Ladies and gentlemen,
we now ask for your complete attention.
If you want to sing, laugh, clap,
cry, yawn, boo or fart,
please, do it in your head,
only in your head.
You are now kindly requested to keep silent
and to hold your breath until the very end of the show.
Breathing will not be tolerated during the show.
So, please take a deep, last breath right now.
Thank you.
Underneath the moonlight.
My good friend pierrot.
Ah, ah.
♪ ♪
Nastya, it's going to start.
So...
May we start?
So may we start?
High time to start.
One, two, three, four!
So may we start?
- So may we start? - So may we start?
It's time to start.
- High time to start. - High time to start.
They hope that it goes the way.
- It's supposed to go. - It's supposed to go.
There's fear in them all but they can't let it show.
They're underprepared but that may be enough.
The budget is large but still it's not enough.
So may we start?
May we start, may we, may we now start?
So may we start?
May we start, may we, may we now start?
It's time to start.
May we start, may we, may we now start?
High time to start.
May we start, may we, may we now start?
We've fashioned a world, a world.
Built just for you.
A tail of songs and fury.
-With no taboo -with no taboo.
We'll sing and die for you.
- Yes, in minor keys. - Yes, in minor keys.
And if you want us to kill, too.
-We may agree -we may agree.
So may we start?
May we start, may we, may we now start?
So may we start?
May we start, may we, may we now start?
It's time to start.
May we start, may we, may we now start?
High time to start.
May we start, may we, may we now start?
So close all the doors and let's begin the show.
The exits are clearly marked.
Thought you should know.
The authors are here so let's not show disdain.
The authors are here.
And they're a little vain.
A little vain.
Now...
The music resounds and all the flames are lit.
So, ladies and gents, please shut up and sit.
The curtain of our eyelids.
Lazily rise.
But where's the stage, you wonder.
Is it.
Outside.
Or is it within?
- Outside? Within? - Outside? Within?
Outside? Within?
So may we start?
May we start, may we, may we now start?
So may we start?
May we start, may we, may we now start?
It's time to start.
May we start, may we, may we now start?
High time to start.
May we start, may we, may we now start?
So may we start?
May we start, may we, may we now start?
So may we start?
May we start, may we, may we now start?
- It's time to start. - May we start.
May we, may we now start?
- High time to start. - May we start.
May we, may we now start?
Don't try to start.
- May we now start. - Officer: Don't try to start.
- May we now start. - May we now start.
May we now start.
- Bye, Henry. - Bye, Henry.
May we now start.
Bye, Henry.
Good luck!
Bye-bye. Bye.
- Bye, Ann. - Bye, Ann.
Bon voyage.
- Bon voyage. - Bye.
- Bye-bye. - Bye.
Bye-bye.
Russell and chorus boys: True love always finds.
Always finds.
-A way -a way.
- Afraid. - But true love often goes.
-Afraid -astray.
Astray
♪ ♪
True love always finds.
Always finds.
-A way -a way.
But true love often goes.
Often goes.
Astray, astray.
Come on! Come on, Henry!
Henry! Henry! Henry!
- Henry, I love you! - Henry! Henry!
Yes, laugh, laugh, laugh.
One, two, three, four, five,
six, seven, eight, nine, ten.
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten.
One, two, three, four, five,
six, seven, eight, nine, ten.
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten.
Ladies and gentlemen,
are you ready?
- Yeah! - No.
No one is ever ready for
a mildly offensive evening with...
The ape of god.
Here for his triumphant new show,
the world infamous Henry McHenry!
♪ ♪
Love you, Henry!
Oh, this smoke shit.
What is this fucking smoke supposed to mean anyway?
I think I'm getting allergic to it.
Wish they'd use laughing gas instead.
Would make my life easier.
Or even better,
cyanide gas.
So... I'm here to make you laugh tonight.
Yes, laugh, laugh, laugh.
I'm not sure I can do it tonight.
Not sure I should even try.
Making people laugh is a disgusting...
Deceitful trick anyway.
Yes. Why should I activate.
Your ventromedial prefrontal cortex.
So your 15 facial muscles will contract.
So your fucking zygomatic muscle will react.
While your epiglottis half-closes your larynx.
Clap.
Yes, why the fuck should I?
Why should I make you...
Henry and chorus girls: Laugh, laugh, laugh.
But don't make me, don't make me, don't make me.
Can't stand to hear you.
Laugh, laugh, laugh.
'Cause you bore me, you bore me, you bore me
I'll still make you.
Gasp, gasp, gasp.
But don't worry, don't worry, don't worry.
You probably will not.
Choke, choke, choke.
Kick the bucket, kick the bucket, kick the bucket.
Kick the bucket.
Huh.
Well, of course,
I've heard the rumors, too.
They say my show kills.
But relax, see my contract?
Save your breath.
Says so here:
"Mr. Henry McHenry is not allowed
to make the public laugh to death."
Can't make your alveoli pop tonight.
No dislocated jaws, no belly explosions.
However, asthmatics,
keep your inhalers in position!
- Okay? - Okay!
- Ready? - Ready!
Laugh.
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha.
Ha-ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha.
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha.
Ha-ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha.
Okay, shut up.
♪ ♪
Yes.
Why did I become a comedian?
To entertain some balding men?
To bring a touch of levity to tragic times?
Not me.
To bring some joy to those who have none?
To cast a skeptical eye toward common knowledge?
Uh-uh. -: Why did I become a comedian?
To make you notice what you've always surely noticed,
never noticing you noticed until I ask you:
- "Have you ever noticed?" - Why did I become a comedian?
- Sure, but not only that. - Why did I become a comedian?
To convey with a smile
these deep-seated feelings of hatred and humiliation
we all seem to be sharing?
When...
All the catholics hate the muslims.
