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♫ Don´t you know I mean boys now ♫

Bloody hell. She´s amazing.

You still don´t want a boyfriend?

I like you, Bobby, and I like you being me manager.

But if I´m in love with anything, it´s me singing.

Don´t be bringing any Catholics ´round here.

KENNY: The thing is with Dad,

he´s good with the "Oh, I won´t come if you marry Rose."

So I called his bluff.

That´s Brian Epstein. He´s The Beatles´ manager.

We got you an audition.

-Who with? -Brian Epstein.

But I´ve already got a manager.

I´m not sure scallies are ideal management material.

I´ve got to take this opportunity, Bobby.

You do understand that.

I´ve always been straight with you

about me singing coming first, haven´t I?

-Oh. -See ya.

No pressure.

It´s only your whole future depends on it.

Oh, shurrup, Ringo.

[ Voice breaking ] ♫ There ain´t nothing can harm you ♫

[ Light applause ]

PAULINE: Cill!

I´ve blown it, haven´t I? Everything.

♫ The birds in the sky would be sad and lonely ♫

♫ If they knew that I lost my one and only ♫

♫ They´d be sad ♫

♫ If you´re bad to me ♫

♫ The leaves on the trees would be softly sighin´ ♫

♫ If they heard from the breeze that you left me cryin´ ♫

♫ They´d be sad ♫

♫ Don´t be bad to me ♫

♫ But I know you won´t leave me ´cause you told me so ♫

Are you not having any?

I´m not hungry.

If this is about Kenny,

you can stop sitting there with a face like a smacked ass.

It was his choice to get himself hooked up with a bloody Papist.

Listen to yourself.

It´s the 1960s.

It was his choice to move out.

He wanted to stay.

They´ve got no money.

They don´t even have a proper roof where they are now.

It was his choice.

And is God happy with you?

Is he gonna buy you a pint and say, "Well done, Mr. Willis.

Good job there, forcing your own son out.

What a good Christian you are"?

[ Knock on door ]

Maybe that´s him now about to give you a medal.

It´s all right. I´ll get it.

♫ But I know you won´t leave me ´cause you told me so ♫

♫ And I´ve no intention... ♫

-[ Door opens ] -Hiya, Jean, love.

How are you, kids? Yeah. Come on. This way.

[ Indistinct conversations, footsteps approaching ]

-Jean? -Hi, Robert.

Shall I take it all straight up?

-MR. WILLIS: Yeah, yeah. -Come on, girls.

Up you go.

[ Girls speaking indistinctly ]

For Christ´s sake. He´s only just moved out.

It will save on their rent.

His bed´s still warm, Dad.

She can have my room and all now.

I mean, what happens

if I start going with a Catholic girl, eh, Da?

Nobody´s having your room.

No. Come on.

This will get you in even tighter

with the big fella up there, forcing out both your sons.

And where the bloody hell do you think you´ll go?

[ Door opens, closes ]

[ Children shouting in distance ]

[ Steam whistle blows ]

[ Door opens ]

All right there, la´?

Oh, Christ. What´s happened now?

Come on.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

[ Up-tempo music playing ]

♫ Baby, ´cause you´re movin´ way too fast ♫

♫ Baby, baby, come on ♫

♫ You got to give a little love, give a little lovin´ ♫

♫ Ooh! If you want our love to last ♫

[ Crowd cheering ]

♫ I used to walk you home, baby, after school... ♫

-Thank you. -Cheers.

All right, Bobby.

Cill.

How are you?

Um, great. Yeah.

Just, um, just on a night out with the lads.

Yeah. I saw you come in.

Very, uh, friendly with one of them lads, aren´t you?

Oh, that´s just, um, just one of Degsy´s mates.

You don´t have to get destroyed, Bobby.

You can go out with who you like.

I, uh, I take it she has both legs, though.

Is that so funny?

Anyway, I-I wouldn´t have thought

you´d have wanted to speak to me anymore after...

well, you know.

Well, I´m not the type to hold a grudge.

Yeah. Well, I fell flat on me face, didn´t I?

Brian Epstein´s a moron.

He wouldn´t know talent if it bit him on the arse.

What are The Beatles gonna be like now without Pete Best?

He´s the one all the girls fancy.

Dumbest move in the world getting rid of him for Ringo.

So, um, you gonna be singing tonight, then?

No.

No, no. I´m off it at the moment.

Got a new job now, haven´t I? Earn a bit of extra money.

That´s mad.

You´re a brilliant singer.

