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Niki Wurster Visit our Movie Scripts Page screenplay 451: http://www.geocities.com/~screenplay451/ Mao Guangqin 2 1 2000-01-15T02:45:00Z 2000-01-15T02:45:00Z 25 7650 43606 Pumpkin Software 363 87 53551 9.2504 21 6 磅 5.2 磅 0 0 The Blues
Jake and Elwood walk away, towards a pay phone.
ELWOOD
What are we gonna do man? We got no gig.
JAKE
How much money you got?
ELWOOD
I got a quarter.
JAKE
It's enough for a phone call, come on.
Jake and Elwood enter the phone booth, together.
JAKE
What are you doing Elwood?
ELWOOD
You said we were gonna make a call.
JAKE
I said I was gonna make a call.
ELWOOD
Who you gonna call Jake?
JAKE
Remember Maurie Sline?
ELWOOD
Sline? The booking agent? What about him?
JAKE
Well, he got us some good showcases in the old days.
He got us the Morgan Park, he got us the Tic Tock, I got him laid, he owes me.
ELWOOD
Give it a shot.
"Mystery Woman" drives up and attacks phone booth with
flame thrower. There's a gas tank next to the booth labeled "No Smoking
Propane". The explosion launches the phone booth into the air, with Jake
and Elwood in it, and then smashes to the ground. Car drives off. Coins are
scattered all over the ground from the phone.
ELWOOD
Hey Jake, there's gotta be at least seven dollars
worth of change here.
NAZI HEAD QUARTERS
Head Nazi is at desk. 2nd Nazi knocks on door.
NAZI LEADER
Yeah?
2ND NAZI
Sir.
NAZI LEADER
What'd you find out?
2ND NAZI
Okay. I called a friend at the Motor Vehicle
department. That licence plate is like a rash all over the computer. The car
belongs to a known traffic menace.
NAZI LEADER
What's his name?
2ND NAZI
His name is Elwood Blues. He's got a record a mile
long. And, he's a catholic.
NAZI LEADER
Did you get his address?
2ND NAZI
Of course. 1060 West Addison.
NAZI LEADER
Let's go.
They drive out to the address, 1060 West Addison. It turns out to be Wrigley Field, home of the Cubs Baseball Team.
NAZI LEADER
(to group)
Anybody with that kind of record is gonna make a
mistake. I want all party members in the tri state district to monitor the
city, county and state police on there CB. Mr. Blues is gonna fuck up. And when
he does, he'd better pray the police get to him before we do.
BOB'S COUNTRY BUNKER
The band is driving along a dark, quiet road.
MR. FABULOUS
Alright man, we've been in this car for three hours
now. Where the hell is this place?
JAKE
I told you it would take a little while to get there.
MURPH
What's the name of the place?
JAKE
Ah... the name of the place...
Jake sees a neon sign ahead with the name of a bar on it.
JAKE
Is ah... Bob's Country Bunker. Here we are.
ELWOOD
Bob's Country Bunker?
They arrive.
MR. FABULOUS
Jake, the sign says "Tonight Only The Good Ole'
Boys".
JAKE
Blues Brothers. It should read "Tonight only the
Blues Brothers triumphant return". Must be some kind of mistake. You guys
unload the stuff. Elwood, come with me.
Jake and Elwood head for the bar.
CLAIRE
Well now what can I get you boys? Are ya thirsty, ya
hungry, or you just driving through? Maybe you'd like a beer or something a
little harder? Hey, you know we happen to make the states best pepper steak.
JAKE
No thank you ma'am. We may be sucking back a few beers
a little later on. We'll be here all night. You see, we're the band.
CLAIRE
You are? Oh, gee, that's nice.
(to Bob)
Hey Bob!! This is the band!
BOB
Alright!
ELWOOD
Er... what kind of music do you usually have here?
CLAIRE
Oh, we got both kinds. We got Country, and Western.
ELWOOD
Jake, are you sure this is the place?
JAKE
Yeah, yeah, sure, sure. This is the place.
Bob walks up to them.
BOB
Hi. You the Good Ole' Boys?
JAKE
That's us. The rest of the bands out in the parking
lot getting our stuff together.
BOB
Well I'm sure glad to have you boys here. I'm Bob and
this here is my place.
JAKE
Well its a beautiful place Bob.
The rest of the band walks in with the gear.
BOB
I guess you boys wanna get your steel guitars and
everything set up on the stage don't ya. Claire get over there and turn those
stage lights on and get these boys going up there.
The lights go on and Lou notices the stage is screened off with chicken wire.
LOU
Chicken wire?
Later on, a good size crowd has gathered and rednecks are talking and drinking. Elwood has a song list with requests on it.
ELWOOD
Man, I don't think we know any of the songs on this
list.
JAKE
Oh this list doesn't mean anything, they're just
requests. We're a regular set.
MURPH
Gimme some lovin. 1, 2...
JAKE
1, 2, 3, 4.
ELWOOD
Good evening ladies and gentlemen we're sure glad to
be here in Cocomo tonight. We're the Good Ole' Blues Brothers, boys, band from
Chicago. I sure hope you like our show. I'm Elwood, this here's my brother
Jake.
SONG: "Gimme some Lovin"
The crowd start yelling at the band and hurling bottles at the stage like crazy. There's a shower of glass smashing against the chicken wire.
IN A BACK ROOM
BOB
That ain't no Hank Williams song.
He comes out and switches the stage lights off.
MURPH
I think you hit the lights!
WILLIE
Maybe they blew a fuse?
