Original subtitles

It's not

The pale moon

That excites me

That thrills

Or delights me

Oh, no

It's just the nearness of you

It isn't your sweet

Conversation

That brings

This sensation...

All right, gentlemen.

Why don't we take one from the head.

Keep it nice and smooth.

It's just the nearness of you

When you're in my arms

And I feel you so close to me

All my wildest

See ya.

Dreams

Come true

Mmm

I need no soft lights

To enchant me...

Y'all aren't about to begin, are you?

- You have a few more moments. - Thank you.

Oh, Mona.

Oh, no...

Robert.

Robert Halloway.

Hey, boys!

Breakfast is served!

All right.

If you're hungry,

there's some butter right there.

- Thanks, Carmen. - Thank you, Carmen.

- You're welcome, baby. - Pass the salt.

Oh. Gentlemen, gentlemen.

- Morning. -Morning. - Morning. -Morning.

- Hey, what time's the gig tonight? - 9:00.

I need to find a record store to pick up Monk's new side.

Newk's on it.

Well, ain't no record stores around here.

You're gonna have to go to Harlem.

Hey, you mind if I tag along?

Got to cop me some new kicks.

Soles on these are so thin,

if I stepped on a sandwich, I could feel the mayonnaise.

You're a nut, Chico.

Playing it cool

- I used to laugh... - See? See?

There's nothing wrong with this fan.

Come on, good fan.

Talk to me.

Daddy, that fan is broken.

That's why it was out on the street.

See, now, now, that's what you said

when I found that TV set you're watching, too.

- And it had a perfect picture. - Yeah, with no sound.

And what'd I do?

Found another TV that only has sound.

Right. That's right.

Know what you call that? Call that ingenuity.

That's called cheap is what it's called.

Daddy.

Sylvie, it is a beautiful summer day out there.

Wouldn't you rather be outside with Mona or something?

Mm-mm.

I want to be here spending time with you.

Well...

I'll be in my office.

- I'm gonna get this fan to work. - Please.

Carmen said it's up here, right?

Uh-huh.

Great googa mooga, look at all that sugar.

Hey, how you doing?

You know the lighter the roast, the stronger the coffee, right?

Chicago Sweetney.

Where you going? Want to go this way?

♪

♪

Yes, ma'am.

Let her roll!

Excuse me, miss?

You got Thelonious Monk's "Brilliant Corners"?

It's in the bebop section

between Charlie Mingus and James Moody.

Thanks.

Mm-hmm.

What are you doing up here?

I thought you were downstairs boxing chocolates.

- Oh, they kicked me out of there fast. - Why?

I kept pinching them to see what kind they were.

This is the fourth department I've been in.

Oh? I didn't do so well either.

All right, girls.

Now, this is your last chance.

If one piece of candy gets past you

and into the packing room unwrapped, you're fired.

Let her roll!

All set. -Oh.

That will be three dollars.

Um, how much is the discount if you work here?

We're not hiring.

Well, this sign says you are.

You see

my fiancé is over in Korea,

and my mother won't allow television inside the house,

so I have to come here to Daddy's store every day

to watch my shows until Lacy comes home and we get married

and I can finally have a TV of my own.

Oh.

But my mother, Eunice Johnson

of the Eunice Johnson School of...

School of Etiquette and Manners.

- Uh-huh. - Mm-hmm.

She has some of the finest young ladies

from the best families in Harlem attend her schools,

so she has a certain image to uphold

and therefore doesn't want people to think that I'm here

because Daddy can't afford to hire help.

So that's why we put the sign in the window,

- even though we don't need anyone. - Mm-hmm.

Sylvie?

- Yes, Daddy? - What's going on out there?

It's just somebody about the sign again.

Happens a lot.

Uh, hello, sir.

What's your name, boy?

Robert.

Robert Halloway, sir.

Hmm.

Well, Mr. Robert Halloway, sir...

- Oh. - You're hired.

Come back tomorrow morning at 10:00 a.m.

Yes, sir.

Baby, you need to find something else to do

this summer besides watching these TVs all day.

Uh-huh.

Fools give their hearts

Much too soon...

So

how much is this with my discount?

It's on the house.

See you tomorrow.

See you tomorrow.

- Thanks. - Mm-hmm.

Fool.

♪

Hey, Sonny. Two J.W. Dants.

- These are on The Countess. - Who? Miss Ann over there?

Yeah.

Come on, Bobby.

Good evening.

And thank you for the drinks.

I'm Dickie Brewster and this is Bobby Halloway.

Genevieve.

My friends call me Genie.

Genie, huh?

You grant wishes, too?

Oh, of course.

But only if you rub my lamp just right.

Mm. Thank you.

Do sit down.

So, B-flat.

You're the genuine article, aren't you?

I noticed you were playing quintuples in 5/4 time.

That's quite an innovative way

to experiment with a non-common time signature.

Thanks.

I'm having, uh, some friends over

on Friday night, my place.

Sort of an impromptu jam session.

I would love it if you could drop by.

The Dickie Brewster Quartet will be there.

Actually, we have a late set on Friday.

Oh, we're a nocturnal bunch.

I'm sure we'll just be getting started.

Until then.

Till then.

Babe, give me...

Darling, you send me...

Favorite

song from a movie.

"The Man That Got Away" from "A Star Is Born."

Oh.

Okay.

Favorite song from senior year of high school.

"C'est Si Bon," Eartha Kitt.

Mm.

Favorite song to

mess around to.

I am not answering that.

Well, if old Eunice hadn't caught you

messing around with Lacy,

you wouldn't be getting married in the first place.

Tell me about this new boy at the store.

Is he cute?

I didn't really notice.

That much.

Wanting to marry you

And take you home...

Just set that down on that table over there.

Yes, sir.

This basement door is tricky,

so be careful not to shut it all the way

or else you'll be locked down here.

Yes, sir.

Yeah, that's good.

So what else you do, Robert?

Well, I play the saxophone.

- You don't say. - Yeah.

I used to be a saxophonist myself.

- Is that right? - Yeah.

Hey, you ever hear "The Scooty-Scooty Blues"?

No, I don't think I know that one.

Long-legged beauty

Gave me the scooty-scooty blues.

Yeah, yeah.

I wrote that back in, uh...

Orangeburg, South Cackalacky.

Geechie Jay... that's what they call me.

Tenor or alto?

Tenor.

Oh. What kind of ax you swing?

A Selmer, Super Action.

Nice.

Had me a Conn New Wonder with a snakeskin case.

- You still play? - Nah, nah.

