Doogie Howser, M.D. (1989–1993): Season 2, Episode 6 - Doogie Sings the Blues - full transcript
Doogie admits a homeless man to the hospital who turns out to be Blind Otis Lemon, a legendary blues player long thought to be dead. When Otis is scheduled for surgery to remove a tumor that could possibly leave him deaf, Vinnie and Raymond sneak him out of the hospital for one last gig.
(indistinct chatter)
HEY, MAN, PUT THAT STUFF BACK.
EVERYTHING YOU TOUCH,
YOU GOTTA PAY FOR.
THEY CHARGE YOU $20 FOR
AN ASPIRIN IN THIS PLACE.
WOULD YOU SHUT UP? NOW, I CHECKED
IT OUT. THEY GOT A FREE CLINIC HERE.
HELLO, GENTLEMEN.
I'M DR. HOWSER.
ARE YOU A FULLY
ACCREDITED PHYSICIAN?
YES, I AM.
NO WONDER THIS PLACE IS FREE.
I'M GOING TO NEED
YOUR FULL NAME.
- WELL, THAT'S, UH,
BLIND OTIS LEMON.
- LEMON.
UH, MR. LEMON, I MAY NOT HAVE
MANY YEARS OF MEDICAL EXPERIENCE,
BUT I'M GOING OUT ON A LIMB HERE.
I DON'T THINK YOU'RE BLIND.
WELL, SEE, SEEIN'S GOT
NOTHIN' TO DO WITH IT.
IT'S JUST SOMETHING
THEY CALL ME. PUT IT DOWN.
BLIND OTIS LEMON,
BUT THE APPLE OF A WOMAN'S EYE.
WHY DON'T YOU EXPLAIN
TO ME WHY YOU'RE HERE.
SEE, HE GOT A REAL
BAD SORE ON HIS LEG.
HE SURE DOES. AND IT'S TOO BAD
HE'S NOT HERE TO
TELL YOU FOR HIMSELF.
- WHERE DO YOU LIVE,
MR. LEMON?
- WELL, IT'S UM...
UH, NO FIXED ADDRESS. YOU SEE,
I'M SORT OF IN BETWEEN DOMICILES.
- HE'S HOMELESS.
- HOW MANY TIMES
I GOT TO TELL YOU...
I'M NOT HOMELESS,
I'M JUST HOUSELESS.
YOU HOUSELESS, ALL RIGHT.
YOU'RE ALSO APARTMENT-LESS,
YOU'RE ALSO CONDOMINIUM-LESS,
AND FROM THE RUN-DOWN
LOOK OF IT, YOU'RE ABOUT
TO BE SHOPPING CART-LESS.
WELL, I CAN ALWAYS TRANSPORT MY
STUFF IN YOUR CARDBOARD U-HAUL.
ALL RIGHT, I NEED YOU
TO LIE DOWN FOR ME, SIR.
MR. LEMON?
- OH, YOU GOT TO TALK
ON MY GOOD SIDE.
- I'M SORRY.
UM, YOUR LEG'S INFECTED,
BUT I THINK WE CAN CLEAN IT UP.
HOW LONG HAVE YOU HAD
TROUBLE WITH YOUR HEARING?
WELL, THE RIGHT ONE'S BEEN
GONE AS LONG AS I CAN REMEMBER,
BUT I STILL HEAR PRETTY GOOD OUT OF
THIS ONE EXCEPT FOR A LITTLE RINGING SOUND.
YOU EVER HAVE ANY HEADACHES,
EXPERIENCE ANY DIZZINESS?
WELL, SOMETIMES,
BUT MOSTLY I DO FINE.
UM...
JUST AS A PRECAUTION,
I'D LIKE TO ADMIT YOU
SO WE CAN RUN SOME TESTS, MAYBE
HAVE A SPECIALIST LOOK AT YOUR EAR.
- AT THE SAME TIME,
WE CAN TAKE CARE OF YOUR LEG.
- YOU MEAN, STAY OVERNIGHT?
LOOK, HERE. I DON'T
KNOW. SEE, JOE HERE
IS USELESS WITHOUT ME.
“USELESS”? I'M ON
VACATION WITHOUT HIM.
- RAY.
- YEAH.
- THIS GENTLEMAN WILL BE
JOINING US FOR THE EVENING.
- OKAY, I'LL GET HIM ADMITTED.
“BLIND OTIS LEMON”?
ARE YOU THE BLIND OTIS LEMON?
- YEAH, THAT'S RIGHT.
- OH, THIS IS INCREDIBLE, MAN.
I HAPPEN TO BE ONE
OF YOUR BIGGEST FANS!
- YEAH?
- YEAH!
- WAIT A MINUTE, RAY. YOU KNOW THIS GUY?
- WHAT, ARE YOU KIDDING?
THIS IS BLIND OTIS
LEMON... HE'S GOTTA BE ONE
OF THE GREATEST BLUES
PLAYERS OF ALL TIME!
I USED TO BE ONE
OF THE HIGH-ROLLERS.
- NOW HE'S WITH
THE LOW-ROLLERS.
- OH, COME ON!
THE MAN PRACTICALLY
INVENTED ROCK AND ROLL.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN,
“PRACTICALLY”? I DID.
“ALL THE WAY FROM A TO Z,
ROCK AND ROLL BELONGS TO ME.”
ALL RIGHT! (laughing)
(theme music playing)
SO... SO I TELL HIM, “MITCH,
THERE'S NO WAY A ZIT CAN
GET THAT BIG AND NOT EXPLODE.
YOU BETTER POP THAT SUCKER
BEFORE YOU PUT SOMEBODY'S EYE OUT”"
EXPLODING ZITS ARE RELATIVELY RARE,
BUT SURE, I GUESS IT COULD HAPPEN.
- LUCKY I CAUGHT IT IN TIME.
- HI, MOM.
- HI, MRS. H.
- HI, GUYS.
MOM, HAVE YOU EVER HEARD OF A
BLUES SINGER NAMED BLIND OTIS LEMON?
WELL, SURE. WHEN
I WAS IN COLLEGE,
I USED TO SING ONE OF HIS SONGS.
“I GOT THE DOWN AND DIRTY
CORNBREAD BLUES.”
UH, NO OFFENSE, MRS. H.,
BUT THAT'S LIKE JULIE
ANDREWS SINGING JAMES BROWN.
(imitating Julie Andrews) ♪
PAPA'S GOT A BRAND NEW BAG ♪
(softly) OW!
ANYWAY, TODAY I ADMITTED A GUY
WHO CLAIMED TO BE OTIS LEMON.
