MC: Ladies and gentlemen, The Revolution!
[Audience cheering]
[Slow electronic instrumental music]
[The Kid greeting the crowd]
[Audience cheering]
[Rhythmic rock 'n' roll instrumental song]
[Singing rock 'n' roll song]
[Rock 'n' roll song continues]
[Driver yells]
Yes.
[Rock 'n' roll song continues]
[Rock 'n' roll instrumental music]
[Continues singing rock 'n' roll song]
MORRIS: We're going to kill him.
What do you want?
I have an appointment to see the manager.
No, you don't. He don't see no one.
[Rock 'n' roll instrumental music]
What are you, stupid or something? Why don't you look where you're going?
[Continues singing rock 'n' roll song]
I'm from out of town, and I have to see the manager. It's important.
I'm a pretty good singer and dancer. Maybe he could use me.
Do you have any experience?
-Yeah. -Follow me.
[Fast-paced rock 'n' roll instrumental music]
[Guitar solo]
[Audience cheering and applauding]
Here, fill this out.
I'll have him call you later.
I don't have a phone.
-When will he be back? -Well, you can try tomorrow.
Okay. Thanks.
"Apollonia"?
[Crowd chattering in the background]
Why don't you stay awhile? See how it's done.
JEROME: So sexy.
MC: Ladies and gentlemen...
please welcome The Time.
[Audience cheering and applauding]
[Lively rock 'n' roll instrumental music]
[Lively rock 'n' roll instrumental music intensifies]
[Rhythmic rock 'n' roll instrumental music]
[Singing lively rock 'n' roll song]
[Lively rock 'n' roll song continues]
[Audience cheering and whistling]
I really liked your song, too.
[Lively rock 'n' roll instrumental music continues]
[Rhythmic drum beats]
DAD: Listen to me!
You come home when I say come home. You got no business in the streets.
MOM: Just leave me alone. DAD: Come here!
I said now!
DAD: Do you hear me? KID: Mom! Dad!
DAD: You keep this place clean!
KID: Please, Dad, she's heard you!
He wants to kill me. He's crazy.
KID: Dad, please! MOM: Look what he's doing to me.
[Thudding]
[Solemn instrumental music]
[Melancholic instrumental music]
BILLY: I don't get it, man.
An important meeting like this, and he doesn't even show up.
The Kid must be forgetting who owns this club.
I got to make some changes, and fast. It's going to affect all the bands.
It's the second time he hasn't shown up. I'm telling you he's fucking up.
You know what you need to do? You need to get rid of him.
I don't understand.
The last three bands that came here went on to be big stars.
I thought The Kid was the next, but he's blowing it.
Plus, he ain't pulling them in anymore.
He just plays a lot of shit that nobody wants to hear.
Like his old man, Francis L.
-Man, did he ever mess his career up. -Ruined his wife's, too.
Now The Kid's doing the same shit.
I hear he's having a problem with his band, especially Lisa and Wendy.
-Really? -Yeah, they won't be together long.
Look, I'm telling you, you need to get rid of him.
What I need to do is get somebody commercial.
Something that will work every night.
Like a girls group?
Yeah, a girls group. Yeah, Morris.
Something sexy, but not dirty. You know, I got enough problems.
Lay it on me straight, Billy. I put together something hot...
and The Kid is out, right?
KID: It's kind of dead in here. Where is everybody?
JlLL: I don't know, but Billy and Morris were sure looking for you.
That's nice.
[Solemn instrumental music]
Maybe I'll come back at a better time.
Think tonight this place'll be jumping?
Well, I'll be here.
Wait.
I've got something for you.
What? A subpoena?
It's a song Lisa and Wendy wrote.
-Why didn't they give it to me themselves? -I liked it and wanted to listen to it.
They told me to give it to you when I was done.
You really liked it?
[Rhythmic rock 'n' roll instrumental music]
[Singing] ...two, three, kick! Four, five....
Oh, Lord! Cut!
You ladies don't seem to realize how valuable my time is.
You're going to make my boys look bad.
Why don't you let us come up with our own steps.
We tried that, remember?
Now, you're in the best possible position you could be in.
So what's the matter? Your shoes on too tight or something?
Let's have some action!
Let's have some asses wiggling.
I want some perfection.
[Rhythmic rock 'n' roll instrumental music]
I think I'm going to need a drink.
This ain't happening.
The bitches are okay, but we need something more exciting.
Right. We could be doing much better. Any ideas?
That Apollonia babe we saw last night.
Yeah, why don't we find out where she lives?
I already know that. Jill gave me everything last night.
