Leo the Last (1970) Movie Script
(overlapping voices
talking, scatting, singing)
(male singer)
Got evolution
On my mind
(man)
I'll be watching you, baby!
(male singer)
Now, you just watch that man
Comin' down your street
He comes from everywhere
Like a movie star
He's going to the end
In a great big car
But keep it in mind,
brother
Who you are
(man)
Prepare the face...
(male singer)
The whole human race is
Rolled up in your car
(man)
...to meet the faces
that you meet.
(male singer)
And the dinosaur, man
Thought it would last
forever
(woman)
Well, he's only thinking
about him.
(male singer)
First man tried
To make a song
Sounded very strange
Doesn't matter how
you sing
If you're not
gonna make it
'Round the harmony chain
(woman)
He can't remember his song.
(man)
How do the words go?
(second man)
I'm gonna spook you!
Spook.
(woman)
What's so special about him?
(overlapping chatter)
(male singer)
Father is dead
Know you're ahead
Whatcha gonna do
for the family?
Man, you've been
on my mind
You cost a fortune
Now you're in a bind
That car is driving you
Down a one-way street
Gotta get it right
at the stop
You're not very clever
Well, I've seen you before
Playing another part
(man, woman)
I've seen you...
Seen you before.
The whole human race is
rolled up in your car
It's a family, man
So you've got the company
You're the dinosaur, man
And you can
make it better
Welcome.
Welcome home.
Nan.
Leo.
(chuckles)
Nan.
(chandelier tinkling)
(indistinct murmuring)
(woman)
What?
He caught one.
He caught what?
A bird.
A bird?
Orn-i-thol-o-gy.
Ornithologist.
He's an ornithologist.
Bird-watcher.
Ah, yes.
He's a bird-watcher.
His head, his feet--
Birds.
Everything is
as it was before--
before your father
dropped dead.
Birds.
It was very beautiful,
sir.
Bombs were falling,
and--
And your father
always calm.
Always.
De Gaulle was
sitting here,
Churchill over there.
De Gaulle...
very tall.
Churchill,
slightly drunk.
Huh.
They crossed...
(exhales)
...they planned...
(exhales)
...they pledged.
Excuse me.
No, no.
(speaking French)
I'll do it, Hilda.
(speaking French)
Dankeschn, Laszlo.
Auf Wiedersehen.
Galapagos.
Huh?
Galapagos.
Ga-lap-a-gos.
Oh, is it serious?
Are you shocked?
No.
It's an island.
Disappointed?
No.
(woman)
A bird sanctuary.
Hurt?
No.
It's very hot.
He was always
catching cold.
Relief, love, pity?
He's much better
now.
Indifference?
No.
(speaking French)
Nothing?
Yes.
Hmm.
(all laughing)
(man)
He feels nothing.
(woman)
He feels nothing.
(man)
Nothing?
Where has he been?
(woman)
Watching. Watching birds.
(man)
Migrating birds.
(squawking)
(woman)
I remember the song.
How do the words go?
(man)
Wh-what's happening?
I don't get it.
(muttering)
(woman singing softly)
He's asleep.
Oh, yes, rest.
Plenty of rest.
What's wrong,
exactly?
Malaise.
Malaise.
Is he going to die?
Eventually.
Aren't we all?
Aren't we all?
(chuckling)
(woman)
Watching birds,
trying to remember his song.
Very strange.
(man)
I don't get it.
What kind of movie is this,
anyway?
(second man)
Let me explain.
(woman)
Trying to connect you.
(second woman)
He feels nothing.
(man)
Prepare a face to meet
the faces
that you meet.
(second man)
Who are those people?
(man)
I'll tell you.
That's David...
Ah, Leo.
...Leo's doctor.
(Leo sneezes)
Bless you.
Thank you.
Making fine progress,
are we?
Good, that's it.
(man)
Max, the family lawyer.
Everything's in hand, Leo,
not to worry.
Just a few legal ends
to be tied up.
You can rely on me,
as your father did.
(man)
Laszlo, estate manager,
arch patriot.
You can depend on me.
(man)
Margaret, determined to
marry Leo at any cost,
as long as he's paying.
(man)
Hilda&
(chuckling)
Better soon.
(man)
Leo's nanny.
(woman)
The doctor.
(man)
The lawyer.
(second man)
The patriot.
(woman)
The nanny.
The bitch.
(man)
They've been reading the will.
Now do you see?
(man)
Oh! I guess so.
(second man)
Oh, yeah.
(people chattering, laughing)
(bongos playing)
(woman sighs)
Laszlo.
(chuckling)
Eat up your dinner!
Huh?
Nuts and raisins.
You're wasting away.
There'll be nothing
left of you.
(Leo)
"Jasper McLaren."
Hmm, there he is.
What does he want?
Ah, the rent.
(arguing indistinctly)
(whistling)
(bag clangs)
(coughs)
(boy)
Dad? Dad!
Dad, come on!
Come on, dad!
Dad!
Come on, dad!
Dad, come on!
Oh, dad!
Ah, my dad's ill!
Help, he's ill!
Dad!
It's my dad, it's my dad!
Dad!
It's his heart.
He's had it before.
It's his heart.
Ah, come on.
Come on.
Oh, my--
Come on.
(woman)
Is that your dad?
(boy)
It's my dad.
(woman)
Should I pick up his bag?
(boy)
Yeah.
(door bells ring)
(woman)
Oh, Christ,
what the bloody hell's
going on now?
(man)
I did nothing!
(Margaret)
Leo?
Anything the matter?
No, nothing the matter.
(David, Max, Margaret, in turn)
Nothing the matter.
Nothing the matter?
Nothing.
Nothing the matter?
Nothing.
What's wrong exactly?
Feels nothing.
Nothing the matter.
Where do they all go?
Malaise.
Very strange.
Aren't we all?
Nothing the matter.
Nothing.
Nothing.
What's wrong?
Don't remember his song...
Pick a sad song.
...how the words go.
Dreams go.
Can you make it better?
Lost them.
Where do they all go?
(man singing)
Where do the dreams go?
Up in the sky
With all of the hopes
You thought were lost
But they're only waiting
Up in the sky
For someone to find them
For someone
to get high enough
There was a man
who lost the dream
Do they really fly away?
Looked up,
didn't see a thing
Just a bird flying
Oh, well,
he searched the sky
In a foreign land
Follow your eye
Hoping to look up high
To understand
That the answer's
waiting there
Where do the hopes go?
Up in the sky
With all of the longings
You thought were lost
But they're only waiting
Up in the sky
For someone to find them
For someone
to get high enough
Well, the city world
is very rough
Hard to get up tall enough
Catch it,
or it disappears
Like a bird flying
Well, you gotta
get up high
To breathe the air
Reach for freedom
everywhere
You've got to try
to understand
That the answer's
waiting there
Man of the city
Under a cloud
Just spread those wings out
You thought were lost
But they're only waiting
Up in the sky
For someone to find them
For someone
to get high enough
Leo, you look
simply marvelous.
Thank you, Laszlo.
I wish you'd learn to shake
hands like an Englishman.
Look, look what progress
we are making.
Yes, yes, well, excuse me,
but I'm in involved.
A bird in hand waits
for no man.
Leo, wait!
You remember you promised.
I'm asking you again,
for the third time.
Your father asked me.
You remember,
"noblesse oblige."
I will, I will.
So we can expect you
at our next meeting, then?
Until then.
Patriots for peace.
What?
Saragossa.
(chuckling)
(whistling)
Hey, look, there's a bird
in the place!
A bird!
Watch!
Watch it!
(overlapping excited chatter)
There it goes!
Over there!
Over there!
Over there!
(alarmed shouting)
Please, we have to pick
all of these things up.
(laughing)
(screaming and shouting)
Man of the city
Under a cloud
Just spread those wings out
That you thought
were lost
But they're only waiting
Up in the sky
For someone to find them
For someone
to get high enough
No!
No!
(Leo)
Leave her alone.
Roscoe, where are you?
Come down, quickly.
The family.
Oh...
Hilda!
Hilda, call the police!
Hilda!
(Hilda)
I've got a cake
in the oven.
Rape!
Rape!
Stop!
Pig!
Stop!
(boy)
Look, I told you, didn't I?
Go on, get off her!
You shit!
There you are!
(woman)
Sick and tired of you
with your filthy ways!
(retching)
(Leo)
Look what he did to her.
Look at her dress!
There, Roscoe, there.
Yes, yes.
Yes.
Yes, good.
(honking horn)
(horn honking continuously)
(horn waning)
(horn stops)
(slurping, smacking)
(man belches)
(man)
Prepare.
(second man)
Can't.
(man)
Prepare.
(second man)
I can't.
(moaning)
(woman)
Oh, love&
(second woman)
Trying to defend me.
(disconnected voices)
Trying to connect with me.
So dedicated.
Trying to connect you.
How the words go.
Trying to connect you.
How the words go.
(indistinct gibberish)
Trying to connect you!
(overlapping chatter)
Trying to connect you!
How lovely.
Trying to connect you.
Trying to connect you.
Trying to connect you.
Ah, Leo!
(laughing)
(overlapping chatter continues)
The whole human race
is disgusting.
Water, please.
Here.
Leo, everything's
prepared.
What?
Um, where?
Down below.
The meeting.
Tonight?
But of course.
My father is dead,
Laszlo.
But his cause lives.
(men chanting)
Saragossa! Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Sarag--
Gentlemen, we are honored
to have here
for the first time,
the true head
of our little group.
But remember,
from little acorns,
great oak trees grow.
(all cheering)
(clearing throat)
Leo, say a few words.
In which language?
In your English.
They will understand.
Friends,
it is
with great pleasure
that I welcome you here
in person tonight.
And you welcome me...
in-- into your...
womb.
Bosom.
Bosom.
(scattered chuckles)
Friends, fellow humans,
even though sexual passion
may be
gross and perverted,
even though hunger strokes,
man does not live
by fear alone.
Even though, now,
not 50 yards from here,
frozen turkeys defrost
while hungry children
look on...
I love you all.
The human race is not
the sweetest.
I love you, as I love
people of all colors--
white, red, yellow, black--
especially black--
and all those mixtures
of color
on God's great palate.
This earth,
this superb isle--
This--
Eh, what did I tell you?
What we need is
a strong king!
(all cheering)
(speaking Italian)
(singing in mixed languages)
It's a beautiful song.
I-I must translate it
for you.
"Lock away, oh, my mother,
"all my fancy dresses,
"all my colorful dresses,
it's time for mourning."
She meant national
mourning, of course.
"I can't wear them anymore.
"The only color I can wear now
is black,
black, black."
Oh, it's a beautiful song.
(disconnected voices,
male and female)
Music from a father...
Trying to connect you.
Do I dare presume?
Prepare a face to meet
the faces that you meet.
(laughter)
To meet the faces
that you meet.
When I hear laughter,
I hear the roar
of the wild beast.
Baudelaire, I think.
(indistinct chatter)
As Baudelaire said...
(correcting)
Baud-elaire.
Baudelaire.
