" Evening, Mr. Nobbs." " Miss Dawes." " Good evening, Albert." " Mrs. Baker." "All right girls..." "No finger-marks on the knife-blades, please!" "Well, Helen Dawes, what are you grinning about?" "Nothing, Mrs. Baker." "Sorry, Mrs. Baker." "Good evening, Mr. and Mrs. Moore." "Your table awaits." "Thank you." "What sweet roses, Nobbs." "You always remember." "Madam." " Milady." " Good evening, Mrs. Baker." "Such a kind little man." " Who?" " Nobbs." "Right..." " You look gorgeous." " Thank you." "What do you say - the lamb or the beef?" "Do you think we'll be able to tell the difference?" "Good evening." "Dr. Holloran." "Follow me." " There you go." " Thank you." "Have the lamb, Doctor Holloran." "It will melt in your mouth." "The lamb it shall be, Duchess." "Sean, Doctor Holloran will take the lamb." "Yes, Madam." " Will you have the soup?" " I hope it's good." "Sean!" " There's a stain on your tie." " Madam?" "Have a care, Sean." "Last week it was the jacket, tonight the tie." " Yes madam, I'm sorry." " Remember, there are hundreds, hundreds of young men walking the streets of Dublin looking for work." "Young men, Sean." "Good man, Nobbs." " Oh!" "Monsieur et Madame!" " Madame." "Madame, ou est ma verre de I'eau glacé?" "Tout de suite, Monsieur!" "Patrick!" " My Lordship." " Mrs. Baker." "Terribly sorry." "I know we're late, but could you forgive us just this once?" "We're simply famished." "Of course." "Aubrey insisted we walk all the way from Ballsbridge." "Well, My Lady, there's nothing like a brisk walk for giving a body an appetite." "Come along now, your table is set and waiting." "Tell me, how is your mother, dear Lady Yarrell?" " Oh, tip-top, Mrs. B, tip-top." "I certainly hope she will come and visit us soon." "I'm sure she'd be delighted." "So sorry, dear lady..." "No bother at all, Mr. Smythe-Willard" "To be sure." "My friends, we do apologize." "Now, drinks." "Albert!" "Dudley, Dudley, call the brigade!" "My hair's on fire!" "My hair's on fire!" "A long old day, Mr. Nobbs." "Well..." "I won't say no to a nightcap now, sure I wouldn't." "Only I have a drop left, myself..." "Good night, Mr. Casey." "Mr. Nobbs." "Half-a-crown from Mrs. Moore... sixpence from the Doctor, tuppence" " Monsieur Pigot three pence..." "Mrs." "Cavendish, when I brought her stationary..." "Another thruppence from what's his name, the Viscount's friend and a tanner from the Viscount and another from his missus." "Two-and-six, and six and two is eight, and three is eleven, three is one-and-two, and six is one-and-eight, and six is two-and-two, that's four shillings and eightpence." "Ah, Mr. Gilligan-Madam... so good to have had you with us again." "I hope your stay was satisfactory?" "Yes." "Perfectly fine." "Thank you." "For God's sake, man!" "I'm sorry, sir!" "Look what you've done!" "Muddied my boots!" "Defaced my luggage!" "I've never seen such blatant incompetence!" "Are you alright, my dear?" "Does that look all right to you!" "Where's the Manager?" "Where's that fool Sweeney?" "I'm very sorry, Sir." "Yes." "Yes." "Everyone's sorry!" "It's outrageous ineptitude." "Clean up the mess you've made of my boots." "I won't patronize this establishment again and I will urge my friends and acquaintances to do the same, if you keep this man in your employ." "Yes, Mr. Gilligan, sir." " Dismiss him immediately." " Sir, I was..." " Now!" " Yes, sir." "Fine." "Give us the marmalade there, Mr. Donaghue." "It's the marmalade..." "The marmalade, Patrick." "Pass the marmalade to Mr. Casey." "Allways on Tuesdays if I recall correctly." "Thank you, Mr. Nobbs." "God, but isn't he a smasher?" "Who?" "What's-his-name - the Viscount." "Not to mention rich." "Young and handsome, with money and land, that's the kind of man I want." "I'll wear my new blouse tonight and give him an eyeful." "Would you care for a tasty breast of duck, my Lord?" "Pink and succulent, just the way you like it." "That's right, lower yourself." "The likes of him would only take advantage of a girl and then leave her high and dry." "High, maybe, but I wouldn't say dry." "Now, girls, stop this trick-acting and just go on with your breakfast." "It's no trouble at all, mind you." " Morning, all." " Good morning." "Somebody didn't bring me my wake-up cuppa." "I'll have to lodge a complaint with Mrs. Baker." "Morning, Nobbs." "Doctor." "Did you know we have a Lord and Lady staying?" "Is that so." "...what do you think, any chance?" "I'm sorry, there's nothing here." "I was two years at the Ardlane." "Maybe you should have stayed