Beyond the Lights

This is Radio Anthem UK.

MPs have rushed a ban on land mines in just five hours.

Former secretary Robin Cook says it will be a tribute to Princess Diana

before the anniversary of her death.

And the weather:

There will be a few showers in the north tonight, some heavy.

Overnight lows down to about nine degrees.

Tomorrow, a bit of sunshine in the north, with some showers.

Anthem UK News, I'm Aziza Walker.

Sorry, we're closed.

Um...

My name's Macy. This is my daughter, Noni.

I'm Felicia. It's nice to meet you.

I'm off tomorrow, but I can probably get her in on Monday.

- Oh, no, that's not gonna work. - Well, babe, it's gonna have to.

It's my birthday. I've got plans with my man.

Happy birthday.

Thank you.

She's singing in a talent contest tomorrow

and I don't know what the bloody hell to do with her hair.

- Grandma? Aunties? - No, it's just me.

Can you just... just show me something really quickly, please?

What are you singing?

- "Blackbird." - Nina Simone?

It's going to be a fast lesson.

Take a seat, pretty girl.

Oh, my goodness! You didn't even get the comb all the way through.

Well, I can't get the comb through it.

OK, OK.

Oh, you did so good.

...Erica Johnston.

...Noni Jean! Noni!

- Little Tammy Toulson! - (APPLAUSE)

Come on, now.

- (AUDIENCE MURMURS) - Well...

Ladies and gentlemen, thank you all for coming. Thank you, of course...

Girl was a rhythmless idiot.

See her counting steps?

Bloody hell. Bloody, bloody hula-hooping. It's bullshit!

It is bullshit! It's bullshit!

Chuck it.

Go on, throw it away.

Why, Mommy?

You wanna be a runner-up, or you wanna be a winner?

- (CHEERS AND APPLAUSE) - They just showed your clip.

I'm gonna get you to the spot.

Love the hair.

You guys are supposed to return back to your seats after your performance.

- (NOMINATED SONG PLAYING) - This way, this way.

Imperial Mammoth, "Last One to Leave the Party."

- (NOMINATED SONG PLAYS) OK, I'm gonna need everyone

to clear out of this area. I need everyone out of here.

Just a minute.

Excuse me. Arms up.

Please... - Hold on.

And the Billboard Award for top song goes to...

Kid Culprit and Noni, "Masterpiece."

- (CHEERS AND APPLAUSE) - ("MASTERPIECE" PLAYING)

This is Kid Culprit's third Billboard Award,

and Noni's first win.

Yeah!

- Yo, Drake, can you grab the car? All right.

What up, baby? You good?

- You need to come to Miami with me. - I've got a ton of press.

You know I'm gonna get us in some trouble down there.

And a meeting with the label.

Baby, you just won a Billboard before your first album even dropped.

Hey, they need to be kissing your ass, for real.

Here you go. I'll be back for the concert.

Just keep it tight for me, all right?

There's Noni, there's Kid! Kid!

Right, I've got a meeting with Bradley, so I'll be right behind you.

Can you get down the stairs, please?

Noni, I love you!

Kid!

Noni! Yeah!

Noni, I love you! I want your autograph please.

Oh, my God! I love you, Noni!

Oh, my... Oh, my God!

She scared me.

These kids are turned up, yo.

Our girl's imbibing?

What? Ooh, I'm taking a pic.

Noni! Noni!

Noni! Do you want this?

Noni! Looking good, Noni.

Noni, over here! You look beautiful, baby! Right here.

Oh, my God. Wow. Oh, my God, it's Noni!

She's so pretty.

- (ELEVATOR DINGS) Unbelievable.

You have the worse taste in men I've ever seen.

- Uh-uh. See, that's not true. Yeah, you do. You do.

- I've seen... Ooh. - Whoa. You OK?

Drunk.

Congratulations.

No one walks in after me, OK?

Yes, ma'am.

Noni. I just need a minute.

We actually need to go in there.

She didn't mean us. She meant everyone else.

- We're in a rush, Officer. - Seriously.

What's going on? Why aren't you getting her changed? You've got after-parties.

Noni won't let us in the room, and the cop here thinks he's the bodyguard.

Go and get something to eat. Um, come back in 30.

Can you let me in, please?

Have a great night, ma'am.

Noni?

Noni! Oh, my God!

None, what are you doing?

Don't.

Ma'am, I need you to stand back.

It's very important you stand right here, OK?

Noni?

What's going on?

Can you look at me for a second? Please?

Please?

You still can't see me.

No!

- (GASPS) - No!

Grab my hand.

Grab my hand.

Hey! Hey, hey, hey! Look at me, damn it. Look at me! Listen to me! Hey!

Shit, Noni. Listen to me, listen to me. Look at me.

I see you.

I see you.

Nones? None, come on.

Come on.

Come on, babe, let's go inside. Come on.

Come on.

Let's go inside. Come on.

Come on, honey.

Supposed to be easy money,

babysitting these celebrities.

First time, too, right?

Jesse asked me to cover for him. Anniversary.

You think I can talk to her for a minute? Her mom's blocking...

Hey, wait a minute. You get this looked at?

I'm fine, Pop.

Just need to see her, you know? Check on her.

There's gonna be a press conference in about 30 minutes.

She wants to publicly thank you.

She needs to be in a hospital, not in front of cameras.

She's OK. She just had a little too much to drink and she slipped.

What?

Look, son, that doesn't change what you did.

And they are very... grateful.

You're telling me to lie?

She's written her script.

She's playing her part.

And so will you.

I was celebrating and things got a little out of hand.

So, let this be a lesson to all of you.

Never mix champagne, a balcony and five-inch stilettos.

Um, how does a person fall off a balcony with a four and a half foot railing?

Yeah, she's just here to make a statement...

Officer Nicol, was this a suicide attempt?

Steve, you're not gonna hijack this press conference

with your tabloid bullshit, all right?

He can't answer a simple question?

- (OVERLAPPING CHATTER) Answer the question.

Just answer the question. He was there.

People would want to know.

I was summoned into the hotel room

where I found Miss Jean holding on to the balcony railing.

As I pulled her to safety, it was clear she was inebriated.

- Thank you. - Truth is,

I wouldn't be standing here if it wasn't for Officer Nicol.