OK, that's lunch, everyone.
INDISTINCT CHATTER
I'm sorry about this, Mr Grant,
but apparently there's a problem with the crop-dusting plane.
Don't tell me, let me guess. Hitch wants a cameo as the pilot?
Could he even fit in the cockpit?
Careful, Jimmy Stewart called him pork chop once,
Hitch kicked over a chair.
Wake me when they're ready, would you?
Oh, and your agent's in there.
Frank? Came to the studio?
I thought he was banned for wolf whistling Doris Day.
Frankie, what brings you...?
Who the hell are you?
My name is Dr Timothy Leary.
All right, what's the big idea?
If I could have just a minute of your time.
Lecturer in clinical psychology at Harvard.
Since when did shrinks have to sell door-to-door?
I'm not selling anything.
I wanted to ask you about LSD.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Well, you said that LSD brought you closer to happiness
in Good Housekeeping magazine,
-and this one. -Tittle-tattle.
I wouldn't wipe your backside with that, let alone mine.
And by the way, I publicly deny ever giving that interview.
So you never said LSD helped you come to terms with your childhood?
Unless you want to come to terms with my lawyer, your minute's up.
Please, I'm not a journalist.
I just want to understand how LSD affects the mind.
-I said your minute is up. -Look...
I know the pain you're in.
Forgive me, Dr Leary,
But you don't know the first thing about me.
I know your father left you.
So did mine. I know you grew up thinking your mum was dead.
You did give those interviews, didn't you?
INDISTINCT PA ANNOUNCEMENT
It was a mistake.
Especially giving it to Good Housekeeping.
I'm not exactly...
American Journal Of Psychology.
No, but the recipes are better.
-So why did you give it? -I guess I thought if LSD helped me,
maybe it could help other people, too.
And why did you retract it? I didn't, my publicist did.
I guess it doesn't exactly fit the squeaky-clean image.
Tricky thing to live up to, I imagine.
Everybody wants to be Cary Grant.
Even I want to be Cary Grant.
I always wanted to be Errol Flynn.
Trust me, you don't want to be Errol Flynn.
So why did you start taking LSD?
To feel more like Cary Grant?
I mean, what's it like?
It's hard to explain.
KNOCK ON DOOR Yes?
Sorry, Mr Hitchcock says it may be a while longer.
-You need anything? -Yes, I'll take a director who can work
a little faster, please. I'll see what I can do.
Oh, and one more thing. By the way...
This is it, isn't it? Don't touch that.
It should only be taken under strict -clinical supervision. -Oops.
-You took it? -Well, you said you couldn't explain it.
So you just took it?
You are a doctor, for God's sake.
I only took a few drops.
A few? You're only meant to take one.
You will be picnicking on the moon for the next 12 hours,
and I'm going to have to look after you.
No, you won't, you can just get that cute girl to look after me.
Are you insane? No-one can know about this.
In fact, I'm going to deny this meeting ever took place.
And who knows if it did? We're both dead now.
I know, I know someone as handsome and charming is me dead,
it's a crying shame, isn't it?
What's going on? I'm breaking the fourth wall.
To give you a sense of what LSD is like,
it's like breaking the fourth wall of your mind.
To reveal your true self and your place in the universe.
I should know, I did LSD over 100 times.
Thank you. That's actually documented fact.
Oh, my God. Is this real? Well, I'll tell you what is real.
Thanks. The fact that you in the future will credit me with having
introduced you to LSD.
You did. I mean,
I do... I mean, I will, I will do.
Don't worry so much about the timeline. Here we are, replicating
the set of North By Northwest in 1958,
but I didn't actually start taking LSD until 1959 when I was shooting
Operation Petticoat.
It's a submarine comedy, which thankfully sank without a trace.
Who are you talking to?
I didn't say a thing.
You've just been staring at the floor for the last hour.
But I took LSD, right?
Yes. Is it starting to take effect?
-ECHOING: -I'm not sure.
It's already pretty strange being here with one of the world's biggest
movie stars.
Stars.
Yeah...
it's taking effect.
More delays. Mr Hitchcock now says you won't be needed until tomorrow.
Oh, my God, she should try this.
Her hair is...
is memory.
Your hair, it is memory.
He's a little tired.
OK. Shall I call for your car?
Uh...no, I think I'll be here for a while.
You toddle off home and give -my regards to Mr Marcy. -Sure.
Thank you.
Oh, wow.
These ripples look amazing.
