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(waves crashing)

(panting)

(waves crashing)

(tense music)

(pig snorting)

(tense music cont.)

(man groaning)

(tense music)

(bells tolling)

(chicken clucking)

(woman chuckling)

(children chanting)

(bells tolling)

(chattering)

(man singing in distance)

(goats bleating)

(chattering)

(cat meowing)

(pig snorting)

(eerie music)

(eerie music cont.)

(pig snorting)

(woman humming softly)

(classic rock and roll plays)

(kettle clattering)

- Nothing's real.

Nothing's real.

♪ Put on the skillet ;

JPutonthe lid ♪

(Chicken giggles)

♪ Mommy's gonna make me some short'nin' bread ♪

(Chicken giggles)

♪ Baby loves shortnin', shortnin', shortnin' ♪

- I got some things for you, Chicken.

- You got some things for me?

- Mm-hmm.

- Nobody got anything for me.

- Bread.

Some eggs.

(body thuddi In Ohl ♪

(both chuckling)

- Oh, shoot.

- Eggs.

1 brought you some eggs.

You like eggs.

(egg cracking)

Why'd you shoot, Chicken?

You promised.

Oh, Chicken, why?

Why?

Why?

Why?

Hm?

Ow.

- Good nigger.

You start singing now.

You start singing now.

♪ Mommy's little baby loves shortnin', shortnin' ♪

♪ Mommy's little baby loves shortnin' bread

You sing it, Anna.

You understand me, pickaninny?

You sing it to me.

You sing it to me.

Goon.

♪ Mommy's little baby loves shortnin', shortnin' ♪

♪ Little baby ♪

♪ Baby loves shortnin' bread ♪

- Sing it, Anna.

♪ Mommy's little baby loves shortnin', shortnin' ♪

♪ Mommy's little baby loves short'nin' bread ♪

♪ Mommy's little baby loves shortnin', shortnin' ♪

♪ Mommy's little baby baby loves shortnin' bread ♪

♪ Put on the skillet ;

JPutonthe lid ♪

♪ Mommy's gonna make some shortnin' bread ♪

♪ That ain't all she's gonna do ♪

♪ Mommy's gonna make some cornbread too ♪

♪ Mommy's little baby loves shortnin', shortnin' ♪

♪ In the blood ♪

♪ In the soul-cleansing blood of the lamb ♪

♪ Are your garments spotless ♪

♪ Are they white as snow ♪

♪ Are you washed in the blood of the lamb ♪

♪ Are you walking daily by the Savior's side ♪

♪ Are you washed in the -- ♪

(dramatic music)

♪ Are you washed ♪

- [Chicken] Mama!

♪ Are you washed ♪

♪ Are you washed ♪

(ominous music)

- [Chicken] Mama!

(pig squealing)

Mama!

Mama!

(rooster clucking)

(congregation speaking indistinctly)

(woman speaking Spanish)

(crowd chattering)

(soft acoustic guitar music)

(woman singing)

♪ Are your garments spotless ♪

♪ Are they white as snow ♪

♪ Are you washed in the blood of the lamb ♪

♪ Are you washed in the blood ♪

♪ In the soul-cleansing blood of the lamb ♪

♪ Are your garments spotless ♪

♪ Are they white as snow ♪

- Mama!

♪ Are you washed in the blood of the lamb ♪

(woman speaking Spanish)

(crowd chattering)

(waves crashing)

(wind whooshing)

(firewood clattering)

(engine humming)

(eerie music)

(engine humming)

(waves crashing)

(soft music)

(goats bleating)

(radio chatter)

- Ah!

Get out of here.

Fuck off!

Vamos, vamos.

(bottles clatter)

(woman sighing)

(jaunty orchestral music)

Oh, well.

(man on radio speaking Spanish)

(bluegrass music)

(waves crashing)

♪ I'm no babe in the woods ♪

♪ And my plans are laid good ♪

(waves crashing)

(woman sighs)

♪ Ain't got time for no kind of small fry ♪

♪ My cards on the table ♪

♪ I'm willing and able ♪

♪ And my limit is the sky ♪

(lid pops)

- Oh, God.

