...?
Sidney jerks his arm away, rapidly retreats a few yards, a
safe distance from Kello. CAMERA PANS with him to the
bottom of the steps.
SIDNEY:
Sleep in peace, Kello -- you're
skinny -- but J.J. says you sweat!
ANOTHER ANGLE:
Sidney in foreground, Kello and Murph beyond. Kello laughs;
but obviously he would like to be nearer to Sidney. Perhaps
to detain Sidney, Kello drawls:
KELLO:
Is that a fact? He's a dilly,
ain't he? By the by, what did he
have against this boy?
SIDNEY:
He goes out with girls.
KELLO:
Well, I'll be darned. And what
SIDNEY:
(impudently)
Go out with DIFFERENT girls!
KELLO:
KELLO:
(softly now)
I get the peculiar impression,
Snooks, that you don't like me.
Could I be wrong?
SIDNEY:
He turns swiftly and goes up the stairs out of Kello's reach.
SIDNEY:
(as he goes)
You could be right, you fat slob?
ANOTHER ANGLE:
From half-way up the stairs. Sidney comes up the steps two
at a time. Kello and Murphy are seen beyond.
KELLO:
(with a guffaw)
Come back here, Sidney...I wanna
chastise you!...
FROM THE BRIDGE:
Sidney reaches the top. He comes along the pedestrian walk
up to CAMERA, slowing down he turns across the rail and
looks down towards the square. CAMERA MOVES to take in the
scene in WIDE ANGLE: Sidney in foreground, the police car
and detectives below, the entrance to Robard's across the
square. Sidney waits. In the distance we can hear the
music of Dallas' last number coming to an end.
INT. ROBARD'S CLUB
The last bars of the number. Enthusiastic applause.
STEVE:
He responds to the ovation, nicely but a little wearily. He
gets down off the stand. There is too much noise to hear
his parting words to his fellow musicians, but it is clear
that he is urging them to stay without him. He walks off
towards the entrance to the club.
D'ANGELO
D'Angelo leaves the bar, in search of Steve. He sees...
INT/EXT. ROBARD'S CLUB - NIGHT
Steve is putting his guitar away in the case, collecting his
overcoat. In this gesture he is arrested by the sound of
D'Angelo's voice over scene.
D'ANGELO (O.S.)
(urgently)
Steve!
Steve, mildly startled, looks up.
REVERSE ANGLE:
Shooting into the club. D'Angelo comes forward from the bar.
He is a little drunk, a little emotional. He waddles toward
Steve, then takes the white carnation out of his buttonhole
and puts it in the buttonhole of Steve's coat, saying:
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