[music]
[soft music]
[Woman] [laughing]
You're naughty.
[Man] Yes, I am.
-[Woman] Come over here.
-[Man] I am on my way.
[Woman] Yeah?
You're a...
bad, bad man.
I try to be.
[both giggling]
[screams]
[Woman] Honey!
Hey. I'm sorry.
I'll just, uh,
be on my way.
No, no, no!
No! [screams]
[Male Narrator]
Tonight, on A Silent Heart,
Paul Cole will
wake up in a world
where nothing is as it seems.
A world where
everyone knows their lines
and the only thing
that's real is home.
Paul?
-Paul?
-[Man] Paul?
That's right.
And I'm May.
I'm Doctor Kraft.
Are you awake enough
to answer a few questions?
-[Paul] My head.
-State your name, please.
-Uh, Paul.
-Occupation?
I-I, I don't remember.
-You're an actor.
-[Paul] What?
The rest of your troupe
left town already.
But you were with the play
that was here Saturday
at the Palace Theater.
You're an actor.
[Paul] An actor?
Whom do we notify
about your accident?
[Paul] What accident?
You were caught, weren't you?
That was an accident.
[Paul] Caught?
Who--
Who are you?
His long-term memory
seems to be completely shot.
-Short term?
-I don't know.
Memory loss is unpredictable.
Could be a couple of weeks,
maybe more.
We'll see.
An actor?
Say, Paul.
I don't know about New York,
but adultery is ill*gal in Ohio.
Here's the plan.
You're taking the next bus
out of town.
I ever see you again,
I'll lock you up
and throw away the key.
Understand?
Mm-hmm.
Afternoon.
How much is a ticket
to New York City?
Thirty-three dollars,
one way.
How far east will $7 get me?
Uhh...
Emlay.
That's $3.97.
Then. Jeffords.
-That's $5.64.
-That's great.
Jeffords is great.
First time to Jeffords, eh?
[Detective] You come all the way
from New York
just to sleep with
another man's wife.
What kind of
a guy are you, Paul?
[racing heartbeat]
[gasps]
[music]
Okay, so I'm in
a hotel room in...
Where the hell am I?
Paul Edwin Cole.
125 Grove Street,
New York, New York.
Damn...
125 Grove Street.
125 Grove Street.
125 Grove Street.
125 Grove Street.
125...
How the hell am I
going to get home?
[music]
Can I help you?
Yeah.
What stinks out there?
That's the tannery.
Where do you think
those New Yorkers
get their penny loafers?
What can I help you with, sir?
How much is a ticket to
New York?
[chuckles]
$30.41.
Thanks.
Can you tell me
where I might get a job
-around here?
-Just follow the stink. [laughs]
[steam whistle blows]
Have you ever worked
in a tannery before?
Not that I know of.
Oh.
Um, no.
Unskilled labor.
Oh, uh, I'm an actor.
We might have an opening
in the shipping department.
Basically just tossing
sacks around.
Nothing an actor can't handle.
[chuckles]
[dove coos]
[music]
[Man 1] I got it.
I got it.
[Man 2] Get crankin', guys.
Keep crankin'.
[music]
Hey, is it true that I won't
get paid till next Friday?
Afraid so.
Listen, um, I just
got to town and uh...
[chuckles]
You know,
it's the darndest thing,
I don't have any money.
Not even to eat.
Jesus, buddy.
I don't know, uh,
that's Gordie Bellman
over there.
He sometimes loans money out
in flats of four.
I can let you have 20.
Make it 24.
Give me your watch.
What for?
You want the bread,
you gotta put something up.
[sighs]
I don't think I can give
more than 20 for this.
Eh, what the hell.
Thanks.
[bell rings]
[music]
[Casper] Gee, the man
in the moon looks friendly.
Golly, I'll go up
and visit him.
[magical music]
Gosh, there's no man
in the moon.
Nothing but rocks and holes.
[loud crunching]
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
[Casper] Oh, I'm tired.
[door opens]
Come on, buddy, show's over.
Hmm.
[music]
[door closes]
[dogs barking]
[music]
[kids screaming]
Hey.
Those little devils.
Halloween's not
for another three weeks.
Sorry, ma'am.
Are you here about the room?
It's nine dollars a week,
but I can make you breakfast
and a sack lunch
for a little more.
But not between
11:00 and 12:00
because that's when
A Silent Heart is on.
Oh. [chuckles]
How much would that be?
Twelve total.
That's--that's fine with me.
Do you have a suitcase
or anything?
[Paul] No, I guess you could say
I'm traveling light.
Okay. Uh, well, you know,
you're, you're welcome to
borrow anything of Bobby's.
You know,
you look about the same size.
-Thank you.
-Okay.
I'll let you get settled.
[sighs] All right.
[sighs]
[music]
[music]
Nick.
