When the Wind Blows
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- 1986
- 84 min
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So long, child
I'm on my way
And after all is done
After all is done
Don't be down
It's all in the past
Though you may be afraid
So long, child
It's awful dark
And I've never felt the sun
When the wind blows
When the wind blows
When the wind blows
When the wind blows
Angry and wrong
Trusting a twisted word
You'll run, run away
You'll take him home
You'll spit and taunt him
But they won't believe you
No matter what you say
So long, child
It's awful dark
I've never felt the sun
when the wind blows
When the wind blows
When the wind blows
When the wind blows
- Hello, dear.
- Hello, love.
- Did you have a nice morning, dear?
- Oh, all right, thanks.
Rather uneventful.
My life isn't very
fast-moving or dynamic.
Well, you are retired, James.
You do seem a bit down, dear.
Yes, well... I've been reading the papers
in the public library all the morning.
Oh, those things! Full of rubbish.
I never look at them. Except the stars.
We must keep abreast of the
international situation, ducksie.
Decisions made by the powers
that be will get to us in the end.
Politics and sport,
that's all they're full of.
Could affect us all, the...
ultimate determent, an' that.
They say there may be a
pre-emptive strike, dear.
Oh, not another strike!
It's wicked! I'd have them all
locked up. Blessed communists!
Well, it all looks pretty umpty.
It's not that sort of strike, duck.
- Sausages or beefburgers, dear?
- Sausages, thanks.
It looks as if the balloon
could go up at any moment.
What balloon?
- Mashed or chips?
- Chips, thanks.
Oh, I don't know.
The balloon.
Or is it a maroon? I can't remember.
What are you talking about, James?
It looks as if there's
going to be a war, dear.
Yes, they say it might
break out at any time now.
Well, at least you won't be
called up, James. You're far too old.
Well, thank you, my beloved.
I'm still two years younger than you.
Well, if the worst
comes to the worst,
we'll just have to roll up
our sleeves, tighten our belts,
and put on our tin hats
till it's V-E Day again.
It won't be like
that this time, love.
I think this one is called
the "Big Bang Theory."
It's all worked out by
brilliant scientists.
Well, we survived the last one,
we can do it again.
It'll take more than a few
bombs to get me down.
Yes, yes, we... we must...
must look on the bright side, ducks.
- I like Radio 2.
Radio 4 is better for the
international situation.
Good evening, this is Radio 4, with the
news at six o'clock this Thursday evening.
The Prime Minister, speaking a few
minutes ago in the House of Commons,
has warned that the international
situation is deteriorating rapidly,
and that war could break out at any
time in the next two or three days.
Crumbs!
What's the matter, dear?
Have you burned yourself?
This is it, ducks! This is really it!
Another sausage, dear?
I shouldn't worry too much.
It'll probably all blow over.
- Three days! Blimey! Three days!
- Language, James! Language!
Crumbs! It's lucky I got more leaflets
from the public library only this morning.
Here we are, see?
"Protect And Survive" and...
"The Householder's Guide To Survival."
Now, this one should
be really authoritative.
It's printed by the County Council.
We'd better commence the construction
of a fallout shelter immediately.
We must do the correct thing.
There's treacle tart and custard
or cold bread and butter pudding.
- Treacle tart, please.
- Fallout?
- I thought they did that in the army.
- No, dear, it's fall in in the army.
all those official leaflets today.
I gave the others to our Ron.
Suppose I hadn't?
We'd have been totally non-prepared.
I mean, just think!
Will you have to dig a hole, like the
old Anderson shelters in the war?
No, dear, that's all old-fashioned.
With modern scientific methods, you just
use doors with cushions and books on top.
Where on earth are we going
to get doors from, James?
Well... you just
unscrew them, dear.
You don't mean off our own house!
Well... yes... dear.
You're not going to ruin
the paintwork, James!
Oh, don't worry. I can soon touch
it up after the bomb's gone off.
Well, mind you do.
Just you be careful, James!
Mind that paint, James!
I hope you know what you're doing.
I'll put the screws in a plastic bag.
You'll only go and lose them.
Remember, they're in the
right-hand jug on the dresser.
It's going to be very
draughty with no doors on.
I expect it's a safety precaution.
It'll let the...
blast go straight through.
It says here...
"The inner core or refuge should be placed at
an angle of 60 degrees for maximum strength."
the wall, if I were you, dear.
Yes, but which are the degrees?
We haven't got any angles.
I think we did it at school. You...
You had angles with degrees in.
Only I can't remember.
I think I'll ring our Ron. He'll know.
Hello, son. All right?
Beryl and the baby?
Good. Look, I'm building this
governmental inner core or refuge,
and it says, "Place it at
an angle of 60 degrees."
Well, what's that mean, exactly?
It's not cobblers, son.
It's in the governmental directive.
You mean you're not constructing
an inner core or refuge?
I gave you the leaflets especially!
But what about baby Jim?
Don't start singing!
What do you mean, "We'll all go
together when we go"? It's not funny.
No, but it's our duty to carry out
governmental instructions in time of war, son.
Stop laughing, will you?
I'm surprised at you.
You're supposed to be a
responsible father now.
A protractor?
The angle at the bottom?
Yes, yes, I see.
OK, son. Thanks.
Now, listen.
Just you start that inner core or refuge.
It's your bounden duty, son.
Cheerio, son.
Now, remember what I said.
I am your father.
I do know a bit about war.
Love to Beryl and baby Jim. Ta-ta.
Yes... Ron says I need a protractor.
He says I can get one at Willis's.
He was killing himself laughing,
and he was singing songs!
I can't understand it.
I think it's nerves.
He's gone a bit hysterical.
- He can't be drunk at this time of day.
- Our Ron doesn't drink.
Oh, no, no, no. No, no,
of course not, dear.
Ron is not going to make
an inner core or refuge.
I remonstrated with him,
but he was adamant.
He says if London cops it, he'll cop it.
And not to worry, Dad.
It's an irresponsible attitude.
I'm a bit disappointed in him,
adopting that attitude.
He was always a very responsible
boy when he was in the Cubs.
It was going to that art
college that spoiled him.
He met some dreadful people there.
Huh! Blessed beatniks!
I don't suppose it'll make a terrific
amount of difference, the exact angle.
It'll probably all fall down anyway.
What with the bomb, an' that.
If a job's worth doing,
Yes, dear. But it is only temporary.
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