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[EXPLOSIONS ON TV]

-TV PRESENTER: There is now a danger… -Oh, my God, it's on. Ritchie!

…that has become a threat to us all.

It is a deadly disease and there is no known cure.

-Is that the BBC? -Shh.

The virus can be passed during sexual intercourse

with an infected person.

Anyone can get it, man or woman.

So far, it's been confined to small groups

but it's spreading.

So, protect yourself.

My mother's watching this.

And read this leaflet when it arrives.

If you ignore AIDS, it could be the death of you.

So don't die of ignorance.

-All right! -All right.

-Oh, I love him. -If you're happy and you know it

-clap your hands. -[TV AUDIENCE CLAPS]

["SWEET DREAMS" BY THE EURYTHMICS PLAYING]

♪ Sweet dreams are made of this ♪

♪ Who am I to disagree? ♪

♪ I traveled the world and the seven seas ♪

♪ Everybody's looking for something ♪

♪ Some of them want to use you ♪

♪ Some of them want to get used by you ♪

♪ Some of them want to abuse you ♪

CONGREGATION: ♪ …gavest, Lord, is ended ♪

♪ The darkness falls at thy behest ♪

VICAR: And we will always remember Peter as a man of great enthusiasm

his love of languages.

He loved traveling, he loved good food

and let's not forget, he had a lifelong passion for cars.

He spent years restoring that old MG

and when it was done, he sold it.

He said, "I'm ready for the next project"

and that was him, always looking ahead

and that's a fine way to remember him

as a wonderful son

a fine brother to Ruth, and a loving uncle to Steven and Grace.

-Now, if you'd like to take… -And boyfriend to Nicholas.

[HUSHED MURMURS]

VICAR: I'm sorry but, uh, if we could just continue, thank you.

He was boyfriend to Nick Jacobs for six years.

You can't leave him out like he doesn't exist.

I'm really very sorry, but it's not the time or the place.

Oh, yes, it is!

Nick isn't even here because you banned him.

He loved your son, Mrs. Burrows.

-All the way to the end. -For God's sake.

-What's wrong with that? -Shame on you.

Shame on you! Can't you leave us alone for one day of our lives?

-We knew him. We knew who he really was! -[VICAR SHOUTS]

This is my mother!

-[OVERLAPPING SHOUTS] -Oh, my God.

WOMAN: You are all dirty, disgusting people!

I love this.

RITCHIE: I just think it's their son's funeral, for God's sake.

-Of all the days to have a go at them. -Don't be so pathetic, Ritchie.

No, his mother's devastated, be fair.

Do you know what she did, his mother, his lovely mom?

She chucked him out. Onto the street, changed the locks

put his stuff in bin bags and threw it away.

They took the dog, Ritchie. They took the fucking dog.

And there's just nothing we can do.

Nick's got no legal standing whatsoever.

He's not a widow, he's not an ex. He's just nothing.

-Look out. -MAN: You bastard!

Don't start a fight.

Oh, I'm the one doing everything wrong, am I?

We're going. Come on.

See you, boys.

-When's Curtis? -31st. He's being buried in Cowley.

About a two-hour drive, so I'll do maps for everyone.

And see you the 25th? Don't miss it. We need numbers.

I can't.

-Come on. We need everyone. -MAN: You bastards!

You know why I can't do that in public, I just can't.

-Why? What do you do? -MAN: You little buggers!

I'm an actor.

That's impressive.

You… you, you bastards!

-You bastards! -Thanks.

-Karl, come on, no. -You bastards!

KARL: Whoa, whoa. All right.

Stop it now.

CHRISTINE: Here they come.

-The kettle's on! -I thought you'd gone home.

You promised me.

-We delayed one more day. -She's been cooking.

Well, you've all been through such a terrible time, I wanted to do something.

I tried to make goulash. It's turned into more of a curry.

-Bathroom's mine. -How was it?

Awful. Absolutely awful.