Nicky.
Pauly and Nicky.
Pauly and Nicky.
Home by Christmas, Nicky.
Cross my heart.
[music]
[steam whistle blows]
[Man] Next.
Hey champ,
forgettin' something?
Do we always have to go
through this routine every time?
Ten a pay day.
Four pay days, remember?
[sighs] Right, right.
You ever heard of a wallet?
I, uh, must of lost it.
Sorry.
Hold on.
I got your watch.
My watch?
Yeah, you're all paid up.
Come on.
I always buy a round
when a man pays off a paper.
[laughter]
[music]
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
There's a knocked-out cat
by the name of Frankenstein
He's got a great big house
And a friend
who's six foot nine
Now move aside,
my gents and chicks
'Cause tonight's the night
when the monster
Gonna peep on down
to the house of Frankenstein
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
-Her name's Edna.
-Who?
The clown.
You should go talk to her,
Pauly.
She's a real nice girl.
Ah, ah, ah, ah.
Go ahead.
Talk to her.
Come on!
What do you gotta lose?
All the werewolves howl
and witches hump
And zombies do the...
[laughing]
[music]
[Edna] See any good
movies lately?
I'm sorry?
I saw you in the theater.
Remember?
We were the only ones there.
Right, right.
You just moved to town,
didn't you?
Yeah, a couple of weeks back.
Maybe a bit longer.
Time flies when
you're having fun.
-I'm Edna.
-Paul.
Would you like to sit?
[music]
I love that monster
[people cheering]
You, uh, dance?
Not the fast ones.
Maybe they'll play
a slow one later.
Maybe.
You're an actor, right?
Word gets around pretty fast
in Jeffords.
[chuckles] I was.
I, uh...
Am an actor back in,
in New York.
Are you, [clears throat]
are you an actor as well?
Me? No.
No, I couldn't be an actor.
Oh, sure you could.
You've definitely
got that, uh...
Well, you're very theatrical.
I noticed you right away.
Well, I am wearing
a clown costume.
Huh! Now that you mention it,
I suppose you are.
[music]
[laughs] Why--
Why is that, by the way?
They don't have Halloween
in New York?
Is it?
Wait, you're
the only one dressed up.
You mean to tell me this is
how these people normally look?
[laughing]
So you're like
a real actor, then?
A serious actor.
I guess.
-Theater mostly, so...
-I love the theater.
I used to write to shows
asking for programs
so I could pretend like
I'd seen them in person.
It's live, you know?
It's all happening right
in front of you.
Right in front of you.
[music]
What's a New York actor
doing in Jeffords, anyway?
Big city too tame for you?
[chuckles] No, I'm...
researching a role.
Really?
What kind of role?
Oh, it's a guy who--
He loses his memory.
And he gets lost
and he's trying to get home.
-Why does he have to get home?
-What do you mean?
Well, if he doesn't remember
who he was,
why doesn't he just
start over, be someone new?
That's what I'd do.
What, and just never know?
Doesn't sound like
a very happy ending.
People always talk
about happy endings.
I think beginnings
are much happier.
You still have
the whole movie ahead of you.
You know how they say your life
sort of plays back at the end?
-Mm-hmm.
-Like it flashes
before your eyes,
who you were, what you did.
Like it's a movie
and you're just stuck there
in the audience.
There's no way to
change any of it.
Now this guy,
he has another chance.
How do you know it's not
already too late?
Maybe you're just watching
the movie now.
Ow!
That's how you know it's real.
Really?
I will have to remember that.
This is mine.
[music]
I can't tell you how
nice it was to meet you, Edna.
So if you're just
here researching a role,
I guess you'll be leaving soon.
Maybe I'll take your advice.
Start over and be someone new.
I doubt there's much a quaint,
little town like Jeffords has
to compete with New York.
More stars.
Oh, I never thought
of it like that.
All of a sudden,
I feel like
I might never see you again.
You can see me again tomorrow,
if you'd like.
After work.
[music]
Three, one, two Lark.
312 Lark Street.
L-A-R-K.
L-A-R-K.
-Like the bird?
-Like the bird.
[music]
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Hey, that was a good one.
Nothing like a little romance to
make you forget your troubles.
Hey look, Ms. Maloy,
there's another one starting.
Must be a marathon.
Well, don't you have a date
with Edna?
[Announcer]
Tonight, on A Silent Heart.
Oh, right.
I, uh, better get going.
Mm-hmm.
Seems you two have been seeing
a lot of each other lately.
You keeping track now?
I'm just saying.
You know, Edna's a nice girl.
Kind of girl a man
could make a life with.
You always look so smart
in that jacket.
Well, don't stay out too late.
I worry.
I won't.
[Announcer] Has Paul started to
forget about having forgotten.
Maybe he's lost for good.
Maybe it's good to be lost.
