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Whoo!

Who's ready to celebrate, huh?

* Celebrate good times Come on *

* Let's celebrate *

* There's a party Goin' on right here *

* Me and some guys From school *

* Had a band And we tried real hard *

Power of love!

All right! Thank you!

Oh, Gary and Jean, congratulations.

Well, one more? One more?

All right, we'll do one more.

All right, but hold on. Hold on. All right.

You guys seem pretty cool. I'm gonna try something.

It's a little... a little different, okay?

Some of you might recognize this one. It's off my first album.

Fucking nice, lads.

* You and I We live in our own movies... *

Do you want to go for a drink?

- I'm shattered. - Can you order me a Coke?

* You're the star in yours And you're the star in mine *

* I *

* I'm in a fast car Blowing up everything *

* You, you get the best scenes And the best lines *

* But I want you *

* I still do *

* And we still got time *

* If you wanna run *

* I'll be running Right at your side *

* Maybe running Just a little bit wild *

* And I'll be running Till we run out of time *

* I'll be there At the finishing line *

* I, I was there At the beginning *

* I, I was there *

* When you were Losing your mind *

* I, I'll be there When we are winning *

* It's just a matter of time It's just a matter of time *

* It's just a matter of being At the finishing line *

* Hey, hey, whoo *

Huh!

* Hey, hey! Hey, hey! *

* If you wanna run *

* Well, I'll be running Right at your side *

* Maybe running Just a little bit wild *

* And I'll be running Till we run out of time *

* I'll be there At the finishing line *

These are fucking deadly.

That was the last time, Rick.

No more dusting your dreams off in the middle of a set.

Stick to the hits.

They would've loved that song if they'd just stuck around to hear it.

It's their fucking loss.

All right. I get it. I know. I know, all right?

I get carried away sometimes, but these songs need to be played.

Rick, this is the wedding game.

These people are about to jump off a cliff with someone.

They want something safe. Something familiar.

Not your weird late-'80s, possibly early '90s,

hard-to-define rock that you do.

So, what? Are you gonna fire me?

Not yet.

Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

We're not rock stars, Rick.

We're human jukeboxes.

Never forget that.

Come on, girls. You're gonna be late!

Mum, hurry up!

All right, you got everything? You got your homework?

Yeah. Mm-hmm. Yeah?

You all set? Mm-hmm.

You sure you got everything? I'm gonna be late.

Yes, I do. But have a great one, okay, sweetie?

- Okay. - Love you.

Have a good one!

Will we see you tonight? No, I'm staying over tonight, remember?

Oh, okay. See you for breakfast? Yeah. All right.

Do a good show, all right? Okay.

Hey! You still got it, baby.

Oh. Get over here, you rock bitch.

Mmm.

Don't fuck any groupies.

Not unless you call me first. Oh, my God.

Mum, leave him alone, would ya?

Yeah, leave me alone, okay?

I'll be waiting. All right.

Good morning, Mr. O'Brien.

Hey, Rick!

* Riding down the highway *

* Going to a show *

* Stopping on the byways *

* Playin'' rock 'n' roll *

* Getting robbed *

Here we are, boys.

Wakey-wakey.

Good morning.

Am I making a right here?

That's it, Rick.

* I tell you, folks It's harder than it looks *

Here we are, boys!

Look at this fuckin' place.

Is this Downton Abbey?

Wow!

Oh, are we staying in the main house?

Where the fuck are you going with it?

- It's back there. - It should be up here.

Past the second gate, and then it's on the left.

- Ah, fuck. - Fuck, man.

Oh, yeah. That's our girl.

Come all the way in.

Right. Um...

This is ye.

You've got two bunks, and then the blow-up bed,

which you'll have to blow up.

The email said something about the room being en suite.

Welcome to Ashdrum Castle.

I'll see yiz at the gig, yeah?

- Thanks, Claire. - Thanks.

Bye.

Jaysus, I'm bursting.

You'll never guess who's gonna be at this wedding.

Who?

Danny Wilson!

Who the fuck is that, Kyle?

That's that kid from the boy band. What are they called again?

- Which band? - It's a boy band with all the boys in it.

What are they called again?

- Inseparable. - No.

Irreparable.

- Insufferable? - No, no.

He was on a reality TV show, remember that?

What was that called again? I can't remember.

Are we stoned? Or just old?

Bit of both.

* Hotel, motel *

* Make you wanna cry *

* Ladies do the hard sell *

* Know the reason why *

* Getting old, getting gray *

* Getting ripped off Underpaid *

* Getting sold, second-hand *

* That's how it goes Playin' in a band *

* It's a long way to the top If you wanna rock 'n' roll *

* It's a long way to the top If you wanna rock 'n' roll *

Impossible! What?

That's the one. Look, Danny Wilson.

He''s all over social media.

He's in town for the wedding.

He's a childhood friend of the groom's.

Ah, yeah. They were a brilliant band.

They were in me fucking hole brilliant, Kyle.

Danny Wilson.

He was the one with the impossibly cute smile,

and let's not even talk about that hair.

While his buddies from Impossible went on to successful solo careers,

Danny has taken the scenic route.

Hey, Danny. We're waiting for you. No pressure.

* ...won't matter when the world is over *

* And the stars burn out *

* The world is better With your body on it *

* That's what I'm obsessed about Ooh, ooh *

* Fun won't matter When your head don't follow *

* But there ain't no tattoo *

* Right now all I think about Is fun with you *

We are screwed, guys.

I'm telling you, this is just death of the music industry right there.

Manufactured content for young, excitable teens.

Rock is dead.

I don't want to sound like it was, you know, better in our day

but it was better in our day.

* Guess who Just got back today *

* Them wild-eyed boys That had been away *

* Haven't changed Had much to say *

* But man, I still think Them cats are crazy *

* They were askin' If you were around *

* How you was Where you could be found *

* I told them You were livin' downtown *

* Driving all the Old men crazy *

- *The boys are back in town * - *The boys are back in town *

- *The boys are back in town * - *The boys are back in town *

All right!

That was great!

Whoo!

Will you ask him...

Thank you! Ask him. Ask him if he can do it now.

My guy, great sounds.

Oh. Thanks, man. Congratulations. Oh, thanks.

Uh, listen, man. Do you think a buddy of mine could sit in for a couple of songs?

He's a singer. Oh, uh... Well, we don't really do that.

I understand, but it's just a song or two?

For Barbara.

Please, Rick? It would literally make my night.

Please? Let him up, Rick.

Yeah. No, uh, of course. Yeah, absolutely.

Thank you so much!

Hey, everyone. Um...

- What a day. - Speech, George! Speech!

Let's give a round of applause for this great band, The Bride and Groom!

It's "Groove."

The Bride and "Groove."

Yeah, that's what I said.

It's a pun.

Um, I just want to invite someone up here to sing a couple of songs.

Goddamn it, Danny. Danny Wilson, get your ass up here

and give us some of your magic! What a snake.

- Go on, Danny! - Danny! Danny! Danny!

Danny! Danny! Danny! Danny!

- Thank you so much. - Congratulations.

Thanks, man.

Hey, man. You guys sound great. Um, I'll just do one and get out of your hair.

No worries, man. What do you want to do?

Um, what's next on your set list?

"I Wish." Stevie. Perfect.

Love it. All right. Okay.

