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(dramatic trumpeting)

- [Boy] Okay, come on!

This is to see whose king of the flat once

and for all, okay?

- [Boy] Okay.

- [Girl] The winner gets to kiss me.

Ready, go!

Peter you're not trying, push!

- [Peter] What'd you let go for?

- [Girl] Okay, you can kiss me now.

- No that wasn't fair.

Now we'll have to go with our left hands.

- You hear that?

- What?

- I don't know, some sort of music or something.

- I don't hear anything.

Aren't you gonna kiss me?

- No, I gave ya one this morning.

I'm not a kissing machine.

(dramatic trumpeting)

(dramatic music)

(engine rumbling)

(engines rumbling)

(people chattering) (engine rumbling)

(plane engine rumbling)

- I've been through a lot of interesting places

but I don't think I've ever had

the pleasure of visiting Poona Flat.

My name is Billy Cross.

If you don't mind, we'd like to play something for you.

One, two, three, four.

(jazz music)

Did you like the music?

- It was the best thing I ever heard.

- What's your name?

- John Anderson.

- You ever tried music, John?

You should try one day.

You seemed tuned into us, John.

(speaking in foreign language)

Gotta go now John.

Before they take off and leave me, nice meeting you.

(engine rumbling)

- Mr. Cross, wait!

(dramatic music)

- If you ever come to Paris, look me up.

(dramatic music) (engine rumbling)

(dramatic music)

- Did ya get his autograph?

(dramatic music)

- We got our work cut out for us, Des.

He's been educated.

Come on boy.

(trap clanks)

Seems as good a place as any.

(sand scraping)

(rock tapping)

(paper crinkles)

Back up.

Come on.

- Have you sent that letter off to Billy Cross yet?

- Yep.

- Johnny'd think he had all his birthdays at once

if he got a message from his idol.

- With Archie working in the post office

I'm always surprised a letter gets anywhere.

(banging)

(upbeat music)

- Don't know if I ever explained to you

about the educated dog.

I came across one today.

Sometimes a trap is too sharp or a dingo is left too long,

and it chews through its leg to get away.

Three legged dogs are the worst kind

because they're too smart to get trapped again

and too slow to go after anything but sheep.

I hope you like the tape that comes with this letter.

(dingo howling)

(dramatic trumpeting)

(dramatic music)

- [Girl] Daddy's home!

(dog barking)

- [Johnny] Hi, how's my girls?

- Hi dad!

- Hey.

(dog barking)

How do you like that?

A supporting act for a dog.

- Nevermind, they'll be back for dinner.

- Hey, hey.

- Put me down!

Watch the post!

- You kids take your time out there!

(upbeat music)

(knocks)

- Johnny?

- [Johnny] Yeah?

- Come on out here.

- [Johnny] Coming.

- Come on, what are you doing in there?

- [Johnny] Nothing.

- Sorry to interrupt you,

but there's someone here to see you.

Don't you remember Peter?

- You don't look too rich.

- Not as rich as I'd like to be.

- I wonder how much he's changed?

Y'know some of those boats he sells,

they cost more than a million dollars.

You ever wondered what would've happened

if you married him instead of me?

You have?

- Of course.

- You know, I can't imagine you swanning

around those cocktail parties,

drinking champagne, eating fish eggs.

You'd be bored in a month.

- A month can be a very long time.

Ow!

- What's wrong?

- You did that on purpose.

- No I didn't.

Let me see, let me see, let me see.

I'll kiss it better.

Darling, when I sell one of my songs,

you'll be swimming in champagne.

- I'd settle for a new washing machine.

- Whatever you want.

- Heard that before.

- Yeah, and you've always believed me.

Sort of the ideal family car isn't it?

Hey Norma!

- [Norma] Hey Dingo!

- They're really very good considering none

of them have had proper training.

- What sort of music do you play?

- A bit of everything really.

A sort of cross between country and western,

rock and roll, folk, blues, jazz.

- What, no Mozart?

- We don't get many requests for him actually.

Yeah boys, you like it?

- They're called Dingo and the Dusters.

- Yeah, and I'm Dingo.

(upbeat music)

(audience applauding)

- That was one of the worst things,

no, no, that was the worst thing I've ever heard.

- She'll be right on the night.

- In my bloody oath she'll be right on the night.

