Original subtitles

- I TELL YOU, SONNY. NOBODY...

NOBODY PLAYED THE SAXOPHONE THE WAY YOU DID.

NOW, I'M GOING BACK--

I DON'T KNOW-- AT LEAST MAYBE, LIKE, 20 YEARS.

IT WAS A FRIDAY NIGHT.

I SEE YOU PLAYING LEAD ALTO FOR THE KENTON BAND.

NEXT NIGHT YOU WERE JAMMING AT THE BLUE'S UNION,

AND THEN SUNDAY AFTERNOON AT WOLF TRAP, I SAW YOU AGAIN.

EVERYWHERE YOU PLAYED, I WAS THERE.

- WELL, MAN, YOU SHOULD'VE SAID SOMETHING.

WE COULD'VE CARPOOLED. [both laugh]

- YEAH, MAN, YOU WERE-- YOU WERE THE BEST.

SO, UH, THE PHONE COMPANY, HUH?

- YEAH, YOU KNOW, ALL THAT TRAVELING AND TOURING

GOT TO BE A REAL DRAG.

BESIDES, THIS GIG COMES WITH A DENTAL PLAN.

- RIGHT.

- OKAY, DOC, THAT'S IT.

- OKAY, NOW, WE'RE ON FOR TONIGHT, RIGHT?

- YEAH, WOULDN'T MISS IT. - OKAY, GREAT.

I TELL YOU WHAT-- FOR DINNER, WE'LL HAVE...

YOUR SONG, REMEMBER?

- YEAH, I REMEMBER THE SONG.

I JUST NEVER HEARD IT SUNG IN THAT MANY KEYS BEFORE.

- LIFE GOES ON

- HEY, CAROL.

LOOK WHAT I CAN DO.

PRETTY COOL, HUH?

WANT TO KNOW MY SECRET?

- YOUR PARENTS WERE COUSINS?

- SEE? PEANUT BUTTER.

HERE'S A TIP. NEVER USE CRUNCHY.

IT LEAVES LITTLE DENTS IN YOUR NOSE.

- SO...

THERE YOU ARE.

YOU HAVE DISHONORED THE PETRILLO FAMILY NAME.

- SOPHIA, WHAT'S WRONG?

- I PAID THIS BUM 100 BUCKS

TO TAKE MY NIECE CARLOTTA TO A WEDDING.

- LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT HER NIECE.

THERE'S A WHOLE LOTTA CARLOTTA.

I SHOULD'VE CHARGED YOU BY THE POUND.

- CHARLEY! - WHAT'S THE BIG DEAL?

I TOOK HER TO THE WEDDING. - AND YOU LEFT HER THERE!

- SO? YOU DIDN'T PAY FOR ROUND TRIP.

- THE POOR THING WAS SO UPSET,

SHE ATE THE ENTIRE WEDDING CAKE.

I ALMOST LOST THREE FINGERS TRYING TO SAVE

THE LITTLE BRIDE AND GROOM.

- CHARLEY, HOW COULD YOU LEAVE HER THERE?

- I HAD AN EMERGENCY.

A COCKTAIL WAITRESS BLEW IN MY EAR.

- THAT'S IT. I WILL HAVE MY REVENGE.

YOU'LL PAY FOR THIS, CHARLEY DIETZ.

AND REMEMBER, A SICILIAN NEVER FORGETS.

SO...

THERE YOU ARE.

[both laughing]

- SO--SO, ANYWAY, WHEN THIS MUSICIAN

GETS INTO HEAVEN, RIGHT,

HE HEARS THIS AMAZING DRUM SOLO.

IT'S FANTASTIC.

SO HE SAYS TO SAINT PETER,

"HOW DID BUDDY RICH GET INTO HEAVEN?"

SAINT PETER SAYS, "SHH. THAT'S GOD.

HE JUST THINKS HE'S BUDDY RICH."

[laughter]

- DADDY, THIS IS SO CUTE.

