All language subtitles for Beaches Special Edition 1988 DvDrip[Eng]-greenbud1969

Oh, the sun beats down

And burns the tar
up on the roof

And your shoes
get so hot

You wish your tired feet
were fireproof

Under the boardwatk

Down by the sea

On a blanket
with my baby

ls where l'tt be

From the park _ou hear

Happy sounds
from the carouset

You can almost taste
the hot dogs

And french fries they sett

Under the boardwatk

Down by the sea

Yeah

- On a blanket with mybaby
- On a btanket with my baby

ls where l'tt be

Under the boardwatk

Out ofthe sun

Under the boardwatk

We'tt be having some fun

Under the boardwalk
Watk

Peopte watking above

Under the boardwatk

We'tt be fatting in tove

- Under the boardwalk
- Under the boardwatk

Boardwatk

- Sound okay, CC ?
- All right.

- How was that tempo ?
- Pretty good.

You sound pretty good.
Thankyou.

Now, ifthe strings and horns
would only come here, right ?

l know. It's like
the Claude Rains Orchestra.

Message foryou, CC.

l gotta talk
to that contractor.

Diana.
Diana, get my bag.

CC. CC ?

- What about rehearsal, CC ?
- Diana, get me my bag
and my coat.

- CC, what's wrong ?
- Brett.

- Brett, l've got to go to the airport.
- Yes, ma'am. Right away.

Now.

Areyou sureyou don't want me to
takeyou up to the gate, Ms. Bloom ?

No, no, no, l'm fine.

Just tell Diana
l'll call herwhen l get there.

We tried eveything to getyou a flight
out tonight, Miss Bloom...

but it's impossible. There are no
planes landing in San Francisco.

- There's a fog.
- What doyou mean, there are
no flights landing in San Francisco ?

- Is this the modern world orwhat ?
- That's right, but even
in the modern world...

planes don't land in
San Francisco when it's foggy.

Uh, Linda, why don'tyou check about
the status ofthe fog lifting ?

- l checked five minutes ago.
- Fogs lift. Please check again.

l think it would be nice.
Miss Bloom would like
for us to make that call.

They said theywould call me
when the fog lifted.

You call them.
Get--

The car's right over here.
The keys are in it.

Here's your map
and your contract.

l checked the wipers.
They're all right.

-lt's raining all the way
up l-5, so be careful.
- Okay. Thanks.

l'm a big fan, CC.

Oh, when the sun
beats down

And burns the tar
up on the roof

And your shoes get so hot
_ou wish your tired feet

- Were fireproof
- Best hot dogs in Atlantic City.

Under the boardwatk

Down by the sea

On a blanket
with my baby

That's where l'tt be

Don't tell me.
You're lost.

l must see a hundred cases
likeyou evey day.

- You want a drag ?
- ''A drag'' ?

You know, a drag
on my cigarette.

lt'll calm your nerves.

l just want to get back
to our hotel...

but l can't remember
the name.

- Big orsmall ?
- Big.

- Ritzy or cheap ?
- l guess it's ritzy.

Does it have a fountain
in front, a pool inside...

- and a bunch offruits in monkey suits
playing violins in the lobby ?
- Yes !

Betyour ass it's ritzy.

- It's the Marlboro Blenheim.
- That's it !
Doyou know where it is ?

Yeah, l'll walkyou back
ifyou want.

Oh, yes.
Please.

Just let me put on my shoes.
Where the hell are they ?

What's your name ?

What's my name ?

l am none other than the fantastic,
world-famous...

child wonder...

CC Bloom !

Ta-da !

Hi, l'm HillayWhitney.

Don'tyou recognize me ?

No.

l do a couple ofroutines in the
Sammy Pinkers Kiddie Show.

- The what ?
- Holy mackerel, kid !

What planet
doyou live on ?

The Sammy Pinkers Showjust happens
to be the most popular show
in Atlantic City.

And l'm the most popular act
in it...

along with Iris Myandowski,
the hand-walking queer.

- Doyou want a puff?
- CC, where areyou ?

- CC !
- Don't blow a gasket, Leona.
l'm down here.

You know, when l didn't find you
in your dressing room,
you know what l thought ?

l thoughtyou were dead !

You watch too many movies,
Leona.

Come on. We gotta get back
to the theater right now.

There's a Holl_ood talent scout
wants to see your act.

- Is this your idea ofa sickjoke ?
- No, honey.

He caught the midnight show last night.
He was crazy aboutyou.

And he's looking for a kid
to star in his new movie. Let's go !

Well, don'tjust sit there.
Come on !

- This is my break into the big time.
- How many times
do l have to tell you...

don't wear that costume
on the beach ?

- l am not made ofmoney, you know.
- Get offmy back, Leona !

Oh, my God, l'm dying from
heat prostration. l can't breathe.

What areyou, a camel or something ?
Come on, Skedaddle ! l gotta have a sip !

Who is that woman ?

What woman ?

That's no woman,
that's my mother.

- Let's go, Leona !
- l'm coming. l am spritzing
from here to high heaven.

- Come on !
- l'm coming !

l've got splinters
in my toes.

Ox, God,
l hateAtlantic City!

- What's this one's name ?
- Bloom. CC Bloom.

- CC Boom, it sounds like a stripper.
- Not CC Boom. Bloom. Bloom.

Hit it, toots.

You got to give a little
Take a tittte

And let your poor heart
break a tittte

That's the story of

That's the gtory oftove

Oh,_eah
You got to taugh a tittte

Cry a tittte

Until the clouds roll by
a tittte

That's the story of

That's the gtory oftove

As long as there's
the two ofus

We've got the world
and att its charms

And when the world
is through with us

We've got
each other's arms

You've got to win a tittte

Lose a tittte

And always have the blues
a tittte

That's the story of

That's the gtory oftove

My mama told me
that's the gtory of

Love

Oh, great.
Really.

CC.

CC, come here
and meet Mr. Melman.

- Hi, Mr. Melman.
- Hi, CC.

Mr. Melman came all the way
from Holl_ood--

lris Myandowski's
auditioning too ?

Hey, CC, it wouldn't
be fair not to let--

- l thought it wasjust me, Leona !
- It was, sweetie.

But Mrs. Myandowski wants
her little girl to have--

She found out from you, didn't she ?
You were bragging again.

- Weren'tyou, Leona !
- l'm so proud ofyou, sweetheart.

lris is ready,
Mr. Melman.

- What a beautiful child.
- l told you.

Who cares
what she looks like ?

All she knows how to do
is walk on her hands.

- It's your fault ! It's your
fault they picked her !
- Please, don't say that.

- l can't breathe.
- It should have been me !

- You keep bragging about me !
You gotta stop !
- Eveybody's gonna hear.

- You're ruining my career !
- Honey, look,
l'm gonna have an attack.

- l hate Iris Myandowski !
- l'm having palpitations.

You're always sory !
Just leave me alone !

- Leave me alone !
- Please, will you stop it, honey ?

Look, l'm all flushed.
What areyou doing to me ?

- Calm down, honey. Please.
- She got thejob. l didn't.

- l didn't mean to brag.
- Iris Myandowski's
a hand-walking queer.

Please, CC.
Please, stop it.

- Honey, please.
- l hate my life.

Now, come on.
Get out ofthere.
Where areyou ?

Come on, CC.

What doyou say,
wejust pack it in...

and we go back
to the Bronx, huh ?

You could hang out
at the pool with the other kids.
You could seeyour daddy.

And then, maybe
your daddywill takeyou
to Mr. Cohen's candy store.

You'll have a nice malted and those
little chocolate-covered
cherries you like.

Wouldn't that be a nice idea,
honey ?

Don'tyou want to go home,
baby ?

Come on, give me a smile,
honey, huh ?

Okay, Leona.
Let's go home.

Okay.

l'll be right back.

Yoo-hoo, Mr. Pinkers !
The Blooms are quitting.

Find another kid
to work for bubkes.

Personally...

l thinkwalking on your hands
is kind ofcreepy.

Yeah ?

And you're the best singer
l ever saw.

Yeah.

- You ready ?
- Ready.

Bunny rabbit.

How'd my hair come out ?

This is your half. and my address
is on the back.

lt doesn't say
San Francisco.

That's because l don't live
exactly in San Francisco.

l livejust outside,
in Atherton.

l live exactly in the Bronx, but l'm
Ieaving when l'm a big star.

- Thanks, mister.
- Anytime.

l'd like to buyyou a soda
forwalking me back.

Sure. Bread and butter.

What are we
doing here ?

We're getting ice cream sodas.
Come on.

There were sodas
on the boardwalk.

You'll love
the sodas here.

But people are looking
at me.

- Sowhat ?
-What doyou mean,
sowhat ?

- So, they'll probably kick me out
ofa place like this.
- They can't.

Just a minute, you two.
You can't sit here.

- Oh. l toldyou.
- Yes, we can.

My name's HillayWhitney, and
l'm staying here with my father...

and l want
a chocolate soda.

Want doyou want, CC ?

Whatever she's having.

Certainly, Miss Whitney.

- So how'd you do that ?
- Easy. My father's rich.

And your mother's
not rich ?

She died when
l was a little girl.

Oh.

Willyou write to me
i_ Sa_ Fra_cisco ?

Sure, but how comeyou want me
to write toyou so much ?

Areyou crazy ? Youjust happen
to be the most fantastic person...

- l've ever met in my entire life !
- l am ?

l almost cried
when you started singing...

That's the story of
That's the gtory oftove

Hillay, don't sing.

Hillay,
what areyou doing ?

Having a soda with CC,
Aunt Vesta.

l got lost and she showed me
the way back after her
''Gloy of Love'' number.

Her ''Gloy of Love'' number ?

Your father and l have been
Iooking foryou for hours.

We werejust about
to call the police.

