All language subtitles for rusted-toomorrow 1970 1080p1 bluray x264

["Toomorrow" by Toomorrow plays]

♪ Toomorrow ♪

♪ Toomorrow ♪

♪ Toomorrow ♪

♪ Toomorrow is the answer
that I will give ♪

♪ If you ask me where do I live? ♪

♪ And where do I stay? I

♪ Yes, toomorrow ♪

♪ There is love all around ♪

♪ Way up high we are flying ♪

♪ Playing tag in the sky, never crying I

♪ Toomorrow ♪

♪ Toomorrow ♪

♪ Take my hand and I'll lead the way

♪ I'll lead the way ♪

♪ You'll forget about yesterday ♪

♪ Right here in my arms ♪

♪ And forever ♪

♪ There'll be a new world ♪

♪ Where all our dreams come true ♪

♪ Toomorrow ♪

♪ Toomorrow ♪

♪ Toomorrow ♪

♪ With you ♪

♪ And forever ♪

♪ There'll be a new world ♪

♪ Where all our dreams come true ♪

♪ Toomorrow ♪

♪ Toomorrow ♪

♪ Toomorrow ♪

♪ With you ♪

[slow, funky jazz music]

[high-pitched pulse]

[funky jazz music continues]

[high-pitched pulse]

[funky jazz music continues]

[music becomes ethereal]

[electronic pulsing]

Greetings to the observer
of planet Earth.

And to Galactic Observation Control.

[echoing pulse]

[low electronic hum]

[shimmering]

Ready for the observer's report.

For the last 3,000 years, I have brought
you the same report from the planet Earth.

I will repeat it.

There is still nothing to report.

Not one original element,

not one interesting deviant.

Merely an abortive attempt at evolution.

Venus all over again.

[shimmering]

End of Earth report?

End of Earth report.

[zapping]

Intergalactic have monitored a new
and remarkable pattern of vibrations.

Inconstant, but radiating from
this constellation.

They were expecting your report on that.

It does not emanate from Earth.

You question galactic computer?

I have complete Earth observation.

From their primitive rocket launchings,

to nuclear piles, germ mutators
and atomic reactors.

The power of these vibrations is curative,
not destructive.

Then they are producing it unknowingly.

Control has found that these waves

act as an antidote to the growing threat
to our own survival.

I knew of no threat.

A sterility of sound.

Our electronic vibrations
no longer stimulate.

And of all the planets,
Earth alone is producing the antidote.

Are you recording that
that backward ball of green mud

has activated something
which I have not observed?

I am recording that Earth is producing
curative vibrations.

A new form of electronic harmony.

Earth music?

Yes.

An electronic element,

activated by two long discarded
intangibles,

emotion and heart.

Yes, I am aware of the sound.

Young earthlings produce a surfeit of it.

And yet, so far, only in one case
is the blending of these factors

registered as an antidote.

You have examples of these vibrations?

Only fractional scintillers.

[electronic pulsing]

However,

Control was able to monitor brief visuals
of those producing it.

Observe.

[high-pitched pulsing]

[electronic blipping]

♪ Toomorrow ♪

♪ Toomorrow ♪

- ♪ Mm-hm-hm-hmm ♪
- ; Toomorrow ♪

♪ Toomorrow ♪

♪ Is the answer that I will give ♪

♪ If you ask me where do I live? ♪

♪ And where do I stay? I

[electronic blipping]

♪ Takin' our own sweet time ♪

♪ Livin' is breezy
if you know how to slow down ♪

♪ And take a look around ♪

- J&' Brothers and sisters ♪
- J&' Brothers and sisters ♪

[electronic blipping]

♪ You're my baby now ♪

♪ And I want to take care
And I want to take care of you ♪

♪ You're my baby now ♪

♪ And I want to take care
And I want to take care of you ♪

♪ Yeah! ♪

- ♪ Gonna make the sun shine ♪
- ♪ Gonna make the sun shine ♪

♪ Gonna make the sun shine... ♪

Are they well-known on Earth?

It is unlikely.

They look too clean and pleasant.

♪ You're my baby now ♪

Galactic Control urgently requests
that you locate these four

and position them for immediate lift-off.

Do you intend to examine them directly?

Yes.

But that involves revealing our existence
to members of a lower species,

which is forbidden.

The rule is suspended. This is a crisis.

Understood.

[zapping]

I shall return to planet Earth,

locate and position these four.

Our flight is pre-programmed to
move out of orbit in 17 Earth hours.

Doesn't allow much time.

Time?

My apologies.

Of course, time does not exist here.

After 3,000 years, one is apt
to become a little... conditioned.

[dramatic funk music]

[alarm clock ringing]

[chilled music plays on radio]

- Watch it!
- Sorry, I'm late!

- Morning, Olivia.
- Hiya, Jen.

What's the stool for, a picnic?

No, we might have a sit-out
instead of a sit-in.

Oh, no, is that today?

Well, the Dean's got until noon
to make up his mind.

Be kind of fun being able
to fire your own professor.

- Ciao.
- Ciao.

- How's the little mother today?
- Get knotted.

[man chuckles]

- [knocking]
- Benny.

- [knocking]
- Achtung, Benny boy.

- Livy?
- Can I come in?

Er... Hold on a minute.

Move it, Susie, get moving.
I'm starkers.

You usually are.

- What time is it, honey?
- Later than you think.

Hold it.

Okay.

- Hi, Livy.
- Hello.

Oh, do I need that.

There's only enough instant for tomorrow,
and it's your turn.

Okay, I'll buy some today.
Thanks, doll.

Sugar's in the saucer.

[tuts]

Eight o'clock and all's well.

I'm sorry.

How did she know I was in there?

Intuition. You know what you women are.

Do you always hide them in there?

Now, Susan.
Do I look like the type who would hide--

Yes, that's why I asked.

Karl, are you up?

- I'm coming up, baby, coming up.
- Oh!

I didn't know you were all-nighting it.

Me too, babe, seems it was my turn.

This is one time coffee
won't keep me awake.

Well, something better,
you've got a class at nine o'clock.

At two, Livy, child.
It's Thursday, it's two o'clock.

Tell me about Friday.

Friday, a second year student's at...

It's Friday?

Must of happened during the night.

Mm-mm!

- [knocking]
- Are you awake, Vic?

Sure, come in, Livy.

Morning, love.

Coffee's gonna be a bit cold today.

Soon heat it up again.

It's all going on down there.

- Keep an eye on the eggs for me, Liv.
- Sure.

Don't let it out.

No time to run another.

Mm, smells good.

- You haven't shaved in it?
- I haven't done anything in it.

Do I make one for the cupboard?

No, the cupboard's gone.

[humming]

- One up.
- What's the countdown, Livy?

Thirty-five minutes.

- Hey, Lou. Hey!
- [shaver buzzing]

I'll buy four of them, baby.

- You'll get one and it's broken. Sorry.
- Oh, alright.

I'd marry you
if you weren't so damn pale.

You say that to all the girls.

How come you're so ready?

Been out fighting your cause for you, man.

It's not my cause. Who wants to run
a college? I can't even run myself.

Not running, like active involvement.
We dig academic participation.

Great, well, let's participate with this.

[Livy] Hey!

I had a really weird dream last night.

That you showed up at college
in a shorty nighty?

No, I'm serious.

So am I, because that's what's gonna
happen if you don't get dressed.

[Livy groans]

- Cheerio!
- Bye-bye.

- Did you fix your tweety box, man?
- Yes, so don't unfix it!

- [plays notes on synth]
- It's not a tweety box, it's a Tonaliser.

Okay, so tonalise me, man. Tonalise me.

- [plays song on synth]
- Yeah.

Hey, what about tonight?
Are we playing the festival or not?

I won't know until later.

