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The miracle, the miracle.

of love the miracle

we all keep dreaming of

from millions in the city

streets who go along their way we turned

around and then we found a miracle

One day the miracle is there for

all to find.

It puzzles me how some can be so blind.

A storm may break, the earth may shake, when

hearts awake to love.

There is an island in the great city of London, a little foreign island called

Soho.

Italians live there and Greeks, French, Spaniards and Germans, Czechs and

Hungarians, Maltese, Cypriots, Hindus and Mohammedans.

There's probably an Eskimo or two, and certainly a few Scotsmen.

Good morning, Mr. Bishop.

Hello, Bernard. How are you?

All right, thank you. Good.

I hope Bianca should not have chosen to play.

My God,

my poor Anne-Marie.

and I'll finish with dusting.

Well, I think the best thing you can do, Mark, is to get back to the depot. Sid.

Aye? You won't want me for a bit.

No. I'll be back in a quarter of an hour. Right, yeah.

All right, then.

A cup of tea. Okay.

How many guns you brought?

Three. One's inside.

I'll be back in a minute. I'll look after the new driller. He should be here

by now.

That's the lot.

All yours now, Michael.

Which of you is called Michael?

Me.

My name's Billy.

Any other Michael in your lot? No, why?

Many happy returns from my Susie. No!

I never even saw the bloke before.

Oh, he's Susie, no?

All right, Mike.

Want a drink, mate?

No.

All right.

How much were your fares? One and sixpence.

Is it a long job?

Ten days.

Steve!

Here's the new driller, named Morgan.

Hi. Hello.

Got a handle to it?

Michael.

Well, come on, I'll show you where he's at.

Hold it in the corner there, but don't take out those sets.

Rail them.

Morning. Morning. Good morning.

What can I do for you, gentlemen?

I got an espresso bar here.

Before that, I had a restaurant.

All through the war, the bombs, the bombs, the booms, I keep going.

Now is peace.

Why you take the road now?

Not the road, just the asphalt.

My name is...

What have you got?

I said, what have you got?

I have got a wife.

And the wife has got a baby.

Only she ain't got it yet. She don't want it.

Peace she should have. Calm.

Now, look here, gentlemen. You're absolutely right, but what can I do?

My firm has a contract to lay new asphalt in this street. Now, we can't do

that without taking up the old surface.

Sure, start, start.

After all, it's for your own good. Just like taking a bad tooth to the dentist.

Best to get it over quickly and done with.

The dentist doesn't have such a big drill.

Perhaps make it extra quick?

Don't worry. We'll be out of here by Thursday week.

You'll be all right. People like to have a cup.

And we finish at six every day so you can dance all night. Now, mind, you come

and see me if you have any trouble.

What was your last job? City.

Embankment job?

No, a mortgage.

Ready to look. Yeah. I can get on with him.

All right.

Me now.

You don't bother me.

What's that? You spliced.

Football.

Paid opponents.

Dogs.

No voices.

Clothing?

Skirts.

I knew it.

I knew it. You're the bloke.

What bloke? The bloke what did wrong by Susie.

Susie? Mike, the driver got socked this morning by mistake for you. You want to

keep your eyes peeled.

For both of them?

Well, thanks for the tip. Don't mention it.

What do you say, Stephen?

Oh, it sounds a bit separate. It depends which way you look at it. Oh, no, give

me darts, I say. Every time.

Skittles.

Skittles.

Skittles yourself.

Do you know when darts was invented?

No. Darts is historic.

Oh, give over. Let me give over.

Well, look at Drake and the Spanish thing, you know.

Hey, Garth, do you play darts?

Hear that, Gleb? Do I play?

Well, do you?

Oh, runner-up for the chant, that's all.

Our team was second last year.

Something with gin in it, please.

And a glass, too.

Do you perhaps reckon you could scratch up a team?

Scratch up a team? We haven't been beaten since Berlio was skipper.

Like to be?

Like to be what? Beaten.

Whenever you say.

OK. Monday night.

Hello, stranger.

Oh, Maggie.

Sit down.

Haven't seen you since last Friday. We finished in your street last Friday.

We can still see each other.

Remember the last thing I said on Friday night?

You said, good night, baby.

I said, goodbye, baby.

Why should it be goodbye?

Is it Mrs Stone?

Who's Mrs Stone?

Susan Stone, number 19. She runs the paper shop. Now, don't tell me you don't

know her, because I saw you out with her last Wednesday.

Of course I know Susie. You know it's not her.

A man has to go on.

Look, I told you how it would be.

I didn't try to fool you.

I never fool a girl. They fool themselves.

This is how it was with us.

You can't say I didn't tell you.

You said I was the nicest girl in Morgan.

So you were.

Now I'm working in Soho.

Come on, kid, now make it clean.

There's nothing doing.

Good luck to you, Michael.

Good luck to you, Maggie.

Nice girl, that.

Much too good for me.

You took the words right out of my mouth.

Are we off for time?

Oh, it's time for one more? What are you having?

Mild and bitter.

Oh, father.

Can I have a glass of bitter, please?

Have it with us, Dad.

I have to buy my own.

Sorry.

Not with wine, save for brook.

Oh, do shut up, Mr. Bishop.

You can't force me to go.

