I guess when you consider it,
life is... life is chance.
A bunch of moments stuck together.
Could have gone one way or another.
But in the end, they went the way they did.
I guess the only way they could.
And I don't think there's anything that me
or anyone else could have done to change that.
Tell me I won't.
- Tell me I won't. - You won't.
And I guess that's where we'll begin.
No, you won't!
So, when am I seeing you again?
What makes you think I want to see you again?
Oh, okay.
No, for real, though, I would like to see you again.
If that's okay.
Maybe.
Maybe?
Hmm. Okay.
No, for real.
Okay.
Yo.
What?
I just wanted to see your face again.
Shut up.
- Hey. - Thanks, papi.
Um...
Okay.
Mercer.
Open cell two.
Yeah. How many episodes am I behind?
You're an entire season and now it's.
What's an entire season?
Did you see the first--
you didn't see the first season?
No.
No, yes, your whole season.
I mean, how many episodes are we talking about?
Like--
Um, I'm going to give you the recipe
for six apple dumplings,
which is what a batch usually is.
But I've already got half of mine in the oven,
just to kind of simplify the video editing process.
I can't eat my meat with fruit.
Meat with fruit?
I don't-- I don't like fruit with my meat.
I love fruit. Love meat.
But I don't want to eat 'em together.
Hmm.
Where's my room, back here?
And if it don't come out,
which it never does, turn it--
Am I staying back there in the spare room?
-Pardon? -In the spare room?
Yeah.
-I can stay there? -Yeah.
All right.
All right, I'm not a weakling.
I am a strong person
out here on the street.
And there's a lot of very, very nice people here.
- Yeah. - In Tampa.
And all joking aside, it rains a lot here.
Mmm.
During rainy season, and I know hurricane season
is coming and, you know--
Mm-hmm.Gotta bunker down, man.
- Yeah. - Look at me.
- Yeah. - I'm a hairy man.
I can take-- I could take the rain without--
without a shirt.
When you-- When you're a gorilla, you can take--
Yeah.
And-- and I am a gorilla.
You have beautiful eyes.
They're really cool colors.
It's only a reflection of your eyes.
Aw, that's so--
- Damn. - Thank you.
My eyes might be pretty,
but you're just seeing a reflection of your own, baby.
'Cause you are pretty.
You're a-- you're a bit younger than me.
Fucking, I saw him at the Wawa the other day, man.
Some hit looking ass, a white bitch with no teeth.
Yeah.
Nah, they were buying lottery tickets or some shit.
Nah, he looked at me and he was like,
"Oh, you need to respect your elders."
I'm like, "Yo, who the fuck do you think
you're talking to, first of all?"
Right. Exactly.
Yo, stop moving your shit, bro.
All right. Yeah, but Mom, that's exactly
what I've been trying to tell you.
You know about his powers?
All right, Ma, honestly, I--
I just-- this today is not the day for this shit.
I'm-- I'm just-- I can't. All right? So...
Ma. All right, you know what? I'm going to go.
'Cause I don't want to say something stupid and...
All right.
Fucking Christ, she drives me nuts sometimes, bro.
Let me hit that.
All right. But tell that motherfucker
he still has to pay for the last shit.
Fucking Mom driving me nuts.
Getting this Macklemore shit off your fucking head, bro.
This Macklemore and the face-ass motherfucker.
I know you weren't getting any pussy
with that long ass fucking floppy dog shit.
Fuck that.
Yeah, no, most definitely fuck that.
I don't know.
Rosie. Trust me. He's fucking gross.
I mean, he can't be that bad, right?
Uh, I don't know, Rosie.
You tell us, dude, that's wild.
Ooh. Nice one.
- Thanks. - Yeah. Hell yeah.
He's kind of cute, though.
Yuck!
Remember last year, that whole thing went down
with him and that one chick?
Like, I'm pretty sure he's fucked, like, everyone.
He's super gross.
No, like, don't you get, like, all your shit from him?
Like a million fucking years ago.
He's like some gross little New York pizza rat.
I mean it was-- Mm-mm.
Dude, Rosie.
You are like little miss innocent anyways.
You cannot hang with dudes like that.
Yeah. It was random anyway.
You got to listen to your girls.
Yup.
Mr. Mercer?
Sorry.
Mm-hmm.
12 years, huh?
Long time.
Yeah.
Actually, it could have been worse for you.
A lot worse.
Yeah, I was figuring I did y'all a favor.
Cute. Very funny.
