Original subtitles

♪

Ella: Taken a shine to your new customers, have you?

Bob: I haven't taken a shine to no-one.

Don't look like that to me.

Short with the rent, are you?

I sit in here and get it paid.

I wish there was something I could do to help.

Jenny: I'll pay you back tomorrow. Honest.

Ella: You'll be getting entangled

with one of them creatures if you're not careful.

- I love you, Jenny. - You couldn't love me.

Cos of what I am.

Why didn't you turn up?

S'pose I couldn't get away, dear.

Bob: I'm willing to go on with you, Jenny.

But if you can't bother to keep your dates, that's it!

I'm not goin' to go trailing round after prostitutes!

Ever so sweet when she ain't been drinking.

Would you come away with me on holiday?

Of course I will, dear.

Where'd you get all your money from?

I haven't got any. That's the funny part.

You do seem to be withdrawing rather a lot lately.

- I'll pay it back. - The money don't matter.

Just want you to get a job and sort yourself out.

3:00.

Victoria.

♪

[Match strikes]

♪

Guv?

- Yeah. - Could I have a word?

Of course you can.

The thing is, you know I'm going to Brighton tomorrow.

Yeah.

Well, I don't know what I was thinking about,

but I've left myself a bit short.

How much do you want?

- 25? - That's a bit steep, Bob.

I know, guv, but I really need it.

25?

Bob: I've got it in the bank.

Look.

Governor: 25 is all you've got.

I know that, but please, guv.

I hope you know what you're doing, lad.

Of course I do, guv.

She must be quite something.

Bob: Oh, she is. Loveliest girl I've ever met.

Well... seeing as it's Christmas...

[Man singing "A Man and His Dream"]

[Latches click]

♪

Man: ♪ You always stir my imagination ♪

♪ Sometimes it borders on fantasy ♪

♪ And sometimes I find visions flash through my mind ♪

♪ Close to reality ♪

♪ Night, a soft guitar ♪

♪ A hidden lane, a moon ♪

♪ And here and there a star ♪

♪ For a man and his dream ♪

♪ And their eyes when they meet ♪

♪ Seem to say, "It's sublime" ♪

♪ And their hearts proudly beat ♪

♪ To a tune that is older than time ♪

♪

♪ And their eyes when they meet ♪

♪ Seem to say, "It's sublime" ♪

♪ And their hearts proudly beat ♪

♪ To a tune that is older than time... ♪

[Mysterious music playing]

♪

Evening, dearie.

Do you want me?

Depends how much.

Depends what you fancy.

All night's a fiver.

An' it'd 'ave to be in a 'otel cos I ain't got a flat.

Man: What about 4 quid?

Ain't you got a fiver?

4 or nothing.

♪

Suppose I'll have to.

♪

Jenny: Chilly in here, ain't it?

Take your 'at off, darling.

Can't do nothing with you in an hour.

♪

Seen you before, ain't I?

Man: No, I don't think so.

I have, you know.

Hmm. Come back to me in a minute.

It's surprising how many nice men you meet in this game.

Another man...

he was so sweet.

I let him go.

♪

Santa bring you anything nice, did he?

Man: 'Fraid not.

Hmm. Certainly gave my chimney a miss.

[Man chuckles]

Didn't see a soul yesterday.

It's not that I ain't got mates like, cos I have,

but they was doing other things.

Of course, you're always meeting people

in my line of business, but you still get lonely.

What sort of business are you in?

Man: Me? Have a guess.

I don't know, but you look the business sort.

- Do I? - Oh, yeah.

Well, as it happens, I'm in motors.

- Motors, eh? - Mmm.

Now that must be very interesting.

Man: Oh, well it is interesting enough.

Not as interesting as certain others, though.

Wicked old town, ain't it?

Mmm.

Of course.

- I remember. - What?

Where we met.

Where was that then?

Don't matter.

You're a bad little girl, ain't you?

