BraneStorms
BraneStorms
for the future . . .
BraneStorms
BraneStorms
for the future . . .
“If you want to see the sunshine, you have to weather the storm.”
Weather or Not?
Weather or Not?
Forecast: Scattered BraneFreeze
Weather or Not?
Weather or Not?
Forecast: Scattered BraneFreeze
BranePedia
BraneFreeze
[breyn-freez]
noun
Analysis paralysis, writer's block . . . and uh . . . what's the third one? . . . I can't . . . sorry . . .
“Oops.”
vs.
BraneWaves
[breyn-weyvz]
noun
The ‘narliest hang-tinfoil epicosity imaginable.
“Huh, huh. These are BraneWaves, bruh. Lose the board and use your noodle instead. Huh, huh.”
“I think, therefore I am . . . I think.”
Surf's Up!
Surf's Up!
That's a good sine
Surf's Up!
Surf's Up!
That's a good sine
ATTACK OF THE WIENER MAN
OFFICIAL ANIMATED MUSIC VIDEO | HERE COME THE MUMMIES
Get ready for the world’s longest dick joke!
EL PASO
(UN)OFFICIAL ANIMATED MUSIC VIDEO | Marty Robbins
Don’t ask me why, I just love the song
A L I E N A P P E N D A G E
ANIMATED muppet parody
Kermit gets stiff-armed, Miss Piggy gets even
The Cymbals of Love
ANIMATED movie | Various Artists
Drums and a dream, and a heavenly scheme
Attention all drummers (guitarists too!)
How would you like to see a movie starring John Bonham and Keith Moon as guardian angels who are dispatched from Heaven by the "Drum God" Buddy Rich, himself?
You would? Me too! And that's why I wrote the script for it!
Join Bonzo and Moonie, along with an inspiring cast of everyone's favorite drum heroes, on their quest to fulfill a youngster's drumming destiny.
Bobby
© Bobby's Brane for script, title logo, and illustrations | illustrations by Kelly Moriarity
Music soundtrack is available upon request
THE CYMBALS OF LOVE
script by
Bobby's Brane
FADE IN: EXT. PARTLY CLOUDY SKY - DAY ON-SCREEN TEXT: I played my drum for him. I played my best for him. PAN DOWN: EXT. FARM - DAY A colorful butterfly flutters into a colorless panorama. A rickety old tractor CLATTERS overhead into view, seemingly in hot pursuit.
♫ 'Get Rhythm' edit ♫
Johnny Cash
♫ Hey get rhythm when you get the blues
Come on get rhythm when you get the blues
Get a rock n' roll feelin' in your bones
Put taps on your toes and get gone
Get rhythm when you get the blue ♫
A scruffy middle-aged farmer (VERNON) mans the helm as the gap between insect and machine steadily closes until the radiator fan inhales the delicate creature with an audible B-R-R-R-R-R-R-T! The farmer doesn't appear to notice, or maybe doesn't care.
♫ A little shoeshine boy he never get slowed down
But he's got the dirtiest job in town
Bendin' low at the people's feet
On a windy corner of a dirty street
When I ask him while he shines my shoes
How'd he keep from getting' the blues
He grinned as he raised his little head
He popped his shoeshine rag and then he said ♫
He continues onward, traversing the field and on into the barn, passing by an old pitchfork on his way inside.
♫ Get rhythm when you get the blues
Come on get rhythm when you get the blues
A jumpy rhythm makes you feel so fine
It'll shake all your troubles from your worried mind
Get rhythm when you get the blues ♫
DISSOLVE TO:INT. FARMHOUSE KITCHEN - DAYA middle-aged housewife (OPHIE) is busy maintaining her kitchen's order, pausing briefly to increase the radio volume before quickly returning to her many chores. Dancing about, she occasionally smiles down at her baby boy as he merrily patters away on the pots and pans arrayed around him on the kitchen floor.
♫ Get rhythm when you get the blues
Come on get rhythm when you get the blues
It only costs a dime just a nickel a shoe
It does a million dollars worth of good for you
Get rhythm when you get the blues ♫
♫ (song ends) ♫She switches off the radio and fetches a pair of wooden mixing spoons for the boy.
OPHIEAre you Mama's little drummer boy? Yes you are! Here you go. Why don't you try it now with these. Okay, you just enjoy your little self. Mama's gonna be right back!
