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The lowland gorilla,
the biggest most powerful

of the living primates,
lives in the dense forest

of tropical Africa,
in very inaccessible places.

Adult males have
an arm span of eight feet

and can weigh over 600 pounds.

The gorilla's life in the wild

remains something of a mystery.

We do know that gorillas
roam about in family groups,

spending most of their time
on the ground.

At night,
they retire to the trees,

tucking the leaves
and branches around

to make comfortable nests.

Despite their
great canine teeth,

gorillas are strict vegetarians

and are very fussy
about their food.

They like wild fruit,
tender, ripe berries,

and the soft young shoots
of tropical plants.

Eating daintily and holding
their meal in their hands.

Gorillas have no natural enemies

and they are enemy to no one.

Young gorillas stay with
their mother for several years,

remaining safe
even from the attacks

of a predatory leopard.

An angry adult
male gorilla, however

is a formidable sight.

Surprised by an intruder,
he will tear down

great branches, roar his anger,
and beat his chest.

- Leonie.
- Hello, Leslie.

- You're early.
- It's entirely your father's

fault, he ordered the car
half an hour too soon.

- Hello.
- Not now, be silent.

No more, love.

Wait!

Leonie!

Mrs. Delt,
would you tell the court

what your husband did then?

He shaved my dog.

Shaved your dog, how?

He shaved a hammer and sickle
on its back.

A hammer and sickle.

And the breed of dog?

A poodle, do we have
to go into all these details?

Let me put it this way,
your husband wanted to hurt you

so he, well, defaced the dog.

I assume he hated the poor,
dumb creature.

Morgan loves animals.

It was me he was getting at.

I hope she's not going
to offer that woman a lift.

You remember Wally,
don't you Leonie?

Oh yes, the greatest wrestler
of them all.

He's a great comfort to me,
is Wally.

He's known Morgan
ever since he was a little lad.

Oh yes, ever since
he was as big as...

I shouldn't have come here,
I know,

but I thought he might be here.

But he didn't want
to defend the divorce.

I've only got Morgan, I mean
what's he do with his self?

Why don't he come to me?

I still keep his room for him,
you know.

Are you all right?

I did have a postcard
from him in Greece,

I mean what is there in Greece?

But he does love you, Leonie.

You're the only one
he ever stuck with.

It's quite true, love,
the only one.

Morgan is sad today.

Sadder than yesterday.

Man is born to sorrow.

Do hurry up, Leonie.

I did try with Morgan,
I really did try.

Yes, I know you did, dear.

Will you pop over
and see me at the cafe,

- if you feel like it, ey?
- Yes, I will.

- Leonie.
- I'm coming.

- Bye, Wally.
- Tell our love.

Bye.

Last time I saw that
was at the wedding.

I always did like Leonie.

Yeah.

Don't you go making way
for them, Wally.

They got their car out
of the sweat of the workers.

Right.

Bop, bop, bop, bop.

Bop, bop, bop, bop.

Morgan.

Morgan!

What?

- Hello.
- You told me you were going

to stay in Greece
until after the divorce.

- You agreed that, Morgan.
- I got back yesterday.

I gave you an enormous check,
and you promised.

Nothing but ruins, Greece.

You got me all excited
about going there

and it wasn't exciting.

I was there
and suddenly realized,

I ought to be here.

Stop you ruining your life.

Oh.

Insecurity's made you
very cunning.

I'd say devious
if I didn't love you.

You said you'd stay away
until all of this was over.

Until you got me
nearly written up

by the due legal processes
of the state.

Now, I've thought it over.

I've decided
to come back to you.

And what'd you mean
by having our house

torn to bits in my absence?

My house.

I'm having it converted
into flats.

I'm going to make
thousands out of it.

I suppose you think
that's funny.

Not at all,
it means exactly what it says.

You're too late, Morgan.

Do you realize somebody's
been wrecking my studio.

I divorced you this afternoon.

Oh, how did my image
come over in court?

Everyone was very sympathetic.

I got my decree nearly
20 minutes flat.

Is Charles Napier
living here now then?

You've got to leave me alone,
Morgan.

Why?

Oh, God, damn you blood bones.

