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Evening News and Standard. | 0:01:58 | 0:02:01 | |
Evening News and Standard. | 0:02:01 | 0:02:03 | |
Early edition. | 0:02:03 | 0:02:05 | |
Evening News and Standard. All the runners and riders. Evening News and Standard. | 0:02:05 | 0:02:10 | |
OK, Phil. | 0:02:24 | 0:02:27 | |
Hello, Mum. | 0:02:45 | 0:02:47 | |
So you've done it again. | 0:02:47 | 0:02:50 | |
I've had a reply. From your grandfather's lawyer. | 0:02:50 | 0:02:54 | |
Oh, Mum! | 0:02:54 | 0:02:55 | |
You haven't written to Grandad to get me another job? | 0:02:56 | 0:03:00 | |
And why not? It's time he took responsibility for his grandson. | 0:03:00 | 0:03:05 | |
But Mum... | 0:03:06 | 0:03:07 | |
He's Prime Minister of Great Britain. | 0:03:08 | 0:03:11 | |
He can't do anything for me. | 0:03:12 | 0:03:14 | |
-Don't be silly. -Oh... | 0:03:14 | 0:03:17 | |
He gets me all the wrong jobs! | 0:03:19 | 0:03:22 | |
Banker. Accountant. | 0:03:22 | 0:03:24 | |
Stockbroker. I haven't been educated for that stuff. | 0:03:24 | 0:03:27 | |
You have an appointment at 10:30. | 0:03:27 | 0:03:30 | |
Come home and put on your best suit. You mustn't be late, whatever happens. | 0:03:31 | 0:03:36 | |
HE COUGHS POLITELY | 0:04:49 | 0:04:51 | |
They've been waiting an hour and ten minutes. | 0:04:54 | 0:04:57 | |
-I couldn't help it. -BOTH: -The traffic was terrible! | 0:04:57 | 0:05:01 | |
Ah...! | 0:05:01 | 0:05:03 | |
Hello? Norman Shields here. | 0:05:05 | 0:05:07 | |
Are you receiving me? Over. | 0:05:07 | 0:05:10 | |
Wait. Over. | 0:05:10 | 0:05:12 | |
As Attorney General, I have for many years beseeched you | 0:05:12 | 0:05:16 | |
to accept responsibility for your grandson. | 0:05:16 | 0:05:20 | |
Damnation, Mr Ballard. | 0:05:23 | 0:05:25 | |
You know...full well... | 0:05:25 | 0:05:28 | |
..that I cut my daughter off... without a penny... | 0:05:29 | 0:05:32 | |
when she married that...that... | 0:05:32 | 0:05:34 | |
that...that lout. | 0:05:34 | 0:05:36 | |
I know, I know. But he is still your grandson, Sir Wilfred. | 0:05:36 | 0:05:40 | |
-Times have changed. These are modern days. -Modern days...? Bah! | 0:05:40 | 0:05:45 | |
Give me...the good old days. | 0:05:45 | 0:05:48 | |
Now, when I was on the threshold of life... | 0:05:48 | 0:05:52 | |
Oh, dear. Not again. | 0:05:52 | 0:05:54 | |
It... It seems but yesterday... | 0:06:08 | 0:06:12 | |
..that I... | 0:06:13 | 0:06:15 | |
was an undergraduate... | 0:06:15 | 0:06:17 | |
at...erm... | 0:06:17 | 0:06:19 | |
Oxford. | 0:06:19 | 0:06:21 | |
And...a fine, upstanding... | 0:06:23 | 0:06:26 | |
young fellow... | 0:06:26 | 0:06:28 | |
I was, too. That year...I met Isabel. | 0:06:28 | 0:06:33 | |
I dreamt of the day when I could hold her in my arms. | 0:06:33 | 0:06:38 | |
But the fulfilment | 0:06:38 | 0:06:40 | |
of those dreams came as rather a surprise. | 0:06:40 | 0:06:44 | |
Oh, Wilfred, you're magnificent. | 0:06:44 | 0:06:47 | |
Such control. Such grace! | 0:06:47 | 0:06:49 | |
Oh, I say. Do you really think so? | 0:06:49 | 0:06:52 | |
Oh, absolutely. Such determination. | 0:06:52 | 0:06:55 | |
Such power! | 0:06:55 | 0:06:58 | |
Such strength. | 0:06:58 | 0:06:59 | |
Oh! | 0:07:03 | 0:07:05 | |
Wilfred, help! Help me! | 0:07:08 | 0:07:10 | |
Oh, it's all right, darling. It's only shallow here. | 0:07:30 | 0:07:34 | |
I'll save you. | 0:07:34 | 0:07:36 | |
Isabel! | 0:07:48 | 0:07:50 | |
Wilfred! | 0:07:50 | 0:07:53 | |
Oh, my darling Isabel. | 0:08:01 | 0:08:03 | |
I adore you. | 0:08:03 | 0:08:06 | |
Daddy! | 0:08:11 | 0:08:13 | |
And so...a marriage was arranged. | 0:08:13 | 0:08:17 | |
Events took their natural course and a daughter was born. | 0:08:17 | 0:08:21 | |
Little Emily grew up and blossomed into a true English rose. | 0:08:21 | 0:08:28 | |
But, alas, the beautiful rose became a thorn in my side. | 0:08:28 | 0:08:33 | |
Women staged...a demonstration... | 0:08:35 | 0:08:39 | |
demanding equality. | 0:08:39 | 0:08:41 | |
Emily...became...a suffragette. | 0:08:41 | 0:08:47 | |
And, chaining herself... to the railings... | 0:08:47 | 0:08:50 | |
of this historic...old building, | 0:08:50 | 0:08:54 | |
she actually shouted... | 0:08:54 | 0:08:56 | |
Votes for women! Votes for women! | 0:08:56 | 0:08:59 | |
We demand sex equality. | 0:08:59 | 0:09:01 | |
We want our rates. | 0:09:01 | 0:09:03 | |
THEY CHANT: We want votes. We want to be... | 0:09:03 | 0:09:06 | |
recognised by all as the head of the family. We want equality. | 0:09:06 | 0:09:10 | |
We demand our rights. | 0:09:10 | 0:09:12 | |
We love Emily because of the way she fights! | 0:09:12 | 0:09:15 | |
Chain me to the railings. Stab me, let me die. | 0:09:15 | 0:09:19 | |
Why can't women vote like men? Why? Why? Why? We want votes. We want to be... | 0:09:19 | 0:09:25 | |
recognised by all as the head of the family. | 0:09:25 | 0:09:28 | |
Why don't you leave off? | 0:09:28 | 0:09:30 | |
A woman's place is in the kitchen. | 0:09:30 | 0:09:33 | |
Let's have a bit of peace and quiet. | 0:09:33 | 0:09:35 | |
We want votes... 'Fate chose this precise moment | 0:09:35 | 0:09:39 | |
'to intervene. The rains came.' | 0:09:39 | 0:09:42 | |
Want to come down here? | 0:09:48 | 0:09:51 | |
Votes for women! | 0:09:51 | 0:09:53 | |
Votes for women! | 0:09:53 | 0:09:55 | |
Votes for... | 0:09:55 | 0:09:56 | |
RUMBLE OF THUNDER Help! | 0:09:56 | 0:09:58 | |
Help! | 0:09:58 | 0:10:00 | |
'Thus, the blue-blooded dignity of our family... | 0:10:43 | 0:10:48 | |
'was shattered.' | 0:10:48 | 0:10:51 | |
And so the wedding took place between my daughter Emily | 0:10:51 | 0:10:56 | |
and...and... | 0:10:56 | 0:10:58 | |
erm...erm...Bert Shields. | 0:10:58 | 0:11:02 | |
A...A... | 0:11:02 | 0:11:04 | |
A sewer man. | 0:11:04 | 0:11:06 | |
A union...blessed by the birth of a son. | 0:11:07 | 0:11:11 | |
My grandson...Norman. | 0:11:11 | 0:11:15 | |
HE CLEARS THROAT | 0:11:20 | 0:11:21 | |
Morning, Mr Ballard. | 0:11:27 | 0:11:29 | |
You were expecting me. | 0:11:29 | 0:11:31 | |
Yes. One hour and ten minutes ago. | 0:11:31 | 0:11:35 | |
This way. | 0:11:36 | 0:11:38 | |
Say hello. | 0:11:45 | 0:11:47 | |
Hello. Er... | 0:11:47 | 0:11:49 | |
Grandad. | 0:11:49 | 0:11:51 | |
Don't... Don't you call me Grandad. | 0:11:51 | 0:11:55 | |
Prime Minister, after all, he is your grandson. | 0:11:55 | 0:11:58 | |
And you can't blame me either. | 0:11:58 | 0:12:01 | |
Hold your tongue and sit down. | 0:12:01 | 0:12:03 | |
So, what kind of job are we going to get him this time, Ballard? | 0:12:10 | 0:12:14 | |
I've already got a job, hain't I? | 0:12:14 | 0:12:17 | |
Yesterday I stumbled on what may be a solution. | 0:12:17 | 0:12:20 | |
Major Bartlett, a Conservative, owns a newspaper. | 0:12:20 | 0:12:24 | |
Miss Thomson... | 0:12:26 | 0:12:28 | |
See...if you can find Major Bartlett in the House. | 0:12:28 | 0:12:32 | |
'He's already here, sir.' | 0:12:32 | 0:12:35 | |
I took the liberty. | 0:12:35 | 0:12:37 | |
Hmph. | 0:12:37 | 0:12:38 | |
