All language subtitles for Slade.In.Flame.1975.720p.BluRay.x264.AAC-[YTS.LT]

What's that? Oh, here he comes!

Look!

I want to get in!

Thank you.

Thank you.

A vision of lovely rivers.

I had it all when you said goodbye,

said goodbye to my happiness.

The tears that were flowing, the tears I
was

losing to you.

What are you doing?

How does it feel running around, round,
round?

How does it feel watching from upside

down?

Because many years from now there will
be new sensations

and new temptations.

How does it feel?

How does it feel right at the start?

And how does it feel when you are
thrown?

feel oh oh

do you know know know what it's like

to be searching and suddenly find all
your illusion all your confusion

all left behind how does it

feel turning

You were six weeks behind.

Said they'd be back Friday, so you'd
better have your pay, Andy.

Can't expect us to keep them off your
back forever.

Did you hear what I said?

He wants those drums back. Well, he
ain't having them.

Where do you think you're going with
that lot, then? Out.

Out? You haven't even been in yet.

Say hello to your father.

Hello to your father.

Wasn't that all right, then? You're the
throne?

Not really. Sorry.

How's it going, then?

Loud of old rubbish.

Just say your name's Gene Krupa.

Who?

Is that it, then?

I thought you'd have some. Look, son.

If I had a drum kit, I'd have a drummer
behind it, wouldn't I?

You could lose anything, Jack.

I'll tell you what. What we need.

There's a drummer with a kit.

Like that.

All threes, 33.

One and four, 14.

All the eights. Get off my face!

Oi, man in the back!

Out!

Go on, out!

Oh, look, Gordon, isn't that nice?

Get out!

Sorry.

There he is again.

You'll have to wait. Mr Harding's busy.

Hello. Hi, darling.

What are you doing then, straining your
brains?

I just told you.

Hey, what are you doing? That's Mr
Harding's money. Put it back.

I'm sorry they called you down the nick,
John.

I assure you, it won't happen again. If
you get any other little problems, just

give me up. Mr Harding, I introduced you
to my drummer, Charlie. But Mr Harding,

what about me gigs?

Busy, man?

Oh, yes, he's very busy.

Thanks for your speak.

Two pubs.

Four socials.

And the bloody Jacaranda Club.

I don't know about week, though.

Not a bad month.

See you, love.

Come on, Charlie.

There you are.

That's me with Del Shannon when I was
playing bass.

Hey, they were the days.

That's Bill Henley and me on the first
UK tour.

My mum was a great fan of his.

What are you?

Down the front, one of the stewards.

Oh, yes.

They were the days.

As I've always said, Charlie, when
you've been in this business as long as

have, you start to learn to take the
road.

Here we are, Charlie.

Your first gig, the Jack -O -Lantern
Club.

She'll be around the back.

All right, lads, get over here. I'll
call out Willie.

Don't push yourself, mate. No, Chad.

Hello, Frank.

I've got a nice 30 minutes for you
tonight, Mr. Bully. You've got 60

no pay.

Put that P .J. Proby's rubbish out.

You know me.

Yeah, you didn't know.

All right.

Here he comes.

The king of rock and roll. Give him a
big hand.

Oh, bloody no.

How's the beanstalk, Jack? Still
growing?

Who have I just seen, then?

Not your mate, Elvis.

Bloody right priest.

Who? The Undertakers.

They were got in my stage suit at the
Commodore Club.

Yeah, best part of the act.

Hey, buddy, come here.

Come on!

Well,

it's a nod off again, eh? So when do you
want me to come over? Same as always.

I've got four verses, right?

It's not yet.

It's got Rapone. He's having to move his
arse in on in two minutes.

All right.

Yes. Come on.

Hey,

boy.

Well, you didn't even thank me. What's
that? Next time you're going past the

crematorium, will you burn this? What's
the problem?

What's the problem here? Oh, no problem
at all, Mr. Wally. No, I'm just speaking

to my fellow artiste with a bit of
respect.

It's a matter of 15 ,000.

See you now.

Those curls were a bright shade of
green.

When I saw she died, she simply replied,
it just comes from the juice of my

skin.

Sir, here, come on in my gear.

The life of a bar choir ain't good.

They'd have tasty meals if they could.

My first flight.

The moon wasn't shining too bright.

Those beautiful throats made my little
eyes glow.

He's only come out at night.

Ten quid for a talent like ours.

It's a bloody crime.

Ten quid for a talent like yours is a
bloody miracle.

Hey, Barry.

Share that out, will you?

Did you fix Priest?

Did I fix him?

Happy hunting, all you sweet...

What the hell was that?

Chief, all right?

Check the tyres, will you, mate?

Oi! New ones!

Come on, we're going to lose them!

Why, that's one I can show you.