There were two toothbrushes
in the bathroom.

And one of them
was neither mine nor yours.

And when did you
start using hair cream?

Napier's rubbed his greasy skull
on every bloody wall.

I can smell him.

I went to see
a psychiatrist today.

If it's more money you want,

there's 20 quid in my bag.

Who was fat,
and extremely furry.

Furry hands, furry suit, furry.

Will you go away now, Morgan?

Please, I want to get undressed
and have a bath.

What's the matter you come out
in horrible spots?

It's guilt, can't be modesty,
we're still married.

Technically.

I shall move in, that's what.

Boot that greasy art dealer
out of our nest.

Oh, this is tiresome.

Tiresome,
is that what you call it?

The human soul eviscerated.

A life destroyed.

Well not my life,
my life's quite intact

and so could yours be.

I didn't think
you loved me at all

until I said I couldn't
go on living with you.

Did you know,
it's generally agreed

there could be no such thing
as rape

between man and wife.

Oh, you kept my duck.

We bought that duck
in Camden Town.

It's a Camden Town duck.

Full of water, lost its quack.

Are you going
to let me get bathed?

Go on then, get in,
I'm not stopping you.

No.

Right then, right.

Soaking, bloody wet.

Right.

I'm expecting Charles
any minute.

Wrong.

I shall find my love here.

- Morgan, we can't.
- Why not?

- We're divorced.
- I wasn't there.

And Charles.

Charles Napier
is physically lonesome,

mentally retarded,
and genetically unsound.

Morgan.

Bath's running.

You better get used to the idea.

I've definitely
come back to yah.

I don't want you.

I like the old routines.

There you are
all pink and slippery

like a peeled shrimp,
always liked you like that.

I'm not giving in.

No, what was all that
in the studio then?

Weakness.

Well that's nice, weaknesses.

- I'm not giving in.
- No.

But I mean, you love me,
I like that.

Are you really gonna shack up
with greasy then?

Are you?

'Cause I like this house.

- This is where I live.
- Did live.

- Did all my best work up there.
- Work, the last painting

you actually finished
was 18 months ago.

Besides, I just want you
to go away and stay away.

But I've no where to go.

I live in the car now.

My solicitor is writing to you
about that, too.

- I want my car back.
- It's our car.

Bought with my money.

I did go
and see a psychiatrist today.

I hope he told you
to return my car.

Nah, he took me very seriously.

Everybody takes you seriously

until they get to know you.

He said, I'm a very sick man.

I don't suppose it makes you
any easier to live with.

I have fantasies.

Nothing new about that.

But I act them out.

Do you know, I believe my mental
condition's extremely illegal.

Morgan, what you...
What you up to?

Morgan, what are you doing?

Oh my God.

That's a waste of good food.

Napier food.

I don't care how I get you
out of here but I shall.

Hello, I want to speak
to Mr. Bouve it's urgent.

Well go and tell him
its his client, Leonie Delt,

and I must speak with him.

Hello Mr. Bouve, darling,
it's Leonie Delt here.

Oh, yes, yes it was thank you.

The judge was perfectly sweet,

well it's urgent,
you must help me

because when I got home
my husband was still here.

Yes, he's still here,
he's been here all afternoon.

I can't get rid of him

and I've got someone
coming for supper.

Well look, you said I could
have a court injunction

to stop him coming here.

Now, this is the sort of thing
that's got to be done

with complete confidence.

Yes, yes, I quite understand
that, I couldn't care less...

I want the police,
yes I want the police.

He's wrecking my house,
I want police protection.

Why not?

Well I want that court
injunction immediately.

Yes, thank you.

Goodbye.

Morgan?

Morgan?

Right, this is a stick up.

Charles Napier,
I cannot allow you

to sleep with my wife.

I don't like it, it makes me
feel funny in the head.

Hello, Morgan, back already?

I don't think you know
Mr. and Mrs. Gilbert.

How do you do, I'm gonna blow
your oily head off.

Oh, I thought you've come
to talk business.

- Business?
- Excuse me.

You've had nearly
a thousand from me this year

and no pictures,
it's very naughty

and this is merely silly,
come have a drink.

