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Over the mountains
And over the waves,
Under the fountains
And under the graves,
Under floods that are deepest,
Which Neptune obey
Over rocks that are steepest,
Love will find out the way.
Where there is no place
For the glow-worm to lie,
Where there is no place
For receipt of a fly,
Where the midge dares not venture,
Lest herself fast she lay,
But if Love comes, he will enter,
And will find out his way.
You may esteem him
A child for his might,
Or you may deem him
A coward from flight.
But if she, whom Love doth honor,
Be concealed from the day
Set a thousand guards upon her,
Love will find out the way.
Where's Soames?
Soames, huh?
Soames
(Whispers) Let me see.
Soames.
Soames?
Might be someone's.
Down there, isn't it?
Just down there, I think.
What's this?
What's it say? What's it say?...
What's it says here?
Paddock St... Erm?
Miss... Miss Wilkinson...
Mr Clegg, I presume?
I'm Mrs Wilkinson.
Come in.
We've been expecting you.
Wait here, Mr Clegg.
While I fetch me keys.
Good evening to you, sir.
You're familiar with
the scorpion, I take it?
No... no.
Not from Africa then.
I had you down as
an old Africa hand
No.
Africa...
Now there's a dark continent for you...
I knew a man once,
who'd been told
never to go bare foot
because of the...
...scorpion.
Ah, getting aquainted with the residence
Mr Clegg.
Good. This is Terrence,
but I'm afraid we are not to be trusted.
Are we Terrence?
Now... lets get you upstairs.
Out of those wet things.
Got out of bed
in the middle of the night,
put his shoes on.
Put his shoes on...
Stung by a scorpion.
Sleeping in one of the toe caps.
Died in agony.
17 hours...
Take these Mr Clegg.
Come on.
Your room, Mr. Clegg.
Oh... not undressed yet?
Here...
Very well then Mr. Clegg.
I'll leave you to your own devices.
Kitchener street.
Spleen street.
Aldermore Close...
In the allotments...
By the railway...by the railway
and down the canal
and down a canal...Kitchener street
My Mum.
Wakey, wakey, Mr. Clegg.
Not in bed, please.
I trust you slept well sir.
The bedding in this house has a curious...
...character.
But one does grow used to it after...
...just a few years.
I will not...
I will not be here that long.
Nor did I expect to be, but...
...it is a loud world.
And this... is an island.
But... an island sir...
...ruled by a tyrant queen.
Has the power to send any one of us
back to where we came from.
The asylum, I mean.
Terrence, waxing already?
Perhaps you'd share
your thoughts with me sometime.
Mr. Clegg?
How many shirts are you wearing?
One, two, three... four?!
Now really
is this absolutely necessary?
Oh... indeed it is madam.
Clothes maketh the man...
And ... the less there is of the man,
the more the need for clothes.
My mum...Was she here?
What happened to her shoe?
Here?...There?...
...Here.
She wouldn't lie...
my mother...lies still.
Honest...Can't swear to it...
Right...it's this...foul lie...
Ugh! Sorry!
She wa'...she was always...in ill health
Yet she was my mummy.
She's 'ere.
She was so...(weeps)
She was so ill.
Brilliant.
It's a...wing...Wing of a seagull.
it... could have gone nowhere else.
Are you making progress?
What's you doing?
Making something.
Making something...
Aren't you clever.
You're so good with your hands.
- This is for you.
- for you...it's for you.
There!
You run down the 'Dog' there's a good boy,
Tell you father his dinner's on the table.
- It's not on the table.
- It's not on the table.
Well, it will be by the time
you get him out of that pub.
Don't go out the front
I just done them steps.
(Loud female cackling!)
- Who's this then?
- Handsome little fellow ain't ya.
I've come for me Dad.
Not here, is he.
You've shown me up.
I can't believe she done that!
Oh look at his little face. Bless him.
- Good evening Bill.
- Good evening Ernie.
- The usual?
- Ya, cheers.
Dad?
Dad?
Dad?
Dad...
Now don't you say a word.
What's this?
At...Dalton Penya??
Aw...Is it...??
...I don't know.
Well...
It was different when I was a girl.
We lived out in the country then.
Essex.
I remember how I'd go across
the fields in the morning...
And I'd see the webs in the trees.
Like clouds of muslin they were.
What, spider's webs?
Spider's webs...
Of course spider's webs.
They always makes webs.
Then...
when I got close
I'd see they wasn't muslin at all
they were wheels.
Great big shining wheels...
- You know what else?
- What?
If you knew where to look,
you could find the spider's egg bags.
Perfect little things they were.
Tiny little silk pockets she made...
To put her eggs in.
What happened to her
after she layed her eggs?
You like this bit, don't you?
She just crawled away
without looking back once.
And then she died?
Her work was done.
She had no more silk left.
She's all dried up and empty.
Dried up too.
You ready then?
As ready as I'll ever be.
You!
You guard the house. Alright?
This morning...
Good evening Bill.
What you having?
