♪ When the healing has begun
♪ I want you to put on your pretty summer dress, yeah
♪ You can wear your Easter clothes, Sunday bonnet and all the rest
♪ But I wanna make love to you, yes, yes
♪ Yes, yes
♪ When the healing has begun
Fucking deadly you are, mate.
- Alright, bud. - Outstanding.
Don't fucking...
I'm just tying my lace, man. You know what I mean?
I swear, you fucking go near that, I'm after you. Fuck off.
I'm just tying me fucking lace. Fuck's sake!
Look here. Here. Play us Aslan, will you?
- Alright. You're fucking rapid, you. - Thanks.
♪ Oh, yeah
Here, hold that, will you? Thanks.
Come here, you...
(he pants)
I'm fucked!
Anton, fucking hell, man!
Come on. Give me that. Give me the case.
What are you fucking at, man?
Ah, fuck's sake!
- What are you at, man? - Sorry. I'm just fucking dying sick.
Here, look, I'll help you.
There's all your money. I'm just dying sick.
There's 20 cents, look. Here.
Don't fucking rob me. I'm trying to make a living like anyone else.
I know. We're on the same team. I'm sorry, alright?
But you're right. You're rapid.
You want money, ask me. Don't have me chase you all the way up the street.
You wanna give us that fiver, then?
Fuck's sake! Here.
- How's your ma? - She's dead, man.
Well, how's your old fella?
- Fair play to you. - I'll see you later.
Look. There's two euros. Look. Fair play to you.
- See you. Good luck. - Nice one.
♪ Scratching at the surface now
♪ And I'm trying hard to work it out
♪ And so much has gone misunderstood
♪ And this mystery only leads to doubt
♪ And I didn't understand
♪ When you reached down to take my hand
♪ And if you have something to say
♪ You'd better say it now
♪ Cos this is what you've waited for
♪ Your chance to even up the score
♪ And as these shadows fall
♪ On me now, I'll win somehow
♪ Yeah!
♪ Cos I'm picking up a message, Lord
♪ That I'm closer than I've ever been before
♪ So if you have something to say
♪ Say it to me now
♪ Just say it to me now
♪ Oh!
♪ Oh
Thanks.
Ten cents. Brilliant. Thanks.
- (foreign accent) Excuse me? - Sorry.
- Big Issue? - I can't afford it.
- This song you play, you write it? - I'm working on it.
- It's not an established song? - No, it's not an established song.
Why don't you play it during daytime? I see you every day.
During the day, people want songs that they recognise,
otherwise I wouldn't make any money.
I play these songs at night. They wouldn't listen.
- I listen. - Yeah, but you gave me... ten cents.
You do it for money, then?
- Why don't you get a job in a shop? - I have a job in a shop.
Listen, I'm gonna get back to this. Nice to meet you.
Who did you write this song for?
No one.
Bullshit? Where is she?
She's gone.
- She's dead? - No, she's not dead. She's gone.
- You love her still? - Jesus, man!
You're over her? Rubbish.
No one who would write this song is over her.
I tell you, you play this marvellous song to her, you get her back.
I don't want her back.
I see.
- What shop you work in? - I work in a hoover repair shop.
- A hoover? - You know, like a vacuum cleaner.
- You fix vacuum cleaners? - I do.
I have a broken vacuum cleaner!
- You fix it for me? - Yeah.
- I bring it tomorrow, then? - OK.
This is great. Tomorrow?
- Right. - OK. Bye.
Good luck.
♪ You have broken me
♪ All the way down
♪ Down upon my knees
♪ And you have broken me
♪ All the way now
♪ You'll be the last, you'll see
♪ And it's some fight you gave
(woman) This is Catherine. Leave a message and I'll get back to you.
♪ When I pushed you
♪ Away from me
♪ And every morning
♪ When you're turning
♪ I'll be far to sea
♪ And you have broken me
♪ All the way down
- That job's ready now, Dad. - OK, son.
I'm gonna head into town.
Shall I turn this round?
- What'll I get for dinner? - Bit of fish maybe.
♪ And what chance had we got
♪ When we missed every shot
♪ For me?
♪ And in the morning
- Hello. - How are you? How's it going?
