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Tess was a sensation.
Pretty soon, Sam had enough money
to really do the place up right.
He changed the club's name to "Indigo"--
the deepest shade of blue, and Tess' favorite color.
He changed Tess' name, too.
And, night after night,
the crowds rolled in to see the woman
he billed as "The Countess."
♪ Don't let my leavin' grieve ya ♪
♪ Swing on and on ♪
♪ And on. ♪
( applause and cheering )
Sam was flying high
until one day--
and this is the hardest part to believe--
but he swore it happened...
Well, if you give me a firm date, I...
Well, let me check my schedule
to see if we can accommodate you.
Uh, yeah, I think we can, as a matter of fact.
No problem.
You can count on us. Okay.
That's it! The Ed Sullivan Show!
They want us! They want you!
We're heading for New York!
Oh, great. You're all packed, ready to go.
Yes, I am.
I'll throw some things in a bag,
and we'll catch the first plane out.
Wait a minute, Sam.
Listen to me.
I cannot go to New York with you.
What are you talking about?
Why not?
It's my time to move on.
Move on?!
What about the Sullivan Show?
This is not about being on TV.
I just came here to help you get back on your feet,
and to remind you to listen to the music.
That's what this is all about.
I don't understand.
I'm an angel sent by God.
To a nightclub?
To a good man who has a job to do.
Angels come in all colors, Sam. Not just indigo.
There's love here, Sam.
And you share it with everybody who walks through that door.
You feed them with your own soul--
with music, understanding, encouragement--
and God wants you to keep these doors open.
Not just to keep the music going,
but to keep the people going...
no matter what anybody else says.
God sent Moses to the Promised Land,
and Joshua to Jericho, but...
And he's telling you
to stay put, because you're a leader, too.
Stay put?
You remember that old song by Duke Ellington--
"Do Nothing Till You Hear from Me"?
Sure.
Well, that's going to be your theme from now on.
Just hang in there.
Now, there are going to be hard times:
war, money problems,
and something called disco--
but you're going to make it through,
'cause He's going to be with you all the way.
But I need you.
I'm not the one
you need.
He just asked me to come and bring you a message.
♪ I'm gonna love you ♪
♪ Like nobody's loved you ♪
♪ Come rain or come shine ♪
♪ High like a mountain ♪
♪ Deep like a river ♪
♪ Come rain or come shine ♪
♪ Days may be cloudy or sunny ♪
♪ You may be in or out of the money ♪
♪ I'm with you always ♪
♪ I'm with you ♪
♪ Come rain, come shine. ♪
I'm just telling you what he told me,
and I believe it.
I believe the Countess was an angel.
I think that sounds like a very interesting theory.
( tearfully ): I'd bet on it, if I bet.
Which I don't... but if I did, I would.
Oh, no. Not you, too.
Hello, Monica. Knock-knock. Anybody home?
What is it about this place
that makes everybody soft in the head?
Well, maybe it's just soft in the heart.
( glass shattering )
Grandpa!
Oh, no...
I'm okay.
Did you burn yourself?
No, no, no. I'm fine.
One, two, three.
ZACH: Easy does it.
You know, you sound just like Al, you know that?
It is Al, Sam.
Oh, Al, how you been? Long time.
Grandpa, let me get you cleaned up.
Thanks, you guys. Thanks for your help.
I can deal with this.
Really, I can take care of it.
Come on.
SAM: Where's my glasses?
Um... here they are, Grandpa.
Good house?
Good house?
It's open-mike night tonight.
I hear Al Hirt's in town. He might drop by.
Oh, Gramps...
Band here yet?
The band?
Yeah.
Uh, yeah, Grandpa.
The band's here.
I just need you to sign this.
What's-What's that?
It's the okay to pay the band.
You okay, Grandpa?
Oh, yeah.
Everything's copacetic.
Copacetic.
Yes, that's right.
Mm-hmm. No, no, no, no, no.
Tomorrow night.
Yeah, at Club Indigo.
I'm sorry. The club is now closed.
There's not going to be a show tomorrow night or any other night.
Zach...
No!
I'm getting my grandfather
on the first plane out of here.
How can you do this? This club is Sam's life.