She exits the kitchen so that he may experiment freely. Tapping here and there, the youngster makes his way tentatively around the assorted cookware.
But things do not go well. After turning in a sad performance of fits and starts and fumbled spoons, his frustration begins to mount with every setback.
As an epic meltdown looms, something catches his attention! In between sniffles and snorts he detects a deep and muffled rhythmic pattern emanating from the radio.
♫ 'Hot For Teacher' intro and edit ♫
Van Halen | Alex Van Halen
The pattern builds in volume and then repeats, building and repeating, over and over.
The radio morphs into a stack of speakers! The stack morphs into a mountain! The mountain EXPLODES! ALEX VAN HALEN emerges from the fiery debris surrounded by a full compliment of drums and cymbals!
At the song's guitar break Alex unveils a pair of wooden mixing spoons and flips them with a grin, revealing butt ends engulfed in flames.
He launches back into the song.
♫ (song ends) ♫Everything: Alex, drums, flames, debris, etc., reverse-morphs back into the radio.
Revelation! Epiphany!! Breakthrough!!! The baby boy inverts the spoons and fixes his grip. Immediately, he can feel the difference. That's it! That's how it's supposed to feel! He readies himself and takes a deep breath before launching into his own spirited pots and pans solo.
Concluding with a flourish, he twirls a spoon and flings it skyward, where it hangs briefly before tumbling down, rebounding off the floor at his parents' feet.
BABY BOY (gleeful)Boom, boom!OPHIEOh, Vernon! Can you believe it?VERNONMmm, mmm. I sure hope he doesn't think...he's gonna become one of those. OPHIEOne of those whats, exactly?VERNONOphie, you know exactly what I'm talking about.OPHIEWell, I don't think he needs to become anything at all. It's obvious to me he's a natural. A natural born dru...VERNONDon't!...even say the word, Ophie. You'll give the boy ideas. Now look, I'm serious as a cyclone about this. All that bangin' around nonsense has got to end. It's got to end right now. Right here and right now!Vernon reaches down and yanks the remaining spoon from his son's grasp and picks up the other one from the floor. The boy WAILS as Vernon waves the spoons at Ophie.
VERNONAnd that...will be the end of that.OPHIEUh uh, Vernon. You saw what just happened. He's got talent, that boy does!VERNONNow, Ophie. That's the last I want to hear about it. The world has got more than enough starving musicians. We're not about to add another one to the list.OPHIEI can't believe this! He ain't even two yet, and you already got him beggin' for handouts like some kind of hobo...or...or...gypsy!VERNONDon't be so dang dramatic. I'm only being realistic. 
OPHIEOh, please! I don't think I've ever seen him so happy before.The boy WAILS even louder.
OPHIEWell, not right this instant, obviously. But he was! Just a minute ago! Right up until the moment you ruined it for him, he was the happiest baby I think I ever saw. And I wouldn't be a bit surprised if he made something like this his...his...his dream!VERNONHis what? Seriously? Let me tell you something, darling. This crazy notion about 'having a dream'? It ain't a real thing. Dreams only happen when you got your eyes closed, you understand? Once you open 'em back up again...honey, dream-time is over!OPHIEBut, Vernon...VERNONBut, nothing! That boy needs to learn about the harsh realities of life as soon as prac-tic-able. And that means right now! You hear me?! And so right now, lesson number one is going to be...(sarcastically to Ophie)Umm, how 'bout givin' me a little drum roll for this.OPHIEVernon!VERNONNever mind that. Here goes...you payin' attention boy? Okay, here I go... (clears throat)Life...is...unfair. Got it? Good. Now leave them dreams inside fairy tales where they belong. I got work to do.Vernon hurls the spoons into the sink on his way out. The back door SLAMS.
Ophie turns and looks down at her baby boy.
OPHIEOh, don't cry darling. Mama's here. Everything's gonna be all right.She fetches the spoons from the sink.
OPHIEHere you go. You just follow your little heart now and forget about all that fussin', okay. If you want to bang around on old pots and pans, well, you just go right on ahead and do it, I say. Now go on and play your mama a pretty song.FADE TO:EXT. THE HEAVENS - DAYJOHN "BONZO" BONHAM floats serenely about, strumming on a harp.
