I Know Where I'm Going!
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- 1945
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'When Joan was only one,
she already knew where she was going.
'Going right? Left?
'No - straight on. '
'When she was five she was writing,
"'Dear Father Christmas,
"'I don't want a doll,
and I don't want a big red ball.
"'What I want is a pair of silk stockings,
"'and I mean silk, not artificial. "'
'She was 12 before she got
her first silk stockings
'and they were artificial.
'See? All the other girls are waiting
for the bus.
'And waiting.
'Look - here she comes,
straight for the milk van.
'Is she going to get a lift? She is. '
'At 18, she's a working girl
and still knows what she wants.
'A boy wants to take her to the movies,
twice a week, if she'll let him.
'She would rather dine at the best hotel
in town, even if it's only once a month.
'There she is, that tall, skinny girl.
'Will he take her? He will. '
'She's 25 now, and in one thing
'she still knows where she's going. '
Good evening, Miss Webster.
Good evening, Lon.
- (Lively big band jazz)
- Hello, darling.
l thought you were spending
your holiday at home.
Sorry, darling, but you see me most
weekends. Did you bring my money?
Yes. Here you are.
47pounds 11s 9d.
Sign the receipt and count the money.
- You don't mind my taking it all out?
- lt's your money.
As your bank manger, l prefer you to
keep the account open. As your father...
- Nothing for me.
- You must have something tonight.
He'll have a sherry. You love sherry.
- And the usual for you, Miss Webster.
- Thank you.
- What do you mean, usual?
- Gin and Dubonnet.
You've no consideration for my position.
Oh, darling, be reasonable.
their fathers have positions.
Not everybody's father's
a bank manager.
Thank you, miss.
Darling.
Please stop being a bank manager
for once, just be my father for tonight.
Now, Joan, l've come
all the way from Eccleshall,
you know l don't like being seen
in expensive places.
- You know what my clients would say...
- Daddy.
- l'm going to be married.
- What?
- Your table, Miss Webster.
- Thank you, Fred.
Let's go in, darling. Bring your drink!
Diamond, eh? Who is he?
Excuse me.
That's your works pass. You can't marry
Consolidate Chemical lndustries.
Can't l?
No other name on this except your own.
Then...
- You can't mean...
- Just what l do mean.
Robert Bellinger's
one of the wealthiest men in England.
Anything wrong with the soup,
Miss Webster?
We were talking. lt's cold now.
Will you take it away?
Now, look here, Joan, stop acting.
You're not Lady Bellinger yet.
(Chuckles)
Anyway, you'll come with me
to the station?
- Tonight?
- l'm picking up the Scotch express.
- You're going to Glasgow?
- Further, the Western lsles.
Have you got a ticket?
There'll be a queue.
lt's all arranged.
l'm going to an island called Kiloran.
- Where is it?
- ln the Hebrides.
lt takes a day and a night to get there.
lt's his island, we're going to be married
there away from...people.
- Have you ever been there?
- Often.
- What?
- ln my dreams.
He's told me all about it.
There's an old house
and the war's a million miles away.
There are the famous sands and sheep
and birds and grey Atlantic seals.
Bellinger must be nearly as old as l am.
And what's wrong with you, darling?
- Come on, Daddy, let's dance.
- No, no, Joan.
Oh, come on, Daddy, you can dance.
You taught me to dance!
- Good evening, Hunter.
- Good evening. Follow me.
l hope you will be comfortable, miss.
- (Man) Thanks, Mr Hunter.
- l made sure you weren't over the wheel.
- lt's lovely, Hunter.
- Tea in the morning, Miss Webster?
- Yes, please.
- We get in at 6:31,
- we'll call you half an hour before.
- Thank you.
Very good, Miss Webster.
Thanks, Mr Hunter.
- lt was clever of you to get a sleeper.
- Sir Robert told us, miss.
- Not so easy these days.
- We have our methods.
- This is my father, Hunter.
- How do you do?
Here is an itinerary l prepared
at Sir Robert's desire.
Would you be so good as to study it?
ln Glasgow you change
Mr McAllister, a director
will meet you on your arrival
at the Central.
You arrive at Oban in Argyllshire
at 1 1 :
31.- Just leaving, sir.
- Oh, l must go! Excuse me!
- Goodbye.
- Goodbye, Hunter.
- (Whistle blasts)
- Goodbye, Daddy, darling.
Send me a wire, l'll be back in a week!
- Goodbye, darling, God bless you.
- Goodbye, Hunter!
- Goodbye. My very best wishes.
- Don't forget to write.
And darling, don't worry about me,
l know where l'm going!
l know where l'm going
And l know who's going with me
l know who l love
But the dear knows who l'll marry...
(Man) 'ltinerary
of Miss Webster's journey
'from Manchester to lsle of Kiloran,
Scotland.
'Erm, Manchester.
'Departure 1 :
11am from platform one.'A first-class sleeping car...'
Some say he's black
But l say he's bonny...
'Preston, 2:
27 am...'The fairest of them all
My handsome, winsome Johnny...
'Motor ship Lochinvar. 1 :15pm.
'Sails for the Western lsles...'
l know where l'm going
And l know who's going with me
l know who l love
But the dear knows who l'll marry
(Father) 'You can't marry
Consolidated Chemical lndustries.'
Can't l?
Do you, Joan Webster,
take Consolidated Chemical lndustries
to be your lawful wedded husband?
l do.
And do you,
Consolidated Chemical lndustries,
take Joan Webster to be your lawful
wedded wife?
(Hooter blares)
(Man) 'Good evening, Lady Bellinger.'
(Chanting) 'Everything's arranged,
everything's arranged...'
(Woman) 'Charged to your account,
madam, of course.'
- (Chanting) 'Perfect fit, perfect fit...'
- 'Madam looks divine!'
- 'We'll send it, madam, we'll send it...'
- '511 guineas, 511 guineas...'
- 'Thank you, madame!'
- 'Lady Bellinger!'
'Charge it, charge it,
charge it, charge it...'
You take the high road
and l'll take the low road
And l'll be in Scotland afore ye
'You're over the border now.'
Glasgow Central!
- Oh!
- There's a gentleman to meet you!
The stationmaster's with him.
- Miss Webster.
- Yes.
- l'm McAllister.
- How do you do?
- This is Mr Tinning.
- How do you do?
- lt's a grand day.
- lt is.
You'll need all your time
to get to Buchanan Street.
(Chuffing)
Miss Webster?
l'm David MacBrayne's agent.
lt's a fine day.
- Miss Webster.
- How do you do, Captain?
lt is your first visit to the isle?
- Yes, it is.
- 'Tis a sublime day.
(Thunder crashes)
(Fog horn)
- Miss Webster?
- Yes?
Be getting in quickly out of the rain.
lt's a pity about the day.
An hour ago it was very pretty.
Ach, but it never stays fine for long here,
you will soon get used to it.
- Are you for Kiloran?
- Yes. ls it far to Port Erraig?
Quite a step if you walk,
41 minutes if you have a car
and you have a car.
Port Erraig is down yonder
behind the trees.
That is Moy Castle,
the ancient home of the MacLaines.
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