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[roulette ball spinning]

[roulette ball drops in slot, clinks]

♪ I wish I had a dollar for ♪

♪ Each timc I took a chancc ♪

♪ On all thosc two-bit Romcos ♪

♪ who countcrfcit romancc ♪

♪ Somchow always thinking of ♪

♪ Thc Iast timc I fcll down ♪

♪ Knowing that you'II fall in Iovc ♪

♪ Oncc upon ♪

♪ A town ♪

[romantic music plays]

[wind blustcrs]

[chilled jazz plays]

♪ Down through thc agcs ♪

♪ AII of thc sagcs ♪

♪ Said don't spcnd
your wagcs on Iovc ♪

♪ Thcrc's graft and collusion ♪

♪ Avoid thc intrusion ♪

♪ And prcccding forcclosurcs ♪

♪ Thcrc's ovcrcxposurc ♪

♪ Down at thc crossroads ♪

♪ A qucstion is poscd ♪

♪ Thc bridgc is washcd out
and thc highway's closcd ♪

♪ Cot a good rcason ♪

♪ Firmly bclicvc ♪

♪ Lovc was dcsigncd
to cxploit and dcccivc ♪

♪ And thcrc's an addcndum ♪

♪ whcncvcr you scnd thcm ♪

♪ That rcd ball
that bcats in your chcst ♪

♪ You will scc ♪

♪ It's simplc addition ♪

♪ It kccps with tradition ♪

♪ Don't spcnd your wagcs on Iovc ♪

♪ Takc any burg, any city or town ♪

♪ Just gct on Main Strcct
and drivc all thc way down ♪

♪ You scc, Iovc has a gravcyard ♪

♪ An orchard for thosc ♪

♪ That lcll on thcir sabrcs ♪

♪ And paid through thc nosc ♪

♪ Your shovcl's a shot glass ♪

♪ Dig your own holc ♪

♪ Bury what's Icft
olyour miscrablc soul ♪

♪ Down through thc agcs ♪

♪ AII of thc sagcs ♪

- ♪ Said don't spcnd your wagcs on Iovc ♪
- ♪ Don't spcnd your wcgcs on Iovc ♪

♪ Thcrc's graft and collusion ♪

♪ Avoid thc intrusion ♪

♪ And prcccding lorcclosurc ♪

♪ Thcrc's ovcrcxposurc ♪

- ♪ Down at thc crossroads ♪
- ♪ Down at thc crossroads ♪

♪ A qucstion is poscd ♪

♪ Thc bridgc is washcd out ♪

♪ And thc highway's closcd ♪

[slot machines blecping,
coins rattling]

[avalanche of coins rattling]

[crowd chattering]

[bell ringing]

[slot machines blecping,
coins rattling]

[male voice] Thc traffic.
Thc crowds. Thc noisc.

Cct out of Las Vcgas
and comc to paradisc.

Discovcr Bora-Bora. Discovcr Tahiti.
Our tour priccs hcvc not gonc up.

Your dollar is still worth a dollar.
wc fly scvcn days a wcck. Tranquillity.

Tropical paradisc.

[man] We have anothcr winner!

[bell ringing]

[chilled jazz plays]

♪ Hcrc comcs thc bridc ♪

♪ And thcrc gocs thc groom ♪

♪ Looks Iikc a hurricanc
wcnt through this room ♪

♪ Smclls Iikc a pool hall ♪

- ♪ whcrc's my othcr shoc ♪
- Go away. Shoo!

♪ And I'm sick and tircd
ofpickin ' up aftcr you ♪

♪ Looks Iikc
you spcnt thc night in a trcnch ♪

♪ And tcll mc ♪

♪ How Iong havc you bccn
combing your hair with a wrcnch? ♪

What is this?

- ♪ Thc roscs arc dcad ♪
- That's grcat, Frannie.

♪ And thc violcts arc too ♪

♪ And I'm sick and tircd
ofpickin ' up aftcr you ♪

- Anybody home? Oh, Prannie?
- ♪ I'vc told you bcforc ♪

♪ I won't tcll you again ♪

♪ You don't dcfrost thc iccbox
with a ballpoint pcn ♪

♪ This railroad apartmcnt ♪

♪ Is hcld togcthcr with gluc ♪

♪ And I'm sick and tircd
ofpickin ' up aftcr you ♪

[phone ringing]

[ringing continues]

Oh, Jesus! You scarcd mc!

Hello.

Hello?

- Hello?
- [Frannie chucklcs]

Damn hang-up.

- Hmm.
- Hmm!

- Mm-hm.
- Mm-hm.

- I wonder who that was.
- One of your boytriends.

- Probably one of your girlfricnds.
- Oh, sure.

- Hmm.
- Sure.

You never know.

You nevcr do.

You know what tomorrow is, Prannie?

Mm-hmm.

It's the Pourth of July.
The day wc mct.

- Pive years ago.
- Hmm.

And I thought
you deserved a prcscnt.

- This is for us.
- Oh, you swectic.

-Hey, l got us a present too.
- You did?

- Yeah.
- Oh.

Happy anniversary, Prannie.
I love you, baby.

- I love you too. Open your present.
- Open your prcscnt.

- You go first. Go ahead .
- Yeah?

- Yeah.
- What is this? What did you get?

It's a surprise.

Two tickets to Bora-Bora.

- Bora-Bora?
- That's right.

Just you and me on the beach.

A little sex. A little surfing.
A little sand in our toes.

Sex and surfing.
I got my sea and ski.

Go on . See what that is.
Open that up.

- I got a decd.
- [he laughs] Ycah.

- I got a deed! The decd to a house.
- The deed to this house.

I bought Moe's share.

- Are you kidding?
- Tricked him.

- No. l bought his share.
- This is the deed to this house?

- Yeah. It's ours.
- Great.

[both laughing]

- This house?
- Yeah.

That's good.
Hank, this house is a fixer-upper.

It's not. . . lt's the house
that you fix up and sell.

Hey, it's got a lot of possibilities.
What are you talkin' about?

- I don't know. [chuckles]
- lt's a grcat house, Frannie.

-Yeah?
- You'II Iove it.

Really. We'll fix it up and have
a place of our own, you know?

Okay.

Sure.

Then . . . Then we can go anyplace.

Anyplace you wanna go.

- I am Tandaleo.
- Tandaleo?

Who are you, pagan slavc?

- On your knecs.
- How about a dance, Tandaleo?

- ♪ I won't dancc, don't ask mc ♪
- Dance, my child .

- You're gonna love the South Seas.
- Nice ankles.

Look, it's a great idea,
but we can't afford it right now.

♪ Bccausc I know
I'vc bccn swindlcd ♪

♪ I ncvcr bargaincd for this ♪

♪ And what's morc
you ncvcr carcd about mc ♪

♪ Why don't you gct your own placc? ♪

♪ So you can Iivc Iikc you do ♪

♪ And I'm sick and tircd
ofpickin ' up aftcr you ♪

Hi, Hildie. Nice evening.

