That Thing You Do!

[Pop]

[Whistling Song]

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[Ends]

[Cymbals Shiver]

[Record Starts]

[Jazz Plays]

[Telephone Rings]

[Ring]

Patterson's.

Man:
What's goin' on

down there?

Dad?

Harriet Priestly

just called your mama.

Her husband

drove by the store

and said the lights

were still on.

What are the lights

still doing on?

I'm cookin' the books

as usual, Dad.

The sign, Guy.

The sign is still on.

Are we open for business

all night now?

No. Sorry. I, uh,

I'll turn that right off.

Is that music playing on one

of the store hi-fi's?

I'll turn that

right off, too.

"Turn that off, too."

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[Pop]

[Man Singing]

[Horn Honking]

Oh.

- God. [Muttering]

- [Honking Continues]

[Continues]

[Engine Shuts Off]

Hey, beautiful. Where you headed?

You forgot all about me, didn't you?

- No. I was headed there right now.

- Liar!

I caught you! Admit it.

- We were all waiting for you.

- Well, let's go back. I'll follow you.

No. It's late and I'm tired

and I need to sleep...

so I think we should go to your place

and talk about this.

Mmm. We go to my place,

I'm gonna make out with you.

Okay. We can do that too.

[Softly]

Uh-huh.

- [Jazz]

- [No Audio]

Mmm. Say it. Say it again.

I... am...

Spartacus.

Oh, yes! Yes, you are.

Mmm. Yes, you are.

You are Spartacus.

- You know what I was thinking today?

- Mm-mmm.

We've been together

for almost a year.

You got out of the army, then

at Brisbane's Christmas party, we meet.

Then we had

a little flirting period...

until you saw the light

and asked me out.

So almost a year total.

Except for those two months

I broke up with you.

Yeah. Almost a year... total.

- Let's call it a year.

- Okay.

- Happy "anniversiary", Teen.

- [Chuckling]

And how can we

make tonight... special?

- Hmm.

- Down, boy.

I'm going home. I have my first appointment

with my new dentist in the morning.

Oh? What happened

to your old... dentist?

Oh, he... retired

or died or something.

So what does your dad

think of those new ideas?

What ideas?

Well, moving the store to Riverside Plaza

and doing TV commercials.

Oh. Inventory was

so goofed up today...

and, you know, he was in no mood to talk,

so I just... tabled that stuff till later.

Later. Guy.

Is it good business to let these things

stand in the way...

for the sign to read,

"Guy Patterson Appliances"?

- I don't think so.

- I'd probably keep it "Patterson's Appliances."

You know, the name you trust.

Well-

I'm... going... home.

You keep... saying that.

Well, I mean it this time, so-

Come on. Come with me.

Why don't you walk me to the door...

so I can give you

my patented night-night kiss?

Dang.

Oh.

But I thought you

already decided on The Echoes.

Nah. Some band in Buffalo's The Echoes,

and I wasn't wild about that.

- Oh. Let's just... call us

The Band You're About To Hear.

- How 'bout The Corvettes?

Is that The Corvettes

or The "Chordvettes"?

- No. Corvettes, like the car.

- Well, see, I was thinkin' like the chord.

"Chordvettes."

Like chords in our music.

No.

- [Woman] That's 10 cents.

- [Cash Register Dings]

[Man]

Is that Skitch Patterson?

- Hi.

- Hey there. Morning, everybody.

- Morning, Guy.

- Well, here we are. Erie's lone beatnik.

- Hey, Guy.

- [Guy] Good morning.

- Faye, I just... dinged your bumper.

- Oh.

- My sister's car.

- Oh. It is... a little scratch.

Yeah? It's okay.

[Chuckles] She's away at nursing school,

so she won't even notice.

- I'm buying you breakfast.

- Thank you.

- I'm gonna buy all you kids breakfast.

- Oh.

- Cool.

- God! Could've had steak and eggs.

Hey, you can

run into my girlfriend's car anytime.

Hey, all right. Yeah.

What about The Tempos?

You know, tempos?

Not The Tempos, tempos. I was

in a band already called The Tempos.

We were... terrible.

- Hey, Guy, weren't you

the drummer in The Tempos?

- Heard that.

I keep comin' back to The Herdsmen.

- [Woman] How 'bout The Big Tippers?

- I like it.

[Guy]

Oh, that's mine. I got that.

Okay, Skitch.

You wanna experience shame tonight?

We're playing

the Mercyhurst College talent show.

- [Groans]

- It's gonna be hilarious.

Jimmy and The Herdsmen.

Chad gonna solo on "Wipeout"?

Oh, you know, every song

is "Wipeout" to Chad.

- Thanks for breakfast.

- See ya, Faye.

I gotta pass, but if you kids need

any new wires or plugs, give me a call.

All right. Well, you're gonna miss it.

College girls, coeds... by the fistful.

- Oh, hey, my dad wants a roto-antenna.

- Tell him to come by the store.

He already talked to

a salesman at Tele-Mart.

That's a big mistake.

Lenny, those cats

don't know squat about service.

[Woman]

Come on, honey.

[Organ]

- Hey, hey, hey. Lookin' good. Hmm?

- [Mouthing Words]

[Sighs]

Morning.

Don't we open at 10:00 on Saturdays?

Yes, we do. And it's a good thing.

[Continues]

Go talk to your sister.

Ask her what am I paying you for.

Hey, Dad, we should move the store

to Riverside Plaza. Don't you think?

- [Grunts]

- Uh, parking, steady flow of foot traffic...

excitement of a new location?

- Hi, Mom.

- Hi, dear.

- Darlene.

- We could throw a grand opening...

that would give those clowns

at Tele-Mart something to worry about.

What?

Don't mention Tele-Mart,

you idiot. They're killing us.

- Shut up.

- No, you shut up.

- Shut up right now.

- Come over here and make me, fathead.

You know, like the flock that follows,

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