Albert Nobbs Page #5

The fever never touched her.

And the others?

Oh, my Patrick,

my Patrick is gone.

Hundreds of others in town.

They don't even know

how many in the country.

What am I going to do?

Mr. Page...

the two of us could always...

set up together.

I mean...

perhaps we could pool our money

and buy a bigger shop.

We could run it together.

Just like you and Cathleen did.

Or you could keep at

the house painting,

and I could run the shop.

What are you saying?

Um...

perhaps...

I could live here, like Cathleen.

Neither of us would be alone.

You can't just...

She was my world.

We loved each other.

Come with me.

She made them all herself.

They're very beautiful.

I can't remember what it's like.

Albert...

you don't have to be anything

but who you are.

Look at how you've survived

all these years.

You've worked hard,

you've saved your money.

So if you want to go out and find

someone to start a new life with

then you go out and find that person.

- I didn't say that, Joe.

- Well, I'm not deaf, am I?

I know what you said.

You couldn't help yourself.

- Why would I ever say that?

- Because it's what you think.

- It's not fair, Joe.

- Tell me what's fair.

Tell me, tell me, tell me

what you think is fair.

I'm all f***ing ears.

Nothing in this whole bloody place.

That's what.

Good dog.

Good, good dog.

Are you all right, Mr. N?

Are you all right?

She's not worth it, you know.

She's just full of that Joe Mackins.

And he's a waster, if ever I met one.

And he's put her in the family way.

And now they're talking

about going to America.

Ha. It's complete for show.

Mark my words.

He'll never take her.

Not now. Not ever.

It's a pity this place

isn't nearer Morrison's.

You think we'd be let out

to walk in it if it was?

It'd be Lord and Lady Snot

swanking it

up and down the grass.

Not you and me.

You and Joe have been

down to the sea, haven't you?

And what if we have?

Well, it's just that

I don't think it's right

for a girl to be keeping company

with two fellows.

And I thought...

What did you think?

That you didn't care for me enough.

Enough for what?

We've been walking out, so-called,

for a while now.

It's not natural to be just talking,

never wanting to put your arm

around a girl's waist.

But that's for when we're married.

Married?

This is the first time you've said

anything about getting married.

I've put a deposit on the shop.

A hundred pounds.

The agent says he has another offer

and that we have till Monday to decide.

After that we'll lose the deposit.

"We"?

We'll make a great success of our shop.

People will be coming to see us,

having tea with us in the parlor.

And our wedding will be a great...

wonder.

A great wonder?

Oh, it would be that, all right.

Sometimes I think you're soft in the head,

did you know that?

What kind of man

would ask a girl to marry him

without ever having so much

as kissed her?

You must not love me if

you don't want to kiss me.

I don't want to many a man

who isn't in love with me.

But...

I do love you.

You call that kissing?

That's the way people in love kiss.

That's the way Joe Mackins kisses me.

That's the way I like to be kissed.

I'm going home.

Helen.

Helen, wait...

You're a fool of a man.

If you think me a fool of a man,

why did you walk out with me?

I don't know why. I wish I hadn't.

Anyway, you don't have to worry

about that anymore.

What do you mean?

Please, Helen, wait.

What about the shoes and stockings

I ordered for you.

- What shall I do with them?

- I'll take the stockings.

- And the shoes?

- And the shoes.

And you'll wear them

when you walk out with Joe Mackins?

- Yes.

- He won't take you to America.

He'll leave you here.

You and the baby.

He will. He'll leave you.

No!

- He will not leave me!

- You'll be safe with me.

- He will not leave me!

- I'll take care of you both.

Stop it!

Why do you say that?

It's snowing.

Don't worry about the hat.

I'll buy you another one.

No.

Goodbye.

Your ladyship.

How wonderful to see you back.

- Miss Shaw.

- Thank you.

I've put you in your usual rooms.

There, now.

Joseph will look after you.

Out of my way.

Out of the way.

Oh, hop to it, you lazy fellow.

Hop to it.

What's that?

Oh, I never eat anything blue.

Please take it away.

Am I the last to know?

I'll throw her out, brazen hussy.

I'll throw them both out.

By God I will.

You'll do no such thing.

I can't do it, Helen.

I hate me self for it, but I can't do it.

It's the same old story

and you know it.

And how many times have you

seen it happen?

- It shouldn't have happened.

- But it did happen.

Yeah, but it happened too soon.

It will change us.

It will change me.

I don't want to be that person, Helen.

I don't want to be me f***ing dad.

I can't even f***ing read.

Joe...

What have you done to us?

You've ruined everything.

What are you saying?

You can't leave.

You wouldn't let me go

and now you say it's my fault?

- I didn't mean that, Helen.

- What didn't you mean?

Mr. Nobbs.

What are you going to...?

Everything you promised me,

what didn't you mean?

- Helen...

- There's nothing more to say.

- Please go away.

- Wait.

Marry me.

I'll take care of the two of you.

You and the child.

He'll never take you to America.

What do you know,

you miserable little prick?

- Joseph...

- Huh? You were all talk just now.

Why don't you say to me

what you were saying to her?

Joe. Stop it.

You won't... You won't...

You won't take her to America.

That is none of your f***ing

goddamn business.

Joe, stop it!

Don't you hurt her!

- Joe!

- Helen, please!

Come on!

- Keep your hands off me!

- Both of you get ahold of yourselves!

- Get ahold of yourself!

- Get your f***ing hands off me!

- Joe!

- No, no!

- No, Joe!

- Get away from me!

Get away from me, huh!

All right, both of you...

both of you stop this!

Oh, no, please, Joe. Joe!

You did this to us.

You're a boozer, Joe Mackins,

Just like your father.

- I'm not like that bastard!

- A boozer and a dirty bully.

Get your paws off me, you f***ing

Nancy-boy. I'll smash your f***ing face!

I don't want you anymore!

I don't want you.

- Joe.

- Helen, no, no.

- Come, let's go.

- No!

Mr. Nobbs?

Uh, coal, please.

Lucy, would you go downstairs

and get some coal.

A big load of coal. This has got

to be kept red hot for my cooking.

Ow!

Now there's the black pudding.

Now, which room ordered kippers?

Was it seven or nine?

- Seven.

- Seven. Good girl.

Get me a nice plate for the kippers.

Now we've got everything else.

Chicken livers, bacon,

black pudding, black pudding,

prunes, sausages, jam, milk.

Yeah, we got everything.

Now watch out.

Mr. Nobbs?

Mr. Nobbs?

Albert?

That's fine. I'll take it from here.

Oh, Albert Nobbs.

Dear Jesus, I don't know what makes

people live such miserable lives.

Rubbish.

Oh, my God.

Albert Nobbs, a woman?

Yes. Did you not hear about it?

It was in all the papers.

I mean the death was bad enough,

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