"YOU FUCKING QUEER!"
"WHAT THE HELL IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN YOU BLOODY ARSE!"
"John. I was alright when you had a kid and fine when you got with Yoko, but leaving The Beatles? How FUCKING could you!"
"The Beatles are dead Paul! Get used to it!"
"The last thing I wanted to do, was leave The Beatles because that would mean being away from you. And know you're fucking leaving and..."
"You think I wanted to? You were fucking pushing me away! You pushed us all away! With all your bloody solos and shit. Someone had to break the ice and it wasn't going to be fucking Ringo or fucking George. You think they were gonna stand up to you? Not a fucking chance!"
"You think this is all my fucking fault? What about you and fucking Yoko coming to the studio? John we had a rule! No fucking girls in the studio! Especially not hippie fucks."
"That's my girlfriend you're talking about!"
"So what? We never let Linda in! Or Pattie! Or Maureen! Or Cyn! Why is Yoko any fucking different? Oh right, she's not!"
"Well none of you had the balls to let a girl in!"
"That's because it was a fucking rule!"
"Rules are made to be broken Paul!"
-uncomfortable silence-
"What happened to us John? We used to be happy. Young and in love. I miss that."
"Well were not young anymore, and after this I don't think I'll be happy for a while."
-Paul chuckles-
"What about the love part?"
"What about it? We're going our separate ways. We've all got our solo careers. And you've got Linda and I've got Yoko."
"What if I don't want Linda. What if I want you."
"As much as I love you Paul, I know that's not true."
-Paul chuckles-
"I was at your wedding Paul. You love her. And I love you so much that...I'll let you go. Be with Linda, Paul."
"But John..."
"No Paul. You'll be with Linda and that's that."
-Paul chuckles-
"Always the stubborn one, aren't you?"
-they laugh-
"You should know more than anyone."
