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- Phoebe, hurry up, dear.

It's four o'clock.

Mrs. Briggs, Mrs. Briggs.

You'll bring tea out to the garden, won't you?

- Oh, no, I couldn't do that.

I'll wait in the kitchen.

Here, go away, Jenny, go away.

- Here you are, take her out.

Fennis, Fennis.

You'll bring tea out into the garden will you, dear?

Yes, all right, Mummy.

- Hurry up and get dressed, dear.

Oh, I've still got my apron on.

This is a lovely surprise, Mr. Lennox.

- Well, Mrs. Frank, after all this time.

Fen.

- What, wait a minute.

- What, come in my room.

Do you think this suits me better than my eau de nil?

I think so.

- Let me see you.

I don't feel quite like myself in this dress.

- Suits you much better than it did me.

You look sweet, darling.

Let me see myself.

I say Fen, a man like Mr. Lennox is

Sure to have met lots of important film people.

I shall lead the conversation round and find out,

And get him to give me an introduction.

It's a waste of effort,

'Cause Daddy would never let you go on the films.

- Oh, go ahead and take the tea out, Fen.

- Phoebe. - What?

- Don't be too obvious in leading

The conversation round, will you?

As if I would.

Go and hurry up with the tea, darling.

Oh, it wasn't so bad in the south of France.

I simply couldn't get home.

Took me two years to get a visa to cross into Spain.

- We were afraid you'd been interned.

Frank was so worried for you. We all were.

You know, I'm hoping to get a government job of some sort.

Of course...

...I know I'm 55, but...

...there's surely something I can do?

Well, Frank - how's business?

Well I suppose the retail chemists

Have suffered less than most businesses through the war.

I consider myself lucky.

Ah, this is Joan, isn't it?

I don't expect you remember me?

- Of course, I do.

My name's Fennis now.

It's just her nonsense.

She was given Fennis as a middle name after my grandfather.

And when she nine she decided

She liked it better than Joan and adopted it.

If any of us call her Joan

She pretended not to hear so we had to remember.

- And do you remember the day you sold Frank

The business, Mr. Lennox?

I can see it as if it were yesterday.

You sat just where you're sitting now,

Under the rose tree, eating a piece of Dundee cake.

It wasn't a sale - it was a gift.

Oh, entirely selfish motives, my dear Frank.

Thank you, Fennis.

I'd made money out of the Golders Green deal and

wanted to be free to travel.

I wanted you to have the business.

Oh, don't sit on the grass, darling - have the cushion.

So sorry I'm late.

- Oh, so this is Phoebe.

How are you, Phoebe?

- I expect you've been thinking of me

As still a little girl.

- Oh, I expect I have.

What do I find?

A walking advertisement for the beauty parlour.

- Do sit down, Mr. Lennox.

- Thank you.

- Tuppence for the box, Phoebe?

- Oh, I haven't got my bag.

- Whenever the children are late for a meal,

Frank always makes them put tuppence in the Red Cross box.

- Oh, well, I'll pay this tuppence for Phoebe.

- Well, thank you, Mr. Lennox.

- By the way, how are you getting on at the beauty parlour?

- Madame Felicia is very nice to me.

I expect it was your introduction.

- Oh.

- But the work isn't very exciting.

- One doesn't expect work to be exciting, Phoebe.

- Oh, I don't know, Frank.

I wouldn't say that.

- Sorry I'm dashing off, Mr. Lennox.

- You've time to talk to Mr. Lennox

For a moment, haven't you?

- Oh, but I'm meeting Eddie up on the heath

At half past four, Mum, and it's that now.

I didn't know you were coming, Mr. Lennox,

Till it was too late to put him off.

- Oh, that's all right, Jim.

- Cheerio, Mr. Lennox.

Bye, Mum.

Bye, Dad.

Good-bye, Jim.

- You never told me you had an airman in the family.

- He's only a cadet, Mr. Lennox.

He won't be called up for another year yet.

- What are you gonna do with him afterwards, Frank?

- What, after the war?

Hm.

- Well, he'll go into the business with me.

Is he keen on being a chemist?

- Well, he won't have to sweat 12 hours a day in a factory

Like I had to when I was a kid.

I had my medical yesterday.

Did you? What do you get?

Don't be wet! A1, of course.

But, well...

I say, Ed.

What'd your old man do for someone to help him in his garage?

Do you think he'd have me?

Would your old man let you?

I don't know?

Well ask him then! Don't be wet.

Okay.

Come on! What's the matter?

Don't worry Mr Lennox, Phoebe.

Oh, she's not worrying me, I assure you.

Take the tea things inside, dear.

- But do you mean you do know somebody

In the film business, Mr. Lennox?

- Yes, he writes scenarios or whatever you call them.

He wrote that one, oh.

That one they're showing for a big war charity next week?

- You don't mean Woman of Today with Gloria Dewey?

- That's it, Woman of Today.

- Isn't it funny, Mummy.

We were only talking about it last night,

And I was saying I'd give anything to see it.

I love Gloria Dewey.

Don't you, Mr. Lennox?

- I must say, I've never seen the lady.

- I saw her latest film three times in one week.

- Did you really?

Well, I'm seeing young Penley tomorrow.

I'll try to arrange a couple of seats for you

for Tuesday night, if you like.

- Oh, if you would do, that would be sweet

of you, Mr. Lennox.

I'll tell him

to look out for you.

David Penley is his name.

He's a charming fellow.

I'm sure you'll like him.

- Oh, thank you, I shall look forward to it.

- Take the tray in, Phoebe.

- Yes, dear.

She's mad about films now.

Last year, it was dress design she wanted to go in for.

- Oh, Mother.

- The year before that, it was mannequin work,

And now it's films.

- It's just a passing phase.

She'll soon grow out of all that nonsense.

- Phoebe.

- What?

- You are much too obvious.

- Was I?

- Yes, much.

- Oh, well, I don't care.

I got what I wanted.

Mr. Penley, I did enjoy it.

- Did you?

Well, I think it's a terrible film.

- Oh, I didn't.

I thought the dialogue was beautifully written.

Didn't you like it, Fen?

- Well, it wasn't like real life, was it?

It was too shiny.

- That's it, exactly.

Like all Rudi Kauffmann's films.

- You are lucky being in the film business.

I wish I were.

- Oh, don't wish you were.

It's a rotten sort of life for a girl like you.

- What do you mean, a girl like me?

- Well, for a pretty sensitive girl

to spend their time hanging around agents'

Waiting rooms and casting offices.

- Oh, but once you've made a hit, that's all finished.

