The Apple (1980) Movie Script
1
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 imprsario Du monde,
monsieur Boogalow.
Mesdames et messieurs,
la meilleure chanson a gagn,
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.
Mr. Boogalow, what about something for the
billion of Americans who were watching?
The best song won.
The BIM is with us to stay.
I understand the government has adopted your BIM
song as part of their national fitness program,
- is that true?
- You'll know tomorrow.
Sir, 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 grand 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.
Hey 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
We 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, yes, and the press is waiting, too.
So let's not waste time.
Ashley, we are ready for the press.
Ah! 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.
You see, 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.
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.
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, come on 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
Whoa!
Go! Go!
Do it, do it, do it, do it!
Oh, yeah
It's a natural, natural, natural desire
Gets you higher, higher, higher
Let the apple set your
soul on fire, fire 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
Whoa! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Take a bite
You'll never get me! Never!
Alphie, wait a minute, Alphie.
Alphie!
Oh, don't worry about him.
- Hey, where are you going?
- I have to go with him.
- You don't have to go anywhere.
- But 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
tte--tte, 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 cards 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
When you know how to be a master
When you know how to be a master
When you know how to be a master
When you know how to be a master
When you know how to be a master
When you know how to be a master
Ladies and gentlemen,
please, one at a time.
- Miss Phillips will 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.
Miss Phillips, 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 is going to be too dedicated
to art and too busy for such a fidelity.
- Anyway, she's already married.
- Married?
To the BIM.
And as for her immediate plans...
Miss Phillips 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 pure 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
Speed
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
Yeah
Oh, yeah
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
Speed
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'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.
Alphie.
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
Hey, hey, hey
BIM's all the way
Hey, hey, hey
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Hey, hey, hey
BIM's all the way
Bibi! Bibi!
The king is dead. God save the queen.
Get in the car, will you?
Alphie!
Alphie!
Alphie!
Bibi!
Alphie!
Alphie!
Bibi!
Bibi, I must see you.
I've gotta talk to you.
Get in the car.
Hey, man. 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,
alright. So go away. Now get out of here!
Get in the car, Dandi.
And get the hell 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 gonna 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 the rest of
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.
Hi, love.
Hey, girl.
Darling, how nice of you to come.
Maybe I'll leave it for some other time.
I see you're busy.
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no.
My friends would just love to meet you.
You come right on in.
Hey 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.
- Hi.
Excuse me, fellows.
So, how have you been?
- Fine. 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.
Hey, 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
I'm
Coming
Coming
Coming
Coming
Coming, coming, coming, coming
Who are you?
Bibi.
What do you want?
Go away.
Bibi.
Bibi.
Bibi!
Good morning.
Bibi! Bibi! Bibi!
Shush, shush, shush, shush, shush.
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.
Come.
Come.
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.
My 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.
Okay.
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.
Hey! Pandi, what was that
you were just saying to her?
What I should have said to her
a long time ago.
- You, 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.
Oh, thank you, Pandi.
Go. 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
Oh, 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 laughing
I'm crying
I'm crying
I'm finally alive
I see the light
I see the light
I feel it all around me
Healing me
Healing me
Revealing me
Revealing me
I thought that I had died
I thought that I had died
Then I looked into the light
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, 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
Light my way, child of love
Shine on me, child of love
Shine on me, child of love
Be my eyes, child of love
Be my eyes, child of love
Help me see, child of love
Help me see, child of love
Child of love
Child of love
Child of love
Child of love
Child of love
Child of love
Child of love
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 dollars.
$10 million dollars.
$10 million dollars?
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.
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, Topps. 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.
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 imprsario Du monde,
monsieur Boogalow.
Mesdames et messieurs,
la meilleure chanson a gagn,
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.
Mr. Boogalow, what about something for the
billion of Americans who were watching?
The best song won.
The BIM is with us to stay.
I understand the government has adopted your BIM
song as part of their national fitness program,
- is that true?
- You'll know tomorrow.
Sir, 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 grand 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.
Hey 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
We 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, yes, and the press is waiting, too.
So let's not waste time.
Ashley, we are ready for the press.
Ah! 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.
You see, 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.
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.
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, come on 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
Whoa!
Go! Go!
Do it, do it, do it, do it!
Oh, yeah
It's a natural, natural, natural desire
Gets you higher, higher, higher
Let the apple set your
soul on fire, fire 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
Whoa! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Take a bite
You'll never get me! Never!
Alphie, wait a minute, Alphie.
Alphie!
Oh, don't worry about him.
- Hey, where are you going?
- I have to go with him.
- You don't have to go anywhere.
- But 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
tte--tte, 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 cards 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
When you know how to be a master
When you know how to be a master
When you know how to be a master
When you know how to be a master
When you know how to be a master
When you know how to be a master
Ladies and gentlemen,
please, one at a time.
- Miss Phillips will 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.
Miss Phillips, 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 is going to be too dedicated
to art and too busy for such a fidelity.
- Anyway, she's already married.
- Married?
To the BIM.
And as for her immediate plans...
Miss Phillips 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 pure 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
Speed
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
Yeah
Oh, yeah
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
Speed
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'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.
Alphie.
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
Hey, hey, hey
BIM's all the way
Hey, hey, hey
BIM's all the way
Hey, hey, hey
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Hey, hey, hey
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Hey, hey, hey
BIM's all the way
Bibi! Bibi!
The king is dead. God save the queen.
Get in the car, will you?
Alphie!
Alphie!
Alphie!
Bibi!
Alphie!
Alphie!
Bibi!
Bibi, I must see you.
I've gotta talk to you.
Get in the car.
Hey, man. 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,
alright. So go away. Now get out of here!
Get in the car, Dandi.
And get the hell 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 gonna 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 the rest of
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.
Hi, love.
Hey, girl.
Darling, how nice of you to come.
Maybe I'll leave it for some other time.
I see you're busy.
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no.
My friends would just love to meet you.
You come right on in.
Hey 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.
- Hi.
Excuse me, fellows.
So, how have you been?
- Fine. 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.
Hey, 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
I'm
Coming
Coming
Coming
Coming
Coming, coming, coming, coming
Who are you?
Bibi.
What do you want?
Go away.
Bibi.
Bibi.
Bibi!
Good morning.
Bibi! Bibi! Bibi!
Shush, shush, shush, shush, shush.
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.
Come.
Come.
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.
My 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.
Okay.
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.
Hey! Pandi, what was that
you were just saying to her?
What I should have said to her
a long time ago.
- You, 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.
Oh, thank you, Pandi.
Go. 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
Oh, 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 laughing
I'm crying
I'm crying
I'm finally alive
I see the light
I see the light
I feel it all around me
Healing me
Healing me
Revealing me
Revealing me
I thought that I had died
I thought that I had died
Then I looked into the light
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, 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
Light my way, child of love
Shine on me, child of love
Shine on me, child of love
Be my eyes, child of love
Be my eyes, child of love
Help me see, child of love
Help me see, child of love
Child of love
Child of love
Child of love
Child of love
Child of love
Child of love
Child of love
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 dollars.
$10 million dollars.
$10 million dollars?
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.
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, Topps. 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.