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: In a musical, nothing dreadful ever happens.
: I listen to my heart.
: You like the movies, don't you? Bill Houston
: I love the movies. I just love the musicals. Selma
: But isn't it annoying when they do the last song in the films? Bill Houston
: Why? Selma
: Because you just know when it goes really big... and the camera goes like out of the roof... and you just know it's going to end. I hate that. I would leave just after the next to last song... and the film would just go on forever.
: [referring to Gene
] Why did you have him? You knew he would have the same disease as you. Selma
: I just wanted to hold a little baby.
: There's no more to see...
] This isn't the last song, there's no violin, the choir is quiet, and no one takes a spin, this is the next to last song, and that's all...
: You can't see, can you? Selma
: What is there to see?
: Clatter, crash, clack, racket, bang, thump, rattle, clang, crack, thud, whack, bam! It's music, now dance!
: You keep readin'. Gene Jezkova
: So long, farewell auf wiedersehen, adieu, adieu, adieu, to yieu and yieu and yieu. Selma
: To yieu and yieu. What - what does that mean? Yieu? Gene Jezkova
: It's your dumb musical. Selma
: Yieu? Gene Jezkova
: It's German. Selma
: Do you think?
: Cvalda. Kathy
: Why do you call me that? Selma
: It's like, someone whose... Kathy
: What? Selma
: I don't know, just big and happy. Kathy
: I am not that big. And happy, I don't know. Selma
: You just need someone to pull it out.
: I'm just not that kind of mother. Gene Jezkova
: Can't you be that kind of a mother?
: Thank you for telling me your secret. Selma
: Thanks for telling me yours. Bill Houston
: Mums the word, right? Selma
: Mum? Bill Houston
: We don't tell anybody. Selma
: Oh, yes, I won't tell anyone.
] Forgive me. I am so sorry. I just did what I had to do, I just did what I had to do, I just did what I had to do, I just did what I had to do.
: You Commie's make a big deal out of sharing everything. Selma
: Yeah. It's - it's a good thing. Norman
: What are you doing here - if - eh, Czechoslovakia's so much better than the U. S. of A.?
] I didn't mind it at all. That you were having a ball - at my musicals. And I was always there to catch you. Selma
: You were always there to catch me. You were always there to catch me. You were always there to catch me. When I fall.
: You'll be transferred to the other cellblock, at some point tomorrow. Selma
: That's the cellblock where they hang people? Brenda
: Yeah. That's were they spend the last day. Selma
: And then they do the 107 steps - it's from that room to the gallows, isn't it? Brenda
: That's what they say, Selma. But, look it, you're gonna get your stay. Why don't you try to think of something nice. All right? Selma
: It's just so quiet here.
: But he needs his mother, you know, alive, no matter where! Selma
: You don't understand! He needs his eyes! Kathy
: He needs his mother! Selma
: No! Kathy
: Yes! Alive! Selma
: NO! Kathy
: Listen to reason for once, Selma! Selma... Selma
: I listen to my heart...