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Heat. Heat.

After four long years of war, The men

are coming home.

Hundreds and hundreds of houses are

becoming homes once more.

Welcome to number 17, Mrs. Gibbons. And

may all your days here be happy on work.

I'll be happy when I've had a cup of

tea.

>> Well, you won't have to wait long years

of removal. You go on in, mother, and

I'll help them all the stuff.

>> Well, you couldn't have timed it better.

>> You're all right, GOVERNOR.

>> This house smells a bit damp to me. I

hope it isn't.

>> Well, that's why it should be. It's not

near any water.

>> Well, you never know. Mrs. Wilhox moved

into that house in Leaded and before

she'd been in it for 3 months, she was

in bed with rheumatic fever.

>> That's right, dear. Look on the bright

side.

>> This right?

>> Hey, you put it here.

Take that in there, young man.

>> Yes, madam.

>> That gas cooker nearly move out of the

kitchen.

>> It'll only be air in the pipe here. Put

these in the living room. They may need

shortening a bit.

>> Oh, I do hope not.

>> Give us a hand with this crockery.

Mother, it should have been put in the

kitchen.

>> I'm not supposed to move anything at

all, you know. Not anything.

>> Oh, come on, mother. It's not heavy.

Give us a hand. You'll feel better WHEN

YOU'VE HAD A NICE CUP of tea.

>> If I ever do have a nice cup of tea.

>> Well, the kettle's on the boil. But

Sylvia's not here yet.

>> Sylvia?

>> Well, she had to go all the way to the

UK store to know that's quite a way.

>> She wouldn't have had to do that if she

hadn't forgotten half the things we told

her to order. And anemia.

>> Well, she can't help her anemia, can

she? Now,

>> I don't know. You and Frank put up with

her. And that's a fact.

>> Now, YOU KNOW AS WELL AS I do, mother,

that I couldn't let me sister-in-law

live all by herself now, could I?

Especially after all she's been through.

Sylvia hasn't been through no more than

anyone else.

>> What she needs is a job of work. She

couldn't stand it. She's too delicate.

You know what the doctor said? That

doctor would say anything. Look how he

went on over Queen's opening core,

frightening us all to death.

>> Well, you've taken me a time, I must

say. We thought something had happened

to you. Well, I'd like to see you being

a quicker with a lot like this to carry.

Here was the milk.

>> Oh, me poor Beck. It was your feet this

afternoon.

>> Well, it's my back now. So there.

>> This house smells a bit damp if you ask

me. All houses smell damp when you first

move in.

>> Oh, P. Shut up. Oh dear.

I thought I was going to have one of my

texts just as I turned into Aville Road.

I had to lean against pillar box. I

suppose you didn't think to remember my

pep mints.

>> Yes, I did. In my bag here.

>> Well, thank for small mercies. Want one?

>> No thanks. I didn't.

>> I'm just going to take this cup of tea

up to Frank.

>> We'll have to butter places poor Sylvia.

We'll have no rest till we let him out.

No peace for the wicked.

Here's

cup of tea, dear. Tom,

>> I've just tacked them up for the time

being. I'll put them up properly when

we've settled in.

>> Yeah, you look tired. You've been doing

too much.

>> Oh, I'm all right.

>> Well, you've been at it all day, you

know.

>> Oh, what do you expect me to do? Sit

down by the fire and read a nice book?

>> All right, Slappy.

>> Oh, Frank. Do you like it?

>> Like what?

>> Well, the house, silly. You haven't said

a word.

>> Well, of course I like it. Oh, I can't

hardly believe it. You know, it's all

been so quick. You coming home and being

demobbed?

>> Oh, dear.

>> What's up?

>> I can't get used to not having that

awful weight in me mind all the time.

>> How'd you mean?

>> You know

>> what? Me perishing on a field of

slaughter. Oh, what a chance.

>> There was a chance every minute of every

day for four years. And don't you forget

it. I used to feel sick every time the

postman came, every time the bell went.

>> There's no sense in going on about it.

That's all over and done with.

>> We're lucky over and done with for some

people. Look at Mrs. Worstly husband and

two sons gone and Mrs. Cross that boy of

her she was so proud I've done in for

life.

>> We ought to be grateful.

>> Oh, too.

>> Now then, Frank, it's me a headache

talking like that doesn't make sense.

>> Well, what does make sense? I'd like to

know.

>> Well, lots of things. There's me and the

children, isn't there? And there's your

job and this house and the laugh we're

going to live in it. It's cruel to make

me even think of. Well,

>> what's the use of upsetting yourself?

There isn't going to be another war

anyway.

>> There'll always be wars as long as men

are such fools as to want to go to them.

No sense in buttering that cat's paws.

He knows when he's well off.

>> Bit of luck about that cherry tree,

isn't it?

>> Oh, I never noticed it.

>> No, you wouldn't.

>> That not of time I've had to stand about

looking at cherry trees.

>> That's a bit of luck. They fit perfect.

Here, there's Percy. Who let him out?

>> Mother must have. He's up to no good,

shouldn't wonder.

>> Yeah, we ought to have had him arranged

when he was little.

>> That was a falcon.

>> Poor old girl. You must be glad to have

a home of your own again. Living four

years with your mother can't have been

all jam, I will say. I think I was

better off in the trenches.

>> You ought to be ashamed saying such

things.

>> Oh, your mother's all right in her way,

but that ass of hers in Batson. Oh dear.

gave me the willies after 5 weeks, let

alone four years. At least we got a bath

here that doesn't scratch the eye off

you.

>> Let me rank it.

>> Here you are.

>> I'm just going to help mother and still

get the supper.

>> Yeah, let's have a look at you.

>> What for?

>> Just to see what's happened to your

face. You know, I don't seem to have had

time for a really good look at it. Not

since I got back.

>> Stop it. Leave

>> here. Hold still a minute.

>> Now, see here, Frank Gibbons.

>> Yeah, it's not such a bad face as faces

go, I will say.

>> Oh, thanks very much. I'm sure.

>> Of course, it's not quite as young as it

was when I married.

>> Leave old off me.

>> But taken by and large, I wouldn't

change it. I might wipe some of the dirt

off the side of it, but I wouldn't

change it.

>> Dirt where?

>> Here. Hold still.

There. That's better. Now then.

>> Now then, what?

>> Give us a kiss.

>> I do no such thing.

>> And why not, may I ask?

>> We have got no time for fooling about.

Well, you know.

>> Oh, turning nasty, are we? We'll soon

see about that.

>> Van Gibbons.

>> Shut up.

>> Oh, dear.

>> Oh, I hope I don't intrude. I live at

number 15 next door. And my Mrs. And I

thought if you needed anything in the

way of gross

>> well I'll be blow Mitchell Bob Mitchell

>> that's right

>> but don't you remember me Frank Gibbons

the buffs be company fester 1915

>> strike me pink it's old gibbon

>> you old son of a gun

>> me I thought you was as dead as mutton

after that night attack when we'd gone

on to gven left you lot in the mud

>> me dead as mutton I'm tougher than that

only one small o through my leg in four

years here take a chair

>> thanks

>> how did you make out

>> not so Got guest in 17. All right now,

though. Left me chest a bit weak, that's

all.

>> Well, I'll say it's a small world and no

mistake.

>> Don't you think you better introduce me,

Frank?

>> Of course. This is the wife, Bob.

>> Pleased to meet you, Mrs. Gman.

>> Oh, it's a pleasure, I'm sure.

>> Well, what a coincidence. I can't GET

OVER IT.

>> HOW LONG HAVE you been here?

>> Oh, over a year now. We took the house

when I got my discharge in March 18.

Nora, it's my miss. She would have come

herself tonight. Only she's feeling a

bit under the weather. You see, we're

expecting a little stranger any day now.

>> Oh, it's not her first, is it?

>> No, no, no. We got a boy 14 wants to be

a sailor.

>> Here, we got to celebrate this somehow.

>> Well, I tell you what, I got a bottle of

Johnny Walker next door. It won't take a

minute.

>> Now, you two sit here and I'll go and

get Sylvia's wind card.

>> Oh dear. It won't take a minute to get

the Johnny Walker.

>> Yeah. Whose dugout do you think this is?

You sit down.

>> All right.

>> I'll uh I'll pop in and have one with

you later.

>> You got a job yet?

>> Yes. I had a bit of luck. A chap called

Tickler in my regiment was running a

sort of travel agency Oxford Street

before the war. Well, he was the first

one I run into when I got back last

April. He started his business again.

Things was beginning to pick up and he

gave me a job.

>> A travel agency, eh?

>> Tours of the battlefields. I'll thank

you.

>> That's a good one.

>> Yeah, some people certainly do have

queer ways of enjoying themselves, don't

they?

>> Yeah. You've got kids, haven't you? I

remember you talking about them.

>> Yeah. Three. Two girls and a boy.

They're with Ethel's aunt in

Broadstairs. We didn't want them under

our feet while we was moving in.

>> How old are they?

>> Ridge the boy, he's 12. Queen is 13. And

thigh, she's 40.

>> Here you are.

Supper will be ready in a minute. Are

you sure you won't stay and take potluck

with us, Mr. Mitchell?

>> Thanks very much, Mrs. Gibbons, but I

really must get back.

>> Will you ask your wife when it be

convenient for me to pop in and see her?

>> Anytime. Anytime at all.

>> Well, I'll be saying good night, Mr.

Mitch.

>> Aren't you going to have a dropped to

you?

>> No, dear. We'll spoil Miss Don't be

long.

>> Don't forget there's anything you're

wanting.

>> Thanks very much, I'm sure. Good night.

>> Good night.

>> Hey, Alman.

Thanks. It tastes a bit funny, but it's

better than nothing. Happy days. Happy

days.

Heat.

Heat.

Took me four years to learn the words of

this song.

>> WELL, SING IT THEN.

>> Sing it.

>> My belong.

THERE'S OUR LOCK. OH, doesn't it make a

wish been

Hope the sun stays up. Mley's been to

Wembley four times and it's pers every

time. Have you got your Mac, Queenie?

It's not a Mac, it's a Burberry.

>> Ginger beer. Little vegetable for

thanking me. I got me pouch.

>> Yeah, take it easy. We're going to

Wembley, not the Battle of Jutland.

Morning, Billy. Morning, Rich. Hello.

Morning all.

>> Well, what are the plans?

>> Well, I thought we might start off at

the Palace of Engineering.

>> Oh, we haven't got any plans, but we're

just going to have a jolly good time.

>> Good old mom.

>> Well, are we going or we're going to

stand here all day talking about?

>> Don't be sque.