[music]
[Announcer]
Here at Rockefeller Plaza,
crowds bursting at
the seams with Christmas spirit
gather for the lighting
of the giant Christmas tree.
Standing 65 feet tall--
[Paul] New York seems--
It seems so beautiful.
-That's a funny thing to say.
-Is it?
Well, that's where you're from.
Right.
Right, it's just been a while.
You know, you forget.
How long has it been?
It feels like a lifetime.
Do you ever think
about going back?
I mean, what's keeping you here?
There's something about
being here
with you.
[music]
[Edna] I feel...
so lucky that we met, Paul.
Me, too.
It's okay.
We have time.
Is it all right
if we turn out the light?
What's this?
[Edna] Oh, I found you
in one of my programs.
I was going to ask you
if you'd sign it for me.
But first...
[music]
What time is it?
I don't know.
It's getting pretty late.
I should get going.
Oh.
You mind if I borrow this?
Okay.
Sorry to-to uh, rush off,
but uh,
Mrs. Maloy worries
if I'm out too late.
That's okay.
We have time.
[music]
[music]
Home by Christmas.
[music]
Edna.
Edna.
Why?
Why now?
I don't know.
I just know that I have to go.
What do you mean you don't know?
Are you trying to be funny?
[Paul] No, there's
something wrong with me, Edna.
I don't know who I am
or I forgot.
This isn't me.
All right, I'm somebody else.
Somebody I don't know.
And I'm afraid if
I don't go now, I'll never know.
What are you saying?
What does that even mean?
[Paul] I don't know.
I just know that I have to go
to New York.
I've got all these notes.
I've been saving for a ticket.
Saving?
You've been saving all along?
No, no, that's what I'm saying.
I forgot.
I can't remember anything
about the life I had
before I came here.
It's so stu--
You could come with me.
Come.
Come with me.
Please.
What else did you forget?
How do you know there's not
a wife and kids
waiting for you in New York?
[sighs] I'm so sorry, Edna.
[music]
[horn honks]
[indistinct PA announcement]
[music]
Uh, 125 Grove Street, please.
Grove Street?
That's the Village, right?
-Just 125 Grove.
-That's the Village.
[music]
[music]
-Oh, hello.
-Hi.
[expectant music]
[door creaking open]
[clears throat]
[screams loudly]
Benny!
Benny, there's someone here!
[screams]
[Benny] Paul?
Well, what the hell
are you doing here, man?
Sorry, I-I thought
this was my place.
Y-you trying to be f-funny?
I know it's your damn place,
I got a chick in here.
This is your--
I thought you said this was
your place, Benny?
You know what?
I should have known it.
Don't baby me!
Don't baby me! No!
[Benny] I'ma handle Cole,
all right?
[Woman] Pigs, all of you!
[door slams]
Hey, what the hell, man?
You ever heard of a phone?
I-I didn't think I'd need to.
Hey, don't put the b--
Don't put this on me.
You weren't supposed
to be back yet.
Well...
Look, the least you do,
y-you gotta give me
five minutes, all right?
Five minutes,
where am I supposed to go?
I don't know, get a coffee.
Take a walk.
It's five lousy minutes,
if you'd have called
the beast wouldn't have
been here in the first place,
all right.
It's five minutes.
-Hey man...
-Five f*cking minutes, Paul.
[door slams shut]
[chain locking]
Hey!
[banging on door]
[Benny] Shut the f*ck up!
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
What the hell, man?
Hey, you have to go.
Wait a g*dd*mn minute.
I paid you 25 bucks.
Sweetheart.
I've never been so
embarrassed in all my life.
[door slams]
You know something, Pauly?
You're an as*h*le.
And you've always been
an as*h*le.
[door slams]
[door opens]
Welcome back home...
Pauly.
Whew.
[jazz music playing]
[sniffs]
Mm...
[knock on door]
Nicky.
Thought I'd
lost you there, buddy.
Hey, good to see ya.
You all right, man?
[coughing] All right, man.
You all right?
Sorry.
What happened to you, man?
I don't even know
where to start.
Start with a beer, huh?
Take a seat.
[jazz music playing]
I heard about you
tossing Benny on his a*s.
What?
No, no.
Best thing that ever happened to
that freeloadin' son of a b*tch,
you ask me.
Hmm.
You listen to my record yet?
Uh, yeah. Yeah.
I did.
You want it back?
Nah, it's yours, man.
I gave it to you.
Oh, right. Right.
Should we, uh--
Should we put it on?
I just wanted to hear what
you thought of it, that's it.
Ah, man, it's great.
I loved it.
I ain't gonna be mad
if you haven't gotten
around to it, Pauly.
[jazz music playing]
Something happened to me.
You get the clap again?
What? No.
Again?
I'm messin' with you, man.
What is it?
Come on, you know
you can tell me anything, Pauly.
