Been Down So Long It Looks Like Up to Me (1971) - full transcript
Free-thinking student tries to put up with life at a straight-laced college in 1958.
[bright piano music]
♪ Looked till I'’m blind,
can'’t see the sign ♪
♪ But you can'’t see it either ♪
♪ Let me put down my load
♪ By the side of the road
♪ Take time for a breather
♪ I'’m dusty and beat,
I can'’t take the heat ♪
♪ It'’s a hot wind
that'’s been blowin'’ ♪
♪ And I lost my way
so many times ♪
♪ I forgot where I was going
♪ But that'’s all behind,
the troublesome time ♪
♪ And no such thing as glory
♪ Right to the point,
come on light me a joint ♪
♪ Get on with the story
♪ Some reefer and wine
put me behind ♪
♪ Some friendly conversation
♪ And right on time old 99
♪ Will pull into the station
Oh yes, you'’re for the flat.
Well I was just in the
bath, dripping wet.
Come in, have a look around
and just give me a minute.
Sorry everything'’s such a mess.
I'’ve been trying to
get packed for days.
It'’s quite comfortable actually.
Are you a student?
Yes.
[woman] Then it will be
very convenient for you,
just a step away
from the campus.
Of course it'’s bound
to go very quickly.
There have been
four or five people
in to have a look already.
I'’d love to keep it myself,
but this friend of
mine needed a roommate,
and in a weak
moment, I said yes.
Oh, my name'’s
Pamela, Watson May.
I'’m sorry, I didn'’t
get your name.
Evergood, Ian Evergood.
Well, how do you do?
Come, let me give
you the grand tour.
The place is quite
nice actually,
but I suppose it'’s
hard to say isn'’t it
with all this muck in the way.
Oh, no no no, don'’t give
it a second thought.
It'’s a terribly blood bore,
shifting from one
flat to another.
The bed'’s in here.
Oh yes, quite.
The rent is 45 dollars.
Quite.
Well, that'’s the lot.
Do you happen to know what
time it is by any chance?
It'’s just gone 4:30.
Oh, good lord.
I had no idea
it was so late.
Where does the day go?
It'’s time for
tiffin already.
Tiffin?
Yes, one'’s early upbringing
dies hard I suppose.
Actually, tea time
is one of the things
I miss most in this country.
Don'’t you?
No, not really.
I suppose I could give you
a cup. Well, if you'’d like.
[Ian]
I say, you wouldn'’t have
something to nibble
on, would you?
Help yourself.
I must say you don'’t quite
seem like the academic type.
Oh, the clothes?
I'’ve been on a bit
of a hunting trip.
Bears and wolves, mostly.
How exciting.
I must say it would be rather
dull for you back here,
after all that.
Not necessarily.
Still it is a bit
strange, you know,
to find oneself back
after all this while.
Pretty girl,
apple, kettle on for tea.
It'’s very Proustian, actually.
The Madeline cookie
sort of thing.
That'’s just it.
The alchemy of the senses.
So incredibly precise.
That divine scene
when Swan meets Odette
for the first time.
Marvelous.
Look, I think
I'’ve got to--
An English girl, soft.
All creamy skin.
Oh please, stop it.
Ooh, a little golden
hair, right there.
Oh no, please Ian,
stop it.
I'’m gonna move you, baby.
No!
[tea kettle whistling]
Oh! You'’re disgusting!
[kettle whistling][moaning]
The kettle,
let me get the tea!
[Ian] Fuck the tea.
You'’re an animal.
You'’re name
isn'’t Evergood.
[Paps] No, it'’s
Gnossos Pappadopoulis,
but you can call me "Paps."
[Murray] Hi everybody,
this is the Murray the K
on the Swingin'’ Soiree.
We'’ve got the Four Lads,
and "Down by the Riverside."
♪ Down by the riverside
♪ I met my little
bright-eyed doll ♪
♪ Down by the riverside
♪ Down by the riverside
[announcer]
It'’s a high fly ball
out to short center field.
Mantle is certainly out there.
This may be it.
He got it, and
the New York Yankees
wrap up the seventh and final game of the 1958 World Series,
6-2, over the Milwaukee Braves.
The Yankees are mobbing Turley on the mound.
[Murray] Murray the
K and the Five Satins
gonna team up to take care
of those fellas out there
who may be doing a little
submarine race
watching at this time.
[announcer] President
Eisenhower assured reporters
that he is fully recovered
from his minor
stroke of last year.
[Eisenhower] For myself
I feel very well indeed.
I have no, I had
sunlight this afternoon,
I would like to be on
the golf course right now,
and that'’s what I'’d like to do.
[romantic vocals]
[announcer] The first
US effort to launch
a space satellite failed today,
when the Vanguard rocket
exploded and burned
just two seconds after it
was fired at Cape Canaveral.
♪ Won'’t you play
something soft ♪
♪ It'’s Murray, Murray the K
with the Swingin'’ Soiree ♪
[Murray the K] Amen. Mm. Amen.
Cooma zowah-zowah.
And you know what that means.
♪ Put your hands
in your pockets ♪
♪ Speak easy when you talk
♪ Whistle while
you'’re working ♪
♪ Shuffle when you walk
♪ And if you ain'’t
got two singles ♪
♪ Gonna run you out of town
[news reporter]
Vice President Nixon'’s
South American tour had
been marred by mob violence.
[Nixon] My thoughts
were primarily these--
What are you going to
do in the next minute?
You don'’t think in
terms of world politics
and hemispheric problems,
[audience laughing]
when somebody is
banging on your window.
[Murray] Baby that'’s
tough, it'’s boss,
and I hope that you did TCB,
take care of
business right there.
Crizz-azy.
[Eisenhower] I'’m optimistic
enough to say this.
As long as I'’m able
I'’m going to
carry on just exactly
as I have in the past
and from there on,
it'’s in the lap of
the gods and that'’s that.
[people talking]
Okay, who was the Green
Hornet'’s Filipino companion?
[woman] Cato.
[man] He was a Jap to being
with, but after Pearl Harbor,
they had to cool it.
I remember we--
God damn.
Where the hell
did you come from?
The world is round, baby.
You know you'’re
supposed to be dead.
[woman] Is that Gnossos?
Hey, how you doing?
I'’m Jack, heard a lot about you.
I can'’t believe it.
You'’ve been resurrected.
This calls
for a celebration.
My treat.
I hit it big in Vegas,
but they paid me off
in silver dollars,
and I'’m getting a hernia
carrying them around.
Four bottles of beer.
So?
What'’s happening?
You ain'’t missed
a damn thing.
Hey listen man,
now that I'’m back,
the combination'’s
reunited.
Let'’s see if we can put
a few things together.
Hey, you gonna stay?
You know it baby,
too piercing out there.
So I sped for New Mexico.
I hung out with a bunch
of Boy Scouts for a while.
The second night I was there,
the Pachuco showed up.
A couple of 12-cylinder
white Packards,
radios blaring,
lights bouncing
all over.
They'’re weird-looking.
Pig eyes.
Hair all slicked back.
And that mixed blood
Mexican-Indian-White.
They'’re really juiced,
you know?
And nasty.
About 15 of them.
They gathered
around this one kid
who was tending
the fire with a big
sash across his chest.
Eight million
merit badges on it.
They just stood there.
Not even looking at him,
cleaning their nails
with their switchblades.
Three of them,
they came over to me,
they squatted down,
and one of them says,
real soft,
"Stay put mother,
or maybe we cut an ear."
Man, was I scared.
They stripped this Boy Scout
right down to the pubes,
they peeled him
like an orange.
Poor son of a bitch
never said a word, he just,
whimpered.
They staked him to
the ground with tent pegs,
and then they burnt him
all over with cigarette butts.
The one who was doing most of
the actual burning, I remember.
He kept rubbing
the kid'’s forehead
and saying soothing things,
like to a puppy.
He kept it up
even when he finally
put the last cigarette
butt out in his ear.
The kid finally threw up.
Just lying there,
choking on it.
Sort of blew
a trip for me.
[birds chirping]
I'’m back.
Well, yes you are,
aren'’t you?
There was a rumor
you were dead.
You didn'’t believe
that, did you?
No, not really, Gnossos.
Yeah well,
anyway I'’m back.
How come you didn'’t
answer my letters?
There really was nothing
for me to say at that point.
Look Calvin, you bugged?
Not at all.
Should I be?
You said I shouldn'’t go.
All I said was,
you wouldn'’t find
what you were looking
for, out there I mean.
Look, it was an experience.
But not the right one.All right, all right.
I thought it was out there,
so I went and I looked,
and it wasn'’t.
So I came back.
And now?
I figure I'’ll settle in
like you.
Nice wife,
home in the woods.
Live off the academy.
There'’s more to it
than that, Gnossos.
I know, I haven'’t
given up on the rest,
I just gotta get
the externals cooled out first.
I gotta get organized is all.
Fine, you let me
know when you'’re
ready for the next step.
I'’ve got a class to teach.
Come on, walk
along with me.
You won'’t have
any problem being
readmitted, will you?
No, it'’s all fixed.
I'’ve just got to get
Oeuf to okay my forms.
Ah yes, I think
you'’ll find him
about the same.
Yeah, I figured.
There'’s nothing
more compulsive
than a compulsive
con artist.
Oeuf'’s not so bad, he just
wants to be loved, you know.
Yeah, you know I had
a dog like that once,
but he never became a dean.
In other words,
you'’re right back
where you started from.
Now look Calvin, it wasn'’t
a complete waste of time.
I mean I saw a lot of things.
Tell me about New Mexico.
There'’s really
nothing much to say.
Oh come on now,
Gnossos I know you.
You have a couple of
good stories to tell.
You know I gotta get
these papers down to
the bursar'’s office today.
That'’s the trouble
with our world, Gnossos.
People like you and me
at the mercy of
the bureaucrats.
Right.
So if you just whip
off a signature,
I could take it down
there right now.
We'’ll have our little
chat some other time?
When you'’re not so rushed.
What about Tuesday?
We could have dinner.
I'’ll tell you the truth
Oeuf, I'’d rather not.
Oh?
Nothing personal.
I just don'’t want
anybody messing with
my head right now.
So would you mind signing
that lousy paper, already?
[class bell ringing]
Paps?
Hey, Fitzgore.
I heard you was dead.
I heard you got eaten
by a shark
in San Francisco,
or something.
Hey man, does that sound
like my kind of scene?
No, it was all
over the campus.
I must say you'’re looking
very sharp these days.
I mean you got
a whole new image.
No, all the brothers have
to wear ties during rush week.
Yeah, impress
the new membership.
They got me on the committee
for the rush luncheon.
You'’re gonna kill
the fatted calf?
No, we'’re gonna have steak.
Hey, is there anything in
the bylaws excluding Greeks?
Come on Paps,
give me a break.
Relax, Gorzy,
they'’re gonna love me.
They may even make you
president of the house
for bringing me.
Gnossos Pappadopoulis.
Danke Schoen, Erie, PA.
Tom Dean, Chicago.
Dave Fanning,
Rochester, New York.
Hey, what'’s up, Gorzy?
Hi, I'’d like you to
meet my buddy, Paps.
Paps, this is Fred Krebs
from the Inter-fraternity
Athletic Committee.
Great, it'’s good
to have you down.
It'’s nice to be down, Fred.
Thanks, Fred.
You mean, you'’re
starting already?
Oh man, when'’s dinner?
[man] But I tell you one
thing, I called her up.
And I'’m not giving her
number out to anybody.
