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(THE BEACH BOYS PLAYING WOULDN'T IT BE NICE)

Hi, Joe.

Let's go.

Hey, Sally.

Hey, Carl, you want to get together later and jam?

I can't. I got an algebra test tomorrow.

You know how my dad is about grades.

Oh, come on. Chuck Berry is so much more interesting than algebra.

Okay. But over at your house.

All right, cool.

See you, man.

? Wouldn't it be nice if we could wake up

? In the morning when the day is new ?

(ELECTRIC ORGAN PLAYING)

MURRY: ? Two step, side step, and a whirl-away

? Two step, side step, took my girl away

? Two step, side step, what a gloomy day ?

AUDREE: Carl?

? From the two step Saturday night

? There was a fella, and he danced last night

? Who was sittin' pretty and things were bright

? He had a style, it seemed just right ?

Carl, honey, is that you?

Yeah.

Okay.

? Two step, side step, and a whirl-away

? Two step, side step, took my girl away

? Two step, side step, what a gloomy day

? From the two step Saturday night ?

You know, I even found a dance to go along with it.

Let's go, honey.

Come on, come on.

If it wasn't for the cha-cha, and what's that other dance?

The merengue?

(LAUGHING)

Those other ones, they caught on first, you know.

(HUMMING)

Did you have a good guitar lesson, sweetheart?

It was great. We learned a lot of neat chords.

Well, I did, anyway. Dave just goofs off.

Hey, those lessons are expensive.

So you pay attention and make sure you practice.

AUDREE: Now, Murry...

What's this?

Why is there a bed in here?

Dad's letting me move in here.

(PLAYS TAUNTING MELODY ON PIANO)

You're going to live in the music room?

Brian's getting to be too old to share a room with you and Denny, sweetheart.

He needs a place of his own to go to.

You practically live in here anyway, listening to all those Four Freshmen records.

Listen to this.

(SWITCHES TAPE PLAYER ON)

(VOCAL HARMONIES PLAYING)

I figured out all the parts.

This is me and mom. If we sing it back now, we'll have six-part harmony.

You double my part. Dad, here's the bass line for you.

That's me, honey.

Where's Dennis?

He doesn't like singing. You know that.

Well, he should be here. Dennis?

Dennis?

Dennis?

Dennis?

(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

(CHILDREN CHATTERING)

(ROCK AND ROLL SONG PLAYING ON CAR RADIO)

? Put it heavy on the Chevy Driving in through the county gate

You gotta come back sometime.

Mikey!

How's the oil business?

You know, a little oil, a little gas.

What are you doing with Uncle Murry's car?

Good tubes at the Strand.

Yeah. I heard the reports.

? Cool rocker pulling right in through the gate ?

Brian is such a brown-nose.

Now he's got a whole room to himself to do his stupid music.

I'm stuck with Carl.

I keep telling Brian we should get a group together, but you know how he is.

You got to push him to get him to do anything.

All that music stuff is just to get the old man's attention.

I might as well be invisible.

The only time he ever notices me is when I do something he doesn't like.

Like this?

(MAN WHOOPING)

I don't want to be a musician anyway.

James Dean, he didn't sing.

You're not James Dean.

Not yet.

Hey, Mary, look at those two.

Cute.

Not bad for a gremmie.

Why do you always think you're so good at everything?

Because I am.

I didn't see you hanging ten.

Hey, can I have a shot of that?

Thanks.

Looks like we got ourselves a fan club.

Don't you already have a girlfriend?

Any law says you can't have more than one?

If it did, I'd break it.

Let's go.

Don't you dig this sound?

You guys like music?

And you?

Yep. Me, too.

(SLAPPING)

MURRY: You're never going to sit your butt in that car ever again!

You got me?

I can't hear you.

(SLAPPING)

(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

Every day after school and on the weekends I want you down at the shop cleaning machines.

You understand?

What did you say?

Good.

Pass the meat to your father, sweetheart.

So you're going out with Judy tonight, Brian?

Answer your mother.

Sorry, Mom, what did you say?

Oh, I was just saying, you have a nice evening planned?

Oh, yeah. You know, movie and maybe a shake or something.

How do you expect to be a musician if you can't hear good?

Whose fault is that?

Nothing.

You were out of line, so I gave you a whack in the back of the head.

You had it coming, so quit whining about it.

Yeah, Brian, stop whining about it. I mean, what's the big deal?

You were only three years old, anyway.

You want to go back for more, tough guy? Come on, let's go.

Murry, please.

Not at the table.

You guys think you got it rough, huh?

Well, let me tell you something.

I lost this eye when I wasn't much older than you.

It was an industrial accident at Goodyear, remember, Audree?

The best thing that ever happened to me.

Taught me how to fight.

But then, I had the guts.

You have the guts, Brian? Huh?

May I be excused?

Why are you always mollycoddling him? Some fighter.

Put a little pressure on him and he runs away.

And what are you looking at?

MIKE: Yeah, well, you're not the only one who's having problems with his old man.

Mine's been bugging me about the business.

I'm telling you, man, the music's our way out.

Look, Jan and Dean, they cut their first single in their garage.

We can do the same thing.

Do you really believe that?

I don't know. I gotta think about it.

We've been thinking about it. Come on.

Let's just do it.

I mean, we got the talent.

Heck, we've practically been rehearsing since we were little kids,

doing songs together.

That's just family stuff.

You want to keep singing at my mom's Christmas parties forever?

There may be people out there who would actually pay us to make music.

We'll never know if we don't try.

I gotta go pick up Judy.

I'm right, Brian.

You know I'm right!

WOMAN ON P.A.: Order 32.

(ENGINE REVVING)

(ROCK AND ROLL MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO)

(HORNS HONKING)

Twenty-nine.

Brian.

Brian, there's something I need to talk to you about.

MAN: Nice car.

What are you going to do?

Brian?

Brian?

Al?

Al Jardine?

Number 32, your order's ready.

Man, I haven't seen you since graduation. What are you up to?

Taking some classes at El Camino.

No kidding. Me, too. What are you studying?

Psychology and music.

I don't like what they teach. You?

Dentistry.

You still singing with that group? What was it called?

The Islanders. No, no. Starting a new one though.

Going to record some folk songs.

Tom Dooley, some Kingston Trio stuff.

The problem is none of these guys can sing.

Me and Mike are doing the same thing.

Maybe you could sing with us.

Yeah. Yeah, maybe. That sounds good, man.

I'll give you a call.

