Original subtitles

- 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!

Listen, as teachers,

we must protect our children for many things.

Great art isn't one of them.

Now sit down,

you're embarrassing your daughter. Come on.

— Stella! Stella!

She ain't comin' down so you quit.

Stella!

I've been onto 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

and spray perfume and, - What you are talking about

is brutal desire.

Just desire.

The name of that rattletrap 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. Rivers, huh?

Living in blissful ignorance.

Is it better or worse than quiet desperation?

— I don't want realism,

I want magic. - Goodnight, Martha.

— Goodnight, sir. - Yes, yes magic.

I try to give that to people. I miss.

Whoever you are,

I have always depended on the kindness of strangers.

- What's that for?

Oh! - Miss, I'm really nervous.

- Focus.

Breathe.

Mean what you say.

IAah ♪

♪ Every time I look at you I don't understand J“

I Why you let the things you did get so out of hand I

♪ You'd have managed better if you'd had it planned ♪

♪ Now Why'd you choose such a backward time ♪

I And such a strange land ♪

♪ Did you mean to die like that ♪

J“ Was that a mistake or ♪

J“ Did you know your messy death I

♪ Would be a record breaker ♪ I Don't you get me wrong I

I Don't you get me wrong I

♪ Don't you get me wrong, now ♪ I Don't you get me wrong I

I Don't you get me wrong I I Don't you get me wrong I

♪ Don't you get me wrong, now ♪

I Don't you get me wrong I ♪ Only wanna know ♪

♪ Only wanna know ♪ ♪ Only wanna know, now ♪

♪ Only wanna know ♪ ♪ Only wanna know ♪

♪ Only wanna know ♪ ♪ Only wanna know, now ♪

♪ I only want to know ♪

♪ Jesus Christ ♪

♪ Jesus Christ ♪

♪ Who are you? What have you sacrificed ♪

♪ Come on, come on, Jesus I

I Jesus Christ, Jesus Christ ♪ ♪ O0-00-00-ooh I

♪ Who are you? What have you sacrificed ♪

♪ Jesus Christ, Superstar ♪ I Oh, Jesus ♪

I Do you think you're ♪

J“ What they say you are ♪ ♪ I just wanna know ♪

♪ Tell me, tell me J” ♪ Jesus Christ, Superstar ♪

I Do you think you're ♪ ♪ Tell me, tell me J”

♪ What you say you are ♪ ♪ I really wanna know ♪

♪ Are you what they ♪

♪ Say you really are ♪ I Say you are ♪

- Have you had enough now? Come on, then. Come on.

- Sets are looking lovely with you, David.

- Oh, thank you, Mrs. Jones. Worked hard on those.

- Hmm. And when you finally get round

to buildin' my extension

I'll be expecting the same high standards.

- Well, I'm not gonna make any promises,

but for you, I'll try my very best, all right?

- Hmm.

- You must be so busy, Mayor Jenkins?

Oh, pfft! - It was fantastic.

- No, no. 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, Mum. Oppressing people's hard work.

- Well, we'll head home shortly. - Hmm, mm, mm.

- Can we go home soon? - Yes, I said we will.

- Okay. - We'll be home shortly.

Mr. Morgan!

- Oh, I'll see you again.

Bye-bye, now. - Mr. Morgan,

did you enjoy the show?

- Oh, very much. Yes, yes.

Who was the boy who played Caiaphas, the high priest?

- Oh, that's Nick

who was a real handful when he first came to the club.

He's had a real tough time of it.

You know, his dad, you know,

he's in jail for burglary? - Yeah.

- And his mam likes her drink, you know,

but he never missed a rehearsal.

I'm sure you would've liked something

grittier than Lloyd Weber?

- I don't want realism. I want magic.

~ Oh! _

- I remember that line, from "Streetcar."

- Yeah. I remember you putting Vivien Leigh to shame.

- Stop it! - Well.

— You must come for dinner one night. - I'd like that. Yeah.

- Yeah?

- Do you know, I was watching the faces of the children

when they were performing.

They were transported, all right?

They believe in magic. — Jesus Christ was fabulous

want it? - Oh, here's David now.

- Hiya, Mr. Morgan. You all right?

- Yeah. Grand. I was just telling your wife.

She should be very proud of herself.

Eh?

Anyway, I'll be off. I'll see your both soon, all right?

- Nos da. - Bye now, nos da.

- Nos da.

- I'm gonna push off as well, love, gotta be in work in four hours.

- I know!

- Mark!

Aw. - Hi, Mr. Morgan.

- That was wonderful wasn't it? Hey?

- Oh, thank you.

Did you e. \ 05103! it?

Jesus! - I enjoyed it-

Oh, your mam's calling.

All right?

All right. - Good to see you, Mr. Morgan.

Peace be with you.

- You can drop the Stanislavski method, now.

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

- No, you bloody well can't. It's mine.

I'm not being funny,

but you nearly gave Elin 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.

- It wasn't.

It wasn't. It wasn't, mam. - Well who was it, then?

- It was Gwyneth Jones.

— Oh, that's all right then.

But just not in the Jesus costume, eh?

- Right, mam. I'll see you at home.