♪ Tckc all your rclativcs ♪

♪ And all olyour shocs ♪

♪ Bclicvc mc
I'II rcally swing whcn you'rc gonc ♪

♪ I'II bc Iivin' on chickcn and winc ♪

♪ Aftcr wc'rc through ♪

♪ with somconc I'II pick up aftcr you ♪

- What are you doing?
- I'm cooking.

Special anniversary dinner.

- What are you so dressed up for?
- I thought you said we wcrc going out.

Hank, let's not fight.

What are you talking about?
l love you .

Honey, let's just promise...

to never ever fight ever again, okay?

You promise?

I promise.

Seal it with a kiss.

♪ I can clcarly
scc nothing is clcar ♪

♪ I kccp falling apart
cvcry ycar ♪

♪ Lct's takc a hammcr to it ♪

- ♪ Thcrc's no glamour in it ♪
- Wait a second. I'll be right back.

- ♪ Is thcrc any way out of this drccm? ♪
- Why don't you forget it this time?

- Maybe we'll have a kid.
- ♪ I'm as bluc ♪

- We're not even married.
- ♪ As I can possibly bc ♪

♪ Is thcrc somconc clsc
out thcrc for mc? ♪

♪ Summcr ♪

♪ Is dragging its fcct ♪

♪ I fccl so incomplctc ♪

♪ Is thcrc any way
out ol this drcam? ♪

♪ Summcr ♪

♪ Is dragging its fcct ♪

♪ I fccl so incomplctc ♪

♪ Is thcrc any way out ♪

♪ Ol this drcam? ♪

What is it gonna be?

The window?

It's gonna be Bora-Bora.

You know, in the South pacific.
It's an island.

Bora-Bora doesn't look like that.

It doesn't, huh?

Not at all .
That's not the colour of the sky.

- You'vc been there?
- Many times.

- You havc?
- Yeah. The sky's a different blue.

L've been to Tahiti,
Bora-Bora, Pago pago.

It's a diffcrcnt colour.
Don't you think?

I don't know. l mean,
I've ncvcr bcen there myself.

I just make the window.
From pictures.

You know,
every time I walk by hcrc

l look at your window
and I say to mysclf,

"What am l doing in this place?
Why am I not there?"

That's funny, 'cause that's
what I think when I makc thc windows.

I should be there doing the hula.

You know, I see you all the time.

You do?

Yeah . l work right up the street
playing the piano.

You play the piano?

Oh, that's great.

I sing too.

That's nice.

Would you like to comc
hear me sing tonight?

Me?

Uh...

- Maggie, you see this guy?
- No, l'm blind .

Gorgeous but dangerous.

- Oh. . . Hi.
- I'm on at ten, then at twelve.

I can leave your name at the door.
What's your name?

My name? Oh, I don't do that.

- I . . . I'vc, uh. . .
- l'm so exhausted.

Maybe...

Tonight is gonna be a very
special night. Rcally grcat.

Prannie, if we're gonna go shopping,
we gotta go now.

It's a holiday.
The stores closc carly.

Be bold! It's the Fourth of July.

- Happy birthday, America.
- You'rc an interesting guy.

I try to stay away
from interesting guys, though.

- Why?
- Well, they're dangerous.

- Are you dangerous?
- Come hear me sing and find out.

Stop. Hold it.

- What?
- l forgot the address. Here.

- I can't do this. I just can't.
- Why not? Give me a good reason.

- I just shouldn't.
- Why? Are you married? Engaged?

- Living in sin?
- No.

What's thc big deal
about a little argument?

My folks were always fighting,
but they knew they loved each other.

They were togcthcr.
Nowadays you just move on.

Ain't nobody committed to nothin'
except having a good time.

Will you stop whining, Hank?
l'm about Frannicd out already.

You know what's wrong
with America, don't ya?

- What?
- It's thc light.

- The light? What's wrong with it?
- There's no more secrets.

It's now all tinsel.
It's phoney bullshit, man. Nothing's real.

Hey, hey, hey, look.

- Wow. Think she's real?
- She's gorgeous.

[Moe] I don't believe this.
What is it, the circus or what?

[Hank] Maybe it's a commercial.

[Moe] Oh, my God .
l think she's Iooking at us.

Act natural and kccp smiling.

[Moe] Who's she lookin' at, you or me?

[Hank] She ain't Iooking at me.
She must be looking at you.

Ooh, mais oui.

She's looking at you.

- Think so?
- Yeah.

Move over. Let's see.
Move over.

- Be subtlc.
- Well, you know.

[man] Leila!

- She's cute.
- [man] Leila!

[man speaks Gcrman]

I must be out of my mind !

[Moe] Uh-oh, we got a family quarrel.

[arguing in Gcrman]

I think l'm in Iove, Moe.

Hcy, hey, hey, now's your chance.
We got 30 seconds.

[muttering in German]

You all right?

- Got a light?
- Sure, sure.

[she coughs softly]

You wanna...

You know, you got a real. . .
You got a nice build .

I mean, I ...

l think you're a nice person.

You have beautiful . . . beautiful eyes.

You'vc got a lovely family.

Meet me any time at the Premont.

You know, when l first
met you, Hank, I thought...

this is not the guy for mc.

No way.

You didn't Iook like him.
You didn't talk like him.

You weren't him.

"Him"?

You know. Prince Charming.

[Hank chucklcs]

But l started to like you anyway.

And then I starfed to lovc you.
'Causc you were nice.

Nice?

Yeah, you wcrc nicc.

You were really nice.

I thought maybe you'd change a little,
and I would changc a little.

We'd both gct together,
and everything would bc all right.

But you haven't changed .

And you're not even nice anymore.

What about you, Frannic?

You uscd to
shave your legs all thc timc.

Now you don't
shave them for weeks.

You were very appetising.

But now...

What do you mean, "now"?
What about yourself?

You used to have a pretty
good build, you know.

You did.
Now you'rc starfing to look like...

an egg.

- Egg?
- Yes, an egg.

If l was putting on a few pounds,
you could have said somethin'.

Why didn't you say somcthin'?

Because, frankly, you ncvcr listcn
to anything l say anyway.

That's because
you've got nothin' to say.

Oh, yes? l have something to say.
l have lots to say!

I have lots to say!
I've got plenty to say!

That's great. You're really
saying something now. Terrific.

- Where you goin'?
- Por a little ride.

Oh, great. Run away.
That's what you're good at.

Terrific. There she gocs, folks.
Off again.

- Know what you're good at?
- No, and I can't wait to hear.

Being boring.
You are so boring.

You have forgotten how to Iive.

I'm gonna get out of here
before l become just like you .

Goodbye, Miss Bora-Bora.

- Are you going?
- Yeah, l'm going. I'm leaving.

- You're really going, arcn't you?
- Yes, l am.

You know, Frannic,
you'rc full of shit.

Because you'rc always talking about
paradise, but when you gct there,

it's still gonna be you and
all your shit walking along the beach.