I paid for my drink. So you have, Dad. Come on, give us a song.

Have a look at that.

Look not upon the wine when it is red, for it biteth like a serpent, and it

stingeth like an adder. You're right. Down with beer.

Wine is a mocker, and strong drink is raging.

Let's ride the other side.

Who was the skirt?

Oh, just a girl.

Not Susie.

No, no, not Susie. If you hear a heavyweight asking for you... I'll see

him first. He's quick with his fist. So am I.

Coming. Say, a word in your ear.

You're one for the girls, they tell me.

Well, they're not on the ration.

Watch your step around here.

Why? Don't say I didn't tell you.

What? Now, don't start anything with these ladies around here.

They're all hand-in-glove.

What's the angle?

Foreigners. They carry knives.

What time do you close? 2.30.

Not tonight.

As soon as we get you off the premises.

11 o'clock? Uh-huh.

See you later.

Who's he?

Supervisor.

Save us some of your hot water. Too dirty.

Take this bucket.

Old Bill will fix you up.

Hey, Bill. Give me some hot water, will you?

Now. Oh, come on, now.

I've got none for you.

Why not?

Can't you take no for an answer? No, not from any man or woman.

That's what I heard.

You'll get no hot water from me.

I wish I was 30 years older.

You will be, if you live that long. It's only a question of age.

Here you are.

Better than nothing.

What's the matter with that stupid old... She's got you taped.

There's a bit cracked on that subject.

What subject?

Skirts. His wife left him or something.

All right, she was.

Hey, hey, hey, leave some skin on.

I can never get the stink off.

Some people like the smell of tar. You know a girl that does.

There must be lots.

Show me one.

Never work in a pub, Ernie.

Knows his luck.

Long hours.

Long drinks.

Don't go yet, Julie.

Oh, I must.

Coating couple.

When will I see you?

The concert on Saturday.

But it's only Monday.

Oh, Johnny, you are a baby.

Was that like a baby?

Exactly.

A spoilt baby.

Suppose my father had seen that.

Well, how could he?

Because he waits for me when I'm late.

And as he stands in the front room in the dark.

Well, you can't see us from number 12.

Oh, no.

He has a pair of opera glasses.

Oh.

Fancy snooping on his own daughter. He must be an old prude.

Good night.

Julie, what's the matter?

Don't go. How dare you call my father a prude?

Well, he's different from all the fathers I know.

Of course he is.

Well, he can't help it, of course, being a foreigner.

You say that as though being a foreigner was a contagious disease.

I didn't mean that. Well, you don't have to catch it.

What?

Better luck next time.

Mind your own business.

Thanks for reminding me.

No. Jump in, I'll give you a push.

What are you up to?

My girl lives here.

What if I'm somebody else's girl?

Monopolies are discouraged in this country.

You must be Labour. I'm Conservative.

What's for supper?

What's it to you?

Suppose we discuss that in comfort.

What do you call comfort?

Over supper.

Clumsy. Do you know what I'm thinking? Who cares?

That's right.

I think that you're the nicest girl in the lake.

How do you know?

I've got eyes, haven't I?

Hands, too.

Lucky fellow, your boyfriend.

What makes you think so?

I can see.

I can smell.

I can touch.

Hey, how would you like someone touching your girl?

Well, I wouldn't like a girl that nobody wanted to touch.

Why don't you go steady with a girl? I like to spread myself around.

I like a one-girl man.

Better a syndicate every time.

Boyfriend of yours. Is he steady? Oh, as a rock.

Out of town?

Does he come here?

What's he got in his veins?

Ice cream?

He's going to marry me.

What he says he is.

Here. You take the bread in.

And forget about my fiance.

Drop yourself around the dresser.

What are you having?

Oh, same as you.

I'd rather.

Who is it?

Filippo. Come on, come on, come on. Open the door, open the door.

I can't find the key.

Quickly, I've got something to tell you.

You'll have to go round to the front. I can't find it.

All right, all right, all right.

a dull moment jump over to their balcony and use their stairs right so sorry

mickey i believe you

I had to see you. Papa got a cable from Canada. The permits are through for all

of us after all these years. For Papa, Mama, Falda, Julia and me.

What permits? What cables? For Canada.

Papa's roaring with excitement.

Look at your face.

Don't worry. I'm not going.

I saw where you came from.

Mind your own business.

You've been with Gladys.

Who's Gladys?

And what's she got to do with you?

She's engaged to my brother.

Is he your brother?

Yes, he is. And I saw you get out of her window, so there's no need to lie about

it. I know you.

Oh, you've never seen me in your life.

Your name is Julie.

You have a Johnny with a sports car.

And a father who spies on you with opera glasses.

How do you know?

I know everything.

What I don't know is why your father doesn't take a hairbrush to you

regularly. Because you need it.

Be kinder to Johnny.

Good night.

What are you doing?

Standing in the dark. I forgot to switch the light on.

I was looking at the stars while I undress.

Did the stars tell you that the permits have come through?

It's not true.

Gospel. Papa had a cable from Uncle Carlo. When? Everything's ready. When

are we going?

Supposed to be the 17th. Nine days.

Canadian boat from Liverpool.

I can't believe it.

Let's go over to Papa and Mama. She must be crying for Joe. She was, but she

stopped now. You know, Papa doesn't like tears.

