Broken

17-07-2010

With everything ahead of us
We left everything behind
But nothing that we needed
At least not at this time
And now the feeling that I'm feeling
Well it's feeling like my life is finally mine
With nothing to go back to we just continue to drive
Without you I was broken
But I'd rather be broke down with you by my side
I didn't know what I was looking for
So I didn't know what I'd find
I didn't know what I was missing
I guess you've been just a little too kind
And if I find just what I need
I'll put a little peace in my mind
Maybe you've been looking too
Or maybe you don't even need to try
Without you I was broken
But I'd rather be broke down with you by my side
With everything in the past
Fading faster and faster until it was gone
Found out I was losing so much more than I knew all along
Because everything I've been working for
Was only worth nickels and dimes
But if I had a minute for every hour that I've wasted
I'd be rich in time, I'd be doing fine
Without you I was broken
But I'd rather be broke down with you by my side

Jack Johnson

I Heard Something

16-07-2010

New scene, Jerry and Elaine watching "Murphy Brown" in Jerry's apartment.

ELAINE: I just thought I could write it.
JERRY: Is that something you want to do?
ELAINE: I don't know. Those writers make a lot of money.
JERRY: Elaine, let me tell you something about show business. It's hard work! You don't just write a "Murphy Brown." You gotta watch the show, study it, get a sense of the characters, how they relate to each other.
ELAINE: O.K., can I just watch the show? God, what an asshole.
JERRY: What did you say?
ELAINE: I didn't say anything.
JERRY: I heard something.

Seinfeld

Form Of Action

15-07-2010

"For me, words are a form of action, capable of influencing change."

Ingrid Bengis

Last Cup Of Sorrow

14-07-2010

This is getting old and so are you
Everything you know and never knew
Will run through your fingers just like sand
- Enjoy it while you can -
Like a snake between two stones
It itches, in your bones
Take a deep breath and swallow, your sorrow, tomorrow
Raise the cup and let's propose a toast
To the thing that hurts you most
It's your last cup of sorrow
What can you say?
Finish it today
It's your last cup of sorrow
So think of me
And get on your way
It won't begin until you make it end
Until you know the how the where and the when
With a new face you might surprise yourself
Like a snake between two stones
It itches, in your bones
Take a deeper breath and swallow, your sorrow, tomorrow
Raise the cup and let's propose a toast
To the thing that hurts you most
Is your last cup of sorrow
What can you say?
Finish it today
It's your last cup of sorrow
So think of me
And get on your way
You might surprise yourself

Faith No More

Powertool

13-07-2010

Mrs. Doubtfire: Sink the sub. Hide the weasel. Park the porpoise. A bit of the old Humpty Dumpty, Little Jack Horny, the Horizontal Mambo, hmm? The Bone Dancer, Rumpleforeskin, Baloney Bop, a bit of the old Cunning Linguistics?
Stu: Mrs. Doubtfire, please.
Mrs. Doubtfire: Oh I'm sorry, am I being a little graphic? I'm sorry. Well, I hope you're up for a little competition. She's got a power tool in the bedroom, dear. It's her own personal jackhammer. She could break sidewalk with that thing. She uses it and the lights go dim, it's like a prison movie. Amazed she hasn't chipped her teeth.

Mrs. Doubtfire

Felony

12-07-2010

"Drinking makes such fools of people, and people are such fools to begin with, that it's compounding a felony."

Robert Benchley - US actor, author, & humorist (1889 - 1945)

No Time To Cry

11-07-2010

It's just a feeling
I get sometimes
A feeling
Sometimes
And I get frightened
Just like you
I get frightened too
but it's...

(no no no) No time for heartache
(no no no) No time to run and hide
(no no no) No time for breaking down
(no no no) No time to cry

Sometimes in the world as is you've
Got to shake the hand that feeds you
It's just like Adam says
It's not so hard to understand
It's just like always coming down on
Just like Jesus never came and
What did you expect to find
It's just like always here again it's...

Everything will be alright
Everything will turn out fine
Some nights I still can't sleep
And the voices pass with time
And I keep

No time for tears
No time to run and hide
No time to be afraid of fear
I keep no time to cry

Sisters Of Mercy

Whose Keys Are These?

10-07-2010

GEORGE: They were in here, I saw her put 'em in here!
JERRY: Well, this is great.
GEORGE: Well, what do they look like?
JERRY: They look like keys, George. They look exactly like keys. (In disgust) "What do they look like."
GEORGE: Well, they're obviously not here.
JERRY: Well, they've gotta be here somewhere.
GEORGE: Jerry, unless I pull down on this statuette and a hidden wall opens up, we have checked every square inch of this apartment!
JERRY (looking through some papers on the desk): What is this? "Murphy Brown"?
GEORGE: What?
JERRY: By Elaine Benes?
GEORGE: What?
JERRY: Elaine's writing a "Murphy Brown"?
GEORGE: Lemme see this. (Tries to grab the papers.)
JERRY: Wait a second! (They fight over the paper.)
GEORGE: Gimme half!
JERRY: All right, here!
GEORGE: Why didn't she tell us?
JERRY (making fun): Elaine is writing a sitcom...!
ELAINE: You weasels!
JERRY: What? What?
ELAINE: How dare you!
GEORGE: We hardly read anything!
JERRY: It was funny!
ELAINE: Who gave you permission to come into my house and just go through all my things? You thought it was funny?
JERRY: Well... From what I saw...
ELAINE (grabs the papers from Jerry): Well, it's just a first draft!
JERRY: I was locked out of my apartment, I'm just trying to get my keys.
ELAINE (turning on George): Why did you let him in?!
GEORGE: He forced me to!
JERRY: I did not!
GEORGE: Yes you did!
ELAINE: You! Get out! Get out! Get out!
JERRY: Elaine, wait! I need my spare keys!
ELAINE: Here! Here's your damn keys, you keep 'em! I don't want 'em anymore!
JERRY: Good!
ELAINE (to George): And I want my keys back from you!
GEORGE: What, you don't want me to hold your keys?
ELAINE: No, you can't be trusted!
GEORGE: Alright, alright, fine.
JERRY (to Elaine): And I don't want you to hold mine!
ELAINE: Good! I won't!
JERRY: Good! Don't! Are these my keys?
ELAINE: These aren't my keys!
GEORGE: Whose are these?
ELAINE: I don't know!

Seinfeld

No Wisdom

09-07-2010

"We thought, because we had power, we had wisdom."

Stephen Vincent Benet, Litany for Dictatorships, 1935 - US poet & short story author (1898 - 1943)

Heaven

08-07-2010

You don't need no friends
get back your faith again
you have the power to believe
another dissident
take back your evidence
it has no power to deceive

I'll believe it when I see it, for myself

I don't need no one to tell me about heaven
I look at my daughter, and I believe.
I don't need no proof when it comes to God and truth
I can see the sunset and I perceive

I sit with them all night
everything they say is right
but in the morning they were wrong
I'll be right by your side
come hell or water high
down any road you choose to roam

I'll believe it when I see it for myself

I don't need no one to tell me about heaven
I look at my daughter, and I believe.
I don't need no proof when it comes to God and truth
I can see the sunset and I perceive, yeah

darling, I believe, Oh Lord
sometimes it's hard to breathe, Lord
at the bottom of the sea, yeah yeah

I'll believe it when I see it for myself

I don't need no one to tell me about heaven
I look at my daughter, and I believe.
I don't need no proof when it comes to God and truth
I can see the sunset and I perceive

I don't need no one to tell me about heaven
I look at my daughter, and I believe.
I don't need no proof when it comes to God and truth
I can see the sunset
I can see the sunset
I can see the sunset
I don't need no one
Ohhhh
I don't need no one
I don't need no one
I don't need no one
To tell me about heaven
I believe
I believe it, yeah

Live

Ties That Bind

07-07-2010

Katie: Dear Mrs. Doubtfire, two months ago my mom and dad decided to separate. Now they live in different houses. My brother Andrew says that we aren't to be a family anymore. Is this true? Did I lose my family? Is there anything I can do to get my parents back together? Sincerely, Katie McCormick.
Mrs. Doubtfire: Oh my dear Katie. You know some parents, when they're angry, they get along much better when they don't live together. They don't fight all the time, and they can become better people, and much better mummies and daddies for you. And sometimes they get back together. And sometimes they don't dear. And if they don't, don't blame yourself. Just because they don't love each other anymore, doesn't mean that they don't love you. There are all sorts of different families, Katie. Some families have one mommy, some families have one daddy, or two families. And some children live with their uncle or aunt. Some live with their grandparents, and some children live with foster parents. And some live in separate homes, in separate neighborhoods, in different areas of the country - and they may not see each other for days, or weeks, months... even years at a time. But if there's love, dear... those are the ties that bind, and you'll have a family in your heart, forever. All my love to you poppit, you're going to be alright... bye bye.

Mrs. Doubtfire

Surprise Work

06-07-2010

"Anyone can do any amount of work provided it isn't the work he is supposed to be doing at the moment."