Thanks, Mom. Don't go home. Stay for 16 weeks if you want.

You shouldn't be going to funerals at your age. Here's my girl.

Oh, God, me too. Look out!

[CHUCKLING]

If we had heterosexual boys dying in these numbers

the world would've stopped.

There'd be uproar. There'd be riots.

That's what we're doing on the 25th.

Direct action.

Like they did in America, out on the streets.

Oh, don't get yourself in trouble.

Princess Di gave a handshake. Can you just do something like that?

Do you know the worst thing about it, the absolute worst

it's that every single conversation has to go on and on about AIDS.

-Oh, I'm sorry. -Don't be so rude!

It's all we ever hear. I came to London when I was 18.

I thought, "Great, I can be gay."

-But then I just end up as this problem. -That's my fault. That's me.

I'm just saying, one night off.

Well, we have got news.

I didn't wanna say, 'cause you're only gonna worry but…

We think we can buy this place

get a mortgage on the Pink Palace, me and Ritchie.

-Can you afford it? -You see? I said you'd worry.

We asked Mr. Santini and he said he'd sell for 42,000.

£42,000? For a flat?

It's not bad for London, but my show's gonna keep running.

We've got bookings up to summer '89, so that's a guaranteed income.

And I'm earning enough, just about, it's not constant work

but I make about 7,000 a year.

Can you get a mortgage though?

Are you allowed one as a gay man?

Are you homosexual?

-No. -No… Have you ever had an HIV test?

-No. -No.

Have you ever shared a bed with another man?

No.

They never asked, so that's all done

and we'll get rent off these annoying lodgers.

We'll draw up proper contracts and all that stuff.

-We'll be ruthless. -Hm, my cruel landlord. I like it.

-[CHUCKLING] -♪ Au revoir ♪

-Here she is, Queen of the Nile. -Mm, enjoy your feast.

I shall not return until the morn.

Oh, don't forget the kitty. We need to stock up tomorrow.

My great delight, madame.

Please, avail yourself

of my "felicitudes."

Is that a word? It is now.

Bloody hell, you sure you got enough?

Look, whatever you're doing, give us a job.

-I don't think you'd like it, Dad. -Uh, hey, I work hard for this!

-You get hard for it. -Ugh!

Peasant scum. Farewell!

[LAUGHING] So, what does he do?

Question is, who does he do?

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Could I have a vodka…

ARTHUR: So, I said, if boroughs already have the capacity to opt out

-what's the problem? -You cannot assume any wisdom

on the part of these people, Arthur.

And that's the point. Let him finish.

The point is, with a system as ramshackle as the ILEA

no one knows what's what.

The word is an alliance.

I've been told an alliance between Tebbit and Heseltine

a pact made in hell.

Good God above, there is shaking in the heavens.

[CHUCKLING]

How on earth do they find any common ground?

Dark magic is abroad. That's all I can say, dark magic.

ARTHUR: So it's doomed. The ILEA is doomed.

Every London borough now becomes its own authority

and that means an influx of cash

waiting to be scooped up so you stay on top, Tim

and you could be quids in.

-TIM: Oh, cheers. -Chin-chin.

ARTHUR: Good health.

I think we've seen that suit five or six times now.

Get something new, hm?

You're gonna need something rather special for the 25th.

I'm busy that day.

Can I ask, don't be?

Why? What's happening?

-I'm not allowed to say. -Don't tell me then.

No, I'm… I'm not allowed to say as a matter of national security.

Just keep the day free, hm?

But more importantly…

I thought you could be Nanny tonight.

Can't I be Mellors?

I think Nanny's cross with me.

Okay.

Naughty boy.

I'm serious about the 25th.

Parents can come. We need as many people as we can get.

Okay.

Sleep well.

Love you.

-Bye. -Bye.

Bye.

Goodnight, Duchess.

I'll tidy up.

RITCHIE: I just need to know if you're HIV

and that's "if," okay? If.