♫ 'Bron-Yr-Aur' edit ♫
Led Zeppelin
Lost in song, Bonzo drifts down to the Pearly gates where KEITH "MOONIE" MOON awaits.
♫ (song ends) ♫MOONIEWwwoooww! That's fantastic, mate!BONZO (startled)Oh, 'ello Moonie! Didn't see you there. You really think it sounds okay?
MOONIE Oh, yeahhhh!BONZOYeah? Well, I gotta tell ya', I've been practicing my wings off.MOONIE (mock pride, wiping his eyes)Uh, huh. And now look at you. My boy, my boy. I think I'm gonna cry.BONZOKnock it off. This was your idea, you know, for us to learn how to play these goofy things. Which begs the question: How's your new vocation coming along?MOONIEMy what? Hey, wait a minute! There's no vacations in Heaven!BONZONot vacation you numbskull - vocation! You know. It's like...uh...a hobby. How's it going for you?MOONIE (holding up harp)Oh, you mean this? Oh, Lordie! Don't ask. I really stink.BONZOHeh, heh, heh...MOONIENo, I mean it, Bon Bon. Thpppppppp. The pits, mate.BONZONooohhhh!MOONIEYeahhhhh!They share a laugh as Moonie strums an out-of-tune chord. In the background, big band drumming begins.
BONZOWhoa. There's the bossman now. I guess you got his call too?MOONIEThat, I did. And jeez was he bossier than usual. He started off the conversation by yelling at me for a bit. And then he says, "Oh, and about tomorrow? Make sure you get your keisters here by 9 AM...sharp!" BONZOHeh, heh, heh. That's a pretty good impression you got there. Maybe that should be your new vocation.Bonzo looks down at the time.
BONZOUh, oh. And right now it's 9 AM...flat. We better get movin'.Bonzo reaches for the intercom. Instantly, the background drumming stops.
BUDDY "THE DRUM GOD" RICH (over the intercom)You're late!MOONIESee what I mean?BONZOYeah, you weren't kidding.BUDDYWell...What are you two dummies waiting for? Get in here!The intercom BUZZES, and the gates open. Bonzo and Moonie enter. The gates SLAM shut.INT. BUDDY'S "OFFICE" - DAYBonzo and Moonie enter with halos in hand and approach BUDDY seated behind his "desk".
BUDDYPlease. Have a seat, boys.Buddy claps twice and two drum thrones pop up from the cloud. Bonzo and Moonie sit. Buddy smiles, then spots one of the harps.
BUDDYWhat the devil is that?MOONIEWhat's what, boss?BUDDYThat. And that! Are those guitars?BONZOMmmm...not really.BUDDYClose enough! Get rid of 'em!MOONIEAw jeez boss. It's no big deal. We swear!BUDDYNo big deal? And swearing too!
Buddy stands up and claps twice, sending his drums down through the cloud followed by DISTANT CRASHING and SCREAMING.
BUDDYHaven't I taught you knuckleheads anything up here? Don't you remember anything I've told you?BUDDY (clears throat)We, dedicated members of the rhythmic community, comprise the foundation that supports the entire musical edifice. Now granted, guitar players get most of the credit (and all the dames for that matter.) But even they know who to truly thank (though they'd never admit it.) We must rejoice in our collective anonynomini...ahh, forget it. Where was I...oh, yeah...so, we must remain satisfied with the tacit understanding of our indispensability. We...BONZOYeah, we already know those things, boss.BUDDYDo ya' now, John Boy?BUDDY (seizes the harps)Somebody oughta outlaw these things!Buddy tosses them off the cloud followed by distant CLANGING and SCREAMING.
BONZO and MOONIEHeeeeey!BUDDY (clapping hands)Now that that's been taken care of, let's get down to business. Let's see...where do I begin...ah, yes, your next assignment.The angels' faces drop.
BUDDYWhy so glum fellas? Did I neglect to mention that your next assignment will also be...your last assignment?BONZOCome on, boss. You can't be serious? Our last one? Forever?MOONIEAnd ever?BUDDY (smiling)Amen.BONZOYou're kidding, right?BUDDYI wish I were gentlemen. Nope. You've almost made it, and if you manage to pull this off, you're golden. Of course, that depends upon your ability to actually accomplish this one simple task - with no screw ups! If you two can manage to do that, you'll have finally earned...Buddy retrieves and flashes two solid gold wing pendants.