Once I started a family, I gave all that up.

Nah, this record store is my only tie to music now.

Yeah, I tried to teach Sylvie, but, you know, she

she got in her head she gonna make TV shows one day.

I mean, can you imagine?

Colored girl making TV shows?

Yeah.

Listen, fellas, I can't stay too late, all right?

Why? What you got going on?

Well, Bobby took a day job at the record store

so he can put the make on this babe, and she's engaged.

Hey.

I took it 'cause we ain't

making no dough at the Blue Morocco.

- That's why I took it. - Well, that is all about to change.

Gentlemen, we have arrived.

Who's your manager?

Well, we don't have one.

Not yet.

And how much dosh is

the Blue Morocco paying you for the summer?

- 200. - $200?

For the entire summer?

You see, a good manager would never

let them pay you pennies for a Picasso,

and that sax player of yours is the "Demoiselles d'Avignon."

And if you want to be New York musicians,

you've got to look the part.

500 should cover suits for the four of you.

Ah.

When someone asks you who your manager is, what do you say?

You are?

Attaboy. Oh.

Hey, what's the big idea?

I get 20%.

Let's try this.

Daddy, you almost got electrocuted.

You leave that thing alone.

It's just beyond repair.

Once Robert finishes downstairs,

you go ahead and close up early.

I'm gonna go find us an air conditioner.

Well, I saw my baby walking

With another man today

Well, I saw my baby walking

With another man today

When I asked her, "What's the matter?"

This is what I heard her say

See you later, alligator

After awhile, crocodile

See you later, alligator

After awhile, crocodile

Can't you see you're in my way now?

Don't you know you cramp my style?

♪

After awhile, crocodile

See you later, alligator

After awhile, crocodile

Can't you see you're in my way now?

Don't you know you cramp my style?

See you later, alligator

After awhile, crocodile

See you later, alligator

So long, that's all

Goodbye.

- Okay, I was just... - Uh-huh.

cleaning up, 'cause my father said that we could

close early, so...

I'm just gonna

Well, I can...

I can help you if you want.

- Careful, don't close... - Oh!

Funny that it does that.

Suppose we're

stuck down here till Daddy gets back, huh?

Yep.

Say, can I have one?

Thank you.

How do you use this thing?

Yeah, here.

Hey, you've got a French light.

What's that?

A French light.

It's when you light a cigarette and it only lights up halfway.

Supposed to mean you're gonna fall in love.

Mm.

Well, you have one, too.

What's that supposed to mean?

So Daddy tells me you're a saxophone player.

Yep.

I'm actually in town

with my band from Detroit for the summer.

We're playing over at the Blue Morocco.

Are you any good?

Depends on what you like.

It's not Bill Haley and the Comets.

Well, I like all sorts of music.

You have to, working in a record store and all, you know.

So you can suggest music to the customers.

For instance, you got Monk's "Brilliant Corners,"

and you're a saxophone player,

so I'm guessing you like Sonny Rollins.

- Uh-huh. - Am I right?

Yeah.

Well, then I would recommend

his latest album, "Way Out West,"

where he leads a trio with him on sax

and a bassist and a drummer.

Unless of course you already have it.

I don't.

See?

Yeah.

Mm.

So what about your fiancé?

What type of music's he like?

Little Richard.

Here you go.

- Thanks. - Mm-hmm.

My band's playing tomorrow night

at 9:00 if you want to come.

I could put you on the guest list.

Can my cousin come?

Sure.

All right, then.

See you tomorrow.

Hey.

See you later, alligator.

And now, ladies and gentlemen,

put your hands together

and give a warm Blue Morocco welcome

to the Dickie Brewster Quartet.

♪

♪

Thank you, thank you.

This next number is something we call "B-Loved."

Is that him?

♪

♪

Guys?

I'd like you to meet Monsieur Antoine Fournier.

Hello, gentlemen.

Pleasure to meet you.

Antoine books several clubs in Paris.

He's known as the sort of

patron saint of American jazz expatriates.

- Wouldn't you say? - I'm hardly a saint,

but I do think you guys would be a hit in Paris.

Not many American Negroes there.

I have a spot I need to book in one month's time at Le Sousol,

one of the top jazz clubs in Paris.

Well, we still got two months left on this gig,

- so that doesn't work. - Oh, leave that to me, B-flat.

That's what managers are for.

Shall we have another drink?

See you out there.

You guys are dynamite.

Did he say "Paris"? As in Paris?

- Mm-hmm. - Ooh.

As in French bread, French fries.

- Ooh, French thighs. Oui, oui. - Yeah.

How we gonna go to Paris, man?

Dickie's still on parole.

And when she become our manager?

Man, I don't know, but I do know

I wouldn't mind meeting me some of those mademoiselles.

Speaking of which.

Why must I need you...

Hey.

You came.

I did.

Oh, this is my cousin Mona.

Mona Lisa.

Like the painting.

Nice to meet you, Mona.

- Oh, this here is... - Chicago Sweetney.

At your service.

Charmed, I'm sure.

Do you want to sit down?

Uh, sure.

Oh!

Mambo?

♪

So what's the verdict?

Am I any good?

Well, you're right, you're no Bill Haley.

But I do think you're about as good

as any tenor player I've ever heard.

With the exception of John William Coltrane, but...

I'd say you're gaining on him.

I don't think I'll ever catch the Trane, but thank you.

Well, thank you for being good.

I'd be awful embarrassed if you weren't.

Hey, Bobby.

We're all going around the corner to Freddie's

if you want to stop by.

When you're done babysitting.

Is that your girlfriend?

Uh, who, Connie? No.

We just work together.

Kind of like we do, only she's not engaged.

Well, I do think I ought to be going home.

Uh, before you do

may I have the pleasure of this dance, Miss Johnson?

You don't remember me, but I...

- I really shouldn't. - Come on.

You mean to tell me you're gonna turn down a dance

with the next John Coltrane?

You broke my heart in two

Tears on my pillow

Pain in my heart

Caused by you, ooh

You

If we could start anew

I wouldn't hesitate

I'd gladly take you back...

You don't have to go home,

but you can't stay here.

Hey, Bobby, uh, me and, uh, uh...

Mona.

Yeah, we're gonna split.

Make sure she gets home okay.

I'll call you tomorrow, Sylvie.

So...

I do have to go home.

Can I walk you?

Did you listen to "Brilliant Corners" yet?

Only about a hundred times.

I never met a girl who knew as much about music as you do.

I bet the only thing you know about

- more than music is television. - Oh, don't get me started.

