Plot
Joe Pendleton is a quarterback preparing to lead his team to the superbowl when he is almost killed in an accident. An overanxious angel plucks him to heaven only to discover that he wasn't ready to die, and that his body has been cremated. A new body must be found, and that of a recently murdered millionaire is chosen. His wife and accountant, the murderers, are confused by this development, as he buys the L.A. Rams in order to once again quarterback them into the Superbowl.
Keywords: accountant, afterlife, american-football, angel, athlete, back-from-the-dead, based-on-play, bicycle-accident, birthday, birthday-cake
Mr. Jordan: He's been drugged by those two downstairs. This is a murder. See how he's slowly sliding into the water?
Former owner: He got my team. The son of a bitch got my team.::Advisor to former owner: What kind of pressure did he use, Milt?::Former owner: All I asked was sixty-seven million, and he said "okay."::Advisor to former owner: Ruthless bastard.
[Tony Abbott, after ushering the shreiking Mrs. Julia Farnsworth out of her husband's office, millionaire Mr. Farnsworth who is meeting with Miss Betty Logan, returns to the office and, from the doorway, says]::Tony Abbott: Sorry to disturb you, Mr. Farnsworth. Mrs. Farnsworth saw a mouse.::Betty Logan: She just saw a mouse?::Tony Abbott: No. Before. Outside. But she relives it.
Max Corkle: You be the trainer and I'll start on Sunday.::Joe Pendleton: I'm starting against Dallas? What about Jarrett?::Max Corkle: They don't want to go with Jarrett. They want to go with you. Happy Birthday, Joe!
Joe Pendleton: She loves me, Mr. Jordan!::Mr. Jordan: Joe, you must abide by what is written.
Joe Pendleton: Do I... play Polo?::Sisk: Not really, sir.
Mr. Jordan: The likelihood of one individual being right increases in direct proportion to the intensity with which others are trying to prove him wrong.
Julia Farnsworth: You locked me in a closet!
Bentley: [On the landing of the elegant stairway, near the closet where Mr. Farnsworth/Joe Pendleton meets with Mr. Jordan, invisible to everyone but himself] I noticed there are two cups.::Everett: Well, Sisk felt that since Mr. Farnsworth was pretending to talk to someone, he might want to pretend to give him cocoa, too.
Max Corkle: [whilst training Pendleton in the spacious mansion grounds] This isn't going to work. You're playing football with a bunch of butlers!
Plot
Boxer Joe Pendleton, flying to his next fight, crashes...because a Heavenly Messenger, new on the job, snatched Joe's spirit prematurely from his body. Before the matter can be rectified, Joe's body is cremated; so the celestial Mr. Jordan grants him the use of the body of wealthy Bruce Farnsworth, who's just been murdered by his wife. Joe tries to remake Farnsworth's unworthy life in his own clean-cut image, but then falls in love; and what about that murderous wife?
Keywords: afterlife, airplane-crash, athlete, back-from-the-dead, based-on-play, body-swap, boxer, boxing, change-of-identity, character-name-in-title
A picture different from anything ever screened before!
Messenger 7013: I have an idea, Mr. Jordan, couldn't we have him reborn?::Joe Pendleton: Nothing doing; I'm not gonna go through *that* again!
Joe Pendleton: I don't want anybody's body. I want my body!
Max Corkle: Ohhhh... I'm goin' around again!
Joe Pendleton: [Joe and Mr. Jordan are looking for a body for Joe to inhabit] You can't palm off a second-rater on me. You gotta remember I was in the pink!::Mr. Jordan: That is becoming a most obnoxious color, Joe.
Messenger 7013: [when asked the location of his earthly assignment by Mr. Jordan] A place called New Jersey, sir - and if it can arranged, I would like a transfer!
[last lines]::Mr. Jordan: So long, champ.
Messenger 7013: I'm the one who says 'let's go'...
Anthony John "Tony" Abbott (born 4 November 1957) is the Leader of the Opposition in the Australian House of Representatives and federal leader of the centre-right Liberal Party of Australia. Abbott has represented the seat of Warringah since the 1994 by-election.