Just the way the liquid moves in the glass, it's
so...
-amazing. -I should hope so, it's an 18-year-old single malt.
Oh, my God, we should go outside.
I bet nature looks fantastic on this.
If you want to see nature, look at this.
The storyboard of Mount Rushmore.
It's from the finale of the movie.
Let's go to Mount Rushmore.
No, we'll stay here.
Safe and sound where nothing can go wrong.
But we have to go there.
Why don't you...drive there?
Honk-honk!
Oh, my God.
I am driving this incredible sports car.
Am I in the car with you?
Yes. You're wearing shades.
Everything is so...
It's overwhelming.
That's the LSD, you create your own world by the powers of suggestion.
I can even smell the... HE INHALES
I can smell the leather seats, too.
That's odd, so can I and I didn't take any.
It's not just for hallucinating, you can revisit your own past,
make peace with it.
That is cool.
Cool. Let's go to the past. Look, it's the next left.
Wait a minute, why can I see the car?
Did you put LSD in my drink?
That was your drink? Oh, you damn fool.
Don't you realise, one of us needs to be in control.
Why? Everyone should try it.
It should only be taken under strict clinical conditions.
Don't be so uptight, it's like an carnival in a bottle,
if everyone took it, it could change the world.
Heavens to Betsy.
Relax, you are the one who wanted me to drive back to my childhood.
Hey, wait a second.
This isn't my childhood.
Oh, my God, it's mine.
BABY CRIES
Wait, so we have driven back in time to your childhood.
My God, this stuff is incredible.
Yes, and thanks to you slipping me a Mickey, I'm stuck here with you.
And his name's not Cary Grant, either.
He's Archibald Leach from Bristol.
Who's that guy? My late father. Drive on.
No way, I want to see this. Always was a bit of a troublemaker.
-That's why he ran away. -Ran away?
You abandoned me.
You put my mother in the asylum, your own wife.
And you abandoned me. I was ten years old, for Christ's sake.
Yes, look at you now. It was the making of you. Besides, I had to
put your mum away, she was doolally.
You told me she was dead.
Yes, now you know she's not, so what are you complaining about?
If you two guys need to talk, do you mind if I drive forward in time
to give LSD to the whole of America? No, you stay right there, mister.
And you, to think you only told me
my mother was alive when I was 31 and you were on your deathbed.
I know.
Someone as charming and handsome as me, dead.
It is a crying shame, isn't it?
The only shame is what you did to my mother and I.
And it haunts me to this day.
You dozy git, he's buggered off.
My God, he's going forward in time to give LSD to the whole of America.
Get back here, Leary.
Shoot his tyres out, you wazzock.
One last thing about tomorrow's location shoot in the cornfield...
OK. Would you like me to peel that for you?
Everyone should try,
it's the potion of revolution.
Well, that's good to know.
Thanks.
-Oh, Mr Hitchcock. -Is he still in there or has he gone home?
No, he's gone.
Field...
..of corn.
Cornfield.
THEY LAUGH
BIRD CRIES
Are you Kaplan?
Leary.
You shot the tyres out of the car, so I'm catching a bus to the '60s.
Is that so?
That's funny, why is that crop-dusting plane dusting
where there ain't no crops?
I've no idea. And who's that guy?
I'm the auctioneer from the auction rooms scene in North By Northwest.
But we are in the middle of a cornfield.
Well, that's hardly my fault, is it?
Now, what am I bid for this beautiful replica
of the Statue of Liberty?
Which dates from the McGuffin dynasty
and secretly contains enough LSD for the entire 1960s.
I bid to use LSD as a tool for social transformation.
APPLAUSE
Well, thank you to the gentleman in the anachronistic kaftan.
Any other bids? Preferably actual money.
Going once, going twice...
I bid that LSD be administered by doctors for therapy only.
And I say forget the doctors and give it to the people.
Do you really want everyone taking LSD, dropping out?
There will be no doctors, no teachers,
society will collapse and you know it.
I am sold on that argument.
The statue filled with LSD goes to that housewives' choice,
Mr Cary Grant.
Thank you. I'll cut you a cheque.
Funny, why is a crop-dusting plane dusting where there ain't no crops?
That's what I said.
And why has it got the face of an old woman on the front?
-Mother? -Why didn't you look for me, Archie?
Not again, I was ten years old, mother, for Christ's sake.
Thanks for the acid, Cary. Sorry your mom's a plane.