Oh, they're five apiece, one of the
three. Oh, and the two new tyres are

apiece. Well, that's three quid each.

Don't worry about the rest of it, CEO.
I'll make it up. It'll all come back

later. Pay your back.

Well, I'm sure I'm sharing that.

How come we always have to pay for your
cock -ups? Well, who else is going to

pay? How about the undertakers?

Yeah.

There's the car that must be inside.

Fifteen quid.

Bloody move on!

You're bleeding lucky on me then, Jack.

Get me off, Stoker!

Get the gear!

I wish you'd learn to park better.

Come on, Jack, have a nice ride down.

What's going on here?

Women on drums first.

Not in, officer. We do it full time.

All right.

pattern, isn't it, Charlie?

Ronald, get us out of this.

Would

you

mind being quiet in there, please?

You fairy godmothers arrived.

Hey, listen, I don't know anything about
this lot. I've only come down for a

couple of them, you know.

Goose, I'm really sorry if I... Come on.

I mean, what's all this lot?

It's not all in. Right.

Who do you want?

You'd better ask him.

Him?

Him? Not him.

Hey, come on. It wasn't all my fault.

All right, Jack. It's all right. Oh,
come on. Where do I start? Come on.

Barry.

Five quid.

You ask Jackie, worth every penny. Ask
Jackie, honest as the day is.

You've got soup bowls, you've got dinner
plates, you've got side plates, cups

and saucers, pudding bowls for anybody
in the club.

And look at the pattern on these. Never
wash off the pattern on these. Never.

The old man will never wash them off.

Never, Chip.

I'm just going to powder my nose, all
right?

How are you going, all right?

Okay.

Got rid of him.

I didn't think that would take too long.

Thought about starting playing again.

Yeah, when I jacked it in with the
Undertakers, that was it. I made twice

much money doing this block.

It just wasn't worth it.

So, not interested then?

Well, maybe.

Only semi -pros, though.

Any songs there, then?

Odds and Sots.

Who's your agent? Still that bloke,
oldie? Yeah, but he don't give a shit.

gets his 10%. I don't even know we're
split up yet.

Typical. Come on, instructor!

Put it away!

All right, all right, I'm coming!

Ponce.

Morning, Mr Hayes.

Hello, Andrew.

Hello, kid. How's it going?

All right. Excuse me, love. Sorry.

Thanks very much.

Here's the quid.

I'll give you the rest next week.

Oh, thanks very much.

You think you can spare this?

No, man.

Ruth,

how do you fancy being our roadie?

Excuse me, sorry.

You're oldie? Yeah.

That's a car. I heard it was a write
-off. Oh, sort of. But what do you

Listen, you don't want to roll, do you?
You just want me bloody banned.

You only asked me to be your drummer
because you fancy me sister, right? Oh,

come on.

Well, listen, I'll think about it, OK?

What does he mean, fancy a sister?

Nothing. Oh, sound like bloody nothing.

I hardly know that. I mean, Judy Hayes.
Bloody hell, she's such a...

Do you want to be in on Sunday, will
you?

Yeah, I should be. Why?

I've asked Jane and her bloke round.

Oh, not on Sunday. I wanted to stay in.
Why do you never want to stay in when I

ask you to?

I'm not having them round. They're a
pain.

They're my friends.

Bye, darling.

Bye. Bye.

Bye. Bye.

Bye.

So what time will you be home tonight?

Depends on the encore.

Aren't you coming, then?

Now I've got other things to do.

What, you scrubbing floors while your
old man's out playing pop star?

Oh!

I'm gonna watch them crumble without
your check

Yeah, no, actually, I'm waiting for a
bird, you see.

Oh, sorry, Mr Hardy, no short beer time
yet. Not that I like, eh?

I don't know if you're sure.

Crap!

What?

Can I get a soffé? The thin one.

Oh, well, would you like a drink, Mr
Hardy?

Oh, a large scotch.

Three.

Where's Hamlet?

Er, over there.

I thought you'd never ask.

Please, got you some of these large
ones.

Working now, are we?

Not having one yourself?

No, look, I didn't have... I like to
mix.

I want to eat that.

Well, somebody's got to have it.

Evening, ladies and gentlemen. Now, just
before we get started, the management

have requested me to tip out the hour of
these.

You should find them in the gym.

Mmm. It's still warm. She can't be far
away.

Now, come on, don't be shy. We don't
want anybody catching cold.

Winter draws on.

Oh, really?

Oh, it's all right. We've just found
they belong to him.

Who's a clown?

Everywhere has to be a love.

Who's a clown?

Yeah, well, it was me she fancied like.

Ah, shut up.

I'll fix you if you don't stop spending
my money.

Hey,

pack that in, tuck it in.

Hello, young lovers, you're under
arrest.

Hey, son.

