Original subtitles

B

I-M

Do the BIM

There ain't no good

There ain't no bad

There ain't no happiness

There ain't no tears

There ain't no love

There ain't no hate

There's only power, BIM is the power

Hey, hey, hey

BIM's all the way

B

I-M

I said "B"

I-M

Do the BIM

There ain't no pride

There ain't no shame

There ain't no sympathy

There ain't no blame

There ain't no pleasure

There ain't no pain

There's only power

BIM is the power

Hey, hey, hey

BIM's all the way

How are we doing, Shake?

We're doing okay, excitement 90, tension 92...

pulse rate 132...

and 138 heartbeats.

Yes, my Pandi and Dandi are magnifique.

I'm going to make them the biggest stars of our decade.

There's only power, BIM is the power

Hey, hey, hey

BIM's all the way

Boss, we have just scored...

150 heartbeats.

Gentlemen, I predict our BIM song...

is going to take this competition by storm.

Ashley, prepare some BIM merchandise.

- Something like BIM T-shirts. - T-shirts?

Ashley, use your imagination. This is 1994.

On the 1994 Worldvision Song Competition

Via satellite to over two billion viewers

We are moving on to number six.

And now here they are, singing their song,

Love, the Universal Melody,

Alphie and Bibi.

You're the light within my darkness

You're my shelter from the storm

When my hope grows dim

What the hell is this?

It's a love song.

- Do the BIM! - Shut up!

Go back to Moose Jaw!

You're the reason that I'm singing

It's you who keeps me strong and free

And deep within my heart

Love, the universal melody

We belong to one another

We share each other's destiny

United by our love

We're all children of

the universal family

And we are everybody's brother

We share the birthright to be free

Bob, what's going on?

As you can see, they're starting to climb.

Oh, hell.

The song is love, the universal melody

- What's the matter with you? - It's so beautiful.

Who the hell are they?

They're nobodies.

I swear, they're just a couple of kids from Moose Jaw.

- Moose where? - I think it's in Canada.

They're good.

But, boss, for Christ's sake, they're singing a love song.

Love songs are out. It's just nostalgia.

Nostalgia is always dangerous.

Don't worry, boss. They'll never reach a 150.

One hundred and fifty-one.

- Shake. - Yes, sir?

- Red tape. - The red tape, sir?

You heard me.

Take this tape and put it on right now.

And don't ask any questions.

But, what if somebody sees?

Then you're dead. Very dead.

Come on, where's this coming from? What's this?

We are parts of one another

And we could live in harmony

If we would make the choice

To tune our hearts, raise our voices

And sing the universal melody

Mr. Boogalow.

Oh, monsieur Boogalow, Je suis Jean-Louis de la Radio Monte Carlo.

Avez-vous quelque chose a dire aux ecouteurs de la Radio Monte Carlo?

Oui, a Ce moment, mesdames et messieurs, je vous passe

le plus grand imprésario Du monde, monsieur Boogalow.

Mesdames et messieurs, la meilleure chanson a gagné,

alors Le BIM sera toujours avec nous.

- Merci et bonne nuit. - Bitte sagensie auf Deutsch.

Naturlich, meine Damen und Herren, das beste Lied hat gewonnen.

Der BIM wird immer mit uns sein. Danke vielmals und gute Nacht.

Bon, monsieur Boogalow, italiano per favore.

Signore e signori, la migliore canzone ha vinto.

Allora il BIM Sara sempre con noi, grazie tante e buona notte.

What about something for the billions of Americans who were watching?

The best song won. The BIM is with us to stay.

The government has adopted your BIM song as part of the national fitness program,

is that true? - You'll know tomorrow.

Rumor has it that there was another song which came very close to being the winner...

Just a moment, who do you write for?

I'm Joe Pittman from The Daily Post.

Very well, Joe Pittman, will you repeat your question?

Yeah, people say that this whole competition was rigged.

You may print what you just said, Joe Pittman...

and you will find yourself in the unemployment line tomorrow morning.

- How about that? - Well, sir...

Thank you very much.

- What is it, boss? - Nothing.

Joe Pittman. Just remember that name.

We won the first prize. We won it.

Congratulations!

I did it with this.

Daisy.

Thank you.

Let's drink to this.