ACCORDING TO RAYMOND, THIS
GUY INFLUENCED EVERYONE...
THE BEATLES, ELVIS, THE
ROLLING STONES, STING...
RAYMOND KEPT GOING
ON AND ON AND ON.
NO KIDDING? GUY'S LIKE A
LIVING LEGEND OR SOMETHING?
YEAH... ACCORDING TO RAYMOND,
HE'S THE ORIGINAL
HOOTCHIE-COOTCHIE MAN.
YOU KNOW, I THINK OTIS LEMON
WAS SUPPOSED TO HAVE DIED,
GOD, WHAT, 20 YEARS AGO?
- SO HE'S A DEAD
LIVING LEGEND.
- THERE YOU GO.
WE'VE GOT A LOT OF HOMELESS
PEOPLE CLAIMING TO BE OTHER PEOPLE.
LAST WEEK A GUY CAME IN
CLAIMING TO BE ABRAHAM LINCOLN.
- Vinnie: YOU'RE KIDDIN'.
- SERIOUSLY.
HE TRIED TO EMANCIPATE
RAYMOND THREE TIMES.
WELL, I THINK IT'D
BE NICE TO KNOW
THAT OTIS IS STILL ALIVE.
♪ DON'T FEED ME NO
MORE CORNBREAD ♪
♪ I GOT MEAT ON MY MIND... ♪
GIVE IT A REST, BIG MAMA.
THANKS.
(vocalizing)
- JIMI HENDRIX PLAYED THAT.
- HENDRIX STOLE THAT FROM YOU?
NAW, HENDRIX STOLE
THAT FROM THE LEADBELLY.
- LEADBELLY STOLE THAT
FROM ME.
- OH.
SO... SO WHY DO THEY
CALL YOU “BLIND OTIS”?
SOMETHING TO DO
WITH THE WAY YOU PLAY?
NAH... TRUTH OF IT IS,
IT'S ON ACCOUNT OF MY DRIVIN'.
WAY BACK FROM A GIG IN MEMPHIS,
I RAN SMACK INTO
THIS TREE... SPLOT!
AND THAT'S WHEN OUR BASS MAN,
TOOTHLESS LEROY LEWIS.
STARTED CALLIN' ME BLIND OTIS.
AND THAT'S WHEN I STARTED CALLIN'
HIM... (lisping) TOOTHLESS LEWIS.
(all laughing)
YOU SHOULD HAVE NEVER STOPPED
PLAYING. YOU WERE THE BEST.
OH, WELL, YOU KNOW.
IT'S THE SAME OLD STORY.
I THOUGHT I HAD TO DRINK A LOT
OF BOOZE TO PLAY THEM BLUES.
I GUESS IT MADE ME AN ALCOHOLIC.
ONLY, BACK THEN THEY
CALLED YOU A DRUNK.
I STARTED MISSIN' GIGS,
DISAPPEARIN' FOR
WEEKS AT A TIME.
SOON, MOST PEOPLE
THOUGHT I WAS DEAD,
INCLUDING AN EX-GIRLFRIEND OF
MINE WHO WAS TRACKING ME DOWN
TO PUT A HURT ON ME,
SO IT WASN'T ALL BAD.
- Vinnie: YOU STILL, UM...
- NAH, NAH, NAH.
I DON'T DRINK NO MORE.
I'M INTO CLEAN LIVIN' NOW.
YOU SHOULD NEVER STOP
PLAYING. BLUES IS HAPPENING.
HEY, YOU KNOW, I KNOW
A GUY WHO'S GOT A CLUB
DOWNTOWN WHO'D KILL
TO GET YOU IN THERE.
I'D GET UP THERE AND
THEY'D SAY, “BLIND OTIS WHO?”
NO WAY. AS SOON AS YOU GET OUT
OF THE HOSPITAL, I'LL TAKE YOU THERE.
IT WOULD BE GOOD TO PLAY AGAIN.
MMM.
(vocalizing)
“BLIND OTIS LEMON,
BACK MAKIN' SWEET LEMONADE.”
(vocalizing)
AUDIOLOGIST CONFIRMED
YOUR SUSPICION, DR. HOWSER.
THERE'S A 100% LOSS OF
HEARING IN THE RIGHT EAR.
- CAUSE?
- WELL, THE SCARRING SUGGESTS
CHRONIC INFECTION,
- PROBABLY SINCE CHILDHOOD.
- HMM, EXACTLY.
INOPERABLE AND UNASSISTABLE.
WHAT ABOUT THE LEFT?
WELL, THERE'S AN
ACOUSTIC NEUROMA.
VERY GOOD, DOCTOR.
THE TUMOR'S QUITE LARGE.
THIS COULD BECOME
LIFE-THREATENING.
UNFORTUNATELY, THE REMOVAL OF A
TUMOR INVOLVING THE AUDITORY NERVE
USUALLY RESULTS IN A
TOTAL LOSS OF HEARING.
YOU HAVE ANOTHER ALTERNATIVE?
NO... SO WHEN DO WE DO IT?
“WE,” DR. HOWSER?
HOW DID I KNOW THAT WHEN YOU
ASKED FOR A MINUTE OF MY TIME
THAT SOMEHOW THERE WOULD
EVENTUALLY BE A “WE” HERE?
WELL, BECAUSE YOU'RE THE
BEST THERE IS, DR. STOSSEL.
I MEAN, IF ANYONE IS GONNA
SAVE THIS GUY'S HEARING, IT'S YOU.
I REMEMBER READING
ABOUT YOUR WORK IN...
GIVE IT UP, KID. YOU'RE
OUT OF YOUR LEAGUE.
I'VE BEEN SEDUCED BY THE BEST. BESIDES,
I'M BOOKED SOLID FOR THE NEXT TWO MONTHS.
NO, THAT'S OKAY, I UNDERSTAND.
YOU DON'T HAVE TO EXPLAIN.
I'LL FIND SOMEONE ELSE. I HOPE.
IT'S JUST THAT, WELL,
THIS GUY'S HOMELESS.
WE'LL JUST HAVE TO RELEASE HIM,
AND GIVEN HIS HISTORY OF RELIABILITY,
WE'LL PROBABLY NEVER SEE HIM AGAIN.
BUT, HEY, I MEAN, YOU
CAN'T SAVE EVERYBODY.
ALL RIGHT. ALL RIGHT.
HAVE HIM PREPPED AND READY
AT 7:30 A.M. TOMORROW... SHARP.
YOU MEAN, I AIN'T
GONNA HEAR NOTHIN'?
