"VICAR:" "For as much as it has pleased Almighty God of his great mercy, to take unto himself the soul of our dear brother here departed... ..we therefore commit his body to the ground..." "..earth to earth, ashes to ashes... ..dust to dust." "So sorry, my dear Mrs Henderson." "Your husband was a great friend to my country." "That's so kind of you." "Please join us at the house for a small luncheon in his honour." "Thank you so much, Leslie..." "but I think I'll take my own car." "(sobs)" "(wails)" "(continues sobbing)" "(she keeps silent)" "Madam." "I know that Robert would want me to be available to help you in any way." "Thank you so much." " He was an estimable man." " Yes." "Yes." "And a very dangerous business competitor." "Yes." "Oh." "Please." "Excuse me." "I am bored with widowhood." "My dear, you've just scratched the surface." "I have to smile at everybody." "I've never had to do that." "In India, there were always people to look down on." "People are simply being sympathetic." "After all, you have lost your husband." "I didn't mislay him." "It was most inconsiderate of Robert to die." "What on earth am I supposed to do now?" "The first rule of widowhood, my dear - important conversations occur at lunch." "It's really not so bad." "Widows are allowed hobbies." " Hobbies?" "Yes." " Embroidery." "Things like that." " Are you mad?" "I graduated to weaving." " Would you care to see my tapestries?" " I'd rather drink ink." "Committees are good, of course." "I serve on quite a few." "Charities." "Once your husband dies, it's quite permissible to help the poor." "And now there's no-one to stop you buying things." "Also, of course, there's a great deal of time for lovers." " Margot, I'm nearly 70." " That's true." "But you're also very rich." "The one cancels out the other." "I don't know anything about embroidery." "Ow!" "Oh!" "(sighs)" "WOMAN:" "Now, I believe we may call it a refuge." "Certainly we do not want any term alluding to unwed mothers in the title." "Nor do we wish for the public to know the purpose of the house." "But I've told all my friends I'm helping to build a home for future bastards." "(man coughs nervously)" "Sorry." " Home, madam?" " I need some fresh air." "Let's drive." "Yes, madam." "I think I should see Alec." "Hello, Alec." "(inaudible)" "Let's return to London, please." "I'd rather like to visit old Windmill Street again." "Good day, madam." "Oh." " Mind your back." " Oh!" " Oh, Laura, what on earth...?" " Margo." "Renovations, dear." " But it's a..." " Theatre." "It's a theatre." "Isn't it delicious?" " I own it." " Own it?" "You told me now there was no-one to stop me from buying things, so I bought a theatre." "I meant bracelets and earrings." "What on earth are you going to do with a theatre?" "Well, I thought music hall, or - what do they call it in America - vaudeville?" "Actually, I haven't thought about it." "Oh, dear." "What am I going to do with it?" "Clearly you need someone to run it for you." "Oh, you think?" "Oh, I knew you'd give me sensible advice." "But who?" "Well, that's an easy assignment." "I know just the man." "He's out of work at the moment, but he's very good at running theatres." "I can't imagine where she is." "She was meant to be here 20 minutes ago." "Well... (clears throat)" "..that's that, then." "I can't hang around here all morning." "I've an important meeting to go to." " I'm sorry, old chum..." " Oh, he was terribly ill in the car." "Nerves, I imagine." "Little sweet!" "LAURA:" "Hello, Leslie." " Hello." "Who on earth are you?" " This is Vivian Van Damm." " Don't be silly." "That's not a British name." "In actual fact, my father's a lawyer in Bishopsgate." "Although some of his ancestors are from Holland." " Oh, dear God, you're Jewish!" " As it happens, I'm not." "Well, of course you are, dear." "Just look at yourself." "The show business is filled with Jewish people, isn't it?" "One must make do." "We haven't met." "I'm Laura Henderson." "Yes, I imagined you were." "You're 20 minutes late, and you're rude." " Perhaps he's the wrong man." " No, I don't think so." "Where are you going?" "Leslie, where is he off to?" "Do stop him." "I'm here to offer you a position!" "You can't offer me a position if I'm walking out on you." "But that's why I'm offering it, dear." "You've got gumption." "Oh, don't you adore that word?" "And you're smoking a cigar." "Anyone who runs my theatre must smoke a cigar." "It's so manly." "And so..." "What?" "Jewish." "I have a theatre." "I have a theatre." "It's just sitting there, waiting for a brilliant manager to come and turn it into a commercial proposition." "A manager who