BUDDY...your wing pinsBONZO and MOONIEOhhhhhh! Yessss! Yes!Bonzo and Moonie exchange fake punches and high-fives.
BUDDYOkay, okay. Settle down. Now. Listen up. Here are the basics: There's a kid down there who's lost his way and needs a little help finding it again. It turns out that what he needs is just the kind of thing we specialize in. Now, make yourselves comfortable. I want you to watch a little presentation that should make the issue at hand crystal clear. Afterward, feel free to ask any, uh...intelligent questions.Buddy claps twice and a projector and screen pop up from the cloud.
MOONIEOooo, a movie! I just love movies! Can we make popcorn?BUDDYShut up! And pay attention!Buddy claps twice again. The sky turns dark and threatening, and the projector CLACKS to life...
♫ 'It's Gonna Get Better' ♫
Genesis | Phil Collins
Montage of key events in the young boy's turbulent life are cut together with closeups of PHIL COLLINS' performance.
♫ Reach out, hands in the air, don't care ♫
♫ Just what they're saying ♫
♫ Hold out, just keep on hoping against hope
It's gonna get better ♫
♫ Don't worry, there's no hurry for you
For me everything's gonna come around
Shout out, someone will listen to you, to me ♫
♫ Someone's gonna see ♫
♫ He calls me over, calls me brother and I know...
SNARE CRACK! ♫
♫ Always fighting and moonlighting, it never ends...
SNARE CRACK! ♫
♫ In the city, if you're all alone ♫
♫ There's a sister and she's standing next to her man...
SNARE CRACK! ♫
♫ In the darkness you feel the sharpness of steel ♫
♫ And it's always there...
SNARE CRACK! ♫
♫ In the city, if you're all alone ♫
♫ Reach out, hands in the air,
Don't care just what they're saying ♫
♫ Hold out, just keep on hoping against hope
It's gonna get better
Don't worry, there's no hurry for you
For me everything's gonna come around ♫
♫ Shout out, someone will listen to you, to me
Someone's gonna see ♫
The poster hung before him reveals his naïve ambition: a real life "Buddy's Rose Garden" drum kit to call his own, the attainability of which seems more and more remote with every passing day.
♫ If it's gonna get better, it starts with a feeling
If it's gonna get better, it's gonna take time
If it's gonna get better, we've gotta start now ♫
For the time being, the boy makes do with improvisation and fantasy.
♫ Cause I know everybody can feel it
And I know everybody will see it
Cause it shows, and that shows I'm not dreaming ♫
♫ Cause you know, I know, it's time for a change ♫
Alas, even those modest ambitions are thwarted in the end.
♫ (song ends) ♫The movie finishes and the sky brightens.
BUDDYWell, whataya think gentlemen?BONZOI think I'm gonna kill that old bugger.MOONIEYeah, he's dead.BUDDYSettle down. Nobody's dying. Well...not yet at any rate.
Buddy claps twice and the projector and screen fall back thru the clouds, following by DISTANT CRASHING and SCREAMING.
BUDDYYou see fellas, nothing makes me happier than watching a youngster discover his percussive potential. That kid has got it, in spades. Now, I don't know who on Earth authorized the use of my likeness, but you gotta admit...that's one handsome drum set he's wishing for. But, as you can see, there's a minor obstacle in the way...the old fart in overalls.MOONIEHeh, heh, let me guess, boss. You want us to 'persuade' dear old dad to have a change of heart, right?BONZO (with relish)Sure, boss. Accidents happen all the time on farms: People fall out of barns and bust their kneecaps. Arms get caught in threshers.Moonie nods enthusiastically.
BUDDYNo...Nooo! Do you see this?(yanks halo)Do you see these?(yanks wings)You can't do that anymore! You're representing something bigger than yourselves now. Look, don't screw this up! I want this situation rectified, and as long as you don't coerce, blackmail, intimidate, or violate dad...Mr. Moon...you're free to use whatever means at your disposal. This is important! That kid has found his voice, and it's the beat of a familiar drummer. And right now he needs a guardian angel, sooo...I'm gonna give him two for the price of one. Do we have an understanding?
MOONIE (saluting Benny Hill-style)Aye, aye, captain!BONZO (like a pirate)Arrrrrrgh! BUDDY (deadpan)Okay, here's the dossier containing all the boring details. Learn it. Live it. Blah, blah, blah.BUDDYWell, whatya waitin' for? Get outta here!Bonzo and Moonie turn to leave.
