I WILL TALK TO YOU
OF ART,
[ Saxophone ]
FOR THERE IS NOTHING ELSE
TO TALK ABOUT,
FOR THERE IS
NOTHING ELSE.
LIFE IS AN OBSCURE HOBO,
BUMMING A RIDE
ON THE OMNIBUS OF ART.
BURN GAS BUGGIES...
AND WHIP YOUR SOUR CREAM
OF CIRCUMSTANCE AND HOPE,
AND GO AHEAD AND SLEEP
YOUR BLOODY HEADS OFF.
CREATION IS.
ALL ELSE IS NOT.
WHAT IS NOT CREATION
IS GRAHAM CRACKERS.
LET IT ALL CRUMBLE
TO FEED THE CREATOR.
THE ARTIST IS.
ALL OTHERS ARE NOT.
A CANVAS IS A CANVAS
OR A PAINTING.
A ROCK IS A ROCK
OR A STATUE.
A SOUND IS A SOUND
OR IS MUSIC.
[ Saxophone ]
A CREATURE IS A CREATURE
OR AN ARTIST.
[ Jazz ]
WHERE ARE JOHN, JOE,
JAKE, JIM, JERK ?
DEAD. DEAD. DEAD.
THEY WERE NOT BORN.
BEFORE THEY WERE BORN,
THEY WERE NOT BORN.
WHERE ARE LEONARDO,
REMBRANDT, LUDWIG ?
ALIVE. ALIVE. ALIVE.
THEY WERE BORN.
BRING ON THE MULTITUDE
WITH A MULTITUDE OF FISHES.
FEED THEM TO THE FISHES
FOR LIVER OIL...
TO NOURISH THE ARTIST.
STRETCH THEIR SKINS
UPON AN EASEL...
TO GIVE HIM CANVAS.
CRUSH THEIR BONES
INTO A PASTE...
THAT HE MIGHT
MOLD THEM.
LET THEM DIE.
AND BY THEIR
MISERABLE DEATHS...
BECOME THE CLAY
WITHIN HIS HANDS...
THAT HE MIGHT FORM
AN ASHTRAY OR AN ARK.
FOR ALL THAT IS
COMES THROUGH
THE EYE OF THE ARTIST.
THE REST ARE BLIND FISH
SWIMMING IN THE CAVE
OF ALONENESS.
SWIM ON, YOU MAUDLIN,
MUDDLING, MADDENED FOOLS.
AND DREAM THAT
ONE BRIGHT AND SUNNY NIGHT,
SOME ARTIST
WILL BAIT A HOOK
AND LET YOU BITE UPON IT.
BITE HARD AND DIE.
IN HIS STOMACH,
YOU ARE VERY CLOSE
TO IMMORTALITY.
WALTER ?
WALTER, WHAT ARE YOU
DOING HERE ?
I WAS LOOKING
AT CARLA'S PICTURE.
DO I PAY YOU
TO LOOK AT PICTURES ?
NOW GET TO WORK.
I WAS JUST LOOKIN'.
THERE ARE EMPTY CUPS
ALL OVER THE PLACE.
CLEAR THEM OUT.
YOU SHOULDN'T BE
SO ROUGH ON HIM,
LEONARD.
WHAT DO YOU SAY,
WALTER ?
HI.
[ Jazz ]
I THINK I'LL CUT.
THERE'S THE MAN.
HOW YOU MAKIN' IT ?
FINE, MAN.
HOW ABOUT YOU ?
GOOD ENOUGH.
[ Phone Dings ]
[ Phone Rings ]
VALDEZ. VICE.
LACROIX CHECKIN' IN.
LOU TOOK OVER
A COUPLE OF MINUTES AGO.
ANYTHING NEW
AT THE DOOR ?
NOTHING YOU CAN
POUND NAILS IN.
A COUPLE OF HUSTLERS.
ONE OF THEM IS SHORT,
FAT, BRUNETTE.
NAME'S SKINNY.
THE OTHER ONE
WAS SHORT ALSO.
SHE WAS BLEACHED
AND SKINNY.
NAME OF FAT.
PROBABLY.
I DIDN'T GET IT.
THEY DIDN'T GIVE
ANY PITCHES, THOUGH.
GUESS YOU CAN KEEP
AN EYE ON 'EM.
OKAY. ANY HEADS ?
WELL, JERRY SACHS LOOKED
LIKE HE WAS STRAIGHT.
I'M SURE HE'S ON IT, ANYWAY.
I DIDN'T SEE ANY PUSHERS
AROUND THE PLACE.
LOU SAID HE'D CHECK OUT
JERRY AND SOUND HIM OUT
IF HE GETS ANY HIGHER.
I GUESS
THAT'S ABOUT IT.
OKAY, ART.
GO ON HOME AND GET
A GOOD NIGHT'S SLEEP,
YOU FINK.
OKAY.
SO LONG, PAUL.
EVERYONE LISTENED
TO MY NEW POEM,
BUT DO YOU THINK
THEY REALLY HEARD IT ?
I HEARD IT, MR. BROCK.
THANK YOU, WALTER.
I'M SURE YOU DID.
"BRING ON THE MULTITUDE
WITH A MULTITUDE OF FISHES.
FEED THEM TO THE FISHES
FOR LIVER OIL
TO NOURISH THE ARTIST."
THAT WAS
WORD FOR WORD.
IS IT ?
I'D FORGOTTEN.
YOU DON'T REMEMBER
YOUR OWN POEM ?
I REFUSE TO SAY
ANYTHING TWICE.
REPETITION IS DEATH.
I DON'T GET IT.
WHEN YOU REPEAT SOMETHING,
YOU ARE RELIVING A MOMENT,
WASTING IT, SEVERING IT
FROM THE OTHER END
OF YOUR LIFE.
I BELIEVE ONLY
IN NEW IMPRESSIONS,
NEW STIMULI, NEW LIFE.
I THOUGHT YOU BELIEVED THAT
LIFE IS AN OBSCURE HOBO,
BUMMING A RIDE ON THE--
I DO BELIEVE THAT,
WALTER, BUT I ALSO
BELIEVE CREATIVE LIVING.
TO BE UNCREATIVE,
YOU MIGHT AS WELL
BE IN YOUR GRAVE,
OR IN THE ARMY.
THEY TRIED
TO DRAFT ME ONCE.
I COULDN'T PASS
THE TEST.
[ Coughs ]
WALTER,
LEONARD'S
LOOKING AT YOU.
HE'S JUST ABOUT GONE.
WALTER HAS
A CLEAR MIND.
ONE DAY, SOMETHING WILL
ENTER IT, FEEL LONELY
AND LEAVE AGAIN.
TOO MUCH.
YES, CATS, YES.
IF YOU WANT TO KNOW
HOW BEATNIKS LIVE,
WILLIAM AND ME
WILL SHOW YOU.
WE'LL INTRODUCE YOU
TO SOME WILD ONES.
YOU MAY EVEN DISCOVER
AN ARTIST OF YOUR OWN.
AND HOW MUCH IS THA GOING TO COST US ?
WHAT COST ?
A COUPLE OF BUCKS.
YOU WANNA MEET
SOME BEATNIKS, DON'T YOU ?
I'M JUST CRAZY
ABOUT THE ARTISTS.
ALL THAT IS COMES
THROUGH THE EYE
OF THE ARTIST.
THE REST ARE JUST
BLIND FISH SWIMMING
IN THE CAVE OF ALONENESS.
OH, YOU MUST BE
AN ARTIST. AND WORKING
AS A BUSBOY TOO.
FEED HIM THAT
HE WILL BE SATISFIED.
THE ARTIST IS.
ALL OTHERS ARE NOT.
THAT'S MOST INTRIGUING.
ARE YOU A PAINTER ?
WELL, NO. I WORK--
I'M WORKING ON SOMETHING.
IT'S NOT READY YET.
WHAT IS IT, MAN ?
