Wednesday, December 07, 2005

light my candle

ROGER: What'd you forget?
MIMI: Got a light?

I know you? -- You're --
You're shivering


It's nothing. They turned off my heat
And I'm just a little weak on my feet
Would you light my candle?

What are you staring at?

Nothing
Your hair in the moonlight
You look familiar

Can you make it?

Just haven't eaten much today
At least the room stopped spinning.
Anyway. What?


Nothing
Your smile reminded me of-

I always remind people of -- who is she?
She died. Her name was April
It's out again
Sorry about your friend

Would you light my candle?

Well-
Yeah. Ow!
Oh, the wax -- it's
Dripping! I like it -- between my -- fingers! I figured...
Oh, well. Goodnight.


(Mimi exits; then knocks again)

It blew out again?
No -- I think that I dropped my stash
I know I've seen you out and about
When I used to go out
Your candle's out


I'm illin' --
I had it when I walked in the door
It was pure --
Is it on the floor?

The floor?

They say I have the best ass below 14th street
Is it true?

What?
You're staring again.
Oh, no.
I mean you do -- have a nice --

I mean -- You look familiar

Like your dead girlfriend?
Only when you smile.
But I'm sure I've seen you somewhere else --

Do you go to the Cat Scratch Club?
That's where I work - I dance - help me look


Yes!
They used to tie you up --

It's a living
I didn't recognize you
Without the handcuffs


We could light the candle
Oh won't you light the candle?


Why don't you forget that stuff
You look like you're sixteen

I'm nineteen -- but I'm old for my age
I'm just born to be bad

I once was born to be bad

I used to shiver like that

I have no heat -- I told you
I used to sweat
I got a cold
Uh huh
I used to be a junkie

But now and then I like to -- Uh huh
Feel good

Here it -- um --
What's that?
Candy bar wrapper

We could light the candle
What'd you do with my candle?


That was my last match
Our eyes will adjust, thank God for the moon
Maybe it's not the moon at all
I hear Spike Lee's shooting down the street

Bah humbug ... Bah humbug

Cold hands
Yours too.
Big. Like my father's
Do you wanna dance?

With you?
No -- with my father

I'm Roger

They call me
They call me
Mimi

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