Dance with a Stranger

I still believe

We were meant for each other

I still believe

That you're mine and no other

It can't be right we should part this way

With our love all aflame

Forget who's to blame

Our love cannot die

I still believe

We shall soon be together

I still believe

This is our stormy weather

I live again

And I love again

When I'm holding you in my arms

Though my heart is breaking

I still believe

Five, six-- good Evening, Mr. Cussen.

Okay.

Now will you go out to supper with me?

You've brought us to a den of vice, Desmond.

you should feel at home then.

These places are glorified brothels.

And who are you?

The glorified brothel keeper.

Uh, David Blakely, Ruth Ellis; Ruth Ellis, David Blakely.

Charmed.

you're a dark horse, Desmond.

I wouldn't have thought a sink of Iniquity like this was quite your style.

Cliff davis.

Will you dance with me?

Any complaints?

I want a pianist.

What's wrong with the record player?

Nothing, but we should have both.

People like pianists.

It will pay off, morrie. Don't Be stingy. You know me, Ruth.

Part of the fun of having money Is the pain of parting with it.

Do we get a pianist?

Give it a try.

And we should have book matches printed With the club's name on it to give away.

It's all publicity and costs nothing.

Here, look at these.

The clue club. The embassy. Everybody gives them away.

No.

We're attracting a different Class of customer now, morrie.

They're all punters. The toffs Like a bit of spit and sawdust.

well, they're Not getting it in my place.

Going at it a bit vigorous, aren't they?

I'm not planning to stay Here forever, morrie.

I want to work for myself someday.

Don't cross the boss, Ruth.

All right, go ahead and Order your book matches.

They'll bring the ceiling down at this rate.

shut up, you dirty Devils ! they're working.

Andria will be home from school Soon. I don't want him hearing that.

If he's brought up in this place, He'd better start getting used to it.

He isn't going to be brought up here.

When the toffs want to get rid of Their nippers, they send them to eton.

Would you dance with a stranger

On a night made for love

Would you dance with a stranger

'neath the starlight above

And in the shadows

Far away from the crowd

In one sweet moment

Would a kiss be allowed

There's a thrill that comes stealing

With the compliments of The gentleman at the bar.

Hmm. It's that pompous little Pillock friend of yours, Desmond.

Would you dance with a stranger

Do join us, Mr. Blakely.

Hello.

I hope this is the real thing.

The drinks in these places Are usually watered down.

Watered or half-inched, darling.

Cheers.

Where are you going?

I must attend to my customers.

Are your eyelashes real?

Everybody says they'd look better on a girl.

I think they look very nice on you.

Where do you live?

Over the shop.

Can I take you home tonight? Yes.

I love you.

Everybody does.

Why should you be different?

I want you to love me.

Oh, yes.

I wish you didn't work in this place.

You talk too much, Mr. Blakely.

Has Desmond ever slept in this bed with you?

No.

Come to think of it,

He must be the only man in london who hasn't.

Some people have no shame.

Some people have enough for everyone.

Do you know a mrs. Ellis ? Yeah, upstairs, mate.

Sign there, please.

Thank you.

David ! Come on, David !

David !

Wouldn't you see more if You wore your glasses, Ruth?

Men don't make passes at Girls who wear glasses.

It would drive me mad. What?

You must miss so much, Ruth. I'm vain.

Now, Ruth, you'll have to go down a bit.

No, up a bit, up a bit.

Lovely. David, down.

Cut your legs off. Thank You.

smile, please. Watch the birdie.

Kick the squirrels.

lovely.

Come on, Carol. You can do better than that.

This is fabulous grub. No Doubt, but I'm not hungry.

You cold? No. Is my nose red?

You'd be warmer sitting in the car.

Thank you.

David ! David !

Who's that?

- Oh, the kind of girl my mother would like me to marry. - Come over here ! Come on.

Are you really interested in all this?

I'm interested in having another drink.

You do a great picnic. You must have been Up all night rattling your pots and pans.

You're a smashing girl, Ruth.

I'd really like to fuck You. Do you know that?

Don't let David see you Flirting with me, Cliff.

What if he does? Will he Hit me? No, he'll hit me.

Shall I wait for you, ma'am?

You can get pinched for Impersonating a cabbie, Desmond.

Look, it's all right. The meter doesn't work.

I prefer the zephyr.

excuse me.

I want two dozen red carnations Sent to Mr. David Blakely,

Assistant catering manager, the Hyde park hotel, knightsbridge.

Dear Mr. Blakely,

Congratulations on your forthcoming marriage.

Please return front door key immediately.

you can keep your Bloody flowers, mrs. Ellis.

My front door key, and don't shout.

Andria's asleep. "andria's asleep."

What am I doing mixed up with a divorced Nightclub hostess with two children?

If you don't like it, David Blakely, you can lump it.

You won't find another one like me.

You're all the same.

The key.

No... I'm keeping it.

I'll call the police if You don't leave me alone.

You can call the brigade Of guards for all I care.

Shall I put them in water?

They cost a fortune.

Who told you I was engaged?

Desmond.

I didn't think you'd care.

You should have told me.

I... Thought you'd send me away if I did.

I fancy you too much.

Come on, des. Shake it Around a bit before you go.

What are you doing tomorrow, Ruth?

I'm going to see my sister.

Would you like a lift? Oh, would you mind?

No, my pleasure. I'll ring you.

I worked in a london bank

- respectable position - one more, christine.

the bar's closed. I'm not just any old customer.

Stand and deliver.

Put it on the slate. No more Booze and no more credit.

Look, squire, the lady said the bar's closed.

- -

all right, mate. Sorry, mate.

It's okay. It's okay.

Everything all right, gentlemen?

Some of your customers are a Bit short on manners, Mr. Conley.

It won't happen again, roy.

Have a drink at our table, roy. No, thanks.

See you, gentlemen.

Do you want me to lose my job?

It's not my fault. Ask Her. I only wanted a drink.

Here, take this. I'm going.

Sit him down before he falls down.

If he thinks he's spending another night With me, he's got another think coming.

sure.