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Trust your feet in Price & Son

Our work is tried and true

Practical, pragmatical

Steadfast and steady too

If you stroll or saunter,
amble, walk, jog, hop, or run

The prudent shoe for you
to choose is Price & Son

You might think beauty
comes in spring and sparrow

Or when the sunrise
hits the morning dew

But if you walk the
straight and narrow

You'll find the elegance
and comfort is a

- Do you know what the
most beautiful thing

in the world is, Charlie?

- A shoe?

- A shoe.

The most beautiful thing in the world

The most beautiful thing
in the world, Charlie

That I know

Sing it, Charlie.

The most beautiful thing in the world

the most beautiful thing
in the world, Charlie

It's beautiful

Four generations have
paved the way before you

You'll be next in line
when my time is through

And there's a saying handed
down I've found of value

That you can tell
about a fella from his

Shoe

The most beautiful thing in the world

The most beautiful thing
in the world, Charlie

That I know, I know

The most beautiful thing in the world

The most beautiful thing
in the world, Charlie

It's beautiful, it's beautiful

- But what if I don't want to make shoes?

- You're a
right funny kid, you are.

Ooh

Ah

The most beautiful thing in the world

The most beautiful thing
in the world, Charlie

That I know, I know

The most beautiful thing in the world

The most beautiful thing
in the world, Charlie

It's beautiful, it's beautiful

Feels like I'm dancing
across the high wire

Or bravely soaring off into the blue

Just like a rocket lifts
with sparks and fire

Feels like the magic
never ends inside these

- Take those things off your feet,

and get inside here, stupid boy!

- Charlie, here are the
shoes I told you about!

Come have a look!

Aren't they the most
necessary things ever?

If you want to slip a ring on my finger,

you'll first slip these shoes on my feet.

- A tad posh for life in
Northampton, wouldn't you say?

- Then good thing we're moving to London!

And won't they make a fitting farewell

to the stink of cattle
farms and tanning leather?

We may have been born
in a small factory town,

but we sure as hell
don't have to die there.

- You see the price?

There's three months' rent.

- Pinch 'em or pay for
'em, that's up to you,

but these shoes are in my future.

To new beginnings

Hello to sunny days

We're upward mobile now

Goodbye to small-town ways

Till it's impossible to find

A trace of what we left behind

And the defining element
is in these shoes

The most beautiful thing in the world

The most beautiful thing
in the world, Charlie

That I know, I know

The most beautiful thing in the world

The most beautiful thing
in the world, Charlie

It's beautiful, it's beautiful

- Your life, your future is
right here in this factory.

You belong here.

- No, I belong with Nicola in London.

- No, you belong here.

- Will you toast my journey?

- But to leave your family and home

for a job shopping in London.

- Marketing!

Dad, Richard Bailey has
offered Nicola and me

positions marketing real estate.

- You're breaking me heart, Charlie.

- Oi, to you, Dad.

- Shoes can protect a man's journey,

but only his heart can choose the path.

And so, a toast to our own Charlie.

May you never fail to
point your shoes back home.

- To Charlie!

Beautiful, it's beautiful

- To Charlie!

Beautiful, it's beautiful

- To Charlie!

These shoes are symbols
of our family history

These shoes will carry
me to where I want to be

Feels like I'm dancing

These shoes are symbols
of our family history

Don't you go anywhere
'cause you belong to me

- You all do realize
you're talking about shoes?

The most beautiful thing in the world

The most beautiful thing
in the world, Charlie

It's beautiful, beautiful,
beautiful, beautiful

Beautiful thing in the world

The most beautiful thing
in the world, Charlie

That I know, I know

The most beautiful thing in the world

The most beautiful thing
in the world, Charlie

It's beautiful, it's
beautiful, it's beautiful

It's beautiful

- God, this flat is dirty
and small and dreary,

and everything about it
needs replacing, except--

- Me!

- The address!

We're in London, Charlie, London,

London, London.

- Where'd you say we were?

- London!

- So you're happy, Nic?

- I'm ecstatic, aren't you?

- I'm happy if you're happy.

- Oh, is that really the best you can do?

- I love you.

- Well, you can always go back
and muck in with your dad.

- And what, make shoes?

That's not what I want.

- What is it you want?

- Sorry.

Hello?

Yes, this is is his son.

When?

How?

Trust your feet in Price & Son

Our work is tried and true

Practical, pragmatical

Steadfast and sturdy too

If you stroll or saunter,
amble, walk, jog, hop, or run

The prudent shoe for you to choose

Is Price & Son

- Your father would be proud to see you

standing here, Mr. Price.

- Oh, cripes, George,
you've known me all my life.

Call me Charlie.

- Price & Son must have
a Mr. Price, Mr. Price.

- I'm glad you brought that up.

Now, you see, my father
always assumed that one day,

I'd take over the factory,
but I never said I would.

- Excuse me, sir, if you could just,

they're waiting below.
- Huh?

- A word or two, sir.

They'd appreciate hearing from
the new head of Price & Son.

- Oh, that's
not really necessary--

- Just a word, sir.

- Oi, oi, quiet down!

The little prince got somethin' to say.

- Hello, hi.

Cheers.

Thanks for the flowers and
the notes, and whatnot.

- Perhaps a word of
encouragement about the future.

- Yes.

Let's keep making shoes,

great shoes.

And good luck with that.

- Wow, that wanker's got a way with words.

- Mr. Price, come quick!

Chambers' have sent back
their entire shoe order!

- After you, Mr. Price.

- Can someone sign so I can
get the rest of these shoes

off me truck?

- Is there something wrong with them?

- Ask someone who cares.

Sign all three copies.

- All right, Pat, I guess we should put

these in the store room.

- The Chambers' winter shoe
order is already in there.

- What are these?

- The Chambers' spring shoe order.

- And we're currently manufacturing?

- The Chambers' summer shoe
order, and it's a big one.

- You telling me we have
a year's worth of shoes

and no one to buy them?

- It started some time back.

Chambers cut down orders,
but cutting back production

would have meant cutting
back workers' hours,

and your father wouldn't hear of it.

- I would have thought he'd told you,

but then you were busy at
university and with your girl.

- Yeah, but what's to be
done with all these shoes?

- Once or twice, your
father sold overstock

to the discount chains.

- So it's happened before?

- Never as bad as this.

- Actually, of late, he
seemed less concerned.

He said he'd settled on some sort of plan!

- Sort of plan?

What sort of plan?

Whoa

Singin' whoa

Whoa

Singin' whoa

Whoa

- Ladies and gents, band's on a break.

Back in five.

Not bad for a discount shoe salesman, eh?

- Really terrific, Harry.

To you.
- To your father, yeah?

He was a gent.

- And to yours.

- Ooh!

Well, mate, I assume you didn't
come all the way to London

just to buy me a drink.

- Yeah, seems like we find
ourselves with 600 pairs

of brogues and no buyer.

- Chambers finally canceled
your orders completely,

yeah, I heard.

- But then I remembered
the time your father

found his stock short, and
my dad, at no small expense,

took on the task of filling the shortfall.

- No fair conjuring ancient history.

- Look, I'll give 'em to you at cost.

Cost, Harry, for old time's sake.

- You see these, Charlie?

I import them from Slovakia and sell them

at a fraction of your cost.

- But they're shite.

A Price shoe will last a man a lifetime.

The poor sod who buys these
will need new ones in a season.

- And I'll be right
there to sell him a pair

at a very affordable price.

- Oi, ever hear the saying
poor people stay poor

because they buy cheap shoes?

- You ever hear the saying
no matter how far down

the wrong road you've gone, turn back?

Selling off inventory's only
gonna prolong the inevitable.

But tell me, Charlie,
is manufacturing shoes

really what you had your cap set on?

- Is selling cheap
imports your aspiration?

- If my life was nothing more than shoes,

you'd find me swinging by
my tie from a steam pipe.

My guitar, my mates,
and music are my escape.

It ain't perfect, but it's what I got.