Well, my job is to get you contributing back into society.
Basically, that means that I'm the one
that's going to get you the paycheck.
We gotta get going here, man.
Only got 30 minutes to get these over to the guys.
Yes, sir.
If they're waiting,
I'm going to dock y'all's pay, not mine.
Oh my God, are you crazy?
Open up.
No.
Open up.
Shh. Shh. Shh.
- What are you doing? - Shh.
Going to sleep.
- Come hang out. - No.
- Your dad home? - Yeah.
I'm gonna come in.
No. No, what are you doing?
-Are you crazy? -Yo, I'll scream.
No, you won't.
If you don't come out, I'm coming in.
- Absolutely not. - Fine.
No, no, no.
Take these.
Come on, just give me a minute. Okay?
God. Oh my God.
You are ridiculous.
Slash, I'm a genius.
Oh my God.
It's going to get lonely in here fast.
All right. Suit yourself.
I know about you.
- Know about me? - Yeah.
Yeah? What do you know about me?
That you fucked, like, everybody.
Lies.
I think this shit is heated actually.
You're from New York.
What's it like?
There's not enough pools in New York.
Don't you get bored of this place?
Don't even.
Come on.
Hey.
Bad girl.
Shut up.
I feel like a criminal.
What?
Can I kiss you?
No.
I'm nervous.
Oh, my God.
Ladies and gentlemen,
it is my pleasure to introduce to you the lovely,
the talented, and the beautiful...
Rosie.
Really?
Eh.
You're so stupid...
♪ I've got a five dollar bill down in my pocket ♪
♪ And it's burning up a hole as fast as a rocket ♪
♪ I know it ain't much ♪
♪ But baby it's something ♪
♪ I'd rather be broke than living for nothing ♪
♪ You and me baby, we got to get out soon ♪
♪ We could be dangerous 'cause we're young ♪
♪ I could be your Bonnie ♪
♪ And you could tote a gun like Clyde ♪
♪ Then we'd really be on the run ♪
♪ If you like my idea of fun ♪
♪ Oh, you and me baby, we got to get out soon ♪
♪ You and me baby, we got to get out soon ♪
♪ You and me baby, we gotta get out soon ♪
Yo, someone get this girl a contract!
Oh my God, why are you so--
- Rosie! - Why are you so loud?
Yo. Oh my God. That was incredible.
Yo, I'm-- I'm blown away. I'm blown away.
Do you mean it?
You blow me away. Yes, I mean it.
Oh my God.
Now, what can't you do, huh?
That's what I want to know.
What can't you do?
It's just different when you fucking grow up
in New York. I just feel like people romanticize New York
and this shit just-- It suffocates you.
It's like we can't breathe in New York.
It's like, look at-- look at this. You know what I'm saying?
This place is fucking heavenly.
You don't get this. You got birds chirping,
the fucking sunset.
And for real, you don't know how good you have it here.
You sound like my dad.
Yeah? Well, your dad knows what's up, then.
"Heavenly."
I think you're pretty heavenly.
Shut up.
Okay.
Oh, that's cute.
For the magazines and the book thing? Put this by it.
My little hideaway.
What you hiding away?
Yes. Why is that so you?
I don't know, I just keep finding them.
It's like they knew.
Oh, I definitely need this...
Okay, if this doesn't have me written all over it,
I don't know what does.
Definitely. But do you think you can, like, fit it in
- your pants and hide it? - Damn.
That's for you.
Guys, guys. Okay. So, this spot is super cool.
Which spot?
- The Hub. - Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
And it's really authentic.
Oh, yeah, for sure.
Am I going to be able to get in?
I mean, no one said anything last time.
It's definitely not going to be boring.
Good. 'Cause I'm tired
of being bored all the freaking time.
I'm not boring.
You're boring.
I just feel like my life is moving in slow motion.
Girl, I'm telling you, we're going to have so much fun.
Yeah, because I'm hooking us up with the good shit.
Yeah, you little drug ho.
You know how I do.
Do you remember Jason's, how lame that was?
- Yes. - So fucking lame.
Do you remember last week at Soul Night?
Yeah. That was fun.
It was definitely not boring.
How do I look?
You look so stupid right now.
What? Eh!
Really?
Eh.
Tu me vuelves loco.
- Dance with me. - No.
Come on.
Una bachata,
Eh. Eh. Eh.
That's not bachata.
What do you mean that's not bachata?
No, you're doing it wrong.
This is the step. You go one, two...
Eh. Eh.