Geoffrey.

I should stake your ribs
and plant a boot in your guts.

He is a friend of Mr. Napier.

How come you didn't
stay a little longer?

You might've got browned.

Really, it's most uncivilized.

You can't count on me
being civilized,

I've lost the thread.

I'm afraid you've lost
your wife too, Morgan.

I'm warning you,
I'm getting dangerous.

I'm planning to kill you.

Pure fantasy.

Why don't you get done
some work instead?

I can't.

That's very self-indulgent,
Morgan.

It was loaded.

You got a sort of acid feeling

at the back of your throat,
haven't you?

That's fear.

Oh.

I wish you wouldn't be
so aggressive,

it's quite out of character
and prevents me

from taking you seriously.

And where have love got me?

Where has gentleness got me?

You know, violence has a kind
of dignity in a loving man.

And I'm full of love.

I shall punish you with love.

Now where would you like love?

In between your eyes
or in your teeth?

The Gilberts expressed
to wish to see you, sir.

They said they heard a shot.

So they did.

Right, I'm coming.

Got anymore little toys on you?

Good, have another drink.

I wish you'd get into the habit
of making an appointment.

If you brought any pictures
leave them with Geoffrey.

If not, we have nothing
to discuss so you might as well

leave my gallery,
it's very boring

to have you here
sulking about Leonie.

It's your own damn fault
anyway if she's turned to me.

She's a very loyal person.

Loyal, there's foulness
in that woman.

I intend to marry her.

You're marring her
for her money, admit it.

Oh, naturally.

You don't know Leonie.

She married me
to achieve insecurity

and you're trying to take
it away from her,

she won't thank you for that.

Look, Morgan, it's quite simple.

Leonie loves me,
we're going to be married.

You have to make
the necessary adjustments.

She's had enough of you.

It's my turn.

Right, where is he, Charlie,
Jack, look in the basement.

Spread out.

Let's get him.

There he is, sir.

Over there.

There.

Gotcha!

Out.

I definitely meant to bash you.

Definitely.

Your dad saw himself
waving a red flag

on the rubble
of Buckingham Palace.

- Is that all the chips?
- Yeah.

That was his ambition.

- Didn't ey, Wally?
- Right.

- Did you see him yourself?
- Right.

Run down by the mounted police
at cable street.

- I was with him.
- In the plant, he was.

In the vanguard,
a worker with the workers.

Yes, look at this...

But you, find yourself
a rich woman

living luxury on your backside.

Leonie is my wife, Ma.

Your dad was on to you
the day he drowned them kittens.

You know what had happen
to them if you give 'em away,

but no, oh no,
drowning was cruel you said.

Your dad said to me
that say after,

he says, "You know what
you've done, don't you,

given birth to a bleeding
liberal."

When I think of me slaving away
in this place here

and you.

Look at me, fetch us a long
fish, our trouble.

And those aren't ladies ends.

Yeah, what do you mean
Leonie's your wife?

Why she nearly divorced you,
I was with your ma.

One of these days,
they'll be coming for me

with a straight jacket.

Oh, you both stop bothering.

Ease above it.

Oh my bleeding feet.

You know what a straight jacket
is, don't you, Ma?

The whole time, I've been
living in one for yous.

Oh, boy.

Oh my feet are getting red raw.

You should give up work
altogether, ma.

I should come home.

I should take a job

and let you get a bit
of peace, Ma.

Oh get on, you could be
a famous painter one day, Morgan

if you'd only stick to it.

Anyway, I only get
bored stiff at home.

Come on, eat your custard,
go on.

- Wally.
- What?

- You're wrestling tonight?
- No, why?

I want the car around
at Leonie's.

It was only Monday I drove to
the police, arranged it for yah.

Got to keep on the move, Wally.

I wish you'd learn to drive,
Morgan.

Yeah, I will.

Got to keep on the move.

- No exit.
- Sorry.

- Gorilla.
- What...

- There's no cause for alarm.
- What the bloody hell do you...

Gorillas are good, they're big

but they're good.

Have you got a ticket?

Good morning.

The time is 6:30,
here is George Charlesman

with Farming Today.

