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Don't you just love
these long rainy afternoons

in New Orleans
when an hour isn't just an hour

but a little piece of eternity
dropped into your hands

and who knows what to do with it?

You, er, didn't get wet in the rain?

Perhaps you stepped
inside the drugstore.

I just don't think
it's the kind of thing

our children should be exposed to.

As teachers we should protect
our children from many things.

Great art isn't one of them.
Now sit down.

You're embarrassing
your daughter. Come on.

Stella! Stella!

She ain't coming down. So you quit.

Stella!
I've been on to you from the start.

Not once did you pull
any wool over this boy's eyes.

You come in here and sprinkle
the place with powder...

What you are talking
about is brutal desire.

Just Desire. The name of
that rattle-trap streetcar

that bangs through the Quarter,

up one old narrow
street and down another.

We've seen quite enough.
Oh!

How is it for you,
Mrs Griffiths, huh,

living in blissful ignorance?

Is it better or worse
than quiet desperation?

I don't want realism. I want magic.
Goodnight, mother.

Yes, magic.
I try to give that to people.

Whoever you are,

I have always depended
on the kindness of strangers.

What was that for?

I'm really nervous.

Focus.

Breathe.

Mean what you say.

Have you had enough now?
Come on then.

The sets are looking lovely, David.

Oh, thank you, Mrs Jones.
We're proud of those.

And when you finally get around
to building my extension,

I expect the same high standards.
Well, I'm not going to make

any promises but, for you,
I'll try my very best. All right?

You must be so busy, Mayor Jenkins.
Ohhh!

It's fantastic.
Fair play to you to take the time

to come and encourage the children.

Wasn't she the best thing in it?
Oh, definitely.

You look dead on your feet. I am,
Mam. Oppressing people is hard work.

We'll head home shortly.
Mm! Mm!-mm!

Can we go home soon? Yes, I said
we will. OK. We'll go home shortly.

Mr Morgan.
I'll see you again. Bye-bye now.

Mr Morgan, did you enjoy the show?

Oh, very much, yes. Who was the boy
who played Caiaphas the high priest?

Oh, that's Nick.
He was a real handful

when he first came to the club.
He's had a real tough time of it.

You know, his dad,
he was in jail for burglary.

Yeah.
And his mum likes her drink.

But he never missed a rehearsal.

I'm sure you'd have liked something
a bit grittier than Lloyd Webber.

I don't want realism. I want magic.

Hm? I remember that line
from Streetcar. Yeah.

I remember you putting
Vivien Leigh to shame. Stop it.

Well...
You come for dinner one night.

I'd like that. Would you? Do you
know, I was watching the faces

of the children when
they were performing.

They were transported.

Huh? They believe in magic.
It was fabulous, wasn't it?

Oh, here's David now.
Hiya, Mr Morgan. Are you all right?

Yeah, grand.
I was just telling your wife,

- she should be very proud of herself.
- Yeah.

Anyway. I'll be off. See you both
soon, all right? Nos da. Nos da.

I'll push off. I've got to be at
work in four hours. I know but...

Mark!

Oh! Hi, Mr Morgan.
That was wonderful, wasn't it, eh?

Oh, thank you. Did you enjoy it?
Oi! I enjoyed every... Jesus!

Oh! Your mam's calling you. All
right. Good to see you, Mr Morgan.

Peace be with you.

You can drop the
Stanislavski method now. Mm-hm!

What are you drinking, Mam?
Can I have one?

Nom you bloody well can't,
it's mine!

I'm not being funny but you
nearly gave Lil a coronary.

What?
Well, in the interval,

she saw Jesus with his tongue
down Mary Magdalene's throat

outside the Co-op. I doubt
she'll ever recover from that one.

I wasn't... I wasn't.
It wasn't, Mam. Who was it then?

It was Gwyneth Jones.

Oh. That's all right then.

But not in the Jesus costume, eh?

All right, Mam.
I'll see you at home.

Ta-ra!

Do you know, I thought the kids
were brilliant last night.

Oh, I know. So, what
are you going to put on next?

Give me a break.
I'm still knackered from this one.

But I have been thinking,
you know, about challenging them

just a little bit more.

Midsummer Night's Dream.

Mm! Not that one. Way too scary.

It's not scary.
It is when you watch it on acid.

Found that out on a school trip.

I thought it would be fun, instead
it scared the life out of me.

Since that day, I've never
watched Shakespeare again.

Wouldn't it make more sense
to never do acid again?

No. Oh!

Carol. Just give it a trim. Nothing
fancy. I'll be back in an hour.

But... Take a seat, love. Don't
need to be scared. Go for it.

So, what do you really want?

You!

Morning, Susan.

Good morning, Mayor.

Can I get a coffee, please?

Hiya. That'll be £5,
please, Mrs Pritchard.

Cup of tea or coffee?

I'm fine, thank you.

Susan Leonard?

We were at school together.
I was in the year below you.

I remember you were one
of the really clever ones.

Didn't you go to Oxford?

Cambridge, actually.

I was completely useless at school.
Bottom of every class.

It wasn't until I was 17, they
realised I was hopelessly dyslexic.

So, you decided to become a postman?

Odd choice I know.

People still wonder how
Mrs Williams found out her husband

was having an affair
with the next door neighbour.

No.

Didn't you get engaged
to David Llewellyn?

I did, yes.

I remember thinking he was a lovely
boy. Yeah, I thought so too.

Until I caught him shagging
my best friend from uni.

Ready now.
Coming.

Richard Good ridge.
Oh, Richard Good ridge!

Hello, Mayor. Hey! Good to
have you with us. Thank you.

I knew your father, of course.
I remember him telling me

you were studying Welsh history.
That's right, yes.

For the last seven years now at the
Open University. This just came in.

My plan is to become a teacher.

I almost had my qualification,
then, you know,

my father had his heart attack.

Oh! Oh, yeah. It was
a terrible shock to all of us.

Thank you.

He loved this town.

Before he died,
he made me promise that

I would finish off
his hard work he started

setting up
an adult education centre.

Oh! Emlyn had been
banging on about that for years.

Said that in this changing world
people need the chance

to retrain for new careers.
Absolutely, yeah.

I have a couple...
Richard, Richard, Richard.

Are you listening, son?

The trick to getting things done
around here is to build alliances.

Huh? Do you have any plans
for Saturday afternoon?

Er, no plans, no.

We're having a few people over
for drinks at the golf club.

Very informal. Right. But all
the councillors will be there

and you'll be able to
start to get them onside.

Oh, lovely. Thank you.
I look forward to it.

