Rent Script

Rent Script
Five hundred twenty-five thousand Six hundred minutes
Five hundred twenty-five thousand Moments so dear
How do you measure Measure a year?
In daylights, in sunsets
In midnights, in cups of coffee
In inches, in miles
In laughter, in strife
In five hundred twenty -five thousand Six hundred minutes
How do you measure A year in the life?
How about love?
How about love?
How about love?
Measure in love
Seasons of love
Seasons of love
Five hundred twenty-five thousand Journeys to plan
How do you measure The life of a woman or a man?
In truths that she learned? Or in times that he cried?
In bridges he burned?
-Or the way that she died? -It's time now to sing out
Though the story never ends
Let's celebrate Remember a year in the life of friends
Remember the love
Oh, you got to You got to remember the love
You know that love is a gift From up above
Share love, give love, spread love
Measure, measure your life in love
Seasons of love
Seasons of love
Measure your life Measure your life in love
December
th,
p.m.,
Eastern Standard Time.
From here on in, I shoot without a script.
See if anything comes of it...
...instead of my old shit.
No, get out of here. Hey.
I said, get off the window.
How do you document real life
When real life's getting more Like fiction each day?
Headlines, bread lines Blow my mind
And now this deadline Eviction or pay
Rent
How do you write a song When the chords sound wrong?
Though they once sounded Right and rare
When the notes are sour Where is the power
You once had to ignite the air?
-We're hungry and frozen -Some life we've chosen
-How we gonna pay? -How we gonna pay?
-How we gonna pay -How we gonna pay
-Last year's rent? -Last year's rent?
-HeIIo?
-Hey, guess who's back in town.
It's CoIIins, man. Throw down the key. CooI.
Hey.
-You got a Iight, man? -Yeah.
-Give me that shit. -Come here, man.
Get that son of a bitch.
Pick his ass up. Come on.
How do you start a fire When there's nothing to burn
And it feels like something's stuck In your flue?
How can you generate heat When you can't feel your feet
-And they're turning blue? -And they're turning blue?
You light up a mean blaze
-With posters -And screenplays
-How we gonna pay -How we gonna pay
-Last year's rent? -Last year's rent?
How do you stay on your feet
When on every street It's trick or treat
And tonight it's trick?
Welcome back to town Oh, I should lie down
Everything's brown And, uh-oh, I feel sick
-Where is he? -Getting dizzy
How we gonna pay?
How we gonna pay
Last year's rent?
The music ignites the night With passionate fire
The narration crackles and pops With incendiary wit
Zoom in as they burn the past To the ground
And feel the heat Of the future's glow
How do you leave the past behind
When it keeps finding ways To get to your heart?
It reaches way down deep And tears you inside out
Till you're torn apart Rent
How can you connect in an age Where strangers, landlords, lovers
Your own blood cells betray?
What binds the fabric together
When the raging, shifting winds Of change keep ripping away?
Draw a line in the sand And then make a stand
-Use your camera to spar -Use your guitar
When they act tough You call their bluff
We're not gonna pay
We're not gonna pay
We're not gonna pay
Last year's rent
This year's rent
Next year's rent
Rent, rent, rent, rent, rent
We're not gonna pay rent
'Cause everything is rent
Hey.
Bum.
Get your ass off the Range Rover.
Benny, that attitude toward...
...the homeIess is exactIy what Maureen is protesting.
Maureen is protesting Iosing her performance space...
...not my attitude.
Come down, I wanna taIk to you.
CIose-up: Benjamin Coffin III. Our ex-roommate...
...who married AIIison Grey of the Westport Greys.
His father-in-Iaw bought severaI buiIdings on the bIock...
...and a nearby vacant Iot, home to Tent City.
Benny hopes to evict aII of the homeIess from Tent City...
...and buiId a cyber studio.
Roger, you're Iooking good for a guy
coming off of a year of w ithdrawaI.
-What do you want, Benny? -WeII, my investor--
-You mean, your father-in-Iaw? -Right.
Read about Maureen's performance in the Village Voice.
Got pissed and sent me down here to coIIect the rent.
-What rent? -This past year's rent, which I Iet sIide.
You said we were goIden.
-When you bought the buiIding. -We were roommates.
-Remember, you Iived here? -How couId I forget?
You, me, CoIIins and Maureen.
How is the drama queen?
-She's getting ready for a performance. -I know.
-StiII her production manager? -Not exactIy.
-StiII dating her? -I was dumped.
-She got a new man? -WeII....
-No. -What's his name?
-Joanne. -Joanne.
Thanks for being so understanding.
You expect sympathy from the guy...
...who shut off our power on Christmas Eve?
Got your attention, did n't it?
What happened to Benny?
What happened to his heart And the ideals he once pursued?
Any owner of that lot next door Has a right to do with it as he pleases
Happy birthday, Jesus
-The rent -You're wasting your time
-We're broke -You broke your word, this is absurd
There is one way You won't have to pay
-I knew it. -Next door, the home of CyberArts
And now that the block is rezoned Our dream can become a reality
You'll see, boys
You'll see, boys
A state-of-the-art, digital, Virtual interactive studio
I'll forgo your rent And on paper guarantee
That you can stay here for free
-If you do me one smaII favor. -What?
Convince Maureen to canceI her protest.
Why not just get an injunction or caII the cops?
I did, and they're on standby.
But my investors would rather I handle this quietly
You can't quietIy wipe out
an entire tent city...
...then watch It's A Wonderful Life on TV.
You wanna produce fiIms and write songs?
You need somewhere to do it
It's what we used to dream about Think twice before you pooh -pooh it
You'll see, boys
You'll see, boys
You'll see the beauty of a studio
That lets us do our work And get paid
With condos on the top Whose rent keeps open our shop
Just stop the protest And you'll have it made
You'll see
Or you'II pack.
Here you go.
Merry Christmas.
HeIIo?
Oh, my God. You okay, honey?
-I'm afraid so. -Did they get anything, or...?
I didn't have any money, but they took my stuff.
No, I'm fine. I'm fine.
I'm AngeI.
AngeI?
Friends caII me CoIIins.
Tom. Tom CoIIins.
Come on. Let's get you cIeaned up.
I sort of have to hurry.
-I have a Life Support meeting. -Life Support?
Yeah.
It's for peopIe with AIDS.
PeopIe Iike me.
Me too.
I was gonna go try to find CoIIins.
You wanna come?
I thought maybe we couId aII grab some dinner.
Zoom in on my empty waIIet.
Touch?.
Take your AZT.
I'm writing one great song Before I....
One song Glory
One song before I go
Glory One song to leave behind
Find one song
One last refrain
Glory From the pretty-boy front man
Who wasted opportunity
One song He had the world at his feet
Glory In the eyes of a young girl
A young girl
Find glory
Beyond the cheap colored lights
One song Before the sun sets
Glory
On another empty life
Time flies
Time dies
Glory
One blaze of glory
One blaze of glory
Glory
Find glory
In a song that rings true Truth like a blazing fire
An eternal flame
Find one song
A song about love Glory
From the soul of a young man
A young man
Find the one song Before the virus takes hold
Glory Like a sunset
One song To redeem this empty life
Time flies
And then no need To endure anymore
Time dies
-What'd you forget? -Got a light?
I know you, you're--
You're shivering
It's nothing They turned off my heat
And I'm just a little weak on my feet Would you light my candle?
-What are you staring at? -Nothing
Your hair in the moonlight
You look familiar
-Can you make it? -Just haven't eaten much today
At least the room Stopped spinning anyway
-What? -Nothing
-Your smile reminded me of --I always ''remind people of''
-Who is she? -She died