Da, Gnossos?
Name'’s John Makys, with a Y.
Guys call me Makes.
Well, Gnossos is
the way we pronounce it.
But old Gorzy calls me Paps.
Yeah, old Gorzy,
he'’s quite a guy.
He'’s done a whole
lot for the house.
Yeah, well that'’s
the way Gorzy is.
Yeah, good old Gorzy.
That Gorzy, he really
knows what'’s going on, huh?
Hey, he tells me you'’re
a transfer student.
Yeah,
Yeah, old Gorzy.
Yeah.Hey, Makes.
Hey, what do you say, Ace?
[muffled]
Paps, these are two
more of the brothers.
Larry Albright, Cleveland.
Nice to meet you.
John Moore, Chicago.
How are you?
What are you in?
Astronomy.
You know a little celestial
mechanics type thing.
I hear it'’s a real gut.
How'’d you happen
to get into astronomy?
What, are you kidding?
For the money.
[Frat brothers]
♪ Down by the riverside
♪ Down by the riverside
♪ Down by the riverside
[crowd chattering]
Paps?
Paps.
Hey, Ace.
How'’s it hangin'’, Ace?Not too bad.
Ah, you know,
here and there.
You know, getting
the feel of the place.
[man] Hey, Gorzy.Hey, Jesus.
Hey, Jesus, did you just see
a Chinese dwarf walk by?
Shh.
That'’s Wong, he'’s the cox on
the Olympic crew, so cool it.
Okay?
Are you sure?
I mean have you actually
seen him in the boat?
What is the matter with you?
Nothing.
Everything'’s cool.
Ace.
Oh, now here comes Agneau.
He'’s very influential.
Be nice.
Sure.
Okay?
Gorzy, where have you
been keeping yourself?
Ah, Byron, I'’d like
you to meet Paps.
A pleasure Paps.
How'’s your ass, Ace?
How do you like the house?
I think it'’s terrific.
Well, look if there'’s
anything I can do for you,
just let me know.
Byron'’s the man to talk to.
Well what are you staring
at my hair like that for?
At your hair?
Yeah.
I mean you were staring at
my hair, does it bother you?
Hey, I think they'’re
going in to dinner.
Wait a minute, you find
my hair peculiar, is that it?
No no no no no.
Dinner, Paps?
Steak?
[droning hum]
[whispering]
Is that you?
[humming]
Jesus.
Hey is everything
okay, Gnossos?
Yeah, it'’s fine.
Sensational.
What'’s that sound
you'’re making?
Oh, you mean "hmmm"?
Oh, well that'’s a little
Indian thing I do,
my mantra, you know I try
to get it in after meals,
it sort of helps the digestion.
Really?
Wards off the old monkey demon.
Eh, Wong?
Sorry, Ace, I didn'’t hear you.
He'’s a little juiced.
By the way Paps,
something I wanted
to ask you.
Well, were you gonna
ask me a question,
or are you coming on.
I don'’t follow you.
Come on Byron, you know
what I'’m talking about.
I mean, are you a queer,
or what?
What?
You think--
He'’s a fantastic
put-on artist,
I warned you guys, right?
What are you smoking?
What is that?
You know, faggots can be useful,
productive members of society,
as long as they keep their
goddamn hands to themselves.
Okay, let'’s go.
[Paps chanting "Om"]
You know what I'’m talking about.
Eh Wong, huh?
You mark my words gang,
He may be
the house mascot now,
but in 10 years--
zoom-- back to Peking!
A commissar.
Just a little, you know...
There'’s just too
much shit out there.
From now on, I'’m
just gonna lay out,
and stay cool.
You live longer that way.
It just seems
longer, that'’s all.
No, man.
There'’s a good
life to lead here.
You just stay immune,
cultivate your own garden.
Yeah, that'’s
the only way, believe me.
Look, I'’ve seen the rest of it.
You know something?
You sound just like
my great-granddaddy.
He'’s a 187 years old,
and he comes off
the same bullshit you do.
Hey, you'’re getting
very salty, old Heff.
Boy, I can see I came back
in the nick of time.
Not the way you talkin'’.
I mean like,
I'’m gonna be movin'’,
and you'’re gonna be sittin'’
right here on your ass.
So it'’s only natural
that we gonna wind up
in two different places.
In the meantime, let'’s get
this son of a bitch home.
Sure, baby.
It'’s on its way.
[laughing]
[crashing]
[dog barking][laughing]
So then, you must be
Mister Papadapalup?
More or less.
We are the neighbors
next door.
I am George Rajamuttu,
and this is my lovely
wife, named Irma.
Oh yeah, how do you do?
Rather well.
Some of the courses though
are quite difficult, isn'’t it?
George is studying
Hotel Administration.
Yeah, me too.
I'’m sure we'’ll get along
very well indeed.
I ought to warn you though,
I have this thing
about noise.
You don'’t like it,
of course.
No, I make it.
[birds singing]
[airplane overhead]
[Pap] How long'’s it last?
[older man]
It lasts five or six hours.
Then you start to come down.
It lasts quite a while
longer, but not so intense.
So we ought to take
it now, I guess?
Now or later.
Whenever you like.
Might as well be now.
Beth?
[light jazz music]
Is that it?
What do you do,
just swallow it down?
That'’s all.
You really
shouldn'’t take it
unless you'’re sure
you want to.
Why not? The sooner
I get hip, the better.
It'’s sake.
Take a sip
to wash it down.
[light jazz music]
It doesn'’t look like much.
[Calvin]
Microcosm and macrocosm.
I'’ll bear it in mind.
[dramatic piano music]
I don'’t feel anything.
Be patient.
A little in the stomach.
That part goes away
in a few more minutes.
Oh.
Thought it was the sake.
I went out in the desert.
[bright jazz music]
To see the sun come up.
And sure enough there
it was, only it wasn'’t.
It was a hydrogen bomb.
You'’re gonna really
spook me, man.
It turns out there'’s
always a worm in the image.
[bright jazz music]
[jazz, louder and wilder]
[Beth]
How are you feeling?
Beth?
Can I get you anything?
No, that'’s all right,
I'’m fine.
[monkey screeching]
[Beth]
That'’s just a painting.
You saw it before.
Remember?
Look, it just cut
off its own head.
[screeching]
I still don'’t understand it.
Just tell me what it'’s about.
[crickets chirping]
It'’s very simple, really,
once you master it.
The idea is to able to
dwell in alternate forms.
If a bird flew past,
I would take it within me,
and fly over rivers.
If a stone waited in the desert,
I would enter its fiber,
and feel the wind
etch my features.
You lose what you are,
and go into other things.
All I get is heat.
No light.
You have to be
patient, Gnossos.
It takes time.
[gospel music]
[man]
Hello, I'’m Father Pooty.
You called about last rights.
[man] Yes please,
come right in, Father.
It'’s my friend,
I'’m afraid he'’s very sick.
[gospel music]
What?
What'’s up?
What are you?
You see, Father?
He'’s been like that
ever since last night.
Kept babbling about demons,
and crossing himself,
asking for a priest.
What does the doctor say?
He refuses all
medical assistance.
He only has faith in,
you know.
Well yes but,
I think that a phone
call to the infirmary--
It'’s no use, Father.
I'’m afraid
he'’s very single-minded.
Father?
Father?
Father?
Fix me up Father.
I am a sinner, and my
immortal soul is in danger.
I am moved, my son,
that you have sought
the blessings of the church,
but we must not negate
the value of secular medicine,
and I think that a doctor--
Butchers.
Atheists.
I know what these doctors do.
They cut you open,
and they look inside
for a soul.
And when they don'’t find
one, they say, ah no soul.
Maybe a pancreas,
but no soul.
But I'’ve got one,
Father, don'’t I?
Why of course you do,
my son, of course.
Of course you do,
just comfort yourself.
Here, Father.
Thank you.
Yes.
Son of a bitch...
He, he just wanders a little.
I do think a medical opinion
is called for here.
[moaning]
Rest yourself, my son.
[speaking Latin]
Amen.
[speaking Latin]
What?
The sins of the feet.
Of the feet?
They carry one to sin.
[Latin]
Amen.
Amen.
[Latin]
Amen.
Amen.
[gospel music]
♪ Oh, God be with you
♪ Oh, God be with you
Well it is a lovely
sacrament, isn'’t it?
Many people feel that it is
only for the dying.
When you are fully recovered,
why don'’t you come around
to the Newman Club,
because we'’re always
anxious for new blood.
God willing, Father.
You bastard!
[laughing]
[rock '’n'’ roll]
♪ You better roll,
daddy, roll ♪
♪ Fast and wide, come on
let'’s roll daddy roll ♪
♪ Gonna move it
on down the line ♪
♪ Do you miss us
♪ You ain'’t gonna dance
Let'’s just roll on ♪
♪ Roll on, roll on
♪ You better roll on time
This is a pleasure I promised
myself for a long time.
What pleasure'’s that, man?
I should explain, of course.
At the Pi Delta Theta house,
where you made your
magnificent declaration
against those snobs
and narrow-minds.
I was there that evening.
They wanted to pledge me
for their idiotic little club,
but I was inspired
by your example,
and I also told them to go
kiss their ass out the window.
Like you.
Yeah well, I wasn'’t feeling
too well that night.
It'’s good to be modest,
but you'’re a real macho.
No matter what you say,
I am Rosenbloom,
Juan Carlos.
Okay.
Good to meet you.
We will meet many
times from now on.
I have great respect for you,
so I will be your friend.
Just like that?
Of course.
[rock '’n'’ roll
saxophone]
[monkey screeching]
Cute, huh?
Name is Proust.
Proust?
Proust,
digs being alone.
Poor thing,
he'’s got asthma.
So we put a little coke
in his mashed bananas.
Just sits there for
hours trippin'’ out.
Unbelievable.
Next week we'’re gonna shoot
him up, see what happens.
Yours?
Me and the boss.
Listen now, he'’s
got a weak bladder,
so don'’t get too close.
Not a chance.
[rock '’n'’ roll]
Hey, what you doin'’?
I'’m gettin'’ high.
♪ [rhythm '’n'’ blues]
[Paps] Who the hell is that?
[Jack] That'’s Juan Carlos.
Rosenbloom?
[laughing]
His parents split
from Germany,
when Hitler got in.
He was born in Maracaibo.
Well well, Pappadopoulis.
How these old eyes rejoice.
What are you
doing here, Mojo?
I like to keep
in touch with
the academic community
when I can find the time.
Business or pleasure?
That'’s a distinction that
I prefer not to recognize.
For example, it'’s a great,
great pleasure to see you again.
And at the same time,
we might do a
little business.
Go find yourself
some new talent.
I'’m through with that shit.
Well, we'’ll chat about
that some other time.
In the meantime, I want
you to enjoy yourself.
Lots to smoke, dozens
of pretty young women...
Man, I'’m not interested.
Forget it.
A bientôt.
♪ But where'’s the groove
in dancing far apart ♪
♪ Give me something
I can feel ♪
♪ Happy talk
can turn me on♪
♪ Oh, tomorrow
I'’ll be gone♪
♪ Let me have her here
♪ Let me share a tip
♪ Let me love her
It does the same thing to you.
I can tell it'’s,
it'’s evil, you know?
[soul music]
[lyrics muffled]
♪ But for one lonely
leak that you found ♪
Hey, what'’s your name?
Ravi Shankar.
I dig foreigners, what
kind of a name is that?
It'’s Armenian.
Hey, I was talking to Ravi.