He cried himself at first a little. Oh, dear Papa.

Oh, it's too late to go now.

You can go first thing.

Isn't it wonderful?

You know, I really thought it'd never come true here.

Oh, how happy Papa must be.

Won't it be lovely to see him at work again?

Canada's a tough country.

Yeah, I know, but Uncle Carlo wrote, Toronto is just the place for a

photographer.

Oh, we'll be able to get a large enough flat, too.

Oh, won't it be lovely to be all one family again?

You know, we haven't been all together now for six years.

Seven.

This pokey little room.

What can I do about Johnny?

Johnny? Do you mind leaving him?

Johnny?

Don't you love him?

Oh, no.

I'm not going.

You're not going where?

I'm not going anywhere. I'm going to stay here and marry Carl.

If he wants to marry me, we could start a restaurant together.

But you don't love Carl.

Oh, I'm fed up with him. Loving people.

Just going to dances, meeting boys, going out with them.

Holding hands in the pictures, quarrelling, making up again,

quarrelling again. All I want to do is just to settle down. That's all I want.

I don't want to spend my life in a pokey little home like this, sharing that with

my sister.

How will you get the money to start a restaurant?

What about his aunt?

He's got part of the money.

He's going to take me to tea there on Sunday.

Well, you won't get anywhere to live.

Well, if Mama and Papa and Filippo go, we can have their flat for the present.

Oh, I'm older than you.

Anyway, we're quite different.

Please,

please don't break up the family now.

Not until we can be all together again for the first time since we were

children. You know, it will break Mama's heart.

Don't you remember how we all used to pray for it?

You can get married in Canada, too.

We'll talk about that in the morning.

You'll have to give notice to your job tomorrow.

You bet.

Well, how's it going?

On schedule, up to number five.

Finished next week?

Looked like it.

Dad in?

Oh, half a mile, Mr Bishop.

Twelve millimetre.

Is it true about the Gottses?

What about the Gottses?

Well, they're going to Canada.

Yes, they are.

All of them?

Yes, Julia too.

Why all of a sudden?

All of a sudden? Well, they were going in 48. Only those permits kept them

here. What's wrong with England? Don't they like it here?

They came here in 48.

They used to live in Buddy Brown's place.

Yes, Mr. Godsey had his studio there.

His studio?

Yes, he's a photographer.

Ported artist, he calls himself. Didn't you know?

He took one of me once.

In the uniform.

Real good it was, too.

But, oh, he never really got going.

Why? Oh, too artistic.

And he never would take passports.

I could get some customers for a photographer.

They had to give up their big flat, too. Of course, that's another thing they

don't like. They don't like living all over the place.

Because they're very, oh, they're very family-minded.

Are you sure she's gone?

I'm afraid so.

Hey, you!

Purse!

Has anybody ever taken a photograph of you?

Oh, give us a drop extra, Bill.

We're eating in the restaurant.

It's you and Matt Morgan.

He's all right, Bill.

He'll come to a bad end.

Knocked down.

Knocked up.

Well, we've got to be back at one.

There'll be one in a minute.

Thanks.

Nice girl.

Yeah.

That reminds me. I've got to buy some dog biscuits.

What's your dog?

It's not mine.

Girlie number five.

Anything but macaroni.

Chop for me. One chop.

One chop. Same here.

Two chops.

Soup or dough?

Soup. One soup.

Same here.

Two soups.

What lovely hands you've got.

They're not on the menu.

How did it go at the immigration?

Okie-dok.

He's Canadian already.

Okie-dok.

There's your table.

Where's Julia?

She's going to fetch Filippo.

Would you believe it?

That is the father of two lovely girls. Where are the girls?

There's one of them.

There's the other.

Good morning, Mr. Bishop.

Good morning, Julia.

Lucky Canada.

She's off to Canada.

Sister of the manager.

Sister? Yes, sister.

Hello.

Coffee?

No, no, thanks.

Sandwich? No, not before lunch.

You just got back, huh?

We got through everything at Canada House.

Well, nearly everything. We had no photographs.

You can just imagine Papa writing on the questionnaire, photographer.

to take one of each of us this evening.

You sure you won't have a sandwich?

No, Father's keeping a table for us at the restaurant because Mama couldn't

cook lunch today.

Oh, and Papa wants you to join us. He's in an organizing mood.

Well, I don't feel like being organized.

He says you borrowed the two big cases.

Well, he can have them back.

What's wrong?

I'm not going.

I've saved up 200 pounds.

I can borrow another 100 and I get the rest somehow.

I want 500.

It'll buy a share in this business.

I've talked it over with Ferrari.

No, it's not the share only.

Oh, I know. There's someone you want to share your share with.

Share my share with?

Who?

Are you sure she's worth it?

You don't know her.

And she knows this business backward.

When shall you tell Papa?

What do you think of the idea of telling Mama first, huh?

Oh, Filipino.

Filipino, have you forgotten all the plans we made? All those pamphlets you

bought us from the travel bureau?

Don't you want to come to Canada with us?

Don't you want to see the big St. Lawrence River and Toronto?

Oh, in Toronto, we shall be only a few miles from Niagara Falls. Think of it.

You don't understand.

You don't know the girl I'm talking about.