- Please, don't try to get into films.

You have to be as hard as nails to get on.

That's how she got where she is.

- I rather hoped you'd help me.

- I'm sorry, I can't, honestly.

♪ Genevieve ♪ ♪ Sweet Genevieve ♪

- Hurry along there, please! Mind the doors, please!

Won't you sit down?

- I think it's very mean of you not to help me.

- Well, if you knew as much

about film as I do, you'd understand.

- Well, you might at least tell me

How to set about finding film work.

- Sorry, I wouldn't help any girl I liked

to get into film, unless, of course,

I thought she was a great actress or something.

- Oh, thank you.

That's charming of you.

- Would you like to sit down?

I'm getting out the next stop.

- Thank you so much.

- Better get ready to push your way through.

- Thank you.

- I'll clear a path for us.

Golders Green, Edware train.

Don't push there!

Just a minute.

Come along there.

- Excuse me, I want to get out.

Excuse me, excuse me, I want to get out.

- Phoebe! - Come on!

Mind the doors, please.

- Well, I suppose she'll come back by the next train?

- She might go home by bus from Bray.

I expect we better wait.

- Well, let's sit down here, shall we?

Well, I'm afraid I've annoyed your sister.

- I know.

I suppose being in films and studios must seem

Awfully funny and unreal after you being in the war.

- Yes, it does rather.

- Mr. Lennox told me you've been in France.

- Yeah.

- Which book are you reading?

- Oh, that's too old for you, I'm afraid.

- I like books that are old for me.

- Oh, I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to be patronising.

It's the Life of Madame Curie by her daughter.

- Oh, yes, I've heard Daddy talk about her.

She invented radium, didn't she?

I mean she discovered it.

- Yes!.

She's a marvellous woman,

One of the few really great ones.

- Haven't there been any great women then?

- Well, very few who've done anything really big.

- Why is that?

- Well.

- Please tell me.

- It's only my opinion of course,

but I think it's because they lack ,

yes, it's rather difficult to explain,

Singleness of purpose, you know that expression?

- No, what does it mean?

- Well, they don't seem able to map out their life

To a plan as Madame Curie did.

They're led away too easily by things

Like falling in love and success coming too easily.

- Oh, I think I see what you mean.

- Mm-hmm.

- I'd love to read the book.

- Would you really?

- You couldn't lend it to me, could you?

- Well, this is a library book,

but I'll give you a copy, if you like.

- Will you?

Thank you very much.

It's my thirteenth birthday soon,

So you can give it to me then.

- All right, then I will.

- So even if it is a bit too old for me,

soon it won't be.

Don't forget, then.

- No, no, no, of course, I won't.

Garden's Green, Edgware train.

Hurry along there.

- Look here, we've probably missed your sister

while we were talking.

Let's face the other way.

Then we can see if she gets out.

Hurry along there.

Mind the doors, please.

- If I don't see her again tonight,

Will you give her a message?

- Yes.

- Ask her if she'd feel any differently about me

If I do speak to Mr. Hemming, the casting director.

And can I phone her anywhere tomorrow?

- Yes, Madame Felicia, 16 Bond Street.

- I'll phone her there then at 11 o'clock.

- All right.

- Thanks.

Felicia's?

Hold on one moment, madam

I'll have you put through to her office.

- Miss Phoebe Wilson?

I think she's engaged.

Alice?

- What is this stuff you're putting on?

- An Arabian mud mask, madame.

- Mask?

I didn't ask for a mask.

Stings like the devil.

What is it?

I.

- Mr. Penley?

All right, then, David.

Have you fixed it?

You know, for me to see the man who does the casting.

But you told Fennis.

Of course, I thought you'd meant you'd fix it.

Well, why ring me up?

I think it's horribly mean of you.

Oh, I think you're detestable.

No, I won't.

Will you go in now, Mr. Durham?

Help! Help! take it off, take it off, I say.

It's stinging, it's stinging my face like billy-o.

- Oh, what is the matter, madame?

- Oh, it's tearing my face off, help.

How dare you?

I suppose I've got to go--

- Whatever is the matter?

It's only an Arabian mask. How dare you?

- I asked for a massage.

- Shall I send you some samples then?

- Will you excuse me, I'll phone you later.

I've never been so insulted in my life.

- Tell Miss Wilson I want her in my office at once.

- Yes, Madame Felicia.

- Publicly, I shall tell all my friends not to come here.

How dare you employ such an assistant?

- Oh, but madame, if only you'll let me explain.

- Madame Felicia wants to see you in her room, Wilson.

- Oh, heck.

- But I'd no idea you were back in England.

Course I'm pleased.

All right, eight o'clock.

I'll be there.

All right, good-bye.

Now will you explain to me the meaning

Of the brawl in your cubicle?

- Well, to begin with, Madame Felicia,

Mrs. Chard definitely asked for an Arabian mud mask.

- Sentence of death

Or only imprisonment for life?

- Bound over to keep the peace.

- That's what comes of quarrelling

With your boyfriend down the telephone.

Look, what time do you finish tonight?

- Six o'clock.

- What you need's a drink.

It'll cheer you up.

I'll be waiting for you at the Europa at half past six.

- But I don't know you.

Oh, it goes up your nose like Eno's.

- Tell me more about yourself.

You don't seem to be a very happy family.

- Oh, but we are.

We're very happy, really.

But.

- What have you actually done to get into pictures?

- Well, hardly anything.

I've sent my photographs to casting managers,

and I did hope for an introduction,

But nothing came of it.

- Excuse me a moment.

Fen, Fen.

I've got it at last.

- Got what?

- An introduction to the costume director at Marathon.

Look.

- Who gave you this?

- A man I met.

I'll tell you about it later.

Fen, darling, I want you to do something for me.

- What?

- Hello, Fennis.

- Hello.

- Can you swim two lengths yet?

- No.

- I can.

I say, did you see old Maureen fall in?

- No.

- I did. Maisie said Beryl pushed her

Because Maureen said Beryl's mother was a Germany spy.

- Did she?

- Oh, well, I'll be seeing you.

- I say, Fen, I've got to go to Elstree

on Saturday afternoon, and I don't want

Daddy to know what it's about.

So I'm going to pretend it's just a look

Over the studios, and I've asked you.

- Why?

- In case Mummy suggests coming with me.

Then I can say that you're very keen,

And three wouldn't be allowed.

- Oh, Phoebe.

- Oh, I know what you're thinking, Fen,

but just leaving a thing out isn't telling a lie.

But just leaving a thing out isn't telling a lie.

