An Education Page #4

Would she have to stay the night?

I wouldn't recommend driving home

after one of those Oxford dinners.

Clive could get her a room at the college.

That's easy enough.

Seems like too good an

opportunity to pass up.

It wouldn't be a bother,

would it, David?

We walk along hand in hand

Come on!

Just putting a few things into the bag.

Don't worry.

Yeah, we both understand

Ummm, Sweet Nothin's

Come on!

We're nearly ready.

Be there in two ticks.

How can they only be

nearly ready?

I wouldn't be surprised

if three of them come out there.

That's the only explanation.

They're making themselves a friend.

Ladies! Come on, let's go!

There. Have a look in the corner.

Open the door.

You should keep that one

if you want to.

I can only wear so many on one day.

Thank you.

What about tonight?

We got to put on a nightie.

Would David share the room with you?

Oh, you haven't slept with him?

No.

Good for you.

- Really? Do you think so?

- Yes.

Well, you're only sixteen.

You don't want to get pregnant, do you?

No, I wouldn't...

I wouldn't let that happen.

I want to wait till

I'm seventeen.

On my seventeenth

birthday, hopefully.

With David?

Oh Golly, it will be with David,

won't it?

If that's what you want.

Anyway, I'll find you a nightie.

Ta-da!

Should we make a move?

You got me wrapped around

your little finger

If this is love, it's everything

I hoped it would be

Can we get off

and have a look around?

Later.

If we have time.

- Imagine spending three years here.

- Oh, I know.

Why university girls are

strange-looking?

They can't all have started off

that way, can they?

Well, most girls aren't born ugly,

...but most girl students

seems to be. So...

...there must be something

about those places that make you...

...fat, or spotty, or short-sighted.

Well, if you look at it like that,

I mean...

...that's proper scientific analysis.

You can't argue with science.

I still don't quite understand what

you want to do when you get here.

I want to read English.

Books?

- Sorry?

- You want to read English books?

Reading English is just

another way of saying...

Don't worry, Jenny.

You're wasting your breath.

Tomorrow we'll get

more of a feel for the place.

Absolutely.

This place would be good

for a little business.

- All those little old ladies wandering around.

- Old ladies?

- I'll bet this place is rife with stats.

- Please explain what stats are.

You're always going on

about them.

- It isn't very interesting.

- But you two are interested.

Because we are not

very interesting either.

- Oh, no. They're not, really.

- True.

So we have an idiot here,

to save us from ourselves.

Yeah, to put some intelligence

and culture to our brutal lives.

Sing to us! Sing to us!

Please don't make me

sing to you.

Please don't make us

talk about work.

So...

Now, is he Clive,

do you think? Or CS?

I'm confused now.

I thought you'd made him up?

No, we...

Never mind.

"To dear Jenny. "

"With the pleasure

of meeting you. "

"Come and see me

again soon. Clive. "

Dirty old man.

Bad girl.

We've got these exact

same curtains at home.

Let's not talk about curtains.

You look beautiful.

- David...

- Hm?

There's something you should know.

I'm a virgin.

And I want to stay that way

until I'm seventeen.

I think that's good.

I think that's right.

We can still be romantic,

can't we?

Yes, of course.

- As long as it's not actually...

- Minnie.

Is that me?

Yes.

You're my Minnie Mouse...

...and I'm your bubbalub.

Okay... if that's what

you want to do.

- Minnie.

- Yes, David?

Bubbalub.

Bubbalub.

May I have a look?

Just a peek.

You just want to see them?

Thank you.

I think there's a house for sale

around here.

Really?

- Might be worth a look.

- Hm-hmm.

Jenny?

- Aren't you coming?

- We don't go in.

What are you talking about?

Why don't you go and get

a nice cup of tea somewhere?

Helen will look after you.

I don't need looking after,

thank you very much.

- David?

- I'm not gonna tell you a second time.

Run along.

Oh, they won't be long.

Either way.

Either way?

Well, sometimes they find something,

sometimes they don't.

And when they do find something,

...we often have to leave

quite quickly.

They can be quite naughty,

sometimes.

Thank you.

- Bye.

- See you around.

- Catch!

Careful! Careful! Careful!

Come on.

- Helen.

- Pass the ball.

Good.

Jenny!

- What?

- You can stand there if you like,

...but I won't recommend it.

Cooee!

Jenny?

Sorry about being a little brisk

back there, Jenny.

It's just the way we do things.

Silly, really.

Hey, don't forget your case.

Who's coming up for a drink?

- Jenny?

- No.

You go. I'll make my

own way home.

Jenny?

Jenny!

It's an old map.

A speed.

Poor dear didn't even know

what it was.

It's a waste.

It shouldn't spend its life...

...on a wall in wherever

the hell we were.

It should be with us.

We have to to look after it properly.

- We liberated it.

- Liberated!

That's one word for it.

Don't be bourgeois, Jenny.

You're better than that.

You drink everything

I put in front of you down in one...

...and you slam your glass down

on the bar and ask for more.

It's wonderful.

We're not clever like you,

so we've to be clever in other ways,

...because if we weren't,

there would be no fun.

We have to be clever with maps,

and... and...

You want to know

what stats are?

Stats are old ladies who are

scared of coloured people.

So we move the coloureds in

and the old ladies move out...

...and I buy their flats cheap.

That's what I do.

So now you know.

And...

...if you don't like it,

I will understand,

...and you can go back

to Twickenham...

...and listen to the

Home Service...

...and do your

Latin homework.

But these weekends, and

the restaurants and the concerts...

They don't grow on trees.

This is who we are, Jenny.

That's nice.

- Come on, you two.

- Come on, up!

You can have my olive.

Come on.

I suppose you have

homework to do.

You've no idea how boring

everything was before I met you.

Action is character,

our English teacher says.

I think it means that

if we never did anything,

...we wouldn't be anybody.

And I never did anything

before I met you.

And sometimes I think no one's ever done

anything in this whole stupid country,

...apart from you.

- Okay.

- Alright.

There you go.

Good night.

Marjorie, look at this.

"Clive"... lucky girl.

Never a dull moment with David, eh?

Better than that young man

you brought home for tea.

David's a lot older

than Graham.

Graham could live to be

two hundred years old,

...you'll never see him swanning

around with famous authors.

Hasn't got it in him.

Graham might become

a famous author, for all you know.

Becoming one

isn't the same as knowing one.

That shows you're well connected.

Very impressive young man,

your David.

I must admit, life's a

little brighter with him around.

What the hell are those?

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes