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Right. So we're going to tell stories. | 0:00:28 | 0:00:31 | |
Yeah? You all got a story. | 0:00:32 | 0:00:35 | |
Something from you, from your heart. OK? | 0:00:35 | 0:00:38 | |
Who's going to go first? | 0:00:38 | 0:00:40 | |
Anyone? No? | 0:00:41 | 0:00:43 | |
-All right, you go first, Miss. -Oh, God. I don't... | 0:00:45 | 0:00:48 | |
-Oh, go on, please. -All right. | 0:00:48 | 0:00:51 | |
Once upon a time there was a little girl, | 0:00:51 | 0:00:55 | |
and she lived with her mum and her dad and brother in a small town in Wales, | 0:00:55 | 0:00:59 | |
and she always dreamed of becoming a princess. | 0:00:59 | 0:01:02 | |
So when she grew up, she ran away to the big city | 0:01:02 | 0:01:05 | |
and she went to the princess college. | 0:01:05 | 0:01:08 | |
There is such a place. | 0:01:08 | 0:01:10 | |
And she worked really, really hard, | 0:01:10 | 0:01:14 | |
and all her dreams came true. | 0:01:14 | 0:01:17 | |
And she kissed a lot of frogs. | 0:01:17 | 0:01:19 | |
And, anyway, she woke up one day, and she realised that she wasn't very happy. | 0:01:19 | 0:01:24 | |
So she decided to go home, to teach. | 0:01:24 | 0:01:27 | |
-And what's the moral of the story? -Be careful what you wish for? | 0:01:27 | 0:01:31 | |
Yes. Yeah. | 0:01:31 | 0:01:33 | |
Being a princess sucks. | 0:01:33 | 0:01:36 | |
Right, come on, who's got a story? Davy, you've got a story. | 0:01:36 | 0:01:40 | |
OK, round two. | 0:01:46 | 0:01:49 | |
Let's start with artists that we love. | 0:01:49 | 0:01:51 | |
We're going to make a list and then we're going to narrow it down. So... Go on. | 0:01:51 | 0:01:55 | |
-David Bowie. -Bowie. What else? | 0:01:55 | 0:01:57 | |
-Pink Floyd. -Floyd. | 0:01:57 | 0:02:00 | |
Led Zep. Sabbath. Deep Purple. Rush. | 0:02:00 | 0:02:05 | |
-ELO. ELP. Uh... -Thank you, Hoople, that's enough. | 0:02:05 | 0:02:09 | |
Dena. | 0:02:09 | 0:02:11 | |
-The Ramones. -The Ramones. | 0:02:11 | 0:02:12 | |
-Iggy Pop. -Iggy P. Vicki? | 0:02:12 | 0:02:16 | |
-10cc. -10cc. Stella? | 0:02:16 | 0:02:19 | |
-Beach Boys. -Yeah. Kenny? | 0:02:19 | 0:02:21 | |
Slade. | 0:02:23 | 0:02:25 | |
I'm putting it down. Even if we cross it off. | 0:02:25 | 0:02:29 | |
Right, in this hall, the normal rules don't apply. | 0:02:29 | 0:02:33 | |
Everything out there doesn't count. Forget about it. | 0:02:33 | 0:02:36 | |
In here, you show up on time and you can do what you like. | 0:02:36 | 0:02:38 | |
You can explore what you like. Ideas, emotion, that's the idea. | 0:02:38 | 0:02:42 | |
Cos I want to put on a show | 0:02:42 | 0:02:44 | |
that William Shakespeare and David Bowie would be proud of. | 0:02:44 | 0:02:48 | |
And that you would be proud of, | 0:02:48 | 0:02:50 | |
most importantly. | 0:02:50 | 0:02:51 | |
Are you in? Yes? | 0:02:53 | 0:02:55 | |
-Yeah. -Yes? | 0:02:55 | 0:02:56 | |
-Yeah. -Yes. -Yes? Kenny? Yes? | 0:02:56 | 0:02:59 | |
-Yes, Miss. -Good. Excellent. | 0:03:00 | 0:03:04 | |
# It's a God-awful small affair | 0:03:21 | 0:03:26 | |
# To the girl with the mousy hair | 0:03:26 | 0:03:30 | |
# But her mummy is yelling, "No" | 0:03:30 | 0:03:34 | |
# And her daddy has told her to go | 0:03:34 | 0:03:38 | |
# But her friend is nowhere to be seen... # | 0:03:38 | 0:03:42 | |
Where are the others? | 0:03:42 | 0:03:43 | |
-Where is everyone? -It's Friday. | 0:03:45 | 0:03:49 | |
-Well, Stella said she'd be here. -Well, she's not, is she? | 0:03:49 | 0:03:53 | |
-Miss, I've got to go to training. -What? | 0:03:53 | 0:03:55 | |
-Rugby, Miss. I got trials coming up. -Oh, can't you wait a bit longer? | 0:03:55 | 0:03:58 | |
-No, miss, I promised. -Right then, go. I need you on Monday. | 0:03:58 | 0:04:03 | |
What about me, Miss? It's Friday, I got a date. | 0:04:05 | 0:04:08 | |
-That's very funny. -No, Miss, it's not a joke. | 0:04:09 | 0:04:11 | |
Oh, come on, let's try it again. Let's try it again. | 0:04:11 | 0:04:14 | |
Now, I want you to make it very specific. And remember the quavers. | 0:04:14 | 0:04:17 | |
One, two, three, four. One, two, three, four. | 0:04:17 | 0:04:20 | |
# It's a God-awful small affair | 0:04:20 | 0:04:24 | |
# To the girl with the mousy hair | 0:04:24 | 0:04:28 | |
# But her mummy is yelling, "No" | 0:04:28 | 0:04:32 | |
# And her daddy has told her to go... # | 0:04:32 | 0:04:36 | |
-Miss Mae? -Mr Thornley. | 0:04:44 | 0:04:47 | |
-Rehearsing on a Friday? Very keen. -Two weeks to go. | 0:04:47 | 0:04:50 | |
-Beg your pardon? -Two weeks to go! | 0:04:50 | 0:04:51 | |
Oh, well. "Tempest fugit", I suppose. | 0:04:51 | 0:04:54 | |
Everything going all right, is it, generally? | 0:04:54 | 0:04:56 | |
-Yes, hunky dory, Headmaster. I... -Very good. It's just that I've | 0:04:56 | 0:04:59 | |
had the odd complaint. Well, a small delegation, actually. | 0:04:59 | 0:05:03 | |
Um, issues of discipline came up and a concern about language. | 0:05:03 | 0:05:09 | |
-Language? What...? -PHONE RINGS | 0:05:09 | 0:05:11 | |
Excuse me. | 0:05:11 | 0:05:12 | |
-What fucking language? -Hello? | 0:05:14 | 0:05:16 | |
-Oh, shit. -Andy Dixon. | 0:05:17 | 0:05:20 | |
-Where are you going? -Band practice, Miss. | 0:05:20 | 0:05:22 | |
-For the gig, Monday. -You're supposed to be | 0:05:22 | 0:05:24 | |
-at my rehearsals. -I weren't in the bit you were doing, | 0:05:24 | 0:05:26 | |
Miss, I don't think. Anyway, I got to go, the band are waiting for me. | 0:05:26 | 0:05:30 | |
Oh, right. Well, where's everyone else? | 0:05:30 | 0:05:33 | |
Down the lido, Miss. It's Friday. | 0:05:33 | 0:05:36 | |
Keep the faith, Miss. | 0:05:38 | 0:05:40 | |
# Deep waters flow out to the sea | 0:05:41 | 0:05:45 | |
# They never needed you or me... # | 0:05:45 | 0:05:48 | |
"Down the lido, Miss. It's Friday." | 0:05:48 | 0:05:50 | |
# One summer dream | 0:05:50 | 0:05:54 | |
# One summer dream | 0:05:54 | 0:05:58 | |
# Warm summer breeze blows endlessly | 0:05:58 | 0:06:02 | |
# Touching the hearts of those who feel | 0:06:02 | 0:06:06 | |
# One summer dream... # | 0:06:06 | 0:06:09 | |
-Does anyone else want ice cream? -No, ta. | 0:06:09 | 0:06:12 | |
# One summer dream... # | 0:06:12 | 0:06:15 | |
You're fucking... | 0:06:22 | 0:06:24 | |
-LOUDHAILER: -Evan and Mandy James. Dena Davies. Vicki Munro. | 0:06:32 | 0:06:36 | |
-Stella Jones. -Oh, fuck. | 0:06:38 | 0:06:41 | |
This is a final warning. OK. Double rehearsals Monday. | 0:06:41 | 0:06:45 | |
Lunchtime and after school. I want you all there on time. | 0:06:45 | 0:06:48 | |
-Hi, Kenny. -Wanker. | 0:06:56 | 0:06:57 | |
Fucking wanker. | 0:06:57 | 0:06:59 | |
-Oi, oi! -Oi, oi, Macca. Where have you been? | 0:07:02 | 0:07:06 | |
Killing Pakis. | 0:07:06 | 0:07:08 | |
Oh, Kenny boy here's only gone and given in, in't he? | 0:07:08 | 0:07:10 | |
Going down Steady Eddie's fucking finally. Having a chop. | 0:07:10 | 0:07:15 | |
-Going to be one of us, are you? Huh? -Yeah, I'm ready. Yeah. | 0:07:15 | 0:07:17 | |
-Yeah? Well, come on, then. -Let's do it. | 0:07:17 | 0:07:20 | |
Martini. Cinzano. | 0:07:35 | 0:07:39 | |
Tia Maria. Anyone? | 0:07:39 | 0:07:41 | |
Anyone? | 0:07:41 | 0:07:43 | |
Oh, look at that. | 0:07:45 | 0:07:46 | |
Earth calling Tim. Come in, Tim. Tim? | 0:07:50 | 0:07:55 | |
-Someone's drunk everything. -I thought you were at rehearsals. | 0:07:56 | 0:08:00 | |
-So did I. -Yeah, well, it is Friday, you mad cow. | 0:08:00 | 0:08:02 | |
-You've had 'em at it all week. -Thank you, Tim. | 0:08:02 | 0:08:05 | |
-I thought you were on my side. -Oh, I am, believe me. | 0:08:05 | 0:08:07 | |
You should hear what the rest of them are saying. | 0:08:07 | 0:08:09 | |
-Oh, spare me the details. -Mine was shit, by the way. | 0:08:09 | 0:08:11 | |
-Thanks for asking. -Oh, sorry, love. How was your day? | 0:08:11 | 0:08:14 | |
Shit. Thanks for asking. | 0:08:14 | 0:08:15 | |
Oh... God, that Davy can sing, though. | 0:08:18 | 0:08:23 | |
Yeah, and such dreamy eyes. | 0:08:23 | 0:08:25 | |
I love it when you take an interest in my work. | 0:08:26 | 0:08:29 | |
I don't want to sound like an alkie, but I got some gin stashed in my wardrobe. | 0:08:29 | 0:08:33 | |
Oh, gin. That's just the taste of disappointment, innit? | 0:08:33 | 0:08:36 | |
Well, why don't we do something different tonight? | 0:08:36 | 0:08:38 | |
Why don't you show me some of your old haunts? | 0:08:38 | 0:08:40 | |
Oh, they knocked most of them down. | 0:08:40 | 0:08:42 | |
HE LAUGHS | 0:08:42 | 0:08:43 | |
SHE SIGHS | 0:08:48 | 0:08:49 | |
Not so fast, man. You've got to look for the bubbles. | 0:08:51 | 0:08:53 | |
I'm trying to. I'm trying to get it in. | 0:08:53 | 0:08:56 | |
Dad, there's no more clean shirts. | 0:08:56 | 0:08:58 | |
Well, your nan haven't been round, have she? | 0:08:58 | 0:09:00 | |
-Yeah, well, I'm going out tonight. -Look, spray some of that Brut on it. | 0:09:00 | 0:09:03 | |
-Always works. -Oh, yeah. Great. | 0:09:03 | 0:09:07 | |
-Mam would have washed one for me. -Anyway, you can be doing | 0:09:07 | 0:09:11 | |
your own laundry now. | 0:09:11 | 0:09:13 | |
Look, come here. | 0:09:16 | 0:09:19 | |
You got to find the bubbles, see? | 0:09:19 | 0:09:21 | |
There, there she blows. | 0:09:21 | 0:09:24 | |
I thought you said Mam would be coming home by now. | 0:09:24 | 0:09:27 | |