Remember the pub
where our fathers went

To spend the end of their day

Remember the yard behind the pub

Where we'd run and play

Well, the places we loved
came down with a blast

High rise flats rose up so fast

You can't go back

You can't make it last

You've got to take what you've got

Even when your life is in knots

You take aim, take your shot

Sometimes you've
gotta rewrite the plot

You got to take what you got

You'd always say that
one of these days

You'd get out of Northampton town

You'd always say that
you wouldn't stay

No, you wouldn't stick around

Never knew what I wanted before

Now I'm even more unsure

You can't move on

If you're still in the past

Listen

You've gotta take what you've got

Even when your life is in knots

You take aim, take your shot

Sometimes you gotta rewrite the plot

You've got to take what you got

Everybody's telling me

What I need to be

Change with the times,
move to London town

Or live out a legacy

Well, maybe this time, I take a chance

Leap into the vast expanse

Maybe this time, I seize my destiny

My destiny

- If you're on the wrong road, turn back.

- So you'll help me out?

Thank you, Harry!

- Two, three!

You've got to take what you've got

Even when your life is in knots

You take aim, take your shot

Sometimes you gotta rewrite the plot

You got to take what you got

You've got to take what you got

- You have something to
spare for a thirsty man, eh?

- Here, here.

A Price & Son shoe will
last a man a lifetime.

- Do I look like a man
whose problem is shoes?

- All right, fellas,

let's go easy now.

- However you like it, darling!

We can start out easy
and take it from there.

- I'm all for progress!

- Hey, hey, hey, come now, gents!

I think maybe you've had your--

- And what if I said
mind your own business?

- Let the lady go on her way!

- You can take her place if you fancy!

- Step aside, sir, I
can handle the likes of these!

Lola

Lola

Lola

Lola

- He's not the first man to fall for me,

and I promise, he won't
be the last.

Leave expectations at the door

Just let your eyes explore

My cinematic flair

From my boot to derriere

I got a lacy silken feel

With arms as hard as steel

I am freedom, I'm constriction

A potpourri of contradiction

Leave that humdrum pace of glum behind

Once you walk inside these doors

You're mine

Now let me blow your mind

And like shazam and bam

Here I am, yes, ma'am

I am Lola

And like je suis, ooh-wee

That's me, ebony

I am Lola

Step in, step in to a dream

Where glam, where glamor is extreme

Welcome, welcome to my fantasy

We give good epiphany

So come and take my hand
and welcome to the land

Of Lo

Lola

- No need to be embarrassed.

I like to be looked at,
and you like to look.

I know a way to make us both happy.

Lola, oh

Lola, ooh, yeah

Lola

Got Ginger Rogers savoir faire

With the moves of Fred Astaire

I'm black Jesus, I'm black Mary

But this Mary's legs are hairy

I'm your coco butter bitch

Not just cookie cutter kitsch

I provide the unexpected

With a prize that's undetected

Let Lola lift you to
your highest highs

Let's explore your
flight of fancy tonight

I am gonna treat you right

And like shazam and bam

Here I am, yes, ma'am

I am Lola

And like je suis, ooh-wee

That's me, ebony

I am, hey, Lo, Lo, Lo, Lo, Lo, Lola

Step in, step in to a dream

Where glam, where glamor is extreme

Welcome, welcome to my fantasy

We give good epiphany

Step in, step in to a dream

Where glam, where glamor is extreme

Welcome, welcome to my fantasy

We give good epiphany

So come and take my hand
and welcome to the land

Of Lo

Lola

Lola, say my name

Lola, hey, oh

Lola

So come and take my hand
and welcome to the land

Of Lo

Lola

- Oh!

He lives.

Hello.

They call me Lola because it's my name.

Very sweet, you riding to my rescue.

Very Prince Charming.

- You don't appear to be
in much need of rescue.

- A girl's got to know
how to look after herself.

There are some very
funny people out there.

How's your chin?

Ooh, don't flatter yourself.

I will say one thing for you.

You're hard-headed.

Your jaw whacked my heel clean off.

- Oh, well, I could fix these for ya,

but they're just cheap boots.

- Very expensive boots, but cheaply made.

I'd give my left tit for a
shoe that could stand up to me.

Oh, but it's my curse
to love these things.

- Oh, here, here, please.

Allow me.

- Ooh.

Well, thanks again, mister.

Not to be presumptive,

but you are a mister?

- Charlie from Northampton.

- Well, Charlie from Northampton,

if you'll excuse me, I need
to start the second show.

There's a room full of people

waiting to feel normal by comparison.

But please, feel free to join in the fun.

- Oh, very kind, thank you,
but I must be getting back.

I've got a factory full of folk

need firing tomorrow morning.

- And they call me kinky?

Well, as Oscar Wilde said, "Be yourself.

"Everyone else is already taken."

Lola

Lola

Lola

Lola

- Ladies, gentlemen,

and those who have yet
to make up their minds,

I invite you to look around.

You might see something you want.

- Oh!

- Did you catch that?

I just made a man disappear with one wink.

Oh, what a shame.

My girls so wanted to meet him.

Isn't that right?

Now, don't worry, you're perfectly safe.

My girls are harmless.

But then again, this is live
theater, so you never know.

Leave expectations at the door

Just let your eyes explore

My cinematic flair,
from my boot to derriere

- A two-week notice?

And then what?
- As I've said,

I've found someone to
buy our current stock,

but no orders for next season,

I'm afraid we'll have to shut down.

- Please, Charlie, me
girl's just started school.

It's the uniforms, love, and
me with no husband to help.

- I'm sorry, Trish, but Chambers
has canceled our contract.

What else can I do?

- Is that what all this is about,

them Chambers shoe returns?

All right, so you've had some bad news,

but chin up, me duck.

As me mother used to say,

"Don't worry today because
today ain't tomorrow."

So thanks for the chat,
Charlie, and good luck.

- What?

Trish, no, it's not like that!

Trish, I have to!

And like shazam, and bam

Here I am, yes, ma'am

I am Lola

- So I'm giving everyone
their two-week notice.

We'll use the time to
ratchet down production,

take inventory, clean the machines--

- Who are you kidding?

I've been workin' here
since you and me was kids.

I'm third generation Price & Son.

- Yeah, well, the fact is

that nine out of 10 shoe manufacturers

have shut down already.

And unless I can find a miracle
buyer, what else can I do?

- Do what you like, but you can't fire me.

Remember back at school,
when you tried to cut me

off your rugby team?

Remember what happened?

- You shoved me down a flight
of stairs and got suspended.

- Yeah, but I stayed on the team.

And like je suis, ooh-wee

That's me, ebony

I am Lola

- But what else can I do?

We can't keep making things no one wants!

- Then make something they do.

- Make something they do what?

- Make something they do want.

Change the product.

- This is a shoe factory, we make shoes.

- Not ones anyone wants.

Over at the Whitcomb
factory, they noted a lack

of all-weather hiking shoes, so?

They started making
all-weather hiking shoes

and saved the factory.

Toby's has started making sandals.

All the sods who survived went out looking

for an underserved niche market
and aimed to fill the void.

They didn't sit up in
their offices whining,

"What else can I do?"

- Well, my wedding shoes are still here,

but my fiance's nowhere in sight.

- Sorry, Nic, I'm completely underwater.

- You're saying you still haven't left?

Charlie, we have an appointment.

If we lose this hall, we'll
wind up gettin' married

in a fish and chip shop.

- Yeah, now that sounds like fun!

- Are you seriously standing me up?

- Come on, Nic, do we
really need a showy wedding?

In the end, shouldn't it be about us?

- A wedding announces
to the world who you,

as a couple, are going to be.

- I've just given two-week
notices to George,

Don, Maggie, Trish--

- Oh, bloody hell!

I forgot to ask Maggie to be a bridesmaid.

She'd like that, wouldn't she?

- I think she'd like getting paid better.

Honestly, Nic, wouldn't
saving all those people's jobs

tell the world a little bit more about us

than having a fancy party
in a pair of 900-quid shoes

you're only gonna wear once?

Talk about your niche market.

Talk about your niche market.

- Talk about what niche market?

