[Backstage, Elvis has learned the truth about Colonel Tom Parker and exposes him live on stage; Parker himself is sitting in the audience with the owner of the International Hotel]
Elvis Presley: I'd like to turn the house lights up, ladies and gentlemen. 'Cause now that you've seen me, I'd like to take a look at you. [the audience cheers and applauds as the house lights come up] Oh, you're beautiful. Thank you. Oh, boy!
Colonel Tom Parker: He'll mention the VIPs that are here.
Elvis Presley: We got some high-rollers in here tonight.
Colonel Tom Parker: Get ready for the spotlight.
Elvis Presley: Mr. International Hotel himself!
[the spotlight falls on him]
Colonel Tom Parker: Ah, there you go!
Elvis Presley: And right next to him, is my so-called manager, Colonel Tom Parker.
[the spotlight turns to Parker, who playfully acts bashful]
Elvis Presley: But I hear rumors that Colonel is an alien.
[Audience laughs]
Colonel Tom Parker: [playing along] Got here on my rocketship.
[Elvis grabs a wine glass from someone in the audience and downs it one gulp]
Elvis Presley: Somebody call the FBI, and tell 'em that he has abducted me... [his voice becoming aggressive] that he has locked me... in this... *golden cage* to keep me here forever... with you, ladies and gentlemen.
[Audience applauds again]
Elvis Presley: [singing] So, I'm caught in a trap / I can't get out / 'Cause Colonel's got some big debts, baby.
[The Colonel realizes what Elvis is saying. Elvis gives him a mean look from the stage.]
Colonel Tom Parker: Excuse me.
[Colonel leaves]
Elvis Presley: Well, this is the last show I'm ever playing here. [audience groans] I'm gonna get on my jet plane, the "Lisa Marie". It's named after my, uh... my beautiful daughter, and I'm gonna fly away.
[the Colonel has arrived backstage in a hurry]
Elvis Presley: No no no... You know, I'm going to fly away.
Colonel Tom Parker: [angrily whispering to the stagehands] Stop the show. Stop this show! Come on, get this curtain down!
Elvis Presley: **** the International.
[audience gasps]
Colonel Tom Parker: [to Jerry] Mr. Schilling, what the devil is happening here?
Elvis Presley: And Las Vegas.
Jerry Schilling: That's what he wants to know.
Elvis Presley: Ain't no one gonna stop me, man. [spots Parker from the wings] Oh, security, Security! [begins babbling nonsensically, grabs another microphone from a band member] Security, security, security! [to Parker, shouting] 800 shows, you don't have a goddamn passport, you son of a bitch! You are fired! [even louder, even angrier] You are fired! [Parker has now walked up to him face-to-face; Presley screams] YOU'RE FIRRRRRRED!!!
[audience murmurs]
Elvis Presley: ...You're fired. [Elvis drops his microphone and leaves the stage]
Elvis Presley: I'd like to turn the house lights up, ladies and gentlemen. 'Cause now that you've seen me, I'd like to take a look at you. [the audience cheers and applauds as the house lights come up] Oh, you're beautiful. Thank you. Oh, boy!
Colonel Tom Parker: He'll mention the VIPs that are here.
Elvis Presley: We got some high-rollers in here tonight.
Colonel Tom Parker: Get ready for the spotlight.
Elvis Presley: Mr. International Hotel himself!
[the spotlight falls on him]
Colonel Tom Parker: Ah, there you go!
Elvis Presley: And right next to him, is my so-called manager, Colonel Tom Parker.
[the spotlight turns to Parker, who playfully acts bashful]
Elvis Presley: But I hear rumors that Colonel is an alien.
[Audience laughs]
Colonel Tom Parker: [playing along] Got here on my rocketship.
[Elvis grabs a wine glass from someone in the audience and downs it one gulp]
Elvis Presley: Somebody call the FBI, and tell 'em that he has abducted me... [his voice becoming aggressive] that he has locked me... in this... *golden cage* to keep me here forever... with you, ladies and gentlemen.
[Audience applauds again]
Elvis Presley: [singing] So, I'm caught in a trap / I can't get out / 'Cause Colonel's got some big debts, baby.
[The Colonel realizes what Elvis is saying. Elvis gives him a mean look from the stage.]