Is there anything you can take to stop HIV becoming AIDS?

MAN [ON PHONE]: Have you been tested for HIV?

RITCHIE: No, but that's not the point.

-What about AZT? Can I buy that? -No.

I'm sorry, it's not for sale and it's not a cure.

But I'm trying everything.

They said eggs help the immune system.

They say flax seed, that's supposed to be good for you

and lecithin granules in melted butter, they say it fights HIV.

MAN: You should be tested.

And piss. Everyone says drinking your own piss makes you stronger.

Someone said there's this man

he had HIV and he was cured

he stopped AIDS by taking battery acid. Is that true?

MAN: Please don't try that.

Please don't try anything dangerous.

It's acid.

It could hurt you. It could kill you.

[MAN RETCHES]

You need to get yourself tested. Please listen to me.

Please get a test.

Are you there?

I mean, the problem is on the 25th

the committee's hosting an exhibition reaching out worldwide

so we've got displays from France and New Zealand and Portugal

but one thing we're really short of is colored faces.

-Well, here I am, massa. -Stop it.

We'd just, you know, have more balance if you were there

and there is something of a bonus.

I'm told that the exhibition will be visited by… the Lady.

-No way. -The timetable says

that Maggie's due to arrive at 11 a.m. on the dot.

And I've just gotta…

Be black?

You won't actually be meeting her, Roscoe.

You're just there to be visible, but this could do us both a bit of good.

I don't think Mrs. Thatcher's particularly aware of me

but given a slight nudge, all those contacts in France could pay off.

Visit to Paris would be nice. Would you like that?

-Just the two of us? -Yeah.

-No one would know you over there. -Good.

We could walk down the street.

I'd like that. Yeah. Merci.

Mm-hm.

And if you sign there.

And you sign there.

I think we're done. That's it. Congratulations.

-[SCREAMS] -["THE ONLY WAY IS UP" BY YAZZ PLAYING]

♪ The only way is up, baby ♪

♪ For you and me now ♪

♪ The only way is up ♪

Careful, that's mine!

Oh, and watch your jeans on the wall! Denim leaves a mark.

This is my property now. [LAUGHS]

So they said it could be six month's work

'cause this teacher's having a hip replacement

and I'm thinking, "Great, proper job"

and it's got 2,000 pupils and it is rough as hell, but that's okay.

Except I walk in, I report to the office

and I get shown around by Mr. Crane.

-And these are the pigeon holes. -[SCHOOL BELL RINGS]

The head likes a memo,

ASH: [IMITATING] "so check them every day, but not too often.

We know what you're like, you lot."

Fiddling with your holes.

-[GASPING] -No!

-He did not. -But how do they know?

All I did was walk in and said hello, best behavior

but they just know, read us, they can smell it.

[STAFF CHATTER, LAUGH]

And that's just the beginning, 'cause then he takes me into the library.

And he said, "I thought perfect job for you.

Make a start in here…

Removing inappropriate material.

Like what?

-[IMITATING MR CRANE] "Clause 28." -[GROANING]

"We have to remove any books or material

that might be promoting a homosexual lifestyle."

-JILL: Bloody hell! -You see, they're burning books.

-So what did you do? -No choice.

I could get sacked for saying one gay thing out loud in school, so I…

Did as I was told.

How's it going?

Great, fine, good.

And what did you find?

Nothing.

"What do you mean, nothing?"

I mean, nothing.

I found nothing. I checked Shakespeare, nothing.

You might get versions on the stage that get a bit fruity with men in togas

but you need to ban the director

not the book, 'cause in the whole of Shakespeare

there's not one man with a man, not one woman with a woman.

Dickens. Nothing.

He wrote about the rich and the poor and dwarves and saints and orphans and ghosts

not one homosexual, not anywhere.

Jane Austen did not write about lesbians.

-Sorry, Sal. -[LAUGHING]

I checked the history books.

