Grace Jones: Bloodlight and Bami (2017) - full transcript

DISTORTED MALE VOICE:
Lad/es and gentlemen...

Miss Grace Jones.

MUSIC: "Slave to the Rhythm"
by Grace Jones

AUDIENCE CHEERS

GRACE: I'm just playing around.

# Baby

# Work all day
as men who know

# The wheels must turn
to keep the flow

# You build on up,
don't break a chain

# Sparks will fly
when the whistle blows

# Never stop the action



# You better keep it up,
keep it up

# I said never stop the action

# You better keep it up,
keep it up

# Work to the rhythm

# Love to the rhythm

# We live to the rhythm

# Slaves to the rhythm

# Axe to wood

# In ancient times

# Man machines

# Power line

# Fire burns

# Hearts beat strong

# Sing out loud,
the chain gang song



# Never stop the action

# You better keep it up,
keep it up

# Work to the rhythm

# We love to the rhythm

# We dance to the rhythm

# Slaves to the rhythm

# Carry on

# Slaves to the rhythm

AUDIENCE CHEERS

The album is unbelievable, Grace.
- GRACE: Thank you, darling.

I've waited 25 years to see you.

GRACE: Oh, my God!
- MAN: I'm waiting 30 years.

Now one each, you know that's enough.
I'm so sorry.

WOMAN: It's alright.
- MAN: We love you, Grace.

GRACE: Give me your favourite one.
- You're worth waiting for.

GRACE:
Cos my mother's waiting for me, OK?

FANS LAUGH

GRACE: No, I mean it.
- I know, I know, I know.

MAN 1: We love Grace Jones!

MAN 1: We love Grace Jones!

MAN 1: We love you, Grace!

MAN 2: Grace. Over here, Grace.

MAN 3:
God, it's been such a long wait.

GRACE: Don't push. Coming.

MAN 3:
Would you do another movie?

GRACE: My own.
- MAN 3: Yeah!

GRACE HUMS

# Hats for Jamaica #

Do we have everything now?
Count, count.

I've got everything.

So how is everything in Jamaica?
- Cool. I'll leave that up to you.

GRACE:
Nothing dramatic happening?

BOTH LAUGH

Oh, my God. Hi, Mom.
- You remember Paul?

I know Paul well.

Hi.
- Thank you.

Hi, Paul. Oh, my God.
- PAUL: Good to see you.

You recognise Paulo?
- MOTHER: Hi, sweetheart.

ALL LAUGH

I can see you looking
but she doesn't recognise him.

And his daughter Paula.
- GRACE: Hi. Finally.

Finally!

GRACE: I didn't even peek.

Well, peek.
- GRACE: Peek now?

Yes.
- MAN: We gonna peek now?

GRACE: He didn't have
any banana colours.

MOTHER: The colour
won't go with my banana dress.

MAN: What colour's your hat?
- MOTHER: Everybody looking now?

GRACE:
He said it was beautiful.

MOTHER: I'm sure it's beautiful.
Oh, man!

GRACE: Almost a banana.

ALL: Oh!

Oh!

GRACE:
Mommy! That is... That is...

MAN: Dressed for Sunday?
- I'll wear my purple dress Sunday.

MAN LAUGHS
- Oooh.

This is fabulous.
- GRACE: That's wicked!

GRACE:
Oh, wow, look at that behind.

Can you stop when you get the view
there? Of the water, there's a...

When you go around the corner.

GRACE:
Is that all sea there I think I'm seeing?

DRIVER: Yes, yes.

GRACE:
It's crazy because it doesn't...

DRIVER: See that strip in between?
- GRACE: Uh-huh.

DRIVER: Near the water, that's where
we've come from, the airport.

GRACE: That's the airport down there?
Get out.

DRIVER SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY
- GRACE: Right.

That is just absolutely breath-taking.

DRIVER: Over there, right there,
see those light greens?

Uh-huh.
- DRIVER: That's out by the wharf.

CICADAS CHIRRUP

GRACE: Hello!

AUDIENCE CHEERS

Mmm-hmm. Alright.

Well, you know,
I'm gonna give you...

a Jamaica trip.

CHEERS

You know,
I have a lot to talk about Jamaica.

Give you a little history.

My mother was the Williams
and my father was the Jones.

When I grew up there

in the little old Spanish Town

it was a whole other world.

RADIO:
The Supreme Court has ordered

that the financially strapped
Dial insurance company be wound up.

The order was handed down today
by High Court judge

Mr Justice Pa trick Brooke's

following an application by
the Financial Services Commission.

The FSC took over control
of the collapsed insurance company

after it was unable to service
the claims of its clients

in the Cayman Islands
following the passage of Hurricane Ivan

which devastated this island last year.

WATER RUNS
- Following Hurricane Ivan...

NEWS REPORT CONTINUES

PAN SIZZLES

GRACE". If you have any make-up on,
you can't get through the gate.

If you've got your toes showing,
you can't get in the gate.

If you got the heels showing,
you can't get in the gate.

So what the fuck was I doing inside?

AUDIENCE LAUGHS

DOG BARKS

GRACE: Anything welded in here,
Mas P did it.

Mas P had a garden that was,
I mean, when I say perfection...

MOTHER: Yes.

GRACE: Obsessive lines,
everything completely...

MOTHER: Look how the grass
has come up since the rain.

GRACE: Oh, what happened?
They had a hurricane?

Did the hurricane kill it?

That's Pam's daughter.

Yes, I could see Grace when
she look like a mutton; 80 or 90, boy.

She's going to be a tyrant.
HE LAUGHS

And this is my son.

She's going to be acting like
a 25-year-old.

But, Dad, everybody, I noticed,
in the Jones family

they act younger as they get older.
Have you noticed?

You know what we said yesterday? We said
Miss Dorothy makes the best fish.

GRACE: I like the heads
so I'm gonna take the heads.

You got it. You rule.
- GRACE: Mmm-hm.

How come you married and Daddy wasn't
saved yet? That's what I was talking...

Oh, no.
- We need to get the history right.

Yeah, your dad, he spent four years
in America, got saved

and the brothers told him
that Bishop Walters

have a daughter in the house
that nobody can go in there and get.

GRACE:
Oh, Lord have mercy!

ALL LAUGH

Challenged Dad!

MOTHER: He... He made up in his mind
he was going to do that!

PAULO: The contender.
- GRACE: Wow.

That's a Jones! That's a Jones!
That's a Jones!

MOTHER: In those days,
17-year-olds don't get married.

FATHER: But she had faith.

MOTHER: But I didn't even like
the Joneses.

I didn't feel like I wanted to be
bothered with Mr Pat.

GRACE: Right.

You know, cos he was so boastful
and he thought the Jones family was it.

GRACE: Yes.
- You know, nobody else was good...

GRACE: Good enough.
- Yeah.

MOTHER: Grand P never thought that any
of the women that his boys married to

were worthy of his boys.
- Right.

MOTHER: Not every one!
- Yup.

MOTHER: He gave a problem to Dora,
to Lelieth, to me.

Aunt Phillis never married
because he ran

chased off her husbands,
her would-be husband.

MOTHER: And he was from another
prominent family in Spanish Town

they was a good family.

FATHER: The problem now was,
the Williamses

with their record of having
this big, big, big family,

you know what I mean?
Outside children.

My father said, ah, you know,
he was kinda...

CHRIS LAUGHS

He was kind of rough.

GRACE: Really?
- Oh, yeah.

GRACE: He talk about the Williamses
were known for having illegitimate...

MOTHER:
They don't fly far from the block.

GRACE:
They had a lot of illegitimate...

MOTHER: Pappy Williams did.
- CHRIS: Uncle Luther too.

MOTHER: Everybody called him Pappy.
- FATHER: He boasted 60 children.

GRACE: Right.
- CHRIS: Oh, my God!

He was like a bunny rabbit.