They're gonna call me at the school.

I think we better take the gear
with us though, anyway.

We better play somewhere.

Like, Friday's instalment day
and my drums need the bread.

- When did you do this?
- Last night.

Thought we could use it for billing.

I mean, we can't be in a pop festival
and not show who we are.

Well, it shows
we're illiterate if nothing else.

That's meant, you twit.
Makes it different.

Toomorrow, you think
that's a good name for us?

Sure, I dig it. We're too much.
We're Toomorrow.

[groovy Toomorrow instrumental plays]

[vocalising]

What class are we about to miss?

- Contrapuntal phrasing.
- Mm?

And we won't miss it.
Have faith in the driver.

Are you okay, Vic?

Look, about tonight,
I've got a problem tonight.

[together] Amy.

Alright, yes, Amy.

Crisis!

What's happened?

- [together] Amy.
- She's pregnant?

Do you mind? Today's her birthday!

So what's the problem?

I promised to take her
to the ballet tonight.

- Oh, no.
- And this Roundhouse thing,

I mean, if it comes up for us.

She'll have the grooviest
freak out of the year.

Five goofs to turn her on
and a lover boy to turn her off.

But it's not Amy's thing. You know
she doesn't dig pop, she digs classical.

Now, listen, Vic,

if we get this spot tonight, it's a must.

We make the scene and I can book
a stage right through to the finals.

Just think of that bread.

Tell Amy to think of that bread.

- [groovy music]
- [vocalising]

[tyres screech]

So, relax, huh?

Listen, I'm breaking a date
with Matt tonight.

Yes, but it isn't his birthday.

- Well, Amy will understand.
- She won't.

She will, because
Livy's gonna talk to her.

I am?

Sure, woman to woman.

Six hundred chicks in this college
and he has to pick the freaky.

[upbeat music]

Ciao, Miss Muggeridge.

From my window box.
A touch of colour for the office.

Thank you.

Look, I hope you don't mind,
but there might be a call coming--

Students are not allowed calls except...

...in an emergency.
Of course, Miss Muggeridge.

This may be an emergency.

My, that's a pretty brooch
you have on there. Ciao.

Wow!

No time for wows. Come on.

[upbeat piano music plays]

Amy!

Lunch break.

♪ Happy birthday to you I

♪ Happy birthday to you I

[together] & Happy birthday, dear Amy I

♪ Happy birthday... ♪

[upbeat music]

Ahoy there, pussycats!

- Benny!
- I'm late, Fran.

Yeah, about 12 hours late.

It was great fun.

Danced with myself, paid for myself,

chatted myself up.

Gee, Fran, I'm sorry, but...
Well, I had a rehearsal.

Who got the performance?

I'll talk to you later.

The passage from Die Meistersinger

is probably the most striking example
of contrapuntal skill.

You'll observe how Wagner merges
the three main themes of his overture

into a progression of vertical chords.

And yet he never allows
this web of counterpoint

to interfere with the harmonic framework.

We can best analyse this technique

by separating the melodic shape
from the contrapuntal harmony.

So if we play theme one
only on the piano.

Mr Davies.

[plays theme one from Die Meistersinger]

And now theme two from Miss Brochard.

[plays theme two from Die Meistersinger]

[piano stops]

Good morning, Mr Thomas.

We started without you,
I hope that's alright.

Well, I'm sorry, Dr Gilmore,
it's just been one of those mornings.

Continue, please. Themes one and two.

[piano plays]

Now, listen how Wagner
built the three themes

into an harmonic combination
and progression.

[whispering inaudibly]

Telephone call for Mr Thomas.

Oh, great. Oh, thank you.
Sorry about this.

It's an emergency.

I hope she hasn't left it too late.

The successful interplay of parts,
however,

is not always as easy as Wagner
makes it appear.

Hello. Yes, this is he.

Oh, that's great! That's wild!

Yes, of course we can do eight minutes.

We have enough material for eight days.

Okay, eight minutes.

Yes, we're four and one of us is a girl.

No, nobody's in drag, it's a real girl.

Yes, sir, eight o'clock. Yes, sir.

Whoopie!

- Hello! Hello!
- [she shrieks]

Oh, I'm sorry, Miss Muggeridge.
It's just that the emergency is over.

[groovy music]

[inaudible dialogue]

I pointed out that the majority
of senior staff do no teaching at all.

Their functions are almost entirely
administrative.

And yet they control
all academic decisions.

Following your committee's decision,

we asked the principal
for 20 percent student

and 20 percent staff participation
in the governing body.

You now know his answer.

- [all] Sit-in!
- Sit-in now! Let's do it!

[all] Sit-in! Sit-in!

Sit-in! Sit-in!

Alright, cool it!

[all shouting indistinctly]

Isn't he lovely?

Let's take a final show of hands.

Against?

For?

[cheering]

Alright, alright.

Now, they'll probably try and present this

as an attempt to install anarchy
in place of authority.

So if we think we're so smart,
let's show 'em.

Let's keep public sympathy
by proving this to be wrong.

[cheering and applause]

Well?

Did you know that your ears wiggle
when you shout?

Doesn't everybody's?

Matthew.

Go on shout, let's have a look.

So, what happens now, Matt, classes go on?

No, it would only embarrass the staff,
because most of them are on our side.

Okay, let's get the gear in.

Our lunchtime rehearsal's not gonna
embarrass anyone.

Lunchtime's your time.

Canteen rota,

in case they pull the kitchen staff out.
It's in two hour shifts.

Okay, let's go.

See you later.

"Yes, Olivia,
I shall look forward to that."

Okay.

Come here, bush baby.

Now, what's your problem?

No problem. I've already been kissed
twice on the ear this morning.

Oh?

Well, that moves it round a bit.

Available supplies.

More!

Not you, you drongo!

Come here, Livy. Put the men down.

Drag Vic off Amy while I go find and Karl.

Well, at least tonight we'll have
a different kind of celebration.

A birthday sit-in.

Amy, what if tonight,
as it's a special night,

I suggested taking you
somewhere quite different.

Not the ballet?

You're right. Not the ballet.

- Hi, Amy.
- Oh, good morning, Olivia.

Can I remove your man for a while?

You may borrow him until lunch.

I'm gonna race home and pick up some bits.

We'll need blankets
and things for tonight.

Okay, Tu-Tu, canteen one o'clock.

And this time be there.

Come on, Tu-Tu, we're unloading.

[upbeat music]

[no audible dialogue]

Karl, come on, let's go to rehearsal.

Yeah, rehearsal. My hat. Right, thank you.

Er, look here, this is, er, Sylvana.
This is Benjaminny.

- Hi, Silvy, how are you?
- Hiya.

Come on, Karl, let's go.

- I'll be there in one second. One second.
- Come on.

[Karl speaking indistinctly]

Alright, baby.

Eee, toey! See ya.

[groovy music]

[no audible dialogue]

What are your views on this situation?

Oh, I don't have any views.

Well, you're obviously prepared
for a long sit-in.

Oh, I'm prepared for anything.

Well, you're all set up for a sit-in.

- Yes.
- What's in your box?

- Everything you need for a sit-in.
- Can you look this way, please?

We've got that camera on you.
Hold your box out.

Oh, hold on a minute, Harry.

Right.

Thank you very much indeed, sir.

Can I ask you a question, sir?

Oh, no, you ask him.

Tell me what's your opinion--

Oh, no, I don't have any.
Ask the man with the drum.

Excuse me.
The gentleman with the drum.

Could you give me
your opinion of the sit-in?

Who, me?

Well, is it a good thing or a bad thing?

It's a groovy thing.

Is that a good thing or a bad thing?

Groovy is always good.

Mr Thomas.

Hi, Sue... Doctor.

You asked for a paper on Palestrina's
14th-century counterpoint.