How about a drink with our BIM glasses?

Lovely, Ashley.

Ladies and gentlemen...

a toast to BIM.

BIM!

Bibi, I don't want to go there, I don't even like the guy.

It's just a party. I promised we would go.

Come on, let's just go home.

But he liked us, maybe he'll sign us. We need an agent.

- I don't trust him. - He's the biggest agent in the world.

He made Pandi and Dandi. He made the BIM. Please, Alphie.

Ashley, your BIM-ball machine appears to be very successful.

- What else have you got to astound me? - This, sir.

A BIM earring. Nice.

But it's not only an earring. It's a BIM mark...

- and you can stick it anywhere. - Well done, Ashley.

Clever boy, now get everybody to wear one. Immediatement.

Ladies and gentlemen, attention please.

Our marketing genius, Ashley...

has invented a beautiful BIM mark.

We're all going to wear it from now on.

And I shall be the first one. Voila!

Mr. Boogalow.

Anybody for a BIM mark?

Take a BIM mark.

- Pandi, may I Bimunize you? - Yes, you may, my darling.

Boss, they're here!

Here they are.

Ladies and gentlemen, my guests of honor from...

- Moose Jaw. - ...Moose Jaw.

Come, my friends, let me introduce you to my stars.

This is my star, Dandi.

Hi, nice to meet you.

And this is my beautiful Pandi.

Now, let's all have a drink. We have something to celebrate.

Bravo!

- How about BIM and tonic. - BIM your way out, please.

I want to tell you, you did a great job with that song. Just great.

But the crowd booed us in the end.

Forget the crowd, they're just not into that kind of crap anymore.

Crap? Well, Alphie wrote it.

Well, there you go.

Champagne, young man?

Sorry, I don't drink alcohol.

Did you hear that? But this is remarkable.

- Our young star from... - Moose Jaw.

...Moose Jaw does not drink alcohol.

And how about you?

Yes, please, I'll have a glass of champagne.

Wow, that's my baby.

Dandi, why don't you show this beautiful young lady my penthouse.

With pleasure.

Would you like a grand tour, too, Mr. Shake?

Well, why not?

Come, young man, we have a lot to talk about.

- We do? What for instance? - Your future, for instance.

- This is the roof garden. - It's so beautiful out here.

Oh, my God, look at the people.

They look like little bugs running around.

- I've never been so high in my life. - You're joking.

Here, try one of these.

- What are they? - Just little pills, they won't harm you.

Come on. Take it.

- You're really from the sticks, aren't you? - From where?

From the sticks, like out in the boondocks.

Are you speaking English?

Look, the boondocks means you're from the middle of nowhere.

You know what I'm saying? You're from the middle of nowhere.

Forget it.

Get out.

You're made for me

Created for me

And I am your man

You're made for me

It's fated to be

And you'll be my woman

Why do you do this to me?

Tell me why?

The touch of your hand

Has me trembling inside

I don't understand

This magic I feel

Are you a fantasy

Or are you real?

You're made for me

Created for me

And I am your king

You're made for me

It's fated to be

And you'll be my queen

How do you do this to me?

Tell me how?

One look in your eyes

And just look at me now

Your arms are so strong

You hold me so tight

Can it really be wrong

When it's feeling so right

I'm under your spell

It's too late to run

I just can't help myself Are you the one?

Are you really the one?

You're made for me

C'est la vie, my friend.

- Quit frowning. - We need a lawyer.

I thought this was supposed to be the happiest day of our lives.

- We've got to get a lawyer. - We can't afford one.

The guy's a shark. He'll eat us alive.

He's just an agent, he doesn't own us. He's only taking 50%.

Have you ever seen an American contract?

It's hundreds of pages of double talk.

He'll destroy us.

Or make us.

Good morning. We're...

I know, I saw you last night on the Worldvision.

- We have an appointment with... - Mr. Boogalow.

Would you please take a seat over there.

How long we gotta wait?

Mr. Boogalow's a very busy man.

- What are you, a clown? - Diyaklof.

Dick Diyaklof from Kansas City, manager of Ballet 2000.

Who?

Like a puppet on a string

Like a monkey on a swing

Man is clinging to the ropes Of the fantasies and hopes

We are dangling

Mr. Boogalow.

