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[static]

[overlapping chatter]

[sirens wailing]

[Ray] We were in a rainstorm when the whole of London kicking off around us.

Danny's got no idea how we got there or why it happened.

It only makes sense to me now.

Hate makes people do stupid things.

But for us three, the only mistake was needing to be loved.

I wish I could change it all, or tell him it's gonna be all right.

But it's too late for that.

Or maybe it's never too late.

["Whitechapel" by S.C.U.M playing]

[Danny] Astrid, come on, you're just being childish.

No, of course I'm not with somebody else.

Look, I'll just jump in a cab and I'll--

♪ Color of me, your Touch gray ♪

♪ Open eyes fall again ♪

♪ Open eyes ♪

♪ Color of me Your touch white ♪

♪ Open eyes fall again ♪

♪ Fall again into eyes ♪

[♪]

What you looking at, white boy?

Put some dark meat in ya!

Oi, come here, white boy!

You know you want some.

[Ray] We need to move through the set like the Ramones.

Like we said. You know, no stopping, no fun and games.

I don't have any money!

[man] Money? I don't want your money, white boy.

I'm gonna put you in intensive care.

What the fuck was that?

[man] Batty boy. I'm gonna fuck you up.

Gonna hurt you real bad, man.

We don't need your type 'round here.

Oi, bullock-brain! Fucking leave him alone.

Step off before I cut you, babylon.

You're gonna cut me, are you?

Listen, there's two ways this could go, [indistinct].

Either you're gonna fuck off back to Bethnal Green or I'm gonna start swinging.

What's it to be?

[man] I'll be back for you, brother. And you, pretty boy.

[panting, weeping]

[electronic dance music playing]

Hey, where you going?

You said you were jumping in a cab. That was an hour ago.

Oh, I'm sorry, babe. It took forever.

[Ray] So, what, your phone hasn't got a clock on it, or you just can't tell the time?

Backstage, now.

Right, look, I gotta go get ready, then.

Good luck.

You should maybe have a word with him, straighten him out.

Did you change your hair?

Do you wanna drop by later?

Drop by?

I thought we weren't gonna do that anymore.

I said to Danny that I'm really sorry about missing the show.

[Terry] Hello, Ray.

-Hello, mate. -Listen, do you need some pills?

-I thought you went away, Terry. -No, only to Ibiza.

And I've got some decent rocks if you need any.

-Not really my thing anymore, Terry. -Well, I'll tell you what.

Take that, right? That's for the band. A freebie.

[sniffing]

So there I am,

in Ko Lan...

waking up on the beach.

And this place, I mean, it's fucking paradise.

There's white sand stretching for as far as you can see.

Crystal blue water, not fucking soul in sight.

And then, suddenly...

out of the sea steps this Thai girl.

She is fucking dazzling.

She's got legs up here, tits out there,

bronze like a fucking statue.

And she's tall for a Thai girl.

I mean like fucking Naomi Campbell tall.

And even more amazing,

as she's walking towards me,

I realize she's stark naked.

Stark fucking naked.

Of course...

I think it's the opium I've been smoking.

I mean, well, you would, wouldn't you?

But no.

No.

She's as close to me as you are now.

And I can smell her.

I could smell the sea in her hair,

so I know I'm not dreaming.

I know she's for real.

And that's what happened to me.

That's how I got a taste for it.

I mean, she was only 15, but she made love to me like no other.

-She was 15? -Yeah. I mean, I protected her,

and I bought her a house and everything.

It's not how it sounds.

There's a lot of sick people in this country, Danny.

But out there with her...

out there with her, it was different.

In her country, with her, I felt...

I felt clean.

Well, each to their own, I guess.

[sniffing]

[sniffing]

Listen, the--the other day you said you could do me an eighth of coke on credit.

Johnny. Got a minute?

What's up?

Back in a tick.

[♪]

[toilet flushing]

Listen, mate, let me just give you a [indistinct], we'll say no more about it.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Keep your hands where I can see 'em.

-Mr. McCain, let me explain. -What's to explain?

My colleagues here tell me you've been peddling bugle in my club.

It wasn't bugle! It was just a few pills.

So you've got some [indistinct] for a fucking monkey, ain't you, eh?

-Don't call me a monkey! -Why not? I'm a racist.

So fucking shoot me.

This ain't nothing personal, but I don't like brown faces.

If I don't make an example out of you, then people are gonna think I'm weak.

What are you doing, Clifford?

What? I can't take him outside?

For fuck's sake, Cliff, I'm dealing with this.

You can see I'm fucking dealing with this, right?

What's the matter with you? Go wait outside.

For fuck's sake.

Listen, I'm sorry about that.

So what's it gonna be? Fingers or nose?

Fingers or nose? What the fuck's that?

[♪]

[woman moaning]

[woman giggling]

[Ray] Found anything good?

[Danny] No, nothing.

[Ray] What are you doing in here, anyway?

-John's a good friend of mine. -A friend?

Christ, you're supposed to be on stage in ten minutes.

Look at the fucking state of you.

[John] Raymond.

It looks like you're sweating, John.

Have another shot, Danny.

Please, sit down. Enjoy my nice, comfy chair, why don't you?

Here, get that down you.

Go on, have another.

[Ray] John.

No, look, I've really got to be going now.

Go on, please. One more for the road.

I insist.

[Ray] That's enough, John.

Go on, Danny.

-Cheers, yeah? -No worries.

Found this by the fire door earlier.

Presume it's yours.

He's a nice kid, that young Danny.

Wouldn't want you corrupting him, though, Raymond.

[scoffs] It's funny, I was about to tell you exactly the same thing.

You should probably fuck off now...

while I'm still in a good mood.

[crowd cheering, applauding]

Calm down.

-Listen, let's go back there now and finish it. -No!

No, no. Look, I just need some time to think.

-I just need some time to think. -You don't need time to think.

You've just broke your fucking nose.

[crowd cheering, applauding]

Ladies and gentlemen, cheer!

[crowd cheering]

Boys...

and toys.

Please welcome onto the stage,

the hot, the sexy,

the steaming...

Forms!

[crowd applauding, cheering]

["Urb & Life" by Forms playing]

♪ Oh, we spend our Whole lives ♪

♪ Hypnotized ♪

♪ By these bedroom eyes ♪

♪ Covered her body up So I can hear ♪

♪ I see through it all ♪

♪ But I cry ♪

♪ Come on ♪

♪ You're still mine ♪

♪ And I feel my heart Beating out of time ♪

♪ As we're pulled Through the floor ♪

♪ We got so close Now touch me ♪

♪ But I shout and you stare ♪

♪ I'm alive, took me Don't ever want it to know now ♪

♪ And I gotta Take this one lying down ♪

♪ 'Cause we don't ever want it To know more, oh ♪

[crowd applauding, cheering]

Are you going back to HQ, Ray?

[Ray] No, I think I'm gonna knock it on the head for tonight.

-Yep. -Okay.

[Ray] And I don't want you all out too late either.

You're in the studio from 3:00. Don't forget.

Ray... do you have any idea why Astrid left so early?

She's probably got work in the morning.

[band member] Oi! Danny, you coming or what?

Nah, I'm gonna take a walk back, catch some fresh air, you know?

[band member] All right, see you later.

[Danny] Right, yeah. See you in a bit.

