Targets Page #4
- R
- Year:
- 1968
- 90 min
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All the good movies
have been made.
What'd you do with my script?
Oh, I Don't know.
It's over there someplace.
I wrote a hell
of a picture for you.
For you as you really are.
Uh-huh.
A tired old man.
No, no.
This was last week
when you still had some guts.
It took days
to convince Marshall.
"a work of art."
Should have heard him when he
first... When he first read it.
I Don't know.
I Don't understand it...
You sit still for three lousy,
terrible, lousy scripts we did,
And finally, you know,
I come up with something good,
And you quit.
I Haven't even read
the damn thing.
Well, why not?
God, geez, it's hot in here.
Sorry.
I guess I feel the cold
a little more than I did.
Open a window.
No, it's all right,
it's all right.
( sighs )
What's it all about?
What?
Everybody's dead--
I feel like a dinosaur.
( chuckles )
Well, I know how people
think of me these days--
Uh, old-fashioned, outmoded.
Well, not after this picture,
they wouldn't.
You can't change your whole
lifetime with one picture.
And what have you got
if you quit?
Oh, Sammy, what's the use?
"Mr. Bogeyman, king of blood,"
they used to call me.
"Marx Brothers makes you laugh,
Garbo makes you weep,
Orlok makes you scream."
( chuckles )
And once I thought
I'd be an actor.
Oh, it's not that the films
are bad...
I've gotten bad.
I couldn't even play a straight
part decently anymore.
I've been doing
Of course you could.
And even that isn't the point.
You know what they
call my films today?
"camp. High camp."
Wait a minute.
I want to show
you something.
My kind of horror
isn't horror anymore.
There they are.
Look at that.
No one's afraid of
a painted monster.
The only thing you've said
that's right...
Is about this.
Which is why you ought
to do my movie.
( chuckles )
Oh, a-a-and you
Don't play
Some phony
victorian heavy.
You play a human being,
And you could play
the hell out of it.
If I were your age,
I'd play it myself.
to Vincent price.
I think I'd better go home now.
I think you'd
better stay here.
Come on, come on, you'll be more
comfortable on the couch.
Get up. Here.
Hey, hey!
I'm very drunk.
Hey, that's my bed!
( groans ):
Oh...
Good lord.
I'm as drunk as he is.
Shh!
Sorry.
( sighs )
( car door closing )
( door opening )
( door closes )
( exhaling )
Leave the light off.
Bobby?
Yeah.
Why are you
still up?
Why aren't you
asleep yet?
I have a headache.
Do you know what time it is?
Don't forget the hall light.
( door closes )
I can't see
a thing.
( clatter )
( groans )
Honestly, why can't we
Turn on the light?
It hurts my eyes.
Oh.
( yawns )
Well, it certainly was
a busy night tonight.
God, I'm exhausted.
Seems like everyone
was calling long
distance.
( exhales )
Good night.
Good night.
You want to talk now?
No, you're tired.
Oh, I sure am.
Well, aren't you
going to go to sleep?
( exhales )
I just want to finish
the cigarette.
Okay.
Well... Good night.
Good night, Ilene.
Ilene:
Mmm, good morning.
Charlotte:
Good morning, dear.
( bell rings )
Charlotte:
Oh, that's the
grocery boy. Coming!
M-morning.
What are you typing?
Aren't you going
To go to work?
( gunshot )
Ilene?
Ilene?
Bobby?
( gunshot )
( gunshot )
( lock turning )
( lock turning )
( dog barking )
( clattering )
( door shuts )
I like to hear you say
that you love me
but you Don't have to tell me
all the time
'cause I can tell
you're thinking of me
I can hear you in my mind...
( engine roaring
as car pulls away )
( man moaning )
Ah!
H-have you
gone mad?
I was having
a nightmare.
I opened my eyes,
Is Byron Orlok.
Very funny,
very funny.
( groaning )
Oh, what time is it?
( clattering )
( groaning )
Noon.
( knock at door )
I'll get it.
No, no, no, no.
( knocking )
Oh-oh, oh.
( pounding at door )
Good morning,
my dear.
Good morning.
Oh, not so loud.
Here you are.
Suite on the super chief
to Chicago,
Suite on the 20th century
to New York,
First class on the queen
Elizabeth to Southampton.
You have to leave
tonight at 8:
00If you want to catch the ship.
Jenny?
Suite to Chicago,
suite to New York,
First class on the
Queen Elizabeth--
Cancel them.
I might as well make that
personal appearance tonight.
No, Don't
say anything.
I'm still retiring.
But I told you I wanted
to go home on the queen Mary.
What happened here
last night?
He had a guest.
Boy, you just made
my headache worse.
You can do that lousy pea.
Instead of my movie.
Buy off your
conscience.
So, I go back to television,
and you take my girl to London.
You look worse than he does.
I feel worse.
Go wash up.
No, I got to go home.
Oh, no, you're going
to stay and help me
With that
thing tonight.
Martyr...
Go on.
Order some breakfast,
would you, Jenny?
Oh, I couldn't eat
on an empty stomach.
Hello, Eddie?
This is Jenny.
I have good news for you.
Byron's going
to do the drive-in.
( car radio playing loud music )
Hiya, Roy.
Hiya.
Could I have, uh,
Okay.
( coughing )
Oh, and a box of the 12 gauge.
What size?
Four buck.
Good bit
of shooting.
Anything else?
Nope.
Okay.
How's your dad?
He's okay.
( coughing )
Damn flu
going around.
Spent the day in bed yesterday.
The whole day.
Oh, yeah?
Yeah.
Um,
Could you charge that to my dad?
I'll check.
( coughing )
( coughing )
( coughing )
Sign here, bob.
Going out with your dad again?
Yeah.
Here you go.
Thanks a lot.
What you hunting
this time?
Going to shoot some pigs.
Good luck.
( coughing )
( bell jingling )
Hey, groovy, groovy.
Now, uh, somebody
announces me on the P.A.
"uh, Laddies and James,
papas and mamas,
"here's your boss
disc daddy,
"the winner spinner
with the sounds around,
Kip the hip Larkin.
Let's harken Larkin."
All right, then after you finish
plugging your show,
You introduce Mr. Orlok,
and we can get on with...
No plugs-- not kip the hip.
I am just going to tell them
What a big thrill
this is for me,
And that's no put-on.
When I was a kid, Mr. O,
I must have dug your flicks
four zillion times.
You blew my mind.
Obviously.
Beautiful.
Is that beautiful?
All right,
come on,
Let's, uh,
let's go on.
Hey, man--
Direct me, C.B.
I'll try.
All right, after
And says a few words...
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