Tuesday, 1 August 2023

The News














Eddie :

You think that's How it is?


Kevin Spacey (on The Phone) :

Well, as it turns out,

I am free tonight.

Yeah. Absolutely.

Give me about 15 minutes.

Hey, you know, funerals, sex, death.

I'm gonna go out and play.


Kevin Spacey :

You should go to bed, Eddie.

Take Care of Yourself --

Phil would Want You 

to Get Your Rest.


Eddie :

Where do you get the 

goddamn cynicism...

the goddamn scorn 

to Speak His NAME,

let alone Speak FOR Him?


Kevin Spacey :

Eddie, is everything My Fault?


Eddie :

What did you ever do but 

mock him and put him down?



Phil, Speaking through 

Kevin Spacey :

Why don't you relent? I beg you.


Eddie (doesn’t hear it) :

No. You're not saying...

You ever did one good thing for him.

One helpful thing!


Kevin Spacey :

No, Eddie, What I'm Saying is 

that -- unlike You -- 

I never LIED to him.


Eddie :

You never loved him, either.


Kevin Spacey :

Right, Eddie. Good Taste does,

no doubt, deprive me of 

a great many things.


Eddie :

No guts!

No originality! No guts!


Kevin Spacey :

You know you want this goddamn, ultramodern, post-hip, 

fucking comprehensive 

explanation of everything --

by which you uncover 

the preceding events 

which determine

the following events,

but you're NOT 

gonna find it.


Eddie :

Says YOU!


Kevin Spacey :

You Want to Believe that 

if You Do or Don't Do 

certain things now

certain other things 

Will or Won't Happen 

down the road accordingly.


You want to parlay this 

finely tuned circuitry

You've got for a brain 

into some form of 

major participation with 

the divine conglomerate,

but all You're REALLY 

gonna do, is drive yourself 

and everyone around you 

fucking nuts!


Eddie :

I'm trying to level out, all right?

I got to cool out, but not tonight.

Not tonight!

I got a history lecture 

in progress, man.

The loads are humming.

I'm picking up everything.

I got the radar screens in full rotation.

I'm picking up the 

coast-to-coast flights, and 

Phil is sending me messages.


He's got some complaints

you know?

About The Great Beyond.


I got to cut the levels of distortion.

I got to modulate the volume!


Kevin Spacey :

To whatever extent this 

fuckin' torment of yours 

is over what's-her-name, Darlene...

Believe Me, she's not worth it.



Eddie :

That move you made when 

you gave her up for her 

own good... ohh... 

that was genius.


Whatever little prayer 

I had was gone.


She had you down as some form 

of totally unique altruistic 

phenomenon instead of 

the fact that you had 

a low opinion of her 

and all you really wanted 

was to fuck that little bubble-brain Artie brought by for us.


Kevin Spacey :

Yeah. So what?


Eddie :

So you're no better off than me.


Kevin Spacey :

Just slightly.


Eddie :

You have no feelings at all!


Kevin Spacey :

No, Eddie. You know what?

I just don't have

YOUR Feelings.

That's all. I have my own.

And you know what? 

They get me by.


Eddie :

So what kind of Friendship is this?


Kevin Spacey :

Adequate.

Good night.


Eddie :

Something Terrible's 

going on, Mickey.

These are Dark Times.


Kevin Spacey :

You know, people have 

been saying that since 

The Beginning of Time.


Eddie :

You know, forget about it.

That doesn't mean 

“Forget about it”.


Kevin Spacey :

Anyway, it's not Time that's Dark.

It's just YOU, you know?

It's just You!


Fuck you.


Kevin Spacey :

Why don't you wait up for Phil,

why don't you, Eddie?

Wouldn't that be great if Phil

came by to keep you company?

Wouldn't that be great?


I'm sure he will...


Eddie :

Fuck.


THE NEWS :

...Clinton officials hope,

is in how you do it.


The president

is reportedly planning...


a two-step process...

...squad cars, a police van...


and a lifeguard vehicle

were burned by the mob.

...was like a 35-yard penalty.


Now we got to have

a drive going. Big play here...


...Fifty five-year-old mother

Josefa Begillos...

lived downstairs.


Emilio, Angeles,

and his family...

we're talking escape velocity.


The high court

could reach a verdict...

in the next few days.

...complaints

that officers used their...

...human machine Titan.


It took several hours...

and reinforcements

from other departments...

before police restored order.


