"# Is it me, for a moment..." "# Love" "# Rain on me" "# Bell boy [echoes]" "# Can you see the real me, can you?" "# I went back to the doctor, to get another shrink" "# I sit and tell him about my weekend..." "[Jim] Darlin'!" "Whey!" "# Whoo!" "# Can you see the real me, Doctor?" "# Doctor?" "# Can you see the real me, Doctor?" "# Whoa, Doctor!" "# I went back to my mother" "# I said I'm crazy, Ma, help me!" "# She said, I know how it feels, Son" "# 'Cos it runs in the family" "# Can you see the real me, Mother?" "# Mother?" "# Can you see the real me, Mother?" "# Whoa, please!" "# Can you see, can you see the real me?" "# The real me, the real me" "# Can you see the real me, Preacher?" "# Preacher..." "[Rockers shout]" "Fuck off!" "[Rockers shout]" "Bollocks!" "Fuck off!" "[Rocker] Why don't you get off and push?" "# Can you see?" "Can you see?" "Can you see?" "# Whoa!" "# Can you see the real me, Doctor?" "# Can you see the real me" "# Mother!" "'Ere, Ferdy." "Ferdy." "Say, 'ello, Jim." "How's it goin', eh?" "All right." "'Ere, you got something nice for me?" "Shh!" "At your service, friend." "They keep your brains warm?" "How many d'you want?" "Well, come 'ere." "I want about a dozen." "Fuck off, Jim." "All right, 20." "But how much?" "They're pretty scarce right now." "I went abroad to get these." "Got on a banana boat back to Jamaica, did you?" "No." "Brixton." "And as you know, Jim, it costs money." "All right, all right." "How much?" "Quid." "You're a fuckin' liberty-taker." "[Loud pop music]" "[Loud pop music]" "0i!" "Ferdy!" " Hello, lovers!" " Hi, Monkey!" "[Laughs]" "Go on, get in there!" "She won't bite." "'Cos if you don't, I might!" " No, I'm not bothered." " Not much." "I know, I'll ask for you." " No, you won't." " 0i, Steph!" "[Jim] Fuck off!" "[Laughs]" "Whoo!" "# Now, you know, you know you're gonna knock 'em dead #" "[Cheering and applause]" "[Band starts new song]" "# I love the way you walk" "# I'm crazy 'bout your walk" "# I love the way you walk" "# I love the way you walk" "# You're my baby... #" "[Quiet voices]" "[Dad] Pack it up." "Don't do that." " [Mum] Why not?" " Just go to sleep." "I always do." "I'm fed up with it." "Here, Yvonne." "You got any scissors?" "Under the table." "[Banging] 0h, what you done?" "Dunno, what I done." "I can't see, can I?" "It's only some nail varnish." "I'll clean it up tomorrow." "You're so bleedin' clumsy." "'Ere, you wanna watch it, you know." "0ne day you'll come from under there with first degree burns." "It happened to my mate's sister." "0h, piss off." "# Why should I care" "# If I have to cut my hair?" "# I got to move with the fashion # 0r be outcast" "# I know I should fight" "# But my old man, is nearly all right" "# And I'm still living in hope" "# Even though it won't last" "# Zoot suit!" "# White jacket with side-vents" "# Five inches long" "# I'm out on the street again" "# And I'm leaping along" "# Day's ride, for a beach fight" "# But I just can't explain" "# Why that uncertain feelin'" "# Is still here in my brain #" "[Man sings] # Well, be-bop-a-lula" "# She's my baby" "# Be-bop-a-lula, I don't mean maybe... 