The Angry Silence

- Travers? - That's right.

"Bert Connolly". Glad to meet you.

- Did you have a nice trip down? - Fair.

- I've fixed for you to stay with us. - Oh

I don't think that's a very good idea.

- Well whatever you say. - Well let's push off, shall we?

As far as everybody else is concerned, we'll meet for the first time tomorrow.

No. I just thought she was a long time in the bathroom

so I went in and there she was, being sick. So, I asked her, "What's up?"

- Good morning, Tom. - Hello, Jack.

- You know, I just asked her - How about practice today, Tom? Any go?

Yes. All right. Fine. Tell the boys.

There aren't that many ways of saying it. I just said

"Don't tell me you're in the club again!" and that set her off.

Oh, dear! The old Italian stuff started hitting the fan

- and she's yelling at me, "Yes, she is!" - Yes. Those Italians can't half hand it out!

- All right. Tom? - Hi, Freddie.

- You don't feel like it this morning? ... No.

Hello, Doris. How goes it?

What's the matter? Saving it up for Christmas?

There again, I was only asking. You know... is it too late? That's all.

And bang! She starts all over again.

Oh, look at that seventeen jewel movement.

She reckons she's 9 weeks over. What would that make it?

May? Yes, the end of May.

It would be. I don't even get the tax rebate.

- You're really in trouble, boy. - Wouldn't you be worried?

Yes. I'd be worried. I'd be doing my nut... I'm not married.

I'll see you in a minute.

Hey.

- It concerns you, you know? - Really? Jolly good!

- What's old Gladys doing then? - Yes. What are you doing, Gladys?

Don't call me "Gladys".

Hey, Chuck. Are you going to have a basin of this?

Have a giggle, eh?

No. What for?

What for? You can read, can't you?

Yes. A, bleeding, union man, aren't you?

No. He's Salvation Army.

"Old Eddie", Salvation Army.

- Come on. Let's have a giggle, eh? - Are there any tarts out there?

- Yes. That's right. Sit with the tarts, eh? ... Watch it, Davis.

So? We're entitled to study union notices, aren't we?

Yes. Well now, brothers, I hope you'll all be willing to support

All right. Let's get to work.

Only keeping up with current affairs, Mr Davis.

Yes. You want to keep up with haircuts. It'd do you more good.

You'll get that lot caught in a lathe one of these days.

I'll be Yul Brynner then, won't I?

Old Eddie! Yul Brynner

Mr Connolly

my fault!

- Are you all right? - Yes.

Stupid of me! I don't know what I was doing.

- You'd better go and see Sister. - No. I don't want to make a fuss.

No. It's not a question of fuss. You go and see Sister.

You might have shock later on.

You report as per regulations and you've got the company for damages!

There should be guard rails on all these machines.

I've been saying so for ages.

I should get along and see Sister.

- I was coming to tell you about - I'll see to him. Get off.

I do feel a bit faint, as a matter of fact.

A silly thing to happen!

My name's "Connolly". All right, boys. The show's over.

Start it up, Ted.

Are you familiar with these?

Well, you have a look around. I'll be back with you in a minute.

What was all that about?

Your old tabby got herself caught up in one of those VMBs.

- Is she all right? - I sent her off to see Sister.

Um Well she's gone for the day then.

He could have lost an arm, you know. There should be guard rails fixed.

Well get them out of store then.

They're all down there rusting up.

It's the blokes, who take the things off. Not me.

It's the law, and it should be enforced.

Look, Bert. Don't tell me the law.

The men take the guards off because it's too much trouble to work round them.

If you want them back, I'll put them back.

How about that new bod? Is he any good?

Well, if you mean "Can we use him?", yes.

Right. Well start him then.

I did it, boy. I finally did it.

Do you know the one in the pay office I've been working on for weeks?

She just said, "yes" for next Sunday.

Let me see. I'm going to have to do a bit of switching around.

Yes. It's going to be a day of rest for someone.

You know, I really flogged myself to death over that little darling:

opening doors, carrying the tray in the canteen...

Joe, look. Do you mind? Some other time.

What's the matter?

Oh, yes. Sorry.

