Saturday Night at the Baths (1975) - full transcript

A musician from Montana finds work and other things at The Continental Baths in New York City, 1974.

[music playing]

Hey!

Morning, Steve.

STEVE: Good mornin'.

Hey, I heard it

was a nice day, huh?

STEVE: That remains to be seen.

[dance music playing]

MAN: I hope I'm the first

one here-- [inaudible]

here on the S train.

You know, there's

no [inaudible].

Hey are you guys that are

looking for the accompaniment.

That bag upstairs told

me to come down here.

That bag upstairs is my lover.

That's just an expression.

OK, you play piano?

Play piano?

Hey, you guys can

be straight with me.

What do you mean straight?

You don't have to use any of

that fancy stuff around me.

It's cool.

-What do you mean cool?

It's cool.

I've been around.

I've been around a long time.

It looks like it.

It shows, huh?

So it does.

Wanna check out the

merchandise, right?

Merchandise.

Yeah, but I tell you right now.

I don't go down.

And I don't go for no whips, OK?

I guess [inaudible]

know right up front.

Look, Spartacus,

we really don't

have to see what you look like.

Your magnificence shows through.

Unfortunately, we've

hired a priest who's

left the cloth this morning.

And I also play

a terrific piano.

I know that.

Oh, that's a good way

to start my career.

You have to start somewhere.

Continental baths.

[inaudible].

It's very famous.

Oh yeah?

Oh, famous for what?

Decadence.

[music playing]

Hi, there.

You must be here

for the audition.

Yes, I am.

[gasps] I just knew it!

You all look so, so, so

sensitive and these hands!

I can just see scads

of lovely little notes

leaping from those long,

soft creative fingers!

[inaudible].

Do you work here?

Well, you might say that, but

when I meet someone like you,

it's pure pleasure.

And I just love artistic hands!

Can I have my-- my

hands back, please?

I need them to play!

I love to play.

The piano!

Are you here to play piano?

Yes.

Good luck, dear.

And if they don't

want you, I do.

Just rap on room 346.

But be gentle.

[piano music playing]

Is that the kind of thing you

mean, like modern popular night

clubbing?

MAN: Yeah, yeah, that's it.

Play it.

Oh good.

Play "September Song."

[music - "september song"]

WOMAN: Oh darling,

that's lovely.

Can you play "Love Story"?

Play "Love is Blue."

Bitch.

[piano music playing]

OK, what'd you

say your name was?

Uh, Micheal Lawrence.

Michael Lawrence.

Yeah.

Congratulations.

Scotti!

Scotti's my manager.

He's gonna work out the

details with you, OK?

OK.

Michael , am I

glad to meet you.

The job pays $150 for the show.

Is that OK with you?

Terrific!

That's great.

But that includes

two rehearsals.

-Fine.

-Fabulous.

Let's go over here and talk.

OK, Michael.

This is the rest of your music.

I suppose you've

worked in enough clubs

to know what to do.

By the way, where

have you played?

Uh, a couple of places.

Any place in particular?

I'm from Montana and I've only

been in New York a few months.

You should have no

trouble handling the show.

OK.

I hope so.

What time's rehearsal?

11 AM sharp.

Wait a minute.

I didn't get your

name and address.

Oh, right.

Michael Lawrence,

L-A-W-R-E-N-C-E. Uh, 989-4720.

110 South Houston Street.

Fantastic.

You live in SoHo.

Yeah.

A friend of mine is

opening up a gallery

in your neighborhood tonight.

Drop by.

Well.

You'll meet some very

interesting people

and it'll give us a chance to,

uh, get to know each other.

Well, if I can, you know.

No matter.

If you're busy, you're busy.

Say, I get off work

in a half hour.

If you can, uh, stick

around, maybe we

can grab a bite to eat.

No, listen--

There's this fantastic

Italian place--

My old lady's

expecting me home.

Your old lady?

You live with your

mother? [chuckles]

No, a woman.

Tracy.

Tracy's her name.

So you live with a girl.

Yeah.

Are you lovers

or just roommates?

No, mates.

Are you married?

MICHAEL: No.

So you're not really gay.

No, I'm not.

Could-- could I have some water?

Sure.

Michael, let me ask

you this right out.

Thank you.

Have you ever made

love with a man?

What?

Have you ever had

sex with a man?

Well, um, sure.

You know, when I was younger.

What do you mean younger?

Well, I had a-- listen,

man, I'd really rather

not talk about it right now.

OK, OK, that's cool.

Do I still have the job?