[ Crowd cheering ]

WOMAN: [ Clears throat ]

Come on. Not got all night.

I´d better get going.

Yeah. Uh, see you around.

♫ Slow down ♫

♫ Hey, baby, well, you´re movin´ way too fast ♫

[ Water running ]

♫ Mama said there´ll be days like this ♫

♫ There´ll be days like this, Mama said ♫

CILLA: What do you think?

[ Gasps ] It´s fab! [ Laughs ]

[ Laughs ]

Make us a brew, will you, Pinocchio?

Nnh.

Come on.

-I saw Bobby the other night. -Oh, yeah?

-He was with another girl. -Mm.

I didn´t think it would bother me so much, but I felt dreadful.

Look. He´s moved on, and you´ve got to as well.

Yeah.

New hair, new man.

[ Chuckles ]

[ Yawns, sighs ]

All right there, la´.

You shaved your tongue yet?

Hey. That blond bird called ´round looking for you.

-Carol? -That´s the one.

I told her you were still sparko and to call back later.

Ugh. Anyone fancy some breakfast?

You´re joking, aren´t you? We´ve had ours ages ago.

Oh. I might do a bit of washing.

If you got any shirts, Kenny, I´ll put them in with mine.

I´ve done Kenny´s shirts and yours.

They´re on the line drying.

Oh. Right. Ta.

Why don´t you come with me to watch the ´Pool?

Maybe I´ll sweep out the yard.

It could do with a bit of a tidy-up.

Bloody hell. It´s Saturday. Relax, will you?

I hate it when I´m not doing something.

Bloody get changed and take this blond one out, then,

before you drive us all crackers.

Later.

♫ You know I´m gonna find that child ♫

♫ You know, oh, oh, I will ♫

♫ ´Cause I´ve been searchin´ ♫

♫ Whoa, Lord, now, searchin´ ♫

♫ For goodness ♫

♫ Searchin´ every way-ay-ay, which way, oh, yeah ♫

♫ I´m like that Northwest Mountie ♫

♫ You know I´ll bring her in someday ♫

♫ Gonna find her ♫

Oh.

Is that it? "Oh"?

Well, you could have warned me.

I wasn´t sure if I was coming ´round till five minutes ago.

You´ve dyed your hair.

What do you think?

Well, you can´t miss it, can you?

Hey, don´t stand around too long in that dress

or someone will post a letter in your gob.

-Shurrup. -[ Laughs ]

So, what do you want?

I, um...

I just wondered if you fancied going for a drive.

CILLA: ♫ So, baby, why do you run from my arms ♫

♫ When you´re close to me? ♫

-♫ Could it be -- ♫ -No. No.

-No. No. -Aah!

[ Both laugh ]

♫ Could it be ♫

♫ Could it be ♫

♫ Could it be you´re shy of love? ♫

Yeah, that´s it. Yeah. [ Laughs ]

What do you think?

-And you made that up yourself? -Yeah.

I think it´s absolute shite.

You want a fluke´s gob?

[ Chuckles ]

Me mam brought us here once.

All I can remember is that the sea buggered off

about five minutes after we got here

and it never come back.

We sat there staring at the mud all day.

[ Birds crying ]

What happened to her -- your mam?

She had scarlet fever when she was younger.

It weakened her heart.

Then she had me late in life

and was never right again, you know, after I was born.

I was 11 when I lost her.

I sort of took over from her, you know,

with the cooking and cleaning ´round the house.

I didn´t mind one bit.

Why did you come over today, Bobby?

You´ve hired a car. You´ve brought me out here.

Why didn´t you take that other girl out for a ride?

I wanted to try and persuade you

to start doing the singing again.

Mm.

No. I don´t know. [ Sighs ]

Let´s go back to how it was before, Cill.

Why not?

You know -- You do the gig, and I drive you around.

You´d do that for me, even after --

Yeah. Yeah. I liked it, looking after you and all that.

And it´s a crying shame if you´re not singing no more,

especially because of Brian bloody Epstein.

-[ Chuckles ] -You´re so good.

Are you sure that´s the only reason you come over?

What?

Not because you fancy me and you can´t stop thinking about me?

[ Laughs ]

Don´t kid yourself, girl.

This is purely business.

♫ Could it be you´re shy of love? ♫

-[ Chuckles ] -Ugh!

Aah!

Not on me shirt! Get off!

[ Screams, laughs ]

Come back!

