RAY’S MUSIC EXCHANGE
OMITTED: 192 thru 207
Location: EXT. CHICAGO CITY STREET - DAY
"The Peter Gunn Theme" blares as the Bluesmobile cruises down the city street. It is closely followed by a big purple Cadillac. On the side of the Caddy was painted very elaborately "Murph and the Magictones." A large spray-painted "X" crosses out the Murph and the Magictones logo and "The Blues Brothers Band" has been written on both sides and trunk of the car. The Blues Brothers band is crammed into the Caddy - Murphy is driving.Camera: DISSOLVE TO
Location: EXT. RAY'S MUSIC EXCHANGE - DAY
The Bluesmobile and Cadillac pull up in front of a big shop. on South State Street. A tremendous sign proclaims: RAY'S MUSIC EXCHANGE - RADIO - TV - APPLIANCES. The entire band gets out of their cars.Camera: CUT TO
Location: INT. RAY'S MUSIC EXCHANGE
The place is jammed with boxes of merchandise. The walls have all kinds of musical instruments hanging off them from horns to drum kits. Amplifiers are stacked on high. At the back of the store is a counter enclosed in wire mesh. Murphy walks up to an electric organ and begins playing Jimmy Smith riffs. The Colonel takes an electric guitar from a rack and plugs it in. He begins gradually chording Chuck Berry progressions. Willie picks up two sticks and begins fooling around with the drums. Other members check out horns. The band begins to jam. There is a sound of bolts snapping, locks springing free. A large section of the counter's mesh slides up and RAY (Ray Charles) appears.
RAY: Pardon me... but we do have a strict policy concerning the handling of the instruments... an employee of Ray's Music Exchange must be present. Now, may I help you?
Jake and Murphy leave the instruments and walk to the counter.
JAKE: Ray, it's me -- Joliet Jake. I once rented column speakers From you for my band, The Blues Brothers.
MURPHY: (a big smile) Hey, Ray, it's me, Murphy...of Murph and the Magictones. Remember me? I bought three Fender amps.
RAY: We sell a lot of amplifiers.
MURPHY: Not like these. They were beautiful, upholstered in thick red shag.
RAY: Right, right. I remember. I'll buy them back, three-fifty apiece.
MURPHY: (shocked) Three-fifty!? I paid eight hundred apiece not six months ago!
RAY: (smiling) You know. depreciation,man.
JAKE: Ray, we're here to buy stuff. We need a piano, amps, mikes, the works.
Ray disappears from behind his counter. There is the sound of bolts snapping o.s. Ray comes out from behind the mesh cage. A YOUNG BOY of 16 or 17 has entered the shop during this. The boy is slowly reaching for a Fender guitar, his fingers close around the neck softly. He has it off the wall and is on his way out the door when Ray suddenly whips out a .45 automatic and fires three times. The slugs hit an inch away from the boy's head.
RAY: Just put it back, son.
The boy, terrified, replaces the guitar.
RAY: Now go on, git!
The boy runs for his life. Ray puts the gun back.RAY: (muttering) It breaks my heart. Boy that young going bad.
MURPHY: Tell me a little about this electric piano, Ray.
RAY: You have a good eye, my man. That's the best in the city of Chicago.
JAKE: How much?
RAY: Two thousand bucks and it’s yours. You can take it home. I'll throw the black keys in for free.
JAKE: Two thousand for that chunk of shit... come on, Ray....
Murphy tickles the keyboard. He pumps it.
MURPHY: Really, Ray. It's used... there's no action left in this keyboard.
Ray politely moves Murphy away from the piano.
RAY: Uh...excuse me…I don’t think anything wrong with the action in this piano.
Ray sits down and plays his version of the Du-Tones' classic, "Shake A Tail Feather". The band picks up instruments and jam on with Ray, Jake, and Elwood on vocals.
Location: EXT. RAY'S - DAY
Traffic slows and the pedestrians on the sidewalk turn and crane their necks as the joyful music pours out from Ray's shop.Camera: CUT TO
Location: EXT. RAY'S SHOP
People begin gathering at the door and dancing.Camera: CUT TO
Location: INT. RAY'S SHOP - DAY
The place becomes packed and the rousing rendition of "Shake A Tail Feather" is in full throttle. The number winds up, ends, and everyone is happy. Jake turns cooly to Ray.
JAKE: Okay, man. We'll takes these axes.
Jake puts his arm around Ray's shoulder.
RAY: Naturally, and as usual, I gotta take an I.0.U.