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Hi,

Joe. How you doing?Let's go.

Hey, Sally.

Hey, Carl, you want to get together later

and jam?I can't. I got an algebra test

tomorrow. You know what my dad is about

grades. Oh, come on. Chuck Berry is so

much more interesting than algebra. OK,

but over at your house. All right, cool.

OK. See you. See you, man.

Wouldn't it be nice if we could

wait and wait for more than went the

day?

Two step, side step, and a hurl away two

step, side step.

What a gloomy day. Carl?From the two-step

Saturday night There was a fella at the

dance last night Who was sittin' pretty

and things were bright He had a style and

scene just... Carl, honey, is that you?

Yeah! We're in the music room. Okay.

Sidestep, and a whirl away Two-step,

sidestep Took my girl away Two-step,

sidestep What a gloomy day From the

two-step Saturday night Yeah, I even

played a dance to go along with her.

Let's show 'em. Come on, Come on

If it wasn't for the cha-cha, what's that

other dance?The The barangay?Nice.

Those other ones, they caught on first,

you know. Did

you have a good guitar lesson, sweetheart?

It was great. It had a lot of neat

chords. Well, I did anyway. They just

goofs off. Hey, those lessons

are expensive, so you pay attention to

make sure you practice. Well, Murray,

what's this?Why is there a

bed in here?Dads, let me move in here.

You're going to live in the music room.

Brian's getting to be too old to share a

room with you and Danny, sweetheart. He

needs a place of his own to go to. You're

practically living here anyway. Listen to

all those four freshman records. Listen

to this.

I figured out all the parts. This is me

and Mom. If we sing it back now, we'll

have a six part harmony. You double my

part, Dad. Here's a bass line for you.

That's me, honey. Where's Dennis?He

doesn't like singing. You know that.

Well, he should be here. Dennis. Dennis.

Dennis. Dennis.

You better

come back

sometime.

How's the oil business?You know, a little

oil, a little gas. What are you doing

with Dr. Murray's car?Good tubes in the

Strand. Yeah, I heard the reports. What

do you say?

Ryan's such a brown nose. Harry's got a

whole room to himself to do his stupid

music. I'm stuck with Carl. You tell him

Barn we should get a grip together, but

you know how he is. You got to push him

to get him to do anything. All that music

stuff is just to get the old man's

attention. I might as well be invisible.

The only time he ever notices me is when

I do something he doesn't like. Like this?

Yeah, like this. I

don't want to be a musician anymore.

James D?He didn't sing. You're not

James Dean. Not yet.

Hey, Mary. Look at those two.

You. Not bad for a Cremie. I'm not

Cremie. Why do you always think you're so

good at everything?'Cause I am. I didn't

see you hanging, Tim. Hey,

can I have a shot of that?Thanks. Looks

like we got ourselves a fan club. Don't

you already have a girlfriend?Any law

says you can't have more than one?If it

did, I'd break it. Let's go.

Don't you dig the sound?It's all right.

You guys like music?Yeah, of course.

I'm a singer. And

you?

Yep. Me too.

You're never going to sit your butt in

that car ever again.

You got me?Yes, sir. I can't hear you.

Yes, sir.

Every day after school and on the

weekends, I want you down at the shop

cleaning machines. You understand?

Mm-hmmWhat did you say?Yes. Pass

the meat to your father, sweetheart.

So you're going out with Judy tonight,

Brian?Answer your

mother. Sorry, Mom. What'd you say?

Oh, I was just saying you have a nice

evening planned. Oh, yeah. You know, a

movie and maybe a shake or something. How

do you expect to be a musician if you

can't hear good?Whose fault is that?

What did you say?Nothing. You were out of

line, so I gave you a whack in the back

of the head. You had it coming, so quit

whining about it. Yeah, Brian, stop

whining about it. I mean, what's the big

deal?You're only three years old anyway.

You want to go back for more, tough guy?

Come on, let's go. Marie, please. Not at

the table.

You guys think you got it rough, huhWell,

let me tell you something. I lost this

eye when I wasn't much older than you. It

was an industrial accident at Goodyear.

Remember, Audrey?The best thing that ever

happened to me. Taught me how to fight.

But then I had the

guts. You have the guts, Brian?

HuhCan I have the excused?Sure, honey.

Why are you always mollycoddling him?Some

fighter. Put a little pressure on him and

he runs away. And

what are you looking at?

Yeah, well, you're not the only one who's

having problems with his old man. Mine's

been bugging me about the business. I'm

telling you, man, the music's our way

out. Jan

and Dean, they cut their first single in

their garage. We can do the same thing.

Do you really believe that?Yeah, I do.

I don't know. I got to think about it.

You've been thinking about it. Come on.

Just do it. I mean, we've got the

talent. Heck, we've practically been

rehearsing since we were little kids,

doing songs together. That's just family

stuff. You want to keep singing at my

mom's Christmas parties forever?

There may be people out there who would

actually pay us to make music.

We'll never know if we don't cry. I got

to go pick up Judy.

I'm right, Brian.

You know I'm right!

Order

32. 29.

Brian. Brian, there's something I need to

talk to you about. What are

you going to do?

Brian. Brian.

Al, what are you doing?Al

Jardine #32. Your order's

ready. Man, I haven't seen

you since graduation. What are you up to?

