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Hi, you've reached Kirk's place.

You know what to do.

Hey, Kirk, want to come by
the hotel for a drink?

I am... wide awake.

Yeah, give me a call.

Oh!

# The devil inside

# The devil inside

# Devil

# Da-da-da-oh!

# Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na

# Na-na-na-na-na

# Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na

# Na-na-na-na-na... #

# Devil inside. #

People call me pessimistic.
They do.

But I've always thought
that the best time for a band -

and you never hear about this -

is before the record companies,
before the fame.

'Cause once you achieve success,

once you've reached
these goals...

you lose something.

A little bit of you
starts to die.

We've had a bit of
a band meeting.

Really? No shit?

We've been touring pretty much
nonstop for the past two years.

"Good to see you, Chris.
How are you?"

I'm fine! Thanks for asking.

It's taken us 10 years,
six albums,

over a million miles
on the road,

but we've made it to the top
of your mountain.

- It's not my mountain, Kirk.
- And now we want time off.

We want time for life.

"Time for life"? Wow!
Did you come up with that?

After your "time for life", Tim,

your fans may not be there
when you get back.

- They'll be there.
- How do you know?

You've gotta be kidding me.
You don't stop now!

Look at us!
Jon can barely walk.

Kirk wants to see his daughter,
I want to see my kids.

He's going around
dressed like that,

calling himself Fabien Sparkle,
for fuck's sake!

- We need a break!
- Do you all want this?

Me and Garry
are OK to keep going,

but we'll do
what everyone else wants.

Guys, think about it.

Once you get to the top,
you don't stop, you go harder!

Look at Madonna,
look at U2 - they keep going!

You've got to do Europe again,
then Asia, back to America...

No!

Andrew, there are a dozen bands
waiting to take your place.

I'm not... Bucky Beaver,
just here to entertain you!

I'm normal. I need a life.

You know, crazy people

are always the first
to say they're normal.

Shut up!

We're not going back
on the road.

We're taking a year off.

"He said, 'Keep your belt on, '

"and began by slowly tearing
the dress from around it.

"He loosened her hair
from her shoulders,

"and she stood there naked
except for the silver belt.

"Should could not wait.
She was moist and trembling.

"She tried to open his pants."

This is going to be terrible,
you know.

Michael...

# In the dark of night... #

# By my side

- # In the dark of night
- # By my side

# I wish you were
I wish you were... #

Go round, go round. Get Jonny.
All three angles.

I want to see a koala.
It's my last day here.

- I'm with my family.
- I want to see a koala.

Will you stop filming?

Turn it off.

You hear me? Off!

OK, thanks.

We got the cover!

I gotta call you back, Bill.

Are you sure? The cover?

But, Chris, they don't want the
guys, they just want Michael.

I can't promise them that.

It's the cover
of 'Rolling Stone'.

- Just like the song.
- I know.

Jagger was on the cover alone.

I know!

Oh, shit.

So that's the way it is.
They want Michael or no-one.

Now, from a strictly business
point of view, makes some sense,

but it's your call.

Fuck 'Rolling Stone'.
We're a band.

- It's all of us or no-one.
- Thanks, mate. Appreciate it.

- Yeah, thanks, Michael.
- You know me.

I hate having my picture taken.

So, are you all ready
to get back in the studio?

Guys, come on!
You've had your year off.

Everybody's waiting for
a new album.

I'm ready, Chris,
just so you know.

Yep. I said five minutes.

I can wait.

Hey.

Hey.

There's a rumour going around
about you.

- Do I want to hear it?
- No, it's not about Kylie.

They're saying that you're
working with Ollie Olsen

on an album without the guys.

- And who's saying that?
- Everyone in Melbourne.

I missed you.

Yeah, not according
to 'New Idea'.

I missed you too.

Hey!

What are you doing with Ollie?

The band gets really successful
and you go indie.

Do you want to hear it?

It is called 'Max Q'.

You knew I was making it.

Why did you let me do the album

if now it's a big
fucking problem?

I thought, "Great, get it
out of your system."

But you can't play live
with those guys.

If I don't tour with Max Q,
nothing will happen.

- You can't do it, Michael.
- Everyone did stuff.

Andrew produced 'Shiver'. Garry
played with Absent Friends.

But none of them
made a solo album

that is now showing on MTV.

- It is not a solo album.
- And singing without INXS.

That's the big fucking problem.

Now, like it or not, Michael,
you're a brand now.

What does that mean?

That means that INXS
is part of a culture.

You start breaking that
culture, your fans get nervous.

Now, be sensible.

Solo never works
when you're in a hit band.

Look at Jagger with 'Primitive
Cool'. It sold three albums.

'Max Q' is good.

'Max Q' will buy you a cup
of coffee on Oxford Street.

INXS makes you millions.

What the matter?
You want more street cred?

Oh, come on, mate.
You're not Nick Cave.

- Murphy knew?
- And Tim.

And Garry.

We thought you'd be angry.
That's why no-one told you.

I'm not angry, I just wish

you'd brought those 'Max Q'
lyrics to the band.

They're really good.

No-one bought the album.

They're all screaming at us
to write a new one.

It's like we got the world's
attention with 'Kick'.

- You got any ideas left?
- Yeah, course I do.

Murphy says we'll have
to go on tour again.

I hate going on tour.

