Song for Marion: Deleted Scenes Page #5

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Be back in ten minutes.

You've only got six more rehearsals left.

- Oh, no. You can keep that.

- Why?

- Did you like the song?

- Yeah, it was all right.

- Lyrics?

- Yeah, nice.

- Do you wanna do it?

- You mean in front of everybody?

No. No way.

How about we work it through together,

just you and me?

- Why would you wanna do that?

- Why wouldn't I?

I'll pick you up tomorrow after work.

Get a cup of coffee, Arthur.

Hello, son.

- What you doing?

- Waiting for you to go.

I was engaged for a couple of years

to a fly boy, a pilot.

Never commit yourself

to a man in uniform, Arthur,

especially if he's surrounded

by lots of air hostesses.

All men are shits, aren't they?

I look forward to meeting one who isn't.

Present company excluded.

No, actually, I mean you're not a sh*t.

I've got something to show you.

Recognise her?

Yeah, we're in the programme now.

- There's no turning back.

- Yeah.

If we jump ship,

there'll be nobody to come last.

We? So you're coming, then?

# I must be crazy

- Yeah.

You may be crazy, but you'll be there.

That is brilliant.

You can invite your son.

He'd be so impressed.

- He's none of your business.

- I'm sorry. I didn't mean to...

It doesn't matter what you meant.

He's nothing to do with you.

I'm sorry.

- I apologise.

- No, no, no. I meddle. It's fine.

It's just that he and I...

...just never hit it off.

It's my fault.

I never let him get close to me.

I'm sorry.

He's a good lad.

He's better off, really.

Do you wanna do some singing?

That's better.

# Who is the hippie

that's happenin' all over our town?

# Tearin' up the chicks

with the message that he lays down

# Who is the coolest guy,

that is, what am?

Go towards the back of the room.

That's good. OK, same again.

Sing it to the stage.

# Well, I think you're crazy...

No, that's not projecting.

That's just shouting.

# Chicks are makin' reservations

for his lovin' so fine...

Guess what.

Only one more after this, everyone.

# Who is the coolest guy,

that is, what I am?

Don't forget a little bit

of bump 'n grind.

# Fast talkin', slow walkin',

good lookin' Mohair Sam...

Will you sing that in the competition?

You must be joking.

Then sing it tomorrow in choir practice.

See how you feel.

And if it's all right,

then you can sing it at the weekend.

I couldn't. I...

It wasn't long ago that you

couldn't think of anything worse

than singing silly songs

with people you didn't really like.

Well, I didn't really not like them.

The way you sing it... is beautiful.

If Marion is listening,

or James,

if he could hear you singing...

He hates me.

Well, then, do something

to help change that.

Let him see you, Arthur.

Let everyone see you.

Hello, son.

- What d'you want?

- Thought we could have a chat.

I know it's difficult.

I understand. You're cross.

It's just I'm... I'm missing your mother.

- Just come round to tell me that?

- Well, I'm missing you as well.

What am I supposed to make of you?

Every time I see you...

... I don't know what it is I've done

or not done in my life

to make you so disappointed.

I mean, I've achieved so many things,

so many good things,

but you're always disappointed.

Why can't you be proud?

I am proud, son.

Well, you never thought once to tell me.

Well, I tell everybody.

Why don't you tell me?

I'm trying now.

I'm still trying to cope with my mum.

Maybe I can help.

It's too late for that. You're too late.

# A, E, I, O, U...

# A, E, I, O, U...

You were wrong.

This, it isn't me.

Everybody knows that.

It isn't me.

I'll be back in a second.

- Arthur. Arthur, come on, wait.

- I'm a mug, aren't I?

I'm not what you think I am.

I'm not like everybody in there.

I'm not like Marion.

I'm not the life and soul of the party

and full of joy and guts.

I'm miserable old Arthur.

I've ruined everything I've ever had

and it's too late.

I can't change. It's...

It's too late.

So...

just leave me alone.

- Hello!

- Hello, love!

Hello, Charlie.

He not coming?

I don't think so.

All right, let's go.

# Here we go, here we go, here we go

# Here we go, here we go, here we go...

- Oh, I'm fed up with these words.

Can you all follow me, please?

I'll take you up to your dressing room.

Come on, everyone.

- Ooh!

- Who's a lovely girl, then?

So, before the audience come,

we have to do a sound check.

What's that, then?

They need to know what we sing

and what we do.

- How many groups are there?

- 20.

But we have got just as much chance

as all of them.

# Ode To Joy

Bloody hell. They're brilliant.

We're gonna get

laughed out the bloody door.

No, we're not.

- OK, you're up.

- OK, guys, come on.

Steven, what's this on the desk?

I thought they were good,

but they were a bit dull.

We can do better.

I think we had more personality.

Uh...

I know you all loved Marion,

and... when we were younger,

I would have done anything

to be with her

and share something like this

with all of you.

You don't have to do this

in front of everyone, Arthur.

I'm sorry for how I've been.

And...

I'm going to...

Even if I fall flat on my arse,

I'm gonna do the song, Elizabeth.

If you'll let me.

Of course you can.

Can I have a word?

Oh. Yeah.

One second.

Your hosts for the evening,

Richard Jameson and Harriet Banks.

Ladies and gentlemen,

welcome to the 8th Shadow Song

International Choir Festival.

We have such a wide, fantastic variety

of choirs and songs for you this evening.

Something for everyone.

Ladies and gentlemen,

The Backworth Male Voice Choir.

What do they mean,

dumbing down?

- We're in the programme.

- Come on, driver. It's embarrassing.

It's not fair.

Maybe we saved ourselves

from getting laughed at

by a theatre full of people.

Somebody once told me

it didn't matter if you got laughed at.

Open the door, driver.

Arthur, what you doing?

I'm gonna sing that bloody song

you've been ramming

down my throat all week.

Come on.

Thank you to

the Backworth Male Voice Choir.

Can we have some assistance?

- Now we have 35 dapper young men...

- God help me, love.

...full of class and charisma.

Some random man

just walked on stage.

I've never seen him before.

I don't know what he's doing.

Sorry.

Now some other random girl

has joined him.

Excuse me. Excuse me.

It's those OAP people

you got rid of earlier.

I can't stop them, can I,

cos there's like 30 of them.

OK, I'll get them to introduce them.

What?

You're gonna have to introduce them.

The OAP'Z.

Now.

Well, as you can see,

they're not in suits,

but they do have class.

Well, everyone,

put your hands together for the OAP'Z.

Blow them away, please.

# The Love Shack is a little old place

# Where we can get together

# Got me a Chrysler, it seats about 20

# So hurry up and bring me

your juke box money

# The Love Shack is a little old place

# Where we can get together

# Everybody's movin',

everybody's groovin'

# We're going to the Love Shack,

baby, Love Shack

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