Yeah? Where did you get these anyway?

Well, they're, um... Peel free any time.

Well, you did ask nicely.

Did I?

Oi. Evening, Mr. Harding. We're
celebrating, boys.

Top of the hour stuff, Ron?

No. What do you think of it, then?

Personally, rubbish.

Still, the punters seem to go for it.

Maybe I'll fix next Friday.

I can't make it. I've got a sale in
Leicester.

Sale? Come on, Phil.

Well, I'll do it anyway.

How about you, Charlie?

What?

I'll fix it this Friday.

Listen, you're fucking about part -time
all you like. We're never going to get

any bloody play.

What bloody play?

You might have been all right tonight,
but don't start getting any fancy ideas.

I don't know why you bother.

You can piss off any time you want.

All right.

You're a good live act.

And that's it.

Excuse me.

The crap you served up tonight, that
wasn't music.

You're just second -rate comics working
on a third -rate audience.

With a fourth -rate agent copying 10%.
I'll handle it. Yeah, you handle it,

Do you want him?

No, let him go.

What's up?

What's up? I'll tell you what's up. You
just lost six weeks working on an agent.

From now on, you're all on your bloody
own.

Come on.

Morning. I'm not leaving. I've told them
I'm not leaving. Would you be Mrs.

Stoker? And I told the councilman, same
as I'm telling you.

I'm not leaving. I'm not from the
council, Mrs. Stoker.

I'm from the Seymour Trust.

Trust? I wouldn't trust you further than
I could spit.

Is your son in?

No. He never come back.

Your grandson?

Out with his pigeons.

Ah.

Look, when he comes back, would you give
this to him?

What is it?

Well, it's all explained in the letter.

Mrs. Stokes.

Sorry to have troubled you.

Are you up?

All right.

How great to come in.

Yeah, you're safe. They're all
vegetarians.

Here, have a look at this.

What is it?

Looks like a hiding one. The only bloke
who was watching the show that night.

Somebody wants to make us rich and
famous.

I had to get hold of this.

Some bloke bought it round the other
day.

Didn't he say anything?

He didn't have much chance. He spoke to
Grant.

This is not kept.

You keep it. You three can try it.

Oh, come on. Don't give me that. Are you
tough after one gig?

Yeah, of course I'm tough.

Why not, then?

Look, the Thimo Trust, the Ron Harding
Trust, they're all the same.

It's just that he's got better
notepaper, that's all. Don't let that

you. This is a real chance.

Look, he's just Ron Harding with another
name, that's all. They're all 10 %

merchants. They're all bloody villains.

I can live without all that.

Don't you want to keep playing?

Isn't that what it's all about?

I mean, although I get it right, you
know, if we want to be a good group,

we've got to be together all the time.

If this comes off, there'll be no more
doing 15 quick gigs for...

Ponzi's like him.

Down to us, what will you want to do?

Just think of it.

Think of the equipment, the orbital,
Saturday night, a thousand watts. Bang!

Fantastic.

Stalker, we've got nothing to lose.

They're asking us.

Shit!

Go on, Philip, please.

Tickets, please.

Of course. Tickets.

Harry, tickets.

Tickets, please.

Harry, tickets.

This is a first -class compartment, you
know.

We're first -class people.

Perhaps you're trying to behave like it.

Hippies.

Watch it.

What are they?

Kidneys. No, thanks. Never to the right.

afford to start changing the campaign at
this stage.

Do you realise that it involves... Okay,
fine.

Let's forget it.

I'm sure we can work out some sort of
compromise.

No, no, no.

There's no room for compromise, Mike.

It's your wife. Should I ask her to call
back?

No. Hello?

No, no, that's all right.

Have you taken her to the dentist?

Did she cry?

Yes. She obviously takes after you.

Yes, no, I'm glad you phoned.

About eight, I think.

Yeah, okay.

Bye.

Listen, I'd be happy to put you in touch
with another agency.

We'll simply do what you ask at a
fraction of the price we charge.

It's not a question of the price. No, we
can't handle the account unless we have

a completely free hand.

Well, I'm sure we ought to be able to
work out some way. Listen, let's meet

again when you're trying to think this
over.

All right?

I'd do that.

Do you think England will be all right
by lunch?

Pardon?

Now that Cowden is out?

Oh, yeah, I think so.

Oh, I don't know.

There's some bloody man he can never
make up his mind. Anyway, how about this

now? How'd they take it? Like all the
rest, thought I was joking.

What have you told them?

I've told them that you've heard the
text.

You like the look of them, and the least
they can expect is a free ride home.

Hmm.

Are you really sure they're what you're
looking for?

I think so.

What's the next move?

A record, I think.

Then I can throw some weight about for
airtime.

Do you want me to take them out there?

We'll see.