- Take what you've got,
change the product,

find an underserved nice
market, and they certainly are

a completely underserved niche market!

- Have you gone off your nut?

- Nic, I'll ring you back.

Lauren to the office.

Come see Mr. Pri, Charlie in his office,

now!

Step in, step in to a dream

Where glam, where glamor is extreme

Welcome, welcome to my fantasy

We give good epiphany

So come and take my hand
and welcome to the land

Lo

Lola

- Yes!

Yeah!

- Oh!

You've returned.

You've got a dark horse in
this boyfriend of yours.

- No,
no, no, no, no, no, no!

- Nothing's going on here!
- She's not my--

- He's got another girl.

I just stuff his boxes.

At least for the next two weeks.

- What are you staring at?

- Oh, you'll have to forgive him.

We don't get many
transvestites in Northampton.

- Ha, don't kid yourself.

You're never more than 10 steps away

from some sort of cross-dresser.

In any case, those are not transvestites.

They're drag queens.

- There's a difference?
- Yes!

A drag queen puts on a frock,
and suddenly, she's Cleopatra!

A transvestite gets done
up and, often as not,

looks like Winston Churchill
in his mother's knickers.

- And so you are--

- Insulted that you need to ask!

So you fired this lovely girl?

- Things aren't very good in men's shoes.

- Certainly I'm not.

- How much do you weigh?

- Exactly the right amount.

- For a man, but you're
wearing women's boots.

- And I thought you
weren't paying attention.

- Well, it's all wrong.

- Hasn't stopped me yet.

- A heel made for a woman
cannot possibly support

a man's weight.

You need something special.

- And I deserve something special.

- Yes, well, if you trans-vet-erans

are everywhere like you say,

then there must be a niche market

for properly built-to-last women's boots

for women who are men.

Yes?

No?

The international shoe exhibition
is in Milan next month.

If we had something new to show,

something no one else in
the world has to offer,

it might just save the factory.

- Oh!

- I'd like to measure you up,

go back and make a sample pair.

- First riddle me this.

Who gets to keep the boots?

And I'll give you a hint.

The correct answer is you do, Lola.

- You do, Lola.

- Ah, and where do I pick them up?

Price's of Northampton, is it?

- Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no,
no, I'll bring them to you.

I come to London all the time.

- You don't want me to come
to Northampton, do you?

- No.

- I'm sorry, but I have a terrible habit

of doing exactly the
opposite of what people ask,

which might explain why I'm
wearing this frock today.

See you in Northampton.

Oh, and make them

red!

Do I belong here, am
I what's wrong here

Know what I'm doin' or am I a fraud

Do I fit in, where do I begin

Same old Charlie,
frightened and flawed

So I

Pretend

And keep my head up like I know

How this

Will end

Maybe these pieces
are fallin' together

Making me feel like I'm not alone

Punching holes into this leather

This kinda feels like I'm back home

I'm watching myself

And I know what to do

Hey, look at me now

It's a shoe

This is time for a shake-up

Look at me wake up

Taking control

This is a new beginning

My gears are spinning

Let's rock and roll

Just put

One foot

Onward and forward

I used to be a zero,
but now I clearly feel

That I may be the hero
who reinvents the heel

I may be facing the impossible

I may be chasing after miracles

And there may be the
steepest mountain to overcome

But this is step one

This is step one

Who knew I had it in me

Let me begin, see

Where this could go

I've got knowledge and know-how

Don't stop the show now

Don't stop the flow

Just put

One foot

Onward and forward, yeah

I used to live in limbo,
never dying to begin

But now it's sink or swim
so I better dive right in

I may be facing the impossible

I may be chasing after miracles

And there may be the
steepest mountain to overcome

But this is step one

It's not just a factory

This is my family

No one's gonna shut us down

- Not while Charlie Price is around!

We may be facing the impossible

We may be chasing after miracles

And there may be the
steepest mountain to overcome

We may be facing the impossible

We may be chasing after miracles

And there may be the
steepest mountain to overcome

But this is step one

Look what Charlie boy has done

This is step one

- What is this?

- Your boot.

- Burgundy?

- Is something wrong?

- Please, Lord, tell me
I've not inspired something

burgundy!

- At the club, you said--

- Red.
- You didn't specify--

- Red!

- Burgundy is a red!

- Burgundy's the color
of hot water bottles.

Red is the color of sex.

Burgundy's for cardigans and golF apparel.

Red is passion and danger, and
signs that say do not enter!

- I've always been partial to pink.

- Pink is for playthings,
yellow for warnings,

purple for princes, black is for wannabes.

Green is for pickles,

but red

is for

sex.

- Well, at least try them on.

I guarantee they're comfy!

- Sex shouldn't be comfy.

- Oh, good, I thought it was just me!

- Comfy's what's been
putting you out of business.

You want to save this place?

- Yeah.

- Then you're going to have
to start manufacturing sex,

two-and-a-half-feet of irresistible

tubular

sex.

- But at least look at the heel.

You sort can dance all night
and beat up a football team,

but this heel will still be whole.

Isn't that what you wanted?

- Not if it means looking
like a Ukrainian folk dancer.

Ladies!

Would you go out in something like this?

- No!

- But I say you'd look all right in 'em,

sweetheart.

- And what's your name,

darling?

- It's Don to you, sweetheart.

- Well,

Don,

if you can't get women to wear them,

you'll never get 'em on blokes like me.

And that's the color red you need!

And Charlie, if you want
to put them over the top,

look to the heel.

The sex is in the heel

Even if you break it

The sex is in the feel

Honey, you can't fake it

Jack it up 'cause I'm no flat tire

Mack it up six inches higher, oh

The sex is in the heel

So just embrace it

I hope you don't mind, but
I brought my own back-up.

Ladies, tell the man what you need!

From London to Milan

Stilettos are an ism

In red and neon life

Gimme Jimmy Choo,
Choo, Choo, Choo, Choo

Shoes in New York, Paris, Hong Kong

Live it like an ism

Seduction amplified

The heel is the transmission

Asserting actual scientific reason

Heels tense the leg and
the hindquarter region

Lifting the rear and making it appear

Pert and ready for mating season

- That's the scientific view.

But you know what I say?

The sex is in the heel,
fierce as you can make it

The sex is the appeal,
kinky boys can shake it

Pump it up till it's ostentatious

Funk it up, it's contagious, whoo

The sex is in the heel
so just embrace it

Here we go

From London to Milan

Feed that chic hot feeling

In red and neon life

Won't go nowhere without
my, my, my Manolos

New York, Paris, Hong Kong

Stilettos leave 'em reeling

Seduction amplified

The heel should hit the ceiling

The heel should hit the

The heel should hit the ceiling

The sex is in the heel, heel

The sex is in the heel, heel

The sex is in the heel, heel

From London to Milan

Stilettos are an ism

In red and neon life

Got a lotta P-P-P-P-P-P-Prada

New York, Paris, Hong Kong

Live it like an ism

Seduction amplified

The heel is the transmission

- These are brilliant!

I'd wear any one of 'em!

- You're not our niche market.

- There are some very
interesting ideas here.

- But they're all stiletto heels!

It's physically impossible
to make a stiletto

that can bear the weight
of a full-grown man.

- Not so fast!

If we could mold the steel

One piece from ball to heel

We'd underpin it and remake it

So not even Don could break it

- Sorry?

- I said.

Underpin it and remake it

So not even Don could break it

- Yeah, you think?

- We can do it!

- We can do it!

- We can do it!

From London to Milan

Stilettos are an ism

In red and neon life

Gimme big red b-b-b-b-b-b-boots

New York, Paris, Hong Kong

Watch out world, watch out world

Here we come

- Lola!

Lola!

Lola, did you hear me?

I said we can do it.

- All right, but you'll have to be quick.

We have an eight o'clock show.

- No, no, no, seriously,
we think we have a way

to make the boots, and if
we can, and if you're right

about never being far
from a cross, customer,

we might just have something.

- That there's cause for celebration.

- Yes!
- Yes.

I need a van to take seven
to the train station.

- You've got to stay.

- I'll ring back.

Me?

Stay?