And the muslims hate the catholics.
And the tutsis hate the hutus.
And... everybody hates the Jews.
- So, why, Henry? - Yes, why, Henry?
Why?
Yes, why did you become a comedian?
- For the money? - For the money?
Oh, no, no.
No, I've come from poverty and severity
and now have reached big money and obscenity.
So why did you become a comedian?
- For the fame? - For the fame?
Oh, no, no.
Though fame is like a flame,
glorious,
superfluous.
So nice being famous for being infamous.
Okay, but why did you become a comedian?
- Fear of death? - Fear of death?
Oh, no, no.
'Cause you see, I have sympathy for the abyss.
What did he say? What is "abyss"?
A-b-y-s-s!
You illiterates.
That's why I must never...
Never cast my eyes towards the abyss.
♪ ♪
Lady, that's quite an abyss you've got.
So why, why did you become a comedian?
For the women?
Oh, no, well...
Okay, let me explain.
You see...
My serial pussy days are over.
Because, well...
I've, I've just met someone.
Someone so...
It all went so fast.
I just moved into her tiny hidden palace,
'cause, yes, she's a queen.
And now,
I'm engaged.
I know, I know.
Marrying a girl when you're as young and green as me,
it's like... Swimming the Atlantic
with a concrete block tied to your left testicle.
Well, yes, now, I'm engaged.
Copped out in my early age.
So who, you ask, would marry me?
Who would be the least likely?
No, this ain't a joke so far:
-Yes, Ann defrasnoux, -woman: Oh, no!
The opera star.
What?
What's wrong, lady?
Ann and me, you disagree?
What is it, blasphemy?
Why, is she too...
Perfect?
Yes, yes, yes.
And I, some loathsome insect?
Yes, yes, yes.
Okay, I'll accept that.
First time I fell in love...
Woke up next to the girl...
Rushed out to buy myself
the biggest motorbike I could find
and escaped
fast and far.
But Ann the soprano has changed me.
I have changed.
How?
I'm still not sure.
Time will tell.
What I see in her
is obvious.
What she sees in me,
hmm...
It's a little more puzzling.
♪ ♪
Wish that she could be here now.
But she's at the opera tonight.
Opera, where everything is sacred.
Amen!
First she dies and dies and dies.
And then she bows and bows and bows.
She'll be bowing now till dawn
Ann, dear, I love you so.
But all that bowing's got to go.
Take a last bow, enough.
Make it seem more off the cuff.
But, Henry, you didn't answer:
Why?
Yes, why did you become a comedian?
So, why did you become a comedian?
Yes, why did you become a comedian?
Hey, Henry?!
Why?
I'll tell you why.
To disarm people.
Make them laugh.
It's the only way I know to tell the truth
without getting killed.
Anyway, every fuckin'...
Oh, shit.
Henry, you bastard!
Ooh.
Fuck you, Henry!
See, I, too, can die.
And then...
Bow.
Okay, well, that's it for tonight.
Oh, no, no, no!
Oh, yes, yes, 'cause I'm sick and tired of making you...
Laugh, laugh, laugh.
But don't leave me, don't leave me, don't leave me.
Can't bear to hear you.
Laugh, laugh, laugh.
'Cause you bore me, you bore me, you bore me.
But I need to hear you.
Clap, clap, clap.
Yes, I'm cocky, I'm cocky, I'm cocky.
Want each one of you to.
Clap, clap, clap.
Like a loony, like a loony, like a loony, like a loony.
We promised that you'd laugh.
We promised that you'd laugh, laugh, laugh, laugh.
Laugh, laugh, laugh.
'Cause he's Henry, he's Henry, the Henry.
He didn't make you choke, choke, choke.
Or kick the bucket, kick the bucket, kick the bucket.
He needs to hear you.
Clap, clap, clap.
'Cause he's Henry, he's Henry, the Henry.
Wants each of you to clap, clap, clap.
So let's hear it, let's hear it.
Let's hear it, let's hear it!
Ann, we love you!
- Ann, please, look this way. - Ann, please.
Give us a smile! Over this way! Over this way!
- Ann, you're looking great! - Thank you!
How did the show go?
I killed them...
Destroyed them...
Murdered them.
Good boy.
And your gig?
I...
I saved them.
Well, you die so magnificently.
Honey, you're always dying.
Ann, Henry, how about a smile?
- Over here! - How 'bout a smile, Ann?
- Give us a smile, Ann! - How 'bout a smile, please!
Give us a smile, please!
Henry, please.
In the frame, in the frame
Henry.
Helmet off, Henry.
In the frame, Henry.
Helmet off, Henry.
- How 'bout a smile, please. - How 'bout a smile, please.
- Give us a smile, please. - Give us a smile, please
Henry. Your helmet.
- How 'bout a smile, please. - Take off your helmet!
Give us a smile, please.
♪ ♪
We love each other so much.
We're scoffing at logic.
This wasn't the plan.
We love each other so much.
Counterintuitive, baby.
And yet we remain.
We love each other so much.
Counterintuitive, baby.
And yet we remain.
We love each other so much.
So hard to explain it.
So hard to explain.
We love each other so much.
♪ ♪
We love each other so much.
We love each other.
So much.
Speak soft when you say it.
Speak soft when you say.
We love each other so much.
Speak soft when you say it.
Speak soft when you say.
We love each other so much.
- So much, so much. - So much, so much.
-So much -so much.
- So much, so much. - So much, so much.
- So much, so much, so much. - So much, so much, so much.
Tickling time.
Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
Henry.
No, no, no.
Henry, please, not my feet.
Not my feet! Ah!
Stop it!
- Tied the knot. - Connie o'Connor here.
- Tied the knot... - For "show bizz news,"
bringing you the latest
on Ann and Henry's whirlwind romance.
