Luyện nghe bài hát Crinsk Dee Night

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 they--
Paul:
Hey! Listen!
Paul: It's all changed, now, Brian. They're not that, no actors.
John: all changed, now.
Brian: But this is what I wonder. In those days, the actors used to say their best bits left on the cutting room floor. Did you find that?
John: No, no, no, those were the good bits in the film. You have seen the rest.
Brian:
Rubbish!
Brian: Was it,
Even worse, yes.
Brian: Who was
Oh, Paul.
I see.
Paul: I think John was the worst.
No, it was you.
Paul: Oh, Ringo was very good. He was. He's a lad.
Brian: He was. They're he's a new Charlie Chaplin. Do you think that's right?
He was miming.
Paul: You, too, Jason.
Oh, yes, he's an old one. Okay, Ring?
Brian: Beginning to like that. Now, then--
All right, John. Can you hear me?
Paul: Can you him? Hello!
Brian: Not really. I not. I hope not!
We brought you the flowers, Ring.
Brian: not allowed to talk.
Eh?
John: We you the flowers.
Oh, good.
And the grapes.
Ringo: Oh, I grapes.
He likes grapes.
George: been to Portugal.
Brian: Guess who's, guess who's top of the in Portugal, then.
Who?
Los Beatles.
John: Los Beatles? Great, laugh.
Brian: I don't suppose you the title of your film in Portuguese?
No. Crinsk dee Night?
Brian: Could be. Let's hear the number, we?
Right.