Really it isn't, darling.

- But we'd have to pretend,

And it can feel just as horrid.

- You know how much depends on it, Fen,

My whole future, very likely.

You can't let me down, please, darling.

Ms. Wilson, will you take your hat off?

Now what film work have you done?

- Well, actually, I haven't done any yet.

I was in the Merchant of Venice at school.

- Oh, and what did you play in that, Portia?

- No, as a matter of fact, I played Shylock.

Have you got any photographs with you?

Stand up.

- Who me?

- Yes, you, little girl, stand up.

Age?

- I'm 12.

- Height?

What height are you?

- Why?

- Five foot two.

- And a half.

- If you know, why didn't you say so?

Turn around.

- I haven't the least idea what you're talking about.

- Are you dumb or are you trying to be funny?

- Neither.

- Come along with me.

- Where are we going?

- To see the guv'nor.

- Who?

- The guv'nor.

If her hairs was golden she's not unlike...

- I thought she was the nearest so far.

- A little higher.

- No, and she's only five foot two.

- And a half.

- What have you done?

- I'm afraid I can't hear

With the gramophone playing so loudly.

- What work have you done?

- I haven't the least idea what you're talking about.

Shall I switch it off?

- Please put the record on the other side.

- Listen, who sent you after the part?

- What part?

- The part of Meg as a child.

I presume that's what you've come about.

- I'm sorry.

I didn't hear what you said.

- I said I presume you've come about the part of Meg.

- I'm here with my sister.

- What is this? Why have you make the gramophone broke?

- I'm sorry.

- I must have turned up the speed regulator by mistake.

- It murders the music!

Turn it off, take it off.

Now little girl, come here,

And I will you explain.

We make a picture.

It is called Adopted Daughter.

It shall star Gloria Dewey.

Now in the beginning, Meg has ten years only.

For two scenes, then she grows up.

It is then necessary to have a child like Dewey.

No?

- Yes.

- When your hair is much golden.

You shall not unlike be.

So?

- So.

- Now you go away,

You have your hair goldened.

In three days, you come back,

And I will make with you a test.

- I couldn't have my hair dyed.

- Why not?

- Because I shouldn't like it.

Couldn't you make a test of my sister instead?

She's awfully pretty, and everybody says

She's like a film star.

- Where will you go?

- To get my sister.

- I do not wish her.

Stay yourself.

If I give you five pounds,

You will have hairs coloured for the test?

- It's nothing to do with money.

You throw away perhaps a big career.

- I don't want to be an actress.

- What you wish to do?

- I've other plans.

What plans?

- Private plans.

- Look, if you have your hairs coloured,

I give you beautiful doll with many dresses who can say mama.

- I don't play with dolls.

- Well, then a bicycle.

- I've got one.

- What you wish most?

- Books.

- I give you all the books you want up to 15 pounds.

- I couldn't, not even if you gave me the whole bookshop.

- Take her away.

With her hairs dark

I will make with her a test.

But Mr. Kauffmann, I--

- If you are photogenic,

You will play the part of Meg.

But.

Scram Elsie, go on, beat it.

Test One. Miss Fennis Wilson,

Part of Adopted Daughter, take four.

Action!

- Mummy, Mummy, I--

- Hey, please put more grease on her lips.

Now before the scene, we take

the different aspects of the face.

You look to the right, to the left,

to the front, then you smile,

And then the big commercial acting, hm?

- I don't think I can get

Any tears this time, Mr. Kauffmann.

Why not?

- I haven't any left.

- Commence, commence.

Look right.

Look left.

Look to the front.

Now smile.

More smile, more smile.

Wonderful, wonderful, now more.

More, ah, charming.

Charming , laugh for me, laugh.

You've made enough tears to make big--

No, no, I don't want to see it again.

My mind's made up.

We'll make Strange Barrier with Fennis Wilson as the child.

- But why, Mr. Keith?

Why not Adopted Daughter, Mr. Keith?

- You're 100% right, Mr. Keith,

to play her in Strange Barrier.

I've seen the test six times.

- I agree.

We've got something in that kid.

It's a swell idea of yours, Mr. Keith.

- I do not think it's a swell idea.

Why must the Adopted Daughter scrap

And Strange Barrier make instead?

- Adopted Daughter's a bad, old-fashioned story.

I paid 2,000 for the rights of Strange Barrier.

It ended on the shelf for five years

'Cause it couldn't find a child.

Well, now that I've found one, I'm gonna make it.

- Please, Mr. Keith.

I wish Adopted Daughter to make with Fennis Wilson.

- Strange Barrier with Fennis Wilson.

- She's a real find,

Fennis Wilson.

- Please, Mr. Keith.

- That's all I have to say.

- All right, I will learn to Deanna Durbin make.

- She's a marvellous little girl.

Can we get--

Fennis Wilson - get on with your work.

Don't sit there thinking.

Yes, Miss Lupton.

- Whatever's the matter, Ellen?

- Oh, Frank, I'm so glad I've caught you.

- I was just closing.

Did you come in that taxi?

- Yes, I shouldn't have, I know,

But I've just been to Elstree, and.

- Is there something about Fennis?

- Yes.

They rang up this afternoon.

I was just going to wash up the dinner things,

And they said they wanted to see me at once.

And Frank, it isn't a small part they tried her for.

It's a leading part in a different story

At 50 pounds a week.

- Did you say 50 pounds?

- And it would be for at least ten weeks.

- 500 pounds for three months play acting.

My father worked a full 12 months

To earn a quarter of that.

- But Frank, you don't understand.

Fennis is worth it.

I've always said she was artistic.

Mr. Keith says she's a born actress.

Do you mean you'd have our Fennis

Become a professional film actress?

- Well, for heaven's sake, why not?

It's a chance in a million.

- There are 100 reasons why not.

Her education for one thing.

- They pay a governess to give her lessons at the studio.

Oh, I, I don't know how you can be so

Unexcited about it all.

I can see what's going to happen.

It's going to be the same as 20 years ago.

If you'd taken that chance at buying land

at Golders Green when Mr. Lennox did,

we'd be as rich as he is now,

but I suppose you prefer to plod along

In the same old rut till doomsday.

- Well, how could I take chances

With you and the children to consider?

- I'm sorry.

I shouldn't have said that.

I'd better go home, and we'll talk about it later.

- Ellen.

I don't think you fully realise what this means.

Suppose she was a failure,

For 500 pounds you might spoil her life.

- You always meet trouble halfway, Frank.

Mr. Keith's convinced she can become a star.

- I don't care about that.