* Looking back on when I was a little nappy-headed boy *

* Mmm, ooh *

* Then my only worry Was for Christmas *

* What would be my toy? *

* Hey *

* Even though we sometimes Would not get a thing *

* We were happy with the joy The day would bring *

* ...back door to hang out With those hoodlum friends of mine *

* Mmm *

* Greeted at The back door *

* With "Boy, thought I told you Not to go outside" *

* Oh, oh, mmm, mmm *

* Tryin' your best to bring The water to your eyes *

* Thinkin' it might stop her From whooping your behind *

* I wish those days Could come back once more *

* Why did those days *

* Ever have to go? *

* I wish those days could *

* Come back once more *

* Why did those days *

* Ever have to go? *

* 'Cause I love them *

* Smokin' cigarettes *

* And writing something Nasty on the wall *

* You nasty boy *

* Teacher sends you to The principal's office down the hall *

* Mmm *

* You grow up and learn *

- *That kinda thing ain't right * - *Kinda thing ain't right *

* But while you were doing it *

* It sure felt outta sight *

* I wish those days *

* Could come back once more *

* Why did those days Ever have to go? *

* I wish those days *

* Could come back once more *

* Why did those days *

* Ever have to go? *

* And I loved them so *

What?

Danny Wilson!

That was the most fun I've had in a long time.

Hey, you wanna join the band? Yeah. Why not?

What's your name?

Rick. Rick Power.

Where are you from? Kansas City.

Thanks for having me. Thank you.

Danny Wilson!

Bingo. Gonna link that up to the band's Insta.

Thanking you.

Okay.

Back into the field of engagement.

Don't make a fucking show of yourselves now.

Okay, Ma.

Horns on them.

Good night, gentlemen.

Not gonna leave the guitar in the van, Sandy?

This lady stays with me till the early morning light.

I'm gonna walk around a bit. Clear my head.

See you back at Shangri-La.

All right.

Hey, Kansas!

Is that what I think it is?

Uh, no, no, no. We're, uh...

We're one of those strictly drug-free wedding bands.

Yeah, you want some?

That was, uh...

Man, that was something else. You were...

- You were great up there tonight. - Ah, that was fun.

Yeah. Really fun. Yeah.

Uh, so how long you been on the Emerald Isle?

Thursday, Friday, Saturday...

I think about, um...

15 years?

Just... Why?

Ah, married. Yeah.

Irish wife. Ah. Irish wife and Irish daughter.

Yeah. Yeah. Congrats.

I was over here on tour, uh, with my band, Octagon.

No? We had a show

and she was there, and...

Of course. And here we are.

What about you? You... You, uh... You married?

No. No, no, no, no.

My parents had me way too young, so I'm... I'm in no rush.

Good. Smart. How old are you? 27.

Oh, yeah. You got plenty of time. Pfft.

So, uh, what happened with the, uh... the other band?

Fizzled out. Yeah.

I still write songs, but I, uh...

Yeah. Yeah.

You know what? Come with me.

I want to show you something. You got time?

Sure. Yeah.

All right. Oh, wow!

Yeah. Damn, man.

I mean, it's okay. You should probably see mine.

Jesus Christ!

Can I get you a beer?

Yeah, that sounds great. This is cool.

Dude. Is that a J-200?

I am impressed.

My God, the Jumbo.

Yeah. 1952.

Brazilian rosewood.

Found that thing in a shithole guitar shop in Cincinnati.

Yes.

I mean, that sounds like a fucking orchestra.

Wow, cheers. It certainly does.

Cheers.

So you're recording? Yeah.

Came out here early, try to catch a different vibe.

I gotta present my label with some new material, so...

Oh, you write? I do. Yeah.

The whole boy band thing was just a bit of a crazy detour.

Mmm.

Now, they're just starts, okay?

- But that's the vibe. - * On the ledge now *

* Terrified *

* Getting close To the edge now *

- * It's now or never * - Okay.

* You'll never find your voice If you won't talk *

* You're never gonna run If you don't walk *

* You're never gonna fall If you don't look down *

* You'll never find your voice If you won't talk *

* You're never gonna run If you don't walk *

* You're never gonna fall If you don't look down *

* So don't look down If you wanna... *

Yeah, I mean, you get the idea.

The chorus, I think, still needs a... a lift or something, but...

But it's really good. It's really good.

Could I make a suggestion?

Why don't you go... * Never gonna... *

Why don't you go like...

* Never gonna run If you don't walk *

* Never gonna... *

* ...look down *

I fucking love that. Alternate, right?

And then... So, so, uh... Yes.

Second half. * Never see The world through a TV *

Yeah. Yeah!

You watch TV? Keep going.

People watch TV? I watch TV. Yeah. I think people...

Like, picture a girl in her bedroom.

Like a teenage girl in her bedroom. Yeah.

So she's... she's not living. She's in her... Like, she's not out.

She's not... But she's on her frickin' phone all the time, looking down.

Yeah. No. You never see this.

Don't look down. But it's also... No, it's...

I'm always telling... You have to...

Yeah, you're like a tightrope walker, right?

And you have to keep going. If you look down, you're fucked.

Okay. It's like me...

Yeah. Dick around with the band, you know?

The expectations are so high.

Of course. Yeah. I don't know.

* You never see the world Through a TV *

Uh, and... And...

* Nothing ever worth it Is easy *

* You're never gonna fall If you don't look down *

* So don't look down *

I fucking love that. That is it.

* Don't look down * Can I have that?

Look, all I did was just throw in a little paprika,

a little spice on top.

You did some spicy spice.

Add whatever spices you want on it. Yeah.

* To the eyes That seem so far away *

* It's a long way From Crumlin to LA *

Yeah! No, I love it, but I...

That's the melody. But I think it...

Right now it's, like, somewhere between Bob Dylan and Tom Petty.

It needs to be fucking Bruce Springsteen.

Just rippin' Telecaster. Mm-hmm.

A riff at the beginning, the drums just going...

And also, last thing, what... what the fuck is Crumlin?

Oh, it's a-a suburb of Dublin. Yeah, okay.

We should probably change that.

It's your song, but it should be Dublin.

Dublin to LA? Yeah.

Well, that was staring me right in the face.

And so is this. Perfect. Thank you.

Shall we? Yeah, let's do it!

I mean, we're here. I mean, we are here.

We are drinking from...

* Dublin to LA * Yeah!

So you play something, and then I'll...

I'll come up with the lyrics. Or we can...

Let's write one. Let's write a boy... a boy band song right now.

You actually have to appeal to two things.

Parents and teenage girls. That makes sense.

Because the lyrics have to be appropriate

so the parents will let their kids listen to it.

* Your love Just drives me crazy *

Totally appropriate.

* I love you Don't mean maybe *

* I wanna fuck you, bab... *

I can't say that. * Baby *

* Mmm, mmm *

* You make me Wanna have a... *

* Baby *

* And grab your tit-tays *

No, no, no.

Hey, that, uh, song you played. The first one.

Who is it about?

The same girl all my songs are about.

Mm-hmm. What about you?

You write for somebody?

Someone special?

Marcia.

Marcia? Yeah, Marcia.

Is she the one?

I don't know. Maybe.

I hope so.

You'd be shocked how much of a struggle it is

for people to take you seriously.

Dude, I could tell within two minutes of meeting you

you are not just some boy band guy.

Thank you. I mean it.

