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First floor, perfumery, stationery and
leather goods, wigs and haberdashery,

kitchenware and food.

First floor,

telephones, gents, ready -made food,
shirts, socks, high hats, underwear and

shoes. Thank you so much, madam. Good
afternoon.

How are the sales going, Mrs. Slocum?

Well, in lingerie.

Pants are up and bras are down.

Better than the other way round, eh,
Mrs. Slocum?

Now, now, Captain Peacock, you mustn't
say things like that in front of my

little assistant.

Don't worry about me. I don't wear them.

Bras, I mean.

I'm sure it's against staff regulations.

Still, I'm always prepared to look the
other way.

Yeah, you could have fooled me.

Oh, I've no time for that man.

He's got such cold eyes. And such hot
hands.

Well, I wouldn't know about that. If he
tried anything like that with me, I'd

slap his chops.

Mr Lucas has got a customer who I am
glad.

Yeah, but he doesn't sell him anything,
though.

Oh, it is a shame.

He's so obliging, and he's such a
gentleman.

You know, yesterday, when we were
trapped in the lift, alone, together,

didn't try anything.

Didn't they?

No. He just pressed the alarm bell and
shouted for help.

Well, I think that fits very snugly,
don't you, Mr. Humphrey? Oh, very

Mr. Granger.

Aren't the sleeves a bit long?

Oh, no, I think those will ride up with
wear, sir. Don't you agree, Mr.

Humphrey? Oh, they'll definitely ride
up, Mr. Granger.

Now, if you would just raise your arms
up and down so that we see the

snug underneath the arms.

I think that's snug, don't you?

Oh, there's plenty of ride there, Mr
Granger.

Enough to conduct a symphony orchestra.

Not in a sports coat, Mr Humphrey.

It seems to be shorter at the front than
at the back.

Ah, that's because you're standing
upright, sir.

One does tend to do that when one is
trying on new garments.

Really? Oh, yes, sir, yes. You see, if I
stand upright like this, well, I'm up

at the front, aren't I, Mr Granger?

You certainly are, Mr. Hamilton.

Why don't you try to stoop a little,
sir?

Like this?

Yes, perhaps a little more.

There you are, you see.

Perfect.

Now, may I suggest a pair of trousers,
sir, to complete the ensemble?

Oh, definitely a pair of trousers, Mr.
Gray. What colour had you in mind, sir?

Oh, well, uh...

Brown? Oh, isn't that extraordinary? Do
you know, it was on the tip of my tongue

to say brown. A very wise choice, sir.
You can hardly go wrong with brown.

You can wear any kind of shoes, except
black.

Do you know your inside leg, sir?

Well, it was 31, I think. Would you like
me to check it, Mr. Granger?

No, thank you, mister.

I can manage.

You don't want it to slip again, do you?

What? Your truss.

I can manage, Mr. Mayor.

Tape measure, Mr Humphries. Tape, Mr
Lucas. Tape, Mr Humphries. Tape, Mr

Granger. Thank you, Mr Humphries.

Failed.

What does it say?

Made in England, Mr Granger.

31 and a half, Mr Granger.

Thank you, Mr Humphries.

I don't think that was very funny, Mr.
Lucas.

Nearly gave me a heart attack.

Mr. Lucas, get me a pair of brown 40s,
31 and a half. Well, no, I can't. I've

got a 34 in the fitting room. I'll get
them for you, Mr. Granger.

You know, with your sales record, I
wouldn't chance my arm at the practical

jokes. Well, I've got to relieve the
monotony somehow. You know, that fellow,

customer's tried on so many jackets,
he's apparently worn his shirt out.

I wish he'd hurry up and make his mind
up.

Well, I want to get over there and chat
up Shirley. Who's Shirley?

Miss Blunt.

We're on first -name terms now, are we?
Yes, about as far as we have got.

I wouldn't have thought she was your
type. Well, she's not. Mine's got

Don't let Peacock see you fraternising
over there, otherwise you'll get the

rough edge of his tongue.

And I can tell you, it isn't very
pleasant.

I know what. I'll send her a note.

Here, lend me your pencil.

Bit short on lead, aren't you?

What did you say?

Dear sexy knickers. That's subtle.

Well, if you don't ask, you don't get,
do you?

I don't half fancy you.

Well, I'm glad to see romance isn't
dead.

