The Idolmaker Page #5

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A little wider, two.

-From New York City.

-Here we go.

And applause,...

-Mr. Tommy Dee.

...with playback and take two.

You got it.

Widen out

just a little bit on two.

Very nice. Ready, three, on your

first close- up, and take three.

Yeah, come on

Hey, all right

Sweet little lover

Where are you going?

Where are you going tonight?

Come dance on the ceiling

high on the feeling

I see me holding you tight

Sweet little lover be mine

Wait, what's happening?

Where is he going?

Where's he go- what

the hell is happening?

I don't know.

He just walked past me.

He's at the edge of the stage.

-He can't go out there.

It's not l it.

Get the house lights on, quick.

-That's it. Stay with him.

-Don't worry.

Stan, give me a shot

give me a shot of him.

-Yeah.

-Cliff, what the hell i s going on?

I don't know what's going on.

This isn't the way we rehearsed it.

S..t!

Sweet little lover be mine

Little lover let your light shine

Sweet little lover

Now he's off the stage.

Get ready to go to a commercial.

Telecine,

stand by to roll light spot, please.

Watch what he's doing

with the girls.

You put your camera on him,

that'll make your shot.

Telecine. No, l know it's not ready,

but get it ready fast.

Thank you.

-Watch the girls.

Put your camera on him, that'll make

your shot. Just watch the girls.

Look at the reactions of those

girls. Look at that.

Look, they're lovin' him,

they're goin' I crazy.

Look at look at that girl.

-Okay, camera two,...

...give me a two shot, the singer

and the gal in front of him.

Beautiful.

Widen out a little bit on one.

Oh, look at that.

She's crying.

I'd hold your hand

I'd take a flower from your hair

Sweet little lover be mine

Little lover let your light shine

Sweet little lover

Don't you know love is ripe tonight?

Sweet little lover

Let it be the night of nights

tonight

Lover a roller coaster

once you get it to the top

Wind down a little bit on one,

that's it, that's workin'.

Ready, one, take one.

Close- up of that girl, two,

close-up.

That's magic. Beautiful.

Beautiful.

-Look at that kid.

All right, ready two, take two.

Sweet little lover be mine

Little lover let your light shine

Sweet little lover

Don't you know love is ripe tonight?

Sweet little lover

Let it be the night of nights

tonight

Sweet little lover

Sweet little lover be mine

-All right!

-They're going crazy out there.

Get some shots of the audience.

This is fantastic!

How about that?

Tommy Dee!

Incredible!

Let's hear it for him!

We'll be right back!

Tommy!

Tommy, that was terrific!

Terrific! Come on,

let's hear it for him!

All right!

Brother! This is fantastic!

Good morning, Jane.

"Dear Tommy, you're the most

handsome guy on earth.

I've got your picture

up in my room...

...so those dreamy eyes are

always looking down on me.

My mother says I'm crazy to

play your record so much...

...but I don't care, 'cause

I'll just buy a new one...

...when it wears out.

Just stay as sweet as you are,

and I'll always be stuck on you.

Love, Wendy."

Dear Tommy. You're the most warm,

sincere person...

...not stuck up, like

a lot of the other stars.

My friend Ellen and I sat in the

fifth row at your concert.

You were fantastic.

It felt like you were singing

just to me.

I'm gonna get tickets when

you're here again,...

...because seeing you once

means wanting to see you twice.

Love you forever, Kristy."

"I waited to get your autograph

after the concert.

I was the girl carrying hat sign

that said:
'I love you, Tommy Dee.'

You were so nice, though.

You even stopped to talk

with one of the girls.

Boy, was I jealous.

I bet she'll never forget that day.

I'll always be devoted to

you. Linda."

-Yeah.

-Wake-up-call Mister Dee.

It's seven a.m.

-Yeah.

Hey, this is it, Ma.

Easy street.

Cultured trees.

Birds singin' in the mornin'.

Ah, beautiful, baby, beautiful!

They just did the street.

Brand new street.

Brand new development company.

What do you think?

Great, eh?

I don't know, I.

I didn't even see a grocery store.

But it's what you always wanted, Ma.

Look at that door.

Real mahogany, huh?

This is it!

This place is fantastic!

Is it okay, Ma?

Great, huh?

Where'd you get this stuff?

A decorator.

A decorator, huh?

Naked women?

Well, Ma, I'm a songwriter.

I don't know nothin'

about decorating stuff.

Put the chairs down over there.

Hey, Carlo!

Hey, Carlo, another bottle of

champagne, huh?

No, no, Vincent, please,

not for me.

Come on, come on.

When you celebrate,...

...you gotta have more than

one bottle. There you go.

All right, Carlo, baby.

-No, no, no.

-There you go.

-Thank you.

-Okay. Do me a favor, Carlo.

-Si.

Give this to the chef with my

compliments.

Tell him, tutti cosi e. Huh?

Si, prego, prego, Signor Vaccari.

Guido!

Sure, all right.

Let's make a toast, huh?

To you and me.

-And to Tommy Dee.

So are you gonna tell me

how the tour was or not, huh?

Come on!

How was it?

-Um, it was okay.

It was all right. It was okay.

-It was okay?

-It was all right.

-Four months, thirty cities.

That's all you've got to say?

It was okay?

We grossed a 150 grand.

What do you want me to tell you?

How does Tommy feel about that?

He must feel great.

-Oh, the Pistolero! Yeah!

He's having a ball!

To him it's one big party!

What the hell's the matter

with you? What you tryin' to do?

Carry so many

dishes in your hand like that!

-I'm sorry.

-What the hell's goin' on?

What are you, a klutz somethin'?

Look what you're doin' here!

-It's all right, Vinnie. Relax.

-What do you mean, 'relax'?

This capo de cizzo is tryin'

to ruin our dinner, here!

Hey, don't call me names, huh?

I said I was sorry.

Vinnie, Vinnie,

what's the problem.

No problem, Mario.

Uh, just a little accident.

Guido,

get this stuff in the kitchen.

Don't try to carry so much, huh?

Hiring them pretty young, Mario?

Yeah, he's sixteen. I'm tryin' to

help out his, his grandmother.

It's only a part time job.

My kid brother's

seen too many movies.

Thinks he's Jimmy Cagney.

Hey, Jimmy Cagney.

What's the matter?

Why are you so unhappy, huh?

-Nothing's the matter.

-Nothing's the matter.

Tommy's a star, Vincent.

You did it!

Come on! Cheer up!

He's not the kind of star I want.

What are you talking about?

The kid's a gold mine!

His album just went

through the roof!

Brenda, think

I'm in this for the money?

Well, I thought that

had somethin to do with it, sure.

It's not enough.

I need a real star.

Tommy's a saxophone player.

He's playing at being a star.

He's a golf ball.

I mean, you know, last week...

...I enrolled him in acting

classes and he turned it down.

He told me, he told me,

acting was for pansies.

Can you imagine that?

-All right. All right, all right.

Vincent, give him time.

You know artists.

Artists are like children.

He'll come around.

You watch.

I'm not worried so much about

Tommy.

I'm worried a little bit about you.

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