They don't think that? No. They don't.

Then they're fucking idiots.

I was on a label,

and I told them I was taking a year off when Aja was born.

Mm-hmm. Yeah. They're like, "Great."

A year later, I go back, I'm dropped.

Fuck! Fuck labels.

You don't even need them anymore.

I am like George Harrison

with a-a drawer full of songs after The Beatles broke up.

Well, that's aiming high.

You know what I mean. I know what you mean.

Yeah, I just gotta get back to playing Madison Square Garden.

It's that simple.

I'm sure it's just a matter of time.

* How to write a song *

* Without you *

* 'Cause every song I ever wrote in my life *

* Is about you *

Yeah, I like that. Thank you!

* We're both in for a ride *

* So hold on to me tight *

* It's out of Our control now *

* And even when it's rough *

* When all The wheels come off *

* I never wanna slow down *

* 'Cause I don't think I know how *

C? C.

* How to write a song *

* About you *

* How to sing the words *

* That ring true *

You should keep the "How to write a song" going every time.

* How to write a song *

* Without you *

* 'Cause every song I ever wrote in my life *

* Is about you *

So good. So good.

Okay, so, uh, do you have a bridge yet?

No, man. I've been working... What about...

That thing's dogging me for years. What about...

We could finish this right now. I wish. No, I can't.

I gotta go.

My daughter has got to get to school. What?

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

My wife has work, and if I'm not home to take her,

she's gonna skin my balls. Oh.

Skin your balls? Geez.

I had a blast. This was awesome, man.

Awesome. Thank you so much.

Oh, my God. Thank you.

I guess I'll see you down the road somewhere.

You will, indeed. And, hey,

play the music you want to play, Danny.

You'll get there. Thanks.

Wait a minute. Hold on.

Okay.

Take that.

That is my management company, okay?

So if you find yourself in LA, you wanna get a hold of me,

you call them, let them know you're trying to get to me

and I'll get back to you.

All right. Well, thanks!

And you are too good for that fucking wedding band.

Seriously.

Ah, here, which one of you muppets left a guitar behind?

Hiya!

Hi, lads.

Well done at the gig last night. I heard it was only rockin'.

Just doing our job, darling.

So, uh, which one of you is Rick?

Uh, that would be me.

Mr. Wilson asked me to give this to ya.

- Thanks. So, that's for you. - Nice.

Hi, Bernie. Claire.

Jesus Christ, that's a Gibson J-200, the Jumbo!

- I can't take this. - Mr. Wilson said you'd say that,

so he told me to tell you to shut the hell up and rock on.

Bye, Bernie.

What a great kid.

What a fucking great kid!

Hey, babe.

- The rocker returns. - That's right.

- The spoils from the road. - Mmm.

- Mm-hmm. - Mmm.

Whoa. Oh, I know.

Oof. Mmm.

God, he's very handsome, all right.

What? He's a child.

Leave him alone, woman.

You're not looking too bad yourself there.

I remember that guy. Remember?

He's still here, you know? Uh, he's standing right next to you.

Danny Wilson! What was Danny Wilson like?

He was incredible.

He heard some of my songs.

He said they were insanely catchy.

Were they his actual words?

Yeah, well, they were words to that effect. Yeah.

* Yeah, yeah, yeah *

* Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah *

* Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah *

* Ooh *

* Ah *

* Ooh *

* Ah *

Baby, I really missed you.

The network's being a real pain in my ass at the moment.

They want me to take away the parts of the show

where my character does her direct address to camera.

What?

Like, a rap feature on this could be cool.

Yeah. Yeah, yeah. You hearing that?

- It's like the whole crowd... - * Like we're living in *

* Like we're living in 1984 *

* ...can make you tough *

* Standing out On the ledge now *

I think I'm gonna release this one as a single.

* Terrified *

* Getting close To the edge now *

* It's now or never *

* You'll never find the words If you won't talk *

* You're never gonna run If you don't walk *

You wrote all that in Ireland? Productive.

It's all supposed to be like a metaphor for taking a risk.

It's kind of where I am now, you know? Mmm.

Like a tightrope. And, like, a good producer or whatever

just, like, comes and basically adds all those layers

and takes it to the next level.

Definitely. Yeah.

A great, great producer, for sure.

Yeah. Cool.

Okay, play another one. I want to hear more.

Yeah? Yes! Yeah.

Do you have more wine? I'm gonna go and get a bottle.

Great.

Yeah.

- Hey, oh! - Hey, there he is.

How was the land of the leprechauns?

Ooh. Careful. Talk like that will get you canceled.

Or the presidency. You want a drink or something?

- No, no. I'm good. Thank you. - All right.

- So, the new stuff, I listened to it. - What do you think?

Feels good to me. I think it's great.

But, uh, you know, I don't... Um...

I think maybe the label's gonna feel there's not enough development

from "Impossible" and I know they really want to see who Danny 2.0 is.

I feel like we have it in those records.

Well, you know, they're album tracks, which is great,

but there's no singles.

And they want something they can show people,

"This is you now... ...Danny Wilson." Right?

Well, they don't know what they're talking about.

There's this meme going around right now

uh, after your little appearance at your buddy's wedding.

And the caption on the meme says...

"Is Danny Wilson fronting a wedding band now?"

It's funny. It's hilarious.

Hilarious. But, um...

the thing is, people aren't that surprised.

Fuck you, man. That's what you pay me for.

But look, Danny.

There's a point at which being in a boy band

really helps your solo career, right?

And then there's another point right after that point where, like...

...it's a total fucking albatross, okay?

Yeah, which point are we at now, Mac?

We're at the point where you're... you're... you're eating fucking bugs

on a reality TV show, dude,

or you're... you're making a guest appearance at a function

as the guy from "that boy band."

Right now, that's all I can get you, bud.

That's your... your outlook?

Your brilliant outlook on the situation?

It's great, Mac. Dude, I'm on your side.

I'm just trying to tell you.

If you want to hold on to the house

and all the cars, and the stuff, and... and me, uh...

we're gonna have to dig deep, buddy.

So I've heard there's a tour coming up.

- We're going to Germany, Italy. - You're all set.

We're playing a few shows.

- Poland... - Yeah.

We're going to Dublin soon,

which I'm really excited about. I've never been.

So where do you guys see yourselves in 20 years' time?

Oh, seriously?

Um...

Madison Square Garden.

- That's our guy. - That's our guy.

- Aja! - Fuck.

Aja, come here! Come here for a second.

Come here.

I want you to listen to something.

Will it take long?

Why? What's happening? My life.

No. It won't take long.

But check this out. Come here.

Now, this is rough.

It''s called "Satellite."

It's temporary, right? I mean, it's just a demo.

Just play it. Yeah. All right.

* She laughs *

* She cries *

- * You won't catch the tears in her eyes * - Yeah. It'll build.

* She's been hurt before *

- * But she hides it away From the world * - I love that part.

- I love that part right there where it's... - * She's a star *

* A star across the heavens *

- * A diamond In the black of night * - No.

- Right? Comes in. - * But she doesn't know she's shining *

- * She's lonely like a satellite * - All right, now picture this,

like a 30,000 seat arena.

Like, this is... I think this is

- probably the first song we'd play... - * She's here *

* She's gone... *

- It wasn't done! - No, I get it.

Okay. You get it. And?

Yeah. I-It's good.

