Gypsy 83 Page #4

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Dont make me laugh.

lm just wondering what the hell

happens to me...

now that youve graduated

to butt-f***ing.

Where do l fit in?

Why is it always about you?

Thats bullshit.

lts not always--

No, its always about you.

All you can ever think about

is your own fat ass!

Where are you going?

l need my own space right now!

What are you doing?

Oh, my God.

Are you OK?

Maybe lll just

catch a ride with Troy.

Sh*t. lf there is

one scratch on--

Have a nice life!

F***.

The suns up.

Goddamn it!

Youre right!

OK?

Look, what you said...

about how lm,

you know, selfish or whatever.

lve been up all night.

You needed me,

and l wasnt there...

and then...

lm sorry.

OK?

Look, baby, l was just a mess

after Zachariah.

What did he do to you?

He f***ed me,

and then he dumped me...

for his wife.

Oh, my God. Hes married?

l always wondered how ld feel

when you finally did the nasty.

Part of me would be

really happy for you.

Then the selfish b*tch

was always scared shitless.

Why?

Because...l dont want

to lose what we have.

Which is what?

Something sick and twisted...

that we both desperately

need therapy for.

Look, all l know is,

when lm with you...

l was just about to say

something really corny.

lm afraid youre gonna give

your love to someone else.

But enough about me.

Lets talk about you.

What do you mean?

l mean...

You can talk to me.

Come on.

l wont bite you.

OK.

l guess l thought that...

l was in love with you.

And lm not.

lts more like...

l worship you.

lm a fag.

lm really f***ing gay.

lm scared.

l know.

Youre gonna be OK.

You are so f***ing dead!

- Valley freak!

- F*ggot!

Oh, my God.

Oh, yes, Lord.

Were home.

Children of the night.

l, the Empress

Chi Chi Valenti...

welcome you to the fifth annual

Night of a Thousand Stevies!

Silence!

Goddess Nicks, l call out.

lf you are present,

reveal yourself.

Wherever you are tonight...

the recording studios

of Los Angeles...

your desert home

in Paradise Valley, Arizona...

please hear our call!

Please welcome

our first performer...

on this most magical evening--

the lovely Enchantress.

Ask her.

- Love the look, lady.

- Thanks.

l would really like

to perform here tonight...

but l missed the audition.

lm sorry.

lts totally packed. l dont...

Do you know Velvet Vale?

Anybody here

whos been here awhile?

Yeah. Chi Chi. She should be

back there somewhere.

OK. Thanks.

- Hi. lm Danny.

- lm Gypsy 83.

The judges will adore your cape.

Thank you. Actually, he deserves

all the credit, though.

This is Clive, by the way.

Excuse me.

lm Hazleton.

Hi.

So, youre into Poppy Z, right?

Yeah, of course.

Oh, my God.

We have so much in common.

lm obsessed with Lost Souls,

you know.

lts so lyrical and completely

and totally sensual.

Yeah. What a great album.

Lost Souls

is a book, sweetie.

Poppy writes books.

lm kind of new at this.

Poser!

Theyre just jealous

because l like you.

Yeah, right.

Hazleton, darling,

l think your boyfriend...

needs to use the bathroom

to powder his nose.

Why dont you try being a freak

out in the real world?

You catty c*nts.

Honey, here.

Let me see.

lts Robbie.

My name is Robbie.

l always hated it.

l mean, you know,

Clive is way edgier, right?

l just dont

fit in...anywhere.

Could l see Chi Chi?

My, arent you the cats meow?

l know that youre busy...

but l drove all the way

from Ohio...

to perform here tonight.

Did you audition?

No. We got hung up.

Sorry, hons.

Do you know her?

Thats Velvet.

ls she here?

Chi Chi needs privacy.

Yes, Empress.

ls she performing tonight?

Open it.

This is me.

You have your mothers eyes...

Gypsy.

You didnt get

your mothers poems?

No.

She wrote to you for years.

She never heard back.

No, l never got any poems.

Why isnt she wearing this?

lm sorry.

When?

Four years ago.

Why didnt she

come back for me?

My sweet darling, lm so sorry.

Hello.

Daddy.

Sweetie, are you OK?

Where are you?

lm in New York.

l thought so.

Are you sure youre OK?

lm gonna sing tonight, dad.

l wish you were here

to watch me.

Yeah, me, too.

You know, l decided

to finish the studio.

lve been working like a dog

since youve been gone...

and l got the sixteen-track

working really good...

and l thought,

as soon as you get back...

we could start working

on that album.

Why didnt you tell me

about the poems?

Did she recognize you?

Shes dead.

She killed herself, daddy.

And you want to be

just like her, huh?

l love you, sweetheart.

Please come home.

lm your daughter, dad.

lm not your wife.

l love you, too.

lll call you soon.

Please welcome the daughter

of Mother legend Velvet Vale...

Gypsy 83!

l wrote this song for my mother.

Lullabies

Her voice so sweet

l remember every moment

How she sang me fast asleep

And then the emptiness

The angry lace

All those gray Novembers

Lost, alone, cant find my way

But you come running,

arms wide open

Pick me up,

and say were spinning

Mamas home,

her journeys done

Gonna kiss your tears away

And you come running

with your arms wide open

Pick me up,

hey, were spinning

Mamas home,

her journeys done

Gonna kiss your tears away

Now lm awake

And l can see

Oh, the nightbird call

you heard so strong

You passed along to me

And lm still running,

arms wide open

Hold you tight

and pray lm dreaming

Take me home

with your sweet song

No more tears to wipe away

And lm still running,

arms wide open

Hold you tight

and pray lm dreaming

Take me home

with your sweet song

And promise me

Promise me youll stay

Lullabies

Voice so sweet

Did you find it OK?

Yeah.

OK.

l know youre doing

the right thing...

but l still cant help

but try and think...

of things to make you stay.

l think sometimes

you need to run away...

to figure out where you really

need to be is home.

Still got stuff

to figure out, dont l?

l love you.

And l love you.

l want you to keep the Trans.

No.

l dont need it anymore.

lts getting late.

Go, baby, please.

Drive it back someday.

OK?

Yeah.

Bye.

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