Robert Benchley - US actor, author, & humorist (1889 - 1945)

It's So Easy

05-07-2010

I see your sister in her Sunday dress
She's out to please
She pouts her best
She's out to take
No need to try
She's ready to make
It's so easy, easy
When everybody's tryin' to please me baby
It's so easy, easy
When everybody's tryin' to please me


Cars are crashin' every night
I drink n'drive everything's in sight
I make the fire
But I miss the firefight
I hit the bull's eye every night


It's so easy, easy
When everybody's tryin' to please me baby
Yeah it's so easy, easy
When everybody's tryin' to please me
So easy
But nothin' seems to please me
It all fits so right
When I fade into the night
See me hit you
You fall down


I see you standin' there
You think you're so cool
Why don't you just
Fuck off


Ya get nothin' for nothin'
If that's what ya do
Turn around bitch I got a use for you
Besides you ain't got nothin' better to do
And I'm bored


It's so easy, easy
When everybody's tryin' to please me baby
It's so easy, easy
When everybody's tryin' to please me
So easy
But nothin' seems to please me
It all fits so right
When I fade into the night
So come with me
Don't ask me where 'cause I don't know
I'll try ta please you
I ain't got no money but it goes to show
It's so easy

Guns N Roses

Crock Of Sh*t

04-07-2010

JERRY: Don't you see? You're just avoiding the middle man. You were gonna give her her spare keys, so she was gonna give 'em to me. So, all that's happening is that instead of giving them to her, you're giving them to me. It's just unfortunate that when she gave you yours, you didn't give her hers. 'Cause then she would have given 'em to me, because she has mine. So then I would have never had to ask you for hers, so that I could get mine.
GEORGE: You're right, how did I miss that? Maybe because it's a crock of sh*t.
JERRY: What's that?
GEORGE: Nothing.
JERRY: I heard something.
GEORGE: Didn't say anything. (They go into Elaine's apartment.)

Seinfeld

The Need To Reason Elaborately

03-07-2010

"Any artist should be grateful for a naive grace which puts him beyond the need to reason elaborately."

Saul Bellow - US (Canadian-born) author (1915 - 2005)

Stop At Nothing

02-07-2010

Compelled to eternal hate, censure of the mob, submit to them
Pressured from the outside, prevailing herd mentality, fearing deviation
Traumatized, retreat and submit, habitual failure, they no longer attempt
Resist all efforts at change, practice the routine

Fake courage to impress the other sheep
All cowards in their own pointless, twisted fate

Constant friction, voicings of new converts, don't know shit
Arbitrary changes visit ownership upon me

Do I look like I need you to rearrange my realm?
Drift through the motions of your predetermined course
Escape the dreary confines of your present circle
Solve your internal conflict, mend your own life

Follow useless trends, fucking with my mind, indignant lies that I reject
I care less and less for your weak opinion, pretension, pomposity
Reinforce your fear, admonishment of fools, path of least resistance
Bottomless mass of simpletons

Uncover your own future, ignore the losers words
Endure the pessimism, projections of the timid
Escape the dreary confines of your present circle
Solve your infernal conflict, before your demise

Reinforce your fear, admonishment of fools, path of least resistance
I care less and less for your weak opinion, pretension, pomposity
You're not qualified to deliver me, realize, drop your crusade
Nothing will prevent the ends I have chosen

Agonizing reapprisal, long ago I came unto my own
Discard the worthless bullshit, comprehend the revelations beyond
Hypocrites eating shit, choking on the spewings they never lived by
Estimations of lesser men, self-fulfilled to their dead ends

Dying Fetus

Ghosts And Shadows

01-07-2010

Professor Edward Birack: Let's talk about our beliefs, and what we can learn about them. We believe nature is solid, and time a constant. Matter has substance and time a direction. There is truth in flesh and the solid ground. The wind may be invisible, but it's real. Smoke, fire, water, light - they're different! Not as to stone or steel, but they're tangible. And we assume time is narrow because it is as a clock - one second is one second for everyone! Cause precedes effect - fruit rots, water flows downstream. We're born, we age, we die. The reverse NEVER happens... None of this is true! Say goodbye to classical reality, because our logic collapses on the subatomic level... into ghosts and shadows.

Prince Of Darkness

Humorless

30-06-2010

"Defining and analyzing humor is a pastime of humorless people."

Robert Benchley - US actor, author, & humorist (1889 - 1945)

The Final Encore

29-06-2010

Latimer
After words
and long goodbyes...
Tears and lies
at the end of the day.

An early night
and madness rains...
The moon pulls your dreams
and the pressure fades.

And now,
the final encore,
a last farewall.
The fantasy is over,
the spirit flies away...

Camel

Not In The Face!

28-06-2010


New scene. Jerry in a booth at the coffee shop waiting for George. George enters, spare keys in hand.

JERRY (applauding): Georgie Boy! Way to come through with the keys! Sit down, I'm buying you dinner.
GEORGE: Look, I gotta tell ya...I been thinkin' about it, I just don't feel right about letting you into Elaine's apartment.
JERRY: Don't feel right? What are you talking about?
GEORGE: Well, you know, I shouldn't have let you into Kramer's, now you want to go into Elaine's...she entrusted me with her spare keys, how can I just let you in?
JERRY: What is the big deal?
GEORGE: Just because you have someone's spare keys, it doesn't entitle you to break into their apartment. That's the reason you took away Kramer's keys.
JERRY: First of all, you're not even supposed to have Elaine's keys. You're supposed to give 'em back to her, so she can give 'em back to me, because she has mine. So technically, those are my keys.
GEORGE: Yes, well, if you had never taken your keys back from Kramer, he never would have taken his back from you and given 'em to me, in which case I wouldn't have had to take mine back from her.
JERRY: Well, I want those keys.
GEORGE: Nope, no can do.
JERRY: George, give them to me, I want these keys. I don't want to get physical!
GEORGE: Do you wanna fight?
JERRY: Do you wanna fight?
GEORGE: I'll fight ya! Not the face! Not the face!

Seinfeld

Need For Illusion

27-06-2010



"A great deal of intelligence can be invested in ignorance when the need for illusion is deep."

Saul Bellow - US (Canadian-born) author (1915 - 2005)

Sad To See Your Sorrow

26-06-2010

I want to touch you but I don't possess the power
it turns me inside out to feel the pain of your distress
you push the needle deeper in your arm for every hour
I know your life was so beautiful but now it's turned into a mess
I've tried to understand you but the thoughts seems so unreal
that a person would forsake herself and try to break herself with pain
just like a child you're so innocent and you long so much to feel
but instead you push the needle deeper down your vein
sad to see you sad to see your sorrow
you know I've seen you in so many diffrent ways
the reflections of your agony are scared upon your face
warm the spoon just to numb yourself from much much better days
and you hope that someone else is there who might want to take your place
everything you scream I hear you thought you scream so silent
and you're longing for your babychild to be in a much better place
so addicted to your loneliness full of self destructive violence
you still try to love your child and see the smile opon it's face
sad to see you sad to see your sorrow.....
take away the pain and take away the sorrow
I cry in silence hoping you'll come through
take away the pain you could be dead tommorow
I wish that I could help you but there's nothing I can do
I WISH I COULD HELP YOU BUT THERE'S NOTHING I CAN DO
I feel as if I'm by your side even though you're far away from here
the poison mingles with your blood and slowly satisfies you
but what I wonder most of all is if you really want to disappear
you keep struggleing with emotions mixed inside you
please don't disappear you know to many people love you
but you see you're still the only one that can ever dry your tears
so don't you rely on anyone below or up above you
you better grab your life and then get a grip before it disappears
sad to see you sad to see your sorrow

Clawfinger

Sudden

25-06-2010

Dr. Joseph Dolan: You know, it's a shame about Ed.
Fletch: Oh, it was. Yeah, it was really a shame. To go so suddenly like that.
Dr. Joseph Dolan: He was dying for years.
Fletch: Sure, but... the end was very... very sudden.
Dr. Joseph Dolan: He was in intensive care for eight weeks.
Fletch: Yeah, but I mean the very end, when he actually died. That was extremely sudden.

Fletch

Good Deeds

24-06-2010

"Let a good man do good deeds with the same zeal that the evil man does bad ones."

The Belzer Rabbi

Cure For Pain

23-06-2010

Where is the ritual
And tell me where where is the taste
Where is the sacrifice
And tell me where where is the faith
Someday there'll be a cure for pain
That's the day I throw my drugs away
When they find a cure for pain
Where is the cave
Where the wise woman went
And tell me where
Where's all that money that I spent
I propose a toast to my self control
You see it crawling helpless on the floor
Someday there'll be a cure for pain
That's the day I throw my drugs away
When they find a cure for pain
When they find a cure find a cure for pain

Morphine

New Friends

22-06-2010

New scene, Elaine's apartment at night. George is picking up his spare keys from Elaine.

GEORGE: Anyway, so he gave me his spare keys, now he wants to have my keys, so I need mine back from you.
ELAINE: Just 'cause you have his keys? Why does he need yours?
GEORGE: I don't know. He said he wants to be my "key brother."
ELAINE: That's ridiculous.
GEORGE (shakes huge keyring): That's Kramer.
ELAINE: I'll give you back your spare keys - but now I want mine back.
GEORGE: What for?
ELAINE: 'Cause. I'll give 'em to Jerry.
GEORGE: Jerry? Why?
ELAINE: 'Cause he gave me his.
GEORGE: So what?
ELAINE: So, if he has my keys, I should have his.
GEORGE: Well, I don't see why if you have his, he should have yours.
ELAINE: I just said the same thing to you.
GEORGE: What?
ELAINE: What?
GEORGE: Alright, listen, I'll give you your spare keys, but I don't have them with me. Can I please have mine to give to back to Kramer?
ELAINE: Yeah, O.K. I'll go get 'em. What are you doing? Would you just put that down? I gotta get some new friends.

