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Through the mirror of my mind, time after time,

I see reflections of you and me.

Reflections of the way life used to be.

Reflections of the love you took from me.

Oh, as I peer through the window of lost time,

looking over my yesterday, and all the love I gave all today.

All the love that I've wasted,

all the kisses that I've tasted, all today.

Through the hollow of my tears, I see a dream that's lost

from the hurt that you have caused.

Everywhere I turn, seems like everything I see

reflects the love that used to be.

Reflections of the way life used to be.

Reflections of the love you took from me.

Reflections of the way life used to be.

Ah, that was nice. Real nice.

But that's the way it is with us, right Casey? Nice.

Real nice.

All day through, I'm lost away.

The children's carousel, the wishing well.

I'll find...

The wet look?

It helps.

She's never looked better.

Well, McMurphy, it's too hot to work so hard.

What?

Not liking me. You're working way too hard, honey.

It's not so hard. It's a labor of love.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

Don't you die on me.

Don't you dare die on me.

Thompson, good night, man.

Hey.

Okay.

So I'm singing, crying in the chapel,

and these retreads are yelling,

Take it off!

At least they could have waited till the up-tempo number.

That looks a whole lot like blood.

It's out of date.

Then I feel much better.

I'm sticky, I stink, and I need what we don't have.

A bath?

That is not an air conditioner.

That is a hole.

We've been robbed.

What are we gonna do?

We steal it back.

Then I feel much better.

All that rehearsing,

and the biggest hand I got

was when I forgot how short my skirt was and bent over.

It's a jungle out there, McMurphy.

Nobody listens.

They could have sent a plastic blow-up party doll.

McMurphy.

Casey!

What did he say?

Who?

The colonel. You said you'd talk to him about Rick.

Yeah, too much talk scares the colonel.

Nice, real nice.

But you promised.

I never promise anything.

Look, I'll ask him next time.

There is a next time.

If everything goes according to plan,

I'll be able to kiss everything about the colonel but the colonel.

Adios.

Casey, what are you up to now?

No good.

If this deal goes down,

Casey won't have to do anything or anyone she doesn't want to ever again.

That's great.

That's independence.

The only kind that counts.

But it's my deal, my cash, my ticket out of here.

But wait, what about Rick?

People I'm meeting today, they know, you copy?

Then we'll get something on your brother.

Promise?

You never promise anything.

At it, girl.

That is not music.

That is an iniquitous, insidious, invidious invitation

to abandon common sense, culture and clothing

and wallow in an atmosphere of rampant carnality, sexuality and...

lax hygiene.

I could listen to you talk for hours.

Then listen to this, Miss Barber.

Your continued presence in China Beach is largely contingent upon my goodwill.

I'm dead meat, right?

Ah, but the road runs both ways.

If you need me,

I need you as well.

How?

I'm planning a special theme night for the General and his staff.

I want you to perform.

Grown-up men who won't cheer my underpants.

Oh, this'll be great.

I'll belt out some Motown

and then cool down a little with some Patsy Cline

and then blow the roof off with a hate-ass very freak-out

Will You Here My Janice Joplin.

How do you feel about Patti Maxine and Laverne?

The Andrew sisters.

You're kidding.

You want me to sing the wrong war?

I want the car to be here when I get back, ba?

Yes.

I do.

And the windshield wipers and the cigarette lighter.

And the radio.

As you can see,

the vase is a superb example of porcelain work.

The texture glazed is a subtle essentiality of...

What I see are two superb examples of photography.

What I want to see is the vase.

It isn't here.

The deal was...

Is that a problem?

We told you.

Half the money up front, half upon receipt.

Who told you proof of possession?

This isn't proof.

As far as I'm concerned, this is how you spent your summer vacation.

Proof is you,

vase in hand, standing just about there.

Rick won't let us bring it here.

Keep Rick happy. Bring him along.

Listen to me, little sister.

Don't listen to me, little brother.

The bottom line here is do you want to deal or don't you?

How do we know we can trust you?

The party I represent

contracted with your organization

to purchase one porcelain Kangxi vase

from the Manchu dynasty.

Trust doesn't enter into the picture.

Pick your safe place.

Bring the vase. I'll bring the money.

Save the snapshots for Rick's mantelpiece.

Third degree over 75.

Overeasy or sunny-side up?