At last we meet. This is Robert Seymour.
I take it Tony's explained what we have

in mind.

I assume you have no objections.

Why else?

Pardon?

Why else?

This is Russell Hayes, Robert. He drives
the van and shifts around the

equipment. They did request for him to
be included.

He's the rowdy?

He?

I think it's rather more a question of
why them?

Then why us, as far as you're concerned?

Basically, what I have in mind is this.

That with the right management, we can
turn the group into a success.

Since it's their wish, you're welcome to
be involved for the present.

Still the roadie.

That's what I said.

Anything else?

Right. Tony will put you in the picture
as to where we go from here.

But, uh...

Do you actually like what we do?

My personal preference really doesn't
come into it.

Let me put it this way.

I don't smoke cigarettes, but I manage
to sell a few.

All right?

You see, it's all a matter of packaging,
Paul.

Packaging, promotion.

I'm not a dirty fish finger.

Yes, but that's part of the problem.

They're a well -known commodity.

You're unknown, and there are thousands
to choose from.

We're just going to make you stand out a
bit.

We

should

get a high today of something like 58
degrees.

This is an absolute optimist. The winds
are north to northeast, and that's the

Radio City weather.

Radio City!

You're listening to the Ricky Storm Show
on Radio City. And as every time, every

time we give you the sounds first, we've
got a brand coming out of the station

this afternoon by the name of Flame.

You're going to hear them absolutely
talking live on the air. But here's

new record called So Far, So Good.

For 20 odd years, I've wanted things I
never had.

Of course, was it all in the mind? Is it

living the life of a king?

Maria, don't do that.

Come on in.

Hello, lads. Welcome to Radio City, our
great big palace in the sky.

Have a good trip. Get your legs back.

Never left him anywhere.

He's still sick.

Anywhere, but not on the thorn circles,
please.

Anyone fancy a drink?

Yeah. Nathan, get him a Coke or a beer.

Not. A water bottle.

OK. Make that seven coffees. No, make it
eight, Nathan. I'll take one myself,

OK? OK.

I'll see him off.

Fine, fine.

He's made out a list of questions for
you to ask the boys, starting with Paul

and my man.

My God, you don't really want me to read
all this, do you?

Yeah, of course I do. It's the same old
crap. I know.

Okay, stand by, studio.

And you're listening to the Ricky Storm
Show right here on the Tower of Power.

There you have it. That's the new record
by Flame. As I promised you earlier on

in the afternoon, and I never let you
down, let's face it, here they are in

studio. Hi, lads. Welcome to Radio City.
Would you like to introduce yourselves?

I'm Stalker.

I'm Paul.

I'm Barry.

I'm Cece.

Now, Paul,

is it true that you're the creative
force behind the group?

No.

Stoker, give me an honest answer on this
one. This is your first record and it's

gone down remarkably well. How do you
feel about it going down so well?

A few of us are more worried about
what's coming up at the moment.

Any chance of seeing you guys on
television in the near future?

Well, hopefully, yeah, definitely.

That's good. Something to look forward
to there. You'll see them on television

soon. But television this isn't. This is
Radio City.

Let's hear the B -side of their new
record. It's called Heaven Knows.

And I'm sure it does.

God between the jungle and the south.

This is unbelievable.

Absolutely unbelievable.

Somebody's shooting at us.

Get out! For God's sake, get out!

The city is under attack.

Let's get ready to start with the
microphone on the radio city.

Oh, God, we're under attack.

We're under attack. Please. Is this
radio city under attack? For God's sake.

Mention the bloody group.

If they can do it to the Arabs in six
days, the Americans would most certainly

be able to do it over there in the
jungle.

And then there wouldn't be all this
silly fuss.

They've got this petroleum stuff now.
They must be able to see them.

It's T .M.

Yes, I wish it were as easy as this at
Grattan Water.

Grattan? Isn't it a little
oversubscribed?

Robert, I think I ought to tell you that
the board are not too keen on the

idea.

No? And frankly, neither am I.

Oh, I know your reasons.

I know you can influence the market a
lot with your radio involvement, but...

It really isn't the sort of thing we
want to get tied up in, is it?

Apart from the initial capital, of
course.

Oh, yes.

Yes, of course.

I don't need to remind you that a
merchant bank can lose a lot of the

confidence on what might seem a
perfectly sound investment.

But you must understand, Robert, in no
way must our name be associated with the

venture.

Otherwise we shall all look bloody
silly.

Huh?

Montmorencandale thanked her for making
his leg better and asked her home for

tea and a muffin.

Come in, come in.

Let's give your things to Gabriella.

A bit scruffy, you know.

You brighten the place up.

You've had quite a time of it out there,
I hear.

Well, shot at. Real bullets, you know.
Yes, I know. Just been reading about it.

Extraordinary. You are front page news.