Gin and orange for me, Billy.
- evening Bill.
- evening Ernie.
Pint of bitters please and then
gin and orange for the Missus.
Gin and orange...
I've seen more meat on a butcher's apron.
I felt that.
I says to him, I says
is that the best you can do?
You want to take that up West...
See what smart people
have to say about it.
Getting an eyeful are you?
It's that fat tart... Yvonne Wilkinson
- Cheers Ernie.
- cheers.
Some fat tart... Yvonne Wilkinson...
Gin with...
Don't drink so fast, Bill.
Fancy another one?
No, not ready for another one yet...
He turns to me and I say:
Nora, Nora! (Yvonne giggles).
So a man comes to Nora.
she's on to him right away.
Next thing she's done half the
London Docks all over her.
She's standin there laughing.
What are you laughing at?, I says.
And that ain't all she said...
Look at him, more like Tom thumb
Tom thumb, I says,
what about... what about Tiny Tim?
How we laughed.
Now as for his Dad,
that's another story.
He was a right little toerag.
I wouldn't let him near me.
He told me it's air. I says...
I says I want the decorators in...
Know what I mean?
Yvonne Wilkinson
she made the first move.
- Yes?
- Plumber.
- What?
- I'm the plumber.
I believe you have trouble
with your pipes.
Eve!
Plumber.
Don't tread on the cats.
It's in here.
That the plumber?
Hello, Yvonne.
Hear that?
Wickin' the whole day?
All bloody day...
Don't it, Laura?
All bloody day...
You want air in those pipes?
We got air... bad air.
Bad air
...can't you smell it?
Yeah, but it's coming from your lavatory,
innit?
I sincerly hope so.
Yeah - Shocking,the state
of the plumbing in this place.
You going to do me pipes or what?
Had a letter from that
Sophia Loren this morning.
- Oh yeah...
- Yeah.
What she want then?
Usual thing.
What? The old... you know?
Exactly, right.
They're all the same.
All the same.
Still, what can you expect, really.
Mind you them Frenchies
know a thing or two.
I should say.
They had a Frenchie once with three tits.
- Get away...
- I swear To God.
One here, one here and one here.
Well you do surprise me.
Lovely girl.
Comes from Manchester.
You said a Frenchie.
Well that was a different one, innit?...
My mother had three tits.
A lovely woman your mother.
She did like a sailor?
She loved a sailor my mum...
Down to me, that was
How's that then?
Every time I smoke a fag...
My mum... has it off with a sailor.
- You smoke all The time.
- Well that's what I'm saying.
Ah!
Hello plumber.
What you say your name was?
Now, don't tell me.
Bill.
Always been one of my favorites.
Had a cat called Bill once.
Nippy out, eh? Glad I got me fur.
Do you like my fur?
Got it up the market...June.
Second hand.
Still, what's isn't these days...
I'm a bit second hand myself...
But you don't mind that do you, Bill?
You like that... don't ya?
A bit of second hand?
...lovely job you did on them pipes...
That is great out of them now
Smell didn't go away though
Alright plumber...lets have ya
...heating my pipes...
I'll do you... ooh...
- Aw...Do You like that?
- Ya
what's this?
Ooh, plumber! Ooh!
Hurry up, Bill. Bloody freezing.
I'm stopping here for a bit.
Suit yourself.
I'm goin back up the 'Dog'.
I went down to Salisbury for a drink.
Can't a man go for a drink
after his work?
I won't live like this...
Wasn't meant to live like this.
Ya, but it's not my fault.
- Oh yes It is.
- No, it bloody isn't.
It's all right, spider.
Your father and me we're just...
Havin' a talk.
You woke me up.
That's all right now.
We're all coming up to bed now.
C'mon, me big Spider.
Let's go on up.
Look what I bought.
Think your dad will like it?
Spider?
Seems...Seems right.
I'm strugggling...There isn't one to fit in...
You will pick it all up, Mr. Clegg.
Every single piece!
Ya, hello?
Gas works got you have they?
I'm not surprised.
Nasty stuff... gas.
I knew a man once,
put his head in a gas oven,
turned on the gas,
then... he changed his mind.
His head was stuck.
Smell...Smell gas.
Yeah, I smell...
Gas...
Gas...
Gas I smell...it's gas in here.
I only said it would be nice to
stay in for a change.
Just the two of us.
- Wouldn't it, aye, Billy.
- No it bloody wouldn't.
I'm sick of this house.
Bill!
Aw, Spider...
- Large scotch.please
- Coming up
So... plumber...
Feeling better tonight...
know what I mean?
Why don't you er,...
Why don't you come down to the allotments?
Down the allotments? When?
Well, I'm heading off now?
Why don't you come down in a bit.
All right, plumber.
Don't mind if I do.
I'm going out, Spider.
I'm going to meet your father.
Shit.. Oh!!
(Yvonne giggles outside)
Aaw! - you alright then?
- Ooh my nerves!
Oh, you tipped over bad right there.
- You alright?
- Will be in a minute.
