All language subtitles for The.Pleasure.Girls.1965.1080p.BluRay.x264.AAC-[YTS.MX]

Taxi, Tom. It's here, darling.

Bye-bye.
I'll give your love to everyone.

- Don't forget to call.
- Bye.

Here you are.

Yeah, would you like a hand
with your bags, love?

No, thanks, my friend will help.

Hello! Who is it?

- It's me.
- Sally.

I'm in the middle of washing my hair.

- Hang on, I'll chuck your key down.
- Okay.

Here you are. Catch.

- You never could throw.
- No.

- Can you find it?
- Got it.

- Panic over.
- Great. Come on up.

Oh, sorry. It's these damn bags.

Here, let me take them.

The age of chivalry isn't dead.

It is, but we can't have you
falling down the stairs, can we?

- Think of the mess.
- Very thoughtful.

You're the new one for
the top flat, aren't you?

I hope you know what you're doing.
They're all mad.

Angela's a nut and as for Marion...

Well, I don't know
what to make of Marion.

- Where do you fit in?
- I'm Dee's brother.

We live in the flat below with
another nutcase, an Australian girl.

- Oh, you mean Dee Wells?
- That's right. I'm Paddy Wells.

Oh, super! We were at Longford together,
Angela, Dee and I.

- I'm Sally Feathers.
- Yes, I know.

I used to see you pounding around
at the school sports.

Yes, I expect you did.

- Oh, not more stairs.
- Last lap.

Hey, Angela,
I've brought your new lodger.

- Sally! Hello.
- Angela! At last.

- Hey, you're looking marvellous.
- You too.

You've met Paddy? He's very sweet
and he's very useful.

- He works in the rag trade.
- Is that the only reason you love me?

Now, Paddy darling, you know
you're the only real man in my life.

Steady or I might call your bluff,
then what would you do?

- That'll be the day.
- Lucky for you I've got to go now.

'BYE-bye.
'BYE-bye.

- Come and see the flat. It's in a mess.
- Oh, and thanks.

- Actually it's in a bit of a mess.
- Oh, it's super!

From what you said in your letter
I expected some desperate slum

with cockroaches, a leaking roof
and the lot.

Well, we pay enough for it.
15 quid a week.

Hey, super hat.

Actually, your room's a bit tidier
than the rest.

It's been empty
since we got Elsa married off.

- Come and see it.
- Mmm. Okay.

Well, I thought she was never going.

And there I was, trapped in the wilds.

Daddy wouldn't hear of me
coming to London

till I found a nice girl to share with.

Thank him for those few kind words.

Oh, by the way, that's the kitchen
and that's the bathroom.

Oops.

Ooh! Here we are.

I could have gone in with Sue and Pam,
but Daddy wouldn't agree.

He said she's the type that's bound
to end up a fallen woman.

What about me for God's sake?

Oh, darling, you can do no wrong.

Yes, you're a good sort,
not one of those dreadful beatniks.

- All eye shadow and acorn beads.
- He hasn't seen me lately.

What about Marion?

She fell out of a cot
and never really got up again.

Yes, Paddy mentioned her.

She's a nice kid actually,
but she's very unlucky with the men.

Hey, that's my book.

Incidentally, she's got
the most infuriating habit

of whipping one's stockings and things.

If she's got a heavy date on,
she'll raid all the glad rags.

- So, watch out.
- Right.

Yes, but you're a soft touch.

- Well, I'll get tough.
- You do that. Come on.

Marion,
this is Roger the lodger.

- Hi.
- Hello.

Welcome to the sweet life. Big joke.

Oh, what a day. I'm exhausted.

- What have you been doing?
- Typing. I hate it.

I love this flat. It's so alive
and the country's so boring.

I thought I'd never get here.

- Hello, hello.
- Now what?

What on earth's going on?

I've cut my leg with a razor.
There's blood all over the place.

- You got any plasters?
- Hang on. I'll rake some out.

- Sally, come and say hello to Dee.
- Love to.

Tell her I'll donate blood for a price.

- Hello, Dee.
- Sally. Finally.

Thank God you're okay.

- What have you been doing?
- Oh, me, oh, nothing.

Oh, listen, Dee.
I thought you were bleeding to death.

I am, I was.
I'm sure that razor's poisoned.

Oh, but don't tell Paddy.
He gets mad if I use his things.

I heard that. What things of mine
have you been using?

- Nothing.
- "Blood.

"I can't stand the sight of blood. "

I say, everybody,
I bumped into Miss Australia downstairs

with a most marvellous man.

- Darling.
- Have a look outside.

Oh. Let me see.

Good old Cobber, she always picks them.

Quick. We mustn't miss this one.

- Hey! Cobber!
- Aye aye, there you go,

Do you mind?

Tell him to come up. He's smashing.

He can't stay. He's got a milk round.

Pity. I like the car.

Hey, we could do with some milk.

I think I'll have to get a job
at The Crazy Horse.

She seems to meet loads of rich men.

Darling, you're getting to sound awfully
mercenary in your old age.

What else? When I marry,
it will be for love and money.

Isn't that romantic?

I don't know how Cobber can
stand the hours at that club.

You can stand anything for money.

- Can I borrow your brush?
- Yeah.

Oh, I don't know, she goes on at 7:00,
she's through by 12:00.

- It's a marvellous sideline.
- What else does she do?

Takes elocution lessons.
She wants to act.

Crikey mates, don't do that again.
You'll scare him off.

Oh, my God, I forgot about my hair.

He's rather dishy. What's his name?

- Peter.
- Peter who?

Peter E-Type.

Cobber, darling, you know Sally.

- Hello, Sally.
- Hello.

- Come on, kids, tea.
- Oh, marvellous.

- You're for real, Paddy.
- Of course I am.

I used to be in a missionary
to the Australians.

I don't know what they would have
made of you at home, Paddy.

Oh, well, perhaps I'm not
out out for the great outdoors.

