Listen to Me Marlon Page #3

'Cause you couldn't come out flat,

you couldn't come out slow.

After the play was over,

I felt like a million bucks.

I was off into the night

with sparkles and zest

to see whatever I could find.

How wonderful it was to drive around

on a motorcycle with just a T-shirt on.

Two, three, four o'clock in the morning.

Some small club

in the black section of town.

And I was screaming

when they were playing those drums.

I'd hear that sh*t,

it just used to take me to another land.

This is my moment,

I want to take this moment

and that was wonderful.

And then your life changes.

Suddenly, there's a lot more girls

saying, "Hi, Mar."

When I was younger,

I was a fairly attractive kid.

I had a lot of derring-do and panache.

I was unpredictable and stimulating

for a lot of young girls.

I was young and destined

to spread my seed far and wide.

Girls and fun and good food

and sense of health and purpose...

It can't get better than this.

Nothing in life

could be better than this.

I was always making jokes and teasing,

playing practical jokes on everybody.

To be able to have money.

I never had any money.

My father was a traveling salesman.

I was making more in six months of work

than he made in ten years.

He measured everything by money.

He couldn't understand

how this ne'er-do-well son of his

could possibly do that.

If I have a scene to play

and I have to be angry,

there must be within you trigger

mechanisms that are spring-loaded,

that are filled with contempt

about something.

I remember my father hitting my mother.

I was fourteen.

Now that's how

I'm gonna clear the table.

Don't you ever talk that way to me.

My old man was tough.

He was a bar fighter.

He was a man with not much love in him.

Staying away from home,

drinking and whoring

all around the Midwest.

He used to slap me around,

and for no good reason.

And I was truly intimidated by him

at that time.

Now what kind of a queen

do you think you are?

You know that I've been onto you

from the start,

and not once did you pull the wool

over this boy's eyes.

When things

are extremely painful to you,

you don't want them

in your consciousness,

you want to forget about them.

And you are the Queen of the Nile,

sitting on your throne,

swilling down my liquor.

You know what I say? Ha-ha!

You can imagine

having to go someplace every night

and go through all that,

get yourself upset...

To have to cry or to scream

or to be ruined in some way,

that's work.

That's hard work.

People invariably associated me

with the part I played,

so that it was difficult to believe

that I didn't eat off the floor,

or that I, you know, didn't run up

the street with my shoes off,

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