SWAN-At least anda can talk. Plug yourself
into the console to sing. anda really think she's that good?

WINSLOW-Too good for you.

SWAN-I'll hire her anyway.

WINSLOW-She could be my voice now.



SWAN-Could she? Really? Stop terrorising the Paradise
and rewrite your cantata...for Phoenix. We'll both win. anda get your cantata sung sejak the right singer, I open Paradise. We can't waste time. Lock yourself up in here and write.

WINSLOW-I could write for her.

SWAN--it'll be performed here live. Phoenix will star.

WINSLOW-My cantata. For her.

SWAN-I'll get fantastic musicians.
The hall has...

WINSLOW-I don't trust you.
anda ruined my Muzik before.

SWAN-Forget about the Juicy Fruits.
Who wants nostalgia anymore?

WINSLOW-I don't trust you.

SWAN-No need. Here's a contract. Everything I've said
and lebih is in it.

WINSLOW-I'll read it.

SWAN-At your leisure.

WINSLOW-"The party of the first part
gives the party of the saat part...full power to do with him at their
pleasure, to rule, send, fetch...or carry him atau his, be it either body, soul, flesh atau blood." What does that mean?

SWAN-That's a transportation clause.

WINSLOW-"All articles...which are excluded shall be deemed included."What does that mean?

SWAN-That's a clause to protect anda Anyway, what difference does it make? What choice do anda have?

WINSLOW-I'll rewrite my cantata, but you'd best play what I write. (Winslow takes the pen and goes to sign the contract)

SWAN-Ink isn't worth anything to me, Winslow.(Swan pricks Winslow’s finger with the end of the pen.) Now sign. (Winslow signs) Excellent. (Swan signs) And now we're in business together. Forever.