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[gentle instrumental music playing]
[alarm clock beeping]
[alarm stops]
Hey! Move those boxes.
Hurry up!
Are you guys done or what?
Come on, boys!
"A small catch today, a big one tomorrow.”
That's what they say, right?
Go home and eat your vegetables.
[alarm beeps, stops]
Can you give me a hand here?
[seabirds calling]
[ship horn blaring]
Come on, Elliott!
Good work today, guys.
Unfortunately, the ocean was still asleep.
-[man] Yet again? -[boss] Isn't that what they say?
No, just you.
[boss] Use that energy at sea and you might get a full envelope.
[clears throat] Let's make it interesting. Come on.
I'm out.
-Are you for real? -Not ready to lose a day's wages, are ya?
[man] Shut up, man. And tell Oliver he still owes me from last time.
If he doesn't pay up, I'll fucking kill him!
Wanna grab something to eat?
No, I'm good, thanks.
Oliver's got this gig tonight, and I, uh…
I promised him I'd play guitar.
Are you sure about that guy? I thought you were done with that.
It's okay.
See you tomorrow.
Put some oil on that chain.
[door slides open]
-[distant music playing] -[overlapping chatter]
Hey! What the hell, man? Where were you?
-Huh? -Well, I have a job. Rings a bell?
[scoffs]
You know how much ass I had to kiss to get this gig, huh?
-I mean, I thought that was your thing. -[chuckles]
-How do I smell? -No, piss off, moron.
All right? That's-- That's Suzanne Taylor in there.
Vince Taylor's widow.
And Patrick, the guy who produced his biggest hits.
They could get me on the largest stage in the whole country. You understand?
-Yeah, I do. -You sure?
You got the money?
[woman speaking to audience]
-[scoffs] -[woman] Tonight is a very special night.
Here you go. Two thousand.
-Thanks. -Hey. The two of us, okay?
We own that stage tonight.
We're gonna go up there and fucking kill it. Got it?
-Got it. -Great.
-You own that stage. -Totally. [clears throat]
-Gonna be great. -Want the first note?
What? Sure.
-[strums chord] -[woman] That's why we're here tonight.
-First line? -Sure, yeah.
♪ What the hell you talking about, love? ♪
-You got it. C'mon. -Yeah?
Remember, low during the bridge.
-Save the falsetto for the chorus. -Uh-huh.
♪ You know I just played my part ♪
[woman] Let's celebrate.
-[crowd] Cheers! -[sighs]
[woman] And congratulations!
-Cheers, and thanks for coming. -Hey!
-Thanks for being here tonight. -Yep. Yep.
-Huge opportunity for me. -[audience applauding]
-It's gonna happen, man. -Great.
I'm ready.
[feedback whines]
Okay. Good evening, everybody.
Good evening. [chuckles]
You look amazing.
[chuckles]
My name is, uh, Oliver.
And Suzanne…
-This song is for you. -Thanks.
[slow acoustic tune playing]
♪ What the hell you talking about, love? ♪
♪ I thought I was doing this for us ♪
♪ You know I just played my part ♪
♪ You said if you leave me For that world ♪
♪ I won't be here when you return ♪
♪ Can we just go back to start? ♪
♪ Just hold me and say You're not leaving this way ♪
♪ 'Cause I'm about to lose my mind ♪
♪ This mess that I made ♪
♪ Don't you say it's too late ♪
♪ Can I die in your arms one last time? ♪
-[clears throat] -[light chatter]
[guitar continues]
♪ All my mistakes They led me straight into you ♪
♪ Remember you said to me Regret is for fools ♪
♪ Been crashing and burning Like I always do ♪
♪ But all my mistakes They led me straight into you ♪
♪ I messed up like I do ♪
♪ But regret is for fools ♪
♪ Now I praise my mistakes ♪
♪ 'Cause they led me to you ♪
♪ Yeah, they led me to you ♪
[cheers and applause]
[Oliver] Hey!
You can't just leave now. We have to find out if she liked it.
Whatever, Oliver. Just go back in there and ask her.
No, I want you there with me, dammit.
Hey!
-I thought you were singing tonight. -[scoffs]
Seriously?
Okay, I fucked up.
And you saved my ass in there, and you were awesome. Okay?
What the hell's your problem?
-My problem? -Yeah.
Getting me on stage in front of all those fucking people, and then leave me hanging.
-Calm down. -Looking like a fool, saving your ass.
-'Cause you don't know your shit. -Calm down.
-This was your fucking job. -Okay, will you calm down? Okay?
-It's you and me. -Is it, really?
Yeah, it is.
Hey.
-I would die for you, okay? -[scoffs]
-You're my best friend. -[exhales deeply]
-Shut the fuck up, you know it's bullshit. -You shut up.
If we've got nothing to die for… what the hell are we doing?
-Huh? -Good night.
Come on, man.
Would you look at that. It's Bert and Ernie. What's up, bros?
-Just fuck off, Dennis! -Shut up, man!
-Girls night out? Hello! -Fuck!
I've been trying to call you all day, man. What's going on?
-I don't know. -You don't know?
-Nothin'. -Nothing? [chuckles]
You play cards with me, then you lose.
Then you don't pay what you owe. What's up with that?
You spend all your dad's money?
-Maybe I have a look at your watch. -[man 2] Nice watch.
-Fuck off, man! -Okay, man, you're a tough guy, huh?
-[man 2] Bold move. -[Dennis] You wanna get your ass kicked?
[man 3] Dennis.
You know what?
[Dennis grunts]
[man 3] Grab him! Fucking grab him!
[high-pitched ringing reverberates]
Hey! Let him go!
No, Elliott!
Elliott, stop!
[somber music playing]
[sirens wailing in distance]
[sirens and music fade out]
[indistinct police chatter]
Did I ruin your birthday party?
You know who my husband was, right?
Twenty-two years at number one.
Sixteen platinum records.
Better sales figures than the rest of the top ten together.
Wow.
Good for him, huh?
[chuckles softly]
The song you sang tonight, which one of you wrote it?
I did.
You know, I haven't heard anything that good since he died.
What do you want?
Why are you here?
I can get you out of here.
But, um…
you would have to agree to just spend time with me.
