The Incredible Hulk (1978) s04e18 Episode Script
Patterns
That's a lot of money.
Well, I need it to finance Liz's show at the Fashion Center.
You borrowed money from gangsters so I could have my show.
(GROWLING) Did that green thing scare you or something? Sam hired some muscle.
Sam's only crime is giving too much.
And thinking too little.
Look, Sam, I lie for you, I write bum checks for you, but when it comes to my paycheck, that's it! This is your last chance, Sam.
Pay up now, or pay up when you get your insurance check.
Liz is there! Liz! Let me out! Torch it.
They're gonna burn the place, Solly.
Help! EMCEE: Matching sleevelets to enhance the flow of elegance.
(HULK ROARS) (WOMEN SCREAMING) (ROARS) NARRATOR: Dr.
David Banner, physician, scientist.
Searching for a way to tap into the hidden strengths that all humans have.
Then, an accidental overdose of gamma radiation alters his body chemistry.
And now, when David Banner grows angry or outraged, a startling metamorphosis occurs.
(ROARS) The creature is driven by rage and pursued by an investigative reporter.
Mr.
McGee, don't make me angry.
You wouldn't like me when I'm angry.
The creature is wanted for a murder he didn't commit.
David Banner is believed to be dead.
And he must let the world think that he is dead until he can find a way to control the raging spirit that dwells within him.
(ROARS) Easy, David, easy.
I never did see a finger that grew back.
Hmm.
Nice.
Nice.
You got good hands.
You should have gone to med school.
(GRUNTS) Thanks, Solly, but this is just fine.
Sam was nice enough to give me a job.
Well, Sam is like that.
You know, I knew a Barsky once in Philadelphia.
Changed his name to Barr.
Are you related? Hmm, I don't think so.
No.
He was in frozen fish.
(CHUCKLES) Sam's a good man.
He's got a good heart.
You're gonna do fine here.
Say, got to Liz's office and see if the new patterns are in.
Okay? Okay.
SAM: You gotta be kidding! I don't believe it! I don't believe you come into my place of business and ask me for money.
Well, come in already! Money! Is that all friendship means to you? Friendship! You owe me six months back invoices.
That comes to $12,683.
13! You think my fabric grows on trees? You think I go to the supermarket and pay with friendship? Sam, I need the money! David, my best worker.
Marvin Mulleavy, my fabric supplier for over 20 years, exclusively.
Yeah.
My money? Hello.
"My money, my money.
" You Judas! Papa, take it easy.
I'll take it easy just as soon as this gonif is out of here.
Sam.
Please, I've done business with him for 20 years.
For 20 years, I've paid him every dime.
Now, is he going to give me a break? For six months I've given you a break.
Now pay up, or I'll see you in court! Then see me in court! David, show him the door! Mr.
Mulleavy.
I'll get you, Sam! Mr.
Mulleavy.
I know the way out! Oh, of course you do.
Of course you do.
I just thought I might, well, bring up a mitigating circumstance that perhaps Sam forgot to mention.
Mitigating circumstance? The show, Papa, the show.
You be quiet.
You be creative.
What the hell are they talking about? The Fashion Center.
Liz's show on the 19th, you see.
She'll be showing all of her original designs, and they'll be modeled for buyers from stores from all over the country, and I'm sure that after that, well, there'll be more than enough orders to cover Sam's debt.
Is this true? Why didn't you say so? (SIGHING) You got me mad.
This fellow makes sense, Sam.
You should let him do your talking all the time.
Save you a lot of grief.
David.
Yeah? Thank you.
Yeah.
That David's got a pretty good head on his shoulders, you know what I mean? Papa.
Just the kind of guy I'd like to see take over this business after I'm gone.
I'm not getting much younger, you know.
Papa.
And he's a good-looking guy, too.
(BOTH GIGGLING) Papa, I gotta get back to work.
Ah.
There's none of us getting much younger.
Age doesn't mean anything.
Just yesterday, I was rocking you in your cradle.
And now you're 28 years old.
Twenty-seven.
(LAUGHING) Hello, Peggy.
How's your son? Say hello for me, now, don't forget.
Hello.
Hey, Steve, Yankees did it again last night.
I think that's five in a row.
Hi, Esther.
(LAUGHING) How you doing, honey? How's it going, Solly? We'll be ready, we'll be ready.
Liz's designs for the show are beautiful.
They'll be classics.
Who needs from classics? She should do modern.
This hi-tech, now that's what's hot.
God forbid she should listen to me.
God forbid.
Yeah, yeah.
Listen, Solly, the regular orders, the blouses for Forsythe Holworth? Grinding out, grinding out.
Good.
Good, Solly.
Now that's what pays the bills.
Some of them anyway.
(LAUGHING) David, come with me.
I think it's time I showed you how the front office really works.
I'm telling you, it's fascinating.
(LAUGHS) SAM: How are you, Mrs.
Sauder? Brandes.
Hold please.
Brandes.
Oh, your check will be in the mail in two weeks.
Brandes.
Check will be in the mail in three weeks.
Brandes.
Oh, Mr.
Brandes? He's in the hospital, it's very serious.
But when he gets out, I'll have him call you.
That's my Gladys.
She is the best in the business.
(LAUGHING) I quit.
Gladys, why? You're doing beautiful, honey.
You're my right hand.
Look, Sam, I lie for you, I write bum checks for you, but when it comes to my paycheck, that's it! I told you to put it through again.
I put it through five times! I quit! Gladys.