I do know her.

I don't believe you.

Of course I know her.

Everyone knows her. The bishop knows her. Johnny knows her. Fowler and I know

her.

Even the workmen in the road gang know her.

Favoritism. That's right.

They are my favorites.

You seem to be the chef's favorite.

That's right.

Here comes your sister, with Filippo.

How do you know?

I know everything.

The sister's a very pretty girl, too.

When did you meet her?

The other night.

How do you do it?

It's easy.

Now, how many trunks will you need for your 12th, Filippo?

I don't know yet, Papa.

How's that?

I haven't worked it out yet.

Well, I want each one of you to deliver at the flat all your traveling cases.

And each one of you will make out a list of things, only essential things you

want to take.

I then shall allocate packing space to each one of you. Yes, Papa.

You will all be home for dinner tonight, yes? I have a date.

You will all be photographed after dinner. You need photographs for your

Canadian visas.

I want them to do you justice.

Yes, Papa.

I'll get the sweets.

I miss you.

I don't really know your sister, but I wish I did.

Why? She could introduce us.

I say, I say, how about a little speech?

Well, I wouldn't waste it on you.

Oh, well, you can tell me one thing.

We're going to buy some dog biscuits.

Number four, Mrs.

Coldman's Pet Shop.

Thank you, sir.

Thank you, sir.

Thank you.

Wait a minute.

I know that face.

Which one?

That chap with the shovel.

Yeah, I expect he's been around a bit.

I should say he has.

I remember now. Never forget a face.

He was on a street job when I ate up a Harley Street.

Tell it for the girls. That's why I remember him.

He made Harley Street too hot for him. You know... Excuse me.

Hey, you.

Just a minute.

What did you ask me?

When? Just now.

Why can't I buy some dog biscuits?

Well, you can't. Not in our street.

You said number four.

Never mind what I said.

You go and buy your biscuits somewhere else.

Go and buy them in Salisbury Avenue.

But if I catch you buying biscuits in our street, I'll...

I will. So don't you play any of your tricks with her.

Understand? No, I don't.

Well, we've got nice girls in our street.

Not your sort.

Good afternoon.

I hope it's not too late. Oh, never too late.

I want some dog biscuits.

Shapes. Winn-a-lot.

Bonio.

Well, I've made puppy cakes.

Any difference?

All the difference in the world.

What kind of a dog is it?

Oh, squarish, you know, sort of United Nations.

Now get this straight.

If I'd have known that Gladys was your brother's girl... If it didn't bother

Gladys, why should it bother you?

You were the one that was bothered.

Well, it doesn't matter now because we're all going to Canada.

We're emigrating.

Oh?

Soon?

In a few days.

Are you sorry to leave us?

No.

Oh, you get men like me everywhere. You'll find plenty in Canada.

Hey, wait a minute.

Look, um... There's a tall blonde girl in number five.

Takes a dog for a walk, last thing.

Wears slacks.

What's her brand?

One and nine.

Thanks.

Got what you wanted?

Well, it'll do.

The young lady's very helpful.

Goodbye. Come again.

I might.

Smile.

I said smile, not grin like a hyena. Put up your head.

Look, what do the permits say?

The permits say we are all one family. Father, mother, son, and two daughters.

You don't look like my son. You look like Tio Mio. What do you look like?

You look like a criminal, like a murderer.

Smile. Christo!

Is it so difficult to control yourself for 30 seconds?

The portrait of a future citizen of Canada I'm trying to make, not a moving

picture. What will the people say? What will they say? It is God's sake. He

calls himself a photographer. He cannot photograph his own son.

Smile. I'll save you the trouble.

How are you talking to your papa?

Look, papa, I'm sorry. I know this is going to grieve you. What, what, what,

what are you sorry for? I'm not going to Canada.

You're not going to Canada? No, papa, I'm going to get married. Echo, he's

going to get married.

My son.

And is it permitted for your father to ask who is going to be his daughter-in

-law? No, I can't tell you her name yet.

Misericordia. He cannot even tell us her name yet. That sort of a woman. A woman

without a name.

He cannot even talk about her.

But he puts her first.

He puts her before his own family!

Liar! Traitor! Judas!

Casanova! Get out from here!

Get out!

I don't want to see you!

He is not my son.

He is not my son. He is a changeling.

You have deceived me.

Give

him

time. He'll get used to it.

He'll see you tomorrow.

I don't care if he never sees me again. Oh, that's the thing to say.

Look, bring me some shirts, socks and my razor, will you? Oh, never mind, never

mind, never mind.

I'll fetch him from the other car, please.

Has he gone? Yes, and he's never coming back.

What a fuss to make about that barmaid.

She's hardly worth it. Suppose I tell him so.

It's no use, darling.

He'll never believe you.

He'll have to.

Did you squeal?

Now, what do you take me for?

All right, but somebody did. He knows I had someone up there.

Oh, Filippo?

Of course, he could be bluffing.

You bluff him right back, huh?

You're not going now?

Date. Oh, never mind.

Old Bill will show him.

He and who else?

Can you do better?

Hold these.

When's the match?

Monday. Put me down for the wreath.

Come in, Mike. You're in the party.

Oh, Mr.

Morgan. I believe you know everybody.

That's right.

General, is it?

