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2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11,

12, 12, around the clock.

Well,

everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody's doing the twist. Yeah, it

this. We take that thing around and round and you lift your leg up and down

you twist around the clock.

I insist that everybody twist my...

Twelve customers all night.

Twelve.

Mason, this is your fault. Nobody else's but.

What's the matter with the jerks in this town? Didn't they ever hear of me? I

think they did. That's the trouble.

Are you trying to pull a funny, Mason?

Yeah. I'm hysterical.

Don't leave your clothes here tonight, fellas. We're through.

Canceled out.

That's the third time on this tour.

What kind of manager are you, anyhow? Can't you book us into a town where the

people are still living?

Jimmy, you'd better listen to me.

Listen? Listen to what?

Excuses? What do you want to do? Give me advice, Daddy -O?

You forgetting my last two records sold a million each?

You forgetting that, Big Daddy?

Your last record was almost three years ago. And if you can hear me through

those sideburns of yours, there aren't going to be any more records.

As a matter of fact, there aren't going to be any more club dates either.

Rock and roll has had it, Daddy -O.

There aren't enough rock and rollers left in this country to keep you in

pants and suede shoes.

So either get a haircut and change the band style or go back to being a busboy.

I'm going to write the union about this. No kidding. When did you learn to

write?

Oh, you hear that, children?

Now he says I can't write.

You like the way I write my name on that paycheck every week.

Sure, it was fine as soon as I explained to the bank what the X stood for.

You're fired.

Good. That makes it easier. I didn't want you to think I was a rat deserting

sinking ship.

Get out of my sight! Get to sea, you fellas!

Good luck, Mitch. Hey, Mitch, wait.

When a ship is sinking, I don't mind being called a rat.

Mitch, boy, I'm with you.

Dizzy, you leave me and I'll sue you.

Happy, you wouldn't do that to one of your own children now, would you?

Where are we going?

New York, I suppose.

Maybe I can get a job with one of those agencies.

Mitch, you're not thinking about Debbie Marshall.

I'm turning to that girl... I'm not thinking of anything.

Did we leave in the morning?

I'll be ready at 8.

As soon as I burn these suede shoes and these tight pants.

Man, you know, since I've been playing rock and roll, I haven't been able to

bend over.

Quiet.

Peaceful. How do you like this for relaxing?

This is relaxing?

Well, according to this map, by tonight we should reach a great thriving

metropolis called Alpine Peaks. Sounds like the name of some Indian squaw.

You kill me.

Welcome to Alpine Peaks.

Population 1 ,379.

Altitude 8 ,976.

Man, this is the first town I've ever been in that had more feet than people.

Not that there's only a hotel or a motel.

I think they got the whole population in one car.

Okay, kids.

Wait for you.

That kid say sandpaper shoes?

Yeah.

Must be great for guys with wooden legs.

These are neighbors.

Do something for you?

You happen to have an empty cabin?

Nothing else but.

Slick as a whistle.

Pretty, ain't she?

Are you by any chance sandpapering those shoes?

Why, certainly, mister. When you start twisting, you've just got to give

yourself every advantage you can.

Why, you know a fellow could break a leg without smooth shoes?

Oh, sure.

Everybody knows that.

Fixing on staying long?

Just tonight. Be pulling out in the morning.

Did you tell me where everybody's going?

To the dance.

It's Saturday night.

Everybody's going?

Most, I'd say.

Leastwise, Emma's got nice sandpapered shoes.

Well, I gotta be on my way. You fellas just help yourself to cabin number six.

You suppose they'd let us into that dance with just ordinary beat -up shoes?

Us?

You flipped your wig or something?

Man, I'm clobbered.

I want to go little old cabin number six.

People are dancing here, Dizzy.

When's the last time you saw a mob like that headed for a dance?

We gotta find out why. Now, Saturday night.

Go to the cabin, get washed up, then go have a look at that dance hall.

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Good. I wonder what he's doing in a town like this.

I don't know.

Maybe they don't send you to jail in this state.

They send you to Alpine Peaks.

It's your turn now. Get on your mark.

Get set.

Twist. Let's twist.

Let's twist.

Turn to your left. Turn to your right.

Everything's going to be all right.

Turn to your left. Turn to your right. Tonight we're going to just hear all my

liquid.

Yeah, yeah, Chris.

I said Chris.

Yeah, yeah, Chris.

Oh, Chris.