(waves crashing)

(big band music)

♪ I'm no babe in the wood and my plans are laid good ♪

♪ Don't have time for no kind of small fry ♪

♪ Got my cards on the table ♪

♪ I'm willing and able ♪

♪ And my limit is the sky ♪

♪ Form a line on my right, ‘cause tonight is the night ♪

♪ I'll separate the boys from the men

♪ Temperature's rising up ♪

♪ Little me is wise enough ♪

♪ When I play, I always win ♪

- I'l bet you thought my name was Treasure, huh?

(Treasure giggles)

Yeah.

Treasure Evans,

just like the rest of the world thought.

My fans, my public.

Betcha thought that there were my parents,

looking down at this cuddly little baby and saying,

"Oh, isn't she a treasure?

Why don't we call her that?"

Well, that ain't the way it happened.

Nope.

There I was,

on my lovely little 16 year-old backside.

Or was I on my belly?

1 really don't remember.

Well, anyway, right side up or upside down,

there I was,

(sighs) stretched out on the casting couch.

Oh, yeah.

They had casting couches.

And there was this...

that ugly old producer.

Well, he was important.

1 don't know, he was more than a producer.

He was like a studio head.

And he says to me..."Mary,"

that's my real name, Mary,

at any rate, there he is looking down at me.

And he was drooling.

And he says, "Mary, you're Treasure."

Well, not long after that, I became a star.

Big house in Beverly Hills.

I had a swimming pool,

three pictures a year to do, jewelry.

Oh, good jewelry.

And telephones,

telephones everywhere.

Ding-a-ling-a-ling, a-ling-a-ling, a-ling-a-ling.

Hello?

Hello?

My telephone voice.

Hello?

This is Treasure Evans.

Hello, Chicken.

Hello, Chicken.

- How long have I been here?

- Oh.

Yesterday.

Yeah, yesterday morning.

1 found you lying on the beach.

You must have been there a long time.

You okay?

(Treasure exhales)

Oh.

Oh, wow. (chuckles)

Did you really think even for a moment

that I took advantage of your condition

to bring you up here?

Oh, wow.

You've got a lot fo learn.

Boy, I've known losers.

God knows how many.

And another thing.

You're too old for me.

(bells tolling)

(crowd chanting in Spanish)

- Shit.

(crowd chanting in Spanish)

(crowd chanting in Spanish)

(bells tolling)

(crowd chanting in Spanish)

- [Heather] Why is it called Good Friday?

- Why is what?

- Good Friday.

Why is it called Good Friday?

Didn't you hear me?

My question is, if it really is,

or rather represents the day he was crucified,

then why is it called --

good God, aren't you dressed yet?

- You're beautiful.

(Heather chuckles)

Do you know that, old girl?

Would you like to go to bed with me?

- Again?

We, um, just tried that and it didn't work.

Have you forgotten?

Hm? (chuckles)

- Bitch.

(Heather chuckling)

- That's why I wondered why it was called Good Friday.

Put your pants on, love.

We'll be late for the fiesta.

(horn honking)

- Out of my way, you stupid --

(crowd chattering) (hom honking)

Happy holidays!

(engine revving) (crowd chattering)

Bang.

Bang, bang, bang.

Bang, bang, bang!

(engine revving) (crowd chattering)

(horn honking)

- Well, here she comes.

Among our little group,

no gathering would be complete

without its token fading rose!

(wooden boxes clattering)

- [Terence] Bombs away!

- Aline from one of my old movies.

Whoop!

- [Heather] I didn't see that one.

(all chuckling)

- [Allan] This is Luella Parsons.

Hello from Hollywood.

Arriving now in a gown by Edith Headache is Treasure Evans.

- Hello, pets.

- [Heather] Hello, dearie.

- Everyone in a festive mood?

1 hope so.

Chicken, I never saw you look so clean.

I honest to god am in the mood for a festival.

Isn't it lovely to feel lovely?

Oh, Heather, what a dear little dress.

- Yours is a dear little dress.

- I try.

- God knows she tries.

- You look lovely, too, Alice.

1 think that's the important thing, that we all try.

I mean, even though we are expatriates.

- Treasure, please do not use the word "expatriate."

I'm not expatriate.

1 simply live abroad.

♪ Up in the air, Junior Birdman ♪

♪ Up in the air, upside down ♪

- [Allan] You're my favorite musician, baby.