How did you get like that?

Now that would be telling, wouldn't it?

Took a wrong turn in, did you?

I took to drink, see?

Man: Ah, now that is naughty.

Ain't it just.

Now... come on, darling.

Let's get started.

Mmm.

[Kissing]

Mmm, yeah.

That's nice.

♪

Mmm. Good boy.

Nice and slow.

["Stars Fell on Alabama" playing]

♪

[Ring]

♪

[Door opens]

Ah! You are...

Miss Maple?

- Yes, madam. - Do come in.

She's starting today, Bella. Surely you remember.

You found us all right, then?

Jenny: Yes, madam. It was quite easy.

I came by the 27 bus. It's just a threepenny ride.

You live up in Hackney, don't you?

Jenny: No, madam. Camden Town.

Camden Town. Of course.

- I have a pet shop. - A pet shop!

Oh, lovely!

Jenny: Smells a bit, but it serves its purpose.

Woman: Now, Jane. It is Jane, isn't it?

Jenny: Yes, madam.

Though most people call me Jenny.

Jenny. Well, that's very pretty.

Jenny: Though you couldn't hardly say it's for short,

could you, madam?

No, no. I suppose you couldn't!

Sorry.

Then we shall call you Jenny.

We'll start at the top, shall we?

Our brother spends most of his time upstairs.

He's very deaf and rather slow.

So one has to sound the gong...

loudly.

5 minutes before actually laying the table

so that by the time one is ready to serve,

he should just be reaching his chair.

- Yes, madam. - He's a doctor.

Woman: Now, it's of the utmost importance, Jenny,

that you remember his special dietary requirements.

Yes, madam.

He's a... vegetenarian, isn't he?

That's right.

["Don't Let That Moon Get Away" playing]

[Taps gong lightly]

♪

[Banging gong rapidly]

♪

[Door creaks]

Woman: Oh! Very nice, Jenny.

We'll ring when we want you.

Jenny: Yes, madam.

♪

[Bell rings]

♪

Beautifully done, Jenny.

Jenny: Make a nice change, don't they, madam?

Where did you learn to cook like that?

My aunt, madam.

I expect you have some young man

eating his heart out for you.

Bella! You'll embarrass the poor creature.

Jenny: Not just at present, madam.

Bella: Well, there will be soon, I'm sure.

Jenny: I dare say, madam.

But I always think there's plenty of time

for that, don't you?

- What she say? - Nothing, Robert.

Such a pretty little thing.

Woman: I know. That's what makes me wonder.

What she say?

Nothing, Robert.

That was very good work, Jenny.

Jenny: Yes, madam. Thank you, madam.

Half past 8:00 tomorrow morning then?

- Yes, madam. - On the dot?

And you'll be coming to live in on Saturday?

- Yes! - Yes, madam.

- Good night. - Good night, madam.

Bella: Good--oh.

Goodbye. Goodbye!

["Letting in the Sunshine" playing]

♪

What a treasure!

Woman: I rather think she is.

♪

How'd you get on?

Oh, ever so well. They ain't 'alf nice, Tom.

'Spect it'll be a bit of all right, then.

Yeah, looks like it. Come on.

♪

[Men, singing] ♪ You were meant for me ♪

♪ I was meant for you ♪

♪ Nature patterned you, and when she was done ♪

♪ You were all the sweet things rolled up in one ♪

♪ You're like a plaint-- ♪

What's the matter with you?

I love you, Jen.

That's what's the matter with me.

Don't be so silly.

♪ ...lets me be ♪

♪ For I'm content ♪

♪ The angels must have sent ♪

♪ You and they meant ♪

♪ You just for me ♪

When will I see you again?

- Well... - What about tomorrow?

All right. But it'll 'ave to be later,

and I'll probably have Violet with me.

I'm meeting her over in Hammersmith.

You shouldn't hang around with her.

What do you mean?