It's my memory.
I'm losing everything.
It's like, I can't
even remember my damn name.
Well, what happened?
I don't know, man.
Some kind of accident.
I was stuck somewhere.
Somewhere in a little town
in Ohio.
Ohio?
Nightmare.
You know, and I thought that if
I could to New York, you know,
it would all come back, but,
but it hasn't.
-You know, I'm here and--
-Hey. Hey. You remembered me.
Of course I remembered you,
but I don't remember
anything else.
[Nicky] For f*ck's sake, man,
don't worry so much.
We'll get you to a doctor.
He'll sort it out.
This sort of thing's easy
to fix.
The important thing is
you've got me, right?
And nobody knows you like I do.
And if I know you, which I do,
you're not gonna wanna
miss happy hour at The Pony.
Come on, Pauly.
It's Christmas.
Get in the spirit.
All right, all right.
-You good?
-Yeah.
My man.
Come on.
[sirens wailing]
[dogs barking]
[jazz music]
Everyone's here, man.
It's so crowded.
That's the idea, Pauly.
It's a bar.
-Look who it is.
-Hey!
[laughing]
Look who I brought.
Hey, I'm, uh, Paul.
[laughing]
You've still got it,
hey, Pauly?
Where the hell've you been, man?
[Woman 1] Can't you see,
he's obviously been
somewhere in Europe
growing that mustache.
-[Woman 2] Looks like France.
-[Woman 1] Spain maybe?
[Nicky] Come on.
Sit down, man.
Make yourself at home.
Come on.
-All right.
-Take your coat off.
Hey, Pauly, you know who
I saw the other day
-that made me think of you?
-Who's that?
Please, sir,
can I have tuppence, please?
A shilling, please?
-Come on do the voice.
-Do it.
-Do the voice.
-Do it like you did it.
-Like I did?
-Come on, you remember.
The bum, the bum, remember?
A homeless guy, St. Marks.
You do the voice.
You beg him for change.
It's hysterical.
Why--why was that funny?
What? It's your joke, Paul.
What are you too good
for a laugh now?
Hey bud, why don't you grab
us a couple of beers, huh?
Yeah, sure.
Anybody else need anything?
I'll take another if you want.
Three beers, please.
[jazz music playing]
Hey stranger,
got a smoke for a lonely girl
whose boyfriend forgot to
wish her a Merry Christmas?
[jazz music]
I gotta get back to my friends.
Merry Christmas.
Oh, thanks, man.
I was just telling them to
lay off the questions for a bit.
-Thanks, Pauly.
-Yeah.
-Hey guys, it's temporary.
-Yeah, of course.
-Cheers.
-Cheers.
Cheers.
Hey Pauly, you might
not remember, you owe me $100.
Yeah, you owe me $1,000.
You don't remember.
-Sorry, sorry.
-Trust me.
[laughing]
It's a joke.
Nevermind.
I quit.
That's your girl, man.
That's Rita.
It's all right,
I'll speak to her.
No, no, no.
She's my girl.
-Are you sure?
-Yeah.
[door closes]
Wait!
Wait, please!
[dramatic music]
Hands off, jerk!
[sirens wailing]
Paul?
Are you sick or something?
Rita, no, I, just...
Rita, wait.
Yes, yes, I am sick.
-What do you mean?
-Look, I'm sorry.
I-I didn't remember you.
-Yeah, you're sick, all right.
-No, it's true.
-I had an accident.
-Oh, yeah?
So why'd you chase after me
if you didn't remember me?
I thought you were
somebody else.
What happened to you, Pauly?
I know I wasn't your only girl,
but at least you
were a better liar.
Get better soon, okay?
[car door slams shut]
[music]
[Edna] Paul.
[people whispering]
[music]
[phone rings]
Yeah. Hello.
[Helen] Could it be?
Is it really him?
Beautiful day, sir.
[Helen] Has
the one and only Paul Cole
finally graced us
with his presence?
[Paul] Sure has.
[Helen] Where the hell
have you been, honey?
[Paul] Uh, London, Paris.
You know me,
I can't keep 'em straight.
[Helen] [laughs] Wait!
I've gotta hear this in person.
My office first thing.
Coffee's on me, okay?
[Paul] Sure, but can you please
just remind me where that is?
[Helen] Oh honey,
you're hopeless.
106 West 45th, 10th floor.
And don't make me wait
another minute.
[music]
[Helen] Is that a ghost?
No, it's just me, I'm afraid.
Get in here, darling.
[laughs]
My God, what on
earth has happened to you?
You must have lost
about 40 pounds.
It kind of suits you, actually.
Wiry, a Woody Stroud type.
Well, sit down,
sit down, baby! Please.
So what
the hell happened, honey?
You forget about
your friends back in New York?
Oh, oh, how could I forget?
