All Is by My Side Page #2

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you take me with you.

There's nothing down there.

Sh*t.

Better bring me some food.

Thank you.

Don't come back with any more goddamn

white boy albums.

Jimmy.

Jimmy!

FEEDBACK]

GUITAR]

- And you weren't impressed at all?

- He's nothing.

You didn't see the way he plays?

- No, he's less than that. He's rubbish.

- Watch his hands.

Christ.

His hands... are amazing.

He is an incredible guitar player.

It's not like the world's short

on guitar players.

And what was he playing?

A bloody hodgepodge full of nothing.

I'd lose more money on him

than I'd ever make.

- He's brilliant. - Look, what am I to do?

I'm your boyfriend's hire.

When he comes off tour,

shall I inform him...

that you'd have me

divide my time between him and your friend?

Linda, I understand more than you know.

I'm sure I tire of being simply

the Rolling Stones' manager...

as much as you do of being described

as Keith Richards' girl...

as though that were a job description.

Identity is a wonderful thing.

I encourage you to have one.

But for God's sake,

a little discretion wouldn't hurt either.

Come on.

- Linda.

- Have a good night.

- Oh, come on!

- Why should people bother?

Why spend the night coming to see you play?

Do you think that was entertaining?

Do you think it's attractive

to watch somebody picking at their face?

My skin's all messed up.

No one is looking at your skin.

You're standing up there,

and you don't say anything.

And on the occasion that you decide

to talk, it's an inaudible mumble.

- I'm not Keith though.

- I'm not asking you to be Keith.

I'm asking you to go up there

and take the stage...

like you actually wanted

to amount to something.

Yeah.

Okay. Okay.

You know, I've actually run out of people

to come and see you play.

Can you look at me when I'm talking to you?

Please?

I've-I've run out of people.

Th-Thank you, um-

- Does that resonate with you on any

level whatsoever? - Yeah, I hear you.

- Really? I don't believe you.

- I hear you!

Hey, keep it down!

We've still got a show going on.

Thank you! Yes!

You know, I've never been to Harlem.

I go around pitching

rhythm and blues the whole time...

and I've never even been to Harlem.

So you could invite me.

You wouldn't like it.

There's nothing-

There's nothing up there for you.

Running around New York.

She's some kind of just-

Everybody knows about it. Everybody.

They all talk about the two of them.

It's humiliating. Bloody humiliating.

For you, it must be.

And I regret that. I do.

And he's a drug addict. Did you know that?

He has her strung out all the time.

Are you just-

You're gonna let her

run around over in America, her and her-

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