It's like music you and Ma would listen to.

Uh-huh. Right. Well, Mom has great taste in music.

That's why I married her.

Women aren't lonely anymore...

like satellites.

We're not space hardware. What?

And we're not interested in falling in love either.

Okay. All right. What are you interested in?

Revenge.

Right.

That is a great song.

And a great song cuts through time.

Can you drop me to Caitlin's? She's having a party.

When?

Five minutes.

Yes.

* You're spectacular *

* I can't remember Where we met *

* Was it February, no *

* How to write a song *

* Without you *

* How to write a song *

* Without you *

* I don't know What to write... *

No.

* How to write a song *

* Without you *

Ah, there it is.

* How to write a song *

* Without you *

* How to write a song *

* Without you *

* Every song I ever wrote in my life *

* Is about you *

Hey.

Hello.

Keep going.

* Even when it's rough *

* When all the wheels Come off *

* I never want to slow down *

* 'Cause I don't think I know how *

* How to write a song *

* Without you *

* How to write a song *

* Without you *

* How to write a song *

* Without you *

* Every song I ever wrote in my life *

* Is about you *

Who is it about?

It's about you. Of course.

Oh, God. Are you okay?

Um, sorry.

Um...

Oh, it's just like the most romantic thing someone's ever said to me.

Wow.

You have to record that. Really?

Yeah. It's like an...

It's like an old-school ballad or something. It's...

Yeah, but it's not like a hit though. It's just a...

I mean, it's a nice song.

But it's real.

Ninety euro for football boots?

Crazy. Yes.

The whole world has gone mad.

Would you like a receipt?

Yeah, thanks.

* How to write a song Without you *

* Every song I ever wrote in my life *

* Is about you *

* Every song I ever wrote in my life *

* Is about you *

* And even when it's rough *

* When all the wheels Come off *

* I never wanna slow down *

* 'Cause I don't think I'd know how *

* How to write a song *

* Without you *

* How to write a song Without you... *

Well?

It's lovely. Why are we listening to it?

* How to write a song Without you *

Come... You don't recognize it?

Should I?

Of course. Yes, you should. That's my fucking chorus. And verse.

Are you serious? You wrote that?

I sung it for you.

You don't remember? When?

- Uh, well, I mean, it would've been... - I don't remember that.

A lot of music gets played around here. You couldn't remember the half of it.

Look at that. It's already up to two million views.

Thing just came out yesterday. I like what he did with it.

It's pretty good.

Are we gonna be rich?

Huh?

* How do I *

* How do I *

* You never did show me how *

* Yeah *

* How do I You never did tell me *

* How do I, you never did... *

So who'd the idea originate with?

Me.

- Did I never play this for you guys? - No.

Are you sure it wasn't his idea and you just sorta busked it with him?

Because that's a fucking great song right there.

Yeah.

Well, it's 'cause he's got some big shot producer juicing it up.

And he came up with a really nice bridge, but the core of that song is mine.

- Well, do you have a demo for it? - Yeah, can we have a listen?

Uh, yeah. I... I... probably. I mean, I have to look.

- Really? - I-I could never finish it,

so I didn't even...

So has anyone heard this song, Rick?

Uh, I played it for you, right? Yes.

Well, at least that's something. Probably.

Jesus. Well, did he, or didn't he? I can't remember, Binzer.

I'm not in fucking court, okay?

So what you're saying is, he's stolen your song,

but you have no recording of it.

And no one, including your own bandmates,

has ever heard it apart from your stoner ex-con mate,

who might have heard it.

- You were in prison, Sandy? - And your 14-year-old daughter,

who can't remember it.

That's not a great look, Rick.

Come on, lads. Back to work.

When you find it, let us know, yeah?

Well, congratulations, yeah? Good song.

Don't mind them.

Oh, yeah. Bingo.

Hello, M.D.P. How may I direct your call?

Yeah, hi. Uh, can I speak with, uh, Mac, please?

Who is calling?

Uh, Rick Power. I'm calling from Dublin, Ireland.

I'm a friend of Danny's.

May I ask what it's in connection with?

Um, actually, well, I'd rather you not. It's a personal matter.

I can't forward your call

- unless you state your business, Mr. Power. - Uh...

- He stole your tunes, bro. - Can you repeat that?

- Wilson thieved his song... - Sorry. Yeah, no, uh, it's about a...

It's in relation to a co-write between myself and Danny Wilson.

Thank you so much.

I can leave a message for Mac's team, if you like?

No, you want to speak to Mac directly.

I'd really like to speak to Mac directly.

Mr. Darling is not available.

You're just lying now. Hey.

- Excuse me? - Put Mac on the phone...

Hey, all right.

Sorry. Hello? Hello? Hello?

So... Hello? Hell...

Oh, Jesus fucking Christ, Sandy!

Twenty-five million views.

You shouldn't speak to anyone from his organization

until you've got some legal advice, Dad.

I ju... I'm... I need to talk to Danny.

I need to remind him that half that song is mine.

He's already released the song, Dad.

I think it's safe to say he doesn't think you're owed a credit on it.

He stole your tune, bro.

I'm telling you, he's a good guy.

I just... I just need to talk to him.

Look, if it is your song, you need a lawyer

to explain what your options are now.

What do you mean "if"?

- Yeah. - Hello, M.D.P.

- How may I direct your call? - Fucking idiots.

Do you have any record of this song being yours

in the public domain?

Like a performance on YouTube? Yeah.

Yeah. Instagram?

Annotated music released on the Internet?

No. No, I don't. Uh-huh.

Oof.

Yeah, so what are my options?

I'm afraid you don't have any options, Mr. Power.

Legally speaking.

What about illegally speaking? Okay.

So then it just gets sticky...

Hey! Go on.

But anyway, so it was really funny. In school...

* Who do you trouble When you're... *

Come on, where are you?

* She laughs... *

Nope. Come on, I know you're in here somewhere. Come on.

* In the daytime Your little bus... *

Any luck?

It's gotta be here somewhere, Rachel.

Maybe you have a recording on your laptop.

No, I checked.

Do you want to take a break and go for a drink?

- Mm-mm. Just... not now. - Okay.

I'll be down in a minute. Okay.

Where are you, you f...

* It's a long way to... *

- This? - * We gon... *

- No. - * Taking pictures in this... *

Mac Darling Productions. Please hold.

Any luck, Rick?

Not yet, Andy.

Do you know what you should do?

Have a Guinness.

- This is M.D.P. - Great idea.

Our offices are currently closed, but please leave a message.

Hi, this is Rick Power calling for Mac Darling.

Again. Call me back, please.

Cheers.

This another one of your hits, Rick?

* He was a hardheaded man He was brutally handsome *

* And she was Terminally pretty *

- Yo, yo, yo! - Yo!

- What up? - What's up, my dog?

- You're looking at it. - Uh-huh.

Hey, uh, can I get a sec? Yeah.

Hey, guys. Can you take me down, please?

- Let's bring Danny down, please. - Danny is coming down, guys.

Um, do you know this guy called Rick Power?

Oh, yeah, the wedding singer guy from George's wedding.

Yeah, the guy you ended up on YouTube with.

Thank you.

So he says, um... ...that he co-wrote the song.

What? Yeah.

- What is this, sausage rolls? - Ooh.

IS this vegan?

Mmm. Pretty good. Huh, it's not bad.

