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J'

Hey, hey, hey, you're digging

the Master Jock of solid rock.

Sweet Al Monte blasting, babies,

being bold and pouring coal on station KRML

in quaint little Carmel-by-the-Sea,

and we 're right next door to magnificent Monterey,

home of the Annual Jazz Festival.

And don't forget, even though it's four months away,

you got to get your tickets, Jim,

because they're going fast, and they can't last.

All right, now, the time is 7:54,

and there's a breeze of 50 degrees around

your ever-loving hips, and the weatherman says

we have a taste of fall.

I say we got a bowl ofsoub

and if you think your heart can take it,

whoo, come fly higher with the heavy.

Now we're gonna wrap it up for the week, folks.

A brand-new release from the funk capital of the world,

"Squeeze Me."

Uh-oh, here he comes,

the big "D" himself, Dave Garver.

Dave, people, is gonna bring you

five hours of mellow groove.

S0, in the meantime, this is sweet Al Monte

saying hang in there, babies,

because everything is going to be everything.

Bye.

Hey-- oh, what's that letter you got there?

Is that that Frisco gig?

- Yeah.

- All right, so what's happening?

- Oh, they want the usual thing, a biography, pictures.

- Oh, really? Is that that Madge Brenner chick?

- Yeah, she's the one putting it together.

- Well, in that case, David, you're in.

- How do you figure that?

- Oh, now, David, come on, man, are you kidding?

- Hey, she's a grandmother.

- Well, so when did that ever stop you?

Hoo-hoo!

Hey, man, you better get a move-on.

I already played your theme song.

- Yeah, I heard it. You're a real human being.

- And you're on the air, baby.

All right?

- "Men have destroyed the roads of wonder,

"and their cities squat like black toads.

"In the orchards of life, nothing is clean or real,

"or as a girl, naked to love,

or be a man with."

This is Dave Garver with a little verse,

a little talk, and five hours of music

to be very, very nice to each other by.

J'

KRML, Dave Garver speaking.

Hello ?

- Hi, what'll it be?

- Play "Misty" for me.

- "Misty," huh?

We have that right on the play rack.

Thanks for calling.

- I see you got your little "Misty" chick

calling you again. All righty.

Swing along. - You take it easy now, huh?

- See you in the A.M.

- KRML, Dave Garver.

J'

- Hi, Murphy. - Oh, hi, Dave.

No messages for you. - No?

- Heard your show tonight.

- Yeah? - Well, it sure beats hell

out of working for a living.

Thanks for the plug.

- What are friends for?

- Bartender?

- Coke? Coming right up.

Uh-uh.

She's waiting for someone.

- You sure? - That's what she says.

Guys have been striking out all night.

- One game?

- Cry Bastion? - What else?

- Okay, coach, you asked for it.

Don't take all night. Move.

_ Qkay.

- Move.

- Palfrey's Gambit.

- Dirty rat.

Are we playing Copenhagen rules?

- Make it easy on yourself, Murph.

- Cry, Bastion.

- Sorry, no Bastion.

- Damn, I didn't see that.

- That's too bad, Murphy.

Too bad.

Careful now.

- That oughta do it.

- Be really careful now.

Careful.

Hi.

He doesn't see it.

- Oh, yeah?

- Cry Bastion.

- Fool's ploy, my man, fool's ploy.

Care to play the winner?

I'll just watch.

- My name is Dave Garver.

- Evelyn Draper.

- Sit down, Evelyn Draper?

Care for a drink?

- Okay. - What'll it be?

- Surprise me. - Screwdriver.

- Nice game. Congratulations.

- Thank you. - What happened?

- I won.

- How? When?

- When you said "okay."

- I oughta be mad. - But you're not.

- Not really.

Well, it certainly was nice of you to bring me home,

Mister... Garver?

- That's right.

- I don't think I've been stood up on a date

since the ninth grade back in Albany.

Is something wrong?

- No, I keep getting the feeling I know you from someplace.

- You do? - Yeah.

Here, why don't you let me do that?

- Oh, no, no, that's all right, I've got it.

Why don't you see if you can get the fire started?

Oh, there's some matches right next to it.

- All right.

It's getting late, uh...

you sure I'm not keeping you up?

- No, no, I rarely get to bed before 3:00 A.M.

I didn't have a date tonight.

I went there because you talk about it

on your program sometimes,

and I wanted to meet you.

I listen to you all the time.

- Well, I knew somebody was out there.

You're making fun of me.

- N0, I'm not.

Say something else, huh?

- Such as?

- Play "Misty" for me.

- Very good.

- Sure I'm not keeping you up?

- Don't you like me?

- Mmm.

You're a very nice girl.

- But who needs nice girls?

- N0, I...

I like 'em. I'm kind of hung up on one.

- And you don't want to complicate your life?

- That's exactly right.

- Well, neither do I.

But that's no reason we shouldn't sleep together tonight

if we feel like it.

- Solid silicone.

Hi-ho, David, my man.

How ya been, baby?

See you got the joint cleaned up for once.

