Showing posts with label Lisa. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lisa. Show all posts

Saturday, 13 July 2019

Regretful Girlish




STEVE JOBS :
Lisa!

Our Lady :

You can't shout!

STEVE JOBS :
Lisa?

You have to go.

It's dangerous up here. That's why I make other people do it.

Who are you hiding from, me or your mom?

 
LISA :
I'm not hiding.

STEVE JOBS :
Let's go.

What were you listening to?

 

LISA :
I'm listening to Two Versions of The Same Song.

Then when I get to the ends, I rewind to listen to them again.

It's the same song, but the versions are different.
 

STEVE JOBS :
What's The Song?
 
LISA :
Okay. So it's a really old song, and it's called 
"Both Sides, Now."
 

STEVE JOBS :
"Both Sides, Now"?
 

LISA :
Yeah.
 
STEVE JOBS :
What's it about?

LISA :
It's about... There are Three Verses: Clouds, Love and Life.
And The Person Singing, is singing that they used to think of...
That they used to think about...
 
STEVE JOBS :
Clouds, Love and Life?
 

LISA :
Right.
One way, yeah, but now they look at them Another Way, and they... 

STEVE JOBS :
They've come to the conclusion that 
They really don't know Clouds, Love or Life at all.

LISA :
Those are The Exact Words.

STEVE JOBS :
Yeah, Joni Mitchell.
'Cause it's not A Really Old Song, unless I'm a Really Old Guy.
You have to go to school now.

 
LISA :
Do you want me to tell you the differences between The Two Versions?

STEVE JOBS :
Right now.


LISA :
The First Version is The Kind of Thing that you would call 'girlish'.

STEVE JOBS :
I didn't mean I want to know the difference right now.
I meant you have to go to school right now.

LISA :
I can Stay and Watch.

STEVE JOBS :
You are Truant. You're committing a Crime.


LISA :
I'm not gonna miss Anything Important.
 

STEVE JOBS :
How do you know?

LISA :
I read ahead.

The Pilgrims make it to The New World.
Then The Declaration of Independence.


STEVE JOBS :
Yeah, you skipped a couple centuries.

Steve? Chrisann's out there.


STEVE JOBS :
Let's Go.


LISA :
Can I make My Case for staying?


STEVE JOBS :
Nope.

She was with me.
 

Come on. 
Your Dad Doesn't Want Us to Stay.


STEVE JOBS :
That's Not True. That's not...
You have to be in school is all.


LISA :
I'm committing a Crime right now,
and I don't wanna get in trouble.


STEVE JOBS :
You're not in Trouble. 
I was kidding.


LISA :
Okay.


STEVE JOBS :
Hey. What was The Second Version?
You said The First Version was girlish. 
What was The second version?

LISA :
I can't really think of the word.


STEVE JOBS :
Okay. Well, have a good day at school.
 
LISA :
Regretful.
 
STEVE JOBS :
What?

LISA :
Like wishing you could go back and do things different.


STEVE JOBS :
You're too young to be regretful.


LISA :
Not me.
The person singing the song.


STEVE JOBS :
Got it. Regretful. That makes sense because...

LISA :
I wanna live with you. 




“ You know, my mother might be a troubled woman, but what's your excuse?
That's why I'm not impressed with your story, Dad.

It's that you knew what I was going through, and you didn't do anything about it.

And that makes you an
•unconscionable• coward. “


Steve Jobs: 
I'm gonna put music in your pocket. 

Lisa Brennan: 
What? 

Steve Jobs: 
A hundred songs. 
A thousand songs. 
Five hundred songs. 
Somewhere between five hundred and a thousand songs. 
Right in your pocket. 

Because I can't stand looking at that ridiculous Walkman anymore. You're carrying around a brick, playing a cassette tape. 

We're Not Savages. 

I'm gonna put a thousand songs in your pocket. 

Lisa Brennan: 
You can do that? 

Steve Jobs: 
We're very close. 
All I have to do really is wipe out the record business as we know it and we'll be all set.