Oh, shut up.

Oh, shut up. Have I grown predictable?

Is the magic gone from this relationship?

Did he get morphine?

Done.

Well, then get some sleep.

Rack.

Full rack.

On rack.

Sun rack.

Rack of ages.

Coming through.

Too hot to sleep. What now?

Couple hookers found him in an alley in Dogpatch.

Take it or leave it.

He's been lone-wolfing it for a while.

Not your typical combat wound.

Look at his wrists.

He was tied good and tight.

Execution? Is that what you're saying?

He knew too much. He talked too much.

Who knows? Who wants to?

I.D.?

Zip. Guys who go native don't wear dog tags.

Why do we even ask?

You know the guy?

Looks like an Iowa farm kid.

Lila!

So?

I think you could use a bluebird.

Or two.

Everyone's a critic.

You don't like it.

Don't like it?

I love it.

What is it?

Lorette, dear.

I'm waiting.

Okay, okay.

I'm ready. I'm set.

I'm go.

So...

Soulja Boy

Oh, my little

Soulja Boy

I'll be true

To

You

You were my

That's it? You didn't like it? I thought for sure you'd like it.

I like it, I like it. That worries me. Well then you'll really like this.

I'll be seeing you in all the old familiar places

that this heart of mine embraces all day through.

I thought for sure she'd like it.

Is something wrong? What have you learned about your brother?

Do you know anything more than when you first got here? I keep running into walls.

I was told he was probably missing in action and then KC she said he could be

in Da Nang. KC wait, what does she have to do with this? Well she said she had some

friends who were... Friends in Da Nang? Well people in the know she said.

A kid came into the hospital this morning. Rick? Is it Rick? Oh can I see him?

When I first saw him, wait I thought of you, his mouth it's it's so much

like yours. Colleen, I want to see him please

I need to see if it's Rick. Whoever he is

somebody put a bullet in his brain. A friend in Da Nang probably. It's just in

his mouth it's... Come on. Cherry! What? What

are you doing? I'm going to the hospital.

You still need to see if it's Rick. He's not in the hospital. I don't like this.

Don't do not. He could be her brother

Beckett. Oh man the guy just wants to be dead.

You're intruding McCann. This is my work.

It's not him. Are you sure? I'm sure. It's not like what you think you know. It's

hard. All the flesh goes to bone. All your dreams go to bone. I have to see.

Is it? No. Always a pleasure McCann.

You know what's so awful? I don't know anything. The awful thing is I'm so happy.

I'm sure I'll find Rick now somehow.

That poor boy's dead and I'm happy. We are so ugly.

What are you doing? Air. Movement. Anything.

What's a person got to do to get a drink around here?

What are you doing? Nothing. What are you doing?

Walking on air. Tonight Casey grabs the gold ring and kisses this carousel goodbye.

You're not leaving. Well not exactly. Retiring? Not exactly. Just diversifying.

I'd give the life of any firstborn type I would

produce for one honest to god sit down and wrinkle

all over Beth. I'd join you. And I'd make you.

One hitch. There's only one tub in the whole camp.

And? And it's in the CO's trailer. Strictly off limits. I can get you inside.

And I feel with these eyes.

So long fellas.

I'm gonna die. I'm gonna die naked in a hole

in the ground with Sandra Dee and Ava Gabor.

Steady on Loretta. No one's going to die here tonight.

Brandy? Lorna Dunes and Brandy go best with bumming. Would somebody shut her up?

They say truth is the first casualty of war. I would put my money on good manners.

Who's not mentioned money? A nice little

fireworks display could be costing me a fortune.

Is that all you can think about? Your bank account?

Oh it's not the money Lila. It's about independence. It's about money too.

Ava darling.

It's a vendetta now. It's personal. Ava and Charlie doesn't want me to get any sleep.

What took you so long? Didn't have a thing to wear.

Love your outfit though. Oh this old thing.

McMurphy you got to get some sleep. The skin

around your eyes is starting to look like wax paper. You're a poor slut.

The third casualty of war. A decent complexion.

Mama said, Mama said, Mama said, Mama said there'll be

days like this, there'll be days like this my mama said.

It isn't my complexion I worry about. I'm sure.