there." "Look, I'll do anything..." "Good morning, Nobbs." "Mistress Milly, Master George." "Bunny!" "..." "Breakfast!" "Shall we wake the girls?" "That hat is very important." "Be careful with that." "Make those sheets nice and clean, good girls." "Are you the fellow for the boiler?" "I'm a boiler man." "Well you certainly took your sweet time in getting here." "Mrs. Baker is waiting inside." "Come on inside." "Follow me." " Misses Baker, madam." " Albert" "Mr. Hubert Page is working in the morning and has come over and asked us for a bed so I've told him he can muddle in with you for one night." "With me, madam?" "Yes, Mr. Nobbs." "With you." " But..." " What?" "What are you trying to say?" "My bed is full of lumps." "Full of lumps!" "Your bed was it was re-picked and buttoned just six months ago!" "What are you talking about?" "So it was, Madam, so it was." "But you see," "I'm a very light sleeper, and me being sleepless might keep Mr. Page awake." "I'm thinking he'd might be better off on a sofa in the coffee room." "On a sofa in the coffee room!" "I don't want to be an inconvenience." "It's a fine night." "I'll keep myself warm with a sharp walk." "You'll do nothing of the kind, Mr. Page!" "Of course, Mrs. Baker." "If Mr. Page is pleased to share my bed, he's welcome, I'm sure." "I should think so, indeed..." "Right, it's settled then." "Mrs. Baker, Madam, the men with the boiler has just arrived." "Have you a letter from Holmans'?" "Holmans?" "The plumbers?" "No." "I thought you said he was from Holmans'?" "Oh, yes..." "I Didn't they give you..." "No, indeed." "I said nothing about Holmans'." "I thought you said they gave you..." "I said I know about boilers." "And do you... know about boilers?" "I do, madam." "I'm an apprenticed boiler-man." "Well, since you're here, you might as well come and have a look at the blessed thing." " Thank you, Polly." " Thanks, madam." "There, now." "It's the bain of our lives." "I'm depending on you to put some manners on it." "We have our costume ball tomorrow so it's of the utmost importance that it's in full working order." "I'll do my best, Madam." "Right then." "Good night, Mr. Mackins." "Jesus!" "You're a woman!" "You won't tell on me, will you Mr. Page?" " I'm on my knees." " Stop that!" "Get up!" "I'm begging you!" "You won't tell on me, Mr. Page!" "And stop a poor woman making a living..." "It would be the end of me!" "I don't want to finish up in the poorhouse!" " Stop blubbering!" " No, no, no." " Get up off the floor!" " No!" "Don't!" "Get a hold of yourself!" "You'll wake the entire fucking hotel!" " You won't tell on me?" " Stop with your noise!" "What were you doing jumping around like that for anyway?" "It was a flea." "I'm a martyr to fleas." "You must have brought one in with you." "I'll be covered in blotches in the morning!" "Alright... alright!" "Just get a hold of yourself." "So why are you dressed like a fellow?" "No one would have suspected me until the day of my death, if it hadn't been for the flea you brought in!" "So..." "Mr. Nobbs... what do you suggest we do now?" "As far as our sleeping arrangements are concerned?" "Any ideas?" "Ah... go on... you take the bed." "I'll go downstairs and find a sofa or something..." " No." " So what then?" "Mrs. Baker will have my hide if she finds out you didn't sleep here." " You take the bed." " Where will you sleep?" "Here." "I don't mind." " Don't be pathetic!" " No, please!" "I know her." "Just promise you won't tell." "Jesus!" " Alright!" " You promise?" "You won't tell?" "Yes, I will promise anything." "I just need to get some sleep." "Here." "Might as well just make yourself comfortable!" "And that." "I didn't ask to share your bloody bed!" "Oh, should have gone for a walk." "Bloody hell..." "An hour late." "Has 9 rung their bell yet?" "Yes, a while ago." "Good morning, Mr. Nobbs." "How was your new bedfellow?" "I couldn't sleep." "Now I'm late." "Well I wouldn't worry with that about being late for one morning." "Good morning, Mr. Nobbs." "Good morning, Mr...?" "Page." "Hubert Page." "Charmed to meet you." "He's a shy one, our Mr. Nobbs." "Oh, i know." "I'll bring the children's." "Mr. Nobbs...?" "Mrs. Moore." "She prefers roses." "Lilies make her sneeze." "Oh..." "I see...?" "Yes... well." "I heard yourself and Mr. Page chattering away into the small hours." "He's a fine man, he is." "Who?" "Mr. Page." "Is he married?" "We didn't discuss that sort of thing." "Then what did "we" discuss?" "Horses." "Yes." "Backing horses." "Mr. Page is agreat one for..." "for