Her face.
Things fly apart.
(overlapping chatter)
To meet the faces...
I still don't get it.
Let me explain.
(laughter)
Oh, the universe!
He can't remember.
He can't remember
his song.
How the words go.
How the words go.
Can you make it better?
Is there a verse
after death?
The universe!
Rotten.
The universe into a ball.
Can you make it better?
Trying to connect you.
Is there a verse
after death?
The universe...
(overlapping chatter)
The universe
into a ball.
Trying to connect you.
Do not go gently!
Rage!
Rage against the dying.
The lying!
The lying will
connect you.
Leo the last.
(indistinct)
(woman moaning)
I'm-- I'm sorry.
Excuse me.
Guns?
What's happened?
Laszlo.
Yes?
What is this?
They are arms,
in case of emergency.
Emergency?
Yes.
In case of revolution.
What revolution?
I am a pacifist!
But...but...but...
How dare you use
my father's house for this!
But you promised!
I am a pacifist!
Leo!
Get out!
I'm against violence!
Get out!
Violence shows us nothing!
Get out!
Get out of my house!
I'll kill you!
I'll kill you!
I love you,
but I'll kill you!
Get out!
Peace!
We must have peace!
(Laszlo playing piano)
Out!
You, too, Laszlo!
Out!
Out!
Out!
Get out!
(screaming, chattering)
That's very strange.
Darling, do you remember
seeing a hole there?
No, no, darling.
With heads popping up
out of it?
Darling,
you are dreaming.
There were--
Come on, come on.
Oh, darling,
I ache for you.
I ache for--
I love you.
I love you.
Darling, you know
that I love you...
but...
though I love myself.
I love the world.
At least I love
the people in it,
but only at long range.
You see, the closer I get,
the further away I feel.
(disconnected voices,
in turn)
He feels nothing.
Nothing.
He can't remember
his song.
Very strange.
All you possess.
His song.
His song.
All you possess.
He feels nothing.
Do not go gently.
Nothing at all.
Can't remember.
Possess.
Can't remember his song.
All you possess.
(water dripping)
Can I help you, sir?
Oh, it is you.
Careful,
I'm very angry!
But I want to
help you, sir.
No more meetings here!
Do you understand?
Gather your possessions
and go!
(gasps)
But where?
Where shall I go, sir?
I don't care!
It's too late!
Stop!
This is also a bomb?
History repeats itself.
Give it to me.
No.
Give it to me.
I won't.
Give it to me!
No!
Give it to me, please.
Leo, please,
give it to me.
I will give you
anything you want,
but give me
the sugar bowl!
No!
He killed himself
with this.
This what?
Who?
One of my ancestors.
Huh?
With this.
He couldn't bear
the shame of defeat...
(blows)
...of failure.
He unscrewed this
from the top.
He put it into a gun.
(imitates ramrod)
And, Santa Madonna...
click!
And he was dead.
With a strawberry?
With a silver strawberry.
Perfect, beautiful.
Isn't it?
Sir, I'm terribly sorry
I let you down.
I'm going to get rid
of all this.
I don't want you
to be arrested.
Uh, well, you are
forgiven now, Laszlo.
But uh--
(police siren approaching)
What is this?
Good God, police!
Police.
Are you scared?
Scared to defend my home?
Ah-ah!
Keep calm, Laszlo.
(siren passes, fades)
I'll try.
Mm-hmm.
First, we'll have a look.
Surreptitiously?
Exactly, to see--
or not to be
near the scene.
Are they throwing out
the call then?
I think so.
(Laszlo)
Oh, no, Leo, we are saved.
It's someone in that house
that they're after.
(woman laughing)
(Leo)
Ah, this man Kowalski--
there was a fight yesterday.
Perhaps...
(woman, singing)
If you've come to meet me
Just gimme
lots of ground
(singing indistinct
in the street chatter)
Run, Roscoe, run!
The fuzz!
Run!
(Leo)
Ah, it's Roscoe they want.
(Laszlo)
You know the names
of these people?
(Leo)
Well...
(Laszlo)
What now?
(Leo)
I don't know.
Wait.
(singing woman now laughing)
(Leo)
The police are with Salambo.
Ah, I know this man!
This is a hero, a real friend
of the people.
(crowd cheering)
Oh, no!
(crowd continues cheering)
(Laszlo)
He has a certain style.
(Leo chuckles)
(Leo)
Oh, ha ha!
This girl!
Give it to me!
(cheering)
Look at this!
Look at this!
(Laszlo)
You see, the police are
no fools.
They have seen him!
Look out, Roscoe!
(car horn honking)
(Leo)
Where is he?
Where is he?
(Laszlo)
Ooh, the police are on the roof!
(woman)
Where did he go?
(Leo)
But the bird has flown.
(Laszlo)
There!
There he is!
He's too quick for them.
He's free.
(Leo)
Ah, I'm afraid not!
Reinforcements are at hand.
(Laszlo)
Look. Huh.
(woman)
Look out, Roscoe!
Run, Roscoe!
Run!
(crowd shouting)
(Leo)
Oh, what panache!
(Laszlo)
Look!
This is his silver strawberry.
But he's innocent!
He's guilty!
(Leo)
He's innocent!
(crowd shouting)
(woman singing indistinctly)
(singing woman now laughing)
(siren blaring)
Roscoe!
All right,
all right.
I'll take care of you now.
He didn't do nothing!
He didn't do nothing!
(Laszlo)
Feel the water
caressing you,
slowly, up and down,
and up and down.
Now, slowly, slowly.
Feel your fingertips together.
The freedom will come
from your fingertips.
Touch your faces.
Touch your faces
with your fingertips.
Like this.
Touch your faces.
Sense your skin.
Touch your hair.
Touch your hair.
Feel the fingertips
on your hair.
Feel the sensation flowing
from your fingertips
into your hair.
'Round your body, free,
and touch your fingertips
together.
Hands up!
Let your fingertips touch
each other,
and the freedom flow
from one to the other.
You want to share your freedom
with your neighbor.
Turn to your neighbor.
Touch your neighbor's face
with your fingertips.
The feeling is flowing
from your neighbor's fingertips
and back to yourselves.
Touch your neighbor's face,
touch his hair,
touch her hair.
Touch with your fingertips,
and touch your fingertips
together.
Your fingertips together,
freedom flowing,
one to the other.
Freedom flowing.
And now you're beginning
to feel that freedom
in your own conscious.
Feel that freedom.
(chanting)
You have shed your clothes.
Now shed your inhibitions,
your guilt.
Awaken those dead feelings.
Let them float
to the surface.
Let them fly up.
Now, say what you feel.
What do you feel?
Reborn.
And what do you feel?
Liberated!
I feel alive!
And what do you feel?
I feel happy, happy!
I feel wonderful!
And what do you feel?
I feel wet.
I feel embarrassed.
Now, total immersion.
Down, up,
down... up...
down... up...
down... up.
I feel nothing.
Down.
Communicate with the water.
Up.
I feel nothing.
Down.
Let it engulf you.
Up.
But I feel nothing.
Down.
Discover the now.
Up.
Down.
Massage the emotions.
Up.
I feel nothing.
Now, drifting, drifting.
Undulate, drift, undulate.
The freedom is undulating
through you.
You are beginning now
to feel free.
Drift, drift.
Your being is caressing
the moment, the now.
Drift and undulate.
Your door is open.
Release, respond,
drift, and undulate.
You know I love you?
Yes, I know you do, Leo.
But you are disturbed,
my darling.
Just relax and tell me
all about it.
You are ready now to express
all your freedom
spontaneously.
Arouse those dead feelings,
those dead responses.
You're growing freer.
Is it the national crisis?
Is it the world crisis?
No.
Hmm?
Now, just relax
and tell me.
I saw a man unfairly
arrested yesterday.
(Laszlo)
Soft and smooth.
He filled my eyes
with light.
Without him, his family
will collapse.
(Laszlo)
Undulate.
He is black.
Police brutality.
(Laszlo)
And undulate, drift...
I feel I should help.
(Laszlo)
Softly, drift...
I-- I feel I should help.
(Laszlo)
Good, Leo.
I feel I should help!
Good.
Bobbing up and down again!
Up and down...
I feel I must help!
Oh, Leo!
I feel!
Feel!
I feel!
Oh, my darling!
I feel!
Oh, you saved him!
I feel!
I feel!
I feel!
You are released!
Open your souls,
open your breasts!
I feel!
(man)
Real feelings?
I feel!
I feel!
Caviar, fois gras,
soup, six loaves,
butter, salami.
Lamb chops, one dozen.
Frozen chicken, rump,
porterhouse, silverside, chunk.
Four tins of baked beans,
two tins of string beans.
California peaches,
modern glaze.
(indistinct)
Six Sicilian coffee,
assorted biscuits.
Champagne.
You know this family
on the second floor?
It's for us!
It's for us!
It's for us!
It's for us!
Mom, mom, mom!
(bongos playing)
(man singing)
Town tell ya
Town
'Bout the folk who care
Care
When you're down
Down
Tell you somebody cares
And the town spins around
Spins around
Someone's watching
Someone
No more clouds
No more clouds
Pass away-ay-ay-o
Ay-ay-o
Leaving a sunny day-o
Sunny
Did it set you down?
Down, down
Got a friend
Friend
Someone's watching there
Somebody cares
Lot's to eat
and plenty of wine
Lord, I'm doin' fine
Streets are paved
with gold
You eat with silver
And you never grow old
Brother,
wish you were here
I'll send you a ticket
And maybe you'll come
To visit me
Next year
Man, when you looked up
To the sky
Clouds were passing by
(background singers harmonizing
indistinctly]
So far away
Did you stow away?
Did you follow one
to sea?
Out to sea
Well, did it set you down?
Well, I got here safe
The city is
a beautiful place
Lots to eat
and plenty of wine
Lord, I'm doin' fine
The streets are all
a'paved with gold
You eat with silver
And you never grow old
Brother,
wish you were here
I'll send you a ticket
And maybe you'll come
To visit me
Next year
(gasps)
No.
Oh, let the nations be glad
and sing for joy,
for thou shall
judge the people righteously
and govern the nations
upon earth,
blah, blah, blah.
Now, now, Hilda.
It's too early for tears.
Only rehearsing.
(pastor)
Perhaps, if everyone is ready,
this time we can get it right.
It's all right.
(Pastor)
Where's the music?
Aren't you ready yet?
Of course
I'm ready.
(woman)
Well, there are
enough of you.
I'll waive my hand once
for the organ,
twice for the door.
Right.
We're not going
all the way back.
All right, we'll
do it from here.
There you are.
There's no use walking
as quickly as this.
They'll never get
the right timing.
Very well.
(organ begins)
(whispering inaudibly)
Stop!
(organ music stops)
I must confess!
Yesterday,
I killed a man!
Leo!
With kindness.
I killed a man
with kindness.
What are you talking about?
For God's sake!
Begging your pardon,
Padre.
For goodness sake,
Leo, shut up!
Carry on everyone,
Back to the
starting tapes.
