Holding the Man Page #2

SUPERTRAMP:
Dreamer

Dreamer

You stupid little dream

So now you put your head

in your hands, oh, no...

(Knocking at door)

- Go away! Piss off!

WOMAN:
I beg your pardon?!

I'm naked!

Someone's on the phone

for you.

(Turns off radio)

- Who?

- A boy from school.

Hurry, please.

I've got dinner on.

Tell your friends

not to call at dinnertime!

- I can call back.

TIM:
What? Why?

Your dinner.

No, it's... it's OK.

- We're having casserole.

- Chops.

We just had chops

and mashed potato.

And peas.

I like you.

That's good.

I reallylike you.

I've likedyou forsome time.

I like you too.

Does this mean

that we're going out?

(Laughs)

You haven'tasked me yet.

John Caleo,

will you go round with me?

- Yep.

- Oh!

DRAGON:
Sun and the sea

Birds in the air

I lostmylove

and I don'tcare

Oh, no

Oh, no...

Whoo-hoo! Whoo!

This time,

I'm gonna take yourhand

Gonna take you

to the promised land

And this time

This time

This time, gonna head

in the rightdirection

In the rightdirection

This time

This time

This time, gonna head

in the rightdirection

In the rightdirection

In the rightdirection

In the rightdirection...

No-one can see.

I better get home.

Ah! God! So turned on.

(Laughs) I'll have to go

straight home and pull myself.

You don't do that, do you?

- You joking?

- Why do you need to?

Because it's fun!

Can you see if you can stop?

Mmm.

Have you seen my Cleo

magazine?

No.

(Moans softly)

(Moans softly)

(Moans softly)

(Breathes heavily)

TIM:
DearJohn.

It's 1am and I can'tsleep.

I think I went

too fartoo soon

when I reached

into yourdaks.

All I can sayis I'm sorry.

thatis enough forme.

THE MASTER'S APPRENTICES:

It's because I love you...

- What's this?

- Give it back.

- A love letter!

- Eric, give it back to him.

TEACHER:

Quieten down, you lot,

and that includes the peanut

gallery at the back.

- Thank you.

- Give it back!

TEACHER:
Now, will you all

please open your books

to page 97...

TIM:
Idiot!

TEACHER:
We are now going

to further investigate...

.. the topological formation

of our own continent.

There are, as you know,

14 major tectonic plates.

If you don't know

them already,

write them down,

because you need to know them.

They are of course,

first, the Eurasian plate,

two, Australian-Indian,

three, Philippines,

four, Pacific,

five, Juan de Fuca...

I expected more of you, Caleo.

Six, Nazca,

seven, Cocos.

TIM:
We love each other. What

are you going to do about it?

JOHN:
Tim!

You're mumbling, Tim.

We love each other

and what are you

going to do about it?

Father, please!

This can't get around.

I'm afraid

it's too late for that.

There are people in this place

that want to discipline you.

You're quite the topic of

conversation in the staffroom.

Why haven't

they tried to stop us?

The lay staffwould like to...

.. but the Jesuits

look out for you.

We've seen this before.

- (Scoffs)

- Be careful, Tim.

Yes, Father.

Not everything

has to be political.

Doesn't it?

Tim, there will be

other battles,

and they will need

educated people to fight them.

Don't jeopardise your

schooling over this, boys.

Bless us, O Lord,

and these, thy gifts

we are about to receive

from thy bounty.

Through Christ, our Lord,

amen.

ALL:
Amen.

Tim?

Thank you, Mrs Caleo.

Lovely manners.

BOB:
What about you?

Do you want an onion?

There you go.

What about you?

TIM:
No, I'm right

at the moment.

- It's really good, Mum.

- That's really nice, Mum.

MOTHER:
Is it, darling?

John, er... John's changed.

We've all noticed.

Ever since he's been

hanging around with you.

He's come out of himself.

Lois and I are very grateful.

We'd like to thank you.

He's a great guy.

Mum's rule - friends sleep

in here on a school night,

otherwise I stay up yakking.

(Laughs) I don't mind.

You reckon your parents will

let you come away to Eric's

for the study break?

They said as long

as you're going.

Five fellas in a shack. You

never know what might happen.

(Floorboard creaks)

(Sweet flower...)

- (Gasps)

- Shh!

(Both laugh)

(Sleeping bag unzips)

(John breathes heavily)

(John moans)

- Shh, shh.

- Oh!

- Shh, shh.

- (Can we go again?)

- (Laughs)

(Birds chirp)

I feel like

I played a grand final.

(Laughs)

(Floorboard creaks)

We'll be back with lunch.

Good luck!

TIM:
What are you doing?

Just felt like it.

(Both moan)

TIM:
DearJohn.

I think I wenttoo far

too soon

when I reachedinto yourdaks.

BOY:
Dad? Did Paul get

an extra two bucks?

I'm the one

who cleaned the gutters.

Out!

DERGE:
What the fu...

Are you f***ing kidding?!

BOY:
Thanks.

ERIC:
Ought to run into town

for more beer.

DERGE:
Too frigging cold.

Good streaking weather.

Piss off, I'm not doing that.

What? You have before.

Leave it, Biscuit.

No, why not?

F*** off, Conigrave.

Just f*** off.

F***ing homo.

(Laughter)

Yes!

(Laughter)

Oh, Dergey boy!

(Laughter)

(Laughter)

(All whoop)

(Car horn honks)

- Lovely night for it!

(Laughs) Run like

the clappers, boys.

(Car horn honks)

I'm doing it, but don't you

two look at my arse!

(Laughter)

Come on, Derge!

Hello.

Has someone died?

I told myself

I was being stupid.

What?

FATHER:
John's father

came to see me today.

He made me read your letter.

What letter?

Tim, when I was your age

guys used to muck around in

the showers at the yacht club

while their parents

were up in the bar.

Everyone did it.

You're gonna grow out ofthis.

I hope you do,

otherwise you're going

to have a very lonely life.

A very sad life.

Up until now,

I couldn't be happier.

Don't be smart!

You're living under our roof.

Your mother and I have made

a decision.

You and John can't see each

other anymore.

Yes, we can.

You can't stop us.

The man is threatening

court action.

And do you support him?

FATHER:
What you're doing

is illegal.

Do you support him?

No, frankly, we don't,

but today has been the most

humiliating day of my life!

John won't be

staying here anymore,

and you're not to use

the telephone to contact him.

You f***ing poxy traitors!

I hope you get cancer!

Wow.

They all call you

the school poofter!

I stuck up for you,

and then I find out it's true!

(Door slams)

BRONSKl BEAT:
I Feel Love

You

You and me, yeah!

Ooh, I'm in love,

I'm in love

I'm in love

I feel love

I feel love

I feel love

I feel love...

(Tapping at window)

What are you doing here?

Mmm. You taste like fly spray.

(Laughs) Yeah.

(John cries)

- We'll get through this.

- How?

- They'll keep us apart.

- Will you marry me?

Oh!

(Both laugh)

- That just fell out.

- (Laughs)

FATHER:
John?

Homework all done?

Pretty much.

(Sighs) Your mother's

very upset.

I talked to the parish priest.

He recommended a psychologist.

Your mother will make

an appointment

and then you will see

this man.

John, you've got to put this

in the past.

Exams soon,

so it ought to be easy

for you to avoid Tim.

I love you.

I feel love

I feel love

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