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(Transcrito por TurboScribe.ai. Atualize para Ilimitado para remover esta mensagem.) Gotta get up, gotta get out Grab the
world by the throat and shout Gotta find
it, get us a shell Making bread out
of nothing but air Ride or hide, they're
hitting the ground Catching the penny, but missing
the pound Doesn't matter, cause we'll soon turn
it around Soon as we get home, we
pray We make it and we take it
home, we pray And nothing's gonna break it
home We'll keep it in the family We'll
be right at home Hiya Grandad, you alright?
Brought something for you I
hate that song Well don't play it then,
just look at it It's my dinner, come
in My mum's doing it now See you
Grandad I'm sorry I'm late Here you go
Grandad Ciao
Grandad, I'm getting my pen Abilene!
You've forgotten your whistle Oh mum, it's daylight
Give me beads Alright
then Grandad You Are
you here to eat your dinner or not?
I'll eat it It's there Which one?
The one with no onions, no meat and
two tonne of cabbage Here Mum, I'll take
Grandad's Tell him not to wipe his nose
on his serviette Are you here to eat
your dinner or not?
I'll eat it It's there Which one?
The one with no gravy Don't move son,
I'll do it I've ordered your wheelchair What
are you doing back there?
I don't have to petrol Are you going
to eat your dinner or not?
I'll eat it now Mia It's there Which
one?
The biggest one of course, the one that
looks like a high rise Is he alright
our Grandad?
Yeah he's fine but he says serviettes are
for puffs So me old son, how are
things?
I see you spent the night at Julie's
again You'll have to talk to him Joey,
he's overdoing it What do you mean I'm
overdoing it?
I mean that whatever you're doing over there
doesn't leave you with enough strength to do
anything over here Now, having a girlfriend is
fine Billy, it's good for the soul It's
not his soul we're worrying about But you
must never put all your energies into one
thing, do you know what I mean?
You must save some for the normal, everyday,
mundane, nitty gritty, hour to hour existence I
don't understand women You're not meant to understand
them son, they were put on this earth
to baffle you How do you know?
You and Jack never bother with girls Because
we've done it all, that's how we know
When we were your age there wasn't a
girl in this city we hadn't clocked We
spent our entire lives in the horizontal position
Until we uncovered an amazing discovery A spectacular
scientific and biological fact, it makes you tired
I don't mind you being normal Billy I
don't mind you tasting the wine of life
It's when you're becoming an alcoholic I start
to worry We need you to pull your
weight son Now prices are going up, things
don't drop from the sky do they?
We need the penny sunshine You take what
you can, when you can, how you can
And that means you've got to go out
there with your wits And you grab the
next fella by his wits And you shake
him until his balls drop off Put your
potato down, I'm talking See now we, we
are lucky because we have got a family
And that's it Billy, that's our strength Because
nobody out there gives a monkey's willy about
us The only people who care about us
are us What about the priest?
He's in a different situation, he's God's messenger
You know when there's a war on, and
no matter whose side you're on If you're
an ambulance they let you through, well he's
like that So what I'm saying now Billy
is Pleasure, yes Work, not if you can
help it But shaking him until his balls
drop off Yes, definitely yes And you don't
let go until you hear them clank on
the ground God, must we have all this
detail?
Why don't you just grab someone off the
street and show us how it's done?
The trouble is I'm no good at buying
and selling things You don't have to be
good at buying and selling things You only
have to be good at selling things But
I'm no good at getting things to sell
Billy, you're a Boswell And you know the
family motto The best things in life are
expensive So less over there, and more over
here OK Hello, what do you mean Grandad?
Are you sure?
I told you, haven't I told you?
I'll come, yes, I'll come round His canary's
gone, it's pinched Away, I've told them about
putting that bear cage in the street We've
all told them They've pinched the pennies off
a dead man's eyes round here What did
I say?
I told you Everybody's getting guard dogs round
here We should have got them a bloody
big buzzard So you see how it is
Billy?
You see how they are out there?
