MESSENGER:
"All right, which one of these bums gets this telegram?"
MIKE:
"Ohoohoo, fellows, I would like you to meet the general."
MICKY:
"Stand at attention!!"
MESSENGER:
"I ain't no general!!"
MICKY:
"At ease!!"
MESSENGER:
"What's the matter, doesn't he say anything?"
MIKE:
"No, that's Mr. Schneider, he's our advisor."
MESSENGER:
"Which one of you guys is Davy Jones?"
ALL FOUR:
"I am!!"
MESSENGER:
"I've got a wire, collect!"
ALL FOUR (pointing
to the other): "He is!!!"
DAVY:
"I'll take it!!"
MESSENGER:
"Uh, uh!! A buck eighty!!"
MIKE:
"Well Mr. Schneider will pay for it because he's the only one, uh, working!!"
MESSENGER (to
MR. SCHNEIDER): "Well, what do you
say?"
[DAVY just told the guys about the fib he told his grandfather.] MIKE:
"You didn't tell him that!?"
DAVY:
"What are we going to do?"
MICKY:
"What do you mean 'what we're going to do'? It's your problem!!"
DAVY:
"If he finds out that I'm not a success he's going
to take me back to England! I'll have to
leave the group!"
MICKY:
"That's what I said, 'what are we going to do?'"
[MICKY is examining a Rolls Royce, obviously not his.] ROLLS OWNER:
"Young man?!"
MICKY:
"Sir, I've been just examining your car! Do you drive it often?"
ROLLS OWNER:
"Don't drive it, just polish it!!"
MICKY:
"Oh, sir, a Rolls is like a champion athlete!! You've got to keep
it shape!!"
ROLLS OWNER:
"My car is in perfect condition!!"
MICKY:
"Oh, really!?!
[MIKE is looking for a way to dress up as a chef for Davy. He just inquired about the HELP WANTED sign at an Italian restuarant.] RESTAURANT OWNER:
"You make a good-a spaghetti, eh?"
MIKE:
"Oh, man, you wouldn't believe the kind of spaghetti I could make!!"
RESTAURANT OWNER:
"Good, good!! Come on, come on!!
[DAVY is quizzing the others on how to act in their respective roles.] DAVY:
"Micky, as my chauffeur how would you help a lady into the back seat of
a car?"
MICKY:
"As quick as I can!"
DAVY:
"Mike, as my personal chef what will be your three main dishes?"
MIKE:
"Well, ah we'll start off with, with a vichyssoise and we'll move
unto a, a, a ChateauBrigand, and then we go
into a chocolate mouse!"
DAVY:
"You can't cook those dishes!"
MIKE:
"Yeah, I know. I can't say 'em either."
DAVY:
"Peter, as my devoted houseboy what will be your main functions?"
PETER:
"I am born to serve my master, and live only to perform his bidding!"
DAVY:
"Right!! Now get me my comb!!"
PETER:
"Get it yourself!!!"
[DAVY and his GRANDFATHER are waiting for Micky to bring the Rolls Royce around to the front of the airport.] GRANDFATHER:
"Well, you look very well, I must say!!
You seem to be thriving out here in the colonies!!"
DAVY:
"Yes, I have been rather fortunate!!"
TEXAN "TOURIST":
"Hey, are you Davy Jones?"
DAVY:
"Yes!! (to GRANDFATHER) My public."
TEXAN:
"Can I have your autograph?"
DAVY:
"Yes, you can!"
TEXAN:
"Mr. Jones, I just want to tell you that my family
sleeps a little better every night knowin' that
you're
out there singin'. You're a great person!"
DAVY:
"Thank you!"
TEXAN:
"It's wonderful to have you--"
DAVY:
"Thank you!!"
TEXAN:
"Peter's next!
DAVY:
"Okay!"
OLD LADY:
"Excuse me, I'm one of your biggest fans! Sign this, whoever you
are!"
DAVY:
"You look great!!"
OLD LADY:
"You don't look so bad yourself!"
DAVY:
"Fantastic!!"
OLD LADY:
"Watch your hands, sonny!"
DAVY:
"What a performance!!"
OLD LADY:
"Look, I don't want a review, just an autograph!!"
DAVY:
"You're too much!!"
OLD LADY:
"Ooh!!"