Anyway, who'd run Problem Corner?

Paddy gives comfort to the lovelorn.

Oh, fine. But I'm on the career kick,
no time for love.

Ooh, darling, you must find time.

Who's going to keep you
when you're too old for modelling?

Well, hey, give her a chance.
She hasn't begun yet.

- When do you start model school?
40:30, Monday morning.

Mmm. That only gives you tomorrow
and Sunday.

Well, it's a good thing,
I won't have time to get bored.

Oh, you are taking Sal
to Neville's party though.

Of course.

Oh, no, really. I think I'll just unpack
and laze about.

No, no, no, you won't.
You're going to come to this party.

It'll be smashing.
It's a firework party.

- Super men.
- Oh.

Oh, you've got to come, Sally.
It's going to be a marvellous party.

It is.
It's going to be a marvellous party.

OW! Oh! Ooh!

Hey, be careful.

Are you going to the party, Paddy?

I can't, darling.
I'm going to the stag party.

Oh, do go. Look, I'll go if you will.

How very sweet.

I can't get out of this other thing
unfortunately.

But you are going,

if I have to deposit you
on the doorstep.

Oh, my!

Oh, my!

Hey, Nikko, what's happening?

Hey, who's the new chick?

Don't bother.
She's not ready for you yet.

If she's not ready for me now,
she never will be.

Suit yourself.

Ted, Serena's looking for you.

That's all I need.

- Who's Serena?
- Huh?

- I said who's Serena?
- Oh, Serena, she's a girl.

Well, I didn't think she was a dog.

- Actually, she is a bit of a dog.
- Oh, charming.

- Do you say that about all the girls?
- No. Only the dogs.

No, actually, you see,
Serena's not here.

I just wanted to lose Ted.

- You did?
- Yeah.

Well, that should tell me
to look after you, you see.

Well, I can take care of myself.
Thank you.

Very dodgy characters around here,
you might get led astray.

And of course there's
nothing dodgy about you.

Come inside and I'll mark your card.

Incidentally, my name's Keith Dexter.

- What do you do?
- Oh, well. How do you do?

- No, I said what do you do?
- Oh, I'm a photographer.

- Oh, really? Are you any good?
- Great. My photography's good, too.

Well, you're the sort of chap
I've been hoping to meet.

- Good.
- I mean, I'm going to become a model.

- My name's Sally Feathers.
- Great name.

- Makes you think of pillow fights.
- And public houses.

Now, you're not one of
The Four Feathers?

Where did you spring from?
I haven't seen you around before.

I'm fresh from the country today.

- Like a new laid egg.
- That's right.

You haven't got one of those
little lions stamped on you...

No, I haven't.

- Shall we dance?
- Hmm.

- Has he got to you already?
- Mmm-hmm.

Has he given you the "I can get you
on the front of Vogue" bit yet?

He will.

You know all the wrong people, you know.

It wasn't Vogue I was hoping to
get you on as a matter of fact.

Darling, this is Sally,
a friend of Angie's.

- Hello.
- This is Prinny.

- Polish nobility way back.
- A long way back I'm afraid.

Well, Keith, what's new?
Need a good agent? I'm your man.

- Don't call me.
- I'll call you.

Come on, let's get to the bar.
See you later.

Come, Prinny,
he's about as titled as I am.

- Well, he looks very aristocratic.
- Hmm. He's an out-of-work croupier.

I hear Marion's stuck on him,
but I hear he treats her badly.

He's no gentleman, the prince.

- Do you know everyone here?
- Yeah, pretty well.

You meet them all up
and down the King's Road.

- Where did you meet Angie?
- I'm staying at her flat

and we went to school together.

- Not number 48.
- Mmm.

- Oh, no. Not another one.
- What do you mean?

Number 48, a right bark that is.

What are you talking about?

The Australian girl is living there and
that tall bitch with the wet brother.

Dee Wells happens to be a friend of mine
and her brother's very nice.

He's a damn sight better mannered
than you are anyway.

Now, wait a minute.
Don't take off like a rocket.

Well, I'm not standing here
listening to you criticising my friends.

Darling, little darling, calm yourself.

If I've said something that's
made you angry, I'm sorry.

I didn't mean it, I really am sorry.

All right. Get me a drink then.

At your service.

Excuse me.

Dee, you've got to introduce us.

- I'm dying for a cigarette.
- Of course.

Nikko Stalmar, Sally Feathers.

- Be nice to him, he's our landlord.
- Oh, good.

- Can't you get him to lower the rent?
- Well, I'm working on it.

I now understand why
you came out with me.

This is a crazy party.

The men are either very rude or super.

- Well, here comes one kind.
- Now, which kind of what?

How are the passport photographs?

Oh, would you like to be secretary of
my fan club?

Which phone box are they
meeting in nowadays?

- Do you know each other?
- Oh, yeah, we've met.

How do you do?

Nikko darling,
what do you think about leaving?

- Whenever you want, darling.
- Already?

Well, these places get a bit much
when word gets around.

- Mmm, it is getting a bit crowded.
- We'll make room for some others.

We're going to play chemmy.

I'm addicted to gambling
and Dee brings me luck.

Enchanted to meet you, Sally. Bye.

- Bye, darling. See you tomorrow.
- Bye-bye. Have a nice time.

She picks them like a water diviner.

- Now what? I thought he was sweet.
- Sweet?

Stalmar makes his money
in the rent racket

letting bloody rotten tenements
to West Indians.

- Oh, I don't believe it.
- Darling, it's true.

And your friend Dee knows it.
Only she's money mad.

She'll sit with him every night
in the casino.

Every time he wins
he'll give her a few chips.

- She's a chemmy tart.
- She wouldn't accept money like that.

You see that growing on her finger?

You don't get rings like that
in the working girls' trade.

Yes, I did see it. It's beautiful.

Yeah, well, don't let me catch you
dripping with diamonds, eh.