I HAVEN'T SEEN YOU THIS GIDDY

SINCE YOU SENT THAT VERY GUSHY FAN LETTER

TO PEGGY LEE.

- LISTEN, IF IT WEREN'T FOR PEGGY LEE AND FEVER,

YOU WOULDN'T BE HERE.

- SONNY, DID DADDY TELL YOU

THAT HE LIKES TO PLAY HIS SAXOPHONE

ALONG WITH YOUR RECORDS?

- CAROL, COME ON. - OH, DOC, HEY...

YOU DIDN'T TELL ME YOU PLAYED.

CAROL, YOU'RE VERY LUCKY. - LUCKY?

- YEAH, WITH A SAX IN HIS MOUTH, HE CAN'T SING.

- [laughing]

IT'S TRUE. I CAN'T CARRY A TUNE.

- WAIT A MINUTE. I'VE JUST HAD A BRAINSTORM.

THE BRAINSTORM DI TUTTI BRAINSTORMS.

- I LIVE HERE, BUT YOU CAN MAKE A RUN FOR IT.

- DADDY, CAN YOU IMAGINE THE EXCITEMENT

IF SONNY WERE TO COME OUT OF RETIREMENT

FOR ONE NIGHT AND PLAY AT THE MEDICAL CENTER BENEFIT?

- CAROL THAT'S A... BRAINSTORM.

SONNY, I-I MEAN, IF IT WOULDN'T BE AN IMPOSITION--

I-I-I MEAN, IT'S A--IT'S REALLY A VERY WORTHY CAUSE.

- DOC, IT'S--IT'S BEEN A LONG TIME

SINCE I PLAYED IN FRONT OF PEOPLE.

- COME ON, THESE AREN'T PEOPLE. THEY'RE DOCTORS.

I MEAN, YOU KNOW, IT'LL BE SOMETHING SMALL AND INFORMAL.

- WELL, SMALL-- SMALL'S GOOD.

ARE THESE DOCS PALS OF YOURS? - YEAH, SURE.

- THEN WHY DON'T YOU DO THE GIG WITH ME?

- [laughing]

AS WHAT?

- I'M NOT SO BAD. - YEAH, I THINK IT'D BE GREAT.

ME AND MY NUMBER-ONE FAN TAKING A STAND.

- WAIT A MINUTE. WAIT A MINUTE. WAIT A MINUTE.

- I-I DON'T KNOW. I MEAN, COME ON.

I MEAN, ME AND SONNY BAXTER TOGETHER ONSTAGE.

NO. COME ON, NO, NOT IN A MILLION BILLION YEARS.

- ALL RIGHT, IT WAS JUST A THOUGHT.

- BUT OUT OF CURIOSITY, WHAT WOULD WE WEAR?

[saxophone playing jazz]

- HEY, HARRY, YOU'RE PRETTY GOOD.

- YEAH, YOU ARE!

- THANKS. [music continues playing]

[music stops]

- YOU KNOW, DR. WESTON, THIS SURE IS EXCITIN'--

YOU DOIN' THIS SHOW AND ALL.

IT'S TOO BAD YOU DON'T PLAY TRUMPET.

YOU KNOW, MY UNCLE WILLARD BACK IN HICKORY,

HE'S A WORLD-CLASS SPIT-VALVE CLEANER.

- YOU HAVE AN UNCLE WHO CLEANS SPITS VALVES FOR A LIVING?

- NO, IT'S JUST A HOBBY.

- OW, MY HEAD. OW, MY HEAD. OW, MY HEAD.

- CHARLEY, WHAT'S WRONG?

- OW, MY HEAD!

- CHARLEY, LET ME HAVE A LOOK. HAVE A SEAT.

OOH, THAT'S A NASTY BUMP.

I'LL GET YOU SOME ICE.

- WHAT HAPPENED?

- ONE OF THE WHEELS FELL OFF MY CAR.

- OH, DID--DID YOU HIT YOUR HEAD ON THE WINDSHIELD?

