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

He said he wants you to be me road manager.

I said we come as a pair.

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

You have a really good voice.

She´s a Scottie Road Catholic, Dad.

And I love her.

So come on. What did you do to yourself?

Oh. Stupid. I walked into the kitchen door.

Word of advice -- Choose anyone other than him.

♫ Yeah, yeah ♫

♫ Anyone who had a heart would love me too ♫

It´s gone to number one.

[ Down-tempo introduction plays ]

♫ You´re my world ♫

♫ You´re every breath I take ♫

♫ You´re my world ♫

♫ You´re every move I make ♫

♫ Other eyes see the stars up in the sky ♫

♫ But for me, they shine within your eyes ♫

♫ As the trees reach for the sun above ♫

♫ So my arms reach out to you for love ♫

♫ With your hand resting in mine ♫

♫ I feel a power so divine ♫

♫ You´re my world ♫

♫ You are my night and day ♫

♫ You´re my world ♫

♫ You´re every prayer I pray ♫

♫ If our love ceases to be ♫

♫ Then it´s the end of my world for me ♫

My dear girl, that was incredible.

GEORGE: But I think we can get it even better.

I think we need a male voice in the mix on those harmonies.

Bobby, would you mind helping us out here?

CILLA: Bobby?

Well, he can sing, can´t he?

Yes. I think that´s a marvelous idea.

Don´t you, Bobby?

Well, um...

I don´t mind giving it a go if it´ll help out, like.

CILLA: ♫ You´re my world ♫

♫ You are my night and day ♫

♫ You´re my world ♫

♫ You´re every prayer I pray ♫

[ Laughter, up-tempo music playing ]

Ladies and gentlemen,

I have just received confirmation from my office

and I´m delighted to be able to tell you

that her new single, "You´re My World,"

has just given my Cilla,

my wonderful artist, Miss Cilla Black,

her second consecutive number one.

[ Cheers and applause ]

-See? I told you it was easy. -[ Laughter ]

JOHN: She obviously weren´t trying hard enough

on "Love of the bloody Loved."

-Oh, stop it. -[ Laughter ]

That´s the last failure we ever give you.

Brian says I´ve got to go on telly tomorrow.

-I´m so nervous. -Just be yourself, Cill.

Or failing that, show them your knickers.

Enjoying being rich, then, girl?

Oh, you´re joking, aren´t you? I haven´t seen any of it yet.

Bobby´s better off than me.

He´s bought himself a new car

out of his money from writing songs.

Oh, I didn´t know you were a writer.

I don´t think you and Paul have got anything

to be worried about.

So, are you two together now?

-We´re sort of seeing -- -He´s me road manager.

So is he your boyfriend or your road manager, then?

Sort of both.

JOHN: Don´t sort of go telling anyone

or Brian will have your guts for garters.

Won´t you, Brian?

It´s the love that mustn´t speak its name.

It´s forbidden love, isn´t it, Brian?

-I happen to believe... -[ Laughter ]

...that to the general public, you must remain attainable.

They´ll be more inclined to buy your records

if they think you can still be theirs.

I´ve got a wife and a little baby boy I can´t ever mention.

But we´ve all got our dirty little secrets,

haven´t we, Brian?

[ Laughter ]

TEDDY: Brian!

Brian?!

Bri-i-i-i-an!

Come on, Brian!

Come on! Let me in, you fairy!

Just let me in!

[ Hinges creak ]

Hello, sir.

You took your bloody time.

[ "You´re My World" playing ]

♫ Ceases to be ♫

♫ Then it´s the end of my world for me ♫

No sign of Brian tonight. Again.

[ Indistinct shouting ]

-Miss Black? -WOMAN: Hi, Cilla!

Fab 208 magazine.

Can I get a few words on how it feels

to have two consecutive number ones?

Oh, it feels great.

It´s like me Christmas and birthday come together.

It´s a very special time for me.

Do you have anyone special to enjoy it with?

Oh, no. There´s nobody in my life.

I´m carefree and single.

MAN: One for the front page, please.

This way, Miss Black.

[ Keys jingling ]

Aren´t you going to stay for some breakfast, sir?