Ahh! Martyn, sorry to keep you.
Yeah, how are you?

Eh? I just walked in.

Hey! Hey! Thanks for the gift.
Oh!

Now, this is where I want to
build the new shopping centre.

Right.

Next to the Lyric.
No.

On the site of the Lyric,
after we demolish it.

Er...

...but the place is still
being used as a cinema.

Yeah, showing films
nobody wants to see.

When was the last time you were
there? I saw the Youth Opera

there last night with my daughter.

But their shows
are only every few months.

You're right. I haven't
seen a film there in ages.

Precisely.
They'll be bankrupt in a year.

Ha! And you will be stuck
with a ruin in the middle of town

instead of a vibrant
commercial centre

that will turn Carmarthen
into a destination location.

And what's good for
Carmarthen is good for you.

If we can do this, your share
options will go through the roof.

Hm!
You'll be able to retire early

and live like a king.

Yeah.

You do know it's a listed building.

Well, you can fix that

for a fee.

Yeah. Yeah.

The place is falling apart.

It might even be
a danger to anyone inside.

You're right. Ah, it's had its day.

Yeah.

So, you'll sort out the zoning
and planning permissions, hmm?

Yeah.
I'll get out my chequebook.

Yeah. Yeah.

Morning, Dolly. I have to ask you
to keep your voice down, Liz.

I'm hanging.

Go and have a kip. You'll be fine.

You're a life saver. Thank you.

Susan. Oh!

It's been forever.
Oh, I know. I'm sorry.

I'm in a bit of a rush. Could
you just do a quick trim? Yeah.

Thank you. Your mam was
in last week. She's worried

you're going to move
to the other side of the world.

I applied for a job in Cardiff.

It's an hour away.
And I doubt I'll even get it.

You know, I've always
wanted a career in politics.

I thought being the mayor's
"executive assistant"

would be a good first step. Turns
out our mayor thinks a woman,

even one with a law degree,
is only capable

of filing and answering phones.

Well, you know,
he always was a bit odd.

That's because
he feels threatened by women.

Probably because he realises

we should be the ones
running the world.

We couldn't do a worse
job than them, could we? No!

Going anywhere special?
I wish.

The mayor's invited me
to drinks at the golf club.

I'm only going because
Ceri's my best friend.

God knows why she married him.

Sorry. That was a bit harsh.

But true.

Richard, you made it. Welcome.

Come here, come here, come here.
This is my wife Ceri.

Ceri, this is Richard, the newest
addition to the town council.

And our postman,
if I'm not mistaken.

Thank you. Don't be soft. There's
a few people I want you to meet.

Nearly all the other councillors
are here. Oh, from Alwyn.

Hello. Nice. Nice. Come on.

You know what I'm like about
religion. Give me your glass.

The way her face lit up
on that Lyric stage,

I bloody nearly converted
on the spot. This is Darek.

He's Carmarthen's answer to
Leon Trotsky, only more left wing.

I want you to meet our newest
councillor, Richard Good ridge.

How's it going?
All right.

Oh! Emlyn's boy. Ah!
You knew my dad?

Aye, aye, aye.
He spoke about you often.

Come on, you, let's go. Ha!
Right. Enjoy yourself.

And on the nationalist end
of the spectrum, this is Aled.

He's a firm advocate of
the watchtowers and razor wires

along the border, aren't you, eh?

Don't forget the machine guns.
I won't.

Welcome to Carmarthen's
corridors of power.

Ah!
(SPEAKS WELSH

Thanks. Come on.
I want to introduce Richard

to the councillors who
aren't on the lunatic fringe.

Come on. I think the feeling
is he's insane. Yeah.

I know, I know. Oh! Oh, my God!
I wasn't, er...

- Yeah, you were. It's fine.
- Come on. Oh!

Is she... single?
Yeah, I think so. OK.

The last office Christmas
party, I had a few too many.

I had a crack but
she was having none of it.

Huh!
So I think she might be a lesbian.

Oh, God!

Yeah.

I'm gonna go talk
to a good friend of mine.

Yeah. And you're going to help
yourself to some nibbles. You OK?

Absolutely, yeah. Nice.
Thank you. All right.

Off you go.
Go on, go on, go on.

You were all brilliant
in Jesus Christ Superstar.

Anyone got any ideas
about what we put on next?

Mam, you always do this.
You ask us to vote, then we vote,

then you overrule us, OK?
Stop pretending this is a democracy

- because it's a dictatorship.
- I'm right.

A benevolent dictatorship.
Mam, we don't care.

We already know what we're
doing next, so just tell us.

Yeah, tell us.
It's exciting this, isn't it?

The next production that we're
going to put on at the Lyric

is going to be...
Mam!

...Oliver.

Auditions start on Monday.

He's the swing vote on this.
I know. I've done the numbers.

You'd better keep him close.
Did I leave my bag down here?

Hiya.
Oh, hiya.

Thank you.

I love what you've
done with your hair. It...

It looks gorgeous.

Thank you.

Darek tells me you have got

a master's in history
from the Open University.

That's very impressive.
Well, thank you very much.

Medieval is my real
passion. But I love it all really.

Do you know...? Richard. Sorry.
Can I drag you away for a minute?

I have to get going anyway.

But, um, I'd love to hear
more about that at some point.

I just wanted
to go through the schedule

for your first council meeting
on Monday. Now. We always start

with the most boring stuff. Reading
the minutes of the last meeting,

approving the accounts,
that kind of thing.

How are you, sir?
Good.

I'm good. Quick, quick.
All the way down the end.

Good. Thank you.

Yes. Yeah.

Morning, Mayor Jenkins. It's all
so tedious, nobody bothers to argue.

Then we move on to the reports
and the recommendations

of various committees. This is
a little bit more interesting

but it can lead
to a lot of arguments. Hm!

I have a proposal
here for a shopping centre

in the middle of the town.
This... Go on.

...this will bring
jobs and money to Carmarthen

and I think we should all get behind
it. Where in the middle of town?

The Lyric Theatre.
What?

This is my passion project. Huh?

Come here.

That old cinema
is slowly falling apart

and quickly going
out of business, huh?

Nobody goes there any more,
the Lyric, not even the kids.

They're all into their
skateboarding, isn't it?

Skateboarding.
Hmm?

I'm planning to build them a
special place for that in the park.

No, no, no. This is a golden
opportunity to bring jobs

and life back to Carmarthen.

Hmm?

It's about securing
the future of our town.

It's what Emlyn would have wanted.

This is outrageous!
I'm calling a vote.

All those opposed.

Aye.
Aye.

Aye. Aye.
All those in favour.