Are you kidding?

What does sex have to do

with your playing the piano?

Nothing, I hope.

Here nobody forces

anybody do anything, OK?

Don't let the place

get you uptight.

Nobody's going to attack you.

It's just this place

is very strange.

Montana's my idea of a

strange place, Michael.

Yeah, OK, but it doesn't

have all of these lights

and mirrors and waterfall and--

Queers?

Yeah.

We call them fags in this city.

I guess that's kind of silly.

Hey, look.

You and I have to work together.

I'm in the show too.

I'm the MC.

Oh yeah?

You can still play the piano.

Hey, listen.

I'm always able

to play the piano.

Then I know you'll be great.

Thank you.

Don't thank me.

I needed a piano player.

Oh, listen.

In case you can make that

party, it's at 140 South Houston

Street around 10 o'clock.

Bring Tracy.

I think I'd like to meet her.

OK, maybe I will.

See you later.

Bye.

TRACY: Hi, Michael!

Mm, hey, baby!

TRACY: How'd it go?

What?

The audition!

Oh, it was interesting.

Did you get the job?

You did, didn't you?

Yeah, I did!

Oh, I knew it!

How much?

150 big ones!

Oh, terrific.

You can pay your

half of the rent.

Oh, wonderful.

That makes working with

fags kinda worth it.

Oh, Michael.

Don't be so negative.

You know, a lot of important

people go to the baths.

You [inaudible] and there.

Yeah, it's got to be

different Saturday night.

Yeah, it will be.

I'll be there.

Oh, that'll be nice.

You don't mind?

It won't [inaudible].

No, no.

It'll make me feel

better if you are there.

Why's that?

Well, I don't want to have any

more to do with those people

than I have to.

What's so bad about them?

They're fags.

What could be worse than that?

Michael!

Well, you know, they keep

looking at me, coming onto me,

and making me feel like a woman.

Oh yeah, do they grab ya?

Well, as a matter of fact,

the manager made a pass at me.

He's got great taste.

Well, that's true.

You can't blame him for trying.

You have the wavy blond hair.

Mm.

And those blue eyes.

In fact, I think I want to

get it on with you myself.

Yeah?

[chuckles] Listen, seriously.

How can I get them to

stop coming onto me?

I think it's a matter of vibes.

You might not be sending

out the right signal.

What the hell does that mean?

What's the matter?

I tell you I'm

a little nervous,

and the next thing I know you're

telling me I'm a closet queen.

TRACY: I did not say that.

OK, now let me go.

You're not getting up.

Hey, let me go!

Uh-uh.

Not letting you up.

What-- you don't

think I can break out.

What's the magic word?

I don't fuck with ladies.

That's the magic word.

[laughs]

Come on, let go.

No. [laughs] Michael, Michael!

[laughs]

(GERMAN ACCENT) I

fix the [inaudible].

[laughs]

(GERMAN ACCENT) You

are secure now, huh?

Yeah, I love it.

(GERMAN ACCENT) You--

I got myself a fraulein.

You know, I am not

really a sheik.

My name is Fritz.

I am hiding out

here in the desert.

And you know, I am going

to make you say "uncle.

No, you're not.

(GERMAN ACCENT) Yeah,

you will say "uncle."

No, I won't.

(GERMAN ACCENT) Yeah,

you will say "uncle."

[laughs]

Mmm.

-(GERMAN ACCENT) Uncle?

-No.

(GERMAN ACCENT) No?

TRACY: [laughs]

(SINGING) When you [inaudible].

Uncle?

TRACY: No!

(GERMAN ACCENT) And

are you going to run?

I'll pelt you all

over your body.

You will say uncle.

Uncle.

Uncle!

(GERMAN ACCENT) Uncle?

Cousin?

-Cousin.

(GERMAN ACCENT) Ah.

Say "yeah"?

Yeah.

[laughs] Mmm.

[inaudible]

[gasps] Allah be praised.

The great gate!

[laughter]

But I know why why they

were coming onto you.

Why's that?

They probably heard

how good you are in bed.

You've been writing on

bathroom walls again?

Nope.

Subway.

[laughs] "Michael Lawrence is a

great lay" in fluorescent pink

is roaring up Broadway

right this moment.

[laughs]

Hey.

Hmm?

Tell me about the manager

that's coming onto you.

Oh my dear [inaudible]

is four inches long

and the sequin dress and here

all the way to his waist.

[laughs]

He's really faggoty, huh?

No.

Actually he was-- he

was a nice looking guy.