THAT'S VERY LIKELY. BUT
DR. STOSSEL'S THE BEST THERE IS.
IT'S BEEN NICE KNOWIN'
YOU, LITTLE DOC.
LOOK, OTIS, THIS TUMOR'S
LARGE. WITH THIS OPERATION,
YOU MAY PROLONG YOUR LIFE.
I'M 71, BROKE, AND
ON THE STREETS.
MAYBE I DON'T
WANT NO PROLONGIN'.
I DON'T BELIEVE THAT.
I DON'T BELIEVE THAT YOU'RE
JUST SOMEONE WHO'S GIVEN UP.
LOOK, I GOT TWO THINGS
THAT KEEP ME GOIN'...
LISTENIN' TO MUSIC AND FUSSIN'
WITH THAT OLD HARDHEADED JOE.
NOW YOU WANT TO TAKE
THAT AWAY FROM ME?
IT'S LOUSY, BUT IT'S NOT
THE END OF THE WORLD.
YOU JUST DON'T GET IT, DO YOU?
SEE, ME AND JOE, WE
LOOK OUT FOR EACH OTHER.
WE TAKE TURNS SLEEPIN' AT NIGHT.
IF I CAN'T HEAR SOMEBODY
SNEAKIN' UP, WHAT GOOD AM I?
I MIGHT AS WELL GIVE UP.
LOOK, I'M JUST A 17-YEAR-OLD
WHITE BOY WHO LIVES IN BRENTWOOD.
I CAN'T TALK TO YOU
ABOUT THE STREETS.
ALL I KNOW IS, YOU'VE GOT
A FRIEND YOU CARE ABOUT,
AND I'VE GOT AN OPERATION
THAT MAY SAVE YOUR LIFE.
I KNOW ONE THING...
YOU DON'T GIVE UP...
THAT'S FOR SURE.
OTIS, DON'T QUIT.
WELL,
I GUESS A DEAF OTIS
LEMON IS BETTER THAN A...
DEAD OTIS LEMON.
I'VE GOT SURGERY SCHEDULED
FOR FIRST THING IN THE MORNING.
WELL, RAY, I CAN'T
PLAY IF I CAN'T HEAR.
WE'LL JUST DO IT TONIGHT.
DO WHAT TONIGHT? WHAT
ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?
OTIS IS GONNA PLAY TONIGHT
AT THE CLUB DOWNTOWN.
SORT OF A COMEBACK. WHY
DON'T YOU COME WITH US?
- WE'LL BRING THE GIRLS.
- OTIS HAS SURGERY
TOMORROW MORNING.
- SO?
- SO, ONE ASPIRIN,
ONE DRINK OF ALCOHOL,
ONE BITE OF FOOD, AND
THE SURGERY'S HISTORY,
AND I DON'T WANT
TO LOSE STOSSEL.
Woman over P.A.:
Dr. Howser, report to Pediatrics.
I GOT TO GO. I'M SORRY, OTIS.
- Vinnie: BUT, DOOG...
- NO “BUTS,” VINNIE.
- HOW CAN YOU DO THIS?
- THE MAN IS THE LEGEND.
THIS COULD BE HIS
LAST CHANCE TO PLAY.
LOOK, I DON'T EVEN KNOW
IF OTIS IS WHO HE SAYS HE IS.
- WELL, WHAT IF HE IS?
- EVEN SO,
HE'S A 71-YEAR-OLD MAN WHO'S
HAVING SURGERY IN THE MORNING.
HE NEEDS HIS REST. I
SAY HE'S GROUNDED.
Woman over P.A.: Will the neurosurgeon
on call please report to the E.R.?
( Mission Impossible
theme playing)
THAT WAS SO EASY IT'S A CRIME.
- (clearing throat)
- WE COULD'VE SNUCK THE
POINTER SISTERS OUTTA HERE.
(whispering) VINNIE!
(clears throat)
VINNIE! (coughing)
(sobbing)
OH, DAD!
- VINNIE.
- DADDY!
- VINNIE!
- (sobbing continues)
HE'S DEAD.
HE JUST GOT BACK FROM FLORIDA.
(sobbing continues)
WOULD YOU HURRY UP?
I'M TIRED OF BEING DEAD!
DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT. WE'RE
ALMOST THERE. JUST ACT STIFF.
SHH! GO!
OHH!
OH, YEAH. OH, YEAH.
OH, THAT'S GOOD.
I'M GLAD YOU'RE ENJOYING
YOURSELF, MR. LEMON.
YOU GOT ANY COTTON SWABS?
I MEAN, YOU KNOW, A SPONGE
BATH AIN'T COMPLETELY SATISFYIN'
WITHOUT... COTTON SWABS.
MMM!
HELLO, MR. LEMON.
OH, I THOUGHT YOU WERE
GONE FOR THE NIGHT.
NOW I'M BACK, AND I THINK YOU
HAVE SOMETHING TO TELL ME.
LADIES AND GENTLEMEN,
ELVIS HAS LEFT THE BUILDING.
NURSE, WOULD YOU EXCUSE
US FOR A MINUTE, PLEASE?
CERTAINLY, DOCTOR.
OH, OH, OH, NURSE, NURSE, NURSE,
WHEN YOU COME BACK, CAN YOU
BRING ME SOME WATER, PLEASE?
OH, AND DON'T
FORGET, I LIKE IT TEPID.
(chuckling)
- WHERE IS OTIS?
- DOC, YOU'RE ASKING ME
TO BETRAY
A SOLEMN AND SACRED TRUST
BETWEEN ME AND MY BEST FRIEND.
WHICH YOU WILL DO IF YOU WANT
TO FINISH THAT SPONGE BATH.
HE WENT TO JIMMY'S, DOWNTOWN.
(blues music playing)
- HEY, BABY, HOW YOU DOIN'?
- HEY, GIRL.
- HEY, WHAT'S UP?
- WHAT'S UP?
SMELLS LIKE A JUKE JOINT.
STALE BEER, OLD
CIGARETTES, SWEATY WOMEN...
(laughs) MAN, THAT'S GOOD!
HEY, THERE'S JIMMY.
- Doogie: OTIS!
- BUSTED.
- OTIS, WE'RE GOING BACK
TO THE HOSPITAL.
- LET HIM PLAY, DOOGIE.
RAYMOND, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU
DOING? YOU COULD LOSE YOUR JOB.
I'LL TAKE THAT CHANCE. IT'S
WORTH IT TO ME. IT'S WORTH IT TO HIM.
DOOG, DOOG, HE WAS
WITH US THE WHOLE TIME.