Ah...um... | 0:12:40 | 0:12:42 | |
Journalism, eh? | 0:12:42 | 0:12:44 | |
That's what I'm doing already. | 0:12:44 | 0:12:47 | |
In a way. | 0:12:47 | 0:12:49 | |
In a way? | 0:12:49 | 0:12:51 | |
I sell newspapers outside Westminster tube station. | 0:12:51 | 0:12:54 | |
A news...A newsboy? | 0:12:54 | 0:12:57 | |
In...In Westminster? | 0:12:58 | 0:13:00 | |
You knew... You knew about this, Ballard? | 0:13:06 | 0:13:09 | |
Yes. That's why I thought a change might be a good idea. | 0:13:09 | 0:13:13 | |
Show...Major... | 0:13:13 | 0:13:16 | |
Show Major...erm... | 0:13:16 | 0:13:18 | |
in. | 0:13:18 | 0:13:19 | |
Major...erm... | 0:13:26 | 0:13:28 | |
Bart... | 0:13:28 | 0:13:30 | |
Bartlett, sir. Major Bartlett. You've considered my application? | 0:13:31 | 0:13:36 | |
The junior ministerial vacancy. | 0:13:36 | 0:13:38 | |
Yes... Junior Minister... | 0:13:38 | 0:13:42 | |
I beg your pardon. I don't think I've had the pleasure. | 0:13:42 | 0:13:46 | |
You remind me of someone. | 0:13:46 | 0:13:47 | |
My grandson... Shields. | 0:13:47 | 0:13:51 | |
Delighted to meet you. | 0:13:51 | 0:13:53 | |
-Are you up for the post? -No, I'm only a... -..Newspaper man. | 0:13:55 | 0:13:59 | |
Well, what a coincidence. So am I. | 0:13:59 | 0:14:01 | |
Major Bartlett owns the Tinmouth Times in his constituency. | 0:14:01 | 0:14:06 | |
A town in the West Country. Over 200 miles away. | 0:14:06 | 0:14:09 | |
200 miles? | 0:14:09 | 0:14:11 | |
That's a nice, long way. | 0:14:12 | 0:14:14 | |
My grandson was just telling me... | 0:14:15 | 0:14:17 | |
how much he would like to work on a provincial newspaper. | 0:14:17 | 0:14:22 | |
-I say, Prime Minister, I have a splendid idea. -Good! That's settled, then. | 0:14:25 | 0:14:30 | |
He starts tomorrow. Thanks, Major. I won't take more of your time. | 0:14:30 | 0:14:35 | |
The junior ministerial vacancy - | 0:14:35 | 0:14:37 | |
-could I have a decision? -Don't worry. | 0:14:37 | 0:14:40 | |
I've got your name well in mind. | 0:14:40 | 0:14:42 | |
You sort out the travel arrangements. | 0:14:46 | 0:14:48 | |
A one-way ticket to Tinmouth. | 0:14:51 | 0:14:54 | |
It's already done, Prime Minister. | 0:14:54 | 0:14:56 | |
Ballard... 200 miles! | 0:14:57 | 0:15:00 | |
200 miles! Ballard... | 0:15:02 | 0:15:05 | |
Oh, thank you, Ballard. | 0:15:09 | 0:15:11 | |
Now, sir. We're wanted in the House. | 0:15:11 | 0:15:14 | |
Miss Thomson will take care of you, Mr Shields. | 0:15:14 | 0:15:17 | |
Goodbye. | 0:15:19 | 0:15:20 | |
200 miles! | 0:15:21 | 0:15:23 | |
Ballard. Ballard! | 0:15:23 | 0:15:25 | |
CRASH | 0:15:25 | 0:15:27 | |
Tinmouth! Tinmouth! | 0:15:32 | 0:15:34 | |
Tinmouth! > | 0:15:34 | 0:15:36 | |
GUARD BLOWS WHISTLE | 0:15:53 | 0:15:54 | |
< Young man! | 0:15:59 | 0:16:01 | |
Young man! My bag! You've got my bag! | 0:16:01 | 0:16:04 | |
THIS is yours. | 0:16:04 | 0:16:06 | |
Please! Give me my bag! | 0:16:10 | 0:16:14 | |
GROWS DISTANT: Give me my bag! > | 0:16:14 | 0:16:16 | |
You've got yours! Give me my... > | 0:16:16 | 0:16:19 | |
bag! | 0:16:19 | 0:16:20 | |
Look after that. I'll be back. | 0:16:23 | 0:16:26 | |
You got back, then? | 0:16:58 | 0:17:00 | |
-She got her bag, though. That lady. -Oh, yeah? Where? | 0:17:00 | 0:17:03 | |
Penzance. | 0:17:03 | 0:17:05 | |
Can I have mine, please? | 0:17:05 | 0:17:07 | |
Here. | 0:17:07 | 0:17:10 | |
Thank you. | 0:17:10 | 0:17:12 | |
Not bad. | 0:18:11 | 0:18:13 | |
Not at all bad. | 0:18:13 | 0:18:15 | |
Ah, Shields! | 0:18:16 | 0:18:18 | |
Bartlett. | 0:18:18 | 0:18:20 | |
You were due here at nine o'clock. | 0:18:20 | 0:18:22 | |
I suppose the first morning... A bit of a rush, I expect. | 0:18:22 | 0:18:26 | |
I dare say you'd like to meet your colleagues. | 0:18:26 | 0:18:30 | |
This is Mr Norman Shields, our new reporter. | 0:18:31 | 0:18:35 | |
Mr Ross, the editor. | 0:18:35 | 0:18:37 | |
Miss Lampton. | 0:18:40 | 0:18:42 | |
I hope you'll be very happy with us. | 0:18:42 | 0:18:45 | |
All right. Come with me. | 0:18:48 | 0:18:50 | |
I expect from my staff the capacity for work and punctuality. | 0:19:12 | 0:19:17 | |
I regret to note you lack the last. Understand? | 0:19:17 | 0:19:20 | |
Right, chief. | 0:19:20 | 0:19:22 | |
You do shorthand, of course? | 0:19:22 | 0:19:24 | |
Afraid not. | 0:19:24 | 0:19:26 | |
You type? | 0:19:26 | 0:19:28 | |
Shields, do you think you could cover this? | 0:19:31 | 0:19:35 | |
Right, chief. What is it? | 0:19:35 | 0:19:37 | |
-A jumble sale. -Jumble sale! | 0:19:37 | 0:19:39 | |
"To be opened by the mayor Alderman Corcoran..." | 0:19:44 | 0:19:47 | |
Mr Shields, I've read it. | 0:19:47 | 0:19:50 | |
Right. | 0:19:50 | 0:19:52 | |
Now, here is a map. | 0:19:52 | 0:19:54 | |
You will find the Congregational Hall on this map. | 0:20:07 | 0:20:11 | |
-Right, chief. -Don't call me chief all the time. | 0:20:11 | 0:20:15 | |
Notebook? | 0:20:17 | 0:20:19 | |
Pencil? | 0:20:32 | 0:20:33 | |
Yellow. | 0:21:21 | 0:21:23 | |
Got a bicycle? | 0:21:28 | 0:21:30 | |
You'll have to buy one. | 0:21:50 | 0:21:52 | |
In the meantime, borrow one from Pearson. | 0:21:52 | 0:21:55 | |
Right, chief. | 0:21:55 | 0:21:57 | |
-I'm looking for the Congregational Hall. -That was it there. | 0:22:29 | 0:22:34 | |
Fred. | 0:22:38 | 0:22:39 | |
Hydrant. And I had this all... | 0:22:45 | 0:22:49 | |
Miss? | 0:22:52 | 0:22:54 | |
Miss? Miss? Miss, miss, miss, miss, miss? | 0:22:54 | 0:22:56 | |
Tinmouth Times. | 0:22:56 | 0:22:59 | |
Make way for the press. | 0:22:59 | 0:23:01 | |
Excuse me. | 0:23:03 | 0:23:05 | |
Are you the mayor? | 0:23:06 | 0:23:08 | |
I've erm... I've been sent to cover the jumble sale. | 0:23:10 | 0:23:14 | |
-Press, you know. -It's been postponed. | 0:23:14 | 0:23:17 | |
Ah. | 0:23:17 | 0:23:19 | |
Post...poned. | 0:23:19 | 0:23:21 | |
-Because of the fire? -Talk to this gentleman. He is responsible. | 0:23:21 | 0:23:25 | |
What, for the fire? Ooh, hoo! | 0:23:25 | 0:23:27 | |
No, no, for the jumble sale. | 0:23:27 | 0:23:29 | |
Oh, I beg your pardon. | 0:23:29 | 0:23:31 | |
I seem to have come too late. | 0:23:31 | 0:23:33 | |
You can't be too late. I told you, it's been postponed. | 0:23:33 | 0:23:37 | |
Yeah, well, thanks very much. | 0:23:39 | 0:23:41 | |
Have you seen a bike? | 0:23:53 | 0:23:55 | |
Oi! My bike! | 0:24:05 | 0:24:07 | |
That's mine! You thieving...! | 0:24:08 | 0:24:10 | |
-Here. Hey... This isn't the stop. Not right. Unfair to the others. -That man! | 0:24:15 | 0:24:21 | |
-He's pinched my bike! -Has he, now? That's not right. No. No. | 0:24:21 | 0:24:26 | |
Faster. Faster. | 0:24:26 | 0:24:28 | |
Faster! | 0:24:28 | 0:24:30 | |
Follow that bike! | 0:24:30 | 0:24:31 | |
-Tell him to go faster. -Go faster. -Put your foot down. Watch! | 0:24:33 | 0:24:37 | |
That's my bike he's on! | 0:24:40 | 0:24:42 | |
Never mind the queue. We'll call for them on the way back. Shall I tell them? | 0:24:44 | 0:24:49 | |
BELL RINGS | 0:24:52 | 0:24:53 | |
Hang on. Won't be long. | 0:24:55 | 0:24:58 | |
