[Desire ends with MacPhisto crying "Roma! Roma! Zooropa! Myyy Zooropa!"]

MacPhisto: "All mine." [breathes in and exhales heavily] "Off with the horns, on with the show. Do you know who I am? My name is Signor MacPhisto. I also go by the name Andreotti."

Crowd: [laughter and applause]

MacPhisto: "I come disguised as many things, and I'm particularly fond of show business. I know you like your pop stars to be exciting. That's why I bought these." [shows off platform boots] "Do you think I look funky?"

Crowd: [cheer]

MacPhisto: "I have a very good friend whom I'd like to make a telephone call to. His name is Bettino Craxi."

Crowd: [cheer]

MacPhisto: "Do you know him? I believe he stays at the Hotel Raphaël, shall I give him a telephone call?"

Crowd: "Yeah!"

MacPhisto: [gestures to Zoo ECUs still drifting down onto the stage] "I love to see money blowing in the wind. What a lovely sight that is. Now..."

[dials]

Crowd: [chanting] "Bettino, Bettino, vaffanculo!  Bettino, Bettino, vaffanculo!  Bettino, Bettino, vaffanculo!  Bettino, Bettino, vaffanculo!"

MacPhisto: "Hello? ...I love that!  Playing my song. Seem to have a bit of bother with the phone, shall we just try that again? [Ohh, let me see, I've hung up...] Ah. Just double-check this. Six-eight-two, eight-three-one. Shhhh."

Man: "Raphaël, buonasera."

MacPhisto: "Hello, is that the Hotel Raphaël?"

Man: "You're right."

MacPhisto: "Thank you very much. I'd like to speak, if at all possible, to Signor Craxi."

Man: "And who's speaking?"

MacPhisto: "My name is MacPhisto."

Man: "From where?"

MacPhisto: "I, I... my country of origin is not of interest to you, young man, could you just put me--"

Man: "No, you have to tell me absolutely because he will, he'll like to know. But I can do it."

MacPhisto: "Can you tell him that--"

Man: [irritably] "From where are you calling?"

MacPhisto: "I'm calling from downtown Roma!"

Man: [sounds like "McAllister?"]

MacPhisto: "And I'm calling to s--"

Man: "I, I understand what you are calling-- may I, can you spell me your, your name?"

MacPhisto: "My name is MacPhisto, M-A-C..."

Man: "Yes..."

MacPhisto: "...P-H-I-S-T-O."

Man: "Phisto."

MacPhisto: "Yes."

Man: "Okay."

MacPhisto: "And I'd like to get in touch with him concerning a very important matter."

Man: "Hold the line."

MacPhisto: "Thank you."

Crowd: [laughter]

MacPhisto: [sings] "Keep me hanging on the telephone..."

MacPhisto: [sings] "I just called to say I love you..."

MacPhisto: "Ohhh dear."

MacPhisto: [sings] "La la-la la-la... getting to know you, getting to know the things about you..."

MacPhisto: "Hello?"

Woman: "Hello, I'm his secretary – what do you need from him?"

MacPhisto: "Hello, I'm actually... I'm lea-- I'm ringing to give Mr Craxi a warning."

Woman: "Yes?"

MacPhisto: "Yes, there's a man looking for him."

Woman: "Yes?"

MacPhisto: "Yes – his name is Judge Di Pietro."

Crowd: [loud cheers and applause]

Woman: "What do I tell him?"

[Ultra Violet begins]

MacPhisto: "Be careful..."

MacPhisto: [sings] "Sometimes I feel like checking out, sometimes I feel like getting out... I want to get it wrong... can't always be strong..."

MacPhisto: "Do you hear me?"