Yeah, not all my shit.
Because you'II still be here!

Ah, big jokc!

- You're damn right I won't be with you .
- This time it's over, Hank.

This time it is really ovcr.

I'll tell you a littlc secret. l knew
it was over last New Year's Eve,

when l didn't want to
kiss you at midnight.

I wanted to kiss what's-her-name,
the tall blondc.

Yeah, I know the tall blonde.

I didn't want to kiss you either.

- I wanted to kiss Moe.
- Moe?

Yes, Moe. Your best friend , Moe.
He followed me into the bathroom.

He had my blouse half off,
his tongue down my throat.

- And l was enjoying it.
- You kissed Moc?

- Don't come near me. Don't touch me.
- You whore!

And don't you call me a whore,
you hypocritical son of a bitch!

You called that tall blonde
the next day too, didn't you?

And you slept with hcr.
And I kncw.

That was nothin'.

Just a little somethin'.
Besides, I didn't want to hurt ya.

Well, you did.

- Come on, Prannie.
- [car door slams]

- [car engine stuttcrs]
- Come on back.

[car engine stutters and starfs]

All right.
If this is how you want it,

this is how you're gonna get it.

[woman] Hey, knock it off, huh? Leave
your private matters where they belong,

not out here in public.

Hey, Frannie, come on.
What are you doing?

Goodbye.

Hello.

- Hcllo.
- Hi, Angela. Moe here.

- Moc?
- Yeah.

Moe you, Moc mc,
Moe life, Moe lovc.

[he chucklcs]

Angela, is it truc
that you'rc just after me for my body?

L've been wanting to
ask you that a long timc.

Moc, Ijust thought
you wcrc aftcr mc lor my body.

[knocking on door]

-Yeah.
- Wanna comc ovcr Iatcr?

Sure, my cosmically
beautiful cream puff.

- Did you ever kiss Prannie?
- What?

Angela, l'd better call you back.

Yeah.

Did l ever what?

What happened with you and Frannie
Iast New Year's Eve?

Uh. . . New Year's Eve? Jesus.
l don't remember that.

She said you wcrc kissing her
in the bathroom.

Oh , yeah.

Well , l mean...

No. Nothing happcncd.

No, it was just a New Year's kiss.
You know.

- New Year's kiss?
- Yeah . lt was New Year's Eve.

Everybody was kissing cvcrybody.
You even tried to kiss me.

- She said you had her blouse off.
- She said that?

- Yeah.
- l don't remember nobody...

l don't remember
her blouse being off.

Did you unbutton her blouse,
or did she take it off?

- Shc didn't take her blouse off.
- She didn't?

No, it was a misunder. . . Uh, uh...

- I don't rcmcmbcr. Wait a minute.
- Hey, man, you're my best friend.

If l can't trust you,
who am l gonna trust?

Look, nothing happcned
on New Year's Eve, okay?

- Let's lcavc it at that.
- Yeah, l bet nothing happened.

Hey, wait a minutc.
What's wrong with you?

"Something" happened in the bathroom.
Everybody was drinking, having a good...

I don't believe you , you know that?
I think you'rc a snake.

Hey, don't call mc no snake, man .

If you want to starf calling names,
what about Jan Morchouse?

- Jan Morehousc?
- Yeah, I never did bring that up to you .

- That was diffcrcnt.
- What was different about it?

- You didn't Iove her.
- Don't tell me who I Iove.

She was just a good-time girl.
Besides, I didn't want to hurt ya.

Didn't want to hurt me?
So both of you hurf mc in my bed

while l'm out getting pizza
like an idiot?

Come on. Don't want to hurt me.
Hey, forget it.

- Hey, you forget it.
- No, you forgct it!

Comin' ovcr here
with all that bullshit.

That was three years ago, Moe.

Yeah, but it was likc ycstcrday to me.

It was six months ago
when l kissed Prannie too.

Kissed Frannie. That bitch.
I don't believe women sometimes, man.

She was comin' on with me,
for Christ's sake.

Really busted me.

- L'm sorry, Moe.
- Yeah, well, l'm sorry too.

Sorry l got mad at you .

- What's the matter? You all right?
- I can't brcathe, man.

I feel sick.

- Are you okay?
- Frannie and l busted up.

This time it's for good, Maggie.
I swear it.

Come on, honcy.
People make up, they break up.

Nobody's perfect.

[Moe] Listen, you still got
your health, okay?

- Yeah.
- Everything's gonna be okay.

Frannie, you don't
have to be strong for me.

I'm your friend , dopey. You want
to fall apart? You want to cry?

Go ahead. Fall aparf.
You'II feel better.

Maggie, I don't want to
fall aparf, okay?

Listen . Would you like me
to tell you the truth?

No, I don't want to
hear the truth cithcr.

The truth is you'rc a very lucky lady.

Hank is absolutely a great guy.

Okay, so he's a Iittle stingy.

- He's a stick-in-the-mud.
- You guys are gonna be fine.

Hank's wonderful.
He's a little cheap, but hc's wonderful .

Don't make me puke.

- Frannie.
- What?!

You're gonna be fine. I promise you.
You'rc gonna be just fine.

Maybe if you had a good cry,
you'd feel better.

Why don't you just
get it off your chcst and cry?

I don't want to cry.
l don't want to cry.

I really don't.
lf you want to cry, you cry. Go ahead .

You know I want to cry.

I want to cry so bad, but l haven't
cried in so many years, Prannie.

I don't even know if I can cry.

- Do you know how hard it is for me?
- Maggie.

- Oh, God . l'm such a wreck!
- Maggie, I want to livc.

This is what I want.
I want to go out with a bunch of guys.

- I want erotic things to happen.
- Frannie, you're out of your mind.

I want to go to paradise.
l want to do lots of things.

Susan Hayward in I Want to Livc.
Viva Las Vcgas!

I wake up in some strange
fuckin' aparfment.

I don't know where l am .
l'm going out with this guy tonight.

I don't want to go out with this guy.
I go. I cry and I go.

I always go.

He has such a ncrvc, Frannie.
He calls me always at thc last minute.

Then he tells me l should take
a cab over to his house at this hour.

Goodnight.
Lucky I'm crazy about him.

- Prannie, are you gonna bc all right?
- Yeah.

You promise me?
Will you put the chain on thc door?

- Oh , God!
- I'll put the chain on the door.

[door slams]

[softly] Oh, God .

Oh, Hank!

Goddamn it.

♪ OId boricnds ♪

♪ Lost in thc pockct
ofyour ovcrcoat ♪

♪ Likc burncd-out Iightbulbs
on a Fcrris whccl ♪

♪ OId boricnds ♪

♪ You rcmcmbcr
thc kinds ol cars thcy drovc ♪

♪ Parking in cn orangc grovc ♪

Sorry there ain't no mayonnaise
for the tuna fish.

That's all wc got.

I gotta run . l gotta meet
the two girls at the Plamingo.

