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MAN: Two...

One, two, one, two, three, four!

(ROCK 'N' ROLL MUSIC PLAYING)

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♪ As time goes by I wonder why

♪ Things are going faster

♪ Big black trains and now jet planes

♪ Are leading to disaster

♪ Slow down

♪ Slow down, you people

♪ Slow down

♪ Slow down Let it happen

♪ Angel sings on expanded wings

♪ The angel has to be somebody

♪ If you don't go I'll go back

♪ I'm on a team like one each

♪ Slow down

♪ Slow down, you people

♪ Slow down

♪ Slow down, you people

♪ Well, as time goes by I wonder why

♪ People get so big

♪ With big black trains and big jet planes

♪ Never will they rest

♪ Slow down

♪ Slow down, you people

♪ Slow down

♪ Slow down, you people

♪ Slow down

♪ Slow down, you people

♪ Slow down

♪ Slow down, you people

♪ Slow down ♪

(CROWD CHEERING WILDLY)

(ROCK 'N' ROLL MUSIC PLAYING)

Didn't exactly go mad with the tomato, did they?

Do you know how much they're charging for this?

Three bob.

You're joking.

For this? You know, it really gets me how they put it on for the scene.

I mean, you pay enough to get in here, and then everything you eat and drink

costs a fortune.

'Cause they know you're stuck here.

And then it's crap.

Bloody shit.

I mean, the way the straights go on about the young generation.

Like if you've got long hair, you're dirty.

Then we've all got too much bread.

But then if you don't work and you're not on a bread scene,

they still freak out.

Just give them a chance to score off us, they're onto it like a shark.

Look at them. Screwing for all they can get.

Ice creams, hot dogs, like a load of fuckin'' vultures.

The whole thing is organised by straights to start with.

I mean, you think that will satisfy them?

If I had my way, I wouldn't let any of the bastards in.

I mean it's a bit strong.

Jesus, man. If I was making all that bread,

I'd give the bloody food away.

Oh, come on. Stop bloody moaning. We better split or we'll miss the boat.

(BLUES MUSIC PLAYING)

♪ I'm driving through the pouring rain

♪ I'm on my own again

♪ Doing 80 miles and more

♪ And I'm dreaming

♪ No one will talk to me

♪ Till I find time to stop

♪ I'm on the road again and I'm sleeping

♪ With my sexy thing I'm driving on the road again

♪ My eyes are getting sore There's a road going more and more

♪ As time starts drifting by I like to close my eyes

♪ Well, I'm driving on the road again

♪ And I'm dreaming

♪ Dreaming, dreaming

♪ When I'll be home again

♪ And I'm driving on the road again On my own again

♪ My eyes are getting sore as the road goes more and more

♪ As time starts drifting by I like to close my eyes

♪ I'm on the road again and I'm dreaming

♪ Dreaming, dreaming

♪ When I'll be home again

♪ Be home again, be home again ♪

Oh, man! It's a complete waste of time. I mean look at all that lot.

Can't stay here all night.

Well, who said anything about staying here?

We've got the tents, haven't we? What's the matter with you?

There's no hassle to get back tonight, is there?

TREV: Not that I know of.

Where's the other tent? Huh?

I've got one, you had the other. What have you done with it?

Well, I had it when we were there, I think.

You did.

Well, of course. I gave it to Trev.

-Hey, Trev. -TREV: What?

JEFF: Where's that tent? TREV: What tent?

JEFF: Our tent.

I gave it to you to carry. Now don't say you've lost it.

TREV: I can't remember carrying it.

Just before we got on the boat I gave it to you to carry.

Now try and remember what the hell you've done with it.

JEFF: For Christ's sake, what does it matter what he did with it?

We can't get it back now. We'll just have to make do with the one.

-Oh, great. I can just see that. -There will be plenty of room.

TREV: Don't take up so much bloody room!

MICK: Look, look, please just shut up, will you?

Oi!

RAFE: Hey!

You can't camp here.

Come on.

Come on. Out.

Now, what's the scene man?

(SLURRING) You are trespassing.

You shouldn't be here.

