:57:00
Don't touch him!
:57:07
Get an ambulance, quick!
:57:09
- Fuckin' eejit!
- We want more! We want more!
:57:24
- If Derek dies, we'll be famous.
- What are you on about?
:57:27
It's a sure way to get famous.
Die on a stage... Get shot in a motel...
:57:31
- We'd sell millions of records.
- I don't understand what happened.
:57:34
You have to keep the juice from
the amps and the mikes separate.
:57:37
Derek was the earth there for a minute.
:57:39
- Isn't that how the guy from AC/DC died?
- No. He choked on his own vomit.
:57:43
- So did your man from Free, didn't he?
- Yeah. Lots o' them.
:57:47
- Keith Moon.
- Jimi Hendrix.
:57:49
- Brian Jones.
- No, he drowned.
:57:51
- Did he?
- Yeah.
:57:53
- Mama Cass?
- That was vomit.
:57:55
Vomit.
:57:56
- Not a heart attack?
- No.
:57:58
Maybe we could get Deco
to choke on his own vomit!
:58:00
Lads, it's alive!
:58:02
Derek! Howayeh doin'!
:58:05
They don't get many electrocutions
on Saturday night.
:58:09
It's mostly bottles in the face
and bruised balls.
:58:11
They said it was a mild shock.
Didn't feel mild to me.
:58:14
- Made me hair stand on end.
- Your hair always stands on end.
:58:18
Not fuckin' all of it!
:58:33
- See yeh, Derek.
- See yeh.
:58:36
Bye now.
:58:40
- Rehearsal's tomorrow night, all right?
- OK!
:58:44
We need a year's rehearsal.
We're all over the place.
:58:47
It was raw, sure. But there was
moments where you were cookin'.
:58:51
It was only kids and relatives.
:58:53
What are yeh sayin'?
One gig and we pack it in?
:58:56
Why d'yis want to be in a band?
Is it the money?
:58:59
- What money?
- So it's the chicks.