Oh, the sun beats down
And burns the tar
up on the roof
And your shoes
get so hot
You wish your tired feet
were fireproof
Under the boardwalk
Down by the sea
On a blanket
with my baby
Is where Ill be
From the park you hear
Happy sounds
from the carousel
You can almost taste
the hot dogs
And French fries they sell
Under the boardwalk
Down by the sea
Yeah
- On a blanket with my baby
- On a blanket with my baby
Is where Ill be
Under the boardwalk
Out of the sun
Under the boardwalk
Well be having some fun
Under the boardwalk
Walk
People walking above
Under the boardwalk
Well be falling in love
- Under the boardwalk
- Under the boardwalk
Boardwalk
- Sound okay, CC?
- All right.
- How was that tempo?
- Pretty good.
You sound pretty good.
Thank you.
Now, if the strings and horns
would only come here, right?
I know. It's like
the Claude Rains Orchestra.
Message for you, CC.
I gotta talk
to that contractor.
Diana.
Diana, get my bag.
CC. CC?
- What about rehearsal, CC?
- Diana, get me my bag
and my coat.
- CC, what's wrong?
- Brett.
- Brett, Ive got to go to the airport.
- Yes, ma'am. Right away.
Now.
Are you sure you don't want me to
take you up to the gate, Ms. Bloom?
No, no, no, I'm fine.
Just tell Diana
Ill call her when I get there.
We tried everything to get you a flight
out tonight, Miss Bloom...
but it's impossible. There are no
planes landing in San Francisco.
- There's a fog.
- What do you mean, there are
no flights landing in San Francisco?
- Is this the modern world or what?
- That's right, but even
in the modern world...
planes don't land in
San Francisco when it's foggy.
Uh, Linda, why dont you check about
the status of the fog lifting?
- I checked five minutes ago.
- Fogs lift. Please check again.
I think it would be nice.
Miss Bloom would like
for us to make that call.
They said they would call me
when the fog lifted.
You call them.
Get--
The car's right over here.
The keys are in it.
Here's your map
and your contract.
I checked the wipers.
They're all right.
-It's raining all the way
up l-5, so be careful.
- Okay. Thanks.
I'm a big fan, CC.
Oh, when the sun
beats down
And burns the tar
up on the roof
And your shoes get so hot
you wish your tired feet
- Were fireproof
- Best hot dogs in Atlantic City.
Under the boardwalk
Down by the sea
On a blanket
with my baby
That's where Ill be
Don't tell me.
You're lost.
I must see a hundred cases
like you every day.
- You want a drag?
- ''A drag''?
You know, a drag
on my cigarette.
itll calm your nerves.
I just want to get back
to our hotel...
but I can't remember
the name.
- Big or small?
- Big.
- Ritzy or cheap?
- I guess it's ritzy.
Does it have a fountain
in front, a pool inside...
- and a bunch of fruits in monkey suits
playing violins in the lobby?
- Yes !
Bet your ass it's ritzy.
- It's the Marlboro Blenheim.
- That's it !
Do you know where it is?
Yeah, Ill walk you back
if you want.
Oh, yes.
Please.
Just let me put on my shoes.
Where the hell are they?
What's your name?
What's my name?
I am none other than the fantastic,
world-famous...
child wonder...
CC Bloom !
Ta-da !
Hi, Im Hillary Whitney.
Dont you recognize me?
No.
I do a couple of routines in the
Sammy Pinkers Kiddie Show.
- The what?
- Holy mackerel, kid !
What planet
do you live on?
The Sammy Pinkers Show just happens
to be the most popular show
in Atlantic City.
And Im the most popular act
in it...
along with Iris Myandowski,
the hand-walking queer.
- Do you want a puff?
- CC, where are you?
- CC !
- Don't blow a gasket, Leona.
Im down here.
You know, when I didn't find you
in your dressing room,
you know what I thought?
I thought you were dead !
You watch too many movies,
Leona.
Come on. We gotta get back
to the theater right now.
There's a Hollywood talent scout
wants to see your act.
- Is this your idea of a sick joke?
- No, honey.
He caught the midnight show last night.
He was crazy about you.
And he's looking for a kid
to star in his new movie. Let's go !
Well, dont just sit there.
Come on !
- This is my break into the big time.
- How many times
do I have to tell you...
don't wear that costume
on the beach?
- I am not made of money, you know.
- Get off my back, Leona !
Oh, my God, Im dying from
heat prostration. I can't breathe.
What are you, a camel or something?
Come on, Skedaddle ! I gotta have a sip !
Who is that woman?
What woman?
That's no woman,
that's my mother.
- Let's go, Leona !
- Im coming. I am spritzing
from here to high heaven.
- Come on !
- Im coming !
I've got splinters
in my toes.
Ox, God,
I hate Atlantic City!
- What's this one's name?
- Bloom. CC Bloom.
- CC Boom, it sounds like a stripper.
- Not CC Boom. Bloom. Bloom.
Hit it, toots.
You got to give a little
Take a little
And let your poor heart
break a little
That's the story of
That's the glory of love
Oh, yeah
You got to laugh a little
Cry a little
Until the clouds roll by
a little
That's the story of
That's the glory of love
As long as there's
the two of us
We've got the world
and all its charms
And when the world
is through with us
We've got
each other's arms
You've got to win a little
Lose a little
And always have the blues
a little
That's the story of
That's the glory of love
My mama told me
that's the glory of
Love
Oh, great.
Really.
CC.
CC, come here
and meet Mr. Melman.
- Hi, Mr. Melman.
- Hi, CC.
Mr. Melman came all the way
from Hollywood--
lris Myandowski's
auditioning too?
Hey, CC, it wouldn't
be fair not to let--
- I thought it was just me, Leona !
- It was, sweetie.
But Mrs. Myandowski wants
her little girl to have--
She found out from you, didn't she?
You were bragging again.
- Werent you, Leona !
- Im so proud of you, sweetheart.
lris is ready,
Mr. Melman.
- What a beautiful child.
- I told you.
Who cares
what she looks like?
All she knows how to do
is walk on her hands.
- It's your fault ! It's your
fault they picked her !
- Please, don't say that.
- I can't breathe.
- It should have been me !
- You keep bragging about me !
You gotta stop !
- Everybodys gonna hear.
- You're ruining my career !
- Honey, look,
Im gonna have an attack.
- I hate Iris Myandowski !
- Im having palpitations.
You're always sorry !
Just leave me alone !
- Leave me alone !
- Please, will you stop it, honey?
Look, Im all flushed.
What are you doing to me?
- Calm down, honey. Please.
- She got the job. I didn't.
- I didn't mean to brag.
- Iris Myandowski's
a hand-walking queer.
Please, CC.
Please, stop it.
- Honey, please.
- I hate my life.
Now, come on.
Get out of there.
Where are you?
Come on, CC.
What do you say,
we just pack it in...
and we go back
to the Bronx, huh?
You could hang out
at the pool with the other kids.
You could see your daddy.
And then, maybe
your daddy will take you
to Mr. Cohen's candy store.
You'll have a nice malted and those
little chocolate-covered
cherries you like.
Wouldn't that be a nice idea,
honey?
Dont you want to go home,
baby?
Come on, give me a smile,
honey, huh?
Okay, Leona.
Let's go home.
Okay.
Ill be right back.
Yoo-hoo, Mr. Pinkers !
The Blooms are quitting.
Find another kid
to work for bubkes.
Personally...
I think walking on your hands
is kind of creepy.
Yeah?
And you're the best singer
I ever saw.
Yeah.
- You ready?
- Ready.
Bunny rabbit.
How'd my hair come out?
This is your half. and my address
is on the back.
It doesn't say
San Francisco.
That's because I don't live
exactly in San Francisco.
I live just outside,
in Atherton.
I live exactly in the Bronx, but Im
Leaving when Im a big star.
- Thanks, mister.
- Anytime.
Id like to buy you a soda
for walking me back.
Sure. Bread and butter.
What are we
doing here?
We're getting ice cream sodas.
Come on.
There were sodas
on the boardwalk.
Youll love
the sodas here.
But people are looking
at me.
- So what?
-What do you mean,
so what?
- So, theyll probably kick me out
of a place like this.
- They can't.
Just a minute, you two.
You can't sit here.
- Oh. I told you.
- Yes, we can.
My name's Hillary Whitney, and
Im staying here with my father...
and I want
a chocolate soda.
Want do you want, CC?
Whatever she's having.
Certainly, Miss Whitney.
- So how'd you do that?
- Easy. My father's rich.
And your mother's
not rich?
She died when
I was a little girl.
Oh.
Will you write to me
in San Francisco?
Sure, but how come you want me
to write to you so much?
Are you crazy? You just happen
to be the most fantastic person...
- Ive ever met in my entire life !
- I am?
I almost cried
when you started singing...
That's the story of
That's the glory of love
Hillary, don't sing.
Hillary,
what are you doing?
Having a soda with CC,
Aunt Vesta.
I got lost and she showed me
the way back after her
''Glory of Love'' number.
Her ''Glory of Love'' number?
Your father and I have been
Looking for you for hours.
We were just about
to call the police.
Uh, listen, maybe we should just
forget about the sodas, you know?
If I don't go back, Leona will
start foaming at the mouth.
