Script

SIDE 1

BANGLES

Tallulah wants a lemon coke, no ice. Hold the lemon.

BUGSY

Bangles. Tell Blousey I need to see heBugr!

BANGLES

She won't see you, Bugsy. She's mad. She was holding a torch for you higher than the Statue of Liberty.

(BUGSY looks at her as if to say, 'Please?')

Well, I'll see what I can do. But don't count on it.

(BANGLES exits. BUGSY straightens his tie noticing flowers on the table in a vase. He removes them from the vase as BLOUSEY enters.)

SIDE 2

FAT SAM

See, just like normal. That way they won't know we're scared to death... er, I don't mean scared I mean, er... concerned. We buy ourselves a little time. Thinking time, right Knuckles?

(FAT SAM murmers to himself)

Go tell Tallulah we wanna see the new number. We gotta find us someone with some brains, some smarts, a real cerebral type.

KNUCKLES

OK, Boss...

(writing a list)

New number... find brains... Uh, Boss... how do you spell brains?

(KNUCKLES cracks his knuckles as FAT SAM moves to throttle him. They freeze.)

(Lights cross fade to inside the Grand Slam.)

BUGSY

It's all set up, Blousey. Sam'll be down in a minute.

BLOUSEY

I'd better freshen up. I'll be right back.

(TALLULAH has entered.)

TALLULAH

Suddenly everyone wants to be in show business.

BUGSY

Oh, hi, Tallulah.

(TALLULAH is joined by LORETTA, DOTTY, TILLIE and BANGLES.)

GIRLS

Hi, Bugsy.

BUGSY

Hi, Loretta... Dotty... Tillie... Bangles.

KNUCKLES

(entering)

Tallulah, girls, the Boss wants to see your brains. I mean the new number. Pronto.

TALLULAH

OK, girls, get dressed. We gotta number to do.