Phantom Of The Paradise Page #2

-I must see...

If you wanna see Swan,

call and make an appointment.

-I got thrown out.

-They don't wanna see you.

-But I wrote the music.

-Just get out of here!

-Winslow, I'll tell him you're here.

-I'll wait for you. Good luck.

Why won't he just let me sing?

It was awful.

-What's the matter?

-Philbin tried to... I can't do it.

-I came here to sing. Leave me alone.

-Did you tell him who I am?

-What's your name?

-Hey! Come here, buddy.

-Where's a good department store?

-We'll take you.

-When do we get to sing?

-Not much singing happens here.

I've been here 12 times,

and I still haven't sung.

-What do you do here?

-You'll see.

-Can't you sing on your back?

-I've never tried.

If you can sing standing up,

you can sing lying down.

-Take your slip off.

-No, I'm saving it for Swan.

-Do it now.

-You're being auditioned right now.

-What?

-The whole place is bugged.

-You're kidding.

-No, Swan's watching us right now.

-Come here.

-What are you doing?

-He likes to watch us.

-Watch us doing what?

-Doing each other.

-Really?

-It turns him on.

-Does he like blondes?

I like blondes.

Do you mind?

I hate to bother you, but...

That's right, l...

Just hold me close. I just...

I need someone to help me

warm my voice up.

Swan!

Mr. Swan, you remember me.

I'm Winslow Leach.

May we rehearse?

Over here, Swan.

-Get this fag out of here.

-It's me. Winslow. Don't you remember?

I gave Mr. Philbin a copy

of my cantata, Faust.

You were gonna look at it.

You're auditioning girls for my work.

I'm Winslow Leach! I wrote it!

Where are you taking me?

Telephone.

That's him.

-What are you doing?

-Nothing.

-Are you some kind of pervert?

-No, sir. I'm...

-I'm Winslow Leach, the composer.

-What are you doing outside Swanage?

Listen, officers, you gotta help me.

Mr. Swan's got my music.

He pretends he doesn't know me.

He had me thrown out and beaten up.

-He didn't want to buy what you had.

-He said nothing about buying.

Jack, what's that he got in his purse?

I don't know, Joe. Take a look.

-I think I will.

-Mr. Swan said he had it on him.

What do you know?

Smack, Jack.

-You know the penalty for pushing?

-Life!

But I'm innocent!

Swan stole my music and framed me!

Welcome to Sing Sing.

We're very fortunate to be included

in the Dental Health Research Program.

This is a volunteer program

funded by the Swan Foundation.

You are all volunteers.

All your teeth will be pulled.

Teeth are a source of infection.

It pays to be on the safe side.

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