-Her name was April -It's out again
Sorry 'bout your friend
Would you light my candle?
-Well? -Yeah?
Oh, the wax
-It's--Dripping
-I like it between my--Fingers
I figured
Oh, well, good night
-It blew out again? -No, I think that I dropped my stash
I know I've seen you out and about
When I used to go out
Your candle's out
I'm illin' I had it when I walked in the door
It was pure
Is it on the floor?
The floor?
They say that I have the best ass Below th Street
-Is it true? -What?
-You're staring again -Oh, no
I mean, you do have a nice --
I mean, you look familiar
-Like your dead girlfriend -Only when you smile
But I'm sure I've seen you Somewhere else
Do you go to the Cat Scratch Club? That's where I work
I dance
Yes They used to tie you up
It's a living
I didn't recognize you Without the handcuffs
We could light the candle
Oh, won't you light the candle?
Why don't you forget that stuff
-You look like you're -I'm
But I'm old for my age I'm just born to be bad
I once was born to be bad I used to shiver like that
-I have no heat, I told you -I used to sweat
-I got a cold -Uh-huh, I used to be a junkie
-But now and then I like to feel good -Uh-huh
-Oh, here -What's that?
Candy-bar wrapper.
We could light the candle
Oh, what'd you do with my candle?
-That was my last match -Our eyes'll adjust
-Thank God for the moon -Maybe it's not the moon at all
I hear Spike Lee's shootin' Down the street
Bah humbug
Bah humbug
-Cold hands -Yours too
Big Like my father's
Do you wanna dance?
With you?
-No, with my father -I'm Roger
They call me
They call me Mimi
We got power.
Merry Christmas.
-Speak. -Speak.
Mark, are you there?
Are you screening your calls? It's Mom.
I just wanted to call and say we love you. We'll miss you today.
Cindy and the kids are here. They send their love.
Hope you like the hot plate. Don't leave it on when you leave the house.
-Honey, give me the phone. -Oh, here's Dad.
Listen, Mark, I'm sorry to hear that Maureen dumped you.
I say, c'est la vie. Let her be a lesbian.
She doesn't know what she's missing.
Happy holidays.
You know...
...there are times
when we're dirt broke...
...and hungry and freezing...
...and I ask myseIf, ''Why the heII am I stiII Iiving here?''
And then they caII. And I remember.
What's that?
The girI downstairs.
Oh, the dancer
from the Cat Scratch CIub?
-WeII, you are going, right? -No.
-Oh, come on, Roger. -No.
-Merry Christmas, bitches. -Hey, CoIIins.
-Your keys. -Yeah, hours Iater.
What the heII happened to you? Are you aII right?
I've never been better. Here.
Oh, hi.
-''Oh, hi.'' After seven months? -I'm sorry.
You know what you need? This boy couId use...
-...some StoIi. -This is a compIete Christmas feast.
-Thank you. -You struck goId at MIT.
No.
They expeIIed me for my theory of actuaI reaIity.
One for you. One for you.
Oh, wait.
For me.
So I came back home. Merry Christmas.
-Cheers. -WeIcome home.
I got a teaching gig at NYU.
Oh, so that's how you can afford to spIurge on us.
No. Sit down.
Gentlemen, our benefactor On this Christmas day
Whose charity is only matched By talent, I must say
A new member of the Alphabet City Avant-garde
Angel Dumott Schunard
Today for you Tomorrow for me
-And you should hear her beat -You earned this on the street?
It was my lucky day today On Avenue A
When a lady in a limousine Drove my way
She said, ''Darling, be a dear Haven't slept in a year
I need your help to make my Neighbor's yappy dog disappear
This Akita, Evita, just won't shut up I believe if you play nonstop
That pup will breathe its very last High-strung breath
I'm certain that cur Will bark itself to death''
We agreed on a fee $ guarantee, tax free
And a bonus if I trim her tree
Now, who could foretell That it would go so well?
But sure as I am here That dog is now in doggy hell
After an hour, Evita, in all her glory
On the window ledge Of that rd story
Like Thelma and Louise did When they got the blues
Swan-dove into the courtyard Of the Gracie Mews
Back on the street Where I met my sweet
Where he was moaning and groaning On the cold concrete
The nurse took him home For some Mercurochrome
Then I dressed his wounds And got him back on his feet
Sing it Today for you
Tomorrow for me
I say Today for you
Tomorrow for me Today for you
Tomorrow
For me
That was dope.
That was fresh.
-Speak. -Speak.
Mark. Hi.
It's me. Maureen. Look, I have a bit of a problem.
I really need your help.
I hired Joanne as my production manager...
...and I don't think she knows what the hell she's doing.
If you could just-- Please, baby, come to the performance space.
-Hey, Maureen. Hi. -Hi, baby.
-Sure, I'II be there. -Thank you.
-Okay. -Thank you.
Okay, see you soon.
Can you beIieve her? I mean, first she just dumps me--
-Maureen dumped you? -Yes. She dumped me.
For a Iawyer named Joanne.
Now she wants me to heIp her fix her sound equipment.
-WeII, Mark, you couId've sa id no. -I know, but....
-That's cute. You stiII Iove her. -Yeah, right.
You do.
-We have to go. -Wanna go to this gathering?
-Where? -Life Support.
On Christmas?
Some peopIe don't have anywhere eIse to go today.
You shouId come.
Knock yourseIves out.
Everyone's weIcome. It's not just for peopIe with AIDS.
Okay, yeah, I'II be there, but first I got a protest to save.
See? ToId you.
I'm just pIaying with you, boy.
WeII, it's Christmas.
Don't stay in the house aII day.
Bye.
Hi.
Maureen caIIed me to try to come heIp fix the equipment.
You're Mark?
Joanne?
-Maureen said she'd be here. -WeII, don't hoId your breath.
This is so typicaI.
I toId her not to caII you.
Oh, weII--
Can I heIp anyway?
I've hired an engineer.
Great.
WeII, nice to have met you, then.
He's three hours Iate.
The samples won't delay But the cable--
There's another way Say something, anything
Test, one, two, three
Anything but that
-This is weird -It's weird
-Very weird -Fuckin' weird
I'm so mad that
I don't know what to do
Fighting with microphones Freezing down to my bones
And to top it all off I'm with you
Feel like going insane? Got a fire in your brain?
And you're thinking Of drinking gasoline?
-As a matter of fact -Honey, I know this act
It's called the Tango: Maureen
The Tango: Maureen
It's a dark, dizzy merry -go-round
-As she keeps you dangling -You're wrong
-Your heart she is mangling -It's different with me
And you toss and you turn
'Cause her cold eyes can burn
Yet you yearn, and you churn And rebound
I think I know what you mean
-The Tango: Maureen -The Tango: Maureen
Has she ever pouted her lips And called you ''pookie'"?
Never.
Have you ever Doubted a kiss or two?
This is spooky
Did you swoon When she walked through the door?
Every time, so be cautious
Did she moon over other boys?
-More than moon -I'm getting nauseous
Where'd you Iearn to tango?
With the French ambassador's daughter in her room at Miss Porter's.
And you?
With Nanette HimmeIfarb, the rabbi's daughter...
...at the ScarsdaIe Jewish Community Center.
It's hard to do this backwards.
You shouId try it in heeIs.
-She cheated -She cheated
-Maureen cheated -Fuckin' cheated
I'm defeated I should give up right now
Gotta look on the bright side With all of your might
I'd fall for her still, anyhow
When you're dancing her dance You don't stand a chance
Her grip of romance makes you fall
-So you think, ''Might as well'' -''Dance a tango to hell''
''At least I'll have tangoed at all''
The Tango: Maureen
Gotta dance till your diva is through
You pretend to believe her
'Cause in the end You can't leave her
But the end, it will come Still you have to play dumb
Till you're glum and you bum And turn blue
Why do we love when she's mean?
And she can be so obscene
My Maureen
The Tango:
Maureen
Mark.
Mark.
Oh, my God. Are you okay?
ActuaIIy...
...I feeI great now.
I feeI Iousy.
And we're patched.
Thanks.
-Maureen? -Hi, baby.
-Hi, honey, we're--Pookie.