Showtime.

Spotlight on Chicken.

- Is that bit of silliness directed at me, Chicken?

(Treasure shrieking)

- Must you?

After that entrance I made,

I deserve to have the spotlight on me!

- Give me Ziegfeld Pink on Treasure Evans.

- Give me some champagne.

- It's moments like that,

which, along with Annette Funicelli and Sandra Dee,

have made you one of my favorite actresses.

- And you, one of my favorite fags.

- [Both] Mwah!

Buenas noches.

- [Treasure] God, look at him.

He must be getting hard up.

- [Allan] Hard bought.

(both chuckling)

- Happy Good Friday!

(group chattering and chuckling)

So?

Was?

Herr Commandant does not drink with Germans?

Sieg Heil!

(Chicken chuckling)

- Oh.

- I dont find that amusing.

- You are a soldier, no?

1 don't remember the war.

1 was born during the war.

1 don't know who my father was.

He was a soldier.

A British soldier.

Maybe you're my father.

You, my daddy.

1 drink to my unknown father!

♪ Oh, the Souse family is the best family ♪

♪ That ever came over from old Germany ♪

♪ So drink, chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug ♪

(glass breaking)

(soft orchestral music)

- I wanna make a toast.

To crucifixion. - Resurrection.

(all laughing)

That's sacrilegious.

- No, it isn't.

- [Heather] Well, it's not proper.

- [Treasure] Proper?

Oh my God, Heather. (chuckles)

- What is proper?

- Her pearls.

Real pearls.

Now that's proper.

- But they are real.

- [Treasure] That's what I said, they're real.

- Nothing's real.

(Treasure giggling)

Everything's permitted.

- What is that?

- Aquote.

(Treasure chuckles)

- [Allan] Too much.

Too much! (Treasure chuckles)

- What I said.

- From the philosophy of the assassins.

(both laughing)

- That's a weird Eastern cult.

They smoke hash, all that garbage that he's into.

Then when they are properly stoned, high, they --

- [Terence] Stoned?

Disgusting.

- They go around killing people.

And then they commit suicide.

- [Terence] Suicide?

- They believe they're born again.

- [Terence] Tut with the heavenly hodgepodge.

- [Allan] And then they come back.

- Pure, cleansed.

- Like from the steam baths.

(all laughing)

- No.

Like from the crucifixion.

Are you washed in the blood of the lamb?

♪ Have you been to Jesus for the cleansing power ♪

♪ Are you washed in the blood of the lamb ♪

♪ Are you fully trusting in his grace this hour ♪

♪ Are you washed in the blood of the lamb ♪

♪ Are you washed in the blood ♪

♪ In the soul-cleansing blood of the lamb ♪

♪ Yeah, of the lamb ♪

♪ Are your garments spotless ♪

♪ Are they white as snow ♪

I Are they washed in the blood of the lamb 2

Lay aside the garments that are stained with sin ♪

♪ And be washed in the blood of the lamb ♪

♪ There's a fountain flowing for the soul unclean ♪

- Talk about Easter baskets.

I haven't seen anything so beautiful

since I left Louisiana.

♪ Are you washed in the blood ♪

♪ In the soul-cleansing blood ♪

- Alice, you're a common whore.

-Awhore?

Yes.

Common?

No.

And you, dear Terence, decorated wing commander,

OBE and so forth, should be the first to recognize that.

♪ In the soul-cleansing blood of the lamb ♪

- I beg your pardon?

- [Allan] You must have some brandy.

- Hello.

My name is Carrination.

(cat squealing)

(crowd singing in Spanish)

- Hello, Chicken.

- You know my name?

- Would you like to dance with me?

(all chuckling)

- You're really quite a muscle boy.

What's your name, huh?

- [Man] He's mute, lady.

He can't talk.

- [Allan] With what he's got, who needs words?

(crowd singing in Spanish)

- Terence, all right?

Terence?

- Excuse me.

Hi.

(man chuckling)

Is he pissed?

- I beg your pardon?

(woman giggling)

- Happy landing, my dear.

- Oh, no, thank you.

I don't drink alcoholic beverages.

I'm knocked up, you see.

(crowd singing in Spanish)

- Wheel!

(Treasure giggling)

- Tomas.

