Wetherby

Synopsis: The mysterious death of an enigmatic young man newly arrived in the suburb of Wetherby releases the long-repressed, dark passions of some of its residents.
Genre: Drama, Mystery
Director(s): David Hare
Production: Palace Video
  Nominated for 1 BAFTA Film Award. Another 5 wins & 1 nomination.
 
IMDB:
7.1
Rotten Tomatoes:
80%
R
Year:
1985
102 min
274 Views


Nixon? Yes.

You remember?

Of course I remember.

That's funny

how many people forget.

It wasn't so long ago.

Ten years.

What was happening

in Wetherby ten years ago?

He was a distinguished

member of my own profession.

What, liar?

No, not liar.

Solicitor.

Well, lawyer.

He trained as a lawyer.

Liar or lawyer.

Is there a difference?

I wonder, have we got

time for another drink?

Wouldn't it be marvelous

if Nixon walked in now?

Right now!

You just can't help it.

It would cheer everybody up.

Oh, I can't go on.

Oh, Stanley.

Oh, we've lived

in this town for too long.

Aye.

time, gentlemen, please.

I'll tell you

the best thing about Nixon.

Shouldn't you be getting

back to school?

No. No, listen.

I'll tell you the one story

about Nixon. All right?

When he first met pat,

she didn't like him very much.

So, after a bit, she said she

didn't want to see him anymore.

"Well," he said,

"it breaks my heart, pat.

I'll only stop seeing you on one condition".

"What's that?" she said.

"that I can always

be the chauffeur".

When she went out with men, say,

to the cinema, he'd drive them.

He'd drive them

all the way to the cinema.

They'd go in, her and her date,

and he'd wait outside.

He'd wait outside

during the whole film.

With a packet of popcorn

or a piece of chewing gum.

And then they'd come out,

and he'd drive them home.

I ask you, what does

that tell you about Nixon?

Jean, I ask you, what does

that tell you about pat?

If you want

to be loved in life,

There's no use

in having opinions.

I think you're right.

People who get loved are easy.

Easy to get along with.

Jean.

Have we lost the corkscrew?

I can't do the bloody thing!

There's a new girl

at work, at the library.

The sort of girl

men fall for. Vacant.

Cool?

Yeah, distant.

That's right.

She doesn't really

have a personality.

She just has a way

of suggesting to men

That she'll be whatever

they want her to be.

Not a person.

Not a real person.

What's she done, this

girl? Well, I'll tell you...

Just being this thing you object

to, or has she done anything wrong?

She exists.

She's young?

Yes, if you like.

She's young. So w-

It's an offense.

But there's no her!

There's nothing which is her!

I look at the young,

truly, and I'm mystified.

They want nothing. They need

nothing. They have no ambition.

Get married,

have children, get a mortgage.

A hundred thousand years

of human evolution.

Brontosaurus,

tyrannosaurus, man.

And the sum ambition?

Two up, two down in

the west riding of Yorkshire

On a custom-built

estate of brick and glass.

That's not right. Is it?

Well, can anyone tell me?

She's young. That's all

you're saying. She's young.

I think it's fixed.

Thank you.

A slate fell off

in the middle of the night.

I was frightened to go up.

It's all right.

Shall we go down?

I knew you'd say that.

I knew you would.

Lethal.

It wasn't

heath Phelps.

It was!

No, no, no.

It was. Don't you remember

the size of the hailstones?

There weren't any hailstones,

Stanley. Don't be ridiculous.

Yes, it was! It was pissing

with rain! Ah, coffee.

Whether our faces show.

This is the question.

We read a face.

We look into a face.

Into that face all sorts

of things we claim to read.

Mary here.

Or John.

John's got a sly face.

he has, too.

He has got a sly face.

He's got sly features.

Is John a sly boy?

he's sly, all right.

Right.

Do we become

the way we look?

Or do we look

the way we really are?

"if thou hast eyes to see..."

It's about the play.

Will you be needing me?

I'll be needing you, all right.