''Pookie''?
-You never caIIed me pook--We're late.
Forget it.
-We're patched. -Thank you.
Pookie.
Shut up.
Okay, everyone, Iet's begin.
First, I just want to weIcome you aII.
Why don't we start by going around and introducing ourseIves.
Steve.
Gordon.
AIi.
Pam.
Sue.
Hi.
I'm AngeI.
Tom.
CoIIins.
I'm PauI.
Sorry.
Excuse me.
And you are...?
Oh, I'm not-I don't have--
I'm here with....
I'm just here to....
Mark.
Mark. I'm Mark.
WeII, this is quite an operation.
Does anyone have a probIem...
...if I fiIm a IittIe of this for a documentary?
Make yourseIf comfortabIe, Mark.
Who wants to begin?
WeII, I'm--
Yesterday...
...I found out my T ceIIs were Iow.
What was your reaction?
Scared.
How are you feeIing today? Right now?
Okay.
AII right.
Pretty good.
Is that aII?
It's the best I've feIt in a Iong time.
-Months. -Then why choose fear?
I'm a New Yorker.
Fear's my Iife.
Look, I find Some of what you teach suspect
Because I'm used to Relying on intellect
But I try to open up To what I don't know
Because reason says I should have died
Three years ago
There's only us
There's only this
Forget regret
Or life is yours to miss
No other road
No other way
No day but today
What's the time?
Well, it's gotta be close to midnight
My body's talking to me It says, ''Time for danger''
It says, ''I wanna commit a crime
Wanna be the cause of a fight
I wanna put on a tight skirt
And flirt with a stranger''
I've had a knack from way back
At breaking the rules Once I learn the game
Get up, life's too quick I know someplace sick
Where this chick'll Dance in the flames
We don't need any money
I always get in for free
You can get in too
If you get in with me
Let's go
Out tonight
I have to go
Out tonight
You wanna play? Let's run away
We won't be back Before it's New Year's Day
Take me out tonight
Meow.
Yeah
When I get a wink From the doorman
Do you know how lucky you'll be?
That you're on the line
With the feline of Avenue B
Let's go
Out tonight
I have to go
Out tonight
You wanna prowl? Be my night owl?
Well, take my hand we're gonna
Howl
Out tonight
In the evening I've got to roam
Can't sleep in the city Of neon and chrome
Feels too damn much like home
When the Spanish babies cry
So let's find a bar
So dark we forget who we are
Where all the scars From the nevers and maybes die
Let's go
Out tonight
I have to go
Out tonight
You're sweet Wanna hit the street?
Wanna wail at the moon Like a cat in heat?
Just take me
Out tonight
Please take me
Out tonight
Don't forsake me
Out tonight
I'll let you make me
Out tonight
Tonight
Tonight
Tonight
Who do you think you are?
Barging in on me and my guitar
Little girl, hey, the door is that way
You better go You know the fire's out anyway
Take your powder Take your candle
Your sweet whisper I just can't handle
Well, take your hair In the moonlight
Your brown eyes Goodbye, good night
I should tell you I should tell you
I should tell you, I should--
No.
Another time, another place
Our temperature would climb There'd be a long embrace
We'd do another dance It'd be another play
Looking for romance?
Come back another day
Another day
The heart may freeze
Or it can burn
The pain will ease
If I can learn
There is no future
There is no past
I live this moment as
My last
There's only us
There's only this
Forget regret
No other road
No other way
No day but today
Excuse me if I'm off track
But if you're so wise Then tell me
Why do you need smack?
Take your needle
Take your fancy prayer
Don't forget, Get the moonlight out of your hair
Long ago you might have Lit up my heart
But the fire's dead Ain't never ever gonna start
Another time Another place
The words would only rhyme We'd be in outer space
It'd be another song We'd sing another way
You wanna prove me wrong? Come back another day
Another day
There's only yes
Only tonight
We must let go
To know what's right
No other course
No other way
No day but today
I can't control
Control your temper
My destiny
She doesn't see
I trust my soul
-Who says that there's a soul? -My only goal
Is just to be
Just let me be
-Who do you think you are? -There's only now, there's only here
-Barging in on me and my guitar -Give in to love, or live in fear
-Little girl, hey -No other path
-The door is that way -No other way
No day but today
The fire's out anyway
No day but today
Take your powder Take your candle
No day but today
Take your brown eyes, Your pretty smile, your silhouette
No day but today
Another time, another place, Another rhyme, a warm embrace
No day but today
Another dance, Another way, another chance
Another day
No day but today
-Speak. -Speak.
Mark, Roger, it's Benny.
Look, you still got a few hours to stop Maureen's protest.
My offer expires after dark.
Hey.
How you doing?
-Look, about Iast night--I don't wanna taIk about it.
You know, Mimi's gonna be at Maureen's show tonight.
You shouId come too.
I'd hate to see you pass up
something that couId be good for you.
You'II onIy regret it.
I'II Iive.
Right.
Will I lose my dignity?
Will someone care?
Will I wake tomorrow
From this nightmare?
Will someone care?
-Will I lose my dignity? -Will I lose my dignity?
Will someone care?
Will someone care?
-Will I wake tomorrow -Will I wake tomorrow
-From this nightmare? -From this nightmare?
-Will I lose my dignity? -Will I lose my dignity?
-Will someone care? -Will I lose my dignity?
-Will I wake tomorrow -Will someone care?
-From this nightmare? -Will I wake tomorrow
-Will I lose my dignity? -From this nightmare?
-Will someone care? -Will I lose my dignity?
-Will I wake tomorrow -Will someone care?
-From this nightmare? -Will I wake tomorrow
-Will I lose my dignity? -Will I lose?
Will someone care?
I am so gIad you came, man.
-I'm proud of you. -Thanks.
Come on, get up.
Come on, Iet's go.
-Wake up. -This ain't a campground.
Let's go. You gotta go.
Christ, it's a Iady. Come on, ma'am, you gotta get up.
SmiIe for Ted KoppeI, officers.
I don't need no goddamn heIp...
...from some bIeeding-heart cameraman.
My Iife's not for you to make a name for yourseIf on.
Easy, sugar, easy. He was just trying--
Just trying to use me to kiII his guiIt.
It's not that kind of movie, honey.
This pIace is fuII of artists.
Hey, artist, you got a doIIar?
Didn't think so.
New York City
-Center of the universe -Sing it, girI.
Times are shitty, but I'm pretty sure They can't get worse
-I hear that. -It's a comfort to know
When you're singing The hit-the-road blues
That anywhere else you could Possibly go after New York would be
A pleasure cruise
Now you're taIking.
Well, I'm thwarted by a Metaphysic puzzle
And I'm sick of grading papers, That I know
I'm shouting in my sleep I need a muzzle
And all this misery pays no salary So
Let's open up a restaurant In Santa Fe
Sunny Santa Fe would be nice
We'll open up a restaurant In Santa Fe
And leave this To the roaches and mice
-You teach? -Yeah, I teach.
Computer Age PhiIosophy.
When my students wouId rather watch TV.
-America. -America.
You're a sensitive aesthete
Brush the sauce onto the meat
You can make the menu Sparkle with a rhyme
You can drum a gentle drum
I can seat guests as they come
Chatting not about Heidegger, But wine
Let's open up a restaurant In Santa Fe
-Santa Fe -Our labors would reap financial gain
-Gain -Gain
-Gain -We'll open up
A restaurant in Santa Fe
-Santa Fe -And save from devastation our brains
Save our brains
We'll pack up all ourjunk And fly so far away
Devote ourselves to projects That sell
We'll open up a restaurant In Santa Fe
Forget this cold bohemian hell
Do you know the way To Santa Fe?
You know, tumbleweeds
Prairie dogs
Yeah
Oh, guys, I'm Iate for Maureen's sound check. I gotta go.
-Here, you can heIp me. -Bye.
See you Iater.
It's coId.
Come on.
Live in my house
I'll be your shelter
Just pay me back With kisses
Be my lover
I'll cover you
Open your door I'll be your tenant