'Hello. Swansea 6-5-2-7.' | 0:09:37 | 0:09:39 | |
-Stella. It's Davy. -'Oh, hi, Davy.' | 0:09:39 | 0:09:42 | |
Hiya. What are you doing? | 0:09:42 | 0:09:45 | |
Nothing. What are you doing? | 0:09:45 | 0:09:48 | |
'Nothing. Where were you this afternoon?' | 0:09:48 | 0:09:52 | |
Went down to the lido to cool off. | 0:09:52 | 0:09:55 | |
'You were supposed to be in rehearsals.' | 0:09:55 | 0:09:57 | |
Yeah, on a Friday. | 0:09:57 | 0:10:00 | |
So, uh... you still want to meet up tonight, then? | 0:10:01 | 0:10:05 | |
-No. I... I can't. -Stella. Please? | 0:10:05 | 0:10:09 | |
Look, we said we were going to be friends. | 0:10:09 | 0:10:11 | |
Are you seeing someone else? | 0:10:12 | 0:10:14 | |
PHONE BEEPS | 0:10:14 | 0:10:15 | |
'Stella?' | 0:10:17 | 0:10:18 | |
Fuck. | 0:10:20 | 0:10:22 | |
-Have you heard from her? -Oh, don't start, Mam. Right? | 0:10:31 | 0:10:34 | |
You know I don't want to talk about it, right? | 0:10:34 | 0:10:36 | |
-All right. OK. -See you Tuesday. | 0:10:36 | 0:10:38 | |
-All right. -Hi, Nan. | 0:10:38 | 0:10:41 | |
-Hiya, my old son, you all right? -All right? | 0:10:41 | 0:10:43 | |
-Ta-ra, love. -Ta-ra. | 0:10:43 | 0:10:44 | |
Hello, ladies. | 0:10:51 | 0:10:54 | |
-Beautiful night, innit? -It's all right. | 0:10:54 | 0:10:57 | |
It's more beautiful now I've seen you. | 0:10:57 | 0:10:59 | |
-Get a load of this! -Oi, oi, you fucking wankers! | 0:11:04 | 0:11:07 | |
Enjoy your fucking chips. | 0:11:07 | 0:11:09 | |
-All right, Kenny? -All right. | 0:11:09 | 0:11:11 | |
-Nice haircut. What are you doing? -Nothing much. | 0:11:11 | 0:11:15 | |
-What have you girls been doing? -Nothing... | 0:11:15 | 0:11:17 | |
All right, girls? Stella. Fancy a shag? | 0:11:17 | 0:11:23 | |
I don't think so. | 0:11:23 | 0:11:24 | |
-You slag. -What's on your shoulder, Kenny? | 0:11:25 | 0:11:28 | |
Idiots. | 0:11:36 | 0:11:38 | |
You want to hear what Macca's been saying about you? | 0:11:41 | 0:11:43 | |
-I don't give a shit. -Everyone thinks you're a poof. | 0:11:43 | 0:11:46 | |
Fuck off, you dwarf. | 0:11:46 | 0:11:48 | |
What's he going on about now? Hmm? | 0:11:49 | 0:11:52 | |
Right, get the inner tube out. Careful of the valve. | 0:11:53 | 0:11:58 | |
-What are you going on about, Angus? -Him. Being in a musical. | 0:11:58 | 0:12:02 | |
-He's such a bummer, it's embarrassing. -You're embarrassing, more like. | 0:12:02 | 0:12:05 | |
Don't let him wind you up, son. | 0:12:05 | 0:12:07 | |
Your Uncle Neville used to love the dramatics. | 0:12:07 | 0:12:10 | |
Exactly. | 0:12:10 | 0:12:13 | |
Dad! | 0:12:13 | 0:12:14 | |
Anyway, I thought you were going out tonight? | 0:12:19 | 0:12:22 | |
He's been stood up, ain't he? | 0:12:22 | 0:12:24 | |
# Our first stop is in Bogota | 0:12:35 | 0:12:39 | |
# To check Colombian fields | 0:12:39 | 0:12:41 | |
# The natives smile and pass along | 0:12:43 | 0:12:48 | |
# A sample of their yield | 0:12:48 | 0:12:51 | |
# Sweet Jamaican pipe dreams | 0:12:53 | 0:12:55 | |
# Golden Acapulco nights Then Morocco and the East | 0:12:55 | 0:13:00 | |
# Fly by morning light | 0:13:00 | 0:13:02 | |
# We're on the train to Bangkok | 0:13:02 | 0:13:05 | |
# Aboard the Thailand Express... # | 0:13:07 | 0:13:10 | |
MUFFLED MUSIC CONTINUES | 0:13:10 | 0:13:12 | |
# Yeah. # | 0:13:18 | 0:13:21 | |
MIX OF CHEERS AND BOOING | 0:13:45 | 0:13:47 | |
-Thank you, Epitaph. -Thank you, Swansea! | 0:13:47 | 0:13:52 | |
Thank you, Munro, that's enough now. | 0:13:52 | 0:13:55 | |
CHEERS AND BOOS CONTINUE | 0:13:55 | 0:13:56 | |
-Mandy, your brother's a fucking poof. -Piss off. | 0:13:59 | 0:14:03 | |
..will present us with her Thought For The Day. Lorraine? | 0:14:03 | 0:14:09 | |
Silence! | 0:14:10 | 0:14:12 | |
Miss, I'm supposed to give you this, Miss. | 0:14:14 | 0:14:16 | |
-What is it? -From my parents, Miss. | 0:14:16 | 0:14:19 | |
-I'm not supposed to do the show. -What? | 0:14:19 | 0:14:22 | |
-Sorry. -You're Prospero. | 0:14:22 | 0:14:25 | |
-Syd, it's two weeks away. -I know, Miss. Sorry. | 0:14:25 | 0:14:29 | |
BELL RINGS | 0:14:33 | 0:14:34 | |
The Shakespeare's a bit harder than the Bowie. | 0:14:40 | 0:14:42 | |
-Yeah. -I record mine on a tape | 0:14:42 | 0:14:47 | |
and play it back through my headphones. | 0:14:47 | 0:14:49 | |
Maybe I'll try it. | 0:14:49 | 0:14:52 | |
I can make you one if you want. | 0:14:52 | 0:14:55 | |
Ah, here they are. The Epitaph band themselves. Good gig, boys. | 0:14:55 | 0:15:00 | |
Now I know why rock stars go off the rails. It's the adrenaline rush. | 0:15:00 | 0:15:04 | |
-Fucks you up. -Hoople, you were born fucked up. | 0:15:04 | 0:15:07 | |
He's right. | 0:15:07 | 0:15:08 | |
-Two and two, split those with you. -OK. | 0:15:11 | 0:15:14 | |
-All right, Kenny? -Yes, Miss. | 0:15:14 | 0:15:19 | |
Oh. I suppose Caliban's going to have to be a skinhead now, is he? | 0:15:19 | 0:15:23 | |
-Yes, Miss. -Fucking lesbian. | 0:15:23 | 0:15:26 | |
-What's that, sunshine? -Fuck off. You can't touch me. | 0:15:26 | 0:15:30 | |
-I left school. -What are you still doing here, then? | 0:15:30 | 0:15:32 | |
Talking to my brother, all right? | 0:15:32 | 0:15:34 | |
I tell you what. You should probably get some friends your own age. | 0:15:34 | 0:15:38 | |
-Leave him alone. -He's my brother, in't he? | 0:15:38 | 0:15:40 | |
Aren't you, Kenny? | 0:15:40 | 0:15:43 | |
Come on. Cheerio, lesbo. See you later, Kenny. | 0:15:43 | 0:15:47 | |
He's all right, Miss. | 0:15:47 | 0:15:50 | |
Do you want to come to rehearsals? | 0:15:50 | 0:15:51 | |
Right, just before we get there, I just want to remind you, at the back, | 0:15:55 | 0:15:58 | |
you are Ariel's choir of Martian spirits. | 0:15:58 | 0:16:01 | |
Spirits, not elephants. Light. You keep it light. | 0:16:01 | 0:16:04 | |
Right, go on, get up there. I'll be Prospero. | 0:16:04 | 0:16:07 | |
More work? Let me remind you of what you promised me, | 0:16:08 | 0:16:12 | |
-which is not yet been performed. -How now, moody? | 0:16:12 | 0:16:14 | |
-What more can you want? -My liberty. | 0:16:14 | 0:16:16 | |
-Miss? -Dena, come on, you can be Prospero. | 0:16:16 | 0:16:18 | |
-I can't, Miss. I'm banned, sorry. -What? | 0:16:18 | 0:16:21 | |
By the headmaster. Plus, a week's detention. | 0:16:21 | 0:16:24 | |
-Bugger. -I know. Fascist. | 0:16:25 | 0:16:29 | |
Would you stop it! | 0:16:30 | 0:16:31 | |
-Little shit. -Prick. | 0:16:31 | 0:16:33 | |
-Stop it, I am warning you. -Miss, it was him! | 0:16:33 | 0:16:35 | |
I don't care. Just stop it. | 0:16:35 | 0:16:38 | |
All right. Look, go from the song. | 0:16:38 | 0:16:41 | |
Enter Ferdinand. Where's Miranda? Come on, Stella. | 0:16:41 | 0:16:44 | |
-Right. -Fucking wanker. | 0:16:45 | 0:16:47 | |
Cue us in. | 0:16:47 | 0:16:48 | |
Where should this music be? | 0:16:51 | 0:16:53 | |
In the air or the earth? | 0:16:53 | 0:16:57 | |
It sounds no more. | 0:16:57 | 0:16:59 | |
This music hath crept by me upon the waters, | 0:16:59 | 0:17:02 | |
allaying both my fury and my passion with its sweet air. | 0:17:02 | 0:17:06 | |
Thence I followed it. Or it hath drawn me rather. | 0:17:06 | 0:17:10 | |
But 'tis gone. | 0:17:10 | 0:17:12 | |
No, it begins again. | 0:17:12 | 0:17:16 | |
# You're sailing softly through the sun | 0:17:16 | 0:17:22 | |
# In a broken Stone Age dawn | 0:17:22 | 0:17:27 | |
# You fly so high | 0:17:27 | 0:17:30 | |
# I get a strange magic | 0:17:30 | 0:17:35 | |
# Oh, what a strange magic | 0:17:35 | 0:17:39 | |
# Oh, it's a strange magic | 0:17:39 | 0:17:44 | |
# Got a strange magic | 0:17:44 | 0:17:49 | |
# Got a strange magic | 0:17:49 | 0:17:53 | |
# You're walking meadows in my mind | 0:18:01 | 0:18:07 | |
# Making waves across my time | 0:18:07 | 0:18:12 | |
# Oh, no, Oh, no | 0:18:12 | 0:18:16 | |
# I get a strange magic | 0:18:16 | 0:18:20 | |
# Oh, what a strange magic | 0:18:20 | 0:18:24 | |
# Oh, it's a strange magic | 0:18:24 | 0:18:29 | |
# Got a strange magic | 0:18:29 | 0:18:33 | |
-# Got a strange magic -Now I'm | 0:18:34 | 0:18:40 | |
# Never going to be the same again | 0:18:40 | 0:18:43 | |
# Now I've seen the way it's meant to end | 0:18:43 | 0:18:48 | |
# Sweet dream Sweet dream | 0:18:48 | 0:18:52 | |
# I get a strange magic | 0:18:52 | 0:18:56 | |
# Oh, what a strange magic | 0:18:56 | 0:19:01 | |
# Oh, it's a strange magic | 0:19:01 | 0:19:06 | |
# Got a strange magic | 0:19:06 | 0:19:10 | |
# Got a strange magic | 0:19:10 | 0:19:14 | |
# It's magic | 0:19:14 | 0:19:17 | |
# It's magic | 0:19:17 | 0:19:18 | |
# It's magic | 0:19:19 | 0:19:21 | |
# Strange magic | 0:19:23 | 0:19:25 | |
# Oh, what a strange magic... # | 0:19:25 | 0:19:30 | |
-Miss Mae. -Hm. | 0:19:37 | 0:19:38 | |
Miss Valentine. | 0:19:40 | 0:19:42 | |
I hope you don't mind me speaking frankly, | 0:19:44 | 0:19:46 | |
but some of us on the staff are a little concerned about how much | 0:19:46 | 0:19:48 | |
this musical is taking of the children's time. | 0:19:48 | 0:19:52 | |
Ah, the small delegation. | 0:19:52 | 0:19:55 | |
And, well, since we're being frank, | 0:19:55 | 0:19:57 | |
some indiscipline seems to be spilling over into their more serious studies. | 0:19:57 | 0:20:00 | |
-I mean, it's all very well you... -Are you suggesting that what we | 0:20:00 | 0:20:03 | |
are doing is not serious? I mean, compared to social studies? | 0:20:03 | 0:20:08 | |
