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Brian Matthew: The next few minutes, we're in the lap of the gods and the hands of the Beatles. In my young days, when I was a lad, they used to have actors in films and now that they--
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Paul: Yes?
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John: Hey! Listen!
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Paul: It's all changed, now, Brian. They're not doing that, no actors.
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John: It's all changed, now.
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Brian: But this is what I wonder. In those days, the actors used to say their best bits were left on the cutting room floor. Did you find that?
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John: No, no, no, those were the good bits in the film. You should have seen the rest.
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Brian: Yes?
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John: Rubbish!
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Brian: Was it, really?
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John: Even worse, yes.
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Brian: Who was worst?
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John: Oh, Paul.
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Brian: I see.
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Paul: I think John was about the worst.
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John: No, it was you.
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Paul: Oh, Ringo was very good. He was. He's a good lad.
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Brian: He was. They're saying he's a new Charlie Chaplin. Do you think that's right?
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John: He was miming.
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Paul: You, too, with Jason.
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John: Oh, yes, he's an old one. Okay, Ring?
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Brian: Beginning to look like that. Now, then--
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Ringo: All right, John. Can you hear me?
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Paul: Can you hear him? Hello!
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Brian: Not really. I hope not. I hope not!
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John: We brought you the flowers, Ring.
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Brian: He's not allowed to talk.
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Ringo: Eh?
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John: We brought you the flowers.
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Ringo: Oh, good.
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John: And the grapes.
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Ringo: Oh, I like grapes.
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Paul: He likes grapes.
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George: We've been to Portugal.
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Brian: Guess who's, guess who's top of the pops in Portugal, then.
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All: Who?
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Brian: Los Beatles.
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John: Los Beatles? Great, great laugh.
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Brian: I don't suppose you know the title of your film in Portuguese?
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John: No. Crinsk dee Night?
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Brian: Could be. Let's hear the number, shall we?
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John: Right.
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Crinsk Dee Night
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