1. Good evening folks, hmm...
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2. Good evening you, slags.
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3. No, good evening folks.
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4. So, who is Robbie Williams?
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5. Well, I've been called
many things -
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6. narcissistic, punchable,
shit-eating twat,
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7. but while I'm all those things,
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8. I wanna show you
how I really see myself.
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9. So sit back, relax,
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10. while I give you a right
fucking entertaining.
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11. So, the story starts...
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12. 1982, Stoke-on-Trent.
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13. The arse-end of the
north of England.
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14. It may look grubby and
deprived, but deep down,
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15. it was grubby and deprived.
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16. I didn't have much,
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17. but at least I had the respect
and admiration of my peers.
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18. - Crystal.
- What!
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19. They just had
trouble showing it.
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20. - Robert.
- Yes! Come on!
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21. Oi! Right, knobhead!
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22. Pass the ball to Nate
and let him do the rest.
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23. Positions!
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24. Oi! The fuck you off to?
You're in goal.
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25. - But—
- Don't fuck it up.
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26. I'm like a chainmail condom,
nothing's getting through.
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27. Whoo! Let's go, slags!
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28. I had plenty of balls.
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29. But I couldn't stop
a single one.
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30. I wasn't ready.
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31. - Nice one, dickhead.
- Come on!
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32. Robert Williams,
captain of Port Vale.
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33. You really are fucking
useless, aren't ya?
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34. Little bitch!
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35. It's alright, Rob.
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36. Nate, just leave it.
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37. Yeah...
Yeah, jog on, you tit.
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38. Right, come on, let's go.
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39. You're a fucking nobody!
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40. See, where I grew up,
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41. you were meant to act small.
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42. But the thing is,
my DNA is cabaret.
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43. I came out of the womb
with jazz hands.
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44. Which was very painful
for my mum.
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45. Heading downstairs
for a bit.
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46. One of the barmen's
called in sick.
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47. Goodnight, sweetheart.
Straight to bed, yeah?
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48. - Don't let him ruin his dinner.
- Bye, love.
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49. How's about a warm
hand on my entrance?
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50. Thank you.
Thank you...
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51. My dad was well enamoured
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52. by the stars of the day -
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53. Dean Martin, Sammy Davis Jr
and of course, Sinatra.
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54. They were gods to him.
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55. Youth, you hear that?
That's pure love, that is.
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56. It don't come cheap, mind.
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57. You've got to risk it all -
whatever it takes.
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58. Because if you make it...
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59. it's paradise.
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60. Thing is, you can't learn it.
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61. You're either born with it...
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62. or you're a nobody.
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63. - Light 'em up!
- Light 'em up!
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64. Oh, fuck it!
Now, look what you've—
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65. Sorry.
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66. I had a full head
of steam then, and all.
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67. - I can fix it.
- Get out the way.
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68. - We can sing without it.
- It's not the same.
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69. - Or... or we could—
- Robert!
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70. I think it's time for a bath.
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71. But I want to keep going.
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72. Just go with your Nan, will ya!
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73. Come on, love. Come on.
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74. Stupid...
Come on, blue eyes...
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75. - Nan?
- Hm-mm.
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76. What is... 'it'?
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77. What do you mean?
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78. Dad said you have
to be born with 'it'...
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79. and maybe I wasn't.
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80. Believe me, whatever 'it' is,
you got more than your share.
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81. You're just saying that.
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82. I'm bloody well not.
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83. I wouldn't change
a hair on your head.
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84. What is it, love?
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85. I don't want to be a nobody.
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86. Oh, love, there's no
such thing as a nobody.
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87. Remember...
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88. This might feel good.
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89. But this...
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90. this is what matters.
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91. You're enough.
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92. I was nine years old
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93. when I got my first real taste
of the limelight.
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94. And I still remember
that taste -
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95. pure, unadulterated terror.
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96. Have you seen
the fit one with the big bulge?
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97. After the show,
I'm going to touch him
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98. where his bathing suit goes.
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99. I'm going to fuck it up,
I know it.
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100. So what?
No one will notice.
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101. My dad will.
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102. Just go out there, sing your
fucking song and walk off.
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103. That's not enough!
He'll see right through me.
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104. What am I going to do?
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105. I don't know. I'm just
doing this for the sausage.
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106. In the next three seconds
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107. I'm going to be found out.
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108. They'll see that I'm ugly,
I'm stupid, I'm untalented.
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109. I'm not good at anything.
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110. But there is
one skill I'd practised
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111. more than any other
child in the world.
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112. Light 'em up.
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113. And that's for showing off.
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114. How's about a warm
hand on my entrance?
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115. You see,
I thought to become famous
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116. you had to be really,
really good.
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117. Turns out you just have to
show off and be a bit cheeky.
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118. Put your hands together
for our next contestant -
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119. Peter Williams.
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120. Thank you very much.
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121. You know the difference between
an 'oooh' and an 'aaaah'?
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122. Well, it's about three inches.
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123. I usually go over
people's heads.
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124. Oh, ho, oh!
Eyes off my bum.
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125. Ha!
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126. Whoa!
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127. You're useless!
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128. You're a disgrace!
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129. You're a fucking nobody!
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130. Look at you...
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131. I fucking hate you.
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132. My dad won
five quid that night.
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133. Oh, you're kidding me!
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134. Although it might
as well have been five million.
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135. Thank you very much.
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136. You have been wonderful
and I've been Peter Will—
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137. Conway. I'm Peter Conway!
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138. Not only did
he change his name -
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139. he changed his life.
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140. One day he went to watch
the FA Cup Final.
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141. Unfortunately,
he didn't come back.
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142. The audience beckoned
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143. and he left us to be
one step closer to his gods.
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144. Don't worry, Mum.
We'll be alright.
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145. Light 'em up.
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146. Next!
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147. Take a pamphlet, sign the form,
shut the door on your way out.
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148. No, you're alright.
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149. I know what I'm going to be.
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150. Oh I, what's that then?
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151. Famous! I'm going
to sing and dance.
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152. I'm writing lyrics and all.
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153. I've seen your grades, lad.
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154. You couldn't rub
two words together.
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155. "The world is mine to claim
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156. "all I need is a fuck load
of fame. Ooh, ooh, yeah."
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157. Listen, don't embarrass
yourself, yeah?
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158. This is not for you.
Keep your feet on the ground.
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159. You might want to
frame that.
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160. - Tosser!
- Next!
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161. Oh do it, Nate!
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162. Fuck me! You'd make
a fucking awful stripper.
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163. - You know that.
- Fuck off.
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164. Oh, that's
my backup plan.
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165. Hey, you should
come work with me.
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166. Flint's always
looking for people.
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167. Isn't he that
flashy cunt in the coupe?
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168. Yeah, but he's proper.
Double glazing.
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169. Easy job, easy money.
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170. How'd you meet him?
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171. - I shagged his mum.
- Fucking hell!
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172. Ah it's alright, he knows.
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173. His dad wouldn't be
best pleased though.
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174. Fucking have that!
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175. So have you told him
about the trials?
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176. - Nah.
- Well, you better.
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177. That scout was
fucking excited.
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178. I thought he was going to blow
you right there on the pitch.
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179. Fuck off!
I'm not going to the trials.
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180. - I'm not going to the trials.
- Rubbish.