[crickets chirping]
Gnossos, Gnossos,
could you wait a minute please?
You don'’t want to?
No, that'’s not it.
Is it your period?
No, it'’s not my period.
I'’m a virgin.
Really, I am.
You'’re not angry
with me, are you?
[Paps]
I'’m not angry, it'’s cool.
[woman] It'’s just that
girls have lots of things
brainwashed into them.
Then they get to
like it too much,
and never get married.
Or get pregnant, and have to.
[Paps] Turn into
a nymphomaniac, get the clap.
Scandalize Chevy Chase.
[woman] That, too.
[crickets chirping]
[bright music]
♪ Little boy lost
♪ Still lookin'’
for your rubbish ♪
♪ Buckaroo, you'’re lost
in the closet again ♪
♪ Little boy lost,
what'’ll you do ♪
♪ Your thumb'’s all dry
and feelin'’ blue ♪
♪ It misses you
♪ You'’re lettin'’
down an old friend ♪
♪ Lost in your pocket again
♪ Why can'’t you ♪
♪ Leave everything
where it lays ♪
♪ Looks like you went
♪ Little and lost you'’re going separate ways ♪
♪ Little boy found
♪ Won'’t you come around
and see us again ♪
♪ Your old friends
♪ Lonely'’s got nothin'’ to do ♪
♪ The only friend
he had was you ♪
♪ Why can'’t you ♪
♪ Leave everything
where it lays ♪
♪ It'’s not you when ♪
♪ Little and lost
going separate ways ♪
♪ Hey, little boy found
♪ Won'’t you come around
and see us again ♪
♪ Your old friend
♪ Lonely'’s got nothing to do ♪
♪ The only thing
they had was you ♪
Gnossos?
Gnossos?
You okay?
What time is it?
I guess I zonked out.
Been here long?
About a half an hour,
door was open.
Well Jesus, I'’ve got
some stuff on the stove.
No, it'’s all right,
I turned it all down.
You looked so comfortable,
I was gonna let you sleep.
Hey, you want some wine?
Yeah.
I'’ll get it.
Listen I'’m sorry, I'’m late.
Well that'’s cool.
I got this seminar,
and I had to stay and talk
to my professor
about my term project.
Yeah.
[woman] I'’m glad I'’m here.
Oh, let me get you
a cushion.
We'’ll eat Greek style,
reclining.
I thought
it was the Romans.
They stole it from us.
[East Indian music]
[woman] You found it.
It'’s supposed to be only
Greeks that come bearing gifts.
You turned the tables on me.
[woman] I remember you told
that zombie at the party
that your name was Ravi
Shankar, that gave me the idea.
Hey really man, thanks.
[sitar music]
-[door opening]
-Excellent taste in music.
Supreme improvisation.
You look all like these are
the recordings from our country.
Some of the finest
musicians in all of India.
[in foreign language]
I'’ll kill them in their sleep.
That'’s what I'’ll do.
Do you know why
I said I would tonight
before they came in?
They will fear
the sound of my footsteps.
Torture, mutilation.
The death of a thousand cuts.
[woman] Because I want you,
as much as you want me.
Then we'’ll kill '’em
together.
Don'’t you want to?
Are you kidding?
Then it'’s a date.
And this time, no music.
[crickets chirping]
It must have been a Tampax.
When I was 14, and I was just
starting to get my period.
Come on now, baby.
It'’s cool.
And I wasn'’t used to them,
so I had one in,
and I forgot about it.
And then I tried
to put another one in.
And then I felt a pain
like something
ripping inside of me.
That must have been it.
[crickets chirping]
Ah shit.
What?
What?
We just start and already
everything'’s all screwed up.
Well, wait a minute.
How do you arrive
at that conclusion?
Well it'’s just,
I mean we have to be
able to trust each other.
We do, baby, we do.
I trust you, I swear to God.
Yeah, and this just
makes it harder for you.
I mean it, really.
[in foreign language]
[birds chirping]
Well, that takes care of that.
What was it?
The Hopi fertility rite.
What does it mean?
How do I know man,
do I look like a Hopi?
[laughing]
That is very impressive.
Yeah, sure.
It'’s a pretty serious thing.
I mean to plant
the seed in the ground.
What was it you planted,
anyway?
Grass.
[laughing]
Come sit down next to me,
I'’m getting a crick in
my neck looking up at you.
It'’s only fair to warn you
that as soon as
I hit the ground,
I'’m gonna, you know,
do it to you.
Right here?
Well,
we might roll
around a little but,
this is the general vicinity.
[birds singing]
And the only effective
solution, as I see it,
is to make
the Executive Committee,
and not
the Steering Committee,
our official representative
at all future sessions
of the Student Faculty Board.
Sure, that'’s because you'’re
in the Executive Committee.
Mister Chairman, I believe
I still have the floor.
[Juan] It'’s simply a
question of which group
is closer to the realities
of the situation.
There are no ulterior
motives, Mister Rosenbloom.
[woman] Mister Chairman?
If I can'’t talk to him, I
don'’t want him to talk to me.
Mister Chairman,
Mister Chairman,
may I make a motion?
We'’re debating
a previous motion.
-I move--
-Out of order, sit down lump.
Would you shut up?
I move that we
pass a resolution--
Lumpers, you'’re out of order.
But I haven'’t finished.
To meet with someone
in the faculty senate
and just explain it to them,
because I don'’t think they
know what our position is,
so I mean, how can
we negotiate with them
if they don'’t know what we want?
As long as we have
no actual power
to back up our position,
negotiations are a farce.
That'’s precisely
why we have to reassign
the responsibility
to a group that'’s more--
Hey, nobody yielded
to you, either.
On a point of order.
All right please,
let'’s try and follow
the rules of procedure.
The motion on the floor now,
is whether or not to empower
the Steering Committee
to make binding agreements
without a vote of endorsement.
We tabled that.
No we did not.
It wasn'’t seconded.
[man] Could we have a ruling
from the Chair, please?
Why don'’t we give
Kristen a chance?
Is that your ruling?
You could at least try to be
a little polite to a lady, huh?
The real problem here'’s
the same as it'’s always been.
We all know the IFC clique
doesn'’t want to delegate power
to any group it doesn'’t control.
And we have the votes, too.
Yes, they do have the votes.
And that'’s the reason
the steering committee
hasn'’t been able
to get anywhere so far.
There'’s no point in sending
any group to negotiate,
unless we'’re willing
to back them up
with enough authority,
so they can do the job.
Come on, let'’s have a vote
already, I'’m cutting a lab.
Move to previous question.
Second.
All right, the motion is
that the Steering Committee
be empowered to enter
into binding agreements
with representatives of
the Student Faculty Board,
without prior ratification
by the General Membership.
In favor?
Opposed?
Motion is defeated.
[Kristin] It'’s just so hopeless,
it makes me want to cry.
[Paps] Then why do
you keep going back?
[Kristin]
Maybe I'’m a fanatic.
[Paps] Or a masochist.
I mean you said so
yourself, it'’s hopeless,
so why do you keep
knocking yourself out?
[Kristin] I don'’t know,
I just keep thinking
maybe I can get through
to them somehow.
Ah, the hell with them.
Look, the whole point is,
is that we'’re
immune to all that,
as long as we'’re
cool with each other,
we'’ve got nothing
to worry about.
That'’s a rather selfish
attitude, don'’t you think?
Selfish?
You didn'’t understand
a word I said, did you?
[Kristin] I don'’t want to get
into an argument about it.
[jazz plays]
You get around, don'’t you?
Lovely little pied a terre
you have here.
Oh, excuse me.
Let me present my traveling
secretary and confidant, Heap.
This is Pappadopoulis.
What'’s crackin'’, baby?
What do you want?
Make us some coffee, Heap.
No no, stay where
you are, Gnossos.
Please don'’t go to any
trouble on our account.
Look Mojo,
I told you already,
I'’m not dealing
around here.
At least you ought to wait till
I'’ve outlined the proposition.
You might find
it tempts you.
Short, pleasant
trip abroad,
all expenses paid,
plus a considerable
cash payment.
I don'’t care, man.
I don'’t care what it is.
Surely it'’s not a matter
of your moral scruples.
I thought you beyond
that sort of--
I am in a whole
new scene here,
and I keep it very cool.
So find yourself a new boy.
That is a disappointment.
Still, perhaps you
might recommend someone.
I can'’t help you there either.
A pity.
But just to show that
there are no hard feelings,
this is merely a gift.
No strings attached
whatever, I assure you.
Do take a taste
of this admirable boo
at the first opportunity,
special Cuban blend.
And now, we must
be pushing on.
[Kristin] Gnossos, don'’t make
such a big deal about it.
He is my father,
for Christ'’s sake.
What did you tell him?
He'’s interested in what I do.
After all, I am
his only daughter.
Told him about you,
he'’s just curious.
Quite natural from
his point of view.
Just wants to see what
you'’re like, that'’s all.
Well he'’s so god damned
anxious to meet me,
what did you tell him?
Nothing, just that
I'’ve been seeing you.
It'’s been a while, you know,
he'’s figured it out.
He'’s not dumb, even though he
does work for the government.
All he'’s asking,
all I'’m asking
is for one short weekend
of your valuable time,
just so he can see you,
talk to you for a little while.
Look, I just don'’t
feature myself
sitting on a veranda
down in Chevy Chase,
sipping martinis,
and shooting the shit
about how the gold
reserve is depleting,
and the coloreds
are moving in.
And has it occurred to you
that I might want you to
out of simple respect
for my family?
Respect? How many
times have you told me
what a fascist
bastard he is, hmm?
That'’s beside the point.
[birds singing]
Hey baby, it'’s just not cool,
any way you look at it.
Where'’d you get it?
An old buddy of yours.
[Paps] Hmm?
That guy, Mojo.
[Paps] How do you know him?
From that party,
out by the Dairy Queen.
Look, he'’s a bad cat,
an evil son of a bitch.
I know the cat
is a dope peddler.
The kind of shit he'’s into,
peddling dope is an alibi for.
Man, is the cat for real,
or is he just jive?
Oh no, he'’s for real.
That'’s the trouble.
Well that'’s all
I want to know, then.
Hey look Heff,
I'’m telling you,
you get into a scene with him
and sooner or later
it'’s gonna end up bad.
The cat'’s not gonna
marry my sister,
I'’m just gonna pick up a little
shit for him, that'’s all.
Come on Heff,
don'’t bullshit me.
Look, it'’s a free
ticket to Cuba,
and a little operating
capital on top.
And just between
you and me,
once I get down there,
I just might not come back.
What do you mean?
There'’s lots of
interesting things
going on down there, man.
Cats with beards
runnin'’ all around
out there in the hills,
gettin'’ ready for
a full-on revolution.
Man, you'’ve been
watching too many
of those old movies
on the late show.
The third enchilada on the left
contains the map
of the minefields.
Deliver to Zircon de Fapa.
Come on, Paps.
You'’re gonna tell me that
don'’t sound like a gas?
Are you out of
your fuckin'’ mind?
No man.
Oh, wow.
I got a lot of work
to do on your head.
Hey hey hey,
where you going?
To the library.
What for?
I have two papers
due next week,
and I have to get
to work on them.
I just can'’t
concentrate here.
All right, I'’ll
see you later, huh?
Look, if you had eyes to
split, that'’s one thing.
But why does it
have to be Cuba?
Why not?
I want to be someplace
where things are
happening for a change.
You know they use real
bullets down there.
You can get killed.
Well, something'’s gonna kill
you sooner or later, man.