The Heavy digs it.

- Care for a beer? - Oh, not really.

I could go for something more uplifting,

but not a brew, David, not a brew, my man.

- Well, beer's all we've got.

Hey, Al, you're gonna have to ease on out.

I got a heck of a lot of work to do today.

- Yeah, but you don't understand, man.

I've been sent over here to get you.

- By whom? - Oh, that old chick I go with.

What's her name? - Carol?

- Yeah, that's the one.

Girl thinks you've been working too hard, man.

She said we should get together and go out tonight

and blast the town open, a little taste.

- Who's this we?

- Me, you, her, and one of them hens

that you can dig up.

Man, there's a fantastic new Mexican place

in Carmel called Sus Senos,

ancl the albondigas soup

is not to be believed, it is a mind-bender.

- Yeah, I know the joint,

but I don't have a date, and I got a lot to do, really.

- No big deal, man, get one.

Well, if you have any problems getting one,

I'll get one for you.

As nice as I look-- - It's too late.

Ancl, besides, I got a lot of work to do.

- Hey, man, but y0u-- you gotta eat, Dave--

- Yeah, well, I'm gonna whip up something right here

in my own kitchen.

- You know, David, I'm-- I'm really worried

about your social life. - You know something?

You're gonna make somebody a tremendous mother.

- Too narrow in the pelvis-- ahh!

- I sure appreciate you dropping by, AI.

You can come by again sometime, anytime.

- All right, all right.

Never let it be said that Sweet Al Monte

can't take a hint.

- Who's hint? - Hi!

- Why, hi there yourself.

- Dave Garver live here?

- Well, that, uh, depends on your point of view.

- Oh, hi.

Oh, this stuff weighs a ton. Where's the kitchen?

- Right inside. Just come right on in and help yourself.

- Oh, thank you. - Swing right around the bend there.

Uh, I know, David, she's from Chicken Delight.

Look, look, don't work too hard, my man.

Don't strain yourself.

- How come you don't have any beer?

Ancl what is this-- a shrunken head?

Who was that guy? Does he live here?

- Hey, look, I wanna-- - I hope you like steak.

I thought you looked like the steak ancl potato type.

- Hey, hang on there-- - I said to myself,

a nice green salad with Roquefort and tomatoes,

a baked potat0--

- What's going on here?

- Oh, don't send me away.

- No, I wanna ask you a question.

- Ijust wanted to surprise you.

- Surprise.

What happens if he and I had been talking business?

Or maybe I have female company or something,

and you come traipsing in with an armload of groceries?

That would be some surprise.

- I'm sorry. Why don't you keep that stuff?

I think I've lost my appetite.

- Hey, hang on a minute.

I'm just trying to tell you something, that's all.

- I don't understand. Should I go? Should I stay?

What do you want? - I'm trying to tell you

that there's a telephone, and I pick it up,

and I dial it, you answer,

ancl I say, "Hey, what are you doing?"

- And I say, "I'll be right over."

- Fine. Next time, why don't we do it that way?

_ Qkay.

Any way you like, next time.

How do you like your steak?

- Extremely rare.

- That's just how I like mine,

extremely rare.

- Well, I'll get some wine.

A little vino... - Oh, vino.

All this and heaven, too.

Wow.

Terrific.

This is gonna be some dinner.

- Hey, what happened to that discussion

we had last time?

You know, the deal about no strings and all that?

- Well, there are no strings,

but I never said anything

about not coming back for seconds...

did I?

- That's right, you didn't.

- When will I see you? - I'll give you a call.

Dave, you're funny.

- How's that?

- If you wanna keep playing these games, okay,

but they're really not necessary anymore.

Not for me. - Hey!

People trying to sleep here!

- People trying to talk here.

- How'd you like to tell that to the law?

- How'd you like to go screw yourself?

- Hey, take it easy.

Guy's just trying to sleep, that's all.

- You're right. It's a terrific morning.

Why be selfish with it?

Bye-bye.

J'

- Hey, wait a minute.

- Yeah?

- Oh, excuse me.

I saw the sweater, and I thought you were somebody else.

- Oh, you must be David.

- Where have you been?

- Oh, around.

I was, uh, trying to join the revolt against the representational.

Didn't quite make that, though.

So, now, I'm just, uh,

trying to play it cool.

Not quite making, that either.

- Got time for a break?

- Yeah.

- Let's go.

When did you get in town? - Yesterday.

- You weren't gonna call me?

- Of course I was. I had to get settled first.

- Well, you shouldn't lend your sweaters to blabbermouths.

- You've gotten thinner.

- Oh, no.

Well, so much for Sausalito.

- Sausalito?

- That's where I was staying.

JaY Jay's place. ' JaY Jay's place?

- Oh, it's nothing much, really.

It's just a pied-é-terre, but it's handy to the fleet.

- You told me you didn't know where she was.

- So I lied. Picket me.

- Thanks a lot. - Listen, stud,

it wasn't my idea.

You should've caught her act.

The whole Bette Davis.