-What are you waiting for? Let's go. -That ain't classy enough.
I want the bitch to come to me. I'm the star here.
Morris, who do you think you are? Do you know I waited up all night for you?
GIRL: I'm so tired of you doing this to me!
Who the fuck do you think I am?
GIRL: Let go of me, you thick-headed creep!
[Girl screams]
[Soft instrumental music]
Lord, such nastiness.
Let's go.
[Romantic instrumental music]
KID: Give me that.
That, on your boot.
Hey, wait.
-Give it back to me. -You can have it back later.
I want it back now, okay?
-Who gave it to you? -A person.
Male or female?
You're lying.
I can tell just by your reaction, you're lying.
So you gave it to me.
It's not yours anymore.
[Romantic instrumental music continues]
Do you see something you like?
Let's go.
[Fast-paced rock 'n' roll instrumental music]
[Rhythmic rock 'n' roll instrumental music]
[Upbeat rock 'n' roll song]
[Upbeat rock 'n' roll song continues]
KID: So where do you come from? APOLLONIA: New Orleans.
KID: What are you doing here?
APOLLONIA: I heard about the club, and I thought I'd try my luck.
KID: You're in the business?
APOLLONIA: I'm a singer.
[Exclaims]
[Birds chirping in the background]
First Avenue is really famous.
A lot of bands make it after playing there.
It must be really exciting.
Is that what turns you on?
What do you mean?
Making it.
It'd be nice for a change.
It's all I dream about.
And you?
What do you dream about?
Will you help me?
No.
Pardon me?
No.
Want to know why?
No.
'Cause you wouldn't pass the initiation.
What initiation?
[Suspenseful drum beats]
For starters...
you have to purify yourself in the waters of Lake Minnetonka.
What?
You have to purify yourself in Lake Minnetonka.
[Playful instrumental music]
Wait a minute! That's....
[Apollonia screams in delight]
KID: Hold it.
APOLLONIA: What?
That ain't Lake Minnetonka.
[Playful instrumental music continues]
I don't believe it. How could you do that to me?
Damn you! I'll kill you!
Are you sick?
How many girls have you done this to?
[Cheerful instrumental music]
Come on, let's go.
I'm not going anywhere. That was a rotten thing to do.
I'm sorry.
I tried to stop you.
I must have looked pretty ridiculous.
No, you looked great.
That took some nerve. I wouldn't have gotten in that water.
Come on.
[Exclaims questioningly]
APOLLONIA: Come on.
KID: Okay.
Don't get my seat all wet.
[Fast-paced instrumental music]
MORRIS: The girl has expensive taste, but I wonder if she can sing.
JEROME: Fine as she is, she doesn't have to know how to sing.
MORRIS: I know that's right.
Hey, watch it, now.
I want you to stay out of the set tonight. I want you to work the floor.
What for?
I want to know when that sweet thing shows up.
You see her, come get me. Cool?
Cool. I come get you, let you know the girl's there.
Not if I'm with my other babes. That wouldn't be cool.
I don't want to break their hearts, so we ought to have a signal.
A password.
-Okay, what's the password? -You got it.
-Got what? -The password.
-The password is what? -Exactly.
-The password is "exactly"? -No.
Hold it, hold it. Slow down.
-The babe walks in. You see her. -I see her.
-You come get me. -I come get you.
I'll probably have a couple of little sexies on standby...
so you glide by me and you say what?
Okay.
-The password is "okay"? -As far as I'm concerned.
-Say the password! -What?
-Say the password, onion head! -The password is "what."
-That's what I'm asking you. -It's the password.
-The password is "it"? -The password is "what."
"It." You just said so.
-The password isn't "it," it's-- -What?
-Got it. -I got it?
-Right! -"It" or "right"?
What?
[Fast-paced rock 'n' roll instrumental music]
[Singing lively rock 'n' roll song]
Hi.
I heard through the grapevine...
that you got a new tune written by a couple of great girls.
Did you hear it?
I knew it. He didn't listen to it.
He probably dropped it under his bike and rolled over it.
Wow. All right.
You think about this.
I'll be honest with you. I think you're being full of shit.
Forget it, Wendy. Let's get out of here.
Every time we give you a song, you say you'll use it, but you never do.
You think we're doing something behind your back.
You're being paranoid as usual.
LISA: Wendy. WENDY: Shut up, Lisa, please.
You should know by now that we wouldn't hurt you.
You should know by now that we wouldn't put a dark cloud over your head.
It's just to make you feel good.
You've felt this way with us before, remember?
