Pixel Perfect Page #7

GET OVER IT:

GET OUT OF OUR WAY

IT'S TIME TO GET REAL

GET REAL:

OOH AHH, I REALLY

FEEL THE FEELING

GET REAL:

HOPEFULLY WE'LL NEVER

HIT THE CEILING:

GET REAL:

HELP ME GET ANSWERS

TO THE MEANING:

GET UP, GET ON,

GET OVER IT...

[MUSIC DISTORTS]

EXCUSE ME.

LET ME THROUGH!

IS SHE OK?

SAMANTHA!

[THUNDER]

[MONITOR BEEPING]

[COMPUTER BEEPS]

OH, IT'S JUS AN E-MAIL.

YOU DON'T THINK...

OOH! THAT WAS FUN!

WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?

IN JAPAN.

CLUB HOPPING!

NO, DON'T DANCE.

NOT HERE.

WHERE IS HERE,

ANYWAY?

I DON'T UNDERSTAND.

WHAT HAPPENED?

SHE TRIED TO BE YOU.

THAT'S WHAT HAPPENED.

WHEN YOU DIDN' SHOW UP TO THE CONCER SHE TRIED TO TAKE

YOUR PLACE.

WELL, SOMEONE

SHOULD BE FIXING HER,

RUNNING DIAGNOSTICS.

SHE FELL:

AND HIT HER HEAD.

IT'S NOT THAT EASY.

ROSCOE, YOU FIX HER.

I CAN'T.

ALL WE CAN DO:

IS WAIT.

COME ON. WE'LL WAI WITH THE OTHERS.

NO. I WANT TO

STAY HERE.

LORETTA.

THIS MACHINE.

WHAT IS IT?

WHAT DOES IT DO?

E.E.G. IT MEASURES

BRAIN ACTIVITY.

THOSE WIRES,

ARE THEY CONNECTED

TO HER BRAIN?

SORT OF.

LORETTA, NO.

IT'S NOT A COMPUTER.

IF YOU GO IN THERE,

YOU CAN'T COME OUT.

LORETTA, NO!

SAMANTHA? WHERE ARE YOU?

SAMANTHA?

SAMANTHA?

SAMANTHA,

ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?

IT'S BROKEN.

YOUR HARDWARE NEEDS

TO BE REWIRED.

THAT'S ALL.

THERE. TRY IT NOW.

LORETTA?

WHAT ARE YOU:

DOING HERE?

I'M HERE TO FIX YOU.

PLAY SOMETHING.

[PLAYS GUITAR]

HMM!

THAT'S SO BEAUTIFUL.

I WISH I COULD LEARN

TO PLAY SOMETHING

LIKE THAT.

ROSCOE COULD:

PROGRAM YOU.

IT'S NOT THE SAME

AS LEARNING.

YOU GET TO MAKE:

MISTAKES.

YOU GET TO SEE YOURSELF

GET BETTER LITTLE

BY LITTLE,

SO WHEN YOU FINALLY

GET THERE IT ACTUALLY

MEANS SOMETHING.

ALL THIS TIME I'VE BEEN

JEALOUS OF YOU:

BECAUSE IT ALL CAME

SO EASY TO YOU.

HEH! SINGING, DANCING,

PERFECT PERSONALITY--

PERFECT! UGH!

I HATE THAT WORD.

IF I'M SO PERFECT,

WHY DO I FEEL SO LIMITED?

I MEAN, LOOK AT THIS PLACE

YOU'VE CREATED.

YOU'RE SO LUCKY.

SAMANTHA, YOU GE TO BE THE DREAMER,

BUT ALL I'LL EVER BE

IS THE DREAM.

I NEVER THOUGH OF IT THAT WAY.

YOU'RE LOSING

YOUR PATTERN.

SO ARE YOU.

IT LOOKS LIKE THERE'S

ONLY ENOUGH ROOM

FOR ONE OF US IN HERE.

SHE'S WAKING UP.

SAMANTHA?

SAMANTHA HONEY?

Roscoe:

SAM, ARE YOU OK?

HI, ROSCOE.

LORETTA?

HEH! EVERYTHING'S

SO DIFFERENT.