racing... and so on." "For horses..." "A... a... cup of tea, Mr. Page?" "Do you know, Mr. Nobbs, I believe this house runs on tea." "I must have been offered three or four cups of it already this morning." "Well, I wanted to..." "Will I take something in to Mr. Page?" "Oh, yes, good girl." "He wants to work through and finish early." "I declare, the smell of paint from that laundry room is making me feel sick." "Oh, is it the morning sickness, is it?" "You just think you are the funniest thing on earth, Helen Dawes." "So, everyone, this is Mr. Joe Mackins." "He has worked all night long and believe it or not, he has tamed that boiler of ours!" "Oh, thank God for that!" "Now I've been thinking that we need a strong man about the house," "So I have asked Mr. Mackins to stay on." " Mr. Nobbs!" " Madam." "After Mr. Mackins has had something to eat, would you show him to the yard room." "Yes, madam." "Welcome to Morrison's, Mr. Mackins!" "Mrs. Baker has been talking about a party tomorrow?" "It's our fancy-dress ball." "We have it every year." "We don't dress up." "It's only for the guests." "That's a shame." "Where are you from, then?" " Where are you from?" " Cork?" "Cork?" "Are you mad, are you?" "I'm from Galway, of course." "I declare to my granny, if you don't know the difference...!" "Cork, Galway... it's all the same to a Dublin man." "Oh, a Jackeen, are you?" "Never would have known?" "Born and bred in Sheriff Street, where no sheriff was ever known to venture." "What delicacy have you got for me this time, Mister Nobbs?" "Don't worry." "Your secret is safe with me." "It's just that I'm afraid... you see..." "in case Mrs. Baker..." "Mr. Nobbs." " You're back." " Tea-time." "Jesus, Mary and Joseph!" "Not more tea!" "Do you want to hear my story?" "It's not much to tell." "I was married to a house-painter, as it happens, a drunk and a bully." "One night he came home scuttered and gave me the usual fighting," "Only this time he rounded it off with an almighty kick, and that was the end of that." "What did you do?" "I took his things, and I left." "This is his work-coat," "I've kept it, all these years, to remember him by, the fucking waster." "So you're still... married." "I am." "Her name is Cathleen." "Girls, it's time to start the dinner." "Hubert Page - have you dealt with that damp patch yet?" "You're a terrible slave driver, Mrs. Donaghue, so you are." "And you're just a big ladies man." "So you married... a woman?" "I met a girl as lonely as myself." "We fixed up to get a place, sharing the rent and all that." "She had her dressmaking," "I had my work." "But people began to talk, so... we got married." "What's your name?" "Albert." "Your real name." "Albert." "Listen, Mr. Page, I hear tell you're a betting man." "Have you a tip for Leopardstown tomorrow?" "I'm in need of a winner." "I lost my shirt on Lightning Lad in the Gold Cup." "Ligtning, my arse!" "You did a grand job, Mr. Page." "For your salubrious." "Thank you, madam." "If only I could afford to have the whole place done!" "Could you possibly tell me in your expert opinion... how much do you think it would cost?" "To paint the whole interior?" "Indeed." "Oh, well then..." "Eh..." "let me think." "Well, it's all this end here... the coffee room..." "Is that the dinning room?" "Yes." "How many guest floors?" " Two." " Two." "Well, it's only an estimate, but" "I'd say it couldn't be done for under two-hundred pounds." "Two-hundred!" "Oh, my!" "Well, aren't I the dreamer!" "I can't even afford a new boiler." " Good night, Mr. Page." " Good night, madam." "I'll dream of more salubrious rooms." "Jesus!" " Mr. Page!" " God almighty!" "You scared the be Jesus out of me!" " How did you manage it?" " What?" "To marry?" "Easy!" "You could do it yourself." "Waiter!" "Mr. Moore, Sir?" "Mrs. Moore and I would like a glass of sherry before dinner." "Fetch a couple of glasses up to the room, will you?" "Yes, sir." "It's been a pleasure, Mrs Donaghue." "But... when did he tell his wife he was a woman?" "Before the wedding?" "Or after?" "Did she say her wife was a milliner?" "Sean!" "What in the name of God you're doing letting our PATRICK up there?" "Come along down slowly..." "Mr. Mackins!" "Mr. Mackins, help us!" "Oh, my!" "Patrick, what are you doing up those ladders?" "Allright, now everyone back to work." "Oh, wonderful!" "Ladies..." "Ladies and gentlemen, your attention, please!" "I now call upon the mistress of the house to open the ball." "Mrs. Margaret Baker!" "Come on, bunny, bunny!" "Get out!" " Albert, my