Through, finished, kaput, scene,

and at 3:00 A.M.

- Come on, Jay Jay, uh...

he's exaggerating.

- Well, I'll, uh, check with Malcolm.

Maybe I can get you the afternoon off.

- What happened, Pussycat?

- He ran into Anjelica. She told him I was back.

- That bitch should be hung by the thumbs

or something equally appropriate.

- It's all set up. Let's go.

- Oh, well, it's nothing personal,

really, it's just that I-- I happen to think

she can be a first-rate artist

if her damned hormones didn't keep getting in the way.

- There's not much he can do about that.

- He could kill himself.

- Jay Jay, why don't you go cruise some sailors, huh?

- Oh, please,

don't mention seafood.

- Ha! - Come on.

- I really missed this place.

- I missed you.

- You'd do me a big favor if you didn't say things like that.

- Oh, why's that?

- I don't know. Somehow it, uh,

brings out the worst in me.

It makes me wanna say things like, uh,

"How's that redhead?" - What?

- The redhead, the one who worked in the bookstore.

- She went back to Berkeley, whatever.

- Oh, that's too bad.

Well, you always had that blonde from Santa Barbara

to fall back on,

if that's the phrase I'm looking for.

And I, uh, think it probably is.

- What are we gonna do, go through a whole list?

Is that it?

- Who's got that kinda time?

Ijust don't know if I'm up to it anymore.

- Up to what?

- Those nights, sitting and waiting for you

to finish your program and come by.

Nights when it would start to get late,

and I'd start to think,

"Oh, I wonder if he's run himself off a cliff,

or maybe he's run into a bl0nde."

There was a time when I started

rooting for the accident, you know.

I mean if it was a choice between that and a blonde.

- You know how secure you make me feel?

- Oh, I didn't wish you anything too serious.

Just a couple of months in traction.

- You're all heart.

- You know, the thing I hate the most

in the whole world is a jealous female,

ancl that's what I was getting to be.

That's why I had to split.

I was...

starting to be one of my most un-favorite people.

I hated it.

I know you did, too.

That still works, anyway.

- Too well sometimes.

- What does that mean?

- I mean there's a little spot

in the middle of each clay just about your size.

- Well, there's lots of girls my size

if you're really looking.

- I'm not.

That's what I'm trying to tell ya.

- You mean you've given up girls?

- Well, I haven't exactly been the monk of the month

or anything like that,

but I have been making an effort.

- Boy, there must be real consternation among those gropies.

- That's "groupies," isn't it?

- I don't know, "groupies, gropies."

Hmm.

- You know, you've gotta be fair.

It hasn't just been my fault.

- Listen, I know.

They kept overpowering you.

- Oh...

you get a little bit of the blame, too, you know.

You and that parade of roommates

that keep moving in and out of your place.

- Oh, I didn't realize

they were such a trial to you.

- A trial? I enjoyed it.

You and I, sitting in front of the fireplace,

ancl then some chick sitting there

with a bathrobe on,

eating Fig Newtons.

- What about the one with the St. Bernard?

She was a real winner.

- She took up enough space-- and then that other one,

the one that took the flute lessons.

- Yeah, well, uh, maybe it was

a little rough on you, huh?

- I can think of a thousand reasons

why we should try again.

I've got

about seven million things to do.

- What do you think? Do you wanna try for

a new start, right from the letter "A"?

- What am I gonna do with you?

- A lot.

- Oh, hi. Excuse me.

- Hi.

You've met Anjelica, my--

- Roommate, yes.

- I think I'll drive in to Carmel

and see ifl can't find some cleaning solvent.

- There's plenty under the sink.

_ Qkay.

- This house oughta have a revolving door.

- Look, you know when my father left me this house,

he left me payments.

I can't handle that expense by myself,

and most girls find the isolation

is too much for them. It's a long way from town.

- I know.

- I better get back to work.

Thanks.

- That's it, thanks?

- Four months in Sausalito is a long time.

I am not gonna get back on that same old merry-go-round again.

- What do I have to do, give you a notarized statement?

- I need a couple of more clays to try and...

figure out where I'm at.

- Okay, you get your bearings,

and then you'll give me a call, all right?

- Hi, Murph. - Oh, hi, Dave.

Sardine Factory.

David Garver?

You say this is Evelyn?

- N0.

- I'm sorry, you just missed him.

- What do you mean?

- He's gone, he's not here.

- Well, I think you'd better look again.

- Believe me, you just missed him.

Now, if you're interested in someone a little more suave

ancl sophisticated, I'll be happy to--

- That's what I get for being a dirty, old man.

There's a message for you.

Madge, uh, somebody from San Francisco?

- Brenner? - Yeah, that's it.

Uh, Monty gave her this number.

"Received pictures and biography.

"Please send a two-hour tape of your show

as soon as possible."

- Hey, thanks, Murph.

- Oh, don't mention it. I can't tell you

how thrilled I am to be your social secretary.

- You will put that on my tab, huh?

- Surprise.