Will you do it? I should think so.

Good day, miss.

See you.

Miss Travers,

I was wondering,

Do you have

time for a chat?

Miss Travers, do you

think there's any point

In my going on

in the sixth form?

Of course. Don't be silly.

What makes you say that?

It's just that everyone

seems to end up unemployed.

Not everyone.

But, um, I do

know what you mean.

You get a university degree,

like in French. Then what?

Maybe you get to be a secretary,

and that's if you're lucky.

Honestly, I've really

thought about it,

And I don't really think

it's worth it, you see.

That's not what

education is, though, Suzie.

If you're thinking, "I must

use education for a career,"

Then you're already thinking of

education... In the wrong way.

Education...

Is a thing in itself.

It's a way of

fulfilling your potential,

Looking for ways

of thinking about things-

Ways which,

if you're lucky,

Will help not just your career,

but your whole life.

What ways?

Well...

Ways of being

more ordered, I suppose,

Of having more discipline

in the way you think.

Not always being bullheaded,

Learning not

to rush into things.

Do you think

uneducated people do that?

Well, I don't. No.

Not necessarily.

I mean...

Sometimes.

Are they inferior for

not knowing how to think?

No. Of course not.

But if you have something-

What you call a way of

thinking- which they don't,

Surely you're saying

you're superior.

No, Suzie.

I wouldn't say that.

What, then?

Different.

Better or worse?

I brought you some pheasants.

Am I disturbing you?

Well, I'll make some tea.

I love the slow evenings,

when summer begins to come.

It doesn't get dark until 8:00.

Are you staying

long with Marcie?

No.

I don't know Marcie.

What?

But you said...

What?

When you came to dinner.

I met her on the doorstep.

I thought...

Who invited you?

No one.

Are you saying...

it's not possible.

Are you saying...

I met Marcie on the doorstep.

I introduced myself.

I thought you came with her.

No.

It's not possible.

Then I said John Morgan,

if you remember.

Yes.

And you shook my hand.

Come on.

Come in, come in.

The more, the merrier.

And you accepted me.

I'll lay

an extra place.

Thank you.

It's absurd. It's impossible.

No.

no!

No!

Yes! Yes!

No.

Yes!

Don't you mean yes?

I mean yes! Yes!

Let me see.

Let me look at you.

You're not meant to.

I know.

Do you fly these?

Not a chance.

Engine fitters

don't get to fly.

It's three years before you

get to go on a flying course.

Longer, maybe,

and then not one of these.

Really? They take the troops

out in these... To the jungle.

Oh!

To the war.

You come down seven times

before you get to Malaya.

It takes over a week.

By the time you get there, you know

you've been traveling. I'm sure.

Did you realize you might

have to fight when you joined?

You're an airman,

you want to fly.

You're a soldier,

you want to fight.

Not much point else.

No.

I'll walk you home.

Happen if I were killed,

I'd still say fine.

I joined to fight.

Didn't have to.

Could just have

done national service,

Tramped the parade ground.

We're not even at war.

Well, not properly at war.

Half a war.

Malaya's half a war.

But I liked the idea.

Is your mum in bed?

I think so.

If she ever asks,

we saw the third man.

Jean?

Still awake?

Yes. How was it?

Good.

Orson Wells killed

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David Hare

Sir David Hare Born5 June 1947 (age 70) St Leonards-on-Sea, Hastings, East Sussex OccupationPlaywright, screenwriter, director EducationMA (Cantab.), English Literature Alma materLancing College Jesus College, Cambridge Notable worksThe Judas Kiss Plenty Pravda The Absence of War Licking Hitler Skylight Strapless The Blue Room Stuff Happens Notable awardsBAFTA, Golden Bear, Olivier Award SpouseNicole Farhi Sir David Hare (born 5 June 1947) is an English playwright, screenwriter and theatre and film director. Best known for his stage work, Hare has also enjoyed great success with films, receiving two Academy Award nominations for Best Adapted Screenplay for writing. more…

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