Because I'm not standing up here,

making a fool of myself while

the rest of you learn how to play.

And I thought I told you to tune that damn thing!

Look, if you don't wanna play,

we'll find someone else who does, all right?

- [Man] Johnny, it's not that bad.

We'll fix him.

(dog howls)

(Johnny howls)

- What are you doing?

- Nothing.

- Stop it, you'll scare the neighbours.

(dramatic music)

(audience applauding)

(dramatic music)

(dramatic music)

- I was in the backyard a few years ago, chopping wood.

A splinter flew up and hit me in the eye.

Jane took me to see the eye doctor.

He was on the end of his district run.

He was telling me about a case he'd had a few weeks earlier.

Well this bloke came in with

a big piece of jagged metal wedged in his eye.

The doc asked him what had happened

and he reckoned that he and a friend had been in the bush.

His friend was chopping wood.

This bloke said that, what had happened,

was a piece of the axe head had broken off

and come up and hit him in the eye.

The doc didn't believe him though.

Was something strange about the metal.

Didn't look manufactured.

So he took it to get it analysed.

Y'know what it was?

- No, what?

- A piece of meteor.

(Johnny chuckles)

Must've been about the unluckiest bloke on earth.

- And you believe that?

- Yeah, why not?

Shit!

Clever bastard.

- Maybe he'll get hit by a meteor.

- Would save me a lot of grief.

- Johnny, you know how you had those dreams

of going to Paris and playing with Billy Cross and all that?

What happened to that?

That's all you ever talked about.

- I still think about it.

Sometimes when I'm practising, I go to Paris.

I can see myself on a stage

in some nightclub playing next to him.

- Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, you're a dreamer.

You always were and always will be.

- [Johnny] Think so?

- Yep.

- I'll tell you something I never

told anyone else before not even Jane.

- [Peter] What's that?

- I've been saving money ever since

that concert on the runway.

I keep it stashed under my cot, locked up in the caravan.

It's my Paris money.

- [Peter] How much you got?

- More than 3000 dollars, got a passport too.

See, all the time I've been saving.

And I always figured, If I kept saving,

there's always a chance I might go.

Now Jane's thinking of sending the girls off to school so.

That's that one gone.

But what I reckon is, I can filter it back in,

slowly over the months, she'd never know I was holding out.

- You'd be losing a fortune just in interest.

Why don't you just put it in the bank.

- [Johnny] Can't do that mate.

- Why not?

- Jane is good friends

with the bank manager, I'd get caught.

Gotta be smart.

(door clatters)

(door bangs)

(drawers clattering)

- [Peter] You wanna know the last thing my father

said to me, just before I left?

He said boy, the grass is no greener anywhere else.

- I thought you would've sold

this place after your father died.

- I had this idea of fixing it up a bit

and bringing Tom and Lydia out here.

- It'd take a fair bit of fixing.

(Jane chuckles)

Feels funny seeing you walking around out here.

After reading about you in the newspapers.

I read about your boat, I've seen photos of you

and Lydia at society functions.

Does Lydia work?

- [Peter] She manages an estate agency.

- She's very pretty from all the pictures...

- She left me Jane, just went off with this other guy.

- Oh Peter, I'm sorry.

- I wonder, you know, what it would've

been like if I'd stayed here.

Would you have married me?

- You might not have asked me.

- But what if I did?

- I guess we'll never know, will we.

- Here, I'll give you a push.

Oh!

(Jane chuckles)

- I hope you build your yachts better

than you build your swings.

Peter.

- I'm sorry.

I guess we were better at that as kids.

- As I recall, you used to run a mile.

(trap clangs)

(howling)

- Beer thanks, Les.

How ya going?

- What's up with you?

You look like a cat who's swallowed the canary.

- I did it.

I did it.

I finally bloody did it, I did it!

I bloody did it!

Congratulate me, I sold one!

I bloody got one!

- [Man] What are you talking about?

- What am I talking about?

Feast your eyes on this boy, go on.

Nice loud voice, listen to this.

- Dear Mr. Anderson, I loved your latest tune.

Most original and exciting music we've heard in a long time.

Contract's to follow.

Congratulations.

Jacques Boulain.

- Yeah!

- Isn't that the agent you've been writing?

- That's the one.

- That's great, Dingo!

- Congratulations.