FINGER PAINTING ?
DRAW ME A PICTURE
OF A HOUSE, WALTER.
MAKE SOME SMOKE
COMING OUT OF THE CHIMNEY.
I AM WORKING ON SOMETHING.
I'LL SHOW YOU SOON.
WALTER.
IS HE, UH--
[ Blows ]
DID YOU GET
A GOOD LOOK, KID ?
GO ON HOME.
HELLO, MRS. SWICKARD.
OH, WALTER.
YOU LOOK AWFUL PALE.
WHAT DID YOU HAVE
TO EAT TONIGHT ?
I HAD A SALAMI SANDWICH,
MRS. SWICKARD.
IF YOU WERE MY SON--
LET ME FIX YOU
A BOWL OF SOUP.
WON'T TAKE BUT A MINUTE.
IT'S OKAY.
I CAN FIX MYSELF SOMETHING.
BESIDES, I GOT SOMETHING
IMPORTANT TO DO.
OH, SAY, WALTER.
DID YOU SEE
FRANKIE TONIGHT
WHEN YOU WENT OUT ?
I DIDN'T SEE HIM
AT ALL.
IF YOU DO, TELL HIM
I'VE GOT A NICE PIECE
OF HALIBUT FOR HIM.
TELL HIM THAT ?
I MEAN, DO YOU THINK
HE'LL UNDERSTAND ?
HE'S ONLY A CAT.
GOOD NIGHT, WALTER.
[ Cat Meowing ]
[ Cat Meowing ]
FRANKIE ?
A CANVAS IS A CANVAS
OR A PAINTING.
A ROCK IS A ROCK
OR A STATUE.
A SOUND IS A SOUND,
OR IT'S MUSIC.
COME ON.
BE A NOSE.
BE A NOSE.
[ Cat Meowing ]
[ Cat Meowing ]
[ Cat Meowing ]
FRANKIE, SHUT UP !
[ Cat Meows ]
OH, WHAT'S
THE MATTER, FRANKIE ?
HOW'D YOU GET YOURSELF
STUCK IN A WALL ?
[ Cat Meows ]
WAIT A MINUTE.
I'LL GET YOU OUT.
[ Meow ]
[ Cat Squeals ]
FRANKIE ?
FRANKIE ?
YOU ALL RIGHT,
FRANKIE ?
OH, FRANKIE.
OH, FRANKIE.
OH, FRANKIE.
I'M SORRY.
POOR MRS. SWICKARD.
SHE HAD A NICE FRESH
PIECE OF HALIBUT FOR YOU.
I'LL GIVE YOU TO HER
IN THE MORNING.
REPETITION IS DEATH,
FRANKIE.
[ Sobbing ]
[ Maxwell's Voice ]
LET THEM DIE.
AND BY THEIR
MISERABLE DEATHS...
BECOME THE CLAY
WITHIN HIS HANDS...
THAT HE MIGHT FORM
AN ASHTRAY OR AN ARK.
PRAY THAT YOU
MIGHT BE HIS DIADEM,
GOLD, GLORY, PAINT, CLAY,
THAT HE MIGHT TAKE YOU
IN HIS MAGIC HANDS...
AND WRING
FROM YOUR MARROW WONDERS.
WHERE ARE
JOHN, JOE, JIM, JERK ?
DEAD. DEAD. DEAD.
HI, CARLA.
WELL, WALTER,
WHAT ARE YOU
DOING HERE SO EARLY ?
I'VE BROUGHT SOMETHING.
I THINK YOU'LL LIKE IT.
TAKE THAT STUFF
TO THE LAUNDROMAT, WALTER.
HUH ?
DON'T MIND HIM.
WHAT HAVE YOU GOT ?
IT'S A THING I MADE.
WALTER.
YOU LIKE IT ?
WHAT'S HE GOT ?
COME LOOK AT THIS,
LEONARD.
WHERE'D YOU GET THAT,
AN AUCTION ?
I MADE IT.
YOU MADE THAT ?
I SAID I DID,
DIDN'T I ?
WALTER,
IT'S VERY GOOD.
- HONEST ?
- HONEST.
- WHAT'S IT CALLED ?
- DEAD CAT.
- "DEAD CAT" ?
THAT'S ITS NAME ?
- SURE.
- WELL, IT SURE
LOOKS DEAD ENOUGH.
YOU-- YOU WANNA BUY IT ?
BUY IT ?
THAT THING ?
IT'D SCARE PEOPLE
OUT OF THE PLACE.
DON'T BE SILLY.
IT'S TREMENDOUS.
LOOK AT THE DETAIL.
THE ANATOMY'S PERFECT.
LOOK AT THE EXPRESSION
ON ITS FACE.
HOW COME YOU PUT
A KNIFE INTO IT ?
I DIDN'T MEAN TO.
JUST GOT
CARRIED AWAY, HUH ?
WELL, ALL RIGHT.
I'LL TELL YOU
WHAT I'LL DO.
I'LL PUT IT
IN THE CORNER
OF THE ALCOVE.
IF IT SELLS,
WE'LL SPLIT 50-50, OKAY ?
SURE.
DOES THIS MEAN
I'M AN ARTIST ?
MAYBE SO,
IF YOU CAN DO OTHER
THINGS AS WELL.
ALL THAT IS
COMES THROUGH THE EYE
OF THE ARTIST.
YEAH, YOU'RE
A REAL ARTIST NOW.
NOW GO IN BACK
AND SCRUB DOWN
THOSE GARBAGE CANS.
MARCH NOW.
YOU REALLY LIKE IT ?
WE LIKE IT.
NOW GO ON.
[ Saxophone ]
DID YOU SEE MY CAT ?
WHAT'S THE MATTER,
YOU LOSE HIM ?
HOW DO YOU LIKE
MY CAT ?
YOU MADE THIS THING,
MAN ?
UH-HUH.
IT'S CRAZY.
CRAZY.
YOU WANNA BUY IT ?
WHO ME, MAN ?
I'M TAPPED.
HE LIKES MY CAT.
GET TO WORK.
HEY, HEY, WALTER.
COME HERE A MINUTE.
HEY,
CONGRATULATIONS, MAN.
WALTER,
YOU'RE FAMOUS.
I SAW YOUR CAT.
DID YOU LIKE IT,
MR. BROCK ?
YOU MAY CALL ME MAXWELL.
HOW'D YOU DO IT,
WALTER ?
OH, I JUST TOOK SOME CLAY
AND FIXED IT UP.
[ Laughs ]
ATTENTION.
ATTENTION, EVERYONE.
AS YOU PASSED THROUGH
THESE YELLOW PORTALS,
I'M SURE YOU NOTICED
ON YOUR RIGHT
A SMALL CLAY FIGURE...
AND ASSUMED THIS
TRANSFIXED EFFIGY...
TO BE THE WORK
OF A MASTER SCULPTOR.
AND INDEED,
SO IT IS.
THAT MASTER SCULPTOR
IS IN OUR MIDST.
HE IS NONE OTHER
THAN WALTER PAISLEY,
OUR VERY OWN BUSBOY,
WHOSE HANDS OF GENIUS
HAVE BEEN CARRYING AWAY...
THE EMPTY CUPS
OF YOUR FRUSTRATIONS.
MARK WELL THIS LAD.
HIS IS THE SILENT VOICE
OF CREATION.
WITHIN THE DARK,
RICH SOIL OF HUMILITY,
HE BLOSSOMS
AS THE HOPE OF OUR
NEARLY STERILE CENTURY.
BEAUTIFUL, MAXWELL.
BRING ME AN ESPRESSO,
WALTER.
MAXWELL,
REALLY BEAUTIFUL.
THANK YOU.
MAN, YOU ARE IN.
OH, WALTER,
YOU'RE WONDERFUL.
WONDERFUL !
[ All Talking At Once ]
LISTEN, MAN.
YOU GOT A PEN ?