Correction: the club is now a parking lot.
( sighs )
How much time do we have?
I don't know.
Anytime now.
I'm just waiting for the word.
I don't understand.
Where's Tess?
She's supposed to deliver some sort of message.
Eh, you know Tess.
She usually knows when to show up.
But, in the meantime,
it looks like you're going to have to wing it.
( knocks gently )
Are you still here?
Zach, this is where your grandfather belongs.
Don't you understand?
He is not well, okay?
And he's getting worse by the minute.
He needs medical attention.
And, if I don't sell this place, I can't pay the expenses.
He won't need money where he's going.
What are you, a doctor?
No, I'm an angel.
Oh, I see.
Well, that's great,
because you weren't really cutting it as an MC.
Oh, Zach, you're doing all the right things
in all the wrong ways, and God has sent me to tell you.
( scoffs )
Man, my grandpa has had a lot of nutcases walk in here,
but I never saw you coming.
Everyone that ever walked through these doors
was welcomed by your grandfather's love and respect.
All the musicians and wanderers,
the winners and the losers,
and the nutcases and, yes, even an angel or two.
Like me, like Andrew...
like Tess.
Is God listening now?
He's always listening.
I want to help my grandpa.
I want to take him back to New York
and take care of him as well as he took care of me.
Of course, you're concerned for his safety,
but God is concerned about something else.
You see, he has a message for Sam.
Now, I can't tell you what that is yet,
but I have the faith that it will be worth waiting for,
and you have to have faith, too.
( sniffling ): But... I think faith has almost killed him.
No.
It's his faith that has kept him alive,
because he's hung on to it, no matter what.
He wants to pass that on to you.
Just like that old Kennedy half-dollar
he's been keeping safe for you all these years.
But my buyers. I...
Let them wait, Zach...
one more day.
It might be only 24 hours to you,
but for Sam... it's the gift of a lifetime.
( knocking )
Hey, Grandpa.
Let me help you with that.
Yeah, yeah.
Just... just washed my hands. Can't do a thing with them.
( laughs )
You used to do this for me. Remember?
Yeah?
Yeah.
You were the one who taught me
how to tie a bow tie.
I did?
Sure.
I knew how to tie a bow tie
before I knew how to tie my own shoes.
You don't wear lace-up shoes with a tux!
I, I told you that.
I know, I know.
Patent leather pumps.
Just like Duke Ellington gave you.
I, I thought I saw him before.
Duke's out there, isn't he?
Uh...
Can't say, Gramps.
We... we got a full house?
Listen to me, Grandpa.
Even if I was the only one in the audience tonight,
the house would still be full of love.
Okay?
Don't mess up my tie.
( knocking on door )
Show time, gentlemen.
( muttering ): Oh, yeah...
( cheering )
I love open-mike night.
( cheering and applause )
Hey, you got a full house tonight.
( cheering and applause )
WOMAN: Way to go, Sam.
( cheering and applause )
MONICA: Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.
We are all here tonight to honor a very special man.
I have, uh...
I've never been an MC before
but, like many of you here have discovered,
life is never quite the same
once Sam has touched your heart.
Sam, there are so many people here tonight
who want to tell you how much they love you.
Ladies and gentlemen,
will you please welcome
the elder statesman of the blues,
Mr. B.B. King!
( playing blues )
B.B. KING: You know, I'll never forget something Sam told me once.
It's the best advice I think I've ever had.
He said...
"Don't give up.
Just keep giving."
And, also, he said I'm his favorite musician.
( laughter )
Ladies and gentlemen,
please give a very warm Club Indigo welcome
to the incomparable
Dr. John.
( cheering and applause )
( blues intro plays on piano )
♪ You ain't been blue ♪
♪ No, no, no ♪
♪ You ain't been blue ♪
MAN: Whoo!
♪ Till you've heard that mood indigo... ♪
DOCTOR JOHN: See, one Christmas Eve,
I didn't have no place to stay.
And Sam invited me over
even though his pad was crammed like a sardine can.
He let me sleep under the tree,
like one of them unwrapped presents.
But the thing I remember the most,
was the card you left me, Sam.
"To my favorite musician."
