♪ ♪
(Distant traffic sounds)
(Traffic sounds grow louder)
(Helicopter blades whirring in distance)
(Distant siren wailing)
♪ ♪
(Water lapping quietly)
♪ ♪
Nemo: When I was a kid,
my teacher asked, what are the three things
that I would save from my house if it were on fire.
I answered: My sketchbook,
my ac/dc album and my cat Groucho.
♪ ♪
I didn't mention my parents or my sister.
Of course, most of the other kids did.
Does that make me a bad person?
♪ ♪
My cat died,
I lent that ac/dc album to a guy named kojo
and I never saw it again.
But the sketchbook I kept.
♪ ♪
Cats die.
Music fades.
But art is for keeps.
(Helicopter blades whirring)
Pilot (over radio): Hey, guys, two minutes to drop-off.
Proceeding as planned.
Number three, all good?
Number three (over radio): All according to plan.
I'm in position.
Computer's online.
Pilot: Final approach to target.
In position in five, four, three,
two, one.
- Number one, go, go! - (Blades whirring loudly)
- (Metallic clasps clicking) - (Feet thud on ground)
(Helicopter flying away)
(Clicking, rustling)
(Traffic sounds in distance)
(Zipper whizzes)
(Distant sirens wailing)
Number three (over radio): Open sesame in three, two, one.
(Clunking, whirring)
(Steady beeping)
(Over radio): Proceed to step two,
deactivate the security system.
(Steady beeping continues)
Nemo (mutters): Six, one, three.
(Beeping stops)
Number three (over radio): Seven minutes and counting.
There we are.
(Grunts quietly)
Boo.
(Running footsteps)
That's fucking weird.
Number three, come in.
- (Over radio): Roger. - The self-portrait isn't here.
You what?
I found the three other schieles like clockwork,
but no self-portrait.
No self-portrait?
Nemo: Yeah, I'm in the master bedroom
and there's another painting where it should be.
(Over radio): That's impossible.
Go check the video installation room.
(Over radio): Four minutes and counting.
(Rapid beeping, whirring)
I'm in the video installation room.
There's no paintings here.
(Over radio): Are you sure?
(Woman speaks indistinctly over video)
Uh, pretty sure.
Look again.
Man, the self-portrait is not here.
- (Man speaking over video) - Where the fuck is it, then?
How the fuck should I know?
Maybe he took it with him to Kazakhstan.
Of course he didn't take it to Kazakh-fucking-Stan.
-(Groans) -There's no way he took it on a business trip.
What do you want me to do?
That piece was worth three million, man.
Damn it.
We're out of time. Take what you got and go.
(Breathing heavily)
Number three, come in.
I'm at the door. You hacked in?
(Over radio): I am in.
Here's the activation code.
Are you ready?
Nemo: Ready.
-(Over radio): Three, one, -one.
-Six, zero, -six.
- Seven, two. - Zero, seven, two.
(Over radio): Activate.
- Activate. - (Rapid beeping)
(Over radio): Oh, fuck.
Automated voice: System malfunction.
- What? - (Alarm blaring)
Come on, guys.
- System malfunction. - Nemo: What's happening?
What's going on?!
(Over radio): I don't know what's happening, man.
-I've lost access! -What the hell? What's happening?!
(Over radio): I don't understand!
- (Alarm continues blaring) - Damn it!
- Nemo: Oh, goddamn! - This isn't supposed to happen!
(Alarm continues blaring)
Automated voice: System malfunction.
(Continues thudding against window)
(Alarm continues blaring)
System malfunction.
- (Muffled alarm blaring) - (Traffic sounds)
- (Muffled grunt) - (Muffled thud)
- (Alarm blaring loudly) - Malfunction.
(Thudding loudly)
System malfunction.
- System malfunction. - (Thudding continues)
(Over radio): Go back to that main door.
- Try it now, again. - System malfunction.
(Alarm continues blaring)
- (Thudding against door) - (Nemo grunting)
System malfunction.
- (Pounding on door) - Nemo: It's locked.
It won't open.
- System malfunction. - It won't open!
Come in, number three! Come in!
(Over radio): I don't know what to do, man.
System malfunction.
