London Town Page #5

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I can face your threats

and stand up straight and tall

And shout about it

I think

I'm on another world with you

With you

I'm on another planet

with you

Another girl another planet

Another girl another planet

Space travel's in my blood

And there ain't nothin'

I can do about it

Long journeys wear me out

But I know

I can't live without it

Oh no

I think

I'm on another world with you

With you

I'm on another planet

with you

Another girl

Who who's loving you now

Another planet

Who's holding you down

Another planet

Alright, cheers.

- Brilliant. See you soon.

- See you. Yeah, yeah.

- Through here, mate,

through here.

- Hello, mate.

- Hi, guys, you alright?

- Good show.

- Mm.

It was alright?

- Great show.

- Oh, thanks, yeah.

- Wicked as always.

[chuckles]

We'll see you back, yeah?

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

See you back, then.

Oh, stop it.

I wanna show you something.

You ready?

- I like it.

- Well, you'll be in it

soon enough.

Once my music takes off

I'm gonna get us

a proper place to live in..

So you and Alice

can come and be with me

and we'll just be together.

- You know, you're not really

like most mums.

[laughs]

It's alright, I guess.

- Yeah.

Mm.

It's never about you and Alice.

- Yeah, I know.

- Do you know?

- Dad could've gone

to London with you..

But he gave up the band.

- Well, what makes you

think that?

- Well, he bloody quit playing,

didn't he?

Opened the shop.

- Oh, no, no, no.

Shay, Shay, I, I left your dad.

I mean,

he did everything he could.

I, I..

I, I don't know

what gave you that idea.

- He did.

- Yeah, well, he was probably

trying to protect me

to protect you.

[sighs]

- So why did you

never come and visit us..

You know,

after all those letters you sent

saying that you would?

- Yeah, yeah, well,

I, I meant it, you know?

When I, when I wrote that,

I meant that. I just..

[sighs]

I mean, life gets complicated

sometimes, you know?

I'll make it up to you.

I promise.

[woman moaning]

[moaning]

[instrumental music]

[engine starts]

[music continues]

[music continues]

- I need to find Vivian.

Do you know where she lives?

- It's not for me to say, mate.

- Just tell me

where I can find her.

It's really important.

- Sorry, kid.

- Do you fancy football?

[chuckles]

[knocking on door]

- May I help you, sir?

- Does Vivian live here?

- And who might you be?

- I be Shay.

Who are you, her butler?

So she lives here then? Vivian!

- Ms. Daniels isn't accepting

any callers. Good day.

- I'm not a caller.

I'm her boyfriend, you old git.

- Stop right there!

- Vivian! Vivian!

- Now, go, out with you, now.

- Stop! Shay! Stop! Shay!

- Do you know this guttersnipe,

Ms. Daniels?

- Well, he isn't. Let him go!

- Get off me!

Daniels, yeah?

And this is where you live?

Who are you?

Are you the daughter

of Thatcher's little pig?

Liar.

- What are you doing here?

I told...

- My dad's in hospital.

And we're losing everything.

Is that good enough?

- Shay.

- Piss off!

[sniffling]

[sniffles]

- The time is now.

- Says who?

- Says everybody.

- You cannot mount

a poxy revolution on hearsay.

- Depends on

who's doing the saying.

- The question here is,

what's more important.

The truth or freedom from it?

- Why don't we ask Shay here

as he is too young

to be corrupted.

Shay, what's more important

the truth or freedom from it?

- I don't know.

Isn't it the same thing?

Exactly.

- Good morning, all.

You alright?

- I am very well.

- Oh, good. Mm.

- How's Alice?

- Yeah, yeah, she's better.

She went back to sleep.

You alright?

Let me get you something proper.

What is that?

- Oh, make me something proper,

too, will you?

- Oh, me, too, please.

- Yeah.

- Oi! Oi, guys,

they're doing it.

It's happening here,

Victoria Park.

Gonna be a march,

Anti-Nazi League

a free concert, The Damned!

- Aw, piss off.

- And The Clash!

- The Clash?

- Convenient, we get

the piss kicked out of us

by a bunch of skinheads,

then a free concert.

Lovely.

- Let's go!

- Shay, do you want to come?

- Mum?

- Yeah, alright.

It'll be good for ya.

You better eat that on the way.

It's alright.

Can we hear it, please,

for The Clash?

White riot I wanna riot

White riot a riot of my own

White riot I wanna riot

White riot a riot of my own

- Anti-Nazi League.

This is the official collection

for the Anti-Nazi League.

We're gonna put the money

into property..

[indistinct announcement]

[indistinct chattering]

- You ready?

- Yeah.

[indistinct chanting]

- Come here.

- I was hoping not to see

these National Front skins.

[glass shattering]

- Come on now!

- Jesus.

- This is gonna go ballistic,

alright?

Stay close.

- Alright.

[indistinct yelling]

[siren blaring]

- We just need to get past this

to the concert.

[indistinct yelling]

- Oh, oh, oh!

- Get off me!

- Stop it!

Get your hands off her,

you bald prick.

- Shay, no! Shay, no!

Shay, stop! Shay!

- Oi, oi, get off me!

Get off me.

[indistinct yelling]

Get off me! Get off me!

- Shay! No!

- Guard, guard!

- Yeah.

[man grunting]

- Don't worry, son,

he's a softy. Ain't that right?

- Oh, yeah. Thanks, Paul, mate.

Regards to your family, yeah?

Hey, Paul?

It's not your fault, mate

you got sh*t for brains!

I can't help all of ya!

[laughs]

It's alright, mate.

You're not my type.

[groans]

- That's not what you said

the last time you saw me.

- What?

My bird! Is it you?

They finally got you

with that taxi, huh?

- No, I was beating up

a skinhead.

- Oh, were ya?

[laughs]

You weren't at my concert,

were ya?

- I thought it was you.

[sighs]

What's your name, shorty?

- Shay.

- Guevara?

Is that you?

- Heard that one before.

[laughs]

- Come on.

[groans]

Hell of a concert, though, yeah?

I think we might've woken up

a couple of corpses.

And isn't this

the cherry on top?

Home sweet home.

- What did they get you for,

anyway?

- Disturbing the peace,

I suppose.

[laughing]

Strange, isn't it?

- The silence?

- Yeah.

- I miss it

when it's not there sometimes.

You know,

just a feeling in your stomach

like this is all that matters.

- How do you mean?

- I don't know

but maybe

it's just one shot at it.

And that's the last.

[laughs]

- You've been listening to too

much of my preaching, shorty.

Getting a bit deep, isn't ya?

I'm gonna have to turn you on to

something a little softer, son

like maybe a little Bee Gees.

- Well, not in this life, mate.

[laughing]

Me dad says..

It's only worth it

if it's worth it.

- Yeah, well,

you listen to your dad, alright?

He sounds like a wise man.

- Yeah.

He gave everything up for us.

- Yeah?

- Not my mum, though.

Went on her own trip, left us.

London was calling, I guess.

- Oh, mate, look..

Some people just burn bright,

you know?

But they're plugged in

somewhere else completely.

And maybe we've got no right

to expect them

to be burning bright

just for us, just for our sake.

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