Cadillac Records Page #4

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Appreciate that.

Yeah, well, how come, then,

you need me to sign this thing?

That's what people do in business.

You know, you got a power with that guitar.

Amazing. It even put three women

in your bed last night.

Yeah, but you married.

I like another kind of broad.

Does that bother you?

What's that gonna bother me for?

I'm just saying, it doesn't make me

like them. And that's not me.

I'm not that.

Who is you?

Sign the contract and find out.

You got a pen there?

All right.

This is the newest race music

right out of Chicago.

And I want you to remember this name.

Muddy Waters.

The last time I signed something like this,

I got married.

Well, that's what this is.

Till death do us part.

By the way, the car's yours.

- What do you mean?

- You earned it.

Muddy! Listen!

Now playing Muddy Waters'

Can't Be Satisfied, WGES Chicago.

It's you!

- Come on in here.

- No! I got to go to work!

- Come on in, Mama.

- Muddy, don't! Muddy!

On a Sunday night,

when no one happened to be in Len's club,

the Macomba mysteriously burned down.

Hi, Daddy.

He put the insurance money

into this here recording studio.

Hi.

Hi, baby. Hi, there. How you doing?

Look. It's coming along, huh?

- We're late on our mortgage again, Len.

- Yeah.

- It's gonna have to wait.

- You're gambling our home.

- Yeah. And we're gonna win big.

- And if we don't?

I won't let you down, babe.

I won't let you down.

- Dave, show her the... Spin the thing.

- Sure thing.

You see this?

Chess Records was the best studio

in Chicago.

Had a sound nobody could touch.

Tie me up. Come on.

- Did everybody see?

- You guys better watch out now.

Little Walter getting electrified!

He's amplifying a f***ing harmonica.

Wait, Chess. Let him try it. Watch it now.

- All right. Go ahead.

- Take one.

Forty days and forty nights

Since my baby left this town

He's blowing all over Muddy's vocals.

I got to cut.

No, hold on.

But the rain keep coming down

She my life, I need her so

Why she left I just don't know

Let it ride.

You can't record a record

with harmonica all over the place.

Yeah, we can.

Forty days...

Okay.

And forty nights

Since I set right down and cried

Keep raining all the time

But the river running dry

Lord help me, it just ain't right

I love that girl with all of my might

It works.

Now that's a record.

- You like that?

- Yeah.

Walter got a record. Let's lay it down.

- Oh, yeah?

- You want to hear?

Why don't you and Jimmy back him up?

You caught me on a good day.

Where's Belo at?

Take one.

Boss, this your new sh*t?

Yeah. You like it, huh?

- Go park it, motherf***er.

- What?

Park it at your house.

Oh, Jenny, you see this sh*t?

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