Here?

Yes?

No!

Charlie, my boy, I abandoned
the provinces years ago,

and your fellow Don in there
was a stellar reminder why.

- Forget about Don, he's just--

- Just like every other
man in Northampton.

Charlie,

I've lived this life once,
I'm not doing it again.

- Oh, so you head back
to London and I'm here,

trying to save a factory
that four generations

of my family poured
their life's blood into?

- Get to the part that applies to me.

- I'm willing to gamble the
fate of this whole enterprise

on you as a designer.

- Me, a designer?

Now who's kidding who?

Hand me glitter, feathers,
and a hot glue gun,

and I can make the world a pretty place.

But me, a designer?

- I've been force-fed
shoes since childhood,

but I never seen nothing
like what you just drew.

- They're drawings,

the silly scribblings
of a braggarty sissy boy

who doesn't know when to shut his gob.

Oh, have a gander at me, Charlie.

I wouldn't trust me to babysit a cactus.

- You are passionate about shoes.

I haven't heard anyone talk
about a heel that way since,

well, not since my father.

You know how rare it is to
feel that way about something?

You know how jealous I am?

I never been passionate about nothin'.

Well, maybe snoggin'.

- Ah, but you're forgetting something.

I don't know how to make a shoe.

- It just so happens I do!

If we're to succeed, we'll
need to produce a boot

unlike anything anyone
has ever seen before.

That's where you come in.

And if we don't want to
be laughed out of Milan,

they'll have to be executed so impeccably

that no one can deny we're
comers to be reckoned with,

and that, God help us, is where I come in.

Three weeks.

Three weeks, Lola, that's all I'm asking.

- Is that a taxi or a police car?

Guess I'll find out
when I offer him money.

- Opportunity has fallen into your lap!

The easy thing, maybe
even the sensible thing

would be to walk off and have a laugh

about the time some
nutter offered you a job

designing kinky boots.

But I promise, if you do,
the rest of your life,

you'll wonder what if I'd said yes?

What if I'd stayed?

- A designer?

A designer!

I guess I could get used
to the name Kinky Boots.

Or better yet,

Lola's Kinky Boots.

I hope you know you're going
to have to make me a new sign.

And I warn you, it had better be

red!

If you stroll or saunter,
amble, walk, jog, hop, or run

The prudent shoe for you to choose

Is Price & Son

- Price & Son spent the last century

making a range of shoes for men.

We will begin this century
by making a range of shoes

for a range of men.

There's no denying it's
do or die, but do we will.

Are there any questions?

All right, let's make shoes, boots!

- If I could just get your signature

on these checks, Mr. Price.

- George, it's Charlie.

- Mr. Price, you've earned it.

Today, at least.

- Mr. Price, eh?

Better than What-Else-Can-I-Do-Charlie.

Oi, I'm Take-Charge-Charlie
all the way now.

- Very impressive.

- Yeah, well, thanks to you.

- Any time.

- No, I mean it.

Thanks to you.

Thank you.

- Charlie, can I get your opinion here?

- Excuse me.

- Oh no.

Don't you dare.

Girl, girl, girl, I'm warning you.

I think I've got a crush.

I can't.

I think I'm falling for him.

Oh no!

Why not?

Women have been making bad choices

Since the beginning of time

Are you gonna be another one of mine

Oh

- Lauren!

Lauren!

I was thinkin' that keepin'
you on the production line

is a waste of your talents.

I'd like you to work with
me on the Milan show.

- You don't owe me a job.

- No?

- No!

- Well, all this started
with you having a fit.

- I had a fit, but you had an idea!

And that's why some of us
get our names on factories,

and the rest on punch cards.

- Well, as someone whose
name is on a factory,

I am asking if I may
please place your name

on one of my executive punch cards?

Good?

Good!

What?

Have I got something in my teeth?

- No, it's just funny how you
can know someone all your life

and not really know 'em at all.

- I guess I'll see you later.

- Sure thing, boss!

Used to think you
were from outer space

Who's this bright-eyed
guy in your place

You're kind of cute

When you're not so shy

Oh

But I've been here before

Have I come back for more

Another chapter in the
history of wrong guys

You used to be so meh

A limp, lackluster bore

But now you're changing into
someone I just can't ignore

Charlie

Honestly

I've been hurt like this before

Is there really more to you

Than what I always thought

How can you surprise me any more

Oh

Oh

Oh, whoa

He's got a girlfriend, you knob.

Don't want to be another
star-crossed lover

We all know how that ends

I'm better off without him,
we're better off as friends

Yeah

But I've been here before

Have I come back for more

Another chapter in the
history of wrong guys

Yesterday, no spark

No heart-aching allure

But today, I'm feeling
something I just can't ignore

Charlie

Honestly

I've been hurt like this before

Oh

Oh

Oh, whoa

The history of wrong guys

Chapter one, he's a bum

Two, he's not into you

Three, he's a sleaze

Four, loves the girl next door

Fives, loves the boy next door

Six, don't love you no more

Makes you insecure,
makes you so unsure

Is so immature, loves his mother more

Or

Has a girlfriend named Nicola

- Ready to get to work?

Charlie

Honestly

I've been hurt like this before

I can see there's more to you

Than what I always thought

But I won't be burned anymore

Oh

Oh

Oh, whoa

- Where are you off to?

- I've been executized.

- Look at this.

- I didn't hear the tea trolley.

Don't you boys have work needs doing?

- Oh, what's the matter?

Frettin' that the mistress
will slap you down

for not doin' her biddin'?

- You're as clever as you are rich.

- Come on, George!

He's gonna make Price & Son
the town joke, and you know it.

- Happens I know no such thing.

- At Fist'a Cuffs last night,
the fellas from Delaney Shoes

was callin' us slaves of the pouf.

- With Delaney's about to shutter,

one would think those boys would do better

than to drink their money away.

Meanwhile, last time I looked,

you lot were still on the payroll here!

So why don't you stifle your
yaps and earn your keep?

- Ooh, you've really been
put in your place now,

haven't you, Don?

- Get stuffed, the both of yous!

Lola

- And here comes Her Royal Highness now.

- What the?

- Ha!

Just when you were sure
you'd seen it all, eh?

Lola

- Have you got any toilets down here?

- Oh, I'm sorry, love.

I'm afraid all we've got is men's

and women's.

- Charlie, quick!

Lola's gone and locked
herself in the loo, hurry.

- All right, I'll talk to her,

but I'm not going into the ladies' room.

You go and get her to come out.

- She's in the gents'.

- The what?

- The men's room!

- Well, of course she is.

Lola.

Lola, it's Charlie, are you sick?

- Depends who you ask.

- No!

Did someone nick your frock?

- I come up with the daft idea

that maybe I should try to fit in.

- Probably get a lot
more work done this way.

Less bits and bobs to
catch in the machines.

- Thanks for your support.

God!

In a gown, I can bellow
Brunhilde in front of 500 drunks

and have a laugh, but
put me in men's clothes

and I can't sodding well say hello.

Oh, what am I doing here, Charlie?

- Becoming a designer.

- Did I ever ask to be one?

- Well, did you always
want to be a performer?

I mean, when you were a kid.

- Whatever it was I wanted as a kid,

my father beat out of me.

- Your dad hit you?

- Not like that.

He was a boxer.

Yeah,, a proper prize fighter

who never got the title match he wanted.

But presented with a baby boy?

Well, if he couldn't raise a
champion's belt over his head,

his son would.

- He didn't know about--

- Of course he knew.

But he figured if he pushed
me, trained me himself,

ah, you heard right.

I am a professionally-trained boxer

with a dozen amateur bouts
to my name, so don't try me!

But when I appeared for a fight
in a white cocktail dress,

he disowned me.

Refused to see me,

even when he came down with lung cancer.

It's ironic, really.

Fags got him in the end.

And you?

You like making shoes?

- On the day I was born, my
dad set me down next in line

of Price & Son.

For him, a done deal, but for me?

First opportunity, I grabbed
my childhood sweetheart

and we jumped on the
next train out of town.

- What was it you ran off to do?

