Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Really rotten?
(LIVELY CHATTER AND LAUGHTER)
Brian, that's you.
Why did you come all this way?
I'm going to be late.
♪ Nothing really matters
JOURNALIST: I hope he sees this
That's his name.
That's quite a cool riff, actually.
I'm blue in the face trying to get him to take a break.
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JOHN: Get a drink, Rog?
It's almost perfect.
Don't you think I sound like shit?
(CHUCKLES)
Hmm, right.
(LINE RINGING)
Roger, take it easy! Take it easy!
Been a while.
(BREATHES DEEPLY)
Can't get enough.
I see you and Paul are getting along quite well.
(PLAYS INTRO TO BOHEMIAN RHAPSODY)
(COUGHS)
And not you.
Freddie, what's wrong?
You're bloody right I am.
I Dub Thee Cookie Monster
Please.
is when I'm with you.
We'll know the bloody difference.
Who even is Galileo?
Stamp to this beat.
FREDDIE: We're all doing our bit
(CRAZY LITTLE CALLED LOVE PLAYING)
It's funny, really. This is what I always settle for.
Hello?
and we'll go and punch a hole
No, he's got all your balls in a vice.
Get up.
♪ To the sound of the beat
that there were so many.
Freddie! A question for Freddie.
BRIAN: You can shove your gold disks!
We don't do disco.
Well, I didn't want to make it too easy for you.
Freddie, you in there?
magicians, Zulu tribesmen, contortionists...
I hired a bunch of guys.
concerning your lack of sexuality?
BRIAN: Jim.
Get out!
Worldwide?
Of course you do.
What's it about, anyway? Bloody Bismillah?
I do have to say the tape is wearing out.
I actually think the single's Love of My Life.
what do you mean by the line...
And you're astrophysics, aren't you?
I...
(SINGS OFF-TUNE)
Oh, Mary. No, he can't talk right now.
if any of you...
How could you?
- Bass? - No, you don't need it.
Crazy, cross-dressing Freddie.
I'm gonna take care of you now, Freddie.
we're not going anywhere with this.
No.
Six bloody minutes.
Come on.
ROGER: Go on, roll the track.
(REID CHUCKLES)
But that's years, Freddie. I mean...
Cake is always good.
"I love you, Mary, but I need space."
to get my bitchy little vocal cords in order...
(SINGING DOING ALL RIGHT)
ANNOUNCER: Her Majesty...
He's got a big ass, too!
for the good of their health.
ROGER: It's not little, Brian.
it's by Queen.
What do you think, John?
Perhaps I misunderstood.
Loyalty's so important. Don't you think, Dominique?
and I'm stuck in the middle of nowhere,
FREDDIE: We have to go, Mum.
Well, an asshole, basically.
- They're dying to meet you. - (SNIFFS)
♪ Steve walks warily down the street
You're not thinking clearly.
♪ Radio ga ga
- Oh, did I? - Mmm-hmm.
PAUL: But, Peter, you might be right.
Freddie fucking Mercury.
Come home.
(GUITAR SOLO)
(BRIAN SCOFFS)
John Reid called today.
That's three months' wages.
My parents died in a fiery wreck.
It's a different matter in the court
♪ I've had my share of sand kicked in my face
I've signed a deal with CBS Records.
(UNDER PRESSURE PLAYING)
but you couldn't say it.
Get your ass out of my car! Get out!
from EMI saw us recording.
Maybe it's not strong enough?
How much do you think we can get for this van?
But we've had some interest from CBS Records...
Where's Mary?
- Mum. Mum, Mum. - Mary...
I didn't know Freddie knew Kenny so well.
(SINGING NOW I'M HERE)
♪ Radio ga ga
Fruit flies.
(CLEARS THROAT) Listen to me now.
two more men hear the grim news...
Miko's next door.
(CHUCKLES) Not possible. Anything over three minutes...
- Take it easy, Fred. - What's next?
He's working day and night, constantly.
100,000 people at Wembley...
- (CARS HONKING) - (SLAMS DOOR)
It's a 20-minute set. Everyone gets the same.
That's what he said.
It's a rock and roll record...
Well...
Name your terms.
I don't understand why we can't simply perform live.
For right now...
You'll forever be known as the band who lost sebastian bach
Kashi...
♪ Every night, every day
My darlings...
♪ Are you ready, hey Are you ready for this?
Isn't it amazing?
FREDDIE: No, don't misunderstand, darling.
What are you complaining about?
I suppose.
to the average person...
You should have told me.