FATHER: No, he was a record breaker
in Spanish Town

because there's another man...
- MOTHER: Morgan.

FATHER:
Morgan. He had around 30 or 40.

MOTHER: The Williams side
is very creative

but then Mr Pat
has always told his children

'A Jones never come second.
They always come first.'

AUDIENCE CHEERS

MUSIC: "Williams' Blood"
by Grace Jones

# When she was seventeen

# She married a preacher man

# And she settled down

# In a little part of town

# Followed him all around

# Having little babies

# Singing in a little church

# In a little ghost town

# And, ohh, she's so happy

# Keeping up,
keeping up with the Joneses

# Ohh, she's so happy

# Keeping up,
keeping up with the Joneses

# Finally she told me

# Grandpa Dan travelled

# Playing on the road

# With Nat King Cole

# And he womanised

# Oh, he stayed up all night

# He boozed it up around the town

# From town to town to town

# So let me go, ahhh, I'm wicked

# Just let me go, ahhh,
I'm born wicked

# When are you gonna be a Jones

# Like your sister
and your brother Noel?

# When are you gonna be a Jones?

# You're just like Luther and Dan

# God bless his soul

# I said mama

# I got the Williams blood in me

# I got the Williams blood in me

# I got the Williams blood in me

BACKING SINGERS:
# Got the Williams blood

# I got the Williams blood in me

# In me

# In me

# I got it running through my blood

# The Williams blood in me

# In me

# In a room full of doves

# I'm waiting for the angels

# Spreading my wings

# So I can fly

# So let me fly

# Oh, I'm wicked

# Just let me fly

# Oh, I'm born wicked

BACKING SINGERS:
# Let me go

# Let me go

# I'm Williams wicked

# When are you gonna be a Jones

# Like your sister
and your brother Noel?

# When are you gonna be a Jones?

# You're just like Luther and Dan

# God bless his soul

# Whoa!

# I got the Williams blood in me

BACKING SINGERS:
# I got the Williams blood

# I got the Williams blood in me

# I got the Williams blood in me

# Oh, let me go, I'm born wretched

BACKING SINGERS:
# Let me go

# I can't keep up

# I'm gonna haunt ya

# I'm gonna haunt ya

# Oh, I can't keep up

# Oh!

# I'm gonna dance this hat right off

# I got the Williams blood in me #

WHISTLES AND CHEERS

Mother would have
danced this hat off already.

SHE WHISPERS:
Lord Jesus. Oh, Lord.

Lord have mercy.

Just pray for her soul,
dear Jesus.

Pray for her soul, Lord.

Pray for this child,
pray for this child.

Dear Jesus, pray for this child.
Hallelujah...

# Amazing

# Grace

# How sweet

# The sound

# That saved

# A wretch

# Like me

# Ohhhh

# Amazing

# Amazing grace

# How sweet

# The sound

# That saved

# Saved a wretch

# Like me

# Ohh, like me #

CHEERS

CICADAS CHIRRUP

Me no need straw.

DRIVER:
Said she don't need no straw.

If I just open it, I can get the jelly.

Mmm.

Delicious.

Fresh.

Mmm, there's so much water
in this coconut.

I need someone to share it with me.

Mmm, I love these.

You have to try a naseberry.
Fruit. Delicious.

GRACE:
I'll play the friggin' bass myself.

You know?

He can't do stuff like that.
- IVOR: They did it last time.

No, they came the last time
when they were supposed to.

IVOR: They didn't come when they said
they were going to. They came later.

We have to give them
the Jamaican treatment, man.

That's all he understands,
you know what I mean?

That's it. I'm going to
just tell him off really good now.

And he want to do short out, we draw
blood or long out and draw some sweat.

I know what, I'll just call Sly first.

Sly always answers.
Robbie is the one got tricky numbers.

BEEPS

W'happen, Sly?

Grace. SI... Sly? Hi, Sly.

W'happen, man? Me...
Nah, man, me getting very upset.

I really need to talk to Robbie
and I'm...

I'm in the studio and I...

Wait a minute.

What... What is the ZIP?

I have to do some emotional blackmail.

Don't fuck him off completely though.

GRACE: No, I'm not doing that.
I'm just telling him the truth.

Come on, Robbie, pick up.

Robbie.

W'happen? Grace here.

Who can't hide?

What, don't call me baby. Robbie.

SHE LAUGHS

Robbie, man...

Cha'man me laugh because...

Alright, listen, me talk to your guy,
right, Guillaume.

He told me that
after the Chris Blackwell ting

that you all are free.

So what ting catching up on you?

We ask you for five days to work.

And I did all the, you know,
the dealings with Guillaume

which he went through with you,
points on the record.

And we do tracks together,
so you have publishing.

And the songs I write alone
I'll give you one-third publishing.

My God, I'm giving you guys stuff
you don't deserve.

And then now you're telling me
that you have some other girl.

Who is this other person?

Robbie, Robbie, you deserve a lot more,
but I don't deserve...

I don't... No.
We need to talk, you and I. OK?

And... And I will work out the terms,
but the dates... Fucking hell.

Fucking got out off.

No, I know them very well, you know.

And believe me when I'm saying,
you know, he's feeling badly about it.

Robbie? Robbie!

Robbie. Robbie, we got...

I knew you were on the other line.
I left you a message.

Me know you talking to Sly.
Me just talked to Sly.

What?!

Nah, because I'm pissed off, Robbie.

Robbie, I'm angry because you cannot...

You can't tell me one thing
and then, and then playing everybody.

You can't tell me, 'Speak to Suzette.'

You're giving me the run-around, Robbie.
Alright?

You give me the run-around
and you, and...

IVOR: Find out when they can come.
Don't just piss him off.

Grace?

No, but I'm angry!

How you expect me to...? Robbie. Robbie.

I am... I'm paying for this record
myself, right?

I'm paying!
I don't have a record company!

Listen to me. Listen to me.

No, listen to me, Robbie.

Robbie, just listen to me now, man.

I am paying for this myself

so artistically,
we can do what we want to do

and have the freedom to do the kind
of music that we want to do. Alright?

And now when studios and everything
are booked

how you think that
I'm gonna have to pay for that

and then you guys now tell me
you're free on this date

and then you can't come and you don't
expect me to react to that?

I'm human, man. I'm human!

I'm saying some things
that I'm saying out of frustration

to let you understand that I can't

you know, doing this on my own like this

and depending on what you tell me
and then tings changing up and down.

I'm ending up in a... I'm ending up

that the record is not gonna be
done on time.

Or if done at all
if it's going to go on like this.

IVOR: I propose this as
a possible beginning to this track.

GRACE: Hm-hmm, yeah.

MUSIC INTRO WITH REGGAE BEAT

GRACE LAUGHS

IVOR: We can drop Robbie in?
Let's drop Robbie in.

BASS GUITAR PLAYS ON TRACK

GRACE: That's wicked.

IVOR: A bit of Don-E.

GRACE: Oh, yeah. I can definitely
run some stuff down on that.

I have to do my eyebrows.

Wicked.

GRACE: That's wicked.

Hello, Paulo. OK, we are, um,
between ten and 15 minutes away.

# This is a plate

# This is a cup

# This is a story I didn't make up

# This is a girl lost in the wood

# Some covered wagon
from some other hood...

REGGAE TRACK PLAYS

Oh, my God, look at that beautiful...

It's the Sacré-Coeur?

DRIVER: Yes.
- GRACE: Look, Sacré-Coeur on the hill.

# Are you going into the light?

# Are you free of fear today?

# When you lie down to sleep

# Do you kind of float away?

# This is life, yeah

# This is life, yeah

# Most of my crimes are of optimism

# 40,000 volts of recognition

# They tried to strip me of dignity

# But I still have tenacity #

That's a bit...

God, they got some tight muscles.

I wish my pussy was this tight.

Yes, I got in there.

Definitely have something,
I don't understand.

Goddamn.