Ta-ra!

♪ Take back your real life I

♪ >J' Don't let them use you I-' ♪

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

- Oh, I know!

— So. What you gonna 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. 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!

— Carol!

- Just give it a trim.

Nothing fancy. I'll be back in an hour.

- Okay. - Take a seat love.

No need to be scared. Go for it.

♪ There must have been a time when ♪

♪ You played a different game ♪ — So.

What do you really want?

♪ I pictured a rainbow ♪

Mornin'.

♪ >J' You held it in your hands' ♪

♪ I had flashes f

♪ But you saw the plan' ♪

♪ I wandered out in the world for years I

- Eew.

♪ While you just stayed in your room I

(aaughs)

- Morning, Susan. — Good morning, mayor.

- Can I get a coffee please?

♪ You saw the whole of the moon' ♪

♪ >J' The whole of the moon' ♪

♪ Hmm, you were there in the turnstiles' ♪

♪ >J' With the wind at your heels' ♪

♪ You stretched for the stars and you know how ♪

Hiya.

That'll be five pounds please, Mrs. Pritchard.

♪ Outside every day I

♪ So I stare into space and I pray ♪

♪ All the love of the world J“

I Where have you gone I

- Lovely day, isn't it?

- You coming, mum?

— Well, Liz.

— 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.

Wasn't until I was 17,

they realized that I was hopelessly dyslexic, so.

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 her next door neighbor.

' 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.

Till I caught him shagging my best friend from uni.

Ready now.

- Corning.

Richard Goodridge.

- Oh! Richard Goodridge!

- Hello, mayor. - Hey, good to have you with us.

- Thank you. - I knew your father, of course.

I remember him telling me you was studying Welsh history.

- That's right, yes.

The last seven years now, at the Open University.

- This just came for you.

- My plan is to become a teacher, innit.

I almost had my qualification then, you know,

my father had his heart attack.

~ Oh!

Oh yeah. Terrible shock to all of us.

- Thank you.

Yeah. 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 center.

- Oh, I remember him banging on about that for years.

Said in this changing world,

people need the chance to retrain for new careers.

- Absolutely. Yeah.

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

You listening, son?

The trick to getting things done around here

is to build alliances.

Huh?

Do you have many plans Saturday afternoon?

- No, 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 you'll be able to start to get 'em on side.

- Oh, lovely. Oh, thank you.

Look forward to it.

- Oh Marwn!

Sorry to keep you. - Eh, oh, how are ya?

Huh? I just walked in.

- Hey. Hey, thanks for the gift.

- Ah. Nothing.

Now this is where I want to put the new shopping center.

- Right.

Next to the Lyric?

- No, no. On the site of the Lyric.

After we demolish it.

- Erm.

Well the place is still being used as a cinema.

- Showing films that nobody wants to see?

When was the last time you were there?

- I saw the Youth Opera there last night with my daughter.

Well, that show's only every few months.

Well, you're right. Haven't seen a film there in ages.

- Precisely!

They'll be bankrupt in a year. - Uh...

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

instead of a vibrant commercial center

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!

- Hmm.

- You'll be able to retire early, live like a king.

Yeah? - Yeah.

You do know it's a listed building?

- Well, you can fix that.

For a fee.

- Yeah.

Yeah!

Place is falling apart.

Might even be a danger to anyone inside.

- You're right!

No, it's had its day.

- Yeah.

— So, you'll sort out

the zoning and planning permissions, hm?

Yeah.

I'll get out my checkbook.

- Yeah!

Yeah.

- Morning Dolly.

- Oh, I have to ask you to keep your voice down, Liz.

I'm hangin'.

— Go and have a kip.

It'll be fine.

- Oh, you're a life saver. Thank you.

— Susan!

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

I'm in a bit of a rush. Will 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.

It's because he feels threatened by women.

Probably because he realizes

we should be the ones running the world!

- Well, we couldn't do a worse job than them, could we?

“ No!

You goin' 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.

Newest addition to the town council.

- And our postman, if I'm not mistaken?

- That's right. No thanks.

- Oh, don't be soft! - Come on over

there are people I want you to meet nearly all councillors are here.

Oh, vol-au-vent.

- Hello. - Nice, nice. Come on.

— You know what I'm like about religion. Humor the masses.

The way her face lit up on that Lyric stage,

I bloody nearly converted on the spot.

- This is Darek.

He's Carmarthews answer to Leon Trotsky.

Only more left wing.

Want you to meet our newest councillor, Richard Goodridge.

- How you doin'? All right?

On! Eme|yn's boy?

- You knew my dad?

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

Ah! Come on you, let's go.

(Aaughs)

- Creoso.

- And on the nationalist end of the spectrum,

this is Aled.

He's a firm advocate of the watch towers

and the razor wires along the border,

ain't you, eh?

- And don't forget the machine guns.

I won't!

- Welcome to Carmarthen's corridors of power.

- Thanks.

- Come on, I wanna introduce Richard to the councillors

who aren't on the lunatic fringe. Come on.

- I think the feeling is - Yeah.

- Probably the same. Yeah.

- I know. I know.

Oh, oh I know.