Who was it? Anybody know?

I don't think so.

It's a nice bit of publicity.

What, being shot in the arse from some
sticky boat? Who needs it?

You need it.

Oh, you need it.

Come and meet everyone.

In you come.

Ah, Tony.

Anyone hurt?

No, actually.

Judy.

Come and meet these gentlemen.

Barry. Hello. Paul.

Charlie. Stoker. And Russell, the road
manager.

And Maggie.

Angie. Angie. Angie.

My wife, Judy.

Hello. Let's have a drink in this course
of celebration.

What, of us nearly getting killed?

No, the fact that we've probably sold
another 20 ,000 records.

I'll have a rum and black, sir.

Darling. Hmm? A rum and black.

Um... No, why don't you go and eat,
everyone?

Yes, whiskey?

Yeah, right. Why don't you help
yourselves?

Sofa, someone I'd like you to meet.

Brian.

Sofa, this is...

Brian Summers will be handling your
publicity in the future. Brian, this is

Stoker, who is the vocalist for the
group.

I'm not the vocalist. I'm the senior.

Well, how do you do? I'm all right. I
think we ought to organise some sort of

photo call for the press shortly.

Something flame -orientated, hmm?

Something with fire burning.

How about a picture of us sliding down a
greasy pole in a fire station?

Yes, that's an idea.

In the nude, maybe.

Give us a drink, Ross, will you? Excuse
me.

There'll be an emergency session of the
United Nations Security Council

tomorrow.

The battle for the pirate radio stations
entered a new phase today when armed

men attacked Radio City, which is
transmitting from the old wartime forts

Thames Estuary.

Although there were no casualties, the
rock group Flame had a narrow escape.

and they had to be airlifted from the
forts by helicopter.

The spokesman for the Ministry of
Defence says that although the forts

It's your brainwave, wasn't it, Stoker?

I was only joking. I never thought he'd
take me seriously.

Is this your idea?

Yeah, but I was only kidding.

Still good publicity.

Is that all you think about, getting
your face in the papers?

Well, that's enough, I think, gentlemen.

Thank you so much.

Yes, okay, fellas. They've got to get to
the BBC in 20 minutes. No, fellas, we

must get moving.

Now then, I've laid on disconjecture for
quite a while, but we must get to the

magazine down to Mars.

I'm thinking about a million pairs of
potential weapons.

This way, head up a fraction. That's it.
Lovely.

Look, you have to spend all our lives
less of us bonfires for it.

Sorry, I've got to go.

Thank you very much. Wait, what's all
this about? Money hours ago. Calm down,

calm down.

Don't look... Barry, will you listen to
me, please?

Don't look at the cameras. Keep your
eyes on the kids on the floor.

It's all on playback, so you don't even
have to sing. Just concentrate on

looking good, all right?

Where the hell have you been? Sorry, but
I've been everywhere for this.

That's all they... That's all they...
That's all they had.

This is the wrong colour.

Well, that's all they had. I'm telling
you, they're all clothes round here.

been miles looking for that.

Well, listen, do you want it or not?

No, I don't.

This way, Barry.

Still worth the money, Russell?

No, thanks. I was looking for a mental
one.

I can't understand why Paul doesn't
bring them home.

Cleaners have them.

It's a shame.

Why don't you go and watch the boys?

Oh, Paul always gets embarrassed if he
sees me on the front.

Oh,

really?

Nice to see you.

All right, Mum.

Enjoy the show? Oh, yeah. It's a bit
loud. Rock and roll.

Grab what you want.

You're going to dance around like a
bleeding fairy, do it without pulling my

bloody legs out, all right? I never came
here.

I'm going to do another one. Who said
so? Mr Seymour.

Get my ogre coat.

Good point, darling.

Where are you all off to now? Back in a
minute.

All right, Julie.

Used to come swimming down here before
the war.

Look at it.

You wouldn't believe it, would you?

Cleaner than this, was it?

No, it wasn't. Bloody sight worse.

More turds in it than fish.

Or there would have been if you could
have seen them. Going by like bloody

barges. What have you come down here
for, then?

Vegas can't be choosers, mate.

We never had any money for the bath.

Used to spend it all on fags when we got
any.

What's brought you back anyway?

Don't tell me you can't stay away from
that pressurised Nats piss we've been

drinking. Oh, Barry's having his 21st
birthday celebration.

You're what, Barry 21?

Again. That's one of Mr Seymour's
promotions.

I'm in the wrong game, aren't I?

I wouldn't mind getting a couple of
years younger every now and again.

Yeah.

Like a bleeding bunch of Peter Pan's,
it's like they're getting closer as if

thing's moving.

Hey.

You're doing all right, aren't you? It's
what you wanted to do.

I don't know.

It's not the same anymore.