I've seen just about every episode of everything.

Well...

I never met anyone who could play music the way you do.

What's the one thing you love about it the most?

Mm, the way it makes me feel.

Oh, that's me.

Yeah.

Never found anything to make me feel like that.

So how'd you meet your fiancé?

Oh.

At a cotillion at the Renaissance Ball.

At a what?

You don't know what a cotillion is?

No.

Uh, it's a formal ball

where debutantes are presented to society

and then introduced to young men from prominent families.

- Oh. - Mm.

So Lacy's from a prominent family?

Oh, sure. His father's a doctor,

and he has one of the most successful medical practices

in the country, Negro or otherwise.

So not just prominent but rich.

I'm afraid, terribly.

Well, thank you for

walking me home.

And for the invitation.

You were terrific.

Night.

You know, where I'm from,

when a fellow walks a gal home from a date,

there's usually a good night kiss involved.

But I guess this wasn't really a date, huh?

No.

Well, not officially.

But

you asked me and I came, so I suppose it is

rather date-like.

Been practicing that?

Good night.

Just...

♪

Sylvie, is that you?

I'll see you tomorrow.

♪

Hey, what's your favorite song on this?

Uh, "You Don't Know What Love Is."

Hey, what are you doing tonight?

Depends.

Oh, hi, Mama.

Robert, this is my mother, Eunice Johnson.

This is Robert Halloway.

Pleasure to meet you, ma'am.

My husband tells me that you're a musician.

Yes, ma'am.

Did you attend conservatory?

Uh, no, ma'am. I'm self-taught.

But he's really very talented.

- Is that so? - Mm-hmm.

- Mm. - Mm.

Well, I do hope that Mr. Johnson isn't boring you

with too many of his own music tales.

Oh, no.

I love Mr. Jay's...

I mean, Mr. Johnson's stories.

Well, I'm sure you have things to do.

Yeah, I should get back to work.

- Excuse me. - Oh.

You know, my dear, a young lady should never

lavish gushing praise on a young man,

especially one who's beneath her station.

It might give off the wrong impression.

You wouldn't want that, now, would you?

No, ma'am.

Good.

- Okay. - Need a receipt?

No.

Three dollars change.

So I was gonna ask you earlier if you're busy tonight,

'cause I want to invite you to a birthday party...

I wanted to tell you that what happened between us

last night was a mistake.

It was a momentary lapse in judgment on my part,

and it can't happen again.

Okay?

Okay.

Whose party is this anyway?

Oh, didn't I tell you?

David Rockefeller and Brooke Astor.

Hey! Mmm. Mm-hmm. Mm. Mm-hmm.

Find a place there in your heart

And I'll tell you of the ABCs

Gosh knows I love you

Heaven knows it's true

Excuse me.

I want to be near you

J-K-L-M-N-O-P-Q

Run, honey, and don't be blind

Sugar, you stay on my mind

True love is hard to find

I'll tell you of the ABCs...

Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday to you

Oh.

Happy birthday, dear Carmen

Happy birthday to you.

An angel in my eyes

There she goes

I love her passing by

I love her

You plan on ignoring me all night?

For she is my dream

She is my dream...

Look, Robert, I came here with Mona.

I didn't even know that you'd be here.

Oh, so if you knew I'd be here, you wouldn't have come?

No, that's not what I meant.

The bottom line is

you shouldn't have kissed me last night.

I'm... I'm engaged.

You don't have to keep reminding me

that you're engaged.

It's all you ever talk about.

Which is a shame 'cause it's actually

the least interesting thing about you.

And for the record,

it wasn't just me doing the kissing last night.

Now she has gone

I think I'll go home...

Somebody paying you to hold up this wall?

There she goes

An angel in my eyes

There she goes

I love her passing by

I love her

For she is my dream

She is my dream

My only dream

To me it seems

Is to try and make...

Sylvie.

- What are you doing? - Walking home.

- It's late. Let me take you. - No, thank you. I'm fine.

Can I ask you a question?

If last night was such a mistake,

why you so bent out of shape

about me dancing with somebody else?

Because

mistake or not,

when a girl is kissed by a guy, she'd like to think that

she's the only girl that guy's been kissing.

So you carrying on with what's-her-face

doesn't make me feel very special.

Well, the only reason I was carrying on with her

in the first place is 'cause of you,

telling me this was all a big mistake.

That doesn't make me feel very special either.

Matter of fact, it made me feel pretty ordinary.

Well, you're not.

Ordinary, to me.

In fact, I think you're one of the most

extraordinary people I've ever met.

Someone to care...

You know, we never got to finish our dance last night.

Lonely hours

And moments of despair

To be loved, to be loved

Oh, what a feeling

To be loved

Someone to kiss

Someone to miss

When you're away

To hear from each day

- To be loved, to be loved - To be loved, to be loved

Oh, oh, what a feeling

To be

Be loved.

Ears should be back and over the shoulders,

while the chin remains parallel to the floor.

You have two new letters from Lacy.

Shoulders are down and relaxed, while the rib cage is elevated.

Weight rests in the center of the feet.

Now, these are the key foundations to perfect posture.

- Let me. - Summertime

And the living is easy

Fish are jumping and...

How come you don't just go to a real beach?

Because she's afraid of the ocean.

Mona.

But, you know, even though there's no water,

you can still go skinny-dipping.

And your ma is good-looking...

How can anybody be afraid of the ocean?

She doesn't want to get her hair wet.

Don't you cry...

"It is not in the stars to hold our destiny

but in ourselves."

Hey, that's Shakespeare, isn't it?

I don't know.

It's just something my mother used to say.

Now, is she back in Detroit?

No. She passed away, couple years back.

Sorry to hear that.

Yeah.

She's the reason I'm here, really.

Always wanted to be a musician, you know?

But after high school, reality set in

and I took a job on an assembly line.

And then when my mother passed,

it made me realize that life's too short to waste time

on things you don't absolutely love.

So, quit the auto plant,

joined the band, and the rest, as they say, is history.

But how do you know?

If you love something absolutely, I mean.

I don't know.

I guess when it's the only thing that matters.

Here.

Thank you.

Sincerely...

You didn't.

I did.

Oh.

Tell me everything. How was it?

It was

extraordinary.

Oh.

Oh. Damn.

I've done it plenty of times,

and it ain't never been extraordinary.

Extraordinary?

Please say you'll be mine

Extraordinary.

Oh, Lord

Won't you tell me why

I love that fella so

He doesn't want me...

You know what it was?

What?

