Hair (1979) - full transcript

This movie, based on the cult Broadway musical of the 60s, tells a story about Claude, a young man from Oklahoma who comes to New York City. There he strikes up a friendship with a group of hippies, led by Berger, and falls in love with Sheila, a girl from a rich family. However, their happiness is short because Claude must go to the Vietnam war.

- You got all your stuff?
- Oh, yeah.

When you get there,
be sure and give us a call.

- We want to know where you are.
- All right.

- How are you fixed for money?
- Oh, I'm OK.

You better take...

Take this 50 in case you run
into a mite of trouble.

You never know what's gonna happen
between here and there.

Thank you.

Well, boy...

Don't worry too much.

It's just the smart people
that have to worry.



The Lord will take care
of the ignorant ones.

Huh? You paying attention?

Right.

I love you.

See you.

Any person who alters,

forges, knowingly destroys,

knowingly mutilates,

or in any manner
changes this certificate,

may be fined not to exceed $10,000,

or imprisoned
for not more than five years...

...or both.

When the moon

Is in the seventh house



And Jupiter

Aligns with Mars

Then peace

Will guide the planets

And love

Will steer the stars

This is the dawning
of the Age of Aquarius

Age of Aquarius

Aquarius

Aquarius

Harmony and understanding

Sympathy and trust abounding

No more falsehoods or derisions

Golden livin'
dreams of visions

Mystic crystal revelation

And the mind's true liberation

Aquarius

Aquarius

When the moon

Is in the seventh house

And Jupiter

Aligns with Mars

Then peace

Will guide the planets

And love

Will steer the stars

This is the dawning
of the Age of Aquarius

Age of Aquarius

Aquarius

Harmony and understanding

Sympathy and trust abounding

No more falsehoods or derisions

Golden livin'
dreams of visions

Mystic crystal revelation

And the mind's true liberation

Aquarius

Aquarius

Aquarius

Aquarius

Aquarius

Yeah!

Excuse me, ma'am.
Could you spare some change?

That's a great hat you've got.

Can you spare
a couple nickels or dimes?

- Beautiful horse.
- Ma'am, could you spare some change?

I've never ridden a horse.
Is it difficult?

Well, would it be possible if
I could ride it, just a little ways?

Just once, for a minute?

Hey, lady, could I ride...

Come on. Please?

Woof, forget it.
I'll get you one for Christmas.

Spare some change?

Spare some change?

Change. You know,
like nickels, dimes, quarters?

- You want me to give you some money?
- Right.

- Why?
- Why?

No reason, except she's pregnant
and we haven't eaten for two days.

I don't believe you.

- Where you from?
- Oklahoma.

Listen, man, I know how it feels.
I used to come from Kansas myself.

Hey!

Bring him. Bring him!

Watch out for that hill.

- Watch it here.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hold on, hang on.

Whoo!

Sodomy

Fellatio

Cunnilingus

Pederasty

Father, why do these words sound

So nasty?

Masturbation

Can be fun

Join the holy orgy

Kama Sutra

Everyone

- Get the horse!
- Stop the horse!

Hey, stop that horse!

- Whoo!
- Woo-hoo!

Go, go! Go get them! Go! Go get them!
Come on, go! Get them!

Once upon a looking-for-Donna time

There was a 16-year-old virgin

Oh, Donna
Oh, oh, Donna

Oh, oh, oh
Looking for my Donna

I just got back
from looking for Donna

San Francisco
psychedelic urchin

Oh, Donna
Oh, oh, Donna

Oh, oh, oh
Looking for my Donna

Have you seen

- My 16-year-old tattooed woman?
- Oh, Donna

- Heard a story
- Oh, Donna

She got busted for her beauty,
oh, oh, oh

I just got back
from looking for Donna

San Francisco's
psychedelic urchin

Oh, Donna
Oh, oh, Donna

Oh, oh, oh
Looking for my Donna

And I'm gonna show her
life on Earth can be sweet

Gonna lay my mutated head
at her feet

I'm gonna love
to make love to her

Till the sky turns brown

I'm evolving, I'm evolving

Through the drugs

That you put down

Once upon a looking-for-Donna time

There was a 16-year-old virgin

Oh, Donna
Oh, oh, Donna

Oh, oh, oh
Looking for my Donna

Looking for my Donna

Looking for my Donna

Donna

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Hey, man, you're a real cowboy.

No, no, don't get off. We still got
15 minutes left. Take off.

- No, I got some things I gotta do.
- Yeah? Like what?

I want to see
the Empire State Building.

I can do that today. Tomorrow, I wanna
go on that boat ride around Manhattan

- where you see the Statue of Liberty.
- Sounds real good.

If you have any ideas
about things to do while I'm here...

I don't have too much time.

I'm going in the army
in a couple days.

I think we can help you.

Hashish

Cocaine

Marijuana

Opium

LSD

DMT

- STP
- BMT

- A&P
- IRT

SPC

- Alcohol, cigarettes
- Claude.

Here, man.

Hey, Claude.

Claude, hey, speak to me. Claude!

Hey.

- Equinol, Dexamil, Compazine
- Dexedrine

- S-E-X Y-O-U
- Is she really pregnant?

Wow

Really pregnant? Yeah, I am.

That's what she says.

"That's what she says."
That's what she knows.

- I am.
- Jeannie, you don't know anything.

- I know who the father is.
- Yeah?

You know that, you know a lot.

If the baby comes out white
and squishy, crying his ass off,

then we know Woof
is definitely the daddy.

But if he comes out all beautiful
and chocolate brown,

that's mine.

- "White and squishy"?
- Yeah, man. White and squishy.

Listen, he come out and see
your crazy black ass standing there,

he's gonna be spitting
watermelon seeds in your face.

You always open up your mouth
before you even think.

Look, when this baby
comes out and sees me,

he's gonna be so happy
and so proud.

Do you know what he's gonna say?