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181. - I'm not.
- What?
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182. Think of the money.
The supermodels.
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183. The fans screaming for ya.
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184. Yeah, I don't need
all that fancy shit.
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185. - Fucking hell, Nate!
- Alright, calm down.
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186. You've got a ticket to heaven
and you're going to stay here?
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187. Oh yeah, it's like you with
your singing, isn't it?
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188. I just do it 'cause I love it.
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189. Who gives a fuck
if you love it?
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190. What matters is that other
people love you doing it.
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191. You'll have to
get yourself to school.
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192. I can't face it.
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193. I've got a bastard
of a headache.
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194. And an exam, which you
better have studied for.
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195. Why do you think
my head's pounding?
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196. You'll have more than a
pounding head if you haven't.
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197. Oh, I love it when
she talks dirty.
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198. You're going.
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199. I'd take you, but I've got
a million deliveries.
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200. God knows I've already had
one man lounging about...
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201. A music
manager in Manchester
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for young men
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in singing and dancing.
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204. - Don't you bloody shush me.
- Mum! Shush...
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Nigel Martin Smith
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207. I didn't think you're
interested in boy bands.
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208. Mum, quick. Quick.
Quick! Write it down.
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209. Head to Vanity Model
Agency this Saturday.
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210. - Doors open at 9 AM...
- This is it!
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211. This is it!
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212. I'm going to be fucking famous!
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213. Shut up, you tit!
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214. Oh fuck off, Glen!
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tizzer go foo, he does.
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217. Light 'em up.
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218. I'm Robert.
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was, for legal reasons,
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221. Well, go on then.
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223. He's bored of you.
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224. Look at you.
You've got no talent.
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228. Yeah.
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229. Tell you what,
I'll do Milli Vanilli's—
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that you found your man
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233. and they can all fuck off
home then, yeah?
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234. No, don't you get up.
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236. And if I hadn't
winked in that moment,
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would've happened.
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talking to you.
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you slags.
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talent if it jumped up
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a few hours, love.
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going to die alone and fat
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of his shitpit in Stoke.
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Hello?
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is so low now.
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wrong number.
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260. - How are you, Dad?
- Never better. Never better.
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but I was thinking -
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263. - Really?
- Yeah, why not?
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are coming up.
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I mean, yeah, definitely.
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Alright, I better go.
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268. A full house waits for
no man and all that!
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269. - It'll be good to see ya, lad.
- Light 'em up, Dad—
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272. - Oh, love.
- Bloody hell, Nan.
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having a good time?
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You having a good time?
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at a talent competition.
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He gave me a five.
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279. Oh, it was sadder than that.
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281. So please put
your hands together
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285. I give him a ten out of ten -
Mr. Terry Swinton.
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them up for ya.
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stage left table for a bit,
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290. I'm glad you reached out.
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291. It was a shock, but you know,
in a good way.
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about time, youth.
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293. Hey, I forgot to tell you,
I'm joining this pop band.
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294. Really? When do you start?
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295. Well, I'm not
definitely in yet, but...
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296. Oh...
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297. Well no, it's just that I
haven't heard back from—
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298. - Watch it!
- Oh, sorry.
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299. Terry's the bollocks,
isn't he?
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300. Yeah.
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301. Actually, you might want
to keep that bed out for me.
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complete fucking balls up.
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303. Mum's going to put me on the
first bus back when I tell her.
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you're learning from the best.
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stars of yesteryear,
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to become famous.
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312. But I had a more
immediate problem.
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I failed my exams?
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315. Fucked up the rest of my life.
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316. - Did you have a good time?
- Yeah. Smashing.
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- Great.
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to tell you.
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- You're in that band.
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You're in that band.
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328. - Shut up, you tit!
- Oh fuck off, Glen!
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332. He was fucking terrifying,
like Willy Wonka.
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334. I was 15, I was going to have
four older brothers,
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to take over the world.
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337. If you got a dent on your car,
Howard would pound it out.
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338. Jason Orange was
a featured dancer
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TV music show
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in those trainers?
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An actual genius.
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the working men's clubs
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money than his teachers.
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Gary sang like an angel,
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Hit! Hit!
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Come on!
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two things that day -
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is better than nothing,
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360. and...
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Stoke sees me,
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365. - Thank you.
- No coriander?
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took us out for dinner
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this on your account."
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He recouped it all.
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369. Look around the table, go on.
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to hate each other.
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371. But, we'll be fucking rich.
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we take it on the road.
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375. Well, that will come,
we'll get your demo sent out,
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bidding war begin.
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your backstories.
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breakdancing group together.
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380. Gary and Howard, you were in a
band called, 'The Cutest Rush'.
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and you're not now.
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wasn't I?
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I'm a songwriter?
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for two minutes
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a fucking submarine, am I?
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Robert anymore - it's Robbie.
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the name Robbie
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thing Nigel did for me.
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Something I could hide behind.
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I've got a good one...
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and it's brilliant.
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403. Take That!
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Nigel's plan was for us to be
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remember what you rehearsed.
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407. - Robbie, you alright?
- Don't be nervous.
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- Light 'em up.
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Hurry up.
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people have rumoured
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all my gay friends
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and said I was crap.
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said I slept with them.
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'crap' I'm worried about.
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I discovered a wonderland.
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non-judgmental.
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first eighteen months
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after gay club.
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426. Until out of nowhere, Nigel
booked us a club full of girls.
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I'm warning you!
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- Settle down.
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- Good news?
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from a few record labels...
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- In London.
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441. Yeah, you deserve it.
You've all done really well.
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443. And we all know who
that is, don't we?
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a local reporter.
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I'm the sexy, talented one."
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447. I didn't know she was
a reporter, Nige—
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started to like you
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ended that, haven't ya?
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a sense of humour, Nige.
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go to Stoke-on-Trent,
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454. get another scally with ratty
hair and call him Robbie?
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455. Right, the club wants us
to do a meet-and-greet.
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lots of girls in here
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bringing them up here
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- Let's get this done.
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many rules for Take That,
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we always appeared attainable.
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do a Safer Sex tour
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Planning Association.
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473. So remember. Don't be a fool,
cover his tool.
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I took it all to heart.
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you move, Gary.
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play Gary for the moment.
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my hands again.
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478. - Oh, my God!
- Yeah?
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479. Oh, my God, Hurry up,
hurry up! Quick!
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480. - Oh, that's it.
- Gary, I already stopped.
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the one time in Nigel's life,
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wanker in the room.
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483. Right.
Straight up -
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484. there's no appetite,
want or need for boybands.
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485. They died a death.
It's all grunge now.
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486. - Did you hear our demo?
- Yes.
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487. These boys are going to
take this country by storm.
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488. And if you don't sign
them right now,
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489. I'll take them to another label
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490. and you'll be the twat that let
the biggest band in history
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fucking fingers.
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492. You won't do any of that,
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493. because everyone
else said, "No".
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495. because my daughter
saw you boys live,
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are amazing in the flesh.
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498. So...
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you're right about these boys.
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500. Now, which one of you is Gary?
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off the fence,
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something about this.
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511. I went down the post office
the other day
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a posh slag.
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my deliveries anymore.
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the business, Robert.
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lead vocals for our new song?
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this shit hole
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just like Gary.
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520. And why would I want a
bigger house to hide in?
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If they'll let me.