- I did?
- You did.

Oh, sure, sure. What's cooking, Sue?

- Tonight's off.
- What?!

They've called an emergency staff meeting
and I can't make it.

Oh, that.

I mean, it was gonna be a problem anyway.

Listen, I've pulled off something
really exciting for tonight.

You pulled the bird on the phone.

Right! No, no, no.

No, come on, Sue. That wasn't a chick,
it was a pop festival.

We're in it, Sue.

A group went sick
and we're the replacement.

Is that great?

It is great, Benny. Lots of luck.

And you will return the Palestrina paper,
Mr Thomas?

Of course, Dr Gilmore.

But why lunchtime?
What did we just tell Amy?

I heard that name somewhere.

No, Vic's right, Karl, he can't
stand her up for dinner and lunch.

- That's what I mean!
- At least not on her birthday.

- What's the problem?
- [together] Amy!

Why don't we start now?
There's no classes.

We might as well play a set.

I'm easy.

Hey, any of you cats mind a groove?

- [cheering]
- You got it.

[band play "Takin' Our Own Sweet Time"]

[electronic pulsing]

[Tonaliser plays funky electronic notes]

♪ Takin' our own sweet time ♪

♪ Lovin' comes easy ♪

♪ Nothin' better to do ♪

♪ Baby, just me and you ♪

♪ Takin' our own sweet time ♪

♪ People forget that they're young ♪

♪ Everything's so bad ♪

♪ Cos they don't know where it's at ♪

♪ We got the secret of life ♪

♪ In the palm of our hands ♪

♪ We don't bury our heads in the sand I

♪ And we don't make any plans ♪

♪ Takin' our own sweet time ♪

♪ Livin'is breezy ♪

♪ If you know how to slow down ♪

♪ And take a look around ♪

- J&' Brothers and sisters ♪
- J&' Brothers and sisters ♪

♪ Takin' our own sweet time ♪

♪ Lovin' comes easy ♪

♪ Nothin' better to do ♪

♪ Baby, just me and you ♪

♪ Takin' our own sweet time ♪

Hey!

♪ Why run around like a chicken ♪

♪ Without a head? ♪

♪ When you could relax in your bed I

♪ Why should we go by the clock
each and every day? I

Hey, hey!

♪ Just let your heart lead the way

♪ And think of the games we can play ♪

♪ Takin' our own sweet time ♪

♪ Lovin'is easy ♪

♪ If you know how to slow down ♪

♪ And take a look around ♪

- J&' Brothers and sisters ♪
- J&' Brothers and sisters ♪

♪ Takin' our own sweet time ♪

- ♪ Takin' our own sweet time ♪
- ♪ Lovin' comes easy ♪

♪ Nothin' better to do ♪

♪ Baby, just me and you ♪

♪ Takin' our own sweet time ♪

♪ Takin' our own sweet time ♪

♪ Takin' our own sweet time ♪

♪ Takin' ♪

- ♪ Takin' ♪
- Yeah, yeah!

♪ Takin' our own sweet time ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah I

♪ Takin' our own sweet time ♪

[cheering]

[band plays upbeat groovy music]

[instruments power down]

[students clamouring]

Oh, there's no juice.

We just overloaded the fuse, man.

Maybe just a power cut.

[Principal] It is a power cut.

I cut it.

How dare you stage an exhibition like this
in the curriculum time.

We really didn't mean
to disturb anyone, Doctor.

We thought, as there were
no more classes today...

I haven't stopped any classes, young lady.

And while this college still has rules,

I will not have them flagrantly disobeyed.

You'll kindly take all that
out of the building immediately.

If the rest of you wish to continue
your ill-advised sit-in,

from henceforth you will do it outside.

[booing]

I'm sure it's a misunderstanding, Doctor.

Then let us avoid any
misunderstanding about this, Mr Matthew.

I want every non-working student
out of this college by lunchtime.

- [booing]
- Alright, hold it!

Hold it!

And I should be most unhappy, Mr Matthew,

if this has to be accomplished by force.

[booing]

Alright!

It's no good creating,
this is our own bloody fault.

You're not seriously suggesting
we should do what the man says?

I'm suggesting
it's the smartest thing to do.

- Oh, come on!
- [all clamouring]

Otherwise, it can only put us
further in the wrong!

[students complaining]

Sit-in, sit-out, just as long
as we can do our own thing, baby.

Well, they won't let us
do it in the street.

Yeah, we've got to find
somewhere else, man.

Like, we must make
this run-through tonight.

You know, Livy,
I've never see Matt so uptight.

Oh, I have. He's on one of his ego trips.

Forgive me, may I say what a tremendous
sound you all make together.

Yes, please, you can say that
as often as you like.

No, seriously, I mean it.

After all, you lured me in off the street.

Come on.

Oh, may 1?

Thank you.

Don't drop it, for god's sake,
that's my life's work there.

I've never seen anything quite like it.

What is it? An amplifier?

Bit of amplifier, bit of synthesiser.

That little thing makes us sound
different than other groups, see.

Yes, it certainly does.

I must say,
I'd like to buy some of your records.

You may if you live long enough.
Come on, baby face.

Do you play, too?

No, I strip.

Sylvana, she's an art model.

And a very good one, I'm sure.

Hey, are you Press or TV?

Oh, nothing so romantic.
I'm an anthropologist.

Well, we all have to do something.

Of course, anthropology's my work,
but my hobby is modern music.

- Oh.
- That's our hobby, too.

[Karl] But we'd like it to be our work,

Oh, I see, you're not professionals.

- Uh-uh, just amateurs.
- [Livy] But tonight we're professionals.

Yeah, in the Roundhouse Pop Festival.

Oh, that sounds very exciting.

It won't be if we don't rehearse, man.

Look, at the risk of
sounding presumptuous,

I have quite a large conservatory,

and I'd be delighted
if you'd care to use it.

For your rehearsal, I mean.
I couldn't help overhearing your problem.

It's very kind of you, Mr Williams.

But with our noise and your neighbours...

Oh, I have no neighbours.

I live in the middle of Hampstead Heath.

I mean it. Here we are, Westheath Drive.

Very easy to find from here.
By car, 20 minutes.

Gee, this is wild of you, Mr Williams,
but I don't think--

Oh, you might be interested
in my stereo equipment.

I have a four track tape deck
with sync recording.

- A Revox?
- Yes.

So if there's anything you wish to tape...

Okay, what are we waiting for?

Well, it looks like
you bought yourself a group.

I couldn't be more delighted.

Oh, someone will have to sit on
somebody's knee, I'm afraid.

Don't worry about me,
I have my own transport.

We're not going now!

- Why not?
- Why not?

One o'clock, Livy child,
I have to be here at one o'clock.

- That's the whole point.
- Okay, Vic, you'll be here. Get in.

We'll have an hour's workout
and you'll be back, easy.

Right, up Heath Street,
turn left at the white stone pond.

- You'll find it alright.
- Sure.

- I'll see you all there. I'll go on ahead.
- Right.

- Thanks, Mr Williams.
- Hold it, Liv, where's Karl?

Okay, repeat it, what time?

- Five o'clock.
- Where?

- Your pad.
- You're grooving, baby. The address?

- Karl!
- I'm there!

- The address, Syl.
- You wrote it down.

Show me, show me.

You're gonna make me late.

A lot of the students are preparing
themselves for an all-night affair,

are you?

I guess so.

[groovy music]

[electronic pulsing]

[groovy music continues]

[electronic pulsing]

[tense music]

[electronic pulsing]

[zap]

[zap]

[shimmering]

[shimmering]

[groovy music]

[vocalising]

Oh, I do apologise, I've only just
realised the drive gates were locked.

We made it anyway.

Well, do go in, will you?