"The nominees for best actress are...."
Fuck it, Wendy. Let's break.
DOLL: [Kid's voice] Why should he do your music? He's been doing fine without it.
DOLL: [Kid's voice] Next, you'll want to use his motorcycle.
You can really hurt people.
Doesn't that mean anything to you?
I mean, doesn't that make you feel like shit?
LISA: Come on.
I'm so tired of this. I'm really tired of it.
You tired, too?
God got Wendy's periods reversed.
About every 28 days, she starts acting nice.
Lasts about a weekend.
What difference does it make, man?
We're still a group, right?
So, what was that you were saying about timing?
[Rock 'n' roll song playing in the background]
I like that. So cute. Makes you look young.
[Rock 'n' roll song continues]
What.
-What? -Right, what.
-What? -You got it.
I got it?
Yes.
DOLL: [Kid's voice] You don't need those girls or their stupid music.
DOLL: [Kid's voice] All you need is me.
DOLL: [Kid's voice] Man, I don't know.
DOLL: [Kid's voice] Life's a bitch.
[Slow-paced rock 'n' roll instrumental music playing]
Hey, Kid, five minutes.
Apollonia, I would like you to meet Morris E. Day.
-The pleasure is all mine. -Please excuse me.
[Morris clears his throat]
Too sexy.
Have the waitress bring a bottle of their best champagne.
[Band playing fast-paced rock 'n' roll instrumental music]
Your lips would make a lollipop too happy.
You think so?
Yes.
-Who's paying for this, Morris? -I think you know that.
Jerome.
Keep the change.
MORRIS: Get my change, would you? JEROME: Of course, Morris, anything.
Would you require anything else besides my company to make you happy?
Oh, Lord.
Either somebody put something in my drink...
or you're the finest motherfucker I've seen in ages.
-Excuse me, what did you say? -You look nice tonight.
I wish you could see my home.
It's so exciting.
In my bedroom...
I have a brass waterbed.
I have an ltalian cook.
Gino Sesacagrattchi, or something like that.
It's rare that I put my cards on the table when it comes to meeting young ladies...
but I'm going to make you love me.
MC: Ladies and gentlemen...
please welcome The Revolution.
[Audience cheering and applauding]
[Slow-paced instrumental music]
[Slow-paced instrumental music intensifies]
[Singing soft rock song]
[Soft rock song continues]
[Audience cheering]
Shit, that was great. Pick one song and split.
WENDY: Can't do it any better than that.
-Did you see Morris' face? -Of course I did.
What's this one-song shit?
Billy, don't worry about it.
BILLY: Hey, I'm warning you.
[Band chattering]
[Door creeks shut]
We'll have to go to your place.
What for?
Because I want to show you something.
No, we can't.
Why, is there somebody there?
Why do you always think that there's somebody else?
Let's go.
Yeah, but we're not going to my place.
So, those your folks?
Yeah.
Freak show.
PRINCE: Come on.
[Soft, suspenseful instrumental music]
[Wind chimes jingling]
[Slow-paced, eerie instrumental music playing]
[Heavy breathing on cassette]
If you think you scared me, you didn't.
Yeah?
So who's the lucky girl?
Sounds like she's having a good time.
KID: She's crying. It's backwards.
Sort of makes me sad when I hear it.
Sounds like she's laughing, doesn't it?
So what did you do to her?
Do you always treat your women like that?
I don't have anybody right now.
-King Kong? -Stop.
No.
[Soft romantic instrumental music]
[Soft romantic instrumental music continues]
-See you later? -When?
Why?
-Because I have something to do first. -What?
It's a secret.
Will you come see me tonight?
[Exclaims affirmatively]
About 8:00?
Bye.
[Slow-paced rock 'n' roll instrumental music]
What's the matter?
You like that? Is that better?
-Where is everybody? -You're late. They left.
So what are you doing here?
"But I'm here to tell you, there's something else."
Our music.
Can't you guys get off it?
I mean, can't you just leave it alone?
I told you, already. I'm not going to do your stupid music.
Now get off it.
Yeah, we'll get off it.
Good morning.
What are you doing here?
I think I have something you might be interested in.
Yeah? What?
A little song and dance. That is, if you can sing and dance.
The Kid's going to help me.
No, he isn't.
He's never done anything in his whole life for anybody but himself.
-That's not true. -Yes, it is.
What's he done for you?
[Jazzy saxophone music]
I've got things to do.
What you gonna do?
Wait!
Okay, straight up.
I have a little group, and I think you'd fit in real well.
Just come by sometime. Maybe we can work something out.