Bitte, Leo.
Continue, Mr. Fortisso-
No, I can't go on!
I can't.
Margaret...
Margaret, I'm sorry.
It's my fault.
Forgive me.
I saw him die.
Leo!
Father, he's unwell.
Allow me to be
the judge of that.
I'm his doctor.
Leo, pull yourself
together, man!
I know him better
than you do.
I know his soul.
His soul?
You vain, self-centered
romantic.
Look at her, Leo.
She's a fine figure
of a woman.
With my body,
I thee worship.
Isn't that right, Padre?
Don't, don't--
Leo, Leo!
Come-- come here!
(Margaret)
Leo, how dare you!
Come back, you poof!
Faggot!
(Margaret)
This is so humiliating.
I've never been so
humiliated in my life!
Leo!
Now, now, now, now,
let me handle this, Max.
Let me handle this.
Calmly, Leo, calmly.
Undulate, undulate.
Feel the calm in your
fingertips.
That's right, undulate,
undulate.
Tips of your fingers together,
bobbing up and down.
Begin.
Up and down,
and up and down,
and up and down,
and up and down--
Calmly, Leo.
Nothing to worry about.
Undulate.
It's all right.
No need for you
to be like that.
Come on, Leo.
Come on!
(all talking at once)
(Margaret)
Leo, for my sake, please.
Please, please come--
Oh!
Leo, get out of there!
Calmly come down at once.
(Leo barking)
You filthy beast!
Please, Leo!
Ooh!
(Leo howling)
(preacher)
He's comin' to you, Lord!
Take him!
Here he comes, Lord,
one of your children!
Lord, you know brother Mardi has
fought a good a fight.
Amen.
Yeah.
You know brother Mardi has
run his race.
You know brother Mardi has
finished his course,
and now
he's comin' on home.
Now he's comin' on home.
(all)
Yeah!
Lord, you saw our brother
in the heat of the day,
tied against the forces that
would chain him to poverty.
(congregation exclaiming
throughout)
All of it against
the repressiveness
and oppressiveness
of our society.
This evil society.
(all)
Yeah!
You have heard him
in the midnight hour,
wonderin' when a change
is gonna come.
Moanin' and groanin',
and sometimes with tears rollin'
down the sides of his face.
You heard him say,
"I'm holdin' on.
I'm holdin' on.
I'm holdin' on..."
(congregation shouting,
repeating)
Oh, he held on, Lord,
he held on, Lord.
till he could hold no more.
Dry his eyes.
Dry his eyes.
And sit him down
at your table.
Oh, let him eat
all of the grapes,
and drink
all of the honey
his old heart desires.
Oh, Lord.
Oh, Lord.
Oh, Lord.
Oh, Lord.
Oh, Lord.
Oh, Lord.
Oh, Lord...
Comin' home.
Comin' home.
Comin' home.
I'm comin' home.
Lord, he's comin' home.
He's comin' home,
a comin' home.
I said, a Lord,
he's comin' home.
(all singing now)
Comin' home, comin' home
Lord, he's comin' home
He's comin' home
Wings like a dove
Comin' home, Lord,
he's comin' home
Stop it!
Stop it!
Stop it!
Stop it!
Lord, he's a comin' home
Ooh
Lord, he's comin' home
To the dreams, girl
Have a drink.
Lord, he's coming home
(man)
Can you make it better?
Can you?
(woman)
How can change change you?
All you possess.
You could've bought them
flowers.
(man)
Music from a farther room.
(disconnected voices
all speaking at once)
All the lonely people
I wonder where
they all go.
Plenty of nothing
Lord, he's comin' home
And it came to pass...
measure to measure.
Another drink?
Yeah.
He's a comin' home
Prepare a face to meet
the faces that you meet.
Lord, he's coming home
Take a sad song.
Just didn't matter.
(overlapping voices)
Awful.
Awful.
Did you see those flowers?
You've gotta be ready.
Prepare a face
to meet...
Where do the dreams go?
Huh?
Make it sadder
Can you make it better?
Lord, sailing away
Lord, he's coming
Lord, he's coming
Your body.
It'll get you down
(woman vocalizing)
Sing, Lord.
Ain't got enough.
You never are,
are you?
Lord, he's comin' home
Coming home
Laszlo.
How can one
save the world?
Ah, I just wanted to ask you
the same question, sir.
You?
I, too, have failed.
Saragossa does not exist.
(chuckles)
I invented it, sir.
What is the name
of our street?
Oh, it has no name.
It's just
a cul-de-sac, sir.
Hmm.
What are you going
to do now?
The same, I suppose...
to serve you, sir.
You're not going
to throw me out.
You can't live
without me, sir.
You think so?
I know it, sir.
(Laszlo)
Leo, do you remember
what your mother
used to play?
(playing classical
piano melody)
Isn't it lovely?
Beautiful, beautiful.
(Leo gasps)
Ah!
Laszlo!
Laszlo!
(street chatter)
Roscoe!
Anybody!
Roscoe!
(woman)
Oh, clear off
and get out of it, can't you?
(indistinct)
(shouting, laughing)
Good night, everybody!
Good night.
Good night.
Bye-bye.
(woman singing)
(Margaret)
I feel absolutely nothing.
I'm numb.
I just feel--
Don't talk to me
about feelings.
Please, my love,
let-- let me explain.
Explain?
You're always explaining!
Why can't you tell lies,
like other people?
"Yesterday, I killed a man."
What's the matter with you?
Oh, Margaret, it's very
difficult, but--
No, please, I do not wish
to know.
I'm going to leave you to all
the things you love best--
to your guilt, to your birds,
to your binoculars...
and to your bloody back.
It's worse now.
Ha!
No, not my back.
I can accept that.
You see...
there has been a rape!
Ah!
And a funeral&
Ah!
Just funeral, rape.
(nervous laugh)
I'm getting hysterical.
You are making me
hysterical.
You are making me hysterical!
I'm hysterical!
Help me!
Help me!
Please...
I'm hyst--
Yes, yes.
I'm hysterical.
Yes--
You were supposed
to hit me.
Oh, Margaret.
Penny for the guy, missus.
Penny for the guy, missus.
Please, missus, penny
for the guy, missus.
Leave me alone.
Margaret, wait!
I'm Miss!
Margaret! Margaret!
(boy continues begging)
Margaret?
I'm sorry, not now.
Margaret, we can't
leave it like this.
Just accept it, Leo,
and you'll feel a lot better.
Accept it.
(car stalls)
It's the end, I see.
Well, I-- I could see you
now and again, I suppose.
Could you?
Yes, I suppose you could.
Well, don't sound
so disappointed!
Margaret!
Good-bye!
Margaret.
No, please, Margaret.
Margaret!
(boy)
Don't get excited, mate,
it's only a woman!
Margaret, wait!
(boy laughing)
When the hand is
on your shoulder
The man is at the door
Door, door, door
There's a house of changes
I've got what
you're lookin' for
For a miracle happens
every day
Mm-hmm
Happiness is my trade
Have you met the devil?
Come on, brother,
come in and get laid.
Oh, don't you mind
the preacher
Who gets you
when you're down
Down, down, down
And tell you lots
of stories
About a cat
from out of town
Town, town, town
Come on down to my house
If you're lookin'
for some
For a miracle happens
every day
Come to Jasper's temple
Come on, brother,
come in and get laid.
Happiness is my trade
Come down and get laid
Ooh hoo hoo
Oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh oh
Bullshit.
Voodoo and hocus pocus
And razzmatazz
and all that jazz
Looky here...
I got me some science
That never grows old
Just watch me turn
this body, yeah
Directly into gold
Gold
You don't have to wait,
man
Until it gets old
'Cause a miracle happens
every day
Come to Jasper's temple
Come on, brother,
but first I get paid.
(overlapping chatter)
(man)
Hey, Jasper,
this fish stinks, man!
That's what they say about
why girls smell of fish,
but I smell roses.
(laughing)
(Jasper)
Aw, come on, baby, let's go.
Let's go on
and get there first.
Come on, baby, come on.
Come on, Salambo.
(overlapping chatter)
Brandy, please.
What you drinkin', baby?
All right, all right.
Let's get some--
Hey, baby.
Thank you, sir.
Three bob, please.
What are you drinkin', baby?
Come on.
(man)
Have you made up your mind yet?
(indistinct chatter)
(man)
All right, all right,
let's go.
What are you drinkin'
over there, baby?
(laughter, shouts)
Uh-uh!
Go on, get it, man.
Get out of it.
Push him.
Push him outta there.
(cheers, laughter)
Hey, come here, man.
All right.
(cheers, laughter)
Go on.
(laughter)
All right.
(overlapping chatter)
What?
Too much money.
Aw, man.
That's a small price
to pay.
And she's as fresh
as a field of daisies.
(wild laughter)
No, stop!
(room goes quiet)
(man)
What are you doing, man?
Hey, watch it, man!
Let me go.
You want a girl?
Yes, I do.
Cool it.
Come away from this place.
Come here, baby.
Come on, baby.
Thank you, no.
I want this girl.
You gotta be polite, then.
(laughing)
You gotta be cool, man.
Want a girl?
Yes.
You have some bread,
right?
All right.
Cool.
Come here, baby.
Swing, baby.
(man)
Hands across the sea!
Hey, what about me?
Shit!
(man)
Let's have them skins, man.
Come on, I'm going
to take you home.
Well, I've got my own place
I usually take guys to.
You've never
done this before.
Are you afraid?
Please don't go through
with this.
Ah, you'll soon change
your mind.
What's the matter,
don't you like niggers?
(gasps)
I am sorry.
It's just that I find this work
particularly offensive.
What are you after?
I'm going to stop you
from leading this life.
Christ, the Lord!
Busted on me
first time out.
Oh...
Please.
What about Roscoe?
Huh?
Think of your father!
Leave me alone!
Forgive me.
Jasper!
Forgive me.
Jasper!
Leave me alone!
Forgiv--
(speaking foreign
language)
Mama?
(trembling)
Mama?
(both speaking foreign language)
(knocking)
Madam, I'm going to help
your daughter.
Go on, clear off.
Go on.
I want to look after
your sister.
Tell him we don't want
any help.
Make him go.
She says she doesn't
want any help.
Please, madam.
Tell her, please.
Leave us alone.
Leave us alone!
Oh, mama!
(knock on door)
I was discreetly peeping in,
waiting for you
to break the ice.
(child crying)
Hello, everybody.
I am this little lady's
representative,
and I have a power of attorney
over her and all you survey.
I am like you, a true
friend of the people.
(child cries)
Sweet, aren't they?
Very old African custom,
the highest form
of greeting.
(speaking foreign language)
She says what a great honor
you have bestowed on her house.
By taking her daughter...
to be your concubine.
Concubine?
She didn't say that.
This girl will be my ward.
Madam, I live nearby.
That is my home.
Oh, anything you say, sir.
Of course, you realize, there
must be a slight charge.
What?
Oh, don't think of me,
think of her family,
her aged mother.
(speaking foreign language)
(child crying)
Just a small down payment
on the merchandise.