How can I blame him... when I disgust myself?

CILLA: [ Laughs ]

BRIAN: Nearly there.

Just this way, my dear girl.

The Black Bird has landed.

Welcome to the London Palladium.

CILLA: Look at all them seats.

[ Laughs ]

Let me take you to your dressing room, Miss Black.

I insisted you had your own.

It´s like I´m dreaming. [ Chuckles ]

Thank you.

BOBBY: Uh, Brian?

All right there, Brian?

Haven´t seen you around for a while.

Bet you´re run off your feet with The Beatles, aren´t you?

That´s gone wild for you.

Must be a lot of demands on your time.

Not so much that I can´t cope with my other acts.

I do like you, Bobby. I hope you know that.

You´re a bright boy. You´ll go far.

♫ If our love ceases to be ♫

♫ Then it´s the end of my world ♫

♫ End of my world ♫

♫ End of my world ♫

♫ For me ♫

[ Music ends ]

Do you know...

I´m that proud I could burst?

I could have sung professionally, Kenny.

Did you know that?

It´s not about you, is it, Cill?

MAN: And now, ladies and gentlemen, Danny La Rue!

[ Down-tempo introduction plays ]

♫ On Mother Kelly´s doorstep ♫

♫ I´m wondering now ♫

♫ If little girl Nelly ♫

♫ Remembers Joe, her beau ♫

♫ And does she love me like she used to? ♫

Don´t tell the girls.

You see that woman up there?

It´s a man, that is.

That right, John?

I´ve been away to sea. I know about these things.

♫ She used to ♫

♫ On Mother Kelly´s doorstep ♫

BIG CILLA: I couldn´t believe my eyes.

Did you see everybody standing up?

-Oh. Did you enjoy it, Mam? -Everyone was fabulous.

Bobby, look. Look what Brian got me for getting two number ones.

-Isn´t it beautiful? -Yeah, that´s lovely. Yeah.

You´re a lucky girl. Brian´s so generous with you.

-Hey. -CILLA: I know.

It´s all so glamorous. He spoils me.

Yeah.

So bloody generous he´s only paying her 350 quid a week.

Three-hundred fifty? Bloody hell, la´. That´d do me.

Not when you consider she´s doing 13 shows for that.

It works out at 26 pounds and 10 shillings a show.

Have you seen all the fans that she´s pulling in?

What does Cilla say?

Well, that´s the problem.

She won´t have a bad word said against Brian.

Says that she owes everything to him.

A lot of aggravation goes with this job, I can tell you.

Beats working in a bakery.

[ Both laugh ]

How´s Dad?

Still arguing with Jean.

You believe they´re still squabbling

over your old bloody room?

I said that I don´t want it no more.

Yeah. Well, it´s posh hotels all the way for you now, isn´t it?

I´d love to get Rose in there for one night.

They say it makes you double amorous.

That right, la´?

I wouldn´t know.

We haven´t spent one night together

the whole time we´ve been down here.

I´m thinking about becoming a monk.

[ Both laugh ]

It´s in the contract.

The terms were offered. You were happy, and you signed.

But you can see now that it´s her they´re coming to see.

-She´s the big draw. -I´m not contesting that.

I´ve always been told that you´ve got to be prepared

to walk away if you´re not happy.

That´s correct.

Except in this case, were you to do so,

the theater would sue for loss of income.

Ah. Dick.

Morning, Brian.

This is Dick James.

Dick is a music publisher -- a very successful one.

Pleased to meet you.

I asked Dick to stop by this morning

because we have something we´d like to put to you.

Sure. I´ll go get Cilla.

Oh, no. It´s just you we want to speak to.

We think you´re special, Bobby.

You write songs. You´ve got a good singing voice.

And -- And we like the idea of a blond.

Well, there aren´t many blonds out there.

It gives you something unique.

We´d like to sign you to a recording contract.

We want to make you a star.

"Bobby Willis, the Blond from Bootle."

But I´m not from Bootle. I´m from --

He´s not being literal.

What do you think?

[ Knock on door ]

What´s up?

I need to talk to you about something.

Bobby, how many times?

I need to talk to you about something important.

Nothing funny.

