The Loneliness of the Long Distance Runner Page #6

Synopsis: A rebellious youth, sentenced to a boy's reformatory for robbing a bakery, rises through the ranks of the institution through his prowess as a long distance runner. During his solitary runs, reveries of his life and times before his incarceration lead him to re-evaluate his privileged status as the Governor's prize runner.
Genre: Drama, Sport
Director(s): Tony Richardson
Production: Continental
  Won 1 BAFTA Film Award. Another 4 wins & 2 nominations.
 
IMDB:
7.7
Rotten Tomatoes:
70%
NOT RATED
Year:
1962
104 min
894 Views


I'm after you.

- Col.

- Boo.

Oh, I've got sand in me eye.

You all right?

It's nice up here.

Smashing.

What are we gonna do

when we get back to Nottingham?

Live, I expect, enjoy ourselves.

Work.

I used to think

it would be marvelous being grown up.

I reckon it is.

Oh, it is,

but not in the way I thought, though.

Why, what did you think?

Oh, I don't know.

Maybe, we don't know much yet, anyway.

I know enough, you know,

to want to know more.

I've been learning a lot lately.

Trouble is, I'm not quite sure

what I've been learning.

I'll tell you one thing I do know,

I like you a lot, Audrey.

- I wish we could stay here forever.

- It's nice, isn't it?

You ever been out with anyone before?

Aye, yeah.

I mean,

not like last night.

How about another cup of coffee?

- I've only got enough for our fare back.

- Third class.

- Yeah.

- Oh, shut up, crumb.

Oh, don't be like that, duck.

Look, knock it off, guy, yeah.

I can't help it if we've got to go back.

Back, back, back.

I wish we never had to go back, don't you?

Oh, come on, let's go.

I want to talk to you tonight

about the challenge of prosperity.

Patriotism is out of favor

with the intellectuals now,

but I believe

that Britain is emerging into an age

when she will be greater than ever...

Hear, hear.

...and I ask you to hold fast to this faith,

because this is our strength.

What I am looking for...

I know what I'm looking for.

...is a spirit of rededication,

such as we feel at a coronation,

or at a royal birth.

- Oh, dear, look at him.

- Have a crown.

These days, when we are all enjoying

greater luxury than ever before,

with our unemployment benefits,

and our family allowances,

and our old-age pensions...

I wouldn't mind drawing mine.

...I believe

that a new mood of self-discipline

is abroad in the land.

Take a hold of yourself, lad.

Our young people

have never been infected

by the disease of continental

existentialism.

Unlike the Americans,

our cousins in affluence,

we have shown ourselves strong

in the face of the virus of the state...

Hey, look, the tellyboys.

...entirely to the general release

ofLady Chatterley's Lover.

- What's going on then?

- We don't want the sound on.

Well, I do. Do you mind?

- Yes.

...or the coast...

I told you, this is our house.

You're a real mixer, aren't you?

- Always stirring it up.

- And I give the orders here.

Not to me, you don't.

Don't know

what you're getting so narked about,

you nicked the bloody thing, didn't you?

- I did not.

- You got a fag?

No, don't make a monkey

out of me, chum.

And as for you,

I've just about had bloody enough.

You cheeky young bastard!

Get back. I'll kill you.

Colin! What the hell are you playing at?

Well, he's trying to tell me what to do

in me own house.

- I'll knock your block off.

- Now, look here... Shut up, you!

Everything in this house belongs to me,

so get that straight.

Nothing belongs to you.

- Now, turn it up.

- Do it yourself.

Don't you talk to me like that. Turn it up.

I'm not having

anybody ordering me about.

That's what you think.

I slave from morning till night,

and all you can do is sit around with

that gormless good-for-nothing there.

You brought your fancy man in here

before me father was cold.

Get out.

And don't come back

till you got some money!

...of the great Elizabethan age.

Bloody idiot!

I'm cold.

I could do with a new coat.