- Anything but what he wanted.

- And yet, here you are.

- Here I am.

When I was just a kid

Everything I did

Was to be like him

Under my skin

My father always thought

If I was strong and fought

Not like some albatross

I'd begin

To fit in

Look at me, powerless

And holding my breath

Trying hard to repress

What scared him to death

It was never easy

To be his type of man

To breathe freely

Was not in his plan

And the best part of me

Is what he wouldn't

See

I'm not my father's son

I'm not the image

Of what he dreamed of

With the strength of Sparta

And the patience of Job

Still couldn't be the one

To echo what he'd done

And mirror what was not

In me

So I jumped in my dreams

And found an escape

Maybe I went to extremes

Of leather and lace

But the world seemed brighter

Six inches off the ground

And the air seemed lighter

I was profound

And I felt so

Proud

Just to live out

Loud

I'm not my father's son

I'm not the image

Of what he dreamed of

With the strength of Sparta

And the patience of Job

Still couldn't be the one

To echo what he'd done

And mirror what was not

In me

The endless torrent of expectation

Swirling inside my mind

Wore me down

I came to a realization

And I finally turned around

To see

That I

Could just

Be me

I'm not my father's son

I'm not the image

Of what he dreamed of

With the strength of Sparta

And the patience of Job

Still couldn't be the one

To echo what he'd done

And mirror what was not

In me

We're the same, Charlie boy

You and me

- Charlie from Northampton,

meet Simon from Clacton.

- Let's make boots.

Sorry!

You wouldn't believe
what's going on in there!

- Hey, stranger, don't I get a kiss?

- Sorry.

I'm just excited, Nic.

I've found the craziest
solution for the factory.

- Slow down, Charlie.

You said you'd hear us out, yeah?

Like I told you on the phone,

some of this is gonna come as a shock,

but you promised you'd
listen with an open mind.

Charlie, you remember
my boss, Richard Bailey.

- I was almost your boss too, eh, mate?

Sorry about your dad, but I
hope, once the dust settles,

maybe you'll come back and work with us.

In any event, I have to say

I am totally mad for this project.

Not all buildings deserve a second life,

but yours is special.

- Second life?

- Let the man talk, darling.

Price & Son

- Riverside Apartments,
one, two, and three-bedroom

loft-style homes with all the luxuries.

- How exciting is that?

- Look at the detail.

It's not what you change about a building,

it's what you preserve that
marks a great conversion.

- What makes you think
we're up for conversion?

- You promised to hear the man out.

- Price & Son is not for sale.

- Actually it is, unless you
want to see it foreclosed.

- No, if you'd listen, you know
that I've found a solution--

- Charlie!
- To the factory.

- Charlie!
- Come quick,

the Angels' train just pulled in,

the first pair of boots
are on their final polish,

but we can't unveil them without you!

Oh, hello!

I'm Lola, I'm the one designing

Charlie's new line of
transvestite footwear.

- Oh, f...

- Oh.

There's a slight chill
in the air, isn't there?

Yes.

Yes.

Maybe I should just

go away.

- That was...

You have to get to know him.

Listen, Nic, I haven't
gone into this lightly.

There actually is a market out there--

- Before you make a
complete fool of yourself,

it's time you heard the truth.

Selling the building
was your father's idea.

- Oh!
- Yes!

Your father's idea.

He approached Richard months ago.

Tell him.

- It's true, your dad and
I had several meetings.

- You yourself told me that
he had a plan, remember?

Well, this was it.

The contracts were almost
done when he passed away.

We can show you the papers.

Look, Richard came to
me first lest you think

your father doubted you
could run the business.

But don't look so down.

This is all good news!

The deal Richard's put together
will rid you of the factory,

settle your family's debts,
and ensure our future

with a career-defining
selling opportunity!

We even get a model flat
rent-free while we're selling.

- I'm asking you to
have a bit of faith in--

- Stop!

Are you deaf?

Your father was cashing
out, you owe him nothing!

The prison door's open.

You're free, Charlie.

All you need to do is walk away.

You were always telling me

What I need to be

But you never really
had enough faith in me

Dad, you gave up the factory

Well

This time, I'm gonna take that chance

Leap into the vast expanse

This time, I'm gonna seize my destiny

My destiny

- Well, boss, is this
what you had in mind?

- Yeah.

- Yeah?

- Yeah!

- Yeah!

- Yeah!

- Come on!

- Yeah!
- Yes!

- Charlie.

Let me hear you say yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Say yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Say yeah

Say yeah

Say yeah

Yeah

You can throw out the old
way, 'cause it's been done

We're getting ready for the new

Witness the future of Price & Son

Ow, Papa's got a brand new shoe

A life of broken heels got you down

Well, we've got your solution

Get up

Get it on and get in step

With our kinky revolution

Let me hear you say yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Say yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Let me hear you say yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Say yeah

Yeah

Yeah

- Welcome to our future!

No longer are we making shoes,

we are making 2-1/2-feet of irresistible

tubular

sex!

So let's do it!

I punched the holes

I sewed the seams

And I pull the leather tight

I put the steel inside the heel

Now we go off like dynamite

Can you picture this

A glamorous

Fashion exhibition

I see flashbulb lights
and fashion heights

I see press and television

Let me hear you say yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Say yeah, yeah

He wants to hear you say yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Say yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Synergy, my pets

In patent leather red

Say whoa

Whoa

Tell me, is this kismet

Now if you are with this, let's go

Everybody say yeah

- Ladies!

Gentlemen!

Help me welcome our niche market!

Oi, oi, oi, oi

- Charlie!

- Somebody catch her!

- Charlie, give me your hand!

No, somebody!

Oi, oi

Everybody

Everybody

Everybody say yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Say yeah, yeah

He wants to hear you say yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Say yeah

Say yeah

Say yeah

Say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Say yeah, yeah

Say yeah, yeah

Say yeah, yeah

Everybody

Everybody

Everybody say yeah, yeah, yeah

Trust your feet in Price & Son

Our work is tried and true

Practical, pragmatical

Steadfast and sturdy, sturdy too

Whether you're high brow or pure

Or posh or working class

Get your mitts on kinky kicks

And kick

Some

Ass

- Uh, where do you think
you're going with those?

- Ah, something's not quite right.

I want to see the colors in daylight.

- What did we talk about the other day?

I thought we agreed what
constitutes proper working attire!

- Don't be so hard on yourself.

You look adorable.

- Did you approve the lining fabrics

and fittings for the bags?

- Right after lunch.

- And did you call the modeling agency?

They needed to start castin' yesterday!

Get it done now!

- Yes, boss.
- Right now!

I mean it.

- Love you too!

- Oh, careful there, big lady.

Or is it little man?

Need a hand or a boot?

- Yeah!

- Tell me, Dapper Don, what
can I do that will allow you

to go on with your life undistracted

by my sharing the planet?

- Try dressing like a bloke, for starters.

- Jealous?

- Me?

What have I got to be jealous of?

- Of all the attention
I get from the ladies.

- You, ladies?

- Raise your hands if you look to see

what I wear to work each day?

Now raise your hands if
you care what Don wears.

- You're telling me you ain't
all tarted up to get blokes?

- Why would I do that?

Blokes that fancy blokes fancy blokes.

- You like women?

- Ha, I adore them, I worship them.

My whole being is dedicated to loving them

and they love me right back.

- Then why don't all men wear dresses?

- A question I've been asking all my life!

- A woman wants a man
what acts like a real man!

- And what does a real man act like?

Ladies, care to help Don out?

Tell him what you want.

- Me?

I don't need much, a bit
of companionship, a mate,

a mate with benefits.

- I like big hands.

- And affection.

- I like to bite.

- I want sensitivity and
compassion, all right?

- Companionship, affection,
sensitivity, and compassion,

traditionally female
characteristics, wouldn't you say?

- You're off your trolley!

- Really?