Yeah, Chris.

Chris is here to stay. Yeah, yeah.

Whip to the left, whip to the right. Yeah, everything's gonna be all right.

Whip to the left, whip to the right. We're gonna be here all night.

Yeah,

yeah, I said whip.

Man, this is the first place I've ever been in which the hip bone ain't

connected with the knee bone and the knee bone ain't connected with... What

it, Sissy? What are they doing?

I don't know.

Looks like they're trying to get out of their winter underwear.

It's not just the kids.

Whatever that dance is, it's got them all doing it.

Sister, can you stop your motor for a minute?

Can't stop now, brother.

My brakes need relining.

Hey, baby, that dance got a name.

Mind if I tell you you're a good fella?

Thanks. Any friend of mine is a friend of mine.

What's the name of your outfit?

Name? You mean you never heard of Clay Cole and the boys?

I've been sick. I don't get out much.

Well, stick around. The twist will cure anything you got. I'll hang around,

Clay. I want to get the full treatment.

Stick around.

Dig those crazy headlights.

with you two, if I may.

Well, you better talk to my sister. My shoes need re -sanding after that last

one.

I'm Mitch Mason.

I'm a talent manager.

Can't it wait till after the dance, Mr. Mason? I promised to show a couple of

the kids some new movements.

Sure.

That kid makes up new movements without even trying.

I tell you, you're all wasting your time here, Miss Loudon. You, your brother,

Clay, and the boys.

Let me manage you, and I'll guarantee to make you a fortune.

In money?

Are you serious?

Of course Clay's serious. We don't always make money.

Depends on how the crops go.

Sometimes we get paid in carrots, sometimes turnips, sometimes... Okay,

Yes, I mean money.

What would we have to do?

You're a singer. The boys are musicians, aren't they? Only on Saturday night.

The rest of the time, Clay's a tractor mechanic, Joe has a farm... Suppose

night was Saturday night.

That'd sure mess up the rest of the week.

I mean... How would you like to dance every night with the boys?

I can book you into New York.

And I'm willing to bet the bunch of you that you could start a whole new dance

craze. Are you talking about the twist?

Exactly.

I don't know, Mr. Mason.

What's good for people here might not be the answer elsewhere.

I'm not asking you to give up your jobs, not yet.

Not till I get you a concrete offer.

Once you get started, you'll have to forget about tractors and seeds.

That's sure a big step.

Well, Tina usually does that kind of thinking for us.

They have security here, Mr. Mason.

You call this security, being on top of a mountain? You've got talent.

Talent is something you can sell for big money, not onions and turnips.

Now, do we all ride the gravy train together?

How much gravy do you expect?

We'll split 60 -40.

We'll take 40.

40 %?

All you deserve is 10.

Where'd you get that kind of information?

She went to school in the flatlands.

I'm not an agent.

I'm a manager.

Managers often make 60 -40 deals with their clients.

We'll have to think about it.

How long?

Till you come down from that 40%. We'll both think about it.

My father has the motel here.

When you've made up your mind, that's where you can reach us.

Come on, Larry, let's go.

Don't look at me, Mr. Mason.

If Tina doesn't like the 60 -40 deal, there's nothing I can do about it. What

does she want?

You got me.

All I know is we always get 100 % of the onions and turnips.

I had to pick a dancer that went to school in the flatlands.

So, what are your laws?

I was about a big, fat headache.

Mind of knowing you couldn't book a new outfit anywhere without going through

Debbie Marshall's old man.

I'd have found a way.

Oh, sure, since the Marshall agency owns every big top band, big act from

California to New York.

You know where it ended up?

Some broken -down joint that you couldn't make four bucks in.

Okay. If I had had to, I would have gone to New York to see Joe Marshall.

Are you out of your cotton -picking mind?

You can't go around asking Joe Marshall for favors, especially since you ran out

on his daughter.

Are you know where you're going to wind up?

Married to Debbie.

Joe Marshall's no idiot.

If I can convince him that there's a bundle to be made, maybe he'll forget

his daughter.

Maybe Joe will, but Debbie wouldn't.

Man, you are the only thing in Debbie's life she couldn't have.

You are her one big defeat, her Waterloo.

Only remember, dames never lose the last battle.

So what are we supposed to do, starve because of Debbie Marshall?

Uh, Dizzy, I tell you, if I can sign Tina and the combo and promote them

I know I'd have a sensation on my hands.