I bring you my hoover.
Oh, right. Er... what's wrong with it?
It is fucked. It doesn't suck up the dirt.
There's nothing I can do. I don't have my tools with me.
I'm going on me break. Can you bring it in tomorrow?
Er, no. I bring it today. You...
There's nothing I can do. I don't have my tools. I'd have to bring it home.
If I come on break, you have a look at it, at least?
- Yeah, but you don't understand. - I come with you, then?
- For lunch? - Yeah. Alright.
- Yes? We go together? - Yeah.
OK. Thank you.
- (guy) Are you hungry? - (girl) I'm always hungry.
(chatter)
So,... you know a bit about music then?
My father used to play in the orchestra back at home.
He played violin.
But he got arthritis then and he killed himself.
Really?
But before he go, he teach me how to play piano.
It's not so hard on the fingers, he said.
- Do you get to play much? - No, I don't have a piano at home.
I can't get one in Ireland.
It's so much money. I can't afford it.
Yeah, it's expensive alright.
I play the piano, so this man lets me play one hour per day at lunch.
- Somewhere around here? - Do you want to hear me play?
- Yeah. - Now?
- Yeah. - OK.
(classical music)
Can we come in?
(buzzer)
This is the man I told you about. He's a real gentleman.
- Hi. - OK for me to play today?
- Yeah, that's fine. - Thanks.
- Not the baby Yamaha, she's sold. - Okey-dokey.
Uh-huh.
Now, which one today?
(plays)
- That kind of thing. - (exhales)
It's amazing. Did you write that?
No, no. Mendelssohn did.
- It's good. - (laughs) It's good, yes.
- Play me another of your songs. - No.
- Please. - Not here.
Why? Bill doesn't mind.
- Do you think it would be alright? - Yes.
- OK. I'll put that there, yeah? - Uh-huh.
- This is in C, yeah? - Yeah, I can see that.
(laughs) OK.
So it goes...
It goes... (hums tune)
Yeah? And then there's a bit in it... Can you do that?
(hums tune)
Brilliant. And then there's another part that goes...
(hums tune)
Yeah? And then the chorus... So you have those two bits?
- Uh-huh. - And the chorus goes... (hums tune)
That's it. Perfect. Brilliant.
- So do you wanna give it a spin? - Yes.
OK. (clears throat)
Two, three, four.
♪ I don't know you
♪ But I want you
♪ All the more for that
(both) ♪ And words fall through me
♪ And always fool me
♪ And I can't react
We change here.
♪ And games that never amount to more than they're meant
♪ Will play themselves out
Hold it. And the chorus.
(both) ♪ Take this sinking boat
♪ And point it home
♪ We've still got time
♪ Raise your hopeful voice
♪ You had the choice
♪ You've made it now
♪ Falling slowly
♪ Eyes that know me
♪ And I can't go back
♪ The moods that take me
♪ And erase me
♪ And I'm painted black
♪ Well, you have suffered enough
♪ And warred with yourself
♪ It's time that you won
Again.
(both) ♪ Take this sinking boat
♪ And point it home
♪ We've still got time
♪ Raise your hopeful voice
♪ You had the choice
♪ You've made it now
(hums)
Yeah!
♪ Take this sinking boat
♪ And point it home
♪ We've still got time
♪ Raise your hopeful voice
♪ You had the choice
♪ You've made it now
♪ Falling slowly
♪ Sing your melody
♪ I'll sing along
♪ Along
♪ Call, and I'll sing along
I moved back in about a year ago after me ma died,
just to help me dad out, you know.
Hmm. So tell me about her.
- Who, me ma? - No, the girl.
The special girl you write these songs for.
No.
Come on. What did she do to you?
Well...
♪ Ten years ago
♪ I fell in love with an Irish girl
♪ She took my heart
♪ But she went and screwed some guy that she knew
♪ And now I'm in Dublin with a broken heart
♪ Oh, broken hearted, hoover-fixer, sucker guy
♪ Oh, broken hearted, hoover-fixer, sucker... sucker guy
♪ One day I'll go there and win her once again
♪ But until then I'm just a sucker... of a guy
(both laugh)
(sighs)
So she's with him now?