- What are you doing here? - It was funny. I was calling you from

that phone booth over there, and he was telling me

you'd left, and I was staring right at your car.

Isn't that funny?

- Yeah, kinda funny.

- Why didn't you take my call?

- Where does it say that I gotta drop what I'm doing

and answer the phone every time it rings?

- Do you know your nostrils flare out

into little wings when you're mad?

It's kinda cute. - Come on, Evelyn, I gotta go.

- I'd love a Coke. - Not tonight.

I gotta get to the station.

- N0, you don't.

Hey, you're talking to your number one fan.

You don't work tonight.

I got this show that I'm trying to set,

ancl it happens to be a very important show to me.

That means I gotta pick the music, I gotta write the lead-ins,

and I gotta find some poetry.

Now, come on, will ya? - Poetry?

Let me help you. I'm terrific with poetry.

I know all kinds by heart-- - Not tonight.

- Does he want his keys?

- Come on, Evelyn. - Speak.

- God. - Come on!

Good boy.

Let's hear it, come on.

- Come on, give me my keys.

Come on, give me the keys.

Come on!

- Give me the keys! God damn it!

- Having some trouble, lady?

- Get lost!

- Yeah, get lost, assholes!

- Yeah, let's split. He's got enough trouble already.

- Yeah, excuse me.

- Bye. See you later.

Hi.

Get all your work clone?

- What do you want, Evelyn?

- One Coke?

- I'll tell ya, tonight I'm really whipped.

J'

What--

What time is it?

- Time for me to go home.

Go back to sleep.

Hey, I've got an idea. - What's that?

- Some night this week, after the show,

corned beef and potato salad,

clill pickles, the whole bit, my place.

Deal? - I'll call ya.

- Thursday's good for me.

- Oh... shit.

- Ancl, now, from KRML,

the big-band sounds of Dee Barton.

- Hey, here's the first reel of tape for your air check.

You want me to throw it in for you or what?

- No, no, leave it here, thanks.

- All right, I think I will

go out and hit the streets, but before doing that,

I will blow me a little number. Would you care to partake, my man?

Would you care to partake? - Take it in the other room, will ya?

I get zonked just breathing the air around here.

- All right, be that way.

- Al? - Yeah?

- You ever find yourself

being completely smothered by somebody?

- Anybody I know?

- Yeah, you met her at my house the other clay.

- Oh! Chicken Delight. Boy, that's what

I call some pretty good smothering, cousin.

- You start a relationship,

thinking you can be completely honest, and...

all of a sudden, the whole thing gets out of hand.

- Yeah, well, what's the problem.

- The problem is I've been trying to uncomplicate my life.

And now I can't even answer the doorbell.

Besides, Tobie's back.

- Oh, really? Tobie? When?

- I ran into her Sunday.

- Ooh, that was a goodie.

Hey, I tell you the truth, David.

I've always thought that Tobie was

one of the foxiest chicks on the peninsula.

Why you gotta have so much action?

I just don't understand it, anyway.

You know what I mean?

- It's just a hang-up I have,

or-- or I had.

But now that I seem to have that all straightened away,

I can't seem to solve this other problem.

- Well, you know what they always say, my man.

- No, what?

- "He who lives by the sword shall die by the sword."

- Hey, don't let the door hit you on the ass on the way out, huh?

- Later.

- We'll have more smooth sounds in just one minute.

But first, at ten minutes to the hour,

we're broadcasting from KRML

in the Carmel Rancho Shopping Center,

home of The Buccaneer, the man's boutique.

J'

KRML, Dave Garver speaking.

- The whole point in having an answering service

is to call them once in a while

and see if you've got any messages.

- Hi, Evelyn. What's happening?

- Well, what could be happening, darling?

You're not here yet. - Yet?

- I hope you like pastrami,

because they didn't have any corn beef.

- Now, wait a minute. Just hold on.

- Are you trying to tell me

you forgot that we have a date tonight?

- I thoughtl was supposed to call you on that.

- Well, it's just, I feel kind of silly

sitting here in my-- my brand-new

lounging pajamas.

I just assumed.

Apparently, I assumed wrong.

- That's right,

you assumed wrong.

- Well, you don't have to come over, Dave,

if you've got something better to do.

- No, that's all right. I'll be over in a little while.

You and I are gonna have to have a talk.

- Whatever you say.

In the meantime, haven't you forgotten something else?

- What's that?

- Well, aren't you gonna play "Misty" for me?

- Yeah, I have that one right here.

- Thank you, darling.

- And now we have a pretty one for lonely lovers

on a cool, cool night.

It's the great Erroll Garner classic,

"Misty."

And this one is especially for Evelyn.

Just a second.

J'

Come in.

Hi.

- Hi.

- Cold night, huh? - Yeah.

- But you got here anyway. Stout fella.

- Look, Evelyn, there's something we're gonna have to get straight-

- It's amazing what a man will go through

for a hot pastrami sandwich.

- Now, l0ok-- - Wait a minute.

You haven't told me how nice I look.