The two stars, both at the pinnacle of their careers,
have officially tied the knot.
Tied the knot.
♪ ♪
I'm an accompanist, I'm an accompanist.
I'm an accompanist for Ann, for Ann.
Ann's the one with the genius, the grace.
I'm the one with the technical expertise.
Ah, the tease, ah, the tease
of being so near, so far
from the star...
From the stars.
But someday I'll join them 'cause
I'm a conductor, I'm a conductor,
conductor at heart.
It's a temp job I'm doing.
This should only be seen as a means to an end.
In the end, in the end
I'll lead orchestras,
near and far.
Every bar, every bar
will bear my own signature,
but I'm an accompanist for the present
for Ann.
That's what I do.
I'm an accompanist.
For the present.
For Ann.
But now, let's listen to her sing.
There's a chill in the air.
On this night.
Where is the moon.
Where is the starlight?
Bearings lost, we're adrift.
On this night.
Where is the moon.
Where is the starlight.
Tonight?
Afraid, don't know why.
Where is the moonlight?
Afraid, don't know why.
Where is the starlight?
Afraid, 'fraid of you.
Something about the look.
In your eyes.
Hurry, dawn
I need help, I need light.
Cut short the night
I am in danger.
Though I thought that I knew him
I'm wrong
I don't know him.
He is a stranger.
Tonight.
Afraid, don't know why.
Where is the moonlight?
Afraid, don't know why.
Where is the starlight?
Afraid, 'fraid of you.
Something about the look.
In your eyes
♪ ♪
- Hi. - Hi.
♪ ♪
I am love.
A fickle thing, a finite thing
I am love.
Do not approach me
♪ ♪
I was love.
A gruesome thing, a gruesome thing
I was love.
And now I'm dying.
Dying, dying, dying, dying.
Dy... ing
♪ ♪
Newborn girl.
And, in "show bizz news,"
anonymous sources report that the singing and laughter
around the defrasnoux-McHenry household
will soon be drowned out by the cries
of a newborn girl.
Newborn girl.
Shit.
Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in.
Push, Ann, push, Ann.
That's it.
Push, Ann, push, Ann.
That's it.
Push, Ann, push, Ann.
That's it.
-That's it -that's it.
Doctor, am I doing everything...
Right?
Yes, Ann, yes.
Keep on laughing, that's great.
She's coming.
- She's coming! - Breathe in, breathe out.
-Push, push, push, push, push, Ann -breathe in.
-Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in -that's it.
- Breathe in, breathe out. - Push, push, push, push.
-Breathe in -push, Ann.
-Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in -that's it.
- Breathe in, breathe out. - Push, push, push, push.
-Breathe in -push, Ann.
-Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in -that's it.
-That's it -breathe in, breathe out, breathe in.
She's almost there.
Shit, Ann.
She seems completely naked.
Yes, yes, yes, yes.
Laugh. Laugh, Ann, laugh.
Great, Ann. Keep on laughing.
- Laugh, laugh, laugh. - Yes, Ann.
Doctor and nurses: There she is.
She's out of this world.
Out of this world.
Welcome to the world, Annette.
She's out of this world.
Out of this world.
Welcome to the world, Annette.
- She's out of this world. - Out of this world.
Welcome to the world, Annette.
- She's out of this world. - Out of this world.
Welcome to the world, Annette.
♪ ♪
This is a baby.
This is my baby.
Tonight,
while she's singing and dying,
I'm baby... sitting.
Sitting, sitting, sitting.
Dy... ing.
Something's about to break.
But it isn't clear.
Is it something we should cheer?
Is it something we should fear?
Something's about to break.
But it isn't clear.
Is it something we should cheer?
Is it something we should fear?
Something's about to break.
But it isn't clear.
Is it something we should cheer?
Is it something we should fear?
Crews faced a major battle yesterday
in simi valley, northwest of Los Angeles,
where flames came dangerously close
to the Ronald Reagan presidential library
and to nearby neighborhoods...
Oscar, I feel like sleeping now.
Please wake me up before we get there.
Sure.
Judy, what do you see there?
Well, good morning.
This fire is raging right now.
You can see the vortex of flames,
smoke and wind blowing in our direction.
Imagine what it's like for firefighters
to approach flames like that.
Despite an all-out assault,
the flames still managed to jump the freeway,
forcing nearby neighborhoods to be evacuated.
The fire quickly consumed this barn,
where volunteers helped rescue animals...
♪ ♪
Six women have come forward.
Each with a similar story.
Subjected to Henry McHenry's abuses.
Witnesses to his violence.
Why now?
Each of us has come forward.
All with a similar story.
Subjected to his abuses.
Witnesses to his violence.
And his anger, his anger.
Six women have come forward.
Each of us have come forward.
- Each with a similar story. - All with a similar story.
Subjected to his abuses.
Witnesses to his violence.
And his anger, his anger.
But why? -Why only now?
- Why only now? - Why come forward now?
- Yes, but why only now? - Yes, why?
Why only now?
I, I fear for Ann.
She must be warned
McHenry is not.
Not what he seems.
-So charming that I -why?
- A woman with sense. - Why come forward now?
I quickly became.
A moth to a flame.
- Six women have come forward. - Each of us have come forward.
- Each with a similar story. - All with a similar story.
Subjected to his abuses.
Witnesses to his violence.
And his anger, his anger.
His anger.
His anger!
The cause of this fire
has not yet been determined,
but southern California Edison utility
did say that it started near one of their power lines
and they had not returned power at the time the fire started.
All right. Thank you very much...
(Chorus singing "toreador song" from "Carmen".
And now,
here in Vegas, for the very first time...
The ape of god,
Mr. Henry McHenry!
♪ ♪
Henry!
Whoo! Yeah!
Henry!
Fucking idiotic smoke.
Have you no sense of proportions?!