All right, buddy. Good to see you.

See you.

(ENGINES REVVING)

Sorry.

Brian.

There's something...

I want you to have this back.

You don't want it?

Please don't take it personally.

I mean, you're really cute.

I just don't think I'm ready to be engaged.

I'm sorry.

(WHEN YOU WISH UPON A STAR PLAYING ON CAR RADIO)

? When you wish upon a star

? Makes no difference who you are

? Anything your heart desires

? Will come to you

? If your heart is in your dreams

? No request is too extreme

(RAISES VOLUME)

(HUMMING)

? As dreamers do ?

(SHUTS OFF RADIO)

(HUMMING WHEN YOU WISH UPON A STAR)

(CONTINUES HUMMING)

(HUMMING MELODY)

(HUMMING SURFER GIRL)

Hey, Mom.

Look who's here. Remember Al? Al Jardine?

Brian broke your leg accidentally at that big game, didn't he?

Yeah, that's me, Mrs. Wilson.

I hope you don't hold it against him.

Oh, heck, we were on the same team.

(CHUCKLES)

Al's thinking about singing with us.

Oh, wonderful. Brian, can I talk to you for a second?

This group that you and Mike are talking about. I want you to include Denny.

Oh, Mom.

Look, I know he's got the devil in him, but he's a good boy.

He just needs direction.

You know, you can't make Denny do anything he doesn't want to do.

Have you asked him?

Maybe you should.

(CHILDREN PLAYING)

Promise me?

I promise.

Good to see you, Al.

You too, Mrs. Wilson.

She wants me to include Dennis in the group.

Dennis?

You believe that?

MURRY: Whatever you need.

Production runs, prototype, missile, experimental, general maintenance,

or just plain shop machining, these lathes are your babies.

Now, no other machine offers such an outstanding amount of features

with such a large amount of tooling.

Just step into my office and I'll show you the specs.

MAN: Very good. Very good.

Put your glasses on. You'll lose an eye.

Thank you.

Hi, Mike.

What are you doing here? I told you I'd pick you up later.

I'm late for Brian's.

How do you know? I mean, you don't even look like you're...

I'm three weeks late.

What are we going to do, Mike?

(SINGING GRADUATION DAY)

? No matter where our paths may wind

? We'll remember always

? Graduation day

? We'll remember always

? Graduation

? Day ?

Pretty good.

Are you kidding?

It's perfect. It's great.

Look we've got enough material. We should record a demo.

Hey, your dad made some records, right?

Back in the stone age.

Well, why don't we ask him to arrange an audition for us?

Jeez, Al.

Yeah, Al. You don't ask our dad anything.

No, you have to make him think it's his idea...

Yeah, but we're ready.

One more time.

It's perfect.

MURRY: All right, listen up, listen up. Come here. Listen up.

You know, my sister thinks of us as poor relations, so don't do anything to embarrass me.

You understand? Come on.

Ho ho ho! Merry Christmas, everybody!

Oh, my!

Oh, thank you.

Merry Christmas, Brian.

Merry Christmas, Uncle Milton.

Hi, Sis. I thought these would look good under the tree.

It's good to see you. It's been too long.

Excuse me, Grandma, I need to...

MAN: What we like is every room to have its own theme.

Brian.

They want us to sing.

I know, but we need another voice for the harmonies.

Brian, you remember what you promised about your brother singing?

Hey, Denny?

(MAN SINGING JOY TO THE WORLD)

You think you could help us out with a song? Can you do Al's harmony?

Well, yeah. I mean, I've been listening to you guys rehearse for weeks.

I don't know.

I can do this.

Okay.

Merry Christmas, Mom.

And to you.

My goodness, don't you look well?

Buddy, doesn't Murry look well?

Merry Christmas, Dad.

Nice house your sister has.

At least one of you made something of yourself.

Please, Buddy. It's Christmas.

Is somebody talking to you?

It's always good to see you, Mom.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

Everybody, can I have your attention?

The boys have consented to sing for us. Mike, Brian?

Come on, let's go.

(ALL HUMMING NOTE)

One, two, three.

? Our Father

? Which art in heaven

? Hallowed be

? Thy name

? Thy kingdom come

? Thy will be done

? On earth

? As it is

? In heaven ?

MURRY: I talked to Hite and Dorinda Morgan today.

They're old friends of mine.

They have a little recording studio in Hollywood.

They said they'd give you a shot.

Really?

I told them not to expect too much. Now, they're doing this as a personal favor.

So don't do anything to embarrass me. All right?

You got it, Uncle Murry.

Monday morning, 11:00. You're on.

(BOYS HARMONIZING)

? And they say violets

? Grow there the whole year round

? For their hearts

? Were full

(INAUDIBLE)

? Of spring ?

Well, it's very sweet.

But if you want to make a record, you need to come up with something original.

Something new.

You ever heard about surfing? It's the latest craze. All the kids are doing it.

Yeah, yeah, Denny's right. You hear surf reports on the radio every day.

"The hairballs are really pumping down on the Strand."

(BOYS CHUCKLING)

That's surf talk for waves.

Brian and Mike have been working on a song about surfing.

Yeah, you know, for the wahinis, the hodads,

the stoka boka crowd.

I like the way that sounds. Whatever it means.

It's not... Not finished yet.

Well, come back when it is.

Yeah.

Okay, great.

Thanks a lot, you guys.

What do I know about surfing? I hate the beach.

Don't worry. I'll write the lyrics.

I don't even know what the music's supposed to sound like.

(SURF GUITAR MUSIC PLAYING)

This is not my sound.

Brian, come on. You write one or two songs like this,

then you can do any kind of music you want.

Come on, Brian.

(GROANING) Brian you need this. We all need this, Bri...

Just let me talk to you for a second, please.

Don't worry.

I didn't want to say this in front of the other guys, okay?

But, uh...

You remember Amy?

Yeah. Her.

Well, we, uh...

Uh...

Call it an accident.

And I'm going to need some dough, fast, and I can't exactly ask my folks for it.

Now, if we cut this record like I've been telling you...

What if your mom finds out about her?

She's not going to find out.

How could you be so thoughtless?

I've arranged with our foreman to start you as an apprentice on the metal presses.

You'll need the steady income. We expect you to marry the girl, of course.

I hope you're very happy together!

(SCREAMING)

(BIRD CAWING)

And when the baby comes along?

What then?

I'm working on it.

? Bop bop, dip di-dip di-dip, Bop bop, dip di-dip di-dip

? Surfing, surfing

It works. It's gonna work.