Now, the face and figure on that Tina, babe, she must have been promoted by

experts.

I'm not talking about that kind of promo.

Maybe I am.

Sure.

Romance, Dizzy.

That should soften her up into making a good deal.

Hey, now, wait a minute.

If you start dating that Tina, babe, you better remember that the farmers up

here carry shotguns. She's no farmer's daughter. Her father owns a motel. In

that case, he probably owns a cannon.

Didn't take me long to change.

Just long enough.

I was wondering what you'd look like in a bathing suit.

I bet you were.

I like to have my imagination overhauled.

You look better than what I dreamed up.

Thanks.

Mmm. Smell the strawberries?

They grow wild around here.

You come here often?

Often as I can.

That's what drives them wild.

You don't waste much time, do you?

That's my imagination again. In a hurry.

Men's imaginations are always faster than they are.

Huh? You're working up to the point where you think you can kiss me.

I never said... It's all right.

There. It's finished. Now we can talk about other things.

Who wants to talk about other things?

You do.

To you, I'm just a silly romantic girl who will want to give you 40 % when all

you deserve is 10.

I never said anything.

Let's start the argument with 30%. If you think you can do business...

20 %?

You're taking advantage of me.

Isn't that what you wanted to do to me?

You're also too suspicious.

10%. Now wait a minute.

I'm no silly romantic guy that's going to take 10 % when he should get 40%.

Okay, so I've heard the line before.

You object to the way I do business?

I'm not sure yet.

Forty percent.

Well, let's be fair about this.

Twenty -five.

Then it's a deal.

Mr. Mason, are you leveling with us?

Managing talent is my business.

If I don't get them a job, I don't pay my bills.

All right, it's a deal.

I'll start from New York in the morning. Dazeel will stay here and help you work

out some more routines.

I guess I'm kind of scared.

There's a lot of world outside Alpine Peaks.

Don't worry, honey.

The public's going to dig you the most.

And just remember what Christopher Columbus always said.

The world's no square.

Hi, Mr.

Mason. Hi, kid.

It's good to see you again.

I wonder if Mr. Marshall will feel the same way. We can find out.

And Mr. Mason to see Mr. Marshall.

No explosion.

Go right in. Let's send the spider to the fly.

Oh, so it's you.

Isn't that what your receptionist told you?

Well, I was hoping there might be a different Mitch Mason in the world.

What did you do? Read the paper and find out how much money I was making? Change

your mind about my daughter?

That's my trouble, Joe.

Love money, hate marriage.

What else is new?

Well, I hate to admit it, but Debbie still keeps your picture in her bedroom.

No kidding?

Yeah, she throws rocks at it every night.

Oh.

How's her aim?

Improving.

How come you're not still out in the flea bags with Cook?

Rock and roll is on the ropes.

Kaput.

So now you broke me the job, hmm?

Okay, Mitch.

You know how you can get a junior partnership with me?

Yeah.

By letting Debbie throw rocks at me in her bedroom instead of at my picture.

What's wrong with trying to raise a lot of little talent managers?

You're a tough character, Joe, and I respect you for it. But how long would

respect me if I married Debbie just to get a job?

Okay, so lots of guys hate their sons -in -law.

Thanks, Joe, but I'd rather have you hate me for my own reasons.

Okay, what else can I do for you?

If you could use a little more money, I know how you can get it.

You got a deal?

A hot one.

But you need me.

Yeah, I need you.

And I'm loaded with appointments today. Suppose we talk about it tonight.

Anytime you say.

I've got to go to the 7 Club to talk to Dion about a new booking. We can have

dinner there.

You won't regret it, Joe. I don't regret anything.

That's what makes me a tough character.

I love them cause to me they're all the same.

I hug them and I squeeze them. They don't even know my name. They call me

wanderer. Yeah, the wanderer.

Oh,

well, let's go on my left. I'm in this Mary on my right. And Janie is the girl,

well, that I'll be with tonight.

Thank you.

This way, please.

Joe.

You didn't tell me Debbie was going to be here.

Hello, stinker.

Of course he didn't tell you. I wanted to save me a surprise for you.

Okay, Debbie.

I'm surprised.

Now, where do we go to talk business, Joe?

You know something? If she weren't my daughter, I wouldn't mind sitting down.

Go on, sit down. She can't marry him to Seven Club.

Champagne. Pick a good year, General.

Yes, Mr. Marshall.