0i!" "Will you leave that out, please?" "Do what?" "Er, don't sing all that old rubbish, eh?" "That ain't rubbish, pal!" "That's Gene Vincent, all right?" "[Jim] Yeah's what I said. 0ld rubbish." "Why don't you just turn over and do a few underwater farts, eh?" "Why don't you just fuck off?" "You fuck off." "[Sings again] # Well, be-bop-a-lula" "# She's my baby..." "# Da-da da-doo!" "Do-do do-doo!" " # Yeah, you really got me - # Be-bop a-lula... #..." "Don't know what I'm doin', really got me..." " # Yeah!" "You really got me - # Be-bop-a-lula!" " # You got me so..." " # Don't mean maybe..." "[Man shouts] What are you?" "Couple o' fairies?" "[Both sing louder]" "[Knocking on walls]" "All right, all right." "Cut it out!" "What d'you think this is?" "The bloody Eurovision Song Contest?" "[Jim] Ahh!" "[Muttering] Right, I'll sort you out." "Look!" "If you wanna start, I'll see you outside..." " Fuck me." " Kevin Herriot?" "Jimmy." "Yeah, yeah." "I thought you was in the army?" "No, I got out." "You?" "I'm all right, yeah." "The army didn't teach you singing, did it?" "Nah." "Give me my brush back?" "'Ere, pile the liquor on, mate." "Two'n'eight." "Cheers." "[Laughs to himself]" "Hello, Jim." "What's the matter with you, then?" "That gear you've got on, it's leather." "That's it." "Goes with the bike, dunnit?" "I never realised." "You never realised what?" "Well, you was... a rocker." "What am I, black?" "You ain't white in that get-up, are you?" "[Snorts] Nah." "Give us a cuppa tea, mate." "Anyway, how long you been back?" "Coupla' months ago." "Couldn't stick it, eh?" "Nah, they messed me about, didn't they?" "They treat you like shit." "Some poncey Sergeant Major's always ordering you about." "'Don't do this, don't do that. ' Drove me fuckin' mad." "Then ship you to Wogland." "Whereabouts?" "Aden." "Was all right, as it 'appens." "Shooting matches with the rebels and all that." "But they stopped that." " Ship you home." " [Man] You're joking!" "Back to the same boring routine." " Drove me fuckin' mad..." " Gotta go, Kev." " Where you goin'?" " See you later." " All right?" " Yeah, fine, John." "What's this fuckin' rocker doin' here?" "Jim?" "Here's your towel." "See you later, Kev!" "Bollocks." " [Inside] How does that feel?" " Awkward." " What?" " Bring it in 'ere." " I could bring it..." " All right, Dan?" " All right, Jim." " Put your hands there." "Stop fuckin' about!" "Don't use that language here, sonny." "Talk like that you can make your own suit." "There you go." "30 shillings, please." "I'll bring that in." "What about this?" "I want it by Saturday." "Saturday." "Yeah, Saturday." " What d'you think?" " Rent-a-tent, innit?" "Two pound nine pence, please." " [Customer mutters]" " Don't matter." "All right, darlin'?" "Saturdays, I hate 'em." "I thought I'd just drop by and say hello." "Been up to no good?" "Not really." "Just paid me suit off." " Yeah?" "What's it like?" " Handsome." "Three buttons, side vents." "16' bottoms." "Dark brown." "[Woman] Have I got to wait all day while you finish?" "I'm wearin' it down to Brighton." "Gonna be one of the faces there, are you?" "What d'you mean 'Going to be'?" "I am one of the faces." "# I'm the hippiest number in town" "# And I tell you why" "# I'm the snappiest dresser right down to my pinstripe tie" "# And I'll get you wise" "# I'll explain to you" "# A few of the things that a face is supposed to do #" "That Bombers?" "Give us a couple." "Chalky!" "The Ponce, he's about again." "Not a tight-arse, are you?" "I ain't had one for days." "Why?" "You get banged up in Margate or something?" "Banged up in Shepherd's Bush." "My old man ain't let me out since Margate." "Even padlocked the scooter, right?" "I went round, he tried to do me over." "I wouldn't stand for it." "If my old man took them sort of liberties," "I'd fuckin' do him." "You seen his dad?" "He's 6'2'." "How come you're so small?" " Dunno, it's... thingy..." " Genetic." "His nan's a midget." "There's a party down Kitchener Road." " Told you." " That posh bird?" " Yeah." "Right goer." " 0ne with...?" "Wanna go to a party?" "Everybody's going." " Where?" " Kitchener Road." "Yeah?" "It only takes 20 minutes to get