Should have thought of that

when your old lady was in the money.

We had a good time at Skeggy though,

didn't we?

We did and all.

Hey, Col, what's the first thing you'd do

if you won 75,000 quid?

Count it.

How do we get over?

Cup your hands. Come on.

Hey, we shouldn't have come in here,

we won't find owt.

Oh, don't talk so soft.

Hey, do you know anybody

who wants to buy some flour?

Put it out, you daft loon.

This is more like it.

- Have you found owt?

- No, have you?

No, nothing yet.

- This is it. Come on.

- Maybe, there's some more.

No, this is all we'll take. Come on.

Hey, Colin, we'll get a few quid for this.

Oh, it's too heavy, innit?

Put it back, and switch that light off.

Don't bang the door.

We're home.

Look at you, you look like a pregnant duck.

Now, then, now, then, now then,

what's that lump in your guts, love?

- What lump?

- That lump there.

- Oh, right, it's a growth.

- A growth?

- Cancer.

- Cancer? A lad at your age?

Yeah, it's in the family, Constable.

Me Uncle Albert passed away with it

last month,

and I'll be down going this month

by the feel of it.

- He had it in the guts, too, did he?

- No, he had it in the chest.

I used to have it in the chest,

only it slipped down, you see.

It seems to me a lad in your condition

should be in hospital,

not roaming the streets.

I think you better come along with me.

Get out of it.

- Come down here and open it.

- Yeah, okay.

No, no, no.

- Who's that?

- Only me.

Oh, you're back, are you?

What's all that noise?

Nothing. We're just cracking

a coconut we won at fair.

There's enough nuts in this house.

Have you got no home to go to?

I've just come in to say goodnight,

Mrs. Smith.

Well, be quick about it then,

and make less noise.

Goodnight, then.

Oh, what a strong hand.

Money.

There's 45, 15 and four pence ha'penny.

- How much have you got?

- 25, 10 shillings, I think.

That's 25, 10 shillings, and

45, 15 and four pence ha'penny...

71, five and four pence ha'penny.

You coming to Skeggy with us then, duck?

What with, you cheeky thing?

71, five and four pence ha'penny,

that's what with.

Ah, yes, but we're not going to Skegness,

not yet, anyway.

- Why not?

- We're gonna hide it.

Hide it? What for?

We don't want to be like our Jack

down the road, do we?

He got 200 quid

when he robbed that office.

As soon as he gets it, he goes down south,

and gets himself a Teddy boy suit

and a set of skiffle drums.

Even takes a taxi back.

Everybody knew he'd done a job.

Soon as he gets home,

there's the coppers waiting for him.

- Somebody gave him away, you can bet.

- Of course, somebody gave him away.

There's always somebody wants to do

a good turn for the coppers.

If they've got tuppence

more than you have,

they think you wanna get it off them.

So, you've got to use a bit of cunning, a

bit of this, if you wanna make it anywhere.

Where are we gonna hide it then?

What, up there? Will it be okay?

Safe as houses.

We may be thieving bastards,

but we're not green.

I feel tired

after thinking up an idea like that.

- Aye, you're a genius.

- Go and get some fags.

- Go and get some fags.

- What am I gonna use for money?

- What's that, bread and dripping?

- Oh, right.

Hey, what about this?

We can't leave it here.

You've got something there.

- She'll never notice anyway.

- No, we're laughing.

In you go.

If they can't find this

and they can't find the dough,

they can't pin anything on us.

How's that for centered, all right?

A bit more around here.

Hey, we can water it in the morning.

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Alan Sillitoe

Alan Sillitoe (4 March 1928 – 25 April 2010) was an English writer and one of the so-called "angry young men" of the 1950s. He disliked the label, as did most of the other writers to whom it was applied. He is best known for his debut novel Saturday Night and Sunday Morning and early short story The Loneliness of the Long Distance Runner, both of which were adapted into films. more…

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