Smithereens

Hi.

Uh...

small world, isn't it?

My name's Paul. What's yours?

Uh, I-I have one already.

- Hey, yo, sweetheart! - I'm on the guest list.

Come on. Get back here, all right?

Get back.

Whoo!

- That was your big set? - Yeah.

- Hey. - How you doin'?

Hi. Remember me?

Hey, I think you're really great.

We were doing a set, a guy comes over...

I've been thinking of starting a band of my own.

I thought you could help me out, give me a couple of pointers or somethin'.

Hey, baby. What's happenin'?

Changed my mind. Forget it.

I mean, really. It was just like...

Come on. Let's get out of here.

That's the last time I'm wasting good money in that dump.

What a bunch of losers. I've heard better music in an elevator.

- I thought it was okay. - Are you kiddin'?

Ah, what do you know?

- Well, see ya around. - Good night.

- You waitin' for somethin'? - Do you wanna go out tomorrow night?

I don't know. I'm kind of busy tomorrow night.

Maybe some other time.

See ya.

Hey.

- Where'd you say you're from? - Montana.

Montana.

This your van, man?

Yeah.

I'll give you 600 for it.

- Uh, I don't want to sell it. - 650 cash.

- It's not for sale. - 700.

That's my final offer.

Look, really, I-I-I'm sorry, but I don't want to sell it.

I'll catch you later.

It's dangerous to park around here, you know.

Hi.

I would've rung your buzzer, but I didn't know which one it was.

Long time no see.

- It's Friday night. - Yep.

We have a date. Remember?

Look, don't you have anything better to do than follow me around?

Well, no. To tell you the truth, I don't know anybody else in New York except for you.

Did you have other plans tonight or somethin'?

Yeah. I always got plans.

I'm doing this business thing, you know, like I told you.

I got some appointments it'll be pretty hard to get out of.

Well, maybe I could take you out to dinner and we could go out to a movie or somethin'.

Okay.

- Karen. Karen! - No! No!

You look so sweet.

- No! No. No. - Yes, you are, aren't you?

You're in a deep... sleep.

At last, the time is here.

It has been a long waiting, but over now.

Time to invade the bodies of these things called humans.

This specimen excites me.

A perfect subject.

Anonymous.

A creature that will never amount to the faintest echo

of the tiniest whisper in the thunder of time.

A blithely ignorant human female.

Fear no fears.

Dream no dreams ofescape.

Stop!

Stop, you fool!

Those nuclei won't come together again in a billion years!

So, what do you want to do now?

Well, I got a van down by the West Side Highway.

- You got a van? - Yeah, I told you that before. Remember?

Oh, yeah, right. I remember.

Anyway, I thought maybe we could go back down there.

I got some tapes and a tape deck. We could just sit around and listen to music.

Maybe drink a couple of beers.

Oh, I also got a surprise for you.

- Where do you think you're going, Eric? - Give me my cigarettes.

- You wanna pay me? - I don't care. Take them.

What are you doin'? Give me back my purse.

- Hey, give me that. - Here's your purse. Get in the cab.

You're not leaving me with any money! Asshole!

Get outta here!

Eric, I hate your guts! I hate you! I hate you!

Hey, come on. I think I know that guy.

I got in a fight on a bus once.

Some jerk's giving me a hard time. Lawyer type. Readin' The New York Times.

And he kept inchin' his shoulder closer to mine, so I kept moving away.

But all the time he's hidin' behind his paper, like he's mindin' his own business.

- Two more. - So you know what I did?

I pretended like I was lighting a cigarette,

and then I reached over and I lit his New York Times on fire.

Boy, was he pissed.

So was the bus driver. He kicked me off the bus.

I had a good laugh out of it. I didn't pay to get on the bus anyway.

- You didn't really do that. - Yeah, I did. No big deal.

Hey, you remember me? Havin' a good time?

No? Okay. How 'bout this?