For heaven's sake Rafe, don't be such a drag.

Leave them alone.

RAFE: Well, it's my garden.

I don't want a load of bloody squatters all over my lawn.

I beg your pardon.

I know all about them.

Once they're in, you never get rid of them.

Don't be so silly.

I'm telling you.

There will be 50 of them here tomorrow.

Just like bleeding rabbits.

Okay man. Don't get uptight. Look, we didn't know.

Well, out.

Come on. Get it down.

-Well, give us a chance. -I'll give you a bloody chance.

Is he all right, you think?

TERRY: Yes, he'll be all right. Could you carry him inside for me?

Come on.

-Good night. -Good night.

-Good night. -You'd better take his boots off.

My name's Terry. What's yours?

Trev.

Yeah, well, I better split then, hadn't I?

-Get back. -Why the hurry?

Well, they'll be wondering where I got to, won't they?

I'm sure they'll understand.

Anyway, you can't leave me on my own.

But you're not. I mean, what about him?

TREV: Yeah. But what if he wakes up?

-No, no. Look. -Take off my dress.

Look, we can't. Not here.

Can't we go somewhere else?

There isn't another bed, darling.

We don't need a bloody bed.

I don't want to move.

(RAFE GROANS)

For God's sake, let go. He's waking up.

He is not.

And even if he did, what could he do?

(RAFE SNORING)

So fuck him.

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO)

Well, what the...hell.

Oh, no. I'm not having that. Not on my property.

Uh...

I'll fix them, the bloody nerve.

Oh, not again.

Shoe. Shoe!

Just who do they think they are.

When I'm through with them, they won't come back here.

(CLEARING THROAT)

Hello!

You realise you're trespassing.

But we were told it would be all right.

(CHUCKLES) Not that I mind, of course. It's just that I felt you should know.

Good morning, mate.

Feeling better?

Better?

Oh...

Yes. Thank you.

I'm surprised you haven't got a colossal hangover.

Well, I suppose I do have something of a headache. I...

We met last night I presume.

Sort of...

Well...

Look, why don't we go inside for some coffee?

We dig your house, man.

Oh! Thank you.

Of course it's wasted really.

I only ever manage to get down here at the weekends,

and sometimes not even then.

How long you been here?

Oh, it was my parents' house. They left it to me.

I was going to try and keep it on, but...

Well, it's too big so I'm going to try and sell it.

Uh...

MICK: Well, you certainly gave us a fright last night.

Oh?

Honestly, we didn't know what the scene was.

We hadn't had any sleep. And...

We were really flaked out.

It was awful when you fell. I thought you were dead at first.

(LAUGHS)

Well, there's no harm done anyway.

I thought at one point you were going to lay one on me.

But you sort of passed out just in time.

Yeah. Well...

Uh, look would you excuse me just a moment?

(CHUCKLING) Far out.

She was certainly right about him not remembering anything.

Terry.

Terry!

Poor guy. We really got him worried now, wondering what he did.

It wasn't what he did.

Was it Trev?

JEFF: Hey, I've got an idea.

Do you remember when we were talking about that whole pop festival thing?

But I still don't know what happened.

Perhaps it's just as well.

I didn't do anything terrible, did I?

(LAUGHS) You only made a fool of yourself.

(TERRY CHUCKLES)

And he's hardly ever here.

So it's empty most of the time and there's miles of land.

-(SCOFFS) It would be ideal. -But how man?

You leave it to me.

Oh, that's something of a hobby of mine.

Terry here does some modelling for me. I gather you've met.

Hi.

You know, you could use a bit of paint around here.

Yeah well, I was trying to sell the place anyway.

Well, the more reason for doing it up a bit, I should have thought.

Well, maybe, but it would cost a fortune to do this place up.

And I just don't have the time to do it myself.

It wouldn't cost much if we did it.

(RAFE LAUGHS)

You don't know what you're saying? It would take you years.

No. There are three of us and two girls.

It wouldn't take long.

You provide the paint, we'll stay here and do the job.

Well, I...

Okay. You're on.

But I hope you realise what you've let yourselves in for.