Gladys, come back, I'll give you a raise! A raise, he's gonna give me.
He doesn't even pay me my salary! (LAUGHING) Oh, boy.
How would you like a promotion to right hand? I just spoke to the modeling agency, they'll have a few girls for you to look at tomorrow.
Good.
I see Sam's got you doing Walter's job now.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
What happened to Walter? He joined the army.
(GIGGLING) David, wait a minute.
About this morning, thank you.
Oh, that's all right.
My father is not a businessman.
Sometimes I think he just doesn't understand money or want to.
No, Sam believes that he should be treated the way he treats other people.
With trust.
Like family.
Like family but with him at the head of the table.
(CHUCKLES) And now, with my show, it costs $15,000 to produce.
Sam says, "Don't worry, honey, I've got the money.
"You're gonna have your show, "and we're all gonna be rich and famous.
" $15,000.
But he said that he had the money.
Now why would Sam make something like that up? You mean lie? Ever since Mom died, Sam's been trying to fill the void.
You know, anything and everything for his little girl, no matter what it took.
College, design school, in Paris, of course.
Paris was great.
But New York would've been fine, too, you know what I mean? Mmm-hmm.
Well, it seems to me that Sam's only crime is giving too much.
And thinking too little.
He can't understand that I love him.
With or without Paris, with or without this fashion show.
Well, fathers do tend to indulge their daughters.
I don't want to be indulged.
I want to share the good and the bad.
He doesn't realize that he can talk to me as an adult.
You know, like this morning with Mulleavy? I had no idea that the problem was so serious until all of a sudden now they're screaming at each other.
And then Gladys, and now Walter.
I mean, what's next, David? Oh, I don't even want to guess.
No, that's 16 bolts of material, not 60, do you understand? Right, 16, and I'll need them by tomorrow.
All right, fine.
Thank you very much.
Where's Sam? Well, in his office down the hall.
Mmm.
Thanks.
SAM: Allan.
(CHUCKLING) Sonny.
It's nice of you guys to stop by.
How much? How about a drink, gentlemen? How much, Sam? That's a lot of money.
Well, I need it to finance Liz's show at the Fashion Center.
We're gonna make big bucks on that one.
Big bucks! Yeah? I need it, fellas.
It would really be a favor.
We're not in the business of favors.
Take it easy, Sam.
We can let you have the money at Let's see.
(CALCULATOR BEEPING) Thirty-three percent interest and payments starting next week.
And 1,250 per.
How's that? Fine, fine.
The only thing is, lately your reputation with money hasn't been the greatest.
Everybody knows it.
I'm a little concerned.
Look, we've been around the block a couple of times before.
Back when Sonny here was just a twinkle in your eye.
You ever been stiffed by me before, huh? The word of Sam Brandes is gold.
I'm afraid this time we need something a little more concrete than just your word, Sam.
You're getting old, Sam.
Maybe too old to run this place.
My son is rude.
Sometimes he doesn't have the proper respect for his elders, but he does have a point.
Sam, what if something did happen where you couldn't pay it back? You wouldn't want to have it hanging over Liz's head.
All she'd inherit would be this business debt.
(SCOFFS) You mean Liz handles the business? You gotta be kidding.
Haven't you guys met my partner? What partner? SAM: The young guy in front.
He's a real go-getter.
I made him my partner.
He's running the place.
Hell, I get exhausted just watching him.
So? So So what I'm telling you guys is that it ain't just me.
You got David, too.
You'll get paid back, every penny.
Now look, we got a deal or not? I don't have all day, Malamud.
No, now come on, now.
I want those trucks out of here by 3:00.
Okay, you understand? Pleasure doing business with you.
That's okay.
Go back to running the business.
We'll be in touch when the time comes.
(KNOCKING ON DOOR) You're right on time.
Punctuality is the most important part of our business.
That's the first lesson Dad ever taught me.
It's good to listen to your father.
Here's your payment schedule.
We want you and Barr to become real familiar with it.
Don't worry.
Where is your partner? He's out with a buyer now.
He seems like a very hard worker.
I like that.
Give the man the money.
Sam, aren't you even going to count it? I trust you guys.
(GIGGLES) Don't trust anyone.
We don't.
Your first payment's due next Wednesday.
And you know what to expect if we don't get it.
Don't worry, I know.
Make sure your partner does, too.
Right.
(GIGGLING) Or it can be worn as a scarf.
Hi-tech.
This is what I want you to go with for the show.
No.
Yes.
No.
Why not? Because I wouldn't want that in my closet.
Of course not, but it'll sell.
To who? People who are getting a late start on playing doctor? Exactly! Look, you got doctor clothes, fireman clothes.
You got painter clothes.
All you gotta do is put them in a lot of funny colors.
(CHUCKLES) lt'll put us right out of business.
Uniforms are what's in! Papa, you are always one trend behind.
What do you know? I know that that is not fashion.
You know what's not fashion? How? Please, tell me.
Give me the wisdom of your years of experience.
Fashion should emphasize the individual, Papa.
Somehow complement who we are, not Nowadays, who you are means nothing.
It's what you do that counts.
Well, I design clothes.
Clothes for people, not uniforms for institutions.
There's a Mr.
Cox from Forsythe Holworth in your office.
Cox? Maybe he wants to increase the order on the blouses! I'll see you later.
Think about it.
What do you think, David? They're awful.
(LAUGHING) Effective immediately, Mr.
Brandes, Forsythe Holworth is terminating it's order for your line of women's blouses.