Taking some classes at El Camino?No

kidding. Me too. What are you studying?

Psychology and music. I don't like what

they teach you. You

still singing with that group?What was it

called?The Islanders. No, no, man. I'm

starting a new one, though. We're going

to record some folk songs, Tom Dooley,

some Kingston Trio stuff. Problem is,

none of these guys can sing. Me and Mike

are doing the same thing. Maybe you could

sing with us. Yeah, yeah, maybe

that sounds good, man. I'll give you a

call. All right, buddy, man. Good seeing

you.

Sorry. Brian,

there's something.

I want you to have this back.

You don't want it?

Please don't take it personally.

I mean, you're really cute.

I just don't think I'm ready to be

engaged.

I'm sorry.

Hey, Mom. Look who's here.

Remember Al?Al Jardine?Oh,

Brian broke your leg accidentally at that

big game, didn't he?Yeah, that's me, Mrs.

Wilson. Hope you don't hold it against

him. Oh, heck, we were on the same team.

Al's thinking about singing with us. Oh,

wonderful. Brian, can I talk to you for a

second?This

group that you and Mike are talking

about, I want you to include Denny.

He's your brother. Look, I know he's got

the devil in him, but he's a good boy. He

just needs direction. You know, you can't

make Denny do anything he doesn't want to

do. Have you asked him?No. Maybe you

should.

Promise me.

Promise. All right. Good to see you, Al.

You too, Mrs. Wilson. She wants me to

include Dennis in the group. Dennis. Can

you believe that?even sink?

Now whatever you need, production run,

prototype, missile, experimental, general

maintenance, and just plate shot

machining, these lasers are your babies.

Now no other machine offers such an

outstanding amount of features with such

a large amount of tooling. Step into

my office and I'll show you the specs.

Very good, very good. Put your lashes on,

you're losing eye.

Thank you. See you next time.

I'm Nick. Amy.

What are you doing here?I told you I'd

pick you up later. I'm late for Brian. I

need to talk to you. How do you

know?I mean, you don't even look like

you. I'm three weeks late.

What are we going to do, Mike?

No matter where

our paths may want,

we'll remember

always

graduation

days.

We'll remember

always

graduation

Pretty good. Are you kidding?

It's perfect. It's great. Look, we've got

enough material. We should record a demo.

Yeah, your dad made some records, right?

Back in the Stone Age. Why aren't we

asking to arrange an audition for us?

Geez, Al. Yeah, Al, you don't ask our dad

anything. No, you have to make him think

it's his idea. Yeah, but we're ready.

Not so fast. One more time. You're

crazy. It's perfect. All right, listen

up. Listen up. Come here. Listen up.

Here. You know, my sister thinks of us as

poor relations, so don't do anything to

embarrass me. You understand?Come on.

Ho, ho, ho. Merry Christmas, everybody.

Oh, my. Hi. Oh, thank you. Merry

Christmas, Brian. Merry Christmas,

everyone. I just thought these would look

good under the tree. Good to see you.

It's been too long. Excuse me, Grandma,

you did. Well, Lee

likes every room to have its own theme.

Brian, they want us to sing.

I know, but we need another voice for the

harmonies. Brian, you remember

what you promised about your brother's

singing?Hey, Denny.

You think you could help us out with a

song?Can you do Al's harmony?

Well, yeah. I mean, I've been listening

to you guys rehearse for weeks.

Ryan, I can do this.

Okay.

Merry Christmas, Mom. And to you,

my goodness, don't you look well?Oh,

Buddy, doesn't Murray look well?

Merry Christmas, Dad. Nice house your

sister has. At least one of you made

something yourself. Please, Buddy, it's

Christmas. Somebody talking to you.

It's always good to see you, Mom.

Everybody, can I have your attention?

The boys have consented to sing for us.

Mike, Brian.

One, two, three.

Hallowed be our

love Thy name

Thy kingdom come

Thy will be done

On

earth As it is

I talked to Height and Dorinda Morgan

today. They're little friends of

mine. They have a little recording

studio in Hollywood.

They said they'd give you a shot.

Really. All right. I told them not to

expect too much. Now they're doing this

as a personal favor. So don't do anything

to embarrass me. All right?You got it.

OK. All right. Monday morning, 11:00.

You're on.

Well, it's very sweet. But if you want to

make a record, you need to come up with

something original, something new. What

else have you got?You

ever heard about surfing?It's the latest

craze. All the kids are doing it. Yeah,

Yeah Denny's right. You hear surf reports

on the radio every day. The hairballs are

really pumping down on the Strand.

That's a surf talk for waves.

Yeah, I mean, Brian and Mike have been

working on a song about surfing. Yeah,

you know, for the Wahinis, the the

Hodads, the Stoka Boca crowd. I

like the way that sounds, whatever it

means. It's not not

finished yet. We'll come back when it is.

Yeah. OK. All right. Thank you. Thanks a

lot.

Thanks a lot, you guys. What's your

problem, Brian?You know I know about

surfing. I hate the beach. Don't worry.

I'll write the lyrics. I don't even know

what the music's supposed to sound like.

This is not my sound, Brian. Come on. You

write one or two songs like this, then

you can do any kind of music you want.

Come on, Brian. Brian, you need this.