BUDDYStop, stop! By the way...correct me if I'm wrong, because I don't want any confusion. If I'm not mistaken, I am the boss. Am I not mistaken?Bonzo and Moonie nod affirmatively, then shake heads side to side, then nod and shake their heads out of sync.
BUDDYGood. And if in fact that's a fact, I reserve the right to make unreasonable demands. And as it turns out...(smiling)I have one...Bonzo and Moonie roll their eyes.
BUDDYIt's not so bad, I promise fellas. Okay, are you ready for it?MOONIEDo we have a choice?BUDDY (smiling)Of course not.BONZOWell then, I guess we're ready.BUDDY Good. Here goes: bring back the pitchfork. To me.BONZO and MOONIEHuh?BUDDYYou heard me correctly. Actually, it's a very simple request. The old man's a farmer, right? And so what do all farmers have in common?...Anyone?...BONZOCows?BUDDY (deadpan)You're an idiot.MOONIE (sheepishly)Pitchforks?BUDDYThaaat's right. Nice job, Mr. Moon.Moonie smiles smugly at Bonzo.
BUDDYSo, if that's the case, the old man's got to have one as well, and that means it's laying around down there somewhere. It's your job to find it.(sigh)I really couldn't give you an easier task, gents. Okay, let me spell it out for you one more time: First, straighten out the boy. Second, bring me back the pitchfork. Even you two dim-wits can figure it out. Now why are you still hanging around here? I thought I told you to get out already!MOONIEBut, wha...BUDDYOut!DISSOLVE TO:EXT. OUTSIDE PEARLY GATES - DAY
MOONIEA pitchfork?BONZOHe's a really old man.BUDDY (over intercom)I heard that!The angels turn and shrug at each other and prepare to fly away.
MOONIE (as they fly off)If he's so old, why's his hearing so good?BUDDY (over intercom way behind them)I heard that too!BONZO (replying to Moonie)Hmm? Did you say something?MOONIE (exasperated)Nevermind. Well, what do we do now? We have to get those wing pins!Bonzo and Moonie pause mid-flight to contemplate matters.
BONZOWait! I got it. I've got an idea. Follow me. I'll explain on the way...
♫ 'Get Off Of My Cloud' edit ♫
The Rolling Stones | Charlie Watts
MONTAGE OF BONZO AND MOONIE HEADING TO TOWN AND "SHOPPING" AFTER HOURS AT VARIOUS RETAILERS FOR NEW DUDS AND DRUMS IN ORDER TO CARRY OUT BONZO’S PLAN.Meanwhile, CHARLIE WATTS lays down the groove from on high.
♫ I live in an apartment on the ninety-ninth floor of my block ♫
♫ And I sit at home looking out the window imagining the world has stopped ♫
♫ Then in flies a guy who's all dressed up like a union jack
And says, 'I've won five pounds if I have his kind of detergent pack' ♫
♫ Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
Don't hang around 'cause two's a crowd on my cloud, baby ♫
♫ The telephone is ringing, I say, “Hi, it's me.
Who is it there on the line?” ♫
♫ A voice says, “Hi, hello, how are you.
Well, I guess I'm doin' fine.” ♫
♫ He says, 'It's three a.m., there's too much noise.
Don't you people ever wanna go to bed?' ♫
♫ Just 'cause you feel so good, do you have to drive me out of my head? ♫
♫ Hey! You! Get off of my cloud ♫
♫ Don't hang around, baby, two's a crowd ♫
♫ (song ends) ♫FADE TO:INT. FARMHOUSE - STORMY NIGHT
INT. TELEVISION STUDIO - STORMY NIGHT
BONZO (softly)I ain't positive, but I think the subject's ready.Moonie affirms this and walks away.
BONZOOkay. Let's get started. Hit it!... 