Terminating? How can you terminate? Those blouses are one of your biggest sellers! It's a loss leader to get the housewives into our department stores.
Well? They're in, and now we're over-inventoried.
Oh, you can't do this to me.
That line is our bread and butter.
I'm sorry, Mr.
Brandes.
Wait a minute.
For nine years I've made you those blouses.
Year in and year out.
What do you say to that? Diversify.
I love you all like my family.
You are my family.
And, uh What I have told you hurts me.
(SCOFFS) It hurts me the same as if I were telling my own child to leave my house.
But you will all be back.
Just as soon as my daughter, Liz, has her show.
Believe me, all of you will be back.
Okay, Pappy.
Ah, Giuseppe.
(LAUGHS) I'm gonna miss your meatball sandwiches.
Stay well.
(LAUGHS) Okay, Steve.
Root 'em in.
Sam.
I'll stay.
Solly, I Sam, you need me to take care of the designs.
I can't let you do this, Solly.
Sam, I'm staying, and that's it.
DAVID: Sam.
You owe me two weeks back salary.
(WHIMPERS WEAKLY) I know.
I think I ought to stick around long enough to collect it.
(LAUGHING) (PHONE RINGING) Brandes Designs.
SONNY: It's Wednesday.
Uh, we got a problem.
Everybody's got problems.
My bread and butter contract canceled.
Give me until two days after the show.
You'll get it all.
Ask your dad I'm telling you it's Wednesday.
All day.
(PHONE CLICKS) Good, good.
I'll get the rest of the patterns.
What are you (MUFFLED SCREAM) Where's Solly? Do you have it or not? Have what? Where's Solly? Please, don't play games.
No one showed.
That's real insulting.
One more time.
I have no idea what you're talking about.
He's not being reasonable, Dad.
What do you want? I'm sorry, but you know the rules.
Rules about what (SCREAMING) Last time.
Do you have it? I don't have anything! (GRUNTS) (DAVID SCREAMING) (GRUNTING) It's old-fashioned but very effective.
Lesson number two.
(ROARS) (YELPS) (BOTH SCREAMING) (ROARING) (GRUNTS) (POLICE SIREN WAILING) (SIGHING) Maybe.
That's all I can promise.
Maybe.
We'll just do the best we can.
We all will.
My designs.
They're ruined.
Did you see them? It all happened so fast.
They grabbed me and they threw me in the janitor's closet.
And then I heard screaming, like an animal or something.
I don't know, Liz.
David? Well, they were after something specific.
I don't know what.
When I couldn't answer them SAM: This is terrible.
It's terrible.
We have to call the police.
SAM: What for? What are they gonna do? LIZ: Well, they'll do something.
It won't do any good, honey.
One guy gets locked in a closet, David gets beat up.
I've seen this happen before.
It's rivals.
Who knows, it could have been anybody.
Thank God nobody was seriously hurt.
Look, the police aren't going to do anything.
We'll just have to go on from here.
We'll get your designs ready again.
For tomorrow? Yes.
By tomorrow.
Sure you're okay? Yeah, I'm sure.
I would like to have a talk with you, though, in your office, Sam.
Sure.
Sure.
David, at least stay until the show.
Please.
I need you.
We all do.
I need to know who those two men were.
How would I know? 'Cause they were here, Sam, in your office last week! My doctor says I shouldn't smoke.
Sam! You talk as if we were all family.
Who were those men? I have to know.
(DOOR OPENING) We'll talk later, David.
We'll talk now, Papa.
Now.
LIZ: Why? Why sharks? So you could have your show.
You borrowed money from gangsters so I could have my show.
Why didn't you tell me? I wanted to protect you.
(STAMMERING) And David? Your little secret didn't protect him.
SAM: I'm sorry, David.
I should have told you.
If that Forsythe Holworth account hadn't been terminated I did it just for you.
Whatever Liz wants, Liz gets.
I don't even have to tell you what I want, I get it anyway.
Liz! No, it's just all too one sided.
You do all the giving.
I'm tired of doing all the taking.
Please, honey, after the show After the show I am leaving.
Who needs her, huh? Who needs her? (POLICE SIREN WAILING) Well, it's not bad, not bad.
After tomorrow, we're gonna be back in business again.
The show's gonna be a big success, and we're gonna pay off the sharks.
I want you to be my partner.
For real.
Sam, I can't do that.
I have to move on.
Besides, you have one.
Quite a capable one, too.
What does she know? (GIRLS GIGGLING) Just one moment.
Is it ready yet? Oh, great.
You won't reconsider? Maybe you could talk her into the hi-tech.
Maybe not.
No ashes, no traces, no building.
My work is guaranteed.
Brandes will collect on his insurance, and you guys will get your bread.
Maybe we just take the whole thing.
Teach him a lesson.
I've been thinking.
His show is tomorrow.
Maybe we wait till it's over.
We let Sam skate, we gotta let everybody skate.
Our name will be worthless.
That was lesson number three.
That green thing scare you or something? Yes.
Muscle! Sam hired some muscle.
We're in a business.
We built a reputation, our clients respect us.
What do you want to risk that for? You're right.
I taught you well.
Forget I mentioned it.
But we give Sam till 8:30.
If you don't get a phone call from us by then, torch it.
(PEOPLE CHATTERING) EMCEE: Leave the pearls at home.
This silk satin jumpsuit redefines the notion of basic black.
The hood and the halter neck don't give even a hint of the bare-back plunge this design reveals.
Note the rhinestones that accent the bodice on the cuffed trouser leg.
