La Vie Boheme - Cast of the Motion Picture RENT

Evita

You make fun, yet I’m the one

Attempting to do some good

Or do you really want a neighborhood

Where people piss on your stoop every night?

Bohemia, Bohemia’s a fallacy in your head

This is Calcutta

Bohemia is dead

Dearly beloved we gather here to say our goodbyes

Dies irae, dies illa, kyrie eleison

Yitgadal v’yitkadash

Here she lies, no one knew her worth

The late great daughter of Mother Earth

On these nights when we celebrate the birth

In that little town of Bethlehem

We raise our glass, you bet your ass to

La vie Boheme

La vie Boheme

La vie Boheme

La vie Boheme

La vie Boheme

To days of inspiration, playing hookey

Making something out of nothing

The need to express to communicate

To going against the grain

Going insane, going mad

To loving tension, no pension

To more than one dimension

To starving for attention

Hating convention, hating pretension

Not to mention, of course, hating dear old Mom and Dad

To riding your bike midday past the three-piece suits

To fruits, to no absolutes

To Absolut, to choice, to the Village Voice

To any passing fad

To being an us for once … instead of a them!

ALL

La vie Boheme

WOMEN

La vie Boheme

MR.

GREY

Ahhemm

MAUREEN

Hey Mister — she’s my sister

WAITER

So that’s five miso soup, four seaweed salad

Three soy burger dinner, two tofu dog platter

And one pasta with meatless balls

ROGER

Eww

COLLINS

It tastes the same

MIMI

If you close your eyes

WAITER

And thirteen orders of fries

Is that it here?

ALL

Wine and beer!

MIMI & ANGEL

To hand-crafted beers made in local breweries

To yoga, to yogurt, to rice and beans and cheese

To leather, to dildos, to curry vindaloo

To Huevos Rancheros and Maya Angelou

MAUREEN & COLLINS

Emotion, devotion, to causing a commotion

Creation, vacation

MARK

Mucho masturbation

MAUREEN & COLLINS

Compassion, to fashion, to passion when it’s new

COLLINS

To Sontag

ANGEL

To Sondheim

FOUR GIRLS

To anything taboo

COLLINS & ROGER

Ginsberg, Dylan, Cunnigham and Cage

COLLINS

Lenny Bruce

ROGER

Langston Hughes

MAUREEN

To the stage

BOHEMIANS

To Uta, to Buddha, Pablo Neruda too

MARK & MIMI

Why Dorothy and Toto went over the rainbow

To blow off Auntie Em

ALL

La vie Boheme

MR.

GREY

Sisters?

MAUREEN & JOANNE

We’re close

ANGELS & COLLINS

Brothers!

MARK, ANGEL & MIMI

Bisexuals, trisexuals, homo sapiens

Carcinogens, hallucinogens, men

Pee Wee Herman

German wine, turpetine, Gertrude Stein

Antoniotti, Bertolucci, Kurosawa

Carmina Burana

ALL

To apathy, to entropy, to empathy, ecstacy

Vaclav Havel — The Sex Pistols, 8BC

To no shame — never playing the Fame Game

COLLINS

To marijuana

ALL

To sodomy, it’s between God and me

To S & M

BENNY

Waiter … Waiter … Waiter … Waiter!

ALL

La vie Boheme

COLLINS (SPOKEN)

In honor of the death of Bohemia, an impromptu salon will commence immediately

following dinner.

Maureen Johnson, just back from her spectacular one-night

engagement at the eleventh street lot, will perform Native American tribal

chants backwards through her vocoder while accompanying herself on the electric

cello, which she ain’t never studied!

ROGER (SPOKEN)

And Mark Cohen will preview his new documentary about his inability to hold an

erection on the high holy days

MARK (SPOKEN)

And Mimi Marquez, clad only in bubble wrap, will perform her famous lawn chair

handcuff dance to the sounds of iced tea being stirred.

And Roger will attempt

to write a bittersweet, evocative song…

That doesn’t remind us of «Musetta's Waltz!»

COLLINS (SPOKEN)

Angel Dumott Schunard will model the latest fall fashions from Paris while

accompanying herself on the 10 gallon plastic pickle tub

ANGEL (SPOKEN)

And Collins will recount his exploits as anarchist, including the tale of the

successful reprogramming of the M.I.T virtual reality equipment to

self-destruct, as it broadcasts the words:

ALL (SPOKEN)

«Actual reality — Act Up — Fight AIDS»

MIMI

Excuse me — did I do something wrong?

I get invited — then ignored all night long

ROGER

I’ve been trying — I’m not lying

No one’s perfect.

I’ve got baggage

MIMI

Life’s too short, babe, time is flying

I’m looking for baggage that goes with mine

ROGER

I should tell you

MIMI

I got baggage too

ROGER

I should tell you

ROGER & MIMI

Baggage

ALL

Wine and beer!

MIMI

AZT break

You?

Me.

You?

Mimi