HEY, POPS,
WHAT'S HAPPENIN' ?
MAKIN' A BIG SCENE
FOR WALTER.
WHO'D HE SHOOT ?
HE MADE A CAT.
OUT OF CLAY.
SEE YOU AROUND.
YEAH. LATER.
[ Man ]
WILL SOMEBODY CLEAR
THIS TABLE, PLEASE ?
WILL SOMEBODY CLEAR
THIS TABLE ?
DID YOU HEAR THEM,
MR. De SANTIS ?
THEY ALL LIKE MY CAT.
YEAH, VERY GOOD.
NOW LOOK, WALTER.
YOU MUST BE TIRED.
TAKE THE REST
OF THE NIGHT OFF.
I DON'T WANT TO.
NO, NO.
YOU GOT IT COMING.
BESIDES, YOU'RE
CREATING AN INCIDENT.
WHEN PEOPLE ARE APPLAUDING,
THEY DON'T ORDER COFFEE.
SO, GO ON HOME
AND WORK ON SOMETHING.
MAKE ANOTHER CAT.
WELL, I HAVEN'T
GOT ANOTHER CAT.
LOOK. JUST GO
TO THE MOVIES.
PLEASE, WALTER. GO.
ALL RIGHT,
MR. De SANTIS.
GOOD NIGHT.
GOOD NIGHT, WALTER.
WALTER.
WALTER, WAIT A MINUTE.
OH, HELLO, NAOLIA.
WALTER, I DUG IT.
MY CAT ?
IT WAS THE MOST
WONDERFUL, WILDEST,
LIKE, WIGGIEST THING
I'VE EVER SEEN.
WALTER, YOU'VE DONE
SOMETHING TO ME.
SOMETHING DEEP DOWN
INSIDE OF MY PURANA.
I HAVE ?
OH, WALTER,
I WANNA BE WITH YOU.
YOU'RE CREATIVE.
YOU'VE GOT A HOT LIGHTBULB
GLOWING INSIDE OF YOU,
AND I WANNA BE WARMED
BY IT.
GEE, THAT'S NICE
OF YOU, NAOLIA.
WALTER, TAKE ME
AWAY FROM HERE.
TAKE ME AWAY
TO SOME COOL BLUE PLACE
AND GAS ME.
I CAN'T.
I GOTTA GO HOME.
OH, THEN I'LL
GO HOME WITH YOU.
OH, NO. MRS. SWICKARD
WOULDN'T LIKE THAT.
SHE'S MY LANDLADY.
[ Naolia ]
ISN'T THERE ANYTHING
I CAN DO FOR YOU ?
I DON'T THINK SO,
NAOLIA.
OH, WALTER.
I CAN'T LET YOU
JUST SPLIT LIKE THIS.
I'VE GOTTA DO SOMETHING.
I'VE GOTTA CONTRIBUTE.
YOU DON'T HAVE TO DO
ANYTHING.
WAIT. WAIT, THERE IS
ONE THING I CAN DO.
ONE LITTLE THING.
DON'T LEAVE, WALTER.
I WANNA GIVE YOU
SOMETHING.
SOMETHING THAT WILL
MAKE YOU REMEMBER ME.
PUT IT IN YOUR POCKET.
NOW GO, WALTER.
DON'T LOOK BACK.
JUST GO !
CAN I HAVE YOUR AUTOGRAPH,
MR. PAISLEY ?
WHY, CERTAINLY,
MY GOOD WOMAN.
EVERYBODY
LIKES MY CAT.
YOU WANNA BUY
MY STATUE, MISTER ?
TEN THOUSAND DOLLARS ?
OKAY.
GEE, I'LL BE FAMOUS.
AND THEN I CAN ASK CARLA,
AND SHE'LL SAY YES.
I KNOW SHE WILL.
[ Knock On Door ]
HELLO, WALTER.
OH, HI.
YOU'RE LOU, AIN'T YOU ?
I SEEN YOU
AT THE YELLOW DOOR.
COME ON IN.
I WAS JUST MAKING
SOME PANCAKES.
YOU CAN HAVE SOME
IF YOU LIKE.
DID YOU SEE MY CAT ?
YEAH, I SAW YOUR CAT.
I ALSO SAW THAT CHICK
LAY THESE ON YOU.
OH, THAT WAS NAOLIA.
SHE'S A NICE GIRL.
SHE'S KIND OF STRANGE,
THOUGH.
I GUESS SHE FIGURES
I GET HEADACHES
OR SOMETHING.
OKAY, WALTER.
WHO'S YOUR CONNECTION ?
"CONNECTION" ?
YEAH, CONNECTION.
WHO DO YOU SCORE FROM ?
WHERE DO YOU BUY YOUR HORSE ?
"HORSE" ?
HORSE. JUNK.
WHITE STUFF. HEROIN.
IS THAT WHAT THAT IS ?
I NEVER SEEN
ANY OF THAT BEFORE.
I ALWAYS THOUGHT
THAT WAS EXPENSIVE.
YEAH, WALTER,
THAT CAN BE
REAL EXPENSIVE.
GEE, WASN'T THAT NICE
OF NAOLIA TO GIVE ME
THAT EXPENSIVE HORSE ?
WALTER.
HUH ?
POLICE OFFICER.
OH, YOU'RE LIKE
AN UNDERCOVER MAN.
YOU'RE UNDER ARREST,
WALTER.
UNDER ARREST FOR WHAT ?
POSSESSION OF NARCOTICS.
WHO ME ? WHAT ARE
YOU TALKING ABOUT ?
WALTER, I GOT YOU COLD.
NOW YOU JUST COME ALONG
QUIETLY.
I DIDN'T DO NOTHIN'.
NAOLIA GIMME THOSE.
I DIDN'T ASK HER FOR IT.
YOU CAN TELL THEM
THAT DOWNTOWN.
NOW LET'S GO.
I AIN'T GOIN' WITH YOU.
WALTER, DO I HAVE
TO POINT THIS AT YOU ?
YOU'RE GONNA SHOOT ME !
NO, DON'T SHOOT ME !
WALTER, JUST RELAX.
NO. YOU'RE
GONNA SHOOT ME.
SHUT UP, WALTER !
DON'T SHOOT ME !
NO. YOU'RE GONNA
SHOOT ME !
DON'T SHOOT !
[ Knock On Door ]
[ Mrs. Swickard ]
WALTER ?
[ Knock On Door ]
WALTER !
WALTER !
ARE YOU ALL RIGHT ?
I THOUGHT I HEARD YOU
SHOUTING A MINUTE AGO.
[ Pots Clinking ]
WALTER !
WHAT'S ALL THE NOISE
IN HERE ?
NOISE, MRS. SWICKARD ?
WHAT NOISE ?
DON'T TELL ME
I DIDN'T HEAR A RACKET.
ARE YOU SURE
YOU'RE ALL ALONE ?
I'M ALWAYS ALONE,
MRS. SWICKARD.
WALTER, HAVE YOU BEEN
TALKIN' TO YOURSELF AGAIN ?
WELL, I GUESS MAYBE
I HAVE, MRS. SWICKARD.
SOMEBODY'S GOT TO.
WALTER, YOU KNOW,
WHAT YOU NEED IS A GIRL.
SHE DOESN'T
HAVE TO BE PRETTY,
SO LONG AS SHE TAKES
GOOD CARE OF YOU.
I CAN TAKE REAL GOOD
CARE OF MYSELF,
MRS. SWICKARD.
YEAH, I CAN SEE THAT.
LOOK AT THIS PAD.
IT'S TERRIBLE.
WHY DON'T YOU EVER
CLEAN IT UP ?
AND WHEN DID YOU CHANGE
THESE SHEETS LAST ?
THEY LOOK LIKE
THEY'RE ALIVE.
MRS. SWICKARD, I GOTTA
MEET SOME FRIENDS,
AND I GOTTA
TAKE A SHOWER.
CLEAN UP THIS DUMP !