Uh, listen, maybe we shouldjust
forget about the sodas, you know ?

lfl don't go back, Leona will
start foaming at the mouth.

Oh, my. Come, Hillay.

Come on.

- Whatever they had, charge it
to the room.
- They didn't have anything, ma'am.

Look, l'm sory l got to go.
That's myAunt Vesta.

l'm glad she's not
myAunt Vesta.

Here, little girl.
Now, go home.

What's this for ?

lt will keepyou
honest.

Be sure to keep
in touch, CC. Okay ?

Well, sure.
We're friends, aren't we ?

You shouldn't playwith that
strange little child.

-Well, who am l going to playwith ?
- Me.

You like to play bridge.

Ta-da !

Dear CC, we're spending
the summer at our beach house.

lt's vey peaceful here. l get
to ride horses and think a lot.

l miss you. It's fun to have
somebody to be sillywith.

Ride ?
All l ride is the subway.

Leona won't pay for me
to go toJuilliard...

so l have to keep taking
dancing and singing...

from MissJean Kayton,
the freaky, fat vaudeville star.

The studio's in the cellar, which
means you only graduate...

when you're tall enough
to hityour head on the ceiling.

P.S. l hate my hair.

Okay, then we have Hillay
Whitney on Little Clementine.

Stop daydreaming, Hillay.
Let's go.

Dear CC,
Sometimes l get sick ofwords...

like ''proper;' ''well-bred;'
''cultured.''

l go through life thinking
eveyone's watching me.

Are they ?

Well, things are pretty good
in the Bronx.

l hate school, and l like
taking singing lessons.

l got to sing at my father's
dy cleaning convention.

l was a hit.
Seeyou later, alligator.

Cecilia Carol Bloom.

Dear CC, l've decided
to study law...

and l'm convinced l'll have
some effect on the world...

rather than end up in a mindless
woman's club like myAunt Vesta.

l ended up
choosing Stanford...

because four generations ofWhitneys
went there, all men, ofcourse.

But, mainly, l have to confess,
because it's co-ed.

DearWASP Queen...

Leona gave me a great present
for my 21 st birthday.

She moved to Miami.

l'm on my own now, and
l've got a flat, a can ofmace
and a subscription to Variety.

l'm all set. P.S. How's college life ?
Aren'tyou doneyet ?

Now is the month ofMay

Dear CC, l went
on my first protest march...

and my father
called me a radical.

He doesn't understand
the whole world's falling apart
while he's playing golf.

Sory my trip east
didn't work out, but Dadjust
wasn't feeling well enough.

Will l ever seeyou again ?

Call orwrite soon, will you ?
Love, Hillay.

l wasjust about
to commit suicide...

by taking an overdose
ofvitamin A...

when your letter arrived telling me
l'm a genius and don't lose heart.

l've decided to live, even though
l never get anywork...

l've got no agent, and l'm deeply
Ionely during this festive season.

Thankyou. Next, CC Bloom.

Let's move along, kids.
Okay ?

From, uh, from letter ''G.''

Andjust kind ofmedium,
not too bright.

- Hi.
- Hi. Go.

You got to win a little
Lose a tittte

And always have the blues
a tittte

That's the gtory of

That's the story oftove

My mama told me
that's the gtory oftove

Mery Christmas.
Next, T. Kuhn.

Whatever will be
witt be

The future's not ours
to see

Ah, who needs Broadway ?

l thinkwhat l really am
is ajazz singer.

At least, that's what
l'm gonna ty to be this week.

l got ajob at a nightclub.
It's a hot spot,
and l'm packing 'em in.

How's lawyer life ?

By fashion and fopp'ry

l'm never discussed

Attending the ''opree''
My box woutd be a bust

l nevershall have
that Park Avenue air

But l'm in such health
Why shoutd l care

The hip that l shake
Doesn't make peopte stare

But l've got such health
What do l care

The sight ofmy props
Never stops a thoroughfare

But l still got my health
So what do l care

Your face is your fortune
So some wise man spoke

My face is my fortune
That's why l'm totatty broke

Myship ain't come in
but l grin white l bear

'Cause l've got
my vitami_s

A,B,C,D

E,F,G,H

l stitt have my

Got no diamonds
Got no weatth

l got no man
but l got my heatth

Thankyou. Thankyou.
You'rejust too, too kind.

Thankyou, guys.

Did you catch that set,
Hary ?

Those people were crazy
about me, so l was, uh--

- l was wondering ifyou could
Iend me 50 bucks till payday ?
- No.

What the hell is this, a piano bar
or a Nazi work camp ?

l'm singing my heart out
for bubkes, peanuts !

l'm living on dog food,
and you can't give me 50
Iousy bucks you already owe me.

Hary, you--
You're an angel, honey.

lfyour mother hadn't been such
a bitch, we could have shared
something important.

Last call.

Grace,
give me a Stinger.

- Hary's buying.
Ain't that right, Har ?
- Mm-hmm.

CC Bloom ?

Yeah ?

Oh, God. l've dreamt about
this moment for so long.

l can't believe we're actually
in the same room together.

Look, honey, l don't know
whatyou're after...

but ifit's what l think it is,
you're not my type,
compre_ez-vous ?

Don'tyou recognize me ?

Whitney ?

HillayWhitney ?

l don't believe this !

Hary, doyou
believe this ?

We've been writing letters
since we were 1 1 years old.

- What areyou doing here in New York ?
- l don't know.

l-l just walked out
on my life.

l-l-l've been feeling
suffocated foryears,
but l couldn't stand it anymore.

Today-- It's funny how
that happens, isn't it ?

l just-- l woke up this morning
and l thought, ''This is it !''
And l left.

Myjob, my father,
my apartment.

Your money too ?

l hadn't thought about it,
but, yeah, l guess my money too.

- Well, so what ? You're here !
- So what ?

Well, come back to the storeroom.
That's where l change my clothes.

- Shall l leave my bags here ?
- Areyou crazy ? No !

Come on, this is New York.
Hary, give us a hand
with the bags.

- l've got a bad back.
- You've got a bad attitude.

- l've come this far.
- Come here. Let me helpyou.

l likeyour tail.

You know, l really appreciate
the offer, but l'm sure l can
find a place on my own.

ln this neighborhood ?
Never !

- No ?
- Besides,you're broke.

And Leona would have a heart attack
ifl didn't inviteyou to stay.

She lives in Miami.
She'd never know.

Hi, Marge.
How's life treating you ?

Hmm. Marge, you ought
to cut down on the gasoline.

lt's bad
for the complexion.

- She could be dead.
- Nah.

lfshe was dead, she would
have dropped the bottle.

Oh, here we go.

_e__me a chez moi.

Geez,
it's cold in here.

l guess old Armand...

forgot to send the heat up.

Send the heat up !

Creep. CrazyTurk.

This is where Leona sleeps
when she visits.

You can have that bed.

And, uh,
this is where l sleep.

Oh, God.

- So, all the comforts ofhome, huh ?
- A bathtub ?

Oh, yeah.
We got eveything.

l got eveything but heat.

Armand ! Send up the heat !

What a bum.
All right, here's the toilee.

Wait !

For no extra money--
Look.

What doyou think ?
A veranda, a patio.

Shit.
It's a gale out there.

So, what doyou think ?

Well, l-- l know it's not
Buckingham Palace,
but it's home to me.

You don't understand.
l'm cying because l'm happy.

ltjust hit me
that l'm free.

You don't know
what it's been like for me.

My father controlled eveything
l did, even down to the kind
oflaw l practiced.

And now, for the first time
in my life, l'm doing exactly
what l want to do...

rather than what
l've been trained to do.

l feel like shouting,
''Free at last, free at last !

Thank God Almighty,
l'm free at last !''

So...

areyou always
like this ?

- No.
- Good. Thenyou can stay.

Come on !
Let's put this bed out.

l t's almost 1 O:30.
So what doyou think?

You gonna be long ?

- Not ifl can help it.
-Thenyou want me
towait foryou ?

Don'tyou really think
you ought to wait ?
l am dressed like a rabbit.

All right.

Yeah, butyou gotta hury because l got
to be at this rent strike rally in an hour.

All right. l'll sing
one song fordarling bunny boy.
l'll be out like a flash.

- Do l lookokay ?
- Here it is.

- Are my ears on straight ?
What about my hair ?
- Yeah. It looks fine.

You're gonna be great.

- Break a leg, CC.
- Oh, you sound so silly
when you say that.

lfyou call me Bugs,
you're dead.

l hate my life.

Just a minute.

Message for the birthday boy from
his darling bunny girl, Barbara.

From mywhat ?

l don't write it, pal.
l just deliver it.

Happy, happy birthday
bunny boy

love's kind offunny
with a bunny boy

He loves me so hard
He's my bundte ofjoy

l tryto go tosleep
but it'sjust no use

'Cause all he really wants
to do is reproduce

Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday
darting_ohnny

Happy birthday
to you

''Love, from your darling
bunny girl, Barbara.''

Hey, wait a minute.

Nope. l onlydo
encores forcash.

You know, you've got
a great voice.

Oh, yeah ?
Thanks.

- Why doyou wasteyour time
doing this ?
- l can't help myself.

l love to get dressed up like
a rabbit and go out in public.

Well, is there anyplace
l can seeyourwork or--

l'll be at Gramercy Park at 4:OO
this afternoon in a chicken suit.

- This is yours.
- Thankyou.

l'mJohn Pierce.

l'm Brer Rabbit.

Okay. Well, it was nice
to meetyou Brer Rabbit,
you and yourvoice.

Well, l'm not really Brer Rabbit,
but l guess you knew that.

l'm really Cecilia Bloom.
How doyou do ?

Hello.

You've got a hell
ofa paw-shake there, Cecilia.

Happy birthday.

Thankyou.