Tomas!

(crowd singing in Spanish)

- Oh!

(woman chuckling)

- Do you write poetry or something?

- No.

Not anymore.

- That woman. - Huh?

- [Woman] Your girl, what does she do?

- Nothing either, except being hung up on white guys.

And I happen to be the only one available.

- Yeah.

(woman chuckling)

(crowd singing in Spanish)

(woman chuckling)

- What are you looking for?

- Nothing.

- Good.

- Why do you ask?

- There isn't anything to be looking for, is there?

(crowd singing in Spanish)

(woman chuckling)

(match crackles)

- What did you do that for?

- What do you mean?

- You stopped.

- I want to see you when you come.

Goon.

-Eh.

- Ride on, like a big motion picture show stud.

- After that interruption? (finger snaps)

I'l come,huh?

(woman chuckling)

Don't laugh at me.

- Come here.

(crowd singing in Spanish)

(moody music)

(cat meowing)

- [Chicken] What's that?

- My pill.

- It's a little late for that, isn't it?

- Not that pill.

Cough drops.

- It's cough drops?

- Mm-hmm.

- You got a cold?

- No.

1 just like cough drops.

- That's nice.

1 like girls that like cough drops.

(Chicken chuckling)

1 like cough drops.

1 like to taste you.

(cats meowing)

(crowd chattering)

(cats yowling)

(blood splashes)

(cats yowling)

(ominous music)

(woman screaming)

(waters splashing)

(crowd yelling)

(woman screaming)

(bells ringing)

(woman wailing)

(bells ringing)

- Gracias.

- Oh, God.

Why have those damned bells been ringing all morning?

- Little boy, native, drowned in the fountain.

That is for whom the bells toll.

- Oh, terrible.

Give me a fag.

Do you want something?

- Yes.

Something hot and black.

- I would have thought you already had that.

- Mm.

1 would have thought so, too,

but that ain't the way it happened.

- Hey, Carl, two coffees, huh?

Americano.

- Yeah, yeah.

Two Americanos.

Dos cafes Americanos.

- I took him home, bedded him down

between clean, white sheets

and a mosquito net, and, uh...

- And, and, and?

- And I watched him sleep all night.

Grr.

He...he looked like an angel.

Asleep.

- [Treasure] My muscle man walked me home.

- You scored?

- He walked me to the door

and very, very gently kissed me good night.

I felt like I was 14 years old again.

- I may throw up.

- Hi.

- Oh, well, good moming.

- Join us.

- Thanks. - In something.

Everything.

Coffee.

What tell do angels have for breakfast, anyway?

Bacon and manna?

(both chuckle) - Angels?

- Alice in Wonderland

and I have decided that you aren't real.

And that's a fact.

- There are no facts.

- You see, here we sit, day after day,

bored stiff with one another.

And then suddenly, you come along,

unexpected and quite by accident.

- There are no accidents.

- You know, I don't understand a word she says.

- Well, she means you get what you want out of life.

Nothing's accidental.

- Ha.

I never got what I wanted out of life.

All l ever wanted was to be a good wife and mother.

(man chuckling)

- Even as a little girl, I wanted to be a nurse.

(Allan chuckles)

- [Allan] I can just see you carrying a bed pan.

- [Treasure] I did too wanna be a nurse.

- [Allan] With good furs and dependable servants?

- Alittle boy drowned.

(crowd chanting in Spanish)

(bells tolling)

- [Heather] A bit young for you, isn't she?

- What are you mumbling about?

- That little slant-eyed slut

you're getting yourself all groomed up to impress.

- Dont talk nonsense.

- Oh, you will tell her about your military career.

I don't have to brief you about that, do 1?

- Go to hell.

- You'll be boring at least two generations now

with what a bloody little hero you were,

how many missions you successfully flew.

Ooh, accomplished.

Your medals, your decorations.

Your cock and bull stories.

Particularly bull.

- You're drunk.

- And you're not drinking this morning.

- It's not necessary to begin the day with Scotch.

- Oh, I suppose not.

(bottle thuds)

However, it was necessary yesterday, wasn't it?

- Heather.

(Heather giggles)

- Go ahead and make a damn fool of yourself.

You better go the whole way.

Wear that.

Really, give her the works.