It's in mint condition.
24 months to pay.
How dare you.
I will give this lady
some money, flesh peddler!
Please, madam, take it.
Please.
Don't worry.
You can rely on me.
Come on.
Where we goin'?
(Leo)
To a better life.
(both indistinct)
Tomorrow we'll get you
some new clothes
and start your studies.
(gasps)
Hey, who's
the old woman?
Oh, Nanny.
This is Salambo.
Nanny will look after you.
Did he buy you, too?
Oh, this is too much.
I'm leaving!
Oh, now, don't go.
Don't go, please.
Don't mind me,
will you?
What is Margaret going
to say?
Now, don't be silly.
We are going to care
for her.
First thing in the morning,
I go to Margaret and tell her.
Ah, yeah.
And, remember,
thou shalt not covet
thy neighbor's
maid servant!
(gasps)
It's her or me!
(Salambo laughs)
Hilda!
(Salambo singing)
(door opens down hallway)
(Salambo)
Anybody awake in this house?
(door closes)
(footsteps)
Is there anybody awake
in this house?
Is there anybody there?
(knock on door)
Are you still awake?
Protect me, oh, Lord.
My boat is so little
and your sea so large.
Can I come in?
(door opens)
I'm tired.
I want to go to sleep.
Can't we get on with it?
No.
No, I'm not going to.
Surely, you don't
really want to.
Do you?
Well, not really.
But don't you?
I do, but I won't.
Okay.
Mm.
(speaking foreign language)
Don't you like women?
Uh, yes.
Do you just want to look?
Is that it?
I gave my word.
"My word."
(laughing)
(chuckling)
(sniffling)
(sobbing)
It's all gone wrong.
We were happy in Africa.
We were a family,
but dad wanted to
come here so bad.
And now he's dead.
The rent is ridiculous.
He took everything.
Jasper and then Roscoe.
He helped,
but he's inside now,
and I love him.
It'll be all right.
Go up to your room.
You are safe now.
I've never slept
on me own before.
I'll be ever so quiet.
We had to get money
somehow.
Jasper said mom
could live free
if I went with him.
What am I gonna do?
What's gonna happen to us?
The house?
Give the house away?
Mm-hmm.
To whom?
To Salambo and her family,
her people.
Charming.
Where are the papers?
I'm ready to sign.
Here are your
papers, sir.
Give them to me.
No.
(laughs)
I'll give you
the strawberry.
I don't care about
the strawberry.
Give it to me.
No, I don't.
(humming)
Come on, Laszlo.
Give it to me.
Sir, I have an idea.
If you're feeling
philanthropic,
make a contribution
to a recognized charity.
We can claim it
against the tax.
My mind is made up.
But if all those people
can live for free
in all those houses,
who is going to
pay us rent?
You will alter
the balance of power.
Do you remember
the Versailles Treaty?
(Salambo laughs)
Rent?
What rent?
Your father bought up all
this property during the war
as a little nest egg
for you, for us.
This street?
From end to end.
Oh, how could you,
father?!
Hey, you're our landlord.
You never told me!
You never asked me, sir!
Where do you think
your money comes from?
(humming)
No!
No, no!
If I own all the street,
I will give it all away!
All the poor people
will have
all the houses!
Fantastic!
Give him the papers!
(gunshot)
Give it to me!
But the shareholders,
what about them?
What about them?
You know them as the Patriots
from Saragossa, sir.
Oh, Saragossa!
Very well, sir.
Please accept
my resignation.
No, no.
You are fired!
(chuckles)
Whee!
Come on.
Here's a guy.
Put it, uh,
right at the top.
I can't reach it!
Try again.
Where's mom?
She's at the laundry.
Where?
Hey, thanks for
the fireworks, mister.
They're great.
We got 25 rockets...
Uh, good!
We're all gonna live
in his house!
Oh, great!
Good, good!
Where'd they go?
They've gone to the laundry.
You sure?
Yeah.
Go on.
Have you seen my mum?
Get out of it,
you little trollop!
Go on,
get out of it!
There she is, over there.
Hey, mama.
Mama...
(both speaking
foreign language)
Dont worry with that,
girl, he no good.
Go ahead,
talk to yourself!
Busy body!
Mama, come.
(overlapping chatter)
Ladies!
Listen to me.
You bloody ingrate!
(Leo)
Please.
No, listen, please.
Go back where you come from!
Please, ladies!
Please.
Please, listen to me.
I want to help you,
all of you.
He helped me.
Now, we all--
(shouting in foreign language)
(all laughing)
Shut up and listen!
He's a good man!
He's trying to tell you now.
He brought us food
and clothes.
(speaking foreign language)
Hey, what is a nice girl
like you
doing in a place
like this, huh?
(all laughing)
I am guilty of your poverty.
Let me repay you.
First, you repay me.
You owe me for Salambo,
right?
Yes, you do!
What has that man
ever done for you?
I tell you he is out
to keep you poor!
Just as I am.
Now, that's enough from you.
Now, get out!
Don't refuse me.
Listen!
(woman)
Oh, Roscoe!
I have money.
Roscoe!
We can make it
in the good place.
I give you everything.
There's Roscoe!
I promise.
Roscoe.
(woman)
Roscoe's back!
Look out!
Salambo's my girl!
I'll kill you!
I'll kill you!
You evil bastard!
I'll kill you!
Get him off me!
Get him-- get him off!
I'm gonna kill you!
He's evil, this bastard!
He's evil.
I'm going to kill him!
I'll kill him!
She was just a kid!
She was just a kid!
What does he think
he's doing?
Get him off!
I'll kill him!
I'll kill him!
I am Jasper!
I'll kill you!
I'll kill you!
I am Jasper!
I'll kill you!
What is this about buying
and selling?
Leave me alone!
(Salambo)
Roscoe! Roscoe!
He's gonna give us
all the houses!
Roscoe!
He's a madman!
Those who have it keep it!
They never give
anything away!
Roscoe!
Roscoe!
I love you!
He never touched me!
I was saving her for you.
Roscoe, there is no hope
for the world
if you can see no possibility
for improvement.
Roscoe, trust him.
Trust him.
Show us, show us,
then we'll trust you.
(woman yodeling)
Show me!
(all cheering)
(woman)
Come on, let's go!
Come on, let's go!
(all singing indistinctly)
It's amazing.
The whole street's gone mad.
It's great!
(singing, shouting)
Now, all you people, go quietly
back to your homes.
(Salambo)
What are they doing?
This man has no legal right
to offer you anything.
Leo, my darling...
I'm sorry--
I should have never left you.
Now, we're all going to
the country, peace and quiet.
Stand aside!
Come on!
Leo!
This man is not responsible
for his actions!
(singing out)
Can't you see he's mad
as a hatter?
Mad as a hatter!
Mad as a hatter!
(all chanting)
Mad as a hatter!
Mad as a hatter!
Mad as a hatter!
Mad as a hatter!
Mad as a hatter...
No, no.
(chanting stops)
And there's your answer!
Well, what did you expect?
Let's go!
No, Roscoe!
These people are mad!
This house is yours!
Take it!
(Salambo)
Give him a chance!
Give him a chance!
You bitch!
You bloody bitch!
Hmm?
I'll kill you!
It's all your fault!
Let go of me!
(all shouting)
Margaret!
That's it, that's it!
That's enough!
Stop it!
Margaret, please!
Dah!
Aah!
(indistinct shouting)
(Margaret)
Get your filthy black hands
off me!
I want you!
Oh, my God, I want you!
Take me to the palace!
Take them!
Put me down!
I want you!
I want you!
I want you.
Oh, God!
God!
I want him!
This is mob rule,
I believe.
Jungle law!
As legal representative,
I demand safe conduct.
I have a heart condition!
I have a heart condition!
I'm not to be exposed
to this sort of thing!
(Max)
Habeas corpus, from the Latin.
"To have his body!"
May I have my body back?
I am a doctor.
I have special privileges!
I have my own parking space,
you know!
(Max)
Let me be legal advisor!
Moderate charges!
Please!
Put me down!
I shan't tell anybody!
Absolute discretion!
Hippocratic oath,
you know.
(Max)
We can't go back to--
(cheering)
(woman)
Oh, God, there's another lot!
Laszlo, please.
Come on.
Come on, Kowalski.
Come down here,
you big baby!
(crowd laughing)
Come on.
Now, there's no honey
for you tonight!
(laughter)
You come here,
or I cut it off!
(laughter)
You better come home before
it's too late, brother!
(cheering)
Sorry, big guy.
I sure love my honey pot.
(crowd cheers)
Come back here!
(Jasper)
It's all right for you to have
principles, Leo!
You can afford
to choose poverty!
(booing)
Laszlo, surrender.
I command you.
Go back, sir.
Go back or I'll fire.
Give it to me.
Please.
Laszlo.
Yeah?
Saragossa.
Saragossa?
See the strawberry.
Strawberry?
Roller skates.
Father.
(gunshot)
(screaming, shouting)
Leo!
Leo!
I'm sorry.
I had to do it, sir.
Leo!
(woman)
Oh, God, they're gonna kill us.
Oh, God, they're gonna
kill us all!
The die is cast.
The die is cast.
There's only one way.
Shh!
Don't panic, don't panic.
Don't panic!
Don't panic!
Move on!
Move on!
Fall back quiet.
Fall back quiet.
Don't panic.
There's only one way for us now.
Only one way, but don't panic.
Organize yourselves.
Organize yourselves.
Come back this way.
Come on.
Come on.
(man)
Only one way.
(men singing
in foreign language)
(man)
Fire!
Fire!
(chaotic shouting)
(man)
Use your weapons.
Fire! Fire!
(gunshots)
(Salambo)
There he is!
(Leo)
Give up and surrender!
Never!
Go!
(fireworks whistling,
exploding)
(man)
Come on!
Come on.
(all shouting)
(man)
Let us out!
Come on, let's go!
Come on!
Come on.
(group singing)
Don't come too close!
Come on out.
We won't hurt you.
Come out!
(speaking foreign language)
(chanting)
Come on!
(all)
Out! Out!
Out! Out! Out!
You're burning, but you just
don't know it!
(woman)
Well, you are anyway!
You're all burning,
but you just don't know it!
(chanting)
Laszlo! Laszlo! Laszlo...
(crowd quiets)
(explosion)
(screaming)
(crowd quiets again)
(explosion)
(screaming)
(woman)
Are you all right?
(man)
Where are the children?
(coughing, crying, groaning)
(man)
Here-- over here!
Come on!
Well, you didn't change
the world, did you?
No, but we changed
our street.
(all laughing)
(woman singing)
We have no windows
(singing continues
indistinctly)
(laughter)
(man)
Remember this song?
Oh, when the hopes go
Up in the sky
With all of the longings
You thought were lost
But they're only waiting
Up in the sky
For someone to find them
For someone to get
high enough
Where do the dreams go?
Up in the sky
With all of the hopes
You thought were lost
You thought were lost
But they're only waiting
Up in the sky
For someone to find them
For someone to get high
Bed, laid, feather, enough
(roaring)
talking, scatting, singing)
(male singer)
Got evolution
On my mind
(man)
I'll be watching you, baby!