>> Say goodbye to your mom.

>> Che. GOODBYE, NORA.

>> GOODBYE, NORA. SORRY YOU CAN'T COME.

>> WELL, I'VE got eight and six. I'm going

to spend every penny.

Oh, I can't look inside of death.

>> Don't be silly. They're enjoying

themselves. Fit the bus.

They should be sinking out here.

>> Doing good after that lunch he put away.

Well, thank goodness we ditched them. I

hate going around in a mob.

>> Yeah. Nice to be alone for a bit, isn't

it?

>> The water lovely and clear. Look, you

can see the bottom. It's a lovely blue,

isn't it?

>> Lovely. Are you a good sailor?

>> Don't know.

>> Well, you'll soon find out.

>> Oh, you are awful.

Oh, do shut up, Frank. Where can they

be? They promised to meet this year at

6.

>> I don't know or care. I brought them

here to see the glories of the empire,

and all they think about is going on the

Dodgers.

Mrs. Witness bronchitises were therefore

they had to have a kettle. Sh.

>> Oh, Frank, give it a rest. Do you've

been at it all day? I'd never have given

you the beasty thing if I thought it was

going to spoil Christmas for the rest of

us.

Oh, Dad, can I have the port? It's

>> no use talking to your father. Ready?

Mark just as well not be here. Oh, I'm

taking it.

>> Okay, thanks. Mom,

>> I think all these things are soft as I'm

going to get

away.

>> ONE, TWO, THREE.

>> WELL, GOT IT AWAY FROM THEM WITHOUT THE

STRUGGLE.

>> WELL, STRUGGLE OVER here and pour it

out.

>> Come on now. Who's for the cup of

cheers?

>> I'll have a drop.

>> Here are not getting your throat here.

Have pie here. I made it myself. Oh,

thanks. It has been nice you letting me

come and spend my Christmas day with

you. I don't know what I would have done

all by myself in that house in Wsworth.

What with Auntie ill and everything. She

ain't there.

>> No, she just goes on about the same.

Mrs. Watts is looking after her till 7.

So I don't have to get back till about

then.

>> I will now call upon my old and valued

friend Sam Led Bitter to say a few

words.

>> Old valued friend. You've only known him

since holiday. Chuck us the nutcracker

pill.

>> Speech. Speech.

>> Come on, SAM.

Ladies and gentlemen, comrades.

>> Well, make up your mind.

>> Comrades,

in thanking you for your kind

hospitality on this festive day, I would

like to say that it is both a pleasure

and a privilege to be here.

>> Though, as you know, holding the views I

do, it is really against my principles

to obnob to any great extent with the

bourgeoisi.

>> What's that?

>> I think it means common in a nice way.

>> Oh,

>> order. I cannot help but feel that

today, what we've been Christmas and one

thing in another, it would be but right

and proper to put aside all prejudice

and class hatred.

>> Very nice of you, I'm sure.

>> But as you well know, there are millions

and millions of homes in this country

today where Christmas is not but a

mockery. Where there is neither warmth

nor food nor even the bare necessities

of life, where little children, old

before their time, huddle around a

fireless grate.

>> Well, they'd be just as well off if they

stayed in the middle of the room then,

wouldn't they?

>> Oh, shut up, Queeny. Sounds quite right.

That sort of remark, Queenie, springs

from complacency, arrogance, and a full

stomach.

>> You leave my stomach out of it.

>> It is people like you, apathetic,

unthinking dosile supporters of a

capitalistic system which is a disgrace

to civilization who are responsible for

at least three quarters of the cruel

sufferings of the world. As long as you

can earn your miserable little salaries

and go to the pictures and enjoy

yourselves, the rest of suffering

humanity can go in, can't it? You're too

busy getting all weepy over Rudolph

Valentino to spare any tears for the

workers of the world.

>> Don't get excited, Sam. Queenie didn't

mean it. I am not excited and Queenie

doesn't mean anything to me anyway. Oh,

>> pardon me all while I go and commit

suicide.

>> But what she represents, what she

symbolizes means a great deal. She is

only one of the millions who when the

great day comes will be swept out of

existence like like so much chaff on the

wind.

>> Well, it's nice to know, isn't it?

>> I've said my say. Thank you very much.

Here, Bravo.

>> I don't know what you're saying, Bravo,

but I'm sure I think Sam's being very

rude.

>> Oh, come on, Sam. Go out to my room

minute and have a cigarette.

>> Don't let your father catch you.

>> Why? I'm sorry if I was rude.

>> Oh, it doesn't matter, Sam. But you

can't expect everybody in the world to

feel just the same as you do, you know.

>> Oh, come on, Sam.

>> All right, to clear away. Yes, but you

need to stay and wash up, Edie. We can

do it later. Ever so,

>> you were awful queenie. If you hadn't

had gone on at Sam the way you did, he

wouldn't have got so excited.

>> Silly grateful fool.

>> How's your father's neck, Edy? Mother

was up all night ptering him. Still

painting him terrible when I left this

morning. They say if you have one, you

generally have seven.

>> Well, this is his third, so we only got

four more to go.

>> There's some crackers left in the box on

the sideboard. You might care to take

mom for your little brother. Get for a

queen. Thanks, Ever.

>> You are eating. You can pile them on the

top now. That's right.

>> Now, you two dry up the sofa to the

fire. Right. Give us a hand with this.

All right. Front door. Answer it.

Somebody answer it yourself.

Hello, Billy. Hello, Ski. I thought it

was your father. Have you come to see

Queenie?

>> Uh, well, I thought, as a matter of

fact, that Re wanted

>> You'll find her in the living room.

>> Oh, thanks.

>> There.

>> Hello, Queen.

>> Hello, Billy. What a surprise. Thought

you was going back this morning.

>> No, not tonight.

>> Do you know Miss Blake? Mr. Mitchell.

>> Pleased to meet you.

>> H.

>> No, thanks. I've been eating me off.

Where's Ridge? upstairs with Sam.

>> Oh, he's here, is he?

>> We ought to be going back into the other

room. Mom will be wondering what's

happened to us.

>> Well, be a sport and go on in, will you?

I want to talk to Queen a minute.

>> Oh, so that's how it is, is it?

>> Well, I don't know what you're talking

about, I'm sure.

>> Come on, Phil. We know when we're not

wanted.

>> Well, I don't see why we don't all go.

>> Well, well, I want to talk to you a

minute. I just said so, didn't I?

>> Oh, well, maybe I don't want to talk to

you. Come on, Phil. See you later,

Billy. Don't go without saying goodbye

to mom and dad. No,

>> you bet I won't. Oh, now fancy asking

Vanfield to go out and leave us alone.

You ought to have known better than

that. I shall never hear the last of it.

>> Oh, so that's what's worrying you, is

it?

>> Oh, it's not worrying me at all. I just

thought it sounded sort of silly, that's

all.

>> Well, I don't know what's silly about

it. Fine knows we went to the Majestic

on Friday night, and she saw us with her

own eyes walking down Elm Park Road on

Sunday. She must guess there's

something.

>> Well, if she dies, she's wrong, so there

there isn't.

>> You're off for a minute. What? What?

What's got into you? I haven't done

anything wrong, have I?

>> Well, I don't like being taken for

granted. No girl does.

>> How' you mean taken for granted? You

can't hold hands with someone all

through desert love and the next minute

expect them to treat you like the

Empress of Russia.

>> Don't talk so silly.

>> It's you silly.

>> I'm going into the drawing room.

>> Hey, wait a minute. Aren't you going to

kiss me goodbye? We shall be able to in

there.

>> I should think not indeed.

>> Look here, Queenie. If you think I ought

about wanting to talk to you alone in

front of V, I'm sorry. See, I can't say

fair in that. Can I?

>> No, I suppose not.

>> Will.

>> All right.

>> I do love you, Queenie. You know that,

don't you?

>> Yes.

>> And I wouldn't do anything to upset you.

That is not meaning to. You know that,

too, don't you?

>> Oh, Billy. I wish it weren't going away

so soon.

Will you uh write to me every now and

again? Even if it's only a postcard.

>> Yes, if you'll write to me.

>> It's easy.

>> Promise.

>> Cross my heart.

>> You're the sweetest girl I ever met in

all my life. Or ever will meet either.

>> Oh, that's easy to say. But how do you

know?

>> Huh? Whenever you mind is true anyway.

I say queen.

a little later on when I'm earning a bit

more.

>> You think we might have a shot of

getting married?

>> Oh, Bill, how do I know?

Well, you might be in China anyway. You

might have forgotten all about me by

then.

>> More likely to be the other way around.

Pretty girl like you working at being a

manicur is talking to all sorts of

different fellas all day long.

It's

>> his normal jam being a sailor's wife, is

it? Well, it wouldn't be so bad, you

know, if I get my promotion right and

get on.

Well, don't say anything about it now.

Just think it over.

Oh, no, Billy. I wouldn't be the right

sort of wife for you. Really, I

wouldn't. I want too much. I'm always

thinking about the kind of things I

want, and they wouldn't be the kind of

things you want me to want. Well, how do

you mean?

>> Oh, I know it sounds silly, but I'm not

like Vice. She's a quiet one. I'm

different.

Sometimes says that all I think about is

having a good time. But but it isn't

only that.

>> Well, I don't see any harm in wanting to

have a good time. That's what everybody

wants one way or another.

>> I'll tell you something awful.

I hate living here. I hate living in a

house that's exactly like hundreds of

other houses. I hate coming home from

work on tube. I hate washing up and

helping mom darn dead socks and

listening to Aunt Sil keeping on about

how ill she is all the time. What's

more, I know why I hate it. It's because

it's all so common

there.

I suppose you think I'm getting above

myself and I can't blame you. Maybe I

am, but I can't help it. And that's why

I don't think I'll be a good wife for

you, however much I loved you. And I do.

I really do. Oh, Billy.

Hold on, dear.

There isn't anything to cry about.

I know you mean. All right.

It's only natural you should feel that

way about things.

>> And you don't think I'm awful then, do

you? mean.

>> Of course I don't. Come on now. Cheer

up. You don't want to have red eyes on

Christmas day now, do you?

>> Oh, Bill, I'm sorry. Please forgive me.

>> That Queenie. Oh, hello, Mr. Given.

Yeah. Yes, I think it was.

>> Oh, I see.

Must be a bit miserable going back to

work on Christmas night, didn't it?

>> Oh, I don't know. It's all right once

you're there, you know.

>> Aren't you coming into the drawing room?

>> No thanks, Mr. Gibbs. Now, I'd rather

not if you don't mind.

