Brief Encounter

Thank you.

- When I'm naughty, my daddy always sends me up to my room.

About six minutes later, he comes and he forgives me.

I really need a stopwatch so that I can time him.

Get off the floor, Megan!

Come on, up!

Oh look, Jennifer.

Get down at once!

Sit!

Come on, now, get down!

Sit!

Stay there now, stay!

Sit!

Excuse me!

Excuse me.

- Is this the Bournemouth train? - It's about time.

I promise I'm not one to break my word.

I'm sorry, is this the Bournemouth train?

No, no, it's the express.

It doesn't stop.

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

All right, settle down, this is the express.

It doesn't stop here.

Keep him.

Where's Adam?

How can I manage to stop him,

if you could only image that you have chocolate

every hour of the day or night?

Better not go too close.

Do you have any water?

Yes.

0h, do you require clear water or mineral water?

I've got something in my eye.

The express was going through.

A piece of grit I think.

- Then I should advise plain water in that case.

Mineral water will not be necessary.

Okay.

- There's a man I know lost his sight in one eye

from getting grit in it. - 0h.

- Want me to pull the lid down and have a look?

It's okay.

Here you are, madame, here is your water.

Apply the glass directly to the eye.

That will wash it out.

0h, do not care for the state of the floor,

which can be mopped.

I forgot this lot.

Where do you want it?

Here.

When he grabbed my arm like that,

I didn't know what to do.

Haven't you two had enough to eat?

Better?

I'm afraid not.

- Try blowing your nose and rubbing the other eye.

Blow my nose, huh?

May I help?

Can I see?

No, no.

Please come over here into the light.

Please.

Look up.

Look up.

Look down.

Now there it is, now hold it, hold it perfectly, perfectly.

There.

There, that's it.

You may think that it's still there

but I assure you, it's not.

You're really very kind.

Not at all.

That's my train.

Good bye.

Bye.

Well I'm not giving him any more help,

I tell you.

- That man is so stupid, he couldn't find his way

out of a phone booth.

Goodbye.

Goodbye, madame.

thank you, sir. - Thank you.

Thank you, Miss.

Goodnight, George.

Goodnight. Mrs. Jesson.

Hello, my love.

Hello. - Thank you.

It could be if you like it that way.

Go on, buy one.

Two more victims of yesterday's...

Hello.

Good girl, Jenny.

Out you go now.

Out you go.

In Jenny, come, come.

I'm home.

We heard you, we're in the play room!

Who's winning?

I am, that's why this is crossed!

Did you buy me anything?

- We're only losing because Ilse has no idea how to play.

Alistair, don't be so rude.

- Quite true, Mrs. Jesson, I have no idea at all.

She's not bad, really.

It's just that she can't serve.

I've won!

21,15.

Dad!

Did you know, Jeffery Barracluff's got a wart on his thumb!

Nobody ever tells me anything, do they?

Hello. - What's that you go, daddy?

- Always keep the really important information

for your mother.

Don't make fun of it! - Alistair!

Wart are a virus!

Anyone can catch his warts if they shake hands with him.

I'm telling you it's bed time.

You can catch anything if you don't get a good night sleep.

Unless I do that, that petrol won't flow into it.

Now go up to bed, both of you,

and I'll come up in a quarter of an hour

to read you a story, Dominic.

Right, I want that and that.

Give me.

Come on, Ilse, just one more game.

Hi, good day?

As much as usual.

Tiring.

We are shorthanded while Lucy partridge is on holiday.

They ask me if I could do two days a week.

Well I hope you said you couldn't.

Yes, I did say I couldn't.

I got something in my eye at the railroad...

Just as well, social work.

It'll suck you in, you know, like a drug.

In your eye, where?

At Winchester, not here.

The express was going through,

a piece of grit went in my eye.

Well that's painful, you all right?

Yes.

There was a very nice man in the refreshment room

and he took it out.

That could be very dangerous, you know?

You can lose the sight of an eye by getting grit into it.

You sure you're okay?

I better go after the boys.

- Mrs Baxter, oh, Mrs. - Baxter.

I'm sorry, I forgot to give you these.

Now, what happens is you've got to till out this form here

and then send it to 30 Devonshire street

and they'll send you back your cards.

My name's Grace Smedley.

Now if you have any problems at all,

ask them to phone me here at the cab office

and I'll sort it out for you.

He didn't come home Friday night.

It's payday. - Yes?

Saturday he didn't come home.

Sunday, I never saw him.

Excuse me, just one second.

Excuse me.

No thanks.

Oh.

Grace.

Yes?

I got no food in the house, nothing.

And no money at all?

Nothing.

It's Friday, he give me my money.

Friday night he gives me the money.

If he hadn't been to the pub first.

Does he often drink it up?

- He never drinks it all up but I do manage.

Forgive me, Mrs. Gaines,

but has your husband ever left home before?

He may have been away.

Not to say he left.

The kettle.

Oh, sorry.

For long?

No, never.

Might be a night.

Maybe Friday night he might stay out,

if it has been drinking night.

He might stay

like a weekend.

A week he was once away.

Took up his home bit from north Hampton.

Come to see the wrestling.

His auntie may lives in north Hampton.

He's got connections there.

And how did you manage during that week?

I sold the furniture.

Thank god for that.

We got some more after.

- Perhaps it's just as well you've come to ask this time.

Would you like to go through there, sir?

Oh, thank you very much.