Had on jeans and cowboy boots.

He looked Chris from Montana.

He doesn't sound so bad.

No, he wasn't.

He was the straightest

looking dude there.

Matter of fact,

I'd never known he

was gay except

there was something

in the way he kissed me.

-What was his name?

-Deborah.

[laughter]

No, Scotti.

Oh, by the way.

He told me there's a party

right down the street tonight.

-Oh yeah, party?

-Mhm.

Let's go.

OK.

Can I go?

Oh sure.

He said he'd to meet you.

Well, I'd like to meet him too.

OK, I'll take you

under one condition.

What's that?

We've got to

behave like adults.

Of course.

Ready?

Sure.

Hop on.

MAN: First he takes

off his leather

boots, plastic, Naugahyde.

MAN: Yeah.

MAN: Then he doubles his price.

MAN: Yeah.

Well?

MAN: Well, what?

Then he sanded it down and

painted it henkeek yellow.

MAN: How'd it look?

MAN: Beautiful, and old.

Yeah, they're weird, but I

think I know what he's after.

I know what he's after.

What's that?

A quick buck. [laughs]

Good Lord, look at that.

How could anybody do

that to their bodies?

Oh, here comes the

manager [inaudible].

Hey, Michael.

Really glad you could make it.

This must be Tracy.

-Hi.

Don't say a word

about the pictures.

This is the photographer, Bruce.

-Hello.

It's Michael.

Hi, Bruce.

Hi, Michael.

Hi, Bruce.

Tracy, how are you?

Love your photographs.

Thank you very much.

It's a real hassle, putting

a show like this together.

I know.

I've been through it myself.

I barely make the punch myself.

Oh, it's delicious.

-Hey, you like it?

-Yeah.

-Why don't you have some more?

-[inaudible]?

-Yes, love it.

-Bruce, let me get you a drink.

OK.

A really good thing did

come out of it, though.

What's that?

My agent found

a publisher who's

willing to put a book together.

That's great.

My agent hasn't done

anything for me in ages.

Hi, Scotti.

Hiya, kids.

Well, he was 200

pounds of dynamite.

[inaudible].

You like that, huh?

Mm.

Very nice.

Tracy's lovely.

Oh, thank you.

They're not even sexual.

I don't think sexuality

is their objective.

How do you like Bruce's work.

It's all right.

Do you like it?

With reservations.

I think I know what you mean.

Hey, Scotti, can

I speak to you?

It's kind of important.

-Sure.

I'm sorry, Michael.

Excuse us.

No problem.

WOMAN: Do you honestly

think arms go with punch?

Anybody that spends that much

time developing their body

can't be productive.

WOMAN: Productivity is

socially subjective.

MAN: Any [inaudible] like

that can [inaudible].

WOMAN: Can't the word

"sexuality" [inaudible].

Did you look at him? [laughs]

What's wrong with him?

It's kind of obvious, isn't it?

Well, it's not obvious to me.

Hey, baby, I want to go home.

Hmm?

Oh, don't you want to

stay for a few minutes?

No, I've got a lot of practice

I need to do [inaudible].

Would you mind if I do?

No.

OK.

I'll see you there.

I'll say goodbye

to Scotti for you.

OK.

So long, Michael.

You're not a Virgo.

Right.

And you're not a Capricorn?

Uh-uh.

Taurus?

There's a guy over here

wants to write you a check.

[laughter]

Oh, thank you.

I'll get right over there.

Did you study

photography at Oberlin?

Well, I did-- I

started out as a hobby,

but, um, how'd you

know I went to Oberlin?

Michael told me.

Oh.

By the way, you two

make a beautiful couple.

Oh, thanks, the Bobbsey twins.

Is, uh, marriage in the cards?

--[laughs] Only if my

mother [inaudible].

SCOTTI: [laughs] How

about another drink?

TRACY: No thanks.

I forgot to eat dinner.

SCOTTI: How could you

forget to eat dinner?

TRACY: Because Michael

and I were celebrating

because he got the job.

Oh you were celebrating.

[laughter]

I'm the one that

should be celebrating.

I needed a piano player.

Oh, well, he

won't let you down.

I see.

They were Michael's

favorites too.

He'll be here in a second.

-He's got great taste.

-Mhm.

Hi, Scotti.

Haven't seen you in a while.

It's been a long time, Eva.

Tracy, this is Judith and Eva.

Hi.

What do you do, Tracy?

I'm a photographer.

Oh, Judith and I are models.

We could use some new material.