- Vamos, vamos. - Ah.
I thought I saw something.
What'd you--
Yo, you're fucking dead.
Yo, you're dead.
Help me!
Yo, so the dude who used to live right here
was, like, 400 pounds back in the day.
Fucking starts doing that Subway
motherfucking Jared diet.
You know, the one from the '90s?
- Know what I'm talking about? - Yeah.
Before he was a pedophile.
So, my man would get up every day,
and he'd walk a mile up the road to the Subway
out by the Winn-Dixie,
buy himself a sandwich,
then he'd walk his fat ass back home.
You want to hit this?
Cali shit right here.
This shit has flavor, right?
You all right?
What happened to the guy?
Oh, the Subway guy?
Yo, that shit really worked.
My man was looking ripped after a while for sure.
Went from, like, a fat tubby ass--
Hey, yo, this plus the weed
is going to make you hungry as fuck.
Open your mouth.
Oh, hold on, hold on, shh.
- Um. - You okay?
-Yeah, I'm fine. -I got you.
- Oh, it's just-- - Hold that.
I want you to put it on me.
Um--
- I-- - What's wrong?
It's just I-- I've never done it before.
What?
I'm sorry, I-- um, I um-- I just-- I'm sorry.
You're fucking with me, right?
I-- I just-- it's not a big deal.
You fucking with me?
But-- but I like you a lot.
It's not a big deal. I'm cool. I can--
Oh.
I'm sorry. It's just-- This--
this stuff you gave me, it's-- it's really good.
And I-- I mean, it's really strong. I--
I trust you. And it's okay.
- Trust me? - Yeah.
Ugh. What does that even mean, you trust me?
- It means that I trust you. - Oh, my God.
Fuck.
You all right? You okay?
Yeah. I'm cool.
I kind of feel like I should take you home.
What do you think?
Sure.
Come on.
All right, just make this shit quick.
What's your problem?
Yeah, yeah, fucking Christ almighty.
Mm-hmm.
Yeah, I'm from New York, bro.
Yeah.
Mm-hmm.
Mmm.
Yo, my man, you got a problem with me? Hmm?
Mmm.
Oh man.
Yo, Rosie, I'm gonna be out. All right?
Text me.
Rosie, what the hell was that?
Hey, love, you doing okay?
- Yes, ma'am. - You need some water?
-No, I'm all right. Thank you. -All right.
You're welcome.
Okay, so I'm going to go?
Cool.
My bad.
Well, are you going to go to Soul Night?
I don't know, I might.
You know Rosie's gonna be there.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
What, you guys got, like, a thing or something?
Why? Did she say something?
Not really. She said you're cute.
Really?
Yeah, but a girl like her
probably shouldn't be hanging out with a guy like you
anyway, so...
Yeah, that's what they tell me.
All right, well, maybe I'll see you, maybe I won't.
♪ Drive the nail ♪
♪ Through my skin ♪
♪ Find my heart so you can kill the sin ♪
♪ Love me softly ♪
♪ Hold me close ♪
♪ Take me home, oh holy ghost ♪
♪ Damn all the rivers ♪
♪ Damn the saints ♪
♪ God damn all this true love ♪
♪ It never wins ♪
♪ Burn my body ♪
♪ Shut your eyes ♪
♪ The dress I'm wearing ♪
♪ Could make the devil cry ♪
♪ Love me softly ♪
♪ Hold me close ♪
♪ Take me home, oh holy ghost ♪
♪ Damn all the rivers ♪
♪ Damn the saints ♪
♪ And God damn all this true love ♪
♪ It never wins ♪
Rosie. Rosie, I--
Oh, shit.
You are fucking gross.
What is your fucking problem?
Don't fucking touch me. Don't you dare.
What, Rosie? What? I don't know!
I don't know what the fuck this is.
We didn't put a fucking label on it.
Are you kidding me?
You're a gross piece of shit loser.
You are a nothing.
I was so stupid to think anything else.
Tell that little bitch ass, Rosie.
Rosie. Rosie. Rosie, I'm sorry.
I don't-- I didn't know, okay?
I-- I-- Don't fucking walk away from me, Rosie.
Fuck you. You're such a fucking piece of shit, dude.
You're such a fucking dick.
♪ I dreamt I could reach the stars ♪
♪ I flew away ♪
♪ Left you with a broken heart ♪
♪ This love has gone away ♪
You see?
We only think we got a say in things.
That we're in control.
But it ain't true.