Fen's got a fine character of her own.

I don't want it spoiled.

No.

- It isn't only Fennis who would profit by it.

After all, Frank, life hasn't been so easy

or so gay up till now that there's

no room for improvement.

- You mean I've failed you, Ellen?

Well, I thought we hadn't done so badly.

I imagined you thought so, too.

- Perhaps I would have, if we'd never had

A chance at something better.

- All right, I'll think it over.

That's all I can promise.

It's against all my instincts.

I'll go to Mr. Lennox before supper

And have a talk with him.

- Frank, we've been married over 20 years.

This is first time I've ever asked for anything.

Please dear, please let Fennis have her chance.

- Fennis!

Fennis!

Daddy's got some news for you, Fen.

Tell her, Frank.

- All right, all right, Ellen.

- What's the matter?

- Hello, Dad, what's happened?

I knew there was something in the air.

- Is it something about the film?

- Do you think you'd really like to go on the films, Fennis?

- Oh, yes, Daddy.

Of course, if everything was all right, I mean.

- In what way, all right?

- Well, if I could really do the part,

because if it wasn't a bit like me,

I shouldn't know what to do.

I'd make a fool of myself.

Why, have they rung up?

- Yes, and--

- Yes, but it isn't the same part, Fennis.

This is a big one, a very big one, I understand.

- A big part, for me?

- Yes, but on one condition only, Fennis.

That is, if the whole thing falls through,

or if your mother and I think

that the atmosphere of the studio after this one film

is unsuitable for you, then you must promise

You'll go back to school and study.

You give me your word?

- Yes, Daddy.

I promise.

- What are they gonna pay her, Dad?

- 50 pounds a week.

- 50 pounds a week?

Oh.

- Well, fancy you going on the pictures, ducky.

She won't want her toad-in-the-hole now, will she?

We shall have to pay sixpence to speak her now,

shan't we, miss?

- Yes.

- Have I said something wrong?

- Look at old Fen, just got a job

Of 50 smackers a week, and look at her.

Jeffrey, I thought you were in Paris.

Cut!

Now mademoiselle.

- Fennis.

- Yes, Miss Daphne.

- I want you to meet Wendy Keith,

Mr. Keith's daughter.

How do you do?

- I've heard such a lot about you.

- I'll leave you two to get to know one another.

Now don't forget, Fennis.

Lessons in the dressing room after lunch.

- Yes, Miss Daphne.

- Look out, girls.

- Where is the track? - Why is there not enough tracks?

- Have you done anything yet?

- No, nothing.

And I've been here since eight o'clock.

More to expression, please Miss Dewey.

- I expect I won't feel so nervous

Though, when I've done a thing.

but your furs are what you wear in Paris.

- Do you often come here?

- No, I'm at school.

I came down to have lunch with Daddy.

Is your mother down here with you?

- Yes, but I wouldn't let her come

On the set to watch me act.

I should be most horribly embarrassed.

- Yes, I should, too.

Hide that baby,

And move that big feller.

Now break it up.

- I think I have to run before the red light goes up.

I hope we meet again.

- We must.

Good luck with the film.

- Thank you.

Fennis!

- You and Gloria Dewey must acquaintance be.

Come.

- I wish I could speak to you about my part, Mr. Kauffmann.

- Oh, excuse my speaking to you, Mr. Kauffmann,

But do you remember me?

- I cannot speak now.

Oh, I'm so sorry, Mr. Kauffmann.

- Gloria, here's the little Fennis to speak with you.

- What, did he say your name was Finish?

It's not true!

Lance, my dear, did you hear what Rudi called this child?

- No.

- He called her Finish.

Why it's perfect.

- My name's Fennis.

- But Finish is so much better.

I shall call you Finish.

- If you do, I shan't answer you.

- Will you take your place, please, Miss Dewey?

Clear the set.

- Excuse me, missy.

You don't want to take no notice of her

She's jealous.

Frightened you'll steal the picture, that's all.

- I see.

Thank you for telling me.

- I got kids of me own, see.

Clear the set, please.

- No one is here!

- What?

- Why are they not on time?

Shall I set the light and microphone's place?!

- Come on, break it up. Put that knitting away.

All right, ladies.

Now take these coats off.

Now can we have quiet, please.

Okay, guv'nor?

Okay.

- Clear the set.

Come on, hurry up.

Give me a red light.

Now this is a take!

Roll it.

- Strange Barrier, scene 23, take 6.

- Commence!

- Jeffrey, I thought you were in Paris.

Oh, there you are.

- Cut!

Who is this idiot woman?

You have the company's 500 pounds cost!

- I'm sorry, Mr. Kauffmann.

I'm Fennis's mother.

- Whoever you may be, if to the studio you come,

You must the laws of the studios keep!

- Come on, guv'nor, relax.

She's all right.

She won't do it again.

- Hi, Fennis.

Mind if I talk to you.

Come and sit down.

Oh, bring a chair, Mrs. Wilson.

Come over here, honey.

I am afraid that stuff your mother's given me

About you just won't do, Fennis.

- What won't do?

- Why, it's drab, colourless.

Isn't there anything interesting

You can tell me about yourself?

Props! Nail those curtains back.

- I don't think there is.

- I was afraid not.

So I've tried to give you a personality.

This is the angle I've been working on.

See if you can add anything to it.

Only a few days ago, Fennis was leading

the quiet, uneventful life of a typical

11-year-old schoolgirl, the daughter

of a research chemist now engaged on secret work

Of national importance.

She spent her holidays on horseback,

playing with her wolfhound in the beautiful gardens

Of her parent's spacious home in Hampstead.

A sport-loving, open-air-loving tomboy,

before the war, she liked nothing better

Than to put on overalls and decoke her Daddy's cars.

- But he can't put that.

He can't possibly, can he, Mummy?

It isn't true, any of it.

It's lies!

- Hey, you don't have to worry about that.

This is publicity.

- It's lies.

It says I'm 11.

I'm nearly 13.

- Sure, but 11 is a more appealing age to the public.

- And Daddy isn't a research chemist.

- I'll be he makes experiments.

- Then it says I can ride a horse.

- You can sit on one.

- Jenny isn't a Wolfhound.

- She's a dog.

- Why do you say we're rich?

- You soon will be.

- Darling, you must fall in with their ideas.

It's very important, you know, the first week.

After all, I expect Daddy has made some experiments.

And you could learn to ride.

And you're not much more than 11.

- That's the idea, honey.

We've got to make it true.

- You can't make me 11 years old.

- Hm.

Well, another thing, your name.

