Nina Veronica: So, where's my headliner? Huh? I just got off the phone with the network. They want something to promote. They *need* something to promote. They have some questions about your ability to perform services due. Uncle Sweetheart: And I suppose you told 'em I was a total showbiz stud, that you have total mystical knowledge and faith in me and absolutely no question about my ability to perform services due. Nina Veronica: Yeah, yeah, something like that.
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Jack Fate: All of us in some way are trying to kill time. When it's all said and done, time ends up killing us.
Edmund: There will be no more stupidity. There will be no more mistakes. It's a new day. God help you all.
Uncle Sweetheart: You look good. You got the "jail pale". It suits you.
Uncle Sweetheart: It's a bitched up world Jack, the only way to protect ourselves is by goin' mad.
Uncle Sweetheart: It's a bitched up world, Jack. The only way we can protect ourselves is by going mad.
Bobby Cupid: You would commit treason agaist your ownself
Tom Friend: Everybody's doing the killing now. Everybody's doing the dying.
Lucius: If you want to suffer agony, for someone else's happiness, do it on your own time.
Jack Fate: Gonna buy me a jug of rum, Gonna give my baby some, Diamond Joe, You better come and get me, Diamond Joe...
Bobby Cupid: The land's too big out there, man. After awhile it starts to swallow you up.
Uncle Sweetheart: Troubles, I don't talk about my troubles while they're happening. I'll tell you about them when they're over.
Bobby Cupid: Well, if you ask me, his pen's sweatin' blood.
Tom Friend: Would you reach out to a drowning man. Would you think while you were doing it that he might pull you in?
Uncle Sweetheart: Lord, it's hot in here, The air conditioner must be on the blink.
Jack Fate: I gotta see him. I'm tired of not seeing him. I want him to see me.
Bobby Cupid: Hey, I got one for ya. What did the monkey say to the leopard at the card game? I thought you were a cheetah.
Tom Friend: You think good and bad are irrelevant? Tell me why.
Tom Friend: What pipe of power are you smoking from? Tell, you're supposed to have all the answers. What makes you tick, man?
Uncle Sweetheart: Don't you want to live forever? Put some liquor in your blood.
Jack Fate: All of us in some way are trying to kill time. When it's all said and done, time ends up killing us.
Edmund: There will be no more stupidity. There will be no more mistakes. It's a new day. God help you all.
Uncle Sweetheart: You look good. You got the "jail pale". It suits you.
Uncle Sweetheart: It's a bitched up world Jack, the only way to protect ourselves is by goin' mad.
Uncle Sweetheart: It's a bitched up world, Jack. The only way we can protect ourselves is by going mad.
Bobby Cupid: You would commit treason agaist your ownself
Tom Friend: Everybody's doing the killing now. Everybody's doing the dying.
Lucius: If you want to suffer agony, for someone else's happiness, do it on your own time.
Uncle Sweetheart: I'm only human. Jack Fate: I know, it ain't easy being human.
Jack Fate: By the way, which side of the political fence are you on? Desk Clerk: I do not belong to any political party, sir. I guess you could call me... a feminist
Drunk: Do I need to ring a bell to get a refill? You can see my glass is empty. Bobby Cupid: Hey, man, the glass is always empty. So is the spot on the counter where the money's supposed to be.
Crew Guy #1: I mean, the thing I don't get is all this race this, race that, ethnic this, ethnic that. You know what I'm saying? Crew Guy #2: Yeah. You said the same thing last week.
Jack Fate: I ain't felt free in a long time. Guard: Keeping people from being free is a big business.
Soldier: Sometimes when I - when I dream, my dreams become my reality. I wish I could live in my dreams. Jack Fate: Yeah, I dream. I dream that I'm walking through fire... Intense heat. I don't pay much attention to my dreams.
Nina Veronica: Nobody knows who Jack Fate is anymore. Nobody cares. I mean, he doesn't make records. He doesn't go on tour. He doesn't do interviews. He doesn't do anything! Uncle Sweetheart: He doesn't have to! He's a legend. Does Jesus have to walk on water twice to make a point?
Jack Fate: Well, I got to get back to the stage. Oscar Vogel: The stage - ah, yes - the stage. The whole world is a stage.
Uncle Sweetheart: They want you to sing that song "Revolution". You know, that Beatles song. The slow version - the in-and-out one. Jack Fate: "Revolution." What else do they want me to play? Uncle Sweetheart: I got the playlist right here. Let's see, where's my glasses? Okay, here we go: "Revolution", "Street Fightin' Man", "Won' t Get Fooled Again", "Cellblock #9", "Ohio", "Eve of Destruction", "Kick out the Jams." You can do all those. Jack Fate: I don't know, Sweetheart. Sounds like a lot of songs.
Uncle Sweetheart: Okay listen, Uncle Sweetheart is organizing a benefit concert. A benefit concert - to help the real victims of the revolution. However, I will be personally siphoning the majority of the funds into the kitty of the fattest cat of all. Me! And you gentlemen will be paid in full. Percy: When? Uncle Sweetheart: Definitely in this lifetime. Blunt: Look, you got the money or not?
Percy: Shut up! Uncle Sweetheart: I can't. As long as I keep talking, I know I'm still alive.
Bacchus: Why a benefit concert? Nina Veronica: Well, how else do you get rock stars to do television? Huh? You either give them a cause or give them an award.
Tom Friend: What are you drinking? Editor: What am I drinking? I'm drinking my life away. Why? You want some?
Nina Veronica: So, now tell me, are we screwed or are we not screwed? Uncle Sweetheart: I'm not. Are you? I don't think you are getting screwed, that's your problem. Nina Veronica: Yeah, yeah. I can't believe you're gonna to turn this disaster into a seduction.
Nina Veronica: So, where's my headliner? Huh? I just got off the phone with the network. They want something to promote. They *need* something to promote. They have some questions about your ability to perform services due. Uncle Sweetheart: And I suppose you told 'em I was a total showbiz stud, that you have total mystical knowledge and faith in me and absolutely no question about my ability to perform services due. Nina Veronica: Yeah, yeah, something like that.
Editor: I will tell you this, there is a story there. Tom Friend: That's no story. That's no story. That's every story. *That* is the story. Editor: Make something out of it. And if you can't do that, sir, then - make it up!
Pagan Lace: We always have a good time. Tom Friend: Good times don't last long. Pagan Lace: You are making everything so tragic. Tom Friend: Tragic? I'm not making it tragic. Every period in history has been, more or less, tragic. Pagan Lace: I don't know what you're saying. Tom Friend: Don't you read the paper? The pervert's gonna be the top man now.
Tom Friend: Look, it's an overcrowded world. It's hard to get at the top. There's a long line at the elevator. Pagan Lace: It doesn't matter. We'll take the stairs.
Uncle Sweetheart: This is gonna be a patriotic rhapsody, Jack. Here's the deal. You'll be working for the people. The peasants. The children. Imagine yourself being reincarnated in the civil war in Babylon. Jack Fate: Civil war in Babylon? Uncle Sweetheart: Come on son, snap out of it! You gotta stand up on your tiptoes to see the future.
Edgar: Did you hear who the headliner is? Edmund: Look, I like Beethoven - and Stravinsky. Schubert's really good. Modern music doesn't do much for me. And, quite frankly, it doesn't do much for the President, either. Edgar: Well, at least it's not some banjo player.
Uncle Sweetheart: Hey, you're all skin and bones. Jack Fate: Aren't we all. Anyway, I don't have to throw my weight around. Look at you. You must have put on a few pounds. Uncle Sweetheart: Eatin' from the tree of knowledge of good and evil.