- NO, I HIT MY HEAD ON A FIRE HYDRANT

WHEN I BENT OVER TO PICK UP THE WHEEL.

THANKS.

HARRY, DO YOU THINK SOPHIA IS CAPABLE

OF HURTING ANYONE?

- WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?

- HARRY, SHE THREATENED TO KILL ME.

- SOPHIA? COME ON, THAT'S RIDICULOUS!

- OH, YEAH? WELL, YESTERDAY SOMEBODY THREW A BRICK

THROUGH MY WINDOW.

THEN LAST NIGHT SOMEBODY FIRED A BULLET THROUGH MY WINDOW.

THEN THIS MORNING

SOMEBODY THREW A RATTLESNAKE THROUGH MY WINDOW.

- WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO? - STOP FIXING THAT WINDOW.

[Sonny and Harry playing jazz]

- OOH, LA, LA.

NOW, THAT'S WHAT I CALL LE JAZZ HOT.

- THANK YOU, CAROL.

- CAROL, CAROL, WHAT'S WITH THE SNAPPING?

- DADDY-O, GET WITH IT.

BACK IN THE '50s, WAY BEFORE I WAS BORN,

THIS WAS THE "IN" WAY TO SHOW YOUR APPROVAL.

THEN YOU KIND OF NOD YOUR HEAD UP AND DOWN

AND BITE YOUR LOWER LIP AND CLOSE YOUR EYES.

[Sonny chuckles]

- DADDY, SHOW SONNY WHAT YOU'RE GONNA WEAR.

[Carol laughing]

[Sonny laughing]

- COME ON, WHAT DO YOU THINK?

- ISN'T THAT GREAT?

IT'S JUST LIKE, UH, DAFFY GILLESPIE.

- SHE MEANS-- SHE MEANS DIZZY.

- STICK WITH DAFFY. - ALL RIGHT.

YEAH, YOU KNOW-- YOU KNOW, SONNY,

THERE'S, UH, QUITE A BUZZ ABOUT YOUR BIG COMEBACK HERE.

- UH, DOC, THIS--THIS IS NOT EXACTLY A COMEBACK.

- I DON'T KNOW. CAROL SAYS THAT

THE MIAMI BANNER IS SENDING A PHOTOGRAPHER.

THE DADE COUNTY MAGAZINE IS DOING A-A WHOLE STORY ON YOU.

- OH, THAT'S GREAT. - YEAH!

- DADDY, SONNY, I HAVE A LITTLE SURPRISE!

[playing off-key]

HEY, CATS, LET'S JAM.

[playing off-key]

[doorbell ringing continuously]

- DON'T GET UP, DREYFUS. I'LL GET IT.

- DADDY. DADDY, WAIT. WHAT IF IT'S A BURGLAR?

- YEAH, I CAN SEE THE HEADLINES NOW.

"BELL-RINGING BURGLAR STRIKES AGAIN--POLICE BAFFLED"

PLEASE, CAROL.

SONNY, WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE? WHAT--WHAT'S WRONG?

- I'M SORRY IT'S SO LATE. C-CAN I COME IN?

- YEAH, COME ON. - SONNY, WHAT'S THE MATTER?

- WHAT'S THE MATTER? EVERYTHING. EVERYTHING'S THE MATTER.

LOOK, UH, I'VE BEEN THINKING. WHO--WHO AM I KIDDING?

I-IT'S BEEN 20 YEARS SINCE I'VE BEEN ON A STAGE.

I JUST CA-- I CAN'T DO THE SHOW.

- WHAT IS IT--STAGE FRIGHT?

- NO! THE STAGE DOESN'T BOTHER ME.

IT'S THE AUDIENCE.

- OH, POOR SONNY.

I, TOO, HAVE COWERED IN THE COLD, DARK SHADOW

OF MY OWN FEAR.

- IS SHE ALWAYS LIKE THIS?

- YOU HAVE NO IDEA.

