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* Good Times *

* Anytime
You meet a payment*

* Good Times*

* Anytime
You feel free*

* Good Times*

* Anytime you're
Out from under*

* Not getting hassled
Not getting hustled*

* Keeping your head
Above water*

* Making a wave when you can*

* Temporary layoffs*

* Good Times*

* Easy credit
Rip-offs*

* Good Times*

* Scratching
And surviving*

* Good Times*

* Hanging in
A chow line*

* Good Times*

* Ain't we lucky we got 'em*

* Good Times**

Wait, wait.

No, no, no.
No, look.

One, two.
A-one, two, three, and...

ALL:* Just let me love you
Oh, sweet baby*

No, hold it.

Hold it!
Hold it!

Hey.

There is no line in my song that
goes, "Baby, baby, baby, baby."

It's, "Baby, baby, baby."

Yeah, and not
only that,

you've got the steps
all backwards.

Now, I keep telling you.
Please, one more time.

Now, it's like this.
One, two, three.

Hit it.
Baby, baby, baby.

And one, two, three.

Hit it.
Baby, baby, baby.

Together.
One, two, three.

Hit it.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hold it, hold it,
hold it here.

Time out,
time out, time out.

Now, I'm the manager
of this here group.

That's how come
you all get 10% each,

and I gets 95%.

So if anybody's
going to

tell them
what to do,

I'm going to tell
them what to do.

Group, listen to
Thelma and Willona.

That is what we call
in the entertainment field,

"managering."

Hey, J.J., man,
can we take a break?

We've been rehearsing
for hours.

Yeah, it's a good thing

you got that
contest tonight, man,

because I was getting
ready to dump this group.

Hey, J.J.
Man, are you sure

that the winner
of this contest gets $150?

Hey, brother,

does Reverend Ike
have wheels?

J.J., sure would be nice
to win that money.

Hey, look here, Michael.

$150 ain't nothing
but a little chump change.

See, this gig tonight

could be our launching pad
to stardom.

To limousines and private jets.

Hey, concerts at
Madison Square Gardens.

Sequined tuxedoes.

150,000 groupies
tearing off my clothes.

And my first gold record.

Ooh!
Ooh!

Headlining in Las Vegas.
You hear that?

150,000 groupies
tearing off my clothes.

THELMA: Hi, Ma.
MICHAEL: Hey, Ma.

Hi, Mrs. Evans.
Hi, kids.

Hi, Willona.

WILLONA:
How are you doing?

Hey, from all
the enthusiasm around here,

I'd say things
are looking good.

Hey, they're looking
better than good, Ma.

You're talking about our ticket
out of the ghetto.

J.J., how do you expect
to get out of the ghetto

on one talent contest?

Well, through
the sheer brilliance

of my ebony genius management.

After tonight's contest,
it's going to be goodbye ghetto,

hello Hollywood.

Yeah, I can just see myself

lying around the pool
in my bikini

getting a suntan.

Yeah, and if
you run out of Kool-Aid,

I'll have my chauffeur
motor over

in my gold-plated
Rolls Royce.

Oh, J.J.,
don't you think

you're being
a little unrealistic?

You're lying around
in a bikini getting a suntan,

and you say
he's being unrealistic?

Watch it, Willona.

Kids, I don't want
to put a damper on things,

but just don't get your hopes
up too high.

Ma, with a
group like this,

you can never get
your hopes up too high.

Matter of fact,
I'll have them run through it

one more time,
just for you.

Whoo!
Come on, Ma.

Well, if they can sing
anything like they eat,

this gang is going to be
on top of the charts.

Okay, a-one, two,

a-one, two, three, go.

* Ooh, baby
Do you want to do it*

* Do you want
To fall in love*

* Ooh, baby
Do you want to do it*

* Do you want
To fall in love*

* Just let me love you
Oh, sweet baby*

* Baby, baby
Baby*

* Let's give our new romance
A try*

* Doo-wah*

* I'll give you so much
Sweet tender loving*

* And we'll never*

* Ever*

* No, we'll never, ever
Say goodbye*

* Whoa*

* Ooh, baby
Do you want to do it*

* Do you want to fall in love*

* Ooh, baby
You and me have found it*

* Underneath
The stars above*

* Just let me love you
Oh, sweet baby*

* Baby, baby
Baby*

* Let's give our love
A better try*

* Doo-wah*

* I'll give you so much
Sweet tender loving*

* A-kissin' and a-huggin'
Lots of turtledovin'*

* Baby, baby, you're so fine*

* Got my arms around you*

* Oh, so glad I found you*

* Baby
Want to make you mine*

* Just let me love you
Oh, sweet baby*

* Oh*

* Let's give our new romance
A try**

Great.

