Distant Voices, Still Lives Page #2
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1988
- 85 min
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Taking a chance on love
If anything happens to my mom...
...Ill bleedin' kill you.
Go on, Maisie, give us Barefoot Days
Barefoot days
When we were just a couple of kids
Barefoot days
And all the things we did
We'd go down to a shady nook
Use a bent pin for a hook
And we'd fish all day, we'd fish all night
But the goddamn fish refused to bite
And then we'd slide
Down someone's backyard door
Slide and slide
Till our pants was tore
Then we'd have to go home
We'd have to go to bed
While our mother got busy
with the needle and thread
Oh, boy
What joy we had in barefoot days
Make sure there's room in there.
Tommy, where are the kids?
Where are the kids?
Come in. Come in.
Where the bleedin' hell have you been?
- They're getting closer!
- They're gonna bomb us!
Sing, Eileen.
Sing.
Roll out the barrel
We'll have a barrel of fun
Roll out the barrel
We've got the blues on the run
Zing boom tararrel
We'll have a song of good cheer
Now's the time to roll the barrel
Cos the gang's all here
How are you, Ei?
OK, mom.
What's scarlet fever, mom?
It's scarlatina, love.
Scarlatina.
Where's our Tony, mom?
Why can't I come in, Dad?
There's no place for you here.
Frig off!
- Can I stay here Gran?
- You can have the sofa
pray the Lord my soul to take
God bless Mother, God bless Father,
and keep them safe
If you look into a mirror after midnight...
...you'll see the devil.
Oh, when Irish eyes are smiling
All the world is bright and gay
In the lilt of Irish laughter
All the world is bright and gay
In the lilt...
...of Irish laughter
R- A-G-M-O-P-P-P.
Ragmop!
One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight. Ragmop!
God!
Isn't it hot?
I'm sweating past myself.
Oh, here's Red.
Oh, God, that's all I need.
Aw, he's harmless.
Hi, Mick.
Die!
Oh, what you're throwing away.
God help him, the poor gobshite.
Do you remember Formby?
And that tent?
Oh, cor blimey.
- I never
- You did
I never
- You did.
- I never.
You did fart!
Uh...
I never.
- I thought you'd killed her, you know, Micky.
- I know. So did I.
I was a real cow with that mallet, wasn't I?
- Do you ever see Jingles?
- No.
'S wonderful!
'S marvellous!
Jingles, you came!
They tried to sell us egg foo yung!
- So, how are you, kid?
- Smashing.
- Are you still married?
- Oh, God, yeah.
Two kids and a radiogram to support.
- You haven't altered, Ei. Still not a pick on you.
- Still eight stone soaking wet.
- How do you do it?
- Witchcraft!
- You're hooking with Mick.
- Oh Jingles I'm in a worse state than Russia
- Do you know who I saw in The Swan
last week? - No. - Jackie McGorrie
Remember when...
Cos I love you that's why
Whoa, it's Saturday
That's why.
Yeah, it's Saturday
Cos I love you that's why
Oh, kiss me, you fool
That's why
That's him.
Bet he's come in a taxi.
Well, you know these seamen.
Money's no object.
I've signed myself out of hospital.
I've walked home.
He's gone.
My Tommy's gone.
Won't you say ta-ra, Dad?
I'm only going for the season.
Do you know what?
If I ever get a gun,
I'll blow your bleedin' brains out.
Ta-ra, Mom!
Bye, love!
Don't forget to write, now, will you?
Have a ciggie, kid.
I put a nickel in the telephone
To dial my baby's number
Got a brr-brr-brr-brr busy line
Pwllheli, here we come!
Yes, please.
What would you like to order, sir?
Please come home, Ei
Your dad's really ill.
One?
OK.
East is east and west is west
And the wrong one I have chose
Let's go where they keep on wearin'
Those rings and things and buttons and bows
Flowers and frills and buttons and bows
Don't bury me in this prairie
Take me where the cement grows
Let's get down to some big town
Where they judge a gal
by the cut of her clothes
And you'll stand out in buttons and bows
I love you in buck skin
Or the skirts that you've homespun
But I'll love you longer, stronger
Where your friends don't tote a gun
My bones denounce the buckboard bounce
Let's vamoose where gals keep usin'
Those silks and satins and linen that shows
And you're all mine in buttons and bows
Gimme Eastern trimmin'
where women are women
In high-silk hose and peek-a-boo clothes
And French perfume that rocks the room
And you're all mine
Bows!
Well, Ei...
You're well and truly married now.
Yes.
But I don't feel any different, Maisie.
I don't feel any different.
Don't be worrying.
You'll be all right.
They soon grow up
Maisie is engaged to George Roughley
and I don't think it'll be long
before our Tony marries Rosie Forsyth.
I'll leave the place till morning.
I love the light nights.
But they're starting to draw in now
aren't they Mom?
Yeah
Nellie?
Nellie!
Nell!
- Go on you're all right I'll see to it
Ah thanks Mom.
See you Mrs. D. Ta-ra.
Enjoy yourselves
You're married now! I'm your husband!
Your duty's to me! Frig everyone else!
Monica. Jingles.
That's all ancient history now.
Come on. Up the dancers
- How much do you love me?
- A pound of sugar!
Hush a bowee, hush a bow
Hush-a-bowee hush-a-bow
Hush-a-bowee hush-a-bow
Hush-a-bowee hush-a-bow
Good night Maisie
Good night, son.
The Sandman is coming.
How much do you love me?
Of one that is so fair and bright
Velut maris stella
Brighter than the day is light
Parens et puella
I cry to thee
Thou see to me
Lady
Pray thy Son for me
Tam pia
That I may come to thee
Maria...
- What do you ask of the Church of God?
- Faith
And what does faith hold out to you?
Life everlasting
- Do you renounce Satan?
- I do renounce him.
- And all his works?
- I do renounce them.
- And all his pomps?
- I do renounce them.
- Are you willing to be baptised?
- I am willing.
Elaine,
ego te baptiso...
...in nomine Patris
et Filii
et Spiritus Sancti.
- Amen.
- Amen.
It's 12 o'clock and for those of you
with friends and relatives in Germany...
...here's Jean Metcalfe on your behalf
taking over for Two-Way Family Favourites
Hello everyone
Someone broke into my heart
And stole a beat or two
The finger of suspicion points at you
Someone took away my sleep
and never left a clue
The finger of suspicion points at you
Just as soon as they can make
the guilty one confess
I know exactly what I'm gonna do
Wakey! Way-kee!
Good afternoon everybody This is Billy Cotton
introducing another Billy Cotton Band Show
Hey you!
You down there with the glasses...
Meanwhile for those who can't read here is
a sort of radio show which is Beyond Our Ken
Wheelwright Amberley Grotefield Mrs. Nift
The House of Commons yo-yo team...
...George and Lily Brisket
sisters with a difference...
Coloratura soprano Mildred Gas Stove
Bet she's got a good range!
To continue...
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