We gotta get some more instruments, though.

We gotta get a bass and drums at least.

Brian, what am I gonna play?

You can be the drummer.

Sorry for interrupting, but your father and I are getting ready to leave.

I don't want you boys making a mess while we're gone,

so I'm leaving meals for each of you.

Whatever you do, clean up after yourselves.

You know how your father is.

MURRY: Come on, Audree, I want to get to Tijuana before dark!

I think you guys sound really good.

Thanks, Mom.

Coming, Murry.

Thanks, Al.

Sorry, honey.

Brian?

Son, I'm entrusting this to you.

Now, you're not to use it except for an emergency. And if you do,

I want every penny accounted for. You understand me?

Yes, sir.

CARL: Bye, Mom.

CARL: Have a good time.

How much did he give you?

Two hundred.

(ALL EXCLAIMING)

Please let me play with you guys.

I don't know. It's kind of a family thing.

Just ask Brian, okay?

Okay. Yeah.

Thanks.

Dennis!

(IMITATING DRUM RHYTHM)

Got it?

Closer.

Three, four...

Go on, ask him.

Brian.

Dave wants to know if he can play with us.

What do you play?

Carl plays guitar, Al plays guitar and bass. I play bass.

Sorry.

One, two, three, four...

(BAND PRACTICING)

You hear that?

Pretty catchy, huh?

? My surfer knots are rising and my board is losing wax,

? But that won't stop me baby, cause you know I'm coming back

? I'm going surfin', surfin'

? Surfin', surfin', surfin' ?

Damn it!

Get up. I said get up!

So this is how you betray my trust, huh?

You're going back right now and returning those instruments.

And you're going to pay back every penny.

You got one week.

Dad listen. Just listen!

? Got up this mornin', turned on my radio

? I was checkin' on the surfin' scene to see if I would go.

? And when the DJ tells me that the surfin' is fine,

? That's when I know my baby and I will have a good time.

? We're going surfin', surfin' ?

You guys might be on to something.

What are you calling yourselves?

The Pendletones?

Yeah. You know, like the shirts.

All the surfers wear them.

You boys ready?

The Pendletones' surfing song, take one.

Here we go. Let's do it.

One, two, three...

? Surfin' is the only life, the only way for me

? Now surf, surf with me

? Bom bom, dip di dit, bom bom, dip di dit

? I got up this mornin', turned on my radio

? I was checkin' on the surfin' scene to see if I would go

? And when the DJ tells me that the surfin' is fine

? That's when I know my baby and I will have a good time

? We're going surfin', surfin'

? Surfin', surfin', surfin'

? Surfin', surfin, surfin'

? Surfin' is the only life, the only way for me

? Now surf, surf with me

? Bom bom, dip di dit, bom bom, dip di dit

? From the early morning to the middle of the night

? Any time the surf is up the time is right ?

Pendletones.

Okay. Let's ship it.

Aren't you guys supposed to be in school?

Career day. A bunch of boring assemblies. You remember.

I got a career, anyhow.

You do?

That's not a career.

Ow!

What are you guys doing?

Who is going to get the eats?

Odd man.

This is rigged. You both cheat. You're family.

How's the married man, Mikey?

Married.

Aren't you working for your dad now?

No, today's my day off.

Does Amy know that?

RADIO DJ: Hey guys and gals, here's a new sound we think you'll really dig.

It comes from a local group here in southern California.

They're calling themselves The Beach Boys.

(SURFIN' PLAYING ON RADIO)

Listen!

(ALL CHEERING)

That's us!

What did I tell you, man? Didn't I tell you?

But they called us The Beach Boys.

I thought we were The Pendletones.

Who cares? Beach Boys sounds better!

We're on the radio!

We're on the radio!

MIKE: We're huge stars!

? Surfin', surfin'

? Surfin', surfin'

? Surfin' is the only life, the only way for me

We're The Beach Boys!

It's good!

We're on the radio!

Wow!

BRIAN: Dennis, what are you doing?

Groove's sweet. I like it!

? We'll do the surfer stomp, it's the latest dance craze ?

We have three lovely young ladies standing by, waiting to sing for you.

Yes, we heard it.

Really? Oh, thank you so much for calling.

Murry, Hite says the boys' song is all over the radio.

Isn't that wonderful?

Honey, I don't think Lawrence Welk is going to play your song this time.

You know, sometimes they try to cheat you.

They play your song and then they try not to pay you for it.

That's why you got keep your eyes and ears open.

Maybe next time.

(BOYS CHEERING)

We're on the radio!

Mom, they're calling us The Beach Boys.

I know, Hite told me. I'm so proud of you all.

Dad, did you hear it?

The mix is lousy. You can't hear the lyrics.

Mike, you got a great bass line, but it gets lost.

This is strictly bush league. Amateur night.

From now on, I'm gonna be your producer.

(PLAYING SURFIN' SAFARI)

? They're anglin' in Laguna in Cerro Azul,

? They're kicking out in Dohini too

? I tell you surfing's mighty wild

? It's getting bigger every day ?

Cut it, please. Boys, you're not blending.

You gotta blend. Okay, fellas?

Now, from the top. Let's go.

We're rolling.

? Let's go surfin' now, everybody's learning how

? Come on and safari with me

? Early in the morning we'll be startin' out,

? Some honeys will be comin' along

? We're loading up our Woody with our boards inside

? And headin' out singing our song

Six months ago these kids were nobodies,

and now he thinks they're the Everly Brothers.

It's better, huh?

? I'm gonna take you surfin' with me

? Let's go surfin' now, everybody's learning how,

? Come on and safari with me ?

(SURFIN' SAFARI PLAYING ON TAPE)

MURRY: Sounds good, huh?

Yeah, yeah. It's not bad.

You say these are your sons?

It runs in the family.

Ever since they were little, all they ever heard in the house was music.

(CHUCKLING) And an occasional family argument.

So what are you looking for?

$300 per song, plus 2.5 percent of the royalties.

And a contract.

I can't make that kind of decision independently.

Well, we can wait.

My son's downstairs with his cousin.

I brought them with me in case you wanted to meet them.

You know, they're good kids. You can hear the talent.

I'll tell you what. There's a little cafe down the street.

Why don't you get something to eat and I'll call you there,

let's say in an hour.

(PHONE RINGING)

Get me Voyle Gilmore.

Hey, Nik, we'll be waiting across the street.

In an hour.

