O Lucky Man! Page #5

Can you give us a lift? Okay?

Yeah, come on, get in.

Sit in the back there

and keep your mouth shut.

- Mind the board.

- It's the Golden Wonder.

Come on, Streaky. Aggravate the

gravel.

If you don't take that castle soon,

the National Trust will.

You're shivering.

I'm wet.

Take off that jacket.

And that.

Alan, pass us the rug.

And the bottle.

Take off your trousers.

Come on, strip off.

What? Here?

Get them off. This is Patricia.

She's very intelligent.

She's making a study of us.

Thank you.

What are you? What do you do?

They're musicians.

We just trying to make some bread,

that's all, mate.

Are you rich?

No, but my manager is.

Careful of those. That's gold thread.

Nylon.

Checkmate, Dave.

Never mind, at least you got it wrong.

Come over here.

Waifs and strays, she never could

resist.

- How long?

- About an hour. Maybe less.

On and on

And on and on we go

Round the world in circles turning

Earning what we can

While others dance away

The chance to light your day

Oh, and on and on

And on and on we go

And it's round the world in circles

turning

Earning what we can

While others dance away

The chance to light your day

- Patricia?

- She's upstairs.

Upstairs.

Boy, and if you have a friend

On whom you think you can rely

You are a lucky man

If you've found the reason

To live on and not to die

You are a lucky man

You know the preachers, and the poets

And the scholars don't know it

And the temples

And the statues

And the steeples don't show it

And if you've got the secret

Just try not to blow it

Stay a lucky man

Yes, yes

Now, on and on

And on and on we go

Morning.

- How do you feel?

- Hungry.

Could you hold this for me?

What is it?

Om.

It means infinity, or godhead.

Are you a Buddhist?

All religions are equally true.

Breakfast.

London.

The biggest money market in the world.

Did you know that?

Ten thousand million pounds a day

turnover.

Ten thousand millions a day, and

there's

a thousand ways of making it, you

know?

It's just a question

of picking the right one.

Open this.

Champagne.

Of course.

Glass palaces.

Just look at them.

One day I'll own one of those.

You're very old-fashioned.

What do you mean, I'm old-fashioned?

Well, all this stuff about money

and owning things.

If you want something, just take it.

I always do.

Where did you get this from?

Home.

Do you go there often?

Sometimes. When I get bored.

And where does all this other stuff

come from?

That comes from home too.

Daddy's got so much

he never misses anything.

You're lucky.

I've got to get there on my own.

- Get where?

- Right to the top.

How much is a building like that

worth?

The ground rent

is 800,000 pounds a year.

It cost 10 times that to build.

And every three months

its value increases by 20 percent.

How do you know?

My father owns it.

Really?

It's beautiful.

I'd like to meet your father.

You've got lovely eyes.

Introduce us then.

I've been a top salesman.

Earned 100 pounds one week.

You're so greedy.

Tell me more about your father.

He owns half the copper mines

in the world.

He's absolutely ruthless.

For every 5 million pounds he

invests...

...he makes half a million pounds

profit.

In Bolivia...

...he drove half a million peasants

off their land.

They starved to death.

Fifty million pounds profit.

He's the most evil man

you could ever hope to meet.

Are you coming or staying?

Coming.

Hey, where are you going? Don't go.

Have a good day.

Remember...

...all that glisters is not gold.

Hello, can I speak to Mr. Burgess,

please?

Yes, yes, of course, sir.

Sir James, yes.

Well, it's about his daughter.

Yes, it's very urgent.

I'm sorry, but it's absolutely

confidential.

It's a matter of life and death.

Well, you'll just have to interrupt

him then,

won't you?

Hello, Sir James?

Hello, I'm Michael Travis.

It's about Patricia. She's in trouble.

Well, she's safe at the moment but I'm

not sure how long it can be

guaranteed.

No, Sir James, I really cannot

discuss this on the telephone.

I'm sure you understand.

Well, I do have rather a full

afternoon

but I could see you in say, 45

minutes.

No, Sir James, I'm not a psychiatrist.

Good. Oh, by the way, Sir James...

...which is your nearest tube station?

Thank you.

Mr. Travis?

Would you mind taking a seat

and waiting a few moments?

- Sir James is still in conference.

- Thank you.

It's only a question of time.

Another six months is all I need.

Three?

No, no, no!

- You rotten bastard! You swine!

- You must calm down.

Can't you see

it's a revolutionary concept?

Twenty five years of my life.

Twenty five years wasted.

Twenty five years down the drain.

- Oh, God! All wasted!

- Professor...

- Professor, you must restrain

yourself.

- You bastard! You swine!

Professor.

Help me. I won't go. I'll never go.

Don't let them do it.

Miss Hunter, two Valium

and a barley wine for Professor

Stewart.

William, a chair for Professor

Stewart.

Mr. Travis.

Sir James' time is worth

500 pounds per minute.

Please keep it short.

Mr. Michael Travis, Sir James.

Well, young man.

I won't beat about the bush, sir.

It's your...

I won't beat about the bush, sir.

It's your daughter, Patricia.

She's in bad trouble.

What kind of trouble?

Well, sir, the usual.

Bad company, protests, drugs.

Oh, all that. Yes.

I think we can save her, sir.

I think she should come back

to her family...

...a family background.

Do you even know where she is, sir?

It must be heart-breaking for you,

Sir James.

You amaze me.

She needs you, Sir James.

How strange.

The trouble is, I'm so frightfully

busy.

No, no, no.

- I'm not gonna stand for it.

- Professor.

- Professor, please.

- I'm going back in there.

All right, if that's what you want.

But here, now,

in front of your very eyes, Sir James.

- Now!

- William.

William, stop him at all costs.

- Professor, please.

- Now, now.

- Professor, for God's sake.

- Let me go!

Let me go!

- Miss Hunter.

- Yes, Sir James.

Ask the senior staff

to come to my office.

I'm afraid I have some very grave

and distressing news for you.

Professor Stewart is dead.

Professor Stewart

started life 55 years ago...

...of humble parentage.

His father was a watchmaker in

Glasgow.

At the age of 16,

he gained a scholarship to Cambridge.

During the war his vital research

into the military application of

electronics...

...led to his rapid promotion

to the rank of major.

After the war...

...he gave to this company the same

loyalty

that he had before given to the

nation.

Now, Professor Stewart

was not only an inventor of genius...

...but all who came in contact with

him

felt it a privilege to have known...

...and loved him.

Sir James, it's 10 past 5.

Your appointment with Dr. Munda.

Thank you, Miss Hunter.

Professor Stewart was too far

in advance of his time...

...but his name will live long.

We will stand in silence

in grateful memory for 15 seconds.

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