- Can't bloody believe it.

- Well Dingo, never believed you until now

but seeing is believing, congratulations mate.

- I tell ya it's the happiest bloody day of my life, Arch.

Wait until I tell Jane and the girls.

All right, drinks are on me, as much as you can hold.

(group cheers)

- Very kind of you, Dingo.

- Hold on a minute, he's only buying for the band.

- No, fuck it, drinks for everybody.

Dingo Anderson's the name.

Look for it at your local record shop boys!

- You better be careful,

you don't wanna go spending

all your money before you get it.

- Don't worry about that mate, it's spent.

Have a look at this!

- How did you pay for all that?

- Pay for it?

Put it on credit.

Wait till you see this.

- Let's get outta here.

- There you go mate, no hard feelings.

Do you like it?

- Well yeah.

- Do you really like it?

- Yeah!

- Right!

Now let's do some drinking.

Where's the boys?

- Look, you better take this back.

- Take it back?

No mate, it's all yours, no more excuses, all right.

Come on everyone, back inside!

(crowd chattering)

- Holy shit, he's here.

(car honking)

Ruth, lock all the doors.

(car honking)

- Didn't I tell you I'd get you a new washing machine?

- Dingo, you're gonna have to take the whole lot back.

- I didn't steal it, I bought it.

- Archie and the boys made the telegram up.

- It's just a rotten joke, Johnny that got out of hand.

- They meant no harm.

- Bullshit.

Hang on, listen, they couldn't have.

I've got it here, look.

There you go, read that.

- No you read it.

- No go on, I can't see.

Uh, Dear Mr. Anderson.

- Look, Ruth's been over, Archie's very sorry.

He didn't think you'd quite take it this far.

- Got out of hand, John.

- You mean it?

- Yeah it was just a joke.

Sorry darling.

- I'm dead.

- It would serve you bloody well right.

- He started it.

Just keep him outside till he cools off.

- He's really mad.

I hope you've learnt something out of this.

- Just shut up.

(Johnny bangs)

- Come on, if you don't open it I'll break it down.

Archie!

- Archie knows he went too far,

and he's willing to help pay for the drinks.

- You didn't have to buy for everybody in town!

(dog barking)

- You can't stay up there forever.

- You brought it on yourself.

The way you were showing off for your rich friend.

We're just a bush band, we're never gonna get any better.

We just like playing, that's all.

How did we know you were gonna buy all that stuff?

- I'm warning you Archie,

you ever do anything like that again,

and I'll punch your face in.

- Hey, Dingo.

Thanks for the guitar.

- [Girl] Watch where you're going.

- [Girl] I was already headed this way!

- [Girl] No you weren't, you turned!

- [Girl] Sunday driver!

- [Jane] Put those bicycles away, they gotta go back.

- [Girl] We're not hurting them.

- [Jane] You heard me!

Wake your father up, tell him dinner's ready.

(bike bangs)

- [Girl] Dinner's ready.

We don't have to take them back, do we, daddy?

- Of course not.

- For the old dog?

- No, I'm good mate.

No way.

Oh, I guess I could.

Go on.

(both chuckling)

- Cheers.

- The hardest part is being away for so long, isn't it?

- Why don't you come down to Perth and work for me?

- Oh yeah, doing what?

- I don't know, I'm juggling a whole lot

of things I could always do with someone I can trust.

I guarantee you'll make more than you're making here.

What, you mean move to Perth?

- Can't pay you unless you're there.

- Yeah.

(Both chuckling)

- I can sort it all out, [ can get a house,

school for Jo and Emma, the whole lot.

- Well thanks, Peter,

but I don't really wanna move to Perth.

- Yeah well, I suppose

you're still dreaming of going to Paris?

You wanna wake up to yourself, Johnny.

You're this oddball who sits in a caravan out

the back here pretending to be Billy Cross.

You got no future in that.

- Yeah well, I just might surprise you

and prove you wrong one day.

- I don't see why you have to prove anything to anybody.

- You wanna pack everything up

and move to some tin pot city on the sea do you?

- Do you wanna know why you never went to Paris?

- Tell me, Peter.

- I reckon you're scared.

- And what the bloody hell would you know about it?

- Scared you're not good enough.

- Am I really?

- Yeah.

- Tell me?

- Well what's stopping you?

