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# You never have to feel that the
night is yours alone

# Rushing through the stars

# Captivated by the worlds beyond

# You are alone

# It's a small world

# And you've grown. #

- # The greatest love of all

# Is easy to achieve

# Learning to love yourself

# It is the greatest love of all

# Because the greatest love

# Is happening to me

# Because the greatest love is inside
of me

# I believe that children are the
future

# Teach them right and let them lead
the way

# Show them all the beauty they
possess insi-i-i-de

# Give them a sense of pride

# And make it easier

# Na-na-na-na-na, neh-neh

# Let the children's lau-au-aughter

# Remind us how it used to be

# I decided long ago

# Never to walk in anyone's shadow

# If I fail If I succeed

# As long as I live as I believe

# No matter what they take from me

# They can't take away my
dignity-y-y-y...

# Because the greatest love

# Is happening to me... #

Bloody 'ell.

Buggers.

- BANGING ON DOOR

- That ought to do it.
- Ken, are you there?

You moaning git.

Wind your neck in.
- You lazy pig. What's up?
- Give us a break.

- Hang on, hang on...

- It's half past.
- Bloody hell, Tommy. You been
sponsored by Accurist?

- Good timekeeping too much to ask for
these days, is it?

- # He came into my life

# And now he's taken over

# And it's beautiful

# He's simply beautiful... #

- It still tickles you, that one,
doesn't it, Ken?

- Mild, Tommy?
- Aye.

- How are you, pal?
- Surviving.

- Who, me? Oh, I'm fine, thanks(!)

- Charlie Taylor snuffed it last
Friday.
- Did he?

Charlie Taylor.

Poor old bugger.
- 77, he were.

And he'd never once been to t'seaside.

- £1.54.

- All my mates are dropping like
flies.

You never know when the grim reaper's
going to come knocking.

Do you, Ken?

- I'm thinking of making this happy
hour, Tommy. What do you think?

- Piss off.

an' all. He's married to a woman.

- Lawrence Llewellyn-Bowen?

Never!
- He is.

- Whatever next?

being one of them gays.
- He's not.

But I bet he helps them out when
they're busy.
- I'm going for a bath.

- OK, love.

my room cleaning this week.
- Right.

- She has more baths than Cleopatra.

Then she'll have another bath,

and our poor Kenneth's downstairs on
his own, grafting away.

- Do you want a crisp, Tommy?

- No.

did nothing.
- You know what I mean.

- Can't he take on more staff?

- That's what
- I
- said. But he won't pay 'em. He's
saving up.
- What for?

- Well, they're off to Crete again.
Holidays abroad don't pay for
themselves.
- No, they don't.

so... End of story.

That's what's happening, Winnie.

He's working all the hours God sends
so our Melanie can have an expensive
holiday. Not fair. Not fair at all.

- Are they taking you again, Jean?

- Yeah. Hopefully.

Joe. Guinness?

- Not unless he's playing hide and
seek with Tommy.
- All right, Tommy?

Joe.

- You're early. Have you got the
apprentice clocking you off?
- Yeah. Foreman had a dental
appointment.

- What time did he go?
- 30 seconds before me.
- Hey-hey!

- I cut it a bit fine. Nearly overtook
him coming out the car park.

JUKEBOX: "This Charming Man" by The
Smiths

so I need to put some overtime in.

# Punctured bicycle

- # On a hillside, desolate

# Will nature make a man of me yet? #

Would you like a shamrock, Joe?
- They look nowt like shamrocks.

on. But just one leaf. I'm gagging.

- Good lad.

- Ooh...

- # I would go out tonight... #
- Bloody hell.

- # ..But I haven't got a stitch to
wear... #

The Smiths. This Charming Man.
- Label?
- Rough Trade.
- Year?
- 1983.

- Correct!

He's a daddy!
- Top marks.

- Bitter?
- Please, Ken.

- He knows. He's been waiting round
the corner.
- Let me get in the door!

- Busy day at work, Duffy?
- Snowed under.

- I'm the same.

- £4.20, Joe.

- There you go.
- Lovely.

- Cheers, matey.
- Good health.

Oh, aye.
- Just the chap.
- Did you say "one for yourself"?
- No.
- I didn't think you did.
- Nice try.

- You never know your luck in a big
city.

There you go, crabby arse.
- Cheers, pal.

- Hey, have you lads got your names
down for the big boys' beano?
- No. Where is it this year?

- York.

Hang on - let me turn this shite down.
- Hang on!
- Whoa!

