I'm All Right Jack Page #11

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It is for that reason that we oppose

the introduction of bIackIeg Iabour.

Hear, hear!

And it is for that same reason...

It is for that same reason

that we oppose...

Erm...

That reason we oppose...

Hear, hear!

Thank you, Mr Kite.

You've made the point, I think.

Now I'm going to caII on Mr Windrush,

who, as a worker at MissiIes,

might perhaps be described

as the odd man in.

And now, Mr Windrush,

what have you got to say?

Mr Windrush.

I'm going to find it pretty difficuIt

to say what I want to say in a few words.

In fact, I'm onIy now

just beginning to catch on.

As my friend KnowIes

wouId have said,

I must have been dead stupid.

I've swaIIowed everything

they have given me to swaIIow.

Everything!

AII the phoney patriotic cIaptrap

of the empIoyers.

AII the biIge I've heard taIked

about workers' rights

untiI my head's reeIing

with the stink of it aII.

The troubIe is, everybody's got so used

to the smeII, they no Ionger notice it.

Furthermore, they're deaf, too.

So deaf

they can't even hear the fiddIes.

In fact, they don't want to.

Wherever you Iook, it's a case of

"BIow you, Jack, I'm aII right".

On a point of order, Mr Chairman...

I might have known

you'd have a point of order.

Hey, this is going to be a beaut...

This meeting

has got to foIIow the ruIes...

- Shut up, Fred!

- Mum!

We aII know

your proper procedure.

Hang a chap without giving him a hearing.

Is that what they do in the Soviet Union?

I protest. My poIitics is a matter

between my conscience

- and the baIIot box.

- Your poIitics?

"To each according to his needs,

"from each as IittIe

as he can get away with,

"and no overtime except on Sundays

at doubIe the rate."

That's a damn fine way

to buiId a new JerusaIem.

Mr Chairman, I do think that we aII

ought to try and deaI with each other fairIy.

Don't you faII for that soft soap,

Mr Muggeridge.

When a deaI's fair for UncIe Bertie,

you can bet your Iife

it's a wet and windy one for the rest of us.

Sit down, StanIey,

you're making a fooI of yourseIf.

You and your taIk of "country"!

You're waving a great big Union Jack,

so nobody can see

what you're up to behind it.

What does the idiot think he's doing?

- What the deviI are you pIaying at?

- Not your IittIe game, UncIe Bertie.

'You've cheated everyone,

even Aunt DoIIy.'

- 'You Ieave my mother out of this!'

- 'Pon my souI!

'You're a bounder,

UncIe Bertie,

'a streamIined, chromium-pIated,

oId-fashioned bounder.'

- You cad!

- You humbug!

- You traitor!

- You twister!

- Snake!

- Skunk!

GentIemen! GentIemen, pIease...

- What we want to get at are the facts.

- The facts?

I've got the facts over here.

Here they are. Hundreds of them.

These are the onIy facts

that interest anybody in this dispute.

This is what they aII want.

This is aII they want.

Something for nothing.

Camera three onto MurieI!

We're sorry to have to Ieave "Argument"

at this point,

but a technicaI hitch has deveIoped

which is beyond our controI.

'We expect to resume

normaI services shortIy.'

BIimey! Ain't it marveIIous?

Just when they was getting

niceIy warmed up. Ain't it marveIIous?

Brothers, pIease! Brothers!

Use your seIf-controI!

Give me that! That's mine!

This is the sort of conduct

society can never... will never toIerate.

You wiIfuIIy instigated

these disorderIy scenes,

and in the course of doing so,

you saw fit

to make a wicked and sIanderous attack

upon the integrity of your empIoyer,

a man sureIy entitIed

to your gratitude and IoyaIty.

Not content with this,

you impugned the motives and actions

of your feIIow workers

in the person

of their representative, Mr Kite.

He offered you comradeship,

and he gave you sheIter.

His reward has been

your treachery and spite.

WiII that Iady kindIy compose herseIf

or Ieave the court?

- Shut up, wiII you?

- Fred!

- You shut up, too!

- Fred!

In the face of these outrages,

your victims behaved

with remarkabIe generosity.

Rather than testify against you,

Mr Mohammed has invoked

his dipIomatic immunity.

Mr TracepurceI and Mr Kite

were both emphatic in their pIea

that your behaviour

couId onIy be expIained by iII heaIth,

brought on by overwork.

In the circumstances,

I am prepared to accept

that your conduct

was in part due to a mentaI instabiIity.

Provided that you

immediateIy seek medicaI aid,

you'II be bound over to keep the peace

for the period of one year.

Good shot, Major!

GIorious worId to be aIive in.-

- PeacefuI here, isn't it?

- Yes, I suppose it is.

Rather a contrast to aII

the undignified rushing and grabbing

- that goes on outside, eh, StanIey?

- Yes, Father.

We've turned our back

on aII that kind of vuIgarity.

We're onIy interested in

the simpIe things

that mankind has aIways been after.

Yoo-hoo! Mr Windrush?

- Is that your son with you?

- Yes, do you want him?

Goodie!

StanIey, wouId you Iike

to come and pIay with us?

We're going to have a tournament.

Knockout, you know...

Thanks, but I don't think

I'm reaIIy quite up to it.

Nonsense, StanIey,

a young feIIow Iike you?

Go on, be a sport.

- I bet you're joIIy good.

- Come on, StanIey!

None of us are terribIy hot, you know.

- I wouIdn't be any good, honestIy.

- Rubbish!

He's onIyjust being modest.

Come on, Iadies,

come and make him pIay.

No!

Father!

I'm aII right, Jack, I'm OK

That is the message for today

So count up your IoIIy,

feather your nest

Let someone eIse worry, boy,

I couIdn't care Iess

You scratch my back

I'II do the same for you, Jack

That's the message for today

WeII, we're aII united

100%

Yeah, we're aII soIid Iike cement

Hear the happy voices shout out

One out, aII out!

BIow you, Jack, I'm aII right

Yeah, the workers and the bosses,

a sweet duet

Share the gains and the Iosses

Huh, you bet!

WeII, everybody's comrades now

Like Cain and AbeI

we're aII brothers, and how!

They taIk about Utopia,

don't Iet 'em soft-soap yer!

Grab you whack, brother, hoId on tight

BIow you, Jack

I'm aII right

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