Tell Me What You See

Love Me Do

It was later that Friday afternoon that the film crew had gathered at a secret location. Trailers formed a line, as the cameramen positioned themselves, and props where set up for the filming.

Paul stretched his back, pulling his arms over his head. God, it was cold he thought. Even in his warm coat, he could still feel the chill. He curiously watched the crew set up and asked questions about the different equipment. He saw John walk up out of the corner of his eye.

"Changing jobs are we? Gonna be a film maker Paulie?" John chuckled, as the cold ran through him.

"Y 'know I fool with abstract films. I just figured I could get some ideas for something new is all." He answered, still watching the cameramen, equipment and what they were doing. John watched too, trying to see what Paul found so fascinating about the whole thing. He just wanted to get it done, get warm, in a club perhaps and have a few pints, along with a woman.

Paul finally looked at him. He saw the look on John's face and knew his thoughts instantly. After being together for so long, they all tended to do that, read each other's thoughts. Paul laughed, " Can't wait for the club, can you mate."

"Yeah well this is all well and good, but I'm bleedin cold. I see Ringo and George just pulled up. You think we could get young Mr. Harrison to join us tonight?" John smiled, nudging Paul on the shoulder as he watch the other two walk up to them.

"We bout ready to start then?" George asked as he nodded hello to the other Beatles.

"I think so. The direct said if we were all here that we could start in five minutes. He said it would take several days to do this one and then several more to do Penny Lane, at least that's what he told me." Paul gave them the run down that he had gotten. .

"Now don't be a posuer Richard. We all know yer the actor of the lot." John teased him.

"Shove off John. Yer just jealous of me talent." Ringo smiled back at him.

"I think you got him there mate." George laughed.

The director signaled that they were ready to start the filming. It took a long time to shoot just a few scenes. The boys had snuck in the back of a trailer for a fast joint to take the edge off. Filming was repetitious, and they knew it, as they did the scenes over several times. The cold was getting to all of them and at ten o'clock they called for another break.

Paul went up to the director, " You think much longer then?"

"Just taking a look at the daily here to see what we have. You can have a look if you want." The director offered him.

"Yeah, sure." Paul said, excited at seeing them.

"If there good, we'll wrap up for today, or should I say tonight." The director laughed as he led Paul to the trailer.

John got a hot cup of tea and brought one over to George. He figure George was just as cold and he wanted to ask him about the club that night. George sat on a chair near the trailer they were using. John approached him and held out the tea to him.

"Here got ya a nice hot cuppa." John waited for George to take it.

George placed his hand on the cup that John offered. His hand touched John's and he couldn't move. The world slowed down, as he watched John's mouth move, nothing came out. He couldn't hear him. The real world slid away, and the vision world appeared to him from the electricity he felt from John's touch.

He saw a vivid picture of John arguing with someone in that big window he always saw in his dreams. John was furious with whomever it was he was fighting with. He could see him yelling. He then looked around and noticed he was in the studio, and Ringo was talking to Mal and Neil. He turned back to the window and tried to focus on who John was fighting with. When the connection was broken as the door slammed and the vision was broke.