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them for another ten years.
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528. Fat little Robert isn't going
to sell any albums, is he?
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529. I'm just giving the people
what they want.
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530. I go onstage
and act like a gladiator
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531. and pretend that the whole
world is lucky to see me.
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532. And they all act accordingly.
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533. They don't see what I see.
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534. Then stop!
Copy !req
535. See, that's the
craziest thing to me.
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536. I can't.
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537. We love you, Robbie!
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538. Now, fuck off!
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539. I'm here at Take That HQ
with the man responsible
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540. for the band's success,
Nigel Martin Smith.
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541. It's quite a display.
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542. It is, yeah, yeah.
We got Take That dolls,
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543. Take That calendars.
Copy !req
544. Take That pillows, so you
can sleep with Take That.
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545. Just kidding.
Probably cut that bit out.
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546. For our ethnic fans we have
Take That Babushka Dolls.
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who's inside Jason.
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548. Jason's inside Howard and
they all fit snugly in Gary.
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549. Hmm, that's quite cute.
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550. Lyrics?
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551. Just some ideas.
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552. Well, come on then.
Give us a look.
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553. Will I get a credit?
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554. I don't know.
Are they any good?
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556. Whatever.
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557. At least pretend
to give a toss.
Copy !req
558. - What, about all this?
- Yeah.
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559. Are you kidding?
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560. Do you have any idea how
naff people think we are?
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561. Oh fuck off, Robbie,
they bloody love us.
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562. Do you think Oasis
does this shit?
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563. We need to branch out.
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564. Write something that's not
so fucking cringeworthy.
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565. And this coming from you.
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566. The one who only shines
when the light's on him.
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567. - Alright, Gaz.
- No, no, let him speak.
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568. You think you can just turn up,
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worthless shit
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570. and get your name next to mine
in the song credits?
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571. You add nothing to this.
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572. Any of it.
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573. Ah, just ah, hold it there
for a second, thanks Robbie.
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574. That was better, yeah?
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575. Ah, you're still a little
behind, I'm afraid.
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576. Oof, I've always liked
a little behind.
Copy !req
577. Um, what we might do, Robbie
is um, if we record it -
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578. we can just record it
line by line, yeah?
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579. And we can just
stitch it together later—
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580. Nah, I can do it all at once.
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581. Yeah, let's just, um,
let's just go again.
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582. Yeah, let's go. I got it.
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583. Sure thing then.
Here we go.
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584. You're worthless.
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585. You can't do what Gary does.
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586. They're all laughing at ya.
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587. Ah, that's great.
Thanks, Robbie.
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588. Just give us
one wee sec, yeah?
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589. Fuck me.
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590. I think we might
have it there, mate.
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591. Thank you.
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592. Okay, great.
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593. Yeah, cheers Robbie.
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594. Give it a sec, Gary,
before you head in there.
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595. - Oh, my God.
- You did your best.
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596. Yeah, you know, and
now I feel like the bad guy.
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597. Gary Barlow,
ladies and gentlemen!
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598. It's already good.
Fucking hell, the difference!
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599. It's like night and day,
isn't it?
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600. Yeah, thank you.
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601. Oh, this is a hit.
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602. I didn't know it
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603. but I was suffering
from depression.
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604. I hate that phrase -
'suffering from depression.'
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605. It sounds so Scarlett O'Hara -
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606. "I do declare Mr. Butler,
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607. "I have been suffering
with a bout of depression."
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608. 'Clinically depressed'
is better.
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609. Way more lab coaty.
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610. - Dad!
- Here he is! Here he is!
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612. Oh, my God!
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613. I told you, didn't I?
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614. You owe me a pint, love.
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615. - Can I get a photo?
- Of course you can.
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617. Okay, here we go.
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618. - Say 'fuzzy pickle'.
- Fuzzy pickle.
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- Lovely...
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621. Did you want one
with me in it?
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622. Great idea, yeah!
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623. Yeah, course you do.
Come on.
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624. Look at that, hey?
Peas in a pod.
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625. Can I lose you... use you...
can I use your loo?
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626. Yeah.
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627. It's a number two.
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628. Be my guest.
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629. - Oh, my God!
- Yeah... whoa...
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630. She seems nice.
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631. Oh yeah, terrific. Terrific!
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632. You know they've cordoned off
the whole street, don't ya?
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633. There's girls everywhere,
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634. and they're not
playing nice either.
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635. It's like a bloodsport
out there.
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636. I told the security lads
you were my son.
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637. I nearly got torn apart.
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638. You in town for long?
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639. No, no, just passing through.
Back home tonight.
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640. After I collect my pint.
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641. I wish I'd known
you were coming.
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642. What's this?
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643. - Nothing.
- Prozac?
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644. What've you got
to mope about?
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645. You boys are flying.
Bloody Brits nomination...
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646. I've been telling
everyone about that.
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647. I know. It's just...
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648. It's all a bit overwhelming,
Dad.
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649. It's like I can't keep track
of who I am anymore.
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650. Well, go and ask
that lot out there.
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651. They know exactly
who you are.
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652. The other lads you'd
be hard pressed
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a police line up.
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654. Well, not Gary obviously,
'cause he's the creative one,
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655. but you, you're living
the dream, youth.
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656. We love you, Robbie.
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657. How can you not
know who you are,
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658. when there are thousands
of people screaming your name?
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659. Jesus! Rob!
Copy !req
660. - What did he take?
- Could be anything.
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661. Hold the show
until I say.
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662. You were an afterthought.
Couldn't sing, couldn't dance.
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663. Looks... five at best.
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664. Everything you have,
everything, I've given you.
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665. And you don't
deserve any of it.
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666. Oh, fucking hell!
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667. Are you fucking retarded!
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668. I fucking told them...
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669. Alright! Get in position.
Copy !req
670. - I said, get in position, now!
- Get up, get up!
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671. Wake up, you fucking baby!
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672. Right, follow my lead!
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673. All of this
because of a fucking wink.
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674. Whoa!
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675. Passed out!
That's a new low.
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676. It was a dodgy curry.
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677. Your job is simple -
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and toe the line.
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679. You'd like that, wouldn't ya?
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680. Know your place.
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681. You're making us look
like fucking idiots.
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682. Oh, fuck!
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683. Because
he writes all the songs,
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684. Gary makes all the money.
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in the north of England
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687. Fuck me!
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688. And a butler.
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689. While I'm still
living at Mum's.
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waiting for me in the garden.
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692. And it's to talk
about the problem
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693. - and I am the problem.
- Whoa!
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695. Well, we've all been
having a think, and um...
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the next tour as a, ah...
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if we can do it.
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699. Yeah...
To see if we can do it.
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you could focus on
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you've been working on or um...
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702. To be honest, Rob,
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703. we've been doing it as
a four-piece for a while.
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706. Ah... Yeah...
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707. Weeee...
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708. Can I take this?
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709. Yeah, Rob.
If you want.
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710. This is it!
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711. This... is... the end!
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712. Fuck!
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713. Fuck!
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714. Fans are still reeling
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715. from the announcement
on Monday
Copy !req
716. that Robbie Williams
has split from Take That.
Copy !req
717. Help Line switch boards, set up
after reports of suicides,
Copy !req
718. have been flooded by
tearful Take That fans...
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719. But he had
built up a reputation
Copy !req
720. as a party animal...