- Haveyou ever done any acting ?
- Me ? Oh, yeah.

- l've done summer stock
since l was a kid.
- You're kidding.

l run a little theater
on the West Side...

and we're always looking
for someone with a strong voice.

Would you be interested
in auditioning ?

Yeah, sure.

- What's the name ofthe company ?
- The Falcon Players.

- CC !
-Yeah,yeah,yeah !Just a sec !

The Falcon Players ?
l've seen some ofthe shows
you've sent up to Broadway.

l saw that playwhere the guy
was buried in sand up to his neck.

- Yeah.
- Vey deep.

- l directed that.
- And successful. You did ? Wow.

- So when doyou want to see me ?
When doyou want me to come in ?
- Friday at 4:OO.

- Great, great.
- Ifyou want me to drive,
we have to leave now.

- l'm sory to be so abrupt.
l'm late for an appointment.
- He's a director.

- Hi. Really ? A director ?
-This is my roommate.

- l'm HillayWhitney.
Nice to meetyou.
-John Pierce. Nice to meetyou.

You're late forwhat ?
You're late for an audition ?

Audition ? No. l'm-l'm
an attorneywith theA.C.L.U.

An attorney ?
Oh. l--

l just thought because
you look so good, l thought
you were auditioning.

Well, we have
to be going now.

- Bye.
- Nice meeting you,John.

You've got to get
to that rent strike, Hillay.
The poor are waiting.

Well, yeah, it's only two lines, but
they're fraught with meaning.

Look, l've got an entrance
and an exit.

l gotta look special.

What doyou think ?

Oh, it's gorgeous !

Do l look like Marilyn ?
l don't look a thing like Marilyn.

My turn.
How is it ?

- Hillay, it's exactly the same color.
- What's wrong ?

No, it isn't. No.

Youjust spent two hours dying
your hair exactly the same color.

lt's a subtle difference.

l don't think so.

She says that
she's feeling ill...

and that she's pregnant
and he did it.

- You gonna take this tramp's
word over mine ?
- Don't wory about it.

- l already took care ofit.
- What doyou mean,
you already took care ofit ?

- l called in the doctor.
- And we know what that means,
don't we ?

Why don'tyoujust shut up ?
The warden knows what
he's doing.

- The doctor is here.
- Thankyou, guard.

- l'm not gonna letyou
get awaywith that.
- Wait a minute. We cut that line.

- Hey, would you show her the script ?
- Listen, can l say Slavic--

Pop up all the blues
and see what we have on this.

Let's see it.

l, uh, l'm playing
a prison guard on death row.

l know.
l did the casting.

Well, l thought
l'd have a better part.

- Notyet.
- But this isn't me.

Well, act like it is.

He hates my hair.

Tell me the truth.
l mean, really, really
tell me the truth.

- All right.
- Doyou think l'm really, truly--

Get out ofhere.

Doyou think l'm really,
truly talented...

or doyou think l'm only
moderately talented ?

l thinkyou're truly talented.
l've told you this at least
eight million times.

Yes, l know, but maybeyou
were only being nice.

l mean, how do l knowyou
really mean it and you're
notjust being nice ?

l mean it! Gin !

- Now let's get back to the laundy.
- Oh, Hillay.

- l'll never forget this
as long as l live.
- What ?

You doing the laundy
for me.

l mean, l hate to do laundy more
than anything in thewholeworld...

and l think this is
probably the nicest thing
anybodyeverdid for me.

A man would never
do this foryou, no matter
how much he loved you.

God rest ye merry genttemen

Let nothing you dismay

Remember Christ our Savior

Was born on Christmas Day

Tosave us all
from Satan's power

When we were gone astray

O tidings ofcomfort andjoy

Comfort andjoy

Otidings
ofcomfortandjoy

All right, let's sing ''O Come
All Ye Faithful'' in Latin.

- No.
- Oh, please. l sang all those
dreidel songs foryou.

- One dreidel song.
You sang one dreidel song.
- That's enough.

- Well--
- Come on, Hillay, l'm tired.

- l want to go to sleep.
l have a cold.
- All right.

- Good night.
- Good night, Hill.

ln Bethtehem

Hillay, the Waterman case
is on the phone.

- Theywant to know--
- No, no, no, no. Tell them
l'll discuss it in court.

- Okay, okay.
- l'm sory, he's not in.

Good morning, A.C.L.U.
Yes, hold on a moment, please.

All right,
Mrs. Thomas, you canjust
ignore the eviction notices.

l found out that
your landlord's been served
with enough citations...

from the Health Department
to wallpaperyour house.

Guess who got the lead in
the Falcon Players' new musical ?

Certainly not
the hand-walking queer !

-This is it ! This is it !
- l know.

Doyou feel it ? l feel it !
Oh ! l'm so happy foryou !

Okay, stand by, smoke.

l am the captain

And this is my shrine

Lord ofthe manor

See what l teave behind

A river in flames

Citiesonfire

Yes, l'm a retic
trapped in the wire

H_drogenfuet

lt burns so ctean

Throbs in the veins

Of my betoved machine

She is mywife

Her mechanicat heart

Constantly serving
titt death do us part

Now our gtorious war
draws to a ctose

The _ettow winds btow

And l have to know

Oh, Industry

Whatever will become
of me

Oh, Industry

Whatever will become
of me

Of me

lndustry, charity, faith
Oh

lndustry, charity, faith
Oh

lndustry, charity, faith
Oh

Great !

Well, l didn't understand
one damn thing in that play.

- That was the worst.
- Oh, Frank.
How can you say that ?

- It was brilliance. Brilliance.
- Get out of here.

- Were we at the same play ?
- It was avant-garde at its best.

Mom, l'm showing you
how they make the smoke.

ln the office, where
he stashed the 1 5 cases
he bought this afternoon.

- They taught him how to do it
at Carnegie Tech.
- It's the strangest thing...

but l just can't shake the feeling
that l knowyou well.

l know, l feel the same way
aboutyou. Why is that ?

Well, that's obvious.
You must have met
in a former life.

l don't suppose it has anything
to do with the fact l talk about
the two ofyou incessantly.

- Okay, eveybody, this is it !
- They're here.

All right,
takeyour time.

- l got it.
- Hill, l can't stand it.

Listen, listen. ''_ohn Pierce gives us
a probing musical attack...

at automation, industy
and the dehumanization
ofthe American worker.''

''Earth Mother Bloom is a veritable
Hannah Arendt ofsong.''

-Who's that ? Is she a singer ?
- No. She's a, she--

No, a sociologist- philosopher-radical.
It's a positive review.

- Positive.
-_he Times. _he Times sa_s...

''CC Bloom's performance is both
promising and purposeful.''

l propose a toast
to a great writer...

and to a wonderful
company.

- Where's the music ?
- Yeah, let's party!

-To a long run.
-A real long run.

And to a great director,
John.

- A great--
- Okay, CC.

Will you take a picture
with my cousins here ?

Just get in there.
Good, good, good.

Okay, now smile.

More champagne, CC ?

- You've got to get me
out ofhere !
- Be quiet, lady. Be quiet.

- l'm not drunk!
-Yes,you are.
Come on, let's go.

- You'll get a cup ofcoffee,
sleep it off. feel better.
- Don't touch me !

- Shut up !
- Relax and calm down.
Now get in the house.

- l don't have to sleep anything off!
- Go ahead.

l'll tell you for the last time,
l wasn't the ringleader !

- Marge.
- Huh ?

Have a drink on me.
l was a big hit.

My God,
what happened toyou ?

l went for a swim...

in the Central Park boating pond
with my real friends.

Did you sleep
with him ?

Yes, l did.

What a snake.

So, did the two ofyou
fall in love ?

l don't know.
It was incredibly romantic.

We went to the Plaza.
We drank champagne.

l think he's the most attractive
man l've ever met in my life.

You and your
feminist principles.

l know howyou feel about him.
l feel sick about what l've done.

l showed a complete lack
ofcharacter.

Sexual attraction has nothing
to do with character...

unless-- unless you're
Eleanor Roosevelt.

You mean, you would have
done the same thing ?

Me ? Never.

l'd never do something
that heartless to a friend.

- l swear,
l'll never see him again.
- Oh, who areyou kidding ?

Besides
what's the diff_rence ?

The fact is, he doesn't
even know l'm alive.

Looks like he's crazy
aboutyou.

What are we gonna do ?

l don't know.

You want me to move out ?

What do l wantyou
to move out for ?

l'm used toyou.

Besides, ifit hadn't been you, it
would have been some other girl.

Will you still water my plants
while l'm gone ?

- Where areyou going ?
- l told you, San Francisco.
My father's sick.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, sure.
We're friends, aren't we ?

Hey, Hill,John says l'm
outgrowing the Falcon Players,
and l ought to move on.

What doyou think ?
Where am l gonna go ?

l'm soryyou had to let go
ofyourjob at the A.C.L.U.,
but, geez, don't give up.

Your fatherwill be better soon,
and you'll be back.

Dear Ceece, l miss you.

l miss shopping at Bergdorfs.
l miss our facials.

What can l say ?
l'm now the adult,
and my father's the child.

l'm also dating a young lawyer,
Michael Essex.

He's got good breeding and a good
personality and good body.

Hillay, you'll never believe it.
l got offered a Broadway revue.

lt's called ''Sizzle.''
It's in the worst possible taste.

lt's vulgar, it's gross, it's dirty,
and you know what ?

lt's gonna make me
a huge star.

-All right, what do l do ?
- Let me showyou
how to hold it.

Put three fingers down and
make a circle. Stick the cue
through the circle.

- Okay, all right.
-Just go for the ten. Here.

Make that--

- Ooh, l like this.
Look, it came back.
- Prettygood.

Okay, that's it. That's all you get.
Stop. Wait. Stop.

l like the sound.
It's a great little sound.