[laughs]
Look, there's no need
to be embarrassed.
-I know what happened, darling.
-You do?
Gerba phoned. He told me
that you fell in love.
But I want to hear it
from the horse's mouth.
I, uh, I did meet someone,
a really nice girl.
A really nice married girl,
from what I hear.
Married?
Heard the husband
didn't think it was so nice.
Heard he put you up in a luxury
suite at the general hospital.
But you should have called,
you know, I was worried sick.
I mean, last night
I get a call from Nick
and he tells me that
you're having some kind of
-memory problem?
-No, no.
Things are just a little cloudy.
That's all.
It'll pass.
Well, it had better.
What good's an actor
who can't remember his lines?
[laughs nervously]
It'll pass.
They told me it's
just temporary.
What's that?
Just a little something to
help you get back on your feet.
Oh thanks, but I'm-I'm fine.
I really--
I want to get back to work.
Oh, and you will, as long as
I have anything to do with it.
Call it an advance.
I know you're good for it.
Thanks, but I'm fine, honestly.
Fine, but I want my doctor
to take a look at you,
so I'll set it up and you
get your butt there, deal?
Deal.
So, have you seen any
of your ladies yet?
[chuckles] No, no.
No ladies.
-Are you okay?
-Yeah, yeah.
Okay. You're not dizzy
or your pupils are dilated?
You look good.
Walk for me.
Walk straight.
Walk straight.
Arms out.
Woody Stroud! [laughs]
[jazz music]
[knocking on door]
-Hey.
-You're not dressed?
Come on, man.
We're late.
Late?
New Year's Eve.
Oh. Right, uh, yeah.
Just, just give me a second.
Is this my record?
[Paul] Is it?
It's great.
Hey, uh, Nicky,
can I ask you something?
Anything, Pauly.
What do you remember about me?
What do you mean?
You know, like,
something personal from before.
You appreciate good jazz.
Yeah, but what else?
Like, what--
What kind of person am I?
Jesus, Paul, how would I know?
You're my friend.
I'm your friend, yeah.
I'm not your girlfriend.
Really?
You can't tell me anything
about the kind of person I am,
except that I like jazz?
Come on, man.
Let's go to the party.
Band's waitin' on me.
Not to mention Hailey.
Look, I don't--I don't think
I'm ready for a party.
[Nicky] What are you
talking about?
Nothin', sorry.
Look, how about we do
a little prep work?
-Okay.
-All right.
Who's throwing the party?
Guy from the bar.
Come on, Christmas.
Rhymes with head.
-Fred.
-Hey, there you go.
Pauly, they're your friends.
Relax, just be yourself.
[jazz music playing]
You're the amnesia boy, right?
Yeah, uh, that's, that's right.
I'm sorry.
I must've forgotten your name.
Doesn't surprise me.
I'm with Billy Loomis.
You remember him?
[chuckles]
I don't think I do.
That's him over there, trying
to put the make on our hostess.
Hmm.
So do you really have amnesia?
Uh, yeah, yeah.
I really-- I really got it.
-You try a blow to the head?
-What?
You know, like in the movies?
First blow, you got amnesia.
Then the second blow,
it all comes back.
Oh, right.
No, see, I do remember
some things, so...
Oh, so it's not really
that bad then?
Like, if I told you my
name, you'd remember it, right?
For a while.
Oh well, what if
I did something a little more
memorable?
Like took off all my clothes?
Or spilled my drink
on your head? Whoops.
Or set fire to the house?
[nervous laughter]
Yeah, well,
I would probably remember
that for a little longer.
Well, I'm Judy Fitzgibbons.
You got it?
Mm-hmm.
Then say it.
Um, Judy Fitzgibbons.
Uh, don't. Uh-uh.
[laughs] Listen to you.
You're scared, aren't ya?
I'm just teasing.
You know, you're lucky in a way.
Being able to forget things.
There are all sorts of
things I'd sooner forget.
-Don't ask.
-I won't.
-I should get--
-Still remember my name?
Mm-hmm.
Um...
Uh...
[nervous laughter]
Fitz...
Gibbons, Fitzgibbons.
And?
[glass breaks]
-You'll f*ck' remember this!
-Wait, wait, wait!
Okay, okay!
Wait, wait, wait!
What the hell, man?
What the f*ck
are you doing, huh?
Ah!
Who the hell do you
think you are, huh?
[glass breaks]
[intense music]
[loud screaming]
[scary music]
Have you been having
any headaches?
No.
Any trouble sleeping?
No.
I um...
Sometimes I have bad dreams,
but I don't remember them
when I wake up.
I'd like to try
narco-analysis on you.
If you think it might help.
It may open your
memory a little,
temporarily at least.
See, I can't tell.
No one tell if your condition
will improve, Paul.
Or if it does, when.
So you--you think I might
never get better?