None of your lip, young man.

This is God's uniform.

It's a pity you don't wear it. I will have no ear for music.

Michael Morgan.

Can you deny that you're a poor sinner?

Well, it wouldn't mean much to be a saint if everybody was one, would it?

No, no, that's true.

So what?

Well, it's a matter affecting these two young ladies.

Now, they come from a good home, not like you.

How do you know?

Well, you're never in it.

Well, you practice what you preach.

I'm here for a special purpose.

I don't spend my nights running around after different women. I believe you.

These young ladies are in great distress.

They're threatened with the breakup of their family, just when they need one

another most.

How's that?

Well, their brother's infatuated with a woman.

And he refuses to leave her?

Yes. Poor sucker.

Poor sinner.

Hold on now.

Either I'm the sinner for walking out, or he's the sinner for sticking.

You can't have it both ways.

She's not good enough for him.

Who says so?

Well, how do I come into this?

You can prove it.

Well, sorry.

Nothing doing.

Why ever not?

Matter of taste?

Oh, fiddlesticks.

You can do a good deed for once in your life, can't you?

For whom?

What about the family?

Don't they matter?

It's not my way, doing a thing like that.

Well, fair to your reputation.

You figure it out for yourself.

Morgan, is that your last word? No, it's not. Sitting here listening to your gas,

I've lost me supper.

We can do something about that.

Come in, come in.

This is Mr. Morgan, a friend of Mr. Bishop's. How do you do, Mr. Morgan? Any

friend of Mr. Bishop's? Any friend of Mafalda's? Very delighted, very pleased.

Very delighted, very pleased.

Very delighted.

Oh, Johnny.

Carl, this is Johnny, another friend of Mr. Bishop's. Very delighted, very

pleased. I know Johnny.

This is my brother, Filippo.

Brandy. What about a nice brandy? No, no. You've all had dinner, no? Mr.

Morgan hasn't. I've brought my own.

Oh, you must be very hungry. What about a nice steak?

Fine. Everyone else a nice brandy? I wouldn't mind a nice brandy myself.

Max, cognac, bitte.

Here. Oh, thanks.

Having trouble at home?

There's more to come.

Wait till he hears about Falda.

I told Filippo.

You're a chatterbox.

I didn't think you'd mind.

Mind about what?

You might as well tell them.

It might be.

I mean, we have hoped to make short what Falda and I are expecting.

What is it?

Carl means that we have made certain plans.

Ah.

Does your dad know?

No.

There's a shop in Dean Street, two stories.

Make a fine restaurant.

Oh, take a lot of money. My aunt.

You know my aunt, Mr. Bishop. Oh, yes, the one with the warts.

Oh, tight as an oyster.

If she likes Mafalda. And why shouldn't she?

Of course, that's what I say. She should be glad to have a gutsy in her family.

What do you mean Mafalda's not gone?

No, Felipe. In spite of you.

May I do it again?

Nor lies. It was not a lie. Didn't you say of a certain lady that she had men

in her room at night?

I never said men. Lying again.

I'm not lying. I'm not lying.

There was a man.

Prove it. Prove it. Prove it.

I can't. No, of course you can't. Because you invented the whole thing to

drive us apart, didn't you?

No, she didn't.

Who are you?

I'm the man that says that you're a liar.

But it's not your fault because a certain lady's been telling you stories.

Take that back!

Don't get excited.

No fighting here.

Gladys is a nice girl, but she's only human.

Who is this?

Will you listen to me?

Monday night, half past eleven, or a little later.

You came up the fire escape.

You knocked on the kitchen door.

You went down again because she couldn't find the key.

You came up the front way.

Supper was ready.

Do you remember the bacon and eggs she was frying?

She was frying them for me.

I only got that today.

Never mind, Filippo.

They don't take it back if it hasn't been used.

Your steak.

Thanks.

Not so sure I deserve this.

Sorry, Filippo.

I'll go.

No, please.

You'd better let him go.

You got what you wanted.

I could crawl under a snake.

I hope it's not too early.

It's never too early.

Fine morning.

Thank you. What for?

For last night.

I'd like to ask you something.

What?

Your sister, she's a smart girl.

Yes.

I'd like to take her out.

Would she go, you think?

No.

No, I don't think so.

Well, just to a cinema.

On the level, there's a picture I want to see at the Astoria.

She'd be working.

Saturday night too?

Yes.

Every night?

Yes.

What about you?

I'm sorry, I can't either.

Never mind, I'll find somebody to go with.

I'll find somebody.

You're

going

to a concert on Saturday?

Yes, to the Albert Hall.

Eight o'clock.

So long.

Will you give your sister

something for me?

You here, Mike?

Hello, Dad.

Not sick?

Of course not.

Night on?

Don't mind.

Anything wrong?

Why?

Well, you'll be home.

Something new.

Makes a change.

Do you like that?

Sometimes.

Where's he from?

Albert Hall.

I might have known it.

Been there tonight twice.

Queues a mile long.

Ever been inside?

Thought of going tonight.

What do you mean?

I thought it might be the music.

There are plenty of people like it.

Thousands of them.

Going out?

Have a roll.

Good pickings.

It's too early. It finishes at ten.

A lot of them leave at half-time.

Get a fare when they finish, too.