Stand back

Let me tell you something

What a woman

Wants to see

Stand back

Mr. I-Know-Everything

But it's what you

Blindly see

What a woman wants

Masculinity

What a man, sensitivity

What a man, in a fantasy

What a man, what a woman wants

What a man, a muscle to clutch

What a man, just a tender touch

Well, you don't get out too much

To know the smoothness of her skin

With a gentle caress

Feel the feathery quality

Of her dress

What separates a man like you

From a man like me

I'm a reflection

Her protection

I'm her curious mystery

What a man, what a woman

What a man, what a woman

What a man, what a man

What a woman wants

What a man, what a man, what a man

What a man, what a woman

What a man, what a woman

What a man, what a man

What a woman wants, what a man

- Oh, come on, we all know
what a bird really wants

is a rock-solid--

- Uh-huh, commitment?

Look at me

Devilishly

Debonair

Look at you

Divinely dull, drab

And dumpy

A woman wants

A man to give as much as she can take

Just like me

A libidinous Lothario on the make

- Piss off!

- I have a challenge for you.

Write down what you think I
need to do to be a real man,

and I'll do the same for you.

Whatever you tell me to
do, I will have to do.

But you will have to do the same for me.

Deal?

- I ain't wearin' no poufy dress.

- Chickening out already?

What a man, what a man,
what a man, what a man

What a man, what a man,
what a man, what a man

What a man, what a
man, what a woman wants

What a man, what a man, what a man

What a man, what a man, what a man

What a woman wants

What a man, what a man

What a woman wants

What a man, what a man, what a man

What a man, what a man

What a woman, what a man, what a man

What a woman, what a woman wants

Is me

What a woman wants,
what a man, what a man

What a man, what a
man, what a woman wants

- You're on!

What a man

- Why didn't you warn me?

- I thought you heard, everyone else did.

- Do you think I woulda
let it go this far?

And why didn't you stop it?

- Have you ever tried stopping
Lola from doing anything?

Lola told Don he could give
her any challenge at all

and this is what he chose!

- A boxing match between
Lola and Don at Fist'a Cuffs?

It's gonna be a bloody slaughter!

- Have some faith.

I'm sure Lola's got a
few moves up her sleeve.

- It's not her I'm worried about!

Lola is a professionally-trained fighter.

- She's a what?

- Come on!

- Oi, oi, looks like
there's gonna be trouble!

- Oh, he don't know who he's
messing with, all right!

So shut your mouth!

- Ladies!

Gentlemen!

And those who've yet
to make up their minds!

In this corner

Lean and brown

Weighin' in in a gold
lame gown, yeah, yeah

In this corner

Here tonight

In the cradle of the
bright white light

Hit him in his big mouth

Hit him in his insecurity

Yeah

Hit him off his high horse

Hit him so everyone can see

Yeah

- Who do you think you
are, coming to our town

lookin' like a penny sardine
on a five-star plate?

You better watch your back!

Whoa

In this corner

Heavyweight

- Come on!
We mean heavy

Like a buttermilk cake

Can a real man

Ever confess

He was beaten by a guy in a dress

Ooh, hit him in the lipstick

Hit him in his feminine mystique

Yeah

Hit him off his high heels

Hit him in the cheek

And send him back to London town

- Sequined freak.

- Hey, you are gonna get
slapped, slapped, slapped!

- All right, all right,
listen up, you two.

I want a clean, fair, but
artfully performed fight.

I don't want to see any
blows below the belt,

or any hairs out of place.

Oh, hang on, darling, you've
got a tick of lipstick

on your teeth.

All right then, back to your
corners and come out fighting!

- Shut up!

- He ain't half the man Don is!

- You can say that again!

In this corner

Wow the crowd

Take him down and make us ladies proud

In this corner

Dominate

Set her up so we can set her straight

- Round one!

Hit him in his big mouth

Hit him in his insecurity

Yeah

Hit him off his high horse

Hit him so everyone can see

Ooh, yeah

- Hi-yah!

- Back to your corners, you beasts!

- Fancy a Grasshopper, darling?

It'll keep you bouncy!

- If you finish him off quick,

we can still get kimchi at the Korean's!

So you got a good shot,
but don't get cocky

I'm as pretty as Ali
and tough as Rocky

If you're lucky, I
might let you off easy

Don, you know I get
excited when you tease me

What's the matter, Don,
you look a little pale

I feel like a hammer

I feel like the nail

Come on, Don, knock him black and blue

Here comes an uppercut, a left hook

And a pirouette too

- Round two!

Hit him in his big mouth

Hit him in his insecurity

Yeah

Hit him off his high horse

Hit him so everyone can, everyone can

Everyone can

- Un, deux, trois!

Hit him off his high horse

Don really let that big fist fly

Yeah

He hit him with his brute force

Now he can hold his head up high

Ooh, yeah

Don, Don, champion!

Don, Don, champion!

Don, Don, champion!

- Less than a week till Milan,

and you somehow think a
boxing match a good idea?

- I thought watching Don slap
me around might boost morale.

- I suppose I should thank
you for not crippling him.

- Anything for the war effort.

- Charlie.

Lola.

- Congratulations.

- Thanks.

- Why don't I leave you
two lovebirds to make up?

- They say vodka's your preferred.

So why'd you do it?

Why'd you let me win?

- Really?

- Really.

- Because I didn't want you to walk

into the factory tomorrow
and feel disrespected.

- How 'bout you?

- Ha, compared to my challenge,

losing a fight is like
a polka in the pansies.

- "Accept someone for who they are."

What's that mean?

- Just what it says.

- You lookin' for me to say
men in frocks is all right?

- I ain't lookin' for you to say anything.

- "Accept someone for who they are."

How's that make me a man?

- Try it.

- Anyone?
- Anyone at all.

- And that's it?

- Good luck!

- But you have no
idea what you're doing either!

We're in the same hole!

- Whoa, whoa, whoa,
everyone just stop talking!

Now, one of you, please, cut to the chase.

- We miscalculated.

The Milan trip is going to
cost more than we budgeted.

- No, it can't cost more
because we have no more.

- It's me, I'm the blunderer.

I never factored in
land transport in Milan.

- Or the import taxes.

- No, I planned for the
taxes on the samples,

but only one pair of each.

I know, stupid.

- Not brilliant.

- Well, it's all your fault
for putting me in charge.

What do I know about producing
a bloody fashion show

in bleedin' Italy?

- If we don't get our boots to Milan,

then all this work will
have been for nothing!

- How about we call the bank?

Maybe seeing how close
we are, they'd carry us.

- Good day, Mr. Banker.

We've gone tits up making
the best shoes in England,

but we've chucked all that to
make boots for trans-gentries.

How'd you like to bunk in with us?

- It would be an awful burden, I know,

but how about a short-term
mortgage on your new flat?

- I just did that!

That's how we got to today.

- Charlie, Charlie!

I was sitting on the loo when
I was truck by lightning.

- Oh, kitten, you ought to
close the window first!

- I spoke to a nice chap
down at the post office.

Let me see if he can give
us any leeway on the taxes.

- Will someone listen to me?

- We're in crisis here!

- Charlie, you want me
to hire Italian models

and hair and makeup staff, why?

- At last, one question
to which I have an answer.

I want you to hire
models, hair, and makeup

because we are putting on a show!

- But why are we using fashion models?

- Oh, I've got this one too.

Because we are putting on a fashion show.

- But why are we using
professional fashion models?

- Oh, this really is my day.

Because we are putting on a
professional fashion show!

- Let's take the girls from the club!

- The Angels?

- Who would be more
fun to see on a runway,

a bunch of personality-free
pretty boys prancing about,

or a gaggle of fabulous
drags who can demonstrate

what these boots were born to do?

- You're not serious,
you want me to gamble

my family's business,
this building, my home,

the very shirt on my back
on a ramshackle bunch

of broken-down--
- There you go,

biting the hand that feeds!

- I don't know which one is more daft,

what you're saying or what you're wearing.

- Want to have a look at these, Mr. Price?

- No, no, the heel is wrong,
this isn't the design.

- True enough, but
up against the deadline,

we had to improvise.

- Well, it's nothing like the drawing!

- We had to put the
heel on a different angle.

- Why?

- Else we'd have to create
an entirely new steel shank.