How's about Fennis Forrest?

- Why do you want to change my name?

- I expect Mr. Todd thinks it's prettier, dear.

- You'll never be a star with a name like Wilson.

- Then I won't be a star.

Please, Mr. Todd, I don't want to hurt your feelings,

but I--

Quiet, please.

Quiet, please!

- Well, you'll have to argue it out with Mr. Keith.

See you later.

- But Mr. Todd--

Quiet, please!!!

Okay, roll it over.

Strange Barrier, scene 23, take 7.

Commence!

- Jeffrey, I thought you were in Paris.

Cut, cut, cut!

What does it matter what they call you?

- I can't explain.

- Oh, well it's no good not having any dinner.

I'm going to get something.

- Spam and chips.

- No Spam, only Prem, More or Taff.

- Well, Prem and mashed.

- Two sausage and mash, and two queen's puddings, please.

- Hello, Jack.

- Hello.

- Doing another Karloff?

- Oh, the same old stuff.

- How much is that?

- Oh, pay at the desk.

Next, please.

- Baked beans on toast.

- You've forgotten your pudding, madam.

Oh, thank.

- Go on, I'll do this.

- I'm so terribly sorry.

- Oh, I'm afraid it was my fault.

I'm not used to studios.

- Hello, Mrs. Wilson.

What's the matter?

- Oh, Mr. Penley, I'm so glad to see you.

I've had nothing but shocks ever since I've been here.

I want to talk to you.

I wonder if you'd speak to Fennis

And try and make her see sense.

- Excuse me, you're not sitting on a diamond, are you?

- I don't think so.

- I left my tiara on the seat while I was having lunch,

And I noticed there's another diamond gone.

There's hardly any left.

Of course, they're only paste,

But it's kept me in work for 20 years.

I first wore this in Kissing Cup's Race,

With Stewart Rome and Violet Hopson.

But of course, you weren't born then.

Hello, Fennis.

- Hello.

- Your mother's been telling me you're troubled.

- They want to change everything about me.

It isn't me they want at all.

Somebody they've invented called Fennis Forrest,

Make me look like her and talk like her.

And in the end, they'll make me feel like her,

And there won't be any me any more.

- Well, you're making quite a hole in that.

Hey, see that picture on the wall over the radiator?

Yes.

- Nice face, don't you think?

Kind, sincere, sensitive.

Do you know who it is?

- No.

- Doris Elphick, before she went into pictures,

Gloria Dewey now.

- Gloria Dewey?

It can't be the same, it can't be.

- Well, it is.

- Please, David, what am I to do?

- Don't you let them change you, Fennis.

You stick your toes in and fight.

If you lose, well, you still will have kept

your integrity, and that, to some people,

Is the most important thing in life.

It is to you, I know.

- Please, what does integrity mean?

- Well, it's being true to yourself.

You know, what we talked about that night

On the platform, what Madame Curie had, remember?

- Oh, I see.

You understand, don't you?

You don't think I'm obstinate and silly?

- Of course, I don't.

- You're digging holes in the table now.

- You and your sister are very unalike.

- Phoebe doesn't mean everything she says.

- You do, don't you?

Calling Miss Fennis Wilson.

Calling Miss Fennis Wilson.

Please, Fennis Wilson call at Mr. Keith's office

In the administration building.

Calling Miss Fennis Wilson.

Will Miss Fennis Wilson call in Mr. Keith's office?

- Battle is joined!

- Come along, dear, we better hurry up.

- I'd rather go alone, Mummy.

- Alone, dear?

- Yes, please.

- Oh, very well, dear, you are an odd child.

- Cross your fingers for me.

- Good luck.

- I won't be a minute.

- Good luck, darling.

- I have just been speaking to Mr. Todd.

- Yes, Mr. Keith.

- He tells me that you don't approve

Of his proposal to change your name.

- No, Mr. Keith.

- Do you want to play the part of Heather in Strange Barrier?

- Yes, I do.

- You wouldn't like us to cancel your contract, would you?

- No.

- We can, you know, if you persist in your refusal.

- I can't change my name,

Not for acting or anything else, ever.

- Do you like ices?

- Yes, I do.

- Ring the canteen, and tell them

To send over two large strawberry ices.

- Two?

Yes, Mr. Keith.

- Who is it?

- It's me.

- What are you doing up?

- I've got insomnia.

- Oh, rubbish, go back to bed.

- Half past twelve.

I've been 13 for half an hour.

Oh, what are these?

Chicken and ham roll, Mother left them.

- Could I have one?

You can have the lot, only do be quick.

- I wonder why things take extra delicious after midnight.

Where did Mr. Durham take you?

- A night club.

- How much do you like him?

- Well, Fen, he's sort of dashing

And awfully handsome.

- David's handsome.

- Oh, David's different.

Howard's a man of the world.

- I don't think I like dashing men of the world.

I hope you won't decide to marry him.

- Did I say one word about marrying him?

For heaven's sakes, Fen, get to bed

Before I strangle you.

Here, here's your present.

You can take it with you, if you like.

- Oh, Phoebe, how exciting.

It's soft... hankies?

Shall I open it now?

It is past midnight, and it's tomorrow, isn't it?

- If you want to.

- Phoebe, silk stockings, my first pair.

- I thought you'd like them for the party.

- Must have given up your own coupons, too.

Thank you, darling.

It's a heavenly present.

Phoebe, let's talk.

I've been wanting to talk to you for ages.

I hardly see you at all since I've been at the studio.

- This isn't the time to talk now.

- But it is, it is.

- Well, what do you want to say?

- Phoebe, you haven't given up because of me?

- Given up what?

- Trying to get film work.

- Oh that.

I was never frightfully serious about it.

- Because you mustn't, you mustn't.

- Oh, for heaven's sakes, Fen.

I want to go to sleep.

- Good night, Phoebe.

- Good night.

Happy birthday.

- Thank you, darling.

Hello, Fennis.

Phoebe, run upstairs and get Fen's press cutting book.

Mr. Lennox would like to see it.

- I'll get it, Mummy.

- Thank you, darling.

- If Mr. Lennox really wants to see,

But it's so stupid and mostly lies.

- I'm sure I shall find it fascinating.

- Why haven't you opened Mr. Penley's present yet, Fen?

- No, not yet, Mummy.

- May I come with you to wash my hands?

- Yes, of course.

- Why don't you ask him tonight?

Catch him while he's in a good mood.

- Okay, okay, I'm going to.

- I knew it would be this.

What a nice present.

I must read it.

They've got it in the school library.

- Have you?