HE DIDN'T TAKE ANY ASPIRIN. HE HAD
NOTHING TO EAT AND NOTHING TO DRINK.
GOOD. NOW, LET'S GET HIM BACK TO
THE HOSPITAL BEFORE ANYONE FINDS OUT.
LOOK, LITTLE DOC.
I'M AN OLD MAN.
I SQUANDERED THE BEST
PART OF MY LIFE ON DRINK.
IF I CAN NEVER HEAR AGAIN,
I CAN NEVER PLAY AGAIN.
I NEED THIS ONE CHANCE
TO FIND THAT PART OF ME
I USED TO BE PROUD OF.
ONE SONG.
( song ends, people applauding)
ALL RIGHT. THANKS, THANKS.
NO WAY I AM GONNA PUT
THIS OLD MAN ON STAGE.
JIMMY, THIS OLD MAN
REALLY IS BLIND OTIS LEMON.
EVERYBODY KNOWS
OTIS LEMON DIED IN '68.
Otis: LOOK, IF I DIED IN '68,
HOW COULD I BE STANDING HERE
IN THE FLESH TALKING TO YOU NOW?
LISTEN, I SAW BLIND OTIS PLAY
IN MOBILE IN THE SUMMER OF '58,
AND YOU DON'T
EVEN LOOK LIKE HIM.
SUMMER OF '58... THAT
WOULD HAVE TO BE WILMA'S.
YEAH, THAT'S THE PLACE.
WE ONLY PLAYED THERE
ONE NIGHT. I KNOW...
RIGHT AFTER OUR LAST SET,
I WAS EATIN' SOME RIBS,
AND ALL OF A SUDDEN
WILMA STUCK ME
WITH A BARBECUE FORK
JUST 'CAUSE I WAS FLIRTIN' WITH
THAT BARMAID RUBY INSTEAD OF HER.
AIN'T THAT SOME NERVE?
I DON'T KNOW. ANY FOOL COULD
STICK HIMSELF WITH A BARBECUE FORK.
LOOK, MAYBE HE ISN'T BLIND
OTIS, BUT WHAT IF HE IS?
YOU REALIZE YOU'RE ABOUT TO
BLOW THE OPPORTUNITY OF A LIFETIME.
Vinnie: COME ON, JIMMY.
HAVE A LITTLE FAITH.
YOU GOT FIVE MINUTES. THAT'S IT.
- Vinnie: GOOD LUCK, OTIS.
- Raymond: GOOD LUCK, BUDDY.
RIGHT NOW IT'S NOT A
MATTER OF LUCK, SON.
IT'S A MATTER OF
DIVINE INTERVENTION.
- (feedback)
- SHH!
THIS BETTER NOT BE A JOKE.
- (blues riff)
- (microphone feeding back)
- ANYBODY GOT A BOTTLENECK?
- Man: SURE.
THANKS, MAN.
- (foot tapping)
- (blues riff)
♪ THEY CALL IT STORMY MONDAY ♪
♪ BUT TUESDAY IS JUST AS BAD ♪
- ♪ THEY CALL IT
STORMY MONDAY ♪
- MY GOD.
IT IS BLIND OTIS LEMON.
ARTHUR, RAISE THE
PRICE OF THE DRINKS!
♪ WEDNESDAY IS WORSE, BABY ♪
♪ AND OHH... ♪
♪ THURSDAY IS OH ♪
♪ OH, SO SAD ♪
- ♪ GOT MY MOJO WORKIN' ♪
- ♪ I GOT MY MOJO WORKIN' ♪
- ♪ GOT MY MOJO WORKIN' ♪
- ♪ GOT MY MOJO WORKIN' ♪
- ♪ GOT MY MOJO WORKIN' ♪
- ♪ GOT MY MOJO WORKIN' ♪
- ♪ GOT MY MOJO WORKIN' ♪
- ♪ GOT MY MOJO WORKIN' ♪
♪ GOT MY MOJO WORKIN' ♪
♪ BUT IT JUST DON'T
WORK ON YOU ♪
♪ GOT A GYPSY WOMAN ♪
♪ GIVIN' ME ADVICE ♪
♪ I GOT A GYPSY WOMAN ♪
♪ GIVIN' ME ADVICE ♪
♪ GOT A WHOLE LOT OF TRICKS ♪
♪ KEEPIN' HER ON ICE ♪
- ♪ GOT MY MOJO WORKIN' ♪
- ♪ GOT MY MOJO WORKIN' ♪
- ♪ GOT MY MOJO WORKIN' ♪
- ♪ GOT MY MOJO WORKIN' ♪
- ♪ GOT MY MOJO WORKIN' ♪
- ♪ GOT MY MOJO WORKIN' ♪
- ♪ GOT MY MOJO WORKIN' ♪
- ♪ GOT MY MOJO WORKIN' ♪
♪ GOT MY MOJO WORKIN'
BUT IT JUST DON'T ♪
♪ WORK ON YOU. ♪
YOW! YOW! WHOA-OA!
Joe: CAN YOU HEAR
ME? CAN YOU HEAR ME?
OH, COME ON, NOW.
LISTEN HARD, OLD...
(no audible dialogue)
OH, COME ON, NOW,
OTIS. LISTEN HARD.
- COME ON, MAN, HEAR ME.
- Doogie: TAKE IT EASY, JOE.
YOU COULDN'T HEAR WITH THAT
BANDAGE ON YOUR EAR EITHER.
OH, COME ON, OTIS.
COME ON, SAY SOMETHIN'.
- TALK TO ME.
- JOE, WILL YOU SHUT UP?
OH, LORD, THANK YOU.
OKAY, ALL RIGHT.
NEXT YOU'RE GONNA
WANT TO PUCKER UP.
WE'LL KEEP AN EYE ON YOU FOR A
FEW DAYS, THEN WE'LL RELEASE YOU.
MAN, CAN'T YOU GET ME
OUT OF HERE BY FRIDAY?
BY FRIDAY? WHY, OTIS, WE DIDN'T
KNOW YOU HAD A PRESSING ENGAGEMENT.
WELL, IT'S NOT A PRESSING
ENGAGEMENT, IT'S A GIG.
JIMMY BEGGED ME
TO PLAY HIS CLUB.
OOH! YOU GOT A JOB?
THREE NIGHTS A WEEK!
AND GOOD MONEY TOO!
WELL, ALL RIGHT. WE WITH
THE HIGH-ROLLERS NOW.
JUST ME AND YOU, ALL THE WAY.
REMEMBER OUR SLOGAN?
- NEW SHOES...
- OR NO SHOES.
- NEW BLUES...
- OR NO BLUES.