Click. Click, click.

So, you hear anything
about Hillay ?

Um, her father
took a turn for the worst...

and she has to stay in San Francisco
a little longer than she thought.

You play.
l'll just watch.

- You mean, play alone ?
- Yeah, you do that pretty good.

Dear Ceece,
l thought it over and l feel you
should be true to your talent...

and not be seduced
by the money of Broadway.

By the way,
how are my plants doing ?

l gotta tell you, girls,
you don't look that good.

l wish you'd cheer up.

She'll be back soon.
l miss her too.

Now, come on,John, what do
we need signers for ?

How many deafpeople
are gonna come see our show ?

Three. Three deafpeople
always come to see any show.

Will you get out ofmy office ?
l don't want to talk
about it anymore.

- CC ! CC, come on.
-What ?

- Hi, Bill. What's the matter ?
- Come, come in here. Come.

Where the heckwereyou
all dayyesterday ?

Shopping. Why ?

- Why ? l must have tried
to call you a billion times.
- No kidding ?

My machine must be broken.
l wonderwho else called.

What's the matter ?
What did you want ?

- l don't know.
- You don't know ?

l guess l missed you.

That's a nice thing to say.

- You want to have dinner tonight
again after the show ?
- Yeah. Yeah.

- Like a real date ?
- Real.

- Semi-date.
- Whatever.

Okay.

Any news
about the funeral ?

The funeral.
Well--

The funeral was yesterday,
and she's gonna stay
a little while longer...

to settle the estate
with her father's lawyer.

That's all l know.

-Well, Hillay, l did it.
- Bye, Mr.--

l'm leaving the Falcon Players
next month...

to start that bawdy revue
l told you about,
the one called ''Sizzle.''

l knowyou don't approve,
but, hey, l'm gonna be rich.

l can't wait.

Suicide.

Dear CC, Well, l did it.

l'm Mrs. Michael Essex.

Michael wasn't
just my father's lawyer.

He was the son
my father never had.

And in his final days, it gave him
greatjoy to see us together.

The ceremonywas beautiful...

and ourwedding reception
small but lovely.

The only flaw
was your absence.

But l understand
the show must go on.

By the way, how'sJohn ?

Doyou see much ofhim
socially ?

Last night, when
we were making love...

did you say
you loved me ?

What ?

l thought l heard you say
you loved me.

Did you ?

Yes, l did.

ls that usual ?

What doyou mean ?

l mean, is it part
ofyour routine ?

Doyou say it
to eveybody ?

l don't have a routine, CC.

l haven't said it to anybody
in ten years.

ls that true ?

l'm a womanizer, CC.
l'm not a liar.

That's great...

'cause l have
the most wonderful idea.

For richer or poorer,
in sickness and in health,
till death doyou part.

CC andJohn,
by the powervested in me
by the state of New York...

l now pronounceyou
man and wife.

By the way,
you may kiss the bride.

Here's your tape.

l've got to get back
to my lunch.

- What did you do that for ?
- This is the happiest moment
ofmy life.

l don't everwantyou
to forget it.

Does that make any sense ?

Perfect.
l t makes perfect sense.

l know you by heart

That's CC Bloom's
biggest hit of 1 988.

Thousands ofCC's fans
were disappointed last night
when her concert was rained out.

lnsiders sayshe'd left earlier
for personal reasons,
but whatever the reason...

all money will be refunded
and the concert rescheduled
for a tater date.

Putt over, ptease.

- She's running ten minutes late.
- l waited a year for this play.

Hillay.

Hillay,
the curtain's going up.

Oh, sory, Michael.

And now we takeyou back
to 1 9th centuy Bavaria...

for a vey sad stoy about two
ofmy favorite subjects:

industrial theft
and bosoms !

Otto Titsling
inventor and Kraut

Had nothing
to get very worked up about

His inventions were failures
His future seemed bteak

He _ed to the opera
at teast twice a week

One night at the opera
He saw an Aida

Whose bust was so big
it woutd often impede her

Bug-eyed, he watched her
fatt into the pit

Done in by the weight
ofthose terribte tits

Oh, myGod
There she btows

Aerodynamicatty
this girt was a mess

Otto eyeballed the diva lying
comatose amongst the reeds

And he suddenly felt the _re
ofinspiration flood his sout

He ran back to his workshop where
he futzed and futzed and futzed

For Otto Titsling
had found his quest

To lift and mold
the femate breast

To point the small ones
to the sky

To keep the big ones
high and dry

Every night
he'd sweat and snort

Searching for
the right support

He tried some string
and paper ctips

Hey, he even tried
his own two tips

Well, he stitched and he slaved
and he staved and he stitched

Until _nally one night
in the wee hours ofmorning

Otto arose from his
workbench triumphant, _es

He had invented the world's
_rst over-the-shoulder
boutder-hotder

Hooray

Exhausted, but ecstatic
Otto ran out to the diva

Bearing the prototype
in his hot tittte hand

But little
did Otto know

At the moment
ofhis greatest triumph

lurking under the diva's bed
was none other

Than the veryworst
ofthe French patent thieves

Phittipe De Brassiere

And Phil was watching the
scene with a great deat ofinterest

later that night
white ourAida stept

lnto the wardrobe
Phittipe softty crept

He fumbled through knickers
and corsets gatore

Till he found Otto's tit sling
and he ran out the door

Crying,''Oh, myGod
Whatjoy,what btiss''

''l'm gonna make me
a mittion from this''

''Every woman in the world
witt want to buy one''

''l will have
att the goods''

''Manufactured in Taiwan''

Ooh !

The result
ofthis swindte

ls pointedty ctear

Doyou buy a Titsting

Or do you buy
a Brassiere

Hoo !

Listen, l've got a racquetball
court in the morning.

So we go in, say hello, a quick
dinner and back to the hotel
nice and early, right ?

- We already agreed on that.
- And let's be sure to tell her how
wonderful we thought the show was.

- You are going to be civil,
aren't you ?
- Ofcourse l'm going to be civil.

She's yourvey best friend
in the whole wide world, right ?

Ta-da ! l can't believe
it's reallyyou.

l'm so happy
to seeyou again.

Oh, Hillay, Hillay.
And you.

- This is Michael.
- Oh, hello, Michael.

- You were fabulous tonight.
- Oh, it's so exciting
to finally meetyou.

That Otto thing thatyou did--
l really enjoyed it.

Stay, stay,
Arthur. Stay.

Stay. Arthur, Arthur,
back to the bedroom.

Back ! You're
embarrassing me, you idiot !

Get back ! Go back,
you brain-damaged bag ofbones
or l'll haveyou gassed !

- This is quite an apartment.
- Oh, doyou like it ?
l'm so glad.

Naturally, ofcourse, we're paying
through the nose for it, but...

really l think it's worth
evey single penny.

We're leasing, but we have
an option to buy.

lt's so close
to the theater and the stores.

Rememberwhen we said we wouldn't
be caught dead above 1 4th Street ?

l couldn't bear that downtown
squalor one more second.

But enough about me.
Let's talk aboutyou.

What doyou think ofme ?

No, tell me the truth.
What did you think ofthe show ?

Areyou kidding ? We loved it.
Especially that Otto--

Stay, stay !
Stay, stay, stay.

Good boy.
Stay.

-John.
- Oh, my God. Hillay.

l haven't seen you since
the night that play opened.

Yeah, it's been
a long time.

John. John. Come, you haven't met
Michael Essex, Hillay's husband.

This is my husband,
John Pierce.

So, Hillay, what doyou
think ofthe place, huh ?

Not exactly the old dump
on Avenue ''A;' huh ?

No, it's not.
It's all so new.

Yeah. New.

No, l don't miss
practicing law at all.

But it meant
so much toyou.

lt's a little difficult having
two lawyers in the same household.

Somebody's got to do
the entertaining.

Hillay, really, truly,
you were devoted.

l thoughtyou were.
The poor man's friend,
you know ?

Yeah, l'm still
the poor man's friend.

- Taxi !
- l guess you are. John.

There are lots ofways
to be the poor man's friend.

- Let the doorman do that.
-John, tell me what
you've been doing with yourself.

Oh, living the high life
with hi-ho here.

- He looks good, doesn't he ?
- Yeah.

The theater's mounted a lot ofnew,
successful productions this year.

- We're vey lucky. l bet.
- l bought thejacket.

Yeah. Ifl was in the theater,
l'd want to bejust likeyou.

l would. You have
an integrity that seems
Iacking in so many others.

So what doyou do all day
now thatyou're a housewife ?

l mean, don'tyou get bored
sitting around all day ?

No, because l don't sit around
the house all day. l'm extremely busy.

- Doing what ?
- l beg your pardon ?

How doyou keep busy ?
Doing what ?

What is this, CC,
the Spanish Inquisition ?

We haven't seen each other
for a while. l just want
to know how she spends her time.

- Is that a crime ?
-l don't know.
Is that a crime, Michael ?

l don't know. You're the lawyer.
Is that a crime ?

l spend my time working
on various charities.

l'm on the board oftheJunior
League, the Stately Homes
Preservation Society.

- l'm a docent at the art museum.
- She's a docent. She docents.

Excuse me. There's someone
bigger than you here tonight.

- You've got
your horticulture classes.
- Horticulture classes.

You may not be aware ofit,
but gardening's an art.

Hey, who's criticizing ?
Just soyou're happy.

l am.
l'm vey, vey happy.

- Miss Bloom ! Good to seeyou.
- Hi.

- Mr. Pierce. How areyou ?
- How areyou, Nicky ?

-Just a second. l have
your favorite table ready.
- Great.

Vey happy.

- This is the toast
of Broadway: CC Bloom.
- Hi. Nice to seeyou.

- Who's winning ?
- l am.

By quite a bit.

l'm home !

- In here.
- Arthur, get down. Get down !