Make a few records.

That bit's okay.

The rest of the time, a bunch of
bleeding gangs in their dinner jackets.

What do you do, though? The old syndrome
like it?

Well, if you don't want to get out,
there's only one thing you can do.

Let them get on with it.

Let them all take themselves to pieces
if they feel like it.

You won't change anything by doing it to
yourself. Nobody ever does.

So what happens to me in the meantime?

You all survived, Charlie.

You aren't doing badly now, as far as I
can make out.

Tell you what.

Why don't you come to the party tomorrow
night?

I'll let you meet a couple of them
vultures.

Break out in a bottle of baby champagne
together.

Yeah, all right.

I'm a bit old to get discovered, though,
aren't I?

Oh, they'll soon fix that for you.

Ta -ra, Harold.

Cheerio.

What's a bleeding summer?

Thank you.

This is a special day, not only for
Barry, although it is his very special

but for all the boys.

Some of you have known these four young
men since their childhood.

For others of us, their friendship has
flourished overnight.

But there is one thing that links us all
together. That is our faith in the

ability and integrity of these four
young men.

Here we are. They have not let us down.

Now, on behalf of the recording company,
I've been given the honour to present

to them for a quarter of a million sales
of their fifth record, this silver

disc.

All of you hold it. Right,

three drinks.

Everybody get stuck in.

Well, you could say that... Yeah, I'll
give them their first break. We can put

that down, couldn't we?

Mr Seymour, I'd like you to meet my old
boss, Harold.

Oh, pleased to meet you.

How do you do?

He's a good boy.

He's a good boy.

I've just seen somebody I know. I'm just
going to have a tattoo.

Good boy. Good boy, Charlie.

I know somewhat about bands.

Harry Roy was in our unit during the
war. I played with him once or twice.

Really? Hold that tiger.

Somebody stole my gal.

They

deserve

the break.

Can I top you up?

Thanks. I was going to suggest we had a
little tape -to -tape one morning.

About the boys' future.

You mean they didn't tell you?

Tell me what?

They're under contract to me, Mr
Seymour.

Exclusive.

Oh!

What about ten o 'clock Monday morning?

Shall we say four o 'clock Monday
afternoon?

Cheers.

Cheers. Are you 35 or 36, Mr. Daniels?
Eh?

You don't think anyone would take
offence at our deserting him like this?

They're all busy scoffing free booze to
notice. Anyway, someone's all the time.

Not all of them.

Mr. Seymour!

Hey, look, you're not going just yet,
are you? I mean, er...

Just getting warmed up in there and I
was hoping to have a little chat with

Yes, well, Mr Seymour is rather busy.
Perhaps another time. I suppose that

told you about me, eh?

Jack Daniels? Used to be my backing girl
for quite some time. I'm very

interested in working alongside him.
Perhaps you could get in touch with our

London office. It's all right, Tony. It
seems to be while we're up here.

Mr Daniels?

Can we give you a lift somewhere?

Eh? Oh, yeah.

Thanks very much. Why not?

You realise just how bad it was now all
the stuff's gone, don't you?

It never looked bad to me.

Ah, come on, Julie. Don't be grateful to
your old man for getting you out of

this bloody hole. He could have been
here forever.

What's the bad about that? I liked it
here.

Look, shift your arse if you're not
going to help.

She likes you, dear.

What about you, Paul?

You thinking of taking up a great new
career as a Milton or something?

I gave it all up. My penthouse, my
Ferrari.

All because the wife couldn't bear to
leave the wallpaper behind.

Quack, quack.

Bullshit. Cut it out, Stalker.

What's the matter with you two? We're
making enough money for you to go out

get a decent place with a bit of class
and you're walking around like a couple

of zombies.

Look at it.

I'd set fire to it. Oh, flame, flame,
flaming, Stalker.

Nothing but flame, nothing but a big pop
star.

Well, I like it here.

And Paul likes it.

In fact, I think we both liked each
other a bit better before you decided to

the world alight with your wonderful pop
group.

Look, it was this wonderful idea in the
first place, lover.

Ta -ra.

You can't have your own success, mate.
I'll buy you a mudflat to get started.

I owe you that much.

Hey,

have a look at that food.

Big boy, eh?

What's this all about?

I'm supposed to earn out of this, not
the punters.

See to it.

I'm Mr Seymour to see you.

See to this, see to that, see to the
bloody lot.

Ah, good afternoon, Mr Seymour.

A nice pot of tea and some digestives.
Shall we go to my office?

Have a seat.

Make yourself comfortable.

How about one of these mints?

Nothing. Half -packed up, smoking
yourself.

No good for the old chick.

What, you interested in greyhounds?

I don't really know much about them.

That one up there, a real cracker. I've
run up for three seasons at Catford. Was

it meant to be a...