- Oh, I wasn't, er... - Yeah, you were.

It's fine. I mean, come on.

- Is she, er, you know?

- Single. - Yes.

- Yeah, I think so. - Okay.

- 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 lesbian.

Oh God.

- Why not? - Just try, come on.

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

- Oh yes. - And you're gonna

help yourself to some nibbles. You okay? - Absolutely. Yeah.

- All right. - 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. Okay.

Stop pretending this is a democracy

because it's a dictatorship.

- A benevolent dictatorship.

- Marn. We don't care. You already know what we're doing next.

So just, you know, tell us.

- Yeah. Tell us.

- It's exciting this, isn't it? Oh!

- The next production

that we're going to put on in the Lyric,

is going to be...

- Mam.

- Oliver!

Auditions start on Monday.

- He's the swing vote.

- I know, I've done the numbers.

- Well, you better keep him close.

- Did I leave my bag down here, Pete?

~ Hiya!

— Oh. Hiya!

Oh, thank you.

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

It, it looks gorgeous.

- Thank you.

Darek tells me you have got a Masters 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, Cambridge University-

- Richard? Sorry, sorry.

Richard, can I drag you away for a minute?

- I have to get going anwvay,

but, I would love to hear more about that at some point.

- I just wanted to go through this 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.

Thank you Tina. Quick, quick, All the way down the end.

All these.

Morning, Mayor Jenkins.

- All right, Gwen. All right, Gwen.

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.

I have a proposal here

for a shopping center in the middle of the town.

This will, go on, 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.

- You what? You little-

This is my passion project.

Come in, come in.

That old cinema is slowly falling apart,

quickly going out of business, eh?

Nobody goes there anymore.

- The Lyric? Not even the kids?

- Oh, no, they're all into their skateboarding now, isn't it?

- Ah, skateboarding.

- I'm planning to build 'em 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 favor?

- Aye.

- Aye.

- Aye.

- Aye.

Goodridge?

— Aye. (gasps

I declare the motion carried.

J“ I'd do anything, for you dear ♪

♪ Anything, I know that... ♪

I don't want to do it.

♪ You mean everything ♪

ITome ♪

I I know that I'd go anywhere for your own smile anywhere ♪

♪ For your smile everywhere, I'd see I

♪ Would you climb a hill? Anything I

— Wear a daffodil? Anything.

I Leave me all your will J“

♪ Anything ♪

r Fight my Bill r

- What? Some fisticuffs?

♪ I'd risk everything I

♪ For one kiss, everything I

♪ Yes, I do anything. Anything for you I

J“ I'd do anything, for you clear, anything ♪

♪ For you mean everything, to me ♪

♪ I know that |'d- ♪ — Stop! Stop!

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 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.

- Liz, Liz!

The council just voted to knock down the Lyric.

- What? - They're turning it into shopping center.

- They can't!

- Well they already have.

- Mayor Jenkins,

I've just learned that the council has voted

to turn the Lyric into a shopping center!

- Oh. Hello Mrs. Evans.

That's correct. It was a majority decision.

- But you can't do that.

A town without a theater 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 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 done a preliminary structural report

and it looks like we're gonna be forced to condemn

the whole building.

- I'll fight you in court.

- Oh. Oh, come on now, Liz.

You're not gonna 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 got a month.

If you stay out of 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?

Now, come on.

- All right lads, let's gather around now.

A little bit of Stevie's warm up.

Here we go. Dip the shoulders now.

That's it, get nice and low.

Get into that plie.

You know what they say, "No pain, no gain."

That's it. Five and six and seven and eight.

Star jumps.

Star jumps.

And voltas. Now, run on the spot.

Jane Fonda eat your heart out! Come on, faster!

Jowl it, boys! Jowl it!

And shake it out.

(Aaughs)

A few exercises, eh? Shoulder rolls.

Roll, roll... - Now I haven't seen your mam

at the salon for a while.

— Let's have a little bit of energy. We 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, Liz.

— 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 'em how it's done?

Yes!

I I'd do anything ♪

J“ For you dear, anything ♪

♪ For you mean everything to me ♪

♪ I know that I'd go anywhere ♪

♪ For your smile, anwvhere I

J’ For your smile, everywhere I'd see J“

♪ Would you climb a hill? ♪

♪ Anything ♪

♪ Wear a daffodil? ♪

♪ Anything ♪

♪ Leave me all your will? ♪

♪ Anything ♪

♪ Even fight my Bill? ♪

- What? Fisticuffs?

♪ I'd risk everything I

I For one kiss I

♪ Everything ♪

♪ Yes, I'd do anything ♪ ♪ Anything ♪

♪ Anything for you ♪

♪ Would you lace my shoe? J“

♪ Anything ♪

♪ Paint your face bright blue? ♪

♪ Anything ♪

♪ Catch a kangaroo? ♪

♪ Anything ♪

♪ Go to Timbuktu? ♪

♪ And back again ♪

♪ I'd risk everything I

♪ For one kiss, everything I

♪ Yes, I'd do anything ♪

♪ Anything for you ♪

- What's wrong with you?

Right now, you should be on your way home.

Your family,

and your bed.

Instead, you're here.