You're still playing cards ?
You were playing cards
when l left this morning.

- So ?
-You want to stop maybe
and have a late lunch ?

- No, l don't. Doyou, Hillay ?
- No, thanks.

Arthur !

- This is a great color
on me, isn't it ?
- l guess.

-Well, is it or isn't it ? Be specific.
- No, it isn't.

lt makes you look like a corpse.
Is that specific enough foryou ?

May l have a tissue, please ?

Thankyou.

- Hill, l have a great idea.
Let's get a facial.
- Oh, l can't.

Michael's conference ends
in an hour, and then we have
to leave for the airport.

- l wish l could.
- Maybe next time.

Oh, Hill, look.
Isn't this divine ?

lt's so sweet.

l can't wait
to have a baby.

l know whatyou mean.

-You do ?
- Ofcourse l do.

- Whywouldn't l ?
- l don't know.

l just thought someone likeyou
wouldn't care about children.

You're so obsessed
with your career and all.

l'm not obsessed.

Just because l work
doesn't mean ''someone like me''
doesn't want to have children.

Well, wanting them
and caring for them properly
are two different things.

lt's a full-timejob.

For some people.

Yes, the ones that take
the responsibility seriously...

and don'tjust have children to
grati_ their overweening egos.

- Can l showyou something ?
- No, thankyou.

What the hell
is going on here ?

- Would you please
Ioweryourvoice ?
- No, l won't.

l want to know what's eating you.
You have been a total bitch
ever sinceyou came to New York.

l could say
the same thing aboutyou.

- l've simply been reacting toyou.
- For God's sake, don'tyou get it ?

We've grown apart.
It happens to the best offriends.

lt's happened to us.
We might as well face it.

- You're ridiculous.
- l'm ridiculous ?

We haven't grown apart.
You'_e fallen apart.

l don't think l care to pursue this.
So long, CC. Take care.

Why, you stuck-up
little witch !

- When your father died, he took
the best ofyou with him.
- Don't make a scene.

You tried to be an interesting person
for a while, but look atyou now.

You've completely
reverted to type.

You're nothing but a small-minded,
tight-ass little snob these days !

How would a pretentious
little climber likeyou know that ?

- Experience.
- ''Experience'' ?

- l know what's eating you too.
- Really ? What's eating me ?

- Plain, old-fashionedjealousy.
-Jealousy ? Jealousy ?

What am l jealous of?
Your insane ambition ?
No, it must beyour new money.

No, l-l'm jealous
ofyour marriage ofconvenience.

That must be it.

Mywhat ?

Aren'tyou afraid
you got him by default ?

Maybe l am.

But at least
l belong to myself...

which is more
than l can say foryou.

l'm doing what
l set out to do. Remember ?

l'm living the lifeyou didn't
have the courage for.

So don't give me
you're notjealous.

You're sojealous
you can hardly breathe.

Can l helpyou
with something ?

Oh, no.
No, thanks.

Ladies and genttemen...

the captain has turned off
the seat bett sign.

Please feel free
to move about the cabin...

but we do suggest,
foryour own safety...

that you keep your seat belt
fastened white seated.

- l'll be right back.
- Okay.

Butwhatwill l do
without a best friend ?

You've got me.

lt's not the same.

Dear Hill...

Stop sending
my letters back.

l have to talk toyou.

Okay, okay, so we had a fight.
So what ?

Let's make up.

John and l are having
such a terrible time lately.

l don't know
what's the matter with him.
My career's going so well.

Come on, Hill, lighten up.

l'm your only ethnic friend.

Please, Hill, keep in touch.

Love, CC.

Sory. Coming home
for dinner tonight ?

Um, no, sweetie.
l don't think so.

- l'm swamped with work.
- Work, yeah.

- What's on your-- Uh--
- What about-- Sory.

- You were--
- l just wondered whatyou were
going to be doing today.

Me ? l'm going
to myexercise class...

and l'm going
to buya wrench.

A wrench ?
Why ?

We don't have one.

Well, super.

Sounds good.

- Bye.
- Bye-bye.

l don't think
l'll be too late. Bye.

J
Isn't it nice here in Miami
Arthur ?

Maybeyou ought to think about
moving down here. What doyou say ?

Are we thereyet ?

The neighbor said the beach
across from the Fontainebleau.

Don't wory.
l wait with the puppy.

CC ! CC, my baby!

l don't believe
that it's you !

Y-You-You're a gift from God !
You're a dream !

- You're a dream come true for me !
- l just sawyou last month.

- Who is that ?
- CC Bloom. So eveyone should look ?

- This is my daughter, CC Bloom,
the Broadway star.
- CC, can we haveyour autograph ?

Skedaddle. My friends: Mrs. Valdez,
Mrs. Cohen, Mr. Levine.

- He's in bagels.
- It's a distinct pleasure.

Could you give me five minutes ?
We want to talk.

- Take a dip.
- Nice meeting you.

- Sit down.
- She's a real star.

What doyou mean, you left him ?
What happened ?

After only threeyears,
you left him ?

Was it anotherwoman ?

lt's not a soap opera, Leona.
Eveything with you
is a soap opera.

Tell me, honey. Go ahead.
Get it offyour chest.

Somethingjust died
between us, that's all.

He used to care
what happened to me.

He stopped paying
attention to me.

What's so funny ?

Never mind.

Leona, what's so funny ?
Why areyou laughing ?

Tell me why
you're laughing !

- Ma ! Tell me !
- What ?

All right, l'm gonna tell you.
You want to know ?
l'm gonna tell you.

Why doyou think l'm living
down here in Florida, huh ?

l give up.
You like the sun.

l don't give a shit
about the sun !

l'm here because
it's peaceful ! That's why !

You always wanted
too much attention.

You wanted so much attention
from eveybody all the time
thatyou wore people out.

You wore me out,
you woreyour father out--
may he rest in peace--

by the time
you were 1 5 years old !

Oh, come on.
l loveyou, CC.

- No, you don't.
- Yes, l do.

l loveyou vey much.

But l just can't pay
any more attention toyou.

You know what l mean ?
l want to, but l just can't do it.

And ifl wereyou...

l wouldn't leave anybody
for not paying attention to me.

Because sooner or later, you're
gonna have to leave eveybody.

You understand me ?

Welcome home,
Miss Bloom.

Arthur ! Arthur !
That's it !

- l'm putting you to sleep !
- l got him.

Do me a favor. Take him for a walk
down by the river.

- Maybe somebodywill steal him !
- All right !

John, l'm back.

John ?

John ?

John.

John ?

John, l'm begging you.
Please give me another
chance. Please ?

Please don't leave me.

l loveyou,John.
l need you.

- You don't need me.
What doyou need me for ?
- What ? l need you !

You need an escort ?
You need somebody
to hang up the fur coat ?

Come on. That's not how
l want to spend my life.

l don't care about success
the way thatyou do, CC.

Moving into the mainstream--
You know that never interested me.

We have been fighting
about this for so long.

What's wrong
with success ?

We're Americans. We're
supposed to want to be successful.

- You're too good for it, is that it ?
- Yeah, that must be it.

No, l like it here. l'm happy here.
This is what l do.

l'm not threatened. l'm not scared.
l just-- l'm glad you're a success.

- It makes me happy
thatyou're successful.
-Areyou ?

Yes. l just don't want
to go whereyou're going.

Then l won't go.

You're already gone, Cecilia.
You're long gone.

You're CC Bloom.
What the hell's the matter with that ?

That's great.
That makes me happy.

l feel that in some small way
that maybe l had something
to do with that.

Areyou sure
this is whatyou want ?

Yeah. l'm sure.

l loveyou.
l'll always loveyou.

l just want to let go ofus
before ''us'' gets bad.

Happy anniversay, sweetie.

Oh, Michael.

Oh, we're so good here.
Nobody around.

l know it.
l love it here.

l wish l didn't have
to go back tonight.

Doyou really have to ?
Can'tyou stay one more day ?

- l could quit myjob.
- Good. l'd like it.
One more day, come on.

l'm sory, Hillay.

l'll seeyou back home
on Monday.

lfyou're lucky.

Have a good
weekend.

Hi. You're back early
from the beach.

Yeah, it got
rained out.

- It's beautiful now.
- Yes.

That's my robe.

Don't dump me, Freddy.

Don't dump me
when we get back to Lubbock.

The only thing that kept me going
was waiting foryou to come back.

Don'tyou wory about
a thing, little darlin'.

l'm gonna take good care ofyou.
Give me a little kiss.

Stop that.
We didn't rehearse that.

This isn't working for me !

Shit.

- Cut.
- That's a cut.

Cut ! Cut !

- Was there too much dust ?
- It's fine.

- Stop rocking the truck.
- Quit the dust-- Will you
stop the rocking !

Jay, baby, how was the belch ?
Was it real ?

Vey honest, vey good.
What is it this time ?

- l wouldn't do a thing like that !
- Do what ?

Beg this asshole to stick around
after he screwed my sister
and stole myWinnebago.

Whywould somebody like me
do such a pathetic thing ?

Ah ! Because it's notyou.
It's a hooker from Lubbock.
It's called acting.

- Why don'tyou do that until l
tell you to stop ? Trust me.
- Trustyou ?

You haveyour frigging head
in that monitor the whole time !

You haven't said anything
about character or motivation !

You could be watching a Laker game
in there for all l know !

Clear the set,
will you ?

- Clear the set, people.
- Clear the set !

- Clear the set !
- Look, it's no secret, CC.

l didn't wantyou on this picture.
You're trouble.

Your looks are shot.
The bags underyour eyes, doll--

You got enough luggage
in there to go to Europe.

l don't know what
you've been doing to get by.

Maybeyou still thinkyou can
dazzle them with your talent.

l'm here to tell you you're through.
You ain't got it anymore.