This way.
You're going to take me
right in there are you?
I'm goin' to take you right in there, oh ya
I have something to show you alright.
- Oh ain't it lovely.
- Home sweet Home
Two large scotch.
and a...pint of bitter.
Three gin, 7 bags of crisps
and 20 embassy please.
- what can I Get You dear?
- Oh no... I'm looking for my husband.
Oy! She's looking for her husband!
- Who's your husband dear?
- Bill?
Bill who?
Bill Clegg.
- Bill Clegg...
- Bill! You're wanted!
Is he here?
Not if he's got any sense he ain't.
Bill Clegg... I don't know him.
- Regular is he?
- No ra...
...Well, at least I don't think so.
Sorry dear.
Can I get you something?
No. Thank you.
'No sympathy...spite of him'.
That'll be our day, plumber?
(Drunkenly)
That'll be our day, plumber.
Who would chase me is romantic.
- Romantic.
Ooh! My old fancy.
- Steady.
Uh-uh!
What? What?
-Ssshh!
We don't care!
You'll wake up the neighbors.
They're my neighbors now
aren't they.
Oh ya that's right...
'Cause you're mine now.
Ya, that's right isn't it.
- Just You and me.
- Oh Billy.
- Ohh.
You bastards!
Bastards!
Keep away, ya bastards!
Or I'll do the fucken' lot of ya!
I am not a Spaniard!
Put it down Freddy.
Come on...
Do us all a favour.
No one said you was a Spaniard.
Your...old bastard!
I'll cut your fucken' heart
out with a trowel!
Don't talk to me about nonchalance!
Stay away!
Keep away you bastards...!
I'm warning ya! I'll...
...Don't come near me!
Found found piece a piece of glass...
...on the floor
See I f...found it...found it on the floor...
There it is.
We was worried about that one.
Take your eye out that would.
Kitchener street.
How does that sound?
we're going to go to the shops...
...we'll get you... some food.
Just put you in your buggy.
There's a good girl... right.
Off we go... good girl.
What are you looking at me
like that for?
You have turned into a most
peculiar boy recently.
No wonder your father's
worried about ya.
What's the matter with ya?
Your turn.
Here's your toast.
Dripping, if you want it.
Your father might be home early today...
He'd bloody wonder
if everything gets done...
...ask yourself is it worth it.
Yes, it's true he murdered
your mother.
Try and think of me
as your mother now.
They told me to go back for the giblets,
can you believe it.
- Huh!
Murderer!
- what are You saying?
- You're both murderers!
Right! Down the cellars.
Come here you, you...
Come back here!
Now don't bother coming back!
Murderer!
Bloody hell...Bloody hell!
Murderer
murder, they're both murderers.
Dennis?
Dennis?
Dennis...
You alright?
Come on Dennis.
Come here.
I want to talk to you.
What... what is the matter
with you Dennis?
Why are you so...
...angry with us?
You know you're making
your mother very unhappy.
She's not my mother!
Uh! Not this again!
Who is she then?
Who is she Dennis?
Who is she?
She's a tart!
You cheeky monkey.
I should smack your head!
She's a cheap tart...Agh!!
You killed my mum, you murderer!
You bloody...!
Dennis...
Do you...do you know what you're saying?
Are you...are you daft?
I don't know where
you get your ideas from.
You're by yourself too much.
You need some mates.
When I was your age I had mates.
Every young lad needs mates.
Dennis...
...you still think I...
...I done her in?
Answer me.
Do you think I done her in?
Thank God for that.
Alright. Let's go home then.
Come on.
Sorry.
Sorry.
Sorry.
- all right then?
- all right now.
You sit yourself down.
I went out and I got something
nice for your supper.
Wakey wakey!
Wakey wakey!
Wakey wakey!
Well, Mr. Clegg?
What you lookin at me like that for?
Say something, Mr. Clegg.
Cat got your tongue?
Now...
I'm missing a spare set of keys.
I left them on this table
last night.
And when I came down
this morning they were gone.
Well?
Mr. Clegg?
What do you know
about my spare keys?
A spare set of keys?
Several keys on a ring?
Mr. Clegg!
Not in your room, Mr. Clegg...
...this filthy thing...
...Will come down.
I'll ask you again, Mr. Clegg.
Where are my keys?
Who are you?
Don't play dumb with me my friend.
Alright,
you leave me no alternative.
Arms out, legs apart.
I want that!
What a magpie you are.
What have you hidden then... aye?
Nothing to say to me, Mr. Clegg?
Oh! Come on!
Doesn't work.
The plumbing don't...
Oh plumber...
Fucking toilet don't work.
You stay here!
No, no, no! ...
For God's sake
somebody help me, please!
For God's sake!
For God's sake...
You did this.
You did this.
You did your Mummy in.
You... you killed your mother.
You murdered your Mum.
Oh God!
What have you done?
(whispers)...What have you done?
You ready to come back to us then, old son?
You gotta smoke...You gotta smoke,John?
Aw...Ta!