Original subtitles

Okay?

Folks, it'll be just a few minutes.

- Mayor, I think we're ready to go. - Good.

- Ah, Bill, will you take this, please? - This way, sir.

Mr. Mayor! Got the...

Oh. Perfect. Thank you, Bill.

- Here we are, sir. - Thank you.

Uh, ladies and gentlemen...

I hereby...

Ladies and gentlemen, I...

Testing, one, two.

Ladies and gentlemen, I...

Ladies and...

Testing, one, two.

ladies and gentlemen...

Um, uh, ladies and gentlemen...

I hereby dedicate this...

magnificent marvel of modern architecture...

one of the largest suspended-arch bridges in the world...

to the people of...

My, my

The clock in the sky is pounding away

There's so much to say

A face, a voice

An overdub has no choice

An image cannot rejoice

Wanting to be

To hear and to see

Crying

To the sky

But the porpoise is laughing

Good-bye, good-bye

Good-bye, good-bye

Good-bye

Clicks, clacks

Riding the backs of giraffes for laughs

Is all right for a while

The ego sings

Of castles and kings

And things that go with a life of style

Wanting to feel

To know what is real

Living is a lie

Is a lie

The porpoise is waiting

Good-bye, good-bye

Good-bye, good-bye

Good-bye

Good-bye, good-bye

Good-bye

Good-bye, good-bye

Good-bye

Well?

Even.

Why don't you come back later when the guys aren't here?

Are you kidding?

Hey, now, wait a minute. Now, wait just a minute.

Hey, hey, we are the Monkees

You know we love to please

A manufactured image with no philosophies

We hope you like our story although there isn't one

That is to say, there's many That way there is more fun

You've told us you like action and games of many kinds

You like to dance, we like to sing So let's all lose our minds

We know it doesn't matter 'cause what you came to see

Is what we'd love to give you and give it one, two, three

But it may come three, two, one, two or jump from nine to five

And when you see the end in sight the beginning may arrive

For those who look for meanings in form as they do fact

We might tell you one thing but we'd only take it back

Not back like in a box back Not back like in a race

Not back so we can keep it but back in time and space

You say we're manufactured To that we all agree

So make your choice and we'll rejoice in never being free

Hey, hey, we are the Monkees We've said it all before

The money's in, we're made of tin We're here to give you more

The money's in We're made of tin

We're here to give you...

We love the Monkees! We love the Monkees!

We love the Monkees! We love the Monkees!

We love the Monkees! We love the Monkees!

Gimme a "W"!

'W'!

- Gimme an "A"! - "A"!

- Give me an "R"! - "R"!

- What does it spell? - War!

Can't see. It's too deep.

- What'd you say? - I said, I can't see. It's too deep.

- I've gotta have a boost or something. - Here, you can stand on my helmet.

It's too heavy. I don't wanna wear it. It's a drag. It presses down on my head.

You really oughta wear your helmet.

- What for? - You might get a shot in the head, for one thing.

A shot in the head. Wow.

Why didn't you say a shot in the arm or a shot in the leg?

A sniper could be on top of that mountain and blow off the right half of my chest...

or a plane could come zooming in through that pass and drop a bomb on my head.

- Well, I'm wearing mine. - That's cool.

All right, need a volunteer. We're out of ammo.

- I'll go. - See that you do.

Hold it! This is for Life!

Excu...

West tank team, west tank team, reverse!

Is someone here?

We're number one! We're number one! We're number one!

Mr. One...

May I... Number... Actually, I was just here about some ammo.

Uh, Mr. One?

- Day in and day out! - Excuse me, sir...

Where'd he go? Where'd he go? Where'd he go?

Oh, boy.

I need this game over.

He'll never make it through this intense bombardment.

Nobody could.

Here, Mick. I got this for you.

- I thought you'd like it better. - Wow! Stars! Hey, that's great, Pete!

Okay, you guys ready?

Okay, guys. Let's hit that line.

Circle sky

Telling lies

Here I stand

Happy man

And it looks like we've made it once again

Yes, it looks like we've made it once again

Color sound

All around

Wing tip smile

Sees for miles

And it looks like we've made it once again

Yes, it looks like we've made it once again

It's a very extraordinary scene

To those who don't understand

But what you have seen you must believe

If you can, if you can

Hey, mill town

Smiling down

Telling more

Than before

And it looks like we've made it once again

Yes, it looks like we've made it to the end

Bug out! Bug out!