This time he promises
it'll be different.

# Don't you know
what you're doing?

# You got a death wish

# Is that it?

# Suicide blonde

# Suicide blonde

# Suicide blonde

# Suicide blonde... #

I said I didn't want to be on
camera, and you've got three.

Hey!

- Where's Michael?
- No idea.

There he is.

Hey, everyone. This is Helena.

Hi!

# Doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo

# Doo-doo

# Doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo... #

Michael's with
Australia's sweetheart,

he leaves her
for this gorgeous girl -

breaks up with her
over the phone.

I'm sorry.

And in the end,
Kylie's still friends with him.

I'm so sorry.

They're all still friends
with him.

I just don't know how he did it.

# You put the light
inside this man

# You're so fine

# Lose my mind

# And the world
seems to disappear... #

This group started in the pubs
of Sydney, Australia,

and went to conquer the
stadiums all over the world.

Please give it up for INXS!

# And the world
seems to disappear

# All the problems
All the fears... #

Minutes before you play
to 70,000 people,

and you're sitting on a toilet
by yourself.

I guess so.

- Success?
- Beer and a fag.

Give me some.

- I like your outfit.
- Oh! Thanks.

Wembley.

# Love, baby, love

# It's written
all over your face

# There's nothing better
we could do

# Than live forever

# Yeah, well, that's all
we've got to do

# Hey, now

# Are you ready for

- # A new sensation
- # A new sensation

# Right now

- # It's gonna take you over
- # A new sensation

# A new sensation

- # A new sensation
- # A new sensation. #

Now listen, I don't
often criticise an act,

particularly an Australian act,

but I feel like
I have a right to do so.

INXS's non-appearance recently
at the Australian Music Awards

was INX-cusable.

And I'm sorry, boys, but this
latest album from Wembley

is very, very boring.

- Oh, piss off.
- It's hardly live.

If you're going to give us a live
album, make it a good one.

And please, please,
give some time

to the Australian
music industry.

He should shove that fucking hat
up his arse.

He's killed the album.

To say on national television
that it's not live - it is!

What did we over-dub?

Three notes of one of my solos
and two bars of Garry's bass.

Molly loves everybody
and he's bagging us?

He doesn't like you
because you won't do

every fucking interview
he asks for now.

If you don't make it overseas
they give you shit,

and if you do,
they give you grief

for not spending enough
time in Australia.

It doesn't matter
which way you turn,

you can't win in this country.

I don't particularly want
the press to like us.

I couldn't care less.
I mean that in all sincerity.

If there's one thing I've learned
from the success of the band,

it is a total disregard
for what the press thinks.

Do you guys feel overshadowed
by Michael?

- No, not at all.
- Oh, come on! Do you?

Where is that shadow?

- Seriously, guys, you must.
- Why would we?

Just because everyone
wants him and not us

on the cover of every newspaper
and magazine in the world...

So Michael, are you
proud of the new album,

'Live Baby Live'?

It's taken a bit of stick.

Don't pay attention to that.
It is fantastic, mate.

You were there. Did you see us?

Course. Loved it. Couldn't
take my eyes off of you.

Check it out.
'Live Baby Live'.

It's Michael Hutchence
and his INXS backing band.

Arggh!

Wanker.

Right, we've been asked
to do a charity concert

for the Victor Chang appeal
and St Vincent's Hospital.

Now, we won't get a fee,
but I reckon we should do it,

make everyone realise
we're nice guys.

We are nice guys, Chris.

Yeah, you're not, but we are.

Well, if Paul Hogan can go from
hero to bum in two years,

so can you, so be good to get
the fans back on side.

They're calling it
the Concert for Life.

Is anyone else going to play?

We'll try to get Jenny Morris
there. Crowded House.

- Yothu Yindi?
- Yeah, great.

We'll do a big show
like we do overseas.

- You bet.
- It sounds like a great idea.

At the same time we can promote
the new songs on 'Welcome'.

We'll get Lowenstein to film
it, simulcast on Triple J.

I thought it was a charity gig.

Of course it's
a charity gig, Andrew,

but if we're gonna do all
the work to put it together,

we should at least get
a little mileage out of it.

Do you ever do anything
just for the good of it,

without thinking through
every angle

or what advantage you can take?

No. I'm the arsehole
none of you want to be.

What we want is to get
a real sense of community.

"Critics have also surfaced
to say that the band,

"and especially the elusive
Michael Hutchence,

"have neglected
their Australian audience."

Inaccessible? We're here,
aren't we, working for free?

"Hutchence, in danger of losing
the precious common touch,

"has immersed himself in
a world of dreamy models,

"industry acolytes, nightclubs
and entertainment flummery."

I mean, he's in rock'n'roll.

The day of a charity concert
they're slamming Michael?

Do they not want people to come?

Ladies and gentlemen,

would you welcome INXS!

# Sweet, sweet, sweet
Could you taste it?

# Never, never, never

- # Never, never, never
- # Taste it... #

Doesn't look anything like me.

Mate, it's a joke.

- Do you know who printed these?
- It wasn't me.

I'll tell you who it was.

Some prick who never made
a penny overseas

who wanted to get at me.

Chris, the concert was supposed
to raise 1.5 million.

- It only made 350,000.
- How is that our fault?

Some people are saying that you
guys spent more on the show

than was raised for charity.

