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From the long hot nights with an ocean breeze, to the damp and to the rain of

London City.

We come from the sun to live in the cold, I miss Nirvana, what my coconut

Let's keep the music sweet, wind up your waist and feel the energy of the sea.

The end.

Is that it?

Surely are you awake?

No.

Why not?

Because I'm asleep, Desmond.

I'm not.

I know.

I can't sleep.

It's typical of you, isn't it?

Just because you can't sleep, I am not allowed to.

Men.

Why can't you sleep, darling?

I don't know.

I've been like this for a few weeks now.

Well, all I can say, Desmond, is get used to it.

You know what is there?

The older you get, the less sleep you need.

Good night.

So you think I'm getting old?

Well, you're older than me and I'm no spring chicken.

I could still put the spring in your step.

Not tonight, Ed Desmond.

I'm tired.

So you think I'm getting old?

Sorry.

I didn't mean to say that.

It might be stress.

I mean, you have been working very hard recently.

Yeah. I've been busy all afternoon one day last week.

Perhaps you should go and see Dr. Patricia.

Hmm.

Perhaps you should.

Good night, love.

Good night, love.

Hmm.

So you really think I'm getting old, do you?

Yes, dear.

What seems to be the problem, Desmond?

He surely says I'm getting old.

Yes. Yes!

Well, I haven't been sleeping too well at night lately.

Any particular reason for this?

Never knew the reason I wouldn't be here.

You just slipped your temper off.

Oh, I'm not sure Michael would approve of you undressing me. Off?

Are your movements regular?

Oh, yes, they are.

Are yours?

Yes, ma 'am.

Look, ma 'am, just give me some sleeping pills. I'll get some sleep, I'll be out

here and everybody will be happy.

I'm not one of these prescription doctors, Desmond.

When was the last time you did some exercise?

Exercise? What's that got to do with sleeping?

A lot.

I just check your blood pressure.

I'm not suggesting anything too strenuous, because you're not that

What I mean is you need to stimulate the body. Get the blood circulating so the

body feels naturally tired at the end of the day.

Some light jogging to start with, or a brisk walk after the evening meal. That

should sort you out. Yes.

Don't hardly grieve.

What's happening, Desmond?

Oh.

Desmond, this is Doreen. Ah, Linda.

Ah.

Julie. So what's the matter, Desmond? The old pacemaker give you a hard time?

Looks like as I should be asking you the same question.

Me? I never felt better. You see these trainers?

It's them that put the string in my step.

I thought it was Doreen, Linda, Julie.

It is. It is her that bought them for me.

Is that the bus?

You want to catch the 36?

Yes.

Ladies and gentlemen, colleagues, what can I say?

This promotion has come as a complete surprise.

It's true that over the years... Come in.

Mandy, where have you been? Excuse me, you are not the only one I have to tend

to in this boys' brigade. I do have other work to do.

Has Philip been giving you grief again?

No, not really, sir.

Well, only now and then.

Just now, actually.

Mandy.

Yes, sir?

What does my dear, beloved boss have to say about me?

Nothing. What?

Nothing about my chances of promotion at the review board tomorrow morning? No.

Wait a minute. I'm your assistant.

If you want to know what the manager thinks about you, why don't you speak to

his assistant? Yes, but you're the eyes and ears of the office, Mandy.

Are you saying I'm a gossip and a snoop, sir?

Well, you can keep your ear to the ground. Let me know what the odds are. I

mean, I'd do anything.

Anything, sir?

I'd do something.

Sounds interesting, sir.

Everything in my power to assist you in your burgeoning career.

Oh, that's very burgeoning, obviously.

How about dinner tonight, 8 .30 at Liquor Priest? Liquor Priest? You need a

second mortgage to eat there. Well, if you get the promotion, you might be able

to afford one.

Yeah.

8 .30 it is, then.

I got a letter from my brother back home.

Yes, and?

Well, he's all right.

You remember Cowfoot Jacobs?

Yes, they call him Cowfoot because he had skinny legs.

How strange.

Well, he's dead.

Remember Iron Lounge, the picture man?

Yeah. He could hold his breath underwater for three minutes.

He tried four and he drowned.

Don't tell me. He's dead?

How you know?

I am not surprised. He must have been all of 90.

99.

What a shame he misses telegram from the Queen.

Remember the Reverend Patterson? He's dead?

No, he sends his regards.