Prior to entering the Australian Parliament, Abbott studied for a Bachelor of Economics and a Bachelor of Laws at Sydney University and for a Master of Arts as a Rhodes Scholar at Oxford University. He later trained as a seminarian and worked as a journalist, business manager, political advisor and Executive Director of Australians for Constitutional Monarchy. Abbott has also been an author, ultramarathon runner and member of the New South Wales Rural Fire Service.
Abbott served in the Howard Government as Parliamentary Secretary to the Minister for Employment, Education, Training and Youth Affairs from 1996-1998 and Minister for Employment Services from 1998-2001. He joined the Howard Cabinet in 2001 as Minister for Employment, Workplace Relations and Small Business. Following the 2001 Election, he took on the additional roles of Leader of the House of Representatives and Minister Assisting the Prime Minister for the Public Service. In 2003 he became Minister for Health and Ageing , retaining this position and his role as Leader of the House until the defeat of the Howard government at the 2007 federal election.
wheN everythiNg seems to Drive me fAr AwAy
wheN everyoNe clAim to strAighteN my miND
I keep my thought iN the uNcoNscious’ Depths
from where A DAy everythiNg will rise As mist
the fog is hiDiNg my weAk AND coNfuseD will
I cANNot feel the surrouNDiNg bAfflemeNt
I cAN’t AppreheND whAt’s hAppeNiNg iN my miND
I’m oNly sure everythiNg will rise As mist
I’ll rise like fog
which pierce your fAte
I stAND still
the sky, the trees AND the Dust quickly skim me
it’s DArk but it’s DAylight
NeoNs shut perioDicAl
eterNAl shell
of A kNot of seethiNg flows
toDAy they Are DrAwiNg to the seNses
yeArNiNg lArvAs Disturb my sleep
they leAD me to A No returN trip
NeoNs shut perioDicAl while I stAND still while I stAND
still
but I stAND still
AND yet, I go beyoND
triviAlity close to me
I proceeD rouseD by uNreAl impulses
I stop if I wANt
AND I restore my soul
with tepiD outcries
I proceeD rouseD by uNreAl impulses
I stop if I wANt
AND I restore my soul
NeoNs shut perioDicAl while I stAND still
theN I leAve AgAiN
our Acts AreN’t the result of our free will
they Are simply pretty AND foolish efforts
elApsiNg betweeN two momeNts of stAsis
with the uNique AND sAD iNteNtioN
of mAkiNg the wAitiNg less teDious AND pAiNful.
oNly few iNstANts Are truly iNteNse
like the momeNt wheN you lAND
A blow After AN AsphyxiAtiNg AND breAthless coNceNtrAtioN
AND the blow will Allow you to free your most precious
vitAl spAce
till Now oppresseD, corrupteD AND seriously eNDANgereD
by the Nimblest iNtruDer,
AwAre AND heeDless of his DiseNgAgeD fiNAl coNDitioN
we Are strANgely AttrActeD by the momeNts’ chANges
more or less curious, iNDeeD, we reAct to climAtic eveNts
No oNe cAN kNow, better theN us, thAt we AvoiD
AbsorbiNg thAt tiNkliNg elemeNt by beiNg reADy
to protect our wretcheD ego with phoNey AND fAke
portAble bArriers, chArgeD with visible
rADiAtioNs oNly without ANy seemiNg Aim.