In the Lyric.

You're bonkers.

“ Liz?

Liz?

Liz?

I'm sorry.

Oh.

I'm so sorry.

- There you are.

I woke up this morning, you weren't there.

I was worried sick. - I'm sorry.

I just crashed out.

— Oh, you probably wanna have a little shower

before you go to work.

- I'm not going to work.

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

_ NQ, nQ, HO, 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, |OOk.

They made the decision, all right?

The builders are arriving this morning.

- Well they're gonna have to knock it down with me in it.

- This is not what we agreed.

- No, we didn't agree anything

because I only just decided to do this!

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

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

— Stop being ridiculous.

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

You're unbelievable.

- Oh, David. Oar/ad

What do you lot think you're doin'?

- We were told the place was vacant.

- Well does it look vacant to you?

- We got a job to do love. You need to get outta 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!

- Well Martyn, get the police to do it!

- Well they might want to see a court order,

and to get one of those,

we might have to answer some awkward questions

about why we are trying to demolish a listed building!

- Ah.

— Do you really wanna open that can of worms?

No, 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'll be able to start work first thing tomorrow.

All right?

- They better.

- Hello?

Dolly?

How did you get in?

- The old side door.

- But I thought the council locked that up years ago?

- But 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 you doing here?

— Just because you've taken a principled stand

against the degradations 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 11:00.

I told her to come straight to here.

- And she was all right with that?

Thrilled!

She's gonna be on stage.

She's tellin' all her friends.

Liz? Liz!

- Oh, no!

' Liz!

- You said you wouldn't get 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 are 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.

I I blame you for the moonlit slq/ I

♪ And the dream that died J“ - Hey, mam.

♪ With the eagles' flights J“

— Mann!

Mafn! _

♪ I blame you ♪

♪ For the moonlit nights ♪ - Hiya, boys.

- Hiya.

♪ When I wonder why ♪ - What's going on?

- Thought you might be lonely, mam.

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

What's all this?

- Oh, we just bought you a few things.

You know, clothes, stuff you might need.

- It's marvelous. Thank you.

- Mam. You need to talk to dad, okay?

'Cause he's in right state.

- Well that's between me and him.

It's none of your business.

- Well, it is part of our business

when you decide to move into a theater.

- Well, 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!

You come back later. Okay?

- Sorry, mam. - All right.

Caru ti. - All right.

— Call Dad!

See you later.

Caru ti, mam.

Caru ti.

- Ta-ra, mam.

Ta-ra.

- You sure you're gonna be all right?

- I'll be fine.

- I'd be happy to stay-

Or I could get some Mad Dog in and get hammered.

Remember, tomorrow morning.

Don't be late. Eight o'clock, first appointment.

- All Right, ta-ra then. - You gonna lock up?

"I am.

Oh, ho. Oh yes, eh?

Haven't been back here for years.

I thought you'd like a bit of company?

- There's nothing I'd like more.

- Yeah. Here, look.

- Ooh! - What about that, eh?

Come on.

Look at this place.

It's fantastic isn't it?

- I know.

Come through here.

Here we are, look.

- Oh, oh! - I know.

- You've got it all set up.

- I fancied a change of scenery.

What is it?

- Oh, it's "Guys and Dolls."

- Oh. Grand.

Phew.

What's your family think of this then?

— Well.

I think for the boys, you know, it's all a big adventure.

They already think I'm a bit bonkers, so...

(aaughs)

But for David, it's different.

He thinks I've got my priorities all wrong.

- It's gonna 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?

- Doesn't look like much, does it?

- Hmm.

You know, I used to have a job here.

- No? - Yeah.

Come on.

I wanna show you something.

- Well... — Come on.

- I'm intrigued. - Yeah?

- Oh God.

- You all right?

- What? Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Just get a bit short of breath now and then, you know?

Hey, I'm all right.

Come on.

- Wow.

- It's almost 50 years since I worked here.

Wow. It hasn't changed much.

— So that was before you were a teacher?

- Oh yeah. Long before.

Yeah.

No, I was,

I was wounded in the war and they sent me home and I,

I got a job here at the...

at the new cinema.

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

- What was your favorite?

"Goodbye, Mr. Chips."

- Hmm. - You know it?

- No.

— Oh, it's almost the perfect film.

It's tragic. It's sweet.

It's funny. It's...

But the ending, the ending's a real tearjerker.

Yeah.

Robert Donat.

He's lying on his death bed and he's got one regret.

That he never had any children of his own. Huh?

Then he realizes he's wrong, see?

He's had thousands of them.

Thousands of children he's taught

and whose lives he's touched.

Wow.

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?

- Errn. Well, there's nothing here.

You remember Mr. Tucker?

- Yes, I do.

He was my old history teacher.

- Yes! Well, we worked in here together.

Ooh? - Yeah, he left before I did and he...

he formed a film club in the town.

Now 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? - Hmm.

- Oh-ho! - That would be amazing.

Oh!

- Morning, Mrs Jones.

Morning, Mr Hopkins. Lovely day, isn't it?

- Rubbish men haven't been again this week.

And that needs organizing.

- Same problem.

