Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, thank you so much.

-(whooping) -Henry!

Just stop it, stop it, stop it.

Why did I become a comedian?

I will dispel it with some magic

-And whether it’s death or jail -Goddamn murderer.

Oh, this smoke shit.

CROWD: Bon voyage

Can’t I love you, Annette?

(gentle melody plays)

But I’ll kill my voice out here.

Would make my life easier.

I’ll never sing again

What are you trying to do to me?

Afraid, don’t know why

suffocating, suffocated by love.

What’s wrong, lady?

I’ll take care of you

-Laugh, laugh, laugh -(audience booing)

-WOMAN: Yeah. -(audience murmuring)

Henry McHenry...

I’ll never sing again

-How ’bout a smile, please -Take off your helmet!

May we start, may we, may we now start?

Fuck me, Henry."

Cynics among you may doubt

Was that a prank or something more, an aspiration?

All the Catholics hate the Muslims

Bitten, bitter, cradle!

(audience cheering, shouting "Bravo!")

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha

No one is ever ready for

(panting rhythmically)

I do have my suspicions, though, about why she isn’t alive.

A vampire forever

Fuck out of here

We love Annette, we love Annette

-(laughter stops) -(muffled heartbeat)

Two hundred percent

Look at what I got for you.

Out of this world

-(high-pitch tittering) -(audience laughing)

(monitor beeping rhythmically)

I remembered how extremely ticklish she is-- was--

You illiterates.

One, two, three, four, five,

-No, not really -Sure it is.

(cheering, shouting continue)

(audience exclaims)

’cause, yes, she’s a queen.

That would be none of your business

May we start, may we, may we now start?

(tenor singing)

This can’t be true

...trying to enjoy a blow job in a gas chamber.

So, ladies and gentlemen...

So I grabbed her legs,

(tenor and Ann singing)

-♪ ♪ -(birds chirping)

A moth to a flame

Can’t make your alveoli pop tonight.

(water splashes)

for her to ask that,

Can’t I love you?

One foot then the other

-Tell a friend -ANNETTE: Tell a friend?

(muffled heartbeat)

(Annette vocalizing to music)

-MAN: Exploitation! -MAN: It’s exploitation.

HENRY: Here’s my plan, my sweet Conductor

(man talking low in distance)

That’s what I do.

(continues laughing)

It’s time to start

I deeply miss her-- her warmth, her voice.

’Cause he’s Henry, he’s Henry, The Henry

Speak soft when you say

Oh, yes, yes, ’cause I’m sick and tired of making you...

Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in

My dear public, you fucking headless beast

High time to start

Okay, everybody, thank you very much, but enough already.

WOMAN: Come on, Henry, drop it, please!

Absolutely no desire left.

(crowd cheering faintly in distance)

We love each other

Sure, I’ve sinned in all your eyes

-♪ ♪ -She looked at me and smiled.

Then at a time when she was in despair, we started an affair.

Welcome to the world, Annette

Afraid, don’t know why

I sang these words to you

We’ll look back and laugh

Hard to imagine

-No, don’t blame Ann -Wish you were gone

(piano plays melody)

CHORUS: Newborn girl.

Not sure I should even try.

especially on the soles of her feet.

(Annette vocalizing)

Dream a perfect dream

REPORTERS: Why now?

(audience laughing)

Is nothing sacred to you?

AUDIENCE: That was sick!

Backing her around the world

ANN: Henry, stop it, stop it now!

(door lock clicks, door opens)

I need help, I need light

(Henry chuckling)

This horrid urge to look below

(Annette sighs into microphone)

(female chorus warming up)

(soft laugh) It was a joke.

So glad to be back at home

Strings, winds and horns

And half relieved

(siren wailing)

to change the subject.

-Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in -That’s it