Meanwhile, Mark is back at work at Buzzline, pouting because he's had to sacrifice his "art" for commerce- oh, the shame. We see him storming about his job, scowling and slamming car doors like a bratty teenager which is, admittedly, where his emotional development seems to have stalled. He must be a real joy for his fellow employees to be around. Finally, he can't stand the embarrassment of being gainfully employed any longer and quits his job. This just happens to coincide with Roger deciding that he needs to come home and reconcile with Mimi, so he and Mark meet on the roof of their trashy apartment, singing "You're not alone" ...I presume they mean in penury.
I'm ready to wash my hands of this film- and bleach my brain- but I will post one more time on it, summing up why I think that Rent is intellectually and morally bankrupt.