:07:02
All right.
This one's for you.
:07:08
The lights beam
down from the stars
:07:12
And it takes my breath away
:07:15
And the tears of glee
in my heart
:07:19
End up voicing words to say
:07:22
All I feel is invested in this...
:07:25
Oh, my God.
Who is that?
:07:27
That's my boy Neal Fox.
:07:29
I found him playing
at a dive in the Village.
:07:31
He's smokin'.
:07:32
Can I have him
for my birthday?
:07:34
No, Molly, I brought him here
so Roma could check him out.
:07:38
Besides, he's 100% girly free.
:07:40
He's celibate, like Morrissey.
He's all about the music.
:07:44
You wouldn't know real music
if Mozart hit you on the head.
:07:47
Quiet, the both of you.
:07:49
Quiet? This place is so loud,
it is giving me a migraine.
:07:55
My call of love
:07:57
Then she'll rise with love...
:08:00
Mom!
:08:02
No, your mom's over there
talkin' to my man Nas.
:08:04
We been tryin'
to sign him for months.
:08:06
Could you please keep it down?
- Mom, I wanna go home now!
:08:19
Night, Molls.
- Bye.
:08:20
Good night, Molly!
- Bye!
:08:22
I finished my new record and...
- That's great, Duncan.
:08:27
Nice to see you. Where is he?
"- ,,,"give me your two cents.
:08:32
Huey said this guy
is practically a monk.
:08:34
What the hell
are you trying to prove?
:08:37
The only reason you're looking
at this guy is because you can't have him.
:08:40
He's a rock 'n' roll
poet sex god.
:08:43
You'll toss him in a week.
:08:45
No, Ing, this one's different.
:08:48
I can feel it.
:08:50
That was good.
:08:52
Kid, I haven't heard
blue-eyed soul like that
:08:54
since Jeff Buckley's record.
:08:56
See what I'm sayin'?
:08:58
What did I tell you, Roma?
He's smokin', right?