- No. - No. Where is she?
♪ She's in old London Town
♪ Living somewhere round Chiswick
(both laugh)
I miss her, it's just it's, you know,...
You're not gonna go get her?
- No. - No. Fuck her.
♪ Fuck her! Fuck her!
♪ Fuck her! She's gone! Fuck her! She's gone forever!
♪ She fucking fucked it up!
Sorry. Sorry. (softer) ♪ She fucking fucked it up
♪ She fucking fucked it up
♪ And now she's gonna die
(plays discordant riff)
(radio plays softly)
Give us the Sharp 8 there, son.
And the Phillips. Come on!
Your son is a very talented man, sir.
Well, he should be, I trained him myself.
- Oh, no. I meant the songs. - Oh, right. Is he?
- Very. - OK, that's done.
It was just the belt. So it should be alright now.
- Thank you. How much do I owe you? - Ah, you're grand. It's free.
- Nothing's for free. How much? - Say four euro, love.
OK, We're gonna head upstairs, Dad. Is there anything else you need?
- No, I'm grand. - OK.
- A pleasure to meet you, sir. - And you.
- Take care. - Alright.
(door opens)
Come on in.
There we go.
(recording of him playing and singing)
(tape stops)
Wow! Can you transfer this stuff onto disc for me so I can listen?
- Yeah. - I have to go now.
- Do you wanna stay? - What do you mean?
- Stay the night. - What?
Fuck this. Thanks for the hoover.
- See you. - See you around.
(door opens and closes)
Fuck!
Flowers? Flowers?
- Hey. - Hey.
How's it going?
Where you going? I wanted to give you the CDs that I made for you.
I'm just really lonely and you're gorgeous. I fucked up. I'm sorry.
I don't know what to say. It won't happen again.
- Do you have a CD player? - Yeah.
Here you go.
The batteries are pretty low, but it should work.
- I give it back. - No problem. Keep it.
(sighs) I have to go now.
- I'll talk to you later. - Do you not wanna get a cup of tea?
- I'd love to just talk to you more. - I have responsibilities.
- I have to go home. - Is it OK if I walk along with you?
- Yeah. - Yeah? Cool. Cool.
- So how was it today? - Selling good.
Today is a really good day for me. I got a job in a big house, cleaning.
This lady's gonna pay me some money, so I'm very happy.
(guy) That's brilliant. I'm delighted for you.
- This is where I live. - Oh, yeah? Cool.
- Right, then. - Do you wanna come in?
Can I? Yeah. Cool.
- (girl) Hi, guys. - (man) Hello.
- (girl) How are you today? - (man) Not bad.
- (girl) How was work? - (man) It was great.
(girl) See you later.
(speaks Czech)
(they kiss)
(speaks Czech)
(woman yawns / speaks Czech)
This is my friend. This is my mother.
- How are you? - Hi.
- Nice to meet you. How's it going? - (mother speaks Czech)
This is my daughter, Ivonka.
- Come on. - Hey, Ivonka. Hello.
(both speak Czech)
- (speaks Czech) - Sorry?
Dinner. Do you want to stay for dinner?
- Yes. Thank you. - Yes? OK.
(little girl babbles)
- (girl) You wanna sit down? - (guy) Cheers.
(girl speaks Czech)
(both speak Czech)
(she laughs)
- What did she say? - She says you're handsome.
- She what? - She says you're handsome.
- How do I say thanks? - (speaks Czech)
- (laughs / speaks Czech)
- She says you're welcome. - Cool. Thanks.
- Try to speak English, Mama. - No, thank you.
Careful. Careful, Ivonka, don't do that.
She's grand. She's grand.
- Where's her da? - He doesn't live here.
Why not?
He's at home.
(guy) OK.
(speaks Czech)
They're from next door. They come in to watch telly.
- Hi, guys. - Hi.
There's only one TV here. We watch Fair City together.
- Fair City we love. - We learn English from Fair City.
- Are you not pregnant? - (all laugh)
How are you, man? What is the hurry?
- (laughs) - (music plays on TV)
- Just put her in there. - OK.
There we go, dearie.
Oh, yeah.
- Thank you. - OK.