Yeah, he says you guys were jamming after the wedding

and, uh, that's where the song was written.

I mean, we had a few beers. We... we jammed a bit, but...

Mmm.

But you didn't play

any version of "How to Write a Song (Without You)"

while you were jamming?

I mean, I can't really remember, you know?

Okay. You're not certain? We were pretty banged up.

Mmm.

Was anyone else there?

Mmm. No. Just the two of us.

And there's no recording, no video, nothing like that?

Definitely not.

We called ASCAP, BMI, SoundExchange.

There's no record of any previous song.

Guy's just a fantasist.

Mmm. That's a bummer. He was a nice guy, you know?

Gave him my guitar. Mmm.

Well, you know, nice guy, whatever.

I still gotta muzzle him, so, um, best thing,

just don't text him, no calls, no messages, nothing.

Just let me do my thing. Yeah. All right.

Okay, buddy. I'll see you out there.

We're ready, Mr. Wilson.

Let's reset...

Hello?

- Rick Power. - Yeah?

Mac Darling, Mac Darling Productions.

- Finally, thank you! - Yeah.

You've been quite keen to get in touch.

Right. Yes. Thanks for calling.

How are ya, Rick?

What can I do you for?

Uh, well, I wanted to talk to Danny.

What's it concerning?

Uh, the song, "How to Write a Song (Without You)."

Yeah. Great tune. Big hit.

That's right. Well, I wrote that big hit.

Okay. Yeah.

That's what they said you were gonna say.

I wrote it. Ask Danny.

- I did. - And what did he say?

"Who is Rick Power?"

He said that?

I've got a lawyer's letter on its way to you right now.

We have established that there is no public record

of anything in your songbook even slightly resembling

"How to Write a Song (Without You)."

But if you continue to harass my client

or choose to make your bogus claims in public,

we will come down on you like a ton of fucking bricks.

Legally speaking.

Now if you don't mind, I have to make another four of these calls.

Don't call my office again.

* We're both in for a ride *

* So hold on to me tight *

* It's out of Our control now *

* And even when it's rough *

* And all the wheels come off I never wanna slow down... *

...back to the show. Yeah, I know. Ow!

Good to be back. Yeah.

Ten... Ten years... Yeah.

...of the show. It's ten years that... Yeah.

* How to write a song *

* Without you *

* How to write a song *

* Without you *

* How to write a song *

- * Without you * - "How to Write a Song."

"How to Write a Song" is the...

It's a beautiful ballad.

* When every song I ever wrote in my life *

* Is about you *

* This could be *

* The song that saves me *

* Or this could be *

* My albatross *

* But if this is All I've got... *

Will Danny win a Grammy?

Will Danny win a Grammy?

* How do I You never did tell me *

* How do I You never did help me *

* How do I You never did show me how *

* Yeah *

* Sending out an SOS *

* Sending out an SOS *

* Sending out an SOS *

* Sending out an SOS *

* Sending out an SOS *

* Sending out an SOS *

* Sending out an SOS *

* Sending out an SOS *

* Sending out an SOS *

* Sending in The summer of '69! *

Hey! All right!

Whoo!

- Let's hear it for Aisling and Laura! - Whoo!

It's wonderful to be here

to celebrate the wedding of two incredible people.

And, you know, a successful marriage

is acknowledging the other person in a partnership

for the hard work they do

and, uh...

giving them credit for keeping this thing afloat.

And let's keep this party afloat.

Let's have a joyous celebration

until the sun burns us off this planet.

- Yeah. - Okay.

That's a joke. But not really, 'cause that is happening.

What should we sing? What do you guys want to do?

Shut up. Just sing. Hey. Hi. Sorry.

Uh, can I just make a request? Hmm?

Could you play "How to Write a Song (Without You)"?

It's just... It's her favorite song. We don't do that song.

Come on. Everyone knows it. No, no.

You know, "How to..."

"How to Write a Song (Without You)"? Yeah.

It's not on our list. We don't play that song.

It's not on our list. Seriously? Just for the slow dance?

We sent you the list. You approved the list.

You looked at the list, and then you said, "Yeah.

We'd love for you guys to play our wedding with those songs."

If you want to pick a song from that list, and we'll be more than happy to...

Okay, thank you all so much. Cheers, lads.

- Kyle, Kyle, let's go. - What should we do?

- You want to do one of the other songs? - No, we're singing the song.

"Summer of '69"?

- Just fucking sing. - We're playing it?

- Shut that shit down, Binzer. - Sing the song, Rick.

- Do your job. - Play it.

- Hey. - Cut it out.

Bernie.

- Sing the... Fuck you and... - Shut up. Stop...

Sing it! Sing the fucking song!

Oh, my God! Don't film this!

That's my song!

Calm the fuck down!

Oh, my God!

Well done, Rick. Look at that poor, young woman.

Are you happy now? That is it.

You stupid prick. You are fired!

I quit your shitty band!

Yeah, I quit too.

Sandy, for once in your miserable life, would you quit following me?

Please, just leave me the fuck alone!

Yeah, thanks a mill, you prick!

Mmm.

Mmm. Grab one more.

Wanna take it easy there?

It's nonalcoholic. Relax.

* Shouting up the flats From the roof tops *

* I engraved me name on... *

And I better play this because everybody's been asking me today.

The former boy band star back with his much-anticipated new single.

This is Danny Wilson.

- For fuck's sake. - * I couldn't get the sound out *

* I never want to *

* Find out *

* How to write a song *

* Without you *

* How to write a song *

* Without you *

- Come on, Rick. Join in. - * How to write a song *

* Without you *

Don't turn it up! Turn it off.

Dad, watch out! You're gonna hit...

I got it! I got it!

It's okay! It's okay! It's okay!

The Power family?

- You're good to go. - Thanks.

Doors closing.

Do you want tea?

Oh, yeah. Thanks.

- You need to leave for a while. - All right, Rach.

Rachel. I don't want to hear it.

Drink driving your family home. No, I wasn't drunk.

Just get the fuck out... I wasn't drunk. They tested me.

I was trying to turn the song off the radio.

Oh, my God! If I hear one more word about that fucking song!

We've got the bills going through the roof.

- Uh-huh. Yeah. - School fees, and you!

You got fired from your band for scrapping at a fucking wedding!

Do you know what? Paid for that whole fucking school

if I'd gotten the money I deserved from writing that song!

Stop! Stop, stop, stop! Stop dreaming, Rick!

I'm not dreaming! Did you say, "Stop dreaming"?

Yes, I did. No. I'm not dreaming.

I killed my dreams, and I stayed here for you and for her.

What did I even give them up for?

If you had gone back to America,

you'd be playing Madison Square Garden by now?

Yeah. Madison Square. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Who knows?

Yeah, it might be that simple. Because all you need is one great idea.

And I had it. I had it. I wrote a number one song,

and I'm living in a shoebox with two women who don't believe me.

* But I wrote a song *

* I wrote a song *

* I wrote that song *

- I wrote a song. - Well, fucking prove it, Rick.

Yeah, fuck this.

* Words fall through me *

* Always fool me *

Go on, Ed Sheeran.

* And I can't react *

We're mad keen about ya.

Fuckin' hell.

* And games that never amount *

* To more than they're worth *

* Will play... *

Oy!

Hey! What, you're not gonna...

What are you gonna do?

The fuck is...