We all need this brunt. Just let me talk

to you for a second, please. Don't worry.

I

didn't want to say this in front of the

other guys, okay?But, uh, you

you remember Amy?

Cheerleader?Yeah, her.

Well, we, uh,

call it an accident.

And I'm going to need some dough fast. I

can't exactly ask my folks for it. Now,

if if we cut this record like I've been

telling you, what if your mom finds out

about her?She's not going to find out.

How could you be so thoughtless?I've

arranged with our foreman to start you as

an apprentice on the metal presses.

You'll need the steady income. We expect

you to marry the girl, of course. I

hope you're very happy together.

And when the baby comes along, what

then?

I'm working on it. That

works. It's going

to

work. Yeah, that's not bad. We got to get

some more instruments, though. We got to

get bass and drums at least. Brian, when

am I going to play?You can be thedrummer.

Sorry for interrupting, but your father

and I are getting ready to leave. I don't

want you boys making a mess while we're

gone, so I'm leaving meals for each of

you. Whatever you do, clean up after

yourselves. You know how your father is.

Come on, Audrey. I want to get to Tijuana

before dark. I think you guys sound

really good. Thanks, buddy. Thanks, Aunt

Audrey. All right. Coming.

Thanks, Aunt.

Sorry, honey. Ryan.

Son, I'm entrusting this to you. Now,

you're not to use it except for an

emergency, and if you do, I want every

penny accounted for. You understand me?

Yes, sir. Bye, Mom. Have fun,

you guys.

Have a good time. Adios, Uncle Murray.

How much did he give

you?200.

Please let me play with you guys. I

don't know. It's kind of a family thing.

Just ask Brian, OK?

OKYeah. Thanks.

Dennis. Got it.

Closer. 34

Go on, ask him. Brian,

Dave wants to know if he can play with

us. What do you play?Carl plays

guitar. Al plays guitar and bass. I play

bass. Sorry. One,

two, three, four.

You hear that?

Pretty catchy, huh

Yeah. Damn it.

Get up,

I said. Get up. So this is how you betray

my trust, huhYou're going

back right now, returning those

instruments,

and you're going to pay back every penny.

You got one week. Wait a second. Dad,

listen. Just listen.

I was checking on the surfing team to see

if I would go in with the DJ. He tells me

that the surfing is fine. That's when I

know my baby and I will have a good time.

You guys might

be on or something. What

are you calling yourselves?The

Pendletones?Yeah, you know, like the

shirts. All the surfers wear them.

You boys ready?Pendle Tone Surfing

Song, take one. Here we go, let's do it.

One, two, three. Surfing is the only

life, the only way for me. Now surf,

surf.

I got up this morning turns on my

radio I was checking out the surfing

scene to see if I were to go And when the

DJ tells me that the surfing is fine

That's when I know my baby and I will

have a good time

Surfing is

the only life, the

only way for me. Now

surf, surf

with me.

From the early morning to the middle of

the night Anytime a surface of the

time is right And when the surface feels

down to take its place We'll do the

surfer stomp It's the latest and great

OK, let's ship

it.

Aren't you guys supposed to be in school?

Career day. A bunch of boring assemblies,

remember?I got a career anyhow. What are

you doing?It's another career.

Who's that, huhWhat are you guys doing?

Just cruising. Who's gonna get these?Uh,

man.

This is Rig. You fault she.

family. How's it married man, Mikey?

Married. Aren't you working for your dad

now?Nah, today's my day off. Does Amy

know that?Hey, guys.

Hey, come from locals here in Southern

California. They're calling themselves

the Beach Boys. That's

us. That's us.

We're on the radio.

like it.

We have three lovely young ladies

standing by waiting to sing for you. Yes,

right, we heard it. Really?

Oh, thank you so much for calling.

Murray, Height says the boys' song is all

over the radio. Isn't that wonderful?

Sure. Honey, I don't

think Lawrence Falk is going to play your

song this time. Now, sometimes they try

to cheat you. They play your song and

then they try not to pay you for it.

That's why you got to keep your eyes and

ears open. Maybe next time.

Oh, they're calling us the Beach Boys. I

know. Hey, Beach Boys. I'm so proud of

you. Dad, did you hear it?Yeah, I heard

it.

The mix is lousy. You can't hear the

lyrics. Mike, you got a great bass line,

but it gets lost. And this is strictly

Bush League amateur night. From now on,

I'm going to be your producer.

They're angling in Laguna and Sarawasu.

They're kicking out in Doheny, too. I'll

tell you a service run while it's getting

Cut it, please, boys. You're not

blending. You got to blend. OK, fellas,

from the top. Let's go.

We're rolling. Let's go surfing

now, everybody's learning how Come on a

safari with me Come on a safari with me

Early in the morning we'll be starting

out The money's gonna be coming along

We're loading up the woody with the

boards in the fight And heading out to

sing on our songs Six months ago, these

kids were nobodies. And now he thinks

they're the Everly Brothers.

It's better, huh

Let's go surfing now. Everybody's

learning how. Come on to Safari with me.

Come on

to Safari. Sounds good, huhYeah, yes. Not

bad. You said these are your sons. Three

of them. Yeah, it runs in the family.