(male singer)
Now, you just watch that man
Comin' down your street
He comes from everywhere
Like a movie star
He's going to the end
In a great big car
But keep it in mind,
brother
Who you are
(man)
Prepare the face...
(male singer)
The whole human race is
Rolled up in your car
(man)
...to meet the faces
that you meet.
(male singer)
And the dinosaur, man
Thought it would last
forever
(woman)
Well, he's only thinking
about him.
(male singer)
First man tried
To make a song
Sounded very strange
Doesn't matter how
you sing
If you're not
gonna make it
'Round the harmony chain
(woman)
He can't remember his song.
(man)
How do the words go?
(second man)
I'm gonna spook you!
Spook.
(woman)
What's so special about him?
(overlapping chatter)
(male singer)
Father is dead
Know you're ahead
Whatcha gonna do
for the family?
Man, you've been
on my mind
You cost a fortune
Now you're in a bind
That car is driving you
Down a one-way street
Gotta get it right
at the stop
You're not very clever
Well, I've seen you before
Playing another part
(man, woman)
I've seen you...
Seen you before.
The whole human race is
rolled up in your car
It's a family, man
So you've got the company
You're the dinosaur, man
And you can
make it better
Welcome.
Welcome home.
Nan.
Leo.
(chuckles)
Nan.
(chandelier tinkling)
(indistinct murmuring)
(woman)
What?
He caught one.
He caught what?
A bird.
A bird?
Orn-i-thol-o-gy.
Ornithologist.
He's an ornithologist.
Bird-watcher.
Ah, yes.
He's a bird-watcher.
His head, his feet--
Birds.
Everything is
as it was before--
before your father
dropped dead.
Birds.
It was very beautiful,
sir.
Bombs were falling,
and--
And your father
always calm.
Always.
De Gaulle was
sitting here,
Churchill over there.
De Gaulle...
very tall.
Churchill,
slightly drunk.
Huh.
They crossed...
(exhales)
...they planned...
(exhales)
...they pledged.
Excuse me.
No, no.
(speaking French)
I'll do it, Hilda.
(speaking French)
Dankeschn, Laszlo.
Auf Wiedersehen.
Galapagos.
Huh?
Galapagos.
Ga-lap-a-gos.
Oh, is it serious?
Are you shocked?
No.
It's an island.
Disappointed?
No.
(woman)
A bird sanctuary.
Hurt?
No.
It's very hot.
He was always
catching cold.
Relief, love, pity?
He's much better
now.
Indifference?
No.
(speaking French)
Nothing?
Yes.
Hmm.
(all laughing)
(man)
He feels nothing.
(woman)
He feels nothing.
(man)
Nothing?
Where has he been?
(woman)
Watching. Watching birds.
(man)
Migrating birds.
(squawking)
(woman)
I remember the song.
How do the words go?
(man)
Wh-what's happening?
I don't get it.
(muttering)
(woman singing softly)
He's asleep.
Oh, yes, rest.
Plenty of rest.
What's wrong,
exactly?
Malaise.
Malaise.
Is he going to die?
Eventually.
Aren't we all?
Aren't we all?
(chuckling)
(woman)
Watching birds,
trying to remember his song.
Very strange.
(man)
I don't get it.
What kind of movie is this,
anyway?
(second man)
Let me explain.
(woman)
Trying to connect you.
(second woman)
He feels nothing.
(man)
Prepare a face to meet
the faces
that you meet.
(second man)
Who are those people?
(man)
I'll tell you.
That's David...
Ah, Leo.
...Leo's doctor.
(Leo sneezes)
Bless you.
Thank you.
Making fine progress,
are we?
Good, that's it.
(man)
Max, the family lawyer.
Everything's in hand, Leo,
not to worry.
Just a few legal ends
to be tied up.
You can rely on me,
as your father did.
(man)
Laszlo, estate manager,
arch patriot.
You can depend on me.
(man)
Margaret, determined to
marry Leo at any cost,
as long as he's paying.
(man)
Hilda&
(chuckling)
Better soon.
(man)
Leo's nanny.
(woman)
The doctor.
(man)
The lawyer.
(second man)
The patriot.
(woman)
The nanny.
The bitch.
(man)
They've been reading the will.
Now do you see?
(man)
Oh! I guess so.
(second man)
Oh, yeah.
(people chattering, laughing)
(bongos playing)
(woman sighs)
Laszlo.
(chuckling)
Eat up your dinner!
Huh?
Nuts and raisins.
You're wasting away.
There'll be nothing
left of you.
(Leo)
"Jasper McLaren."
Hmm, there he is.
What does he want?
Ah, the rent.
(arguing indistinctly)
(whistling)
(bag clangs)
(coughs)
(boy)
Dad? Dad!
Dad, come on!
Come on, dad!
Dad!
Come on, dad!
Dad, come on!
Oh, dad!
Ah, my dad's ill!
Help, he's ill!
Dad!
It's my dad, it's my dad!
Dad!
It's his heart.
He's had it before.
It's his heart.
Ah, come on.
Come on.
Oh, my--
Come on.
(woman)
Is that your dad?
(boy)
It's my dad.
(woman)
Should I pick up his bag?
(boy)
Yeah.
(door bells ring)
(woman)
Oh, Christ,
what the bloody hell's
going on now?
(man)
I did nothing!
(Margaret)
Leo?
Anything the matter?
No, nothing the matter.
(David, Max, Margaret, in turn)
Nothing the matter.
Nothing the matter?
Nothing.
Nothing the matter?
Nothing.
What's wrong exactly?
Feels nothing.
Nothing the matter.
Where do they all go?
Malaise.
Very strange.
Aren't we all?
Nothing the matter.
Nothing.
Nothing.
What's wrong?
Don't remember his song...
Pick a sad song.
...how the words go.
Dreams go.
Can you make it better?
Lost them.
Where do they all go?
(man singing)
Where do the dreams go?
Up in the sky
With all of the hopes
You thought were lost
But they're only waiting
Up in the sky
For someone to find them
For someone
to get high enough
There was a man
who lost the dream
Do they really fly away?
Looked up,
didn't see a thing
Just a bird flying
Oh, well,
he searched the sky
In a foreign land
Follow your eye
Hoping to look up high
To understand
That the answer's
waiting there
Where do the hopes go?
Up in the sky
With all of the longings
You thought were lost
But they're only waiting
Up in the sky
For someone to find them
For someone
to get high enough
Well, the city world
is very rough
Hard to get up tall enough
Catch it,
or it disappears
Like a bird flying
Well, you gotta
get up high
To breathe the air
Reach for freedom
everywhere
You've got to try
to understand
That the answer's
waiting there
Man of the city
Under a cloud
Just spread those wings out
You thought were lost
But they're only waiting
Up in the sky
For someone to find them
For someone
to get high enough
Leo, you look
simply marvelous.
Thank you, Laszlo.
I wish you'd learn to shake
hands like an Englishman.
Look, look what progress
we are making.
Yes, yes, well, excuse me,
but I'm in involved.
A bird in hand waits
for no man.
Leo, wait!
You remember you promised.
I'm asking you again,
for the third time.
Your father asked me.
You remember,
"noblesse oblige."
I will, I will.
So we can expect you
at our next meeting, then?
Until then.
Patriots for peace.
What?
Saragossa.
(chuckling)
(whistling)
Hey, look, there's a bird
in the place!
A bird!
Watch!
Watch it!
(overlapping excited chatter)
There it goes!
Over there!
Over there!
Over there!
(alarmed shouting)
Please, we have to pick
all of these things up.
(laughing)
(screaming and shouting)
Man of the city
Under a cloud
Just spread those wings out
That you thought
were lost
But they're only waiting
Up in the sky
For someone to find them
For someone
to get high enough
No!
No!
(Leo)
Leave her alone.
Roscoe, where are you?
Come down, quickly.
The family.
Oh...
Hilda!
Hilda, call the police!
Hilda!
(Hilda)
I've got a cake
in the oven.
Rape!
Rape!
Stop!
Pig!
Stop!
(boy)
Look, I told you, didn't I?
Go on, get off her!
You shit!
There you are!
(woman)
Sick and tired of you
with your filthy ways!
(retching)
(Leo)
Look what he did to her.
Look at her dress!
There, Roscoe, there.
Yes, yes.
Yes.
Yes, good.
(honking horn)
(horn honking continuously)
(horn waning)
(horn stops)
(slurping, smacking)
(man belches)
(man)
Prepare.
(second man)
Can't.
(man)
Prepare.
(second man)
I can't.
(moaning)
(woman)
Oh, love&
(second woman)
Trying to defend me.
(disconnected voices)
Trying to connect with me.
So dedicated.
Trying to connect you.
How the words go.
Trying to connect you.
How the words go.
(indistinct gibberish)
Trying to connect you!
(overlapping chatter)
Trying to connect you!
How lovely.
Trying to connect you.
Trying to connect you.
Trying to connect you.
Ah, Leo!
(laughing)
(overlapping chatter continues)
The whole human race
is disgusting.
Water, please.
Here.
Leo, everything's
prepared.
What?
Um, where?
Down below.
The meeting.
Tonight?
But of course.
My father is dead,
Laszlo.
But his cause lives.
(men chanting)
Saragossa! Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Saragossa!
Sarag--
Gentlemen, we are honored
to have here
for the first time,
the true head
of our little group.
But remember,
from little acorns,
great oak trees grow.
(all cheering)
(clearing throat)
Leo, say a few words.
In which language?
In your English.
They will understand.
Friends,
it is
with great pleasure
that I welcome you here
in person tonight.
And you welcome me...
in-- into your...
womb.
Bosom.
Bosom.
(scattered chuckles)
Friends, fellow humans,
even though sexual passion
may be
gross and perverted,
even though hunger strokes,
man does not live
by fear alone.
Even though, now,
not 50 yards from here,
frozen turkeys defrost
while hungry children
look on...
I love you all.
The human race is not
the sweetest.
I love you, as I love
people of all colors--
white, red, yellow, black--
especially black--
and all those mixtures
of color
on God's great palate.
This earth,
this superb isle--
This--
Eh, what did I tell you?
What we need is
a strong king!
(all cheering)
(speaking Italian)
(singing in mixed languages)
It's a beautiful song.
I-I must translate it
for you.
"Lock away, oh, my mother,
"all my fancy dresses,
"all my colorful dresses,
it's time for mourning."
She meant national
mourning, of course.
"I can't wear them anymore.
"The only color I can wear now
is black,
black, black."
Oh, it's a beautiful song.
(disconnected voices,
male and female)
Music from a father...
Trying to connect you.
Do I dare presume?
Prepare a face to meet
the faces that you meet.
(laughter)
To meet the faces
that you meet.
When I hear laughter,
I hear the roar
of the wild beast.
Baudelaire, I think.
(indistinct chatter)
As Baudelaire said...
(correcting)
Baud-elaire.
Baudelaire.
Her face.