Watch it!

I gave her a very powerful narcotic, and I'm sure it will be effective soon.

Barbara Stanwyck may be in for a slight shock.

Her son, Anthony Dion Fay...

just sold a provocative story about his relationship with Barbara...

Hiya, friends. Ralph Williams, owner of the world's largest Ford dealership...

Your Majesty, he acknowledges a king higher than you.

But you are the messiah.

Our ship better be sailing out of that harbor on its way home within 24 hours...

or we're coming in after it.

Sounds like a lot of supernatural baloney to me.

Supernatural, perhaps.

Baloney, perhaps not.

I don't read papers, I don't listen to the radio and I haven't seen a television in years.

Uh, you make motion pictures, don't you?

- Yes. - Yes.

- You're always looking for talent. - Yes.

Watch this.

What happened?

Here at the world's largest Ford dealership, we...

The world's largest Ford dealership...

Enter the world's largest Ford dealer.

My canteen is empty...

where once it was full.

I felt I couldn't go on.

I... can't.

But something...

something kept telling me I must.

- You must! - I must.

Oh, no!

No, no! No!

No!

No!

Things go better with Coca-Cola

Things go better with Coke

Pathetic.

I can't.

- It's pitiful. - Shut up.

- You shut up. - No, you shut up.

- You shut up! - Shut up!

- You! - You, you, you, you, you! You!

Okay, I will.

I can't... I can't hear her.

No. I'm deaf! Come back!

I'm going de...

Quiet, isn't it...

George Michael Dolenz?

I said, quiet, isn't it...

George Michael Dolenz?

What?

Americano?

W-Wh-What?

Ma sei americano?

Americano.

Americano, eh?

Surrender.

Oh... Boom-boom. Surrender.

You know.

Surrender. Oh!

Something doesn't change

There is only one

Always changing inside

What does it become

Can you dig it

Do you know

Would you care to

Let it show

Those who know it use it

Those who start it die

To sing that you can dig it

Is to make your summer fly

Then can you dig it

Do you know

Would you care to

Let it show

Can you dig it

Do you know

Would you care to

Let it show

There is only feeling

In this world of life and death

I sing the praise of never change

With every single breath

Can you dig it

Do you know

Would you care to

Let it show

Quick. Suck it before the venom reaches my heart.

What heart?

When you're finished there...

you can help me by pulling...

this painfully barbed savage's arrow...

first by snipping the head off in the back...

and then pulling it from the front, quickly so that it doesn't hurt me.

Are you gonna help me or not?

What about Davy and Peter?

I've sent them to Fort Bridger for reinforcements...

on the possibility that our position should be overrun.

Are you kidding? What are we supposed to do here?

Hold on against insurmountable odds.

What's with her?

Hey, come on. Get up, lady.

You're not dead. Hey, lady, get up. Stop acting.

- Hey, what is this? - Come on. Stop playing. It's all over. It's an act.

- Come on, get up. - Stop kicking me.

I don't wanna do this anymore, man.

Oh, these fake arrows and this junk and the fake trees.

Bob, I'm through. It all stinks, man.

Hey, well, Micky, wait a minute!

Fake dirt, fake...

Well, Mick, wait a minute, man! I'll go with ya! Wait. Hold it!

I'm too old for excitement!

I been lookin' all over for you creeps! Where you been?

Where you rats been? You ain't holdin' out on me, are ya?

- No. - No.

Don't give me that! I been lookin' all over the world for ya!

Anyway, the idea is this.

Byproducts.

Imagine the tie-ins.

Blonde wigs for kids. Swords.

The whole phallic thing is happening!

I mean, why don't we use classic things?

Millions! I'm tellin' ya, millions!

Hey! Nobody walks out on me!

Not even myself!

All right?

Come back, you guys!

Hey. Hey!

They're coming!

They're coming! They're coming! They're coming!

- Who's that? - Oh, they're awful!

I'm out of here.

I can't eat with these stinkin' kids around here.

Who are the Monkees? Never heard of 'em.

- Fine! Look at my cape! - Look at those guys.

Can't even have a decent lunch.

Look at that one kid.

Yeah, they're all the same.

Drinks on the house.

Well, if it isn't God's gift to the eight-year-olds.

Just tryin' to please.

Changing your image, darling?

While you're at it, why don't you have them write you some talent?

Hey, what's wrong?