>> All right, sir. I'll walk down to the

gate, would you? I could do with a

breath of fresh air myself.

>> How old are you, Billy? Getting on to

22.

>> Oh, I wish I was.

>> You're not Mr. Given night,

>> good night,

>> Mr. Given.

>> Hey, son.

>> If in uh 2 or 3 years time, when I

worked my me way up a bit, Queenie and

me got married. Would you mind?

>> Well, if Queenie wanted to, it wouldn't

matter whether I mind it or not. She'd

get her own way. You know, she always

does.

>> Next commission, I may be drafted

overseas. By the time I get back, I

ought to be earning better pay. That is,

if I've been behaving myself.

>> What does Queenie think about it?

>> Well, that's the trouble. I think she

thinks that being a sailor's wife might

be a bit odd going.

>> Yeah, she likes having a good time, our

queeny, but maybe she calm down a bit

later on. He is open in here.

>> If you get the chance, Mr. Gibbons, you

might sort of put in a word for me now

and again.

>> All right then, son. I'll do my best.

Now, go on up it.

>> Thanks. Good night, Mr. Gibbons.

>> Good night. Oh, and uh good luck, son.

>> Oh, Mr. Litter, you're just in time to

turn over for me. When I was a girl, I

played with that music at all. He was

offer

now who lies beneath.

your spell.

Whom do you leave

on roadway

before you

then?

>> Oh, Frank, you are awful not coming back

like that. You knew Sylvia was going to

sing. What about you?

>> Going to find you.

>> Yeah, we know all about that.

>> Not the lighter.

>> No, it's all right. Yes, it is. Yeah.

Come and sit down.

It's a nice cigar gave me. Is he in

there?

>> Yes. He came in just now with that Sam

Le bitter.

>> What's the betting they haven't been

smoking themselves silly up in Reggie's

room?

>> Oh, well, it is Christmas. I don't think

much of that Sam lead bitter. Taken all

around. He seems a bit soft to me. I

wouldn't call him soft. Exactly. But

he'll grow out of it.

>> But it's wrong, isn't it? All this down

with everything business.

>> Well, there's something to be said for

it. There always something to be said

for everything. But where they go wrong

is trying to get things done too

quickly. And we don't like doing things

quickly in this country. It's like

gardening.

Somebody once said we was a nation of

gardeners. Yeah. They went far wrong. We

like planting things and watching them

grow. Looking out for changes in the

weather.

>> You and your gardening.

>> What works in other countries won't work

in this one. We got our own way of

setting things. May be a bit slow and it

may be a bit down, but it suits us all

right. It always will.

>> I do listen to Sylvia. She's off on Bird

of Love Divine now. You know that always

makes French laugh.

>> Poor old S.

>> We ought to be getting back really.

It'll be tea time in a minute.

It's cozy in here.

>> It's got quite dark, isn't it?

Heat.

Heat.

DON'T DRIVE. DON'T DRIVE. Let the door

first, please. First, give me

all right two only.

Feels

sort of flat now, doesn't it? All being

over. I mean,

>> it's wicked. That's what I call it.

Downright wicked upset in the old

country like that.

>> I'm going upstairs to wash a pair of

stuckies out for the morning.

>> I wish you'd come home. I wish I knew

where he was.

>> I'll give that Sam Ned bitter a piece of

my mind when I see him.

>> Mr. Rogers says that conditions up north

are something terrible. He says the

government may have won this time, but

next time it won't be so easy.

>> You and your Mr. Rogers.

>> Mr. Rogers is a very clever man. He's

been very kind to me, and I like him,

sir. There.

>> Like him? I should just think you did.

We get nothing but Mr. Rogers this and

Mr. Rogers that from morning till night.

I should like to know what Mrs. Rogers

has to say about it, I must say.

>> Oh, look here, Mrs. Flint. If you're

insinuating,

>> you give me a pain, Sylvia. Really, you

do. The way you keep on about that man

just because he pays you a few shillings

now and again for designing them

Christmas cards and calendars. You're

doing nothing more or less than throwing

yourself a dizzy.

>> Mrs. Flint, how can you?

>> Oh, do be quiet, you two. I've got quite

enough to think about without listening

to you two snapping at each other all

the time. Sylvia can go and live with

Mr. Rogers for all I care.

>> That's a nice way to talk, Ethel, I must

say.

>> Now, look here, Sylvia. I'm tired. See,

we're all tired. And what's more, I'm

worried to death about Re. I haven't

slept properly since he had that ra with

his dad and slammed out of the house. If

on top of all that I have to listen to

you and mother go on n g n n n n n n n n

n n n n n n n n n nag n n n n n n n n n

n n n n n n n n n n nag n n n n n n n n

n n n n n n n n n n n n nag at each

other about nothing at all, I shall lose

my attend and that's a fact. I'm sure I

haven't said anything.

>> Oh yes you have. You're always giving

Sylvia sigh digs about Mr. Rogers. And

if he's taken a fancy to her, so much

the better. She's old enough to look

after herself. Heaven knows. And if he

murdered his wife and strangled his

children and ran off to Australia with

her, it still wouldn't be anything to do

WITH YOU. SO SHUT UP. HELP ME UP. HELP

ME UP. I'M NOT GOING TO STAY HERE AND BE

insulted by me.

>> No, I'm not insulting you. Sit down.

It's all my fault. I'M IN THE WAY IN

THIS HOUSE. I always have been. You need

to think I don't know.

>> It's a pity estate SO LONG THEN.

>> OH, ETHEL. How can you? I'll leave

tomorrow. I'LL NEVER SIT in this house

again.

>> And a good job, too.

>> Oh, by take your grandmother up to bed

for heaven's sake.

>> Come on. And I'll help you upstairs.

>> Stop crying, Sylvia. I didn't mean what

I said.

>> I'm an old woman and the sooner I'm

dead, the better. I know you're all

itching to see me in the coffin.

>> The world's happening. I thought the

strikers had got in.

>> Oh, it's only a grandma with an old

Sylvia as usual.

>> THAT'S RIGHT. ME. EVERYTHING'S ALMOST

LIKE I THOUGHT

>> NOW. Don't ask yourself. It's not worth.

>> Have another cup of tea, Mom. It'll back

you up.

>> Oh, all right then. Be of your Aunt

Sylvia a cup.

>> I don't want anyone to put themselves

out on my account, I'm sure.

>> Nobody is Aunt S. Here you are. Unless

the sugar was just by you. Here you are,

Mom.

>> You better pop up to bed. It's after 11.

No, I'd rather not. I'll wait till Dad

comes. He won't belong now.

>> Would you like me to stay up, Ethel, and

you go to bed?

>> Oh, no. Thanks, Dad. I couldn't sleep

anyway.

>> Very well.

I'll take my tea up with me.

>> That's right, dear. Nothing like a nice

cup of tea in bed.

>> Good night, Ethan. Good night, Queenie.

>> Good night.

>> Good night, sir. Sleep well. Afraid

there's not much chance of that.

>> Come on, Mom. I know what you want.

>> Oh, thank you, dear. there.

>> Poor old Sylvia. She's a bit of a trial

sometimes, I must say.

>> Well, I don't know how you stand up.

>> If it hadn't been for poor Bertie

getting killed in the war, she'd have

been all right, I expect.

>> What was he like?

>> Bit sppy. I always thought still. She

seemed to like him.

>> How awful to be so dependent on a man

living or dying, it could ruin your

whole life. I don't think I ever would

be.

>> Well, I shouldn't be too sure. If your

dad had gone, I wouldn't be the woman I

am today. Far from it.

>> Yes. But you wouldn't have gone on

moping about it always, though, would

you?

about rightly now. My heart would have

broke. I suppose I should put it

together again as best I could.

>> Oh, mom.

>> What is it?

>> Well, you do make me feel awful

sometimes.

>> What else?

>> Oh, you just do.

>> Have you heard from Billy lately?

>> Yes. I had a postcard with a camel on

it.

>> A camel?

>> Yes. The ship stopped some of the camel,

so he sent me a picture of one.

His poor mother misses him something

dreadful.

>> We all do, really, don't we?

>> Yes, I suppose we do.

There's the bell.

>> All right, ma'am. I'll answer it.

>> Who is it?

>> It's me, Mrs. Giddens. I just popped

over to see if Re has come back yet.

>> He hasn't.

>> Come in, dear, and have a cup of tea.

>> Thanks very much. Have you heard from

Rege, Mrs. Gibbons?

>> No, I'm afraid I haven't, dear.

>> I'm afraid he might have got himself

into some sort of trouble.

>> Oh, he'll be all right, Mrs. Gibbons.

Don't you worry. Well, I can't help it,

I'm afraid. You read about houses being

burned down and riots and people being

arrested in all sorts of horrors.

>> Britain never never shall be slaves.

Rule Britain

never never shall be slaves.

>> Hold your noise, Frank. You'll wake up

the whole street.

>> Who cares? We've come unscathed, my

friend and I, through untold perils. And

you grumble about a bit of noise.

>> You've come unscathed through a few

public houses, too, where I'm no judge.

>> Well, there's no denying, Mrs. G, we had

a couple at the plow with Captain Burch

and one more next door with me.

>> That makes three all told. Not bad,

considering we've saved this country

from the horrors of revolution.

>> Don't swear either. You better sit down

and have your supper. He's still have a

bite with us, won't you, Bob?

>> No, thank you. All same. Nor got

something for me next door.

>> Here, have a drink.

>> You've had quite enough to drink, Frank.

And well, you know it.

>> Better not, old man. That was quite

right. Women are always right. That's

why we cherish them. God bless him.

>> You'd better cherish yourself next door,

Bob. Nor will be having one of our

upsets. If she's got something off for

you to eat, you're not there to eat it.

>> That's right. Drive me best pal out of

the house. Well, good night, And

I'll see you tomorrow.

>> Good night, man. Good night, Ed.

>> Good night, B.

>> Everybody dreams.

>> Mr. Gibbons and Mr. Mitchell were in the

water together, weren't they?

>> Yes. And to hear them talk, you think

they were the only ones that were.

Ma'am,

>> thanks, D.

Ridge,

>> whatever's happened.

>> He's all right, Mrs. Gibbons.

>> Oh, Red, whatever have you done to

yourself?

>> I don't fuss. My mom all right.

>> You're as white as a sheet. You better

go straight up to bed.

>> There was a bit of trouble in the White

Chapel Road, and he got hit by a stone.

That was yesterday. What was he doing in

the white chapel road yesterday or the

other time?

>> Oh, hello, Phil. What are you doing

here?

>> I just came over on my bike to find out

where you were.