Things fly apart.
(overlapping chatter)
To meet the faces...
I still don't get it.
Let me explain.
(laughter)
Oh, the universe!
He can't remember.
He can't remember
his song.
How the words go.
How the words go.
Can you make it better?
Is there a verse
after death?
The universe!
Rotten.
The universe into a ball.
Can you make it better?
Trying to connect you.
Is there a verse
after death?
The universe...
(overlapping chatter)
The universe
into a ball.
Trying to connect you.
Do not go gently!
Rage!
Rage against the dying.
The lying!
The lying will
connect you.
Leo the last.
(indistinct)
(woman moaning)
I'm-- I'm sorry.
Excuse me.
Guns?
What's happened?
Laszlo.
Yes?
What is this?
They are arms,
in case of emergency.
Emergency?
Yes.
In case of revolution.
What revolution?
I am a pacifist!
But...but...but...
How dare you use
my father's house for this!
But you promised!
I am a pacifist!
Leo!
Get out!
I'm against violence!
Get out!
Violence shows us nothing!
Get out!
Get out of my house!
I'll kill you!
I'll kill you!
I love you,
but I'll kill you!
Get out!
Peace!
We must have peace!
(Laszlo playing piano)
Out!
You, too, Laszlo!
Out!
Out!
Out!
Get out!
(screaming, chattering)
That's very strange.
Darling, do you remember
seeing a hole there?
No, no, darling.
With heads popping up
out of it?
Darling,
you are dreaming.
There were--
Come on, come on.
Oh, darling,
I ache for you.
I ache for--
I love you.
I love you.
Darling, you know
that I love you...
but...
though I love myself.
I love the world.
At least I love
the people in it,
but only at long range.
You see, the closer I get,
the further away I feel.
(disconnected voices,
in turn)
He feels nothing.
Nothing.
He can't remember
his song.
Very strange.
All you possess.
His song.
His song.
All you possess.
He feels nothing.
Do not go gently.
Nothing at all.
Can't remember.
Possess.
Can't remember his song.
All you possess.
(water dripping)
Can I help you, sir?
Oh, it is you.
Careful,
I'm very angry!
But I want to
help you, sir.
No more meetings here!
Do you understand?
Gather your possessions
and go!
(gasps)
But where?
Where shall I go, sir?
I don't care!
It's too late!
Stop!
This is also a bomb?
History repeats itself.
Give it to me.
No.
Give it to me.
I won't.
Give it to me!
No!
Give it to me, please.
Leo, please,
give it to me.
I will give you
anything you want,
but give me
the sugar bowl!
No!
He killed himself
with this.
This what?
Who?
One of my ancestors.
Huh?
With this.
He couldn't bear
the shame of defeat...
(blows)
...of failure.
He unscrewed this
from the top.
He put it into a gun.
(imitates ramrod)
And, Santa Madonna...
click!
And he was dead.
With a strawberry?
With a silver strawberry.
Perfect, beautiful.
Isn't it?
Sir, I'm terribly sorry
I let you down.
I'm going to get rid
of all this.
I don't want you
to be arrested.
Uh, well, you are
forgiven now, Laszlo.
But uh--
(police siren approaching)
What is this?
Good God, police!
Police.
Are you scared?
Scared to defend my home?
Ah-ah!
Keep calm, Laszlo.
(siren passes, fades)
I'll try.
Mm-hmm.
First, we'll have a look.
Surreptitiously?
Exactly, to see--
or not to be
near the scene.
Are they throwing out
the call then?
I think so.
(Laszlo)
Oh, no, Leo, we are saved.
It's someone in that house
that they're after.
(woman laughing)
(Leo)
Ah, this man Kowalski--
there was a fight yesterday.
Perhaps...
(woman, singing)
If you've come to meet me
Just gimme
lots of ground
(singing indistinct
in the street chatter)
Run, Roscoe, run!
The fuzz!
Run!
(Leo)
Ah, it's Roscoe they want.
(Laszlo)
You know the names
of these people?
(Leo)
Well...
(Laszlo)
What now?
(Leo)
I don't know.
Wait.
(singing woman now laughing)
(Leo)
The police are with Salambo.
Ah, I know this man!
This is a hero, a real friend
of the people.
(crowd cheering)
Oh, no!
(crowd continues cheering)
(Laszlo)
He has a certain style.
(Leo chuckles)
(Leo)
Oh, ha ha!
This girl!
Give it to me!
(cheering)
Look at this!
Look at this!
(Laszlo)
You see, the police are
no fools.
They have seen him!
Look out, Roscoe!
(car horn honking)
(Leo)
Where is he?
Where is he?
(Laszlo)
Ooh, the police are on the roof!
(woman)
Where did he go?
(Leo)
But the bird has flown.
(Laszlo)
There!
There he is!
He's too quick for them.
He's free.
(Leo)
Ah, I'm afraid not!
Reinforcements are at hand.
(Laszlo)
Look. Huh.
(woman)
Look out, Roscoe!
Run, Roscoe!
Run!
(crowd shouting)
(Leo)
Oh, what panache!
(Laszlo)
Look!
This is his silver strawberry.
But he's innocent!
He's guilty!
(Leo)
He's innocent!
(crowd shouting)
(woman singing indistinctly)
(singing woman now laughing)
(siren blaring)
Roscoe!
All right,
all right.
I'll take care of you now.
He didn't do nothing!
He didn't do nothing!
(Laszlo)
Feel the water
caressing you,
slowly, up and down,
and up and down.
Now, slowly, slowly.
Feel your fingertips together.
The freedom will come
from your fingertips.
Touch your faces.
Touch your faces
with your fingertips.
Like this.
Touch your faces.
Sense your skin.
Touch your hair.
Touch your hair.
Feel the fingertips
on your hair.
Feel the sensation flowing
from your fingertips
into your hair.
'Round your body, free,
and touch your fingertips
together.
Hands up!
Let your fingertips touch
each other,
and the freedom flow
from one to the other.
You want to share your freedom
with your neighbor.
Turn to your neighbor.
Touch your neighbor's face
with your fingertips.
The feeling is flowing
from your neighbor's fingertips
and back to yourselves.
Touch your neighbor's face,
touch his hair,
touch her hair.
Touch with your fingertips,
and touch your fingertips
together.
Your fingertips together,
freedom flowing,
one to the other.
Freedom flowing.
And now you're beginning
to feel that freedom
in your own conscious.
Feel that freedom.
(chanting)
You have shed your clothes.
Now shed your inhibitions,
your guilt.
Awaken those dead feelings.
Let them float
to the surface.
Let them fly up.
Now, say what you feel.
What do you feel?
Reborn.
And what do you feel?
Liberated!
I feel alive!
And what do you feel?
I feel happy, happy!
I feel wonderful!
And what do you feel?
I feel wet.
I feel embarrassed.
Now, total immersion.
Down, up,
down... up...
down... up...
down... up.
I feel nothing.
Down.
Communicate with the water.
Up.
I feel nothing.
Down.
Let it engulf you.
Up.
But I feel nothing.
Down.
Discover the now.
Up.
Down.
Massage the emotions.
Up.
I feel nothing.
Now, drifting, drifting.
Undulate, drift, undulate.
The freedom is undulating
through you.
You are beginning now
to feel free.
Drift, drift.
Your being is caressing
the moment, the now.
Drift and undulate.
Your door is open.
Release, respond,
drift, and undulate.
You know I love you?
Yes, I know you do, Leo.
But you are disturbed,
my darling.
Just relax and tell me
all about it.
You are ready now to express
all your freedom
spontaneously.
Arouse those dead feelings,
those dead responses.
You're growing freer.
Is it the national crisis?
Is it the world crisis?
No.
Hmm?
Now, just relax
and tell me.
I saw a man unfairly
arrested yesterday.
(Laszlo)
Soft and smooth.
He filled my eyes
with light.
Without him, his family
will collapse.
(Laszlo)
Undulate.
He is black.
Police brutality.
(Laszlo)
And undulate, drift...
I feel I should help.
(Laszlo)
Softly, drift...
I-- I feel I should help.
(Laszlo)
Good, Leo.
I feel I should help!
Good.
Bobbing up and down again!
Up and down...
I feel I must help!
Oh, Leo!
I feel!
Feel!
I feel!
Oh, my darling!
I feel!
Oh, you saved him!
I feel!
I feel!
I feel!
You are released!
Open your souls,
open your breasts!
I feel!
(man)
Real feelings?
I feel!
I feel!
Caviar, fois gras,
soup, six loaves,
butter, salami.
Lamb chops, one dozen.
Frozen chicken, rump,
porterhouse, silverside, chunk.
Four tins of baked beans,
two tins of string beans.
California peaches,
modern glaze.
(indistinct)
Six Sicilian coffee,
assorted biscuits.
Champagne.
You know this family
on the second floor?
It's for us!
It's for us!
It's for us!
It's for us!
Mom, mom, mom!
(bongos playing)
(man singing)
Town tell ya
Town
'Bout the folk who care
Care
When you're down
Down
Tell you somebody cares
And the town spins around
Spins around
Someone's watching
Someone
No more clouds
No more clouds
Pass away-ay-ay-o
Ay-ay-o
Leaving a sunny day-o
Sunny
Did it set you down?
Down, down
Got a friend
Friend
Someone's watching there
Somebody cares
Lot's to eat
and plenty of wine
Lord, I'm doin' fine
Streets are paved
with gold
You eat with silver
And you never grow old
Brother,
wish you were here
I'll send you a ticket
And maybe you'll come
To visit me
Next year
Man, when you looked up
To the sky
Clouds were passing by
(background singers harmonizing
indistinctly]
So far away
Did you stow away?
Did you follow one
to sea?
Out to sea
Well, did it set you down?
Well, I got here safe
The city is
a beautiful place
Lots to eat
and plenty of wine
Lord, I'm doin' fine
The streets are all
a'paved with gold
You eat with silver
And you never grow old
Brother,
wish you were here
I'll send you a ticket
And maybe you'll come
To visit me
Next year
(gasps)
No.
Oh, let the nations be glad
and sing for joy,
for thou shall
judge the people righteously
and govern the nations
upon earth,
blah, blah, blah.
Now, now, Hilda.
It's too early for tears.
Only rehearsing.
(pastor)
Perhaps, if everyone is ready,
this time we can get it right.
It's all right.
(Pastor)
Where's the music?
Aren't you ready yet?
Of course
I'm ready.
(woman)
Well, there are
enough of you.
I'll waive my hand once
for the organ,
twice for the door.
Right.
We're not going
all the way back.
All right, we'll
do it from here.
There you are.
There's no use walking
as quickly as this.
They'll never get
the right timing.
Very well.
(organ begins)
(whispering inaudibly)
Stop!
(organ music stops)
I must confess!
Yesterday,
I killed a man!
Leo!
With kindness.
I killed a man
with kindness.
What are you talking about?
For God's sake!
Begging your pardon,
Padre.
For goodness sake,
Leo, shut up!
Carry on everyone,
Back to the
starting tapes.
Bitte, Leo.