Good morning,
let's begin with Market trends

and the rates of guaranteed
payments for the week

beginning June 27th.

Steers and heifers, no payment.

Pigs, New Castle
164 offered, down 27.

Fat sows, frozen.

What's all this?

It's an island of sanity,
this car.

An island in a world of pain.

I'm in exile waiting
for the ice pick.

You do know about the ice pick,
don't yah?

Time, 6:35 on the morning...

It's him that got it, Trotsky,
right there.

Right in the back of his skull.

Leon Trotsky.

Co-founder of the Russian
revolution,

creator of the Red Army,

great revolutionary thinker.

Bingo, right in the top
of his match.

Joe Stalin kicked Trotsky
out of his mother country.

17 years in exile he was.

That wasn't good enough for Joe,
no.

He wanted Trotsky dead.

Now then.

That's Trotsky.

This is the ice pick.

A burning up day in Mexico,

Stalin's agent has wormed
his way into Trotsky's house

among his wife and friends.

And they're both alone
in the great man's study.

Trotsky is sitting
behind his desk.

Quietly the killer

creeps up behind him

and...

I was gonna boil that.

You can have have it poached.

- Is this your car, sir?
- No.

Oh, I see.

Begged, barrowed, or stolen?

Property of wife.

You should ask her,
she lives here.

I'll just note that.

But she's out with her lover.

Who knows what
will happen tomorrow.

But I love you, I love you.

Oh, I love you, I love...

He doesn't like my singing.

Very kind, very gracious,

very loyal, we're very happy.

My love's much deeper
than the sea.

- Enjoy the ride with me...
- I wish that you'd sit down.

But while it lasts,
I promise you

while it lasts, I promise you...

You know, what you did before

with that shaving brush,

that was an assault,
technically speaking.

Is there anything which isn't
an assault,

technically speaking?

Birth.

Work, life.

Death.

You want to watch it.

Yeah, I know.

But where is it?

Oh, hell.

Come on, we're going in.

Is here there?

Well, I can't see him.

We don't have to put up with
him camping on your doorstep,

you know,
you could have him stopped.

- I know.
- Well then.

But I sort of like it.

Well I don't.

Come on, let's go in.

He is there!

I'm gonna bash your greasy
pate in Napier.

Hey!

- And he's got his Knobkerrie.
- His what?

He must've been waiting all
night for us, if you want

to come in with you, you'll
have to fight him, won't you?

- Fight him?
- Yes and the winner

will drag me off and hang me.

I'm still waiting to bash
your skull in, Napier.

Go on, challenge.

- What the hell did you...
- Oh, dear,

I hope you aren't hurt, Morgan.

I'm definitely gonna bash
you this time, Napier.

Is this your wife's bloke then?

Yeah and he's got my Knobkerrie.

Come back.

Oh come on.

I'm back.

Oh, Morgan, it's no good.

- Why?
- I can take a lot

but once I've made up my mind.

I... I'm fairly decisive.

You can take the car
if you'd like

but you must leave me alone.

You know I can't drive.

Oh, God.

- I know what you need.
- What?

Cup of coffee.

Saw me old ma yesterday.

Yeah?

- And how is she?
- She refused to be-Stalinize.

I saw her the other day

doing her Daily Worker bit
in the Finchley Road.

Oh, I'm a bad son.

Is it the chromosomes,
do you think?

Or is it England?

It's just you.

You know, it's nice
to have a bit of garden.

We ought to fill
it with sunflowers.

Babies, empty whiskey bottles.

Not Napier babies, Delt babies.

His lifestyle,
haven't you noticed?

- Who?
- Napier.

Sly, cunning,
waiting to take over.

Got key men in all
the best party jobs.

Oh, I've know from the start

he's been waiting to get you.

But I won't go into exile, see?

No, one of these days
I shall end up

with the ice pick in my skull.

He'll get all these agents
now after me.

I shall be hunted down
from Wapping to Wimbledon.

Do you really think
that man can feel sure of you

while I'm still alive?

No.

And what about my babies?

Who's gonna have my babies?

Do you really want little
Napier's growing inside you?

Do you?

I'm going to marry him.

Very peculiar
and lonely inside here.