Well, fools fall in love in a hurry

Fools give their hearts much too soon

Just play them two bars of "Stardust"

Just hang out one silly moon

Oh, oh

And they're making plans for the future

When they should be right back in school

I used to laugh

But now I understand

Shake the hand

Of a brand-new fool.

Hey. Ain't you supposed to be slaving at the wax museum?

I was, but that was just Mr. Jay.

He said he had to let me go.

Gentlemen. Gentlemen. Ah.

That's it.

The Countess got us out of our contract.

We're heading to Paris at the end of the month!

♪

Robert.

What if my mother had heard you?

What was I supposed to do?

I've been trying to call you since I got fired,

and she keeps hanging up on me.

I have something important to tell you.

- Okay. - I'm leaving.

What? Where to and when?

The band got offered a gig in Paris,

and I'm leaving in two weeks.

- Goodness. - That's why I had to see you.

Come with me.

- To Paris? - Yes, to Paris.

What if we don't work out?

- That won't happen. - How do you know that?

'Cause the only thing that matters is us.

Just promise me you'll think about it.

- Robert... - Promise me.

Okay.

I promise.

I've got to go.

See you later, alligator.

Hey.

How long have you been sick?

Well, I fainted last month.

Dr. Parker said it was probably just heatstroke,

but I haven't been feeling so good since.

Last month?

When's the last time you got your period?

I don't remember.

Oh, Sylvie.

You think you might be...?

Yeah.

You got to tell Robert.

Come on now, Bobby.

Plane leave in an hour. We better get a move on.

♪

All right.

Man, I almost thought you weren't coming.

- I'll get your suitcase. - Robert.

There isn't any suitcase, is there?

No.

But I couldn't let you leave without saying goodbye.

And I wanted to tell you that.

I think you very well could be the next John Coltrane.

And what are you gonna be?

Bobby?

Your biggest fan.

We got to go. We're gonna miss our plane.

See you later, alligator.

After awhile, crocodile.

One, two, three, hey

Look at Mr. Lee

Three, four, five...

WNAT Television.

Mr. Schuller, please.

Oh. Hey, Mr. Adams.

Mr. Schuller? Sure thing.

- WNAT Television. - Kate Spencer, please.

Kate Spencer? Who may I say is calling?

Beverley Marshall.

I'm calling about the assistant to the producer position,

for "Bon Appétit" with Lucy Wolper.

One moment please.

Mr. Lee, Mr. Lee

- His name is Mr. Lee - Mr. Lee, Mr. Lee

He's the handsomest sweetie -Mr. Lee, Mr. Lee

- That you ever did see - Mr. Lee, Mr. Lee

- My heart is aching - Mr. Lee, Mr. Lee...

Thank you.

Kate Spencer.

Sylvia Parker.

Nice to meet you. Please.

So...

Have you ever worked in production?

No, ma'am.

I haven't.

Are you married? Do you have any kids?

Yes, both.

Producer's assistants work long hours,

and generally speaking, it's not

the best job for a housewife.

Long hours, huh?

I suppose that's code for "the producer would rather hire"

"a gal that doesn't mind

being chased around his office all night long."

Well, if that's the case, thank you very much.

Are you quite finished?

I... am the producer of the Lucy Wolper cooking show,

so I can assure you I have no desire

to chase you around my office all night.

So... why don't you sit back down and tell me:

Why should I hire someone with no experience

to be my assistant?

Because until about five seconds ago, I didn't know

that a Negro woman television producer even existed.

And all my life, that is all I've ever wanted to be.

Are you tired of your toy?

- Hi, Lacy. - Hey.

It used to give you lots of happiness and joy

I was...

- You won't believe... - Dan Evans called.

I got the account.

So he wants to get together and discuss the details.

Tomorrow night, he and his wife are coming over for dinner.

- Here, tomorrow night? - Yeah.

Okay.

Well, I was gonna tell you that I'm starting a new position

at the station tomorrow, as a producer's assistant.

Okay.

Okay.

I don't know that I'll have time to cook.

Is there any chance we can do it another night?

They've already confirmed,

and your mother's watching Michelle.

I thought we agreed.

You can work as long as it doesn't interfere

with your responsibilities at home.

Be a dear, pull something together.

Dan Evans.

♪

- Right. - Do not forget the eggs this time.

I need carrots in this bowl,

and I need mushrooms in this bowl.

- You got it? - Yeah.

Okay, great. Thank you so...

Good. You are early.

You need to go to Melman's on 14th for the meat.

We need a blade-cut rib roast, and don't, don't,

don't let them give you anything frozen.

We don't have time to defrost.

Here's a ten.

Get receipts for everything.

Blade-cut rib roast, okay.

Try to say that five times fast.

Well, what are you waiting for?

- Right. - Go.

Can somebody get me potatoes?!

And here we have our finished beef bourguignon.

Join us tomorrow, when we'll be making duck à I'orange,

and remember to clean your tough kitchen jobs with BAB-O,

the world's sudsiest cleanser.

I'm Lucy Wolper.

Bon appétit.

And that's our show!

Thank you! Thank you!

Oh. Give her the shoes, please.

Mm.

You must be the new girl.

Lucy Wolper.

Sylvie Parker.

Welcome to the set.

Pleasure. Thank you.

Have a good night.

Sure.

Say... what do you do

with the guest of honor when the show's over?

You know, I've never really thought about it.

- You want it? - Would you mind?

My husband has a client coming over for dinner in an hour,

and they expect a home-cooked meal.

Course.

Take it.

- Really? - Enjoy.

You are a lifesaver.

- Thank you very much. - Don't mention it.

Heat it up with the oven at 350.

Sure thing.

Wherever did you learn

to make beef bourguignon like that?

- Fantastic. - Thank you.

From the Lucy Wolper show.

Oh. Well, I simply must have our girl Viola

- call you for the recipe. - Please do.

Cigar, Parker?

Snagged a couple dozen Petit Upmanns

- before the trade embargo. - Mmm.

Absolutely. Let's go out to the front porch.

I got a bottle of Haig and Haig Pinch

that will go perfect with those Cubans.

So your husband's a shoo-in for the account.

Oh, good thing.

It's all he can talk about.

It should make him happy.

Oh, well, hopefully everyone will be happy.

Dan, your husband, the NAACP.

Oh, goodness, what's the NAACP got to do with it?

Dan's company was targeted by the NAACP

for having discriminatory hiring practices.

Can you imagine?

Then it's a good thing they're giving such a big account

to a Negro in business.