Because everything that's ever happened to us
in our lives has brought us right to here.
To this moment right here.
So, you think you were born to be a murderer?
Is something funny?
No, sir.
I guess I just don't understand the point
in telling a murderer that he's a murderer.
Because if he is, he knows it.
And I was born, same as you.
Same as you.
And like I said, whatever happens after that
ain't really up to us, is it?
What is this place?
Hey.
How are you?
Oh, um...
You're so fucking adorable.
All right. Oh, uh...
Do you think you could come here for a second?
Um...
Come here.
Yeah, get comfortable.
There you go.
Okay...
Oh. Okay.
Okay, let's not cry.
Stupid baby. Stupid fucking baby.
Fucking pussy. Fucking pussy.
Fucking...
Rosie, hmm. Okay.
♪ Rosita, Rosita, Rosita ♪
♪ Rosie ♪
Rosie.
♪ Rosie ♪
♪ Ro-ro-ro-ro-ro-ro ♪
Hmm?
Yo. It's like, why the fuck do I even care, though?
For real. Like, fuck it. Right?
None of this shit means anything anyway, bro.
We're all nothing.
You, you are fucking nothing.
You-- you're a fucking joke, bro.
You're nothing. You're a fucking loser.
You're all fucking nothing.
It's all fucking bullshit, man.
We all just out here.
All you motherfuckers are sleeping,
and I'm trying to wake you motherfuckers up,
but you don't want to fucking listen.
We're just out here. We're all in fucking pain.
You feel me? 'Cause we're supposed to--
we're supposed to live this fucking life of piety and--
and fucking morality, bro.
But it's just none of us are fucking happy.
You know what I'm fucking saying, bro?
Fucking Edgar Allan Poe over here.
Ah, bro, I'll come over there
and smack the shit out of you,
you goofy looking ass motherfucker, bro.
I'm trying to fucking talk now.
- Listen to me, bro. - Yo, just chill.
You good?
Nah, bro. I'm-- I'm on a preaching wave right now
and you motherfuckers are going to listen to me preach.
What the fuck are you talking about?
No, listen to me when I'm fucking talking, bro.
I'm the fucking Messiah right now, bro.
I got a fucking message. You heard?
What fucking message?
Bro, the message is that we are passing this shit on
like it is the body of Christ
and it absolutely means nothing, brother.
It is a void of emptiness, bro.
And we're all just a fucking sleep.
It's all crackers, bro.
It-- That's what it is, bro.
It's all-- It-- it's just crackers.
And what are you?
Fucking crack in the room.
Mm-mm.
No, no, no, no. I'm not a cracker, bro.
No, I'm... I'm the cheap ass grape juice
pretending to be wine, bro.
Nah, for real though. That's-- that's what I am, bro.
I'm just some cheap ass grape juice pretending to be wine.
I ain't shit. I'm nothing, bro.
It's like... I'm nothing.
- Fucking crazy. - Nah, bro.
Pontius Pilate thought Jesus was crazy, bro.
He sold him out.
Don't be on no Pontius Pilate wave.
I'm the blood of Christ.
You're killing the fucking party right now.
Is he always like this?
♪ Oh Rose, oh Rose ♪
♪ Won't you come back home? ♪
♪ Rose, won't you come back home? ♪
A new job. For what?
I don't know. I just need a new one.
Well, I need to know why.
I don't fit in.
Fit in where? Your job with the pool thing?
The world.
The world?
Are you all right, man? Like-- like, what's going on?
You doing something?
Can you get me a new job? Can you?
I can if you--
Can you get me a new fucking job?
Oh, hell, no.
- You're not coming-- - I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
Calm down, man.
I'm such a bone head.
I...
What?
Water.
Yeah, I'm-- I'm... I'm afraid of the water.
Make it flip.
So, like, she, like, feels super bad
about the whole situation.
For real, though.
You guys should not let
some sketchy ass drug dealer come between you.
It's whatever. I don't really care anymore.
I told you his little bitch ass was gross.
But you didn't listen.
Ugh, I'm just tired of people telling me
what I should and shouldn't be doing.
I'm over that shit.
I'm just trying to help my girl.
What's your number?
Um, you gotta earn it.
You gotta earn it.
Oh, how-- how so?
Uh... do tre flip.
Tre flip. All right, all right.
One more, boy!
That was almost a make. Make it happen.
I-30.
All right. B-14.
N-40.
Bingo.
Bingo. Six pack.
I got four, five, 11, 13, 14.
All right, short intermission.