Oh, for fuck's sake.

- Hey. - Yes?

- I had nowhere else to go. - Wow.

So you call round here because you think, "He's Sandy.

Yeah, he'll look after me, let me sleep on his couch,

smoke his weed," yeah?

No, that's-that's... that's not why I'm here, brother.

No, no, no. Don't "brother" me.

You just expect Sandy to always be there for you.

Living with his ma, plucking on his guitar,

no hopes and dreams of his own, no interior life that Sandy may have.

Just a sidekick in your fucking show.

You're right.

You're right.

- Sorry. - Yeah.

Fuck off with yourself.

Fucking hell, who's this?

That's Aja texting me.

What? What'd she say?

She says, "Tell me da I believe him."

Oh, Jaysus.

No.

Ah, here he is. Come here. Bring it in.

Here's your Sandy.

Come on, let's fast-track this shit. Come on.

Yeah? It's all right.

I'm here. Yeah?

I'm sorry I yelled at you, and I'm sorry...

I said your life was miserable. You got a great life.

Jeez, I'm glad nobody's around to see this monkey business.

Me too.

- You ready? - Yep.

- Good. Time for a little payback. - Big time.

That's right. For my song. Your song, baby.

My fucking song.

Who the fuck do they think we are?

Two muppets who'd take this shit lying down?

- Not anymore. - That is not what my forefathers died for.

- Let's do this. - That's right. Get your passport.

Okay.

Wait, why?

Because if he won't engage with us, we'll engage with him.

Let him hide under a rock.

We'll flip over every rock in LA till we find him.

In California like?

Mmm.

- Well, that's where LA is. - But that's fucking miles away.

Yeah, I know. You were just talking about our forefathers.

- What do you mean? - What about me ma, though?

- She can't come. - I can't just leave her here.

Sandy, you're really killing the momentum here.

Yeah. Wait there.

Mam? I need to borrow your car. I'm off to Los Angeles.

So the kid's playing three shows in LA starting tonight.

What are you gonna say to him if you find him?

I won't know until I look him in the eyes.

And if words don't work, when will the violence be starting?

What violence? What?

What violence?

I don't know.

Ay, yeah.

Ay, yeah.

Ay, he's a stupid prick.

Thank you!

Los Angeles, you have been absolutely incredible tonight.

All right, it's time for story time. Story time.

About a year ago, I was in Ireland at a hotel.

I met this guy, and he played me this next song.

He's a great songwriter, who's an even better guy

and he helped me, uh, turn this song into a smash.

And he's here tonight, all the way from the Emerald Isle.

Give it up for Rick Power!

Love you, man.

Rick Power!

* How to write a song *

* Without you *

* How to write a song *

* Without you *

* How to write a song *

* Without you *

* When every song I ever wrote In my life *

* Is about you *

Rick Power!

Rubbish! Rubbish! Rubbish!

Rubbish! Rubbish! Rubbish!

- Rubbish! Rubbish! Rubbish! - Rubbish?

You have rubbish?

Your trash, please?

Should we just cut that guy a check?

What guy?

Uh, the wedding guy.

I mean, he's a decent writer.

And he was in the room.

It just might be a cool thing to do.

You told me to kill it, so that's what we did.

Where there''s a hit, there's a writ, Danny.

I can't tell you

how many times I've had to deal with these jokers

with their fucking hands in my clients' pockets.

It makes me sick.

Yeah. No, I hear you.

And also, I mean, you don't want that story coming out, you know?

"Huge pop star steals wedding singer's song."

It's not a good look.

But I didn't steal the song. No.

I know you didn't steal the song. Of course you didn't steal the song.

You made the song what it is. Yes.

You made it great, you know?

Where do artists get their ideas?

Who knows? It's just alchemy.

Throwing shit at the wall to see what sticks.

Yeah. That's your genius.

Yeah.

LA, baby.

Home of the Sunset Strip.

Whisky a Go Go. The Roxy.

Laurel Canyon. Chateau Marmont.

Other things pertaining to LA.

How are you doing, darling? That's right!

* We're both in for a ride *

* So hold on to me tight *

* It's out of Our control now *

* And even when it's rough *

* When all the wheels Come off *

* I never want to slow down *

* 'Cause I don't think I'd know how *

* How to write a song *

* Without you *

* How to write a song *

* Without you *

* How to write a song *

* Without you *

* When every song I ever wrote In my life *

* Is about you *

- Please! - No, it's not gonna happen.

I got a... Yeah, yeah, yeah. You on the guest list?

All right. Yeah? That was...

Oh, boy.

Hi. Uh, Rick Power.

I'm a friend of Danny's. From Ireland.

Let me just have a look.

- I'm not seeing anything here. - Really?

- Yeah. - He always does this.

Let me call him.

Although he does turn his phone off after a show a lot of the times.

Dude! You idiot.

You forgot to give my name again.

I know. It's okay. Don't worry about it. You're forgiven.

Okay. You sure? You want me to just head back there?

All right. He says I should just go back there.

Okay. Can I speak with him?

Thank you. Please.

Hello, Mr. Wilson?

Hello, security. Danny Wilson, what's up?

Yeah, hi. I have a Rick Powder here for you.

- Power. - Yeah, the Power Point.

He's a good buddy of mine from Dublin, Ireland.

He's got a guitar he's bringing up to me.

You just send him right up.

He's always smacking my balls about not putting him on the list, guy.

And... Oh, wait. And his other buddy who's coming along.

Cool guy, in a couple of seconds.

Okay, um, will I just take them to the Green Room?

Hello, listen.

Yeah, you should take them to the Green Room

because otherwise, I will have you...

I will fire you.

That was just awesome.

Yeah?

- Thank you for that. - Yeah. Sure it was.

Hey, solid work, bro.

Fuckin' Sandy.

- Hey. - Hey.

Are we in?

Uh, surprisingly, no.

What? No.

For some reason, they didn't buy it.

Rick?

- Wait, Barbara? - Yeah.

- From Ashdrum Castle. - No way! Oh, my...

Hey! George, how are you doing?

- Oh, my God. - What are you guys doing here?

Uh... We were just in town,

and Danny told us to come to the party after the show.

Yeah, except, uh, he didn't tell us where it is.

Oh. Well, it's... ...it's not actually here.

It's at his house.

Oh, no, no, no. I know. No, no.

He told me about that, I don't know the address.

- Oh. Well, you'll just come with us. - Yeah.

- Really? - We'll all go together.

Yeah. Yeah. We go with them?

- Come with us. - Yeah!

- You sure? - Absolutely.

- Danny'll be super excited. - Great!

He hasn't been able to shut up... Yeah.

...about how much he enjoyed playing with you guys.

- Uh, I'll text him. - No, you know what? Let's surprise him.

- You know what? - Yes. That is...

- Danny loves surprises. Yeah. - Yeah.

How's the band going?

Let's go.

- Let's get this party started. - We're ready.

Oh, thanks, darling.

- * The only way I know for sure * - Hey!

* To change the way We live together *

* We gonna Get it back to love *

* Yeah, we got to live it *

* The only thing I know for sure... *

Look, I need to get him on his own

so let's split up and meet back here in 15 minutes or so, okay?

Let's move out. All right.

Hey, Sandy. Keep your shit together.

* And once again We get a chance to make a difference *

* Don't let it *

* Go to waste *

* I know it takes believing *

* But we still have the chance To learn from our mistakes *

Excuse me.