So what if Julius Caesar and Aristotle and Alexander The Great

had the odd little fling with a catamite?

Not according to the school books, they didn't.

I looked at Asterix and Tintin.

I looked at Disney and sport and the Bible.

I looked at the Talmud and the Koran and the Guinness Book of Records.

I looked at all the vast halls of literature and culture and science

and art and there is not the slightest danger of any child ever being infected

'cause there's not one gay man or woman anywhere!

There is nothing.

There is nothing.

That's what you're protecting them from.

-Nothing. -[APPLAUDING, CHEERING]

But what did you really say?

There's a couple of Mary Renault's.

MAN: That is just appalling.

That's Margaret Thatcher. That's her law. You voted for her.

-I'm just gonna say… -Oh, here he goes.

No, but if you're gonna write a book about two gay fathers

-for five-year-olds, I think that's wrong! -[GROUP CLAMORS]

-You are terrible! -It's wrong, it's wrong, it's wrong.

-You old Tory. -[LAUGHING]

Hey, that's me.

-Hmm. -RITCHIE: [SIGHS] Nice party.

It was great.

Haven't done this in a while.

[CHUCKLING]

No?

[SIGHS]

-I'm tired. -Do you wanna try?

I'm okay.

Okay.

Can I stay?

I'm really knackered.

Okay. I can wait.

What does that mean?

You're not waiting for me, are you?

Don't know.

Might do.

Goodnight.

[DOOR SHUTS]

[ALARM WAILS]

-[LOUD RUMBLE] -AUTOMATED VOICE: Floor 2.

[LOUD RUMBLE]

All right! Surround the airlock! All weapons primed, settings to maximum.

AUTOMATED VOICE: Floor 1.

They're breaking through, sir! Ten seconds and counting.

Remember, if they get through, we lose the crystal

and if we lose that, it's the end of the world.

AUTOMATED VOICE: Hull 0.

DALEKS: Exterminate, exterminate!

RITCHIE: Open fire!

DALEKS: Exterminate, exterminate!

MAN: Okay, hold it there.

Okay, we can cut there. Thanks, everyone. Nicely done, but we're gonna go again.

Let's reset.

Ritchie, it'll take a little while so

we're just gonna pick up a close-up on you.

-Is that okay? -Yeah, sure, which bit?

Uh, "lose the crystal, lose the world," just stay there and thank you.

Okay, just stay on that spot. We need to make you look gorgeous.

That's a lot of work. [RITCHIE CHUCKLES]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

MAN: One second, boss!

-Ray! -Yeah?

We need to open up 15.

MAN: Great. Thank you…

Something wrong with your skin.

WOMAN: Martin Pascoe, please.

I've had a look and the result seems to be definite.

I'm sorry to say you've passed the threshold

into a diagnosis of AIDS.

Do you know what that means?

Yes, I do.

Okay, we've got quite a few ways of approaching this

and we're getting new information all the time.

-I think we can start… -That's all right.

I live in a house full of experts. It's all we talk about, all day long.

There's a program which can… I know, I know.

I know, okay, I really do know.

You're not telling me anything I don't know already.

Okay. Perhaps I can ask…

What is it that you know?

It's a death sentence.

I don't think you should be on your own at a time like this.

Have you got anyone?

At home?

Friends or family?

[SEABIRDS CRY]

Hello?

What are you doing here?

Bit early to get home from work. Are you skiving?

It's gonna be all about you now.

"Ritchie's home. Here we go." Great.

Oh…

Well!

Good God… Hello!

Oh.

Don't be so ridiculous.

That is a surprise. What are you doing home?

Hello.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

Something smells nice.

Come on. What's happened? What's wrong?

Nothing. I said.

There's a few people from school going out this weekend, so I said I'd come too

and I thought I'd cook the tea, which is nice of me.

I saw those steaks and I chopped them up. Is that okay?

Well, there's a difference between steak and casserole steak but never mind.