Aye.
Aye.

Good ridge?
Aye.

I declare the motion carried.

I don't...

It's terrible.

I've never seen such
a miserable bunch in all my life.

Are you supposed to be happy or sad?

Happy. So, why are you
all looking so bloody miserable?

I want to see some
joy in your faces.

Right. Jump up and down.
Shake it out. Right. Go again.

Remember, happy.

The council just voted
to knock down the Lyric.

What? They're turning it
into a shopping centre.

They can't.
They already have.

Mayor Jenkins,
I've just learned that the council

has voted to turn the Lyric
into a shopping centre.

Oh! Hello, Mrs Evans.

That's correct.

It was a majority decision.

But you can't do that.

A town without a theatre
loses its heart.

Children without
creativity lose hope.

Am I right, David?
Yes, Liz, you are, yeah.

When I was elected mayor, I promised
to bring prosperity to Carmarthen.

That's exactly what we're doing.

Bringing chain stores in here will
force local shops out of business.

It's happening all over the place.
Am I right, David?

Yes, Liz, yes.
We've made our decision.

I'm putting on another production.
Not at the Lyric, you won't.

The bulldozers arrive in two weeks.
Bulldozers?

It's a listed building.

It's a pity, I know.

But we've done a preliminary
structural report

and it looks like we'll be forced
to condemn the whole building.

I'll fight you in court.

Ohh! Come on now, Liz.

You're not going to waste all
your family's money on a lawsuit.

Don't try us, Mayor.

You can't win.
Maybe not

but I can force you to delay
for months, a year even.

And how are you going to square
that with your developer friends?

All right. You've got a month
if you stay out of the courts.

Now, Tristan, Pete.

Same again? Right.
Can I get two pints of lager?

I bet they're all getting kickbacks
from the bloody developers.

Honestly, love,

you were brilliant. There's
nothing else you could have done.

Listen to me, we are gonna make sure

the last ever performance at the
Lyric is something to remember.

I promise you. All right?

Come on.

All right, lads,
let's gather round now,

a little bit of a warm-up.
Here we go. Yep, go.

That's it. Nice and low.
Yeah, start free, eh?

You know what they,
no pain, no gain. That's it.

Five and six and seven and eight.

Star jumps. Star jumps.

And turn. Now run on the spot.

Eat your heart out. Come on.
Faster. Drumming, boys. Drumming!

And shake it out.

A few exercises. Shoulder roll.

Roll, roll. I haven't seen
your mam at the salon for a while.

Let's have a little bit of energy.
We've got a show to do.

Thanks, Steve. Gather round.

Gather round.

Nick Jones, chewing gum, out.

Sorry.

Remember, it's no good
just singing the words.

You have to feel them
and mean it. Understand?

Yes.
Yes, Liz.

What do you mean I ain't got
no manners? I'm a regular gent.

Permit me to assist
you across the road.

Well, I was only
going to the Palace.

Doorman!

A cab, if you please.

What are we going to do when
they close this place down, Miss?

It'll be just terrible.

Nothing is going
to happen to Youth Opera.

I can promise you that.
Shall we show them how it's done?

Yes!

Right!

Off!

What's wrong with you?

Right now,
you should be on your way home...

...to your family...

...and your bed.

Instead, you're here...

...in the Lyric.

You're bonkers.

Liz?

Liz!

Liz.
I'm sorry.

Oh! Oh!

I'm so sorry.
Are you all right?

I woke up this morning and you
weren't there, I was worried sick.

I'm sorry. Ohh!
I just crashed out.

Oh! You probably want to have
a shower before you go to work.

I'm not going to work.

Oh, no. You're not
feeling sick, are you?

No, no, no, no. Then go home
and have a kip, love. Come on.

No. I feel fine. I'm staying here.

What?

I'm not going to let them
knock this place down.

Liz, look, they've made
their decision, all right?

The builders are
arriving this morning.

Then they'll have to
knock it down with me in it.

This is not what we agreed.

We didn't agree anything because
I only just decided to do this.

Oh, David.
Oh, for Christ's sake, Liz.

You've got a home and a family
to take care of, you know?

Stop being ridiculous. Oh, I'm
the one being ridiculous, is it?

I don't believe it.

Oh! David. Cariad!

What do you lot think you're doing?
We were told the place was vacant.

Does it look vacant to you?
We've got a job to do, love.

You need to get out of there.
And you need to get on your bike.

I'll talk to my boss.
We'll be back first thing.

And it won't be vacant then, either.

I'll call you back. You assured
me that that building was empty.

What are you talking about?

There is a woman
in the Lyric Theatre.

Well, get your men to throw her out.

They're construction workers
not bouncers.

Then get the police to do it.

Well, they might to want to see a
court order and to get one of those

we might have to answer some
awkward questions about why

we're trying to demolish
a listed building. Oh!

Do you really want
to open that can of worms?

Look, all my boys need is a day,

and that building will be condemned.
All right, all right.

You said it's a woman inside the
Lyric. Uh-huh! I'll talk to her.

Your men will be able to
start work first thing tomorrow.

All right?

They'd better.

Doll?

Dolly?
Oh!

How did you get in?
The old side door.

I thought the council
locked that up years ago.

As you always say, Liz, where
there's a will there's a way.

I've never paid to see a film here.

Don't worry. I shut it behind me

but you're going to need new
locks for all the outside doors.

I put the word out.
So, what are you doing here?

Just because you've
taken a principled stand

against the depredations
of crony capitalism

and to preserve
the cultural legacy of our town,

doesn't mean
you have to go out of business.

Mrs Hughes is booked in
for a perm at 11.

I told her to come straight here.
And she was all right with that?

Thrilled. She's gonna be on stage.
She's telling all her friends.

Liz! Liz!

Oh, no!

Liz! Oh!

You said you wouldn't
get in our way.

I said I wouldn't take you to court.
Come on, Liz.

This is ridiculous.
You can't just take over the place.

Well, that's what you're
planning to do. I'm the mayor.

My job is to look after the welfare
of the people of Carmarthen.

Keep up the good work.
Come right in, Mrs Hughes.

You won't get away with this.

Ohhh!

Hiya. What's going on?
We thought you might be lonely, Mam.

So did I. But instead,
I've been run off my feet.

What's all this?
We just brought you a few things,

you know, clothes,
stuff you might need.

That's marvellous. Thank you.

Mam.

You need to talk to Dad, OK?
Because he's in a right state.

Well, that's between me and him.

It's none of your business.

It is part of our business when
you decide to move into a theatre.

Your dad's welcome
to be part of this.