(coat rustles)

(chuckles) Wing commander Terence Brandon, sir.

Aye, aye, sir.

Yes, sir.

Whatever you say, sir.

Ex-wing commander Brandon,

1think it's about time, if I may say so, darling,

I think it's about time someone told you, sir,

that the God damn war is over!

(hand slaps) (Heather groans)

(Heather breathing heavily)

You've never done that.

Why did you hit me?

(door thuds)

♪ Land of hope and glory ♪

♪ Mother of the free ♪

♪ How can we extol thee ♪

♪ We who are born of thee ♪

(Heather sobbing)

- What?

- [Woman] You have to take the first step.

I can't just give it to you.

(waves crashing)

- [Chicken] You look beautiful like that.

- [Woman] What?

- [Chicken] I said you look beautiful like that.

- [Woman] I can't hear you.

- I said, "I wanna rape you."

- Then you should!

(waves crashing)

- What?

- I said, "then you should."

- I can't hear you!

- Then you should!

(wistful orchestral music)

(plane engine humming)

(marching drums beating)

- You're too young to know about the war.

- What war?

- World War II, of course.

- Keep your eyes on the road.

(marching drums beating)

- They were damn good days.

- Were you, you know, a hero type?

You know, John Wayne?

- Aren't you eating?

- No.

I have to watch my figure.

(man whistling and giggling)

It's true.

What if a frog came along and wanted to screw me?

1 could turn him back into a prince.

- Well, 1 ain't no prince.

- You ain't no frog either, baby.

Because frogs hop to it.

Atoast?

Here's to it.

Weall doit.

Even the birds that fly.

Bees do it and die.

Dogs do it and stick to it.

So why can't you and I?

At least,

why can't we try?

(glasses cling)

- Now, little boy, that was me.

(both chuckle)

And that, too.

And, oh,

Hey, you mean to say you never saw me in a movie at all?

How old are you?

No, no, no, no, no, no, don't answer that.

1 don't think I wanna know.

You just stay there and be naked.

Yes.

(both chuckle)

Oh, young and beautiful...and naked.

It's very important.

(Treasure sighs)

To be young and newly born, very, very important.

- [Terence] You're so young.

- Mm-hmm.

Innocent.

- What do you mean?

- Isn't that what people of your generation,

the preceding generation, always say about the following?

Young and innocent.

- So I got out, split, bye-bye Hollywood,

while the getting out was good.

And I took all that lovely money I made with me.

Oh, you know, people are always asking me.

They say, "Treasure,

why did you give it all up,

all that glamour and all that

(finger snapping) one, two, three, four.”

I mean, it wasn't like what people thought it was like.

It was...it was different than you think it was.

1 could go back tomorrow if I wanted to.

I mean, every day I get letters,

telegrams, phone calls, offers.

Gosh, my agent...

my agent, Buzz Lewis, is one of the biggest freelance --

well, he is the biggest freelance agent in Hollywood,

you know?

And he calls me nearly every day with offers.

But I'm waiting, you know, just for the right thing.

Something special, special material, hm?

You know my song, huh? (music plays softly)

Hear that?

That is me.

Treasure Evans' theme song. (chuckles)

Mm.

Whenever they hear that song anywhere in the world,

do you know who they think of?

They think of me.

Mm.

My big moment.

See, I come down the staircase, this gorgeous set.

And I am in a silver lamé dress,

with yards, and yards, and yards of white fox fur.

And they gave me -- the studio gave me that white fox fur

when the film was over.

♪ To make use of what nature bestows ♪

♪ You're my favorite attraction ♪

You think I'm dead, don't you?

You think they don't want me back.

Well, that's not true.

My phone is ringing off the wall.

The agents, the studios,

they keep calling me all the time.

And Buzz Lewis keeps calling me all the time.

(phone ringing)

(phone clatters)

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Hello!

Who is there?

Buzz?

God damn you.

Who are you?

Why do you keep teasing me?

Who are you?

What do you want from me?

(phone clatters)

(sighs) I'm sorry.

It's 50... (sobbing)

Someone keeps calling

and there's no one.

There isn't anybody there.

