All language subtitles for Elvis The Early Years s01e02.eng

- I miss you, Satinin'.

- (Gladys) I miss you.

I waited up all night for you to
call.

- We went on an all-night bivouac.

I just got back a while
ago and cleaned up.

- They treating you right?

They don't treat you decent, I'm
gonna

call that president my own self.

- They're treating me fine, Mama.

Some of the guys gave me some
static.

When they see I'm like
everybody else, they cool down.

It's all over, Mama.

They're not gonna remember
me when I come back.

- Of course they are, baby.

You just got to trust the colonel.

I miss you, Elvis.

- I miss you, Mama.

Mama, I gotta go now.

The drill sergeant wakes me up

just about the time I used to go to
bed.

- You really gotta go?

- I guess not.

I ain't got a lot to say though,
Mama.

- You don't gotta say nothing, baby.

Just don't hang up.

- Hey Presley.

You know there's this rule
that lets enlisted men

live off-base with their
families if they're nearby.

- Oh, this house is gonna do just
fine.

They're gonna like it.

We're gonna line one up in Germany,
right?

- I want 'em there, too.

- It'll be taken care of.

- Good.

This general asked me if I
wanted to work for the USO.

- Entertain the troops.

- For free? (chuckles)

I got a call like that.

From the White House.

"Would Elvis like to
sing for the President?"

"How much?" I asked.

Does the president work for free?

No, we stick to our principles.

- Meanwhile, I piddle away my
career.

- Our career, son.

I built it, I can keep it going

whether you're out there or not.

Your name's in the paper every week.

Magazines every month.

Your records are selling
as I parcel 'em out.

"King Creole" is doing
well, and I'm negotiating

a couple more films as we speak.

You got no room to complain.

(phone ringing)

- Hello.

Hi, Daddy.

What's wrong?

When?

Oh my god.

I'm on my way.

- What's the matter?

- Mama's in hospital, it's
her liver or something.

I gotta pack and get to Memphis.

- Now?

You can't do that.

- (Elvis) Why the hell not?

- You think the Army's gonna
give you special allowance

just because you're Elvis Presley?

Quite the opposite, in fact.

- I'm going, the Army has
nothing to do with this.

- Go AWOL, and they'll ruin you.

- Don't you give me that crap!

You say you're the great
snowman, go snow 'em.

You brag about being
able to twist everybody

around your pinkie finger.

You work your magic,
Colonel, and do it now,

or by God, we're through.

(Elvis sniffles)

Mama?

(solemn music)

Oh God, Mama.

- Come on, let me see that
beautiful face of yours, baby.

It's gonna be all right.

(phone ringing)

Mama!

("Loving You" by Elvis Presley)

# I will spend my whole life through
#

She's gone, Daddy.

Our Satinin' is gone forever.

Why would God take her away from us?

# Winter, summer, springtime too #

# Loving you #

# Makes no difference where I go #

# Or what I may do #

Doesn't she look beautiful?

She loved you guys very much.

# I'll always be #

# Loving you #

Oh, Red.

- I'm so sorry, man.

I'm so sorry.

- I know.

- Look, I'm out of the Marines now,

so I'm back if you need me, OK?

- Thanks, man.

- Look who I found out at the gate.

- Oh, she loved you, Dixie.

- We all loved her, Elvis.

- I killed her.

All that worry about me traveling.

She wanted me to quit
and she kept asking me

over and over and over,
and I wouldn't quit.

She's gone now.

(triumphant music)

- (Reporter) America's
latest export to Europe

is not the Hula-Hoop or Coca-Cola,

but the king of rock 'n'roll.

Elvis Presley has changed
his Hollywood limousine

for an Army tank as he
patrols the German borders

with the Third Armoured Division.

America salutes you, Private
Presley.

(girls chattering)

- Elvis!

Elvis!

- Just keep your hands
back away from his mouth,

you'll be OK.

- We're having a party tonight.

Some of my Army buddies are coming
over.

Currie Grant, Esposito, and Charlie
Hodge.

- Charlie Hodge.

Oh, don't he just act
like he knows it all?

- Thank you, Grandma.

- That ain't funny.

- Where you been all night, Daddy?

- Out with friends.

- Friends my ass.

You were with that Stanley woman.

I know what's going on, Daddy.

She's married.

- It ain't none of your nevermind,
Elvis.

- It's been just three months.

- You're cheating on two people.

- Look, Elvis.

I loved your mama as much
as a man can love a woman.

But I'm tired of crying.

I'm a lonely man.

- It's an insult to her memory.

- You watch your mouth, son.

I know what you've been up to with
those

French hooch dancers every
time you go to Paris.

What would your mama
say about your hygiene?

- I'm the one that pays
the bills around here.

Don't ever forget it.

- How can we forget it
when you keep reminding us

every time you don't get your way?

(siren wailing)

(insects chirping)

- Thanks, babe.

- Hey Elvis, you ever listen to
opera?

- What?
- Aw, sure.

Yeah, I love Caruso.

And what's the other guy?

The Lion.

Titta Ruffo.

- Listen to this.

(gentle music)

(man singing in foreign language)

- Yeah, I love this.

- You could sing this too, you know.

You could, you got the
register and the range.

You love gospel.

Not much difference.

- (Man) Well, what do we have here?

- This is Priscilla Beaulieu.

This is the girl I've
been telling you about.

- Hi.

I'm Elvis Presley.

- Hi.

Come and sit down next to me.

So do you go to school?
- Yeah.

- And what are you?

Junior, Senior?

- Ninth.

- Ninth what?

- Grade.

- Ninth grade?

- Man, you're just a baby.

- Well, thanks a lot.

Well, the girl's got spunk.

(men laughing)

Do you have to go?

- It's way past my curfew.

My daddy's gonna kill me.

- I'm sorry to hear that.

Good night, Priscilla.

- Good night.

(insects chirping)

- Good night, Currie.

- See you on the base.
- Ditto.

Did you see that face?

Those eyes?

Man, that's the woman I've
been looking for my whole life.

- She's really young.

- That's OK.

That just means I can raise her

to be exactly the woman I want her
to be.

- God Almighty, man,
she's as cute as a bug,

but she's just 14.

You could go to prison for life.

- It might be worth it, Daddy.

# Love me tender #

# Love me dear #

# Tell me you are mine #

# I'll be yours through all the
years #

# Till the end of time #

# Love me tender #

# Love me true #

# All my dreams fulfil #

# For my darling, I love you #

# And I always will #

I'm so glad you came back.

I didn't know if you would.

- I didn't think you'd ask me.

- Oh, honey.

I want to be alone with you.

- Well, we are alone.

- No.

I meant really alone.

Would you come upstairs to my room?