That's not true.

You used a full orchestra
for two songs.

Those songs had strings.

And then you've got
the whole Crowded House thing.

Don't talk about
the bigger dressing-room.

Their manager gets the sulks.
We had more people.

We wanted to put on a great
show, and they loved it.

- You saw it. They loved it!
- I know! But...

Aren't you sick of it, that the
only big shows we get out here

are Michael Jackson
and Elton John?

We put together maybe
the biggest rock concert

in Australian history,

don't take a penny,
we still got shit for it.

Guys, I'm just trying to
tell you the vibe out there.

Fuck the vibe!

Well, there's a lot of people
saying it.

- Saying what?
- INXS have become arrogant.

That you won't grant interviews
to Australian journalists.

- Who started that talk, Lee?
- Don't kill the messenger.

Every single band that does
anything outside this country

will be advantaged
by what INXS have done.

They have proven
that you can make millions

off an Australian band.

- Chris...
- Shut up!

Until 'Kick',
nobody took that seriously.

I'd like to take every one of
those pricks who complained

and punch 'em in the face -
fuck 'em!

It's just payback
for being successful.

I'll say it again.
Fuck 'em all!

I don't give a rat's arse
what anyone thinks.

I just don't think
it's worth it anymore.

- Andrew!
- No, we're sick of it.

You can't just move to England.

- Yes, you can.
- Shelley, talk to him.

You know what he's like.
He's made up his mind.

People don't want us here
anymore, Tim.

There's always an article
about us in the 'Herald'.

It's never good.

Oh. Thanks, love.

- You alright, Mum?
- I'm fine, Jon.

Hello.

Do you...

Will it be OK if we go?

I'll miss you, Andy.

We all will.

But I'll be OK.

I'll just be a plane ride away.

We all know how much
you love planes.

- Right, who wants a cuppa?
- No, come on, sit down.

We'll get it.

Everything's just...

How do you hold it together?

How do you do it?

Your mum's going to be fine,
Timmy.

The doctor says
her prognosis is good.

Are you worried about the band?

Well, nobody's here.

Jon lives in Hong Kong.
Andrew's going.

You heard from Michael?

Are you kidding me?

Was that you?

Huh? Come on, stay.

Come on!

- Hey!
- Hey!

Whoo!

If I knew what you were saying,
I might even care.

Chris Murphy.

Oh, shit.

Helena, I've got to ask,

was Michael messing with
that cabbie's girl?

Is that why he clocked him?

You're right, Timmy.
I might have to look into that.

I did nothing. I never even saw
him coming. He smashed me.

Are you feeling better, mate?

It's just some headaches now.

I should be out of here
in a couple of days.

See you guys
in a couple of weeks.

- See you, Michael.
- Bye!

What's the matter?

Can you smell these?

It's called anosmia -
the loss of your sense of smell.

It can affect your taste too.
Have you lost that?

Pretty much. Will it come back?

Not usually, I'm afraid.

It's also quite common
for men in this condition

to lose his sexual drive.

Oh, no. That is quite OK.

Michael!

Michael!

Michael?

Hey.

- Shit!
- Come listen to this.

- Can't you see I'm working?
- I just want you to listen...

I'm trying to... Fuck!

Fuck! Fuck!

Fuck!

Fuck!

Sorry.

I just wanted you to listen
to what I've written.

I know.

It's just been...
since this accident...

I get these... rages.

And this anger.

What does the doctor say?

It'll pass.

Are you OK, mate?

I can't smell Helena anymore.

I can't taste her.

I never will again.

Tim Farriss is no exception.

Next to music,
his passion is game fishing.

Wherever the band is...

So I was thinking -
how about a really kicking drum

followed by
a 'Peter Gunn' bass line?

Yeah.

When you see the car,
right there.

Did you hear the one about John
Lennon when he goes to heaven?

And he meets Hendrix, Elvis
and Bono, right?

He says, "Jesus Christ,
what's Bono doing here?

"He's not even dead yet."

And then Saint Peter chimes in
and he goes, "Shush, mate.

"It's God. He likes
to think he's Bono."

Come on, let's get this
done before we get on the road.

What do you think the fans
are gonna think of us now?

Hmm?

This is what
they're listening to.

- Grunge?
- Yeah.

I mean, do you think
we need to change?

- Get a bit...
- What are you talking about?

Look at us.
We're gonna outlast the Stones.

Come on, let's play.

# Your eyes are like

# Deep wells of desire

# Once in your arms

# I'm on fire

# You were sent, girl, so

# Perfectly true

# Changing my life... #

Not grunge, please.

Come on, the Seattle scene
is over, guys.

There are a hundred Cobain
copycats already out there.

'X' sold half as much as 'Kick'

and 'Live Baby Live'
did even worse.

- So you're gonna panic?
- I'm playing devil's advocate.

- Fuck devil's advocate!
- Look at the way we're...

Everyone has
their lean times, Kirk -

Simple Minds, the Cure,
everyone.

Now, the problem is that your
fan base is out of control now.

- It's big.
- Not as big as it used to be.

15-year-old kids who like you
and 80-year-olds

and people who just wanna
hear the hits.

- There's no cohesion.
- So how do we fix it?

Well, you've got two choices.

A, you keep churning out
the same stuff,

or B, you reinvent yourselves,

like the Beatles did
with 'Sgt. Pepper'.