(Over radio): I'm sorry. You're on your own.
Come in!
(Over radio): Over and out.
System malfunction.
(Alarm continues blaring)
System mal...
(Alarm continues blaring)
(Blaring alarm becomes muffled)
♪ ♪
- (Heart beating rhythmically) - (Muffled blaring continues)
(Muffled blaring continues)
(Muffled thudding)
(Muffled grunting)
(Muffled blaring continues)
(Alarm continues blaring loudly)
(Strained grunting)
(Loud blaring continues)
- (Blaring stops) - (Sighs heavily)
(Speaker clatters)
(Grunts, sighs)
(Exhales heavily)
(Sighs)
♪ ♪
(Grunts softly)
(Grunts)
♪ ♪
(Continues hacking at door)
Come on, baby.
Ah, here you go. Here you go.
(Muttering): Come on.
(Continues muttering quietly)
(Continues hacking at door)
(Nemo grunting)
(Monitor beeps)
(Buzzing)
(Panting)
(Air whooshing softly)
Huh?
(Sighs)
Fucking heat.
(Air continues whooshing softly)
(Slurps)
(Pipes gurgling)
- (Igniters clicking) - Come on.
(Groans softly)
(Sighs)
Automated voice: Hi there.
How about an egg white omelet aux fines herbes
and an avocado and mint smoothie?
Only ten percent of your daily calor...
Automated voice: Hi there.
- You are low on supplies. - (Sighs)
Consult the smart home groceries monitor.
♪ Dale a tu cuerpo alegría, Macarena ♪
♪ que tu cuerpo es pa' darle alegría y cosa buena ♪
♪ Dale a tu cuerpo alegría, Macarena ♪
- ♪ hey, Macarena... ♪ - (Music stops)
Automated voice: Hi there. Friendly reminder.
Do not leave the fridge door open
for longer than 20 seconds.
- (Hacking at door) - (Monitor trilling quietly)
(Nemo sighing)
(Hacking continues)
(Exhales heavily)
(Metallic tapping)
(Breathing heavily)
(Trilling)
- (Radio clicks) - Come in, number three.
Come in, number three.
(Low chatter, radio static)
Number three, come in.
(Radio static hisses quietly)
Automated voice: Hi there. You are low on supplies.
Consult the smart home groceries monitor.
There's some vodka.
Party time.
(Sets items on counter)
♪ Dale a tu cuerpo alegría, Macarena... ♪
(Music stops)
(Static crackles over TV, man speaking indistinctly)
(Man on TV continues indistinctly)
(Static crackles)
(Woman speaking indistinctly)
(Distorted crowd cheering)
(Distorted woman moaning)
(Sighs quietly)
♪ ♪
(Sighs)
(Groans softly)
(Sniffs)
(Water lapping gently)
♪ ♪
(Helicopter blades whirring)
(Blades whirring loudly)
(Whirring continues)
(Panting)
(Helicopter passing)
(Panting)
(Helicopter departing)
(Soft rustling)
♪ ♪
(Wind whistling)
(Trills, beeps quietly)
(Air whooshing softly)
(Sighing)
(Exhales heavily)
(Radio static, low chatter)
Number three, come in.
(Low, indistinct chatter over radio)
Number three, come in.
(Breathes deeply)
(Sighs)
(Rustling)
(Sighs)
(Medal jingles)
I've got the pritzker prize.
What the fuck have you done?
(Continues hitting glass)
(Exhales heavily)
(Sighs)
(Urinating)
(Sighs)
(Watch rattling on glass)
(Clacking)
- (Yells) - (Sharp clack)
(Exhales heavily)
(Sighs)
♪ ♪
(Panting)
(Strained grunting)
(Grunts)
(Panting)
(Strained grunting)
(Panting)
(Grunting)
(Grunts)
(Coughs)
(Grunts, sighs)
(Exhales heavily)
(Sighs)
♪ ♪
(Water dripping)
(Sighs)
♪ ♪
(Spits)
(Sniffs)
(Helicopter blades whirring in distance)
(Helicopter passing)
(Sighs heavily)
(Pipes gurgling)
(Clicking)
♪ ♪
(Moans quietly)
(Crunching)
(Slurps)
(Slurps, gulps)
(Loud crashing)
(Panting)
(Grunting)
(Pants)
(Grunts)
(Rattling)
♪ ♪
(Siren wailing in distance)
(No audio)
♪ ♪
(Pencil continues scratching on paper)
(Pencil scratching on paper)
(Laughs softly)
Hmm.