I wonder what the doctor will have to say about Desmond.

He's very much alive.

Well, he's not getting any younger.

No, but he's still younger than you.

Dad's gone to the doctor's because he can't sleep, not to hand in his

boring him tonight, kiddo.

All right!

Is that what I mean by second childhood?

Desmond, what happened?

Well, I went to see Patricia and she prescribed the exercise. So here it is.

exercise range.

It's the latest thing.

I think it's too late for you.

Not at all, Shirley.

It is essential for the efficiency of the machine that we call a body that we

exercise it very frequently.

Particularly, for those of us who are not so young.

I myself am a bit of a gymnast.

Please allow me to demonstrate.

Look, they got these things you can pump up. They're supposed to cushion the

feet. My feet feel so comfortable.

I feel light -footed.

He means light -headed.

You pay all that money for something that make your feet smell?

No, please, just go and stand over there because I can't stand the glare from

that tracksuit anymore.

What's the matter with you, Shirley? What's a hundred pounds here and a

pounds there compared to good health?

You mean you...

for that tracksuit? Well, it's only money. You can't take it with you.

Well, if you carry on this way, we wouldn't even have enough money to get

That was us trusting you.

Hello,

ladies. Welcome to Desmond's Salon, where you can get a kicking haircut from

wicked stylist.

Yes!

You been here before?

I know, because if you had, I would have remembered you.

sugarplum. Sugarplum?

Don't you sugarplum me, you jumped -up excuse for a macho man.

Don't speak to me like that, Shirley.

Desmond, have you looked at yourself?

Well, of course I have.

You look like an acid house raver on acid.

On acid what?

Why act like a teenager when you can't even chat this styley? I wasn't acting

like a teenager.

Yes, you were. Every time a young woman walked into the shop, you practically

tripped over your own smile.

That was just being friendly.

You know they're saying if looks could kill, well, if looks could undress, some

of the women that came into that shop were practically naked by the time they

left.

This is all your fault.

My fault?

Yes. If you hadn't said I was getting old and needed to go to the doctor, I

wouldn't have gone.

Patricia wouldn't have said I needed exercise, I wouldn't have met Bert, got

myself a track suit and trainers, spent the money, felt young again, felt...

got embarrassed, and you embarrassed me, and, and, and... Boy,

if he carries on like this, he'll have to go back to the doctors again. Right!

You have a dull, old, boring, insomniac husband.

I married one, didn't I?

You have a dull, old, boring, insomniac there.

I don't think you're dull, Dad. That tracksuit is well bright.

No, I did, because yours was dull and boring.

I'm going out.

I hope he's not going out dressed like that.

He isn't going out dressed like that, is he? The mood he's in, I wouldn't put

anything past him. What's the matter with him? He's undergoing a midlife

You'd better sort it out soon. He hasn't got much time left.

Michael, I know that I'm going out mood.

It means he's gone to the pub and he can roll home drunk.

So what's new?

Michael, go and keep an eye on your father.

Oh, Mother!

Look, I've got to go home and change. I've got an important dinner engagement

tonight. Well, I never said on.

I mean, just for an hour or so. Hmm? For me?

All right.

For you.

Wow,

Sean, where are you going? Oh, Michael.

Sean?

Well, do I look cool?

Oh, hey.

And an oyster, please.

You see, the thing that most women don't realize is that men need to flirt.

Yeah, ma.

You flirt, don't you, Popeye?

Yeah, ma.

About five years ago.

How about you, Michael?

Oh, no, no, you got that doctor girl, Patricia.

Look, Father, what you need to do is to float out, go home and flirt with

Mother. No, no, no. Men should never flirt with their own wives.

They should always flirt with someone else's.

You see, the thing is that although this body might look my age, deep down

inside I feel just like when I was 21.

21? Yes.

Why is it that when you reach a certain age, people always think you're past it?

Past what?

any hits.

I don't know what they feel like anymore.

You know, sometimes I look at you.

I think, why are you so ugly?

They say, like father, like son.

Patricia says you look like your mother.

I agree with her.

Your mother's the sexiest woman you'll ever meet.

Yeah, man.

Wendy, yeah, man.

I think Shirley...

Well... So you fancy my wife?

I didn't say fancy her.

I just said... Forget what I just said. Oh, can I forget it?

Popeye, if I ever catch you looking at my wife... Gentlemen, please.