Fancy a drink on the way home?

No, I said I'd meet the guys.

Yeah, I know. I just thought you might wanna talk or maybe...

Just go and do your thing and I'll see you tomorrow.

-Night. -All right.

Saw the Brian Epstein's about that one. I'd watch him if I was you.

I enjoyed the gig tonight. Good show.

-Thanks, man. -This is for you.

Thanks a lot.

Enjoy your evening.

[Danny] I shall.

-Catch you soon, yeah? -[John] Mmm.

["Same Old Star" by Sand Box playing]

♪ I've been in love with you A thousand times ♪

♪ Been searching for you All of this short life ♪

♪ And here we are ♪

♪ Circling the same old star ♪

♪ Still can't believe I finally found you ♪

♪ Without you I don't know what I'd do ♪

♪ And here we are ♪

♪ Circling the same old star ♪

[♪]

♪ I've been in love with you A thousand times ♪

♪ Bound to each other With cosmic ties ♪

♪ And here we are ♪

Let's get fucked up first.

♪ Circling the same old star ♪

-[Danny] Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. -[Harriett] Fuck! Me! Oh, fuck.

♪ It's all been leading To this very day ♪

♪ Things had to go Just a certain way ♪

♪ And here we are ♪

♪ Circling the same old star ♪

♪ And where else can we go ♪

♪ No one will ever know ♪

♪ Our only home May soon implode ♪

♪ Next time around Where will we go? ♪

[♪]

[song ends]

[faint birds chirping]

[distant dog barking]

[Ray] I wish that I was touching you right now.

Touching you all over.

Touching you till you beg me to stop.

Go on.

[woman moaning]

You wanna feel me touching you, don't you? That's it.

[man moaning]

[man] Mmm. Mmm, yes.

[Astrid] Who are you whispering to?

Go back to bed.

[Astrid] Do you wanna come with me?

To bed?

Always.

I'm gonna step out and get some Alka-Seltzer. Do you want anything?

No.

[indistinct]

[triumphant music]

[Astrid] "Where is that exactly?" Do you remember?

-[Steve] Um... -[Astrid] C'est ou.

C'est ou.

-[Steve] C'est ou. -[Astrid] Exactement.

[Steve] Exactement.

So, we have our next lesson...

I was thinking we could do it at my house. Um...

You could come over, we could listen to some, um, music.

I've got a lot of old, um, sixties vinyl we could listen to.

-You know, Françoise Hardy? -No, I can't come to your house, Steve.

I'm sorry. It's too far.

I'm sorry. I just thought you liked me.

I do like you, Steve, but you pay me to teach you French.

And this is as far as this can go.

[Steve] Yeah, you're right. I'm sorry.

[jazzy music]

Oh, hey, Astrid. Sorry, I didn't realize you'd be here.

[Astrid] No, it's really fine, James.

We're more or less done here. Aren't we, Steve?

So, see you here on Wednesday.

Bit weird.

So, how was the gig last night? I'm sorry I missed it.

-It was good. -[Astrid] How was Danny?

Yeah, Danny was great. Awesome.

Um, hey, didn't you see him last night? I thought he came home with you.

-Danny? -Yeah.

No, I thought he went out with you guys.

Uh... oh, no, that's right. He must've gone back to Ray's.

Um, you know what? I've just got to grab some stuff from the back.

I'll be out of your way.

-Hey, Sleeping Beauty. Get up. -[Danny mumbling]

Come on, we gotta go. Come on.

-What time is it? -[James] It's noon.

[Danny] You were supposed to call me already.

I called you a dozen times.

Hayley, did you see what I did with my phone?

No. And it's Harriet.

Were you having a phone wank this morning?

You know, it all went downhill for me when you dropped that blow down the loo.

-Fuck you. -[Harriett] Fuck me? You wish.

Listen, listen, listen. Astrid's outside.

-Where? -She's out front.

You didn't tell her I'm back, did you?

[Harriett] Astrid's your girlfriend, isn't she, Danny?

Look, it makes no difference to me.

Just give me the money for cab fare,

-and then I'll stay here while you get rid of her. -[Danny] Fine.

[approaching footsteps]

What happened? Fell asleep back there, did you?

Oh, you smell. Beer and some other woman.

Not to mention the lipstick on your face.

James keeping her quiet back there, is he?

Astrid, don't be like that.

You know I'd never cheat on you.

No? You're priceless.

-Did you have breakfast yet? -No, thank you.

I have to be in [indistinct] in an hour.

-I love you, Astrid. -Yeah, take a shower.

[melancholy music]

Shame about the coke, Dan.

Sure it's no big deal to a high roller like you, though.

[snickers] Yeah, have a nice day.

[♪]

[coughs]

[Herzog] No, no, I'm doing this documentary on Redchurch Street.

Yeah. It's really about the hipsters clashing with the local Muslims

as the property prices soar.

Get this: some brain spark has decided to put on a warehouse party

three feet from the local mosque.

[call to prayer playing over speaker]

[band member] Two, three, four!

[band playing indie rock music]

You confident that James can handle the production on his own?

He's got a pretty good ear, and I can fill in the gaps.

[Max] Well, I think the record company might wanna get something

-a bit more established, you can understand. -Understood. Understood, Max.

But for me, it's more about the tour support

and giving them a big push at festivals next summer.

I'm not gonna bullshit you, Ray.

But the word is out on your boy Danny.

Come on, Max. You know how people love to talk.

Well, if they love to talk, where the fuck is he now?

Well, it's not gonna be a problem.

Really, it's not. Just let me give him a call.

Where the fuck have you been?

[Danny, slurred] Oh, hey there, Ray.

I'm just gonna go in there and--and sort that shit out.

[♪]

Oh, hey there, boys.

Hey, give us a bang on that.

Fuck off. What the fuck? You're so fucking late, man.

What the fuck? Are you fucking high?

Mate, why are you picking up the guitar? You don't even play guitar.

-Oh, I can play the guitar. -[drummer] It don't even got the strings on it, Danny.

-[Danny] You don't even have any strings. -Ray, what the fuck, mate?

Look at the state of him.

Well, Raymond, I'm glad your boy's not gonna be a problem for us.

[tropical music playing]

[Herzog] So is it deliberate that you chose

this very ethnic neighborhood for your showcase gig?

I mean, it must remind you of Marseille.

Your father was a musician, right?

No, he worked on the docks in Marseille.

I remember he was bringing

cassette home, especially, uh, rai music.

He was an Algerian.

Was that culture a big influence on you?

Not really. He left when I was six.

Okay, so what made you move here to the East End?

It seemed kind of different, I suppose.

Would you say it's tougher here than Marseille?

-Tougher? -Yeah.

I'm not sure. London can be very lonely for some people.

Especially for foreign people. And scary, too.

You mean like, uh, knife crime or social unrest or what?

I'm not sure that I'm the right person to ask about politics.

[harsh, screeching music]

Stage is fine where it is.

Obviously we'll put the PA and lights right across.

-Do you have a boyfriend? -Excuse me?

It's just I've seen you in Shorty's house.

You're never with a guy.

Here. My number. In case you ever need me.

[indistinct shouting]

Oi! Oi! Oi!

-[indistinct shouting] -Oi! Oi! Oi!

-[indistinct shouting] -Oi! Oi! Oi!

I loved your solo EP. Very... sensual.