What are you eating? Is...
Oh, fuck. Ah.
(Sighs)
Oh, there she is.
There you are.
(Sighs)
Hmm.
(Quietly): Ah, fuck, fuck, fuck.
Fuck.
(Monitor trilling quietly)
Oh, man.
Cool.
(Grunts softly)
(Groaning): Oh. Oh.
(Trilling quietly)
(Objects clattering)
Fucking guy has everything but a can opener.
Ah, fuck!
(Cries out, hisses through teeth)
(Inhales sharply)
Ah, fuck.
(Breathing heavily)
(Fingers squeak)
(Slurping)
(Moans, crunching)
♪ Dale a tu cuerpo alegría, Macarena ♪
♪ que tu cuerpo es pa' darle alegría y cosa buena ♪
♪ Dale a tu cuerpo alegría, Macarena ♪
♪ hey, Macarena ♪
♪ Dale a tu cuerpo alegría, Macarena ♪
- (Breathing heavily) - ♪ que tu cuerpo es pa' darle ♪
♪ alegría y cosa buena ♪
-Oh, god. -♪ Dale a tu cuerpo alegría, Macarena ♪
♪ hey, Macarena ♪
♪ now, don't you worry about my boyfriend ♪
♪ a boy whose name is vitorino ♪
♪ ha! I don't want him, couldn't stand him ♪
♪ he was no good, so I... (Laughter) ♪
♪ Now, come on, what was I supposed to do? ♪
♪ He was out of town and his two friends ♪
- (Crying) - ♪ were so fine ♪
♪ Dale a tu cuerpo alegría, Macarena ♪
♪ que tu cuerpo es pa' darle alegría y cosa buena ♪
♪ Dale a tu cuerpo alegría, Macarena ♪
♪ hey, Macarena ♪
♪ Dale a tu cuerpo alegría, Macarena ♪
♪ que tu cuerpo es pa' darle alegría y cosa buena ♪
♪ Dale a tu cuerpo alegría, Macarena ♪
♪ hey, Macarena ♪
♪ ah, ah, ah, ah... ♪
(Music stops)
- (Thunder crashing) - (Rain pattering)
(Wind whistling)
(Grunts)
♪ ♪
(Thunder rumbling)
(Distant siren wailing)
(Rain pattering)
(Pattering rain grows louder)
- (Grunting) - (Thumping)
(Metallic tapping)
(Tapping continues)
(Metallic clink)
(Grunts)
(Panting)
(Water spraying)
(Breathing heavily)
(Gasps, moans)
(Sighs)
(Grunts)
(Breathing gently)
(Moans)
(Sighs)
(Laughing)
(Laughing grows louder)
(Grunts)
(Curtain rings clatter)
♪ ♪
(Grunting)
(Grunts)
♪ ♪
(Grunts)
(Rattling)
(Mutters): Okay.
♪ ♪
(Mutters): Okay.
♪ ♪
(Trilling quietly)
(Humming quietly)
(Sucking on fingers)
- (Glass clinks on table) - (Sighs)
(Pencil scratching on paper)
Hey.
(Laughs)
(Short laugh)
(Pencil scratching on paper)
A... s...
M... I...
N... e.
♪ ♪
Honey.
Oh, fuck.
(Coughs softly)
(Pencil scratching on paper)
♪ ♪
Oh. Oh.
(Gasps)
No.
(Whimpers)
No.
(Panting)
(Grunting)
Hey!
Hey! Hey!
(Grunting breathlessly)
(Panting)
(Quietly): Come on, honey.
(Pleading): Open the door, please.
Baby.
Come on, honey.
Come on!
(Quietly): Come on.
♪ ♪
(Mutters quietly)
(Panting)
(Quietly): Oh, fuck.
Hey. Hey!
