wear your buckle shoes
And all that jazz
I hear that Father Dip
is gonna blow the blues
And all that jazz
Hold on, hon,
were gonna bunny hug
I bought some aspirin
down at United Drug
In case you shake apart
and want a brand-new start
To do
That
Jazz
Lets go, babe.
But I didnt even meet
your friend . That manager guy.
Dont worry, Roxie.
Its all taken care of.
You told him about me?
Yeah , kid , it
The Favor Script
Mommy? Do dead people swallow?
Well?
Do they?
No.
Then what do they do
with the water in their mouth?
They stop getting water in their mouths.
Why?
Dont wake Daddy.
Daddys awake.
lts Saturday, honey. Go back to sleep.
Daddy, they dont let you be a pilot
if you wear glasses!
Hannah!
Ollie, off!
Come on. Off the bed, Ollie. Off!
lve been playing handball
with quadratic equations al
behavior.
Today we women raise our voices against tyranny, crudeness and play-off games.
And that is it, gentlemen.
End of story. The fat ladys singing! Out of the room.
By the way, if any of that was lost upon you, then Ive just proven my point again.
Excuse me.
Kareenah, baby,
I am putting my foot down.
Damn! Damn! I cant stand her.
I cant stand her either, but you really need to calm down.
You
wears a plastic smile, ignores it.
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INT. THE MOCAMBO - NIGHT
A CLUB PHOTOGRAPHER pops snapshots, but the real action
is on the floor where MICKEY COHEN does a wicked "Lindy
Hop" with THREE different GIRLS at once. A fireplug of a
man, he hardly seems a public menace. Nearby is his
bodyguard JOHNNY STOMPANATO. Over it all:
HUDGEONS (V.O.)
Meyer Harris Cohen, Mickey C to
his fans. Hes the big mo
wearing guns on their belts. Or black cops, for that
matter, with guns on their belts. Or seen people as fat as
Americans on their home turf. Things someone from England
notices immediately, whether consciously at first or not.
CUT.
EXT. MOTEL. EVENING.
Wilsons not here for comfort. Shown to a shitty room, round
the corner of a typical 2nd-level outside walkway. Airport
close by.
INT. MOTEL ROOM.
wear that more often.
Actually, its a sweater.
Sweater, blouse, you wear it well. Take a compliment.
- Have you heard from Rhode Island? - I got in.
- Congratulations. I knew you would. - My parents are pushing premed.
I think parents want you to appreciate the good things in life, but not do them.
- They want you to see art... - We got something at : .
- But not make art. They want you to have l
wearing?
This is not Halloween.
Its just a skirt and sweater.
Button those buttons,
young lady.
I bet your mother didnt
see you dressed like that.
Its hot in here.
That will be all.
This is a classroom...
not a cocktail lounge,
Miss Friar.
Take this dress code
violation slip home...
and have it signed
by your parents.
And take that gum
out of your mouth!
For the th time!
If I catch you with gum
i
behavior.
Welles bends to the stroller, picks up his infant daughter,
CINDY, and hoists her in the air, overjoyed.
WELLES
Hello, pumpkin-head, did you miss
me? I sure missed you...
He kisses the happy child, holding her in one arm.
WELLES
Lets get my bags and get the hell
out of here.
Welles pulls Amy close and kisses her again, leads the way.
Amy follows, pushing the stroller.
AMY
Hows t
minutes.
Is your mother at home?
Oh, we havent got a mother.
And its all right.
You dont have to say
youre sorry.
How do you do?
Ive just come about the room.
Oh, do come in.
Forgive me. I was trying
to clean a fireplace.
I dont know how long Id stay.
Ive only just got back
from Kuala Lumpur.
Petrova! Have you been...
Well, um...
theres no minimum agreement.
Nana,
Petrovas been wearing my...
wear
terrifying and monstrous masks,
in order to inscribe themselves
on the hearts of humanity."
Listen, children,
to the sound of the Nuremburg night.
In the snce,
the shaman leads a sensuous panic.
He acts like a madman,
a professional hysteria.
Have you ever seen God? A mandala.
A symmetrical angel.
We got our final vision by clap.
Columbuss groin
got filled with green death.
I touched her thi