You got the time, you got the money,

3000 is more than enough to get you there.

- Thanks, Peter.

That's great.

- Whose got 3000, you got 3000 dollars?

- I got 3000 dollars, yeah.

- Where'd you get that?

- That's my business.

- Let's just forget about it.

- You kept that to yourself?

We need that money.

- I bloody need it too alright!

- What for?

- What for?

Jesus.

We'll talk about it later all right.

Fuck!

I'm not going to Perth.

No one is going to bloody Perth.

Get it out of your head.

(door bangs)

(engine rumbling)

(car door bangs)

(wind whistling)

Shit!

(wind whistling)

(speaking in foreign language)

(clattering)

- Aren't you gonna take that stuff back?

The longer we keep it, the harder it's gonna be to return.

- You wanna know what really shits me?

It wasn't the joke.

But that no one, not even my own bloody wife,

thought for one minute that I might've sold a song.

You've been laughing at me just like the rest of them.

- I have not.

- Not on the outside, but on the inside you have.

- Oh for god's sake Johnny, grow up!

(metal clangs)

(dramatic trumpeting)

(dog barking)

(distant music)

- Sold any songs lately?

(men laughing)

(paper crinkles)

- Dingo Anderson?

Telegram.

(men laughing)

I had nothing to do with it, I swear.

(paper crinkling)

(whacks)

- Don't say I didn't warn ya.

(upbeat music)

(audience applauding)

- Now there's no need to run for the door,

I'm not gonna gas bag for long.

I've just got a few thank-you's.

Firstly, to Meryl and Steve Thornton

for putting up the trestle tables.

(audience applauding)

Meryl, I hope your back's better now.

Porky Chubs, who's out the back cooking

the snags on the barbie.

(audience applauding)

And to Janie Anderson,

thanks for the beaut lamingtons, its lovely.

Billy Thompson for providing

the ice to keep the tinnies cool.

And to you mums, for keeping

the kids from out under our feet.

And Poona's ladies auxiliary,

for making that mountain of sandwiches we're gonna devour.

(audience applauding)

Who else?

Oh of course, to Dingo and the Dusters

for giving us something to dance to.

(audience applauding)

I think that's it.

It's all yours, fellas.

(audience applauding)

It's all yours, fellas.

- One, two, three.

(upbeat music)

(dramatic music)

(dramatic music)

- [Man] That was our own Dingo Anderson on trumpet.

My Gal Val.

One, two, three, four.

♪ My gal val ♪

♪ You know she said she loved me ♪

♪ My gal val ♪

♪ You know she said she cared ♪

♪ But she took my heart and broke it in four pieces ♪

- Johnny.

♪ When she took off my best friend I ever had ♪

You were good, Johnny.

Just no one was expecting it.

- Sure.

What happened to Peter?

- He's gone home.

- What do you mean home?

- He's gone back to Perth.

- Why'd he do that?

- I told him to go.

- Why?

- Because he's in love with me, that's why.

(engine rumbling)

(car door bangs)

- Joe McCarthy needs a hand with some fencing.

Sheep keep getting knocked over by cars.

- Is that at Bundiby?

- Pay is good, shouldn't be more than a week.

- What about your birthday?

- I'll be back by then.

- Better be, the girls are planning a surprise party.

- Surprise party eh?

I'm off like a dirty shirt.

- Ring us if you get a chance.

- I will.

(engine rumbling)

(dog barks)

(engine rumbling)

(dog panting)

(wind whistling)

(car door bangs)

(upbeat music)

What did Payne find here?

- Petrol station.

(upbeat music)

- Thank you.

(upbeat music)

Peter?

Peter, you there?

Peter?

- [Peter] What're you doing here?

- My wife says you're in love with her.

Is that true?

- Shit, Johnny.

I don't know.

I've been so mixed up lately,

I dunno what I've been doing or saying half the time.

Is Jane with you?

- No she's home.

- You wanna come on board?

I don't know.

Have you ever wondered that it might

be better to have a dream rather

than actually find out it's all a load of shit?

- I need you to look after my dog,

and stay away from my wife.

(upbeat music)

Excuse moi.

Thank you, merci.

(upbeat music)

(Johnny knocks)

Hello?

(speaking in foreign language)

- Closed?

- Yes, closed!

- You don't understand, I have to see.

