The Making of Alan Parker's Film 'The Commitments' Page #3

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- What?

A medical student.

He's not like the rest of us.

Could be useful to have someone

that could bandage heads.

I'm worried about

the direction we're takin'.

Direction?! What magazines

you been readin', yeh tosser?

Look, with Joey and me,

we can touch greatness.

So if you want to be part of it, take in

the tea, and I'll bring in the Jaffa Cakes.

- It's the f***in' Addams Family!

- The Addams Family!

Hold on, girls.

I think I've got a ladder in me tights.

Imelda! Come on!

Who the f*** will be lookin' at

your f***in' thigh, yeh f***in' eejit!

- Look at the size of that f***in' doorknob!

- F***in' huge!

I hope some o' these f***in' fellas

are gonna be rides.

- Are you sure this is the right place?

- I've never been here before!

- Who told yeh? It was Jimmy, was it?

- F***, I don't know.

Um... sorry. We were lookin' for a band.

Oh! That's my boy Joey's.

They're out the back.

Joey says no rehearsals till you get

friendly with your instruments.

- Friendly with mine already.

- Shut up, Declan.

Deco. If I'm gonna front the band,

I like the sound o' Deco.

Deco the bus conductor.

Is that top Deco or bottom Deco?

The only bollixin' thing that's important

is what this band's called.

Joey knows. Tell them.

We are...

We are...

At the end of the garden

you'll find a ladder.

- A ladder?

- Yes.

- Right. Thank you.

- You're welcome, girls.

- What are yeh gettin' us into, Bernie?

- F*** off, Natalie! We've come this far!

Over here?

Over the top! Over the top!

I'm not goin' over the f***in' ladder!

You're over the f***in' ladder!

You know 'em. You go.

The Commitments?

- The Commitments?

- The Commitments?

It's a ''The''.

How do you spell it?

T-H-E.

It's very good. It's a statement.

- I still like A Flock of Budgies.

- F*** me!

I just seen Imelda Quirke's arse

comin' down a ladder!

Lads, you're lookin' at

The Commitmentettes.

The Commitment-tits, yeh mean!

Brilliant management, Brother Rabbitte.

Will they be dressed in black?

What are you bleedin' lookin' at?

# Destination anywhere

# East or west, I don't care

# Destination anywhere

# East or west, I don't care

# Destination anywhere

# East or west, I don't care

# Destination anywhere

# East or west, I don't care

From now on, I don't want you listenin'

to Guns N' Roses an' The Soup Dragons.

I want a strict diet of James Brown for

the growls, Otis Redding for the moans,

Smokey Robinson for the whines,

and Aretha for the whole lot put together.

- Jimmy says soul is sex.

- Dirty bastard!

I said the rhythm of soul

is the rhythm of ridin'.

You want us to sing as if

we were ridin'with someone?

You can practise with me.

I'd bite your bollix off, yeh spotty f***!

- Might fancy that.

- Or make earrings out o' them!

Soul is the rhythm of sex.

Rhythm of the factory, too.

The working man's rhythm.

Sex and the factory.

Not in the factory I'm in.

Not much rhythm in guttin' fish!

Soul is the music that people understand.

It's basic and it's simple.

But it's somethin' else. Somethin' special.

Cos... cos it's honest.

It's honest. There's no f***in' bullshit.

It says it straight from the heart.

There's lots of music yeh can get off on,

but... soul is more than that.

It takes yeh somewhere else. It grabs you

by the balls and lifts you above the shite.

# Said to the man at the railroad station

# I want a ticket

# Just for one

# He said:
Well, if you insist

# But where you wanna go, miss?

# Oh-oh

# Destination anywhere

# East or west, I don't care

# You see, my baby don't

want me no more

# And this old world ain't got

# No back door

Howayeh, Duffy?

This is Jimmy.

Howayeh?

- Glad that dog's got a muzzle.

- Have to. He keeps eatin' me bunnies.

- So you've got a band?

- Yeah.

I don't know why you bother. Everything's

shite since Roy Orbison died.

- What are yeh short of?

- I need a power amp, speakers, a desk,

an' a few bits and pieces.

It's all here in the... note.

That's no problem. How are yeh payin'?

I can give you 50 now,

some when we get the gear,

an' the rest when we do our first gig.

Most bands in Dublin don't last

more than one gig, son.

- D'yeh need anythin' else? Bit o' blow?

- No.

Oh, me ma would like one o' those things

that wakes you up with a cup o' tea.

# Nowhere to run to, baby

# Nowhere to hide

# Got nowhere to run to, baby

# Nowhere to hide

# It's not love I'm runnin' from

# Just the heartbreak I know will come

# Cos I know you're no good for me

I'm black an' I'm proud.

# Everywhere I go

# Your face I see

# Every step I take

# You take with me, yeah

# Each night as I sleep

# Into my heart

# You creep

# I wake up feelin' sorry I met you

# Hopin' soon that I'll forget you

# When I look in the mirror

# To comb my hair

# I see your face just smilin' there, yeah

# Nowhere to run to, baby

# Nowhere to hide

# Got nowhere to run to, baby

# Nowhere to hide

# I know you're no good for me

# But you've become a part of me

- What? When can I stop?

- When your hand falls off.

# How can I fight a love

# That shouldn't be?

# And it's... so deep

# So dee-eep

# Deep inside of me

# My love's reachin' so high

- How's it goin', Cave?

- Howyeh, Jimmy.

- Long time no see.

- Long time no hear.

# I can't get around it, no

# Nowhere to run

# Nowhere to hide

# From you, baby

# Just can't get away from you, baby

- Jesus, it's brilliant!

- Just leave it in the state you found it.

- How long's your boss away for?

- Only two months.

Unless he gets time off

for good behaviour.

# Nowhere to run to, baby

# Nowhere to hide

# Got nowhere to run to, baby

# Nowhere to hide

- Look at this place!

- The ceiling's beautiful!

Jaysis!

- Pigeons and everything! Great(!)

- Lovely spot!

I haven't got any bleedin' cigarettes!

- Where'd you get this piano?

- It's me granny's.

- That was nice of her.

- She doesn't know I took it.

But she doesn't use

the front room very often.

Ow!

Up! Up!

Lift it!

Two. Two.

Two! Two!

Two! Two! Two! Two!

Two!

- Where'd yeh get the gear?

- Don't ask.

F***in' rapid!

- Are yeh ready, Steven?

- Yeah, ready.

Two, two! One, two!

That's enough!

OK, Joey, we can't put this thing off

for ever. Let's get busy.

Mustang Sally, brothers and sisters. And

remember:
Rome wasn't built in a day.

- Dublin was.

- In an hour!

One, two, three, four!

One, two!

# Mustang Sally

# Guess you better slow

that Mustang down

# Mustang Sally now, baby

# Guess you better slow

that Mustang down

# Oooooh... ooh!

# Well, I guess you gotta put

your flat feet on the ground

# All you wanna do is ride around, Sally

# Ride, Sally, ri...

Hold it, hold it.

Hold it!

Now, sisters, that's where you

all come in. Ride around, Sally.

# Ride, Sally, ride

- Sorry.

- I'm scarlet!

Again.

# All you wanna do is ride around, Sally

# Ride, Sally, ride

# All you wanna do is ride around, Sally

# Roid, Sally, roid

Look, don't use your own accents.

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