I think it's time to go home.

Yamar!

Father, you have a sexy woman waiting for you at home.

And Popeye... I'll give you a lift.

This make me brazen and I make me brazen and this make me brazen more.

Is

this

your car, sir?

Of course this is Scott.

It's definitely his car. He bought it.

Well, see.

So you bought it, did you, sir?

Are you trying to imply that I stole it? You said it, sir, not me. I was just

agreeing with the elderly gentleman.

Who are you calling elderly?

Would you mind stepping out of the car, sir?

Been to the pub, have we, sir?

Yes, but I haven't been drinking.

Then you won't mind blowing into this, then, will you, sir? If my son says he

hasn't been drinking, he hasn't been drinking.

What's wrong, officer? He only has to blow if he's had a drink. Only if you've

had a drink, then you have to blow.

I've had a drink. Let me blow in it, not you.

Let it go.

We'll deal with it. Look, I know how to deal with it.

No, no, no, no, no, no. Just look at him. No longer I know how destructive he

can be.

Get out of the way, mate.

Figures. Don't worry, Desmond. I saw everything.

Oh,

Michael Ambrose. You pathetic assistant bank manager.

Yes.

I'll have a bottle of champagne and a dozen... Oysters to start with Please

How do you want to look at you, let alone talk to you?

I'm not going in this thing.

It's too small.

You fill it up just by looking at it.

Do you know how much tonight has cost me?

Why is money the only thing to make you angry?

I was talking about personal cost, not financial.

But it may well be financial if I end up with a criminal record.

How would I look at the bank?

Well, don't tell them about it.

Anyway, we were put in here for drunken beer. You were put in here for drunken

behavior. What were you put in here for? Trying to stop your drunken behavior.

But if the breast test was negative... That's because I didn't have a drink.

If I wish I had, then I had some reason for being here rather than cooling off

for the night.

I mean, what am I meant to say to Mandy for letting her down like that?

Ever since I can remember, you've been an embarrassment, Father.

I don't know what it is. It seems to me I bring out the devil in you.

But I don't need to. You are the devil.

I don't know, Father. I mean, maybe we're getting too old to be constantly

each other's throats.

Maybe when this is over, we should call it truth.

Yes.

I mean, never put off till tomorrow what you can do today.

Let's be adults about this.

I'm sorry I called you the devil.

Let's just do this time together. What do you say, Father?

Well, they're keeping them in overnight.

Thank you, Gloria.

So, Popeye, where were you when all this happened?

I was finishing my drink.

Inside the pub?

Yeah.

So how come you saw everything if you were inside the pub?

Well, when I came out, I saw everything.

I saw them getting into the van.

What's so funny?

arrested. I'd have loved to have been there just to see his face.

Stop it, you two. Can you imagine a bank manager with a criminal record?

Yeah. Excuse me, can I have a loan?

Don't worry, mate. I'll help you steal one.

Mandy.

What? Have they gone?

And who might that be, sir? Some people are permanently gone. Some people are so

gone.

You mean the review board? I mean you.

I know. What did they say when I didn't show?

Never mind what they said, sir. It's what I'm going to say.

Sit down, Michael!

In case you've escaped that big head of yours, and heaven knows it's humongous,

we had a dinner appointment last night.

Mandy, look, I will explain, but I want to know what happened at the review

board. Is that all you're interested in?

Well, nothing happened at the review board because you weren't there.

And to think I was nice... enough to save your bacon, you pig!

You did?

Yes, I said there'd been a sudden death in the family. Oh, there will be when I

get my hands on my father.

There will be when you see this.

What's this? That's the bill from the Caprice.

Ah!

Mum?

Cheers.

Desmond!

Pups, why? and you mean I let you out?

Don't worry, Dad. Your record's safe with me.

Desmond.

Shirley.

You think you're going to get round me like that?

Yes.

All right.

Just this once.

I'm sorry, Shirley. Let the family down.

Well, if you didn't get the notion in your head to try and recapture your

None of this would have happened.

I know.

Sean, you can have that jogging outfit as an early Christmas present.

I don't need exercise to sleep. All I need is a prison cell.

That's great, Pop. I mean, let's face it, it looks crisp on me and, well, sad

you.

Sad? Does that mean I can have 100 quid trainers?

Yes. Easy.

You were right, Shirley.

Them things is for kids, not for an old wreck like me.