You go right ahead and talk, Mitch.

Just forget I'm here.

Mitch was telling me about a new act he found out in the boondocks.

Not just an act, Joe.

I told you these kids could start a whole new dance track.

Motored right, it could be greater than rock and roll.

What do you think, hon?

I don't know.

Why don't you tell me more about it while we're down?

Debbie, I didn't... Go ahead, Mitch.

I value Debbie's opinion very highly.

My pleasure.

There, I hate long -distance conversation.

This kind of dancing should be done in private. Mitch, you're positively

archaic. For up to you, you bring back the Stone Age.

Fine. That's when men used to hit their women over the heads with clubs.

You know, it's a year since I've seen you, Mitch. I haven't exactly counted

days.

You can't make me angry. My skin is as tough as my father's. I know. I can feel

it.

A man should have a wife who's soft when she should be and tough when she has to

be. And what kind of a husband should she have? The one she wants.

If you're hungry, we can order dinner.

And you want to hear about the kids I founded, don't you?

All right. I'll save your ear for dessert.

They do a new kind of dance, one that hasn't been seen outside of Alpine

It's called a twist.

You've been keeping these in storage for me, Mitch?

It's got a six -piece combo with a singer. Boy and girl dance team. Band's

new beat.

Team introduces the twist.

You shouldn't have come back, Mitch.

Now I want you more than ever.

Now, if your father could just book them into the right spot, get them a

showcase, and let Tina Long belt out the dance the way she does, there'll be a

smash.

That gal's got everything.

She's young, fresh, and beautiful.

I tell you...

She sparkles like a 40 -carat dot.

Just how old is this kid?

20, 21. I don't know. What's the difference?

But old enough?

Old enough for what?

Not Debbie.

All right. We'll discuss it with Father.

You want my opinion of Mrs. People?

I've been waiting.

Well, the singer and the band sound all right, but that kind of dance team is

really passe.

Passe? How can you introduce a new dance without a dance team?

I couldn't care less.

Could I, Father?

Probably not.

Too bad about the dance team, Mitch?

Especially the girl in it.

Oh.

She got something Debbie hasn't got?

Yeah.

She doesn't want to marry me.

How convenient for you.

Forget the whole thing, Joe. Forget I ever walked into your office this

I'll think about your kids, Mitch.

Let you know tomorrow.

Forget it.

What do you mean you'll let them know about it tomorrow?

You should have seen the look in his eyes when he talked about that girl.

You really want him that much?

Have I ever wanted anybody else?

That beats me. You could have had 20 other guys for just winking one eye, but

you better knock yourself out after him.

Well, you won't get him the way you're going after him.

And you won't get rid of the other girl with your tactics.

What do you want me to do? Write to the advice to the lovelorn for help?

Well, I've always gotten you everything you ever wanted.

Maybe I can get him for you, too.

Oh?

You thought of something really dirty and Machiavellian, I hope?

Well,

you're a chip off the old block.

About that lady's auxiliary, Charity Bazaar in Boston, uh, two weeks from

It's all set.

Revere's band plays a date.

Cancel him.

Cancel him? But, Chief, it's... Get him another booking. I've got a new group to

play that date.

Something high -class, Chief. You know how those old society characters are.

They want real, sweet, quiet music, heavy on the fiddles, light on the

This combo is right on the nose. Just right for Mrs.

Vanderveer's old charity ladies.

Well, what's the name of the outfit?

Clay Cole. He's a singer. Backed by his own group.

Mitch Mason found him.

Okay, Joe, if you say so.

You know how they'll be received better than I do.

I think I know just how he'll be received.

I didn't know Mason was back in town.

Loss up your act with Debbie?

She still has Mason's picture in her bedroom.

How do you know what's in Debbie's bedroom?

Well, she told me, Joe. Believe me.

Okay, I guess that's the only way it can be.

I'll get that Charity Bazaar date set.

The sooner the better.

Mitch!

Hi, baby.

Hey, you act as if you really mean it.

We'd be at all, I guess, that way. Hi, Mitch Moore. Hi, Jesse.

Hiya, Mitch. Hi, Larry. Well, are we big Broadway stars or aren't we? Let's just

say we'll be close to Broadway.

How close?

Boston. Boston?

You mean the Twister's ready for Boston?

It's a one -night date.

Swank Hotel, Carver Towers.

Some kind of a charity affair.