(Trilling)
- (Beeps) - (Air vent clunks)
(Air whooshing softly)
(Whooshing continues)
(Trilling)
(Whooshing)
(Grunts softly)
(Air whooshing harder)
(Gasps)
(Grunts softly)
(Moans softly)
(Whooshing air continues)
(Moaning softly)
♪ ♪
(People shouting indistinctly, distantly)
(Indistinct shouting continues)
♪ ♪
(No audio)
♪ ♪
(Grunts)
(Sighs)
(Trilling)
(Beeps)
(Whistling simple tune)
(Whistling continues)
(Groans in disgust)
(Resumes whistling)
(Helicopter blades whirring in distance)
(Helicopter blades whirring nearby)
(Whistling)
♪ Dale a tu cuerpo alegría, Macarena ♪
♪ que tu cuerpo es pa' darle alegría y cosa buena ♪
♪ Dale a tu cuerpo alegría, Macarena ♪
(Sings along): ♪ hey, Macarena! ♪
♪ Dale a tu cuerpo alegría, Macarena ♪
♪ que tu cuerpo es pa' darle alegría y cosa buena ♪
♪ Dale a tu cuerpo alegría, Macarena ♪
(Sings along): ♪ hey, Macarena! ♪
♪ Now, don't you worry about my boyfriend ♪
♪ a boy whose name is vitorino ♪
♪ ha! I don't want him, couldn't stand him ♪
♪ he was no good, so I... (Laughter) ♪
♪ Now, come on, what was I supposed to do? ♪
- ♪ He was out of town ♪ - (sighs)
♪ And his two friends were so fine ♪
♪ Dale a tu cuerpo alegría, Macarena. ♪
(Short laugh)
(Door rattling)
(Straining)
(Grunts)
(Humming simple tune)
(Sighs)
(Metal tools rattle)
(Structure clattering)
(Sharp clank)
(Grunts in frustration)
(Panting)
(Grunting loudly)
(Tapping continues)
(Strained grunting)
(Tapping continues, debris falling)
(Scraping frame)
(Grunts)
(Spitting)
♪ ♪
(Groans softly)
(Inhales deeply)
♪ ♪
Nemo: Good evening, everybody. Uh...
Tonight we're gonna be preparing a ve... quite simple,
but quite delicious, uh, pasta dish.
Uh, we're going to start out with some filtered water
from our favorite source,
the, uh, little vegetation area there.
Okay.
Now I'm going to the package of pasta.
We're gonna take some of this...
Uh, fusilli pasta,
pasta de semola di grano duro,
and, uh, let that soak
for about, I don't know, 24 hours.
Over here, we've already prepared
this, uh... (Clicks tongue)
Rigatoni, I guess it is,
and, uh, we're gonna see how it tastes right now.
Soft, uh, definitely, al dente.
(Chuckles softly)
Uh, it's not bad, it's not bad.
(Trilling quietly)
(Beeps)
(Static crackles over TV, man speaking indistinctly)
(Smacking lips)
Nemo: No.
Hey, Gladys.
Looking good.
Out for a little shopping?
Ramon.
¿Qué pasa?
(Laughs): Hey.
Looking good.
Jasmine?
It's your lunch break.
Where are you?
- (Tapping on dish) - Hey.
Who's that?
(Chuckling)
Funny guy.
Yeah, friend of yours?
(Mutters)
(Sighs)
(Scraping)
(Drops tool)
(Panting softly)
(Debris clattering)
(Strained grunting)
Oh, f... fuck!
(Sighs, breathes heavily)
♪ ♪
Uh, okay.
I see you. I see you.
I got you. Oh.
♪ This will pass ♪
♪ give me the gas ♪
♪ fall on your ass. ♪
Got ya!
(Imitating gunshots)
Olly olly in free. Everybody's dead.