[ Laughing ]

♫ Mashed potato, yeah ♫

♫ All right ♫

♫ All right ♫

♫ Whoa, baby ♫

♫ Hey, baby, make you feel all right ♫

♫ Yeah, yeah ♫

♫ Say, baby ♫

♫ Come on, baby ♫

[ Cheers and applause ]

I can´t do this.

What are you talking about?

What if I mess up again?

You won´t. Come on.

I had to plead with Kingsize to have you back.

Don´t start getting cold feet on me now.

Now we´re gonna be joined by one of our favorite girl singers.

No. Come on with me.

-What? -Please.

...together for Swingin´ Cilla!

[ Cheers and applause ]

All right. Come on.

Uh, this one´s called "Some Other Girl."

[ Up-tempo introduction plays ]

♫ Some other girl now ♫

♫ Has taken my love away from me ♫

♫ Oh, now ♫

♫ Some other girl now ♫

♫ Has taken away my sweet desire ♫

♫ Oh, now ♫

♫ Some other girl now ♫

♫ Has just thrown water on my hand ♫

♫ Oh, now ♫

♫ I´m the lonely one ♫

♫ As lonely as I can feel, all right ♫

♫ Some other girl is tippin´ up behind me... ♫

It´s Swingin´ Cilla!

♫ Some other girl now ♫

♫ Has taken my life just like I´m gone ♫

♫ Oh, now ♫

♫ Some other girl now ♫

♫ Has taken my love away from me ♫

♫ Oh, now ♫

♫ I´m the lonely one ♫

♫ As lonely as I can feel, all right ♫

♫ Oh, oh, oh, oh ♫

♫ Some other girl ♫

♫ Is making me very, very mad ♫

♫ Oh, now ♫

♫ Some other girl now ♫

♫ Is breaking my padlock off my pad ♫

♫ Oh, now ♫

♫ Some other girl now ♫

♫ Has taken my love away from me ♫

♫ Oh, now ♫

♫ I´m the lonely one ♫

ADRIAN: Okay. Okay, boys and girls.

She´s a local girl, and she´s got a cracking voice.

So please put your hands together

for the one, the only --

It´s Swingin´ Cilla!

[ Cheers and applause ]

♫ Oh, now ♫

♫ Some other girl now ♫

♫ Is breaking my padlock off my pad ♫

♫ Oh, now ♫

♫ Some other girl now ♫

♫ Has taken my love away from me ♫

♫ Oh, now ♫

♫ I´m the lonely one ♫

♫ As lonely as I can feel, all right ♫

♫ Whoa, oh, oh, oh ♫

♫ Some other girl ♫

♫ Is making me very, very mad ♫

♫ Oh, now ♫

♫ Some other girl now ♫

♫ Is breaking my padlock off my pad ♫

♫ Oh, now ♫

♫ Some other girl now ♫

♫ It was the first guy I´d ever had ♫

♫ Oh, now ♫

♫ I´m the lonely one ♫

♫ As lonely as I can feel, all right ♫

-[ Laughing ] -Oh!

You wait here. I´ll go get the van.

There´ll be a queue waiting to buy biscuits off you.

-You can walk home if you like. -[ Laughs ]

MAN: Why, oh, why didn´t you sing like that the last time?

That was absolutely wonderful.

Oh.

Thank you.

Why don´t you come and see me at my office tomorrow?

Here´s my card.

[ Vehicle approaching ]

Uh...

Good night.

[ Horn honks ]

Everything all right?

Yeah. Fine.

Good.

[ Typewriters clicking, bells chiming ]

[ Mid-tempo introduction plays ]

♫ Some other guy now ♫

♫ Has taken our love away from me ♫

♫ Oh, now ♫

♫ Some other guy now ♫

♫ Has taken away... ♫

Ah, my dear girl.

Do come in.

There´s two things I want to say before we go any further.

First of all, I´ve already got a manager,

and he doesn´t even know I´m here.

And secondly,

from certain angles, I´ve got a funny-looking nose.

I broke it when I was a little girl.

I just...thought I should let you know that.

Okay.

Well, you´d better sit down, then.

I´d like to manage your daughter, Mr. White.

I think she has exactly what I´m looking for.

And what exactly are you looking for, Mr. Epstein?

Raw talent.

She´s a diamond in the rough.

Excuse me.

My daughter was considered suitable for office work.

Forgive me. I didn´t mean that to sound rude.

But your daughter is like a breath of fresh air, Mrs. White,

and I don´t want her to change.

I believe that young people will relate very strongly to her,

just as they have to another local act

I´ve recently signed -- uh, a group called The Beatles?