- Oh, please, allow me.
- Lovely. Thanks a lot.

Have you lived here long?

It seems like forever.

[scoffs] Can't be bad.

Please.

[Karl] Hey! Dig this, man.

It's part of my collection.

The evolution of man.

From anthropoid to Homo sapiens.

[Benny] Well, it's quite a collection.

Imagine, this cat was once around here
doing his thing.

Twelve million years ago.

It's the Neanderthal man.

But the earliest Homo sapiens
was the Java Man.

Now he only started "doing his thing"

less than 500,000 years ago.

Half a million years.

You'd think we'd have learned
some sense by now.

Where we're going, man,
we ain't gonna learn in a million.

Oh, Karl.

Strange, I was saying the same thing
only this morning.

But you came here to rehearse
not to listen to all this.

Now go straight on down,
through the lounge.

- Oh, please, may I take that for you?
- Thank you.

- Look, shall I...?
- Yes.

I'll lead the way, shall 1?

Right, you go first now, right.

Isn't it fantastic?

Good. Come along.

- Do you live in this house all alone?
- Through here.

No, no, I have a couple who look after me,
but, er, today's their day off.

Man, what a pad!

Oh, boy, look at that equipment.
If that isn't something.

You have some collectors' items here.

I just found one.
How about collecting this?

- Cor.
- [Benny] Victor!

And you're going steady.

Well, I can dream, can't I?

I dig your records, Mr Williams.

You really groove.

Hey, this is my bag, man!
Psy and the Future Sounds. Can we play it?

Please, go ahead.

Solid.

- No.
- The man said yes.

We just don't have the time.

Yeah, Vic's right, Karl.
We have a lot to do.

Yeah, right. "Vic's right," I don't care.

Maybe if Mr Williams invites us again,
sometime.

Oh, my dear, I hope we're going
to see a great deal of each other.

You take all this with you everywhere?

Doesn't everybody?

- Well, is this alright?
- It's perfect.

I thought it might be.

Man, what a place for a happening.

- This is really fantastic.
- Yeah, it's too much.

You know, you're beautiful,
doing all this for us.

On the contrary,
you four are doing a lot for me, too.

- Here we are.
- Thank you.

Now this goes on here, does it?

Yes, thanks, but, er,
it's the other way round.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Is there a power point anywhere?

A power point? Yes. Er, over there.

Behind Sextus Claudius.

Now, that is a pretty powerful
piece of stone.

Oh, that's not stone. That is Claudius.

Excavated from the ruins of Pompeii.

He's completely petrified, of course.

I know how he feels.

Well, make as much noise as you like.

You won't disturb Ramesses.

I think Mr Williams is cool.

That's because at the moment
you think Matt is uncool.

- [he chuckles]
- Ahh!

- Come on, baby. Let's get it together.
- Stop it!

[Tonaliser playing]

[electronic pulsing]

[Livy] Why don't we run
through the new one?

[Benny] Okay, let's start blowing.

[band practising song]

♪ Show me the way ♪

[Livy] That's miles too high for me.

[Tonaliser continues]

[Benny] Ah, no, we'll never
get this done in 45 minutes.

- [Livy] Sure we will.
- We got to groove it, baby.

Right.

[band playing "Happiness Valley"]

♪ Show me the way ♪

♪ To happiness valley ♪

♪ Where there's sunshine and laughter ♪

♪ Every day-ay ♪

- ♪ Show me ♪
- ♪ Show me the way ♪

♪ To happiness valley ♪

♪ Where a smile I

♪ Can chase heartbreak away ♪

[high-pitched] & Heyyy! ♪

♪ It's a place in your mind I

♪ That's not so hard to find ♪

♪ If somebody's there

♪ To cared

Jd Yeah-aah! ♪

- ♪ So show ♪
- ♪ Show me the way ♪

♪ To happiness valley ♪

♪ Cos I've never been there ♪

♪ Before ♪

♪ Just gimme the love I've been ♪

♪ Dreamin' of ♪

♪ And you'll open up the door ♪

♪ To happiness valley ♪

♪ Forever more ♪

Hey!

- ♪ Show me ♪
- ♪ Show me the way ♪

♪ To happiness valley ♪

♪ Cos I've never been there ♪

♪ Before ♪

♪ Just gimme the love I've been ♪

♪ Dreamin' of ♪

♪ And you'll open up the door ♪

♪ To happiness valley ♪

♪ Forever more ♪

♪ Show me the way ♪

♪ Hey, hey, hey! ♪

♪ Show me the way ♪

♪ Hey, hey, hey! ♪

Overall balance isn't bad, but...

Yeah. You know
when we get to the end.

- ♪ Open up the door ♪
- [plays Tonaliser]

I think we could...
With a bit more harmony.

[Benny] Yeah, we could use
a little bit of harmony.

[Karl] Mmm.

Also give you more drive, too.

No, but I can dig it. I can dig it solid.

Hello! I told you we were loud.

Yes, I'm amazed that such a small
amplifier can produce so much sound.

Oh, he's a clever boy, our Vic!

Look, I don't want to break this up,

but if you're supposed to be
back by one o'clock.

- One?
- One o'clock!

- Hey!
- Come on!

There we are.
Does this belong to that?

Ta-ra!

[tense music]

Thank you!

Do come again.

Watch it!

[whirring]

[high-pitched pulse]

[funky jazz music]

[high-pitched pulse]

Man, what a trip.

Hey, is everybody alright?

Livy?

I'm alright, but I'm scared.

Don't worry, honey, we're with you.

We're with you, but where are we?
What is this?

[Karl] Looks like we're up in space, man.

This can't be real,
this sort of thing doesn't happen.

[Livy] Maybe it's a dream.

Well, if it is, then we're all in it.

[high-pitched pulse]

Hold it, we've got things.

Please, do not be alarmed.

Nothing will harm you.

We are here to offer you
galactic greetings.

You are now being adjusted
to our atmosphere.

After you have been adjusted
and cleansed of Earth germs,

you will be free to join us.

[electronic pulsing]

Hey, dig that walk.

Now, that is really wild.

But where are we?

In an outvoid spacecraft
orbiting your planet.

For the moment, please stand quite still.

You're about to leave
the adjustment chambers.

[bubbly electronic blipping]

[shimmering]

[electronic pulsing]

Cor, take a look at that view.

Take a look,
but don't fall out of there, man.

I will repeat my assurance,
you are all quite safe.

Indeed, you're much safer up here
then you have ever been down there.

But why?

I mean, what are we doing
up here in space?

I'm impressed by your acceptance of
the fact that you are up here in space.

We have to accept it, man,
like, where else are we?

The logic of youth.

It is probably our only contact
with your planet.

Our civilisation is old,

but is directed by minds that are young.

Your civilisation is young,
but is controlled by minds that are old.

Which is why we have never revealed
our existence to your species.

So why make us the exception?

Because you generate certain vibrations
in your music.

And we need to study them.

You must be joking.

- We also employ vibrations.
- [whirring]

Ours, however,
are mathematically selected.

What you would call computerised.

Certain permutations to relax the mind,

others to stimulate the body.

Music by computer?

But we are becoming immune
to these vibrations.

Then you just have to
change your computer, man.

Now wait a minute, Karl, wait a minute.
This is interesting.

I've never heard
computerised music before.

Me neither, what's it like?

[Benny] Could you play us a few bars?

[low electronic hum]

[high-pitched electronic pulse]

[electronic pulsing]

[Karl] Hey.

That's a great trick.

Could you do it again slowly?

Where did it come from?

From an energy field.

We learned to use energy
just as you use air for breathing.

Can anyone do it?

Regrettably,
you're not attuned to such fields.

Well, do your things for us, ghosters.

Permutate those vibrations.

[chaotic electronic music plays]

Real spooky, isn't it?