Having to be funny here, it's like...
Trying to enjoy a blow job in a gas chamber.
Ah, man.
That was not funny, Henry.
You're right, not funny.
I'm so...
Too fucking tired.
I knew it. I should've cancelled the show tonight.
No, no, no!
Yes, yes, yes.
You see, my house was...
Broken into last night,
and, mm, bastards stole all my jokes.
No, the truth is...
Now that I have my own soprano
and baby...
I'm not sure I have it in me anymore
to make sad people laugh.
No, the truth is, this morning,
something happened.
I-I... no, no, I can't say.
No, the truth is I'm sick.
Being in love makes me sick.
Sick!
Well, the true truth is...
This morning...
I, um...
I killed... my wife.
What? What was that?
- Louder! - Louder, Henry!
- Can't hear you back here. - Your mic, Henry!
I killed my wife.
Yes, laugh, laugh, laugh.
Laugh, laugh, laugh.
So, I've said it:
I killed my wife.
I didn't mean to.
God knows I didn't mean to.
She woke up,
so beautiful.
♪ ♪-She looked at me and smiled.
That smile.
She is... was... A very shy person, you see,
and I know, I knew this shy smile
meant she wanted to fuck.
But this time, I pretended not to get it.
And I kept on pretending and so she said it,
ever so shyly:
"Please, Henry."
"Fuck me, Henry."
And I could see the effort in her smile,
for her to ask that,
to say those dirty words,
to be wicked and bold, so out of character.
With that very shy smile I loved so much.
But I couldn't answer,
I couldn't meet her desire.
'Cause, yes, being in love makes me sick.
Sick!
I had been sleepless all night, you see,
suffocating, suffocated by love.
A wreck.
Absolutely no desire left.
Come on, Henry, drop it, please!
Yeah.
What? Am I letting you know more than you care to know about me?
Mm-hmm.
About her?
Sex?
Death?
Yes, no desire left.
Zero.
So I was looking for something,
anything to change the subject,
to spare us both this horrible,
dreadful moment of rejection.
That's when the idea came to me.
I remembered how extremely ticklish she is... was...
Especially on the soles of her feet.
So I thought: I'll tickle her,
to change the subject.
So I grabbed her legs,
locked both of her feet under my arms
and started to tickle them.
I could see in her eyes she understood it all.
Why I was doing what I was doing
to change the subject.
And it seemed impossible she would laugh this time.
She was hurt.
And ashamed.
And sad and confused.
But I persisted, I tickled gently...
"Stop it, Henry."
It wasn't working.
So I tickled stronger.
I tickled madly.
I tickled wild.
Ann?
Ann.
Ann? Ann!
No, no, no, Ann!
Ann!
No!
No, Ann!
No!
I had tickled her to death.
I then tried to kill myself.
The same way, tickling myself.
You know, but it didn't work.
This is how I killed my wife.
Enough. I'm out.
You're sick!
That's fucked up.
That was sick!
You're sick!
Poor Ann!
Poor Annette!
I sense some animosity.
Am I right, or is it me?
You must've bitten something bitter in your cradle!
Bitten, bitter, cradle!
So why did I become a comedian?
You're not! You're not!
Not anymore!
So why did I become a comedian?
Asshole! Asshole!
Sick, sick, sick!
- Asshole! - Okay.
- Go home! - Ready?
Laugh!
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha.
Ha-ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha.
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha.
We promised that you'd laugh.
We promised that you'd laugh, laugh, laugh, laugh.
Laugh, laugh, laugh.
'Cause he's Henry, he's Henry...
Okay, everybody, thank you very much, but enough already.
Have a good night!
Kick the bucket, kick the bucket, kick the bucket.
He needs to hear you clap, clap, clap.
'Cause he's Henry, he's Henry, the Henry.
You used to laugh.
But now you sure ain't laughing at me no more.
You used to laugh.
But now you sure ain't laughing at me no more.
What's your problem?
What's your fucking problem?
What's your problem?
Your fucking problem?
- Do you think I care? - Henry, Henry, we've had enough.
Do you think I care what you all think of me now?
- Do you think I care? - Henry, Henry, we've had enough.
Do you think I care what you wimps think of me now?
What's your problem?
What's your fucking problem?
- What's your problem? - Henry, Henry, we've had enough.
- Your fucking problem? - Henry, Henry, we've had enough.
My dear public.
Get off, get off, get off the stage.
My dear public, you fucking headless beast.
You're makin' me sick.
Get off, get off, get off the stage.
-You ruthless -get off, get off.
- Unpredictable beast. - Get off the stage.
- It's your problem. - Get off, get off.
- Fuck, it's not my problem. - Get off the stage.
Get off, get off, get off the stage.
- It's your problem. - Get off, get off.
- Get off the stage. - Your fucking problem.
Get off, get off, get off the stage.
- Well, you better laugh. - Get off, get off.
Get off the stage.
Or I'll get the hell right off of this stage.
- If you don't laugh. - Get off, get off.
Get off the stage.
- You gonna feel, feel, feel. - Get off, get off.
- The fire of my rage. - Get off the stage.
We used to laugh.
Fuck off, fuck off, fuck out of here.
- Fuck off, fuck off. - Until we wised up.
- Fuck out of here. - Man, you're sick as they come.
- Fuck off, fuck off. - We used to laugh.
Fuck out of here.
- Fuck off, fuck off. - But now we see you as you are.
-Fuck out of here -you are scum.
- You got a problem. - What's your problem?
- A big old problem. - What's your fucking problem?
- You got a problem. - You've got a problem.
A big old problem.
A big old pro...
Blem!
Ha, ha!
Ha, ha! Ha, ha!
Ha, ha, ha!
Goddamn it! Fucking damn it!
Fuck!
God, fuck, damn it, fuck!
Henry, I'm worried about you.
