(drumroll)
(rousing orchestral
fanfare playing)
(fanfare ends)
# Well, the healing has begun #
# I want you to put on
your pretty summer dress, yeah #
# You can wear
your Easter clothes #
# Sunday bonnet
and all the rest #
# But I want to make love
to you, yes, yes, yes, yes #
# Well, the healing
has begun... #
(clapping in time)
# Well, the healing
has begun. #
Fuckin' deadly
you are, mate.
Don't fuckin...
I'm just trying me lace, man,
you know what I mean?
I swear to you, you
fucking go near that,
I'm after
you right straight away.
- So fuck off. right?
- Hell, I'm just trying my
fuckin' lace and everything.
Fuck's sake.
Look here. Here.
Play us "Aslan" will ya?
All right, mate,
you're fuckin' rapid, you are.
- Thanks.
- (coughs)
# Oh, yeah, la-la #
# Hmm-mm... #
- Hold that will you?
- Yeah.
Thanks.
(breathing heavily)
Anton, fucking hell, man.
- Come on, give me that.
- (gasps)
Give me the case.
What are you fucking at, man?
For fuck's sake.
- I'm...
- What are you at, man?
I'm sorry, man,
I'm just fucking dying sick,
man, you know what I mean?
Here, I'll go
on and help you.
- Oh, fuck.
- There's all your money.
I'm just dying
sick and all.
Look, there's 20 cent.
Look it.
Look, don't fucking rob me.
I'm down there trying to fucking
make a living like anyone else.
The two of us is on
the same team, man.
I'm sorry, right,
I'm sorry, man.
But you're right.
You're rapid, you are.
You want money, just fucking,
just ask me for it.
Don't have me chase you all
the way up the street for it.
Want to give us that
fiver then, do ya?
Oh, for fuck's sake.
Here.
How's your ma?
She's dead, man.
Well, how's your old fella?
Fair play to ya, right?
I'll see you later,
all right.
Look, there's two euros, look.
Fair play to ya, right?
See you, good luck, man.
(acoustic guitar playing)
# Scratching
at the surface now #
# And I'm trying hard
to work it out #
# And so much has gone
misunderstood #
# And this mystery
only leads to doubt #
# And I didn't understand #
# When you reached out
to take my hand #
# And if you have
something to say#
# You'd better say it now #
# 'Cause this is
what you've waited for#
# Your chance to even up
the score #
# And as these shadows fall #
# On me now I'll win somehow #
# Yeah #
# 'Cause I'm picking up
a message, Lord #
# That I'm closer
than I've ever been before #
# So if you have something
to say #
# Say it to me now#
# Just say it to me now, now #
# Oh, oh #
# 0h #
# 0h. #
(muffled clapping)
Thanks.
Ten cents
brilliant. Thanks.
Excuse me?
Sorry.
Big Issue?
Can't afford it.
This song you just play,
you write it?
Working on it.
It's not an established song?
No, it's not an
established song.
How come you don't play it
during daytime?
I see you every day.
You know, during the day, people
want to hear songs they know,
just songs that they recognize.
I mean, otherwise,
I wouldn't make any money.
I play these songs at night.
They wouldn't listen.
I listen.
Yeah, but you gave me ten cents.
You do it
for money then?
Why don't you
get a job
in a shop?
I have a job in a shop.
Listen, I'm going to get
back to this, yeah?
Nice to meet you.
Who'd you write that song
for, please?
No one.
Bullshit.
Where is she?
She's gone.
She's dead?
No, she's not dead, she's gone.
You love her still?
Jesus, man.
(inaudible)
You're over her.
Rubbish.
No one who would write
this song is over her.
I'm telling you.
You play this marvelous song
to her, you get her back.
I don't want her back.
I see.
What shop you work in?
I work in a Hoover repair shop.
A Hoover?
You know, like a vacuum cleaner.
Whhzzz.
You fix vacuum cleaners?
I do.
I have a broken vacuum cleaner.
- You fix it for me?
- Yeah.
I bring it tomorrow then?
Okay.
This is great.
Tomorrow?
Right.
- Okay, bye.
- Good luck.
(strumming guitar)
# You have broken me
all the way down #
# Down upon my knees #
# And you have broken me
all the way now #
(music continues)
(phone ringing)
Hi. This is Catherine.