>> Oh, I see. Thanks. What's going on here?

>> It's Ridge. He's been hurt.

>> It's nothing serious. I took him to the

hospital last night and the doctor said

it was only a graze.

>> This is all your fault. You know that,

Sam, don't you?

>> Now, shut up a minute, V. You feel all

right, son?

>> I feel fine. You needn't worry about me.

>> Oh, that's good news. Anyway,

>> don't go for him tonight. Frankie looks

wor out.

>> I'm not going for anybody. I'm going to

finish my supper.

Well, I think I better be getting back

now.

>> All right, dear. But be really careful

how you go. There's sure to be a lot of

people about tonight.

>> Good night, V. Good night, Queeny. Good

night, all.

>> I hope your head will be better in the

morning.

>> Thanks for coming around. See you

tomorrow.

>> Oh, all right.

>> Good night, Ra.

>> Good night, Sam. Thanks.

>> I think I'll be getting along, too.

>> Not till you what I've got to say.

You're not. Now, listen, Sambitter. Rage

thinks you're wonderful. He's younger

than you and easily led. You've been

filling him up with your rotten ideas

till he can't see straight. There may be

a lot of things wrong, but it's not a

noisy great gas bag like you that's

going to set them right. And the next

time you come here on a Sunday evening

and start pouring me about and saying,

"Love's the most glorious thing in the

world for rich and poor alike." You're

going TO GET SUCH A SMACK IN THE FACE

YOU WISH YOU'D NEVER been born. Well,

>> if that's the way you feel, there isn't

any more to be said.

>> You're dead right. There isn't. GO ON.

GET OUT. I DON'T EVER WANT TO SEE YOU

AGAIN AS long as I live.

Yeah, queen.

>> I enjoyed that. Did

>> I think you did

Queen.

>> Yes, Dad.

>> Get Percy and lock up the back. I've

done the front door.

>> All right, Dad.

>> Good idea.

>> Pass.

Pass. Pass. Pass.

Well, stop out then.

I promise me you won't be too hard on

him tonight. Frankie looks really done.

>> You leave this to me.

>> Hello, son. Hello, Dad.

Got a cigarette?

Yes. Thanks.

Thanks, Dad.

>> Well, let's have it and get it over

with.

>> Well, that's easier said than done.

>> You and me don't uh quite see things the

same way, do we?

>> No, I suppose not.

>> It's a pity, too. And uh I don't see

what there is to be done about it.

>> Have you got any ideas?

>> Well, I'm not a kid anymore, you know,

Dad. I'm grown up now.

>> Yeah,

>> I realize that. All right. I know you

think that everything I believe in is

wrong.

>> That's just where you make a mistake,

son. I don't think any such thing. You

got a right to your opinion same as I

got a right to mine. Anyone with any

sense knows all about the injustice of

some people having a lot and other

people having nothing at all. But you

know where you make a mistake is blaming

it all on systems and governments. You

got to go deeper than that to find out

the cause of most of the troubles of

this world. And when you've had a good

look, you'll see likely as not that good

old human nature's is at the bottom of

the whole thing.

>> Yes. Well, if everyone had the same

chance as everybody else, human nature

would be better, wouldn't it?

>> Well, it doesn't seem as though we're

going to get a chance to find that out,

does it?

>> Looks like a bit of a deadlock to me.

>> Oh, it's no good talking, Dad. You don't

understand. You never will.

>> Well, you're right there. Arguing never

got anyone anywhere. But I will give you

one bit of advice and then we'll call it

a day. How does that suit?

>> What is it?

Well, it's this son.

I belong to a generation of men, most of

whom aren't dear anymore. And we all did

the same thing for the same reason, no

matter what we thought about politics.

Well, now that's all over and done with,

and we're carrying on the best we can,

just as though nothing had happened.

But, as a matter of fact, several things

happened. And one of them was that this

country suddenly got tired.

She's tired now. But the old lady's got

stamina. Don't you make any mistake

about that. And it's up to us ordinary

people to keep things steady. That's

your job. And just you remember it. And

the next time you slam out of the house

without a word and never let your mother

know where you are and worry at her to

death, I'll lather the living daylight

out of you.

>> All right, Dad.

>> Now you bed and get some sleep.

>> All right, Dad.

Good night, son.

>> Good night.

Thanks, Dad.

Wait a minute. WAIT A SECOND.

WE'RE GOING TO HAVE a picture taken.

Come on. Yes. Come on. Smile.

>> Come on, V. Give us a nice smile.

>> Come on.

>> Come on, Sam. We haven't got much time

to go on.

Nah, love. It's no use crying. You'll

make your nose red.

>> Besides, it looks as though we got to

get used to having weddings in our

family.

Ladies and gentlemen, the management

have pleasure in presenting the winners

of our pie Charleston competition who

will give you an exhibition. Mr. Sir

Leardo and Miss Queenie Gibbons.

Mike puts on on the right, one at three

on the left. That's all at nine. Dad did

only at 9. Few seats still left at one

of three.

>> Oh, never mind. Let's try the picture

drone.

>> Don't be silly. I can afford it.

>> Capitalist seats are one of 10 and two

at night. on a three.

>> You know, I don't understand a word they

say.

>> No, but it's marvelous.

Well, they're cutting down the navy and

they're cutting down the army. The only

thing they don't seem to be cutting down

is the unemployed.

>> Isn't it awful about poor Mrs. Flint's

dress?

>> What's the matter with it?

>> Percy's been curled up on it all night.

Covered it with air. Yes.

>> The whole house has been in an upro ever

since 8:00.

>> Well, we don't have weddings every day,

but we do it.

>> No, but we're not doing too badly.

>> Here, I'm going dress. Do you mind if I

change the clock?

>> Thanks, sir.

>> I went with Mrs. GIVEN TO THE PLOW last

night to see the upstairs room. They

done it up lovely. We took a look at the

cake, too. It's ever so pretty. Mrs.

Gibbons says I can have a bit to take

home to Ernie. Catch.

>> Ernie must be getting quite a big boy

now.

>> He's turned 16, but you'd never think

it. He's short like dad, you know. Oh, I

see.

>> Started trying to shave yourself with

dad's razor. You'd have died of laughing

if you'd seen him.

>> Did he cut himself?

>> Not badly. Just took the top off one or

two spots.

>> Morning.

>> Hello, Bob. Well, you got a nice day for

it.

>> Yeah, you said it. It rained cats and

dogs when I got married.

>> How's Nora?

>> Oh, bit more cheerful this morning.

Doctor says she won't get no better nor

worse neither. Just stay about the same.

>> Where's the happy bridegroom? The happy

brokers be locked in the bathroom for

the last hour. Anyone who think he

hadn't had a wash for a month.

>> Ah, well natural anxiety, old man. I say

it's a bit posh going to the south of

France for honeymoon. Nice spa.

>> Uh, we we

>> Oh, Dad, come up here in a minute, will

you? I want to help with my tie.

>> Right, son. I'll see you later, boss.

>> All right.

>> How you feeling, Re? Nervous?

>> Your legs feel a bit funny. Is Billy

nearly ready?

>> Yes. And he's got the ring, too. I saw

him put it in his pocket myself this

morning. He'll be here in a minute.

>> Well, tell him to get a move on.

Bye-bye. in church

>> red.

>> Sorry, Dad. That's all right, son.

>> Which tie do you think, Dad? The uh the

bow or the long one?

>> Let's have a look.

Try the bow. It uh it's more dressy.

>> I'm no good at tying these things, Dad.

>> All right. Well, I'll give you a

>> Well, son.

>> Well, Dad,

>> I uh I suppose I ought to be giving you

a few bits of uh fatherly advice, my

rights. What about Dan? Well,

>> there's the facts of life, for instance.

>> I could probably tell you a few things

about them.

>> Yeah, I bet you could at that

reg.

>> Yes, Dad.

>> And I'll trouble you to wipe that

innocent look off your face before I say

what I've got to say.

>> Yes. So, what have you got to say, Dad?

>> That's right. Make the old thing easy

for me.

>> I don't know what you're talking about.

>> Well, I'm not talking about anything

yet.

>> All right. Far away. Well, uh, would you

say taken by and large that you've been

a good boy on the old since you've grown

up?

>> It depends on what you mean by good.

>> You know quite well what I mean. So

don't talk so soft.

>> Women?

>> Yes.

>> Oh, I've had my little bits of fun every

now and again.

>> You uh you haven't ever got yourself

into any sort of trouble, have you? And

not told me about it.

>> Oh, no. D.

>> Marriage is a bit different, you know,

from just having a bit of fun.

>> Yes, I expect it is.

>> Women aren't all the same, you know. Not

by any manner of means. Some of them

don't care what happens so long as they

have a good time. Marriage isn't

important to him beyond having the ring

and being Mrs. whatever it is. But your

mother wasn't that sort and I don't

think Phyllis is either. She's a nice

girl and she loves you a lot.

>> I know death.

>> And when a woman loves a man that much,

she's uh apt to be a bit over sensitive.

You know, it's well to remember that.

>> I'll remember that then.

>> Just you go carefully. Be gentle. You

got a long time together. All your

lives, I hope. And it's worthwhile to go

easy and get to know each other

gradually. And if uh later on, a long

time later on, you uh you should get

yourself caught up with someone else,

well, just see to it that Phyllis

doesn't get hurt by put your wife first

always. Anything that's liable to bust

up your own in your life with your wife

and your kids, well, it's just not

worth. You remember that and you won't

go far wrong.

>> All right, Dad, and thanks a lot.

>> I can only hope that you will have as

good a wife as I have. I can't say more

than that, can I?

>> No, Dad. Well, I better be getting

myself dialed up. And uh good luck, son.

>> Oh, Dad. How does this look from the

back?

>> Don't worry, old man. You look gorgeous.

>> Hello, Billy.

>> Oh, it's you. Is it? And about time,

too. You know, we're going to be late.

>> Here, give us a rush.

>> All ready for the ball and chain.

>> You're too rare by half.

>> Well, of course I am. I'm a sailor,

aren't I? All sailors are bright and

breezy, you know. It's in the

regulations.

>> You must be the life and soul of your

ship. Oh, I am. I am. Early the other

morning, the admiral sent for me.

Mitchell, he said, "Make me laugh." So,

I uh told him the one about the parrot.

Mitchell, he said, "The ship's yours."

"Well, what shall I do with it?" I said,

"Scut it," he said, "and cut his throat

from ear to ear." "Have you got the

ring?" All right.

>> Well, as a matter of fact, I dropped it

down the watching. Well, don't worry. We

sent for a plumber.