- Well, you look fine.

- The lady at the store guaranteed you'd flip.

- Now, listen, can we talk?

- Wait. First...

surprise.

Don't you like them?

- Yeah, they're great, but the--

- Oh, don't spoil my fun, darling.

I love to give you things.

It's "Madame Butterfly" time.

First, friendly neighborhood geisha

remove honorable shoe--

- Stop it!

Now, we've gotta talk!

- Have I clone something wrong?

- I'm just trying to be straight with you, that's all.

- Oh, be nice to me instead.

- Jesus Christ.

- I don't understand.

Are you trying to...

say you don't love me anymore?

- I never told you that I loved you.

- Well, not in words, maybe-- but, Dave,

there are lots of ways of saying things

that have nothing to do with words.

- I'm sorry you read it that way.

- It's that other bitch, isn't it?

- What are you talking about?

- The picture in the silver frame in your dresser.

- Look, that picture's got nothing to do with you.

- What does have to do with me?

- I never lied to you.

- Big deal, he never lied to me.

Well, what do you want for that,

the Congressional Medal of Honor?

- So long.

- What am I supposed to do,

sit here all dressed up in my little whore suit,

waiting for my lord and master to call?

- No one asked you to wait for anything.

- You're not dumping me, buster blue-eyes!

- Get off my back, Evelyn.

- Get off your back? That's where

you've been keeping me, isn't it?

You're nothing!

You're not even good in bed!

I just felt sorry for you, that's all!

Bastard!

You poor, pathetic bastard!

- Hello?

- I'm sorry, I didn't mean those things I said.

Will I see you tomorrow?

- You don't listen, do you?

- Oh, let me come over, if I could--

if I could just see you, just talk to you.

- No, Evelyn.

- But I love you, David, I love you.

David, if I could just--

- Hey, what's the matter?

- Nothing, why?

- Come on, you haven't heard

one word I've been saying to you.

- Yes, I have. I heard everything you said.

- Oh, you did, huh? All right, tell me.

- You don't believe me, huh?

- Go ahead.

- Okay, wise chick,

we're supposed to go to a party at Big Sur tomorrow night,

and I'm supposed to meet you there

at 9:00.

And the address is...

I didn't tell you that.

- See how you are?

- I don't know myself yet. I'll call you tomorrow about it, okay?

- Okay, you call me tomorrow.

- Hey, um, honey?

- Mm-hmm? - We better go.

- Oh, we're just getting to the best part.

- Yeah, but I've gotta pick Anjelica up at 6:00.

- God, how the pain is setting in.

- Come on. She's a very nice girl.

Anyway, she's moving out tonight.

- Now, that's about the best news

I've heard in years.

- And Madalyn's moving in.

' Madalyn?

Oh...

- Oh, shit.

What's going on?

- Don't tell me it was asleep?

- But what else at this hour of the morning, huh?

- Oh, I'm surprised his conscience was that clear.

- What do you want, Evelyn?

- "What do you want, Evelyn?" "What do you want?"

Do I have to want something? Can't I just come over?

Or is it inconvenient? - Now wait--

Could it be I've made a boo-boo?

Could it be that somebody's been sleeping

in Papa Bear's bed?! - Wait a minute, god damn it!

- Come out, come out, wherever you are!

I thought...

Oh, God, don't look at me that way, Dave.

- Ijust don't know what to say to you.

- I'm sorry I mistrusted you.

I should've known you'd never do anything to spoil it.

- To spoil what?

- What we have between us.

- We don't have a goddamn thing between us.

Now, how many ways am I gonna have to say this to you?

- I don't care how many ways you say it!

It's not true!

- What do I have to do to convince you?

- It's not true! Oh! It's not!

What're you doing?

- I'm gonna get dressed and drive you home, that's what.

- Oh, why are you playing these games?

Why are you pretending you don't love me?!

- I don't even believe I'm hearing this.

But I love you!

- You haven't got the vaguest idea what love is.

We don't even know each other.

- Wait a minute.

You don't have to do that.

I'm okay. I can drive home.

- Are you sure?

- Positive. I'm fine.

Let me just wash my face, huh?

- You ready?

You okay?

Evelyn?

Evelyn?

Oh, n0...

How's she gonna be?

- Well, I've sutured the wounds.

It wasn't quite as bad as it looked.

- It couldn't have been.

- You know, Dave, uh,

I'm supposed to turn a report in on this.

- But you won't.

You see, Tobie's back,

and I'd rather be the one to tell her

and not have her reading the paper somewhere.

- I didn't know that.

I'll tell Marie, we'll do the spaghetti number.

Is somebody gonna be around here today?

- Me. I'll be here.

- I bombed her out pretty good.

Better let her sleep it off before you take her home.

- And how long will that be? - It's hard to say. Why?

- Well, I'd like to take Tobie out tonight.

- N0 problem.

She'll wake up sometime this afternoon,

5:00 or so.

- Is she gonna be all right?

- Well, the cuts were really pretty superficial.

- N0, I mean do you think she'll try it again?

