Hairspray Page #8
with Seaweed and Little Inez...
then I don't wanna dance on Tv at all.
I just want tomorrow to be better.
# There's a light #
# In the darkness #
# Though the night
is black as my skin #
# There's a light burnin' bright #
# Showing me the way #
# But I know where I've been #
# There's a cry #
# In the distance #
# It's a voice that comes
from deep within #
# Hey, yeah #
# There's a cry askin' why #
# I pray the answer's up ahead #
# 'Cause I know where I've been #
# There's a road #
# We been travelin' #
# Lost so many #
# On the way #
# But the riches will be plenty #
# The price we had to pay #
# There's a dream #
- # In the future #
- # Ooh-ooh #
# There's a struggle #
# That we have yet to win #
# And there's pride in my heart #
# 'Cause I know where I'm goin' #
# Yes, I do #
# And I know where I've been #
# Yeah #
# There's a road #
# We must travel #
# There's a promise #
# We must make #
# That we must make #
# But the riches #
# Oh, but the riches #
# Will be plenty #
# The riches will be plenty, yeah #
# Worth the risk #
# And the chances that we take #
# And the chances we take #
# There's a dream #
# Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, in the future #
# There's a struggle #
# Struggle #
# That we have yet to win #
# We have yet to win #
# Use that pride #
# Pride #
# In our hearts #
# To lift us up #
# Lift us up #
# Until tomorrow #
# Oooh #
# 'Cause just to sit
still would be a sin #
# I know it, I know it,
I know where I'm goin' #
# Lord knows I know #
# Where I've been #
# Oh, when we win #
# Yeah, I'll give thanks to my God #
# 'Cause I know where I've been #
# Yeah, yeah, yeah #
Oh, yeah, amen!
Amen, amen!
That's right.
Tracy, hon, you don't
know what you're doing.
Yes, I do, Ma.
Hello, Miss Maybelle.
Well, good evening, Miss Edna.
Nice-a you to join us.
She's got a lovely turnout.
Now I really think they
don't need you anymore.
You come home with me.
Oh.
No, we are not sending a camera crew.
They're protesting
our own station, dimwit.
Why is Channel Five there?
Well, of course they're all Negroes.
And why would-?
Ahh! Ohh.
I know who would.
Oh, I know exactly who would.
Tv's got to integrate!
Oh, my God, no!
Tv's got to integrate!
- No!
- Ma, come on.
The sound's not working.
You knew there'd be police.
- But I didn't know there'd be cameras.
- So?
Oh, I cannot be seen on television
at this present weight.
Tv's got to integrate!
Tv's got to integrate!
Tv's got to integrate!
Excuse me.
Is there some reason
we can't pass by peacefully?
I strongly suggest you
and your little friends...
head back to where you come from.
Hey, you don't have to be so rude.
Tracy!
It's all right, Tracy.
I can handle this.
'Scuse me. She was talking to you.
- Oh, Tracy!
- Oh!
Tracy, no.
You just assaulted a police officer, miss.
- No!
- I what?!
Assaulted?!
Enough! Hey!
All right, boys.
Let's take the whole lot in.
- No!
- Run, Tracy! Run!
Tv's got to integrate!
Tv's got to integrate!
And our cameras also
caught Tracy Turnblad...
the teenage Tv personality
and rabble-rouser.
Miss Turnblad brutally
attacked a sergeant...
with a blunt instrument
before fleeing the scene...
You see? You see?
If I let you leave the house...
right now you'd be in prison
fighting whores for cigarettes.
That Tracy Turnblad always
was a bad influence.
Well, you are never, ever gonna see that
beehived harlot again.
OK, Mother. Excuse me.
Penny?
Pray for her.
She's gonna need it.
Tracy! Tracy!
She's not here, I told you.
Hon, she knows...
if the cops are lookin' for her...
this is the first place they'll come.
What this must-a put you through, Wilbur.
I'm so sorry.
I'm not.
You're not?
I'm proud-a you.
You are?
Baby, somebody had to do somethin'.
'Course, we may be eating beans
for the next 10 years.
Bail for 20's kind of pricey.
You bailed all those people out?
Ya upset with me?
I'm sorry.
Hon, it just seemed like the right thing.
Oh, Wilbur, it was the right thing.
Knights in armor
don't come any shinier than you.
But where's our little girl?
Are you OK, Trace?
Oh, you have no idea.
Come on.
Thank you so much.
You're such a great friend.
Thanks.
Penny, the cops are looking for me
everywhere.
You could go to jail for helping me.
Tracy, I'm already in jail. Come on.
Oh, no.
- What?
- Your hair deflated.
Oh, let it.
It was just a symbol
of my conformity to the man.
You are so tough.
So, what do ya think?
Maybe you could live down here.
I don't even know why we
have this room down here...
but there's food, water...
first aid kit, gas mask,
Russian-language books.
It's very well-insulated.
It won't be where you're going.
The police are on their way.
Mom, please don't send my best friend
to the big house.
Penny, hush.
You haven't heard the last
of me, Mrs. Pingleton.
Things need to change...
and I won't stop tryin' to change them.
I don't care how long it takes.
Good, you'll be waiting 20 to life.
Get the jump rope, Penny.
Mom, not the jump rope!
Don't you touch my canned tuna.
You wait till your father
gets out of prison.
You'll see more than a jump rope, missy!
A massive manhunt is
underway for Miss Turnblad...
who bludgeoned sergeant and
decorated Korean war veteran...
Mike Morris with a crowbar,
shattering his jaw...
That is a lie.
They're talkin' about our baby, Wilbur.
They're tellin' lies.
Sergeant Morris is in critical condition.
This is such a Midol moment.
Wilbur, that-Oh! Maybe that's her.
Oh, that's her.
Is that you, Tracy?
Oh, Link. I thought you'd be Tracy.
Uh, no. L-I was just at home, uh...
practicing my new twist on the twist...
and I overheard it on the news.
I can't believe Tracy savagely bludgeoned
an Eagle Scout.
That's just not like her.
Well, it's not true, I was there.
He didn't even bleed.
I shoulda been there...
beside her.
I can't sleep, I can't eat.
You can't eat?
Well, come on in and worry with us.
I'll make you some pork.
Penny Lou Pingleton, you are absolutely...
positively, permanently punished.
You will live on a diet
of saltines and Tang...
and you will never leave
this room again.
Devil child! Devil child!
Seaweed. Shh, don't let her hear you.
Penny, what happened to you?
She's punishing me
for harboring a fugitive...
without her permission.
What are you doing?
I'm here to rescue the fair maiden, baby.
Oh, Seaweed, you do care.
I was afraid the colors of
our skin would keep us apart.
No. These knots might.
W- Was your mom in the navy?
# Once I was a selfish fool
who never understood #
# Never looked inside myself #
# Though on the outside, I looked good #
# Then we met and you made me
the man I am today #
# Tracy, I'm in love with you,
# 'Cause without love #
# Life is like the seasons
with no summer #
# Without love #
# Life is rock 'n' roll without a drummer #
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