* We don't have to Stay the same *

* Let's change the rules Of the game *

Hey, stranger. Want a shot?

- What do you got? - It's tequila.

I'd love to, but I'm actually here on business, so.

Is that accent from Ireland?

Not just the accent, the whole body.

Do a shot with me.

- You're, like, really authentic. - No.

First time I've heard of an Irish guy turning down a drink.

Are you sure you're the real thing?

I know.

Who was that?

It's right up here.

This way. This way.

Jesus Christ, look at that Cherry Burst Gibson Les Paul.

What I wouldn't give for a ride on that pony.

What about this pony?

Mmm.

You know, I have spent half my life

wondering what those lights

would look like from this view.

And, uh, now that I see them they look almost less real.

Rick. Hey.

- Uh, wh-what... - I was in town. Thought I'd drop by.

Hi.

Ladies, would you mind giving me and Rick a minute to chat?

I'll just meet you back downstairs, okay?

Just be a minute.

It's good to see you, man.

I thought we might jam with my, uh, cool guitar.

Yeah. Okay.

Look, I'm sorry we haven't had a minute to catch up.

Oh, come on. What are you... With your schedule? Are you crazy?

Come on. This is your moment, Danny.

You gotta seize it, you know?

Grab it. You gotta grab it with both hands.

Both hands. Right?

You gotta grab everything that's in front of you,

and don't let go.

And how are you doing?

Well, I lost my band, you know.

And, um, I'm losing my family.

Yeah. I can feel it.

I'm losing my grip on reality.

Mm-hmm. I don't even make music anymore.

And all for what?

For a stupid fucking song.

Yeah. By the way, hey. Sorry.

So rude. Forget what... How about you? How are you doing?

Hey, the new EP. That dropped hard.

Wow. You're finally finding your voice, man.

Getting there. Yeah.

Yeah. I mean...

"How to Write a Song (Without You)"...

It's, what, 500 million views last time I checked.

Feeling good about yourself, I'll bet.

What do you want, Rick?

Who the fuck is this guy?

Some crazy Irish guy. Turned up with his buddy a while ago.

How'd they get in?

They were with George and Barbara.

Where's his buddy?

Whoo!

Irish?

Who's got eyes on Danny?

Dude!

Danny?

We need you.

What do I want?

I want you to look me in the eye

and I want you to tell me, say it out loud to my face.

That's what I want. That's all I need. I need to know I'm not crazy.

Tell you what?

That you-you stole the song that we worked on. That was my...

That was my song.

So this is a...

It's a fucking shakedown? No.

I don't want anything from you except the truth.

Mm-hmm. I need the truth. I need the truth.

So tell me. Tell me.

Say it to me. Tell me. Okay.

You're fucking crazy, dude. Say it to my face.

You're fucking crazy. Say it...

Say it to my face! Hey!

Say it to my face! Why didn't you call me?

Danny?

I would've taken anything. A third!

I would've taken just a piece.

Having my name on that song would've changed my life.

Okay, keep your voice down.

It would've changed my life!

It would've changed my life!

Danny! Danny!

Danny!

- No! - Danny?

Danny, where are you?

Danny?

Danny?

Danny?

You fucker!

Come here.

- Fuck me, huh? Huh? Huh? - Hey!

Damn it!

Jesus! You come into my house,

into my fucking bedroom,

throw me off a fucking roof, and you pull this bullshit excuse!

Huh?

Do you think it is easy to turn a song into a fucking hit?

Huh? Oh, yeah! No, you... So you admit it? Huh? You admit it!

You sit there with your little guitar plunking out your little tune,

some bullshit song... That's right!

You have no idea! That's right! It's mine!

It's mine! Go ahead! You admit it!

You have never once in your life written a song, and had it chart,

and then all of a sudden, you're fucking Elton John,

you motherfucker!

You don't understand how hard this is! Yes, I do! Of course I do!

Danny, you killed it. You crushed it on that song.

But why wasn't it enough? Shut the fuck up.

Listen to me. You're just a crazy fucking lunatic

who got to spend one night playing guitar

with a guy who could actually fucking do it.

Who could actually turn a song... Oh, my...

...into a fucking worldwide fucking smash!

You know what kept me sane when I thought I was...

Oh, this is sane?

...losing my mind?

It was knowing that you couldn't write that song.

I knew it. Why couldn't I?

Why can't I?

Because you think it's a love song.

Yeah. Well, it is a fucking love song.

No. I wrote that song for my daughter when she was two.

She was a baby.

I was scared to death when she was born.

All I wanted to do was get on the road, follow my band, get out of there.

But I knew. I knew in my heart.

I knew that I would never write another song if I hadn't stayed.

And I stayed.

Thank God I stayed.

It was the greatest decision I ever made in my life.

Well, you can't take that from me.

Rick, I... And I really liked you, Danny.

That's the...

There was no bullshit. You know, man, I thought...

You seemed real.

I am real.

No. You were just out of context.

I am fucking real.

Are you?

Okay, maybe...

I just wanted it so bad, you know?

It's... Somewhere I... Yeah. Yeah.

I just lost the... No, no. I know. I know. I know.

- Hey! Danny, what's up, buddy? - I know. I know.

You just lost what, though? Tell me. Finish what you were saying.

- Is everything okay? - I'm fine. I can't.

Finish what you were saying, though.

That's him. Fuck him up.

- Wait, what were you gonna say? - No! Hey!

- Hey! Hey! - Danny!

- Fuck. - You don't owe this guy anything.

- I don't want anything! - Wait!

- I don't want anything! - Hey, amigo.

I don''t want anything! I don't want anything!

Go, Rick! Go!

You okay?

- Did you see? - They went this way.

* I think I'm done With the sofa *

* I think I'm done With the hall *

* I think I'm done With the kitchen table, baby *

- * Let's go outside * - * Let's go outside *

* In the sunshine *

* I know you want to But you can't say yes *

- * Let's go outside * - * Let's go outside *

You'd think with all that money, they'd hire a better security team.

Yeah. No kidding.

I battered the three of them.

Thanks for saving my ass back there.

Semper fi, Rick.

Never leave a good man behind.

Okay, just a minute, I'm bursting for a piss.

That was fucking wild!

Flow, baby.

Flow like the river.

A river of piss.

Whoo!

So? How did it go?

- It went. - Did he confess?

Did you get something?

I got what I needed.

Let's go home, Sandman.

So how many millions?

What, three? Four?

Or are we just talking hundreds of thousands?

Give me a figure. A number.

I don't know exactly what the figure would be.

* The stars Belong to everyone *

* They gleam there For you and me *

* The flowers in spring *

* The robins that sing *

* The sunbeams that shine *

* They're yours They're mine *

* And love can come To everyone... *

What happened? Where have you been?

You know Los Angeles?

What?

I had to go.

I had to see him, Rachel.

I had to see him face-to-face.

And? Did you get anything?

I got nothing. I got...

I got nothing.

Fucking little shit.

Yeah.

Wait a minute. Hold on.

So you... you believe me?

We got robbed. What are you gonna do?

It's just a lifetime of pain,

and in the end, you don't even win a cent.

I won a long time ago.

That song wouldn't even exist without you.

Hey, Dad.

Hey, Aja.

Did you get me anything in LA?