I told them we won't be long. | 0:25:01 | 0:25:03 | |
It's very kind of you, tubby. | 0:25:03 | 0:25:06 | |
-Don't let him gain on us, tubby. -Don't let him gain on us. | 0:25:15 | 0:25:19 | |
Get a move on. He's got a bike, YOU'VE got a bloomin' bus! | 0:25:21 | 0:25:25 | |
TYRES SCREECH | 0:25:25 | 0:25:27 | |
Either hurry up and catch him or go the other way, will you? | 0:25:32 | 0:25:36 | |
You're closing on him. That's it. | 0:25:54 | 0:25:56 | |
Go on. You're dropping behind now. | 0:25:56 | 0:25:59 | |
Good boy. Ha ha ha! | 0:26:04 | 0:26:07 | |
He's got my bike and I'm determined to have him! | 0:26:07 | 0:26:11 | |
HORN BLARES | 0:26:12 | 0:26:14 | |
CRASH | 0:26:14 | 0:26:15 | |
You've let him get away! Keep going and we'll head him off. | 0:26:26 | 0:26:31 | |
He's behind. I told you. We got him! | 0:26:44 | 0:26:47 | |
It's no use. We got you. You can't beat a bus. Slow down. I'll get him. | 0:26:47 | 0:26:52 | |
Slow down! | 0:26:52 | 0:26:53 | |
He's gone right. Take the next turning. | 0:27:04 | 0:27:07 | |
Turn right. | 0:27:07 | 0:27:09 | |
Excuse me. I say... | 0:27:49 | 0:27:51 | |
I... I'm really most awfully sorry, | 0:27:51 | 0:27:53 | |
but that wasn't my bike after all. | 0:27:53 | 0:27:56 | |
Can I help you? | 0:28:42 | 0:28:44 | |
Oh, thank you very much. | 0:28:44 | 0:28:46 | |
-You ARE going in here, aren't you? -Yes, I am. Thank you. | 0:28:46 | 0:28:50 | |
Thank you very much. | 0:28:59 | 0:29:01 | |
Young man, this isn't my... | 0:29:01 | 0:29:03 | |
You again! | 0:29:05 | 0:29:07 | |
Well! If it isn't our new ace reporter. | 0:29:42 | 0:29:46 | |
A funny thing happened on the way to the jumble today. | 0:29:46 | 0:29:50 | |
Come on. Cheer up. Have a drink. | 0:29:51 | 0:29:54 | |
I don't really erm... | 0:29:54 | 0:29:56 | |
Oh, come on. Be a devil. You're a reporter now. | 0:29:56 | 0:30:00 | |
Eddie? | 0:30:01 | 0:30:02 | |
Same again, Miss Lampton? | 0:30:03 | 0:30:05 | |
Yes, but make it two. | 0:30:05 | 0:30:07 | |
Well... | 0:30:22 | 0:30:24 | |
Good reporting. | 0:30:24 | 0:30:26 | |
Quite nice. | 0:30:35 | 0:30:37 | |
NORMAN GURGLES | 0:30:47 | 0:30:49 | |
It's not bad. | 0:31:00 | 0:31:02 | |
I think I'll have some of this. Same again... | 0:31:03 | 0:31:07 | |
Eddie. | 0:31:07 | 0:31:09 | |
I'm so glad I met you tonight. | 0:31:35 | 0:31:37 | |
I can't tell you how glad. | 0:31:38 | 0:31:41 | |
Well, I've got quite an evening ahead of me. | 0:31:42 | 0:31:45 | |
I have to cover the council meeting. | 0:31:45 | 0:31:48 | |
Do you think I could come? | 0:31:48 | 0:31:50 | |
I've never been to... never been to a council meeting. | 0:31:50 | 0:31:54 | |
Well, you must be mad but, if you want to, you're welcome. | 0:31:54 | 0:31:59 | |
Marvellous. Really? | 0:31:59 | 0:32:01 | |
See you. | 0:32:03 | 0:32:05 | |
Ah-ah. | 0:32:06 | 0:32:08 | |
That's where the lady mayor, Alderman Mrs Corcoran, sits. | 0:33:20 | 0:33:24 | |
Labour, of course. | 0:33:24 | 0:33:26 | |
Up there? | 0:33:26 | 0:33:27 | |
Doesn't she get dizzy? | 0:33:29 | 0:33:31 | |
The lady mayor is always dizzy. | 0:33:31 | 0:33:33 | |
So are her council. | 0:33:34 | 0:33:36 | |
I heard what you said. | 0:33:36 | 0:33:38 | |
Let me inform you, sir, | 0:33:38 | 0:33:40 | |
the lady's remarks refer to the Labour members, | 0:33:40 | 0:33:43 | |
not to us Conservatives. | 0:33:43 | 0:33:45 | |
Well, bully for you, Councillor. | 0:33:45 | 0:33:47 | |
Ah, there's the mayor's husband. | 0:33:49 | 0:33:51 | |
-Conservative? -No. Labour. | 0:33:55 | 0:33:58 | |
Alderman Corcoran. The agenda - I have something to say. | 0:33:58 | 0:34:02 | |
-Keep your ears open and you'll hear what -I -have to say. | 0:34:02 | 0:34:05 | |
Conservatives are on the right. Labour are on the left. | 0:34:06 | 0:34:10 | |
Labour have the majority. | 0:34:10 | 0:34:12 | |
HE HICCUPS VIOLENTLY | 0:34:43 | 0:34:46 | |
Hic! | 0:34:46 | 0:34:47 | |
Hic! | 0:34:58 | 0:34:59 | |
Hic! | 0:35:01 | 0:35:02 | |
Hic! | 0:35:02 | 0:35:04 | |
Hic! | 0:35:04 | 0:35:06 | |
Sh! | 0:35:09 | 0:35:10 | |
Hic! | 0:35:23 | 0:35:24 | |
..a glass of water? | 0:35:24 | 0:35:26 | |
Hic! | 0:35:28 | 0:35:30 | |
Hic! | 0:35:33 | 0:35:34 | |
Hic! | 0:35:36 | 0:35:38 | |
Hic! | 0:35:41 | 0:35:43 | |
Hic! | 0:36:03 | 0:36:05 | |
Hic! | 0:36:07 | 0:36:08 | |
Psst! | 0:36:21 | 0:36:23 | |
Hic! | 0:36:31 | 0:36:32 | |
Hello, gorgeous. | 0:36:51 | 0:36:53 | |
It's a bit crowded in here tonight. | 0:36:55 | 0:36:57 | |
Harry Marshall, the County Chronicle. Norman Shields, The Times. | 0:36:57 | 0:37:02 | |
Herewith convenes... CONTINUES IN UNINTELLIGIBLE LEGALESE | 0:37:04 | 0:37:10 | |
CONTINUES SPEAKING NONSENSE | 0:37:14 | 0:37:19 | |
That's the town clerk Mr Nottage. A bore, but he's all right. | 0:37:23 | 0:37:27 | |
Hold the fort for me. I'll be back for the speeches. | 0:37:31 | 0:37:35 | |
Now I call upon Hawdrobe Corved. | 0:37:57 | 0:38:00 | |
As chairman of the housing committee, I say without fear of contradiction | 0:38:02 | 0:38:08 | |
our housing record is second to none. | 0:38:08 | 0:38:11 | |
I speak for us all on this side of the chamber... | 0:38:11 | 0:38:15 | |
The speeches are on! | 0:38:27 | 0:38:29 | |
We have opposition, | 0:38:34 | 0:38:36 | |
-particularly from certain members... -She's on... -..on the other side of the chamber. | 0:38:36 | 0:38:42 | |
-And impediments... -She's on the... | 0:38:42 | 0:38:45 | |
..with the single-minded determination we have displayed | 0:38:45 | 0:38:49 | |
in all our undertakings for this town. | 0:38:49 | 0:38:52 | |
She's on the phone. | 0:38:52 | 0:38:54 | |
Her boyfriend, I suppose. | 0:38:54 | 0:38:57 | |
Boyfriend? | 0:38:58 | 0:39:00 | |
Major Bartlett. | 0:39:00 | 0:39:02 | |
The major? | 0:39:03 | 0:39:05 | |
He owns the newspaper. | 0:39:05 | 0:39:07 | |
He's a member of parliament. She knows what she's doing. | 0:39:07 | 0:39:11 | |
During our term of office, we have built 1,000 houses. | 0:39:11 | 0:39:16 | |
-I don't believe it! -Sh! | 0:39:16 | 0:39:18 | |
So Councillor Edge doesn't believe it? | 0:39:21 | 0:39:24 | |
Councillor flaming Edge has the nerve to call me a liar to my face! | 0:39:24 | 0:39:29 | |
-I shall ask Councillor flaming Edge to apologise! -Point of order! | 0:39:29 | 0:39:34 | |
- Sit down! - He'll feel the back of my hand if he's not careful! | 0:39:34 | 0:39:38 | |
-Point of order! -Mr Mayor, I protest. | 0:39:38 | 0:39:42 | |
- Vulgar exhibitionism! - Don't you tell me... | 0:39:42 | 0:39:45 | |
PANDEMONIUM | 0:39:45 | 0:39:47 | |
You're the cause of this! | 0:39:55 | 0:39:57 | |
You're the... | 0:39:57 | 0:39:59 | |
-I've got to explain! Mrs Mayor! -Shut up! | 0:40:00 | 0:40:04 | |
Order, please! | 0:40:09 | 0:40:11 | |
Oh, dear. | 0:40:11 | 0:40:13 | |
Hey, why don't you shut up! | 0:40:16 | 0:40:18 | |
HE SPEAKS NONSENSE | 0:40:18 | 0:40:22 | |
I have been insulted by a man unfit to clean my shoes! | 0:40:22 | 0:40:26 | |
-It wasn't me! It was that idiot reporter. -It was nothing of the kind. | 0:40:26 | 0:40:30 | |