(Treasure sobbing)

♪ I'm no babe in the wood and my plans are laid good ♪

♪ Don't have time for no kind of small fry ♪

♪ Got my cards on the table ♪

♪ I'm willing and able, and my limit is the sky ♪

♪ Form a line on my right, ‘cause tonight is the night ♪

♪ I'll separate the boys from the men

♪ Temperature's rising up ♪

♪ Little me is wise enough ♪

♪ When I play, I always win ♪

♪ It's a natural thing to give love a fling ♪

♪ To make use of what nature bestows. ♪

♪ Oh, my favorite attraction is a big satisfaction ♪

♪ When one rises, uh-huh, everything goes ♪

♪ When I'm caught in the middle ♪

♪ And have need of a little very special remedy ♪

♪ I just send out the call and men naturally fall ♪

♪ The heat turns on ♪

♪ The lid blows off ♪

♪ Roll back the latches, open up the hatches ♪

♪ Nature is a-calling ♪

♪ The sky is falling ♪

♪ And ready or not ♪

♪ Boys ♪

♪ Everything goes ♪

♪ Yeahr

(platters clattering)

- God damn Kansas City bastard!

- No.

Not yet.

We'll know when the time is right.

- No, no, no!

Right now.

(waves crashing)

(soft music)

(waves crashing)

(water splashes)

(Heather groans)

- You all right, old girl?

-Hm?

(Heather chuckling)

- You bloody old fool.

(cat meowing)

(Heather chuckling)

(Heather sobbing)

- Ladies first.

(waves crashing)

(man chuckles) - Here?

- That's right.

- What an enchanting little place.

Yuck.

Charming and rustic and quaint.

And how the shit did you ever find it?

- The honeymoon suite.

(lips smacking)

When the time is -- - Time is right.

Prick.

Prick!

(horn blowing)

- Damn you.

Damn you.

Damn you.

What the hell did you want to do that for?

(radio chattering)

- I've never known it.

1 don't understand.

I love you.

- Bloody years.

- I love you.

- Oh, damn, damn, damn.

- I love you.

(military snare roll)

- [Woman] Left, left, right, left.

Left, left, left, left.

- I love it.

I love the sea.

Sometimes I... think I came from it.

I feel very close to it, very close.

love it.

- I love you.

- How?

- Gently.

Like an old-fashioned way.

Flowers.

Candlelight.

Roses.

Sunrise.

It's like...like poetry.

You know, words.

- Your own?

- For I am not a winter's man

and cannot like this coming storm.

But when it comes,

Il be there.

And you may laugh.

Il understand.

For I am a summer's man.

- When did you write that?

- Along time ago.

(Chicken groans)

One.

Two.

Three.

Four.

Five.

Six.

(indistinct yelling)

- Seven.

Eight.

Nine.

10.

- [Man] Fire.

(gun firing)

(explosion booms)

(gun firing)

(explosion booms)

(cat meowing)

- Terry.

(bell tolling)

- Was he finished?

Was he finished?

- Oh, shut up, Carl.

Shut up.

Shut up. - Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- Go away.

Go away.

Fuck.

♪ In Dixieland I'l take my stand to live ♪

♪ And die in Dixie ♪ - You, boy.

He's with her, isn't he?

Where is she?

- She?

- Oh, you know who I mean.

Don't play the innocent with me.

I know who you are.

1 know who you all are.

Why don't you leave us alone?

Leave us alone!

(Scotch splashes)

We were all right until you came.

We were happy, you devil.

You freak.

What do you want?

What do you want?

- Hey, lady.

I don't want nothing.

- What's happening to us?

Oh my God, what's happening to us?

I'm so sorry.

I'm sorry.

1...] didn't mean.

I'm sorry.

- Heather, wasn't Terence pissed again?

- No.

He was not.

- [Allan] Heather.

- Yes.

He was pissed.

- Leave them alone and they will come home dragging their...

behind them.

- Carl, get me another Scotch.

Double.

(Treasure giggles)

- Oh, I feel alive again.

That's probably a bad line from a bad movie.

But I don't care.

And I don't care if the telephones don't ever ring again.

And I don't care if there never are any telegrams again,

or no agents ever call again, because I'm alive!

Alive!

(phone ringing)

Ring away.

You son of a bitch.

1 don't need you anymore.

(phone ringing)

(Treasure giggles)

Hey, I'm gonna give a party, a celebration.

