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Ian: Here it is, lads! „Smell The Glove”…gather round.. Where’s David?… David, David, get up here!
Derek: David, „Smell The Glove” is here. Hello, Jeanine.
Ian: The moment we’ve all been waiting for…Here we go, plenty for everybody…here you are.
David: I never thought I’d see…I never thought I’d live to see the day.
Ian: What do you think?
Derek: Is this the test pressing?
Ian: No, this is it, yes, that’s right…
David: This is „Smell The Glove” by Spinal Tap….
Ian: That’s „Smell The Glove” that’s, that’s the jacket cover, it’s
going out across the country in every store.
David: This is the compromise we made…this is the compromise you made?
Ian: Yes.
Derek: Is it going to say anything here, or here along the spine?
David: It’s not going to say anything?
Ian: No, it’s not going to say anything.
Nigel: It’s going to be like this, all black…
Ian: No, it’s going to be that simple, beautiful, classic!
?: Does look a little bit like, you know, black leather…
Derek: You can see yourself in… both sides.
David: I feel so bad, I feel so bad about this…
Nigel: It’s like a black mirror.
David: Well, I think it looks like death…it looks like mourning. I mean it looks…
Ian: David, David, every, every movie, in every cinema is about death; death sells!
Nigel: I think he’s right, there is something about this, that’s that’s so black, it’s like; „How much more black could this be?”
and the answer is: „None, none… more black.”
David: I think, like you’ve, like rationalizing this whole thing like
into something you did on on purpose. I think we’re stuck with a
very, very stupid and a very, and a very dismal looking album,
this is depressing.
Nigel: David!
David: This is something you wear around your arm, you don’t put this on your fucking turntable.
Nigel: David, it’s a choice.
Ian: I frankly think that this is the turning point, okay? I think,
I think this is…we’re on our way now.
Nigel: I agree, I agree…
Ian: It’s time, time to kick arse!
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