- PENTHOUSE...
- OR NO HOUSE.
Both: SIDE... BY SIDE...
BY SIDE. (both laughing)
OH, THANK YOU.
(electric blues guitar playing)
(theme music playing)
HEY, MAN, PUT THAT STUFF BACK.
EVERYTHING YOU TOUCH,
YOU GOTTA PAY FOR.
THEY CHARGE YOU $20 FOR
AN ASPIRIN IN THIS PLACE.
WOULD YOU SHUT UP? NOW, I CHECKED
IT OUT. THEY GOT A FREE CLINIC HERE.
HELLO, GENTLEMEN.
I'M DR. HOWSER.
ARE YOU A FULLY
ACCREDITED PHYSICIAN?
YES, I AM.
NO WONDER THIS PLACE IS FREE.
I'M GOING TO NEED
YOUR FULL NAME.
- WELL, THAT'S, UH,
BLIND OTIS LEMON.
- LEMON.
UH, MR. LEMON, I MAY NOT HAVE
MANY YEARS OF MEDICAL EXPERIENCE,
BUT I'M GOING OUT ON A LIMB HERE.
I DON'T THINK YOU'RE BLIND.
WELL, SEE, SEEIN'S GOT
NOTHIN' TO DO WITH IT.
IT'S JUST SOMETHING
THEY CALL ME. PUT IT DOWN.
BLIND OTIS LEMON,
BUT THE APPLE OF A WOMAN'S EYE.
WHY DON'T YOU EXPLAIN
TO ME WHY YOU'RE HERE.
SEE, HE GOT A REAL
BAD SORE ON HIS LEG.
HE SURE DOES. AND IT'S TOO BAD
HE'S NOT HERE TO
TELL YOU FOR HIMSELF.
- WHERE DO YOU LIVE,
MR. LEMON?
- WELL, IT'S UM...
UH, NO FIXED ADDRESS. YOU SEE,
I'M SORT OF IN BETWEEN DOMICILES.
- HE'S HOMELESS.
- HOW MANY TIMES
I GOT TO TELL YOU...
I'M NOT HOMELESS,
I'M JUST HOUSELESS.
YOU HOUSELESS, ALL RIGHT.
YOU'RE ALSO APARTMENT-LESS,
YOU'RE ALSO CONDOMINIUM-LESS,
AND FROM THE RUN-DOWN
LOOK OF IT, YOU'RE ABOUT
TO BE SHOPPING CART-LESS.
WELL, I CAN ALWAYS TRANSPORT MY
STUFF IN YOUR CARDBOARD U-HAUL.
ALL RIGHT, I NEED YOU
TO LIE DOWN FOR ME, SIR.
MR. LEMON?
- OH, YOU GOT TO TALK
ON MY GOOD SIDE.
- I'M SORRY.
UM, YOUR LEG'S INFECTED,
BUT I THINK WE CAN CLEAN IT UP.
HOW LONG HAVE YOU HAD
TROUBLE WITH YOUR HEARING?
WELL, THE RIGHT ONE'S BEEN
GONE AS LONG AS I CAN REMEMBER,
BUT I STILL HEAR PRETTY GOOD OUT OF
THIS ONE EXCEPT FOR A LITTLE RINGING SOUND.
YOU EVER HAVE ANY HEADACHES,
EXPERIENCE ANY DIZZINESS?
WELL, SOMETIMES,
BUT MOSTLY I DO FINE.
UM...
JUST AS A PRECAUTION,
I'D LIKE TO ADMIT YOU
SO WE CAN RUN SOME TESTS, MAYBE
HAVE A SPECIALIST LOOK AT YOUR EAR.
- AT THE SAME TIME,
WE CAN TAKE CARE OF YOUR LEG.
- YOU MEAN, STAY OVERNIGHT?
LOOK, HERE. I DON'T
KNOW. SEE, JOE HERE
IS USELESS WITHOUT ME.
“USELESS”? I'M ON
VACATION WITHOUT HIM.
- RAY.
- YEAH.
- THIS GENTLEMAN WILL BE
JOINING US FOR THE EVENING.
- OKAY, I'LL GET HIM ADMITTED.
“BLIND OTIS LEMON”?
ARE YOU THE BLIND OTIS LEMON?
- YEAH, THAT'S RIGHT.
- OH, THIS IS INCREDIBLE, MAN.
I HAPPEN TO BE ONE
OF YOUR BIGGEST FANS!
- YEAH?
- YEAH!
- WAIT A MINUTE, RAY. YOU KNOW THIS GUY?
- WHAT, ARE YOU KIDDING?
THIS IS BLIND OTIS
LEMON... HE'S GOTTA BE ONE
OF THE GREATEST BLUES
PLAYERS OF ALL TIME!
I USED TO BE ONE
OF THE HIGH-ROLLERS.
- NOW HE'S WITH
THE LOW-ROLLERS.
- OH, COME ON!
THE MAN PRACTICALLY
INVENTED ROCK AND ROLL.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN,
“PRACTICALLY”? I DID.
“ALL THE WAY FROM A TO Z,
ROCK AND ROLL BELONGS TO ME.”
ALL RIGHT! (laughing)
(theme music playing)
SO... SO I TELL HIM, “MITCH,
THERE'S NO WAY A ZIT CAN
GET THAT BIG AND NOT EXPLODE.
YOU BETTER POP THAT SUCKER
BEFORE YOU PUT SOMEBODY'S EYE OUT”"
EXPLODING ZITS ARE RELATIVELY RARE,
BUT SURE, I GUESS IT COULD HAPPEN.
- LUCKY I CAUGHT IT IN TIME.
- HI, MOM.
- HI, MRS. H.
- HI, GUYS.
MOM, HAVE YOU EVER HEARD OF A
BLUES SINGER NAMED BLIND OTIS LEMON?
WELL, SURE. WHEN
I WAS IN COLLEGE,
I USED TO SING ONE OF HIS SONGS.
“I GOT THE DOWN AND DIRTY
CORNBREAD BLUES.”
UH, NO OFFENSE, MRS. H.,
BUT THAT'S LIKE JULIE
ANDREWS SINGING JAMES BROWN.
(imitating Julie Andrews) ♪
PAPA'S GOT A BRAND NEW BAG ♪
(softly) OW!
ANYWAY, TODAY I ADMITTED A GUY
WHO CLAIMED TO BE OTIS LEMON.
ACCORDING TO RAYMOND, THIS
GUY INFLUENCED EVERYONE...
THE BEATLES, ELVIS, THE
ROLLING STONES, STING...
RAYMOND KEPT GOING
ON AND ON AND ON.