- She likes you. - (laughs)
(music plays through headphones)
(loudly) You have no lyrics for this one?
It's really good. I like it.
I've got a few, but they're not right.
- Huh? - (laughs)
I've got a few, but they're not right.
- What, do you like it? - It's great.
Would you be into trying to write lyrics for it?
- Really? I could? - Yeah. Do you like the idea?
- Yeah. - Cool. Cool.
- That'd be good. - I keep the machine and write it?
Yeah, do. I was having a bit of trouble with it.
It's too romantic for me.
It is romantic. You have a romantic streak.
(laughs) I used to have a romantic streak.
When?
When I was your age, I suppose.
- Yeah, I see. You're an old man now. - Yep. Dying.
(laughs)
Cynical.
You have to go now. Thanks for the hoover and food and songs.
No problem.
Thanks for the company.
- I needed it. - Me, too.
Right. You don't wanna go for a late coffee or a walk or something? No.
- I can't. See you. - Bye. See you.
(clears her throat)
(music plays through headphones)
(hums)
(beeping)
(tuts)
Fuck you, batteries! (sighs)
(sighs) Jesus!
(coins rattle)
I'll pay you back.
(coins rattle)
One.
(radio plays)
(music plays through headphones)
♪ Are you really here
♪ Or am I dreaming?
♪ I can't tell dream from truth
♪ It's been so long since I have seen you
♪ I can hardly remember your face any more
♪ When I get pretty lonely
♪ And the distance causes only silence
♪ I think of you smiling
♪ With pride in your eyes
♪ Lover that sighs
♪ If you want me
♪ Satisfy me
♪ If you want me
♪ Satisfy me
♪ Are you really sure that you believe me
♪ When others say I lie?
♪ I wonder if you could ever despise me
♪ When you know I really tried
♪ To be a better one
♪ To satisfy you
♪ For you're everything to me
♪ And I'll do what you ask me
♪ If you'll let me be free
♪ If you want me
♪ Satisfy me
♪ If you want me
♪ Satisfy me
♪ If you want me
♪ Satisfy me
♪ If you want me
♪ Satisfy me
♪ If you want me
♪ Satisfy me
♪ Escalated
♪ And the little cracks, they escalated
♪ From back inside
♪ Comes lies, lies
♪ Breaking
♪ When will...
When will you learn? When will you learn?
♪ I think it's time we give it up
♪ And figure out what's stopping us
♪ From breathing easy
♪ And talking straight
♪ The way is clear
♪ If you're ready now
♪ The volunteer is slowing down
♪ And taking time to
♪ Save himself
♪ The little cracks, they escalated
♪ And before we knew, it was too late
♪ For making circles
♪ And telling lies
♪ You're moving too fast for me
♪ And I can't keep up with you
♪ Maybe if you slow down for me
♪ I could see you're only telling lies
♪ Lies, lies
♪ Breaking us down with your lies
♪ Lies, lies
♪ When will you learn?
♪ The little cracks, they escalated
♪ Before we knew, it was too late
♪ For making circles
♪ And telling lies
♪ You're moving too fast for me
♪ And I can't keep up with you
♪ Maybe if you slowed down for me
♪ I could see you're only telling lies
♪ Lies, lies
♪ Breaking us down with your lies
♪ Lies, lies
♪ When will you learn?
♪ So plant the thought and watch it grow
♪ Wind it up and let it go
Would you like to buy a flower?
- How's it going? - How are you?
- Pretty good. - Good to see you.
I'm gonna go to London, I've decided.
- Good. That's great. - Yeah, it makes sense.
Well done. When are you going?
- I'm gonna go Monday. - Wow! That's soon.
But you'll get your girlfriend back and you'll get your record deal.
- Yeah, right. - And become famous.
- Good. - But I was thinking, before I go,
I wanna make a recording of a couple of the songs I played you.
I liked the way you played and your singing.
Would you be into coming and playing?
- I would sing and play? - Yeah.
- I'd love that. - Really? Cool.
- You'll be in my band for a few days? - Yeah.
Well, that's the first thing I've got sorted out.
Now I need to sort everything else out.
Alright, guys. Welcome.
So let me give you the tour.
That is your live rooms in there. This is a new desk.