We'll have a very expensive stew.

It's nice to see you.

-And there's nothing wrong? -No.

Bloody hell.

Jesus Christ, what's this?

Could've warned me. What the hell are you doing home?

Oh, Mom phoned you and told you at work, so don't pretend.

What is it then? What's wrong?

How much is it gonna cost me?

Oh. Gary Blades at work, his daughter said she saw you in that Sunshine play.

Said you were very good.

Oh, that's nice.

She also said you were on stage for about ten minutes.

Do the people with bigger parts get paid more?

-Yeah. -There you are.

Get bigger parts.

And hurry up, I'm starving.

Ready!

DAD: Hold on a tick, let me finish this.

MOM: You can do this more often.

Lucy, come on! Your brother wants to poison you!

There's no escape!

-What, are you not eating? -No, I'm going out.

MOM: I thought we were having a meal.

There's some of us meeting up for a drink. I've gotta go. Sorry.

Sit down, have dinner with your mom, for God's sake.

No, I'm going down the Farmer's Arms. I said so.

No, you can stop, sit down, and have tea with us.

Your silly little friends can wait.

Stop racing off and give us 20 minutes for your mother's sake, okay?

Yeah, well, you can fuck off.

What did you just say?

Oh, that's very clever.

-Hey, come back here. -What have you done now?

Come back and say that to my face! I won't have that in this house!

-[GUITAR MUSIC PLAYS] -INDISTINCT CHATTER

WOMAN: What can I get you?

Pint of Burt's, thank you.

Hey! Nice to see you, Ritchie.

-Martin. Still here then. -How's things?

Oh, yeah, you know, not bad. And you?

Good to see you.

-And you. -Sorry, bit busy.

["IT'S A SIN" BY THE PET SHOP BOYS PLAYING]

-[MUSIC STOPS] -Do you hear about Donna Marie?

Oh, God, I did, yeah.

-Drugs. -I know.

You see, it's always the quiet girls like that.

They sit there in school doing their homework and behaving

and not having a drink or anything

and looking at the rest of us like we're maniacs

then they leave home and they haven't got a clue.

One drink and bang, they're off their heads.

It happens every time.

I always thought she was nice.

Oh, well, she is, she was.

I don't know, I haven't seen her for years.

-You're an actor, they said. -Yeah.

What sort of thing?

Oh, things.

I was on TV. I-I did an episode of One By One.

Nah, don't know it.

Keep going though, you know. Don't give up.

-WOMAN: Night, Martin. -Night.

-Nowhere to go? -Are you driving home?

Yeah.

We're still in that same house, up by the bridge. Can I have a lift?

Yeah, suppose.

That's great! Thank you.

But do you remember? Every single party, we'd end up going down the beach

all of us, every weekend.

We should do it now, for old time's sake, let's get some beer and go to the beach.

-I'm driving. -Oh, don't be so boring!

You can have one, just one beer.

Come on, stop at that offy on Brookdale that's open late. I'll pay.

Just this once. I never come home. Go on, Martin, please.

The thing I don't get is, how do you become an actor?

Like, do you have to learn plays, like, off by heart?

Do you have to learn Hamlet?

Well, only if you're in Hamlet.

So if someone playing Hamlet dropped dead tomorrow

could you then walk onto the stage and be him?

No, I haven't learned it already.

Well, so how do you know? What to learn?

It's not like that. You go to college to learn everything

'cause they teach you rhythm and speech and sword-fighting.

We did fencing.

-Oh, that's good. -They teach you that for stunts.

-Could you be a stuntman? -I could. Yeah.

-That's a great job. -[RITCHIE LAUGHS]

And you learn movement, how to carry yourself, you do dance.

[MARTIN SCOFFS] What, like ballet?

We did a bit of ballet, yeah.

Hold on, what? You… you did ballet in the tights?

No.

Are you a ballet dancer?

We just did the basics and anyway, I was good.

I can plié.