Affective gAmes seems to be AN iNterestiNg commuNicAtioN
mAtter
Although we try AND retry to DisowN this emotioNAl
AppeNDix
we Are eNrAptureD AND Nervously tosseD iN ANother
logic of miND with the oNly goAl to clouD
AND to remove from us the coveteD DiseNgAgeD fiNAl
time thAt beheADs the leAves goes further towArDs
the other eND of eArth NocturNAl Arrows implore
the joyful DAy leAve the bitter tAste of sileNce AND fAce
the storm
fight iN DefeNce of your secret hours
AN obscure metAls’ riNg eNcircles your loNely street
the rAiN is the eterNAl frieND of your fAce
smile iN the circus of the iNfiNite curtAiN
where shADows breAk up At the rhythm of timbAls
At Dusk the horizoN grows up
lively with DANciNg pAle figures
their heArt is tAttooeD with esseNces AND frAgrANces
everythiNg coNsumes AND fAlls DowN
wrAppeD by ruiNs weAriNg mourNiNg
it’s up to you to surprise your DestiNy
to mock the fuNereAl by breAthiNg the ecstAsy of the
cobAlt blue Dust
to let your plAsmA beAt with DiviNe AND iNcreDible force
Dull, bulgy AND DeformeD structure without brAce
smAll tumultuous cosmos with No coNtrol AND seNsAtioNs
coNfuseD iN chAos AND iN DAmp colors
it rotAtes ArouND
it rotAtes oN Axles trANsfixiNg it
forciNg it to New AlterAtioNs
it is uNstAble AND hArmful
it cArries uNheAlthy hopes
olD sorrows coulD surfAce AgAiN
AwAkeNiNg Never sootheD rAges
cAutiously tAkeN fAr from fire
burNiNg iNsiDe
electricAl impulses set its throb
it commANDs, juDges, DomiNAtes
it forces you to follow it
to DArkNess or to light
it DoesN’t cAre About you
rebel yourself to it
NothiNg chANges, he wiNs, you loose
Arrest yourself, listeN to it,
follow it softly
NothiNg is DiffereNt, it AlwAys plAys
it DoesN’t cAre About you
it is AlwAys pArt of you
it iNvolves every pArt of you
it receives you iNto its hostile womb
it Deceives you, AskiNg New questioNs
builDiNg Doubts AND hiNDrANces
you Are Not Able to DefeND from
forceD to stAy with it All life loNg
you DoN’t reAlize you Are the mAteriAl impeDimeNt
AND wheN it leAves your jourNey
worryiNg Desire of trANsceNDiNg sAyiNgs
terrible seNsAtioN of DesertioN
vulgAr ANger impulses
my metAl stAte my ActuAl stAte
AbsorbeD by the vitreous glAssy liquiD of my ArbitrAry
stArvAtioN
momeNts speNt iN uNDerstANDiNg the gAme
iN ANother coNtext I woulD hAve tAkeN possessioN
I woulD hAve electeD my New pAth
mAkiNg my striNgs vibrAte shoutiNg to time, cryiNg
iNsiDe
I cAN’t I DoN’t hAve to I DoN’t wANt to
I see my olD visioN vANishiNg like the breAth pAssiNg
through my hArm
I tighteN it, I fill it with my coNDitioN
I’m uNArmeD before eveNts
foolish miNiAtures, temporAry AlterAtioNs
DilemmAs the gAme is keepiNg for me
iNiquitous joy, flAvour DisAppeAriNg from my emotioNs
slow, releNtless, clever
it iNsiNuAtes itself cArryiNg myriADs of souNDs
ephemerAl eveNt iN coNtAct with the extreme siDe of me
I DoN’t like it I DoN’t wANt it
iNtellect DoesN’t help me
the courAge I leAD is uNexpresseD
flooDeD iN my miND
briDleD iN my heArt
I woulD like to listeN to New souNDs
to be strippeD from my meNtAl iterAtioNs
AlreADy rAggeD behAviour structures
protectiNg A shielD erecteD by myself
We come from the land of the ice and snow,
from the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.
The hammer of the gods
Will drive our ships to new lands,
To fight the horde, singing and crying:
Valhalla, I am coming!
On we sweep with threshing oar,
Our only goal will be the western shore.
Ah, ah,
We come from the land of the ice and snow,
from the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.
How soft your fields so green,
Can whisper tales of gore,
Of how we calmed the tides of war.
We are your overlords.
On we sweep with threshing oar,
Our only goal will be the western shore.
So now youd better stop and rebuild all your ruins,
For peace and trust can win the day
I beloNg to AN erA where he who meDitAtes is forceD to
weAkeN his time
where he who sticks to ANcieNt promises siNks AND briNgs
with him
his esseNces, his oDors AND his humble iNteNtioNs
I’m grippeD iN my Desire, I’m stoppeD by my hiNDrANce
I’m lookiNg for vitAl spAce but I imploDe
oppresseD by my morAl loAD I stAy iN A plAce
I beloNg to A time, I struggle AgAiNst
AN ethics thAt DoesN’t AppertAiN to me.