You've got your hard drive and you've got your outboard gear.
We're taking about three grand for a weekend.
- Three? - Yeah. That's pretty good.
You must be crazy! Three thousand!
Well, have a look around. You've everything you need.
- What do you think? Is it good? - It's pretty good.
- We'll give you one. - (laughs)
- I'm sorry. - Have you heard this guy's songs?
- I haven't yet, no. - He's great.
OK, but listen, I can fill this place in an hour. I...
One and a half, then. That's my limit.
- We can talk about two. - We don't talk, we shake.
We shake on two, yeah? Shake now?
- Alright. - Two thousand.
- She drives a hard bargain. - She's a tough cookie.
So you like this shop? I buy all my clothes here.
It's good for me, you know? Cheap. Nice fashions.
(sighs) OK, you ready?
Yeah, I'm ready.
That's good. That will do.
- Do you like it? - You're gorgeous.
Right, can we go?
OK.
(music)
♪ When you reached down to take my hand
♪ And if you have something to say
The quality is poor, but if we can get a professional tape,
I'm satisfied that he can secure a lucrative deal.
You take it home, listen to it, play it to your boss.
I'm sure you can get him to approve.
Can I show you something?
♪ I wanna be free
♪ I wanna be me
♪ I want you to be you
♪ Do you want me to be me too?
♪ I think you do
Nice one, lads. How's it going?
- How's it going? - Is it slow today?
- Have a look there yourself. - Is that it?
That's it. That's all that's going at the moment.
I wanted to ask yous. Meself and herself are making a tape
of a few songs down in Samson Studios.
And I was wondering if yous would be interested in doing it.
- A bit of recording? - A bit of recording, yeah.
- Doing Lizzy stuff? - No, it's me own songs.
We only do Lizzy, really.
Is it sort of rocky Lizzy stuff?
No. No, it's not.
- Singer-songwriter stuff? - Singer-songwriter, yeah.
- Is it any good? - It's great.
Is it?
I don't really know about them, but they seem like nice people.
- Yeah. I have to call my mother. - Great.
(speaks Czech)
- OK. Come on, we can go. - Cool.
(chatter)
Food's ready, everybody. Get your plates ready.
(chatter)
- Hey, lads. - Come on in, kids. Take a seat.
(chatter)
- Is everything alright here, folks? - Yeah, brilliant.
- Enjoying the party? - Yeah. Great to see yous here.
Can you sing? If you can't sing, you're out.
♪ There's one request I'll ask of you
♪ When your liberty you gave
♪ Remember Mitchel far away
♪ A convict bound in chains
(cheering / applause)
♪ Mine, that once held this heart of mine
(cheering / applause)
♪ And I love her so
♪ I wouldn't trade her for gold
♪ I'm walking on moonbeams
♪ I was born with a silver spoon
♪ Hell, I'm gonna be me
♪ I'm gonna be free
♪ I'm walking on moonbeams
♪ Staring out to sea
♪ And if the door be closed
♪ Then a row of homes start building
♪ And tear your curtains down
♪ For sunlight is like gold
♪ Hell, you better be you
- ♪ And do what you can do - (horn beeps)
- How are you? - What are you doing here?
I just came by. Do you wanna go for a spin?
- Is this your bike? - It's my dad's.
He loves it. I robbed him of it for the day.
- If he knew, he'd killed me. - Would he?
(laughs) So you fancy a spin, no?
I'd love to, but I have to go to work.
That's cool. Another time, yeah?
I thought while I had it, I'd drop by to see if you were into going out.
Could you have me back by lunch?
Yeah. Totally.
- OK? - Yeah. Fancy it? Great. Brilliant.
♪ And I love her so
♪ I wouldn't trade her for gold
- You're what? You're married? - Does that surprise you?
(laughs) Fuck's sake!
Yeah. When?
Two years ago, when I find out I'm pregnant with Ivonka.
(sighs)
So where is he?
He's back in Czech Republic. It's over now and I come here on my own.
(sighs) Man!
Are you alright?
(sighs)
What's the Czech for ocean?
(both speak Czech)
- Pretty much the same. - (repeats Czech)
So what are you gonna do?
I don't know.