If they can't pinch your money, or your
food, or your furniture Hey, I hope you're
not going to get over-emotional about this
My job is hanging by a thread, hanging
by a thread Now, I don't want any
trouble Joy It's only a canary It's not
only a canary It's our Grandad's canary It's
family I'll kill them, I'll kill them all,
the bastards I've got a braid, I fought
in two world wars Go on then Grandad,
give it to them some I'll terminate the
old bloody lot of them Go to it
there lad Come on love, don't upset yourself
I fought for that lot out there, I
fought for them Of course you did love,
don't you worry, we'll get you another canary
I don't want another canary I want that
canary All right, come inside and I'll make
you a cup of tea.
Lovely woman, your sissy.
God rest her soul.
Cold, suddenly.
Yeah, but it's the best way.
Funny thing, the heart, like a rubber ball.
You never know when it's going to stop
bouncing.
I'll go, love.
I'm Jack Boswell, I believe you've got some
things to sell.
Oh, yeah, come in, will you?
It's the furniture man, me.
After you, sweetheart.
This is the bereaved sister.
How do you do?
I haven't run for her stuff, you see.
Yeah, don't upset yourself, my love.
Let friendly Jack take all the strain.
Do you mind if I have a look
around?
All right, love.
I don't know what she did with her
money, you know.
She left no will.
All she should have done, you know, she
should have left a will.
Saves everybody fighting.
She had her old age pension, a camelead's
pension, a supplement.
And she had no electricity to pay because
screwdriver Liz used to come round, fix the
metre for her.
Lovely woman, Liz.
Robs the rich to heat the poor.
She was a beautiful woman, was sissy.
Called suddenly.
Better to be called suddenly, love, than to
sit there with him waggling his finger at
you, isn't he?
Now then, what have we here?
It's not bad.
It's not bad.
She loved that picture.
Reminded her of her husband.
Hmm.
Well, er...
Let's see.
I'll take the picture, the small table, and
I'll give you the fiver for this.
That's our teapot.
Yeah, I know, love.
It's a joke.
You know, take your mind off things.
What about the bookcase?
No, love, I'm sorry.
It's rubbish, you see.
I have to sell these things again.
So I'll tell you what.
How about 15 for the picture, 10 for
the little table, and a fiver for that?
That's 30 quid in the hand.
I'll tell you what.
I feel a favour coming on.
I'll relieve you of the bookcase.
Another tenner.
That's 40 quid.
And not a word to the Social Security.
You, er, couldn't...
give us...
the bookcase?
15, 20, 25, 30, 40...
42 quid.
Never fails.
God bless you, darling.
Next!
Oh, you're there.
I want to make a claim.
Yeah, what for?
My grandad had his canary stolen this morning
from outside his house.
We can't take responsibility for canaries.
Canaries are not regarded as an essential part
of life.
And...
We're here to provide the basic needs...
And...
his suit was hanging on the cage.
Why?
He was airing it.
Why was he airing it on the bedcage?
Because there's only one nail in the wall.
Why couldn't he air it in the house?
Because that's where it got damp in the
first place.
Yeah, well, he'll have to come in and
make his own claim.
Next!
He can't.
Why?
He hasn't got a suit to wear.
So, what does he do when his suit's
at the cleaner's?
He stays in bed.
Yeah, well...
He's already claiming for his incontinence.
Oh, yes.
Very, very unfortunate.
Mm.
Well, that money is supposed to cover the
cost of his laundering expenses.
If he's only got one suit, there can't
be much laundering expenses, can there?
No, you see, you don't understand.
I've already told you, because he's only got
one suit, he stays in bed a lot.
It's the bed we have to launder.
Fill this in.
Thank you.
Oh, er, by the way...
You haven't seen anybody wearing one of these,
have you?
Well, it's gold.
Oh, is it?
Oh, well, won't be anybody that comes in
here, then, will he?
It's only a four, Mr Boswell.
Not the Magna Carta.
Oh, hey, I've got to go, Julie.
I've got to get an early night.
Oh, you don't have to.
You don't have to go to have an
early night.
We can have an early night here.
I mean, an early night.
A night that's...early. Well, if you're talking about
sex, we won't have sex.
I don't have to have sex.
Only have it cos I think you want
to.
See, if I cared about sex...
I've got to start pulling me weight.
Oh, Julie said...
I can get sex anywhere.
Look, I'm the only one in the family
who's living on social security alone.
All the others earn money as well.