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722. We need you, Robbie!
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723. Don't go!
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member of Take That
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725. is now the fucked-up
messy one
Copy !req
726. who's gone and
broken up the band.
Copy !req
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hate me for it.
Copy !req
728. But really, they're only saying
what I think about myself.
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729. I've a raging cocaine habit,
Copy !req
730. I'm a full-blown alcoholic
and I'm twenty-one.
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731. I think I was always going to
be an alcoholic or an addict,
Copy !req
732. I just had the money and the
means to get there quicker.
Copy !req
733. But I'm also
incredibly competitive.
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734. I mean, I've no idea
Copy !req
735. how I'm going to
pull off a solo career.
Copy !req
736. But there's an
energy to revenge,
Copy !req
737. and it's very, very seductive.
Copy !req
738. eight, seven, six, five...
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740. It's going to happen.
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741. No ifs, no buts. No left,
no right. Just straight ahead.
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742. I'm going to be
fucking massive.
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743. A massive what?
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744. Fuck! You scared
the shit out of me.
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745. You said you
wanted to be massive?
Copy !req
746. Ah, well I was just um...
Copy !req
747. wishing for a little
extra girth.
Copy !req
748. - What is it you do?
- Oh, yeah...
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749. Oh sorry,
should I already know that?
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750. No, no, no, no, no.
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751. No, I'm... I'm a singer
and songwriter.
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752. Really?
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753. Yeah, just starting out
on my own.
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754. I was in Take That and—
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755. The boyband?
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756. Oh, don't mind me.
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757. Sorry.
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758. No, you're alright.
I mean, it is why I left.
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in the background
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760. like a camp sadomasochist...
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761. I mean, if I'm going
to look like a tosser,
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down stage centre.
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763. So it's all about
the spotlight?
Copy !req
764. Wow, not even
any lube - just full fist.
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765. I'm just saying -
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on your own,
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767. you might as well
be honest about why.
Copy !req
768. - Shit, are you a journalist?
- Fuck, no.
Copy !req
769. I'm just curious.
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770. I'm not sure
you'd understand.
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771. Try me.
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772. You know, I was given
the golden ticket
Copy !req
773. but it felt like I was
bound and gagged
Copy !req
774. for the last five years.
Copy !req
775. And not in a hot way, either.
Copy !req
776. In like a battery to the
scrotum sort of way.
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777. I don't know, sexy,
mysterious, masked lady...
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778. I guess I've just
reached a point
Copy !req
779. where I want to prove I
can make it on my own.
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780. Prove to who?
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781. Everyone.
Copy !req
782. See! I told you
you wouldn't understand.
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783. Oh, fuck me!
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784. Nicole Appleton.
Copy !req
785. She and her sister were members
of the girl band, All Saints.
Copy !req
786. Their manager was a cunt, too.
Copy !req
787. She was absolutely lovely -
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788. with the single worst
taste in men.
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789. Yeah, you alright?
Copy !req
790. Fame is so
fucking weird, isn't it?
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791. It's like that uneasy
feeling you get
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the cake out
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sings Happy Birthday to you
Copy !req
794. and you can't wait until Happy
Birthday stops being sung.
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795. I mean, people are
doing a really nice thing,
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to stop so you can—
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798. Yeah.
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799. Well, now you've got
your gag off,
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801. - I've got some lyrics.
- Oh...
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different takes
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Copy !req
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806. At the moment I'd just
like to write one good song.
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807. - You're overthinking it.
- Hmm...
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808. Just write about
whatever's in front of you.
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809. Look...
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810. Yes! It's a hit!
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811. See, you're going to be
massive in no time.
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812. It's not
a competition, girls.
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813. It's just hard work.
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814. Here you are.
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815. This place is posh as fuck.
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816. You know, I've just seen
fucking Bono in the toilet.
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817. Had a look...
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818. tiny.
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819. You've
missed me, haven't you?
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820. Ah, of course you have.
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821. Hm, hey, so...
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822. You know my
girlfriend, Kayleigh?
Copy !req
823. Kayleigh.
Copy !req
824. - The one with the club foot?
- No, she ain't got a club foot.
Copy !req
825. - Well...
- Her pelvis is out.
Copy !req
826. Anyway, she's up the duff.
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827. I'm going to be a dad.
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828. That's amazing.
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829. I'm just surprised the
little thing still works.
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830. Fuck off!
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831. Shut up! Shut up!
Here it is.
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832. The wait is over!
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833. Coming in at number one,
it's new, it's brilliant,
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834. it's "Never Ever"
by All Saints.
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835. Whoa!
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836. Come on!
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837. - I can't believe it!
- Well done, babe.
Copy !req
838. - You deserve it.
- It'll be your turn next.
Copy !req
839. Nicole, give us
a few words!
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840. Okay. Ahh, I just...
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841. I can't believe we did it.
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842. Number fucking one!
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843. To everyone who has supported
us through the years,
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844. you're family,
and we love you.
Copy !req
845. And to my...
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846. Ah, to my best friends...
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847. Having a number one is amazing
Copy !req
848. and getting to celebrate it
together is the best.
Copy !req
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was the lead singer of Oasis,
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850. the biggest band on the planet.
Copy !req
851. I'm in love with their songs.
I'm in love with the lyrics.
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provocative they are.
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853. I'm just totally
in love with them,
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854. and I want to be them.
Copy !req
855. Fame is a
powerful aphrodisiac.
Copy !req
856. It means even ugly people
can get laid.
Copy !req
857. Mind you,
guitars do that, too.
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858. What's all that about, then?
Copy !req
859. They got a number one.
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860. Is that all?
Fucking hell.
Copy !req
861. If I orgasmed every time
I had a number one
Copy !req
862. I'd be fucking dry.
Copy !req
863. Yeah...
Copy !req
864. - You listen to this cunt?
- Yeah!
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865. Like he fucking knows what
we're fucking talking about.
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866. You want a number one,
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867. you should've stayed
Gary's back-up dancer.
Copy !req
868. Guess who's had
the largest ever demand
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869. for concert tickets
in British history?
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870. Me.
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871. And the band—
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872. Knebworth, right?
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873. 125,000 fucking
screaming cunts.
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874. That's insane.
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875. It's how you know you've
made it, fucking knobhead.
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876. Me and Liam
wouldn't always be so cuddly.
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877. Would anybody like
to see me fight Liam?
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878. Liam, a hundred
grand of your money -
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879. a hundred grand of my money.
Copy !req
880. We'll get in the ring
and we'll have a fight
Copy !req
881. and you can all
watch it on TV.
Copy !req
882. What do you
think about that?
Copy !req
883. Now are you going to do it or
are you going to pussy out?
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884. You fucking wimp!
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885. Thankfully,
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886. he wasn't in the country
at the time.
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887. Knebworth...
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888. Come on, let's go.
This is shit.
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889. - Nice chatting to you, Noel.
- Fuck off, cunt.
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890. Hey twinkletoes,
you coming or what?
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891. Yeah...
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892. Come on.
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893. Good evening, Knebworth.
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894. You all look gorgeous tonight.
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895. Here's one from my new album.
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896. Thank you very much.
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897. Hiya.
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898. Fuck me, aren't you
Miss Number One
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899. of the United Kingdom
of Britain?
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900. Maybe.