PULSATING BEAT OVER SOUND SYSTEM

GRACE: They're insect noises,
I don't know...

Like, Jamaican
night insect noise, them, man.

MUSIC INTRO

Every now and then, we'll throw it in.

ANSWERING MACHINE:
You can leave a message after the tone.

When you've finished...

Do you recognise it, you know?
- BEEP

Robbie answering machine.

SHE LAUGHS

AUDIENCE CHEERS

MUSIC: "This Is" by Grace Jones

# This is a plate, this is a cup

# This is a story I didn't make up

# This is a girl lost in the wood

# Some covered wagon
from some other hood

# This is the voice,
these are the hands

# This is technology
mixed with a band

# Are you going into the light?

# Are you free of fear today?

# When you lie down to sleep

# Do you kind of float away?

# This is life

# This is life, God

# Most of my crimes are of optimism

# 40,000 volts of recognition

# You tried to strip me of dignity

# But I still have tenacity

# These are the words I didn't invent

# Only an attempt to say what I meant

# This is the paper

# This is a pen

# This is my weapon,
a means to an end

# Are you going into the desert?

# You're out of control of your fate

# There are no warriors without a war

# So get ahead before it's too late

# This is life

BACKING SINGERS:
# Lay down your spear

# Let go your fear

# Far becomes near

# Oh, Lord

# This is...
SHE PANTS

# This is...
SHE PANTS

# This is...
SHE PANTS

# This is...
SHE PANTS

# This is what I'm focused on

# This is my head on straight

# This is the harness, this is the bait

# This is me, I'm flying the gate

# This is a lie, professional liar

# Day after day, igniting the fire

# This is the key, this is the door

# Imagine the view
from the basement floor

# When you lie down to sleep

# Do you kind of float away?

# Do you kind of float away?

# Do you kind of float away?

# Do you kind of float away?

# Do you kind of float away?

# Do you kind of float away? #

PHONE RINGS

WOMAN: For you.
- Yeah.

Oh, that's right.
I forget you love long showers.

SHE LAUGHS

Ahh, I know.

It's good for ya.

Ah, well, we're almost there now.

We are on the Champs-Elysées.

You know, we already are.

Ah, OK.

OK, OK. So your shoot is at nine?

Oh. Oh, so you gotta get up at nine?

Kind of. Alright, I understand.

Come for a half-hour or whatever.

You're still young, honey.

In the old days, we used to stay up
all night and go straight to the shoot

when we were your age.

SHE LAUGHS

I know, I'm sorry,
I don't mean to compete.

SHE CHUCKLES

GRACE: I think it had a lot to do with
the personalities that were around.

People wanted to dance
and they just, you know...

Doing hallucinogenics
and wanted to dance.

It was like... like going to church.

I mean, serious,
disco was really like going to church.

ASSISTANT:
Tell me when I'm getting too tight.

Go.
- OK.

It's better to go tighter
from the waist down.

ASSISTANT: Uh-huh.

It's very tricky, this one.
I think that's on right.

Right, you have the powder?
- Yep.

The block.
Just the block, lipstick and...

GRACE: Hello, hello.
- Hello.

How you doing, Grace?
- OK. Who... Who is this?

INDISTINCT
- Oh, hi.

INDISTINCT CHATTER

Oh.

GRACE:
I hope the set isn't really tacky.

Otherwise
we'll just have to bite the bullet.

Say 'fuck it.'
This is paying for my record.

GRACE HUMS

I know, I look like a bug
from outer space.

ANNOUNCER SPEAKS IN FRENCH

APPLAUSE

INDISTINCT FRENCH

APPLAUSE

MUSIC: "La Vie en Rose"
by Grace Jones

# Mmmm-mmmm-mmmm

# Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

# Des yeux qui font

# Baisser les miens

# Un rire qui se perd

# Sur sa bouche

# Voilé. le portrait sans retouche

# De I'homme auquel j'appartiens

# Quand il me prend dans ses bras

# II me parle tout bas

# Je vois la vie en rose

# II me dit des mots d'amour

# Des mots de tous les jours

# Et ga me fait quelque chose

# Aaaaaaah!

# Mmmm... #

GRACE: Very tacky, isn't it?
What can I say? What can I do?

I mean, they want you to,
er, they want to see your eyes.

Perhaps for the interview
you can put it off?

KNOCK AT DOOR

Oui?

MAN: My darling.
- Oui?

I'm like a madam in a whorehouse.

It's like in a whorehouse!

Give me a fucking break.

I am the madam of all these girls.
Of course.

That's how they parade
when you go inside a brothel.

We are visual artists,
we know what things look like.

And that's what it looks like.

I feel badly for the dancers.

Oh, those poor girls. They will be
so upset with me, they will hate me.

KNOCK AT DOOR

CYMBALS RATTLE GENTLY

GRACE: Robbie? Robbie?

W'happen, man?
You... You see the graveyard there?

GRACE: Our ancestors.

GRACE LAUGHS

DEMO TAPE PLAYS

INDISTINCT CHATTER

GRACE: What's that?
That sounds silly.

I better tell them
what this song is about.

The song is about an alcoholic.

He's just so fucked up, you know?

He kind of woke up
out of a death-passing-out thing

and just decided
he's gotta go back home.

The demo is the demo.
You don't have to follow it.

MUSICIAN: OK.
- GRACE: Just...

MUSICIAN: OK.
- Yeah.

ROBBIE: Go, one, two, three.
I'll make a start.

GRACE: Can you hear me?

MUSICIAN: Whenever you're ready, Sly.
- Yeah. Yeah, man.

MAN: Start the engine, let's roll.
- One, two...

MUSIC INTRO

REGGAE BEAT

# Cat's-eyes on the road again

# Keep on blinking in my eyes

# And I think I might go home again

# And now that all my memories

# Are all scattered in the skies

# And I think I might go home again

# Well, well, well

# I'm on a tightrope

# Well, well, well

# I think I'm falling

# Well, well, well,
well, well, well... #

MUSICIAN: Ah, come on.

IVOR: Give Robbie an extra
and play the track back. Wicked!

IVOR: What ya say, Robbie?
From top, from top.

MUSICIAN: Drop Robbie in
for the middle eight count.

# One hand on the steering wheel

# And the other over my eyes

# I'm trying to make
some kind of sense

# Or logic in my life

# Oh, I'm singing

# Well, well, well,
this ain't the first time

# Well, well, well,
won't be the last time

# Well, well, well, well, well, well

# Well, well, well,
I'm on a tightrope

# Well, well, well,
I think I'm falling

# Well, well, well, well, well,
well, well, well, well, well

# Well, well, well

# Well, well, this ain't the first time

# Well, well, well,
won't be the last time... #

MAN: First time here?

No, sir. This is the third time
I've actually come to this spot.

Oh, I see.
- Yeah.

Family is in Kingston and Spanish Town.

Spanish Town?
- Yes.

GRACE: Alright now, so how much,
how much chicken and pork we getting?

And some festival?
You guys want festival?

PAULO: Yeah.
- CHANTELLE: I'm not that hungry.

GRACE: You will be.
- PAULO: You will be.

CHANTELLE: I will be later.
- GRACE: At least we'll have it.

GRACE: Do you make them hats?
- Yeah, man.

GRACE: Wicked hat, man.
- HE CHUCKLES

GRACE: Wicked, man. Wicked, man.
You know how me know you is a Maroon?

You have the blue circle
around your eyes like me daddy.

How many hats you have?

So I think we nah do the rafting today,
you know.

Me think we're just going to
the Blue Lagoon.

GRACE". My sister's daughter never been
to Jamaica so I'm showing her.

GRACE: Lot of shit in my head.

AUDIENCE CHEERS

Too much shit in my head!

CHEERS

Mm-mm. Behave. Be an example.
Shut up!

CHANTELLE: It's really hard
with my mom because her and I

are just now working on the issues
that we had because of her past.

