That Makes Three Things

 

Cut to the street. Anya and Xander are on either side of Giles, all walking down the street. Anya and Xander both talking at once.

XANDER: It's a nightmare.

ANYA: It has to be stopped.

XANDER: It's a plague. It's like a nightmare about a plague.

ANYA: It was like we were being watched.

XANDER: It's like, I didn't wanna be saying things-

ANYA: Like there was a wall missing -

XANDER: - 

but they just kept pouring out.

ANYA: 

-in our apartment.

XANDER: 

And they rhymed and they were mean and

ANYA: 

Like there were only three walls and not a fourth wall and

XANDER: 

My eyes are not beady!

ANYA: 

My toes are not hairy! 

They stop talking over each other. 

XANDER: 

Giles, you've got to stop it.

GILES: Well, I am looking into some leads, and I-

ANYA: It's just, clearly our number is a retro pastiche that's never going to be a breakaway pop hit.

XANDER: Work with me, British man. Give me an axe and show me where to point it. 

We hear a woman singing but we can't see her or make out the words yet. 

GILES: 

Well now, Xander, it's not quite that simple. 

But I have learned about some 

disturbing things. Basically- 

They continue talking in the background as we focus on a woman (BTVS executive producer Marti Noxon) who is standing by her car singing to a policeman. The cop is writing her a parking ticket and we see that her car is parked next to a fire hydrant. As she sings we can see Giles, Xander, and Anya standing and talking in background. 

MARTI:

I'm asking you please no

It isn't right, it isn't fair

There was no parking anywhere

I think that hydrant wasn't there

[cop gives her the ticket] 

Why can't you let it go? 

I think I've paid more than my share... 

She continues singing in the background as

Xander, Anya, and Giles resume walking and talking. 

XANDER: 

As in burnt up? Somebody set people on fire? That's nuts!

ANYA: 

I don't know. One more verse of our little ditty and I would've been looking for a gas can.

GILES: Well, clearly emotions are running high. (We see people in background dancing together) But as far as I can tell these people burnt up from the inside, spontaneously combusted. (Three street sweeper men in background dancing with brooms) I've only seen the one. I was able to examine the body while the police were taking witness arias.

XANDER: Okay, but we're sure that the things are related: the singing and dancing, and burning and dying. 

They stop walking. The street sweepers continue their dance in background. 

GILES: We're not sure of much. Buffy's looking for leads at the local demon haunts, at least ... in theory she is, but ... she doesn't seem to-

XANDER: She's easing back into it. We pulled her out of an untold hell dimension. Ergo the weirdness. The important thing is to be there for her.

GILES: (shakes head) I'm helping her as much as I can, but, uh... 

Anya pats Giles awkwardly on the shoulder. 

Y Y Y

Bells From The Deep - Werner Herzog

“I used to be a Movie-Projectionist — 

Now I ring The Bells.

I grew up in an orphanage.

When I was 2, They put me 

in a children’s home 

because someone had 

found me on The Street.

Now I am glad I can 

make people happy with My Art.

The People •need• 

The Sound of The Bells.

My Name is 

Yuri Yuravich Yuraev —

The first people that looked after me 

at The Orphanage told me 

I had given MYSELF that name.

When they asked My Name,

My First Name, 

My Middle Name,

My Family Name,

I always answered “Yuri”.

and so they called me,

‘The Three Yous’.

From that day to this, 

I still wonder Who I am, and 

What Happened to My Parents.

I never knew them,

and would give anything 

in The World to meet them.

I was born in 1944 when 

The War was still on — 

The War, or more probably 

The Stalin Repressions 

were the reason why I lost My Parents.

Ever since I keep looking for them, 

but all in vain.

The only entries in My Passport 

are The Year and Place of My Birth, 

the town of Muron; but there is no record there 

of anyone that might be My Parents."

Eurus Always Adored Music

THE WORLD DOESN’T END IF THE DOCTOR DANCES

"BEFORE THE VOICE CAN SPEAK IN THE PRESENCE OF THE MASTERS." 

“Speech is the power of communication; the moment of entrance into active life is marked by its attainment.”

"In The Beginning was The Word —"

EXCEPT : That is not exactly True, now is it...?

SHERLOCK 

(quietly, leaning towards her again): 

I’ll let you in on something, Janine. 

JANINE (in a whisper): 

Go on, then. 

SHERLOCK: 

I love dancing. 

I’ve always loved it. 

JANINE: 

Seriously? 

SHERLOCK (quietly): 

Watch out. 

(Looking around to make sure that nobody else can see him, he swings both of his arms to the left, takes a sharp breath, rises onto his left foot and does a full-circle pirouette.) 

JANINE: 

Ooh! Woah! 

SHERLOCK :

Never really comes up in crime work but, um, you know, I live in hope of the right case. 

JANINE (sighing wistfully): 

I wish you weren’t ...

... whatever it is you are. 

SHERLOCK: 

I know.

“ I think that music is a genuine mystery.

It's one of the experiential phenomena we all have access to.

It's like looking into the Night sky.

Or at The Grand Canyon.

There's something about it that seems to speak about things that are beyond the mundane.

And it's an interesting thing that music can do that, because although it has this arguably transcendental element, it's rare to find someone who doesn't like music.

So it's transcendental and niversal at the same time.

It also seems to me that music reliably speaks to people of meaning.

And that there are... And that the reason music plays such a popular, powerful role in our culture is because the meaning that music speaks of is beyond rational critique.

And we're very rational, and we're very intelligent.

And so we've been able to make intellectual hash out of most of the things that had traditionally offered people a grounded sense of meaning.

But because music is beyond rational criticism, it seems to have been able to retain its experiential connection with transcendent meaning denied the fact our rational mind has destroyed everything else

that's transcendental.

Part of the reason music can do this is because it's beyond verbal formulation or verbal criticism.

So if you listen to a song, whether it has lyrics or not,  you could perhaps assume that it just doesn't, it does something to you.

And if someone, who had never heard music, asked you what it did, you couldn't tell them in any way that was a reasonable mary of the experience itself.

I suppose you could consider that analogous to trying to describe colour to someone who is blind.

Whatever music is about, isn't translatable into language

Now, we cause language to augment our pleasure in music.

We do that with lyrics constantly.

But whatever it is that music speaks of... If it speaks of something... Is not something you can speak of in words.

Now, as rational people, we're also inclined to presume if it's real, you can speak about it in words.

But there have been cultures since the dawn of history believe that there were certain things that were not only unspeakable from a verbal perspective, but whose meaning was actually demolished, if it was put in words.

I mean for example in ancient Hebrew societies and current Islam societies, it's heretical Heretical, improper to make an image of the transcendent.

And the reason for that, it's not merely an arbitrary, moral law, nonsensical from a rational perspective.

The reason for that is some things lose their meaning as soon as they are translated into something that's as tiny as a word.

And music is one of those things. “

- Jordan Peterson