Don't got much baggage To lay at your feet
But sweet kisses I've got to spare
I'll be there and I'll cover you
-I think they meant it -I think they meant it
-When they said you can't buy love -When they said you can't buy love
-Now I know you can rent it -Now I know you can rent it
-A new lease you are, my love -A new lease you are, my love
-On life -On life
-Be my life -Be my life
-Just slip me on -Just slip me on
-I'll be your blanket -I'll be your blanket
-Wherever, whatever -Wherever, whatever
-I'll be your coat -I'll be your coat
You'll be my king And I'll be your castle
No, you'll be my queen And I'll be your moat
-I think they meant it -I think they meant it
-When they said you can't buy love -When they said you can't buy love
-Now I know you can rent it -Now I know you can rent it
-A new lease you are, my love -A new lease you are, my love
-On life -On life
-All my life -All my life
-I've longed to discover -I've longed to discover
-Something as true as this is -Something as true as this is
-So with a thousand sweet kisses
-When you're cold and you're lonely
I'll cover you With a thousand sweet kisses
-You've got one nickel only -I'll cover you
With a thousand sweet kisses
-When you're worn out and tired -I'll cover you
-When your heart has expired -I'll cover you
-Oh, lover -Oh, lover
-I'll cover you -I'll cover you
-Yeah -Yeah
-Oh, lover -Oh, lover
-I'll cover you -I'll cover you
I'm gonna ceIebrate tonight.
AII right, cooI.
-The usuaI. -CooI.
-Hey. -Hey. Can I taIk to you for a sec --?
Hey. Lover boy. You steaI my cIient, you die.
You didn't miss me,
you won't miss her.
Look around. Got pIenty of customers.
Look.
About Iast night, I'm sorry.
-I don't know what the--Just forget it.
I was out of Iine. Can I make it up to you?
How?
Bunch of us are getting together tonight.
At the Life Caf? after Maureen's show.
Yeah?
WouId you Iike to come with me?
Sure. I'd Iike that.
So you're a tough guy?
No. Not reaIIy.
That's pretty good.
Over there. The guy with the gIasses.
Right there.
-AngeI. -Mimi.
Oh, my God, you Iook so good.
Maureen! Maureen! Maureen!
Last night I had a dream.
I found myseIf in a desert caIIed CyberIand.
It was hot.
My canteen had sprung a Ieak, and I was...
...thirsty.
Out of the abyss waIked a cow.
EIsie.
I asked if she had anything to drink. She said:
''I'm forbidden to produce milk
In Cyberland we only drink
Diet Coke''
She said:
''Only thing to do
Is jump over the moon''
Gotta get out of here
It's like I'm being tied to the ho od Of a yellow rental truck
Being packed in With fertilizer and fuel oil
Pushed over a cliff By a suicidal Mickey Mouse
I've
Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta
Gotta, gotta find a way
To jump over the moon
Only thing to do Is jump over the moon
Yeah! Go, Maureen!
Then a IittIe buIIdog entered.
His name, we have Iearned, was Benny.
And aIthough he once had principIes...
...he abandoned them to Iive as a Iapdog...
...to a weaIthy daughter of the revoIution.
A one, two, three ''That's bull,'' he said
''Ever since the cat took up the fiddle That cow's been jumpy
The dish and the spoon were evicted From the table and eloped
She's had trouble with that milk And the moon ever since
Maybe it's a female thing
'Cause who'd wanna leave Cyberland anyway?
Walls ain't so bad
The dish and the spoon, for instance, They're down on their luck
They come knockin' On my doghouse door
And I say, 'Not in my back yard, utens ils.
Go back to China'''
''The onIy way out is up,'' EIsie whispered to me.
''A leap
Of faith''
-Yeah. -That's it.
''StiII thirsty?''
''Parched.''
''Have some miIk.''
And I Iowered myseIf beneath her swoIIen udder...
...and I sucked the sweetest miIk I had ever tasted.
''CIimb onboard,'' she said.
And as a harvest moon rose over CyberIand...
...we reared back, we sprang into a gaIIop...
...Ieaping out of orbit.
I awoke, singing...
Leap of faith Leap of faith
Leap of faith Leap of faith
Only thing to do
Only thing to do is jump
Only thing to do is Jump over the moon
Only thing to do is Jump over the moon
Over the moon
Over the....
Moo with me.
Yes. Who is that? Come on. Moo with me.
Yes. Come on, sir.
Don't be shy. Let it go. Moo with me.
Let it rip.
Yes. Let it go, New York Ci ty.
Yeah.
Hey, get off, man.
Just caIm down. Take it easy now, aII right?
Back off.
Hey, hey, hey. Guys, it's okay. It's okay. Just keep cooI.
Come on, move back.
-Take it easy, aII right? -This is supposed be a peace --
Officer, pIease.
Look, just keep-- Hey. PIease. Everyone, be caIm.
Everyone, pIease.
Oh, my God.
Stop it.
-Get off of me. -Let go of him.
-CoIIins. -Get off of her.
Get off of me.
-Get off of me. -Get off her.
-Let's get out of here. This way. -Go, go, go.
Everyone, be cooI.
Stop, this is peacefuI.
PIease.
Benny got exactIy what he wanted.
He screws up my show, he gets aII these peopIe arrested.
Cops won't hoId them for Iong. They'II Iet them go in a few hours.
-Oh, there they are. -You aII right?
-Yes. Yes. -Joanne?
-CoIIins. -Nice to meet you.
-AngeI. -Nice to meet you.
-Oh, it's coId. Let's go inside, okay? -Yeah.
Hi, baby. Thank you.
Wait, where's Mark?
I don't know, man. Let's wait for him inside. Come on.
Let's go.
-Hey. -Hey. Are you aII right?
I'm fine. I'm fine. I'm fine.
Tonight on the
news,
the Iead story is gonna be your show.
-How do you know that? -They bought my footage of the riot.
-They're gonna see the whoIe thing. -CongratuIations.
-Thank you. -Good work, Mark.
-You serious? -Yes.
How can I repay you?
Let the boy buy us dinner.
-Okay. -Oh, no.
PIease, no. No, not tonight.
-PIease Ieave. -What? Why?
You sit here aII night, and you never order anything.
That's a Iie. Last week I had a tea.
You couIdn't pay.
-Oh, yeah. -Yeah.
Tonight we can. Come on.
Fine. Just pIease don't move the tabIes.
Let's put these tabIes together.
-SIide this way. Put these together. -No. No, no, no.
Hey, DoodIes.
WeII, if you get back to me, Iet's say by earIy next week...
...we can break ground, I'm thinking, mid-January.
Benjamin Coffin III.
The enemy of Avenue A.
You got a whoIe Iot of nerve showing your face here...
...after what just happened.
Listen, guys, this was not my fauIt.
-Go to heII. -Jerk.
You put the cops on standby.
-I didn't want it to get out of controI.
-Why did Muffy--
AIIison.
--miss the show?
There.... There was a death in the famiIy.
Who died?
Our Akita.
-Evita. -Evita.
You make fun
Yet I'm the one Attempting to do some good
Or do you really want A neighborhood
Where people piss On your stoop every night?
Bohemia Bohemia's a fallacy in your head
This is Calcutta
Bohemia is dead
Dearly beloved
We gather here To say our goodbyes
Here she lies
No one knew her worth
The late, great daughter Of Mother Earth
On these nights When we celebrate the birth
In that little town of Bethlehem
We raise our glass You bet your ass
To
La vie
Boh?me
La vie boh?me
La vie boh?me
La vie boh?me
-La vie boh?me -To days of inspiration
Playin' hooky Makin' somethin' out of nothin'
The need to express To communicate
To going against the grain Going insane
-La vie boh?me -Going mad
-La vie boh?me -To loving tension
No pension To more than one dimension
To starving for attention, Hating convention, hating pretension
Not to mention, of course Hating dear old Mom and Dad
To riding your bike midday Past the three-piece suits
To fruits To no absolutes
To Absolut To choice
To the ViIIage Voice
To any passing fad
To being an us for once Instead of a them
La vie boh?me
La vie boh?me
Hey, mister.
She's my sister.
So that's five miso soup Four seaweed salad
Three soy-burger dinner Two tofu-dog platter
And one pasta with meatless balls
It tastes the same
If you close your eyes
-And
orders of fries, is that it here?
-Wine and beer
To handcrafted beers Made in local breweries
To yoga To yogurt