We have made our thoughts known to the headmaster, Miss Mae. | 0:20:08 | 0:20:11 | |
It's as much as some of these children can do to read and write. | 0:20:11 | 0:20:14 | |
We'd all do well to get them through their three R's before moving on. | 0:20:14 | 0:20:17 | |
-Don't you agree, Mr Swinton? -Exams must come first. | 0:20:17 | 0:20:20 | |
It's a bit late to be worrying about that. | 0:20:20 | 0:20:22 | |
Half of them will be leaving here in three weeks' time. For good. | 0:20:22 | 0:20:25 | |
It'd be nice for them to at least have one opportunity | 0:20:25 | 0:20:28 | |
-for some self expression. -Self expression doesn't butter | 0:20:28 | 0:20:31 | |
any parsnips, Miss Mae. | 0:20:31 | 0:20:33 | |
BELL RINGS | 0:20:33 | 0:20:35 | |
Parsnips? (Mad cow.) | 0:20:35 | 0:20:38 | |
It's not even like it's a proper musical, is it, eh? | 0:20:38 | 0:20:41 | |
Don't you start, Cafferty. | 0:20:41 | 0:20:43 | |
I suppose you'd like to see the kids do Oliver, again. | 0:20:43 | 0:20:46 | |
Ah, now you're talking. I love Oliver, I do. | 0:20:46 | 0:20:49 | |
Lovely story, catchy tunes. Proper. | 0:20:49 | 0:20:51 | |
If I ever find out it was you who put him up to it. | 0:20:51 | 0:20:55 | |
-Who? -Syd Jones. | 0:20:55 | 0:20:57 | |
His parents said he wanted to concentrate on his studies | 0:20:57 | 0:21:00 | |
-and his rugby. -Yeah. He's a good rugby player. | 0:21:00 | 0:21:02 | |
It's summer, you fucker. | 0:21:02 | 0:21:05 | |
Oi. Oi! He's got trials coming up, right! | 0:21:06 | 0:21:09 | |
Nice tits, though. | 0:21:11 | 0:21:13 | |
Oh, aye. | 0:21:13 | 0:21:14 | |
'Hello?' | 0:21:31 | 0:21:33 | |
PHONE BEEPS | 0:21:33 | 0:21:34 | |
Hello. Is Mam there? | 0:21:35 | 0:21:38 | |
'No, she's not here at the moment. Angus, is that you?' | 0:21:38 | 0:21:42 | |
-What time will she be back? -'Not sure. About six.' | 0:21:42 | 0:21:45 | |
'Angus, I...' | 0:21:47 | 0:21:48 | |
-It's fucking hot. -Hot as fuck. | 0:22:10 | 0:22:14 | |
DOORBELL RINGS | 0:22:36 | 0:22:38 | |
Oh, hello, love. I was expecting you earlier. | 0:22:43 | 0:22:47 | |
Your brother's upstairs. We've got a full house. | 0:22:47 | 0:22:50 | |
-Well, it was rehearsals. -Oh, don't worry. | 0:22:50 | 0:22:53 | |
Only Monday is "Merry Widows" night. And it's my turn to provide the nibbles. | 0:22:53 | 0:22:58 | |
Come on in. The girls would love to see you, I'm sure. | 0:22:58 | 0:23:00 | |
They're always asking after you. Girls, guess who's here? | 0:23:00 | 0:23:05 | |
That wayward daughter of mine. | 0:23:05 | 0:23:08 | |
She's teaching now, she's given up the acting. Isn't it lovely she's back? | 0:23:09 | 0:23:13 | |
Yeah. | 0:23:13 | 0:23:14 | |
Hello, love. | 0:23:18 | 0:23:21 | |
Hey. | 0:23:21 | 0:23:23 | |
-You met the coven, then. -Yeah. | 0:23:24 | 0:23:27 | |
-They give you the third degree? -Oh... | 0:23:27 | 0:23:29 | |
I think I let 'em down on the glamour front. You know... | 0:23:30 | 0:23:34 | |
coming home to teach. Not very glittery, is it? | 0:23:34 | 0:23:38 | |
How's the show going? | 0:23:38 | 0:23:40 | |
Oh, I'm not sure. I think I've bitten off more than I can chew. | 0:23:40 | 0:23:44 | |
Nothing new there, then. It'll be stunning. | 0:23:44 | 0:23:47 | |
It's good, innit? She's making a move, finally. | 0:23:47 | 0:23:52 | |
I can't believe it's been almost two years. | 0:23:52 | 0:23:55 | |
I used to love coming up here and disturbing him. | 0:23:58 | 0:24:00 | |
Yeah. | 0:24:00 | 0:24:01 | |
What are you going to do with all those? | 0:24:05 | 0:24:07 | |
Uh... I don't know. Jumble? | 0:24:07 | 0:24:10 | |
We can't chuck 'em. I mean, that's... | 0:24:10 | 0:24:13 | |
That's a whole life-time's worth of stuff, that is. I mean... | 0:24:13 | 0:24:16 | |
-Do you want them? -I don't know. I'm... | 0:24:16 | 0:24:19 | |
Why don't you take a look through and tell me what you want | 0:24:19 | 0:24:23 | |
and I'll drop it off. | 0:24:23 | 0:24:24 | |
Where were you two earlier? I was looking for you. | 0:24:33 | 0:24:37 | |
You done? | 0:24:48 | 0:24:50 | |
My mum and dad still shag. | 0:25:01 | 0:25:04 | |
It's disgusting. They used to send me to Sunday school so they could do it. | 0:25:04 | 0:25:09 | |
But now, I don't go to Sunday school. I got to sit there and listen to 'em. | 0:25:10 | 0:25:15 | |
Fuck off, Hoople. | 0:25:15 | 0:25:17 | |
Ah, I got to go. | 0:25:18 | 0:25:20 | |
Why? What's wrong with you? | 0:25:20 | 0:25:23 | |
-Oh, look, I'll come with you. -What about me? | 0:25:23 | 0:25:26 | |
-Fuck off. -There's nothing wrong. | 0:25:26 | 0:25:28 | |
I just got to go. It's me dad, you know. | 0:25:28 | 0:25:31 | |
See you later. | 0:25:31 | 0:25:32 | |
-What's wrong with him? -It's his dad, isn't it? | 0:25:36 | 0:25:40 | |
I've told him... | 0:25:40 | 0:25:41 | |
ELECTRONIC TUNE | 0:25:41 | 0:25:42 | |
..life has to go on. | 0:25:43 | 0:25:45 | |
DOORBELL RINGS | 0:25:53 | 0:25:55 | |
All right? | 0:25:55 | 0:25:56 | |
# I'm not in love | 0:26:03 | 0:26:05 | |
# So don't forget it | 0:26:07 | 0:26:08 | |
# It's just a silly phase I'm going through | 0:26:10 | 0:26:14 | |
# And just because | 0:26:17 | 0:26:19 | |
# I call you up | 0:26:20 | 0:26:22 | |
# Don't get me wrong, don't think you've got it made | 0:26:23 | 0:26:28 | |
# I'm not in love | 0:26:31 | 0:26:32 | |
# No, no | 0:26:32 | 0:26:34 | |
# It's because... # | 0:26:36 | 0:26:39 | |
BELL RINGS | 0:26:40 | 0:26:41 | |
So, as we've discussed, class is measured by sociologists | 0:26:44 | 0:26:47 | |
in terms of income, | 0:26:47 | 0:26:50 | |
education and... | 0:26:50 | 0:26:53 | |
..values. | 0:26:55 | 0:26:57 | |
To give you an example, I am middle class. | 0:27:00 | 0:27:04 | |
You would be working class. Right, any questions so far? | 0:27:04 | 0:27:07 | |
BELL RINGS | 0:27:10 | 0:27:12 | |
Class dismissed. | 0:27:12 | 0:27:13 | |
Right, human nature. What is human nature? | 0:27:17 | 0:27:21 | |
It's one of the central questions of the play. | 0:27:21 | 0:27:24 | |
What makes us tick, all of us? | 0:27:24 | 0:27:26 | |
You think it's love? The need for love is at the core of the human experience? | 0:27:27 | 0:27:32 | |
You think everyone's capable of love? | 0:27:32 | 0:27:35 | |
Is Caliban capable of love? Kenny, what do you think? | 0:27:35 | 0:27:38 | |
I... I don't know, Miss. | 0:27:40 | 0:27:42 | |
-OK. -Caliban's an outsider, like me. | 0:27:42 | 0:27:45 | |
I mean, like Ariel. They're both outsiders. | 0:27:45 | 0:27:48 | |
Yeah, good. Exactly. They're both excluded by society. | 0:27:48 | 0:27:52 | |
People make up their mind about Caliban because he's different. | 0:27:52 | 0:27:55 | |
They think Caliban's a monster. His mother was a witch. | 0:27:55 | 0:27:59 | |
You've met Kenny's mum then, Miss? | 0:27:59 | 0:28:01 | |
-Fuck off! -All right, all right. | 0:28:01 | 0:28:03 | |
-You are fucking dead. -Fuck you, Kenny. | 0:28:03 | 0:28:06 | |
Lewis! | 0:28:06 | 0:28:07 | |
-Lewis, sit down! -Fucking idiot! | 0:28:07 | 0:28:10 | |
Don't! Oh, come on, Kenny. | 0:28:10 | 0:28:12 | |
-Fucking prick. -Kenny, please. Stop. | 0:28:12 | 0:28:15 | |
Just piss off, Miss, yeah? | 0:28:15 | 0:28:16 | |
Stand still, Loder. | 0:28:18 | 0:28:20 | |
Still. | 0:28:22 | 0:28:24 | |
-Everything all right in here, Miss Mae? -Yes. Thank you, Mr Cafferty. | 0:28:26 | 0:28:30 | |
I can deal with my own class, thank you. It's all part of the process. | 0:28:30 | 0:28:34 | |
-Process? -Yes. | 0:28:34 | 0:28:37 | |
Thanks for that, kids. | 0:28:45 | 0:28:47 | |
Thanks for making me look like an idiot in front of the Incredible Bulk. | 0:28:47 | 0:28:51 | |
LAUGHTER | 0:28:51 | 0:28:52 | |
Right. Come on, Kenny. | 0:28:52 | 0:28:54 | |
Let's forget the words, let's just do the song, all right? | 0:28:54 | 0:28:57 | |
Anyone not involved can leave. OK? | 0:28:57 | 0:28:59 | |
Lewis, you all right? Yes? Kenny? Good. | 0:29:04 | 0:29:08 | |
-After school, you fucker. -Wanker. | 0:29:08 | 0:29:10 | |
Just sit down and play, please. Thank you. | 0:29:10 | 0:29:13 | |
CHATTER AND LAUGHTER | 0:29:16 | 0:29:17 | |
Piss off, boys! | 0:29:17 | 0:29:19 | |
Lads. | 0:29:22 | 0:29:24 | |
You leave any marks on him and you'll be in big trouble. | 0:29:27 | 0:29:31 | |
No towel again, Miller? | 0:29:31 | 0:29:32 | |
-Sam, you mong, fuck off. -Miller! | 0:29:33 | 0:29:36 | |
Shall I slipper him, Mr Cafferty? | 0:29:36 | 0:29:38 | |
BOYS: Yeah! | 0:29:38 | 0:29:39 | |
# Everybody | 0:29:58 | 0:30:01 | |
# Has been burned before | 0:30:02 | 0:30:06 | |
# Everybody knows the pain | 0:30:09 | 0:30:14 | |
# Anyone in this place | 0:30:17 | 0:30:22 | |
# Can tell you to your face | 0:30:23 | 0:30:27 | |
# Why you shouldn't | 0:30:29 | 0:30:33 | |
# Try to love someone | 0:30:34 | 0:30:37 | |
# Everybody knows | 0:30:54 | 0:30:59 | |
# It never works | 0:30:59 | 0:31:02 | |
# Everybody knows and me | 0:31:05 | 0:31:11 | |
# I know that door | 0:31:15 | 0:31:19 | |
# That shuts just before | 0:31:19 | 0:31:24 | |
# You get to the dream | 0:31:24 | 0:31:29 | |
# You see... # | 0:31:29 | 0:31:34 | |
-I got to go. Bye. -Bye. | 0:31:39 | 0:31:42 | |
Bye. | 0:31:53 | 0:31:54 | |
What are you doing tonight? | 0:31:57 | 0:31:59 | |
-Homework. -What? Well, that's a first. | 0:32:01 | 0:32:05 | |
Sure you don't want to come to Pizza Night? | 0:32:07 | 0:32:09 | |