- I'm gonna call you in a half an hour.
- Thanks, pal . Thanks for everything.

You'vc got the TV
and some grass in thc desk.

L'll see you about, uh. . .
l'll call you in a half an hour.

Okay. Thank you, Moc.
Have a good time.

I love you, man.
I'll scc ya later.

[door shuts]

Oh, Jesus.

♪ Wc lcll in Iovc, you scc ♪

♪ With somconc that wc uscd to bc ♪

♪ Though I vcry scldom think ofyou ♪

♪ Ncvcrthclcss ♪

♪ Somctimcs a manncquin's
bluc summcr drcss ♪

♪ Can makc a window ♪

♪ Likc a drcam ♪

♪ But now thosc drcams
bclong to somconc clsc ♪

♪ Now thcy talk in thcir slccp
in a drawcr whcrc I kccp ♪

♪ AII my old boricnds ♪

♪ Girls lill up thc bars
cvcry spring ♪

♪ Dark plcccs lor rcmcmbcring ♪

♪ AII your old ♪

♪ Boricnds ♪

[clock ticking]

[thunder rumbles]

[she whistles]

[she whistles]

[seductive music plays]

[door creaks]

Hi , Hank.

So, uh...

what happened to your hair?

My hair?

I had it pcrmcd.

- Don't you like it?
- Yeah.

- Yeah, I likc it.
- It's supposcd to be more...

Just looks different, that's all.

It does, huh?

What are you doin' here, Hank?

I live here. Remembcr?

Yeah, I rcmcmbcr.

Taking the gong, huh?

Where you goin' in that dress?

To hell and back.

You'll probably get there in that dress.
You know what that dress says, don't ya?

- What?
- "Come and get me, boys. Eat mc up."

Well, that's good,
'cause that's cxactly what l'm saying.

L'm saying,
"Come and get me, boys."

Taking a little trip?

Yeah. Maybe l am.

- Where you goin'?
- Me? I'm going to paradise.

I'm not going roller-skating
to Henderson, Ncvada.

L'm not going to Reno,
and l'm not going fishing in Lake Mead .

I am going to Bora-Bora and Tahiti.

I hear Bora-Bora's very exotic
this time of the ycar.

- It's gonna be nice.
- Why don't you shove Bora-Bora?

Hank...

please. I'm not gonna wait for you
to starf living my lifc.

- No more! You'll be sorry.
- What's happened? What's going on?

Stupid suitcasc.

L'm not a pair of shoes, Hank.

What's going on?
l mean, how did we get here, huh?

Me standing here watching you
go down thcsc stcps

and not even trying to stop ya.

What do you think this means?

God.

I don't know what it means.

I guess it means it's over.

[slow jazz plays]

[roulette ball spinning]

[roulette ball drops in slot, clinks]

[distant fireworks exploding]

[fireworks exploding and whizzing]

[slot machines blecping,
firecrackers banging]

- Hello, beautiful.
- Me?

Would you mind giving mc a light
for my cigar, please?

- I have a light.
- [firecrackers banging]

- I'll lct you have it.
- Thank you . Have a nice day.

You too.

Crazy peoplc.

[loud dancc music plays]

Maggie!

- What do you think of mc?
- What do I think of you?

I think that I'm cxhausted .
l think that you look gorgeous.

- You look like a hot tomato.
- I do?

- Yeah . You smell familiar, though.
- Not too much...

- You wearing my pcrfumc?
- A tiny bit.

- A tiny bit? That's $b5 an ounce.
- lt's the Fourfh of July and l thought...

- Where are you meeting him?
- Huh?

- Where are you going?
- The place hc told mc.

Oh, shit. I gave thc match
to the short guy l never saw before.

- I'll bc back.
- All right. Prannie...

[Ray] Ycah. I play thc piano.
I sing too.

[Leila] You wanna mcct mc
ninc o'clock at thc Frcmont?

- Hey. Remember me?
- Yeah. Miriam.

No. Leslic.

[chilled jazz plays]

[firecrackers banging]

[piano keys jangling]

[chilled jazz piano plays]

[jazz trumpet plays]

[woman gasps] Ooh! Oh!

[chilled jazz plays]

[slot machines blecping]

Pantastic!

That's bold , man.
That's thc way you gotta do it.

- The pants are a littlc tight.
- They're supposed to be tight.

- You can see my equipment.
- Sexy. It's all right, man.

- You'rc making a statement here.
- l'm sayin' something .

You're saying something. You've bccn
out of circulation a long time.

The women are liberatcd now.
They're coming on strong.

And you gotta comc on strong.
That's great. Hey!

- Moves, Moe. Movcs.
- Look at this. Hey.

You know, it was the Pourth of July,
five years ago today?

So I was driving through thc middle
of the deserf and my car brokc down.

It was the Pourth of July.

People were swearing at mc
and throwing things at me.

All of a sudden, this guy comcs out of
nowhere in a tow truck and rescues me.

Took one look at her and said,
"Watch out, this woman's gonna be trouble."

I should have known bctter.
Then she starts telling me her Iife story.

So he starfs reading mc poctry. lt turns
out he didn't even write this poetry,

which was pretty good.

His customer writes it.
He keeps it around just to show women.

So then she looks up at me
with this little clown face

and l'm really wishing
I had written thosc poems.

Oh, yeah?
Who wrote it? Leon, huh?

No. Pox.

Hank thinks that he understands women,
but he doesn't.

Prannie, this is what I'm talking about.
This is hot and sexy.

How do you wear these?

I don't think Frannic understands men .

In fact, l don't know any woman
who really understands men.

- That depends on thc woman.
- Yeah.

- It's a littlc likc a tuna fish.
- Hank, come on.

You look great.

It's a masterpiece.

Great, Tony.

That's a vcry in look.
You know what I mcan?

His girlfriend thinks he's boring.

[Maggie] Oh, Prannie. Pive years
with Hank, and all you've got is time.

Honey, you didn't even wind up
with a piece of real cstatc.

I know.

[smooth piano music plays]

Are you alonc?

No. Somebody's meeting me.

- How many in your party?
- Two.

- Buffet or dinncr?
- Dinner, pleasc.

- Right herc.
- Thank you.

No funny stuff.

Set-up.

What does he mean by that?

Shit.

Hey. Hey, excuse me.

Ray?

- L'm Prannie. Remember?
- Well, look at this.

You know,
I've been thinking about you all day.

- You have, huh?
- Yeah, I havc.

Let me explain.
You see, what happens is,

l sing once in a while,
and the rest of thc timc...

- You'rc a waiter.
- I'm a waiter. l'm a waiter.

That's all right.
l was a waitress myself once.

In Florida for a long timc.

Adam and Eve on a raft.
Wreck 'em.

- Wreck two. Got ya, Deena.
- Oh, no. She thinks l ...

- I'm bothering you . I should go.
- No, wait a minute. Don't go.

- Have a glass of wine. l'II join you.
- Wine? l didn't order any wine.