Well, I'm sorry to have
to tell you that,
but it's a possibility.
There must be something.
This is not
a death sentence, Paul.
You're not a condemned man.
Oh well, maybe you can
start over, be something else.
-That's one way to look at it.
-But I'm an actor.
It's who I am.
It's who I'm supposed to be.
What else can I do?
Lie down now.
Let's see if the narco serum
can provide some answers.
We'll pop this in your arm,
and then I'll go away
for a few minutes
while the serum takes effect.
Relax.
Here we go.
-I'll be back.
-Okay.
[door opens and closes]
[soft music]
[Doctor] Can you hear me, Paul?
Yes.
[Doctor] Would you state
your full name, please?
Paul Cole.
Paul Edwin Cole.
[Doctor] What
happened to you, Paul?
I don't know.
[woman screams]
[Doctor] Let's go back further.
Tell me what you remember
about your parents.
[soft music]
Funeral.
The way the casket
glinted in the sun.
[Doctor] You have bad
dreams, don't you, Paul?
Yeah.
[Doctor] What are they about?
[Paul] I'm in the dark.
I'm alone.
[Doctor] Are you sure
no one else is there?
[heart beating]
[Paul] Edna?
Sometimes Edna.
[Doctor] Tell me about Edna.
What is she doing?
[Paul] She's looking for me.
Edna!
[Doctor] It's all right.
Just try to relax.
Why can't she see you, Paul?
[dramatic music]
Edna!
[Edna] What kind of a guy
are you, Paul?
[phone ringing]
-[Paul] Hello?
-[Helen] I got you a job, honey.
-Tomorrow!
-[Paul] Really?
-An acting job?
-[Helen] Of course.
You're an actor, aren't you?
[Paul] Of course.
[Helen] Well, you better
be after all I've put into you.
Now, Herbie is your main man.
Remember Herbie?
[Paul] Herbie?
I-I don't think I do.
[Helen] Bald, 5'6", glasses.
Even you can
remember that, right, sweetie?
[Paul] [chuckles]
Sure, sure.
[Helen]
Look, it's a simple role,
but it's an important one, too.
This is your first step back.
[Paul] I'll be fine.
[Helen] I know you will.
I know a star when I see one.
[alarm bell rings]
[music]
[bell rings]
[Woman] Behind schedule, 15!
[Man] Where's my actor?
[Man 2] All right, reset!
Back to one!
[Man 3] Hey! You'll get
somebody k*lled with that!
The people that
we are employing,
it's just not
up to scratch, okay?
We make so much money.
[music]
[Herbie] Darling!
Herbie.
This is no time for chit-chat.
Let's get you straight
to makeup, okay?
Okay.
We're liable to use you
before lunch.
-Are you going to be ready?
-Yes.
Okay, let's go.
Come on.
[music]
Quickly, darling.
Quickly, please, quickly.
Come on.
[music]
It's in here.
Paul, it's been too long.
We have to catch up later,
okay, darling?
-Ciao.
-Okay.
All right.
Who are you?
Um. I'm uh, Paul Cole.
Paul Cole. Who?
No, no.
In the show.
Who are you in the g*dd*mn show?
Nobody's told me.
Well, sh*t.
How do they expect me
to make you up
if I don't know who you are?
Stay here.
All right.
[music]
Ah, you're condemned man.
Is that some kind of joke?
You think I've got time
for jokes?
Something wrong with you?
What are you, a nut?
No, it's just kind of
a coincidence.
No talking now.
I've gotta do your face.
[music]
One minute!
For God's sake.
All set.
If they want
your hands done, too, come back.
If they don't say nothing,
you don't say nothing.
[music]
[Woman] Come on, get out
of the way. We've gotta move!
[Herbie] If I don't have
my afternoon nap,
I get very cranky.
If I get cranky, I'm not happy.
I need to have a nap.
I need to recharge, darling.
Please!
Wow, you look amazing.
Come on!
Quickly, Karen! Karen!
-Who's this?
-Condemned man.
I don't like the suit.
It's too light.
Condemned man ought
to be darker, more somber.
You don't get condemned
in a seersucker suit.
-Harvey!
-Yeah?
Get this guy into
a darker suit, okay!
-What is your name?
-My name's, uh, Paul Cole.
Well, Paul Cole,
don't tell Karen I said this,
but I think that the seersucker
suit, the paleness of it,
the light of it is actually
a beautiful juxtaposition
to the darkness
of condemned man.
If you're asking me,
which I know no one is,
but that's what
I'm getting paid for.
Just an idea
that I had, personally.
If it were up to me,
which it isn't, of course.
I have Paul Cole, condemned man.
Did you bring up
the f*cking hands?
-Where, where are the suits?
-What?
He means wardrobe.
Why didn't he say wardrobe?
[music]
[Woman] What are you doing?