You getyour fat ass
back in the truck, and you'll
shutyour smart mouth.

You'll do evey line as written;
eveyword, evey syllable.

-We understand each other ?
- Yes ! You asshole !

Stop it ! Get this bitch
offme ! Come on !

All right !

Show a little respect !

Dear Hillay, Ifyou're still mad at me,
you're gonna love this letter.

My career is now officially
approaching oblivion.

My agent had a brilliant idea.
He thinks l should be a disco queen.

What doyou think ?

Yours, CC.

Look at this.

Your friend, the singer--
She's here in San Francisco.

- CC ? Where ?
-The Pink Palm.

l met my first husband
there.

lt's a snake pit.

Wait till l get my hands
on that agent. l'll kill him !

That toad. He told me
this was a nightclub
with leather banquettes...

and a dressing room
with a door on it !

l mean, look at this place !
It looks like a flamingo
threw up in here !

Lady, lady, excuse me.
We're not open yet.

Well, lookwho's here.

lt's okay.

Oh, Ceece,
l'm so glad to seeyou.

l feel awful
for sending your letters back.

l don't even know what happened
in New York. l don't care anymore.

l wantyou to know,
whatever it was you said...

l forgiveyou.

Go home.

l have nothing
to say to you.

No.

l do have something to say.

You and your damned letters.

Evey time l opened one,
l was happy before l even read it.

Just to get them
made me feel important.

All your crappy stories,
your big dreams !

- l didn't know that.
- Well, what the hell
did you know ?

Did you know how bad
things were for me ?

Did you know my career
was in the toilet ?

No, becauseyou never
answered one ofmy letters.

lfyou'd only answered one,
just one !

Tell me what
ajerk l was, anything.

l don't know how to fight back.
l'm not strong likeyou.

You took awayyour friendship
without even discussing it with me.

That friendship was more
important to me than anything.

l trusted it.
l believed in it.

Butyou didn't.

And now it's gone.

Thankyou vey, vey much
for forgiving me...

but l don't forgiveyou.

l wasjealous.

l was sojealous ofyou
l couldn't see straight !

You did eveything you said
you were going to do ! Eveything !

And your talent !
This incredible talent !

l-l can't even yodel !

Hillay!

What's yodeling
got to do with it ?

You're beautiful.

You're smart.

People look atyou.

lt was all my fault.

No, it was our fault.

No. No, you were right,
whatyou said.

You were right. WhenJohn looked
atyou, it used to drive me nuts.

l can't even think about it today.
Look at me. l start to shake.

Excuse me. Could l have
a Stinger, please ?

Here, here.

- You want something ?
- l can't.

lt wasjust so obvious
he was in love with you.

- Oh, Hillay, itwas ?
- Ofcourse it was.

- Didn'tyou know that ?
- We broke up.

Oh, no.

lt really did me in.

l was so wrecked, they had
to shut down my first picture.

- What happened ?
- It was horrible.

l was terribly edgy.

l wasn't comfortable
in the medium, you know ?

So l broke
the director'sjaw.

Worst ofall
Arthur died'.

- Oh, l'm sory.
- He was hit by a laundy truck.

- He wentjust like that.
- At least he didn't suffer.

No, but l always thought l hated him,
when really l loved him.

- There was no time for me
to show him any affection.
- l'm sure he guessed.

- He never knew
how much l cared.
- No, he guessed.

- People know those things.
- Hillay, believe me,
he wasn't smart.

You shouldn't torture
yourselflike this.

Ceece, wh-who's Arthur ?

My dog.
Remember my Great Dane ?

Oh, he was so stupid,
but he was so sweet.

He used to like to run
after trucks and--

Hillay,
you've got so fat !

l'm not fat.
l'm having a baby.

You're not.
You're having a baby ?

- l'm three months pregnant.
- That's great !

Before l caught him
with that woman,
we made love and--

- What woman ?
- There is this woman,
and l caught them together.

- Michael ?
- Ofcourse, Michael.
And that's when it happened.

Except he doesn't want it
because he's going to mary her.

Can you believe
he's going to mary her ?

Would you make this
a double, please ?

Let me get this straight.
You caught Michael
with another woman ?

Yes.

And nowyou're going to have
a baby all on your own ?

Oh, Hillay,
l think that's so wonderful.

-You do ? Really ?
- l do ! l think it's
the most exciting thing.

And ifit's a girl,
will you name it after me ?

Oh, Ceece.

Baby mine

Do_'tyou cy

Baby mine

- Oh, CC, feel this.
- Dry your eye

Press your head
ctose to my heart

Never to part

Baby of mine

Littte one

When you ptay

Pay no heed

What they say

Let your eyes
sparkte and shine

Nevera tear

Baby of mine

- No, l wantyou to come.
- Forget it.

- Why ?
- Becauseyou know
how l feel about sickness.

- It depresses me.
- l'm not sick, l'm pregnant.

l know, but this is a hospital. There
are sick people here in the halls.

- You don't want to see
the baby on the screen ?
- Draw me a picture, Hillay.

- Hi.
- Hi, l'm HillayWhitney
to see Dr. Milstein.

- Okay, Dr. Milstein. Sixth floor.
- Thanks.
- You're welcome.

- Hittary!
-Oh, hi.

My obstetrician.
This is Dr. Richard Milstein.

- This is my oldest friend--
- CC Bloom.

- Herself.
- l've always been
a great fan ofyours.

- How nice.
- l traveled through a hurricane
to seeyou on Broadway.

Really ?
Gee, l hope it was worth it.

Oh, absolutely.
You were brilliant.

And yourwife ? Did she
think it was worth it too ?

Oh, that was
before l was married.

Oh.

Also, she's not
mywife anymore.

l just got divorced
Iastyear.

Oh.

Oh, l'm so sory to hear it.

l mean--

l hope it wasn't too painful.
Areyou ready foryour radar ?

lt's sonar, and l thought
you weren't coming because
you don't like sick people.

Not coming with you ?
Areyou mad ?

l wouldn't dream
ofmissing a chance to see
the little darling on screen.

- What floor ?
- Six.

Okay.

- What did you think ?
l couldn't tell.
- About the restaurant ?

Gee, l thought it was great.
l love that Victorian crap.

Really ? l thought
it would be too provincial
foryou after New York City.

- No, l grew up in the provinces.
- Uh-huh.

Really ?
Where ?

- The Bronx.
- Oh.

- l-l suppose
you're anxious to get back.
- To the Bronx ?

- No, to New York City,
show business and eveything.
- Oh.

Oh, yeah, that.

Maybe l am
and maybe l'm not.

What doyou mean,
maybeyou're not ?

Well, maybe l'm sick
ofthe show business life.

Maybe l want to have something
normal for a change, huh ?

Maybe l'd like to be
a wife and a mother
and-and-and have kids...

andjoin a quilting bee
and have a station wagon.

- Did l hurtyou ?
- No, no, l'm all right.

You mean you'd consider giving
upyour career for marriage ?

Oh, God, yeah.

lfl met the right guy,
maybe.

Okay, Hillay, shutyour eyes.

l can't believe
how perfect this is.

Look.
What do you think ?

Am l the picture
ofa doctor's wife orwhat ?

l don't know what to say.

You hate it.

You hate my hat.
You hate my hair.

No, no, it's the brooch.
Here, wait a minute.

- Ty this one.
It was my grandmother's.
- That's so beautiful.

- It will be perfect.
- You think my brooch is tacky ?

- This will make it perfect.
Don't wory about it.
- Oh, thankyou.

- Eveything will be all right.
- A doctor, a doctor

l can't believe l'm marrying
a doctor, a doctor

lt's foryou.
It's your agent.

You're leaving ?
Just like that ?

l have to.
It's a lead. A lead !

lt's my chance to come
back from the dead.

- What about the baby ?
- l'll be back for that.
l told you that.

- Look, doyou want this ?
l can't reallywear--
- No.

- All right.
What about the brooch ?
- No, l won't letyou do this.

- What ?
-Justwaltz in and make a mess
and leave it for me to clean up.

l don't know whatyou're
talking about. l told you
l would clean up the room.

l'm talking about Richard,
your fiance.

You're heartless.
You are really heartless.

- Youjust used that poor man
to get back on your feet.
- l did not !

- You did too !
- l did not !
- You did too!

Maybe l did.

But l didn't know l was doing it,
so it doesn't count.

Besides, l feel terrible
about it, all right ?

All right.

Then have the decency
to tell him you're leaving.

Yeah, all right,
l will.

Good.

But l was, uh--

- l wasjust thinking.
- Thinking what ?

l'm in a mad rush
to get back to NewYork.

- l've got to go.
- No.

- He's a vey old friend ofyours.
- No.

- He'd take it coming from you.
- No !

- He's your gynecologist !
- No.

Hillay, please.

Please.

l can't face him.

She's gone ?

lt was the part ofa lifetime,
Richard. Shejust had to go.

l don't understand it.

J ust yesterday
she was telling me how
she wanted to become a nurse.

Here.
You might as well have this.

Oh, thankyou.
It's lovely.

lt's--

Why don't we get together
next week and have lunch
and talk about it.

- Sure, sure.
- Really ? You mean it ?

You're perfectlywelcome
to come inside.

No, thanks, Hillay.
l really should get going.

- Take out that
whole section there.
-John ?

Hi, CC.

Gee, you haven't
changed a bit.

Neither haveyou.

You look great.

When my agent...

told me it was you who
wanted me for this show, l--

l just couldn't
believe it.

Why me ?

Well, l heard you weren't busy.

l bet.

You're the only person with enough
talent to play the part.

Soyou'll do it,
even though l'm the director ?

- Sure, l'll do it.
-You will ?

Mm-hmm.
Business is business.

So, rehearsals
start Monday ?

1 O:OO sharp.

Thankyou.