She ain't the sort you should be hanging around with,

that's all.

What sort is that?

Thinks of nothing but boys. That sort.

No, she ain't.

What time then?

Don't know. About half 8:00?

Right then. Half 8:00.

Tom: I'll meet you at Camden Town.

Good night, Tom.

That was very enjoyable.

Jen, I want to kiss you.

Just the one, mind.

- Good boy. - Thanks, Jen.

[Man singing "Sweet Someone"] ♪ ...glad I found you ♪

So long.

♪ I'm building my home 'round you ♪

Chorus: ♪ Dit da dit da doo ♪

♪ Oh, heaven sent you and brought you to me ♪

♪ A sweet adorable someone ♪

♪ For no one else but me ♪

["There's a New World" playing]

♪

[Water splashing]

♪

[Sighs]

♪

[Soft knock on door]

Enter. [Door opens]

Good night then, madam.

Same time tomorrow?

Yes, madam.

[Door closes]

A treasure.

Yes. Isn't she?

Makes up, of course.

I noticed that.

But then they all do nowadays.

♪

Violet: What 'appened to that pale boy

you was walking out with?

Jenny: What pale boy?

- You know that pale boy. - Tom?

- That's him. - Me walking out with Tom?

You go about with him, don't you?

We might go about sometimes,

but I ain't walking out with him.

- He's consumptive, ain't he? - Tom? Of course he ain't.

- Who told you that? - He's inclined that way.

That's all. He looks it, don't he?

Jenny: Tell you what your trouble is, Vi.

You can't think of nothing but boys.

It's a wonder I do what I do with what I got to work on.

But you... you're pretty as a picture.

Man: Pardonnez-moi.

Violet: My word! You didn't 'alf give me a turn.

Was you going anywhere, by any chance?

Violet: No, we ain't. Was you?

Man: No. I'm Reginald, commonly known as Rex.

Rex. Ooh, I say.

Oh, and this is my chum Andy.

Violet: Good evening, Andy.

So what would you two girls say

to a little liquid refreshment?

- All for it. - All right, then.

Chop, chop.

[Violet giggles]

Violet!

Rex: The usual spot.

Lovely. Uh, waiter.

So, what you having?

- What you having, Jenny? - I don't know.

Rex: Come on, girls, make your minds up.

Well, uh... I'll have a Guinness.

Violet: Guinness? Ha ha ha!

[Jenny whispering] What's wrong with a Guinness?

I'll have a port, please, Rex. Thank you very much.

Rex: Yeah, same here. Uh, you're gonna have a port, Andy?

You sure you won't change your mind?

Well... perhaps I'll have a port, too.

Rex: 4 ports, please. Oh, and you might bring some biscuits.

Violet: This is ever such a nice place.

Rex: Yeah. Ain't bad, is it?

No, not for Hammersmith.

All got up historical, ain't it?

When knights were bold. [Violet giggling]

Violet: I'll say!

[Clinking]

Mmm! Better not get blotto. We going on to a dance after.

Violet: That's what you says.

- I've got to go. - No, you ain't.

Yes, I have. I promised to be at Camden Town by half-past 8:00.

- You ain't, have you? - Have you?

Jenny: Yes, I have. I'll have to be off directly

after I've finished this. - Don't be so daft.

You don't have to be anywhere.

Yes, I have. I got to be somewhere by half-past 8:00.

- Who is he, then? - Never you mind.

Some people are funny.

Yes, they are.

Rex: Well, drink that and then see how you feel.

We don't want to lose you, you know.

Oh, it's like "Charlie's Aunt," my nose.

Why?

Still running.

[Laughing]

Andy: Excuse my dirty hands.

You're not dirty.

I get filthy doing what I've been doing.

Mucking about with one's car all afternoon.

Oh, yeah. That must get you dirty.

It does and all.

You've got a car then?

Andy: Of course I have! What do you think?

Just wondered.