Leave a message
and I'll get back to you.
# I'll be far to sea #
(music continues)
That job's ready
for collection now, Dad.
Okay, son.
I'm going to head into town.
Should I turn this
around for you?
What'll I get for dinner?
The fish, maybe.
(music continues)
Hello.
How are you? How's it going?
I bring you my Hoover.
(fades)
All right.
What's wrong with it?
It is fucked.
It doesn't suck up
the dirt.
Well, listen, there's
nothing I can do,
I don't have any of my
tools or nothing with me.
I'm going on me break now.
Can you bring it in
tomorrow or something?
Well, no, I bring it today.
- You, you...
- Yeah, but there's nothing
I can do with it, love,
I don't have
me tools, or...
It's like I have
to bring it home.
If I come on break, you have
a look at it at least?
Yeah, but you
don't understand.
I come with you, then?
For lunch?
Yeah, all right.
- Yes, we go together?
- Yeah.
Okay.
Thank you.
- You hungry?
- I'm always hungry.
So you know a bit
about music then?
My father used to play in
the orchestra back at home.
He played violin.
But he got arthritis then,
and he killed himself.
Really?
But before he go, he teach me
how to play piano.
"It's not so hard
on the fingers" he said.
Do you get to play much?
Hmm. No, I don't, I don't
have a piano at home.
I can't get one in Ireland;
it's so much money.
I can't afford it.
Yeah, it's expensive
all right.
I play in a
piano shop.
This man lets me play-
one hour per day
at lunch.
Somewhere around here?
You want to
hear me play?
- Yeah.
- Now?
Yeah.
Okay.
(knocking)
Can we come in?
(buzzer)
This is the man
I was telling you about.
He's a real gentleman.
Hi.
Okay for me
to play today?
Yeah, that's fine.
Thanks.
Not the baby Yamaha
though. She's sold.
- Okie-dokie.
- Mm-hmm.
Now, which one today?
(classical)
# #
That kind of thing.
(exhales)
It's amazing.
Did you write that?
No, no, Mendelssohn did.
It's good.
It's good, yes.
Play me another
of your songs.
No.
Please.
Not here.
Why? Here, Billy
doesn't mind.
- You think it would be all right?
- Yes.
Okay.
Let's put that there, yeah?
Mm-hmm.
This is in C, yeah?
Yeah, okay,
I can see that.
Okay.
So, it goes, um...
Da... It goes,
# Da-da-da-da #
# Da-da-da-da,
da-da-da-da-da #
Yeah? And then there's
a bit in there-
Can you do that?
# Da-da-da-da-da... #
Brilliant.
And then there's another
part that goes, uh...
# Ba-ba-pa-pa-pa #
# Ba-ba-pa-pa-pa #
# Ba-ba-pa-pa-pa #
Yeah? And then the
chorus, let's see.
- You have those two bits?
- Mm-hmm.
And the chorus goes...
# Da-da-da-da-da
# Pa-pa-pa-pa, pa-pa-pa #
# Ba-ba... da-da. #
That's it. Perfect. Brilliant.
So, do you want
to give it a spin?
- Yes, try it.
- Okay.
Two, three,
four.
# I don't know you,
but I want you #
# All the more for that #
# And words fall through me
and always fool me #
# And I can't react #
We change here.
# And games that never amount
to more than they're meant #
# Will play themselves out #
Hold it.
And the chorus.
# Take this sinking boat
and point it home #
# We've still got time #
# Raise your hopeful voice #
# You had the choice #
# You've made it now #
# Falling slowly,
eyes that know me #
# And I can't go back #
# Moods that take me
and erase me #
# And I'm painted black#
# Well, you have suffered enough
and warred with yourself #
# It's time that you won #
Again.
# Take this sinking boat
and point it home #
# We've still got time #
# Raise your hopeful voice #
# You had the choice #
# You've made it now #
# Uh-huh, uh-huh,
uh-huh... #
# Yeah #
# Take this sinking boat
and point it home #
# We've still got time #
# Raise your hopeful voice #
# You had the choice,
you've made it now #
# Falling slowly,
sing your melody #
# I'll sing along... #
(vocalizing)
# Ah, ah... #
# #
# Call and I'll sing along. #
I moved back in
about a year ago,
after me ma died, just to
help me dad out, you know.
