Waterloo Bridge

Hey, you up there,

drop that board over here.

No, double time.

Don't go to sleep. Hurry up.

Take it over there.

Mind your ends, everybody.

- Goodbye, everybody.

- Hey, Vi.

- Goodbye.

- Goodbye, Myra.

- Take care of yourself and good luck.

- Thank you.

- I'll get a job soon.

- Cheerio.

- Come along.

- Hey, get up there.

- Have you got a job yet, Jo?

- Oh, no.

Oh, shut up.

Celie, throw us a bit of soap.

Darling, why you've got my pants on.

I have not, these are new ones tonight.

Oh, Myra?

Here's a parcel for you.

- Dick left it.

- Oh, Myra would get it.

I wish Kevin would send me something.

- Myra.

- Oh, look, is it real?

Oh, it's just what I wanted.

How did he know what you wanted?

I don't know. Maybe I mentioned it, huh?

- Hello.

- Hello, darling, how are you?

Oh, just fine.

I'm sorry I kept you waiting.

You cost me a pretty penny already.

You know, I only bought

this car for an hour.

That's nothing to what

I will cost you.

- Mind the step.

- And the chauffeur.

- Hurry, quick, before the crowds come.

Very good.

Come along now, Your Highness.

Looks like another full house tonight.

Yeah, what a sap I was to

go into The Bing Boys.

I had a chance to go in Chu Chin Chow.

If I had taken it, I'd still be a chorus girl.

Now look at me.

I don't work two years.

Come on, there's nothing

around here for us.

I don't know, I think one place

is as good as another.

If your luck's in, it's in.

Yeah, now watch me.

Hello, Harold.

Funny, I thought I knew that chap.

Yeah.

Lovely night, huh?

Lovely night for what?

Air raids?

Those fellows up there

give me the willies.

Well, they're men, aren't they?

I'd rather they throw bombs on me,

than take no notice of me at all.

I expect they do that

just to please you, dearie.

Come on, I'll show you

my lucky window.

Here you are now. You just watch this.

See? What did I tell you?

Doing well, aren't we?

- What time is it?

- About 11:
00.

I'm going down to Waterloo Bridge.

Might have some friends coming

in on leave from Waterloo Station.

Well, I'll go down to Trafalgar Square.

Might be some friends of mine

coming in from Downing Street.

- So long.

- Cheerio.

- Cab, lady?

- Not yet.

Come on! Hurry! Come on!

Now look at that.

Rot them zeppelins.

- What's the matter?

- Who wants to know?

Come out from there. There's a raid on.

- What are you looking for?

- What am I looking for?

What do you think I'm looking for?

My potatoes, of course.

- Don't you know there's a raid on?

- I don't care if there is.

Listen. Zeppelins.

Hear that? Zeppelins over your head.

Zeppelins, be blowed.

I want my potatoes.

Oh, what's the odd.

Hey.

What the heck do you think you're doing?

Can't you see?

We're looking for potatoes.

- Did anybody mention there's a raid on?

- Yeah, I read it in the papers.

- We're taking shelter.

- Oxygen shelter, huh?

Yeah. The old dame

dropped her potatoes...

...and she wouldn't take cover

until we pick them up.

Here, let me help.

Put that light out.

Do you wanna be kissed by a bomb?

Come on. Hey there. Come on, move on.

I thought that officer

was gonna arrest you for that.

He didn't see.

Come on, we got them all.

Where's the cabbage?

Here you are.

- Come, let's go to the shelter.

- Confound it. The impertinence, I called it.

Over the air with their tomfool airships

and these lights all ready.

Airships, indeed. At this time of night.

The government ought not to allow it.

If Mr. Gladstone was alive,

it would be a very different cup of tea.

- Where are my potatoes?

- Here they are.

Oh, thank you, sir.

That's a nice little fur, dearie.

I had one like that when I was a girl.

But the moths got it.

Oh, drat it.

There go my potatoes again.

Dear me. Well, I'm off.

I can't hang around here

wasting me time.

Oh, no. You're gonna stay here.

You can't go until the raid's over.

I tell you, I don't owe to the raids.

And if you wants to know, between

you and me, I don't even owe to the war.

The Kaiser ain't done me no harm

and I ain't done him no harm.

- Oh, dear l...

- No, no that wasn't one.

How do you mean that ain't one?

What do you think I am, deaf?

- Is this your first air raid?

- Golly, no. I've been in five or six.

- Say, are you an American?

- Say, are you a mind reader?

Yeah. Hey, listen. I'm an American too.

- Just one of the boys that couldn't wait.

- Oh, I don't know about that.

Found myself one morning with nothing

to do so I thought I'd come to France.

- What for?

- Fun.

- Was it?

- No.

All clear!

Come along.

Here you are, mother.

Now you can go off home.

Thank you for nothing.

My God, what he will do

when I do get home.

My old man is that jealous,

you wouldn't believe.

Well, if they have anymore of this nonsense

I'll write to The Times about it.

Toodle-oo and God bless you.

- Good night.

- Bye.

Well, that's that. Thanks.

- Where were you going?

- Where do you think, Buckingham Palace?

- Can I give you a lift?

- Oh, your Rolls is around the corner, huh?

No, we'll get a taxi. What address?

- 14 Lyle Street.

- Taxi!

- Thank you.

- Yeah.

Well...

...bye.

- Don't you wanna come up for a minute?

- Why sure, that will be swell.

I haven't got a thing to drink.

That doesn't matter.

- Here.

- Oh, thank you, sir.

Here we are.

- Well, how do you like the mansion?

- Why? I think it's very comfortable.

- Yeah. Want a cigarette?

- Thanks.

Here.

Thank you.

It's a swell night, isn't it?

- There goes that signal again.

- Another raid?

Yeah.

Hurry.

- Yeah, I guess they've come back.

- Oh, you have fun here too.

Yeah.

Sit down.

Thanks.

Have an American cigarette.

I'll say I will.

Here.

Got it?

Thanks.

Have you had your dinner?

Then why don't you come

and eat with me?

- Every place is closed while the raid's on.

- Oh, that's too bad.

But you can eat here.

I haven't got a thing

in the place.

But there's a fish and chips

shop downstairs.

- That's great. I'll go down and get some.

- Swell.

- So you're back, are you?

- Yeah.

Pleased to see me, ain't you?

What do you want?

You know perfectly well what I want.

- I want my three weeks' rent.

- I haven't got the dough.

Well, what do you expect me to do?

Subsidize you?

You're making a mistake, my girl.

You'll pay that rent

or I'll find another tenant.

You think that will be easy?

Well, it's been good enough

for better folks than you.

How much do I owe you?

Four pound, three and three pence.

There's the bill.

Well, I've got the three and threepence.

I don't want any of your lip.

Listen. You'll get your money.

- I'll get it for you somewhere.

- Yeah. But when?

Hey. You know the...

- This is Mrs. Hobley.

- Please to meet you, I'm sure.

- How do you do?

- Been on leave long?

I just got in tonight.

Our first leave for eight months.

Oh, isn't that lovely?

- You come to town in lots of money.

- Well, no.

Say, wasn't that somebody

calling you downstairs, Mrs. Hobley?

- Good night.

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