Would you like to take us?

Sure.

I'd love to.

Tonight?

Well--

[laughs] Sorry, dears.

I'm taking her home tonight.

Oh, well good luck.

Good night, Tracy.

Good night.

Good night, ladies.

Scotti, I've got to go home.

Because if I drink any more,

you're gonna have to carry me.

You may have to carry

me home at this point.

No, no, no.

It's only a couple of blocks.

I'll crawl.

Oh, far out.

I can use the fresh air.

I haven't talked

to a woman in ages.

Oh, [inaudible].

Uh, no. [inaudible].

Uh.

Do you know what

it means to share?

[laughs]

No, but I think it's the guy.

[laughter]

You better [inaudible].

It's from Alabama.

Far out.

See this, one,

two, three, four--

425.

You know how many there are?

Uh-huh.

I live here.

Oh, oh you live here?

-Yes.

-Oh.

We're here.

Yep, you want to come up?

[piano music playing]

That was great!

Thank you.

Guess who I brought home!

I see.

Hi, Scotti.

How you doing, Michael?

Why, I-- I think I'm gonna go

see if there's anything to eat.

--[laughs] Well, how

'bout some eggs?

That sounds great.

TRACY: OK!

I just wanted to see that Tracy

got home all right, you know?

Yeah, it looks

like she needs it.

Thank you.

TRACY: How 'bout omelets?

I'll have a western!

TRACY: [laughs]

Uh, sit down, Scotti.

Thank you, Michael.

Would you like some wine?

Oh, great.

Excuse me.

Sure.

Say, where's the bathroom?

Right here.

Oh, far out.

What'd you bring him here for?

Fill 'er up.

[laughs] Who?

Scotti

Oh, Michael, he's so nice.

He's too nice, you slut.

SCOTTI: Hey, you guys

talking about me in there?

Yep.

Oh, no, just getting the wine.

SCOTTI: You need any help?

No, that's, uh, all right.

Did you really get this

piano for $50, Michael?

Yeah, I really did.

It was a bitch getting

in here, though.

I'll tell ya.

I can imagine.

You play?

I thought I did

until I heard you.

Well, I've been at it

for 15 years [inaudible].

Have you ever played

"The Gape" before?

--[chuckles] Uh, as

matter of fact, I

played it for recital one time.

Far out.

I knew nobody could

sight read that piece.

Ready on the eggs.

So [inaudible].

[chuckles]

These eggs look great.

[laughter]

Thanks I made them myself.

Hey, Scotti, how'd you

get started at the baths?

Well, I met Steve and his wife

one summer out on Fire Island.

Steve's married?

Yeah, he has two children.

Really?

Yeah, quite a few of the

guys at the baths are married.

No kidding.

Well, listen, what do their

wives feel about that?

What do you mean?

What do I mean?

Well--

[laughs]

Don't they-- don't they care?

I really don't suppose

they know, Michael.

Oh, come on, Scotti.

How could they not know?

A lot of guys have mistresses

without their wives knowing.

OK, man, that's a

different thing, you know?

Oh I suppose you're

right, Michael.

You know, as soon as you've

had a gay experience,

it's impossible to

function with women.

--[laughs] Honey,

that's ridiculous.

Have some more wine.

Sure.

You need it.

[laughs] Hey, me too!

Jesus, I've got

a lot of catching

up with you guys to do, huh?

That's OK, Michael.

I've got the ketchup.

[laughter]

Hey, let's get rid

of these plates.

Yeah, let's get

away from these eggs.

TRACY: Ketchup for-- I get it!

[laughs]

Bless her heart.

Hey, Michael?

Hmm?

You know, you should've

stayed at the gallery.

Why's that?

Because the two brunettes.

Yes.

Well, they wanted

to take me home.

Only-- only Scotti

brought me here instead.

Wait a minute, they were gay?

[laughter]

They were women.

[laughter]

How much did you

pay for that, Scotti?

[laughs] What--

what were they like?

Hey.

I don't know.

I didn't get to find out.

[laughter]

They're not to be believed.

You know 'em?

Sure I know 'em.

[laughs]

Wait.

What?

What?

You want their number?

You got it?

[laughs]

I've got it.

You gonna hold that

all day, or you--

I'm sorry.

I got it.

I meant I've got the number.

Who cares?

Scotti, how do you know them?

Huh?

Well, it's a long story.

Oh, I want to hear it!

Oh, once upon a time-- no.

[laughs] Seriously.

Not too long ago, a friend

of mine gave me a call

and invited me

over to his place.