I wanted to tell you earlier,

but I thought I´d wait until after the show.

I went to see Brian today and, uh, this other fella.

What about?

Dick James.

What about?

Me.

What about you?

They´ve, um...

They´ve offered me a recording contract, haven´t they?

They want me to write me songs and sing them meself.

Brian wants to manage me.

"The Blond from Bootle," they reckon they´re gonna call me.

Now, I said I´m not from Bootle,

but they said that it didn´t have to be litter-something.

-No. -Literal.

No what?

You´re not doing it.

I-I said you might have something to say.

Well, I do, and you´re not doing it.

I have to fight to get any attention from Brian already.

I´m well aware that I´m in a queue behind The Beatles

and Gerry and the Pacemakers

and Billy J. bloody Kramer and whoever.

I am not about to start fighting it out with you as well.

I just thought you might be pleased for me

because it´s me big opportunity, like.

Well, I´m sorry, but I´m not.

I do the singing, and you look after me.

That´s what we agreed.

That´s what you told me you liked doing.

If you want to be with me, Bobby,

that´s the only way it can work.

Well, if that´s the way you feel...

...I´ll tell them I´m not interested.

[ Door opens, closes ]

I like it.

What do you think, Bobby?

Nothing to do with me, Brian. She makes her own decisions.

I like it.

Come on, then. Tell us how me record did.

I´m bursting.

Can´t find it.

Number seven?

Is that all?

Well, seven is not to be sniffed at.

And perhaps three number ones on the trot

would have been a little greedy, don´t you think?

No, I don´t.

I want them all to go to number one.

BOBBY: Don´t know why you´d mess with a winning formula, Brian.

The other two were big ballads.

"It´s For You" is all poppy.

-Why change? -Bobby, please.

I think we all know where we´d be

if we´d taken your advice last time around.

-I´m only giving my opinion. -I want you to look at this.

I wonder if the time has come to see what America thinks of you.

"Alfie"?

It´s a Burt Bacharach-Hal David composition.

You can´t call a song "Alfie."

It´s like something you´d call your dog.

It´s the title track to a new movie starring Michael Caine.

I think it would be an excellent record

to introduce you to America with.

You can´t call a song "Alfie."

At least have a think about it. Please.

All right. I´ll have a think about it.

Come on, Bobby. I´m starving.

Um, Brian, the offer for the recording contract and that --

I´m really grateful, but I´m gonna have to turn you down.

May I ask why?

It´s just not right for me at the moment.

Not right for you or for Cilla?

It was my decision.

I can see we´re going to have to watch her.

It was my decision.

Of course.

[ Indistinct conversations, instruments tuning ]

[ American accent ] Hi, Cilla. I´m Burt Bacharach.

Hello, Burt.

I heard you didn´t like the title of my song.

No. No, no. I love it.

Well, actually, I-I did say it sounds like the name of a dog.

But you did want Dionne Warwick instead of me, didn´t you?

Touché.

[ Both laugh ]

♫ What´s it all about, Alfie? ♫

♫ Is it just for the moment we live? ♫

♫ What´s it all about ♫

♫ When you sort it out, Alfie? ♫

♫ Are we meant to take more than we give? ♫

-[ Music stops ] -One more.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

[ Music resumes ]

♫ As sure as I believe ♫

♫ Something even nonbelievers ♫

♫ Can believe in ♫

-[ Music stops ] -One more.

♫ I believe in love, Alfie ♫

♫ Without true love, we just exist, Alfie ♫

♫ Until you find the love you´ve missed ♫

♫ You´re nothing, Alfie ♫

♫ Alfie ♫

One more.

[ Down-tempo introduction plays ]

One more.

One more.

[ Music continues ]

One more.

One more.

[ Indistinct conversations, music continues ]

I don´t want it to go on all night here, you know.

Just one more. I think we can get it better.

GEORGE: What exactly are you looking for, Burt?

BURT: I don´t know. Just that...

Just that little bit of magic.

Well, I think we got that on take four.

Aren´t you pushing her a little too hard, Burt?

CILLA: No. It´s all right.

If he wants another take, I´ll give him another take.

BURT: One more.

I didn´t come all the way from L.A. to settle for second best.