I'll talk to the mayor about it today. Okay?

- Ah. Your father would've had this sorted by now.

I'm only ea yin'.

- Have a good day.

- All right?

- Hi. - I'm Dai.

Nick's my boy. - Hiya.

I thought you were banged up?

- I'm out on parole, I am.

I 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. - Bye.

- Can you believe they want to tear all this down?

Yes.

- What you mean?

- Mam, I know much this place means to you,

but the truth is it's just a cinema, a cold drafty 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 center will be a crime,

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

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

then maybe a shopping center 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 in.

- Thank you so much.

How much do I owe you? - Oh, no, no, no, no.

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,

says the building is unsafe.

- And I've have 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 he was unsafe or dangerous.

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

- Piss off!

- 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 got bigger problems with the Lyric!

Liz Evans is refusing to budge.

- Hmm.

Everyone was talking about that on my rounds this morning.

— My God! What are they saying?

- Just that she's not budging.

You know, she's done people's hair in there?

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

- Interesting.

The Lyric is licensed as a place of entertainment.

Not as a hair salon.

If we can prove that she's working there illegally,

(aaughs)

We get the police to kick her out.

- You think a few perms and the highlights are worth of police raid?

- But they don't have to go in there guns a-blazing like the movies, Richard!

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 the place.

You on the other hand.

- No, I, I'm, I'm not much of a spy, mayor.

Oh, everybody know you, Richard.

- I, I don't, I don't think

it's a good idea. - You're their postman.

A couple of photos of what they're doing is all we need.

Go on. Go on.

- Right. Okay, so.

Just a couple of photos. Right.

Yes.

Just a couple of photos.

Hiya!

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

- I don't think so, councillor.

- I promise I won't bore you

with my Welsh medieval history stories too.

- You know, I thought you were a nice guy

until you voted to turn the Lyric into a shopping center!

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. Take that over here.

- Lovely. Oh, I like the look of that.

- 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.

- Ooh! — Sounds horrible!

- Ooh, it's good. - That's where you're wrong.

Goes down like a homesick mole, doesn't it?

“ Dolly? _ Hrnrn?

- Take over for a minute.

- Yeah, of course.

How are your grandkids, Mrs. Hughes?

- 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's 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 lovey.

- 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 a shopping center.

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!

- There you go. There, I got it.

Eh? - It's fantastic!

Here, take this.

It's heavy, mind. There. - Okay.

- What is it?

- "How Green Was My Valley"

- "How Green Was My Valley?"

- Yeah. It's it 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, well I'm, I'm not sure

the kids are gonna 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 realize that memories are the most precious thing in the world.

And that's before you get to the age,

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

(Aaughs)

Look at this place.

Oh.

I mean, look at this place, huh?

God. Look at it.

This place holds so many memories

for so many people in this town.

And they're the ones who get behind you

when they realize what they're about to lose.

— Well...

we better let 'em know it's on then.

I think we should.

How Green Was My Valley.

- I remember that one.

- Yeah, at the Lyric. - Yeah?

- Yeah. - Hmm.

- Excuse me, do you know what's on?

- Liz is 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'm 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!

Richard! - V|//// forget

what only this moment is passed.

- Yes, here, quickly. — Shh!

Clear and write the memo/y of what happened years ago,

of men and women long since dead.

Sorry. Sorry.

Yet, who shall say what is real

and what is not?

Can I believe my friends

- Pick and mix? - All gone 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 has gone

but the valley would ring

with the sound of many voices.

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

♪ >J' I am weak, but thou art mighty I

- Sit down, you can't do that. ♪ H0/d me with ♪

♪ Thy powerful hand ♪ - Wynne, Mark, will you sit down!

— Come on, Mam!

♪ Bread of heaven' ♪

♪ Bread of heaven J' — Come on!

— Sit down! - Come on, sing!

Mam, Dad, come on! Sing!

♪ Feed me till I want no more f

♪ >J' Open now the crystal fountain' ♪

♪ >J' Whence the healing stream shall flow' ♪

♪ >J' Let the fiery, cloudy pillar' ♪

♪ Lead me all' ♪

- Bloody sentimental claptrap, innit?

♪ My journey through' ♪

♪ Bread of heaven' ♪

♪ Bread of heaven J' - I can't help myself!

♪ Feed me ti/I I Want no more ♪ ♪ No more, no more ♪

- Makes me proud to be Welsh. ♪ Feed me ti/I I Want no more ♪

♪ >J' When I tread the verge of Jordan I

♪ >J' Bid my anxious fears subside' ♪

♪ Death of death and hell's destruction ♪

♪ Land me safe on Canaan's side ♪

♪ >J' Songs of praises' ♪

♪ >J' Songs of praises' ♪

♪ >J' I will ever give to thee I

♪ >J' I will ever give to thee I

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,

are victims of capitalist exploitation.

- Have you no bloody soul?

It's a celebration of a way of life.

And they seem to like it.

Yeah! Miserable sod!

Yeah!

- Thank you so much for coming.

Thank you so much for coming!

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

- Yeah, 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.

- Er, absolutely.

Yeah, that's why we've gotta 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.

(Aaughs)

- 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.