(Sighs)
(Grunting rhythmically)
(Exhales heavily)
(Monitor trilling quietly)
(Grunts softly)
(Beeps)
(Sighs)
(Groans)
(Blows into hand)
(Low chatter, radio static)
(Clicking buttons)
(Radio beeping)
- (Radio beeps off) - (Sighs)
♪ ♪
(Groans)
(Clinking)
(Gasps)
(Grunts quietly)
♪ ♪
(Sighs)
(Tapping rhythmically)
(Grunting rhythmically along with tapping)
(Tapping continues, debris falling)
- (Tapping stops) - (Strained grunting)
(Grunting)
- (Grunting) - (Tapping resumes)
(Grunting rhythmically)
♪ ♪
(No audio)
♪ ♪
(Breathing quietly)
(Wings rustling)
(Wind whistling)
(Wings fluttering)
(Inhales deeply)
(Cooing quietly)
Go to tompkins square park
and look for a guy named Danny c.
He's usually near the basketball courts.
Usually there in the late afternoon.
Tell him...
That I'm stuck here.
No one's come.
(Cooing)
Do that for me.
(Chuckles)
Nobody here but us pigeons.
Right? Right?!
Right?! Right?!
(Cooing)
(Grunts softly)
(Snaps cap on marker)
(Rattling)
(Hacking at wood)
(Hacking continues)
(Bangs loudly)
(Exhales heavily)
(Grunts)
(Sighs softly)
(Object sliding on floor)
(Wood creaking)
(Breathing heavily)
♪ ♪
Fucking self-portrait.
(Yelling)
Oh, fuck!
(Groans, panting)
(Breathing slows)
What? Wh...
What the fuck?
What the...
♪ ♪
- (Creaking) - (Grunts)
♪ ♪
"Opposition is true friendship."
(Sighs)
♪ ♪
(Breathing heavily)
(Quietly): You.
(Gasps)
♪ ♪
(Sighs)
(Pencil scratching on paper)
Jasmine?
No. Hey!
Goddamn!
Jasmine!
- (Grunting, screaming) - (Banging on door)
Jasmine!
(Whimpering)
(Yells): No!
(Whimpering)
(Frustrated yell)
(Grunting)
(Yells)
Jasmine!
Help me!
Get me out of here!
- (Pounding on door) - Help me!
(Yelling in anguish)
(Panting)
(Whimpers)
(Yelling loudly)
- (Resumes banging on door) - (Yelling continues)
- (Banging stops) - (Panting, whimpering)
(Panting)
(Grunts softly)
(Groans)
♪ ♪
Nemo (distantly, echoing): This moment.
All the time.
- Nemo: Hi. - Owner (echoing): Welcome.
Nemo (echoing): This moment.
All... will come after.
After this moment... All will come.
Hey.
You made it.
Great. I'm so glad you're here.
Welcome. Welcome.
Come, let me get you a drink.
So... how's it going?
Good, thanks.
Really? Oh, that-that's good.
That's great.
Yeah.
Challenging times we're living through.
If you're keeping your head above water,
(laughs): Kudos to you.
I like a challenge.
What side of the divide are you on?
Is no man an island or every man an island?
(Smacks lips)
I'm an island.
But ask me again after a few cocktails.
(Chuckling)
That is the spirit. That is the spirit.
(Echoing): Have you seen the schiele?
- The self-portrait? - Yeah, I've seen it.
And?
What do you think?
♪ ♪
Look, there is champagne, cocktails, whatever you like.
Make yourself at home.
I will.
I'll catch you later.
Boom.
♪ ♪
Owner: Let's go, guys.
Welcome, everyone,
to this exciting private view
of a new work by masbedo,
an artist duo that I love very, very, very much.
Give them an applause.
(Applause)
The puppet,
the marionette,
long a symbol
of the inevitability of destiny.
We are puppets.
And the fates, gods,
pull our strings, determining our actions.
Do we have free will
or are we just puppets in a show
controlled by unseen hands?
(Owner continues indistinctly)
♪ ♪
(Gasps)
(People speaking indistinctly nearby)
(People continue speaking indistinctly)
♪ ♪
(Wood breaking)
♪ ♪
Ah!
(Quietly): Shit.
(Kissing sounds)
(Groans in frustration)
♪ ♪
(Drops object)
Nemo: It's Monday,
little girl comes home from school.
She asks her mother,
"ma, what are we having for dinner tonight?"
And her mother says, "chicken."
She says, "oh, ma, chicken, great!
I love chicken! I love chicken!"
Tuesday, little girl comes home from school.
She says to her mother,
"ma, what's for dinner tonight?"
(Muttering)
Mother says, "chicken."
