Monday, July 6, 2009

George will get you to Broadway, my dear.

Bette Midler is starring in the musical, “Rochelle, Rochelle”, playing on Broadway and her understudy, Gennice, is dating Jerry. George and Jerry play on the Improv softball team that is playing the cast of “Rochelle, Rochelle”. Kramer has seen Bette Midler in everything that she has done and is a big fan of hers. When Jerry and George tell him that she might be playing in the softball game at Central Park, he becomes very excited. At the softball field, Kramer approaches Bette Midler, tells her that he is a huge fan and runs off to buy her a pineapple flavored Italian ice. Bette Midler is playing catcher and George, trying to run out a home run, runs into Bette Midler and injures her by knocking her into the backstop. The cast of “Rochelle, Rochelle” thinks that this was all planned by George and Jerry because Jerry is dating Gennice. This entire scene unfolds as Kramer is approaching with the Italian ice and, while holding Bette Midler as she lies on the ground, vows to take care of her.

Funniest scene:

In Jerry’s apartment George and Jerry are watching the T.V. news that reports that Bette Midler has been injured when someone thoughtlessly knock her down and she will not be in the musical for at least a week. Gennice enters the apartment and thanks George and Jerry because this is the first time anyone has done something for her. She has had to work so hard. Kramer pounds on Jerry’s apartment door. Kramer yells – Come on, Jerry. Open up. I know you’re in there. Jerry nervously replies – Kramer, come back another time. Kramer unlocks the 4 locks on Jerry’s door. He enters the apartment and holds up a key ring holding about 100 keys. Kramer says sarcastically – Oh, so you’re all in here together. Well, how convenient. I hope you’re all very proud of yourselves. (He looks at Gennice.) So, my dear, you think you can get to Broadway. Well, let me tell you something. (Kramer begins to shout). Broadway has no room for people like you, not the Broadway I know. My Broadway takes people like you, eats them up and spits them out. My Broadway’s the Broadway of Merman, Martin and Fontaine. And if you think you can build yourself up by knocking other people down, GOOD LUCK. (He leaves the apartment.)

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