Song to Song Page #3

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- Mm, hmm, hmm

Mm, mm...

(PLUCKS GUITAR STRING)

- FAYE:
This looks like a birthday card.

- Oh, isn't that pretty'?

"The life you live again.

Happy birthday.

BV:
Do you ever think about leaving here?

("MA MERE I'OYE, MOV. 5"

BY MAURICE RAVEL PLAYING)

I don't know.

BV:
Are you a good liar?

BV:
Do you love me?

FAYE:
Why do you ask that?

BV:
I like to hear it.

You don't like to say it.

BV:
I love you.

(FAYE NARRATING) I'm so scared sometimes.

We're Wanderers, you and I.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

FAYE:
Like birds.

COOK:
So you're saying

you wanna produce it as well.

So I'm suddenly feeling

a little bit out in the cold here.

- You know what I'm saying?

- Well, you wanna help produce it'?

I just feel like you're...

you're going ahead

on this thing by yourself.

Well, just look at the facts.

Take it out of your hands.

Why do you think it

can't work as a country song?

- It can.

- Maybe you...

As a... as a country...

Take your finger outta your ear.

Put it back up your ass.

You think you're better

than me, don't you?

(BV CHUCKLES)

You look down on me.

I gave you everything, man.

(BV CHUCKLES)

You sit on your high horse

looking down on me.

Look at your fingernails, man.

Where's the dirt?

(INDISTINCT ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

You think you can get here

without getting your hands dirty at least?

Look at my batting average.

Look at it. Look at yours.

Who's helping who here?

(ROCK MUSIC CONTINUES)

(CROWD CHEERS)

BV:
I wrote those songs.

I did the work.

How many people do you think

in this city alone are writing songs?

Huh?

Think your songs are that good?

(LAUGHS) Yeah, what is it, morals...

Taking credit for someone else's work.

I told you about that sh*t.

50-50. Equals.

Brothers.

- BV:
Get outta here.

- Come on.

- You got a weird way of showing it.

- Come on.

- What'?

- We partners? Are we brothers?

Why'd you put the copyrights to my songs

in your name and your name only?

(CLUB MUSIC PLAYING IN DISTANCE)

Or did you think I didn't know about that?

No, maybe you thought,

"This guy's so stup..."

Don't put your hands on...

Don't put your hands on me.

Don't put your hands on me.

Maybe you thought, "This guy's so stupid,

he doesn't want a lawyer,

he trusted me."

(QUIET CHATTER AND LAUGHTER)

(OBJECT SHATTERS)

Should we make a scene? Huh?

COOK:
I'll give you a record contract.

How's that make you feel?

That's what you want, right?

(BIRD CAWING)

FAYE:
I love the pain.

It feels like life,.

Sometimes I admire what a hypocrite I am.

MAN:
on!

(LAUGHTER)

FAYE:
Strange what you get used to.

(ALL EXCLAIM)

You're skinny.

BROTHERS:
You ever think

about coming home?

(BV SIGHS)

Okay.

(BV CHUCKLES)

Feel like I just got out.

Place felt like it was on fire.

Come and help put it out.

- I did my best.

- Did you?

BV:
You sound like Dad.

(PIANO PLAYS CHORD)

BROTHERS:
It's hard at home with Mom.

'Cause...

you don't wanna be there.

JUDY:
I just feel like I keep...

sinking lower, and lower, and lower...

I think I'm just tired.

(BV NARRATING) I wanted all that pain

to be for something.

I'm okay.

BV:
Ma, you're healthy, right?

You're a stone cold fox.

(BV WHISPERING) Turn it into something.

You've got... you got...

you got it in the bag.

I don't think that... I don't think

that takes care of everything, darling.

Have you seen your father?

- Have I seen him?

- Mm-hmm.

No.

I know, I gotta go.

I don't know.

(BV NARRATING) I haven't done anything.