good man!" " Doctor." "Why aren't you in fancy-dress?" "Me, Sir?" "But I'm a waiter." "And I'm a doctor!" "We are both disguised as ourselves!" "That's a good one, eh?" "Tell me your name?" "What's your name?" "You're hurting me." "Wait...!" "Helen." "Helen Dawes." "Dr. Holloran..." "Give me that now." "Stop!" "Five hundred and fourteen pounds, seventeen shillings and sixpence." "Now... seven pense." "And... one..." "two... three-farthings." "In six months, I could have sixhundred pounds..." "Doctor." "Your morning cuppa, Sir." "Suffering God, Albert, what was I drinking last night?" "Your tea, Sir?" "Your Bushmills." "Oh, good man, Nobbs, let's have a drop, shall we, for an eye-opener." "Oh, that's good." "Oh, dear!" "Everything all right, Albert?" "Sir?" "Something on your mind?" "Oh, no!" "No, sir." "Well..." "Sir, the fact is, I've been thinking." "Oh, thinking are you." "Yes, sir." "I've been thinking" "I might purchase a little business." "A business!" "Fancy that." "What kind of a business?" "Perhaps... a little shop..." "What kind of a shop?" "I've been thinking, maybe tobacco." "Oh, yes, a tobacconist's, now, that would suit a man." "But a woman could serve at the counter." "Yes, indeed." "A woman could." "You're not thinking of taking a wife are you, Nobbs?" "Who's the lucky lady?" " Good morning, Dr. Holloran." " Good morning, Mary." "Good morning, Mr. Nobbs." "Get that out of you way there?" "Women...!" ""TOBACCONIST" " A. Nobbs"" "Two counters... one for tobacco... and things... the other for sweetmeats." "There's a door behind... leading to the parlor... the wife's parlor." "But where do Hubert and Cathleen sleep?" " Need a hand there, Mr. Nobbs?" " No." "All right, don't lose your rag." "Lovely to see you again, ladies." " We'll be back." " Thank you, Mrs. Baker." "There now, Albert will look after you." "Now she can have a clock on a marble chimneypiece." "DRESSMAKER" "Yes?" "Mr. Nobbs." "I was passing by..." "Come in, come in!" "Cathleen, this is Mr. Nobbs." "Mr. Nobbs, my wife." "Mrs. Page." "Pleased to meet you, Mr. Nobbs." "Well now, we were just about to have a bit of dinner, Mr. Nobbs?" " Will you join us?" " Oh, no." "Thank you, Mrs. Page," "I wanted to give you this..." "You left it in my... in the room." "You came all this way, just to give me this!" "It's the button from my work-coat!" "I didn't have another one to match!" "You have averted a veritable tragedy, Mr. Nobbs." "For that you must certainly stay and have your dinner with us." "Hubert, you take Mr. Nobbs's coat and hat, and not have him standing there like a stranger!" "I thought she'd be... different." "Cathleen?" "In what way?" "She's... real." "Oh, she's real, all right!" "So, you've been thinking about my Cathleen, have you?" "Or, have you might find a Cathleen of your own?" "Sit down." "I thought you'd be dressed as a woman at home." "And what if a neighbour passing by happened to look in the window?" "So you never wear a dress?" "It's safer, this way." "But I don't need to tell you that!" "And anyway... it's not like we've robbed a bank or killed someone." "I never gave you the chance to tell your story." "So, why don't you tell me now." "I don't know the beginning..." "I was a bastard..." "Mrs. Nobbs, the woman who was paid to raise me, she knew who I was, but she never told me." "Maybe she would have one day, but she died suddenly." "Without telling you who you are?" "Yes." "She gave me a picture of a lady she said was my mother and she hinted, more than once, that my people were grand folk." "I got a convent education because of a big allowance from my mother's family." "But one day, the Reverend Mother told us that my mother was dead and that we'd have to leave..." "So we went to live in Seven Dials, and had to go and find work." "I thought I'd die living among such rough people." "They were poor, living like animals, indecently..." "Life without decency is unbearable." "Then Mrs. Nobbs died..." "And you were what age?" "Fourteen." "So you decided to become a man?" "One night... there was... there was five of them... they caught me and... they pulled me apart..." "it was under the stairs... they hurt me... and then they left me there." "Soon after that," "I heard there was to be a big dinner at the Freemason's Hall, and that they were short of waiters." "Back then, my figure was just right for a waiter's." "So I managed to get it." "A second hand suit of clothes... an evening suit." "I didn't think they'd hire me, but they were shorthanded and I got the job." "I was paid