I keep meaning to get rid of it,

but somehow I never get around to it.

You fond of motoring, are you?

Oh, yeah. Um, very fond, really.

Especially in the summer months.

I'll take you out one of these days.

I would like that.

Andy: Waiter!

Jenny: Oh, not for me.

Andy: 4 more ports, please.

Rex: Where do you live?

- Chiswick. - Well, I shall be shortly.

In business over there, are you?

Not exactly.

- I'm with two old ladies. - She's in service.

Don't know how she sticks it.

Pretty girl like you don't want to be in service.

Jenny: Got to live, ain't you?

Oh, yeah. You got to live, but that ain't the way

for a beautiful girl like you.

I don't see what that's got to do with it.

No, not for a girl like you.

So what would you suggest?

Oh, well, you ought to be a model.

[Girls snicker]

That's what you ought to be.

Find me a job, then.

I'll find you one, all right.

- Yeah, I bet. - My friend Ned Hall

will give you one like a shot.

- Go on. - Yeah.

He's my oldest pal, is Ned.

Known him since he was in Knickerbockers.

He's got 4 or 5 shops around here and two up west.

What sort of shops?

Ladies wear.

Well, I shall have to think about it.

Andy: You certainly should, because you're cut out for it.

Why do you keep looking at that clock?

Jenny: I've got to go.

Ain't as important as all that, is he?

No, he ain't very important.

Rex: Ha ha ha! Come on.

Well, what would it consist of, like?

Wearing dresses.

You'd probably have to look after the customers a bit,

but you wouldn't mind that, would you?

No, I wouldn't mind that.

It's good screw, too. Between 3 and 4 quid a week.

Here's to it.

It's very kind of you, I must say.

Thank you.

So, uh, what are you gonna do in return for me, eh?

Don't know. What do you want?

[Flicks lighter]

It's not what I want. What have you got to give?

Oh. Well, that depends.

I'll tell you what you can do for me.

What's that?

Have another glass of port.

[Jenny giggling] That's not so difficult.

- There's a good girl. - Don't know about that.

Hey, you're right there. Not a little girl, ain't you?

Hot little baby straight from Paris.

[Giggling] What an idea.

All tied up in pink ribbon

and made for love, huh?

Mhm.

So, who's the lucky fella?

There ain't none.

Right there.

What about yours truly?

You?

Why not?

I shall have to think about it.

You could do worse.

You and me are gonna get to know each other

a whole lot better, believe me.

[Jenny laughs nervously]

I'll show you how to live life with a capital "L."

- I'm a past master. - I'll bet you are.

You don't want to work for those two old fossils.

Well, you stick with me, girl.

Treat me right, and I'll give you anything.

- See, all I want is a pal. - That's all I want and all.

As soon as I clapped eyes on you,

I knew you was the girl for me.

Some girls take everything, they do.

Scheming bitches, the lot of them.

But you're different.

You could be my little pal.

That's all I want-- a pal, a mate.

That's what a girl should be. A chap's champ.

That's right.

Bit of sympathy.

That's all I want, Jenny.

That's why I like you, because you're sympathetic.

[Laughter]

Rex: We gonna paint the town red, ain't we, Andy?

Hey! Oh, poor little Andy. Won't he kiss his mum?

Won't he kiss his poor old mum?

Go on. Give him a kiss.

Oh. Ha ha ha!

Violet: You want to keep in with that Andy.

Rex says he's loaded.

Got a garage in Twickenham.

- Oh, it's a beauty. - Oh, listen to him.

[Gasps] You dirty bugger!

Now let's go on the Common.

- What Common? - Barnes Common.

- What for? - You know what for.

What do you think I am?

You want that job, don't you?

Rex: Oi, who's for another drink?

- Me! - That's the spirit.

Hey? Mwah!

[Glasses clinking distortedly]

You all right, princess?

You all right?

[Laughing] I'm all right.