She says, "oh, great, I love chicken."
Wednesday, little girl comes home from school,
and she says, "ma, what's for dinner?"
- (Sighs) - Mother says, "chicken."
Girl says, "great.
"Oh, chicken, yeah, yeah.
Dinner tonight."
Thursday, little girl comes home from school,
asks her mother, "what's for dinner tonight?"
Mother says, "chicken."
Little girl says, "ah, chicken.
Good, good, yeah, chicken."
Friday, little girl comes home from school,
"ma, what's for dinner tonight?"
Mother says, "chicken."
(Laughs) "Chicken.
"It's... o-okay.
Yeah, chicken, chicken."
Saturday, "ma, what's for dinner tonight?"
- "Oh." - (mutters): Not much meat.
Mother says, "chicken."
Little girl says, "ma, chicken again?
"I mean, (chuckles) Can't you think of something else?
I mean, please."
-Sunday, "ma, -(Spits)
What's for dinner tonight?"
Mother says, "chicken."
Little girl says, "ma, what are you doing to me?
Chicken again? Oh, god."
Monday, little girl comes home from school,
asks her mother, "what's for dinner tonight?"
- Mother says, "chicken." - (Creaking rhythmically)
"Oh, I love chicken! Yeah, yeah!
"Chicken, that's my favorite.
Oh, you know how I love chicken."
(Groans)
- Okay, i-I'm maybe not... - Fuck.
The best joke teller in the world, but, uh, you know,
something to pass the time.
You-you get it, right?
I mean, it's a Bulgarian joke, actually.
I learned it from, uh, a very beautiful woman.
She had no idea that she was beautiful.
Uh, she was very funny.
I mean, that was her greatest charm.
(Muttering quietly)
(Coughs softly)
And she told me this joke,
and she said, "I warn you.
- (Gags) - It's a Bulgarian joke."
So this will be a measure
of whether you have the Bulgarian sense of humor now.
Clearly, uh, you all don't.
I mean, thank you for listening.
- (Groans) - You're a good audience.
- You don't heckle me. - (Mutters)
There's no problems here.
Helps pass the time.
I mean, this is what we're put on this earth for,
to comfort each other
and keep each other company and pass the time.
(Continues indistinctly and fades)
♪ ♪
(Quietly): She saw...
(Mutters)
She saw me.
(Quietly): Saw me.
She looked right up.
She did.
Man (over video): Nothing happened between us.
♪ ♪
Nemo and woman on video: Maybe.
But when we met,
I had a feeling that life had taken over.
I loved being in bed with you.
I loved waking up next to you.
And I knew you felt the same.
Nemo: This is just my way to contribute, you know.
- (Groans in frustration) - Cheers to all of you.
Cheers big ears.
If you didn't like the joke, I'm sorry but fuck you.
I did the best I could,
and if you didn't like that, fuck you.
♪ ♪
(Trilling)
(Beeps)
(Pouring water)
(Grunts)
(Sighs)
(Crinkling paper)
♪ ♪
(Pepper mill cracking)
♪ ♪
(Chanting gruffly): I have no energy.
I have no energy.
I have no energy. I have...
I'm dying, I'm dying,
I'm dying, I'm dying.
Hoy. Hoy. Hoy.
(Scratching)
(Metallic clinking)
(Sighs)
I feel you, brother.
I'm gonna set you free.
(Strained grunting)
- (Drops tool) - (Sighs)
- (Metallic groaning) - (Clattering) -(Cries out)
(Grunting)
- (Pained groaning) - (Nut clattering)
(Crying out)
(Grunts, pants)
(Moaning)
(Panting)
(Groans)
♪ ♪
(Distant, muffled fireworks booming)
(Smacking lips)
(Muffled booming continues)
(Smacking lips)
♪ ♪
(Muffled booming continues)
(Breathes deeply)
(Clinking)
(Groans)
(Grunts)
(Groans, hisses)
(Cries out in pain)
(Grunts)
(Heartbeat)
♪ ♪
(Frogs croaking)
♪ ♪
(Pained groaning): Oh, god.