(sighs) There's such distance between me and him.
He's so much different to me and so much older.
It doesn't really work.
I'm fine on my own, you know.
It's just I don't want Ivonka to grow up without a father.
What's the Czech for,... "Do you love him"?
(speaks Czech)
(repeats Czech)
So... (repeats Czech)?
(speaks Czech)
- What? - Come on, let's go.
What did you say? Tell me.
- Teach me how to ride the bike. - No way.
- Yes. - No.
- Come on, can I have a go? - No.
- Please? - No. Leave it alone, will you?
But teach me how to drive it. Come on, just once.
No. Me dad'll go fucking crazy.
- But he's not here now. - Be careful! For fuck's sake!
- He's not here. Just teach me. - Me dad... No, no!
- No. - Please?
No.
Me dad'll go bleeding mental. He loves this thing.
- But you drive it. - He doesn't know I have it.
- He doesn't? - No.
- Then he won't know I had it, too. - (laughs)
- No, you can't have a go on it. - Just once?
- No. - Turn it on for me.
No.
- No. - Come on, give me the keys.
- I'll do it myself. - (laughs) The key's in it.
Thank you. See you tomorrow for rehearsals?
- Yes. - (both) Thank you.
(horn beeps)
♪ Trying to pull myself away
♪ I'm caught in a pattern and I can't escape
♪ Just trying to pull myself away
♪ Lately, when I get lost, there's a thing I know
♪ Everything comes to you, way to go
♪ Even the heart has something to learn
Thanks, Dad.
Alright, guys, this is Eamon. He's gonna take care of you.
Eamon, this is everyone. Kit's set up.
Piano's waiting for you in the live room.
Tea and coffee in the kitchen as you came in. Help yourselves.
There's a nice burrito place around the corner if you want a snack.
- Alright? - Great.
OK, Eamon, leave it to you. Good luck everyone. Enjoy.
- I might pop in later, alright? - (all) Cheers.
OK, guys, good to meet you.
We've a few bits to set up. I wanna check the drums inside.
- No, we've already set up the kit. - I want to check them for sound.
No, I checked them. Fine.
OK. We need to set up mics on them for recording.
- Right. - Have you done much recording?
(all) No.
- Right, let's get cracking. - Yeah.
(piano plays)
(chaotic drumming)
I can't. I'm stuck in the studio with this bunch of fucking oddballs.
Just hang on a second. Just one second.
OK. Are you ready to rock? Everybody ready?
- Yeah. Tuning's good. - Cool.
Al and Timmy, on the second verse,
there's this simple enough thing. It's in 5/4.
I'll give you a nod to come in there. Yeah? Is that alright?
- You're in from the top with me. - OK.
And you know what you're doing.
Alright, then. So, er...
- Whenever you're ready, yeah? - Alright.
Alright. Later.
- OK, we're ready for one. - Are you sure you're ready?
Listen out for the click track, everybody. And away we go.
This is... track one, take one. Yeah.
Alright, lads, here we go. This is it, yeah?
(sighs)
♪ So...
♪ If you ever want something
♪ And you call, call
♪ Then I'll come running
♪ To fight
♪ And I'll be at your door
♪ When there's nothing worth running for
♪ When your mind's made up
♪ There's no point trying to change it
♪ When your mind's made up
♪ There's no point trying to stop it
♪ You see
♪ You're just like everyone
♪ When the shit falls
♪ All you wanna do is run away
♪ And hide all by yourself
♪ And you're so far, far
♪ There's nothing else
♪ When your mind's made up
♪ There's no point trying to change it
♪ When your mind's made up
♪ There's no point even talking
♪ When your mind's made up
♪ There's no point trying to fight it
♪ When your mind
♪ Your mind
♪ There's no point trying to change it
♪ When your...
♪ So...
♪ If you ever want something
♪ And you call, call
♪ Then I'll come running
(sighs)
OK.
Wow! That was nice.
- Did you write that? - Yeah.
