PHILIBIN-Where are you going?
JUICY FRUIT-I gotta get out of here.
PHILIBIN-What sign are you?
JUICY FRUIT-Leo.
PHILIBIN-You're okay.
JUICY FRUIT-I gotta get out of here.
PHILIBIN-Come on, I wanna show you something.
JUICY FRUIT-I swear to God.
PHILIBIN-Do you see cisne up there? He doesn't show it, but he's thinking: "Why isn't Harold in the car?"Do you really want me to tell him that it's not in the stars for you?
JUICY FRUIT-I don't feel good.
PHILIBIN-You'll feel worse
if you don't do what I say.
JUICY FRUIT-I hear this ticking.
PHILIBIN-Maybe something's loose up there.
JUICY FRUIT-There's something weird here.
PHILIBIN-Take one of these. (takes something out of his pocket)
JUICY FRUIT-I can't take pills...
PHILIBIN-Take the pills, swallow. Feel better?
JUICY FRUIT-Yeah, I feel better.
PHILIBIN-No mais ticking? Get out there. All right. I want big smiles now. Look at the audience. That's it. Big smiles. Sing the song!
JUICY FRUIT-I gotta get out of here.
PHILIBIN-What sign are you?
JUICY FRUIT-Leo.
PHILIBIN-You're okay.
JUICY FRUIT-I gotta get out of here.
PHILIBIN-Come on, I wanna show you something.
JUICY FRUIT-I swear to God.
PHILIBIN-Do you see cisne up there? He doesn't show it, but he's thinking: "Why isn't Harold in the car?"Do you really want me to tell him that it's not in the stars for you?
JUICY FRUIT-I don't feel good.
PHILIBIN-You'll feel worse
if you don't do what I say.
JUICY FRUIT-I hear this ticking.
PHILIBIN-Maybe something's loose up there.
JUICY FRUIT-There's something weird here.
PHILIBIN-Take one of these. (takes something out of his pocket)
JUICY FRUIT-I can't take pills...
PHILIBIN-Take the pills, swallow. Feel better?
JUICY FRUIT-Yeah, I feel better.
PHILIBIN-No mais ticking? Get out there. All right. I want big smiles now. Look at the audience. That's it. Big smiles. Sing the song!
BEEF-Man you better get yourself a castrato for this.
It’s a little out of my range.
SWAN-Something bothering you, Beef?
BEEF-This was scored for a chick! I'm not doing it in drag.
SWAN-You can sing it better than any bitch.
BEEF-You don't know how right you are, Goliath. Okay, boys, from the bridge. Hit it. (Beef sings part of “Old Souls”) Who says I can't sing it?
SWAN-I like it. Keep working on it. Drop an octave here,
change a line there. Make it completely yours.
(Swan exists)
BEEF-Far out. (Goes back and looks over the music.) Doesn't that kinda change the whole thing?
PHILIBIN-You heard him. Make it yours. If it sounds
good, nobody will care what it's about?
BEEF-Is that so?
PHILIBIN-Nobody cares what anything’s about.
BEEF-ls that right?
PHILIBIN-Who listens to lyrics anyway?
BEEF-Dry up, tubbo.
It’s a little out of my range.
SWAN-Something bothering you, Beef?
BEEF-This was scored for a chick! I'm not doing it in drag.
SWAN-You can sing it better than any bitch.
BEEF-You don't know how right you are, Goliath. Okay, boys, from the bridge. Hit it. (Beef sings part of “Old Souls”) Who says I can't sing it?
SWAN-I like it. Keep working on it. Drop an octave here,
change a line there. Make it completely yours.
(Swan exists)
BEEF-Far out. (Goes back and looks over the music.) Doesn't that kinda change the whole thing?
PHILIBIN-You heard him. Make it yours. If it sounds
good, nobody will care what it's about?
BEEF-Is that so?
PHILIBIN-Nobody cares what anything’s about.
BEEF-ls that right?
PHILIBIN-Who listens to lyrics anyway?
BEEF-Dry up, tubbo.