Voyle, it's Nik Venet.

I got something I want you to listen to.

No, no. That's what you said to me about The Lettermen and look what happened.

This is a new teen sound.

It's got nothing do with girlfriends breaking up

or driving your car off a cliff.

MURRY: Pay attention.

This is your future we're talking about here.

Now, if that guy Nik asks you anything about copyrights,

you tell him they're already taken.

Copyrights?

We're going to own our own songs.

That money stays in the family.

We don't need any interlopers horning in.

Now, I talked to an attorney, and he's going to draw up some papers.

We're going to be partners, you and me.

Would you like that, son?

Sure. I guess.

Now, since you're a minor,

you'll be a partner in name only.

Now, you just leave everything to your old man.

I even thought up a name.

Sea of Tunes Publishing.

You like it?

Yeah. Why not?

Uh, what about Mike?

If he asks you anything, you just tell him he's protected.

Anything else, you keep your mouth shut. You got it?

Did I miss anything?

MURRY: Nah, I'm just telling Brian not to look too eager.

You know these record guys, you gotta make them sweat a little.

Excuse me. Are you Mr. Wilson?

Somebody from Capitol just called. They say Mr. Venet is ready to see you now.

Thanks.

All right. Look sharp.

Okay, okay. They paid $900 for three songs on the demo.

Just to make things even, I'm kicking in an extra hundred.

So that's two C-notes apiece for each of you guys.

I don't believe it. Isn't this great?

Yeah.

(ALL CHATTERING)

Thank you, thank you!

Damn it, Al. You can't leave, we're a group!

Brian, come on.

I mean, $200, that's what the instruments cost.

Who cares about the money?

People like us.

My mom and dad think it would be best if I go to medical school in Michigan.

You don't still want to be a dentist?

I'm sorry, guys. Really, I am.

I wish you all the best.

Quitter!

Go on, be a dentist!

What now?

(LAWNMOWER PUTTERING)

MURRY: That's it, Dave. Big smile.

And make sure you get their good sides, all right?

Dennis, you don't have a good side.

Now get the whole group. Come on you guys, this isn't a graduation photo.

I don't know anybody who's ever taken pictures of kids signing contracts.

Now, this is just the beginning, so don't get a big head.

You guys are too green for the big time, so we'll have to build you up first.

Every disk jockey in this town promotes something.

Record store opening, sock hops, you name it.

We're going to play them all.

It doesn't pay anything, but that kind of goodwill you just can't buy.

? Let's go surfin' now Everybody's learnin' how

Up there?

Just go stand around the truck.

? Early in the morning we'll be startin' out

? Some honeys will be comin' along

? We're loading up our Woody with our boards inside

Yeah.

? And headin' out singin' our song

? Come on baby wait and see

? I'm gonna take you surfin' with me

? Come on baby wait and see

? I'm gonna take you surfin' with me ?

MURRY: Everybody's going to know your faces.

I'm going to plaster this town with pictures.

If you want success, you got to fight for it.

You know where our families lived when they first came to California?

In tents on the beach.

It wasn't easy back then. Nobody handed them anything.

Everything they got, they earned it. Remember that.

Image. That's everything. Now, let's go get them.

(PLAYING SHUT DOWN)

? My Stingray is light, the slicks are startin' to spin

? But the four-thirteen's really diggin' in

? Gotta be cool now, power shift here we go ?

Be happy. Let's see it.

Happy like this, see?

Dave, treble up. Treble up. Be happy!

Here, take some buttons. Go on, mingle.

Huh, what did you say? You want me to pass them out?

Give them to everybody.

Would you like a button? They're from The Beach Boys.

? And now the four-thirteen's lead is startin' to shrink

? He's powered by ram induction but it's understood

? I got a fuel-injected engine sittin' under my hood

? Shut it off, shut it off, buddy now I shut you down

? Shut it off, shut it off, buddy now I shut you down

? Shut it off, shut it off, buddy now I shut you down ?

Shut down, yeah.

Whoa.

You know, those Pendleton shirts, they really gotta go.

We need something that says "California."

What do you think of the new look, Nik?

I got these shirts on sale at Penney's.

Good clean fun. That's what we're selling.

We'll see how it plays on the national market.

Listen, you guys are going on the road.

The Beach Boys have an opportunity

to be the national ambassadors of California culture.

Now, we need to strike while this iron is hot, and keep striking.

MURRY: Do you remember what Nik called you guys?

Ambassadors.

Now this is a business, so you got to act right.

Now listen up.

Out here in the sticks you're nobodies.

So you got to stop loafing and set a good example.

Now first off, everybody's on an allowance.

Since nobody understands the value of money, I'm going to be the bank.

I'll keep tabs on the proceeds, and I'll give you your share on the way home.

And just to make sure everybody stays in line, there's going to be fines.

You write one song, they want three more, like we're machines or something.

How many surf songs do we gotta write?

Why mess with a good thing, man?

Hey, we are bringing the California gospel to the people.

Now, listen up.

Anybody cusses in front of people, that's $100.

Any booze, that's another hundred.

Hey!

Any fraternizing, that's five big ones.

I think I made myself clear.

? Inside, outside, USA ?

That's you up high. Underneath all that, I'm going to be coming up

with just, you know, all the different beaches we ever go to.

Del Mar, Ventura, Santa Cruz, Trestles, Pacific Palisades, Redondo...

(BURPS)

Oh, jeez, Dave. Come on. God.

Oh, that's good.

You can be the clown, Dave. That's real funny.

What do you say I keep a hundred and we call it even? Huh? Is that funny?

(STRUMS RIFF)

Play that again.

(PLAYING RIFF FROM SURFIN' USA)

MIKE: ...and it goes like this!

(PLAYING SURFIN' USA)

? If everybody had an ocean

? Across the USA

? Then everybody'd be surfin'

? Like Californi-a

? You'd see 'em wearin' their baggies

? Huarachi sandals too

? A bushy bushy blonde hairdo

? Surfin' USA ?

Let's go!

? You'd catch 'em surfin' at Del Mar

? Ventura county line

? Santa Cruz and Trestle

? Australia's Narabine

? All over Manhattan

? And down Doheny way

? Everybody's gone surfin'

? Surfin' USA

Dave!

? We'll all be planning that route

? We're gonna take real soon

? We're waxing down our surfboards

? We can't wait for June ?

Dave! Treble up!

Treble up! Be happy.

? You tell the teacher we're surfin' ?

? Surfin' USA ?