Bobby, can you move out the way?

I can see you. It´s putting me off.

[ Clears throat ]

GEORGE: All right, then. One more, please, everybody.

BURT: Let´s go.

All right.

-BURT: Here we go. -Thank you.

♫ And you´ll find love any day ♫

♫ Alfie ♫

♫ Alfie ♫

[ Music slows, ends ]

Okay. I think we got a good take.

[ Sighs ]

We had one two hours ago.

Well played. [ Laughs ]

I´ll tell you now, you gave as good as you got there, girl.

He wouldn´t know what hit him, old Burt.

Mm, but I wasn´t gonna give in.

[ Laughs ] Come here.

Proud of you.

Bobby, you´re not coming in. I´m worried about me --

Dad. Yeah, I know.

How can you tell one of the most famous composers in the world

where to go and still be scared of your bloody dad

when he wouldn´t even know anyway?

I´m sorry. That´s just the way it is.

JOHN: Bloody hell, Cill.

We haven´t seen hide nor hair of you for weeks,

and then you bring us all this way.

-What´s going on, girl? -Who lives here, Cill?

You do.

JOHN: You what?

It´s yours.

No. You never have.

I´ve bought it for you.

What, for us?

You can´t be spending money on us.

Well, I can, and I have.

-[ Keys jingling ] -Here you are.

You´ve got your own front door now, Mam.

-All right, Cill. -[ Laughs ]

Good to see you, lad.

Really, it is.

I´ve missed having you about, and that´s the truth.

I´ve missed you too, Dad.

Where´s our Jean?

Oh, upstairs, I expect.

We don´t see much of each other these days.

That´s how I prefer it.

If you need a bigger place, Dad, I can help you out.

I´ve got a bit put away.

Oh, you save your money.

I´m happy where I am.

This is the house where your mam died.

This is where I´ll die too.

So...it´s all over

with this girl from Scottie Road you´ve been seeing, then --

the singer?

-What? -Well, I read this article.

Said that she never had a fella.

Said she was carefree and single, you know.

Oh. No.

Uh, that´s just for the papers, Dad.

Her manager told her to say that

so it wouldn´t affect her popularity.

So you´re still with her?

Yeah.

Actually, we´re going to New York next week.

It´s a great opportunity for her.

´Cause...I just thought you might be coming home now.

No.

It´s like I keep telling you, Dad --

I´m not coming home no more... ever.

I´m sorry.

[ Down-tempo music playing, horns honking ]

[ Siren wailing in distance ]

[ Laughs ]

Who would have thought, eh, girl?

I can´t believe we´ve come this far.

Come on.

[ Indistinct conversations, mid-tempo music playing ]

[ Coughs ]

Oh, hey, Brian. Listen.

I thought I´d be singing "Alfie" on "The Ed Sullivan Show."

He´s asked for something more up-tempo.

And we have to give Ed what he wants.

There´ll be 30 million people watching.

Oh.

The Beatles played his show three times,

and it didn´t hurt their careers, did it?

Now, enjoy yourself.

Enjoy the city.

That´s what it´s all about, you wonderful girl.

-Hmm? -[ Laughs ]

You think he´s sickening for something?

Didn´t look well to me. He should get himself to bed.

Probably go cruising the city first.

Cruising?

Why don´t we go cruising? I´m not even tired yet.

Don´t be soft. Not that type of cruising.

What type of cruising do you mean?

Well, he´ll be going ´round looking for fellas, won´t he?

What for?

Bloody hell, Cill. For sex.

Well, fellas don´t actually have sex together, do they?

[ Laughs ]

Christ. You´re so bloody naive.

And is that what he has to do to find someone to do it with --

go driving ´round in his car?

I suppose so.

Poor Brian.

Well, that´s up to him.

My problem is he´s not around enough for you.

He keeps going on about how brilliant The Beatles are,

-and then he just buggers off. -Well, he´s here now, isn´t he?

I know you want to be me manager, Bobby, but Brian is.

You are my road manager.

I´m well aware of that.

I know me place.

And now here she is...

a great Welsh singer from Wales in England --

It´s Cilla Black!