He's so eager to believe

And so easily deceived

Like a baby watching magic He's so gullible, it's tragic

In a word, naive

Life is nothing but show business in 1994

- We fight - For the spotlight

We kill for encore

Life is nothing but show business

The world's a cabaret

We live for the fortune

We die for the fame

See the incredible shrinking man

Watch him before your eyes

As he grows smaller

And smaller

And smaller!

Like the bleary-eyed baboon

To an organ grinder's tune

Mankind screamies For whatever bits of dreamies

You might treat them to

A computer for a heart

Make him stop or make him start

Feeding him emotion While we feed on his devotion

And he calls it art

Life is nothing but show business in 1994

We fight for the spotlight

We kill for encore

Life is nothing but show business

The world's a cabaret

We live for the fortune

We die for the fame

Life is nothing but show business in 1994

We fight for the spotlight

We kill for encore

Life is nothing but show business

The world they have arranged

We live for the fortune

We die for the fame

Mr. Diyaklof. Mr. Dick Diyaklof and the Ballet 2000.

Mr. Boogalow will see you now.

Good afternoon. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting.

May I introduce my lawyers, Sir James Clark and Mr. Clark James...

from the firm James, Clark and Weinstein.

Boogalow always keeps his word.

The contracts are ready. Initial each page and sign at the end, please.

Thank you.

Contracts?

- Why two? - Separate entities.

Why can't we sign as a duo?

- Ruling 247 E. - Paragraph 17.

It's in your own interest.

Mr. Boogalow always protects his clients.

Just trust him. He's here to represent you.

He's on your side.

Mr. Boogalow, do you mind if we read them first?

Fine, fine with me. Take your time. Just keep in mind...

that you have an appointment with Ingrid Stockinger at 5:00.

Who's she?

What do you mean, who's she?

Ingrid Stockinger is the in fashion designer.

Yes. Our wonderful boss is kind enough...

to buy you some new clothes to fit your new image.

Mr. Boogalow, did you say 5:00? That's in 20 minutes.

Yes, and the press is waiting, too. So let's not waste time.

Ashley, we are ready for the press.

Voila!

Where do I have to sign?

- Right here, young lady. - And here.

- Bibi, wait a minute. - What now?

What now?

Look, I want to read the contract, and I want to get a lawyer.

Mr. Boogalow, we can sign tomorrow. Okay?

Impossible. Mr. Boogalow has to go to Paris for a marketing conference.

I'm sorry.

Boog is already selling your first album.

But we haven't even made one yet.

First you sell it. Then you make it. That's marketing.

Mr. Boogalow, surely we can sign next week?

Next week you won't be available.

- What do you mean? - You're going to the West Coast.

Mr. Boogalow has already arranged your first concert tour.

America, coast to coast.

Sign there.

Initial there, and after that.

- That's beautiful. - Down there.

And here.

And there.

And this one here.

On the bottom.

And those two.

What's going on?

Oh, my God, what's happening?

What's going on?

Are you all right?

What's the matter with you?

- There was an earthquake. - A what?

An earthquake.

It was an earthquake. I didn't dream it.

Of course you didn't.

When I signed my first contract, I also felt the world was going to pieces.

Come on, Alphie, sign, and let's go to the West Coast.

Come on, Alphie, just sign it.

Sign.

Don't you see what's going on?

What are you talking about? Pull yourself together, Alphie.

It's getting dark.

It's the middle of the day.

It's getting dark.

Look!

Just look at this joint.

- Do you like it? - I love it.

- I hate it. - You can go back to Paradise.

Come on, Bibi, let's get out of here before it's too late.

Let me have a look at you.

Sorry, no flowers here.

Beautiful. Come in.

I'd like you to meet someone.

Meet my son, Dandi.

Bibi.

- Hi, Dandi. - I've been waiting for you.

What about her?

Don't worry about her, she's my sister.

- Shake. - Yes, master?

- Bring the hors d'oeuvre. - Our special hors d'oeuvre.

My special hors d'oeuvre, the apple.

Bring the master's special hors d'oeuvre, the apple!

Don't be afraid.

Taste it.

- Don't! - Alphie.

Come here.

Taste it.

