BLIND MAG:
Shilo? Is your name, Shilo?
Can I talk to you?
Can you come down, please?
So we can speak.
I saw you at the show,
I thought I'd seen a ghost,
Your resemblance is striking,
You have your mother's eyes, her hair
I was told you died with her.
All these years have come and gone
How do I put this?
I'm your (I'm your)
Godmom.
SHILO:
State your business.
MAG:
Business?
SHILO:
What do you want?
MAG:
I want (I want) to finally meet you,
something real to cling to. Leave you,
With the hope that you will go do,
All your meant to,
All I failed too!
In you is a world of promise
We have both been kept in bondage
But you can learn from all my failures
SHILO:
I'm not supposed to talk to strangers
MAG:
Or let them through the gate?
SHILO:
That either.
A big risk!
MAG:
A big fence!
Shilo:
A mistake!
MAG:
A new friend!
MARNI'S HOLOGRAM:
Chase the morning!
Yield for nothing!
Chase the morning!
Yield for nothing!
SHILO:
How'd you do that?
MAG:
Do what?
SHILO:
That! That eye thing.
MAG:
These eyes can do more than see.
SHILO:
I know, I mean, I've seen you sing.
MAG:
Where?
SHILO:
From my window. I can see the world from there. Name the stars and constellations. Count the cars and watch the seasons.
MAG:
I wish we could've watched together.
SHILO:
I can't have guests!
MAG:
Never?
SHILO:
Ever! If Dad found out that I'd been let out, or that you'd been let in....
MAG:
I should go then, before I do, promise me you won't....
SHILO:
Better that you don't.
Forget me. It's best if I resume my life in my bedroom
MAG:
...a sheltered rose needs a little room to bloom outside her bedroom.
MARNI:
Chase the morning!
Yield for nothing!
Chase the morning!
Yield for nothing!
MAG:
Let your life be your dream,
Integrity, honesty, it's too late for me.
Don't look back till you're free to chase the morning.
MARNI:
Yield for nothing
Chase the morning.
Yield for nothing.
Yield for nothing!