A lot of the time I've asked her,
'What happened to you?'

GRACE: And she won't tell?

CHANTELLE: It's not that she won't...
It's like...

She does not remember
most of her childhood.

Right.

And that's why she said, 'I'm so happy
you're going to Jamaica with the family

so that you actually get the history
because I don't remember.'

'I've blocked out most of my memories.'

And the only way to get the history
of what happened with Pam

because she was alone

when... because Noel and Chris
and Max and me

we were all together.

So it's true, we shared... You know,
I would be in the room watching them.

You know, the welts on their backs

and I was like the lookout person
for them

so they could go off
before anyone comes back from church.

I'd be up climbing the tree
and doing the...

They'd teach me how to do
the boy's whistle.

Like this, really loud, you know

so they'd know they have to leave
from where they are, watching TV.

Hm-hmm.
- We weren't allowed, forget it.

This wine is really good.

We weren't supposed to watch TV,
radio, none.

All that was like 'forget it.'

You get caught doing that, you get,
you just get beaten for a week.

Mom's mom really tried to protect us.

And he would just, just push her aside,
you know.

She'd go, 'Ahh, you can't,
don't beat my, my children's...

my daughter's children,'
or something she'd say in Jamaican.

I just thought he just didn't know.
He just was doing it by the Bible.

And it was like, you know,
'It's because I love you.' Whip! Whip!

Read the Bible, you know?
We had to read things from the Bible

while we were being beaten.
It was just like too much

and we just thought Pam was, like,
having a real good old time, you know?

GRACE: I could never show

that I missed my mom or my dad
when they moved to America.

Couldn't write letters
that weren't read before.

I think I could've been too hard
on Mas P at some point.

I don't know. Noel kind of showed me
this other side to Mas P

that I was thinking,
'Well, maybe he has a point,'

because he didn't want any kids

because he married my grandmother
who was already in menopause.

So then when y'all moved down here...

GRACE: All of a sudden he inherited
five puppies, you know what I mean?

Right. Yeah.
- GRACE: Like 'here.'

That... That would be irritating.
SHE LAUGHS

GRACE: You know?
And so, so Noel kind of goes,

'Well, actually, you know, you should
look more at Dad, not Mas P'

because he took in, you know,
five children

when obviously he didn't want kids.
I never thought of it like that.

Hm-hmm.

So I did my acting classes and stuff.

That's when I really started
dealing with all of that

through a one-on-one class

and really, oh boy, oh boy, oh!

I got so violent.

CHANTELLE: I bet.
- I scared my teacher.

He had to hypnotise me.

So he'd say a word that would get me
to drop whatever it was I had in my hand

about to crash over his head.
- CHANTELLE LAUGHS

No kidding!

Yeah, he hypnotised me
without me knowing.

He found out that ice cream
was something that changes my mood.

Like, if you said an oyster now,
probably I'd do the same.

But it's true,
I had so much rage,

and I knew, even on my stage act,
believe it or not

I was playing out Mas P.

That's why I'm so scary.

Every... The way I would move my head
on the stage and when I get like...

It's really funny.

And my, my coach told me, he said

'Those, what you are doing,
you're being him!'

That male, dominant

scary person that I become...
- CHANTELLE: Right.

...is actually I'm playing Mas P.

Fucking hell. I became him.

MUSIC: "Warm Leatherette"
by Grace Jones

AUDIENCE CHEERS

BACKING SINGERS:
# Warm

# Leatherette

BACKING SINGERS:
# Warm

# Leatherette

BACKING SINGERS:
# Warm

# Leatherette

BACKING SINGERS:
# Warm

# Leatherette

# See the breaking glass
in the underpass

# See the breaking glass

# In the underpass

BACKING SINGERS:
# Warm

# Leatherette

BACKING SINGERS:
# Warm

# Leatherette

BACKING SINGERS:
# Warm

# Leatherette

BACKING SINGERS:
# Warm

# Leatherette

# A tear of petrol

# Is in your eye

# And the handbrake

# Penetrates your thigh

BACKING SINGERS:
# Warm

# Leatherette

BACKING SINGERS:
# Warm

# Leatherette

BACKING SINGERS:
# Warm

# Leatherette

BACKING SINGERS:
# Warm

# Leatherette

# A tear of petrol

# Is in your eye

# The handbrake

# Penetrates your thigh

# A tear of petrol

# Is in your eye

# Quick, let's make love

# Before we die

# Warm! #

Let me hear you say 'warm'!

I had to become my own doctor.

Figure things out, you know?

I saw a few doctors
but they couldn't do anyting for me.

Me den teach dem lickle something,
instead.

So, ya know, analyse meself.

Uh-huh.

So I had to get my own beating.

I had to get my own beating
to know how to beat you.

CHEERS

Mm-hmm. I did ask for my whip!

CHEERS

MUSIC: "Nipple To The Bottle"
by Grace Jones

# Get mad

# Colour and warmth
came into your world

# It makes me crazy

# When you don't get what you want

# You scream and you shout

# You're still a baby

# Don't give me a line

# Keep your lid on the bottle this time

# I'm still a lady

# I won't do it tonight

# I won't do it tonight

# No way, baby

#Ah

# I won't give in
and I won't feel guilty

BACKING SINGERS:
# I won't give in and I won't feel guilty

# Rant and rage to manipulate me

BACKING SINGERS:
# Rant and rage to manipulate me

# From the nipple to the bottle
never satisfied

BACKING SINGERS: # From the nipple
to the bottle never satisfied

# From the nipple to the bottle
now the cow must die

BACKING SINGERS: # From the nipple
to the bottle now the cow must die

# Your power and wealth

# Entering myself ain't easy

# Embarrassing my store
while opening up my door

# When it's breezy

# Show me your force

# Exaggerated stamina and energy

# There's no place for that

# There's no place for that

# It ain't that easy

# I won't give in
and I won't feel guilty

BACKING SINGERS:
# I won't give in and I won't feel guilty

# Rant and rage to manipulate me

BACKING SINGERS:
# Rant and rage to manipulate me

# From the nipple to the bottle
never satisfied

BACKING SINGERS: # From the nipple
to the bottle never satisfied

# From the nipple to the bottle
now the cow must die

BACKING SINGERS: # From the nipple
to the bottle now the cow must die

# Ain't gonna get it

# You ain't gonna get it

# If I don't give it

# Because I won't give in
and I won't feel guilty

BACKING SINGERS:
# I won't give in and I won't feel guilty

# Rant and rage to manipulate me

BACKING SINGERS:
# Rant and rage to manipulate me

# From the nipple to the bottle
never satisfied

BACKING SINGERS: # From the nipple
to the bottle never satisfied

# From the nipple to the bottle
now the cow must die

BACKING SINGERS: # From the nipple
to the bottle now the cow must die

# Whoa!

BACKING SINGERS:
# I won't give in and I won't feel guilty

# I won't give in

# I won't feel guilty

# I said I won't give in

BACKING SINGERS:
# Rant and rage to manipulate me

# Rant and rage

# You ain't gonna get it

# You rant and rage

# You rant and rage

# But you ain't gonna get it

# Uh-huh-huh-huh! #

GRACE PRACTISES SCALES

Should have got up early
and done my weights.

Would have sucked it in a bit more.

I'm just gonna put on my clothes.

And we can be...
# Going!

PRACTISES SCALES

Ivor, Michael didn't have
a signed contract

when I spoke to him this morning
from those people. Can you believe it?

They tried to stiff me before, in Spain,
the same company.

I think I locked myself
in the bathroom.

SHE LAUGHS
It was quite funny.

I was all dressed up like
Gina Lollobrigida, except all in white.

White wig, white dress,
white everything.

The product was called White.

It was a new drink.
- PHONE RINGS

Is he on?
- ASSISTANT: Yes.

Well, darling, am I to leave the hotel?

No, Michael, Michael,
I'm not leaving till it's finalised.

