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No, thanks.

Really missed you.

Yeah?

Where have you been?

Just kipping at Joey’s.

I’m really sorry, Blake.

What the f***, Amy?

I know. But it was that f***ing girl, she just pushed me over the edge.

Yeah, well, you’re always on the edge, so it don’t take much to push you over.

I can’t talk to you when you’re being like that, you start hitting and scratching.

Yeah, I know.

I’m not a f***ing lapdog, Amy.

I know that.

I don’t give a f*** about your Brit Award.

Well, it was an Ivor, but I know.

I’m gonna let you blame me…

…about not making music, you listening?

Go and make music, if you want. Or don’t, I don’t care. Yeah?

Probably run off with someone famous, anyway.

What?

Run off with someone famous.

That’s what famous people do, run off with each other.

Blake… I don’t care about the fame game.

It ain’t me.

We might as well call it now. Yeah?

Call what?

It’s not gonna work.

Blake, don’t.

No. There’s your career…

The fact I like taking drugs… Look at my f***ing face, Amy!

What do you want me to say, Blake? I’m sorry.

Yeah, I’m a f***ing horrible drunk. That f***ing girl…

I got viol… I was angry, I was upset.

So, where does that leave us, then?

Where does it leave me? More cuts, more bruises…

Cos you’re not gonna stop drinking, are you?

No.

Just do whatever you gotta do, Amy, but it’s without me.

Stop! What are you doing?

I’m still your mate.

You’re not my f***ing mate, Blake! You’re not my mate!

You’re my f***ing heartbeat, you’re my soul. I love you!

And you love me. Stop doing this, you’re gonna make me cry!

I’m getting back with Becky.

Or trying to, so… Just f***ing leave it, yeah?

(Blake sighs heavily)

Amy?

Amy, open the door! Amy?

(Knocking)

Amy, can you let me in?

(Knocking)

Amy?

Shut up…

(Knocking)

Alright, Nick… I must’ve fell asleep.

Big night, was it? You okay?

Do you want some water?

Whoa…

F***ing hell. Let me see this.

What?

I’m calling an ambulance.

What? Nick!

Have you seen your head?

I must’ve fallen over. I don’t need an ambulance, I’m alright.

You’re not alright, Amy. Look around. None of this is alright.

Right, I’m calling Mitch.

Nick!

Look, 999 or Mitch. Which is it?

There’s stories about her kicking off all over Camden.

About her punching people. Juliette’s moved out, it’s got so chaotic.

I didn’t know that.

I get Amy calls in the early hours because she’s lost somewhere in town.

Okay, she’s lost, because she’s paralytic. We need to do something about it cos…

No, go on. What do we need to do?

You need to go to a rehabilitation centre.

Oh, yeah?

Yes. Now.

F*** off, Nick.

Dad, I had one too many.

Yeah, I know I fell over and hit my head, but…

I fell asleep there cos I was comfy…

Amy, I saw you, okay? You looked like you had a fit.

Like an epileptic fit.

I’d remember that, wouldn’t I?

No! Because they happen when you’re unconscious.

They’re f***ing dangerous, Amy, they can kill you.

You think I had a fit, I don’t agree.

I might’ve had a blackout, Dad.

And a blackout’s okay, then, is it? It’s ridiculous talk, Mitch! It’s stupid!

I’m not stupid, Nick. And I’m fine.

I know, I’ve stressed everyone out. I’m sorry.

I don’t need to go to rehab.

Music is my rehab, Dad.

It always has been.

I promise, I’ll lay off it.

I think she’ll be alright.

As long as she promises to be more aware, and to get back to work.

Mitch, f***…

Nick, rehab’s a bit harsh, innit?

The label could drop her and then where would she be?

You need to pull your f***ing finger out!

(Amy) You okay with that?

Obviously not, no.

Here’s something else you might not be okay with.

We’ve decided to leave 19 Management, haven’t we, Dad?

I don’t want Simon Fuller anywhere near my career anymore.

(Nick) Wait, what?

If you wanna carry on working with me, you gotta leave 19, too.

You know I can’t do that, I’ve got other artists I need to look after.

Not like my Amy.

Told you I wasn’t a f***ing Spice Girl.

(Nick) Yeah, I remember.

So, why do you keep treating me like one?

Mitch.

Those that don’t know me, and I think most of you do,

I’m Raye Cosbert, Amy’s new manager at Metropolis.

I’ve called this meeting today to let you know Amy’s ready.

We’ve discussed producers and agree Salaam is the way to go.

But I also want her to meet with a new guy I rate very highly, Mark Ronson.

(Tony Bennett) ♪ My heart is sad and lonely

♪ Lonely

♪ For you, I sigh

♪ For you, dear, only…

(Humming)

It’s just like how I used to have mine in the sixties.

♪ I’m all for you, body and soul…

Haven’t seen many girls with beehives these days.

What do you think?

It’s magnificent.

Do you think I look like a Shangri-La?

Yeah.

And a Ronette.

Hmm…

You think Blake will like it?

That’s all gone, Nan.

Oh…

I’m sorry, love. You liked him, didn’t you?

Ah…

I quite liked him a lot, Nan.

Yeah.

(Phone beeping)

That’s Raye. He’s here to take me to the airport.

Bye.

Gonna miss you.

I don’t have to go to New York.

I know there’s producers there but…

Amy, stop. Shh!

Just stop.

I really don’t want to leave you.

Shh. Yeah, no, well, you’re gonna.

Cos if you don’t, I’ll gonna belt you.

(Laughs)

Here, look. I got something I want to give you.

Take it off. Yeah, go on, go on.

There.

Lift it up.

That’s it. Now.

Can’t get rid of me now.

Thank you, Nan.

Come on.

I love you.

I love you so much.

I love you… more than… you’ll ever know.

Now, go on.

You get going before you get me at it.

And when you get to New York, don’t forget to go to Birdland, yeah?

Pay your respects to Charlie Parker.

I will, Nan.

(Tony Bennett) ♪ Myself to you

♪ Body and soul… ♪

(♪ “Back To Black”)

♪ He left no time to regret

♪ Kept his dick wet

♪ With his same old safe bet

♪ Me and my head high

♪ And my tears dry

♪ Get on without my guy

♪ You went back to what you knew

♪ So far removed from all that we went through

♪ And I tread a troubled track

♪ My odds are stacked

♪ I go back to black

♪ We only said goodbye with words

♪ I died a hundred times

♪ You go back to her

♪ And I go back to…

♪ I go back to us

♪ I loved you more

♪ It’s not enough

♪ You love blow and I love puff

♪ And life is like a pipe

♪ And I’m a tiny penny rolling up the walls inside

♪ We only said goodbye with words

♪ I died a hundred times

♪ You go back to her and I go back to…

(Rabbi) We are gathered here today to celebrate the life of Cynthia Levy…

♪ Black

♪ Black

♪ Black

♪ Black

♪ Black

♪ Black

♪ Black

♪ I go back to…

♪ I go back to…

♪ We only said goodbye with words

♪ I died a hundred times

♪ And you go back to her

♪ And I go back to…

♪ We only said goodbye with words

♪ I died a hundred times

♪ You go back to her

♪ And I go back to…

♪ Black ♪

He’s killed me.

There you are.

Give me two twenty packs, please, Jimmy.

Sure, Amy.

Thank you.

There’s your receipt.

Thanks, love.

(Jimmy) You take care, now.

(Girl) Excuse me, are you Amy Winehouse?

Hello, angel. Yeah, I am.

Can I have your autograph?

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