(speaking in foreign language)

- Come back Monday?

Monday.

- No no, excuse me!

- Monday!

- No no, you don't understand.

(door rattles)

Monday.

Monday.

You know where I can find Billy Cross?

Billy Cross?

- Billy Cross?

- No, no.

(upbeat music)

(dramatic music)

- I think he's dead.

(dramatic music)

(traffic rumbling)

(dramatic music)

- [Man] Hey.

You wanna make TV?

(dramatic music)

(engine rumbling)

- Well that's it.

Well.

Here you are, boy.

Right.

Well.

Hello, my name's John Anderson.

I'm from Australia.

We met a long time ago, and you said

if ever you're in Paris, look me up.

So, here I am in...

No, let me think.

No guts, no glory.

I don't believe it.

They're not home.

Hello, hello.

Hey Max, Max, quick, quick, what she saying, this lady?

- Want to leave a message?

Too late.

(phone bangs)

Depth charge.

(Johnny chuckles)

- I'll try anything once.

Depth charge.

Depth charge.

You take care now, sorry If I kept you up.

(dramatic music)

(traffic rumbling)

(dramatic trumpeting) (Traffic rumbling)

(speaking in foreign language)

(whacks)

(Jane knocks)

- Hello.

- [Jane] Good morning.

- Well Mr. Dingo, you have already seen

more of Paris than most tourists.

- I'm sorry about this Mrs. Cross,

but yours was the only number I had.

- If you would have answered our telegram,

we could have made arrangements.

- You mean, the second telegram was yours?

- Second telegram?

- You sure this isn't too much trouble?

- Oh no, Billy wants to meet you.

Come with me.

- You sure?

- Sure, sure, sure.

Billy sleeps during the day.

- Right.

- Sit down.

Do you want something to drink?

Cup of coffee?

- I'd love some tea if you have any.

- Oh yes.

- You have any idea why I've come back?

- Why don't you just tell me?

- I need you with me, Jane.

You're all I think about.

I love you Jane, I love you,

and I can give you anything you want, anything.

We can go wherever you wanna be.

(door clicks)

(Johnny knocks)

(speaking in foreign language)

- Sorry I slept so long on your couch.

- You know that old expression,

the grass is greener on the other side?

- Yeah.

- It's true.

Here you look down and you see grass and dirt.

Look straight ahead and you see green grass.

Think about it.

(piano music)

What brings you to Paris?

- Came to see you.

- Who, me?

Me?

- You're the reason I started playing.

I've got every record you ever made.

(piano playing)

- That's a gift from one hip maharajah.

- Like a work of art.

- Play me a C.

C.

C.

(trumpeting)

- I do a lot better when I'm warmed up.

(piano trumpeting)

- Don't you play trumpet anymore?

- I am playing trumpet.

- I mean, don't you play trumpet?

- I don't play trumpet.

(piano trumpeting)

- I'm hungry.

- That's where they got to.

All the top end, that huge region,

that was all sheep country once.

Well now, it's cattle country right down the Meekatharra,

the place I showed you on the map.

You see the dingo is moving so far south

that sometimes I wouldn't be surprised

to see him strolling through the main streets of Perth.

- Whatever happened to that educated Dingo

that you wrote so much about?

- He's a special one.

- Like you.

Too smart, too slow.

- Too smart, I don't know.

Too slow?

Yeah, yeah, he's like me.

- I remember you.

- You do?

- Yes.

69, the Japanese were crazy about us,

and we stopped and played a concert

on a runway in the desert.

And you were there.

- I sure remember you.

You know, I wonder so many times

what my life would've been like

if your plane hadn't accidentally landed.

- There are no accidents.

None.

- G'day Joe, it's Janie here.

Janie Anderson.

Yeah.

Fine, thanks, yeah.

Oh, it's all right, yeah.

Yeah, listen is John there?

No, no.

Oh he's been waylaid somewhere, yeah.

Yeah, I'll tell him.

Alright then, bye now.

(toys clattering)

- Let's drive.

(engine rumbling)

- I think we're driving.

- Goodnight, Dingo.

I hope you find Paris as exciting as your outback.

- You know when I first got this car,

everybody thought it was shit

because it was made in Germany.

But now there's are fucked, and mine's still running.

(Johnny chuckles)

(engine rumbling)

- [Johnny] Your cassette player work?