- Why don't you come by tomorrow night? For dinner?

We'll work out what we're gonna 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.

Three of you, follow me.

Kings, take the rest down the right-hand side for me, please.

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

Susan.

Susan!

— Susan!

We need to get Social Services down here.

- When? - Right away.

Two minors, at least and there's nothing we can do about it until-

it's all right. - Oh, mam.

I'm from the Council.

Mam!

— Stop what you're doing!

- Who are you?

- Their lawyer. Sorry I'm late.

- You can tell your client. I've got them bang to rights.

- Bang to rights?

You've been watching too many Police dramas.

Okay. Criminal trespass

and operating an unlicensed business.

And the complaint was brought 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! — Come on.

Ssh, ssh, it's okay. It's okay. 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 theater

before officer?

That is a set. - Hmm.

For what?

- Um... - "Hairspray."

I saw the film of that here.

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'll need that front door fixed by the morning.

- They did it.

- So sue them!

— Susan!

Thank you so much.

How did you do that?

- I don't know, I really don't know!

Have you boys heard the story

of how your mam and dad fell in love on stage?

Only about a hundred times.

Stella! — Stella!

— Stella! — Stella!

- That's you, that is.

- Well, it's Brando.

- "I have always depended on the kindness of strangers."

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

- I bet you did, Mam. - Didn't.

- Hey, you gotta admit he's pretty good, isn't he?

You seen the film? You seen the film?

- I haven't seen the film, no.

- Marlon Brando. "Stella!"

So, have you ever acted then Mr. Morgan?

- Ah yeah. Well, in my dreams.

Yeah.

Must be wonderful, though.

Stand on a stage, look out at the audience and know you've got 'em

in the palm of your hand, hey?

Must be the best feeling in the world.

- Love it. - Hmm.

- Mam, can you pass me the ketchup? - Bit like teaching, you know

standin' in front of a class.

- Yeah. - Will you get me the ketchup?

- Oh, ketchup is it? - You boys like the film last night?

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

but towards the end. - Cheesy?

"How Green Was My Valley," cheesy?

- It was all in black and white. - I've heard it all now.

— So, what are we going to put on next?

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

You know, this place has gotta work as a business, isn't it?

Otherwise it's gonna be a struggle to keep open.

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

You know, your, your friends.

Something new.

— Something new! - Ah, something new.

- Yes! - Such as? Come on.

- Well, I haven't got a clue.

- Got school in the morning, remember.

- Well, well, that was a wonderful evening.

Thanks so much, hey.

- I'd be happy to run you home.

- Oh no, no, no.

Oh, er, Liz, 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. - Nos da.

- Ta-ra mam, caru ti. - You gonna be all right then?

— Quick, come on. - I'll be fine.

- Nos da, then. - Make sure they go to bed.

- Yeah I will, don't worry.

- Yeah, I know. - No television.

- Yeah, I got it. Nos da.

- Nos da.

Night, Mr Morgan!

— BYe~bye.

Right. Let's get your boys home then, yeah?

- I thought you'd gone home.

- I just wanted to come back and...

Well, ask your forgiveness.

- For what?

- For ever doubtin' you.

You proved to me, well, not just to me, to everyone,

that this place is worth fightin' for.

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

And I am now. And forever.

— Oh, David.

I love you.

- I love you, darlin'.

- Oh, very expensive.

- Oh, best from the garage!

(Aaughs)

Mam, mam!

Mam! Mam, look at this.

— It's a trade magazine. Right?

We sent off for it and it's got a list

of all the films that are gonna come out.

- Here, look, "The Firm." That's the one with Tom cruise in it.

That'd be really good.

- Or, "Free Willy." That looks even better.

"Jurassic Park," by Steven Spielberg.

Oh, I think it's about dinosaurs. - Oh, I've read the book!

Oh, it's fantastic.

Oh, so they find these mosquitoes

that have been trapped in amber for like millions of years.

But before they died,

the mosquitoes had bitten dinosaurs

and had the dinosaur blood in them.

So they get the dinosaur blood out of the mosquitoes.

They sequenced the dino DNA.

- No, no, no, no! Stop it! You're gonna spoil it for us!

I'm sorry!

— So, do we think, do we think this is going to be a hit?

— Are you joking, mam?

- Mam, it's gonna be massive.

— It's gonna be the biggest ever.

- Liz, I'd pay to see it!

- Jurassic Park needs to be the next film

that we show at the Lyric.

How are we gonna pull that off?

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

- Mr. Morgan?

Dai Evans.

Mr. Morgan?

Oh, there you are.

I got your film cans.

I can't stay long. The van's badly parked.

Mr. Morgan?

Oh, please no!

Mr. Morgan!

— "Because their words had forked no lightning

they did not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last waved 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 learned, too late, they grieved it on its way,

Do not go gentle into that good night."'

- You sure they're all there?

Absolutely sure?

- As far as I can tell. - And you,

- Right. - My father there

— Susan, get me Martyn O'Byrne on the phone.

- Putting him through on line one.

Marlyn, it's empty.

Empty for how long?

- For however long a funeral in Dryslwyn takes.