I'm worried.
There was a girl.
From the middle of nowhere.
Utterly plain.
A little plump.
She sang alone.
In her bedroom.
Wild acclaim.
From those four walls.
But she didn't want to be there.
She didn't want to be there.
At all.
She had the voice.
Of a goddess.
Strings, winds and horns.
Inside her chest.
Hour after hour.
She would struggle.
Till her voice became.
Her royal realm.
She wanted just to be there.
Only wanted to live there.
Really wanted to live there.
Forever more.
She headed west.
The wild direction.
No longer plain.
No longer plump.
The men were on her doorstep.
Many men were on her doorstep.
Her voice had brought her beauty.
And set her free.
But she never listened to those men.
Who came and whispered:
"You're a flame to me, a flame to me.
A flame to me, a flame to me".
She was a queen, didn't need a king.
Who'd put her brand-new palace.
In jeopardy, in jeopardy, in jeopardy.
A queen should never be a moth to a flame
♪ ♪
I have a wonderful gift,
and a beautiful child.
People adore me,
and I adore this man, but...
Something's wrong.
Annette.
♪ ♪
That's it, Annette.
Just keep right on walking.
One foot then the other.
La, la-la-la, la-la, la-la, la.
La, la-la-la, la-la.
La-la, la.
La, la-la-la, la-la, la-la, la.
La, la-la-la, la-la, la-la, la -
la, la-la-la, la-la, la-la, la.
La, la-la-la, la-la, la-la, la.
La, la-la-la...
Whoo!
What goes up.
Must come down.
My star's in decline.
Hah!
Once profound.
For a clown.
My star's in decline.
Connie o'Connor here for "show bizz news"
with exclusive news that Ann, Henry and baby Annette
will be travelling on their yacht next week.
Could it be in the hope of saving the couple's marriage?
And could the problems be due in large part
to the growing discrepancy
between their respective success?
Respective success, respective success.
- We wish them the best. - We wish them the best.
A storm is rolling in, a storm is rolling in.
A storm is rolling in.
I will calm the sea.
Baby, don't fear
I will stop the storm.
Sleep, baby, sleep.
The world revolves round you.
My little innocent.
Sleep a perfect sleep
I'm always here.
Dream a perfect dream.
And never fear.
Thunder, rain nor lightning.
My little innocent.
All of the danger that I feel
I will dispel it with some magic.
Alakazam, I'll change the reel.
Look at the happy family dancing.
We'll look back and laugh.
That crazy night.
As we walk a path.
Neath city lights.
The lights will shine on you.
My little innocent.
Henry!
Henry, where are you?
Henry?
Ann.
Are you drunk, Henry?
Whoa.
I'm not that drunk.
Let's waltz.
But I'll kill my voice out here.
Henry, a storm is rolling in.
I'm well aware of that, my dear.
Let's waltz in the storm!
A storm is rolling in, a storm is rolling in.
A storm is rolling in, a storm is rolling in
Henry, you're drunk.
- Henry, you're drunk. - A storm is rolling in
- I'm not that drunk. - A storm is rolling in
I'm not that drunk.
Hey, where's Annette? Where did she go?
Annette's asleep, she's safe below
Henry, you're not the man I know
I'm not that drunk
I'm not that drunk, I'm not that drunk
-I'm not that drunk -Henry,
you're not the man I know.
We'll catch our death in this rain.
Henry, stop fooling around.
We could slip, we could drown.
Whoa!
Henry, don't fool around.
There's a storm, settle down.
Careful, hey! What if we fell?
No one could survive these swells -
you're quite drunk, let's calm down.
When we're safe, you can be a clown.
What has gotten into you?
With this storm and this sea
I feel scared, look at me.
Comfort me, hold me tight.
Oh, what a terrible, terrible night.
My voice, Henry.
Is nothing sacred to you?
Oh, god knows everything is to you.
Always trumpeting values.
The sacred values.
And then dying, dying.
Dying!
And then bowing, bowing, bowing
♪ ♪
Henry, stop it, stop it now!
We're gonna fall, gonna die!
What has gotten into you?
Think of Annette!
♪ ♪
Henry, help me! Pull me out!
Where are you? Help!
Henry, I'm almost out of air!
There's so little I can do.
There's so little I can do
♪ ♪
There's so little I can do.
We gotta go, gotta go, gotta go.
♪ ♪
We washed ashore
Annette.
On some island.
Somewhere.
Your mother's gone, Annette
I'll take care of you.
Help is on the way
Annette.
Someone's heard.
Our calls.
In the meantime.
Stars line up.
They line up for you.
Somehow I'm imagining Annette is singing.
Just as the light of the moon
lit her beautiful face.
How foolish.
How very foolish I can be.
Now, I can hear the...
Stars laughing at me.
In the morning I'll be...
Free of all these hallucinations.
♪ ♪
I will haunt you, Henry.
For the rest of your life.
Through Annette, I'll haunt you.
Her voice will be my ghost
I am no longer love
I am now revenge
♪ ♪
I will haunt you, Henry
I'll die day after day after day
I will haunt you, Henry.
Night after night after night.
We are the police and we have got.
Some routine questions.
You're not suspected, but we have to ask some questions.
It won't take long, how 'bout some coffee with your questions?
It won't take long, we don't have very many questions.
Not many questions.
Can you describe the night and how your wife went missing?
There was a storm and I looked up and she was missing.
And did you try at all to dive in and to save her?
The sea was rough, and with Annette, how could I save her?
The storm was very strong, there was no way to save her.
And anyway, I had Annette, I had to save her.
I had Annette.
We heard the rumors that you're somewhat of a raver.
Were there some problems between you that made you waver?
That is an insult, I loved Ann, was always faithful.
How 'bout that comic piece in which you said you killed her?