Sensual.

Anyway, you're up for access. Do I talk to you or Jack?

Either me or the other. Listen, I've got to run.

If you need anything, you give us a call.

Sleazy asshole.

He's a property developer, what do you expect?

-Don't act like [indistinct]. -What's wrong with you today?

Been behaving all weird since this morning.

Hey. I just wanted to say thanks for the other day, you know.

If you hadn't come out with that machete,

I don't know what would have happened.

A machete? Did I miss something?

It's nothing, it's just a scuffle.

Sasha [indistinct] with the wrong Bangla kids.

Yeah, they chased me from the joiners.

-Exactly. -Well, I don't think it

-was like that. It was racial. -Racial? Really?

Oh, come on, Sasha.

How? Why is that so hard to believe?

Two kids jumped out on Sam Parker on Brick Lane,

And they didn't even take his cash. They were Bangla.

What, so now it's some sort of conspiracy, is it?

Um, I'm just saying they don't want us in the area, obviously.

Or maybe they just don't like men in makeup.

Okay, let's have some coffee.

We can talk about the show, all right? Thank you.

[prayer in Arabic playing]

How has the influx of drugs and alcohol affected your community?

It isn't just affecting the Muslim community,

it affects the whole community.

But in some respects, urban renewal has made

your street safer, wouldn't you say?

It's not safer. It's a lot busier.

With such close proximity of, um, wealth and poverty,

something's gotta give.

It always explodes into violence in the end.

Danny, it's me. I thought you were going to call me back.

Astrid, it's Raymond.

Look, I know you're probably already at Fortress, but, um...

I thought maybe you'd want me to come around tonight.

[♪]

[energetic rock music]

[singing in French]

♪ Come on ♪

♪ So come on ♪

♪ So come on ♪

♪ Baby, come on ♪

♪ Maybe I'm a fool (So come on) ♪

♪ So come on ♪

♪ Maybe I'm a fool (So come on) ♪

♪ Baby, come on ♪

♪ Maybe I'm in love (Ooh, ooh, I'm in love) ♪

♪ Maybe I'm in love (Ooh, ooh, I'm in love) ♪

♪ Maybe I'm in love (Ooh, ooh, I'm in love) ♪

♪ Maybe I'm in love (Ooh, ooh, I'm in love) ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, I'm in love ♪

♪ Tell my -- (Ooh, ooh, I'm in love) ♪

-[cracking sound -[siren wailing]

It probably sounds sentimental, but hearing the Pistols

the first time round was... a major turning point.

Was that what inspired you to put a band together?

Well, I never really wanted to play an instrument.

-I wanted to be Malcolm. -McLaren.

Yeah, he seemed to have it all figured out.

The look, the rhetoric.

Bernie was smart, but Malcolm was the total package.

Cultural force.

And is that how you see yourself, I take?

I--hardly.

I did set a few minor trends over the years,

but mostly just ripples that fed the waves.

Maybe if you stopped drinking,

it wouldn't be so difficult for you.

It isn't just the drinking.

It's chewy, so it doesn't taste like--

[indistinct]

You're hiding something.

Do you love me, Astrid?

We can fuck again if you want.

Is there someone else?

You are so weird.

I'm asking if you love me.

What's weird about that?

No, you're asking, am I fucking you

and in love with someone else? That's weird.

I'd appreciate it if you could just be honest with me.

Oh, you want honest? Okay.

Why don't we start with the random girl last night?

Oh, what about John McKay?

I haven't seen John in months.

Months? You're a fucking liar.

Colin told me the whole thing.

What were you doing with half a kilo

of his drugs in the first place?

No, it wasn't half a kilo.

John is a fucking murderer.

And if you're not careful, he'll kill you.

Oh, I can handle John.

You can handle John?

You're such an asshole.

I always think you make me feel better, but you never do.

[♪]

[ominous music]

[energetic house music]

Lehman, this is Eric Besser from 4360 down the street.

We're doing a shoot with this crazy tattoo girl.

Says she has demos.

Immediately, I thought of you.

I thought, uh, she should come and see you.

♪

♪ Boom ♪

[fast-paced music playing]

-Doesn't sound half bad. -Do you like it?

♪ Na, na, na, na, na, Na, na, na ♪

♪ Raw, raw ♪

♪ Push in now ♪

I've got other tracks, if you like.

Great. Yeah, thanks.

[♪]

Track that down. Going out?

[♪]

♪ He wants to see you home ♪

♪ Make sure that you are safe And sound ♪

♪ Who they gonna believe when There is no one else around? ♪

♪ Says he did her a favor ♪

♪ Her word against his ♪

♪ Now she can't remember ♪

♪ Her life before this ♪

♪ And you forget for a moment ♪

♪ You forget for a moment ♪

♪ You fight all the wars ♪

♪ While the pain they ignore ♪

♪ Now they're storming off ♪

♪ And slamming car doors ♪

♪ They criticize, You fall for their lies ♪

♪ Then you look in his eyes ♪

♪ And you forget for a moment ♪

♪ You forget for a moment ♪

♪ They earn all the money ♪

♪ They own all the greed ♪

♪ They take, take, take ♪

♪ They take what they need ♪

♪ Are you ready To see the real enemy? ♪

♪ Then he comes home to me And you forget for a moment ♪

♪ You forget for a moment You forget for a moment ♪

♪ You forget, you forget, You forget, you forget ♪

♪ You forget, you forget, You forget, you forget ♪

♪ You forget for a moment ♪

[zooming sound]

[siren wailing]

Good gear.

So what are we doing here, Johnny?

What, you mean at this place or in general?

-A bit of both, really. -That sounds worrying.

Yeah, maybe because I am worried, mate.

What are you worried about, Clifford?

We'll just talk about Thailand and selling up.

What, you want to stay in this shithouse forever, do you?

Of course not.

The thing is, people are talking about the young girls.

[woman laughing]

About the fact you let that scumbag go the other night.

So, what are you trying to say? That I'm a nonce or what?

-I've lost me bottle? -I ain't saying nothing, mate.

I'm just trying to watch your back, that's all.

Are you sure you're not a fucking Iron Cliff?

[low guitar music]

[John] Well, you, you've gone fucking soft on me.

What's the matter with you?

[♪]

[rapping on door]

I was in the area.

-Thought we'd give you a knock. -At three in the morning?

I've got to get it on, mate. I'm dying for the cover.

-Oh, fuck off, Cliff. -You ain't even worth a slap.

After this, I'm off down Brick Lane.

-Johnny, do you want a bagel? -No thanks, Clifford.

I don't do bagels. They make me feel bloated.

Fucking hell.

Cold cinch, innit?

[John] Look at all these posters and flyers, eh?

Place is like a fire trap.

-What do you want, John? -Danny.

You've seen him.

Look, it's late. Why don't you just give him a call tomorrow?

I've tried a bunch of times. Left some messages.

-He don't call back. -What you been calling him for?

Well, I heard how you saved Sasha Glitter the other night.

Sounded very heroic.

Now, tell me. You know, because I'm curious.

Do you like 'em effeminate or just plain queenie?

-Fuck you on about? -Oh, choices. Compulsions.

Things about ourselves that we just cannot change.

[static sound]

You know, sometimes... I dream of lost children.

[film reel rolling]

But it all starts, you know, dreams.