So tell me about her.
Who, me ma?
No, the girl, the special girl
you write these songs for.
No.
Come on.
What did she do to you?
Well.
# Ten years ago, I fell in
love with an Irish girl #
# She took my heart #
# But she went and screwed
some guy that she knew #
# And now I'm in Dublin
with a broken heart #
# Oh, broken-hearted
Hoover-fixer sucker guy#
# Oh, broken-hearted
Hoover-fixer sucker... #
# Sucker guy #
# One day, I'll go there
and win her once again #
# But until then, I'm just
a sucker of a guy. #
(laughing)
So she's with him now?
- No.
- Don't know.
Where is she?
# She's in old London town #
# Living somewhere
around Chiswick. #
I miss her.
It's just sort of... you know.
You're not going
to go get her?
No?
No. Fuck her.
# Fuck her,
fuck her. #
# Fuck her, she's gone #
# Fuck her, she's gone forever#
# She fucking fucked it up!... #
- (woman speaks indistinctly)
- Sorry.
Sorry.
(softly):
# Fucking fucked it up #
# She fucking fucked it up! #
# And now she's gonna die. #
(playing guitar chords)
(radio playing)
Give us the sharp eight
there, son.
And the Phillips.
Come on.
Your son
is a very talented man, sir.
Well, he should be.
I trained him meself.
Oh, no. I meant the songs.
Oh, right. Is he?
- Very.
- Okay, that's done.
You can take it back
with you.
It was just the belt,
so it should be all right now.
Thank you.
How much do I owe you?
Oh, you're fine there;
it's free.
Nothing's for free.
How much?
Say four euro, love.
Okay. We're going
to head upstairs, Dad.
Is there anything
else you need?
No, I'm grand.
Okay.
A pleasure to meet you, sir.
And you.
Take care.
Good.
Come on in.
There you are.
(music playing on tape)
(music stops)
Wow.
Can you transfer this stuff on to
disc for me so I can listen?
Yeah.
I have to go now.
Do you want to stay?
What do you mean?
Stay the night?
What?
Fuck this.
Thanks for the Hoover, yeah?
- See you.
- See you around.
Fuck.
Flowers? Flowers?
- Hey.
- Hey.
How's it going?
Hey, where you going?
I wanted to give you the CDs
that I made for you.
I'm really...
I'm just really lonely,
and you're gorgeous,
and I just...
I'm sorry. I fucked up.
I'm sorry. I...
I don't know what to say.
It won't happen again.
Do you have a CD player?
Yeah.
Here you go.
Batteries are pretty low,
but it should work.
I give it back.
No problem. Keep it.
I have to go now.
I'll talk
to you later.
You don't want to get a cup of
tea or something? I'd love to...
just talk to you
a bit more.
I have responsibilities.
I have to go home.
Is it okay to walk along
with you then?
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
Cool. Cool.
So how was it today?
Selling good.
And today is a really good day
for me
because I got a job
in a big house, cleaning.
This lady is going to pay me
some money, so I'm very happy.
That's brilliant.
I'm delighted.
This is where I live.
Oh, yeah? Cool.
All right, then.
Do you want to come in?
Can I? Yeah. Cool.
Hi, guys.
Hello.
How are you today?
Not bad, not bad.
How is work?
It's great.
See you later.
(speaking Czech)
(speaking Czech)
Ah, hi.
(speaks Czech)
This is my friend.
This is my mother.
How are you?
Nice to meet you.
How's it going?
(speaking Czech)
This is my
daughter Ivonka.
Come on.
Hello, Ivonka. Hello.
(speaking
Czech)
(speaking Czech)
Sorry?
That's dinner. Do you
want to stay for dinner?
Yeah. Thank you.
Want to sit down?
Yeah.
MOTHER:
(speaking Czech)
(both speaking Czech)
(speaking Czech)
(speaking Czech)
(speaking Czech)
Well, what did she say?
She says you're handsome.
She what?
Says you're handsome.
How do I say thanks?
(speaks Czech word)
(speaks Czech word)
(speaks Czech)
Says, "You're welcome."
Cool. Thanks.
Ty to speak a little English, Mama.