There's nothing like that in ours.

- We can get any book we ask for at ours.

It isn't the sort of school where they try

To stop you from reading and say it's unhealthy.

- Don't they?

But I thought all schools did.

Not modern ones.

- Really?

But do they teach you the kind of things

you want to know, then?

- Oh, yes.

It's marvellous.

They sort of find out what you're really best at

And then help you with it.

I mean, they don't force geometry and hockey

down your neck, regardless of whether

There'll ever be any use to you or not.

- What a heavenly place it sounds.

Is it in the wilds of Scotland?

- I've got a snap of it in my bag.

- May I see it?

- It's a heavenly house with acres and acres of grounds.

- Oh, you are lucky.

That's exactly the sort of house I imagine

the heroine of my book stayed at

When she went to live with her uncle.

- You can keep it if you like.

- Can I? - You can keep it if you like.

- Can I?

Thanks awfully.

We'd better go down, hadn't we?

- Yes.

Don't forget the press book for your mother.

- No.

I keep all my secret things in here.

Its different from that modern stuff we've got to put up with.

Would you like to hear a hot number, Mr Lennox?

Eddie and I will swing a duet for you.

I'm not quite sure that I know what a hot number is.

We'll show you.

Come on, Eddie.

Where did you learn to play the piano, then?

- Oh, it's Chopsticks.

- I didn't know the younger generation knew that.

- Won't you try and understand how I feel about you?

Can't you forgive me?

- I'm not aware there's anything to forgive.

- But surely you can try and understand it.

- I don't understand you at all, Mr. Penley.

- Oh, Phoebe, why put on an act?

What's it all about?

You wanted to become a film actress, didn't you?

But I didn't help you,

Because I didn't want to see you spoilt.

- Really, you missed your vocation.

You should've been a preacher.

- You're Fennis's sister.

You can't be as hard-boiled as you pretend to be.

- You're rude and ill-mannered.

I suppose I should've been prepared for it.

My father warned me I'd find film people vulgar.

I'm so sorry.

- Good-bye, Mrs. Wilson. - Good-bye, Mrs. Wilson.

Good-Bye, Charles.

Good to see you. - Good-bye, Miss Dutton.

I expect to see you again.

I did enjoy myself immensely.

Thank you so much.

Good-bye.

A fine end to finish this party.

I should tell Phoebe what I think about her.

Don't be too hard on her, Frank.

She has no right to insult guests

in our own home.

I'm sure she didn't mean it.

After all, she's been very good really,

when you think that it was her

And not Fen mad to go into pictures.

That's no excuse.

Phoebe, Phoebe!

- Yes, what is it?

- Oh, you should have lent a hand at the salvage depot.

They can do with help on Saturday afternoons.

What do you make of this?

- It's meant for me.

I thought it was for Fennis.

That's why I opened it.

What do they mean by your application for work?

- I think Mr. Durham must've arranged it for me.

I asked him too.

You know your father wouldn't let you take it.

- I'm going to take it.

- How can you?

It's on Monday.

You've got to go to Bond Street.

- If I have to say that you're in bed that day

With a bad chill, Felicia would let me stay away.

I'd phone her.

- You must be mad, Phoebe.

Telling deliberate, downright lies?

- Mummy, you must help me, you must.

- No, Phoebe, you must drop the whole idea.

- So I'm not even allowed one day's crowd work.

I've got to plod along on three pounds a week

While my 13 year old sister gets 50.

Mother, you've no right to refuse to help me.

You've always encouraged me to want something

out of life.

Nothing was too good for me until Fennis got her contract.

Now you don't care what happens to me.

- Phoebe, that's not true.

- It is.

If I speak to you, you don't listen.

You just sit staring at Fen as

Though she's the centre of all creation.

You almost croon over her beastly press cuttings.

You watch every mouthful she eats.

You sit for hours gloating over her pictures.

- It's not true, not one word of it.

- You know it is, Mummy.

And I won't stand for it any longer.

I won't, I won't.

That's Jenny wanting to come in.

Come on, dear.

It's no use going on like that.

Tell Madame Felicia I've got a chill on Monday if you like.

I'll stay in bed that day.

It won't seem such a bare-faced lie, then.

As a matter of fact, I haven't been

feeling very well lately.

Come on, dear, don't worry.

I'll help you.

- Hello, Mr. Lennox.

Oh, Penley here.

Oh, very well, thanks.

Look, would you like me to put you down

for a couple of seats at the premiere

of Strange Barrier Thursday week?

You would.

Well, look, I say.

Hang on a minute.

That's funny.

- Excuse me, what sort of film is this?

Do you know?

- It's an M.O.I. film.

We're supposed to be women roadsweepers.

- Oh, Madame, we're so understaffed today.

Perhaps we could make an appointment

for you for next Monday.

- Monday, let me see.

- Charles, where are we lunching?

- Well, I know a little place where

They've still got some food right.

- Perfect.

- By the way, you're dining with me

After Fennis Wilson's film next Thursday week.

- Oh yes, I'd love to.

You know, Phoebe Wilson's very unsettled

Since her sister became a film star.

- You know, it's awfully sweet of you

to let her off today, but you know,

David says she's simply wasting her time doing crowd work.

- Crowd work?

- How are you, Mother?

Feeling better?

- Much better, thank you, dear.

- You feeling well enough to eat some chocs?

- Oh, Frank, where did you get them?

I haven't seen these since before the war.

And what lovely flowers, too.

- I brought you the latest Penguin to read, Mummy.

- Thank you, Fen, darling.

- Come along, Fennis.

Mother must have all the rest she can get.

Would like me to do the blackout for you, Ellen?

- Not yet, thank you, dear.

- Mother.

- Phoebe, whatever's the matter?

- Felicia's found out.

- Oh, whatever shall we do.

- I knew something like this would happen.

- Oh, don't start telling me I told you so.

Don't shout at me, Phoebe.

Has she sacked you?

- I've been suspended for two weeks.

- Well, how, how did she find out?

When did you see her?

- Well, I was called for another day's work tomorrow,

so I rang up to say that you still needed me

To stay with you.

- And she knew where you'd been?

How could she have found out so quickly?

- Well, she does know, so what does it matter?

I better go and tell Father and get it over with.

I won't bring you into it.

- Phoebe, Phoebe.

Oh, look what I've done.

Don't you dare tell your father.

Now you listen to me.

If you tell your father, it's Fennis he'll take it out of.

He'll say that this could never have happened

If she hadn't gone on the pictures.

He'll send her back to school.

It will finish everything.