I'm

A colored spade, a nigra

A black nigger

A jungle bunny, jigaboo

Coon, pickaninny, mau-mau

Uncle Tom, Aunt Jemima

Little black Sambo

Cotton-pickin' swamp guinea

Junk man, shoe shine boy

Elevator operator

Table cleaner
at Horn and Hardart

Slave, voodoo zombie

Ubangi-lipped, flat nose

Tap dancer, resident of Harlem

And President
of the United States of Love

President of the United States of Love

Bad shit

If you invite this man to dinner

You're gonna have to feed him

Watermelon, hominy grits
and shortening bread

Alligator ribs and pig tails

With some black-eyed peas

Lord, chitlins

Some watermelon, hominy grits
and shortening bread

Alligator ribs, pig tails

Black-eyed peas

Collard greens

And if you don't watch out
the boogie man will get you

Boo

Yeah, I'm talkin' about y'all

- Ooh
- Oh, yeah

So you say
Ha-ha! Whoo!

Say something to boogie man.

Go on.
Say something to the boogie man.

Boogie man.

It's his first day in America.

He just got off the boat.

Did you have a nice trip?

Manchester, England
England

Across the Atlantic sea

And he's a genius
Genius

He believes in God

And he believes that God
believes in Claude

That's him

That's him

Claude Hooper Bukowski

Finds that it's groovy
to hide in a movie

Pretends he's Fellini
and Antonioni

And also his countryman
Roman Polanski

All rolled into one

Claude Hooper Bukowski

Manchester, England
England

Across the Atlantic sea

And he's a genius
Genius

- He believes in God
- I believe in God

- And I believe that God
- Yeah!

Believes in Claude
That's me

That's me

Claude Hooper Bukowski

Finds that it's groovy
to hide in a movie

Pretends he's Fellini
and Antonioni

And also his countryman
Roman Polanski

All rolled into one

Claude Hooper Bukowski

Manchester, England
England

Across the Atlantic sea

And I'm a genius
Genius

I believe in God

And I believe that God
believes in Claude

- That's me
- That's him

- That's me
- That's him

- That's me
- That's him

That's me

I'm black
I'm black

I'm pink
I'm pink

I'm Rinso white

I'm invisible

Ain't got no home
Ain't got no shoes

Ain't got no money
Ain't got no class

Ain't got no scarf
Ain't got no gloves

Ain't got no bed
Ain't got no pot

- Ain't got no faith
- Look here, man.

Ain't got no mother
Ain't got no culture

Ain't got no friends
Ain't got no schoolin'

Ain't got no shine
Ain't got no underwear

Ain't got no soap
Ain't got no A-train, Ain't got no mind

Ain't got no smokes
Ain't got no job, Ain't got no work

Ain't got no coins
Ain't got no pennies

Ain't got no girl
Ain't got no ticket

Ain't got no token
Ain't got no God

Yeah!

Ain't got no grass
Ain't got no acid

Ain't got no clothes
Ain't got no pad

Ain't got no apples
Ain't got no knives

Ain't got no guns
Ain't got no garbage

- Ain't got no draft card
- Burn it

Ain't got no Earth, Ain't got no fun
Ain't got no bike, Ain't got no pimples

Ain't got no trees
Ain't got no air, Ain't got no water

City, banjo, toothpicks, shoelaces
teachers, football, telephone

Records, doctor
brother, sister, uniforms

Machine guns, airplanes, germs, M-1s
Bang, bang, bang

M-2, bang, bang, bang

Ain't got no home
Ain't got no shoes

Ain't got no money
Ain't got no class

Ain't got no scarf
Ain't got no gloves

Ain't got no bed
Ain't got no pot

Ain't got no faith

Ain't got no God

Hey!

Where you going?

I got a lot of things to do today.

Thank you.

Hey!

Claude!

What?

Come here!
I want to show you something.

What is it?

Just come here, please.

- What?
- Look at that.

What?

- That's the chick on the horse.
- Oh, that's not her.

What do you mean?
Look at it.

Short Hills.

It's real close.

- That's today?
- That's right.

You want to go?

Why?

Why? Don't you want to meet her?

Don't you have
to be invited to those?

Would you like to come
to a party with me?

Come on, will you guys spread out?
Mingle.

Sit, my dear.

Steve? Steve?

- Great party, huh?
- Yeah.

Steve...

There's an odd-looking
character over there.

And here to the right,
that chap over there.

That colored gentleman over there
with the girl.

See those two girls there?

- Do you know them?
- No.

Why don't you just unobtrusively...

...see if you can find out
who they are, how they got here,

who invited them,
and come back and let me know, will ya?

- Sure thing.
- OK.

Hi, I'm Steve Wright.

- What's your name?
- Hud.

Hud.

Are you supposed to be here?

- I mean, who brought you guys?
- Mr. Berger.

Well, enjoy the party.

They're with Mr. Berger.

- Mr. Berger?
- Yeah.

Who's Mr. Berger?

I don't know.

Don't even suck on it
if you don't want to burn your lips.

- Now?
- Now start puffing on it.

Now, now, now.

There. See?

- Sheila?
- Just a minute.

Just a minute!

What's taking so long, love?

- We're smoking grass.
- I'm getting dressed.

Sweetheart, come on. You have a lot
of people waiting to see you.

Will you relax, Daddy?

Well, hurry up.

- What's going on here?
- They're getting dressed.

Open the door this minute!

- I'm taking care of it.
- I can see you are.

Sheila?

Yes?

There's no excuse
for this performance.

Hello.

Ted, Ted...

Excuse me. Mr. Berger?

- You can call me George.
- I think that it's a private party.

I think you and your friends
better leave, please.

- You do?
- Yes, I think that's the thing to do.

OK.

Mr. Berger...

Excuse me, everybody.

- Everybody, please quiet down.
- Mr. Berger...

I think that you and your...

I just wanted to say a few words,
then we'll go.

- I don't care what you have to say.
- I know. Everybody, listen.

- We weren't invited to this party...
- Mr. Berger.

Just a second.
I just want to talk for a second, OK?

- I don't care about that.
- I know you don't care.

- I think you better leave.
- Please, just give me two minutes.

Just wanna talk to
the people for a second.

- All right?
- No.

- Please.
- No, I think you better go.

Please.

I'm losing my patience.
This is a private party.

You were not invited.
You'd better leave.