Magic apple, mystery apple

Take a little ride, let me be your guide

Through the apple paradise

Juju apple, voodoo apple

Take a little bite, spend a splendid night In our garden of delight

It's a natural, natural, natural desire

Meet an actual, actual, actual vampire

Let the apple set your soul on fire

You'll be hypnotized And you'll be demonized

But you'll be paralyzed So you'll be victimized

You're fascinated, captivated Losing your mind

When we cast the apple eye on you

Holy apple, sacred apple

Take a little chance, get into a trance

And join me in the apple dance

Go! Go!

Do it

Oh, yeah

It's a natural, natural, natural desire

Gets you higher, higher, higher

Let the apple set your soul on fire

You'll be hypnotized And you'll be demonized

And you'll be paralyzed So you'll be victimized

You're fascinated, captivated, Losing your mind

When we cast the apple eye on you

Holy apple, mystery apple

Juju apple, voodoo apple

Sacred apple, holy apple

Trust the apple Yeah, bite the apple

Bite the apple, take the apple

Crazy apple

Yeah!

Take a bite

You'll never get me! Never!

Alphie, wait a minute.

Don't worry about him.

- Where are you going? - I have to go with him.

- You don't have to go anywhere. - He's my boyfriend.

Bibi, he doesn't own you, he can't tell you what to do.

He's not your master.

My dear girl, from now on...

whether you like it or not...

you're a member of the BIM family.

Why am I the darling of the BIM elite?

Why does everyone fall at my feet?

Could it be because I'm so sincerely sweet?

Yes! I know how to be a master

Cultivate their need

Grab them by their greed

Slaves are guaranteed

When you know how to be a master

He knows how to be a master

Reaching the top is such a long, hard climb

Millions of people stand and wait in line

Do you think I got there being patient and kind?

Yes! I know how to be a master

Push and shove and claw

Step on those who fall

It takes no time at all

When you know how to be a master

He knows how to be a master

It's boring being cruel continuously

Sometimes I tire, so I show sympathy

But now we had this tête-à-tête, you see

Yes! I know how to be a master

Lure them into chains

Whip them till they're tame

They'll learn to love their pain

When you know how to be a master

He knows how to be a master

The world is nothing but a big Casino Royale

With bodies to buy, souls to sell

Do I win by playing just the card I've been dealt?

Yes! I know how to be a master

Lie, cheat, steal

- Betray - And double deal

It's you who spins the wheel

When you know how to be a master

Cultivate their need

Grab them by their greed

Slaves are guaranteed

When you know how to be a master

Ladies and gentlemen, please, one at a time.

- She'll answer all your questions. - Now, Mr. Warrick.

Miss Phillips, how does it feel...

a girl from nowhere about to become America's number one BIM star?

It's frightening, but I put all my faith in Mr. Boogalow.

Can you tell us your immediate plans?

Mr. Boogalow arranges everything for me.

Miss Phillips, what about your private life, any plans for marriage?

Miss Phillips will be too dedicated to art and too busy for such infidelity.

- Anyway, she's already married. - Married?

To the BIM.

As for her immediate plans...

she is on her way to the West Coast to begin her first American concert tour.

America, the land of the free

Is shooting up with coke energy

And everyday she has to take more

Speed

America, the home of the brave

Is popping pills to keep up the pace

And everyday she cries out for more

Speed

From New York out to L.A.

Everybody does it her way

Pumping power by the hour

Speed

I can feel the earth start quaking

When America starts shaking

Pumping power by the hour

Speed

America, of thee I sing

To get your fix, you'll do anything

There's just one thing that's worth fighting for

It's speed

America, your reds, whites and blues

Are in our blood, we're strung out on you

There's just one thing we're all dying for

Speed

Everybody needs speed

From New York out to L.A.

Everybody does it her way

Pumping power by the hour

Speed

I can feel the earth start quaking

When America starts shaking

Pumping power by the hour

Speed

I need speed

Gotta have speed

Speed

- Just a minute, lady. - Yeah? What do you want?

- I'm gonna have to take a look at you. - So look.

Sorry, I'm going to have to give you a ticket.

- Why? - 'Cause you're not wearing the BIM mark.

You know it's obligatory now.

- It is? - Yes, ma'am.

Just go along to your local post office...

you buy some, and you wear one from now on.