Who?

[ Children shouting in distance ]

[ Engine idling ]

Well, what do you say?

Do we have an agreement?

You see that piano over there?

I bought that off an old fella from his shop in Malton Road,

and I´ve not had too many complaints.

Now, I´m gambling you´re gonna be just as dependable.

You can trust me, Mr. White.

Like my father, I am a man of my word.

The thing is, I spotted a glaring error in this contract.

It says here she´s to be called Cilla Black.

-Ah. Yes. -It needs amending.

Her name´s White.

-I can´t sign that. -Dad.

I really must insist on Cilla Black as her stage name.

It´s a much more dramatic name for a singer.

Well, it´s an unnecessary complication.

Her name´s White.

I mean, what are my pals down the docks gonna say, eh?

-Dad, what does it matter? -It matters to me.

But I´m gonna have the chance to make a record.

Do you know what song it might be, Brian?

Well, that will all depend on whether you pass the audition.

But if you do, the song will be "Love of the Loved."

Wasn´t that girl Beryl Marsden gonna record that?

There was some talk of it, yes.

But in the end, I didn´t sign Beryl.

I decided to try and sign you.

Dad, sign it, please.

Please.

Dad.

I don´t know.

Why the can´t a person be called by their God-given name, eh?

Oh! [ Smooches ]

Get off, Cilla bloody Black.

[ Indistinct conversations, laughter ]

[ Vehicles passing, footsteps approaching ]

Hiya.

What was Epstein doing here?

Well, I´ve just signed with him to be me manager.

What?

He was in the audience the other night,

and when you were getting the van,

he came up to me and said he liked what I was doing,

and he asked to go see him in his office.

You went without telling me?

Well, I wasn´t sure if I was gonna go through with it.

I didn´t want to get me hopes up again.

But you went, and now you´ve signed with him?

It had to be my decision. I couldn´t hide behind you.

But he thinks I might have what it takes,

and he´s gonna take me to London for an audition.

Well, that´s up to you.

But far as I´m concerned, he´s a moron.

You know he buys young fellas mohair suits?

-What? -[ Sighs ] Doesn´t matter.

You´ve made your own choice.

You know, I admire you, actually.

I´ve always thought in business

you´ve got to be prepared to walk away.

-Now I´m out on me ear again. -Wait.

No. I should have listened to me head instead of me heart.

Wait a minute, please, Bobby.

He is gonna be me manager, yes,

because he´s experienced and knows what he´s doing.

Yeah. And I´m just a scally. I get it.

Will you shurrup?

I told him if he was gonna be me manager

that I still wanted you to be involved.

He asked me what you did,

and I told him that you drove me ´round and looked after me,

and he said he wants you to be me road manager.

Road manager?

I said we come as a pair.

And he said we can carry on just the way we are.

When I go to London, he wants you to come along

and be me chaperone.

-[ Chuckles ] -Really?

Really.

London?

Yeah.

For two whole weeks.

[ Chuckles ]

Now, come on. Give us a cuddle and stop sulking.

[ Laughs ]

Oh, yeah. And me dad wants a word with you.

Your dad?

This fella Epstein, he wants our Cilla to go down to London

for two weeks, see about making a record.

I said, "Can´t she can´t get the early train down

and the last one back?"

He says apparently these things take time to set up.

I´m sure they do.

Said the hotel is in a place called Bloomsbury.

So I said, "Is that anywhere near Soho?"

He said no.

´Cause there´s been a lot in the papers just lately

about the white slave traffic operating out of Soho.

So I want you to keep a very careful eye on our Cilla.

Make sure nobody makes a sudden grab for her

off the street, all right?

I´ll watch her like an hawk, Mr. White.

Don´t worry about that.

It´s that red hair.

It´s highly prized by the Arabs, you know.

I know about these things.

I´ve been in the merchant navy.

Now, don´t forget when you´re down there, it´s separate rooms.

And don´t you think I won´t be ringing the hotel up

to make sure there´s been no hanky-panky, ´cause I will.

No, Mr. White.

There´s just one more thing. Your religion.

What about it?

You´re gonna have to change it.

[ Up-tempo music plays ]

[ Laughs ]

My dear girl, welcome to London.

Hi.

-Where´s Bobby? -He´s just coming.

Oh, leave those for the porter. You don´t carry them yourself.

Oh. Right.

There´s nothing worth nicking in them, la´.

I must say that´s a very nice suit, Bobby.

Thanks.