Don't think I'm equipped?

I'm tired.

- I want to go to bed.
- With me?

Morning, miss.

No.

- Can we get married now?
- No, we can't.

Morning...

I'm going to get rid
of that beastly car for a start.

Now do you believe me?

That's my bloody car.

I'm back.

Oh.

It may be a car to you,
but it's home to me.

I'll be back.

I'm here, I'm back.

Told you I would, now I'm back.

And if that's the way
you want it,

we'll just have to leave
violence with violence.

Anyone at home?

Ello, Morgan,
what lovely flowers

are they for me?

Hello, Morgan,
what are them for?

Who do you think?

You're a good boy, Morgan,
underneath.

Underneath what, Ma?

- You remembered.
- Yeah.

And it's your afternoon off.

- And it's his anniversary.
- And I'm taking you down

- to the cemetery myself.
- Oh, that's nice.

That's what your dad
always used to Say,

"You hang on, you wait and see,

it'll all come crashing down

and our Morgan
will live to see it.”

- See what, Ma?
- Oh, Morgan, the revolution.

Here, I'll take the flowers,
you sit down, have a rest.

Your dad used
to love coming here.

You know he wanted to shoot
the royal family?

Abolish marriage,
and put everybody

who'd been to public school
in a chain gang, yes.

He was an idealist,
your dad was.

Yeah, I remember.

I say, read the inscription,
Morgan,

- it's beautiful.
- You know it, Ma.

No, read it.

"Philosophers have tried
to understand the world,

our problem, however,
is to change it."

That's very true, Morgan.

Morgan!

That's disrespectful.

Is it?

Sorry, Ma, no offense in that.

You have grown into a peculiar

sort of a fella, Morgan.

Oh, boy.

You're not happy are you, son?

Not without Leonie.

I went to see
a psychiatrist yesterday.

- Go on, you'd never.
- Yup, that's what I need.

Specialist in mental troubles.

What'd she say?

Says I'm a suitable case
for treatment.

What sort of treatment,
electric shock and that?

No, you just lie on a couch
all day

and say whatever
comes into your head.

Oh, well let's hope
he makes a man of you.

- Yeah, let's hope so.
- Oh, boy.

I'll never get any peace
in this world.

And I don't believe in the next.

Ey, you'll never get your foot
into that shoe again.

- I'm gonna carry you home.
- What are you doing?

- I'm gonna give you a piggyback.
- You're piglet.

- Up, oh.
- Oh, put that darling down.

My lady, up on a fine horse

earrings on her finger
and bells on her toes.

Oh.

Up a revolution.

Right.

All systems a go.

But my dear lady, you only have
to wait until the artist is dead

and your investment is perfectly
safe.

That's the kind of thing
you don't have to explain

to his wife,
so we have a deal, 3,750...

Look at this!

It's a hammer and sickle.

What is it funny?

Why I mean is it?

It's just Morgan.

Morgan, I'm sick to death
of Morgan.

Just his way of trying
to tell me something.

Well, couldn't he send you
a postcard?

Well, there's one thing
we can do.

- What's that?
- We must move out of here

- straight away.
- Why?

Because Morgan's an infant.

Reality is meaningless
to him unless it defeats him.

You must move in with me.

Your mother will be outraged but
as soon as the decree absolute

comes through
we can Satisfier her

by getting married immediately.

What do you do you say?

Charles, oh dear,
I'm still not sure.

About me or marriage?

Both.

It isn't easy after Morgan.

It wasn't exactly
easy with Morgan.

I'd appreciate that living
with a gifted idiot

has its rewards.

On the other hand, the function
of a nursery in marriage

is to be occupied by children.

Not by the husband and wife.

I was the one who
was scared of having children.

Yes, because you were afraid

that then he'd have
to cope with real children

instead of being one himself.

You'd lose him.

Not true?

So smug.

Poor Morgan.

He's going to a psychiatrist.

I'm all for that.

'Course it could be a way
of blackmailing me.

Look, must we discuss him
at this point?

We've done nothing else,
believe me.

Oh, Charles.

Oh, I'll be fine.

I feel so safe.

- Darling.
- Five, four...

three, two, one.