This is an invitation

that I don't turn down,

because every time

I go over there,

there's always something

different happening.

So I arrive.

Never says a word to me,

just smiles, leads me in.

I'm in the living room,

and before my eyes,

those two brunettes

are making love right

in the middle of the floor.

They were so involved, the

lovemaking was so passionate,

that he'd probably been

there and split and seen me

at the door and

gone back, and they

didn't even know he'd split.

The feeling was incredible.

The pull was so intense

that from the moment

I walked into his

place, I was involved.

I mean, I had to become

part of the situation.

There was no way out.

He just sort of left me

there, like to watch,

which was more than

I could handle.

Before I knew it, we were

all involved, a unity,

you know, four people, but

in union with one another.

It was-- I don't know

how to describe it.

It was like, uh,

those rare moments

when with strangers

passion mingles

with love and trust, Michael.

You know?

Scotti.

Yeah?

Uh.

I don't, uh, I don't think

I can handle this right now.

That's OK, Michael, really.

I understand.

I have to go anyway.

Yeah, I really do.

OK.

Good night, Tracy.

Thank you.

Yeah.

Uh, see you tomorrow.

11, right?

Yeah.

Hey, I hope everything

is all right.

Oh, it's all right.

OK.

I'll see you later.

Good night, man.

Michael?

Michael?

Time to wake up.

[sighs]

You up?

Mm.

What time is it?

9:20.

[inaudible].

[sighs]

Hey, I got a terrific idea.

Huh?

I want French toast.

Good.

Call me when they're ready.

[yawns]

[dance music playing]

Steve!

What?

Can you close it here

for a second, please?

How you doing, Michael?

Listen, please forgive me.

I'm a little caught up.

Look, there's a problem

I've got to straighten out

with-- there's a problem

I've got to straighten

out with Judy Garland.

Can you entertain Michael

for a few minutes?

Sure, why not?

Thank you, Steve.

Dennis.

Hello.

Dennis and [inaudible].

Dennis, I want you

to meet Michael.

Hi.

How are you?

I heard you yesterday.

You really play good.

Thank you.

Scotti tells me

you're straight.

I guess I am.

That sounds promising.

Dennis never met anybody

that was straight.

If he did, I think it

would destroy his ego.

Honey.

Yeah?

They were all straight

until they met me.

Isn't that true, Steve?

Oh.

Uh, the dancers are all beat.

Can we take a break?

What?

Can we take a break, Steve?

The dancers are beat.

So, go ahead.

Michael.

Michael, have you

ever seen the dance?

I guess not.

Scotti, why don't

you take him around.

Do you want to see it?

I think he should.

Love to.

I'll hold your [inaudible].

OK.

Far out.

I think you're gonna find

this very interesting.

Fascinating.

SCOTTI: What doesn't

appeal to you?

MICHAEL: Voyeuristically,

it's a terrific thing

to write home about.

[laughter]

SCOTTI: I had my whole family

here a couple of times.

MICHAEL: Are you kidding?

SCOTTI: No, it was outrageous.

It was outrageous.

MICHAEL: Do they

know you're, uh--

SCOTTI: I mean, yeah,

they're very proud that I'm

a manager, as a matter of fact.

MICHAEL: [laughs]

SCOTTI: But, uh.

MICHAEL: It must be

a relief to have,

you know, a place to come

where you don't have to worry

about your cover being blown.

You know what I mean?

SCOTTI: It is, [inaudible]

your only cover is your towel.

MICHAEL: [laughs] Are there

any air ducts you walk over

they go [inaudible]. [laughs]

SCOTTI: Yes.

[laughter]

MICHAEL: Uh, would you mind

pointing them out to me?

The air ducts?

SCOTTI: Yeah, as soon

you get into a towel,

I'll walk you across one.

[laughter]

By the way, if you see a few

people cruise you around here,

you really can't blame them.

That doesn't get you

uptight, does it?

What are you doing

for lunch today?

MICHAEL: Oh, I told

Tracy to meet me.

We thought we'd try that

place around the corner.

SCOTTI: Terrific.

That's one of my

favorite places.

Why don't you be

my guests today?

[piano music playing]

[woman singing]

That was perfect!

Really?

Think you can do

that at the show?

If you can sing it like

that, I can play it.

Ah, you're gonna be

so easy to work with.

Thank you.

That was beautiful.

Come on, let's go to lunch.

Gee, I'd like to, but I can't.

Come on, Michael, let's go.

Sure, why not?

Great.