In fact, I looked in the mirror this
morning and I thought...
Who's that lovely person in the mirror?
With the face and the hair and the
body.
I wish I was as lovely as that,
I thought.
And then I looked again and I thought...
Oh, it's me.
Aren't I lucky?
When a girl is in love with someone,
Billy...
she doesn't look at other fellas.
She brings down a barrier between her and
the rest of the randy army.
And they know it's there, so they don't
bother.
I don't know why you're telling me all
this.
All I said was I wanted an early
night.
But I'm going to lift that barrier, Billy.
I'm going to send out little come-and
-get-me vibes.
And when all the fairy princes are on
their knees...
pleading for me hand and kissing me flip
-flops...
I'll wave them all aside and I'll point
to one.
The one with the handsomest face and the
whitest horse...
and the gold American Express card.
I'm going to buy you a ring.
What kind of a ring?
A round one.
A friendship ring.
A be-mine-forever ring.
A will-you-marry-me ring.
Or a put-the-bell-back-on-your
-barrier-I-haven't-finished-with-you ring.
Just a ring.
Oh, an engagement ring.
No.
Just a ring.
Well, it's got to have a meaning, hasn't
it?
I can't go round telling all my friends,
Billy's bought me a ring, but we haven't
decided what it's for yet.
Can I?
Please yourself.
Where are you getting the money from?
Grandad gave me a music box.
I sold it for 30 quid.
Why did he give you a music box?
He didn't like the tune.
It frightens me when I think of your
grandad, you know.
What?
Well, I could end up like that one
day.
I mean, when you and me have been
married for hundreds of years and our kids
have got kids and you're dead...
..and I'm left with my arthritis and my
supplementary benefits, they'll put me outside the house
in a wicker chair with my cellular blanket
and pointing south and they'll put a big
hat on me to keep the pigeons off.
You must get away from this street, Billy.
This city.
Well, I don't see the point.
I mean, if I'm dead, you'll be left
all alone and in a strange street.
Oh, hey, we will do one day, Julie,
when my ship comes in.
Ships don't come here any more, Billy.
Grandad?
Grandad?
Grandad?
Hey, I bought you a ring.
It's great, innit?
Ah!
Just in time for prayers, our Billy.
Sit down.
Anyone got anything special to be thankful for?
I might get a rise, actually.
Actually?
Why does he have to say actually?
Big, big puff.
He's got brains.
People have got brains, say, actually.
We've all got brains.
He uses his.
What do you think I use when I
go out every day trying to get work?
And don't say it's me body.
The moment I was born, I was warned
about me body in this family.
I'm so aware of the perils of my
body that if somebody at the studio asked
me to take me coat off, I'd blow
me whistle.
We're only trying to look after you.
What did you get?
Twenty quid.
And the promise of a glossy magazine.
I had a hard time.
I had to pit me wits against these
two sharp customers.
I outwitted them, though.
Oh, I put in a claim at the
social security for Grandad's suit.
The one that was hanging on the birdcage
when it was stolen.
But there wasn't a suit hanging on the
birdcage when it was stolen.
I know, but there might be one day.
May as well claim what we're claiming for
the cage, eh?
Saves a lot of paperwork.
Must get on to the insurance about that
suit.
You'll all end up in court one day.
Well, at least Grandad'll have a suit to
wear.
I really have lost one of my false
nails.
Oh, God, search the salad.
It's, er, came my way.
I haven't actually got me rise yet.
I need new glitter tights and my nail
shortener.
That's not fair.
I need all sorts...
Tools of the trade, Jack.
Tools of the trade.
Now we'll pray.
I've got something.
Grandad gave me a music box.
A music box?
I gave him that.
He didn't like the tune.
I sold it for thirty quid.
Thirty quid?
You'll have to have another look in that
antique yearbook, won't you, sunshine?
Well done, son.
I bought a ring with the rest.
For Julie.
A ring?
Oh, isn't he dead romantic?
What sort of a ring?
Why do people keep asking me what kind
of a ring it is?
It's not an engagement ring, is it?
It's just a ring.
And why not?
We've all bought rings for people, haven't we?
Yeah, and we've all had them thrown back
at us.
That's what got the mark.
Dear God, it's an opal.
