Clockwise Page #3
- PG
- Year:
- 1986
- 96 min
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I was driving to Norwich with someone.
"Who?" he said,
"Who? Who?"
He's so jealous.
You told him you were driving
to Norwich?
- You told who you were driving to Norwich?
- This bloke.
I couldn't ring Mum; she'd
have gone mad.
But we can't stop again.
And I never paid for the petrol.
Mrs Wisely?
Police?
No, Jolly. Mr Jolly.
I just wondered if Laura was...
Are you Laura's....police?
Laura's at school, dear. I'm on
the phone. The car's been stolen.
No, it isn't the police.
It's someone for Laura.
It's my husband. He's
beside himself.
Well you'll have to come back and
speak to them, give them a description.
I can't give them a description.
Is it a Morris or an 1100?
I don't know.
He's in such a state he doesn't know what
he's doing. He lives for that car.
If it's standing outside in the
drive, he goes to pieces.
Is it the anti-nuclear, dear?
No, no, it's just that
Laura's not at...
I don't want to alarm
you, but just thought I...
Laura. She's disappeared.
No, he's just said.
He's here now. He's just told me.
Who are you?
- I am, well, I'm one of the staff at the...
- He's one of the staff at the...
You know, the music...
He's the music.
He's coming home.
He doesn't know what he's doing.
He's going to do someone an injury.
And you've no idea where she is?
Well, does she have any relations...
I just wondered if she had any sort of..
Well... in Norwich?
- Is this the hospital?
- No!
Just wait there. Don't move.
Ooh, doesn't this make a change!
No, it's not, it's Mrs... isn't it
Mrs Stimpson?
I'm sorry, I just wondered
Laura's disappeared!
She didn't tell you she was going?
Not a word, and the car's
been stolen!
I'm so sorry, Mrs Wisely,
I'm so sorry...
We're waiting for the police. My
husband's out of his mind with worry.
He says...
that she's in Norwich.
I just somehow thought perhaps... Oh
hello, Mrs Stimpson. I just wondered if...
Of course everyone
knows except me!
Why Norwich? What could she
be doing in Norwich?
I'll tell you what she's doing in Norwich.
She's going to the annual meeting of
the Headmasters' Conference.
- Oh no.
- You mean...?
- Yes.
- You don't mean...?
Of course, he wouldn't take me.
I said I'd sit in the hotel, I'd
eat in McDonalds, but oh no,
because he's taking her.
She said it was cello, every
evening, I knew it wasn't cello!
A schoolgirl, a child...
She's got her A levels.
Isn't that nice!
I think I'd better...
I think I must be...
I haven't said anything about his
work, work, work...
I haven't said anything about his everlasting Conservative
meetings, but I'm not going to put up with this.
Which one's the hospital?
The hospital? I think it's
on the bypass
Her father'll kill her.
Can we see over the house?
Is it open today?
Get in the car!
I told you to stay in the car.
What a day!
- Where next?
- Norwich!
So she said:
"What happenedto Mother's blue tea counter?"
And I said:
"well, you're thelast person to ask..."
Where's the other one?
She's in Norwich, at a conference
of headmasters with the headmaster.
His wife's beside herself, and what about
her A levels? We've got to find her, Ted.
You've got to talk to her. Get the car out.
Oh, the car's been stolen.
She's taken the car.
She can't drive.
Mrs Wisely? Stolen car?
- There! There.
- There.
Here.
Now keep calm. Don't go mad.
Well, what are you waiting for?
"Mother's blue teapot indeed," I said.
"well you should know, you were
the last to see it."
Then the next thing I know,
she's eyeing the sherry glasses.
She's always been eyeing the sherry glasses
ever since she first came to the home...
- Ten o'clock in the morning?
- What?
You had a row with your boyfriend
- at 10 o'clock in the morning?
- I had a free.
Study periods are for study, Laura.
Evening is the proper time to
have rows
with your boyfriend.
I couldn't see him in the evening.
Does the sun ever appear late
over the horizon, saying
please sir, the bus was full,
the train was on strike?
His wife wouldn't let him
go out in the evening.
If the sun depended on public
transport to arrive each day...
His wife?
It's okay. He didn't get on with her.
I suppose you have passed
the driving test, Laura.
As good as...
What's that supposed to mean?
I only failed on one thing.
Right. Pull in!
Now please, at once.
Let's get one thing straight
at any rate.
Get in the other side.
Blue 1100.
Million blue 1100s.
A middle-aged man and a girl.
That's life I'm afraid, Laura.
You can drive, but you
haven't passed the test.
I, on the other hand, have passed
the test but wouldn't claim...
Don't worry, we'll just pull the
wing away from the wheel.
She'll be all right.
It'll all be covered, Laura.
Your dad's insurance...
I'm the one they'll summons,
- and the one who'll have to tell your dad...
- Yes,
and another thing. Have you
stopped for petrol anywhere?
Petrol?
No, we filled it up yesterday.
Didn't we, Laura?
No!! That's part of our car!
It's jangling all about, I can hear it.
It's scratching the paint.
We must find a phone, warn them
I'm not going to be there until 4.00.
Does the tide ever go out during
a study period, saying:
"please sir, I'm having a row
with my boyfriend"?
It isn't someone on the staff, is it?
It's not Mr Slidewell?
Mr Fellowdew?
- It's not Mr Jolly?
- No.
I wasn't anywhere near him.
You realise if you're not licensed,
we're not insured.
Phone! Here we are.
Alright then, in the third race
tipping no.4 for a win and no.7...
Sorry!
University of Norwich.
They're vandalising
those phones again, Pat.
All right Mum, just go.
- When's lunch?
- Now.
Granny's just getting it.
Tell Tom and Boo lunch is
on the table.
The phones, Pat!
They're at the phones again.
I'll just put my woolly on.
University of Norwich.
A girl and a boy.
He's showing off his muscles,
and she's egging him on.
I'll try and keep them talking
till the police get here.
University of Norwich.
Thank God, look
I'm calling long distance, and
I've only got one 10p,
so could you please give a message to the
secretary of the Headmasters' Conference?
University of Norwich.
Yes, our annual meeting's being held there;
it starts at 5.00.
Would you tell him I was supposed
to be there at 3.00...
Hello. University of Norwich.
Can't you hear me?
I said, would you tell him I'm going
to be slightly late
Put your money in the box, caller.
I've put my money in the box!
It's eaten the money.
I haven't got any more money.
How old are you?
It's out of order.
I'll tell you how old you are.
You're two years and one day
older than me.
I mean it took the money, and
Pat?
- Fancy meeting you like this!
- Good God!
- You don't live here?
- No, no.
I don't live here. I don't even live
in England. I'm just seeing my mum.
Isn't that amazing!
- Well...
- Anyway, run.
You don't have to tell me what you're
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