IF YOU DON'T MIND.
WHAT'S THE MATTER
WITH YOU ?
I DIDN'T MEAN
TO HURT YOU, LOU.
BUT IF YOU'D HAVE SHOT ME,
YOU'D BE MOPPIN' UP
MY BLOOD NOW.
I CAN'T HELP IT
IF I GOT SCARED
AND HIT YOU.
I DIDN'T MEAN IT.
IT'S CRAZY.
IT'S CRAZY.
I DIDN'T KNOW
YOU HAD IT IN YOU,
WALTER.
HOW'D YOU DO IT ?
WELL, I JUST TOOK SOME CLAY
AND FIXED IT UP.
GO HOME
AND MAKE SOMETHING,
WALTER.
MAKE ANOTHER CAT.
BUT I HAVEN'T GOT
ANOTHER CAT.
WELL, I REPORTED IN HERE
AROUND MIDNIGHT.
LOU HAD ALREADY
BEEN GONE OVER AN HOUR.
NO. NOBODY SEEMS TO KNOW
WHERE HE WENT.
WHY DON'T YOU PUT
AN ALERT OUT ON HIM,
AND I'LL CHECK ON HIM
FROM HERE ?
OKAY. RIGHT.
THE LITTLE FRAUD.
[ Police Radio ]
LOUIS RABY. AGE 29.
FIVE FOOT, ELEVEN INCHES TALL.
DARK COMPLEXION.
HAIR: BLACK AND CURLY.
LAST SEEN WEARING
BLUE JEANS AND GRAY SWEATER.
TIM EVANS
WAS A MURDERER
ALL IN HIS PRISON CELL
AND THOSE WHO READ
ABOUT HIS CRIMES
THEY DAMNED US ALL
TO HELL
SAYING, GO DOWN,
YOU MURDERER, GO DOWN.
FOR THE MURDER
OF HIS OWN TRUE WIFE
AND THE KILLIN'
OF HIS OWN CHILD
THE JURY
FOUND HIM GUILTY
AND THE HANGIN' JUDGE
HE SMILED
[ Singer Continues ]
DIG THE FUZZ.
WHAT DO YOU SUPPOSE
THEY WANT HERE ?
YOU, MAN, YOU.
HEY, MAYBE THEY'RE
LOOKING FOR OLD WALTER.
HE'S THE CRIMINAL TYPE.
AIN'T YOU, WALTER ?
SORRY,
MR. De SANTIS.
THAT'S ALL RIGHT, WALTER.
SIT DOWN.
GREETINGS, MAN.
I'M NOT SUPPOSED TO SIT
WITH THE CUSTOMERS.
SWING !
WHY SHOULDN'T YOU
SIT AT THE TABLE ?
AFTER ALL,
YOU'RE A BIG ARTIST NOW.
A TRUE CREATOR
ABOVE MERE MORTALS.
WHAT'S THE BIG IDEA ?
IDEA ?
I WAS JUST TELLING
WALTER THE TRUTH.
A MAN WANTED TO PAY ME
ONE HUNDRED DOLLARS
FOR THE CAT.
IN FACT,
HE'S TAKING IT HOME
TO SHOW TO HIS WIFE.
PROVES THAT
I UNDERESTIMATED
WALTER'S ABILITY.
HIS WORK HAS
ENORMOUS REALISM.
YOU CAN HARDLY TELL IT
FROM THE REAL THING.
BOY, THAT SOUNDS
LIKE A REAL PUT-DOWN.
GET OFF WALTER'S BACK,
LEONARD.
AM I ON HIS BACK ?
YOU'RE NOT VERY FUNNY.
I'M NOT TRYING
TO BE.
WALTER, WHAT ARE YOU
GONNA MAKE NEXT ?
A DOG, MAYBE.
OR A BIRD ?
HOW ABOUT
A FEW DOZEN COCKROACHES
FROM YOUR ROOM ?
HEY, MAN.
WHY DON'T YOU MAKE AN ELEPHANT ?
- I-I GOT A NEW ONE.
- GREAT. WHAT IS IT ?
IT'S A FULL-LENGTH,
LIFE-SIZE FIGURE.
CRAZY.
WHAT IS IT CALLED ?
UH, "MURDERED MAN."
[ Carla ] WHEN DO
WE GET TO SEE IT ?
ANYTIME.
HEY, THAT'S A PRETTY
FAR-OUT NAME
FOR A STATUE.
I SAW
A STATUE ONCE.
IT WAS CALLED
"THE THIRD TIME PHYLLIS
SAW ME, SHE EXPLODED."
MAN, WHAT KIND
OF A STATUE WAS THAT ?
IT WAS MADE OUT OF DRIFTWOOD
AND DIPPED IN FLOURIC ACID.
IT WAS VERY WILD.
[ Coughing ]
WHAT'S WRONG,
LEONARD ?
NOTHING.
IT'S THE FOOD
IN THIS DUMP.
OH, MAN.
YOU SHOULD TRY
THE SORREL SEWER.
THEY GOT
WHEAT GERM BAGELS.
TOO MUCH.
EXCUSE ME, PLEASE.
I THINK
HE REALLY IS SICK.
SO WHO ISN'T ?
De SANTIS.
I'VE BEEN TRYING
TO GET YOU ALL EVENING.
GOTTA MAKE A CALL.
GOTTA CALL LIEUTENANT VALDEZ.
LISTEN.
I WAS WRONG
ABOUT MY WIFE.
SHE WANTS THAT CAT
AFTER ALL.
DO YOU HEAR ME ?
I'LL GIVE YOU
THAT $100 FOR THE CAT.
I CAN'T TALK TO YOU
JUST NOW.
ALL RIGHT, THEN.
TWO HUNDRED.
NO !
NO !
THREE HUNDRED DOLLARS,
AND THAT'S TOPS.
THREE HUNDRED DOLLARS
FOR THE CAT ?
[ Laughs ]
I KNOW I'M GOING
OUT OF MY MIND,
BUT I'VE BEEN COLLECTING
ART PIECES ALL OVER EUROPE
FOR YEARS,
AND THIS BOY,
WALTER PAISLEY,
HAS GOT IT.
I WANT TO BUY
HIS FIRST WORK.
AND TO MAKE VERY SURE
THAT I GET IT,
I'LL PAY YOU $500.
FIVE HUNDRED DOLLARS
FOR THE CAT...
AND THE FIRST LOOK
AT HIS NEXT STUFF.
SOMEONE HAS THE CAT
JUST NOW, BUT I'LL HAVE
HIM BACK IN A FEW DAYS.
THEN YOU CAN HAVE IT
FOR THE $500.
OH, THANK YOU, SIR.
I THINK I'VE MADE
A BARGAIN.
CALL ME
WHEN YOU'RE READY.
GOOD NIGHT.
[ Singer Continues ]
LEONARD.
FEEL BETTER ?
LISTEN.
I'M GOING OVER
TO WALTER'S LATER,
AFTER THE PLACE CLOSES,
TO SEE "MURDERED MAN."
YOU FEEL UP
TO COMING ALONG ?
AND A WASHER
BEHIND HIS EAR
AND THE PRISON BELL
WAS TOLLING
BUT TIM EVANS
DIDN'T HEAR
SAYING, GO DOWN,
YOU MURDERER, GO DOWN
LOOK AT
THE SIZE OF IT.
WELL, IT'S-- IT'S
NOT REALLY THAT BIG.
I GOT IT ON
KIND OF A STAND.
LET'S SEE IT.
I'M A LITTLE NERVOUS.
I AIN'T NEVER DID
A PERSON BEFORE.
YOU CAN DO ANYTHING
IF YOU SET YOUR MIND TO IT.
IT'S HOT IN HERE.
YOU WANT ME
TO OPEN A WINDOW ?
COME ON, WALTER.
TAKE OFF THE SHEET.
DON'T YOU LIKE IT ?