[Elliott scoffs]
Ten thousand kroner a week.
Just come by and hang out.
We'll see how it goes.
See you tomorrow.
[somber music playing]
[line ringing]
[Oliver] You've reached Oliver. Don't leave a message.
[line ringing]
[Oliver] Hello?
It's me.
Yeah.
What's going on? Why are you not picking up?
[Oliver scoffs]
What's going on? What the hell do you think, Elliott?
I'm in Hamburg, okay. That's what's going on.
At my dad's office.
He forced me to come down here after your fucking stunt.
I was just trying to help you out, man.
Help? Okay. [chuckles dryly]
Super helpful. Great friend.
[Elliott sighs]
I told you to leave him alone. Didn't I?
Now I'm here, and my dad knows I have a gambling debt
with those fucking losers because of you.
Don't call me again. Okay.
Ollie?
[line disconnects]
[phone clatters]
Hey. What the hell are you doing?
-I thought we were done with that shit. -Done with what now?
Dennis had to stay home,
and his face looks like a massive fish cake.
-Yeah, he didn't like the show. -Listen.
If you go to jail, you can't work for me.
You'll lose the boat and be stuck here.
She offered me a job.
-Who? -Suzanne.
-Why the hell are you still here, then? -Because fuck that bullshit.
-I don't wanna work for her. -Probably pays a little more than I do.
You could use it on the boat.
Or buy me something. I could use a new truck.
Or a foxtail for your antenna?
Get those boxes in the truck.
Yeah. Over there.
[gentle instrumental music playing]
[Elliott] Holy shit, it's a freaking mansion.
What are we dropping off here?
You.
[scoffs] You're kidding, right?
-You are kidding, right? -No.
You know I'm not. Now get your ass out of my truck, and get in there.
Look at me.
Elliott.
I'll be 48 soon.
And I'll be lugging boxes until my legs give way, you know.
But not you.
You got a chance, and it's in there.
-The fuck it is. -Yes, it is.
-No. -Yep.
-Nah. -Sure, it is.
Now piss off, man. You're fired.
You can't just fire me.
Yeah? Well, I just did.
No, the fuck you did.
Out! [sighs]
-Are you being serious right now? -Yeah.
[truck door slams]
Your old legs are gonna miss me, you know that?
I'll have to get prosthetics.
[scoffs]
You're a jerk, man.
[Suzanne] Where are you going?
I'm leaving.
I'm going back to London. I… I've got a lot of stuff to do.
You just got here. I mean…
We didn't get to talk yet.
Patrick asked me to come. Okay?
It was good to see you.
Happy birthday.
There's no job waiting for you in London, is there?
I talked to John. He hasn't seen you in months.
I haven't either. Where have you been?
See ya.
[Suzanne] Lilly.
Hi, Elliott.
Come in.
Glad you could make it.
What's he doing here?
[Suzanne] I just promised Julie down at the police station
that I'd bring him here and make sure he behaves.
Well, don't look at me.
Let's see what happens. Maybe he can make some music while he's here.
You could stay, maybe.
Produce it.
[Lilly scoffs]
I should have expected that.
You heard the same thing I heard.
What I heard, I've heard before.
He has no schooling, no direction.
He's a drunken fisherman with a guitar.
No offense.
[Suzanne] But he can sing. And he can write.
And you're the best producer I know.
This is great.
-Is there anything I can do, or…? -You can stop being such a smart-ass.
And then you can start doing whatever she says.
Okay?
Let's see what he's got.
If it doesn't work out, there's another flight on Monday.
[soft music builds slowly]
[soft music rises]
[Lilly] Is that what you want to do?
[Elliott] No.
Why are you here, then?
I'm here for the money.
Get a guitar.
All right.
[Lilly] Play.
Play what?
Whatever you feel like.
Can I switch guitars?
Mm-hmm.
Ugh. Good morning. Birthday kid.
-Morning. -I got completely shitfaced last night.
What the hell's he doing here?
[feedback rises]
[grunts]
Su, no!
I mean…
What's going on?
She needs to succeed at something.
Sure, Suz, I… I get that. I do.
I think they could achieve something.
-If we just help them. -Sure, but…
Su, that boy?
[scoffing chuckle] I mean…
Uh, he's no Vince Taylor. Come on.
No one is.
All right.
You got her to come.
And you want her to stay.
[exhales sharply]
[slow tune playing]
♪ What the hell you talking about, love? ♪
♪ I thought I was doing this for us ♪
♪ You know I just played my part ♪
Don't you know any other songs?
[scoffs lightly]
Sure.
-Yeah? -Yeah.
Have you written any other songs?
-Mm-hm. Plenty. -Okay. Then play one of them.
[chuckles softly]
[uptempo tune playing]
♪ I just got to let you know ♪
♪ Baby, you're beautiful ♪
-♪ Baby, you're original ♪ -[scoffs, chuckles]
-What? -What's that song called?
It's called "Original."
[laughing] Okay.
I think that's the most unoriginal song I've ever heard.
Okay. You heard, like, eight seconds of it. That's why.
Hmm.
You can sing.
[chuckles softly]
But sing something that means something to you.
Something that brings you joy or, uh,
brings you sorrow.
Hmm.
Shoulda just said that.
Hmm?
[breathes deeply]
["Smoke on the Water" riff playing]
Let's call it a day.
Yeah, you're welcome. I had a great day too.
[seabirds calling]
[line beeps]
[melancholy music playing slowly]
[child's voice echoing distantly]
[acoustic guitar strumming]
[sniffs]
[humming melody]
[humming improvised lyrics]
[humming melody]
[humming improvised lyrics]
♪ If you have nothing to die for ♪
♪ What are you even alive for? ♪
♪ Yeah, there's birds… ♪
Morning.
You waited long?
Four hours, damn it.
I've been waiting for four hours.
Ah.
Why are you here?
Why are you?
Because my mom thinks you're unique. I don't think that.
I think this is a waste of time. Mine and yours.
-Okay. So why are you here? -I ask myself the same thing.
Maybe because in a moment of weakness, I thought there could be a shed of talent
hidden underneath that smart-ass attitude of yours.
I'm sure you think you're so amazing, right?