Oh, my. Come, Hillary.
Come on.
- Whatever they had, charge it
to the room.
- They didn't have anything, ma'am.
Look, Im sorry I got to go.
That's my Aunt Vesta.
Im glad she's not
my Aunt Vesta.
Here, little girl.
Now, go home.
What's this for?
It will keep you
honest.
Be sure to keep
in touch, CC. Okay?
Well, sure.
We're friends, aren't we?
You shouldn't play with that
strange little child.
-Well, who am I going to play with?
- Me.
You like to play bridge.
Ta-da !
Dear CC, we're spending
the summer at our beach house.
It's very peaceful here. I get
to ride horses and think a lot.
I miss you. It's fun to have
somebody to be silly with.
Ride?
All I ride is the subway.
Leona won't pay for me
to go to Julliard...
so I have to keep taking
dancing and singing...
from Miss Jean Kayton,
the freaky, fat vaudeville star.
The studio's in the cellar, which
means you only graduate...
when you're tall enough
to hit your head on the ceiling.
P. S. I hate my hair.
Okay, then we have Hillary
Whitney on Little Clementine.
Stop daydreaming, Hillary.
Let's go.
Dear CC,
Sometimes I get sick of words...
like ''proper;' ''well-bred;'
''cultured.''
I go through life thinking
everyones watching me.
Are they?
Well, things are pretty good
in the Bronx.
I hate school, and I like
taking singing lessons.
I got to sing at my father's
dry cleaning convention.
I was a hit.
See you later, alligator.
Cecilia Carol Bloom.
Dear CC, Ive decided
to study law...
and Im convinced Ill have
some effect on the world...
rather than end up in a mindless
woman's club like my Aunt Vesta.
I ended up
choosing Stanford...
because four generations of Whitneys
went there, all men, of course.
But, mainly, I have to confess,
because it's co-ed.
Dear WASP Queen...
Leona gave me a great present
for my 21st birthday.
She moved to Miami.
Im on my own now, and
Ive got a flat, a can of mace
and a subscription to Variety.
Im all set. P. S. How's college life?
Arent you done yet?
Now is the month of May
Dear CC, I went
on my first protest march...
and my father
called me a radical.
He doesn't understand
the whole world's falling apart
while he's playing golf.
Sorry my trip east
didn't work out, but Dad just
wasn't feeling well enough.
Will I ever see you again?
Call or write soon, will you?
Love, Hillary.
I was just about
to commit suicide...
by taking an overdose
of vitamin A...
when your letter arrived telling me
Im a genius and don't lose heart.
Ive decided to live, even though
I never get any work...
Ive got no agent, and Im deeply
Lonely during this festive season.
Thank you. Next, CC Bloom.
Let's move along, kids.
Okay?
From, uh, from letter ''G.''
And just kind of medium,
not too bright.
- Hi.
- Hi. Go.
You got to win a little
Lose a little
And always have the blues
a little
That's the glory of
That's the story of love
My mama told me
that's the glory of love
Merry Christmas.
Next, T. Kuhn.
Whatever will be
will be
The future's not ours
to see
Ah, who needs Broadway?
I think what I really am
is a jazz singer.
At least, that's what
Im gonna try to be this week.
I got a job at a nightclub.
It's a hot spot,
and Im packing 'em in.
How's lawyer life?
By fashion and foppery
Im never discussed
Attending the ''opree''
My box would be a bust
I never shall have
that Park Avenue air
But Im in such health
Why should I care
The hip that I shake
Doesn't make People stare
But Ive got such health
What do I care
The sight of my props
Never stops a thoroughfare
But I still got my health
So what do I care
Your face is your fortune
So some wise man spoke
My face is my fortune
That's why Im totally broke
My ship ain't come in
but I grin white I bear
'Cause Ive got
my vitamins
A, B, C, D
E, F, G, H
I still have my
Got no diamonds
Got no wealth
I got no man
but I got my health
Thank you. Thank you.
Youre just too, too kind.
Thank you, guys.
Did you catch that set,
Harry?
Those people were crazy
about me, so I was, uh--
- I was wondering if you could
Lend me 50 bucks till payday?
- No.
What the hell is this, a piano bar
or a Nazi work camp?
Im singing my heart out
for bubkes, peanuts !
Im living on dog food,
and you can't give me 50
Lousy bucks you already owe me.
Harry, you--
You're an angel, honey.
If your mother hadn't been such
a bitch, we could have shared
something important.
Last call.
Grace,
give me a Stinger.
- Harrys buying.
Ain't that right, Har?
- Mm-hmm.
CC Bloom?
Yeah?
Oh, God. Ive dreamt about
this moment for so long.
I can't believe we're actually
in the same room together.
Look, honey, I don't know
what youre after...
but if its what I think it is,
you're not my type,
comprendez-vous?
Dont you recognize me?
Whitney?
Hillary Whitney?
I don't believe this !
Harry, do you
believe this?
We've been writing letters
since we were 11 years old.
- What are you doing here in New York?
- I don't know.
l-I just walked out
on my life.
l-l-Ive been feeling
suffocated for years,
but I couldn't stand it anymore.
Today-- It's funny how
that happens, isn't it?
I just-- I woke up this morning
and I thought, ''This is it !''
And I left.
My job, my father,
my apartment.
Your money too?
I hadn't thought about it,
but, yeah, I guess my money too.
- Well, so what? You're here !
- So what?
Well, come back to the storeroom.
That's where I change my clothes.
- Shall I leave my bags here?
- Are you crazy? No !
Come on, this is New York.
Harry, give us a hand
with the bags.
- Ive got a bad back.
- You've got a bad attitude.
- Ive come this far.
- Come here. Let me help you.
I like your tail.
You know, I really appreciate
the offer, but Im sure I can
find a place on my own.
In this neighborhood?
Never !
- No?
- Besides, youre broke.
And Leona would have a heart attack
if I didn't invite you to stay.
She lives in Miami.
She'd never know.
Hi, Marge.
How's life treating you?
Hmm. Marge, you ought
to cut down on the gasoline.
It's bad
for the complexion.
- She could be dead.
- Nah.
If she was dead, she would
have dropped the bottle.
Oh, here we go.
Welcome a chez moi.
Geez,
it's cold in here.
I guess old Armand...
forgot to send the heat up.
Send the heat up !
Creep. Crazy Turk.
This is where Leona sleeps
when she visits.
You can have that bed.
And, uh,
this is where I sleep.
Oh, God.
- So, all the comforts of home, huh?
- A bathtub?
Oh, yeah.
We got everything.
I got everything but heat.
Armand ! Send up the heat !
What a bum.
All right, here's the toilet.
Wait !
For no extra money--
Look.
What do you think?
A veranda, a patio.
Shit.
It's a gale out there.
So, what do you think?
Well, l-- I know it's not
Buckingham Palace,
but it's home to me.
You don't understand.
Im crying because Im happy.
It just hit me
that Im free.
You don't know
what it's been like for me.
My father controlled everything
I did, even down to the kind
of law I practiced.
And now, for the first time
in my life, Im doing exactly
what I want to do...
rather than what
Ive been trained to do.
I feel like shouting,
''Free at last, free at last !
Thank God Almighty,
Im free at last !''
So...
are you always
like this?
- No.
- Good. Then you can stay.
Come on !
Let's put this bed out.
I its almost 1 O:30.
So what do you think?
You gonna be long?
- Not if I can help it.
-Then you want me
to wait for you?
Dont you really think
you ought to wait?
I am dressed like a rabbit.
All right.
Yeah, but you gotta hurry because I got
to be at this rent strike rally in an hour.
All right. Ill sing
one song for darling bunny boy.
Ill be out like a flash.
- Do I look okay?
- Here it is.
- Are my ears on straight?
What about my hair?
- Yeah. It looks fine.
You're gonna be great.
- Break a leg, CC.
- Oh, you sound so silly
when you say that.
If you call me Bugs,
you're dead.
I hate my life.
Just a minute.
Message for the birthday boy from
his darling bunny girl, Barbara.
From my what?
I don't write it, pal.
I just deliver it.
Happy, happy birthday
bunny boy
love's kind of funny
with a bunny boy
He loves me so hard
He's my bundle of joy
I try to go to sleep
but its just no use
'Cause all he really wants
to do is reproduce
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday
darling Johnny
Happy birthday
to you
''Love, from your darling
bunny girl, Barbara.''
Hey, wait a minute.
Nope. I only do
encores for cash.
You know, you've got
a great voice.
Oh, yeah?
Thanks.
- Why do you waste your time
doing this?
- I can't help myself.
I love to get dressed up like
a rabbit and go out in public.
Well, is there anyplace
I can see your work or--
Ill be at Gramercy Park at 4:00
this afternoon in a chicken suit.
- This is yours.
- Thank you.
I'm John Pierce.
Im Brer Rabbit.
Okay. Well, it was nice
to meet you Brer Rabbit,
you and your voice.
Well, Im not really Brer Rabbit,
but I guess you knew that.
Im really Cecilia Bloom.
How do you do?
Hello.
You've got a hell
of a paw-shake there, Cecilia.
Happy birthday.
Thank you.
- Have you ever done any acting?
- Me? Oh, yeah.