- Would you like a club sandwich?
- Yes, I'm starving.

There goes thc crab lcg.
That's okay. Here.

- I'm glad to sce you.
- I'm glad to scc you too.

To Bora-Bora
and other romantic places.

- Isn't that my club sandwich there?
- Not any more.

- Let me light the candle, okay?
- Don't light this candle.

Why not? It's thc Fourth of July.
We gotta be happy!

- L'm happy l found you.
- I'm happy l found you too.

Look, I was rcally
gonna sing tonight,

but what happencd was at the last
minute, the owner pulled the plug.

You belicvc it?
I had a real first-class act.

- What are you trying to do, Raymond?
- That's show business.

- Madam, l'll take care of it.
- Excuse me. Would you mind?

I'm trying to have
a reunion hcrc with my fricnd.

Really? l'm trying to have
a coffee shop here, Raymond.

Excuse me.
l think those are my waffles.

Waffles?
We have plenty of waffles.

- You'rc gctting me very mad, Raymond .
- Can I have some horseradish here?

"Javeay."

- "Javeay."
- It's Javicr.

Raymond, why can't you be
more like Javier?

He sings, but he's completely satisfied
with being a waitcr.

Are you listening to mc?
Horseradish, "Javcay."

You're through.
You'rc washed up here.

You never could sing . You can't
sing your way out of a paper bag.

- Horseradish.
- Don't givc it to me. Give it to him .

Look, I'vc ncvcr been treated
so badly in a restaurant in all my life.

- I'm so sorry.
- This place is the pits.

And you, my friend,
wouldn't know a tit from a tortilla.

That should takc carc
of the bill plus tip.

- Your service is terrible.
- Whose fault is that?

- I think you just got fircd.
- That's okay. You inspire me.

Let's get out of here. l'll see you
someday on the strip when I'm singing .

Yeah , save me some passes
in the strect.

- Pella, give me the lady's steak.
- Fella? What am I , a fclla?

I happen to own this joint.
You bunch of cannibals.

Your hair looks diffcrcnt.

- Yeah. l had it curled .
- You look very beautiful.

Thank you.

- So do you.
- Thank you.

- This is like a dance floor, isn't it?
- Mm-hm.

Oh, l love to dance.

- I used to dancc.
- please sit, pleasc.

Okay.

I guess it's goodbye, Vegas, for me.

- Really? You'rc really going?
- Yeah.

- You see this lounge?
- Yes.

It could have had a rcal class act.

Me. 'Cause I do
only original material.

I had the best musicians
in Vegas lined up.

- You're really going, huh?
- Yeah.

- Well, where are you going?
- I don't know.

Somewhcrc.

[piano plays]

Like in the movie Casablanca.

- You remember?
- Oh, yeah.

Humphrey Bogart.

- He was real cool.
- Mm-hm.

He owned this swank club.

That could be me.

- Maybe.
- Yeah.

You know, he lost thc woman
in the end of that movie.

- No, he didn't.
- Yeah, hc did.

He could have had hcr, but
he gave her up for something greater.

- Yeah? What?
- Por freedom.

- Freedom?
- Yeah.

He should have kept the girl.
Wouldn't you?

We'll sce.

[piano tempo incrcascs]

- I like that.
- You do?

- Yes, it's good.
- Thank you.

♪ Mcct mc tonight ♪

♪ It's raining Cuban cigars ♪

"Cuban cigars"?

♪ Mcct mc tonight ♪

♪ And wc'II makc Iovc whcrc wc arc ♪

We'll see about that.

♪ Kiss mc tonight ♪

♪ It's raining chatcaubriand ♪

And Dom pórignon.

♪ It's magic tonight ♪

♪ And you turn mc on ♪

[tango plays]

- Where are we going?
- We're gonna dance.

- Wanna dance?
- Okay.

- Can you tango?
- A little bit.

Oh , yeah!

Oló!

Hey!

Oló!

[Ray sings]
♪ La, Ia, Ia, Ia, Ia, Ia! ♪

You can sing.

Uh!

- You dancc divinely.
- I know.

Whoo! Oh...

Oh!

- Whoo!
- Oló!

Whoo!

[romantic music plays]

[waves lapping]

[ship horn blares]

[bird twittering]

[jungle animal calls]

[upbeat dance music plays]

- [woman laughs]
- Shit!

Leila, Lcila.

She ain't gonna come.
l know she ain't gonna come.

[he chuckles, woman laughs]

- You like this hair?
- [woman laughs]

Look, I didn't know, it wasn't my idea.
l didn't know.

The guy said ,
"This is what they wear nowadays.

It's vcry in."

♪ Littlc Boy BIuc
comc blow your horn ♪

♪ Thc dish ran away with a spoon ♪

♪ Homc again, homc again
It's Saturday morn ♪

♪ Hc ncvcr gcts up bclorc noon ♪

♪ Shc uscd to rcndcr you
Icgal and tcndcr ♪

♪ Whcn you uscd to scnd hcr
your promiscs, boy ♪

♪ A dillar, a dollar
unbutton your collar ♪

♪ And comc out and hollcr out
cll olyour noisc ♪

[she laughs]

♪ Littlc Boy BIuc
comc blow your top ♪

♪ Cut it right down to thc quick ♪

♪ Don't sit homc and cry
on thc Fourth ol July ♪

♪ Around now
you'rc hittin' thc bricks ♪

♪ Abracadabra
now shc's disappcarcd ♪

♪ Evcrything's Canada Dry ♪

♪ So wash your bchaviour
and rattlc your cagc ♪

♪ with a bottlc of bourbon
goodbyc ♪

♪ Littlc Boy BIuc
Iost Littlc Bo Pccp ♪

♪ Shc lcll through a holc
in thc ncst ♪

♪ Now, ain't it pcculiar ♪

♪ That shc's finally coolcd
your big whccls Iikc all thc rcst ♪

♪ whcncvcr it rains
thc umbrcllas complain ♪

♪ Thcy clways gct playcd
for a chump ♪

♪ So mark it and strikc it
shc's history now ♪

♪ And you'rc hanging out at thc pumps ♪

[funky music plays]

[upbeat dance music plays]

[fireworks exploding]

Pifty-eight, 5q, b0.

All right. I said
the Premont Hotel, nine o'clock.

Excuse me. Excusc mc.
Fremont Hotcl.

Hey, Leila!

- You're still there, arcn't you?
- Yeah. I'd givcn up on you .

My father locked me
in the bathroom for two hours.

[upbeat dance music plays]

[fireworks exploding]

[crowd cheering and whistling]

[mouths]

[no audible dialogue]

[romantic music plays]

[music fades]

Keep guessing.

We're in the old factory,
and you're the night watchman.

- No, not quite.
- [door creaks]

[distant howling]

We're in the dungeon
of the Marquis dc Sadc...

and I'm your prisoner.

- I wish you were.
- Hey! No. Wait.