Meet me outside at 5 .30 and we'll get
it together.

What's outside at 5 .30? You'll be
running.

Oh, you've decided on that one, have
you, sir? Well, I like the pattern, but

jacket's much too tight under the arms.

Well, it's the biggest one we've got,
sir. They do vary, sir. Perhaps if sir

would like to try on the trousers, I'll
have a look.

Oh, thank you.

What are you talking about? That's the
only one we've got. I know that. Now,

this is a little wrinkle worth knowing.
Come over here. I don't want Peacock to

see.

Now, you've heard of putting the boot
in. This is what's known in the trade as

putting the knee in.

You see, you put it over like that.

Very crafty. And you pull until you
break all the stitches.

If you listen, you can hear them go.

There's a trick in every trade.

Well, the trick in this, Mr Lucas, is to
make sure that the customer gets it

home before the sleeves drop off.

Mr Humphrey. Coming, Mr Granger.

another one.

Sir, would you mind, sir? We're in front
of the whole. You can be seen by the

whole ladies' department.

Oh, look.

A man in a shirt tail. Where?

You've just missed it.

That Mr. Lucas, you know, he does it
deliberately.

Oh, I'm sure he doesn't. It's not his
fault. He's having to share the floor

the men's department.

Oh, he's there again. Look, in the
fitting room.

His tiny shoe.

Oh, it's not good enough, really, is it?
Oh, well, it wouldn't make the centre

pages of Cosmopolitan.

Now, that's something I just can't
understand.

Why anybody wants to buy a women's
magazine with a picture of a nude man in

too? I think it's awful.

I thought Burt Reynolds looked quite
sexy.

Well, he couldn't see anything. His arm
was in the way.

Oh, that's much better. Oh, all the
difference in the world, sir.

Please, sir, please, long enough. No, I
wouldn't do that if I were you, sir. No,

they'll come down, sir, with wear. Will
they? Oh, yes, sir, definitely. In fact,

the more you wear it, the quicker
they'll come down.

Are you sure this is the same pattern as
the last one? It looks a bit stronger

to me. Oh, I assure you it's the same,
sir.

Absolutely identical.

You're often wrong about this sort of
thing, you know.

Well, you are this time.

Nevertheless, I'd rather like to see the
other one just to satisfy myself.

Would you?

Just a minute.

Mr Humphreys!

The customer would like to see the other
jacket, the smaller one, the one that

he couldn't get on.

What a pity.

Just sold it. Oh, too bad.

What's the trouble, you see, sir?

They're going like hotcakes today.

Well, there's something wrong here.

Where? Look, when I go like this, one
sleeve is shorter than the other.

Well... Let's face it, people don't very
often stand like that, do they, sir?

Unless, of course, you're a midget
pianist.

Perhaps you're right, but what about the
trousers?

They're too tight.

Do you use a shooting stick much, sir?

Yes, sir. Under the... Yes, definitely.

Fortunately, they vary in size, too,
sir, the trousers, I mean.

Would you mind obliging by taking them
off?

Are you free, Mr. Granger? Yes, I'm
free, Captain Peacock.

I'm just going to have a word with
Captain Peacock. Take over for me, will

Mr. Granger? Yes, Mr. Granger.

Ernest, I've just had a complaint from
Mrs. Slocum about young Mr. Lucas.

Go on.

Apparently, he allowed one of his
customers to appear in full view of her

department in a state of undress.

Are you sure, Stephen?

Oh, yes. She saw the whole thing quite
clearly.

Oh, well, then it's more serious than I
thought.

It's a great pity, you know, I think,
that we have to share this floor with

ladies' department.

I thought it was working out rather
well.

Well, I personally have a complaint to
make also.

From a certain position in this
department, one can see right through

ladies' fitting rooms.

Really?

Whereabouts from?

The corner of that counter.

Thank you, Ernest. I shall look into
that and...

If I see anything, I shall most
certainly make a complaint.

At the next monthly meeting.

Aren't these trousers a bit long? It is
the fashion nowadays for trousers to be

worn much longer.

Isn't that right, Mr. Lucas? Oh, yes,
definitely, Mr. Humphreys. Jacket's very

snug and tight, so are the trousers very
long. It also helps to keep the shoes

polished at the same time, you see.

Thank you, Mr. Lucas.