- Ive done summer stock
since I was a kid.
- You're kidding.
I run a little theater
on the West Side...
and we're always looking
for someone with a strong voice.
Would you be interested
in auditioning?
Yeah, sure.
- What's the name of the company?
- The Falcon Players.
- CC !
-Yeah, yeah, yeah !Just a sec !
The Falcon Players?
Ive seen some of the shows
you've sent up to Broadway.
I saw that play where the guy
was buried in sand up to his neck.
- Yeah.
- Very deep.
- I directed that.
- And successful. You did? Wow.
- So when do you want to see me?
When do you want me to come in?
- Friday at 4:00.
- Great, great.
- If you want me to drive,
we have to leave now.
- Im sorry to be so abrupt.
Im late for an appointment.
- He's a director.
- Hi. Really? A director?
-This is my roommate.
- Im Hillary Whitney.
Nice to meet you.
-John Pierce. Nice to meet you.
You're late for what?
You're late for an audition?
Audition? No. I'm-I'm
an attorney with the A.C.L.U
An attorney?
Oh. l--
I just thought because
you look so good, I thought
you were auditioning.
Well, we have
to be going now.
- Bye.
- Nice meeting you, John.
You've got to get
to that rent strike, Hillary.
The poor are waiting.
Well, yeah, it's only two lines, but
they're fraught with meaning.
Look, Ive got an entrance
and an exit.
I gotta look special.
What do you think?
Oh, it's gorgeous !
Do I look like Marilyn?
I don't look a thing like Marilyn.
My turn.
How is it?
- Hillary, it's exactly the same color.
- What's wrong?
No, it isn't. No.
You just spent two hours dying
your hair exactly the same color.
It's a subtle difference.
I don't think so.
She says that
she's feeling ill...
and that she's pregnant
and he did it.
- You gonna take this tramp's
word over mine?
- Don't worry about it.
- I already took care of it.
- What do you mean,
you already took care of it?
- I called in the doctor.
- And we know what that means,
don't we?
Why don't you just shut up?
The warden knows what
he's doing.
- The doctor is here.
- Thank you, guard.
- Im not gonna let you
get away with that.
- Wait a minute. We cut that line.
- Hey, would you show her the script?
- Listen, can I say Slavic--
Pop up all the blues
and see what we have on this.
Let's see it.
l, uh, Im playing
a prison guard on death row.
I know.
I did the casting.
Well, I thought
Id have a better part.
- Not yet.
- But this isn't me.
Well, act like it is.
He hates my hair.
Tell me the truth.
I mean, really, really
tell me the truth.
- All right.
- Do you think Im really, truly--
Get out of here.
Do you think Im really,
truly talented...
or do you think Im only
moderately talented?
I think youre truly talented.
Ive told you this at least
eight million times.
Yes, I know, but maybe you
were only being nice.
I mean, how do I know you
really mean it and you're
not just being nice?
I mean it! Gin !
- Now let's get back to the laundry.
- Oh, Hillary.
- Ill never forget this
as long as I live.
- What?
You doing the laundry
for me.
I mean, I hate to do laundry more
than anything in the whole world...
and I think this is
probably the nicest thing
anybody ever did for me.
A man would never
do this for you, no matter
how much he loved you.
God rest ye merry gentlemen
Let nothing you dismay
Remember Christ our Saviour
Was born on Christmas Day
To save us all
from Satan's power
When we were gone astray
O tidings of comfort and joy
Comfort and joy
Of tidings
of comfort and joy
All right, let's sing ''O Come
All Ye Faithful'' in Latin.
- No.
- Oh, please. I sang all those
dreidel songs for you.
- One dreidel song.
You sang one dreidel song.
- That's enough.
- Well--
- Come on, Hillary, Im tired.
- I want to go to sleep.
I have a cold.
- All right.
- Good night.
- Good night, Hill.
in Bethlehem
Hillary, the Waterman case
is on the phone.
- They want to know--
- No, no, no, no. Tell them
Ill discuss it in court.
- Okay, okay.
- Im sorry, he's not in.
Good morning, A.C.L.U.
Yes, hold on a moment, please.
All right,
Mrs. Thomas, you can just
ignore the eviction notices.
I found out that
your landlord's been served
with enough citations...
from the Health Department
to wallpaper your house.
Guess who got the lead in
the Falcon Players' new musical?
Certainly not
the hand-walking queer !
-This is it ! This is it !
- I know.
Do you feel it? I feel it !
Oh ! Im so happy for you !
Okay, stand by, smoke.
I am the captain
And this is my shrine
Lord of the manor
See what I leave behind
A river in flames
Cities on fire
Yes, Im a relic
trapped in the wire
Hydrogen fuel
It burns so clean
Throbs in the veins
Of my beloved machine
She is my wife
Her mechanical heart
Constantly serving
till death do us part
Now our glorious war
draws to a close
The mellow winds blow
And I have to know
Oh, Industry
Whatever will become
of me
Oh, Industry
Whatever will become
of me
Of me
Industry, charity, faith
Oh
Industry, charity, faith
Oh
Industry, charity, faith
Oh
Great !
Well, I didn't understand
one damn thing in that play.
- That was the worst.
- Oh, Frank.
How can you say that?
- It was brilliance. Brilliance.
- Get out of here.
- Were we at the same play?
- It was avant-garde at its best.
Mom, Im showing you
how they make the smoke.
in the office, where
he stashed the 15 cases
he bought this afternoon.
- They taught him how to do it
at Carnegie Tech.
- It's the strangest thing...
but I just can't shake the feeling
that I know you well.
I know, I feel the same way
about you. Why is that?
Well, that's obvious.
You must have met
in a former life.
I don't suppose it has anything
to do with the fact I talk about
the two of you incessantly.
- Okay, everybody, this is it !
- They're here.
All right,
take your time.
- I got it.
- Hill, I can't stand it.
Listen, listen. ''John Pierce gives us
a probing musical attack...
at automation, industry
and the dehumanisation
of the American worker.''
''Earth Mother Bloom is a veritable
Hannah Arendt of song.''
-Who's that? Is she a singer?
- No. She's a, she--
No, a sociologist- philosopher-radical.
It's a positive review.
- Positive.
- The Times. The Times says...
''CC Bloom's performance is both
promising and purposeful.''
I propose a toast
to a great writer...
and to a wonderful
company.
- Where's the music?
- Yeah, let's party!
-To a long run.
-A real long run.
And to a great director,
John.
- A great--
- Okay, CC.
Will you take a picture
with my cousins here?
Just get in there.
Good, good, good.
Okay, now smile.
More champagne, CC?
- You've got to get me
out of here !
- Be quiet, lady. Be quiet.
- Im not drunk!
-Yes, you are.
Come on, let's go.
- You'll get a cup of coffee,
sleep it off. feel better.
- Don't touch me !
- Shut up !
- Relax and calm down.
Now get in the house.
- I don't have to sleep anything off!
- Go ahead.
Ill tell you for the last time,
I wasn't the ringleader !
- Marge.
- Huh?
Have a drink on me.
I was a big hit.
My God,
what happened to you?
I went for a swim...
in the Central Park boating pond
with my real friends.
Did you sleep
with him?
Yes, I did.
What a snake.
So, did the two of you
fall in love?
I don't know.
It was incredibly romantic.
We went to the Plaza.
We drank champagne.
I think he's the most attractive
man Ive ever met in my life.
You and your
feminist principles.
I know how you feel about him.
I feel sick about what Ive done.
I showed a complete lack
of character.
Sexual attraction has nothing
to do with character...
unless-- unless you're
Eleanor Roosevelt.
You mean, you would have
done the same thing?
Me? Never.
Id never do something
that heartless to a friend.
- I swear,
Ill never see him again.
- Oh, who are you kidding?
Besides
what's the difference?
The fact is, he doesn't
even know Im alive.
Looks like he's crazy
about you.
What are we gonna do?
I don't know.
You want me to move out?
What do I want you
to move out for?
Im used to you.
Besides, if it hadn't been you, it
would have been some other girl.
Will you still water my plants
while Im gone?
- Where are you going?
- I told you, San Francisco.
My father's sick.
Oh, yeah.
Yeah, sure.
We're friends, aren't we?
Hey, Hill, John says Im
outgrowing the Falcon Players,
and I ought to move on.
What do you think?
Where am I gonna go?
Im sorry you had to let go
of your job at the A.C.L.U.,
but, geez, don't give up.
Your father will be better soon,
and you'll be back.
Dear Ceece, I miss you.
I miss shopping at Bergdorfs.
I miss our facials.
What can I say?
Im now the adult,
and my father's the child.
Im also dating a young lawyer,
Michael Essex.
He's got good breeding and a good
personality and good body.
Hillary, you'll never believe it.
I got offered a Broadway revue.
It's called ''Sizzle.''
It's in the worst possible taste.
It's vulgar, it's gross, it's dirty,
and you know what?
It's gonna make me
a huge star.
-All right, what do I do?
- Let me show you
how to hold it.
Put three fingers down and
make a circle. Stick the cue
through the circle.
- Okay, all right.
-Just go for the ten. Here.
Make that--
- Ooh, I like this.
Look, it came back.
- Pretty good.
Okay, that's it. That's all you get.