Oh, of course I didn't mean to imply

that that was your husband's only qualification.

Why, just today, I remarked to my Danny

that I couldn't even tell your husband was a Negro

on the telephone.

He has such good diction.

You really do have a lovely home.

Thank you.

- Oh, here, let me help you. - Oh, no.

I'll go and fix us some coffee.

Sounds delightful.

Now, that was a success.

Good.

Nice folks, huh?

You think so?

Yeah. What was wrong with them?

They were perfectly gracious.

They're bigots.

You do realize that man is in trouble

- with the NAACP, don't you? - So what?

This account's worth half a million dollars.

♪

Good work today, fellas.

- I think we got it. - All right.

All right. Thanks, Sid.

See ya.

Y'all aren't about to begin, are you?

You have a few more moments.

Thank you.

Oh, Mona.

Robert?

Sylvie?

What are you doing in New York?

We're recording an album.

That is terrific.

- Wow. Congratulations. - Thank you.

And what about you? What are you up to?

Well, I'm supposed to see a concert with my cousin Mona.

- You remember Mona, don't you? - Mona Lisa. Yes.

Of course. How is she?

Oh, she's fine, except I'm afraid she stood me up.

The show's about to start, folks.

So good to see you.

You, too.

Robert?

Do you like Nancy Wilson?

Today I may not have a thing at all

Except for just a dream or two

But I've got lots of plans for tomorrow

And all my tomorrows

Belong to you

Right now it may not seem like spring at all...

I'm going uptown.

Is there somewhere I can drop you?

I'm just around the corner at The Plaza.

Okay.

You know, it just dawned on me.

This might possibly be the last time

I get to see you without buying a ticket.

Imagine that.

♪

Yes.

Can I have the Monte Cristo sandwich?

Wonderful.

You know, when a gal asks a fella out on a date,

there's usually a good night kiss involved.

♪

♪

Come with us on tour.

I'm afraid I can't.

Hmm.

Because of him?

No.

No, because of her.

Oh.

The sauce thickens.

What's her name?

- Michelle. - Hmm.

She's beautiful.

Isn't she just?

Bartender, I'll have another.

Hello.

Hey, kiddo.

Mo. Hey.

Oh, just put that over there.

What happened to you the other night?

I was worried sick.

Where are you?

Atlanta.

That's why I couldn't make it on Friday.

We've expanded the Voter Education Project

into Southwest Georgia,

and yours truly was tapped as the representative from CORE,

so I had to leave right after work on Friday.

Say, when do you think you're gonna be back?

Looks like I'm gonna be here at least through the summer.

Anyways, I'm sorry you had to go alone.

Oh, no, that's okay.

I, um...

I didn't go alone.

I went with Robert.

- Robert Robert? - Mm-hmm. Robert Robert.

I couldn't believe it.

I was waiting for you outside of the theater,

and then there he... there he walks by me,

just out of the blue.

And?

Well, I'd been waiting so long,

I figured you weren't gonna come,

so I invited him to join me.

Which he did, and afterwards he asked me

if I wanted to have a drink,

which I said would not be a good idea,

so I got into a cab and I left.

And that was it?

Well, no, not exactly. I...

Before he left, he told me where he was staying.

I don't know what I was thinking, Mona.

I thought maybe I'd...

I don't know.

You didn't.

I did.

But

the two of you didn't...

No, we did.

What?

I know. I know.

But it's not as if it's gonna happen again.

I mean, he goes back on the road, so I won't see him.

Just a

a one-time thing which I'll forget.

Oh. Wow.

Really nice.

Hi, boys.

- Look out. - Hello.

So, Miles Davis... hi, Sid...

Is in Studio A,

and he told me to tell you that he saw you in Paris.

- Oh. - Wow. What?

He's only got a minute,

but he wants to meet the genius behind the band.

Hey, fellas, you hear that?

Miles is a fan.

Come on, B-flat.

Oh, hey, Sid.

You got any extra comps for the show this Friday?

Sure. How many you need?

Just one.

Send it to this address please. Thanks.

Now, of course, when you make French onion soup,

you're going to need an awful lot of onions.

And if you're prone to tearing up,

one trick is to keep a bowl of salted water nearby.

And speaking of salt, let's pause to welcome

one of our newest sponsors, Lighthouse Salt.

Now with more iodine.

- Sylvie? - I'm awake.

A courier delivered this for you earlier today.

Oh. Thank you.

Hello.

Daddy!

How's my girls?

Daddy's got a little surprise for you.

- Disneyland? - That's right.

We leave in two weeks.

The check cleared for the Evans account.

I gathered.

Okay. You go in and you put your pajamas on,

and I'll be in there in just a minute to tuck you in.

Go to bed. Just go to bed.

Congratulations.

Thank you.

I can't take a vacation right now.

I've just started this job two weeks ago.

Masters is dead.

Quit.

With money like this,

there's no reason for you to keep working at all.

Lacy, I don't want to quit my job; I happen to like it.

What do you say we go out to a fancy dinner Friday night,

celebrate?

We'll discuss it then.

Well, I can't Friday night.

I have to work late.

So this couple gets a flat during a snowstorm, okay?

And the guy goes out to fix the flat,

but he's got no gloves, see, and he starts to get cold.

He goes back to the car to warm up.

Gal says, "Hey, why don't you put your hands between my legs?"

"That'll warm them up, right?"

So he does it.

After a while, his hands get warm.

He goes out to continue.

He's fixing the flat. His hands get cold again.

He goes back to the car, says,

"Can I put my hands between your legs and warm them up?"

She says, "When are your ears gonna get cold?"

"When are your ears gonna get cold?"

He doesn't get it. You're cute.

Do you ever think about just letting her be herself?

Oh, I love that one. You get it, don't you?

Lucy?

- Yeah. - Oh.

Oh, no... God, no.

Could you imagine?

"When are your ears gonna get cold?"

"When are your ears gonna get cold?"

Girl, we'd never make it past the censors.

Daddy!

- Daddy. - Oh.

- Hey, girl. - Hey.

- Keys. - Yeah, about that.

Look, she's been acting a little finicky lately.

Oh, no. What's she been doing?

Well, the radiator had a little trouble,

but I think I finally fixed it.

Okay. You better have.

I'm gonna be late.

- I got to go. - Sylvie, honey.

You gonna tell him?

I don't know.

Thank you.

Sending you love!

Ladies and gentlemen,

the Dickie Brewster Quartet!

Evelyn, do you know if Mrs. Parker has left for the day?

I'm sorry, Ms. Spencer, she has.