This look can hold its own next to any tuxedo.
Our own Lady in Red.
This dress, with its ribbon skirt flowing on the diagonal from hip to floor and sparkling with rhinestones, dares every man in the room not to pay attention to any woman who dares to wear it.
The rhinestone-dotted fringe of this high-cut purple leotard can't distract us from the harem pants, inset above the thigh and gathered at the ankle with a three-inch ruffle.
A costume appropriate for any one of those Thousand And One Arabian Nights.
Number 232 is Jill displaying this two-piece suit of beige rolled silk highlighted with cream-colored trim, which matches the pleated silk blouse worn beneath.
The skirt, falling just below the knee, is fashionably tailored, making this ensemble versatile enough for day or evening wear, echoing the understated elegance of the Great White Way.
Boy, who wrote this? LIZ: I did.
I know.
Papa, will you just try and read it, please? And fix your tie.
What's wrong with my tie? It's a mess.
What's the matter? I'm embarrassing you? Your father? (SIGHING) Oh! No time.
You give me no time.
Okay.
Oh, Cleveland.
In the audience.
Kansas City? Yeah.
L.
A? I couldn't find her.
It's a him, not a her.
He's our biggest buyer.
David, tell my daughter, Miss Great White Way, that we go on in 20 minutes.
Would you tell her yourself, please? I am quite capable of keeping time.
Now, do you understand everything? Yeah, I can read it.
Understand? You're asking too much.
What I can't understand is why you're ruining your life and breaking my heart all in the same show.
But Liz, if that's what you want.
Papa, can it! Where is number 145? SAM: Which one is that? The white wool suit.
I can't find it.
What do you mean you can't find it? It wasn't delivered.
It's not here.
I've got a model waiting.
What? Solly, we go on in 17 minutes.
Look, calm down and take it easy.
The factory is only a block away, so I'll walk there, get the suit and I'll be back in a few minutes.
No, no, I'll go to the factory.
You'll never find it.
SAM: Liz.
What? No, Pop, it's all right.
I'll be right back.
Look, just try to read your notes and please try to understand them.
I'll try.
David, check the bar.
L.
A.
's our biggest buyer, but he's also our biggest lush.
Okay.
EMCEE: Fashion excitement in an unexpected texture.
This dress features a diamond-shaped pattern circling the bodice.
(PEOPLE CLAPPING) Shown here in fuchsia, this design disproves the yarn about knits lacking the glamour for anything but daytime cardigans.
Next, we have this not-so-simple evening gown in a range of yellow silk chiffon with rhinestones covering the bodice.
(PEOPLE CHATTERING EXCITEDLY) Also, matching sleevelets to enhance the flow of elegance.
(DOOR OPENING) (KEYS RATTLING) What are you doing? Bad timing, miss.
Open this door.
Open it! Open this door! Let me out! Look, lady, shut up! When the phone rings, I leave.
Let me out of here! (DOOR BANGING) This long Keeona gown, accented by rhinestones on the shoulders sleeve and belt, is simple elegance for the evening.
(SIGHING) Liz still ain't back? No.
Sam, Pittsburgh says he wants a date.
Terrific.
Tell him I can deliver by the 20th.
He wants a date with Liz.
Tell him to drop dead.
Fine.
What a business.
Hello, Sam.
Get out of here.
Sam, look, take it easy.
Why don't you guys wait out front, and we'll talk afterwards.
We didn't come here to talk.
We're done talking, Sam.
Look, 10 minutes and we're on! Ten minutes and the factory is ashes.
What? This is your last chance, Sam.
Liz! (GRUNTS) Come on! (GIRLS SCREAMING) (GRUNTS) (GIRLS CHATTERING) (GRUNTS) Come on, let's get out of here.
(ROARS) (GIRLS SCREAMING) (GIRLS CONTINUE SCREAMING) (HULK ROARING) (ALL SCREAMING) (ROARS) (SONNY AND MALAMUD SCREAMING) (GROANING) They're gonna burn the place, Solly.
Stay here, Sam.
I'll call the police.
Sol, Liz, she's in there.
Let me out of here! Open this damn door! Too bad.
No, don't do that! Help! (ROARING) (EXCLAIMING) LIZ: Help me! Get me out of here! Help! Help! Help me! Let me out of here! (GRUNTING) (POLICE SIREN WAILING) Perfect.
Okay, let's go.
You make my suit look beautiful.
(CAMERA CLICKING) Yeah.
Good.
Okay.
(LIZ AND SAM GIGGLE) Oh, it's a good thing you got the L.
A.
Buyer out of the bar.
If he wasn't so plastered, who knows if we would've got that order (LAUGHING) Or the magazine coverage.
I'm just kidding, just kidding.
No sense of humor, this kid.
Oh, I wouldn't bet on that if I were you.
And as for myself, I think I'd better get out of here or I'm gonna miss my bus.
Oh, wait, we can drive you to Newark when this is finished.
No, that's all right, really.
The bus is just fine.
Thank you.
Hell, we could drive him right back to the factory, where he belongs.
Get him a Papa.
Okay, okay.
I learned my lesson.
Partner.
Thank you, David.
For everything.
I'm very sorry I involved you like that.
It was a terrible thing.
I think the only life I'll try to run right now is my own.
Well I'm just glad the show turned out as well as it did.
Congratulations to you both.
Take care of yourself, David.
Bye-bye.
You sure you I'm sure.
He's sure.
(GIGGLES) Thank you, David.