- You don't understand.
- I have nothing to understand.

You got something to understand.

You don't understand what this man
will be doing for you.

- I don't want to hear about it.
- You should hear about it!

- You know what he's gonna do for you?
- I don't care!

You should care because
he's gonna be fighting for you.

He's going to Vietnam to fight for you,
to save your life!

- I don't care what he's gonna do.
- To save your life!

Or what you're gonna do.

- I want you out!
- You should care!

If you want me out of here,
you'll have to throw me out.

That's exactly what I'm gonna do.

I'm gonna get the police. I'm not gonna
muss myself up fussing with you.

- I'll get the police if I have to.
- OK.

- That's exactly what I'm gonna do.
- OK.

Penguin.

Now, my friend, Claude, here,
is in love.

He saw this chick on a horse...

- Excuse me.
- Jesus.

Now, let's deal
with this as gentlemen.

- OK. OK. Good.
- Quietly. As gentlemen.

- Now may I give you a word of advice?
- Yeah.

Get your ass out of here, now.

Is that it?

- That's it, yes.
- Thank you.

Now, listen.

Claude here is in love.

The girl he's in love with
is sitting in this room.

He just wants to sit here
and look at her for five minutes.

He just wants to look at her
and have this picture in his head

when he's off there fighting
in the jungles.

Is that so much to ask?
Hey! This is for you, man.

Wait a minute.
This is what you want.

Sheila, is that OK if Claude
just sits here and looks at you

for a few minutes before we go?

You've got a hell of a nerve,
young man.

I got life, mother

I got laughs, sister

I got freedom, brother

And I got good times, man

I got crazy ways, daughter

I got million-dollar charm, cousin

I got headaches and toothaches

And bad times too

Like you

I got my hair, I got my head
I got my brains, I got my ears

I got my eyes
I got my nose

I got my mouth
I got my teeth

I got my tongue, I got my chin
I got my neck, I got my tits

I got my heart, I got my soul
I got my back

I got my ass

I got my arms, I got my hands
I got my fingers, Got my legs

I got my feet, I got my toes
I got my liver, Got my blood

I got life, mother

I got laughs, sister

I got freedom, brother

I got good times, man

I got crazy ways, daughter

I got million-dollar charm, cousin

I got headaches and toothaches

- Watch out!
- And bad times too

- Like you
- Oh, my God!

Got my hair, Got my head
Got my brains, Got my ears

Got my eyes
Got my nose

My mouth
I got my teeth

I got my tongue, Got my chin
Got my neck, Got my tits

Got my heart, Got my soul
My back

I got my ass

I got my arms, I got my hands
I got my fingers, Got my legs

I got my feet, I got my toes
I got my liver, Got my blood

Got my guts
Got my muscles

I got life, life, life

Life, life, life

Life

Claude Bukowski,

George Berger,
Lafayette Johnson,

Jeannie Ryan, Woof Daschund.

The court is about to pronounce
sentence upon each of you.

The sentence of the court:

You be confined to the workhouse
for 30 days

or pay a fine of $50.

Your Honor,
I don't think you understand.

We haven't got any bread.

I'm awfully sorry.
There isn't anything I can do.

- Your Honor?
- Yes, sir?

What if one of us has the money?

- Which one?
- I do.

You may proceed to pay your fine.

Proceed to the clerk's office.

- Excuse me, Your Honor.
- What's your name?

- Bukowski.
- Wait a second. Put down George Berger.

- No!
- Berger...

- Bukowski.
- Just one second. Claude, listen.

Let me get out of here.
I'll go and get the money.

- Then I'll get everybody out.
- This is my money.

I'm sorry, but my dad gave me
this money in case of trouble.

- This is trouble.
- Don't be stupid, man.

This is your last chance
to get us out of here.

Just stop it. This is mine.
I'm getting out of here.

- Don't you trust me?
- Of course not.

Look, man, don't be stupid.

How will you get the bread?
You don't know anybody on the streets.

How you gonna get the bread?

He's not, man. He's just gonna leave us
in here to rot, that's all.

- No, I can make some calls.
- Yeah, call my mama.

You better know what you're doing.

You sure better, George.

What's that?

Uh, excuse me.
You're in our way.

What?

You're blocking our way.
Would you move, please?

Sure.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Remember me?

Yeah.

Come on in.

We have to get to school.

Great.
Just get in, will you?

What do you want?

What are you doing?
Where are you going?

Jesus H. Christ!
What do you think you're doing?

You can't drive this car! We're only
covered for Dad and me, OK? Sheila...

Listen, man, I got a little problem.
I need some bread right away.

It's $250.
I need it now.

- This is all about money?
- Yeah. You got any?

No.

Look, we really don't have any time now.

We've got to be at school.
So will you just stop the car? OK?

Just let me drive.

Sheila!

- What do you want me to do?
- Tell him to stop.

Stop.

Listen, my friends are still in jail.
So what I figured was

you could ask your old man
for the bread to get them out.

- Ask my father for the money?
- Yeah.

Right.

He got us into this.
At least he could get us out of it.

- He got you into this?
- Yeah.

He told you to dance on the table
and break all the dishes?

He didn't tell me to dance on the table.

There's a left here
at the bottom of the hill.

- I think you're really crazy.
- What are you talking about?

The man got the kids in jail.
We want the money to get them out.

- Coming up is a left.
- It's impossible.

- Why is it impossible?
- He won't even give me a credit card.

- With that house you live in?
- It's coming up here!

- Two hundred and fifty dollars.
- Right here!

Turn left! Right here!

Jesus! You missed it!

What did I miss, Steve?

The school. It's back there.

- Oh, I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
- Mmm.

OK. Look, we'll help you, OK?
We'll try to get you some money. OK?

So you can stop the car now,
and I'll drive. OK?

- When?
- I don't know. Right after school.

OK, how's that? About 4:00, OK?
We'll have it for you at 4:00.

See, that's my other problem, man.

- What?
- You're full of shit.

You won't ask your old man for
the bread, and Junior is full of shit.

What am I doing here?

No, no, no, no...

- And men?
- Men? What do you mean?

Do you have any sexual attraction
towards men?