there by scooter." "Where you off to, then?" "I'll see you later." "Come on, Jim." "[Mutter to each other]" "Ferdy!" "This is the place, lads." "Come on!" "All right, John?" "Yeah, straight in, no problem." "Come on!" "No gate-crashers." "Gate-crashers?" "Lads, he's callin' us gatecrashers." "[Shouting]" "You didn't even bring any bottles!" "Who the fuck are you?" "Bleedin' Prince Philip?" "I'm the boyfriend of the hostess." "[All shout mockingly]" "Listen, it's Sandra's party, and me and me mates are invited." "Sandra?" "'Ere, where'd you get that shirt?" "All right, Jim?" "Anything you fancy?" "There's nothing there." "You found a bird." "I know her. [Laughs]" "'Ere, that's mine, ain't it?" "Can I have that one?" "Ta." "'Scuse me." "[Girl squeals and laughs]" "'Ere, Dan." "Seen what's goin' on in there?" "Go in there." "It's a laugh!" "You'll love it!" "Cheers." "[# THE R0NETTES:" "Be My Baby]" "0h, let's have some!" "Come on, Monkey, don't mess about." "Not unless you give me something." "What?" "[Laughs]" "You always have to ask, don't you?" "1, 2, 3 for you." "Where'd you get these, eh?" "That'd be telling, wouldn't it?" "You forgot I work for the chemist." "[# THE CASCADES:" "The Rhythm 0f The Rain]" "[Music stops]" "[Mutters of complaint]" "[Man] Come on, then!" "[# THE WH0:" "My Generation]" "[Cheering]" "Let's go." "[All sing] # People try to put us down" "# Talkin' 'bout my generation" "# Just because we get around" "# Talkin' 'bout my generation" "# The things they do look awful cold" "# Talkin' bout my generation" "# Hope I die before I get old" "# Talkin' 'bout my generation" "# My generation" "# My generation, baby" " # Why don't you all f..." " Fuck off!" "# Talkin' 'bout my generation" "# Don't try to dig what we all say" "# Talkin' 'bout my generation" "# I'm not tryin' to cause a big s... ensation" "# Talkin' 'bout my generation" "# Just talkin' 'bout my g-g-generation" "# My generation" "# My generation, baby #" "And again!" "[Cheering]" "[Glass breaks]" "[Glass smashes]" "[Starts engine]" "Dave?" "Leave it out, Jim." "Give us a break." "Sorry, John, eh?" "Get in there." " Dave!" " What?" "What are you doin'?" "What d'you think?" "0h, yeah?" "Where've I seen that face before?" " You all right?" " Yeah, get in there!" "Piss off, will ya?" "Sorry, sorry." "Shut the door!" "0i!" "[Shouts of complaint]" "Jimmy!" "Whoo-hoo!" "Jim!" "Great!" "[Car horn]" "[Man] What is this?" "What's going on?" "[Woman] Look at my plants!" "# Every year is the same" "# And I feel it again" "# Bottom's up, no chance to win" "# Leaves start fallin'" "# Come down is callin'" "# Loneliness starts sinking' in" "# But I'm one" "# I am one" "# And I can see that this is me" "# And I will be" "# You'll all see I'm the one #" "Eh?" "[Screams]" "'Ere." "And the paper." "Thank you." "Take that to Mr Phelps." "That's for Phelpsy, eh?" " 'Ere." " You're late." "The letters..." "[Vomiting]" "Saw the rounds yesterday, Michael." "For people like you, Phil, eh?" "I'd like you to look at them." "Sure, what's the problem?" "Well, the overall campaign's going well." "Seen the posters?" "Yes." "Gorgeous tart." "[Vomiting]" "The trouble is, the clients are getting over-greedy." "As usual." "They want to corner the entire youth market." "Cut right across the groupings" "It's all right with A's and B's..." "[Jim coughing] ...young managers, graduates, that type of person." "It's C's and D's I'm worried about." "It's a bit up-market for them." "I'll look at it for you, Simon." "With pleasure." " 2:30 all right?" " Fine." "You don't think this lung cancer talk will make a difference?" "No, young people..." "[Jim coughing]" "They're not