- What's wrong with you? - I asked you first.

- I ordered this, and I don't want it. - Throw it away.

- I can't. There are starving... - There are starving Chinese, yeah.

- This is serious. - I'd like a finger sandwich, and hold the mold.

And, uh, I'd like a glass of cold gravy with a hair in it, please.

One of your own?

Are you still paying tribute to Ringo Starr?

- Would you like a pinch in the mouth? - I'll think about it.

Don't hurt yourself.

And while you do, I would like to order 12 Boff crackers...

and a cup of mushrooms, crisp.

Yes, and I'll throw in a side of mouthwash. Phew! On the house.

Come on, let's get out of this nightclub.

- But what about the food? - Have it cleaned and burned. Come on, Pete.

Wait, wait, wait. Don't move. I want to forget you just as you are.

Peter, come on, let's go.

Psst! Hey, come here.

Now, this is serious.

What do you say you and me go someplace where we won't bump into each other again?

Get him!

- One! Two! - Stay down!

Three! Four!

Atta way! That's right!

- One! Two! - Stay down!

Three! Four! Five!

- Six! - Stay down!

Get him! Get him!

- I'm tellin' him to stay down. - He'd better.

The money says so.

Stay down. Stay down!

Please don't, Davy!

Davy, don't! Please don't!

Don't, Davy.

Please don't.

I have to do this.

But why do you have to?

Why?

What am I gonna do, play violin in two-bit clubs all my life?

- But, Davy... - Forget it. Pl...

Forget what Father Duffy and Ma say about Carnegie Hall.

But you play so beautifully.

It isn't good enough.

You understand? At this I could have been champ.

And you have to?

Their way?

That's right.

They pick the round, and I pick the guy.

Don't worry, Theresa. I won't get hurt.

- That's good. You made it. - Yeah?

Got all the fighters up here.

- Anyone? - Yeah.

Great. I'll have a go at him.

You won't hurt my face, will ya? Million dollar head, this.

Why him, Davy?

Well, you know, I like him. He looks like a nice guy. I like his smile.

Come on, see if you can hit me. Just once. Just once.

- Stay down! - Get up! Get up!

Kill him! Kill him!

- I told him to stay down. - Yeah? Well, he didn't hear ya.

Stay down, dummy!

- You're the dummy. - No. No, no, he's the dummy.

- You're the dummy. - No, no, he's the dummy!

You are the dummy, dummy!

No, he's the dummy! I'm not the dummy! He's the... He's the...

Stay down, dummy!

Dummy, huh?

Let me go! Let me go!

Let me go! Let me go!

Let me go!

Micky? Micky. Micky.

I'm the dummy, Micky. I'm always the dummy.

You're right, Pete.

You're always the dummy. I forgot.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

You're always the dummy, Pete.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm always the dummy. I'm always the dummy.

Don't listen to them, Peter.

They're wise guys. Punks.

All they want to do is hurt people and abuse them.

- How do you feel now? - Oh, comme ci, comme �a.

All right, that's enough. Cut it. Print it.

Good hit. That should be it.

Pete... I think we're on another set, aren't we?

- Hey, Bob, that's not right, man. - What?

You know, about hitting a girl. Hey, Ace, was that all right, man?

- Did that look good? - I thought it looked great.

But about hitting a woman and everything... It's about the image. It's not right.

- Peter, I hate to interrupt. - Yeah, it's for your niece. What's her name?

- Murray. - Fellas, let's move over to the right.

- Thank you. - John, was that right, man?

- Yeah. - John, that's not right.

- Can you move over to stage five? - It's a kid's...

- When you have a minute. - It's a movie for kids. They're not gonna dig it.

- Just gotta make a wardrobe change, man. - Tell Gene to put my clothes in the trailer.

- Gene Ashman, get the wardrobe ready! - What's wrong?

- Good work, good work. - No! It's not right!

No, Bob, it's for the image, man. The kids aren't gonna dig it, me hitting a girl.

Especially the way I feel about violence and all that stuff, you know.

All right, if it doesn't work, we'll cut it out of the film.

Yeah, well, you tell me that, man, and it never happens.

Peter, let's go. We gotta get on the set. Hurry up, Pete!

Davy, did that look all right, man? Hitting the girl?

- Sure, it was great. Great. Terrific. - You thought so?