To rice and beans and cheese
To leather To dildos
To curry vindaloo To huevos rancheros
And Maya Angelou
Emotion, devotion To causing a commotion
Creation Vacation
Mucho masturbation
Compassion To fashion
To passion when it's new
-To Sontag -To Sondheim
To anything taboo
Ginsberg, Dylan, Cunningham And Cage
Lenny Bruce
-Langston Hughes -To the stage
-To Uta -To Buddha
Pablo Neruda too
Why Dorothy and Toto Went over the rainbow
To blow off Auntie Em
La vie boh?me
-Sisters? -We're cIose.
Brothers
Bisexuals, trisexuals, Homo sapiens
Carcinogens, hallucinogens, men, Pee-wee Herman
German wine, turpentine Gertrude Stein
Antonioni, Bertolucci, Kurosawa
Carmina Burana
To apathy To entropy
To empathy Ecstasy
V?clav Havel The Sex Pistols
BC To no shame
Never playin' the fame game
-To marijuana -To sodomy
It's between God and me
To S & M
-Waiter, waiter, waiter, waiter. -La vie boh?me
In honor of the death of b ohemia...
...an impromptu saIon wiII commence immediateIy foIIowing dinner.
Maureen Johnson, back from her spectacuIar...
...one-night engagement at the th Street Iot...
...wiII perform tribaI chants backwards...
...through her vocoder, accompanying herseIf on the eIectric ceIIo.
Which she ain't never studied.
And Mark Cohen wiII preview his new documentary...
...about his inabiIity to hoId an erection on the High HoIy Days.
And Mimi Marquez, cIad onIy in bubbIewrap...
...wiII perform her famous Iawn-chair handcuff dance...
...to the sounds of iced tea being stirred.
And Roger wiII attempt to write a bittersweet, evocative song...
...that doesn't remind us of ''Musetta's WaItz.''
AngeI Dumott Schunard wiII modeI the Iatest faII fashions from Paris...
...whiIe accompanying herseIf on the -gaIIon pIastic pickIe tub.
And CoIIins wiII recount his expIoits as anarchist...
...incIuding his successfuI reprogramming...
...of the MIT retro-reaIity equipment to seIf-destruct...
...as it broadcasts the words:
ActuaI reaIity. ACT UP. Fight AIDS.
Excuse me Did I do somethin' wrong?
I get invited, then ignored All night long
I've been tryin' I'm not lyin'
No one's perfect I've got baggage
Life's too short, babe Time is flyin'
I'm lookin' for baggage That goes with mine
-I should tell you
-I've got baggage too
-Should tell you-- Baggage -Baggage
Wine and beer
AZT break.
You?
Me
You?
Mimi
I should tell you I'm disaster
I forget how to begin it
Let's just make this part go faster
I have yet to be in it I should tell you
I should tell you
I should tell you
I should tell you
I should tell I blew the candle out
Just to get back in
I'd forgotten how to smile
Until your candle burned my skin
I should tell you
I should tell you
I should tell you
-I should tell -I should tell
-Well, here we go -Well, here we go
-Now we -Now we
Oh, no
I know this something is
-Here goes -Here goes
Guess so, it's starting to
-Who knows? -Who knows?
-Who knows where? -Who knows where?
-Who goes there? -Who goes there?
-Who knows? -Who knows?
-Trusting desire -Trusting desire
-Starting to learn -Starting to learn
-Walking through fire -Walking through fire
-Without a burn -Without a burn
-Clinging a shoulder -Clinging a shoulder
-A leap begins -A leap begins
-Stinging and older -Stinging and older
-Asleep on pins -Asleep on pins
-So here we go
-So here we go
-Now we -Now we
Oh, no
-I know -Oh, no
-Who knows where? -Who knows where?
-Who goes there? -Who goes there?
-Here goes
-Here goes
-That's right. Come on. -Yeah.
-To dance -No way to make a living
Masochism, pain, perfection
Muscle spasms, chiropractors Short careers, eating disorders
-Film -Adventure, tedium
No family, boring loc ations Darkrooms
Perfect faces, egos, money Hollywood and sleaze
-Music -Food of love, emotion
Mathematics, isolation Rhythm, power
Feeling, harmony And heavy competition
-Anarchy
-Revolution, justice
Screaming for solutions Forcing changes, risk and danger
Making noise and making pleas
To faggots, lezzies, dykes Cross-dressers too
-To me -To me
To you and you and you You and you
To people living with Living with, living with
Not dying from disease
Let he among us without sin
Be the first to condemn
La vie boh?me
La vie boh?me
-La vie boh?me
-Anyone out of the mainstream
-La vie boh?me -Is anyone in the mainstream?
-La vie boh?me -Anyone alive with a sex drive
-La vie boh?me -Tear down the wall
Aren't we all?
-The opposite of war isn't peace -What is?
It's creation
La vie boh?me
Viva la vie boh?me!
Five hundred twenty-five thousand Moments so dear
How do you measure Measure a year?
In diapers, report cards In spoked wheels, in speeding tickets
In contracts, dollars In funerals, in births
In
minutes
How do you figure A last year on Earth?
Figure in love
-Figure in love -Eight, seven, six, five...
-Figure in love -...four, three, two, one.
Measure in love
Seasons of love
Seasons of love
Hey, Mimi. Mimi.
Mimi, give me your New Year's resoIutions.
I'm giving up my vices. I'm going back to schooI.
Oh, that's very good. How about you, Roger?
-Finish a song. -Yeah, maybe this year?
And who are you two supposed to be?
-Bond. James Bond.
-And Pussy GaIore. In person.
Very nice.
What you want, huh?
WeII, you can take the girI out of HicksviIIe...
...but you can't take the HicksviIIe out of the girI.
Heard you got a job offer.
No, it was just that sIeazy news show
Buzzline wants to take a meeting.
We're gonna need an agent.
-''We''? -Hey, Iisten, mister.
I am the reason you got on TV in the first pIace.
Oh, my God. You know what? We'II do another protest.
And this time you can shoot the entire thing for the TV show.
No, I'm not interested, I'm sorry.
What? Why not?
Because working for a show Iike Buzzline, that's compIeteIy seIIing out.
Okay. But it's nice to dream.
-WeII, maybe. -Happy New Year.
Happy New Year.
Give me that. I'm sick and tired of you aIways --
-Maureen. You're gonna break it. -Hi, Mark.
-Happy New Year. -This is not my bar mitzvah.
Give it back to me.
Out of aII the years I've been in New York...
...I've never gone to Times Square for New Year's.
-ReaIIy? -I don't think I wanna do it again.
-I think that was enough. -It was a IittIe Iike a moo -fest.
-Mark. -What?
Check out the door.
What the heII is that?
Guys, there's a padIock on the door.
Benny.
HoId on. HoId this, honey.
I saw this on teIevision. Watch.
Baby, what you doing?
You'II see.
Be carefuI, now.
-You're drunk. -No, I'm not.
Okay, watch.
-That's so heavy. -Watch your fingers.
That's my girI.
-Yeah. -Nothing Iike Pussy.
-Let's go. -Here you go, baby.
-Thank you. -Door open.
-That's a fuII-service woman. -That was great.
-Gonna put that trash can back? -No.
Oh, damn.
TypicaI.
He took aII our stuff.
Mine too.
What a fricking sweetheart.
What do we do now?
WeII, technicaIIy, now that you're inside...
...you're squatters. You can't be arrested.
Benny can't throw you out on the street.
It'II give you and Roger time to get some money together.
There's aIways Buzzline.
Oh, my God, my stomach doesn't fe eI right.
You'II be fine.
Is what I'm wearing okay? Does this Iook right?
Yeah, you Iook reaIIy good.
Do you think this beIt is too much, though?
-I can't do this. -Come on.
-I can't do this. -Yes, you can. I'II do aII the taIking.
-What are you doing? -Stop fussing. We're Iate.
Oh, my God, Iook at this pIace.
Yeah, it's corporate America. WeIcome.
-Hi. We're here to see AIexi DarIing. -Hi.
-Your name? -Joanne Jefferson and Mark Cohen.
I'm Maureen Johnson.
Maybe you shouId wait out here.
-But I'm the one--We don't wanna come on too strong.
AIexi, Joanne Jefferson
and Mark Cohen here to see you.
Okay. Fine.
Whatever.
How much did I Iove your footage?
So much. It reminded me of my BerkeIey days.
Fighting the good fight.
-Kudos. Kudos. -Thank you.
I wanted to Iet you know that I've aIso been working on a documentary...
...about the homeIess and peopIe with HIV.
