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