-That's for you college types. -Miss Mae organises a get-together | 0:32:09 | 0:32:13 | |
for everyone who's leaving this year, you know. | 0:32:13 | 0:32:16 | |
A get-together with teachers? Sounds a bit naff. | 0:32:16 | 0:32:20 | |
Have you been telling people we're going out? | 0:32:23 | 0:32:25 | |
No. | 0:32:25 | 0:32:27 | |
That's not what I heard. Heard you been telling people we're going out. | 0:32:27 | 0:32:31 | |
We're friends, remember, yeah? | 0:32:32 | 0:32:35 | |
I don't get it. | 0:32:35 | 0:32:37 | |
You said that you loved me, Stella. | 0:32:39 | 0:32:42 | |
Oh, look, please, come on. | 0:32:42 | 0:32:44 | |
Fucking hell! | 0:32:48 | 0:32:49 | |
Kenny, you got to ignore Lewis and Hoople. | 0:33:00 | 0:33:03 | |
They just say stuff to wind you up, you know. I know you can do it. | 0:33:03 | 0:33:07 | |
Kenny, every line you get right, | 0:33:09 | 0:33:11 | |
you got to think "fuck off" at the end of it. | 0:33:11 | 0:33:14 | |
Make every line a "fuck off" to anybody who thinks that Kenny | 0:33:14 | 0:33:16 | |
-can't play Caliban. Got it? -Yes, Miss. | 0:33:16 | 0:33:19 | |
Could I scrounge a fag, Miss? | 0:33:24 | 0:33:26 | |
Ah, go on. | 0:33:28 | 0:33:30 | |
-What are your plans, Kenny? -What, Miss? | 0:33:33 | 0:33:37 | |
When you leave at the end of term, what are your plans? | 0:33:37 | 0:33:40 | |
-I... I don't know. Maybe the Army. -Kenny, you join the Army, | 0:33:40 | 0:33:43 | |
they're going to send you straight to Northern Ireland. You know that, right? | 0:33:43 | 0:33:46 | |
You understand that's what's going to happen? | 0:33:46 | 0:33:48 | |
There's so many other things that you could... Shit. | 0:33:48 | 0:33:52 | |
He hates me. Oh, I'm fucked! | 0:33:52 | 0:33:55 | |
Oh, God. | 0:33:55 | 0:33:57 | |
Ah, there's free booze and pizza. | 0:34:01 | 0:34:05 | |
Sounds a bit naff. | 0:34:05 | 0:34:06 | |
You can't dump us. Come on, man. | 0:34:06 | 0:34:09 | |
Uh, no, I can't. Go on, go out and have a good night. | 0:34:09 | 0:34:13 | |
See you, boys. | 0:34:14 | 0:34:16 | |
Dunno why you bother. That Stella. | 0:34:25 | 0:34:29 | |
Everyone knows she's the school bike. | 0:34:30 | 0:34:32 | |
Women. They all lose it, don't they? In the end. | 0:34:34 | 0:34:37 | |
What do you know? For fuck's sake. | 0:34:38 | 0:34:41 | |
Mam, she lost it. | 0:34:41 | 0:34:43 | |
You know, fuck off, Angus, right. | 0:34:46 | 0:34:48 | |
Doing me fucking head in. You're doing fucking everyone's head in. | 0:34:48 | 0:34:51 | |
Fucking Stella. Fucking tart. Just like Mam. | 0:34:55 | 0:34:59 | |
You stupid fuck! Fuck off! | 0:35:10 | 0:35:13 | |
Don't talk about Mam like that! Fuck off, right! | 0:35:16 | 0:35:19 | |
Where you going? I'm doing sardines on toast, man. | 0:35:29 | 0:35:32 | |
DOOR SLAMS | 0:35:34 | 0:35:36 | |
It's because they don't think I'm a proper teacher. | 0:35:38 | 0:35:40 | |
Any excuse for Cafferty to stitch me up. First Syd Jones, and now this. | 0:35:40 | 0:35:45 | |
Watch, tomorrow morning he's going to go straight to the head about the smoking. | 0:35:45 | 0:35:48 | |
I don't see what's so bad. In France, everybody smokes. | 0:35:50 | 0:35:53 | |
Even small children. It's normal. | 0:35:53 | 0:35:56 | |
They've been together for three years, have they? | 0:36:06 | 0:36:09 | |
-And she never speaks? -We've never heard her. | 0:36:09 | 0:36:11 | |
-Nobody has. -What about you, Miss? | 0:36:11 | 0:36:13 | |
-You seeing anyone? -I'm not telling you that, Daz. | 0:36:13 | 0:36:17 | |
-Why not? -Because I'm not. | 0:36:17 | 0:36:18 | |
-Oh, come on. -And anyway, | 0:36:18 | 0:36:20 | |
it's first name terms tonight. So you got to call me Viv. | 0:36:20 | 0:36:23 | |
Sorry, Viv. | 0:36:23 | 0:36:24 | |
Hey, any chance of a top-up, Mr Chisolm? I mean, Derek. | 0:36:25 | 0:36:29 | |
Hey, now, lads, right. There's school tomorrow. | 0:36:30 | 0:36:32 | |
Turn your frown upside down, Sir. | 0:36:38 | 0:36:42 | |
Are you OK, Miss? I think you should have started eating earlier. | 0:36:45 | 0:36:49 | |
KNOCK ON DOOR | 0:36:49 | 0:36:50 | |
Oh, we're busy, we're busy. | 0:36:50 | 0:36:52 | |
I need a towel. | 0:36:52 | 0:36:53 | |
It's the prawn salad. | 0:36:56 | 0:36:59 | |
I'm allergic. Always happens. | 0:36:59 | 0:37:01 | |
Oh, Dawn. | 0:37:06 | 0:37:08 | |
Whatever happens... | 0:37:08 | 0:37:10 | |
-you got to promise me... -Miss Vivienne. | 0:37:10 | 0:37:12 | |
..you'll never give up the violin. | 0:37:12 | 0:37:15 | |
-It's piano, miss. -Yeah. | 0:37:15 | 0:37:18 | |
Miss Mae? | 0:37:20 | 0:37:21 | |
Viv, Vivienne. You all right? | 0:37:21 | 0:37:25 | |
MARGARET THATCHER ON TV: 'Madam Chairman, ladies and gentlemen, | 0:37:38 | 0:37:41 | |
'I presume this is to enable us to sweep Britain clean of socialism. | 0:37:41 | 0:37:46 | |
'I can foresee that it will become as famous as Quentin Bell.' | 0:37:51 | 0:37:55 | |
Davy? | 0:37:56 | 0:37:58 | |
Angus? | 0:38:06 | 0:38:08 | |
He's just being Angus, in't he? | 0:38:26 | 0:38:28 | |
Come on, let me speak to him. | 0:38:29 | 0:38:31 | |
What? | 0:38:32 | 0:38:34 | |
No, no, no, no, no, hang on. This isn't about you and your new bloody life. | 0:38:34 | 0:38:38 | |
I just wanted to know if you'd seen him. I wanted to know what's happening | 0:38:38 | 0:38:42 | |
because I've got the right. | 0:38:42 | 0:38:44 | |
Well, it wasn't me who bloody left, was it?! | 0:38:44 | 0:38:47 | |
Oh, God. | 0:39:20 | 0:39:23 | |
Smug twats. | 0:39:25 | 0:39:28 | |
-Do they sleep in their tracksuits? -Oh, probably. | 0:39:28 | 0:39:31 | |
-Oh, bugger. Bugger, bugger. -What are you going to do? | 0:39:33 | 0:39:38 | |
Do you know, I've had an idea. | 0:39:40 | 0:39:42 | |
Are you going to sleep with him? | 0:39:42 | 0:39:44 | |
Oh, my God, you're so French. Headmaster! | 0:39:44 | 0:39:47 | |
Headmaster. Can I just have an urgent word? | 0:39:48 | 0:39:52 | |
-I need to talk to you about the show. -Yes, yes, of course. | 0:39:52 | 0:39:54 | |
Come into my office. | 0:39:54 | 0:39:56 | |
Now, the under-15s will be playing St Mary's tonight | 0:39:56 | 0:40:00 | |
in the regional semifinals, so we wish them luck. | 0:40:00 | 0:40:03 | |
Finally, I would like to make an announcement regarding | 0:40:04 | 0:40:07 | |
this year's school musical. | 0:40:07 | 0:40:10 | |
Miss Mae's groundbreaking production of Shakespeare's Tempest. | 0:40:10 | 0:40:13 | |
I'm very happy to tell you that I have, like many of you, | 0:40:15 | 0:40:19 | |
succumbed to Miss Mae's persuasive powers, | 0:40:19 | 0:40:22 | |
and agreed, reluctantly of course, | 0:40:22 | 0:40:24 | |
to take on the role of Prospero. | 0:40:24 | 0:40:27 | |
It will provide me with a unique opportunity to participate | 0:40:29 | 0:40:32 | |
in what will be, I'm sure, a very special evening. | 0:40:32 | 0:40:35 | |
BELL RINGS | 0:40:38 | 0:40:39 | |
Smoking, with a pupil? And in a public precinct? | 0:40:42 | 0:40:46 | |
Very sorry, Headmaster, it won't happen again. | 0:40:46 | 0:40:49 | |
For God's sake, woman, do you not understand? | 0:40:49 | 0:40:51 | |
-There have to be boundaries. -Well, I'm not a maths teacher. | 0:40:51 | 0:40:56 | |
I'm trying to get the kids to explore emotion. | 0:40:56 | 0:40:59 | |
I want 'em to feel, when they sing a song | 0:41:00 | 0:41:03 | |
or speak the written word, I want them to feel emotional impact. | 0:41:03 | 0:41:07 | |
I want 'em to know what it's like when your heart breaks. | 0:41:07 | 0:41:09 | |
When your soul or whatever you want to call it, soars and... | 0:41:09 | 0:41:12 | |
I'm very well aware of the artistic process, Miss Mae. | 0:41:12 | 0:41:15 | |
And, believe me, I know the potency of cheap music. | 0:41:15 | 0:41:18 | |
No, it is not cheap music. I'm sorry, but they're a full orchestra. | 0:41:18 | 0:41:23 | |
That's as may be. But there have to be boundaries, | 0:41:23 | 0:41:26 | |
lines that do not get crossed. | 0:41:26 | 0:41:30 | |
As I said, I'm very sorry. It won't happen again. | 0:41:30 | 0:41:33 | |
Good. | 0:41:33 | 0:41:34 | |
I'm... I'm glad we understand each other. | 0:41:34 | 0:41:38 | |
Now, on a more positive note. How was the pizza evening? | 0:41:44 | 0:41:49 | |
Great. Very successful, indeed. | 0:41:50 | 0:41:54 | |
Good. Good. | 0:41:54 | 0:41:56 | |
Um, uh, what time do you want me at rehearsals? | 0:41:56 | 0:41:59 | |
Oh. Any time after 4.30. | 0:41:59 | 0:42:02 | |
Hm. | 0:42:03 | 0:42:05 | |
One bag of chips, please, Mrs Wong. | 0:42:12 | 0:42:14 | |
One bag of chips, please, as well, Mrs Wong. Thank you. | 0:42:14 | 0:42:17 | |
Davy. It's Stella. | 0:42:20 | 0:42:23 | |
MUSIC DROWNS SPEECH | 0:42:25 | 0:42:26 | |
Oh, where the hell is Stella? | 0:42:47 | 0:42:51 | |
Come on, let's just...let's try it without her. I'll play Miranda. | 0:42:51 | 0:42:55 | |
-What? -Come on, sing with me. | 0:42:55 | 0:42:57 | |
All right. | 0:42:59 | 0:43:02 | |
So, I want you to forget that you're on the stage. Right? | 0:43:02 | 0:43:06 | |
Forget the world around you. Just feel what you're singing. | 0:43:06 | 0:43:10 | |
Channel your emotions. | 0:43:10 | 0:43:12 | |
You're lost. Shipwrecked. | 0:43:12 | 0:43:15 | |
Miranda's your salvation, she's your destiny. | 0:43:15 | 0:43:18 | |
This is the moment you fall in love. | 0:43:18 | 0:43:20 | |