Oh.

Like Reverend Ike says,

how can we lose,
with the stuff we use?

[ALL CHEER]

Well, well, well,

let's go down
to the talent contest

and sign up.

All right!

* Baby, baby, baby
Baby, baby, baby*

It's not...
* Baby, baby, baby *

It's...
* Baby, baby,baby**

[HUMMING CHORUS]

Good luck.
Good luck.

I know you'll do good.
I know it.

Thelma, they are moving
real good.

Thank you, Ma. Oh!

And, Willona...
Mm?

Girl, that song
is out of sight.

Where did you
get the idea?

Well, you know how
in the laundry room

none of the machines
have the same rhythm?

The one on the right goes...
[BEATBOXING IN MID-RANGE]

The one in the left goes...

[BEATBOXING IN BASS RANGE]

And the one in the middle
goes...

[BEATBOXING IN HIGH REGISTER]

* ...Eh!**

And that's where
you got the idea, huh?

No, it was too noisy down there,

so I went to my apartment
and wrote the tune.

Hey, wait a minute.

Hey, what are we gonna wear
to the contest tonight?

Oh, girls, that is
a problem for me.

I don't know whether
to wear

my Gucci, my Pucci,
or my Nucci.

Ma, what's a Nucci?

A dress I borrowed
from Ella-Mae Nucci.

[ALL LAUGH]

Where is this contest
gonna be?

Oh, it's at a place
called the-- the Blue Frog.

Yeah, it's a new bar
they opened in the loop.

A bar?

Did I say something wrong?

Oh, there is no way

I'm gonna let Michael
sing in a nightclub.

Oh, now, both of you

should know better
than that.

Wait!

Willona, you said
something wrong.

Well, well, well.

Yeah. Mm-hmm.

Mm-hmm.

Well, take a look
around, gang,

because the Blue Frog
is gonna

turn into
our golden goose.

Moving on.

Excuse me, miss.
Are you in line?

Are you kidding?

I am the line.

No, but if you want to,

you can go ahead of me,
because everybody does.

Hey, that's not fair.
You were here first.

No, look. I'm know
I'm gonna lose,

so I might as well
stall it

as long as possible,
right?

So go ahead.
Go ahead.

All right.

Okay, uh, who's next?

Forget
about the rest,

because you're looking
at the best.

Presenting the winners

of the talent contest
tonight--

Michael
and the Dy-No-Mites.

Okay, all you guys over 18?

It is to laugh.

It is to ask.
What about the little guy here?

Oh, him?

He's only 15,

and he's coming
with his mama.

Is she kidding?
Who is she?

Uh, see,
this is another one

of my acts here.

One of the funniest
comedians of all time.

Say something else funny.

If Michael isn't
on his way out of here

by the time
I count to three,

he won't be able
to sit down for a month.

That's funny enough for me, Ma.
Really funny.

J.J., I'll see you
at home.

You know Michael
is too young

to work
in a nightclub.

What?

Are you trying to get
my club closed down?

Well, er, uh...

J.J., man, you ain't
nothing but a jive turkey.

Hey, man, look. We quit.

Now, you can keep
your "baby, baby, babies,"

and you know
what you can do

with your "doo-wahs."

Hey, wait
a minute, gang!

What about
our gold records?

Boo! Boo!
Sequined tuxedoes?

150,000 groupies
tearing off my clothes?

[GRUMBLES]

Welcome to
the losers' table.

Yeah.

Listen,
I'm Judith Cohen.

I hope
to be a singer.

I'm J.J. Evans.

I used to be a manager.

You're feeling
bad, huh?

Well, I know
that feeling.

The day I was born,
it rained,

and it's been downhill
ever since.

You really have
a bummer attitude.

I'm a realist.

I mean, look at me.

Well, if you feel
that way,

why do you want to be
in show business?

Well, they took away
my longshoreman's card.

See, if you want
to make it

in this business,

you got to have
a more positive attitude,

you see? Like me.

Now, see, I know
I'm a great manager,

and will be
the greatest.

If I had someone
like you,

then things
would be different.

So...you say you sing, huh?

Well, I open my mouth
and something happens.

That's exactly what happens
with Aretha.

Ha, ha, ha.

Yeah.

I'm a manager without a group.

Well, I'm a group
without a manager.

Well...
to a fantastic future.

Tell me a little bit more
about yourself.

Well, my last job,

I was a balloon

in the Macy's
Thanksgiving Day parade.

Well, that's
a good start.

There ain't no place
we can go but up.

[SIGHING]
I'm sure I did the right thing.

Still, I just can't help
feeling a little guilty.

Flo, you've got nothing
to feel guilty about.

You did what you had to do.

