A Hard Day's Night Page #24
GEORGE:
She's a drag. A well-known drag. We
turn the sound down on her and say
rude things.
SIMON:
Get him out of here!!
GEORGE:
(genuinely surprised)
Have I said something amiss?
SIMON:
Get him out of here. He's knocking
the programme's image!!
The underlings hustle GEORGE to the door.
GEORGE:
(smiling)
Sorry about the shirts.
He is ejected through the door.
SIMON:
Get him out.
(he stops in mid-shout)
You don't think he's a new phenomenon,
do you?
SECRETARY:
You mean an early clue to the new
direction?
SIMON:
(rummaging in his
desk)
Where's the calendar?
(he finds it)
No, he's just a trouble maker. The
change isn't due for three weeks.
All the same, make a note not to
extend Susan's contract. Let's not
take any unnecessary chances!
EXTERIOR STREET PUB ON THE CORNER
The sign on the pub is Liverpool Arms. RINGO is standing
looking up at it. He decides to go in and does so.
INTERIOR T.V. CONTROL ROOM
The atmosphere is tense. GRANDFATHER is standing miserable
in front of the DIRECTOR, the criminal confronted by the
judge. SHAKE and NORM are flanking him grimly.
GRANDFATHER:
I'm sorry lads, I didn't mean it,
honest.
DIRECTOR:
If he says that again, I'll strike
him.
SHAKE:
(unconvincingly)
They'll be back, they're good lads,
they'll be back.
DIRECTOR:
(disgusted)
Yes? Well they've got only ten minutes
to the final run-through.
GRANDFATHER:
I meant no harm. I was only trying
to encourage little Ringo to enjoy
himself.
NORM:
(grimly, C.U.)
God knows what you've unleashed on
the unsuspecting South. It'll be
wine, women and song all the way
with Ringo once he's got the taste
for it.
CLOSE-UP on RINGO. He is eating a bone dry sandwich that
curls up at the end. He puts it down with disgust. He has a
lager glass in his hand.
BARMAID:
(accusingly)
That was fresh this morning.
We now see the pub is full of enormous cockney workmen downing
pints.
RINGO is very much alone. He moves away from the bar towards
a group that is standing together, they've an average height
of over six-foot.
There is a group at a dart board. Another group is playing
bar skittles and a third group is around a pin-ball table.
Near the bar is a shove-halfpenny board with two players.
There is a caged parrot nearby.
BARMAID:
(to Ringo)
That'll be two and nine...
RINGO fumbles some change out of his pocket. A few coppers
fall from his hand on to the shove-halfpenny board just as
the crucial point has been made. The men glare at him.
Embarrassed, he moves away and without looking, places his
glass on the skittles table just as a player swings the
string, which hits Ringo's glass. More embarrassed, RINGO
backs away, unfortunately into the pin-table just as a winning
score is about to be reached. He bumps it very slightly, but
enough to cause it to TILT. He then moves to the dart board.
By this time most of the pub is staring at him. With great
style he takes the darts. The first throw goes into a cheese
sandwich which a man is pointing in demonstration.
The second we see arrive into a pint of bitter and then we
see RINGO shoot the third dart and hear the sound of the
parrot shouting angrily, off. The BARMAID has had enough.
BARMAID:
Right... On your way!
RINGO:
Y'what?
BARMAID:
You heard, on your way, troublemaker!
Now the centre of attention, RINGO backs out of the pub,
followed by every eye in the place, the BARMAID and a few
players following him to the door...
RINGO comes out and crosses road, watched by the POLICEMAN
who is now quite suspicious.
EXTERIOR STREET:
PAUL comes down the street looking about him for RINGO. In
the street is an old building, the sort of place that is
highly favoured for TV rehearsals. There is a sign on the
door, "TV Rehearsal Room." As PAUL draws near, a load of
actors and extras, etc. are leaving, they are in costume,
they are the ones who earlier had been going to a word
rehearsal. When PAUL gets near the entrance he decides to go
inside.
INTERIOR HALL:
PAUL enters and wanders about. He reaches a door, pushes it
open and looks in. He sees a GIRL clad in period costume.
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