[ Applause, up-tempo introduction plays ]

♫ Callin´ out around the world ♫

♫ Are you ready for a brand-new beat? ♫

♫ Summer´s here and the time is right ♫

♫ For dancin´ in the streets ♫

"Wales in England"? Where did that come from?

I felt a right wilf.

He clearly had no idea who I was.

BOBBY: I´m sorry, girl,

but I´ve got more bad news for you.

There´s a version of "Alfie" been released in America

with Cher singing it.

But that´s supposed to be the record

that gets me started here.

I-I´ve got to speak to Brian.

Oh, don´t bother.

I tried his office five minutes ago.

He´s out.

♫ I feel a power so divine ♫

♫ You´re my world ♫

♫ You are my night and day ♫

♫ You´re my world ♫

♫ You´re every prayer I pray ♫

♫ If our love ceases to be ♫

♫ Then it´s the end of my world ♫

♫ End of my world ♫

♫ End of my world ♫

♫ For me ♫

Thank you.

[ Applause ]

[ Music ends ]

Sorry I´m late.

I needed you here last night, Brian.

My dear girl, I...

Well, I mean, surely Bobby was with you, wasn´t he?

This place is all wrong.

It´s full of millionaires in fur coats.

They´re not in the least bit interested

in some young redhead from Liverpool.

I could tell they didn´t even like the songs I was singing.

Well, so change things.

You know, do some jazz numbers.

Tailor your set. Work at it.

Being a success over here, it doesn´t come easy.

We´re just saying that we could do with some sort of warning

about what to expect, Brian.

I do have rather a lot on my plate at the moment.

So you keep telling us.

Oven´s only small, but I think I cooked the joint through.

Here we are.

Sunday lunch.

A little taste of home.

I didn´t come all the way over here to sing jazz in some hotel.

Oh, come on.

It´s like Brian said.

You know, it´s not gonna be easy.

It´s gonna take a lot of hard work.

Went all right last night, didn´t it?

I´m not enjoying it.

I´m gonna ask Brian to take me home.

What? We can´t go home. We only just got here.

I´m not happy, Bobby. I´m homesick.

Well, hard luck.

You have to try a lot harder than that, girl.

You can´t talk to me like that.

You don´t know what it´s like for me

up onstage there every night.

It´s all right for you driving me to places and taking me back.

Well, if you and Brian would let me, I´d do a lot more for you.

I´ve had enough, Bobby. I want to go home.

You´re acting like a spoilt brat.

I´m doing me best.

I´ve done a Sunday bloody roast for you, haven´t I?

Just imagine like we´re back on with Liverpool.

It´s horrible and tastes nothing like me mam´s crackling.

Where´s the stuffing?

-Me mam has stuffing at home. -Does she?

Well, stuff your mam and stuff you!

Better out there than in here, ´cause I´m not eating it!

I´m telling you now, Cill --

If you go home, that´s us finished.

You know, I´ve got a life, too,

and I´m sick of you shoving me to the side

like it doesn´t even matter!

Finish with me, but you won´t be me road manager no more.

No. That´s right.

Sometimes you´ve got to be prepared to walk away.

I´m going home.

And you can find someone else to carry your bags!

[ Door slams ]

[ Telephone ringing ]

Cill?

Look, I-I´m sorry about today.

Things just got a bit out of hand.

KENNY: Robert?

Kenny? Is that you?

I don´t know what time it is there.

Oh, it´s okay. I-I was awake.

What´s up?

It´s Dad.

What about him?

I´m so sorry, la´.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Children shouting in distance ]

[ Engine shuts off ]

It was pneumonia.

He was just too weak to fight it in the end.

It´s because of that bloody argument with Jean.

You can´t say that.

They were both as stubborn as each other.

If I was there... cooking his dinner,

then he´d still be alive now.

You could say the same if I was there.

You can´t think like that, la´.

What was I doing, poncing about in America?

CILLA: [ Laughs ] Brian, you know I hate heights!

BRIAN: I´ve got you. Don´t worry.

Come on. It´s a beautiful day.

[ Laughing ]

Will you just please tell me what we´re doing up here?

[ Chuckles ]

Happy birthday.