No, thank you.
Careful.
Careful, Ivonka.
Don't do that.
She's grand.
She's grand.
Where's her dad?
He doesn't live here.
Why not?
He's at home.
Hello. Hi.
These are
from next door.
They come in
to watch telly.
- Yeah.
- Hi, guys.
There's only one
telly in the building.
We watch Fair City together.
Fair City, we love.i/
We learn English
from Fair City.
Are you not pregnant?
(laughing)
How are you, man?
What is the hurry?
Just put her in there.
Okay.
There you go, dearie.
Okay.
She likes you.
(music playing on CD)
You have no lyrics
for this one?
It's really good.
I like it.
I've got a few,
but they're not right.
Huh?
I've got a few,
but they're not right.
What? Do you like it?
It's great.
Would you be into trying...
trying to write lyrics for it?
Really? I could?
Yeah. It's just
like that idea?
- Yeah.
- Cool. Cool.
That would be good.
I can keep machine
and write it?
Yeah. Do. I was having
a bit of trouble with it.
It's too romantic for me.
It is romantic.
You have a
romantic streak.
I used to have
a romantic streak.
When?
When I was your age,
I suppose.
I see. You're
an old man now.
Yeah. Dying.
Cynical.
You have to go now.
Thanks for the Hoover
and food and songs.
No problem.
Thanks for the company.
I needed it.
Me, too.
You don't want
to go for late coffee
or a walk or something? No?
I can't. See you.
Bye.
See you.
(music playing over earphones)
(humming)
(music playing)
(music stops)
Fuck you, batteries.
Jesus.
I'll pay you back.
Come on.
# Are you really here #
# Or am I dreaming? #
# I can't tell dream
from truth #
# For it's been so long #
# Since I have seen you #
# I can hardly remember
your face anymore #
# When I get pretty lonely #
# And the distance
causes only silence #
# I think of you smiling #
# With pride in your eyes #
# Lover that sighs #
# If you want me #
# Satisfy me #
# If you want me #
# Satisfy me #
# Are you really sure
that you believe me #
# When others say I lie? #
# I wonder if you could
ever despise me #
# When you know I really tried #
# To be a better one #
# To satisfy you #
# For you're everything to me #
# And I'll do what you ask me #
# If you let me be free #
# If you want me #
# Satisfy me #
# If you want me #
# Satisfy me #
# If you want me #
# Satisfy me #
# If you want me #
# Satisfy me #
(music continues)
(ends)
# Escalated #
# Little cracks they escalated #
# From back inside comes #
# Lies, lies #
# Breaking... #
# When will... #
When will you learn?
When will you learn?
# I think it's time
we give it up #
# And figure out
what's stopping us #
# From breathing easy #
# And talking straight #
# The way is clear
if you're ready now #
# The volunteer
is slowing down #
# And taking time #
# To save himself #
# The little cracks,
they escalated #
# Before we knew
it was too late #
# For making circles #
# And telling lies #
# And I, I can't
keep up with you #
# Maybe if you
slowed down for me #
# I could see
you're only telling #
# Lies, lies, lies #
# Breaking us down with your #
# Lies, lies, lies #
# When will you learn? #
(piano plays)
# The little cracks,
they escalated #
# Before we knew
it was too late #
# For making circles #
# And telling lies #
# And I, I can't keep up with you #
# Maybe if you'd
slow down for me #
# I could see
you're only telling #
# Lies, lies, lies #
# Breaking us down with your #
# Lies, lies, lies #
# When will you learn? #
# So plant the thought #
(music continues)
(ends)
Would you like to buy a flower?
- Hi. How are you?
- How's it going?
Pretty good.
- Pretty good.
- Good to see you.
I'm going to go to
London, I've decided.
- Good.
- Yeah.
That's great.
Yeah, it's good,
it makes sense.
Well done.
When are you going?
I'm going
to go Monday.
Wow, that's, that's soon.
You'll get
your girlfriend back,
and you'll get
your record deal, and...
- become famous.
- Yeah, right.
- Good.
- But listen,
I was thinking, I was
thinking before I go,
I want to make a recording
of a few songs.
A couple of the songs
I was playing you,
and I really liked the way
you played and your singing.
So, if you feel like, would
you be into playing along?