Still, it could be worse, couldn't it?

I mean, the way I look at it

if you've got 2 kids, you might as well have 3.

Not worried about me, are you?

I can move out if you like... you know: be sorry to go and all that, but

Well, if you need the extra room, don't worry about that.

Mate, it isn't due tomorrow.

Anna

Anna...

Oh. I just wondered where you were.

Is everything all right?

- Where are the kids? - They went next door.

Are you all right?

Yes, fine. Thanks.

I'm sorry about this morning, sorry I yelled at you.

Mum and dad weren't over here this afternoon, were they?

Yes. They came for tea.

I knew something had upset you. What did they want?

Did you tell them, you were expecting?

- I told your mother. - What did she say?

Well she didn't say much

not about the baby anyway.

All she talked about was that you're just like your father.

That must have really cheered you up.

What's wrong with the telly? Have the kids had it on?

No, not that I know of.

Was there something special you wanted to see?

Yes, the big football game.

- Eat this while it's hot. - It's a dead cert it had to go wrong.

What?

I said, a dead cert it had to go wrong: I finished paying for it last week.

- It's got sauce on it. - If it's the tube, I'll kick the front in.

Brian, Cathy, it's time, you were in bed.

- No, not yet, mum. - No, now... Come on.

They've been terrible today.

It would be tonight!

It always is when you want to watch something good.

Brian, what are you doing now?

Nothing, mum. Cathy won't come out of the lav.

I shan't tell either of you again. Come upstairs.

Brian locked me in the lav.

No, I didn't. Can I have something to eat?

- Yes, he did. - Oh will you please be quiet.

And you shan't have any more tonight.

Can I have a bit of bread and butter, dad?

- What is he... hungry or something? - He had a bigger plate than you.

- Please! - Go on, then: just one.

Now she'll want one.

Well they're growing, aren't they?

- Do you want one, too? - Please.

Here you are then. One each, that's all.

I said no.

I've been playing a game with Ronnie.

Yes, a smashing game called "Sex Maniacs".

Called what?

Old Ron thought of it all by himself.

- Can we have some jam, mum? - Come on. It's bedtime.

Did you hear what he said?

Daddy, when I came home from school and I turned the telly on, it went bang!

Cathy, will you please go upstairs and get ready for bed.

- Can we play with Old Ron tomorrow? - Well, we'll see.

He thought of that game all by himself.

Cathy, let's go round to Old Ron's tomorrow, eh?

I'll give him "Old Ron"! I'll have a sharp word with his father.

They don't know what it means.

Our two might not. I'm not so sure about Old Ron.

I don't know. Kids!

They drive you up the wall!

What is it, love?

You are pleased about the baby, are you?

I mean, when you get used to the idea, you will be pleased.

Of course I will.

Sometimes I don't know you at all. I don't know what you're thinking.

I don't mind now

but I couldn't bear it if you weren't pleased at all, not ever.

I'm pleased now.

I promise I am.

I know, it was a shock.

I don't mind you pretending now, as long as you don't pretend all the time.

Look. I'm not pretending.

Annie, look at me.

Do I look as if I'm pretending?

- No. - No. Of course I'm not.

Look. I'll tell you what was wrong with me this morning.

It came as a bit of a shock, right?

I wasn't prepared for it, you know, and Monday morning and that and

well, we'll have to buy all the gear again, won't we?

Now that it's happened, we'll want to do it properly.

That's all.

I thought perhaps we might get out of here this year

and maybe put the down payment on a car

but they'll still be selling Fords next year

and we've stuck this dump since we were married, so a bit longer isn't going to kill us.

What's it feel like? A boy or a girl?

It just feels like a baby.

They can tell now, you know, tell by the heartbeat rate.

You're so funny sometimes.

You don't know how funny you are.

You just sit here and think about that while I get you a cup of tea.

Do you want to know, darling?

Hey, Marilyn. I'm talking to you.

What are you looking at, grandad? You'd better get inside.

If the first house's started, you'll miss the big picture.

The stupid old git!

Where are you going, Ed? Going down the park?

Staring at us! He's got to watch it.

Old Mick said he'd be down at the park with a couple of scrubbers.