Assassins Musical Soundtrack Lyrics
Final Sequence: You Can Close the New York Stock Exchange/Everybody's Got The
Right
OSWALD
People will hate me.
BOOTH
They'll hate you with a passion, Lee. Imagine people having passionate feelings
about Lee Harvey Oswald...
(Oswald reaches for the gun, hesitates, then drops his hand.)
Somebody. Help me...
(Zangara steps forward, speaks in Italian. The Assassins translate.)
MOORE
Please. I beseech you --
CZOLGOSZ
We are the hopeless ones. The lost ones...
GUITEAU
We live our lives in exile...
BYCK
Expatriates in our own country...
HINCKLEY
We drift from birth to death, despairing...
FROMME
Inconsolable...
GUITEAU
But through you and your act, we dare to hope...
MOORE
Through you and your act we are revived and given meaning...
CZOLGOSZ
Our lives, our acts, are given meaning...
HINCKLEY
Our frustrations fall away...
BYCK
Our fondest dreams come true...
FROMME
Today, we are reborn, through you...
(Pause)
BOOTH
We need you, Lee.
MOORE
Without you, we're just footnotes in a history book.
GUITEAU
"Disappointed office seeker."
CZOLGOSZ
"Deranged immigrant."
BOOTH
"Vainglorious actor."
FROMME
Without you we're a bunch of freaks.
HINCKLEY
With you we're a force of history.
GUITEAU
We become immortal.
ZANGARA
Finally we belong.
MOORE
To one another.
CZOLGOSZ
To the nation.
GUITEAU
To the ages.
BYCK
Bring us together, babe.
MOORE
You think you can't connect. Connect to us.
CZOLGOSZ
You think you're powerless. Empower us.
BOOTH
It's in your grasp, Lee. ALl you have to do is move your little finger. You can
close the New York Stock exchange.
GUITEAU
Shut down the schools in Indonesia.
MOORE
In Florence, Italy, a woman will leap from the Duomo clutching a picture of your
victim and cursing your name --
CZOLGOSZ
Your wife will weep --
FROMME
His wife will weep --
ZANGARA
The world will weep --
GUITEAU
Grief. Grief beyond imagining --
HINCKLEY
Despair --
MOORE
The death of innocence and hope --
CZOLGOSZ
The bitter burdens which you share --
BYCK
The bitter truths you carry in your heart --
GUITEAU
You can share them with the wrold.
BOOTH
You have the power of Pandora's Box, Lee. Open it...
(He holds out the gun. Oswald takes it and crouches at the window.)
GUITEAU
I envy you...
MOORE
We're your family...
HINCKLEY
I admire you...
CZOLGOSZ
I respect you...
MOORE
|Make us proud of you...
|
|BOOTH
|I envy you...
|
|GUITEAU
|We're your family...
HINCKLEY
|I admire you...
|
|FROMME, MOORE
|We're depending
|On you...
|ZANGARA
|You are
The
|Future....
|
|GUITEAU, MOORE
|
|We're your family...
|
|CZOLGOSZ
|We respect you...
BYCK, GUITEAU
Make them listen to us,
We've been waiting for you.
BYCK, ZANGARA
Make them listen, boy...
ALL
(variously)
We admire you...
We're your family...
You are the future...
We're depending on you...
Make us proud...
All you have to do
Is squeeze your little finger.
Squeeze your little finger...
You can change the wor--
(Oswald fires. Silently, the Assassins leave. Oswald turns, lurches to his feet,
takes his lunch pail and goes out. Booth
returns, picks up Oswald's suicide note, takes matches from his pocket and burns
it. A slide is projected upstage: the
famous photo of Oswald being shot by Jack Ruby.)