You little fool, to spoil everything at a time like this

When Fennis's whole future's at stake.

You're not to let your father know, do you hear?

You're to pretend to go to work each morning

And not come back till the usual time.

What you do in between, I don't care.

- What's Phoebe done to herself?

She looks years older.

It's her hair, isn't it?

- Don't you like it?

- It's ridiculous.

- We're there, Fen.

- I don't like your hair that way, Phoebe.

- I think it suits me.

- Who did it for you?

- Alice Jordan.

- She wants to make old man Keith sit up.

Introduce her as your Aunt Phoebe, Fen.

That'll learn her.

Leicester Square.

- Oh, there she is.

You're wanted on the set, Fennis.

Mr. Keith wants her to meet some big shots.

Come on.

You're gonna knock them cold, duck.

- You see the Wilsons anywhere?

- No.

- I'll put all these in together.

- All right.

- All right, hadn't we better be taking our seats?

- Oh, let's wait a minute longer.

- Hello, Mr. Penley.

- Hello.

- Good evening, David.

- Hello, Phoebe, how are you?

I had to come and tell you.

Fennis gives a tremendous performance in this film.

As a matter of fact, she steals the picture.

But I'll see you at the reception after.

- Come along, we're sure to see them afterwards.

- Here you are, Dad.

- Oh, there's Mr. Lennox.

- Who's he with?

- Jim, what's the matter?

- How are you, Charles?

- I've been looking for you.

Hello, Mrs. Frank.

You know Madame Felicia.

Phoebe's mother

Mr. Wilson.

And Jim. Very dear friends of mine.

You must be very excited tonight, Mrs. Wilson.

- Yes.

Well, shall we go in?

- Yes, let's go in.

- See you at the reception afterwards.

You and little Fennis must acquainted be.

I will present her to you afterwards at the reception.

I'm looking forward to having

Phoebe back with us again.

We've missed her, you know.

- Yes, I'm sure you have.

And when she does come back,

Her midsummer madness will be quite forgotten.

- Well, I think we'll be getting in, shall we?

Well, good luck.

- See you later.

- I'll be anxious, Charles, to know

What you think of Fen's performance.

- Ah, she'll be all right without any opinion of mine.

- Did you know that Madame Felicia

And Charles were more than business acquaintances?

- No, I had no idea.

- Mrs. Wilson, the organ's going down.

- Oh.

- Oh, excuse me, please.

How very exciting to see my Fennis on the films.

- Hello. - Hello.

- I'm so glad we're sitting together.

- Yes, and so am I.

- Who was it Madame Felicia was saying she'd missed?

- Oh, one of the girls who's been away.

- Which one was it?

- Alice Jordan.

I don't think I'll go to the party afterwards, Frank.

I've got a headache, all the excitement.

- Oh, but my dear--

- Shush Daddy, it's beginning.

Heather, Heather.

Let me in at once.

How dare you behave like this?

After all, I am your mother.

- We bored you, Daddy and I.

So you ran out on us.

Now you think you'd like us back.

We don't want you.

You're a stranger.

You're in the way.

Why did you ever come back and spoil everything?

- Oh, it's going to be a sad one.

- Yes.

- Got your handkerchief, dear?

- Please. - Please.

- Yes, thank you, dear.

- Help yourself, Ada.

You are good, dear.

No, no, I must see her, I must.

You can't stop me.

I won't let you.

Heather, come back.

Where are you going?

- To find her.

Mummy.

Oh, Mummy.

- Heather, my darling.

Is she really only 12?

Yes, amazing, isn't it? A child that age.

- What was the little girl's name?

- Fennis Wilson.

Quite a relief after all these war films.

- Yes, it is.

A child couldn't act like that.

She must be a midget made up?

Of course, you would be different!

I've got quite a headache from so much crying.

Oh come on, let's get a move on.

We don't want to stand all the way home.

It was terrific.

If they put her over as the English Judy Garland.

- They're all talking about Fennis, Frank.

- Yes, they all seem to think she's very good.

I wonder where they're holding this reception.

- I'd rather go straight home.

- Surely you want to have a word with Fennis?

- I'd rather go home.

- Me, too, I'm about all in.

- Surely you can come in for a few minutes.

- I don't want to.

- Just long enough to show off your new hairstyle.

I'll tell Alice Jordan if you don't.

- Why Alice Jordan?

- She did Phoebe's hair.

- I thought you said Alice was away ill.

How was she able to do your hair, then?

- Did I say Alice Jordan?

I mean Paula.

- Well if it wasn't Alice who was away,

Who was Madame Felicia talking about?

Oh, I don't know.

What does it matter anyway?

We can't stand arguing here in front of everybody.

Mother said she was ill.

- You'd better take your mother home.

Wait for me.

I want to know the truth of this.

I don't care if you do find out the truth.

I've been suspended from the office for two weeks

Because I stayed away to do crowd work and I was found out.

And it's all your fault! Yes, yours!

- Really, Phoebe! - Well it is, Mum. You know it is!

If he wasn't the sort of man he is, this would never have happened.

Oh, I'm fed up! I can't stand it any longer.

She didn't mean it, Frank.

I'll better go after her and take her home.

- I'll explain to Keith.

Get the coats will you, Jim.

Jim, are you afraid of me?

- Afraid of you, Dad?

How do you mean?

- Well, if there was anything you wanted,

Would you be afraid to speak to me?

- I'm not afraid of you exactly, Dad,

but well, yes there is something I wanted to ask you,

Only I didn't think you'd listen.

After the war, I don't want to be a chemist, Dad.

My heart wouldn't be in it.

I'm not clever, not with my head,

but I can do things with my hands,

Engines and things, cars.

That's what I'm keen on.

That's what I want to do.

And I've got a chance to take Eddie's place

In his father's garage.

I can learn my trade before I'm called up.

After all, old Fen's shooting ahead like a house on fire.

So I don't see why I shouldn't have my chance, too.

- You'd better go to bed, Jim.

- Okay, Dad.

Goodnight, Dad.

- Goodnight.

- Now I want the truth.

If I'm not given it, I'll find out for myself.

Why were you suspended?

- I was offered two days' crowd work at Marathon.

I said Mother was unwell and asked if I could stay away.

Madame Felicia found out.

It's no good asking you why I didn't tell you.

You'd never let me do it.

- No, I shouldn't.

Where did you get the money to pay

Your share of the housekeeping each week?

I borrowed it.

- From your mother?

- She didn't know why I wanted it.

- No?

What date did you first stay away from your work?

- I don't remember.

It wasn't the 17th, was it?