It'’s what you do in
the meantime that matters.
You'’re really going then?
You know it, man.
Two more days, then
it'’s goodbye bullshit.
Rosenbloom'’s going too,
we'’re driving down in his car.
There'’s room if
you want to make--
No thanks, man, I
fought my wars already.
Hey listen man, we'’ve gotta have
a real blast before you go.
You and Jack come over and
I'’ll fix you a Greek feast.
I mean real gyro food, huh?
I don'’t know, man.
What do you mean,
you don'’t know?
Look Paps, that scene
puts me uptight, okay?
What are you talking about?
You and the chick, man.
I just can'’t cut
being in the middle
of all that hostility.
What hostility?
That'’s a few minor
hassles, that'’s all.
Anything you say, Paps.
Look, you can'’t make
deals with love.
It'’s all, or
it'’s nothing at all.
Says who?
Well, for you
it'’s a different thing.
Why?
Because you don'’t have
anything to give up.
You don'’t actually
do anything.
All you do is sit
and smoke pot,
and talk about your immunity
and how much hipper
you are than everybody else.
I happen to be
hipper than anybody else.
Well, what good does
it do you, for God'’s sake?
And that'’s what you give me
when I ask you to give up
that shit-ass committee?
Man, you got a lot of hostility
in you, you know that?
And it'’s getting
more and more, too.
You think you can
put down my family,
my major, and my committee,
and that'’s all right.
I don'’t do it to be nasty,
it just happens to
be my honest opinion.
What do you want me
to do, lie about it?
Gnossos, even if
you are totally right,
if all I do isn'’t
worth a plug nickel,
then it'’s still
one plug nickel more
than your scene is worth.
Let me explain it
to you very slowly.
The only thing that'’s
happening in your life is me.
Outside of that,
there just isn'’t anything.
Nothing at all.
Just a guy sitting in
a chair, smoking a joint.
Then what are you
hanging around for?
Just to make sure
you get the point.
Well, in that case,
you might as well split.
In that case I will.
[Paps] Go!
Just go!
Where'’s Kristin?
What'’s the matter?
Where is she?
I thought she was with you.
She signed out overnight.
I thought naturally if she--
[creaks]
Who'’s there?
[creaking]
[creaking]
[birds screeching]
Okay, you son of a bitch,
come on if you'’re coming.
[screeching]
I'’ve seen it before, my
own personal monkey demon.
You ought to try
to get some sleep.
Yeah, you bet.
You'’ll be safe here.
It won'’t come back tonight.
If it does man,
it can have me.
That would gain nothing.
Listen,
Gnossos, if it should come back,
for any reason, you must
stand up and defy it.
Make it go back
to its cave.
You got a shotgun?
I'’m serious.
The way you describe it,
it seems so familiar.
Cut out that familiar, you'’re
scaring the crap out of me.
I'’m sorry, but you know...
there is danger, Gnossos.
But why, god damn it, that'’s
what I don'’t understand.
The whole point is,
I'’m supposed to be immune.
Apparently, not to everything.
Not to her.
Oh Jesus.
Get some sleep, okay?
I'’ll be nearby.
[Paps] Hey, Calvin?
Thanks, man.
It'’s all right, Gnossos.
[birds shrieking]
Get outta here, you bastard.
[silence]
[gasping]
[Beth] You shouldn'’t
be here, Gnossos.
Well, Jesus Christ.
He has no answers
to give you.
Hey Beth, please
go away, all right?
I'’m trying to get my
head into something here.
Forms, objects, creatures?
Look, I don'’t know myself.
That'’s Calvin'’s ethos.
Yeah, all right, so what?
You'’ll kill yourself,
that'’s what.
Everybody'’s talking
kill all of a sudden.
Can we just cool it out with
the kill for a while, huh?
It'’s no good, Gnossos.
It doesn'’t work.
It forces you away from
what you really are.
Hey Beth, come on man.
It'’s the middle of the night.
Listen to me.
You can'’t stay there.
You can'’t live in that
place he wants you to go.
You have to come back or
you'’ll die, don'’t you see that?
Leave me alone,
will you?
He'’s sitting up
tonight, all night,
looking through
his occult books,
trying to find your demon.
He'’s a fool, Gnossos.
He'’ll never find it
in the occult.
He'’s your goddamn husband, what
are you putting him down for?
He doesn'’t know what'’s real.
Oh, Jesus.
That, that'’s real.
[bell ringing]
Hello, Heff?
Hey...
Hey man, look I'’m out
here in a phone booth.
Could you
come pick me up?
Yeah, I know.
But you see,
the thing is,
I can'’t.
I don'’t know where to go.
[sobbing]
[softly]
Let me go.
[surf pounding]
[gulls calling]
I saw the contact man
this morning.
Cat named Mugabon.
Got a backroom full of
the most wasted junkies
you ever saw,
runs a cantina right around
the corner from the hotel.
Score day after tomorrow,
then it'’s off to the hills.
Oh man, it'’s gonna
be so beautiful.
Six months, that'’s
all they figure.
A full scale offensive
by New Year'’s,
and then it'’s all over.
Sounds terrific.
Only watch your ass.
Oh man, will you stop
with that shit already?
Okay, you and the chick
had a bad thing going,
like you finally got hip
to it, and you split.
So it'’s over,
for Christ'’s sake.
Over?
What do you mean over?
Who said anything
about it being over?
Then what the hell
you doin'’ down here?
I'’m just laying out
for a while, that'’s all.
Till she wakes up.
Once she realizes--
Look,
you'’re the one that'’s
got to wake up.
She'’s got a noose
around your neck
and it stretches all
the way from there to here.
[in foreign language]
He says not to worry,
he'’s gonna give you a
prescription from the farmacia,
very strong pills.
You'’ll be fine
in about two weeks.
Okay.
Come on, let'’s split.
[in foreign language]
He says that to bring
the clap to Havana,
is like bringing
bread to the bakers.
I saw piles already, come on
I want to get out of here.
[in foreign language]
You owe him two
dollars, American.
This is on me.
I wish it was, man.
I wish it was.
Yeah?
Yeah.
So, are you sure it was her?
It was her.
How do you know?
Look, it was her,
god damn it.
Hey, come on man, be cool.
It couldn'’t be anybody else,
because I haven'’t made
it with anybody else,
that'’s how I know.
All right.
But still.
Look man, just
forget it, all right?
Believe me man,
this is the best thing
that could have
happened to you.
How do you figure that?
No, I mean it.
Yeah, well I'’m just
celebrating is all.
Well look, now at least
you know what'’s happening.
I kept asking myself, shit,
now what'’s it gonna
take for him to realize
that he'’s into a bad scene?
Well, okay, now you know.
And later with all
that positive thinking.
Hey look, there ain'’t
gonna be no later,
the time for you to straighten
out is now, or it'’s never.
You better listen
to me, man.
I ain'’t bullshittin'’ you now.
What you gonna do?
Lie here on your ass
for the rest of your life?
I'’ll be all right, I just
have to lay out for a while.
Well what the hell you think
you been doin'’
besides laying out?
Look, I'’m not asking you to
come up to the hills with me.
Make any scene you want to,
but for Christ'’s sakes,
knock off the bullshit,
and get your ass on the move.
Hey Heff, let'’s
don'’t beef, okay?
Don'’t you understand?
I'’m not beefing with you,
I ain'’t got time for it,
and I ain'’t got time to
sit here and hold your hand
while you get it
together, either.
Hey, you American?
Huh?
You want to get laid, huh?
No, no.
I got nice nookie
nookie virgin.
Come on huh,
come on, come on?
Let go of me, huh?
20 years old.
Very chick,
you'’ll like her.
Come on, man, huh?
Hey vamos,huh?
Hey come on, man.
Hey hey hey.
Look, split!
[soft acoustic music]
♪ Can'’t tell the world
from the face of a girl ♪
♪ I think I'’m seeing double ♪
♪ My gut and my heart,
can'’t tell '’em apart ♪
♪ It'’s always been my trouble ♪
♪ Rusty old heads
♪ Asleep in their beds
♪ Take comfort in their dream
♪ Losers it seems find
peace in their dreams ♪
♪ Me I wake up screaming
Welcome.
Take a seat.
What'’s your pleasure?
Your pleasure.
Are you the boss?
What prompts your inquiry?
I'’m a friend of Mojo'’s.
Oh, well.
Then that puts
an entirely different
complexion on the matter.
Yes yes yes.
It'’s a great pleasure
to meet you, sir.
My wife, Maude, your
arrival is perfectly timed.
This evening we'’re having
a few of our regular patrons in
for a little informal
poetry reading.
I do hope you'’ll be able
to stay and join us.
I'’ll stay, I'’ll stay.
Vachel Lindsay tonight.
I do so like him, don'’t you?
I'’m just mixing up
the refreshments now.
An old family recipe,
we call it summer snow.
It'’s strictly, organic
natural ingredients
in the hands of mother nature.
So, nothing artificial.
Milk, shredded fresh coconut,
orange juice,
raspberry sherbet,
white Bacardi Rum,
mashed peyote buttons,
and a soupçon
of cocaine, for flavor.
Drink it through this.
It does something
for the taste.
Impossible to explain but.
Last night at black
midnight I awoke with a cry.
The windows were shaking,
there was thunder on high.
The floor was atremble,
the door was ajar.
White fires, crimson
fires, shown from afar.
I rushed to the dooryard,
the city was gone.
My home was a hut,
without orchard or lawn.
It was mud smear and logs
near a whispering stream.
Nothing else built by man
could I see in my dream.
Then, ghost kings came
headlong, row upon row.
Gods of the Indians,
torches aglow.
They mounted the bear
and the elk and the deer,
and eagles gigantic,
aged, and sere.
They rode longhorn cattle,
they cried, ah la la.
They lifted the knife,
the bow and the spear,
they lifted ghost
torches from fires below.
My idea, is a verse cycle,
encompassing the vast
body of American poetry,
right on up through
Edgar A Guest.
My customers seem to enjoy it,
remarkably faithful
in their attendance.
As long as they got
that tube in their face.
Puts them in the
proper mood, dear boy.
Makes them more receptive.
Now this evening,
I'’m going to start
working my way through
Edward Arlington Robinson.
Now you'’ll enjoy that.
[guns firing]
[dog barking]
It'’s just a minor
political disagreement,
becoming quite common nowadays.[siren wailing]
It'’s nothing to worry about.
They never come in here.
Now the thing I like
about Robinson is that
queer little sense of meter.
[faint Spanish music]
Paps?
Paps!
Come on, man.
Come on, you'’ve got
to hold onto me.
Come on, you don'’t
know what'’s happened.
There'’s been a lot of trouble.
You'’re all right, come on go.
[voice on loudspeaker
in foreign language]
[church bell ringing]
[dog barking]
[acoustic guitar music]
♪ All the way down
the long way around ♪
♪ Back roads I have taken
♪ Crashing from dreams
♪ Flashes and screams
♪ Left me sick and shaky
♪ Do myself in
again and again ♪
♪ Trying to relieve it
♪ I could see the end of me
♪ You I can'’t believe it ♪
We ought to have something
to mark the grave.
Forget it.
Everybody has something.
It'’s over man, huh?
Let'’s skip the small shit.