♫ 'Won't Get Fooled Again' extended keyboard intro edit ♫
THE WHO
TV ANNOUNCER (VO)Some call it the Rolls Royce of rhythm. Others proclaim it a paradigm of percussion. It's slick. It's sleek. It's everything you could want in a drum set - and more! From hand-hammered Turkish cymbals down to hand-sharpened Texas spurs, no other drum-maker dares to compare. Even the late great Buddy Rich, himself, has given this wonder his most enthusiastic posthumous stamp of approval. Place an order today, and you can have this unforgettable collection of exquisitely crafted 10-ply rosewood shells and double-braced hardware home delivered at no extra charge! This is a limited time offer so you must act right away. Every Buddy's Rose Garden kit comes complete with timbales, timpani, temple blocks, wind chimes, crotales, bell tree, orchestra bells, tubular bells, MORE COWBELLS THAN THE COMPETITION!, a triangle, and a gong. But looking is not the same as listening. Let me introduce you to one of our associates who is going to regale us with a demonstration of this magnificent work of art!
Moonie rolls in on the toms, then brings in the snare and the rest, rounding it out with a resounding CRASH!
♫ Yayyyyyyyyyyyy! Meet the new boss, same as the old boss ♫
♫ (song ends) ♫
INT. TELEVISION STUDIO - STORMY NIGHT
MOONIEWhat just happened, mate?BONZOUh, I think the fish just fell off the hook.MOONIEOh, noo! Nooo! This is terrible!Moonie kicks over a cymbal stand.
BONZOEasy mate!MOONIENo! No! No!Moonie kicks and throws a different piece of the kit with each utterance...
MOONIEWe'll never get our wing pins now.BONZOMoonie! Stop! Moonie!MOONIENo! No! No!BONZOWait a minute. Wait! You're killing the drums!BONZO (excitedly)Wait! Moonie. You're a genius! Move over. Lemme help.INT. MASTER BEDROOM - STORMY NIGHTOphie watches TV from bed as Vernon enters.
VERNONYou ain't never gonna believe what just happened!OPHIEWhat's that?VERNONI 'bout fell for one of them infomercial deals. I tell ya', Ophie. I don't know what got into me. And you'll never guess what fer?OPHIEHmmm. Don't tell me. Let me guess. Let's see...um...was it for a new drum set?VERNONHow'd you kn...?Ophie motions to the TV.
BONZOAnd now for the savvy shopper, we bring you this snappy little number...♫ 'Rock & Roll' end solo ♫
LED ZEPPELIN | JOHN 'BONZO' BONHAM
Ophie is left dazzled when Bonzo's demonstration incorporates the entire abbreviated kit in a flash.
OPHIEOh, Vernon, that would be perfect for our boy. He would just love it!VERNONOphie, I'm exhausted, and I got about a million things to get done tomorrow, so let's please not stir up that hornets' nest again right now.OPHIEYou know what? When it's something important - like our child's well-being - it's never a good time for you.Ophie looks over at the TV.
OPHIEHey, hold on a second! Aren't you lookin' to replace that old pitchfork of yours?VERNONI've thought about it some. What in tarnation makes you bring that up?She motions to the TV.
TV ANNOUNCER (VO)...and if you order 'Buddy's Rose Bud' today, we'll throw in a brand new...BONZO (off-camera)Ish!TV ANNOUNCER (VO)...pitchfork at no extra cost! That's a complete starter drum kit for the low, low price of one-ninety-nine, ninety-nine, plus a pitchfork that's just like new...MOONIE (off-camera)Mostly!TV ANNOUNCER (VO)...absolutely free of charge! 555-DRUM. Call now!VERNONGimmick. Classic bait-and-switch, trust me. Waste of money all around.
VERNONWhataya writing down there?She doesn't respond, so he turns off the TV and climbs into bed.
OPHIEYou know, one of these days you're gonna have some serious regrets I tell ya'.VERNONGoodnight, Ophie.VERNONOphie, lemme ask you something...OPHIEWhat's that?VERNONWhen'd we get a color TV?OPHIEGoodnight, Vernon.FADE TO:INT. THE BOY'S BEDROOM - STORMY NIGHT
His dream sequence includes happy flashbacks and drum hero appearances, but it devolves into a nightmare when his father pays an unconscious visit.
♫ Medley Part I | 'The Spirit Of Radio' edit ♫
RUSH | NEIL PEARt
♫ Medley Part II | 'White Room' Intro ♫
CREAM | GINGER BAKEr
♫ Medley Part III | 'Driven To Tears' edit ♫
THE POLICE | STEWART COPELANd
♫ How can you say that you're not responsible?
What does it have to do with me?