- Where do I wear it? - You wear it anywhere you want.

It's 12:00. How can a man sleep so long?

- Alphie, good morning. - Good morning.

- What time is it? - It's late.

Oh, shit! I'm late.

Your damned alarm clock didn't go off again.

It did, too. It woke me up.

Oh, my God, what happened in here last night? A pogrom?

No, I've just written a new song.

Yeah, I heard it.

You kept me awake all night with that racket.

Gee, I'm sorry. How did you like it?

I'll like it when you sell it, and pay me the rent.

I'll sell it. I know I'm going to sell it.

I need the money. This government's crazy.

Now they came out already with a new tax.

What new tax?

Some shit. You go to the post office and you wear it on your face.

Oh, the BIM mark. I'm not going to wear one.

- They'll arrest you. - Let them.

Why don't you write the kind of shit they like...

so you can sell it and pay me what you owe me?

I want the money by the end of the week.

Listen, I've written a new song. They'll buy this one.

I hope they do. Yeah, right.

You know, that song, I kind of liked it.

Yeah, it put me in mind of the old days.

It made me cry.

When love has gone

I knew there had to be a heart in that big bosom of yours.

Would you stop that? Go away.

Come here.

- Alphie, I gotta make... - Now, listen. Sit down.

Now, just wait a minute.

Listen to this.

I walk through a world of deceit and decay

Full of faces with sad frightened eyes

The same look she gave me when she walked away

And was trapped in the web of their lies

Oh, where has it gone?

Where has it gone?

Oh, where has it gone?

Where has love gone?

And if it takes all of my life

Then I shall wait all of my life

Just in case

She should decide she needs me

I've searched every street of this cold, wicked city

I don't know where else she could go

I've heard that he's treating her well And she's happy

I'll believe it when she tells me so

Oh, where has it gone?

Where has it gone?

Oh, where has it gone?

Where has love gone?

Oh, where has it gone?

Where has it gone?

Oh, where has it gone?

Where has love gone?

Thank you very much.

Sorry, I couldn't hear you.

That's all for now. Thank you very much.

Thank you very much what?

Yes? No? Good? Bad? Shit? What?

Well, it's not exactly what we're looking for at the moment.

What exactly are you looking for?

You're a talented young man. Look around, see what's on the market.

I'm sure you'll come back with the right stuff. Good luck.

Your ID card.

Why, what's the matter?

Your BIM Mark, you're not wearing one. I have to give you a ticket.

Attention. Attention please, good citizens.

It is now one minute to 4:00.

Time to stop ordinary activities and prepare for the national BIM hour.

All traffic must pull over and stop immediately.

BIM exercises commence in 40 seconds.

Join in the national fitness program.

Citizens, attention. Counting down to BIM hour.

Exercises designed for your health and peace of mind.

All citizens must participate.

Attention, citizens, shut down the machines

Put away your work, get up and get ready for BIM hour.

Ten seconds to BIM hour.

The national fitness program is watching you.

- Five. - Four.

- Three. - Two.

BIM!

Hey, hey, hey

BIM's all the way

Bibi!

The king is dead. God save the queen.

Get in the car, will you?

Alphie!

Bibi, I must see you. I've got to talk to you.

Get in the car.

There's no way she's coming back to you.

Look at her. She's a star now...

and you're just not good enough for her, so go away. Now get out of here!

Get in the car, Dandi. And you can get out of here, will you?

You stupid shit.

You never learn, do you?

Alphie, where are you now?

Will I ever see your face again?

You tried to set me free

Knowing all along your love was no match for their evil

You came after me

Oh, Alphie

I wish that I were dead

I'd rather die than know that I hurt you

How can I go on?

You were the only hope left in this hopeless world

And now you're gone You're gone

Cry for me

If there really are angels to hear

Cry for me

Let the heavens rain down with your tears

Where has all the pity gone?

I sing my song

to deafened ears

Bibi

can you hear me now?

They've got me with my back against the wall

There's no place left to turn

Should I go on living for the memory of your love

Or should I end it all?

Cry for me

If there really are angels to hear

Cry for me

Let the heavens rain down with your tears

Where has all the pity gone?

I sing my song

to deafened ears

Cry for me

If there really are angels to hear

Cry for me

Let the heavens rain down with your tears

Where has all the pity gone?