Is that meant to stimulate or relax?

Those vibrations are stimulants.

Look, man, music's my bag, see?

I dig upbeats, downbeats,

fugues, frogs, even dig classical,
but that,

that wouldn't stimulate a drunken zombie.

Karl!

What do you want me to do? Put the guy on?

How do you turn it off?

[noises stops]

Please don't think that we're...
we're putting it down.

It's just that to us, well, we're used to
music with some... some shape.

Yes, there's nothing wrong
with electronics.

Used right they can really turn you on.

But they got to have beat, man.

An emotion and heart.

Right. You're grooving.

[alien] That is why you are here.

You have managed to combine these elements
with an electronic mode of expression

to which we respond.

Huh?

We wish to study, learn
and analyse these elements.

You mean, you want us to--

Hey, that's out of this world.

Us teaching people from outer space.

It's the only thing planet Earth
can teach us.

The vibrations of youth.

Yes, but we couldn't make them anyway
without our gear.

[zap]

Wow! He's a real gas at this.

Hey, if my drums
have been bumped around...

Like, I'm still paying
for those skins, man.

You have our assurance
that nothing has been damaged.

Now, look, we'd like to help you,

but, well, you see,
we're just music students.

Sure, we have a lot of work
and things to do.

Maybe if you brought us up next vacation?

Unfortunately, our needs are immediate.

Galactic Control is awaiting your arrival.

Would you take that last bit again,
please?

It is to be hoped you would not object
to returning with us,

that you may teach our civilisation
how to rejuvenate itself.

Now, wait a minute.

Blimey, is that us?

That is your planet, yes.

And it is now 200,000 Earth miles away.

Look, you can't just highjack
people like this.

You will all be returned safe and unharmed
when your work is completed.

But I could be 2,000 years old by then.

Space, you will learn, is ageless.

But that's not the point.
What about our work down there?

Sure, what about our work?

Look, it may seem strange to you, man,

but I just don't dig
doing my thing in space.

- Right.
- We've got lives to get on with.

Sure, what about our lives?

Amy! Oh, my God!

You have my assurance that nothing
will have changed when you return.

But we don't want to return!

- [together] We do!
- I mean, we don't want to go.

Look, sir, mister,

our music won't be
any good to you up there.

We won't be able to cure anything.

You just can't switch on feeling,
heart or emotion.

It comes through the people you play to.

You turn on together.

Don't you understand?

We're no good without the environment.

Anything you need will be arranged.

We need to go back to Earth. Arrange that.

Flight trajectory cannot be
altered from here.

We are pre-programmed to reach
Galactic Control in your time

at one minute past tomorrow.

He's not receiving you, Karl.

There's thousands of groups down there,
why pick us?

Because none of them
invented the Tonaliser.

Don't you things ever sit down?

[zap]

[alien] I hope you are now
ready to cooperate.

May we prepare your bodies first?

For what?

The human body must be covered.

Without elfoid skins you cannot exist
in our aerosphere.

In deference to your humanoid custom,

shall we take the lady first?

Please, do not be alarmed.

Hey!

You keep your hands off her.

[whirring]

- [Karl] Get up, man, move it!
- [Benny] Quick, Livy, run!

[tense music]

[electronic pulsing]

[electronic pulsing]

[electronic pulsing]

[high-pitched electronic pulse]

[zapping]

[electronic droning]

[Vic] Well, anyone got any ideas?

[Karl] Yes, just find the radio, man.

[Benny] Radio won't help us.

[Karl] Sure, we call Houston, Texas,
and say what do we do now, man?

The module will be re-docked.

Earth Observer questions
the wisdom of this decision.

The humanoid problem still remains.

Their inability to produce
the required sound elements

outside their own environment.

Agreed.

Therefore the right environment
must be ready

for immediate ascent on our next orbit.

The right environment can only be
of their own choosing.

They will be asked to choose.

They have already chosen.

At 20 hours, Earth time,

they would have been
playing to 1,000 humanoids

at a festival of patterned,
popular vibrations.

This observer suggests they be allowed
to return to Earth

to complete this function.

And when they and their environment
reach the moment of fusion...

We elevate the entire festival
into orbit.

Agreed.

Prepare the module for re-entry to Earth.

- ["Goin' Back" by Toomorrow plays]
- ♪ I wanna go back I

♪ Goin' back ♪

♪ To the sweetest of old days ♪

- ♪ Goin' back ♪
- ♪ Goin' back ♪

♪ To that cheerful little place ♪

- ♪ Goin' back ♪
- ♪ Goin' back ♪

♪ Back through time ♪

♪ Back through space ♪

♪ Goin' back ♪

♪ Do you remember when we had such fun? ♪

♪ Playin' all those happy games
in the sun ♪

♪ We didn't have foo much to think about ♪

♪ All our problems
had a way of working out ♪

- ♪ I wanna go back I
- ♪ Goin' back ♪

[children's vocals join in]
♪ To the sweet and simple daysd

♪ Goin' back ♪

♪ Goin' back ♪

♪ To that cheerful little place ♪

♪ Goin' back ♪

♪ Goin' back ♪

♪ Back through time ♪

♪ Back through space ♪

♪ Goin' back ♪

♪ Everything was rosy way back then ♪

♪ Oh, come on,
let's make it happen again I

♪ I wanna go back ♪

♪ Going back to the sweet
and simple days ♪

- ♪ Goin' back ♪
- ♪ Goin' back ♪

♪ To that cheerful little place ♪

- ♪ Goin' back ♪
- ♪ Goin' back ♪

♪ Back through time ♪

♪ Back through space ♪

♪ Goin' back ♪

- ♪ I'm goin' back ♪
- ♪ Goin' back ♪

♪ I'm goin' back I

♪ I'm goin' back I
- ♪ Goin' back ♪

♪ I'm goin' back I
- ♪ Goin' back ♪

♪ I'm goin' back I
- ♪ Goin' back ♪

- ♪ Yeah, yeah ♪
- ♪ Goin' back ♪

♪ I'm goin' back I
- ♪ Goin' back ♪

[zapping]

[birds chirping]

[knocking]

Do you think they took him, too?

Why would they need an anthropologist?

Like, why would they need my drums?

- Oh!
- That's right, we've got no instruments.

We might not even have a car.

- Oh, no!
- You're kidding.

Well, hello.

Mr Williams!

Boy, am I glad to see you.

Well, what did you do?

Forget them?

- Forget what?
- Your instruments.

I found them out here on the lawn
after you'd gone,

so I took them into the hall for safety.

- Oh, thank heavens for that.
- Groovy.

We didn't forget them, Mr Williams, we--

No! Hold it, Livy. He won't believe us
any more than the others.

Everyone's gonna think
we're a bunch of nutters.

And I'm getting ready to believe them.

[Williams] Do come in, please.

I think you'll find everything's here.

But what I don't understand is...

Mr Williams, this might sound like
a stupid question,

but when did you find these?

Well, just after you left. What was it?
Quarter of an hour ago.

But we left about 12:30.

Mm-hm. That's right.

12:45. It can't only be 12:45.

12:48, to be precise.

Oh, by the way, I took great care
of your Tonaliser. I hope it's alright.

- Yes.
- I still don't get it.

- To start with--
- Livy!

No, I won't be shushed!

How could all of this have
happened in 15 minutes.

Well, I must admit, it was a good deal
heavier than I had anticipated.

Especially the organ.

Well, that's that. You'll just
have to find a replacement.

- For what?
- Me. Tonight.

You can use Frank. He swings.

Are you kidding?
He couldn't even swing a hammock.

[Benny] Vic, are you serious?

[Vic] I'm sorry, kids, I really am.
You said it yourself, Liv.

If I don't take her for lunch,
I'll just have to take her to dinner.

