The Ladykillers Page #2
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WE'LL TAKE IT BACK INTO THE STATION
WHAT ANY INTELLIGENT POLICEMAN
WOULD EXPECT US TO DO.
YOU'VE QUITE A FLAIR,
LOUIS, FOR THE OBVIOUS.
CAN'T YOU APPRECIATE THAT MRS. WILBERFORCE
IS NOT A MERE APPENDAGE TO MY PLAN,
SHE'S THE VERY CORE OF IT.
A LOPSIDED OLD GRANDMA.
YEAH.
HOW DO WE KNOW WE CAN TRUST HER TO DO I RIGHT IF SHE DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT SHE'S DOING?
ONE ROUND?
SWEET LITTLE OLD LADY LIKE HER,
FOR HER TO BE WORKING WITH US
ON A STICKUP CAPER.
I TELL YOU, I DON'T LIKE OLD LADIES.
I DON'T LIKE HAVING THEM AROUND.
I CAN'T STAND THEM.
I THOUGHT PERHAPS BEFORE
YOU'VE ALL BECOME TOO ABSORBED,
YOU AND YOUR GUESTS
OH, YOU SHOULDN'T.
YOU KNOW, PROFESSOR,
YOU DIDN'T TELL ME
YOU'RE NOT THE LEAST BI LIKE AMATEURS.
YOU REALLY MUST BE PROFESSIONALS.
RATHER PROUD...
OF MR. HARVEY'S TIMBRE.
AND THAT PIZZICATO PASSAGE,
MR. LAWSON- QUITE DELIGHTFUL.
MAY I ASK YOU WHERE YOU STUDIED?
WELL, I DIDN'T REALLY STUDY
ANYPLACE, LADY. I JUST PICKED IT UP.
YOU KNOW, I WAS SO SURPRISED WHEN
I HEARD WHAT YOU WERE PLAYING.
IT BROUGHT BACK SOMETHING THAT REALLY
I'D COMPLETELY FORGOTTEN ALL ABOUT.
MY 21st BIRTHDAY PARTY.
YOU SEE, MY FATHER
HAD ENGAGED A STRING QUINTET...
TO COME IN AND PLAY
IN THE EVENING.
AND WHILE THEY WERE
PLAYING BOCCHERINI,
SOMEONE CAME IN AND SAID
THE OLD QUEEN HAD PASSED AWAY.
AND THAT WAS:
ALL THAT TIME AGO
IN PANGBOURNE.
WELL, IF YOU'LL EXCUSE ME,
I'LL RUN AND MAKE THE TEA.
NEARLY ON THE BOIL.
WHO'S SHE TALKING ABOUT?
OLD QUEEN WHO?
LOOK, I DON'T CARE HOW WE DO THIS
JOB, BUT LET'S LEAVE HER OUT OF IT.
I SAY, HADN'T WE BETTER
DISCUSS IT LATER?
I DON'T WANT TO DISCUSS IT.
I WANT IT SETTLED HERE AND NOW.
ALL RIGHT, LOUIS.
I'LL PUT IT TO THE VOTE.
NO ONE IS INDISPENSABLE,
AND CERTAINLY NOT YOU, LOUIS.
ONLY THE PLAN IS ESSENTIAL,
THE PLAN, MY PLAN.
MAJOR, IF WE DON'T USE MRS. "W,"
IF WE CALL IN SOMEONE ELSE, WE'LL
EACH HAVE TO TAKE A SMALLER CUT.
YES.
GOOD, WE SEE EYE-TO-EYE.
I DON'T CARE WHAT IT MEANS, I WANT HER
OUT OF IT. TWO FOR HER, ONE AGAINST.
HARRY? I JUST DON'T THINK WE CAN
DEPEND ON A SCREWY OLD DAME LIKE THAT.
UH.
YOU GOING TO LEAVE A DECISION LIKE THIS
TO A THICK-EARED MUSCLE MAN LIKE HIM?
HOW WOULD HE KNOW? WHAT DO YOU
MEAN? I GOT A VOTE TOO, AIN'T I?
IT'S A DEMOCRACY, AIN'T IT? AND
WHAT'S THE MATTER WITH MUSCLE ANYWAY?
OKAY, I'M WITH YOU AND THE MAJOR.
MRS. LOPSIDED JUST GOT ELECTED.
OF ALL THE STUPID WAYS TO DECIDE. BRAVO.
A MAJORITY DECISION
TO DO THE INTELLIGENT THING.
LOUIS, YOU ACCEPT THAT DECISION, OR YOU
PACK UP YOUR FIDDLE AND PLAY ELSEWHERE.
ALL RIGHT.
BUT THERE'S JUST ONE THING.
I'VE NEVER WORKED WITH YOU BEFORE,
AND I DON'T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT YOU.
BUT MAJOR HAS, AND HE SAYS YOU'VE GO QUITE A REPUTATION AS A MASTER BRAIN.
HE'D BETTER BE RIGHT. IF YOU DO YOUR
JOB AS WELL AS MRS. "W" WILL DO HERS,
I SHALL BE WELL SATISFIED.
YOU JUST WORRY ABOUT YOUR PLAN.
'CAUSE HER PART SOUNDS LIKE SOMETHING SOMEBODY
DREAMT UP IN THE BOOBY HATCH TO WHILE AWAY-
WELL, NOW.
SHALL I BE MOTHER?
TRAIN NOW ARRIVING
AT PLATFORM ONE...
IS THE ONE-FIVE FROM CAMBRIDGE.
