Our Mother's House Page #7
- Year:
- 1967
- 104 min
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You got it all wrong, Elsa.
All wrong.
I wouldn't do that to YOU.
No, just a bit short of capital...
...that's all.
It's a big house... it's a big family...
Thought I'd get myself
a little mortgage.
A mortgage is a sort of loan
on the value of the house.
Those people who came with Mr Moley...
they were just sort of guinea-pigs.
You get someone to make
an offer on the house, and then...
...that's the valuation.
That's how much
we can borrow.
See?
Fancy thinking
I'd do a thing like that!
Funny...
I don't believe you!
And anyway, you've no right
to do anything with this house!
It's OUR house...
not yours.
Mother left it to us in her will.
Never.
You're kidding yourself, my girl.
Vi never left a will.
You show me a will!
I found the pieces in YOUR room!
And I stuck them together again.
Then I'm afraid it won't do you
very much good.
It's not valid.
For one thing as far as anybody's concerned
outside this house......
in some distant sanatorium.
And I have her power of attorney...
...very convincingly signed...
by our resident forger here...
Jimmy.
And for another thing...
You're all minors.
You know what that means?
It means that you can't own ANYTHING!
Nothing... nothing at all.
Not until you're 21.
Understand?
Understand?
So, this is MY house, Elsa.
Mine.
Mine!
Do you understand it?
And it's about all I've bloody-well got too.
You've... got... us!
Got you!?
Oh God! I've just about had
the bloody lot of you.
Charlie, please...
I believe in you.
Don't come near me!
Get away!
You give me the creeps!
I'm sick of the sight
of the sight of all of ya.
All of you!
Always wanting something.
Charlie, can we have this...
Charlie can we do that?
I don't know how
I've stuck it so long!
Well I'm getting out!
And so are you...
all of you!
To an orphanage!
I'm sick of the sight of you all,
creeping around this house...
...talking about your
bloody sainted mother...
...as if she was God and the Virgin Mary
all rolled into one!
Leave Mother alone...
leave her alone!
Don't you worry...
Ever since I found out what she was up to,
I left her alone.
Leave her alone!
That's bloody funny, that is!
Leave her alone!
Shall I set you straight
Yeah...I think I will!
Your mother... dear children...
...was a tart!
She wasn't even choosey!
She'd pick 'em up anywhere!
She just couldn't get enough of them!
Jimminy take...
No you don't... you stay just
where you are!
You've shoved your sainted mother
down my throat for long enough!
Now it's MY turn...MINE!
I was the one that suffered!
Understand it?..Me!
She was a whore!
I was the one who tried
to keep her straight.
I was the one that did
the forgetting and the forgiving...
...when she got all repentant
and religious.
Crying and crawling around my feet!
It was me...
I had to get out.
I left her my name.
And she gave it to YOU.
But you're not one of you, mine!
None of you!
You're ALL bastards!
The lot of you!
All of you!
The fruit...
...of Dear Mother's
nightly sin!
What a life, eh?
What a life!
What a life... eh, Di?
Charlie?
Alright... thank you...
Go on, keep the change.
-Thanks a lot.
Thank you... good night.
Charlie!
Charlie, it's me! Open the door!
Come on, luv...I know you didn't mean
what you said.
Got all me things with me, Charlie.
Charlie!
You're not angry with me,
are you, Charlie?
It's not MY fault you're skint!
You've got your troubles, Charlie...
I know that!
I can help you, Charlie.
Let me in... there's a luv.
Charlie!
Elsa! Elsa!
You just got one of those
little tarts in there with you?
Have you?
Is that it?
You aren't gonna go off with one
of those bleedin' tarts are you?
Alright, then...
But you just remember
how much I know about you.
You just remember that!
We'll see who comes
crawling back tomorrow!
He's dead.
He's dead.
Perhaps we ought to run away, Hugh.
No use, Jimminy...
We've got to tell someone.
Don't you see? -No.
Alright then, Hugh.
Perhaps it was an
accident. -No it wasn't.
I told you it wasn't.
It's not true what he said
about Mother... is it Else?
Mother's dead.
Mother's been dead a long time.
That's right, Willy.
It's time to go now, Diana.
Elsa... why can't we bury Charlie
in the garden?
Because he doesn't belong
in the garden.
He didn't love us.
Oh, Jimminy... what do you think
you're doing?
Can't we take the budgie?
We can't just leave it.
You can hide it in your pocket,
Jimminy!
Yes... why not?
Please, Elsa!
Oh, alright. I'll get it.
Don't worry, Diana.
You couldn't help it.
None of us could.
Come on... we haven't got all night.
I've got it!
He's in my pocket, Hugh.
Good evening, Mr Halbert.
Are we going to tell the doctor
about Mother, too?
Of course we are. We don't
have a secret any more.
I can tell Miss Bailey.
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Submitted on August 05, 2018
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