I can tell by

Your face

That you're lookin'

To find a place

To settle your mind

And reveal who you are

And you shouldn't

Be shy

For I'm

Not gonna try

To hurt you or heal you

Or steal your star

Open your eyes

Get up off your chair

There's so much to do

In the sunlight

Give up your secrets

And let down your hair

And sit with me here

By the firelight

Why think

About

Who's gonna

Win out

We'll make up our story

As we go along

There's so

Little time

For us

To try to rhyme

And so many highways

To travel upon

Open your eyes

Get up off your chair

There's so much to do

In the sunlight

Give up your secrets

And let down your hair

And sit with me here

By the firelight

I said, capable of 300 horsepower apiece...

and all on one pressure valve.

This crane has a lifting power of over 300 tons.

Be careful there. Don't lean over the edge.

We spend rather a good deal of our time here ensuring a perfect working condition...

An interesting aspect of the safety factor.

Hey, Peter...

Change one tape, the entire process is regeared.

Leisure... the inevitable byproduct of our civilization.

A new world whose only preoccupation will be how to amuse itself.

The tragedy of your times, my young friends, is that you may get exactly what you want.

Step lively, gentlemen.

Come on, Davy, let's go.

That which produces heat is a thermodynamic process...

as opposed to mechanical, which is a reversible process.

- Three men operate this entire department. - Davy, come on!

Twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week.

The entire process is self-stimulated...

automated, regulatory.

Come on, Davy!

And to the degree that we are capable of understanding...

these mechanical-electrical devices as simple extensions of our brains...

to that same degree we are capable of using these machines productively.

This way, gentlemen.

- Peter... - Come along. Come along!

- Sir? - What happened to the cand...

Hey, the door's stuck too, man!

We can't get out.

- What? - What is that?

- I can't see anything. - What's going on? What? What's that light?

- I can't see anything. Hey, hey! Open up! What's happening? - Hey!

All right, fellas. Will you come forward, please?

- Who's that? - That's it. Come on up forward, huh, fellas?

- Who... Who are you? - Come on. Just keep coming forward. That's it. That's it. All right.

Now, come on. Work your way closer to the... That's it. Now you're doin' better. Come on.

A little faster, fellas. Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on. Get in there.

- Where? - Get in. Get inside.

- In here? - Get inside. Get inside, will you, please?

- That's the idea. - This is crazy.

All right, now, jump up and down a little, huh, fellas?

- Get lost in it. - Jump into this? What is this?

There you go. Very good. Look, you're supposed to be dandruff, fellas.

- Will you work at it, please? Jump up and down a little bit. - Dandruff?

- All right. Playback, please. - There you go. That's much better.

Little action. Get lost in it.

- Dandruff, dandruff - That's better. Turn around.

We know it can be rough

- But not if you get Tuff - Settle down. Very good. Turn around a little, will you?

- We're Tuff, Tuff, Tuff - Roll around up there.

Removes forever, removes forever

Tuff removes dandruff

Get Tuff

Okay, Vic. That should be it for today. Thank you.

- Oh, wow. - Wow!

Whoo. Look.

Ah, mother of pearl.

Hey, a cigarette and a...

Oh. This is not one of your standard brands.

Oh! An El Zoomo!

Imagine having to smoke that whole thing.

Smoking may be hazardous to your health.

- You see that, Davy? - Davy... Where's Davy?

- Hey, Davy. - Davy. - Davy.

- Hey, Davy. Davy. Davy? - Maybe he's up the tube.

- Hey, you stuck up there, Davy? - Davy!

- Boost me up. - Somebody'll have to be on the bottom.

- Well, I'm the tallest and the strongest. - So you're on the bottom.

I... Oh, well.

- Everybody's where they wanna be. - Yeah. Ooh.

That was a particularly inept thing to say, Peter...

considering that we are in a vacuum cleaner.

Davy!

Davy! Davy!

Davy!

Years ago I knew a man

He was my mother's biggest fan

We used to walk beside the sea

And he told me how life would be

When I grew up to be a man

Years ago we used to play

He used to laugh when I ran away

But when I fell and hurt my knee he would run to comfort me

And the pain would go away

Years ago I knew a boy

He was his daddy's pride and joy

But when the daddy went away

It was such a rainy day

That he brought out all his toys

Now the mama did explain

Trying to take away the pain

But he just couldn't understand

That his father was not a man

And it all was just a game

The years have passed

And so have I

Making it hard for me to cry

And if and when

I have a son

Let it all be said and done

Let the sadness

Pass him by

That song was pretty white.