# I can hear so much | 0:43:27 | 0:43:31 | |
# In your sighs | 0:43:31 | 0:43:35 | |
# And I can see so much | 0:43:35 | 0:43:39 | |
# In your eyes | 0:43:39 | 0:43:43 | |
# There are words we both could say | 0:43:43 | 0:43:49 | |
# Don't talk | 0:43:51 | 0:43:53 | |
# Put your head on my shoulder | 0:43:53 | 0:43:59 | |
# Come close | 0:43:59 | 0:44:01 | |
# Close your eyes and be still | 0:44:01 | 0:44:07 | |
# Don't talk | 0:44:07 | 0:44:09 | |
# Take my hand | 0:44:09 | 0:44:12 | |
# And let me hear your heart | 0:44:12 | 0:44:18 | |
# Beat... # | 0:44:18 | 0:44:21 | |
DOOR OPENS | 0:44:23 | 0:44:24 | |
Hello, everyone. Apologies for my tardiness. | 0:44:24 | 0:44:28 | |
-Welcome, Headmaster. -I thought I'd, uh, dress casual. | 0:44:28 | 0:44:31 | |
Great. | 0:44:32 | 0:44:34 | |
Ah, the goddess on whom the music attends. | 0:44:34 | 0:44:37 | |
-Sorry I'm late, Miss. -Don't worry, I did your bit for you. | 0:44:37 | 0:44:40 | |
You're not indispensable, Stella Jones. Just remember that. Nobody is. | 0:44:40 | 0:44:43 | |
It won't happen again, Miss Mae. The both of us will be punctual next time. | 0:44:43 | 0:44:46 | |
-Won't we, Stella? -Right, let's try it again, shall we? | 0:44:46 | 0:44:49 | |
-From where? -Well, the same place. | 0:44:49 | 0:44:50 | |
If that's all right with you. When Miranda first sets eyes on Ferdinand. | 0:44:50 | 0:44:54 | |
-It's the moment they fall in love. -All these songs are about love. | 0:44:54 | 0:44:57 | |
It gets confusing. | 0:44:57 | 0:44:59 | |
-Um, where do you want me? -Oh, by Ariel and Iris. | 0:45:00 | 0:45:04 | |
Well, you got to look into each other's eyes. | 0:45:08 | 0:45:10 | |
Most sure, it is the goddess on whom the music attends. | 0:45:13 | 0:45:17 | |
O you wonder! Tell me if you be maid or no. | 0:45:18 | 0:45:23 | |
No wonder, sir, but certainly a maid. | 0:45:23 | 0:45:26 | |
# I can hear so much | 0:45:29 | 0:45:33 | |
# In your sighs | 0:45:33 | 0:45:37 | |
# And I can see so much | 0:45:37 | 0:45:41 | |
# In your eyes | 0:45:41 | 0:45:45 | |
# There are words we both could say | 0:45:45 | 0:45:53 | |
# Don't talk | 0:45:53 | 0:45:56 | |
# Put your head on my shoulder | 0:45:56 | 0:46:00 | |
# Come close | 0:46:02 | 0:46:03 | |
# Close your eyes and be still | 0:46:03 | 0:46:07 | |
# Don't talk | 0:46:09 | 0:46:12 | |
# Take my hand | 0:46:12 | 0:46:14 | |
# And let me hear your heart | 0:46:14 | 0:46:20 | |
# Heart beat... # | 0:46:20 | 0:46:22 | |
-Just piss off, Stella! -Well, what's wrong now? | 0:46:23 | 0:46:26 | |
You know exactly what's wrong. You're just a fucking prick-tease. | 0:46:26 | 0:46:29 | |
No, I'm not. | 0:46:29 | 0:46:31 | |
-Miss, can I be excused? -Yeah, go on. | 0:46:31 | 0:46:33 | |
All right, hush. Just take a five minute break. Right, everyone. | 0:46:33 | 0:46:36 | |
-You got to be more careful. -Did you hear what he called me? | 0:46:38 | 0:46:42 | |
Yeah, I know, that was unnecessary... | 0:46:42 | 0:46:43 | |
I'm not bloody singing again with him. No way. | 0:46:43 | 0:46:45 | |
-Come on, Stella. -No. Forget it. | 0:46:45 | 0:46:47 | |
He's lost the plot, he has, big time. | 0:46:47 | 0:46:50 | |
LAUGHTER | 0:46:50 | 0:46:51 | |
Um, I...you know, uh, as I said, | 0:46:52 | 0:46:55 | |
it's... it's important that they explore their emotions. | 0:46:55 | 0:46:59 | |
-Explore or indulge? -Well, it can get a bit messy. | 0:46:59 | 0:47:03 | |
You all right? | 0:47:07 | 0:47:09 | |
I'm sorry, Miss, I... | 0:47:09 | 0:47:11 | |
Don't waste too much time, Davy. | 0:47:14 | 0:47:17 | |
-What? -On Stella. | 0:47:18 | 0:47:21 | |
She's bloody gorgeous. I can see that. | 0:47:25 | 0:47:29 | |
But she might not be the one. You ever thought of that? | 0:47:31 | 0:47:34 | |
I don't know much, but... I know you can't persuade someone to love you. | 0:47:38 | 0:47:43 | |
And you can't blame them when they don't. | 0:47:43 | 0:47:45 | |
-Thanks, Miss. -You're welcome, Davy. | 0:47:49 | 0:47:51 | |
# Strange face, with your eyes | 0:47:55 | 0:48:01 | |
# So pale and sincere | 0:48:01 | 0:48:06 | |
# Underneath you know well | 0:48:06 | 0:48:12 | |
# You have nothing to fear | 0:48:12 | 0:48:18 | |
# For the dreams that came | 0:48:18 | 0:48:23 | |
# To you when so young | 0:48:23 | 0:48:28 | |
# Told of a life | 0:48:30 | 0:48:34 | |
# Where spring is sprung | 0:48:34 | 0:48:42 | |
# You would seem so frail | 0:48:51 | 0:48:56 | |
# In the cold of the night | 0:48:56 | 0:49:02 | |
# When the armies of emotion | 0:49:02 | 0:49:08 | |
# Go out to fight | 0:49:08 | 0:49:13 | |
# But while the earth | 0:49:15 | 0:49:19 | |
# Sinks to its grave | 0:49:19 | 0:49:25 | |
# You sail to the sky | 0:49:25 | 0:49:30 | |
# On the crest of a wave | 0:49:30 | 0:49:36 | |
# Ah ah-ah ah ah-ah... # | 0:49:38 | 0:49:46 | |
# And if one day | 0:50:15 | 0:50:20 | |
# You should see me in the crowd | 0:50:20 | 0:50:26 | |
# Lend a hand and lift me | 0:50:29 | 0:50:33 | |
# To your place | 0:50:37 | 0:50:40 | |
# In the cloud. # | 0:50:40 | 0:50:44 | |
Do you ever feel like an alien? | 0:50:49 | 0:50:51 | |
Like sometimes I think I've been stranded on this planet, | 0:50:52 | 0:50:56 | |
and that one day they're going to come and pick me up. Take me back. | 0:50:56 | 0:50:59 | |
Well, if that happens, let me know. Maybe they'll take me with you. | 0:50:59 | 0:51:04 | |
Let's go for a swim. To cool off. | 0:51:04 | 0:51:07 | |
-Let's not. -Oh, come on... | 0:51:07 | 0:51:09 | |
Oh, yeah, let's. Let's go down the lido. | 0:51:09 | 0:51:12 | |
-You sure they won't be back? -I told you. They're at my uncle's. | 0:51:26 | 0:51:30 | |
-All night. -What about Lewis? | 0:51:30 | 0:51:35 | |
He thinks you're at the hospital. He's over at Hoople's. | 0:51:35 | 0:51:38 | |
Ah, I should go. I want to see my dad. | 0:51:40 | 0:51:44 | |
Yeah, OK. | 0:51:44 | 0:51:46 | |
I'll go see him tomorrow. | 0:51:54 | 0:51:56 | |
Don't, you'll ruin my hair. | 0:52:33 | 0:52:35 | |
Oh, I was starting to think you'd run away an' all. | 0:53:05 | 0:53:09 | |
-No, I've just been riding around. -Oh, aye. | 0:53:09 | 0:53:11 | |
Spoke to your mother. | 0:53:13 | 0:53:14 | |
-All right? -Aye. | 0:53:16 | 0:53:18 | |
No problem. Angus is staying over her place for a few days. | 0:53:18 | 0:53:22 | |
Got a surprise for you boys. | 0:53:23 | 0:53:26 | |
Come and see. | 0:53:26 | 0:53:27 | |
-A fridge? -Freezer. Fridge... | 0:53:33 | 0:53:37 | |
It's not ours yet, of course, but it will be, | 0:53:37 | 0:53:39 | |
so I don't want any dents or scratches, right. | 0:53:39 | 0:53:42 | |
-What are they? -Melon balls. | 0:53:47 | 0:53:50 | |
Ice cream, too, and Tip Tops for Angus. | 0:53:52 | 0:53:56 | |
He's always going on about your mam's deep freeze | 0:53:56 | 0:53:58 | |
over her bloke's in Porthcawl. | 0:53:58 | 0:54:01 | |
-Still don't know what she sees in him. -He's got a deep freeze, hasn't he? | 0:54:01 | 0:54:04 | |
He's a nasty little troublemaker. A very disruptive influence in class. | 0:54:17 | 0:54:23 | |
Yeah, well, that wouldn't happen on my watch, Miss Valentine. | 0:54:23 | 0:54:27 | |
Next time, just send the little bugger over to me. | 0:54:27 | 0:54:31 | |
-Who are we talking about? -Kenny Loder. | 0:54:31 | 0:54:33 | |
His brother was just the same. | 0:54:33 | 0:54:36 | |
You know, I'm interested, as an expert... | 0:54:36 | 0:54:39 | |
Oh, no, wait, as a social studies teacher. | 0:54:39 | 0:54:42 | |
Do you think he was born a nasty little troublemaker | 0:54:42 | 0:54:44 | |
or did we turn him into one? Cos he's doing really well for me. | 0:54:44 | 0:54:48 | |
-He can sing, for a start. -It won't last. Mark my words. | 0:54:48 | 0:54:52 | |
-Biscuit fund. -Why? Because you only have | 0:54:52 | 0:54:54 | |
-one approach? -Miss Mae, I believe you've already | 0:54:54 | 0:54:56 | |
had one official warning in your brief time here. | 0:54:56 | 0:55:00 | |
It might pay you to show some humility. | 0:55:00 | 0:55:03 | |
-No, thanks, I'm on a diet. -But you had a biscuit. | 0:55:07 | 0:55:10 | |
-What? -Yesterday. You had a biscuit. | 0:55:10 | 0:55:13 | |
Actually, you had two. You had one on Tuesday as well. Digestive. | 0:55:13 | 0:55:18 | |
-Am I really that ugly, then? -No. | 0:55:24 | 0:55:27 | |
Well, what is it, then? | 0:55:27 | 0:55:28 | |
I'm not sure it's...girls I like. | 0:55:40 | 0:55:43 | |
What? You're...you're a poof? | 0:55:44 | 0:55:48 | |
I just need some time to work it out. | 0:55:48 | 0:55:52 | |
You've already worked it out, I reckon. | 0:55:53 | 0:55:55 | |
I'm not ashamed of it. | 0:55:55 | 0:55:57 | |
I always knew you were different. | 0:56:05 | 0:56:08 | |
That's why I liked you, I suppose. | 0:56:08 | 0:56:10 | |
Not like the other twats in this school. | 0:56:10 | 0:56:13 | |
So have you told anyone else? | 0:56:19 | 0:56:20 | |
Well, I'm glad you told me. | 0:56:26 | 0:56:27 | |
So am I. | 0:56:31 | 0:56:32 | |