You all are.
Liz?

I'll be a minute.

Listen, why don't we
talk about this later?

Whatever.
Oh, Huw!

Come back later, OK?

I'll try.
OK.

Cariad. Me too.
Call Dad.

See you later.

Cariad, Mam.
Caru chi.

Ta-ra, Mam.
Ta-ra.

You sure you're going to be
all right? I'll be fine.

I'd be happy to stay. I could get
some Mad Dog in and get hammered.

Remember,
tomorrow morning, first thing,

eight o'clock, the first
appointment. All right Ta-ra then.

You'd better lock up.
I am.

Oh-oh! Yeah, eh?

I haven't been back here for years.

I thought you'd like
a bit of company.

There's nothing I'd like more.
Yeah.

Yeah, well, look at that.
Oooh! Eh? Come on.

Look at this place.

Oh! It's fantastic, isn't it?
I know.

Come through here. Have a look.

Oh!
I know.

You've got it all set up.

I fancied a change of scenery.

What is it?
Guys And Dolls.

Oh! Grand! Oh!

What's your family
think of this, eh?

Well, I think, for the boys,

it's all a big adventure.
Mm!

They already think
I'm a bit bonkers.

But, for David, it's different.

He thinks I've got
my priorities all wrong.

It's going to take a while for
people to get their heads around

what's so important about
a broken-down old building like this

that they have to turn
their lives around to save it.

Eh?

It doesn't look like much, does it?
Hm!

You know I used to have a job here.

No.
Yeah.

Come on.

I want to show you something.

What?
Come on.

I'm intrigued.
Yeah?

Oh, God!

Are you all right?
What? Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I'm just getting
a bit short of breath.

Eh? I'm all right. Come on.

Oh! Wow!

Oh! It's almost 50 years
since I worked here.

Well, it hasn't changed much.

So, that was before you were
a teacher? Oh, yeah, long before.

Yeah.

No, I was, er...
I was wounded in the war.

And they sent me home and I got
a job here at the "new" cinema.

Oh! I must have seen over
a hundred films from up here.

What was your favourite?

Goodbye, Mr Chips.

Hm.
You know it? No.

Oh! It's almost a perfect film.

It's tragic, it's sweet, it's funny.

It's... But the ending...

Oh! ..The ending
is a real tearjerker.

Yeah.

Robert Don at is lying on his
deathbed and he's got one regret,

that he never had
any children of his own.

Yeah? Then he realises
he's wrong, see?

He's had thousands of them, the
thousands of children he's taught

and whose lives he's touched.

Ha!

Well, after that,
I knew I had to become a teacher.

Wouldn't it be great
if we could put on a film?

For who? Anyone,
anyone who wants to come.

Well, I'd be up for it.

How can we get hold of one?
Um... Well, there's nothing here.

Do you remember Mr Tucker?

Yes, I do.
He was my old history teacher. Yes.

Well, we worked in here together.
Oh! He left before I did

and he formed
a film club in the town.

He shouldn't have done, mind, but
he kept back a few 35-mil prints.

Oh! Yeah.
Why don't I go and see him tomorrow?

See what he's got.
That would be amazing.

Wouldn't it? Mm!

That would be amazing. Oh!

Morning, Mrs Jones.
Morning.

Morning, Mr Hopkins.

Lovely day, isn't it? Rubbish men
haven't been again this week.

That needs organising.
It's a problem.

I'll talk to the mayor
about it today, OK?

Your father would have
had it sorted by now.

Only saying.
Have a good day.

Um...

All right?

Hi.
I'm Dai. Nick is my boy.

Hiya. I... I...
I thought you were banged up.

I'm out on parole, I am.

Thought I'd make
myself a bit useful.

And there's not a lot
I don't know about locks.

Oh, cheers, Dai.

Thank you.
All right.

Can you believe they want
to tear all this down? Yes.

What do you mean?
Mam.

I know how much
this place means to you

but the truth is it's just a cinema,
a cold, draughty cinema that

mainly shows films
that nobody wants to see.

I thought you were with me on this.
We are with you, Mam.

Turning this place into a shopping
centre would be a crime

And I'm sure it's being done
for all the wrong reasons.

But unless you can show
people why it's so important,

maybe a shopping
centre is what they deserve.

I've got more faith
in people than that.

Yeah, Mam.

You'll figure it out.

Right.

Oh!

Front, back, side.

No-one's getting in
you don't want to.

Thank you so much.
How much do I owe you?

No, no, no, no.
It's the least I can do.

What you've done for Nick.
I've never seen him happier.

And I might have found myself
a new line of work.

Hello!

I'm still here.
I've got a structural survey here,

it says the building is unsafe. I've
had professional builders in here,

ones who have not been paid off by
the mayor and his developer friends,

who say it's perfectly sound.

Oh, and if you see the mayor, you
can ask him why he let his daughter

perform on stage
less than a week ago

if he thought it
was unsafe or dangerous.

Oh, just so you know,
I'm not on my own in here any more.

Piss off!

I guess that means you're not
planning to leave anytime soon.

Good guess.

Morning, Mayor. We really need
to sort out this bin problem.

I know. I've got a meeting
with the union next week.

Right now, I've got
bigger problems with the Lyric.

Ugh!

Liz Evans is refusing to budge.
Hmmm!

Everyone was talking about that
on my rounds this morning.

God! What were they saying?

Just that she's not budging.

You know, she's doing
people's hair in there.

Right up on the stage. It's... Huh.

Interesting. The Lyric is licensed
as a place of entertainment

not as a hair salon. If we can
prove she's working illegally...

Ha-ha! ..I can get
the police to kick her out.

Do you think a few perms and
highlights are worth a police raid?

They don't need have to go in with
guns a-blazing like in the movies.

They just need to serve her
with a legal notice to quit.

But we need proof.

Huh! They're not gonna let me
anywhere near that place.

You, on the other hand...

No, I'm...
I'm not much of a spy, Mayor.

Oh, everybody knows you, Richard.

I don't think it's...
You're their postman.

A couple of photos of what they're
doing is all we need. Go on, go on.

Right.

Just a couple of photos.

Yes, sir.
Just a couple.

Hiya.

I was wondering if one evening
you might fancy a drink.

I don't think so, Councillor.
Huh!

I promise I won't bore you with
my Welsh medieval history stories.

I thought you were
a nice guy until you voted

to turn the Lyric
into a shopping centre.

How much are they paying you?
Nothing.

What do you mean? I know
he and his cronies are corrupt.

I know they're getting kickbacks.
What's your excuse?

All right. There you go, lovely.

There we go. Let's head over here.