WALTER,
IT'S A MASTERPIECE.
I'VE NEVER SEEN
ANYTHING LIKE IT BEFORE.
AND I HOPE I NEVER SEE
ANYTHING LIKE IT AGAIN.
NEITHER DO I.
IT'S HIDEOUS,
AND IT'S ELOQUENT.
IT EXPRESSES MODERN MAN
IN ALL HIS SELF-PITY.
HOW DID YOU EVER FIND
THAT IN YOURSELF, WALTER ?
WELL,
IT WASN'T EASY.
WHAT'S THE MATTER
WITH YOU ?
NOTHING.
NOTHING AT ALL.
I'VE NEVER SEEN ANYONE
SO SQUEAMISH.
WHAT'S YOUR OPINION,
LEONARD ?
DON'T ASK ME.
OH, COME ON.
EVEN YOU MUST SEE
ITS VALUE.
DO YOU THINK THAT
YOU OR I COULD HAVE
CONCEIVED OF SUCH A THING,
MUCH LESS
EXECUTED IT ?
WELL, THEN ADMIT IT.
IT'S A WORK OF GENIUS.
I ADMIT IT.
THEN LET'S
TAKE IT DOWN
TO THE YELLOW DOOR.
NO.
WHY NOT ?
I'LL TELL YOU, BUT YOU
COVER IT UP AGAIN,
PLEASE, HUH ?
PLEASE !
THANK YOU.
WHAT IS ALL THIS NONSENSE ?
WHY DO YOU WANT TO HIDE IT ?
WELL,
I'VE BEEN THINKING.
I DIDN'T REALIZE
HOW MUCH TALENT
WALTER ACTUALLY HAD.
IT WOULD BE WRONG
TO SHOW HIS PIECES
ONE AT A TIME.
DEAD WRONG.
YOU'RE RIGHT.
HE SHOULD BUILD
A COLLECTION FIRST.
YES.
THAT'S THE IDEA.
MAYBE WHEN
IT'S BIG ENOUGH,
WE CAN HAVE A SHOW.
A SHOW ?
JUST FOR ME ?
NO ! NOT EXACTLY.
I MEAN, IT WOULD TAKE
YEARS AND YEARS--
IT'S GETTING HOT AGAIN.
IT WOULD TAKE YOU YEARS
TO MAKE THAT MANY STATUES,
BUT YOUR WORK
WOULD BE FEATURED.
IT'S A WONDERFUL IDEA,
WALTER.
IT'S THE ONLY WAY
TO GAIN RECOGNITION.
THE BIG ART CRITICS
AND DEALERS WILL BE THERE.
IT'LL BE AN EVENT.
YES, THEN WE COULD UNLOAD
AND SELL THIS STUFF
FOR A LOT MORE.
BUT THE SHOW,
HOW SOON COULD WE GO ?
DON'T RUSH THINGS.
IT TAKES TIME.
BUT FIRST OF ALL,
YOU'VE GOT TO STOP MAKING
THESE HORRIBLE STATUES.
CARLA AND I
WILL GUIDE YOU.
MAYBE YOU CAN TURN
TO FREE-FORM.
FREE-FORM ?
THAT'S THE MOVEMENT TODAY.
WITH HIS TALENT
FOR REALISM ?
YOU CAN SEE THE DIRECTION
HIS REALISM TAKES.
IT'S UNHEALTHY.
B-BUT YOU SAID
I WAS A GENIUS.
I DON'T WANNA BE
A BUSBOY ANYMORE.
MAYBE YOU GOT
A POINT THERE.
YOU SHOULDN'T KEEP WORKING
AT THE YELLOW DOOR.
LOOK. I'M SURE
THAT MAN'S GONNA BUY
YOUR DEAD CAT, SO HERE.
HERE'S YOUR FEE
IN ADVANCE-- $50.
AND IF YOU NEED MORE,
I'VE GOT IT,
SO DON'T WORRY.
I'VE GOT GREAT FAITH
IN YOU, WALTER.
GEE, $50
FOR SOMETHING I MADE.
NOW YOU'RE
A PROFESSIONAL.
LET'S GO.
OKAY.
GOOD NIGHT, WALTER.
KEEP UP
THE GOOD WORK.
YEAH, BUT DON'T
RUSH THINGS.
YOU GOT ALL THE TIME
IN THE WORLD.
COME ON, CARLA !
GOOD NIGHT, WALTER.
GOOD NIGHT.
YIPPEE !
DID YOU HOLLER,
WALTER ?
I'M AN ARTIST,
MRS. SWICKARD.
YEAH ? OH, SURE
YOU ARE, WALTER.
I AM.
LOOK !
GOOD HEAVENS !
[ Russian ]
ONE OF THE GREATEST ADVANCES
IN MODERN POETRY IS
THE ELIMINATION OF CLARITY.
I'M PROUD TO SAY MY POETRY
IS ONLY UNDERSTOOD...
BY THAT MINORITY
WHICH IS AWARE.
AWARE OF WHAT ?
NOT OF ANYTHING, STUPID.
JUST AWARE.
MAN, THIS PLACE
IS BEGINNING TO FEEL
LIKE A LINEUP.
YEAH, BABY.
IF IT DON'T COOL OFF
PRETTY SOON, I'M GONNA HAUN SOMEBODY ELSE'S JOINT.
WE MAY HAVE TO START
DRINKING.
[ Continues In Russian ]
[ Man ]
YES, MAN, YES.
[ Applause ]
YES, THAT'S MY MAN.
YES, MAN, YES.
GOOD EVENING, WALTER.
GOOD EVENING, CARLA.
SYLVIA,
DIDN'T YOU SEE ME
WAVE MY ZEN STICK ?
WHY,
IT'S WALTER PAISLEY.
BRING ME A CAPPUCCINO
AND A PIECE
OF PAPAYA CHEESECAKE...
AND A BOTTLE
OF YUGOSLAVIAN
WHITE WINE.
YES, SIR,
MR. PAISLEY.
GOOD EVENING, WALTER.
MAXWELL,
HOW HAVE YOU BEEN ?
I SEE THE REWARDS
OF ACHIEVEMENT
HAVE COME YOUR WAY.
WELL, AFTER ALL,
I'M A SUCCESSFUL
SCULPTOR NOW.
INDEED.
HEY, MAN,
DIG WALTER THE WIGGER.
HE'S COMIN' ON LIKE
HE JUST CURED CANCER.
LET US MAKE THE SCENE.
CRAZY.
I WAS JUST SUGGESTING
TO WALTER THAT HE TRY
HIS HAND AT FREE-FORM.
WHY DO YOU SUGGEST
ANYTHING TO WALTER ?
ARE YOU THE SPOKESMAN
FOR SOCIETY,
COME TO PUT
YOUR STIFLING FINGER
IN HIS EYE ?
GOOD EVENING, GENTLEMEN.
WHO INVITED THESE TWO
DOWN FROM THE CLOUDS ?
[ Woman ]
MAXWELL. YOO-HOO !
CLEAR THE TABLE.
BRING A BOWL.
I MAY BE SICK.
IT'S ALICE THE AWFUL,
COME TO SPREAD CHEER
AND CHOLERA.
LOOK AT MY SUNTAN,
EVERYBODY ?
DO WE HAVE TO ?
WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN,
ALICE ?
I WENT TO BIG SUR
AND LOOKED FOR
HENRY MILLER.
YOU DIDN'T FIND HIM,
I HOPE.
NO, HE'S IN EUROPE.
WHY IS THE BUSBOY
SITTING HERE ?
I'M NOT THE BUSBOY
ANYMORE.
THAT'S RIGHT.
WALTER HAS BECOME A SCULPTOR.
OH, REALLY ?
I'M A MODEL, YOU KNOW.
I ONLY CHARGE
TWENTY-FIVE DOLLARS
AN HOUR.
WOULD YOU LIKE
TO DO ME ?
I JUST MIGHT.