>> Well, I better go and get me hat and

gloves. We'll be starting in a minute.

>> Oh, why don't you look where you're

going? You nearly knocked me down. I'm

>> sorry, girl.

>> Oh, it's you.

Yes.

>> Well, it's a nice day anyhow, isn't it?

>> Fine.

>> You haven't said anything to anyone.

>> No, of course not.

>> I'm awfully sorry about last night,

Bill. Really? I am.

>> No need to be sorry. Not your fault.

>> Yes, but when you gone back, they'll all

be asking me questions, and I don't know

what to say.

>> Tell them the truth. I love you and

asked you to marry me. You don't love me

and said no. Simple enough, isn't it?

Sounds awful when you say it like that.

>> No use pretending, is there?

>> No, I suppose there isn't. I am sorry

though, all the same. You do believe

that, don't you?

>> Yes, I believe it. All right.

>> I never did say I would, did I? I mean,

I never let you think that.

>> I'm not blaming you. I told you that

last night. It's just that I uh

Well, I can't help feeling a bit low.

It's natural enough, isn't it?

>> I suppose you won't write to me anymore

now, will you?

You're a funny girl, I must say.

>> I don't see anything so very funny in

that.

>> You want everything, don't you? You know

I love you more than anyone else and

want to marry you. You turn me down

flat, then want me to go on writing to

you.

If you've uh taken the trouble to read

my letters up to date, you might

remember they was mostly about the

future.

That's all gone now, isn't it?

I'll send you a weather report every so

often if you like.

>> Oh, well, if you're going to turn nasty

about it, there's no you say anymore, is

there?

>> There's someone else, isn't there?

>> I don't know what you mean.

>> I mean what I say. You're in love with

someone else, aren't you?

>> Well, it's no business of yours if I am.

>> It's true enough, though, isn't it?

>> Now, look here, Billy. I've had quite

enough of you.

>> Why couldn't you tell me last night or a

long time ago? What's the matter? Don't

you trust me?

>> Well, you haven't any right to ask me

things like that.

>> Now, listen here, Queenie. We've not

seen much of each other on account of me

being away at sea. But you've known all

the time that I was thinking of you and

hoping that as the years went by, you

might grow out of some of your highutin

ideas and think me good enough to be

your husband. All that gives me the

right to ask you anything I like.

>> No, it doesn't.

Is there somewhere else or isn't there?

>> Yes, there is. If you must know, sir,

there.

>> Are you going to marry him?

>> No.

>> Why not?

>> That's my affair.

>> Is he married already?

>> I wish you'd leave me alone.

>> Is he?

>> Yes, he is. Now, you're satisfied.

>> Oh, Queen,

you're an awful fool.

I do wish you weren't.

>> Who are you calling a fool? People can't

help their feelings.

>> No, but they can have enough sense not

to let their feelings get the better of

them.

>> What's your doing is wrong whichever way

you look at it.

There's your mother and father to start

with. It'll break their hearts if they

ever find out about it. Then there's the

man's wife, whoever she is. You're

laying up trouble there.

But most important of all is you. You

won't get much out of it in the long

run. And don't you fool yourself. A

you're not that kind of a girl really.

Whatever you may think.

Looks to me as if you're on the way to

mucking things up all around

for yourself and everyone else.

>> Thanks very much for the lecture.

>> You're all right. No me saying anymore.

I'll uh I'll go up and talk to Ra.

Goodbye, Queen.

Good luck.

These boots are giving me what? Four.

All right. They're like this. Uh, what

are they going to be like by the

evening?

>> Hello, Queenie. You've been talking to

Billy?

>> Yes. And a couple of weddings in one

year is a bit too much of a good thing

if you ask me.

>> Yeah.

>> Well, he has hoping you get off soon and

make the third.

>> I'll never be a bridesmaid again anyhow,

as long as I live. Look at this dress

and the hat.

>> Well, you've done something to it,

haven't you?

>> You bet I have. I wasn't going to wear

it as it was.

>> But you look different from all the

others.

>> So I should hope.

>> Oh, Marie will be upset. She and Phil

took such a lot of

>> They don't know anything about clothes

either of them.

>> Well, thank heavens none of the girls at

the shop can see me looking such a

sight. Well, it seems to me there must

be a pretty fancy lot, them girls at

your shop. We're always being told what

they like and what they don't like.

>> All right, Dad. There's no need for you

to be sarcastic.

>> Don't snap at your father, Queenie. I

don't know what's come over you lately.

>> Nothing's come over me. I just don't

like looking common, that's all.

>> I shouldn't worry about that if I was

you. It can't be helped.

>> You don't believe in people trying to

better themselves, do you? Just because

you're content to stick in the same

place all your life and do your bit of

gardening on Saturday afternoon in your

shirt sleeves.

>> Don't you dare speak to your father like

that. Living in a suburb and doing your

own cooking and washing up may be good

enough for you, but it's not good enough

for me. I'M SICK OF this house and

everybody in it, and I'm not going to

stand it much longer. You'll see. You're

a wicked, ungrateful girl. You ought to

be ashamed of yourself.

>> Well, I'm not so there.

>> If it wasn't for being Reggie's wedding

day, I'd lock you in your room till you

came to your senses.

>> Well, a few years ago, we had Reg

nagging at us because we were living on

the fat of the land while the poor

workers were starving. Now, we have

Queenie turning on us because we're not

grand enough for her. I don't know

what's wrong with our children, Ethel

McGirl. It strikes me that Vi is the

only one who's got any real sense.

>> Vi Vi is different from me. Can't you

see? She always has been. She doesn't

like the things I like or want the

things I want. She's perfectly happy.

And that mainteping

and making her own clothes. She likes

bossing Sam about, too. Oh, he's a

changed man since he married her.

>> Had a good job, too.

>> Seems to me all the spirit's gone out of

him. He's just like everybody else now.

Just respectable.

>> Well, what's the matter with that?

>> Oh, nothing. What's the good of arguing

with you? You don't understand what I'm

talking about. Well,

>> don't waste your breath on us then. We

are as we are, and that's how we're

going to stay. And if you don't like it,

well, you can lump it. But one of these

days, when you know a bit more, you'll

find out that there are worse things

than being just ordinary and respectable

and live in the way you've been brought

up to live. But in the meantime, as long

as you're with us, I mean, your mom and

me be much obliged if you keep your

tongue between your teeth and behave

yourself. Now, you better pop upstairs,

slap as much paint on your face as

possible, and do the girls at the shop

credit. Go on, op it.

>> Thanks very much. I will.

>> There now. She'll be snapping our heads

off for the rest of the day.

>> We spoiled her when she was little.

We've always spoiled her.

>> Oh, it's not only that, Frank. She's

upset about something. Sort of strung

up. She has been for a long time. I wish

I knew what it was.

>> The bridegroom will be out in a minute.

>> It's here. It's here. The car's here. It

looks ever so nice. All done up with

white ribbons.

>> Good. Uh, let's have a look. E, better

call Rage. Easy.

>> RE, THE CAR'S HERE.

>> Come on, Ra. The car's here.

>> All right. All right. I'm coming.

>> And about time to here. We don't want

the blushing bride to get there before

we do.

>> Hello, son. Are you feeling nervous?

>> Yes, a bit.

>> Oh, Rich.

>> Oh, cheer up, Mom. See you at the

church. Cheer at you. Hello, son. And

don't forget to send it straight back.

Now come off. There's nothing to cry

about.

>> I can't help it.

>> Well, you make your nose red.

>> I don't mind if I do. He's our only son,

isn't he? He's going away from us, isn't

he? It's enough to make any woman cry.

>> Well, he'd be back from the alleyoon in

2 weeks and living just around the

corner.

>> It's all very fine for you. You didn't

bring him into the world and hold him at

your breast. I should have looked a

proper fool if I had. You

>> don't know anything about it. You

haven't got any feelings.

>> Come on now. Stop crying and put your

ass straight.

If I could lay my ends on that cat, I'd

kill it. Half an hour it took to pick

the airs off and the front of the skirt

all creased, too.

>> Well, it doesn't sh

Is that the act we verse that you're not

about?

>> Yes, it is.

>> Oh, why is there anything the matter

with it?

>> I think it's very nice, don't you,

Frank?

>> Yes, it it looks fine from here.

>> There's something a bit funny about the

crown, isn't there? I don't know what

you mean.

>> Well, of course. If you're satisfied.

Oh, do be quiet, mother. Don't take any

notice of Silia. That'll be no change.

>> Here's Vine, Sam.

>> Nobody ever does take any notice of me.

Sure you're feeling all right, dear?

>> I'm fine. It's only just first thing in

the morning, you know. Do hope I look

all right.

>> Stop fuzzing, dear. You look nicer than

anyone there.

>> Oh, by pretty you look, dear.

>> I only finished it at 11:00 last night.

>> The old flat's been covered in paper

patterns and bits of stuff and pins for

the past 10 days.

>> We're all in the parlor. Go on in.

>> Hello, Uncle everybody.

>> Good morning, Sam.

>> Go on in.

>> Oh, hello,

>> Edie.

>> YES, MRS. GIBBONS. WATCH OUT for the

car.

>> Yes, Mrs. Gibbons. Don't hang out of the

window though. It looks silly.

>> As if I would.

>> On my wedding day, there was a

thunderstorm and a man got struck by

lightning just opposite the church.

>> Well, that must have cheered things up.

>> One side of his face was all twisted.

>> That car will be back by now. I suppose

Billy remembered to tell the driver. All

right.

>> Now, don't fuss eel.

We better sit down and we all of us.

There's no sense in standing about.

Oh, Mrs. Bacon. Miss Whitney have just

come out of number 12. Got up to kill

there.

>> Miss Whitney stuck up thing.

>> Seems only yesterday.

>> What does, mother?

>> The day you and Frank was married. I can

see your poor aunt Connie now coughing

her art out in the vestry. It was only 3

months after that she was taken.

>> That's right.

>> I should be lucky if I last out another

year.

>> Oh dear. Oh dear. I don't suppose

anybody had minded much. As many as

might say it was a blessing in disguise,

I shouldn't wonder.

>> Now then, mother, none of that.

>> Dr. Spearman said my art was thoroughly

worn out ever since that bronchitis I

had in February. Dr. Spearman, he's a

lot better than your Dr. Lewis any day

of the week. If it hadn't been for him

having presence of mind, Mrs. Spooner

would be as dead as a doornail this very

minute.

>> That's what you say. At 11:00, she was

doing her shopping. She was put in the

joint in the oven at 12. A nice bit of

leg of lamb it was, too. And at half

past 1, she was in the hospital lying

flat on her back on the operating table.