We're in thc Taj Mahal,
and this is your gardcn.

- Hey! I saw a shooting star!
- Yeah. Did you makc a wish?

This is the gardcn
of the Taj Mahal.

[distant fireworks exploding]

You know thc Taj Mahal
was built for a woman?

Really?

[distant fireworks exploding]

This is where I come to think.

[light plane drones overhead]

[distant fireworks exploding]

- You want a swig?
- Yeah.

Mmm.

Ray.

[lift bell dings]

- This is my friend's floor.
- I wanna smoke this cigar hcrc.

- Why don't you come with me?
- Oh, l can't.

Come on, Frannic.
Why can't you?

- [lift bell dings]
- Come with me.

- I can't.
- [lift bell dings]

- You're gonna have to tell me to go.
- When are we gonna gct going?

- You should go, Ray.
- You really want me to?

L'd like to go with you,
but my friend is waiting.

Come on.
Come with me, huh?

- [woman] She should go home.
- I'm on my knees.

- I can't.
- I'm on my knees.

That's Iove.

[romantic music plays]

[lift bell dings]

[sighs] Okay.

Okay. l'll do it. I'll go.

[lift bell dings]

So...

Hi.

Hi.

You know,
l was never gonna do it again.

[she laughs]

But I wanna do it for you.

- You wait.
- please, do it for mc.

Spotlight!

Drum roll!

For the first time, Los Trapchos!

Pah-pah-pah!

[softly] Pah-pah-pah.

Dah-dah!

[she gigglcs]

[softly] Pah-pah-pah.

[softly] Pah-pah-pah.

Dah-dah-dah.

[gentle accordion music plays]

[distant fireworks whizzing]

Hey, be careful !
Those are high-tension wires.

Bravo!

Moc's not gonna believe this one.

I'll tcll you that.

[brass instruments play atonal tune]

I call this "Used Carlotta".

[brass instruments play slow tunc]

[orchestra plays romantic tune]

Bravo!

- You'd better catch me.
- I got ya.

[distant fireworks exploding]

[distant fireworks exploding]

[cicadas chirping]

[plane passing ovcrhcad]

My place.

It's nice.

[samba music plays]

Can l ask you a personal question?

Personal?

Yeah.

I guess so.

Do you fall in lovc a lot?

No.

In high school,
we used to go to the drive-ins.

- It must have becn so scxy.
- Wanna go to a drive-in?

- Yeah. Very sexy.
- You could have a boytriend.

It's kinda cool, isn't it?
It gets kinda cool herc in thc desert.

Want some of this blankct?

- You never went to high school?
- No.

Listen. Did you cvcr
have a boyfricnd?

- Ever went to the drivc-in?
- No.

- Want some music?
- No.

What do you want?
Tell you what l want.

[samba music plays]

♪ Say, havc you sccn thc ccrioca ♪

♪ It's not a fox-trot or a polka ♪

♪ It has c Iittlc bit ol ncw rhythm ♪

♪ Ol bluc rhythm that sighs ♪

♪ It has a mctrc that is tricky ♪

♪ A bit of wickcd wacky-wicky ♪

♪ But whcn you dancc it
with a ncw Iovc ♪

♪ Thcrc'II bc truc Iovc in his cycs ♪

♪ You'II drcam of thc ncw carioca ♪

♪ It's thcmc is a kiss and c sigh ♪

♪ You'II drcam of thc ncw carioca ♪

♪ whcn music and Iights arc gonc
and wc'rc saying goodbyc ♪

♪ Two hcads togcthcr
thcy say arc bcttcr than onc ♪

♪ Two hcads togcthcr
that's how this dancc is bcgun ♪

♪ Two arms around you and Iips that sigh
I'm yours and you arc minc ♪

[romantic music plays]

[distant fireworks exploding]

[music fades]

[birds twittering]

[mechanism whirring]

[gentle jazz plays]

[nearby rattling and banging]

Prannie!

- What are you doing?
- It's nothing.

- Just a little something.
- l knew it.

I knew it! I kncw!

[tapping numbers on phone]

Come on.

Hello, Frannie. Oh, Maggic?
Maggie, let me talk to Prannie.

- Is she therc?
- Sorry, you got thc wrong numbcr.

What do you mean , wrong number?
Wrong number, my ass. What?

- Wait a minute!
- [slams down phonc]

[tapping numbers on phone]

Hey, Moe, you rcmcmbcr
the circus girl? Well, she's here.

Yeah. Hey, go to my house,
pick up my car in front, huh?

- Okay. l gotta find Prannie.
- Wait a minutc.

-AII right, I know it's implausible.
- SIow down.

Bye.

Mornin'.

Gutcn Morgcn!

So, how was your sleep?

Oh, good. Very good. You?

- Getting up early, huh?
- Early bird gets the worm.

- Well, l guess so.
- Who the hell wants a worm?

Huh.

So, heard you on the phone over there.

A bit early, isn't it?

Oh, you know, l talk to this
business acquaintance of mine.

Oh.

-Pender man.
-Mm-hm.

Workin' out of Long Beach .

Hmm.

Long Bcach.

Hey, what's that?

Oh , that?

That's somcthing
I picked up at Caesar's palace.

Basic ruby ring, that's all it is.

Do you know what that is?

It's the all-seeing eye.

Now, that tells the truth.

Oh, yeah?

Hey, can you tell forfuncs?

Unfortunately, yes.

She's with that guy, isn't she?

[Leila] Love is for suckers.

I was thinking you oughta spend more
time with people who understand you,

people who want
the same things you want.

- People like you maybe?
- You got it.

Hmm.

Well, what would we do, Ray?

We would follow our hearts.

Where to?

- Wherever they take us.
- Really?

Sure. We could go
to the airporf, take a plane

and wake up in paris or Rome.

-Mm-hm.
-The South Pacific, hmm?

- We couldn't do that.
- Why not?

- Not really.
- What do you mean we couldn't do it?

What's stopping us? You got
the travel agency. I got thc money saved.

Perfect.

Tonight.

Bora-Bora.

- We could, you know.
- Yes, we could and we will.

We could actually do it.

- We will . You wanna do it?
- On the beach.

- On the beach.
- With the starfish.

- Yeah.
- On top of each othcr.

- Pina coladas.
- Coconuts.

- Mmm.
- [she chucklcs]

Step on it, Moe.

When you love a marricd man,
you have to lcarn.

- Hey, I'm not a marricd man.
- Yeah? You step out there together,

but you gotta come back alone.

It's a high-wire act.

Yeah. Right. Lovc is a high-wire act,
especially with this guy.

Keep 'em comin', Moe.

If you wanna get rid of a circus girl,
all you gotta do is closc your eyes.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Then what, circus girl?

Then she disappcars.

Like spit on a griddle.

Let's see if Frannic's here.

Hank! Hank!

What?

Hank, run away with mc, Hank.

Let's run away from Las Vegas.

Will you?
Come on. Take a chance.

I wouldn't hurf you
for anything, Lcila.