And one.

help me to keep us all together.

Please guide Father and please guide Filippo to do what in the end will be

best for them.

And please, please give me strength.

I am so weak.

Pino, smile.

Smile.

Perfecto.

Oh, I'm sorry, Papa. Okay, okay, you can open the door.

Now we take another one, like that.

Father, may I come in? No, you may not. There's nothing to explain. It is an

insult. An insult.

I said you got a headache. I certainly have. I never felt worse in my life.

His awful old aunt had never even heard of me. She thought I was after his

money. That's not true. What's not true?

Well, she's a difficult woman, but... Well, what did she say? She said, Carl,

why do you keep bringing girls to see me?

And have you taken other girls to see you?

One. Six years ago.

Can you give me 15 yards of ballast and two tons of cement?

Right. I'll let you have it first thing in the morning. Lovely.

Morning. Nice day for dusting.

You'll have your street back on Thursday.

They're asphalting now.

When will it have to be done again?

What, the surface?

Yes. Oh, 25 years.

You and I won't see another road gang here.

Yes, well, that's something to be thankful for.

Morning, Colonel.

Tom. Yeah?

Feeling fit?

I'm in for the match tonight.

That's what I mean.

A ton.

What's up?

I was just thinking.

This fellow Morgan.

He's a good dart player.

Pretty good.

Pity there's no room on the team.

Could some of you ask him?

I thought you might ask him.

I'll ask him.

He can have hot water if he wants it.

Want to see how it's done?

Eh?

Bet you don't.

Pack it as bags. Right.

Did you get through all right? Yes, thanks. My own phone's gone wrong.

Well, I'm a great expert on telephones. Really?

Years of experience.

Wish you were the phone people. They can't send anyone today.

Well, um, we finish at six.

I could do it then.

How very nice of you.

I live at number nine on the first floor.

Okay, I'll be there.

They say Thursday.

Only Monday today.

Yes, will you tell your wife to hold everything till Thursday?

Morning, Julia.

Morning, Mr. King.

Found a successor?

Yes, Mrs. Corman just rang up.

Yeah. Well, she may have present manners, but they won't be the same.

Leave a forwarding address, I suppose.

A forwarding address?

Yes, for Canada.

Oh, yes, yes, of course. All packed?

No, I haven't started yet.

Not started yet?

Well, I haven't had time.

I'm going to start this evening. I haven't got very much.

But see the flat.

It's like as if a tornado had hit it. Your mother...

Sitting in the middle, packing and crying.

Didn't see Filippo.

He's not in the shop either.

No, he's gone with Mafalda to Canada House.

So, everything's settled?

Yes.

Hey, mister, there's been an accident.

There's been an accident at one of the gangs.

Please let me through. I live here.

What's it worth to you? Please let me through. Suck on the jaw.

Come on, let this lady through. Steve!

Here! Don't worry, this lady lives here.

I got through. The ambulance is coming. Right.

Oh, my God.

You think too much.

Who is that? Tom.

What's your mind tonight, bud?

I don't have a lot of time for practices. That rogue gang. Glad.

It's for you.

Who is it? Oh, him again. He says you're going to sue him for breach of promise

or something. Tell him to talk to his solicitor.

Echo. She refuses to talk to me. She sends a message that she'll sue me.

Sue you for what? For breach of promise.

Why did you promise her? What did I promise her? To marry her, of course.

Fool, fool, fool. Why have I to do this?

Look, look, you're going to Canada. What harm can she do you there? I don't know.

What I'm afraid of is what she can do here. Maybe she can issue a writ. Maybe

they can even prevent me from leaving. Oh, look, she wouldn't do that. She

would do worse. Do you know what women are like?

I ought to.

What do I do?

You know, I know somebody who could help you.

Don't worry, Filippo. It'll be all right.

Has Mike Morgan been in?

No, he hasn't.

Well, boys, ready for that beating?

I'm sorry, the match is off.

What's the matter? Got cold feet?

Tom was hurt in that accident today.

The other fellow hasn't turned up.

Mr. Ernie!

Mr. Ernie!

Hello, Miss. Looking for me?

No, I'm looking for Michael Morgan.

Oh, that's a big job.

He might be anywhere.

Anywhere in London or anywhere in the lane.

When you were in the lane.

Please, look, it's very important.

It was important to play darts, but he didn't turn up.

Don't ask me why, I don't know.

He's not like him.

Now, if I were you... Yes.

But you can't go up there.

Up where?

Up with the blonde.

What blonde?

At number nine.

I know you. Yes, I'm Giulia Gozzi.

How do you do?

Oh, you're the girl from the pet shop.

Yes. Sorry I can't ask you in. Got a hen party, canasta.

Do you play?

No.

I'm looking for a man.

Oh, we all.

Oh, sorry.

I mean, any special man?

Yes, his name's Michael Morgan.

Oh, him.

I heard...

Someone told me he was going to mend your telephone.

You might just as well live in a glass house within this street. You're quite

right, he did mend it. He was here just after six. Well, can I speak to him?

But he's not here, kid. He had a drink and a couple of phone calls on the house

and left.

Please, it's important.

Wish I could help.

Well, can I come in?

Well, what good will that do?

Delia, we caught him with their pens down.

Have you got a search warrant?