And if it hadn't been for Dr. Spearman,

I wonder what's happened to that car.

It's getting on, you know.

>> Shall I go out and have a look? There's

no need to do that. It'll turn up in a

minute.

>> At those pains the night, Ethel,

something terrible they were started

about 2:00.

>> It's all those sweets you eat. There's

nothing like sweets for giving you wind.

>> It was not wind.

>> Morning, Queen.

>> Hello, Queenie.

>> Hello all. It's nearly 10. And if that

car's not here soon, I'm going. I've got

to be on time to meet Marjorie and Dory

Weaver.

>> Well, if it doesn't come soon, we can

walk. It's only just up the road.

>> I do wish everybody had stopped fussing.

It gives me the pip.

>> Shouldn't have taken Re and Billy more

than three or four minutes to go there.

>> I'm sure. I hope nothing dreadful's

happened to them.

>> Oh, Granny, what could have?

>> Accidents will happen.

>> Some people seem to think of nothing but

horrors. Morbid. That's what it is.

>> Oh, thank you not to call me name,

Sylvia Gibbons.

>> You make me tired. Now don't answer

back, Sylvia. It'll only mean a narrow.

>> Well, I'm sure I don't want to say

anything to anybody. But really,

>> but you don't keep quiet then.

>> Who are you to talk to me like that?

I've had a bit enough of your nagging.

>> Ah, shut up, Sylvia. You know it's no

good arguing with her.

>> I don't know any SUCH THING. I TELL YOU,

I'm sick of it. Morning, noon, and night

is the same thing. She's at me all the

time, and I won't stand it. I've got as

much right to be in this house as she

has. Just because she's old and attends

a hot week, she thinks she can say what

she likes. I tell you one thing here and

now AND THAT IS I'VE HAD ENOUGH TROUBLE

and sorrow and suffering in my life

WITHOUT HAVING TO PUT UP WITH HER

ETERNAL NAGGING AND UNNUST INSINUATIONS.

SHE'S NOTHING BUT A SPITEFUL MAGGING OLD

CAT. IF I HAVE ANY MORE OF IT, OLDER SHE

IS, I'LL SLIP HER FACE TILL A TEA TRAY

for her. IT'S BACK. IT'S BACK. THE CAR'S

BACK.

>> COME ON, MOTHER. It's time to go to the

church.

>> Come on, Granny. You come with me.

>> I'm all right.

>> You better, dear. You know what YOU ARE.

IT'S QUITE a long service.

>> Well, take her to the outside one by.

It's quicker.

>> I tell you, I'm all right.

>> COME ON, EVERYBODY. THE DRIVER SAYS HE'S

GOT A FUNERAL AT 12:30.

>> OH, shut up, Edie.

Me bo. Me feather bo. It's gone. I've

lost me.

Heaven

help poor sailors on a night like this.

>> Where's the light? Over by the door.

It's lucky this was open. We' have woke

up Ethel if we'd come in by the front.

>> Here we are.

Now then what?

>> One more night, Ken. You have a thick

head in the morning.

>> Well, how about you?

>> I'm past. That's

Say where.

Hey, hey, hey, go easy.

Hold it while I put the soda in.

>> Your eyes look terrible. All swimming.

>> Whatever you mind about my eyes. Yours

don't look so good for me.

>> Oh dear.

>> Now I've weted my Victoria crops.

>> Don't you wish I had one?

>> A fat lot of good. It have done me if I

had.

>> I'd like to take this opportunity of

saying that my old regiment is the

finest in the world.

>> Next to the East Suries. It is. Here's

to the buffs.

>> Here's to the east sish.

>> And uh your old region is the finest in

the world, too.

>> That's right.

>> Here's to the east sisters.

>> Here's to the buffs.

Here, what was that one that chap told

us about the couple in the park?

Shut up for a start meal or that little

so and so he can't. I'll tell him a no

mistake about it.

You know, it's not so much what he says

is the way he says it.

>> Dry. You know that's what he was.

>> Dry.

>> That reminds me.

>> What? One more.

>> Hey, go easy. Go on. It will do you the

world of good.

We won't har catches us. Well, it's me

own house, isn't it? I could do as I

like in it. An Englishman's home is his

castle.

Bango.

>> Bango.

>> Yeah. Have you heard from Billy lately?

>> Yes, he writes once a week. He's in

Molton now.

>> Good old Billy. He's a fine boy.

>> You know, I haven't said much about it,

but I've often thought that maybe Billy

Young Queeny might want

>> Queeny. She gives me headache. All her

ears and graces. A good iding is what

she needs.

>> That wouldn't be any use. Girls get like

that. No doing anything with them.

I think Billy stick whatever she did.

>> How do you mean?

>> He just loves her. That's all.

>> It's funny, isn't it?

>> Having kids and seeing what they grow up

like

pushing off in a minute.

>> Yeah. Have one more for the road.

>> The road? I only got three yards to go.

>> Yeah. Well, we don't have a binge like

this every day of the week.

>> Ah, it's a strange world. No mistake.

You know, I was thinking tonight looking

at all those chaps in your regiment. One

or two of them looked a bit under the

weather.

>> Yeah, we've been lucky.

>> You said it.

>> I wonder when the next war will be.

>> Not in our time or our son's time. Think

>> bank on that?

>> How could it be? Everyone's disarming.

>> We are.

>> What is the good old League of Nations?

>> Well, they don't seem to stop Japan

turning nasty.

>> Japan? Who worries about Japan? Nice

long way off. That's one thing.

>> Yeah, well, a lot of trouble can start

from a long way off.

>> Ah, don't you worry ahead about Japan.

We got a nice new government now. And

everything in the garden's lovely.

Stanley Baldwin.

>> Ramsay Macdonald.

>> I know you've done it.

>> Oh dear. Oh, you can see your face.

Quite a minute. Listen,

you're better off it. That's right.

Leave your best pal to face the van

alone.

>> Put yourself together. We're for

chin up.

>> And what do you think you're doing if

I'mma make a bold?

>> Bob was just going home.

>> Oh, just going home, was he?

>> Sorry I woke you up, Eth.

>> I suppose you know what the time is,

don't you?

>> Well, who cares? Time was meant for

slave. You go on up to bed, Frank

Gibbons. I'll have something to say to

you later. What was that you broke?

>> It was only the poor old Johnny Walker.

It's all my fault, Ethel.

>> You ought to be ashamed of yourselves,

men of your age, coming home drunk and

waking up the whole house.

>> You're not an old house, Ethel. Old

girl, you're just a little bungalow.

>> Come on, Barb. It's time you was going

home.

>> Yeah. Now, don't be hard on him, Ethel.

He's my best pal.

He may be looking a bit silly, I'll

admit. But he's my pal all the same.

Who's looking silly?

>> Yeah, you are. What about you?

>> You both look silly, but it's not only

what you're going to look in the

morning. Now, come on, Bob. I'm not

going to stay here much longer.

>> All right. All right. I can take you in.

Good night, Mrs. G. Good night,

Sergeant.

It's been a pleasure.

Steady the buffs.

All right. All right. You don't have to

say nothing. I know

>> now. Stop it, Frank. The next time you

go to a regimental dinner, you can go to

a hotel afterwards and sleep it off. I

won't have it, Julia. This is my dining

room. This is not a bar parlor. Go on.

Get up to bed. And don't make a noise. I

>> What's this? What's what

>> this letter?

>> Oh, I haven't written no letters.

>> It's Queen is writing.

>> Yeah, you can't open the girl's private

letters.

>> It's addressed to you and me.

>> Well, I'll be blown.

>> She's gone.

Who is it?

>> Who is this man? Have you ever seen him?

>> No.

>> I'll fetch her back. I'll give her the

idea of her life.

>> Can't find her. Doesn't say where she's

gone.

>> We love each other.

His wife won't divorce him.

We can't live without each other.

So, we're going away.

This is our fault.

We ought to have known something like

this would happen. We let her have her

own way too much ever since she was a

child.

Queenie,

we'll trace her. All right, don't you

worry. We'll find out who the man is

through the shop. It must have been

there that she met him. We'll get her

back.

>> I don't want her back. She's no child of

mine. I never want to see her again as

long as I live.

>> Don't talk like that, isn't it?

>> I mean it. I've done my best to bring

her up to be respectable, to be a good

girl, but it hasn't been any use.

>> If she loves this man that much, maybe

it was too strong for her. Maybe she

couldn't help herself.

>> You don't see what she's done same way

as what I do, do you?

>> Oh, I don't know.

>> You and me never have quite seen eye to

eye about what's right and what's wrong.

You'd have her back tomorrow if she'd

come, wouldn't you? But I wouldn't.

You've always encouraged her, told her

how clever she was, let her twist you

around her little finger.

>> All I've done is to try laughing at her

instead of scolding her.

>> Well, you've got something to laugh at

now, haven't you?

>> Don't go for me. She's my girl as well

as yours.

>> I'm not going for anyone. I've done my

best. I can't do no more. You can't stop

loving the girl all at once. Even if she

has done wrong.

>> I can try.

>> What's the sense in that?

>> It's nothing to do with sense. It's how

you feel.

>> I've never seen her like this before.

Hard as nails. You are.

>> Why did you expect me to be?

>> Oh, I don't know. I suppose you've never

cared for Queenie as much as you did the

other two.

>> It's not fair to say that.

>> It's true, though, isn't it?

>> No, it's not. She's always been the most

trouble. That's true enough. And she

certainly never put herself out to help

me the way V has. That's true, too. But

I've cared for her just the same as I

have the others. And don't you start

saying I haven't. There's no use laying

the blame for this at my door. What

she's done, she's done on her own. And

I'll never forgive her for it till the

end of my days.

>> Oh,

if you feel like that, it's not much

good talking about it, is it?

>> Will you turn out or shall I?

>> I'm going back to bed now. You better

tidy up a bit before you come up.

Another

one of these.

>> Yeah, I am.

This thing's taking a terrible time to

run out. It's my belief the plug all

stopped up. Well,

>> you better pop around to the tobaconist

on the way home and tell her Mr.

Freeman.

>> Right.

>> How long before te's ready?

>> About 5 minutes. The kettle's on.

>> Here are the two things.

Why you late auntie so early?

>> Cuz thanks taking is so majestic.

>> Wish somebody had turned that wireless

off. It's getting on my nerves.

>> They've been playing all day just cuz

Rage gave it to her.

>> Skies will fall next. I shouldn't

wonder. You doing something I asked you

without grumbling.

>> Now, Mrs. Flynn, don't start.

