Lyricist : Danny Abosch/John Maclay
Composer : Danny Abosch/John Maclay
EMILE: All I ever wanted was a quiet place
Where I could be alone in my own little space
But then I lost my job, couldn't pay my rent
I lost my home and had barely a cent
I was out on the street
Had nothing to eat
Thought I'd come and live here 'til I got back on my feet
Keep to myself, and stay
Out of everybody's way
But then one day, you kids ruined it all with your play
Now, just look what you've done!
This place isn't much, but it was the one
Thing left that I could call my own
Why couldn't you leave it alone?
Nothing to see here, just a dirty old cot
But it's my home
My home sweet home
And it's all that I got
Now, what am I gonna do with you?
Can't have you tellin' people I'm down here
ZEKE: We won't tell a soul
EMILE: No. I don't imagine you will
(EMILE takes a step toward the trio.)
BROOKE/ZEKE/BRIAN: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
BROOKE: Run!
(The trio runs away.)
EMILE: Wait! Wait! I didn't mean… I—
BROOKE: (to ZEKE and BRIAN) Go, go, go, go, go, go, go!
(They keep running, twisting and turning through the subbasement's labyrinth of tunnels.)
EMILE: Come back! Come back, please! I just want to speak to you—
BROOKE: Go faster!
(BRIAN falls behind and stumbles. BROOKE freezes in horror.)
Brian!
BRIAN: Brooke!
BROOKE: Wait!
(ZEKE is unsure whether to keep running or turn back.)
Zeke, go!
(ZEKE continues running toward the elevator while BROOKE runs back to help BRIAN. ZEKE reaches the platform, followed by BROOKE who helps BRIAN along. ZEKE tries to pull the lever. It won't budge.)
No! Come on, come on!
(BROOKE fears that EMILE is catching up. The lever still won't budge.)
Hurry up!
(Finally, the lever gives. The elevator ascends with a jolt. They scream. The elevator reaches stage-level and comes to a stop. They made it. Blackout.)