- Am I a homosexual or something?
- Yeah.

Well, I wouldn't kick Mick Jagger
out of my bed,

but I'm not a homosexual. No.

Can you tell me why you're so uptight
about having your hair cut?

She asked me why

I'm just a hairy guy

I'm hairy, noon and night

Hair that's a fright

I'm hairy, high and low

Don't ask me why

Don't know

It's not for lack of bread

Like the Grateful Dead

Darling

Give me a head with hair
Long, beautiful hair

Shining, gleaming
steamin', flaxen, waxen

Give me it down to there
Hair

Shoulder-length or longer

Here, baby, There, Mama
Everywhere, Daddy, Daddy

Hair

Flow it, Show it

Long as God can grow it
My hair

Let it fly in the breeze

And get caught in the trees

Give a home to the fleas
in my hair

A home for fleas

A hive for the buzzin' bees

A nest for birds
There ain't no words

For the beauty, the splendor
the wonder of my hair

Flow it, Show it

Long as God can grow it
My hair

I want it long, straight, curly, fuzzy

Snaggy, shaggy, ratty, matty
oily, greasy, fleecy

Shining, gleaming, steaming

Flaxen, waxen
knotted, polka-dotted

Twisted, beaded, braided

- Powdered, flowered
- And confettied

- Bangled
- Tangled, spangled

And spaghettied

Oh, say can you see my eyes?

- If you can
- Then my hair's too short

- Down to here
- Down to there

- Down to there
- Down to where it stops by itself

Do-do-do-do-do
Do-do-do-do-do

They'll be ga-ga at the go-go
When they see me in my toga

My toga made of blond
brilliantined, biblical hair

My hair like Jesus wore it

Hallelujah, I adore it

Hallelujah, Mary loved her son

Why don't my mother love me?

Hair

Flow it, Show it

Long as God can grow it
My hair

Flow it, Show it

Long as God can grow it
My hair

You know, Danny's mother said
Danny said to say hello.

He's in second year
of dental school

and the girl he's dating
is beautiful, nice.

It's got a lot of mayonnaise,
the way you like, both sides.

- Eat it.
- Thanks, Mom.

- It's good. Eat it.
- I will.

Give me your pants.
I'll wash them.

- Why?
- They're dirty.

No, they're fine.
They're not dirty.

Yeah, they are. It'll take a minute.

The pants are fine, Ma.

What do you say, Pop?

What do you say, what?

Nothing, Ma. Nothing.

Pop?

- If you need money, get a job.
- Money? You talking about money?

- What do you need money for?
- Nothing, I just need it.

- Who is she?
- Who is who?

- The girl?
- What girl?

- Who is the girl?
- There's no girl.

You can tell us everything.
We understand everything.

What are you talking about?
I need some money.

If you need the money,
tell us the truth.

What are you talking about?

Goddamn it. Every time
you come home, there's trouble.

Why don't you clean yourself up?
Why don't you get a haircut?

Get a haircut,
and I'll give you the money.

You'll give me the money
if I get a haircut?

For Christ's sake,
do something to make us happy!

You'll give me the money
if I cut my hair?

- What?
- Will you give me $500?

- Give me your pants!
- My pants are clean!

Why? They're clean, for Christ's sake!

How much you need?

Hair

Flow it, Show it

Long as God can grow it
My hair

Flow it, Show it

Long as God can grow it
My hair

Flow it, Show it

Long as God can grow it
My hair

The draft is white people
sending black people

to make war on the yellow people

to defend land they stole
from the red people!

LBJ took the IRT

Down to Fourth Street, USA

When he got there

What did he see?

Tricky Dick on LSD

- LBJ
- IRT

USA

LSD

LSD

LBJ

FBI

CIA

FBI

CIA

LSD

- LBJ
- Hey. Come on.

Hey, Berger! Berger!

Berger!

- How you doing?
- Hi. How are you?

- All right.
- Listen, first...

I want to apologize for Steven.

He's very young,
and he really doesn't understand.

Tell me who do you love

Man

Tell me what, man

Tell me

What did you love, man

An old-fashioned melody

Dy-dy-dy
Dy-dy-dy

Listen, I was thinking...

...would you like to get married?

What?

Would you like to get married?

- To whom?
- Me.

Because I was thinking I'm having
this baby, and, if you were married,

the Army couldn't take you.

They wouldn't take you because they
don't take people who are married

and are having babies.

We're all encased in sonic armor

Beltin' it out
through chrome grenades

Miles and miles of Medusan chord
The electronic sonic boom

It's what's happening, baby
It's where it's at, Daddy

They chain you and brainwash you
when you least expect it

They feed you mass media
The age is electric

I got the electric blues
I got the electric blues

I got the electric blues
I got the electric blues

I got the electric blues
I got the electric blues

I got the electric blues
I got the electric blues

I got the electric blues
I got the electric blues

I got the electric blues
I got the electric blues

Dum clackety clack, boom rock
Folk rock, rhythm and blues

- An old-fashioned melody
- Dum clackety clack boom rock

An old-fashioned melody

An old-fashioned melody

We're all encased in sonic armor
beltin' it out through chrome grenades

Miles and miles of Medusan chord

It's what's happening, baby
It's where it's at, Daddy

I got the electric blues
I got the electric blues

I got the electric blues
I got the electric blues

I got the electric blues
I got the electric blues

I got the electric blues
I got the electric blues

I got the electric blues...

Do you, Sheila Franklin

Take this man to be

Your lawful wedded husband?

I do.

Do you, Claude Hooper Bukowski

Take this woman to be

Your lawful wedded wife?

I do.

