Point of Terror

Hi there.

I'm Andrea Hilliard.

Mind if I sit down?

Go ahead, it's a public beach.

Mm, it's my beach.

You mean I'm trespassing?

That depends.

Well, you must like your privacy.

I know I like mine.

Oh, please, don't go.

Hey, what's your name?

Tony Trelos.

How do you do, Tony Trelos?

Drums?

No, I'm a singer.

Oh, where?

Lobster House.

Oh, my old hangout.

I haven't been there in months.

You outta come down and catch a show sometime.

I'll do that.

Yeah, two shows a night.

Yes, I know.

No cover.

And no minimum.

You're not leaving already.

Remember, I'm a working boy.

Say, we were just getting started.

We?

When can I see you again?

Like I said, I'm at the Lobster House.

Why don't you come down and catch my show?

I'll do that.

Thanks for the use of your, uh, private beach, huh?

Oh, anytime.

No cover, no minimum.

Yeah, I'll remember that.

Hi, Sally.

Hi.

You do a good job, Charlie.

Do you do the dishes at home?

With TV trays?

How's my man?

Oh, better now.

Your lady friends are out there in droves tonight.

Yeah, same old tired faces.

Well, give 'em a good show.

Easy with dance, huh?

Save those for me.

Hey, come here.

Mm, down boy.

You know I like to warm up before a show.

Tony, you'll spoil your make-up.

Mm.

Tony, I have to get back on the floor.

Yeah, that's a good idea.

Tony-

Stop.

I'm stopping, I'm stopping-

You're really quite efficient.

Oh, I'm very good with my hands.

So you tell me.

I'd be happy to show you.

You have a real hangup about these things,

don't you, Charlie?

Mm, I got a hangup about your hang ups.

It must be something from your childhood.

I was deprived.

And now you're depraved.

Honest, baby, I got a thing for you.

Put it in a box and tie it with a ribbon.

Now who's depraved?

Alright, Romeo, what about your wife?

All she wants to do is eat.

Then you've got something in common.

Hey, where's Tony?

Isn't it time for the second show?

He's in the dressing room getting ready.

Having trouble?

With these things, who wouldn't?

I wouldn't.

That is enough.

Ladies and gentleman,

the Lobster House proudly presents, Tony Trelos!

Order me a drink.

I've gotta go change, I'll be back in a minute.

Well, I see you made a big hit with the upper register.

Yeah, who's that?

The one you were playing up to.

Who do you mean?

You didn't know she was Madame National Records?

Well, well.

Don't get so excited, there's a Mister National Records.

Yeah, well,

he's not sitting with her, though, is he, baby?

No.

Well, then there's nothing to worry about, huh?

I'll see you later.

How much later?

Much.

Sorry I took so long.

You're good.

It's quite a show you put on.

Thank you.

Tell me, do you ever put it out?

What?

Your back.

No.

Hey, so you like my act, huh?

Very much.

I'm surprised somebody hasn't picked you up, out a record.

Well, the last one I cut cost a small fortune.

Did it sell?

I heard it once on a local radio station.

I'd like to hear it.

Anytime.

What's wrong with now?

_ okay-

I mean, I'm through for the night.

Let's go.

Who's your decorator, Bela Lugosi?

No, I did it myself.

With what, a shovel?

Well, what's a poor boy to do?