-Trying to wriggle out of it? You yellow belly! -Order! | 0:40:30 | 0:40:34 | |
Mr Nottage, do something, please! | 0:40:34 | 0:40:36 | |
MAKES INCOMPREHENSIBLE ANNOUNCEMENT | 0:40:36 | 0:40:38 | |
Mrs Thingummy! | 0:40:44 | 0:40:46 | |
Ladies and gentlemen! | 0:40:47 | 0:40:49 | |
Mr Mayspell, kindly remove this man. | 0:40:49 | 0:40:51 | |
Order. Order, please! | 0:41:00 | 0:41:02 | |
Starting a fight like this is absolutely disgraceful! | 0:41:14 | 0:41:18 | |
I've been stabbed! | 0:41:21 | 0:41:23 | |
You murderer! Traitor! | 0:41:23 | 0:41:25 | |
Rabble! Housewife! | 0:41:25 | 0:41:28 | |
You Tory butcher! | 0:41:29 | 0:41:32 | |
I'm dying. Meeting adjourned. | 0:41:32 | 0:41:35 | |
-Meeting adjourned. Meeting adjourned. -Oh, boy, what a story! | 0:41:35 | 0:41:41 | |
That is the last of the coffee. | 0:42:02 | 0:42:04 | |
No, no. I don't want any more coffee. | 0:42:04 | 0:42:08 | |
-I've had about a gallon already. -Come on. | 0:42:08 | 0:42:11 | |
Now, what happened? | 0:42:13 | 0:42:15 | |
Oh... Ah... | 0:42:15 | 0:42:17 | |
Alderman Corcoran said... | 0:42:17 | 0:42:19 | |
..He said he was going to clump Councillor Edge | 0:42:20 | 0:42:23 | |
round the ear hole. | 0:42:23 | 0:42:25 | |
Well, go on. | 0:42:25 | 0:42:28 | |
SPEAKS UNINTELLIGIBLY | 0:42:28 | 0:42:30 | |
-# Susanna's a wonderful soul. # -HE BLOWS RASPBERRY | 0:42:30 | 0:42:33 | |
HE CONTINUES BABBLING | 0:42:33 | 0:42:38 | |
Look. Have some more coffee, please. | 0:42:38 | 0:42:40 | |
No. | 0:42:40 | 0:42:42 | |
UPTEMPO JAZZ ON RADIO | 0:42:47 | 0:42:49 | |
Now... | 0:43:08 | 0:43:10 | |
Please...go on with the story. | 0:43:10 | 0:43:13 | |
A lady hit a man | 0:43:14 | 0:43:16 | |
on top of the head. | 0:43:16 | 0:43:18 | |
Who hit who on top of the head? | 0:43:18 | 0:43:20 | |
You silly, little man. | 0:43:20 | 0:43:23 | |
A lady hit a man on top of the head. | 0:43:23 | 0:43:26 | |
Oooh... | 0:43:26 | 0:43:28 | |
Who hit who...? | 0:43:28 | 0:43:30 | |
I don't know. | 0:43:31 | 0:43:33 | |
-Try and think. -The meeting was adjourned. | 0:43:33 | 0:43:36 | |
-And that's all. -Take it off. I'll sponge it. | 0:43:36 | 0:43:40 | |
PHONE RINGS | 0:43:40 | 0:43:42 | |
-Hello? -Hello, poppet. I've changed my mind. I'm on my way over. | 0:43:44 | 0:43:49 | |
While we were talking, there was a riot at the meeting. | 0:43:49 | 0:43:53 | |
I see. | 0:43:54 | 0:43:56 | |
He had a couple of drinks | 0:43:56 | 0:43:58 | |
and I had to get the story somehow. | 0:43:58 | 0:44:00 | |
Eleanor... Could we twist the angle a bit? | 0:44:00 | 0:44:04 | |
Arrange it to suit ourselves? | 0:44:04 | 0:44:06 | |
Give it an anti-Labour slant? | 0:44:06 | 0:44:09 | |
It'll be Shields's article. | 0:44:10 | 0:44:12 | |
Try to get rid of him. See you later. Bye. | 0:44:12 | 0:44:16 | |
Bye. | 0:44:16 | 0:44:19 | |
Do you know where I could get a bed, please? | 0:44:56 | 0:44:59 | |
Not at this time of night. | 0:45:03 | 0:45:05 | |
I was just wondering, you know, | 0:45:05 | 0:45:08 | |
perhaps you could fix me up at your place... | 0:45:08 | 0:45:11 | |
The police station? | 0:45:11 | 0:45:13 | |
-Mm. -Haven't done anything wrong, have you? | 0:45:13 | 0:45:16 | |
Who, me? No. No. | 0:45:16 | 0:45:18 | |
Then, keep moving. | 0:45:18 | 0:45:20 | |
What, all night? | 0:45:20 | 0:45:22 | |
He did what? | 0:46:10 | 0:46:12 | |
No, Lady Mayor. | 0:46:12 | 0:46:15 | |
Yes, Lady Mayor. | 0:46:15 | 0:46:17 | |
I see, Lady Mayor. | 0:46:18 | 0:46:20 | |
Goodbye. | 0:46:20 | 0:46:22 | |
Apparently, we've distorted all the facts. | 0:46:22 | 0:46:26 | |
According to her, Shields started it all. | 0:46:26 | 0:46:29 | |
Oh, no. | 0:46:29 | 0:46:31 | |
What are we going to do? Sack him. | 0:46:31 | 0:46:33 | |
Wait a minute. After all, he has got... | 0:46:33 | 0:46:36 | |
TOGETHER: What? | 0:46:36 | 0:46:38 | |
-Potentiality. -Potentiality? He hasn't even come in yet! | 0:46:38 | 0:46:42 | |
Ah... | 0:48:16 | 0:48:18 | |
Mr Shields? | 0:48:18 | 0:48:20 | |
Could you spare a moment of your time? | 0:48:21 | 0:48:24 | |
Major Bartlett would like to see you in his office. | 0:48:31 | 0:48:35 | |
-What for? -What for? | 0:48:35 | 0:48:37 | |
We've got a right one here, haven't we? | 0:48:37 | 0:48:40 | |
You've been here a few days | 0:48:40 | 0:48:42 | |
and you've got the council at each other's throats! | 0:48:42 | 0:48:46 | |
Do you know, Mr Shields, | 0:48:46 | 0:48:48 | |
because of you, a councillor's in hospital, | 0:48:48 | 0:48:51 | |
with a wound that needed five stitches?! | 0:48:51 | 0:48:53 | |
That Councillor Edge is in bed with nervous prostration?! | 0:48:53 | 0:48:58 | |
And that Mrs O'Connor has resigned from the council and public life?! | 0:48:58 | 0:49:02 | |
Why do you think the Major wants to see you in his office? | 0:49:02 | 0:49:07 | |
Sack? | 0:49:09 | 0:49:11 | |
Good boy. | 0:49:11 | 0:49:13 | |
Morning, Major. | 0:49:24 | 0:49:26 | |
Morning, Eleanor. | 0:49:26 | 0:49:28 | |
Er... Miss Lampton. | 0:49:28 | 0:49:31 | |
You wanted to see me, sir? | 0:49:31 | 0:49:33 | |
Simply to congratulate you. | 0:49:33 | 0:49:36 | |
Congratulate me? | 0:49:38 | 0:49:40 | |
On your splendid article. | 0:49:40 | 0:49:42 | |
Look, it wasn't really me. | 0:49:42 | 0:49:44 | |
Miss Lampton... | 0:49:44 | 0:49:46 | |
It was your story, Mr Shields. | 0:49:46 | 0:49:49 | |
Fair's fair. | 0:49:49 | 0:49:52 | |
She wrote it. | 0:49:52 | 0:49:54 | |
But from the facts you gave me. The credit is all yours. | 0:49:54 | 0:49:58 | |
Well... If you say so. | 0:49:58 | 0:50:01 | |
Good. So we're all agreed it was entirely your article? | 0:50:01 | 0:50:06 | |
All agreed? | 0:50:06 | 0:50:08 | |
Good. Because it's upset all the members of the council. | 0:50:08 | 0:50:13 | |
I suggest you go to the Mayor forthwith to apologise. | 0:50:13 | 0:50:16 | |
-On your way, Shields. -Do I really have to apologise? | 0:50:16 | 0:50:19 | |
Use Pearson's bicycle. This time, don't lose it. | 0:50:19 | 0:50:23 | |
-Right, chief. -And don't call me chief! | 0:50:23 | 0:50:25 | |
Well, roger and out, then. | 0:50:25 | 0:50:27 | |
-DOOR SLAMS -Do you know something? | 0:50:30 | 0:50:33 | |
Norman's got a thing about you. | 0:50:33 | 0:50:35 | |
PLAYGROUND CHATTER | 0:50:40 | 0:50:42 | |
-Who threw this? -I did. -What have you got here, Mister? | 0:51:00 | 0:51:03 | |
-Give us a ride on your bike, mister! -Oi, shorty! | 0:51:10 | 0:51:15 | |
Good morning. May I be permitted to speak to Her Worship Lady Mayor? | 0:52:24 | 0:52:28 | |
Won't you sit down? | 0:52:28 | 0:52:30 | |
< Come on! | 0:52:30 | 0:52:32 | |
Good gracious! | 0:52:52 | 0:52:54 | |
Morning, Your Worship. I'm Shields, of the Times. | 0:52:55 | 0:52:59 | |
Yes, I remember you. | 0:52:59 | 0:53:01 | |
Perhaps you'd like to put your bicycle in the kitchen. | 0:53:01 | 0:53:05 | |
Careful. | 0:53:14 | 0:53:16 | |
Oh, careful! | 0:53:30 | 0:53:32 | |
Just... | 0:54:00 | 0:54:02 | |
JACKET RIPS | 0:54:07 | 0:54:09 | |
Take it! | 0:54:10 | 0:54:12 | |
Oh, my dear, this is Mr Shields of the Times. | 0:54:24 | 0:54:27 | |