Now, you might only sell
500,000 copies,

you may not get a hit single
from it,

but people will remember
the album.

- Still talking about Jamaica.
- Just go there for six months.

- Smoke all the pot you want...
- Chris...

hang out with local musos
and record a reggae album.

You're a great manager,

but would you leave
the fucking music to us?

- We never chase a sound.
- This isn't chasing.

Whether it's about grunge
or Jamaica,

we make our own sound!

That's what we do.

I'm not sure Jamaica would be
great for us anyway.

I mean, we would just
smoke pot all day.

I mean, it'd be like,
"Yah, man, let's do it later."

Andrew, why did I like
INXS the first time I saw you?

Because you were different.

Now, you do this album,
it's a 5-star review

in 'Rolling Stone' -
that's a game changer.

And all those fuckers like U2,

they'll fall off the cliff -
they can't compete.

Haven't you been
fucking listening?

We don't want to do
your dumb fucking reggae thing.

- Michael, calm down.
- We're just not cool anymore.

That's the problem.
We are fucking backwash.

- What's the matter with him?
- Since he hit his head...

Oh, so he can't smell. Big deal.

He has these mood swings now,
Chris. He's taking Prozac.

- Is that the...
- Yeah.

God, he's eating them
like Tic Tacs.

We talked, Chris.

We want to record
the next album in Capri.

Capri?

The studio
is state-of-the-art.

Tiny island,
so Michael can't get lost.

Capri.

I just want to make
a good album.

OK, fine. Capri it is.

Oh, and just for the record,

I hate it when you have
fucking band meetings.

Don't get me wrong.

It's stunningly beautiful,
historic,

but it's like
a 5-star Alcatraz.

Once you're on it,
till the next ferry...

there's no getting off.

# Oh, so fine

# We were trying

# Out of nowhere

# Just in time

# Let you take me
deep down the river

# Kiss the changes
that shape my life

# Always

# Left behind

# All the tracks that

# I could find

# Doo, doo, doo, doo

# Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo

# All these scars are mine

# I was thinking

# Got the feeling... #

OK, stop. Guys, stop.

Stop!

OK, it's too clean, OK?
It just needs some balls.

Let's just get one down...

I don't want to just
"get one down".

- Just to see...
- It's a waste of fucking tape.

It's digital, it's not tape.

You know what I'm talking about.

Michael, yes, I want
the song to have edge.

What I don't want to have
is another fight.

I think getting the sound right
is worth having a fight about.

Can we just play some music?

Why don't we do that song me
and Andrew wrote, 'Lucy-Mae'?

We could muck around a bit,
have some fun.

- I took it off the list.
- You what?

It's M-O-R, mate.

Middle of the Road. M-O-R.
I'm not recording that.

You haven't even heard it.

Why don't we just leave it
till tomorrow?

I don't want to
leave it till tomorrow,

so let's do it
one more time, yeah?

And let's do it angry!

# Oh, so fine

# We were trying

# Out of nowhere

# Just in time

# Let you take me
deep down the river

# Kiss the changes
that shape my life

# Always

# Left behind

# All the tracks that... #

- Michael.
- # I could find... #

Michael.

Michael.

What?

What?

What, mate?

OK.

Well, I'm going to bed.

- What are you doing?
- Garry.

Nah, he's acting like a prick.

What the fuck is the matter
with you?

You! You play bass.

You do it.

Fuck you.

Shit, Michael! Stop acting
like a fucking arsehole!

- Hey, hey, hey, hey!
- I'll do what I want...

to the floor -
do whatever I fucking want.

Come on, Michael, put it down.

Maybe I'll just quit the band.

What would you do then?

Grow up.

Dickhead.

Hutchence.

Want some orange?

Let us have a read.

- Give it back.
- It's poetry.

Stop! Don't! Wanker.

- What did you call me?
- Wanker.

Wait, wait. Just wait.

He's new. He doesn't know
how things work here.

No-one has to get in trouble
because of this.

You just tell your friend
to watch himself.

My name's Andrew.

Michael.

Did you write this?

- My name's Garry.
- Michael.

- This is Jon.
- Hi.

- Hi.
- Andrew says you write lyrics.

Not really.

Uh, more like poetry.

You know this one?

Give it a go.

- I, uh...
- Come on.

# I shot the sheriff

# But I didn't shoot no deputy

# Oh, no, no

# I shot the sheriff

# But I did not shoot no deputy

# I shot the sheriff

# But I didn't shoot
no deputy... #

Can we join in?

You want to sing?
You be the singer.

No, you sound good. Keep going.

I'll try some harmonies.

# I shot the sheriff

# But I did not shoot
no deputy... #

On 'The Big Breakfast',
we have a guest.

Boy! This is a guest who has
everything a rock star needs -

danger, talent, curly hair

and Australian subtlety.

And, for the first time,

this is a guest
that I want to have...

my leg over.

It is the fantastically talented
Michael Hutchence.

- Hi.
- Hi.

What are you, a big sex symbol
or something? "Hi."

- Are you always very forward?
- Am I forward?

- Well, a bit.
- And you're talking?

- Ooh, my dress rode up then.
- Oh, did it?

Were you always great
with girls?

I didn't have far to go.

I'll do the rapey-like thrusts,
if that's OK.

Do you think
you'll ever get married?

