Rock of Ages Page #6
two hundred and three dollars.
Crisis averted.
Thank you, Stacee Jaxx.
-Well, hello, Paul.
-Well, hello, Dennis. Lonny.
Now, hold on just a second.
We got 90 percent of the house,
...100 percent of the merch.
That means that Stacee's take
works out to about....
Wait, wait, wait. "Stacee's take"?
Hold on. Add a zero. Add three.
Thirty-one thousand,
two hundred and nine. Correct?
-Yeah.
-Crap.
Crap. We got a problem.
-What problem?
-Well, you owe me six bucks.
Ha-ha-ha. But screw it. Keep it.
I get fussy about singles anyway.
Paul, you told me this was a freebie.
Stacee Jaxx does not take a dump for free.
He took a huge pay cut on this.
You are cutting my throat here!
Don't be so pessimistic.
Stacee just put you guys back on the map!
No, no. l put him on the map.
I beg your pardon.
I gave him his first gig.
And I gave him his first million.
Anyway.
Awesome doing business with you, ciao!
Didn't know Paul spoke Italian.
Cryin' on the corner
Waitin' in the rain
I swear I'll never, ever wait again
You gave me your word
But words for you are lies
Darlin', in my wildest dreams
But it's time to let you know
I'm gonna turn and leave you here
All of my life I've been waitin' in the rain
I've been waiting for a feeling
That never, ever came
It feels so close
But always disappears
Watch it.
Oh, oh, oh
Mm, mm, ah, ah
Oh
Darlin', in your wildest dreams
You never had a clue
But it's time you got the news
Harden your heart
Swallow your tears, girl
-I'm gonna turn
-Turn
-And leave you here
-Leave you here
Oh, like a candle
Cognac, brandy.
-Oh, no, l don't mix my drinks.
-No, no, no.
This is Cognac.
-She's getting you a brandy.
-Here you go, Justice.
-Thank you.
-Now you drink up and dry off.
But remember:
This is just a rest stop.
I need a job.
Do you dance?
You got the best of me
I'm a better singer.
I don't need a singer.
And you're a pretty girl. You wanna
make some real money, you gotta dance.
You also have to be tough too.
And you don't look too tough to me.
I'm tough.
It's not right for everyone, honey.
Hey there.
I can wait tables. I'm good.
Are you sure?
You're bringin' on the heartache
Can't you see
Okay. You start tomorrow.
You said, "Oh, girl
It's a cold world
When you keep it all to yourself
l said, You can't hide
On the inside
All the pain you've ever felt
And, baby, don't look back
'Cause we got nobody else
We're running with the shadows
Of the night
So, baby, take my hand
It'll be all right
Surrender all your dreams to me tonight
They'll come true in the end
-Harden your heart, girl
Swallow your tears
Darlin', in my wildest dreams
But it's time to let you know
I'm gonna turn and leave you here
Whitty.
What if I told you The Bourbon Room
hadn't paid taxes in over a year?
-Why do you ask?
-Because it's true.
They're broke. l am so excited.
I'm gonna call the press.
-Patty-cakes?
-Mm-hm.
I think this whole
"Cleaning up the Strip" thing...
...is gonna be great for the city
and for us.
But you seem to have this issue
with Stacee Jaxx.
I mean, it seems to be really intense.
Well....
-The short answer?
-Mm-hm.
When I was a naive undergrad at UCLA,
I had a roommate.
-Let's just call her Vivian.
-Oh.
One night she was partying innocently
at The Bourbon Room...
...when that two-headed monster
spotted her...
...and lured her into his suite
at the Park Hyatt.
-What?
-For the first time...
...she felt like a woman.
Sure, a handcuffed woman covered in
Cool Whip and Wild Turkey, but still...
...a woman.
Yeah. A woman.
-Well, you can guess what happened next.
-Oh.
His tour bus left L.A.,
taking Stacee Jaxx with it.
And I swore in her honor...
...that I would see him...
...and his sick satanic legacy gone
for good.
That's the short answer?
Yeah.
I don't know where I'm going
But I sure know where I've been
Hanging on the promises
In the songs of yesterday
And I've made up my mind
I ain't wasting no more time
But here I go again
Here I go again
Though I keep searching for an answer
I never seem to find what I'm looking for
Oh, Lord, l pray
You give me strength to carry on
'Cause I know what it means
To walk along the lonely street of dreams
And here I go again on my own
Going down the only road I've ever known
Like a drifter, I was born to walk alone
And I've made up my mind
I ain't wasting no more time
I'm just another heart in need of rescue
Waitin' on love's sweet charity
And I'm gonna hold on
For the rest of my days
'Cause I know what it means
To walk along the lonely street of dreams
And here I go again on my own
Going down the only road I've ever known
Like a drifter, I was born to walk alone
And I've made up my mind
I ain't wasting no more time
But here I go again
Oh, here I go
Here I go again
Here I go
Here I go again
Here I go
Here I go
Here I go
Here I go
Hey. Come on, big fella.
We can sort this out.
What part of "We're screwed"
don't you understand?
What part of "Rock 'n' roll is forever"
don't you understand?
This monument to decadence...
...can't be brought down by a few
plastic bureaucrats in bowler hats.
It's eternal.
I just feel like I've let everyone down.
Not everyone.
What do you mean?
I can't fight this feeling any longer
And yet I'm still afraid to let it flow
What started out as friendship
Has grown stronger
I only wish I had the strength
To let it show
I tell myself that I can't hold out forever
You're not f***ing with me, are you?
I said there is no reason for my fear
This is a dream come true.
'Cause I feel so secure
When we're together
You give my life direction
You make everything so clear
And even as I wander
I'm keeping you in sight
You're a candle in the window
On a cold, dark winter's night
-And I'm getting closer
-And I'm getting closer
-Than I ever thought I might
-Than I ever thought I might
-And l can't fight this feeling anymore
-And l can't fight this feeling anymore
-I've forgotten what I started fighting for
-I've forgotten what I started fighting for
It's time to bring this ship into the shore
And throw away the oars forever
-'Cause I can't fight this feeling anymore
-'Cause I can't fight this feeling anymore
-I've forgotten what I started fighting for
-I've forgotten what I started fighting for
-And if l have to crawl upon the floor
-And if l have to crawl upon the floor
Come crashing through your door
-Baby, l can't fight this feelin' anymore
-Baby, l can't fight this feelin' anymore
Hey, boss.
What is it, Chico?
The beer guy is here.
Tell him I'm busy.
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