Don't be afraid.

I would never do anything
to harm you, Priscilla.

Ever.

I'll treat you like my sister.

Please?

- All right.

You go on up first, and
I'll be up in a minute.

It'll look better.

- OK.

- It was nice to talk to someone.

I miss that.

Gets lonely here.

- Are you going home soon?

- In six months, yeah.

But we won't quit then.

I feel like we're close.

How I just wish Mama'd
been there to meet you.

She would've liked you as much as I
do.

- I wish I could have met her, too.

- There's this photograph of
her when she was your age.

Oh, man.

You look an awful lot like she did.

Same eyes.

Beautiful cheekbones.

- My father says if you
expect to see me again,

he's gotta meet you.

- I'll meet any man to keep you.

Slow down.

We've plenty of time, little one.

Sir, right now I'm driving a jeep

for the Third Armoured Division.

- I guess you're very
anxious to get home, huh?

- Oh yes, sir.

Only six more months now.

How do you like being stationed
here?

- We love it.

Couldn't be happier.

We're gonna be here three more
years.

Let's get down to brass tacks,
Elvis.

You got women coming at
you from every direction,

all over the place.

Why do you want to date my daughter?

- Well, sir, I happen to be
very fond of your daughter.

She's a lot more mature than her
age,

and I like her company.

It hasn't been easy for me,
bein' away from home and all.

I guess you might say I
needed someone to talk to.

You don't have to worry,
Captain, Mrs. Beaulieu.

I'll take good care of her.

- No, please, I want to do it.

Please, I love you.

- Priscilla, I've learned to love
you.

But Daddy keeps reminding me of your
age.

I could get into a lot of
trouble for this, Cilla.

Maybe when I go home...

- I don't want you to go.

- I'm kinda mixed up about me and
you.

I mean, maybe me being
away will just help me

to figure things out.

- That's all the more
reason for us to do it.

At least I'll have that
to remember you by.

- No.

Someday, but not yet.

You're just too young.

(Elvis sighs)

Come on, it's time to go.

I promised your daddy.

Are you tired?

- No, I'm OK.

I'm tired because you
and me stay up so late

and then I gotta be at school by
seven.

- How you doin' at school?

- Finding it hard to stay
awake in some classes.

Like in algebra.

I got a D.

If my dad finds out,
he is going to kill me.

- Here.

If you get tired, take these.

They'll help you stay awake.

No more than one, or else
you'll be doing cartwheels.

- What are they?

- Don't worry, they're completely
safe.

They give them to us on manoeuvres.

Put them in your pocket
and don't tell anybody.

Don't take 'em every day.

Only when you need high energy.

- I love the way you take care of
me.

- I don't want you sitting around
moping

after I've left, little one.

- I don't...

- Try and have a good time.

And write me every chance you get.

- I'll write every day.

- Get pink stationary
and address them to Joe,

so I know it's from you.

I want you to stay just the way you
are.

Untouched.

As I left you.

- I will.

- And I don't want to
see that sad little face.

Now give me a smile.

(Priscilla laughs)

I'll take that with me.

I want you to have this.

So everyone knows you belong to me.

- Oh, God, Elvis.

(crowd shouting)

- This is it, baby.

(crowd shouting)

Come on.

Come on, baby.

Don't worry.

I'll call you as soon as I can.

Bye, Cilla.

- Elvis.

Elvis!

I love you!

- (Reporter) Elvis, has sobering
Army life

changed your mind about rock 'n'
roll?

- Sobering Army life.

No.

I was in tanks a long time, you see,

and they rock and roll quite a lot.

(crowd laughing)

- You break any hearts in Germany?

- No special one, no.

There was a little gal I was
seeing quite often over there.

And there was some stories.

"The girl he left behind."

Yeah, but no big romance.

I gotta be careful how
I answer that question.

(crowd laughing)

- Any plans, details
you can share with us?

- Oh, I guess I gotta
cut some more records,

and then I'll take a train to Miami.

I'm doing a TV special with Frank
Sinatra.

And I'm really looking forward to
that.

I guess I have one new fan.

As well y'all know, Frank was
no big fan of rock 'n' roll

before I went in the Army.

Thank you very much.

(horns honking)

Hey, man.

- Ten-hut.

- How you doin'?

- Oh boy, I missed you guys.

- Good to see you.

- Good to see you, too, Elvis.

- How's Bill Black?
- He's selling some records.

- Ooh, good for him.

Steve, how are you?

- Good, good Elvis, how are you?

- Oh, real good, real good.
- Good, good.

Well, I got these demos for you.

There are some real rockin' hits.

- I got "Stuck on You..."

- Skip the rockin', I
ain't into that anymore.

We're gonna do opera.

- Opera?

You're kidding, right?

# It's now or never #

# Come hold me tight #

# Kiss me, my darling #

# Be mine tonight #

# Tomorrow will be too late #

# It's now or never #

# My love won't wait #

# It's now or never #

# Come hold me tight #

# Kiss me, my darling #

# Be mine tonight #

# Tomorrow will be too late #

# It's now or never #

# My love won't wait #

# It's now or never #

# My love won't wait #

# It's now or never #

# My love won't wait #

- Colonel, I wanna talk to
you about "West Side Story."

- Have a seat.

- It's a big classy film and
they want me for the lead.

I can act the hell out of it,
Colonel.

- Have you seen the shooting
schedule?

Six months.

We could make five films in that
time.

- Oh, but it's the chance
to do something special,

something really good.

- Elvis, let me give you
a lesson in economics.

"G.I. Blues."

Your first movie back.

One of them blame musicals
you always gripe about.

A blockbuster.

Made us millions.

Your second movie.

"Flaming Star."

An ambitious drama.

Well reviewed.

Made zilch.

What does that tell you?

- Why don't you tell me?

You're chomping at the bit.

- Folks live sad lives.

Your job is to give them 90 minutes

to forget their pitiful
circumstances,

not rub their faces in some
phoney, righteous misery.

What they want to see is some
paradise

that they can never afford to visit,

lots of pretty girls, and Elvis
Presley

fighting and singing a half-dozen
songs

that we can stick on a soundtrack
album.

That's our bread and butter, son.

You stick with what sells.

You don't see the snow-cone
man switch from cherry juice

to prune juice just because he's got

some blockage in the poop chute.

Didn't everything work
out like I said, huh?

While you were away playing soldier?

Hasn't everything worked out
exactly like I said it would?

- Yes, sir.

- OK.

You're the money maker,
I'm the money finder.

Let's do our jobs.

- Yes, sir.

(gentle music)

(speaking foreign language)

- I take your bags.

- Oh, I got another shot.

I got another shot.

What you got on me here, Red, man?

- 20 bucks you choke.