Seinfeld

Traffic

21-06-2010

"Life is too short for traffic."

Dan Bellack

Quiet Desperation

20-06-2010

Looks like it`s over
the beginning of the end, between you and me
there`s sadness in your heart
trying to hold back the tears in your eyes

I`m empty inside; my soul`s left to die without you
I`m losing my mind
and I don`t know what I should do

Try to retrace where we wnt wrong
it`s not the same without you

This indecision is tearing us apart
leading to this quiet desperation
Our lack of vision, we`ve carried from the start
leading to this quiet desperation

Now our lives are torn apart

I`m empty inside; my soul`s left to die without you
I'm losing my mind and I don`t know what I should do

We said forever, can we comprehend, how it use to be
and it`s breaking us apart
threatening to take all the dreams in our lives

This indecision is tearing us apart
leading to this quiet desperation
Our lack of vision, we`ve carried from the start
leading to this quiet desperation

Magnitude 9

No Elephant Books

19-06-2010

Dr. Joseph Dolan: So where do you know Alan from?
Fletch: We play tennis at the club.
Dr. Joseph Dolan: Really? California Racquet Club?
Fletch: Right.
Dr. Joseph Dolan: That's my club too. I don't remember seeing you there.
Fletch: Well, I haven't been playing in a while because of these kidney pains.
Dr. Joseph Dolan: Right. Now, how long have you had these pains, Mr. Barber?
Fletch: No, that's "Babar".
Dr. Joseph Dolan: Two B's?
Fletch: One B. B-A-B-A-R.
Dr. Joseph Dolan: That's two.
Fletch: Yeah, but not right next to each other. I thought that's what you meant.
Dr. Joseph Dolan: Arnold Babar. Isn't there a children's book about an elephant named Babar?
Fletch: I don't know. I don't have any.
Dr. Joseph Dolan: No children?
Fletch: No elephant books.

Fletch

Preparation

18-06-2010

"Before anything else, preparation is the key to success."

Alexander Graham Bell - US (Scottish-born) inventor (1847 - 1922)

It's a Fire

17-06-2010

It's a fire
These dreams they pass me by
This salvation I desire
Keeps getting me down

Cos we need to
Recognize mistakes
For time and again

So let it be known for what we believe in
I can see no reason for it to fail

Cos this life is a farce
I can't breathe through this mask
Like a fool
So breathe on, sister breathe on

From this oneself
Testify or tell
It's fooling us now

So let it be known for what we believe in
I can see no reason for it to fail

Cos this life is a farce
I can't breathe through this mask
Like a fool
So breathe on, little sister, breathe on
Oh so breathe on, little sister, like a fool

Portishead

I'm Already Gone

16-06-2010

New scene. Jerry's apartment, the next day. Jerry is now giving his spare keys to Elaine.

JERRY: So put 'em in a safe place.
ELAINE: I will.
JERRY: Where?
ELAINE: I don't know. I'll hide 'em. So, is Kramer upset?
JERRY: I think so. I mean, he's acting really weird lately...he's different.
ELAINE: Well, maybe you should just give him the keys back.
JERRY: I can't.

ELAINE (mouths the words): Is that Kramer?
JERRY: Who's there?
KRAMER (in hallway): Uh, Kramer. Oh, hi...uh...you got the...
ELAINE: Oh, I'm not, uh...
KRAMER: No, no, no, it's o.k. I don't care about the keys. It's my fault. I gave the keys away with my stupidity. I broke "the covenant of the keys."
ELAINE: Jerry, give him the keys back.
JERRY: Elaine...

KRAMER: I don't want the keys back! No, I'm glad the way things turned out. I was clingin' to those keys, man! Like a branch on the banks of a raging river. And now I have let go. And I'm free...to go with the current. To float. (To Jerry) And I thank you.
JERRY: Take the keys.
KRAMER: I don't want the keys!
JERRY: O.K.!
KRAMER: Now, one more thing - I would like my keys back.
JERRY: Your spare set?
KRAMER: That's right.
JERRY: You want 'em back?
KRAMER: Yeah. Yeah, I think it would be for the best.


New scene at the coffee shop. Kramer is now giving the huge keyring to George.

GEORGE: Gee, Kramer, I uh...I don't know what to say.
KRAMER: Say yes! Yes, George. Yes!
GEORGE: Should I give you my keys, is that the transaction, trading keys...? Because Elaine has my keys.
KRAMER: Well, you can get 'em back.
GEORGE: I suppose I could.
KRAMER: Because you see, George, having the keys to Jerry's apartment? That kept me in a fantasy world. Every time I went over to his house, it was like I was on vacation. Better food, better view, better TV. And cleaner? Oh - much cleaner. That became my reality. I ignored the squalor in my own life because I'm looking at life, you see, through Jerry's eyes. I was living in twilight, George. Living in the shadows. Living in the darkness...like you.
GEORGE: Me?
KRAMER: Oh, yeah. I can barely see you, George.
GEORGE: Alright, stop it Kramer, you're freakin' me out.
WAITRESS: Hi, are you ready to order?
KRAMER (moves over and sits next to George): Do you ever yearn?
GEORGE: Yearn? Do I yearn?
KRAMER: I yearn.
GEORGE: You yearn.
KRAMER: Oh, yes. Yes, I yearn. Often, I...I sit...and yearn. Have you yearned?
GEORGE: Well, not recently. I craved. I crave all the time, constant craving...but I haven't yearned.
KRAMER (in disgust): Look at you.
GEORGE: Aw, Kramer, don't start...
KRAMER (moving back to the other side of the booth): You're wasting your life.
GEORGE: I am not! What you call wasting, I call living! I'm living my life!
KRAMER: O.K., like what? No, tell me! Do you have a job?
GEORGE: No.
KRAMER: You got money?
GEORGE: No.
KRAMER: Do you have a woman?
GEORGE: No.
KRAMER: Do you have any prospects?
GEORGE: No.
KRAMER: You got anything on the horizon?
GEORGE: Uh...no.
KRAMER: Do you have any action at all?
GEORGE: No.
KRAMER: Do you have any conceivable reason for even getting up in the morning?
GEORGE: I like to get the Daily News!
KRAMER: George, it's time for us to grow up - and be men. Not little boys.
GEORGE: Why?
KRAMER: I'm goin' to California. You know, I got the bug.
GEORGE: Yeah, I think I got a touch of something, too.
KRAMER: No, the acting bug. Ever since I was in that Woody Allen movie.
GEORGE: "These pretzels are making me thirsty"? That was one line! You got fired!
KRAMER: I know, I know, but man! I never felt so alive! Now, are you coming with me?
GEORGE: Uh, no, I'm not.
KRAMER: Alright, suit yourself. But let's keep this between us - we're key brothers now.
GEORGE: You're not really gonna go to California, are you?
KRAMER (points to his head): Up here, I'm already gone.

Seinfeld

To Build Trust

15-06-2010

"Really listening and suspending one's own judgment is necessary in order to understand other people on their own terms... This is a process that requires trust and builds trust."

Mary Field Belenky, Women's Ways of Knowing: The Development of Self, Voice, and Mind, p. 187

We Care A Lot

14-06-2010

(We care a lot)
(We care a lot)

(We care a lot) about disasters, fires, floods and killer bees
about the NASA shuttle falling in the sea
(We care a lot) about starvation and the food that Live Aid bought
(We care a lot) about disease, baby Rock Hudson, rock, yeah!

Woow
Woah a woah a oh
Oh, its a dirty job but someones gotta do it
Oh, its a dirty job but someones gotta do it
We care a lot
(We care a lot)

(We care a lot) about the gamblers and the pushers and the geeks
(We care a lot) about the smack and crack and whack that hits the street
(We care a lot) about the welfare of all the boys and girls
(We care a lot) about you people cause we're out to save the world

(YEAH)

Woow, Wooow
Oh, its a dirty job but someones gotta do it
Woah a woah a oh
Oh, its a dirty job but someones gotta do it
Said, its a dirty job but someones gotta do it
Oh, its a dirty job but someones gotta do it

Oh, its a dirty job but someones gotta do it
Woah a woah a oh
Oh, its a dirty job but someones gotta do it
Oh, its a dirty job but someones gotta do it
Said, its a dirty job but someones gotta do it

(We care a lot) about the army navy air force and marines
(We care a lot) about the N.Y. S.F. and L.A.P.D
(We care a lot) about you people
(We care a lot) about your guns
(We care a lot) about the wars you're fighting gee that looks like fun

(We care a lot) about the Garbage Pail Kids, they never lie
(We care a lot) about Transformers cause there's more than meets the eye
(We care a lot) about the little things, the bigger things we top
(We care a lot) about you people yeah you bet we care a lot

YEAH!

(Woah a woah a oh)

Said, its a dirty job but someones gotta do it
Oh, its a dirty job but someones gotta do it

(Woah a woah a oh)

Said, its a dirty job but someones gotta do it
Oh, its a dirty job but someones gotta do it
Said, its a dirty job but someones gotta do it
Oh, its a dirty job but someones gotta do it
Oh, its a dirty job but someones gotta do it
Oh, its a dirty job but someones gotta do it
Oh, its a dirty song but someons gotta sing it now

Faith No more

Loose It?

13-06-2010

Mark: You're going to lose your farm, pal.
Ray Kinsella: Come on, it's so big - I mean, how can you lose something so big?
Annie Kinsella: He misplaced the house once.
Ray Kinsella: Yeah, but it turned up two days later, didn't it?