Hey, let's go!

? Haggerties and Swamies

? Pacific Palisades

? San Anofree and Sunset

? Redondo Beach, LA

? All over La Jolla

? At Waimia Bay

? Everybody's gone surfin'

? Surfin' USA

? Everybody's gone surfin'

? Surfin' USA

? Everybody's gone surfin'

? Surfin' USA

? Yeah, everybody's gone surfin'

? Surfin' USA ?

(ALL SCREAMING)

(EXCLAIMING)

This must be what it was like when Elvis started!

You hear anything?

(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

(ANNOUNCER CHATTERING ON RADIO)

Your old man is a real stage dad. It's like having a principal.

At least Dennis is having fun. Did you see that girl he was with?

She was stacked, man!

Shh, cool it.

DENNIS: Damn it, he's waiting!

GIRL: Just one more kiss.

(GIRL GIGGLING)

We should have left you here!

What did I tell you, huh?

That is the last time I ever let you do that to me.

Is that right, huh?

Denny.

Denny!

Denny, get off.

Denny, you're crazy! Come on.

Denny!

Denny, come on, man.

Get off him! Get off him, man!

All right, tough guy.

BRIAN: Denny!

You just forfeited your share of the whole tour.

Maybe that'll teach you a lesson.

(THE BEACH BOYS PLAYING SURF CITY)

? Surf City, here we come

? I'll strap my board to my back and hitch a ride in my wetsuit

? Surf city, here we come

? And when I get to Surf City I'll be shooting the curl

? And checking out the parties for a surfer girl

? And we're going to Surf City

? 'cause it's two to one

? You know we're going to Surf City, gonna have some fun

? You know we're going to Surf City, 'cause it's two to one

? You know, we're going to Surf City, gonna have some fun now

? Two girls for every

? Two girls for every boy ?

(HARMONIZING)

That's the one.

Yes.

Thanks for the great tune, man.

Yeah. We've really been wanting to put one of your songs

on a Jan and Dean record for a while.

Are you kidding? It's an honor. You guys are legends.

Hey, I resent that. We're not old enough to be legends.

(BRIAN LAUGHS)

That was fun.

What is that sound?

They call them The Wrecking Crew.

Man, they're cutting a track for Spector.

Spector? He's the best! He's here?

Why? You want to meet that jerk?

Yeah!

(PLAYING DO I LOVE YOU?)

There he is. Phil Spector himself.

And that's The Wrecking Crew. You see that stick man?

That's Hal Blaine. He used to play with Count Basie.

That's Carol Kaye on Fender.

You got the best of the best in there.

Why pound on the keyboard when you can have them do it better?

Hold it. Hold it.

(BAND STOPS PLAYING)

Phil says take it back eight bars.

Hey, Phil, this is Brian Wilson.

He's a big fan of yours.

I've heard your stuff. Let's go.

Okay, gentlemen. I'll give you four.

And one, two, three, four.

(BAND PLAYS)

So how's the new house?

A little smaller. A lot smaller, actually, near the airport.

The planes flying over.

But the schools are good. Your brother never has any trouble making friends.

Mom? How's mom doing?

Well, your mother is a proud woman.

This is hard for her. But she's doing the best she can.

Yeah. Look, um, Dad,

if there is anything I can do for you...

I'm still picking up some small job work.

Something permanent will turn up soon.

Things just grew too fast.

Before I knew it, there was a mountain of bad debt, creditors...

Hey, we'll be fine.

Yeah. Yeah, I know you will.

Son.

I just wanted you to know your mother...

Your mother and I are very proud of you.

Thanks, Dad.

Are they okay?

I'm not going to let it happen to me, Amy.

Whatever it takes, I'm never going to let it happen to me.

This is great.

First you give away your number- one record to a group outside the label.

Now you want to hire your own musicians and record in your own studio.

No other band in the business has had that.

Wait a minute, Nik.

You name me another band that plays all its own instruments.

Name me another band that writes its own songs.

The Beach Boys don't need you guys calling the shots.

I just want to make music the way I hear it, like Spector does.

That's absolutely out of the question, Brian.

Nik, I got about 3,000 words to say.

First of all, you guys don't know how to produce a rock and roll hit in your own studio.

Is that right?

I mean, show some gratitude.

All right, Brian. Say we let you produce your own stuff,

you still gotta deliver the singles.

There's no time to play around.

He knows that.

He's almost 21.

Brian?

I...

Will you give us a minute, Nik?

Yeah. Yeah, sure.

Nik, just a minute.

Okay.

Brian,

just do me a favor, all right?

Next time you write a number one hit,

write it for us, okay?

(CHUCKLES)

All right.

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

You proud of yourself now, smart guy?

You just made a pot of money for Jan and Dean.

Brilliant. Genius.

Your success is supposed to stay in the family, remember?

Now, you and Mike are gonna sit down and crank out some songs.

It's not that easy.

What, you think you can just go off on your own,

forget about your responsibilities?

No. Everyone keeps reminding me.

You know, you're carrying the ball for a lot of people.

Just don't fumble it.

(PLAYING SURFER GIRL)

? Do you love me

? Do you surfer girl, surfer girl

? My little surfer girl

? I have watched you

? On the shore

? Standing by the ocean's roar

? Do you love me

? Do you surfer girl

? Surfer girl, surfer girl

? We could ride the surf together

? While our love would grow

? In my Woody I would take you

? Everywhere I go

? So I say from me to you

? I will make your dreams come true

? Do you love me

? Do you surfer

? Girl, surfer girl, my little surfer girl

? Little girl, surfer girl, my little surfer girl

? Little girl, surfer girl

? My little surfer girl ?

Thank you. We're going to take a short break.

We'll be back in ten minutes.

(CROWD GROANING DISAPPOINTEDLY)

We'll be back. Thank you.

Good job, man.

Hi, I'm Dennis. It's nice to meet you.

Hi, thanks for coming.

He's coming over.

Hi.

Hi.

I'm Brian.

You sure are.

I'm Marilyn and this is my sister, Diane.

And this is our cousin, Ginger.

I've seen you here before, haven't I?

Actually, this is my third night.

I saw you first and then I told them they had to come.

Can I have a sip of your hot chocolate?

Yeah.

We're singers, too.

Really?

The Honeys.

Like in your song, Surfin' Safari.

(GIRLS GIGGLING)

Well, I'd like to hear you sometime.

You would? Really?

(GIRLS EXCLAIMING)

(GIRLS EXCLAIMING)

I'm... I'm... I'm sorry about that.