Oh, that's what I like to see. Looking better already.

Well, keep up the good work.

Leave it to us. You won't recognise the place.

Oh, cheerio. Oh, and if you need me, you know where to find me.

Oh, fuck that for a lark.

Hey, have you gone out of your mind or something?

'Cause if you think I'm going to sweat my balls off, you can think again.

Offering to paint the whole bleeding house. What's it all about?

Have you quite finished?

I mean, you're sure there's nothing else?

-You know sometimes I worry about you. -Of course we're not going to paint it.

You prat. We've got other things to think about.

What do you mean? What do you mean other things?

Well, festivals don't organise themselves you know.

TREV: Oh! Festival, bollocks!

-CATHY: Has he gone? -Yeah. It's cool.

Guess what we found?

MICK: Oh, too much!

Waste of time, isn't it?

I mean look at it. The engine's falling out. Bloody disaster.

Well, you might have a look at it instead of just putting it down.

JEFF: What's the score?

MICK: You'll get it going, won't you, Trev?

You don't ask for much, do you?

(ENGINE SPUTTERING)

Okay. It's going fine.

Yeah. I don't know how long it'll last though.

You know, I think I better test it first.

You can do all that when we get back. We're in a hurry.

Yeah. But if it breaks down on the way, you won't get there, will you?

I mean if I'm with you, I can fix it, can't I?

Look, you can't come.

We haven't got enough room.

And besides, somebody's got to stay here and look after the girls.

Well, don't blame me if it breaks down then.

(HONKING HORN)

And by the way, there's hardly any juice.

MICK: Thanks for the warning. See you.

(ENGINE DYING)

(ENGINE BANGING AND TWANGING)

Trev?

(ROCK 'N' ROLL MUSIC PLAYING)

♪ Rolling down the highway on a Technicolor cloud

♪ Everything is silent But the engine's very loud

♪ Twisting through the lanes

♪ In the avenues of my brain

♪ Trying to get a message through to you

♪ Trying to get a message through to you

♪ Now we're getting closer

♪ To our journey's end

♪ Looking out the window

♪ Whoops, there goes another bend

♪ Now we're moving faster

♪ Seems we're running out of year

♪ Lighting up a cigarette

♪ All our worries disappear

♪ Lighting up a cigarette

♪ All our worries disappear

♪ Lighting up a cigarette

♪ All our worries disappear

♪ Lighting up a cigarette

♪ All our worries disappear

♪ Now we're nearing Walsall

♪ And we'll soon be there with you

♪ We'll sing you some good songs

♪ And we'll throw in Morning June

♪ Going past Birmingham airport

♪ Sign that said that people are dead

♪ We're not flying at the moment

♪ Bodies three feet in the air

♪ We're not flying at the moment

♪ Bodies three feet in the air

♪ We're not flying at the moment

♪ Bodies three feet in the air

♪ We're not flying at the moment

♪ Bodies three feet in the air

♪ Rolling down the highway on a Technicolor cloud

♪ Everything is silent But the engine's very loud

♪ Twisting through the lanes

♪ In the avenues of my brain

♪ Trying to get a message through to you ♪

Yeah, well, if it ain't groovy, you've gotta pay a lot of bread, you know.

Angie, can you bring me over the collections date sheet. You're on hold.

Especially with these outdoor festival things.

Yeah, hello, hello, yeah.

It's a club called Wheels. Halifax. Put it down.

-Okay, hang on. Yeah. -MICK: We've got a backer.

-Eh? -MAN: And do me a favour.

Will you send it back on time?

Yeah, okay, ta-ta.

Thing is to cover ourselves we've got to pull in one hell of a lot of people.

Right. Anybody in mind?

Well, who would you suggest? Who's the big draw?

MAN: They'd be good. But they're in the States.

(PHONE RINGING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING ON PHONE)

Yeah. Well, what happened to Eastbourne?

MAN: He never turned up?

Yeah, I'll tell you what'd be great. If we can get, erm...Juicy Lucy.

-Yeah... -MAN: The van broke down...

MAN: That's all very well, but it puts me right in it, doesn't it?