- Chances are against it, but I'd watch her.

I wouldn't leave her alone if she seems unusually

depressed or insecure.

Better get some sleep yourself.

You look like hell.

Call me if you need me.

- Hey, thanks, Frank. I really appreciate it.

How're you feeling?

- Okay. Fine.

- Here.

- Thank you.

- I brought you a little soup.

- Hey, looks good.

I don't know what to say.

It frightens me thinking about it.

- Well, don't think about it.

- Oh, I don't mean me. I mean you.

Girl commits suicide in disc jockey's home.

It's not very good publicity for a man in your position.

- Get some rest. As soon as you feel better,

I'll take you home.

- Thank you, David.

- I got your clothes hung up in the closet there.

- Maybe you'd better answer the phone.

- Yeah, I'll get it in the other room.

Hello? - Hi.

Hey, Ijust wanted to check. We still on for tonight?

- Yeah, I'm all dressed and ready to go.

What time's the party?

- Well, Madalyn's already left,

and she won't be back for a long time,

and I was just thinking...

would you be terribly disappointed

if we didn't go to the party

and just stayed here instead?

- Oh, well, I think I can bear up under it.

Don't be too long.

- That's me at the door.

- David... - Huh?

The way I look at it... to hell with Sausalito.

' BVe~bye.

Ican't... no...

no... - Evelyn?

- Aaah!

- What's the matter? Take it easy.

- Oh, I had a dream. I was drowning in the ocean,

and I called to you, but you just stood there,

watching, watching.

- It was just a dream.

- Oh, God, I'm so alone. Hold me.

Hold me, Dave, please. Please.

Oh, yeah,

yeah.

Tighter...

tighter.

Don't let me go.

Don't let me go.

David!

I woke up, and you were gone.

If you have something planned for tonight,

you could just take me home.

Maybe that'd be best.

- No, no, there's nothing.

- Good.

Oh...

Isn't this nice?

Just us here together.

- Oh, here we go again.

Stone cold dead in the market.

Must've been quite a party.

- Oh... - Whoo.

- Go away, Birdie.

- Any other bodies, any other juice heads around here?

Come back tomorrow, will ya, or next year?

- I'd better take the work bench.

All right, break it up in here.

Looks like old times 'round this place.

' EVeh/n?

Evelyn?

- Lose something, Tiger?

- Uh, look, Birdie, you couldn't find it within your heart

to come back at a later time, could you?

- This is a later time, Pussycat.

Paying you back for the clay I blew last week.

Evelyn?

Evelyn?

- Very funny, Birdie. Very funny.

- What I can't figure out is,

with all this kind of action going on in here,

what are you doing out there couching it?

- What is this, some kind of Kinsey report?

Do I come over to your house and ask a lot of dumb questions?

- Well, you just oughta, Pussycat.

It might open up a whole new

way of life to you.

- Hold it. Let's try to show a little class, shall we?

Mr. Garver's residence.

Oh, I'll see.

D0 you wanna talk to Madge Brenner?

- Uh, yeah, I wanna talk to her.

Thanks. Hello?

- Hello, Mr. Garver? Madge Brenner.

We liked the tape on your show, like it very much.

There are one or two others still in the running,

but, frankly, why can't we have lunch today?

Windjammer still good?

- Yeah, it's still very good.

- Reserve a table in your name.

See you then, Mr. Garver.

- Great. Bye-bye.

- Looks like we found Evelyn.

"Good morning, darling.

Gone shopping, back in a flash with the hash."

Oh, there's humor in there.

"Love ancl kisses, Evelyn."

And then it says,

"If you can't find your keys, don't worry.

I borrowed your car."

- Here's your key, here's your copy.

That'll be 4O cents, please.

Thank you. Have a nice clay.

- David?

I stopped by my Pia--

- Hi.

- Don't you look all gussied up?

Well, good. I was gonna cook brunch,

but this calls for something more festive.

How about the Marquee?

My treat-— after all - N0, no. I have--

I put you through, it's the least--

- I have a lunch date, business.

- Business. - Yeah, can I have my car keys?

- Sure.

- I think you oughta take it easy, anyway.

Get some rest, huh?

- Yeah, yeah, I do feel a little tired.

Very funny, Dave.

Now, let's talk show.

Tell me, what do you think of the concept?

The unstructured, loosey-goosey,

Monterey pop, Woodstock kinda thing?

- I like it.

I like it very much, and I think I can handle it.

- So do I.

I'll keep this to promote your new career with.

You'll be working with kids, bright and marvelous,

but they take handfing.

You know, if this show goes the way I think it's going to,

there's no reason in the world why--

- Well, isn't this cozy?

- So, this is your business lunch?

How's business?

- Friend of yours?

- Just another trick, honey. - That's enough.

- Is that your idea of a dish?

My God, she's a little old for you, isn't she?

What is this, "Be Kind to Senior Citizens Week?"

- Get outta here. - It's not that I mind

you being a bastard, but do you have to be such

a tasteless bastard?