worried." "Glad I gave it up." "[TV] Pychopathic, that's what it was" "[TV] Pychopathic, that's what it was" " I thought something's wrong..." " Shut up and listen to me." "[TV] Your next assignment is to get Sir Thomas Weller." "[TV] You bonkers?" "He's the guv... 0w!" "[TV] What, no lolly?" "Where you been?" "Fell asleep on the train." "I wound up in bloody Neasden." "Ridin' about on them motorbikes all night, I'm not surprised." "It's not normal." "[TV] A nice quiet piece of scenery and kick him to a pulp." "0h, yeah?" "What's normal, then?" "What's that?" "[Engine outside]" "Hello, Jim." "Thought I'd just pop by, like." "You don't mind, do you?" "No, I don't mind." "Come in." "Cheers." "What's the matter, then?" "She's misfiring' a bit." " Yeah?" " Yeah." "It's your plug." "Got some tools on the bike, hold up." "[Engine turns and fades]" "It'll break your bleedin' leg off, that." "No wonder you wear those boots." "It's the best bike ever made." "I've got a ton, five out of that." "Better than that poxy hairdryer." " 0h, yeah?" " Yeah." "Well, that isn't it, is it?" "I mean, it isn't the bikes, is it?" "It's the people." "And people riding these are states, third class tickets." "Do what?" "Rockers, all that greasy hair and clobber." "It's diabolical." "I don't give a monkey's arsehole about mods and rockers." "Underneath, we're all the same, ain't we?" "Nah, Kev, that's it." "I don't wanna be the same as everybody else." "That's why I'm a mod, see?" "I mean, you gotta be somebody, ain't you?" "0r why not jump in the sea and drown?" "That's why I joined the army, to be different." "To get away from all this." "Wherever you go, there's always some cunt who wants to push you about." "Run it, please!" "Two bob." "I'll see you." "Two fives." "Hey!" "Nah, that's bollocks." "Three of a kind don't beat that." " It does." " Who says?" "I do!" "He's right you know, Harry." "Will you run it, please?" "[Film] I was late." "She was waiting in the wrong place." "And by the time I found her..." "Did you get us some blues, then?" "I'll have to see, won't I?" "I dunno." "[Romantic piano music]" "[Jim] 0ne card." "[Jim] Down and dirty." "Make a mod out of you yet, Harry, eh?" "I don't think, though, they make Levis in your size." "Bollocks." "[Romantic music continues]" " [Jim] Is it me?" " [Harry] Yeah." "[Jim] All right." " [Des] Threes." " [Harry] Threes." "Two bob." "I'm out." "Yeah, so am I. You're a fuckin' jammy bleeder, Cooper." "You're gettin' chicken, Des." "Look, I only had an ace." "[Laughs]" "I gotta go to Broadwick Street now." "Take some stuff up there." "[Mr Fulford] Will you run that film again, please?" "Yeah, yeah, yeah." "0h, yeah, Des." "I don't like to be cruel." "Take it all back." "Nah, it's yours." "You won it." "That's the ten bob I owe you." "[Des laughs]" "Fuck off!" "I ain't carrying all that fuckin' change about!" "Take it or leave it, me son." "Take it or leave it." "I'll see you later, Harry." "See you, Des." "Er, Mr Cale sent me to collect some stuff for Broadwick Street." "Yes, we've been waiting for you for over an hour." "Yeah?" "Come on, that stuff's got to be over there fast." "F.A.S.T." "[Imitates engine]" "Watch the cloth, moth." "[Man] Tacky little herbert." " You want to hear it?" " Yeah." "Number two." "[Music plays softly]" "[Sighs] 0h, boy!" "What you gonna do tonight?" "Wait for a call, I suppose." "[Steph] Listen, I'll see you later, all right?" "Bye!" "Wotcha, Jimmy." "What you doing here, then?" " Waiting for you." " Yeah?" "What for?" " To give you a lift." " Great." " Steph?" " What?" "You goin' to Brighton this weekend?" " Yeah, you?" " 'Course I am." "Who you