- 20 bucks I choke you.

(Red laughing)

- Ah.

Ah, there she is.

It's Priscilla.

Oh, baby.

It's about time.

Where you been all my life?

- I've been missing you.

- Let me take a look at you.

- You like?

- I do, baby, you look beautiful.

Oh, you look so grown up, baby.

You look so beautiful.

Everybody, this is Priscilla.

I haven't seen her in two years.

This is Gene.

- What a girl, she sure is one
pretty.

- Smith, away you stay.

- God, I missed you so much.

I couldn't get you off my mind.

Did you wait for me?

- I told you I would.

- That means a lot to me.

# You're so young #

# And beautiful #

Wait.

Wait, baby.

This is getting out of control.

- Don't you want me?

- Yes.

But not yet.

I don't want to spoil you.

It's gotta be the right
time and the right place.

- Time to go.

- What?

- I told your daddy we'd
do this thing proper.

Otherwise he'd make you go home.

You're staying at the Barrises'.

They're good people.

Hey.

Now how would you like to go
to Vegas with me tomorrow?

We could head out about
midnight, sleep all day,

and then hit the shows.

Smith.

So what do you think of the song?

- I liked it.

It's really sweet.

I prefer the fast songs
though, like Jail house Rock.

Why don't you do more songs like
that?

- Dammit, I didn't ask you
to tell me how to sing!

I just asked you if you
liked it, that's all.

I get enough amateur opinions.

I don't need one from you.

I'm sorry, Satinin', come here.

Come here.

Come on.

I'm sorry, it's just, I just
finished

that recording session and I'm
real proud of it, that's all.

That was better than the hogwash

they give me to sing in them movies.

Stupid movies.

Stupid songs.

And each one makes more
money than the last,

so I don't even get to tour anymore.

I'm sorry.

I'll make it up to you, I promise.

When we get to Vegas, I'm gonna get
you

the best dresses money can buy.

(upbeat music)

Lamar.

Red.

Charlie.

Gene.

Joe.

(man whistles)

- Pretty slicky.

- Not bad, Elvis.

- Won't it be a little strange,
we all being dressed alike?

- Hell no.

You all look like an organization.

(man laughing)

All right, go on, get dressed.

(man whistling)
- My goodness.

- Now, come on now, guys, go on.

Gene, I said get going.

You make that dress look like
a million bucks, Satinin'.

Turn around.

Charlie, get tickets
for Red Skelton.

And see if you can't get someone

to do Cilla's hair and makeup
for her.

- (Charlie) You got it, E.

- What's wrong with my hair
and makeup?

- There ain't nothing
wrong with it, honey.

This here's Vegas.

You just need more makeup
on your eyes, make 'em stand out.

I don't want you looking plain.

And I like makeup.

(upbeat music)

You look amazing, baby.

- Honey, why do we always
have the TV on?

- (Reporter) That resulted in new
pledges

to China by the United States.

- It keeps me company.

- (Reporter) Mr. Eisenhower
made to Taiwan...

- But I'm here.

- (Reporter) Provides
shelter for his host.

A warm, candid vignette
of two world figures

in a friendly, informal...

- (Elvis) Leave it on.

- (Reporter) President
Dwight Eisenhower's office

in Gettysburg is becoming
noted as a must-stop

for distinguished visitors to the
country.

Chen Cheng, Vice President
and Premier of China...

- Can you believe it, baby?

(Elvis sighs)

Who'd ever thought we'd pull this
off?

- I don't want it to end.

- I don't want to think
about you going away.

We'll have a good time.

We'll think about that
when the time comes.

(Colonel chuckles)

- Congratulations!

You got three of the top
grossing films this year!

See what happens when you
pay attention to the Colonel?

- Yeah.

But I also see that "West Side
Story"

got 10 Academy Awards.

- Eh, try to cash one of them at the
bank.

- Yeah, but people
remember who won, Colonel.

- You really think people
are gonna forget you?

- Well, they will, if I
keep making the movies I do.

- They won't as long as I'm alive.

- Elvis, I need to talk to you.

- Yes, Grandma.

- It's been two days.

- I told you, she's tired.

She's been sleeping.

- For two days?

- It's OK, Daddy.

She's not used to the
lifestyle, that's all.

- Lifestyle?

- Priscilla?

Honey, it's Grandma.

You all right?

Priscilla, hon?

What'd you give that young 'un?

- Son, maybe we oughta call a
doctor.

- Oh, hell, no!

We're not calling any doctor.

Look, she's comin' to.

She's gonna be OK.

- Elvis?

What's wrong?

- Oh baby, you had us scared.

You been out for two days on
those Placidyls I gave you.

- Two days?

But that's two days off of my trip.

What's today?

- 28th.

- Elvis!

I leave in three days!

- Baby, we still got plenty of time.

I promise I'll make it up to you.

- One huckleberry, two
huckleberry, three huckleberry.

- (Elvis) Oh come on,
Daddy, you know I love her.

- (Vernon) Now calm down, son.

Her daddy's just concerned about her

being back home in time for school.

- (Elvis) Oh, school, what the
hell do I care about school?

Why don't you put her in a school
here?

That'll solve everything.

- Well son, she's gonna have to go
back.

Now there ain't no two ways about
it.

You had an agreement.

- Aw, screw the agreement!

- (Vernon) Now, you know better than
that!

Presleys do not back out
on their word, never.

Now she's goin' back to Germany,

we're goin' back to Graceland.

(gentle music)
(men chattering)

- Smith.

Get these folks out of here.

Me and Priscilla want
some peace and quiet.

And take Honey with you.

And cows purple, Cilla and me one
fix.

- On that.

- What is that?

- A purple cow is vanilla
ice-cream with new grape soda.

You'll like it.

- No, I mean that way you're
talking.

- Oh.

Well, that's our secret language.

We've been doin' it since we were
kids.

You take the last word
and you put it up first,

and the first word you put up last.

Like...

Loves Cilla Elvis.

- Kind of childish.

- Yeah?

Well, you try it.

- Much Cilla loves Elvis very.

- Oh, that's it.

Now everyone will think
we've been talkin' nonsense,

and it'll just be our own secret
language.

- Private code.

It'll be our very own.

- A secret for our world.

- You and me?

- Me and you.

- Go I don't want to.

- Neither me.

- Cry I want to.

- What's wrong?

- I was just telling Mama how much

she'd have loved Priscilla.

And she would, Daddy.

I know she would.

- Yeah, she would.

- You gotta help me find a way to
get her

back here permanent.

- Help you?

Son, I think this here is a
bad idea all the way around.

They done buried Jerry Lee Lewis

for these kinda shenanigans.

- You gotta help me find a way,
Daddy.