Okay.

Um, actually, would you ring her at home for me please?

♪

Hey, can I get your autograph?

Oh.

Thank you for coming out.

- Hope you enjoyed it. - Thank you. Yeah.

Bobby, got a little surprise for you.

- Oh, yeah? - Yeah, yeah.

You remember Connie, don't you?

Hi, Bobby.

I'll let you two get reacquainted.

I've got a surprise for you underneath my coat.

L-Let's get you back in the car

before you catch a cold, all right?

♪

Hi.

Absolutely.

There you go.

Thank you.

Your boss called.

I know his band was playing tonight.

It was all over the damn radio.

I could've had any girl in Harlem, you know that?

- But I chose... - I know.

Five, four, three, two,

one!

Happy New Year!

Happy New Year!

Quizás, quizás, quizás

Quizás, quizás, quizás.

♪

Bravo. Bravo.

♪

- Oh, hello! - Hello. Sorry that we're late.

Every year, my father has a New Year's Eve party

at his little record shop, and we went by there,

and of course we got stuck in traffic at Times Square.

What did we miss?

Oh, you missed absolutely nothing, nothing.

In fact, I think we should've gone to your father's party.

Place is something, huh?

I'll say.

Bobby, when are you gonna get a place like this?

Went in a tavern to get a few nips...

Hey! Fellas, have you seen

Don de Michael's review of the album in "Down Beat" yet?

Not yet.

- Good? - What?

Good? It's fantastic.

"'B-Sides, ' the auspicious debut

"from the Dickie Brewster Quartet,

is nothing short of genius."

I got to go show Dickie this.

Hey, Sid.

The record's a big hit, right?

Yeah.

So how's it that Dickie can afford a swell place like this

while the rest of us still live on the north end?

Dickie's tunes.

He got an advance on the publishing.

I've been working on those tunes with Dickie for years.

You know that, Sid.

He owns the copyrights.

Look, if you want to make the big bucks,

you got to own the tunes.

Listen, you're a talented kid.

When you're ready to record as a leader, you let me know.

Okay?

I cannot find my husband.

I think he went to get more booze.

Oh.

All right.

Oh, Bobby, I almost forgot.

There was a message for you on the answering service.

Seemed urgent.

Sylvie. What are you doing in here?

You... I was looking everywhere for you.

Hiding.

Oh.

Oh. I almost forgot.

You're looking at

the future Mrs. Melvin Carmichael, Esquire.

My goodness.

Well, congratulations.

Well, thank you.

- Oh. - Okay.

- Aw, thank you. - Hmm.

So, I told the network brass

that I won't be renewing my contract for the New Year.

You didn't.

I did.

Well, this place is sure gonna be colorless without us, huh?

What-what do you mean "without us"?

It's only natural the new producer

will want to bring her own assistant, right?

Oh. Oh. Oh, right.

Um, well

you know, you could always ask her.

- They found someone new already? - Oh, yes, yes, yes.

Yes. And she comes highly recommended.

Hello, Operator?

How may I direct your call?

Uh, person to person in New York City.

May I have the name please?

Mr. Herbert Johnson.

May I put you on a brief hold?

- Yes, I'll hold. - Ah, ah, ah.

We wouldn't want the missus to see that, now, would we?

(I don't care.

B-flat!

Happy New Year, mon frère.

Your fly is open.

Oops.

- Robert? - Hey, Mr. Jay.

Is everything all right?

There's something you need to know.

- Calling it a night? - Yeah.

I don't blame you.

Hey, I seem to have lost my husband.

- Have you seen him? - Oh.

You might try Kate's office.

Or should I say "your office"?

Congratulations.

Thanks very much.

Say, Evelyn.

Happy New Year.

Happy New Year, Sylvie.

She's a wonderful little girl.

You'd be proud.

Thanks.

Fly me to the moon

And let me play among the stars

Let me see what spring is like

On Jupiter and Mars

In other words

Hold my hand

In other words

Darling, kiss me

Fill my heart with song

And let me sing forevermore

You are all I long for

All I worship and adore

In other words

I love you.

Mom, Dad, what are you doing here?

What's going on?

Let me get you some coffee.

Sylvie

it's your father.

What happened?

He had a heart attack at the party after you left.

I truly am sorry.

♪

Thank you so much for coming.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Eunice, this was lovely.

You're working?

You're ignoring our guests.

Come on. That can wait.

It can't, actually.

The show must go on.

And my show isn't gonna produce itself.

I have to be at work tomorrow morning, so

let me finish, please.

The TV station can wait.

They will understand if you take a few days off.

Now, come on. You're not being a very good hostess,

- and what will people say? - You know what, Lacy?

I don't care what people think.

And you're perfectly capable of entertaining our...

- Sylvie, you're being irrational. - No, I'm not.

You know what I realize?

Is that life is too short to waste time

doing things you don't absolutely love.

And what is that supposed to mean?

Sit down.

Please.

It means that I'm tired of trying to be

someone that I'm not.

You married me even though I was pregnant.

It was such a noble thing to do.

So I've tried to be the woman that you want me to be,

but it is exhausting.

I can't be the woman of your dreams

while also trying to be the woman of my own.

Okay, okay. Let's talk about this later, okay?

Lacy, I want to start living my life for myself.

I've never done that.

And where do I fit in?

I don't know.

Okay, okay. I'll-I'll

let you get back to your work, then.

But for the record, I didn't marry you

because it was the noble thing to do.

I did it because I love you.

And I never wanted you to try to be the woman of my dreams.

I just wanted to be the man of yours.

But we both know

that position's already been filled.

All right, fellas, well, that's it for the day.

No, it's still a little loose. Let's run it one more time.

Man, we gonna run it into the ground.

Look, I said let's cool it.

And I said let's run it again.

Well, to the best of my knowledge,

this is the Dickie Brewster Quartet,

so if I say that's it, that's it.

Here's your old friendship ring

I can't...

Four ball, corner pocket.

Hey, man, you'll never guess who I saw back home.

Mona Lisa.

You know, Sylvie's cousin.

- Oh, yeah? - Mm-hmm.

She was in town for that, uh,

Walk to Freedom they had over there on Woodward.

Oh, yeah, I heard about that.

- How's she doing? - Well, she good.

She real good.

12 ball, corner pocket.

She did make mention though that, uh, Sylvie...

Her and her old man split up.

Is that right?

Mm-hmm.

Side pocket.

- One more? - No, man, I'm gonna split.

- Mm! Come on. - Yeah.

I'm gonna hit the can.