Get us another?

- That's my girl. - You little devil!

Tom: Jenny.

Jenny!

What are you doing here?

- Come on, Jen. - How'd you get here?

Come with me.

Been sneaking on me, have you?

I ain't been sneaking on you.

You gotta get out of here. You got to!

- Let go of me. - Come with me, Jenny.

It's for your own good.

Get outside.

- So, what do you want? - Come with me, Jen.

- What are you trembling for? - I ain't trembling.

- Seen a ghost or something? - Jen, I love you, Jen.

What are you playing at sneaking on me like this?

It's for your own good. You're drunk, Jen.

- You know you are. - No, I ain't.

And you got to be up in the morning.

You'll lose your job if you're not.

Suppose I don't want the flaming job.

- Suppose I got a better one? - Jen.

I ain't skivvying for a couple of old relics.

I don't want that filthy job.

And I don't want you neither. I'm sick of the sight of you.

And I'll tell you something else.

You ought to be in hospital because you're infectious.

You're consumptive, ain't you? That's what's wrong with you.

You got TB, ain't you? That's your trouble.

So I don't want you hanging around me, see?

And that's final.

Got that?

[Door slams]

Where you been?

Bit of business I had to attend to.

- Who's the fella? - Nice, ain't he?

Talkin' about cars, they are.

We're going for a spin!

Man: A little something to keep out the cold.

Well, thank you very much.

[Coughs]

Man: Tastes better the second time around.

Oh, you're right.

Andy: Here she is.

Don't tell no one,

but I ain't ever been in a motor before.

Who'd have thought we'd have such a big one.

[Girls laughing]

Jenny: I'm by the driver.

- Who you pushing? - Oh, shut your row.

[All talking indistinctly]

Jenny: Where are you taking us?

Andy: To the end of the Earth, my dear.

Jenny: Oh, I say, I've been there before.

[All laughing]

[Horn beeping]

All: Whoo! Hey!

Rex: Oh, Andy, let 'er rip!

[Revving engine]

Step on 'er!

Jenny: That's right. Step on 'er!

Whoo!

Whoo! Step on 'er!

Whoo! Whoo! Ha ha!

Rex: Bleeding! What a bleeding beauty!

What a beauty!

Whoo!

Rex: Come on, faster, faster.

Violet: Come on!

Jenny: Watch out!

[Metal crunching] [Girls screaming]

Violet: You've hit him!

Stop the car, will you? You've killed him!

Stop the car, for God's sakes!

Stop the bleeding car! Stop the car, Andy! Stop!

Stop! Stop!

♪

Violet's voice: Stop! [Metal crunching]

♪

[Footsteps approaching]

Excuse me.

Hello.

Do you know where my dress is, please?

Haven't you got it?

- No. - Must be somewhere.

I'll have a look.

Can you tell me where I am, please?

My flat. Richmond.

How did I get here?

I brought you.

Was I drunk?

Oh, yes.

There were an accident, weren't there?

- Yes. - Was anyone hurt?

Man: Don't know.

I'll look for your dress.

Jenny: Right. Thank you.

You'll be staying for breakfast, won't you?

I got to get to work. It must be getting late.

Time for a bite, surely.

Jenny: I got to get to Chiswick.

I can take you in the motor.

I'll run you a bath.

[Water running]

["The Clouds Will Soon Roll By" playing]

♪

Woman: ♪ Somewhere the sun is shining ♪

♪ So honey, don't you cry ♪

♪ We'll find a silver lining ♪

♪ The clouds will soon roll by ♪

♪ Just wait until tomorrow ♪

♪ What a happy day that will be ♪

[Footsteps approaching]

♪ Down Lover's Lane together ♪

♪ We'll wander, you and I ♪

♪ Good-bye to stormy weather ♪

♪ The clouds will soon roll by ♪

[Water dripping]

♪

[Door handle rattles] I'm in the bath!