Stop. Wait. Stop.
I like the sound.
It's a great little sound.
Click. Click, click.
So, you hear anything
about Hillary?
Um, her father
took a turn for the worst...
and she has to stay in San Francisco
a little longer than she thought.
You play.
Ill just watch.
- You mean, play alone?
- Yeah, you do that pretty good.
Dear Ceece,
I thought it over and I feel you
should be true to your talent...
and not be seduced
by the money of Broadway.
By the way,
how are my plants doing?
I gotta tell you, girls,
you don't look that good.
I wish you'd cheer up.
She'll be back soon.
I miss her too.
Now, come on, John, what do
we need signers for?
How many deaf people
are gonna come see our show?
Three. Three deaf people
always come to see any show.
Will you get out of my office?
I don't want to talk
about it anymore.
- CC ! CC, come on.
-What?
- Hi, Bill. What's the matter?
- Come, come in here. Come.
Where the heck were you
all day yesterday?
Shopping. Why?
- Why? I must have tried
to call you a billion times.
- No kidding?
My machine must be broken.
I wonder who else called.
What's the matter?
What did you want?
- I don't know.
- You don't know?
I guess I missed you.
That's a nice thing to say.
- You want to have dinner tonight
again after the show?
- Yeah. Yeah.
- Like a real date?
- Real.
- Semi-date.
- Whatever.
Okay.
Any news
about the funeral?
The funeral.
Well--
The funeral was yesterday,
and she's gonna stay
a little while longer...
to settle the estate
with her father's lawyer.
That's all I know.
-Well, Hillary, I did it.
- Bye, Mr.--
Im leaving the Falcon Players
next month...
to start that bawdy revue
I told you about,
the one called ''Sizzle.''
I know you don't approve,
but, hey, Im gonna be rich.
I can't wait.
Suicide.
Dear CC, Well, I did it.
Im Mrs. Michael Essex.
Michael wasn't
just my father's lawyer.
He was the son
my father never had.
And in his final days, it gave him
great joy to see us together.
The ceremony was beautiful...
and our wedding reception
small but lovely.
The only flaw
was your absence.
But I understand
the show must go on.
By the way, hows John?
Do you see much of him
socially?
Last night, when
we were making love...
did you say
you loved me?
What?
I thought I heard you say
you loved me.
Did you?
Yes, I did.
Is that usual?
What do you mean?
I mean, is it part
of your routine?
Do you say it
to everybody?
I don't have a routine, CC.
I haven't said it to anybody
in ten years.
Is that true?
Im a womaniser, CC.
Im not a liar.
That's great...
'cause I have
the most wonderful idea.
For richer or poorer,
in sickness and in health,
till death do you part.
CC and John,
by the power vested in me
by the state of New York...
I now pronounce you
man and wife.
By the way,
you may kiss the bride.
Here's your tape.
Ive got to get back
to my lunch.
- What did you do that for?
- This is the happiest moment
of my life.
I don't ever want you
to forget it.
Does that make any sense?
Perfect.
I t makes perfect sense.
I know you by heart
That's CC Bloom's
biggest hit of 1 988.
Thousands of CC's fans
were disappointed last night
when her concert was rained out.
insiders say shed left earlier
for personal reasons,
but whatever the reason...
all money will be refunded
and the concert rescheduled
for a tater date.
Putt over, please.
- She's running ten minutes late.
- I waited a year for this play.
Hillary.
Hillary,
the curtain's going up.
Oh, sorry, Michael.
And now we take you back
to 1 9th century Bavaria...
for a very sad story about two
of my favourite subjects:
industrial theft
and bosoms !
Otto Titsling
inventor and Kraut
Had nothing
to get very worked up about
His inventions were failures
His future seemed bleak
He fled to the opera
at least twice a week
One night at the opera
He saw an Aida
Whose bust was so big
it would often impede her
Bug-eyed, he watched her
fall into the pit.
Done in by the weight
of those terrible tits
Oh, my God
There she blows
Aerodynamically
this girl was a mess
Otto eyeballed the diva lying
comatose amongst the reeds
And he suddenly felt the fire of
inspiration flood out of his soul
He ran back to his workshop where
he futzed and futzed and futzed
For Otto Titsling
had found his quest
To lift and mould
the female breast
To point the small ones
to the sky
To keep the big ones
high and dry
Every night
he'd sweat and snort
Searching for
the right support
He tried some string
and paper clips
Hey, he even tried
his own two lips
Well, he stitched and he slaved
and he staved and he stitched
Until finally one night
in the wee hours of morning
Otto arose from his
workbench triumphant, yes
He had invented the world's
First over-the-shoulder
Boulder-holder
Hooray
Exhausted, but ecstatic
Otto ran out to the diva
Bearing the prototype
in his hot little hand
But little
did Otto know
At the moment
of his greatest triumph
lurking under the diva's bed
was none other
Than the very worst
of the French patent thieves
Phillipe de Brassiere
And PhiI was watching the
scene with a great deal of interest
later that night
white our Aida slept
into the wardrobe
Phillipe softly crept
He fumbled through knickers
and corsets galore
Till he found Otto's tit sling
and he ran out the door
Crying, ''Oh, my God
What joy, what bliss''
''Im gonna make me
a million from this''
''Every woman in the world
will want to buy one''
''I will have
all the goods''
''Manufactured in Taiwan''
Ooh !
The result
of this swindle
Is pointedly clear
Do you buy a Titsling
Or do you buy
a Brassiere
Hoo !
Listen, Ive got a racquetball
court in the morning.
So we go in, say hello, a quick
dinner and back to the hotel
nice and early, right?
- We already agreed on that.
- And let's be sure to tell her how
wonderful we thought the show was.
- You are going to be civil,
aren't you?
- Of course Im going to be civil.
She's your very best friend
in the whole wide world, right?
Ta-da ! I can't believe
it's really you.
Im so happy
to see you again.
Oh, Hillary, Hillary.
And you.
- This is Michael.
- Oh, hello, Michael.
- You were fabulous tonight.
- Oh, it's so exciting
to finally meet you.
That Otto thing that you did--
I really enjoyed it.
Stay, stay,
Arthur. Stay.
Stay. Arthur, Arthur,
back to the bedroom.
Back ! You're
embarrassing me, you idiot !
Get back ! Go back,
you brain-damaged bag of bones
or Ill Have you gassed !
- This is quite an apartment.
- Oh, do you like it?
Im so glad.
Naturally, of course, we're paying
through the nose for it, but...
really I think it's worth
every single penny.
We're leasing, but we have
an option to buy.
It's so close
to the theater and the stores.
Remember when we said we wouldn't
be caught dead above 1 4th Street?
I couldn't bear that downtown
squalor one more second.
But enough about me.
Let's talk about you.
What do you think of me?
No, tell me the truth.
What did you think of the show?
Are you kidding? We loved it.
Especially that Otto--
Stay, stay !
Stay, stay, stay.
Good boy.
Stay.
-John.
- Oh, my God. Hillary.
I haven't seen you since
the night that play opened.
Yeah, it's been
a long time.
John. John. Come, you haven't met
Michael Essex, Hillarys husband.
This is my husband,
John Pierce.
So, Hillary, what do you
think of the place, huh?
Not exactly the old dump
on Avenue ''A;' huh?
No, it's not.
It's all so new.
Yeah. New.
No, I don't miss
practicing law at all.
But it meant
so much to you.
It's a little difficult having
two lawyers in the same household.
Somebody's got to do
the entertaining.
Hillary, really, truly,
you were devoted.
I thought you were.
The poor man's friend,
you know?
Yeah, Im still
the poor man's friend.
- Taxi !
- I guess you are. John.
There are lots of ways
to be the poor man's friend.
- Let the doorman do that.
-John, tell me what
you've been doing with yourself.
Oh, living the high life
with hi-ho here.
- He looks good, doesn't he?
- Yeah.
The theatres mounted a lot of new,
successful productions this year.
- We're very lucky. I bet.
- I bought the jacket.
Yeah. If I was in the theater,
Id want to be just like you.
I would. You have
an integrity that seems
Lacking in so many others.
So what do you do all day
now that youre a housewife?
I mean, dont you get bored
sitting around all day?
No, because I don't sit around
the house all day. Im extremely busy.
- Doing what?
- I beg your pardon?
How do you keep busy?
Doing what?
What is this, CC,
the Spanish Inquisition?
We haven't seen each other
for a while. I just want
to know how she spends her time.
- Is that a crime?
-I don't know.
Is that a crime, Michael?
I don't know. You're the lawyer.
Is that a crime?
I spend my time working
on various charities.
Im on the board of the Junior
League, the Stately Homes
Preservation Society.
- Im a docent at the art museum.
- She's a docent. She docents.
Excuse me. There's someone
bigger than you here tonight.
- You've got
your horticulture classes.
- Horticulture classes.
You may not be aware of it,
but gardening's an art.
Hey, who's criticizing?
Just so youre happy.
I am.
Im very, very happy.
- Miss Bloom ! Good to see you.
- Hi.
- Mr. Pierce. How are you?
- How are you, Nicky?
-Just a second. I have
your favorite table ready.
- Great.
Very happy.
- This is the toast
of Broadway: CC Bloom.
- Hi. Nice to see you.