I already told you this morning, Michael.
What on earth are you doing?

You think I'm gonna spend one penny
of the money that I'm underpaid here

to pay for the hotel?

No, then it's not taken care of.
It's not taken care of, Michael.

There's no ifs, there's no ifs,
ands or buts, OK?

Well, darling, I am the one
doing the show, Michael!

Don't give me this shit!
All the other rooms are taken care of!

Call me when it's done!

SHE THROWS PHONE
- Sorry.

Fucking idiot!

So what's going on?
So they haven't signed the contract?

HE COUGHS
- Sorry. It scares me.

So they haven't signed the contract yet?

GRACE: I'm not leaving
until everything is sent and proper.

The only problem I know
for the presidential suite

was if we had to stay over till the 12th
if the flight was not booked.

That was the only thing
they sent us for that one night.

Motherfucker.

Oh, the fucking panther
is coming out in me now.

We are far away from home here,
Michael!

This is your last gig.

WATER RUNS

# Heads are gonna roll

TURNS TAP OFF

# Heads are gonna roll

# That's all I can say

# They're gonna be rolling, rolling

# Man, I'm feeling lonely

# Someone telephone me

# It's getting hard...
getting hard to waste my time... #

No?
- IVOR: Yeah, waste or pass.

How do you... Do you wanna
write it down or something?

No, I have to memorise it again.

And the next verse,
'Say that you will find him...'

# Say that you will find him
creeping up behind him

# Moving round the town all day... #

GRACE: What is it?
- IVOR: Underestimated.

GRACE:
# I'm underestimated... #

GRACE: We're still on time
if they send it soon.

We'll be OK.

FEMALE ASSISTANT:
Hi. I was just wanting to let you know

what's going on here.
Um, in that, um, until we have...

Which I think they were actually sending
by email to everyone at the moment...

Ohh, they don't know I've been around
the block too many times.

PHONE RINGS

Around the globe is more like it.
Fuck the block!

FEMALE ASSISTANT:
Hello? Oh, hi.

GRACE: # They say that you
will find him, creeping up behind him

# Moving round the town all day

# Well, I'm underestimated,
mildly underrated

# Can't there be another way?

# I need a man

# Perhaps a man like you

# I need a man

# Gonna make my dreams

# Come true

# Well, I'm gettin' tired of lookin'

# Wastin' all my cookin'

# Ending in a dreadful row... #

It's coming.

# Can somebody tell me,
say to me or spell me

# Why I'm feelin' lonely?

# Whoa, I need a man

# Perhaps a man like you

# I need a man

# Gonna make my dreams come true... #

I haven't sang this damn song
in I don't know how long.

GRACE". What a girl's gotta do.

What is it in that movie?

You have to be a high-flying bitch
sometimes.

What is that?
SHE LAUGHS

Sometimes you have to be
a high-flying bitch.

MUSIC: "Pull Up to the Bumper"
by Grace Jones

# Whoo-hoo. Went a bit too low #

Need more rouge.

I'm going tribal.

MUSIC CONTINUES

A little darker, yeah?
A little darker with the pencil.

Eleven-thirty in New York
and people are leaving the party.

Honey, they must be depressed.

This is fucking New York City
we're talking about.

Give me one more. Grease up the legs.

ASSISTANT: Some heels.

Very nice, Grace.

You know what, you all didn't have
a fucking car, so shut the fuck up!

No, don't make me lose it!

MUSIC: "Pull Up to the Bumper"
by Grace Jones

New York!

CHEERS

# Driving down those city streets

# Waiting to get down

# D'you wanna pitch your big machine

# Somewhere in this town?

# My lines are short, I'll fix you up

# Won't you please come on?

# Shiny sleek machine, believe it

# I got to blow your horn

# Pull up to my bumper, baby

# In your long black limousine

# Uh-huh

# Pull up to my bumper, baby

# Drive it in between

# Pull up

#To it

# Don't drive

# Through it

# You back it

# Up twice

# Now that

# Fits nice

# You grease it

# Spray it

# Let me

# Lubricate it...

Slipper)'-

# Pull up to my bumper, baby

# Pull up to my bumper

- Uh-huh! I see you partying up there!
- CHEERS

BACKING SINGERS:
# Pull up to my bumper, baby

You think I don't see you?

BACKING SINGERS: # Pull up!
- GRACE: Yeah, get up! Get up!

BACKING SINGERS:
# Pull up to my bumper, baby

# To my bumper

Party!

Party!

This is a party!

Get up! Stand up!

Hey!

Pull up!

Pull up!

Now you say...
# Pull up to my bumper, baby

Come on!

BACKING SINGERS:
# Pull up

I can't hear ya!

BACKING SINGERS:
# Pull up to my bumper, baby

Bring it down one second.
I wanna hear 'em.

AUDIENCE:
# Pull up to my bumper, baby

Thank you.

AUDIENCE:
# Pull up to my bumper, baby

Oh, so many thanking you.

AUDIENCE:
# Pull up to my bumper, baby

I really thank you.

AUDIENCE:
# Pull up to my bumper, baby

I really love you.

AUDIENCE:
# Pull up to my bumper, baby

Love you, love you, love you.

AUDIENCE:
# Pull up to my bumper, baby

I so love you!

AUDIENCE:
# Pull up to my bumper, baby #

I feel you!

I can feel them for a long, long way.

And I sing to them in, I...

MAN: Is it a good feeling
when they're shouting your name?

Yeah, so long as they're not saying,
'Burn the witch.'

Oh, no, I've been there
when they're saying, 'Burn the witch.'

MAN: What does it feel like?

Intense in that they're there, actually,
you know

and waiting for... for me to perform
the songs that they want to hear.

Do you have to live up
to their expectations?

GRACE: My expectations are much higher
than theirs, actually.

I don't have a question.
I have a request.

Do you remember
when you hit that person on TV?

Oh, Russell.
- Russell Harty.

I don't mind Russell except for the fact
he died, but I didn't kill him.

Can you hit me?
Cos then, I can tell all my friends,

'Yeah, Grace Jones gave me a slap.'
Go on then.

Oh, you want a ringside seat?

Not a punch. Give me a slap though.
- You want a ringside seat?

Yeah, go on.
- You don't... Not yet.

Do you want me to provoke you
and then...?

You could never provoke me
in the way he did because...

OK. I'll turn my back to you. I can beg.
I can beg like a dog.

It doesn't... It doesn't work like that,
you know what I mean?

MAN: Tell them what happened.

So, as a model, I was just also singing

so it was Lord Lichfield, photographer,
you, the model

then, ehh, singer not so important.

MAN: In a situation
where everybody talks shite.

But... but the song,
my song was a top ten.

I sang in the beginning,
then we sat down in the circle

and Russell turned his back.

There was no discussion. I didn't exist.

MAN: And jet-lag kicked in.
- No, not just jet-lag.

I got pissed off. I was like,
'This is not what we rehearsed, right?'

I don't know about lords and shit
at that point.

All I know, I'm supposed to do this,
do that, do that

rehearse this, and it's done.
So I just say

'We rehearsed this so how come
you're not discussing anything with me?'

Poke,poke,poke.
'Don't turn your back on me.'

Poke,poke,poke.

And he just kind of went, 'Well,
you just sit there.' He didn't push me.

WOMAN: What a jerk.
- He didn't push.

He just said, you can see it, he goes

'You just sit there
and behave yourself.'

And the audience was a live audience
so I'm thinking...

'Fucking hell.'
- MAN CHUCKLES

So I went... And then I went...

And the audience is laughing

and he's looking, going,
'What the fuck's going on?'

Why is the audience laughing, you know

while he's talking to...
to Lord Lichfield, right?

MAN:
Did they cut this from the TV?

- No, they didn't, it was live.
- MAN: Really?

IN ENGLISH ACCENT:
Totally fucking live!

Yeah. You had your gloves as well.
- 'Don't you turn your back on me!'