I stand alone

I stand alone

Cry for me

Thank God. I thought you were dead.

Look what you made me do. Now you owe me for the door.

Next time you lock yourself in, I'm going to call the police.

You want to kill yourself?

Do me a favor, jump off a bridge. Don't do it in my house.

I don't want to spend my life explaining to the police...

that I didn't murder you for the rent.

Come on, sit up. That's it.

- Now open your mouth. - What is it?

Chicken soup. Now shut up and eat it.

You kids today, you're so meshuga.

I guess you know I didn't sell the song.

Sure, I figured out you tried to kill yourself because you were so happy you sold it.

Did anybody call for me when I was out?

No, she didn't call.

Did it ever cross your feeble brain...

that maybe she's waiting for you to call her?

- Like the guys used to in the old days. - I can't.

They won't let me talk to her.

So get your ass out of bed and go find her.

Hey, girl.

Darling, how nice of you to come.

Maybe I'll leave it. Some other time. See you're busy.

No.

My friends would just love to meet you. You come right on in.

Girls, meet Alphie.

Hi. I'm Betty. I've heard so much about you.

I'm Collin. I saw you on the TV in the World-a-Vision.

- You were terrific. - Thanks.

I'm Robin. May I get you a drink?

No. I'll get him a drink, if you don't mind. Hi there, Alphie.

Excuse me, fellows.

So, how have you been?

- Fine. - You don't look so fine.

Scotch on the rocks.

Oui, tout suite, one scotch on the rocks coming up.

- Jean-Louis. - Oui?

Give him my special drink.

Oh, ma preference, Pandi.

Don't I know you from somewhere?

Jean-Louis, Radio Monte Carlo.

Here come two Passionate Pandi specials.

- I know you, too. - Yeah. Joe Pittman.

Joe Pittman from The Daily Post. What's he doing here?

He works for Mr. Boogalow now.

So, Mr. Boogalow bought him, too.

Correction. Mr. Boogalow bought The Daily Post.

So, we finally have the pleasure of your company.

- You know why I'm here, Mr. Boogalow. - No, I don't.

- Why are you here? - I want you to release Bibi from her contract.

Cheers.

Mr. Boogalow!

Yes, you were saying?

Is something the matter, boy?

I want you to release Bibi from her contract.

I heard you the first time.

Well, what do you say?

Why don't you ask her if she wants to be released?

- Pandi, where is she? - She's here somewhere.

Pandi, where is she?

Where is she?

Come. We'll go and look for her.

I'm coming

Coming for you

Now I'm coming

Coming for you

Let me tempt you and tease you And hold you and squeeze you

And feel every inch of your love

Let me show you things

You never dreamed of

Coming

Coming for you

Now I'm coming

Coming for you

Come and take me and shape me And mold me and make me

And fill me up with your fire

Come do anything to me

Your little heart desires

Come to me

Come do me

I'll come for you

Make it harder and harder And faster and faster

And when you think you can't keep it up

I'll take you deeper and deeper And tighter and tighter

And drain every drop of your love

Coming

Coming for you

Feel me coming

Coming for you

Coming

Coming for you

Now I'm coming

Coming just for you

Bibi!

I'm coming

Coming for you

Feel me coming

Coming for you

Coming

Who are you?

Bibi.

What do you want?

Go away.

Good morning.

You were shouting in your dream.

Was it a dream? Couldn't have been a dream. I was there.

Come.

Come have some breakfast. Come on, children.

Peace.

Who are you people?

These are refugees from the '60s, commonly known as hippies.

Priscilla, Lotus Blossom, we have a guest.

Get him some coffee and some breakfast.

Friends, we have a newcomer amongst us.

Peace. I haven't heard that word in a long time.

Thank you.

Good morning. Coffee?

- Where is everybody? - They all went down to the sauna.

Clean themselves up after last night.

- You want to go sauna with me? - No, thank you.

Did you have fun last night?

I had the strangest dream.

You dreamt that Alphie was here, didn't you?

- Yes. How did you know? - He was here.

Oh, my God.

- Go to him. - What did you say?

He loves you. He will take you back. Go find Alphie.

Pandi, what was that you were just saying to her?

What I should have said to her a long time ago.