Be a great break for you kids. The top booking agent in the business will be

there to catch your stuff.

Top booking agent?

Not Joe Marshall.

Yes, Joe Marshall.

What's wrong with Mr. Marshall?

He's got a daughter, that's what.

Dizzy, look, there weren't any strings attached.

No strings attached, just a rope around your neck.

Look, Mitch, we're in no hurry. If you don't want to do business with Mr.

Marshall, we'll just find some other way.

Dizzy's crazy.

I'm not going to throw this opportunity down the drain.

It could be the start of everything for you.

And the finish for you.

Believe me, Marshall's doing business my way, not his daughter's.

Mitch, does this girl love you?

She throws rocks at my pictures and turns purple every time she hears my

She only loves herself, so let's just forget about her. All right.

Okay, kids, rehearsal every night until we leave. You guys go tell the rest of

the gang.

Honey, when you get there, Boston's going to be closer to Broadway than it's

ever been.

And when does the dancing start, Mrs. Van Der Veer?

I do so love a lively waltz. Oh, you bad girl.

Why, you're positively sinful.

No, the dancing won't start for a while yet.

Charity first, you know. We want everyone to spend money at the booth.

Kisses for charity?

Just five dollars.

Please, Miss Cranley, no need.

I'm sure your lips must be tired by now.

I thought the kissing booth quite a daring innovation this year.

Are you making a lot of money for sweet charity's sakes in here?

Mrs. Vanderveer, would you have any objections if I marked the price down to

.98?

Looked like no twist crowd to me.

You're right.

But Joe Marshall should know what he's doing.

Mitch, this isn't some kind of a trick, is it? I mean, would Mr. Marshall...

We're getting paid for it, honey.

That's all we have to worry about.

You and the boys go back and get ready.

Mitch, boy, I don't like this.

Look at those dames.

Nothing but corsets and girdles.

You think they're going to snap a garter doing the twist?

Are you sure you know what you're doing,

Father? I certainly didn't want to come all the way to Boston with you just to

be humiliated. You'll see.

Mitch is like a young colt that has to be broken before you can put a bridle on

him. You think this will do it?

Well, it'll break more than his spirit.

It'll break him where it hurts him the most, in the wallet.

Sooner or later, he'll have to come back to us.

Both of us.

Good, that's the way I want it. You put a bridle on him, and I'll put a bridle

veil on me.

Shall we head for the corral?

Uh -oh.

Mr. Mason?

Yes, Mrs. Van Deer. You can start the dance music now.

Are you ready?

Sure, all set.

Excellent.

We're ready, but is she?

We're about to find out.

Everything looks normal.

I think Mitch is just about to set the charity business back 50 years.

Shall we?

Okay, kids.

This is it.

If it doesn't exactly look like Alpine Peaks, remember, people are people

everywhere.

Good luck, honey.

Make sure they get the message.

All right, Clay, let's ride.

Did you see him kiss her?

It's nice to know where your competition is.

It's charming to go on. Of course, Harvey.

If you like.

Amelia,

will you marry me?

It's savage.

I would put a stop to it. Oh, no, Mrs. Vanavere. Please don't stop it.

I'll see that my father donates $10 ,000 to charity.

But why shoot you?

No matter what you say or do.

It's just not possible.

Not grown people.

Do you mind if we leave?

What's the hurry, Debbie?

You get all those gloating speeches you were going to throw at me?

I find the whole thing vulgar, and I don't care to stay.

That's too bad.

I thought you might like to see how the other half lives.

Mitch, what is happening here tonight is a fluke, a phony.

Those people are only dancing out of boredom. Sure, the whole world's bored.

Bored? We're thinking about the atom bomb and bomb shelters and fallout and

everything else that's bad.

If dance makes them feel better, what's the difference what the medicine is?

The people that dance to my father's bands are not sick.

There's your answer, Mitch.

I don't sell that kind of stuff.

No, you sold the shimmy, Black Bottom, the Charleston, and rock and roll.

Why don't you get religion, Joe?

Your daughter gave you the word. I don't want the act.

And that's that.

Who thought what pleased the people would please you, Mr. Marshall?

Isn't that the way it's... supposed to work?

I'm sure that my father is quite capable of running his own business, Miss

Loudon. Oh, I'm sorry.

I thought you were running the business.

Well, we're in for a tough time, kids.

No jobs, no prospects.

All we can do is head for New York as soon as this shindig is over.