goin' with?" "Pete's taking me." "Gonna be good, innit?" "Yeah." "Good." "You and Pete gettin' a bit strong, then?" "No, course not." "He's a laugh, that's all." "Bit flash though, ain't he?" "I wouldn't be with him otherwise, would I?" "Nah." "S'pose not." "You jealous?" "'Course I ain't." "Nah?" "That's a pity, I thought you was." "[Bell rings, cheering]" "[Bells ring]" "[Jim laughs]" "[Chalky laughs]" "[Buzzer]" "It's a technique!" "All right, boys?" "So what we gonna do about pills?" "If we're goin' to Brighton, we'll need bloody millions." "I wanna get out me head." "That's not difficult with your little monkey brain." "Bollocks!" "Get some rockers off their heads, knock 'em off!" "I was thinkin' about getting a gun." "Don't talk bloody daft!" "I'm gettin' my suit tomorrow." "0nly 'cause you wanna screw Steph." " No!" " Hey, Jim!" "Hey!" "Hey!" "Hey!" "Go outside!" "We're goin', ain't we." "0h, let's go, then." "[All mutter disdainfully]" "The rolls have got scabs on 'em!" "[Cheering and laughter]" "Shit." " Get off it a sec." " Spider!" "[Jim] What's up, then?" " Dunno." " Breakdown?" "[Spider] Must be the points." " See you there." " Yeah." "Ten minutes." "[Dave] You'd do better to catch a bus!" "[Spider] We will, then!" "Shit." "What's up with it?" "How am I supposed to bleeding' know?" "# Met him on a Monday and my heart stood still" "# Da do ron ron ron, da do ron ron" "# Somebody told me that his name was Bill" "# Da do ron ron ron, da do ron ron #" "[Motorbikes approaching]" "0h, shit!" "What's up?" "Your mother's hairdryer blown up, has it?" "Rubber band busted?" " Yeah." " No, let's fix it." "Hold on, we don't do nothin' for nothin'." "Why don't you piss off?" "Bloody leave us alone." "Hold on, Lenny, they don't want our help." "Are you the boy or the girl?" "It's hard to tell with you lot." "This one." "Give us a kiss." "Piss off!" "[Girl] You bastards!" "This one's the bird!" "[Girl screams] Bugger off!" " [Girl] Spider!" " Let's go!" "Spider!" "So long, suckers!" "[Car horn]" "Fuck off!" "[Spider] Bloody hell." "[Sobbing]" "# Yeah, my heart stood still" "# Yes, his name was Bill" "# Yeah, and when he walked me home... #" "Lads, I've just seen Spider outside." "He's taken a kicking!" "Some rockers have had him!" " You're joking?" " He's outside on the stairs." "[Dave] Come on!" "Spider?" "You all right, yeah?" "What's this about rockers kickin' you in?" "I'm gonna murder the bleedin' scum!" "You lot!" "Come on!" "[Dave] Stay there, right?" " What we gonna do?" " Fucking kill 'em!" " Right!" "Come on!" " Are you with me?" "[All shout angrily] Murder!" "# Yes, he looked so fine" "# Yes, I made him mine" "# And when he walked me home" "# Da do ron ron ron, da do ron ron" "There they fuckin' are!" "[Angry shouting]" "[Rocker yells in pain]" "Fuckin' hell!" "Fuckin' have 'im!" "Jim!" "[Dave] You wanted it, didn't you?" "Fuck off!" "Leave 'im alone!" "Leave 'im alone!" " Leg it!" " Fuckin' law'll be here!" "What sort of time d'you call this?" "I haven't got a watch." "Don't come funny, lad." "It's nearly midnight, isn't it?" "I ain't gonna turn into a pumpkin, am I?" "Anyway, you're pissed." "Fuckin'..." "[Mum] What's going on?" "I've been sat up, waiting for you." "I can do without your clever remarks." "[Mum] George!" "Who'd you think you are?" "I don't know." "You tell me, eh?" "You're barmy, that's what." "Staying out all hours." "Gettin' up to God knows what." "Dressing like a bloody freak." "Stand still when I'm talking to you." "I wouldn't be surprised if you're on drugs." " Yeah." " Yeah." "I know what you get up to, your gang." "You've got to be part of a gang." "Got to be a mod." "Haven't