EXCUSE ME, MAJOR COURTNEY,
I WONDER IF PERHAPS
YOU'D LIKE SOME TEA?
LIKE SOME TEA, MAJOR COURTNEY?
NO, THANK YOU, MRS. WILBERFORCE.
PLEASE DON'T BOTHER.
IF YOU'D PREFER.
NO, THANK YOU.
YOU'RE VERY KIND. THANK YOU.
- YES, MRS. WILBERFORCE?
- SO SORRY TO BOTHER YOU, MAJOR.
BUT BEFORE YOU START AGAIN, WOULD
ONE OF YOU HOLD GENERAL GORDON FOR ME?
I HAVE TO GIVE HIM HIS MEDICINE, YOU
SEE. I CAN'T QUITE MANAGE BY MYSELF.
MR. ROBINSON, WOULD YOU MIND
GIVING MRS. WILBERFORCE A HAND?
IT'S A PLEASURE,
MRS. WILBERFORCE, I ASSURE YOU.
I HOPE THAT ALL YOU GENTLEMEN WILL
EXCUSE ME. EXTREMELY KIND, MR. ROBINSON.
HE DOES DISLIKE TAKING HIS MEDICINE, BUT IF SOMEBODY
- I'LL DO IT RIGHT AWAY FOR YOU.
I'M AFRAID IT'S RATHER NASTY.
I'D BETTER ASK THE VET TO MAKE
YOU LEAVE IT TO ME, MA'AM. I'M
VERY GOOD WITH BIRDS. OH, REALLY?
TEA, COFFEE, MEND THE PLUMBING,
GIVE THE PARROT HIS MEDICINE.
- OW!
- OH, I'M SO SORRY. I DO APOLOGIZE.
NO, NO, NO. I ASSURE YOU, HE'S
NEVER BITTEN ANYONE BEFORE.
HASN'T HE?
I WONDER HOW WE'RE
TO GET HIM DOWN.
I AM SO SORRY, MR. ROBINSON.
I'LL GET A BANDAGE.
NO, DON'T BOTHER, MRS.
WILBERFORCE. IT'S ALL RIGHT.
DECKS YOURSELF, YOU FILTHY-LOOKING-
OH, DEAR. OH, DEAR.
POOR MR. ROBINSON.
I'M SO SORRY,
MAJOR COURTNEY,
BUT I'M AFRAID GENERAL GORDON
HAS BITTEN MR. ROBINSON'S FINGER.
NOW HE'S ON TOP OF THE CABINE AND REFUSES TO COME DOWN.
MR. ROBINSON IS ON TOP OF THE CABINET?
NO, MR. HARVEY. GENERAL GORDON.
MR. LAWSON,
YOU'RE THE TALLEST.
SURE, I'LL GET HIM, MA'AM.
I FEEL I'M BEING SUCH A BOTHER. HOW COULD
YOU POSSIBLY THINK A THING LIKE THAT?
OH, YOU ARE KIND.
...VERY FOND OF PARROTS, AND THEY WERE
AT SEA FOR MANY YEARS WITH MY HUSBAND.
HERE, I'LL DO IT.
- ALL RIGHT, PAVLOVA.
- CAPTAIN WILBERFORCE WAS IN THE MERCANTILE MARINES.
- OH,
BE QUIET, YOU NAUGHTY BIRD.
HELLO.
COME HERE, BIRDIE.
DO BE CAREFUL, MR. LAWSON.
GENERAL GORDON, GENERAL GORDON.
MR. ROBINSON,
DO CATCH HIM.
DO CATCH HIM. MR. LAWSON, IT'S ALL
RIGHT. HE'LL HELP YOU IN A MINUTE.
GENERAL GORDON. DON'T OPEN THE
DOOR, MAJOR. HE MUSTN'T GET OUT.
MR. LAWSON-
NO, YOU'RE IN THE CHAIR.
MR. ROBINSON. GIVE US A HAND, WILL YOU?
...IN THE CONSERVATORY.
OH!
I'LL GET HIM FOR YOU.
YES, HE'LL GET HIM. HERE,
GENERAL. NICE BIRDIE.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
HIM.
STEADY, STEADY. NO
- SURELY THE THREE OF YOU CAN CATCH A PARROT.
BUT THERE'S NO LADDER. SOMEBODY
GO ON, THEN.
LEND HIM A HAND. GET HIM. I'M
WOUNDED IN THE HAND. GET HIM YOURSELF.
OH, I DO APOLOGIZE
FOR THE DISTURBANCE.
NOW, YOU REALLY
MUSTN'T TROUBLE ANYMORE.
YOU KNOW, THE LAST TIME
FIRE BRIGADE AND LONG LADDERS.
OH, THE WICKED,
WICKED BIRD.
IT'S ALWAYS GENERAL GORDON TOO.
HE'S THE NAUGHTY ONE. THAT'S RIGHT.
OR THE FIRE BRIGADE.
I'M NOT CHASING ANY PARROT. I
DON'T CARE IF HE'S A FIELD MARSHAL.
LAND AHOY!
OH, DEAR.
GENERAL GORDON.
I'M NOT TOO KEEN
ON HEIGHTS, YOU KNOW.
NEVER MIND.
YOU STAY WHERE YOU ARE.
I'LL GET HIM.
ALL ABOARD.
- SORRY, MA'AM- - IT'S ALL
OH, MR. LAWSON. THAT'S GREAT.
MAJOR, WAS THAT YOUR NOSE?
ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?
PRETTY POLLY.
GOOD MORNING, LOUIS.
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