montage / safe / the one i love - scene 7 - michael john lachiusa lyrics
[writer]
opening montage:
lights * traffic * dogsh*t * screams
manhattan!
working title: “the one i love”
starring: me
screenplay: me
directed by: de palma
no
… me
long shot:
the hot place
the “in” place
“the” place:
tonight
friday night
may the twelfth
nineteen seventy*six a.d
pan across the room* no:
close up: me
looking good. looking hot
now pan across the room:
and everybody is
smoking this
and snorting that
and looking for this
and looking for that *
and zoom across the room
it’s an angel…
cut to:
hi
pretty decent music
[young thing]
it’s giving me a headache. i need a drink
[writer]
don’t we all need something * anything that will quench our thirst for beauty and еnd our search for happiness?
[young thing]
a beer’s fine
[writer]
pеrfection. oblivious. perfection
cut to:
a dance floor
now i’m working on a screenplay for newman
[young thing]
paul newman?
[writer]
what’s your name?
[young thing]
jackie
[writer]
jackie the angel
jackie my new*found muse
[young thing]
so you gonna grab us a cab or what?
[writer]
cut to: later. home. mine
futon * candles * incense * reefer
and jackie the angel says:
[young thing]
you made it sound bigger. where does he sleep?
[writer]
who?
[young thing]
paul newman. you said he stays here when he visits new york
[writer]
well, paul’s an artist. the couch is just fine by him. silence: bergman. tight shot:
[young thing]
i’m stoned
[writer]
what do you do, jackie?
[young thing]
temp
[writer]
closeup: me
what is it you really want to do?
[young thing]
…? temp…?
[writer]
i wish i could get inside your little head and see the world as you see it! i want to experience what you experience. but that would probably ruin things, wouldn’t it?
[young thing]
you talk a lot
[writer]
tell me what you desire most *no, let me guess… no, tell me…. have you found your ideal lover?
[young thing]
what’s with all the questions?
[writer]
i want to know every single beautiful thing about you
[young thing]
i survived a shipwreck
that was sunday night
i survived a plane crash
that was monday night
tuesday dropped some acid
thursday went to sleep
dreamed that i was floating, floating, floating
in richard nixon’s pool
i don’t know how i get to
where i don’t know where i’m at
before there’s time to think
i either crash or sink
i don’t know how i get to
where i don’t know where i’m at
there’s something wrong with that
there’s something wrong with that
there’s something wrong, there’s something wrong
there’s something wrong
when all i want is
somewhere safe
anywhere, anywhere safe
with someone who won’t fall apart
when the world begins to fall apart
someone single, not too dull or smart
but safe;
decently, honestly safe
where i find that someone i don’t care;
just as long as i can wind up there:
somewhere, somewhere
somewhere safe …
got no expectations
used to, now i don’t
i survived a shipwreck
i can handle it
i can handle it
i can handle it
i can handle *
[writer/young thing]
you* you *you *you!
[writer]
done…. done…. done …
cut to:
overhead shot
after
lovers in bed
zeffirelli
“a time for us”
music from the place next door
something sweet and folkish
and jackie the angel says:
[young thing]
the couch would’ve been better
[writer]
no
jackie the angel says:
[young thing]
the couch would’ve been better
[writer]
no
jackie the angel says:
[writer]
the one i love
kisses me
and i’m safe
the one i love
touches me
and i float
the one i love is here
holding me; finally;
you took so long for me to find
the world can end tomorrow;
i’ve found the one i love;
i don’t mind
[young thing]
the one i love
kisses me
and i’m safe
[young thing/writer/both]
the one i love (the one i love)
touches me (touches me)
and i float
the one i love is here (my love is here)
[young thing]
part of me *
[writer]
part of me *
[young thing]
giving me *
[writer]
giving me *
[writer/young thing]
needing me, needing me, needing me
my lover kisses me good night
the world can end tomorrow
[writer]
the world can end tomorrow
[writer/young thing]
the one i love and i;
we’ll sleep tight
[writer]
but. cut
n0body says that
jackie the.. angel says:
[young thing]
the one i love*
[writer]
no
jackie the angel says:
[young thing]
… the couch would’ve been better. how long you had this mattress?
[writer]
futon. ah well… are you hungry?
[young thing]
can i read your screenplay?
[writer]
read?
[young thing]
i heard alot of stories. i could tell you if yours was any good
[writer]
it’s not finished. but food always lead to inspiration. there’s a deli on the corner, let’s*
[young thing]
this is okay
i don’t mind your futon
[writer]
how lovely that word sounds coming from you
“futon”
where are my shoes?
cut to:
[young thing]
why bother?
credits
fade out
once again
the end
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