♪ If you have nothing to die for ♪
♪ What are you even alive for? ♪
♪ Yeah, there's birds in the trees And they're singing for me ♪
♪ When the night falls ♪
♪ That the sunrise won't be Nothing like yesterday ♪
[sighs softly]
[door closes]
[melancholy music playing slowly]
[door opens and closes]
[exhales deeply]
How's it going?
He can sing.
But he's scared.
He's trying to keep me at arm's length.
He keeps himself at arm's length.
But he's got something.
Actually, I meant to ask how you're doing.
Fine.
I guess I'm fine.
-Lilly, can't we try… -Stop.
[scoffs]
He can't create here.
It's Vincent Taylor's studio, and that stresses him out. It's just…
there's this…
weight.
It's intimidating.
What are you thinking?
[gentle atmospheric music playing]
Do you live here?
No. I just dropped by without my shirt on.
[Lilly chuckles softly]
Listen.
If we're gonna do this… we gotta do it right.
-No more bullshit. -[chuckles]
Get dressed. Come on.
[uptempo classical music playing]
Hey. Get your hands off my radio.
[sighs softly]
You listen to that?
That is Rachmaninoff's Piano Concerto No. 2 in C minor.
Yeah, I listen to that.
Rach-what now?
…maninoff.
Rachmaninoff.
That's a cool name. I'll give you that.
-D minor. -C minor.
There is a chance it was composed in C. But this part right here, D minor.
Listen.
-I'm all ears. -Are you?
[pleasant music plays]
[seabirds calling]
[Suzanne] What about you, Elliott? How long have you been singing?
Always, I think.
As long as I can remember.
-Since I was a kid. -Did you play in a band? Or take classes?
No… I guess I just play… whatever I hear.
-Hmm. -[Elliott] I think.
How come a man with your voice is sorting lobsters down at the docks?
It's because people like you are paying stacks for it.
[chuckles] Well. Touché, huh?
It doesn't matter who you are.
What really does is who you become.
Mm. So, um… what's the, uh… the plan?
Make a demo.
That's easy. We have a bridge.
A bridge is not a song. We need verses and a chorus.
It'll come.
-So, uh… -Patrick has at least ten in his drawer.
[Lilly] Am I producing it, or are you?
-Barbecue. A little more barbecue. -Oh, Patrick. You're a magician!
-There we go. Careful. -Oh, looks amazing.
Would you like some?
Okay. Let's dive in.
It was so fucking crazy, bro. The stadium was really packed.
It was so… It was almost like a riot in there.
And there were as many people outside who hadn't gotten tickets.
And Vince was in the zone. He went flat out for the next three hours.
I mean, nonstop.
And we… the idiots we were, standing at the airport.
[both laughing]
We just… we stood there and waited for him.
Remember that, Lilly?
We were supposed to fly back to Europe. Remember that?
What were you, like, 14, 15, right?
-No. I was nine. -[Patrick] Nine? No.
Sure, I turned ten the next day. That's why we had to go home.
So we're waiting at the airport, but he never showed.
He went to a park in the middle of the city.
And he sang a full-on concert for all those people outside the stadium.
All night.
We didn't leave until the next day.
After that, he took his car and drove straight to a huge gig in Berlin.
On my tenth birthday.
Yeah, he was very…
dedicated.
This life requires prioritizing work and performing under pressure.
Your father understood that. I'm sure you do too.
Did you listen to Dad's songs? They became shitty 'cause he prioritized work so long.
-He lost himself along the way. -You can't live this life and have family.
Sure you can. But you just have to be up for it.
-He made his choices, you know. -Sure, but you never stopped him.
-Lilly. -Not when he left us on my birthday.
Not when he left for three years without us, and not when he jumped.
[softly] Lilly.
[melancholy music plays slowly]
[Suzanne] Good morning.
You always fell asleep that.
Where were you that night?
I heard you got a lot of calls… from his hotel room's phone, and yet…
-Listen… -Why didn't you answer?
[Suzanne] Lilly…
-Good morning. -[Lilly and Suzanne] Good morning.
[Lilly] Could you just play the first verse?
[instrumental track playing]
♪ Just like an ocean has its waves ♪
Did you add this guitar?
[laughs] Hey! That's cool. You just did this now?
[Lilly] Yeah.
-Awesome. -Let's start with the bridge.
-[Elliott] The bridge? Okay. -Okay?
♪ Mm… to die for ♪
♪ What are you even… ♪
Sick.
Ooh.
[instrumental track continues]
[Elliott humming melody]
It's great.
[continues humming]
[chuckling]
[track fades out]
[strumming notes]
Great job.
Both of you.
-Do you have the chorus? -[Lilly] No.
It'll come when he's ready.
The next step is get some offers from a record company.
Best way to do that is to show we have an audience.
Right.
Let's just post the song on all profiles and platforms and, uh, take it from there.
-Hmm? -I don't have any profiles.
No. Vince has four million followers.
There's been no new posts ever since he died.
-Your song will be the first. -[Patrick laughs] That's genius, Suz.
Okay, we're gonna do a live recording of you singing the song to the camera and…
then we'll post it and link it to the demo.
A "live recording", what do you mean?
-A recording where you sing the song-- -You said ten thousand for a week.
So I wouldn't be arrested.
"Come and hang out." Right?
What did you expect? I mean, you think this is some kind of holiday?
Enjoy yourself, get free food and lodging.
We're not joking around.
Fuck this.
-[Lilly sighs] -[Patrick scoffs]
-Great. -[Patrick] Lil-- Lilly.
[Lilly] Elliott.
Elliott.
-Did you know about this? -No.
I know she says some crazy things sometimes.
Whatever, this is bullshit.
Elliott, I know you're having a tough time.
Sure, the little rich girl from the Taylor family,
you know exactly what I'm dealing with.
You think you're the only one in the world who's had a fucked-up life? Huh?
-Shut up! -You feel so fucking sorry for yourself.
You're only alone in this world
because you don't have the guts to put yourself out there.
You don't know a thing about me.
I know you're a coward, wasting your talent because you're afraid.
[exhales softly]
[Lilly] Who do you sing for when you sing?
-[birds singing] -[water lapping]
A song doesn't just exist.