Look, I've got an early start in the morning, John, so...

I'll just use your toilet.

[♪]

[pulsing, ominous music]

Hurry up, mate.

We've got a bit of a situation here, Raymond.

You see, I laid on an eighth kilo bugle

on tick for Daniel the other night, and I already

dropped the parcel back there down the toilet.

-Come again? -Well, it's your toilet,

your gaff. Let's just call it an even five grand, eh?

-What? -Well, I mean, you're

his manager. You've got to cover his drug debts, right?

It's only fair.

How long have you been planning this?

There's no plan at work here, Raymond.

Like I said, it's about choices.

Well, compulsions. Things about ourselves we just cannot change.

I thought it was about dreams.

Didn't notice a fire exit back there.

There isn't one.

Give us a tinkle when you got the money again.

All right? There's a good lad.

[sniffling]

[♪]

-[roaring sound] -Fuck!

[coughing]

[eerie choral music]

♪ Your eyes Are scratching out mine ♪

♪ It's all right, 'Cause the holes ♪

♪ They are our soul ♪

♪ You found a work of fortune ♪

♪ It's all right, 'Cause I said I could--♪

[♪]

Those monitors.

No, we've already been over this.

[phone ringing]

Shit, just give me a minute, mate, sorry. Hello?

[Astrid] Ray. Ray, can you hear me?

Yeah, I can hear you. You all right?

I'm really worried about the showcase. The new back's--

It's not a good time, Astrid. I'm in the studio.

- And where have you-- -Ray!

I'll be with you in a minute. All right?

-Let me call you back. -... last time.

Ray, are we gonna do this?

...this show for me, and I'm already late.

Two minutes. Two minutes. I'll call you right back.

-Promise. - Ray, I said I'm already late.

Ray, Max says there's been a change of plan.

Just give it a chance, Danny, all right?

What's going on? You're gonna fill us in, or...

[♪]

[bagpipes skirling]

[loud crash]

[Max] Chaps, just calm down.

All I need is your ears and an open mind for a few minutes.

I think you'll be pleasantly surprised.

[slow-paced alternative music]

♪ Well, right here ♪

♪ We sat ♪

♪ Like two fighters ♪

Who or what is this?

It's just somebody we've been working with.

It sounds like Grinderman got it. It's good.

Where is it recorded? Los Angeles?

No, actually recording in Hackney, on a laptop.

Same guy that produced it, wrote it, sings it.

-Oh, like Dennis Waterman. -No, not like Dennis Waterman.

I mean, this is a major talent.

He's worked with some of the best bands around.

The Kills, The Horrors.

Back in the day, he worked with Radiohead.

He consults, teaches stagecraft, songwriting, and to be honest,

the Libertines would have been nowhere without him.

-Wild. -[man chuckling]

Well, he's outside. If you wouldn't mind,

I'll bring him in.

-That'd be cool. -Definitely.

[clears throat]

So how long have you known about this?

-Dunno. -Look, just...

meet the guy, huh? It doesn't have to be a problem.

Ray, I thought we were gonna produce ourselves, mate.

-We're doing it ourselves. -Yes.

Chaps, I'd like to introduce you to the legendary Les McEwen.

-Ray? You know each other? -Right from the dentist.

Is this some kind of joke, Max?

Danny, please, don't have any preconceptions.

Les is an amazing producer, as you heard.

And he's got some really amazing ideas for you guys.

What, the novelty records?

Told you they've got many--

I just can't believe you agreed to this.

I didn't agree to anything, all right?

Fuck you. I'm out of here.

Look, I realize on the surface it sounds ridiculous.

It doesn't just sound ridiculous. It is ridiculous.

You could have chosen any number of people to do the production

of our demos, and you chose Les McEwen,

from the Bay City Rollers.

Do you think it was my choice?

That is not the point. You should have said no.

You should have fought for something better.

It's the company line that we work with, Les,

and if it closes our deal, why do you give a shit?

Because it's stupid. That's right.

It's stupid. Maybe as stupid as selling powder for John McKay.

What, you think he wouldn't knock on

my door once you'd swerved him?

I didn't swerve him.

But you did take his powder. And you did--you did lose it.

Yeah, and now, according to World of John, you can't pay.

-So I owe him five grand. -But it was only an eighth.

You don't get it, do you? This isn't pretend now.

This isn't some guy you can just avoid and he'll go away.

Last night, he set fire to a bin in HQ.

And that's just where it starts with him.

-He set a bin on fire? -The place is like kindling.

Ten minutes later, it would have all gone up.

And what if someone was in there?

Fuck.

Well, why didn't you warn me about him?

I did, Danny, I told you a hundred times.

[♪]

["La Marseillaise" on trumpet]

[Astrid and Steven speaking French]

Okay, so keep practicing.

So, I was thinking maybe we could go for a drink later.

I'm sorry. I have rehearsals, and--

What about maybe going out at the weekend?

It's probably not a good idea.

-Why not? -You know why not, Steve.

Come on, Astrid. I mean, I'm not just... uh...

looking for, like, a quick shag or something. You know that.

Oh, yeah. So what are you looking for?

[knocking from outside]

-Uh, is Ray in the office? -Mm-mm.

Sorry. I'm Gloria. Gloria Feeney.

I just wanted to give him this other demo.

-Yeah, I can give it to him. -Do you know when he'll be back?

No, not really.

I'll just swing by later, then.

Uh, do you know if he's going out with anyone?

-A girlfriend, you mean? -I know it's strange to ask.

It's just, um, he seemed quite into me the other night, and...

Into you? Well, I'll tell him that you came by.

♪ Your baby's got on my body and glitter ♪

-She's in a right state. -Yeah.

♪ Your baby's got on My body and glitter ♪

So. I'm sorry. I should-- I guess I shouldn't be asking.

Oh, it's fine, Steve. I'm not angry at you.

[Gloria] Oh!

-You're not? -No.

[Gloria] Oh! Yes, yes, yes! Oh, oh!

You need to book other room first, a nice hotel room.

And also, you need to buy me some lingerie.

A couple set. Maybe then I can feel sexy for you.

Uh-huh.

But elegant thing though, like silk.

These are my sizes.

Just text me when you book somewhere, and...

[clattering sound]

[Astrid] We're about to finish here.

Yeah. Text me when you know your schedule, Steve.

-Yeah. Sorry. -Sorry.

I thought you were gonna call me back.

I don't have time for this right now, Astrid.

Fuck. Yet you seem to have plenty of time for Gloria.

-Gloria? Who's Gloria? -I have no idea,

but she seems to think that you're kind of into her.

You don't remember her?

You were too drunk to get it up anyway, so...

-You mean Gloria Feeney? -Mm.

She's just some nut that James brought over.

-I barely know her. -You barely even knew me.

Didn't stop you from...

Astrid, look, we need to talk.

I'm gonna see Danny.

No, you said on the phone, I'm really late.

Something you wanna tell me?

I'm sure there's nothing to tell.

[♪]

[loud burst of music]

["Knees Up Mama Brown," traditional pub song]

♪ Knees up Mama Brown, Knees up Mama Brown ♪

♪ Under the table you must go, E-i-e-i-e-i-o ♪

♪ If I catch you bending I'll saw your knees right off ♪

♪ Knees up, knees up Don't get a breeze up ♪

♪ Knees up, Mama Brown ♪

[Herzog] Why do you think the sex industry's

always been so prosperous in the east end?