Mr Shields, my daughter Liz. | 0:54:27 | 0:54:30 | |
How do you do? | 0:54:30 | 0:54:31 | |
How do you do? | 0:54:31 | 0:54:33 | |
Shouldn't we let him down? | 0:54:34 | 0:54:36 | |
Put your glasses on! | 0:54:51 | 0:54:52 | |
Thank you. | 0:55:20 | 0:55:22 | |
The kitchen. | 0:55:22 | 0:55:24 | |
Oh, dear. We'd better tidy up. Come on. | 0:55:28 | 0:55:31 | |
What does he want? | 0:55:32 | 0:55:34 | |
That, my dear, I've yet to find out. | 0:55:34 | 0:55:37 | |
I'm sorry about that. | 0:55:41 | 0:55:43 | |
Still. It's nice to have a bit of peace and quiet, isn't it? | 0:55:43 | 0:55:47 | |
POTS AND PANS CRASH | 0:55:47 | 0:55:49 | |
My husband. | 0:55:49 | 0:55:52 | |
Ernest, is that you, dear? | 0:55:52 | 0:55:54 | |
Who the hell do you think it was? | 0:55:54 | 0:55:56 | |
What maniac left that there? Mr Shields of the Times. | 0:55:59 | 0:56:03 | |
-Daddy, do keep calm. -I will keep calm when I'm good and ready. | 0:56:03 | 0:56:07 | |
Put your glasses on. You're blinking like a pedestrian crossing. | 0:56:08 | 0:56:13 | |
What do you want? | 0:56:13 | 0:56:15 | |
I came about last night's meeting. You made a mistake. | 0:56:15 | 0:56:19 | |
Last night's... Oh, I'll deal with this, dear. | 0:56:19 | 0:56:22 | |
You two go and make coffee, eh? | 0:56:22 | 0:56:24 | |
But I wanted to apologise. | 0:56:24 | 0:56:26 | |
-Come and have a drink, Shields. -No. I've packed it up. | 0:56:26 | 0:56:30 | |
Last night's council meeting, eh? | 0:56:30 | 0:56:33 | |
I was responsible. It was me who said it, not Mr Edge. | 0:56:33 | 0:56:37 | |
Of course it was. | 0:56:37 | 0:56:39 | |
I knew it all the time. | 0:56:39 | 0:56:41 | |
Do you think I'm deaf, then? | 0:56:41 | 0:56:43 | |
It couldn't have been Edge, anyway. | 0:56:45 | 0:56:48 | |
Why not? | 0:56:48 | 0:56:50 | |
Cos he hasn't got the guts! | 0:56:50 | 0:56:53 | |
< LAUGHTER RESOUNDS | 0:56:53 | 0:56:54 | |
-Would you like an item of real interest for your paper? -Yes. | 0:56:54 | 0:56:59 | |
-Here you are. -Hold these. | 0:56:59 | 0:57:01 | |
Now, then. | 0:57:02 | 0:57:04 | |
-There is only one man that matters in Tinmouth. -Only one. | 0:57:04 | 0:57:09 | |
Only one. And that is Alderman Ernie Corcoran. | 0:57:09 | 0:57:12 | |
Sure. | 0:57:12 | 0:57:14 | |
And Major blasted Bartlett knows that too. | 0:57:16 | 0:57:19 | |
I bet he won't even have the nerve to turn up on Saturday. | 0:57:19 | 0:57:23 | |
-Where? -To the Keir Hardy Estate, you fool. -Where's that? | 0:57:23 | 0:57:26 | |
The opening of the 1,000th house. | 0:57:26 | 0:57:29 | |
Here. With an election just around the corner, | 0:57:29 | 0:57:33 | |
that will be worth 500 votes to me. | 0:57:33 | 0:57:35 | |
< LAUGHTER | 0:57:35 | 0:57:37 | |
When that time comes, there'll be a new man on the train for Westminster. | 0:57:37 | 0:57:42 | |
No Major blasted Bartlett. Oh, no. | 0:57:43 | 0:57:46 | |
Yeah. Guess who? | 0:57:46 | 0:57:49 | |
I don't know. Guess who...? | 0:57:49 | 0:57:51 | |
It's on the tip of my tongue. | 0:57:55 | 0:57:58 | |
Ernie Corcoran! | 0:57:59 | 0:58:01 | |
< That's right! | 0:58:01 | 0:58:03 | |
Here. Off you go. And don't forget, eh? | 0:58:04 | 0:58:08 | |
Go on. I couldn't forget Ernie Corcoran now. | 0:58:08 | 0:58:12 | |
Publish and be damned! | 0:58:12 | 0:58:15 | |
Publish and be... | 0:58:17 | 0:58:19 | |
damn... | 0:58:19 | 0:58:21 | |
Publish and be... I'll just put my shoes on. | 0:58:29 | 0:58:33 | |
Won't you stay for coffee? | 0:58:37 | 0:58:39 | |
I'd better not, thanks. | 0:58:39 | 0:58:41 | |
-Your bike. -Oh, yeah. | 0:58:41 | 0:58:43 | |
It must be awfully exciting. | 0:58:45 | 0:58:47 | |
It's all right downhill, but uphill gets your legs. | 0:58:47 | 0:58:51 | |
-I mean working on a newspaper. -Oh. | 0:58:51 | 0:58:54 | |
The press and everything. | 0:58:54 | 0:58:56 | |
That's exciting too. Why don't you pop in sometime? | 0:58:56 | 0:59:00 | |
-I'd love to. Thank you very much. -It's all right. Bye. | 0:59:00 | 0:59:04 | |
Oh, don't you think it would be easier out the back way? | 0:59:04 | 0:59:08 | |
Well... Safer. | 0:59:08 | 0:59:10 | |
Little Norman strikes again. | 0:59:27 | 0:59:30 | |
But it's the truth. Mr Corcoran word for word. | 0:59:30 | 0:59:33 | |
You have a lot to learn. | 0:59:33 | 0:59:35 | |
Ah, Mr Shields, would you be so kind | 0:59:35 | 0:59:38 | |
as to pop along to the Major's office? | 0:59:38 | 0:59:41 | |
He would like a few words with you. | 0:59:41 | 0:59:43 | |
So, Alderman Corcoran is going to Westminster, not me? | 1:00:08 | 1:00:12 | |
-So he said. -You expect me to publish that? | 1:00:12 | 1:00:15 | |
-"Publish and be damned," he said. There it is. -Get out! | 1:00:15 | 1:00:18 | |
-Out? -Out! Out of the office! | 1:00:18 | 1:00:20 | |
Out of this town. Out of the country. | 1:00:20 | 1:00:23 | |
PHONE RINGS | 1:00:23 | 1:00:25 | |
What? Who? | 1:00:29 | 1:00:31 | |
Can't you speak up?! Oh, Mr Prime Minister. Yes, he's right here, sir. | 1:00:31 | 1:00:37 | |
He wants to speak to you. | 1:00:37 | 1:00:39 | |
Hello, Grandad. | 1:00:39 | 1:00:42 | |
No, it's no good. I don't.... | 1:00:42 | 1:00:44 | |
I can't help it. | 1:00:44 | 1:00:46 | |
-I shall be back at Westminster tomorrow, it looks like. -YELLING FROM PHONE | 1:00:46 | 1:00:52 | |
Mr Prime Minister? He must have misunderstood. | 1:00:52 | 1:00:55 | |
No, he's a great asset to the newspaper. | 1:00:55 | 1:00:58 | |
Yes. Oh, no, sir. No, no. I've promoted him. | 1:00:58 | 1:01:02 | |
Yes. To erm... | 1:01:02 | 1:01:04 | |
Er...political and municipal correspondent. | 1:01:04 | 1:01:07 | |
Yes, he's a splendid fellow. | 1:01:07 | 1:01:09 | |
A chip off the old block. | 1:01:09 | 1:01:11 | |
Yes, sir. Right, Mr Prime Minister. | 1:01:11 | 1:01:14 | |
Political and municipal... Cor! | 1:01:16 | 1:01:19 | |
What do you reckon will be my first assignment? | 1:01:19 | 1:01:22 | |
Keir Hardy Estate. Tomorrow. | 1:01:22 | 1:01:25 | |
At the 1,000th house. | 1:01:25 | 1:01:27 | |
Old Corcoran mentioned that. | 1:01:27 | 1:01:29 | |
He said it was worth 500 votes to him. | 1:01:29 | 1:01:32 | |
Another thing... I shouldn't tell you, really. | 1:01:32 | 1:01:36 | |
He reckons you would be too scared to go! | 1:01:36 | 1:01:39 | |
-He did, did he? -Yeah. | 1:01:40 | 1:01:42 | |
Send Mr Ross in, please. | 1:01:42 | 1:01:44 | |
Yeah, I'll tell him. | 1:01:44 | 1:01:46 | |
Mr Ross, would you be so kind as to pop into the Major's office? | 1:01:53 | 1:01:57 | |
He'd like a few words with you. | 1:01:57 | 1:01:59 | |
Ha ha ha ha! | 1:02:04 | 1:02:06 | |
For heaven's sake! | 1:02:06 | 1:02:08 | |
I've been promoted. The Major said, "My dear lad, you are an asset." | 1:02:08 | 1:02:13 | |
So... | 1:02:14 | 1:02:16 | |
We have a new political correspondent. | 1:02:16 | 1:02:19 | |
Political...AND municipal. | 1:02:19 | 1:02:22 | |
-And municipal. -Rather a long one, don't you think? | 1:02:22 | 1:02:27 | |
-Shouldn't you be at a baby show? I'm on my way! -Eleanor? | 1:02:27 | 1:02:31 | |