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901. And where did you end up?
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902. I got kidnapped by
Liam Gallagher.
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903. Oh...
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904. And you looked like you were
having a good enough time.
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905. Anyway, I was just trying
to make sense of it.
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906. Of what?
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907. Never Ever.
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908. You don't... What,
you don't like our song?
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909. It's fine. I mean, I'm not
sure it's a number one but...
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910. Well, people seem to like it.
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911. It would be nice if my fiancé—
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912. Screaming, jumping around,
making fucking speeches...
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913. And all that
bullshit about family.
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914. It's not bullshit.
It's everything to me.
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915. Right.
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916. So did you tell them that
you gave up our family
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917. to get that number one, then?
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918. Nah...
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919. I bet you left that bit out of
your little speech, didn't you?
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920. You're so fucking ugly
when you're wasted.
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921. Well, I'll be sober tomorrow.
Copy !req
922. Oh, and won't that be nice!
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923. I can't believe I had to tell
everyone that you left tonight
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924. because something
important came up.
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925. It did.
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926. Getting fucked up
with your mates?
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927. At least they know how
to write a proper number one.
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928. Which is more than you can.
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929. Scribbling lyrics
in your little notebook,
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930. but you're too scared
to show them to anyone.
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931. A number one and she's
giving out the advice.
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932. I didn't ask you to lie to your
friends, because guess what,
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933. I don't give a fuck
what they think.
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934. You give a fuck what
everyone thinks, Rob.
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935. That's all you give
a fuck about.
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936. We need crisps.
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937. We're alright, Nan.
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938. Well, I don't want you
wasting away on me.
Copy !req
939. They don't have washing
machines in London?
Copy !req
940. Yeah, but you
do it with love.
Copy !req
941. Oh, you bugger.
Copy !req
942. You should come home
more often, you know.
Copy !req
943. She's slowing down.
Copy !req
944. Rubbish.
Nan'll outlive all of us.
Copy !req
945. Anyway, I'm about
to be very busy.
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946. I rang around
Copy !req
947. and I've got a meeting with a
producer called Guy Chambers.
Copy !req
948. Nicole's got a number one.
Copy !req
949. Fucking Gary's
got number ones,
Copy !req
950. and here I am turning
into a farmyard animal.
Copy !req
951. I wouldn't change
a hair on your head.
Copy !req
952. Bless you, Nan.
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953. Now, I spoke to your dad.
Copy !req
954. Oh, that makes one of us.
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955. It's been radio silence
since I left the band.
Copy !req
956. He's agreed to see you again.
Copy !req
957. Agreed? What do you mean?
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958. Well, to have your visit,
on your school holidays.
Copy !req
959. He called me, remember?
Copy !req
960. He said it'd been too long.
Copy !req
961. He invited me.
Copy !req
962. Yes, that's right.
I told him to.
Copy !req
963. You see...
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964. - Oh, Jesus...
- Oh, Betty.
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965. No, no, no, no...
Copy !req
966. I'm so sorry...
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967. No...
Copy !req
968. It's alright...
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969. Hey Nan, it's alright.
Copy !req
970. Come on. Don't cry.
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971. It's alright...
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972. Shhh, Betty...
Copy !req
973. It's alright, duck.
Copy !req
974. I'm sorry.
Copy !req
975. Okay, okay!
Hang on, hang on.
Copy !req
976. Listen, I appreciate
you coming over,
Copy !req
977. but this isn't going to work.
Copy !req
978. Guy Chambers.
Copy !req
979. Guy likes it when I talk about
the holidays we shared,
Copy !req
980. and I like it when he agrees
to let me sing our songs.
Copy !req
981. You don't mind, do you?
Copy !req
982. So our lawyers
had a chat...
Copy !req
983. And here we are
on a beach.
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984. Um, lower...
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985. You've only heard
half of them.
Copy !req
986. And they're all the same.
Copy !req
987. I can't even tell when one ends
and the next one begins.
Copy !req
988. It's like you've written lyrics
Copy !req
989. you think other people
want to hear.
Copy !req
990. I don't know...
Copy !req
991. That might be okay
in a boyband...
Copy !req
992. So you want me to get
naked on the first date?
Copy !req
993. It's the only way this works.
Copy !req
994. Songs are only valuable
if they cost you something.
Copy !req
995. Luckily, I'm always
naked on the first date.
Copy !req
996. If you're going to laugh,
do it on the inside, yeah?
Copy !req
997. I dent easily.
Copy !req
998. Can you give me a C?
Copy !req
999. Fuck me.
Copy !req
1000. Better make it a B flat.
Copy !req
1001. Ah, this is the chorus.
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1002. And the second verse.
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1003. No, no! Hang on, hang on.
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1004. We have to double
the chorus or it'll sound crap.
Copy !req
1005. What was that list? Lost...
Copy !req
1006. Right, well, that's the hook.
That's the gold.
Copy !req
1007. The 'something beautiful' bit
is cream on top.
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1008. You've got...
Copy !req
1009. And then you repeat.
You understand?
Copy !req
1010. - Yeah.
- Right.
Copy !req
1011. Well, pick it up
from the chorus,
Copy !req
1012. and give it some welly.
Copy !req
1013. Even if it's shit,
you got to make it your shit.
Copy !req
1014. Two, three...
Copy !req
1015. There you go!
Copy !req
1016. One more time.
Copy !req
1017. You're not as crap
as I thought.
Copy !req
1018. Thanks.
Copy !req
1019. We need to clean it up
a bit but it's a start.
Copy !req
1020. Now, what else have
you got in there?
Copy !req
1021. And coming up we have a
surprise guest in the studio.
Copy !req
1022. It's none other than
ex-Take That bad boy,
Copy !req
1023. Robbie Williams!
Copy !req
1024. Chris Briggs -
manager to the stars.
Copy !req
1025. Amazingly, he saw
something in me...
Copy !req
1026. I mean, besides monstrous
amounts of drugs and booze.
Copy !req
1027. It'll be nice
and intimate.
Copy !req
1028. Fifty people or so -
contest winners,
Copy !req
1029. so they'll be super excited.
Copy !req
1030. And just remember
it's going out live,
Copy !req
1031. so mind your
'shits' and 'fucks'.
Copy !req
1032. You should start with a cover,
something people recognise.
Copy !req
1033. We want them to
recognise our songs.
Copy !req
1034. And they will, but you
have to woo them first.
Copy !req
1035. You got to get me
to Knebworth.
Copy !req
1036. How about you
get through this one
Copy !req
1037. without giving yourself
a heart attack?
Copy !req
1038. Just get me there, alright?
Copy !req
1039. Baby steps, mate.
Copy !req
1040. Look, I know this isn't
much of a gig, but—
Copy !req
1041. Oh, I don't know...
Blackpool, Knebworth... Hi!
Copy !req
1042. Plus, we need the air time.
What've you got to lose?
Copy !req
1043. I would've said my dignity
Copy !req
1044. but Take That
already stole it, so...
Copy !req
1045. I mean it, Briggsy,
I have got to play Knebworth.
Copy !req
1046. Whatever it takes.
Copy !req
1047. It'll take everything.
Copy !req
1048. Sure you're ready for that?
Copy !req
1049. Then make every
performance count.