Ignition.

Go, baby, go!

3,000 feet.

We need a little over
200 miles per hour.

700.

Approaching the speed of...

Where is he?

Check the studio.

-1,200 miles per hour.

He's not up here!

I know where he is.

Right!

Now listen to me, Morgan,
if I had any sense at all,

I'd call the police this time,

but since for reasons,
which are quite beyond me,

Leonie insists
on protecting you,

we shall just have to behave
as if you don't exist!

We're going back
to that bedroom, Leonie and I,

and we're
going to lock the door,

and we're going to bed!

Go away!

I might be sad, but I'm loving!

I for life!

Growth!

I'm fond of flowers.

Children, animals!

I'll even help out
policeman across the road!

What more do you want?

All very well for you,
coming here

when you're in trouble.

Yes, that's right, take a look.

What's new around here, Morgan?

Nothing!

I've always liked engines, Ma.

Oh yes, your Dad
liked the railway.

He was firing for fifteen years

before they
even made him engine driver.

Russian engines have a red star
on the front, Ma.

You're a class traitor, Morgan.

That's what you are.

Them's fighting words.

I mean, we brought you up
to respect Lenin, Marx.

Harry Ponit, he was
a fine friend

when you were 16,
and you was clever.

At party meetings,
they always used to say to me,

"You got an intellectual there,
Mrs. Delt."

I tell you the middle class
has got the brains, you know.

It's lads like Morgan
who are gonna take

this country over
one of these days.

Yes.

Now look at you.

I don't think you'll ever

take over anything, Morgan.

I'm still with you
inside my head, Ma.

The inside of your head's
a flaming mystery to me.

Come on, it's ready for you.

Get In.

You took a little fall
with that leg.

Come on, it's all right,

That's it, that's it.

Poo, you aren't
very clean, Morgan.

I'm not very dirty either, Ma.

Pooey, I'm gonna
wash this tonight.

Well, now you're all tucked up

in your own room.

I like it here.

Nevermind.

There's still time.

Leonie might change her mind?

I'm working on it, Ma.

Well, goodnight then.

Night, Ma.

Sweet dreams.

Hello, dream.

Yee-haw!

Do you love me?

Yes!

Then do something!

And you, put a skirt on!

Where are you?

I think it's
very sensible of Charles

to insist on a proper wedding.

It's a great improvement

on a registry office in Swindon,

which is where I believe
you were married last time.

So, do you like this?

No.

Has Morgan ceased his marauding?

I haven't seen him for ages.

Come on.

No place for you anymore.

I've gotta find you
your own mate.

He's got rather an enchanting
face, my dear.

, once met Trotsky
during the Great War,

and thought him
a detestable person.

- Oh no!
- What?

Surely it isn't him!

Yes, it is, who else?

If he's skulking about
this house,

I shall send for the police.

No, mother, stay here,
I'll go and find him.

Don't sit down!

Morgan, come out!

Leonie!

Where's Napier?

Surely you don't expect
to find him in Leonie's bedroom.

Just what I do expect.

It's an obscene thought, I know,
but I do have 'em.

It's a mistake to judge others
by one's own standards.

-Shut up, mother, I'm coming!

You got real insight.

Will you speak to the police,
or shall I?

Ma, please leave me with him.

I suppose he realizes
he can be sent to prison

for disobeying a court order.

Yeah, yes, yes, he does, Ma.

- Silly woman.
- Oh how...

No, it just came out,
I didn't decide to say it.

I'll bring your father
from downstairs.

- Oh, mom, no!
- Then deal with him yourself!

I have to go, you know.

Well it gets cold
on Parliament Hill.

I'll get frightened.

I need music,

lights, women.

Young women.

One of these days they're gonna
come and take me away,

and you'll wish you had been
a bit more human.

Oh.

You're not much good
on your own, are you?

I don't know.

Heart pumps, kidneys distill,
bowels churn.

You are funny, Morgan.

I'll never have you back, but...

I'm glad I had you.

I'm glad I was had.

I wish you'd understand.

I want Charles.

Why?

Well, I want to live more
the way I used to.

Yes.

But why?

Well...

cause that's how I am.