you got a mind of your own?" "I'll tell you, you're schizophrenic, you are." "What's that then, eh?" "I'll tell you." "It's somebody like you, who doesn't know where his mind is." "Bloody split personality." "Half your mother's family were the same." "That's where you get it." "Your Uncle Sid was always trying to kill himself." "And when he did it was an accident." "He never knew what he was doing." " What happened to him?" " He got drowned, didn't he?" "Fell down a bleedin' well in the garden." "Go on, get off to bed." "[Knocking on door]" "[Knocking on door]" "[Mum] Jimmy?" "Jimmy!" "Come on, you, you're late as it is." " Jimmy!" " [Mumbles] Don't..." "Come on, wake up." "[Sighs]" "I'm not well, Mum." " What?" " I can't go in." "I'm not well." "0h!" "Something wrong with your head?" "Lying there in your clothes!" "It's not normal." "Well, I can't stand here." "I've gotta get on." "[Shouts] Make sure you go to the doctor for a certificate, hear?" "Yes." "Hang on, what about them blokes Pete was on about?" "What?" "Always got bags of it?" "Straight out the back door of the chemical factory?" "That's fuckin' rubbish." "Just sort of bollocks you'd expect from that flash cunt." "Yeah, but it's worth a try." " I'll try him now." " [Man] Nothing to do?" "All right, George, half a minute." "I'll pick you up later." "Yeah, all right, Jim." "D'you want a push start?" "[Engine starts] No, thanks." "Hey, Jim!" "I'll be me own bike tomorrow." "Eh?" "The scooter's back from the garage." "Burn the arse off your rust bucket." "Any time." "[Dogs bark]" "Butch!" "Jenny!" "It's all right." "Go on, get back in there." "Hello, young Jim. 0n holiday?" "Nah, just fancied the day off." "You'll be a bloody beatnik before you know it." "Ban the bomb and do fuck all." "Poncin' about." "0h, you're all right." "Just you and your Uncle Charlie." "Don't have to bother with a load of cunts." " You know what I mean." " I don't." "No work, no money." "And I like money." "'Ere, Pete, what about Brighton this weekend, eh?" "What about it?" "Er, pills." "We thought you might get hold of some." "Why me?" "I'm not a fuckin' pusher." "No, but you know some blokes who are?" "Not me." "Charlie's mates." "And I'm not gonna start blabbing about mates of Charlie's." "They're fuckin' big." "They don't mess about." "Anyway, don't know why you're worrying'." "Ferdy'll have some." "Well, Ferdy ain't been seen, has he?" "He'll turn up." "Friday, he'll pop up like a jack-in-the-box." "0r a golliwog." "Ain't bloody here, is he?" "[Dave] Cunt." "I wonder where he is?" "I dunno." "This place gives me the shits." "Bleedin' nig-nogs everywhere." "Shut up." "It's like bleedin' Calcutta round 'ere." "Calcutta's in India." "Yeah, West India." "That's where they bleedin' come from, innit?" " Yeah." " What's so funny?" "[Window opens above]" "Just who you lookin' for, Mister?" "[Jim] Is Ferdy in?" "He not here." "Him gone out." "Looking for Ferdy?" "Yeah." "Yeah, yeah." "He's gone out." "0h." "Yeah." "Stitchin' me up an' all, the bloke." "Fuckin'..." "Peter Fenton!" "0h." "Peter!" "Thanks." "Peter Fenton." "Who is it?" "Fuckin' hell, why ring me here?" "[Dave] Listen, you cunt." "Tell us where to find these blokes," " Or we're stuck for Brighton." " 0K." "This time." "Hold this, then." "What for?" "Well, I ain't goin' in there with me parka on." "Jim!" "What d'you want, son?" "Is, er, Harry North about?" "Who are you, then?" "I got a message for him." "Hang about a minute, all right?" "Come through here." "Come through, come through." "Go on, through here." "[Shouting]" "That's him in the grey suit." "Go on, you're all right." "What can I do for you, son?" " Me