just
when they do something extraordinary.
Soph, just be careful, okay?
Okay.
And bigger. And bigger. And bigger.
With claps, and:
Ready to spin. And:
Well, that was fun.
It was, it was, it was.
Except for those potatoes.
What I imagine eating insulation
would taste like.
So Cora tomorrow?
Yes, tomorrow, 10:00,
her studio, 19th Street.
- Should I meet you there?
- That would be fine.
Although I was gonna take a cab.
And seeing as I live
further uptown than you...
...I could, theoretically, pick you up.
You could if I was on the street
at, say, like, 9:40.
I would probably see you, depending
how brightly you were dressed.
I'd wear orange
so you couldn't miss me.
You could get some road work done
while you wait.
Well, goodbye and thank you. Thank
you very much for this. I enjoyed it.
- And thank you for your support today.
- Thank you. Today was great.
- It was.
- Okay. Bye.
Goodbye.
- Goodbye.
- Goodbye.
I want you to hear the new intro
to "Way Back Into Love."
So imagine this:
Instead of just starting the song
with the piano...
...we get this heavy Indian thing going,
very rhythmic.
Derek, give me a beat:
Steamy and sticky.
Way back into love
She's been living
With a shadow overhead
She's been sleeping
With a cloud above her bed
Go Cora, go Cora
Cora Corman and Alex Fletcher
Got a new song that's gonna getcha
Way back into love
Way back into love
Way back into love
You know, I think that I will get
some wheatgrass after all.
- You don't like it?
- No. No, no, no, it's not that.
She had her eye on that wheatgrass
since we came in.
What you're doing,
that thing there, is great.
It's steamy and it's sticky, you know.
Which is... One is normally enough,
but the combo's just amazing.
C, time for the press shoot.
I really like what we came up with.
Oh, and add another verse.
It doesn't feel like the song ends yet.
Another verse? Right.
That would be an honor, C.
I'm having a little pre-recording-session
party at my place.
I want you both to come.
Great.
I think though, that...
That there... But wait...
Cheers. Thanks a lot, Ray.
Thanks, Derek. Nice one.
Don't speak. Don't say anything.
You didn't actually like that orgasm
set to the Gandhi soundtrack, did you?
Well, I thought it was,
you know, horrible.
I mean, it simultaneously destroyed
two musical cultures in under a minute.
We have to tell her.
No, no. I don't think we do.
Honestly, if she wants to dance,
let her dance.
I don't understand. Wait. I'm sorry.
I don't understand.
Your heroes, the Beatles, Smokey,
they would never let this happen.
That's a completely different thing.
They were geniuses.
They wrote dinner. I write dessert.
No. You're better than dessert.
That's why I'm gonna tell her
what I think at the party.
- You are not gonna do that.
- Yes, I am.
- No, you are not.
- Yes, I am.
In that case, you are no longer invited.
What? She invited me.
She invited us, as a team.
Now that we disagree,
we no longer present a united front...
...and are thus un-teamed
for the purposes of the invitation.
So are you going?
- I might. I don't wanna be rude.
- I don't wanna be rude either.
You don't think
that telling the hostess...
...that she's destroyed
two musical cultures is rude?
I'm enrolling you in charm school.
I have to say what I think.
I can't work this way.
You can't work this way?
You've been a songwriter for six days.
God created the universe in six days.
And he never had a hit. Okay, he did.
He had "He's Got the Whole World in..."
I'm going to the party.
You are not going to the party.
You, young lady, are grounded.
You're grounded. Come back here.
- Please. I'm a little bit desperate. Please.
- I'll see you there.
You won't. You won't because
you're not invited. They won't let you in.
- Hey, Ray.
- Alex, my man.
- How are you?
- I'm good, man. How you doing?
So is Sophie here?
You know what?
I haven't seen her. Yeah.
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