- York, Saturday 26th. Breakfast here
at 10.30,

a few pints, get on the bus, over to
York races, a few spondulix on the
gee-gees, a few more pints,

back on the bus, stop off on the way
back at the world-famous Bamboo Club.
- Now we're talking!
- Whooo-oo!

- Top comedian, top up with ale, top
of the bill - two sisters. Pole
dancers. Guess what they're called.

- What?
- What?
- Twin Cheeks!
- ALL: Wey-hey!

# It's such a perfect day

# I'm glad I spent it with you

# Just a perfect day... #
- Hang on - I'm not finished yet.

Just when you think the evening's over
and Tommy's Viagra kicks in, it's back
for a lock-in! Up for it?

- I'm up for it now!

- To the Regiments!
- ALL: I wish I was there!

- Get your name on there and don't put
Donald Duck again.

- I love Crete.

I can spend hours in the old town
square just staring at the locals.

- It gives me a chance to unwind

and do nothing for a couple of weeks.

You'll have a week in Scarborough,
will you?
- Bill won't go anywhere else. I'm fed
up of it.
- I bet.

- Same place for the last 14 years.
- I know.

- All the rooms need decorating, and
the food's never been anything
special.
- That's no good, is it?
- No.

I don't think his sister likes us
stopping with her.
- Wagon Wheel?

- No, thanks!
- Hello, Eddie. Hiya, Joan.

- Ken.
- Eddie. Joan.

A pint of bitter and a Guinness and
black?
- Please, Ken.

- Would you like a shamrock, Joan?
- Yeah, if it's no trouble, Ken.
- Not for you, love.
- One for you, Tommy?

- No, thanks. I'll stay on my own.
- Righto.

Oh...

I see they've...er, put temporary
traffic lights at Samuel Street, Ken.
- What?
- Yeah, traffic lights.

Resurfacing it. Cordoned it off, they
have, from the top of Piper Street,
past McVities, to the bank.

There's talk it's all going to be
one-way now. Hmm?

- Hey-up, it's the aerobics girls.

first, Ken.
- Your heart's not in it.

- You're...
- Two gin and tonics?
- Slimline, Ken.
- Of course.

- Yes, If George Clooney doesn't call.

- Um...

- Thanks, love. £4.75, please.

up to the bank.

left down to the traffic lights,

come back on myself and rejoin it at
the bottom of Asquith Street.

- BUZZING

- It's the back door. It might be
Michael Aspel for you.

All right, Phil, Nige?
- Ken.
- Usual?

- Yes, please, Ken.

- Sit yourselves down, lads. I won't
be long.
- Take your time, son.

- It's going to put at least ten
minutes on my journey time, Ken.

What about you, Ken? How will it
affect you?
- I don't give a shite. I didn't
listen to a word you said.

Give us £4.60, cock.

- Right.

Righto.

Exactomundo.

Turn that nonsense off, Nige.

Come on, Ken. Chop-chop!

- Right, who's got the short straw,
then?

- I have. The Coke's for me. I'm
driving.
- Right.

- You'll have a wee chaser, Ken?

- What time are you working till,
lads?
- A couple more hours now. Time for
this and a quickie in The Oak.

- Right.
- You been busy today, Ken?
- Snowed under. What about you?

- You make your own work in this game,
don't you?
- Right.

Friday, we've a Boddingtons promo.
We're OK for after time, aren't we?
- OK, but keep the curtains closed.

Night of the Proms.
- Point taken.

but he's right about the curtains.

- You're OK with us, but if one of
them rookies clocked it...
- I know.

- You need O levels these days to be a
bobby. What's that about?
- They're OK doing dissertations,

but when it comes to real coppery,
they haven't got a clue.

- How's school going, love?

- School? It's not school now, Winnie,
it's university.
- It's not university, Nana, it's
college.

- Well, it's all t'same to us, in't
it, Winnie?
- Yeah, it's all the same to us,
Melanie.
- It's going OK.

Nana, can I have your disabled badge
for town?
- I don't know where it is. Your dad
had it at the bank.

No! You had it after that. When you
went shopping.
- I'll find it.

- Ooh, Winnie, I meant to show you
something. What have I done with it?

- What?
- Hang on - it's here somewhere. Here
it is.

What do you make of that?

oldest.
- Oh, whatever possessed him?

Oh, Jean.
- I know.

- Oh, poor Reenie. And I only saw her
last Wednesday.

Oh, she doesn't deserve this. She's a
lovely woman, Reenie. I've got a lot
of time for her.
- So have I.

What must she be going through?
- How embarrassing.

else does, for Reenie's sake.
- Yes.

Do you want to take it with you?

Melanie to dummy some photocopies.

At university.
- Ohhh...

- Did you hear about Gyro Jim on
Thursday?
- No.