There you go. One second.
You don't want one, Liz?

What is it?
Oh, it's my experimental cocktail.

Three parts brandy,
two parts rum, tomato juice

and a splash of vodka.
It sounds horrible. It does.

That's where you're wrong. Goes down
like a homesick mole, doesn't it?

Dolly, can you
take over for a minute?

Er, yeah, course.

Have a look around here.

Hi.

Hiya. You all right?

Is there somewhere we can talk?

You know, I was thinking,

I think our first ever
kiss was right here.

No.

It was right there, in fact.

And I certainly remember it.

How can you not love this place?

It's part of our history.

Yeah.

I guess the world
has moved on, Libby.

What's bothering you?

Oh, it's nothing. It's just...

A lot of the men
need the work, love.

It's years of
employment being offered

to build the shopping centre.

Nobody wants to see
Youth Opera closed, they just...

Well, they...

It's just a building, innit?

No.

No, it's not.

The Lyric is staying.

Liz!

Oh!

Hey. I've got it, huh?
That's fantastic.

Take this, it's heavy, mind.
OK. There.

What is it?
How Green Was My Valley.

How Green Was My Valley?

Yeah. It's a classic.
You must have seen it.

Well, I read the book at school.

Is that all Mr Tucker had?
Yeah, pretty much but it's perfect.

It was made in 1941.

So, it's in black and white?
Of course. Yeah.

Now look at this, see? See that?

Directed by John Ford.

Now he's the one that gave us
Stagecoach, The Searchers,

The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance.
But this,

this is the only
one that won the Oscar

for best picture and best director.

Oh, I'm not sure the kids
are going to want to see this.

Oh, we don't have
to worry about them.

Don't we?
No.

Young people are busy
making their own history, hmm?

It's only when you get to
a certain age you realise

that memory is the most
precious thing in the world.

And that's before
you get to the age

when you realise that memory
is the only thing you have left.

Look at this place.

Oh!

I mean, look at this place, huh?

Oh, look.

This place holds so many memories

for so many people in this town.

And they're the ones
who will get behind you

when they realise
what they're about to lose.

Well, we'd better
let them know it's on then.

We should.

How Green Was My Valley

I remember that, love.

It's at the Lyric.
Yeah? Yeah.

Excuse me. Do you know what's on?

They're showing
How Green Was My Valley for free.

I am packing my belongings in
the shawl my mother used to wear

when she went to the market.
And I am going from my valley.

And this time I shall never return.

I am leaving behind me
my 50 years of memory.

Memory.

Strange that the mind... Richard!
..will forget... Richard!

...so much of what only
this moment is past... Sit here.

...and yet hold clear and bright the
memory of what happened years ago,

of men and women long since dead.

Yet who shall say what
is real and what is not?

And I believe my friends all gone...
Pick and Mix?

...when their voices
are still a glory in my ears?

No. And I will stand
to say no and no again,

for they remain a living
truth within my mind.

There is no fence nor hedge
round Time that is gone.

And the valley would ring
with the sound of many voices,

for singing is in my people
as sight is in the eye.

Men like my father cannot die.

They are with me still,

real in memory
as they were in flesh,

loving and beloved forever.

How green was my valley then.

What?
Yankee sugar-coated bullshit.

Those cheery miners
singing like Disney dwarfs.

They're victims of
capitalist exploitation.

Have you no bloody soul? It's
a celebration of a way of life.

- And they seem to like it.
- More! Yeah!

Miserable sod.

Thank you so much for coming.

I saw a tear in your eye
during some of those scenes.

It was very dusty in there.
Aye, aye.

We can agree to disagree
about Hollywood's

depiction of Welsh culture

but that's the point
of the arts, isn't it?

They cause controversy.
Oh, absolutely.

That's why we've got to join
the fight to save this place

from that sleazeball of a mayor.

I mean, a new Woolworths
doesn't spark much debate, does it?

Well, their pick and mix does.

Congratulations to both of you.
I thought that went really well, eh?

Fabulous. Yeah.
I loved the singing.

Did you hear me? I was upstairs
singing. No. Yes, yes.

- I took a solo.
- Oh!

Why don't you come by
tomorrow night for dinner?

We'll work out what
we're going to put on next.

Yeah, yeah, I'd like that.

Carmarthen Police
Get me SI Roberts on the phone.

I'm coming.

Liz Evans? Yes.
This is a warrant for your arrest.

Go back.

Go back, inside, inside.

Right. Here we go.

Good. Let me know the minute
the building is totally cleared.

Susan? Susan!

Susan!

We need to get social services
down here right away.

There's two minors at least.
There's nothing we can do about it.

I'm from the council.

Mam?
Stop what you're doing.

Who are you?
Their lawyer. Sorry I'm late.

You can tell your clients,
I've got them bang to rights.

Bang to rights? You've been
watching too many police dramas.

OK. Criminal trespass and
operating an unlicensed business.

And the complaint
was filed by USG Screens.

I represent USG.
My clients lease this building.

Excellent. Do you have
a copy of the lease with you?

Thank you.

Paragraph 15,
section C, subsection three,

grants access to employees
of the town council.

See? Well, we won't
be arresting you then.

But they're coming with me.
No, no, please. It's OK.

Look at me, look at me.
Paragraph 26, section D,

subsection four.
The stage of the Lyric Theatre

will be made available
to the Carmarthen Youth Opera

up to four times a year.

They are the principals of
the Carmarthen Youth Opera.

It's them. I saw them in Jesus
Christ Superstar. It was brilliant.

We've still got them on
operating an unlicensed business.

Oh, Mam, please. Have you ever
been to a theatre before, officer?

That is a set.

For what?

Um... Hairspray.
Oh! I saw the film of that, yeah.

Debbie Harry was in it.
I was on my own mind but it was...

brilliant.

I suggest you release everyone
without charges and leave right now.

Or you can tell the world
in open court,

that you arrested a bunch of
actors for being on a stage.

Thank you.

And we need that front door
fixed by the morning.

They did it.
So sue them.

Susan!
Thank you so much.

How did you do that?

Have you boys heard the story
of how your mam and dad

fell in love on stage? Only about
a hundred times. Oh, yes.

Stella... Stella! ALL: Stella!
That's you that is. It's Brando.

I have always depended on
the kindness of strangers.

That was pretty good.
I did not do it like that.

You did, Mam. You've got to admit
he's pretty good, isn't he?

Have you seen the film?
Have you seen the film?

I haven't seen the film, no.
Marlon Brando.

Stella!

So, have you ever acted, Mr Morgan?
Ah! Yeah, well, in my dreams.