Thankyou.

What doyou mean,
you can't ?

- Some people are afraid ofsnakes.
- Snakes ?

- What does that have
to do with anything ?
- l'm afraid ofblood.

l'm afraid ofdeath.
l can't even stand to hear
someone say, ''mucous membrane.''

- You were going to be my partner.
- l've made a terrible mistake.

l should have known
you'd do something like that !
This isn't the first time !

What areyou saying ?

The timeyou left me waiting
in the lobby ofthe Plaza Hotel
and you never showed up.

l cannot believe
you're bringing that up again !

lt was the most inconsiderate thing
anyone's ever done to me.

l toldyou a million times
what happened.

l went to the Iranian queen
for a pedicure.

His manic-depressive boyfriend
stole my purse with eveything in it !

- CC.
- Richard.

Hi. Congratulations.
l hearyour play is a success.

Oh, yeah, yeah. Thanks.
l hearyou're getting married.

- Hillay told me
she's quite beautiful.
-Thankyou.

She also says she's vey--
she's vey nice.

You're going to stay,
aren'tyou ?

How'd l get in here ?

Miss Bloom, areyou all right ?

Somebody ! Anybody !

Oh, you gotta bejoking !

CC.

Wake up.
Ceece ?

- Is it over ?
-Yes.

-What is it ?
- It's a girl.

lt's a beautiful
little girl.

Oh, she's so beautiful.

This is the most important
moment ofmy entire life.

Look at her.

She's vey smart.

l do not fear
theWizard ofEvil...

for l am Princess Opgel...

and even he cannot
resist my powers.

l know he locked
Prince Charlie in the tower--

Victoria Cecilia,
areyou in bed yet ?

Yes, Mom.

And she goes to rescue
the princess.

And she goes up
the slimy steps...

and meets the Wizard,
and she kills--

The Wizard of Evil
shows up unexpectedly...

and he grabs
the princess.

He puts her
into a deep, deep sleep...

for at least
eight hours, l hope.

Come on. Let me
pull the bed down.

Just ten more days
till school's out.

You know what ?
l can't wait too.

l don't know aboutyou,
but l am exhausted.

- Loveyou.
- Loveyou.

- Good night.
- Good night.

Pouncer, Pouncer
The wonder cat

l'm so glad
you're _ot a rat

Or a bat or too fat

- Pouncer, Pouncer, the wonder cat
- Victoria, it's time for dinner.

Dear favorite lawyer, that was
great adviceyou gave me.

l held out, and they had
to outbid two other
record companies to keep me.

So l get to do another album, and l'm
going to pick music that l like.

You are the greatest.
Love, Ceece.

But, Mom,
you said l could.

You can invite Melissa the last week
in August, but not before.

But l thought she could stay the
whole month. l already told her.

Then ''untell'' her.
l-l want this summer to be peaceful.

l can't shake this flu.
l'm tired.

l don't want to spend my time
taking care ofother people's
children. Understood ?

Butwhowill l playwith ?

The same children you've
played with evey summer
sinceyou were born:

the ones who live there.

l'm late !

l'm sory, puss.
l'm just so tired.

l'm vey tired.

You're always tired.

Hey.

- Thanks a lot.
- Bye-bye.

- Okay. Hi, Frank.
Gorgeous night, isn't it ?
- It certainly is.

By the way, l want to congratulate
you forwinning the Tony.

- Wasn't that something ?
Did you like my speech ?
- Oh, yeah. Yeah.

l didn't mean a word.
Did you see those three other
broads gnashing their teeth ?

- Yeah.
- It was great, wasn't it ?

- What's this for ?
- It'll keepyou honest.

- Congratulations
on the Nordoffcase.
- Thanks.

- Oh, Hillay,
doyou have a minute ?
-Just. l'm due in court now.

Well, the attorney
from the drug company
called me this morning.

- Theywant to settle out ofcourt.
- l bet they do. Forget it.

You're being stubborn.

l'm not stubborn.
l'm right.

Look, l respectyou--
We all respectyou--

but get off
your moral high horse and--

Going to court is not going
to solve a thing.

lt'sjust going to complicate
a simple financial deal between
your client and mine.

Hillay ? Hillay,
you all right ?

- Hillay,you all right ?
- Can't breathe.

- What's the matter ?
- She can't breathe.
She can't breathe.

- l don't know what's going on.
- Oh, my God.
Call a doctor, somebody !

- Doyou know C.P.R. ?
- No, l don't.

- Honey,
what can we do foryou ?
- Maybe she's a diabetic.

l don't know. What is it ?
Call 91 1 ! Call a doctor!

Technically, it's called
viral cardiomyopathy.

What that means toyou is that she
will suffer from shortness ofbreath...

fatigue, dizziness.

- Doyou mean all the time ?
- l'm afraid so.

You see, this virus attacks the heart
and damages the muscle.

l don't know how
disciplined she is now...

but she's gonna have
to change her lifestyle.

With proper rest and medicine,
we can slow down the deterioration.

- Hi, puss !
- Hi, Mom.

Come here. Give me a kiss.
l missed you so much.

Missed you too.

- What areyou doing here alone ?
- Aunt Vesta's outside
talking to the doctor.

- Oh.
- Areyou okay ?

- Sure, l am. l'm gonna be home
at the end oftheweek.
- Really ?

- Yeah.
- Good ! What's this ?

See ? l t's how the doctor
can tell what's wrong with me.

- What is wrong with you, an_ay ?
- l caught a virus.

ln your heart ?

Who told you that ?

l heard the doctor say it
to Aunt Vesta.

Yes, l caught a virus
in my heart.

And you caught
three new freckles.

- You've been busy, haven'tyou ?
- Yeah. What's their names ?

- Ellen, BettyAnn and Benji.
- What color are they ?

- Broken windows
and empty hallways
- Hi.

l was wondering
ifyou could help me.

- l want to see eveything
you have on a heart disease...
- A pale, dead moon

- called cardiomyopathy.
- In a sky streaked with gray

Let me look that up foryou.

- Human kindness
- Viral cardiomyopathy.

ls overflowing

And l think
it's gonna rain

Today

Scarecrows dressed

ln the tatest stytes

With frozen smites

To chase love away

Human kindness

ls overflowing

And l think
it's gonna rain

Today

Lonety

So tonety

Tin can at my feet

l think l'll kick it
down the street

That's the way
to treat

Afriend

Bright before me

The signs imptore me

Hetp the needy

And show them the way

Human kindness

ls overflowing

And l think
it's gonna rain

Today

Hillay, l want to help.

l came all the way from New York.
Just tell me what we have to do.

l've chosen medication
and rest.

But that's not
vey aggressive, Hillay.

- There's lots ofstuffthey can
do for the heart nowadays.
- Sure, l'm on a list for a donor...

but it's unlikely
with my tissue type.

Butyou will
get better ?

Look at it this way:

l'll never have to take
another aerobics class.

W-Why doyou always go
to those crappyjokes, Hillay ?

l mean, l feel
Iousyenough as it it.

These are nice.

l better put them in water
before they die. l mean, wilt.

- CC.
- What ?

l still want to take Victoria
to the beach house for the summer...

and we can't go alone.

No, ofcourse not.

Well, don't wory about it.
l'll hireyou a nurse.

No, it's all right.
We can, um--

l'll do that myself.

Better put those in water
before they die.

- Where did you get this ?
- Get what ?

This is great.

This picture ofus
in Atlantic City.

Victoria found it
in a box.

Look at us.

l always hated my hair.

What a pair.

Well...

now that l finished
my record...

l'm free for a while.

Maybe l should go to the beach
with you instead ofa nurse.

l'd like that.

Yeah.

Sure.

l set the alarm
on yourwristwatch...

so we'd know what time
to giveyou your pills.

- Areyou okay ?
- Yeah. Why ?

- Well, you made a noise.
- l did not make a noise.

- l distinctly heard you make a noise.
- l did not make a noise.

What areyou doing ?
What areyou doing ?

l'm just helping you
into the car.

- Yeah, l still have the use ofmy legs.
- l wasjust being helpful.

Victoria,
get in the car.

l always sit
in the front with you.

CC's driving,
soyou have to sit in the back.

Will you sit in the back
with me, Mommy ?

There's not
enough room.

When we get there,
will you go swimming with me ?

l can't, but CC will.
Won'tyou, Ceece ?

Yeah, sure.
l love the water.

Never mind.
l'll go by myself.

Hey!

You pull gently. Youjust
reach back, and you pull gently.

Thankyou.
Be my guest, all right ?

Who said l wanted
to go swimming an_ay ?

lt was your idea.

All right,
are we ready ?

- Yes.
- We're off!

You lose again, CC.

l'm fed upwith this
geographystuff.

Let's sing.

You are my sunshine
My onty sunshine

You make me happy
when skies are gray

You'II _everk_ow, dear
how much l tove _ou

Please don't take
my sunshine away

The other night, dear
as l tay steeping

l dreamed l held you
i_ my arms

But when l woke up
l was mistaken

And l hung my head
and l cried

Hi, Victoria !
Areyou staying all summer ?

Mom, the Halen family's here !
Hi, Tom !

What a place.

Well, that's the end ofit.
This is the last piece in the trunk.

- That doesn't go there.
- Well, where does it go ?

There.

Okay,
Your Highness ?

- Areyou staying all summer ?
- It looks like it.

Why ?

To helpyour mother.

She doesn't need any help.
She has me.

Mom !

- What ?
- CC's towel is on the floor.

Well, pick it up.

lfl leave my towel
on the floor, you always
make me pick it up myself.

She's a guest, honey.

Happy, dear ?

- Hi, Victoria !
- Hi, kids !

- Hi, Heather! Hi, Brigitte !
-Victoria !

Um, continue making the castle.
l'll be back to checkyourwork.