Man: Would a boiled egg do you?

What?

Oh!

Yes. Thank you.

Man: 1 or 2?

One, please. Thank you.

I'll have to get it myself.

The blasted skivvy's down with flu.

Found your dress, by the way.

Oh.

Thank you.

Shall I heave it in?

Will you leave it outside, please?

[Door opens]

[Tapping]

Didn't 'alf go at it last night, didn't we?

Man: Yes, we did. I'm feeling absolutely befouled.

Jenny: I ain't ever done anything like that before.

- Have you? - Oh, yes, I'm afraid to say.

Awful about that accident, weren't it?

Ghastly.

Do you reckon he was hurt, that bloke on the bike?

It must have been.

Jenny: You don't think he was killed, do you?

- I hope not. - We should have gone back.

- Too late now. - What if they find out?

Aren't you going to eat that?

No. Thank you.

Would you mind if I have it?

I'm rather ravenous this morning.

But if they did find out, what would happen?

One can get in jail for that sort of thing nowadays.

That's the trouble.

You all right?

One does tend to feel a bit peaky after a binge like that.

Still, we weren't driving, so I wouldn't worry too much.

That's right. We weren't.

So they couldn't do much to us, could they?

I don't expect so.

Jenny: You don't seem that bothered.

One has to be philosophical.

Last night...

did we like...

do much?

Funny little thing, aren't you?

[Metal object rattles]

Ah! The newspaper.

Have they reported it?

Well, have they?

I don't think they have.

Oh, thank God for that.

Oh. Hang on.

What?

What's it say?

Nothing too bad.

What?

The police are appealing for witnesses.

- Oh, my God! - Don't worry.

There wasn't a soul around, believe me.

What if there was?

There wasn't.

What about the bloke on the bike?

"A few broken bones."

Nothing a little plaster won't put right.

God, you look ropey.

I'm feeling pretty bloody myself.

I reckon we could both do with a stiff one, eh?

I've got to get to work.

You can be a little bit late, can't you?

What sort of work is it?

I'm with two old ladies.

I'm a skivvy.

Ah.

Well, that's a strong one, ain't it?

The only thing on occasions like this.

Do you know what the time is, please?

5 and 20 past 10:00. Have a sip.

Go on. Perk you up. Believe me.

[Lighter flicks]

Do you really have to go?

Of course I do.

Can't you telephone them or something?

They ain't on the telephone.

Well, then send them a wire.

Saying what?

You can make something up, surely.

Yes, I can, if I want to be out of a job.

It's not that important, is it?

You don't seem to realize the trouble I'm in.

I don't see that you're in any trouble.

I'd like to know what trouble is, then.

It can't be as bad as all that.

Bad enough, what with the accident and all.

Well, we can't do anything now.

Is that warming you up?

I told you it would make you feel better.

Ever so good, ain't it?

Oh, no, I couldn't!

I gotta go.

Look, why not spend the day with me?

Forget about work, hey?

I can't.

We could go and have lunch at the Clarendon.

The Clarendon?

Somewhere else, if you'd prefer.

But I'd lose my job.

Well, you can find another one, can't you?

- I ain't got no money. - I could let you have some.

- How much do you want? - I couldn't take money.

Man: Oh, yes, you could.

£10 be any good?

We'll lunch at the Clarendon

and then go and rest our weary heads at the pictures. Hmm?

Come on. What do you say?

Well...

I might think about it.

That's my girl.

♪

I love a fire, don't you?

♪

I always say there's nothing like a fire.

♪

Stare at it for hours.

Seeing pictures.

Castles in the air.

♪

Man: ♪ You'll go to parties, you'll have your fling ♪

♪ I hope you'll never regret ♪

♪ You'll go to parties to dance and sing ♪

♪ I do the same to forget ♪

♪ And when I look at a couple in love ♪

♪ I watch them with envy and keep thinking of ♪

♪ Happy-go-lucky you ♪

♪ And broken-hearted me ♪

[Man grunting]

[Same song continues]

♪

[Door opens] Bella: Has she come yet?