- Who's winning?
- I am.
By quite a bit.
Im home !
- In here.
- Arthur, get down. Get down !
You're still playing cards?
You were playing cards
when I left this morning.
- So?
-You want to stop maybe
and have a late lunch?
- No, I don't. Do you, Hillary?
- No, thanks.
Arthur !
- This is a great color
on me, isn't it?
- I guess.
-Well, is it or isn't it? Be specific.
- No, it isn't.
It makes you look like a corpse.
Is that specific enough for you?
May I have a tissue, please?
Thank you.
- Hill, I have a great idea.
Let's get a facial.
- Oh, I can't.
Michael's conference ends
in an hour, and then we have
to leave for the airport.
- I wish I could.
- Maybe next time.
Oh, Hill, look.
Isn't this divine?
It's so sweet.
I can't wait
to have a baby.
I know what you mean.
-You do?
- Of course I do.
- Why wouldnt I?
- I don't know.
I just thought someone like you
wouldn't care about children.
You're so obsessed
with your career and all.
Im not obsessed.
Just because I work
doesn't mean ''someone like me''
doesn't want to have children.
Well, wanting them
and caring for them properly
are two different things.
It's a full-time job.
For some people.
Yes, the ones that take
the responsibility seriously...
and dont just have children to
gratify their overweening egos.
- Can I show you something?
- No, thank you.
What the hell
is going on here?
- Would you please
Lower your voice?
- No, I won't.
I want to know what's eating you.
You have been a total bitch
ever since you came to New York.
I could say
the same thing about you.
- Ive simply been reacting to you.
- For God's sake, dont you get it?
We've grown apart.
It happens to the best of friends.
It's happened to us.
We might as well face it.
- You're ridiculous.
- Im ridiculous?
We haven't grown apart.
Youve fallen apart.
I don't think I care to pursue this.
So long, CC. Take care.
Why, you stuck-up
little witch !
- When your father died, he took
the best of you with him.
- Don't make a scene.
You tried to be an interesting person
for a while, but look at you now.
You've completely
reverted to type.
You're nothing but a small-minded,
tight-ass little snob these days !
How would a pretentious
little climber like you know that?
- Experience.
- ''Experience''?
- I know what's eating you too.
- Really? What's eating me?
- Plain, old-fashioned jealousy.
-Jealousy? Jealousy?
What am I jealous of?
Your insane ambition?
No, it must be your new money.
No, l-Im jealous
of your marriage of convenience.
That must be it.
My what?
Arent you afraid
you got him by default?
Maybe I am.
But at least
I belong to myself...
which is more
than I can say for you.
Im doing what
I set out to do. Remember?
Im living the life you didn't
have the courage for.
So don't give me
you're not jealous.
You're so jealous
you can hardly breathe.
Can I help you
with something?
Oh, no.
No, thanks.
Ladies and gentlemen...
the captain has turned off
the seat belt sign.
Please feel free
to move about the cabin...
but we do suggest,
for your own safety...
that you keep your seat belt
fastened white seated.
- Ill be right back.
- Okay.
But what will I do
without a best friend?
You've got me.
It's not the same.
Dear Hill...
Stop sending
my letters back.
I have to talk to you.
Okay, okay, so we had a fight.
So what?
Let's make up.
John and I are having
such a terrible time lately.
I don't know
what's the matter with him.
My career's going so well.
Come on, Hill, lighten up.
Im your only ethnic friend.
Please, Hill, keep in touch.
Love, CC.
Sorry. Coming home
for dinner tonight?
Um, no, sweetie.
I don't think so.
- Im swamped with work.
- Work, yeah.
- What's on your-- Uh--
- What about-- Sorry.
- You were--
- I just wondered what you were
going to be doing today.
Me? Im going
to my exercise class...
and Im going
to buy a wrench.
A wrench?
Why?
We don't have one.
Well, super.
Sounds good.
- Bye.
- Bye-bye.
I don't think
Ill be too late. Bye.
J
Isn't it nice here in Miami
Arthur?
Maybe you ought to think about
moving down here. What do you say?
Are we there yet?
The neighbour said the beach
across from the Fontainebleau.
Don't worry.
I wait with the puppy.
CC ! CC, my baby!
I don't believe
that it's you !
Y-You-You're a gift from God !
You're a dream !
- You're a dream come true for me !
- I just saw you last month.
- Who is that?
- CC Bloom. So everyone should look?
- This is my daughter, CC Bloom,
the Broadway star.
- CC, can we Have your autograph?
Skedaddle. My friends: Mrs. Valdez,
Mrs. Cohen, Mr. Levine.
- He's in bagels.
- It's a distinct pleasure.
Could you give me five minutes?
We want to talk.
- Take a dip.
- Nice meeting you.
- Sit down.
- She's a real star.
What do you mean, you left him?
What happened?
After only three years,
you left him?
Was it another woman?
It's not a soap opera, Leona.
Everything with you
is a soap opera.
Tell me, honey. Go ahead.
Get it off your chest.
Something just died
between us, that's all.
He used to care
what happened to me.
He stopped paying
attention to me.
What's so funny?
Never mind.
Leona, what's so funny?
Why are you laughing?
Tell me why
you're laughing !
- Ma ! Tell me !
- What?
All right, Im gonna tell you.
You want to know?
Im gonna tell you.
Why do you think Im living
down here in Florida, huh?
I give up.
You like the sun.
I don't give a shit
about the sun !
Im here because
it's peaceful ! That's why !
You always wanted
too much attention.
You wanted so much attention
from everybody all the time
that you wore people out.
You wore me out,
you wore your father out--
may he rest in peace--
by the time
you were 1 5 years old !
Oh, come on.
I love you, CC.
- No, you don't.
- Yes, I do.
I love you very much.
But I just can't pay
any more attention to you.
You know what I mean?
I want to, but I just can't do it.
And if I were you...
I wouldn't leave anybody
for not paying attention to me.
Because sooner or later, you're
gonna have to leave everybody.
You understand me?
Welcome home,
Miss Bloom.
Arthur ! Arthur !
That's it !
- Im putting you to sleep !
- I got him.
Do me a favor. Take him for a walk
down by the river.
- Maybe somebody will steal him !
- All right !
John, Im back.
John?
John?
John.
John?
John, Im begging you.
Please give me another
chance. Please?
Please don't leave me.
I love you, John.
I need you.
- You don't need me.
What do you need me for?
- What? I need you !
You need an escort?
You need somebody
to hang up the fur coat?
Come on. That's not how
I want to spend my life.
I don't care about success
the way that you do, CC.
Moving into the mainstream--
You know that never interested me.
We have been fighting
about this for so long.
What's wrong
with success?
We're Americans. We're
supposed to want to be successful.
- You're too good for it, is that it?
- Yeah, that must be it.
No, I like it here. Im happy here.
This is what I do.
Im not threatened. Im not scared.
I just-- Im glad you're a success.
- It makes me happy
that youre successful.
-Are you?
Yes. I just don't want
to go where youre going.
Then I won't go.
You're already gone, Cecilia.
You're long gone.
You're CC Bloom.
What the hell's the matter with that?
That's great.
That makes me happy.
I feel that in some small way
that maybe I had something
to do with that.
Are you sure
this is what you want?
Yeah. Im sure.
I love you.
Ill always love you.
I just want to let go of us
before ''us'' gets bad.
Happy anniversary, sweetie.
Oh, Michael.
Oh, we're so good here.
Nobody around.
I know it.
I love it here.
I wish I didn't have
to go back tonight.
Do you really have to?
Cant you stay one more day?
- I could quit my job.
- Good. Id like it.
One more day, come on.
Im sorry, Hillary.
Ill see you back home
on Monday.
If youre lucky.
Have a good
weekend.
Hi. You're back early
from the beach.
Yeah, it got
rained out.
- It's beautiful now.
- Yes.
That's my robe.
Don't dump me, Freddy.
Don't dump me
when we get back to Lubbock.
The only thing that kept me going
was waiting for you to come back.
Dont you worry about
a thing, little darlin'.
Im gonna take good care of you.
Give me a little kiss.
Stop that.
We didn't rehearse that.
This isn't working for me !
Shit.
- Cut.
- That's a cut.
Cut ! Cut !
- Was there too much dust?
- It's fine.
- Stop rocking the truck.
- Quit the dust-- Will you
stop the rocking !
Jay, baby, how was the belch?
Was it real?
Very honest, very good.
What is it this time?
- I wouldn't do a thing like that !
- Do what?
Beg this asshole to stick around
after he screwed my sister
and stole my Winnebago.
Why would somebody like me
do such a pathetic thing?
Ah ! Because it's not you.
It's a hooker from Lubbock.
It's called acting.
- Why dont you do that until l
tell you to stop? Trust me.
- Trust you?
You Have your frigging head
in that monitor the whole time !
You haven't said anything
about character or motivation !
You could be watching a Laker game
in there for all I know !
Clear the set,
will you?
- Clear the set, people.
- Clear the set !
- Clear the set !
- Look, it's no secret, CC.
I didn't want you on this picture.
You're trouble.
Your looks are shot.
The bags under your eyes, doll--
You got enough luggage
in there to go to Europe.
I don't know what
you've been doing to get by.