It's important to me.

She's important to me.

Aw hell, she's a miserable as I am.

- Yeah, I know she is.

Maybe her daddy'd go for it if we
found

a good Catholic school over here

for her here to finish her senior
year.

And have her stay some
place other than Graceland.

- Oh, that's a great idea, Daddy.

Oh, Catholic school.

Oh man, I love them uniforms.

- Wake up, Elvis.

I'm home from school.

I got 'em making you breakfast.

Orange juice, home fries,
a pound of bacon, burnt,

and a Spanish omelette, right?

- Coffee.

Coffee first.

- Honey, do you really
need all these pills?

Placidyls, Seconals, Guinals,
Dexedrines, Quaaludes.

- I know what I'm doin'.

Here.

This here explains everything that I
take.

Ingredients, side effects,
everything.

Ain't nothin' I don't know about
'em.

And I'm not dependin' on 'em.

I use 'em like a doctor does.

You could use a few Dexies.

Help you lose some weight.

And don't slump.

And don't wrinkle your forehead.

That's a bad habit too.

(Elvis sighs)

How's school, darlin'?

- It's good.

I need some money for books.

Getting a dollar out of your
daddy is like pulling teeth.

- That's Daddy.

He's pretty tight.

That's why I have him pay my bills.

I don't trust anybody else.

You gotta understand, Daddy came up
hard.

But I'll talk to him about
giving you an allowance.

I've gotta go to L.A. to
do this movie, Satinin'.

- Who's in it with you?

(Elvis laughs)

- Now don't be getting jealous.

It's just another Hollywood starlet.

Redhead, this time.

She was in that movie that made fun
of me

going in the Army.

"Bye Bye Birdie?"

- What's her name?

- Ann-Margret.

- Give, six, seven, and foot.

And foot.

That's it, now turn her in.

(both laughing)

That's great, great.

It'll be fabulous.

Get some lunch.

- That sure was fun.

- Sure as hell was.

You can move, baby.

- You can sing, baby.

(swanky music)

- This is one movie I might enjoy
makin'.

- She's like a female you.

(both laughing)

- Now Odetta's "Tomorrow Is
a Long Time" is a great song.

You should record that.

- We tried, but couldn't get the
rights.

- Elvis Presley?

Why not?

- They wouldn't accept the Colonel's
deal.

Every song I record, the
songwriter's gotta give up

50% of his royalties.

Colonel does a good job, doesn't he?

- No.

That's outrageous!

- Why?

We give them a big hit all the time.

- You don't make enough money,

you have to go rob some poor
songwriter?

Well, no wonder you have any
decent songs for your films.

- Oh, come on, Rusty, why
you being so hard on me?

- I'm hard on you because
someone has to be.

Elvis, you are a great singer.

You deserve great songs.

- For me?
- Mm-hmm.

- What's the occasion?

- You and me together.

Isn't that enough of an occasion?

- Oh, yes, it is.

- Open it.

- All right.

Bob Dylan.

- Yeah.

- You know who that is, right?

- Of course.

- See, maybe if you change your
contract,

you could record some of this new
stuff.

You know, maybe like the Beatles.

- I don't wanna hear about them.

- Is baby jealous?

- You know I hear they
treat their fans like crap.

- You think they should
be treated with love.

- That's right.

- Well baby, I think you should
show me some of that love.

Cos I'm your biggest fan.

(swanky music)

- (Colonel) Elvis!

What prompts this rare pleasure?

- I have Ann-Margret outside.

I want you to manage her.

- Well...

She's a wonderful talent.

I could certainly do something
with her.

Of course, it'd take some time,
some work.

But I think I could do it
without neglecting your career.

- Neglect?

- (Colonel) Certainly.

I'd have to donate half my time
to her.

At least at the start of things.

- That much?

- To do her justice, yeah.

Look son, you know where my
loyalties lie.

I was just talking to the
director of this here masterpiece.

Have you seen how much he's
putting her in the film, huh?

All them close-ups of her?

He's in love with the girl, I swear.

Don't he understand that this
is an Elvis Presley picture,

and that all that extra
shooting puts us over schedule,

and over schedule means over budget?

That's stealing money out of our
pockets.

- Oh, I'm not worried about money.

- And you shouldn't be.

That's not your job, that's my job.

How deep are you in with
this showgirl, Elvis?

That's a personal question, I know,

but you crossed a line when
you asked me to represent her.

Do you love her?

- (Elvis) I like her.

A lot.

- Well, don't you have
some responsibilities

in Memphis you're forgetting?

You made some commitments there,

and I know you to be a man of your
word.

- (Elvis) I am.

I am.

- How would it look?

You toss aside this 16-year-old
child

that you have moved into your home

with promises of marriage?

Could raise a mighty stink.

Maybe threaten your career.

- She's not 16, she's 17 now.

- Yeah.

- I have to get back to set.

- Elvis.

This Ann-Margret representation
idea.

You need to think long and hard

if it's something you want me to do.

- Oh, just forget about it.

(upbeat rock music)

You know, I never thought
I'd get too serious

with an actress.

They're always into their own
careers.

And their men always come second.

I couldn't be second place
to anybody or anything.

- Maybe you just haven't found
a woman who can handle both.

Baby, don't I make you feel
like you're number one?

- That you do, Rusty.

That you do.

Tell me.

How far you ever gone on a
motorcycle?

- Gentlemen, start your engines.

- I really wanna see you.

- Baby, now's not the time to come
out.

There's a problem on the movie here.

- (Priscilla) What kind of problem?

- All hell's broken loose.

Oh, this crazy director's
in love with Ann-Margret.

He's given her all these close-ups

and even wants her to sing
some of the songs with me.

Oh, you'd think it was her movie.

The Colonel almost crapped
little cubes of blue marble.

- How are you and her getting along?

- She's OK.

Typical Hollywood starlet.

- I've been reading about you and
her.

- Oh baby, I told you about
reading those gossip rags.

- Is there anything to it?

- (Elvis) Hell, no.

- I wanna come out there now.

- (Elvis) No, not now.

We're wrapping soon.

I'll be home in about two weeks.

You just keep your cute little ass
there

and keep the home fires burnin',
baby.

- The flame is burning on low.

Someone better come on
home and light the pilot.

- You're beginning to sound like me
now.

I better watch it.

Look, I'll be home soon now, honey.

You get everything ready, OK?

Bye.

(people laughing)

(insects chirping)

That is an outrageous lie!

I can't believe she'd say that!

- So it's true.

- No.

We're not engaged.

- But you're seeing her.

Those gossip rags were true.

Why doesn't she take
her ass back to Sweden

where she belongs?

- Look, dammit!

I didn't know things were
gonna get outta hand.