I tell this one, love?
- No, Eddie.

He was drunk as a skunk where you are,
Tanya.

Next thing, he gets on his mobile and
rings up the Peking Palace.

He orders chicken and eggy fried rice.
He asks if they deliver.

They said, "Yes." Ten minutes later,
he goes round there.

He says, "Did you get that order for
10 Churchill St?" They said, "Yes."

He says, "Well, seeing as you're
going, can you give us a lift?"

You're joking?
- The best of it is,

his chicken and eggy fried rice on the
way home! ..On the way home!

- < Hey, only Gyro would do that.

- Oh, I'm not having that.

I'm offended.

I said, "I'm bloody offended."

- Oh, they've not been writing about
you and John on the toilet again?

- No. It's Ken's sign in the gents.

ends causing a build up of piss.

It says, "Would you like to fish them
out?"

Have you got one in the ladies'?

- Well, it's nothing to do with me -

apart from the build-up of piss.

- How do you know?
- You don't smoke.

- Well, I'm still offended, mind.
We're not back at school, are we?

- Yes, Eddie?
- Packet of dry roasted, please, Ken.

- 50p, cock.
- 50...um...

Exactomundo.

Did you hear about the off licence on
Burton Street, Ken?
- What?

- It was done over last night in the
early hours.
- Did you get anybody?

breaking in and phoned 999.

The station radioed us, but we were
picking our Katie up - she'd been in
town with her mates.

By the time we'd dropped all them off
home, they'd got away. Scum!

- Bloody scum.
- That's what we're dealing with -
scum.

- Keep your eyes peeled. They're
off-loading the booze and cigs in the
pubs.
- OK.
- All right.

class.
- Aren't you working tonight?

- I was hoping to have the night off.
- You had last night off.
- Please?

- Mel, you have more nights off than
Father Christmas.
- Please?

- Go on, then!
- Oh, thanks, Dad.

in here selling dodgy booze and cigs,
have you?
- Only you, Dad.

- Bugger lugs!
- Have you seen it, then? It's in
there!

- Do you need another one? We can sort
that out.
- It'll be here somewhere.

Let the dog see the rabbit.

Where are you going anyway, love?
- Seeing my mum and then the pictures
with Liam.
- Say hello to your mum.

- Of course.
- I suppose Liam will be meeting you
inside the pictures, will he? The
tight git.
- Dad!

He's not tight. We always split it.
- He should be paying for the
privilege of having you on his arm!

There you go. And get a drink with
this.

- Oh, you're OK, Dad, I'm fine.
- Come on, that Kia-ora rum that Liam
gets is not going to last you all
night.

- Oh, thanks, Dad. I'll see you later!

- And, hey...remember... keep your
hand on your ha'penny.

Sorry about that.
- Another night off? You're too soft
with her.

Festival in here. She's a good kid.

- I don't think she's a kid any more,
Ken.
- Don't remind me!

- Is she still serious about finding
her real dad?

- Yeah.
- Is that why you're being as soft as
shite with her?

- Hey, if I'm ever seven storeys up on
a window ledge, I hope it's not you
two they send to talk me down!

Do you want a top-up, Nige?
- Oh, go on, just a little one.

Hey, this isn't from the off licence
robbery, is it, Ken?
- You know me better than that, lads.

Have you got any idea who did it?
- We got a tip-off from a grass.

It's a gang from the Lowfield Road
estate.
- It's like Beirut there, ain't it?
- Is it? I don't know.

We won't go there. And if we do, we
don't stop. The light's on and we're
straight through.
- I don't blame you.

- Keep your eyes peeled, Ken. They're
going round the pubs off-loading it.

The grass was definite about that.
- Will do. No prob. Who is the grass?

- Can't reveal that, Ken. He's in the
witness protection programme.
- Is it, Rudy Pace?
- Yeah.

- All right, Janice?
- Joe, will you do me a favour? Will
you mind Calvin while I go up to
aerobics?

no trouble. He's asleep.
- I'm no Mary Poppins. I'm having a
pint!

- I've got to get my figure back. His
dad won't look at me.
- You don't know who the dad is!

- No. But I fancy for his dad won't
look at me.

- Bloody hell!
- Kids need a father, Joe.
- Oh, I know.

- Please, Joe, I won't be long.

- No.
- Please?

- Go on, hurry up.
- Thanks. You're a star.
- Aye.
- Hiya, Duffy.
- Hi, Janice.

- If he wakes up, his bottle is under
his pillow. Oh, and, Joe, not near the
baby, eh?

- Bloody hell!
- Thanks, Joe!
- Anytime, Janice!