uncle Charlie." " Who?" "Charlie Fenton, he said..." "You Charlie's boy?" "His nephew, yeah." "His nephew." "What's your name, son?" "Jimmy." "It's a pleasure to meet any one of the Fentons." "D'you wanna drink, son?" "No, thanks." "I gotta get goin' soon." "What can I do for you, then?" "You can talk here." "We're all pals." "Well, I wanted some pills." "0h." "What d'you want?" "Purple Hearts, blues, Dexedrine?" " Some blues." " Some blues?" "I got a tenner." "Not in here, son." "Teddy!" "Come here." "This is Teddy." "Go for a walk with him, he'll do the business." "Here, give my regards to your Uncle Charlie, son." "Pill-head." "Come on, Ronnie!" "Come on, Ron!" "Tosser." "[Whispers] Wotcha." "It's all there." "250, it'll see us through till Christmas, eh?" "0ne for the road, eh?" "Come on, hurry up." "[Spits] That ain't a blue!" "It's paraffin!" "We've been done!" "That's my three quid wasted!" "Yeah." "And mine!" "Let's do the bastards' motor." "Right." "Come on!" "Get out the way!" " Come on!" " Go!" "You on?" "[Jim] Wankers!" "Shh." "Go on." "Shove it, man." "Nice one." "You're fuckin' makin' a racket." " Do we have to do this?" " 'Course we do." "We don't wanna leave prints all over, do we?" "My arse." "It's the smell." "Shh." "[Dog barks]" "[Whispers] We must be able to find some pills here, eh?" "Shh!" "[Whispers] 0h, yes!" "[Whispering]" "[Thud followed by giggles]" "[Whispers] Shut up!" " Fucking shut up!" " All right." "Shh." "Shh." "Jim, I just thought." "What?" " Footprints." " Footprints?" "You got lines on your feet, same as your fingers." "Must be thousands of pills here..." "Millions." "Ah, nothing's there, I'm gonna search in here..." "I'm puttin' me socks on." "I ain't stupid." "[Whispers] Police!" "Lads, look at these!" "Johnnies!" "Fuckin' hundreds of 'em!" "Chuck us some packets!" "You got something planned tonight?" "'Course I have." "0h!" "Yellows." "Chalky, what you doin'?" "Give us a hand, eh?" "Not takin' no chances, am I?" "[Dave and Chalky laugh]" "[Jim] Come on!" "Shut up!" "Get down to it, eh?" "A-ha!" "Found 'em!" "They're blues!" "I found some blues." "There's not many." "Perhaps someone's been nicking' 'em." "[Telephone rings] [Jim] Fuckin' hell!" "[Chalky] Hang on." "Chalky, come on!" "I'm just gettin' something' for me mum." "I'm droppin' all the blues!" "Just get out!" " [Man] Right..." " 0ne and tuppence?" "0K, you behave yourself tonight, 0K?" "I'll try." "I'll try and behave myself tonight." "Yeah, I'm flyin'!" "Terrific, ain't they?" "Did we have it off or what?" " Hi." " We done your chemist's." " You didn't?" " Yeah." "I was gonna phone." "Why didn't you?" "I know where everything is." "Here y'are." "Got you a Pepsi." " And a present." " What is it?" "You nicked 'em, didn't you?" "You're handling stolen goods." "I'll give you some more." "Listen, d'you fancy taking' me home later?" "What about Pete, then?" "I'll worry about Pete." "But if you tell him, I'll never ever speak to you again, right?" "Don't worry." "I won't tell him." "And I'm still gonna down to Brighton with him." "Yeah." "I've said I would, haven't I?" "Yeah, I s'pose so." "[Jim] # Girl, you really got me now" "[Jim] # Girl, you really got me now" "# You got me so I can't sleep at night" "# You really got me." "Whoo!" "# Really got me." "Whoo!" "# Really got me." "Whoo!" "# Please..." "Ah, cheers." "How much you get?" "Mr Fulford mentioned your unexplained absence yesterday." "Like what?" "Like, don't do it again." "Unless you want to hear him read the riot act?" "I take it you don't." "I'd rather be dead, Mr Cale." "All right. 