ten shillings." "And that was it." "Since then, I've served round the tables of all the biggest places in London, Manchester," "Liverpool." "Then I came to Morrison's..." "Right, you men, up you get, before everything on the table is stonecold!" ""Oh, very salubrious, Mr. Page, very salubrious!" Salubrious?" "!" "Who does she think she is, the Queen of England?" "Oh, I'd love to get a squint at her, the old trout!" "It must be nice though, Mr. Nobbs, working in a hotel." "Always something happening, something to give you a laugh." "Yesterday Sean Casey fell down the coal-hole steps." "And who may I ask is Sean Casey?" "One of the waiters." "And did he hurt himself?" " He got a black eye." " A black eye." "In the coal-hole!" "You're funny." "You'd better learn how to do this, if you're going to open a tobacco shop." "We were speaking of Morrison's... that Helen Dawes." "She's a fine girl." "She's the life of the place, she is." "Helen, is it?" "That's not the first time that name has been heard in this house, Mr. Nobbs." "Hubert took quite a shine to her, didn't you, now?" "Well..." "Look at you, you're all thumbs." "Give it here to me." "I'm just saying, you know, if one day you should take it into your head to run off to America, i might indeed try my luck with Miss Dawes." "How can you deny that sweet little face and all those lovely blonde curls." "Gorgeous." "Try your luck, is it." "I wouldn't be getting my hopes up, Hubert Page cause I have no intention of budging from this spot." "There you go, Mr Nobbs!" "The shop is a sound idea, Albert." "And you've been shrewd the way you've saved up money, all these years." "I don't have enough yet." "You have it all stashed under the mattress, is it Mr Nobbs?" "Easy now, little fellow!" "Bring a little water." "You're all right?" "My Dad, now there was a boozer, a fierce hoor for the drink." "None of us ever slept, we'd be lying there, shivering with the fright, waiting for him to come home," "knowing that if he did, there'd be no place to hide." "Then he'd get up in the morning with no memory of having beat the stuffing out of us the night before." "You know what kept me from killing him?" "What?" "The thought of getting on a boat and hopping it to America." "ALBERT NOBBS Tobacconist" " Good evening, Miss Dawes." " Evening, Mr. Nobbs." "Miss Dawes," "I was wondering, Miss Dawes if you would care to come out for a walk." "Pardon me, Mr. Nobbs?" "I'm off duty at three tomorrow and if you're not engaged..." "'Engaged'?" "No, I'm not engaged, Mr. Nobbs." "But are you asking me to "walk out" with you?" "I am." "Well..." "Well the thing is, I'm walking out with Joe Mackins." "I don't know what he'd say if I started walking out with you, as well." "Ah, yes!" " Good night, Miss Dawes." " Mr. Nobbs." "He asked you to go for a walk?" "!" "That's a good one." "The sly old dog!" "Why don't you go for a walk with the charmer, then?" "What?" "Yeah, why not?" "There's a whiff of money off him." "Maybe he can take you out." "Have a good time!" "And what about you?" "I'm not the jealous type." "Come here to me, Helen Dawes." "If he lays a hand on you, I'll wring his scrawny neck, so help me I will!" "Poke him up." "See what he's after." "Get him to take you somewhere fancy." "Get him to buy you something sweet..." "like yourself." "Be sure not to keep him waiting." "Not for me - oh no, not for Joseph." "Were you afraid I wasn't coming?" "Not very." "Did you see that one?" "Did you see that dress?" "Five guineas if it was a penny." " Five guineas?" " At least." "Oh, Lord, I love the smell of roasting coffee." "Would you like to go in?" "All right." "Look at the chocolates!" "Aren't they gorgeous?" "I'm afraid they'd cost a lot." "Oh, well... we'll go somewhere else... somewhere cheaper." "No, please." "May I help you?" "We'd like some chocolate, please." "What kind of chocolate?" "Just chocolate." "Dark chocolate?" "Milk chocolate?" "Creams?" "Caramels?" "Nougat?" "Nuts?" "No, a box of chocolates." "To take with us." "Oh, to take with you..." "And not something to drink?" "No." "A..." "BOX..." "OF..." "CHOCOLATES!" " One of those." " Which one?" " Which one?" " That one with the two ladies." "No, no, wait... that one, with the soldier and the lady." "Wait, I can't decide!" "...then my Dad died, and I had to go out to work." "First I was in service, then I served behind the counter in a shop for a while." "In a shop?" "Yes." "In a draper's." "Treated like dirt by any bloody bitch with sixpence to spend." "Where did you live?" "I had my own