An Education Page #7

and spotty.

Danny didn't seem very pleased

about our engagement.

I noticed that, too!

Thought he might be a bit jealous.

Jealous?

We're going to keep him

away from you.

I mean, what I'm supposed to order

for starter, anyway?

And how will I know what is a starter

and what isn't?

We've been through this, Dad.

It'll be quite clearly marked

on the menu.

Oh, can't the three of you

just go on your own?

Leave me here. I'll be perfectly

happy with a tin of salmon.

Hello.

- Hello.

Ready?

I think you'll like this place, Jack.

Their wine list is as good as

anything I've seen in London.

Yes, someone told me that.

David, probably.

Who else would it have been?

Madam.

I was hoping

you'd take us in this.

Hey, you won't want to drive in

anything else after tonight.

- Mind you, it drinks petrol.

- Yes.

I'm afraid we'll have to stop

on the way into town.

- I feel like Eamonn Andrews.

- Is that a good thing?

Eamonn Andrews is the poshest person

that Jack can imagine being.

How are you tonight, sir?

- Very well.

You might as well fill her up.

I'm gonna make a quick call.

I'll be two ticks.

Do you think I should offer to help,

pay for the petrol?

Would he feel insulted,

what do you think?

I know, he said tonight was his treat.

But, does that apply to the petrol,

what do you think?

I'm quite sure it does, Jack.

- Jack!

- Come on, it just came off.

- Filled my bill? Huh?

- Thank you, sir.

Take this.

Jenny! Jenny...

- Take us home.

- What's wrong?

I'm afraid there's been...

- Jenny's in bit of a shock.

- What's happened?

It's just another one of David's

little muddles and misunderstandings.

I don't want to hear another word

from anybody.

- Take us home. Now!

- Fine.

You can take care of this,

can't you, David?

Go inside, Dad.

Mr. and Mrs. David Goldman,

Mr. and Mrs. David Goldman,

Mr. and Mrs. David...

You're married!

Legally, yes, but I...

When were you going to tell me?

Soon.

It just never seemed

like the right time.

You seemed so happy,

and I was happy...

You were living with your wife!

All this time!

Around the corner!

Byron Avenue!

It's no wonder we kept bumping

into each other, is it?

- What number?

- Thrity four.

Don't be like this.

Come on.

I have nothing.

I didn't take my exams.

I do...

I left school.

Where's it all gone, now?

I can get a divorce.

Everything will turn out for the best.

Go and tell them.

Go and tell them,

then go and tell your wife.

They won't listen now.

Alright?

I'll come round tomorrow.

When...

...everyone's a bit calmer.

Please don't leave me...

Please don't leave me

to tell them on my own.

You owe me that much.

You owe them that much.

I owe them much more than that.

Two minutes. And then

I'll come out and drag you in.

What's going on?

He's helping himself to some

Dutch courage before facing you.

Stolen Dutch courage,

from the look of it.

He has something

he has to tell you.

He just drove off.

Can you tell us?

Jenny, please?

I wouldn't worry about it too much.

- When I found out...

- Not now, Helen.

I tried to tell him.

I'm not speaking to him now,

...if that's any consolation.

It's a funny world

you people live in.

You both watched me

carrying on with a married man,

...and you did't think

it's worth saying anything about.

If you want that conversation...

You watched David and I

help ourselves to a map,

...and you didn't say much either.

Come on, you.

Let's go.

Good boy.

Hello.

Hello.

Sorry, I think

I have the wrong number.

I was looking for my...

I wanted number for my cello lesson.

Oh, no.

Don't tell me.

Good God!

You're a child.

You didn't know about

any of this.

Presumably.

No. They never do.

You're not in the family way,

are you?

Because that's happened before.

Thank God for that.

No. No.

You stay here.

Did you see her?

- Yes, I saw her.

I didn't talk to her.

There wasn't any need.

We've to have this out.

Well, if you won't do it,

I will.

- I'm still your father.

- You're my father again, are you?

What were you when you encouraged

me to throw my life away?

Silly schoolgirls are always getting

seduced by glamorous older men.

What about you two?

Jenny?

Jenny?

Jenny, I'm sorry.

I know... I know I've made

a mess of everything.

All my life I've been scared,

I didn't want you to be scared.

That's why I wanted you

to go to Oxford.

And then along came David, and...

...he knew famous writers,

...he knew how to get to

classical music concerts.

But he wasn't

who he said he was.

He wasn't who you said

he was, either.

The other day, your mother

and I were listening to a...

...a program on the radio about

C.S. Lewis and they said...

...that he moved to Cambridge

in 1954.

I... I said...

well, they've got that wrong.

Our Jenny wouldn't have

his name in her book...

...if he'd moved to Cambridge.

There's a cup of tea

and some biscuits out here.

How do you think we can help?

I want to repeat my last year

at school.

And take my exams.

I got the impression

the last time we spoke...

...that you didn't see

the point of school.

Or of me,

or of any of us here.

I know. I was stupid.

The life I want...

there's no shortcut.

I know now that

I need to go to university.

It gives me absolutely

no pleasure whatsoever to see...

...our young schoolgirls

throwing their lives away.

Although, of course, you're not

one of our schoolgirls any more.

Through your own volition.

I suppose you think

I'm a ruined woman.

You're not a woman.

No, I'm afraid, I think that

the offer of a place at this school...

...would be wasted on you.

Come in.

I didn't expect to see you again.

This is lovely.

All your books and

pictures and...

Paperbacks and postcards, Jenny.

That's all you need, isn't it?

Just somewhere to...

I'm sorry

I said those silly things.

I didn't understand them.

Let's forget about it.

A Burne-Jones.

- Do you like him?

- I do.

Still.

Still?

You sound very old and wise.

I feel old.

But not very wise.

Ms. Stubbs, I need your help.

I was so hoping

that's what you were gonna say.

Thank you, Marjorie.

It's from Oxford.

It is my pleasure,

to inform you that...

...your application to read English

at Oxford has been accepted.

On behalf of the Faculty of Arts,

staff of the University...

So I went to read English books.

And did my best to avoid the speccy-spotty

fate that Helen had predicted for me.

I probably look as wide-eyed,

fresh and artless...

...as any other student.

But I wasn't.

One of the boys I went out with,

and they really were boys,

...once asked me to

go to Paris with him.

And I told him,

I'd love to.

I was dying to see Paris.

As if I'd never been!

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