(electronic beat)
♪ You must have fallen from the sky
♪ You must have shattered in your own way
♪ You brought so many to the light
♪ And now you're by yourself
♪ There's a point in every fight
♪ When giving up is only OK
♪ You never wanna see a fight
♪ And now you've caught yourself
♪ You need somewhere to fall apart
♪ Somewhere to fall apart
♪ And the cruels of man, the blackened rack
♪ Neither fooled the bull, the powdered hag
♪ The lives that make the rattle rag
♪ The wolves that follow the ousted man
♪ The falling star, the way we are
♪ Divided
♪ The fools that ever, ever multiply
♪ You must have fallen from the sky
- (all laugh) - OK.
What do you think?
It's fucking brilliant!
(all laugh)
A couple of little tech bits we can fix up,
but it's four in the morning, so it's up to you guys.
You wanna push through or go for another one?
I'd love to keep going. Are yous into it?
- Get a cup of tea first. - Aye.
- You wanna take 1 0 or 1 5, yeah? - Sure.
Right, I'll tweak what I can. You guys take ten.
Lads, why do you think there are no blonde priests?
- Ever thought about that? - No.
This is great.
Hey.
How's it going?
Good. I don't think we're supposed to be here though.
Ah, it's alright. It's beautiful, isn't it?
Yeah, it's a beautiful piano. A Baldwin. It's a perfect piano.
- Yeah? - Uh-huh.
- Play some of your songs. - No.
Go on.
Look, they're all half-written and more ideas.
Go on. I'd love to hear one.
OK, I have one, but it's not finished and I don't really...
- Just play it - OK, but the lyrics are very rough.
- It'll be great. - OK.
♪ Walking up the hill tonight
♪ When you have closed your eyes
♪ I wish I didn't have to make
♪ All those mistakes and be wise
♪ But please try to be patient
♪ And know that I'm still learning
♪ I'm sorry that you have to see
♪ The strength inside me burning
♪ And where are you, my angel, now?
♪ Don't you see me crying?
♪ I know that you can't do it all
♪ But you can't say I'm not trying
♪ And I'm letting myself down
(voice cracks) ♪ By satisfying you
♪ I wish that you could see
♪ I...
Are you alright? Did you write that for your husband?
- Yes, I did. And he didn't like it. - (laughs)
- He's an idiot. - Yeah, he's an idiot.
(she sighs)
(he sighs)
Come on, away to London with me.
We'll write loads of songs and live in a nice flat.
You can bring Ivonka over. It'll be brilliant. Come on.
Yeah, we'll go to London and no one will ever find us again.
No one. We'll have a brilliant band.
We'll sell out places. It'll be great.
- And we'll make an album together. - I'd love that. Come on.
Yeah. I'll do the backing vocals on it.
- Yeah. And play the piano. - (laughs)
- Come on. I'm serious. - Can I bring my mother?
(laughs)
Come on. We should go back to work.
- Yeah. - OK.
♪ When will you learn?
(sighs)
- What day is it today? - (all laugh)
Monday.
I think it's time we did the car test.
What's the car test, Eamon?
We've been listening back on these big studio speakers,
so I think it's time we had a go on some shitty speakers.
Let's go for a spin and have a listen in me car.
- Great, man. - Alright?
- Yeah. - Let's go.
We'll clear this up later.
(mimics "South Park" character) Timmy!
- Timmy! - Come on.
Beauty. Alright.
(music plays)
♪ So...
♪ If you ever want something
♪ And you call, call
♪ Then I'll come running
♪ To fight
♪ And I'll be at your door
♪ When there's nothing worth running for
♪ When your mind's made up
♪ There's no point trying to change it
♪ When your mind's made up
♪ There's no point trying to stop it
♪ You see
♪ You're just like everyone
♪ When the shit falls
♪ All you wanna do is run away
♪ And hide all by yourself
♪ And you're so far, far
♪ There's nothing else
♪ When your mind's made up
♪ There's no point trying to change it
♪ When your mind's made up
♪ There's no point even talking
♪ When your mind's made up
There they are.
- (sighs) - Listen, fucking well done.
- It sounds fucking brilliant. - Best of luck.
- Nice one. - I just push buttons.
- It was great. I enjoyed it. - Thank you. Cool.
- Go and get some sleep. - Nice one. Thanks very much.
See you.
- Well, this is it. - Yeah.
- We did it. - It sounds great.
- It does, doesn't it? - Could I have one?