Sixty bucks. Twenty-four-karat gold Speidel.

What do you think? It works, everything.

So, uh, who's that lady in the cab? Your girlfriend or somethin'?

- What's so funny? - Nothin'.

- Oh, come on. Tell me. - 500 bucks uptown.

I'm not even gonna tell you what it's gonna cost you.

Just try it on. If you like it...

Look, I-I told you I don't want a watch.

You known that girl a long time?

- Long enough to know she makes me sick. - Yeah? How come she makes you sick?

- She talks too much. - Can't do anything for you.

Try this for your girl.

Show up with this stone, you can be Omar Sharif. Right?

- Ten bucks. - I don't have a girlfriend either.

All right, fucker.

Wren, uh, can I talk to you for a minute?

Yeah, sure. What do you want?

I mean, in private.

I'll be right back.

- Come on, let's get out of here. - What's wrong?

- That guy a little bit weird? - Everyone's a little weird these days.

It's normal.

- Wren, I just want to get out of here. - Aren't you having a good time?

Who are you with tonight? Are you with him or with me?

Paul, I'm telling you, this is business.

This guy used to play in a band. It's a connection.

- A connection. - Look, five minutes and we'll go. Okay?

Five minutes. I swear to God.

Friend isn't enjoying himself too much.

He's all right.

- I don't wanna cause a divorce or nothin'. - He's just a friend.

I'm losing my grip.

Hey, you're gonna wake up the rats.

Ready?

Ow!

That's amazing.

Maybe he thinks you're his papa.

- Want a beer? - Yeah.

Is there any wayyou can let me keep him for a while?

Keep Bonzo? What for?

At home.

I want to see if he'll accept a human environment.

You'll teach him to sleep in a bed, to eat with a spoon, and make patty-cake?

- Hey, you sell many of these? - Did okay.

There's no money left though.

You know, you gotta watch who you get mixed up with,

'cause everybody's out to get what they can.

- Well, at least you got to make a record. - I'm makin' another one soon too.

In LA.

I got somethin' really good goin' with some people out there.

- You ever been to LA? - No.

I had a couple of chances to go once, but I wasn't interested.

You know, I've been tryin' to hook up with a band.

Guy I know the other night was talkin' to me about bein' a road manager.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

He thought I'd work really great with a band.

You know he was goin' to LA too.

I've been thinkin' maybe LA's not so bad. Maybe I should check it out.

Hey, you got a bathroom around here?

- Who are you? - I live here.

You mean you're staying with Eric?

He's stayin' with me.

Are you and Eric gonna make it or anything?

I'll stay in here.

- Whose is this? - Mine.

You can use it.

Mmm, I'm supposed to be at Sheila's place.

Yeah? So what happened?

I was drinkin' and I got sick.

I was too drunk to get out of bed when I had to throw up.

Really pissed her off.

So, what you gonna do, stay in here all night?

No. Just till he's asleep.

- Well, see ya. - Hey.

You wanna make it with me first?

Don't make me sick.

Hey, wake up.

"Praise the Lord foryour television ministry.

And his heart is being softened

with the gentle, still voice of the choruses and songs of the choir.

He said in an interview conversation that, 'We will change to Christianity

because of the choruses in the songs. '"

Praise the Lord. Hallelujah.

The power of the ministry ofmusic.

- Jim, itgoes on and on for God's glory. - Amen!

We're gonna be having ourprayer time.

The calls... All systems are stilljammed.

For two solid hours, the phone system has not let up one second

during this entire time.

And we're believing in God forgreat miracles today.

Talking about music, the PTL staff has their hymnals with them, and we're gonna...

Knock it off!

start some praise choruses out of the hymns for the Family of God songbooks, so get yours out.

All these songs are in the book.

And let's praise the Lord.

People have often asked me, "How come you have so much music on yourprogram?"

Well, he just read a letter that tells you why.

Because music, i-i-it soothes the savage beast.

Or something!