[dance music playing]

So why don't you guys come

out to the game tonight?

What game?

The football game.

Continental Bath is playing

the New York City Athletic Club.

Get out!

No, we really are.

Do you mean that

the Continental

Bath has a football team?

Yes.

And you're probably captain.

Who's [inaudible]?

Oh, I don't know if

you've ever heard of him,

Judy Garland, Dianna Ross.

I've heard.

Shirley [inaudible].

[inaudible]

And Michael's

playing [inaudible].

[indiscernible chatter]

They've got a shaving area.

And in the shaving area

is the water cooler,

you know, with a tank

on top, big bottle.

Filled with red mouthwash.

TRACY: [laughs]

SCOTTI: No, no,

that's not mouthwash.

MICHAEL: What?

SCOTTI: That's [inaudible].

[laughter]

MICHAEL: Disco and

jukebox, and the guys

are there all-- what

24 hours a day, right?

Hey, you guys are

coming, I hope.

You bet.

Aren't we?

I guess so.

TRACY: Hey!

SCOTTI: Do you like football?

MICHAEL: Sure.

I hate it.

It's gonna be a great game.

[indiscernible chatter]

Geez.

[band music playing]

[cheering]

[interposing voices]

MAN: Fuck you, man,

I'm going home.

MAN: Hey, you think you

can handle that, Frank?

[interposing voices]

[kissing sounds]

[cheering]

Hike!

[grunting]

MAN: Come on, come on, baby.

All right, now come on.

[clapping]

MAN: Hike!

[laughter]

(SINGING) I've got music.

I've got my man, who could

ask for anything more?

Two, three, mwah!

[cheering]

44, 36, 25, eight,

three, 45, 50!

Go, Scotti, go!

[cheering]

MAN: Get him off me!

How you doing?

We're winning, of

course. [laughs]

I saw my best friends again.

MAN: Yeah, really?

You guys have been

[inaudible] all the time.

MAN: W'ere gonna

show them this time.

Break on three.

Three, three.

MAN: Come on!

MAN: Very private, fellas.

Oh, look how [inaudible].

[laughter]

MAN: Geez.

[interposing voices]

MAN: Who's got my--

[interposing voices]

MAN: You--

[interposing voices]

MAN: Who got him?

MAN: What's wrong with Grace?

MAN: Come on, he's fakin' it.

Oh!

[laughter]

[interposing voices]

Oh, Michael, it looks

like you're gonna play.

Michael.

Hey, hey, come

on, fellas, geez.

[laughs]

[interposing voices]

Now, we're gonna go

down this way, see?

One, two, three, that's it.

That's it.

All right.

Here we go.

Come on.

Come on, come.

Here we go.

All right.

37, 45--

MAN: Oh shit!

MAN: What's that [inaudible]?

[interposing voices]

[cheering]

It was a great game.

You got lucky.

Well, we won.

[laughs]

Yeah, cheating.

That's not fair.

That is the sweetest

team in the world.

The fastest kissers

on the block.

You bet.

Ah, you know, there's a lot

of love in this park too.

You know, the first

time I ever made love

was right here in this place?

Yeah?

Yeah.

What was she like?

It was very beautiful.

What was she like?

It was a he.

Your first time was with a guy?

Uh-huh.

That's why you're not normal.

Normal.

What'd I say?

You don't know?

No, I just said that maybe--

That the most important

experience in his life

turned him into a sick pervert.

Oh, I never said that.

Geez.

Well, what did

you mean by normal?

Normal is normal.

A homosexual is not normal.

Well, he doesn't

seem so twisted to me.

And he's been nothing but

nice to you from the first day

you met him.

Look, OK.

He's been nice to me.

I like him and all of that,

but, uh-- what's the matter?

Well, a guy.

I could never get

close to a guy.

I mean, a woman

is something else.

I just think that

maybe you ought

to open your eyes to

the fact that you could

relate to somebody

like Scotti, somebody--

somebody who can love.

I mean, like you're putting

a-- a label on everything.

And you're saying

society says it's wrong,

so therefore you

go along with it.

And you won't get close to it.

And you won't even open

yourself up to the fact

that this might

be a very honest--

Look, love and friendship

is one thing, man,

but I can-- I like

Scotti, I told you that.

But that's it.

I mean, I could only

like him up to a point.

After that--

-What point?

The sexual, you know, the--

his sexual preferences would

be in the back of my mind.

It would, uh, you know, cut

a relationship off there.

I don't see anything

wrong with that.