I now pronounce you
man and wife

Hare Krishna
Hare Krishna

Krishna Krishna

Hare Hare

Hare Rama

Hare Rama
Rama Rama

Hare Hare

Hare Krishna
Hare Krishna

Krishna Krishna

Hare Hare

Hare Rama
Hare Rama

Rama Rama

Hare Hare

Hare Krishna
Hare Krishna

Krishna Krishna

Hare Hare

Hare Rama
Hare Rama

Rama Rama

Hare Hare

Love, Love, Love, Love

Love, Love, Love, Love

Drop out, Drop out
Drop out, Drop out

Be in, Be in, Be in, Be in

Take trips, get high
Laugh, joke and good-bye

Beat drum and old tin pot

I am high on you-know-what

Marijuana

Marijuana, Marijuana

Juana Juana

Hare Hare

Marijuana, Marijuana

Juana Juana

Hare Hare

Beads, flowers
freedom, happiness

Beads, flowers
freedom, happiness

Beads, flowers
freedom, happiness

Beads, flowers
freedom, happiness

Beads, flowers
freedom, happiness

Beads, flowers
freedom, happiness

Beads, flowers
freedom, happiness

Beads, flowers
freedom, happiness

Beads, flowers
freedom, happiness

Beads, flowers
freedom, happiness

Beads, flowers
freedom, happiness

Beads, flowers
freedom, happiness

Beads, flowers
freedom, happiness

Beads, flowers
freedom, happiness

Beads, flowers
freedom, happiness

Beads, flowers
freedom, happiness

Beads, flowers
freedom, happiness

Beads, flowers
freedom, happiness

Beads, flowers
freedom, happiness...

Claude!

Claude!

Claude!

Claude!

Claude Bukowski!

Hey, Berger.

Right there.

Are you all right?

Hey, you OK?

Where you been?

Where have we been?
Where have you been, man?

Watching the water.

Watching the water? Let me
see your eyes. Let me see those.

Oh, my God, black basketballs.

Look at my face.

Look at the sky.
Look at the stars.

- See the stars?
- Look at that.

Everybody,
a shooting star right over there.

Quick, everybody, make a wish.

Berger?

Will you take me home now, please?

Why do you want to go home?

It's Claude's last night.
Right?

Are we going to do something?

- Yeah, we'll do something.
- Yeah.

What are you gonna do?

I don't know.
It's Claude's night.

What do you want to do?

Take Sheila home.

Hey, she's all yours.
Have a good time.

- I'm just taking her home.
- I know.

Have a good time anyway.

Come on, Jeannie.

Come on.

Whoa!

Get your pants off and come on in!

You want to go home?

- You're just taking me home, right?
- Yeah.

- No, you know what I mean.
- I'm just taking you home.

Because nothing's gonna happen.

No, I'm just gonna take you home.

No. No, no. I think
I'll go home by myself.

No, I'll take you home.

- I don't feel like it.
- Why not?

I don't have to
explain everything to you...

...do I?

Come on! Come on, will ya?

The water is filthy, you know.

Listen, I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to be so...

I'm really sorry.
I wasn't trying to upset you.

That's all right.

It's just sometimes I get so...

I understand.

- You're upset, right?
- Oh, no.

No, you are.
I'm sorry. It's my fault.

I just... But I just thought...

- You're going away tomorrow, right?
- Yeah.

So, what's the point?

You mean, if I wasn't going away,
it would be different?

Maybe.

Well...

- I might not go.
- Right.

- You expect me to believe that?
- I'm serious.

Forget it.
I don't believe you.

Hey... Where did everybody else go?

They're around somewhere.
Jeannie's still up there.

Hey, where are our clothes?

Where did they take them?

Funny, funny, funny!

You guys are so mature.

Don't look at me.
I didn't have anything to do with it.

Don't worry about it.
They're around.

Berger!

Sheila...

Taxi! Taxi!

Don't go!
I've got your purse! Sheila, wait!

I don't believe it, man.
What happened?

What happened?

What the hell did you do that for?

- It was fun, man.
- Fun?

I'm really sorry.

I didn't think she'd ever
pull a stunt like that.

We know where she lives. We'll give
her clothes back tomorrow. It's cool.

I won't be here tomorrow.

You're not still serious
about that shit, are you?

That's none of your goddamn business.

It is my goddamn business, man.
What do you want?

You want to be a hero with a gun,
a big macho dude in a uniform?

- Is that what you want?
- I can't talk to you.

I'm standing right here.
Talk to me.

I'm right here. Talk to me.

I think you're ridiculous.

I am ridiculous.

I'm totally ridiculous.
I'm ludicrous.

I don't want to go over there
and murder women and babies.

Go ahead and be ridiculous,
and I'll do what I have to do.

Who are you doing it for?

I'm doing it for you, man.

Look, don't hand me that.
If you're doing it for me, don't.

Because if the shoe was on the
other foot, I wouldn't do it for you.

Give me my clothes.

How will she get home? She doesn't
have her stuff. She has no bread.

You better get that stuff to her.

- Me?
- Yeah.

Wasn't that what you wanted?

You're telling me I'm ridiculous?

Where do I go?

Follow the river

Where do I go?

Follow the gulls

Where is the something?

Where is the someone

That tells me
why I live and die?

Where do I go?

Follow the children

Where do I go?

Follow their smiles

Is there an answer

In their sweet faces

That tells me why
I live and die?

Follow the wind song

Follow the thunder

Follow the neon

In young lovers' eyes

Down to the gutter

Up to the glitter

Into the city

Where the truth lies

Where do I go?

Follow my heartbeat

Where do I go?

Follow my hand

Where do they lead me?

And will I ever

Discover why I live and die?

I live and die

Why do I live?

Why do I die?

Where do I go?

Tell me why

Tell me where

Tell me why

Tell me where

Tell me why

Next.

- Woodrow, Sheldon?
- Yes, sir.

Everything off, please.

Woodrow, your socks.

Woodrow...

Have you got some problem
with your socks?

No, sir.

Then take them off.

Sergeant.

Next.

Black boys are delicious

Chocolate-flavored love

Licorice lips like candy

Keep my cocoa handy

I have such a sweet tooth

When it comes to love

Once I tried a diet

Of quiet rest

No sweets

But I went nearly crazy

And I went clearly crazy

Because I really craved for

Chocolate-flavored treats

Black boys are nutritious

Nutritious

- Black boys fill me up
- Up

Black boys are so damn yummy

They satisfy my tummy

I have such a sweet tooth

When it comes to love

- Black, black
- Black, black

- Black, black
- Black, black

Black boys

Next!