Field Of Dreams

Fragrance

12-06-2010

"The fragrance always remains in the hand that gives the rose."

Heda Bejar

Better Together

11-06-2010


There's no combination of words
I could put on the back of a postcard,
No song that I could sing
But I can try for your heart,
Our dreams, and they are made out of real things,
Like a shoebox of photographs,
With sepiatone loving,
Love is the answer
At least for most of the questions in my heart ,
Like why are we here? And where do we go?
And how come it's so hard?
It's not always easy,
And sometimes life can be deceiving,
I'll tell you one thing, its always better when we're together

MMM, it's always better when we're together
Yeah, we'll look at the stars when we're together
Well, it's always better when we're together
Yeah, it's always better when we're together

And all of these moments
Just might find their way into my dreams tonight
But I know that they'll be gone,
When the morning light sings
And brings new things,
But tomorrow night you see
That they'll be gone too,
Too many things I have to do,
But if all of these dreams might find their way
Into my day to day scene
I'll be under the impression,
I was somewhere in-between
With only two,
Just me and you
Not so many things we got to do,
Or places we got to be
We'll sit beneath the mango tree now

Yeah, it's always better when we're together
MMM, We're somewhere in-between together
Well, it's always better when we're together
Yeah, it's always better when we're together

MmMMmm MmMMm MmMMm
I believe in memories
They look so, so pretty when I sleep
Hey now, and when, and when I wake up,
You look so pretty sleeping next to me
But there is not enough time,
And there is no, no song I could sing
And there is no combination of words I could say
But I will still tell you one thing,
We're better together

The Keys

10-06-2010

New scene. Jerry's hallway at night. Jerry approaches his door with a girlfriend.

GIRLFRIEND: I'm really happy the movie was sold out.
JERRY: Hey, did you ever pretend there's like, murderers chasing you, and you try and see how fast you can get your keys out and get into your apartment?
GIRLFRIEND: I'm from Witchita, so...
JERRY: Oh. I see. There he is!
GIRLFRIEND: Hurry, Jerry! He's coming! Hurry!
JERRY: The murderers!
GIRLFRIEND: That was close!
JERRY: Did you see the look on that guy's face?
GIRLFRIEND: You were so fast with those keys.
JERRY: Kramer! What the hell are you doing here?!
KRAMER: Hey, Jerry! How are ya? I thought you were going to the movies.
JERRY: All right, that's it. Hand 'em over.
KRAMER: What?
JERRY: What, you know what, the keys. I want the keys. You've lost your key privileges.
KRAMER: Oh, come on!
JERRY: No, come on!
KRAMER: What, what, I thought you went to the movies!
JERRY: It was sold out!
KRAMER: Now how was I supposed to know it was going to be sold out?
JERRY: That's the point.
KRAMER: What point?
JERRY: Just, look, just give the keys.
KRAMER: Just give me another chance!
JERRY: Don't ask me!
KRAMER: I'm asking you!
JERRY: I'm telling you.
KRAMER: You're joking.
JERRY: I'm serious!
KRAMER: It's not going to happen again!
JERRY: Yes it will, now give me those keys!

KRAMER (getting up): O.K., fine, go ahead, you take the keys! But you're going to regret this.

Seinfeld

Shoot Me

09-06-2010

"When I came back to Dublin I was courtmartialed in my absence and sentenced to death in my absence, so I said they could shoot me in my absence."

Brendan Behan - Irish author & dramatist (1923 - 1964)

Call Me

08-06-2010

Colour me your colour, baby
Colour me your car
Colour me your colour, darling
I know who you are
Come up off your colour chart
I know where you're coming from
Call me on the line
Call me call me any anytime
Call me my love you can call me any day or night
Call me
Cover me with kisses, baby
Cover me with love
Roll me in designer sheets
I'll never get enough
Emotions come I don't know why
Cover up love's alibi
Call me on the line
Call me call me any anytime
Call me oh my love
When you're ready we can share the wine
Call me
Ooh, he speaks the languages of love
Ooh, amore, chiamami chiamami.
Oo, appelle-moi mon cherie, appelle-moi
Anytime anyplace anywhere anyway
Anytime anyplace anywhere any day, anyway
Call me my life
Call me call me any anytime
Call me for a ride
Call me call me for some overtime
Take me out and show me off
Put me on the scene
Dress Me in the fashions of the nineteen nighties
You're the man no in between
I know what you words can mean
Call me call me any anytime
Call me for a ride
Call me call me for some overtime
Call me in my life
Call me call me in a sweet design
Call me call me for your lover's lover's alibi
Call me on the line
Call me call me any anytime
Call me
Oh, call me, ooh ooh ah.
Call me my love.
Call me, call me any anytime.

Blondie

Where Dreams Come True

07-06-2010

John Kinsella: Is this heaven?
Ray Kinsella: It's Iowa.
John starts to walk away: Iowa? I could have sworn this was heaven.
Ray Kinsella: Is there a heaven?
John Kinsella: Oh yeah. It's the place where dreams come true.
Ray looks around, seeing his wife playing with their daughter on the porch: Maybe this is heaven.

Field Of Dreams

Embrace It

06-06-2010

"To find fulfillment...don't exist with life - embrace it."

Jim Beggs

Wings Of Reality

05-06-2010

Day by day
Wheels keep turning round
And everynight
Many restless creatures longing for the dawn
To heal away
Their eternal pain...

Hope the saints arrive
Bringing the signs
Of treasures to be found
Now we walk alone
And we've got to know
The secrets all around

Breaking our hearts of stone,
Tasting our lives,
Setting us free to decide...

Wings Of Reality,
Take me higher and higher
Show me the way to be
Free forever with you...
I guess I've found my way
Everyday growing stronger
So many words to say,
So many things to do...

The ghosts get closer to many fears
A beast has awakened here inside...
All we don't know, nobody knows!

...And the pay back is coming someday!!

Angra

That's Enough

04-06-2010



Opening scene: Jerry's apartment in the middle of the night. Jerry comes out of his room. We hear his thoughts.

JERRY's brain: What is it about sleep that makes you so thirsty? Do dreams require liquid? It's not like I'm running a marathon, I'm just lying there. (Jerry notices his door is open) What the hell...? Why is the door open?
(Jerry looks out into the hallway, turns back into his apartment, and runs into Kramer in the dark. They both scream. Kramer turns on the light.)
JERRY: Kramer, what are you doing here!?
KRAMER: Jerry, now calm down, it's okay. I'm sorry. I didn't want to wake you up! Y'know, I was watching "Thirty Seconds Over Tokyo," and I - y'know, I wanted to get some popcorn, and I, uh...I used the spare keys that you gave me to come into your apartment to get your popper.
JERRY: You scared me!
KRAMER: It's just me.
JERRY: That's enough!

Seinfeld

That's Why I Live

03-06-2010

"I have never thought of writing for reputation and honor. What I have in my heart must come out; that is the reason why I compose."

Ludwig van Beethoven - German Romantic composer (1770 - 1827)

My Life

02-06-2010

Walking on the wild side
With my eyes unfold
Very close to the edge
My legs shake constantly

The better thing that I`ll do
Is go straight ahead
Face with no fear
To all that could appear

I`ll choose the way
It`s my decision
I want to choose the best
So I can`t be an illusion

My life, my pain
I have to support it
My life, my gain
I have to deserve it

Keep on going
Trust in what you believe
Don`t let the others
laugh in your face
I have to be strong
and not weak

My life, my pain
I have to support it
My life, my gain
I have to deserve it
My life, its my life

Morbid Death

Dog And A Beer

01-06-2010

Ray Kinsella: Don't you miss being involved?
Terence Mann: I was the East Coast distributor of "involved." I ate it, drank it, and breathed it... Then they killed Martin, Bobby, and they elected Tricky Dick twice, and people like you must think I'm miserable because I'm not involved anymore. Well, I've got news for you. I spent all my misery years ago. I have no more pain for anything. I gave at the office.
Ray Kinsella: So what do you want?
Terence Mann: I want them to stop looking to me for answers, begging me to speak again, write again, be a leader. I want them to start thinking for themselves. I want my privacy.
Ray Kinsella: No, I mean, what do you WANT?
[Gestures to the concession stand they're in front of]
Terence Mann: Oh. Dog and a beer.

Field Of Dreams

The Painter

31-05-2010

"Every artist dips his brush in his own soul, and paints his own nature into his pictures."

Henry Ward Beecher, Proverbs from Plymouth Pulpit, 1887 - US abolitionist & clergyman (1813 - 1887)

Trapézio

30-05-2010

Contamos segundos
Instantes escassos
Caímos mil vezes
Seguidas de abraços ;
A dança é divina
Ela vive no ar
Ela voa sem asas
Não quer aterrar

É bom arriscar o salto,
Planar,
Sentir de novo emoção...
É tão bom
Saber que a morte
É falhar
Voar de encontro à tua mão

Aqui, no trapézio,
A rede é distante
O meu horizonte
É um braço errante ;
Despimos as horas
Perdidos no espaço,
Entre o rugir de um leão
E o choro de um palhaço

É bom arriscar o salto,
Planar,
Sentir de novo emoção...
É tão bom
Saber que a morte
É falhar
Voar de encontro à tua mão

Jorge Palma

Ginsu Knife

29-05-2010

" I bought the Ginsu knife. I did buy the Ginsu knife. I know, you can't believe it, but I did, I swear. I saw it. It was late, I'm watching and it started making sense to me. I'm thinking:

"Yeah, cut through the shoe, cut through the can, yeah. Yeah, I want that."