That is, of course, if they don't ride
up with wear. Thank you, Mr. Lucas.

Well, sir, if you'd like to slip them
off, I'll wrap them up with the jacket.

Look, are you quite sure these are all
right? Sir, now, would I allow you to

leave this store if they were not?

Sail, Mr. Granger. Sail, Mr. Granger.
I'll make her to build.

How did the new jacket fit? Oh, very
snugly, Mr. Humphrey.

I am just about to find the other pair
of trousers.

We don't need trousers, Mr. Lucas.

Don't we? No.

Well, you might have told me before.

Have you gone mad, Mr. Lucas?

Well, it was like this, you see.

Mr Peacock, my customer's crutch was too
tight and I was trying to stretch it. I

was trying to stretch them, sir.

You seem to have succeeded beyond your
wildest dreams.

This is a very serious matter, Mr Lucas.

Mr Humphreys, are you free?

Yes, at the moment.

Ask Mr Granger if he's free to step this
way.

Excuse me.

Are you free, Mr. Granger?

Yes, I'm free, Mr. Humphrey. Captain
Peacock would like a word with you. Yes,

will.

Do you encourage your assistants to try
to stretch trousers when they don't fit?

Most certainly not, do we, Mr. Humphrey?
Certainly not, Mr. Granger. We give

them the same pair back and say we've
found a larger size.

Certainly.

Well, I'm afraid I can't deal with this,
Mr. Lucas.

Mr. Granger will carry on with your
customer while I place these before Mr.

Rumbold.

And Mr. Lucas, hold yourself in
readiness.

What was your customer's waist
measurement?

A tight 34.

An inside leg? A ticklish 28.

You should have tried the reduced rail.

It's not your day, is it?

No, it's not going to be my night either
unless I can get this note to Shirley.

If Peacock sees you over there, you
might as well ask for your cards and

with dignity.

Well, how am I going to get this note to
her? Well, try and attract her

attention. Get her over here.

She's seeing me. She's seeing me. Back
on her over.

That's done it.

Take over for me, will you, Miss Browns?
Mr. Lucas wants to see me in the men's

department.

I think it's about that complaint.

Well, you've probably got him into
trouble.

Talk your way out of this.

Are you free, Mr Lucas?

Yes, I'm afraid I am, Mrs Slocum.

I do hope that my complaint hasn't
caused you any inconvenience.

Your what?

My complaint.

Blimey, you haven't got measles as well,
have you?

I mean, I wouldn't want to get you into
trouble.

And vice versa.

You were so marvellous to me in the lift
yesterday.

I mean, it isn't that I mind seeing a
man without his trousers on.

Do you require anything in my
department, Mrs Slocum? Sounds as though

already had it.

I was merely thanking young Mr Lucas for
being so good in the lift yesterday

when we were stuck between floors.

Yes, I... And I hope that I haven't got
him into trouble over our little affair

this morning.

Correct me if I'm wrong, Mr. Lucas, but
do I understand that you got Mrs. Slocum

into trouble in the lift yesterday?

You had an affair with her this morning
in her department.

I'm sorry to disappoint you, but yes,
you're wrong.

Oh, what a pity.

I thought things were going to liven up
a bit.

You mean to say that you yourself
actually tore these trousers because we

got a larger size?

What was this, a temper?

No, no, no, sir. You see, it was like
this, you see, sir.

Mr Humphreys need the jacket.

You mean Mr Humphreys needed the jacket?
Let's get our tenses right. No, no, you

don't understand, sir. You see, I need
the jacket. You need it now.

No, I need it then.

You mean you needed it then?

If I might clarify the situation...
Thank you, Captain Peacock. It does seem

have got rather out of hand. Yes, it's a
matter of spelling, sir.

Spelling? Yes, sir. You spelled need
with an N.

Mr Humphreys was using a K.

Oh, you mean like kneading dough.

Is that it, Mr Lucas?

That's it, yes. I kneaded the dough, but
he didn't want the jacket because it

was too tight.

So you kneaded it to make it more
supple, which was why you kneaded the

You made a call, Captain Peacock. That
is what I said in the first place.

Nearly right, sir, yes. But what they're
trying to explain, sir, is that, and

coming from hardware, you would not be
aware of this, but there is a method

used, and I disapprove of it myself,
sir, there is a method used to enlarge

armholes of jackets, and the method used
is to knee the jacket with a K.