Thank you, too.
Bye-bye.
Goodbye.
Well, I need it to finance Liz's show at the Fashion Center.
You borrowed money from gangsters so I could have my show.
(GROWLING) Did that green thing scare you or something? Sam hired some muscle.
Sam's only crime is giving too much.
And thinking too little.
Look, Sam, I lie for you, I write bum checks for you, but when it comes to my paycheck, that's it! This is your last chance, Sam.
Pay up now, or pay up when you get your insurance check.
Liz is there! Liz! Let me out! Torch it.
They're gonna burn the place, Solly.
Help! EMCEE: Matching sleevelets to enhance the flow of elegance.
(HULK ROARS) (WOMEN SCREAMING) (ROARS) NARRATOR: Dr.
David Banner, physician, scientist.
Searching for a way to tap into the hidden strengths that all humans have.
Then, an accidental overdose of gamma radiation alters his body chemistry.
And now, when David Banner grows angry or outraged, a startling metamorphosis occurs.
(ROARS) The creature is driven by rage and pursued by an investigative reporter.
Mr.
McGee, don't make me angry.
You wouldn't like me when I'm angry.
The creature is wanted for a murder he didn't commit.
David Banner is believed to be dead.
And he must let the world think that he is dead until he can find a way to control the raging spirit that dwells within him.
(ROARS) Easy, David, easy.
I never did see a finger that grew back.
Hmm.
Nice.
Nice.
You got good hands.
You should have gone to med school.
(GRUNTS) Thanks, Solly, but this is just fine.
Sam was nice enough to give me a job.
Well, Sam is like that.
You know, I knew a Barsky once in Philadelphia.
Changed his name to Barr.
Are you related? Hmm, I don't think so.
No.
He was in frozen fish.
(CHUCKLES) Sam's a good man.
He's got a good heart.
You're gonna do fine here.
Say, got to Liz's office and see if the new patterns are in.
Okay? Okay.
SAM: You gotta be kidding! I don't believe it! I don't believe you come into my place of business and ask me for money.
Well, come in already! Money! Is that all friendship means to you? Friendship! You owe me six months back invoices.
That comes to $12,683.
13! You think my fabric grows on trees? You think I go to the supermarket and pay with friendship? Sam, I need the money! David, my best worker.
Marvin Mulleavy, my fabric supplier for over 20 years, exclusively.
Yeah.
My money? Hello.
"My money, my money.
" You Judas! Papa, take it easy.
I'll take it easy just as soon as this gonif is out of here.
Sam.
Please, I've done business with him for 20 years.
For 20 years, I've paid him every dime.
Now, is he going to give me a break? For six months I've given you a break.
Now pay up, or I'll see you in court! Then see me in court! David, show him the door! Mr.
Mulleavy.
I'll get you, Sam! Mr.
Mulleavy.
I know the way out! Oh, of course you do.
Of course you do.
I just thought I might, well, bring up a mitigating circumstance that perhaps Sam forgot to mention.
Mitigating circumstance? The show, Papa, the show.
You be quiet.
You be creative.
What the hell are they talking about? The Fashion Center.
Liz's show on the 19th, you see.
She'll be showing all of her original designs, and they'll be modeled for buyers from stores from all over the country, and I'm sure that after that, well, there'll be more than enough orders to cover Sam's debt.
Is this true? Why didn't you say so? (SIGHING) You got me mad.
This fellow makes sense, Sam.
You should let him do your talking all the time.
Save you a lot of grief.
David.
Yeah? Thank you.
Yeah.
That David's got a pretty good head on his shoulders, you know what I mean? Papa.
Just the kind of guy I'd like to see take over this business after I'm gone.
I'm not getting much younger, you know.
Papa.
And he's a good-looking guy, too.
(BOTH GIGGLING) Papa, I gotta get back to work.
Ah.
There's none of us getting much younger.
Age doesn't mean anything.
Just yesterday, I was rocking you in your cradle.
And now you're 28 years old.
Twenty-seven.
(LAUGHING) Hello, Peggy.
How's your son? Say hello for me, now, don't forget.
Hello.
Hey, Steve, Yankees did it again last night.
I think that's five in a row.
Hi, Esther.
(LAUGHING) How you doing, honey? How's it going, Solly? We'll be ready, we'll be ready.
Liz's designs for the show are beautiful.
They'll be classics.
Who needs from classics? She should do modern.
This hi-tech, now that's what's hot.
God forbid she should listen to me.
God forbid.
Yeah, yeah.
Listen, Solly, the regular orders, the blouses for Forsythe Holworth? Grinding out, grinding out.
Good.
Good, Solly.
Now that's what pays the bills.
Some of them anyway.
(LAUGHING) David, come with me.
I think it's time I showed you how the front office really works.
I'm telling you, it's fascinating.
(LAUGHS) SAM: How are you, Mrs.
Sauder? Brandes.
Hold please.
Brandes.
Oh, your check will be in the mail in two weeks.
Brandes.
Check will be in the mail in three weeks.
Brandes.
Oh, Mr.
Brandes? He's in the hospital, it's very serious.
But when he gets out, I'll have him call you.
That's my Gladys.
She is the best in the business.
(LAUGHING) I quit.
Gladys, why? You're doing beautiful, honey.
You're my right hand.
Look, Sam, I lie for you, I write bum checks for you, but when it comes to my paycheck, that's it! I told you to put it through again.
I put it through five times! I quit! Gladys.
Gladys, come back, I'll give you a raise! A raise, he's gonna give me.