- Yeah, totally. - Thank you.
- I've gotta go this way. - Really?
- Where are you going? - Home.
(laughs) You don't wanna come back? I'll make you breakfast.
No, I have to go see Ivonka and organise things.
- So do you. - Yeah.
- You're leaving. - London.
- What do you have to organise? - I spoke to my husband last night.
- He's coming over. - Brilliant. That's great.
- Yeah. - I'm really happy for you.
We'll try to make it work. It's for the best.
Yeah. Come back and have a cup of tea.
It's the last day. We'll hang out. Breakfast, whatever.
Listen to the tunes. Or you can come over later.
- For what? - What do you mean?
Just come and hang out.
We've done our work, why would I come over?
- We just hanky-panky if I come now. - (laughs)
- (laughs) What? - Hanky-panky?
- Uh-huh. - It won't be for hanky-panky.
You know it would.
And that would be nice.
- Would it? - It'd be interesting.
- Would it? - (laughs)
Be worthless, though.
Come back later.
Hmm.
- OK, I'll come. - Yeah?
- I'll come later, yeah? - Brilliant.
You're sure? Brilliant. Alright, then.
- Cool. See you after. Well done. - You, too.
(laughs)
♪ When will you learn?
♪ So plant the thought
♪ And watch it grow
♪ Wind it up
♪ And let it go
(tape stops)
What do you think?
Do you like it?
- It's just a demo, you know. - It's fucking brilliant!
- Really? - Fantastic stuff!
That'll be a hit, no question.
When are you off?
What?
I have a few hundred quid for you for a deposit on a place.
I'll come over and see you when you're settled in.
When do you think you'll be able to go?
- I'm going tomorrow, Dad. - Good man!
- About time. - (both laugh)
- Will you be alright? - What do you mean?
I was alright for years before you came along, wasn't I?
I don't have to go now. I can put it off.
Go! And the best of luck, son.
- Thanks, Dad. - Make your ma proud.
- Now, play it again. - (laughs) OK.
- (woman) Good. - Yeah. I recorded a few songs.
Oh, yeah. What are they like?
- They're good. I'm happy with them. - Great.
- I've missed you. - Yeah, me, too.
Do you want me to meet you at the airport?
No. I'll come find you.
I'm glad you've decided to come.
I'm gonna get cut off here. This money's running out.
- Hurry up. - (beeping)
(buzzer)
- How are you? - Hello, handsome.
- Is herself in? - No, no.
- Oh. Right. - (speaks Czech)
You don't know where she is?
She's working. She's coming back evening.
Oh. OK.
Will you tell her I'm going away?
- Will you tell her I'll call her? - Sorry. No telephone here.
- You don't have a telephone? - No telephone.
Damn! I'll write to her, yeah?
- You write a letter? - Yeah, I'll write a letter.
- (Ivonka wails) - You go?
- Yeah. - Yeah. OK.
- OK. See you, Ivonka. - Bye.
- Oh. Ciao. - Sorry.
(Ivonka wails)
- Hey. - How's it going?
Could I have a word with you about something?
Yeah, sure.
♪ I don't know you
♪ But I want you
♪ All the more for that
♪ And words fall through me
♪ And always fool me
♪ And I can't react
♪ And games that never amount to more than they're meant
♪ Will play themselves out
♪ Take this sinking boat
♪ And point it home
♪ We've still got time
♪ Raise your hopeful voice
♪ You had the choice
♪ You've made it now
♪ Falling slowly
♪ Eyes that know me
♪ And I can't go back
♪ And moods that take me
♪ And erase me
♪ And I'm painted black
♪ Well, you have suffered enough
♪ And warred with yourself
♪ It's time that you won
♪ Take this sinking boat
♪ And point it home
♪ We've still got time
♪ Raise your hopeful voice
♪ You had the choice
♪ You've made it now
♪ Falling slowly
♪ Sing your melody
♪ I'll sing along
♪ Along
♪ Call, and I'll sing along
♪ Sing along
One, two, three.
♪ Part of me has died
♪ And won't return
♪ And part of me wants to hide
♪ The part that's burned
♪ Once
♪ I knew where to look for you
♪ Once