Is it true you buy young fellas mohair suits, Brian?

What?

Who told you that?

I think that´s a bit of a rumor, that, Cill.

Someone having a laugh with you.

Why do you ask?

Well, it´s just if everything goes well down here,

will you be buying me and him new clothes?

I expect so, yes.

Now, make sure you get plenty of rest.

We have a very important meeting tomorrow morning

with a producer.

He´s been working with The Beatles on their records.

Where are you going?

I have a flat. I stay there when I´m in London.

I might go and see an old girlfriend tonight,

but I´ll be back in the morning.

Enjoy your stay.

Thank you. [ Chuckles ]

What did you say that about the suits for?

Well, it was you that told me. I was only wondering.

What´s the problem?

Don´t mention it again, all right?

Yeah.

[ Down-tempo jazz playing ]

Why do you get so jumpy every time you come down to London?

Relax.

In spite of appearances, it´s perfectly safe.

Just in case the police do turn up, there´s strict rules --

no copulating on the premises.

Ain´t you gonna introduce us?

Yes. Of course.

Teddy, this is Brian.

Brian, Teddy is one of our regulars.

How do you do, mate?

Pleased to meet you.

Make you laugh, don´t they, queers?

Spend all their life keeping it bottled up,

and when they come in here,

it´s like popping the champagne cork.

It all gets fizzed up and goes everywhere.

Yes. Thank you, Teddy.

Can I get you a drink?

Uh, whiskey and soda, please.

Coming right up.

Word of advice -- Choose anyone other than him.

Why?

He´s a little too fond of the hard-luck story.

Abandoned as a child, brought up on the streets --

usual sort of guff.

Anything for a bigger tip.

And he´s an aggressive little bugger.

I´ve just had a shower.

BOBBY: A shower? You just had a bath.

I know, but I´ve never had a shower.

What are you doing?

I´ve had room service.

They just brought me up a big steak on a tray.

-You have? -Have you had anything to eat?

No. I´m too nervous.

Think I´m just gonna try and get to sleep.

Why don´t I come ´round and read you a bedtime story?

[ Chuckles ] In your dreams.

Seriously, Cill.

Can I just come ´round to your room for 10 minutes?

I´m really missing you, lying here all alone.

Good night, Bobby.

[ Laughs ]

Have you got any pills, Brian?

Uh, there´s some uppers.

Well, dish them out, then.

No. No, no. Not here.

Well, take me home, then.

Right. He should be ready for us now.

I´ll just, um, wait here, then.

Good luck.

So come on. What did you do to yourself?

Oh. Stupid. I walked into the kitchen door.

Uh, yes. Wait here, Bobby.

Didn´t you see your girlfriend last night, then?

I didn´t in the end.

Just had a quiet evening at home.

George, this is Cilla Black.

Cilla, this is George Martin.

A great pleasure to meet you.

She been knocking you about, Brian?

He said he had a quiet night.

I´d hate to see him after a hectic one.

George, Cilla is the first female artiste I´ve signed

and probably the last person from Liverpool

I´ll be taking on.

I´m delighted to be presenting her to you today.

So you´re a, uh, rock-´n´-roll sort of girl, are you?

At heart, yeah, I suppose I am.

And have you sung professionally?

With bands, yeah. They pay me.

But I´m not much of a saver, though, George.

I spend it all on clothes.

And what did you want to sing for your audition?

It´s a Lennon and McCartney composition --

-"Love of the Loved." -Ah, yes. Yes.

The boys have played that for me in the past.

They said they´ve always thought it´d be best sung by a girl.

Well, now is your chance.

[ Indistinct conversations, instruments tuning ]

Right. So in your own time.

Get yourself ready and we´ll get a level from you.

Okay.

Good luck.

[ Drums beating ]

GEORGE: Are you all right in there, Cilla?

We´ll get going shortly.

No. I -- Yeah. Um, can -- can I...

Sorry. I can´t hear you. Can you move closer to the mike?

[ Sighs ]

No. Sorry.

[ Breathing heavily ]

BRIAN: What´s the matter?

Can I get Bobby in here, please?

GEORGE: Shall we go for a take?

Okay.

-[ Switch clicks ] -Here we go.

-[ Switch clicks ] -And we´re rolling.

[ Drumsticks tapping ]

[ Up-tempo introduction plays ]

♫ Each time I look into your eyes ♫

♫ I see that there, a heaven lies ♫

♫ And as I look, I see the love of the loved ♫

♫ Some day they´ll see that from the start ♫

♫ My place has been deep in your heart ♫

♫ And in your heart, I see the love of the loved ♫

GEORGE: Hold it there just for a second, please.

