New York's Finest 2 & Credits
in the order of their appearance
playing themselves
FRANK ZAPPA
ADRIAN BELEW
TOMMY MARS
TERRY BOZZIO
KERRY McNABB
RON DELSENER
BRUCE BICKFORD
ROB LEACOCK
ED MANN
WARREN CUCURULLO
CHRIS MARTIN
KLAUS HUNDSBICHLER
FRENCHY THE POODLE
Ms. PINKY'S LARGER SISTER
ROY ESTRADA
JOHN SMOTHERS
DAVID DITKOWICH
NEW YORK'S FINEST CRAZY PERSONS
BILL HARRINGTON
PATRICK O'HEARN
PHIL PARMET
PETER WOLF
DICK PEARCE
ANGEL
JANET THE PLANET
DONNA U WANNA
PHIL KAUFMAN
TEX ABEL
DALE BOZZIO
DIVA
JOHN
CHRIS
NANCY
BRIAN RIVERA
JOEY PSYCHOTIC
and probably lots more people
whose names we couldn't find out
but whose assistance in making this film
is greatly appreciated
Road Manager
& Human trombone:
Phil Kaufman
Iron Sausage:
John Smothers
Stage Crew:
Alan Barclay
Bill Harrington
J.L. Housman
Paul Hof
Kenny Lyon
Davey Moire
Gregory Mulgrew
Thomas Nordegg
Leon Rodriguez
Alan Santos
Earl Charles
Earl Matthews
Tex Abel
Assistants:
Ira Brenner
Dickson Sorenson
Doug Hart
Algerman Ramirez
Soundmen:
Nigel Noble
Joe S
Chat Gunter
Kim Ornirz
Cabet Smith
Harry Lapham
Robert Roeow
Ed Jones
Loaders:
Rober Sands
Robin Racies
Production:
Sandra Rush
Wanda Fidi
Marguerite Mullen
Bill Shirt
Rhonda Raulston
Robbie Kenner
Dwane Arthur
Runners:
Jan Tower
Jeff Avedon
Becky Casart
Don Ferco
Grip:
Art Ross
Gaffer:
Murray Avimeleh
Make-Up:
Susan Barry
House Electricians:
Maria Proscia
Eric Krupnick
Assistant Editor:
Laura Whipple
Color by:
DeLuxe (c)
Titles & Opticals by:
Pacific Title
Dubbing:
Steve Maslow
Goldwyn Studios
(c) (p) 1979 Frank Zappa
Patrick: . . . know what I'm sayin' . . .
Adrian: I know what ya mean, man. I gotcha. I gotcha . . . aw yeah.
Patrick: . . . you . . . you know what I'm sayin', well, I am sick 'n tired of this . . .
Adrian: Well, I'll tell you what, brother. We gotta take a sentimental journey right now folks. Right off this here stage.
Patrick: . . . get to break our brother's balls. Get to break your brother's balls. I'll tell ya, it's hard work. It's hard work.
John Smothers: Damn show was lovely tonight. No shit. I bet you're damn pleased . . .
FZ: . . . they're always . . .
?: Bet you're damn pleased tired.
John Smothers: You're damn right they are.
FZ: Are you wearing thermal underwear?
John Smothers: Yes, I'm wearing a thermal underwear! You think I'd come out without a thermal underwear? Oh . . .
FZ: All the way down . . .
John Smothers: All the way down! New York can on change you . . .
Warren Cuccurullo: "King Kong"! Let's hear "King Kong"! Please! Please! A heavy show tonight, Frank.
?: Frank.
FZ: What? . . . I think. Who'd they miss? Oh, yeah. Can you get 'em in . . . Oh so, are they torn down, they took the lights down on us . . .
?: . . . their lights . . .
FZ: Yeah, it won't look right unless it's done in the same location.
?:Ok.
FZ:It's on you, and you're supposed to round them up.
?: Ok. Rolling up.
?: Real treat . . .
?: . . . the best . . . FZ: Gimme . . . watch your step . . .
Frank, shake my hand, Frank . . .
Alright! . . .
FZ: Hi, good to see you again . . . ok . . . hey, wait, wait, wait, wait, hey, let me . . . my cigarette, ok . . . hey! Don't bang me in the back of the head . . . Bye bye! Ok, good night!