NO KIDDING? GUY'S LIKE A
LIVING LEGEND OR SOMETHING?
YEAH... ACCORDING TO RAYMOND,
HE'S THE ORIGINAL
HOOTCHIE-COOTCHIE MAN.
YOU KNOW, I THINK OTIS LEMON
WAS SUPPOSED TO HAVE DIED,
GOD, WHAT, 20 YEARS AGO?
- SO HE'S A DEAD
LIVING LEGEND.
- THERE YOU GO.
WE'VE GOT A LOT OF HOMELESS
PEOPLE CLAIMING TO BE OTHER PEOPLE.
LAST WEEK A GUY CAME IN
CLAIMING TO BE ABRAHAM LINCOLN.
- Vinnie: YOU'RE KIDDIN'.
- SERIOUSLY.
HE TRIED TO EMANCIPATE
RAYMOND THREE TIMES.
WELL, I THINK IT'D
BE NICE TO KNOW
THAT OTIS IS STILL ALIVE.
♪ DON'T FEED ME NO
MORE CORNBREAD ♪
♪ I GOT MEAT ON MY MIND... ♪
GIVE IT A REST, BIG MAMA.
THANKS.
(vocalizing)
- JIMI HENDRIX PLAYED THAT.
- HENDRIX STOLE THAT FROM YOU?
NAW, HENDRIX STOLE
THAT FROM THE LEADBELLY.
- LEADBELLY STOLE THAT
FROM ME.
- OH.
SO... SO WHY DO THEY
CALL YOU “BLIND OTIS”?
SOMETHING TO DO
WITH THE WAY YOU PLAY?
NAH... TRUTH OF IT IS,
IT'S ON ACCOUNT OF MY DRIVIN'.
WAY BACK FROM A GIG IN MEMPHIS,
I RAN SMACK INTO
THIS TREE... SPLOT!
AND THAT'S WHEN OUR BASS MAN,
TOOTHLESS LEROY LEWIS.
STARTED CALLIN' ME BLIND OTIS.
AND THAT'S WHEN I STARTED CALLIN'
HIM... (lisping) TOOTHLESS LEWIS.
(all laughing)
YOU SHOULD HAVE NEVER STOPPED
PLAYING. YOU WERE THE BEST.
OH, WELL, YOU KNOW.
IT'S THE SAME OLD STORY.
I THOUGHT I HAD TO DRINK A LOT
OF BOOZE TO PLAY THEM BLUES.
I GUESS IT MADE ME AN ALCOHOLIC.
ONLY, BACK THEN THEY
CALLED YOU A DRUNK.
I STARTED MISSIN' GIGS,
DISAPPEARIN' FOR
WEEKS AT A TIME.
SOON, MOST PEOPLE
THOUGHT I WAS DEAD,
INCLUDING AN EX-GIRLFRIEND OF
MINE WHO WAS TRACKING ME DOWN
TO PUT A HURT ON ME,
SO IT WASN'T ALL BAD.
- Vinnie: YOU STILL, UM...
- NAH, NAH, NAH.
I DON'T DRINK NO MORE.
I'M INTO CLEAN LIVIN' NOW.
YOU SHOULD NEVER STOP
PLAYING. BLUES IS HAPPENING.
HEY, YOU KNOW, I KNOW
A GUY WHO'S GOT A CLUB
DOWNTOWN WHO'D KILL
TO GET YOU IN THERE.
I'D GET UP THERE AND
THEY'D SAY, “BLIND OTIS WHO?”
NO WAY. AS SOON AS YOU GET OUT
OF THE HOSPITAL, I'LL TAKE YOU THERE.
IT WOULD BE GOOD TO PLAY AGAIN.
MMM.
(vocalizing)
“BLIND OTIS LEMON,
BACK MAKIN' SWEET LEMONADE.”
(vocalizing)
AUDIOLOGIST CONFIRMED
YOUR SUSPICION, DR. HOWSER.
THERE'S A 100% LOSS OF
HEARING IN THE RIGHT EAR.
- CAUSE?
- WELL, THE SCARRING SUGGESTS
CHRONIC INFECTION,
- PROBABLY SINCE CHILDHOOD.
- HMM, EXACTLY.
INOPERABLE AND UNASSISTABLE.
WHAT ABOUT THE LEFT?
WELL, THERE'S AN
ACOUSTIC NEUROMA.
VERY GOOD, DOCTOR.
THE TUMOR'S QUITE LARGE.
THIS COULD BECOME
LIFE-THREATENING.
UNFORTUNATELY, THE REMOVAL OF A
TUMOR INVOLVING THE AUDITORY NERVE
USUALLY RESULTS IN A
TOTAL LOSS OF HEARING.
YOU HAVE ANOTHER ALTERNATIVE?
NO... SO WHEN DO WE DO IT?
“WE,” DR. HOWSER?
HOW DID I KNOW THAT WHEN YOU
ASKED FOR A MINUTE OF MY TIME
THAT SOMEHOW THERE WOULD
EVENTUALLY BE A “WE” HERE?
WELL, BECAUSE YOU'RE THE
BEST THERE IS, DR. STOSSEL.
I MEAN, IF ANYONE IS GONNA
SAVE THIS GUY'S HEARING, IT'S YOU.
I REMEMBER READING
ABOUT YOUR WORK IN...
GIVE IT UP, KID. YOU'RE
OUT OF YOUR LEAGUE.
I'VE BEEN SEDUCED BY THE BEST. BESIDES,
I'M BOOKED SOLID FOR THE NEXT TWO MONTHS.
NO, THAT'S OKAY, I UNDERSTAND.
YOU DON'T HAVE TO EXPLAIN.
I'LL FIND SOMEONE ELSE. I HOPE.
IT'S JUST THAT, WELL,
THIS GUY'S HOMELESS.
WE'LL JUST HAVE TO RELEASE HIM,
AND GIVEN HIS HISTORY OF RELIABILITY,
WE'LL PROBABLY NEVER SEE HIM AGAIN.
BUT, HEY, I MEAN, YOU
CAN'T SAVE EVERYBODY.
ALL RIGHT. ALL RIGHT.
HAVE HIM PREPPED AND READY
AT 7:30 A.M. TOMORROW... SHARP.
YOU MEAN, I AIN'T
GONNA HEAR NOTHIN'?
THAT'S VERY LIKELY. BUT
DR. STOSSEL'S THE BEST THERE IS.
IT'S BEEN NICE KNOWIN'
YOU, LITTLE DOC.
