The Go-Between Page #4

Nanny Robinson isn't well.

She lives in the village.

Marian says I have to spend

the afternoon with her.

Isn't it boring ?

Marian said she was going

herself after tea.

What will you do ?

Where will you drag your

evil-smelling carcass ?

Oh, I might hang around

the rubbish heap for a bit.

Well don't get carted away

by mistake.

Hello, Leo. Just the man

I was looking for.

Will you do something for me ?

Yes, what ?

Take this letter.

- But who to ?

- Who to ?

Away to the farm, you silly.

What's the matter ?

But I can't.

Can't ? Why not ?

- Because of Hugh.

- Hugh ?

What has Hugh to do with it ?

He might be upset.

What has Hugh got to do with it ?

I told you this is a business matter

between Mr. Burgess and myself.

It has nothing to do with anybody

else. No one else in the world.

Do you understand, or

are you too stupid ?

You and Hugh...

- You and Trimingham...

- What are you talking about ?

You come into this house. Our guest.

A poor little thing out of nowhere.

We take you in. We know

nothing about you.

We feed you. We clothe you.

We make a great fuss of you.

Then you have the damned cheek to say

you won't do a simple thing that any...

some roughneck lad out in the street

would do for nothing.

Nothing !

You want paying, I suppose.

I see. How much do you want ?

Hello.

Mr. Postman.

How are you ?

You've been crying.

What's the matter ?

Here.

Do you want to have a shot

with my gun ?

I was just going to clean it but

I can do that afterwards.

Come and watch me then.

There are some rooks around here

that could do with a peppering.

You got a letter for me ?

Looks as though you've

been sleeping on it.

You'd like some tea, wouldn't you ?

I'm on me own today.

My daily woman doesn't

come on Sundays.

Oh, you do have a woman

every day ?

No.

I told you. She doesn't

come on Sundays.

Have you any message for her ?

Who ?

Marian.

I might have.

You want to take it ?

Not very much.

But she'll be angry if I don't.

So it was her.

It's not fair to ask you

to do it for nothing.

What can I do to make

it worth your while.

Last time I was here...

...you said you'd tell me something.

I did that ?

Yes.

You said you'd tell me about...

spooning.

I don't know any other word.

Is there another word ?

You said you'd tell me.

Yes.

- But now I'm not sure that I shall.

- Why not ?

It's a job for your dad, really.

My father's dead.

And I'm quite sure he never did it.

Oh, yeah.

You can't break your promise.

Well, it means puttin' your arm

around a girl and

kissin' her, that's what it means.

Oh, I know that. But it's

something else.

It makes you feel something.

What do you like doing best ?

The kettle's boiling.

It's like whatever you

like doing best.

- And then some more.

- Yes, but what more ?

What's a lover like ?

What does it mean ?

What is a lover ? What

does a lover do ?

Are you a lover ?

What do you do ?

You know. I know you know.

And I won't take any more messages

for you unless you tell me.

You get out of here, quick !

Wait !

Dear mother,

I am sorry to tell you

I am not enjoying myself here.

I would like to come home.

Hello.

Come in.

- Never been in here before ?

- No.

Sit down.

Cigar ?

No, thank you.

Can I ask you something ?

You can.

I've been reading a book.

And in this book, two men

fought a duel.

Over a quarrel about one

of the men's wife.

And then, in this duel...

the wife's husband...

the husband...

was shot.

What's your question ?

Well, I thought, when I read it,

that it was probably

the lady's fault.

But she didn't have

to fight the duel.

And I just thought that

it was a little unfair.

Nothing is ever a lady's fault.

Does that answer your question ?

Yes.

Any other questions ?

No.

What do you think of Ted Burgess ?

What do I think of Ted Burgess ?

He's a powerful hitter.

But you had the measure of him.

You defeated him, didn't you ?

Ted Burgess is quite

a decent fellow.

- But wild.

- Wild ?

Do you mean he's dangerous ?

Well, he's not dangerous

to you or to me.

He's a bit of a lady killer, that's all.

A lady killer ?

Sit down, please sit down.

A new recruit to the smoking room.

Have you been telling him some

smoking-room stories ?

Or showing him the pictures ?

Have you looked at the pictures ?

He doesn't like them.

We were talking about Ted Burgess

when you came in.

I told Leo...

that he was a lady killer.

He has that reputation,

I believe.

I've been talking to him

about joining the army.

A likely man, single, no ties.

And a pretty good shot too

with a rifle by all accounts.

He has that reputation, I believe.

Do you think he'll go ?

I think he may. Seems

quite interested.

He won't altogether be

a loss to the district.

Why ?

For what you were saying just now.

They say he's got a woman

up this way.

I know.

But she doesn't come on Sundays.

Cigar ?

Hello.

I didn't think you'd come again.

I'm sorry I shouted at you.

I didn't mean to.

I just didn't feel like telling you

what you wanted to know,

that's all.

But I'll tell you now, if you like.

Do you want me to tell you ?

Because I'll tell you now

if you want me to.

No, no. I wouldn't dream

of troubling you.

I know someone who'll tell me.

As a matter of fact, I know

several people who will tell me.

As long as they don't

tell you wrong.

How could they ? It's a common

knowledge, isn't it ?

What are you doing with

your bathing suit ?

I told Marcus you were going to

give me a swimming lesson.

I've come to say goodbye, you see.

Oh, you're off, are you ?

I'm expecting to hear from my

mother by Friday at the latest.

I think I really should go.

She does miss me, you know.

I'm sure she does.

Is it true you're going

to the war ?

Who told you that ?

Lord Trimingham.

Did you know that Marian

was engaged to him ?

Yes, I did.

Is that why you're going ?

I don't know that I am going.

That's for her to say.

It's not what I want.

That's what she wants.

Well, goodbye.

So long, postman.

Goodbye, Ted.

Shall I take one more

message for you ?

Yes.

Tell her tomorrow's no good.

That Friday, after 5,

same as usual.

So you met my grandson.

Yes, I did.

Does he remind you of anyone ?

Of course.

Ted Burgess.

That's it. That's it.

He does.

Why don't you marry Ted ?

I can't.

I can't. Can't you see why ?

Why are you marrying Hugh ?

Because I must. I must.

I've got to.

What about this mysterious

outpost ?

Good idea.

Not that there's anything

worth seeing.

Apart from a lot of dreary

old outhouses.

- There's the deadly nightshade.

- Oui, la belladonna.

You mean... Atropa belladonna.

I don't mean that at all.

I mean deadly nightshade.

Mama's ill in bed.

Why ?

I don't know.

What do you think

of my mother ?

I think...

she has a lot to look after.

with the house and everything, and

organizing the ball and everything.

She has, yes.

She undoubtedly has.

My sister is very beautiful,

isn't she ?

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