Could I use your telephone?

Help yourself.

He wrote down a number.

And don't apologize.

It can happen to any of us. In fact, it has.

London District Hospital?

That's what I keep saying.

Oh, I'm sorry. Do you think you could help me?

You had a workman brought in today hurt in an accident from St. Anthony's Lane.

Can you... That's right. Name is Nichols.

Yes, Tom.

Thomas Nichols. Yes, can you tell me how he is?

Are you a relative?

No, I'm... Well, that is, I'm a... Sorry, we don't...

go, Mike. No, I'm not going.

Tell me the story of that tough barmaid, remember?

Yeah.

I've got funnier stories than that for you.

Tell me why they always fall for you.

Simple. I never fall for them.

Oh, that's not simple.

And I always warn them I'll never come back.

And?

Well, they never believe me.

They never believe anything you say.

If you tell them you're going to be faithful to them forever, none of them

believe that either.

Girls don't like me.

You're crazy. I'm not.

I've heard them talk about you.

Huh?

You're only saying that because I... I'll prove it to you as soon as you come

back. No, no, Mike.

It's the tar on my hands.

They don't like it.

Doesn't matter now.

They'll be all right.

Yeah.

I'll get me a pair of new hands. Yeah.

I never touch the asphalt without gloves. That's it. That's the way.

That's the way.

You never go back to girls, huh?

No, never.

Never. Why?

Well, if you do, you're lost.

And they're lost. You're both lost.

Why?

How do you always find such pretty girls?

What do you call pretty?

Pretty?

I don't mind them plain.

I like them plain.

Look, when you talk about a pretty girl, you mean a face, don't you? Well, my

motto is, beauty fades, but a plain girl stays plain forever.

That's my motto.

You'll have to go soon.

Let me stay, nurse. You can wangle it.

There's a girl here to see Nichols.

Me?

What sort of a girl? Pretty.

See?

Let her come in for a minute, nurse, will you?

It'll do a lot of good.

You'll get me hung. Oh, come on now.

Well, a minute only.

What do you say to that?

Can't be true.

You're going to see it with your own eyes.

Can't keep them open.

Come on, wake up. Here she comes. Head of the queue.

Wake up, old man.

No need to wait any longer.

take you home.

Well, that's open.

Next.

Michael, I was thinking that... I wondered if you could possibly talk to

Gladys. You know, she's absolutely furious about Filippo. She says she's

going to sue him for breach of promise or something.

Please, could you talk to her?

You want me to?

No.

Yes.

Well, why should I help Filippo?

Because he's no husband for Gladys. Why should I help Gladys?

It's not only for Filippo. It's for our whole family.

Well, what's so special about your family?

I mean, you're not kids any longer, you know. You're all grown up.

All families have to break up sooner or later.

Michael, please, will you talk to her?

I'd rather talk to you.

You know, this is where I first saw you.

About the same time.

Exactly a week ago.

Is it?

A week.

So many things seem to have happened in this street.

Do you like our street?

Do you like St. Anthony's Lane?

It's... It's got something.

Everything.

And you're leaving it for good on Wednesday.

So are you on Thursday.

Thursday.

How do you know we finish work here on Thursday?

Well... The foreman told Mr. Bishop.

And Mr. Bishop told you.

Your shadow.

No, I can't come back.

You can.

I never come back.

When you're breaking up the rest of the old asphalt, will you save me a piece?

Just a little piece.

What for?

Oh, I don't know.

It's a souvenir.

I'll get you a better one than that.

You know, I played as a child on it. I walked to school on it. And you were

kissed on it.

You can't deny it. I saw you.

And, um... And what?

You haven't been kissed on a new asphalt yet.

Well, it's only right. It's much better outspoken than the old one.

Well, whoever took that nameplate down, it'll cost them two days or twenty

pounds.

Hey, Filippo, when you up? In the morning. Got all your papers?

All of them.

Why you care?

I want to take the flat.

Better make it snappy, then.

If I don't see you again, good luck. Thanks. To all of you. Thank you. Thank

you.

What do you want a flat for? I don't. I want an excuse to see it.

Is this the flat that's the last?

Please, not now, not now.

Tomorrow morning after 8 o'clock.

Where do I find the landlord?

Third floor, Signor Barotti.

Thank you.

Well,

is it tomorrow morning?

Yes, it looks like it.

Father sends her love.

Is this the last time I shall see you?

Yes.

Are you sorry?

Are you?

Are you?

Thanks for the souvenir.

You like it?

I love it.

How about giving me a kiss?

I'm after the flat.

Oh, it's too late, old chap.

Yes, I got it.

Excuse me.

Hello, Johnny.

What are you doing hanging around here all night? Huh?

And you own the street, kid?

Don't call me kid. Yeah, well, don't act like one.

I saw you kiss Dewey last night and now you're coming out of her house.

Look, what's the matter with you? Can't you find a girl of your own instead of

pinching somebody else's?

Yeah, I know your sort. I knew the first day you came here, but just leave my

girl alone.

She's not your girl.

Well, whose girl is she then?

Everybody knows. Her father knows. He's letting me drive her to Liverpool

tomorrow.

Look, she didn't go out with anybody except me until you came along.

Look, this is how it's going to be.

She's going away.