I want a woman who's gonna
understand

that things like this might happen.

Are you gonna be that woman or not?

It's over, Cilla.

I swear to you, it's over.

Forgive me.

Please?

I'll go to L.A., I'll get
this thing straightened out.

- (Reporter) Mrs. Kennedy,
Caroline, Little John-John,

saluting the President's casket.

(solemn music)

The caissons, followed by a
black-jacketed riderless horse.

A pair of boots strapped
backwards in the stirrups

signifies a fallen leader...

- Elvis.

I heard the news in London.

It's so sad.

You have to know, I didn't
tell those reporters anything.

I didn't, I don't know
how they got the story.

That bastard Colonel Parker set me
up.

- Never have worked anyway.

You have your career, and I got
mine.

I have commitments.

- (DJ) It was December
1956 when a single artist

had nine concurrent hits in the top
100.

That artist was Elvis Presley.

His record was shattered this week

as the Beatles find themselves
with, can you believe it,

14 hits in the top 100
and "Can't Buy Me Love"

at number one.

And here it is, "Can't Buy Me..."

(radio tuning)

- Thanks.
(bluegrass music)

Oh Red, go put that up.

- All right.

- You guys read that jive?

That Hal Wallis says he
only puts me in pictures

so he can afford to make classy
movies,

with Peter O'Toole and Richard
Burton.

That double-dealing son of a bitch.

And Colonel, he ain't no better.

Why don't they put me
in a classy production?

Those bastards are riding my career

to hell in a hand basket.

Come on, Joe.

Red, I'd move if I were you.

(gunshots banging)

(men laughing)

Where's Cilla?

- She's gettin' her hair done.

- Well, I'm bored out of my gourd.

Come on, let's go shopping.

Come on, Red!

I'll take this ragtop here,
and let each of my fellas

pick out whatever they want.

- Whatever you say, Mr. Presley.

- You don't have to do that, E.

Maybe we can get some
burgers or something.

Your daddy told me not to let-

- You tryin' to tell me what to do,
Joe?

- No, E., I'm just trying-
- Then shut up.

Go get yourself some wheels, dammit.

Now.

(people chattering)

How do you do, ma'am.

My name's Elvis Presley.

- Oh, I know that!

I'm Katie Day.

- How do you do, Katie Day?

(knocking on window)

Are you looking to buy a Caddy?

- In my dreams.

No, I'm just window shopping.

- Oh, I used to do the same
when all I had was dreams.

Howard, I want you to take a pink
ribbon,

put it around that green coupe

and hand the keys to Miss Katie Day
here.

- Ooh.
- What?!

Oh!

Thank you.

- Drive safely now.
- Thank you, thank you.

- Take care or yourself now.
- Oh, I will.

- God bless you, baby.

- Oh no, God bless you.

God bless you, Elvis!

Oh!

- Do you know how much
money you spent last month?

Over $500,000.

And more the month before.

You're gonna break us, you're
gonna put us in the poorhouse.

- I can always earn more money.

- Why can't you just stop buying
stuff?

- cos I like the look on folk's
faces

when I buy 'em somethin', Daddy.

You remember when we were dirt poor.

How nice it would've been
if someone came along

and bought me a car.

- Well, I ain't sayin'
that it ain't a nice thing,

but you keep this up,
and we're gonna be livin'

in a Tupelo shotgun shack again.

Elvis?

- I gotta take a nap, Daddy.

Where are my sleeping pills?

- You're nodding off already.

Do you need 'em?

(upbeat music)

- Gene, honey would you get your
car?

I wanna go home.

- When we're finished.

- Gene...

- Dammit!

Turn that crap off!

I'm sick of this English Invasion
jive.

Why don't you listen to the
originals?

Muddy Waters?

Now there was a singer.

The hell with these Beetle
Bugs or Rolling Rocks.

These damn English critters!

- Don't mind him, it's
just the pills talking.

- That's OK, I'd be mad
too if those English guys

put me out of business.

When was the last time
you had a hit, Elvis?

- Nobody talks to me like
that, you little bitch!

- What in the hell are you doin'?!

- Oh, God!

- I think you broke her ankle, E.

- Get her the best doctor
you can find.

And buy her a car.

A Cadillac, T-Bird,
anything she wants.

- Whatever you say, E.

- Find my anti-depressants,
would you, Charlie?

I've been lookin' everywhere,
and I can't find 'em.

None of you bastards hid
'em on me now, did you?

- I'll see if I can find them.

- I'm worried about you, son.

- Why?

What are you looking at me like that
for?

Have I got a zit or something?

- It's the pills, E.

We're concerned about your health.

- I know what I'm doin'.

- I'm just tryin' to help you, son.

- I don't need no advice
from the likes of you.

You work for me, that's it.

Understand?

- I'm your daddy!

- And I'm of age, old man.

I don't need a daddy anymore.

(birds chirping)

So Larry, man, what are you into?

- What do you mean?

- You know, man, what rocks your
boat?

Like me, I'm into...

Aw, hell, I don't even
know what I'm into anymore.

Music, obviously.

Karate.

I picked that up in the Army.

I like karate.

You?

- Oh, jeez, let me see.

Well, I'm into hair, obviously.

But, you know, last few years
I've been thinking about

the big questions, like
where do we come from?

Why are we here?

Where are we going?

- Oh, man, just keep talkin', man.

Keep talkin'.

- What do you mean, three hours?

- Just like I said.

- For a trim?

- I swear to God, man.

No one knows how empty I feel.

I mean, no one knows
anythin' about me, man,

least of all me.

And what is this emptiness?

I have no right to feel this way.

(knocking on door)

What do you want?

- E., you OK in there?

- Everything's fine.

- (Man) You've been in
there four hours, man.

- I said everything's fine, dammit!

Leave us alone!

- That's it.

Go, baby, go, go, go, go!

He's got it!

- He's gone, he's gone.

- 20, 15, 10...

- Elvis, what are you doin'?

- Listen to this.

This is how God works.

"I may be expressin' through
you beautiful symphonies

of sound, colour and language,
that manifests itself

as music.

And which so affect
others as to cause them

to acclaim you as one of
the great ones of the day

and hail you as a wonderful
preacher and teacher."

Huh?

Don't you get it?

Ever since Mama died, I been trying

to figure these things out.

Why God took her away from me.

Why He gave me this success and
fame.

Why out of all of the millions,

He picked me to be Elvis Presley.

These books are explaining things to
me.

Why is there so much
suffering in the world, Joe?

Why am I not happy when
he gave me all this?

- Don't we make you happy?

- No, Lamar, you don't.

None of this does, that's the whole
point.

You gotta read these books.

- Heck, if it don't have Batman in
it,

it ain't in my library.