[acoustic guitar music]
♪ Dusty and beat,
I can'’t take the heat ♪
♪ It'’s a hot wind
that'’s been blowing ♪
♪ I lost my way so many times
♪ Forgot where I was going
♪ Forget what I said,
bury the dead ♪
♪ My promise was unspoken
♪ Looks like I'’ve
been down so long ♪
♪ My circle has been broken
♪ Looked till I'’m blind,
can'’t see the sign ♪
♪ But you can'’t see it either ♪
♪ Let me put down my load
♪ By the side of the road
♪ Take time for a breather
♪ I'’m dusty and beat,
I can'’t take the heat ♪
♪ It'’s a hot wind
that'’s been blowin'’ ♪
♪ And I lost my way
so many times ♪
♪ I forgot where I was going
♪ But that'’s all behind,
the troublesome time ♪
♪ And no such thing as glory
♪ Right to the point,
come on light me a joint ♪
♪ Get on with the story
♪ Some reefer and wine
put me behind ♪
♪ Some friendly conversation
♪ And right on time old 99
♪ Will pull into the station
Oh yes, you'’re for the flat.
Well I was just in the
bath, dripping wet.
Come in, have a look around
and just give me a minute.
Sorry everything'’s such a mess.
I'’ve been trying to
get packed for days.
It'’s quite comfortable actually.
Are you a student?
Yes.
[woman] Then it will be
very convenient for you,
just a step away
from the campus.
Of course it'’s bound
to go very quickly.
There have been
four or five people
in to have a look already.
I'’d love to keep it myself,
but this friend of
mine needed a roommate,
and in a weak
moment, I said yes.
Oh, my name'’s
Pamela, Watson May.
I'’m sorry, I didn'’t
get your name.
Evergood, Ian Evergood.
Well, how do you do?
Come, let me give
you the grand tour.
The place is quite
nice actually,
but I suppose it'’s
hard to say isn'’t it
with all this muck in the way.
Oh, no no no, don'’t give
it a second thought.
It'’s a terribly blood bore,
shifting from one
flat to another.
The bed'’s in here.
Oh yes, quite.
The rent is 45 dollars.
Quite.
Well, that'’s the lot.
Do you happen to know what
time it is by any chance?
It'’s just gone 4:30.
Oh, good lord.
I had no idea
it was so late.
Where does the day go?
It'’s time for
tiffin already.
Tiffin?
Yes, one'’s early upbringing
dies hard I suppose.
Actually, tea time
is one of the things
I miss most in this country.
Don'’t you?
No, not really.
I suppose I could give you
a cup. Well, if you'’d like.
[Ian]
I say, you wouldn'’t have
something to nibble
on, would you?
Help yourself.
I must say you don'’t quite
seem like the academic type.
Oh, the clothes?
I'’ve been on a bit
of a hunting trip.
Bears and wolves, mostly.
How exciting.
I must say it would be rather
dull for you back here,
after all that.
Not necessarily.
Still it is a bit
strange, you know,
to find oneself back
after all this while.
Pretty girl,
apple, kettle on for tea.
It'’s very Proustian, actually.
The Madeline cookie
sort of thing.
That'’s just it.
The alchemy of the senses.
So incredibly precise.
That divine scene
when Swan meets Odette
for the first time.
Marvelous.
Look, I think
I'’ve got to--
An English girl, soft.
All creamy skin.
Oh please, stop it.
Ooh, a little golden
hair, right there.
Oh no, please Ian,
stop it.
I'’m gonna move you, baby.
No!
[tea kettle whistling]
Oh! You'’re disgusting!
[kettle whistling][moaning]
The kettle,
let me get the tea!
[Ian] Fuck the tea.
You'’re an animal.
You'’re name
isn'’t Evergood.
[Paps] No, it'’s
Gnossos Pappadopoulis,
but you can call me "Paps."
[Murray] Hi everybody,
this is the Murray the K
on the Swingin'’ Soiree.
We'’ve got the Four Lads,
and "Down by the Riverside."
♪ Down by the riverside
♪ I met my little
bright-eyed doll ♪
♪ Down by the riverside
♪ Down by the riverside
[announcer]
It'’s a high fly ball
out to short center field.
Mantle is certainly out there.
This may be it.
He got it, and
the New York Yankees
wrap up the seventh and final game of the 1958 World Series,
6-2, over the Milwaukee Braves.
The Yankees are mobbing Turley on the mound.
[Murray] Murray the
K and the Five Satins
gonna team up to take care
of those fellas out there
who may be doing a little
submarine race
watching at this time.
[announcer] President
Eisenhower assured reporters
that he is fully recovered
from his minor
stroke of last year.
[Eisenhower] For myself
I feel very well indeed.
I have no, I had
sunlight this afternoon,
I would like to be on
the golf course right now,
and that'’s what I'’d like to do.
[romantic vocals]
[announcer] The first
US effort to launch
a space satellite failed today,
when the Vanguard rocket
exploded and burned
just two seconds after it
was fired at Cape Canaveral.
♪ Won'’t you play
something soft ♪
♪ It'’s Murray, Murray the K
with the Swingin'’ Soiree ♪
[Murray the K] Amen. Mm. Amen.
Cooma zowah-zowah.
And you know what that means.
♪ Put your hands
in your pockets ♪
♪ Speak easy when you talk
♪ Whistle while
you'’re working ♪
♪ Shuffle when you walk
♪ And if you ain'’t
got two singles ♪
♪ Gonna run you out of town
[news reporter]
Vice President Nixon'’s
South American tour had
been marred by mob violence.
[Nixon] My thoughts
were primarily these--
What are you going to
do in the next minute?
You don'’t think in
terms of world politics
and hemispheric problems,
[audience laughing]
when somebody is
banging on your window.
[Murray] Baby that'’s
tough, it'’s boss,
and I hope that you did TCB,
take care of
business right there.
Crizz-azy.
[Eisenhower] I'’m optimistic
enough to say this.
As long as I'’m able
I'’m going to
carry on just exactly
as I have in the past
and from there on,
it'’s in the lap of
the gods and that'’s that.
[people talking]
Okay, who was the Green
Hornet'’s Filipino companion?
[woman] Cato.
[man] He was a Jap to being
with, but after Pearl Harbor,
they had to cool it.
I remember we--
God damn.
Where the hell
did you come from?
The world is round, baby.
You know you'’re
supposed to be dead.
[woman] Is that Gnossos?
Hey, how you doing?
I'’m Jack, heard a lot about you.
I can'’t believe it.
You'’ve been resurrected.
This calls
for a celebration.
My treat.
I hit it big in Vegas,
but they paid me off
in silver dollars,
and I'’m getting a hernia
carrying them around.
Four bottles of beer.
So?
What'’s happening?
You ain'’t missed
a damn thing.
Hey listen man,
now that I'’m back,
the combination'’s
reunited.
Let'’s see if we can put
a few things together.
Hey, you gonna stay?
You know it baby,
too piercing out there.
So I sped for New Mexico.
I hung out with a bunch
of Boy Scouts for a while.
The second night I was there,
the Pachuco showed up.
A couple of 12-cylinder
white Packards,
radios blaring,
lights bouncing
all over.
They'’re weird-looking.
Pig eyes.
Hair all slicked back.
And that mixed blood
Mexican-Indian-White.
They'’re really juiced,
you know?
And nasty.
About 15 of them.
They gathered
around this one kid
who was tending
the fire with a big
sash across his chest.
Eight million
merit badges on it.
They just stood there.
Not even looking at him,
cleaning their nails
with their switchblades.
Three of them,
they came over to me,
they squatted down,
and one of them says,
real soft,
"Stay put mother,
or maybe we cut an ear."
Man, was I scared.
They stripped this Boy Scout
right down to the pubes,
they peeled him
like an orange.
Poor son of a bitch
never said a word, he just,
whimpered.
They staked him to
the ground with tent pegs,
and then they burnt him
all over with cigarette butts.
The one who was doing most of
the actual burning, I remember.
He kept rubbing
the kid'’s forehead
and saying soothing things,
like to a puppy.
He kept it up
even when he finally
put the last cigarette
butt out in his ear.
The kid finally threw up.
Just lying there,
choking on it.
Sort of blew
a trip for me.
[birds chirping]
I'’m back.
Well, yes you are,
aren'’t you?
There was a rumor
you were dead.
You didn'’t believe
that, did you?
No, not really, Gnossos.
Yeah well,
anyway I'’m back.
How come you didn'’t
answer my letters?
There really was nothing
for me to say at that point.
Look Calvin, you bugged?
Not at all.
Should I be?
You said I shouldn'’t go.
All I said was,
you wouldn'’t find
what you were looking
for, out there I mean.
Look, it was an experience.
But not the right one.All right, all right.
I thought it was out there,
so I went and I looked,
and it wasn'’t.
So I came back.
And now?
I figure I'’ll settle in
like you.
Nice wife,
home in the woods.
Live off the academy.
There'’s more to it
than that, Gnossos.
I know, I haven'’t
given up on the rest,
I just gotta get
the externals cooled out first.
I gotta get organized is all.
Fine, you let me
know when you'’re
ready for the next step.
I'’ve got a class to teach.
Come on, walk
along with me.
You won'’t have
any problem being
readmitted, will you?
No, it'’s all fixed.
I'’ve just got to get
Oeuf to okay my forms.
Ah yes, I think
you'’ll find him
about the same.
Yeah, I figured.
There'’s nothing
more compulsive
than a compulsive
con artist.
Oeuf'’s not so bad, he just
wants to be loved, you know.
Yeah, you know I had
a dog like that once,
but he never became a dean.
In other words,
you'’re right back
where you started from.
Now look Calvin, it wasn'’t
a complete waste of time.
I mean I saw a lot of things.
Tell me about New Mexico.
There'’s really
nothing much to say.
Oh come on now,
Gnossos I know you.
You have a couple of
good stories to tell.
You know I gotta get
these papers down to
the bursar'’s office today.
That'’s the trouble
with our world, Gnossos.
People like you and me
at the mercy of
the bureaucrats.
Right.
So if you just whip
off a signature,
I could take it down
there right now.
We'’ll have our little
chat some other time?
When you'’re not so rushed.
What about Tuesday?
We could have dinner.
I'’ll tell you the truth
Oeuf, I'’d rather not.
Oh?
Nothing personal.
I just don'’t want
anybody messing with
my head right now.
So would you mind signing
that lousy paper, already?
[class bell ringing]
Paps?
Hey, Fitzgore.
I heard you was dead.
I heard you got eaten
by a shark
in San Francisco,
or something.
Hey man, does that sound
like my kind of scene?
No, it was all
over the campus.
I must say you'’re looking
very sharp these days.
I mean you got
a whole new image.
No, all the brothers have
to wear ties during rush week.
Yeah, impress
the new membership.
They got me on the committee
for the rush luncheon.
You'’re gonna kill
the fatted calf?
No, we'’re gonna have steak.
Hey, is there anything in
the bylaws excluding Greeks?
Come on Paps,
give me a break.
Relax, Gorzy,
they'’re gonna love me.
They may even make you
president of the house
for bringing me.
Gnossos Pappadopoulis.
Danke Schoen, Erie, PA.
Tom Dean, Chicago.
Dave Fanning,
Rochester, New York.
Hey, what'’s up, Gorzy?
Hi, I'’d like you to
meet my buddy, Paps.
Paps, this is Fred Krebs
from the Inter-fraternity
Athletic Committee.
Great, it'’s good
to have you down.
It'’s nice to be down, Fred.
Thanks, Fred.
You mean, you'’re
starting already?
Oh man, when'’s dinner?
[man] But I tell you one
thing, I called her up.
And I'’m not giving her
number out to anybody.
Da, Gnossos?
Name'’s John Makys, with a Y.
Guys call me Makes.