Yes, I'm sure.

They were saying about the group.

Well, now, what are we gonna do?

You tell me.

Well, I've been giving it a lot of
thought and I've said to myself, fair's

I mean, it's obviously gotten to a lot
of trouble with these boys.

After all, he wasn't to know they were
signed up with me.

Just put it on the desk.

I enjoy a nice cup of tea in the
afternoon.

Milk and sugar?

No sugar, thank you.

There we are.

So, I've come up with what I reckon is a
straight down the line deal.

You put the boys' business through me,
as their agent, and we split the profit

down the middle.

You understand I'm trying to be fair to
both of us.

Sounds reasonable.

But I shall have to have a copy of the
contract for the board.

No problem.

Make up a copy of that DP's contract,
will you?

Would you like this?

Next time you're up in this heart of the
world, Mr Seymour, we might make an

evening of it. I look forward to it.

Do you have a copy for me?

I don't understand.

Here's some now.

Where have you put it?

I put it on the desk. It was there on
Friday.

Really doesn't matter. You can easily
send me a copy. I must go. Goodbye.

you for the tea.

And the digestives.

Shut up.

Oil.

You put it on your desk.

Then what?

Well, nothing.

I just thought it must still be there.

What? Who's been in there over the
weekend?

No one, Mr. Harding.

Just Lenny and Mr.

Daniels.

Daniels? Yes, he came in to pick up his
work schedule for Manchester.

Hey, you need it finished. I'm bloody
freezing.

Why don't you come over here and play
with me instead of the bloody camera?

Now, look, love, I just want to know the
close -up.

You want to go off the gallery?

What do you want?

We can't visit you, Jack. Can I step in
here a moment?

No, Bobby.

But what do you want with me, eh, lad?

Fetch him out, Ron.

He's shy.

Now, come on, Jack.

See?

Where is he, Jack?

There's what? Look, I don't know what
you're talking about.

That bit of paper that got stuck to your
fingers here. What bit of paper? Look

up, lad. That's Mr. Harding's bit of
paper. Oh, look, now, I don't know what

you're talking about, lads. Honest, I
don't. Hey, Lenny.

Oh,

dear, Jack.

You have gone and been silly boring.

A silly boy, eh?

If he can't get money, if he can't get
money.

No, Lenny, that's not only... That's
mine, you see, Lenny. Well, I copped

the club.

Getting lucky in your old age, John.

Stop!

Don't, Lenny, look at me. Keep all the
money, eh? Just keep all the money, all

right? Very good of you, John.

Well, that satisfies Mr Harding. Right.

Where's the contract?

I don't know, Lenny.

I'll listen to God, I don't know.

Here, Jack.

You ain't got nothing on your feet.

Don't let your eyes infuse your toes.

No, don't let them, please.

Can you feel your toes?

Don't let them.

Can you?

Watch the birdie, Ken.

If we were to export the motorcar
Vaziric and you were to take delivery of

from somewhere a little further east,
that might be a way round. And

would you excuse me for a moment, sir?
Yes, sure.

Perhaps you'd like to look at this
upholstery cover, sir. Thank you very

Excuse me.

Fantastic. Can I help you, sir?

Yeah. How much are these?

That's rather a difficult question.

What exactly were you looking for?

He's looking for one of these.

Yeah. Yeah.

Can I drive it?

I'm sorry, sir, but it really is not our
policy to allow the vehicles outside

the showroom. Well, in that case, I'll
have to sit in here, then, won't I?

It's rather like we're in the asteroid,
Charlie.

Excuse me, sir, but excessive use of the
electric... Yes, I'm sorry.

For me, bloggers are selling more
collectibles.

Something like this, but in dark green.
Well, we have a Mulliner drophead over

there, sir.

Here. Enjoy this.

I think Stalker's ought to give her a
demonstration.

You prefer the darker colour?

Yes.

No,

no, no.

It's got no balls.

Look, cheer up a minute, will you? I'm
not just... We've tried this time and

time again. It's just not working.

Don't take it to personal. I'm just
thinking about the album, that's all.

Shall I do it?

All right, shut up.

Look, you were supposed to have sorted
all this out before you came in here.

Now, can we get on with it, please?

Do you want to come down here and try
it?

Try it.

Russell, get us a coke.

What? Lewis.

Get us a coke.

We're out of them.

He says we're out of them.

Walk on! and get some men!

In a minute!

Russell?

Get me a coke, would you?

Right, let's have a run for the levels,
please.

Just thought we'd drop by and find out
how you're all getting on.

Nice bit of schmatter.

Very trendy these days.

I don't mind if I do.

Look, I've just got a job to do, you
know. Yeah, well, we've got a job we

you to do.

We want you to give these to your Mr
Seymour.

I'm sorry they're a bit blurry.