[ Music stops ]

[ Clears throat ]

[ Footsteps departing ]

Just a little technical problem, our end.

Oh.

Oh, but, uh...

could you say the second line again for me, please?

Um, "I see that there a heaven lies"?

Yes.

The word "there" sounds much too Liverpudlian.

You´re pronouncing it "thurr."

Oh.

Okay. Well, I´ll try again.

Would you?

Thanks.

[ Drumsticks tapping ]

[ Up-tempo introduction plays ]

♫ So let it rain ♫

♫ What do I care? ♫

♫ Deep in your heart, I´ll still be there ♫

♫ And when I´m there, I see the love of the loved ♫

GEORGE: Hold it there, please.

-I said "there," not "thurr." -Yes, I know.

But now we´re getting "cur" instead of "care."

CILLA: [ Sighs ]

Okay. I´ll try again.

I never realized how common I sounded.

It´s not common. It´s just where you come from.

And I thought it´d be like a rock-´n´-roll band backing me,

not a bunch of old fellas.

He didn´t like me, George. I could tell.

I´ve blown it, haven´t I?

-You don´t know that, Cill. -I hate this.

It´s bringing back all them horrible feelings

from me last audition.

Well? What did he say?

He really likes you,

and he wants to release "Loved of the Loved"

on Parlophone records.

[ Laughing ]

[ Sighs ]

I´m tremendously proud of you.

Well done, girl.

Oh, Bobby! [ Laughs ]

I can´t believe it.

♫ I see the love of the loved ♫

♫ I see the love of the loved ♫

♫ I see the love of the loved ♫

[ Music ends ]

Sounds great.

They can play a bit, them old blokes, can´t they?

So we´re agreed on the 27th as a release date?

Uh, Brian, just one thing.

Um...the record´s gonna have a B side, yeah?

They normally do, yes.

Only I´ve written this song. And --

Oh. No. We´ve already got a couple of ideas --

It´s called "Shy of Love."

It´s brilliant, George, honestly.

Well, let´s hear it, then.

Go on there, Cill. L-Like we´ve practiced.

No. Hold on.

I, uh, I think it goes like this.

♫ You say you love me and you´ll always be true to me ♫

Uh, no. No. Not like that. [ Chuckles ]

Well, I can´t remember, springing it on me like this.

I´ll do it. [ Clears throat ]

-Yeah. -Um...

Uh...

♫ You say you love me and you´ll always be true to me ♫

♫ You say that you will be mine eternally ♫

♫ So, baby, why do you run from my arms ♫

♫ When you´re close to me? ♫

♫ Could it be you´re shy of love? ♫

You wrote that yourself?

Yeah.

I rather like it.

You have a really good voice.

Not as good as mine. [ Laughs ]

So does that mean it can be on the B side, then?

Well, if George is happy.

I think I am, yes.

[ Piano playing mid-tempo waltz ]

♫ Chime bells are ringing ♫

♫ Yodel-ay-ee-oh-oh-ee ♫

♫ My heart is singing ♫

♫ Yodel-ay-ee-oh-oh-ee ♫

♫ Safe is my lover ♫

♫ Yodel-ay-ee-oh-oh-ee ♫

♫ For now the chime bells ring ♫

♫ Ho-da-lee-dee-ho-lo-dee ♫

♫ Ho-da-lee-dee-ho-lo-dee ♫

♫ Ho-da-lay-hee-oh-oh-ee ♫

♫ Ho-da-lay-hee-oh-oh-ee ♫

♫ Ho-da-lee-dee-ho-lo-dee ♫

♫ Ho-da-lee-dee-ho-lo-dee ♫

♫ Ho-da-lay-hee-oh-oh-ee ♫

♫ Oh-oh-dee ♫

♫ Yeah ♫

-Go on, Mam. -Stop it!

I could have had a singing career meself, couldn´t I, John?

If you say so.

[ Laughter ]

How does it feel, then, to have a daughter in the hit parade?

Oh, don´t jinx it, Vera.

I don´t know if I am yet. Find out tonight.

VERA: Actually, it´s your dad I feel sorry for.

He doesn´t know whether he´s coming or going.

Do you, John?

The Frustrated Minstrel.

That´s what they call him down the docks.

Why is that?

´Cause he doesn´t know whether he´s Black or White.

[ Laughter ]

BIG CILLA: That´s a good one.