It comes to life.
Between two people. One who sings and one who listens.
Whether you're here in the studio or, uh,
in a big, packed stadium with thousands of fans…
you’re not performing for nothing.
You have to choose a person or…
you have to imagine there's someone you're singing to.
Someone you're singing for.
If you're not singing for anyone, then…
Then it's all the same. Then, the song doesn't exist.
Then you don't exist.
[sniffs]
Suz, uh… Honestly, I don't know.
I think he's a nobody.
We've all been there.
[chuckles lightly] Well…
Is she okay?
No idea.
Are you okay?
[exhales softly]
Hm?
[gentle music playing]
[chuckles softly]
[seabirds calling]
[exhales, clears throat softly]
♪ Just like an ocean has its waves ♪
♪ I've done things I just can't change ♪
♪ Just like clouds are full of rain ♪
♪ I carry with me all this extra weight I've got to let it drain ♪
♪ If you have nothing to die for ♪
♪ What are you even alive for? ♪
♪ Yeah, there's birds in the trees And they're singing for me ♪
♪ When the night falls ♪
♪ That the sunrise won't be Nothing like yesterday ♪
♪ And you can call me fool ♪
♪ But I hope this song is for you ♪
♪ If it's not quite enough I'll find another line or two ♪
♪ If I just had someone ♪
♪ To sing it to ♪
Holy fucking shit, bro.
-What the hell was that, man? -[laughter]
-Pardon my French, bro! -[laughter]
Come here.
I fucking love this shit.
Thank you. What the fuck just happened, man?
[laughter continues]
Awesome, bro.
[blows raspberry] Hot.
Hey, we're back in business.
Hi, I'm Elliott Winther, and I… um…
No, bro. A little, uh, more cheery. Um… Bro, come on.
Uh, so… [chuckles]
Give me a little more… a little more confidence, okay?
You're the star, goddammit.
Okay? 'Kay, take it from the top. A little more confidence.
'Kay, bro.
Hi, I'm Elliott Winther, and I hope this song is for you.
[crickets chirping]
Watch your head.
It's beautiful.
It was my dad's.
[match ignites]
When was this?
[Elliott chuckles]
I was seven.
[chuckles softly]
It was the last time I saw 'em.
What happened to them?
They hit the open sea…
There was a storm…
That was it.
Yeah.
It was kept on land for ten years
while I lived… other places.
[Lilly] What other places?
[clears throat softly]
With foster families… a few children's homes…
I guess I wasn't…
What's the term?
Good-tempered?
And you haven't sailed since?
I'm saving up.
And, um…
I'll get it out there.
Soon.
-Hopefully. -Okay.
Where to?
Around the world.
What for?
Because my parents couldn't.
It's not as great as people think, traveling around the world.
New people, new languages,
new places…
Again and again.
Just like that, your whole life.
That much effort just to follow a father who wasn't even there.
[Elliott sighs]
Is that why you have that French accent?
[chuckling] I don't have a French accent.
[both chuckling]
How did he die?
Your dad?
He committed suicide.
Jumped off the balcony of a hotel.
After a concert.
-Shit. -Mm-hmm.
Do you remember them?
Yeah.
They would always sing to me.
Music everywhere, always, you know?
We'd compete on who could sing the loudest.
My dad never sang to me.
He sang to the world.
But never to me.
[breathes deeply]
-Ah. Stop it. Don't look at me like that. -What?
-Huh? How? -[chuckling] Stop.
-I'm not doing anything. -You are.
[gentle music builds slowly]
-[gentle music fades] -[birds chirping]
[single notes playing]
[pleasant melody playing]
-[no audible dialogue] -[melody continues]
[seabirds calling]
[Elliott clears throat]
I hope you like, uh, baked beans.
-Are they hot? -Should they be?
-[Lilly chuckles] -[clapping]
Rise and shine. Sup, kids?
There's a new king in town, baby.
-Hi, darling. -[Lilly] Hi.
Hi, what're you up to? [kisses]
Huh?
We're having breakfast.
Oh, you're having breakfast, huh?
Super romantic, right?
-Hey. -Mm-- [spits] Bro, what the…
-Holy shit. What is this? -It's baked beans.
Those are not baked beans. It's a baked asshole.
-[laughter] -[Patrick] What the fuck?
Okay, you won't be eating this anymore. You know why?
"This Song Is For You…"
isn't just for you, Lilly.
It got over 500,000 views since yesterday.
It's trending at number one on YouTube. It's gone viral on TikTok.
You're smashing the shit out of the shit, brother.
What does, um… What does that mean?
Goldilocks, it means you're a fucking star, bro.
-You're full of shit. You're kidding. -Nah, I'm not full of shit.
-Nah, bro, it's true. -[Elliott laughs]
-[Patrick] You did this, Lilly. -[laughs]
-It's a done deal. -What?!
[Patrick] Yeah.
[laughing]
We have an album to make, okay?
Come on. You cute fucks.
-[fingers snap] -We're on a roll.
-[laughing] -[Patrick] Yes!
-Hell yeah! -[Elliott] What the fuck?
Are you ready?
♪ Have you ever been Dancing through the fields? ♪
♪ Thinking to yourself This is too good to be real ♪
♪ Ha-a-aha-aha-ah ♪
♪ Have you ever seen A castle in your dreams? ♪
♪ That's what it sometimes Feels like to me ♪
♪ Oh-oh ♪
♪ Ha-a-aha-aha-ah ♪
♪ And I know now Every part of me says you ♪
♪ So, I'm letting go of Everything I know is true ♪
♪ Honey, I'm so high ♪
♪ Lost my way ♪
♪ Honey, I'm so wild ♪
♪ Bound to fail ♪
♪ Hey, hey ♪
♪ Ooh-ooh ♪
[radio host] And again at number one, for the 5th week in a row,
former fisherman turned pop star.
You've definitely heard of him.
This is Elliott with "I Hope This Song Is For You."
You know him from TikTok, from Instagram,
you've seen him on YouTube.
"I Hope This Song Is For You." Huge hit.
Exploded out of the stratosphere.
This has got to be every man's dream, right?
[laughs] It's crazy. I mean, to be honest, I don't even know--
I don't even know what's going on here.