He doesn't even pay me my salary! (LAUGHING) Oh, boy.
How would you like a promotion to right hand? I just spoke to the modeling agency, they'll have a few girls for you to look at tomorrow.
Good.
I see Sam's got you doing Walter's job now.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
What happened to Walter? He joined the army.
(GIGGLING) David, wait a minute.
About this morning, thank you.
Oh, that's all right.
My father is not a businessman.
Sometimes I think he just doesn't understand money or want to.
No, Sam believes that he should be treated the way he treats other people.
With trust.
Like family.
Like family but with him at the head of the table.
(CHUCKLES) And now, with my show, it costs $15,000 to produce.
Sam says, "Don't worry, honey, I've got the money.
"You're gonna have your show, "and we're all gonna be rich and famous.
" $15,000.
But he said that he had the money.
Now why would Sam make something like that up? You mean lie? Ever since Mom died, Sam's been trying to fill the void.
You know, anything and everything for his little girl, no matter what it took.
College, design school, in Paris, of course.
Paris was great.
But New York would've been fine, too, you know what I mean? Mmm-hmm.
Well, it seems to me that Sam's only crime is giving too much.
And thinking too little.
He can't understand that I love him.
With or without Paris, with or without this fashion show.
Well, fathers do tend to indulge their daughters.
I don't want to be indulged.
I want to share the good and the bad.
He doesn't realize that he can talk to me as an adult.
You know, like this morning with Mulleavy? I had no idea that the problem was so serious until all of a sudden now they're screaming at each other.
And then Gladys, and now Walter.
I mean, what's next, David? Oh, I don't even want to guess.
No, that's 16 bolts of material, not 60, do you understand? Right, 16, and I'll need them by tomorrow.
All right, fine.
Thank you very much.
Where's Sam? Well, in his office down the hall.
Mmm.
Thanks.
SAM: Allan.
(CHUCKLING) Sonny.
It's nice of you guys to stop by.
How much? How about a drink, gentlemen? How much, Sam? That's a lot of money.
Well, I need it to finance Liz's show at the Fashion Center.
We're gonna make big bucks on that one.
Big bucks! Yeah? I need it, fellas.
It would really be a favor.
We're not in the business of favors.
Take it easy, Sam.
We can let you have the money at Let's see.
(CALCULATOR BEEPING) Thirty-three percent interest and payments starting next week.
And 1,250 per.
How's that? Fine, fine.
The only thing is, lately your reputation with money hasn't been the greatest.
Everybody knows it.
I'm a little concerned.
Look, we've been around the block a couple of times before.
Back when Sonny here was just a twinkle in your eye.
You ever been stiffed by me before, huh? The word of Sam Brandes is gold.
I'm afraid this time we need something a little more concrete than just your word, Sam.
You're getting old, Sam.
Maybe too old to run this place.
My son is rude.
Sometimes he doesn't have the proper respect for his elders, but he does have a point.
Sam, what if something did happen where you couldn't pay it back? You wouldn't want to have it hanging over Liz's head.
All she'd inherit would be this business debt.
(SCOFFS) You mean Liz handles the business? You gotta be kidding.
Haven't you guys met my partner? What partner? SAM: The young guy in front.
He's a real go-getter.
I made him my partner.
He's running the place.
Hell, I get exhausted just watching him.
So? So So what I'm telling you guys is that it ain't just me.
You got David, too.
You'll get paid back, every penny.
Now look, we got a deal or not? I don't have all day, Malamud.
No, now come on, now.
I want those trucks out of here by 3:00.
Okay, you understand? Pleasure doing business with you.
That's okay.
Go back to running the business.
We'll be in touch when the time comes.
(KNOCKING ON DOOR) You're right on time.
Punctuality is the most important part of our business.
That's the first lesson Dad ever taught me.
It's good to listen to your father.
Here's your payment schedule.
We want you and Barr to become real familiar with it.
Don't worry.
Where is your partner? He's out with a buyer now.
He seems like a very hard worker.
I like that.
Give the man the money.
Sam, aren't you even going to count it? I trust you guys.
(GIGGLES) Don't trust anyone.
We don't.
Your first payment's due next Wednesday.
And you know what to expect if we don't get it.
Don't worry, I know.
Make sure your partner does, too.
Right.
(GIGGLING) Or it can be worn as a scarf.
Hi-tech.
This is what I want you to go with for the show.
No.
Yes.
No.
Why not? Because I wouldn't want that in my closet.
Of course not, but it'll sell.
To who? People who are getting a late start on playing doctor? Exactly! Look, you got doctor clothes, fireman clothes.
You got painter clothes.
All you gotta do is put them in a lot of funny colors.
(CHUCKLES) lt'll put us right out of business.
Uniforms are what's in! Papa, you are always one trend behind.
What do you know? I know that that is not fashion.
You know what's not fashion? How? Please, tell me.
Give me the wisdom of your years of experience.
Fashion should emphasize the individual, Papa.
Somehow complement who we are, not Nowadays, who you are means nothing.
It's what you do that counts.
Well, I design clothes.
Clothes for people, not uniforms for institutions.
There's a Mr.
Cox from Forsythe Holworth in your office.
Cox? Maybe he wants to increase the order on the blouses! I'll see you later.
Think about it.
What do you think, David? They're awful.
(LAUGHING) Effective immediately, Mr.
Brandes, Forsythe Holworth is terminating it's order for your line of women's blouses.
Terminating? How can you terminate? Those blouses are one of your biggest sellers! It's a loss leader to get the housewives into our department stores.