Oh, historical factors. Tradition maybe.

I mean, even before the Ripper,

the well-to-do and the working classes

were coming into this area to indulge their sexual appetites.

And how's the club business changed for you over the years?

Well, like any business, you've got to move with the times.

And, well, for instance, we now feature live music,

and burlesque rather than just pole dancing.

Isn't that just to appease the local council, though?

I don't follow you.

Well, it's a matter of public record that some council members

are trying to close venues like yours and Brown's down.

Ah. Yeah, well, they do that every time

there's elections coming up, don't they?

I mean, but you knew that, right, Michael?

Because surely you did your research.

Yeah, I did. And there's a rumor that

you're going to open a club in Thailand.

-Who told you that? -Someone on the council.

Oh, yeah, as I say, they love to start rumors, don't they?

So it's true then?

You know what, Michael?

I think you and I are very similar in many ways.

I think we're both people who like to dream of escape.

-Is that it? -Yeah, that'll do.

[upbeat music]

[music rewind whirring]

♪ Baby, your eyes ♪

♪ So true to life ♪

♪ We are so... ♪

♪ Alive, we are... ♪

[sighs]

It's funny cutoff, isn't it?

Oh! This isn't working for me, Les.

I'll tell you what, little Danny boy, yeah?

Why don't you just punch me in the face?

-You what? -Yeah, maybe it'll make you feel better.

Kids like you usually do that, don't you?

Get your anger out.

You think I'm some kind of cunt.

We have to get past this, Danny Boy,

and I'm trying to help you, Danny Boy.

So why don't you just punch me in the fucking face?

-And you won't hit me back? -I won't hit you back. Go on, then, punch me.

Then you'll feel better. Go on, punch me.

Punch me in the face. Go on then, just punch me, motherfucker.

Punch me in the face. Punch me!

[Les grunts]

[high-pitched feedback whine]

[Les] Hmm.

Well, then, Danny boy, how you feelin' now?

You feelin' better?

Does that make you feel good?

Does that make you feel better, Danny?

Doesn't it? Does it?

Um, yes, Miss, can I help you?

I am here to see Danny.

-[Les] Uh-- -You're bleeding.

Oh, yeah, that doesn't matter right now.

Here, Danny, why don't you take this young lady

out for a little bit of lunch?

You might feel better.

Nice meeting you.

Bye. Hmm.

[sighs]

[James] You all right, Les?

Yeah, never felt better.

Yeah, singers, eh?

Yeah, singers. I used to be one.

[laughs] Did you really work with Radiohead?

Well, now, if I was to answer that,

I would definitely have to kill you.

♪ They're crying all the time ♪

♪ Aha ♪

♪ Tears are coming All the time ♪

I still don't get why you punched that old guy, Les.

Well, like I told you. Because he asked me to.

Okay, I have to go. I have a lesson in a few--

Listen, Astrid.

I've been thinking, why don't we get a place together?

-You and me? -A place?

Yeah. There's been talk of an advance.

If my demo goes well.

You just punched the producer, and you owe everybody money.

It isn't like that.

♪ All the time ♪

♪ Tears are running All the time ♪

First I've seen you smile all day.

Yeah, that's my sister.

I have to go.

♪ Tears are running All the time ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ Don't tell the world ♪

♪ Tears are rolling All the time ♪

♪ Tears are coming All the time ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ Tears are coming All the time ♪

♪ Don't tell the world ♪

♪ Tears are coming All the time ♪

♪ Tears are coming All the time ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ Tears are coming All the time ♪

♪ Don't tell the world ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ I'm alone ♪

♪ Don't tell the world ♪

[Steve] So, shall I pour you a drink?

No. Come upstairs.

[mellow jazz music]

I haven't really done this sort of thing before.

I think you're handsome, Steve.

I think that you're gonna make me cum really hard.

Do you want to feel how wet I am?

I need you so bad.

[Steve sighs]

You smell good, dearest.

Give me a kiss.

Mm, I'm gonna tear you apart.

[tires screeching sound effect]

Okay, uh, I can't do this.

[Astrid] What's wrong?

-Uh... -Do you wanna talk first?

No, I've gotta go.

No, you don't have to go.

Yeah, I do.

I--I mean, wait.

I'm sorry, Astrid.

[sighs] Please wait 'til I get dressed, at least.

[sighs] I'm... I'm married.

♪ I was tempted ♪

♪ T-E-M-P-T-E-D ♪

♪ Tempted by your eyes ♪

♪ I was tempted ♪

♪ T-E-M-P-T-E-D ♪

♪ The promises ♪

♪ The lies just keep hurting ♪

♪ Ooh, they just Keep on hurting ♪

♪ But I won't be the one To change you ♪

♪ And you won't be mine ♪

♪ No, you won't be mine ♪

♪ Like Eve in the Garden ♪

♪ When evening came ♪

♪ The evening came ♪

♪ How could I believe you ♪

♪ Ooh, leave you ♪

♪ Fooled and ashamed ♪

♪ I was tempted ♪

♪ Ooh, tempted I was ♪

♪ But tempted, I'm no more ♪

[buzzy grunge rock music]

[party din]

[Ray] So, did you hear from Astrid, Danny?

♪ My lips, my hips ♪

Late lesson in Spitalfields, probably.

I'm sure she'll turn up.

She was supposed to be back from Victoria,

and that was hours ago.

Now, I'm gonna go down to LEON,

and see if I can catch up with her there.

♪ No need to play it safe ♪

♪ That's the message, baby ♪

♪ Let's get drunk ♪

♪ Roar, roar ♪

♪ Now, now, now, on the floor ♪

♪ Roar, roar ♪

Astrid, it's me.

Hope you're all right.

Danny's gone looking for you. Give me a call, please.

♪ Roar, roar ♪

♪ Get down with me ♪

All right, Ray.

Listen to this.

[rock song plays over speakers]

What do you reckon?

It sounds fucking great.

Did you really ask Danny to punch you in the face?

[laughs] Yeah.

-Something wrong? -Yeah.

I don't want to be hanging out with that, uh,

-that asshole, McKay. I'm off. -[Ray] Who?

Bye, Les.

♪ Oh, tell your friends ♪

Can I get you a beer?

No thanks, Raymond. I'm driving.

Sit.

Yeah, that girl over there.

The one with the tatts.

[Ray] Gloria?

She flying solo?

I dunno. I don't think so.

And she's jail bait, that one, isn't she, eh, Raymond?

Wrap you right 'round her little finger,

given half a chance.

Listen, John, about the money.

Nothing's just about money, Raymond.

Not even money.

[Ray] I don't follow you.

[John] What you should be asking me right now

is, how do I lessen the debt?

Okay, how do I lessen the-- the debt?

Bring her around my house tonight.

Who? Gloria?

[John] Yes, Gloria.

I should be home after two.

Hey, why the long face?

You do this for me,

and we're all square, for now.

For now?

Do you know what, Raymond?

I don't think she's got any drawers on.

Dirty girl.

I'll text you my address.

[partygoers laugh and chatter]

♪ Oh, dirty girl ♪

♪ Oh, dirty boy ♪

♪ Oh, dirty girl ♪

♪ Oh, dirty boy ♪

♪ I see the stars calling you ♪

♪ I just wanna go ♪

♪ Just because It's all about you ♪

♪ I just wanna go, go, go ♪

I've been trying to get a hold of you all evening.