Like what we
were playing on?
- I would sing and play?
- Yeah.
I'd love that.
Really? Cool.
- So you'd be in my band for a few days.
- Yeah.
Well, that's the first thing
I've got sorted out.
Now I just need to sort
everything else out.
All right, guys, welcome.
Now, so let me
give you the tour.
That is your
live rooms in there.
This is a new desk.
You got your hard drive and
you got your outboard gear.
Now all in all
we're talking about
three grand
for a weekend of...
- Three?
- Yeah.
Three grand, that's pretty good.
You must be crazy.
$3,000
Well, have a look around.
You've everything
you need.
- What do you think, is it good?
- (softly): It's pretty good.
We'll give you one.
(chuckles)
I'm sorry.
Have you heard
this guy's songs?
I haven't yet, no.
He's great.
Okay, but, uh,
listen, I can fill
this place in an hour.
One and a half then,
that's my limit.
We can talk about two.
We don't talk.
We shake.
We shake on two, yeah?
Shake now?
All right.
Two thousand.
She drives a hard bargain.
She's a tough cookie.
So you like this shop?
I buy all my clothes here.
It's good for me, you know?
Cheap.
Nice fashions.
Okay, you ready?
Yeah, I'm ready.
That's good. That will do.
Do you like it?
You're gorgeous.
All right, can we go?
(tape clicks on)
# #
(man singing on tape)
# #
The quality is poor,
but if we can get
a professional tape,
I'm, I'm satisfied that he
can secure a lucrative deal.
You take it home, you,
you listen to it.
You play it to your boss.
I'm sure you can
get him to approve.
Can I show you something?
# I want to be free #
# I want to be me #
# I want you to bayou #
(music continues)
(ends)
Nice one, lads.
How's it going?
How's it going?
All right.
Good, how is it today?
Is it slow?
Have a look
there yourself.
Is that it? Is that it?
That's how it's
going at the moment.
Listen, I wanted
to ask you,
as myself and herself
are making a tape...
How's it going?
All right?
of a few songs down
at Samson's Studios
and I was just wondering, if
you were around next weekend,
for, to, if you'd be
interested in doing it.
A bit of recording?
Bit of recording, yeah?
Yeah, doing Lizzy
stuff. or...?
No, it's not Lizzy,
it's me own songs.
We only do Lizzy.
Really. It's one
of our things.
That sort of stuff. Is it, sort
of rocky Lizzy stuff or...?
- No. No, it's not.
- Yeah,
Singer-songwriter stuff?
It's kind of singer-songwriter, yeah.
- Kinda...
- Is it any good?
- Uh...
- It's great.
Is it?
Well, look, like I said,
I don't really know
much about them,
but they seem
like nice people.
Yeah. I just have to
call my mother first.
- Then we go.
- Cool.
Great, great.
(speaking Czech)
(hanging up)
Okay, come on,
we can go.
Cool.
(buzz of conversation)
Food's ready! Everybody
get your plates ready!
- Hello?
- Hi, how are you?
Come on in, kids!
Take a seat!
Everything all right
here, folks?
Yeah, brilliant.
Enjoying the party?
Yeah.
Great to see you here.
- Can you sing?
- (laughing)
If you can't sing,
you're out.
# There's one request
I'll ask of you #
# When your liberty you gave #
# Remember Mitchell far away #
# A convict bound in chains. #
(applause, cheers)
#... mine that once held
this heart of mine. #
(cheers, whistles)
# #
# And I love her so #
# I wouldn't trade her
for gold #
# I'm walking on moonbeams #
# I was born
with a silver spoon #
# Hell, I'm gonna be me #
# I'm gonna be free #
# I'm walking on moonbeams #
# Staring out to sea #
# And if a door be closed #
# Then a row of homes
start building #
# And tear your curtains down #
# For sunlight is like gold #
# Hell, you better be you #
(music continues)
(horn beeping)
Hey.
What are you doing here?
I just came out.
You want to go for a spin?
That's your bike?
It's me dad's.
He absolutely loves it,
but I've robbed it
off him for the day.
If he knew,
he'd kill me.
Would he?
So do you fancy a spin, no?
I'd love to,
but I have to go to work.
That's cool.
Another time, yeah?
and see if you were
into going now.