[ Laughs ]

You are so lovely to me.

So, come on.

Aren´t you gonna tell me how me new record´s doing?

Not bad, really. Number 24.

[ Sighs ] Twenty-four? Is that it?

I was hoping for a better present.

I know you´re disappointed.

But if you think about it,

every record since "Love of the Loved" has been Top 30.

You might have a funny nose...

Oi, you. [ Laughs ]

...but you are a very wealthy young woman.

And you´ll have other hit records, I´m sure --

maybe even another number one.

But nothing lasts forever.

Doesn´t it?

I miss him too, you know.

I spoke to him to tell him I was sorry about his dad, but...

...since then, nothing.

You know, everything that´s happening to me, it just...

It doesn´t seem worth it without him.

I thought all I wanted to be was a star.

So why don´t you stop being so stubborn and call him?

Because I´m scared.

You know, what if he doesn´t want to speak to me?

No. He will. He´s a good man.

I know I´ll never meet someone as good as Bobby

-to share things with. -Oh, come on.

I-I-I won´t, Cilla. I´m resigned to it.

Certain aspects of my life have become, um...

...ugly.

That´s the only word for it, really.

If it wasn´t for my work, I don´t know if I could go on.

Brian, come on. Now, don´t talk like this.

I´ve -- I´ve been under a lot of pressure lately,

and -- and so I´ve -- I´ve come to a decision.

I´m only going to carry on personally managing

two of my clients -- The Beatles...

...and you.

So remember -- It´s just you and the boys now.

You´re all I get up in the mornings for.

[ Both laugh ]

MAN: And now,

live from the Winter Gardens Pavilion in Blackpool,

please welcome Miss Cilla Black!

Hey, la´, she´s on!

[ Cheers and applause ]

You clap for a really long time, don´t you?

I´m not complaining, though. I love it.

Thank you.

This is a song that means a lot to me.

[ Down-tempo introduction plays ]

ROSE: Come on, Robbie!

Why don´t you just watch her singing?

♫ I´m asking you to tell me why ♫

♫ You leave me as often as you do ♫

♫ Am I to be your used-to-be ♫

♫ Can I be losing you? ♫

♫ I don´t know why I´m asking you ♫

♫ When I know what it may be leading to ♫

♫ Don´t answer me ♫

♫ Don´t answer me ♫

♫ Not if you´re gonna tell me ♫

♫ We are through ♫

♫ Don´t answer me ♫

♫ Don´t answer me ♫

♫ For I´ll be left with nothing ♫

♫ If I lose you ♫

[ Applause ]

Didn´t she sing it lovely?

[ Telephone ringing ]

Hello?

BOBBY: It´s me.

You were great tonight.

[ Sobs ]

I was thinking of you when I was singing it.

I love you, Cill.

I love you too.

So what are we gonna do about it?

[ Chuckles ]

Um, can´t you come here and see me?

I´m at the Grand.

I´m on me way.

[ Exhales sharply, laughs ]

I´m sorry I´ve been so selfish.

I told you before -- don´t go apologizing.

Come in with me, Bobby.

Bobby, I can´t tell you how thrilled we are

-to have you back. -Likewise.

Not least because I still can´t be trusted to open a door

without virtually knocking myself out.

Now, uh, I have been doing some thinking.

Um, Cilla´s recording career will -- will start to peter out,

maybe this year, maybe next.

Nothing lasts much longer than that in this industry.

And, uh -- uh, the trick is to start the next career

before that happens.

What next career?

Can I get anybody a drink?

No, thanks. What do you mean, next career?

I´ve been getting a lot of offers

for you to do television shows.

They like how natural

and unaffected you are in front of the camera.

But I´m a singer, Brian.

She´s only interested in doing telly shows

to help sell her records.

What does she want to be on telly for?

I really think you should look into doing something on TV.

It´s -- It´s a perfect fit for you.

No.

I´m sorry, Brian, but we´re not interested.

I´d be grateful if you concentrated

on her singing career

and finding songs for her to record.

[ Doorbell rings ]

That´ll be them!

Bobby?

Well, go on. Answer it!

Well -- [ Laughs ]

Okay.

Mam! Dad!