Alright, but why can't she eat later?

Because of her ballet.
She needs 12 hours sleep.

Mmm. When you had Amy trouble
you just clubbed her, huh, man?

- Listen, once again, it's her birthday.
- Victor.

- This is our biggest job.
- Listen, Benny.

Finding another job's easy.

Finding another girl isn't.

We don't all have your pulling power,
you know.

Look, it can't be all that late now.
You can still take her to lunch.

By the time we stow the gear away
and everything.

- Don't stow it, we will.
- You mean that?

Yeah, just get your can into a cab
and move it, man.

Go on, shoo! Shoo!

Sorry about all this.

Well, I'm sorry for your friend.

I gather he's suffering from mal d'amour.

He's just lovesick, man.

[Livy] Poor Vic.
He's hooked on the wrong girl.

Oh, she's very nice,
but they'll never be compatible.

Well, what Vic needs is a groovy girl
that digs big beat.

And Amy doesn't "dig big beat"?

Uh-uh, Swan Lake.

The sad thing is,
Vic could dig Swan Lake, too.

But she just won't let him swing it, man.

It'll take a couple of trips this time.
Organ gear and guitars first, Karl.

Look, it'll be a great deal easier
if I open the drive gates.

Then you can drive your car
right down to that corner.

- Oh, great, I'll go and get it.
- You must think me a very bad host.

The least I can do is
offer you a parting drink.

No, you've done enough for us already.

Just open the gates
and we'll get out of your hair.

There's one thing I'd like, Mr Williams.

- That is, if you don't mind?
- What?

A quick listen to
Psy and The Future Sounds.

Go ahead. I'm sure you know
how the machine works.

Solid!

[Livy laughs]

- Solid?
- Solid.

I was wondering about your friend Vic.

What happens if he isn't with you tonight?

Oh, we'll get by.

But it won't be the same,
not without Vic on the organ.

And the Tonaliser.

He might still make it. We'll just
have to keep our fingers crossed.

Well, perhaps we can think of some way
of making him change his mind.

Uh-huh.

Mr Williams.

Yes.

May I ask you a personal question?

Go ahead.

Now, you've been around a long time.
I don't mean that to sound rude.

Oh, no, it wasn't rude.
It happens to be true.

Well, do you believe
there are other people in space?

Shall we say,

I see no reason why there shouldn't be.

And if somebody told you

that they'd been up in a spacecraft
from another planet,

would you think they were nutters?

Would you?

No. No, I wouldn't.

Well, that means you have
a healthy, open mind.

[Benny] Olivia. Livy, come here quick!

Excuse me.

- It's on the radio.
- What is?

[newscaster] And so for
the London College of Arts

it's back to normal again.

This sudden reversal of decision
by the principal and governing board

is said to be due in no small measure

to the persuasiveness of
25-year-old Matt Matthew,

leader of the Student Action Committee.

Matt! That's my fella.

Senior members of the administration

strongly deny that the trouble
was caused through lack of...

Man, this is a busy day.

Let's hope it will be a lucky one, too.

We'll tell you about that
after tonight's Roundhouse.

- Yeah.
- Oh, yes, I'm looking forward to that.

Are you coming?

I shall be there. If I can get a ticket.

We'll get you a ticket. Benny?

Well, I'll try, but most of these shows
are sold out weeks ahead.

He can come as our road manager!

Great idea. Okay?

Okay, what do I have to do?

- As a road manager?
- Mm-hmm.

Nothing.

Hey, we ought to get back,
there'll be classes.

Classes, yes, right.

Thanks for everything!

Meet you outside the college.

Seven o'clock sharp, right?

Right.

[door shuts]

[tense music]

Required, one Earth female.

Generously proportioned.

Long, blonde fur.

Immediate delivery.

[zapping]

[high-pitched pulse]

[comedic music]

[male voice] You asked for me?

Yes.

I should have asked for clothes, too.

I was not instructed.

And whilst you are down here
you will use the voice of an Earth female.

Do you understand?

[female voice]
Yes, I understand.

[tense music]

[whirring]

Your name will be Johnson.

Stand up, please, Johnson.

[electronic zap]

[electronic zap]

Whilst you're down here, Johnson,
you will wear clothes at all times.

Oh, except perhaps in certain
circumstances connected with your mission.

I was not instructed on my mission.

It is to meet, charm, arouse
and, if necessary, seduce

a male humanoid known as Vic Cooper.

Vicooper.

Uh-uh. Vic Cooper.

Vicooper.

What is seduce?

It's one of the few humanoid procedures
in which they've found words superfluous.

I have not been instructed on seduce.

In that case we must arrange
what is known as a "crash course".

[piano playing in the distance]

Victor.

Tu-Tu, you're not mad about lunch?

No, not anymore.

When I tell you the reason...

You don't have to, Victor.
I'm sure you've as good a reason as ever.

Better! No, I don't mean
better in that sense.

I know, I heard. You all went off
to rehearse somewhere.

But that wasn't why I was late.

Victor, you have a perfect right to
do what you like when you like.

And that's what you should do.
Starting this evening.

What's all that mean?

Frangoise's throwing a party
for me tonight. Isn't that sweet of her?

- A party?
- Yes. It's my birthday, you know.

Of course I know.

I just thought I'd tell you so you
wouldn't be waiting around for me.

- [piano starts again]
- I must go.

Amy, what's all this acid?

I'm not acid, Victor.

I'm very fond of you and always shall be.

But we're just not compatible.

We're talking about music,
is that what you mean? My music?

There's room for all kinds of music, Amy.

Yes, but that doesn't mean that
I have to keep playing second fiddle

to a bloody Tonaliser!

You've been a great help.

♪ Show me the way ♪

Whatever happened to lunch, man?

Kind of slipped by, didn't it?

Well, I'm gonna get me a meal.

- Okay.
- Alright.

You do that once more and I'll...!

- Matt!
- Mr Matt, please.

I've been invited to sit on
the administration board.

- No!
- By the Governor, no less. Start tomorrow.

Well, give us a kiss, then.

That's great, Matt.

- We'll make tonight a double celebration.
- Hmm?

We're playing at the Roundhouse,
how about that?

Bush baby!

Miss Bush Baby, please.

- What time?
- Eight o'clock.

I'll try my damnedest to make it.

You'll try to make it?

There's a staff meeting at seven o'clock.

Oh, of course!
Well, you mustn't miss that!

You sound just like Amy.

Thank you!

And talking of Amy.

What's so funny?

Me and Amy have had it.

Is that good or bad?

I just don't understand you women.
You don't behave like men.

Well, look, I know a couple--

Listen, I'll make a deal with you.

I'll promise to smooth things
over with Amy,

you promise to play tonight.

The way I feel now
you'd be better off without me.

I'll tell you what to do.

You go home and have
a nice, long, hot bath.

It's the best relaxer I know.
Just let your mind go blank.

It already has.

So, what have you got to lose, Vic?

- Deal?
- Deal.

Deal.

Susan?

And suddenly came the dawn.

Oh, hi, Fran.

You two are having it off, aren't you?

Fran, for Pete's sakes.

Talk to you later, the man said.

Well, listen, I was going to, but...

Well, I got tied up with
something rather unusual.

It would only be unusual
if it wasn't the usual.

Look, Fran, why don't you
meet me at the pad at 5:30

and I'll try and get you
some tickets for tonight?

- You know something?
- What?

I like you, you old stinker,
in spite of yourself.

Not in the corridors, please.

Don't worry, probably put your stock up.

Fran, please!

[knocking]

Yes.

Come in, Benjamin.

Susan, don't call me Benjamin.

Tell me, what do you want to be
when you grow up?

It was just an impulsive gesture
on her part.

I got her some tickets for this evening.