GRANDFATHER:
"But Davy, she's not a young lady!!"
OLD LADY:
"You're no chicken yourself, Charlie!!"
[A charming dinner at the Jones' beach house...] GRANDFATHER:
"Oh, that looks very good!!"
CHEF MIKE (serving "dinner"):
"Oh, merci, señor!! (to DAVY) *Listen, we made--*"
DAVY:
"Just serve it, my good man!! I'm starved!!"
CHEF MIKE:
"*But--*"
DAVY:
"That would be all!! Thank you very much!"
[DAVY just found out his serving isn't traditional.] PETER (whispering):
"We could only afford one serving!! Yours is rubber!!"
DAVY (whispering):
"But I'm starved!!"
PETER:
(SHRUG)
DAVY (whispering):
"Is the fruit rubber?!?"
PETER (whispering)<: "No!!!"
DAVY:
(CRUNCH)
PETER (whispering):
"It's plastic!!"
[The dinner has been crashed by an irate, half-naked man.] HALF NEKKID MESSENGER (to MICKY):
"Hey, goldilocks, give me back my suit!!"
GRANDFATHER:
"Who is this?!?"
DAVY:
"Oh, just some nut trying to start a nudist colony!!"
PETER:
"Someone knock, sir?"
(KNOCK ON DOOR)
DAVY (to PETER):
"Forget it!!"
PETER:
"Got to be polite!!"
ROLLS OWNER:
"I've come about my Rolls!!"
PETER:
"Uh, the bakery's next door!!"
[MESSENGER starts to get into DAVY's and his GRANDFATHER's face.] HALF NEKKID MESSENGER:
"You going to sign for this wire?!?
Somebody's got to sign for this wire!!!"
DAVY:
"Just a pushy electrician!!"
GRANDFATHER:
"I thought you said he was a nudist!?!"
[After all it was said and done, Davy has to go back to England.] MIKE:
"You want to know something? Davy did this whole thing for you!
I mean he wanted you to just be proud of him!!
He wanted you
to think he was a success!!"
GRANDFATHER:
"Davy needs a family!! He just can't go on frittering his life away!!"
MIKE:
"Oh, man, be honest!! It's you!! You're not thinking of Davy
at all!
You want him back because you miss him ... you
want him back because you need him!!!"
GRANDFATHER:
"No, that's not true!! I've got a duty ... to guide him!!"
MIKE:
"Sure."
MICKY:
"Ah, he'll be okay."
MIKE:
"Sure he will."
PETER:
"He's better off without us!!"
MIKE(SOBBING):
"Oh, this is ridiculous!! What time does the plane leave?"
MICKY(SOBBING):
"Less than an hour!!"
MIKE:
"Well, well ... he just may never make that plane!!!"
[GRANDFATHER arrived at the airport and is checking in the luggage.  Davy is heading towards the plane ahead of him.] MICKY:
"Is this your luggage, sir?"
GRANDFATHER:
"Aye!!"
MICKY:
"Oh, you seem to be ten pounds underweight!!"
GRANDFATHER:
"Oh is underweight a problem?"
MICKY:
"Oh, my, yes, yes!! Take a lot of starchy foods, potatoes,
chocolate milk that sort of things."
GRANDFATHER:
"Well, you have forgotten this bag!!"
MICKY:
"Oh, you seem to be ten pounds overweight!! Don't worry I'll fix
that!!
Yes, here we are!! Take care of that right
away for you! Here you see!!"
GRANDFATHER:
"But I need all those things!!"
MICKY:
"Oh, dear me, of course how stupid of me!! Take those garments here.
Take those on the plane, and don't let the stewardess
see you, ha-ha!!"
DAVY:
"Where you've been? I thought you'd miss the plane!!"
GRANDFATHER:
"You men, step over here, will you please!! Oh, I won't miss the
plane,
but you will!! Eh, you lads will set back
the aircraft industry a generation!!"
MICKY:
"Our disguises didn't work, huh?"
GRANDFATHER:
"Davy, you've got three loyal friends here,
I know I can leave you safely in their hands!"
DAVY:
"You're going to have a long and lonely trip back."
GRANDFATHER:
"Oh, not necessarily!! (to OLD WOMAN) That's my grandson and
that's his staff. He's quite a star, you
know!! Oh, he's doing very well, yes, he drives a Rolls!!"
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