All Shook Up - Syliva

DANCIN' TO THE JAILHOUSE, ROCK!

C'mon, Lorraine, quit goofin' off, we got customers.

Oh, Mother, it's the same old drunks every day.

How man times have I told you? They're not drunks. They're alcohol enthusiasts.

Nothin'. Gosh, I wish someone was secretly in love with me.

You're too young.

I'm not too young to be in love, Mother, I'm 16 years old.

Yeah, well I fell in love when I was 16, and look what happened.

What?

You. Now back to work.

Ah, who am I kidding? Hey Sylvia, what are the chances of a girl meeting the man of her dreams in this town?

Eight billion to one.

Hi, folks. So where am I?

Never mind, where are you? Who are you?

Oh, you don't have to thank me. Hey, you're wearin' blue suede shoes!

Whoa!

Hold on! Is that a juke on your porch. Mind if I turn it on?

Roustabout, that old thing hasn't worked in years.

No public necking -

No tight pants --

HE JUST WANTS TO BE YOUR TEDDY BEAR!

Hey, knock it off! What on earth is going on around here?

Sure, I - Oh my God, Natalie, you're wearin' a dress!

Something's going on in this town!

How do I look?

Do you know you've got a grease stain on it the size of Alaska?

Why on earth would she be wearin' a dress?

Only one reason a girl wears a dress - and it begins with a "B", ends in a "Y." And has an "O" in the middle.

You think it's for some boy?

Oh, yea.

But she's never shown any interest in a boy before. Hey, you don't think it's for that roustabout?

Now why would she be interested in him? Just 'cause of his sultry eyes or his pouty lips or those tight, tight jeans that make a woman go "Oh baby, oh, baby, oh...!" No, I doubt it's him.

Gosh, my little girl is dressin' up for some boy. Hey, some day she's gonna leave me, isn't she?

What're you talkin' about?

You know - she's gonna meet the right boy and move out and start a family of her own. And I want her to be happy, I do, but I'd be lost without her -

You know what you need, Jim? A new wife. Or a dog.

I don't know, Sylvia, maybe I should discourage all this -

Look Jim, do I ever butt into your business?

About once an hour.

Well, that's cause you make a lot of mistakes. Now when she comes back out, just be sure to tell her how nice she looks -

And here she is! She's beautiful! She's fashionable! She's glamorous! She's...

Just let her in, Lorraine!

Ta-da!

Oh, my goodness -

Like?

You look just like your Mother, sweetheart.

Oh. You're not crying, Dad, are ya?

You go and have a good time, Natalie. He'll be fine.

Thanks, Sylvia. Thanks, Lorraine! I'll see you later, Dad.

Your little girl looks beautiful.

I just wish her mother could've seen her like this.

Jim, did I ever tell you you're a good man?

No.

Well, you are.

You know what, Sylvia? I think that's the first compliment you ever gave me.

Really? And how long have we known each other?

Twenty years.

Well, then twenty years from now I'll have to give you another one.

Hey, how long has it been since you kissed a fellah?

Six happy years.

You ever miss it?

Jim, every morning when I wake up and there's no man on the other side of my bed, I know it's gonna be a good day.

Well, I haven't kissed a woman since Margaret died. That's nearly three years now -

You reach a certain age, Jim, and you realize it's better to be alone.

Does this establishment serve food?

Nothin' I would eat.

I, uh... I, uh...

Spit it out, Jim.

This town makes me miss Pocatello.

That woman is gonna make a fool of him.

Well, that's what love does.

Love?! He ain't in love!

Mother, why are you shouting?

I'm not shouting! Now get back to work. Love? Ha! Jim would never fall in love with a hoity-toity female like that...

You're talking to yourself.

I am not! Oh, the lip on that girl. I can't believe she thinks I'm talking to myself. Kids got no respect nowadays, no re- I'm talkin' to myself.

Oh, Ed! Ed! Where are you, darling Ed? Excuse me, have you seen a short man of poetry and insight who goes by the name of Ed?

You're in the wrong town if you're lookin' for a man like that.

Au contraire, I met him this afternoon. Funny, my hands are shaking -

In that dress, everything's shaking.

Whats that? In the distance, someone's playing a guitar -

No, they're not.

Yes, it's coming from the old fairgrounds. Play on! Play on! Play on!

Am I the only sane one left in this whole dang town? Apparently, I am. Well, hello there, Wild One.

So what do you think?

I think you look like James Dean about to enter an old folks home.

Well, thanks a lot.

And I just happened to see Miss Museum Lady.

Do you know where she went?

The old fairgrounds, that's where everyone seems to be going tonight. But Jim, if you keep up this foolishness, that woman is gonna break your heart.

Well, at least I have a heart.

What?

I mean, I'm standin' here ready and open and tryin' to find someone to care about, but all you can do is make fun of me. Well, you know what, I feel like I'm sixteen again!

Jim, just calm down -

I'm too happy to be calm! And you're to good a woman to be so bitter!

Who says I'm bitter?

Oh, Sylvia, do you hear that? It's music. And it's coming from inside you.

Uh.. I... I... Hey Jim, I think I hear it -...

No, sir.

Hey, Jim.

Sylvia, what're you doin' out here?

Just takin' a walk -

This time of night? Hey, isn't that your Sunday dress? And are those blue suede heels?

You like?

They're fine.

Jim, you know what you look like? Like a man who's been dumped by a woman he barely even knew.

Go ahead, say it -

I'm not gonna say it -

Just say it -

I told you so.

Well, if that's all you came here here for -

That's not all I ... - Mind if I sit? Nice night.

Funny, you know - for the first time since Margaret died, it was like I was able to finally feel something for someone else, and - ...

Well, maybe that someone else was just the wrong someone else. Maybe you were just wastin' that silly leather jacket on the wrong woman.

I knew you'd start makin' fun of me -

I'm not makin' fun of ya. I'm tryin' to tell you something nice. Oh, this is hard.

But Sylvia, we're friends. Old friends -

Believe me, I'm just as surprised as you -

Where's Natalie? Something very confusing just happened and I need to speak with ...

Jim!

Sylvia!

We have to talk about this!

Dean!

Lorraine, what's goin' on here?

We're in love!

What?!

Folks, I too, would like to tell the world that I'm in love!

Oh, Jim, not Miss Museum Lady again.

Sylvia, why are you always buttin' into my business?

I'm tryin' to help you.

Well, you been just tryin' to help me since Margaret died. And I gotta say - I love you for it.

What?

So Mom, is it okay for me to be with Dean?

You got my blessing, honey.

O! I am fortune's fool!

I am so glad I came here tonight -

Now wait a minute!

Aw, let him go! This world is full of men. Trust me, Natalie, you'll find another.

Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May..." ONE NIGHT WITH YOU IS WHAT I'M NOW PRAYING FOR!

All right, everybody, let's go to the chapel. I'm getting married for the last time.

So you see, Chad, instead of marryin' you, I'm gonna follow my dream.

You tell him, Natalie.

Maybe I could use a sidekick
HIGHER, HIGHER
IT'S BURNING THU TO MY SOUL.

Make him work for it, Natalie.