Is she on the bed wagon, too?

Now, Susie, don't be that way.

Listen, I have so many things to tell you.

Sorry, confession will have to be later.

To start with I want you to be
my guest at the Roundhouse.

Why, is it harem night?

Intuition tells me you'd rather I left.

And don't slam the door, Benjamin.

Hiya, Fran, are your classes over?

Classical's still at it, but if you're off
to chat up Amy, forget it.

Look, this morning
really wasn't Vic's fault.

Oh, it's not the no lunch
that's bugging her,

it's the no birthday card,
no pressie, no nothing.

Not even a bloody buttercup.

He's got a lot on his mind, Fran.
He just forgot.

All men are stinkers, love.

Some just stink more than others.

[upbeat music]

Having a good meal?

Huh?

[woman laughing]

[laughter continues]

[laughter continues]

Oh, Johnson, I know that
this form of stimulation

has long ceased to exist on our planet.

On this one they still
take it very seriously.

[knocking]

Who is it?

[door opens]

[footsteps]

- [woman] Vic Cooper?
- Yes.

Cor, stone me!

I'm Johnson.

Okay, but you just can't
walk into someone's room like this.

They might be in the bath or something.

Vic Cooper.

That's right. Get me that.

Vic Cooper.

You're known as Vic Cooper.

Yes, and just don't stand there
looking at me like that.

It's embarrassing.

Now, what do you want?

[giggles]

[French accent]
You have my respect.

What more do you want?

Cor!

[giggles]

Mmm.

Alright, that's enough. Turn it up.

Now, look, Johnson, Miss Johnson,

what's all this in aid of?
What are you doing here anyway?

I have come to charm you.

Arouse you.

And, if necessary...

Oh, I've forgotten the word.

Oh, well, that explains everything.

You've got the wrong room, love.

One floor down, Benny Thomas,
that's who you want, not Vic Cooper.

I want Vic Cooper.

Do you?

Do you know what else I dig?

You do?

I dig...

big beat.

Me, too.

I also dig you.

Me, too.

Cor!

What's the matter?

Does that really stimulate you?

What? Doesn't it you?

Let's try some of the others.

[knocking]

Victor.

Victor. It's Amy.

Amy! Just getting out the bath.

Won't be a moment.

Amy, what a wonderful surprise.

- Oh, I had to come, Victor.
- Oh, Tu-Tu.

Victor, I behaved like
a horrible, spoilt child.

- We're going downstairs.
- We are?

Victor, I think we ought to sit down
and have a really heart to heart.

[Benny] Olivia.

- Are you in?
- [Vic] Benny!

Oh, hi, Amy.

Hi.

You're a real slob.

Who, me?

Look at that innocent face.

You're always leaving your junk
about in my pad.

Amy and I can't even sit down.

Oh, I'm sorry, Amy.

Okay, so while you straighten things out,
we'll use your room.

Yeah, sure, sure.

Wow.

Hello, Vic Cooper.

Hello. Except that I'm not--

Come on. We were gonna
try some of the others.

Some of what others?

Stimulants.

Okay, but...

Well, first I think I ought to tell you
that I'm not Vic Cooper.

- You're not?
- No, I'm not.

What's so funny, huh?

You all look alike to me.

Well, we shouldn't let a little thing
like that stand in the way.

Isn't Benny back yet?

Yes, he's in Vic's room.

Why? Have you got a bigger bed?

- Yes, but...
- Victor, darling.

Olivia's told me how you were
going to give up tonight,

just for my sake.

- She shouldn't have done that.
- Yes, she should.

And you're not to do anything of the sort.

Of course you must play.

I realise it's only a way
of making some extra pennies.

[scoffs] It's more than that, Amy.

[smashing, crashing]

How many women do you run?

- l tell you, Fran...
- What are you, some kind of sex maniac?

I've never even see this girl in my life!

Then you are a sex maniac!

Hold on, Fran, don't throw that!

[crockery smashing]

Revolution?

[smashing and banging]

What gives, man?

Everything and it's in there.

Listen here, Benny Thomas,
I'm sick and tired...

Why do you keep leaving me, Vic Cooper?

Vic who?

I'm all for integration, babe,
but not with my cat.

[all arguing]

Benny!

[arguing continues]

Benny!

Karl! Vic!

[wolf whistles]

They've locked up the college.

- Done what?
- Who locked it?

The administration.
They're having a sit-in now.

About what?

Who cares what, our gears still in there.

- You can't get in!
- There must be a way.

[all clamouring]

[upbeat music]

[vocalising]

♪ Oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh ♪

[Benny] "No person may enter without
the authority of the chief executive,

town clerk, chief education officer
or the principal."

Well, that's great. By the time
we've found any of those...

Hey, the old man's still in there.

Having a shouting match
with some of his staff.

If you're hoping to get in, forget it.

We don't want to get in, man,
like, we want to get our gear out.

- Well, you can forget that, too.
- Where's Matt? I'm sure he could fix this.

Matt's trying to talk some sense into
the chairman of the board of governors.

Right. It's over the railings
and pray for an open window.

Oh, sure.
Why don't we ask the cop to help?

The cop won't see us,
because Livy's gonna chat him up.

- [Karl] Right!
- And a Merry Christmas to you, too.

Livy, honey, it's our only chance
if we want to make it tonight.

Start moving, babe, here he comes.

I've never chatted up a policeman.

Vic, in the car, quick.

But I'm coming with you.

Like that? You'll get done
for indecent exposure.

[gasps]

Hello.

Hello!

Hello.

Do you know anything about cars?

Cars? Alittle.

What's the trouble?

Would you have a look at mine, please?

Stand by.

Oh.

Well, I know how to open that.

Does that look right to you?

Well, what seems to be wrong?

I don't know.

[clock bell ringing]

- Could be a loose lead.
- Oh, it could?

- Good evening.
- Hi.

Try that.

Vic.

[engine rumbles]

Oh, aren't you clever?

[tense music]

[elegant music]

[intriguing music]

We're in.

Get the car to the main entrance
and be ready when I call you.

You're groovy, man.

[both mouthing]

Are you out of your mind?

Susan, listen, I need your help.

If we get caught in here.

Susan, listen, we're due
at the Roundhouse in half an hour.

All our gear's in the assembly hall.
Honey, I need your help to get it out.

You are mad.

For me, Susie.

Don't try and sex me up, Benny Thomas.

Susan, do you know
what tonight means to us?

Do you know what my job means to me?

And I can't afford to lose it, Benny,
however much I'd like to help.

Yeah, you're right,
it's not fair to involve you.

Now, look, ring the night bell.

Explain the situation.

Wait, wait, I have a better idea.

Look, you haven't seen me,
I'm not here, right.

Just stay put and know nothing.

Benny!

[intriguing music]

[she gasps]
Benny, what are you playing at?

You are a naughty girl.
You promised you'd stay in your room.

I promised nothing of...

Relax, Susan, relax.

How can I relax with you
creeping around like...

It's not creeping, it's all fixed.

- The instruments?
- Sure. The panic's over.

How did you fix it so quickly?

I'm a fast worker.

I don't want a biography.

Susan, you're not usually this uptight.

I'm not usually pinned to a wall
in reception.

Oh, can I help it, honey...

if you turn me on.

[cymbal crashes]

Hello!

It was for your sake, Susan.

What you don't know
can't get you into trouble.

So, I turn you on, do 1?

You know you do.

[Amy] Here, Vic! Vic!

- [Vic] Good old Amy, you got my clothes!
- [Karl] Come on, baby! Come on!

[Amy panting]

Quick! Here!

[Karl] In? Hit it!

[engine revs]

Oh, you must be Dr Gilmore.

Yes, I am.

- Susan?
- Yes.

Do you know, you're just as attractive
as he said you were.