Where have you been?

Lessons run late, and I don't feel well, so...

I've been calling you since six.

I was worried about you.

-You've been crying. -I don't know.

The summer makes me crazy.

This looks expensive.

The underwear, yeah, my mum sent them to me.

Your mum sent you this?

[sighs] Okay, I wasn't going to tell you, but actually,

Ray bought them for me.

[Danny] Ray?

For the gig.

He said to, like, make me feel sexy, I suppose.

I knew you'd get weird, so I figured it was the best way

not to say anything.

You've been fucking him, haven't you?

Fucking Ray?

I've seen the way you look at him,

the way you hang on his every word.

Does he teach you things?

Does he make you feel safe?

Do you call him Daddy?

You're pathetic.

What does that make you?

[melancholy music]

I'm sorry, Danny, I have to go home.

[♪]

[music becomes tense]

[electronic dance music]

Just give us two minutes, mate. We'll be right back.

Do you really think he'll let me play at his club?

I don't know.

Gloria, you don't have to do this, all right?

[laughs] I don't mind fucking him, Ray.

I'd much rather be fucking you, if you weren't so uptight.

I'm not wearing any pants, do you want to see?

No--no, not in the fucking street, Gloria.

Oh, you sound like my maths teacher, Mr. McNair.

He walks like a Teletubby.

Big boozer, his nose all purple.

I bet his cock's purple, too.

How old are you, Gloria?

19. Why?

How come you got a maths teacher?

Had. You know, past tense. Ancient history.

All right. What year were you born?

[laughs]

-Try 1992? -Y--Yeah.

Yes. 1992.

1992. Well, that would make you 18.

But you're not even 18, are you?

-Okay, so I'm 16. So what? -Yeah.

What are you doing?

You said you could help me, help my career.

Yeah, well, I lied.

He probably just wants to rape and torture you.

Or worse. Where do you live, Gloria?

I'm not gonna ask you again.

-Dalston. -Dalston.

[car starts]

-Here, take her home. -[driver] All right, no probs.

[car rumbles]

What did you do, Raymond?

I sent her away.

We had an agreement.

You're a sick man, John.

And you're a fucking dead man.

[electronic reggae music]

♪ Go, go ♪

♪ Go ♪

♪ Go, go, go ♪

♪ Shake it ♪

♪ Hey ♪

[melancholy music]

[phone ringing]

[phone ringing]

[♪]

-Ray! -[Ray] Who is it?

-It's Tariq. -[Ray] Right.

There you go.

I'll see you again tomorrow, all right?

-Oh, come on, Ray. -Come on, give me a break.

-Well, we had this before. -Tomorrow.

All right, mate, I'll come see you tomorrow, yeah?

All right. See you later.

[phone ringing]

♪ Oh, Danny Boy ♪

♪ The pipes, The pipes are calling ♪

♪ From glen to glen ♪

♪ And down the mountainside ♪

[phone ringing]

♪ The summer's gone ♪

♪ And all the roses falling ♪

♪ It's you, it's you, ♪

♪ Must go, and I will stay ♪

[phone ringing]

♪ But come ye back ♪

♪ When summer's in... ♪

[static crackle]

[high-pitched feedback whine]

[phone ringing]

♪ Or when the valley hushed ♪

♪ And white with snow ♪

[phone ringing]

♪ And I'll be there ♪

[roar of jet engine]

♪ In sunshine, or in shadow ♪

[John] Raymond.

Raymond.

♪ Danny Boy, Oh, Danny ♪

♪ I love you so ♪

[John] Raymond.

[Astrid] Yes! Yes! Yes!

♪ And when you come... ♪

[voices talking over each other, distorted]

[Astrid] Yes! Yes! Yes!

[John] You're a fucking dead man.

You fucking punk!

You're a fucking druggie.

[Astrid] Yes! Yes! Yes!

[roar of jet engine]

[man moaning]

[John] Sit.

[many voices] Raymond. Raymond. Raymond.

Fuck, Raymond.

♪ Come and find the place ♪

♪ Where I am lying ♪

♪ And kneel and say ♪

♪ A prayer there for me ♪

Astrid, I've already left four messages.

But please, please call me back.

I just need to know you're all right.

[electronic reggae music]

[♪]

[phone rings]

[phone rings]

Astrid?

I'm really flying, and I need to fuck.

[sighs]

[Ray] Now, go on, get on your knees.

Get on your knees, and show me how you take it.

Show me how you take it.

Come on, take it all.

Get on your knees.

Go on, get on your fucking knees.

Get on your knees, and show me how you take it.

Fucking worthless slab of meat.

Worthless slab of meat.

Show me how you take it.

Go on, take it all.

You worthless slab of meat.

[♪]

♪ Street scuffle ♪

[radio plays quietly]

What the fuck happened to you?

I went for a walk.

You were gone all night.

And what does it matter?

You must have gone somewhere.

Or were you with someone?

Is that all you think about, Danny?

-Is that all there is? -[Danny] Answer the question.

-I don't want to see you anymore. -[Danny] What?

Because it's too complicated, and you're too much of a headache.

You disappear all night? Worry me sick?

Worried? It didn't seem that way to me.

Well, how'd you figure that one out?

I came back last night. I came back.

And when I got to the bedroom door, I could hear you.

[Danny] You could hear me?

I could hear you having fun sex with somebody.

What is this about?

[sighs] I have lessons, then rehearsal.

Please don't be here when I get back.

And that's it?

I don't trust you, Danny. I've never trusted you.

Why are you doing this?

[sighs]

I'm pregnant.

But that can't be, we were careful.

And we used condoms.

Don't come tonight to the gig.

I don't want to see you. Not here, not ever.

[♪]

[Carol] Raymond, it's me.

I've got a meeting at Shoreditch House,

and I'm thinking about dropping in.

No problem if you're busy.

[forceful knocking]

[gasps]

Yeah?

[James] Man, it's James. Open up.

You're a bit fucking early, aren't you?

[James] No, you're late.

Shit.

[pensive music]

-What? -[Ray] Hey.

[door creaks]

[sighs]

A bit early for you, isn't it, Mahoney?

You look good, Carol.

How's things?

Yeah, things are... fine.

You were never a very good liar.

Well, what is it? Do you need money?

Money, no.

So, is there a new fellow in your life?

After you? Not really.

I've been really busy at work, you know.

I still wear your ring.

Why?

It was good to see you.

Anyhow, we've got a corporate in from New York, and I'm really late.

Look, how about dinner? Just me and you. Just for old time's sake.

I can't, Raymond.

Look. I'm a mess without you, Carol.

Look, please. Look, just--just give me a chance.

Give me-- just give me a chance to--

[scoffs]

You never learn, do you?

Always gotta think with your dick.

What are you talking about?

Your flies are still undone from your last adventure.

Oh, Christ. I must be mad!

You're a child, Mahoney. A pathetic child.

I'm all the things you say. And probably worse.

But look, I never stopped loving you, Carol.

-Not even for a second. -Fuck off.

[melancholy music]

[sighs]

Okay, so Tom's bringing your dress around five o'clock,

and then the taxi's gonna pick you up at six, okay?

Okay, great.