JOHN: Yeah.

Do you think you could put a word in for us with Pat?

Do it yourself. What´s the matter with you?

Oh.

Fetch you there. I want a word.

That is a nice suit, Degsy.

Yeah. He hasn´t taken it off for three months.

Oh.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Um, Pat...

No.

I´ve had a word with her mother,

and I´ve broke it to her that you´re not a Catholic.

Look, Mr. White.

I´ve had it up to here with religion.

Proddy, Catholic -- What does it matter?

I care a lot about your daughter.

And I´m gonna look after her, and I´m gonna respect her,

and that´s the best I can do.

I was just gonna say she´s accepted the situation.

Oh. Right.

Well, she can see that our Cill´s taken a shine to you,

and -- and Brian said you did a great job taking care of her

down in London.

Now, I´d be grateful if you didn´t mention your persuasion

to any of her aunties.

No. Of course not.

And there´s just one more thing.

Sure. A-Anything you want, Mr. White.

Tell the wife you support Everton and not Liverpool.

There´s a good lad.

Come on, Bobby! We don´t want to be late.

Wish me luck, Dad.

Good luck, love.

See ya, Bob.

Knock ´em dead, eh?

-WOMAN: Go on, love! -WOMAN: Good luck, Cill!

[ Both laughing ]

Brian´s offered to buy

the publishing rights to "Shy of Love" off me for 150 quid.

-Hundred and fifty quid? -Yeah, but I turned him down.

Why? You could buy a new car with that.

I thought to meself, if he´s willing to pay that much for it,

it must be worth a lot more.

Got your head screwed on right, you, haven´t you?

Well, good job, ´cause yours is hanging off loose.

[ Both laugh ] [ Telephone ringing ]

Oh, God. Quick! That´s him!

Come on! [ Laughs ]

I´ll get it!

Brian?

Yeah. It´s Cilla.

Go on. How did it do?

[ Breathing heavily ]

Right.

Okay. Thanks. Bye.

Number 35.

Well, at least it´s top 40.

It´s a flop.

They hoped it would be top 10 at least.

I mean, The Beatles and Gerry and Billy J.,

they all had hits.

Mine´s a flop.

Come here.

Come here, Cill.

Disappointing, yes, but not a total disaster.

Not yet.

The next record, however, is going to be absolutely crucial.

I´m not classy enough, am I?

Who wants to see a girl with a funny-looking nose

from Scottie Road?

Now, please don´t lose faith in yourself, because I haven´t.

Now, I heard this

when I was over in New York on business last week.

"Anyone Who Had a Heart" -- Dionne Warwick.

I bought this out your shop a couple of weeks ago.

That´s an American import.

I think you should record a version for the British charts

as your next single.

I´m sorry, Brian, but that´s a ballad.

Ballads aren´t what she needs. She wants rock ´n´ roll.

That´s why kids like her --

´cause she´s into the same music as they are.

I disagree.

But her voice isn´t right for ballads.

I´m telling you now -- She´s a rock ´n´ roller.

Maybe the last one was a bit too soft, Brian.

Maybe that´s why it didn´t do so well.

Cilla, I want you to trust me.

Now, I´ve spoken to George,

and he´s agreed that you should record it.

Now, I have to tell you,

I had a terrific struggle to persuade him.

He wanted it for Shirley Bassey.

But I told him, "No. I´m sure this is right for my Cilla."

I´m the type of person who´s gonna be buying her records,

and I wouldn´t want some cover version

of Dionne bloody Warwick.

My dear Bobby, have you ever considered,

hard as it may seem, that you might be wrong?

Well, have you?

You said yourself everything´s riding on this.

Bobby, just stop it.

I don´t know what to think anymore.

I´ll tell you what to think --

that I´m your manager and you´ll do as I say.

Okay.

Good.

Well, that´s settled, then.

[ Indistinct conversations, instruments tuning ]

[ Exhales deeply ]

I´m going for a smoke.

Oh, dear. You´ll miss it.

[ Door closes ]

I hope you´re right.

This is a very big song.

It´s the sort of thing only a diva should co-own.

And I was thinking to myself as I came in this morning

how very young and tiny she looked.

Appearances can be deceiving, George.

I hope you´re right.

Here we go.

And in one...two...

three...four.

[ Down-tempo introduction plays ]

-In -- S-Sorry. Sorry, sorry. -[ Music stops ]

Sorry. I wasn´t ready. Can -- Can I try it again?

Of course.