'One more time,' I said,
'I'm warning you. I'm warning you.'

I always give a warning, you know.
I don't strike without a warning, right?

Never. I swear to God.

Lovers. Husbands. Boyfriends.
I give a warning.

Mothers. Fathers.
- That's very accommodating of you.

No, I always give a warning.

Then my patience just goes lockdown.

Disrespect, disrespect.
Fuck you, now I've had it.

WOMAN: It's fair, it's fair.
- I gave fair... I gave fair warning!

If you see it, I said,
'I'm warning you.'

And then he totally, you know

made all the audience and everyone
believe that I was insane

that I was stoned.
- OK, at what point did the handbag...

Then I just... I lost it.

And I started fucking hitting him.

GRACE: Mmm, you should come with us.
We want to go to Kyoto or...

WOMAN: Kyoto?
- GRACE: Come with us.

WOMAN: When, when?

Me, I got to do DJ tomorrow, so...

Tomorrow? Day after tomorrow.

Day after tomorrow.

Yeah.
- Friday.

Come on, you're a DJ,
you don't need sleep.

Come on. You don't need sleep
day after tomorrow.

That's right, yeah.
Yeah, no sleep. No sleep.

GRACE: We come where you DJ tomorrow.
I'll keep you up.

I'm a gypsy. Please. I really...

When things get too complicated,
I like to break them down

back into simplicity
and what really counts.

And what really counts is when I die,
I wanna die happy.

SHE LAUGHS

DRIVER: Make sure you drink a bottle
of Cristal and smoke a big joint

just before you die then.
- GRACE: I'm not sure about the joint.

I might do acid or ecstasy,
holding somebody's hand.

SHE LAUGHS

Even if it's a hand of a ghost
that I love.

Timothy Leary can come
and hold my hand when I'm dying.

SHE CHUCKLES

DISTORTED RUMBLING

"WILLIAMS' BLOOD"
PLAYS QUIETLY

DISTORTED RUMBLING FADES

"WILLIAMS' BLOOD" INTRO
BECOMES CLEARER

"WILLIAMS' BLOOD" INTRO CONTINUES

GRACE:
# Be a Jones like your sister

# And your brother Noel

# Do your thing and be a Jones

# You're just like Luther and Dan

# God bless his soul... #

I need Barry.
I'm gonna rip that motherfucker up.

SHE GROWLS
Rock it out!

SHE GROWLS

Yeah, man, you gotta be dirty in there.

MUSIC SLOWLY FADES

MOTHER: Ten minutes to ten.
- You know we're leaving in ten minutes?

CHRIS: I'll be ready in five minutes.
I was about to shower.

MOTHER: Get ready in five.
- You just have to shower?

CHRIS: We're not leaving at 10:15?
- MOTHER: We're leaving at ten!

No, ten.
- CHRIS: Oh!

Everybody screaming at the same time,
I just forgot...

CHANTELLE: Aunt Grace,
I'm gonna take this downstairs

so I can get dressed, OK?

GRACE". Yeah.
- CHANTELLE: OK.

CHANTELLE: I was just making sure
cos it was your coffee.

GRACE: Oh, honey, don't worry,
there's more.

Which hat makes... brings out these
colours? This one or that one?

MOTHER: That one.

GRACE: Was gonna have this dress
but that's way too hot.

That church gonna be steaming.
- PHONE RINGS

The car?

DRIVER: 9-4-6-5-4-3-O?
- MOTHER: Yes, sir.

GRACE: Do they wear lipstick?
- MOTHER: Yes.

MOTHER:
Just be yourself, honey.

GRACE: Oh, don't tell me that.
- MOTHER: No. No, really.

MOTHER: Hello? Yes, good morning.
Is Bishop Jones, er, in the lobby?

Is there some way to get a message
to let them know we're on the way

that we're actually
a little late leaving?

MALE ANNOUNCER:
Let's put our hands together...

APPLAUSE

...as we welcome him, Bishop Noel Jones.
God bless you, Bishop.

NOEL: Certainly I'm honoured
and privileged

to come to
Faith Fellowship Emmanuel Apostolic

in Portmore, Saint Catherine.

GRACE GROANS

My church tension.

CHRIS: My church tension.

GRACE:
Jamaica church tension.

THEY LAUGH

MOTHER: No, man,
things are so much different.

Oh, Mother, just let me get it out now,
man. I mean, just let me talk now, man.

MOTHER:
But I want you to feel better.

I feel fine.

MOTHER: OK. Don't forget
the wind-down last night.

APPLAUSE

Brother Chris, amen.
- APPLAUSE

One of our guardian members
from, er, Los Angeles.

We've got, er, Sister Glenis, amen.
- APPLAUSE

And then, of course, there is my mother.

APPLAUSE

Come on, Mother. Come and give us
a bit of something, Mother.

# Why should I feel discouraged?
- APPLAUSE

# And why should the shadows come?

# Why should my heart be lonely

# And long for heaven and home?

# When Jesus is my portion

# My constant friend is here

# God's eye is on the sparrow

# And I know He watches me

# His eye is on the sparrow

# And I know He watches me

APPLAUSE

# And I sing

# Because I'm happy

# And I sing

# Because I'm free

# His eye

# Is on the sparrow

# And I know

# And I know

# And I know

# And I know

# He watches me! #

Hallelujah! Hallelujah!

In our house it went like this.

Whenever there was an argument,
it would go like this.

Chris, Grace, always on the same side.

THEY LAUGH

It doesn't matter how logical it was.
Chris and Grace always on the same side.

Max and I on the same side.

Pam was always neutral.

She was always neutral.
Never would get involved.

But now Grace was having a love affair
with Robert Ferguson.

THEY LAUGH

And Grace...

And Grace is eight years old.

THEY LAUGH

But both of them got stuck in a barrel.

CHRIS: Oh, Lord.

- In...
- MOTHER: Oh, my God.

In... in a barrel.
And they couldn't come out.

PAULO: Oh, no.
- Yes!

We had a trial for two weeks.

CHRIS: Oh, dear.
- It was a Michael Jackson trial.

CHRIS: Scandal.

It was a scandal.
- CHRIS: Yeah.

Mas P called us to trial. All of us.

Nine, eight and seven.

Whatever they were doing in the barrel,
it couldn't be much.

THEY LAUGH

We were all little kids.
- CHRIS: Yeah.

And they call and had a counsel.

CHRIS: A meeting.
- The counsel convened.

And they asked questions for two weeks.

Before the beatings came.

CHRIS: Oh, dear.

Oh, the beatings.

Did your mother ever spank you?

PAULO: Mom?
No, she just hit me really hard.

Not ever.

And the reason she didn't spank you
is because she got all your spankings.

CHRIS LAUGHS
All at once.

I'm telling ya. Mas P used to say...
It was child abuse!

Oh, my God.
- 'You fly high, you fly low.'

'You can sing the song
of Moses and the Lamb. '

And Maxi was radical.

CHRIS: Ooh, he sure was.

Max would run to somebody's house
next door and Max would say

'If you touch me,
I'll break every glass.'

CHRIS: Look at that one up here,
he's beautiful. The little baby.

MS MYRTLE CHUCKLES
- CHRIS: I want to get one.

CHRIS: Give me a grain.
I'll get her over here.

Come on, there we go.

CHICKENS CLUCK

CHRIS: Do you remember
when I used to run over here?

MS MYRTLE LAUGHS

BOTH LAUGH

Did you ever think
that Grace would be a movie star?

Sure, baby.

You knew she would be?
- Yes.

How did you know that?
- Because...

No, this is Chris.

MAN: Chris.
- Ya, Patrick.

MAN: Oh.
- How are you?

CHRIS: You remember
when we used to live over there?

MAN: Yes, man.

CHRIS: When we were small.

CHRIS: Ooh, you can feel those
mosquitoes, Ms Myrtle.

