Song to Song Page #2
PATTI SMITH:
You realize that, um...you know, it's like the sea.
Things come in and out.
We feel happy and ecstatic.
And then, you know, hours later,
you know, we feel
the deepest sorrows, or...
FAYE:
I didn't believe enough in love.Afraid it would burn me up.
PATTI SMITH:
Be ready to suffer.PATTI SMITH:
Don't be afraid.I saw my husband.
I saw this boy across the room.
And I loved... I...
I just...
loved him the first moment I saw him.
And we had a life.
And it was beautiful,
and it was difficult.
with him for the rest of my life.
But he died.
(CHILDREN SHOUTING GLEEFULLY)
(AIR HISSING)
FAYE:
I wanted to escape from every tie.Every hold.
To have fife at any price.
Not to settle.
To go up...
("ROLLIN' AND TUMBLIN'"
Higher.-...
free.
(JET ENGINES WAILING)
I rolled and Humbled,
I rolled and Humbled,
Woke up this mornin',
I must've bet my money wrong...
(TOY SQUEAKING)
I got troubles so hard,
I can't stand the strain
I got troubles so hard..-
(MOCK SEABIRD NOISES)
Some young lazy slut
Has charmed away my brains
The landscape is glowing...
(FAYE LAUGHING)
(SEABIRDS SQUAWKING)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER AND LAUGHING)
ALL:
"Ooh"("SYMPHONY NO. 3, MOV. 2"
BY CAMILLE SAINT-SANS PLAYING)
(LAUGHS AND SHOUTS INDISTINCTLY)
FAYE:
The birds said...we'd love each other forever,.
Love never fails.
("SYMPHONY NO. 3, OP. 78" CONTINUES)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
("REINA DE REINAS"
BY JESUS RAMIREZ HERRARA PLAYING)
(INDISTINCT SHOUTS)
(WHOOPING AND LAUGHTER)
- Ay! (WHOOPS)
(HOWLS)
(SONG FADES)
(MEN CHEERING)
(PIANO PLAYING OLD-TIME, MID-TEMPO INTRO)
(INDISTINCT SHOUTS)
BV:
Didn't seem like anythingcould break us apart.
Oh '
Father
BV:
Thought we'd build each other up...Brother
make music together.
I believe
Let me tell you
Living just as fast as I can
Trying to understand
Brother...
(SONG FADES)
- BV:
What do you mean?- Let's make a f***ing record.
BV:
Huh'?BV:
How long have you known Faye?She's a receptionist for me.
How long?
I guess she came to work for me...
when she was 17.
16, maybe.
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
(TRAFFIC RUMBLING IN DISTANCE)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
COOK:
Let's us decide what's right now.(MOTORCYCLE PASSING)
(INDISTINCT SPANISH CONVERSATIONS)
(INDISTINCT SPANISH CONVERSATIONS)
(KISS)
BV:
Cheers.- COOK:
What do you think of this world?- BV:
It's its own.- COOK:
There's no possessions, right?- BV:
No.COOK:
You knowCOOK:
Beer...- M'dear?
- (FAYE CHUCKLES)
COOK:
Why've you been a slut?SAM COOKE AND THE SOUL STIRRERS PLAYING)
Have troubles
Don't cry
Just remember
That he's standing nearby
And if
Disappointments come...
FAYE:
That was the first time in my lifethat I knew,.
But don't you worry...
FAYE:
Everything came from that hour.Don't cry...
(faint, distorted laughing)
()
FAYE:
I wish that it could last forever.(BIRDS CHIRPING, SINGING)
(BIRDS CHIRPING, BUGS WHIRRING)
COOK:
They have a beauty in their life...that makes me ugly,.
Ajay...
()
(MUSIC ENDS)
Everything okay?
Yes.
Don't leave.
- Help me. Help me.
- Let me put these down.
- (COUGHING)
- What can I get for you?
- I have a condition.
- Yes'?
Uh, I can't be left alone...
for more than five minutes.