Just business?
You can make up your own mind. Just come by.
Look, I know you could use the break. Don't you want to be a star?
I do.
This just might work out for both of us.
-Know any good pawnshops? -Sure. Why?
'Cause I'm thinking about buying a guitar.
[Soft instrumental music]
[Train whistle blowing]
[Slow-paced rock 'n' roll instrumental music playing]
DAD: You do what I say! Do you hear me?
You do what I say!
[Door slamming]
DAD: You keep this place clean!
You belong here and no place else!
You have no business leaving this house! You're always sneaking around!
-You're a goddamn sinner! -Shut up. You don't care about me.
-Don't I keep the heat on? -I don't like it here!
You never talk to me.
Dad, please.
What's the matter with this house?
MOM: You're crazy. DAD: Shut up!
KID: Dad!
MOM: No!
[Tense instrumental music]
MOM: I'm just trapped here.
You'll always have a roof overhead.
[Sobbing] You don't let me have any fun.
I could make you happy...
if you just believed in me.
[Tense instrumental music continues]
Yeah.
If you just believed in me.
You never....
I would die for you.
[Soft solemn instrumental music]
KID: Ma.
[Soft cheerful instrumental music]
-What is it? -Open it.
Oh, no.
[Exclaiming in delight]
-How'd you do it? -You like it?
[Apollonia giggling]
APOLLONIA: Thank you.
I'm going to join Morris' group.
What?
I'm going to join Morris' group.
[Fast-paced drum beats]
APOLLONIA: Just leave me alone.
[Solemn instrumental music]
I don't want you around this at all.
I don't want you in my life this way.
Apollonia...
don't I make you happy?
Don't you like the way we are?
APOLLONIA: I want to do it. You should trust me.
KID: Do you know Morris?
Do you know what he is about? He doesn't care about you.
Are you jealous?
[Tense instrumental music]
[Band practicing rhythmic music]
-Where's Lisa and Wendy? -They haven't shown up yet.
They call?
[Distorted music playing]
Kid, the boss wants to see you.
Tell him I'm rehearsing.
Now.
-You having some problems? -No.
No? Where are Lisa and Wendy at?
Hey, that's cool.
Morris says he's got a new group called Apollonia 6.
-You know anything about them? -No.
[Exclaims questioningly]
Tells me they're real hot.
He says, "Billy, you're gonna like these girls."
Got one problem, though.
What's that?
I got three acts. I don't need four.
That means one of y'all has got to go.
I mean, what would you do in my position?
[Guitar playing stridently]
[Fast-paced rock 'n' roll instrumental music]
[Melancholic rock 'n' roll song]
[Melancholic rock 'n' roll song continues]
Ma, what happened?
KID: Where are you?
KID: Answer me, motherfucker!
[Piano playing softly]
Is that yours?
Of course it's mine.
Whose else would it be?
I got lots of them.
They're all different, too.
I'd like to see them. You got them written down somewhere?
No, man. I don't write them down.
I don't have to.
That's the big difference between you and me.
I thought you weren't going to play no more.
I saw Mom up the street. She looked pretty bad.
Any idea how she got that way?
You got a girlfriend?
Yeah, I got a girlfriend.
You going to get married?
I don't know.
Never get married.
[Rhythmic rock 'n' roll instrumental music]
LISA: Wendy. WENDY: Yes, Lisa.
LISA: Is the water warm enough? WENDY: Yes, Lisa.
LISA: Shall we begin? WENDY: Yes, Lisa.
[Rhythmic rock 'n' roll instrumental music continues]
[Fast-paced rock 'n' roll instrumental music]
[Singing upbeat rock 'n' roll song]
[Rhythmic upbeat rock 'n' roll instrumental music]
APOLLONIA: What are we doing here? MORRIS: What do you mean?
APOLLONIA: I don't want to be here. I don't want to hurt anybody.
It's not about hurting anybody.
We open at The Taste tomorrow, don't we?
This is business. We need the exposure.
Anyway, you don't want to disappoint them, do you?
Your horns are showing, Morris.
[Rhythmic upbeat rock 'n' roll instrumental music continues]
It's a little empty tonight.
Of course, money isn't everything.
The Kid is in rare form tonight.
[Slow-paced rhythmic rock 'n' roll instrumental music]
[Singing soft rock song]
What the fuck's wrong with you, Kid?
I don't have time for your bullshit. What do you want?
I told you before. This stage is no place for your personal shit.
KID: That's life, man. BILLY: Life, my ass, motherfucker.
This is a business, you ain't too far gone to see that yet.