I oppose, but I see my eNemy DArkeNeD
my Accomplice pAtieNtly wAitiNg for light’s ArrivAl,
I fill myself with iNterNAl force, stuDyiNg the wiNNiNg
strAtegy
it hAs come, I brAcket it
he’s strANge, I see him
I observe him, I feel him
he goes AheAD AND tAkes possessioN of his feAtures,
I feel him, I see him
oDDly kNowN, pAiNfully kNowN,
trAgicAlly iDeNticAl.
I imploDe while I’m blockiNg my blooD
the bitter Accomplice tAkes me bAck, I cANNot bAr
I cANNot refute it before hAviNg uNDerstooD
why I must live to fight my uNcompromisiNg iNstiNct
I beloNg to AN erA where the eNemy is Not AlwAys out of
Como lo puedo explicar al verte me
atrapas,me elevas,me alzas.
No existe nada igual me miras,
me embrujas,me enredas,me matas.
Irresistible tu piel,incomparable querer
quiero llevarte muy dentro.
Imprescindible este amor,me invade
el calor ay fuego en este invento.
Una noche mas,que te voy a amar
escapan los sentidos bajo las estrellas.
Una noche mas,en la oscuridad
besos en la luna hasta que amanezca.
Tu me provocas demas,despiertas mis deseos,
alteras mis instintos.
Dificil controlar,descubres mis secretos,
me robas mis afectos.
Irresistible tu piel,incomparable querer
quiero llevarte muy dentro.
Imprescindible este amor,me invade el calor,
ay fuego en este invento.
ESTRIBILLO(2 veces)
Una noche mas....
ESTRIBILLO(3 veces)
Una noche mas.
Todo a Pulmón
QUE DIFÍCIL SE ME HACE MANTENERME EN ESTE VIAJE
SIN SABER A DONDE VOY EN REALIDAD.
SI ES DE IDA O DE VUELTA, SI EL FURGÓN ES LA PRIMERA,
SI VOLVER ES UNA FORMA DE LLEGAR...
QUE DIFÍCIL SE ME HACE CARGAR TODO ESTE EQUIPAJE,
SE HACE DURA LA SUBIDA AL CAMINAR.
ESTA REALIDAD TIRANA QUE SE RÍE A CARCAJADAS
PORQUE ESPERA QUE ME CANSE DE BUSCAR...
CADA NOTA CADA IDEA CADA PASO EN MI CARRERA
Y LA ESTROFA DE MI ÚLTIMA CANCIÓN
CADA FECHA POSTERGADA LA SALIDA Y LA LLEGADA
Y EL OXÍGENO DE MI RESPIRACIÓN
Y TODO A PULMÓN, TODO A PULMÓN
QUE DIFÍCIL SE ME HACE MANTENERME CON CORAJE
LEJOS DE LA TRANSA Y LA PROSTITUCIÓN.
DEFENDER MI IDEOLOGÍA BUENA O MALA PERO MÍA,
TAN HUMANA COMO LA CONTRADICCIÓN.
QUE DIFÍCIL SE ME HACE SEGUIR PAGANDO EL PEAJE
DE ESTA RUTA DE LOCURA Y AMBICIÓN.
UN AMIGO EN LA CARRERA, UNA LUZ y UNA ESCALERA
Y LA FUERZA DE HACER TODO A PULMÓN.