room." "Above the shop?" "Yes, above the shop." "Do you know what, Mr. Nobbs," "I think you are the strangest man I've ever met." "Chocolates-three and sixpence." "If every time we walk out is to cost three and six... fourteen shillings per month." "Twice, that is twenty-eight shillings a month... two boxes a week..." "At this rate... sixteen pounds six shillings a year." "Oh Lord!" "Perhaps I'd only need to court her for three months...?" "Here." "Is this the best you could do?" "At least he bought me something!" "Oh, look at you Miss high-and-mighty." "Lord Albert put ideas in your head, did he?" "You should have seen him pay for it." "Blood from a turnip." "He must be sweet on you then, eh?" " Next time..." " Next time?" "!" "Ask him for a bottle of something." "What sort of something?" "Whisky." "A good bottle of malt." "I like a drop of malt." "Say it's for your brother." "I haven't got a brother." "He won't know that." "I've walked out before, but never with the likes of Albert Nobbs." "He's a freak, is what he is." "He has manners, at least." "Not like some people I could mention." "His manners won't get you to America now, will they?" "What?" "I may not have manners, but I swear I'm getting us out of here." "There's no hope for us here, Helen." "None." "All my life I've dreamed of getting out and nothing is going to stop me." "America's the only place for people like me." "Over there, I'd learn fast and work hard." "And we could have a life!" "Will you chance it with me?" "Will you!" "Yes." "I love you, Joe." "I love you!" "Why are we going this way?" "You'll see." "Can we not stop and have a cup of tea somewhere?" "My heels are raw, we've walked that far." "What's this?" "Just imagine." "Blue door, cream walls inside, nice curtains on the upstairs windows." "Up there a sign:" "TOBACCONIST Albert Nobbs" "What do you think?" "It's big enough for a shop and for... for people to live above." "It's a very desirable property, and can only appreciate, the agent said so." "In fifteen years, it will fetch three times what it's worth now." "Sell up then, move to some place by the sea..." "I've always wanted to live by the sea." "You haven't moved in and you've already got yourself retired." "But I just..." "I just wanted to show it to you." "You ask me to come out with you." "You walk me off my feet, and we end up in this back-alley!" "I've spent my life trying to get out of holes like this." "Helen?" "Helen!" "Please take me back." "I'm tired." "Thanks for the bottle." "And the hat." "Oh yes... thank you!" "Where does he live?" "Who?" " Your brother." " My brother?" "Oh!" "My brother!" "In... in..." "Mallow." "But he often comes up to Dublin." "Joe!" "Joe!" "Joe Mackins!" "You nearly made me wet myself." " Here." " What's this?" "Well well..." "So His Nibs coughed up, did he?" "This is good stuff!" "Good girl." "Now see if you can screw a few quid out of him." "A few quid?" "The first one's allways the hardest." "But after that, it's like shelling peas." "You don't know Albert Nobbs if you think we can get him to pay our way out of here." "He wouldn't give you the steam off his water!" "He bought you those chocolates, didn't he?" "And now this?" "Oh and the hat." "See you got him hooked?" "Has he tried any...?" " What?" " You know." "Next time you go out with him, work him up a bit, see of what he's made of." "See if there's a sting in him." "I'm not going out with him anymore." "How else we gonna get to America?" "You have to walk out with him as long as there is a bob in his pocket, and you have a hand to pull it out." "Come back tonight?" "Should I tell her before we're married?" "Or save it for the wedding night?" "But she might call the police, who'd take us both to the station!" "If only I'd been able to ask Hubert how she did it!" "She was like this when we came in." "Is she going to die?" " Has anyone else been here?" " No, only us." "Leave her with me." "And wash your hands, all of you Scrub them in carbolic." "Mother of God, is it the fever, is it...?" "Go on!" "Don't say anything to anybody." "I'll talk to Mrs. Baker." "And wash your hands!" "Never mind!" "Amelia, for God's sake...!" "Come on!" "Monsieur Pigot!" "Monsieur Pigot, I insist that you not leave without paying your bill." "Send it on." "But where is my man?" "Where is my Patrick!" "Why isn't he here?" "Who are you?" "Everything is impossible!" "But there's only one girl who died and she was sick before she came here." "This is my livelihood." "I'm sorry!" "This is the way I earn my living!" "You