Have you got any more wonderful ideas rattling around in your head? If you

any younger, I'd spank you. And I'd put a dunce cap on you.

Why don't you pick a husband you can get? I will get the one I want.

Only the next idea will be mine.

Fine. In the meantime, I'm going to fix that smart aleck Mason so he and his

unit don't work anywhere.

Taxi!

Everybody quit!

Two weeks in New York, two dozen turndowns, two dozen bucks left in our

Two and two together, and what do you get?

Two -two depressing.

Hey, that record.

Does that ring a bell?

If it did, I couldn't hear it. I've been counted out.

Hey, no kidding, Mitch.

That's Chubby Checker. He's at the 7 Club now.

I'm glad somebody's working.

Well, you know who's emceeing there.

No. Georgie Clark.

You remember Georgie. He used to run the Alamo Theater down in Texas.

Alamo Theater.

Yeah. And you loaned him $1 ,000 to put on a show?

Dizzy, you don't think often, but when you do, you make up for lost time.

Chubby is our man.

The king will help his loyal subjects, and Georgie will take us to see the

Baby, you get back to your place and change your clothes.

The 7 Club? There's only one thing we've got to say to Georgie Clark.

What's that?

We got a problem.

Come on, sit down. Let's talk about it.

So that's all there is to it, Chubby. I can't prove a thing. Maybe Marshall's

blackballed us, maybe he hasn't.

But nobody will even call me.

Let's see.

All you need is a break.

I got an idea.

You'll work here at the Club 7.

I'll develop a slight case of laryngitis.

Chubby, that's asking too much.

No, that's all right. One twist into another and everything's going to be all

right. Look, before I get sick, I want you to have my latest number.

join yourselves here at the 7 Club.

And right now, it's my pleasure to introduce a great little girl with a

voice. Ladies and gentlemen, Vicki Spencer.

Vicki?

Too many boys.

Too many crushes.

on them, Vicki. They dig a real groove, eh?

Yeah, but now we're going to dig the groove a little deeper with something

Here's a dance that starts where the rest of the dancers leave off.

And if you've had enough to drink and you've left your inhibitions at home,

know you're all welcome to get up and try this dance yourselves.

So, man, let your eyeballs bug, man, because here comes the twist!

Clay Cole!

I like the twist.

The twist is here to stay. Yay, everybody twist.

Everything's going to be all right. Turn to your left and turn to your right.

Not just any idea.

There had to be one that I knew would work.

Chief, you've got to let me read you something. Hello, Debbie. I didn't know

were here.

Hi, old faithful.

You stopped phoning me.

Oh, when you started calling me Mitch, I gave up. What's that you're waving

around? More telegrams. Chief, you just can't go on ignoring this twist stuff

anymore. Every hotel and club in the country is wiring in for information.

The only information you can give them is that we don't handle that kind of

music. And all because of Mitch Mason. Chief and agency has to keep up where

times are falling on its face.

Debbie, listen to me.

Forget Mitch. He's in love with Tina Loudon. He's not even looking at other

women. So you think it's all decided?

Tina wants a ring on her finger, and you and your father want to put a ring

through Mitch's nose. Now, which do you think he'd rather have?

Well, the thing to do, Harry, dear, is to make sure he has no choice.

I'd say it's none of your business, Harry.

Call Mitch and tell him to come over here this afternoon.

Tell him it's important.

Well, you can't say I haven't tried. I want you, you want Mitch.

And never the twain shall meet.

You're very sweet, Harry.

Probably if you didn't want me, I'd want you.

C 'est la guerre.

As far as Mitch and I are concerned, that's one twain that's going to meet.

I think it ought to go more like this.

Yeah. Popium, Mitch. Oh, thanks, Georgie. Hey, what's up? Hello. Yeah.

Oh, hello, Harry. How are you? It's Harry Davis.

That's right, Harry. Things are really looking up.

No, we haven't set any dates after the 7 Club.

Oh, we've had offers, sure.

But we're waiting to get booked into the right spot.

Well, I might be able to make it down there this afternoon, Harry.

Okay, tell Marshall I'll be there.

See you later.

Kids, we did it. The Marshall office is after us now.

You want to bet?

Well, what do we need them for?

For one thing only. They handle class bookings. I don't want to see you kids

working in joints.

Oh, sure.

I suppose from now on, the 7th Club won't be able to afford you people.

Wait, buddy. We don't know what Marshall's deal is yet.