Copy !req
1050. Light 'em up.
Copy !req
1051. One, two, three, four...
Copy !req
1052. You're going to die!
Copy !req
1053. You've left
the safety of the band
Copy !req
1054. and now you're going
out on your own.
Copy !req
1055. How does that feel?
Copy !req
1056. I couldn't be happier.
Copy !req
1057. I'm finally free, you know, and
this is only the beginning...
Copy !req
1058. Come on!
Copy !req
1059. Well, the
first punches have been thrown
Copy !req
1060. and it's Gary Barlow
at number one,
Copy !req
1061. while Robbie's first album,
"Life Thru A Lens"
Copy !req
1062. has debuted at
number eleven.
Copy !req
1063. Robbie's fate now rests
Copy !req
1064. on a national charm
offensive tour...
Copy !req
1065. Lock up your daughters,
Copy !req
1066. lock up your sons.
Copy !req
1067. It's Robbie Williams!
Copy !req
1068. You know what
I need you to do!
Copy !req
1069. One, two, three, four...
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1070. I'm going to rip
your fucking eyes out!
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1071. With his new
album rocketing up the charts -
Copy !req
1072. ladies and gentlemen,
Robbie Williams!
Copy !req
1073. Please
welcome, Robbie Williams.
Copy !req
1074. Robbie Williams,
ladies and gentlemen...
Copy !req
1075. He's an
international rock star...
Copy !req
1076. I wanna sing,
godamnit! And I wanna dance.
Copy !req
1077. Being a pop star means
Copy !req
1078. you can live all
your fantasies.
Copy !req
1079. I think it's what's known as
the 'lucky bastard'.
Copy !req
1080. Well, you know, being in
a relationship means
Copy !req
1081. I've put away me
shagging boots,
Copy !req
1082. but I know where the closet is.
Copy !req
1083. You know the great thing is
Copy !req
1084. I've actually arrive now,
because back at home
Copy !req
1085. I've been voted the
'Rear of the Year'.
Copy !req
1086. Is that
right! You gonna show us?
Copy !req
1087. So it's fair to
say you're box office, right?
Copy !req
1088. I've got me platinum disc
Copy !req
1089. and then I'm getting a
double platinum disc now.
Copy !req
1090. It means I'm very famous.
Copy !req
1091. We are coming for you!
Copy !req
1092. You haven't got 'it',
you've got nothing!
Copy !req
1093. You are fucking dead!
Copy !req
1094. Light 'em up!
Copy !req
1095. Fuck off, the lot of ya!
Copy !req
1096. And the
winner is... Robbie Williams.
Copy !req
1097. - ... Robbie Williams!
- ... it's Robbie Williams!
Copy !req
1098. and
the winner is Robbie Williams!
Copy !req
1099. - Robbie Williams...
- Robbie Williams!
Copy !req
1100. A perfect end
to a great night
Copy !req
1101. for Robbie Williams.
Copy !req
1102. I'm sure you all
recognise this young man,
Copy !req
1103. but did you know he
had a famous father—
Copy !req
1104. No!
Copy !req
1105. If any of you lovely
ladies want to come up
Copy !req
1106. and sit on Santa's knee,
Copy !req
1107. I'll see what I've got
in my sack for you.
Copy !req
1108. Rob!
Copy !req
1109. Brrrr...
Copy !req
1110. Light 'em up.
Copy !req
1111. Whoa!
Copy !req
1112. We're
going to peel your skin off.
Copy !req
1113. Slit your throat.
Copy !req
1114. We are going to
fucking murder you!
Copy !req
1115. Where are you going to run?
Copy !req
1116. Where are you going
to fucking hide?
Copy !req
1117. You useless little prick!
Copy !req
1118. You're going to die alone,
you cunt!
Copy !req
1119. You're fucking replaceable!
Copy !req
1120. You can't escape this!
Copy !req
1121. Fan-bloody-tastic!
Copy !req
1122. Listen to that.
It's deafening.
Copy !req
1123. Oh thank you.
I'm the dad.
Copy !req
1124. Taught him
everything he knows.
Copy !req
1125. Peter Conway.
Copy !req
1126. You know what Chris,
entrances and exits.
Copy !req
1127. No one cares about
that stuff anymore.
Copy !req
1128. But tonight, you outshone
Tom Jones, lad!
Copy !req
1129. Oh, look at him.
Just another day at the office.
Copy !req
1130. Well, this is going
to knock your socks off.
Copy !req
1131. Rob! Rob!
Copy !req
1132. Guess who's playing
Knebworth next summer?
Copy !req
1133. Knebworth!
Copy !req
1134. Wait till I tell the lads!
Copy !req
1135. Hey, have you thought
about a support act?
Copy !req
1136. Now, I could do you
a couple of numbers.
Copy !req
1137. Four at most.
Copy !req
1138. It's incredible.
Copy !req
1139. It also comes
with a new record deal.
Copy !req
1140. It's obscene!
Copy !req
1141. Look at you!
You're bullet-proof.
Copy !req
1142. Oh, I need a drink.
Copy !req
1143. Look at this! Just what
the doctor ordered.
Copy !req
1144. Okay,
I'll leave you to celebrate.
Copy !req
1145. Congratulations.
Copy !req
1146. Thanks, Chris.
Copy !req
1147. Knebworth...
Copy !req
1148. How does it feel?
Copy !req
1149. Crippling.
Copy !req
1150. It'll sink in.
Copy !req
1151. It's like someone's picked
sides for an after-school game
Copy !req
1152. and it's all gone
horribly, horribly wrong.
Copy !req
1153. It's one against thousands.
Copy !req
1154. Bollocks!
The audience loves ya.
Copy !req
1155. I can't do it.
Copy !req
1156. I can't carry Knebworth.
Copy !req
1157. I'll be like a lamb to
the fucking slaughter, Dad.
Copy !req
1158. - It's just stage fright.
- You're not listening!
Copy !req
1159. It's normal. Okay?
Copy !req
1160. You know what's
always helped me?
Copy !req
1161. A little bit of Dutch courage.
Copy !req
1162. Don't I know it.
Copy !req
1163. Dad, I'm sorry. Dad!
Copy !req
1164. No one buys a ticket to
hear your problems, son.
Copy !req
1165. You wanna know why
these people are gods?
Copy !req
1166. Because they make other
people's problems go away.
Copy !req
1167. Dad, Dad, stay. Please!
Copy !req
1168. Whoa!
Copy !req
1169. He's been
climbing the charts
Copy !req
1170. - and conquering the world.
- Here he is!
Copy !req
1171. You ready?
Here's daddy's best mate.
Copy !req
1172. Ladies and gentlemen -
Robbie Williams!
Copy !req
1173. Well, it's been
Copy !req
1174. a sudden change in
fortune for you, has it not?
Copy !req
1175. I mean, you're flying high.
Copy !req
1176. Sober as a judge, Parky.
Copy !req
1177. Sorry, I have to do this.
Copy !req
1178. Look Nan, it's Parky!
Copy !req
1179. Oh, Betty!
It's Robert.
Copy !req
1180. Let's talk if we may
Copy !req
1181. about this success
you've been having.
Copy !req
1182. I mean, it's not
the first time, is it?
Copy !req
1183. You've had it before
with Take That.
Copy !req
1184. Would you say that this is a
different kind of success?
Copy !req
1185. It means a great deal
more to me now.
