Dreamgirls Page #9
You want my loving soul
Right on the line
I have no doubt
That I could love you forever
The only trouble is
You really don't have the time
You've got one night only
One night only
That's all you have to spare
One night only
Let's not pretend to care
One night only
One night only
Come on, big baby, come on
One night only
We only have till dawn
One night only
One night only
One night only
- Trying to make a fool of me.
- Well, Nicky said that
the song's only got local distribution.
Detroit stations mostly.
C.C. Wrote it,
so that means we own it, right?
Well, technically, yeah.
Look, I'll get the lawyers
to draw up an agreement,
we'll demand half the royalties.
No, no. This is the perfect song
to launch my new sound.
I want Deena to re-record it
with the girls.
Come on, Curtis,
the song's already moving.
If I can buy a hit, I can buy a flop.
Hey, man. This is Effie's big break.
- There's other songs.
- It's business. Get on it.
Come on, baby
Come on, baby
One night only
You want all my love and my devotion
You want my loving soul
right on the line
I have no doubt
That I could love you forever
The only trouble is
I really don't have the time
I've got one night only
One night only
That's all I have to spare
One night only
Let's not to pretend to care
I've got one night only
One night only
Come on, big baby, come on
One night only
We only have till dawn
We only have till dawn
One night only
One night only
One night only, yeah
Come on, come on
One night only
Oh, Cecil Osborne.
Cecil Osborne finally committed.
And he's soaking me
for a million bucks, but I don't care,
because he's great with actors,
Cleopatra is your first movie,
and I don't want anything
but the best for you, sweetheart.
What's wrong?
Nothing, Curtis. I guess
I never thought it would really happen.
You made it happen!
I mean, you are the queen of disco.
Maybe I'm just tired.
Yeah, you got your interviews
and your photo shoot with Vogue,
private meetings by the pool.
You think I'm stupid?
When was you gonna tell me?
I'm sorry, Curtis.
I know I should have talked to you.
It's just that this part is perfect.
It's exactly the kind of movie
I should be making.
Curtis, baby, nobody knows music
the way you do.
It's in your blood.
But movies are different.
Deena, you know why
I chose you to sing lead?
Because your voice
has no personality, no depth.
Except for what I put in it.
See, nobody knows you like I do.
Well, they offered me the part
and I'm taking it.
Do you read contracts,
or are you just pretty?
You can't even take a sh*t and wipe
your own ass unless I say it's okay.
- Well, I'll get myself a lawyer.
- What do you think they're gonna do?
You think them honkies
are gonna wait around
while you try to drag me into court?
Forget about it! It's over!
Listen, I don't want
those men handling you,
because they don't know how.
And, Deena,
I forgive you.
Curtis will always be here for you.
Listen to the song here in my heart
A melody I start but can't complete
Listen to the sound from deep within
It's only beginning to find release
Oh, the time has come
for my dreams to be heard
They will not be pushed aside
and turned into your own
All 'cause you won't listen
Listen
I am alone at a crossroads
I'm not at home in my own home
And I've tried and tried
to say what's on my mind
You should have known
Now I'm done believing you
You don't know what I'm feeling
I'm more than what you made of me
I followed the voice you gave to me
But now I've got to find my own
You should have listened
There is someone here inside
Someone I thought had died
So long ago
Oh, I'm screaming out
And my dreams will be heard
They will not be pushed aside or worse
into your own
All 'cause you won't listen
Listen
I am alone at a crossroads
I'm not at home in my own home
And I've tried and tried
to say what's on my mind
You should have known
Now I'm done believing you
You don't know what I'm feeling
I'm more than what you made of me
I followed the voice you gave to me
But now I've got to find my own
I don't know where I belong
But I'll be moving on
If you don't
If you won't listen
To the song here in my heart
A melody I start
But I will complete
Now I'm done believing you
You don't know what I'm feeling
I'm more than what you made of me
I followed the voice
you think you gave to me
But now I've got to find my own
My own
Marty. Long time.
Yeah, Curtis.
And you're still a second-class snake.
First-class to you.
Gentlemen, give me a break.
Why, Curtis? Did you give Effie one?
- I could kill you for what you did to her.
- You couldn't kill sh*t.
I assume you guys have a reason
for barging in here
other than to insult me.
Mr Taylor, we're planning to go
to the federal authorities.
Yeah, we'll tell the feds how
you killed Effie's record. Payola, man.
You remember, Curtis, I witnessed it all.
The whole dirty operation going back
to Steppin' to the Bad Side.
That's right you did,
but who's going to believe you?
All you are is a guy that's pissed off
'cause you got fired.
We have documented evidence,
Mr Taylor.
Falsified sales records
to cheat investors out of their profits,
goods-quality merchandise listed
as cutouts to disguise the fraud,
mob-backed loans,
and a payola operation
stretching back 11 years.
Who gave you this?
Believe me, I had no idea
what Curtis was trying to do to you.
Effie, are you all right?
I'm happy now, Deena.
- You have a baby?
- Magic's not exactly a baby anymore.
She's almost nine now.
I wanted to tell you.
At the time, I really wanted to tell you.
Deena, he doesn't know.
Effie, Effie, Effie.
Well, I see you're just as much trouble
as you ever were.
Hello, Curtis.
You haven't changed much, either.
Actually, I take that back.
You are looking a little heavy, baby.
You could lose some weight.
I'll deal with you later.
Mr Taylor agrees it's in everyone's
interest to resolve the situation
without resorting
Say that in English.
Nationwide distribution of our
version of One Night Only, Effie.
- On our own label.
- That sounds good to me.
And remember, Curtis,
if these negotiations fall apart
you're going straight to jail.
That's right, Curtis.
You stopped me once,
but you'll never stop me again.
'Cause this time
Effie White's gonna
win
Deena! Get your ass out here!
Hello, Curtis.
Hey, May. What are you doing here?
I mean, I thought you said you hate LA.
Oh, I do. But my daughter said
she needed me, so I'm here.
Go wait in the car, Mama.
That was a dirty trick you pulled on me.
I had to do something
to stop you, Curtis.
- How could you do that to Effie?
- I had to do what I had to.
Where do you think you're going?
Out looking for a new sound, baby,
just like you.
- You can't leave.
- Why? Because you own me?
You can sue me.
You can take everything I have!
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