Hey, Buzz, you see where Connie went?

Yeah, man, I think she left with Carmen and Dickie.

Hey, Bobby, you remember Big Tank?

He's in town from Detroit.

Bobby.

Hey, Big Tank.

- Hey. - How's it going, man?

Bobby. Everything's peaches, man.

- Good to see you. - I'm over at Motown now.

I heard your stuff on the radio. It was nice.

Real nice.

Well, the whole world's listening

to the sound of young America.

Hey, not bad for a couple of cats

from the Brewster-Douglass Projects, am I right?

Not bad at all.

And, hey, you know, seeing how you and I go way back,

if you ever want to join the hit parade,

you just got to let me know.

I'll put a good word in for you with Berry himself.

I'm his right-hand man, so to speak.

All right.

- Big Tank. - Bobby.

- Good to see you. - Good to see you.

Bobby.

♪

♪

Hey.

Hey.

So I heard you and Lacy split up?

Yes, we did.

My father passed.

I'm sorry you didn't get the chance to say goodbye.

I did.

He called me from the hospital that night.

And he told me that...

He told me about Michelle.

Is she really mine?

Yes.

Why wouldn't you tell me that, Sylvie?

Huh?

Why didn't you tell me?

Why wouldn't you tell me that?

Did you think I wasn't good enough for you?

Is that what it was? Were you embarrassed?

- No. - Did you think I couldn't provide for you

- the way Lacy could? - No. Robert, no.

Then why? Why wouldn't you tell...

Why wouldn't you tell me?

Why wouldn't you tell me that I had a child?

For five years, and I had to find out from your father?

I don't know. I...

I wanted to. I just didn't...

I didn't want to have to make you choose.

And then I saw how much you had accomplished with your band,

and I couldn't. I...

I have a child.

I want to meet her.

I want you to.

Yeah.

I'm sorry.

♪

I'm sorry.

Yeah.

Whee.

Michelle, I have someone very special

that I'd like for you to meet.

This is Mr. Halloway.

Now, that's not the proper way to introduce yourself.

It's a pleasure to meet your acquaintance.

Much better.

Well, the pleasure is all mine.

Mommy, can you push me?

Why don't we let Mr. Halloway try?

May I?

All right.

♪

All right.

How's that?

You know, I thought about coming back

a thousand times.

Why didn't you?

I don't know.

I guess I just wanted you to be happy,

even if I couldn't be a part of your life.

You know, she reminds me of you.

Yesterday she picked flowers from the garden

and made a bouquet.

They were mostly weeds, but it was adorable.

She's so sweet.

What?

I don't know. You just...

I really, really want to take care of you and Michelle.

Looks like something's going on with my hands.

They're shaking.

You nervous?

No.

You don't have to be embarrassed if you are.

- I think it's sweet. - I'm not embarrassed.

- No? - No.

I should get a fork.

"Pleasant experiences ahead.

Don't pass it by."

The shadow of your smile

When you have gone

May I have the pleasure of this dance, Ms. Johnson?

Will color all my dreams

And light the dawn

Look into my eyes, my love

And see

All the lovely things you are

To me.

It was really great today.

How you feel? Good?

All right, I'll see you tomorrow.

- B-flat. - Hey, Sid.

Step into my office.

Take a seat.

- How you been? - I'm great. I'm great.

Good to see you.

No, thanks.

What can I do for you?

Well, you said, when I was ready to record as a leader,

to come see you, so...

I'm ready, Sid.

Yeah, I've got a bunch of new tunes

that I've been working on

that I really think you're gonna love...

Let me stop you right there.

Do you know what the number one song in America is right now?

"Fingertips" by Little Stevie Wonder.

A blind kid.

He's from your hometown, plays the harmonica.

I don't follow.

You see, it's not just that jazz ain't cool anymore.

It's ice-cold, man.

It's like Pluto.

The-the kids... they're not listening to Monk;

they're doing The Monkey.

Well, I got a kid of my own to support now, Sid.

- Bobby. - There's got to be something.

I'm sorry.

Sid, wait.

Just listen to the tunes...

Sorry, Bobby.

But the times, they are a-changin'.

Chicago Sweetney.

Hey, Chic.

If it isn't Bob Halloway.

- How the hell are you? - Oh, I'm okay, man.

I can't complain.

Uh, I know it's been a while.

I'm sorry I haven't been in touch.

Yeah.

You back in New York?

I am, yeah.

Hey, I've been thinking about putting together my own outfit.

I want to see if you and Buzz might be interested.

You know, get the fellas back together.

I tell you, Bobby, your timing couldn't be worse.

With you running off the way you did,

Buzzy and I had to take a gig with Sarah Vaughan.

We're headed back to Europe tomorrow for three months.

Hey, Bobby, you still there?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Congratulations, man.

That's-that's wonderful.

- Thanks, man. - Hey, look,

I know you got a lot to do before you go,

so I'm not gonna keep you.

Well, it's good to hear from you.

Everything okay?

Oh, everything's peaches, man.

Travel safely.

Hey.

What are you doing out here, all by your lonesome?

Thinking.

What about, Mr. Halloway?

Went down to my old record company today,

play some new tunes for the guy that signed our band.

And?

He said jazz is dead.

Didn't even want to hear anything.

Well, what do they know anyways?

Hmm?

♪

I can take care of things until something pans out for you.

Then what kind of man would that make me?

One who is trying his best.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

Uh, Detroit eight, Tremont one,

three-three-six-oh.

Please hold for your party.

- Hello? - Hey, Big Tank.

- It's Bobby Halloway. - Bobby, is that you?

Yeah, man.

Hey, you still think you can put in a word for me at Motown?

Think I'm ready to join the hit parade.

So I say to my husband,

"You want to invite your boss over for dinner? Go ahead.

The TV dinners are in the Frigidaire."

Speaking of...

I never knew she was so funny.

I just let her be herself.

Trust Swanson for the best in frozen dinners.

Hey, work, work

Ah, work it out, baby

Work, work

Well, you're driving me crazy

Work, work

With just a little bit of soul now

Work

Hey.

I can Mashed Potato...

Hey.

How was your day?

Long.

How was yours?

I got ahold of a buddy of mine in Detroit, and guess what.

Hmm?

He's gonna get me a job with a Motown band.

Motown?

I know, I know.

It's not quite the music that I play,

but a job is a job, right?

Yes.

So I'm gonna go down and get things set up,

and when I come back, I'd like very much

if we could move to Detroit as a family.

What do you think?

I...

I think, uh...