Well, Gnossos is
the way we pronounce it.
But old Gorzy calls me Paps.
Yeah, old Gorzy,
he'’s quite a guy.
He'’s done a whole
lot for the house.
Yeah, well that'’s
the way Gorzy is.
Yeah, good old Gorzy.
That Gorzy, he really
knows what'’s going on, huh?
Hey, he tells me you'’re
a transfer student.
Yeah,
Yeah, old Gorzy.
Yeah.Hey, Makes.
Hey, what do you say, Ace?
[muffled]
Paps, these are two
more of the brothers.
Larry Albright, Cleveland.
Nice to meet you.
John Moore, Chicago.
How are you?
What are you in?
Astronomy.
You know a little celestial
mechanics type thing.
I hear it'’s a real gut.
How'’d you happen
to get into astronomy?
What, are you kidding?
For the money.
[Frat brothers]
♪ Down by the riverside
♪ Down by the riverside
♪ Down by the riverside
[crowd chattering]
Paps?
Paps.
Hey, Ace.
How'’s it hangin'’, Ace?Not too bad.
Ah, you know,
here and there.
You know, getting
the feel of the place.
[man] Hey, Gorzy.Hey, Jesus.
Hey, Jesus, did you just see
a Chinese dwarf walk by?
Shh.
That'’s Wong, he'’s the cox on
the Olympic crew, so cool it.
Okay?
Are you sure?
I mean have you actually
seen him in the boat?
What is the matter with you?
Nothing.
Everything'’s cool.
Ace.
Oh, now here comes Agneau.
He'’s very influential.
Be nice.
Sure.
Okay?
Gorzy, where have you
been keeping yourself?
Ah, Byron, I'’d like
you to meet Paps.
A pleasure Paps.
How'’s your ass, Ace?
How do you like the house?
I think it'’s terrific.
Well, look if there'’s
anything I can do for you,
just let me know.
Byron'’s the man to talk to.
Well what are you staring
at my hair like that for?
At your hair?
Yeah.
I mean you were staring at
my hair, does it bother you?
Hey, I think they'’re
going in to dinner.
Wait a minute, you find
my hair peculiar, is that it?
No no no no no.
Dinner, Paps?
Steak?
[droning hum]
[whispering]
Is that you?
[humming]
Jesus.
Hey is everything
okay, Gnossos?
Yeah, it'’s fine.
Sensational.
What'’s that sound
you'’re making?
Oh, you mean "hmmm"?
Oh, well that'’s a little
Indian thing I do,
my mantra, you know I try
to get it in after meals,
it sort of helps the digestion.
Really?
Wards off the old monkey demon.
Eh, Wong?
Sorry, Ace, I didn'’t hear you.
He'’s a little juiced.
By the way Paps,
something I wanted
to ask you.
Well, were you gonna
ask me a question,
or are you coming on.
I don'’t follow you.
Come on Byron, you know
what I'’m talking about.
I mean, are you a queer,
or what?
What?
You think--
He'’s a fantastic
put-on artist,
I warned you guys, right?
What are you smoking?
What is that?
You know, faggots can be useful,
productive members of society,
as long as they keep their
goddamn hands to themselves.
Okay, let'’s go.
[Paps chanting "Om"]
You know what I'’m talking about.
Eh Wong, huh?
You mark my words gang,
He may be
the house mascot now,
but in 10 years--
zoom-- back to Peking!
A commissar.
Just a little, you know...
There'’s just too
much shit out there.
From now on, I'’m
just gonna lay out,
and stay cool.
You live longer that way.
It just seems
longer, that'’s all.
No, man.
There'’s a good
life to lead here.
You just stay immune,
cultivate your own garden.
Yeah, that'’s
the only way, believe me.
Look, I'’ve seen the rest of it.
You know something?
You sound just like
my great-granddaddy.
He'’s a 187 years old,
and he comes off
the same bullshit you do.
Hey, you'’re getting
very salty, old Heff.
Boy, I can see I came back
in the nick of time.
Not the way you talkin'’.
I mean like,
I'’m gonna be movin'’,
and you'’re gonna be sittin'’
right here on your ass.
So it'’s only natural
that we gonna wind up
in two different places.
In the meantime, let'’s get
this son of a bitch home.
Sure, baby.
It'’s on its way.
[laughing]
[crashing]
[dog barking][laughing]
So then, you must be
Mister Papadapalup?
More or less.
We are the neighbors
next door.
I am George Rajamuttu,
and this is my lovely
wife, named Irma.
Oh yeah, how do you do?
Rather well.
Some of the courses though
are quite difficult, isn'’t it?
George is studying
Hotel Administration.
Yeah, me too.
I'’m sure we'’ll get along
very well indeed.
I ought to warn you though,
I have this thing
about noise.
You don'’t like it,
of course.
No, I make it.
[birds singing]
[airplane overhead]
[Pap] How long'’s it last?
[older man]
It lasts five or six hours.
Then you start to come down.
It lasts quite a while
longer, but not so intense.
So we ought to take
it now, I guess?
Now or later.
Whenever you like.
Might as well be now.
Beth?
[light jazz music]
Is that it?
What do you do,
just swallow it down?
That'’s all.
You really
shouldn'’t take it
unless you'’re sure
you want to.
Why not? The sooner
I get hip, the better.
It'’s sake.
Take a sip
to wash it down.
[light jazz music]
It doesn'’t look like much.
[Calvin]
Microcosm and macrocosm.
I'’ll bear it in mind.
[dramatic piano music]
I don'’t feel anything.
Be patient.
A little in the stomach.
That part goes away
in a few more minutes.
Oh.
Thought it was the sake.
I went out in the desert.
[bright jazz music]
To see the sun come up.
And sure enough there
it was, only it wasn'’t.
It was a hydrogen bomb.
You'’re gonna really
spook me, man.
It turns out there'’s
always a worm in the image.
[bright jazz music]
[jazz, louder and wilder]
[Beth]
How are you feeling?
Beth?
Can I get you anything?
No, that'’s all right,
I'’m fine.
[monkey screeching]
[Beth]
That'’s just a painting.
You saw it before.
Remember?
Look, it just cut
off its own head.
[screeching]
I still don'’t understand it.
Just tell me what it'’s about.
[crickets chirping]
It'’s very simple, really,
once you master it.
The idea is to able to
dwell in alternate forms.
If a bird flew past,
I would take it within me,
and fly over rivers.
If a stone waited in the desert,
I would enter its fiber,
and feel the wind
etch my features.
You lose what you are,
and go into other things.
All I get is heat.
No light.
You have to be
patient, Gnossos.
It takes time.
[gospel music]
[man]
Hello, I'’m Father Pooty.
You called about last rights.
[man] Yes please,
come right in, Father.
It'’s my friend,
I'’m afraid he'’s very sick.
[gospel music]
What?
What'’s up?
What are you?
You see, Father?
He'’s been like that
ever since last night.
Kept babbling about demons,
and crossing himself,
asking for a priest.
What does the doctor say?
He refuses all
medical assistance.
He only has faith in,
you know.
Well yes but,
I think that a phone
call to the infirmary--
It'’s no use, Father.
I'’m afraid
he'’s very single-minded.
Father?
Father?
Father?
Fix me up Father.
I am a sinner, and my
immortal soul is in danger.
I am moved, my son,
that you have sought
the blessings of the church,
but we must not negate
the value of secular medicine,
and I think that a doctor--
Butchers.
Atheists.
I know what these doctors do.
They cut you open,
and they look inside
for a soul.
And when they don'’t find
one, they say, ah no soul.
Maybe a pancreas,
but no soul.
But I'’ve got one,
Father, don'’t I?
Why of course you do,
my son, of course.
Of course you do,
just comfort yourself.
Here, Father.
Thank you.
Yes.
Son of a bitch...
He, he just wanders a little.
I do think a medical opinion
is called for here.
[moaning]
Rest yourself, my son.
[speaking Latin]
Amen.
[speaking Latin]
What?
The sins of the feet.
Of the feet?
They carry one to sin.
[Latin]
Amen.
Amen.
[Latin]
Amen.
Amen.
[gospel music]
♪ Oh, God be with you
♪ Oh, God be with you
Well it is a lovely
sacrament, isn'’t it?
Many people feel that it is
only for the dying.
When you are fully recovered,
why don'’t you come around
to the Newman Club,
because we'’re always
anxious for new blood.
God willing, Father.
You bastard!
[laughing]
[rock '’n'’ roll]
♪ You better roll,
daddy, roll ♪
♪ Fast and wide, come on
let'’s roll daddy roll ♪
♪ Gonna move it
on down the line ♪
♪ Do you miss us
♪ You ain'’t gonna dance
Let'’s just roll on ♪
♪ Roll on, roll on
♪ You better roll on time
This is a pleasure I promised
myself for a long time.
What pleasure'’s that, man?
I should explain, of course.
At the Pi Delta Theta house,
where you made your
magnificent declaration
against those snobs
and narrow-minds.
I was there that evening.
They wanted to pledge me
for their idiotic little club,
but I was inspired
by your example,
and I also told them to go
kiss their ass out the window.
Like you.
Yeah well, I wasn'’t feeling
too well that night.
It'’s good to be modest,
but you'’re a real macho.
No matter what you say,
I am Rosenbloom,
Juan Carlos.
Okay.
Good to meet you.
We will meet many
times from now on.
I have great respect for you,
so I will be your friend.
Just like that?
Of course.
[rock '’n'’ roll
saxophone]
[monkey screeching]
Cute, huh?
Name is Proust.
Proust?
Proust,
digs being alone.
Poor thing,
he'’s got asthma.
So we put a little coke
in his mashed bananas.
Just sits there for
hours trippin'’ out.
Unbelievable.
Next week we'’re gonna shoot
him up, see what happens.
Yours?
Me and the boss.
Listen now, he'’s
got a weak bladder,
so don'’t get too close.
Not a chance.
[rock '’n'’ roll]
Hey, what you doin'’?
I'’m gettin'’ high.
♪ [rhythm '’n'’ blues]
[Paps] Who the hell is that?
[Jack] That'’s Juan Carlos.
Rosenbloom?
[laughing]
His parents split
from Germany,
when Hitler got in.
He was born in Maracaibo.
Well well, Pappadopoulis.
How these old eyes rejoice.
What are you
doing here, Mojo?
I like to keep
in touch with
the academic community
when I can find the time.
Business or pleasure?
That'’s a distinction that
I prefer not to recognize.
For example, it'’s a great,
great pleasure to see you again.
And at the same time,
we might do a
little business.
Go find yourself
some new talent.
I'’m through with that shit.
Well, we'’ll chat about
that some other time.
In the meantime, I want
you to enjoy yourself.
Lots to smoke, dozens
of pretty young women...
Man, I'’m not interested.
Forget it.
A bientôt.
♪ But where'’s the groove
in dancing far apart ♪
♪ Give me something
I can feel ♪
♪ Happy talk
can turn me on♪
♪ Oh, tomorrow
I'’ll be gone♪
♪ Let me have her here
♪ Let me share a tip
♪ Let me love her
It does the same thing to you.
I can tell it'’s,
it'’s evil, you know?
[soul music]
[lyrics muffled]
♪ But for one lonely
leak that you found ♪
Hey, what'’s your name?
Ravi Shankar.
I dig foreigners, what
kind of a name is that?
It'’s Armenian.
Hey, I was talking to Ravi.
[crickets chirping]
Gnossos, Gnossos,
could you wait a minute please?
You don'’t want to?