Lots of luck. Well, whatever it is, we'd do it for nothing if you asked us to,

Mr. Clark.

Thanks, honey. But you must remember, this club made a lot of money from your

gang the last few months.

More than they've ever made. And you better make sure you let Joe Marshall

it. He'll hear it so many times, he'll think it's a broken record.

Yeah, we'll make so much money. We'll make so much money. We'll make so much

money. We'll make so much money. Okay, so I was wrong about the twist.

I'm ready to make you a new deal.

Turn your contract with the unit over to the agency and come in with me as a

partner. We'll split 50 -50 on everything.

Sell my bunch to you so you can sell them down the river.

You'll never get another deal like that anywhere else.

I haven't tried yet.

Then it's no soap?

No soap.

What do you want?

Bookings. The best I can get.

Let's talk about a three -year deal without a partnership.

You're getting warmer.

I'm prepared to make such a deal with the unit opening in San Francisco right

away.

I'll talk to the kids about it and let you know.

If they're smart, they'll take it. It'll guarantee their future.

It wouldn't be so bad for yours either.

I'll get back to you.

Get me Tina Loudon on the phone.

Right away.

Now, about you, Miss Loudon.

I'm sure you didn't ask me to dinner for social reasons, Mr. Marshall.

Well, Mitch told you about the deal, of course.

Yeah.

I wonder if you and the boys know the real value of that three -year term

contract.

$100 ,000 the first year, $200 ,000 the second, $300 ,000 the third.

Seems almost too much to believe.

One thing, however, see, you represent an investment.

You become the idol of teenagers, develop a big public, hundreds of fan

College boys will be voting you the girl they'd want most to be caught in a

compromising situation.

Our agency would be spending a fortune in publicity and exploitation because

bigger you and your boys become, the more money we will all make.

But I want my investment protected.

Of course, I can understand that.

Okay, then. These are simple facts.

If you get married, you won't be worth a dime to me or yourself.

The kind of public you'll get doesn't want to think of you as being married.

In short,

you sign a clause that for the term of the contract, three years, You will not

marry.

Is this your daughter's idea? I mean, did she think of it herself?

The part about me not getting married?

Well, what put that thought in your head?

Oh, I just imagined it's something she might think of.

Well, now, see here, young lady, I... Of course, she has no reason to be

concerned. No one's asked me to get married.

Yeah.

I mean, they haven't.

So, uh, let's see.

For the life of the contract, I'm not to get married.

Is that the way the contract would read?

Exactly.

Either you okay the clause or the entire deal's off.

Well, if I kept the boys from making a lot of money just because I wanted to

married, I'd be a pretty big heel, wouldn't I?

Yeah, a real heel.

How long do you think it would take to make up the contracts?

Oh, four or five days. I can get on it right away.

All right, Mr. Marshall.

You make up the contracts just the way you want them, and I'll sign them.

It takes a woman to be smart.

Are you thinking of me or your daughter?

You know something, young lady, my daughter is not smart.

As a matter of fact, maybe she's dumb for wanting Mason so much.

And now she'll get him.

Frankly, I hope so, so I can have some peace.

Okay, then, it's all settled.

You and the boys will leave for San Francisco at the end of the week.

All right.

I'll discuss it with Mitch and the boy.

You're a nice kid, Miss Loudon.

Go out and have some fun.

You amaze the number of men in this country who don't want to get married.

Good morning, gentlemen.

Good morning.

It must be something important you wanted a meeting so early.

At least it didn't keep you awake all last night.

Once the gimmick came to me, I couldn't stop thinking about it.

It's a promotion stunt.

One that could rack up the biggest coast -to -coast dance audience in the

history of show business. Look, it's early in the morning. Outside of coffee,

nothing's going to keep me from yawning except money.

You haven't mentioned that yet.

We gain, the record companies gain, and the networks gain.

and we can probably get a cut of the profits all around.

Well, he sounds better than coffee to me.

Instant coffee, gentlemen.

Meaning instant money?

There's no better kind.

Okay, Mitch, drop the bomb, and let's see if we get 50 megatons.

A jazz jamboree featuring The Twist.

We put in all the martial agency acts, plug their new records, boost their

record sales, give the acts a showcase, and make Tina Loudon, Clay Cole and the

Boys, and The Twist national institutions.

All on a coast -to -coast hookup with multiple sponsorship by advertisers.

At least 50 megatons. Instant money.