Look, I know your job is important to you,

so just think about it.

Yes.

- Yes, you'll think about it? - Yes, I've thought about it.

Yes.

- Yes, we'll go. - Yes?

Yes.

I want to be your boyfriend

So open up your heart right now

Can you bring me a present?

And let me come on in, 'cause I've got...

Can I bring you a present? Of course.

What type of present?

A puppy.

A puppy, huh?

I'll see what I can do.

Don't you dare.

Hey, if you run into Smokey Robinson, you tell him

that there's no need to shop around 'cause you're his guy.

Well, come on, baby

And let me tell you why

Tell you why

A puppy?

I'm gonna win your good loving

By and by

'Cause I've got determination

Tell him, "See you later, alligator."

See you later, alligator.

Plus a whole lot of conversation

I've got determination

And I'm determined to win your heart

Your heart, your heart

Don't you know that

I live by the motto

Of "never say die"

And nothing beats a trial but a failure

I ain't gonna fail if I try

You look so good to me

I want your love right now...

- Hey. - Bobby.

- Big Tank. - Hey.

What are you doing here, man?

What you mean what I'm doing here?

- Stop joking around, man. - Sherman!

I told you to take those suits to the cleaners an hour ago!

Oh, yes, sir. Right away, sir.

No problem.

Bobby, look, man, I don't have time to talk right now.

You got to understand.

What you mean you don't got time to talk?

We spoke on the phone.

I came back to Detroit.

You said you'd get me a job with the band.

Man, I didn't think you'd actually show up, you know?

Everybody in Detroit knows I'm full of shit, you know?

I-I was just jivin' you.

Trying to make myself feel like a big shot.

I just run errands for them, man.

I got to get these jackets to the cleaners, man.

Hey.

You said you'd get me a job with the band.

Tank.

♪

The key to a good soufflé is whipping the whites...

She got in her head

she gonna make TV shows one day.

Can you imagine?

Colored girl making TV shows?

♪

I never met a girl who knows

as much about music as you do.

Bet the only thing you know about

more than music is television.

♪

I guess I just wanted you to be happy,

even if I couldn't be a part of your life.

♪

Hey.

You're early.

Oh, I wasn't expecting you for a few days.

Hi.

So, you will not guess who I spoke to today.

Kate.

Well, as it turns out, she knows the head honcho

at our Detroit affiliate personally,

and, well, she called him and told him

what a crackerjack producer I am,

and he said that all I have to do is simply walk in the door

and I'm as good as hired.

Of course, I'd have to work my way up again,

but, as you said, a job is a job.

Which reminds me, Robert, we have got to start

looking into schools for Michelle.

Oh, God, I'm rambling.

I'm sorry.

Why don't you sit down.

Aye, aye, Captain.

Come join me.

Gosh.

You know, I have not sat down all day.

Okay.

You have my full attention.

Oh, God, I didn't ask you.

How'd it go?

What is it?

I need to go back to Detroit, alone.

Do they need you to start right away or something?

No.

Then I'm not quite sure I understand.

I don't want you to come.

What do you mean you don't want me to come?

What do you mean you don't want me to come?

Robert, please don't do this.

I'm not a family man, Sylvie.

Help me understand, Robert.

What happened in Detroit that made you

realize suddenly that you aren't a family man?

Huh?

Huh?

Did you run into Connie?

- No, Sylvie. You know me. - No, I don't know, Robert!

You want to go, Robert?

All right, you go.

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Can I at least say goodbye to Michelle?

I said, get out.

Go, Robert!

Sorry to interrupt.

Lucy's ready to do her pickups.

When you decide you want to come back, you do me a favor.

Don't.

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If I go

A million miles away

I'd write a letter

Each and every day

'Cause, honey, nothing...

- Hey, Ed. - Hey, Bobby.

You ever run into Charlie Parker back in New York?

Nah, I wish I had.

Passed away in '55 right before I got there.

Is that so? -Mm-hmm.

- Sylvia Johnson. - Sylvia Johnson.

Mona.

- Hey, kiddo. - Where are you?

Washington for the March for Jobs and Freedom.

Oh, of course you are.

Gosh, I miss you.

Oh, I miss you, too, kiddo.

Why don't you drive down and come to the march on Wednesday?

Mm, gosh, I wish I could,

but, you know, the show shoots on Wednesdays.

Oh, then at least come for the weekend.

We can drive down to the beach at Sandy Point.

You know, I could use the break.

Maybe I'll see if Mama can watch Michelle.

Oh

You're the apple of my eye...

Carmen?

Sylvie?

Look at you!

You, too. My goodness.

- Fancy seeing you here. - I know.

Oh, God, Buzzy and Chico

are playing a gig with Sarah Vaughan

Wednesday after the march.

My goodness.

And Robert was supposed to join them,

but he couldn't get time off from the plant.

The plant? Is that what they're calling Motown now?

No, honey, the auto plant where he works.

Right.

Anyway, I've got to run, but I hope to see you Wednesday.

Give the guys my love, would you?

Right.

I'd just say, "Welcome home..."

Hey, favorite song from summer?

"Don't Say Goodnight" by The Valentines.

Oh.

1957... now, that was a great summer.

Yeah.

Oh

You're the apple of my eye...

Hey.

See you later, alligator.

And, oh, you're, you're cake and ice cream

Oh, you're sugar...

Been practicing that?

Everything nice

Good night.

You're the girl of my, my, my

- Just... - My dreams

But if you wanted to leave me...

What I don't understand is why he wouldn't just tell me

that he didn't have the job.

I would've gone with him.

I think that's exactly why he didn't tell you.

Kind of like you not telling him about being pregnant.

Maybe

he didn't want you to throw away

everything you worked so hard for.

You know

most people never find that kind of love.

Not even for a summer.

It's, well...

It's extraordinary.

To extraordinary love.

Change the love I have for you.

Hey, now.

Favorite song for this moment?

"The Best Is Yet to Come."

Sure is.

See ya, kiddo.

Catch that Tigers game last night?

- No. Who'd they play? - Kansas City.

Oh, yeah? Who won?

Hey, uh, Ed, I'll see you tomorrow.

All right.

So I suppose you never did get to meet Smokey, huh?

No, not exactly.

Do you remember that thing you told me about

wanting me to be happy?

Even if it meant you couldn't be a part of my life?

Well, what if I can't be happy unless you're a part of it?

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Well, then I guess that means we're stuck with each other.

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You could put it to some good use.

- Is that Mr. Jay's sax? - Mm-hmm.

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