- What's she like - her?
- If this is yours, how come I'm
looking after him?
- Don't spread that about.

out. You can't call a knee trembler

found out.
- She's not going to know.

- Let's hope not, eh?

a fact. Good chance he's yours.

- No chance.
- Bet your odds-on at Ladbrokes!
Hey-hey-hey!

Could have had a bet on yourself. Pity
they weren't open.
- They were.

- # As long as he-e-e-e

# ne-e-e-eds

# me-e-e-e-e! #

Just like that, Winnie.

The audience went wild!

for Footballers' Wives.

Nige has just reminded me.

- What about Reenie's lad in the
paper?

- I know. She'll be mortified.
- Yeah.

- I feel sorry for her. I like Reenie.
- That's what we were saying.

- That's what we were saying, Ken.
Let's hope not many have read it.

passed it round the bar last night.

What sort of person would do that?

You'd think they had nothing better to
do with their lives. Make sure it
records, Mum. See you in a bit.

- SHE EXHALES

Oh...

- Bloody hell, Eddie, you've only just
been, haven't you?

and often with me now, Duffy.

Should watch my prostate.

- Want me to turn a tap on for you?
- No, I'll be OK. Takes longer when
I'm stood next to someone.
- Right.

- Hmm...phew, I've...um... been
filling Tommy in about the roadworks
up on Samuel Street.

Oh! Oh, there she goes! They've
cordoned it off from Piper Street,

past McVities, up to the bank on
Birdhall Lane.

Have you seen it, Duffy?
- No, never watch Newsnight, Eddie.
- They've got temporary traffic
lights.

Causing havoc, it is. HAVOC!
- You just pissed on your shoes,
Eddie.
- Have I? Oh, right.

There's talk that it's going to be all
one-way when it reopens. Did you know
that?

- I'll be dining when I get home,
Eddie!

- Did you know that, Joe?
- No, Eddie.
- I'll have to go left, down to the
traffic lights, come back,

of Asquith Street.
- Right, Eddie.

- It'll put an extra 10 minutes on my
journey in the morning.

- That's no good, is it?
- Oh, is it heck!

What about you, Joe? Will you get
stuck in it going to work?
- No, I usually get the TRAIN!

- Would you say the trains are more
reliable, Joe?

- Leave me alone, Eddie, I'm having a
SHIT!

- Right. Right-o.

Um...don't be expecting Joe back just
yet, Duffy. He's having a shit.
- Cheers, Eddie.

- Joe's just having a shit, Joan.
- Oh, is he?
- Yeah.

- That happened to my missus. She went
to see her sister for a quick brew.
She'd been in two minutes,

it down the path with a car stereo

in broad daylight!
- Bloody hell. Did she report it?
- Well, what's the use?

- You're right. It's terrible, isn't
it?
- Anyway, see you soon, Ken. We'd
better get off.

Ken.
- Night, lads. See you soon.

MEL:
- Three, two...heads up!

- Fancy a game of cards, lads?
- ALL: Yeah.

- What's that?
- That's a baby, Ken.

- I can see that, Duffy. Whose is it?
- His.
- Janice has gone to Mel's aerobics
class.

- It's not a bloody creche, this, you
know!
- Try telling her that.

- You don't care, you, do you?

Is that you off, Tommy?
- No, I'm going to urinals for a
smoke!

- I wouldn't put it past you!

Bloody miserable old sod! He can bring
his marigolds in tomorrow and fish
them out himself!

- Dad, whose is that?
- ALL: His!

- My class is getting bigger. You'll
have to move your train set.
- Bloody hell, Mel.

- Train set?! You didn't tell us about
your toy train set, Casey Jones!

- It's a hobby.
- It's for five year olds, Ken.

Hey, you lot, he's got a train set
upstairs! Thomas The Tank Engine!

- Hey, it's a proper Hornby.

- Steam locos or modern diesels?

- I don't want to talk about it,
Eddie!

- # Time flies by When you're a driver
of a train

# And you ride on the foot plate There
and back again! #

Choo-choo!

THEY LAUGH AND THE BABY CRIES

- Are you happy now? You've woke the
baby up. That's all I bloody need!

I'm going for a piss.
- Aaah.
- Oooh.

- Oh, dear.
- That controller's got a cob on.

He didn't like it.
- Don't worry, Joan,

Better get Janice.

- Right! Who is it?! Eh?!

Who wrote "Wanker" on my sign?!

- # Rushing through the stars
Captivated by the worlds beyond

# So far...unknown...

# ..Floating in a car, past the gates
that must destroy that calm

# You are alone

# It's a small world And you've grown.
#

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