Could you have me back by lunch?
Yeah, totally.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
Fancy it?
Great.
(music continues)
(ends)
You're what?
You're married.
Does it surprise you?
Fuck's sake.
Yeah.
When?
Two years ago, when I find out
I'm pregnant with Ivonka.
(sighs)
So where is he?
He's back in
Czech Republic.
It's over now and, you know,
I come here on my own.
(sighs)
Man.
You all right?
(exhales)
What's the Czech
for "ocean"?
Ott-san.
Ott-san.
Pretty much the same.
Otsan.
So what are
you gonna do?
I don't know.
There's such distance
between me and him.
He's so much different
to me and so much older.
It doesn't really work.
I'm fine on my own, you know?
It's just, I don't want Ivonka
to grow up without a father.
What's the Czech for...
"Do you love him?"
Noor-esh-ho?
Noor-esh-ho?
So...
Noor-esh-ho?
Noor-ho-tebbe.
What?
Come on, let's go.
What'd you say?
- Tell me.
- You've got to teach me how to ride
- the bike now, eh?
- No way.
- Yeah.
- No.
So come on, can I have a go?
No.
Please.
No, leave it alone, will you?
But teach me how to
drive it, will you?
Come on, just once.
No, it's not mine.
Me dad would go
fucking crazy.
But he's not here now.
Be careful, will you!
Be careful,
for fuck's sake.
Look, he's not
here now.
- Just teach me.
- Look, my dad. Look. No, no, no.
- No?
- No.
- Please?
- No.
Me dad will go
bleedin' mental.
He totally loves this thing.
Yeah, but you drive it.
Yeah, he doesn't
know I have it.
He doesn't?
No.
Well, then he won't
know I had it, too.
No.
You can't have a go on it.
Just once.
No.
- Turn it on for me.
- No.
No.
Come on, give
us the keys.
I'll do it myself.
The key's in it.
Thank you for the ride.
I'll see you
tomorrow, yeah?
- For rehearsals.
- Okay, yeah.
Okay.
- Thank you.
- Thank you.
(horn beeping)
# Tying to pull myself away #
# I'm caught in a pattern
and I can't escape #
# I'm trying
to pull myselfaway... #
# Lately, when I get back,
there's this thing I know... #
# Everything comes
to you, way to go #
# Even a heart has
something to learn... #
Thanks, Dad.
All right, guys,
this is Eamon.
He's going to
take care of you
for the weekend.
Eamon, this is everyone.
Kit's set up.
Piano is waiting for you
in the live room.
Tea and coffee in the kitchen
as you came in. Help yourselves.
You'll need plenty.
And there is a nice
little burrito place
around the corner if you
want a snack, all right?
Great.
Okay, Eamon,
leave it to you.
Good luck, everyone.
Enjoy. And I might pop in
later, all right?
- Cheers, man.
- Cheers, thanks.
Okay, guys,
good to meet you.
We've a few little
bits and pieces
to set up.
I want to check
the drums inside.
We've already set up the kit.
Yeah, I just want to, you know,
check them for sound.
I checked them already; it's fine.
Okay, we need to set up mics
on them for recording, yeah?
Oh.
Have you done much recording?
- No.
- No.
No.
- Right. Let's get cracking.
- Yeah.
(tuning up)
Yeah, no, I can't
do it now, love.
I'm stuck here in the studio
with this bunch
of fucking oddballs.
Can you hang on a second?
Just one second.
(strums guitar)
Okay, are you ready to rock?
Are we ready?
Yep. We're in tune.
So Al and Timmy,
on the second verse, just...
this is pretty much
simple enough thing.
It's in five-four,
and the second verse,
I'll give you a nod
to come in there, yeah?
Is that all right? And you're in
from the top with me, yeah?
And you know what you're doing.
All right, then, so, uh...
whenever you're ready, yeah.
(talking on phone quietly)
All right, later.
Okay, we're ready. Fire one.
You sure you're ready?
Okay, listen now for
the click track, everybody.
And away we go.
This is track one,
take one, yeah.
All right, lads, here we go,
this is it, yeah.