Was that a prank or something more, an aspiration?
Everybody knows my acts are full of provocation.
Well, that 'bout wraps it up, we sure are grateful, Henry.
It now seems clear to us there is no guilty party.
It was an act of god, that is our firm conclusion.
It was an act of god.
And pardon the intrusion.
Yeah, that's him.
Sure, I've sinned in all your eyes.
But one thing you cannot deny is
I'm a good father, I'm a good father
I'm a good father, am I?
My Annette will ask someday.
- "Where is my mother?" - Mommy! Daddy!
I will say that
I'm a good father
I'm a good father, I'm a good father.
But she's gone.
I'm a good father.
Mother and father
I'm a good father, am I?
♪ ♪
Hi, consuelo.
How's my baby Annette?
Much better. No more fever.
Oh, thank you so much.
You're welcome, Mr. McHenry.
Uh... see you tomorrow?
Yes. Have a good evening.
You, too.
Bye-bye, my love.
♪ ♪
Look at what I got for you.
What is it?
What is it, Annette?
What is that?
Look at that.
Are you excited?
Annette, isn't it magical that...
Unbelievable.
Amazing.
It's really happening.
She sings.
She's a miracle.
When the light shines on her.
Astounding.
Unbelievable.
Amazing.
It's really happening.
To me.
It's a fast-changing world.
And I am now the conductor of the city's finest orchestra.
No longer the self-deprecating accompanist
from such a short while ago.
Ann would be proud of me.
I do have my suspicions, though, about why she isn't alive.
And doubts, too,
about something else, but...
Excuse me a minute.
Henry has invited me to his place tomorrow...
To discuss a matter that he says concerns Annette and Ann.
As awkward as it is for me to attend,
anything that concerns Ann and the future of Annette
is something that concerns me.
Excuse me one more time.
My love for Ann has never died.
Neither has my regret
that our affair
was only an affair.
I had been hoping for so long.
Then at a time when she was in despair, we started an affair.
But the very next week, she met Henry.
That was the end of it, the end of me.
I'll always regret that.
I deeply miss her... Her warmth, her voice.
I miss Ann. Excuse me.
Thank you.
Hey, Henry.
Thanks for coming by.
My conductor friend.
Got something to show you.
That will blow your mind.
Follow me upstairs.
As a friend of mine.
You deserve to see this.
It will blow your mind.
Careful with the stairs.
Have no fear, my friend
I'm not gonna play.
Any trick of mine
♪ ♪
- Henry, what are you do... - Shh.
Can you believe it?
I just can't believe it.
- Can you explain it? - I can't explain it.
- Is it really happening? - I don't know what to think.
Is it really happening?
I really don't know what to think.
To us?
- How 'bout a drink? - I need a drink.
A strong drink.
Here's my plan, my sweet conductor.
We three travel round the world.
She performs with you conducting.
Backing her around the world.
All the world deserves to see this.
It's our moral duty, right?
Well, what do you think, conductor?
Am I wrong or am I right?
If you would consent.
To be there for her.
Your fame will grow greater.
Two hundred percent.
We would tour the world.
Show her to the world.
Millions would go wild.
Cherishing the child.
This is really exploitation.
-No, not really -sure it is.
This is really exploitation.
-No, not really -sure it is.
You know what my future looks like.
From a money point of view.
With the income from performance.
She could have a future, too.
- You're exploiting her, Henry. - No, not really.
- You're exploiting Annette. - No, not really!
Please make up your mind.
Please, conductor friend.
We cannot waste time.
♪ ♪
I have the same dream.
Every night.
Every night the same dream.
Adrift.
On an angry sea.
And in a moment of rage.
And stupidity.
I kill.
The one I love.
Ann, forgive me.
Ann.
I beg you
Ann.
Forgive me
♪ ♪
I have the same dream.
Every night.
Every night the same dream.
She's here.
Lying by my side.
An exercise.
In futility.
Did I kill.
The one I love?
There's no forgiveness
Ann.
I beg you.
There's no.
Forgiveness...
♪ ♪
You've read about her.
You've heard about her.
But nothing will have prepared you for.
What you're about to see.
Nothing will have prepared you.
For what you're about to see and hear.
Tonight.
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome.
To the premiere performance of.
Baby Annette.
I am Henry McHenry.
I am Henry McHenry
♪ ♪
Cynics among you may doubt
that what you're about to see is real.
That it is not faked in some way.
Let me assure you it is real.
Annette is a miracle.
Miracles do exist.
Without further ado
I introduce to you.
Baby Annette.
Baby Annette
♪ ♪
We love you, Annette!
- Exploitation! - It's exploitation.
I love you!
- Annette! - We love you!
Annette!
We love you, Annette!
Annette and me.
And the conductor are three.
We're traveling round the world.
We're traveling round the world
♪ ♪
Ladies and gentlemen, please make sure
your seats are in the upright position.
We'll be landing...
Shortly.
Here in Madrid.
We love Annette.
Here in Paris.
We love Annette.
Here in London.
We love Annette, we love Annette.
We love Annette.
We love Annette, we love Annette.
We love Annette.
We love Annette, we love Annette.
We love Annette...
Bon voyage.
Henry and crowd: Bon voyage.
Bon voyage.
We're traveling round the world.
We're traveling round the world -
we're traveling round the world.
Bon voyage.
Here in Stockholm.
-We love Annette -bon voyage.
Here in Cuba.
-We love Annette -bon voyage.
Here in Tokyo.
-We love Annette -bon voyage.
-We love Annette, we love Annette -bon voyage.
-We love Annette -bon voyage.
We love Annette.
What a beautiful, beautiful night, huh?
Hey, my friend, would you look after Annette while I go out
and let off just a little bit of steam?
Sure, Henry, I'll look after Annette.
We love each other.
So much.
So hard to explain it.