Stop it, you son-of-a-bitch!

She couldn't get laid at a lumber camp!

Stop it, you son-of-a-bitch!

You're hurting me.

Stop it, you dirty bastard!

Oh... stop it!

Dave!

Oh, no. No, no, no. N0!

Don't leave me. Don't leave me.

She's nothing, nothing, nothing!

I love you! - Get her outta here, man.

- Please, I did it because-- - Where to?

--I love you, I did it because I love you.

Don't you understand? I love you.

- Where to, Mister? - Move!

- Because I love-- Dave, please.

- This is a private beach. - I wanna talk to you.

- I don't wanna talk to you.

Are you drunk?

- No, but that's not a bad idea.

- Why, David? - Why, what? Drunk?

- No. Why last night?

- Well, that's what I came to explain to you.

- Okay, good.

But I think we should understand each other.

I'm not very happy with you.

- Well, that's fair enough, Tobie.

- Whatever it was, you could've called me.

- N0, I couldn't.

- Why not?

- I couldn't tell you the truth last night.

I'm not gonna lie to you anymore.

- Now, Why'd you have to say that?

- And I just didn't want to take a chance

she'd try it again.

- What if she does?

- Well, I swear to you, if she ever tries it,

I'd just let her go right on ahead.

- Oh, God.

Oh my God.

What in the...?

- Aaah!

- Oh, God, help me!

Please, somebody help me!

- Help me, somebody! Oh, God!

Help me!

- Get back, buddy. - Hey, I live here, man.

- Is she your housecleaning lady, Garver?

- Okay, boys, let's take her out.

Watch your step. - Birdie.

- It's gonna cost you double

to clean up this mess.

- Watch your step.

- Dave Garver?

- Yeah. - I'm Sgt. McCallum.

Any ideas?

- About what?

- Well, uh, about your girlfriend in there.

- Hey, that's not my girlfriend.

Let me get that straight right in front.

- More or less a casual acquaintance, you say?

- That's right.

- Just dropped by to hack up

your wardrobe ancl your cleaning lady,

is that what you're trying to tell me?

- I'm not trying to tell you anything, Sergeant.

- Well, now, maybe you ought to.

The lady almost got herself killed.

Ancl I'm stumbling around

in my stupid way trying to find out why.

- Well, what'll you have?

- This Evelyn Draper, where did she come from?

- I don't know.

- What about her family?

- I don't know that, either.

She just listens to my radio show,

and we met one night, that's all.

- Practically a stranger? - That's right.

- Then how does she happen to have a key to your front door?

- I don't know that, either.

- You know, it boils down to you don't know a helluva lot, do you?

- What it boils down to is I'm getting

kinda sick of your questions.

- Ancl so am I.

But they get upset with me down at the store

when I don't ask them.

Just take her through, I'll be right along.

- Right.

- Take her through what?

- Booking.

- What she really needs is psychiatric help.

- Really?

Now, look, uh, those cuts on her wrists...

- Don't know anything about those.

- Oh, uh, there's one other thing--

- I know. Don't leave town.

- What I was gonna say, why don't you play

some Montavani sometime?

- Didn't know you liked the show, Sergeant.

- I don't. I like Montavani.

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- For those of you who may have

played brass instruments in high school,

you know that was triple-tonguing, man.

Let's give his tongue a nice hand.

- He might be the fastest tongue in the west.

- Come on. - All right, I'm coming.

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- What do you say?

How about something to eat?

- I've gotta pick up my roommate, Annabel.

- Madalyn's your roommate.

- I found my man, and I'm moving out.

- Ancl Annabel's moving in? - Right.

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- Ancl that was the Cannonball Adderly Group,

and they're making it happen at the Monterey Jazz Festival,

along with Duke Ellington, Woody Herman,

Joe Williams, and many others.

Still got tickets for Sunday night,

so get on out there,

because that's where it's happening.

Now we're gonna hear from the Gator Creek Organization

and "Feelin' Fine."

KRML, Dave Garner.

Hello?

- Pla y "Misty" for me.

Da vid ?

I didn't mean to shake you up.

I'm sorry.

Pretty stupid of me.

I've been released.

Therapy-- it was a bad dream, but it's over.

- Where are you?

- The airport, San Francisco.

I've only got a minute or two between planes.

Got a job in Hawaii.

- You're all right then, huh?

- Fine, David, fine.

Ijust wanna say how sorry I am about everything.

- Forget it, I have. - I hope so.

"Because this maiden, she lived with no other thought

than to love and be loved by you."

- Are you near a radio?

- N0.

But play it for me anyway.

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- Hello? - Garver?

- Yeah? - Sgt. McCa/lum.

Sorry to wake you, but something's come up.

- Yeah, I know. She just

paid me a visit with a butcher knife.

- Why? Because she was released on parole,

pending further legal action.

- When?

- A week ago.

- Well, I sure like the way

you broke your ass to let me know about it.

- Ijust found out about it myself.

- Well, who's in charge down there, anyway?

