Quadrophenia
- R
- Year:
- 1979
- 120 min
- 1,515 Views
Is it me
For a moment, for a moment?
For a moment, for a moment
Love
Reign o'er me...
Bell boy
Bell boy...
Can you see the real me? Can you?
Can you?
I went back to the doctor
To get another shrink
I sit and tell him 'bout my weekend...
Darlin'! Oi!
Can you see the real me?
Doctor? Doctor?
Can you see the real me?
Doctor
Doctor
I went back to my mother
I said "I'm crazy, Ma. Help me"
She said "I know how it feels, Son"
"Because it runs in the family"
Can you see the real me?
Mother? Mother?
Can you see the real me?
Mother?
Can you see?
Can you see the real me?
Preacher? Preacher?
- Nice bike, mate!
- F*** off!
Bollocks! F*** off!
Why don't you get off and push it?
Can you see? Can you see?
Can you see?
Can you see the real me?
Doctor?
Can you see the real me?
Mother?
Here, Ferdy.
- Ferdy.
- Hello, Jim.
- How's it going, eh?
- All right.
Here, you got something nice for me?
- At your service, man.
- Keep your brains warm, do they?
- How many do you want?
- Well, come here.
- I want about a dozen.
- F*** off, Jim.
All right, all right. Twenty.
But how much?
They're pretty scarce. I had to go
over the water to get these.
Got on a banana boat
back to Jamaica, did you?
No, Brixton. And as you know, Jim,
it costs money to get down there.
- All right. How much?
- A quid.
You're a f***ing liberty taker.
Oi, Ferdy...
- Hello, lovers.
- Hi, Monkey.
What have you come as?
Go on, then, get in there.
She won't bite.
- If you don't, I might.
- Nah, I'm not bothered.
Not much.
- I know, I'll pull it for you.
- No, you won't.
- Oi, Steph.
- F*** off.
Now you know, you know
I love the way you walk
I love the way you walk
I love the way you...
- George.
- What?
- I ain't...
- Why?
- You know why.
- Get off.
Don't say that.
It's always the same lately.
What's the matter?
- Pack it in. Don't do that.
- Why not?
Just shut up. Go to sleep.
I've always got to go to sleep.
I'm fed up with it.
Here, Yvonne, you got any scissors?
Over on the table.
Oh, what have you done?
I don't know what I've done.
I can't see, can I?
It's only nail varnish.
I'll clean it up in the morning.
You're so bleedin' clumsy.
Here, you wanna watch it, you know.
One day, you'll come out from
under there with first-degree burns.
It happened to
a mate of mine's sister.
Oh, piss off.
Why should I care
If I have to cut my hair?
I got to move with the fashion
Or be outcast
I know I should fight
But my old man, he's really all right
Even though it won't last
Zoot suit
White jacket
with side vents five inches long
I'm out on the street again
And I'm leaping along
Dressed right for a beach fight
But I just can't explain
Why that uncertain feeling
Is still here in my brain
Well, be-bop-a-lula
She's my baby
Be-bop-a-lula
I don't mean maybe...
Oi, will you leave that out, please?
Do what?
Don't sing all that old rubbish, eh?
That ain't rubbish, pal.
That's Gene Vincent, all right?
Yeah, that's what I said, old rubbish.
Why don't you just turn over
and do a few underwater farts?
Why don't you just f*** off?
You f*** off.
Well, be-bop-a-lula
She's my baby
I don't mean maybe
You really got me now
You got me so
I don't know what I'm doin'
- Really got me...
- Be-bop-a-lula...
You got me so
I can't sleep at night...
Oh, God! What do you
think you are? A couple of fairies?
Shut up, for God's sake!
All right, cut it out.
What do you think this is?
The Eurovision Song Contest?
Right, I'll sort you out.
I'll see you outside...
- F*** me!
- Kevin Herriot?
- Jimmy?
- Yeah.
- I thought you was in the army.
- I got out. How you going?
I'm all right, yeah. The army
didn't teach you to sing, did it?
- Nah. Gonna give me me brush back?
- Yeah, all right.
Here, pile the licker on, mate.
All right.
Two and eight? Cheers.
Hello, Jim.
- What's the matter with you, then?
- That gear you got, it's leather.
That's it. Goes with the bike, dunnit?
- I never realised.
- Well, you's a rocker.
- What, am I black or something?
You ain't exactly white
in that sort of get-up, are you?
Nah.
- Give us a cup of tea, mate, please.
- All right.
Anyway, how long you been back?
Couple of months ago.
- You couldn't stick it, eh?
- Nah, they messed me about.
They treat you like a lump of sh*t.
Some sergeant-major
wants to order you about.
"Don't do this, don't do that".
Drove me f***in' mad.
- Then they shipped me off to wogland.
- Whereabouts?
Aden. It was all right, as it happens.
Like, shooting matches
with the rebels and all that.
But they put the block on that.
Shipped me back home.
Back home to the same boring routine.
- Drove me f***in' mad...
- I gotta go, Kev.
- Where you going?
- I'll see you later.
- All right?
- Yeah, fine, John.
What's this f***ing rocker doing here?
Jim...
Here's your towel.
See ya later, Kev.
Bollocks.
Yes, hold on a minute, please.
Thank you.
- That's it. How's that feel, then?
- Awful.
- What do you mean?
- You've gotta bring it in here.
- All right, there, Dan?
- All right, Jim.
- Hands out, please.
- Stop f***ing about...
Look here,
don't you use that language in here.
If you're gonna talk like that,
make your own suit.
- There you go.
- Tighter, it'll split.
- 30 shillings, please.
- I can bring it in that much.
- What about this?
- It'll split.
- I want it by Saturday.
- Saturday, yeah.
- What do you think?
- F***ing rent-a-tent, innit?
- How much?
- Two pound, nine pence, please.
- Sorry, I have no smaller change.
- Don't matter.
Thank you.
- All right, darlin'?
- Saturdays, I hate 'em.
Thought I'd drop by and say hello.
Been up to no good
while I been graftin'?
Nah, not really.
I just been down to pay me suit off.
- Yeah? What's it like?
- Handsome.
Three buttons. Side vents.
16-inch bottoms. Dark brown.
Have I got to wait here all day
while you finish your conversation?
I'm wearing it down to Brighton.
Gonna be one of the faces down there?
What do you mean going to be?
I am one of the faces.
I'm the hippiest number in town
And I'll tell you why
Tell you why
I'm the snappiest dresser
Right down to my inch-wide tie
To my inch-wide tie
And to get you wise
I'll explain to you
A few of the things
That a face is supposed to do...
- What's that? Bombers? Gis' a couple.
- Chalky, the ponce. He's about again.
I ain't had a decent blot for days.
What happened, then?
You get banged up in Margate?
In Shepherd's Bush. My old man ain't
let me out the house since Margate.
Put a padlock on me scooter.
I went round last night
and his dad tried to do me over.
I wouldn't stand for it if I were you.
If that was my old man
taking them liberties,
I tell you, I'd f***in' do him.
- Seen his dad?
- He's 6'2".
How come you're so small?
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