LOOK, SONNY, SONNY, PAL, I MEAN, I'LL BE UP THERE WITH YOU.

- WOULD IT HELP IF I JOINED YOU WITH MY TRUMPET?

both: NO.

- LOOK, I'M--I'M SORRY. I JUST--I JUST CAN'T DO IT.

- SONNY BAXTER!

IF YOU WALK OUT THAT DOOR, YOU'LL REGRET IT.

MAYBE NOT TODAY, MAYBE NOT TOMORROW,

BUT SOON AND FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE.

- IS SHE SOME KIND OF ACTRESS OR SOMETHING?

- SONNY...

LET ME TELL YOU A STORY.

IT'S ABOUT A LITTLE REDHEADED GIRL,

AN EASTER PAGEANT, AND A VERY NASTY BUNNY.

- YOU KNOW WHAT, HONEY?

I-I-I ALREADY TOLD SONNY THAT STORY.

- SONNY, I HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY,

BUT YOU MAY NOT WANT TO HEAR IT.

- I CAN ALMOST GUARANTEE THAT.

- YOU JUST HAVE COLD FEET.

BUT I CAN HELP YOU WARM THEM.

I'LL BE YOUR EMOTIONAL SHOES AND SOCKS.

- SEE?

- UH, WHAT DO YOU THINK, HARRY? - WELL, I--

- HE THINKS THAT IN YOUR HEART OF HEARTS,

YOU KNOW THAT YOU CAN DO IT. - BUT, YOU KNOW--

- HE UNDERSTANDS THAT FOR FAR TOO LONG,

FEAR HAS BEEN YOUR COPILOT, RIGHT, DADDY?

BUT WHAT'S MORE IMPORTANT TO DADDY

IS THAT YOU DO THIS FOR YOU,

NOT FOR HIM, NOT FOR ME, BUT FOR YOU,

RIGHT, DADDY?

DADDY?

- IS IT MY TURN? PLEASE.

LOOK, SONNY, I THINK...

PRETTY MUCH WHAT SHE SAID I THINK.

- OKAY, OKAY. IF YOU GUYS BELIEVE IN ME...

- ALL RIGHT. - ALL RIGHT.

- OKAY. WELL, THIS IS GONNA BE A FIRST FOR ME.

- WHY? WHAT DO YOU MEAN?

- WELL, I'M GONNA TRY TO GO ONSTAGE SOBER.

- AH.

SONNY, I HAD NO IDEA YOU HAD A DRINKING PROBLEM.

- YEAH, NOBODY KNEW.

- COME ON, SIT DOWN. LET'S--LET'S TALK ABOUT THIS.

- LOOK, HARRY, IT GOT SO BAD,

I-I COULDN'T FACE A CROWD WITHOUT A DRINK--

A FEW DRINKS. WHAT AM I TALKING ABOUT?

I MEAN, I HAD TO GET LOADED, SMASHED.

I'M TALKING BLOTTO-- - DON'T EAT THAT!

THERE'S RUM IN THAT CANDY.

- SONNY, SO THAT'S WHY YOU-- THAT'S WHY YOU QUIT PLAYING?

- I HAD NO CHOICE.

ONE NIGHT, I WAS DOING THIS GIG IN PHILLY.

NEXT THING I REMEMBER,

I WOKE UP FACEDOWN IN A SUPERMARKET DELI CASE.

AND I'M--I'M TRYING TO PLAY TAKE THE "A" TRAIN ON A SALAMI.

- LOOK, SONNY, NOBODY WANTS YOU ON THAT STAGE MORE THAN I DO.

BUT NOT IF IT'S GONNA MAKE YOU START DRINKING AGAIN.

- HARRY, HARRY, I'VE BEEN SOBER FOR 20 YEARS.

SOMETHING TELLS ME I-I CAN DO THIS GIG.

- PERHAPS IT WAS SOMETHING I SAID.

- NO. NO.

A LOT OF PEOPLE HAVE BEEN WANTING ME

TO COME OUT OF RETIREMENT, YOU KNOW?