(guitar strumming melody)
# So #
# If you want something #
# And you call, call #
# Then I'll come running #
# To fight #
# And I'll be at your door #
# When there's nothing
worth running for #
# When your mind's made up #
# When your mind's
made up #
# There's no point
trying to change it #
# When your mind's made up #
# When your mind's
made up #
# There's no point
trying to stop it #
# You see #
# You're just like everyone #
# When the shit falls #
# All you want to do
is run away #
# And hide all by yourself #
# When you're far from me #
# There's nothing else #
# When your mind's made up #
# When your mind's
made up #
# There's no point trying
to change it #
# When your mind's made up #
# When your mind's
made up #
# There's no point
even talking #
# When your mind's made up #
# When your mind's
made up #
# There's no point
trying to fight it #
# When your mind's #
# Your mind's #
# Made #
# Up... #
# Ah #
# There's no point trying
to change it #
# When your #
# 0h #
# Ooh, ooh #
# So... if you ever
want something #
# And you call, call #
# Then I'll come running. #
(sighs)
Okay.
Wow.
That was nice.
Did you write that?
Yeah.
(synth beat)
# You must have
fallen from the sky #
# You must have shattered
in the runway #
(music continues)
# You need somewhere
to fall apart #
(continues)
# Someone to fall upon #
(continues)
# That fools the bulls #
# The powdered hag #
(continues)
(music ends)
Okay, what do you think?
I think it's fucking weird.
There's a couple of little tech bits,
we can probably fix them,
but uh, you know, it's 4:00 in the morning,
so it's up to you guys.
Do you want to push through
or go for another one?
I'd love to keep going
if everybody is into it.
Can I have a cup of tea
or something first?
Want a cup of tea?
- You want to take ten or 15, yeah?
- Sure.
I'll tweak what I can.
You guys take ten.
Guys, why do you think there
are no blonde priests?
- I don't know.
- I don't know.
This is great.
(playing lush melody)
How's it going?
Good.
I don't think we're supposed
to be here, though.
Ah, it's all right.
This is beautiful, isn't it?
Yeah, it's a beautiful piano,
like a Baldwin.
It's a perfect piano.
- Yeah.
- Mm-hmm.
Play us one of your songs.
Hmm... They're
all half-written and more ideas.
Go on, I'd love to hear one.
Okay, I have one,
but... it's not finished and I...
I don't really...
Just play it, I know.
Okay, but the lyrics
are very rough, okay?
- It'll be great.
- Okay.
# Walking up the hill
tonight #
# When you have closed
your eyes #
# I wish I didn't have
to make #
# All those mistakes
and be wise #
# But please try
to be patient #
# And know
that I'm still learning #
# I'm sorry
that you have to see #
# The strength inside me
burning #
# And where are you,
my angel, now? #
# Don't you see me crying? #
# I know that you can't
do it all #
# But you can't say
I'm not trying #
# And I'm letting myself down #
# By satisfying you #
# I really wish
that you could see #
# I... #
You all right?
(sighs)
Did you write that
for your husband?
(laughing):
Yes, I did,
and he didn't like it.
What an idiot.
Yeah, he's an idiot.
(sighing)
Come on away to London with me.
Come on, we'll write loads of
songs and live in a nice flat.
You can bring Ivonka over,
it'll be brilliant.
Come on.
Yeah, we'll go to London
and no one will ever
find us again.
- No one.
- No one.
We'll have a brilliant band.
We'll sell out all the places
and it'll be great.
And we'll make
an album together?
I'd love that, come on.
Yeah, and, and I'll do
the backing vocals on it?
Yeah, and play
the piano.
Mm-hmm.
Come on, I'm serious.
Can I bring my mother?
Well, we should go back
to work.
- Yeah.
- Okay.
(music playing on speakers)
(sighing)
What day is it today?
(laughter)
Monday.
I think it's time we did
the, uh, the car test.
What's the car
test, Eamon?
We've been listening
back on these, uh,
big studio speakers.
So it's time we had a go
on some shitty speakers.
So...
All right, let's go.
Let's go for a spin
and have a listen in me car.
Great, man.
- Yeah.
- Go have a ride, yeah?
Let's go.
We'll clear this up later.
Timmy!
Timmy!
Come on.
Beauty.
Beauty.
All right.
(music playing)
(singing)
(music continues)
(continues)
(fades)
There they are.