Copy !req
1186. I'm about to perform
Copy !req
1187. in front of a record crowd
at Knebworth in a few weeks.
Copy !req
1188. No, no, stop it. It's nothing.
Copy !req
1189. It's only the biggest music
event in British history.
Copy !req
1190. That's my boy.
Copy !req
1191. But of course, Knebworth
is not the only record
Copy !req
1192. you've broken recently, is it?
Copy !req
1193. There's the matter of
your new deal with EMI -
Copy !req
1194. eighty million pounds.
Copy !req
1195. - How does that feel?
- Ah, I don't know...
Copy !req
1196. I'm rich beyond my
wildest dreams!
Copy !req
1197. I thought
I was quoting that lady
Copy !req
1198. who famously
won the lottery.
Copy !req
1199. But she said,
"Spend, spend, spend."
Copy !req
1200. So no one got it.
Copy !req
1201. Mind you, I've said worse
things in interviews...
Copy !req
1202. How would you describe
your time with Take That?
Copy !req
1203. I was very fortunate
to be in Take That...
Copy !req
1204. and four out of the five
Spice Girls.
Copy !req
1205. Posh said no, didn't she?
Copy !req
1206. Now, you've connected with
many women in the past—
Copy !req
1207. Oh, we're going to talk
about my sex life.
Copy !req
1208. Well, I suppose...
Copy !req
1209. There's nothing to write
home about.
Copy !req
1210. Which is a shame 'cause Mum
loves getting those letters.
Copy !req
1211. Oh, I mean, how many
flat tyres can you have?
Copy !req
1212. Well, the second one we
didn't even get out of the car.
Copy !req
1213. There was no way Natalie
was going to ruin her hair,
Copy !req
1214. so they just jacked it up
with us all inside.
Copy !req
1215. - And the weather was—
- I'm just popping to the loo.
Copy !req
1216. The weather
was horrendous.
Copy !req
1217. At least the sound was good...
Copy !req
1218. My voice was tired though.
Copy !req
1219. Probably because
I wasn't sleeping.
Copy !req
1220. Which is weird because the
bed was insanely comfortable.
Copy !req
1221. I even got the name of the
mattress in case we wanted...
Copy !req
1222. But you're
finally settling down?
Copy !req
1223. I have
to be a realist.
Copy !req
1224. You know, we're both
on tour a lot,
Copy !req
1225. and it can be difficult,
you know.
Copy !req
1226. So tell me, what's
it like for Robbie Williams
Copy !req
1227. to be in love?
Copy !req
1228. Well, that's difficult to...
Copy !req
1229. um...
Copy !req
1230. Flings are much easier.
Copy !req
1231. You make me feel
so small...
Copy !req
1232. and I've hated you for it...
Copy !req
1233. for making me feel so...
Copy !req
1234. unnecessary.
Copy !req
1235. The fucking
awful things you do...
Copy !req
1236. I thought you couldn't help it.
Copy !req
1237. But you just don't want to.
Copy !req
1238. And I can't help you anymore.
Copy !req
1239. Rob?
Copy !req
1240. Rob?
Copy !req
1241. Rob, please say something.
Copy !req
1242. Babe...
Copy !req
1243. Nic, please!
Copy !req
1244. You're a fucking animal!
Copy !req
1245. Babe, you need to calm down.
Copy !req
1246. Don't tell me
what I need.
Copy !req
1247. - Get out!
- I can fix it!
Copy !req
1248. You're too fucking late!
Copy !req
1249. But I love you!
Copy !req
1250. Easy!
Easy now. Come on.
Copy !req
1251. Briggsy...
Copy !req
1252. Oh, what the fuck.
Copy !req
1253. - He's alright.
- Course I am!
Copy !req
1254. Shit!
Copy !req
1255. You should've
said 'no' to this one.
Copy !req
1256. To Top of the Pops?
Copy !req
1257. You can't buy
this kind of promotion.
Copy !req
1258. What's to promote?
Knebworth's sold out.
Copy !req
1259. The world tour.
Copy !req
1260. What, he just
does Knebworth
Copy !req
1261. and pops his feet up, does he?
Copy !req
1262. You thought getting to
the top was hard.
Copy !req
1263. Try staying there.
Copy !req
1264. - On in five.
- Come on, you're up.
Copy !req
1265. Leave it.
Copy !req
1266. Oh, it's a woman!
Copy !req
1267. Hi Mum, I'm about
to go on Top—
Copy !req
1268. Where have you been?
Copy !req
1269. I've been trying to reach you—
Copy !req
1270. I know, I know, but listen,
Copy !req
1271. I'll have to talk to you
later, ducky head,
Copy !req
1272. because my pianist, well he's
accidentally shat himself,
Copy !req
1273. and it's just a horror show—
Copy !req
1274. It's your Nan.
Copy !req
1275. She kept asking for ya.
Copy !req
1276. I tried calling ya, but...
Copy !req
1277. I'm so sorry, love...
she's gone.
Copy !req
1278. Come on, mate.
Let's go.
Copy !req
1279. Whoever pulls the
sword out of the stone
Copy !req
1280. gets to be the new
King of England.
Copy !req
1281. He's here tonight to sing
Copy !req
1282. what has become the
unofficial national anthem.
Copy !req
1283. It's the song on everyone's
lips and in everyone's hearts.
Copy !req
1284. Ladies and gentlemen,
the ego has landed.
Copy !req
1285. So the
next thing you know,
Copy !req
1286. all the knights
are straining...
Copy !req
1287. and turning red,
but nobody could budge it.
Copy !req
1288. So you can imagine
how everyone laughed
Copy !req
1289. when little Arthur
stepped up for his turn.
Copy !req
1290. Everyone, except Merlin.
Copy !req
1291. Merlin just stroked his beard
and whispered,
Copy !req
1292. "Arthur, I know those sexy,
muscular knights couldn't do it
Copy !req
1293. "and you're just
a little fart of a child
Copy !req
1294. "with puny little arms.
Copy !req
1295. "But I believe in you."
Copy !req
1296. They were out of
salt and vinegar.
Copy !req
1297. I don't want 'em.
Copy !req
1298. Okay...
Copy !req
1299. Ay, we should get
the boys together.
Copy !req
1300. Hey? Have a little knees up
before your concert tomorrow.
Copy !req
1301. It'd do you good.
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1302. I can't face it.
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1303. Zip me up.
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1304. Fucking hell.
What time's lift off?
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1305. - It helps hide the fat.
- Oh yeah.
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1306. You've no idea what it
takes to get up there.
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1307. I can't sleep.
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1308. My back's fucked.
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1309. Yeah, but once you're up there
you're smashing it, so...
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1310. See, that fucks me right off
when people say that.
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1311. Being up there's the worst bit.
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1312. Pays alright, though.
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1313. Fuck...
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1314. You don't understand.
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1315. No, no,
I don't understand.
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1316. But at least I'm trying.
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1317. You know all I wanted,
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1318. was for you to ask me,
just once, how I'm doing...
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1319. You know, with work,
and my little girl.
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1320. I'm about to walk out
to 125,000 people!
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1321. You've got no fucking idea
what that feels like.
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1322. Yeah and you've no idea
that I earn in a month
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1323. what you fucking
snort in a minute...
