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hwpIm gonna play it again.
You play that thing one more time,
Im gonna melt it down into hair spray.
Let me play
the other side then.
No, Rayette,
its not a question of sides.
Its a question
of musical integrity.
Then let me sing one for ya.
When theres a...
Hold it, hold it.
- Oh, Bobby!
- What?
Quit that now.
You said youre gonna help me
pick a song.
- I did?
- Im gonna cut off your damn water.
I swear.
Selfish.
You can play on the piano.
Your whole damn family can play
some type of musical instrument.
All Im askin is for you
to help me improve my musical talent.
And youd think you would.
Dipesto, why dont you
take that sign off your tit...
and you and me go out
and have us a real good time.
Where are we going?
I dont know, but Ill holler up
to Elton and Stoney.
Bobby, now listen a minute.
You know, Ill go out with you...
or Ill stay in with you...
or Ill do anything
that youd like for me to do...
if you would tell me
that you love me.
You can sing the song.
You are never satisfied.
Thats right.
Oh, honey, Im sorry.
All right, here it is.
They were all set up right for ya.
Get right in there, Dipesto.
- Just relax.
- Come on, Rayette.
Watch that left foot.
Left foot forward.
Not too much of a match,
is it, Elton?
In the gutter.
Isnt that wonderful?
Too heavy for me, honey.
The pins, you know. I cant see them.
I cant make em out.
Squint. I squint.
There they are at the end
of these little boards.
You notice em leading down,
just spot and follow through.
But theres so many.
- Whats that for?
- Thats for luck.
- Oh, youre crazy.
- Go show Ray how to do it.
- You slobbered on me.
- It aint the first time.
Watch this.
There she is. Shes doin
a little variation on the Apache Shift.
I taught her that.
- Are you mad at me?
- No, Im not mad at ya, honey.
Itll be all right.
- Look at me and tell me youre not mad.
- Im not mad at you.
- Lets see you beat it.
- Ill show you how it gets done.
Dont talk about it. Do it.
Isnt he pretty?
Show me something.
Give me spirit. Give me something.
That stupid thing
just goes all cocky-wobbly, honey.
- Just do what I tell ya.
- I did, didnt I, EI?
You got another ball coming.
- Come on!
- Relax, Ray. Thats all.
Attaboy!
That was real good, wasnt it?
I finally did it.
Great. You throw the big Zs
for frames...
and then you throw a strike
on the last ball of a losin game.
Just wonderful.
Wasnt that wonderful, ladies?
- Are you talking to us?
- Wonderful.
I guess Ill go wait in the car.
Why dont you go wait in the car?
I will.
Ill wait there right now.
One minute, honey,
and Ill go with you.
Me and Stoney got to get on home,
relieve the sitter.
Why dont you and Ray
just come on by the place?
All right, why dont you go on?
Here, Ill take care
of the beers.
And would you walk Rayette
with ya?
- Sure.
- Thanks.
- What do we owe you?
- Four dollars, sir.
Okay.
- Heres a five. Thanks very much.
- Thank you.
Weve been wanting to ask you.
Youre on the TV, arent ya?
Am I?
She says youre the guy
that sells all the cars on TV.
I might have sold a few cars.
I told ya! My names Shirley,
but they call me Betty.
Her names Twinky.
- Twinky?
- Yeah, cause shes so Twinky.
Boy, oh, boy.
Well, Betty and Twinky...
it sure is nice
talking to you girls.
I wish I had some more time.
- Thats a wig you wear, isnt it?
- Me?
Yeah, I told her it was you,
but that youre wearing a wig...
cause on TV,
youre mostly all bald up there.
Your friends real, real sharp.
I dont wear the wig on TV...
because if youre gonna be in front of
two and a half million people...
youve got to be sincere.
I mean, I like to wear it when Im in
bowling alleys and slipping around.
I think it gives me a little class.
What do you think?
Yeah, but I can see
a little bit of the net up there.
Thats what give it away.
A little net.
I wish I had more time
to talk to you girls...
but I have to...
III...
Come on, Ray.
Were gonna go over to Eltons.
Im not.
Youre just gonna sit here?
Yes.
Okay, I hope
no one hits on you.
I hope they do.
Okay.
See you later.
No one would want to hit on you.
You look too pathetic.
Come on, Dipesto.
We can still have a good time.
Youre the pathetic one,
not me.
Im going over to Eltons.
I am not a piece of crap.
Im sorry.
You treat me like I was.
Go slip around
right before my face...
in front of Elton and Stoney
that way.
What do you imagine they think
of somebody you treat like that?
Now, now, Ray.
Sweetheart, Elton and Stoney know
that I love you.
Theyre just gonna think that Im not
too nice a guy, which Im not...
and that youre a real hell of
a good person for puttin up with me.
Thats all.
Just find me dead one time.
Youll just kill me.
Come on, be a good girl.
If you ever really get up
and leave me...
youll read about it
in the newsprint.
Im not gonna get up
and leave you.
Now, come on.
Lets go over to Eltons
and have a good time.
You love me, Bobby?
What do you think?
Fuck.
You got banana on your face.
I do?
I still aint figured out
how you got me workin back out here.
I got you to work out