Well? They're in, and now we're over-inventoried.
Oh, you can't do this to me.
That line is our bread and butter.
I'm sorry, Mr.
Brandes.
Wait a minute.
For nine years I've made you those blouses.
Year in and year out.
What do you say to that? Diversify.
I love you all like my family.
You are my family.
And, uh What I have told you hurts me.
(SCOFFS) It hurts me the same as if I were telling my own child to leave my house.
But you will all be back.
Just as soon as my daughter, Liz, has her show.
Believe me, all of you will be back.
Okay, Pappy.
Ah, Giuseppe.
(LAUGHS) I'm gonna miss your meatball sandwiches.
Stay well.
(LAUGHS) Okay, Steve.
Root 'em in.
Sam.
I'll stay.
Solly, I Sam, you need me to take care of the designs.
I can't let you do this, Solly.
Sam, I'm staying, and that's it.
DAVID: Sam.
You owe me two weeks back salary.
(WHIMPERS WEAKLY) I know.
I think I ought to stick around long enough to collect it.
(LAUGHING) (PHONE RINGING) Brandes Designs.
SONNY: It's Wednesday.
Uh, we got a problem.
Everybody's got problems.
My bread and butter contract canceled.
Give me until two days after the show.
You'll get it all.
Ask your dad I'm telling you it's Wednesday.
All day.
(PHONE CLICKS) Good, good.
I'll get the rest of the patterns.
What are you (MUFFLED SCREAM) Where's Solly? Do you have it or not? Have what? Where's Solly? Please, don't play games.
No one showed.
That's real insulting.
One more time.
I have no idea what you're talking about.
He's not being reasonable, Dad.
What do you want? I'm sorry, but you know the rules.
Rules about what (SCREAMING) Last time.
Do you have it? I don't have anything! (GRUNTS) (DAVID SCREAMING) (GRUNTING) It's old-fashioned but very effective.
Lesson number two.
(ROARS) (YELPS) (BOTH SCREAMING) (ROARING) (GRUNTS) (POLICE SIREN WAILING) (SIGHING) Maybe.
That's all I can promise.
Maybe.
We'll just do the best we can.
We all will.
My designs.
They're ruined.
Did you see them? It all happened so fast.
They grabbed me and they threw me in the janitor's closet.
And then I heard screaming, like an animal or something.
I don't know, Liz.
David? Well, they were after something specific.
I don't know what.
When I couldn't answer them SAM: This is terrible.
It's terrible.
We have to call the police.
SAM: What for? What are they gonna do? LIZ: Well, they'll do something.
It won't do any good, honey.
One guy gets locked in a closet, David gets beat up.
I've seen this happen before.
It's rivals.
Who knows, it could have been anybody.
Thank God nobody was seriously hurt.
Look, the police aren't going to do anything.
We'll just have to go on from here.
We'll get your designs ready again.
For tomorrow? Yes.
By tomorrow.
Sure you're okay? Yeah, I'm sure.
I would like to have a talk with you, though, in your office, Sam.
Sure.
Sure.
David, at least stay until the show.
Please.
I need you.
We all do.
I need to know who those two men were.
How would I know? 'Cause they were here, Sam, in your office last week! My doctor says I shouldn't smoke.
Sam! You talk as if we were all family.
Who were those men? I have to know.
(DOOR OPENING) We'll talk later, David.
We'll talk now, Papa.
Now.
LIZ: Why? Why sharks? So you could have your show.
You borrowed money from gangsters so I could have my show.
Why didn't you tell me? I wanted to protect you.
(STAMMERING) And David? Your little secret didn't protect him.
SAM: I'm sorry, David.
I should have told you.
If that Forsythe Holworth account hadn't been terminated I did it just for you.
Whatever Liz wants, Liz gets.
I don't even have to tell you what I want, I get it anyway.
Liz! No, it's just all too one sided.
You do all the giving.
I'm tired of doing all the taking.
Please, honey, after the show After the show I am leaving.
Who needs her, huh? Who needs her? (POLICE SIREN WAILING) Well, it's not bad, not bad.
After tomorrow, we're gonna be back in business again.
The show's gonna be a big success, and we're gonna pay off the sharks.
I want you to be my partner.
For real.
Sam, I can't do that.
I have to move on.
Besides, you have one.
Quite a capable one, too.
What does she know? (GIRLS GIGGLING) Just one moment.
Is it ready yet? Oh, great.
You won't reconsider? Maybe you could talk her into the hi-tech.
Maybe not.
No ashes, no traces, no building.
My work is guaranteed.
Brandes will collect on his insurance, and you guys will get your bread.
Maybe we just take the whole thing.
Teach him a lesson.
I've been thinking.
His show is tomorrow.
Maybe we wait till it's over.
We let Sam skate, we gotta let everybody skate.
Our name will be worthless.
That was lesson number three.
That green thing scare you or something? Yes.
Muscle! Sam hired some muscle.
We're in a business.
We built a reputation, our clients respect us.
What do you want to risk that for? You're right.
I taught you well.
Forget I mentioned it.
But we give Sam till 8:30.
If you don't get a phone call from us by then, torch it.
(PEOPLE CHATTERING) EMCEE: Leave the pearls at home.
This silk satin jumpsuit redefines the notion of basic black.
The hood and the halter neck don't give even a hint of the bare-back plunge this design reveals.
Note the rhinestones that accent the bodice on the cuffed trouser leg.