Oh, come off it, it's not the first time.

Do you mean the new second hand one?

Okay, I'll let you know but I can't talk now

because I've got people in the office. All right?

Yeah, I'll come back to you. Ta-ta.

What an untogether lot they are. Unbelievable.

All right. Do you fancy Juicy Lucy?

Right, I'll give them a ring. See how they're fixed for dates.

(METALLIC CLINKING)

MAN: Do us a favour, love.

Is Dany there? Lovely.

Hello, my son. How are you?

Yeah, fine, fine. I have other work to do. Listen. Erm...

Juicy Lucy. How are they fixed for dates?

It's the outdoor festival thing. What do you mean another one?

No, no. It's well organised. Just outside of town. Uh...

Saturday, the 30th.

Okay, fine.

Just checking out dates and things. They are? Oh, great. Super.

How much? Do me a favour. Who do you think they are, the bleeding Beatles?

Try again. Yeah, that's better. Okay, I'll come back to you.

Cheeky bastard.

You don't believe what they ask, for these things.

But, I'll get you a good price.

Now listen, you'll have to put some money upfront

because you can never tell with their sort of scene.

They've got a funny habit of falling through, you know.

Sloppy local councillors and all that jazz. Not much, probably about £500.

(UPBEAT ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

STORE OWNER: What do you think then?

CUSTOMER: Well, I've had that one before.

What about this one?

I'd really like something, a bit different.

STORE OWNER: Just a minute, sir. I think I've got just the thing.

CUSTOMER: I kind of guessed...

STORE OWNER: I think you'll find this one very interesting.

Very special. Of course it's gonna cost you a bit more.

But fresh. I can honestly say you've never seen anything like it.

I'm sure you won't be disappointed, sir.

Of course, you get half your money back when you change it.

That'll be £35 to you.

STORE OWNER: £35. Correct, sir. Thank you.

(BAG BURSTING)

(CHUCKLING) Hey, watch you don't pull it off.

(ALL LAUGHING)

STORE OWNER: Very funny.

Now, do you want to buy something or not, otherwise piss off out of here.

Yeah. If you've got something worth having.

-Well, what do you want then? -What about a bit of the old,

-bondage? -JEFF: I don't believe it.

Hey, dig this.

Now, what do they have to use such slags for?

All right. Out.

-It's all faked. -He's not even doing it.

Mind you, I don't blame him.

I mean, I wouldn't screw that for any amount of money.

-Uh, where do you keep the strong stuff? -Piss off before I belt you one.

Okay, man. Now, don't blow your cool.

Come on, mate. Let's get back.

(WHISTLES)

Bloody long-haired gits.

(TREV GROANS)

-Well, that's it then. Isn't it? -MICK: What do you mean?

TREV: 500 quid. Where we gonna get 500 quid from?

(LAUGHING)

For Christ's sake! Well, be serious, can't you?

You're supposed to be in love with each other.

I can't.

(SIGHS)

Hey, look man. They're not gonna get it together.

Just wasting film. Why don't we go on to the next bit?

-Yeah, I suppose so. Hey, Trev? -TREV: What?

We're gonna do the bit with the husband now. You ready?

TREV: Yeah. Yeah, I think so.

(FILM ROLLING)

-Not into the camera. The bed. -And look shocked.

Yeah, but I thought, I was supposed to be digging it.

Not straight away.

I mean, there's the maid, having it away with your old lady.

And you didn't know she was on a big les scene, right?

-Look... -Okay.

Okay, look I'm turned on.

-Now what? -Well, just get in there with them.

MICK: Hey, Trev, you'd take your clothes off, wouldn't you?

All right.

Trev. Everything.

(GIRLS GIGGLING)

MICK: Now, leave it. Looks funny.

I thought you were supposed to be turned on.

Come on. Come on. We're wasting film.

Trev, how much longer are you going to be?

Look, you. It's all right for you. You don't have to do anything.

Mick, I've just had a thought. Where you gonna get it developed?

I mean, you can't take it to a chemist. Can you?

It's typical, isn't it? You and your bloody getting it together.

How about doing a bank?