Ever since they were little, all they

ever heard in the house was music and an

occasional family argument. So

what are you looking for?$300 per song,

plus 2.5% of the royalties and a

contract. I can't make that kind of

decision independently. Well, we can

wait. We?My son's downstairs with

his cousin. I brought him with me in case

you wanted to meet him. You know, they're

good kids. You can You can hear the

talent.

I'll tell you what, there's a little cafe

down the street. Why don't you go get

something to eat, and I'll call you

there, let's say, in an hour. You got a

deal, Lick.

Hey, Boyle Gilmore. Hey, Nick. We'll be

waiting across the street. In an hour.

Okay. Boyle,

Dick Finay. I got something I want you to

listen to. No, no, no, that's what you

said to me about the Letterman, and look

what happened. This is a new teen

sound. It's got nothing to do with with

girlfriends breaking up or driving your

car off a Cliff. Pay attention.

This is your future we're talking about

here. Now, if that guy,

Nick, asks you anything about copyrights,

you tell him they're already taken.

Copyrights. We're going to own our own

songs. That money stays in the family. We

don't need any interlopers horning in. I

talked to an attorney. He's going to draw

up some papers. We're going to be

partners, you and me. Would you like

that, son?Sure, I guess. Now,

since you're a miner, you'll be a partner

in name only. You just leave everything

to your own man. I even thought up a

name. Sea of Tombs Publishing.

You like it?Yeah.

Why not?Let's shake on it.

What about Mike?If he asks you anything,

you just tell him he's protected.

Anything else, you keep your mouth shut.

You got it?Did I

miss anything?No, I'm just telling Brian

not to look too eager. You know, these

record guys got to make them sweat a

little bit. Excuse me, are you Mr. Wilson?

Yeah, someone from Capitol just called.

They said Mr. Vinay is ready to see you

now. Thanks. All right.

Look sharp.

OK, OKThey paid $900 for three songs on

the demo. Just to make things even, I'm

kicking in an extra 100. So that's two C

notes apiece. Three of you guys.

I don't believe it, Rich. Isn't thisgreat?

I bought an Eagle. Thank you.

Thank you. Drakelin.

Man. You're going to buy a boat.

Damn it, Al. You can't leave. We're a

group. Brian, come on. I mean, $200,

that's that's what the instruments cost.

Who cares about the money?People like us.

My mom and dad think that it would be

best if I go to medical school in

Michigan. You don't still want to be a

dentist. I'm sorry, guys. Really.

I am.

I wish you all the best.

Winner!I want to be a

dentist.

What now?

That's it, Dave. Big smile. Nice boy.

Make sure you get the good sides, all

right?Dennis, you don't have a good side.

Now get the whole crew. Come on, you

guys. This is my graduation photo. Ryan.

Good. I don't know anybody who's ever

taken pictures of kids signing contracts.

Now, this is just the beginning, so don't

get a big head. You guys are too green

for the big time, so we have to build you

up first. Every disc jockey in this town

promotes something. Record store

openings, sock hops, you name it. We're

going to play them all. Doesn't pay

anything, but that kind of goodwill. just

can't buy. Let's

go surfing now, everybody's learning how,

coming to Safari. Yeah, just go stand on

the truck. Early in the morning we'll

be starting out. The money's gonna be

coming along. We're loading up

the money with their boards in the clouds

and heading out singing the

song. Come on, baby,

Everybody's going to know your faces.

We're going to plaster this town with

pictures. If you want success, you've got

to fight for it. You know where our

families lived when they first came to

California?Intense. On the beach.

It wasn't easy back then. Nobody handed

them anything. Everything they got, they

earned it. Remember that. Image.

That's everything. Let's go get 'em.

Happy,

happy, let's see it. Happy, happy, like

this, see?Hey, crumble up!

Crumble up! And be happy! Here, take some

buttons. Before I mingle them. HuhWhat'd

you say?You want me to... pass them out?

Give me everything. I've got some mints

for you, some buttons here. You, like I

need some beach ball. ...turn it off now,

turn it off,

turn it off

Oh, don't they look darling?You know,

those Pendleton shirts, they really got

to go. We need something that says

California. What do you think of the new

look, Nick?I got these shirts on sale at

Penney's. Good, clean, fun. That's what

we're selling. See how it plays in the

national market. Listen, you guys are

going on the road. The Beach Boys have an

opportunity to be the national

ambassadors of California culture. And we

need to strike while this iron is hot and

keep striking. You remember what Nick

called you, guys?Ambassadors.

Now, this is a business, so you got to

act right. Now, listen up. Out here in

the sticks, you're nobodies. So you got

to stop loafing and set a good example.

Now, First off, everybody's on an

allowance. Because nobody understands the

value of money. I'm going to be the bank.

I'll keep tabs on the proceeds and I'll

give you your share on the way home. And

just to make sure everybody stays in

line, there's going to be fines. You

write one song and they want three more,

like machines or something. How many

thrift songs we got to write?That's a

good thing, man. Hey, we are

bringing the California gospel to the

people. Now, listen up.

Anybody cusses in front of people, that's

$100. Any booze, that's another hundred.

Hey. Now listen, smart guy, any

fraternizing, that's five big ones. I

think I made myself clear?

Inside, outside, USA. That's UFI.

Underneath all that, I'm going to be

coming up with just, you know, all the

different beaches we ever go to. Del Mar,

Ventura, Santa Cruz, Trestles,

Palisades, Redondo.