- [Billy] Yeah it works.

- [Johnny] I bought a tape of my music.

- Wait a minute.

I don't wanna hear it.

- Why don't you wanna hear it?

- Because if I say I like it,

you're gonna think I'm being nice,

and if I say I don't like it, you're gonna be hurt.

You don't need my opinion.

- Look, ever since that concert at Poona Flat,

I've been practising trumpet.

I just wanna know if I'm even halfway good.

- And then what?

- I come here and make a living.

- You've been here for 24 hours

and half your time's been spent in jail.

You must really be a positive thinker.

- What's wrong with that?

- Nothing.

- How come you don't play publicly anymore?

- You know what a stroke is?

- Sure I do.

- I reached for a beer in Munich

and my head kept going down, down, down, down.

After playing the same old shit

for forty years my soul had pulled a switch on me.

I was becoming a jazz museum piece.

I caused the stroke myself.

It was just like a brand new start for me.

So after six months in a cocoon,

I was able to sleep four hour shifts,

integrate my dreams with my music,

and now it's like a new start.

Everything is fresh.

(car crashes)

(cars honking) (speaking in foreign language)

- Well, I don't think you should drive it.

What's that over there?

- Club.

- A jazz club?

- A jazz club.

Everyone works there when they come to Paris.

I did my first gig there.

- Wouldn't mind hearing some music.

- I don't go into clubs.

I don't go in.

- What you afraid of?

- Nothing.

(hood clangs)

(upbeat music)

- Nice to see you, where have you been man?

- A table up front.

(upbeat music) (crowd chattering)

- Billy.

(upbeat music)

- [Woman] Good to see you.

- Thank you very much.

- Hey, you're looking good brother.

(upbeat music)

- Billy never comes to club, he must like you.

(upbeat music)

(audience applauding)

- I fixed it so you could sit in.

- Sit in?

- Sit In.

- Me?

I couldn't do that.

- You gotta to know if you can play with the pros or not.

- I'm not ready.

Haven't got my trumpet.

- Got one now.

- There all yours brother.

(crowd chattering)

(speaking in foreign language)

(dramatic music)

(audience applauding)

(audience applauding) (dramatic music)

(dramatic music)

(audience applauding) (audience cheering)

- Dingo Anderson.

(audience applauding) (audience cheering)

- Poona Flat.

You sure you have the right number?

That's right.

No, no.

No, merci.

(men chattering)

- Hey, I like what you do with your trumpet man.

- Thank you.

- Dingo, that was amazing, amazing.

- My Australian buddy there.

- Listen, if you're in town next week when I'm on

if you wanna sit in, you got it.

We'd love it.

- Take it cause you'll take his job.

- You mean it?

(men laughing)

Just wish my wife could've heard me, I really do.

- It could be pretty hard for you here.

- You don't think I'm good enough?

- I didn't say that.

It's not that you aren't good enough.

But it's not gonna sound the same here.

What you brought with you,

was the Dingo sounds, the outback sounds.

It's not gonna be like that.

- I understand that.

- [Billy] And even if you're good, it's still gonna be hard.

- Sure.

- We gonna record one of your compositions.

- You're having me on.

- No, no, on that last tape you sent.

- You serious”?

- Yeah.

We're gonna call it Dogs of the Desert.

Jacques will send you a contract.

(dramatic music)

- You are leaving?

- I better be getting back.

My girls are throwin' me a surprise birthday party.

Thanks for everything.

- Well now that you know you can do it,

next time, bring your family.

We've got plenty of room.

- I will.

(dramatic music)

Thank you.

(dramatic music)

- Come on, Des.

(dramatic music)

Surprise!

(light clicks)

Jane?

Jane I'm home.

(door bangs)

Evening, Ruth.

- Oh Johnny, Archie's gone out somewhere.

Could you give us a hand with this?

- Sure.

Where do you want it?

- Just around the back.

- It is Tuesday isn't it?

- Yeah, all day.

Have you been drinking?

- No not a drop.

You haven't seen Jane and the girls have you?

- No I haven't seen them for a couple of days.

- Ruth, do you know anything about a party?

- What party?

- [All] Surprise!

- Happy birthday darling.

I love you.

- Aren't you gonna join in?

We spent a week learning this thing.

(upbeat music)