Oh, what for? You don't have to score that much.

Well, only a little one. That'd be enough.

There must be something.

What if we all got jobs?

I mean, none of you will ever get it together, man.

We could approach the group direct.

(ROCK 'N' ROLL MUSIC PLAYING)

(BAND TUNING INSTRUMENTS)

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

(MICK CLEARS THROAT)

Yeah, well, we've gotta use that tape.

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

(MICK CLEARS THROAT AGAIN)

We're interested in booking the band.

Anyway, look...

(CHATTERING CONTINUES)

MICK: In playing, that is.

We're promoting this festival, see, and we thought you'd be interested...

(CHATTERING CONTINUES)

...at this festival we're promoting.

Who's we?

-Well, I'm Mick and this is Trev. -Jeff.

(DOORBELL RINGS)

I'm sorry if I disturbed you, miss. Is Mr Bates in?

Mr Bates?

Yes, the owner.

-He does know you're here. -CATHY: Oh, yes.

-MARTY: Has he done something wrong? -No, no. Nothing like that.

It's just that it's a small village and people talk.

House is usually empty during the week

and we had a report that there was some activity up here.

-It's our duty to investigate. -MARTY: Yeah, we're painting the house.

Well, it's a big job for two girls like you.

MARTY: Oh, there are the others, the boys.

-Ah, I see, are they in? -CATHY: Uh, no, they've gone to London.

But this one's going to be different.

See, instead of being run by straights and all uptight,

this one's being done by heads.

Uh, you know what villages are like for gossip.

-Do you take sugar? -Oh, thank you. Yes, two, please.

So, all they've got to do is go into the pub

(SEWING MACHINE WHIRRING)

Find out if anyone's away. Thank you very much.

And then, nip over and do the place.

Got three lads like that, the other week.

Nicking the lead off the old school roof.

(SEWING MACHINE WHIRRING)

Quite a few places like that.

You see, these new towns,

no community spirit.

Nothing for them to do.

That's why we have to keep an eye open on places like this.

Empty a lot.

We should have been notified that you were staying here.

We thought of doing it on the 30th.

Hey, what do you reckon on that last one, Chris?

Make a good single.

Would you be able to do that?

CHRIS: Like to put some piano on it though, I think.

-We thought, you know, seeing as how... -BAND MEMBER: Come on, Chris.

It's all a head thing, you know.

What are you on about?

We had a big do here a few years back. Just after the war it was.

(SEWING MACHINE WHIRRING)

Before I'd joined the forces, of course. But my dad was in it.

Old couple, down the village, got done in.

Very nasty it was.

Terrible thing was, they never could prove anything.

I mean, they knew who it was,

but without the evidence, what could you do?

How terrible.

Well, mustn't sit around here all day chatting.

Too many villains about.

Thank you very much for the tea. Very kind of you.

And if you do go away, you will let us know, won't you?

We'll know where we are, then?

-Can you do it? -Well, phone the office, can't you?

What's the number?

Dany Brooks, he's in the phone book, under "B".

What do you make of that?

Do you want to know something? I don't think they're really interested.

JEFF: Come on, I want to use it.

TREV: No, you can't. I'm fixing the clutch.

-Hey, piss off, will you? -Listen, man. I'm in a hurry.

You'll never make it, man.

DANY: Oh, shazam!

That'd solve all my problems, you know.

If this was a real one with Juicy Lucy on board,

I could retire on the insurance.

-DANY: You write for Music Box, is it? -I do a regular thing with them.

I do a lot of the outside stuff as well.

All on the pop scene?

Oh, yeah. Heavy feature stuff, profiles, that kind of thing.

Hey, sit down. Take a seat.

(PHONE RINGING)

Dany, I'm sorry to interrupt. But I've got Gerry on the telephone,

he's got some hang up. I think you'd better speak to him.

DANY: All right, I'll sort him out. Excuse me a moment.

What's the problem, Gerry?

(CHATTERING OVER PHONE)

What do you mean, they're uptight about it?

What do they expect me to do?

(CHATTERING CONTINUES)

But, I only know what the promoters tell me.

