BLITZKRIEG BOP 1977 A space that can be...

BLITZKRIEG BOP 1977 A space that can be a music studio, a nightclub, a performance space. Graffiti on the walls, archeological layers.

LULU is sitting on the edge of a club stage. Lulu is a beauty. She has the number "2" pinned to her blouse. SALLY enters boyish, skinny, shy, with the number "24" haphazardly pinned to her leather jacket. She rips it off. She is in torn up jeans and a t-shirt in contrast to Lulu's short shorts and Mexican blouse. Sally starts to pack up her guitar.

LULU (calmly) How'd your audition go?

SALLY: He told me to put on more make up.

LULU (CONT’D) Are you cut? Checks out the back of Sally's jacket --Slade? That’s fierce!

SALLY (Embarrassed) It’s Sally. No. He wants me to come back later. You?

LULU (She did not, but doesn't want to let on.) He stared at my boobs the whole time. F##ker.

SALLY: Well...

LULU Whatever. If they help me get the gig, I'll show him my boobs.

(She nods at Sally's guitar)

I heard you. You play like a guy.

SALLY: (annoyed, snarling) I play like a girl!

LULU: (Snarls, sexily right back in Sally's face) GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRLLLL.

(Sally disarmed, laughs)

Take a compliment, bitch! According to Rolling Stone here are are only three types of rockers. Men, homos and chick singers. What's a GRRRL?

SALLY: All of 'em put together.

LULU: (Flirty) You're cute.

SALLY: (Suddenly very shy.) You just want to borrow my clothes.

LULU: I won't lie. I want to knock you out and steal that jacket.

SALLY: Dude, it’s Goodwill! I fixed it up with dental floss and spray paint. Nearly killed myself with the fumes, but the roaches in the apartment are gone and haven't come back. Cool-- uh, blouse.

LULU: Thanks.(Flirtier still) Makes my boobs look nice.

SALLY: My Abuelita has a bunch of those in her closet. They look stupid on me, but I'll steal 'em for you, if you want.

LULU You will? You’re sweet.

SALLY (Changing the subject) I heard you practicing. You really nailed that T-Rex song.

LULU: Do you think I'm too Glam?

(She gets a little too close to Sally.)

SALLY Nah, you’re-- punk. I guess.

LULU I'm into everything. Totally EVERYTHING. Hey-- f##k this guy and his corporate bullshit. You wanna be in a band with me?

SALLY Um. Is he corporate? His bands are good.

LULU Bullsh#t. They're Teen-Beat top 40 crap. I can totally get us gigs. I made flyers for my last solo show. I go to the clubs and pass them out.

(Shows one to Sally)

SALLY Wow. Gorgeous!

LULU My dad had a stack of old girly mags under his bed when he died. My mom tossed 'em in the garbage, I rescued them and I use 'em for these flyers. C'mon. Come over to my house. We can go to Tower after and get the new Richard Hell album!

SALLY Uh. I don't have a car.

LULU Oh. Wow. C'mon. I'll make sure you get home. Where do you live?

SALLY Boyle Heights

LULU: Where's that?

SALLY (Combative) Where the Mexicans live.

LULU (Pauses. Laughs.) That's cool, baby! Thank you for not saying you're "Spanish."

SALLY (Charmed in spite of herself.) My parents... they are really "traditional." I was hoping that if I got this gig. they'd realize that I'm serious about playing guitar. They think I'm a loser.

LOU You're not. Oh my god! You're not. I've been sitting out here all afternoon, listening. You're the only chick who didn't do a cover song. Do you write a lot? (Sally nods) I REALLY want to make a band with you.

SALLY (blushing furiously) What do you play?

LULU Oh I sing. Lead. Def-o. But I play guitar, piano and a little accordion.

SALLY: Ouch.

LULU Don't make fun. Ever heard of Klezmer music? It's old Jew punk rock. All about the accordion.

SALLY No. But I hear it all the time at Quinceñearas. Drives me batsh#t.

LULU You made that jacket right? I bet you can make us cool outfits.

SALLY You're so pretty.... like an old time burlesque queen. (Caught) We could do something with that...

LULU They have a ton of old stuff at the 'Army on La Brea. Corsets, old coats, furs.

SALLY Are we serious? You're not dicking me around?

LULU (pointedly) Do I look like I have a dick?

SALLY (Laughs.) Definitely not.

LULU OK then.

SALLY Welcome to the start of the most fabulous punk/Glam/Kluster...

LULU Klezmer

SALLY ...Whatever, band in the world!

(They both start to laugh. Lulu lets out a rock and roll howl, Sally admiring, joins her.)

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