What is my reaction, what should it be? ♫
Jolted awake with newfound purpose, the boy realizes his destiny resides elsewhere, and determines to meet the challenge. After hastily jotting a farewell note and gathering up a few essentials, he prepares to depart for lands unknown.
♫ Confronted by this latest atrocity
Driven to tears, driven to tears, driven to tears ♫
♫ (song ends) ♫FADE TO:EXT. TELEVISION STUDIO - STORMY NIGHT
♫ 'Heart Of The Sunrise/Yours Is No Disgrace' medley and edit ♫
YES | BILL BRUFORD
Bonzo and Moonie run into a snag after their broadcast and have to make a run for it.
INTERCUT WITH THE BOY ON BICYCLE STARTING HIS JOURNEY.
♫ (song ends) ♫FADE TO: EXT. “THE BIG CITY” - SUNRISE
♫ 'Time' edit (no drum intro) ♫
PINK FLOYD | NICK MASON
♫ Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day ♫
The boy lucks into an impromptu apprenticeship with SLIM JIM PHANTOM.
♫ You fritter and waste the hours in an off hand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way ♫
MONTAGE OF THE BOY'S "BIG CITY" ADVENTURE INTERCUT WITH HIS PARENTS' DESPERATE SEARCH FOR HIM.
♫ Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun ♫
Vernon wrestles with his own broken dreams as he contemplates his son's ambitions.
♫ And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking
And racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death ♫
♫ Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time is gone the song is over, thought I'd something more to say ♫
♫ Home, home again
I like to be here when I can
When I come home cold and tired
It's good to warm my bones beside the fire ♫
The parents' faces are fully revealed for the first time by way of parody. Sadly, it also advertises Vernon's same old pitchfork.
♫ Far away across the field
The tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spells ♫
♫ (song ends) ♫FADE TO: INT. THE BOY'S BEDROOM - NIGHT
♫ 'Golden Slumbers' ♫
THE BEATLES | RINGO STARR
♫ Once there was a way to get back homeward
Once there was a way to get back home
Sleep pretty darling do not cry and I will sing a lullaby ♫
♫ Golden slumbers fill your eyes
Smiles await you when you rise
Sleep pretty darling do not cry and I will sing a lullaby ♫
♫ Once there was a way to get back homeward
Once there was a way to get back home
Sleep pretty darling do not cry and I will sing a lullaby ♫
FADE TO:INT. THE BOY’S BEDROOM - SUNRISEAfter groggily wiping the sleep away, the boy sits up and looks across the room and is reminded of his disappointment...
♫ 'Carry That Weight' ♫
THE BEATLES | RINGO STARR
♫ Boy! You're gonna carry that weight, carry that weight a long time
Boy! You're gonna carry that weight, carry that weight a long time ♫
He angrily climbs out of bed and tears down the poster and hastily stuffs it into the trash can.
♫ I never give you my pillow
I only send you my invitations ♫
He jumps back under the covers just as Vernon pokes his head into the room, bearing a scrapbook filled with old clippings and memories.
♫ And in the middle of the celebrations I break down ♫
Vernon sits down with his son and begins to share his own painful past with him, including his early baseball heroics, and subsequent dream-dashing heartache. At some point he recognizes the poster stuffed in the trash instead of where it belongs and freezes mid-sentence. He bows his head briefly, then slowly rises up.
♫ Boy! You're going to carry that weight, carry that weight a long time
Boy! You're going to carry that weight, carry that weight a long time ♫
Vernon ambles over and carefully retrieves it, flattens it out, and replaces it on the wall. He turns to his son, smiles, and waves him closer, indicating he wants them to leave together.
SMASH CUT:
♫ 'The End' ♫
THE BEATLES | RINGO STARR
♫ Oh yeah! All right!
Are you gonna be in my dreams tonight? ♫
MATCH CUT TO:
Utilizing various household and sports-related items, all the featured drummers take their turn on air-guitar...
Moonie rounds things out Townshend-style on a familiar old pitchfork.
♫ And in the end
The love you take ♫
♫ Is equal to the love you make ♫
♫ (song ends) ♫♫ The Wizard of Oz | 'End Title' ♫
Herbert Stothart
ON-SCREEN TEXT: Then he smiled at me. Me and my drum.DISSOLVE TO: EXT. THE HEAVENS - DAYPAN DOWN:
♫ (song ends) ♫THE END“Remember to play after every storm.”