This look can hold its own next to any tuxedo.
Our own Lady in Red.
This dress, with its ribbon skirt flowing on the diagonal from hip to floor and sparkling with rhinestones, dares every man in the room not to pay attention to any woman who dares to wear it.
The rhinestone-dotted fringe of this high-cut purple leotard can't distract us from the harem pants, inset above the thigh and gathered at the ankle with a three-inch ruffle.
A costume appropriate for any one of those Thousand And One Arabian Nights.
Number 232 is Jill displaying this two-piece suit of beige rolled silk highlighted with cream-colored trim, which matches the pleated silk blouse worn beneath.
The skirt, falling just below the knee, is fashionably tailored, making this ensemble versatile enough for day or evening wear, echoing the understated elegance of the Great White Way.
Boy, who wrote this? LIZ: I did.
I know.
Papa, will you just try and read it, please? And fix your tie.
What's wrong with my tie? It's a mess.
What's the matter? I'm embarrassing you? Your father? (SIGHING) Oh! No time.
You give me no time.
Okay.
Oh, Cleveland.
In the audience.
Kansas City? Yeah.
L.
A? I couldn't find her.
It's a him, not a her.
He's our biggest buyer.
David, tell my daughter, Miss Great White Way, that we go on in 20 minutes.
Would you tell her yourself, please? I am quite capable of keeping time.
Now, do you understand everything? Yeah, I can read it.
Understand? You're asking too much.
What I can't understand is why you're ruining your life and breaking my heart all in the same show.
But Liz, if that's what you want.
Papa, can it! Where is number 145? SAM: Which one is that? The white wool suit.
I can't find it.
What do you mean you can't find it? It wasn't delivered.
It's not here.
I've got a model waiting.
What? Solly, we go on in 17 minutes.
Look, calm down and take it easy.
The factory is only a block away, so I'll walk there, get the suit and I'll be back in a few minutes.
No, no, I'll go to the factory.
You'll never find it.
SAM: Liz.
What? No, Pop, it's all right.
I'll be right back.
Look, just try to read your notes and please try to understand them.
I'll try.
David, check the bar.
L.
A.
's our biggest buyer, but he's also our biggest lush.
Okay.
EMCEE: Fashion excitement in an unexpected texture.
This dress features a diamond-shaped pattern circling the bodice.
(PEOPLE CLAPPING) Shown here in fuchsia, this design disproves the yarn about knits lacking the glamour for anything but daytime cardigans.
Next, we have this not-so-simple evening gown in a range of yellow silk chiffon with rhinestones covering the bodice.
(PEOPLE CHATTERING EXCITEDLY) Also, matching sleevelets to enhance the flow of elegance.
(DOOR OPENING) (KEYS RATTLING) What are you doing? Bad timing, miss.
Open this door.
Open it! Open this door! Let me out! Look, lady, shut up! When the phone rings, I leave.
Let me out of here! (DOOR BANGING) This long Keeona gown, accented by rhinestones on the shoulders sleeve and belt, is simple elegance for the evening.
(SIGHING) Liz still ain't back? No.
Sam, Pittsburgh says he wants a date.
Terrific.
Tell him I can deliver by the 20th.
He wants a date with Liz.
Tell him to drop dead.
Fine.
What a business.
Hello, Sam.
Get out of here.
Sam, look, take it easy.
Why don't you guys wait out front, and we'll talk afterwards.
We didn't come here to talk.
We're done talking, Sam.
Look, 10 minutes and we're on! Ten minutes and the factory is ashes.
What? This is your last chance, Sam.
Liz! (GRUNTS) Come on! (GIRLS SCREAMING) (GRUNTS) (GIRLS CHATTERING) (GRUNTS) Come on, let's get out of here.
(ROARS) (GIRLS SCREAMING) (GIRLS CONTINUE SCREAMING) (HULK ROARING) (ALL SCREAMING) (ROARS) (SONNY AND MALAMUD SCREAMING) (GROANING) They're gonna burn the place, Solly.
Stay here, Sam.
I'll call the police.
Sol, Liz, she's in there.
Let me out of here! Open this damn door! Too bad.
No, don't do that! Help! (ROARING) (EXCLAIMING) LIZ: Help me! Get me out of here! Help! Help! Help me! Let me out of here! (GRUNTING) (POLICE SIREN WAILING) Perfect.
Okay, let's go.
You make my suit look beautiful.
(CAMERA CLICKING) Yeah.
Good.
Okay.
(LIZ AND SAM GIGGLE) Oh, it's a good thing you got the L.
A.
Buyer out of the bar.
If he wasn't so plastered, who knows if we would've got that order (LAUGHING) Or the magazine coverage.
I'm just kidding, just kidding.
No sense of humor, this kid.
Oh, I wouldn't bet on that if I were you.
And as for myself, I think I'd better get out of here or I'm gonna miss my bus.
Oh, wait, we can drive you to Newark when this is finished.
No, that's all right, really.
The bus is just fine.
Thank you.
Hell, we could drive him right back to the factory, where he belongs.
Get him a Papa.
Okay, okay.
I learned my lesson.
Partner.
Thank you, David.
For everything.
I'm very sorry I involved you like that.
It was a terrible thing.
I think the only life I'll try to run right now is my own.
Well I'm just glad the show turned out as well as it did.
Congratulations to you both.
Take care of yourself, David.
Bye-bye.
You sure you I'm sure.
He's sure.
(GIGGLES) Thank you, David.
Thank you, too.
Bye-bye.
Goodbye.