I mean, I really...

l really...

l love you too, Hank.

You'rc beautiful .

Leila, wait a second.
I'll bc right back, okay?

Remember.

Spit on a griddlc.

Leila.

Leila!

- [lift bell dings]
- Come on.

Come on . We gotta talk to her.

Slow down, man. Takc it casy.
We're in no big hurry here.

- Maggie!
- lt's Sunday mornin', Hank.

- There's people slecpin' here.
- Maggie!

- Who is it?
- It's mc. Hank.

- Hank. . .
- Open the door. I gotta talk to ya.

Why don't you come back. . . Jesus!
Come back later when we're up?

Come on, Maggic,
open the door. l gotta talk to ya.

Please.

Yeah?

- Where's Frannie?
- Sleeping.

Wake her up. l gotta talk to her.

L'm not waking her up.
She's not feeling well.

Well, neither am l .
Would you open the door, please?

- I'm not opening this door, Hank.
- Maggie!

- I'm gonna break the door down!
- The hell you're gonna break the door down .

- Are you going crazy?
- Jesus Christ!

You crazy, you son of
a bloody animal , you !

You'd bettcr opcn the door, Maggie.

[Maggie shricks] Hcy!

- She's not in there!
- Prannie! Prannie!

Argh!

I knew it. I kncw it!

She's not here. Shc hasn't
been here all night, has she?

- I've never had the pleasure, Moe. . .
- lt's my pleasure, l assure you.

- Maggie Levine. lt's really Leveen.
- l can't breathe.

I can't bclicvc all these years
I never met you.

- It's my hearf.
- You all right, honcy?

- You'rc gonna be all right.
- Have a drink.

You want a cigarcttc?
Here. Have a cigarettc, swccthearf.

- I don't want a cigarette.
- You want coffee? l make great coffee.

- I don't want any. So where is she, Maggie?
- Who knows?

- You know whcrc shc is.
- You all right?

- Promisc you're gonna behave yourself?
- I'm okay. Rcally.

- Okay. She's with a friend.
- Yeah . The tuxedo guy?

She's entitled to havc fricnds, isn't she?

- It's all right.
- Everybody's gotta have friends, huh?

- Yeah. See there.
- He's probably a relative.

- What's his name?
- His name's Ray.

He plays the piano, and he works
at this place called thc Tropical.

- They'll know where he lives.
- The Tropical? You know the Tropical.

- Come on , Moe!
- Wait a minute.

[Maggie] l trusted you !
You gonna be good to her?

- I love her!
- Then spend some money on her once in a while!

I'm gonna break some legs, man.
l'm gonna call that guy, Al.

- Okay, man.
- Can you handle it all right?

Let's get goin', man .
Ouit the talkin'. Hey, Moe!

♪ You can't unring a bcll, Junior ♪

♪ It'II cost you to gct out
ol this onc, Junior ♪

♪ Shc's got big plans ♪

♪ That don 't includc you ♪

♪ Takc it Iikc a man ♪

♪ 'Causc you can't unring a bcll ♪

♪ Suckcr ♪

♪ You'II nccd an attorncy
lor thisjourncy ♪

[Ray] Who is it?

Room service.

We didn't order any room service.

♪ How's it fccl? ♪

♪ How do you Iikc it
in thc slam? ♪

♪ You'rc a Iittlc man
in a grcat big town ♪

- [electricity crackles]
- Uhhh!

♪ Pcrhaps you wcrc a Iittlc hcsty ♪

♪ You can't takc back
thc things you said ♪

Ohh!

- Hank.
- Frannie!

- What are you doing here?
- Leave me alone once and for all.

- Goddamn your ass.
- What are you doing?

What am l doing? What are you doing?
Get your hands off.

- Mister, relax, okay?
- Hey, man! You fool with my woman.

- You're tellin' me to relax?
- l'm not your goddamn woman .

- Have a cigarcttc.
- I don't want a cigarette.

- I want my woman.
- I'm not your woman.

- Take it easy. You heard what she said.
- Hey, you take it casy!

- Wc don't need an interpreter.
- You have to lct mc go.

I don't wanna have to use this.

- I don't wanna have to use it.
- l'm going. We're leaving.

- Oh, shit.
- [Ray] You can't do that.

You can't just break into pcople's
apartments like that and kidnap them.

That's what I'm doing.
Hey, relax, okay?

- Let go of me.
- [Ray] Now I am really mad!

Put me down.
We'll talk this over.

You wanted something different,
didn't ya? This exciting enough for you?

I'm gonna call the cops,
you son of a bitch!

Shut up, Prannie!

- [Ray] Hold it! Wait a minute.
- [Hank] Hey, relax, Ray.

I don't wanna be
with you anymore.

- Don't you get it?
- You'rc gonna get it!

This is humiliating.
It's not even stupid . lt's embarrassing.

- Get out of the way!
- And l won't shut up. I don't wanna.

[samba music plays]

♪ Say, havc you sccn thc ccrioca ♪

♪ It's not a fox-trot or a polka ♪

♪ It has c Iittlc bit ol ncw rhythm ♪

♪ Ol bluc rhythm that sighs ♪

Terrific. Just what I feel like doing,

taking a nice little naked ride on
a Sunday afternoon with somcbody l hate!

- I'm not cxactly crazy about you .
- [horn blares, man wolf whistles]

What are you looking at?
Haven't you sccn breasts before?

Here, cover yoursclf up.

Why don't you take a picture?
lt'll last longer.

Puck off, meatball !

I don't care anymore, okay?
I just don't care.

Don't you know I'd sing to ya
if I could sing to ya?

Oh, Hank.

I can't sing, honey.

We've becn saying goodbye
for years, honey.

This time it's rcally goodbye.

Bye, Hank.

[slow piano music plays]

♪ Brokcn bicyclcs ♪

♪ OId bustcd chains ♪

♪ Rustcd handlcbars out in thc rain ♪

♪ Somcbody must havc
an orphanagc for ♪

♪ AII thcsc things
that nobody wants anymorc ♪

Just the two of us, alonc together.

- Bora-Bora.
- ♪ Scptcmbcr's rcminding July ♪

Let's hear it for Miller time!

♪ It's timc to bc saying goodbyc ♪

Why not?

- ♪ You can 't unring a bcll, Junior ♪
- Why not?

♪ It'II cost you to gct out
ol this onc, Junior ♪

♪ Shc's got big plans ♪

♪ That don 't includc you ♪

Can you believe it? Thc airport.

- I'm finally going someplace. Wow.
- ♪ Takc it Iikc a man ♪

Come on, hurry.
Wc don't wanna miss the plane.

Bora-Bora.
I'll givc you Bora-Bora.

♪ 'Causc you can't unring a bcll ♪

l didn't comc hcre to lose you
to some Rudolph "Vasclino" guy.

I tell you that.

You know, the island of Bora-Bora is really
only 20 miles around in circumference.

You could practically walk around it
in a day if you wantcd to.