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1324. Or that Kayleigh's shacked
up with some fucking butcher,
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1325. and so I'm living in an estate
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1326. surrounded by
fucking psychopaths!
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1327. Or that I only get
to see my kid
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1328. for two hours every
fortnight or—
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1329. So you need money?
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1330. Fucking hell!
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1331. You know, jealousy
don't suit you, Nate.
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1332. Jealousy?
Are you fucking kidding?
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1333. Alright, yeah, I might
have close to fuck all,
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1334. but you, you have
fucking nothing!
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1335. And this coming from you -
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1336. a nothing, nobody cunt!
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1337. You know the difference
between me and you, Nate?
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1338. It's not my money,
it's not your kid.
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1339. It's the fact that
I had the fucking balls
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1340. to make something
of myself.
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1341. Yeah...
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1342. You bought a ticket
to the dream,
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1343. and the dream came true, and...
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1344. Yeah, fuck it, I am,
I'm jealous of that.
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1345. But you can keep
the fucking rest.
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1346. Nate! Nate!
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1347. Nate!
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1348. Fuck!
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1349. And the crowd goes mild!
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1350. Time to get ready, youth.
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1351. We're going by
helicopter and all...
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1352. Youth!
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1353. Oh, Jesus Christ!
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1354. Youth!
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1355. You bastard!
I thought you'd passed out.
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1356. I have waited my whole life
for you to step up,
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1357. and all it took was
booking the biggest concert
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1358. in British history.
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1359. What're you going on about?
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1360. When you left us—
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1361. Where's all this coming from?
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1362. All those years I thought,
he's just sorting himself out.
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1363. He'll miss me so much
and he'll come back.
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1364. Yeah, and I did.
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1365. Yeah...
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1366. 'Cause Nan made you.
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1367. I didn't leave you with
nothing, though, did I?
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1368. Where do you think
your talent comes from?
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1369. Jesus Christ.
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1370. You've forgotten how
fucking lucky you are,
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1371. that's your problem.
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1372. It's a privilege to
do what we do.
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1373. What we do?
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1374. You live in a caravan.
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1375. You perform to fifteen
fucking people a night.
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1376. And I love every second of it.
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1377. And I don't need pills
to get me through.
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1378. Fucking hell...
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1379. Sure, I'd give anything
to play to a big crowd.
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1380. Of course I would!
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1381. But if I only ever played
to one person
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1382. for the rest of my life,
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1383. I'd be happy giving them
everything I've got.
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1384. Unless that person
was me though, right?
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1385. Really? Who's been cheering
you on from the wings, hey?
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1386. Who was it who stopped ya
from ruining your career?
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1387. There wouldn't be
a Robbie Williams
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1388. if it wasn't for me.
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1389. You've always been there
for Robbie Williams, Dad.
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1390. Why couldn't you just
be there for Robert?
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1391. You off to watch
the football then, yeah?
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1392. Nice one.
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1393. I'll see you in six years!
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1394. You don't have it.
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1395. That's why you
never made it!
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1396. Not as a husband, not as
a father, not as anything!
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1397. Peter Conway
doesn't fucking have it!
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1398. Everything
has come down to this.
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1399. They've come for me.
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1400. And I'm going to die out there.
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1401. This is the end.
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1402. Light 'em up.
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1403. Robbie!
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1404. Good evening, Knebworth.
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1405. My name is Robbie Williams,
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1406. this is my band,
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1407. and for the next two
hours your arse is mine!
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1408. We're going to slaughter you.
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1409. You're fucking useless!
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1410. You've got nowhere to go!
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1411. Do everyone a favour,
and fucking end it!
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1412. Bounce! Bounce! Bounce!
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1413. There's only one way out!
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1414. You don't deserve
to fucking live.
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1415. You will never be enough!
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1416. No, no, noooo!
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1417. I lost the house.
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1418. The worst thing was
I lost the ability to care.
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1419. You're next,
if you want to share.
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1420. I feel a bit stupid
to be honest.
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1421. I'm just a chav that got
everything they ever wanted.
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1422. It's a bit fucking embarrassing
to be frank.
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1423. I was taught that fame
would solve everything.
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1424. But fame's got fuck all
to do with me.
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1425. It's about acting out
everyone else's fantasies.
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1426. The shagging, the boozing,
the showing your bollocks on TV
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1427. and people cheering you for it.
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1428. Fame looks good in a photo.
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1429. They say your life freezes at
the age you become famous.
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1430. So I am fifteen.
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1431. I'm stunted.
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1432. I'm unevolved.
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1433. And that's why I'm always like,
"Oh it's okay,
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1434. "I think I'm a cunt.
I'm fine with it."
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1435. So I get in there
before you do.
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1436. And I fucking
hate myself for it.
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1437. Sometimes it's a curse
to get everything we want.
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1438. Repairing close relationships
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1439. is a good first step to
repairing ourselves.
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1440. Good evening, folks.
Good evening, you slags.
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1441. No, good evening, folks.
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1442. So, who is Robbie Williams?
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1443. Well, I've been called
many things -
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1444. narcissistic, punchable,
shit-eating twat.
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1445. But while I'm all those things,
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1446. I want to show you
how I really see myself.
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1447. So sit back, relax,
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1448. while I give you a right
fucking entertaining.
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1449. So, the story starts...
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1450. This is the last
song of the evening.
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1451. It's sadder than that.
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1452. It's much sadder than that.
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1453. Thank you for being a
wonderful audience tonight
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1454. and making my
dream come true.
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1455. I want to thank my mum -
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1456. for being there
when I needed ya -
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1457. always.
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1458. I love you.
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1459. You guessed it, folks!
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1460. If you know the words,
sing up.
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1461. If you don't, shut up,
it'll sound crap.
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1462. Love you, Robbie.
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1463. Come on...
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1464. Now, I couldn't
finish the show
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1465. without mentioning
someone else here tonight.
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1466. I share a lot of the same
mannerisms as this person.
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1467. People say I sing
a bit like him too.
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1468. He's made me who I am -
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1469. all the good things and
a touch of the bad.
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1470. And I wouldn't be where
I am without him.
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1471. We haven't performed
together for...
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1472. twenty five years.
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1473. But I've wanted to
every day since.
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1474. Please welcome to the stage...
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1475. my dad.
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1476. Thank you very much.
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1477. What do you think, youth,
shall we light 'em up?
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1478. Tell it like it is, Dad.
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1479. Me too.
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1480. - I'm sorry, Robert.
- I know, Dad.
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1481. You always had it, you know.
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1482. Now, look at you.
You're one of the gods.
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1483. Peter Conway, everybody.
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1484. My dad!
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1485. Or at least that's
what Mum told us.
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1486. Robbie...
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1487. We love you!
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1488. Nan! This is your grandson
singing and I love you.
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1489. Who did I love
when I was a kid?
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1490. I loved Frank Sinatra.
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1491. And I loved my dad
and he's an entertainer.
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1492. Shit! That's who I am.
That feels good to me.
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1493. I want to make the
twelve-year-old at my Nan's,
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1494. watching TV on a
Saturday night, feeling safe...
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1495. I wanted to make that
same twelve-year-old
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1496. feel safe onstage.
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1497. I'm a fucking entertainer.
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1498. It might be cabaret,
but it's world-class cabaret,
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1499. and I'm the fucking best at it.
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1500. Fuck yourselves!
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