Well, so am I. What can I tell ya?

You've been working on your dancing though.

Oh, yeah, yeah. Well, I've been rehearsing it. Glad you noticed that.

Yeah, it doesn't leave much time for your music.

You should spend more time on it...

because the youth of America depends on you to show the way.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

Monkees is the craziest people.

Did any of you cats see Micky or Michael or Peter around here?

All right. All right. Come on out.

Oh. Okay. Wait a minute.

- Come on. Out! - Hey, why are we stopped?

I don't even wanna hear why or what from you. Just out!

- Oh, well, sure. Anything you say. - Go on. Get out of here.

- Hi. What's goin' on? - Come on. Move it. Out!

- Oh, hello, Officer. Certainly glad to see you. - Come on, all of you.

- Move it. - Officer, we were only just trying to I...

Don't even try it. Just out! Out of there.

- Sir, we... - Shut up.

Okay, weirdos. Just what were you doing in there?

And this better be straight.

You... Fuzzy Wuzzy.

- Uh, in the black thing, you meant, right? - That's right.

- Yeah. What we were doing in there. - Yeah. Yeah.

Well, first, uh... first it was... uh, we were in a factory.

- Oh. - Yeah. And then there was a commercial thing.

- No, no, no, no. It was a vacuum cleaner. - Yeah, a vacuum cleaner, right.

Okay, boys. Let's go downtown.

But, sir, we were just looking for David Jones.

David Jones? Who's David Jones?

Thanks, guys.

I'll tell you what, man.

That cop must have thought we were totally crazy.

He laid a hand on me.

Will you excuse me a minute, Mike?

Au contraire.

"Au contraire"?

Is that what he said?

He's crazy. They're all crazy.

Better not mess with me though. Come on. Come on.

Put 'em up. Come on.

They're crazy. Ha.

Hmm. Talk about police brutality.

Hi, mate. What's happening?

You all right?

Peter, don't!

I get it.

The old mirror routine, right?

Well, let me tell you one thing, son.

Nobody ever lends money to a man with a sense of humor.

The Lancashire Midget Greenie!

Now, here's my plan.

Now, for the last time, where is, uh, wh-what's-his-name?

- The greenie. - David Jones, sir.

Yeah. Jones.

We told you a hundred times, good officer, sir...

uh, we last saw him inside the john... uh, comfort room.

All right. I believe you.

But if I get any more trouble out of you, that's it for everybody.

- Sir, what about Davy? - We'll find him, don't worry.

Now, out!

Victor Mature?

- Hey, how's about the door? - Huh?

The buzz... Th-Th-The door.

Oh, I'll get it. I'm sorry.

Well, I'm happy to bring it to your attention.

Uh, oh, dear. I got a wire for a Monkee.

- Thank you. - I... it was... It's nothing.

Oh, I wouldn't say that. We all have loved ones, you know.

Peter?

Stop!

Stop? What is this "stop"? Hey, Mick...

All right now. Come on. What are you guys doin'?

Mick?

Now, look, man. This isn't funny.

Okay. You think they call us plastic now, babe...

but you wait till I get through telling them how we do it, huh?

Okay, Micky.

Man, this telegram is as much for you as it was for me.

Aw, come on, will you?

Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday, Mike.

Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday, dear Mike

Happy birthday to...

Do I have to do this all over again

Didn't I do it right the first time

Do I have to do this all over again

How many times do I have to make this climb

Didn't I

Oh, didn't I

Can I see my way to know what's really real

They say time can fix things by itself

I know life's more than just some kind of deal

Yeah, but won't you tell me what all

When my soul comes off the shelf

Didn't I

Didn't I

Oh, didn't I

Do I have to do this all over again

Didn't I do it right the first time

Do I have to do this all over again

Oh, how many times do I have to make this climb

Didn't I

Oh, didn't I

Oh, didn't I

Didn't I

Oh, didn't I

Oh, didn't... Oh, didn't I

Oh, didn't I, didn't I

Ah, Mike, you son of a gun. A millionaire at 25.

- Ask me how does it feel. - Huh?

- I said, ask me how does it feel. - How does it feel?

I'll tell you how it feels. I don't like it... that's how it feels.

I don't like surprises.

I don't like these people jumping out and saying it... what...

I don't even want to hear what you're saying.

'Cause you know what you're saying to me?