- Then do it!

- We'll have no sewing time

if we have to wait for a new heel.

- I told them to go ahead like that.

- But it's not what you drew.

- One's a drawing, one's a shoe.

- I didn't give you approval!

- No, all you give me is deadlines.

- Okay, we're gonna do
this right or not at all.

Let me see them?

No, these seams aren't
straight, you're rushing.

Do it again.
- Excuse me?

- And the zipper is set wrong!

People, this is for Milan,

for the most sophisticated
shoe buyers in the world!

- So?

- So I don't want to be the
laughing stock of the industry!

We're on thin ice puttin'
these out in the first place!

Everyone, stop, oi, stop,
stop, hold on the floor!

Marge, Maggie, George,

George, Trish, take a look at these.

Now, they all have to be picked
out and redone correctly.

They all have to be done again.

- It's Saturday!

- And?

- I don't mind a bit of rah-rah-kumbaya

for the sake of the team,

but some of us have a
life outside this factory!

- And you'll have a bloody
lot more of it if I fire you.

Now do it again,

please.

You have a problem?

- All right, everyone, back to work!

- Here's what I don't understand,

why am I the only one who cares?

No, not now, Nic!

- Don't even think about
puttin' me off, Charlie.

- Sorry, Nic, but I'm up
against a bit of a crisis here.

- You mortgaged our flat without
even discussin' it with me!

There I am, havin' my
supper, alone as usual,

and along comes a man
to measure up the garden

for the valuation!

- Yeah, I can explain.

- No one can ever say I
didn't stand by my man,

and I'll stand by you still
if you give me but one reason.

- The reason is right in front of you.

Isn't saving Price & Son worth everything?

- Where was this passion
when I was trying to make us

a new life in London?

- London was for you.
- For us.

- For you, you wanted
London and I went along.

- Really?

Well, you could have fooled me.

And what about us?

Was gettin' engaged just for me too?

And this, who's this rubbish for?

Oh, don't tell me it's for your father.

He's probably spinning in his grave

over what you've turned his factory into.

So who's it for, Charlie?

That fancy friend of yours?

Doing special favors for him?

Something going on there
I should know about?

- Oh, don't be ridiculous!

- Well, how should I know who
you've been sleeping with?

Certainly hasn't been with me!

- I'm doing it for them.
- Who?

- Them, our friends!

No?

We grew up with these people,
we've known them all our lives

and now their whole livelihood
is riding on this factory!

- And this factory is riding
straight off the cliff!

If your father was still here,

they'd already be out of work.

- But he isn't, I am!

- So you're hankering to be a hero.

- Nic!

- Charlie to the rescue, is it?

Well, how do I get Charlie to rescue me?

- You look nice, all done up.

- Richard's put me on a new project.

Big time stuff.
- Yeah.

- I'm headed back to London for good.

Are you coming?

- Aren't those the shoes we saw?

- How long was I supposed to wait?

So long, Charlie.
- Yeah.

- If you're done making wedding plans,

can we finish discussing the Milan show?

- There's no
discussion to be had!

We're using professional models, done!

- Then you better get on the phone

because I just called and canceled them.

- I never told you that you could!

- Think, Charlie!

My girls don't need to be paid.

They'll do it for cocktails, giggles,

and the chance to walk
a professional runway,

and my girls do their own hair and makeup,

so there's the money we
need to get us to Milan.

- How do I get this into your head?

We are marketing to the world's
most sophisticated buyers--

- Half of whom probably
watch the evening news

wearing their wives' brassieres.

- News flash for Lola!

There are a whole lot of us

who don't watch the
evening news in brassieres!

- Well, bully for you,
but you ain't my buyers.

- Then here's another news flash.

I am not flying all the way across Europe

just to sell to your chums.

- We won't be selling to anyone
if we can't get to Milan.

- Then there's no reason to
go if all we've got to show

is a bunch of Nancy-boys
stomping about in skirts!

We need to show these boots on women.

- Women?
- You heard me.

- That was never the deal.

- Well, then the deal was wrong.

- What did that girl say to you?

- Look, I am not embarrasin'
the name of Price & Son

by parading a planeload of misfits--

- Misfits?
- At the most influential

footwear show in the world.

Listen to me, Lola, these
boots can be mainstream!

- Drag queens are mainstream!

Just this morning, I was
offered a gig singing

at a nursing home.

A nursing home, Charlie, in Clacton.

- And maybe that's just where you belong!

- What?

- Look at you.

You're meant to be a business person.

How many successful designers
do you think go about

camped up like the entertainment
at a low-rent tea dance?

- After all I've shared with you,

you still think I'm wearing this

for a lack of a pair of trousers?

- Look, I get it, I understand.

All of this frou-frou, it
protects who you really are.

I heard you.
- You heard nothing!

- I'm telling you, you don't have to hide!

Once the industry sees your work,

you'll be able to stop all of
this and have a normal life!

- You're a fool!
- Am I?

I'd wager if we stood side
by side and asked passersby

which one of us is fooling himself,

most of the votes would swing your way!

- Ha!
- Why am I

the only one in here who believes in you?

- You believe in my
shoes, I am not my shoes!

- No, you're a joke!

You think you're being
all mystical and deep

representing the best of both sexes,

but I'm here to tell you
that all you are is daft!

You say you want to be treated like a man,

then start acting like one!

I'm sorry, but sometimes, the truth hurts!

- The truth?

The truth?

We're done here.

- And Simon!

Yes, that's right, Simon,

when you show up at the airport,

try to look somethin'
like your passport photo.

Yes?

For both our sakes.

- Here.

- This is shite, do it again.

- You're outta your bloody mind!

- This is for Milan!

- Milan!

Milan, you don't even know what Milan is.

You've never been there,
you're just guessin'!

And I'm goin' home!

- I don't have to
guess to know what's good.

- They'd be good enough for your father!

- Well, I am not my father!

- Truer words

were never spoke.

- Do it again.

- As the saying goes, you
want something done your way,

have at it!

What say we clear out

and leave the man from
Milan to his stitching!

- We have all these samples
to make, and no time.

If you all go home now, what
have we been working for?

Maggie, Marge.

George.

George.

Who was I kidding

This scheme was skidding

My fractured attempt at taking control

I tried in vain, now

I'm to blame

Now I'm left with

A deep dark hole

So confident

So collected

And so cool

Hey, look at me now

I'm a fool.

I'm bad news, a black and blueser

Who's a loser

A merry-go-round spiralin' down

I'm all used up, I'm
chafed and chewed up

Who's just screwed up

The same old Charlie
hitting the ground

'Cause I'll never be the soul of a man

Noble and wise

Like the soul of a man

Who lifted me high

Like the soul of a man

Heroic and true

Like a soul of a man
that I looked up to

What else could I do

Stupid hubris

No excuses

I blew my fuses

I guess I'm just a ruse
in my father's shoes

Not amusin'

No confusin'

This streak of losin'

Totally brutal and useless too

How can I be the soul of a man

Noble and wise

Like the soul of a man

Who lifted me high

Like the soul of a man

Heroic and true

Like the soul of a man

That I looked up to

What else could I

Just when I'm reaching
for that run at the top

I'm that broken heel,
unsteady, ready, ready to drop

When will I be the soul of a man

Noble and wise

Like the soul of a man

Who lifted me high

Soul of a man

Heroic and true

Like the soul of a man

That I looked up to

What else could I

Do

Soul of a man

I'll never be

No, I'll never be

I have gone and let you down

Oh

Soul

Soul of a man

Here comes that familiar sound

Same old Charlie hitting the ground

Just keep walking.

You want no part of this.

- Down, doggie.

Like every mutt I've ever met,

you only growl because you're scared.

- Dogs growl to protect something.

I've nothing left to growl over.

- You're a funny one, Charlie Price.

I always took you for a spoiled brat

waitin' to have the world handed to him.

- Don't hand me nothin'
unless you want it destroyed.

- Budge up.

Feelin' sorry for ourselves, eh?

I...

I felt the same way when my dad died.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

I was so lost.