# We passed upon the stair | 0:57:03 | 0:57:07 | |
# We spoke of was and when | 0:57:07 | 0:57:11 | |
# Although I wasn't there | 0:57:11 | 0:57:15 | |
# He said I was his friend | 0:57:15 | 0:57:18 | |
# Which came as some surprise | 0:57:18 | 0:57:22 | |
# I spoke into his eyes | 0:57:22 | 0:57:25 | |
# I thought you died alone | 0:57:25 | 0:57:29 | |
# A long, long time ago | 0:57:29 | 0:57:31 | |
# Oh, no, not me | 0:57:34 | 0:57:38 | |
# I never lost control | 0:57:38 | 0:57:42 | |
# You're face to face | 0:57:42 | 0:57:46 | |
# With the man who sold the world | 0:57:46 | 0:57:51 | |
# I laughed and shook his hand | 0:58:03 | 0:58:06 | |
# And made my way back home | 0:58:07 | 0:58:11 | |
# I searched for form and land | 0:58:11 | 0:58:13 | |
# For years and years I roamed | 0:58:15 | 0:58:18 | |
# I gazed a gazely stare | 0:58:18 | 0:58:22 | |
# At all the millions here | 0:58:22 | 0:58:25 | |
# We must have died alone | 0:58:25 | 0:58:28 | |
# A long, long time ago | 0:58:28 | 0:58:31 | |
# Who knows? | 0:58:34 | 0:58:36 | |
# Not me | 0:58:36 | 0:58:38 | |
# We never lost control | 0:58:38 | 0:58:41 | |
# You're face to face | 0:58:41 | 0:58:45 | |
# With the man who sold the world. # | 0:58:45 | 0:58:49 | |
Right. Prospero, Caliban. Headmaster, you're on. Kenny. | 0:58:56 | 0:59:00 | |
From, uh, "What ho, slave." | 0:59:00 | 0:59:02 | |
Oh... | 0:59:03 | 0:59:04 | |
What ho, slave! Caliban. | 0:59:11 | 0:59:14 | |
Thou earth, thou! Fetch some wood. | 0:59:14 | 0:59:17 | |
There's wood enough already. Fuck off. | 0:59:17 | 0:59:20 | |
Yeah. Think it, don't say it, Kenny. | 0:59:21 | 0:59:25 | |
He's improvising. He's just working it out. | 0:59:25 | 0:59:27 | |
I don't think the f-word has any place in Shakespeare. | 0:59:27 | 0:59:30 | |
Well, it's actually very old, the f-word. | 0:59:30 | 0:59:33 | |
-It's also very offensive. -Well, so is Caliban. | 0:59:33 | 0:59:36 | |
-Boundaries, Miss Mae, boundaries. -Yes, Headmaster. | 0:59:36 | 0:59:39 | |
Carry on. Thank you. | 0:59:39 | 0:59:40 | |
There's other business for thee, too. Come here, tortoise. | 0:59:43 | 0:59:48 | |
This island's mine, by... | 0:59:48 | 0:59:51 | |
-Sycorax. -Fuck! | 0:59:52 | 0:59:54 | |
-It's all right, go on. -Sycorax, my mother, | 0:59:54 | 0:59:58 | |
which you stole from me, | 0:59:58 | 1:00:00 | |
uh, when you came first you stroked me. | 1:00:00 | 1:00:03 | |
Sh! Stop! | 1:00:04 | 1:00:05 | |
Just fuck off! You're fucking dead! And you! | 1:00:05 | 1:00:08 | |
-Pay no attention to him, please. -Kenneth. | 1:00:10 | 1:00:12 | |
Look, don't you get it? | 1:00:12 | 1:00:13 | |
I never wanted to do this poxy musical in the first place. | 1:00:13 | 1:00:16 | |
-I know, Kenny, just come back. -Just fuck off, Miss, will you! | 1:00:16 | 1:00:19 | |
-ALL: -Ooh! | 1:00:19 | 1:00:20 | |
Quiet! | 1:00:20 | 1:00:21 | |
"Feeling both the fury and the passion of this sweet air." | 1:00:48 | 1:00:52 | |
DOORBELL RINGS | 1:01:13 | 1:01:15 | |
Oh, hi. You look smart. | 1:01:20 | 1:01:23 | |
I'm just on my way home from work. | 1:01:23 | 1:01:26 | |
I was wondering if you'd fancy going for a spin later, like? | 1:01:26 | 1:01:29 | |
-Where to? -Anywhere you fancy. | 1:01:29 | 1:01:32 | |
Have you ever heard of this place called The Casablanca? | 1:01:32 | 1:01:35 | |
-No. -It's this club I fancied going to. | 1:01:35 | 1:01:38 | |
Nightclub, sure. Why not? | 1:01:38 | 1:01:41 | |
I propose a toast... | 1:01:44 | 1:01:47 | |
to groundbreaking, cutting-edge, Shakespearean, concept rock operas. | 1:01:47 | 1:01:52 | |
-Did I leave anything out? -No, I don't think so. | 1:01:52 | 1:01:54 | |
-Good. Come on, then. -Right. | 1:01:54 | 1:01:56 | |
-Cheers. -Cheers. | 1:01:58 | 1:01:59 | |
Up your bum. | 1:01:59 | 1:02:00 | |
THEY LAUGH | 1:02:00 | 1:02:02 | |
Ah. Ah, I gained a Prospero and lost a Caliban. It's hardly a fair swap. | 1:02:05 | 1:02:11 | |
-Kenny might come back. -No. | 1:02:11 | 1:02:13 | |
I think Lord Olivier is here to stay, though. I... | 1:02:13 | 1:02:16 | |
"I thought I'd dress casual." | 1:02:16 | 1:02:19 | |
He's on my side, deep down. | 1:02:19 | 1:02:21 | |
KNOCK ON DOOR | 1:02:21 | 1:02:22 | |
Oh, my God, who the hell can that be? | 1:02:23 | 1:02:25 | |
My God, who's that? You get it. | 1:02:25 | 1:02:27 | |
-No, I'm not going. -I'll go! | 1:02:27 | 1:02:29 | |
Hello? | 1:02:34 | 1:02:36 | |
Davy. What are you doing up here? | 1:02:36 | 1:02:39 | |
I was on my way to my nan's. She lives over in Briton Ferry. | 1:02:39 | 1:02:43 | |
Oh, right. | 1:02:43 | 1:02:45 | |
It's just... I come off my bike. I think I got a puncture. | 1:02:45 | 1:02:50 | |
-Are you all right? -I'm fine. | 1:02:50 | 1:02:53 | |
You want to come in? | 1:02:53 | 1:02:54 | |
OK. | 1:02:55 | 1:02:57 | |
# You got a thing about you | 1:03:05 | 1:03:08 | |
# I just can't live without you | 1:03:08 | 1:03:12 | |
# I really want you Elenore near me... # | 1:03:12 | 1:03:17 | |
..always makes me want tequila. | 1:03:19 | 1:03:21 | |
# Your looks intoxicate me | 1:03:21 | 1:03:23 | |
# Even though your folks hate me | 1:03:23 | 1:03:27 | |
# There's no-one like you Elenore really | 1:03:27 | 1:03:32 | |
# Elenore gee I think you're swell | 1:03:35 | 1:03:39 | |
# And you really do me well | 1:03:39 | 1:03:43 | |
# You're my pride and joy et cetera | 1:03:43 | 1:03:47 | |
# Elenore... # | 1:03:50 | 1:03:52 | |
-Looks crap. -Come on, it sounds good. | 1:03:52 | 1:03:54 | |
# ..to ask you to speak your mind | 1:03:54 | 1:03:58 | |
# Tell me that you love me better | 1:03:58 | 1:04:02 | |
# I really think you're groovy | 1:04:06 | 1:04:08 | |
# Let's go out to a movie | 1:04:08 | 1:04:12 | |
# What do you say now, Elenore, can we? # | 1:04:12 | 1:04:17 | |
KNOCKS ON DOOR | 1:04:21 | 1:04:22 | |
# Listen to the sound the drummer | 1:04:51 | 1:04:54 | |
# Thumping to the beat of my heart | 1:04:54 | 1:04:56 | |
# Feel that bass, you can't keep the pace | 1:04:57 | 1:05:00 | |
# It's tearing my brain apart | 1:05:00 | 1:05:03 | |
# Whoa, I never ever felt like this... # | 1:05:03 | 1:05:05 | |
-Want a drink? -Yes, please. | 1:05:05 | 1:05:07 | |
-What kind of drink do you want? -I don't mind. | 1:05:07 | 1:05:09 | |
-# Turning my heartbeat up -Ooo eee | 1:05:12 | 1:05:15 | |
-# Turning my heartbeat up -It's getting louder | 1:05:15 | 1:05:18 | |
-# Turning my heartbeat up -Oooh ooh ooh | 1:05:18 | 1:05:22 | |
# Turning my heartbeat up | 1:05:22 | 1:05:24 | |
# I keep on telling you you're turning my heartbeat up... # | 1:05:24 | 1:05:27 | |
-What's all these? -American imports. | 1:05:27 | 1:05:29 | |
# You're turning my heartbeat up | 1:05:29 | 1:05:31 | |
# Yeah, you're turning my heartbeat up | 1:05:31 | 1:05:33 | |
# Yeah yeah yeah | 1:05:33 | 1:05:35 | |
# You're turning my heartbeat up... # | 1:05:35 | 1:05:39 | |
There's no bar. There's no fucking bar! What are we doing here? | 1:05:39 | 1:05:44 | |
-It's good. -It's not good, it's shit. | 1:05:44 | 1:05:45 | |
-It's good. -It's not good, it's crap. | 1:05:45 | 1:05:47 | |
-Let's go somewhere else. -Just leave it. | 1:05:47 | 1:05:50 | |
-What's your fucking game? -Get off me! | 1:05:50 | 1:05:52 | |
# I got a little volcano about to erupt... # | 1:05:52 | 1:05:56 | |
MUFFLED MUSIC CONTINUES | 1:05:56 | 1:05:57 | |
-Let me give you a lift home. -Piss off. | 1:05:59 | 1:06:01 | |
Right. There you go. | 1:06:13 | 1:06:16 | |
You should be quite comfortable on that settee. | 1:06:16 | 1:06:19 | |
Thanks. | 1:06:20 | 1:06:22 | |
It's going to be great. The show. | 1:06:24 | 1:06:29 | |
Yeah. | 1:06:29 | 1:06:30 | |
Listen, are you sure you don't want to phone your dad? | 1:06:32 | 1:06:35 | |
We don't have a phone. | 1:06:36 | 1:06:38 | |
Anyway, he's working nights. | 1:06:40 | 1:06:43 | |
OK, well, sleep tight, then. | 1:06:45 | 1:06:48 | |
CAR HORN TOOTS | 1:07:00 | 1:07:01 | |
Just get lost, will you! | 1:07:03 | 1:07:05 | |
Stella, you OK? | 1:07:05 | 1:07:08 | |
Are you all right? | 1:07:12 | 1:07:13 | |
Davy? | 1:08:25 | 1:08:26 | |
You all right? | 1:08:29 | 1:08:30 | |
-What's wrong? -Um... | 1:08:32 | 1:08:34 | |
Nothing. | 1:08:40 | 1:08:41 | |
School tomorrow. | 1:09:09 | 1:09:10 | |
KNOCK ON DOOR | 1:10:02 | 1:10:03 | |
Hello. | 1:10:03 | 1:10:04 | |
Hello? | 1:10:09 | 1:10:10 | |
-All right? -Hi. | 1:10:14 | 1:10:17 | |
-Viv about? -Through there. | 1:10:18 | 1:10:20 | |
-Ah, Timothy. -All right? | 1:10:26 | 1:10:29 | |
-Just brought these round for her. -Yeah, fine. | 1:10:30 | 1:10:33 | |
Ah, Davy, you're up. I didn't want to knock. | 1:10:33 | 1:10:35 | |
-How was the sofa? -Uh, OK. | 1:10:35 | 1:10:39 | |
This is Rhys, by the way. Viv's... Miss Mae's brother. | 1:10:39 | 1:10:43 | |
You're one of her pupils then, are you? | 1:10:43 | 1:10:45 | |
-What are you doing here? -That's nice. | 1:10:45 | 1:10:48 | |
On my way to work. I brought that stuff you wanted, of Dad's. | 1:10:48 | 1:10:50 | |
-Oh, OK. -Shouldn't you be at school? | 1:10:50 | 1:10:52 | |
-Yeah. -Bonjour. | 1:10:52 | 1:10:54 | |
I had the most amazing dream last night. | 1:10:54 | 1:10:57 | |
I was making love to a man with a beard. | 1:10:57 | 1:11:02 | |
Hi. | 1:11:02 | 1:11:03 | |
I'm Sylvie. I'm French. | 1:11:03 | 1:11:06 | |
I am Rhys and I am Welsh. | 1:11:06 | 1:11:08 | |
-Hey, Hoople, are you OK? -Yeah, I'm OK. You? | 1:11:20 | 1:11:23 | |
Yeah. See you later. | 1:11:23 | 1:11:25 | |
-What's going on? -Oh, it's the school hall, Miss. | 1:11:42 | 1:11:44 | |
It burnt down. We got a day off. | 1:11:44 | 1:11:46 | |
DAVY: Christ! | 1:11:46 | 1:11:47 | |
Oh, no! | 1:11:49 | 1:11:50 | |
All clear now, love. | 1:12:02 | 1:12:04 | |
Oh, my God. | 1:12:20 | 1:12:22 | |
MURMUR OF CONVERSATION | 1:12:45 | 1:12:47 | |