A crazy celebration with everybody.

Very democratic.

I'm going to invite even the peasants.

No, especially the peasants.

And I'l wear my silver gown,

the one that I wore in that film.

And up to my ass in white fox fur.

Il show them who Treasure Evans is.

- Terry?

Terry?

Terry!

(waves crashing)

Terry!

(waves crashing)

Terry!

(ominous music)

(ominous music cont.)

Terry!

Terry!

Terry!

Terry!

Terry!

(Heather groaning)

Terry!

(upbeat music) (crowd chattering)

(woman singing in Spanish)

♪ Are your garments spotless ♪

♪ Are they white as snow ♪

♪ Are you washed in the blood of the lamb ♪

♪ Are you washed in the blood ♪

♪ In the soul-cleansing blood of the lamb ♪

(fireworks booming) (lively orchestral music)

- Chicken, baby!

Hello!

You're here, too?

I love peasant parties.

They're such big Hollywood premieres.

You know, (indistinct).

Everything in deplorable taste, but everyone's here.

(slinky jazz music)

- Hello, pets.

- [Man] Hello.

(crowd clapping)

- I mean, that's a Saturday matinee man, you know?

It's a big fucking movie...

...picture in the sky.

(crowd cheering)

Action.

(fireworks booming)

(dramatic orchestral music)

- Come on.

It's a party.

Why don't you join us?

Why don't you step forward?

- Why don't you come?

Hear his voice.

Won't you come?

Come now.

Step forward in the shame of your sins

and dedicate your life to the goodness

and the redeeming love of the lamb.

Earnestly, tenderly, he is calling.

And except that you accept his word,

you are doomed to the agony

and pain of eternal damnation.

Won't you come?

Won't you accept Jesus Christ?

♪ Softly and tenderly, Jesus is calling ♪

(upbeat band music)

♪ Former

♪ See, on the mortals, he's waiting and watching ♪

♪ Watching for you and for me ♪

♪ Come home ♪

(crowd chattering)

(women wailing)

(water splashes)

(bell tolling) (woman sobbing)

- Priest cowers over a young hoy.

All of a sudden.

(crowd clapping)

- Today, we, the graduating class

of the Southern Bible Junior College,

step forward to follow a very (inaudible),

ever in the footsteps of the (inaudible) Calvary,

bearing even as he bore.

(upbeat band music)

- What do you want, boy?

- What you want, boy?

- [Woman] Ride it, like a big motion picture show stud.

(upbeat music cont.)

(soft acoustic guitar music)

(upbeat band music)

(typewriter keys clacking)

(paper rustling)

(egg cracking)

- Come on.

(crowd shouting)

(motor engine revving)

(wheels screeching)

- Are you saved?

Do you accept him as your personal savior?

I baptize thee in the name of the Father and the Son

and the Holy Ghost, amen.

♪ Ofthe lamb ♪

(water splashes)

(bell ringing) (woman sobbing)

(water splashes)

♪ Are you washed in the blood of the lamb ♪

- Fuck me.

(fireworks hissing)

Do you understand that?

Do you understand that?

Looking in the mirror has fucked me up.

Do you understand?

Do you understand?

(Chicken sobbing)

(Chicken breathing heavily)

(Chicken grunting and sobbing)

(grunts) 1 don't want anything!

- [Woman] Are you sure?

- I don't want anything.

- [Woman] Nothing?

(laughing)

(waves crashing)

(door clattering)

- Oh, was a crap, lousy actress. (chuckles)

(upbeat band music)

Do you hear this song?

Well, I'm gonna let you in on a secret.

It wasn't me.

♪ Ain't got no use for no kind of small fry ♪

J] got my cards on the table ♪

♪ I'm willing and able ♪

♪ And my limit is the sky ♪

(Treasure chuckling)

It was a rival.

They dubbed itin.

They used another girl's voice

and they built my whole career on that song.

Oh, it was all a lie.

Except being young.

And I was young.

The studio makeup department created this face.

They capped my teeth

and they bobbed my nose.

Mary Jane Perkins had a good nose.

And they bobbed it.

(Treasure sighs)

♪ To make use of what nature bestows ♪

My telephones.

My telephones everywhere really did ring all the time.

