Repulsion

- Have you fallen asleep?

- Oh, I'm sorry!

I think you must be

in love or something.

Why does the old b*tch pick on me?

That's the second time this week.

I nearly told her what she

could do with the job.

- Hey, are you asleep?

- That's what I asked her.

She wants me to stay

until seven again.

What polish are you putting on?

- The usual one Madam.

- Oh, I'm fed up with it.

I feel like a change.

Give me Revlon's Fire & Ice.

I'll go and get it.

Madame Denise?

Madame Denise,

Mrs. Randlesham wants

Revlon's Fire & Ice.

I don't think there's any left.

Put this on. She'll never

know the difference.

Hello, darlin'. How

about the other then?

You can't eat stuff like this!

Come on, I'll take

you to Wheelers. OK?

I have to get back.

Oh, we can have a, we

can have a quick meal.

Come on.

I can't.

- I'll be late.

- Well, just...one thing then?

No?

I can't.

- Well, goodbye.

- But, just a, just a minute!

What about tonight?

I'm sorry, but I'm busy tonight.

You really make me feel wanted.

Who's the lucky boy?

I'm having dinner with my sister.

She a cook good?

I don't know...I haven't

even thought about it.

Well, at least it can't be

any worse than Fish and chips.

I think we're having rabbit.

Rabbit? Oh!

I thought they'd all been killed off.

- No. She has a friend...

- A rabbit?

No, I think the friend has rabbits.

Poor bunny.

Well, what about tomorrow?

- Tomorrow?

- Yeah.

What's doing tomorrow?

I'll meet you at the Hoop

and Toy, you know, the pub

along there. But ah, seven?

- Hello!

- Hello!

Come along, boy.

Walkies! Walkies!

Have a good day?

- Darling?

- Yes.

How's work?

All right.

It's close today.

Are you still going away?

Oh Darling, please don't start that again.

- How long are you going for?

- I've told you.

- Fortnight?

- Mind.

How long?

Ten or twelve days.

No more than that?

I heard such a funny story

on the news this evening.

Does he have to leave his

things in the bathroom?

The Minister of Health,

what's his name?

He found eels coming out of his sink.

It was on the television.

Even the announcer was laughing.

Why does he put his

toothbrush in my glass?

Carol. Please!

We must get this crack mended.

What?

- Hello!

- Hello!

You're early.

I didn't expect you for hours!

I couldn't live without

you for another minute.

Idiot!

Anyway, you said eight-thirty.

I haven't even started yet.

There's a marvelous story

in this evening's paper.

Increase at least one hour.

- Huh?

- Your rabbit. I'm cooking it.

Look:
bring to the boil, skim and

allow to simmer slowly for 1-1/2 hours.

Yes, well, we'll go out

tonight, I'll take you out.

Here, read that.

Oh, I know that.

I saw it on television.

That bloody bell!

Eels...ha!

Pity it wasn't lobster though.

You never give me a chance to

show you what a good cook I am.

You can tell me over dinner.

You think they'd have something

better to do than clang away

like that all the time.

It's worse when they start

ringing it at midnight.

I wonder what they

ring it for, anyway?

Perhaps they have wild parties.

Maybe they'll invite me sometime.

Go put your best bib and

tuck on, I feel like a spree.

Ah, the beautiful younger sister.

Comment a va?

I thought you were eating in?

Aren't you going to have dinner?

Yes.

I'm going to have dinner.

But not here.

No, not here.

Pass me that brush will

you, there's a love.

Just because I go out once,

there's no need to start sulking!

I'm not sulking.

Hmm! Well, you're not exactly smiling.

Come on, you're not going into

the Miss World competition.

- Will we go and see the Leaning Tower of Pisa?

- I don't think Cinderella likes me.

- Cinderella?

- The little sister.

Ugh, don't be silly.

- Well, are we going to see the Leaning Tower of Pisa?

- She's a bit strung-up, isn't she?

- She's just sensitive, that's all.

- Huh, you can say that again.

She should see a doctor.

- What do you mean?

- Nothing, nothing, nothing.

- No, you just tell me what you meant by that!

- Nothing. Let's forget it.

You want to see the tower of

Pisa? We'll see the bloody thing!

Now let's relax,

we're going to dinner!

You always change the

subject when you start talking

like that. Do you hear?

Come along boy, din-dins.

You like your din-dins.

Come along, boy.

Hu! I'm sorry.

Oh, look, I've got to run.

I've left something at the flat.

- What? Aren't you going to drop me off?

- I've got no time.

Mmm, that's bloody hot.

You'll have to take a cab.

Ah, here.

- Um, are you...am I going to see you tonight?

- Um...

I-I'll ring you.

I-I'll ring you.

Hello darling.

- How did you sleep?

- All right.

Is he going to stay here every night?

I really don't think that

it's any concern of yours!

He's married, though.

Darling! It's my affair!

We all have to lead our own

lives in the end, you know.

Well just don't stand around like

that, go and answer the phone!

Can't you see I'm busy?

Hello?

- Miss Ledoux?

- Yes.

How longer are you going to

keep me waiting for the rent?

Oh, you want my sister!

- Ahh...I suppose she's out!

- No, no. She's here.

Just a moment.

- Who is it?

- The landlord.

Oh, damn it! He would ring up today.

- Hello, yes?

- Miss Ledoux?

- Look, I'm terribly sorry.

- I bet you are!

Look, how longer much longer are

you going to keep me waiting?

- I Promise You...

- I've had your promises before.

I-I promise you that you'll

have the money tomorrow.

That's what you said a fortnight ago.

You'll have the money

tomorrow without fail.

- Look, if you're not

going to play fair by me...

- My sister will bring it round to you.

- Won't you?

- N-no,

I'm going away on holiday.

Now look, Miss Ledoux, this time

I've had just about enough...

She'll bring it around to

you tomorrow, I promise!

She'd better Miss Ledoux.

That's all I can say!

Just the sound of his

voice makes my flesh creep.

Money, money, money, that's

all he every things about!

Good heavens, I

shall be late again.

Is Bridget about?

She's downstairs.

Bridget!

What's the matter?

Nothing.

Tell me.

Nothing.

Just bloody men! They promise

you the Earth and then...

- Oh, I could cut my throat!

- Don't say that!

I thought this one was different.

- Was he...?

- Oh, he was a pig. Forget it.

Oh, look at my eyes!

Will Miss Bridget please come to the

salon. Mrs. Prendergast has arrived.

I'll tell you the sordid details later.

Oh, why are they so filthy?

Don't be upset.

Will Miss Bridget please come

to the salon right away.

Are you joking?

No, you should have seen them.

They went for each other like those

women that addressed us in Hamburg.

One a big leg with bloody big charlies

tried to claw the other girl's face.

Got her fist right down her throat.

Two pints of bitter, please.

- Two pints, sir?

- Lesbians?

No, no. They both fancied the same

bloke. I should have his luck!

And then they started in with their

teeth, rolling about on the floor,

it was like a madhouse.

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