If I could have your attention, please. Thank you. | 1:13:05 | 1:13:09 | |
Now, all classes are suspended | 1:13:09 | 1:13:12 | |
until the building has been made safe. | 1:13:12 | 1:13:15 | |
Sporting events should go ahead on the field, | 1:13:15 | 1:13:19 | |
but, uh, obviously there will be no school show. | 1:13:19 | 1:13:24 | |
Otherwise, I think we should do our best to get on with things | 1:13:24 | 1:13:27 | |
and get things back to normal as soon as possible. | 1:13:27 | 1:13:29 | |
Now, I've just come off the telephone to the police. | 1:13:29 | 1:13:33 | |
I reckon it was the wiring, Headmaster. | 1:13:33 | 1:13:35 | |
Those lights were dodgy as shit anyway. | 1:13:35 | 1:13:37 | |
There was nothing wrong with those lights. | 1:13:37 | 1:13:39 | |
-Headmaster, I have made a list... -Oh, don't tell me. | 1:13:39 | 1:13:41 | |
Of all the nasty, little troublemakers in the school. | 1:13:41 | 1:13:45 | |
Do you hate kids? I mean, is it all kids or is it just the poor ones? | 1:13:45 | 1:13:49 | |
- Miss Mae, Vivienne... - And I've underlined in red | 1:13:49 | 1:13:52 | |
all those who have a history of delinquency. | 1:13:52 | 1:13:54 | |
-Miss Valentine, please. -Christ, do you ever stop, woman?! | 1:13:54 | 1:13:57 | |
What do you want to do? You want to feel the bumps on their heads next? | 1:13:57 | 1:14:00 | |
Someone has burnt half the fucking school down! | 1:14:00 | 1:14:04 | |
- Language, please. - So let us stop this petty, liberal | 1:14:04 | 1:14:06 | |
procrastination and take control of the situation. | 1:14:06 | 1:14:09 | |
We are fiddling while Rome burns! Action must be taken! | 1:14:09 | 1:14:13 | |
You see, that's it. "Petty, liberal procrastination." | 1:14:13 | 1:14:16 | |
That is what you think self-expression is. | 1:14:16 | 1:14:18 | |
And God forbid that you would ever go the extra mile to find out | 1:14:18 | 1:14:21 | |
what those kids are actually good at! | 1:14:21 | 1:14:23 | |
Well, it is no surprise that the fire started where it did. | 1:14:23 | 1:14:26 | |
What is that supposed to mean, you condescending cow?! | 1:14:26 | 1:14:28 | |
- Please, ladies, please! - It is perfectly obvious! | 1:14:28 | 1:14:30 | |
Please! Now, if you'd just listen to me. | 1:14:30 | 1:14:33 | |
I've just been on the telephone to the police. | 1:14:33 | 1:14:36 | |
They've informed me that as of half an hour ago, | 1:14:36 | 1:14:38 | |
they've taken in Kenneth Loder for questioning. | 1:14:38 | 1:14:41 | |
Miss Mae. | 1:14:52 | 1:14:54 | |
I even fucked up being a teacher. | 1:15:04 | 1:15:06 | |
Maybe being a teacher isn't as easy as it looks. | 1:15:08 | 1:15:12 | |
Anyway, who says you fucked it up? Everybody says you're a great teacher. | 1:15:12 | 1:15:16 | |
-Who says I'm a great teacher? -Your two nutty friends. | 1:15:16 | 1:15:19 | |
It meant such a lot to me, this show. | 1:15:24 | 1:15:27 | |
I thought it meant a lot to them, too, you know. | 1:15:27 | 1:15:30 | |
Half the time he couldn't even be bothered to turn up to rehearsals. | 1:15:31 | 1:15:34 | |
That is what kids do. They skive off. It's their job. | 1:15:34 | 1:15:36 | |
I never did that. | 1:15:36 | 1:15:38 | |
You know your trouble, don't you? | 1:15:40 | 1:15:43 | |
You have got high expectations. | 1:15:43 | 1:15:46 | |
Whereas I have always had low expectations, | 1:15:46 | 1:15:48 | |
which is why I never disappoint myself. | 1:15:48 | 1:15:50 | |
You should try it sometime. | 1:15:51 | 1:15:53 | |
-Lowering your expectations. -I don't want to end up like you. | 1:15:54 | 1:15:59 | |
Two chips, please, Mrs Wong. Bloody fantastic. | 1:16:04 | 1:16:09 | |
"Hi, Hoople", she said, "see you later." | 1:16:10 | 1:16:14 | |
And now there won't be any fucking rehearsals. | 1:16:14 | 1:16:17 | |
Fuck! Just my bastard luck! Fucking Kenny. | 1:16:17 | 1:16:20 | |
See, I don't think it was him. I think it was Angus. | 1:16:20 | 1:16:23 | |
You know he's always setting stuff alight. You know, blowing things up. | 1:16:23 | 1:16:26 | |
-Ah, you can talk. -True. | 1:16:26 | 1:16:27 | |
Lots of salt and vinegar, please, Mrs Wong. | 1:16:27 | 1:16:29 | |
A lot more than you'd think acceptable. | 1:16:29 | 1:16:32 | |
See, he's always got that fucking lighter on him as well. | 1:16:32 | 1:16:35 | |
-You know what I mean? -Well, he does smoke. | 1:16:35 | 1:16:37 | |
Are you the fuckers that dropped my brother in it? | 1:16:37 | 1:16:40 | |
-Oh, fucking hell, Hoople! -Let's fucking have them! | 1:16:44 | 1:16:47 | |
Come back! | 1:16:47 | 1:16:49 | |
-You're fucking dead! -Let's fucking get them! | 1:16:49 | 1:16:52 | |
You fucking pricks! | 1:16:52 | 1:16:54 | |
Come here! | 1:16:54 | 1:16:55 | |
Come on! | 1:16:55 | 1:16:57 | |
Let's have them! | 1:16:58 | 1:16:59 | |
-Fucking wankers! -Let's fucking get them! | 1:17:01 | 1:17:03 | |
Let's have 'em! | 1:17:03 | 1:17:05 | |
-Oi, leave him alone! -Fuck off! | 1:17:17 | 1:17:20 | |
I said fucking leave him alone! | 1:17:20 | 1:17:22 | |
-Is that right? -Come on, then! | 1:17:22 | 1:17:24 | |
Oi, leave him alone, you lot! I'll call the police. | 1:17:28 | 1:17:32 | |
-Fuck off, you wanker! -Fucking wanker! | 1:17:32 | 1:17:35 | |
-Hoople? You all right, or what? -Fuck. | 1:17:40 | 1:17:43 | |
It's not the first time, to be honest with you. | 1:17:48 | 1:17:50 | |
-It's boys, innit? -Is this him? | 1:17:52 | 1:17:54 | |
No, it's my eldest boy, Davy. | 1:17:54 | 1:17:56 | |
-Everything all right? -Angus is not at your mother's no more. | 1:17:56 | 1:18:01 | |
Had an argument with her boyfriend a couple of nights ago. | 1:18:01 | 1:18:05 | |
Run off, hasn't come back. | 1:18:05 | 1:18:06 | |
-Well, where is he now? -Well, he's gone missing, ain't he? | 1:18:08 | 1:18:11 | |
Again? | 1:18:11 | 1:18:12 | |
Look. Fucking broke them. Jesus Christ. | 1:18:17 | 1:18:20 | |
Look at 'em. Could have broken it. | 1:18:20 | 1:18:24 | |
-You bastard! -Lewis, don't. | 1:18:32 | 1:18:35 | |
Why him? You're my best mate, for fuck's sake. | 1:18:35 | 1:18:37 | |
-That's way out of order. -I knew he'd act like this. | 1:18:37 | 1:18:40 | |
You dumped me. I thought it was cos of your dad. You fucking used me. | 1:18:40 | 1:18:43 | |
-Why are you so angry, Lewis? -Because you're my sister. You can't. | 1:18:43 | 1:18:46 | |
- Why not? - He's in the band, you dozy cow, | 1:18:46 | 1:18:48 | |
-that's why not. -Shut up, Hoople. | 1:18:48 | 1:18:49 | |
-So? -You just don't get it, do you? | 1:18:49 | 1:18:52 | |
Look, mate, there's some things you just don't do. | 1:18:55 | 1:18:57 | |
Piss off, Hoople. Just piss off! | 1:18:57 | 1:19:00 | |
All right, then. I will. | 1:19:00 | 1:19:03 | |
Swig? | 1:19:22 | 1:19:23 | |
Thanks. | 1:19:25 | 1:19:26 | |
Talked to your mother. | 1:19:28 | 1:19:30 | |
She said Angus has been spotted hanging round the arcades | 1:19:30 | 1:19:33 | |
down by the fair in Porthcawl. | 1:19:33 | 1:19:35 | |
Well, that's a relief, innit? | 1:19:37 | 1:19:39 | |
-How come? -Well... | 1:19:40 | 1:19:44 | |
means it couldn't have been him that started that fire, doesn't it? | 1:19:44 | 1:19:48 | |
I mean, if he was in Porthcawl last night... | 1:19:48 | 1:19:51 | |
He's probably gone round Nan's by now. | 1:19:54 | 1:19:56 | |
I'll go round in the morning. | 1:19:57 | 1:19:59 | |
Shame about the show, huh? | 1:20:02 | 1:20:05 | |
You worked hard for that, son. | 1:20:08 | 1:20:10 | |
So, what are you going to do, Miss Mae? | 1:20:15 | 1:20:17 | |
We used to put on these little concerts in our back garden. | 1:20:20 | 1:20:24 | |
Directed by me, of course. Starring me, obviously. | 1:20:24 | 1:20:28 | |
Accompanied by Rhys on his plastic Woolworth Beatles guitar. | 1:20:28 | 1:20:32 | |
God, I wish I'd had a bossy sister like you. | 1:20:32 | 1:20:33 | |
So, what are you going to do? | 1:20:37 | 1:20:39 | |
He always encouraged me, my dad. That's the thing. | 1:20:42 | 1:20:46 | |
"Don't let the bastards grind you down." | 1:20:52 | 1:20:55 | |
Oh, that was his favourite quote, even when he was ill. | 1:20:55 | 1:20:58 | |
-Karl Marx? -Yeah, well, it's... | 1:20:58 | 1:21:00 | |
actually got a lot more impact in the original German. | 1:21:00 | 1:21:03 | |
Right, I think I spotted some sherry in the kitchen. From Christmas. | 1:21:05 | 1:21:09 | |
-Really? -Technically it's an aperitif, I know. | 1:21:09 | 1:21:12 | |
-Well, it hasn't rained all summer. -'Beg your pardon?' | 1:21:26 | 1:21:29 | |
-It hasn't rained all summer. -'Very good.' | 1:21:29 | 1:21:31 | |
-Yeah. If it rains, it rains. -'It is called The Tempest.' | 1:21:31 | 1:21:35 | |
Oh, yeah, it is called The Tempest, Headmaster, very funny, yeah. | 1:21:35 | 1:21:38 | |
'Yes, good idea.' | 1:21:38 | 1:21:40 | |
I think Shakespeare would approve. Out there in nature, under the stars. | 1:21:40 | 1:21:43 | |
'Yes, yes, yes, yes, well, well...' | 1:21:43 | 1:21:45 | |
Yes. Yes, Headmaster. Right, I'll see you later. | 1:21:45 | 1:21:49 | |
'Bye-bye.' | 1:21:49 | 1:21:51 | |
I've seen so many of these over the years. | 1:21:51 | 1:21:54 | |
The children never get any older, do they? | 1:21:54 | 1:21:58 | |
It's just the rest of us. | 1:21:58 | 1:22:00 | |
You know the police have released Kenneth Loder? | 1:22:04 | 1:22:08 | |
-I didn't know that, no. -Yeah, lack of evidence, apparently. | 1:22:09 | 1:22:13 | |