Maybe you still think you can
dazzle them with your talent.
Im here to tell you you're through.
You ain't got it anymore.
You get your fat ass
back in the truck, and you'll
shut your smart mouth.
You'll do every line as written;
every word, every syllable.
-We understand each other?
- Yes ! You asshole !
Stop it ! Get this bitch
off me ! Come on !
All right !
Show a little respect !
Dear Hillary, If youre still mad at me,
you're gonna love this letter.
My career is now officially
approaching oblivion.
My agent had a brilliant idea.
He thinks I should be a disco queen.
What do you think?
Yours, CC.
Look at this.
Your friend, the singer--
She's here in San Francisco.
- CC? Where?
-The Pink Palm.
I met my first husband
there.
It's a snake pit.
Wait till I get my hands
on that agent. Ill kill him !
That toad. He told me
this was a nightclub
with leather banquettes...
and a dressing room
with a door on it !
I mean, look at this place !
It looks like a flamingo
threw up in here !
Lady, lady, excuse me.
We're not open yet.
Well, look whos here.
It's okay.
Oh, Ceece,
Im so glad to see you.
I feel awful
for sending your letters back.
I don't even know what happened
in New York. I don't care anymore.
I want you to know,
whatever it was you said...
I forgive you.
Go home.
I have nothing
to say to you.
No.
I do have something to say.
You and your damned letters.
Every time I opened one,
I was happy before I even read it.
Just to get them
made me feel important.
All your crappy stories,
your big dreams !
- I didn't know that.
- Well, what the hell
did you know?
Did you know how bad
things were for me?
Did you know my career
was in the toilet?
No, because you never
answered one of my letters.
If youd only answered one,
just one !
Tell me what
a jerk I was, anything.
I don't know how to fight back.
Im not strong like you.
You took away your friendship
without even discussing it with me.
That friendship was more
important to me than anything.
I trusted it.
I believed in it.
But you didn't.
And now it's gone.
Thank you very, very much
for forgiving me...
but I don't forgive you.
I was jealous.
I was so jealous of you
I couldn't see straight !
You did everything you said
you were going to do ! Everything !
And your talent !
This incredible talent !
l-I can't even yodel !
Hillary!
What's yodelling
got to do with it?
You're beautiful.
You're smart.
People look at you.
It was all my fault.
No, it was our fault.
No. No, you were right,
what you said.
You were right. When John looked
at you, it used to drive me nuts.
I can't even think about it today.
Look at me. I start to shake.
Excuse me. Could I have
a Stinger, please?
Here, here.
- You want something?
- I can't.
It was just so obvious
he was in love with you.
- Oh, Hillary, it was?
- Of course it was.
- Didnt you know that?
- We broke up.
Oh, no.
It really did me in.
I was so wrecked, they had
to shut down my first picture.
- What happened?
- It was horrible.
I was terribly edgy.
I wasn't comfortable
in the medium, you know?
So I broke
the directors jaw.
Worst of all
Arthur died'.
- Oh, Im sorry.
- He was hit by a laundry truck.
- He went just like that.
- At least he didn't suffer.
No, but I always thought I hated him,
when really I loved him.
- There was no time for me
to show him any affection.
- Im sure he guessed.
- He never knew
how much I cared.
- No, he guessed.
- People know those things.
- Hillary, believe me,
he wasn't smart.
You shouldn't torture
yourself like this.
Ceece, wh-who's Arthur?
My dog.
Remember my Great Dane?
Oh, he was so stupid,
but he was so sweet.
He used to like to run
after trucks and--
Hillary,
you've got so fat !
Im not fat.
Im having a baby.
You're not.
You're having a baby?
- Im three months pregnant.
- That's great !
Before I caught him
with that woman,
we made love and--
- What woman?
- There is this woman,
and I caught them together.
- Michael?
- Of course, Michael.
And that's when it happened.
Except he doesn't want it
because he's going to marry her.
Can you believe
he's going to marry her?
Would you make this
a double, please?
Let me get this straight.
You caught Michael
with another woman?
Yes.
And now youre going to have
a baby all on your own?
Oh, Hillary,
I think that's so wonderful.
-You do? Really?
- I do ! I think it's
the most exciting thing.
And if its a girl,
will you name it after me?
Oh, Ceece.
Baby mine
Don't you cry
Baby mine
- Oh, CC, feel this.
- Dry your eye
Press your head
close to my heart
Never to part
Baby of mine
Little one
When you play
Pay no heed
What they say
Let your eyes
sparkle and shine
Never a tear
Baby of mine
- No, I want you to come.
- Forget it.
- Why?
- Because you know
how I feel about sickness.
- It depresses me.
- Im not sick, Im pregnant.
I know, but this is a hospital. There
are sick people here in the halls.
- You don't want to see
the baby on the screen?
- Draw me a picture, Hillary.
- Hi.
- Hi, Im Hillary Whitney
to see Dr. Milstein.
- Okay, Dr. Milstein. Sixth floor.
- Thanks.
- You're welcome.
- Hillary!
-Oh, hi.
My obstetrician.
This is Dr. Richard Milstein.
- This is my oldest friend--
- CC Bloom.
- Herself.
- Ive always been
a great fan of yours.
- How nice.
- I travelled through a hurricane
to see you on Broadway.
Really?
Gee, I hope it was worth it.
Oh, absolutely.
You were brilliant.
And your wife? Did she
think it was worth it too?
Oh, that was
before I was married.
Oh.
Also, she's not
my wife anymore.
I just got divorced
Last year.
Oh.
Oh, Im so sorry to hear it.
I mean--
I hope it wasn't too painful.
Are you ready for your radar?
It's sonar, and I thought
you weren't coming because
you don't like sick people.
Not coming with you?
Are you mad?
I wouldn't dream
of missing a chance to see
the little darling on screen.
- What floor?
- Six.
Okay.
- What did you think?
I couldn't tell.
- About the restaurant?
Gee, I thought it was great.
I love that Victorian crap.
Really? I thought
it would be too provincial
for you after New York City.
- No, I grew up in the provinces.
- Uh-huh.
Really?
Where?
- The Bronx.
- Oh.
- l-I suppose
you're anxious to get back.
- To the Bronx?
- No, to New York City,
show business and everything.
- Oh.
Oh, yeah, that.
Maybe I am
and maybe Im not.
What do you mean,
maybe youre not?
Well, maybe Im sick
of the show business life.
Maybe I want to have something
normal for a change, huh?
Maybe Id like to be
a wife and a mother
and-and-and have kids...
and join a quilting bee
and have a station wagon.
- Did I hurt you?
- No, no, Im all right.
You mean you'd consider giving
up your career for marriage?
Oh, God, yeah.
If I met the right guy,
maybe.
Okay, Hillary, shut your eyes.
I can't believe
how perfect this is.
Look.
What do you think?
Am I the picture
of a doctor's wife or what?
I don't know what to say.
You hate it.
You hate my hat.
You hate my hair.
No, no, it's the brooch.
Here, wait a minute.
- Try this one.
It was my grandmother's.
- That's so beautiful.
- It will be perfect.
- You think my brooch is tacky?
- This will make it perfect.
Don't worry about it.
- Oh, thank you.
- Everything will be all right.
- A doctor, a doctor
I can't believe Im marrying
a doctor, a doctor
It's for you.
It's your agent.
You're leaving?
Just like that?
I have to.
It's a lead. A lead !
It's my chance to come
back from the dead.
- What about the baby?
- Ill be back for that.
I told you that.
- Look, do you want this?
I can't really wear--
- No.
- All right.
What about the brooch?
- No, I won't let you do this.
- What?
-Just waltz in and make a mess
and leave it for me to clean up.
I don't know what youre
talking about. I told you
I would clean up the room.
Im talking about Richard,
your fianc.
You're heartless.
You are really heartless.
- You just used that poor man
to get back on your feet.
- I did not !
- You did too !
- I did not !
- You did too!
Maybe I did.
But I didn't know I was doing it,
so it doesn't count.
Besides, I feel terrible
about it, all right?
All right.
Then have the decency
to tell him you're leaving.
Yeah, all right,
I will.
Good.
But I was, uh--
- I was just thinking.
- Thinking what?
Im in a mad rush
to get back to New York.
- Ive got to go.
- No.
- He's a very old friend of yours.
- No.
- He'd take it coming from you.
- No !
- He's your gynaecologist !
- No.
Hillary, please.
Please.
I can't face him.
She's gone?
It was the part of a lifetime,
Richard. She just had to go.
I don't understand it.
Just yesterday
she was telling me how
she wanted to become a nurse.
Here.
You might as well have this.
Oh, thank you.
It's lovely.
It's--
Why don't we get together
next week and have lunch
and talk about it.
- Sure, sure.
- Really? You mean it?
You're perfectly welcome
to come inside.
No, thanks, Hillary.
I really should get going.
- Take out that
whole section there.
-John?
Hi, CC.
Gee, you haven't
changed a bit.
Neither Have you.
You look great.
When my agent...
told me it was you who
wanted me for this show, l--
I just couldn't
believe it.
Why me?
Well, I heard you weren't busy.
I bet.
You're the only person with enough
talent to play the part.
So youll do it,
even though Im the director?
- Sure, Ill do it.
-You will?