That's me.

I can sense
your mother's glittering eye

through that keyhole.

Since you're both choosing
to ignore me,

I shall ring the police
near here and now!

Mrs. Henderson.

You are a grotesque,
bourgeois lady,

and the police
will get you nowhere.

You must love me,
fatten me up with compassion

till my pelt ruptures
in gratitude.

Or I'll blow you sky high.

Surely it's possible for
someone in his condition

to be certified.

Come on, over there, come on.

Come on, come on.

Tick-tock, poor old mom.

You are sitting on a bomb.

Taylor Henderson here.

Get my husband to the phone.

Hello?
Who's that?

I said get him to the phone!

What do you mean
he's at the office?

I suppose you can't be bothered
to look for him.

What?

I don't care
if he was a prime minister!

Get him!

Oh, Ms. Carthwright,
thank heaven I've got you.

Now listen very carefully.

I want you to give a message
to Mr. Henderson

the moment he comes in.

She's awake!

My gorilla!

Leonie! Leonie!

Where is he?

Mother, what are you doing?

- Are you all right?
- Do I look all right?

My gorilla!

He set the place on fire!

Save me, gorilla!

And he tried to kill me!

What's that?

His gorilla.

Well it's going out!

And it's going out now!

Save me, gorilla!

Morgan Delt!

I'm going to do
everything in my power

to have you put away!

My God, he's got my wife!

And she's on fire.

Stop!
Get after him, quick!

Halt, sir, come back!

Halt, halt,
come back, come back!

Get off the floor!

Blimey.

Hello, Wally.

Morgan, what you doing here?

Four, five!

Six!

- Go on.
- Seven!

- See you later.
- Come on, Wally!

Come on, Wally!

I'm getting past this, mate.

Hey, you wanna
get back in there.

Five, six!

- Go on!
- Seven!

It is kidnapping, you know,

whichever way you look at it.

Yeah, of course, I know it is.

- Well it's illegal.
- Yeah.

Do you mind?

No, do you?

No.

You know, it's worth a try
if it helps you

get your missy back, mate.

That's what's missing
in the law, Morgan.

The human element.

Your dad and me
done a few jobs together once.

Nothing big.

'Course it was
political with him.

"Crime puts the human element
back," he says.

And he knew what
he was talking about.

Your misses ain't gonna like it.

No.

I been born into
the wrong species, Wally.

That's what it is.

If I'd have been planted
in the womb of a chimpanzee,

none of this would ever
have happened.

Yes, well you wasn't, was you?

No.

Come on.

I'm with you, Morgan.

For he comes down our alley

calling at us

with his hands in his pockets

and his shirt hanging out.

You all right in there?

- No.
- But still she loves him.

She can't deny it,

she'll go with him.

I should think you'll get
five years for this.

Well you didn't exactly try
and get away, did you?

It's not real kidnapping.

Oh bash us again.

Your bashes don't hurt, Bill.

Or cause any pain.

I'm going to sleep.

You caused me a flood, Bill.

A flood I'll remain.

You bashed us last night, Bill

so bash us again.

Come on, you two lovebirds.

We're here.

- Oh, we're here.
- For he comes down our alley

calling her out.

- With his hands in his pockets.
- Come and see.

And his shirt hanging out.

Where are we?

Paradise.

Didn't he tell you?

Do you like it?

'Cause we're gonna live here.

Come on, mate, pack it up,
it's bedtime.

Gotta finish it tonight, Wally.

Set sail tomorrow.

What are we gonna do here?

We're gonna live here, told you.

Well I got a booking
at Walls End

- next Thusday.
- You'll be there.

It's either that or the
nick for us, mate.

Wally.

What?

I don't want to be here.

Give him a chance.

Don't divide
me loyalties, Leonie.

It'll only bring on
one of my migraines.

I'm turning in, goodnight.

Do you want to try her now?

All right then,
if that's the way you want it,

oh, we're gonna be here
for weeks!

Oooh!

Oooh!

Oooh!

Oooh!

I know they're coming to get us.

This time they may
send you to prison.

You could stop 'em.

I might not.

You wouldn't let me
go in the neck.

Would you?

I could marry Charles
before you come out.