CADA NOTA CADA IDEA
CADA PASO EN MI CARRERA
Y LA ESTROFA DE MI ÚLTIMA CANCIÓN
CADA FECHA POSTERGADA
LA SALIDA Y LA LLEGADA
Y EL OXÍGENO DE MI RESPIRACIÓN
Y TODO A PULMÓN, TODO A PULMÓN
Me estás dando mala vida
mala vida y desconsuelo
desconsuelo por no verte
por no verte desespero
Por tus besos yo daría
yo daría el mundo entero
todo el mundo por tenerte
por tener lo que más quiero
Si me das tu corazón
yo te ofrezco la pasión
no me quites la ilusión
que se me va
No me queda vida
cuando tu me niegas un beso
muero noche y día
cuando te deseo y no puedo
Que no me queda vida
y mi alma sube hasta el cielo
te miro desde arriba
y cuanto más arriba
ay, niña más me muero
No me queda otra salida
que buscarte entre mis sueños
sueño niña que eres mía
mía entera en alma y cuerpo
Yo sólo quiero tres cosas
amor, salud y dinero
si me quitas una de ellas
no te lleves lo primero
Si me das tu corazón
yo te ofrezco la pasión
no me quites la ilusión
que se me va
No me queda vida
cuando tu me niegas un beso
muero noche y día
cuando te deseo y no puedo
Que no me queda vida
y mi alma sube hasta el cielo
te miro desde arriba
y cuanto más arriba
ay, niña más me muero
Si quisieras perdería por ti la razón
hasta el alma entregaría por ser tu obsesión
no me dejes esta espina en el corazón
cúrame esta herida que se me va
No me queda vida
cuando tu me niegas un beso
muero noche y día
cuando te deseo y no puedo
Que no me queda vida
y mi alma sube hasta el cielo
te miro desde arriba
y cuanto más arriba
ay, niña más me muero
Ay, no, no, no me queda vida
ay, no, no, no me queda vida
a mi ya no me queda vida
No me queda vida
cuando tu me niegas un beso
muero noche y día
cuando te deseo y no puedo
Que no me queda vida
y mi alma sube hasta el cielo
te miro desde arriba
y cuanto más arriba
ay, niña más me muero
Cuanta nostalgia me atrapa si tú no estás
miro mis alas, recuerdo quien me enseño a volar
Quien escuchó mi llanto
quien abrigó mi ser
quien apacigua el alma
quien me acoge y me da fe
Eres tú mi aliento, mi refugio, mi vida
es tu luz la que me da la paz
sólo junto a ti me atrevo a caminar
te llevo aquí en mi pecho
esencia de ternura y besos
Cuanta ternura envuelve mi despertar
te hecho de menos, te espero en mi soledad
Una sonrisa me invade al pensar en ti
cuando jugabas conmigo
cantabas y era feliz
Eres tú mi aliento, mi refugio, mi vida
es tu luz la que me da la paz
sólo junto a ti me atrevo a caminar
te llevo aquí en mi pecho
esencia de ternura y besos
Vistes de fuerza mi fragilidad
arropas mi alma en tu serenidad
eres mi norte, principio y final
eres mi aplomo, mi ángel de la guarda
Eres tú mi aliento, mi refugio, mi vida
es tu luz la que me da la paz
sólo junto a ti me atrevo a caminar
te llevo aquí en mi pecho
esencia de ternura y besos
Eres tú mi aliento, mi refugio, mi vida
es tu luz la que me da la paz
sólo junto a ti me atrevo a caminar
te llevo aquí en mi pecho
esencia de ternura y besos
esencia de ternura y besos.
cuando me hablas por dentro yo, creo enloquecer, mi pensamiento se pierde en ti, te quiero retener, si no te encuentro esta noche aqui, se viene encima el mundo, es tu sonrisa que si no esta no encuentro mi refugio
me haces sentir que puedo sonar y me elevas del suelo y hasta el cielo puedo tocar
he vivido en la soledad pero tu magia me a sabido rescatar, con cada gesto de complicidad la alegria de tu alma derroto mi fragilidad eres la llama de mi corazon aviva el fuego que se apaga en mi interior por cada lagrima que ayer llore hoy respiro tu aire que me llena de libertad
cuando me miras tus ojos son solo tu reflejo te doy las gracias por compartir este sentimiento porque el camino lo haces tu te sigo cada dia, sin ti no encuentro mi libertad, tu eres mi alegria
me haces sentir que puedo soñar y me elevas del suelo y hasta el cielo puedo tocar, e vivido en la soledad pero tu magia me a sabido rescatar con cada gesto de complicidad la alegria de tu alma derroto mi fragilidad eres la llama de mi corazon aviva el fuego que se apaga en mi interior por cada lagrima que ayer llore hoy respiro tu aire que me llena de libertad
tu me haces sentir, que puedo soñar tu me elevas del suelo y hasta el cielo puedo tocar