She's going to forget all about us.

In a few months' time, she's going to get snapped up by a rich Canadian fellow

with a shiny automobile and a wad of dough. That's not true.

It's the way it's going to be.

That's the way to get your nose bust. A black eye and a split lip and your ribs

kicked in.

Now, don't play tough with me. I don't like it.

If I'm a liar about your girl, you can come right up to me on the street and

take a sock at me and get away with it. I won't lift a finger.

Now shove off.

Go on.

Where did you get the car, Johnny?

Oh, Dad bought it on a trade-in.

It wasn't easy to get from him, I can tell you.

It's marvellous, isn't it? Oh, smashing!

Mr. Bishop, thank you. You, Philip, you have the papers. I have the papers.

Goodbye,

Mr. Swabada. Goodbye.

Best wishes and good luck for the new little Swabada. Anything new in Canada

and the baking line, so great to meet you.

I'll write to you.

Goodbye, Carl.

I'm a big baby.

Oh, Mr.

Bishop. Oh, sorry, I have to take one.

You know, I...

No, I hate to see you going.

Goodbye.

Who's got the tickets?

Who's got the tickets?

I have the papers. I know, I know, but who's got the tickets? You, Papa.

Of course, of course, I've got the tickets. Johnny, have you got the

tickets? There, there, there, Bambina. See you at Liverpool.

Goodbye, Mama. Take care of them all for me, won't you? Yeah, we're not partying

forever, eh?

God bless you, Julia. Won't be as you.

Father.

Darling, be careful.

You don't know what love is. I think I do, and I think you don't.

Take care of Julia. You'll be responsible if she's late. We'll be

there first, Mr. Godson. Impossible.

She does nine things. Well, don't drive too fast.

Oh, look out, Julie.

Scratch it.

Oh, I'll never touch your car, Johnny.

You and I'll see this again about 1982.

You feel like seeing it again?

No, nor do I.

Why didn't you trust me?

Johnny, I'm so ashamed.

I'd have given anything if you'd ever kissed me because you wanted to.

Johnny.

What do you want me to do?

Take me back.

Why did you do it?

I'm no husband for you.

Look, I told you how it would be. I didn't try to fool you. You fooled

yourself.

This is how it was with us.

You can't say that I didn't tell you.

I thought you understood.

If you didn't know, Bishop and his pals have told you. I finished work in the

street and I...

I finish with everybody in it.

With Gladys, with Delia, the girl with the dog and the others. And I finish

with you.

All right.

I don't want to settle down with anybody.

Tomorrow we pack up and go to a new street.

New houses.

New asphalt.

And new girls.

Who else full of them?

Well, stop staring at me like that.

I know the game.

Soft. and warm and loving and tender, and then the hooks.

But not me.

Well, nobody asked you to come back, did they?

You thought it would bring me back, didn't you?

Do you know when me and my gang will be back in St. Anthony's Lane? In 25 years,

in 1982.

You'll be a grandmother in Canada, and I'll be an old night watchman like

Ernie. Now get your ticket change and take the next boat.

What do you think she said?

Nothing.

That's right.

What did you feel like?

Awful.

Don't you go thinking that'll work.

What?

Acting cruel.

I thought it might cure her.

It's kindness that governs the world.

Where is she? Who?

Oh, you know, Julia.

How do I know where she is?

Well, look, I got two telegrams from her father, and he's frantic.

He says I'm to send her on by the next boat. Well, why don't you?

Don't you care?

No! Oh, no. Now, look, Morgan, she really loves you, you know.

You're an old busybody, aren't you? Now, you keep out of this, see?

Oh, yes, and you're a great, big, strong man, aren't you? But you'll never come

back. But one of these days, mark my words, one of these days you'll have to

crawl back on your hands and knees to the girl you really love.

And I hope she laughs at you.

Good name, Michael. Yes.

What's it to you?

Just this.

You remember a girl called Susie?

Have you seen Miss Godsey?

Jodie's been looking for her, too.

Oh, thank you.

I tried everywhere.

Has Julia been here, Mrs.

Coleman? She saw me this morning and asked for her job back. I haven't seen

her since. Will you give it to her?

Can a duck swim?

Well, you should know, Mrs. Coleman.

Oh, call the police! Not the police, the fire brigade!

Police? Fire brigade?

Did it beat him to death?

Yes. Yes, God is everywhere.

Mr. Pallucci! Mr. Pallucci!

Beats all in wrestling. What a mess.

Do you know why our street has to be done over again?

Oh, we know that much, Mr Bishop. The water main burst.

Oh, yes, but do you know why it burst?

Do you?

Oh, yes, I know. Yes, I know why it burst.

And I know who made it burst.

Will you give evidence if the council require it?

Oh, yes, certainly.

Back again?

Back again.

See you tonight?

Do you think the postman, Sam Bishop, do you think he'd give up his flat?

Perhaps if you'd ask him.

Do you remember what you said about her?

Oh, yes.

But you were right. I was wrong.

You want to suck me? You bet I do.

Go ahead.

Go ahead.

Can't be helped.

What kind?

You're too young for it.

You're too old.

Yes, that's right.

There's no fool like an old fool.

Except the young fool.

Excuse us, gentlemen, please.

That's the shortest 25 years I've ever known.