I WANT YOU TO BE MY BABY: THE LILLIAN BRIGGS STORY (Screenplay Sample)
Tuesday, November 1, 2011 at 05:51PM
Lee Schiller

The true story of Lillian Briggs, the very first "Queen of Rock & Roll" and how she fought for and achieved The American Dream ... Twice.

LILLIAN BRIGGS INTERACTIVE LINK:

http://www.mashpedia.com/Lillian_Briggs

LILLIAN BRIGGS BIO LINK:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lillian_Briggs 

LILLIAN BRIGGS YOUTUBE CHANNEL:

http://www.youtube.com/channel/UCuYc7zghmGrepbn6SIsEtJg/videos 

(Additional information: http://www.google.com)

"THE TONIGHT SHOW" (1955) Lillian Briggs  Host: Steve Allen - First TV Appearance VIDEO LINK:

https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?v=156762581102557&l=251792390719852763  (VIDEO)

"WHAT'S MY LINE?" (3-21-65) Lillian Briggs - First Mystery Guest Star  Panel:Carol Channing,Arlene Francis,Alan King VIDEO LINK:  

https://www.youtube.com/watch?x-yt-ts=1421914688&x-yt-cl=84503534&v=-X6n1SLLo64 (VIDEO)

 

Lillian Briggs - "I WANT YOU TO BE MY BABY" - MUSIC VIDEO LINK:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MWxOMEhkVI0

 

Lillian Briggs - "COME HERE" - MUSIC VIDEO LINK:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I8VIyAbntAs 

(Additional Lillian Briggs Music Videos: http://www.youtube.com and http://www.dailymotion.com)  

 

 

I               WANT               YOU               TO               BE               MY               BABY

FADE IN:

 

CREDITS ROLL:

 

EXT. Rural Pennsylvania - Day (1952)

AERIAL SHOT as CAMERA searches the steely gray sky.  Rain clouds hang heavy.  The trees below are bare, leaving no color on the horizon.  Dotting the bleak countryside are small farms, their fields reflecting the overpowering grayness everywhere.  The landscape is unrelentingly oppressive and lifeless.  Then, CAMERA ZOOMS IN on a small back road -

 

EXT. Pennsylvania Back Road - Day

A large truck with 'Hudsco Cleaners' lettered across the sides, roars around a corner.  It splashes through puddles and sends the dead wet leaves flying into the air from the pavement -

 

ANOTHER ANGLE:

 

Travelling at break-neck speed, the truck veers off onto a dirt road leading to a new low-income housing development.  The truck fishtails and skids wildly as it hits a mudslick.  The brakes lock and the truck plunges head-on into a mudhole stretching across the road, and comes to a violent stop.  Steam hisses.  With the truck barely still, mud begins oozing up into the fender wells and towards the cab as it sinks faster and faster -

                                                      GOD-LIKE VOICE (O.S.)

                                            Jump!  JUMP!

 ANOTHER ANGLE:

 

High on a telephone pole, a receiver in his hand, a telephone REPAIRMAN watches as the uniformed DRIVER splashes hip-deep into the mudhole.  The truck continues sinking -

 

                                                              REPAIRMAN

                                                               (laughing)

                                            Hey, fella!  Every cowboy gets thrown

                                            once in a while, huh?!

 

The DRIVER, wading to high ground looks up -

 

                                                                   DRIVER

                                             Don't just hold the phone!  Call my boss

                                             and tell him to send out a wrecker for

                                             Lillian Briggs!!

 

The REPAIRMAN looks at the feisty dark-haired young woman and dials -

 

CREDITS END:

 

EXT. Hudsco Cleaners Parking Lot - Day

LILLIAN climbs down from the wrecker as the mechanic unhooks her truck.  Her face is dirty and her white uniform is caked with mud.  She walks toward the garage, where three drivers, HANK, JOHN and PHIL, stand smoking -

                                                                   PHIL

                                                          (looking her over)

                                             Hey, Lil!  Run into a little trouble?

 

                                                                    HANK

                                             Looks like she ran into more than that!

 

                                                                     PHIL

                                             Did you chip any finger nails?

 

                                                                     JOHN

                                             I thought you were supposed to bring in dirty

                                             laundry, not wear it back to the shop!

 

The three men dissolve into laughter -

                                                                    LILLIAN

                                                             (standing straight)

                                             I bring in more than you three guys combined.

 

                                                                      HANK

                                             Today you broke the record, that's for sure!