White boys are so pretty

Skin as smooth as milk

White boys are so pretty

Hair like Chinese silk

White boys give me goose bumps

White boys give me chills

When they touch my shoulder

That's the touch that kills

- My mother calls them lily
- Mama says lilies

- I call them picadillies
- Picadillies

- My daddy wants me to stay away
- Daddy

But I say come and play

Hey, hey, hey

White boys are so groovy

- White boys are so
- Tough

Every time they're near me

Just can't get enough

White boys are so sexy

Sexy, sexy, sexy

They're so long and lean

Love those sprayed-on trousers

I love the love machine

My brother calls them rubble

- They're my kind of trouble
- Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo

My daddy warns me no, no, no

But I say white boys go, go, go

White boys are so lovely

Beautiful as girls

Love to run my fingers

And toes
through all their curls

Give me a tall

- A lean
- A sexy

- A pretty
- A groovy

- A juicy
- White boy

Yeah, give me a white boy

- White boys
- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

- White boys
- Come on and lie down beside me

White boys

Yeah, give me a white boy

- White boys
- Ooh-ooh-ooh

- White boys
- Ooh-ooh-ooh

- White boys
- Ooh-ooh-ooh

White boys

Doors locked

Doors locked

Blinds pulled

Blinds pulled

- Lights low
- Move it!

Lights low

Flames high

Flames high

My body

My body

My body

My body

My body

My body

My body is walking

In space

My soul is in orbit

With God face-to-face

Floating, flipping

Flying, tripping

Tripping from Pottsville

To starlight

Tripping from starlight

To Moonville

Red black, Blue brown

- Yellow crimson, Green orange
- Trainee.

- Purple pink
- Hyah!

Violet white

White white

White white

White white

All the clouds are cumulus

Walking in space

Oh, my God, your skin is soft

I love your face

How dare they try

To end this beauty?

How dare they try

To end this beauty?

They keep us underfoot

They bury us in soot

Pretending it's a chore

To ship us off to war

In this dive
we rediscover sensation

In this dive
we rediscover sensation

Walking in space
we find the purpose of peace

The beauty of life
You can no longer hide

Our eyes are open

Our eyes are open

Our eyes are open

Our eyes are open

Wide

Wide

Wide

Hey, Berger! Berger!

Hey. How you doing?

- I'm all right.
- Yeah?

Look, I've got something.

Where is he?

Nevada!

So, I was thinking of writing him.

- What do you think I should say?
- I want to say something.

Tell him that... I want to say
that Jeannie says hi.

You're gonna write him?

Why don't you come with us?

- Where are you going?
- Nevada.

We are?

Aren't you serious about anything?

I'm always serious.

When are we going?

As soon as Sheila's ready.

I can't just take off and go to Nevada.

No, I guess not.

- We'll see you.
- Wait a minute.

- How will you get there?
- Car.

Lafayette!

- You don't have a car.
- I'm gonna get a car.

- Lafayette?
- How? How can you get a car?

What are you staring at?

And who's that?

What are you doing here?
Come on.

- I said come with me.
- I heard you.

I'm asking you, who is that woman?

- Are you a friend of my Lafayette?
- I ain't no Lafayette no more.

- Don't bother her, all right?
- What have you done to your head?

Never mind.
Just go on back home.

Is that his child?

- Look, don't be talking to her.
- Is that your child?

You wouldn't understand.

What do you mean?
Is that your child or isn't it?

What kind of question is that?

Maybe it is and maybe it isn't.

What?

I knew you wouldn't understand.
You don't understand anything.

I understand just fine.
You explain it to me.

Do you understand about cosmic
consciousness and all kind of that shit?

That's what I'm talking about, baby.

All I'm talking about
is Lafayette Junior here is your child.

I just want to know
if that's your child too.

Never mind that. Come on.
Come on!

- Where are we going?
- I'm taking you to the bus.

- You're going back home. Come on!
- I don't want to go home!

You're going back home.
Understand me?

- I want to stay with you.
- You can't.

- Why not?
- Because you can't. I said so.

Look, we've got a friend in trouble,
and we have to help him.

Baby, that's all you need to know.
Why don't you just go home?

I never said you couldn't
help your friends, Lafayette.

Goddamn it, woman!
I ain't no Lafayette!

Shit! Don't you understand nothing?

How can people

Be so heartless?

How can people

Be so cruel?

Easy to be hard

Easy to be cold

How can people

Have no feelings?

You know I'm hung up on you

Easy to be proud

Easy to say no

Especially people

Who care about strangers

Who care about evil

And social injustice

Do you only

Care about the bleeding crowd?

How about a needing friend?

I need a friend

How can people

Be so heartless?

How can they ignore their friends?

Easy to give in

Easy to help out

Especially people

Who care about strangers

Who say they care about

Social injustice

Do you only

Care about the bleeding crowd?

Oh-whoa-oh-oh

How about a needing friend?

I need a friend

How can people

Have no feelings?

How can they ignore their friends?

Easy to be hard

Easy to help out

Easy to be proud

Easy to say no

- Hi, Steve.
- Hi.

Wanna come out of the car
for a minute?

No.

- I just want to talk to you.
- You want to talk? Talk.

I'd like to talk to you outside.

I don't want to talk to you.

Don't worry about a thing.
I'll handle this.

- OK. What do you want?
- The keys.

No. Hey, come on...

Cool out, baby.

- No, you're taking the car?
- Just for a few days.

- Coming with us?
- No, I'm not going with you!

- All right.
- Sheila, come on.

Out of the car. Sheila! What...

Sheila!

I'm not into any heavy preference trip,
you know, like who the father is.

I don't care.
I think they're both beautiful.

Don't you?

But how can you not care about that?

If a woman carries a child, don't you
think she should know who the father is?

Well, I admit that I have this dilemma.

But it will be resolved real soon.

It's not like a big crisis or anything.
It's not like a world war.

I don't know
what you're so uptight about.

I fell in love with someone.

We had a child,
and we were gonna get married.

That's why I'm uptight.

- Yeah?
- And you're holding it up!

No, I'm not holding it up.

You don't see the way it is.

This is really a great thing
that's happened to all of us.