Continue, Mr. Fortisso-
No, I can't go on!
I can't.
Margaret...
Margaret, I'm sorry.
It's my fault.
Forgive me.
I saw him die.
Leo!
Father, he's unwell.
Allow me to be
the judge of that.
I'm his doctor.
Leo, pull yourself
together, man!
I know him better
than you do.
I know his soul.
His soul?
You vain, self-centered
romantic.
Look at her, Leo.
She's a fine figure
of a woman.
With my body,
I thee worship.
Isn't that right, Padre?
Don't, don't--
Leo, Leo!
Come-- come here!
(Margaret)
Leo, how dare you!
Come back, you poof!
Faggot!
(Margaret)
This is so humiliating.
I've never been so
humiliated in my life!
Leo!
Now, now, now, now,
let me handle this, Max.
Let me handle this.
Calmly, Leo, calmly.
Undulate, undulate.
Feel the calm in your
fingertips.
That's right, undulate,
undulate.
Tips of your fingers together,
bobbing up and down.
Begin.
Up and down,
and up and down,
and up and down,
and up and down--
Calmly, Leo.
Nothing to worry about.
Undulate.
It's all right.
No need for you
to be like that.
Come on, Leo.
Come on!
(all talking at once)
(Margaret)
Leo, for my sake, please.
Please, please come--
Oh!
Leo, get out of there!
Calmly come down at once.
(Leo barking)
You filthy beast!
Please, Leo!
Ooh!
(Leo howling)
(preacher)
He's comin' to you, Lord!
Take him!
Here he comes, Lord,
one of your children!
Lord, you know brother Mardi has
fought a good a fight.
Amen.
Yeah.
You know brother Mardi has
run his race.
You know brother Mardi has
finished his course,
and now
he's comin' on home.
Now he's comin' on home.
(all)
Yeah!
Lord, you saw our brother
in the heat of the day,
tied against the forces that
would chain him to poverty.
(congregation exclaiming
throughout)
All of it against
the repressiveness
and oppressiveness
of our society.
This evil society.
(all)
Yeah!
You have heard him
in the midnight hour,
wonderin' when a change
is gonna come.
Moanin' and groanin',
and sometimes with tears rollin'
down the sides of his face.
You heard him say,
"I'm holdin' on.
I'm holdin' on.
I'm holdin' on..."
(congregation shouting,
repeating)
Oh, he held on, Lord,
he held on, Lord.
till he could hold no more.
Dry his eyes.
Dry his eyes.
And sit him down
at your table.
Oh, let him eat
all of the grapes,
and drink
all of the honey
his old heart desires.
Oh, Lord.
Oh, Lord.
Oh, Lord.
Oh, Lord.
Oh, Lord.
Oh, Lord.
Oh, Lord...
Comin' home.
Comin' home.
Comin' home.
I'm comin' home.
Lord, he's comin' home.
He's comin' home,
a comin' home.
I said, a Lord,
he's comin' home.
(all singing now)
Comin' home, comin' home
Lord, he's comin' home
He's comin' home
Wings like a dove
Comin' home, Lord,
he's comin' home
Stop it!
Stop it!
Stop it!
Stop it!
Lord, he's a comin' home
Ooh
Lord, he's comin' home
To the dreams, girl
Have a drink.
Lord, he's coming home
(man)
Can you make it better?
Can you?
(woman)
How can change change you?
All you possess.
You could've bought them
flowers.
(man)
Music from a farther room.
(disconnected voices
all speaking at once)
All the lonely people
I wonder where
they all go.
Plenty of nothing
Lord, he's comin' home
And it came to pass...
measure to measure.
Another drink?
Yeah.
He's a comin' home
Prepare a face to meet
the faces that you meet.
Lord, he's coming home
Take a sad song.
Just didn't matter.
(overlapping voices)
Awful.
Awful.
Did you see those flowers?
You've gotta be ready.
Prepare a face
to meet...
Where do the dreams go?
Huh?
Make it sadder
Can you make it better?
Lord, sailing away
Lord, he's coming
Lord, he's coming
Your body.
It'll get you down
(woman vocalizing)
Sing, Lord.
Ain't got enough.
You never are,
are you?
Lord, he's comin' home
Coming home
Laszlo.
How can one
save the world?
Ah, I just wanted to ask you
the same question, sir.
You?
I, too, have failed.
Saragossa does not exist.
(chuckles)
I invented it, sir.
What is the name
of our street?
Oh, it has no name.
It's just
a cul-de-sac, sir.
Hmm.
What are you going
to do now?
The same, I suppose...
to serve you, sir.
You're not going
to throw me out.
You can't live
without me, sir.
You think so?
I know it, sir.
(Laszlo)
Leo, do you remember
what your mother
used to play?
(playing classical
piano melody)
Isn't it lovely?
Beautiful, beautiful.
(Leo gasps)
Ah!
Laszlo!
Laszlo!
(street chatter)
Roscoe!
Anybody!
Roscoe!
(woman)
Oh, clear off
and get out of it, can't you?
(indistinct)
(shouting, laughing)
Good night, everybody!
Good night.
Good night.
Bye-bye.
(woman singing)
(Margaret)
I feel absolutely nothing.
I'm numb.
I just feel--
Don't talk to me
about feelings.
Please, my love,
let-- let me explain.
Explain?
You're always explaining!
Why can't you tell lies,
like other people?
"Yesterday, I killed a man."
What's the matter with you?
Oh, Margaret, it's very
difficult, but--
No, please, I do not wish
to know.
I'm going to leave you to all
the things you love best--
to your guilt, to your birds,
to your binoculars...
and to your bloody back.
It's worse now.
Ha!
No, not my back.
I can accept that.
You see...
there has been a rape!
Ah!
And a funeral&
Ah!
Just funeral, rape.
(nervous laugh)
I'm getting hysterical.
You are making me
hysterical.
You are making me hysterical!
I'm hysterical!
Help me!
Help me!
Please...
I'm hyst--
Yes, yes.
I'm hysterical.
Yes--
You were supposed
to hit me.
Oh, Margaret.
Penny for the guy, missus.
Penny for the guy, missus.
Please, missus, penny
for the guy, missus.
Leave me alone.
Margaret, wait!
I'm Miss!
Margaret! Margaret!
(boy continues begging)
Margaret?
I'm sorry, not now.
Margaret, we can't
leave it like this.
Just accept it, Leo,
and you'll feel a lot better.
Accept it.
(car stalls)
It's the end, I see.
Well, I-- I could see you
now and again, I suppose.
Could you?
Yes, I suppose you could.
Well, don't sound
so disappointed!
Margaret!
Good-bye!
Margaret.
No, please, Margaret.
Margaret!
(boy)
Don't get excited, mate,
it's only a woman!
Margaret, wait!
(boy laughing)
When the hand is
on your shoulder
The man is at the door
Door, door, door
There's a house of changes
I've got what
you're lookin' for
For a miracle happens
every day
Mm-hmm
Happiness is my trade
Have you met the devil?
Come on, brother,
come in and get laid.
Oh, don't you mind
the preacher
Who gets you
when you're down
Down, down, down
And tell you lots
of stories
About a cat
from out of town
Town, town, town
Come on down to my house
If you're lookin'
for some
For a miracle happens
every day
Come to Jasper's temple
Come on, brother,
come in and get laid.
Happiness is my trade
Come down and get laid
Ooh hoo hoo
Oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh oh
Bullshit.
Voodoo and hocus pocus
And razzmatazz
and all that jazz
Looky here...
I got me some science
That never grows old
Just watch me turn
this body, yeah
Directly into gold
Gold
You don't have to wait,
man
Until it gets old
'Cause a miracle happens
every day
Come to Jasper's temple
Come on, brother,
but first I get paid.
(overlapping chatter)
(man)
Hey, Jasper,
this fish stinks, man!
That's what they say about
why girls smell of fish,
but I smell roses.
(laughing)
(Jasper)
Aw, come on, baby, let's go.
Let's go on
and get there first.
Come on, baby, come on.
Come on, Salambo.
(overlapping chatter)
Brandy, please.
What you drinkin', baby?
All right, all right.
Let's get some--
Hey, baby.
Thank you, sir.
Three bob, please.
What are you drinkin', baby?
Come on.
(man)
Have you made up your mind yet?
(indistinct chatter)
(man)
All right, all right,
let's go.
What are you drinkin'
over there, baby?
(laughter, shouts)
Uh-uh!
Go on, get it, man.
Get out of it.
Push him.
Push him outta there.
(cheers, laughter)
Hey, come here, man.
All right.
(cheers, laughter)
Go on.
(laughter)
All right.
(overlapping chatter)
What?
Too much money.
Aw, man.
That's a small price
to pay.
And she's as fresh
as a field of daisies.
(wild laughter)
No, stop!
(room goes quiet)
(man)
What are you doing, man?
Hey, watch it, man!
Let me go.
You want a girl?
Yes, I do.
Cool it.
Come away from this place.
Come here, baby.
Come on, baby.
Thank you, no.
I want this girl.
You gotta be polite, then.
(laughing)
You gotta be cool, man.
Want a girl?
Yes.
You have some bread,
right?
All right.
Cool.
Come here, baby.
Swing, baby.
(man)
Hands across the sea!
Hey, what about me?
Shit!
(man)
Let's have them skins, man.
Come on, I'm going
to take you home.
Well, I've got my own place
I usually take guys to.
You've never
done this before.
Are you afraid?
Please don't go through
with this.
Ah, you'll soon change
your mind.
What's the matter,
don't you like niggers?
(gasps)
I am sorry.
It's just that I find this work
particularly offensive.
What are you after?
I'm going to stop you
from leading this life.
Christ, the Lord!
Busted on me
first time out.
Oh...
Please.
What about Roscoe?
Huh?
Think of your father!
Leave me alone!
Forgive me.
Jasper!
Forgive me.
Jasper!
Leave me alone!
Forgiv--
(speaking foreign
language)
Mama?
(trembling)
Mama?
(both speaking foreign language)
(knocking)
Madam, I'm going to help
your daughter.
Go on, clear off.
Go on.
I want to look after
your sister.
Tell him we don't want
any help.
Make him go.
She says she doesn't
want any help.
Please, madam.
Tell her, please.
Leave us alone.
Leave us alone!
Oh, mama!
(knock on door)
I was discreetly peeping in,
waiting for you
to break the ice.
(child crying)
Hello, everybody.
I am this little lady's
representative,
and I have a power of attorney
over her and all you survey.
I am like you, a true
friend of the people.
(child cries)
Sweet, aren't they?
Very old African custom,
the highest form
of greeting.
(speaking foreign language)
She says what a great honor
you have bestowed on her house.
By taking her daughter...
to be your concubine.
Concubine?
She didn't say that.
This girl will be my ward.
Madam, I live nearby.
That is my home.
Oh, anything you say, sir.
Of course, you realize, there
must be a slight charge.
What?
Oh, don't think of me,
think of her family,
her aged mother.
(speaking foreign language)
(child crying)
Just a small down payment
on the merchandise.
It's in mint condition.
