Song for Marion: Deleted Scenes Page #2

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I'm sorry.

- I'll have a chat with him tomorrow.

- Good boy.

Love you, Arthur.

I love you too, sweetheart.

I did miss you.

I know.

What the...?

What are they bloody doing?

Why won't they leave you alone?

- Open the window. I want to see.

- Don't they know what time it is?

# I'd find myself drowning

in my own tears

# Whoa-oh

# You are the sunshine of my life

# That's why I'll always be around

# You are the apple of my eye

# Forever you'll stay in my heart

Hurray!

I want to go outside.

- Let's get you back into bed.

- No, I want to go and see them.

- You're not going outside.

- I want to go outside!

You're not well enough for this

and they should know that.

See what you've done?

See what's happened?

You're a bunch of flaming nuisances!

Now bugger off!

You can't make a show

of yourself like that.

They're my friends.

They don't care what I look like.

I want to go and see them.

You haven't got the energy to stand up and

you want to prance around outside.

They're my friends

and I'm going to see them!

You'll only last five seconds!

- We're gonna get you back into bed.

- No, we're not.

- What on earth is going on here?

- I want him out of this room.

I want him out of this room!

Get him out!

She's getting herself worked up.

Just leave her with me for a moment,

please, Mr Harris.

No, she's my wife

and I'm taking care of her.

Mr Harris, I think it best

you go for a short walk,

take some time to calm down.

- I'll see you tomorrow, Marion.

- Thank you, dear.

Thanks so much for today.

- You're a pig.

- I know.

You were rude to my friends.

I'm trying to look after you.

You are going to apologise to everyone.

And you will take me to singing.

If you don't, I will not utter

a single word to you until you do.

That'll fall in if you dunk it too long.

I like it, actually,

a bit of peace and quiet.

It's a blessing.

Do you want me to dry your hair?

You can nod your bloody head,

you know. That's not speaking.

Do you want me to do anything?

What was that?

OK. I'll take you to bloody singing.

You want to make a fool of yourself,

that's down to you.

And apologise?

Oh, look.

It's Marion. Look.

Hello.

- I'm so glad.

- Hello.

- Hello, hello, hello. Hello, Lizzy.

- It's good to see you.

Hang on. Arthur has something

he wants to tell all of you.

Oh? Has he? How nice.

Marion wanted me

to come and apologise to you

for shouting and saying what I said

the other morning,

so...

There you go.

That's not an apology.

It'll do. Thank you, Arthur.

And he is going to go on bringing me

and he's going to do it without moaning,

and I'm going to do the audition thing.

If you want me.

Of course we want you, Marion,

as long as you're well enough.

I'll be well enough.

Brilliant. Arthur,

are you gonna stick around?

What do you think?

This is heavy metal. It's rock and roll.

It's angry. It's sexy.

These guys, they're proper ugly,

but they get laid daily.

- Really?

- They have groupies.

You're gonna have sex again.

So, I'm talking rough and manly.

So can I see that in your face?

A bit sexier.

Perfect, perfect, perfect.

Right, Terry,

give me your rock and roll.

- Like this?

- No!

It's these two, on the outside. That's it.

Give me some heavy metal.

It's a good start.

Right, give me your line.

You win some, you lose some!

It's all the same to me!

All right, that's enough.

Don't put your back out, for God's sake.

- Nice apology.

- Oh, I apologise like birds sing.

- What the hell you got in your ear?

- It's for practice.

I'll be talking to myself from now on,

then.

What?

Bye.

Oi.

- None of your business.

- What is it?

I'm going to do a solo

in that audition thing.

- On your own? In front of people?

- That's what a solo is, isn't it?

Why have they gone

and given you that, then?

Because if we do get selected,

I might not be around when it comes

to sing in the competition.

I'll let you get on with it, then,

but bed in ten,

if you're even listening.

- What will I do about tonight?

- What do you mean?

My singing.

Well, you can't go.

You can hardly sit up.

Will you go?

Please. It's important for me.

OK. Anything to make you feel better.

OK. Keep an open mind

when listening to this song.

And, yes,

it is what they're talking about.

# Spinderella cut it up one time

# Ooh. Oh!

# Uh-huh

It's got a nice little groove to it.

- Yeah, this is good.

- Yeah, I like this.

# Uh-huh. Oh

# Come on

# Let's talk about sex, baby

Ooh.

It is all about sex.

Why shouldn't we be talking about it?

Or singing about it.

Better than just thinking about it.

Oooh!

Ooh.

Keep your filthy comments

to yourselves, gentlemen, please.

Clear off.

OK, right.

- Oh, sh*t.

- Hello.

Arthur! You scared the hell out of me.

Marion is sick.

She asked me to come

so that you could give me

what she's supposed to learn.

I don't suppose

you've got her player, have you?

You mean this thing?

All right, then, get in the car.

Come on.

You lot are all lunatics.

What will people think

when they hear you singing this?

It's only a song, Arthur.

It's about sex. Oh, dear.

People do still have it, you know.

Doesn't mean you have to sing about it.

So how are you coping?

Must be really hard for you.

We all care about her so much.

Why d'you do it?

I can understand the oldies.

They haven't got anything else.

But you're young.

You've got everything.

Well, I enjoy it, of course.

And it's actually nice

having 20 or something smiling faces

listening to me cos they actually care.

- Do you get paid for it?

- No.

No. No. I teach music at a school.

I get paid for that.

What are you all dolled up for?

I've got a date, if you must know.

- With a fella?

- No, with a donkey.

Hm, touchy.

You know what you're telling her?

Cool.

Will you give her these?

Everyone's got some.

She might need some help

putting them up.

- Yeah.

- Will you give her my love?

- She was missed tonight.

- Sure.

Wake up.

Get your bloody boots off the bed.

I sleep there.

Enjoy yourself?

- Enjoy what?

- The choir thing.

No.

You know how I feel

about enjoying things.

I'll see you, then.

- Arthur, Marion'd like your help.

- What for?

She's having trouble finding the pages.

- Can't someone else do it?

- I'm sure someone could do it.

But as she might not be here much longer,

I thought you might like the opportunity.

- Get a move on. We're all waiting.

- All right, everybody.

Let's get on with the songs.

One, two, three!

# Let's talk about sex, baby

# Let's talk about you and me

# Let's talk about all the good things

# And the bad things that may be

# Let's talk about sex

# Let's talk about sex

# Let's talk about sex

# Something's got a hold on me, yeah

# Oh, it must be love

# Oh! Something's got a hold on me

right now, child

# Oh, it must be love

# Let me tell you now

I've got a feeling

# I feel so strange

# Everything about me

seems to have changed

# Step by step

I've got a brand-new walk...

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