NEVER MIND THAT.
WALTER'S GONNA TRY FREE-FORM.
THERE YOU GO AGAIN.
I MAY TAKE MY BUSINESS
TO THE SORREL SEWER.
AS A MATTER OF FACT,
I WAS GOING TO SUGGEST
TO WALTER...
THAT HE TRY
A FEMALE FIGURE,
AS A CHANGE FROM
THE VIOLENT DEATH THEME.
YOU REALLY SHOULD, WALTER.
YOU KNOW WHAT ?
IF YOU LIKE,
I'LL BE YOUR MODEL
FOR FREE.
I COULDN'T.
NOT YOU.
MAN, IF YOU'RE
GONNA BE AN ARTIST,
YOU'VE GOTTA DO NUDES. NUDES.
RIGHT.
RIGHT. RIGHT.
AIN'T NOBODY AN ARTIST
UNLESS HE DOES NUDES.
WILL YOU GET THEM
OUT OF HERE BEFORE
WE END UP IN NIGHT COURT ?
LET'S CHANGE THE SUBJECT.
I'M SICK OF HEARING
ABOUT SCULPTURE.
NOBODY KNOWS
HOW TO DO THAT ANYMORE,
MUCH LESS THE BUSBOY
FROM THE YELLOW DOOR.
WHO DO YOU THINK
YOU'RE TALKIN' ABOUT ?
DON'T SHOUT AT ME !
I DON'T LIKE YOU.
NOBODY ASKED
FOR YOUR OPINION, WALTER.
YOU'RE JUST
A SIMPLE LITTLE FARMBOY,
AND THE REST OF US
ARE ALL SOPHISTICATED
BEATNIKS.
THAT'S ALL, MAN.
LET'S SPLIT.
YEAH, MAN.
I GOTTA MAKE ME
SOME AIR.
SEE ?
YOU MADE THEM LEAVE.
WHAT DID I DO ?
THE FIRST BENEFICIAL SERVICE
OF YOUR BENIGHTED LIFE.
IT PROVES WE'RE
ALL GOOD FOR SOMETHING.
ARE YOU SAYING
THAT THIS BUSBOY
IS BETTER THAN I ?
YES.
I THINK THIS WHOLE BIT ABOUT HIM
BEING A SCULPTOR IS JUST
A BIG PUT-ON FOR MY BENEFIT.
THAT'S NOT TRUE.
I AM A SCULPTOR.
OH, YEAH ? PROVE IT.
MAKE SOMETHING OUT OF THIS.
THERE.
HAND.
THAT ISN'T
A REAL HAND.
IF YOU WERE A SCULPTOR,
YOU'D CREATE SOMETHING
FOR ME.
A HARPOON
WOULD BE VERY NICE.
I'M GOIN' HOME.
ALICE,
YOU'RE OBNOXIOUS.
[ Alice ]
BUT HE'S
SUCH AN IDIOT.
YES ?
WHAT ARE YOU
DOING HERE ?
I WANTED TO APOLOGIZE
FOR BEING NASTY TO YOU
THIS EVENING.
SO YOU APOLOGIZED.
GOOD NIGHT.
LISTEN, TWERP.
GET OUT OF HERE
AND LET ME GO TO BED.
I DIDN'T FINISH
TALKIN' TO YA.
I DECIDED TO MAKE
THAT FEMALE FIGURE
AFTER ALL.
OH.
I'D LIKE YOU
TO POSE FOR IT.
REMEMBER WHAT I SAID
ABOUT MY PRICE ?
TWENTY-FIVE DOLLARS
AN HOUR.
IF YOU WANNA PAY IT,
I DON'T MIND POSING.
WHEN DO YOU
WANNA START WORK ?
TONIGHT ?
YOU MEAN RIGHT NOW ?
UH-HUH.
WAIT TILL
I GET MY SWEATER.
YOU COULD USE
A LITTLE MORE HEAT
AROUND THIS PLACE.
IT'S BAD FOR THE CLAY.
YOU'LL GET USED TO IT.
WELL,
I'M ALMOST READY.
HERE.
SIT IN THIS CHAIR,
AND I'LL POSE YOU.
KIND OF RICKETY.
HOW'S THIS POSE ?
OH, THAT'S FINE.
IT'S VERY GOOD.
JUST STAY LIKE THAT.
IT DOESN'T LOOK LIKE
VERY MUCH CLAY.
OH, IT'S ENOUGH.
PUT THIS
AROUND YOUR NECK.
AHH, BREAKFAST.
WATCH IT.
THE PLATE'S HOT.
ARE THESE FERTILE EGGS ?
ARE THESE EGGS FERTILE ?
NATURALLY.
WHAT DID YOU
FRY THEM IN ?
WE RAN OUT OF
THE SAFFLOWER SEED OIL,
BUT I FOUND A BOTTLE
OF PEANUT OIL
ON THE SHELF.
DON'T WORRY.
IT'S NOT HYDROGENATED.
[ Doorbell Rings ]
IS THAT
THE COLD-PRESSED STUFF,
OR THE JUNK
HILDA BOUGHT BY MISTAKE ?
YES, MAN, YES.
HI.
GOOD MORNING, WALTER.
HI, WALTER.
WHAT BRINGS YOU HERE ?
HAVE SOME BREAKFAST.
WHAT ARE YOU HAVING ?
SOY AND WHEAT GERM PANCAKES,
ORGANIC GUAVA NECTAR,
CALCIUM LACTATE
AND TOMATO JUICE,
AND GARBANZO OMELETTES,
SPRINKLED WITH SMOKED YEAST.
JOIN US ?
NO, THANKS.
SOUNDS GREAT, THOUGH.
I BROUGHT SOMETHING
TO SHOW YOU.
COULD I HAVE
SOME OF THE GUYS
HELP ME ?
IS IT "MURDERED MAN" ?
IT'S BETTER.
COME ON.
PORTERS.
PUT IT IN THE MIDDLE
OF THE ROOM.
WHEN DID YOU
DO THIS, WALTER ?
LAST NIGHT.
IT DOESN'T TAKE ME
VERY LONG.
I SHOULD SAY NOT.
WELL,
LET'S SEE IT, MAN.
WALTER,
I CAN'T BELIEVE IT.
I'M HONORED
TO KNOW THIS MAN.
DO YOU THINK
IT'S NICE ?
[ Man ]
YEAH, SHE'S BEAUTIFUL.
DO YOU THINK IT'S NICER
THAN "MURDERED MAN" ?
I DON'T KNOW, WALTER.
IT'S IMPOSSIBLE TO CHOOSE.
THEY'RE BOTH GREAT.
WALTER,
I AM DEEPLY MOVED.
TO SHOW MY APPRECIATION,
I'M GOING TO GIVE
A PARTY TONIGHT...
AT THE YELLOW DOOR,
IN YOUR HONOR.
AND I SHALL COMPOSE
A POEM.
[ Flamenco ]
SOME MORE CHAMPAGNE,
YOUR MAJESTY ?
HEAR. HEAR.
WHERE ? WHERE ?
THERE. THERE.
THAT'S FINE.
CAN I HAVE
ANOTHER LITTLE KISS ?
WALTER,
YOU'RE A LECH.
I AM ?
HERE WE GO !
HERE WE GO !
[ Tapping On Glasses ]
ALL RIGHT.
ALL RIGHT.
WALTER,
THE BIRD THAT FLIES NOW,
PAYS LATER
THROUGH THE NOSE
OF AMBIDEXTROUS APATHY.
NECROPHILES MAY DANCE
UPON THE PLACE MATS
IN AN ORGY OF TOGETHERNESS.
THE HIGHWAY OF LIFE
CUTS SHARPLY...
THROUGH ALL
THE SHADY GHETTOS
AND THE IVY-COVERED TOMBS.
AND LAUGHTER RINGS
FROM EVERY TIME CAPSULE
IN THE STAR-SPANGLED FIRMAMENT.
