Finale

December 24th, 9 p.m.
Eastern standard time
I can't believe a year went by so fast, ha
Now we measure how that year has passed
Turn the projector on

First shot Roger
Tuning his Fender guitar he just got out of hock
When he sold the car
That took him away and back

I found my song
He found his song
If he could just find Mimi
I tried, you know I tried
Fade in on Mark
Who's still in the dark

But he's got great footage
Which he's cut together
To screen tonight
For an audience of one
A non-paying audience of one

This is gonna be really good man
You don't have to say that
No I mean it
I'm really glad you're working on this
I'm glad you're home
Then again, maybe we won't screen it tonight

I can fix this
I've just got to figure out how to find a flashlight in the dark
Without a flashlight
What do you two do when I'm not here?
I had a little hunch that you could use a little flow

Tutoring again?
Negative
Back at N.Y.U.?
No, no, no
I rewired the ATM at the food emporium
To provide an honorarium to anyone with the code
The code

A-N-G-E-L
Yet Robin Hood'ing isn't the solution
The powers that be must be undermined where they dwell
In a small, exclusive gourmet institution
Where we overcharge the wealthy clientele

Let's open up a restaurant in Santa Fe
With a private corner banquette
In the back
We'll make it yet, we'll somehow get to Santa Fe
But you'd miss New York before you could unpack
Oh, oh, oh, oh

Mark! Roger! Anyone, help!
Maureen?
It's Mimi, we can't get her up the stairs
No!

She was huddled in the park in the dark
And she was freezing
And begged to see you
Let's get her inside
Oh, God
Roger

Got a light, I know you, you're shivering
She's been living on the street
We need some heat
I'm shivering
We can buy some wood and something to eat

I'm afraid she needs more than heat
I heard that
Collins will call for a doctor, honey
Don't waste your money on Mimi

Hello, 911?
I'm on hold
Cold, cold, would you light my candle?
Yes, oh god, find a-

I should tell you
I should tell you
I should tell you
I should tell you
I should tell you
Benny wasn't any

Shh, I know
I should tell you why I left
It wasn't 'cause I -
I know
I should tell you
I should tell you
I should tell you
I love you

Who do you think you are
Leaving me alone with my guitar?
Hold on
There's something you should hear
It isn't much but it took all year



Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan D. Larson
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