I'm sorry, I'm such a...

Hey, can we get some more napkins over here, please?

I'm so sorry.

MARILYN: So do you want to come in?

(MUSIC PLAYING ON CAR RADIO)

What about your parents? It's kind of late.

Oh, they're used to it. Come on.

(GIRLS GIGGLING)

Marilyn, Diane? Is that you?

Yes, Dad. Who else?

Oh, hello.

Dad this is Brian. He's one of the Beach Boys.

Oh, what an illustrious guest my daughters bring home in the middle of the night.

Brian, these two girls, they play your records so much

I feel like I already know you.

MRS. ROVELL: Marilyn, Diane?

Honey, this is Brian, the Beach Boy.

Oh, how nice.

Would you like something to eat, Brian?

Oh, no thanks. I don't want to be any trouble.

Please, a big boy like yourself should eat.

Well, I am kind of hungry.

Good. Marilyn, I like him.

So...

(CHUCKLING) Well...

They're nice, your folks.

They're okay. We like them.

It's a nice house. Friendly.

Do you play?

She's amazing. She can pick out any tune.

I'm like that.

Play us something.

Okay.

(WHISPERING) Go sit down.

(PLAYING IN MY ROOM)

? There's a world where

? I can go and

? Tell my secrets to

? In my room

? In my room

(THE BEACH BOYS SINGING IN MY ROOM)

? In my room

? In my room ?

I bet you take all your girlfriends here.

I don't have girlfriends.

I don't believe you.

It's true.

Dennis, girls like him.

Him and Mike.

I had a girlfriend, Judy.

What happened to her?

Is that why you write songs?

Uh, it's hard to explain.

I'll hear something that's really good

and all of a sudden I want to do it really better.

I just get that competition feeling.

It's almost like I'm most inspired when feeling inferior.

Does that sound crazy?

No. No, not to me.

My family is real musical.

My dad,

the only way to talk to him is through music, you know?

As long as the music plays,

nothing bad can happen.

Well, when you sing, it's like,

I don't know,

like I'm hearing who you really are.

It's like you're singing just for me.

One, two, three, four.

? When some loud braggart tries to put me down

? And says his school is great

? I tell him right away Now what's the matter, buddy

? Ain't you heard of my school

? It's number one in the state ?

Hey, hey, take it away! Get that ball and fight!

? So be true to your school

? Just like you would to your girl or guy

? Be true to your school now

? And let your colors fly

? Be true to your school

? I got a letterman's sweater with a letter in front

? I got for football and track I'm proud to wear it now

? When I cruise around the other parts of the town

? I got my decal in back, so be true to your school now

? Just like you would to your girl or guy

? Be true to your school now

? Let your colors fly

? Be true to your school

I thought you said he wasn't coming to any more of the sessions.

I thought he should hear. He'll like it.

Who cares what he likes, Bri?

Murry, I thought we agreed Brian would be doing the producing.

Oh, come on, Nik. Who are you kidding?

Everybody knows this is a team effort.

Excuse me.

No, no. You gotta help out a little bit, all right? You gotta surge their voices.

Maybe we can speed up this tape a tone or two, make them sound younger.

All right?

? Be true to your school now

? And let your colors fly

? Be true to your school ?

Push 'em back, push 'em back. Way back!

? Ra ra ra ra, sis-boom-ba ?

Cut. Cut the music. Cut the music.

Brian, Mike, you got a wonderful tune here, but you're too tight.

Loosen up. Be happy.

And you're too shrill on that harmony kick.

Dennis, you're flatting, dear. And Mike, you sound a little nasal, buddy.

Brian, he is out of control.

You gotta do something.

So you think you're good? You think you're big stars, huh?

Well, let's fight.

Let's fight for success. You guys got any guts?

Well, let's hear it. Let's go.

(TAPE CLICKS ON)

(TAPE HUMMING)

Okay, we're going again.

One, two, three, four...

I don't know what to do.

He's driving everybody crazy, Brian, not just you.

But you're the one who's going to have to do something about it.

He's your dad.

Well...

Is that yours?

Yeah.

You like her?

What happened to the coupe?

I wanted a better set of wheels.

Amy gave me grief about it, of course.

But you gotta look the part, right?

Besides, girls dig sharp wheels, man.

Go around the other side and help me with this, would you?

Oh, hey, guess who I saw cruising the 'wich stand the other day?

Who?

You're kidding.

We should talk to him.

My dad says I'm spending too much time in the studios.

He thinks I should play gigs all the time.

I wish I could enjoy it like you, but I can't.

The amps make my bad ear buzz.

Whoa, whoa, wait. Whoa.

You're not talking about quitting, are you?

No. I mean...

I don't want to let anybody down, but...

You think Al would want to come back?

? Little deuce coupe, you don't know what I got

? Little deuce coupe, you don't know what I got

? Well I'm not braggin' babe, so don't put me down

? But I've got the fastest set of wheels in town

? When something comes up to me he don't even try

? 'Cause if it had a set of wings, man I know she could fly

? She's my little deuce coupe

? You don't know what I got

? Just a little deuce coupe with a flat head mill

? But she'll walk a Thunderbird like it's standin' still

? She's ported and relieved and she's stroked and bored

? She'll do 140 with the top end floored

? She's my little deuce coupe

? You don't know what I got

? She's got a competition clutch with the four on the floor

? And she purrs like a kitten till the lake pipes roar

? And if that ain't enough to make you flip your lid

? There's one more thing, I got the pink slip, daddy

? And comin' off the line when the light turns green

? Well she blows 'em outta the water like you never seen

(SOUND MUFFLED)

? Get pushed out of shape and it's hard to steer

? When I get rubber in all four gears

? She's my little deuce coupe

? You don't know what I got

? She's my little deuce coupe

? You don't know what I got

? She's my little deuce coupe

? You don't know what I got

(MUFFLED)

(MUFFLED) ? She's my little deuce coupe

? You don't know what I got ?

(MUFFLED)

(MUFFLED)

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

Hey, Bri. Are you okay?

He's just a little tired. That's all.

It's no fun for me anymore, Carl.

It's bad, Mom.

Great concert.

Great to have you back on the team, Al.

It sure beats learning to fill cavities.

Hey, Dave, you know the rules.

Everybody carries their own amp.

It's too heavy.

You don't smile when you're playing.

Now you expect somebody to strike your equipment?

What do you think? You're some kind of big shot?