Benny, I mean.

What a great pleasure it is to meet you.

Everything alright, miss?

Yes.

Yes. Better than I thought.

[upbeat music]

[high-pitched pulse]

[excited chatter]

[blipping]

Johnson, you must not travel our way
unless you are told.

Did I do alright?

Did Vic dig that I dug?

[squeals]

Vic Cooper!

Hello.

I'm with Ben Thomas of
the Toomorrow group.

Not here yet.

But I thought they were due on in...

Ten minutes.
Yes, I'd say they've had it.

Oh, sorry, love.

Now, we must keep this clear, dear.

I've got them coming in and out,
up and down all the time. I can't...

No, no! Not allowed.

Performers only through there, dear.

Do you perform?

Frequently.

I'm their road manager.

Oh.

[Karl] Hey.

- [Johnson] Hello.
- Hey.

[together] Johnson.

I know you can't all be Vic Cooper.

Move it, boys, we're on!

- Toomorrow.
- You're not gonna make it, are you?

Hey! Just a minute.

There's only supposed to be four of you.

Mr Williams is our road manager.

But she just went in?

- She?
- That was our assistant road manager, man.

Then Amy's her assistant and...

She's mine.

[band playing psychedelic music]

[crowd cheering]

[indistinct chattering]

Where do I change?

- Behind the cart, over there.
- Thanks.

[compere] Come back! Come back!

Sam Apple Pie, ladies and gentlemen,
Sam Apple Pie, right there.

Alright!

All the news I've brought you tonight,
my friends, has been good news, yeah?

[cheering]

Now, in the pop business,
things can get very hectic,

and sometimes somebody gets ill,

and that is what has happened
to Ricky of Compos Mentis.

- [crowd booing]
- But in their place,

you are gonna see the first ever
professional appearance of a new group!

You're gonna see a new group
with a new sound!

Sounds for tomorrow
produced by a group called Toomorrow!

Yes?

I'm with Karl Chambers,
the Toomorrow group.

I suppose you're his road manager?

No, I'm his number one chick.

Oh.

So, fans, we're now gonna
get some action going here,

because the group is already
waiting in the wings.

Here they are, three guys,

one beautiful dolly that all gentlemen
are gonna want for Christmas.

Toomorrow! Toomorrow now!

[cheering and applause]

Rather have breakfast with her
than you, mate.

Go, Karl, baby! Go, Karl!

One, two, three, four.

[band plays "If You Can't Be Hurt"]

♪ If you can't be hurt ♪

♪ You can't be happy

♪ How you gonna laugh if you can't cry? ♪

♪ If you can't be hurt ♪

♪ You can't be happy

♪ You can't be happy unless you try ♪

♪ Life is a gamble, it's true ♪

♪ For every highway
there's a rocky road too ♪

♪ And you're gonna stub your toe

♪ Somewhere down the line ♪

♪ Yeah! ♪

- [vocalising]
- ♪ But chalk it up to living ♪

♪ If you can take
what this life is giving ♪

♪ That's a very good sign, yeah I

♪ If you can't be hurt ♪

♪ You can't be happy

♪ How you gonna laugh if you can't cry? ♪

♪ If you can't be hurt ♪

♪ You can't be happy

♪ You can't be happy unless you try ♪

[crowd screaming]

♪ Hey, if you can't be hurt ♪

- ♪ Hurt!
- ♪ Hey! ♪

♪ You can't be happy

- ♪ How you gonna laugh ♪
- ♪ Laugh! I

♪ If you can't cry? ♪

- You can't be hurts
- ♪ Hurt! ♪

- ♪ Hey! I
- ♪ You can't be happy ♪

♪ You can't be happy unless you try ♪

[cheering]

Hey, that's new, the groove!

♪ Baby, I know you've been beat ♪

♪ You've had too much bitter
and not enough sweet ♪

♪ But if you try love with me ♪

♪ Maybe you'll be glad ♪

♪ It's up to you to choose now ♪

♪ If you want a chance
to win or lose now ♪

- ♪ Don't you play the game scared ♪
- ; Yeah! J ♪

- ♪ If you can't be hurt ♪
- ♪ Hurt! ♪

♪ You can't be happy

- ♪ How you gonna laugh ♪
- ♪ Laugh! I

♪ If you can't cry? ♪

- ♪ If you can't be hurt ♪
- ♪ Hurt! ♪

♪ You can't be happy

♪ You can't be happy unless you try ♪

[wild cheering]

[Karl] Hey, let's groove it, baby,
groove it!

Come on!

[clapping along to the beat]

- ♪ If you can't be hurt ♪
- ♪ Hurt! ♪

- ♪ Hey! I
- ♪ You can't be happy ♪

- ♪ How you gonna laugh ♪
- ♪ Laugh! I

♪ If you can't cry? ♪

♪ If you can't be hurt ♪
- ♪ Hurt! ♪

♪ You can't be happy

♪ You can't be happy unless you try ♪

- ♪ If you can't be hurt ♪
- ♪ Hurt! ♪

♪ You can't be happy

- ♪ How you gonna laugh ♪
- ♪ Laugh! I

♪ If you can't cry? ♪

- ♪ If you can't be hurt ♪
- ♪ Hurt! ♪

- ♪ Hey! I
♪ You can't be happy

♪ You can't be happy unless you try ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah! ♪

♪ You can't be happy

- ♪ How you gonna laugh ♪
- ♪ Laugh! I

♪ If you can't cry? ♪

- You can't be hurts
- ♪ Hurt! ♪

♪ You can't be happy

♪ You can't be happy unless you try ♪

- ♪ Cos if you can't be hurt ♪
- ♪ Hurt! ♪

- ♪ Hey! I
♪ You can't be happy

- [cheering]
♪ How you gonna laugh ♪

♪ If you can't cry? ♪

- ♪ If you can't be hurt ♪
- ♪ Hurt! ♪

- ♪ Hey! I
- ♪ You can't be happy ♪

♪ Happy unless you try ♪

- ♪ If you can't be hurt ♪
- ♪ Hurt! ♪

♪ You can't be happy

- ♪ How you gonna laugh ♪
- ♪ Laugh! I

♪ If you can't cry? ♪

♪ You can't be hurt, yeah, yeah J ♪
- ♪ Hurt! ♪

♪ You can't be happy

♪ Happy unless you try ♪

- ♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
- ♪ Hurt! ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

- ♪ If you can't be hurt ♪
- ♪ Hurt! ♪

- ♪ Hey! I
- ♪ You can't be happy ♪

♪ Happy unless you try ♪

- ♪ If you can't be hurt ♪
- ♪ Hurt! ♪

♪ You can't be happy

- ♪ How you gonna laugh ♪
- Laugh! ♪

♪ If you can't cry? ♪

- ♪ If you can't be hurt ♪
- ♪ Hurt! ♪

♪ Yeah! I
♪ You can't be happy

♪ Happy unless you try ♪

[alarm clock ringing]

[slow, jazzy music plays on radio]

Hey, I had a really weird dream
last night.

How do I look, girls? [blows kiss]

Oh, they're yours!

Mine? They were lying right here, man.

Yeah, I found them when I got up.
I know they're not Amy's.

Your secret's safe with me, Victor.

There's no secret.
It's just a bloody mystery.

Did you fix your tweety box, man?

Yes, so don't unfix it,
it's not a tweety box, it's a Tonaliser.

Okay, so tonalise me, man. Tonalise me.

- ["Toomorrow" by Toomorrow plays]
- ♪ And forever ♪

♪ There'll be a new world ♪

♪ Where all our dreams come true ♪

♪ Toomorrow ♪

♪ Toomorrow ♪

♪ Toomorrow ♪

♪ With you ♪

♪ Toomorrow ♪

♪ Toomorrow ♪