So hard to explain.
We love each other.
So much.
We love each other.
So much.
We love each other.
So much.
Speak soft when you say it.
Speak soft.
When you say.
We love each other.
So much.
All the girls I see.
Look so great to me.
What amazes me.
Is what they see in me.
All the girls I see.
In France and Italy.
Or here in roppongi.
What do they see in me?
Am I handsome? No.
You're so handsome.
Charming? Well, so-so.
You're so charming
I'm a foreign guy.
So exotic.
Rich and drunk, maybe that's why.
Hard to imagine.
All these fucking men.
Who hate themselves but.
Want us to love them.
All the girls I see.
Look so great to me.
But will I ever be.
Lovable again?
♪ ♪
I'm feeling just a little bit drunk.
I'm feeling just a little bit tipsy.
Shit.
Where, you might ask, did I go?
That would be none of your business.
Where'd I put my house keys?
So glad to be back at home.
Hey, Mr. Conductor friend, good to see you.
Thanks for watching Annette.
How is Annette?
She's fine.
There's my little Annette.
How's my little Annette?
♪ ♪
How does she know that song?
You had no right.
You had no right to teach her that.
You had no right.
You had no right at all.
You had no right.
You had no right to teach her that.
You had no right.
You had no right at all.
That song was our song, Ann's and my song.
That was our song, that song was our song.
Ann's song and mine.
That was our song.
No!
No, Henry, I wrote that song for Ann.
What?
So I had every right to teach it to my star pupil, Annette.
Yeah, bullshit.
You'd think you were her father.
Maybe... I am.
I think I am.
This can't be true, this can't be true.
Sorry, Henry.
You see, before you came along, Ann and I...
This can't be true.
Could this be true?
No one must know this or I'll lose my daughter.
No one must know this.
Or I'll lose my child
♪ ♪
Well, let's put Annette to bed
and then go by the pool and talk it over, okay?
Good night, Annette.
♪ ♪
You see, my friend...
Henry, don't fool around.
The water must be freezing.
You wouldn't want me to...
Drown, would you?
I don't know.
What was I about to say?
Shall we talk.
As you'd asked?
I can't stay, can you make it fast?
Not to be impolite.
But it's been a long, long night.
Hey! Henry, no!
Stop fooling around.
You're quite drunk.
Let's both sit down.
What is it you need to say?
Sit down, Henry.
Oh! Watch it! Hey!
Shh!
Okay, this isn't funny anymore.
-Not the least bit funny anymore! -Shh!
- Get your hands off me. - Shh!
Get your hands off of me.
What are you trying to do to me?
What are you trying...
What are you trying to do to me?
Stop it. Just stop it.
Just stop it, stop it, stop it.
Okay, okay. Okay, okay.
Stop it.
Oh! Stop, stop.
Henry, it's freezing.
Hen... ry, I'm going down.
I won't tell a single soul.
Even you can't be this cold.
So it was you.
After all.
No.
If only
I had gotten Ann.
To love me more.
There's so little I can do.
There's so little
-i can do -the conductor: If only I'd gotten Ann.
- To love me more. - There's so little I can do.
If only I...
There's so little I can do.
If only...
♪ ♪
Annette.
You're awake.
Everything will be all right now.
I promise, Annette.
Connie o'Connor here
for "show bizz news"
with the shocking announcement that Henry McHenry
has decided to end baby Annette's singing career.
Never again...
Before they move to Europe,
she will give one last performance
to be announced shortly.
Never again...
The baby will never perform again after that.
Never again.
♪ ♪
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome.
Welcome!
Welcome to the hyperbowl halftime show.
-Wow! -To the thousands who are here in attendance.
-Welcome! -And the millions who are watching at home.
At home!
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome.
Welcome!
Welcome to the hyperbowl halftime show.
To the thousands who are here in attendance.
Welcome!
And the millions that are watching at home.
Ladies and gentlemen,
please welcome our cherished.
Baby Annette.
♪ ♪
I love you, Annette! I love you!
As you all know by now,
this will be her last public appearance.
So, ladies and gentlemen...
Darkness.
Then a very sweet, soft light.
And then, for all eternity,
baby Annette!
♪ ♪
Baby Annette.
This is the largest audience
that Annette has ever performed in front of,
so some nervousness is completely understandable.
Ladies and gentlemen, baby Annette.
Baby Annette.
We ask for your Patience.
Baby Annette is a baby after all.
So please, once again...
Baby Annette!
What the fuck is that little bitch doing?
Baby Annette.
Daddy...
Daddy killed people.
♪ ♪
Russell and chorus: True love always finds.
A way.
But true love often goes.
True love often goes.
Astray
♪ ♪
Henry! Henry!
You are a murderer.
A murderer.
Murderer!
You are a murderer-♪ ♪
A murderer.
He is a murderer, he is a murderer.
There is no doubt at all that.
- He is a murderer. - Man: Henry, you killed her!
- He is a murderer. - Henry, you fucking asshole!
And he must pay the price and.
- Whether it's first-degree. - Henry, I hate you!
- Or less than first-degree. - Fucking asshole!
The point is moot to us 'cause.
He's still a murderer.
- And whether it's death or jail. - Goddamn murderer.
We'll send him far, far, far away.
-Murderer -woman: Go to hell!
Murderer.
He's a murderer.
You are a murderer.
Murderer.
-You are a murderer -murderer.
You killed the one that we all loved.
Nearly religiously.
Religiously.
-Nearly religiously -religiously.
No more will she die for us.
Who will now die for us?
Will die for us?
- Who will now die for us? - Will die for us?
No one can take her place.
But you who despises us.
Despises us.
- You who despises us. - Despises us.
We will now tame, break and destroy.
- Henry! - Henry, over here!
- What you have to say? - Public has the right to know!