So I called up the number on the screen, you know and I said, "I'd like to order the Ginsu knife."
And the lady went "Really?
I mean, even the Ginsu people have given up. It's really so sad, you know. I guess, to be honest, if you ned a knife that can cut through a shoe perhaps you're not buying the highest grade of meat available. Maybe you ought to think about not getting the "hoof cut" once in a time.

Seinfeld

Crowd Of Men

28-05-2010

"You cannot make a man by standing a sheep on its hind legs. But by standing a flock of sheep in that position you can make a crowd of men."

Max Beerbohm - English author and satirist (1872 - 1956)

Beyond This Life

27-05-2010

[Headline:] "Murder, young girl killed
Desperate shooting at Echoe`s hill
Dreadful ending, killer died
Evidently suicide"

A witness heard a horrifying sound
He ran to find a woman dead and
Lying on the ground

Standing by her was a man
Nervous, shaking, gun in hand
Witness says he tried to help
But he`d turned the weapon on himself

His body fell across that poor young girl
After shouting out in vain
The witness ran to call for assistance
A sad close to a broken love affair

Our deeds have traveled far
What we have been is what we are

She wanted love forever
But he had another plan
He fell into an evil way
She had to let him down
She said "I can`t love a wayward man"

She may have found a reason to forgive
If he had only tried to change
Was their fatal meeting prearranged?

Had a violent struggle taken place?
There was every sign that lead there
Witness found a switchblade on the ground
Was the victim unaware?
They continued to investigate
They found a note in the killer`s pocket
It could have been a suicide letter
Maybe he had lost her love

I feel there`s only one thing left to do
I'd sooner take my life away than live with losing you

Our deeds have traveled far
What we have been is what we are

All that we learn this time
(What we have been is what we are)
Is carried beyond this life

Dream Theater

Opening Statement

26-05-2010

Arthur Kirkland: The one thing that bothered me, the one thing that stayed in my mind and I couldn't get rid of it, that haunted me, was why. Why would she lie? What was her motive for lying? If my client is innocent, she's lying, why? Was it blackmail? No. Was it jealousy? No. Yesterday I found out why. She doesn't have a motive, you know why? Because she's not lying... And ladies and gentlemen of the jury, the prosecution is not going to get that man today, no, because I'm gonna get him! My client, the Honorable Henry T. Fleming, should go right to fucking jail! The son of a bitch is guilty! That man is guilty! That man, there, that man is a slime! He is a *slime*! If he's allowed to go free, then something really wrong is goin' on here!
Judge Rayford: Mr. Kirkland you are out of order!
Arthur Kirkland: You're out of order! You're out of order! The whole trial is out of order! They're out of order! That man, that sick, crazy, depraved man, raped and beat that woman there, and he'd like to do it again! He *told* me so! It's just a show! It's a show! It's "Let's Make A Deal"! "Let's Make A Deal"! Hey Frank, you wanna "Make A Deal"? I got an insane judge who likes to beat the shit out of women! Whaddya wanna gimme Frank, 3 weeks probation?
Frank Bowers: *Dammit!*
Arthur Kirkland: [to Judge Fleming] You, you sonofabitch, you! You're supposed to *stand* for somethin'! You're supposed to protect people! But instead you rape and murder them![dragged out of court by bailiffs]You killed McCullough! You killed him! Hold it! Hold it! I just completed my opening statement!

...And Justice For All

Right Door

25-05-2010

"You never know till you try to reach them how accessible men are; but you must approach each man by the right door."

Henry Ward Beecher - US abolitionist & clergyman (1813 - 1887)

Fun Things To Fuck (If You're A Winner)

24-05-2010

Fun things to fuck

Fuck the front door, fuck the back
Fuck the good girls with the knack
Fuck the government until they fuck you back
Fuck a muslim, fuck a jew
Fuck fans of blink 182
That's illegal if you were born in '83
yeah, yeah, yeah

Fuck a bean cheese burrito
Fuck a bowl of cookie dough
Fuck the space between the big and neighbor toe
Fuck a cop, fuck a marine
Fuck a jar of vaseline
Fuck a calzone with pepperoni
Fuck a midget, fuck a dwarf
Fuck Chris Cringle with an elf
But before you fuck it all... go fuck yourself!

NOFX

Phony

23-05-2010

Kramer: Oh hey, you know I invited Mike Moffit. You don't mind, do you?
Jerry: No, I like Mike.
Kramer: Yeah, I just got off the phone with him, you know we had a great conversation.
Jerry: Oh yeah? What did you talk about?
Kramer: Well actually we talked about you. Yeah. He had some pretty interesting things to say.
Jerry: Oh yeah? What did he say?
Kramer: You have to know everything, don't you?
Jerry: No, come on, Kramer. What did he say?
Kramer: Why is that? Why do you have to know everything?
Jerry: Kramer, just tell me what the guy said.
Kramer: Beg me.
Jerry: Please, don't make me beg.
Kramer: No no no, I want you to beg me. And I don't want you to say it, I just want you to put some beg into it. Go on.
Jerry: Kramer, please tell me what the guy said.
Kramer: No no no, that's no good. No, I really don't think that's a beg. No, it's close, but uh...
Jerry: Kramer!
Kramer: Look, I can't say anything. You know, the guy told me the stuff in confidence, I'd be betraying a friend.
Jerry: Well you can't just mention it and then not tell me.
Kramer: Alright. I'll tell you but you can't say anything to him.
Jerry: I'm not saying anything, I'm putting it in the vault, I'm locking the vault, it's a vault!
Kramer: He thinks you're a phony.
Jerry: He what?
Kramer: I told you, he thinks you're a phony.
Jerry: A phony? He called me a phony?
Kramer: A big phony. A big one.
Jerry: Why did you tell me that if I can't say anything?!
Kramer: You begged me.

Seinfeld

Diplomacy

22-05-2010

"Diplomacy is the art of saying "Nicce dogggie" until you can find a rock."

Will Rogers

Strange Effect

21-05-2010

You've got this strange effect on me
And I like it

You've got this strange effect on me
And I like it

You make my world seem right
You make my darkness bright, oh yes
You've got this strange effect on me
And I like it, and I like it

And I like the way you kiss me
Don't know if I should
But this feeling it's love and I know it
That's why I feel good


You make my world seem right
You make my darkness bright, oh yes
You've got this strange effect on me
And I like it, and I like it

And I like the way you kiss me
Don't know if I should
But this feeling it's love and I know it
That's why I feel good

and i like it
and i like it

Hooverphonic

Kaleidoscope

20-05-2010


"Our days are a kaleidoscope. Every instant a change takes place in the contents. New harmonies, new contrasts, new combinations of every sort. Nothing ever happens twice alike. The most familiar people stand each moment in some new relation to each other, to their work, to surrounding objects. The most tranquil house, with the most serene inhabitants, living upon the utmost regularity of system, is yet exemplifying infinite diversities."

Henry Ward Beecher - US abolitionist & clergyman (1813 - 1887)

Bald Paradise

19-05-2010

George and Elaine are in Jerry's car. George is wearing a new hat.
George: I really think it looks good.
Elaine: Ten bucks, how can you go wrong?
George: All bald people look good in hats.
Elaine: You should have lived in the twenties and thirties, you know men wore hats all the time then.
George: What a bald paradise that must have been. Nobody knew.

Seinfeld

Vida Malvada

18-05-2010

Adeus vida atinada
Dos horários e das bichas
E das gripes do inverno
E do suor do verão
Adeus vida atinada

Adeus às praias
Cheias de gente
E um beijo pra quem fica

Adeus vida atinada
Ter de dormir sete horas por dia
Ir para o trabalho e ainda é de noite
Sempre o mesmo a todas as horas
Adeus vida atinada
Das mil maneiras de passar fome

Adeus às praias
Cheias de gente
E um beijo pra quem fica

Mudar de roupa, saldar o cabelo
Dormir no carro, todo nu em pelo
Dizer que hoje o dia está perfeito
Pôr óculos de sol a torto e a direito
Pois hoje vou pegar na guitarra
É hoje que eu me faço à estrada

Olá ó vida malvada

Escorrega e desliza
Nessa estrada de vento
Sempre, sempre, sempre

Adeus às praias
Cheias de gente
E um beijo pra quem fica

Xutos & Pontapés

Waiting For An Answer

17-05-2010

Frank Castle - Sometimes I still talk to God. I ask him if what I do is right or wrong. I'm still waiting for an answer.

The Punisher

Not So Rapidly

16-05-2010

Vladimir: That passed the time.
Estragon: It would have passed in any case.
Vladimir: Yes, but not so rapidly.

Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot (1955) - Irish author, dramatist, & novelist in France (1906 - 1989)

Dropped Out

15-05-2010

Sick of alarms that wake me up
I'm sick of school I hate the bus
So fed up with all these daily things
That teacher's push inside my brain
I sit and close my eyes and count the seconds that go past
Just to go home to some dumb asshole that wants to beat my ass
DROPPED OUT --- DROPPED OUT
A shitty day again
My family sucks --- I got no friends
I need a break -- a fast escape
To drop out of the human race
Fuck my school --- screw my work
This town is sucking all I'm worth
I need to fucking drop out man
My backs against the wall!
In a rut just can't tell --- if this is school or really hell
I wanna fucking drop out man --- I wanna end it all
Sick of alarms that wake me up
I'm sick of school I hate the bus
So fed up with all these daily things
That teacher's push inside my brain
DROPPED OUT --- DROPPED OUT

Municipal Waste

Why?!