Come in! Come in.

[ Laughs ] Hello, love.

-How are you? -Hiya.

Hey.

All right, Bobby lad?

Mr. White.

-Come here, queen. -[ Laughs ]

Oh!

How are you?

Bloody hell. This is swanky, isn´t it, eh?

Right on Regent´s Park, eh?

This is the main bedroom. This is my bedroom.

Oh, it´s absolutely lovely.

[ Both laugh ]

BIG CILLA: Oh, lovely.

And this is Bobby´s bedroom.

Very nice.

So, what´s happening next, Cill?

I always love to hear what they´ve got you doing.

Well, we´re having a bit of a row with Brian at the moment.

That´s all coming to a head, but apart from that,

I´m in a show with Frankie Howerd in the West End.

Oh, I like him. Don´t I, John?

Oh, aye. She bloody loves him.

Come and see the bathroom. It´s through here.

Listen, lad.

I´ve just spotted one of your socks in the other bedroom.

It´s her mother I´m worried about.

She doesn´t understand these things like I do.

Like you?

Oh, aye.

It´s no skin off my nose.

I´m a man of the world, all right?

I´ve been away to sea, haven´t I?

Just be a bit more careful about how you go about your business.

All right?

Righto, Mr. White.

[ Silverware rattling ]

Brian, I´m not happy

with the songs you´ve been offering Cilla.

Just leave it there.

Uh, we´ll serve ourselves, thank you.

I know she´s had a terrific run with you, Brian,

but I wonder if it might be time to take a step back.

No. P-Please.

N-No.

Please don´t leave me.

L-Look.

The -- The boys... they -- they won´t tour anymore.

They just want to work in the studio, so --

so I-I´ll have plenty of time on my hands now.

I-I promise you I´ll do better.

Brian, you know I love you,

but you said yourself nothing lasts forever.

Cilla. Please.

I´m -- I´m -- I´m begging you.

Please don´t leave me.

Come on, Brian. Don´t do this.

The -- The boys are drifting away from me,

and -- and if -- if I lose you, then I´ll have nothing.

[ Sighs ] Okay.

Well, we´ll... we´ll take a few days.

We´ll -- We´ll -- We´ll talk about it.

And, uh...

we´ll think about things and talk about it again, okay?

Will -- Will -- We will talk about it again?

Yes.

Oh, thank you. Oh, God.

Oh, thank you.

Thank you.

You don´t have to have steak every time.

I like steak. Mind your own.

[ Chuckles ]

[ Down-tempo music playing ]

-What is it? -Says you´ve got a phone call.

I´ll take it.

Hello?

What?

What´s happened?

It´s Brian.

He´s dead.

No.

No.

But...

No.

[ Sobs ]

BOBBY: The police said they couldn´t be sure

if it was an accident or not.

But he died from an overdose of his sleeping pills.

He was found alone... in his bedroom.

On the bed next to him was a contract from the BBC.

It was for you.

To present your own show.

Six-part series.

Just waiting for your signature.

What do you think it means?

I think, um...

He´s still your manager.

That´s what I think.

♫ Step inside, love ♫

♫ Let me find you a place ♫

♫ Where the cares of the day will be carried away ♫

♫ By the smile on your face ♫

♫ We are together now and forever ♫

♫ Come my way ♫

-♫ Step inside, love ♫ -[ Applause ]

♫ And stay ♫

♫ Step inside, love ♫

♫ Step inside, love ♫

♫ Step inside, love ♫

♫ I want you to stay ♫

[ Applause continues ]

Don´t you clap a long time?

No, it´s lovely, though. Don´t stop. [ Laughs ]

[ Music continues ]

♫ Step inside, love ♫

♫ I want you to ♫

♫ Step inside, love ♫

♫ You know I do ♫

♫ Step inside, love ♫

♫ I want you to stay ♫

[ Music continues ]

♫ Step inside, love ♫

♫ I want you to ♫

♫ Step inside, love ♫

♫ You know I do ♫

♫ Step inside, love ♫

♫ I want you to stay ♫

♫ Step inside, love ♫

♫ You know I do ♫

♫ Step inside, love ♫

♫ I want you to stay ♫