I told you before, you're not packing them like you used to.
Nobody digs your music but yourself.
Fuck off!
Yeah, okay. Just like your old man.
Yeah, you got it. Tell me I'm wrong.
You're not blind.
Look around you. No one's digging you.
Buddy, what a fucking waste.
-But, like father, like son. -Lay off that.
Let me give you some advice, junior.
Your music makes sense to no one but yourself.
That was fucked up what you did.
Morris doesn't like it, and I don't like it either.
I don't care.
It's obvious you don't have what it takes to be on top.
But to show you that we're sympathetic to your problems...
here's a couple of tickets for tomorrow night's show. Enjoy it.
Don't forget to bring a girlfriend.
[Upbeat rock 'n' roll instrumental music]
MC: Now, without further ado, ladies and gentlemen, Apollonia 6.
[Upbeat rock 'n' roll instrumental music continues]
[Singing upbeat rock 'n' roll song]
[Audience cheering and applauding]
Morris is squeezing you, Kiddo. Better kick ass tomorrow night, or else.
APOLLONIA: Did you hear those people applauding?
APOLLONIA: They loved us.
APOLLONIA: We're all gonna be big stars.
APOLLONIA: I can feel it.
[Morris singing] "Ain't nobody bad like me."
Morris, you're a genius.
[Comical instrumental music]
Let's go, baby.
Where's Jerome?
In his skin.
Is he gonna come?
-I gave him the night off. -Why?
[Laughing erotically]
[Motorcycle approaching]
[Morris screams]
Ain't this a bitch! I just got my coat from the cleaners!
$400 cashmere.
Get on!
Come on.
Stop!
Motherfucker! You long-haired faggot!
[Suspenseful instrumental music]
[Train whistle blaring]
-Why are you doing that for? -You can't tell me what to do.
Don't drink that. Give it to me.
Go ahead. Go on.
[Tense instrumental music]
[Rhythmic instrumental music]
[Gunshot fires]
PARAMEDIC: Back off, people!
PARAMEDIC: Let's move it.
[Mom sobbing]
[Paramedics talking indistinctly]
PARAMEDIC: Lift.
[Voice over police radio]
[Tense instrumental music]
[Gunshot fires]
KID: No!
DAD: [In Kid's head] Come here, do you hear me?
[Gunshot fires]
[Tense instrumental music intensifies]
[Solemn instrumental music]
[Slow-paced rock 'n' roll instrumental music playing]
[Cassette player rewinding]
[Slow-paced rock 'n' roll instrumental music playing]
[Cassette player rewinding]
[Slow-paced rock 'n' roll instrumental music playing]
[Playing slow-paced rock 'n' roll instrumental music]
[Audience cheering]
MC: Ladies and gentlemen...
please welcome The Time.
MORRIS: I don't want to see you no more. Gentlemen, are we ready?
Y'all better do this one.
What time is it?
[Upbeat rock instrumental music]
MORRIS: I'm counting out 10 seconds to get to the dance floor.
[Singing upbeat rock 'n' roll song]
[Upbeat rock 'n' roll instrumental music]
This is the last call for alcohol.
If you ain't guzzling too much, you got to get the hell out of here.
Thank you.
[Audience cheering and applauding]
JEROME: The Revolution who? Fuck them. They might as well go home.
[People chattering]
What's happening? You ain't even sweating.
[People continue chattering]
[All singing] Let's get crazy
Let's get nuts
[Band singing and laughing]
The Kid who?
How's the family?
[Band chattering]
KID: Let's go.
LISA: Yeah, let's get them.
MC: Ladies and gentlemen, The Revolution!
[Audience applauding]
[Clears throat]
I'd like to dedicate this to my father, Francis L.
It's a song the girls in the band wrote, Lisa and Wendy.
[Slow-paced rock 'n' roll instrumental music playing]
[Singing and playing slow-paced rock 'n' roll song]
[Audience cheering]
Hi.
[Audience cheering and whistling]
[Upbeat rock 'n' roll instrumental music]
[Singing upbeat rock 'n' roll song]
[Upbeat rock 'n' roll song continues]
[Rhythmic rock 'n' roll instrumental music]
[Singing rhythmic rock 'n' roll song]
[Continues singing rhythmic rock 'n' roll song]
[Audience cheering and applauding]
[Upbeat rock 'n' roll song]
[Soft rock song]
[Upbeat rock 'n' roll song]
[Soft rock song]
[Upbeat rock 'n' roll song]
[Slow-paced rock 'n' roll song]
[Slow-paced rock 'n' roll instrumental music]