Ah, geez, Dave. Come on.

Dave. Oh, that's good. You could be the

clown, Dave. That's real funny. What do

you say I keep a hundred and we call it

even, huhIs that funny?

Play that again. And it

goes like this And

everybody had a ball Across the

USA May everybody

beCalifornia

You'd see 'em wearing their baggies

Where achi sandos too A

bushy, bushy bun

Hey. We're

gonna take real soon.

We can't wait for June.

That must be what it was like when

Elvis started.

You hear anything?

Your old man's a real stage dad. It's

like having a principal. At least Dennis

is having fun to see that girl, he's with

stack man.

Shh, go ahead. Blowing up Ed. ...in low

flying areas, causing most farmers to

bring their crops in earlier...

...drained bins have been filling up

faster than they can be shipped out. Most

of the meat experts have predicted early

process... Damn,

that's 80.

Come on, Ricky. There they go.

I should have left you here. What did I

tell you, huhThat is the last time I ever

let you do that to me. Is that right, huh

Denny.

Denny. Denny,

get off. Denny, you're crazy. Come on.

Danny, come on. Get

on, man. All right, tough guy.

Danny, you just forfeited your

share of the whole. Score.

Maybe that'll teach you a lesson.

girls for every

Two girls for every

That's the one. Yes.

Thanks for the great tune, man. Yeah,

we've really been wanting to pull one of

your songs out of Janet Dean record for a

while. You kidding?It's an honor. You

guys are legends. Hey, man, I resent

that. I'm not old enough to be legends.

That was fun. What's that sound?

Well, we call them the Wrecking Troop,

and then they're cutting a track for

Spector. Spector?He's the best. He's

here?Why, you want to meet that jerk?

Yeah. Okay.

There he is. Phil Spector himself. And

that's the wrecking crew. See that stick

man?It's Hal Blaine. He's playing with

Count Basie. That's KOK on Fender.

You got the best of the best in there.

Wipe out on the keyboard. We can have

them do it better.

Hold it. Hold it.

Phil says take it back eight bars. Hey,

Phil, this is Brian Wilson. He's a big

fan of yours. I've heard your stuff.

Let's go. OK, gentlemen, I'll give

you 4.

And 1234.

So how's the new house?A little smaller.

A lot smaller, actually. Near the

airport. The plane's flying over. But the

schools are good. Your brother never has

any trouble making friends. Mom, how's

Mom doing?I know your mother's a proud

woman. This is hard for her, but she's

doing the best she can. Yeah. Look,

Dad, if there's anything I can do

for you. Oh, no, no, no, no, noI'm still

picking up some small job work. Something

permanent will turn up soon. Things just

grew too fast. Before I knew it, there

was a mountain of bad debt, creditors.

Hey, we'll be fine. Yeah.

Yeah, I know you want. Son.

I just want you to know your mother.

Your mother and I are very proud of you.

Thanks.

They OK?I'm not going to let it happen to

me, Amy. Whatever it takes, I'm never

going to let it happen to me.

This is Ray. First you give away your

number one record to a group outside the

label. Now you want to hire your own

musicians and record in your own studio.

No other band in the business has had

that. Wait a minute, Nick. You name me

another band that plays all its own

instruments. Name me another band that

writes its own songs. The Beach Boys

don't need you guys calling the shots. I

just want to make music the way I hear

it, like Spector does. That's absolutely

out of the question, Brian. Nick, I got

about 3000 words to say. First of

all, you guys don't know how to produce a

rock'n'roll hit in your own studio. Is

that right?That's right. Let the kid

alone. It'll do it for you. We show some

gratitude. All right, Brian. You say we

let you produce your own stuff. You still

got to deliver the singles. There's no

time to play around. He knows that. And

just let the kid speak for himself. He's

almost 21.

Brian?I...

Will you give us a minute, Nick?Yeah,

yeah, sure.

Nick, just a minute.

Brian, just do me a favor, all

right?

Next time you write a number one hit,

write it for us, okay?All

right.

You're proud of yourself now, smart guy?

You just made a pot of money for Jan and

Dean. Brilliant.

Genius. Your success is supposed to

stay in the family, remember?

Now, you and Mike are going to sit down

and crank out some songs. It's not that

easy. Well, you think you could just go

off on your own?Forget about your

responsibilities?No, everyone keeps

reminding me. You know, you're carrying

the ball for a lot of people.

Just don't fumble it.

I will take

you Everywhere

I go

So I say from

me to

you I will make your

dreams come

true Do you love me

Thank you. We're going to take a short

break. We'll be back in 10 minutes.

We'll be back. Thank you.

Good job.

Hi, I'm Dennis. Nice to meet you. Hi.

Thanks for coming. He's so cute. He's

coming over. Hi.

HiHi

I'm Brian. You sure are.

I'm Marilyn, and this is my sister Diane.

And this is our cousin Ginger. Hey.

I've seen you here before, haven't I?

Actually, this is my third night.

I saw you first and and I told them they

had to come.

Can I have a sip of your hot chocolate?

Yeah.

We're singers too. Really.

The honeys like in your song Surfing

Safari.

Well, I'd like to hear you sometime. You

would.

Sure.