Well, what am I doing here with you?

Don't top photographers
shower their girlfriends with diamonds?

Oh, sure, minks, cars,
the lot, you know.

Are you going to be a bighead
when you get on?

Do you really think I'm a bighead?
I mean, does it show?

- Comes out when you're dancing.
- Does it?

Come on, I'll have another look.

Angie! Peter, this is Angie.

- Hello.
- Hello.

The girl who scared you off
this afternoon.

- Yes, I did.
- You looked a bit of a witch.

I'd just washed my hair.

- Don't look like a witch now, do I?
- No.

You were right the first time.

If she'd leaned out further
you'd have seen her broomstick.

- Oh, charming. You've met my mother.
- I think I have, yeah.

Hey, look who Sally's dancing with.

Keith doesn't waste any time.

Do they do this out in the sticks then?

Yes, it was all the rage
at the hunt ball.

Well, come on.

- Shall we go, darling?
- Yes, let's.

Charming.

I should have been a farmer.

- Thank you, Madam.
- Thank you.

This should be mink. I'll buy you one.

Thanks, darling, but I don't want
to be all minked up like a tart.

But if you'd like to buy me
a sports car or a Mini...

- What about parking meters?
- Oh, those nasty little men

with books and pencils.

- Driving test?
- Nothing to it.

I used to drive a tractor
in the holidays.

Okay, I'll buy you a tractor.

- Cold?
- I feel wonderful.

Everything's so fresh.

Isn't it awful? People are working,
we haven't been to bed yet.

- Couple of halves, please, Chief.
- Here you are, then.

- Keep the change.
- Thank you.

- Great stuff for hangovers this.
- Is it?

You know the odd thing is
I don't want to go to bed with you.

Oh, how very disappointing.

Thinks, "I'll see my doctor
about night starvation.

"Is this why I'm listless
and unattractive to men?"

Don't send me up.

Here am I trying to behave
like a gentleman for once.

You're very decent and terribly British.

Oh, good show.

But I'll tell you one thing,

I didn't come to London
with that in mind.

Even in the country
there's a touch of the sweet life,

- it's not exclusive to London.
- Yeah, yeah, but seriously?

Yes, seriously.

Stop sending me up.

No, seriously. I'll stop sending you up.

Oh, good. Now, where were we?

You didn't want to go to bed with me.

No, that can't be right.

It is. I have it all written down.

You'll hear from my lawyer
in the morning.

Oh, I shall appeal to a higher court.
Now, will you get me my lawyer, please?

There is no appeal.
You've lost your case.

How do you plead
"mitigating circumstances"?

- Like I've got a wooden leg.
- No. Something psychological.

Like I'm a mixed-up kid. I am.
Will you help me to a better life?

I might.

Will you help me up these steps to
your flat and make me a cup of coffee?

- No, I will not.
- No, you will not.

Shall I call you tomorrow then?
Uh, I mean today?

Mmm. Do you know the number?

It's emblazoned on my heart.

Just how do you know the number?

Cobber and I were friends for a time.

And')

- Blew me out.
- Oh.

I had her fooled for a while.

But she tumbled me.
Do you think you will?

I wonder.

If you really want to know she wanted
to go up in the world not down.

Oh, what about me?
Are you gonna drag me down?

Down and down onto
a feather bed of love.

Good night, Mr Dexter.

Good night, Miss Feathers.

Oh! Missed it.

I can't stand people whoring off
before you get there.

Oh, never mind. They'll ring again.
Want some tea?

Yes. I'll put the kettle on

- if you get the letters.
- Okay.

"Welcome to Saturday Club!"

Hello.
- Good morning.

The night birds are stirring at last.

Oh, Paddy, you should have
been with us. It was great fun.

- Did you miss me?
- Inconsolably.

Except I met a rather
super young photographer.

Well, you wouldn't come with us.

- I couldn't, darling.
- But you could have taken me to yours.

Oh, hardly, love.
it was not that sort of party.

I'm so behind this morning.

Well, you've done all your shopping.
We haven't done a thing.

This is only half of it.
I'm going again when Ivor comes.

- Who's Ivor?
- Friend of mine.

Oh, is he nice?

Well, some people don't like him.
He's bit unconventional, you know.

Of course, he's got
the tongue of a demon.

That doesn't make friends
and influence people.

- Sounds clever.
- Oh, he is. Very.

We work together. He's a buyer.

- Oh, I thought they were always women.
- No. Not always.

- See you later.
- See you later.

Is Paddy's a good job?

- Yes, very.
Apparently he's invited a friend over.

- Ivor or someone.
- Oh, that trick.

Honestly, if all the men in the world
were like that,

- I think I'd shoot myself.
- Like what?

Oh, nothing.

Hey, listen.

Sue Rogers is marrying that
awful boy Paul from Mansfield.

Let's see.

Your father needn't have
worried about her being a fallen woman.

She's fallen on her feet.
His family are loaded.

I'm not gonna pay it.

Right. Where's the tea then?

Got a mouth like a snake pit.

- Good morning, sweet prince.
- Oh, you look horrible.

I'm sure men don't look
as bad as that, do they?

Have you looked
in the mirror this morning?

Oh, don't have a go at me.
Go make some tea.

All right.
Coming up, almost immediately.

See, some people like a fag
first thing in the morning. I like tea.

One pint of boiling hot tea.

In you or over you?

Charming.

What on Earth does
she see in a horror like that?

Who knows.

My mother said I never should.

Couldn't wait to get to
the bloody gypsies.

- Sorry, Marion.
- Oh, no, darling. You're quite right.

For some silly reason
I can't let him go.

But with wall-to-wall carpeting
and central heating.

- Bit extravagant.
- Exactly.

And how about one of those
old television sets?

We could put a fish tank
where the screen should be

and everybody would try
and switch them off.

- It's fabulous.
- it's an idea.

Not bad, is it?

- What else did Nikko say?
- Just that.

