Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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