You'd be happy if I quit, wouldn't you?

All right, then I quit. You happy now?

You heard him. He quit. He's out.

You're out, Dave.

I hate you, Murry.

(LAUGHING)

(LAUGHING) "I hate you, Murry."

Here you go, fellas.

No ack-ack greets this invading plane

arriving at New York City's Kennedy Airport.

But the pandemonium created by the 3,000 teenagers on hand

to greet the sortie of Britain's bristling Beatles

is something one might expect from a collision of planets.

Liverpool's contribution to American culture is something that, to say the least,

sparks many diametrically opposed reactions.

It's not true, it's not true!

MURRY: You know what this makes you guys?

Yesterday's news.

TV ANNOUNCER: New York's most conservative hotel is The Beatles' headquarters

for their stay in the metropolis...

British invasion, huh?

You don't know who you're messing with.

NIK: All right. No, no, no. Don't tell me that.

Just do it.

Number one priority here, all right? What?

They just called from downstairs. Murry's on his way up with the Beatles.

I'll call you back, okay? All right. Fine.

I'm not here. Okay? I'm not here.

Okay.

Oh, Mr. Wilson, Mr. Venet is not in his office.

He is not in his office.

(PHONE RINGING)

Let me go!

What's the big idea?

You think you can give away a Beach Boy record on the flip side of a promo

for these... These Liverpool lunkheads, huh?

You got them smiling out of every record store window in this town.

Probably the whole country.

So you think my boys are has-beens, huh, Nik?

Well, let me tell you something.

They made a lot of money for this label.

Not that you can tell by the size of the royalty checks.

But I've seen the numbers.

So there's going to be some changes around here. You hear me, Nik?

Some big changes.

I'll leave you with your new pals here.

(DOOR SLAMS)

Coming through.

What do you think, huh?

You write us a couple of hit songs, we take them on the road,

and we're back in business.

Yeah. How about a little appreciation?

Murry.

and I'm giving myself full-time to the group.

Your father just wants to help, sweetheart.

It's a 50/50 world, Mom.

What's the matter? You making too much money, buddy?

Money? None of us are doing this just for the money.

Yeah. So you think you got it made, huh?

No, I don't. I just want to write music in the studio where I can do what I want.

Look, if you want to be a quitter, that's okay.

All I'm asking you to do is...

Is to be a man.

Can you do that?

What do you know about being... About anything!

I told him he could stay with us.

Please, Dad, Mom, if you'd only seen his face when he came by the store.

He was so sad.

Honey...

You could sleep in the girls' room.

Marilyn will share with Diane,

and you can take her bed.

Um...

Thanks, Mrs. Rovell.

Always remember.

Thanks, Mom.

Good night, sweetie.

Good night.

Thank you.

May, this idea, it's foolish.

Foolish?

You want it to happen in the back of a car rather than in your own house?

Think about it.

(THE HONEYS SINGING HE'S A DOLL)

? Well he's not very tall and he's not too short

? He's just the right guy

? And with his silly blonde hair and his great big smile

? Oh what a sight now

? Because he's such a doll

? He's so gorgeous

? What a guy now

Nice.

That's a D.

That's a D!

Al, is this a D?

Carl, Dennis, your laundry's done.

Thank you.

Make sure they take them this time. Hi, sweetie.

Oh, hello.

Come in. You want something to eat?

No, no, not right now. Thanks, Mrs. Rovell.

You didn't bring Amy this time?

I'm afraid we're not together anymore, Mrs. Rovell.

Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.

Yeah, yeah. Me, too.

Yeah, she got the apartment and the kid. All I got was that car out there.

Good seeing you, Mrs. Rovell.

Hey, Denny, is that your Ferrari out there?

It's a honey, isn't she?

This is Deborah, my new girlfriend.

This is Mike. He sings in the band.

Hi. Nice to meet you.

How's that go?

Sounds real good. Sounds real good.

I heard you all the way down the street.

Looking real good, too.

Brian, how's that song going?

Which song?

I don't know. Those guys are hard to beat. They're good. The Beatles?

Yeah. Well, we're better. Here, I got some new stuff.

? I'm gettin' bugged driving up and down the same old strip

? I gotta find a new place where the kids are hip ?

That's the way I feel right now, you know? Like I'm stuck.

I need a new sound.

Sounds great, Denny.

MIKE: This one sounds pretty good to me.

And hasn't anybody ever told you,

you got write from inspiration, not desperation?

That's where you and I are different. Okay, here's your hook.

? Round round Get around I get around ?

All right? That's your hook.

Then next you need a verse that goes up. Something like...

? My buddies and me are getting real well-known

? Yeah, the bad guys know us and they leave us alone

? I get around

? From town to town

? I'm a real cool head

? I'm makin' real good bread

? I get around

? Ooo wah wah ooo

We gotta sell the melody on this one, Nik, because the lyrics aren't much.

Let's surge a little.

? We always take my car 'cause it's never been beat

Chuck, you gotta do something.

It's okay.

I got it rigged so it only sounds that way in the booth.

I got all the real controls back here.

Good work.

? To leave their best girl home now on Saturday night

? I get around

? From town to town

? I'm a real cool head

? I'm makin' real good bread

? I get around ?

Brian.

Fellas, quit screaming and start singing from your hearts.

Great. I got one good ear left and his big loud voice is killing it.

Get him out of here, Brian, or I swear I'm gonna hurt somebody.

I'll leave, Brian, if you're going to give me a bad time.

We like to record in an atmosphere of calmness,

and you're not presenting that.

Well, this music doesn't make any sense.

It's got no structure, the bass line's mush.

You gotta help it out.

Now can we hear a chord?

Just a chord like we used to play when we used to make... Make real records.

Please. Okay?

(CLEARING THROAT)

(PLAYS PIANO CHORD)

(BOYS SINGING CHORD)

You're flatting again, Dennis.

That's it.

Denny, cool it.

Take it easy.

Hey! Relax.

Look, all this phony singing for money just isn't going to cut it.

Now, I know you're not used to people talking to you this way, but I'm your father.

Dad.

When you guys get so big that you stop singing from your hearts,

you're going downhill.

Downhill?

You don't know what you're talking about.

You're too old-fashioned.

After all I've done for you.

And you talk to me that way? You're an ingrate.

You get a little taste of success and you think you own the business.

(GRUNTS)

God!

Get out, Dad!

You're fired!

You all in on this? Mike?

I won't forget this.

Let's go again.

Okay, Chuck.