EVERYBODY FEELS:

DIFFERENT.

I DON'T UNDERSTAND.

IF THIS IS LORETTA,

WHERE'S SAMANTHA?

THERE WAS ONLY ROOM

FOR ONE OF US AT A TIME.

NOW IT'S MY TURN TO FEEL.

WHAT ARE YOU SAYING?

OH!

WHOA!

HONEY?

MY PATTERN'S WEAK.

YOU'RE JUST NO USED TO THE WEIGHT.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN

IT'S YOUR TURN

TO FEEL?

IT'S ONLY FOR A WHILE.

LOOK AT THE RAIN, ROSCOE.

AM I EVERYTHING:

YOU WANTED ME TO BE?

IT DOESN'T MATTER.

ALL THAT MATTERS IS

WHAT YOU WANT TO BE.

WHEN'S SAMANTHA

COMING BACK?

WHY WOULD YOU WAN SAMANTHA, ANYWAY?

SHE'S NOT LIKE ME.

SHE'S NOT PERFECT.

SHE DOESN' HAVE TO BE.

ARE YOU SAYING:

YOU LOVE HER BECAUSE

OF HER IMPERFECTIONS?

YES.

BECAUSE OF:

EVERYTHING SHE IS.

AND BECAUSE OF:

EVERYTHING SHE'S NOT.

YEAH.

SO...YOU'LL LET HER

COME BACK?

HEH! OF COURSE I WILL.

WHAT KIND OF HOLOGRAM

DO YOU THINK I AM? HEH!

BUT FIRST...THE RAIN.

YOU REALLY WANT TO

DO THIS?

MORE THAN ANYTHING

IN THE WORLD.

UNH!

SAMANTHA! SAM!

SAMANTHA.

SAMANTHA.

LORETTA!

WHERE'S LORETTA?

SHE'S GONE.

WHERE?

I DON'T KNOW.

OH, HOO-OO

I DON'T UNDERSTAND

THIS SHOULD BE SO EASY

TO JUST REACH OU MY HAND

AND KNOW THE WORLD

IS REAL:

BUT NOTHING'S

AS IT SEEMS:

NO, I CAN

TELL YOU FREELY:

TOUCHING'S NOT THE ONLY

WAY TO FEEL:

WHEN THE RAIN FALLS

IT'S LIKE HEAVEN'S

CRYING:

AND THE NAME'S ALL

THE DIFFERENCE:

THAT THERE IS:

'CAUSE TEARS ARE

THE SAME:

WHEN THEY ARE TRYING

TO GROW SOMETHING GOOD ES

OUT OF ALL THE PAIN, HEY

THERE'S NO DIFFERENCE

BETWEEN THE TEARDROPS

AND THE RAIN:

HAA, HOO-OO

WHOO-OO-OO-OO!

BRAVO!

NOW THAT'S WHA I'M TALKING ABOUT.

Roscoe:

HEY, IT WAS AWESOME.

YOU WERE BORN:

TO SING BALLADS.

I WAS KIND OF FLA ON THE SECOND VERSE.

HEY, WHAT DO YOU WANT--

PERFECTION?

YOU SOUND GREA JUST THE WAY YOU ARE.

HEH.

WELL,

RACHEL'S HARMONIES

HELPED ME OUT.

HARMONY? I WASN' SINGING HARMONY.

I THOUGH IT WAS CINDY.

HEY, I DON'T SING.

I JUST PLAY DRUMS.

WELL, THEN WHO'S--

WHAT IS IT?

I THINK THE ZETTABYTES

HAVE A GUARDIAN ANGEL.

COME ON.

YOU MAY FIND ME:

JUST A LITTLE STRANGE

I LIKE DANCING BAREFOO IN THE POURING RAIN

MY MIND IS RACING

AT THE SPEED OF LIGHT

I'LL DANCE AROUND YOU

LIKE A SATELLITE

I'M RECKLESS

YOU'RE SPEECHLESS

SCREAM, SHOUT,

I LOVE IT LOUD:

I FEEL THE NEED TO STAND

OUT IN THE CROWD

NOTHING'S WRONG WITH ME

NOTHING'S WRONG

WITH ME:

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