It's gonna 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 Howard 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,

It's history, it's identity, it's culture, it's people,

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

- He's called the builders!

- Who? - The mayor.

He said to bring their heavy equipment.

— How long?

- Why do you care?

- How long till they get to the Lyric?

- The Lyric? - An hour.

But that was 30 minutes ago.

We should all, every one of us...

- We've got to Q0!

- That's it boys, let's go!

And our heritage.

As this community is threatened, now more than ever,

we need to honor his legacy and continue his fight.

With Howard 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.

Dad, come on, faster!

- Oi. Watch it!

Oi, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Qi!

— Stop him someone!

Get him off!

Get down!

— 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 Goodridge, get down from there!

- No! - What the 'ell is goin' on'?

- I'm not letting you destroy the Lyric.

- You voted for it, you plum!

- 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, Richard?

- 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 gonna have to arrest you!

- Get him down, go on, get him down!

Don't just swing the bloody thing,

knock him off.

Be my guest.

- You do not have to say anything

- There you go. - Unless you wish to do so.

But what you say — Stop!

- May be given in evidence.

- You're gonna have to arrest all of us, starting with me.

Yeah, and me.

- Oh, come on woman, do your job. Arrest all of them!

Arrest them! - Hello, Wendy.

- Minister!

- Oh, Christ.

- On the subject of Christ, our Savior.

You're gonna have to arrest me as well.

- Go on, Father. - That's all we need now.

- As mayor of Carmarthen,

I'm ordering you to do your job!

- I don't work for you, Mayor Jenkins.

- You tell him. - I work for the people of Carmarthen.

- So do I! - I don't think so!

I think you work for him!

Surprise, surprise.

- Right! You lot get this machine

out of here, now!

I don't wanna see you here again without a court order. Understand?

- This is ridiculous. - Ah!

- You tell him! - Right, let's go. Open it up!

Great job. Well done.

- 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.

- Good! - Brilliant!

Drinks in the Lyric.

Cocktails for everyone!

Celebration!

- Well, it seems I misjudged you.

- Go on.

- Well, it was very brave of you

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

- Really? 10,000 pound?

- Well, give or take.

- Huh, I just saw it,

and I couldn't think of anything else to do, so.

- Well, it worked. - Yeah.

But you know,

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 letter box in Carmarthen, right?

- Oh, I can do that, can't I?

- Oh, no. You're excused from postman duties today.

Instead, you are going down to the "Herald" offices.

Lynn is 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 Goodridge.

This is absurd!

- All I know is there's thousands of them.

In people's letter boxes, 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 gonna do that?

- I've also heard that Aled and Darek

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

- Oh, that's six votes for the bloody idiot right there.

I'm trembling!

- He's given 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!

- Morning, Liz.

Are you all right, Susan?

So how's it going 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,

et cetera, et cetera.

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 theater 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 center."

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 stationary.

It'll look more official if you send it on this.

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

- Marvelous!

On my round as a postman every day

people talk to me about their issues, you see?

Bin collection, transport, parking, schools.

A lot of them have ideas

about how to improve our lives in Carmarthen.

Now, if, 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 still odds on for Torn to win, mind.

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

A lot of people have read about your heroics

in the campaign to save the Lyric Theatre.

- I'm not sure how heroic it... - Richard Goodrich is just the postman.

Yes? I'm the mayor!

- Thank you. - No, the real hero here

is Liz Evans, who put her life on hold

to lead the campaign.

So I'm very proud of my community.

We're both very proud of its history.

We all need to be clear, it is 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 dunno what I'm gonna 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 that other night,

they hadn't left their house for weeks.

They, 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 goin'.

Right?

- Right.

- Now, get out there and vote.

I wanna see the look on Torn Jenkins' face

when he's booted out of his office.

- You're right. Thank you.

- You're very welcome.

We need you. Chin up.

- Dolly.

Will you go and get me a whisky and Babycham?

— Ooh, coming up. A double.

Do you want one as well? Do you fancy one, Ethel?

- 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 Torn Jenkins, 4,617.

For Richard Goodridge, 4,711.

Accordingly, I declare that - What?

Richard Goodridge has been duly elected to serve

as Mayor of Carmarthen. - Can I have a look?

Can I have a look?

Recounfl

Call for you on line one.

- Thank you.

Right.

- Hello. Mayor Goodridge.

Mayor Goodridge.

- Red then green.

- Oh, I'm doing that, I'm doing that. - Red then green,

- Hello, Mayor Goodridge.

- Red then green.

- Hello?

- Hello? - Mayor Goodridge.

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'd call you myself

and relay the information.

- Well thank you. - Because, well,

it's not every day I can call a real live mayor.

Mr. Mayor, yes.

- That's me. - Yes.

- The Mayor of Carmarthen, Wales.

Carma/Then, Wales.

It sounds so romantic, but 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-

Yes! Yes, yes!

— Yes, yes, yes, yes we are. Yes. - Great!

- Great! - I'll speak to you in an hour then.

Bye-bye.

— Unbelievable!

— Corning!

Scissors and Combs, Dolly speaking.

You having me on?

You're jokin'!

A-a-all right. Er, she'll be there.

Okay, bye. Bye.