BUT THEY--THEY ALL WANTED SOMETHING.

YOU GUYS WANT ME TO DO THIS FOR ME.

- I SAID THAT. IT WAS SOMETHING I SAID.

- OKAY. HARRY, I'M GONNA DO IT.

AND I PROMISE YOU, NO BOOZE. - ALL RIGHT.

- BUT ALL BETS ARE OFF IF SHE BRINGS THAT TRUMPET.

- SO, ALTHOUGH THEY BEGGED, THEY PLEADED,

THEY EVEN CAJOLED, I TOLD THEM,

"IT'S DADDY'S NIGHT TO SHINE, AND, NO,

I WILL NOT PLAY MY TRUMPET AT THE BENEFIT TONIGHT."

- WHO CARES?

- DADDY'S VERY EXCITED ABOUT THIS.

DO YOU KNOW WHO HE'S PLAYING WITH?

- NO. - SONNY BAXTER.

- OH, THE LUSH.

HEY, DID I EVER TELL YOU ABOUT THE TIME

I WENT OUT WITH BENNY GOODMAN?

- YOU WENT OUT WITH BENNY GOODMAN?

- WHO DO YOU THINK HE WAS IN THE MOOD FOR?

- SOPHIA, GLENN MILLER DID IN THE MOOD.

- MAYBE I WENT OUT WITH GLENN MILLER.

- THERE YOU ARE, SOPHIA.

I DIDN'T THINK YOU WERE THIS RUTHLESS.

BUT YOU'RE COLD. YOU'RE ICE-COLD.

- NOT ACCORDING TO GLENN MILLER...

AND/OR BENNY GOODMAN.

- HEY, DON'T CHANGE THE SUBJECT. YOU'RE TRYING TO KILL ME.

- WHAT? - OKAY, YOU WIN.

I APOLOGIZED TO CARLOTTA AND YOUR UNCLE VITO,

AND HERE'S YOUR 100 BUCKS BACK.

- THERE'S ONLY 40 HERE.

- THAT'S ALL HARRY HAD IN HIS WALLET.

- SOPHIA, SWEETNESS...

WERE YOU TRYING TO KILL CHARLEY?

- HAVE YOU BEEN HITTING THE RUM CANDY AGAIN?

- WELL, I HEARD YOU SAY YOU WERE GOING TO GET HIM.

- I DID. I SNUCK INTO HIS HOUSE,

AND I PUT SARAN WRAP ON HIS TOILET BOWL.

[laughing]

I'M A LITTLE DEVIL.

- UH...

DON'T MIND ME. I GOTTA HIDE.

- CHARLEY, WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?

- IT WASN'T SOPHIA TRYING TO KILL ME.

IT WAS SHERRY'S HUSBAND! - WHO'S SHERRY?

- THE WAITRESS I PICKED UP AT THE WEDDING.

I DIDN'T KNOW SHE WAS MARRIED!

- OH, PLEASE.

- OKAY, SHE SAID THEY WERE SEPARATING.

- CHARLEY. - OKAY, THEY BICKERED

BEFORE SHE WENT TO WORK.

- HOW DO YOU KNOW IT'S HIM?

- HE'S OUT IN MY DRIVEWAY WITH A BASEBALL BAT

AND ANOTHER SNAKE.

I DON'T KNOW WHAT HE'S SO UPSET ABOUT.

SHE WASN'T THAT GOOD.

- CHARLEY, WHY DON'T YOU CALL THE COPS?

- WHY DIDN'T I THINK OF THAT?

- 'CAUSE YOU'RE A YUTZ.

BY THE WAY, CHARLEY, WHEN YOU APOLOGIZED

TO UNCLE VITO, WHAT DID HE SAY?

- NOTHING. BUT HE SEEMED PRETTY HAPPY.

HE GAVE ME A BIG KISS RIGHT ON THE MOUTH.

- LAY LOW FOR A WHILE.