- Or naked women.
- Amen.

- Oh, the hell with the lot of you.

Cilla?

Wake up, wake up.

I wanna read you somethin'.

- Oh, baby, it's two a.m..

- All right, all right, Larry.

I just want the damn truth, man.

I mean...

What the hell am I doin' wrong?

Or maybe God doesn't love me.

- Come on!

- Hey, you shut up or get out of the
car!

All I wanna know is the truth.

To know and experience God.

But ever since we started this
thing,

I haven't had one experience.

Nothing.

And I believe, man.

I really do believe.

And I want it, Larry.

I want it so bad, man.

What the hell is wrong with me?

- It isn't a prize, Elvis.

It's not something one earns.

Nobody knows when that moment
of revelation might come.

It could take your whole life.

For some people, it never happens.

Is this thing gonna work or not,
man?

We're runnin' out of highway here.

- Ha, that's funny.

It'll be up in just one sec.

Can we start that playback, please?

(people groaning)

Cut, cut!

Sorry, Elvis.

- Aw, just get the damn
thing workin', man, will ya?

(people chattering)

- Man, that bites, huh?

- Go on, guys.

What?

- You're startin' to look
like a kettle of crap.

- That's none of your business.

- Oh, but it is my business.

Cos no one's gonna pay
to see a burned-out Elvis.

Now, you've been late to the set.

More than once.

That's not like you at all.

- Have you even read this piece of
crap?

Do you know the lines I gotta say?

You wouldn't hurry up to
get here either, Colonel.

- It's not professional, son.

Now you signed on to do
this, you owe them your best.

- I signed on to do this
movie cos you told me to.

I need the money.

- And you do.

You spend like a drunken sailor.

And that's none of my business,
but you show up on time

and you say the lines, stupid
or not, that is my business.

- Yes, sir.

- Now what's this about some
religious kick you're on?

- How dare that son of a bitch?

He doesn't know the first
thing about my life.

It's not a kick, it's my life.

It's real.

And what happens in this house
is my own private business.

It's none of the colonel's
affair or anybody else's.

My God, if I ever catch the
traitor in my own house.

- Baby, what are you looking for?

- My Dexies.

He's bitchin' because
he thinks I look beat.

Where are they?

- You've already had a fistful...

- Maybe they're in the can.

(Elvis grunts)

- Elvis?

Honey.

Honey, you're OK, you're OK.

Shh.

No, you don't wanna look at that,
honey.

Come on.

Vernon!

- What's the matter with you boys?

What do you think your job is?

Someone has to be with him 24 hours
a day.

I don't care if you have to
go into the donica with him.

Look at him.

If they have to stop the
film because of this,

it's gonna fall on you boys' heads.

Now there's going to be
some changes around here.

First, all them religion books

is to be carted out of here and
burned.

Some of you think that
maybe Elvis is Jesus Christ,

that he should wear robes
and walk down the street,

saving the world.

But that's not who he is.

- He's not trying to save the world.

He's trying to save himself.

- Second, from now on,
everything goes through Joe,

who will be present at
all hair-cutting sessions,

which will be limited to one
half-hour.

Elvis needs to concentrate on his
work.

I don't want him reading any more
books

or involved in things
that clutter up his mind.

We gotta take care of business.

Now get the hell outta here.

(fire crackling)
(insects chirping)

Why are you doing this to yourself?

This religious kick, the drugs?

What is it you want?

- You said that to me
the first time we met.

- I remember.

"Rich and famous."

You wanted to be a movie star.

Well, I got it for you,
so I'm asking you again.

What is it you want now?

- I don't know.

- Are you just bored, is that it?

- There's that.

I get so lonely.

- What about that little girl
you got cooped up in there?

She make you happy?

- Sometimes.

- Well, son, that's more
than most folks ever get.

Why don't you latch on to
her before she wises up?

The whole scene is
starting to get unseemly.

You hear me?

She's legal now, so what
are you waiting for?

- The right time.

- Well.

If that's the case, I'd check my
watch,

because if ever there was a time

to set things straight, it's now.

(upbeat music)

- Congratulations, son.

- Thank you, Daddy.

- It wasn't at all like I ever
imagined

your wedding would be.

- I know what you're saying, Mum.

- I mean when the colonel asked us

to let him take care of it, I
thought it would still be big.

- Yeah, it got out of hand with him.

He didn't want it to be
this big media event,

but he even excluded half our
friends.

Red went home furious.

I'm sorry, Mama.

- Come on, Elvis.

We'll be late for the press
conference.

- Come on, baby.

Sorry, Mama.

- Press conference, huh?

That's a real low-key event, yeah.

I'm sure the colonel'd be
selling tickets to the honeymoon

if we gave him the chance.

(gentle music)

(Priscilla laughing)

- Cilla, my wife.

I love you.

- Well, now they got me singin' to a
dog.

- At least it's a talkin' dog.

There's a whole bunch
of fans out at the gate.

We best fly below the radar so we
get you

to the airport pronto.

- Can you believe I'm gonna be a
daddy?

- Oh, we can believe that.

We just can't believe
Priscilla's gonna be a mom.

Hit it, Joe!

Just a few more seconds, E.

We're passin' through a mob of
fans right here at the gate.

- Little Lisa Marie.

Isn't she the most beautiful
thing in the world?

- I know.

- Oh, shh.
- Oh no.

- Oh, she's a miracle.

I can't believe I'm a part
of this beautiful child.

She's so perfect.

- Let's face it, Elvis.

The movies ain't doin' what they
used to,

and the records, they're
not doin' much better.

- It's the material you keep shoving

down my throat, Colonel.

You can't polish a turd.

- Now don't go pointing blame.

The way you go through
money, we can't just sit

and wait for the good stuff to come
along.

You went and bought a ranch,
couple dozen pickup trucks

for your pals, I don't
know how many horses,

and now a house in Beverly Hills.

You need the money, boy.
- All right, all right.

What's the deal?

- Elvis, we need to kick-start
this career of yours.

We started big in TV, and
we can restart big in TV.

I done made this deal with
Singer sewing machines

for a Christmas special.

No, now this is an
important opportunity, son.

- And if I flop, we're done.

- You won't flop.

- Oh, come on, Colonel.

It's one thing to flop in
a film that's been done

long before the public ever sees it.

It's another thing to fall
on your face in front of...

How many people saw
"The Ed Sullivan Show?"

- 52 million.

- Oh, 52.

- Look, Elvis, just meet the
director.

He's a young hotshot that's done

a couple rock 'n' roll shows.

You don't like him, we get somebody
else.

- All right.

I'll meet him.

- Let's be frank.

I don't think most kids know
who the hell you are anymore.