No, that'’s not it.
Is it your period?
No, it'’s not my period.
I'’m a virgin.
Really, I am.
You'’re not angry
with me, are you?
[Paps]
I'’m not angry, it'’s cool.
[woman] It'’s just that
girls have lots of things
brainwashed into them.
Then they get to
like it too much,
and never get married.
Or get pregnant, and have to.
[Paps] Turn into
a nymphomaniac, get the clap.
Scandalize Chevy Chase.
[woman] That, too.
[crickets chirping]
[bright music]
♪ Little boy lost
♪ Still lookin'’
for your rubbish ♪
♪ Buckaroo, you'’re lost
in the closet again ♪
♪ Little boy lost,
what'’ll you do ♪
♪ Your thumb'’s all dry
and feelin'’ blue ♪
♪ It misses you
♪ You'’re lettin'’
down an old friend ♪
♪ Lost in your pocket again
♪ Why can'’t you ♪
♪ Leave everything
where it lays ♪
♪ Looks like you went
♪ Little and lost you'’re going separate ways ♪
♪ Little boy found
♪ Won'’t you come around
and see us again ♪
♪ Your old friends
♪ Lonely'’s got nothin'’ to do ♪
♪ The only friend
he had was you ♪
♪ Why can'’t you ♪
♪ Leave everything
where it lays ♪
♪ It'’s not you when ♪
♪ Little and lost
going separate ways ♪
♪ Hey, little boy found
♪ Won'’t you come around
and see us again ♪
♪ Your old friend
♪ Lonely'’s got nothing to do ♪
♪ The only thing
they had was you ♪
Gnossos?
Gnossos?
You okay?
What time is it?
I guess I zonked out.
Been here long?
About a half an hour,
door was open.
Well Jesus, I'’ve got
some stuff on the stove.
No, it'’s all right,
I turned it all down.
You looked so comfortable,
I was gonna let you sleep.
Hey, you want some wine?
Yeah.
I'’ll get it.
Listen I'’m sorry, I'’m late.
Well that'’s cool.
I got this seminar,
and I had to stay and talk
to my professor
about my term project.
Yeah.
[woman] I'’m glad I'’m here.
Oh, let me get you
a cushion.
We'’ll eat Greek style,
reclining.
I thought
it was the Romans.
They stole it from us.
[East Indian music]
[woman] You found it.
It'’s supposed to be only
Greeks that come bearing gifts.
You turned the tables on me.
[woman] I remember you told
that zombie at the party
that your name was Ravi
Shankar, that gave me the idea.
Hey really man, thanks.
[sitar music]
-[door opening]
-Excellent taste in music.
Supreme improvisation.
You look all like these are
the recordings from our country.
Some of the finest
musicians in all of India.
[in foreign language]
I'’ll kill them in their sleep.
That'’s what I'’ll do.
Do you know why
I said I would tonight
before they came in?
They will fear
the sound of my footsteps.
Torture, mutilation.
The death of a thousand cuts.
[woman] Because I want you,
as much as you want me.
Then we'’ll kill '’em
together.
Don'’t you want to?
Are you kidding?
Then it'’s a date.
And this time, no music.
[crickets chirping]
It must have been a Tampax.
When I was 14, and I was just
starting to get my period.
Come on now, baby.
It'’s cool.
And I wasn'’t used to them,
so I had one in,
and I forgot about it.
And then I tried
to put another one in.
And then I felt a pain
like something
ripping inside of me.
That must have been it.
[crickets chirping]
Ah shit.
What?
What?
We just start and already
everything'’s all screwed up.
Well, wait a minute.
How do you arrive
at that conclusion?
Well it'’s just,
I mean we have to be
able to trust each other.
We do, baby, we do.
I trust you, I swear to God.
Yeah, and this just
makes it harder for you.
I mean it, really.
[in foreign language]
[birds chirping]
Well, that takes care of that.
What was it?
The Hopi fertility rite.
What does it mean?
How do I know man,
do I look like a Hopi?
[laughing]
That is very impressive.
Yeah, sure.
It'’s a pretty serious thing.
I mean to plant
the seed in the ground.
What was it you planted,
anyway?
Grass.
[laughing]
Come sit down next to me,
I'’m getting a crick in
my neck looking up at you.
It'’s only fair to warn you
that as soon as
I hit the ground,
I'’m gonna, you know,
do it to you.
Right here?
Well,
we might roll
around a little but,
this is the general vicinity.
[birds singing]
And the only effective
solution, as I see it,
is to make
the Executive Committee,
and not
the Steering Committee,
our official representative
at all future sessions
of the Student Faculty Board.
Sure, that'’s because you'’re
in the Executive Committee.
Mister Chairman, I believe
I still have the floor.
[Juan] It'’s simply a
question of which group
is closer to the realities
of the situation.
There are no ulterior
motives, Mister Rosenbloom.
[woman] Mister Chairman?
If I can'’t talk to him, I
don'’t want him to talk to me.
Mister Chairman,
Mister Chairman,
may I make a motion?
We'’re debating
a previous motion.
-I move--
-Out of order, sit down lump.
Would you shut up?
I move that we
pass a resolution--
Lumpers, you'’re out of order.
But I haven'’t finished.
To meet with someone
in the faculty senate
and just explain it to them,
because I don'’t think they
know what our position is,
so I mean, how can
we negotiate with them
if they don'’t know what we want?
As long as we have
no actual power
to back up our position,
negotiations are a farce.
That'’s precisely
why we have to reassign
the responsibility
to a group that'’s more--
Hey, nobody yielded
to you, either.
On a point of order.
All right please,
let'’s try and follow
the rules of procedure.
The motion on the floor now,
is whether or not to empower
the Steering Committee
to make binding agreements
without a vote of endorsement.
We tabled that.
No we did not.
It wasn'’t seconded.
[man] Could we have a ruling
from the Chair, please?
Why don'’t we give
Kristen a chance?
Is that your ruling?
You could at least try to be
a little polite to a lady, huh?
The real problem here'’s
the same as it'’s always been.
We all know the IFC clique
doesn'’t want to delegate power
to any group it doesn'’t control.
And we have the votes, too.
Yes, they do have the votes.
And that'’s the reason
the steering committee
hasn'’t been able
to get anywhere so far.
There'’s no point in sending
any group to negotiate,
unless we'’re willing
to back them up
with enough authority,
so they can do the job.
Come on, let'’s have a vote
already, I'’m cutting a lab.
Move to previous question.
Second.
All right, the motion is
that the Steering Committee
be empowered to enter
into binding agreements
with representatives of
the Student Faculty Board,
without prior ratification
by the General Membership.
In favor?
Opposed?
Motion is defeated.
[Kristin] It'’s just so hopeless,
it makes me want to cry.
[Paps] Then why do
you keep going back?
[Kristin]
Maybe I'’m a fanatic.
[Paps] Or a masochist.
I mean you said so
yourself, it'’s hopeless,
so why do you keep
knocking yourself out?
[Kristin] I don'’t know,
I just keep thinking
maybe I can get through
to them somehow.
Ah, the hell with them.
Look, the whole point is,
is that we'’re
immune to all that,
as long as we'’re
cool with each other,
we'’ve got nothing
to worry about.
That'’s a rather selfish
attitude, don'’t you think?
Selfish?
You didn'’t understand
a word I said, did you?
[Kristin] I don'’t want to get
into an argument about it.
[jazz plays]
You get around, don'’t you?
Lovely little pied a terre
you have here.
Oh, excuse me.
Let me present my traveling
secretary and confidant, Heap.
This is Pappadopoulis.
What'’s crackin'’, baby?
What do you want?
Make us some coffee, Heap.
No no, stay where
you are, Gnossos.
Please don'’t go to any
trouble on our account.
Look Mojo,
I told you already,
I'’m not dealing
around here.
At least you ought to wait till
I'’ve outlined the proposition.
You might find
it tempts you.
Short, pleasant
trip abroad,
all expenses paid,
plus a considerable
cash payment.
I don'’t care, man.
I don'’t care what it is.
Surely it'’s not a matter
of your moral scruples.
I thought you beyond
that sort of--
I am in a whole
new scene here,
and I keep it very cool.
So find yourself a new boy.
That is a disappointment.
Still, perhaps you
might recommend someone.
I can'’t help you there either.
A pity.
But just to show that
there are no hard feelings,
this is merely a gift.
No strings attached
whatever, I assure you.
Do take a taste
of this admirable boo
at the first opportunity,
special Cuban blend.
And now, we must
be pushing on.
[Kristin] Gnossos, don'’t make
such a big deal about it.
He is my father,
for Christ'’s sake.
What did you tell him?
He'’s interested in what I do.
After all, I am
his only daughter.
Told him about you,
he'’s just curious.
Quite natural from
his point of view.
Just wants to see what
you'’re like, that'’s all.
Well he'’s so god damned
anxious to meet me,
what did you tell him?
Nothing, just that
I'’ve been seeing you.
It'’s been a while, you know,
he'’s figured it out.
He'’s not dumb, even though he
does work for the government.
All he'’s asking,
all I'’m asking
is for one short weekend
of your valuable time,
just so he can see you,
talk to you for a little while.
Look, I just don'’t
feature myself
sitting on a veranda
down in Chevy Chase,
sipping martinis,
and shooting the shit
about how the gold
reserve is depleting,
and the coloreds
are moving in.
And has it occurred to you
that I might want you to
out of simple respect
for my family?
Respect? How many
times have you told me
what a fascist
bastard he is, hmm?
That'’s beside the point.
[birds singing]
Hey baby, it'’s just not cool,
any way you look at it.
Where'’d you get it?
An old buddy of yours.
[Paps] Hmm?
That guy, Mojo.
[Paps] How do you know him?
From that party,
out by the Dairy Queen.
Look, he'’s a bad cat,
an evil son of a bitch.
I know the cat
is a dope peddler.
The kind of shit he'’s into,
peddling dope is an alibi for.
Man, is the cat for real,
or is he just jive?
Oh no, he'’s for real.
That'’s the trouble.
Well that'’s all
I want to know, then.
Hey look Heff,
I'’m telling you,
you get into a scene with him
and sooner or later
it'’s gonna end up bad.
The cat'’s not gonna
marry my sister,
I'’m just gonna pick up a little
shit for him, that'’s all.
Come on Heff,
don'’t bullshit me.
Look, it'’s a free
ticket to Cuba,
and a little operating
capital on top.
And just between
you and me,
once I get down there,
I just might not come back.
What do you mean?
There'’s lots of
interesting things
going on down there, man.
Cats with beards
runnin'’ all around
out there in the hills,
gettin'’ ready for
a full-on revolution.
Man, you'’ve been
watching too many
of those old movies
on the late show.
The third enchilada on the left
contains the map
of the minefields.
Deliver to Zircon de Fapa.
Come on, Paps.
You'’re gonna tell me that
don'’t sound like a gas?
Are you out of
your fuckin'’ mind?
No man.
Oh, wow.
I got a lot of work
to do on your head.
Hey hey hey,
where you going?
To the library.
What for?
I have two papers
due next week,
and I have to get
to work on them.
I just can'’t
concentrate here.
All right, I'’ll
see you later, huh?
Look, if you had eyes to
split, that'’s one thing.
But why does it
have to be Cuba?
Why not?
I want to be someplace
where things are
happening for a change.
You know they use real
bullets down there.
You can get killed.
Well, something'’s gonna kill
you sooner or later, man.
It'’s what you do in
the meantime that matters.
You'’re really going then?
You know it, man.