- Now, look, do you wanna help find her,

or would you ratherjust sit there and bellyache?

- All right.

- Well...

now, exactly what did she say to you?

- I told you. She said that she was well

ancl that she was going to Hawaii.

- Well, what else?

- I already told you. - Well, tell me again.

- You know, Sergeant, you really make lousy conversation.

- You make lousy coffee.

Now, come on, what else did she say?

- Nothing, except, uh...

- Except what? - It was nothing.

It was a line from a poem.

- What poem?

- Well, ifl knew that, I'd know the line, wouldn't I?

- Well, try to remember.

- You know, McCallum, it's getting late,

and you're sounding very monotonous.

- Well, now, you know, you're not exactly

my idea of a swinger date, either.

- Good night, McCallum.

- Hey, uh, what happened to the Montavani?

- The what?

- Well, I heard the show.

But I never did hear you play the Montavani.

- You really did listen to the show, huh?

- Oh, friend, if we had a TV down at the station,

I'd break my arm before I'd turn your show on.

- Thanks a lot.

- Just hope we're lucky enough to grab her

the next time she tries it.

- Tries what?

- To kill you.

- Yeah, and if you're not lucky enough...

- That'd be hell.

The guys down at the station

would have to chip in and buy a TV.

- You're a great comfort, Sergeant.

- You will change the locks, huh?

- Hi.

Nothing like a nice, brisk walk in the woods

to put roses in a girl's cheeks.

How are you?

- Not so good, honey.

' Oh?

- She's back. - Who?

- Evelyn Draper, the girl that tried to kill Birdie.

- How can-- how can she be back?

I thought they put her in a state sanitarium.

- They did, but they let her out.

- But does that mean she's all right?

- Theoretically.

- What happens now?

- I think you and I oughta stay away from each other

for a couple of clays,

just in case she's tagging after me.

- She's already following you, isn't she?

- I don't want you to worry about it.

I can handle myself.

- Yeah, so could Birdie.

- All right, then, you stand by.

Well, they're all set to trace the call.

Now, when she phones, you just mention her by name

right away-- Evelyn--

and they start to trace her.

Ancl all you gotta do after that is just keep her talking.

- 15 minutes before the hour here at KRML,

and here's "It's Not Unusual."

- I guess it hasn't come to you yet, huh?

- What?

- What she said. Over the phone last night?

Part of a poem or something.

You told me you were gonna try to remember.

- I thought I had it, but I've forgotten.

Is it that important?

- Until we pick her up, everything's important.

What's wrong?

- I'm worried about my girlfriend with all this going on.

They're so damn isolated down there.

I'm thinking the best thing to do is just

call Al Monte and have him sub for me.

- Now, look, the only chance we got

is when she phones in here tonight,

ancl you've gotta be here right on that mic.

- If she phones-- - She will, believe me.

But only if you're here.

I'll tell you what I'll do--

if it'll make you feel any better,

I'll go over and check your girlfriend's house myself, okay?

- I'd sure appreciate that.

Oh, she lives in the Highlands on Spindrift Road.

I think it's the fourth or fifth house down.

Williams is on the mailbox.

- Why don't you phone her?

Tell her to be expecting me.

- McCallum?

Thanks, huh? - Public servant.

- Hello?

- Hi.

Just checking in. You all right?

- Marvelous.

I'm just getting ready to do my nails,

and I got your program on.

Ancl Annabel's in the kitchen

making a couple of coffee grogs.

What more could a girl ask for?

No, honey, really, everything 's fine.

- There's a Sergeant McCallum who's gonna drop by for a second,

just to see if you're buttoned up all right.

Let him in but nobody else, okay?

- Okay. Hey, David?

You wanna play something soft and dreamy for us?

- You got it.

Bye-bye.

- Bye, hon.

- Hey, Annabel, how's that stuff coming?

- Now here's something soft and sentimental

for Tobie and Annabel.

- Hope you like cinnamon in yours.

- Whatever's right.

- Annabel.

- Good, huh?

- Mmm, too much.

- So's this. - Thank you.

- Just one thing. Do you mind?

- No, be my guest.

- The eyes are wrong.

David's are more--

how shall I say--

colder.

- I didn't know you knew David.

' Hmm?

- I didn't realize you and David were--

--were friends.

- Friends?

Oh, no, not friends.

Not friends.

God, you're dumb.

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Because this maiden she lived with

no other thought than to love

and be loved by you.

- Tobie?

We're waiting for you, David.

- This is Dave Garver with a little verse,

a little talk, and five hours of music

to be very, very nice to each other...

- Careful.

Careful.

I might put your eye out.

I'll bet David loves your eyes.

Ancl your hair.

Does he run his fingers through your hair?

Have to get you all nice for David.

For David.

I hope he likes what he sees when he walks in here,

because that's what he's taking to hell with him.

- Miss Williams?

- McCallum?

- Mmm.

J'

And now here's a pretty one

for lonely lovers on a cool, cool night.

It's the great Erroll Garner classic,

"Misty. "

And this one is especially for Evelyn.

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