- No, no.
- Oh, why not?

Helena and I
are happily unmarried.

Why don't you fancy
getting married, though?

Because everyone wants us
to get married.

I don't.

Oh, dear.

# In the midst... #

Michael thought he could handle
the paparazzi,

but London is the worst.

You get shanghaied
by these guys.

I don't think Michael realised
how much they hated Paula.

They wanted to destroy her
for betraying Bob.

The whole British press turned.

You said
it was all lies! A set-up!

Helena...

Michael and I haven't been
getting on for quite a while.

I've heard from mutual friends
he is with Paula Yates now.

I haven't talked to him.

All I know is we're no longer
seeing each other

and I'm not bothered by that.

Thank you.

# When the love around
begins to suffer

# And you can't find the love
in one

- # In one another... #
- Ow!

Michael! Michael, don't!

# Push away those bitter tears,
yeah

# Push away those bitter tears

# Uh-huh, uh-huh,
uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

# Push away, push away
those bitter tears... #

about the time when
they were playing stadiums,

which is not to say that's not
gonna happen again - it will.

You can't make
that comparison...

- Now?
- Yes, now.

I'm not ready...

OK, OK, OK.

Great. Shit.

Shit.

- You OK? What are you doing?
- I've got to find my keys.

She asked me to go to the
airport now - now of all times.

Where is he?

- It's probably better Michael didn't come.
- Huh?

Can you imagine the circus
it would have been?

He liked Mum. I know he did.

She liked him.

Our mum dies, nothing.

My daughter almost dies
being born, nothing.

- Andrew.
- No-one will ever ask about that.

- Andrew.
- All they ask about is this.

And I don't care about it.

It's got nothing to do
with anything.

By the end,
when we went touring,

we didn't spend a lot of time
together.

You know, everyone had
their own lives.

Michael was on another planet.

And, um, we just didn't
see each other that much.

The press calls you
a "mad dingo".

Bob calls you
a "neo-junkie philanderer".

He's using big words now?

Yes.

Oh, and they say about me...

Seriously. Seriously! "Would you
trade her for Paula Yates?"

- OK, don't read any more.
- How can I not? I'm on everything.

Princess Di sent me a note,
actually.

She just thanked me for
taking her off all the covers.

Did she really?

- Shut up, you goose!
- But she could have called you!

I love you.

Thank you.

I used to call you
"the love dog".

What, "love dog"?

And... and... I stuck
a picture of you on our fridge,

and Bob used to write the most
horrid things across your face.

I bet he did.

- Mostly four-letter words.
- Mmm.

But, you know, I'd just
replace it the next day.

Had a steady supply, did you?

You're always in the paper
somewhere, sweetheart.

They chase my girls
down the street

and when they fall over

they take pictures
of them crying and write,

"Geldof girls in tears
over talk of divorce."

Paula...

And this one says
I deserve to be slapped.

For what? Being in love?

Stop.

Isn't it something you can do?

You've got to use
the press, mate.

As soon as they start using you,
you're in trouble,

and guess what -
they're using you.

They always know where I am,
me and Paula.

No matter where we go,
they know.

Michael...

Someone in your office
is tipping them off.

What?! It's not in my office, mate.

I've got the head of PolyGram
giving me shit about you two.

You could lose your record deal
over this.

Yeah, but how do they
fucking know where we are?!

How do you think they know,
Michael?

There are only two people
who know where you're going.

Shit, I hired a security guard
to watch over you

and you lost him.

Are you accusing Paula?

What, you think
she's telling them?

- Yeah, why would she do that?
- I don't know, Michael.

Maybe she wants to make sure
you stay split up from Helena.

Who told you that?!
She would never do that!

- Michael, she would...
- Fuck you!

I'm just telling you
what everyone...

- It is NOT Paula, OK?
- Don't yell at me!

This is YOUR problem, not mine.
I'm trying to help.

No, you're bloody not!

Oh, well, I'll leave it
in your hands, then.

What...

I know exactly how
a beautiful woman feels.

Everybody always hitting on you.

Staring at you
like they've a right to.

That somehow, just 'cause you're
there, I can stare, you know?

I mean, no wonder Hugh Grant
gets a blow job on Sunset.

What else is he gonna do if he
just wants something simple?

Yeah, Bono.

It's strange.

When your life
comes at you so fast

and suddenly
every room you walk into,

everybody knows your name,

but they pretend they don't.

- Hmm.
- People looking at me.

I always feel like
I'm impersonating a rock star.

- You?
- It's true.

But him?

He's the real deal.

You know what he's got?

Oxygen.

He's so much better than me

at walking into rooms.

You're not recording
any of this, are you?

Oh, fuck.

# That'll be the day

# When you make me cry

# You say you're gonna leave

# You know it's a lie 'cause

# That'll be the day

# When I die. #

Yeah. No, that's fine.

Just tell him to call me.

Yep, OK.

Alright. 'Bye.

- Kirk!
- Chris.

What's up?

The guys sent me to talk to you.

- You got the short straw?
- No. No.

Um...

It's just... we all think...

We're more established now.

We don't need as much work
to keep us going.

And, um, you know,
you have other bands now,

uh, a publishing company.

So...

we think that your commission
should be reduced from 20%.

- Reduced?
- To make it fair.

No, fairer.

Split everything -
equal shares.

