The Sapphires Page #5

like a military escort.

You're four black women in

a war zone, honey.

Now, all you need to do is sing.

Myron, we don't pass wind

without a military escort.

Come on, Dave.

Do you think I'd be sending my stars

out on the road

without the might of the US military

to protect them?

What about a band?

You've been singing with them

right there, sister.

Look, I'm leaving this up to you,

white boy.

Don't screw this up on me.

I don't screw up, Myron.

Just go get the dresses.

You've got to look me in the eyes.

It's bad luck.

Hey, sister. Remember me?

On the rooftop?

" HZ' . S KaY, right? " Ch!

Ooh! Chill out, chill out.

Shame. He's yours.

So, you got plans for tonight?

Are you always this clumsy?

No, ma'am. Only around beauty.

Better watch your step, then.

Alright.

Name's Robby.

Goodnight, Robby.

Hey, it's all groovy, baby.

You've work to do.

We'll save the pleasure of meeting

for another time.

But, hey, don't you forget now.

Whoo!

(CRASHU

Ooh. Chill out, chill out.

Chill out. Chill out.

It's all groovy, baby.

They still working.

Seriously, now, honey?

Never relax. Never assume.

That party girl there in the

miniskirt could be Vietcong.

She could lob a hand grenade

across the bar at any time.

Boom!

If you've got to do that,

can you do that somewhere else

where we don't have to watch you?

Hey, sis, if you want something,

you've got to go get it.

Yeah, well, can you get it

somewhere else? I can hear you.

Where's Julie?

She went that way.

There you are.

What are you doing out here?

I need to know where you are

at all times.

I didn't know

it was going to be like this.

Anyone could lob a hand grenade

and start shooting at us.

There you are.

What did I tell you?

You shouldn't even be here.

Shouting at me isn't gonna help.

Yeah, well, it's your stupid idea

in the first place, isn't it'?

Julie, darling.

Don't worry.

Everything's going to be fine.

Can you not stick your nose in it?

Jesus Christ.

Look, Gail, if I could think of a

way to insult a black woman

without coming across as racist...

Well, if you can't,

it probably means you are.

Will you just shut up?

Look, you know what? That's it.

We're going to have this out,

you and me.

Come on, bud. Let's go.

Fine. Here and now.

This sh*t - this has to stop.

You're going to have to start giving

me the respect that I deserve.

Respect?

What are you,

the aming mission manager?

Yes! I'm the manager.

I am the man who's going to manage you

better than you've ever been managed!

It would take a special man

to manage me properly.

Well, you're looking at him!

Excuse me! Crying. Scared.

OK, Vietnam. I'm here!

J' Yeah!

J" Ooh, I bet you're wondering

how I knew.

J' Baby, baby, baby,

about your plans to make me blue.

J" Mmm, with some other girls

you knew before.

J " Between the two of us girls... J".

Please welcome to the stage...

Good morning! Lieutenant John Jenson

at your service, ma'am.

How are you?

J" When I found out yesterday.

J' Don't you know that

I heard it through the grapevine.

J" I heard it through the grapevine.

J" Not much longer would you be mine.

J" Don't you know that I heard it

through the grapevine.

J" I heard it through

the grapevine.

J" And I'm just about, just about,

just about to lose my mind... J.

Ma. am?

Incoming radio message for you.

- For me?

- Yeah.

Whoo!

Say it again, now! Hey!

Thank you.

J" ..half of what you see.

J" And none of what you hear.

J " Baby, I just can't help... J".

These ladies have come a very,

very long way to entertain you

so please, give a very, very

warm welcome to the Sapphires!

My God!

Leeches! Get it off me!

J" Don't you know that I heard it

through the grapevine.

J" I heard it through

the grapevine.

J" Not much longer would you be mine

J' Not much longer would you be mine.

J" Don't you know that I heard it

through the grapevine.

J" Heard it through the grapevine.

J" And I'm about, just about,

just about to lose my mind.

J" Yes, I am.

J' Yeah! J'

Move it! Let's go!

Hey, Duggie, that looks burnt to sh*t.

Hell no. This is what you call

cooking, Cajun-style.

This here's my famed

blackened catfish.

It's the speciality of the house.

Hot!

- And spicy.

- Mmm.

Dave, I'm telling you,

ain't nothing surer with the ladies

than a man packing a home-baked

spread of catfish and a side order of soul.

You know, you can tell where a catfish

has been just by cutting open its guts.

Is that right?

Something like that.

First question.

Are you attracted to the man or not?

A little.

I wouldn't say he's my one and only.

That's what Stevie Kayne said to me

and I ended up with Hartley.

Stevie Kayne's the father of your

child?

Stevie with the glasses?

Well, if you ask me, this isn't

the place to be encouraging romance.

We're here to work.

Speak for yourself, sister.

Mm.

Shut up, shut up, shut up!

Gday. Hey.

- What's that?

- Catfish.

It's, blackened catfish.

It's supposed to look like that.

- You want to try it?

- No.

No? Alright.

- More for me.

- Mm.

Those Hollywood folks there,

they know how to pull a crowd.

That's what I'm gonna do too.

Yeah?

J" You better shout my love.

J' Ooh.

J " Thank you, baby... J"

Now, what do we have here?

That's, um, that's Jimmy's ring.

The boy's a damn fool.

God, you're beautiful.

J" I want to tell the world, baby.

J " You better shout my love... J".

Sir?

Delivery for you.

From Saigon.

I love you, man. I love you.

Yeah.

You're my favourite soldier.

- Yeah, thank you.

- You're my favourite.

Thank... thank you, sir.

Shut up!

J' In Asia, once again.

J" Once again!

J" In Asia, once again!

J" Once again

Hang on, hang on.

Hey, Irish.

Hey, telephone man.

Sh*t.

Dave, it's Myron. Hey, listen up, man.

- Hey, Myron!

- Word's out about the Sapphires.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, man. I'm good.

I got a gig headlining in Nha Trang.

What?

But here's the thing, Dave.

Yeah, the line's pretty bad.

No escort.

You're gonna have to get there

under your own steam.

- That's cool, Myron.

- Do you hear what I'm saying?

- Good to hear from you, bro!

- Dave? Dave? You hearing me?

Dave?

Shh.

No.

Stop it, stop it, stop it.

Dave Lovelace.

Get out here.

Take it for protection!

Hey, tell her... tell her she's

sweet.

- Shut up.

- Looks like you're in trouble, man.

Hey, Gail.

Sorry, I didn't hear you.

How you doing?

You know we have

an early start tomorrow.

Who are you, my wife?

You're on your last warning.

You're on your last warning.

How about that?

I came here to apologise

for giving you a hard time

but now I'm not gonna bother.

Your apology is rejected!

J" If you need me.

J" I want you to call me.

J" Said if you need me.

J" All you gotta do is call.

J" If you want me.

J' Send for me.

J" I said if you want me, want me.

J" All you gotta do is send for me.

J" But don't wait too long.

J" Just to pick up your phone.

J' And I'll be home.

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