Everybody's really happy about it.
The guys are really happy.

I think it would be great
if you could be happy about it, too.

- You're crazy.
- Yeah, I'm crazy.

We're all crazy.
Let's shake on it.

Let's not.

Come on.

If all you men could be standing
where I'm standing

and seeing what I'm seeing,

you'd know how it feels
to be truly proud of our country.

The United States Army is the greatest
fighting force in the world.

And now, you men...

...are going to be thousands of miles
away from home in a few days.

And you'd better take some
of that greatness with you.

And this afternoon,
while you're on leave,

you'd better take some of it
with you, too.

Sergeant!

Sergeant!

Sergeant!

Shut the damn thing off!

Ripped open

By metal explosion

Caught in barbed wire fireball

Bullet shock

Bayonet

- Electricity
- What do I turn off?

Move out!

- Electronic
- Attention!

Data

Processing

Black uniforms

- Company!
- Attention!

Company!

Mail order

Rifles

Get some results!

Two hundred

And fifty-six

Vietcong

Captured

Two hundred

And fifty-six

Vietcong

Captured

Prisoners in Niggertown

It's a dirty little war

Three, five, zero, zero

Take weapons up

And begin to kill

Watch the long, long armies
drifting home

Prisoners in Niggertown

It's a dirty little war

Three, five, zero, zero

Take weapons up

And begin to kill

Watch the long, long armies
drifting home

Prisoners in Niggertown

It's a dirty little war

Three, five, zero, zero

- Take weapons up
- Take weapons up

- And begin to kill
- And begin to kill

Watch the long, long armies
drifting home...

Everybody out!

- Company!
- Attention!

Now can all you men hear me?

Good morning, starshine

The Earth says hello

You twinkle above us

We twinkle below

Good morning, starshine

You lead us along

My love and me
as we sing

Our early morning singing song

Gliddy glup gloopy
Nibby nabby nooby

La-la-la lo-lo

Sabba sibby sabba
Nooby abba nabba

Le-le lo-lo

Tooby ooby walla
Nooby abba nabba

Early morning singing song

Good morning, starshine

The Earth says hello

You twinkle above us

We twinkle below

Good morning, starshine

You lead us along

My love and me
as we sing

Our early morning singing song

Gliddy glup gloopy
Nibby nabby nooby

- La-la-la lo-lo
- Gliddy glup gloopy

Sabba sibby sabba
Nooby abba nabba

- Le-le lo-lo
- Nibby nabby nooby

Tooby ooby walla
Nooby abba nabba

Early morning singing song

Singing a song
Humming a song

- Singing a song
- Whoa

Loving a song

- Laughing a song
- Laughing...

- Singing a song
- Singing a song

Sing a song
Song a sing

Song, song, song
Sing, sing, sing, sing, song

Song, song, song
Sing, sing, sing, sing, song

Song, song, song
Sing, sing, sing, sing, song

Hi.

- How you doing? What can I do for you?
- We're going in.

I'm sorry, but there's no civilian
contact allowed on the base right now.

- We're on alert. You can't come in.
- We're not civilians.

We're friends of a guy on the base.
His name's Claude Bukowski.

- You probably know him. He's a private.
- I don't know him.

Really nice guy with blonde hair.
He's short.

I don't know him. You'll have to turn
your vehicle around and go off post.

All right? If you need some help,
I'll be glad to assist you.

Otherwise, back your vehicle up
and turn it around.

Listen, we don't want
to make any trouble.

- Turn around and you won't, OK?
- Just let me make a phone call.

No, you don't make it here.
You make it where I tell you to go.

You just said you wanted
to give me some assistance...

I'll help you turn around.
That's all.

- You don't understand...
- Chief, this is it.

Turn around and go.
We clear?

- You get my drift, right?
- You don't understand, man.

- You don't understand.
- We've driven five days straight!

- Listen, my man...
- I just want to see my friend.

I'm telling you
to get the hell off my post.

Turn around and go that way.
That's what I'm telling you.

You listen to me.
I'm not listening to you. Got that?

Thank you.
Have a nice day.

Uh, what's your name?

- What's your name?
- George.

- What's yours?
- Sheila.

Yeah?

- Is your husband on base?
- I'm not married.

I'm visiting my brother.

No, wait. Wait, wait, wait.

OK, this time I'll do it.

Hey, that was a really good one.
Let me do that again.

OK, I'll blow one,
and then you blow one,

and see if they can, you know...

You blow one through one of mine, OK?

Ooh! There, they did it.

Toot, toot!

Where is it? Where is your car?

Right over there.

Hi.

God Almighty.

Hey... Hey, let's pull over there.

Stop, stop. Let's stop here.
Company, halt.

- Dismissed.
- "Dismissed?"

Hey!

You cutie-pie!

Come here, my cutie!

Watch my hat!

Hey! What are you doing?

Hey!

Hey, baby!

Hey! That's my car!

Hey!

Hey!

How do I look?

Very authentic.

Your left. Your left, right, left.

Your left. Your left.
Your left, right, left.

- I want to go to Vietnam
- I want to go to Vietnam

One, two, three, four...

At ease!

Bukowski!

- Yes, Sergeant.
- Let's move it out.

- Yes, Sergeant.
- Double-time, soldier.

Yes, Sergeant.

"Double-time, soldier."

- Sir?
- In the car, soldier!

- Yes, Sergeant.
- Are you an asshole, soldier?

- No, Sergeant.
- That's too bad, because I am.

Blah, blah, blah...

How you doing, man?

I want to be an Airborne Ranger

I want to live a life of danger

- Stay in the car. Stay in the car.
- What are you doing?

I want to go to Vietnam...

What are you doing?

- Get in the trunk.
- What?

- Come on. Get in the trunk quick.
- Why?

Everybody's waiting. We have a big
picnic planned for you in the desert.

- Come on, get in.
- The base is on alert.

They're taking head counts all the time.
If I'm not here, I've had it.

Listen, it's just for a couple of hours.
I'll have you back in time for dinner.

- I can't.
- What do you mean?

We just drove 2,000 miles to see you.
Everybody is waiting.