I am aware of how you spell jacket,
Captain Peacock.

Perhaps if you were to slip off your
jacket, sir, I could show you.

Perhaps, sir, at this juncture, I might
say that I disapprove of this practice

most strongly.

Now, sir, the trick, as I understand
it... Thank you, Mr. Lucas.

The trick, as I understand it, is to
pull until some of the stitches go.

Until some of the stitches go?

It doesn't harm the jacket, sir. It just
loosens it up.

Perhaps it would be better if you
loosened up your own jacket, Captain

Very well, sir.

Now then, sir, if you will listen
carefully.

I take the jacket so, and I pull so.

I can't hear any stitches going.

Perhaps it's already been done.

What makes you say that? Well, I sold it
to you.

It's obviously a...

highly undesirable practice.

And I have to decide what the penalty
shall be.

Is he going to put the black cap on?

Yes. Well, I think we'll deduct the cost
of these trousers from this week's

commission, Mr. Dukes.

Judging by a sales record from next
week's commission.

And the week after that, too.

That will be all.

Thank you, Mr. Rumble. Thank you, Mr.
Rumble. Thank you, Mr. Rumble.

Thank you. Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you again, Mr. Rumble.

I'm surprised you didn't discharge him,
sir.

May I? Of course.

Thank you.

The thought of dismissing him did occur
to me, Captain Peacock.

Thank you.

But, sir, with Hale being down, I could
hardly justify replacing him. Could you

not?

And with fewer people in the department,
your own position might be called into

question.

Might it? Yes. You might find yourself
back in toys and games with all those

children.

I think there's a lot of good in the
lad.

I hope for your sake that he justifies
your faith.

And do bring it back if you're not
entirely satisfied, madam. Thank you.

as I was saying, I don't get out much
nowadays since Mr.

Slocum's no longer living at home. I
mean, it's very difficult for a woman on

her own. I mean, you can't just go down
to the pub for a quick drink with all

those men ogling at you, can you?

Well, not more than twice a week,
anyway.

But what happened to that man you met on
the bus? You know, the one that you

gave your phone number to? Didn't he
ring you?

I think he did.

What do you mean you think he did?

Well, it sounded like his heavy
breathing, but I couldn't be certain.

Oh, look, they're back.

I wonder what Mr Lucas has done now.

He put his knee in a customer's
trousers.

Oh, was the customer still in them?

No, he did it to stretch them. We used
to do it with bras before we had so many

cup sizes.

What, over your knee?

No. As a matter of fact, we used the
doorknob in the ladies.

Now what are you doing?

I'm sending this note to Miss Brown's.

Airmail.

Missed by a mile. You'd better go and
get it before Peacock sees it.

Where are you going, Mr. Lucas?

I was just stretching my legs, Captain
Peacock. Back to your own area?

Sir.

Blimey, it's like being in colds.

He's picked it up.

Are you free, Mrs. Slocum?

At the moment, Captain Peacock.

Mrs. Slocum, I mentioned your complaint
to Mr. Granger, and he, on his part,

also made a complaint about the view of
the ladies' fitting room from his

department. What was he complaining
about?

That he could see or he couldn't?

Mrs. Slocum, I don't think he's quite as
broad -minded as we are.

He'll do something about that, won't he?

What have you got there?

It's a bit of paper. Captain Peacock
gave it to me.

Well, it's a note.

Pass me glasses, Browns.

Dear sexy knickers, I don't half fancy

you.

Meet me outside at 5 .30 and we'll get
it together.

I didn't think you had sexy knickers.

As a matter of fact, they're directoire.

Some men get quite worked up about them.

What? Directoire knickers?

Well, there is an air of mystery about
them.

Well, there was during the war, isn't
there?

And I suppose with all those bombs
falling down at the time, it made them a

more exciting.

You going to go?

Well, from the tone of the note, my
first instinct was to refuse, but,

He's the head of the department, and I'm
at a loose end.

I'm not surprised in direct to our
knickers.

Well, of course, I shall have to give a
reply.

I think I shall be discreet and use the
telephone.

She's read your note, and she's picked
up the phone.

She's not going to phone the head of
department.

That's our... She probably wants to
speak to you.

Tell her I've gone downstairs.

What stairs?

These.

Men's wear.