destroy me!" "CLOSED TYPHOID FEVER" "Mr. Nobbs?" "Joe..." "There's something I have to tell you." "What's that, then?" "Is it something I want to hear?" "I'm expecting." "I'm gonna have a baby." "I'm sorry." "I'll take care of you." "Don't you worry." "Come here." "Come here." "I'm ruined... finished!" "You do have a great gift for exaggeration, Duchess." "I am?" "I'm mortgaged up to my ears and I have an office full of unpaid bills." "If the guests are afraid to return..." "Come on, Madge, you'll rise again." "I surely would have perished without you!" "Good morning, Mr. N!" "Sweet Jesus and all the saints in heaven..." "Mr. Nobbs!" "Will you eat something?" "Have you some porridge?" "Yes, of course." "Mr. Nobbs!" "Thank the Lord you're well again!" "Is Helen safe?" "Oh yes, she's all right." "Blooming you could say." "The fever never touched her." "And, the others?" "My Patrick..." "My Patrick is gone!" "Hundreds of others in town." "We don't even know how many in the country." "What am I going to do?" "Mr. Page... the two of us could always set up together..." "I mean... perhaps we could pool our money and buy a bigger shop." "We could run it together." "Just like you and Cathleen did." "You could keep at the house painting, and I could run the shop." "What are you saying?" "Perhaps..." "I could live here..." "like Cathleen." "Neither of us would be alone." "You can't just..." "She was my world." "We loved each other." "Come with me." "She made them all herself." "They are very beautiful." "I can't remember what it's like." "Albert you don't have to be anything but who you are." "Look at how you have survived all these years." "You've worked hard, you've saved your money." "So if you want to go out and find someone to start a new life with then you go out and find that person." " I didn't say that, Joe!" " Well I'm not deaf, am I!" "I know what you said." "You couldn't help yourself!" " Why would I ever say that?" " Because it's what you think." "¿quién es la afortunada?" " It's not fair, Joe!" " Tell me what's fair." "Tell me, tell me, tell me what you think it's fair." "I'm all fucking ears." "Nothing in this whole bloody place!" "That's what!" "Good job." "Good, good job." "Are you all right, Mr. N?" "Are you all right?" "She's not worth it, you know." "She's just full of that Joe Mackins." "And he's a waster, if ever I met one." "And he's pushed her in the family way." "And now they're talking about going to America." "It's completely show." "Mark my words!" "He'll never take her." "Not now!" "Not ever!" "It's a pity this place isn't nearer Morrison's." "You think we'd be let out to walk in it if it was?" "It'd be Lord and Lady Snot swanking it up and down the grass," "Not you and me." "You and Joe have been down to the sea, haven't you?" "And what if we have?" "Well, it's just that I don't think it's right for a girl to be keeping company with two fellows." "And I thought..." "What did you think?" "That you didn't care for me enough." "Enough for what?" "!" "We've been walking out, so-called, for awhile now." "It's not natural to be just talking, never wanting to put your arm around a girl's waist." "But that's for when we're married..." "Married?" "!" "This is the first time you said anything about getting married." "I've put a deposit on the shop." "A hundred pounds." "The agent says he has another offer and that we have until Monday to decide." "After that we'll loose the deposit." ""We"?" "We'll make a great success of our shop." "People will be coming to see us, and having tea with us in the parlor..." "And our wedding will be a great..." "wonder." "A great wonder?" "Oh, it would be that, all right!" "Sometimes I think you're soft in the head, did you know that?" "What kind of a man would ask a girl to marry him without ever having so much as kissed her?" "You must not love me if you don't want to kiss me." "I don't wanna marry a man who is not in loved with me." "But..." "I do love you!" "You call that kissing?" "That's the way people in love kiss!" "That's the way Joe Mackins kisses me!" "That's the way I like to be kissed." "I'm going home." "Helen!" "Helen, wait..." "You're a fool of a man!" "If you think me a fool of a man, why did you walk out with me?" "I don't know why!" "I wish I hadn't!" "Anyway, you won't have to worry about that any more." "What do you mean?" "Please Helen, wait!" "What about the shoes and stockings I ordered for you." " What should I do with them?" " I'll take the stockings." " And the shoes?" " And the shoes!" "And you'll