LOOK, OTIS, THIS TUMOR'S
LARGE. WITH THIS OPERATION,
YOU MAY PROLONG YOUR LIFE.
I'M 71, BROKE, AND
ON THE STREETS.
MAYBE I DON'T
WANT NO PROLONGIN'.
I DON'T BELIEVE THAT.
I DON'T BELIEVE THAT YOU'RE
JUST SOMEONE WHO'S GIVEN UP.
LOOK, I GOT TWO THINGS
THAT KEEP ME GOIN'...
LISTENIN' TO MUSIC AND FUSSIN'
WITH THAT OLD HARDHEADED JOE.
NOW YOU WANT TO TAKE
THAT AWAY FROM ME?
IT'S LOUSY, BUT IT'S NOT
THE END OF THE WORLD.
YOU JUST DON'T GET IT, DO YOU?
SEE, ME AND JOE, WE
LOOK OUT FOR EACH OTHER.
WE TAKE TURNS SLEEPIN' AT NIGHT.
IF I CAN'T HEAR SOMEBODY
SNEAKIN' UP, WHAT GOOD AM I?
I MIGHT AS WELL GIVE UP.
LOOK, I'M JUST A 17-YEAR-OLD
WHITE BOY WHO LIVES IN BRENTWOOD.
I CAN'T TALK TO YOU
ABOUT THE STREETS.
ALL I KNOW IS, YOU'VE GOT
A FRIEND YOU CARE ABOUT,
AND I'VE GOT AN OPERATION
THAT MAY SAVE YOUR LIFE.
I KNOW ONE THING...
YOU DON'T GIVE UP...
THAT'S FOR SURE.
OTIS, DON'T QUIT.
WELL,
I GUESS A DEAF OTIS
LEMON IS BETTER THAN A...
DEAD OTIS LEMON.
I'VE GOT SURGERY SCHEDULED
FOR FIRST THING IN THE MORNING.
WELL, RAY, I CAN'T
PLAY IF I CAN'T HEAR.
WE'LL JUST DO IT TONIGHT.
DO WHAT TONIGHT? WHAT
ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?
OTIS IS GONNA PLAY TONIGHT
AT THE CLUB DOWNTOWN.
SORT OF A COMEBACK. WHY
DON'T YOU COME WITH US?
- WE'LL BRING THE GIRLS.
- OTIS HAS SURGERY
TOMORROW MORNING.
- SO?
- SO, ONE ASPIRIN,
ONE DRINK OF ALCOHOL,
ONE BITE OF FOOD, AND
THE SURGERY'S HISTORY,
AND I DON'T WANT
TO LOSE STOSSEL.
Woman over P.A.:
Dr. Howser, report to Pediatrics.
I GOT TO GO. I'M SORRY, OTIS.
- Vinnie: BUT, DOOG...
- NO “BUTS,” VINNIE.
- HOW CAN YOU DO THIS?
- THE MAN IS THE LEGEND.
THIS COULD BE HIS
LAST CHANCE TO PLAY.
LOOK, I DON'T EVEN KNOW
IF OTIS IS WHO HE SAYS HE IS.
- WELL, WHAT IF HE IS?
- EVEN SO,
HE'S A 71-YEAR-OLD MAN WHO'S
HAVING SURGERY IN THE MORNING.
HE NEEDS HIS REST. I
SAY HE'S GROUNDED.
Woman over P.A.: Will the neurosurgeon
on call please report to the E.R.?
( Mission Impossible
theme playing)
THAT WAS SO EASY IT'S A CRIME.
- (clearing throat)
- WE COULD'VE SNUCK THE
POINTER SISTERS OUTTA HERE.
(whispering) VINNIE!
(clears throat)
VINNIE! (coughing)
(sobbing)
OH, DAD!
- VINNIE.
- DADDY!
- VINNIE!
- (sobbing continues)
HE'S DEAD.
HE JUST GOT BACK FROM FLORIDA.
(sobbing continues)
WOULD YOU HURRY UP?
I'M TIRED OF BEING DEAD!
DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT. WE'RE
ALMOST THERE. JUST ACT STIFF.
SHH! GO!
OHH!
OH, YEAH. OH, YEAH.
OH, THAT'S GOOD.
I'M GLAD YOU'RE ENJOYING
YOURSELF, MR. LEMON.
YOU GOT ANY COTTON SWABS?
I MEAN, YOU KNOW, A SPONGE
BATH AIN'T COMPLETELY SATISFYIN'
WITHOUT... COTTON SWABS.
MMM!
HELLO, MR. LEMON.
OH, I THOUGHT YOU WERE
GONE FOR THE NIGHT.
NOW I'M BACK, AND I THINK YOU
HAVE SOMETHING TO TELL ME.
LADIES AND GENTLEMEN,
ELVIS HAS LEFT THE BUILDING.
NURSE, WOULD YOU EXCUSE
US FOR A MINUTE, PLEASE?
CERTAINLY, DOCTOR.
OH, OH, OH, NURSE, NURSE, NURSE,
WHEN YOU COME BACK, CAN YOU
BRING ME SOME WATER, PLEASE?
OH, AND DON'T
FORGET, I LIKE IT TEPID.
(chuckling)
- WHERE IS OTIS?
- DOC, YOU'RE ASKING ME
TO BETRAY
A SOLEMN AND SACRED TRUST
BETWEEN ME AND MY BEST FRIEND.
WHICH YOU WILL DO IF YOU WANT
TO FINISH THAT SPONGE BATH.
HE WENT TO JIMMY'S, DOWNTOWN.
(blues music playing)
- HEY, BABY, HOW YOU DOIN'?
- HEY, GIRL.
- HEY, WHAT'S UP?
- WHAT'S UP?
SMELLS LIKE A JUKE JOINT.
STALE BEER, OLD
CIGARETTES, SWEATY WOMEN...
(laughs) MAN, THAT'S GOOD!
HEY, THERE'S JIMMY.
- Doogie: OTIS!
- BUSTED.
- OTIS, WE'RE GOING BACK
TO THE HOSPITAL.
- LET HIM PLAY, DOOGIE.
RAYMOND, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU
DOING? YOU COULD LOSE YOUR JOB.
I'LL TAKE THAT CHANCE. IT'S
WORTH IT TO ME. IT'S WORTH IT TO HIM.
DOOG, DOOG, HE WAS
WITH US THE WHOLE TIME.
HE DIDN'T TAKE ANY ASPIRIN. HE HAD
NOTHING TO EAT AND NOTHING TO DRINK.
GOOD. NOW, LET'S GET HIM BACK TO
THE HOSPITAL BEFORE ANYONE FINDS OUT.
