The Glenn Miller Story Page #2

I came to see you. We have a date.

- Shh! You'll wake up the neighbourhood.

- How can I talk to you?

You keep quiet. I'll be right down.

Hello, Helen.

What's the matter with you,

coming at this hour?

I told you I'd come out after work.

I got here as quick as I could.

- Shh. Be quiet.

- You haven't changed a bit, have you?

Just as feisty as ever, and just as pretty too.

I must be pretty! Wearing this kimono

and my hair up in curlers.

Is that what they are? Come on, sit down.

- It's cold out here.

- Come on. It's a beautiful night.

Gee.

There. I bought you a present

for your birthday.

My birthday?

That isn't until next November.

This is for your last birthday.

Why, they're beautiful!

But I can't accept a present like this.

Why not? They're not real.

I wish they were.

I got 'em out in Los Angeles in a pa...

In a, uh... A, uh...

I'll get you some real ones someday.

Honestly.

Two years and not a word

and then a present like this.

You know, with some people

you don't have to write. You just know.

- I knew you'd be here.

- Oh, you did?

Sure. I knew you'd be just the same.

Just sitting around waiting

for you to show up, I suppose?

"How is my girl?" you said.

Well, you happen to be wrong!

I've been engaged to Ed Healey

for nearly a year.

Did it occur to you that I might not care

if I ever saw you again?

No, it never did.

Never.

- Never.

- Why can't I ever stay mad at you?

You had me worried there for a minute.

Honestly!

If you were anybody else,

I would never speak to you again.

Look at me. Sitting here

in this kimono and my hair all...

- Those curlers.

- Terrible, isn't it?

Helen, now look, I've got an idea.

Come with me to Fort Morgan.

I'm gonna introduce you to my folks.

- Now?

- Right now.

People do sleep between 3am and 6am.

They'll be crazy about you.

- And they'll give us breakfast.

- How do we get there?

- I'll get a taxi.

- A taxi to Fort Morgan?

- Sure.

- That's so extravagant.

- It isn't far.

- Maybe I can get the family car.

Wonderful. Wait a minute.

Let me try these on for size, hm?

There.

(Door opening)

Uh-oh.

- Mr Burger, I...

- Take it easy, son.

I'm just going hunting, for jackrabbits.

- Glenn!

- It's Glenn!

Hi, Herb. How are you?

Glad to see you. Hello, Irene.

- What a surprise! I had no idea.

- Hello, Mother.

Glad to see you. Mother, this is...

You don't need to tell me. You're Helen!

We've been hearing about you for years.

Why, yes. I'm very happy to meet you.

- Daddy'll be down in a minute.

- Dean and Velna?

They're fine! I'll show you

a picture of the baby.

- Sure.

- She your girl, Glenn?

That's right, Herb.

Are you and Glenn gonna get married?

Don't ask that!

We just take such things for granted.

- How are you, son?

- Fine.

- And you're Helen. Welcome to the family.

- Thank you.

- You gonna get these kids some breakfast?

- I certainly am!

You might've let us know where you are

and what your plans are.

We have to ask Helen, eh?

I'll bet he tells you everything.

Oh, no, Mr Miller.

I seem to be the last person he tells.

- Yeah.

- Well, come on.

- You like hotcakes, Helen?

- Yes.

Mom makes pretty good ones...

(Men) # Little brown jug, how I love thee

# Ha-ha-ha, you and me

# Little brown jug, how I love thee... #

Good old Colorado U.

It hasn't changed a bit.

No, it's just as pretty as ever.

We still have time. Let's walk

across the campus for old times' sake.

- I'd love to.

- Come on.

- Wish I didn't have to leave so soon.

- I do too.

Listen. It's the Glee Club rehearsing.

- I love that song.

- What, Little Brown Jug?

That's sort of a tin-eared tune.

Why, that's one of my favourites.

My dad used to sing it to me

when I was a little girl. I guess that's why.

- They sing it pretty well.

- Mm-hm.

When something's

really wonderful like that, I know it.

I get kind of a funny feeling

up the back of my neck.

That's how I can tell.

Sort of makes my hair stand on end.

- Is that so?

- Yeah.

Looks pretty normal from here.

It just feels that way!

- Remember that lake?

- Yes, I do.

- Where do you go from here?

- We're heading east.

Chicago, New York.

We're booked into the Club Fifty there.

- Ever been to New York?

- No.

Neither have I. I hear it's quite a town.

You're certainly seeing America, aren't you?

You think I'm kinda rudderless, don't you?

Wandering over the country with the band.

- Yes, I guess I do.

- But I'm not, though.

I know exactly where I'm going.

I know exactly what I want to do.

You do?

I'm not gonna be a sideman all my life,

a trombone player.

I'm gonna have a band all of my own.

I'm gonna play my own kind of music.

I... It's hard to explain, but a band...

A band oughta have a sound all of its own,

oughta have a personality.

- Sort of like a person.

- Uh-huh.

How do you get this different sound?

You see, the arrangements,

the way you score each one

of the individual instruments.

Some bands have that sound already,

like Pollack,

but it's not the right sound, not for me.

- What is?

- I don't know.

I don't know. I haven't found it yet.

But someday I'm gonna find it

and when I do...

You'll find it. I'm sure you will.

- You are?

- Hey, Glenn!

There's Chummy.

He found it all right. Goodbye.

It's been wonderful seeing you. Goodbye.

I'm comin'!

You'll be hearing from me. Wait and see.

- Come on, boy, let's go.

- All right, all right.

Bye.

Honestly.

(# Mellow version of Good Night Ladies)

How about one more?

One more number?

We can't, kids.

We're leaving for Atlantic City.

We'll be back in a couple of months.

Thanks a lot. Swell.

Fellas, listen just a minute

before you start packing up.

The bus leaves from the hotel for

Atlantic City tomorrow morning at 10:30.

Everybody be on time.

Don't be late, will ya? OK.

Ben, like I told you,

I guess this is where I get off.

I want to thank you for everything.

- You know what you're doin'?

- Yeah.

I wanna stick around New York for a while.

I want to do some studying.

Just when the band's

really startin' to take on.

I know all that. I appreciate

everything you've done for me

and I wish you all the luck in the world.

If there's... Any time you want me to do

an arrangement for you, just let me know.

That's an idea.

Well, so long, kid. A lotta luck.

- Thanks for everything.

- Goodbye.

- You're really serious about this?

- Yeah.

Still got that crazy idea in your head,

that sound?

Hey, Don?

This is Chummy MacGregor.

This is Don Haynes.

- Hi.

- Glad to meet ya. You're the band booker.

Gonna try and get Glenn

some work arranging.

- It's an awful lonely town.

- I know.

I wish we could stick together,

but I've been eating for two years now.

It's gotten to be a habit.

I don't think I can break it.

I know.

Well, good luck, kid.

Hope you find a friendly pawn shop.

- Yeah, bye, Chummy.

- So long.

- Glenn!

- Hi, Don. How are you?

- What are you doin'?

- Not much.

Listen, Red Nichols is getting together

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