Music And Lyrics Page #6

only lives on paper...

...l live in the world.

And l can never forgive you

for using me as raw material...

...to create a fictional monster.

Sally Michaels

is my own personal ghost...

...a shadow hanging over each phone call

and cup of iced tea.

And one cold day, when age

has robbed your mind of its fertile phrases...

...and your hand of its dexterity, all

the success won't be able to shield you...

...from the pain you've caused

and the shame you deserve.

Or something like that.

But now l know

l could never actually say it to him.

No. You have to say that. You have

to say that. You have to say it now.

Now is the perfect time.

You're on top of the world.

You wrote a song

for the biggest act in the universe.

-But l can't.

-Yeah, you can.

People wait to see an ex-lover

when things are going well.

lt never happens.

You can make relationship history here.

But l can't. l mean, look at me.

l haven't showered in days.

l'm covered in songwriting grime.

The helicopter flew bugs in my teeth.

Yes, yes, yes. You are a little mangy.

Wait. Wait. Stay.

Sorry, Gloria.

Can l ask you a great favor?

Could you accompany me

to the ladies' room?

He's a good guy. Go ahead.

-Thank you. Thanks.

-Sure. Be right back.

-That's fantastic.

-You look great.

Eleven years of therapy and l finally

help someone. Good luck, honey.

Thank you so much.

Yes, thank you. Thank you, doctor.

lt doesn't really fit.

-No, on the contrary. lt fits you perfectly.

-Really?

l'm not saying you should go

to confession like that...

...but for what you're about to do,

it's perfect.

Okay. Are you ready?

l think l'm developing

a sudden coronary blockage.

Those pass very quickly, okay?

Shortness of breath. Blurred vision.

-You're fine.

-Scurvy?

You're beautiful. No, it's fine.

''l don't write bestsellers

because l despise humanity.''

And l said, ''No, John, you don't write

bestsellers because the feeling is mutual.''

Should l have stopped? Should

l have stopped right there? Was it over?

Hi. Sophie. My God, Sophie.

How are you?

l'm fine, yeah.

Good, it's great to see you.

-Alex Fletcher. Hi, how are you?

-Hey, Alex. Sloan Cates. How are you?

Well, it's been an eternity.

You look incredible.

Then you were always

mysteriously seductive, weren't you?

She is writing a song for Cora Corman.

What? No. Wait. You're a songwriter?

l-- l wrote....

Brilliant lyrics. Fantastic lyrics.

A lot of people

are talking about them, actually.

l had a pen, a paper and wrote....

Sloan, the thing is, even though

Sally Michaels only lives on paper...

...Sophie lives in the real world.

She can never forgive you--

-Mr. Cates, your table's ready.

-Great, thanks, Stefan.

Listen, l'll be right there, guys. l'm sorry.

They're throwing

this little dinner thing for me.

lt's crazy how lavish people get

no matter how cheap they are...

-...when Hollywood comes calling.

-Hollywood.

l've sold out. They're making a film

out of Sally Michaels.

-Really?

-Yeah.

lt's been crazy. l wrote the script.

We're seeing actresses.

lt's been-- You know.

But listen, it's great seeing you.

Let's get together, okay?

Take care of yourself.

Take care, Allen.

Well...

...must feel good to get that over with.

l just wanna go home.

Okay. Okay. Okay.

Hang on. Just hang on one second.

One second.

l'm sorry. l'm so sorry to bother you.

lt would mean the world if you'd

just let her say what she came to say.

l know what she came here to say, okay?

Some sad little story

about how l ruined her life...

...while the truth is...

...that she seduced me

so that l'd help get her published, okay?

Come on. You were engaged

and you never even told her.

l'd say we're done talking.

Bye-bye.

Let's go. Let's go. Let's go.

Wait.

Do me a favor.

Why don't you just shove off?

l appreciate your request,

but why don't you just shove off?

-Take it easy, my friend.

-l don't believe l will take it easy.

All right. All right!

Don't hurt his hair.

He's working Adventureland this weekend.

l'm giving up. My face is in the butter.

Thank you.

-Are you okay?

-Yeah, yeah, l'm fine.

lt's just my PoP hip. lt comes from years

of doing our patented dance move.

My God, l've suffered for my art.

No, the thing that really hurts

is my upper gum.

l think l may have impaled myself

on a dinner roll.

Good thing they didn't have breadsticks.

l could've lost an eye.

Well, you should get some ice on that.

Only if it's attached to some whiskey.

Oh, God. l can't believe

you convinced me to do that.

Now l'm more of a joke to him than ever.

And to top it off...

...l'll have my own personal nightmare

playing on 3000 screens.

And you know what the worst part is?

You stole some poor woman's dress?

The worst part is that

he still has some kind of power over me.

l still care what he thinks.

l'm sorry, but how?

How can that possibly be?

The guy is a jerk.

Well, that's easy for you to say, but--

No. He is a jerk. He is a jerk.

lt's not a question. He is a jerk.

No, he is, he's a jerk. He's a jerk.

Okay, here's what l think.

l think that the truth is that you are terrified

of losing Sally Michaels...

...because you'd have nothing to hide behind

and you'd have to stand on your own feet.

Wow. l didn't see that coming.

No. Well...

...l have amazing insight.

l would use it on myself,

only l don't have any problems.

And l will tell you my other insight.

l think you are way too talented

and gifted...

...and unusual to let anyone

keep you from standing.

That's wonderfully sensitive, Alex.

Especially from a man

who wears such tight pants.

lt forces all the blood to my heart.

Listen.

You were amazing tonight.

As were you.

The few syllables you got out

were absolutely devastating.

Does this feel any better?

lt would if it was on the right side.

And that...

...felt much better.

-Hello? Hello?

-Hey, buddy.

How's my hit songwriter?

Hang on. Just-- Just hang on.

You don't sound right.

Maybe it's the connect-- Hello?

l have a strange situation here.

Oh, you've got a strange situation?

l'm at Beth's soccer game with my ex-wife

who's here with my ex-gardener.

They came on a riding mower.

l slept with Sophie.

You slept with Sophie?

Remember your blood pressure.

You're a tall man. You need all you can get.

Are you out of your mind?

Alex, this is terrible.

Unless, of course, you're happy about it,

and then l couldn't be more pleased for you.

-Should we do pros and cons?

-Not necessary.

-l think she's up. l gotta go.

-We got a show today.

Two o'clock. l'm gonna pick you up

in a little while.

I want you to wear the white shirt

with the fan-friendly pants.

Too much. Too much.

Hanging up on you. Hanging up.

Good morning.

-Hi.

-That was Chris just checking in.

So l'm gonna help clean up a little bit...

...seeing as we don't

have any work today.

Right. Fine. Thank you. Very nice of you.

l would obviously invite you to stay,

it's just that l have a show today.

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