Texty: The Last Five Years. See I'm Smiling.
CATHERINE, with Jamie at a theatre in Ohio.
CATHERINE:
I guess I can't believe you really came
And that we're sitting on this pier.
See, I'm smiling--
That means I'm happy that you're here.
I stole this sweater from the costume shop--
It makes me look like Daisy Mae.
See, we're laughing--
I think we're gonna be okay.
I mean, we'll have to try a little harder
And bend things to and fro
To make this love as special
As it was five years ago.
I mean, you made it to Ohio!
Who knows where else we can go?
I think you're really gonna like this show.
I'm pretty sure it doesn't suck.
See, you're laughing, and I'm smiling,
By a river in Ohio
And you're mine...
We're doing fine.
I think we both can see what could be better--
I'll own when I was wrong.
With all we've had to go through,
We'll end up twice as strong.
And so we'll start again this weekend,
And just keep rolling along...
I didn't know you had to go so soon.
I thought we had a little time...
Look, whatever, if you have to,
Then you have to, so whatever.
It's all right--
We'll have tonight.
You know what makes me crazy?
I'm sorry, can I say this?
You know what makes me nuts?
The fact that we could be together,
Here together,
Sharing our night, spending our time,
And you are gonna choose someone else to be with--
No, you are.
Yes, Jamie, that's exactly what you're doing:
You could be here with me,
Or be there with them--
As usual, guess which you pick!
No, Jamie, you do not have to go to another party
With the same twenty jerks you already know--
You could stay with your wife on her fucking birthday
And you could, God forbid, even see my show.
And I know in your soul it must drive you crazy
That you won't get to play with your little girlfriends--
No I'm not, no I'm not!--
And the point is, Jamie,
That you can't spend a single day
That's not about
You and you and nothing but you.
"Mahvelous" novelist, you!
Isn't he wonderful, just twenty-eight!
The savior of writing!
You and you and nothing but you--
Miles and piles of you,
Pushing through windows and bursting through walls
En route to the sky!
And I...
I swear to God I'll never understand
How you can stand there straight and tall
And see I'm crying,
And not do anything at all...
CATHERINE:
I guess I can't believe you really came
And that we're sitting on this pier.
See, I'm smiling--
That means I'm happy that you're here.
I stole this sweater from the costume shop--
It makes me look like Daisy Mae.
See, we're laughing--
I think we're gonna be okay.
I mean, we'll have to try a little harder
And bend things to and fro
To make this love as special
As it was five years ago.
I mean, you made it to Ohio!
Who knows where else we can go?
I think you're really gonna like this show.
I'm pretty sure it doesn't suck.
See, you're laughing, and I'm smiling,
By a river in Ohio
And you're mine...
We're doing fine.
I think we both can see what could be better--
I'll own when I was wrong.
With all we've had to go through,
We'll end up twice as strong.
And so we'll start again this weekend,
And just keep rolling along...
I didn't know you had to go so soon.
I thought we had a little time...
Look, whatever, if you have to,
Then you have to, so whatever.
It's all right--
We'll have tonight.
You know what makes me crazy?
I'm sorry, can I say this?
You know what makes me nuts?
The fact that we could be together,
Here together,
Sharing our night, spending our time,
And you are gonna choose someone else to be with--
No, you are.
Yes, Jamie, that's exactly what you're doing:
You could be here with me,
Or be there with them--
As usual, guess which you pick!
No, Jamie, you do not have to go to another party
With the same twenty jerks you already know--
You could stay with your wife on her fucking birthday
And you could, God forbid, even see my show.
And I know in your soul it must drive you crazy
That you won't get to play with your little girlfriends--
No I'm not, no I'm not!--
And the point is, Jamie,
That you can't spend a single day
That's not about
You and you and nothing but you.
"Mahvelous" novelist, you!
Isn't he wonderful, just twenty-eight!
The savior of writing!
You and you and nothing but you--
Miles and piles of you,
Pushing through windows and bursting through walls
En route to the sky!
And I...
I swear to God I'll never understand
How you can stand there straight and tall
And see I'm crying,
And not do anything at all...
The Last Five Years
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