It's the '60s, man.

You hear what they're
playin' on the radio?

The Mamas and the Papas,
The Stones, Marvin Gaye.

- I know, I know.

I listen to everything.

The Rascals, Aretha Franklin.

There's a song out right
now, "MacArthur Park."

Richard Harris sings it.

Would you have sung that tune?

- Damn right.

That there's a great song.

Jimmy Webb, he can flat-out write.

- Here's what I have in mind.

We tape it over three days.

The first day is in
front of a live audience.

Elvis's big comeback.

Now, I know you'll be nervous,

so we'll just get that out of the
way.

The next two days, we tape
several staged numbers,

drawing on your own
personal and musical life.

- I like it.

- There is a problem, Elvis.

The colonel and NBC want you
to sing just Christmas songs.

Now, I think that's too limiting,

and the exact opposite of
what you should be doin'.

What do you think?

- I think let's do it.

It's gonna be great, Steve.

- All right, man.

- (Man) He actually is coming.

He's backstage, he's gonna be out
here.

- What's goin' on, Elvis?

- I'm sorry, Steve.

I can't do it, man.

I can't go on.

- What?

- This whole thing was just a bad
idea.

I haven't played in
front of a live audience

in more than seven years, man.

I don't know if I can do it anymore.

And what if they don't like me?

- Don't like you?

Oh my god.

Elvis, you created rock 'n' roll.

You were the king.

You step out there, you're
gonna be king again.

- It's just like ridin' a bike,
Elvis.

Once you get out there on stage,

it's gonna be like old times.

Look, I just went out there.

Those are your fans, Elvis.

You can't let 'em down.

You've never let the fans down.

- Now that's true.

- And some of 'em are lookers,
Elvis.

I ain't gonna lie to you.

If nothin' else, just do it for me.

It'd be one of the few times I get
to play

to your face instead of your ass.

(men chuckling)

- Don't worry about a thing.

It's just a jam session.

You're just sittin' with the band.

(cheering and applauding)

- Come on, E.!
- My boy, my boy.

- Oh, my, boys.

Been a long time, Jack.
- Long time.

- Oh yeah.

It's been a while.

- (Jack) I forgot what
you looked like, E..

- Oh, did you now?

All right, good night.

(audience laughing)

Well, what do I do now?

All right.

Oh, wait a minute, wait a minute.

Something wrong with my lip.

(audience laughing)

You remember that one, baby?

I done 29 pictures like that.

- And the finger, Elvis?
- And the finger.

Oh, that's right.

I was down in Florida,
and the state police

decided to come and film my show.

I had to stand still, and all I
could move

was this little finger here.

(Elvis humming)
(audience laughing)

It got more applause than I did.

- Hey, Elvis, sing me that
song about Lawdy Miss Clawdy.

- 12 years I've been
on stage with this man,

and this is the first
word he's ever said to me.

First word.

And for that now I'm
gonna take his guitar.

Come on, Scotty, give it up.

- (Jack) That's all he got to say.

# Well, lawdy, lawdy, lawdy Miss
Clawdy #

(cheering and applauding)

# Well, you sure look good to me #

# Well, please don't excite me, baby
#

# I know it can't be me #

# Well, I give you all of my money,
gal #

# But you just don't treat me right
#

# You like to ball every morning #

# Don't come home till late at night
#

# I will tell, tell my mama #

# Lord, I swear to God #

# What you've been doing to me #

# I'm gonna tell everybody that #

# That I'm in misery #

# I said bye #

# Bye bye, baby #

# Gal, I won't be calling no more #

# Goodbye to little darlin' #

# Down the road I go #

# Da-da-da da da da-da #

(cheering and applauding)

Thank you very much.

Oh, that was a beautiful thing, man.

A beautiful thing.

Did you hear 'em?

- My ears are still ringin'.

- Just like the old days.

- Old days?

Just listen to us.

We're young and there's days ahead.

As soon as we're finished here,
I'm gonna go down to Nashville.

You still got that studio, right?
- Yeah, yeah, I got it, I got it.

- Oh man, we're just gonna
woodshed like we did before.

Just come up with some stuff
and just cut some records.

- I love that idea.

- Once we're done cutting some
records,

we're gonna tour again.

I'm talkin' Europe
this time, Japan, Australia.

- What about the Colonel?

I thought you never toured
because he was an illegal alien.

- I don't know.
Screw him.

We're gonna do it, brother.

- We'll be waitin'.
Ready, willin' and half able.

- Go on, D.J..
All right, I'll see you guys later.

Hey Red!
- Yeah.

- Come here, man.
Get the car ready.

We're done for tonight.

- All right, man.
- All right, baby.

Steve, that was great, man.

- Congratulations, man.

You were great.

- Thank you, brother.

- Hey, look at that.

New beginnings.

- Yeah.

A new beginnin'.

- Let me ask you something.

Do you ever think about
gettin' rid of the entourage?

- Oh, that's not an
entourage, they all have jobs.

One of them's my driver, one
takes care of appointments,

and then there's bodyguards.

- You think you need the bodyguards?

- Oh, well, I get bothered
every time I go out,

so yeah, I guess.

- Really?
- Mm-hmm.

- No offense, but when was the
last time you went out alone?

- It's been a while.

It's been a while.

- I bet you if we went out
to Sunset Strip right now,

you wouldn't get bothered at all.

- You think?

- I think.

- I'll take you up on that bet.

- All right.

- Stairway's secure.

We're ready, E.

- I'm gonna go downstairs with
Steve.

- I'll get the boys.

- No, it's just me and Steve.

It's all right, Joe.

(light music)

Come on, I'm gonna get changed.

- All right.

- Hey, how you doin'?

Hey, how are you, man?

- Peace, man.

- Hey, how you doin'?

- It's 1968.

The times, they're a-changing, man.

You can change, too.

- He's still dressed.

That's OK.

I like to unwrap my presents.

What's wrong?

- I'm just goin' through some
things.

- You worried about the TV show?

- Yeah.

- Well, the hardest part's over,
isn't it?

The audience loved you.

Only two days of taping,
just like making a movie.

Why don't we make our own movie?

- We can't do this.

It's too soon.

- Oh, it's OK.

The doctor says it's OK.

- It's not that, Cilla.

It's just...

I've never been able
to make love to a woman

who's had a child.

- What?

I don't believe that.

- It's true.

- cos I'm a mama, you
can't make love to me?

I'm not your mama, Elvis.

- Satinin', I love you.

And we'll be OK, I promise.

It's just...

I just need a little bit more time.

I got a lot goin' on right now.

- I know you do, baby.

- We have the amusement
pier, and the bordello set.

And right here is where we're gonna
build

the road to Nowhereville.