Mm-hmm.
Business is business.
So, rehearsals
start Monday?
10:00 sharp.
Thank you.
Thank you.
What do you mean,
you can't?
- Some people are afraid of snakes.
- Snakes?
- What does that have
to do with anything?
- Im afraid of blood.
Im afraid of death.
I can't even stand to hear
someone say, ''mucous membrane.''
- You were going to be my partner.
- Ive made a terrible mistake.
I should have known
you'd do something like that !
This isn't the first time !
What are you saying?
The time you left me waiting
in the lobby of the Plaza Hotel
and you never showed up.
I cannot believe
you're bringing that up again !
It was the most inconsiderate thing
anyone's ever done to me.
I told you a million times
what happened.
I went to the Iranian queen
for a pedicure.
His manic-depressive boyfriend
stole my purse with everything in it !
- CC.
- Richard.
Hi. Congratulations.
I hear your play is a success.
Oh, yeah, yeah. Thanks.
I hear youre getting married.
- Hillary told me
she's quite beautiful.
-Thank you.
She also says she's very--
she's very nice.
You're going to stay,
arent you?
How'd I get in here?
Miss Bloom, are you all right?
Somebody ! Anybody !
Oh, you gotta be joking !
CC.
Wake up.
Ceece?
- Is it over?
-Yes.
-What is it?
- It's a girl.
It's a beautiful
little girl.
Oh, she's so beautiful.
This is the most important
moment of my entire life.
Look at her.
She's very smart.
I do not fear
the Wizard of Evil...
for I am Princess Opgel...
and even he cannot
resist my powers.
I know he locked
Prince Charlie in the tower--
Victoria Cecilia,
are you in bed yet?
Yes, Mom.
And she goes to rescue
the princess.
And she goes up
the slimy steps...
and meets the Wizard,
and she kills--
The Wizard of Evil
shows up unexpectedly...
and he grabs
the princess.
He puts her
into a deep, deep sleep...
for at least
eight hours, I hope.
Come on. Let me
pull the bed down.
Just ten more days
till school's out.
You know what?
I can't wait too.
I don't know about you,
but I am exhausted.
- Love you.
- Love you.
- Good night.
- Good night.
Pouncer, Pouncer
The wonder cat
Im so glad
you're not a rat
Or a bat or too fat
- Pouncer, Pouncer, the wonder cat
- Victoria, it's time for dinner.
Dear favorite lawyer, that was
great advice you gave me.
I held out, and they had
to outbid two other
record companies to keep me.
So I get to do another album, and Im
going to pick music that I like.
You are the greatest.
Love, Ceece.
But, Mom,
you said I could.
You can invite Melissa the last week
in August, but not before.
But I thought she could stay the
whole month. I already told her.
Then ''untell'' her.
l-I want this summer to be peaceful.
I can't shake this flu.
Im tired.
I don't want to spend my time
taking care of other people's
children. Understood?
But who will I play with?
The same children you've
played with every summer
since you were born:
the ones who live there.
Im late !
Im sorry, puss.
Im just so tired.
Im very tired.
You're always tired.
Hey.
- Thanks a lot.
- Bye-bye.
- Okay. Hi, Frank.
Gorgeous night, isn't it?
- It certainly is.
By the way, I want to congratulate
you for winning the Tony.
- Wasn't that something?
Did you like my speech?
- Oh, yeah. Yeah.
I didn't mean a word.
Did you see those three other
broads gnashing their teeth?
- Yeah.
- It was great, wasn't it?
- What's this for?
- It'll keep you honest.
- Congratulations
on the Nordoff case.
- Thanks.
- Oh, Hillary,
do you have a minute?
-Just. Im due in court now.
Well, the attorney
from the drug company
called me this morning.
- They want to settle out of court.
- I bet they do. Forget it.
You're being stubborn.
Im not stubborn.
Im right.
Look, I respect you--
We all respect you--
but get off
your moral high horse and--
Going to court is not going
to solve a thing.
Its just going to complicate
a simple financial deal between
your client and mine.
Hillary? Hillary,
you all right?
- Hillary, you all right?
- Can't breathe.
- What's the matter?
- She can't breathe.
She can't breathe.
- I don't know what's going on.
- Oh, my God.
Call a doctor, somebody !
- Do you know C. P. R.?
- No, I don't.
- Honey,
what can we do for you?
- Maybe she's a diabetic.
I don't know. What is it?
Call 91 1 ! Call a doctor!
Technically, it's called
viral cardiomyopathy.
What that means to you is that she
will suffer from shortness of breath...
fatigue, dizziness.
- Do you mean all the time?
- Im afraid so.
You see, this virus attacks the heart
and damages the muscle.
I don't know how
disciplined she is now...
but she's gonna have
to change her lifestyle.
With proper rest and medicine,
we can slow down the deterioration.
- Hi, puss !
- Hi, Mom.
Come here. Give me a kiss.
I missed you so much.
Missed you too.
- What are you doing here alone?
- Aunt Vesta's outside
talking to the doctor.
- Oh.
- Are you okay?
- Sure, I am. Im gonna be home
at the end of the week.
- Really?
- Yeah.
- Good ! What's this?
See? I its how the doctor
can tell what's wrong with me.
- What is wrong with you, anyway?
- I caught a virus.
In your heart?
Who told you that?
I heard the doctor say it
to Aunt Vesta.
Yes, I caught a virus
in my heart.
And you caught
three new freckles.
- You've been busy, havent you?
- Yeah. What's their names?
- Ellen, Betty Ann and Benji.
- What color are they?
- Broken windows
and empty hallways
- Hi.
I was wondering
if you could help me.
- I want to see everything
you have on a heart disease...
- A pale, dead moon
- called cardiomyopathy.
- In a sky streaked with gray
Let me look that up for you.
- Human kindness
- Viral cardiomyopathy.
Is overflowing
And I think
it's gonna rain
Today
Scarecrows dressed
In the latest styles
With frozen smites
To chase love away
Human kindness
Is overflowing
And I think
it's gonna rain
Today
Lonely
So lonely
Tin can at my feet
I think Ill kick it
down the street
That's the way
to treat
A friend
Bright before me
The signs implore me
Help the needy
And show them the way
Human kindness
Is overflowing
And I think
it's gonna rain
Today
Hillary, I want to help.
I came all the way from New York.
Just tell me what we have to do.
Ive chosen medication
and rest.
But that's not
very aggressive, Hillary.
- There's lots of stuff they can
do for the heart nowadays.
- Sure, Im on a list for a donor...
but it's unlikely
with my tissue type.
But you will
get better?
Look at it this way:
Ill never have to take
another aerobics class.
W-Why do you always go
to those crappy jokes, Hillary?
I mean, I feel
Lousy enough as it is.
These are nice.
I better put them in water
before they die. I mean, wilt.
- CC.
- What?
I still want to take Victoria
to the beach house for the summer...
and we can't go alone.
No, of course not.
Well, don't worry about it.
Ill hire you a nurse.
No, it's all right.
We can, um--
Ill do that myself.
Better put those in water
before they die.
- Where did you get this?
- Get what?
This is great.
This picture of us
in Atlantic City.
Victoria found it
in a box.
Look at us.
I always hated my hair.
What a pair.
Well...
now that I finished
my record...
Im free for a while.
Maybe I should go to the beach
with you instead of a nurse.
Id like that.
Yeah.
Sure.
I set the alarm
on your wristwatch...
so we'd know what time
to give you your pills.
- Are you okay?
- Yeah. Why?
- Well, you made a noise.
- I did not make a noise.
- I distinctly heard you make a noise.
- I did not make a noise.
What are you doing?
What are you doing?
Im just helping you
into the car.
- Yeah, I still have the use of my legs.
- I was just being helpful.
Victoria,
get in the car.
I always sit
in the front with you.
CC's driving,
so you have to sit in the back.
Will you sit in the back
with me, Mommy?
There's not
enough room.
When we get there,
will you go swimming with me?
I can't, but CC will.
Wont you, Ceece?
Yeah, sure.
I love the water.
Never mind.
Ill go by myself.
Hey!
You pull gently. You just
reach back, and you pull gently.
Thank you.
Be my guest, all right?
Who said I wanted
to go swimming anyway?
It was your idea.
All right,
are we ready?
- Yes.
- We're off!
You lose again, CC.
Im fed up with this
geography stuff.
Let's sing.
You are my sunshine
My only sunshine
You make me happy
when skies are gray
Youll never know, dear
how much I love you
Please don't take
my sunshine away
The other night, dear
as I lay steeping
I dreamed I held you
in my arms
But when I woke up
I was mistaken
And I hung my head
and I cried
Hi, Victoria !
Are you staying all summer?
Mom, the Halen family's here !
Hi, Tom !
What a place.
Well, that's the end of it.
This is the last piece in the trunk.
- That doesn't go there.
- Well, where does it go?
There.
Okay,
Your Highness?
- Are you staying all summer?
- It looks like it.
Why?
To help your mother.
She doesn't need any help.
She has me.
Mom !
- What?
- CC's towel is on the floor.
Well, pick it up.
If I leave my towel
on the floor, you always
make me pick it up myself.
She's a guest, honey.
Happy, dear?
- Hi, Victoria !
- Hi, kids !