Just like U2 does.

Is this Michael's idea?
Did Bono give it to him?

No.
We split everything seven ways.

Everyone gets 15%.

Or 14.28, to be exact.

- You speak to Murphy?
- Nah.

I've been calling him too.
Nothing. He's never in.

We pay 14.28%,
that's what we get -

14.28% of his time.

Screw that - the only reason
he's got an office

and 50 people working for him
is because of us,

the money he made off us,
and now he gets pissy.

Told you he wouldn't like it.

Do you think I should
leave the band?

What brought this on?

Well, you can only stay married
to five guys for so long.

Michael.

They're talking
about going on another tour.

I don't know
if I can do it again.

Hey, of course you can.

The only thing
that you can't do is 'normal'.

Why do you always call me

when you're thinking about
breaking up with someone?

- I don't.
- Yeah, you do.

One of your girlfriends,
the band.

You call me.

Well, you're my touchstone.

Oh, piss off.

You knew me when I had pimples.

Before, ah, all this.

How is everything with Paula?

It's, um...

She's pregnant.

Oh, my God.
Michael, that is wonderful.

Oh, I hope so.

Oh, you are gonna be
a magnificent father.

Wow. You just made me
very scared.

That's it, Paula.

That's it, Paula.
That's great.

That's it.
You're doing great.

- You're doing so great.
- Shut up, Michael.

Now try and focus
on your breathing, Paula.

Just focus on
breathing. I've got water.

Good. Good. That's it,
take a deep breath in.

What's the problem?

I got you a great deal

even when your last two albums
didn't sell that well.

The Mercury deal is great,
Chris, no question.

But we've been advised
that your investment plan

is too conservative.

You don't like Merrill Lynch?

We just think the money
should be generating capital,

not just gaining interest.

Who's your financial guru,
Michael Hutchence?

His advisers put you
all up to this?

- It's not important.
- Like fuck it's not.

Have I ever ripped off
one dollar from you?

Chris, we're...

- Have I?
- No, you haven't.

Have you ever had
to look over your shoulder

and wonder
if I was cheating you?

No.

And now you have advisers
to advise you about me?

Chris, we're not having a go.

I can't fight with the people
that I have to fight for.

Nuh. Nuh.

Heavenly Hiraani Tiger Lily?

- That's a name.
- Yeah.

- They look happy.
- Yeah.

- Like it's a fresh start.
- Mm.

Biggest rock star in the world
has a ready-made family.

A wife and four daughters.

I just hope he knows
what he's doing.

- I can't.
- You have to.

Godfather to my first kid.

- How cool would that be?
- I can't choose sides.

- It's Tiger. She's a baby.
- Bob's my friend too.

You just don't want
the bad press.

- I've known him for years.
- You fucking wanker.

Oh, my girls.

Well, you're the only one
he'll listen to.

Look, I'm not even sure
that's true anymore.

Do you want to stop?
Do you want it just to end?

It's just a natural cycle
to these...

Don't say that, Andrew.
I know you.

I know you love this as much
as any of us. Just talk to him.

She looks just
like me, don't you think?

Bonsai Michael.

That's all we need.

She's beautiful, mate.

I know I think a lot
about everything,

but when I think
about it clearly,

except for AC/DC,
no Australian band

ever hit it as hard as we did.

- We just played.
- And played.

And even though
I hated the road,

I hated being away from home, it...

just worked.

Like, all these different
forces, they just meshed.

You and me.

You did your thing
and I did my thing.

We never competed.

It was always about the music,
more than any attitude.

You turned me from being
a poetry wanker into a songwriter.

No, no, I appreciate you
saying so but...

you were always
a good songwriter.

Let's get back
to what we're good at.

Let's start again.

So... back to Capri?

Not in bloody Capri.

# Welcome
to the strangest party, baby

# It's like we're
staring at the sun

# Everybody's got
their invitations

# Hoping that
you're gonna come, yeah

- # These are the times
- # Times

- # These are the crimes
- # Crimes

# What are we waiting for?

# What are we hating for? #

So, wanna get some dinner?

No, I think I'll head back
to the hotel.

- I have a better idea, Andrew.
- Where are we going?

Did you know that Canada has
the best strip clubs in the world?

- I did not know that.
- It is highly documented.

And, mate, we are not gonna
take no for an answer.

Come on, come on!

# What are we waiting for?

# What are we hating for?

# Wash away the rain

# Into the blue sea, yeah

- # These are the times
- # Times

- # These are the times
- # Times. #

Hello, fucking Germany!

This is Germany, right?

Another hotel room.

Great.

Yeah, I miss you too.

Yeah. How's Tiger?

Yeah.

No, I can get you
a job in Sydney.

Sir Boob will have
to let you take the girls.

I mean, you're their mother.

I know. I know you can't leave
the other girls.

Yeah, Sir Cocksucker.

That's what he should be called.

You know,
my parents hated each other.

I used to have to go
into my own world, you know.

To survive.

And then I met this girl,

this beautiful girl
when I was 15,

who taught me
all about tantric sex.

That's a true story.

And that made everything better.

Oh, oh, I think
these guys wanna rock!

# Here comes the woman

# With the look in her eye

# She's raised on leather

# Flesh on her mind

# Words as weapons
sharper than knives

# Makes you wonder
how the other half die

# Other half die... #

He's off with
the fucking pixies.