Oh!
Yeah.

Must be wonderful, eh? Stand on
a stage, look out at the audience

and know you've got them
in the palm of your hand here.

Must be the best
feeling in the world.

I love it. Hmm!
A bit like teaching.

You know, standing
in front of a class.

Yeah. Did you boys
like the film last night?

Yeah, we did.
I mean, it was a bit cheesy.

Cheesy? But towards the end...
How Green Was My Valley cheesy?

It was in black and white.
I don't agree with that.

So, what are we
going to put on next?

Well, whatever it is, it'll
have to be something popular.

This place has got to work
as a business, isn't it? Yes.

Otherwise, it will be
a struggle to keep open.

I agree. It's got to be something
that will bring the kids in.

Your friends. Something new.
Something new. Something new?

Yes. Such as? Come on.
I haven't got a clue.

You've got school in the morning.

Oh! Oh! Well...

Well, that was a wonderful evening.
Thanks so much, eh?

I'd be happy to run you home.
Oh, no, no, no.

Oh, listen, could you bring those
cans of film for me sometime?

Yeah. No urgency, you know.
Tomorrow on the way back from work.

Yeah. All right. Nos da.
Nos da. Nos da now.

Nos da! Nos da.
Tara, Mam. Cariad.

Are you gonna be all right now?
I'll be fine. Mmm!

Make sure they go to bed. Yeah,
I will, don't worry. You know.

Yeah, I know.
No television. OK.

Nos da.
Nos da.

Goodbye, Mr Morgan.

Goodbye.

Right. I'll get you boys home, yeah?

Come on with me.

I thought you'd gone home.

Look, I just wanted
to come back and, er...

Well,

ask your forgiveness.

For what?

For ever doubting you.

You proved to me...

Well, not just to me, to everyone,

that this place
is worth fighting for.

Look, I should have been all in
from the beginning, I know.

But I am now... and forever.

Oh, David.

I love you.

I love you too, Liz.

They're very expensive. Oh, just
from the garage.

Mam! Mam!

Mam! Mam, look at this,
look at this.

What is it? It's a trade magazine.
We sent off for it.

It has a list of all the films that
are coming out. Look at The Firm.

That's with Tom Cruise in it.
That'll be really good.

Or Free Willy.
That looks even better.

Jurassic Park by Steven Spielberg.
I think it's about dinosaurs.

I've read the book.
Oh, it's fantastic.

So, they find these mosquitos
that have been trapped in amber

for, like, millions of years.
But before they died,

the mosquitos had bitten dinosaurs
and had the dinosaur blood in them.

So, they get the dinosaur
blood out of the mosquitos,

they sequence the dino DNA
and then... No, no. Stop it.

You're gonna spoil it for us.
Um...

So, what do we think? Do we
think it's going to be a hit?

Are you joking, Mam?
Mam, it's going to be massive.

It'll be the biggest ever.
Liz, I'd pay to see it.

Jurassic Park needs to be
the next film we show at the Lyric.

How are we going to pull that off?

Where's there's a will
there's a way.

Mr Morgan.

Dai Evans.

Mr Morgan?

Oh, there you are.

I've got your film cans.

I can't stay long,
the van's badly parked.

Mr Morgan?

Please, no. Mr Morgan.

Because their words
had forked no lightning

They do not go gentle
into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by...

...crying how bright

Their frail deeds might
have danced in a green bay

Rage, rage against
the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught
and sang the sun in flight,

And learn, too late,
they grieved it on its way

Do not go gentle
into that good night.

You're sure they're all there?
Absolutely sure?

As far as I can tell. And you,
my father... Right... there.

Susan.

Get me Martyn O'Byrne on the phone.

Putting him through on line one.

Martyn. It's empty.
Empty for how long?

For however long
a funeral in Dryslwyn takes.

It'll take the best part
of an hour to get the men

and the heavy equipment there.
So do it.

Rage, rage against
the dying of the light.

Now let us all join together

to celebrate the life
of Hywel Morgan.

First and foremost,
Mr Morgan was a teacher.

He taught hundreds of boys
and girls in Carmarthen.

I was one of them.
He inspired us all.

The most important
thing he taught me,

he taught all of us,
is that this place,

its history, its identity,
its culture, its people,

makes us who we are,
makes us what we are.

He's called the builders.
Who has? The mayor.

He said to bring
the heavy equipment. How long?

Why do you care? How long
before they get to the Lyric?

An hour.
But that was 30 minutes ago.

We should all, every one of us,
be proud of our community...

Let's go.
..and our heritage.

As this community is threatened,
now more than ever

we need to hon our his legacy
and continue his fight.

With Hywel Morgan's passing,
it is our turn

to stand on the shoulders
of a giant of a man.

It's our turn to save
the soul of our community.

It's our turn to rage
against the dying of the light.

Come on, Dad. Go faster.

We're not going to make it in time.
Come on.

Oi! Watch it!

Ugh!
Oi!

Stop him! Get off!

Oi!
Ugh!

Come on! What the hell
do you think you're doing?

I'm stopping you from doing
something that will affect

the lives of everyone who
lives here. Councillor Good ridge.

Get down from there. No! I'm not
letting you destroy the Lyric.

You voted for it, you clown!
It was a dreadful mistake.

Listening to you,
I made a dreadful mistake.

Get him down from there now. What
on earth are you doing up there?

I don't know. But I'm part
of the town council now, so...

I don't care.
It doesn't put you above the law.

Tell that to bloody him.
If you don't move,

I'm going to have to arrest you.
Get him down! Get him down!

I've had enough.

Just swing the bloody thing.
Come on.

Be my guest. You do not have
to say anything... There you go.

...unless you wish to do so
but what you say

may be given in evidence. You're
gonna have to arrest all of us,

starting with me.
Yeah, and me. And me.

Come on, woman! Do your job.

Arrest all of them. Arrest them!
Hello, Wendy.

Minister.
Oh, Christ!

On the subject of Christ,
our Saviour,

you're going to have to
arrest me as well. Go on, Father.

As mayor of Carmarthen,
I'm ordering you to do your job.

I don't work for you, Mayor Jenkins.

I work for the people of Carmarthen.
Yeah.

So do I. I don't think so.
I think you work for him.

All right.
Right, you lot, Get this machine

out of here now.
I don't want to see you here again

without a court order. Understand?

This is ridiculous.
Ah! You tell him.

Right, let's go. Come on!

And I'm letting you
off with a warning.

Pick a side and stick with it.

You're gonna get
a firmly worded letter from me!

Let's go in the Lyric.
Brilliant.