-Eleanor? -If I don't go soon, the babies will be adolescent. | 1:02:31 | 1:02:35 | |
Come out tonight. I must celebrate. | 1:02:35 | 1:02:38 | |
Let me take you to dinner. | 1:02:38 | 1:02:40 | |
Come on. | 1:02:40 | 1:02:42 | |
Oh, all right. Just this once. | 1:02:42 | 1:02:44 | |
Victorian Hotel. Half-past seven. | 1:02:48 | 1:02:51 | |
< Got it! | 1:02:51 | 1:02:53 | |
SOFT MUSIC ON RADIO | 1:03:01 | 1:03:03 | |
I've always wanted to do that! | 1:03:26 | 1:03:29 | |
I'm supposed to be meeting a girlfriend. | 1:03:34 | 1:03:37 | |
But I'm early. | 1:03:37 | 1:03:39 | |
I'm supposed to be meeting someone too. | 1:03:40 | 1:03:43 | |
You could teach me to wiggle my fingers. | 1:03:44 | 1:03:47 | |
Will you order now, sir? | 1:03:49 | 1:03:51 | |
What will you have to drink, Miss Corcoran? | 1:03:54 | 1:03:57 | |
Please call me Liz. | 1:03:57 | 1:03:59 | |
Orange squash. I don't drink alcohol. | 1:03:59 | 1:04:02 | |
One orange. And? | 1:04:02 | 1:04:04 | |
Two orange squashes. | 1:04:04 | 1:04:06 | |
Erm... | 1:04:13 | 1:04:15 | |
Your dad's quite a character. | 1:04:16 | 1:04:18 | |
He liked you too. I can always tell. | 1:04:18 | 1:04:21 | |
Honestly! He said, "I think that man will be useful to me." | 1:04:22 | 1:04:26 | |
Oh, did he? | 1:04:28 | 1:04:29 | |
The stuff about the Estate | 1:04:29 | 1:04:31 | |
and Ernest Corcoran being the only man to matter, the Major wouldn't print. | 1:04:31 | 1:04:37 | |
I'm not surprised. It's a Tory newspaper. | 1:04:37 | 1:04:40 | |
I am doing the opening of the 1,000th house. | 1:04:40 | 1:04:43 | |
They're going to print what I say. | 1:04:43 | 1:04:45 | |
Darling, I'm glad you found a little friend. | 1:04:58 | 1:05:01 | |
It's awful. I can't make it tonight. | 1:05:01 | 1:05:04 | |
I'm stuck with an office thing. A press girl's life isn't her own. | 1:05:04 | 1:05:08 | |
Sweetie, I'm sorry. Believe me. | 1:05:08 | 1:05:11 | |
I'll explain all about it in the morning. Now, have fun, you two. | 1:05:11 | 1:05:15 | |
She's got some lovely clothes. | 1:05:49 | 1:05:51 | |
I'm sorry, Norman. | 1:05:54 | 1:05:56 | |
-Liz? -Yes, Norman? | 1:05:57 | 1:05:59 | |
Put your hands together. | 1:05:59 | 1:06:01 | |
Now, press your fingers down. | 1:06:03 | 1:06:05 | |
No, only the two middle ones. | 1:06:05 | 1:06:07 | |
That's lovely. Put your glasses on again, eh? | 1:06:10 | 1:06:13 | |
Right, now. Finger exercises begin. | 1:06:15 | 1:06:18 | |
No! | 1:06:56 | 1:06:57 | |
Hey, bricks are for building, not throwing. | 1:06:59 | 1:07:02 | |
Thank you. | 1:07:12 | 1:07:14 | |
Sorry, sir. I didn't notice you was in there. | 1:07:20 | 1:07:23 | |
Oh! | 1:07:34 | 1:07:35 | |
I nearly did it again! | 1:07:35 | 1:07:37 | |
HE YELLS IN PAIN | 1:07:37 | 1:07:38 | |
-Oh, no... -Don't worry. Shut your eyes and don't look down. | 1:08:40 | 1:08:44 | |
Are you all right? | 1:09:01 | 1:09:03 | |
SHE WHISPERS INAUDIBLY | 1:09:20 | 1:09:22 | |
HE SPEAKS UNINTELLIGIBLY | 1:09:40 | 1:09:46 | |
HE CONTINUES BABBLING | 1:09:48 | 1:09:51 | |
Your Worship, Mr Councillor, ladies and gentlemen. | 1:10:23 | 1:10:26 | |
Never mind the speeches. When can we get our house? | 1:10:26 | 1:10:30 | |
Wait a minute, please. As your Conservative MP, | 1:10:30 | 1:10:33 | |
I congratulate your Labour corporation | 1:10:33 | 1:10:37 | |
on reaching our target of 1,000 houses at last. | 1:10:37 | 1:10:40 | |
YOUR target? Twaddle! You lot talk, we build. | 1:10:40 | 1:10:44 | |
-Whose idea was it? -Who built it? | 1:10:44 | 1:10:46 | |
Never mind who did what. Cut the politics. When can we get in? | 1:10:46 | 1:10:50 | |
Please don't. Ladies and gentlemen, I am delighted to be here today. | 1:10:50 | 1:10:56 | |
And now, without more ado, | 1:10:56 | 1:10:58 | |
I formally open the 1,000th house with this golden key. | 1:10:58 | 1:11:02 | |
Key... | 1:11:03 | 1:11:05 | |
-Key? -Key. | 1:11:07 | 1:11:09 | |
The key. | 1:11:09 | 1:11:11 | |
Key. | 1:11:11 | 1:11:14 | |
Right. Everybody sit down. | 1:11:34 | 1:11:36 | |
Sit down and don't panic. I know where to find it. | 1:11:36 | 1:11:39 | |
Don't sit down. I'm taking the chair away. Ha ha ha ha! | 1:11:39 | 1:11:44 | |
I... Ladies and gentlemen, | 1:11:45 | 1:11:47 | |
I would be doing less than my duty were I not to thank | 1:11:47 | 1:11:52 | |
all the people behind the scenes who worked so hard on the planning. | 1:11:52 | 1:11:57 | |
And of course, we must... | 1:11:57 | 1:11:59 | |
THE CROWD LAUGHS | 1:12:01 | 1:12:03 | |
I've got it. The golden key! | 1:12:21 | 1:12:23 | |
Got it. I've got the key. | 1:12:23 | 1:12:25 | |
I've found it. Everybody, on your feet. | 1:12:25 | 1:12:28 | |
On your feet. It was under the platform. I've got it. | 1:12:28 | 1:12:31 | |
Everybody into the house. Inside. Come on. | 1:12:31 | 1:12:35 | |
This is the hall. | 1:12:49 | 1:12:52 | |
And that is the lounge. | 1:12:52 | 1:12:54 | |
-Hall and the... -..lounge. | 1:12:55 | 1:12:57 | |
Excuse me. | 1:13:00 | 1:13:02 | |
The bedrooms are upstairs. | 1:13:18 | 1:13:21 | |
This is the larger bedroom. | 1:13:27 | 1:13:29 | |
Or what I like to call the master bedroom. | 1:13:29 | 1:13:32 | |
This is the small bedroom. I don't think there's room for us all. | 1:13:54 | 1:13:58 | |
The house is collapsing! Everybody out! | 1:14:06 | 1:14:09 | |
HOUSE CREAKS | 1:14:25 | 1:14:27 | |
Now look what you've done! | 1:14:43 | 1:14:45 | |
You and your politics! | 1:14:45 | 1:14:47 | |
I've got to get back to the paper. Ta-da! | 1:14:49 | 1:14:52 | |
Well done, Corcoran. | 1:14:52 | 1:14:55 | |
CHILDREN LAUGH | 1:14:58 | 1:15:00 | |
Oh, darling. The Keir Hardy Estate article's on my desk. | 1:15:26 | 1:15:30 | |
Just sign it, will you? | 1:15:30 | 1:15:32 | |
Sign it? I haven't written it yet. | 1:15:32 | 1:15:35 | |
I did it for you. | 1:15:35 | 1:15:37 | |
On the Major's instructions. | 1:15:37 | 1:15:39 | |
Oh...I see. | 1:15:42 | 1:15:44 | |
Well.. | 1:15:44 | 1:15:46 | |
What's the hurry, Eleanor? | 1:15:47 | 1:15:49 | |
Darling, I have a date. I have to bathe, change and go out. | 1:15:49 | 1:15:53 | |
-Where are you going? -Is that your business? | 1:15:53 | 1:15:56 | |
Yes, it is. Who is this special man you have got to have a bath for? | 1:15:56 | 1:16:02 | |
You've no right to question me. | 1:16:02 | 1:16:04 | |
Oh, yes, I have, because I love you! | 1:16:04 | 1:16:08 | |
I do love you, Eleanor. | 1:16:11 | 1:16:13 | |
Norman... | 1:16:13 | 1:16:15 | |
You must get this nonsense out of your head. | 1:16:15 | 1:16:18 | |
Now, we'll have a nice long chat later this week. I promise you. | 1:16:18 | 1:16:23 | |
It's Major Bartlett you're seeing, isn't it? | 1:16:23 | 1:16:27 | |
If you must know, yes, it is. | 1:16:27 | 1:16:30 | |
I thought so. Well, he is the boss, isn't he? | 1:16:30 | 1:16:34 | |
AND my future husband. | 1:16:34 | 1:16:36 | |
Oh... | 1:17:10 | 1:17:12 | |
Oh, I thought it was... | 1:17:12 | 1:17:15 | |
I was just passing. You said to drop in. | 1:17:15 | 1:17:18 | |
Right. | 1:17:20 | 1:17:22 | |
