Roger: What you forget?
Mimi: gotta light?
Roger: I know you, youre shivering
Mimi: its nothin they turned of my heat an I'm just a little weak on my feet... Would you light my candle?
Mimi: what are you starring at?
Roger: nothing youre hair in the moonlight... You look familiar... Can you make it?
Mimi: just haven't eaten much today, at least the room stop spinning anywhay
Roger: nothin youre smile reminded me
Mimi: I always remind people of... Who is she
Roger: she died... Her name was April
Mimi: its out again... Sorry about youre friend... Would you light my candle?
Mimi: yeah... Ouch
Roger: all the wax its
Mimi: driping I like it between my...
Roger: fingers. I figured oh well good night
Knock knock knock
Roger: it blew out again?
Mimi: no I think that I dropped my stash
Roger: I know I've seen you out and about when I used to go out
Roger: youre candles out
Mimi: I'm illin I had it when I walked in the door it was pure, is it on the floor
Roger: the floor?
Mimi: they say that iґve got the best ass below forteenth street is it true?
Mimi: youґre starring again
Roger: no, I mean you do.. Have a nice... I mean
Roger: you look familiar...
Mimi: like youre dead girlfriend...?
Roger: only when you smile but I'm sure I've seen you somewhere else
Mimi: do you go to the cat scratch club? That where I work, I dance, help me look
Roger: they used to tie you up...
Mimi: its a living...
Roger: I didn't recognize you without the handcuffs
Mimi: we could light the candle...
Mimi: oh won't you light my candle?
Roger: why don't you forget that stuff? You look like you're sixteen.
Mimi: I'm nineteen. But I'm old for my age. I'm just born to be bad
Roger: I once was born to be bad
Roger: I used to shiver like that
Mimi: I have no heat. I told you!
Roger: I used to sweat.
Mimi: I got a cold!
Roger: uh huh. I used to be a junkie.
Mimi: now and then I like to
Roger: uh huh
Mimi: feel good.
Roger: here it - um
Mimi: what's that?
Roger: its a candy bar wrapper.
Mimi: we could light the candle.
Mimi: oh what'd you do with my candle?
Roger: that was my last match
Mimi: our eyes will adjust
Mimi: thank God for the moon
Roger: maybe its not the moon at all
Roger: I hear Spike Lee's shootin down the street
Mimi: buhumbug... Buhumbug
Roger: cold hands
Mimi: yours too... Big like my fathers
Mimi: wanna dance?
Roger: with you???
Mimi: no... With my father
Roger: I'm roger
Mimi: they call me they call me mimi.....