[ Switch clicks ]

And in one...two...

three...four.

[ Down-tempo introduction plays ]

[ Exhales deeply ]

All right, there, girl.

How´d it go?

Okay, I think.

George seemed pleased with it, and Brian too.

Want to go out for something to eat?

No. I´m exhausted. Let´s just go back to the hotel.

[ Engine shuts off ]

[ Children shouting in distance ]

[ Vehicles passing ]

JEAN: We need another room. The kids need more space!

MR. WILLIS: I´ve told you before --

You´re not having it.

That´s Robert´s room for when he comes back.

JEAN: Why can´t he share it with the little one?

MR. WILLIS: He´s not sharing it with anybody!

-It´s his room, and that´s that! -You stubborn old goat!

Hello.

Here he is now. Why don´t you ask him yourself?

I´ll tell you something.

You can get your own tea tonight!

She can be a...

difficult girl.

Sometimes you just have to put your foot down with her.

Dad, she can have my room if she wants it so badly.

Nonsense.

You can´t sleep on the sofa at Kenny´s the rest of your life.

Anyway, where have you been?

I heard you haven´t been up the baker´s for a couple of weeks.

I´ve been in London.

I´ve got a new job now -- road manager.

I´m worried about you, Robert.

Why don´t you come home and we put it all behind us, eh, son?

I´d love to. I-I really would.

But, uh, s-see, I´ve met this girl.

You´ve not got her in trouble, have you?

No, I haven´t.

You know when I said what if I met one of them?

Well, I have.

She´s a Scottie Road Catholic, Dad.

And I love her.

You still want me back?

No.

I thought so.

Well, I´ve just come to get the rest of me clothes.

I´ll see meself out.

[ Children shouting, laughing ]

PAT: Look! Look!

I got one! There´s loads of copies there.

Oh, I love that green jacket you´re wearing.

Does me nose look all right?

Fine. Why did they make you lean over a fountain?

I don´t know. Did anyone buy a copy while you were in there?

Not that I saw, no.

Come on. Let´s go and get a coffee.

I´ve got to get back to the office.

Some of us got to work for a living.

Yeah. Well, I might be joining you before too much longer.

[ Horn blares in distance ]

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Can´t you be a bit more enthusiastic?

You know how I feel.

You sung it great, but it´s the wrong song.

And that´s down to Brian.

You can go back to the bakery if you have to, can´t you?

Don´t worry about me.

I can always make a few quid somehow.

[ Telephone ringing ]

You want me to answer it?

No.

I will.

Hello? Brian?

Yeah. I´m here with Bobby.

Well, go on, then. Tell me.

Uh, yeah. No. I got that.

Thanks, Brian.

It´s number one.

What?

It´s gone to number one.

[ Down-tempo introduction plays ]

♫ Anyone who ever loved could look at me ♫

♫ And know that I love you ♫

♫ Anyone who ever dreamed could look at me ♫

♫ And know I dream of you ♫

♫ Knowing I love you so ♫

♫ Anyone who had a heart ♫

♫ Would take me in his arms and love me too ♫

♫ You couldn´t really have a heart ♫

♫ That hurt me like you hurt me and be so untrue ♫

♫ What am I to do? ♫

♫ Every time you go away ♫

♫ I always say, "This time it´s goodbye, dear" ♫

♫ Loving you the way I do ♫

♫ I take you back ♫

♫ Without you, I´d die, dear ♫

♫ Knowing I love you so ♫

♫ Anyone who had a heart ♫

♫ Would take me in his arms and love me too ♫

♫ You couldn´t really have a heart ♫

♫ That hurt me like you hurt me and be so untrue ♫

♫ Yeah, yeah ♫

♫ Anyone who had a heart would love me too ♫

♫ Yeah, yeah ♫

♫ Anyone who had a heart would simply take me in his arms ♫

♫ And always love me ♫

♫ Why won´t you? ♫

-♫ Yeah ♫ -♫ Yeah, yeah ♫

♫ Anyone who had a heart would love me too ♫

♫ Yeah, yeah ♫

♫ Anyone who had a heart would simply take me in his arms ♫

♫ And always love me ♫

♫ Why won´t you? ♫

♫ Yeah, yeah ♫

♫ Anyone who had a heart would love me too ♫

♫ Yeah, yeah ♫

♫ Anyone who had a heart would simply take me in his arms ♫

♫ And always love me ♫

♫ Why won´t you? ♫

[ Orchestra playing "Anyone Who Had a Heart" ]