Oh, yes. | 1:17:22 | 1:17:24 | |
Yes. | 1:17:24 | 1:17:26 | |
If you're busy writing your article about this afternoon... | 1:17:26 | 1:17:30 | |
No. Not really busy. | 1:17:30 | 1:17:32 | |
It's been written FOR me. | 1:17:32 | 1:17:34 | |
Major Bartlett's approval slip. | 1:17:35 | 1:17:38 | |
"The opening ceremony of the 1,000th house | 1:17:41 | 1:17:45 | |
"was a happy occasion for all concerned. | 1:17:45 | 1:17:47 | |
"Major Bartlett's witty speech... | 1:17:47 | 1:17:50 | |
"Gold key to happiness? | 1:17:50 | 1:17:52 | |
"Delighted family take up residence"?! | 1:17:52 | 1:17:55 | |
It's a load of lies. | 1:17:55 | 1:17:57 | |
Well, you know. | 1:17:57 | 1:17:59 | |
What are you going to do about it? | 1:17:59 | 1:18:02 | |
-What can I do? -You won't let them get away with it. | 1:18:02 | 1:18:05 | |
-Make them print the truth. -Can't. | 1:18:05 | 1:18:07 | |
-What about Major Bartlett? -Blast him and his politics. | 1:18:07 | 1:18:11 | |
-What about your father? -With respect, blast him too. | 1:18:11 | 1:18:15 | |
Oh, Liz. Anyway, they'd never print it. | 1:18:15 | 1:18:19 | |
They would, if you put on the approval slip. | 1:18:21 | 1:18:24 | |
Erm... | 1:18:39 | 1:18:41 | |
Disaster hit... hits the Keir Hardy Estate. | 1:18:41 | 1:18:45 | |
House falls down. | 1:18:45 | 1:18:47 | |
-Morning, Wilby. -Morning, Major. | 1:18:52 | 1:18:54 | |
What the devil are you doing here? | 1:18:56 | 1:18:59 | |
Have you gone mad? Attacking your own folk and mine? | 1:18:59 | 1:19:03 | |
-What are you talking about? -Look at that. | 1:19:03 | 1:19:06 | |
"Both political parties claim credit..." | 1:19:08 | 1:19:12 | |
This isn't the one I authorised! | 1:19:12 | 1:19:14 | |
Who the hell wrote it? | 1:19:14 | 1:19:16 | |
-There can only be one person. -Shields. | 1:19:16 | 1:19:19 | |
Now, look, Bartlett, | 1:19:19 | 1:19:21 | |
you get rid of that idiot reporter. | 1:19:21 | 1:19:24 | |
Because, if you don't, your unsavoury behaviour will be exposed at the election. | 1:19:24 | 1:19:30 | |
Unsavoury behaviour? There's to be mud slinging? | 1:19:30 | 1:19:33 | |
Anyway, what election? | 1:19:33 | 1:19:36 | |
Let's not kid ourselves. You know very well. | 1:19:36 | 1:19:39 | |
Take my advice. Get rid of Shields. | 1:19:39 | 1:19:42 | |
This article. How did it get in? | 1:19:46 | 1:19:48 | |
-It had your approval slip on it. -Disaster. | 1:19:48 | 1:19:51 | |
Put Shields where he can't do any harm. Entertainments. | 1:19:51 | 1:19:56 | |
Yes. | 1:19:56 | 1:19:58 | |
Good morning, Major. | 1:19:59 | 1:20:00 | |
-Get out. -But I wanted to talk about housing! -Get out! | 1:20:00 | 1:20:05 | |
I must get rid of that woman. | 1:20:05 | 1:20:07 | |
Get out! | 1:20:09 | 1:20:11 | |
Not you, dear lad. | 1:20:12 | 1:20:14 | |
Once again, I must congratulate you. An excellent article. | 1:20:21 | 1:20:25 | |
Really? | 1:20:25 | 1:20:27 | |
Well... | 1:20:27 | 1:20:29 | |
It isn't exactly good for YOU, is it? | 1:20:29 | 1:20:32 | |
-Or Mr Corcoran. -That is exactly what I like about it. It is so unprejudiced. | 1:20:35 | 1:20:40 | |
In future you'll be covering entertainments. | 1:20:40 | 1:20:43 | |
What, as well as politics? | 1:20:44 | 1:20:46 | |
Instead of! | 1:20:46 | 1:20:48 | |
But I like writing about politics. | 1:20:48 | 1:20:52 | |
It could give me a chance to help someone. | 1:20:52 | 1:20:55 | |
What better way of helping than making people happy? | 1:20:55 | 1:20:59 | |
Entertainments. | 1:20:59 | 1:21:01 | |
I like politics. | 1:21:01 | 1:21:03 | |
-I'll ask Grandad. -Oh, no! No, No! | 1:21:05 | 1:21:07 | |
If you can find a way of promoting entertainment, | 1:21:07 | 1:21:11 | |
this newspaper will back you. | 1:21:11 | 1:21:13 | |
You mean...I can arrange... and organise things? | 1:21:13 | 1:21:20 | |
Anything you like. | 1:21:20 | 1:21:22 | |
I didn't hear you ring. | 1:23:01 | 1:23:04 | |
You're Willobey. | 1:23:04 | 1:23:06 | |
I know who I am. Who are you? | 1:23:06 | 1:23:08 | |
-I'm Shields of the Times. -A reporter. | 1:23:08 | 1:23:11 | |
-I'm in charge of entertainment. -Entertainment? There isn't any! | 1:23:11 | 1:23:15 | |
Except what we make ourselves. | 1:23:15 | 1:23:17 | |
-What are your plans for this year? -Same as last year. | 1:23:19 | 1:23:22 | |
And the year before that. | 1:23:22 | 1:23:25 | |
-None. -None? | 1:23:25 | 1:23:27 | |
This is a holiday resort. | 1:23:27 | 1:23:29 | |
This is a LAST resort. What can we offer them? | 1:23:29 | 1:23:32 | |
A chocolate machine with no chocolate. Two silent speak-your-weight machines. | 1:23:32 | 1:23:38 | |
And a distorting mirror that's cracked. | 1:23:38 | 1:23:41 | |
On Major Bartlett's authority, our paper will back you all the way. | 1:23:41 | 1:23:45 | |
Major Bartlett, eh? Interesting. All the way? | 1:23:45 | 1:23:49 | |
Memo to Ross. | 1:23:50 | 1:23:52 | |
As my election campaign has now started, | 1:23:52 | 1:23:56 | |
you will virtually be in charge. | 1:23:56 | 1:23:58 | |
-What do you want, Shields? -I have the most marvellous... | 1:24:01 | 1:24:05 | |
-The most marvellous idea. Willobey will help. -Who? | 1:24:05 | 1:24:08 | |
The town entertainments officer. | 1:24:08 | 1:24:11 | |
Him! Type it and submit it the usual way. | 1:24:11 | 1:24:14 | |
I can't wait for that. This is a beauty contest. | 1:24:14 | 1:24:17 | |
-With girls. -Novel, but not in keeping with the paper's dignity. | 1:24:17 | 1:24:22 | |
What do you reckon? | 1:24:22 | 1:24:24 | |
A beauty contest could be dignified. | 1:24:24 | 1:24:26 | |
And I could enter it myself. | 1:24:26 | 1:24:28 | |
Yes... A dignified beauty contest. | 1:24:32 | 1:24:35 | |
Busy? Major? | 1:24:35 | 1:24:37 | |
-We're organising a beauty contest. -Oh? How interesting. | 1:24:37 | 1:24:43 | |
It was Shields's idea. | 1:24:43 | 1:24:45 | |
Thank you, Miss Fairchild. | 1:24:45 | 1:24:47 | |
If you want me, Major, you've only to buzz. | 1:24:50 | 1:24:54 | |
So, you're using the new girl now instead of Miss Popkiss? | 1:24:54 | 1:24:57 | |
Yes, she's much faster. | 1:24:57 | 1:24:59 | |
That I can well believe. | 1:25:00 | 1:25:03 | |
Now, darling... | 1:25:03 | 1:25:05 | |
Er... Erm... Shall I carry on with my beauty contest column? | 1:25:05 | 1:25:09 | |
-Yes, do, Shields. -I'll do about 500 words. | 1:25:09 | 1:25:12 | |
Beauty contest?! Twaddle! | 1:25:14 | 1:25:16 | |
Then he has the gall to criticise Labour for no Summer Shows! | 1:25:16 | 1:25:21 | |
Cracked mirrors. Chocolate machines with no chocolate. Dirty libel! | 1:25:21 | 1:25:26 | |
Dirty TRUTH. | 1:25:26 | 1:25:28 | |
-Liz, dear! -It seems like that to me. | 1:25:28 | 1:25:31 | |
Holiday-makers don't come. So why have it? | 1:25:31 | 1:25:34 | |
But I think Norman's right. | 1:25:34 | 1:25:36 | |
Norman? Perishing little halfwit! | 1:25:36 | 1:25:39 | |
He might not sound clever to you, | 1:25:39 | 1:25:42 | |
and he may not always put things well, | 1:25:42 | 1:25:45 | |
but he does things because he believes in them, | 1:25:45 | 1:25:48 | |