♪ I can break the rules But never these chains ♪
♪ If you don't love me now You probably never will, no-oh ♪
♪ Ha-a-aha-aha-ah ♪
♪ And I know now Every part of me says you ♪
♪ So, I'm letting go of Everything I know is true ♪
♪ Honey, I'm so high ♪
♪ Lost my way ♪
♪ Honey, I'm so wild ♪
♪ Bound to fail ♪
♪ Ooh-ooh ♪
-♪ I'm telling you ♪ -♪ Ooh-ooh ♪
♪ Ooh-ooh ♪
♪ And I know now Every part of me says you ♪
♪ So, I'm letting go of Everything I know is true ♪
♪ Honey, I'm so high ♪
♪ Lost my way ♪
♪ Honey, I'm so wild ♪
♪ Bound to fail ♪
♪ Ooh-ooh ♪
♪ Honey, I'm so ♪
♪ Ooh-ooh ♪
♪ Ooh ♪
[whistles]
-What the fuck are you doing here? -Come here. [laughing]
-[Elliott] Ahh! -I couldn't abandon my best friend, right?
Shit, you look great, man.
-[Elliott] What about your dad? -Fuck him.
Now we're gonna live it up, right? Okay.
Rock star. [laughs]
-[Elliott] You comin'? -No, I think I'm gonna…
It's fine. Have fun.
Come on.
Hey, come on.
Shit man, you gotta air this place out, huh?
[Oliver laughs]
[club music playing]
Shit… [laughs]
-It's on the house, my friend. -Wait, really?
Damn, on the house?
Hell yeah, bruh! Holy cow, man!
You’re a freakin' stud, huh? [laughs]
Whoo!
So, what's up with that Lilly girl?
-What about her? -What about her? Is she good? Huh?
-Is she fit? -Sure, she's fit.
She's fit?
-Yeah, she's fit. But she's… she's… -[chuckles] Yeah?
She’s got skills, Ollie.
-She's got skills? -[both chuckle]
What kinda skills?
-Shut the fuck up. -How skilled?
-Shut up, man. -[laughs]
You're kidding, man, skills? Yeah, right!
So tell me… [clears throat]
How the hell'd you get here? I mean, did she reach out to ya?
Suzanne?
When?
After the gig.
My job?
I gotta run, Ollie.
No, no, no. Come on. Stay, man, Stay, I mean…
-We just got here. What're you doing? -I'm singing tomorrow.
Look at all the pussy coming my way when you're around.
-It's crazy, man. -Cut it out, man.
Right? You're a huge star. Folks love you, man.
Huh? And I've always known it.
Always. I've always said it. I'm just happy everyone can see it now.
Mwah! You're a fucking rock star!
Come on, cheers.
[house music plays]
Nah, would you look at that. Holy shit, man. It's your song.
-Thank you, DJ. That's the shit! -Oliver.
-Sit down. -[Oliver] They're playing your song.
We own this place, dude. Hey!
He's here, ladies and gentlemen. Elliott Winther.
-The king, Elliott Winther. -Oliver! Get your ass down!
Hey! [whistles]
Come here! Would you like something to drink?
-Yeah, you two. -This is embarrassing.
[Oliver] Chill out! Hey, girls…
♪ I'll find another line or two ♪
♪ If I just had someone ♪
♪ To sing it to ♪
[house music continues]
[seabirds calling]
-[Suzanne] These two go well together. -[Patrick] Sure, they are spot on.
-Yeah. -[Suzanne] They should do the job.
Hi, guys.
-[Lilly] I think so too. -Hi.
-Uh, hi. -[Elliott] Sorry we're late.
-It's Oliver's fault. [chuckles] -Shut up. Nah.
-It is, though. -Uh, hi. Hi, there. Hi.
That looks sick. What is that?
Well, uh, we have a lot of things to talk about.
-Yeah. -Confidentially.
[Elliott] Sure.
-That's fine. -I won't say anything.
Okay. Well.
Several companies are interested, so… we have to make an album in a hurry.
What do we have? We have seven out of ten songs.
I think you and Lilly can do the last three, and then,
in the meantime, I'll arrange some interviews.
[chuckling] Okay. That's insane.
All right. We hired two social media consultants
to run your TikTok, Snapchat, Insta, and Facebook.
They'll manage your pages, reply to comments for you.
-Patrick… -[Patrick] Yes.
That, bro.
Your shoes, your clothes…
custom-made.
And there's your stage, your set design, and we keep it all blue, we think.
Fuck, this looks awesome!
-And then there's your shoot as well. -Right.
We think… these three are awesome.
-Right? -Yeah.
Now we just have to pick an album cover for you, so…
-What do you think? -Hm?
Um… [clears throat]
I mean, I think, um… [clicks tongue]
Yeah… I don't really know.
-Isn't… isn't this a bit, uh… -A bit what?
[spluttering] You look angry, you know.
I love that one. The blue one, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. It's awesome, if you want your balls to be the star.
-Bro, we can’t even see your face in this. -Band's been waiting since nine, so Lilly…
Yeah, ready when Elliott is.
Well, I'm ready. Let's get started.
Go with this one. I think it's cool. Works well with that one.
-Awesome. -[Suzanne] Elliott?
Yeah?
It's fine. He’s gonna hang out for a bit.
[Oliver] Yeah, bruh, this is fucking great.
Damn, that guy…
Fucking pain in the ass.
[upbeat jazzy music playing]
♪ Darling, for you ♪
♪ Darling, for you, I would ♪
♪ Mmm ♪
♪ I'd do anything ♪
♪ I'd do anything a man should ♪
♪ I would take all the blame When you're cursing my name ♪
♪ Yes, I would ♪
♪ With you in my arms ♪
♪ With you in my arms, I need nothing ♪
♪ I need nothing, baby, oh ♪
♪ I knew from the start ♪
♪ I knew from the start here's something ♪
♪ Whoa-oh ♪
♪ Oh-oh Here's a little toast to my best friend ♪
♪ To my wonder woman To my everything ♪
[laughs] Fuck, that's so good, man. It's fucking crazy. He's insane, man.
-So fucking good, right? -Can you sit down?