Ding a-ling-a-ling, a-ling-a-ling, a-ling-a-ling.

Och!

Hello?

Yes, this is Treasure Evans.

Oh, I couldn't possibly, Mr. Goldwyn,

as much as I'd like to.

You see, I have so many previous commitments.

Yeah.

Bye-bye, baby.

♪ Everything goes ♪

♪ Yeahr

(Chicken mumbling)

-l dont...

(footsteps tapping)

- [Woman] Eggs.

1 brought you some eggs.

You like eggs.

-I'm...I'm...

I'm a summer's man.

Nothing's real.

(Chicken groaning)

(Chicken moaning)

♪ I just send out the call and men naturally fall ♪

♪ The heat turns turns on

♪ And this goes off ♪

♪ Throw back the hatchet ♪

♪ Open up the whatever ♪

♪ Nature is a-calling ♪

♪ The sky is a-falling ♪

- Oh.

♪ The sky is a-falling ♪

♪ The sky is a-falling ♪

I The sky ♪

- Play it again, Sam.

-...Did you say that?

(ominous music)

- Mary, you're a treasure. (chuckling)

(Treasure screaming)

(man chuckling)

- Who are you?

What do you want?

- How about it, sweetie?

(man chuckling)

(eerie music)

- No.

(men chattering)

- [Man] Ride her, cowboy.

- [Man] Whoo-hoo!

(Treasure groaning)

(man chuckling)

- [Man] Just put your money where your mouth is, baby.

(men yelling)

(glasses clink)

- Well, here's to it.

- We all do it?

- [Man] Even the birds that fly.

(belt clicks)

(belt smacks)

-Hm?

- It's what you want.

(Allan groaning)

(belt smacking) (Allan groaning)

(Treasure whimpers)

- Mary, you're a treasure!

(Treasure shouting)

(waves crashing)

(door clatters)

(horn blowing)

(ominous music)

(hay rustling)

(basket clatters)

(hooves tapping)

(lantern clatters)

(body thuds)

(Chicken grunting)

(Chicken groaning)

(Chicken panting)

- [Chicken] Oh, Mama.

- No.

Oh my God, no.

No!

(Allan whimpering)

No.

No, no.

Please, help me!

(Allan screaming)

(bull snorting)

(Allan groaning and whimpering)

(bull roaring)

(Allan shouting)

(Treasure shouting)

(phone ringing)

- They're calling.

Oh, they're calling, it's important.

Please give me the phone.

Give it to me.

- [Man] New York.

- [Man] Oklahoma City.

- [Man] Phoenix, St. Louis.

- [Woman] San Francisco.

- [Man] Atlantic City.

(phone ringing)

(Chicken groaning)

(birds squawking)

(dog barking)

(footsteps tapping)

(footsteps tapping)

(Allan groans)

(lantern squeaking)

- Oh, it's there.

It's there.

He's calling.

(phone ringing)

(shouting)

Please!

- [Operator] This is a call from Hollywood California.

I have a person-to-person call for Miss Treasure Evans.

Hello?

Is she there?

Madrid, are we connected?

(footsteps tapping) (dog barking)

(body thuds)

(ominous music)

(Treasure screaming)

(water splashes)

(footsteps tapping)

(water splashing) (Treasure gasping)

♪ It's a natural thing ♪

♪ To give love a fling ♪

♪ To make use of what nature bestows ♪

♪ For my favorite attraction ♪

♪ Is a big satisfaction ♪

♪ When one rises, uh-huh ♪

♪ Everything goes ♪

(water splashing) (waves crashing)

(Chicken panting)

(body thuds)

♪ Are you washed in the blood ♪

♪ In the soul-cleansing blood of the lamb ♪

♪ Are your garments spotless ♪

♪ Are they white as snow ♪

♪ Are you washed in the blood of the lamb ♪

♪ Are you walking daily by the Savior's side ♪

♪ Are you washed in the blood of the lamb ♪

♪ Do you rest each moment in the crucified ♪

♪ Are you washed in the blood of the lamb ♪

♪ Are you washed in the blood ♪

♪ In the soul cleansing blood of the lamb ♪

♪ Are your garments spotless ♪

♪ Are they white as snow ♪

♪ Are you washed in the blood ♪

(waves crashing)