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Strange Bedfellows Page #4
[Laughs]
Why not?
Well, he was in the army,
for goodness sake.
Well, if it's hot,
don't touch it!
Out of the way, Fred.
What's up, Ralphie?
My back's still buggered
from your bloody bed.
I don't know what
you're complaining about;
I did all the work.
(Peter Allen)
Whoa, oh, when my baby,
when my baby smiles at me,
I feel like Tarzan...
Now, that's one
I can understand.
And in bungalow
while monkeys play above...
Well, we won't be doing that.
(Delaney)
Hi, Frances.
(Francis)
Oh, hi, Father.
So how are you boys
getting on?
Good afternoon, Father.
[Keys clicking wildly]
Pull the plug, Ralph.
Pull the plug.
Thunk
Oh!
He dropped a dollar.
Oh.
Got it?
Yeah.
Are you guys okay?
Oh, yeah.
It's just
accounting business.
Just finished.
(Eric)
Good, Vince, good.
Yes.
And ready for the pivot?
Pivot and look.
Lovely.
Very good.
And what's wrong
with Ralphie, hmm?
She's tired.
Oh, come on, mate.
You were just starting
to get really good at it.
(Eric)
She's tired, is she?
Well, do you know something?
This is just not working,
is it?
I mean, I know
the inspector isn't here
for a couple more days,
but this is hopeless.
You boys, you need
to immerse yourself
in the culture.
You need to be where gay rules,
were queens abound,
where men are men
and women
are totally superfluous.
You boys need to see
what I've seen.
You need to walk the walk
and dance the dance, hmm?
In short, gentlemen,
you need to follow
Yellow.
Yellow Brick Road.
Where?
(woman)
Can't believe.
Take me.
I have no choice.
Take me.
You will understand.
Take me.
(man)
I'll do what I gotta do.
Suit up.
(woman)
Can't believe.
(man)
I can't believe
what I'm about to do.
Hey, fellows...
[unintelligible].
Yeah, right, mate.
Crikey.
(woman)
I have no choice.
(man)
I can't believe
what I'm about to do,
but I can't get caught.
See, I have no choice.
Gotta pay my dues.
All eyes on me,
but mne's on you.
Who'd have thought
that lies and truth would
team up?
Take me by surprise,
you will not.
I'll do what I gotta do.
Suit up.
Vince.
Huh?
We're supposed to be gay,
remember?
What was that?
I don't know,
but you keep your eye on him,
and I'll go grab a stick.
somewhere.
What about down there?
I don't know.
We'll give it a try.
Okay, this'll be
no big deal.
We'll just go in,
bite the froth
off a couple of beers,
observe a bit
of the culture.
Then we'll be done.
There.
[Engine revving]
Are you sure
this is the place?
Oh, yeah,
this is the place.
Hey, listen up, ladies,
I think your dates
have just arrived.
Hubba hubba.
So what do we think?
Well, I think good luck,
be careful,
and I'll see you
back in Yack.
Nah. Come on, mate.
It's not like
they're going to try
and jump on us or anything.
I mean, look at us.
We're not exactly
supermodels.
T o them, we're just a couple
of old rough scrubbers.
Especially you.
I'll tell you what.
I think we're going
to have to go shopping.
Shopping?
Shopping?
You look gorgeous.
[Laughs nervously]
Yeah.
Are you sure this is what
they're all wearing?
Absolutely.
Move around.
Move around.
A bit snug.
Hey, Ralph.
How do I look?
Like two pound of sausages
in a one-pound bag.
They're supposed
to be tight.
Aren't they?
Oh, yes,
that's right, doll.
You look great.
[Laughs]
Yeah, well,
all right, then.
Now let's have a look
at you,
Mrs. Fancy Pants.
You look divine.
They seem to fit very well.
Yeah, turn around.
No.
Come on, mate.
Turn around.
No.
Ralphie, come on.
Turn around.
No.
Perhaps I could find a pair
with the bum still in them.
That might help.
Yeah, yeah,
that'd be lovely.
Thank you.
[Stayin' Alive]
I'll tell you
when you can get in, okay?
If I'd known
it would come to this...
What, you got yourself
a whole new outfit,
and you're still not happy.
Imagine what the mob
back in Yackandandah would say.
Mate, don't even joke
about that.
You standing there
like fourpence worth
of God-help-us.
It's a pity that fellow
couldn't find you
the other pair of pants.
What's wrong
with these, mate?
Ralphie.
I'm all for looking up
old friends,
but that's ridiculous.
[Laughter]
Boys.
Hi.
In you go.
Nice hair, doll.
Thanks, mate.
(Blondie)
Here comes the 21st century.
Here comes the 21 st century.
It's gonna be much better
for a girl like me.
[Echoing]
For a girl like me,
for a girl like me.
It's gonna be much better
for a girl like me,
for a girl like me.
I want that man.
I want that man.
I want that man.
Yeah, I need a drink.
...21 st century.
It's gonna be much better
for a girl like me.
Oh, don't worry
about it, darlin'.
Little Timmy's going
to look after you.
I want that man.
I want that man.
Hey!
I wanna dance
with Harry Dean,
drive through Texas
in a black limousine.
I want a piece of heaven
'fore I die.
I want a pair
of pink high heels
that catch the lights
up on the Ferris wheel.
But what I really want,
I just can't buy.
Here comes the 21st century.
It's gonna be much better
for a girl like me.
'Cause I want everything
I can.
Most of all,
I want that man.
I want that man.
I wanna move
like what's-his-name.
I'll keep the money.
You can have the fame.
Everything that's yours
will soon be mne.
Yeah, I wanna be
the queen...
She's good.
Oh, yeah, right.
Spice of
somethin' else, huh?
Got that right.
First time here?
Yeah, I'm just up
from the country.
Um... certainly takes
all types, doesn't it?
You've got that right.
Hi, I'm Justin.
Oh, Vince.
Nice to meet ya.
You too.
Hey.
Could I have a couple
of cold ones, mate... love?
Nice to meet you, Vince.
Yeah, you too, Justin.
Have a good night.
Same to you.
Ralph.
This here is Laurie,
Neil, and Anthony.
G'day.
Everybody, Ralph.
Go on.
Sit, sit, sit.
Just trying to work out
where I know you from.
Did we meet
at the Old Glory Hole?
No, I'm pretty sure we didn't.
'99 Mardi Gras.
You were the one
in the fig leaf.
(Timmy)
No, no, I doubt it.
Ralph is just up
from the country.
Yeah? You ride?
Huh?
(Neil)
Do you have a bike?
Oh, yeah, yeah,
a Malvern Star, you know?
With the old Sturmey-Archer
three speeds?
Ooh-hoo,
how cute.
You blokes ride?
Yeah, I got
a '64 Panther.
Mine's a Ducati.
But I do like
Malvern Stars.
I've got an old Indian
in the garage at home
I've been meaning to fix
for years.
Anyone we know?
I'm a mechanic
by trade.
Really?
Well, I have
a sick Ducati.
a look at it for me.
Oh, yeah, sure.
No worries.
You look like a man
who can dance.
Well, actually,
I had samba lessons
when I was 15.
It was a great way
to rub up
against strange women
without getting arrested.
Or strange men,
rub up against men.
So you swing both ways.
No, to the left, mostly.
Come with me.
Well, I was...
Come with me.
Ralph?
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