Great. I Iove it. So fresh, edgy.
Everything Buzzline's about.
-ReaIIy? -We may dip into the tabIoid side.
GuiIty as charged.
But we are a news show.
And your cIient has a fresh eye to bring reaI stories to an audience...
...and that's what we want.
We get the reaI programming...
...he gets the network exposure. Not a bad way to start a career, by the way.
So, what do you think?
Yes. What about saIary?
On commission.
On an escaIating scaIe. Start at $ .
You're not gonna get a better deaI than that.
We'II take it.
CongratuIations.
-I soId my souI. -For grand a segment.
You ain't got nothing without my protest.
Does everything have to be about you?
Me? You're the one heIping my ex-boyfriend.
He needed a Iawyer.
I figured I couId heIp out, since you got them evicted.
You know what? Why don't the two of you get an accountant's Iedger...
...and a bottIe of champagne and go at it.
Invite the girI you were just fIirting with to join us and I wiII.
Oh, my God. Come on, Pookie. I was just being friendIy.
-My God. -What do you want, huh?
I'II do anything. You want me to be your sIave?
You want me to just obey your every wish?
TeII me what you want.
Commitment.
That's aII?
Why didn't you say so in the first pIace?
What?
AII you have to do is ask...
...and I'm yours.
WiII you commit to me?
To be with onIy me for the rest of our Iives?
I wiII.
I do.
This can't be happening.
I'd Iike to weIcome everyone...
...and congratuIate my daughter Joanne.
On-- On her wonderfuI choice of a Iife partner, Maureen Johnson.
My husband and I wouId aIso Iike to weIcome Maureen's parents...
...Eddie and Nancy Johnson, into our famiIy.
WouId everyone pIease sta nd?
And Iet's raise a gIass to toast the future of Joanne and Maureen.
Hear, hear.
Cheers.
I Iove you, baby.
Thanks, Mom.
You got engaged.
Thanks, Dad.
-Cheers. -Cheers.
-Cheers. -Cheers.
-Thanks. -Cheers.
-CongratuIations. -Hi. Thank you.
Got anything stronger than this?
OnIy champagne and wine, unfortunateIy.
Hi.
Thank you.
You know, Maureen didn't even Iet me reaIIy congratuIate her yet.
I know, because....
-Where'd you get this neckIace?
-Oh, just downtown.
CouId you excuse me for a minute?
-Hi. CouId you excuse us a minute? -Hi, baby.
Thank you.
-What's up? -What the heII are you doing?
What? We were just taIking.
-Right.
-Pookie, we were just taIking.
Maureen, pIease, do not do this today.
Excuse me, sir, can you hoId this, pIease?
-CertainIy. -Thanks.
You know what, Miss Ivy League?
I can't take much more of this.
This obsessive-compuIsive, controI-freak paranoia.
-What? -I didn't pierce my nippIes...
...because it grossed y ou out.
I didn't stay at the Kink CIub Iast night because you wanted to go home.
You fIirted with the woman in rubber.
There wiII aIways be women in rubber fIirting with me.
Give me a break.
Every single day I walk down the street
I hear people say ''Baby's so sweet''
Ever since puberty Everybody stares at me
Boys, girls, I can't help it, baby
So be kind And don't lose your mind
Just remember that I'm your baby
Take me for what I am
Who I was meant to be
And if you give a damn
Take me, baby, or leave me
A tiger in a cage Can never see the sun
This diva needs her stage Baby, let's have fun
You are the one I choose Folks would kill to fill your shoes
You love The limelight too now, baby
So be mine And don't waste my tim e
Crying, ''Oh, honey bear, Are you still my, my
-My baby?'' -Don't you dare.
Take me for what I am
Who I was meant to be
And if you give a damn
No way can I be what I'm not
But, hey, don't you want Your girl hot?
Don't fight Don't lose your head
'Cause every night
Who's in your bed? Who?
Who's in your bed?
-Kiss, Pookie. -It won't work.
I look before I leap
I love margins and discipline
I make lists in my sleep, baby What's my sin?
Never quit I follow through
I hate mess But I love you
What to do With my impromptu baby
So be wise 'Cause this girl satisfies
You've got a prize But don't compromise
You're one lucky baby
-Take me for what I am -A controI freak.
-Who I was meant to be -A snob, yet overattentive.
-And if you give a damn -A IovabIe, droII geek.
-Take me, baby, or leave me -An anaI-retentive.
-That's it -That's it
The straw that breaks my back
-I quit -I quit
Unless you take it back
-Women -Women
What is it about them?
-Can't live with them or without them -Can't live with them or without them
-Take me for what I am -Take me for what I am
-Who I was meant to be -Who I was meant to be
-And if you give a damn -And if you give a damn
You better take me, baby
-Oh, take me, baby -Or leave me
Take me or leave me
-Take me, baby -Take me, baby
-Or leave me -Or leave me
-Guess I'm leaving
-Guess I'm leaving
-I'm gone -I'm gone
Maybe now you two can get back together.
-WeII, actuaIIy, I'm--Come on, Iet's go.
Hey, guys, aII our shit's back.
Benny, what's going on?
I'm here to put an end to this war.
-What changed your mind? -Mimi did, actuaIIy.
We hadn't seen each other in a whiIe. So we had dinner, we taIked...
...and she convinced me to rethink the situation.
Look, I regret the unIucky circumstances --
Circumstance? Benny, you padIocked our door...
-...and you took aII of our stuff. -Right.
Which is why I'm here off ering a new Iease. AII right?
Rent-free, courtesy of CyberArts. You might wanna get this on fiIm.
Oh, I see, this is a photo opportunity.
The benevoIent god ushers the poor artists back to their fIat.
Brought to you by your friendIy CyberArts.
-FuII story tonight on Buzzline. -It's not Iike that, CoIIins.
Look, we don't need your charity.
ShouId cover us for a IittIe whiIe.
Where'd you get this?
It's my first advance.
Okay. CongratuIations.
Excuse me.
Roger...
...nothing happened.
Benny and me, it's over. We had a thing once...
-...but it was two years ago. -It doesn't matter.
-It was before I met you. -I don't care.
Without you
The ground thaws
The rain falls
The grass grows
Without you
The seeds root
The flowers bloom
The children play
The stars gleam
The poets dream
The eagles fly
Without you
The Earth turns
The sun burns
But I die without you
Without you
The breeze warms
The girl smiles
The cloud moves
Without you
The tides change
The boys run
The oceans crash
The crowds roar
The days soar
The babies cry
Without you
The moon glows
The river flows
But I die without you
The world revives
Colors renew
-But I know blue -But I know blue
-Only blue -Only blue
-Lonely blue -Lonely blue
Within me, blue
Without you
Without you
The hand gropes
The ear hears
The pulse beats
Without you
The eyes gaze
The legs walk
The lungs breathe
-The mind churns -The mind churns
-The heart yearns -The heart yearns
-The tears dry -The tears dry
Without you
-Life goes on -Life goes on
-But I'm gone -But I'm gone
-'Cause I die without you
-I die
Without you
Without you
-Without you -Without you
It's right...
...that today's HaIIoween.
It was AngeI's favorite hoIiday.
I knew we'd hit it off the moment we met.
There was this skinhead that was harassing her...
...and she just waIked right up to him and said:
''I'm more of a man than you'II ever be...
...and more of a woman than you'II ever get.''
And then there was this time...
...he waIked up to this group of tourists...
...and they were petrified...
...because, A, they were obviousIy Iost...
...and, B, had probabIy never spoken to a drag queen before in their Iives.
And he....
She...
...just offered to escort them out of AIphabet City...
...and then Iet them take a picture with her...
...and then said she'd heIp them find the CircIe Line.
So much more originaI than any of us.
You'd find an oId tabIecIoth on the street and make a dress...
...and then the next year, sure enough...
...they'd be mass-producing them at the Gap.
You aIways said how Iucky you were that we were aII friends...
...but it was us, baby...
