Eddie and the Cruisers (1983)

Michael Paré: Eddie Wilson

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• Eddie Wilson : [to the audience, a few days after Wendell Newton's death]  The other day, I buried one of my best friends. He was the best sax player I ever heard. And they tell me I gotta come up here and entertain you people now. I don't think I'll be able to do that.

• Sal Amato : [the band is at Benton College where Frank graduated from]  Hey, Wordman, this shindig tonight. How are we suppose to dress?

  Frank Ridgeway : Hey, wait a minute. What is the big deal? We've played at colleges before.

  Eddie Wilson : Yeah, sure, we played at "Saint Something" down in Delaware and "Fairleigh Ridiculous" up in Madison, but we ain't never played at no finishing school like this. This is a mistake, we don't belong here. These people are different.

  Frank Ridgeway : I'm telling you they're gonna eat us up. They're just a bunch of college kids, no better than you...

  Eddie Wilson : [interrupts]  Hey! I didn't say better, I said different. You oughta remember that.

• Eddie Wilson : [after he and Joann arrived at the Palace of Depression]  You actually believe that you could build a castle out of a bunch of junk. What a crock.

  [looks at the mirror briefly] 

  Eddie Wilson : Holy shit. What a phony.

  [smashes the mirror angrily] 

  Eddie Wilson : Here we are, guys. Right where we belong. You got your Edsels... Norges... Dumonts... and Eddie Wilson. Together at last, creating our own incredible monument to nothing!

  [shouts and claps his hands] 

  Eddie Wilson : Here's to nothing, fellas! Here's to nothing!

• Eddie Wilson : [singing]  The dark side's callin' now, nothin' is real, She'll never know just how I feel, From out of the shadows she walks like a dream, Make me feel crazy, make me feel so mean, Ain't nothin' gonna save you from the love that's blind, Slip to the dark side and cross that line, On the dark side, oh yeah, On the dark side...

• Eddie Wilson : [singing]  A summer love, a beach romance, Sought her kisses in the sand, Two young hearts filled with fire, Lost in never-neverland. Whoa, whoa, tender years, Won't you wash away my tears, How I wish you were here, Please don't go, tender years...

• Eddie Wilson : [angrily charges into the soundbooth after "Season in Hell" is abruptly cut]  What the hell are you doing?

  Doc Robbins : [to Lew, about Eddie's album]  There's nothing can't be fixed, am I right?

  Lew Eisen : This won't fix, this is a disaster.

  [to Eddie] 

  Lew Eisen : You want to be a poet? Try Greenwich Village.

  Doc Robbins : Lew listen, another couple of weeks. We've been working for months.

  Lew Eisen : Doc, take six weeks. I still wouldn't know what to do with it.

  Eddie Wilson : [angrily to Lew, with Sal and Kenny holding him back]  You want to know what you can do with it? I'll tell you what you can do with it, you son of a bitch!

  Lew Eisen : Hey! I put up ten grand, and I expect something for my money. This is what I've been waiting a year for? A bunch of jerk-offs making weird sounds? You not gonna see a red penny!

• Doc Robbins : [to Eddie]  Are you crazy? We had the money in our hands and you blew it. You blew it!

  [Eddie pushes him far back] 

  Sal Amato : Eddie, you're wrong! You're wrong! Now listen to me, I love you. I've known you longer than anyone else. But you're wrong. They want "On the Dark Side"! Why are we giving them some damn opera? I don't even know what your after!

  Eddie Wilson : I want something great. I want something that nobody's ever done before!

  Sal Amato : Why? We ain't great. We're just some guys from Jersey.

  Eddie Wilson : If you can't be great, than there's no sense in ever playing music again, Sal.

  [Joann follows Eddie as he leaves the studio] 

  Sal Amato : [to Frank]  Blame this on you. It was you! We were doing good till you came along. And you got us all screwed up!

• Eddie Wilson : What I want is songs that echo. The stuff we're doing now is like - somebody's bed sheets. Spread 'em out. Soil 'em. Ship 'em out to laundry. You know? But, our songs, I want to be able to - fold ourselves up in 'em - forever. Do you understand? That's the most you'll ever get out of me, Wordman. Ever.

• Eddie Wilson : He's got somethin' we need.

  Doc Robbins : Like what?

  Eddie Wilson : Words and music, Doc. Words and music.

• Eddie Wilson : Just concentrate. It's easy. It's like gettin' laid or ridin' a bike. Come on!

• Eddie Wilson : Do you like rock-n-roll? Do you need rock-n-roll?