14-05-2010

Kramer: Hey. I got some bad news for you, buddy. I think your car got stolen again.
Jerry: What are you talking about?
Kramer: Well you parked it on eighty-fourth and Columbus, right?
Jerry: Yeah.
Kramer: Yep, well I just walked by there and that car is gone.
Jerry: Oh yeah, I know.
Kramer: Well, where is it?
Jerry: What's the difference?
Kramer: Well, there's no difference, you know, I'm just curious.
Jerry: You always have to know everything that's going on, don't you?
Kramer: What happened to the car?
Jerry: If I don't tell you it will kill you, won't it?
Kramer: Yeah, yeah, it'll kill me.
Jerry: You have to know, you must know.
Kramer: I must know.
Jerry: Well, I'm not telling you.
Kramer: Oh, come on.
Jerry: Nope. I don't think so.
Kramer: Well, please?
Jerry: Not today, pal.
Kramer: Okay, I beg you.
Jerry: Now see? Just saying beg doesn't make it a real beg. You gotta put some beg into it.
Kramer: Okay, please! Please tell me!
Jerry: Alright, I'll tell you, but your begging needs a lot of work.
Kramer: Okay, okay, what is it? Come on.
Jerry: I loaned the car to George.
Kramer: Ah, George, alright. Well, what for?
Jerry: George and Elaine went to a flea market in Westchester, okay?!
Kramer: Alright.
Jerry: Huh?
Kramer: Huh. I mean, what do they want to go there for?
Jerry: Will you stop it already?!
Kramer: You know, why didn't they ask me to go?
Jerry: I don't know! How am I supposed to know?!
Kramer: What, they don't like me?
Jerry: *I* don't like you!

Seinfeld

Laws

13-05-2010

"It usually takes 100 years to make a law, and then, after it's done its work, it usually takes 100 years to be rid of it."

Henry Ward Beecher - US abolitionist & clergyman (1813 - 1887)

Mourning Air

12-05-2010

Did I see a moment with you
In a half lit world
I'm frightened to believe
But I must try
If I stumble if I fall
I'm reaching out in this mourning air, ohh
Have I got the strength to ask
Beyond the window
I feel this fear alone
Until we have
Total honesty
If I tremble or fall
I'm reaching out in this mourning air, ohh
Should I feel a moment with you
To softly whisper
I crave nothing else so much
Longing to reveal
Total honesty
I can feel your touch
I'm reaching out in this mourning air, ohh
I'm reaching out in this mourning air, ohh

Portishead

I Got No Answer

11-05-2010

Frank Castle - They say that when one person starts talking with God, that person found his way or lost his mind. I'm not looking for a way and I don't care if I lost my mind. I just would like to know if what I'm doing his the right thing. But it doesn't matter how many times I ask, I got no answer. Is that meaning that there's no God or that there's no answer?

The Punisher

Mad

10-05-2010

"We are all born mad. Some remain so."
Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot (1955)- Irish author, dramatist, & novelist in France (1906 - 1989)

Undenied

09-05-2010

Your softly spoken words
Release my whole desire
Undenied
Totally
And so bare is my heart, I can't hide
And so where does my heart, belong
Beneath your tender touch
My senses can't divide
Ohh so strong
My desire
For so bare is my heart, I can't hide
And so where does my heart, belong
Now that I've found you
And seen behind those eyes
How can I
Carry on
For so bare is my heart, I can't hide
And so where does my heart, belong
Belong
Belong
Belong

Portishead

Compact Jeans

08-05-2010

Jerry: At parking lots now they have these 'compact car only' spots, isn't that discrimination against the size of your car? If I want my ass hanging out of the back of my parking spot, that's my business. There are people out there with real asses hanging out of their pants, nobody's stopping them. Nobody goes, "Hey, hold it, sir. Those are compact jeans, you can't pull that in there."

Seinfeld

Sysyphus

07-05-2010

The Wise Man said to me:

"One will never rest... if the Gods insist in confusing him with Sysyphus"

Remember My Name

06-05-2010

You can run, but never hide
You'll always come back to me
Swallow your pride
But if you go, just stay gone
Won't know what you mean to me
Hell and Beyond

I flow through your veins
Like a moth drawn to the flame

You'll never be the same, it's coming to you
Always remember, remember my name
Do you know the game?
''cause I'm the winner
Will you remember, remember my name?

You never knew, it's hard to find
You threw it away and now you're looking behind
But if you will, just hold on
You'll know what you did to me now...that I'm gone

I flow through your veins
Like a moth drawn to the flame

You'll never be the same, it's coming to you
Always remember, remember my name
Do you know the game?
''cause I'm the winner
Will you remember, remember my name?

You'll never be the same, it's coming to you
Always remember, remember my name
Do you know the game?
''cause I'm the winner
Will you remember, remember my name?

Artension

Drowned To The Depths Of The Sea

05-05-2010

Iris - We need to sepak to Norman
Father Justin - Norman was the messenger.
Iris - What did he say?
Father Justin - He said that I should obey the bishop.
Iris - Norman has always done what's best for us.
Father Justin - Yes, I know. He saved us.
Iris - More than once
Father Justin - I Won't ignore the will of God...
Iris - But maybe, it's God speaking to you too. First methodist is your rock. Wait, be patient. Your time will come.
Father Justin - Do you know there was a boy here whose mother abandoned him in the restroom of a five-and-dime?
Iris - No, but...
Father Justin - Or that Polly Ann's father sold her to some man for one dollar? No... of course not. Who wants to dwell on things like that? We never consider the little ones, we only put on our clothes. Who can see the children feeding the endless, ravenous hunger of the textile mill? Mechanical mouths that aren't choosy silken thread. A lock of air. A crap of scalp. Tiny torn fingers. We only turn up the heat. Why think of the boys in the mines crouched over the chutes? For hours they sit, sifting the refuse from the coal, their backs bent. Old men by nine. Black lung by twelve. Coal is heavy and hard. Hands are soft and fragile, crushed. Feet crushed. Skulls crushed. Go for a walk, you'll see them. Boys and girls selling themselves to men and women. A nickel buys a virgin. Some are kept in cages. Babies bought by men who raise them as livestock animals to abuse. Soft flesh to violate, to tear and bite. If anyone causes even one of the little ones who believe in me to sin it would be better for him to have a millstone hung around his neck and be drowned to the depths of the sea! They must open their eyes! They must open their mouths and drown!

Carnivale

Brass Bands

04-05-2010

"Brass bands are all very well in their place - outdoors and several miles away."

Sir Thomas Beecham - English conductor (1879 - 1961)

Chocolate Soldiers

03-05-2010

We all fall down, we all fall down
We all fall down like chocolate soldiers
We all fall down, we all fall down
We all fall down like chocolate soldiers
We all fall down, we all fall down
We all fall down like chocolate soldiers
We all fall down, we all fall down
We all fall down like chocolate soldiers

Well do you like to rumble?
Or do you like to ball
Spew your meat out onto the street
Do you want it all?
You're crying out like babies
You're gonna wake the dead
One man dreams, another man schemes
You're fucking up my head
These pills are making me hazy
This fucking world has gone crazy
Jesus Christ ain't gonna save me...yeah
Sometimes nothing can please me
Sometimes nothing comes easy
Don't let the bastards tease you yeah
I can feel we're all together
Well I can feel we're all together
Well I can feel we're all together

We all fall down, we all fall down
We all fall down like chocolate soldiers
We all fall down, we all fall down
We all fall down like chocolate soldiers
We all fall down, we all fall down
We all fall down like chocolate soldiers
We all fall down, we all fall down
We all fall down like chocolate soldiers

Do you like the good times, or do you want it all?
You get some scag, right out of your head
You're shooting up it all
You're screaming out like crazy...you wanna wake the dead
You grab your case, get out of my face
You're fucking up my head
These pills are making me hazy
This fucking world has gone crazy
Jesus Christ ain't gonna save me...yeah
Sometimes nothing can please me
Sometimes nothing comes easy
Don't let the bastards tease you yeah
I can feel we're all together
Well I can feel we're all together
Well I can feel we're all together

We all fall down, we all fall down
We all fall down like chocolate soldiers
We all fall down, we all fall down
We all fall down like chocolate soldiers
We all fall down, we all fall down
We all fall down like chocolate soldiers
We all fall down, we all fall down
We all fall down like chocolate soldiers

Do you like the feeling when you're getting high
Do you run with a gang when you want to bang
Hey why don't you try
You're shooting up and maybe...you're gonna wake the dead
Well get out of line just one more time
You're fucking up my head
These pills are making me hazy
This fucking world has gone crazy
Jesus Christ ain't gonna save me...yeah
Sometimes nothing can please me
Sometimes nothing comes easy
Don't let the bastards tease you yeah
I can feel we're all together
Well I can feel we're all together
Well I can feel we're all together

We all fall down, we all fall down
We all fall down like chocolate soldiers

The Anti-Nowhere League

The Usher

02-05-2010

Jerry: So baseball season is starting, I'm very excited about that. Ever Sneaked down for better seats at the game and get caught by the usher? When you're a kid it doesn't matter, you're getting chased from every place anyway so... When you're an adult, it's really embarrassing. You have to pretend like there's some kind of confusion. So you put on this whole act. You're looking at the tickets."I don't understand how this could have happened. Let me see. Oh, I see the problem. These are very good seats, I have very bad seats. That's the misunderstanding."