I'm sorry, but I'm sorry. I'm.

Can we get some more napkins over here,

please?I'm so sorry.

So do you want to come in?

What about your parents?It's kind of

late. Oh, they're used to it. Come on,

come on

Marilyn, Diane, is that you?Yes,

Dad. Who else?Oh, hello.

Dad, this is Brian. He's one of the Beach

Boys. What an illustrious guest my

daughters bring home in the middle of the

night. Brian, these two girls,

they play your record so much. I feel

like I already know you. Marilyn.

Dad. Honey, this is Brian, the Beach

Boys. Oh, how nice.

Would you like something to eat, Brian?

Oh, no, thanks. I don't want to be any

trouble. Please. A big boy like yourself

should eat. Well, I am kind of hungry.

Good. Marilyn, I like him.

So, Irving, help me.

Well,

they're nice, folks. They're OK.

We like them. It's a

nice house. It's friendly.

You play?No, Mom does. She's amazing. She

can pick out any tune. I'm like

that. Well, play us something,

OK?

There's a world where

I can go and

tell my secrets

to In

my room

In my room

In my room.

In my room.

I bet you take all your girlfriends here.

I don't have girlfriends.

I don't believe you. It's true.

Dennis. Girls like him.

Him and Mike. I had a girlfriend.

Judy. What happened to her?Is

that why you write songs?

It's hard to explain.

Oh, here's something that's. really good,

and all of a sudden,

I want to do it really better. I just

get that competition feeling.

It's almost like I'm most inspired when

I'm feeling inferior. Does that sound

crazy?No. No, not to

me. My family's real musical. My

dad, the only way to

talk to him is through music, you know.

As long as the musicPlease. Nothing bad

can happen.

Well, when you sing, it's like, I

don't know, like I I'm hearing who you

really are. It's like. You're

singing just for me.

1234 When some loud

bragger tries to put me down and

says this school is great,

I tell him right away. Now what's the

matter, buddy?Ain't you heard of my

school?It's number one in the state.

I thought you said he wasn't coming

anymore to Sessions. I thought he should

hear. He'll like it. Who cares what he

likes, Brian?

Hurry. No, I thought we agreed Brian

would be doing the producing. Oh, come

on, Nick. Who are you kidding?Everybody

knows this is a team effort.

Excuse me. No, noYou got to help out,

right?You got to surge the voices. Maybe

we can speed up this tape a tone or two.

Make him sound younger, right?Push

him back.

Push him back. Way

back. Cut the music. Cut the music.

Brian, Mike, you got a wonderful tune

here, but you're too tight. Loosen up.

Be happy. And you're too shrill on that

harmony kick. Dennis, you're flatting,

dear. Hey, Mike, you sound a little

nasal, buddy. Brian, he's out of control.

You got to do something. OK. So you think

you're good?Think you're big stars, huh

Well, let's fight. Let's fight for

success. You guys got any guts?Well,

let's hear it. Let's go.

OK, we're going again.

One, two, three, four. I don't know

what to do. You're driving everybody

crazy, Brian, not just you. But you're

the one who's gonna have to do something

about it. He's your dad. Well,

is that yours?Yeah.

You like her?

What happened to the coop?

I wanted a better set of wheels. Amy gave

me grief about it, of course, but you

gotta look the part, right?Besides,

girls dig sharp wheels, man.

Go around the other side. Help me with

this, would you?

Oh, hey, guess who I saw cruising the

witch stand the other day?Who?Al Jardine.

You kidding?No.

We should talk to him. Um..

My dad says I'm spending too much time in

the studios. He thinks I should play gigs

all the time. I wish I could enjoy it,

like you, but I can't. Amps make my

bad earbuds. Whoa, whoa, wait, wait,

whoa. You're not talking about quitting,

are you?No. I mean, I don't

want to let anybody down, but...

You think Al would want to come back?

Hey, Bri, you OK?He's OK, sweetheart.

He's just a little tired, that's all.

It's no fun for me to even work calm.

It's bad, Mom.

Great concert. Great to have you back on

the team, Al. It sure bees learning to

fill cavities.

Hey, Dave, you know the rules. Everybody

carries their own hand. It's too heavy.

Since when?You don't smile when you're

playing. Now you expect somebody to

strike your equipment. What, you think

you're some kind of big shot?You'd be

happy if I quit, wouldn't

you?All right, then. I quit. You happy

now?You heard him. He quit.

He's out. You're out, Dave.

I hate you, Murray.

I hate you, Murray. There you go.

No hack hack greets this invading plane

arriving at New York City's Kennedy

Airport. But the pandemonium created by

the 3000 teenagers on hand to greet the

sortie of Britain's bristling beetles is

something one might expect from a

collision of planets.

Liverpool's contribution to American

culture is something that, to say the

least, sparks many diametrically opposed

reactions. You

know what this makes you guys?Yesterday's

news. New

York's most conservative hotel is the

Beatles' headquarters for their stay in

the metropolis, and it will be a long

time before the August hospital ring is

over.

British invasion, huhYou don't know who

you're messing with. All right.

No, no, noDon't tell me that.

Just do it. Number one priority

here. All right. What?They just called

him downstairs. Murray's on his way up

with The Beatles. I'll call you back. OK.

All right. Fine. I'm not here. OK.