Can I get you something else?
I'd like to hear you sing.
(LAUGHS)
(COUGHS, SNIFFS)
- Okay, I gotta...
- Elephant...
- I gotta check another table.
- Why'? Why?
- 'Cause my boss is watching.
- You're gonna get me fired.
- Yep, that's the plan.
RHONDA:
You...What do you like to do'?
Well...
I was a teacher, but there's
not many jobs around here.
- What do you teach?
- Kindergarten.
- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.
You like kids?
Yes, I do. It wouldn't be a very good job
- if I didn't like kids, would it'?
- No.
(ENGINE ROARING)
COOK:
So you like physical things?RHONDA:
Yes.(CLUB MUSIC PULSING)
(CROWD SHOUTING, CHEERING)
(CROWD CHEERING LOUDER)
(CROWD FADES)
(INAUDIBLE CONVERSATION)
RHONDA:
I was shy.(UNPLUGGED BASS LICK)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(INDISTINCT ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
RHONDA:
This concert.COOK:
Who's on first?This concert! It's insane.
No, I said, I do a better Mick Jagger
than I do Iggy Pop.
'Okay!
'Okay?
I misunderstood.
RHONDA:
I don't knowhow I didn't hear you.
COOK:
You don't listen to me.(SONG ENDS)
(CHEERING)
RHONDA:
I'll listen to everything.(ROCK SONG BEGINS)
The record companies would sort of...
They did... they believed in artistry...
It's something they put in a
film to tweak the heartstrings
or to raise the adrenaline, you know.
Desperate to f***in'...
drain the f***in' chord and go, "Waah!"
And, "F*** me!"
"Gimme!"
Yeah.
You know, uh, "Love me."
You know, these things.
Lived very near Claridge's, and, uh...
- Nice. Swanky.
- The latest.
I lived on Upper Brook Street,
and I had...
RHONDA:
After Dad left...you thought you were a failure.
Mama...
you gave us so much.
Your hands are so beautiful.
MIRANDA:
I wanted youto have so much more.
I don't know where else we can go.
Remember, we have nothing.
Well, you need money for a lawyer.
The law's no help
for people who are ruined.
Ahh '
RHONDA:
You have everything.("THE TURN AROUND"
Everything you want.
()
(cheering)
My heart...
(MUSIC FADES)
(WHISTLE BLOWS, CROWD CHEERS)
RHONDA:
She likes the cheerleaders.COOK:
You do?Were you ever a cheerleader?
(CROWD ROARING)
(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)
(CHEERING FADES)
("DANSE MACABRE"
BY CAMILLE SAINT-SANS PLAYING)
RHONDA:
Scare me. Come closer.()
Marry me.
No.
()
()
RHONDA:
You gave Mother a new house.You said I could get out
whenever I wanted,
keep all you'd given us.
()
You wanted me to be free.
(MUSIC ENDS)
FAYE:
Why do I owe you a Coke?BV:
You said I couldn't climb the tree.FAYE:
Don't have to.What're you gonna do?
You're all the way up there.
(BV LAUGHING) How strong
do you think you are?
(BOTH LAUGHING)
BV:
One, two, three, go.BV:
To the tree. Don't! You're running.You're running. You're running.
(LIGHTBULB HUMMING)
FAYE:
I went alonglike someone in a dream.
I knew I had to tell you.
(CHOIR SINGING GENTLY)
Come clean.
I didn't know how.
(DISTORTED ELECTRONIC VOICE) Hove you,
Hove you, Hove you...
Say it like you mean it.
(RECORDED) Say it like you mean it.
Say it like you mean it.
(DEEPER) Say it like you mean it.
Say it like you mean it.
(DEEPEN SLOWER) Say it like you mean...
(GUITAR STRUMMING GENTLY)
BV:
Do you lie to me?I know you always wanna
know the truth, but...
but I don't.
Sometimes the truth
- Mm-hmm.
- You can hurt someone more
' Saying it.
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