You're saying "happy birthday," and you're jumping out of the wall...

and it's scaring me to death, and it's some kind of a big joke...

and I'm supposed to be happy about that.

"Aw, come on, Mike. Be a good sport."

Well, who needs this?

Who needs surprises and pajamas?

You want me to come to a party? You don't kidnap me. You send me an invitation.

Besides, I may have been happier where I was... sleepin'.

Happy birthday.

And I'll tell you something else too.

The same thing goes for Christmas.

Well, now, wait a minute. That's...

Now, how about them apples?

Attaboy, Mike.

Attaboy, Mike.

- Attaboy, Mike. - Way to do it, Mike.

You tell 'em, Mike! Tell 'em!

Attaboy, Mike.

That-a-boy.

Attaboy, Mike.

Attaboy, Mike.

Attaboy, Mike.

Attaboy, Mike.

Boy, Mike.

Boy!

That-a... That-a-boy, Mike!

That-a-boy, Mike!

Boy, Mike!

That-a-boy, Mike!

Atta...

Boy...

Mike!

Boy, Mike!

Attaboy, Mike!

Attaboy, Mike!

Boys...

don't never...

but never...

make fun of no cripples.

- I do believe it's wrong, definitely. - What is?

Standing around and laughing at someone, infringing on people's rights.

They laugh at you, or they jump out of cars. They rob you.

Somebody'll come up and giggle at you. That's a violation of your civil rights.

Skunk bait. That's what the world is full of.

That's what it's based on.

That's what this economy is based on.

Are you telling me that you don't see the connection between government and laughing at people?

Listen, somebody's got a hang-up.

I would take my belt off, and I would... wham!

He back talks me, I slap him across the face.

Think they should be with fish...

and they... that way they could only prey on fish.

- Possibly fines. - Exile.

- Mental institution. - Correction place.

I'd use a baseball bat on 'em.

A good whack in the seat.

- They might even jeopardize the fish. - Dogs!

- Not halibut. - Contamination.

- The nuthouse. - Alcatraz. - Jail.

Guilty.

Guilty. Guilty.

Guilty.

Guilty.

Guilty. Guilty.

Guilty.

We were speaking of belief...

beliefs and conditioning.

All belief possibly could be said to be the result of some conditioning.

Thus, the study of history...

is simply the study of one system of beliefs deposing another.

And so on and so on and so on.

A psychologically tested belief of our time...

is that the central nervous system...

which feeds its impulses directly to the brain...

the conscious and subconscious...

is unable to discern between the real...

and the vividly imagined experience.

If there is a difference...

and most of us believe there is...

Am I being clear?

For to examine these concepts requires tremendous energy and discipline.

To allow the unknown to occur and to occur...

requires clarity.

Where there is clarity, there is no choice...

and where there is choice, there is misery.

But then why should anyone listen to me?

Or should I speak...

since I know nothing?

How's about some more steam?

Sir?

Sir? Sir?

Hey. Excuse me.

Hey, guys? Guys?

Hey, guys? Mike? Hey, Micky?

Hey... Hey, guys?

Hey, Mike?

Hey... Hey, Mick? Mike?

Hey, Mike? Hey, Mick?

I'm gonna do it. I'm gonna do it.

- Listen a minute. I got the... - Hold it a minute. I say she won't.

Oh, sure she will, man. Ten dollars says she will.

- Ten dollars, huh? - Gonna do it!

- Hey, Mike. Listen, man. I got the... - Peter, don't be rude.

- Hey, Micky, listen. I got the answer. - Shh.

Well, where's Davy?

- I swear, I'm gonna do it! I'm gonna do it! - Oh, never mind. I know anyway.

- What do you suppose he meant by that? - Oh!

Hey, Davy. Listen, man, I... Davy, I came here to t... tell you...

- It's all right, Davy. There's nothing wrong. - Nothing wrong, huh?

That's right. I came here to tell you, man, that everything's...

- You know what I saw in there? - Yes.

An eye, man. An eye this big... blood red.

It was as clear as the nose on your face. It was looking at me.

- David. Peace, David. I know. - You telling me nothing's wrong, huh?

- That's right, David. I came... - Something's wrong with you, man.

You got a sheet on. You look weird. I've gotta find out what's going on here.

- Who's to say what's normal, man? - I'm telling you, there was an eye in there.

- I know. I came here to tell you about it. - Three, four, five, six...

- Oh, sorry, ma'am. - seven...