I'm not here. OK.

Oh, Mr. Wilson, Mr. Benet is not in his

office. He's not in his office. Let go.

Let go. No.

What's the big idea?You think you can

give away a Beach Boy record on the flip

side of a promo for these these Liverpool

lunkheads, huhYou got them

smiling out of every record store window

in this town. Probably the whole country.

So you think my boys are has-beens, huh,

Nick?Well, let me tell you something.

They made a lot of money for this label.

Not that you could tell by the size of

the royalty checks, but I've seen the

numbers. So there's going to be some

changes around here. You hear me, Nick?

Some big changes. I'll

leave you with your new pals here.

Coming through.

What do you think, huhYou write us a

couple of hit songs, we take them on the

road, and we're back in business.

Anything else?Yeah, how about a little

appreciation?Murray. You know, I sold my

business, and I'm giving myself full-time

to the group. Your father just wants to

help, sweetheart. It's a 50-50 world,

Mom. What's the matter?You making too

much money, buddy?Money?None of us are

doing this just for the money. Yeah, so

you think you got it made, huhNo, I

don't. I just want to write music in the

studio where I can do what I want. Look,

if you want to be a quitter, that's OK.

All I'm asking you to do is

is to be a man. Can you do

that?What do you know about being about

anything?

I told him he could stay with us.

Please, Dad. Mom, if you'd only seen his

face when he came by the store. He was so

sad. Honey, Irving,

you can sleep in the girl's room. Marilyn

will share with Diane and you can take

her bed. Oh,

thanks, Mrs. Revell. Our house is your

house. Always remember.

Thanks, Mom. Good night, sweetie. Good

night. Good

night. Thank you.

May this idea, it's foolish.

Foolish. You want it to happen in the

back of a car rather than in your own

house?Think about it.

Nice. That's a D.

That's a D. That's a D.

That's a D. Put your finger up

here. Carl, get your laundry's done.

Thank you. Thank you, Ms. Mom. Make sure

they take them this time. Hi, sweetie.

Oh, ohh hello. Hey there, Ms. Revell.

Come in. Do you want something to eat?No,

No not right now. Thanks, Ms. Revell. You

didn'tAmy this time. Afraid we're not

together anymore, Miss Revell. Oh, I'm

sorry to hear that. Yeah, yeah, me too.

Yeah, she got the apartment and the kid.

All I got was that car out there. Oh.

Good seeing you, Miss Revell. OK. Hey,

Denny. Is that your Ferrari out there?

It's a honey, isn't she?Yeah. This is

Deborah, my new girlfriend. This is

Mikey. Sings in the band. Hi. Nice to

meet you. Nice to meet you. How's that

going?Ladies. Sounds real

good. Sounds real good. I heard you all

the way down the street. Looking real

good, too. Thank you. Brian, how's

that song going?Which song?Our

song. I don't know. Those guys are hard

to beat. They're good. Beatles. Yeah,

well, we're better. Here, I got some new

stuff.

That's the way

I feel right now, you knowLike I'm stuck.

Like, I need a new sound. Sounds great.

This one sounds pretty good to me. And

hadn't anybody ever told you you get it

right from inspiration, not desperation?

That's where you and I are different. OK,

here's your hook. Round, round, get

around. I get around. All right, that's

your hook. The next you need a verse. It

goes up something

like.

Chuck, you got to do something. It's

OK. I got to rig some of these sounds

that way in the booth. I got all the real

controls back here.

Good night.

Fellas, quit screaming and start singing

from your hearts. Great. I got one good

ear left and his big loud voice is

killing it. Get him out of here, Brian,

or I swear I'm going to hurt somebody.

I'll leave, Brian, if you're going to

give me a bad time. We like to

record an atmosphere of calmness, and

you're not presenting that. Well, this

music doesn't make any sense. It's got no

structure. The bass line's marsh. You got

to help it out. Now, can we hear a chord?

Just a chord like we used to play. We

used to make real records. Please,

OK?

You're planning again, Dennis. Danny.

Danny, come on. Danny.

Dennis, take it easy. Take it easy.

Dennis, just calm down. Look,

relax. Lawless, phony singing for money

just isn't going to cut it. Now, I know

you're not used to people talking to you

this way, but I'm your father. Dad, you

listen to me. When you guys get so big

that you stop singing from your hearts,

you're going downhill. Downhill.

Downhill. You don't know what you're

talking about. You're too old-fashioned.

After all I've done for you, and you talk

to me that way, you're an immigrant. You

get a little taste of success, and you

think you own the business. Get

out, Dad! You're fired.

You all in on this, Mike?

I won't forget this.

Let's go again. OK, Chuck.

Two-step, sidestep. Then a whirl away.

Two-step, sidestep. Took my girl away.

Two-step, sidestep. Won a glutier. Rise

of a two-step Saturday night. There was a

fella at the dance last night who was

sitting too pretty and things were

bright. He had a style that seemed just

right. Ohh Two-step, sidestep all of us

might. Two-step, sidestep.

Oh, Brian.

Brian, do you take Marilyn to be your

lawfully wedded wife till death do you

part?I do. And, Marilyn, do you take

Brian to be your lawfully wedded husband

till death do you part?I do. And by the

power vested in me by the state of

California, I now pronounce you man and

wife. You may kiss the bride.

