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- What... what did you do?

- Uh, nothing, really.

I just kind of hung around here.

I went to some botanical gardens.

- Oh, really?

- It was very lovely.

- Nice.

- Yeah, it was good.

I wrote a new song.

- Did you?

- Yeah.

I was inspired in LA.

- Want to hear it?

- Wow, yeah.

- Would you be interested in that?

- I'd be very interested in that.

- I've got it right here.

- How exciting.

F***!

What the f*** is wrong with you?

You're like a f***ing mind reader.

Who is it for?

Wm.

Mim from the label, Mim?

Mim...

Mim, who we met...

...one month ago? Mim, Mim?

Yeah.

Was she in LAwith you?

Yeah. Yeah.

I don't know what to say.

It just happened.

I...

Maybe it'll go away.

Maybe it'll fade.

I just...

I have to see it through.

Do you want to put your head

this end or this end?

Obviously...

Do you want a tea?

I don't remember

if you take sugar or...

I'm gonna wing it.

I'll wing it.

Please, won't you

come out with me tonight?

I'm gonna play some songs

down at this open mic night.

- Why don't you come with me?

- 'Cause I hate your f***ing songs.

All right, I think we both know

that that isn't true, so...

Sorry, I didn't... No.

I... I love your songs.

Pmjust... I...

I'm being f***ing horrendous right now,

which is exactly why I need to, um...

I need to go home.

That's exactly why you need

to come with me.

Come on. I insist.

- Uh...

- Pick that up and come with me.

You're coming.

I'm not leaving you here.

I'll come back, I'll find your

f***ing head in the oven. Come with me.

Uh, ladies and gentlemen,

I have a friend here tonight.

And if it's OK with you,

I was wondering

if you'd like her to come up here

and play one of her songs.

- Yeah!

- ls... is that OK?

Yeah? Gretta, would you

come up here, please?

- Hello?

- Hey.

Were you serious last night

about signing me?

Who is this?

Really?

I'm joking. Yeah, I was serious.

I have all my suits here.

Would you get me a nice suit

and make me look nice, princess?

- Wait, you can't just...

- I heard a song last night,

and I'm telling you,

it's exactly what that

- sh*t-ass label needs.

- I'm glad.

You can't just barge in here.

You can't come in like this.

- Why?

- Uh, because that's our arrangement.

- You got somebody here?

- That's not the point.

We have an arrangement.

- Hello!

- Stop it, will you?

- Stray man! Any stray man!

- It's not funny.

Don't worry about me,

it's just the husband taking a shower.

- You can continue f***ing my wife!

- Hey.

- That's not funny.

- Hey, I'm sorry.

If I did, you'd be the first I'd tell.

- OK?

- Oh, so you're not.

- I'll get you a shirt and a...

- No razor!

Stop it.

All right?

You want to come in?

You want sexy time?

No.

OK, ready?

So where are we going, Mr. A&R Man?

We're going to my partner to play him

your music. Got your demo?

No.

- You don't have a demo?

- No.

Do you have MySpace

or Facebook or anything?

MySpace? No, I...

No, I don't. I just...

I... You know, I told you,

I write songs from time to time.

- What do you write them for?

- What do you mean, "what for"?

For my pleasure and for my cat.

Oh really?

Does he like them?

She. Yes, she seems to.

- How do you know?

- Because she purrs.

Maybe she's booing.

No, she purrs at Leonard Cohen, too,

and she has very good taste.

- Maybe she's f***ing with you.

- Can we stop talking about cats now?

- OK.

- OK.

F*** it. Let's do this

the old-fashioned way.

Thank you, Gretta.

Thanks very much. Thanks for coming in.

I'm just gonna take

a moment to talk with Dan for a minute.

Thank you.

I'm not into it,

it's a little undercooked for me.

She seems to have kind of

an attitude problem and...

What are you looking for, man?

What, you want some...

some little teenage pop star

whose mom's been raising her

since two years old for stardom?

- I mean...

- No, that's not what I'm looking for,

but if you know someone

like that, I mean...

Just give me the money to make the demo.

I'll take her into the studio.

Get a hot-sh*t producer. Get a couple

session musicians, dial the thing out.

Then you can hear what I'm hearing,

and then you can tell me to f*** myself.

People send us their demos.

It's not the other way around.

We don't... we don't make demos.

We're prospectors, man,

we're investors.

We're digging for gold.

Make a tape,

and we'll get back to you.

That's the best I can

do right now, bro.

So I've been thinking.

Why do we even need

to rent a f***ing studio?

Because... you need a desk,

a live room and soundproofing.

Laptop, Pro Tools,

a couple dynamic mics,

- and the city is our f***ing live room.

- You mean record outside?

- That's right.

- Like where?

Everywhere.

F*** him. We don't need a demo.

Let's... let's record an album.

Every song we do in a

different location.

All over New York City.

And we do it through the summer,

and it becomes this tribute

to this beautiful,

goddamn crazy, fractured mess

of a city, New York.

OK, like, under the bridge

on the Lower East Side.

Top of the Empire State Building.

Rowing boats in the lake

in Central Park.

Chinatown. Cathedral

of Saint John the Divine.

OK, in the subway,

in f***ing Harlem, everywhere, OK?

OK, so what happens

if it starts raining'?

Whatever happens, we record it.

- If we get arrested?

- Keep rolling. It'll be beautiful.

You like it?

What do you think?

It's good.

- It's good. Come on.

- Will you produce it?

- Me?

- Yeah.

No, I haven't produced

in a long time.

We'll get somebody young to produce it.

- No, but I want you to do it.

- Why?

Because I do.

I'll give you strings,

but we definitely need piano.

Fill in the guitars underneath.

- Got it, I love it. Done.

- Done.

The world's first Jag

mobile recording studio...

...is done.

- It's bloody genius, it is.

- Where do you want to go?

We need musicians.

Terminally, miserably bored musicians.

And after that, I think,

then you bring in the violin and cello.

First cello, then violin.

When we get into that guitar thing,

I want it to just become

a whole different kind of song.

This is Malcolm.

Malcolm is a child prodigy.

He's been playing violin

since he was five years old.

I technically started when I was four.

Four.

- Wow.

- And this is his older sister, Rachel.

She's at the Manhattan School of Music

on a full scholarship.

- Top-of-her-class cellist.

- That's amazing.

So herds the deal.

I can't afford to pay you up front,

so I want to offer you a...

a legitimate back-end deal.

Sound good?

Yeah, as long as it's

not f***ing Vivaldi.

it's not f***ing Vivaldi.

t's great. No, no, no.

I'm not... It's great.

We definitely need piano.

Like, fill in the guitar underneath.

- Major seventh...

- Got it. I love it.

Steve, beautiful.

- Zach, what's going on'?

- I quit.

- Good luck, girls.

- Bye!

Keep in touch, yeah?

When we get into that guitar thing,

I want it to just become

a whole different kind of song.

I want it to be punk meets...

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