Brighton Beach Memoirs

# Good morning glory #

# Say there stop that yawning #

# A brand new day is dawning #

# Pull up the shade and let the sun come through #

# Good morning glory #

# Spend about an hour #

# Underneath the shower #

# And keep on singing like the birdies do #

# Ho, hum, ho, hum #

# While you're waiting for your toast #

# Call the one you love the most #

# Pick up the phone and start and say #

# Good morning, glory #

# Were you dreaming of me #

# And do you still love me #

# Well baby here's a kiss for you #

# Good morning, glory #

# Say there stop that yawning #

# A brand new day is starting #

# Pull up the shade and let the sun come through #

# Good morning, glory #

# Spend about an hour underneath the shower #

# And keep on singing like the birdies do #

# Ho, hum, ho, hum #

# While you're waiting for your toast #

# Call the one you love the most #

# Pick up the phone and start and saying #

# Good morning, glory #

# Were you dreaming of me #

# And do you still love me #

# Well baby here's a kiss for you #

Plié.

And two.

Three.

Four, elbows up.

And two,

Three.

Open four, and plié.

Two, three, open.

And.

The crowd is hushed at Yankee Stadium.

The house that Ruth built.

As the early Autumn shadows cast itself

over the right field fence.

The flags flap wildly in the breeze.

As we move into the top of the seventh inning,

with one strike on Jo-Jo Moore.

Red Ruffing pitches.

I thought it was a gunshot.

Yeah, I'll give him a gunshot.

One out.

A man on second, top of the seventh.

Two strikes on Jo-Jo Moore.

Red Ruffing, the pitcher.

What did I tell you about banging the ball?

Your Aunt Blanche has a headache.

I can't stop now.

It's a crucial moment in World Series history.

The Yanks are playing the Giants.

I'm not gonna tell you again.

Do you hear me?

I don't want him to stop playing.

It's just the banging.

He always does it when I'm studying.

One more pitch. I can get him to pop up.

I've got my stuff today.

Your father will give you his stuff when he gets home.

Get in here, and put out the water glasses, now.

I'll put out the glasses.

Why, is his arm broken?

I've told him 109 times about making noises.

Don't yell on my account.

I'm through, I got him out.

I knew I had my stuff.

Wash your hands.

They're clean, I'm wearing a glove.

Don't you talk back to me.

I wasn't talking back, I was answering.

Who asked you anything?

And don't answer under your breath

while I walk away, do you hear me?

Yes.

What?

I hear you.

If I cut my ears off,

I would still hear you through my nose.

That's enough sewing for today.

That's all I need is for you to go blind.

Is your throat sore again?

No, it's the same one from before.

Oh.

What are you doing in there, Eugene?

She bellowed in her loud voice.

Eugene.

Eugene.

I'm coming.

I'm coming.

I hate my name.

Eugene Morris Jerome.

How am I ever gonna play for the Yankees

with a name like that?

You have to be a Joe or a Tony or a Frankie.

All the best Yankees are Italian.

My mother makes spaghetti with ketchup.

What chance do I have?

Actually.

I think I'm gonna be a writer.

I wanna write books or plays or movies.

That is, if things don't work out with the Yanks.

Yeah.

I'll definitely be a writer.

Eugene.

Eugene.

Hello, Eugene.

Oh hello, Mrs. Laski.

I thought you promised

you were gonna help me clean out my basement.

Oh I am, I am.

Not for nothing.

I wanna give you something.

Is she thinking what I'm thinking?

You have better color today, sweetheart.

Did you get a little sun this afternoon?

I walked down to the beach.

Very slowly, I hope.

Yes, ma.

She always does what she's told, that one.

Eugene, pick up those magazines.

She gets all this special treatment

because the doctor said she has

kind of a flutter in her heart.

So I have to do all her work.

She'd better have a bad heart,

or I'm gonna kill her one day.

What's this, what's this?

Isn't that a rollerskate?

On the kitchen floor?

I didn't leave it there.

No?

Who skates in the kitchen, Laurie?

Aunt Blanche?

How many times have I told you

not to leave your things around the house?

109.

What?

You said yesterday,

I told you 109 times not to leave your

things around the house.

Don't be fresh to your mother, Eugene.

Go on, upstairs.

Put it in the closet.

I'm putting all this down in my memoir,

so if I grow up twisted and warped,

the world will know why.

Hi, Mr. Farber.

Where are you running?

- I got the new Silver Screen. - I have to get home.

I've got the most incredible news in the world.

I'll call you tomorrow.

What's this?

My hockey puck.

On the kitchen floor.

I almost killed myself.

What would you tell your father if he came home,

and I was dead on the kitchen floor?

I'd say, don't go in the kitchen, pa.

Hey, shoes on the bed.

That's bad luck in a Jewish house.

It's not a Jewish house.

It was built by Italians.

You are looking to get it from them.

I need Swiss cheese, go to Greenblatt's.

Now?

No, next year when I'm dead.

Tell 'em four thin slices, do you hear me?

Very thin.

I know, the kind you can see through.

And don't forget the deposit on the empty milk bottle.

Don't climb so fast, sweetheart.

You'll get overheated.

Sid Luckman of Colombia awaits the snap from center.

The snow is coming down in a near blizzard.

He gets it, he fades back, he passes.

And Luckman's got it.

Luckman catches his own pass.

Hey watch it.

He's on the 50.

The 40.

- The 35. - Crazy kid.

The 30, the 25.

- Oh my God. - Sorry, Eugene.

- I didn't see you. - Hello Mr. Murphy.

My mother's gonna kill me, it's a deposit bottle.

It wasn't your fault.

She doesn't care.