MS MYRTLE: Uh-huh.

At least you had a good time.
- Sure.

CHRIS: What scared you about him,
Mas P? He had a temper.

He don't talk too much.
- He didn't talk a lot.

What else you found out about him?

Because I remember him as being
very like... like an army general.

Yes.

'You go over there right now!
You heard me!'

And he would look at us with his eyes.

Yes.

Very like, like he could kill us.
- SHE LAUGHS

I remember that now, Ms Myrtle.

See, you're bringing
everything back to my mind.

CHRIS: Because, see,
you know Mas P better than I do

because I was a child
looking up at this monster.

COINS JANGLE

CHRIS: Hi, Grace.

GRACE: Darling, when I'm there,
I'm your neighbour.

GRACE: Hi, darling.

I love your palace. Oh, I love it.

Ah!

Yah, man, me remember you
walking down the street.

You had a special walk, you know.
- CHRIS LAUGHS

You know that? You had a walk.
Let me see if me can do Ms Myrtle now.

I have to do it in slow motion
kind of ting.

But your arm, dem you used to fling like
when you walk down the street.

D'you remember?
- Yes.

And your kinda slippers make some...

You make sure everybody know
you're coming.

CHRIS LAUGHS
- I remember, you know.

CHRIS: Yes.
- I remember!

CHRIS: Yes, it's amazing.

Yeah, because you had this walk
where your arms... You'd be so free.

GRACE: I kinda blocked that out...
- Yes.

...that you were actually there,
you know, in the house.

I remember you being next door

and Chris coming over to see you
and everything, you know?

D'you remember Mas P did have a whole
heap of straps with different names?

You remember that?

Hmm. Him find a cane,
when you do it like, when you bend it.

Yes.
- It don't break.

No.

CHRIS: Unbelievable.

Yeah, man. Me know,
me know outside of that, ya know.

Mmm-mmm.

I remember the straps, the leather ones

different sizes, hanging on the wall,
on a nail, with names on them.

Bill. And depending on how bad you were

how bad they thought you were being

was depending on the thinness
and thickness, and all this.

All the straps had names.
- CHRIS: She felt he didn't...

GRACE: Oh, my God.

CHRIS: She felt he didn't like us at all.
That's what she felt.

I asked her that question earlier.

GRACE: He never gave any love.
- CHRIS: No.

MS MYRTLE: No, no.
- GRACE: Never. Never love.

The love was, 'I'm going to beat you
because I love you.'

It was always about,
'It's because I love you

I'm going to, you know, discipline you.'

And I remember I used to paint...
- Paint your fingers.

You remember that?
- MS MYRTLE LAUGHS

CHRIS: But that was a big thing
in those days.

I would paint it and before Mas P
come home, me take it off.

Yes, take it off.
- You remember that?

Some pink nail polish, that hot pink,
like, Sixties nail polish.

MS MYRTLE LAUGHS

And I used to say... I remember
cos I used to play jacks a lot

on the, um, on the veranda.
- On the veranda.

You're joking!
- Sure!

Oh, come on. Bring dem come.
Wow.

I was a wicked jacks player, see.
Me hand would bend like this.

CHRIS: To pick up the jacks?
- GRACE: To catch them the first...

Oh, my Lord! Oh, my God!

Ah, Ms Myrtle, you're joking me.

One and...

GRACE CHUCKLES

And then you have to spread them out.
And then you have to do two.

Oh.

GRACE: There. There it is.
- MS MYRTLE: Yeah.

GRACE: Oh, this is great.

GRACE CHUCKLES
Unbelievable. Feel like six years old.

Well, a little more than that.

MUSIC: "Love is the Drug"
by Grace Jones

# T'ain't no big thing

# To wait for the bell to ring

# T'ain't no big thing

# The toll of the bell

# Aggravated, spare for days

# I stroll downtown
in the red light place

# Jump up, bubble up, what's in store

# Love is the drug
and I need to score

# Showing up, showing out,
hit and run

# The boy meets girl
and the beat goes on

# Stitched up tight, can't stay free

# Love is the drug, got a hook on me

# Oh-oh, catch that buzz

# Love is the drug that I'm thinking of

# Oh-oh, can't you see?

# Love is the drug for me

CHEERS

# T'ain't no big thing

# To wait for the bell to ring

# T'ain't no big thing

# The toll of the bell

# Late at night I park my car

# I stake my place in the singles bar

# Face to face, toe to toe

# Heart to heart as we hit the floor

# I limber up, I limbo down

# Locked embrace, stumble round

# I say go, he say yes

# Dim the lights,
you can guess the rest

# Oh-oh, catch that buzz

# Love is the drug
that I'm thinking of

# Oh-oh, can't you see?

# Love is the drug for me

CHEERS

# T'ain't no big thing

# To wait for the bell to ring

# T'ain't no big thing

# The toll of the bell

# Aggravated, spare for days

# I stroll downtown
in the red light place

# Jump up, bubble up, what's in store

# Love is the drug and I need to score

# Showing up

# Hit and run

# Boy meets girl and the beat goes on

# Stitched up tight, can't stay free

# Love is the drug, got a hook on me

# Oh-oh, catch that buzz

# Love is the drug
that I'm thinking of

# Oh-oh, can't you see?

# Love is the drug for me, baby

# Oh-oh, catch that buzz

# Love is the drug
that I'm thinking of

# Oh-oh, can't you see?

# Love is the drug for me

CHEERS

# Oh-oh, catch that buzz

# Love is the drug
that I'm thinking of

# Oh-oh, can't you see?

# Love is the drug for me

Say it.

# Oh-oh

# Oh-oh...

Come on.

AUDIENCE:
# Oh-oh

GRACE: I can't hear you.

AUDIENCE: # Oh-oh... #

GRACE: It's a crazy perspective.
I will never get that right.

I have to do it on along,
a longer piece of paper. It's so wide.

Love the light.

MUSIC PLAYS IN BACKGROUND

It's too wide to get it.

Mmmm.

Superb.

I love a champagne breakfast, darling.
Sorry.

Because it makes you
go back to sleep afterwards

for, like, two or three hours.

The performer out there takes a risk.

And I always say to everyone

'If the lights should go out

if the roof, the electricity,
the sound fails

I can still perform

and hold the audience in the dark

without any, without any trimmings.'

Oh, yeah.

I always know something can happen.

And what do I do to keep the people
from leaving the audience?

Like in All About Eve when she goes,
'And I'm delighted to keep the people

from leaving
and walking out of the theatre!'

D'you know what I mean?
Cos then you have to improvise.

If I forget the words, I'll make 'em up.

No, it's... it's a lonely place,
but it's a fascinating lonely place.

In the dark,
in the, in the, in the corner

no light, and just... your voice.
I mean...

JEAN-PAUL GOUDE:
Remember this, the dance you did?

GRACE: Oh, yeah.

LOUD MUSIC PLAYS

Yes, it is.

GRACE: It's men time.
Instead of penetrating

I think they all need to be penetrated
once in their life. Just once.

JEAN-PAUL: A woman?
- GRACE: Man.

JEAN-PAUL: Men?

Why?

GRACE: Because then they'll
understand what it's like

to receive instead of to... to...

...to give. Voilé.

JEAN-PAUL:
But is it the nature of man to receive?

GRACE: I think so.

JEAN-PAUL:
Or is it the nature of man to give?

GRACE: Of course. It's the nature
of man to give and receive.

JEAN-PAUL: Uh-huh.

GRACE: Man, woman,
meaning one man-woman.

JEAN-PAUL: That's interesting.

JEAN-PAUL:
That's very good. It's more masculine.

JEAN-PAUL: Do you know that you've
gotten me very angry many, many times?

GRACE: Of course. And I've done it
on purpose to get you angry.

GRACE: I have knowing...
- JEAN-PAUL: Did I deserve that?

GRACE: ...putting everything.

It's almost like
I put everything on the line.

