Cemetery Junction Page #8

...so it doesn't make any difference,

but I wanted to ask you...

...do you like me?

-Yeah.

-Really?

Well, I need to show you something.

If I wasn't leaving,

would this freak you out...

-...or would you still go out with me?

-What is it?

Well, it's a naked female vampire

looking out of a window.

It's brilliant.

-What?

-It's brilliant.

Well, I designed it myself.

That's amazing.

-You're so creative.

-Wait, there's more.

-Oh, so is that you looking up?

-Yeah.

-You gonna give her one?

-How'd you know?

-You got a hard-on.

-Yeah.

-You still had your socks on.

-Yeah, I was standing in the street.

-Didn't wanna get cold feet, did you?

-Exactly.

What are you doing?

Where's your stuff?

-Yeah, I-- I can't come.

-Why not?

Well, traveling around the world

sounds good...

...but I might be seeing this bird

tonight.

Okay.

Well, that's good.

Don't worry about it.

-Well, will I see you again?

-Yeah, course you will.

-On Saturday?

-Not Saturday, no.

Well, in the pub Monday?

-No.

-When? Like what, in a year?

I don't know. Maybe.

-You okay?

-Yeah.

Well, take care of yourself.

And you, mate.

The Treasury has been talking

to banks...

...about the speculation

and what they can do...

...to shore up confidence

in both the oil and housing sectors.

There you go, dear.

There you go, dear.

What time do we make it?

Twenty-five past 8.

That's me off, then.

-I'll see you in the office, sir.

-Yeah, I'll see you later, Mike.

Bye, Mike.

Oh, yeah. Bye.

It'll be fine.

-What'll be fine?

-Whatever you decide to do.

What do you mean?

I'm marrying Mike.

Oh, good. That's settled, then.

So what if he doesn't like dancing?

Your father doesn't like dancing.

I'm sure he'll give you everything

you need to be a good wife.

-Where are you going?

-Let her go. I'll explain later.

No, you'll explain to me now, when

I ask you a question in my own house.

I said, where are you going?

And I said, let her go.

Go, dear.

This is an important announcement

for Freddie Taylor.

Mr. Freddie Taylor,

Mr. Bruce Pearson...

...would like you to know

that he's sorry he can't go with you.

But he wishes you all the luck

in the world, mate.

And he'd like to remind you

that you are a massive bender.

Thank you and good luck.

Why did you decide to come

at the last minute?

Because I think I might be in love

with you too.

I mean why did you leave it

to the last minute?

We almost missed the train.

You know,

thought I'd make a dramatic entrance.

Don't know why we ran so hard.

There's another one in an hour.

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