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--
Paul: Yes?
John: Hey! Listen!
Paul: It's All Changed, Now, Brian. They're Not Doing That, No Actors.
John: It's All Changed, Now.
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?
John: No, No, No, Those Were The Good Bits In The Film. You Should Have Seen The Rest.
Brian: Yes?
John: Rubbish!
Brian: Was It, Really?
John: Even Worse, Yes.
Brian: Who Was Worst?
John: Oh, Paul.
Brian: I See.
Paul: I Think John Was About The Worst.
John: No, It Was You.
Paul: Oh, Ringo Was Very Good. He Was. He's A Good Lad.
Brian: He Was. They're Saying He's A New Charlie Chaplin. Do You Think That's Right?
John: He Was Miming.
Paul: You, Too, With Jason.
John: Oh, Yes, He's An Old One. Okay, Ring?
Brian: Beginning To Look Like That. Now, Then--
Ringo: All Right, John. Can You Hear Me?
Paul: Can You Hear Him? Hello!
Brian: Not Really. I Hope Not. I Hope Not!
John: We Brought You The Flowers, Ring.
Brian: He's Not Allowed To Talk.
Ringo: Eh?
John: We Brought You The Flowers.
Ringo: Oh, Good.
John: And The Grapes.
Ringo: Oh, I Like Grapes.
Paul: He Likes Grapes.
George: We've Been To Portugal.
Brian: Guess Who's, Guess Who's Top Of The Pops In Portugal, Then.
All: Who?
Brian: Los Beatles.
John: Los Beatles? Great, Great Laugh.
Brian: I Don't Suppose You Know The Title Of Your Film In Portuguese?
John: No. Crinsk Dee Night?
Brian: Could Be. Let's Hear The Number, Shall We?
John: Right.