(Sighs)
(Panting)
(Moans)
(Grunts softly)
(Panting)
(Laughs softly)
(Grunting, panting)
(Grunts)
(Laughing softly)
That's it.
♪ ♪
(Crackling)
(Mutters)
(Groaning)
♪ ♪
(Cries out in pain)
(Grunting)
(Rapid beeping)
(Water spraying loudly)
(Grunting)
(Panting)
(Whimpering)
(Screaming)
(Screaming loudly)
(Wailing screams)
Fire! (Grunts)
Fire!
(Water sloshing)
♪ ♪
(Sighs)
(Mutters quietly)
(Grunting)
(Grunts)
♪ ♪
(Crying)
(Panting)
♪ ♪
(Sprinklers stop)
(Water dripping)
(Trembling breath)
(Panting)
(Water sloshing)
(Inhales deeply)
"But the following contraries to these are true:
"One.
"Man has no body distinct from his soul.
"Two.
"Energy is the only life,
"and is from the body.
"Three.
"Energy...
"Is eternal delight.
(Smacks lips)
"One thought...
Fills immensity."
"Energy is eternal delight."
(Wind whistling softly)
(Weakly): ♪ I'm going to heaven on a hillside ♪
♪ I'm going to heaven on a hillside ♪
♪ I'm going to heaven... Hillside. ♪
(Sighs)
(Grunts softly)
(Laughs softly)
(Exhales heavily)
♪ I'm going to heaven on a hillside ♪
♪ I'm going to heaven on a hills... ♪
(Breath quavers)
♪ I'm going to heaven on a hillside ♪
(Louder): ♪ I'm going to heaven on a hillside ♪
♪ I'm going to heaven on a hillside ♪
♪ i'm... ♪
(Exhales heavily)
♪ ♪
Nemo: When I was a kid,
my teacher asked, what are the three things
I would save from my house if it were on fire.
I answered: My sketchbook,
my ac/dc album and my cat Groucho.
My cat died.
I lent that ac/dc album to a guy named kojo,
and I never saw it again.
But the sketchbook...
I kept.
Cats die.
- Music fades. - (Scraping on wall)
But art is for keeps.
As a gesture of thanks for your hospitality,
I've saved three things of yours from destruction.
I lived in your place only a short time.
For you, it was a home.
For me, it was a cage.
(Panting)
- I'm sorry if I destroyed it... - (Small object clatters)
But maybe it needed to be destroyed.
After all,
there's no creation without destruction.
♪ I'm going to heaven on a hillside ♪
♪ I'm going to heaven ♪
- ♪ on a hillside ♪ - (grunts)
- ♪ I'm going to heaven ♪ - (groaning)
♪ On a hillside ♪
♪ I'm going to heaven on a hillside ♪
- ♪ I'm going to heaven ♪ - (tapping on frame)
♪ On a hillside ♪
♪ I'm going to heaven on a hillside ♪
- (Tapping continues) - ♪ I'm going to heaven ♪
- (Glass crackling) - ♪ on a hillside... ♪
♪ ♪
("Pyramid song" by radiohead plays)
(Vocalizing)
♪ I jumped in the river and what did I see? ♪
♪ Black-eyed angels swam with me ♪
♪ a moon full of stars and astral cars ♪
♪ all the things I used to see ♪
♪ all my lovers were there with me ♪
♪ all my past and futures ♪
♪ and we all went to heaven in a little rowboat ♪
♪ there was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt ♪
(Vocalizing)
♪ ♪
♪ I jumped into the river ♪
♪ black-eyed angels swam with me ♪
♪ a moon full of stars and astral cars ♪
♪ and all the things I used to see ♪
♪ all my lovers were there with me ♪
♪ all my past and futures ♪
♪ and we all went to heaven in a little rowboat ♪
♪ there was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt ♪
♪ there was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt. ♪
♪ ♪
(Song fades)
♪ ♪
Nemo: "But the following contraries to these are true:
"One.
"Man has no body distinct from his soul.
"Two.
"Energy is the only life, and is from the body.
"Three.
"Energy...
Is eternal delight."
♪ ♪
♪ I'm going to heaven on a hillside ♪
♪ I'm going to heaven... Hillside ♪
(Gasping breaths)
(Breathing stops)
(Music fades)