TRACY: Look, you don't have

to feel threatened by him.

Just because he's

gay doesn't mean

you have to go to be with him.

You've really got to

think some things over.

I'm gonna go, all right?

[knocking]

Scotti?

Hey.

Hi.

Are you busy?

Sort of, getting

ready for work.

What's up?

Oh, well, I'd like

to talk to you.

Can I come in?

Well, OK.

But I really don't think

there's very much to talk about.

Well, I think there is.

I'd like to apologize.

You really don't have

to apologize, Michael.

Excuse me while I get dressed.

Uh, look, Scotti, about

what I said in the park.

Skip it.

No, I don't want to skip it.

I want you to know that I didn't

mean it the way it sounded.

What was it that

you meant, Michael?

Well, nothing, really.

It's just conditioning.

Bullshit.

Am I really supposed

to believe that you

don't know what you're saying?

No, I know what I'm saying.

It's just it sometimes I-- what

I say isn't really what I feel.

What the fuck does that mean?

Oh, come on, Scotti.

You know what I'm talking about.

How the hell do I know

what you're talking

about when you don't know

what you're talking about--

Look, man, I came

here to apologize.

If you can't take

that, the hell with it.

OK, OK.

Look, I just wanted to

tell you that I realized

what I said was stupid.

We all say stupid things.

But you've got

to realized, man,

where I'm coming from, see.

Where I come from, what

you do with fags is

punch them in the mouth, see?

Oh, does that make

it right, Michael?

No, but-- on an Air

Force base, that's

just the way it is, you know?

Everybody's super butch.

Is that where you're from?

Yeah, yeah.

And you know, everybody

just talks like that.

So I guess I've

always been like that.

Always?

Well, maybe not always.

I remember what I

was 12 I-- I knew

a guy who was a fighter pilot.

His name was Greg,

and he was a lot more

sensitive than the

rest of them, you know.

He used to-- he kind

of befriended me.

Took me up in a

trainer a lot of times,

even let me have the

stick. [chuckles]

Oh, wow, for a

kid, 12 years old,

always wanted to be a pilot.

I mean, and that was it.

Anyway, to make a long story

short, we would play football

and went fishing.

He even taught me how to shoot.

One time we went trout

fishing and hit a flash storm,

came on us.

We got really drenched.

There was a cabin there, but

nobody put any firewood inside.

So we couldn't get a fire

going and couldn't get dry.

We took off all

our clothes though.

And there were a

couple of blankets

and we wrapped up in the

blankets and tried to get warm.

We had a couple

of cans of sterno

so we could make some soup.

And we did, and it was terrific.

But, uh, I still

couldn't get warm,

so, uh, we, uh-- he

started rubbing my hands

and my arm and my back.

It wasn't a sensual-- then

he put his arms around me.

Uh, and that embarrassed me.

Because I mean, I don't think

my father ever-- ever hugged me.

And I got into it.

I really felt terrific.

And I guess I went

to sleep like that.

The next thing I knew, man,

I was flying across the room

and lights were--

flashlights were in my eyes.

And it was my father and a

couple of non-coms with him,

and they grabbed Greg and

was pushing him around

and yelling obscene things.

You know, I mean

they'd-- he flipped out.

Anyway, lesson of the story

is that I learned, you know,

not to-- I learned not to

put hands on other men, see?

Did you love him?

Yeah, I guess I did.

You know, Michael, if it

weren't for your old man,

you'd be normal.

[chuckles]

--[chuckles] Hey, I

really better be going.

Will you walk me downstairs?

Sure.

[inaudible].

Live around here?

Where've you been?

I, uh, went over to Scotti's.

Oh?

Hey, we still friends?

Don't be silly.

You wanna go in?

Yeah.

I'm going to throw up.

--[laughs] Come on, my

dress can't be that bad.

No, it's beautiful.

Aw, thank you.

Can you put this on.

Oh, sure.

Michael!

--[laughs] Well,

you look so sexy.

Hey, I got a great idea.

Why don't we forget

about going tonight

and just stay home

and make love?

OK.

OK?

You talked me into it.

I did?

You did.

You're gonna hate me for this.

But I think I'd really prefer

if you stayed home tonight.

Oh, come on, Michael.

Can you help me put this on.

No, I'm serious.

I think I'd be more comfortable

if you weren't there.

You know what I mean?

No, I don't.

Would you mind terribly?

Yes, I would mind.

Really, why?

Michael, I've been looking

forward to it all week.

I bought a new dress.

I put on my makeup.