...who were the Iucky ones.
Live in my house
I'll be your shelter
Just pay me back
With
kisses
Be my lover
And I'll cover you Yeah
Open your door
I'll be your tenant
Don't got much baggage To lay at your feet
But sweet kisses I've got to spare
I'll be there and I'll cover you
I think they meant it When they said you can't buy love
Now I know you can rent it A new lease you are, my love
On life
All my life
I've longed to discover
Something as true as this is Yeah
So with a thousand sweet kisses
-If you're cold and you're lonely -I'll cover you
-You've got one nickel only -I'll cover you
-When you're worn out and tired -I'll cover you
When your heart has expired
Oh, lover
I'll cover you
Oh, lover
I'll cover you
Five hundred twenty-five thousand Seasons of
-Love -I'll cover you, oh
It's true you sold your guitar And bought a car?
It's true I'm leaving now for Santa Fe
It's true you're with This yuppie scum?
You said you'd never Speak to him again
-Not now. -Who said that you have any say
-In who she says things to at all? -Yeah.
Who said that you should stick Your nose in other people --?
Who said I was taIking to you?
-We used to have this fight each night -Calm down
-She'd never admit I existed -Everyone, please
He was the same way He was always
Run away, hit the road, don't commit You're full of shit
-She's in denial -He's in denial
Didn't give an inch When I gave a mile
-I gave a mile -Gave a mile to who?
Come on, guys, chiII.
I'd be happy to die
For a taste of what Angel had
-Someone to live for -Someone to live for
-Unafraid to say ''I love you'' -Unafraid to say ''I love you''
All your words are nice, Mimi
But love's not a three -way street
You'll never share real love
Until you love yourself
I should know
You all said you'd be cool today
So please, for my sake
I can't believe he's gone
I can't believe you're going
I can't believe this family must die
Angel helped us believe in love
I can't believe you disagree
I can't believe this is
Goodbye
Don't breathe too deep
Don't think all day
Dive into work
Drive the other way
That drip of hurt
That pint of shame
Goes away Just play the game
You're living in America
At the end of the millennium
Leave your conscience at the tone
And when you're living in America
You're what you own
The filmmaker cannot see
And the songwriter cannot hear
Yet I see Mimi everywhere
Angel's voice is in my ear
Just tighten those shoulders
Just clench yourjaw till you frown
Just don't let go
-Or you may drown -Or you may drown
-You're living in America -You're living in America
-Where it's like The TwiIight Zone -Where it's like The TwiIight Zone
-And when you're living in America -And when you're living in America
-At the end of the millennium -At the end of the millennium
-You're what you own -You're what you own
-So I own not a notion -So I own not a notion
-I escape and ape content -I escape and ape content
-I don't own emotion -I don't own emotion
-I rent -I rent
-What was it about that night? -What was it about that night?
-Connection in an isolating age
-Connection in an isolating age
-For once the shadows -For once the shadows
-Gave way to light -Gave way to light
-For once I didn't disengage -For once I didn't disengage
-Angel, I hear you, I hear it, I see it -Mimi, I see you
-I see it, my film -I hear it, I hear it, I hear it, my song
-AIexi, Mark. CaII me a hypocrite... -One song, glory
-...I need to finish my own fiIm. I quit. -Mimi, your eyes
Dying in America
-We're dying in America -We're dying in America
-To come into our own -To come into our own
-And when you're dying in America -And when you're dying in America
-At the end of the millennium -At the end of the millennium
-You're not alone -You're not alone
-I'm not alone -I'm not alone
-I'm not alone -I'm not alone
-Speak. -Speak.
Hey, guys, it's Benny.
Look, I was wondering if you've seen Mimi.
I haven't seen her in a couple of weeks.
She dropped out of rehab...
...and I'm afraid that she may have started using again.
-If you find out anything, let me know. -Hi, Roger, Mark...
-...it's Maureen. Still no sign of Mimi. -I just wanna know if she's all right.
-Joanne and I printed up some fliers. -Hey, it's Collins. Just checking in.
-I'll call back if we hear anything. -You heard from Mimi?
Roger, I spoke to the manager of the Cat Scratch Club.
-She hasn't shown up for work. -Roger, are you there?
Look, I just went to the police station and I filed a missing -persons report.
I spoke to a friend of Mimi's who said she saw her three weeks ago.
She hasn't picked up her AZT in a while.
-She's been living on the street. -Couple of weeks.
It's Collins again. I should be heading home, like, right around Christmas.
I'm really starting to get worried. It's getting cold out there.
-It's too cold out there. -How can she survive?
December
th,
p.m.,
Eastern Standard Time.
I can't believe a year went by so fast.
-Speak. -Speak.
-Hey, it's me, throw down the key. -Hey, Iook who's home.
Hey, CoIIins, don't get your ass kicked this time.
-Hey. Merry Christmas. -Merry Christmas.
WeIcome back.
Come here.
Take your key. Hey, man.
HeIIo, Thomas. Merry Christmas.
-Hey, any word from Mimi? -No.
You got the projector -You finished your movie.
-I did. -WeII, I wanna see it.
Okay.
And I thought you guys couId use this to get some heat up in here.
-You shouIdn't have done that. -Thank you.
-Tutoring again? -Nope.
-You back at NYU? -Negative.
-Then how'd you get aII this? -I rewired the ATM...
...at The Food Emporium. Now aII you need is the code.
-The code? What code? -A-N-G-E-L.
Cheers.
Merry Christmas.
Mark?
Roger?
Anyone? HeIp.
We can't get her up the stairs.
Hurry up, pIease.
Mimi.
She's been Iiving on the street.
We found her in the park. She wanted to come here.
No room on the couch.
Just cIear off the tabIe, we'II put her there.
Up here.
Roger.
-You're back. -I'm back. I'm back, baby.
Rog.
-We need some heat. -Okay, I'II buy some wood and food.
-It's too Iate. I'm caIIing -Roger?
I'm right here. I'm right here. It's okay.
I'm here. We got you.
We got you.
I should tell you Benny wasn't any --
I know.
I should tell you why I left
-It wasn't 'cause I didn't --I know.
-I should tell you -I should tell you
I should tell you, I love you
Leaving me alone with my guitar
Hold on, there's something You should hear
It isn't much, but it took all year
Your eyes
As we said our goodbyes
Can't get them out of my mind
And I find
I can't hide
From your eyes
The ones that took me by surprise
The night you came into my life
Where there's moonlight
I see your eyes
How'd I let you slip away
When I'm longing so to hold you?
Now I'd die for one more day
'Cause there's something I should have told you
Yes, there's something I should have told you
When I looked into your eyes
Why does distance make us wise?
You were the song all along
And before the song dies
I have always loved you
You can see it in my eyes
Mimi
Mimi.
I was heading towards this warm...
...white Iight.
And I swear...
...AngeI was there.
And she Iooked good.
She said:
''Turn around, girIfriend...
...and Iisten to that boy's song.''
You're drenched.
Her fever's breaking.
There is no future
There is no past
Thank God this moment's
Not the last
-There's only us -There's only us
-There's only this -There's only this
-Forget regret -Forget regret
No other road
No other way
No day but today
-I can't control -Will I lose my dignity?
-My destiny -Will someone care?
-I trust my soul -Will I wake tomorrow
My only goal
-Is just to be -From this nightmare?
-Without you -There's only now
-The hand gropes -There's only here
-The ear hears -Give in to love
-The pulse beats -Or live in fear
-Life goes on -No other path
-But I'm gone -No other way
-'Cause I die without you -No day but today
-I die without you -No day but today
No day but today

