I mean, it was a mad idea, anyway. Don't even know anyone in London. I thought he had booked tickets. No. No, that was just an act to get a ride. He doesn't even have a flat or friends or any of that.
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- Oh. - Yeah? Hi. Is Raphina there? No. She doesn't live here anymore.
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No, you're not. What are you doing? I thought you were in London.
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- Wh-Where is she? - I don't know. Are you the bloke in the band? Yeah.
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Did she leave any message for me or anything? No.
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Hold on to that nice and tight there.
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All right. No, uh...
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That's... 71 inches.
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Ngig. - Can you move that mic stand over a bit more. - Are you expecting her soon? I thought she was coming, but I don't know where she is. Right, so you better get something filmed. Yous have an hour. Come on, Conor. She's not coming. - Let's just do whatever. - Okay. Come over, guys.
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Back in a second. Need to go to the bathroom.
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Do you see that guitar? I used to be able to play that guitar... well. I used to ride hot girls. I could run 200 meters faster than anybody in my school. You're the youngest. You get to follow the path that I macheted through the jungle that is our mad family. I was alone with them for six years. You think they're crazy now? Think about what they were like when they were in their late 20s. Two Catholics in a rented flat with a screaming baby, who just got married because they wanted to have sex. They didn't even love each other. I was in the middle of that, alone. And then you came along. Thank God! And you followed... the path that I cut for us. Untouched. You just moved in my jet stream. And people laugh at me, Conor. The stoner, the college dropout. And they praise you, which is fine! But once... I was a fucking jet engine!
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# And I'm back in the dream # # Think I'm back on the ceiling # # Goin' up # # She lights me up # # She breaks me up # # She lifts me # # Up # # Goin' up # # She lights me up... # - Raphina? - No, sorry. - Hey, wait. - What? Raphina. - Who? - Raphina. Oh, no, I'm Raphina's younger sister. Sorry.
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That's cool, yeah. Your songs are good. Thanks.
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Wow, um...
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I lost money on you. What? Yeah, we all... had bets going. Thought you were gonna win. Look, she was always gonna do her own thing, wasn't she? She's mad like that, determined. Where is she? She's gone to London with her fella. Last night.
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Okay, well, it's just kind of like '50s dancing, and... Like what? It's... like dancing from the '50s, you know, clicking fingers and... Can we try some now, actually? Just... Yeah. Yeah. That's it. Yeah. Yeah, maybe do a few twirls and stuff. Just do what's natural. Make it as natural as possible. Let's get some playback.
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I'm sorry that I didn't know about you playing guitar and everything. It's cool. There's a lot of stuff you don't know about me. You should come play a solo, at the gig.
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Okay, so this is like a school video, except not like an Irish school, more like an American school, and it's prom night. Have you seen "Back to the Future"?