Roger: What'd you forget
Mimi: Got a light?
Roger: I know you, you'reyou're shivering
Mimi: It's nothing, they turned off my heat and I'm just a little weak on my feet Would you light my candle? What are you staring at?
Roger: Nothing, your hair in the moonlight You look familiar Can you make it?
Mimi: Just haven't eaten much today, at least the room's stopped spinning anywayWhat?
Roger: Nothing, your smile reminded me of
Mimi: I always remind people ofwho is she?
Roger: She died Her name was April
Mimi: It's out againsorry 'bout you friend Would you light my candle?
Roger: Well
Mimi: Yeah? Ouch!
Roger: Oh the waxit's
Mimi: DrippingI like it between my
Roger: Fingers, I figuredoh well, good night

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 Your candle's out
Mimi: I had it when I walked in the doorit was pure Is it on the floor?
Roger: The floor?
Mimi: They say that I have the best ass below 14th street, is it true?
Roger: What?
Mimi: You're staring again
Roger: Oh no! I mean you dohave a nice, I mean, you look familiar
Mimi: Like your 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's where I work, I dance Help me look
Roger: Yes! 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, oh won't you light the candle?
Roger: Why don't you forget that stuff, you look like you're 16
Mimi: I'm 19 but I'm old for my age I'm just born to be bad
Roger: I once was born to be badI 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: Oh hear it
Mimi: What's that?
Roger: It's a candy bar wrapper
Mimi: We could light the candle Oh what to do with my candle?
Roger: That was my last match
Mimi: Our eyes'll adjust, thank God for the moon
Roger: Maybe its not the moon at allI hear Spike Lee's shooting down the street
Mimi: Bah humbugbah humbug
Roger: Cold hands
Mimi: Yours toobig, like my father's Do you wanna dance?
Roger: With you?
Mimi: No, with my father
Roger: I'm Roger
Mimi: They call me, they call meMimi