0ff you go." "You too, Alec." "Have a nice weekend!" "[Chatter]" "The only way you'll keep that up is with lacquer." " No, no lacquer." " Just a little?" "No, poofs wear lacquer." "[Danny] I wear lacquer." "That's what I mean, innit?" " There y'are." " Cheers." "That's all right." "My bird'll pull that back." "Long as that's all she pulls." "All right." "The usual miracle?" "Careful, I've got a rash." "You know how the hair falls?" "Goes down the back." " All right." " Know what I mean?" " See you, Dan." " Yeah." "Brighton tomorrow!" "Yeah, see you there." "Mum?" "Mum?" "Where've you put them old newspapers?" "You're not gonna make my carpets wet again?" "Nah, I've wrung 'em out this time." "They're under the sink." "Gordon Bennett!" "What have you got on?" "Is this some kind of new fashion thing I haven't heard about?" "Sopping wet trousers?" "They're Levis." "Never mind what they are, they're bleedin' wet!" "You gotta shrink 'em on you, so they fit right." "[Dad] He's definitely gettin' worse." "[The Who on TV]" "# I can go anyway" "# (Way I choose)" "# I can live anyhow" "# (Win or lose)" "# I can go anywhere... #" "What's this rubbish, then?" "Ready, Steady, Go!" "Ready what?" "Ready, Steady, Go!" "Ready, steady, go?" "Bunch of louts." "[Dad laughs]" "Bloody moron." "I suppose they wear wet jeans and all?" "Eh?" "I..." "Is that how you're supposed to play a guitar now, then?" "Eh?" "0h, gawd help us." "Here, have you seen this?" "[Mum] I haven't got time for that rubbish." "[Dad] I can sing better than that little ape." "You call that singing?" "Sounds like a drowned dog!" "That'll make you deaf, you know." "[Radio] Gerry  the Pacemakers." "The Animals are next." "This is Big L, 266." "[Electronic voice] Wondefrul Radio London." "Whoopee!" "Good morning, it's 6.01." "Here are the main points in the news." "After yesterday's conference session the Colonial Secretary commented that he hoped for independence in Aden in a year." "The Bank Holiday started in earnest last night, with motorists taking advantage of the fine weather, heading towards the South Coast resorts." "Traffic was reported heavy on the A127, the Southend road, and there were jams southbound on the M1, causing long delays." "Shopkeepers in the Brighton area, fearing a reoccurrence of disturbances by groups of rival youths in other resorts, were putting up shutters last night." "A spokesman said, while they weren't expecting any trouble they were going to be prepared..." "[Happy chatter and laughter]" "Show off!" "Fuck off!" "He thinks he's Davey Crockett!" "Give us a mirror!" "Piss off!" "Chalky!" "Hold the bike." "Hey, Chalky!" "Chalky!" "Chalky, you all right?" "Chalky!" "Yeah, I'm all right" "Anything broken?" "Nah." "Shame, eh?" "Shame." "Nah, it looked good from back there. [Laughs]" "Don't take the piss, I nearly broke me fuckin' neck." "You're all right." "We'll get 'em, right?" " Fuckin' grease monkeys." " Follow us up." "Told you I'd burn you." " See you, Chalk!" " Hang on!" " See you down there!" " See ya!" "# Get out and don't come back" "# Get out and don't come back" "# Get out and don't come back" "# Get out and don't come back" "# Don't come back" "# Don't come back" "Look at that!" "That is Brighton, my sons." "[Cheering]" "[Chatter]" "Terrific!" "All right, lads!" "Nice one!" "John!" "Ace!" "Here they are!" "[Steph] Whoo!" "Hi!" "What about this?" "Everyone's here." "This is great!" "Great?" "Brilliant!" "Hey, look!" "There's Bonzo!" "Bonzo?" "Bonzo!" "Bonzo!" "When'd you get down here, then?" "About half an hour ago." "We left before it was light." " What's it like?" " Dark, weren't it?" "Look at him!" "Don't he look smart." "[Jim] Wallop!" "[Steph] Look at the scooter!" "[Jim] That is ace!"