? Two step, side step, then a whirl-away

? Two step, side step, took my girl away

? Two step, side step, what a gloomy day

? From the two step Saturday night

? There was a belle at the dance that night

? Who was sittin' pretty and things were bright

(SIGHS)

? She had a style that seemed just right

(GROANS)

? Two step, side step, all of the night

? Two step, side step, then a whirl-away

? Two step, side step, what a gloomy day

Oh, Brian.

(VOICE BREAKING) Brian.

? From the two step Saturday night

? Now people crowd around to get a glance at the two step... ?

MINISTER: Brian, do you take Marilyn to be your lawfully wedded wife

till death do you part?

I do.

And Marilyn, do you take Brian to be your lawfully wedded husband

till death do you part?

I do.

Then by the power vested in me by the state of California,

I now pronounce you man and wife.

You may kiss the bride.

Mazel tov.

Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. and Mrs. Brian Wilson.

I'm so happy for you.

He didn't come.

Your father hasn't been feeling well.

Stop making excuses for him. He should have been here.

(THE BEACH BOYS PLAYING DON'T WORRY BABY)

? Well it's been building up inside of me

? For oh, I don't know how long

? I don't know why but I keep thinking

? Something's bound to go wrong

? But she looks in my eyes

? And makes me realize, and she says

? Don't worry baby ?

Brian okay?

You ought to know. Somebody from your office is always on his back.

I know it's hard, Marilyn. For Brian, for Mike, and for everybody.

But you gotta look at the results.

We got seven songs in the top 40.

Isn't that enough?

Doesn't he deserve a break?

We haven't even had time for a real honeymoon yet.

He spent it in here recording.

Maybe after the promo for the new single.

Brian hates the road, Nik. You know that.

Marilyn, what do you want me to tell you?

That's the business. You gotta put out.

You are good, man.

You're an artist, and that guy should not be pushing you so hard, man.

You're not a trained monkey.

Thanks. They want hits.

You know, I got to admit. A lot of us, we weren't so sure about you at first.

You looked like this crazy kid, you know?

But man, what you do with the music,

I can dig it.

Genius. Really.

That's what some people are saying.

I'm not a genius. I'm just a hardworking guy.

Don't sell yourself short, man.

I know people,

enlightened people.

You should meet them. They could help you out.

What do you mean, "enlightened people"?

This is my hang. These are my people.

(BONG BUBBLING)

That's Samuel Pierce, one of the best studio musicians around.

The guy can play anything. Accordion, piano, whatever, write songs.

Likes to talk, too.

Samuel. Say hello to Brian Wilson.

Hello, Beach Boy.

Better than homegrown.

Try it.

Well, you might have seen me playing clarinet for Art Linkletter's House Party.

You get used to it.

Or maybe you recall that series Heidi?

Yeah, I was one of the children on that.

I'll admit the show was completely lackluster,

but you'll have to assign the blame for that elsewhere.

One of the problems in being a child prodigy

is people expect you to excel at occupations that you may find personally distasteful.

Man, even when I'm stoned I can't understand half the stuff he's saying.

I want you to meet some friends.

This is for you.

This is for me!

Cool place. Cool people.

This is Allison.

And this is Lorraine. Lorraine, right?

The Beach Boys isn't your scene.

You're past that.

I got a little Christmas present for your nephew.

Dennis, you're so sweet.

I gotta go.

Final call.

I had a great time last night.

Plane time. Bri?

I was so worried about you last night.

I called everybody. What happened to you?

AL: I'll call you as soon as I get back. I promise.

Some people wanted to meet me.

Enlightened people.

Well, I saw Tommy Schaeffer attach himself to you at the studio.

Where did he take you?

A party.

What kind of party?

Marilyn, you're not my dad.

Sir? Thank you.

I think you can take that.

Brian, are you okay?

Brian, try to relax. We're almost there.

MURRY: Now what kind of a musician do you expect to be if you can't hear?

You were out of line, so I gave you a whack on the back of the head.

You had it coming to you, so quit whining about it.

DENNIS: Yeah, Brian, stop whining about it.

I mean what's the big deal? You were only three years old anyway.

MURRY: No guts, Brian. You're an infant!

BRIAN: You don't know what you're talking about!

You're too old-fashioned.

When you guys get so big that you stop singing from your hearts,

you're going downhill.

Get out, Dad! You're fired!

Brian?

Brian, are you all right?

Brian?

Brian, what's wrong?

I love you.

(PANTING)

Come on, sit back down, Brian.

Bri.

I'm going to get some help.

Brian, what's going on?

Brian, it's okay.

He's having trouble breathing.

Brian, it's okay.

Brian, come on. Hang in there, man. Hang in there.

What's going on?

It's okay, we're here.

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello?

Mom, it's Carl.

Oh, hi, honey. Is everything all right?

No. Something happened to Brian.

WOMAN ON P.A.: Air Austin flight 115 has arrived from Houston at gate four.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

Baby.

Are you okay?

Flight 115 has arrived at gate four.

Where would you like to go?

Home.

To your apartment or our house?

Home.

Your father found some tenants, but they haven't moved in yet.

I'm afraid it won't look the way you remember it.

Your father built a music room in the new house.

I know he'd love for you to see it.

Remember how you guys used to bring us in here when we were little?

Dad would bang something out and you'd sing along.

You had us doing it, too.

Even Denny.

Of course I remember, sweetheart.

All my life I've heard music.

Grandma Wilson used to play Rhapsody in Blue

on her old Victrola.

Every time I'd go over there, I'd say, "Play Blue, Grandma!"

You know what the very first song you ever sang for us was?

When You Wish Upon A Star, from Pinocchio.

What happened, Mom?

All I wanted to do was to make them happy.

Dad, the guys.

Why can't they just be happy?

Why do they always want more?

Brian.

You have a God-given talent.

A gift.

You can't blame other people if they want you to share that with them.

You think I'll ever get to be happy too?

Of course you will.

Brian, listen to me.

You can do anything you set your mind to.

You just have to do it, baby.

The rest will take care of itself.

Always does.

Who will sing your part?

"You'll have to find somebody"?

You mean all of us, right? Or is this all of a sudden everything just about you?

What are you doing, Brian? The harmonies won't sound the same.

You're just quitting?

I just said I don't want to be on stage anymore.

What about the rest of us? Don't we have a say about this?

Brian, please.

The Beach Boys have a beautiful future,

but the only way we can achieve that is if you do your job

and let me do mine!

It's over.

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