(sighing)
Listen, man, fucking...
- Well done.
- It sounds fucking brilliant.
- Thanks a lot for your help.
- Lots of luck with those.
- Nice one.
- I just pressed the buttons.
It was great.
Nice, man, thank you.
- Cool.
- You two go and get some sleep.
Right, nice one.
- And thanks very, very much.
- See you.
So this is it.
- Yeah.
- We did it.
It sounds great.
It does, doesn't it?
Could I have one?
- Yeah, yeah, totally.
- Thank you.
I've got to
go this way.
Really.
Where you going?
Home.
You don't want
to come back?
I'll make you breakfast.
- We could listen to the CD, no?
- No.
I have to go see Ivonka
and organize things.
So do you.
Yeah.
You're leaving.
To London.
What do you have
to organize?
What's, what's that about?
I, I spoke to my
husband last night.
He's coming over.
Ah, brilliant.
Fair play-That's great.
- I'm really happy for you.
- It's good. Yeah.
We'll try to
make it work.
It's for the best.
Yeah.
Come back and hang out,
have a cup of tea.
It's the last day.
We'll hang out.
Whatever, breakfast, whatever.
Listen to the tunes.
Or you can come over later,
whatever.
For what?
What do you mean, what?
Just hang, just come
and hang out.
But we done our work.
Why would I go over?
We'd just hanky panky
If I come now.
What?
Hanky panky?
It won't be for hanky panky.
I know it would.
And that would be nice.
Would it?
- Hanky... Would it?
- Very interesting.
Be worthless though.
Come back later.
Mmm.
Okay, I'll come.
Yeah?
I'll come later, yeah.
Brilliant.
You sure?
Brilliant.
All right, then...
Cool. See you after.
Well done.
You, too.
(music playing on tape)
(ends)
Well, what do you think?
You like it?
It's just a demo,
you know...
It's fucking brilliant.
Really?
Fantastic stuff.
That'll be a hit, no question.
When are you off?
What?
Well, I've a few hundred quid
for you
for a deposit on a place.
Going to come over
and see you
when you're settled in.
When do you think
you'll be able to go?
I'm going tomorrow, Dad.
Good man.
About time.
(chuckles)
Will you be all right?
What do you mean?
I was all right for years
before you came along, wasn't I?
I don't have to go now.
I can put this thing off
- for a few months.
- Go.
And the best
of luck, son.
Thanks, Dad.
Make your ma proud.
Now play it again.
(laughing):
Okay.
CATHERINE:
That's good.
Yeah. I recorded a few songs.
Oh, yeah? What are they like?
They're good.
I'm happy with them.
Great.
I've missed you.
Yeah, me, too.
Do you want me
to meet you at the airport?
No. I'll come find you.
(children shouting)
I'm glad you've decided to come.
Listen, I'm going
to get cut off here, all right?
Money's running out.
Hurry up.
(change clinking, beeping)
(crowd chatter)
(doorbell buzzing)
How are you?
Hello, handsome.
- Ahoy.
- Ahoy.
Um, is-is herself in?
No, no.
Oh. Great.
(speaking in baby talk)
(baby fussing)
You don't know
where she is, do you?
Uh, she's-she's working.
She coming back, uh, evening.
Oh, okay.
Uh, will you tell her
I'm-I'm going away?
(baby crying)
Uh, will you tell
her I'll call her?
Uh... Sorry.
- No telephone here.
- You don't have a telephone?
No telephone here, no.
Damn.
Um, I'll write her, yeah?
Uh, you write her
a letter? Yeah?
Yeah, I'll write her
a letter, yeah, yeah.
- (crying)
- You go?
- No.
- Yeah?
- Yeah. Okay.
- Okay.
- Bye.
- See you, Ivonka.
- Bye.
- Oh.
- Ciao.
- I'm sorry...
(baby sobbing)
(crowd chatter)
WOMAN:
Flowers?
Want to buy
the flowers?
(indistinct, overlapping
crowd chatter)
(distant laughter and chatter)
(strumming rock tune)
- Hey.
- How's it going?
- Um, could I have a word with you
about something back here?
Yeah, sure.
(man singing)
(music continues)
(continues)
(continues)
(vocalizing)
(ends)
GUY:
One, two, three.
(ballad)
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