LOOK, LITTLE DOC.
I'M AN OLD MAN.
I SQUANDERED THE BEST
PART OF MY LIFE ON DRINK.
IF I CAN NEVER HEAR AGAIN,
I CAN NEVER PLAY AGAIN.
I NEED THIS ONE CHANCE
TO FIND THAT PART OF ME
I USED TO BE PROUD OF.
ONE SONG.
( song ends, people applauding)
ALL RIGHT. THANKS, THANKS.
NO WAY I AM GONNA PUT
THIS OLD MAN ON STAGE.
JIMMY, THIS OLD MAN
REALLY IS BLIND OTIS LEMON.
EVERYBODY KNOWS
OTIS LEMON DIED IN '68.
Otis: LOOK, IF I DIED IN '68,
HOW COULD I BE STANDING HERE
IN THE FLESH TALKING TO YOU NOW?
LISTEN, I SAW BLIND OTIS PLAY
IN MOBILE IN THE SUMMER OF '58,
AND YOU DON'T
EVEN LOOK LIKE HIM.
SUMMER OF '58... THAT
WOULD HAVE TO BE WILMA'S.
YEAH, THAT'S THE PLACE.
WE ONLY PLAYED THERE
ONE NIGHT. I KNOW...
RIGHT AFTER OUR LAST SET,
I WAS EATIN' SOME RIBS,
AND ALL OF A SUDDEN
WILMA STUCK ME
WITH A BARBECUE FORK
JUST 'CAUSE I WAS FLIRTIN' WITH
THAT BARMAID RUBY INSTEAD OF HER.
AIN'T THAT SOME NERVE?
I DON'T KNOW. ANY FOOL COULD
STICK HIMSELF WITH A BARBECUE FORK.
LOOK, MAYBE HE ISN'T BLIND
OTIS, BUT WHAT IF HE IS?
YOU REALIZE YOU'RE ABOUT TO
BLOW THE OPPORTUNITY OF A LIFETIME.
Vinnie: COME ON, JIMMY.
HAVE A LITTLE FAITH.
YOU GOT FIVE MINUTES. THAT'S IT.
- Vinnie: GOOD LUCK, OTIS.
- Raymond: GOOD LUCK, BUDDY.
RIGHT NOW IT'S NOT A
MATTER OF LUCK, SON.
IT'S A MATTER OF
DIVINE INTERVENTION.
- (feedback)
- SHH!
THIS BETTER NOT BE A JOKE.
- (blues riff)
- (microphone feeding back)
- ANYBODY GOT A BOTTLENECK?
- Man: SURE.
THANKS, MAN.
- (foot tapping)
- (blues riff)
♪ THEY CALL IT STORMY MONDAY ♪
♪ BUT TUESDAY IS JUST AS BAD ♪
- ♪ THEY CALL IT
STORMY MONDAY ♪
- MY GOD.
IT IS BLIND OTIS LEMON.
ARTHUR, RAISE THE
PRICE OF THE DRINKS!
♪ WEDNESDAY IS WORSE, BABY ♪
♪ AND OHH... ♪
♪ THURSDAY IS OH ♪
♪ OH, SO SAD ♪
- ♪ GOT MY MOJO WORKIN' ♪
- ♪ I GOT MY MOJO WORKIN' ♪
- ♪ GOT MY MOJO WORKIN' ♪
- ♪ GOT MY MOJO WORKIN' ♪
- ♪ GOT MY MOJO WORKIN' ♪
- ♪ GOT MY MOJO WORKIN' ♪
- ♪ GOT MY MOJO WORKIN' ♪
- ♪ GOT MY MOJO WORKIN' ♪
♪ GOT MY MOJO WORKIN' ♪
♪ BUT IT JUST DON'T
WORK ON YOU ♪
♪ GOT A GYPSY WOMAN ♪
♪ GIVIN' ME ADVICE ♪
♪ I GOT A GYPSY WOMAN ♪
♪ GIVIN' ME ADVICE ♪
♪ GOT A WHOLE LOT OF TRICKS ♪
♪ KEEPIN' HER ON ICE ♪
- ♪ GOT MY MOJO WORKIN' ♪
- ♪ GOT MY MOJO WORKIN' ♪
- ♪ GOT MY MOJO WORKIN' ♪
- ♪ GOT MY MOJO WORKIN' ♪
- ♪ GOT MY MOJO WORKIN' ♪
- ♪ GOT MY MOJO WORKIN' ♪
- ♪ GOT MY MOJO WORKIN' ♪
- ♪ GOT MY MOJO WORKIN' ♪
♪ GOT MY MOJO WORKIN'
BUT IT JUST DON'T ♪
♪ WORK ON YOU. ♪
YOW! YOW! WHOA-OA!
Joe: CAN YOU HEAR
ME? CAN YOU HEAR ME?
OH, COME ON, NOW.
LISTEN HARD, OLD...
(no audible dialogue)
OH, COME ON, NOW,
OTIS. LISTEN HARD.
- COME ON, MAN, HEAR ME.
- Doogie: TAKE IT EASY, JOE.
YOU COULDN'T HEAR WITH THAT
BANDAGE ON YOUR EAR EITHER.
OH, COME ON, OTIS.
COME ON, SAY SOMETHIN'.
- TALK TO ME.
- JOE, WILL YOU SHUT UP?
OH, LORD, THANK YOU.
OKAY, ALL RIGHT.
NEXT YOU'RE GONNA
WANT TO PUCKER UP.
WE'LL KEEP AN EYE ON YOU FOR A
FEW DAYS, THEN WE'LL RELEASE YOU.
MAN, CAN'T YOU GET ME
OUT OF HERE BY FRIDAY?
BY FRIDAY? WHY, OTIS, WE DIDN'T
KNOW YOU HAD A PRESSING ENGAGEMENT.
WELL, IT'S NOT A PRESSING
ENGAGEMENT, IT'S A GIG.
JIMMY BEGGED ME
TO PLAY HIS CLUB.
OOH! YOU GOT A JOB?
THREE NIGHTS A WEEK!
AND GOOD MONEY TOO!
WELL, ALL RIGHT. WE WITH
THE HIGH-ROLLERS NOW.
JUST ME AND YOU, ALL THE WAY.
REMEMBER OUR SLOGAN?
- NEW SHOES...
- OR NO SHOES.
- NEW BLUES...
- OR NO BLUES.
- PENTHOUSE...
- OR NO HOUSE.
Both: SIDE... BY SIDE...
BY SIDE. (both laughing)
OH, THANK YOU.
(electric blues guitar playing)
(theme music playing)