>> It was a lucky day for all of us when

you met that Mrs. Wilmont.

>> Well, we won't argue about it, will we?

>> You're not as touchy as you used to be.

Flying off at the least thing.

>> I'm very glad, I'm sure. You haven't had

one of your headaches for weeks, have

you?

>> No, I have not.

>> There you are, then.

>> Well, perhaps you sooner had me as I was

before. Not sleeping a wink at night in

suffering and being in error.

>> In what?

>> Error.

>> Oh, so that's what it was.

>> And you needn't sneaugh either. She's a

wonderful woman.

>> She must be to make you believe there

isn't anything the matter with you. It's

what I've been saying for years.

>> Well, then we won't say anything more

about it, will we? We will if we feel

like it.

>> Silia.

>> Yes. Frank,

>> tell Ethel to start tea without me. I

got one more bed to do. Where is she?

>> Upstairs laying down.

>> Frank's been a changed man since Queenie

left.

>> I haven't noticed much difference.

>> Do you think she'll ever come back?

>> She'll have a piece of my mind if she

does bring a disgrace on all of us.

>> He had a letter from her the other day.

>> How do you know?

>> Well, it came by the midday post along

with that letter I had from Mrs.

Wilmont. I recognize the handwriting.

>> Thinky old Ethel.

>> Oh, not very likely. It had a French

stamp.

>> Disgusting.

>> What was disgusting?

>> Gracious Ethel, what a start you gave

me.

>> What was disgusting?

>> A French stamp.

>> A French stamp? What are you talking

about?

>> About the letter that Frank had from

Queenie.

>> Oh, were you?

>> Then it was from Queenie.

>> You know perfectly well I won't have

Queenie's name spoken in this house.

She's gone her own way and that's that.

She doesn't belong here anymore. I

always knew that girl had come to no

good

>> once and for all. Mother, will you hold

your tongue? I'm sick and tired of you

and Sylvia gabbing and whisping behind

my back.

>> Here's the tea.

>> You coming over at the table or shall I

bring it to you?

>> I'll stay here. The less I open my

mouth, the better.

>> Where's Frank in the garden? He said to

begin without him.

I'm sorry I spoke to you like that,

Sylvia.

>> Oh, it doesn't matter. I'm sure.

>> I dropped off to sleep on my bed this

afternoon. Had a bad dream.

>> What was it about?

>> Can't remember. Woke up feeling as if

the world had come to an end.

>> Well, they say dreams go by countries.

>> Yes, they do, don't they? I'm going to

take Frankie's tea into the garden. Once

he starts watering, he'd go on all night

if we'd let him.

>> No one know who that is.

>> I don't know. Might be Red and Phil.

>> Oh, can't be. They've gone to seven with

that friend of theirs.

>> Hello, V.

V.

Whatever's the matter, where are mom and

dad?

>> In the garden.

We're only upstairs. It's been an

accident. It's Rage and Phil. I've got

to tell mom and dad.

>> What's that?

>> What sort of an accident? What happened?

>> They were in Rage's car. Lori came out

of a turning. Are they badly hurt?

They're dead.

Mrs. Gordon was with them. She knew I

had a telephone, so she rang me up from

the hospital. She was in the back and

got thrown out.

Please take Granny upstairs. I must tell

him alone.

Don't cry. Let them hear you. Don't let

them hear you.

>> I won't believe it. I can't help. I got

to

please God.

Oh my god.

Yeah,

papa.

Hey.

Feel

all right, dear?

>> Do you think?

>> What are you thinking about?

>> Oh, nothing.

>> Get you a cup of tea.

>> Yeah, I could always do with a cup of

tea. This cup the corner ass of Marvel.

>> You know this is the first time you and

I have been for a walk together for

years.

>> Yes. Park lines changed for millions of

unemployed.

>> Nothing but great big hotels now seems a

shame.

>> They won't be ashamed of. That's all

they're doing over there. Doing the same

thing to our leader as they once did to

Hitler in Germany. Everyone in Germany

used to say that he'd never get in and

he wouldn't know how to regenerate

Germany if he did get in. Well, there he

is and a new life has started for

Germany. When I saw those Jews and

communists smack down in Olympia the

other day for trying to silence our

leader, let me tell you, I thought this

about that cup of tea.

>> I thought the day of reckoning will come

in this country, too. The day will come

when all the little rats and mice are

thrown back into the gutter where they

belong.

Don't fight for any election results.

Results fight

results by the right leg.

All the late legs are resulting

on there. It's going to be a walkover.

Landslide. Veritible landslide.

>> Best of the right.

>> Conservative game.

>> Here are three more election results.

Swinden division of Wilshire WW

Wakefield Conservative 20,732.

Ah, there's a place you can trust.

A bulletin has been received regarding

the king's illness which will be

broadcast in a few moments.

The following bulletin has just been

issued from Buckingham Palace.

The king's life is moving peacefully

towards its close.

We invite you to join in recollection

and prayer

for our king.

What are you doing? It's near the end of

the year anyway.

>> Well, that's that.

>> There won't be nothing more to listen to

tonight. All the stations have closed

down.

Well, how's the library going on, Silia?

>> Oh, all right. I'm leaving next month to

help Mrs. Wilmont with her work in the

temple.

>> What temple?

>> The temple of spiritual radiation.

>> Oh, I see.

We'll have to be going in a minute. Bye.

>> I'll pop up and get in the hat. Left it

in mom's room.

>> How are the children, Sam?

>> Oh, Sheila's all right, but Joan's been

a bit seedy. Doctor told us to keep her

in bed for two or three days.

>> Did he indeed? Well, I suppose if you

believe in doctors, it's best to do what

they say.

>> Word stands to reason they know a bit

more about it than we do, doesn't it?

>> No, I don't think it does.

>> What would you do if you broke your leg?

I suppose you'd send for a doctor then,

wouldn't you?

>> I wouldn't break my leg.

>> But if you did, if you were run over

through no fault of your own,

>> I should certainly send for treatment.

Well,

>> there you are, then.

>> You don't understand, Sam. Of course,

there's no reason why you should. You

haven't studied the matter, have you?

>> No, I haven't.

>> It wouldn't be surgical treatment I

should send for. It would be spiritual

treatment.

>> Would that heal a compound fracture?

>> Certainly.

>> Frank, where's that for?

>> She's in the kitchen. We miss Edie, and

that's a fact. I've tried to make get

someone else, but she won't.

>> There's not so much to do since Mrs.

Flint passed down.

>> Now, don't talk so soft, Sylvia. Mother

died. See, first of all, she got flu,

and that turned to pneumonia. The strain

of that affected her art, which was none

too strong at the best of times, and she

died. It's nothing to do with passing on

at all.

>> How do you know?

>> I know it's only your new way of

talking, but it gets me down. See,

>> what are you shouting about?

>> I'm not shouting about nothing at all.

I'm merely explaining to Sylvia that

mother died. She didn't pass on, pass

over, or pass out. She died.

>> Dad, you do make me laugh. You do.

Really? Not a subject to talk about.

Anyway, come on, Sam. We better be

going. Good night, Mom.

>> Good night, dear.

>> Good night.

>> Good night, Dad. I'll come to the door

with you. Where's Archie? Ethel.

>> I sleep in the kitchen. He's been out

once tonight.

>> As a mouser, Archie knocks poor old

Percy into a cockpit.

>> I think I'll go to bed now, Eth. All

right, dear. How about the washing up?

Oh, that's all right. Frank me will do

it.

>> I was looking a bit geeky, wasn't she?

>> Oh, she's worried about Joan, I think.

>> Ah, she get over it. Remember the

trouble we had with Queenie when she was

tiny?

>> Yes, I do.

>> Sorry, I forgot.

>> You're like it. Get a funny woman if no

mistake. I

>> expect I am. Where's God made us? I

suppose there's nothing much to be done

about it.

>> Well, I wouldn't be so sure. Being

bitter about anybody isn't a good thing.

Let alone if it happens to be your own

daughter.

>> I'm not bitter. I just don't think about

anymore. That's all.

>> That's one of the things I don't

believe.

>> Well, don't let's talk about it anymore,

shall we?

>> We should get someone else in place of

Edie.

>> I don't need anyone now. There's only

the three of us.

>> What anybody ever wanted to marry her

for beats me.

>> No reason why they shouldn't. She was a

good girl and a good worker.

>> Exactly the reason I married you. She

may not be much to look at, I said to

myself, but there's a worker if ever I

saw one.

>> Oh. Oh, Billy, what a shock you gave me.

Frank. Frank. Billy's here.

>> Sorry, Mrs. Gibbons.

>> I had no idea you was back. Well, I got

in about an hour ago, so I dropped in

for a chat.

>> Oh, well, go on in. I'll be around in a

moment.

>> Right out.

>> Hello, Mr. Gibbs.

>> Well, well, here's a surprise. Come on

in.

>> Got a couple of weeks leave.

>> Go on.

>> Yeah. Been transferred from a cruiser to

a destroyer.

>> Do you like that?

>> You bet I do.

>> Oh, Billy, I am glad to see you. I'm

sure your father is too. It's been

lonely for him by himself in that house

ever since your mother was taken.

>> Nora died, Ethel. Nobody took her.

>> Would be ashamed of yourself talking

like that in front of Billy. Would you

like me to make you a cup of tea? It

won't take about

>> No, no, thanks, Mr. Given. No, there's

uh there's something I want to talk to

you about, as a matter of fact. Yeah,

both of you.

>> Oh, what is it, son?

>> Yeah, I got a cigarette on you.

>> Yeah, my next door, I think.

>> There we are. Thanks.

>> Well,

feel a bit awkward really. I wanted Dad

to come along and back me up, but he

wouldn't.

>> A man of your age hanging on to his

father's coattails. I never heard of

such a thing. Yeah. What have you been

up to?

>> What is it, Billy?

>> It's about Queenie.

>> What about her?

>> Does it still make you angry? Even hear

her name?

>> I'm not angry.

>> Have you seen her, Billy?

>> Yes, I've seen her.

>> How is she? Fine.

What was it you wanted to say about

Queen?

>> I sympathize with how you feel, Mrs.

Gibbons. Really, I do. And what's more,

she does, too. She knows what a wrong

she did in going off like that. And it

didn't take her long to realize it.

She hasn't had any too good a time, you

know. The man she went off with went

back to his wife and left her stranded

in a sort of boarding house in Brussels.

>> How long was it before she found another

man to take her on?

>> Death or

long time. Over 3 years.

>> She's all right now then, isn't she?

>> Yes, she's all right now.

>> What sort of a bad time did she have?