It's OK, Mum, it's OK.
What's that?
It's an opal, Softhead.
I know it is.
Never bring an opal into this house, Billy,
never.
No wonder I've been having all these disasters
this morning with my shoulder blades.
What disasters?
The photographer said they didn't match.
And I'm a model, aren't I?
Everything has to be a pair.
Well, how can it be the opal?
I only got it today.
My shoulder blades were all right yesterday, weren't
they?
It's OK, it's in the yard.
What about the dog?
He's next door with Grandad.
Now, the thing is, Billy, that the opal
is bad news, OK?
Why?
Why, he says.
If we knew the answer to that, we'd
all be able to buy opals, eliminate our
rivals and take over the world, wouldn't we?
The simple fact is that for some, and
especially us, the opal is bad, really bad,
Billy, OK?
I don't believe all that hysterical rubbish.
Neither do I.
It's in the yard.
You can have it if you want to.
It don't suit rings, do it?
No, it doesn't.
Well, can't we sell it?
I'm not taking it to the gold depot.
My van's already looking for an excuse to
disintegrate.
Ask the priest to buy it.
Well, he's always saying he fears no evil.
He does fear dry rot in his church,
though, Billy.
I've got a better idea.
Here, Billy, buy another ring.
Oh, he was only 20.
Very good.
Oh, yeah, honesty's very good.
Yes, you're learning, son.
Honesty at home.
Save all the school duggery for the bastards
out there, eh?
Hello, Grandad, yes, he's coming now.
You what?
Well, sorry.
For you, Joey.
Hello, yeah.
Oh, yeah, that's right, yeah.
Oh, I found it in the park, yeah.
Yeah, it is gold, that's right, yeah.
A cross, that's it.
Well, listen, I've got to pop out later
on, so I'll drop it in to you
if you like.
No, it's no sweat.
57 Fithian Street.
Well, I'll see you later on then, OK?
Yeah.
Ciao.
Let us pray, shall we?
We thank thee, O God, for what we
are about to receive and for bringing our
Billy safely home from the jewellers.
I got it from the pawn shop.
And we ask thee, dear Lord, to look
down on us with thy favour and deliver
us from the opal.
Amen.
DOOR CREAKS Benny?
Good evening.
Yours, I believe.
Thanks.
Oh, er...
I didn't find it in the park.
I found it outside me grandad's house.
Very silly of me to mislead you that
way.
Do you care for a drink?
Fetch it.
Fetch what?
Fetch it, I said.
What do you think I am?
A bloody dog?
Animal lover, then, are we?
Yeah.
You see, we saw this fella, so we
chased him.
You know, we thought he was up to
no good.
Oh, it said on my notice, reward.
It's OK.
I don't want nothing.
No, I'm an honourable man.
When I say reward, I mean reward.
I thought you said that was fucking.
You know how it is.
Those who have money, we do what we
can.
Yeah, thanks.
What's with the newspaper?
Our bird's used to sand.
Sand costs money, you know.
Take the bird back to grandad.
Yeah.
Afternoon, Mr Boswell.
It's his last day, I'm afraid.
Thank you.
Thank you, Mr Boswell.
Thank you.
I'll see to it, Mr Boswell.
Thank you.
You're all right, son.
We interrupt this music to bring you a
newsflash.
There's been a gas explosion on Fidian Street.
The area is cordoned off.
So those of you travelling in the city
centre, please look out for the diversion.
There are no casualties.
The explosion happened only a few minutes ago.
Apparently, it was totally unexpected, as there'd been
no reports of a gas smell.
The residents of No.
57 Fidian Street found themselves suddenly sitting in
the open air as their bay window simply
exploded.
It simply disappeared.
We are told with...
Oh, deary, deary me.
Gotta get up, gotta get out.
Grab the world by the throat and shout.
Buy it.
Steal it.
The game's getting out.
Cos someone's stealing you a losing card.
Ride it high and hit it in the
ground.
Catch the penny but miss the pound.
Doesn't matter cos we'll soon turn it around.
Soon as we get home.
We'll make it and we'll take it home.
And nothing's gonna break it home.
We'll keep it in the family.
We'll be right at home.
That's why we're trying home.
We'll keep it in the family.
We'll be right at home.
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