Behind the Candelabra Page #3
wonderful.
I'm going to give you
my private number.
It's unlisted.
Now, I'm counting
on you...
so don't you forget.
You'd better not walk
onto my stage
with a ketchup stain.
Like anyone
would give a sh*t.
He's so unprofessional.
- Hello?
- Hi. This is Scott... Thorson.
- I'm sorry, who?
- Scott. I'm Bob's friend.
I was at L-- his house.
I have medicine for his dog.
Hold on.
- A Scott somebody.
- Who?
- Friend of Bob's. who was at your house.
- Oh, Scott!
He has medicine?
Scott, is that you?
Hi.
Um... Yeah...
Mr.--
No, no. Please,
just call me Lee.
Lee. Okay.
I have
the medicine
for your poodle.
For his eyes?
Oh, my savior!
I was going to just
tuck it in the mail
tomorrow morning...
and it should be there,
you know, in a few days.
Oh, no, no. I don't want Baby
Boy to have to wait that long.
Why don't you just book a flight
and come up this evening?
At my expense.
It's not that important.
Scott, why don't you let me
decide what's important.
You know, you'd be
doing me a great favor
if you'd fly up here
this evening.
And I promise you I'll fly
you right back to L.A.
after my first show.
- I promise.
- Okay.
Alone at last.
Thank you so much for
bringing my baby's medicine.
No problem.
He's going to be fine.
What would you like to do
with your life, Scott?
What's your dream?
I want to be
a veterinarian.
Oh, don't you
just love animals?
So do I.
You know, because they
love you, no matter what.
That's what makes them
dumb animals, I guess.
If they really knew
who we were,
they'd have nothing
to do with us.
Scott, I...
I feel like
I can trust you.
And I have to talk
to someone.
I've got myself
in a terrible mess.
What is it?
It's Billy.
My protg.
I've created a monster.
A monster!
I gave him everything.
- I put his name in lights-- I made him famous.
- What did he do?
Well, he's out of control!
He's ruining me!
He's ruining my image!
I can't stand bad publicity!
My fans, you know?
Unfortunately,
they're not dumb animals.
He's just... he's done
terrible things!
He's breaking
my heart.
It's just he's drinking heavily,
he's getting into fights.
And I can't
get rid of him!
He's under contract
for six months!
I'm going to be ruined!
I just wish his wife
would come and take him away.
His wife?
Hand me a towel, please.
Thank you.
I never know whether
people like me for me,
or what they can get
out of me.
You know,
because I'm Liberace.
Walter Liberace,
for God's sakes!
I mean,
can you imagine?
I mean, Walter's fine
for Pidgeon,
but Liberace?
It was the only thing
my father gave me.
He was
a French horn player.
He left us
for an oboist.
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