Deep End Page #3
- R
- Year:
- 1970
- 88 min
- 438 Views
- Oi, get the light out of my eyes.
Come on, son. Come on, son. Get moving.
Get up.
- I hope everything's all right now.
- Yes, thank you.
Enjoy yourselves.
What is the matter with you?
Waste of time.
So you see,
a little love goes a long, long way.
What exactly were you doing to her?
- I love her.
- You perverted little monster.
I'm not a perverted little monster.
Get that couple in. We can't
press charges without their evidence.
- Get them in.
- All right.
- How old are you, son?
- 15.
- 15?
- 15.
This is an X film.
They're not there. They've left.
- Are you sure?
- Yes, I'm sure.
Well, then there's no charge.
Wait a moment. Maybe there is.
How old would you say this boy is?
Well, about 18?
- 15. Yes.
- 15?
Performing manipulations of this kind
at 15.
- But I was...
- He looks much older.
Well, I'll have to talk to the cashier.
She had no right to sell him the ticket.
We'll know you if it happens again.
We've got a note of your name
and address
and you won't get off so easily
next time. Go on. Buzz off.
- Now then.
- Well, gentlemen.
Have a drink?
Gin and tonic.
I only mean that if you want me,
you should understand
others wanting me in the same way.
They like me, too.
- How can you compare me to him?
- He's just a kid. Scaring him is enough.
A kid? Pawing you from behind like that?
That's what you always try to do.
Paw me.
Why didn't you charge him in the cinema?
You said you were going to charge him.
- We got the manager.
- When we're married
you can look after me.
For the time being,
just let me take
care of things my own way, would you?
Yeah, oh, come on.
Yeah.
This man's trying to molest me.
- Eh, one of those again, eh?
- What?
Just one moment, sir.
- Did he speak to you?
- Look, it's him again.
- Bastard's trying to molest me.
- Did he make any indecent suggestions?
- He was trying to touch me.
- Oh.
This little bugger was sitting
behind us in the cinema...
All right for now, sir.
Are you charging him, boy,
with importuning?
Hah! Look, he doesn't even know
what it means.
Yes, yes, I want to charge him.
All right, lad. Your name?
Look, I can explain the situation
to you. It's quite...
Your name, sir, please.
Is that what...
Look, he's gone. Look, look.
I'd still like your name.
On what are you gonna base
the charge? What is it?
Importuning, sir.
Why are you always doing that?
Well, I could use the extra bob.
Anyway, I'm bored.
Everything gets boring after a time.
Your fianc seems a good sort of chap.
He's okay.
He phoned me first thing this morning.
- Yeah? He must have a few bob.
- Yeah.
- When's the happy day?
- Not just yet.
But I might decide tomorrow,
as a matter of fact.
Tomorrow? Why tomorrow?
We're going to buy the ring.
Do you think I should have a diamond,
or a ruby, or maybe a sapphire?
Hmm?
Afterwards, we're gonna go and have
something to eat somewhere, I expect.
A little celebration.
Then we're gonna go to Skull.
Skull? What's Skull?
Mike, what are you doing?
It's a nightclub. Mike, stop it.
Stop wasting my cotton.
Here. Give it to me.
It's all dirty. Look what you've done.
Madam, excuse me. Could you please...
You're not allowed in here.
Could you go outside? This is for
the attendant only, you know.
Keep an eye on my section,
would you, Mike?
- What's going on?
- Oh, my God. Oh, my God!
- What's going on?
- What's the problem?
Who sounded the alarm?
What is it?
What is it? Who sounded the alarm?
Just a moment.
Now, just a moment.
Who did it?
Ladies. Ladies, return to your section.
You're not allowed to mix with the men.
- There is no fire.
- I know.
I know, it was a false alarm.
I apologise for
any inconvenience caused.
Return to your cubicles.
Done it. Now, don't think I don't know
what's going on here.
Unpunctuality, tea leaves thrown
down the toilet.
Cigarette ends in the cubicles.
just lying in the main corridor
on Tuesday afternoon.
Just see it doesn't happen again.
Stop it, stop it!
Oh, stop it. Help me stop it.
What a monster, it goes on forever.
She knows who has
to clear this up.
- Take it over here.
- She started it going anyway.
Keeping me out of the way.
Good afternoon, son.
I'd like to know where your, um...
toilet is.
Oh, er, toilet. Right, toilet.
Yes, it's, um...
You see, one, two, three, on the left.
Thank you.
Mike.
Get out of my way.
Stay out of my way. You're crazy.
Hey, Sue. Pack it up. Pack it up!
Sue, Susan!
Don't... Stop, my bike.
You've ruined my bike.
Mike?
There's a customer for you
in my section.
No...
I told you, Sue. No more swapping!
No, it's not. She asked you by name.
She knows you.
- Kathy. Kathleen something or other.
- Kathy.
Your girlfriend?
I haven't got one.
- Kathy, where are you?
- I'm here, Mike.
Don't be so shy, Mike. Come on in.
- What brings you here?
- The bath, of course.
Your service has become quite famous,
you know?
No, really. The boys told me
you were here.
You had a fight over that girl,
didn't you?
Yep. She's not my girl.
It's just that they were asking for it.
I was just curious.
You never phone any more.
What's the matter?
Do you still want to...
Look, Mike, it's all right now.
Since you've left, things have happened.
- Kathy.
- It's all right now, Mike.
- It's all right now.
- Kathy, stop it.
I don't know how to explain.
It's not you, you're all right.
It's just that...
I don't know, all that old scene
seems so strange now.
As if it were someone else,
not me at all.
I'm sorry, Kathy.
Hey, don't forget your tip!
Let me take it, madam.
You'd like some of this, wouldn't you?
Susan, can't you see I'm busy?
Of course I'm very lucky
I can eat almost anything.
You're very quiet this morning.
What's wrong with you?
Just sign.
Excuse me. Excuse me.
- Excuse me a moment.
- Can I help you?
Have you seen a couple come in?
The girl's a redhead. Very good looking.
You couldn't miss her.
Ooh, one went in about 10 minutes ago
with a dark balding gentleman.
Oh, no. The bloke's got a lot of hair.
Sort of horse-faced.
Ooh, actually there were two gentlemen.
Good evening, sir.
The other man may have been
a bit horsey.
- How are you?
- Oh, fine, thank you.
That could be them.
- Yeah, I'll take a single.
- Are you a member, sir?
A member? No.
In that case,
I'm afraid you can't go in, sir.
Not unless you want to enrol
and pay your membership fee.
Well, how much is that?
- Three guineas, please, sir.
- Three guineas!
Fill in this form, please.
And I'm afraid there's another
for your first drink.
- Hello, darling.
- Good evening.
- There we are.
- Two, please.
- Thank you.
- Look, um,
couldn't I go in without a drink,
just this once?
Oh, I'm afraid it's not possible
under our rules.
Do you still wish to join?
- Can I use your loo?
- Certainly, in there.
- Hello, Angie. How's your love life?
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