MARTIN: [LAUGHS] Oh, Jesus.

Anyway, you can talk, you did that school play in a pair of shorts.

No, I was being a rugby player, with no lines.

Only did that 'cause we got lessons off.

It wasn't ballet.

You looked good.

You looked amazing.

I kept thinking you looked sexy.

It's funny, I look back and I really fancied you.

Is that okay?

Yeah.

'Cause, you know…

I live in London now and I'm gay.

Is that all right?

It's not really a surprise.

-[LAUGHING] -Oh, my God.

I mean, look at you.

Did you always know?

Dunno.

Did you know in school?

Well, I never gave it much thought.

I mean, it… it doesn't bother me.

Just don't give me AIDS, that's all.

-[LAUGHING] -Of course.

But I fancied you so much, Martin.

And I fancied Carl Bowman and Ratty

and that boy Simon Reynolds in the year above

but you were the best.

I used to watch you all the time.

I used to think about you, night and day

all those years in school, going home every day and running upstairs

-and wanking about you. -Okay, that's enough.

-Literally thousands of wanks. -Really, that's enough.

Julie Renwick said she once went home with you in the lunchtime

and you had sex with her up against a fridge

and I thought about that a million times.

I still do.

I still think about it now. I still come thinking about it.

You can fucking stop, all right?

I'll drive you home.

I loved you.

I thought tonight, say hello

get you drunk, bring you down the beach

and suck you off.

I'm not gay.

You could just lie back and close your eyes.

I mean, don't you wanna come?

Everybody wants to come. Who doesn't wanna come?

If you could come right now, wouldn't you?

What the hell is wrong with you?

Nothing.

This is really off, you know that?

Yeah.

You… you didn't come all the way back to the island just for this, did you?

No.

Well, do you know what, maybe I did.

[SIGHS] God…

Are you all right?

Let's go home.

You can drop me off here, thanks.

Don't go up to the house, you'll wake them up.

They're in bed by ten.

Every single night.

Bed by ten.

That was weird.

Sorry.

You wanna be careful, Ritchie.

Saying all that stuff.

Anyone else would punch your face in.

I'd punch them back.

And you would.

Anyway, go home.

-I'll see you around. -Nah.

Bet you won't.

You're gonna be gone.

Any day now, you're gonna be too posh for us lot

and you won't come home anymore.

Be off…

Be in Hollywood.

Be James Bond

or Top Gun or Zorro.

[RITCHIE CHUCKLES]

Do you think?

Yeah, you'll be famous.

Do you know…

I would love that.

There's nothing I would love more.

But it's never gonna happen.

I'm never gonna do those things.

I could have done anything.

But I never will now.

I never will.

You might.

I'll never be anything.

Ever.

[SOBS]

Oh, God.

Sorry.

-What is it? What's wrong? -[RITCHIE SIGHS]

It really was nice to see you.

Look after yourself.

Yeah.

Bye.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

I'm just gonna say

it would mean the world to me if you came.

Sorry, I've got a date.

His Master's Voice.

You ever gonna tell us?

Who he is?

No sign of Ritchie boy.

Vanished.

But he was never gonna come.

Never mind.

Colin would have loved that suit.

Yeah.

It's for him, all of this, today.

Yeah. Well, I lived with Colin in this room.

I lived with him and I loved him

and I watched him get up and go to work and phone his mom and behave.

All his life, all he ever did was behave and what happens?

He died.

So I'm getting out of here, Jill.

You can wave your flags all you like, but I'm moving up.

PAUL: You sure about this, beanpole?

It's not gonna look good for a teacher if we get arrested.

I'll risk it.

Teaching kind of stinks these days, anyway.

-You really think we'll get arrested? -I hope so. That's the plan.

Pretty little Ritchie couldn't make it then.

Be fair. If he's seen as gay in public, he might never work again.

All aboard, come on!

JILL: Uh, how many of us in total?

Uh, they're coming from Reading and Salisbury.