Oh, don't give me that. There's loads of hotels.

Well, who's fault is that then?

If you didn't act like a load of pigs all the time.

Well, if they've got a hotel what's all the fuss about?

Well, if it's not your job, who's fucking job is it?

They make me sick sometimes.

No matter what you do for them, they're always moaning.

Even the roadies act like superstars.

Gerry, making a scene, because he's got to book a hotel.

Never manage a pop group, if you want to stay sane.

All right. All right. Give me the number.

I'll call you in the morning.

Did you come over to the Isle of Wight?

Initially, yeah. We ran a series on the festival thing back in the States.

I thought it might be kind of interesting to check it out here.

Where do we fit in?

I'm interested in this head festival you're into.

What I had in mind was like a three part feature

starting with a profile on you and the band.

What you're into head-wise, you know, just kind of a heavy rap.

Then, I do a piece on this festival. Getting into the guys putting it on.

Finally, tying the two together like "Why you supported it?"

And putting the band on free. Whether it achieved its aims,

what effect, if any, it has on the festival scene as a whole?

I want to trip on the fact that the guys

you know these kids putting it on, themselves. You know what I mean?

Especially the fact of them using this bread to start a fund.

A good caption would sort of read

"By heads, for heads, for the benefit of heads." You dig?

Yeah, well, that puts it over very well.

Now, what do you think of this head centre they plan to set up?

The way I understand it it would be a kind of, an art centre,

living place for anyone who needed it.

That could be a very good scene, if it works.

I really dig what they're into.

And a name band like Juicy Lucy doing the gig for free.

That's pretty far out. Could be a whole new direction.

This whole world man, is just got to dig what's happening.

Well, if there's anything else, don't hesitate to call me.

Beautiful, man. It's been a gas rapping with you.

DANY: Ah!

-Stay with it, man. -Yeah, thanks.

I'll see you at the festival.

Jan... Jan, that cat... What's his name?

Mick something or other. One of the ones who's putting on that festival.

Have we got a number for him?

-Hey, where've you been? -We got the groups, man.

-So, it was you then. -Sure.

Oh! They won't turn up.

Well, don't put it down now, we got what we wanted.

Yeah, but where did you get the bread from?

I used my head. That's all it takes. No shit, we're grooving.

Now, come on let's get it together.

(ROCK 'N' ROLL MUSIC PLAYING)

Waiter.

-Sir? -Can I have the bill, please?

Certainly, sir.

No, I only wish I could keep it on but

as a weekend place, it really is too big.

Well, it certainly sounds ideal.

What appeals to me most is the absolute peace and quiet.

♪ Snow in the middle of the winter

♪ Those nice, cold mornings

♪ And up before sunrise

♪ As likely as always

♪ Dragging himself

♪ Is that him knocking on your door?

♪ Who cares when it's cosy?

♪ What's he bothering you for?

♪ Don't you care that it's slowly?

♪ Taking his life

♪ I remember squalid corners People gonna pass him by

♪ No one's sleeping in the squalid corners

♪ Goodbye

♪ Rag and bone man is a very old man

♪ Rag and bone man is a very old man

♪ Rag and bone man is a very old man

♪ Rag and bone man is a very old man ♪

Trev. Hey, I thought you were supposed to be on the gate, man.

Screw it, man, it's a dead scene. There's hardly anybody coming in.

Look, it's a disaster.

What are you talking about, man? There's thousands of people out here.

(ROCK 'N' ROLL MUSIC PLAYING)

How did they all get in?

Here. They never came past me.

♪ Snow in the middle of the winter

♪ Those nice, cold mornings

♪ And up before sunrise

♪ As likely as always

♪ Dragging himself

♪ Is that him knocking on your door?

♪ Who cares when it's cosy?

♪ What's he bothering you for?

♪ Don't you care that he's slowly?

♪ Taking his life

♪ I remember squalid corners People gonna pass him by

♪ No one's sleeping in those squalid corners

♪ Goodbye

♪ Rag and bone man was a very old man

♪ Rag and bone man was a very old man

♪ Rag and bone man was a very old man

♪ Rag and bone man was a very old man ♪

We did it.