Cocktails for
everyone. Well done, Richard.

Well, it seems I misjudged you.
Go on. It was very brave of you

to jump on top of
a 10,000lb wrecking ball.

Really? 10,000lb?
Oh, give or take.

Oh! I just saw it and I couldn't
think of anything else to do.

Well, it worked.
Yeah.

But you know, um...

...there is something
else you could do.

I don't know the first
thing about being a bloody mayor.

But I do and I'll help you.

You know, win or lose,

you know, this could be
a platform to get our message out.

It could be a game-changer.
All right. I need one of these

to go through every letterbox
in Carmarthen, right?

I can do that, can't I? No. You're
excused from postman duties today.

Instead, you are going down
to the Herald offices.

Lynn's expecting you in 15 minutes.

And then at three o'clock, BBC
Radio Wales want to interview you.

Interview?
Yeah. You'll be fine.

Bloody Good ridge. This is absurd.

All I know is, there's thousands
of them in people's letterboxes,

at lampposts, bus shelters.
All right, all right.

I get the idea.
But he's not even on the ballot.

There's a space where you can
write in a new candidate's name.

Who's going to do that?
I also heard that Aled and Darek

have withdrawn from the election
and they're supporting him.

That's six votes for the
bloody idiot right there.

I'm trembling. He's giving
interviews to the Herald.

He's on the radio.

You need to respond.

He's making this
all about the Lyric.

Nobody cares about that old ruin.

Oh, morning, Liz.

All right, Susan? So, how's it
looking on the dinosaur front?

The distributor gave us a flat no.

They won't give a copy to
a cinema that's to be demolished.

Etcetera, etcetera. So I've
decided to go straight to the top.

Who's at the top?

Dear Mr Spielberg.

My name is Liz Evans

and I run a youth theatre group
in Carmarthen, Wales.

We put on our performances
in the Lyric,

an art deco building that was
turned into a cinema in 1935.

The town council, in its wisdom,
wants to knock down the building

and replace it
with a shopping centre.

Now, that's as far
as I've got for now.

But I'm going to go on and explain

how showing Jurassic Park
will help save the Lyric. Oh!

I've got some of
the mayor's stationery.

It will look more official
if you send it on this.

Oh!

And then I'll intercept any
letters coming in from America.

Marvellous

On my rounds as a postman, every day

people talk to me about
their issues, bin collection,

transport, parking, schools.

Lots of them have ideas about how
to improve our lives in Carmarthen.

Now, if I'm elected mayor,

my most important job
will be to listen to them.

Every single one of them.

He's a natural.

It's still odds on
for Tom to win, mind.

So we've got to get everyone
we can out to vote.

Radio...

A lot of people have
read about your heroics

in the campaign to save the Lyric
Theatre. I'm not sure how heroic...

Richard Good ridge is just a postman.

Yes? I'm there.

Thank you. The real hero is Liz
Evans who put her life on hold

to lead the campaign.
I'm very proud of my community.

We're both very proud
of its history.

Listen. We all need to be clear
that it's not for sale.

Not at any price.

You all right?

Still nothing from Mr Spielberg.

I'm sure he's busy
promoting his new film.

Besides, it's only
been a couple of months.

If we can't find a way
to get people to come here again

and start spending money...

...I don't know what I'm going to do.

Hey.

Hey, like you say, Liz, yeah?

Where there's a will there's a way.

Hey! Look at what
you've achieved so far.

Some of those people
here the other night,

they hadn't left
their house for weeks.

They hadn't seen
each other in years.

You brought them back together.

The Lyric is important.

And you will find
a way to keep it going,

right?

Right.

Now get out there and vote.

I want to see the look
on Tom Jenkins's face

when he's booted out of his office.

All right.
Thank you.

You're very welcome.

We need you. Chin up.

Darlene, will you go and
get me a whisky and Babycham?

Ohh! Coming up.

A double. Do you want one as well?
Do you fancy one.

I'll have one. Why not?
Yes, come on. Let's go.

As clerk of the town council,
I declare that in the election

for mayor of Carmarthen
the votes cast were as follows.

For Tom Jenkins, 4,617.

For Richard Good ridge, 4,711.

Accordingly,
I declare that Richard Good ridge

has been duly elected to
serve as Mayor of Carmarthen.

Recount!

Call for you on line one.

Thank you.

Right.

Hello. Mayor Good ridge.

Mayor Good ridge.

Let it ring.
I'm doing that. Let them ring.

Hello. Mayor Good ridge.
Press then ring.

Hello.
Hello.

Mayor Good ridge.
Hello.

This is Jennifer Costas from
Amblin Pictures in Los Angeles.

Hello? Right. Good.
Hi. Hello.

I'm calling about the Lyric Theatre.

I passed on the letter that you
and Mrs Evans wrote to Mr Spielberg.

And I just thought I would call you
myself and relay the information.

Thank you. It's not every day
I can call a real live mayor.

Mr Mayor. Yes. That's me. Yes.
Mayor of Carmarthen, Wales.

Carmarthen, Wales.
It sounds so romantic.

Where in the world is it?

It's in Wales.

Oh, yes, of course.
I'm sure it's very beautiful.

Listen, are you and Mrs Evans
free to speak in an hour?

Free in an hour? I don't think...
Yes. Yes. Yes.

Yes, yes. Great.
Yes, we are, yes. Great.

I'll speak to you in an hour then.
Bye-bye.

Unbelievable.

I'm coming.

Scissors and Combs. Dolly speaking.

Are you having me on?

You're joking.

Er... Er... All right.

Er, she'll be there.

OK. Bye.

Liz. Liz!

It's him.

Who?

Steven Spielberg.

What?
Steven Spielberg on the phone.

Don't be daft. He's not going
to be calling us on a payphone.

No. He's calling the mayor's
office in half an hour.

Now, hang on. What about my hair?
This is peroxide.

Oh, I can have a go.
No of fence, Dolly,

but there's only one woman who
does my hair and it's Elizabeth.

OK. Stay calm, stay calm.

Hello. Mayor Good ridge.

This is Steven Spielberg.
It's a pleasure to speak to you.

It's a pleasure to speak to you too.

But you should be speaking with
Liz Evans. She's the one leading

the campaign to try and save the
Lyric Theatre. Shall I call back?

No, she's right here.

I'll pass you over to her now. OK.

Hello. This is Liz Evans.

Mrs Evans, it sounds like you're
in the middle of a hell of a fight.

I am.

Can you believe
they want to knock down

an art deco building
and put up a shopping centre?

So, you want Jurassic Park?
Yes, please, Mr Spielberg.