So, the culprit is still out there somewhere. | 1:22:13 | 1:22:16 | |
You thought about my proposal, then? | 1:22:19 | 1:22:21 | |
Now, I know you think I'm an old fogey, but during the war, | 1:22:21 | 1:22:25 | |
when I was in the Services, we used to put shows on all the time. | 1:22:25 | 1:22:30 | |
Raise morale, that sort of thing. We had such fun. | 1:22:30 | 1:22:34 | |
And those shows, well, I'd like to think that they made a difference. | 1:22:34 | 1:22:41 | |
-Shall I take that as a yes, then? -Extreme times call for | 1:22:41 | 1:22:44 | |
extreme measures, don't you think, Miss Mae? | 1:22:44 | 1:22:47 | |
Not that there's a war on now, of course, but, uh, you get my drift? | 1:22:47 | 1:22:53 | |
There's always a war on, Headmaster. | 1:22:53 | 1:22:55 | |
What about Miss Valentine? Is she the future? | 1:23:02 | 1:23:07 | |
"O brave new world that has such people in't." | 1:23:07 | 1:23:12 | |
Kenny, what are you doing here? Are you all right? | 1:23:22 | 1:23:26 | |
I bet you think it was me an' all, don't you? Who started the fire. | 1:23:29 | 1:23:33 | |
-No, I don't. -Well, good. Because it wasn't. | 1:23:33 | 1:23:37 | |
-I'm putting the show back on. -No. | 1:23:43 | 1:23:46 | |
No way. No way, miss. Everybody fucking hates me. | 1:23:46 | 1:23:50 | |
No, everybody hates me. | 1:23:50 | 1:23:52 | |
You don't have to play Caliban. | 1:23:53 | 1:23:56 | |
Just do a couple of lines. I got another part for you. | 1:23:56 | 1:24:00 | |
Come on, let's show 'em. | 1:24:02 | 1:24:03 | |
'A devil, a born devil.' | 1:24:07 | 1:24:09 | |
On whose nature Nurture can never stick. | 1:24:09 | 1:24:11 | |
On whom my pains humanely taken, all... | 1:24:13 | 1:24:17 | |
All lost, quite lost. | 1:24:17 | 1:24:21 | |
And as with age, his body uglier grows, | 1:24:21 | 1:24:24 | |
so his mind canker. | 1:24:24 | 1:24:27 | |
I will plague them all, even to roaring. | 1:24:27 | 1:24:31 | |
Even to roaring! | 1:24:32 | 1:24:35 | |
Roaring! | 1:24:36 | 1:24:38 | |
HE COUGHS | 1:24:38 | 1:24:41 | |
'Most sure, 'tis the goddess on whom the music attends.' | 1:24:45 | 1:24:50 | |
Most sure, 'tis the goddess on whom the music attends. | 1:24:50 | 1:24:54 | |
'O you wonder! Tell me if you be maid or no.' | 1:24:54 | 1:24:58 | |
O you wonder! Tell me if you be maid or no. | 1:24:59 | 1:25:03 | |
Davy? I'm off to work now. | 1:25:03 | 1:25:06 | |
Good luck for tonight. | 1:25:06 | 1:25:08 | |
No wonder, sir, but certainly a maid. | 1:25:08 | 1:25:12 | |
Yeah, that sounds nice. | 1:25:12 | 1:25:14 | |
More work. Let me remind you of what you promised me | 1:25:17 | 1:25:20 | |
which has not yet been performed. My liberty. | 1:25:20 | 1:25:24 | |
-Go on. -Be not a feared, | 1:25:24 | 1:25:26 | |
the isle is full of noises, sounds and sweet airs | 1:25:26 | 1:25:29 | |
that give delight and hurt not. | 1:25:29 | 1:25:32 | |
Need a hand? | 1:25:42 | 1:25:43 | |
I said I'm sorry, Lew. | 1:25:46 | 1:25:48 | |
Fuck's sake, Lewis. | 1:25:51 | 1:25:52 | |
One last gig? | 1:25:58 | 1:26:00 | |
INSTRUMENTS TUNING UP | 1:26:36 | 1:26:38 | |
HARP PLAYS | 1:26:47 | 1:26:49 | |
# It's a God-awful small affair | 1:27:26 | 1:27:30 | |
# To the girl with the mousy hair | 1:27:30 | 1:27:34 | |
# But her mummy is yelling, "No" | 1:27:34 | 1:27:38 | |
# And her daddy has told her to go | 1:27:38 | 1:27:43 | |
# But her friend is nowhere to be seen | 1:27:43 | 1:27:47 | |
# Now she walks through her sunken dream | 1:27:47 | 1:27:51 | |
# To the seat with the clearest view | 1:27:51 | 1:27:55 | |
# And she's hooked to the silver screen | 1:27:55 | 1:27:58 | |
# But the film is a saddening bore | 1:27:59 | 1:28:03 | |
# For she's lived it ten times or more | 1:28:03 | 1:28:07 | |
# She could spit in the eyes of fools | 1:28:07 | 1:28:11 | |
# As they ask her to focus on | 1:28:11 | 1:28:14 | |
# Sailors fighting in the dance hall | 1:28:14 | 1:28:18 | |
# Oh, man, look at those cavemen go | 1:28:18 | 1:28:23 | |
# It's the freakiest show | 1:28:24 | 1:28:28 | |
# Take a look at the lawman | 1:28:28 | 1:28:31 | |
# Beating up the wrong guy | 1:28:31 | 1:28:33 | |
# Oh, man, wonder if he'll ever know | 1:28:33 | 1:28:37 | |
# He's in the bestselling show | 1:28:39 | 1:28:43 | |
# Is there life on Mars? # | 1:28:43 | 1:28:51 | |
CHEERING | 1:29:24 | 1:29:25 | |
INSTRUMENTS MIMIC WIND | 1:29:34 | 1:29:36 | |
Hi, hi, my hearts. | 1:30:08 | 1:30:11 | |
Cheerily, cheerly my hearts. | 1:30:11 | 1:30:14 | |
Take down the topsail. | 1:30:14 | 1:30:16 | |
Tend to the master's whistle. | 1:30:16 | 1:30:19 | |
Blow to thou, blow my wind. | 1:30:20 | 1:30:23 | |
Down with the top mast. | 1:30:23 | 1:30:25 | |
A plague upon this howling! | 1:30:25 | 1:30:28 | |
# I've been thinking now | 1:30:38 | 1:30:42 | |
# For a long time | 1:30:42 | 1:30:46 | |
# How to go | 1:30:46 | 1:30:48 | |
# My own separate way | 1:30:48 | 1:30:53 | |
# It's a shame to think | 1:30:55 | 1:30:59 | |
# About yesterday | 1:30:59 | 1:31:03 | |
# It's a shame | 1:31:03 | 1:31:08 | |
# A shame | 1:31:08 | 1:31:12 | |
# A shame | 1:31:12 | 1:31:17 | |
# A shame. # | 1:31:17 | 1:31:21 | |
Our revels now are ended. | 1:32:53 | 1:32:56 | |
And these, our actors, as I foretold you, | 1:32:56 | 1:33:00 | |
were all spirits and are melted into air, | 1:33:00 | 1:33:04 | |
into thin air. | 1:33:04 | 1:33:06 | |
And like this insubstantial pageant, faded, | 1:33:06 | 1:33:10 | |
leave not a rack behind. | 1:33:10 | 1:33:13 | |
We are such stuff as dreams are made of, | 1:33:15 | 1:33:20 | |
and our little life is rounded with a sleep. | 1:33:20 | 1:33:24 | |
HE SIGHS | 1:34:02 | 1:34:03 | |
ORCHESTRA PLAYS | 1:34:03 | 1:34:05 | |
# Sailing away on the crest of a wave | 1:34:30 | 1:34:33 | |
# It's like magic | 1:34:33 | 1:34:37 | |
# Oh, rolling and riding and slipping and sliding | 1:34:37 | 1:34:41 | |
# It's magic | 1:34:41 | 1:34:45 | |
# And you | 1:34:45 | 1:34:47 | |
# And your sweet desire | 1:34:47 | 1:34:52 | |
# You took me | 1:34:52 | 1:34:55 | |
-# Oh -Higher and higher, baby | 1:34:55 | 1:35:00 | |
# It's a living thing | 1:35:01 | 1:35:03 | |
# It's a terrible thing to lose | 1:35:04 | 1:35:08 | |
# It's a given thing | 1:35:08 | 1:35:11 | |
# What a terrible thing to lose | 1:35:12 | 1:35:16 | |
And I'm taking a dive, dive, dive | 1:35:18 | 1:35:20 | |
Halt the slide, slide, slide | 1:35:22 | 1:35:24 | |
# Taking a dive cos you can't halt the slide | 1:35:29 | 1:35:33 | |
-# Floating downstream -I'm taking a dive | 1:35:33 | 1:35:36 | |
# Oh, so let her go Don't start spoiling the show | 1:35:36 | 1:35:40 | |
-# It's a bad dream -I'm taking, I'm taking | 1:35:40 | 1:35:44 | |
# And you | 1:35:44 | 1:35:46 | |
# And your sweet desire | 1:35:46 | 1:35:50 | |
-# Don't you do it -You took me | 1:35:50 | 1:35:56 | |
# Higher and higher, baby | 1:35:56 | 1:35:59 | |
# It's a living thing | 1:36:00 | 1:36:02 | |
# It's a terrible thing to lose | 1:36:04 | 1:36:08 | |
# It's a given thing | 1:36:08 | 1:36:10 | |
# What a terrible thing to lose | 1:36:11 | 1:36:15 | |
# It's a given thing | 1:36:15 | 1:36:17 | |
# What a terrible thing to lose | 1:36:19 | 1:36:23 | |
# It's a living thing | 1:36:23 | 1:36:25 | |
# It's a terrible thing to lose | 1:36:26 | 1:36:30 | |
# It's a given thing | 1:36:30 | 1:36:32 | |
# What a terrible thing to lose | 1:36:34 | 1:36:37 | |
# It's a living thing | 1:36:37 | 1:36:39 | |
# What a terrible thing to lose | 1:36:41 | 1:36:45 | |
# It's a given thing | 1:36:45 | 1:36:47 | |
# What a terrible thing to lose | 1:36:48 | 1:36:52 | |
# It's a living thing | 1:36:52 | 1:36:54 | |
# What a terrible thing to lose. # | 1:36:56 | 1:37:01 | |
CHEERING AND APPLAUSE | 1:37:15 | 1:37:17 | |
# I think I'm going back | 1:37:26 | 1:37:30 | |
# To the things I learned so well | 1:37:30 | 1:37:34 | |
# In my youth | 1:37:34 | 1:37:38 | |
# I think I'm returning to | 1:37:40 | 1:37:43 | |
# Those days when I was young enough | 1:37:43 | 1:37:49 | |
# To know the truth | 1:37:49 | 1:37:52 | |
# Now there are no games | 1:37:52 | 1:37:57 | |
# To only pass the time | 1:37:57 | 1:38:02 | |
# No more colouring books | 1:38:02 | 1:38:06 | |
# No Christmas bells to chime | 1:38:06 | 1:38:10 | |
# But thinking young and growing older is no sin | 1:38:11 | 1:38:18 | |
# And I can play the game of life to win | 1:38:21 | 1:38:28 | |
# I can recall a time | 1:38:31 | 1:38:34 | |
# When I wasn't ashamed to reach out to a friend | 1:38:34 | 1:38:42 | |
# And now I think I've got | 1:38:44 | 1:38:47 | |
# A lot more than a skipping rope to lend | 1:38:47 | 1:38:55 | |
# Now there's more to do | 1:38:57 | 1:39:00 | |
# Than watch myself or cry | 1:39:00 | 1:39:04 | |
# And every day can be | 1:39:04 | 1:39:09 | |
# My magical paradise | 1:39:09 | 1:39:13 | |
# And I can play hide and seek with my fears | 1:39:15 | 1:39:22 | |
# And live my days instead of counting my years | 1:39:24 | 1:39:32 | |
# Let everyone debate the true reality | 1:39:34 | 1:39:41 | |
# I'd rather see my world | 1:39:42 | 1:39:46 | |
# The way it used to be | 1:39:46 | 1:39:50 | |
# A little bit of freedom's | 1:39:51 | 1:39:55 | |
# All we lack | 1:39:55 | 1:39:59 | |
# So catch me if you can | 1:40:01 | 1:40:04 | |
# I'm going back. # | 1:40:04 | 1:40:10 |