24 months to pay.
How dare you.
I will give this lady
some money, flesh peddler!
Please, madam, take it.
Please.
Don't worry.
You can rely on me.
Come on.
Where we goin'?
(Leo)
To a better life.
(both indistinct)
Tomorrow we'll get you
some new clothes
and start your studies.
(gasps)
Hey, who's
the old woman?
Oh, Nanny.
This is Salambo.
Nanny will look after you.
Did he buy you, too?
Oh, this is too much.
I'm leaving!
Oh, now, don't go.
Don't go, please.
Don't mind me,
will you?
What is Margaret going
to say?
Now, don't be silly.
We are going to care
for her.
First thing in the morning,
I go to Margaret and tell her.
Ah, yeah.
And, remember,
thou shalt not covet
thy neighbor's
maid servant!
(gasps)
It's her or me!
(Salambo laughs)
Hilda!
(Salambo singing)
(door opens down hallway)
(Salambo)
Anybody awake in this house?
(door closes)
(footsteps)
Is there anybody awake
in this house?
Is there anybody there?
(knock on door)
Are you still awake?
Protect me, oh, Lord.
My boat is so little
and your sea so large.
Can I come in?
(door opens)
I'm tired.
I want to go to sleep.
Can't we get on with it?
No.
No, I'm not going to.
Surely, you don't
really want to.
Do you?
Well, not really.
But don't you?
I do, but I won't.
Okay.
Mm.
(speaking foreign language)
Don't you like women?
Uh, yes.
Do you just want to look?
Is that it?
I gave my word.
"My word."
(laughing)
(chuckling)
(sniffling)
(sobbing)
It's all gone wrong.
We were happy in Africa.
We were a family,
but dad wanted to
come here so bad.
And now he's dead.
The rent is ridiculous.
He took everything.
Jasper and then Roscoe.
He helped,
but he's inside now,
and I love him.
It'll be all right.
Go up to your room.
You are safe now.
I've never slept
on me own before.
I'll be ever so quiet.
We had to get money
somehow.
Jasper said mom
could live free
if I went with him.
What am I gonna do?
What's gonna happen to us?
The house?
Give the house away?
Mm-hmm.
To whom?
To Salambo and her family,
her people.
Charming.
Where are the papers?
I'm ready to sign.
Here are your
papers, sir.
Give them to me.
No.
(laughs)
I'll give you
the strawberry.
I don't care about
the strawberry.
Give it to me.
No, I don't.
(humming)
Come on, Laszlo.
Give it to me.
Sir, I have an idea.
If you're feeling
philanthropic,
make a contribution
to a recognized charity.
We can claim it
against the tax.
My mind is made up.
But if all those people
can live for free
in all those houses,
who is going to
pay us rent?
You will alter
the balance of power.
Do you remember
the Versailles Treaty?
(Salambo laughs)
Rent?
What rent?
Your father bought up all
this property during the war
as a little nest egg
for you, for us.
This street?
From end to end.
Oh, how could you,
father?!
Hey, you're our landlord.
You never told me!
You never asked me, sir!
Where do you think
your money comes from?
(humming)
No!
No, no!
If I own all the street,
I will give it all away!
All the poor people
will have
all the houses!
Fantastic!
Give him the papers!
(gunshot)
Give it to me!
But the shareholders,
what about them?
What about them?
You know them as the Patriots
from Saragossa, sir.
Oh, Saragossa!
Very well, sir.
Please accept
my resignation.
No, no.
You are fired!
(chuckles)
Whee!
Come on.
Here's a guy.
Put it, uh,
right at the top.
I can't reach it!
Try again.
Where's mom?
She's at the laundry.
Where?
Hey, thanks for
the fireworks, mister.
They're great.
We got 25 rockets...
Uh, good!
We're all gonna live
in his house!
Oh, great!
Good, good!
Where'd they go?
They've gone to the laundry.
You sure?
Yeah.
Go on.
Have you seen my mum?
Get out of it,
you little trollop!
Go on,
get out of it!
There she is, over there.
Hey, mama.
Mama...
(both speaking
foreign language)
Dont worry with that,
girl, he no good.
Go ahead,
talk to yourself!
Busy body!
Mama, come.
(overlapping chatter)
Ladies!
Listen to me.
You bloody ingrate!
(Leo)
Please.
No, listen, please.
Go back where you come from!
Please, ladies!
Please.
Please, listen to me.
I want to help you,
all of you.
He helped me.
Now, we all--
(shouting in foreign language)
(all laughing)
Shut up and listen!
He's a good man!
He's trying to tell you now.
He brought us food
and clothes.
(speaking foreign language)
Hey, what is a nice girl
like you
doing in a place
like this, huh?
(all laughing)
I am guilty of your poverty.
Let me repay you.
First, you repay me.
You owe me for Salambo,
right?
Yes, you do!
What has that man
ever done for you?
I tell you he is out
to keep you poor!
Just as I am.
Now, that's enough from you.
Now, get out!
Don't refuse me.
Listen!
(woman)
Oh, Roscoe!
I have money.
Roscoe!
We can make it
in the good place.
I give you everything.
There's Roscoe!
I promise.
Roscoe.
(woman)
Roscoe's back!
Look out!
Salambo's my girl!
I'll kill you!
I'll kill you!
You evil bastard!
I'll kill you!
Get him off me!
Get him-- get him off!
I'm gonna kill you!
He's evil, this bastard!
He's evil.
I'm going to kill him!
I'll kill him!
She was just a kid!
She was just a kid!
What does he think
he's doing?
Get him off!
I'll kill him!
I'll kill him!
I am Jasper!
I'll kill you!
I'll kill you!
I am Jasper!
I'll kill you!
What is this about buying
and selling?
Leave me alone!
(Salambo)
Roscoe! Roscoe!
He's gonna give us
all the houses!
Roscoe!
He's a madman!
Those who have it keep it!
They never give
anything away!
Roscoe!
Roscoe!
I love you!
He never touched me!
I was saving her for you.
Roscoe, there is no hope
for the world
if you can see no possibility
for improvement.
Roscoe, trust him.
Trust him.
Show us, show us,
then we'll trust you.
(woman yodeling)
Show me!
(all cheering)
(woman)
Come on, let's go!
Come on, let's go!
(all singing indistinctly)
It's amazing.
The whole street's gone mad.
It's great!
(singing, shouting)
Now, all you people, go quietly
back to your homes.
(Salambo)
What are they doing?
This man has no legal right
to offer you anything.
Leo, my darling...
I'm sorry--
I should have never left you.
Now, we're all going to
the country, peace and quiet.
Stand aside!
Come on!
Leo!
This man is not responsible
for his actions!
(singing out)
Can't you see he's mad
as a hatter?
Mad as a hatter!
Mad as a hatter!
(all chanting)
Mad as a hatter!
Mad as a hatter!
Mad as a hatter!
Mad as a hatter!
Mad as a hatter...
No, no.
(chanting stops)
And there's your answer!
Well, what did you expect?
Let's go!
No, Roscoe!
These people are mad!
This house is yours!
Take it!
(Salambo)
Give him a chance!
Give him a chance!
You bitch!
You bloody bitch!
Hmm?
I'll kill you!
It's all your fault!
Let go of me!
(all shouting)
Margaret!
That's it, that's it!
That's enough!
Stop it!
Margaret, please!
Dah!
Aah!
(indistinct shouting)
(Margaret)
Get your filthy black hands
off me!
I want you!
Oh, my God, I want you!
Take me to the palace!
Take them!
Put me down!
I want you!
I want you!
I want you.
Oh, God!
God!
I want him!
This is mob rule,
I believe.
Jungle law!
As legal representative,
I demand safe conduct.
I have a heart condition!
I have a heart condition!
I'm not to be exposed
to this sort of thing!
(Max)
Habeas corpus, from the Latin.
"To have his body!"
May I have my body back?
I am a doctor.
I have special privileges!
I have my own parking space,
you know!
(Max)
Let me be legal advisor!
Moderate charges!
Please!
Put me down!
I shan't tell anybody!
Absolute discretion!
Hippocratic oath,
you know.
(Max)
We can't go back to--
(cheering)
(woman)
Oh, God, there's another lot!
Laszlo, please.
Come on.
Come on, Kowalski.
Come down here,
you big baby!
(crowd laughing)
Come on.
Now, there's no honey
for you tonight!
(laughter)
You come here,
or I cut it off!
(laughter)
You better come home before
it's too late, brother!
(cheering)
Sorry, big guy.
I sure love my honey pot.
(crowd cheers)
Come back here!
(Jasper)
It's all right for you to have
principles, Leo!
You can afford
to choose poverty!
(booing)
Laszlo, surrender.
I command you.
Go back, sir.
Go back or I'll fire.
Give it to me.
Please.
Laszlo.
Yeah?
Saragossa.
Saragossa?
See the strawberry.
Strawberry?
Roller skates.
Father.
(gunshot)
(screaming, shouting)
Leo!
Leo!
I'm sorry.
I had to do it, sir.
Leo!
(woman)
Oh, God, they're gonna kill us.
Oh, God, they're gonna
kill us all!
The die is cast.
The die is cast.
There's only one way.
Shh!
Don't panic, don't panic.
Don't panic!
Don't panic!
Move on!
Move on!
Fall back quiet.
Fall back quiet.
Don't panic.
There's only one way for us now.
Only one way, but don't panic.
Organize yourselves.
Organize yourselves.
Come back this way.
Come on.
Come on.
(man)
Only one way.
(men singing
in foreign language)
(man)
Fire!
Fire!
(chaotic shouting)
(man)
Use your weapons.
Fire! Fire!
(gunshots)
(Salambo)
There he is!
(Leo)
Give up and surrender!
Never!
Go!
(fireworks whistling,
exploding)
(man)
Come on!
Come on.
(all shouting)
(man)
Let us out!
Come on, let's go!
Come on!
Come on.
(group singing)
Don't come too close!
Come on out.
We won't hurt you.
Come out!
(speaking foreign language)
(chanting)
Come on!
(all)
Out! Out!
Out! Out! Out!
You're burning, but you just
don't know it!
(woman)
Well, you are anyway!
You're all burning,
but you just don't know it!
(chanting)
Laszlo! Laszlo! Laszlo...
(crowd quiets)
(explosion)
(screaming)
(crowd quiets again)
(explosion)
(screaming)
(woman)
Are you all right?
(man)
Where are the children?
(coughing, crying, groaning)
(man)
Here-- over here!
Come on!
Well, you didn't change
the world, did you?
No, but we changed
our street.
(all laughing)
(woman singing)
We have no windows
(singing continues
indistinctly)
(laughter)
(man)
Remember this song?
Oh, when the hopes go
Up in the sky
With all of the longings
You thought were lost
But they're only waiting
Up in the sky
For someone to find them
For someone to get
high enough
Where do the dreams go?
Up in the sky
With all of the hopes
You thought were lost
You thought were lost
But they're only waiting
Up in the sky
For someone to find them
For someone to get high
Bed, laid, feather, enough
(roaring)