Mazel tov. Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. and

Mrs. Brian Wilson.

I'm so happy for you.

He didn't come. Your father

hasn't been feeling well. Stop making

excuses. He should have been here.

Brian okay?He's tired, Nick. You ought to

know. Somebody from your office is always

on his back. I know it's hard now, for

Brian, for Mike, for everybody. But you

got to look at the results. We got 7

songs in the top 40. Isn't that enough?

How could he just have a break?We haven't

even had time for a real honeymoon yet.

We've spent it in here recording. Maybe

after after the the promo for the new

scene. Brian hates the rogue, Nick. You

know that. Carolyn, what do you want me

to tell you?That's the business you got

to put out. You are good, man.

You're an artist. And that guy should

not be pushing you so hard, man. You're

not a trained monkey. Thanks.

They want hits. You know, I got to

admit, a lot of us, we weren't so. Sure

about you at first. You look like this

crazy kid, you knowBut man, what you do

with the music, I can dig it.

Genius. Really. That's what some people

are saying. I'm not a genius. I'm

just a hard working guy. Don't sell

yourself short, man. I know

people. Enlighten people.

You should meet them. They can help you

out. What do you mean enlighten

people?

Hey, Don. This is my

hang. These are my people.

That's Samuel Pierce. One of the best

studio musicians around me. Guy can play

anything. Accordion, piano, whatever.

Write songs. Likes to talk, too.

Samuel, say hello to Brian Wilson. Man,

that's why I'm a little beach boy.

Mashoakan. Better than homegrown.

Try it. Do I, are you from somewhere?

Well, you might have seen me playing

clarinet for Art Linkletter's houseparty.

You get used to it. Or maybe you recall

that series Heidi. Yeah, I was one of the

children on that. I'll admit the show was

completely lackluster, but you'll have to

assign the blame for that elsewhere. One

of the problems in being a child prodigy

Because people expect you to excel at

occupations that you may find personally

distasteful. Man, even

when I'm stoned, I can't understand how

to stop you saying I want you

to meet some friends. This is for

you.

This is for me. Cool

place. Cool people. This is

Alison. And this is

Lorraine. Lorraine, right?

The Beach Boys isn't your scene.

You're past that.

I got a little Christmas present for your

nephew. Dennis, you're so

sweet.

I got to go. Final call.

I had a great time last night. Plane

time, Bry. I was so

worried about you last night. I called

everybody. What happened to you?Call you

as soon as I get back. I promise. Some

people wanted to meet me. Enlightened

people. Well. I saw Tommy

Schaefer attach himself to you at the

studio. Where did he take you?

A party. What kind of party?

Marilyn, you're not my dad.

I think you can take that.

Ryan, are you OK?

Fine, try to relax. We're almost there.

Now what kind of position do you expect

to be if you can't?You're out of line, so

I'll give you a whack in the back. I had

it coming to me, so quit whining about

it. Yeah, Brian, stop whining about it.

It's the big deal. You're guts, Brian.

You're an imprint. You know what you're

talking about. You're too old fast.

When you guys get so big that you stop

spinning from your heart, you're going

downhill. Get out, man! You're fired!

Brian.

Brian, are you all right?Brian. I love

you. I love you. I love you.

Come on. Come onSit back down. Brian.

Brian. Brian. I'm going to get some help.

Brian. What's going on?It's OK.

He's having trouble breathing, Ryan. Come

on, Brian. Don't just breathe. Brian,

come on. Hang in there, man. Hang in

there. What's going on?Just breathe. Just

breathe. It's OK. We're here.

Hello. Mom, it's Carl. Oh,

hi, honey. Is everything all right?No.

Something happened to Brian.

Air office in Flight 115 has arrived from

Houston at 84.

Ohh Hey!

Baby!

You don't care.

Where would you like to go?Home.

To your apartment or our house?Home.

Your father found some tenants, but they

haven't moved in yet. I'm afraid it

won't look the way you remember it.

Your father built a music room in the new

house. We know we'd love for you to see

it. Remember how you guys used to bring

us in here when we were little?

Dad would bang something out and he'd

sing along. He had us doing it too.

Even Denny. Of

course I remember, sweetheart.

All my life I've heard music.

Grandma Wilson used to play Rapset in the

Blue, Robe, Victrola.

Every time I'd go over, they'd say, play

blue, Grandma. You know what the

very first song you ever sang for us was?

When You Wish Upon a Star from

Pinocchio.

What happened, Mom?

All I wanted to do was to make him happy.

Dad, the guys.

Why can't they just be happy?Why do they

always want more?Brian,

you have a God-given talent,

a gift. You can't blame other people if

they want you to share that with them.

You think I'll ever get to be happy to?

Of course you will, Brian.

Listen to me. You

can do anything you set your mind to.

You just have to do it, baby.

The rest will take care of itself.

Always does.

You'll have to find somebody. You'll have

to find somebody?You mean all of us,

right?Or is this all of a sudden

everything's just about you?What are you

doing, Brian?The harmonies won't sound

the same. You're just quitting?I just

said, I don't want to be on stage

anymore. What about the rest of us?Don't

we have a say about this?Brian, please.

These boys have a beautiful future, but

the only way we can achieve that is if

you do your job and let me do mine.

It's over.