# It makes me wonder

# Wonder, wonder

# Here comes the man

# With the look in his eye... #

- See you, mate.
- See you, mate.

Hey, Michael, did you wanna
come and grab something to eat?

No, I've gotta get back
to the hotel.

There's some shit
going on with Bob.

What are you gonna do about him?

I dunno, mate.

- See ya.
- See ya.

Shelly.

'Bye.

Did you wanna go and grab
something to eat?

Yeah.

'Cause it's illegal
to destroy blacks or Jews

or people for religious causes,

and so all anyone
has left is celebrity.

And everybody needs
to kick a dog.

- Ah, Michael?
- And fucking Bob. He is evil.

He feeds shit to the press
every time

Paula talks about bringing
all the girls to Sydney.

Oh, Tim, did I tell you
that Pixie calls me Dad now?

Yeah.

I reckon Bob set this up.
Yeah, he did.

I mean, who puts opium
in a Smarties tube?

I would never do that.
I'd smoke it all first.

Alright, mate.
I'm gonna go to bed.

No, no, Tim, Tim. Stay.
Come on, party's getting started.

What are you doing?

Do you really think
Bob Geldof is gonna let

his daughters live with you
in Australia?

He has to. You know,
the judges won't...

- Do you love Tiger?
- What?

- Do you love Paula?
- Oh, piss off.

I get the whole rock'n'roll
thing, Michael, I do.

But now with Paula and Tiger,

this is about infidelity,
Michael, of your heart.

Go to bed.

You told your wife?

- Oh, I felt so bad.
- Oh, Garry!

Ah, Garry Gary.

Things haven't been
right for ages.

I was trying to keep
everything together,

but... I'm lonely.

Mate, you spend so much time
trying to please everyone else.

Sometimes, you've gotta do
something for yourself.

I thought at the start

that you guys only
took me in the band

because I had a van.

- Well, that's true.
- That's what I believed.

No.

You're a great bass player,
really.

Even if Bill Wyman
had wanted to join us,

we would've picked you.

Unless he had a better van.

I don't think Jodie
wants me to come home.

Shelly's beautiful, but...

Oh, it's all fucked up.

I can appreciate that.

How come, when you mess around,

the women,
they always forgive you?

I've seen it for 20 years.

Maybe they don't expect
anything else.

Oh, straight arm, James.

Let's go.

- Ooh!
- Remember me?

Chris Murphy!

- Happy birthday, mate.
- Oh!

You'll never guess what this is.

That's very nice of you.

- 40.
- Thanks, mate.

- You're an old man.
- 40's the new 20.

- Haven't you heard?
- Is that right?

- Look at this, boys.
- Hi, boys.

- Hi, Mr Murphy.
- Got your dad a jousting rod.

Hey, Tim, um...

Look, I haven't interfered
in two years.

Haven't said a word,
and there's things I could have said,

but I gotta say now

cancel the tour of Australia.

- What?
- It's not sold out, mate.

Playing to half-empty,
2,000-seat venues

in your own country,
it'll be a disaster.

It's a homecoming.
The fans will show, you'll see.

- Michael won't handle it.
- He's OK now.

- Timmy...
- He's better.

Yeah, he's better.

Come inside.

# Baby, don't cry

# Baby, don't cry
Baby, don't cry

# Baby, don't cry
Baby, don't cry

# Baby, don't cry
Baby, don't cry

# Baby, don't cry
Baby, don't cry

# Baby, don't cry
Baby, don't cry

# Baby, don't cry
Baby, don't cry

# Baby, don't cry

# Bass, how low can you go?

# The incredible rhyme animal

# Public enemy number one

# Baby, don't cry

# Baby, don't cry

# Baby, don't cry

# Baby, don't cry. #

Well, that was perfect.
Actually, it was too perfect.

Let's do it again
and mess it up a bit.

No. No. We're done for the day.
Let's pack it up.

Yeah, good day, everybody.

Nicotine patches?
When did that happen?

Used to be everyone was happy

when rock stars
killed themselves.

Now they're happy if we jog.

Nice work today, mate.

You see this?

Paula got it for me.

- Isn't it sweet?
- Yeah.

See you guys tomorrow.

See you, Gaz.

Mate, it's gonna rain.
Don't ride home.

Stay, we'll have
some fun in town.

Nah, better get back
to the farm.

Tim, have you spoken to him?

- Cleared the air?
- Not yet.

- I will.
- How's the foot?

Ah, yeah, it's getting better.

No more playing
with chainsaws, OK?

Alright, see you tomorrow.

See you, Michael.

Mmm. You are wonderful. Mwah!

Everything OK with Paula?
The girls?

Well, Bob's still a prick,
but it will work out.

- Michael...
- Dad.

What are you worrying about?
There's no trouble.

I'm fine. Really.
Things are great.

Hi. Murray Rivers, please.

- Mr Rivers, good to see you.
- Thank you.

Kymmie!

Mwah!

The whole thing
has just been this nightmare,

but I think
it's all gonna work out.

Paula is in court right now

getting the OK for the girls to
come out for a couple of weeks.

I'll show you these pictures
of Tiger. She is adorable.

I know, I'm pathetic.

So I'm pretty sure I can get
Paula a job in TV or radio

'cause she is just
really great at that.

