This Is England Page #8

Yeah.

Not that many people have done it to me.

I just thought it'd be nice, like.

It'd make us feel closer and stuff.

I was...

meaning to ask you.

This might seem a bit daft,

but will you be my girlfriend?

Honestly?

Yeah, I'd love to be.

It'd be really nice.

Cos I've been thinking about it, as well,

but I didn't think you'd ever ask me.

I thought it'd just be, like, a one time,

off in the shed or whatever.

Will you be all right for...

them lot to know,

if you're not embarrassed?

Cos I'm not embarrassed.

I think you're lovely.

MARGARET THATCHER: ...to maintain peace,

with freedom and justice is always expensive.

It's less expensive than war,

particularly in human life.

Might there be a time when we talk

to the Argentines again?

No. Not on sovereignty.

One thing...the islanders

have made it perfectly clear,

these islands are British.

They are the Queen's loyal subjects.

They wish it to stay that way.

At least the weather's been on

Mrs Thatcher's side...

(Factory hooter)

(Sighs)

(Horn)

- Lol.

- For f***'s sake.

Where are you off? Court?

No. I...

- What do you want?

- I wanna talk to you.

- Well, I'm late for work.

- Just two minutes?

- I haven't got two minutes.

- All right, Lol?

- You all right?

- Yeah.

- Hi, Lol.

- Hiya.

For fu... I'm going to work.

- Please, Lol. Two minutes.

- What do you wanna talk to me about?

- Stuff.

- Stuff?

- You wanna talk to me about stuff?

- I just wanna have a chat with you.

About the fact you've just

come out of prison?

You've ruined everything?

You've broken Woody's f***ing heart?

You wanna talk to me about stuff?

Well, I can't f***ing wait. Let's go.

I want to talk about other stuff.

Other stuff? What other stuff

have you possibly got to say to me?

Could I just have f***ing two minutes

with you?

No, I'm going to work.

I'm not your f***ing counsellor, Combo.

- I'll come back at dinner time, then.

- No, don't come back.

I'll come to yours later on.

To mine?

You can have two minutes now.

You've got two f***ing minutes.

OK. Sound.

Come on, then. I'm late for work.

There's something for you

in the glove box.

A box.

You make this when you was in prison?

Yeah.

Thanks.

Lol...

Erm...

Since that night that we spent together,

before I went inside...

...I haven't been able to think about

anything else.

No, I haven't.

I haven't been able

to get you out of my mind, man.

And, to be honest with you, Lol...

...just thinking of you...

...got me through

them three and a half years inside.

I mean...

That was the best night of my life.

It was the worst night of my life.

Why?

I have done nothing but try and forget

about that night, Combo.

It was... It was beautiful.

No, I was 16.

I was pissed off my head.

It wasn't beautiful.

I love you, Lol.

What?

I've...

I've always loved you.

It's never gonna happen, Combo.

(Factory hooter)

Are we done?

Yeah.

There's your box.

(Sighs)

(Thumps door)

# TOOTS AND THE MAYTALS:

Pressure Drop

# Pressure

# Oh, pressure

# Pressure's gonna drop on you

Why do they call you Smell?

It's kind of similar to Michelle,

if you think about it.

I don't know, really,

if I'm being honest with you.

- Ah, that's fine.

- It's not cos I'm smelly.

It's just Michelle and Smell.

- Right.

- Purely cos it rhymes.

Well, it sort of rhymes, doesn't it?

Does it rhyme?

MEGGY:
R for Rectum.

Rabbit.

- Rub your rectum.

- (Sniggers)

- Oh, rabbit, you said, yeah?

- Yeah.

Furry rectum.

Do you reckon

they've got a cassette player?

- Yeah, probably.

- Really?

- Yeah, probably.

- Oh, I hope so.

Let's bang some music into their ears.

That'll be good.

- Is this it?

- Yeah, I can walk straight in.

Combo!

(Pob giggles)

That was nice, that was.

MILKY:
Yeah, well, you know.

I do what I do.

You do!

MILKY:
Oh, f***.

- What's he doing?

- I don't know.

- All right, Milks?

- What are you saying, mate?

How are you doing?

Sound.

What have you two been up to?

You know how it is, having a bit of fun.

What's up, mate?

You look down.

One of them days.

You know what I mean?

Look, man, erm...

Any chance you can get me any weed?

I just want a smoke.

You know what I mean?

I mean, I've only got, like,

one spliff left on me.

I can't really give that away.

- What were you after?

- About an ounce or summat.

F***ing hell.

No, mate, no.

I couldn't get anything like that big, no way.

I mean, I'll give you half, I'll split it.

Give you half of it.

Well, I mean, I might be able to...

...to get... get like that much.

What?

What?

I thought you were gonna

walk me home.

You can be there in, like, 15 minutes,

if you get a move on now.

You're only a mile down the road.

Are you joking?

What?

Oh, f*** you, you selfish bastard.

F***in' hell, man.

BOTH:
Women!

SMELL:
Ooh-ooh-ooh!

Watch it.

- Banjo for a banjo.

- Yeah.

Ah.

Ooh-ooh-ooh!

- Come on, Smell.

SMELL:
Oh, no.

- Come on.

- Oh, God! It's gonna keel over!

Wait for it.

(AII cheer)

- Kick Donkey!

- Two sugars.

Kick Donkey.

SMELL:
I'm not making tea.

GADGET:
Kick Donkey, Kick Donkey...

Anyone got a problem?

No problem.

No. Problem with what, man?

Good to see you, Milk.

Are you all right, mate?

All right, Tubbs.

Is Woody on his way?

No. Just Milky.

- All right, Milks?

- Are you all right, mate?

No problem.

Sit down, Milks.

That's good.

That means we can all get stoned.

(Laughter)

# At the dark end...

A chocolate bassline.

# Of the street...

GADGET:
All velvet.

# That's where we always meet...

Combo. My dancing buddy.

# Hiding in shadows

# Where we don't belong

# Living in darkness

to hide our wrong...

# You and me...

Sit, Mitzy, sit.

# At the dark end of the street...

I'm hot, I'm hot!

# You and me...

Ow!

# I know time's gonna take its toll...

Are you all right, Gads?

# We have to pay for the love...

Take him home, love. He looks f***ed.

# It's a sin and we know...

It's all right, Gadge, lad.

Have you f***ing seen how white he is!

I've never seen anyone

look that f***ing sick!

That f***ing kid's arse went white!

#... steal away...

Come on.

# To the dark end

# Of the street...

Oh, man.

Here you are.

No, seriously, Combo, man.

I've got to tell you, mate,

you're a good geezer, man.

Seriously. I mean, this... this music,

this sort of music is the sort of stuff

that I listen to, my uncles listen to.

Yeah, to me, this is good music.

What you've gotta remember, Milks,

right, is... is I'm an original skinhead.

'69, me.

But it was people like your uncle,

your uncle that introduced that stuff to me.

The soul of that music

just f***ing resonated within us,

do you know what I mean?

And it's people... it's skinheads, like you,

true skinheads, like you,

keeping that flame alive.

Yeah. It was f***ing unity.

It was black and white, together.

Know what I mean?

It should not be forgotten.

It shouldn't die.

You're still flying that flag in that f***ing

get-out that you're wearing.

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