Absolute Beginners Page #6

Colin, are teenagers

really as highly-sexed

as we are led to believe?

I mean, if the right girl came along,

would you bother to tie the knot

or is that just old square talk?

What the hell do you think you're doing?

These are my friends.

More of that later on, all right?

Now, Harry, you're the toast

of Tin Pan Alley, I see.

I see also that you just recovered

from a very unsuccessful nose job.

Can you still smell success

in your teenage discoveries?

Well...

First of all, may I say

how marvelous it is

to be on your show tonight

with my latest discovery.

You know, my boys

are always being criticized

for the way they move.

And it's a great shame

we still can't show

what they do below the waist.

Amberley, I think we'll bring you

in here, now.

I mean, you have actually

taught teenagers yourself, haven't you?

Yes, Cobber, I did.

And I think it taught me a great deal.

I've always been

a firm believer in that old maxim,

"Spare the rod and spoil the child."

Of course, the root cause of the problem

seems to be the unbridled promiscuity

they seem to have inherited

from the colored influx to these shores.

And all these loud clothes

and jungle rhythms

only serve to fan the flames...

Get your hands out of my trousers!

- Who said that?

- Colin, will you sit down?

Cut. Call the musicians.

I've got a message for you and you

and all you telly witchdoctors

and advertising pimps.

Get that boy off camera. Get down there.

Colin, sit down!

All you old sordids

with your toupes and your falsies.

Get off the set.

This teenage ball had a real splendor

in the beginning.

Cue, Baby Boom, get on.

Because we found out no one could

spit in our faces anymore...

- Whoo!

- ...because we've loot to spend at last.

And our world must be our world,

the one we wanted.

But it's over now. Finished.

You've choked it!

This teenage fishbowl

is as real as your rug, pop picker.

Darling, have you deserted your guests?

Of course not, Henley.

I'll be down in a minute.

You old faces, here I am...

Cut.

It's Colin.

Thanks.

Colin!

Colin! Colin!

We're so proud of you.

You were so fantastic.

Come here, stud.

Uh-huh.

Sit down.

You're just in time, stud.

Feast your eyes on a vision.

Athene Duncannon.

Pretty little thing

She held all the magic

So hard to believe

Never too far away

It's hard to conceive

Never thought she'd have to go

Never thought she'd leave

It came like a killer blow

A killer blow

Funny, isn't it

That a little girl could make the world

Seem so small

Hard to believe

The little girl can seem so tall

And the thing that he calls love

Isn't thick enough

She had to go

That's the way it goes

Killer blow

Oh

Girl, her love has wings

That took her to the things

He couldn't give

She's got the kiss of life

- Kiss of life

- Kiss of life

She's goin' where it's so easy to live

It's so easy to leave

Searching for the scent of content

Oh, no!

It's a killer blow

Ooh, ooh

Aah, aah

Killer blow

Get along without me, boy

Get along without me

You see, things aren't quite

What they seem to be

Get along without me

Wipe me

Out of your dreams

I'm no angel

I know this may come

No!

As a killer blow

Killer blow

Killer blow

She can go to hell.

They can all go to hell.

Over! Turn it over!

Bollocks off the top floor and get out!

What's up, Ed?

Look what you made me done!

Stupid.

Fry the bastards!

N*ggers out! N*ggers out!

Fry the bastards, you black scum!

You shake my nerves

and you rattle my brain

Your kind of love drives a man insane

You broke my will, what a thrill

Goodness gracious, great balls of fire

I laughed at love

'cause I thought it was funny

You came along and you moved me, honey

I changed my mind, this love is fine

Goodness gracious, great balls of fire

You're shite! We're white!

Goodness gracious, great balls of fire

Is that you, Cool?

No, I'm not Cool.

Oh, no. What do you want?

First of all, about these platters.

I wanna sell 'em.

Is there anything else?

Yeah.

Flikker sent me.

Who's Flikker?

He heads my gang, see.

He wants Cool out of here.

Yeah. Well, you tell Flikker

I'm getting some sleep.

You don't tell Flikker.

Ed, you can go piss up your leg.

Well, what about these platters, then?

How much do you want for 'em?

Five pound.

I'll pay anything to get rid of you.

All right, you asked for it.

Right, let's have you.

I give in, Col!

Oh!

I heard some trouble.

Yeah.

That's it.

Him?

His crew and Flikker

just introduced themselves to my family.

Those are my records.

And this is my kid sister's toy!

I told you there was gonna be trouble.

Let's get rid of him.

Yeah.

Who is this Flikker character?

You wouldn't know.

You haven't been around here lately.

Flikker leads the Teddy boys...

They're just hooligans.

Listen! They're organized.

They're an army now.

They have a general behind them.

And they wanna kick us

out of your country!

What are you talking about?

This is your country, too.

You think so?

I'm on your side, Cool.

Well, that's nice of you, Colin.

But you don't know what side you're on.

The truth is, Colin, you're on your own.

He's right.

It's been building

with the heat all summer,

right in front of my eyes.

How could I have missed it?

These have always been my streets.

"Henley. Partners."

What's this?

It's a new housing development

for newlyweds.

It's lovely.

No, it's not, son. It's horrible.

Yeah, that's their star, the bastards.

Suzette couldn't know about this.

Could she?

Suze.

Is this really you?

No.

You are...

But I married him.

Why don't you skip, hon?

I can't.

He can't stop you, Suze.

I've ruined what we used to be.

It's all just a mess.

It's just a mess.

What do you know about this, Suze?

It's... It's one of Henley's companies.

He seems to think

it's going to make him a fortune.

Hello.

What, no cocktail, Susan?

Sorry, Henley. What will it be?

Shall we make it a Between the Sheets?

White City Properties, Henley,

anything to do with you?

Not that it's any business of yours,

young man, but yes.

It's a company I have

a small interest in.

And would that be the same company

that's redeveloping West 11?

Bitters?

You know what I mean, Henley.

Redeveloping.

Knocking down old houses,

putting up new ones.

Down the hatch.

It's just a cover-up, isn't it?

The whole thing.

The corset, the royal jelly,

and you, Suzette.

Susan, did you invite him here?

Well, young man,

as you obviously weren't invited,

I suggest you leave.

Haven't you got enough already

without hiring Teds

to put people out onto the streets?

Please.

Jesus, Suze.

We must keep Great Britain white!

That is our theme for tonight.

Hate in church

and hate in school,

hate at home, hate in your hands,

hate's the way to clean the land!

Hold it, boys!

Hey, this summer, it won't last forever?

Oh, yes, it can.

It'll last until the calendar says stop,

Daddy-O.

Hey, it's not Daddy-O. It's Mario.

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