Tracy, this is-- I've never

done a gig like this before.

My stomach's doing flips.

I'd be more comfortable if you

weren't there to hear my goofs.

You can understand that, right?

Michael you're gonna be great.

You're just getting

stage fright.

Hey, come on.

You're getting yourself

all worked up over nothing.

Nothing?

Don't tell me what's in my head.

You don't know

what's in my head.

Hey, come on.

I'm all dressed up.

I'm ready to go.

I'm not staying home.

Don't stay home.

Who asked you to stay home?

So now you don't give a damn?

Oh, Tracy, come on.

Don't come on to me.

I honestly can't

believe that you don't

want me to be there tonight.

Tracy, please, not tonight.

Michael, if you need

me, I'll be in my studio.

[dance music playing]

[cheering]

Welcome to the Continental

Bath and House Club.

I'm really glad you

came out tonight

to have a good time with us.

Our middle name is steam,

and we have a really steamy

evening here for you tonight.

We have lots of surprises.

Yeah, that's right, sugar.

And the evening

will go on and on.

Ladies and gentlemen,

can I be heard?

Can everybody

[inaudible] by the pool?

[cheering]

OK.

[piano music playing]

[applause]

The incredible Janie Olivor.

(SINGING) I wanna

be a pretty girl

and have easy kind of love.

Wouldn't have to say much,

wouldn't bend to your touch.

Love would be so free and

easy like a pretty girl.

I want to go home where

there's a peaceful world,

wouldn't have to try hard.

[inaudible]

Hey, man!

Make it easy for me,

like the [inaudible].

Pretty girl.

And have the easy love.

[cheering]

SCOTTI: Ladies and gentlemen, we

have a lineup of stars for you

in tonight's

decadence that would

challenge the galaxy we're in.

Ladies and gentlemen, from

England, Shirley [inaudible].

(SINGING) Morning and

raise a little hell tonight.

I've got the urge to corral

and maybe raise a few brows,

cut lose and pull all the stops.

[clapping]

[caribbean music playing]

[singing in foreign language]

[music playing]

(SINGING) I know-- I know you

must follow the sun wherever it

leads, but remember,

if you should fall

short of your

desires, remember life

holds for you one guarantee.

You'll always have me.

[MUSIC "AIN'T NO MOUNTAIN HIGH

ENOUGH"]

[cheering]

SCOTTI: Ladies and gentlemen,

a very special treat.

The one that got

away, Judy Garland.

[cheering]

(SINGING) You'll feel blue.

You'll feel sad.

You'll miss the bestest

pal you ever had.

There'll come a time,

now don't forget it.

There'll come a time

when you'll regret it.

Oh, baby, think

what you're doing.

My love for you is

gonna drive me to ruin.

After you're gone,

after you've gone, away!

After you've gone and left

me crying, after you've gone,

there's no denying.

SCOTTI: Ladies and

gentlemen, let's

hear it for the entire

cast of [inaudible].

[cheering]

[music playing]

Wow, peace and

quiet, man, nice.

It's a good place to

get away from it all.

Yeah.

Yeah, this isn't lover's lane.

Sort of.

I didn't see Tracy tonight.

I asked her not to come.

You're kidding?

You didn't think she'd

be uptight here, do you?

[laughs] Not Tracy.

Problems?

No.

Huh-uh.

I don't know.

Opening night jitters, I guess.

SCOTTI: Nice, huh?

MICHAEL: Beautiful.

We take ourselves

much too seriously.

That's why it's

all so complicated.

Why don't you tell me

what's really on your mind?

I don't know how.

I think you do.

No, I'm not.

Sure I can't talk

you into staying?

No, thanks.

Uh, Tracy'll be expecting me.

Why don't you give her a call?

Well, the studio's

right on the way home,

so I thought I'd stop by.

You really want to see her.

Yeah, I do.

That's cool.

I can dig that.

Let me throw on a shirt.

I'll walk you

downstairs, Michael.

No, no, Scotti.

That's OK, really.

You sure?

Yeah.

I'm sure.

OK.

I'll see you tomorrow.

OK.

Goodbye.

Bye now.

I'm glad you're here.

Hi.

Is it new stuff?

Old stuff.

How was the show?

It went very well.

You gonna play there next week?

Mhm.

Was a late night.

Yeah, well, Scotti and I

got together afterwards.

Oh?

Where'd you go?

His place.

Anything happen?

Yes.

How-- how does that affect us?

I don't know.

I hope it doesn't.

Let's go home.

[music playing]