The 17th?

- It might have been.

- Was it a coincidence then that

You were ill in bed that day, Ellen?

- Frank, Frank.

- You better go to bed.

We'll talk things over in the morning

When you're in a more fit state.

- No, we won't.

We'll talk about them now.

I suppose you think I'm going to come down

In the morning and apologise.

Well, I'm not.

If people are unreasonable, you have to lie to them.

It's my life, isn't it?

I earn my own living.

I'm 20.

I have a right to do what I like with my own life.

- If you lost your job and couldn't support yourself,

you'd think me a strange father

If I said that I'd got no obligations to you?

- I shouldn't come whining to you for help.

- Well, what's done is done,

but as long as you live in my house,

I'm responsible for you, and I expect obedience.

I ask for your word that you'll give

Up all ideas of this acting.

- I won't.

Why should I?

- I can't believe any other ambition would've

So blinded you to the elementary decencies.

I'm not going to argue, Phoebe.

- But Fennis can be an actress.

Fennis can earn 50 pounds a week.

Fennis can do what she damn well likes.

- Fennis is not an actress.

She will do no more film work.

She's going back to school.

- Mother, Mother, come here!

- Frank, you can't mean it.

Say you don't mean it.

What harm has acting done to her?

She's just the same, isn't she?

She hasn't changed.

- Phoebe's changed.

You've changed a great deal, Ellen.

With a house full of lies, subterfuge and dishonesty,

how long do you think it will be

before Fennis changes too?

- Then it is what Phoebe and I have done?

- It's what this acting business has done to you.

I'm going to take her away from it before it's too late.

That's my decision.

- It's your revenge, you mean.

- You'll apologise for that.

- I'm not afraid of you.

- Phoebe, keep out of this.

He doesn't know what he's saying.

Frank, you can't do this

After the success Fen's made.

There's a future waiting for her, for all of us.

After tonight, she'll be famous.

- Famous.

Publicity that's bought and paid for isn't fame.

Fame is something you get after a lifetime

Spent in the service of humanity.

- Oh, he's got religious mania or something.

I don't care what you say.

You can do as you like with Fennis,

but you're not gonna spoil my life.

- Phoebe, come back.

Where are you going?

- You'll do what I think best

Because you proved yourself untrustworthy and deceitful.

And Fennis will do what she's told

because she's only a child.

She's open to bad influence.

That's the end of it.

- It's not the end of it.

I'm Fennis's mother.

I have some right where the child's concerned.

Phoebe, please leave us, dear.

- Before she goes, I want that promise I spoke of.

- I shan't give it.

- As long as you live in my house, you'll obey me.

- I don't want to live in your house.

I don't want to.

Do you think I want to live this boring

old-fashioned life?

No, and I won't, not another minute.

- Frank, stop her, stop her.

You can't let her go.

- If she wants to go, she can.

She earns enough to keep herself.

- You're turning her out.

That's what it comes to.

You with all your talk about what's right

And what's wrong.

You're a bully, that's what you are.

A bully, a self-righteous smug bully.

I shan't let you ruin Fennis's life.

I'll fight you.

I'll take it to the courts.

That's what I'll do.

I'll take it to the courts.

Phoebe, darling, what are you doing?

Go back to bed, please.

- No use, Mother, I've made up my mind.

I'm going.

Keep your chin up, Mum.

It's not the end of the world, you know.

I'll be all right.

Can I speak to Mr. Durham, please?

Not back from Ireland yet?

Not for three months?

Oh no, it doesn't matter thank you.

- Fen, darling, Fen.

- Mummy, Mummy, darling.

What's the matter?

Daddy, what's the matter?

Is she ill?

- No, that's enough, Ellen.

You can stop that nonsense if you want to.

If you want me, Mother,

I shall be at Alice Jordan's.

Good-bye.

- Phoebe, what is it?

What's happened?

You must tell me.

- There's been a disagreement.

Phoebe isn't living with us any longer.

Try to go to bed and get some sleep.

- I can't, I can't, Daddy.

Is it something about me?

Me, too, Fen, both of us.

Better go to bed now.

There's nothing you can do.

I'm going anyway.

Good-bye, Mother.

Good-bye, Fen.

- Phoebe.

- No, Mother, it's no good.

Fen, darling, I'm sorry.

Try not to think it's all through me, won't you?

- What, what does she mean, Mummy?

- He says you're to give up acting.

He's going to send you back to school, darling.

- Is that true, Daddy?

- Yes, Fen.

- I shan't let him.

I shan't stand by and see him throw away this chance

As he's thrown away others.

I'll fight for you, if I have to go to law

I'll fight for you!

- Keep quiet. If you can't keep quiet...

- Daddy.

- Fen, oh, Fen.

- Can't you sleep, Fen?

No, Daddy.

- Try to sleep.

I know you must think I'm harsh and I'm unjust.

Listen, Fennis.

Suppose I were to agree that you could go on

with this film work after all,

Would that make you happier?

- No, Daddy, not now.

I've got other plans now.

I want to go away.

- Go away, where to?

- Have you brought something to read, dear?

It's a long journey, you know.

- Yes, I have, thank you, Mummy.

- I'd better get you a couple books in case.

- Hurry, Ellen, we've only got a few minutes.

- I'll have these two, please.

- That'll be one shilling, please.

- Now Fennis, if you should change your mind,

if you're unhappy at school,

You'll write and let me know, won't you?

- But I couldn't be, Daddy, possibly.

I've dreamed about going somewhere like this

Ever since I was tiny.

I've been very lucky, Daddy,

To get the money from the film so that I could.

- We shall miss you, you know.

- Excuse me.

- Thank you.

- Daddy, I, give my love to Phoebe, won't you,

When you see her.

Oh, and Daddy, don't let Mummy forget.

When she writes to me, to call me Joan Wilson,

And not Fennis, Joan.

Mummy, Mummy!

- Good-bye, Fen, darling.

Oh, I've forgotten the books.

- Good-bye, Fennis, good-bye, Fen, darling.

Joan, I mean.

- Bye, Mummy darling.

Tell Jim I'll be thinking of him on Monday

When he starts at the garage.

- Sure you've got everything?

They'll meet you at the other end, you know.

Look out for Jubilee Road.

You'll see it from the window.

Good-bye, good-bye.

- Good-bye.

- Good-bye, good-bye.

Look out for Jubilee Road.

You'll see it from the window.

Good-bye, good-bye.

Suppose I was to agree

that you could go on with this film work after all,

Would that make you happy?

No, Daddy, not now.

I have other plans now.