I did. I got you a beautiful key chain that says "Hollywood" on it.

I got it at the airport, but I left it in Sandy's car.

- Sandy? - Yeah. Sandy went with me.

Yes, of course he did. Yeah. Yeah.

Maybe don't check the bank account for a little while.

Which reminds me, I've gotta get my job back, so...

get out of my way.

Thanks, Aja.

* The sunbeams that shine *

* They're yours They're mine *

* And love can come To everyone *

* The best things in life Are free *

* ...spectacular *

- Crushed it. What a gig. - We did it.

- How many we have in the building tonight? - 15K plus.

Jaysus. Really?

Didn't we play this shithole, like, ten years ago?

Well, you gotta start again somewhere.

* Watch out, boy She'll chew you up *

* Oh-oh here she comes *

* She's a maneater *

* Oh-oh here she comes She's a maneater *

* Ooh, she'll chew you up *

* Oh-oh here she comes *

* Here she comes She's a maneater *

All right! Thank you!

Thanks so much!

What a crowd.

Seriously.

I think you're the best we've had all year, I think.

- Wouldn't you say? - Yeah!

That's right!

- Well done. Well done, you! - Yeah!

All right. Well, this next song is a request...

...from Siobhan.

She said this was playing the night that, uh, she and Declan met.

Aw.

By the looks of things, that went very well.

Coming through, coming through, guys.

And that's the encore, everybody.

Have a good show, man. Good show. Good show.

Good show, everybody.

All right. Encore. You ready?

Let's do this, man. It's the Garden.

I guess, uh, that's what a good song can do, right?

It has the ability to mean many different things to many different people.

Well, I know what this song means to me.

So, uh, congratulations, guys.

* If I was losing you *

* If we were losing us *

* The silence Would be so loud *

* There'd be no words To write *

* And even if I tried *

* I couldn't Get the sound out *

* I never want to find out *

* How to write a song *

* Without you *

* How to write a song *

* Without you *

* How to write a song *

* Without you *

* When every song I ever wrote in my life... *

Hold up, guys.

Thank you.

We love you, Danny!

So this song...

We got you, Danny! You're great. You got it, Danny!

This song changed my life.

* If I was losing you *

* If we were losing us *

* The silence would be so loud *

* There'd be no words to cry *

* And even if I tried *

* I couldn't Get the sound out... *

* I never want to find out *

* How to write a song *

* Without you *

* How to write a song *

* Without you *

And you know what? It's not about the song.

Or who wrote the song.

It's about the people listening to the song.

Whether that's 20,000 people

or just two people.

* We're both in for a ride *

* So hold on to me tight *

* It's out of Our control now *

* And even when it's rough *

* When all the wheels Come off *

* I never want to slow down *

* 'Cause I don't think I know how *

* How to write a song *

* Without you *

* How to write a song *

* Without you *

* How to write a song *

* Without you *

* When every song I ever wrote in my life *

* Is about you *

* This could be *

* The song that saves me *

* Or this could be *

* My albatross *

* But this is all I've got *

* Hey *

* How do I You never did tell me *

* How do I You never did help me *

Smile for the camera there, Rachel.

- * How do I, you never did Show me how * - Yeah, say hello.

You gonna sing a song for me, birthday girl?

- I'm not! - You're not?

* How do I You never did tell me *

* How do I You never did help me... *

Cheer up, Rachel.

* How do I You never did show me how *

* How to write a song *

* Without you *

* How to write a song *

- * Without you * - That sounds good, Rick! Yeah!

- * How to write a song * - What is it?

* Without you *

* How to write a song *

* Without you *

* How to write a song *

* How to write a song *

* How to write a song *

* Without you *

- * Without you * - Mum!

* When every song I ever wrote in my life *

* Is about you *

* Don't go Thinking that I'm... *

Hey, man.

Whoa! Thank you, man!

* In the daytime Yellow buses with their lights on *

* Keep sighing at the rain *

* And the music's drunk And spills out of the bars *

* Onto the streets A million songs I know *

* But every song's about a boy Who had to save himself *

* Save himself and go *

* It's a long way From Dublin to LA *

* From Dublin to LA *

* It's a lone, long way *

* Took a drive down the 405 *

* Turned right on National *

* Bought some green from a beach punk on stilts with a weird guitar *

* White waves were coming in *

* And the dolphins were Dancing on the sunset like we used to do *

* And all the girls Looked like movie stars *

* But none of them were you *

* It's true *

* It's a long way to fall *

* From the streets To the stars *

* From the long nights To lost boulevards *

* From the girl With the smile *

* That can dance With your heart *

* To the eyes That seem so far away *

* It's a long way From Dublin to LA *

* It's a lone, long way *

* Too many miles *

* Cross an ocean *

* To get to you *

* From Dublin to LA *

* It's a long way from you A long way from me *

* A long, lonely way *

* From Dublin to LA *

* It's a long way from you A long way from me *

* A long, lonely way That's right *

* From Dublin to LA *

* It's a long way from you A long way from me *

* A long, lonely way *

* From Dublin to LA *

* It's a long way from you A long way from me *

* A long, lonely way *

* From Dublin to LA *

* It's a long way from you A long way from me *

* A long, lonely way From Dublin to LA *

* It's a long way from you A long way from me *

* A long, lonely way *

* From Dublin to LA *

* The way you sleep Is so explosive *

* The way you laugh Is so corrosive *

* You control me with magic Science, language *

* I don't really know much *

* You could maybe Clean the floor once *

* Wash the windows Decorate the door *

* You got a lotta trinkets Got a lot of idiots *

* What are they for? *

* You got a lotta more Or less *

* You won't give me the floor To address *

* The mob with your requests For clemency *

* Your enemies Are well-respected veterans *

* Experts in medieval modes Of penitence *

* I never wanted to rehearse *

* I never wanted to be next *

* I don't have a lotta drive *

* Put on the breaks Wanna get out and stretch *

* I might drink a little beer *

* I might smoke a little sess *

* You're eager to weep For the broken amongst us *

* You see it as a jest *

* I''ve done a lot of coke But *

* I don't do a lot of coping *

* I'm done with agitation *

* Dreaming about nations Done with all the hoping *

* I don't do a lot of voting More about the blow pigs *

* Tramadol princesses *

* Can I get a toke Of some Pseudo Cali smoke *

* Faux potentate in dope? *

* Inestimable *

* Inestimable *

* Inestimable *

* You're gonna make a killing Out of love *

* And all you gonna do Is add a bunch of zeros *

* And use the courts To get it done *

* You don't even know What you've done *

* Accounting *

* Accounting *

* Accounting *

* Strokes of luck stroking The ego-focused fuckery *

* Coming from your coterie Of woke fucks *

* Promotions at work Desecrations in the home *

* Very little upkeep *

* Open your livery Of fuckbeasts *

* Deliver these teases To their nuptials *

* Relieve them Of their foreskins *

* Then go at them With the forceps *

* It''s important To be discreet *

* Silent discordance *

* We need more divorces *

* We need more abhorrence *

* We've been overcautious *

* I'm busy being nauseous *

* You're busy being gorgeous Gorgeous, gorgeous *

* Inestimable *

* Inestimable *

* Inestimable *

* You're gonna make a killing Out of love *

* And all you gonna do Is add a bunch of zeros *

* And use the courts To get it done *

* You don't even know What you've become *

* Accounting... *