-Huh? -I'm trying to work.
I… Okay, I'm just saying that… that, uh…
Right. You're here 'cause Elliott wants you here.
I actually would prefer if you weren't.
Do you understand? What?
Come on, have a seat.
♪ Would ya? ♪
♪ Would you? ♪
♪ Ooh-ooh ♪
♪ Would ya? ♪
-[song ends] -[Elliott] Damn! How did you like that?
[clapping]
-Hey! -Hi.
What's up?
-Cool, right? -Mm-hm.
Can you stay and do a couple extra vocal takes?
[chuckles lightly] Why?
-You missed a couple beats. -[scoffs] Come on.
Can't you get Patrick to Melodyne it, tune it yourself or somethin'?
Huh?
Yeah, yeah. I'm coming.
-Fuck's sake. Hey. [kisses] -Hm.
I'll see you later, okay?
[ominous music plays]
[door closes]
[upbeat jazzy music playing]
[Elliott's vocals rising]
♪ I need nothing, baby, oh ♪
♪ I knew from the start ♪
♪ I knew from the start here's something ♪
♪ Whoa-oh ♪
♪ Oh-oh Here's a little toast to my best friend ♪
♪ To my wonder woman To my everything ♪
♪ Would ya? ♪
♪ Mmm ♪
♪ Would you trust me If I said I'd die for you? ♪
♪ Would you look into my eyes And say, "I do"? ♪
♪ Would ya? ♪
♪ Would ya, baby? ♪
What's going on?
-Are you a saint now or something? -I'm not a saint.
Then why, man? That girl was ready for a threesome.
-[Elliot laughs] -She really was.
You jerk! Come here.
I missed you, man.
I have. Ugh. Fucking Hamburg, man.
What the hell can I do there?
Huh? I have to be here.
You and me, man. The two of us.
All that talk… our dreams and stuff.
I just have to be here.
[laughing]
It's… It's been rough, money-wise.
-Money-wise? -Mm.
What about your dad?
-He closed the account. -What?
He was pissed 'cause I left the office or whatever.
-He'll come around, right? He's your dad. -Shut up about my dad.
Just cut it out, will ya? Okay?
I don't wanna talk about him now.
Is there anything I can do?
-Or we can do? -Mm-mm.
You don't have that kinda money.
-What do you need, bro? -Hm? Nothing.
Nothin'?
Hey.
[sighs]
Where you are… what you've got going now…
-That was ours, wasn't it? -Ollie…
-How do I become part of it? -Stop.
-We're friends. -It doesn't work like that.
We're good friends, right?
-It doesn't work that way. -Doesn't it?
So how does it work? Elliot?
Can you just take other people's words and use them in your songs?
Is that how it works? [chuckles]
That's what you've done.
"If you've got nothing to die for, what are you even alive for?"
-Come on, that's my motto, isn't it? -Stop it, man.
"If we have nothing to die for, what the hell are we doing?"
-Isn't that what I told you? -You don't mean that.
Yeah I do, actually.
I do, actually.
Get me on the album.
I wrote all those songs.
You never wrote a song in your life, not as much as a fuckin' line.
-And I saved your ass that night. -You stole my words, dammit!
You don't get it, do you?
Who the fuck would you be if it wasn't for me, huh?
Where would you be right now? On the docks.
I was the one who got you that gig. I paid for you to be there.
You wouldn't have shit if it wasn't for me.
I mean, the least you could do is make me a part of it!
You're living my life, dammit! Do you understand?
That's my dream, man.
What the fuck's wrong with you? Seriously.
What the hell?
[Oliver sighs]
Fuck you.
One.
One song. Then we forget all this, man.
Water under the bridge. One song.
You can do that.
[upbeat jazzy instrumental track playing]
♪ Darling, for you ♪
♪ Darling, for you, I would ♪
♪ Mmm ♪
♪ I'd do anything ♪
♪ I'd do… ♪
-[clears throat] Okay, bro. -Yeah?
Yep. We're gonna roll it again, okay?
-Just relax, from the top. Yep. -[Oliver] Yeah, yeah, okay. Totally. Cool.
[Patrick] All right.
-♪ Darling, for you ♪ -It doesn't work.
Doesn't work.
-♪ Darling, for you, I would ♪ -Definitely not.
[sighs deeply]
[Elliott] One more time, Ollie. Again.
We're having some technical issues in here.
Get it together.
♪ Darling, for you ♪
♪ Darling, for you, I wou… ♪
-Ollie, come on. -[Oliver] Yeah?
-What's going on? -From the top.
Bro, we don't have time for this.
♪ Darling, for you ♪
Bullshit.
♪ Darling, for you, I w-- ♪
Again!
♪ Darling, for you ♪
Jesus Christ, that sucked.
♪ Darling, for you, I wou-- ♪
Fuck!
-[Oliver] Hey, can I just… -[Elliott] Can't you do anything?
-Tune him or something? -[Patrick] No, I can't. Come on…
Bro, he's not just out of tune.
I could… mute him.
You know? I could… I could, uh…
replace his ass with a real fucking singer.
You know? It doesn't work. We don't have time for this, bro. Come on.
Elliott… can you just…
-Again, Ollie. Let's go. -Hey…
[instrumental track resumes]
♪ Darling, for you ♪
♪ Darling, for you, I would ♪
I want him out. What the hell is he doing here?
Oliver is his only friend. What can I do, huh?
[sighs]
Suzanne!
You can't just run him and his music through a kind of template.
That only works for some people.
He has to put himself in it. Otherwise, it goes badly--
"Some people."
He's not Dad.
You can't make him into Dad. Dad is gone.
I gave you this task because I thought you could handle it.
If you can't do it, then I will.
-He's not ready! -Sure, okay.
But your job was to get him ready!
My job here is to set him free to become who he needs to be.
And give him a long life of music.
And if you squeeze him through the machine, he won't get through it.
And then we both know how it ends.
Apparently, you did all you could do.
It's fine. Just go ahead and quit as you always do when things get difficult.
Go back to London. Maybe John will give you another chance.
Or wherever else you'd rather be than with your family.
Ouch! Holy shit.
Thanks a lot, X Factor.