We might make 50.

That's not bad.

There's 600,000 gay people in this city.

Where the fuck are they?

Roscoe Babatunde.

Thanks.

You can go through.

Roscoe.

-Excuse me, sir. -He's with me.

They put me on Jamaica but my dad's from Nigeria.

-It's the other side of the world. -She's early!

The Lady's early!

-Oh, uh, I need that. -What for?

This tie's a bit of a giveaway.

The Lady doesn't really go for Wykehamists.

She's a grammar school girl, you know?

Isn't Denis public school?

-Well, non-conformist. -Would she believe me, wearing this?

We have African princes, you know.

No. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!

Too soon.

She arrives. She has introductions.

Then the tea comes out.

Otherwise it looks as if it's been stewing.

Wait there. You don't stand around like a skivvy.

I swear, I have to do absolutely everything myself.

Oh, my God.

ARTHUR: Ah! Um…

Get in, in, in!

Out, thank you very much, don't stand there dawdling.

Go back to the hall. I'll give you a nod.

So, there. How do I look?

Good. Let me see.

[SIGHS] Perfect gentleman.

Oh, the last button of a waistcoat should always be left undone.

My friend Colin taught me that.

Hmm. [ARTHUR WINCES]

Oh, my God.

Have you got a hard-on?

-I am standing to attention. -You dirty dog.

Well, I can't help it. She does make things rather exciting.

-That's for her? -The Lady.

-You're hard for her? -It's quite a thrill.

She gives you a hard-on?

Roscoe, you're young, you don't understand the world yet.

I understand that you're gay.

Good God! I'm not gay.

Then what are you with me?

Well, every so often, one has to shove one's face in the shit

just so you can lift your head up and smell the sweet roses afterwards.

Hold on.

Ah! Oh, my…

We've waited long enough, we don't want it get cold.

Go on.

-Oh, sorry. -Excuse me.

Well, you should get into position. Fast as you can.

-What happens here? -Well, I wait here.

I get the nod.

I escort the Lady to discover all the wonderful things we've been doing

with telecommunications in Norway.

There, look.

It's exciting.

Yes.

Big day.

Extraordinary.

All down to you.

Isn't it just?

So, tell me, Mrs. Thatcher, does she drink tea or coffee?

ARTHUR: Coffee, uh, with a dash of milk.

Good, 'cause that's the one I pissed in.

I pissed in the coffee.

ARTHUR: [LAUGHS] No, you haven't.

I pissed in Mrs. Thatcher's coffee.

You're lying.

Black man's piss.

Hold, hold!

Ciao, darling! You were fun.

Hu… [STUTTERS]

Fast as we can.

You lot are late! Hurry up.

God, they will not stop yapping.

We made it.

Here we are! Make way.

Ready to bang the drum.

If the police register me as a homosexual

I shall be very proud.

-Hello, darling! -MAN: Let's go!

Never mind you, here's the star attraction.

-Come on, Eileen! -I won't be happy

till Parliament's in flames. Come here, my love.

Aw, when did you get in?

I'm staying with Lorraine. And here's the Sheik of Araby!

I brought sandwiches just in case.

-If you're finished chatting. -You made it!

For God's sake, our greatest danger now is a parking ticket.

Can we start?

Yes, about fucking time!

Come on, you filthy motherfuckers.

Pardon my French, Mr. and Mrs B.

Sorry, Eileen, but you've heard it all before. Mwah!

Well, don't just stare, are we doing this or what?

Where did you come from?

Oh, the pits of hell.

Now let's march!

[CHEERING]

-[CAR HORN BEEPS] -MAN: Oi!

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Get out the road!

What you doing? What the hell you doing?

Get out the way!

-[AIRHORN BLARES] -[CAR HORNS HONK]

[AIRHORN BLARES]

Oh, you're kidding me. What are you doing?

What the hell you doing?

KARL [ON LOUDSPEAKER]: These bodies represent the dead.