J.J. understands.
Thelma understands.

Michael's outside
playing basketball,

so you know he understands.
And you?

I understand.

I understand
I blew my gold record. Pow.

Hey, everybody!

Don't tear up those tickets.

Our train out of the ghetto

is still
chugging down the track,

on schedule.

J.J., what are you
talking about?

I want you all to meet

the future winner
of tonight's talent contest.

Presenting for y'all,

the singing sensation
of the decade...

Everybody,
this is Judith Cohen.

Judith, this is my sister,
the choreographer of the group,

Thelma.

Hi.
Hi.

And this is our best friend,

songwriter
for the now-defunct Dy-No-Mites,

Willona Woods.

Nice to meet you.

And, of course,

you remember my mother,
the defuncterer.

Hello, Judith.

Nice to meet you.
Same here.

Well, it's really nice
to meet you, Judith.

Why?

Uh, see, you got to understand
Judith.

She has a little
lack of confidence, see,

so I'm loaning her
a little of mine

to pick up the slack.

So, uh, just
make yourself comfortable.

Yeah.
Yes, do please sit.

Thanks.

So...J.J. is planning
to manage your career?

I'm telling you, Ma,

you got to hear
this young lady sing.

I tell you,
we've hitched our wagon

to a star.

You hitched your wagon
to a wagon.

Oh, come on, Judy.

You don't have to
have a great figure

to be a star these days.
Look at Kate Smith.

Oh, I envy her shape.
She's so...

Well, Judy, honey,

since J.J. has so much
confidence in you,

have I got a song for you.

Ooh, and have I got
choreography.

Can you move?

Can I move?

Well, I run up
to the microphone, you know,

and I make a dead stop.

Well, my feet,
they stay where they are,

but the rest of me
just keeps on moving.

Well, Judy, you know,
you got to have hopes, you know?

Oh, well, I used to hope

that I could be paid
a dollar a pound,

but then I met J.J.,

and he believes in me.

You know, that's a lot more
than I can say for myself.

Well, Judy, I hope everything
is gonna turn out all right,

but you know,
show business is hard,

and I just don't know exactly
what J.J. can do for you.

Oh, yeah?

I'll show you
what I can do.

Talking to one
of the top managers

in the business
here.

I'll get
right on the case.

I'm a full-service agency.

Hello. Chez Pierre?

Yeah, let me speak
to the owner.

Watch this top managerial move.

Hello, Mr. Chez?

Yeah, this is James Evans, Jr.,
the third, Esquire.

J.J.

Look here, man.

I think you ought to
do yourself a favor

and make a hop, skip, and a jump
down to the Blue Frog tonight.

Yeah.

I got the singing sensation
of the nation down there.

Yeah.
You've heard of Aretha Franklin?

Diana Ross?

Natalie Cole?

Well, tonight, I proudly present
Miss Judith Cohen,

the Great White Hope.

Hey, Judith.

Now, now, now,
just relax.

You're gonna kill 'em.

You ain't got nothing
to be nervous about.

Well, I'm not nervous,

but will you look
who one of the judges is?

Who?

Jack Simmons.

Who?

Jack Simmons.

He's agent
for all the big stars.

Oh, yeah, Jack,
my main man.

[APPLAUSE]

Well, here we go.

I'm gonna introduce you.

Yes, yes, yes.

[CACKLES]

Ladies and gentlemen,
brothers and sisters,

every once in a while
in the annals of showbiz,

there comes a singer

of a fine lyriolotist,
fine versiolity.

We happen to be present
on one of these occasions

when a great millennium
has taken place, and--

The final contestant,
ladies and gentlemen,

Judith Cohen.

[APPLAUSE]

* Be a clown
Be a clown*

* All the world
Loves a clown*

* Oh, act the fool
Play the calf*

* And you'll always
Have the last laugh*

* Oh, wear your cap
And your bells*

* And you'll rate
With all the great swells*

* If you become a doctor*

* Folks will face you
With dread*

* And if you become a dentist*

* They'll be glad
When you're dead*

* You'll get a bigger hand*

* Because you can stand
On your head*

* Be a clown, be a clown
Be a clown*

[TEMPO SLOWS]

* Isn't it rich?*

* And are we...a pair?*

* Me here, at last
On the ground*

* And you, in mid-air*

* Send in the clowns*

* Quick*

* Send in...the clowns*

* And isn't it rich?*

* And isn't it queer?*

* Losing my timing*

* This late in my career*

* But where are the clowns?*

* Oh, we have to have clowns*

No.