 

LILLIAN walks past them and into the garage -

 

                                                                      JOHN

                                                                (calling after her)

                                             Send a postcard from the unemployment line!

 

INT. Hudsco's Office - Day

HUDSCO, his face beet red, strains from behind his desk as LILLIAN stands in front of him -

 

                                                                   HUDSCO

                                             That's the third one of my trucks you've destroyed

                                             so far!

 

                                                                    LILLIAN

                                             I told you the last time, when the roof caved in,

                                             that it wasn't my fault!

 

                                                                   HUDSCO

                                             Not your fault!?  The truck drove itself under a

                                             tree whose branches were heavy with snow?

 

                                                                    LILLIAN

                                             Okay, I didn't account for the snow....  But when 

                                             the tire blew out the time before that, I did         

                                             everything by the book.  Just like you taught me.                                               

                                                                   HUDSCO

                                             No Shit?!!

 

                                                                    LILLIAN

                                             I stopped the truck, didn't I?

 

                                                                   HUDSCO

                                             Yeah.  On it's side.  In a ditch.  And right on top

                                             of Mr. Pickson's compost heap!

 

                                                                    LILLIAN

                                             He still gave me his laundry order though!

 

                                                                   HUDSCO

                                             I must have been crazy to hire a girl for this job!

 

                                                                    LILLIAN

                                             I'm doing as well as any MAN!

 

                                                                   HUDSCO

                                             I ought to fire you.....

 

                                                                    LILLIAN

                                                                    (softly)

                                             I didn't mean to shout, Mr. Hudsco.

 

                                                                   HUDSCO

                                              .....But even with the towing, repairs and

                                             re-laundering all the clothes, you're still the best

                                             driver I've got.

 

                                                                    LILLIAN

                                             Huh?

 

                                                                   HUDSCO

                                             You've got guts, kid.

 

                                                                    LILLIAN

                                             Yeah!  Don't forget the part about me getting

                                             bit on the ass by four separate dogs, Mr. Hudsco...

 

                                                                   HUDSCO

                                                             (heating up again)

                                             The last GUY to make your run, got bitten SIX

                                             times and never put a scratch on one of my

                                             TRUCKS!!  Now, shake what's left of that ass

                                             of yours out there tomorrow, and drum up

                                             more business!

 

                                                                    LILLIAN

                                             Yes, sir, Mr. Hudsco!

 

                                                                   HUDSCO

                                                         (motioning to the door)

                                             Out.

 

                                                                    LILLIAN

                                             You weren't gonna fire me.  Were you?

 

                                                                   HUDSCO

                                             Out!  OUT!!  OUT!!!

 

INT. Diner - Morning

LILLIAN walks into the Diner, spotless in a new white uniform.  She strides up to a group of drivers at the counter, all eating hot dogs.  Among them are HANK, JOHN and PHIL -

 

                                                                      JOHN

                                             Didn't see your truck in the garage this

                                             morning, Lil.

 

                                                                     LILLIAN

                                              That's right.  I had it out.

 

                                                                      PHIL

                                             I guess Hudsco let you have it pretty good

                                             yesterday, huh?!

 

                                                                      HANK

                                             Put you on suspension without pay?

 

A WAITRESS walks up to the counter, and rolling her eyes at the men, takes out her pad -

 

                                                                  WAITRESS

                                             Morning, Lil.  What'll you have?

 

                                                                     LILLIAN

                                             Coffee and a sweet roll.

 

                                                                      JOHN

                                             Whatsa matter?  Got a weak stomach from

                                              yesterday?

 

                                                                     LILLIAN

                                             ....Make that a hot dog, extra spicy chile, with

                                             onions and mustard....and a cuppa coffee.

 

                                                                  WAITRESS

                                                                    (smiling)

                                             Comin' up.

                                                                 (to the cook)

                                             Tube steak on a bun, heavy blood and guts,

                                             ground-ball and a squirt!

                                                              (Winking at LILLIAN)

                                             Enjoy your breakfast.

 

The WAITRESS goes for the coffee -

 

                                                                      JOHN 

                                             So where'd you sneak off to this morning?

 

                                                                     LILLIAN

                                             Back to the new development.

 

The WAITRESS serves LILLIAN'S order -

 

                                                                     HANK

                                                              (stifling a laugh)

                                             You forget something in the mud?

 

                                                                     LILLIAN

                                                        (wolfing down the hot dog)

                                             Yeah.  To open the territory.  I got the whole

                                             development.  Exclusive.

