Sunday, March 1, 2009

The Monkees (film) Scene XV

(Peter, Shannon, Mike, Mary, Micky, Carole paired up at the beach going separate directions)
Shannon: So do you all write songs?
Peter: Yes
Shannon: Who writes the most?
Peter: Mike
Shannon: Really? You seem to strike me as more the songwriting type?
Peter: Well Mike has more input being the leader.
Shannon: Why does he lead?
Peter: Because he has the personality for it.
Shannon: Creative, inspiring and compassionate
Peter: No arrogant, demanding and pushy (Shannon laughs) so why is it you like me or at least come to talk to me after the show?
Shannon: Like I said I'm a fan.
Peter: Since when?
Shannon: Since I saw you talking with Micky at the bar. It impressed me how much you do and yet you don't seem to feel appreciated. So what do you like about me?
Peter: Well you're blunt but obviously very considerate.
Shannon: Just like you
Peter: Thanks (song: It's Nice To Be With You)
Hey!
Look what you have done
Showing me the sun
And now it's shining through
It's nice to be with you
Hey!
I like the things you say
And I like the way
You do the things you do
It's nice to be with you
Each time that I give my heart to someone new
They just turn it blue
But this time
Is my time
And my time
Is all the time I have
To be with you
So please
Never go away
Say you're going to stay
And make my dreams come true
It's nice to be with you
Each time that I give my heart to someone new
They just turn it blue
But this time
Is my time
And my time
Is all the time I have
To be with you
So please
Never go away
Say you're going to stay
And make my dreams come true
It's so nice to be with you
Mike: It's such a beautiful night.
Mary: Yes it is. Is this how you pictured married life?
Mike: No it's even better.
Mary: Seriously with all the stress you get from me and the band?
Mike: You and the band are my only stress release, my only companionship it gives meaning to my music (song: Tapioca Tundra)
Reasoned verse, some prose or rhyme
Lose themselves in other times
And waiting hopes cast cast silent spells
That speak in clouded clues.
It cannot be a part of me,
For now it's part of you.
Careful plays on fields
That seems to vanish when they're in between
And softly as I walk away
In freshly tattered shoe.
It cannot be a part of me
For now it's part of you.
Sunshine, ragtime
Blowing in the breeze.
Midnight, looks right
Standing more at ease.
Silhouettes and figures stay
Close to what he had to say
And one more time the faded dream
Is saddened by the news.
It cannot be a part of me
For now it's part of you.
Well, Sunshine, ragtime
Blowing in the breeze.
Midnight, looks right
Standing more at ease.
Sunshine, ragtime
Blowing in the breeze.
Midnight, looks right
Standing more at ease.
Silhouettes and figures stay
Close to what he had to say
And one more time the faded dream
Is saddened by the news.
It cannot be a part of me
For now it's part of you.
Micky: So how are you my muse?
Carole: Okay considering all the uncertainty.
Micky: What uncertainty?
Carole: Of our future together
Micky: There is no uncertainty there. (Song: As We Go Along)
I can tell by your face
That you're looking to find a place
To settle your mind
And reveal who you are
And you shouldn't be shy
For I'm not gonna try
To hurt you or heal you or steal your star
Open your eyes
Get up off your chair
There's so much to do in the sunlight
Give up your secrets
Let down your hair
And sit with me here by the firelight
Why think all about
Who's gonna win out
We'll make up our story as we go along
There's so little time
For us to try to rhyme
And so many highways to travel upon
Open your eyes
Get up off your chair
There's so much to do in the sunlight
Give up your secrets and let down your hair
And sit with me here by the firelght

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