It's 500 milcs from Tahiti,

but first you have to make
a connecting flight from Papcete.

- It's onc of the Fiji islands.
- Are you a little ncrvous?

No, I'm not nervous.
Why? Am I talking too much?

♪ How's it fccl? ♪

♪ You'rc a Iittlc man ♪

♪ In c grcat big town ♪

[brakes screech]

- You meathead! What's your problem?
- ♪ Pcrhaps you wcrc a Iittlc hasty ♪

Hey, buddy, I'm sorry.

- You shouldn't be parking here.
- Sorry.

I'm not normally like this,
but I got a planc to catch. Here.

♪ You can't takc back
thc things you said ♪

- [horns blaring]
- [Frannie gasps]

♪ Man ♪

♪ 'Causc you can't unring a bcll ♪

- ♪ Junior ♪
- Do you have a flight to Bora-Bora?

- The end of thc counter.
- [Ray] What about this guy Hank?

He's a Iittle
on the crazy side, isn't he?

He's not crazy.
He was just hurt.

- Excuse me.
- ♪ Cct it through your hcad ♪

Excuse me.

L'm sorry, sir, you're gonna have
to wait at the end of thc line.

- How long did you live together?
- Oh, five years.

[whistles] That's a Iong time
to live with the wrong pcrson.

- When did you split up?
- The day beforc ycstcrday.

- We don't fly to Bora-Eora.
- Who does fly to Bora-Bora?

- Go to Los Angclcs.
- When's your flight to Los Angeles?

- Wc don't fly to Los Angeles.
- Why are you giving me such a hard time?

L'm not giving you a hard time.
You're giving all of us a hard time.

- L'm gonna jump over this counter!
- PSA has the last flight to Los Angeles.

- Thank you.
- l think it's already Ieft.

♪ Ycah, shc's got big plans ♪

♪ With a guy from South Amcrica ♪

Prannie! Hey!

♪ It hurts, don't it? ♪

- ♪ Bcttcr gct down on your knccs ♪
- Frannie! Coming through!

- ♪ Suffcr ♪
- Frannie!

- Hey, Frannie!
- Hank.

- Frannie.
- [Ray] Not again.

- What are you doing?
- l thought I'd do some travelling .

- [Ray] I don't bclieve this guy.
- Yeah? Whcrc to?

- I was thinkin' of looking into Bora-Bora.
- Come on, Prannie.

- Let's go in.
- You ain't got no passporf, okay?

- I'll get a passporf. Excuse me.
- [Ray] Prannie, please. Come on.

- Where do you get a passporf?
- Thc plane's not gonna wait.

Frannie, l wouldn't get on
this plane if l were you .

- Let's go, Prannie.
- The wing looks a little funny.

Prannie, please. Come on.

Frannie, pleasc.

Hank, l'm through fighting.

Come on, Frannic.
Come on back, Prannie.

- [Ray] Come with me, okay?
- Don't go, Prannie.

I didn't come here to fight with ya.

I came to sing to ya.

♪ You arc my sunshinc
my only sunshinc ♪

♪ You makc mc happy ♪

♪ whcn skics arc grcy ♪

♪ You'II ncvcr know, dcar ♪

♪ How much I Iovc you ♪

♪ PIcasc don't takc
my sunshinc away ♪

That was nice.

Frannie, come on homc.

Come on back, Prannie.

[Ray] Prannie, please.
Come on, Frannic.

- The plane is lcaving.
- It's too late. lt's too late.

Prannie.

[thunder rumbles]

[gentle jazz plays]

♪ I should go out and honk thc horn ♪

♪ It's Indcpcndcncc Day ♪

♪ Instcad Ijust
pour myscll a drink ♪

♪ It's got to bc Iovc
I'vc ncvcr fclt this way ♪

♪ Oh, baby,
this onc's from thc hcart ♪

♪ Thc shcdows on thc wall
Iook Iikc a railroad track ♪

[plane engincs roar]

♪ I wondcr if hc's cvcr comin' back ♪

♪ Thc moon's a ycllow stain
across thc sky ♪

♪ Oh, baby ♪

♪ This onc's from thc hcart ♪

[muttering]

♪ BIondcs, bruncttcs and rcdhcads ♪

♪ Put thcir hammcr down ♪

♪ To pound a cold chiscl
through my hcart ♪

♪ But thcy wcrc nothing
but apostrophcs ♪

♪ Oh, baby,
this onc's from thc hcart ♪

♪ I can't tcll ♪

♪ Is that a sircn
or a scxophonc ♪

♪ But thc roads gct so slippcry
whcn it rains ♪

♪ I Iovc you ♪

♪ Morc thcn all thcsc words
can cvcr say ♪

♪ Oh, baby,
this onc's from thc hcart ♪

[dog barking]

[car approaching]

[thunder rumbles]

Prannie.

Frannie, Frannic.

[romantic music plays]

I made a mistake.

[she laughs]

♪ Takc mc homc, you silly boy ♪

♪ Put your arms around mc ♪

♪ Takc mc homc, you silly boy ♪

l love you .
I love you so much.

♪ Thc world's not round without you ♪

Oh , Prannie.

♪ I'm so sorry
that I brokc your hcart ♪

- ♪ PIcasc don't Icavc my sidc ♪
- lt's gonna be all right.

♪ Takc mc homc, you silly boy ♪

♪ 'Causc IĘm still in Iovc with you ♪

Baby.

[gentle music plays]

[birds twittering]

[chilled jazz plays]

♪ I should go out
and honk thc horn ♪

♪ It's Indcpcndcncc Day ♪

♪ But instcad
I'IIjust pour mysclf a drink ♪

♪ It's got to bc Iovc ♪

♪ I'vc ncvcr fclt this way ♪

♪ Oh, baby ♪

♪ This onc's from thc hcart ♪

♪ Thc shcdows on thc wall
Iook Iikc a railroad track ♪

♪ I wondcr if hc's cvcr comin' back ♪

♪ Thc moon's a ycllow stain
across thc sky ♪

♪ Oh, baby ♪

♪ This onc's from thc hcart ♪

♪ Maybc I'II go down to thc corncr
and gct a racing form ♪

♪ But I should probably wait hcrc
by thc phonc ♪

♪ Thc brakcs nccd adjustmcnt
on thc convcrtiblc ♪

♪ Oh, baby ♪

♪ This onc's from thc hcart ♪

♪ Thc wind is climbin'
thc avocado trcc ♪

♪ Rubbin' its bcck
against thc wall ♪

♪ I pour mysclf a doublc sympathy ♪

♪ Oh, baby ♪

♪ This onc's from thc hcart ♪

♪ And blondcs, bruncttcs
and rcdhcads ♪

♪ Put thcir hammcr down ♪

♪ To pound a cold chiscl
through my hcart ♪

♪ But thcy wcrc nothin'
but apostrophcs ♪

♪ Oh, baby ♪

♪ This onc's from thc hcart ♪