Plastic angels...

are synonymous...


The Angel :

I ain't mad anymore.

You mad?


See... see my... my bag.


I got a little bit

of everywhere I've been.


See, here's Vermont,

which is a New England state.


And... and there's Florida.

So you can see I hitchhiked...

up and down the 

entire East coast.


Eddie :

I thought you took a plane.


The Angel :

Airplane?

Where would I get The Money?

How you been?


Eddie :

I'm a wreck.


The Angel :

You look a wreck, actually, but...

I didn't wanna be impolite

and mention it.


Eddie :

I don't know what I'm doing.

You know what I mean?


The Angel :

You're in The Pool.


Eddie :

RightI don't know...

when was the last time

I Thought of You...

and in You Walk.

I don't get it.


The Angel :

I'm a surprise is all.


And I don't know what pertains 

to me... and what doesn't.


The Angel :

Everything pertains 

to You, Eddie.


Sure, I mean, This is all

part of The Flow.


You know, of which

We are a part, too...

and everything pertains 

to everything...

one way or another.


See what I mean?


Eddie :

So... How am I supposed

to feel about it?

See, that's what I don't know.


The Angel :

Oh, you have total...

utter, complete Freedom

on that score, Eddie...

because it doesn't make

a bit of difference.


What I Feel doesn't matter?

This Flow Don't Care?


The Angel :

I Don't Think so.


Eddie :

I have so much to figure out.


THE NEWS :

According to authorities,

the killer...

a 12-year-old honor student...

is fascinated with serial killers.


Now, sources close

to the investigation tell us...

the boy admits

to bludgeoning to death...


The Angel :

I mean, There is You...

and there's these other items...

all these other items like Death.


THE NEWS :

They decapitated

and dissected four rodents.


It's all part of a $99 million

research program...

aimed at discovering

the precise effects...

of space travel

on the nervous system.


Eddie :

I mean... How am I supposed 

to feel about that?

I don't know.


The Angel :

See, that's my point.

That's what I'm saying.

So I do know Your Point.


Eddie :

But do they pertain to me?


The Angel :

I was saying to you that they all pertain to You….


As much as they're

a part of Everything, right?


I mean... that's all I'm saying.


Eddie :

Did you know that Phil was dead?


The Angel :

Whoa. What Happened?


Eddie :

He drove his car off Mulholland.


The Angel :

What Happened?


Eddie :

The car crashed.

The funeral was today.


The Angel :

So that's why you're 

such a wreck, Eddie.

You were at the funeral.

That would wreck anybody.

Was it sad?


Eddie :

Everybody's in the suits.

You do the things.

Everybody's there.

Everybody's in line.

All the cars... in a line.


Everybody's in the cars.

You get to the... cemetery...

and... the priest has got

some more to say.


And there's The Hole.

You put him in.


The Angel :

Was it sad?


Eddie :

There was, at the grave...

we were like a...

a bunch of dogs.


And this guy... was singing

with this beautiful voice.


He had this beautiful

high voice.


All alone. No organ or anything.


Just His Voice.


And... the priest could 

have said anything.


Nice things, sad things,

nothing.


And this guy, nobody knew 

who he was...

would sing...


And you couldn't even really 

make out the words even.


You know? You just heard this...

this high... beautiful, sad, sad...


This human sound.


And then everybody just started

crying along with him.


The Angel :

You know something, Eddie?


I didn't really go to all 

the places on my bag.


I actually went out of here North...

towards San Francisco, but...

I got no further than Oxnard.


Eddie :

I know where Oxnard is.


The Angel :

Great.


Eddie :

What's so great about me

knowing where Oxnard is?


The Angel :

It's great when people know

what each other

are talking about.


I mean, isn't that what 

we've been talking about?


The Angel :

So, I'm gonna sleep here...

if you don't mind.

I mean, you got room?


Eddie :

I'm gonna be up for a while.


The Angel :

That's OK.


Eddie :

There's room here on the couch.


The Angel :

Great.


Eddie :

I...


I might never go to sleep again.

I might stay awake forever.


The Angel :

That's OK.


I'm just happy to get off

The Streets at the moment.


The Desperation out there

is paranormal.


You want to fuck me

or anything, Eddie...

before I go to sleep?


Great. Not that I don't want to,

I'm just...sleepy.


Eddie :

You want anything, a Valium?


Good night.

Pleasant dreams.


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