Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

(panting rhythmically)

I’ll never sing again

HENRY: Here’s my plan, my sweet Conductor

ANN: Henry, stop it, stop it now!

Why did I become a comedian?

(muffled heartbeat)

What’s wrong, lady?

-♪ ♪ -She looked at me and smiled.

High time to start

(Annette sighs into microphone)

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

Sure, I’ve sinned in all your eyes

Look at what I got for you.

(Henry chuckling)

You illiterates.

Out of this world

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

Afraid, don’t know why

I’ll take care of you

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

I will dispel it with some magic

Not sure I should even try.

Fuck out of here

-Laugh, laugh, laugh -(audience booing)

Can’t make your alveoli pop tonight.

(door lock clicks, door opens)

That would be none of your business

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

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

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

Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in

(crowd cheering faintly in distance)

A vampire forever

All the Catholics hate the Muslims

(water splashes)

(audience exclaims)

Speak soft when you say

Oh, thank you so much.

We love each other

No one is ever ready for

-(whooping) -Henry!

I need help, I need light

(piano plays melody)

My dear public, you fucking headless beast

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

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

Cynics among you may doubt

This can’t be true

-Tell a friend -ANNETTE: Tell a friend?

Afraid, don’t know why

Dream a perfect dream

REPORTERS: Why now?

Oh, this smoke shit.

So, ladies and gentlemen...

(continues laughing)

(man talking low in distance)

A moth to a flame

(tenor singing)

But I’ll kill my voice out here.

We’ll look back and laugh

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

(gentle melody plays)

So I grabbed her legs,

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

So glad to be back at home

(tenor and Ann singing)

(Annette vocalizing)

Strings, winds and horns

Bitten, bitter, cradle!

Is nothing sacred to you?

(monitor beeping rhythmically)

(siren wailing)

Hard to imagine

Two hundred percent

I sang these words to you

suffocating, suffocated by love.

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

especially on the soles of her feet.

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

Backing her around the world

And half relieved

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

Was that a prank or something more, an aspiration?

for her to ask that,

CHORUS: Newborn girl.

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

’cause, yes, she’s a queen.

Henry McHenry...

Can’t I love you, Annette?

Just stop it, stop it, stop it.

CROWD: Bon voyage

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

(soft laugh) It was a joke.

Fuck me, Henry."

One foot then the other

Absolutely no desire left.

(female chorus warming up)

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

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

Can’t I love you?

(audience cheering, shouting "Bravo!")

(cheering, shouting continue)

That’s what I do.

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

What are you trying to do to me?

I’ll never sing again

One, two, three, four, five,

This horrid urge to look below

Welcome to the world, Annette

-WOMAN: Yeah. -(audience murmuring)

to change the subject.

AUDIENCE: That was sick!

-(laughter stops) -(muffled heartbeat)

-♪ ♪ -(birds chirping)

(Annette vocalizing to music)

-No, not really -Sure it is.

Would make my life easier.

We love Annette, we love Annette

(audience laughing)

It’s time to start