- WELL, DON'T BLAME ME.

- OH, THAT'S THE LAST TIME I LET YOU DRIVE.

- MY DRIVIN' HAD NOTHIN' TO DO WITH IT.

YOU SPILT THAT SODA

WHILE I WAS A-SKILLFULLY NAVIGATIN' A ROAD HAZARD.

- WE WERE AIRBORNE!

- WELL, IT COULDN'T BE AVOIDED.

- LAVERNE, THE SIGN SAID "DIP."

DID YOU THINK THE CITY OF MIAMI WAS SUGGESTING WE DANCE?

- OOH, LAVERNE, YOU'RE LOOKING GOOD.

WOULD YOU LIKE A SIP OF MY DRINK?

- WHAT IS IT? - VODKA AND YOO-HOO.

- DO YOU MIND? I CAN'T HEAR.

- SOPHIA, THE SHOW HASN'T STARTED YET.

- WHO CARES ABOUT THE SHOW?

I'M WATCHING AMERICAN GLADIATORS.

GO, BLAZE, GO!

- YES. AH...

OH, NO. YES.

[imitating bass line]

WHASSUP?

WHAT'S HAPPENIN'?

SSSSS... SALLY.

[chuckling]

[scatting]

NO, NO, NO. THANK YOU. THANK YOU. THANK--THANK YOU.

APPRECIATE IT. APPRECIATE IT. APPRECIATE IT.

NO, IT'S MY PLEASURE TO BE BACK HERE

AT MY--MY FAVORITE CLUB...

THE JAZZ FACTORY.

LAUGH, LAUGH, LAUGH, LAUGH, LAUGH.

NOW, NOW, HERE HE IS, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN,

MY MAN, MY FRIEND, THE CAT'S CAT,

MR. SONNY BAXTER!

YES, APPLAUSE, APPLAUSE, APPLAUSE.

YOU KNOW, SONNY AND I CAME TOGETHER

BY WAY OF A-A MUTUAL FRIEND I LIKE TO CALL...

SERENDIPITY.

CHUCKLE, CHUCKLE, CHUCKLE.

- MEOW, MEOW, MEOW.

- COME ON, LAVERNE! - LORDY, YOU ARE A-MIGHT JUMPY.

NOW, YOU JUST RELAX.

WE ARE OUT THERE ROOTIN' FOR YOU.

YOU JUST GO ON OUT THERE

AND BREAK ONE OF THEM SKINNY LEGS OF YOURN.

- DADDY, I'VE LOOKED EVERYWHERE.

LAVERNE, WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?

- CAROL, I JUST CAME TO TELL YOUR DADDY THAT--

- LAVERNE, DADDY MUST PREPARE.

NOW IS NOT THE TIME TO FILL HIS HEAD

WITH COUNTRY FIDDLE-FADDLE.

- CAROL, HONEY...

YOU BREAK A LEG TOO.

- DADDY, WHERE IS SONNY?

HE WAS SUPPOSED TO BE HERE HALF AN HOUR AGO.

- I DON'T KNOW. HE'S PROBABLY STUCK IN TRAFFIC.

NOW, JUST--I MEAN, JUST CHILL OUT THERE, SISTER.

BE COOL. WE OUGHT TO HANG WITH THIS.

EVERYTHING IS COPACETIC.

WE'RE GONNA WAIL. WE'RE GONNA GROOVE.

[imitates trumpet]

- NICE PATTER, DADDY.

I'LL GO TRY AND CALL HIM AGAIN. - OKAY.

- OH, MY GOD.

OH, MY GOD, DADDY, I JUST HAD A HORRIBLE THOUGHT.

WHAT IF HE'S DRINKING?

WHAT IF WE'VE SENT THAT POOR MAN CAREENING

DOWN THE SLIPPERY SLOPE TO SELF-DESTRUCTION,

LIKE SOME FORSAKEN LUGE DRIVER WHO'S LOST HIS SLED?

- WHAT LUGE DRIVER?