They told me I needed
a darker suit.
Get undressed.
Wait over there.
[music]
Best I could do, honey.
I prefer the seersucker,
but Karen will be happy.
Hey, do you know
what my line is?
I don't--
Karen should know.
Much better.
Not a bad suit to die in,
right, Harvey?
Right.
Excuse me.
Can you tell me what my line is?
Shh. Come along.
I think when they come
to the line,
it will come from within you.
I don't think it will.
[music]
Great.
We'll call you when we're ready.
It might take a few,
so don't smudge your makeup.
-Okay, darling?
-I never got my line.
[Karen] Harvey!
[music]
Hey, guys.
[Herbie] Okay, guys.
You can break for lunch,
but be back by 1:30 sharp.
Not a second late, okay?
Paul, we'll catch up
another time.
[music]
[indistinct chatter]
[music]
[creepy music]
Where the hell
have you been?
Come on! You're up!
-[Paul] Wait, wait.
-[Harvey] Moment of truth.
[Paul] Now?
Wait, do you know the line?
Nobody told me the line.
[Harvey] The character will come
from within you.
[Paul] Yeah, you said that.
Juxtaposition.
Yeah, exactly.
[music]
You're up!
Who are you?
Condemned man?
Uh, yes.
Yes, good.
All right. Down here.
That's it.
Plop yourself there.
Right. [clears throat]
Condemned man, your cue is hang
by the neck until you're dead.
No, no, that's, that's not it.
That's your--
That's your speech cue.
Your first cue is,
the prisoner will arise, okay?
So you stand up,
you face the judge,
the judge will pronounce
sentence, blah, blah, blah.
And then your cue is hanged
by the neck until you're dead.
Shouldn't that be hanged
by the neck until dead?
f*cking amateurs.
All right, lose--
Lose the you're, okay?
You got that?
Yeah? Good.
All right, okay.
Uh, and then you and you,
come this way.
So you will take one arm each.
You'll hoist him out
of his chair,
and then you're going to
really hold on to him.
You drag him back this way.
And then here,
see where this cross is?
You're going to stop right here
and you're going to twist out--
Let, let go, let go, let go.
You twist out of his grasp,
lunge towards the judge.
And you uh, you shout your line,
really shout it out, okay?
You got that?
-Uh, I, I haven't got it.
-What?
I-I haven't got the line yet.
f*cking hell. Herbie! Herbie!
-[Herbie] Yes, darling?
-He doesn't know his line.
Okay, line, oh, okay.
So I put it here.
And your line...
Paul, Paul...
Your line is,
"I don't want to die."
-Got it?
-I don't want to die.
Simple.
Simple, right.
Really shout it out, yes?
Right.
Once you've done that,
they're going to grab you again,
and they're going to take
you out here, hustle you out.
Easy.
Okay, good.
I think that's it, people.
Ready? Okay.
Attorney, judge,
spectators, condemned man.
Everyone's set.
Questions, problems?
Good, all right.
Let's have a dry run.
[fading voices]
[music]
I don't want to die.
I don't want to die.
I don't want to die.
I don't want to die.
I don't want to die.
[Bailiff] Court is in session.
I don't want to die.
Your Honor, if you'll allow,
my client would like
to read the briefing.
[Prosecutor] The family deserves
restitution, Your Honor.
My client has extreme remorse.
I don't want to die.
I don't want to die.
I don't want to die.
I don't want to die.
I don't want to die.
Hold it.
Hold it, people.
-What is it, darling?
-He's looking at the camera.
What?
The camera's on him.
He's looking right at it.
For the love of God.
Listen, this is a dry run.
We're still acting, right?
The judge is about
to pronounce sentence.
Look at the judge.
Judge.
-[Paul] Sorry.
-Got it?
[Paul] Yeah. Sorry.
Okay. Let's go from where
we just were.
George, when you're ready.
[heart beating]
The prisoner will rise.
The prisoner will rise.
[chair falls]
I hereby sentence you
to hang by the neck until dead.
[dramatic music]
[breathing loudly]
[heart beating]
Cut, cut, cut, cut.
Where are you going?
Where are you going?
I told you to stop right here.
X marks the spot, yes?
Right here.
-Oh, I-I didn't see it.
-You see it now, though, yes?
-You see it now, nice big X?
-Yeah.
Okay. Good.
You understand this is
live television, right?
As in two million f*cking
living rooms?
Yeah.
I got it.
Okay, you're sure you've got it?
You're really sure?
-Mm-hmm.
-Okay, 'cause we're going live
in--Christ, okay.
Move, people.
Settle down.
Everybody in position.
We are going live in
five, four, three, two, one!
[gavel banging]
[Judge] Court is in session.
Your Honor, if you'll allow,
my client would like to make
-a short statement prior to--
-[Prosecutor] Your Honor,
the family deserves restitution
for these heinous crimes.