- Go back to your room. - Don't listen to him.

I'm getting you out of here.

- You're going nowhere. - It's a trap, don't you see? He's a louse!

There is a cave under the bridge. You can find us there.

Hey, you!

The park's closed to the public before 7:00 in the morning. Now beat it!

I said, beat it!

- Where do you think you're going? - Get out of my way.

- Bulldog, let her go. - I take orders only from him.

- You want to go? - Yes.

You'll be real sorry. Bulldog, let her go.

- Shake! - Bulldog, let her go.

Thank you, Pandi.

Go to him. He loves you, only you.

- Come with me. - No, it's too late for me.

Go, Bibi, and never come back.

My serf!

Something's happened to me

Suddenly I'm not the same

I was caught in a maze

So blinded and dazed

I couldn't remember my name

Now I've opened up my eyes

And I can see how lost I've been

I was so empty and numb inside

Now I'm full of feeling again

I'm laughing

I'm crying

I'm finally alive

I see the light

I feel it all around me

Healing me

Revealing me

I thought that I had died

Then I looked into the light

And I found me

It's you. Where have you been?

- Is Alphie here? - No, he don't live here no more.

He came, took his things and left my house this morning.

Hey, kid, I hear he's hanging out under the bridge.

You know, with all those old bums. Go find him, he needs you.

Thanks!

I'm laughing

I'm crying

I'm finally alive

I see the light

I feel it all around me

Healing me

Revealing me

I thought that I had died

Then I looked into the light

And now everything's all right

I found me

Hello, there.

Over here.

Are you looking for someone?

Yes, I was told people hang out around here and my friend is with them.

I think I know your friend.

Come with me.

Don't be afraid.

Come on.

- Your name is Bibi? - Yes.

If you know my name, you must know Alphie.

Yes, he joined us this morning.

Here, take my hand. Come on.

- What's wrong? - These people live in this cave?

- Yes, and they're very happy here. - But it's impossible.

It's like the Stone Age.

These people don't like television.

And Alphie lives here, too?

- Down there in the bachelor quarters. - Oh, my God.

Come, my dear.

I'll take you to him.

Light my way, child of love

Shine on me, child of love

Be my eyes, child of love

Help me see, child of love

Child of love

Wait, my friends, don't panic.

They're all yours, Mr. Boogalow.

- What do you want with us? - Is Miss Bibi Phillips among you people?

Will Miss Bibi Phillips please step forward?

Otherwise we will be forced to arrest you all for harboring a criminal.

Why? What's she done?

- We will ask the questions here. - And nobody else.

Bibi Phillips is my wife. I have a right to know.

I'm Bibi Phillips.

Miss Bibi Phillips, we have a warrant for your arrest.

Will you please come with us?

She's not going anywhere.

Forgive me, my dear sirs, she's been with us every day.

She's been living here for over a year now.

Are you her lawyer?

She has done no harm.

She owes BIM Incorporated $10 million.

$10 million.

Is that all?

All right, everybody. That's enough.

You're all under arrest. Let's go.

What's gonna happen to us, Alphie?

It's gonna be all right. I know he's going to come.

- Who's coming? - Mr. Topps.

- Who's Mr. Topps? - Don't worry, just trust me.

I know he's coming.

Who the hell are you?

- They call me Mr. Topps. - Sergeant, arrest that man.

- I can't. - What do you mean, you can't?

I can't move my legs, I'm paralyzed.

Alphie, bring your wife and child, and come with me.

Hey, Topps.

What do you think you're doing?

- I've had enough of you. - But we have a warrant.

Come on. Don't worry.

And you, my good friends, come and join us.

All of you!

We belong to one another

We share each other's destiny

United by our love

We're all children of

the universal family

And we are everybody's brother

- Where are you going? - Goodbye, Dandi.

Pandi, come back.

And we could live in harmony

If we could make the choice

To tune our hearts and raise our voices

And sing the universal melody

Wait a minute, where do you think you're taking them?

I don't know yet.

- I'm looking for a new place. - A new planet?

If I can find one free from your pollution.

Don't tell me you're going to start all over again.

Yes.

- But this time without you. - Without me?

But, my dear Topps, you know that is not possible.

The world simply cannot exist without me.

Let's give it a try.