Artist: Broadway Musicals
Happy New Year
Mimi:How long till next year?
Roger: 31/2 minutes
Mimi: I'm giving up my vices! I'm going back,back to school. Evicton or not this weeks been so hot, as long as I've got you I know I'll be cool. I couldn't crack the love code, dear till you made the lock on my heart explode! It's gunna be a happy new year, a happy new year.
Roger: Cost is clear, You're supposed to be working, that's for midnight, where are they? There isn't much time.
Mimi: Maybe they're dressing. I mean what does one wear that's apprable for a party, that's also a crime.
Maureen: Chip's anyone?
Mark: You can take the girl out of hicksville, but you can't take the hicksville out of the girl.
Maureen: My riot got you on T.V., I deserve a royalty.
Mimi: Be nice you two, or no god awful champaigne.
Maureen: Don't mind if I do. No luck?
Mark: Bolted, pliewood, padlocked with a chain. A total deadend.
Maureen: Just like my ex girlfriend. Honey, I know you're there. Please pick up the phone. Are you okay? It's not funny, it's not fare. How can I atone? Are you okay? I lose control, but I can learn to behave, give me one more chance, let me be your slave. I'll kiss your Dock Martins, let me kiss your Dock Martins. Your every wish I will obey.
Joanne: That might be ok. Down girl, heel, stay. I did a bit of research with my friends at legal aid. Technically, you're squaters, there's hope, but just in case
Mark: We can hoist the line.
Joanne: To the fire escape and tie off at.
Mark and Joanne: That bench.
Maureen: I can't take them as chums.
Joanne: Just start hoisting, wench.
Roger: I think I should be laughing, but i forget, forget how to begin. I'm feelin' something inside, and yet I still can't decide, if I should hie or make I wide open grin. Last week, I wanted jsut to dissapear, my life was dust, but now it just may be a happy new year.
Collins: Bond, James Bond
Angel: And Pussy Galore in person!
Maureen: Pussy you came prepared.
Angel: I was boy scout once, and a brownie, until some brat got scared!
Collins: AHA! Moneypenny, my martini.
Mimi: Will bad champaigne do?
Collins: That's shaken, not stirred. Pussy, the bolts
Angel: Just say the word.
Mimi: 2 minutes left to execute our plan
Maureen: Where's everyone else?
Roger: Playing spiderman.
Mark: Ironic,close,up tight, on the phone machines red light. Once the boho boys are gone, the power misteriously comes on.
Recording of Mark & Roger: Speeeeak.
(2 messages are played. One from Mark's mom. The other, from a T.V. show publicist.)
Maureen: I think we need an agent.
Joanne: That's selling out.
Mark: But it's nice to dream!
Maureen: Yeah! It's network T.V. and it's all thanks to me!
Mark: Somehow, I think I smell the wiff of a scheme.
Maureen: We can plan another protest, this time you can shoot from the start, you'll direct, starring me!
Everyone:5,4,3,open sesame! Happy new year! Happy new year! Happy new (fades out)
Benny: I see that you've beaten me to the punch.
Mark: How'd you know we'd be here?
Benny: I had a hunch.
Roger: You're not mad?
Benny: I'm here to end this war, it's a shame you went and destroyed the door.
Mimi: Why all the sudden the change about face?
Benny: The credit is yours, you made a good case
Roger: What case?
Benny: Mimi came to see me, and she had much to say.
Mimi: That's not how you put it at all, yesterday.
Benny: I couldn't stop thinking about the whole mess. Mark you wanna get this on tape?
Mark: I guess.
Benny: I regret the unlucky circumstances of the past several days.
Roger: Circumstances? You padlocked our do-or.
Benny: And it's with great pride on behalf of cyberarts that i present you this key.
Angel: Golf claps.
Mark: I no juice in my battery.
Roger: Oh, I see, this is a photo oppurtinity.
Maureen: (spoken) The benevelant god, ushers the poor artists back to their flats. Were you planning on taking down the barbed wire from the lot, too?
Roger: (sarcastically) Anything, but that!
Benny: Clearing the lot was a safety concern. We break ground this month, but you can return.
Maureen: That's why your hear with people you hate, instead of with Muffy at Muffy's estate.
Benny: I'd honestly rather be here, than in Westport.
Roger: Spare us, old sport, the sound bite.
Benny: Mimi's situation was seductive.
Mimi: (spoken) Hey, you came on to me.
Benny: I was trying not to be so counter productive. Why not tell them what you wore to my place?
Mimi: (spoken) I was on my way to work!
Benny: Black leather and lace! My desk was a mess and I think I'm still sore.
Mimi: 'Cus, I kicked him and I told him I wasn't his whore!
Benny: Does your boyfriend know who your last boyfriend was.
Roger: I'm not her boyfriend, I don't care what she does!
Angel: People, is this any way to start a new year? Have compassion, Benny just lost his cat.
Benny: (spoken) My dog, but I appreciate that.
Angel: My cat had a fall and I went through hell.
Benny: (spoken) It's like losing a family.... how'd you know she fell?
Benny: (spoken) Don't mind if I do. To dogs!
Eveyone: No, Benny. To you!
Angel: Let's make a resolution!
Mimi: I'll drink to that.
Angel: To always be friends.
Joanne: Though we may have our disputes
Maureen: This family tree has deep roots.
Mark: Friendship is thicker than blood.
Collins: That depends.
Mimi: Depends on trust.
Maureen: Depends on true devotion.
Joanne. Depends on love.
Mark: Depends on not denying emotion!
Roger: (spoken) Perhaps.
Everyone: It's gunna be happy new year.
Roger: (spoken) I guess.
Everyone: It's gunna be happy new year.
Roger: You're right!
Angel: It's gunna be a happy new ye-ear oh oh.
(small music solo)
Roger & Mimi: (spoken) I'm sorry
Mimi: In a minute. I'm fine go.
Drug dealer: (talking to Mimi) Well, well. Look who we have here. It's gunna be a happy new year.
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