He'll let us know
when the family clear out

or he'll tell Dee
and she'll let us know.

Good for Dee. She's a handy thing.

And one needn't be too depressed
about that part of Fulham, you know.

- It's going up like crazy.
- You can say that again.

And it'll get you out of this mad house.

Oh, they're all right.

Now, look, I know one of them
is your sister. But...

Now, Ivor, they're not too bad.

- Now, why do you do that?
- Do what?

You always disagree with me.

- Don't.
- Yes, you do.

Now, look, this isn't fair.

- Oh, I've had enough. I'm going out.
- Oh.

Listen. Listen.

This is ridiculous.

I'll get this stuff away, then we'll go
down the road and have a beer. Okay?

- Okay.
- Okay.

Well, go on then.

Oh, with What then?

When you fell asleep thinking about me.

- Yes, that's right.
So did I?

So, did you what?

"I fell asleep thinking about you. "
Then what?

Oh, nothing.

Oh, was I there when you woke up?

No.

No, you weren't here either.

Did you phone earlier?

No. Should I have done?

Oh, somebody did
and they hung up.

It wasn't me.

- Do you like jazz?
Yeah. Mad about it.

I can hear it in the background.
It's super.

Well, come around. We'll have a session.

Why don't you
bring it around here?

No, it's better here. I've got hi-fi.

No. You come to me.

What are you doing later on?

Oh, shopping.
- This afternoon?

Then more shopping.

Well, can I pick you up tonight?

Yes, if you like.

About 8:00?
- Okay.

Great. See you then. Bye.
- Bye, Keith.

Oh, don't keep going on about it.
I told you I'll make enquiries.

Great. You're the cause of all
the trouble and now I'm in the wrong.

Look, I can't charge into a chemist
and buy it by the sackful.

I got to find out
where to get the stuff.

I've never been
in a jam like this before.

What about Evelyn?

Look, darling, you told me yourself.
You've got a short memory.

Look, I told you I will make enquiries,
and I will make enquiries.

So, stop going on about it.

I've got other problems.

In fact, I've got nothing but problems.

I'm going out.

- Trouble in the camp?
- Mmm.

Come on, Sal. If we're gonna do the
shopping, we'd better get a move on.

Okay. Let's go.

Get him, boy!

Don't get out. Nikko, I feel sick.

Oh, forget it, darling.
Nothing happened.

They were going to beat you up.

Maybe. But we didn't wait to find out.

- Why were they?
- Ah, look.

Mine is a funny business.

Funny!
Doesn't give me much of a laugh.

You make enemies in
every business, you know.

And get beaten up? Stop it.

Get out of it. Sell it off.
You could make a go of anything.

I have told you, I am getting out.

These things can't be
wound up just like that.

Well, make it soon.

The occupational hazards are too much.

Forget it. Come on.

Here she comes.

You're improving.

Marion?
Yeah?

- Where are you, love?
In the kitchen. Won't be a sec.

Hey, have you got any cigarettes?

Yeah. In my bag in the bedroom.

- Hi.
Hi.

I'm not nearly ready.
I had to iron my dress.

Oh, that's all right. There's no rush.

Um, sorry about this morning.

Yeah. Me too.

No more rows, eh?

No more rows.

Where are we going?

That's a good question.

Well?

Uh, I don't think we're going
anywhere actually.

- Oh, now look, Prinny...
- Uh, uh, uh...

Prinny, you're so...

I spent all that time ironing my dress.

Well, you're a mad,
impetuous fool, aren't you?

Well, how about some food? Chinese?

- Love some.
- Hey, wait. What about your figure?

- Hmm. Maybe you're right.
- I know. I know the very place.

Where?
- My place.

Oh, no.
I'm not falling for that.

How about a tuna sandwich, huh?

Can I have a Chelsea bun
to soak up that gin?

Funny you should say that.

I've just made a whole stack of
Chelsea buns this afternoon.

- Then they'll be too fresh.
- Come on.

I know the very place.

Not again. Not your place.

Went to the doctor's today.

- Did you?
- Mmm-hmm.

He said, I'm...

...well and truly pregnant.

I see.

Did you talk to him about having a...

About not going through with it?

- I touched on it...
- And?

He said we should get married
and make a go of things.

Just marvellous, aren't they?

Bloody doctors make me laugh.
He thinks we should make a go of it.

Did he tell you where
we'd get the money from?

Other people seem to manage all right.

Look, I'm not interested
in other people.

First of all, we get some money.
The married bliss can wait.

What about you?
How did your enquiries go?

Oh, all right.

At least I didn't get that nauseating
spiel about making a go of it.

That fellow would do it
for 50 quid. Cash.

50 pounds? Where do we find 50 pounds?

Haven't you got any money?

I got about three quid
till the end of the week.

Great! It's marvellous, isn't it? Eh?

I'm skint, all my gear's in hock
and you're good for three lousy quid.

Look, Prinny, what about my watch?

Do you think we could get
a few pounds on that?

Yeah, it's a nice enough watch.

Pawnbrokers' drawers are full of them.

You'll get a few bob on it.

Five at the most. We need 50 pounds.

And what about that brooch?
The one your grandmother gave you?

Oh, no, Prinny. I can't part with that.

But we're only hocking it.

We'll, uh,

just have to save up our pennies
and get it out again.

No, Prinny. Not the brooch.

Gran gave it to me,
it was her mother's before her.

Darling, anything else,
but not the brooch.

You haven't got anything else.

Except a few bits of old tat.

Now, get it out.

Look, I'll ask the girls for some money.
They'll lend us some.

The girls are as skint as we are.

Get an advance
on my salary then.

All right, so you get
an advance on your salary.

What are you gonna live on
for the next few weeks?

Come on. Get it out.

Where is it?

I said, where is it?

In my bag.

Don't worry. I'll get this sorted out.

- Where are you going?
- I'm going to see a man about 'em.