LOU
I don't think so man. Those lights are off on purpose.
ELWOOD
Okay. We gotta figure out something these people like
and fast.
MURPH
Hey I got it. Remember the theme from Rawhide?
ELWOOD
The old favourite. Rowdy Yates.
MURPH
What key?
DONALD
A. Blues country key.
ELWOOD
Rawhide in A.
SONG: "Theme from Rawhide"
The crowd is passified, the lights come back on. They finish the song.
ELWOOD
Theme from the TV show Rawhide. Thankyou.
JAKE
Now we'd like to do a favourite of the horn section.
We hope it's one of yours.
SONG: "Stand by your man"
JAKE
Well folks it's time to call it a night. Do what you
feel and keep both feet on the wheel. You don't have to go home but you can't
stay here. So till next time...
SONG: "Theme from Rawhide"
JAKE
(to the band)
Let's get the hell outta here.
They start packing up, Bob approaches Jake and Elwood.
BOB
Shit I'm gonna tell you boys that's some of the best
goddamn music we've had in the Country Bunker in a long time.
ELWOOD
Well uh... sorry we couldn't remember the Wreck of the
Old 97.
BOB
Oh, well, hell you guys can learn it next time well ya
come back.
JAKE
Bob, about our money for tonight.
BOB
That's right. Uh $200, and you boys drank $300 worth
of beer.
ELWOOD
Uh, well, like, when we first come in the bar lady
never charged us for the first round so like we figured you know beer was like
complimentary for the band, you know.
BOB
Uh, hu hu, Uh-Uh.
Bob shakes his head.
JAKE
Well, I'll just go and take up a collection from the
boys.
BOB
Well, I tell ya, I sure would appreciate it.
Jake and Elwood head out to the cars. The band are talking about the gig.
WILLIE
I say this trip is no where man. I say we gotta quit.
MURPH
What? Quit? Well I wish you guys would make up your
mind. Otherwise I've gotta call Mr. Ronzinni at the Holiday in and get our old
gig back.
STEVE
Back at the Armada room?
JAKE
(approaches the band)
Listen. They want us to pay for the beer we drank, so
you guys better split. The next gig is gonna be dynamite, huge, you'll see.
WILLIE
I say we give the Blues Brothers just one more chance.
DONALD
Why not? If the shit fits, wear it.
Getting into he car.
DONALD
Scoot over goddammit.
The band leaves.
ELWOOD
The boys look a little upset. Hey man, don't worry, we
got a coupla days. We'll get the penguins tax money. I mean look, we got an
appointment to see Mr. Sline tomorrow. Everything's gonna be alright. Let's
skate.
An RV pulls into the parking lot.
JAKE
Goddammit.
Jake and Elwood walk towards the RV as the Good Ole Boys are getting out.
JAKE
Excuse me gentlemen are you the Good Ole Boys?
LEADER
Yeah, that's right, I'm Tucker McElroy, lead singer,
driver of the Winnebago. Listen I'd like to talk to you son but were running
very late.
Jake holds up a crunched cigarette packet very quickly as though it were an ID badge of some kind.
JAKE
My name is Jacob Stein, the American Federation of
Musicians Union local 200. I've been sent here to see if you gentlemen are
carrying your permits.
LEADER
Our what?
JAKE
Your Union cards. May I see your cards please?
LEADER
S'pose we ain't got no union cards and we go in there
and start playing anyway. Now what you gonna do about that? You gonna stop us?
Stein? You're gonna look pretty funny trying to eat corn on the cob with no
fucking teeth.
JAKE
Listen, let me talk to Bob, the owner, see if we can
put your band on contract waivers for tonight. I don't want you to move from
this spot. Just let me handle this.
ELWOOD
We'll uh... we'll talk to Bob.
Jake and Elwood slowly retreat as Bob comes out to the parking lot.
JAKE
Get in the car and start her up.
Elwood goes to the car, Jake goes over to Bob.
BOB
You know you boys owe me a lot over money for that
beer you drank tonight goddammit.
JAKE
Bob, we loved playing here tonight. My brother's
writing out an American Express travelers check to cover the extensive bar tab.
BOB
Well, I sure would appreciate it.
JAKE
I'd better check up, see how he's doing, see I have to
sign it too. I usually sit in the car and write it out on the glove compartment
lid. Okay?
Jake walks towards the car and feels his jacket pockets.
JAKE
Need a Pencil!
Jake gets in the car, Elwood starts it and they drive off. The Good
Ole boys rush over to Bob.
LEADER
Were them guys from the union?
BOB
Union? What the hell union. Those boys skipped outta
here owing me a lot of money for beer.
Notices their costumes.
BOB
What the hell are you guys all dressed up for?
LEADER
We're the Good Ole Boys!
BOB
You're the Good Ole Boys!
Jake and Elwood are in the blues mobile - Bob and Good Ole Boys in
the Winnebago following in the Distance.
LEADER
Shit.
Bob fires a shot through there back windshield.
ELWOOD
Our lady of blessed acceleration don't fail me now.
Behind a billboard two troopers, Daniel and Mount, have set up a
road watch. Jake and Elwood drive by.
TROOPER DANIEL
I don't believe it. It's that shit-box dodge again.
TROOPER MOUNT
Bastards are ours now.
Squad car pulls out with sirens blaring and lights flashing, but
crashes into the pursuant Winnebago. The RV does a roll and knocks over a fire
hydrant. They all climb out of wreckage. The troopers pull gun on the Good Ole
Boys.