I think showing your new film
would really help save the Lyric.

It would be tremendous.

What I'm going to do is, I'm going
to send you my personal copy

and you can out it on three minutes
after the London premiere starts.

How's that?

Oh, my God! I...

It doesn't seem real. I...

I don't know what to say. Er...

Oh, thank you.
Thank you so much, Mr Spielberg.

Good luck saving your theatre.
Thank you. Bye-bye.

Thanks. Goodbye, Mrs Evans.

Oh, my God! He's gonna give
us the film. You're joking.

He's going to give us the film!

Well?
You look great. Amazing.

I feel a bit of a...
No, no.

Honestly.
Are you sure? Really handsome.

Your hat.

No. Just carry it.

OK. OK.

Shall we?

Let's.
Knock 'em dead.

OK.

Mayor Good ridge.

Good afternoon. Can you
tell us what we're going to see?

Enough now. Quiet.
There she is. Look, look.

You look beautiful there.
I couldn't believe it.

I thought that Richard and
Dolly were playing a joke on me.

It really was him,
it was Steven Spielberg.

He's giving the Lyric his
personal copy of his new film.

Liz, thanks very much. Love you.
And it's back to you in the studio.

Back to studio! Well done, Mam.

Well done, Mam. That was good.

Hiya. Hi, Susan. I found a few of
these in storage in the town hall.

They're from when Prince Charles
visited ten years ago,

do you remember? Yeah. Anyway, I
thought we might be able to sue them

at the premiere.
Yeh! It's going to be great.

Is anyone famous coming? No, but
because it's a people's premiere,

why don't we all just
pretend to be celebrities?

All right. Get to school now.
Come on.

Oh! Got to go, man.
Give us one of those crisps.

No, Wynne. How's Richard?

Oh, he's great.
He's on his way to London.

Channel 4 were so impressed
with his interviews yesterday

they asked him to be
on the Big Breakfast.

No. No.
He's going to be in bed?

What? No. They're
interviewing him. Yeah.

That's how they do it
on the Big Breakfast. Yeah.

The guests get into
bed with the presenter

and she asks them questions.
Are you having me on? No. No.

Oh, yes. Give me those
crisps. You should pop by tomorrow

and we'll watch it together
in the morning. All right.

I don't think we've ever had
a real live mayor in bed before.

I'm just yanking your chain.

She's flirting with him.
Is it real gold? Mm-hm!

That's how they do it on the show.

So you talked to Steven Spielberg?
Yes, just for a moment.

Then I passed him onto Liz Evans,
she's the one leading the campaign

to save the
Lyric Theatre in Carmarthen.

It's her passion and her energy
that really got, er...

got Steven behind
the project at all.

Passion and energy.
I like the sound of that.

What is it? Or should I ask who is
it you're passionate about, Richard?

I think...

I hope... they know who they are.

That was Richard Good ridge.

Carmarthen's newest sexy mayor.

What? See you after the break.

Richard. Richard!

Hello. Hello.
There he is.

Thank you. Our local star.
You saw it then?

Yeah, it was brilliant.
Ah! Thank you. Thank you.

It was one of the strangest
experiences of my life

but I think I said everything
I wanted to for sure.

You were great this morning. Thank
you. You really were. Thank you.

The place looks amazing.
Oh! Speaking of which.

Boys! Look what
I've got from London.

What are they?
Massive inflatable dinosaurs.

Thanks. Whoa! Thank you.

Oh!

Hiya.
Hey! Hello.

How's the um... the office?

Everything's under control.
Lovely.

Hmm! Do you remember, um...?
Do you remember

asking whether I'd like to go
for a drink with you sometime?

Yeah. Well, I've
thought about it some more.

And I've decided I would.

You would?
Mm!

Well, fantastic.

Um... When?

Now.
Now? Now?

Look.

Susan.

Hi. Hi. That looks good.
Thank you. Hello.

Now, get these down you
and tell me what you think.

Oh, OK. Can I ask what it is?

You can. So, for this occasion,

I've invented a range
of prehistoric cocktails. Uh-huh!

This is a T-Rextacy.
Clever.

And that is a Velicirapture.
Right.

And what's in it?
You don't want to know.

Go on!
OK, well, iechyd da. Yes.

Oh, hang on.

I, er...
Oh, that's strong.

Oh, it's lovely.
No, it's lovely. Smashing.

I'll... I'll be back there.

I, er... I wasn't sure you, er...

If you saw the, er...

My, er, hold...

Well, they promised me a limo
but I've ended up in this.

Good afternoon to you. Now, minutes
after the premiere in London,

the people of Carmarthen
are about to enjoy

one of the first screenings
of Steven Spielberg's

Jurassic Park.

You join me right
in the heart of Carmarthen...

Here in Carmarthen, there are no
freebies for the rich and famous.

Everyone has got to buy
their own ticket. The cost?

£2.50 or half price for children.

Doesn't seem to have stopped
anybody coming out, though.

Let's have a word with a few
of them. Who have we got here?

Hello. And you are?
Hello. I'm Mavis, Mavis Jones.

And, Mavis, do you
live in Carmarthen?

Yes, I've lived here all my life.
I work in Tesco's on Pensarn Road.

And are you looking
forward to seeing the film?

Yes, very much so. Steven Spielberg.

So, Mavis, enjoy the film.
Thank you. And with that,

it's back to you in the studio.

The combination of Princess Diana

and dinosaurs is obviously dynamite.

So Leicester Square came to
a complete halt this evening

as, inside, the Princess of Wales
greeted Sir Richard Attenborough

who plays the owner
of Jurassic Park.

Steven Spielberg himself has
suggested that children under 13

shouldn't be allowed to see what
some have called Jaws With Claws.

Oh, yeah. We've got all
the bigwigs in tonight.

Oh, thank you so much for coming.

- We're going to sit down now.
- I've got an idea.

Dave, it's only right
that the people of Carmarthen

should see Jurassic Park first.
Right. Not the London people.

So, what are you thinking?
Us.

Go on.

There.

Yes!
Come on.

The townsfolk in
Carmarthen in North Wales

say nothing ever happens
in their town

and their theatre never gets
new films like Jurassic Park.

But this year, they took a stand.

They appealed directly
to director Steven Spielberg,

who arranged to have the film
make its debut in Wales

in their humble hamlet
and it worked.

Spielberg cut through the red tape
and arranged to get the theatre

a print of the film
for the premiere.

It's a story with a happy ending.
Residents say

it is the most exciting
thing to happen in years.

Right. Let's go to a premiere.

We did it.

Bollox Me Brains Out!