Valentino
- R
- Year:
- 1977
- 128 min
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(# RICHARD DAY LEWIS:
"There's A New Star In Heaven Tonight")
# Stars may come and stars may go
# Up there in that starry space
# But when one falls, God always calls
# A star to take its place
# There's a new star in heaven tonight
# That will never fade from our sight
# There's a new star at home
# In that far starry dome
# Shining down on his loved ones tonight
# There's a voice singing,
"Lead, kindly light"
# With a smile
that has made the world bright
# Valentino, goodbye
# But way up in the sky
# There's a new star in heaven tonight
# There's a voice singing,
"Lead, kindly light"
# With a smile
that has made the world bright
# Valentino, goodbye
# But way up in the sky
# There's a new star in heaven
# Tonight #
(People shouting)
We want Rudy! We want Rudy...!
(Horse whinnying)
Personally, fellas,
I'm tickled pink by this turnout.
They're squeezing out of the subways
like pomade out of a tube.
Sure, why not? It's free, ain't it?
But how long is it gonna last?
He oughta taken better care of himself.
A lousy appendix!
He should've layed off the booze, too.
The moment he goes into the ground,
our grosses go with him.
Right, so before they take him out of here,
we gotta re-release his movies
into every theatre in the country.
That's why I got the lab working night and
day, grinding out reprints of The Sheik.
Which labs?
Better not be Pathe, Jesse - I got
Son ofthe Sheik running through there.
Listen, we've all got to get together on this.
Cash in on this publicity, but quick.
All right, so what's the angle?
We're getting outta here!
(Crowd chanting)
We want Rudy! We want Rudy!
(Glass breaking, sirens wailing)
(Man) Mr McBride!
Mr McBride!
Hold this, sir.
Sorry to bother you, Mr McBride.
There's a guy here,
says he has to see you, sir.
Say sweetie, you look kinda cute
all alone with your posy.
Make a nice picture.
- How about a big smile?
- Leave me alone.
Hey, don't I know...
I know who you are!
Hey, but I'll keep it under my hat.
You wouldn't want those vultures
to get their hooks into you.
How about it, Bianca, huh?
A little exclusive about you and Rudy?
Exclusive? It was splashed across
every newspaper in the country.
Yeah, that was over ten years ago.
Then it didn't matter.
He was just an immigrant bumming
around New York, nothing but a gigolo.
He was not a gigolo.
He was a professional dancer.
Pretty risky, playing around
with someone like you,
somebody married to a big noise
in the rackets.
It was perfectly innocent.
We were just two lonely foreigners
finding a little companionship
on the dancefloor.
Oh, yeah?
I heard all about the private lessons.
Hey, that's great.
Now take a big sniff of the pansies.
They're violets!
Too bad. But from what I hear,
pansies would've been more appropriate.
(# Orchestra plays tango)
Ma che bravo!
Bianca, forgive me.
(Speaks Italian)
- I forgot the time.
- Very fortunate for me.
That was so exciting to watch.
Rudy, is this gentleman
who I think he is?
Oh, yes. Sorry.
This is Vaslav Nijinsky.
Signor Nijinsky, this is my very dear friend
Bianca de Saulles.
Enchante.
If you could've just seen him tripping
the light fantastic with that ballet dancer,
you'd have gone bananas.
Talk about
Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy.
(Man) 'Bianca was dancing
with the fairy?'
No, she didn't dance with the fairy.
I'm talking about Valentino.
'Why, did they f***?'
They looked as though they were
crazy about one another.
'Valentino and the fairy?'
No, not Valentino and the fairy.
Valentino and your wife.
'For Christ, do you think
they go to bed together?'
No, I don't think they do. I think
the hottest they ever get's holding hands
while he gives her private lessons
on my dancefloor.
They don't call him Saint Rudolfo
for nothing.
- 'All right, listen, I'll be down there later.'
- Yeah, I'll see you later.
- 'Hey...'
- Mmh?
- 'You keep it warm for me, toots.'
- Yeah.
Yeah, I'm keeping it warm.
Good afternoon, Miss Billie.
OK, fellas.
Straighten up, you look like
the Hunchback of Notre Dame.
- What happened to you?
- You sent me for a haircut, Miss Billie.
Not to Alcatraz, I didn't.
- Biting your nails again, Frederico?
- Sorry, Miss Billie.
Keep that up, and I'll put you
in a straightjacket,
- Ah, snow in mid-summer.
- I'm getting it treated, Miss Billie.
Poached or sunny side up?
Who for Christ's sake are you?
I'm Jimmy Grimaldi, the replacement
from the agency, Miss Billie.
Oh, you are, are you? Well, you'd better
get some polish on your shoes, Jimmy,
otherwise you'll end up shining
other people's - just like your predecessor.
I'll try a new cream, Miss Billie.
Ain't they never heard of spit
where you people come from?
The only one to cut any ice
out of the whole bunch of you
is Saint Rudolpho here.
Even though he does act
as though he owned the joint.
But I was giving a private lesson,
Miss Billie.
You give too many private lessons.
Lay off the de Saulles dame.
Circulate more, baby.
Give some of the older broads a whirl.
They tip better.
And while we're at it,
don't go welshing on the tips, Jimmy.
It's fifty-fifty, and anybody
who forgets that is fired.
And for Christ's sake smile!
I've seen better line-ups
in the police gazette.
(# Orchestra strikes up)
You dance divinely.
Only with you. With everyone else
I have two left feet.
I think you are too kind.
I could dance all night with you.
In your arms I can forget for a moment
that I am but a slave -
everyone's to command
by the lift of an eyebrow.
Oh, I can't bear to share you
with anyone.
Come to me tonight.
Nothing would give me greater pleasure...
...if the health of my poor widowed mother
would permit it.
You dear, sweet boy.
A bientot, ma belle madonna
de la cafe triste.
Would Madam honour me
with the next dance?
Hmm!
Rudy, I've been thinking about
what you said.
If I leave him, he'll kill me.
He would never dare to touch
the wife of Rudolpho Valentino.
I have considered it -
you must divorce him.
Oh, Rudy, if only I could.
I know he's cheating on me
with every chorine in town,
but anyone crazy enough
to testify against him
is going to end up as a hole
in the East River.
I will testify.
Valentino is not afraid.
That's wonderful of you, Rudy,
but how would you get the dirt on him?
That won't be difficult. I...
No more tea time hops with dagos
for you, baby. Blow, pretty boy.
- The music is not quite over, Signore.
- It is for you, sweetheart.
Now you go straighten up your lipstick
before you're one gimp guinea.
- Jack...
- Shut up, goddamnit!
Waltzing with wops is one thing,
but he's a pansy.
Sir! I'm an artist,
a professional dancer.
You know, I say any guy who dances
with another guy is a powder puff.
- You got that, wop?
- I didn't tell him.
Ah, Billie!
Someone left the stable door open.
Then quit horsing around
with the customers.
You're fired. Get off the floor.
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