Like you go to Las Vegas

and you know this is your last money,
and I go...

Wow!!!

Do you know what I have
to do to hit that note?

GRACE: I'm sure you'll all know
that I lived a lot in Paris.

The father of my son
is Jean-Paul Goude from Paris.

Oh, we did a lot together.

We did lots of pictures, you know,
all those crazy ones that you all collect

you know, the record covers,
etc, etc.

I'm a tragedian!

THEY SING

You should do it on stage.

JEAN-PAUL:
# La vie en noir... #

Yes, no, because it's true, huh?

And I feel like that
when I'm singing it.

JEAN-PAUL:
How about Master Patrick?

GRACE: Mas P?
- JEAN-PAUL: Mas P.

GRACE: God, he's born the same day
as you, you know. Did you know that?

JEAN-PAUL: The 8th of December?
- GRACE: Yeah.

JEAN-PAUL:
Well, I'm not a woman beater.

GRACE: No, you're not...
SHE LAUGHS

No, you don't have to.

JEAN-PAUL:
No. What do you mean?

GRACE: No, my, my knees always go weak
without even beating.

It's like a cloth belt.

Love does that.

I mean, deep, deep love, for me,
does that, you know.

L... I always still say you're the only
man made me buckle at my knees.

Me? Buckle at your knees?
Doing what?

GRACE: Just doing nothing,
coming up to see you...

SHE CHUCKLES
Mamma mia.

But that has nothing to do with fear.

GRACE: When I used to
climb those stairs at, um...

Union Square?

Yeah. The knees would get weaker
as I went up.

That's a very strange sensation.

JEAN-PAUL:
But that had nothing to do with fear.

Mm, mm, mm.
Well, I don't know.

I... I haven't really...
I don't think it had to do with fear.

It just had to do with the force
and... and... and the, um

the intensity of... of the feeling.

Your breath gets a little like
hyperventilating a bit.

I stop halfway up and think I'm
gonna have to get my composure.

I don't wanna be seen like that.

When I open the door and I come in
I have to kind of, er, be...

Mask it. Cover it. Yeah.

JEAN-PAUL: Masking your emotions.
- Yeah, abso... Yeah.

JEAN-PAUL: Do you see yourself being
alone when you're very old?

This is possible.
- Do you see yourself that way?

But I don't see myself...

I can see myself being, um, alone
but not lonely.

JEAN-PAUL:
I see. That you wouldn't want to?

Never. No.
- You wouldn't wanna be lonely?

No.
- Are you ever lonely?

No, because I find things to occupy
myself with when I'm alone and...

Like I say, I really get a big kick of
staying up and watching the sun come up

as the light is beautiful.

As long as I think I can travel,
if I'm stuck in a bed...

Mmm-hm.

GRACE: I want a view. I wanna see
light changes, snow, seasons.

And I watched my dad die.
- Mm-hm.

I watched him die and helped him die.

And it was just the most...
Actually, I wrote a song called

"You Died a Beautiful Death, Dad."

And when I die,
I say I wanna die like you died.

He... Something...
His expression in his eyes

was so amazing that
he didn't wanna close them

and I didn't want to close them.
- PHONE RINGS

It was just, you know...

And all these things, they just happened
to arrive because he wasn't sick

it was some hospital mistake.
It changed my life, actually.

Changed my life. Because I was like,
'No, you can't close his eyes.'

He still looks like living...
I mean, it was just amazing.

And he has these eyes from the
Maroon tribe, I think it is, in Jamaica.

Their eyes are dark
but circled with the blue.

Hm-hm, I've seen that.
- Like from another planet.

Wow, it was like watching a birth,
watching a death, it was this...

this transient place
where he was just so...

JEAN-PAUL: How did your mom react?
- ...peaceful.

INDISTINCT CONVERSATION IN FRENCH

MOTHER SPEAKS FRENCH

Look, the eyes are opening.

MOTHER SPEAKS FRENCH

GRACE: Not yet.

CHATTER IN FRENCH CONTINUES

GRACE: Hmm.

Colour's amazing too, the eyes.

I thought it was black,
and Jean-Paul told me it's blue.

PAULO:
They're grey, they're blue-grey.

MOTHER: It's dark blue.

Ah! Hello!

One half eye open.

Daddy's here.
Yeah, you can smell Daddy.

You can smell Daddy.
- You can smell Daddy.

GRACE SINGS:
# Amazing

# Amazing

# Lord save a soul

# Is there still room for me?

# Amazing

# Oh, Daddy, where are you?

# Yeah, looking down that big eye
in the sky... #

OK.

GRACE: We'll see you in a little bit,
Sister Dorothy

hour and a half or so.

You know I'm gonna stop for
a midnight swim, no matter what time.

I'm gonna stop at Hellshire
and have a dip before...

FATHER:
Stop at Hellshire where?

MOTHER: You missed the turn!
You missed the turn.

FATHER: We going up to Sligoville.
He never been to Sligoville?

GRACE:
Have you ever been up to Sligo?

INDISTINCT CHATTER

GRACE: You know your way here?
- DRIVER: Yes.

FATHER: He know the way.
I've been this way before.

GRACE:
Daddy's in a Scorpio mood.

LAUGHTER

FATHER: What are you all laughing
at me for? Listen, look at me.

Look at me. Maybe if somebody
cleared out, we can see something.

But if it's too...

Any way I can leave them
some money now to do the clearing?

FATHER: To who?
- GRACE: We'll see who's up there.

MOTHER: We need to stop at Miss Ramsey
and see if she's alive or the daughter.

She could hardly make it up the hill
with us the last time we came.

FATHER: You see right up there? That's
where we're going, right up the top.

GRACE: Hello? Hello?

WOMAN: Hello?

GRACE:
We're looking for Miss Ramsey.

She could be dead, you know.

MAN:
Miss Ramsey, yeah. Who's this?

GRACE:
We're Pat Jones's family.

OK. OK, Mr Jones. Who's Mr Jones, him?

GRACE: No, me's the daughter.
Me's the grand-daughter.

OK.
- GRACE: She recognise, you know?

She come and go.
- Still?

She must have
a little bit of Alzheimer's.

Yeah, yeah.

And my aunt has the same. My grand-aunt
has the same. And she come and go.

Yeah.

So, listen, OK, we're gonna go up
before it get dark.

MAN: OK.

Right here. Right here.

FATHER: I am paying the taxes
on this land for the past 25 years.

CHRIS: Or more.

FATHER: And my daughter
is gonna do something with it.

And a piece on the other side,
we've got the view also

to put a house on the other side.

So the hurricane blew the house down
here in 1957.

MUSIC: "Hurricane" by Grace Jones

GRACE: I wanna know where
the sun is setting. It's not that side.

It's over here.
I'm going to go up a little...

Paulo.
- PAULO: Yes?

I wanna see where the sun is setting.

# See me here I come

# Can't see where I run

# No matter how far

# Still here you are

# I am woman

# I am sun

# I can give birth to she

# I can give birth to son

# And I can be cool

# Soft as a breeze

# And I'll be a hurricane

# Ripping up trees

# See me here I come

# Can't see where I run

# No matter how far

# Still here you are

# You keep taking

# You keep on taking

# My head should be aching

# My head should be aching

# I'm born from the storm

# I'll darken your sky

# Flowers will bloom

# When I walk by

# And I can be cool

# Soft as a breeze

# And I'll be a hurricane

# Ripping up trees

# Ripping up

# Lifting up

#Oh

# Tearing down trees

# Ripping up

# Lifting up

# Tearing down trees

# Once a man

# Twice a boy

# Once a boy

# Twice a man

# And you keep taking

# You keep taking

# You keep taking

# You keep on taking

# My head should be aching

# You keep on taking

# My head should be aching

# I can steal

# I can lie

# I'll take care of you

# Until the day you die

# And I can be cool

# Soft like a breeze

# I'm a hurricane #