wear them when you walk out with Joe Mackins?" "Yes!" "He won't take you to America!" "He'll leave you here." "You and the baby." "He will." "He'll leave you." "No." " He will not leave me!" " You would be safe with me." " He will not leave me." " I will take care of you both." "STOP IT!" "Why do you say that?" "It's snowing." "Don't worry about the hat" "I'll buy you another one." "No!" "Goodbye!" "Your Ladyship!" "How wonderful to see you back." " Miss Shaw..." " Thank you!" "I put you in your usual rooms." "There, now." "Joseph will look after you." "Out of my way!" "Out of my way!" "Hop to it, you lazy fellow!" "Hop to it!" "What's that?" "I never eat anything blue." "Please take it away!" "Am I the last to know?" "I'll throw her out, the brazen hussy." "I'll throw them both out!" "By God I will!" "You'll do no such thing." "I can't do it, Helen." "I hate myself for it, but I can't." "It's the same old story and you know it." "And how many times have you seen it happen?" "It shouldn't have happened!" "But it did happen!" "But it happened to soon!" "It'll change us." "It will change me.." "And I don't wanna be that person, Helen!" "I don't wanna be my fuckin' Dad!" "I can't even fucking read!" "Joe..." "Mr. Nobbs." "What do you want?" "Helen..." "There's nothing more to say." "Please go away!" "Wait!" "Marry me." "I'll take care of the two of you." "You and the child." "He'll never take you to America." "What do you know, you miserable, little prick!" "You were all talk just now." "Say to me what you were saying to her!" "Joe!" "Stop it!" "You won't... you won't..." "take her to America." "That is none of your fucking Goddamned business!" "Joe!" "Stop it!" "DON'T YOU HURT HER!" "DON'T YOU HURT HER!" "Please get a hold of yourself!" "Don't you put your fucking hands on me!" "No, no!" "Please!" "You did this to us!" "You're a boozer, Joe Mackins," " Just like your father." " I'm not like that bastard." "A boozer and a dirty bully!" "GET YOUR PAWS OFF ME, YOU FUCKING NANCY-BOY," "OR I'LL SMASH YOUR FUCKING FACE!" "I don't want you anymore." "I don't want you." " Joe!" " Helen, no!" "No, no, no." "Come with me." "Mr. Nobbs?" "Coal, please." "Lucy, would you go downstairs and get some coal." "A big load of coal." "This has got to be kept red hot." "We have chicken livers, bacon, black pudding, black pudding, prunes, sausages, jam, milk." "Yeah, we got everything." "Now watch out!" "Mr. Nobbs?" "Mr. Nobbs?" "Albert?" "That's fine." "I'll take it from here." "Oh, Albert Nobbs..." "Dear Jesus, I don't know what makes people live such miserable lives." "Rubbish." "OH, MY GOD!" "Albert Nobbs, a woman?" "Yes!" "Did you not hear about it?" "It was in all the papers." "I mean the death was bad enough, but then all those years, and no one suspecting!" "Not even you, and you slept here, in the same bed with him." "Her." "And Dr. Holloran left us." "Took off to England but, what's her name, Mary!" "Said he was tired of secrets." "Can you imagine!" "And that good for nothing Joe Mackins went off to America, and left me with an unwed, hussy of a maid, with a brat." "Now, Mr. Page, I have a heart." "I couldn't throw her out into the streets and call myself a Christian, now could I." "Oh, My Lordship!" "I trust you're finding your suites satisfactory." "Splendid, Mrs. B. Splendid." "However, we seem to have misplaced the key to the connecting door." "Could you have your man open it for us?" "I'll have it done right away!" "Thank you." "I have an apetite." "Lovely, lovely people." "So you want the whole place painted?" "Yes, top to bottom." "You'll have to hire in help, I should think." "Well, it's a big job." "It won't be cheap, Madam." "Oh, don't worry about that." "I came into a bit of money." "A bit of good fortune." "Well, to work, Mr. Page!" "I've put you up in Albert's old room." "For old time's sake." "Mother" "Mr. Page!" "Hello, Helen Dawes!" "I heard Mrs. Baker say you were coming." "Well, it's a big job she wants me to do." "Good." "May I?" "His name is Albert." "Albert Joseph." "So, it's a "he", is it?" "So, Mrs. Baker is letting you stay?" "Oh, she told you that, did she?" "Out of the kindness of her Christian heart?" "The truth is, Mr. Page..." "The truth is..." "She says she won't tell the priest about my Albert as long as I work here for nothing." "But they are going to take him away from me... you know they will... and they will throw me out onto the street." "It's just a matter of time." "Well now..." "We can't let that happen, can we?" "Subtitle created by Bocce."