AND IN THE DEEP FREEZE,
IT IS THE CHILDREN'S HOUR.
AND NO ONE KNOWS
THAT DUNCAN IS MURDERED.
AND NO ONE KNOWS THAT
WALTER PAISLEY IS BORN.
DUNCAN KNOWS.
TUESDAY'S SUNRISE KNOWS.
ALLEY CATS AND GARBAGE CANS
AND STEAMING PAVEMENTS...
AND YOU AND I
AND THE NUDE DESCENDING
THE STAIRCASE...
AND ALL SUCH THINGS
WITH SOULS,
WE KNOW THAT
WALTER PAISLEY IS BORN.
RING RUBBER BELLS.
BEAT COTTON GONGS.
STRIKE SILKEN CYMBALS.
PLAY LEATHERN FLUTES.
THE CATS AND CANS
AND YOU AND I...
AND ALL SUCH THINGS
WITH SOULS,
WE SHALL HEAR
WALTER PAISLEY IS BORN.
AND THE SOULS
BECOME FLESH.
WALTER PAISLEY
IS BORN !
[ Applause ]
MARVELOUS, DARLING.
MARVELOUS.
MAN, LIKE, THAT WAS
THE GREATEST GAS
I EVER HEARD.
CRAZY.
WHAT DID HE SAY ?
DIDN'T YOU HEAR HIM ?
NO, MAN.
I'M TOO FAR OUT.
MAXWELL,
THAT WAS MAGNIFICENT.
I FEEL SO ELEGANT.
WALTER DESERVED
EVERY WORD OF IT.
IT MAKES ME SO GLAD
I'M AWARE.
DID YOU HEAR
WHAT HE SAID ?
YES, WALTER.
ALL ABOUT ME.
IT'S TRUE, ISN'T IT ?
EVERY WORD.
YOU BETTER HOLD OFF
ON THE BUBBLY, ARTIST.
YEAH ? WHY ?
YOU MIGHT TALK
TOO MUCH.
WHAT WOULD I SAY ?
MOST ANYTHING,
I EXPECT.
[ Maxwell ]
ARE YOU TWO TRYING
TO IGNORE THE REST OF US ?
OH, NOT ME, MAXWELL.
I WOULDN'T IGNORE YOU.
I KNOW WHAT IT IS
TO BE IGNORED.
TELL US
WHAT YOU'RE GOING
TO DO NEXT, WALTER.
I'M GOING TO MAKE
THE MOST WONDERFUL,
WILDEST, WIGGIEST THINGS...
YOU'VE EVER SEEN.
I'M GONNA MAKE
BIG STATUES
AND LITTLE STATUES,
TALL STATUES
AND SHORT STATUES.
I'M GONNA MAKE STATUES
OF NOBODIES AND STATUES
OF FAMOUS PEOPLE.
STATUES OF ACTORS
AND POETS.
AND PEOPLE
WHO SELL THINGS
ON TELEVISION.
AND A STATUE
OF THE MAYOR.
AND SOME OPERA SINGERS
AND THEIR INTIMATE FRIENDS.
AND EVERYBODY WILL SAY,
"WALTER, LET ME
SHAKE YOUR HAND.
IT'S BEEN A REAL PLEASURE
TO HAVE KNOWN YOU."
HEAR. HEAR.
[ Walter's Voice ]
ALLEY CATS AND GARBAGE CANS,
THEY KNOW THAT
WALTER PAISLEY IS BORN.
RING RUBBER BELLS.
BEAT COTTON GONGS.
STRIKE SILKEN CYMBALS.
PLAY LEATHERN FLUTES.
TELL US WHAT YOU'RE
GONNA DO NEXT, WALTER.
I'M GONNA MAKE BIG STATUES,
LITTLE STATUES.
MOVIE STARS AND POETS
AND GUYS WHO SELL THINGS
ON TELEVISION.
AND THE MAYOR
AND SOME OPERA SINGERS.
WHAT YOU GONNA DO NEXT,
WALTER ?
WHAT AM I GONNA DO NEXT ?
WHAT AM I GONNA DO NEXT ?
I GOTTA DO SOMETHING
BEFORE THEY FORGET.
I KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE
TO BE IGNORED.
WHO ARE YOU ?
WHAT DO YOU WANT ?
LIFE IS AN OBSCURE HOBO,
BUMMING A RIDE
ON THE OMNIBUS OF ART.
HUH ?
WHAT DID YOU SAY ?
WHAT IS NOT CREATION
IS GRAHAM CRACKERS.
LET THEM ALL CRUMBLE
TO FEED THE CREATOR.
OH, BEAT IT.
YOU MUST BE NUTS.
NO ! NO !
NO !
HELLO, LEONARD.
BEAUTIFUL MORNING,
ISN'T IT ?
WAS. WHAT'S THAT
YOU GOT IN THE BOX ?
JUST WAIT TILL
YOU SEE THIS.
[ Man ]
EXTRA ! EXTRA !
HORRIBLE MURDER
IN FURNITURE FACTORY.
READ ABOUT THE MAN
WHO GOT CUT IN HALF.
EXTRA ! EXTRA !
POLICE CAN ONLY FIND
PART OF HIM.
LEONARD.
WHAT'S THE MATTER,
LEONARD ?
YOU MADE A BUST.
YEAH.
ISN'T IT WONDERFUL ?
WHAT'S THE MATTER,
LEONARD ?
PUT IT DOWN, WALTER.
PLEASE.
WALTER.
WALTER, LISTEN TO ME
CAREFULLY.
I DON'T WANT YOU TO MAKE
ANY MORE STATUES.
DO YOU UNDERSTAND ?
NO MORE STATUES.
WELL, WHY NOT ?
I GOTTA MAKE STATUES,
LEONARD.
YOU HEARD BROCK.
THEY WANT ME
TO MAKE THEM.
IF I STOP MAKIN' THEM,
I'LL JUST BE A BUSBOY AGAIN.
BROCK.
HE'S BEHIND ALL OF THIS
WITH HIS STUPID, BITTER POETRY.
LISTEN.
YOU'VE GOT TO STOP
AND RIGHT AWAY.
I'M BEGINNING
TO FEEL RESPONSIBLE.
WHY ?
WHAT DID YOU DO ?
NEVER MIND.
WALTER, I'VE DECIDED
TO HAVE THAT SHOW FOR YOU
RIGHT AWAY.
YES. WHEN CARLA COMES,
WE'LL HAVE HER WORK UP
SOME NICE INVITATIONS.
WE'LL HAVE THEM
PRINTED UP.
WE'LL INVITE THE CRITICS
AND THE ART COLLECTORS.
WE'LL TELL THEM.
WELL, I DON'T SEE
WHY WE CAN'T GO.
MR. LEONARD De SANTIS
IS AFRAID TO HAVE YOU COME.
YOU, WHO BUY HIS COFFEE
AND LURE HIS TOURISTS.
YOU, WHO ARE THE HEART
AND SOUL AND MEAT
OF THE YELLOW DOOR.
HE'S SLIGHTED YOU.
DID YOU GET
AN INVITATION ?
I DID NOT.
BUT I'M GOING ANYWAY.
NOT TO DRINK HIS CHAMPAGNE,
BUT TO SEE WALTER'S TRIUMPH.
AFTER THAT,
WE GO NO MORE.
HI, MAXWELL.
I WON'T SAY,
"GOOD LUCK," WALTER.
WHY NOT ?
IT WOULD IMPLY THAT
YOU COULD NOT SUCCEED
ON YOUR ABILITY ALONE.
YOU LOOK SO HANDSOME.
I DO ?
SO DO YOU.
I MEAN,
YOU LOOK SO PRETTY.
THANK YOU.
ARE YOU READY ?
WE'VE GOT PLENTY
OF TIME.
I KNOW, BUT I WANTED
TO TALK TO YOU.