Ron's still learning.

Daniels? Most of him. Yeah.

Well, he made life very difficult for
Mr. Hardy.

He had to make himself understood.

Night -night, Russ.

Sleep time.

Tell him we want the contract back.

Yeah.

What are you doing?

Where's the coke?

Well, it's outside, but I thought this
was more important.

Then you were wrong.

Wrong?

Listen, this affects all of us, you
know. Not just you. They're bleeding

nutters.

Do the lads know about this?

No, they don't.

Well, don't you think you ought to tell
them?

Do you?

Well, what do you expect me to do? Just
shut up and laugh it off?

Jack Daniels isn't laughing, you know.

Daniels knew perfectly well what he was
doing.

Obviously, you don't, if you think the
group will benefit by opening his thing

up.

What's that supposed to mean? Come on,
Russell.

Use your brain.

That tin -pot little dog trainer conned
a contract out of your friends that

wrapped them up for good, as far as this
business is concerned.

Now that he's seen how good they are, he
wants to kick them about like one of

his fruit machines until some money
falls out.

If he had any real claim on that talent,
did you think he would try something

like this?

Well, I don't know, but... No, you don't
know.

You don't know, so I'll tell you.

If Harding takes this to court with me,
then your friends had better go back to

the button factory, because not one of
them will ever make a record or even

up a guitar in public until a legal
decision is made, by which time their

adoring fans will have forgotten what
they look like.

I know it.

Harding knows it.

And now you know it.

And if that's what you want for the
group, go out and tell them.

You don't leave me any alternative, do
you?

Don't you expect me to carry on working
with them, knowing what I know?

No.

I have heard that Asia is not very good.
I'm glad that's what you pay us for.

Well, seriously, that is why we have it,
but don't think that we have. Well, I'd

like to extend the campaign to our
European markets, and I've invited our

sales director to join us for lunch.
Splendid. Right.

Excuse me, sir. This gentleman is
waiting to see you.

You are very rich, Mr. Seymour.

Ah, uh, look, um, could we make this
some other time?

No, I want to see you now.

I'm afraid Mr. Seymour can only see you
by appointment.

Here's that white card.

Jackie. No, Tony, that's all right. You
go on.

I'll join you.

What can I do for you?

I want what's mine on that contract.

Ah. I've yet to see your so -called
contract.

You're seeing Daniels.

I want what's mine.

What exactly is that? A few fruit
machines.

A couple of psychopaths. And you think
you can worm your scummy little way up

my back? What are you, still? You
belong, Harding. You stick with your dog

creatures and your jukeboxes and your
puns.

They're yours.

What's this thing into that thing?

It's perfectly safe.

Functions like a normal PMI.

I'm not sticking

my face over that. You wouldn't do it.
Oh, come on, you joker.

Look at the effect.

Look at the real problem with his
eyebrows on fire.

I had seats for Covent Garden tonight,
would you believe?

Well, there's no real need for you to be
here tonight, Robert.

Any ideas yet on the American release
date?

New album?

Not until the single makes a move.

Anyway, I'm unhappy about the deal with
CBS.

Why don't you try them on a promotion
tour?

It'll be a bloody miracle if they
survive this one.

They're falling apart at the seams. Can
you imagine what they'd be like over

there?

The same as...

I think you're cold, beautiful.

Go on, get back in goal, goalie. Look,
if you want to be a front, you know what

to do, but let's get this over with
first.

Sort of better for me, mate.

Oh, hello.

We can't stay till the end. It's rather
beyond Emma's bedtime.

I went harding a visit.

Well, if you like.

Why?

Well, I think we've made our point.

Certainly made some money.

I think it's time we pulled out before
we get our noses too dirty.

Well, that seems a pity.

I thought it was all going rather well.

Without me even getting killed It still
seems so unreal I've seen

the morning in the mountains I've seen
the sunset in the east and in the west

I've seen the glory...

Look at them birds!

What about them?

What about them?

I've got them too, guys.

on the group what group look i'm sorry
yeah yeah i know you know i didn't mean

it but i did

I'm off.

Finished. Going back home.

What about the group?

There is no group.

Never was up to that, Mr Seymour.
Started poking around.

Too famous?

You got everything?

Yeah, we got everything.

You hang on to that bit.

You hang on to Stoker. He'll see you all
right. See you, mate.

Been early in the day for you, ain't it,
Ron?

Well, if it's not my little stoker.

How you been keeping?

Bust and grumble.

That makes a change.

Yeah.

Have you heard the news?

What news is that, Ron?

It's back with me again.

I bet that makes you happy.

Huh.

You're Mr Seymour, is that enough?

Tell you what, Ron.

We've all had enough.

Do you know, know, know what it's like
to be searching and suddenly find

all your illusion, all your confusion?