 

The men are silent.  They look from one to another -

 

                                                                      PHIL

                                             Nice going, Lil.

 

                                                                      JOHN

                                             Yeah.  Good work.

 

                                                                      PHIL

                                             Tiger Lil strikes again.....You don't ever give up.

 

                                                                     LILLIAN

                                             Nope.

 

                                                                      HANK

                                             Lemme buy you another hot dog!

 

                                                                      PHIL

                                             Hey!  Another chile dog for Lil!

 

                                                                     LILLIAN

                                             No, thanks guys.

 

                                                                      JOHN

                                             It's on us!

 

                                                                      LILLIAN

                                                                    (getting up)

                                             Nah.  I'm full.  Maybe tomorrow morning, huh?

                                             I gotta go.  Don't want to be late for my regulars.

 

LILLIAN slips her money onto the counter and leaves -

 

EXT. Diner Parking Lot - Morning

LILLIAN stands at the back of her truck, out of sight of the Diner, vomiting her breakfast into the bushes.  She takes out a breath spray and gives her mouth a shot, then climbs behind the wheel -

 

                                                                     LILLIAN

                                                                   (to herself)

                                             Ugh!  What a gross way to start the morning!

                                             Those guys are nuts.  Whatever happened to

                                              Wheaties

 

INT. Allentown Pool Hall - Night

The room is blue with cigarette smoke.  Several trampy girls hang on the arms of small-time lotharios at the bar, bumming drinks.  In the center of the floor, a crowd of men have gathered at the pool table -

ANOTHER ANGLE:

LILLIAN, dressed in black leather, chalks up her cue as the others look on -

 

                                                                     LILLIAN

                                                 (taking a drag from her cigarette)

                                             Six ball in the corner pocket.

 

                                                                      MAN

                                             She'll never make it.

 

                                                                ANOTHER MAN

                                             You haven't seen her shoot.

 

                                                          STILL ANOTHER MAN

                                             I got five dollars says she won't come close!

 

                                                                ANOTHER MAN

                                             In a pig's eye!  I got ten that says she will!

 

                                                                      LILLIAN

                                             Put your money on the table, fellas, I'm feeling

                                             hot tonight!  

 

                                                                      MAN

                                             You're always 'hot', Lil!

 

                                                                     LILLIAN 

                                             Is that what you tell your wife?

 

The men laugh as they shell out their bets and the pile of cash grows on the table -

 

                                                                       MAN

                                             My wife ain't got what you have!

 

                                                                     LILLIAN

                                             Try turning on the lights next time!  We all

                                             got the same, Valentino!

 

                                                           STILL ANOTHER MAN

                                              You gonna talk your way through it, or

                                              shoot?  My money's gettin' cold!

 

                                                                     LILLIAN

                                             That's what happens to nickles and dimes.

 

                                                                ANOTHER MAN

                                              Hit the ball!

 

                                                                     LILLIAN

                                             Don't rush me!  I gotta plan this out.

 

LILLIAN flicks her cigarette onto the floor and climbs onto the pool table, her tight black  leather pants straining at the seams, and cues up for her shot -

 

                                                                       MAN

                                             Christ!  Lil, hit the ball!  Here comes your

                                             brother, Joe!

 

The crowd parts as LILLIAN'S big brother, JOE, shoves people aside -

 

                                                                     LILLIAN

                                             What're you doin'?!  I'm gonna clean up on

                                              this shot!

 

                                                                          JOE

                                             Put down the stick, Lil.  You're finished.

 

                                                                     LILLIAN

                                              Like hell I am!        

 

JOE grabs her by the belt loops and hauls LILLIAN off the table as the men watch open mouthed -

 

                                                                     LILLIAN

                                              Let go-a me!  Where do you come off....

                                              You big baboon!  Put me down!  Put me

                                              DOWN!  I got a great shot over here!

 

JOE shoves her roughly towards the door -

 

                                                                      JOE

                                             Shut up!  I'm double-parked, now get going!

 

LILLIAN tries to twist from his grip and get back to the table, but JOE is too strong for her -

 

                                                                     LILLIAN

                                             You stupid Ass!  Who're you pushing around?!

                                              Let go, or I'll punch out your lights!

 

                                                                      JOE

                                              I told you to shut up and move!

 

                                                                     LILLIAN

                                              Look at me, I'm shaking!

 

                                                                      JOE

                                              You act like a slut!

 

                                                                     LILLIAN

                                              It's a six ball in the corner pocket!!