- Going to see a man.
- Must you go tonight?

Look, I've got to find somebody
with that much ready cash.

Not everybody carries that kind of money
around with him, you know.

Look, can't you phone?

Do it now.

That's what my dad says, do it now.

But, Prinny...

You... You'll call?

Yes, I'll call.

Don't worry.

Well, it looks great.
But can you afford it?

You leave me no choice.
You blew out my buns.

Oh, now you make me feel awful.

Well, actually darling, I'm kidding.
I'm loaded.

Oh, fine. I've suddenly got
the most enormous appetite.

You don't think they'll get stale,
the buns?

Eat them in bed tonight.

I didn't tell you I've got tins and tins
of baked beans, tomato soup.

- Lots of other delicacies.
- Look, after you, Mr Dexter.

Oh, well, it's only money.

Yes?

Nikko, it's Prinny here. Can I come in?

I'm pretty busy.
Is it important?

- Yes, it is, rather.
Okay. Come up.

Thanks.

- Hello, Prinny. Come in.
- Hello, Nikko.

- How are things?
- Fine. And you?

Any improvement? Have a drink.

Oh, not too bad, you know. Not too bad.

One or two irons in the fire.

Oh, vodka, please.

Tonic?

Uh, yes, thanks. Yes.

What's the problem?

Why does there have to be a problem?

All right. So, it's a social call.

Or are you peddling financial advice?

How to make a fortune, et cetera.

You're getting warmer.

Go on. You're reaching me.

You do yourself proud. It's very nice.

We money plebeians
can always buy good taste.

Loan...

Like this?

It's very pretty.

- And?
- Oh, come on, Nikko.

I'm no thief and you're no fence.

Certainly, I'm no fence.

It's very pretty.

It isn't the sort of stuff
I usually go for, but...

- You're sure it's straight?
- I'm just doing somebody a favour.

Plus commission.

Well, we need the money.
Uh, ready cash, that is.

And, uh, well, I thought
you were the kind of chap

- that would have it to hand.
- I will give you a 100 for that.

- Oh, well, now, wait a minute.
- What's the matter? Not enough?

Well, no, it's not that.
It's just that...

Oh, come on.
You're hereto sell it, aren't you?

Well...

Guineas, then. £105.

100 for your friend and
a fiver for you to spiel with, okay?

- Okay, done. Cash?
- Sure.

Thank you.

And your five.

Well, another drinkie?

- For the road.
- Fine.

- Help yourself.
- Thanks.

So, this is the heart of
the Stalmar empire.

Yes, this is where it all goes on.

What about your house in Mill Hill,
have you still got that?

One's got to keep a place
to store the family.

You're lucky to catch me here.
I usually go there weekends.

Yes, well.

I must be going.

I'm very... What I mean is,
my client will be very grateful.

Everybody's happy.

Yeah. Well, thanks again, Nikko.

- And I'll be seeing you.
- I'm afraid so. Bye-bye.

Turn it off, darling.
You have had enough.

Can one have enough?

- Moderation in all things.
- Oh, that's priceless coming from you.

- Shall I make you a drink?
- Not just now, thanks.

- Who was it?
- Just a fellow.

Oh.

Close your eyes.

Now.

- What's the matter?
- Where did you get it?

- Don't you like it?
- I know it. It's Marion's.

About the only thing she's got
that's worth a damn.

I see.

She'd never sell it.
It's been in her family for ages.

- It was Prinny, wasn't it?
- Yes.

The little swine must have stolen it.

- You want to give it back to her?
- Mmm-hmm.

You are a darling. If only people knew.

She'll make it up to you. I'll help.

It's only money.
I will fix the prince one day.

Say you found it on the floor
or something.

You don't have to tell her
what a louse he is.

You know, I adore you.

- Do you?
- Mmm.

- Try 13.
- Why?

- It's about due.
- So is Christmas.

- Well, they're both certainties.
- Oh, we'll see, shall we?

Over here.

Lucky us.

Well, let's go and play
with the big boys, shall we?

Why not? What have we got to lose?

My shirt and your chemise, come on.

Fremantle, 2602.

Hello, Marion, it's me.

Hello, Angie.

Listen, has George phoned?

No. Should he have?

He's supposed to meet me at the bistro,
that's all. And he hasn't shown up.

I've been in all evening expecting
a call myself, he hasn't phoned.

Oh, well, there's plenty more trout
in the tank.

Yeah, they say.

Yup. Okay, well, have a good time.
Bye, darling.

All right. Thanks. Bye.

Easy come.

Well, you've changed my luck
and not before time.

- Cut.
- Cut.

Getting a bit thin?

- It's only money. Another 25.
Changer.

Well, thanks for the dinner.

Pleasure, madam.
You just cleaned me out, that's all.

Don't go in yet.

You bohemians are too much for me.

- Don't you ever sleep?
Sometimes.

I'm a country girl.
Early to bed, early to rise.

And what should we do tomorrow, eh?

I think I'd better not see you tomorrow.

- Why not?
- Well, I've got things to do for Monday.

You know last night when I said
I didn't want to sleep with you.

- Yes?
- Well, I do. Of course I do.

- Do you?
- Well, that's the silly thing, I mean...

You tell a girl you do and you're
very likely to get your face slapped,

you tell her don't and she thinks
you're a right Charlie.

I don't think you're a Charlie.

I mean surely every girl
wants you to want to,

even though she doesn't want to.

- At least that's what I think.
- Oh, I think you think too much.

Ring me tomorrow.

- At what time?
- I'll be in all day.

Good night.

Good night, Miss Feathers.

- Save my place for me.
- Sure thing. Don't run off now.

He's doing his dough.

- Have this one on me.
- Thank you.

- Nikko, can I see you for a minute?
- No.

You're going in a bit strong,
aren't you?

Double strong.

- Don't worry, I can cover it.
- I only hope you can, brother.

That's my 80 and a score
for you to punt with.