Little entertainment.
♪ Oh beautiful for spacious skies ♪
♪ For amber waves of grain ♪
♪ For purple mountain majesties ♪
♪ Above the fruited plains ♪
♪ America, America ♪
♪ God shed his grace on thee ♪
♪ And crown thy good with brotherhood ♪
♪ From sea to shining sea ♪
Yeah, like that.
♪ From sea to shining sea ♪
Thank you.
I heard that accent. Where are you from?
From Brooklyn. Brooklyn, New York.
You know, I'm going to be there soon.
- Really? - Yeah.
I don't know why.
Well, I had a friend
that would say that, but I'm gonna go.
I can't-- can't deal with the weather anymore.
-I really, uh-- -So maybe you can come back.
I will be back
'cause, uh, that's what's going to get me there.
Okay. Maybe next time when you come back,
you can do some golden oldies for us?
Yeah.
- We'd really enjoy it. - Absolutely.
-Everybody enjoyed you today. -Thank you so much.
♪ I won't ♪
♪ Let you go away ♪
♪ I won't ♪
♪ Let you go away ♪
♪ I won't ♪
♪ Let you go away ♪
There she goes.
Thought you ran off on me.
Of course not, papi.
When you going to marry me?
Honey, I've been down that road before
and seen all I want.
We don't got to get married to have a little fun, do we?
How you doing?
I'm good, but how you doing?
You good?
Can I get you another?
No, I'm good.
You got a fucking problem?
My man, I think you could speak
a little bit more respectfully to this lady.
- What'd she think, bro? - Julio.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
Well, I think you should mind your fucking business.
Come on, man, I will--
Fucking idiota.
I swear on my mother's life,
I will cut you the fuck up, motherfucker.
I will cut you the fuck up. What the fuck is--
Yeah? I wish you would.
The next drink's on the house.
Little fucking bitch.
You go, you little mama's boy.
I'll smack the fucking the shit out of you.
You fucking bald bitch!
I wish you would, boy.
Stupido.
I'm sorry.
You're sorry?
I'm just going through some shit, Mom--
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I just want to fucking talk to you for a second.
Stop talking like your fucking drug dealing father.
How could you fucking say some shit like that
to me, Mom?
Honey. The truth hurts.
Why can't you be good?
Why can't you take care of your mama? I'm so tired.
- I know, Ma-- - Julio.
I'm fucking trying. I'm fucking trying.
What? You can't-- I don't see you trying.
It's not my fucking fault.
Fuck. Whose fault is this, huh?
I'm fucked up, Mom.
I know I'm a fucking disappointment.
All right? I'm just-- I--
I'm going through some shit, and I just--
I need to talk to you.
I'm sorry.
Okay. I want you to have good things,
-you know, a good life. -I know.
A good girl. But you have to stop this shit.
I know, I know, I know.
I'm sorry, Mom.
Come here. Come here, mijo.
I know. I know.
It's not even going to be a thing.
I promise.
I'm not saying it's forever or anything like that.
It's like, every day I wake up with a pain in my stomach.
Like I'm physically ill.
And it's from this place.
And I feel like it's crushing my soul.
I can't be here anymore.
Where are you going to go?
Where the lights never go out.
I can't believe you guys would leave me by myself.
It doesn't make any sense.
I'm like, waking up next to this guy.
I just-- I'm-- I'm sorry.
I just-- I...
I'm sorry. I just-- Where are you?
I-- I need you to come back and pick me up.
Please. ASAP.
Fuck.
I'm still mad at you, so...
Fuck.
Look, Rosie. I...
Thanks for the ride.
W-- would you talk to me for a second?
Rosie, would you please just talk to me for a second--
Please? I know I fucked up. I know I'm a fucking piece of--
Why are you here?
Yo, please, just let me talk to your daughter.
Get your fucking hands off her, bro.
Rosie, just come outside and talk.
Get the fuck up off me. Get the fuck out of my way.
God, don't touch him. Stop.
Can you please stop?
Get the fuck up out of my face, bro.
Don't touch him!
Stop!
Neither of you fucking care about me!
You're both assholes!
You shut up.
You don't fucking own me!
Fuck.
God.
Hey, amigo!
Hurry up, we have to make it quick.
Sorry.
Okay. Yeah, that's great.
That's aw-- Yeah.
Okay.
Uh, 6:30. Right. Got it. Okay. Thank you.
Thank you.
I'm gonna head out.
Think I'll be gone long, though.