Two more days, then
it'’s goodbye bullshit.
Rosenbloom'’s going too,
we'’re driving down in his car.
There'’s room if
you want to make--
No thanks, man, I
fought my wars already.
Hey listen man, we'’ve gotta have
a real blast before you go.
You and Jack come over and
I'’ll fix you a Greek feast.
I mean real gyro food, huh?
I don'’t know, man.
What do you mean,
you don'’t know?
Look Paps, that scene
puts me uptight, okay?
What are you talking about?
You and the chick, man.
I just can'’t cut
being in the middle
of all that hostility.
What hostility?
That'’s a few minor
hassles, that'’s all.
Anything you say, Paps.
Look, you can'’t make
deals with love.
It'’s all, or
it'’s nothing at all.
Says who?
Well, for you
it'’s a different thing.
Why?
Because you don'’t have
anything to give up.
You don'’t actually
do anything.
All you do is sit
and smoke pot,
and talk about your immunity
and how much hipper
you are than everybody else.
I happen to be
hipper than anybody else.
Well, what good does
it do you, for God'’s sake?
And that'’s what you give me
when I ask you to give up
that shit-ass committee?
Man, you got a lot of hostility
in you, you know that?
And it'’s getting
more and more, too.
You think you can
put down my family,
my major, and my committee,
and that'’s all right.
I don'’t do it to be nasty,
it just happens to
be my honest opinion.
What do you want me
to do, lie about it?
Gnossos, even if
you are totally right,
if all I do isn'’t
worth a plug nickel,
then it'’s still
one plug nickel more
than your scene is worth.
Let me explain it
to you very slowly.
The only thing that'’s
happening in your life is me.
Outside of that,
there just isn'’t anything.
Nothing at all.
Just a guy sitting in
a chair, smoking a joint.
Then what are you
hanging around for?
Just to make sure
you get the point.
Well, in that case,
you might as well split.
In that case I will.
[Paps] Go!
Just go!
Where'’s Kristin?
What'’s the matter?
Where is she?
I thought she was with you.
She signed out overnight.
I thought naturally if she--
[creaks]
Who'’s there?
[creaking]
[creaking]
[birds screeching]
Okay, you son of a bitch,
come on if you'’re coming.
[screeching]
I'’ve seen it before, my
own personal monkey demon.
You ought to try
to get some sleep.
Yeah, you bet.
You'’ll be safe here.
It won'’t come back tonight.
If it does man,
it can have me.
That would gain nothing.
Listen,
Gnossos, if it should come back,
for any reason, you must
stand up and defy it.
Make it go back
to its cave.
You got a shotgun?
I'’m serious.
The way you describe it,
it seems so familiar.
Cut out that familiar, you'’re
scaring the crap out of me.
I'’m sorry, but you know...
there is danger, Gnossos.
But why, god damn it, that'’s
what I don'’t understand.
The whole point is,
I'’m supposed to be immune.
Apparently, not to everything.
Not to her.
Oh Jesus.
Get some sleep, okay?
I'’ll be nearby.
[Paps] Hey, Calvin?
Thanks, man.
It'’s all right, Gnossos.
[birds shrieking]
Get outta here, you bastard.
[silence]
[gasping]
[Beth] You shouldn'’t
be here, Gnossos.
Well, Jesus Christ.
He has no answers
to give you.
Hey Beth, please
go away, all right?
I'’m trying to get my
head into something here.
Forms, objects, creatures?
Look, I don'’t know myself.
That'’s Calvin'’s ethos.
Yeah, all right, so what?
You'’ll kill yourself,
that'’s what.
Everybody'’s talking
kill all of a sudden.
Can we just cool it out with
the kill for a while, huh?
It'’s no good, Gnossos.
It doesn'’t work.
It forces you away from
what you really are.
Hey Beth, come on man.
It'’s the middle of the night.
Listen to me.
You can'’t stay there.
You can'’t live in that
place he wants you to go.
You have to come back or
you'’ll die, don'’t you see that?
Leave me alone,
will you?
He'’s sitting up
tonight, all night,
looking through
his occult books,
trying to find your demon.
He'’s a fool, Gnossos.
He'’ll never find it
in the occult.
He'’s your goddamn husband, what
are you putting him down for?
He doesn'’t know what'’s real.
Oh, Jesus.
That, that'’s real.
[bell ringing]
Hello, Heff?
Hey...
Hey man, look I'’m out
here in a phone booth.
Could you
come pick me up?
Yeah, I know.
But you see,
the thing is,
I can'’t.
I don'’t know where to go.
[sobbing]
[softly]
Let me go.
[surf pounding]
[gulls calling]
I saw the contact man
this morning.
Cat named Mugabon.
Got a backroom full of
the most wasted junkies
you ever saw,
runs a cantina right around
the corner from the hotel.
Score day after tomorrow,
then it'’s off to the hills.
Oh man, it'’s gonna
be so beautiful.
Six months, that'’s
all they figure.
A full scale offensive
by New Year'’s,
and then it'’s all over.
Sounds terrific.
Only watch your ass.
Oh man, will you stop
with that shit already?
Okay, you and the chick
had a bad thing going,
like you finally got hip
to it, and you split.
So it'’s over,
for Christ'’s sake.
Over?
What do you mean over?
Who said anything
about it being over?
Then what the hell
you doin'’ down here?
I'’m just laying out
for a while, that'’s all.
Till she wakes up.
Once she realizes--
Look,
you'’re the one that'’s
got to wake up.
She'’s got a noose
around your neck
and it stretches all
the way from there to here.
[in foreign language]
He says not to worry,
he'’s gonna give you a
prescription from the farmacia,
very strong pills.
You'’ll be fine
in about two weeks.
Okay.
Come on, let'’s split.
[in foreign language]
He says that to bring
the clap to Havana,
is like bringing
bread to the bakers.
I saw piles already, come on
I want to get out of here.
[in foreign language]
You owe him two
dollars, American.
This is on me.
I wish it was, man.
I wish it was.
Yeah?
Yeah.
So, are you sure it was her?
It was her.
How do you know?
Look, it was her,
god damn it.
Hey, come on man, be cool.
It couldn'’t be anybody else,
because I haven'’t made
it with anybody else,
that'’s how I know.
All right.
But still.
Look man, just
forget it, all right?
Believe me man,
this is the best thing
that could have
happened to you.
How do you figure that?
No, I mean it.
Yeah, well I'’m just
celebrating is all.
Well look, now at least
you know what'’s happening.
I kept asking myself, shit,
now what'’s it gonna
take for him to realize
that he'’s into a bad scene?
Well, okay, now you know.
And later with all
that positive thinking.
Hey look, there ain'’t
gonna be no later,
the time for you to straighten
out is now, or it'’s never.
You better listen
to me, man.
I ain'’t bullshittin'’ you now.
What you gonna do?
Lie here on your ass
for the rest of your life?
I'’ll be all right, I just
have to lay out for a while.
Well what the hell you think
you been doin'’
besides laying out?
Look, I'’m not asking you to
come up to the hills with me.
Make any scene you want to,
but for Christ'’s sakes,
knock off the bullshit,
and get your ass on the move.
Hey Heff, let'’s
don'’t beef, okay?
Don'’t you understand?
I'’m not beefing with you,
I ain'’t got time for it,
and I ain'’t got time to
sit here and hold your hand
while you get it
together, either.
Hey, you American?
Huh?
You want to get laid, huh?
No, no.
I got nice nookie
nookie virgin.
Come on huh,
come on, come on?
Let go of me, huh?
20 years old.
Very chick,
you'’ll like her.
Come on, man, huh?
Hey vamos,huh?
Hey come on, man.
Hey hey hey.
Look, split!
[soft acoustic music]
♪ Can'’t tell the world
from the face of a girl ♪
♪ I think I'’m seeing double ♪
♪ My gut and my heart,
can'’t tell '’em apart ♪
♪ It'’s always been my trouble ♪
♪ Rusty old heads
♪ Asleep in their beds
♪ Take comfort in their dream
♪ Losers it seems find
peace in their dreams ♪
♪ Me I wake up screaming
Welcome.
Take a seat.
What'’s your pleasure?
Your pleasure.
Are you the boss?
What prompts your inquiry?
I'’m a friend of Mojo'’s.
Oh, well.
Then that puts
an entirely different
complexion on the matter.
Yes yes yes.
It'’s a great pleasure
to meet you, sir.
My wife, Maude, your
arrival is perfectly timed.
This evening we'’re having
a few of our regular patrons in
for a little informal
poetry reading.
I do hope you'’ll be able
to stay and join us.
I'’ll stay, I'’ll stay.
Vachel Lindsay tonight.
I do so like him, don'’t you?
I'’m just mixing up
the refreshments now.
An old family recipe,
we call it summer snow.
It'’s strictly, organic
natural ingredients
in the hands of mother nature.
So, nothing artificial.
Milk, shredded fresh coconut,
orange juice,
raspberry sherbet,
white Bacardi Rum,
mashed peyote buttons,
and a soupçon
of cocaine, for flavor.
Drink it through this.
It does something
for the taste.
Impossible to explain but.
Last night at black
midnight I awoke with a cry.
The windows were shaking,
there was thunder on high.
The floor was atremble,
the door was ajar.
White fires, crimson
fires, shown from afar.
I rushed to the dooryard,
the city was gone.
My home was a hut,
without orchard or lawn.
It was mud smear and logs
near a whispering stream.
Nothing else built by man
could I see in my dream.
Then, ghost kings came
headlong, row upon row.
Gods of the Indians,
torches aglow.
They mounted the bear
and the elk and the deer,
and eagles gigantic,
aged, and sere.
They rode longhorn cattle,
they cried, ah la la.
They lifted the knife,
the bow and the spear,
they lifted ghost
torches from fires below.
My idea, is a verse cycle,
encompassing the vast
body of American poetry,
right on up through
Edgar A Guest.
My customers seem to enjoy it,
remarkably faithful
in their attendance.
As long as they got
that tube in their face.
Puts them in the
proper mood, dear boy.
Makes them more receptive.
Now this evening,
I'’m going to start
working my way through
Edward Arlington Robinson.
Now you'’ll enjoy that.
[guns firing]
[dog barking]
It'’s just a minor
political disagreement,
becoming quite common nowadays.[siren wailing]
It'’s nothing to worry about.
They never come in here.
Now the thing I like
about Robinson is that
queer little sense of meter.
[faint Spanish music]
Paps?
Paps!
Come on, man.
Come on, you'’ve got
to hold onto me.
Come on, you don'’t
know what'’s happened.
There'’s been a lot of trouble.
You'’re all right, come on go.
[voice on loudspeaker
in foreign language]
[church bell ringing]
[dog barking]
[acoustic guitar music]
♪ All the way down
the long way around ♪
♪ Back roads I have taken
♪ Crashing from dreams
♪ Flashes and screams
♪ Left me sick and shaky
♪ Do myself in
again and again ♪
♪ Trying to relieve it
♪ I could see the end of me
♪ You I can'’t believe it ♪
We ought to have something
to mark the grave.
Forget it.
Everybody has something.
It'’s over man, huh?
Let'’s skip the small shit.
[acoustic guitar music]
♪ Dusty and beat,
I can'’t take the heat ♪
♪ It'’s a hot wind
that'’s been blowing ♪
♪ I lost my way so many times
♪ Forgot where I was going
♪ Forget what I said,
bury the dead ♪
♪ My promise was unspoken
♪ Looks like I'’ve
been down so long ♪
♪ My circle has been broken