- She's so bossy.
- Yeah.

l think Pouncer's
getting hungy.

You should probably
bring him in.

We have the same hands.

You're right.
We do.

We have exactly
the same hands.

Come on, Pouncer.

- Come on.
- There.

- Hillay, what areyou doing ?
- l'm looking for a picture.

The one ofmy mother.
l t's--

l have to find it.
l can't remember her hands.

l can't remember.

Her hands ?

l'm so scared, CC.

l'm just so scared.

We'll find it.
We'll find it.

lt'sjust gonna
take a minute, that's all.

Here's one.

That's it.

Thankyou.

Come on, you know the words.

l can't.
There's too many people.

Who's watching ?
What's the matter ?

You think
we're gonna get arrested ?

People pay me to do this.
You ought to come see me
work sometime.

- Could l ?
- Ofcourseyou can.
l'll tell your mommy.

Okay, you ready ?

First you put your two knees
ctose up tight

Thenyou swing 'em to the left
and you swing 'em to the right

You step around the _oor
kind of nice and tight

And then you twist around
and twist around with all
ofyour might

Spread your loving arms
way out in space

Thenyou do the eagle rock
with styte and grace

Put your foot way out
and bring it back

And that's what l call
Battin' theJack

Vey good. Vey good.

Take our bow.
Thankyou.

Vey nice.
Vey nice.

Bravo !
Bravo !

Hello ? Hold on.
l'll see ifshe's here.

Hillay,
it's foryou.

l'm not here.

Victoria, tell them
she's not here.

You make me say that
to all your friends.

They're gonna think
l'm holding you prisoner.

l don't care
what they think.

We're going down to the dock
Iater to buy some lobsters.

- You want to come ?
- You know l can't walk that far.

l'm gonna drive.

l'd rather not.

Okay, then, why don'tyou
get dressed and sit outside
on the beach with us ?

l'm happy here.

lt's a beautiful day.

Okay, stay in.

But will you at least--
Will you at least get out
ofthose pajamas ?

You've been in them
for over a week !

So what ? Who the hell areyou,
the clothes police ?

Just leave me alone, okay ?
That's all l want: to be
Ieft fucking alone !

Hillay, l'm sory
to keep on you...

but l know how hard
this is foryou.

No, you don't. You don't know
what this feels like at all.

l'm the one who won't live to see
my daughter grow into a woman...

who won't be able
to protect her from the world.

And l hate that
she'd rather be with you...

who has energy,
who is fun.

You told me
to playwith her !

l know l did, but l didn't know
itwas gonna make me feel like this !

l don't want it
to be overwith yet.

Soyou don't understand what
this feels like, all right ?

You're still
in the land ofthe living.

Well, so areyou.

You're not dead yet,
so stop living as ifyou are !

- That's wonderful.
- Thank_ou.

All right now
tett us the truth.

l wantyou to pull out
att the stops on this.

We know the performer.

Who's the person ?
Who is CC Btoom ?

Don't do it.
Don't do it.

Oh, lila, l can't tellyou
how manytimes...

- l've asked myself
that very same question.
- She's gonna do it.

First and foremost,
l woutd have to say...

that CC feets things deepty.

CC is a deepty feeting person...

and, because ofthis,
is deepty emotionat.

Do _ou understand ?

Can these two things
exist separatety ?

Well, l'd-- l'd love
to exptore this duatity...

but l'm afraid
we'vejust run out oftime.

- But thankyou so much
forjoining us on St_____
- My pteasure, my pteasure.

And thankyou forjoining me
on StarTalk.

And until next week,
this is Lita Lake saying...

Don'tjudge, keep sharing.

- What did you think ?
- l thinkyou sounded
kind ofdumb.

Shut the darn thing off.

- Hi, Mom.
- Hi, puss.

Sit here.

l thought l'd help with dinner.
What are we having ?

- Beans.
- Beans ?

Would you braid
my hair, Mom ?

Sure.
Come here.

Crap.

-Ah ! Gin and game.
- l don't believe it.

- As usual.
- Oh ! You're driving me--

- You will never
beat me at cards.
- You kill me.

- Never.
- Youjust kill me.

You know, it's really been
a great summer.

We have had some laughs,
haven't we ?

You know what l was
thinking about last night ?

Remember that first Christmas
we had at the loft ?

l was remembering those
stinking Christmas carols.

- What Christmas carols ?
- ''What Christmas carols ?''

The Christmas carols you
forced me to sing evey night.

- You know what ?
- What ?

You really do stretch the truth.
You know that ?

Out ofthe way, kids.
We're tying to pack.

We're going home
tomorrow.

But guess what ?

l'm going to Los Angeles
to see a CC Bloom concert.

Can l beyour date ?

Good-bye, Hillay !

Bye !

Good-bye, CC,
and thanks for the autograph.

l gotta go make lunch
for Victoria.

''Stretch the truth.''
What crust.

Listen.

l know eveything there is
to know aboutyou...

and my memoy is long.

My memoy is vey, vey long.

l'm counting on it.

Why does a squirrel
make its nest so high up ?

So nobody can touch it.

Come on. l'll helpyou
finish packing.

What doyou mean ?
l'm already packed.

-What is all this stuff. huh ?
- Myclothes.

You're only going to L.A.
for two days.

Well, you never know
what might come up.

- And that ?
- Oh, l told CC l would
Iearn her how to play.

Teach. And l think she's going
to be too busywith her concert.

Next time.

ls the Holl_ood Bowl
really a bowl ?

You'll see foryourself.

Now, get my brown
cary-on bag.

lt's in the top
ofthe hall closet.

-That's all l'm taking ?
-Yep.

Now hury. The cab will be here
in less than five minutes.

Go on.

Come on, Pouncer.
Get offthe furniture.

Mom, the brown bag
isn't in here.

The new maid
must have moved it.

Mom !

Mom !
Please get up. Please !

l don't know what to do !
Please !

Help me !

Please get up, Mom !
Please !

l t's time
for Mrs. Fricker's shot.

HillayWhitney.

Hill ?

Hill.

Hi.

l waited foryou.

l'm here now.

l want to go.

l don't want Victoria
to see me here.

Areyou sure ?
Areyou really sure ?

Absolutely.

Okay.

Okay.

Who do l speak to about getting
HillayWhitney released ?

- Doyou know how sick she is ?
- Yes, l know how sick she is,
and so does she.

- She wants to go.
- l don't thinkwe can let her go.

l have to talk
to the doctor in charge.

lt must have been cold there
in my shadow

To never have sunlight
on _our face

You were content
to tet me shine

That's your way

You always walked
a step behind

So l was the one
with att the gtory

Whileyou were the one
with att the strength

A beautiful face
without a name

For so tong

A beautiful smile
to hide the pain

Did you ever know
that you're my hero

And everything
l woutd tike to be

l can _y higher
than an eagte

Foryou are the wind
beneath my wings

Did l ever tett _ou

You're my hero

You're everything
everything

l wish l coutd be

Oh, and l
l can fly higher

Than an eagte

'Cause _ou are the wind

Beneath my wings

Oh, the wind beneath
mywings

You, you, you

The wind beneath my wings

Fty

Fty

So high against the sky

So high l almost
touched the sky

Thank _ou, thank _ou

Thank God for_ou

The wind beneath

Mywi_gs

Victoria ?

Honey...

your shoes and socks
are all wet.

Let's take them offbefore we get
a cold. All right ?

l was...

just going through
your mother's papers.

ln herwill
Victoria, sh�--

She said she wanted you
to live with me...

butyou don't have to
ifyou don't want to.

Eveybody wants you.

Aunt Vesta wants you.
Eveyone wants you.

Can l stay here
in my house ?

No.

Does my father know
that she died ?

l don't know.

l thought
you didn't see him.

l know who he is.
l saw him on the street twice.

l can call him
ifyou want.

No.

Well, maybe--
maybe someday.

lfyou don't--

lfyou don't want to come
with me, Victoria...

l-l will understand.

l'll understand.

l mean, l don't know what
kind ofa mother l'd make.

You wouldn't believe
the things that go through
my head sometimes.

And l'm vey selfish too.

l don't know what she was
thinking ofwhen she picked me.

Not that
l don't want to do it.

There's nothing in the world
l want more than to be with you.

You think about it.

CC ?

lfl go with you...

can l bring mycat ?

Ofcourseyou can
bring your cat.

You can bring
any old thing you want.

lt's time to go, Victoria.

You've got to give a tittte

Take a tittte

And let your poor heart
break a tittte

That's the story of

That's the gtory

Oftove

You got to taugh a tittte

Cry a tittte

Untit the ctouds

Rott by a tittte

That's the story of

That's the gtory

Oftove

As long as there's
the two ofus

We've got the world
and att its charms

And when the world
is through with us

We've got

Each other's arms

You've got to win a tittte

Lose a tittte

Yes, and atwa_s

Have the btues a tittte

That's the story of

That's the gtory

Oftove

That's the story of

That's the gtory of

Love

- You know that song
l just finished with ?
- Yeah.

l sang that song the dayyour mother
and l met at Atlantic City.

- We werejust aboutyour age.
Did you know that ?
- Yes.

We met when l was under
the boardwalk smoking a cigarette.

- You smoked
when you were my age ?
- Yeah, sure.

- What else did you do ?
- Whatever they told me not to.

An_ay...

l just finished doing
the Sammy Pinkers Kiddie Show...

and l was tying
to get some peace and quiet
under the boardwalk steps...

when l saw this prissy
little girl wandering around.

Be sure to keep in touch, CC.
Okay ?

Well, sure.
We're friends, aren't we ?

Fty

Fty

Fty away

You tet me fly so high

Oh,fly

Fty

Fty high against the sky

So high l almost
touched the sky

Thank _ou, thank _ou

Thank God for_ou

The wind beneath my wings