Just trust me, will ya?
I have it all figured out.

You're making it sound
like I don't want to come.

Then come.
Get in the trunk.

I mean...

I can't believe you're here.

I just can't believe it.
Traveling all that way?

I can't believe it.

I appreciate your coming here.

I can't tell you.

Don't tell me, just come with us.
Just get in the trunk.

You don't understand.
This isn't a game.

What will I tell everybody?

- Did Sheila come?
- Yeah.

- And Jeannie?
- Everybody's there, man.

How is Sheila?

How is she?

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

Give me your clothes.

Give me your clothes.

- Claude!
- Hey!

- Hey Claudey!
- Claudio!

Hey, man! You made it!

Hey!

- Whoo!
- Whoo!

Attention!

At ease!

Sound off when your name is called.

- Compost!
- Here, sir.

- Head.
- Here, sir.

- Sumner.
- Here, sir.

- Brook.
- Here, sir.

- Bukowski.
- Here, sir.

- Hart.
- Here, sir.

- Tileman.
- Here, sir.

- Scanlin.
- Here, sir.

- Noonan.
- Here, sir.

Now give me your attention, men.

I just received word we've been
alerted for overseas movement.

I want you to secure your web gear,
get your duffle bags packed,

and get on this red line.

Sergeant, you have three minutes
to have these men ready.

- Yes, sir.
- Let's go, men. Move with a purpose.

Let's go! Let's get it all quickly.
Let's move with a purpose!

Let's snap to it
like you got a pair.

Let's go. Move it, quickly.

Get on the red line.
Get your duffle bag packed.

Let's go over there.
Move like you got a purpose.

What the hell's wrong with you, soldier?

Didn't you hear
what the captain said?

Get your cell pod!
Get your helmet liner!

Get your pistol belt!
Get it right now!

Let's move like you got a purpose!

Get the doggone coat on!
Quickly! Let's go! Move it!

I don't know what's the matter with you.
You act like you don't want to go.

I don't want to go, but if you gotta go,
I gotta go. We all gotta go.

So let's move it right now!

Let's get on the red line.
Let's go.

What in the hell are you waiting on?

Get that web gear on!
I want that brain bucket on your head!

I want that duffle bag on the red line!
Soldier, there's a war on!

Huh...

All right, men, move!
Hurry up!

Now, listen up!

When I call your name,
sound off smartly and move out!

- Compost!
- Yes, sir!

- Sumner!
- Yes, sir!

- Peterson!
- Yes, sir!

- Brook!
- Yes, sir!

Bukowski!

Bukowski!

Bukowski!

You better get your head
out of your ass! Let's go!

This way, soldier!
Let's go! Move out!

You better move, soldier!

Hey! Where are you going!

What's the matter with you? I said
put your duffle bag on that truck!

The vehicle right there!
Let's go! Get it on there now!

We starve, look

At one another

Short of breath

Walking proudly
in our winter coats

Wearing smells from laboratories

Facing a dying nation

Of moving paper fantasies

Listening for the new-told lies

With supreme visions

Of lonely tunes

Somewhere

Inside something there is

A rush of

Greatness
Who knows what stands in front of

Our lives
I fashion my future

On films in space

Silence tells me secretly

Everything

Everything

Manchester, England
England

Manchester, England
England

Across the Atlantic sea

And I'm a genius
Genius

I believe in God

And I believe that God
believes in Claude

That's me

That's me

That's me

We starve, look

At one another

- Short of breath
- Berger!

Walking proudly
in our winter coats

Wearing smells from laboratories

- Facing a dying nation
- Berger.

Of moving paper fantasy

Listening for the new-told lies

With supreme visions
Of lonely tunes

Singing our space songs

On a spider web sitar

Life is around you and in you

Answer for Timothy Leary
Dearie

Let the sunshine

Let the sunshine in

the sunshine in

Let the sunshine

Let the sunshine in

the sunshine in

- Why don't you let
- Let the sunshine

Let the sunshine in

the sunshine in

Let the sunshine

- You wanna let
- Let the sunshine in

the sunshine in

- Why don't you let
- Let the sunshine

Let the sunshine in

the sunshine in

- Why don't you let
- Let the sunshine

Let the sunshine in

the sunshine in

Let the sunshine

Let the sunshine in

the sunshine in

Let the sunshine

Let the sunshine in

The sun...

...shine in

Darling

Give me a head with hair
Long, beautiful hair

Shining, gleaming
steamin', flaxen, waxen

Give me it down to there
Hair

Shoulder-length or longer

Here, baby, There, Mama
Everywhere, Daddy, Daddy

Hair

Flow it, Show it

Long as God can grow it
My hair

I'll let it fly in the breeze

And get caught in the trees

Give a home to the fleas
in my hair

A home for fleas

A hive for the buzzin' bees

A nest for birds
There ain't no words

For the beauty, the splendor
the wonder of my hair

Flow it, Show it

Long as God can grow it
My hair

I want it long, straight
curly, fuzzy

Snaggy, shaggy, ratty, matty
oily, greasy, fleecy

Shining, gleaming, steaming

Flaxen, waxen
knotted, polka-dotted

Twisted, beaded, braided

- Powdered, flowered
- And confettied

- Bangled
- Tangled, spangled

And spaghettied

Oh, say can you see my eyes?

- If you can
- Then my hair's too short

Down to here
Down to there

Down to there
Down to where it stops by itself

They'll be ga-ga at the go-go
When they see me in my toga

My toga made of blond
brilliantined, biblical hair

My hair like Jesus wore it

Hallelujah, I adore it

Hallelujah, Mary loved her son

Why don't my mother love me?

Hair

Flow it, Show it

Long as God can grow it
My hair

Flow it, Show it

Long as God can grow it
My hair

They'll be ga-ga at the go-go
When they see me in my toga

My toga made of blond
brilliantined, biblical hair

My hair like Jesus wore it

Hallelujah, I adore it

Hallelujah, Mary loved her son

Why don't my mother love me?

Hair

Flow it, Show it

Long as God can grow it
My hair

Flow it, Show it

Long as God can grow it
My hair

Flow it, Show it

Long as God can grow it
My hair