[Defense] Your Honor,
my client has demonstrated
remarkable remorse.
The defense rests.
[Judge] The court
has reached its verdict.
The prisoner will rise.
I hereby sentence you
to hang by the neck until dead.
[dramatic music]
What I've lost,
I can't ever get back.
I don't want to die.
I-I don't want to die.
I don't want to die!
I don't want to die!
I don't want to die!
I don't want to die!
I don't want to die!
I don't want to die!
Get off!
Get off of me!
I don't want to die!
I don't want to die.
I don't want to die.
I don't want to die.
I just want to go home.
[sobbing]
I just want to go home.
Commercial, commercial!
Is this a f*cking joke?
-No, no.
-Is this a f*cking joke?
[Paul sobbing]
Get up, get up.
Are you f*cking high?
-I'm just--I'm sick.
-You're damn right you're sick.
Sorry, it won't uh,
it won't happen again.
I know it won't.
Trust me, darling.
I know it won't happen again.
Okay, that's a wrap, darling.
Your check will be in the mail.
And do me a favor, will you?
Hold your breath till it comes!
[door slams shut]
[music]
No return, no return
No return, no return
Come to me
I can hear my lover call
Come to me
No return, no return
I lost my love
On the river
And forever
my heart will yearn
Gone, gone forever
Down the river of no return
Wailaree, wailaree
Wailaree
You never return to me
No return, no return
-Hi, Helen.
-[Helen] It's Jerry Lewis.
I'm sorry, I don't know--
I don't know what happened.
[Helen] I'm in a very awkward
position as a result of your--
Yeah, I know.
I know you are.
And I'm sorry.
Helen, Helen.
[Helen] What?
Do you remember the name of the
town I was in with the company?
-The last town?
-[Helen] I don't know.
-Hereville.
-Are you sure?
[Helen] Of course I'm sure
for Christ sake.
Great, great.
Thank you.
-[Helen] Good luck.
-And Helen--
[music]
[Man] Hereville.
[music]
[door closes]
Excuse me, Miss.
I'm a little turned around.
Can you tell me where
Lark Street is, please?
About a quarter of a mile
that a way.
Make a left on 6th.
Lark will be on your right.
Great.
Thanks.
[music]
[knocking on door]
Hi, is Edna home?
There's no Edna here.
Uh, did she move?
Not in the 12 years
I've lived here.
Is there a--
Is there another Lark Street
in this town?
Why would there be two
Lark Streets in the same town?
Well, then she should be here.
[door slams shut]
[knocking on door]
What now?
Um, the tannery.
How do I get to the tannery?
The what?
The tannery.
The factory with the leather
factory, the tannery.
There ain't no tannery here.
Now leave me alone.
-Where then?
-What are you doing?
-On the other side of town?
-What are you?
I already told you, there
ain't no tannery here at all!
But that's not possible.
It--
[door slams shut]
Wait.
[banging on door]
Open up! I know--
I know she's in there!
Edna!
[music]
I don't want to die.
I don't want to die.
I don't want to die!
[sirens wailing]
[music]
What happened?
Run out of married women
in New York?
-You know me?
-How could I forget you, Paul?
Been holding a cell for you
at county
in case you
happened back this way.
This is the man, officer.
Hey!
[door shuts]
[dramatic music]
[door bursts open]
[Detective]
Hold it right there, Paul!
Hey!
Where do you think you're going?
[intense music]
Ow!
Ah...
You've got a lot of nerve.
You know me, too?
Of course I know you.
You're that fella the detective
ran out of town last fall.
You shouldn't have
come back here.
I'm sorry.
I had an accident.
I'm uh...
I don't remember things
too well.
Well, he said if you ever
showed your face here again,
he'd throw you in jail.
The two of you sat right
over there waiting for the bus.
A bus to where?
Where did I go?
It was a town with the tannery.
What town, please?
How should I know?
You know how many tickets
I sell, young man?
-But you remember me?
-Of course I remember you.
It's not every day I see
someone get run out of town.
But then why?
I don't know what sort of
trouble you're in, young man,
but I think you better
clear out of here.
Oh, God, please, please, please.
Easy.
Easy.
Just say it out, calm and easy.
[sobbing]
I want--
I want the town
with the tannery near here
that busses go to.
[sirens wailing]
[music]
[music]
Excuse me, Miss.
Can you tell me,
does this town have a, uh,
Lark Street?
[music]
Oh, uh,
please excuse my appearance.
I had a little uh, accident.
Lark Street, like the bird?
[chuckles] Mm-hmm.
Just go straight
until you get to Oak.
Make a left.
Lark is three blocks down.
Thank you very much.
[music]
[bus brakes hiss and squeal]
[romantic music]
[Paul] Ow!
[music]
Ooh
[music]
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
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