And then, her and the girls,
they can just live here.

Well, that's if fucking Bob
will allow it. Mmm.

But he has to. I mean,
what's to allow? She's their mum.

Hi, you've reached Kirk's place.

You know what to do.

Yeah, hey, Kirk.

Um, if you wanna come by
the hotel for a drink,

I am wide awake.

Yeah, give me a call.

They gave him an adjournment?

- Until December 17.
- No, no. He agreed.

He said they could come out
for Christmas.

I'll go back.
I'll fight it, Michael.

I need to see Tiger.

No, I can't split the girls up.

It will just be a few weeks.

You'll just have to wait
a few weeks. I'll be there.

No, fuck it, fuck it.
I'm gonna call Bob.

- Please don't call Bob.
- I'm gonna call him.

- I'm gonna beg him.
- Please, baby.

Just don't call Bob.

You happy? You know who it is.

And I'm gonna fucking call
you back!

Fuck!

She's not your wife
anymore, little man.

She's not your wife!

Are you there?

Are you there?

OK, I've fucking had enough.

Shhhh.

Michele?

Hello. Michael?

I need you, Michele.

Hey, yeah.
Yeah, it's OK.

Um, I'm on my way, yeah?

I'll be there... I'll
be there in 30 minutes, OK?

OK.

For 20 years, we were
sitting around, waiting,

asking, "Where's Michael?"

He was always late.

Where's Michael?

Michael?

- How are we?
- Good. How are the roads?

- Oh, wild today.
- Busy?

Yeah, traffic.
Even on the bike. Oh.

What did...
What did you get up to?

Could you give this
to Room 524, please?

- To Mr Rivers.
- Certainly.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

- How's the foot?
- It's getting better.

- Looks like it.
- Yeah, it's pretty bad.

Yep, I think
the toenails need it.

They could use a good clip.

Thought I smelt something.

That's disgusting.

- How are you there, Gary?
- I'm very good, thank you.

- Morning.
- Oh!

- You brought a TV?
- Cricket's on.

Fantastic.

You did not bring
a TV to rehearsal.

Yeah, do you wanna watch
the first session?

Do we have a choice?

Yeah.

OK. 'Bye.

Where's Michael?

I think he'll still be a while.

That was... that was Karen.

Apparently there's cop cars out
the front of the Ritz-Carlton.

- Ohh.
- What's he done now?

- Morning, lads.
- Morning.

- Morning.
- Hey, Jonny.

Hey, why are all
the reporters outside?

We interrupt the cricket

to bring you some breaking news.

Michael Hutchence,
lead singer of INXS,

has been found dead
in his hotel room

in the Ritz-Carlton.

The body was found
just before noon

by a member of the hotel staff.

The hotel room where the body
was found has been secured.

There were reports
Hutchence hanged himself.

It would appear there are
no suspicious circumstances.

There were a number of
prescribed medications.

INXS was formed
in Perth in the late '70s.

But lately the music
was overshadowed

by off-stage antics.

Now a comeback tour
of one of the greatest bands

in Australian music history

has come to an abrupt
and shocking end.

# I'm standing here on the ground

# The sky above won't fall down

# See no evil

# In all directions... #

At the same time
police confirmed

that Hutchence was dead,
his band was...

# Resolution of happiness

# Things have been dark
for too long

# Don't change for you

# Don't change a thing for me

# Don't change for you

# Don't change a thing
for me... #

# I found a love
I had lost... #

Chris Murphy.

# It was gone for too long

# Hear no evil... #

He knew you weren't angry
with him.

Michael knew.

# Execution of bitterness... #

# Message received
loud and clear... #

Fuck!

# Don't change for you

# Don't change a thing for me

# Don't change for you

# Don't change a thing for me

# Don't change. #

Kirk had a dream that night.

He said he saw an owl.

It spoke with Michael's voice.

Said...

"I'm alright.

"I'm free."

Everything good

was all about the music.

Always.

I remember when I was maybe six,

before we could have even
dreamed about any of this...

Mum and Dad left me
in the car with the radio on

and Tim and Andrew were outside,

and this song, 'Hey Jude',
came on.

And I remember hearing it and
looking at Tim and Andrew and...

it was like I was...

It was like I was hearing magic.

Through everything,

for all of us, that's...

that's what it was like.

Music was...

magic.

- That's nice.
- Yeah.

Yeah, keep going with that.

# Don't ask me

# What you know is true

# Don't have to tell you

# I love your precious heart

# I, I was standing... #

That's good.

# You were there

# Two worlds collided

# And they could never, never,
never tear us apart... #

# We could live

# For a thousand years

# But if I hurt you

# I'd make wine from your tears

# I told you

# That we could fly

# 'Cause we all have wings

# But some of us don't know why

# I was standing

# You were there

# Two worlds collided

# And they could never ever
tear us apart... #

Oh!

# I

# I was standing

# You were there

# Two worlds collided

# And they could never
tear us apart

- # You
- # Don't ask me

- # You were standing
- # You know it's true

- # I was there
- # Worlds collided

- # Two worlds collided
- # We're shining through

# And they could never
tear us apart

- # I-I-I-I-I
- # Don't ask me

- # I was standing
- # You know it's true

- # You were there
- # Worlds collided

- # Two worlds collided
- # We're shining through

# And they can never

# Ever tear us apart. #

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