Billy Page #7

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Where's your loyalty?

I just think that it's time

to move on, expand.

Now I've built up your career.

You think you could've done it alone?

No, and I'm grateful, Elaine.

Oh yeah, really bloody grateful!

What the hell is this?

I need to think about my future.

I thought I was already

doing that, Billy.

What happened to the lovely young

Maori boy who wanted to be an entertainer?

It's not what I wanted to happen.

Elaine... I'm the boss...

and I make the rules.

You're my agent.

I'll let the boys know where we stand.

Elaine's only taking care

of my live gigs.

The Dream Factory

will still control the rest.

Bro, it's the live gigs

that make the most money.

That's all changing.

Film, TV, merchandising,

that is where all the big money is,

especially when we go international.

The sharemarket is hot,

and there are a lotta big companies...

begging me to do

corporate stuff for them.

But your live gigs would've provided

the cash to set up the Dream Factory.

And...

And they still can.

Just tell me how much.

Well, maybe we can make

a start, then.

In seconds, millions of dollars were wiped

from the paper value of leading companies.

For many investors it was just

'sell me out at any price'.

# Round and around and around

with its own sound.

# Round and around, I don't

need to be there.

# Round and around and

around with its own sound

# cos something has to give. #

Pete. How's it going?

At last we meet.

Flash joint you got here.

Can you get uncle Pete

a cup of tea, please, love?

Oh, tea?

How positively smashing.

Hmm. Come on.

Did you hear the good news

about the TV show?

Uh... what good news?

Bigger budget, new director,

new producer and, get this,

we're even filming some of it

in the States.

We're doing all right now,

aren't we?

Yeah.

What's with all the new

party tricks?

Is everything cool, man?

Yeah.

Just sign here, Bill.

That oughta do it, right?

Bill... you're not paying

for all of this yourself?

Thank you.

Uh, right. Uh... let's just get started

on the scripts, eh?

Hey, Pete?

What?

We're... we're putting together a range

of merchandising and... and action figures,

so I don't have the time today.

Billy, we have got

a TV show to write.

And I'm also running the company

that's making that show.

It's...

it's not all about you, mate.

Maybe, you wanna let me know

when you do have some time.

The expensive costumes... great.

Now, guns.

Director, the tanks are great.

You know, and this is without a doubt the,

uh, best catering I've ever had in my life.

There's just one problem.

And what's that, Pete?

It's not f***ing funny.

It makes me laugh.

Bullshit. You hired a director who wouldn't

know a joke, if it bit him in the arse.

And scripts, you're too busy making little

action figures of yourself to finish them.

Hey, it'll be okay, mate.

Who? No, I'll be okay, because no one

gives a sh*t about me.

Okay. I'll... I'll have a word

with the director over lunch.

Where you off to?

Someone has to tell that

prick he's useless.

Don't do that.

You gonna do it?

No. No, I didn't think so.

Oi, you.

Future profits, good management,

dividends and bonus shares...

none of those seem to matter.

For many investors it was just

'sell me out at any price'.

Hey.

You're just in time for lunch.

What's this?

It's from the IRD.

No, this is a mistake. I...

I don't owe them 200 grand.

I've called.

There's no mistake.

Not much of a dream now, is it?

I'll, um... I'll sit down

with Stephen and Ike tonight...

and we can go over all the accounts.

You've got a live gig tonight.

Today. I'll do it today, then.

You're filming today.

You don't have time.

Oh, I can't believe you left those...

those two in charge of everything.

Hey, hey.

Hey, hey, hey.

Hey, why don't you just

leave this for now and come home?

I just need to sort this out.

Listen to me. All of this...

money and fame, none of it matters.

I want my Billy back.

It's alright. I'm gonna straighten this

all out, love.

There'll be some big changes.

Now go on. Go home.

Don't worry about me.

- Yeah, but...

- Please?

- See you at home.

- Yeah.

I've just been fired. Producer said

it's the Dream Factory's show, not mine.

No. No, mate, this is my show, and I can't

do it without you. I... I'll have a word.

Will you? Will you really?

It's always the same, Billy.

When... when it comes to the crunch,

you're a spineless, bloody goff.

- Pete.

- Make your own f***ing show!

No, don't go, mate.

Then get that producer in here right now

and demand he reinstates me!

You don't even have the balls

to stick up for your best mate.

Hey, we can sort it out, mate!

Oh sh*t.

I'm afraid the bypass ended up

putting more strain on your heart, Billy.

A transplant

is the only option left.

How long will we have to wait?

Well, we need to find

a suitable donor.

Doc.

Just make sure

you don't get a Maori donor.

Why's that?

'Cos if you get

a Maori heart,

in 140 years

he'll just want the bugger back.

Well, I'll bear that in mind.

Well, you get some rest now.

Hey.

Hey, love.

I'll be back on the road

and pay the tax in no time.

Don't even think about it.

They're off our backs

for the time being.

There's someone here

who wants to see you.

Morning, Mr. Black.

You'd think the hospital could've

come up with a more original name.

Yeah, I wanted...

I wanted to be Mr White, but...

the doc reckons

no one'd believe me.

I stuffed up.

Yes, you did.

I wasn't seeing what I had in front of me.

I was... looking everywhere else.

I don't know why I did it.

I...

I just wanted people to think

the most of me, you know,

like me.

Billy, love,

the ones that count already do.

Hey, hey.

I'm sorry.

It's not over, Billy.

You're gonna get a good, strong heart,

then Lynn's gonna take you home,

and I promise you,

pretty soon you'll be back on stage,

doing what you love.

It's gonna be all right, Billy.

You can wait here with us.

Elaine's with him.

Hey.

Poor old Billy, eh?

I feel terrible.

IRD still after him?

Yeah.

Don't you dare tell Billy that.

Anyone from the Dream Factory

been to visit?

They took off.

Disappeared

off the face of the earth.

Lynn.

I'm sorry.

For what?

I was an arsehole.

Well, if Billy listened

to a few more arseholes like you,

he'd be better off

than he is now.

You okay?

Never better. Let me at 'em.

- Good luck, Dad.

- Thanks, love.

Every person here has paid

for his or her own ticket.

It's for a

very good cause, indeed.

We're all here

for the same reason,

and that's to see the man I'm proud to say

is one of the nicest guys in the biz.

Here to entertain you tonight,

Mr. Billy T. James.

Shut up. Shut up.

Wow.

With all the things going on in the world,

whoever thought, say... 20 years ago,

whoever thought that they'd

never get to the year 1990.

Put up your hands if you thought

you'd never get to see the year 1990.

What? Just me? Is that it?

Yeah, in spite everything that's

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