Murderer!
Murderer! Murderer!
Murderer!
Please... raise your right hand.
Henry McHenry,
do you solemnly swear that you will tell the truth,
the whole truth, and nothing but the truth,
so help you god?
Truth!
Yes.
The truth is...
You remind me so much of my mother.
Mr. McHenry,
this court won't tolerate effrontery.
Clerk, please.
Once again please.
Please...
Henry McHenry...
Do you solemnly swear that you will tell the truth,
the whole truth, and nothing but the truth,
so help you.
Go-o-o-o-o, o-o-d?
No.
You'll kill me if I do.
Stepping back in time.
I'd pull Ann aside.
"I'm so proud of you."
Stepping back in time, I'd pull Ann aside,
"I'm so happy for you
I'm so happy for you"
I'd say, "Ann, what gives me the most joy."
"Is to watch you
"I'm a small boy.
"Wide-eyed in my awe at your silken voice
"I admire you.
-Never tire of you" -Ann: Never be tired of you.
Teary-eyed, she'll say
"I'm ashamed to see.
"That we both can't be.
Where we ought to be".
Crying, you will say.
"It's so sad, you see.
"That we both can't be.
Who we ought to be".
Stepping back in time, I could step aside.
Not allow my rage to be magnified.
To a dangerous point where a rash act.
What an impact
I can't grab back.
- No, there's no more time. - There's no more time.
-What a shame -oh, what a shame.
- That we both can't be. - That we can't be.
- Where we ought to be. - Where we ought to be.
- No, there's no more time. - There's no more time.
- It's so sad to see. - So sad to see.
- That we both can't be. - That we can't be.
- Who we ought to be. - Who we ought to be.
Henry.
♪ ♪
Henry.
She won't be the one keeping you company in jail.
I will.
Day after day after day.
Night after night after night.
It's incredible.
Annette.
Annette?
You've changed so much, Annette.
Yes.
Yes, I have.
You, too, have changed.
But at least you're safe here, yes?
You can't drink and you can't smoke here, can you?
No. No, I can't.
And you can't kill here, can you?
It was a joke.
Mm, you are my daughter after all.
No.
No more killing.
Only time.
"Killing time." Have you heard that expression?
No.
But now, you have nothing to love.
Can't I love you?
No.
Not really.
Annette.
We don't have long.
♪ ♪
I'll sing these words to you
I hope that they'll ring true.
They're not some magic chimes.
To cover up my crimes
Annette, of this I'm sure.
Imagination's strong.
And reason's song.
Is weak and thin.
We don't have long.
I stood upon a cliff.
A deep abyss below.
Compelled to look, I tried.
To fight it off.
God knows I tried.
This horrid urge to look below.
But half horrified.
And half relieved
I cast my eyes.
Toward the abyss.
The dark abyss.
I heard a ringing in my ears
I knew my death knell's ugly sound.
The overbearing urge to gaze.
Into the deep abyss, the haze.
So strong the yearning for the fall.
Imagination's strong.
And reason's song.
Is weak and thin.
We don't have long
I'll never sing again.
Shunning all lights at night
I'll never sing again.
Smashing every lamp I see
I'll never sing again.
Living in full darkness
I'll never sing again.
A vampire forever
Annette, no.
No, no.
Annette, Annette.
No.
I sang these words to you.
Can I forgive what you have done?
I hope, that they'd ring true.
And will I ever forgive mom?
Imagination is so strong.
Her deadly poison, I became.
And reason's song is never strong.
Merely a child to exploit.
Imagination is so strong.
Forgive you both?
- And reason's song. - Forget you both?
- So faint and shrill. - To take that oath?
- I stood above the deep abyss. - To take that oath?
Why should I now forgive? Why should I now forget?
I can never forgive, I can never forget.
Both of you were using me for your own ends.
For your own ends.
Not an ounce of shame.
The two of you, you're both to blame
I wish that both of you were gone.
Wish you were gone.
- No, don't blame Ann. - Wish you were gone.
- Annette, that's wrong. - Wish you were gone.
- No, don't blame Ann. - Both of you gone.
But is forgiveness the sole way.
This horrid urge to look below.
When all has gone so far astray.
God knows I tried to fight it off.
- Extract the poison. - Half horrified.
- From one's heart. - And half relieved.
- And from one's soul. - I cast my eyes
-i can't be sure -down the abyss.
Forgive the two of you or not
-i take this oath -sympathy for.
- Forgive you both? - The dark abyss
-i take this oath -sympathy for
- I take this oath. - The dark abyss.
Forgive you both?
- Or forget you both? - Don't cast your eyes
- I must be strong. - Down the abyss
- I must be strong. - Annette, please don't.
Time's up.
No contact.
And now you have nothing to love.
Why can't I love you?
Can't I love you?
Now you have nothing to love.
Can't I love you, Annette?
No, not really, daddy.
It's sad but it's true.
Now you having nothing to love.
Annette.
My Annette.
Never cast your eyes down the abyss.
Goodbye
Annette.
Goodbye
Annette.
Goodbye
Annette.
Goodbye
Annette.
Goodbye.
♪ ♪
Stop watching me.
♪ ♪
Action!
It's the end.
So we bid you.
Good night.
Safe journey home.
Watch out for strangers.
If you liked what you saw.
- Tell a friend. - Annette: Tell a friend?
If you've no friends.
Then, tell a stranger.
Tonight.
Ladies.
Three, four, one.
Good night one and all.
Men.
Man and woman: Three, four, one.
Good night one and all.
- Everyone. - Come on.
Three, four.
Good night.
One.
And all.
Get ready.
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
- Three, four. - Ready?
Good night one and all.
Toutes les femmes.
Three, four.
Good night one and all.
Tous les hommes.
Three, four.
Good night.
One.
And all!
♪ ♪