Fame Page #6
- R
- Year:
- 1980
- 134 min
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who take dance seriously...
...to waste time and space
on someone who isn't dedicated.
- But I am dedicated.
- I'm sorry, Lisa. I don't see it.
I got into this school, didn't I?
We made a mistake.
Sometimes it just doesn't work out.
- You'll get over it.
- I'll work harder.
- Maybe.
- I promise I'll be better.
Better isn't good enough.
I don't think you'll ever
be good enough. You don't have it.
That's a hard thing to hear, and it's not
pleasant to say, but it's the truth.
I'm saving you a lot of time and pain
by saying it now.
I don't wanna be the best.
- Well, you won't be.
- I just wanna dance.
- Well, you'll never be a Mikhail, Lisa.
- I can't fail, Miss Berg.
- I only ever wanted to be a dancer.
- You'll get over it.
- What do I tell my mother?
- Have her call me and I'll explain.
Sh*t.
I'm singin'in the rain
Just singin' in the rain
What a glorious feeling
I'm happy again
I'm laughing at clouds
So dark up above
The sun's in my heart
- And I'm ready for love
- For love
Let the stormy clouds chase
Everyone from the place
Come on with the rain
I've a smile on my face
/ walk down the lane
With a happy refrain
Just singin' and dancin'
In the rain
I'm sing in' in the rain
Just singin' in the rain
What a glorious feeling
I'm happy again
I'm laughing at clouds
I'm ready for love
F*** it. If I can't dance,
I'll change to the drama department.
I tell you,
you're a f***ing good actress.
I heard the b*tch came down
on her real hard.
- So? Life comes down hard.
- She just took a real bad dump, kid.
Better she realizes it now
than OD in some motel room at 30.
You might show
a little more sympathy, dear.
- I'm not "dear. "
- Evidemment.
You're not tres sensitive either.
I'm a professional.
A few unkind words aren't
going to bother me none.
- I know it won't all be standing ovations.
- Certainly not for you, my dear.
Look, I'm not "my dear. "
You can f*** "my dear. "
Well, thank you. That might be fun.
And that might be impossible.
He's not into vanilla.
Might be a nice change
from black cherry.
The darker the berry,
the sweeter the juice, honey.
Yes, but who wants diabetes?
I mean, you don't understand.
Listen to me, man.
Diction. Watch your diction, Ralph.
You're slurring your words.
Wait a minute. Wait a minute.
Marlon Brando slurred his words.
Montgomery Clift and
James Dean slurred their words.
They were the greatest actors in the
world. Nobody could understand them.
Wait a second. What's so funny?
Hey, it's Raul.
Where's my two chicks, huh?
Look at you! You got so big!
Where is Mom? Is she home?
Hey! Hey!
Hey, cupcake. Come here, cupcake.
F*ggot.
That's what you are now, man.
What you doing? Whoa! Damn, man.
F*ggot! F*ggot!
- valley
I'm treading the road of care
My feet entangled with briars
Ready to cast me down
He'll never leave you alone
Martelli! Bruno Martelli!
Sh*t!
I think she's in love.
In the beginning
she's not in love with him-
- God, you live here, Montgomery?
- Yeah.
- This is a great pad.
You like it?
It's great. What happened to all
your furniture? You get ripped off?
- It closed in Cincinnati.
- What's that mean?
My mom kept saying she was gonna
fix it up when she got into a long run.
- She's got a lousy choice in plays.
- It's perfect.
We don't need nothing for rehearsal.
Ready when you are, Mr. Director.
- All right, page one, Act 1.
- All right, page one, Act 1.
Raul?
Raul?
If you're kicked around enough,
you get to be a real professor of pain.
I know how you feel.
But I'm having a real good time now.
I'm enjoying myself.
So you see, you're not such
a dog as you think you are.
I'm having a very good time too.
So there you are. I'm not such a dog
as I think I am.
I think you're a very nice guy.
I don't know why
a girl hasn't grabbed you.
Yeah, I don't either. I am a nice guy.
I'm also a real smart guy too.
Wait. There's a whole speech yet.
You're not supposed to kiss yet.
Ralph. Doris. Ralph, you have a whole
speech here you haven't even done.
Ralph, you're not supposed to kiss yet.
My mother was French
and very beautiful.
Straight out of some chateau.
She danced every night for hours.
Daddy was in Washington
or out to dinner with clients...
...while Mom was with Tchaikovsky,
Ravel, Mantovani.
You'll meet my stepmother, Claudia.
Trainee witch.
No cracks about being Chinese.
She's had her eyes fixed.
She recuperated in Palm Springs,
where she had her purse stolen.
She lost all her credit cards.
Dad doesn't want to report it, though.
The thief is spending less than she did.
Hi, Daddy.
Hi.
Oh, this is Leroy. Homework.
Sometimes I wonder
Where I been
Who I am
Do I fit in?
Make believin'
Is hard alone
Out here on my own
We're always provin'
Who we are
Always reach in'
For that risin' star
To guide me far
And shine me home
Out here on my own
When I'm down and feelin' blue
/ close my eyes so I can be with you
Oh, baby, be strong for me
Baby, belong to me
Help me through
Help me need you
Until the morning
Sun appears
Making light
Of all my fears
/ dry the tears
I've never shown
Out here on my own
But when I'm down and feelin' blue
/ close my eyes so I can be with you
Oh, baby, be strong for me
Baby, belong to me
Help me through
Help me need you
Sometimes I wonder
Where I've been
Who I am
Do I fit in?
/ may not win
But I can't be thrown
Out here
On my own
Out here
On my own
That was nice. Really.
Sentimental sh*t.
That was beautiful!
That was beautiful.
It was beautiful.
- Yeah, this is it here.
- You live here?
My sister lives here.
I'm always welcome.
- Very nice.
- Yeah.
They're very fancy, huh?
I'll wait till you get inside.
No. It's okay. Really.
- Okay.
- It's a good neighborhood.
- It's not much, but-
- Please, come on. That's not necessary.
I should pay you.
You know, I play your tapes
for my customers, you know.
They love that stuff.
My tips go up 20 percent, at least.
- And my son is happy.
- He's writing some good sh*t too.
We're gonna be all over the charts
one of these days.
- You make him happy, you know that?
- We're a hot team, you know.
- You make him hotter. You know?
- Sure.
I seem to have that effect on people.
What can I do? Thanks again.
- Good night, Bruno.
- Night. Take it easy.
Good night.
You're crazy.
You call a doctor?
I don't think she's hurt.
Since when are you
in the thinking business?
She's frightened.
- She's 5 f***ing years old!
- Please keep your voice down.
Raul!
- You're in a church.
- You're in the Dark Ages!
You kiss my ass, Padre.
She needs a doctor! A doctor!
Not the goddamn Holy Ghost!
Is she all right?
You're not attacked by a creep
at 5 years old and all right.
I'm sorry.
Doris, I wasn't there!
I wasn't f***ing there!
What about your father?
I happen to be between
fathers right now.
What does that mean?
You got to understand something.
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