Seinfeld

Animals, Men and.. God

01-05-2010

"I don’t like animals. It’s a strange thing, I don’t like men and I don’t like animals. As for God, he is beginning to disgust me."

Samuel Beckett, "Molloy", 1951 - Irish author, dramatist, & novelist in France (1906 - 1989)

Equilibrium

30-04-2010

The reprisals of the weak against the strong do not really come within nature.
They do from the moral point of view, but not the physical, since to take these reprisals the weak man must employ forces he has not received from nature.
He must adopt a character that he has not been given.
He must, in a way, contstrain nature.
But what does really come from the laws of this wise mother is the harm unto the weak by the strong, since, to bring this process to pass, the strong man makes use only the gift which he has received from nature.
He does not, like the weak, take on a character different from his own.
He merely utilizes the sole effects of that which nature has endowed him.
Therefore, everything resulting from that is natural; his acts of oppression, violence, cruelty, tyranny, injustice: all these diverse expressions of a character engraved in him by the hand of the power which placed him in the world are therefore quite as simple and as
pure as the hand which guided him.
And when he uses all of his rights to oppress the weak, to plunder the weak, he is therefore doing the most natural thing in the world.
If our common mother had desired this equality that the weak strive so hard to establish, if she had really wanted the equitable division of property, why should she have created two classes, one weak, the other strong?
Has she not, with this distinction, given sufficient
proof that her intention was that it should apply to possessions as well as bodily faculties?
Does she not prove that her plan is for everything to be
on one side, and nothing on the other?
And that precisely in order to arrive at the equilibrium that is the sole basis of all our laws, for in order that this equilibrium may exist in nature, it is not necessary that it be made to establish it.
Their equilibrium upsets that nature.
What, in our eyes, seems to us to go against it, is exactly that which, in hers, establishes it.
And for this reason, it is from this lack of balance, as we call it, that are produced the crimes by which she establishes her order.
The strong seize everything; that is the lack of balance, from man's point of view.
The weak defend themselves and rob the strong; there you have the crimes which establish the equilibrium necessary to nature.
Let us therefore not have any scruples about what we can filch from the weak, for it is not we who are
committing a crime.
It is the act of defense, or vengeance, performed by he
which has that character.
By robbing the poor, dispossessing the orphan, usurping the widow's inheritance, man is only making use of the rights he has received from nature.
The crime that consists in our profit from them, the penniless wretch that nature offers unto our blows is the prey she offers the vulture.
If the strong appear to disturb her order by robbing
those beneath them, the weak reestablish it by robbing their superiors, and both are serving nature.

Boyd Rice & Death In June

Crazy

29-04-2010

Sheryl (To Frank) - He was snorting heroin.
Frank (to Grandpa) - You were snorting heroin
Grandpa (in response to Frank, aimed at Dwayne) - Let me tell ya, don't do that stuff. When you're young you're crazy to do that shit.
Frank (to Grandpa) - Well what about you?
Grandpa (to Frank) What about me? When you're old you're crazy no to do it.

Little Miss Sunshine

Musicologist

28-04-2010

"A musicologist is a man who can read music but can't hear it."

Sir Thomas Beecham - English conductor (1879 - 1961)

Waracle

27-04-2010

echoes of a thousand screams
smoke, blood and fire
a deserted battlefield
millions of men will die
at one man's desire
and the docile mass will yield

all through the ages
men will die before their time
in an everlasting war
as long as man is taught
that war is not a crime
man will fight for evermore

out of the ashes
a war-lord will arise
and tyrannize the land
his reign of terror
will cost many a sacrifice
an inferno is at hand

all through the centuries
men will be caged
in the name of liberty
as long as man shall live
wars will be waged
or will we ever be set free?
Set me free!

the road to ruin
gets shorter all the time
as technology will improve
it takes but one man
to commit the ultimate crime
and make the final move

Ayreon

American Way Of Life

26-04-2010

Keyes: By your actions, sir, you are risking the future of the human race!
General Sline: To guarantee the American way of life, I'm willing to take that risk.

Spies Like Us

Fail Better

25-04-2010

"Ever tried? Ever failed? No Matter, try again, fail again, Fail better."

Samuel Beckett - Irish author, dramatist, & novelist in France (1906 - 1989)

Third World Genocide

24-04-2010

People are starving when there's no need
Food is wasted yet there's mouths to feed

Spend more money on Third World nations
And end all world starvation

Redirect the finances and fee the poor
Stop spending money on weapons and war

We could clothe and house those in need
People not profit end all the greed

Extreme Noise Terror

Big Pop-In Guy

23-04-2010

ELAINE: (on intercom) It's Elaine.
JERRY: Come on up.
NINA: Elaine?
JERRY: ...Yeah.
NINA: (rolling eyes) This person does not believe in telephones, does she?
JERRY: She likes the pop-in. I've told her how I hate the pop-in. (pointing to George) He likes the pop-in, too.
GEORGE: I just popped in now. I'm a big pop-in guy.

Seinfeld

That Day Will Come

22-04-2010

The Wise Man said to me:

"Even though one can not win the war against time, he will always fight battle after battle thinking that that day will come"

In My Defence

21-04-2010

In my defence, what is there to say?
All the mistakes we've made must be faced today
It's not easy now, knowing where to start
While the world we love tears itself apart

I'm just a singer with a song
How can I try to right the wrong?
For just a singer with a melody
I'm caught in between, with a fading dream

In my defence, what is there to say?
We destroy the love, it's our way
We never listen enough, never face the truth
Then like a passing song, love is here
And then it's gone

I'm just a singer with a song
How can I try to right the wrong?
For just a singer with a melody
I'm caught in between, with a fading dream

I'm just a singer with a song
How can I try to right the wrong?
For just a singer with a melody
I'm caught in between, with a fading dream
Caught in between, with a fading dream
Caught in between, with a fading dream

Oh what on Earth, Oh what on Earth
How do I try
Do we live or die?
Oh help me God.
Please help me!

Freddie Mercury

Impress Them

20-04-2010

[Emmett Fitz-Hume and Austin Millbarge are surrounded by Ninja warriors]
Austin Millbarge: Show some balls, man!
Emmett Fitz-Hume: I think it's too late to try and impress them.

Spies Like Us

Fail Better

19-04-2010

"Ever tried? Ever failed? No Matter, try again, fail again, Fail better."

Samuel Beckett - Irish author, dramatist, & novelist in France (1906 - 1989)

Blind Curve

18-04-2010

A) vocal under a bloodlight

Last night you said I was cold, untouchable
A lonely piece of action from another town
I just want to be free, I'm happy to be lonely
Can't you stay away?
Just leave me alone with my thoughts
Just a runaway, just a runaway, I'm saving myself

B) passing strangers

Strung out below a necklace of carnival lights
Cold moan, held on the crest of the night
I'm too tired to fight

So now we're passing strangers, at single tables
Still trying to get over, still trying to write love songs for passing strangers
All those passing strangers

And the twinkling lies, all those twinkling lies
Sparkle with the wet ink on the paper

C) mylo

Oh I remember toronto when mylo went down
And we sat and we cried on the phone
I never felt so alone
He was the first of our own
Some of us go down in a blaze of obscurity
Some of us go down in a haze of publicity
The price of infamy, the edge of insanity

Another holiday inn, another temporary home
And an interviewer threatened me with a microphone
'talk to me, won't you tell me your stories.'

So I talked about conscience and I talked about pain
And he looked out the window and it started to rain
I thought maybe I've already gone crazy
So I reached for a bottle and he reached for the door
And I picked up the sleeping pills crushed on the floor
Inviting me to a casual obscenity

D) perimeter walk

It would be incredible if we could retrace all the times that we lived here
All the collisions
Wasted, I've never been so wasted
I've never been this far out before

Perimeter walk
There's a presence here
I feel could have been ancient, I could have been mystical

There's a presence
A childhood, my childhood
My childhood, childhood
A misplaced childhood
My childhood, a misplaced childhood
Give it back to me, give it back to me
A childhood, that childhood, that childhood, that childhood, that childhood
Oh please give it back to me

E) threshold

I saw a war widow in a launderette
Washing the memories from her husband's clothes
She had medals pinned to a threadbare greatcoat
A lump in her throat with cemetery eyes

I see convoys curbcrawling west german autobahns
Trying to pick up a war
They're going to even the score
Oh... I can't take any more
I see black flags on factories
Soup ladies poised on the lips of the poor
I see children with vacant stares, destined for rape in the alleyways
Does anybody care, I can't take any more!
Should we say goodbye?
Hey

I see priests, politicians?
The heroes in black plastic body-bags under nations' flags
I see children pleading with outstretched hands, drenched in napalm, this is no vietnam

I can't take any more, should we say goodbye
How can we justify?
They call us civilised!