- Hi, Heather! Hi, Brigitte !
-Victoria !
Um, continue making the castle.
Ill be back to check your work.
- She's so bossy.
- Yeah.
I think Pouncer's
getting hungry.
You should probably
bring him in.
We have the same hands.
You're right.
We do.
We have exactly
the same hands.
Come on, Pouncer.
- Come on.
- There.
- Hillary, what are you doing?
- Im looking for a picture.
The one of my mother.
I its--
I have to find it.
I can't remember her hands.
I can't remember.
Her hands?
Im so scared, CC.
Im just so scared.
We'll find it.
We'll find it.
Its just gonna
take a minute, that's all.
Here's one.
That's it.
Thank you.
Come on, you know the words.
I can't.
There's too many people.
Who's watching?
What's the matter?
You think
we're gonna get arrested?
People pay me to do this.
You ought to come see me
work sometime.
- Could I?
- Of course you can.
Ill tell your mommy.
Okay, you ready?
First you put your two knees
close up tight
Then you swing 'em to the left
and you swing 'em to the right
You step around the door
kind of nice and tight
And then you twist around
and twist around with all
of your might
Spread your loving arms
way out in space
Then you do the eagle rock
with style and grace
Put your foot way out
and bring it back
And that's what I call
Battin' the Jack
Very good. Very good.
Take our bow.
Thank you.
Very nice.
Very nice.
Bravo !
Bravo !
Hello? Hold on.
Ill see if shes here.
Hillary,
it's for you.
Im not here.
Victoria, tell them
she's not here.
You make me say that
to all your friends.
They're gonna think
Im holding you prisoner.
I don't care
what they think.
We're going down to the dock
Later to buy some lobsters.
- You want to come?
- You know I can't walk that far.
Im gonna drive.
Id rather not.
Okay, then, why dont you
get dressed and sit outside
on the beach with us?
Im happy here.
It's a beautiful day.
Okay, stay in.
But will you at least--
Will you at least get out
of those pajamas?
You've been in them
for over a week !
So what? Who the hell are you,
the clothes police?
Just leave me alone, okay?
That's all I want: to be
Left fucking alone !
Hillary, Im sorry
to keep on you...
but I know how hard
this is for you.
No, you don't. You don't know
what this feels like at all.
Im the one who won't live to see
my daughter grow into a woman...
who won't be able
to protect her from the world.
And I hate that
she'd rather be with you...
who has energy,
who is fun.
You told me
to play with her !
I know I did, but I didn't know
it was gonna make me feel like this !
I don't want it
to be over with yet.
So you don't understand what
this feels like, all right?
You're still
in the land of the living.
Well, so are you.
You're not dead yet,
so stop living as if you are !
- That's wonderful.
- Thank you.
All right now
tell us the truth.
I want you to pull out
all the stops on this.
We know the performer.
Who's the person?
Who is CC Bloom?
Don't do it.
Don't do it.
Oh, Lila, I can't tell you
how many times...
- Ive asked myself
that very same question.
- She's gonna do it.
First and foremost,
I would have to say...
that CC feels things deeply.
CC is a deeply feeling person...
and, because of this,
is deeply emotional.
Do you understand?
Can these two things
exist separately?
Well, Id-- Id love
to explore this duality...
but Im afraid
weve just run out of time.
- But thank you so much
for joining us...
- My pleasure, my pleasure.
And thank you for joining me
on Star Talk.
And until next week,
this is Lila Lake saying...
Dont judge, keep sharing.
- What did you think?
- I think you sounded
kind of dumb.
Shut the darn thing off.
- Hi, Mom.
- Hi, puss.
Sit here.
I thought Id help with dinner.
What are we having?
- Beans.
- Beans?
Would you braid
my hair, Mom?
Sure.
Come here.
Crap.
-Ah ! Gin and game.
- I don't believe it.
- As usual.
- Oh ! You're driving me--
- You will never
beat me at cards.
- You kill me.
- Never.
- You just kill me.
You know, it's really been
a great summer.
We have had some laughs,
haven't we?
You know what I was
thinking about last night?
Remember that first Christmas
we had at the loft?
I was remembering those
stinking Christmas carols.
- What Christmas carols?
- ''What Christmas carols?''
The Christmas carols you
forced me to sing every night.
- You know what?
- What?
You really do stretch the truth.
You know that?
Out of the way, kids.
We're tying to pack.
We're going home
tomorrow.
But guess what?
Im going to Los Angeles
to see a CC Bloom concert.
Can I be your date?
Good-bye, Hillary !
Bye !
Good-bye, CC,
and thanks for the autograph.
I gotta go make lunch
for Victoria.
''Stretch the truth.''
What crust.
Listen.
I know everything there is
to know about you...
and my memory is long.
My memory is very, very long.
Im counting on it.
Why does a squirrel
make its nest so high up?
So nobody can touch it.
Come on. Ill help you
finish packing.
What do you mean?
Im already packed.
-What is all this stuff. huh?
- My clothes.
You're only going to L.A.
for two days.
Well, you never know
what might come up.
- And that?
- Oh, I told CC I would
Learn her how to play.
Teach. And I think she's going
to be too busy with her concert.
Next time.
Is the Hollywood Bowl
really a bowl?
You'll see for yourself.
Now, get my brown
carry-on bag.
It's in the top
of the hall closet.
-That's all Im taking?
-Yep.
Now hurry. The cab will be here
in less than five minutes.
Go on.
Come on, Pouncer.
Get off the furniture.
Mom, the brown bag
isn't in here.
The new maid
must have moved it.
Mom !
Mom !
Please get up. Please !
I don't know what to do !
Please !
Help me !
Please get up, Mom !
Please !
I its time
for Mrs. Fricker's shot.
Hillary Whitney.
Hill?
Hill.
Hi.
I waited for you.
Im here now.
I want to go.
I don't want Victoria
to see me here.
Are you sure?
Are you really sure?
Absolutely.
Okay.
Okay.
Who do I speak to about getting
Hillary Whitney released?
- Do you know how sick she is?
- Yes, I know how sick she is,
and so does she.
- She wants to go.
- I don't think we can let her go.
I have to talk
to the doctor in charge.
It must have been cold there
in my shadow
To never have sunlight
on your face
You were content
to let me shine
That's your way
You always walked
a step behind
So I was the one
with all the glory
While you were the one
with all the strength
A beautiful face
without a name
For so long
A beautiful smile
to hide the pain
Did you ever know
that you're my hero
And everything
I would like to be
I can fly higher
than an eagle
For you are the wind
beneath my wings
Did I ever tell you
You're my hero
You're everything
everything
I wish I could be
Oh, and l
I can fly higher
Than an eagle
'Cause you are the wind
Beneath my wings
Oh, the wind beneath
my wings
You, you, you
The wind beneath my wings
Fly
Fly
So high against the sky
So high I almost
touched the sky
Thank you, thank you
Thank God for you
The wind beneath
My wings
Victoria?
Honey...
your shoes and socks
are all wet.
Let's take them off before we get
a cold. All right?
I was...
just going through
your mother's papers.
In her will
Victoria, she--
She said she wanted you
to live with me...
but you don't have to
if you don't want to.
Everybody wants you.
Aunt Vesta wants you.
Everyone wants you.
Can I stay here
in my house?
No.
Does my father know
that she died?
I don't know.
I thought
you didn't see him.
I know who he is.
I saw him on the street twice.
I can call him
if you want.
No.
Well, maybe--
maybe someday.
If you don't--
If you don't want to come
with me, Victoria...
l-I will understand.
Ill understand.
I mean, I don't know what
kind of a mother Id make.
You wouldn't believe
the things that go through
my head sometimes.
And Im very selfish too.
I don't know what she was
thinking of when she picked me.
Not that
I don't want to do it.
There's nothing in the world
I want more than to be with you.
You think about it.
CC?
If I go with you...
can I bring my cat?
Of course you can
bring your cat.
You can bring
any old thing you want.
It's time to go, Victoria.
You've got to give a little
Take a little
And let your poor heart
break a little
That's the story of
That's the glory
Of love
You got to laugh a little
Cry a little
Until the clouds
Roll by a little
That's the story of
That's the glory
Of love
As long as there's
the two of us
We've got the world
and all its charms
And when the world
is through with us
We've got
Each other's arms
You've got to win a little
Lose a little
Yes, and always
Have the blues a little
That's the story of
That's the glory
Of love
That's the story of
That's the glory of
Love
- You know that song
I just finished with?
- Yeah.
I sang that song the day your mother
and I met at Atlantic City.
- We were just about your age.
Did you know that?
- Yes.
We met when I was under
the boardwalk smoking a cigarette.
- You smoked
when you were my age?
- Yeah, sure.
- What else did you do?
- Whatever they told me not to.
Anyway...
I just finished doing
the Sammy Pinkers Kiddie Show...
and I was tying
to get some peace and quiet
under the boardwalk steps...
when I saw this prissy
little girl wandering around.
Be sure to keep in touch, CC.
Okay?
Well, sure.
We're friends, aren't we?
Fly
Fly
Fly away
You let me fly so high
Oh, fly
Fly
Fly high against the sky
So high I almost
touched the sky
Thank you, thank you
Thank God for you
The wind beneath my wings