The Servant Page #4

I want some lunch.

A salad will do.

Use the tarragon

I bought on Wednesday.

Light.

Well, put that coat down

and give me a light.

Barrett?

Come here.

Do you use a deodorant?

Tell me, do you think you go well

with the colour scheme?

I think the master's satisfied.

What do you want from this house?

Want?

Yes, want.

I'm the servant, Miss.

Get my lunch.

Why don't you come up to my room?

There's a wonderful view from there.

Or what about your room?

What's it like from yours?

Not very good from mine.

The best view is

from our room at the house.

What about leaving tonight?

Wouldn't that seem a little rude?

No, no, they won't mind.

There's a light on in my room.

Quarter to twelve!

Come on, now.

Give us one over.

- You've only just had one.

- Well, I want another one.

Oh, all this bloody smoking.

Well, it drives you mad.

You're driving me mad.

Oh, come on.

For goodness' sake, put it down!

But I've only had one puff.

Oh, come on, put it down.

No, no, I'm worn out.

What's the matter with you?

I know someone

who wouldn't say no.

Him? He'd be on the floor.

Hey, come on.

Let me finish this fag.

Come on,

you're like a ruddy machine. Honest!

I know I am but I can't help it.

It's your servants.

- There's someone there.

- No, there isn't.

- Did you lock up?

- Of course I did.

- What about the bolt?

- Oh, no, I didn't bolt.

Oh, you bloody little idiot!

There's no one there.

I told you.

Oh, come on, Hugo.

You'll catch

your death of cold out there.

Oh, I'm waiting for you.

Hey, come and look at me.

I'm all here waiting for you.

Oh, come on.

What's the matter with you?

I'm all rosy.

I'm...

Oh, what the bloody hell

are you doing?

Well, what are you going to do?

This is your house.

They're in your room.

In your bed.

Did you know this was going on?

Barrett? Barrett!

Come down here!

I think I should see him alone.

Why?

Come here.

I want an explanation.

Might I speak to you alone,

please, sir?

Do you realise

you've committed a criminal offence?

Criminal, sir?

She's your sister, you bastard!

She's not my sister, sir.

So, if I might say so,

we're both in the same boat.

He knows precisely what I mean.

In any case, apart from the error

of being in your room,

I'm perfectly within my rights.

Vera's my fiance.

What?

Vera?

Owing to this unfortunate incident,

we shall have to tell

our little secret to Mr Tony.

Come on. You go and tell him.

Well, don't be shy.

Go and tell him. Go on.

Hugo and I...

are going to be married.

Married?

Well, you've done all right.

What are you worrying about?

Well, you can't have it

on a plate forever, can you?

Oh, come on, Hugo.

Get out, both of you.

~ Now while I love you alone

- Are you ready? Come on.

- Do you like it? Look.

~ Can't love without you

~ Must love without you alone

~ Leave it alone

~ It's all gone

Wait, wait. One moment.

~ Give me my breath

~ Close my mouth

~ How can I bear

~ The ghost of you here

~ Can't love without you

~ Must love without you

~ Now while I love you alone

~ Now while I love you

~ Can't love without you

~ Must love without you

~ alone

~ Now while I love you...

- Come to bed.

- Oh!

~ Must love without you

~ Alone ~

'Hello? Who's there? Tony?

'Hello? Who is it?

'Hello?

'Hello?'

Large scotch, please.

I had a bit of bad luck today.

I really had a bit of bad luck.

It'll take me a few days

to get over it, I can tell you.

Eh?

You're right there.

Might I buy you a drink?

Scotch, large scotch.

I wanted to come round

and call on you, but...

I'll tell you what, though.

I was led up the garden path.

I couldn't be more sorry, honest.

I was besotted by her

long before I came to you.

I was simply besotted by her.

I thought she was keen on me too.

We were saving up to get married.

Her father was a brute to her, see.

I couldn't bear to see her...

suffering.

But I had to pay him, like.

You know, pay him to...

get his consent to take her away.

I had to find her a home somewhere.

That's...

That's why I told you

she was my sister.

I thought she was devoted to me.

Anyway...

I didn't know what was going on

between you two until that night.

That night I got it out of her.

She never intended to marry me.

And do you know

what she's done now?

Gone off with my money.

She's living with a bookie

in Wandsworth.

Wandsworth!

Look...

Give me another chance, sir.

I was so happy there with you.

It was like bliss.

We can turn over the page.

I'm with an old lady in Bolton Square,

ringing the bell all day long.

Up and down those stairs

all day long,

I'm... skin and bone.

I deceived you.

I played you false. I admit that.

But she was to blame.

It was her fault.

She done us both.

If you can find it in your heart, sir.

Give me another chance.

- You still sitting there?

- "It's waxed so will soon wane."

- Five letters.

- I haven't got time for all that.

Well, you ask me soon enough

when you want some help.

Look at all this muck and slime.

It makes you feel sick.

Well, do something about it.

You're the bloody servant.

And you expect me to cope

with all this muck and filth,

all your leavings all over the place

without a maid, do you?

I need a maid to give me a hand.

I'm not used to such squalor.

Look what I've got on my hands. You.

Can't expect to get any work

done in this place.

As soon as I hoover

you're straight up it.

- You're in everybody's way.

- Oh, why don't you leave me alone?

What's this? "It's waxed

so will wane soon." Five letters.

Why don't you get a job

instead of mooning about?

- Oh, I can't do it.

- Here I am scraping and skimping,

trying to make ends meet,

getting worse and worse.

And you're no bloody help, either.

Butter's gone up tuppence a pound.

As a matter of fact,

I'll be meeting a man very shortly.

What man?

The man from Brazil?

What's he going to do for you?

Come down by helicopter on the roof?

Is that it?

Oh, why don't you shut up?

Barrett?

- What's the matter with you?

- Get out of it.

- What are you doing?

- There's tea dregs on the carpet.

- Where?

- In the drawing room.

Well, I haven't put them there.

Now here you are. Use it.

Don't do that to me!

- clear it up!

- Not my fault, them dregs!

- Oh, you filthy bastard.

- Right, I'm leaving.

- That's what I want.

- Don't talk to me like that.

- After all I've done for you!

- Get down and clear it up.

- I won't stand for this.

- Take your pigsty elsewhere.

- It's not my pigsty, it's yours.

- Creep!

- Nobody talks to me like that.

- Do you know what you are?

- You're a peasant.

- Peasant, am I?

I'll tell you what I am.

I'm a gentleman's gentleman

and you're no bloody gentleman.

Oh, you think I'm past it?

I haven't had a drink all morning.

I'm through with it.

- Oh, I'll knock your head off.

- Violence will get you nowhere.

If you don't wipe those dregs up

I'll ram your nose in them.

You're funny.

I wouldn't mind going out for a walk.

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