- I CAN SEE SONNY NOW, SITTING AT HIS KITCHEN TABLE,

TREMBLING UNDER A BARE BULB, A HALF EMPTY BOTTLE OF BOURBON--

UH, NO, GIN--

NO, BOURBON--

- CAROL, JUST--JUST STOP.

NOW, HE SAID HE'D BE HERE, HE'LL BE HERE.

JUST...

JUST CALM DOWN.

- HEY, DOC, YOU'RE ON.

- WHAT, I'M ON? [stammering]

I-I-I'M ON. WHAT HAPPENED TO THE--

WHAT HAPPENED-- WHAT HAPPENED TO THE COMIC?

- [scoffs] I BOMBED. TOUGH ROOM.

- I'M NOT--I'M NOT-- I'M NOT ON.

I CAN'T BE ON. - LADIES AND GENTLEMEN,

THE JAZZ FACTORY IS PROUD TO PRESENT SONNY BAXTER

AND HARRY "DOC" WESTON.

- I'M NOT READY. WHAT AM I GONNA DO?

- YOU'RE GONNA GET OUT THERE. - I CAN'T--

LISTEN, I CAN'T DO THIS. - YOU'RE GONNA GROOVE.

YOU'RE GONNA WAIL. - I CAN'T DO THIS.

- GO! - I CAN'T--

[chuckles] OH, HI, NOW.

[applause]

[cymbal rattles]

- DADDY, DADDY.

- OH, THERE IT IS.

WELL... [muttering nervously]

WELL, YOU KNOW WHAT? LET'S--

NO, NO, THAT'S, UH-- THANK YOU. THANK YOU.

THANK YOU. I, UH-- I-I APPRECIATE IT.

WHOO! IT'S A GREAT PLEASURE TO BE, UH, BACK HERE

PLAYING MY FAVORITE CLUB, UM, THE--THE JAZZ FACTORY.

UH, LAUGH, LAUGH, LAUGH, LAUGH, LAUGH, LAUGH.

- NOW HE KNOWS HOW CHEVY CHASE MUST'VE FELT.

- YEAH, AND IT AIN'T PURTY.

- LOOK, TURBO'S TIGHTS ARE SLIPPING.

- NOW, THAT IS PURTY.

[jazz music playing]

- [plays saxophone]

THIS IS--THIS IS WHERE SONNY WOULD PLAY.

IT'S--REALLY, IT'S REALLY GREAT.

[saxophone playing]

HEY, HE'S LATE, BUT HE'S GREAT. [applause]

SONNY BAXTER!

[stops playing saxophone]

[music stops altogether] - SONNY, SONNY, SONNY, SONNY.

YOU ALL RIGHT? - I DON'T KNOW.

- WHERE--WHERE'VE YOU BEEN?

- OH, I WAS AT HARRIGAN'S BAR.

- OH, SONNY! - NO, NO, I WASN'T DRINKING.

I WAS INSTALLING A PHONE.

- HEY, YOU GUYS, ARE YOU GONNA TALK,

OR ARE YOU GONNA PLAY?

- WHAT DO YOU SAY?

- OKAY, HIT IT, GUYS. - WAIT, WAIT, WAIT A MINUTE.

WAIT A MINUTE.

I WANTED TO SAY, "HIT IT."

- HEY, SONNY, YOU GOT OLD.

- BOY, WHAT A MOUTH ON THAT ONE.

HOW'D YOU LIKE TO BE MARRIED TO THAT?

[music resumes]

[Sonny playing saxophone]

[Harry playing saxophone]

[Sonny playing saxophone]

- LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, WE HAVE A RARE TREAT TONIGHT.

A LEGENDARY BLUES STYLIST.

GIVE IT UP FOR FISHBONE PETRILLO.

[applause]

[blues music playing]

[Sophia plays harmonica]

[audience clapping in rhythm]

[music stops, cheers and applause]

- YEAH, FISHBONE.

- HEY, HEY.

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