Get back here. See you in the '60s!
Because of what happened to me,
you've got serious trust issues.
I tried to make relationships work, Mother, I really have.
Stop it, Mummy!
Stop it, Mummy.
What are you doing? I'm on the television.
-That's nice. -I'm turning on the youth of America.
Got to stop you.
Lose my job.
..I'm familiar with that kind of thing and so...
LSD can help you to turn on the full power of your mind, to tune in,
see all the problems of racism, sexism, the bomb,
and drop out of it into a world of love and peace.
I've got a piece for you right here, Leary.
Now hand over that statue.
Oh, my God, it's Cary Grant.
Hello there, sweet pea.
You're like my mom's favourite.
Thanks a bunch. You might want to shave those armpits there, Missy,
you look like the Wolfman.
Don't subjugate her, man. Look at you, Mr 1950s, in your stay pressed,
repressed, three-piece cage.
I'm no square. I could loosen up with the best of them.
There. That should do it.
Oh, yes, you're a real Janis Joplin.
What are you? A feminist?
No, you're just another tom cat, Leary.
You don't want to change the world,
you just want the panties dropping as fast as the acid.
I do want to change the world, but I am also a sexual being.
So were you, so why not give in to it?
Here's a beautiful girl right here.
Or a beautiful guy.
Hold on a second, that was just a rumour.
Randy Scott and I were nothing more than friends.
Now give me that statue. I can't do that, man.
Don't make me do something I don't want to do.
Are you sure it's something you don't want to do?
Well, actually...
Now you mention it...
Hey! Get back here!
Give me back my acid, you son of a bitch.
I'm not fighting you, Leary.
Not without a stuntman. Well, I'm not fighting you, man.
I'm a pacifist.
Give me that LSD. Stop right now, LSD is legal.
If you give it to everyone, they'll ban it.
You will be branded the most dangerous man in America.
You will see the inside of 29 different jail cells.
That's true, he really did.
It will end your life as a tie-dyed punchline.
I don't care, at least I fight for what I believe in.
I don't see either of you two Marys doing any fighting.
At least I didn't have 600 slaves, Thomas Jefferson.
He fornicated with a good many, too.
Jealousy is an ugly emotion, Abe.
Watch the hair, watch the hair.
Sorry, man. But LSD is the only way to change the American dream.
Oh, come on, you can see the future from up here and so can I.
Your dream of revolution dies.
Did someone say revolution?
It dies with the '60s.
In Kent State, when the National Guard gunned down those students.
No, it doesn't, look at the '70s, look at the freedom of expression.
Look at the '80s. How did your hippies express themselves then?
In shopping carts. Your dream turns into a consumerist orgy.
Look at all the good things that came out of the counterculture.
-All the negatives. -The peace -movement. -Dream catchers.
-Civil rights. -Starbucks. The internet.
Oh, God, the internet?
OK, the music.
Oh, come on, the music, really?
I'm quite partial to a little Steppenwolf.
Great band. I met them once, funny story...
I'm sorry, Dr Leary, but the LSD stays with me.
And the counterculture never happens.
Thank you. And goodnight.
If you've been affected by any of the issues in this programme,
go to www... No, wait, the internet doesn't exist.
Up next, highlight of today's heterosexual pride parade,
and then our documentary series about the longest serving butler
in the White House, Barack Obama.
You see what happens when you take away the counterculture?
Is that what you want? No, of course not.
But neither do I want an entire decade of chaos.
-What's wrong with that? -Because my whole childhood was chaos.
My God, the only way to escape it was to become this person,
this Cary Grant.
You never escaped, you little maggot.
You think I'm not free of you, Dad.
You?
You'll never be free of me.
-ECHOING: -Me...me...me...
Archie.
Let it go, Cary.
Here, Dad, try some LSD.
It'll get the '60s off to a flying start.
Oh, that's gotta hurt.
Good on you, son.
MUSIC: Ode To Joy by Beethoven
MUSIC STOPS
Oh, my God.
That was like...
Like...
Told you.
Hard to explain.
Well, I guess I'd better be going.
This has been...
It's been... You're welcome, Tim.
Oh, one more thing. What's that?
What's it like?
You might get the odd flashback.
♪ Let the sunshine
♪ Let the sunshine in
♪ The sunshine in
♪ Let the sunshine
♪ Let the sunshine in
♪ The sunshine in
♪ Let the sunshine
♪ Oh, let it shine Let the sunshine in... ♪
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