The Making of Alan Parker's Film 'The Commitments' Page #7

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- # Dip me in the water

- # Dip me

# Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

# Dip me

# Dip me

- # Take me, take me to the river

- # I said dip me one more time, baby

- # You gotta dip me

- # Take me, take me to the river, yeah

# Dip me in the water, yeah...

# Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

- F***in' eejit!

- Sorry, Joey. I got a bit carried away.

And you, George Michael!

Call me a f***in' eejit again

and you'll get a drumstick up your hole!

The one you don't sing out of!

That'll be the day!

It's comin', so keep your Vaseline handy.

Keep cool, brothers.

We are the saviours of soul, remember?

Come on, let's go!

Thank you, thank you.

Thank you. Thank you.

What I'd like to do for my fans now

is a nice slow song.

Fans?

It goes a little bit like this.

F***er.

# At the dark end of the street

# That is where we always meet

# Hidin' in shadows

where we don't belong

# Livin' in darkness to hide our wrong

# You and me

# At the dark end of the street

# You and me

# I know time is gonna take its toll

# We have to pay for the love we stole

# It's a sin and we know it's wrong

# Ohh, but our love

keeps comin' on strong

# Steal away

# To the dark end of the street

# You and me

# They're gonna find us

# They're gonna find us

# They're gonna find us, love, someday

# You and me

# At the dark end of the street

# You and me

# And when the daylight hour rolls around

# And by chance we'll both go downtown

# If we should meet,

just walk, walk on by, yeah!

# Ohh, darlin', please don't you cry

# Tonight we'll meet

# Oh

# At the dark end

# Of the street

It sounds good now. Good brass section.

# I can give you what you want

but you gotta come back for more!

F*** off, piss brain!

Are we in with a chance

now you're single, Imelda?

- Derek's pantin' to make his move!

- Shut up, yeh gobshite!

Derek, I thought it was me yeh fancied.

- You were havin' it off with Dean!

- Must've been when I wasn't lookin'!

- We're all bustin' to ride 'Melda.

- I've no designs on Imelda.

No, cos you're skewerin' Bernie,

and she's only half your age.

- Is he doin' it to Bernie?

- Sex, sex, sex! It fucks up everythin'!

You told us soul was sex.

Look, let's keep relations

on a professional basis.

Professional?! We've never been paid!

I'm workin' on it! I'm f***in' workin' on it!

Why don't you learn

to keep your big mouth shut?

No f***in' pay! F***in' crazy!

# At the dark end of the street

# You and me

- Are you all right?

- Sure. They just get up me arse at times.

Want to share a taxi home?

- For f*** sake! How can yeh ask me that!

- If yeh weren't the manager, would yeh?

- Would I what?

- Take me home.

But I am the manager.

# You and me

# At the dark end of the street

# You and me

D'yeh not think it better to have

the Customs House in the background?

I'm not after a bleedin' postcard!

I'm after urban decay.

Where's Billy?

We're freezin' our tits off here.

- Are your nipples all hard?

- You make me want to vomit!

- Will this be in the papers?

- Could be.

# Fame! I wanna live till Tuesday!

- What's this? Bingo callers' convention?

- Get him, Mickah!

- You're not even changed, Billy.

- There's no point. I'm leavin' the band.

It's Deco. I hate him!

He's not worth hatin'. He's just

a big fat boy with bollix for brains.

It's no use, Jimmy. I'm goin' to have to

hit him. And I'm on probation!

- Probation? What for?

- For hittin' a prick just like him.

Where will I get a drummer

as good as you?

Ah, you'll find someone.

Ah, thanks a lot!

You can have the loan of me kit

until you do.

Anyone can play the drums, Billy.

So f*** off!

Ah, Jimmy...

And we'll get our own tour bus with

''The Commitments'' painted on the side.

And ''Billy Mooney's a F***in' Bollix''

on the back!

Mind me van, yeh f***er!

OK, everyone, a big serious face now.

That's it. Great. OK.

Big cheesy smile!

Everyone say ''testicles''.

Testicles!

Fair enough. Great stuff.

Bless me, Father, for I have sinned.

It's been a month since

my last confession.

I've been with this band, and there's

been a lot of cursing and blasphemy.

And I've been neglecting my exams.

And there's these three girls

with the band.

I've had lustful thoughts.

About all of them.

And when I studied I used to sing hymns.

Now I'm always humming ''When a Man

Loves a Woman'' by Marvin Gaye.

- Percy Sledge.

- Wha'?

It was Percy Sledge did that

particular song. I have the album.

Oh.

Saw the posters.

The band's playin' a few gigs?

A few, yeah.

So why haven't I been paid?

That was the deal.

I get you gear,

and you give me money.

I'll pay. It's just I've got

a few problems. Outgoings...

Yeah. Tell me about it.

And I'm breakin' in a new drummer.

I think I'm gettin' the hang o' this!

Yes!

Here yeh are.

About bleedin' time!

Jimmy, do we have to do this?

- We've no choice, Bernie.

- What did yeh get a gig so far away for?

- Cos they're payin' us money, that's why.

- But I could go to jail! Or lose me job!

We are bringin' soul

to the people, my angel.

No jury in the land would convict us.

- Are we goin' in or wha'?

- If we're caught here, we're f***ed.

It's all right! Don't be worryin'.

What's that? A Mister Chippy van?

- We can't travel in that sh*t heap.

- Buddy Holly's last words.

- ''We can't travel in that sh*t heap.''

- Did Buddy Holly say that?

Before he flew to meet his destiny

on that storm-tossed night.

Will crashin' in a chipper van

make us famous?

# Said to the man at the railroad station

# I want a ticket

# Just for one

# He said:
Well, if you insist

# Where you wanna go, miss?

# Oh-oh

# Destination anywhere

# East or west, I don't care

I have to fart.

- What?

- I have to fart!

Open a f***in' window!

Would yeh have any

rock salmon, please?

Sorry, mister! We only have soul!

# Said to the man at the railroad station

# I want a ticket

# Just for one

# Baby, here I am

# I'm a man on the scene

# I can give you what you want

# But you gotta come back with me

# I forgot some good old lovin'

# I got some in store

# When it comes to takin' it all

# You gotta come back for more

# Boys were comin' down by the dozen

# That ain't nothin' but drugstore lovin'

# Pretty little thing,

let me light your candle

# Cos, mama, I'm sure hard to handle now

# Yes, I am

# Action speaks louder than words

# And I'm a man with a great experience

# Oh, yeah?

# I know you got you another man

# But I can love you better than him

# Says who?

# Take my hand, don't be afraid

# I'm gonna prove every word I said

# No lie?

# I'm advertisin' love for free

# So won't you place your ad with me?

# Uh-uh

# Boys were comin' down by the dozen

# That ain't nothin' but drugstore lovin'

# Pretty little thing,

let me light your candle

# Cos, mama, I'm sure hard to handle now

# Yes, I am

I went through hell learnin' the sax. Now I

wanna get better. I wanna express meself.

That's commendable, Brother Dean.

But what you were playin' was not soul.

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