Don't think we've made any bread, Mick, 'cause we haven't.

-Hardly anybody's paying. -I just dig it, man.

Like it's really happening.

MAN 1: (ON MICROPHONE) For all you Juicy Lucy fans who have made it.

Now here they are, the fabulous, Juicy Lucy.

One, two. One, two, three.

♪ I'm driving through the pouring rain

♪ I'm on my own again

♪ Doing 80 miles and more

♪ And I'm dreaming

♪ No one will talk to me

♪ Till I find time to stop

♪ I'm on the road again and I'm sleeping

♪ With my sexy thing I'm driving on the road again

♪ My eyes are getting sore There's a road going more and more

♪ As time starts drifting by I like to close my eyes

♪ Well, I'm on that road again

♪ And I'm dreaming

♪ Dreaming, dreaming

♪ When I'll be home again

♪ And I'm driving on the road again On my own again

♪ My eyes are getting sore as the road goes more and more

♪ As time starts drifting by I like to close my eyes

♪ I'm on the road again and I'm dreaming

♪ Dreaming, dreaming

♪ When I'll be home again

♪ Be home again, be home again

♪ I'm driving that road

♪ And do it again Hit the road

♪ Time to go ♪

(CROWD CHEERING)

♪ Whoa, now dig in deep

♪ Can't she give me a wee bit more?

♪ Why can't she give me?

♪ Can't she give me a wee bit more?

♪ Well, my girl's gone along She left me

♪ And now I'm cracking all night long

♪ All night long

♪ I went to the station

♪ To find me a train

♪ Bring that girl of mine

♪ Home back again

♪ When I got there

♪ I found out that thing had gone

♪ I'm crying, I'm crying

♪ Can't she give me a wee bit more? ♪

(ROCK 'N' ROLL MUSIC PLAYING)

(MUSIC GETTING LOUDER)

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

This is Robert Hewison, reporting to you for Today's World

from a pop festival but a pop festival with a difference.

Because this one is being completely organised by the kids themselves.

Now I have with me here, two of the festival's organisers.

Tell me, did you do thing whole thing completely on your own?

Seems incredible man, but yeah, we did it.

You had no outside financial help?

-Not a penny, man. -Well, then how much have you taken?

Not a penny, okay?

I want to talk to you.

-You're Danny Brooks, isn't it? -Uh, Dany.

Ah, yes. Now tell me, I believe you're also responsible for the festival.

Well, you could say that, yes.

Well, tell us, how did the whole thing come about?

Well, I like to see the kids enjoying themselves. So, um,

I arranged for the boys to come down. Money isn't everything, yeah.

I thought you said it was quiet.

Where's your tickets then?

I beg your pardon.

Don't come that with us. A bit old for this, ain't you?

-Dirty old man, isn't he? -After the dolly birds, isn't he?

Would you kindly...

RAFE: I trust you to do a job. I bring someone down to see the place.

He's practically bought it already and what do I find?

Not only has the work not been done

but the place looks even worse then it did before.

I get attacked by a bunch of hooligans on motorbikes,

have my car practically smashed up.

Well, I sorted it out for you, didn't I?

Thank you.

Very much.

I suppose I should be grateful, you didn't make me

pay to come into my own property.

I beg your pardon, this, uh...

...pop festival, whatever you call it.

I noticed nobody ever took my picture.

You should dig it man, like you're a benefactor.

Now look, I don't want to hear any more.

You can just be thankful, I'm not taking the matter any further.

But I'm warning you

if I so much as see you within 10 miles of my property...

Hey.

Hey!

And what about all this then?

Well, you can keep it man.

Never know. Might want to make your own scene.

♪ Driving on the road again On my own again

♪ My eyes are getting sore as the road goes more and more

♪ As time starts drifting by I like to close my eyes

♪ I'm on the road again and I'm dreaming

♪ Dreaming, dreaming

♪ When I'll be home again

♪ Be home again, be home again

♪ I'm driving that road

♪ And do it again Hit the road

♪ Time to go ♪

(CROWD CHEERING)