You good?
- Yeah, I'm good, bro. - Yeah?
All right, man. See you then.
Hey. What's up with him?
Ain't got nothing better to do?
Come on, Nino. Get him going.
Let's go.
All right, blanquito.
this.
Make a loop. And cut it.
Entiendes?
Yeah.
It's kind of sad.
I mean, the tres amigas are breaking up.
What are you talking about?
Rosie. She's leaving.
What?
Yo.
She says she's sick of this place or something.
I don't know.
What do you mean, she's leaving?
-Where is she going? -She's going to New York.
Dude, she's taking a train.
-I can't deal with you-- -Who the fuck takes trains?
and this fucking town neither.
It's just-- It's so contrived.
She's so dramatic.
But I mean, I'm still here.
Get the fuck out of here.
'Kay, well, man, you're fucking gross, anyways.
Yo. When is she leaving?
- Mañana. - Mañana.
Hey.
Thank you.
Why do you do this job?
I'm supposed to give back to society, man.
Give back to society?
The only thing we give to the fucking rich people
is a place to park the cars.
Hmm.
Why you do this job?
It's work.
The family.
It's easy.
I work for my daughter.
Ella tiene un novio, un puta novio.
Sorry, man.
She has a boyfriend.
He's giving her fucking drugs, and he's just taking her,
and I'm losing my daughter.
He's a bad guy.
You know I used to fight bad guys when I was a kid.
I was a superhero, man.
Yeah.
You came from prison, dude.
You could be the bad guy.
You know, when I was a kid, I used to live with my mom.
We had these woods out back,
and, uh, I used to play there,
with my best friend and...
One day I was out there by myself.
There's a man out there.
He was a bad guy.
I got bigger.
And time... time went on and...
I seen him one day.
You know, he took something from me and I took...
I took everything from him.
Shit. Before I forget you.
No. Keep it.
Yeah?
What was his name?
Your daughter's boyfriend.
♪ The look in her eyes said it all ♪
♪ The motherfucker ran off ♪
♪ And the rain, it did fall ♪
♪ Pretty girl, the age of 19 ♪
♪ The highwaymen stole all her hopes and her dreams ♪
♪ Now she's looking for a way ♪
♪ To dance all night and work all day ♪
♪ Rose, oh Rose, oh Rose ♪
♪ Won't you come back home? ♪
♪ Left what she knew and took off ♪
♪ Without a trace, without a call ♪
♪ Heartbreak and dead and gone ♪
♪ She moved on ♪
♪ Rose, oh Rose, oh Rose ♪
♪ Won't you come back home? ♪
♪ This is the story of a girl named Rose ♪
♪ They say she's from nowhere but nobody knows ♪
Yo, I'm going to be going away
for a couple of months,
so don't touch any of my shit, all right?
♪ Rose, oh Rose, oh Rose ♪
♪ Won't you come back? ♪
♪ Rose, oh Rose, oh Rose ♪
♪ Won't you come back? ♪
♪ Rose, oh Rose, oh Rose ♪
♪ Won't you come back? ♪
♪ Rose, oh Rose, oh Rose ♪
♪ Won't you come back home? ♪
I'm still working on it.
What are you looking at?
I don't know.
It's just stuff like this that makes me feel
like this place isn't that bad.
If you were able to go back in time,
what would you do differently?
I wish it could be me right now
so you can see the way you looked in my eyes.
That's what I wish.
Well...
I see a man sitting on death row.
You're saying you wouldn't want to change that?
I'm saying everything's right where it's supposed to be.
♪ Someone, someone's alone ♪
♪ In the city tonight ♪
♪ You gotta do what's right ♪
♪ In the city tonight ♪
♪ Someone's alone ♪
It was never meant to be.
♪ Reach out your hands to the one alone ♪
♪ In your city tonight ♪
♪ You gotta do what's right ♪
♪ In your city tonight ♪
♪ Someone's alone, someone's alone ♪
♪ In your city ♪
Attention, please.
This is a boarding call
for Amtrak Silver Star train 92
en route to New York with intermediate stops in Kissimmee,
Orlando, Winter Park, DeLand, Palatka,
Jacksonville, Savannah, Denmark, Columbia...
♪ Someone's alone, someone's alone ♪
♪ In your city tonight ♪
♪ You gotta do what's right ♪
♪ In the city ♪
♪ Reach out your hands to the one alone ♪
♪ In your city ♪
♪ Reach out your hands to the one alone ♪
♪ In the city ♪