Leave it there, leave it there

Leave it there..

BV:
Does Dad even look at you?

He's so... strange.

We've... waited so long

to be free of that man,

and now... (CHUCKLES)

Do you think about forgiving him?

No, I don't.

- You pray for him?

- No, I don't.

Not anymore.

- Why?

- What's the point?

(PIANO CHORD RINGS)

(BV SINGING)

The world from you withholds

All its silver and its gold

And you have to get along

(BIRD SAWING)

With meager fare

Just remember, in his work

How he feeds the little birds

Take your burden

To the Lord

And leave it there

Take your burden

To the Lord

And leave it there

(PLAYS ENDING CHORDS)

(FINAL CHORD SUSTAINS)

FAYE:
I met him

on the street today, and he, um...

said that he wanted to sign me.

(DISH CLANGS)

(FAUCET TURNS OFF)

Wow.

I didn't know what to tell him.

Why not? I mean,

this is... that's a good...

That's a good opportunity for you.

I mean, you know how I feel

about him, but that...

that shouldn't affect your...

that shouldn't affect you.

(DISHES CLANG)

You gotta do it.

("FROM THE ABYSS"

BY ZBIGNIEW PREISNER PLAYING)

(KISS)

(FAYE EXHALES)

Why are you crying?

Because I'm happy.

()

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(MUSIC ENDS)

FAYE:
Your old girlfriend...

she asked you to go off with her.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Why didn't you?

Was it for me?

LYKKE:
Do you ever

think of me when I'm not here?

- BV:
Sure.

- LYKKE:
Well, what do you think?

LYKKE:
Why wake up next to someone

you don't even know

if you don't even know yourself anymore?

What happens then?

Do you think she'll be happy...

- living with ghosts, sadder?

- (CROWD CHEERING)

- BV:
It's more complicated than that.

- No, it's not.

BV:

What's it feel like to be a girl?

Like I have special powers.

What don't I know?

How to feel.

How to be sick to your bones.

How to yearn.

Stay.

BV:
You're casting spells.

LYKKE:
Does it work?

- Mm-hmm.

- Yeah'?

BV:
I don't even think

you know you're doing it.

LYKKE:
I may.

BV:
Just going around

casting spells on people.

What went wrong with our love

A love that was so strong

And as I still walk on

I think of

The things we've done together

While our hearts were young

I'm a-walkin' in the rain

Tears are fallin' and I feel the pain

Wishin' you were here by me

To end this misery

- BV:
Are you happy?

And I wonder...

LYKKE:
I think I might have

misunderstood happiness, you know?

(CHUCKLES)

I dream about it and stuff, and...

I sing about it sometimes, but...

I don't...

No.

(BV SINGING)

While our hearts were young

I'm a-walking in the rain...

LYKKE:
I mean, would you want more?

I could follow you around.

You'd give it all up?

I would.

If you'd ask me.

But you never do, you know?

(BIRD CAWING)

(CHORD RISING ON BV'S MIDI KEYBOARD)

(LYKKE SINGING INDISTINCTLY)

BOTH:
You're so smart

LYKKE:
Going around

Breaking lovers' hearts

You'll be defeated

BOTH:
By your own weapon

LYKKE:
I dream about being in love and...

being free and safe.

You know?

Can you have, uh... you think...

have it all?

That's one thing I know.

You can't have it all.

BV:
You gonna miss me?

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

- Yeah.

- Yeah?

Are you gonna miss me?

LYKKE:
Do you want me to stay?

I can't ask you that.

(AIRPLANE SOARING)

Well, then I gotta go.

(AIRPLANE TAKING OFF)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(FEET WADING THROUGH WATER)

(THUNDER ROLLING)

FAYE:
Foolish me.

(FOOTSTEPS)

Devil.

I need to talk to you.

COOK:
I know.

(FAYE EXHALES, SNIFFLES)

I love him.

COOK:
Of course you do.

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