:25:04
Fuckin' Neanderthal prima donna.
Too drunk to fuckin' sing.
:25:08
l'm gonna love you
:25:12
'Til the heavens
stop the rain
:25:17
l'm gonna love you
:25:21
'Til the stars
fall from the sky
:25:25
You and l
:25:27
Cut. Cut.
:25:30
Terrific take, Jim. We just had
a technical problem in here.
:25:34
What's his fuckin' problem, man?
:25:36
- Paul, babe.
- Yeah, right here, babe.
:25:39
Suck a fart
out of my asshole...
:25:41
you slave-driving fascist--
:25:47
- l hear the booze, the smoke.
- Sixty-seven takes?
:25:50
- l don't hear your voice or the song.
- Because it's stale!
:25:54
- "Stale"?
- l wanna do my thing!
:25:56
We'll do 167 takes
until it sounds like music.
:25:59
Let's do something else.
You're all a bunch of fuckin' slaves.
:26:03
Let's do--
:26:05
Come on, come on, come on.
:26:07
Rock is dead.
:26:08
Everybody come out here.
We'll do a sing-along.
:26:12
O come, all ye faithful
:26:15
- Get this circus outta here.
- lt's too self-conscious.
:26:19
Billy, get 'em out!
You, you, you! Let's go!
:26:23
You deaf? Beat it!
Let's go!
:26:25
See you later.
:26:27
What are you doing, Jim?
:26:29
l'm sitting in
that fuckin' booth for months.
:26:33
l look out of the glass,
l see Jim, l hear Jim...
:26:36
but l miss him.
:26:39
And he's standing right in front of me.
How do you explain that?
:26:45
Don't make me go through
this whole shit again...
:26:48
watching Janis dive to the bottom
of a bottle of Southern Comfort.
:26:51
l won't go through it again.
:26:55
Why are you fucking this up?