Too Late Blues Page #2

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...what key to add in, then we wail right on

through, see? And everything will be scrusimanstrosi.

- Alright?

- Okay

Yeah, nice sound. That's tough

there, you got nice pipes there.

You up in moonville there.

No, no. That's just your first note.

Now, when you wheel in to the melody...

Just relax and sing on out. Now you try that

first note and come right into it and continue.

Let's get together and

swing right on through. Okay?

- No hello, huh?

- Hello, Ben.

What you think of her?

Uh huh.

- What did you think Benny?

- Well...

Fellas, what did you folks think?

- Oh, she's marvelous. See? See?

What are you worried about honey?

Come over here baby. Excuse

me a second, will you?

What did I think?

I don't think you made it, sweetie baby.

You know, it's not

enough to look pretty.

I mean let's face it,

honey. You were embarrasing.

They were laughing at ya'.

When someone asks you to sing,

you gotta get up there and sing.

Benny, I didn't even know that number.

Look, I'm not talking about the number.

I'm talking about your need for experience. We

all know you're pretty, we all know you got talent.

But honey, you need more experience

and that just finishes it.

Hi.

- I thought you were just great.

- Ghost.

I'm talking about criticism,

you know? Constructive criticism.

Uh, Jess.

That's why I'm a good agent, I

never let a client off the hook.

Expect the best, keep them insecure,

that's what you'll get man, the best.

Forget about the girl. How

are ya, ya old son of gun?

I'm pretty good, and you?

Uh, great. Listen, you uh... still

uh... playing in the parks and uh, ugh...

- Old ladies homes, and jazz like that?

- I like parks, and I like old ladies.

Why don't you come on back and

get a little night club pellet.

We're happy doing what we're

doing, Benny. What's wrong with it?

So you cut a record.

Come on you artist, I love you. Let

an old friend help and old friend.

What would an old friend like you,

do with a bunch of screwballs like us?

Make money.

- You turn me up.

You don't wanna work in nightclubs, cut

a couple of records, make a little loot.

What's wrong with that?

Nothing Benny, nothing at all. Provided

you let us play what we want to play.

Of course you can play what you

want to play. What do you think I am?

- Ugly chick.

- I thought she was cute man, what do you mean?

You've got no taste, man. You know that?

- This party is a real drag.

- Bunch of freaks.

- Where's Ghost?

- Busy with an agent somewhere over here.

- Hey let's go over to Nick's place and play some cards.

- No man, I promised my wife...

Excuse me, honey. And

I am gonna go home.

Oh well, where's Red? Hey Red!

- That's what I mean, you can never get out of these places.

Hey waiter, waiter!

Listen, why don't you give me a call sometime?

Maybe I can set up and audition for you boys.

- Great.

- You know, you're a nice kid, I like you.

- I like you, I like the way you talk.

- Geez, thanks a lot mister Frielobe.

- That's alright.

- Nice meeting you, nice meeting you, uh, Mrs. Frielobe.

Come on Red. Come on. Wait a minute.

Wait a minute. Do you know who

I was just talking to of all?

- A phony.

- Hell, everybodys a phony to you Charlie.

- That's right.

- Go ahead.

That guy's Milt Frielobe,

he owns Roadside.

- Yeah, yeah.

- Who cares, man.

Oh... listen Jess, you look beautiful.

Oh, I want you to meet an

old dear friend of mine:

John "Ghost" Wakefield, Jess Polanski.

- How are ya?

- Come on, lets go down and get a drink. I'm dry. What do you say?

- Yeah, uh, Benny, easy easy.

- I'm surprised to see you here tonight.

I didn't think you made

this party scene very often.

Yeah well, I know, you know, Baby

Jackson a long time and he said uh:

You wanna come to a party so here I am.

I'm handling him now, so I got

him book solid. Right on top.

Is that right?

See, is that where you want to

be Ms. Polanski? On... on top?

I'm an amateur. I don't try

to fool myself or other people.

I... I can see that.

But what I said before,

I wasn't kidding about.

- You are good.

- Uh, bartender, give us three glasses of

- champagne, make sure the

glasses are cold, alright?

- And I'm not putting you on either.

- I hate bartenders.

You know how long it's been since I've seen this

son of a gun? How long has it been anyway, huh?

- A long time Benny.

- Yeah, couple of years at least.

You know I was a musician then.

Yeah, well, no more Tijuanas, Cincinnatis,

Philadelphias, or one night hassles with drunks

...in third rate bars for me. No sir,

woke up one morning and had a hangover...

...and had a fight, hit some guy, broke my fist, he

cut my lip, and I haven't touched a trumpet since.

Have a nice time?

- Hey Benny.

- Hey Baby.

- Hey Benny. I want you to

talk to somebody over here.

- Not now Baby, I'm busy.

- What do you mean 'not now'?

Look, you are my agent... This guy says

he got a contract for me for next summer.

Now, I never sign no contract with him,

and that is exactly what I told him.

Don't worry about it, I know what he

means. You know it's in the talk stage.

Ah, well then maybe you better get over here

and talk man because that is exactly what I...

...give you ten percent for. Now you

don't mind, do you sweetie? Come on Benny.

- Benny, I want to leave.

- Uh, well, be back in a minute honey, this is business.

I want you to tell this

little girl some stories.

He's got wonderful stories, sweetie.

Like Mother Goose and Peter Pan.

- Let's go Benny.

- Later Baby.

You want another drink?

Would you do me a favor?

Sure.

Where do you wanna go?

Anywhere. I don't care.

Come on.

Exactly what do you mean in a minute?

- I said, in a minute.

- Just listen, who do you think you...

Shut up and let me boy.

Eleven, twelve, thirteen,

five is eighteen, nineteen.

Twenty-six,

thirty-one, forty-two.

- What do you say, Ghost?

- How are you?

Say hello to the princess.

Princess, uh, meet Reno uh...

Vitelli, Vitelli. Please

to meet you, princess.

That's enough. We'll

be at the back table.

- Sure, go ahead. Enjoy yourselves.

- We will.

- Here good?

- Yeah, this is fine.

- What kind of a place is this?

- You know, regular neighborhood bar.

Where uh... working

people come after hours.

Kill some time.

A lot of lonely people

in the world, you know?

You want something to eat?

No thanks. I don't feel

like eating, anything.

Kitchen's clean. You

can eat off the floor.

I'm not very hungry.

Hey, I love that dress.

It's just cheap.

Well, maybe it's cheap,

but you make it look good.

- I know.

- You know, huh?

- You really are a princess.

- My name is Polanski.

That's my name:
Jessica Polanski.

And don't start telling me

how much you can do for me.

Helping my career... Cause

there isn't any career.

And you can't do a

thing for me. Understand?

You wanna dance?

I guess... yeah.

Okay.

Okay, one more.

Ooh, I like that.

Shall we?

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