After the funeral,

the undertaker handed me
a shoebox of his stuff

and said, "That's what he left."

And I looked at him and I said no,

this is what he left.

What a body leaves behind
ain't in his pocket.

Sometimes, it's what
he inspired in others.

Turn around, Charlie.

- What's going on?

Why's the factory all lit up?

- Go and see for yourself.

- Hey.

You did this?

- Me? No, no, no.

Don, Don done it.

Lola challenged him to accept
someone for who they are,

and I'd say he rather
rose to the occasion.

- What, so Don got everyone back to work

just by accepting Lola?

- No, Charlie.

You.

Don accepted you.

- Oi!

I heard you was runnin' low on funds.

Last week's payslips.

Who needs to eat?

- Here we go, mates.

Should we see what he thinks?

Well?

- Wow!

- My God.

The man from Milan says yes!

London to Milan

Stilettos are an ism

In red and neon life

Gimme Kinky B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-Boots

- That's the lot, eh, George?

We got it all?

- Yeah, van should've been here by now.

Maybe he's gone around to
the loading bay, I'll check.

- Lola's not here, she's not coming.

- Ring her again.

- I've rung a dozen times.

I can't even get Pat to answer my calls.

- Maybe they're flying
straight from London.

She wouldn't miss this.

- After what I said?

- Oh, here comes the van.

I'll load the boots, you try Lola again.

- Hello, Lola.

Guess who again.

We're on our way to the airport,

but there's a monumental
hole where you should be,

which is no surprise.

Whenever you leave a room,
there's always a great big gap.

Just how life with you is.

Anyway, I want you to know
that I don't blame you

for being angry.

The way I shot my gob off, I'd
walk out myself if I could.

Hey, leave it to me to
finally find my passion

and use it to hurt someone I love.

But forget me, forget Milan,
forget the boots and business.

What I wanted to say was

if anyone ever tries to tell you

you're something less than a man,

then you have them see me.

If being a man means being brave enough

to take on the entire world,

then you're the only man I've ever known.

Certainly the best.

You challenged Don to change his mind,

but I'm the one who
really needed that lesson.

So, this is Charlie from Northampton

telling Simon from Clacton

he is so terribly sorry.

Goodbye, Lola,

and thank you.

You don't want to see me

Anymore

You can't listen to me

Laugh out loud

You don't want to see me dance

You can't even take the chance

That it might reflect on

You

You missed out

On the best part of me

The part

That made me who I am

Today

Oh

But the best part of me

Is standing in front of you

And loves you anyway

Hold me in your heart

Till you understand

Hold me in your heart

Just the way that I am

With all your faults

I love you

Don't give up

On me

I won't give up

On you

When you took my hand,
taught me how to be strong

That's where I picked up
where we went all wrong

I know that I hurt you,
and you hurt me too

But you mean more to me,
I must mean more to you

Hold me in your heart

Till you understand

Hold me in your heart

Just the way that I am

With all your faults, I love you

I need you

To love me that way

Too

- Thank you for welcoming
me to your lovely facility.

Believe it or not, I grew
up just down the road.

Anyway, it was my pleasure to come.

You see, you're not my usual audience,

and I'm probably not
your usual entertainment,

and that is because I'm actually a man.

My name is Simon.

Thank you for listening.

It was good to see you, Daddy.

Goodbye.

I love you.

- Hallo,
peoples, can you hear me?

This is a!

Donatella!

Kinky Boots?

Can I see the exhibitors for Price & Son?

- Oh, that's me!

- A-ha, and your dressers?

- That's me.
- A-ha, and your models?

- Me.

- A-ha.

Then you have everyone
you need to proceed, si?

- Si.
- Si.

Your presentation begins
in.

- No sign of anyone,
no one, no one at all.

- Go out front and sit with George.

I want at least two
friendly faces in the crowd.

- Charlie, you're not really going to--

- Now go, go, go, shoo,
shoo, shoo, shoo, shoo!

- We're going, we're going.

- Is he really going to--

- It appears so, yes.

- Oh!

- Does he look sexy?

- To me?

Very!

No.

Charlie

Honestly

How can you surprise me

Any more

Oh

Oh

Oh, whoa

Oh, oh!

Come on, Charlie, you can do it.

- Don't go thinking it
was your sappy phone calls

that brought me here.

I have come for one
thing and one thing only:

adulation!

People of the world, Price
& Son proudly presents

Lola's Kinky Boots!

- Thank you, Lola!

Once, I was afraid,
but then you came along

You put your faith in me and
I was challenged to be strong

When I lost my way, you
were there to see me through

Now let Lola lend some love
and do the same for you

Feed your fire to take you higher

We'll light you up like a live wire

Celebrate you to elevate you

When you struggle to stand,
we'll take a helping hand

If you hit the dust,
let me raise you up

When your bubble busts,
let me raise you up

If your glitter rusts,
let me raise you up

And up

Raise you up

Raise you up

Ooh

Raise you up

Never put much heart
in anything before

You strut into my life and
helped me go for something more

Now I stand up for myself

Now I stand out from the crowd

Now I'm standing on high heels

If Dad could see me now

Feed your fire to take you higher

We'll light you up like a live wire

Celebrate you to elevate you

When you struggle to stand,
we'll take a helping hand

If you hit the dust,
let me raise you up

When your bubble busts,
let me raise you up

If your glitter rusts,
let me raise you up

And up

Raise you up

Raise you up

Ooh, raise you up

I knew you had it in you,
I knew what you could do

You believed in me,
let me be right for you

Your stumbling days are done
and now we're walkin' on air

I was a loose shoe but you
need two to make a pair

- Wait, wait, wait, hold
it right there, buster!

Are you saying you'd like to take me out?

- Yes.

- Are you saying that you
and Nicola are through?

- Yes.

- And that
you're actually available?

- Yes.
- And you still like girls?

- Yes?

- Carry on!

Feed your fire to take you higher

We'll light you up like a live wire

Celebrate you to elevate you

When you struggle to stand,
we'll take a helping hand

Look out, Milan

Here comes Don

And Don has brought some friends along

When you're stuck inside uncertainty

The ones you love

Are gonna set you free

Yeah, yeah

Whoo

Feed your fire to take you higher

We'll light you up like a live wire

Celebrate you to elevate you

When you struggle to stand,
we'll take a helping hand

If you hit the dust,
let me raise you up

When your bubble busts,
let me raise you up

If your glitter rusts,
let me raise you up

And up

Raise you up

Raise you up

If you hit the dust,
let me raise you up

When your bubble busts,
let me raise you up

If your glitter rusts,
let me raise you up

And up

Raise you up

Raise you up

Raise you up

Just be, raise you up

Raise you up

We're the same, Charlie boy

You and me

Just be

Who you wanna be

Never let 'em tell you
who you ought to be

Just be

With dignity

Celebrate yourself triumphantly

You'll see

You'll see

Just be

Just be

Whoo

- Ladies!

- Gentlemen!

And those who have yet

to make up their minds.

- As people all over the
world clamor for Kinky Boots,

it is time for us to get back to work.

But before we go, we'd like to leave you

with the Price & Simon secret to success.

- All right, now we've all heard

of the 12-Step Program, have we not?

Yes.

Well, whatever you can do in 12,

let me tell you, we can do in six.

Hey, and it goes like this

One, pursue the truth

Two, learn something new

Three, accept yourself and
you'll accept others too

Four, let love shine

Five, let pride be your guide

Six, change the world
when you change your mind

Just be who you wanna be

Never let 'em tell you
who you ought to be

Just be

With dignity

Celebrate your life triumphantly

You'll see it's beautiful

You'll see it's beautiful

Just be, it's beautiful

Just be

You'll see it's beautiful

You'll see it's beautiful

Just be, it's beautiful

Just be

Beautiful

Whoo, feed your fire
to take you higher

We'll light you up like a live wire

Celebrate you to elevate you

When you struggle to stand,
we'll take a helping hand

If you hit the dust,
let me raise you up

When your bubble busts,
let me raise you up

If your glitter rusts,
let me raise you up

And raise you up and up and up

And up

Beautiful