Will you connect me with Captain
Peacock, please? Hold on.

Captain Peacock? Are you free?

Yes, I'm free.

Oh.

While you're down...

I should write out your resignation.

Captain Peacock here.

Hello, Captain Peacock.

This is Sexy Knickers.

Would you mind repeating that?

This is Sexy Knickers.

That's what I thought you said.

I beg your pardon, but am I speaking to
a customer?

Naughty boy.

Customer indeed.

Now, I'm not promising anything, but
I'll meet you outside at 5 .30.

How shall I know you?

What do you mean, out here?

You sent me the notes.

To whom am I speaking?

To me, you really don't know.

I've no idea.

Thank heaven for that.

Implied that he never sent the note.

To whom am I talking to, he says, in
that royal signal voice of his.

But you've got his note there in your
hand.

Well, if he didn't intend it for me...
It was for me.

Have you shown him any encouragement?

I've never shown him anything.

I've only given him a piece of my mind.

Quite right.

Fancy asking a junior out.

Captain Peacock, please.

I'll soon trim his feathers for him.

Has he ever molested you, dear?

No, but he did have a funny look on his
face that time he offered to help me

down with my corset.

Off the top shelf in the stockroom.

Another lady on the phone for Captain
Peacock.

Captain

Peacock

speaking. Who is that?

This is sexy knickers here.

Anything I can do, Captain.

Just a routine inquiry.

I just wanted to tell you that I
couldn't fancy you if you were the last

left in gents ready made.

Just hold on to this for a moment, will
you, Mr Huffman? Yes, Captain. Instead

of running around like some Peter Pan,
what's been knocking back the pet pills?

Is that a complaint, Mr Humphrey? Well,
in a manner of speaking, yes, Mr

Granger. I'd better take it.

Just because I let you take my corset
down once doesn't mean...

If I have any more of your old guff, I'm
going to have you on

the carpet.

Do you mind what you're saying, Miss
Brown? I think Miss Brown's has said

enough. I think some explanation is
called for.

Is everything all right, Mr Granger?

Some lady says she wants to have me on
the car.

It must be meant for some furnishings.

Would you mind if I went home early
today, Mr Granger?

Why, aren't you feeling well?

I think he's going to have a heart
attack.

Yes, I shall find out who wrote this.

And you know me, Mrs Slocum. I don't
rest until I get to the bottom of

Glass of water. Glass of water for Mr.
Granger. But he hasn't asked for a glass

of water. He will.

Are you free, Mr. Granger?

Yes, I'm free, Captain Peter.

Mr. Humphreys?

Yes, I'm free, Captain Peter. Is Mr.
Lucas free? I think he's going to be

for a very long time.

Ah, Lucas.

Now, I have here a billhead from this
department on which is written, Dear

Knickers, I don't half fancy you... Meet
me outside at half past five and we'll

get it together.

Now then, it is my duty as head of this
department to ask each one of you if you

wrote this note. Mr. Granger, did you
write it?

I don't even understand it.

Mr. Granger wouldn't say, dear sexy
knickers.

You'd say, dear sexy bloomers, wouldn't
you?

I very much doubt it.

Mr Humphreys, did you write this note?

No, but thanks for the compliment.

Well, in view of those two denials, I
can come to only one conclusion.

Shall I leave now or work till 5 .30?

Yes, well, we'll leave the matter of
your future in advance.

But what you will do is apologise to the
ladies' department for the distress you

have caused.

Now? Yes, now. Yes, now.

Well, you came out of that very well.

Well, at least it gives me a chance to
get over there and chat Shirley up and

ask her out. If you fell in the dock,
you'd come up with coal.

Are you free, Mrs. Slocum?

Just a moment, Mr. Lucas.

I'm afraid I've been a bit of a naughty
boy, Mrs. Slocum.

Have you, Mr. Lucas? What have you been
up to?

Well...

You know that note that you thought came
from Captain Peacock?

Yes.

Well, it was from me.

Well, I should have guessed all the
time, shouldn't I?

What?

I've seen the way you've been looking at
me.

What?

You're a very naughty boy sending notes.

Open and come out with it.

Should I?

You shouldn't be so shy.

You know, you're more attractive than
you seem.

Am I?

Oh, it's 5 .30. Well, I'll just put my
hat on and meet you outside. Mind you,

I'm not promising anything.