Marillion

She Sees Something In Him

17-04-2010

GEORGE: (bursting out of the bathroom, fumbling with his fly) Button fly! Why do they put buttons on a fly? It takes ten minutes to get these things open!
JERRY: I like the button fly.
GEORGE: (incredulous) What?
JERRY: That is one place on my wardrobe I do not need sharp interlocking metal teeth. It’s like a mink trap down there. (beat) What are you doing today?
GEORGE: Nothing.
JERRY: I have to go meet Nina. Want to come up to her lot, check out her paintings?
GEORGE: I don’t get art.
JERRY: There’s nothing to get.
GEORGE: Well, it always has to be explained to me, and then I have to have someone explain the explanation.
JERRY: She does a lot of abstract stuff. In fact she's painting Kramer right now.
GEORGE: What for?
JERRY: She sees something in him.
GEORGE: So do I, but I wouldn't hang it on a wall.

Seinfeld

Metamorphosis

16-04-2010

"Any transition serious enough to alter your definition of self will require not just small adjustments in your way of living and thinking but a full-on metamorphosis."

Martha Beck, O Magazine, Growing Wings, January 2004

Pra Onde Vai?

15-04-2010

Mais uma vida jogada fora
Um coração que já não bate mais, descanse em paz
Sonhos que vão embora, antes da hora
Sonhos que ficam pra trás

Pra onde vai você? Pra onde vai? Pra onde vai o sol quando a noite cai?

E agora?

A dor é do tamanho de um prédio
A casa sem ele vai ser um tédio.
A dor é do tamanho de um prédio.

Não tem remédio, não tem explicação, não tem volta
Os amigos não aceitam, o irmão se revolta
A família não acredita no que aconteceu
Ninguém consegue entender porque o garoto morreu
Tiraram da gente um jovem tão inocente
E a sua avó que era crente hoje tem raiva de Deus
O seu pai ficou mais velho, mais sério e mais triste
E a mãe simplesmente não resiste
Além do filho, perdeu o seu amor pela vida
E à nora agora tem tendências suicidas
E a namoradinha com quem sonhava se casar
Todo mundo toda hora tem vontade de chorar
Quando se lembra dos planos que o garoto fazia
Ele dizia: "Eu quero ser alguém um dia"
Sonhava com o futuro desde menino
Ninguém podia imaginar o seu destino
Mais uma vítima de um mundo violento
Se Deus é justo, então quem fez o julgamento?

Pra onde vai você? Pra onde vai? Pra onde vai o sol quando a noite cai?

Por quê um jovem que vivia sorridente perde a sua vida assim tão de repente?
Logo um cara que adorava viver
Realmente é impossível entender
E nenhuma resposta vai ser capaz de trazer de novo a paz à família do rapaz
Nunca mais suas vidas serão como antes
E eles olham o seu retrato na estante
Aquele brilho no olhar e o jeitão de criança
Agora não passam de uma lembrança
E a esperança de que ele esteja bem, seja onde for, não diminui o vazio que ele deixou
É insuportável quando chega o seu aniversário
E as suas roupas no armário parecem esperar que ele volte de surpresa
Pra ocupar o seu lugar vazio à mesa
A tristeza às vezes é tão forte...*
A tristeza às vezes é tão forte que é mais fácil fingir que não houve morte
Porque sempre que ele chega pra matar as saudades
Ele vem com aquela cara de felicidade
Alegrando os sonhos e querendo dizer que a sua alma nunca vai envelhecer
E que sofrer não é a solução
É melhor manter acesa a chama no coração
E a certeza na mente de que um dia se encontrarão novamente.

Pra onde vai você? Pra onde vai? Pra onde vai o sol quando a noite cai?

Gabriel O Pensador

Damn!

14-04-2010

Russian Interregator #2: Every minute you don't tell us why you are here, I cut off a finger.
Emmett Fitz-Hume: Mine or yours?
Russian Interregator #2: Yours.
Emmett Fitz-Hume: Damn!

Spies Like Us

Stain On Silence

13-04-2010

"Each word seemed to me an unnecessary stain on silence of nothingness."

Samuel Beckett
Irish author, dramatist, & novelist in France (1906 - 1989)

Citizen

12-04-2010

Citizen!
Whence came your voice
Your right to speak?
Is there a purpose to your tongue
And gnawing teeth?
I ask thee;
How deep and hollow
Is your mouth?
What lie is too decayed
For you to stomach?

With humility and obedience
You pride yourself
Evasive and lukewarm
Until the end

Citizen!
The interdependent morality
Of your collective
Made too soft the bed
In which you lie.
I ask thee;
Do you acknowledge
Your own fragility
When you sleep
To server the "Great Good"?

United in fear
Lives "hard to bear"
Illusions that "we are all peers"

I preach not for understanding
In you I have no faith
I spit at you my truth;
That you are the burden of my heritage.

For herein lies the irony
There is neither room
Nor air
For the wakeful fire
In your precious world
Of equality

Citizen!
You are truly faithful
To tradition
When you crucify
Those whose voices burn
Alas
A hundred years from now
You recite and corrupt
Their epitaphs
To crucify another.

Isahn

I Better Buy The Ratchet Set

11-04-2010

Jerry: A man is paralysed, mentally, by a beautiful woman.And advertisers really take advantage of this. Don't you love those ads where you see the woamn in the bikini next to the 32-piece ratchet set, you know and she's...? you know, we look at the girl with the bikini and look at the ratchet set going " all right, if she's next to the ratchet set and I had that ratchet set... I wonder if that would mean... I better just buy that ratchet set!"

Seinfeld

Essential Being

10-04-2010

"The really potent part of love is that it allows you to carry around beliefs about yourself that make you feel special, desirable, precious, innately good. Your lover couldn't have seen [these qualities] in you, even temporarily, if they weren't part of your essential being."

Martha Beck, O Magazine, February 2003

Crumbling Down (Give Up Hope)

09-04-2010

Like roses wither so does hope
as we approach our final fate
A new dawn of man?
Oh no, can't you feel, the End is on its way...

It's all over, said and done, haven't you heard?
We are living our last days in this world
Oh, Give Up Hope, do it now
the world is coming Crumbling Down

we have passed
the point of No Return by far
and swept away the last sheds of hope
A new dawn of man?
Oh no, can't you feel, the End is on its way...

It's all over, said and done, haven't you heard?
We are living our last days on this earth
Oh, your days are over!
Your world is finished!

Down down down down
Thy kingdom gone
Down down down down
My kingdom come

This is it
This is the End

Free at last

Sentenced

Let That Be A Lesson To You

08-04-2010

Russian Interregator #1: Why are you here?
Emmett Fitz-Hume: Why am I here? Why are you here? Why is anybody here? I think it was Jean-Paul Sartre who once said... how do you spell spell Sartre? [soldier slaps him] Owww... and let that be a lesson to you.

Spies Like Us

Fear

07-04-2010

"At their core, women fear that men will kill them. At their core, men fear that women will laugh at them."

Gavin de Becker, The Gift of Fear

Safe Home

06-04-2010

I've been down this road once or twice before
through the open door
i come falling through it
there's a sign post up ahead
like a watershed
and it opens my eyes
ways, for me to begin
to be born again
and knowing for the first time
ways, all so differently
shine for me to see
the better man that I am

I've been places in my head
behind me worse than what's ahead
and on my path just like a dream
takes me from the inbetween
from out of nowhere you came strong as stone
and now I'll never have to be alone
what it is I know

you have always been my safe home
I walk, I run, I burn out into you
you have always been my safe home
my whole world has moved on

i know what i am and I'll always be
your reality, is better than I could dream
all my fears turn from black to white
and i'd stand and fight
the whole world for you
faith, and destiny
I never did believe
my only god is love and
faith, what I see in you
and I can hold it true
like a weight in my hand


Anthrax

People Like Us

05-04-2010

Kramer: Hey, you know who owns that car?
Jerry: What car?
Kramer: The one that was hit a couple of nights ago.
Jerry: Yeah who?
Kramer: That blond across the street. You know the one with the long ponytail, she wears those blue sweatpants.

(Jerry stands up and walks toward kitchen)

Jerry: The blond with the blue sweatpants! Yeah, I think I've seen her.

(Elaine nods, smiling)
Elaine: Well I've got to get going. I'm meeting a guy with grey sweatpants.

(Elaine walks out door, Kramer follows)

Kramer: Wait, wait, wait, how do you know it's not John Tesh?

(Jerry closes door behind them, then runs over to George very excited)

Jerry: The blond with the blue sweatpants!
George: Well, who is she?
Jerry: I've had a crush on this woman for year! I've always been afraid to approach her! She looks like she belongs on one of these Hallmark cards.
George: Oh right, right! The blue sweatpants! Gees, it's too bad you can't say anything because of Angela.

(Jerry sits down, disgruntled, flips aimlessly through a magazine)

Jerry: Oh yeah. Too bad. Angela. Lousy thug. I mean what kind of sick person does something like that? That woman belongs in prison! I mean, I actually owe it to society to do something about this! I can't sit by and allow this to go on. It's a moral issue is what it is!

(Jerry and George are both pointing their fingers at each other)

George: You can't compromise your principles!
Jerry: How am I going to live with myself?!
George: Can't live!
Jerry: I'm not religious, but I certainly know where to draw the line!
George: This country needs more people like you!
Jerry: Don't sell yourself short saying 'God bless you' to every Tom, Dick and Harry in great personal risk.
George: I believe strongly in that as you know.
Jerry: There should be more people like us.
George: That's why the world's in the shape it's in.
Jerry: You're telling me.

(Jerry and George both flip pages simultaneously and start reading their
magazines)

Seinfeld

Mine And Only Mine

04-04-2010

"The power to bring me out of solitude - or to push me back into it - had never belonged to another person. It was mine and only mine."

Martha Beck, O Magazine, February 2003