With all the booze and no fresh vegetables I have

fought the same six pounds since I got here. You

sure won the war. I couldn't bribe my rear end

into that dress you're wearing. You've got a great

rear end. I'd trade you anything. Neither of you

have anything to worry about. I come from a family

where the women go all the hip right after 32.

It's pretty scary. Be brave. Turn on the air conditioner.

No. Tell me, how do you do it? Staple your lips.

I never forget the religious side to fashion.

Hmm. Okay, that's right. Never, and I mean never,

underestimate the power of a prayer. Prayer?

Dear God, let it fit.

Okay, well, we hit all the big ones. Bad skin,

midriff bulge, power of prayer, ancient history.

I want to know when we're going to get down to the real nitty-gritty.

What's that? Oh, you have to ask? Men. Capital S-E-X. Men.

Oh, facts. My feelings exactly. I think I'm beginning to crack. Not a chance.

So, who's gonna be first? Okay, since y'all insist.

I'll go first. I believe that there are no bad men.

Only men who haven't asked me out yet, like Boonie.

I believe that he could be a really good guy,

and I believe that I should help him reach that

goal. I believe that someone should take her.

Girl, girls, girls. Steady, steady. So, what do you think

makes a good man? Me. Right on. It's true, we all know it.

Men are whatever we make them. Wait, I'm really lost.

Okay, you like the set of his shoulders? He's sensitive.

He's got great thighs. He's responsible. He's

good in bed. He's what? He's intelligent?

On his way up. Giving. And then he dumps you,

and all of a sudden you're dating a Nazi.

A hunchback Nazi. A hunchback Nazi with a poor

credit rating. I rest my case. Well, what about love?

In there, you make it fit. Like Casey's dress. If

he doesn't belch in public, you're sure it's love.

If he sticks around for a while, you're sure it's love.

If he doesn't hit you much, you're sure it's love.

Not to me. When you're a kid, you'll learn. Oh,

and that's so easy. I didn't say it was easy.

So, uh, anybody read any good books lately?

Bad books? Where is my brandy?

Okay, no, I got it. We'll play firsties.

You know, first dance, first car, first paycheck, and everybody tells their story.

I never owned a car. Right. Okay, the subject is

the first time you had sex.

Lorette. Colleen. I'm not going to participate

in this tawdry bit of show and tell.

Come on, Rick Murphy. Not on your life. It happened at the movies.

In a Chevy Impala. White, with the turquoise

interior. A car from the right side of the tracks.

I wasn't. To put it mildly, I knew every model of every car that was Aces.

And the first time I get inside one,

the junior mints were stale. So was the sex.

Oh, great. AT&T's down by two and a half.

What else happened at night? Until I was 20,

I never even dated anyone who wasn't the best friend of a brother. And a Catholic.

Five dates. Five boys, all whose mothers wanted them to be priests.

Sounds like hell. I didn't care about any of them. Except for Johnny.

I believe that Johnny Chthonic was my reward for following all the rules.

Nice girl finishes first, huh? Until my brother

Brian found out I wasn't such a nice girl.

How? They were best friends all through school.

I mean, catechism, confirmation, everything.

Brian almost beat him to death.

You go from one battlefield to the next. No wonder you became a nurse, McMurphy.

When it was over, the fight, Brian sat on the running board of his pickup and cried.

Said I'd ruined everything. Wouldn't even look at me. Colleen.

I was once in this band, Pontiac and the

Wyandottes. Strictly nowheresville. But the drummer

had forearms to die for. Drummer forearms, deep

dark tan, veins kind of stick out of the muscle.

He had this white shirt and he'd roll it up to here.

Anyway, I decided to give myself to this guy. Because of his forearms? I know,

denotes a certain shallowness on my part.

But I learned my lesson. Forearms to die for,

to not necessarily come from the backbone.

Dumped you, huh? In Pocatello, Idaho. The state fair for the reigning spud queen.

I haven't touched a potato since.

Not Donald. Just Don. That was his name. He was always very, very definite about that.

Just Don. He was with the RAF. He joined up

even before Pearl Harbor. I was a donut dolly.

We tried to rush the war, so afraid it would

end before we could get our fair share.

There was this little cafe, red check tablecloths, candles and wine bottles.

Some silly girl from Soho, trying to sing

like Hildegard. Are the three Andrews sisters?

Yeah. Don loved it all. He would slip this girl $20 bills just to hear her sing.