Hey! Psst. Here.

- Eight, nine, 10. - Yeah. Thanks, babe.

- Hey, guys! Hey, guys? - See you later, okay?

Hey, guys?

Hey, fellas! Wait. Listen to me a minute.

Fellas!

- Guys. - This way, gentlemen.

Hey, guys, you've got to listen to me, guys, or you'll end up back in the box!

Hey.

Hey, what is this?

- Hey, fella. - There's no way out.

- Hey! - No handle this side of the door.

- Hey. - Hey, buddy!

- These walls are solid steel, man. - Hey, buddy, you better open this door.

Hey, open it up! Open the door! Let us out!

- What are you... - Oh, hey! - You better...

- Peter, what are you doing? - Hey, Peter, what's with this room?

Yeah. What were you yelling outside? I couldn't hear you... all the noise.

Hmm. But you'll listen now... now that it's too late.

Come on, Peter.

"Come on, Peter." And before it was "Shut up, Peter," and from you, "Don't be rude, Peter."

Now, look, Peter, if you know how to get out of this box, man, you sure better tell me...

- Just cool it, Mike, will you? Just cool it. Let him do it in his own time. - Yeah, but... Oh!

- Thank you, David. - Look, just take your time, Peter, man.

I'm with you all the way down the line. You hear that? Right down the line.

Perhaps you'd like to sit down.

We were talking with the master...

regarding the nature of conceptual reality.

Psychologically speaking...

The human mind... or brain, or whatever...

is almost incapable of distinguishing between the real...

and the vividly imagined experience.

Sound and film of music and radio...

even these manipulated experiences...

are received more or less directly...

and uninterpreted by the mind.

They are catalogued and recorded...

and either acted upon directly or stored in the memory...

or both.

Now, this process...

unless we pay it tremendous attention...

begins to separate us from the reality of the now.

Am I being clear?

For we must allow the reality of the now...

to just happen...

as it happens.

Observe and act with clarity...

for where there is clarity...

there is no choice...

and where there is choice, there is misery.

But then why should I speak...

since I know nothing?

Nothing? You know nothing?

That's right.

You mean to tell me we've been sitting here listening to you, and you know nothing?

- Well, take it easy, Davy. - Easy?

What do you mean, "Take it easy"?

Now, we're stuck in a room. We're stuck in this big, black box.

Now, you're telling me to take it easy, and he's saying he don't know nothing.

- Now, what is this? - Don't you see, David?

- - It doesn't matter whether we're in the box or not.

It's not important, huh? Well, let me tell you something. It's important to me.

I'll show you how to get out of this box. You want to get out of this box?

This is how you get out.

- Where you boys headin'? - We're just passin' through.

Ah, just passin' through? You look like you're lost to me, don't they, fellas?

- Davy. - This might be an awful good...

We don't want any trouble.

Well, I'm telling you, unless I don't know what goes on up and down this here block...

and I do... you're in for plenty of trouble.

Ain't that right, boys?

Prove it.

Where'd he get the cannon?

- What is this? - This isn't funny. I can't see.

Hey, open up! Come on!

Wait a minute. Stop. Stop.

Coca-Cola!

Coca-Cola!

Out! Out!

Well, my son, what is it you have learned?

Make hay while the sun shines.

This box, right now, composes our universe, so...

This is a flight attack jet aircraft...

whose primary mission is the delivery of bombs and rockets...

against ground targets.

Basically, that's it.

Well, it's not my dress. It's my Playtex Cross Your Heart bra.

Oh, how quaint.

Our universes only start from the inside of our head and go out in all different directions...

in any direction till infinity.

You have a strange language, little one.

Me?

Mother! I'm coming!

I think I'm going to die from it.

Stop 'em, brothers!

Ladies and gentlemen...

I hereby dedicate this magnificent marvel of modern architecture...

one of the largest suspended-arch bridges in the world...

to the people of the greatest...

My, my

The clock in the sky is pounding away

There's so much to say

A face, a voice

An overdub has no choice

An image cannot rejoice

Wanting to be

To hear and to see

Crying

To the sky

But the porpoise is laughing

Good-bye, good-bye

Clicks, clacks

Riding the backs of giraffes for laughs

Is all right for a while

The ego sings

Of castles and kings and things

That go with a life of style

Wanting to feel

To know what is real

Living is a lie

Is a lie

The porpoise is waiting

Good-bye, good-bye