- Oh man, I been on that road
before.

- I hear that.

- You two.

Come here.

This is supposed to be
a Christmas special.

That's what we sold the sponsor.

Elvis feels that we cannot
have a proper Christmas special

unless we have at least
one Christmas song.

Right, Elvis?

- Yes, sir.

- We're working on it.

We're having somethin'
written for the finale.

- A Christmas song?

- We're working on something
special.

- Elvis insists on a Christmas song.

- (Steve) I haven't heard that from
Elvis.

- I'm telling you that Elvis
wants a damn Christmas song.

Isn't that what you want, Elvis?

- Yes, sir.

- All right.

Glad we got that settled.

- Why do you put up with him
bullying you?

Treatin' you like a child?

- I've thought a lot
about that over the years.

And I'd try to explain it to you,

but you just wouldn't understand.

- I think I do.

- How?

You know nothin' about
the world I come from.

- Actually, I know a lot about you,
Elvis.

It's my job.

You're not that poor
kid from Tupelo anymore.

You live in the big house.

You could be your own boss man.

And you've certainly
outgrown that old carny.

- I gave him my word.

Besides, before me, there was
no such thing as a rock star.

He wrote the book on how to make
one.

Anyone else I'll hire
will just have read it.

- Well, maybe it's time
to write a new book.

Your own book.

("Big Boss Man" by Elvis Presley)

# I'm gonna get me a boss man #

# One who's gonna treat me right #

# I work hard in the day time #

# Rest easy at night #

# Big boss man #

# Can't you hear me when I call #

# I said you ain't so big #

# You're just tall, that's all #

- (Steve) Cut, cut, cut!

- Was that all right?

- All right?

Man, that was perfect.

- All right.

- OK, so now, on the
day, we're gonna go into

the "Guitar Man" sequence after
that.

- Oh, cool, man, I like it.

- That's great, Elvis.
- All right, all right.

- What now?

- What's this?

- Oh, that's the demo for the
finale.

Where'd you get it?

- It's not a Christmas song, is it?

It's one of them long-haired hippie,

communist, American-hatin' protest
songs.

- Actually, it's more like a gospel
style.

It's a new direction, Colonel.

I like it, and I'm doin' it.

- What's going on here, Elvis?

- Oh, just a few other
new directions, Colonel.

I'm gonna tour again.

Europe this time.

And I don't care that you got
some birth certificate problem

or you're an illegal
alien, as some folks say.

And after Europe, I don't know.

Japan.

Who knows?

- Why are you being like this?

- cos I don't want to
be bored anymore, Colonel.

I don't want to sing another
song that I don't believe in.

I don't want to make another
movie that I don't care about.

This TV thing has me excited
for the first time in years.

I'm havin' fun with my music, and I
don't

wanna lose that feeling.

- A feeling?

I'm not sending you out
on some cockamamie tour

just because of some feeling.

- Then I'll find somebody who will.

- Son, let me explain some things to
you.

We have a contract.

- You always told me a
contract can be re-negotiated.

Broken, if need be.

Well, maybe it's time we
tore up this contract.

- That's what you want?

After all my years of dedication
to you and your career?

All my work?

You ungrateful hillbilly!

- Watch your mouth, you old phony!

- Get out of my office!
- You get out of my office!

I paid for this office!

You're fired.

- You can't fire me, I quit!

- I'm holdin' a press
conference this afternoon

to tell 'em you're fired, you old
carny.

- Go ahead!

But if you wanna end our
business relationship,

you're gonna have to
pay up what you owe me.

- Fine.

Write me a bill.

- Oh, I was expecting something like
this,

so I prepared some documents.

There's money I've advanced you,
huh?

Then there's bookings that I haven't
taken

my full commission from.

Then there's expenses,
future monies to deal with,

movie profits, I get a
percentage of the residuals

on them too, and the records.

Then there's other items
of mutual interest.

So you wanna be free of
me, you're going to have to

pay for the privilege.

- Where are we gonna come
up with millions of dollars?

- I'll talk to my agents.

- (Vernon) They in
cahoots with the Colonel.

They won't help us.

- I'll get us a lawyer, I'll
figure something out, Daddy.

- Lawyers steal from you
faster than a man with a gun.

We could lose everything, E..

What about your word?

You made a promise.

He kept up his end of the bargain.

- Well lately, his end's
been draggin' in the dirt,

and I been doin' all the
heavy liftin', Daddy.

I'll figure somethin' out.

Please, I'm dyin' here.

I can manage myself.

- But how is all I'm askin'.

You can't handle money.

I got the bills to prove that.

You don't even carry any money on
you.

Hell, you don't even
know your phone number.

How you gonna manage yourself?

- I'll get somebody else.

- Who?

Who, Elvis?

- I was thinking about our
conversation yesterday,

and if you want to tour,
well, I'll set it up.

We'll tour.

- What about the movies?

- Well, that's going to
be a harder nut to crack.

We're obligated to three more films,

and the next one has already
been set up, something called

"The Trouble With Girls
and How to Get Out of It."

- Sounds like a winner.

What about this?

- Oh, that.

Trifle.

- So where we gonna tour?

- Las Vegas.

I cut us a hell of a deal.

- Mr. Presley, we need you on the
set.

- Think about it, son.

Vegas.

- Guess what, Steve?

I'm touring Vegas.

- (Man) Can I get a marker ready,
please?

And we're ready.

Quiet on the set, please.

- You ready, Elvis?

- Yeah.

Yeah.

- (Man) "If I Can Dream," scene 18.

Mark it.

("If I Can Dream" by Elvis Presley)

# There must be lights
burning brighter somewhere #

# Got to be birds flying
higher in a sky more blue #

# If I can dream of a better land #

# Where all my brothers
walk hand in hand #

# Tell me why #

# Oh why #

# Oh why can't my dream come true #

# Oh why #

# There must be peace and
understanding sometime #

# Strong winds of promise #

# That will blow away
all the doubt and fear #

# If I can dream of a warmer sun #

# Where hope keeps shining on
everyone #

# Tell me why? #

# Oh why? #

# Oh why won't that sun appear #

# We're lost in a cloud #

# With too much rain #

# We're trapped in a world #

# That's troubled with pain #

# But as long as a man has
the strength to dream #

# He can redeem his soul and fly #

# He can fly #

# Deep in my heart there's
a trembling question #

# Still I am sure that the answer #

# Answer's gonna come somehow #

# Out there in the dark #

# There's a beckoning candle #

# Oh yeah #

# And while I can think #

# While I can walk #

# While I can stand #

# While I can talk #

# While I can dream #

# Please let my dream #

# Come true #

# Whoa #

# Right now #

# Let it come true right now #

# Oh yeah #

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