I'll be seeing you over and over.

His spitfire flamed out somewhere over the low countries.

My boyfriend and I, we have a special song, too. Does anyone know Icicles Popsicles?

Forget the top 40. We just want to hear about the boyfriend.

Well, actually...

She's never owned a car, remember?

Okay, okay. I got it. I got it. Okay, everyone

has to wish for what they want most in the world.

That's a snap. The undying love of a good guy. Or a standing ovation. Or both.

I wish I could get word about my brother from people who really know.

I wish I could get out of this hole before the deal of a century goes sour and I'm...

I'd like an end to world hunger and peace in our times.

Yeah, peace.

Just a cool patch of it.

Somebody here order pizza?

Can you tell me the reason for that?

Let's talk about mindless waste.

Those people you talked to yesterday in Da Nang, did they...

Yeah, maybe. You gotta let me handle it, okay?

I can still make contact.

Well, let me go with you this time.

Oh, sure. The spanky pants meets the black market.

Blow the whole deal.

There still is a deal.

Somebody just tell me. Tell me why.

Oh.

Nice to see you gentlemen this evening.

Yeah.

Hello.

Hi, Lila.

Enjoying yourself?

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

Glad you could come.

May I?

Sure.

Lila, when I sang that song in rehearsal today, I didn't do it to make you mad.

I just thought you'd get a kick out of it.

I'm not mad.

You're not.

I saw Don for the last time, 23 years ago.

Not today.

I feel like a jerk.

Oh, it's all right, Lorette.

It's a long time ago.

Hearing you sing, I thought about that silly girl from SoHo,

those red check tablecloths, and how much Don loved that song.

But I never did.

You're a lifeline tonight, honey.

It's just my job.

Sometimes it's my pleasure.

Definitely my pleasure.

How'd you end up here?

That's a long story.

Too long.

I'm not going anywhere.

Everybody says, tell me.

They don't want to.

They don't want to hear.

They don't want to know.

I do.

I saw guys die.

I still don't know why.

And I thought to myself, never happened to you, no way.

Then I woke up here.

And now, I can't go back.

Back out there?

Or back home?

Tell me.

I'm scared.

I'm...

I'm scared that it won't be as...

as real as all this.

You survived 40s night?

I survived the real 40s.

And the 50s.

I'll survive the 60s.

But where's Don when we need him?

All we've got here are these flyboys, zoomies.

I like to say he died because it plays better than the truth.

He didn't die, Colleen.

He just left me.

I must hate him.

Oh, sometimes.

But you know what?

I'd do it all again.

What are you doing tonight?

Washing my hair.

What about tomorrow night?

Doing my nails.

Night after?

Wexing my legs.

What are you looking for?

A little patch of peace.

Do you know where I can find it?

Do you mind sharing?

And into the bathtub, McMurphy.

That's...

I'm not so sure.

I mean, are you sure that this is a good idea?

Is it safe?

Yes, it's safe.

Think of it as the red-eye to Miami.

It's also peaceful.

Yes, I'm with you.

The money?

It's here.

First, I examined the vase.

You?

What do you know about Asian art?

Took a night class at art appreciation.

You know, you got a mouth.

Who says you're going to walk out of here anyway, little sister?

The party I represent would regret my loss very much.

And they don't speak with their mouths.

Where's Rick?

I thought Rick was coming.

Forget Rick.

Well?

The money's in the briefcase.

All of it?

Look out that high, little brother.

Be my guest.

Where do you get out all this?

Satisfaction of knowing that capitalism truly is the superior system.

What are you doing here?

KC, I thought you would put me in direct contact with people who would know.

KC, I'm tired of waiting.

I'm not doing anything for Rick.

Who's this?

Nobody.

She was just leaving.

My name is Cherry White.

I'm looking for my brother.

Do I look like the Red Cross?

The deal is off.

You talk too damn much.

You go home.

Forget about Rick.

I'm going to pay for that vase.

You got a receipt?

Hey, you can't do that!

It's beautiful, KC.

It's a launching pad.

That vase is going to take me right to the stars.

And I couldn't have done it without you.

Kangsi porcelain is distinguished by a milky opalescence

when held up to the light at a certain...

It's a fake!

Those bastards pulled a switch.

Nice.

Real nice.