( laughter and applause )
MONICA: Ladies and gentlemen,
the man with the golden horn--
Mr. Al Hirt.
( playing jazz )
You know, most people don't know this,
but Sam and I were in the Air Force together.
And I was the bugler.
I used to get up at 5:00 to play reveille,
and who do you think would get up with me? Sam.
And then, when we'd go to breakfast after,
then he'd critique everything I did.
( laughter )
And I had a chance to go with Benny Goodman for an audition.
Who do you think loaned me the money?
You're right. He did. It was 20 bucks.
And I gave him my bugle as collateral.
Give him back his bugle.
50 years is a long time to dust.
( laughter )
50 years.
You need to polish this sucker.
I want to ask you a question.
This is serious, now.
Sam, who is your favorite musician?
( laughter and applause )
Thank you.
Thank you.
A funny thing happened on the way to Club Indigo.
We all fell in love with the same man.
And I know that he has something very special
he wants to share with us.
So, ladies and gentlemen,
will you please give a warm welcome
to the heart and soul of Club Indigo,
Mr. Sam Brown.
( cheering and applause )
( mouthing )
SAM: Thank you, thank you,
thank you.
I know this club has been a big part of all of your lives.
Well, let me tell you, it's been my entire life.
Every happy memory I ever had
came to pass within these four walls.
But it's not just my memories that count.
It's yours, too, and yours, Al, and B.B.,
and Mr. Bugler Man, yours, too,
and the good Doctor also, yours, too.
Because you know what we're going to remember?
We're going to remember the music--
the music that we made here together.
Club Indigo is never going to be what it once was,
but that doesn't matter,
because... because every time you guys go out
on a concert tour or into a recording studio,
you take a little piece of this club with you.
You're the guys who make the music live on,
even if this club can't.
( audience groaning )
No, that's all right.
Don't feel sorry for me.
This has been one great gig, man.
One great gig.
You know why?
Because I had an angel watching over me.
And you know what she said?
The angel said to me,
"There's going to be good times, Sam,
"there's going to be bad times--
but the Good Lord can use you all the time."
TESS: Yes, he can, baby.
( band strikes up )
Yes, he can.
That's the Countess!
She's back!
♪ I'm gonna love you ♪
♪ Like nobody's loved ya ♪
♪ Come rain or come shine... ♪
Hey, Grandpa, I'm sorry.
For what?
For not believing you.
I mean, this is amazing.
The music, huh? You feel it?
Yeah!
I don't want it to end.
I don't know, this may sound kind of crazy, but...
maybe I can move here, you know?
Help you run the place.
What do you think?
♪ Come rain, come shine, whatever ♪
♪ He was there all the time... ♪
You're a good boy, Zach.
♪ He's with you, Sam, baby... ♪
Isaac.
♪ Come rain or come shine. ♪
( cheering and applause )
God gave you a job to do, Sam.
To keep these doors open and to keep the music going.
And He told me to tell you, Samuel Jacob Brown:
"Well done, good and faithful servant."
( "When the Saints Go Marching In" playing )
♪ Well, when the saints ♪
♪ Go marching in ♪
♪ Well, when the saints go marching in ♪
♪ I tell ya, I, I, I want to be in that number ♪
♪ When the saints... ♪
Come on, Al...
♪ Go marching in ♪
♪ When the saints ♪
♪ When the saints ♪
♪ Go marching in ♪
♪ Go marching in ♪
♪ When the saints go marching in ♪
♪ Saints go marching in ♪
♪ Lord, I want to be, want to be in that number ♪
♪ When the saints go marching in ♪
♪ Well, when the saints ♪
♪ Go marching in ♪
♪ I tell you, when the saints go marching in ♪
♪ Oh, yeah, I, I, I, I want to be in that number ♪
♪ When the saints go marching in ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah, when the saints ♪
♪ When the saints ♪
♪ Go marching in ♪
♪ Go marching in ♪
♪ When the saints go marching in ♪
♪ They'll be marching in ♪
♪ I tell you, I want to be there, want to be there ♪
♪ Want to be in that number ♪
♪ When the saints go marching in ♪
♪ I want to be ♪
♪ Want to be in that number ♪
♪ When the saints go marching in! ♪
( cheering and applause )