I'm frightened.

Nothing in this world seems
to live up to my best fantasies.

Except you.

In addition to
the numerous incidents

already described, my lord,
Mrs. Delt goes on:

"On the 13th of April last,
Morgan Delt came to my house

and insisted that
I go away with him.

Under duress,
and so as not to provoke him

to even more
extravagant behavior,

I unwillingly
consented to do so.

I tried several times
to get away, but was prevented.

Now my husband has
a friend, Wally Carver,

a wrestler, professionally known
as 'The Gorilla.'

This man drove us to Wales,
where we camped for two days.

During this time, my husband
actively stopped me

from telephoning my parents,
or anyone else

who might have helped me.

He seems to refuse to accept
that I have been granted

a decree myself.

"Our marriage is terminated..."

Yah! Yah!

He-yah!

Yah!

"I was afraid to be, and I
found it intolerable to stay.

In the end,
I persuaded Wally Carver

to telephone my father."

Thank you, Mr..

Have you anything to say?

Have you anything to say?

I don't recognize
this court at all.

That's hardly relevant.

I'm satisfied he has been
a flagrant breach

of the court injunction.

I, therefore, commit you
to prison.

Is the Tipstaff present?

My lord.

Come on, you.

Ho!

Oh, super, thank you so much.

Oh yeah, I'll give you a ring
when we get back to London.

- Leonie!
- Harry, hello.

See you.

Jimmy, been glad to see you.

Darling, hello.

May I give my humble
congratulations, sir?

I do hope you'll be very happy.

Thank you, Geoffrey,
I'm sure we shall.

Hello, uncle Chickey.

Quiet please, everybody,
quiet please!

I want you all... I want you all

to follow the bride and groom...

right downstairs

for the speeches,
and the cutting of the cake.

Charge your glasses, everybody.

I'm going to get Mrs. Henderson
to make a speech now.

I'm now going to ask Charles

to guide Leonie's hand

in the cutting of the cake!

- Here, here!
- Woo!

Ladies and gentlemen,
as my friends know,

I am a very shy,
inarticulate man.

No!

In fact, when I
asked Leonie to marry me,

I was so shy and inarticulate

that she had accepted it
before I actually

got to the question.

Roar!

And so, before I cut the cake,

I would like to express the hope

that this will be the first
and the last time

that I will let the knife pass
into the woman's hand.

Look out!

Guards, do something!

Use the chair!

Keep him away!

Roar! Roar!

Get that thing out of here!

Morgan!
Run away!

Come on out, come on.

Come on, push him inside!

Woo!

Out of the way,
he's coming down!

There he is!

There he is!

He's on fire!

Oh-oh-oh-

It's nothing personal
about this, sir, of course.

But I've come to get you ready.

Yeah, of course.

This is where it is.

I wondered where it was.

Arms first, please, sir.

That's it, lovely.

Oh, not a bad fit, sir,
not at all a bad fit.

Up, sir, please.

That's it.

Okay, Charlie, take him away!

Rise!

Do hurry up, Mr. Delt!

Don't hang about.

Now, sir, they'll be in a bit
of a hurry when they get here.

So, if you've got
anything to say,

I should say it now.

Have you got anything to say?

Yep.

Either I've gone deaf
of you're not saying it.

Hang on a minute,
I can't quite remember.

Constant revolutionizing
of production,

uninterrupted disturbance
of all social conditions,

everlasting uncertainty
and agitation,

distinguish the bourgeois epoch
from all previous ones.

All that is solid
melts into thin air,

all that is holy is profaned,

-all that is holy is profaned,
-All that is holy is profaned.

Man is at last compelled
to face with sober senses

his real conditions of life

and his relations with his kind.

Amen.

That was a rare old mouthful,
Mr. Delt.

Give us a swivel, constable.

All right,
I think we just got time.

Hold on, sir.

All right, that's your lot.

They'll be wanting to get away
for their dinners.

Yeah.

Get ready to fire!

Aim!

Fire!

I dreamt I was dead.

- Did you, mate?
- Yeah.

I've gone all furry.

Those are nice flowers.

Yeah, I like flowers.

Is that my baby?