Okay. Suzanne, gimme another chance, will you?
[Suzanne] Get home safely, Oliver.
Sit down.
[ominous music plays]
[feedback whines]
-You think I'm a fucking amateur? -No.
You know what's at stake here, don't you? Everything.
In 48 hours you'll be standing on Skanderborg's main stage
in front of 48,000 people.
[Elliott breathes deeply]
And you'll be the first Dane ever to perform on Rocket in London.
Do you realize what that TV show can do for you?
That show will open the door to the rest of the world for you.
If you do a good job,
the world will be your oyster.
And what you're dealing with, all that crap?
All of it
will go away.
Hm?
[breathes shakily]
Or you can choose your friendship with that idiot and pack lobsters at the docks.
Until you're killed in a fight some day.
Nobody will be at your funeral, because no one will know who you are.
Or… you can be a star.
And the whole fucking world will know you.
Tough choice, huh?
Piss off, man.
Don't waste my time. Get out.
[Lilly] Elliott.
[Elliott sighs]
-There's something I need to say. -Yeah? What do you wanna say?
That the songs aren't good enough? Is that it?
Or I can't hang out with Oliver, or… I can't go on tour because I'm not ready?
I'm pregnant.
Um… [clears throat]
[breathes deeply]
Say something, will you?
I can't.
[Lilly sniffs]
[softly] No.
[gentle piano music plays]
[sirens approaching]
[breathing heavily]
[somber music playing]
[shouts] No!
No, I have to get in there.
-You can't. -You need to stand back.
-You can't. Elliott. -No!
Get off me!
-Hey, calm down, calm down. -Get off me!
-No… -Calm down, Elliott.
-There's nothing you can do. -We need you to calm down.
-Dad! -Calm down. It's stuff.
-They're in there. -No one's in there, Elliott.
No!
[Elliott echoing] No!
[Elliott sobbing]
[sniffs, sobs]
[sobbing continues]
[muffled soundscape]
Elliott! Elliott! Elliott! Elliott!
[chanting continues]
[cheers and applause]
[gentle guitar music playing]
♪ Just like an ocean has its waves ♪
♪ I've done things I just can't change ♪
♪ And just like clouds are full of rain ♪
♪ I carry with me all this extra weight I've got to let it drain ♪
-[crowd singing along] -♪ If you have nothing to die for ♪
♪ What are you even alive for? ♪
♪ There's birds in the trees And they're singing for me ♪
♪ When the night falls ♪
♪ That the sunrise won't be Nothing like yesterday ♪
[crowd cheering]
♪ And you can call me fool ♪
♪ But I hope this song is for you ♪
♪ If it's not quite enough I'll find another line or two ♪
♪ If I just had someone ♪
♪ To sing it to ♪
[cheers and applause]
[heartbeat thumping]
[audio distorts and fades out]
[piano notes playing]
♪ What the hell you talking about, love? ♪
♪ I thought I was doing this for us ♪
♪ You know I just played my part ♪
♪ You said if you leave me For that world ♪
♪ I won't be here when you return ♪
♪ But can we just go back to start? ♪
♪ Just hold me and say You’re not leaving this way ♪
♪ 'Cause I'm about to lose my mind ♪
♪ This mess that I made ♪
♪ Don’t you say it’s too late ♪
♪ Can I die in your arms one last time? ♪
♪ 'Cause all my mistakes They led me straight into you ♪
♪ Remember you said to me Regret is for fools ♪
♪ Been crashing and burning Like I always do ♪
♪ But all my mistakes They led me straight into you ♪
♪ I messed up like I do ♪
♪ But regret is for fools ♪
♪ Now I praise my mistakes ♪
♪ 'Cause they led me to you ♪
♪ Yeah, they led me to you ♪
[Lilly] Hello, you've reached Lilly. Please leave a message after the beep.
[line beeps]
[John] Hey, Lilly, it's John. So glad you decided to join us!
Amazing work you've done with Elliott. Um… we have a studio ready,
and a line of top artists just dying to work with you.
Welcome to London.
[bells tolling]
[melancholy music playing]
[chanting rises] Elliott! Elliott!
Elliott! Elliott! Elliott! Elliott!
[chanting fades out]
[man] Oi, mate! Where is the amp, man?
-I gotta bring it up! -[Patrick replying indistinctly]
[Patrick] We're here, bro.
[sunglasses clatter]
Everything…
we've worked for…
depends on you nailing this song.
It's make or break, baby.
I can't do it.
-Sure, you can. -No, I can't.
-You can do this, bro. Shh, hey. -No, I can't.
You can do this.
Since I met you guys…
I've lost my best friend…
my job…
-My boat, my fucking home. -Okay.
So stop talking to me like I'm a fucking child!
Okay.
Fine.
That's good.
What else?
-Shut up. Shut the fuck up! -What? Hey.
Hey, look at me.
I never had a family of my own. You understand?
Just like you.
All I have is music.
Bro… [inhales]
I gambled everything
on this, okay?
I-- I'm not, um, a st… a star like you, I mean…
No way.
But I have the music.
And I have my family. They are my family.
You know what? They're your family, too, man.
-My family died a long time ago. -No. Don't say that.
Suz is your family.
I'm your family.
You and Lilly? You two are family now too.
Do you understand that?
Can you get that into your head?
Hey.
[sighs]
We've all lost something.
[exhales] We have.
But there's one thing that's worse than that.
It's losing the fear of losing again.
Don’t lose it.
Okay?
[kisses]
[Suzanne clears throat]
What are you doing here?
I didn't answer the phone the night your dad called 'cause…
the other time I did… twice, actually,
he had girls over.
I was afraid that if I picked up the phone, then…
he'd say it was over.
So I let it ring.
Why didn't you say so?
Because you loved him.
So I couldn't do it.
It wasn't Dad calling you.
That night.
It was me.
[melancholy music plays slowly]
From his hotel room.
-I went there to look for him. -Lilly.
But I didn't make it in time.
[sighs]
And the only thing I could think of…
The only thing I needed…
was my mother.
But you weren't there.
And I've… missed him so much.
I miss you so much, Mom.
[exhales deeply]
[tearfully] My darling.