We set it up in Los Angeles. That town's always gone for those jazzy concerts.

You got somebody to stage it for you?

Georgie Clark.

He's got the experience.

Okay. I can leave for Los Angeles immediately and work with our West Coast

office. Harry, you back up Mitch for whatever help he needs. We take over one

those big halls the first week in July.

After the schools are closed.

That way the kids can all make it as well as the adults.

July 1st week.

I'll handle the networks from this end.

Harry, start contacting all our top acts.

Make sure that Chubby Checker and Dion are included.

I want them all to have open dates for this jamboree deal. I'll get right on

Oh, uh, Mitch.

I suppose congratulations will be in order for you and Debbie.

Where'd you hear that?

Well, I kind of figured you'd be taking Tina Loudon's telephone number out of

your little black book with the three -year no -marriage clause in her

Old phone numbers never die, Harry. Sometimes they don't even fade away.

Well, don't bet on it. Anything Debbie Marshall can't get in three years, she

already has.

How about it, Mitch?

You got that Loudon girl out of your system enough to be sensible and think

about giving me a couple of grandchildren?

One jamboree at a time.

See you later, Joe.

I hope Disney's got everything running smoothly backstage.

Two more minutes and your jamboree goes coast to coast.

It's big, Mitch. Good idea.

I think I'm more nervous than our kids must be.

I enjoyed coming out with you on the plane, Mitch. I've always wanted to fly

high with you, darling.

It's too bad Harry isn't here to see this.

Who needs him?

Why don't you marry the guy so he can forget you?

I stopped throwing rocks at your pictures in my bedroom.

I now think of other things.

One minute.

I suppose you think I'm seven kinds of witch for making my father do the things

he did to you.

Eight. But considering why you did what you did, I suppose I should be

flattered. Naturally.

You know, Debbie, you wouldn't be a bad girl at all if you weren't so determined

to run everyone else's life.

Now you're talking like a big brother. I have no intention of being just a

sister to you, Mitch.

Eight o 'clock. Here we go.

There's a Georgie Clark all set to bring you this great jazz jamboree from

gigantic Hollywood Hall in Los Angeles, California.

And tonight, tonight you will see the greatest array of specialized talent

to assemble under one roof.

Well, we're getting set to get this jamboree jamming, so let's start way out

with Clay Cole and his...

Well, thank you very much. Now we'd like to keep our TV spectacular rolling.

From Laurie Records, here's Dion.

Here's your chance.

and here are one of the very best. From Cold Pick's record, say hello to the

Marcells.

Merry Christmas, everybody.

Merry Christmas.

And a twisted New Year.

Yeah, we've been twisted.

Oh, yeah.

We've been through summertime.

Houston Heart is all about.

Watch out!

Come on, let's twist.

Round the Christmas tree.

we think is going to be a big star.

Here is 16 -year -old Vicki Spencer.

Come on.

Take your tables.

Thank you. I want to introduce the young man you've all been waiting for.

Here's the king of the twist, Chubby Checker.

there just won't be any more to talk about.

And why not?

Watch the stage.

What has that got to do with it?

Just watch.

Ladies and gentlemen, before we go on to our big finale, that living doll, that

twistiness chick, Tina Loudon would like to say a few words to you.

Tina?

I'd just like to say how thrilled everybody is here backstage with the way

received our show tonight.

And especially I'd like to thank our wonderful master of ceremonies, Mr.

Clark, who helped us put the show together.

And to a really wonderful person, without whom there'd be no twist at all,

husband, Mitch Mason.

What's that gravy snip talking about? She said husband.

She should know.

Then you are married.

Legally. My father has a contract.

Mitch, if you're really married to Tina, I'll sue you for every cent you have.

I'll ruin all of you.

That girl will never perform on another stage.

No one breaks a contract with Joe Marshall.

I don't think you're going to sue anybody, Joe.

It took you five days to prepare those contracts.

That clause you put in merely said that Tina was not to get married for three

years. She won't.

But you just said... She can't.

Tina and I got married before the contracts were signed.

Not smarted by an amateur from the Alpine Peaks.

I think you and Harry will be very happy.

Not angry?

What good would it do me?

I certainly don't want to take poison. It would give me a stomachache.

Let's see.

There's Harry Davis.

It's a good thing I had another man warming up in the bullpen.

A one, a two.

A three, a four, a five, a six, a seven, a eight, a nine.