Liz. Liz!

It's him!

Who?

- Steven Spielberg.

- What? — Steven Spielberg. On the phone!

- Don't be daft!

He's not gonna be calling 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, I can have a go.

- No offense, Dolly,

but there's only one woman that does my hair

and it's you Liz Evans.

— Okay. Stay calm, stay calm.

Hello, Mayor Goodridge.

— 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. Okay.

- 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 center?

$0 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 gonna do

is I'm gonna send you my personal copy

and you can put it on three minutes

after the London premiere starts.

How's that?

- Oh my God. I, doesn't seem real.

I, I, I don't what to say.

Oh, thank you.

Thank you so much, Mr. Spielberg.

Thank you. - Good luck saving your theater.

- Okay, bye-bye. Bye. - Thanks, goodbye.

Oh, my God!

He's gonna give us the film! - You're joking!

He's gonna give us the film!

— Well?

- You look great. - Amazing.

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

— Sure? - Really handsome.

Your hat.

No, just carry it.

- Okay. - Yeah.

Yeah.

- Shall we?

- Yes.

- Knock 'em dead.

_ okay-

- Mayor Goodridge.

Liz, Liz.

Can you tell us what we're gonna see?

Enough now.

Oh here she is.

Look, look, look!

Including Steven Spielberg, of all people!

- You look beautiful, love. - At first I didn't believe it, you know?

I thought that Richard, and Dolly

were playing a joke on me. - You look beautiful, love.

- She said Dolly. She said my name. - But no, it really was him.

It was Steven Spielberg.

He's giving the Lyric his personal copy

of his new film. - Oh, my gosh.

- Shh'. - Liz, thanks very much.

- I love you. - And it's back to you in the studio.

- Back to studio!

Well done, Mam! - Yes!

Well done, Mam.

- Hiya! - Hiya, Susan.

- So I found a few of these in storage in the town hall.

They're from when Prince Charles visited 10 years ago.

Do you remember?

Anyway, I thought we might be able to use them

for the premiere. - Yay!

- It's gonna be great! - Is anyone famous comin'?

- No.

But, because it's a "People's Premiere"

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

All right. You're really gonna get to school now. Come on.

Ugh!

- Give us one of those crisps. Don't whinge.

- How's Richard?

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

Channel 4 was so impressed with his interviews yesterday,

they've asked him to be on the "Big Breakfast."

♪ No? ♪ No?

- He's gonna 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.

- You having me on?

- No, no. - No.

- 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 life mayor in bed before.

I'm just yanking your chain.

— She's flirting with him.

- Is it real gold? - Mm-hmm.

That's how they do it on their show.

— So you talked to Steven Spielberg?

- Yes. Just, just for a moment.

And I passed him on to 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,

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 Goodr/dge,

Wales' newest, sexiest mayor.

- What? - See you after the break.

- It's Richard.

Richard!

(Aaughs)

Hello! - Hello.

There he is! - Welcome home!

- Thank you. — Our local star.

- Ah, you saw it then? - Yeah. It was brilliant.

- Oh, thank you. Thank you, yes.

Was one of the strangest experiences of my life,

but, I think I said everything I wanted to, so.

- You were great this morning.

- Thank you, thank you. - You really were.

- 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.

- Hiya. - Hey. Hello.

How's the, your office?

- Everything's under control.

- Lovely.

- Do you remember,

do you remember asking whether I'd like to go

for a drink with you sometime? - Well.

- Well, I've thought about it some more

and I've decided I would.

- You would? - Hmm.

- Well. Fantastic!

When? - Now.

— Now. Now?!

- Look.

- Smells good. Smells good.

— Hi. Hi.

Thank you. - Hello.

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

— Oh, okay.

Can I ask what it is?

- Oh. You can.

So, for this occasion,

I've invented a range of prehistoric cocktails.

That is a T-Rextacy.

Clever.

- And that is a Veliciraptor.

- Oh, right. And what's in it?

- You don't wanna know.

Go on.

- Okay, well, tech yd da! - Yeah.

- Oh, hang on.

— I, er...

- Oh, that's strong.

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

- Well, I'll, I'll, I'll be back, now.

- I, I wasn't sure if you, if you saw the, well, my, my,

the whole-

- Right.

- 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.

It's right in the- - Now here in Carmarthen

there are no freebies for the rich and the famous.

Everyone's got to buy their own ticket.

The cost, two pound fifty, or half price for children.

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

Let's have a word with a few with them.

Who have we got here? Hello. And you are?

- Hello, I'm Mavis. Mavis Jones.

- And Mavis, do live in Carmarthen?

- Yes. I've lived here all my life.

I work in Tesco's on Pensarn Road.

- And 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 big wigs in tonight.

- Oh, thank you so much for coming.

- We're gonna set out a-

- I've got an idea. - All right.

Be right back!

- 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 theater never gets new films, like Jurassic Park.

But this year they took a stand.

They appealed directly to director Steven Spielberg

to arrange to have the film make its debut in Wales,

their humble Hamlet.

And it worked.

Spielberg cut through the red tape

and arranged to get the theater

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 our premiere.

We did it!

- That's amazing.