Inside this building, the Blazen Hensher pharmaceutical company

is profiting from HIV.

They have drugs which they withhold

and they have drugs which they double in price

because they see AIDS as a chance to profit.

We are dying and they profit.

-For every corpse on this street… -MAN: Oi!

…there are thousands more.

Get out the road! Get out the road, you fucking idiots!

-[CAR HORN HONKS] -JILL: We did it.

-MAN: Back up then! -We really did.

This is weird.

-[ASH LAUGHS] -The street looks funny from this angle.

MAN: Don't beep at me, mate! I'll come over there and give you a slap.

Can I have my job back?

You walked out on me, you miserable little git. Fuck off.

-Please can I have my job back? -No.

-Please can I have my job back? -No.

Please can I have my job back?

KARL [ON LOUDSPEAKER]: We want everyone to see what blame and hatred does.

-We represent the dead and the dying… -Oh, I missed you so much.

-…and the sick and their loved ones. -[POLICE SIREN WAILS]

We will not be moved! Call the police.

-We'd love it. -[AIRHORN BLARES]

Do what you want, we will not be moved.

This is a peaceful protest.

If you wanna arrest anyone, arrest the people in there.

They are guilty!

MAN: Move!

Don't touch 'em, mate. You don't wanna touch 'em.

-Bloody queers! -Leave those people alone!

[CROWD SHOUTS]

Leave them alone! You should be listening to 'em!

You benders…

-Filth! You dirty filth! -Shame on you, shame on you.

-[INDISTINCT SHOUTING] -MAN: Run 'em over!

Run 'em over. Go on!

WOMAN: Leave them alone!

Don't resist! Just go limp!

'Cause the heavier you are, the harder it is for them!

-ROSCOE: Leave them! -No, Roscoe, don't!

-[INDISTINCT SHOUTING] -Take 'em away, the bastards.

-Lock 'em up, lock 'em all up. -Fairies and dykes, go on.

Get rid of all of them! Go on!

Go on! Let 'em have it, go on!

-MAN: Bender! -Leave them alone!

You bender!

WOMAN: Oi, I said leave them alone!

WOMAN: Kill the queers!

-Kill 'em! -I'll run you over, darling.

-It won't be long. -MAN: Leave them alone!

MAN: Who's gonna miss you, you queer!

-[WHIMPERS] -Come on, miss, up you get.

-Come on, stop… -No!

-Get up. -[SCREAMS]

No, get off her, you can't do that!

[JILL SCREAMS]

That's my daughter! Get off!

-Jill! -Leave her alone!

MAN: Get off her!

Oi, leave her alone!

-[INDISTINCT SHOUTING] -Go on!

[RITCHIE SCREECHES]

[CHEERS]

Get off!

-Oh, my God, what did they do to you? -It's all right. I'm okay, I'm okay.

-Ritchie, I can't believe you came. -Just keep back, yeah?

-I can't believe it though. -Yeah, but don't, don't.

Come here.

No, you can't touch me 'cause I'm bleeding.

[ENGINE STARTS]

Do you mean…

[THUD ON CAR DOOR]

It's funny, 'cause I wanted to see you all to tell you.

I thought, "How am I gonna get them all in the one place?"

And here you are.

All my mates.

-Who are you? -Leanne.

-Hi, Leanne. -Hi.

But I wanted to tell you… and Leanne.

I've been wanting to tell you for a really, really long time

and I know I fucked things up 'cause I didn't know how to say it

but it's actually really, really simple, because I've got some news for you.

I've got news for you all.

I wanted you to be the first to know.

I'm gonna live.

["HEAVEN IS A PLACE ON EARTH" BY BELINDA CARLISLE PLAYING]

♪ Ooh, heaven is a place on earth ♪

♪ They say in heaven, love comes first ♪

♪ We'll make heaven a place on earth ♪

♪ Ooh, heaven is a place on earth ♪