Colonel Tom Parker: Excuse me.
[Colonel leaves]
Elvis Presley: Well, this is the last show I'm ever playing here. [audience groans] I'm gonna get on my jet plane, the "Lisa Marie". It's named after my, uh... my beautiful daughter, and I'm gonna fly away.
[the Colonel has arrived backstage in a hurry]
Elvis Presley: No no no... You know, I'm going to fly away.
Colonel Tom Parker: [angrily whispering to the stagehands] Stop the show. Stop this show! Come on, get this curtain down!
Elvis Presley: **** the International.
[audience gasps]
Colonel Tom Parker: [to Jerry] Mr. Schilling, what the devil is happening here?
Elvis Presley: And Las Vegas.
Jerry Schilling: That's what he wants to know.
Elvis Presley: Ain't no one gonna stop me, man. [spots Parker from the wings] Oh, security, Security! [begins babbling nonsensically, grabs another microphone from a band member] Security, security, security! [to Parker, shouting] 800 shows, you don't have a goddamn passport, you son of a bitch! You are fired! [even louder, even angrier] You are fired! [Parker has now walked up to him face-to-face; Presley screams] YOU'RE FIRRRRRRED!!!
[audience murmurs]
Elvis Presley: ...You're fired. [Elvis drops his microphone and leaves the stage]
[Backstage, Elvis has learned the truth about Colonel Tom Parker and exposes him live on stage; Parker himself is sitting in the audience with the owner of the International Hotel]
Elvis Presley : I'd like to turn the house lights up, ladies and gentlemen. 'Cause now that you've seen me, I'd like to take a look at you. [the audience cheers and applauds as the house lights come up] Oh, you're beautiful. Thank you. Oh, boy!
Colonel Tom Parker : He'll mention the VIPs that are here.
Elvis Presley : We got some high-rollers in here tonight.
Colonel Tom Parker : Get ready for the spotlight.
Elvis Presley : Mr. International Hotel himself!
[the spotlight falls on him]
Colonel Tom Parker : Ah, there you go!
Elvis Presley : And right next to him, is my so-called manager, Colonel Tom Parker.
[the spotlight turns to Parker, who playfully acts bashful]
Elvis Presley : But I hear rumors that Colonel is an alien.
[Audience laughs]
Colonel Tom Parker : [playing along] Got here on my rocketship.
[Elvis grabs a wine glass from someone in the audience and downs it one gulp]
Elvis Presley : Somebody call the FBI, and tell 'em that he has abducted me... [his voice becoming aggressive] that he has locked me... in this... *golden cage* to keep me here forever... with you, ladies and gentlemen.
[Audience applauds again]
Elvis Presley : [singing] So, I'm caught in a trap / I can't get out / 'Cause Colonel's got some big debts, baby.
[The Colonel realizes what Elvis is saying. Elvis gives him a mean look from the stage.]
Colonel Tom Parker : Excuse me.
[Colonel leaves]
Elvis Presley : Well, this is the last show I'm ever playing here. [audience groans] I'm gonna get on my jet plane, the "Lisa Marie". It's named after my, uh... my beautiful daughter, and I'm gonna fly away.
[the Colonel has arrived backstage in a hurry]
Elvis Presley : No no no... You know, I'm going to fly away.
Colonel Tom Parker : [angrily whispering to the stagehands] Stop the show. Stop this show! Come on, get this curtain down!
Elvis Presley : **** the International.
[audience gasps]
Colonel Tom Parker : [to Jerry] Mr. Schilling, what the devil is happening here?
Elvis Presley : And Las Vegas.
Jerry Schilling : That's what he wants to know.
Elvis Presley : Ain't no one gonna stop me, man. [spots Parker from the wings] Oh, security, Security! [begins babbling nonsensically, grabs another microphone from a band member] Security, security, security! [to Parker, shouting] 800 shows, you don't have a goddamn passport, you son of a bitch! You are fired! [even louder, even angrier] You are fired! [Parker has now walked up to him face-to-face; Presley screams] YOU'RE FIRRRRRRED!!!
[audience murmurs]
Elvis Presley : ...You're fired. [Elvis drops his microphone and leaves the stage]
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