OKAY. WE CAN GO NOW
IF YOU LIKE.
BYE.
LATER, MAN, LATER.
SWING.
MAN, WHY DO YOU SUPPOSE
WALTER WANTS TO GET HER ALONE ?
DO YOU SUPPOSE HE COULD BE
PHYSICALLY ATTRACTED
TO HER ?
NO, MAN.
HE AIN'T THE TYPE.
HE DON'T GET ENOUGH
VITAMIN "E."
MAXWELL GAVE HIM A BOTTLE
OF WHEAT GERM OIL ONCE.
MAYBE HE JUST STARTED
TAKING IT.
WHAT DID YOU WANT
TO TALK TO ME ABOUT,
WALTER ?
WELL, WHAT KIND OF PEOPLE
DO YOU LIKE, CARLA ?
OH, THINKING PEOPLE.
ARTISTIC PEOPLE,
I GUESS.
YOU THINK
I'M ARTISTIC ?
OF COURSE I DO.
THAT MEANS
YOU LIKE ME.
I LIKE YOU VERY MUCH,
WALTER.
I THOUGHT YOU DID,
ON ACCOUNT HOW YOU
KISSED ME THE OTHER NIGHT.
OH, THAT WAS FOR
YOUR SCULPTURE OF THE GIRL.
YOUR "NUDE IN THE CHAIR."
CARLA,
I'VE BEEN ALONE
FOR A LONG TIME,
AND I KNOW YOU BEEN ALONE
'CAUSE YOU NEVER SEEM
TO GO OUT WITH ANYBODY,
EVEN THOUGH LEONARD'S
ALWAYS ASKING YOU
TO GO OUT WITH HIM.
AND I JUST--
WHAT ARE YOU
TRYING TO SAY ?
CARLA,
I DON'T WANT TO MAKE
STATUES ANYMORE.
I WANNA GET MARRIED...
TO YOU.
HOW LONG HAVE YOU
BEEN THINKING ABOUT THIS,
WALTER ?
OH, FOR--
FOR A LONG TIME.
EVER SINCE
YOU FIRST CAME TO WORK
AT THE CLUB.
YOU WERE THE ONLY ONE
WHO WAS EVER NICE TO ME.
I DIDN'T KNOW
YOU LOVED ME
UNTIL YOU KISSED ME.
WALTER,
I DO LIKE YOU,
AND I DID KISS YOU,
BUT THAT WAS
BECAUSE OF YOUR WORK.
THERE'S MORE TO BEING
IN LOVE WITH SOMEONE
THAN JUST THAT.
YOU MEAN
YOU DON'T LOVE ME ?
I'M AFRAID
THAT'S WHAT I MEAN.
BUT--
BUT YOU GOTTA LOVE ME.
WHY DO YOU THINK I MADE
THAT STATUE OF ALICE ?
WALTER,
I'M SORRY, BUT--
YOU JUST CAN'T BE SORRY.
I WANNA MARRY YOU.
NOW, CALM DOWN, WALTER,
AND LET'S GO IN THERE,
AND THEN MAYBE
WHEN THE SHOW'S OVER,
WE CAN TALK ABOUT IT SOME MORE.
WELL, I DON'T WANNA
TALK ABOUT IT.
I GET IT.
I SEE
THE WHOLE THING NOW.
NOBODY KNOWS THAT
WALTER PAISLEY IS BORN.
CARLA,
WILL YOU DO
ONE FAVOR FOR ME ?
JUST ABOUT ANYTHING,
WALTER.
WOULD YOU LET ME
MAKE A STATUE OF YOU ?
WOULD YOU
REALLY LIKE TO ?
THAT WOULD MAKE ME
VERY HAPPY.
OKAY.
TONIGHT.
I'LL MAKE A STATUE
OF YOU TONIGHT, OKAY ?
COME ON.
WALTER ?
NO, THANKS.
THIS COULD BRING ABOUT
A RETURN TO REALISM.
YES,
A ONE-MAN RETURN.
WE HAVE
MANY ARTISTS ABOUT
BUT NO CRAFTSMEN.
THIS MAN KNOWS
HIS ANATOMY.
I'D GIVE 1,500
FOR THIS.
AFTER YOU READ MY REVIEW,
IT'LL PROBABLY COST YOU
FIVE THOUSAND.
SO, WHAT'S THE TROUBLE ?
WHY SHOULD YOU
BE SO DEPRESSED ?
HAVE YOU HEARD THE THINGS
THEY'RE SAYING ?
YOU CAN MAKE 25,000
ON THESE PIECES ALONE.
I THOUGHT
YOU PUT MONEY DOWN.
I DO, BUT 25 THOU ?
LEAVE ME ALONE.
OUT !
MAN, WE HAVE COME
TO MAKE THE SCENE.
HOW ABOUT
SOME CAPPUCCINO, MAN ?
WE GOT THE BREAD.
WE'RE NOT OPEN FOR BUSINESS.
THIS IS AN ART EXHIBIT.
NO BUMS.
GET OUT !
THAT ART
IS A BUM, MAN.
YEAH, AND HE'S SOBER.
THAT'S HIS PROBLEM.
ALL RIGHT, MAN.
WE'LL WAIT OUTSIDE.
YEAH,
YOU WAIT OUTSIDE.
WHERE YOU GOIN', CARLA ?
WHAT'S THE MATTER ?
WALTER, THERE'S A BODY
INSIDE THAT STATUE.
OH. OH, THAT'S ALICE.
IT'S ALL RIGHT, CARLA.
MAXWELL SAYS
IT'S ALL RIGHT.
"LET THEM BECOME
CLAY IN HIS HANDS
THAT HE MIGHT MOLD THEM."
WALTER,
YOU STAY AWAY FROM ME.
DON'T YOU SEE, CARLA ?
I MADE THEM IMMORTAL.
DON'T YOU SEE ?
I CAN DO THE SAME
FOR YOU.
[ Screams ]
CALL VALDEZ.
HAVE HIM SEND ME SOME CARS.
I'M GOING AFTER PAISLEY.
I'M GOING WITH YOU.
HEY, MAN,
WHAT IS THE SCORE ?
WALTER PAISLEY'S
A MURDERER.
MAN, I SAW HIM
CHASING CARLA
DOWN THE STREET.
[ Lou's Voice ]
WALTER.
WHAT WAS THAT ?
NOBODY KNOWS I'M HERE.
WALTER.
NO. HE COULDN'T KNOW.
THEY'RE DEAD.
HOW COULD THEY KNOW ?
DID YOU SEE HIM ?
[ Alice's Voice ]
HE'S HIDING AROUND HERE
SOMEPLACE.
[ Lou's Voice ]
HE CAN'T HIDE JUST BECAUSE
WE'RE IN CLAY AND HE ISN'T.
[ Alice's Voice ]
WALTER, GO HOME.
[ Lou's Voice ]
HE WON'T KNOW
WHERE ELSE TO GO.
[ Alice's Voice ]
WALTER, GO HOME.
WHERE IS HE ?
[ Cat Screeches ]
WHAT'S THE MATTER
WITH YOU ?
[ Lou's Voice ]
WALTER.
WALTER.
WE'LL FIND HIM.
[ Alice's Voice ]
WE'LL HAVE HIM SOON, LOU.
[ Lou's Voice ]
WE'LL TEACH HIM
HE CAN'T MURDER US...
AND GET AWAY WITH IT,
WON'T WE ?
[ Lou's Voice ]
WALTER.
[ Lou's Voice ]
WALTER.
WHAT YOU GONNA DO NOW,
WALTER ?
I'LL HIDE WHERE
THEY'LL NEVER FIND ME.
THERE'S HIS ROOM.
HE'S GONE CRAZY.
PAISLEY !
PAISLEY, OPEN UP !
PAISLEY !
[ Matthew ]
I SUPPOSE HE WOULD HAVE
CALLED IT "HANGING MAN."
HIS GREATEST WORK.