not to get something out of it. | 1:25:48 | 1:25:50 | |
If I thought for an instant you were interested in that midget reporter, | 1:25:50 | 1:25:55 | |
I'd have him run out of this town faster... | 1:25:55 | 1:25:59 | |
-Hurry up. There's not much time. -We're all ready now. | 1:26:24 | 1:26:28 | |
Are the girls all here? | 1:26:28 | 1:26:30 | |
Well, I'll count them. There should be seven. | 1:26:30 | 1:26:33 | |
WOMEN SCREAM | 1:26:34 | 1:26:36 | |
What happened? | 1:26:36 | 1:26:38 | |
Erm... Only six. | 1:26:38 | 1:26:41 | |
Liz! | 1:26:42 | 1:26:44 | |
Just came to wish you luck, Norman. If there's anything I can do... | 1:26:44 | 1:26:49 | |
Hey, Liz... | 1:26:53 | 1:26:54 | |
You CAN help. | 1:26:54 | 1:26:56 | |
Will you be a contestant? | 1:26:57 | 1:27:01 | |
One of the girls hasn't turned up. | 1:27:01 | 1:27:04 | |
-Do you think I'd dare? -Why not, Liz? | 1:27:04 | 1:27:08 | |
Come along. Don't let's talk rubbish. | 1:27:08 | 1:27:10 | |
I say, you're late. We were going to use a substitute. | 1:27:10 | 1:27:15 | |
What, her?! | 1:27:15 | 1:27:17 | |
Right! Liz, get changed. | 1:27:17 | 1:27:20 | |
-Oh, but I haven't... -Borrow some! | 1:27:20 | 1:27:22 | |
It's time. Don't forget what I told you. | 1:27:24 | 1:27:27 | |
You're in charge backstage because I shall be compering. So good luck. | 1:27:27 | 1:27:33 | |
Chocolates. | 1:27:45 | 1:27:47 | |
Cigarettes. | 1:27:47 | 1:27:49 | |
Cold drinks. | 1:27:49 | 1:27:51 | |
-All those posters I put up. -Men not interested in girls? I can't believe it. | 1:27:53 | 1:27:58 | |
It's unhealthy. | 1:27:58 | 1:28:00 | |
The...The judges. | 1:28:12 | 1:28:14 | |
Look after them. | 1:28:14 | 1:28:17 | |
Police! Police! Over the road. | 1:28:30 | 1:28:32 | |
Girls with hardly any clothes on. | 1:28:32 | 1:28:35 | |
Don't anyone go over there! | 1:28:35 | 1:28:37 | |
Right. Stand by. | 1:29:04 | 1:29:06 | |
Everybody on stage. | 1:29:06 | 1:29:08 | |
Well done, Norman. | 1:29:13 | 1:29:15 | |
Give me a moment before you take the curtain up. | 1:29:15 | 1:29:18 | |
Where's the pianist? No pianist! | 1:29:18 | 1:29:21 | |
-You'll have to play. -I'm the compere down there. | 1:29:21 | 1:29:24 | |
And the pianist down there. | 1:29:24 | 1:29:26 | |
THE AUDIENCE LAUGHS | 1:29:48 | 1:29:50 | |
WILLOBEY: Miss Elizabeth Rivers. | 1:30:22 | 1:30:25 | |
Miss Penelope Squires. | 1:30:36 | 1:30:38 | |
And now... | 1:30:49 | 1:30:51 | |
Miss Ruby Fairchild. | 1:30:51 | 1:30:53 | |
AUDIENCE APPLAUDS | 1:31:24 | 1:31:26 | |
And now, a young lady who... | 1:31:31 | 1:31:35 | |
when you see her, will take your breath away. | 1:31:35 | 1:31:38 | |
Like that. | 1:31:39 | 1:31:42 | |
Luscious, scrumptiously attractive and beautiful. | 1:31:43 | 1:31:47 | |
Miss Liz Corcoran. | 1:31:48 | 1:31:50 | |
I can't. | 1:31:54 | 1:31:56 | |
You can. | 1:31:56 | 1:31:58 | |
Bring down the curtain. | 1:32:16 | 1:32:18 | |
Now, ladies and gentlemen, may I have your voting cards? | 1:32:24 | 1:32:28 | |
I think you'll find we're all agreed. | 1:32:28 | 1:32:32 | |
Norman! | 1:32:37 | 1:32:39 | |
AUDIENCE LAUGHS | 1:32:43 | 1:32:44 | |
The winner. | 1:32:50 | 1:32:52 | |
Ruby Fairchild? | 1:32:52 | 1:32:55 | |
It's rigged. The Major. | 1:32:55 | 1:32:57 | |
Don't worry. It's none of our business. | 1:32:57 | 1:33:00 | |
Ruby Fairchild... | 1:33:00 | 1:33:03 | |
Ladies and gentlemen, on this piece of paper | 1:33:03 | 1:33:08 | |
I have the name of the Beauty Queen of Tinmouth. | 1:33:08 | 1:33:11 | |
And when the curtains part, you will see her on the throne. | 1:33:12 | 1:33:17 | |
CLAMOUR FROM AUDIENCE | 1:33:22 | 1:33:25 | |
AUDIENCE BOOS | 1:33:28 | 1:33:29 | |
Please leave me! | 1:33:46 | 1:33:48 | |
Gentlemen, if you'll just... | 1:33:56 | 1:33:58 | |
Gentlemen, please! | 1:34:00 | 1:34:02 | |
Ruby? | 1:34:02 | 1:34:05 | |
Eleanor? | 1:34:05 | 1:34:07 | |
-What have you to say about this? -You keep out of this! | 1:34:09 | 1:34:13 | |
I have a few words... | 1:34:13 | 1:34:14 | |
Gentlemen, I must ask you to conduct yourselves | 1:34:14 | 1:34:18 | |
in a manner to which we are accustomed. | 1:34:18 | 1:34:21 | |
This is an example of organised Labour hooliganism. | 1:34:21 | 1:34:25 | |
It will not be tolerated. | 1:34:25 | 1:34:27 | |
That is a remark you will live to regret. | 1:34:27 | 1:34:30 | |
Labour stock has never been higher than it is now. This trumped-up contest... | 1:34:30 | 1:34:36 | |
You're trying to sabotage the years of dedicated sacrifice I've given. | 1:34:36 | 1:34:41 | |
Dedicated sacrifice? You've spoken once in the House of Commons. | 1:34:41 | 1:34:47 | |
Look. I'm going now. | 1:34:47 | 1:34:49 | |
You're going all right. You're fired. | 1:34:49 | 1:34:52 | |
That doesn't surprise me. But... | 1:34:52 | 1:34:55 | |
But before I do, don't you two think of anybody but yourselves? | 1:34:55 | 1:35:00 | |
I mean, you're both intelligent men. I wish I had your brains. | 1:35:00 | 1:35:04 | |
Turn on the mike. | 1:35:04 | 1:35:06 | |
-You're a Member of Parliament. -And I soon will be. | 1:35:08 | 1:35:12 | |
-Who knows? -Over my dead body! | 1:35:12 | 1:35:14 | |
What's the matter with you two? Leave off. All you do is bicker! | 1:35:14 | 1:35:19 | |
Let me have my say. | 1:35:19 | 1:35:20 | |
As I see it, you two are like...captains | 1:35:22 | 1:35:27 | |
on people's ship of life. | 1:35:27 | 1:35:30 | |
And they rely on you... | 1:35:30 | 1:35:32 | |
to steer a safe course. | 1:35:32 | 1:35:35 | |
But, because of your selfishness... | 1:35:35 | 1:35:37 | |
..you keep on taking them into storms with big waves. | 1:35:38 | 1:35:43 | |
And if you, and the other politicians | 1:35:44 | 1:35:46 | |
and the leaders of the world don't work together, you know, one of these days... | 1:35:46 | 1:35:53 | |
-Open the curtains. -..you'll drown all the people. | 1:35:53 | 1:35:57 | |
Here... | 1:35:57 | 1:35:59 | |
I've been talking a lot, haven't I? | 1:36:00 | 1:36:03 | |
I have to get off my soapbox. | 1:36:03 | 1:36:05 | |
Well, I'm going back to my paper stand in Westminster. | 1:36:08 | 1:36:12 | |
Goodbye, sir. | 1:36:12 | 1:36:13 | |
Well done, Norman. Go on. Take a bow. | 1:36:32 | 1:36:35 | |
-Bye, Robin. -Bye-bye. | 1:36:38 | 1:36:40 | |
Give those to Liz for me. | 1:36:45 | 1:36:48 | |
Norman? | 1:37:04 | 1:37:05 | |
-I'm going, Liz. -Why? -I don't think I've been successful. | 1:37:10 | 1:37:14 | |
I do. I just saw Major Bartlett and Daddy having a drink. | 1:37:14 | 1:37:18 | |
-That's a good start. -Yeah, a good start. Bye. | 1:37:18 | 1:37:22 | |
Norman! | 1:37:22 | 1:37:24 | |
Couldn't I come with you? | 1:37:24 | 1:37:26 | |
-What about your dad? -He'd lose a daughter and gain a son. | 1:37:26 | 1:37:30 | |
-Yeah! -TRAIN WHISTLE -Come on. | 1:37:30 | 1:37:34 | |
We'll miss the train. | 1:37:34 | 1:37:36 | |
-We've missed it! -No, we haven't. | 1:37:38 | 1:37:42 | |
Subtitles by Julian Thomlinson, ITFC, for BBC Subtitling - 2001 | 1:37:55 | 1:37:58 | |
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