Um, do you know where Raymond went last night?

I think he had a publishing meeting 'til late.

Something like that. So.

Have you met Gloria?

-Gloria? -Yeah.

Really young, and really sleazy.

Mm-mm. Astrid, I don't get involved in stuff like that.

Listen, she's probably not important, okay?

Come on.

So...

So, why Shoreditch?

There's an atmosphere here. A sense of possibility.

Also the sex, and grime, and, you know, abnormality.

It makes me think of an Otto Dix painting.

[fast-paced electronic music]

I heard that you've been attacked outside of this venue.

Yeah, but I think that was racially motivated.

You don't think that your appearance might have played any part in it?

Maybe in the beginning.

[buzzy grunge music]

♪ No one knows ♪

♪ She won't do it ♪

♪ Hey, hey ♪

♪ We don't care to cross Her grave ♪

♪ Hey, hey, hey ♪

♪ Skinned alive To haunt his grave ♪

So--I'm on tour, you know.

He got--he smashed my nose up.

Hold up. Look who it is, look who it is.

Look at these two fucks.

What are you doing up here?

You gonna sit on the ground or what?

-Come on, what you gonna do? -What?

-[all shouting] -[man] Come here! Come on!

Hey! Hey! Come on, let's go!

Do you want some of this?

♪ Show me, girl ♪

♪ Yeah, in the arms of a girl ♪

I thought we weren't doing this anymore.

-Doing what? -Rocking up late,

still messed up from the night before.

[sighs] Give me a break, man.

I've just been chased all the way through fucking Hoxton.

Shut up, Danny.

Me and Les were in the middle of something, weren't we?

I'm not making it up, man.

I came out of [indistinct],

and there they were, both of them.

What are you talking about?

You know, Dapper John and the other one.

[indistinct]

Hey, Danny, why is John McKay chasing you down?

It's just a misunderstanding, Les.

You know how I feel about these things, right, yeah?

That prick almost got me sent down.

-All right, all right. -Must have been a big night.

Yep.

You want to hear the new track, Max?

Might cheer you up.

I'm sure it sounds amazing, Les, but...

Uh, well, look, the label's letting me go.

What are you on about? What, you got fired?

Pretty much. And all my projects have been shelved.

We're shelved?

Oh, you're having a laugh.

I'm sorry, Danny. I really am, mate.

I'm gutted.

What are you doing?

Well, you heard the man, the party's over.

I'm going home.

Fucking hell.

[Astrid] Can I ask you something, Marion?

What it is like being a mum?

What's it like?

Well, it's wonderful and horrific all at the same time.

It's like a train going through your body,

and than a million sleepless nights.

But for me, though, when I hear my little boy laugh,

it all seems worth it.

-How old is he? -Three and a half.

You're not planning on having one, are you?

Planning? No.

So we're gonna have our next lesson Wednesday.

Okay.

[♪]

Hope to see you tonight.

Thanks again, Astrid, for those books.

Excuse me.

You must be the gorgeous Astrid Angel.

[♪]

Can I help you?

Danny or Raymond about?

I'm afraid they're not.

Can I give them a message?

Message?

No. No message.

I'll take it they'll be at your gig tonight, eh?

Ah, Rob Silver's place.

I'll see you down there, then, eh?

Good luck.

[♪]

I can't believe Les just fucking walked out like that.

Can't really blame him, though.

What about if we go back to Mercury, Ray?

-Can we talk to them again? -I doubt it.

Still that offer from Rough Trade, though.

Wasn't much of an offer, though, was it?

No, but Jeff Travis has got some weight.

I told you we'd be fucked if you said yes to Les.

-Hey, that's not happening. -It's exactly what happened.

[phone ringing]

[AStrid] John McKay came to HQ looking for you and Danny.

Said he was coming to my gig tonight.

Look, don't worry about it. It's just a tempest in a teacup.

How can you put me in the middle of this, Raymond?

I'm right in the middle of something.

Let me finish up and I'll come and see you.

-I promise. -You'd better get here soon.

-Was that Astrid, Ray? -Yeah.

[sighs] Dapper John came round HQ.

Can I talk to you for a moment outside?

I know there's something going on between you and her.

Between me and Astrid?

-Danny, come on. -You must think I'm blind.

Don't give me that look.

You fucking iron.

You fucking cunt.

I never wanted to do any of that stuff with you, Ray.

Not for a moment. I mean, you used me.

You manipulated me.

I just want normal stuff. I'm not like you.

Danny, you're right. I'm sorry, okay?

It's not your fault. I just--

Don't touch me, you sick motherfucker.

I'm not your enemy, Danny.

Astrid is pregnant.

Danny.

[♪]

Look, we've said all this before,

and we still have trouble every time you do sing here.

Every single time.

Once people are out on the street,

it's beyond my control.

Don't even have a license to sell alcohol.

Actually, we do.

You could [indistinct] on the premises.

Just move it there.

It'd be so much easier for everybody.

-No, that's not feasible. -Of course it's feasible.

Cancel it. Give the people their money back.

It's a free event.

Look, we can post signs to direct people away

from drinking outside the mosque.

Look, I'll even put an extra man

outside the door to enforce it, okay?

That's rubbish, and you know it's rubbish.

Look, can you wrap this up? I've got to be somewhere.

And all you're doing is raping our neighborhood.

[protesters] Zig-a-zag-a! Zig-a-zag-a!

Oi! Oi! Oi!

Zig-a-zag-a! Zig-a-zag-a!

Oi! Oi! Oi!

Zig-a-zag-a! Zig-a-zag-a!

Oi! Oi! Oi!

Zig-a-zag-a! Zig-a-zag-a!

Oi! Oi! Oi!

[thrumming instrumental plays]

[♪]

I thought you told her to be here.

-I did, man. -So where the fuck is she, then?

She's over there.

It's not like you to be late,

especially not for something like this.

I'm sorry.

You sure you're okay?

-Yeah. -One, two,

one, two, three, four.

[♪]

[singing in French]

[♪]

♪ In love with you ♪

♪ Baby, I'm still In love with you ♪

♪ Oh, in love with you ♪

♪ Baby, I'm still in love with you ♪

Oh, baby.

[speaking in French]

[speaking in French]

[♪]

Have you got a minute?

Yeah.

I mean, I'd just like to chill out a bit

before I get chained in.

How you feeling?

I'm fine, why?

Look, Astrid, all you've got to do

is just hang on for one more night.

Just do that, sing like you just sang in there,

and everything's gonna change.

Will you change, Ray?

I know I should have been better to you,

kinder, more honest, but...

by tomorrow morning, none of that's gonna matter.

It matters to me.

Actually, it's all that matters.

Do you know who the father is?

-Excuse me? -The father, you are pregnant.

Look...

whether it's me or not, I'll help you.

You want me to get rid of this?

Of course not, unless that's what you want.

What I want is for the baby to be yours.

-I'm sorry. -Look,

there's nothing to be sorry about.

It's gonna be all right, I promise.

It's fine, I promise.

But right now, I just need you to go and get ready, okay?

Okay?

She doesn't look very happy.

These two are in for [indistinct].

Meredith [indistinct] from Red Bull records.

Don't worry about Jerry Graff, I'll meet him across the street.

Oh, and I've asked Becky to print out some signs

saying no drinking outside the mosque.