- Thanks.
- I'm choked.

I thought you'd sign them HRH.

- The prince of the ponces.
- Oh, no. Prince Charming at least.

For luck, lover.

How can I lose with you on my side?

- Okay, come on. Let's play.
- Right.

But no more kites.

Makes me nervous.

There you go. Got it again.

Come on, love. Let's go back to my gaff.

Do us all a favour, darling.

Drop dead.

Wakey, wakey!

Help. There's a man in my room.
Oh, Paddy, you are a darling.

Milk? Sugar? One lump or two?

Just a tinge of milk
and one lump of sugar.

One big one. I'm trying to give it up.

No big ones. You'll have two small ones
and put up with it. So fussy.

Give us a kiss for Christmas.

I should think so.
I don't know where you've been, do I?

Marion, may I come in?

- Who is it?
- it's me, Fred.

- Fred, who?
- Fred Banackaban, who do you think?

- Brought you some tea.
- All right.

- I brought an extra cup. I thought...
- No.

Oh, well, I'll just have to try
and make up for him then, won't I?

You can make up for him
any day of the week.

Well, I might as well have a cup.
It's a pity to waste it.

Oh, do that, Pad,
I could do with some company.

Why, love? Are you feeling a bit
down in the dumps?

A bit.

Always wonder why I came
to this lousy town.

You're the type.

You'd have come to London
if it had meant swimming The Wash.

But why, Pad? It's such a lonely place.

I don't know.

You know I nearly married a boy at home.
He was a nice kid.

He'd have done anything for me,
but I had to see life.

So, you've seen it.
Go back and marry him.

I can't. He got married already.
To a friend of mine.

They've got a baby now.

They tend to envy me,
the sweet life kid.

The other side of the fence.

Cheer up, love.

There's another fellow for you
kicking around some place. There is.

Oh, not a prince, but some young chap.

He'll wake up this morning,
shuffle about,

make a pot of tea, burn the toast,
all that bit,

and he's thinking to himself,

"Where the hell is she?
My girl, my wife.

"She must be around here somewhere. "

And there you are, idling in bed,

smoking a fag, when you should be up
cooking bacon, eggs, fried bread.

Come on, come on. Out of bed, you...

Get out of bed!

And now,
Easybeat features release dates...

Sal, where are you?

- I'm out here.
- What are you doing out there?

I'm meant to be doing my exercises.

- I brought you some tea.
- Oh, lovely.

What are you doing up so early?

I hate lying in bed. Once I'm awake,
I like to be up and doing.

Mmm. Me too.

Oh, that's enough of that.

Do you have to get up early
during the week?

No, but I do. You're gonna help me
with the Sunday lunch later on?

- Mmm, I'd love to.
- There's a good girl.

Anybody fancy a movie
or a game of cards?

I can't. I've got to get ready.

Nikko is going to take me
for driving lessons.

- Get her.
- All right, I'll play.

Deal me in, but I warn you
I'm a very bad loser.

Okay, that's him. I'm not nearly ready.

Tell him to come up. Perhaps we can
take him for a couple of bob.

It's not him. It's Keith for you, Sal.

- But I'm not seeing him today.
- Mmm, that's what you think.

Oh, hello.

Come on, we're off to the country.

I thought you said
you were going to phone me.

Decided to put in a personal appearance.
You need some fresh air.

But I'm not made up or anything.

He says you don't need make-up.
Says you look super.

Oh, he's lovely. Whose is he?

Mum's. I went home for lunch.
He... He says he loves you too.

Okay, give me five minutes.

Oh, hurry up. The sun will go in.

Do you mind if I run out on you?

Mmm-hmm. He's giving you
the full treatment.

Do you mind?

You're very cheeky.

Yeah?

Hello, Fred. All right?
What's the game?

"What's the game," Your Highness?
Postman's knock.

"Knock-knock. What's that?
A bouncing cheque. "

Oh, don't be silly, it's Sunday today.

The banks don't open
till Monday morning.

Monday morning, 10:00.

And the rumour is that
you haven't got a light.

You're as skint as a fourpenny rabbit.

You shouldn't go kiting around
like that, you naughty boy.

Listen, I can cover it.

Look, hang on, hang on.
I'm gonna see my mother.

And my mother's gonna...

- We've heard all that before.
- Let me finish.

And the form is you're gonna
get a little pressuring.

To make sure
your.. cheques... don't... bounce.

Bring the tools.

Difficult for me to convince you,
isn't it?

All things worth doing
are worth waiting for.

- Worth doing well.
- What?

Nothing.

I do fancy you.

Oh, I hate that expression.

Well, what are we gonna do, Sally?

Do you think you love me, Keith?

Well, it's all a bit new to me,

but it's certainly the first time
my chat's got me nowhere.

I wish I hadn't asked you that now.

Well, I wish I hadn't
answered you now then.

Now, give us a kiss
and say you're sorry.

I'm sorry?

Oh, I do love you, you know, Sally.
You know I do.

It's just that I don't believe it.

I could love you so much.

Please don't make it easy for me.

You must have had your own way
an awful lot.

Stay just like that, okay?

Now, I wanna take you just like that.
I saw some pictures once, you know.

It was of some birds
just after they'd made love.

Beautiful. It was something
in the eyes, you know.

Are you a good photographer?

I'm better at that than anything else.

Can you make a go of it on your own?

Well, it's all coming together now,

but getting the studio's the hard bit,
you know.

And most of the people you get
a chance to photograph are a bit square.

Am I a bit square?

Oh, no. You're all round and curvy.

Am I gonna see a lot more
of you then, eh?

Why not take the risk
of asking for a date?

What do you mean, "the risk"?

- Well, the risk of being turned down.
- Tuesday night, then?

- Um...
- No?

Yes.

Oh, blimey. The dog.
I'd forgotten all about him.

Keith.

Keith, he's here.

Keith?

At last I've got you in the woods,
my pretty.