-[Lilly crying] -[kisses]
[sniffling]
[TV audience applauds and cheers]
Welcome to Rocket. The show that finds the brightest
and the shiniest new stars from all across Europe,
and then propels them into musical eternity.
Now tonight, we are honored to have with us a very special guest.
In fact, it's our first artist from the small country of Denmark.
So please, put your hands together and welcome the one,
and the only, Mr. Elliott Winther.
-[cheers and applause] -[band music plays]
[host] Elliott Winther, ladies and gentlemen.
-Hello, sir. Nice to meet you. -Nice to meet you.
I think they quite like you, uh, judging by that. So…
Elliott, well, all I can really say is, uh…
Well, wow! What a journey you are on.
Yeah, it's been, uh… It's been pretty wild.
I mean, do you sometimes feel you're still on the boat?
[laughter]
Nah. My boat burned down, actually.
Well, I'm just saying that because up until recently
you were working as a fisherman, weren't you?
Over in Denmark? But, uh… Well, now look at you.
Look at how far you've come. Look at this young man.
-Ladies and gentlemen, please. Huh? -I'm still a fisherman.
[host] You're still a fisherman. Yeah, well…
You're gonna get some really big catches, I can see that… in your career, Elliott.
Now, you're here tonight to play us your breakthrough hit, aren't you?
It's a love song which is racing up the charts.
And because it's a love song, Elliott, it kind of naturally begs the question,
which is… is there anybody special in your life?
[audience] Ooh…
I mean, uh… who did you write this song for?
When you play and sing this song, is there anybody in particular
you, uh… you think about?
-Elliott? -I mean…
-I wrote it for all of you guys! -[applause]
[host] Yeah…
Yeah. Well, all us guys are really excited to hear this song, Elliott.
So, please, give it up for Elliott Winther
and his very own, "I Hope This Song Is For You".
[cheers and applause]
[applause fades out]
[Elliott exhales deeply]
[gentle music builds slowly]
What's he doing?
[piano notes playing]
[gentle piano melody playing]
♪ "Baby, I'm pregnant," she said ♪
♪ And I saw my whole life ♪
♪ Flash before my eyes ♪
♪ So much for planning ahead ♪
♪ We're gonna be all right ♪
♪ There won't be a right time ♪
♪ Oh, I said, "I am I way too young" ♪
♪ I'm just a kid, I can't raise one ♪
♪ It feels like my life is over Feels like my future's crushed ♪
♪ And I'm gonna miss the times When it was just the two of us ♪
♪ I don't ever want to let go Of everything that I love ♪
♪ It sure feels like dying ♪
♪ Saying goodbye ♪
♪ To my beautiful life ♪
♪ "Daddy, I can't sleep," she said ♪
♪ Can you leave the light on? ♪
♪ And please sing me my song ♪
♪ And I can't help but think to myself ♪
♪ Those green eyes and brown curls ♪
♪ Turned into my whole world ♪
♪ She's growing up so fast ♪
♪ If only I could make it last ♪
♪ It feels like my life is over ♪
♪ Feels like my future's crushed ♪
♪ 'Cause my baby's getting older ♪
♪ Tomorrow she'll be all grown up ♪
♪ Don't ever want to let go ♪
♪ Of everything that I love ♪
♪ I turn off the lights ♪
♪ And say good night ♪
♪ To my beautiful life ♪
♪ Pack her bags and ready to go ♪
♪ We look at each other ♪
♪ She looks like her mother ♪
♪ Off to chase dreams of her own ♪
♪ She cries in the back seat ♪
♪ As we wave at the taxi ♪
♪ Oh, our baby's moving out ♪
♪ Leaving this home an empty house ♪
♪ Feels like my life is over ♪
♪ Feels like my future's crushed ♪
♪ And I'm gonna miss the times When it was just the three of us ♪
♪ I don't ever want to let go ♪
♪ Of everything that I love ♪
♪ It sure feels like dying ♪
♪ Saying goodbye ♪
♪ To my beautiful life ♪
♪ Mm-mmm ♪
♪ To my beautiful life ♪
♪ "Baby, I'm pregnant," she said ♪
♪ And I saw my whole life ♪
♪ Flash before my eyes ♪
[cheers and applause]
[soaring instrumental music plays]
[cheers and applause]
♪ Honey, I'm so high ♪
♪ Lost my way ♪
♪ Honey, I'm so wild ♪
♪ Bound to fail ♪
♪ Ooh-ooh ♪
♪ Ooh ♪
♪ Have you ever been Dancing through the fields? ♪
♪ Thinking to yourself This is too good to be real ♪
♪ Ha-a-aha-aha-ah ♪
♪ Have you ever seen A castle in your dreams? ♪
♪ That's what it sometimes Feels like to me, oh-oh ♪
♪ Ha-a-aha-aha-ah ♪
♪ And I know now Every part of me says you ♪
♪ So, I'm letting go of Everything I know is true ♪
♪ Honey, I'm so high ♪
♪ Lost my way ♪
♪ Honey, I'm so wild ♪
♪ Bound to fail ♪
♪ Ooh-ooh ♪
♪ Ooh ♪
♪ Have you ever been feeling so alive? ♪
♪ Thinking to yourself This is too good to be right ♪
♪ Ha-a-aha-aha-ah ♪
♪ I can break the rules But never these chains ♪
♪ If you don't love me now You probably never will, oh-oh ♪
♪ Ha-a-aha-aha-ah ♪
♪ And I know now Every part of me says you ♪
♪ So, I'm letting go of Everything I know is true ♪
♪ Honey, I'm so high ♪
♪ Lost my way ♪
♪ Honey, I'm so wild ♪
♪ Bound to fail ♪
♪ Ooh-ooh ♪
-♪ I'm telling you ♪ -♪ Ooh-ooh ♪
♪ Ooh-ooh ♪
♪ And I know now Every part of me says you ♪
♪ So, I'm letting go of Everything I know is true ♪
♪ Honey, I'm so high ♪
♪ Lost my way ♪
♪ Honey, I'm so wild ♪
♪ Bound to fail ♪
♪ Ooh-ooh ♪
♪ Honey, I'm so… ♪
♪ Ooh-ooh ♪
♪ Ooh ♪
[song ends]