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Five hundred twenty-five thousand Six hundred minutes

Five hundred twenty-five thousand Moments so dear

Five hundred twenty-five thousand Six hundred minutes

How do you measure Measure a year?

In midnights, in cups of coffee

In five hundred twenty -five thousand Six hundred minutes

How do you measure A year in the life?

How about love?

How about love?

How about love?

Five hundred twenty-five thousand Six hundred minutes

Five hundred twenty-five thousand Journeys to plan

Five hundred twenty-five thousand Six hundred minutes

How do you measure The life of a woman or a man?

In truths that she learned? Or in times that he cried?

Though the story never ends

Let's celebrate Remember a year in the life of friends

Remember the love

Oh, you got to You got to remember the love

You know that love is a gift From up above

Share love, give love, spread love

Measure, measure your life in love

Measure your life Measure your life in love

Eastern Standard Time.

From here on in, I shoot without a script.

See if anything comes of it...

...instead of my old shit.

No, get out of here. Hey.

I said, get off the window.

How do you document real life

When real life's getting more Like fiction each day?

Headlines, bread lines Blow my mind

And now this deadline Eviction or pay

How do you write a song When the chords sound wrong?

Though they once sounded Right and rare

When the notes are sour Where is the power

You once had to ignite the air?

-We're hungry and frozen -Some life we've chosen

-How we gonna pay? -How we gonna pay?

-How we gonna pay -How we gonna pay

-Last year's rent? -Last year's rent?

-Hey, guess who's back in town.

It's CoIIins, man. Throw down the key. CooI.

-You got a Iight, man? -Yeah.

-Give me that shit. -Come here, man.

Get that son of a bitch.

Pick his ass up. Come on.

How do you start a fire When there's nothing to burn

And it feels like something's stuck In your flue?

-And they're turning blue? -And they're turning blue?

You light up a mean blaze

-With posters -And screenplays

-How we gonna pay? -How we gonna pay?

-How we gonna pay? -How we gonna pay?

-How we gonna pay -How we gonna pay

-Last year's rent? -Last year's rent?

How do you stay on your feet

When on every street It's trick or treat

And tonight it's trick?

Welcome back to town Oh, I should lie down

Everything's brown And, uh-oh, I feel sick

-Where is he? -Getting dizzy