- I'll tell...
- Quiet!

Poor Prinny was left hanging
like a side of beef.

Bloody fool. Obviously doesn't
know how to handle these fellas.

I remember one day at Brands Hatch,

these fellows had
a terrible tussle with me.

This chap came charging in and I...

There's a saying about old Prinny,
but there you are.

If people will go in at the deep end.

It's not the first time either.
Oh, well, see you, love.

Yeah, bye. See you.

I say, is there a party
tonight somewhere?

I don't think so.
Have you heard of anything?

Nothing I'd care for.
What a bore this weekend is.

I say, like another?

Yes, please. Whisky, Irish.

Your season ticket?

- I didn't know you lived in Bromley.
- Just a refuge.

I'd live in town, but there's nowhere
to park the old bus.

- I'll get a drink.
- Good.

A pint of bitter and a...

Miss, I say...

- Hello, Angie.
- Hi.

- Nice to see you.
- How are you?

- Hi Angie.
- Oh, hello.

Oh, look there's a party at my place
later on, you gonna come?

- Yes, great.
- Good.

But don't bring Mr Autosport
with you, eh?

- You're joking.
- Okay, see you, doll.

There we are. The old libido loosener
and a pint of best bitter for myself.

- Cheers.
- Cheers.

- Thanks.
- Thank you.

- So?
- So I couldn't find him.

Yes, but last night...

Last night I thought I could,
but I couldn't.

Prinny, it seemed when
you dashed off like that...

Look, I'll try again tonight.

There's someone else I've got to see,
somebody who's expected back.

Tonight? I suppose
you'll call me again tonight?

Look, I've just told you, I was up
till 2:00 looking for this chap.

Now don't go on at me, for God's sake.

Do you have the brooch on you?

Well, of course not.
I don't carry it around with me.

Back at my place.

- Quite safe then?
- Mmm. Tucked away.

Good.

Look, I've got enough...

We've got enough on our mind
without worrying about a bloody brooch.

Go on, eat your food.

- You fool.
- What?

You poor, silly, self-deluding fool.

- How...
- Dee returned it this morning.

- Yeah. Yeah, I should have...
- Yes, you should have.

But you were too greedy to see
more than one step ahead,

to see anything without beautiful money.

Listen, it would've been
all right if I'd won.

But I sold everything,
they bought in everything.

- Did you win?
- You know I was dead unlucky.

- You know I was £1300...
- Have you got anything left?

No, nothing.

You realise what you were doing,
don't you?

You were putting me on
that gambling table.

- And you lost. You lost me too.
- Come on, Marion.

Don't you know what you've done?

I loved you.
I'd have done anything for you.

Look, you don't know the trouble I'm in.
I'm in up to here.

- Listen, we can still...
- How? With this?

Why not? Look, I wouldn't...

You don't have to give it to me.
I won't even touch it.

- Listen, I can take it...
- Stop it!

I think it's bad enough not loving you
any more. Don't disgust me, please.

Why, after all this time?

Yes, after all this time.

Don't worry about the abortion.

I'm going to have the baby and
I won't need you or anyone like you.

What about me?

What am I going to do for the money?

Oh, my God.

- How much is it?
Eighteen shillings.

Nikko was having kittens.
I couldn't remember

which was the brake or the accelerator.

He thought his beautiful car
was going in the ditch.

Dee, what did he do then?

Oh, he grabbed the wheel for a change.

She can go to driving school.

Let her send them mad.

Oh, darling, don't say I sent you mad.
I thought I did quite well.

Nikko, what did I do with my ring?

Oh, darling, you can't have lost it.
It must be somewhere.

I never take it off except in the bath.

Oh, I know what I did with it.
I took it off to drive.

- Oh hello. How did the lesson go?
- Don't talk about it.

- Hello.
- How was the walk and where's the hound?

Oh, the walk was super and
we took the dog back to Keith's mother.

Oh, yes. The taking home bit now? Aha.

- Shall we dance?
- Mm-mm.

Give us that.

She'll catch her death
of cold like that.

No, she enjoys taking her clothes off.
It's her party piece.

Oh, I bet that's that old crone
from downstairs again.

I say, is this where
it's all happening, what?

- Oh, hello.
- Hello.

I say, you don't mind my crashing in
like this, do you?

I brought a sort of offering.
I brought half a bottle of gin.

Oh, well... Well, do come in, old sport.

- Thank you.
- I'll get you a beer.

Oh! Oh!

- Hello, darling.
- Hello, hello.

What are you doing here? I thought
you'd gone home to wash your hair.

Ah... This is Daisy. Have you met Daisy?

- Now, what's all the rush?
- I'm supposed to be fit.

- Good looking, athletic, sexy...
- I'm getting old, you know.

Come on, I've got
to get my beauty sleep.

Look, how about coming back to my place
and playing some records, eh?

I'm not coming back to your place

the night before I make my debut
as the model of the year.

To hell with modelling. I can get you
on the front of the glossies.

To hell with the glossies.

Oh, you're speaking
of the magazines I love.

- Goodnight, darling. Go straight home.
- Why don't you move out of here?

Who'd know if you moved into my flat?

If I moved from here,
Mother would be down on the first train.

As long as I'm living here with the
girls, I'm okay, But if I moved...

Mommy might get to know you mix
with shady characters.

- How will you explain the Mini Cooper?
- Say it's not mine.

- A chap in the Guards lent it to me.
- Well...

You won't have to cover
for me much longer,

I'm getting out of slum property.

I'm bored with it anyway.

When you go respectable,
are you're going to get a divorce

- and make me respectable, too?
- Sure.

You make it sound as if it's the most
important thing in the world.

Well, so it is to me.

Come on, you should realise
how incomplete you are.

On the contrary, I will never be
as complete again.

- "Will"?
- Now, no traps.

Would be.

All right, all right.

I'm coming.

- Marion, you've got to help me.
- Prinny, what do you...