Not yet.

Oh, well. Not to worry.

♪

I've always fancied the Clarendon.

Seen pictures of it in magazines.

Jean Harlow eats there when she's over here like.

And Charlie Chaplin.

[Same song continues]

♪

What film you got in mind?

Any one in particular?

[Song ends]

[Man snoring]

[Victrola needle skipping]

I heard there's ever such a good one at the Plaza.

[Man continues snoring]

[Needle continues skipping]

[Bella humming softly]

[Woman huffs indignantly]

I better be off.

Yes.

Mmm...

You said you was gonna give me some money.

[Rustling]

And you can see yourself out, can't you?

£5. You said 10.

- That's plenty. - It ain't enough.

Man: It's all you're getting.

Now trot along like a good girl.

I'm not at my most sociable this time of day.

It ain't enough!

You're becoming very tiresome.

I'll lose my job.

[Sighs]

♪

["I'll Never be the Same" playing]

♪

[Snoring]

♪

[Door latch clicks]

Woman: ♪ I'll never be the same ♪

♪ Stars have lost their meaning for me ♪

♪ I'll never be the same ♪

♪ Nothing's what it once used to be ♪

♪ And when the songbirds sing, tell me it's Spring ♪

♪ I can't believe their song ♪

♪ Once love was king, but kings can be wrong ♪

Man: Come on.

♪ I'll never be the same, never be the same again ♪

Man: Sod it!

♪

[Man sighs]

♪

Never mind, dear.

Better luck next time.

Jenny: Feeling sorry now, ain't you?

Man: I'm all right.

Got to go home?

Yes.

Married, are ya?

Bet you tell her a fine story.

Jenny: You know I said I'd seen you before?

Mm-hmm.

I remember exactly where it was.

Oh, yes?

Jenny: I even remember your name.

Andy, ain't it?

How do you know that?

You was in a car accident with me, weren't you?

What of it?

We ran over a man on a bike, didn't we?

Andy: Did we?

And you drove on, didn't you?

So?

Nothing.

A bit funny meeting you again like this, though.

Yes, I suppose it is.

Did the police ever get on to it?

Not that I know of.

Of course they were definitely looking for witnesses.

It was in the paper, weren't it?

One of them unsolved crimes.

What are you getting at?

Jenny: Oh... nothing.

Andy: You're not trying to blackmail me

or anything silly like that, are you?

Jenny: Oh, no.

But... I do you think you might give me that extra quid

to make it up to a fiver, like.

Forget it.

I'll fetch a copper if you're not careful.

Oh, yeah.

Getting a bit flustered, ain't ya?

Hmm?

There. That do you?

Very nicely. Ta.

Ain't you gonna kiss me?

- I'm in a hurry. - Oh, come on.

Come and give me a kiss goodbye.

There's a good boy.

I hope it was worth it.

♪

[Raining]

♪

[Bottle rattles on ground]

♪

I happen to have two tickets

for the new play at the Apollo,

and I was wondering whether you might like to come.

What about that young fellow in the pub?

Bob, you mean?

Man: There's nothing between you?

Bob: By the way, I saw you last night.

- Did you? - With that Eccles fella.

Ella: Bob wasn't interested in me.

- And I'm not interested in him. - Aren't you?

Oh, good heavens, no.

You got your girl to think about.

What girl?

If you ain't got one now, I expect you will one day.

I'll dare say I will.

["Love You, Funny Thing" playing]

Man: ♪ Love you, funny thing ♪

♪ Look at what you did to me ♪

♪ Love you, funny thing ♪

♪ You haven't any sympathy ♪

♪ First you come and bring happiness into my heart ♪

♪ Then, you funny thing ♪

♪ You go and tear it right apart ♪

♪