 

JOE grabs the back of her leather jacket and carries LILLIAN out the door, kicking and screaming -

 

                                                                     LILLIAN

                                              I had that shot!  I had that shot bagged!  Let go!

                                              You're gonna rip my jacket!  You're gonna be

                                              sorry!  No...No...NO!  Watch the jacket!  That shot

                                              was.....mine!

 

EXT. Lillian's House - Night

Gray clapboard, and on the wrong side of Allentown, Lillian's house stands back from the sidewalk on a small lawn.  JOE'S car pulls up to the curb.  LILLIAN jumps out in a rage, before the car rolls to a stop, and slams the door -

 

                                                                     LILLIAN

                                                                  (screaming)

                                              You had no right!  You made a fool of me

                                              back there!

 

                                                                      JOE

                                              You made a fool of yourself, as usual!

 

                                                                     LILLIAN

                                              I was having a good time!  What the hell is

                                              wrong with that?!

 

                                                                      JOE

                                                    (shoving her towards the house)

                                              Keep your voice down!  You'll wake up Mom and the

                                              whole neighborhood!

 

                                                                     LILLIAN

                                              I don't give a damn, and get your slimy

                                              hands off-a me!

 

LILLIAN kicks JOE in the knee, and storms into the house -

- Scene -

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EXT.  Wilson Farm - Day

Heavy slush covers the ground as LILLIAN, doubled over in pain, gets out of her truck.  She carries two presents, wrapped in comics from the Sunday paper, and one dark suit on a hanger.  MR. WILSON lets the screen door slam -

                                                                 MR. WILSON

                                                           (smiling toothlessly)  

                                              Hey, Lillian!  Glad to see ya!

 

                                                                     LILLIAN

                                             Hi, Mr. Wilson.  You gotta stop staying

                                              home from work!

 

                                                                 MR. WILSON

                                              Got no choice.  The Mill laid me off.

 

                                                                     LILLIAN

                                              Oh, I'm sorry.

 

                                                                 MR. WILSON

                                              No need.  They say it's only temp'rary.

                                              Had a good meatloaf for Christmas

                                              dinner.  We have savings in the bank!

 

                                                                     LILLIAN

                                              First Federal will give you a free ball-point

                                              pen if you transfer your account.

 

                                                                 MR. WILSON

                                              Thanks.  Hey, what's wrong with you?

 

                                                                     LILLIAN

                                              I had an accident at home.

 

                                                                  MR. WILSON 

                                              Nothin' serious, I hope.

 

                                                                     LILLIAN

                                              Nah, I just have to be careful of the stairs.

 

                                                                  MR. WILSON

                                              What you got in there?

 

LILLIAN holds out the presents to him -

 

                                                                     LILLIAN

                                              I wanted to get you and Mrs. Wilson something

                                              for Christmas.  You've been awfully good to me.

 

MRS. WILSON, wrapped in a tattered shawl, pokes her head out the door -

 

                                                                 MRS. WILSON

                                             Aw, Lil!  You shouldn'ta done it!

 

MRS. WILSON, thrilled, takes her gift -

 

                                                                     LILLIAN

                                              Yours is a set of guest towels.

 

                                                                 MRS. WILSON

                                              From the Five and Dime?!  In TOWN?!  The

                                              ones in their window display...with the

                                              strawberries???!! 

 

                                                                     LILLIAN

                                              I thought you'd like 'em.  Mr. Wilson, yours

                                              is that wood saw you wanted, to fix the fence.

 

                                                                  MR. WILSON

                                                                  (choked up)

                                              I don't know whatta say....

 

                                                                  MRS. WILSON

                                              Well, I do!  Come in here where it's warm, Lil.

                                              I'm gonna make you a meatloaf sandwich to

                                              take along for lunch!

 

LILLIAN hobbles into the farmhouse -                                                             

- Scene -

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- Etc. -

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.... By the close of 1955, Lillian Briggs would be crowned "The Queen Of Rock & Roll" by Billboard Magazine and throughout the media... At the same time Elvis Presley was "King"....  For a girl from Allentown, who didn't have indoor running water until the age of 10....  Dreams would come true beyond her wildest imagination....  She would tour the world, make millions, change history.... and pay a price for it all.... How?  Here's a clue from "Tiger Lil".... 

                                    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=laH9_pXAji4

 

 Lillian Briggs Photo Gallery Link:

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Lillian Briggs Facebook Page  Link:

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