The Cook, the Thief, His Wife & Her Lover Page #6

He sweats and stinks and he can't make it.

- Shut your whore up, Cory.

- Like Georgie?

Shut up!

She's a fine woman.

She's never let me down.

- You must be joking.

- Shut up, Pat!

- She's upset.

- What do you mean, I must be joking?

- Here. Get rid of her.

- Don't do that to a woman.

- I do what I like to a woman.

- That's your trouble.

No wonder Georgie looks like she does

and hates your guts.

- What are you talking about?

- No wonder she screws around.

You what?

You're so bloody blind,

you'd never notice.

- Shut up! She's raving.

- I'm not. I saw them.

- Who?

- Georgie and that Jew.

- What Jew?

- That bloke who sits over there, reading.

Haven't you noticed?

They always go off to the John together.

You what?

Why do you think Georgie's

always in the john?

You blind bat.

She doesn't have the shits

every five minutes.

Sh*t!

Shh. It's all right.

It's all right. Shh. Quiet.

Shh. Shh.

Shh.

I'm going to the loo.

Georgina!

Georgina!

Georgina, where are you,

you b*tch? Georgina!

- What are you doing? Get out!

- Get out, you b*tch. Georgina!

Where are you? Get out!

Go on, get out!

Where are you?

- No, please!

- Get out of here! Get out, you...

Please, no! Please, no!

- Go on! Georgie!

- Please, no.

Where are you, Georgie?

It's over. He has found out.

Georgina? Georgina!

Georgina!

Georgie! You get out.

I'll get him to leave.

- Richard, don't get into trouble over me.

- Georgie!

- Let's go and face him.

- Don't be mad. He'll kill you!

Come quickly. Come with me.

- Wait here five minutes.

- We'll freeze to death.

He will never look in here.

Only five minutes. I will get your clothes.

Georgie, where are you?

Georgina! Georgie, where are you?

Georgie. Georgie.

You! Where is she? Where's my wife?

- What's the matter?

- You know. Fetching her cigarettes.

- Where's my wife?

- Your wife is your affair.

This is not a lost property office.

I want my wife! Where is she?

You! You stupid little rat.

Where's my wife? Where is she?

If you have finished,

I'll ask you to leave the kitchen.

- I have other diners to consider.

- Oh! Uh!

I'm the only diner who matters here.

I own this restaurant.

I want my wife. You've hidden her.

Where is she?

God keep me calm! Where are they?

Georgina! Georgina!

Georgina! Georgina!

Georgina! Where is she, Boarst?

Boarst, where is she? Georgie! Georgie!

Georgie, you b*tch!

Hard around.

Georgie! I want my wife!

Georgie!

I'll bloody find her.

I'll bloody find her.

I'll find them. I'll bloody find them.

I knew it. Scheming tart!

I'll bloody find them

and I'll bloody kill him!

And I'll bloody eat him!

I'll kill him and I'll eat him!

- I'll kill him and then I'll eat him.

- Oh, sh*t!

I'll eat him!

I'll eat him!

We can get you out.

Eden can drive you.

Where do you want to go?

I know a place.

- What about our clothes?

- I'll get them to you. Quickly.

Quickly. Quick.

No. No. No, no.

No, please. Aah! No.

What is this place?

It's a book depository.

When my bookshop is quiet,

I do a stocktaking job.

I'm cataloguing French history.

There's a kitchen and a bathroom.

It's a bit primitive but there's

an extraordinary view.

Have you read all these books?

No.

It's not necessary

for the book-keeper to read all the stock.

With a job like this,

you could be very boring.

Are we safe here?

Does Albert read?

No.

If you don't read, does that make you safe?

Only from bad books.

You could spend a lifetime in here reading.

You could. Two lifetimes - yours and mine.

- Is that what I'm in for?

- No.

What good are all these books to you?

You can't eat them.

How can they make you happy?

I've always found them very reasonable.

They don't change their minds

when you're not looking.

That sounds like a disadvantage to me.

Kiss me.

Wash me thoroughly

From my iniquity

And blot out...

- I...

- Blot out...

- I think perhaps...

- My...?

I think perhaps we'll leave the singing.

Do you agree, until later, maybe?

How is the restaurant?

- It's all right.

- And Richard? Mr Boarst?

He's fine.

Is there any more trouble,

er, like last night?

- No, sir.

- Would you like to join us?

No, thank you.

I'll eat later with Mr Boarst.

Enjoy your meal.

Thank you.

Erm, have you any other news to tell us?

Mr Boarst says...

He told me to tell you to stay put

and he wishes you bon apptit.

Thank you.

When you're finished,

I'm to take the dishes back.

Oh, if you find any of those books

interesting, you can borrow them.

Wa-woo! Di-Di-Di-Di-dah-da!

All right, where are they? Where are they?

- I don't know.

- You don't know?

I don't suppose you ate all this yourself.

What have we got in here? Let's see.

Fish sauce with mayonnaise

and a touch of basil. I like basil.

What else we got in here? Aha.

It's sticky. Don't tell me.

Chocolate sauce - profiteroles.

Georgina liked profiteroles.

Oh, and serviettes

with Georgina's lipstick on them.

And a nice bottle of wine. Very nice.

He's for the chop, Richard.

I'll get my hands on him.

Leave that bread roll alone. I need to know

where they are. Where are they? Eh?

That's good.

Open your mouth. Come on, open it.

- Take an interest in your food.

- We don't need to do this.

- Getting squeamish?

- He's just a kid.

- Stand him up and get his trousers down.

- Leave him alone.

Get out. Who needs fairies like you?

And take your four-eyed cousin with you.

See how you get on in the streets without

me to wipe your noses. Get lost! Righto.

OK, button eater, tell me where they are.

OK, button eater, where are they?

We've run out of buttons.

But there is one more button.

It's your belly button.

How'd you like to swallow that?

- Albert!

- You still here?

Well, then, watch this.

Wake him up! Wake him up, wake him up.

I must find out where she is!

Wake him up!

Wake him up!

Where are they?

If he comes to, he better start to talk.

I got 'em!

I have brought your dinner.

Where's the kitchen lad?

- He is in hospital.

- What?

He said he told them nothing

and I believe him.

- I must see him.

- I don't think that's wise.

I'm coming.

You must take me to him.

- Start packing.

- What have we got to pack?

Richard. Richard, bring that for Pup.

What can you do? You only endanger yourself.

I'll only be gone an hour.

Richard, you can bring me back, can't you?

Oh, poor Pup. Oh, poor Pup.

Leave me something to eat.

Of course.

Please be very careful.

Have mercy upon me

Have mercy upon me

Blot out my transgressions

Blot out my transgressions

Purge me with hyssop...

Thank you.

Wash me, wash me

And I shall be whiter than snow...

Hold him by his hair.

He hasn't got much hair to hold.

It's disgusting to be that old

and to be her lover.

He's the same age as you.

I'm her husband, not her lover.

You can only be one

and not the other?

If only he'd been a younger guy,

I could've understood.

He'd just be a passing fancy.

You bastard!

Right, Mitchel, now's your chance.

You are gonna chew bollocks.

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