Hajimi

>> trying to earn a living for herself, you

know, getting in and out of different

jobs. She showed dresses off in a dress

maker shop for over a year. Then she got

a job looking after some English

children, but that didn't last long.

Then she got ill with a pendicitis and

was taken to hospital.

>> Where? Where was she taken to hospital?

How long ago?

>> Paris about a year ago. When she was in

hospital, she picked up with an old

Scotswoman in the next bed. Little later

on, the two of them started an old

English tea room in Menon in the south

of France. You know, just for English

visitors.

That's where I ran into her by accident.

We were doing a summer cruise and the

ship I was in laid off there for a few

days. A couple of pals and I went ashore

for a cup of tea. There she was.

>> Is she there now?

>> No, she isn't there now.

>> Well, where is she then?

>> She's here.

>> Here?

>> How do you mean here?

>> Next door with dad.

>> Really?

We were married last week in the

registry office in Plymouth.

>> Barry?

>> I've always loved her, you know. Always

said I'd wait for her.

Oh, son. I can't believe it. Oh, son.

You're forgiven her now, won't you, Mrs.

G?

Don't seem to have much choice, do I?

>> Always thought you'd like to have me for

a son.

>> Better late than never. That's what it

is, isn't it?

Better late than never.

>> Should I get you a little nip or

something?

Where is he?

>> Kevin coming.

Hello, Mom.

So, you've come back, have you?

You're a bad girl. Yes, Mom.

Nice way to behave, I must say.

upsetting me like this.

YOU CAN STAND IT. CHAMBERLAIN FLIES TO

MUNICH. READ ALL ABOUT IT. PAPER.

Chamberlain flies to Munich. Paper.

Oh, just a minute, ma'am.

>> Well, I must say I just assumed he

bombed me and two feet scratching down

in one of those.

>> Well, you've chosen a nice time to be

born, I will say.

Heat. Heat.

I always knew it, you know. always knew

what?

>> That there wouldn't be a war.

>> Oh, I thought there would be, I must

say. Otherwise, I shouldn't have sent

Sheila and Joan down to Mrs. Marsh in

Dorset.

>> I know you did, dear. Your mother was

worried too about Queenie and little

Frankie. But I wasn't. Neither was Mrs.

Wilmont. I can see that now. Mrs.

Wilmont laughed out right when the woman

came to try on our gas mask. Take that

stupid thing away, she said, just like

that. Quite simply, woman was furious.

I'm not surprised.

>> Hello, V.

>> Good evening,

>> where's your mother? in the kitchen.

She's been upstairs with Queenie and the

baby.

>> Nothing wrong with his lordship, is

there?

>> Oh, no. He's fine. Queeniey's not

feeling any too good, so she went to

bed.

>> Well, I'll pop her up and see her in a

minute.

>> Did you say anything of the crowds?

>> I did.

>> He heard him arrive at the airport on

the wireless.

>> So did I.

>> Sam's meeting me at the Strand Corner

House a little later on. We thought we'd

have a look at the crowds. Ought to be

exciting.

>> It's exciting. All right. If you like

seeing a lot of people yelling their

heads off without the fakest idea what

they're yelling about.

>> Oh, how can you, Frank? They're cheering

cuz they've been saved from war.

>> Yeah, I'll cheer about that, but it's

proved to me

>> you wouldn't care if there was another

war. You're one of those people who

think it doesn't matter that millions

and millions of innocent people should

be bombed just because you enjoyed

yourself in the last one.

>> Now, listen here, Sylvia. Don't you talk

to me like that because I won't have it.

See, I did not enjoy myself in the last

war. Nobody but a fool without any

imagination would ever say that he did.

And I do not think it doesn't matter if

millions and millions of innocent people

are bombed. So, you can get them stupid

ideas out of your head to start with.

But what I would like to say is this.

I've seen something today that I

wouldn't believe could happen in this

country. I've seen thousands of people,

British people, mark you, carrying on

like maniac, shouting and cheering with

relief for no other reason but that

they've been thoroughly frightened. And

it made me sick. And that's a fact. And

I only hope to goodness we've got guts

enough to learn one lesson from this.

And we shall never find ourselves in a

position again where we have to appease

anybody.

>> All you men ever think about is having

guts and being top dog and killing each

other. I'm a woman. I don't care how

much we are peace so long as we don't

have a war. War is wicked and evil and

vile. Them that live by the sword shall

die by the sword. It's more blessed to

give than to receive.

>> Well, I don't think it's more blessed to

give in and receive a nice kick in the

pants for doing it.

>> You're a wararmonger. That's what you

are. A wararmonger.

>> Judging by the heavy way you're

breathing, Sylvia, I should say you was

in error.

>> You're no brother of mine. I DON'T EVER

WANT TO speak to you again.

>> There's no use arguing with her dad.

She's getting sillier and sillier every

day. Well, I must be off. I'm picking up

Sam. We're going to see the crowds.

Sorry, Dad.

>> Well, you can cheer your heads off for

all I care. Why don't you take a

squeaker with

>> Maybe I will.

>> Good night, Mom.

>> Good night, dear. See you in the

morning.

>> Night.

>> Good night, dear.

>> Night, Dad.

>> Good night, Queen.

>> I brought my boots.

>> Well, you'll have to clean them

yourself. I've got my hands full as it

is.

>> As Queenie.

>> Oh, she's all right. You think nobody'd

ever had a baby before.

>> She had a letter from Billy this

afternoon. He wants her to join him at

Singapore after Christmas.

>> But the baby won't be old enough to

travel.

>> Or she'll leave him here.

>> But with us?

>> Well, of course. Don't silly. Who else

would she leave him with?

>> Oh, that'll be fine, will it?

>> Fine for you, maybe. You won't have to

look after him.

>> Oh, dear. What a week. I couldn't

believe I could be so tired. Poor old

girl. You do look a bit done up.

>> You run up and say good night to Queenie

before she drops off.

>> All right, bossy.

>> That's enough.

>> Oh. Uh, I'm expecting Bob to pop in a

never farewell binge. Give me a shot

here when he comes, will you?

>> Binge indeed. One small one's all you're

going to have, my lad. If I have to come

and take the bottle away from you

myself.

>> I'd like to see you try.

Hello, Ethel.

>> Hello, Bob. Craig's just gone up to say

good night to Queen. He'll be down in a

minute.

>> What a week.

>> The crisis and the sandbags and me

having to move the furniture into the

bargain.

>> Most of it gone.

>> Yeah, went this afternoon. I'm sleeping

on a camp bed tonight.

>> Frank will miss you.

or socialize.

>> Not going so far. You both come down and

see me, won't you?

>> Oh, of course we will. You'll feel a bit

lost, I expect, living in the country.

>> Oh, I don't know. I just have me garden.

The site better than the one I got here,

and the seas nearby and village pub.

>> We'll come down and see you quite soon.

>> Well, I better go and find Frank if

promised to give me a drink.

>> Oh, well, you better be getting along.

>> Yes.

>> Goodbye,

>> goodbye, Bob.

Take care of yourself.

>> I will.

>> Do you remember the first night we moved

in when we had Sylvia's wind caress?

>> That's going back a bit.

>> Nearly 20 years.

>> And here we are just the same.

>> Are we?

>> I suppose we're not.

>> It's a strange world.

>> You said it. All them years, all the

things that happened to him. I wouldn't

go back over them again for all the rice

in China, would you?

>> Not on your life.

>> Do you remember that picnic box in 1923

when you got as tight as a tick and fell

over and sprained your ankle?

>> Whatever made you think of that?

>> I don't know. I was just thinking.

>> Remember that night went to your

regimental dinner?

>> That was the night Queen went off.

>> Yeah. Reg was alive then.

Maybe about a year before.

>> I wonder what happens to rooms when

people give them up. Go away and leave

the house empty.

>> What do you mean?

>> I don't know. I was thinking about you

going away from next door after all this

time. And me and Ethel going away too

pretty soon. I'm wondering what the next

people that live in this room will be

like and whether they'll feel any bits

of us left about the place.

>> Yeah. Shut up and give me the willies.

You don't think the Germans will ever

get here, do you?

>> No, of course I don't.

>> I'm feeling a bit bad about all this

business.

>> I'm not feeling too good myself.

>> I shall miss you a devil of a lot.

>> Same here.

You'll be popping down to see me, won't

you?

>> You bit.

Happy days, old pal.

Happy days, old pal.

Now, don't you worry about little

Frankie. We'll take care of him. And

don't forget to get one after Billy. No,

>> your luggage is all Gordon. I've seen

this, Steuart. And you got a cabin all

to yourself as far as my side.

>> Don't fuss, Frank.

>> That's us. We better be go.

>> Goodbye you.

>> All visitors ashore. Come on, please.

>> Goodbye, man.

>> Goodbye, dear. Take care of yourself.

>> Be a good girl.

>> And don't forget to send us a postcard

WITH A CAMEL ON IT.

>> NO. ALL RIGHT, DAD. I KNOW.

Don't let Frankie start this.

WHOA.

>> I DON'T WANT HIS LEGS TO GO IN.

WELL, that's that. I never thought we'd

get it all in. How's his lordship?

>> Oh, he's fine again. That postcard queen

he sent with a camel on. He likes it.

>> He's dribbling, dirty boy.

>> Well, I expect you dribbled when you was

his age.

>> I do still have happened to drop off in

the afternoon.

>> That's nothing to boast about.

>> Bit snappy, aren't we?

>> Who wouldn't be with all I've had to do

today?

>> Poor old croc.

>> Oh, now then, friend. We haven't got no

time for fooling about.

>> That's just where you're wrong. We got

all the time in the world.

Have it your own way.

>> I shall miss that garden.

>> Well, it's your own fault. You're the

one who's wanted to move. I

>> know.

>> You don't have the balcony anyway. You

can put window boxes all around.

>> Window boxes?

You know, sometime a bit later on when I

stop working. We might take a little

place in the country, might we?

>> When might that be now, ask?

>> Oh, I don't know. In a few years, maybe.

>> We'll see about that when the time

comes.

>> Yeah, I think you like the country. I

know you're frightened about it being a

bit too quiet, but when people get

older, they don't mind so much about

being quiet.

>> Not all that old yet, you know.

>> It's funny, isn't it?

>> What is?

>> Well, you think when you take everything

out of a room, it look bigger, but this

one looks smaller.

>> Must be glad to be out of it.

>> So shall I. Sorry to though, in a way.

>> Well,

we better be going.

It's been a long time, hasn't it?

>> I don't mind how many flats we move

into, where we go, or what we do, so

long as I've got you.

Don't talk so soon.