* Don't bother*

* I'm...*

* ...here*

* Me...a...a clown*

[TEMPO QUICKENS]

* Sure, be a clown, everybody*

* You know why*

* All the world
And everybody in it*

* They love a clown*

* You act the fool*

* And you play the calf*

* But, hell, you always
Have the last laugh*

* So wear your cap
And your bells*

* And you'll rate
With all the great swells*

* If you become a farmer*

* You've the weather to buck*

* And if you become a gambler *

* Honey, you're stuck
With your luck*

* But Jack, you'll never lack *

* 'Cause you can quack, quack
Quack like a duck *

* Be a clown, be a clown *

* Be a clown, be a clown
Be a clown*

* Be a clown...*

* Yeah!**

Whoo! Whoo!

[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE]

[WHISTLING]

Thank you!
Ladies and gentlemen,

may I have your attention,
please?

The winner is...

[DRUM ROLLING]

[CYMBAL CRASHES]

Miss Judith Cohen!

[SCREAMING]

[APPLAUSE, WHISTLING]

J.J... J.J.!

[CHEERING]

Excuse me, Judith,

but I'm Marty Mitchell
from the Chez Pierre.

Oh, uh, do you mind
pardoning us?

This is a high-level
business conference here.

Uh, hey, there,
Marty, baby.

I'm Judith's manager.

Didn't I tell you she was great?

She's sensational.

Hey, listen,
next week's opening act

canceled out,

and I'd like Judith
to fill in.

Really? Oh!

Wow! A week at the Chez Pierre!

[CACKLES]

Wait a minute, there.

Got to see if we can
work this thing out here.

We can work it out.

Great!

Hey, Jack, how are you?

Marty, how are you?
Fine, uh, sit down, Marty.

I'm gonna buy you a drink.
Right.

Pardon me.
Judith...

Judith, my name is Jack Simmons,
and I'd like to represent you.

You're gonna go places.

Sounds good to me, Jackie, baby.

Just take a walk.

Wait a minute!
That's my manager.

Oh.

Who?

Me.

I'm James Evans, Jr.,
but you can call me J.J., baby.

[LAUGHING]

This skinny little kid?

Judith, what can he get you,

a gig
in a rib joint?

This skinny
little kid got me

a week's engagement
at the Chez Pierre.

Wasn't nothing, Jack.

Chez Pierre?

Lots of luck, kid.

All right.

Man, who's that turkey
think he is, anyway?

Ain't nothing but a little
gobble-gobble.

All right now,
here.

Hey, gang. Great news!

I got Judy
a week at the Chez Pierre.

Yeah. J.J.!

Yeah, now, we all gonna go
celebrate.

Kool-Aid is on me.

All right!

Uh, could I have a word
with you?

Sure. Sure.

Another high-level
business confab.

I'm afraid you're gonna
have to forget

about the Chez Pierre
engagement.

What?
I'm sorry, kid,

but Simmons wants Judith Cohen.

If I book her, I'll never get
another one of his acts.

You don't need
another one of his acts.

You'll have Judith.
It won't work.

Oh, hey.
We don't need the Chez Pierre.

I can always take her
to the Night Owl Room.

Simmons
has got that locked up too.

He ain't got
every room in town.

I'll take her
to The Mayfair Room.

Simmons.

The Blue Night?

J.J., let me give you
a little tip.

Simmons's got a lot of power
in this town.

Got an awful lot of muscle.

If he doesn't sign Judith Cohen,
she'll never work again.

I'm really sorry, kid.

When things happen,
well, they happen.

Hey, what's going on, J.J.?

Hey, Judy, uh...

I was just talking over
your career

with Marty over there,

and, uh...
we made a decision.

We think that you should
go with Jack Simmons.

Oh, come on, J.J.

It's you and me
working together.

Hey, Judy, this
is a great opportunity.

Now, take it.

Now, look, J.J.,
you're my manager.

It's you and me together.

Judy, the name of this business
is to keep on keeping on.

Now, this is
a great opportunity.

Go over there
and talk to the man.

But, J.J...

Judith, go over there with Jack.

Well, gang. Let's go!

All right.

J.J.,
where's Judy?

You said
we were going out

and celebrate.

Uh, I dumped her.

You what?

Honey, what are you
talking about?

Hey, come on, let's go.

I found her
and I dumped her.

You know, let's go. Come on.

Now, performers like Judy Cohen
are like streetcars, you know?

If you miss one...

another one will be along
in about...

a hundred years.

[MELANCHOLY PIANO PLAYING]

* Mmm...*

* Just looking
Out of the window*

* Watching the asphalt grow*

* Thinking how
It all looks hand-me-down*

* Good Times*
* Yeah, yeah*

* Good Times*

* Keeping your head
Above water*

* Making a wave when you can*

* Temporary layoffs *

* Good Times*

* Easy credit rip-offs*

* Good Times*

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* Good Times*