There's nobody else...
There's nobody else I can go to.

These fellows are coming after me,

they're going to cut me up
in little pieces.

- Cut me up into pieces...
- Prinny, I don't know...

- Wait a minute.
- Listen, I don't...

Okay, I'll do anything you ask.
Anything.

I don't care what is going to happen.
We're through, we're finished.

- Do you understand?
- Please. Marion, please let me in.

- No, Prinny, I'm not letting you in.
- Let me in, you bitch.

Look, if I don't stop now,
how can I ever stop?

Hello, young lovers.

Just having a bit of a tiff, that's all.
Not to worry, eh?

Why do so many girls fall
for the completely, utterly wrong men?

- Men often do the same.
- Do they?

Sure.

Or we could just accept
the whole damn thing.

We could be happy, normal people
dunking babies in the font

left, right and centre.
But, of course, we won't.

It's too... It's too easy.

Look, I don't want to rush to the altar.
I want to try for a career...

Sally, I love you.
I know I'm a bloody fool

and I'm going to spoil everything,
but I must go to bed with you.

Look, why must we rush things?

I think I love you, but...

Sally, I promise you this not just
another affair for me.

When I met you, I knew you were the girl
I'd always dreamt of.

- I know it's corny, but it's true.
- I wonder.

- It's true!
- Well, then you must wait for me.

It's not as easy as that.

Sex is like a drug
and I can't kick it that easily.

Supposing you do go on
with your modelling course, we wait?

We wait. I go out of my mind,

the birds will be falling off the trees
and I'll jack it in. I know I will.

I'm like that, but I do love you.

Well, if you can't wait,
you'd better settle for the birds.

Now, Sally, wait.

Paddy.

Sally. Sally. Sally.

- No...
- Sally, what are you running away for?

Sally, what's the matter?

- You shouldn't have barged in like that.
- Look, I don't care.

- Sally, I wouldn't have...
- it's got nothing to do with me.

But it has, we're friends.

I don't want you to shut me out
just because...

I'm not shutting you out.
I don't want to talk now.

But you did want me for something,
you wanted to talk.

It's nothing.

Sally, we've got to have this out.

I don't want you looking at me
as if I was a...

Look, I won't. I won't, Paddy,
but not now.

In time.

Good night, Sally.

Good night.

You know, you're so like a girl
I once knew.

Before I came to London,
real girlfriend, steady.

We danced, went about.

I used to take her home.
Good night kiss, all that bit.

But she wanted more.

I couldn't. I just couldn't.

So we didn't see each other any more
and I came to London,

I met Ivor

and everything, sort of,
fell into place.

That's it really, in a nutshell.

I know, Paddy.

Sal, it's Keith, isn't it?

Mm-hm.

He thinks I'm an iceberg or something,
I don't know.

- I'm not used to the pace.
- You're not an iceberg.

He'll be back.
if he really cares, he'll be back.

Off to bed now,
you start your new life tomorrow.

I was going to be so good
and get lots of rest

and start tomorrow as fresh as a daisy.

So what are you waiting for? Bed.

Very good, kind sir.

Paddy.

Wish I had been your first girl.

Good night.

Oops.

My ring!

It's still in Nikko's car.

Get the picture?

It's plain enough.

We're here on behalf of, er,
of your tenants.

Don't tell me.

My little rent payers got you
to give me a talking to?

- I know this scene.
- You're just full of chat.

And you'll need some to get yourself
out this bit of bother.

I've been expecting you berks
for months.

Oh!

I've been in the game long enough.

- How much?
- You couldn't afford us.

Oh, I mean a lot.

You're all wishing
the others weren't here.

- So you could haggle it.
What's all the talk?

We've got him and he's not going
to lip his way out of it.

Well, come on then.
You got away last night.

But there are no Alsatian dogs
this time.

No knucklemen.

You're strictly on your own.

That's right.

- Lost him.
- Spread out.

We'll get him.

I've got him!

I just want one good look at you
because I'm going to remember you.

- How much?
Half a dollar please.

I'll give you 500 in cash.
Come back to my place.

No, we couldn't go bursting in
in your place at this time of night.

What would Mrs Stalmar say?

What are things like at your place?

Have you got light and heat or is
somebody putting the squeeze on you?

Pity about this.

Still, I expect you've got another one.

Good stuff. Handmade, eh?

Don't worry.
I've got hundreds like this.

You'll need 'em. We can keep going
for a long, long time.

Go and have a look out front.

Better get out of here.

Some girl's found the pump man.

I think she's called the cops.

Come on, lads.

I'll get us a cup of tea.
I won't be long.

Nurse.

Darling.

Dee,

- you are here.
- Of course.

Don't talk, darling. I'll get the nurse.

No, wait.

You do me more good than she will.

Oh, Nikko, I love you.

What are you?

Yours.

You're mad.

No, I'm not. I'll never leave you.

I don't care about anything any more.

What if I grew old

or go broke?

Never

if you want me to come and live
in your flat, I will.

I want to now.

Tonight, I knew
what losing you would mean.

I'll get the nurse.
She told me to if you woke.

You will be back?

- Of course.
- Okay.

Are you going?

He's got another visitor.

His wife.

- Milkman?
- Hello.

Can we have an extra
half a pint, please?

Yes, surely, my dear. Every day?

- Yes, please. We've got a new lodger.
- Right.

Hello, Sal. Off to school?

- That's right.
- Me, too.

'Morning, girls. Remember, Cobber,

the rain in Spain falls mainly
in the plain.

Oh Patrick. Do leave off.

- Have a good day, Paddy.
- You, too, Sally.

'Morning, girls.

- Hello.
- Hello.

Chauffeur service. Big deal.

- Bye.
- Bye.

Well, first day and all that.
I thought you might get lost.

- What happened to the birds?
- Huh? Birds?

Oh, the birds fly away in the winter,
too bloody cold here.

Get out of it.