Her name is [indistinct] again.

Not very funny, are you?

[Danny] Hey, Raymond!

Hanging out with the pretty boy, are we?

-Makes perfect sense to me. -Danny.

Danny!

Put the guitar down, Danny.

Danny.

Put it down, Danny.

Get him out of here.

And sober him up for [indistinct].

[♪]

♪ So far, so good ♪

♪ Felt the rain, I should ♪

♪ Find shelter, Pull out my umbrella ♪

♪ But today I'm feeling... ♪

[retching]

♪ If I get wet, The heart don't bring... ♪

♪ Moving on to new things, Always with my own spin ♪

♪ A queen deserves a true king (True king) ♪

♪ Living like a movie, See the way I do me ♪

♪ Love that inner beauty ♪

♪ (Inner beauty) ♪

♪ I'm not the type To disrespect me ♪

♪ Get off my back, Cause you're not ready ♪

♪ See how I flow, I do this in my sleep ♪

♪ Act like a boss, I don't like the job ♪

♪ In this machine mentality ♪

♪ Making my dreams A straight reality ♪

♪ Gradually, My fantasies become so real ♪

♪ Thankfully, it's Meant to be ♪

♪ I feel so... ♪

[tape rewinding]

[crunchy techno instrumental]

[♪]

[crowd chattering]

[indistinct shouting]

[♪]

-Hello, there. -Hello.

John McKay.

-John McKay? -Yeah.

It's him!

-[Johnny] Yeah. -Yeah, you don't remember me.

[indistinct shouting]

[crowd cheering]

[band starts playing]

♪ It's how I wanna be ♪

♪ Are you doing okay ♪

♪ What'cha doing Right now, baby ♪

♪ I thought you went away ♪

♪ I really gotta go, go ♪

♪ I had to say hello-lo ♪

♪ I guess I'd better go, go ♪

♪ Just wanted you To know, know ♪

♪ I'm still crazy about you ♪

♪ It's hard living Without you ♪

♪ And all the pain That I went through ♪

♪ I'm still thinking About you ♪

♪ (About you) ♪

♪ (About you) ♪

♪ (About you) ♪

♪ Saw you the other day ♪

♪ I had to look away ♪

♪ You were holding hands With your new man ♪

♪ I hear you're gay ♪

♪ Oh, you better go now ♪

♪ Yeah, you better go now ♪

♪ Before I start to cry ♪

♪ Feel I'm gonna die ♪

♪ I'm still thinking About you ♪

♪ It's hard living Without you ♪

♪ And all the pain that I went through ♪

♪ I'm still thinking About you ♪

♪ Still thinking about you ♪

♪ It's hard living Without you ♪

♪ And all the pain that I went through ♪

♪ I'm still thinking About you ♪

♪ (About you) ♪

♪ (About you) ♪

♪ (About you) ♪

[crowd cheering]

Astrid, that was special.

I'm so glad we got over here to see that.

-Wow! And the crowd loved it. -Sorry, guys, but--

No, we're kinda busy, Danny.

Look, can I just talk to Astrid?

Okay.

Say. Sorry

If we were to sign her to the US, Ray,

there are certain guarantees we need.

Not to mention she'll need

genuine business management over there.

Listen, I'm gonna head out of town for a while.

And figure out where my head's at.

That's what you came here to tell me?

Well, no.

I was thinking that when I got back

we could figure something out for the three of us.

And that's me, you, and the baby.

Listen, Danny, this is not that simple

and even if it was, there are things that you don't know.

Astrid, I understand.

I don't think so.

Well, at least let me tell you the rest of it first.

The rest of what?

The person you heard me on the phone to...

It was Ray.

I heard you having phone sex with Ray.

Yeah.

And that's not all there is to it.

There is more?

Are you asking me to step aside?

Well, it depends how far you want her to go.

You see, if Astrid was to sign to somebody like Asylum in LA,

she could be on tour with, say, The Strokes for three months.

We could have an album out in the fall.

[♪]

Of course, I'd make sure you had a terrific buyout.

How much?

Enough so you wouldn't need to worry.

And all I'd have to do is walk away?

Pretty much.

Hey.

You ain't banging her are you, Raymondo?

-Hey, hey, hey! -Raymond, fuck you!

Motherfucker! And you did it to me, everything to me.

-What are you talking about? -He told me everything!

Hey, it's not true, it's not true.

It didn't mean anything, Astrid.

-Liar, he's trying to see John McKay! -Where is he? Where is he?

Fuck.

Oi!

No drinking outside the mosque.

Oi, you can't drink there, it's a mosque.

Fuck off.

Did he just say fuck off?

What, mate?

I said fuck off.

Hey, what are you doing?

Oi!

[indistinct shouting]

[sirens wailing]

[glass smashing]

[indistinct shouting]

[sirens wailing]

[John] Raymond.

[indistinct shouting]

[sirens wailing]

[sirens wailing]

I'm so sorry.

Ray's gone.

It should have been me.

No, he would never have wanted that.

[Danny coughing]

I keep thinking I'm gonna wake up...

and none of this is real.

[sniffling] Okay.

We should go home now, okay?

Come on. [sobbing quietly]

[Ray] I said it was too late.

But life isn't always about absolutes.

Second chances just happen sometimes,

even when we don't deserve them.

We call it hope or love.

Either way,

they get to wake up and start again.

I hope they get it right this time.

♪ Do you ever want to go... ♪

But not everybody gets a second chance.

♪ Do you ever want to go? ♪

♪ Do you ever want To go home? ♪

♪ Do you ever want to go? ♪

♪ Do you ever want To go home? ♪

[faint grunting]

♪ Do you ever want to go? ♪

♪ Do you ever want To go home? ♪

♪ Do you ever want to go ♪

♪ Do you ever want to go home? ♪

[♪]

♪ Serge Gainsbourg And Daddy ♪

♪ Jack Daniels, Bacardi ♪

♪ Voulez vous venir Un milkshake? ♪

♪ At the bar, Bin Laden, Sarkozy and Stalin ♪

[singing in French]

♪ What do you say? ♪

♪ Sacre blah, blah, blah ♪

[singing in French]

♪ Sacre blah, blah, blah ♪

♪ Ah, sacre ♪

♪ Sacre blah, blah, blah ♪

♪ Blah, blah ♪

♪ Sacre blah, blah, blah ♪

♪ A guava, banana ♪

♪ Tequila, bandana ♪

♪ Candy colored, Tangerine flake ♪

♪ I stroke the sonic, Serve the tonic ♪

♪ Psychedelic, gin and tonic ♪

[singing in French]

♪ What do you say? ♪

♪ Sacre blah, blah, blah ♪

[singing in French]

♪ Sacre blah, blah, blah ♪

♪ Ah, sacre ♪

♪ Sacre blah, blah, blah ♪

♪ Blah, blah ♪

♪ Sacre blah, blah, blah ♪

[♪]

♪ Sacre bleu ♪

♪ Sacre blah ♪

♪ Sacre bleu ♪

♪ Sacre blah ♪

♪ Sacre bleu ♪

♪ (Sacre blah) Sacre blah, blah blah ♪

♪ Blah, blah ♪

[singing in French]

[singing in French]

♪ Sacre bleu ♪

♪ Sacre blah ♪

♪ Sacre bleu ♪

♪ Sacre blah ♪