Gerry Page #4

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for part-time help at Bruck Mills.

No way in hell.

Denise...

We found a new producer, all right?

Yeah, and he knows what he's doing.

He's gonna get us out of the bars,

and book us in some real venues.

Only two nights a week?

It would help us pay for the baby's things.

Just the nights the band's not playing.

They said Friday. it's Tuesday!

Pack of liars!

Goddamn motherfucking son of a b*tch!

They could've given me one more month!

Four f***ing months.

What's one more, give or take.

Calm down, kid.

Tell them to go to hell!

Calm down, kid.

What's going on, big brother?

Repossessors.

I'm four months behind.

Get in. Forget about it.

Get me the f*** out of here.

Cheer up, big brother.

You can always buy another car.

It's not just the car.

I'm...

I'm done with music, Grald.

I knew it!

I'm fed up with being flat broke

all the time.

My heart's not in it anymore.

Yeah...

Yet another sorry excuse?

You can't leave. We've always

done everything together.

I'm not a real musician anyway.

It's better this way.

You wanna end up like Dad?

Is that it?

Punch in every single morning

and do what they tell you to

like a goddamn robot!

Ask for permission to piss

and then get laid off

at the end of it, f***?

There's nothing wrong

with an honest day's work.

Jesus Christ, what's the matter

with this f***ing wreck now?

What do we do?

Let the piece of sh*t burn.

I don't remember the name.

All I know is that

it was the same guitar Elvis had.

A Harmony, Pierre.

Exactly, a Harmony.

I practised playing like him

in front of the mirror.

I was more into gospel music

and Negro spirituals...

Church music!

Blotter, gentlemen?

Can't turn that down!

It's a gift from me to you.

Hey, don't take advantage of me.

When I used to go

into the cathedral near our house

and see the organ,

I'd leave like...

in a trance.

I always knew there was something

mystical about you, Gerry.

When I was a choirboy,

I'd go watch the organist play.

Those were the first shows

I went to.

And when I saw...

the light pouring in from either side

of the church through...

The stained glass!

Yeah, the stained glass!

Just like it is here!

And the acoustics, Gerry!

- The acoustics!

- The acoustics!

I can't get over the sound it produced.

Even today,

churches are the best place

to play music.

You sparkle like the northern lights.

The acoustics! Gerry!

What?

The Oratory!

Where?

I know.

The Oratory...

We'll hold a mass!

A mass for the dead!

Johnny told me

you're looking for a drummer

for the show at the Oratory.

Can I bum a cigarette?

We're not doing the show in Latin,

are we?

Brothers...

for if you live according to the flesh,

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