might bring some enjoyment and amusement back into the West End." "A manager with vision and courage." "And if that isn't you, then my intuition has failed me." "So, by all means, hurry off, Mr Damm Van." "Van Damm." "Oh, if you insist, dear." "If you insist." "Whose idea was it to gut the building?" " Mine." " Well, well." "There should be a sign saying Windmill Theatre." "Up there." "See?" "You're going to retain the name?" "Well, I find it helps your driver if the theatre is named after the street." "What do you know about the theatre business?" "Almost nothing." "I have to have total control of the production side." "Is that clear?" "All artistic decisions are mine." "You may voice an opinion, if you must, but I have the final say." " Understood?" " Of course." "I think we'll make a splendid team." "Let's go and sit down in that charming little caf?" "I'm sure its business will improve when our musical revue opens." "Who said we were doing a musical revue?" "Well, I assumed." "All those decisions are mine." "Remember?" "LAURA:" "That's perfect." "Just there." "Higher." "No." "No, no, no." "Come back." "Come back to the middle." "Higher." "Oh!" "Higher." "VAN DAMM:" "Fine." "I've had an idea." "Let's go inside." "It is a radical idea." "Oh, jolly good." "What is it?" "Non-stop performances." " Non-stop?" " Yes." "Instead of two shows a day, we run our show all day long." "Five or six performances a day, one after another." "It's never been done in England before." "Every theatre here is exactly like every other theatre." "No-one is attempting anything new." "It's good to stir things up, don't you think?" "We'd be a sensation." "I've no idea what you're on about, but I do admire passion." "Yes, well...what else is there?" "How much will this experiment cost?" "I mean, what do I stand to lose if it fails?" "Well, anything up to er...?" "0,000." "What fun!" "I'm in a sporting mood today, Mr Van Damm." "It must be the weather." " And what'll we do?" " A musical revue." "What will we call it?" "Well, I thought Revudeville." "Oh, yes!" "That's lovely." "Ladies and gentlemen... ..I've invited you here this evening to sip a bit of sherry " "I'm told cocktail parties are out-of-date - and to announce the most amusing news." "The Windmill Theatre will open on February 3rd, with the most revolutionary programme ever seen in England." "(murmuring)" "In this enterprise, I shall be carrying on the work of my late husband, who spent a great deal of time and money helping stage people, especially those in the field of variety." " Is that true?" " She's making it up." "Oh." "LAURA:" "As you well know, these are difficult times, so many of our delightful variety performers have been forced onto the milk line." " Bread line." " Bread line." "Bread line." "Revudeville is an attempt to create..." " Employment." " ..employment." "Employment..." "for these delightful creatures." "Our productions will be guided and overseen by our resident genius, our brilliant general manager, who comes to us from Central Europe," "Mr Vivian Van Damm." "We won't be able to work together, you know that." "You're a perfect match." "So, you found yourself a continental." "Nonsense." "He's as English as you or I." "But he's terribly alive, don't you think?" "It's just something one can sense." " Laura, you have an infatuation." " Oh, don't be ridiculous." "It's the show business I'm attracted to." "Tomorrow we have auditions!" "Isn't that exciting?" "People come in and entertain us and we say either "stick around" or "buzz off."" "Oh!" "(laughs)" "?" "He may not be an angel" "?" "Cos angels are so few" " Thank you." "Next!" "?" "But until the day that one comes along" "?" "I'll string along" " Next!" "?" "But... (mumbles) ..one came long" "?" "I'll sing along with you" "VAN DAMM:" "Next!" "(out of tune):" "?" "He may not be an angel" "?" "Cos angels are so few" "?" "But until the day that one comes along" "?" "I'll string along with you" "Good God!" " Thank you, that'll do." "Poor thing." " Next!" " My dear, would you wait over there?" "Mr Van Damm, I spent many years in the Far East with my husband witnessing what one might call pagan rituals, but I've never seen anything as barbaric as this." "Welcome to the theatre." "Next!" "Very nice, dear." "Buy yourself a decent meal." "Who's the young man at the back?" "Ssh!" "Concentrate on the auditions." "We'll have him." "We will?" "We will." "Next!" "Why do you keep looking at that boy?" "That boy, as you call him, was the featured performer at the Pavilion." "We snatched him away." "He can be a big help to me." "He's got excellent taste." "He seems to agree with all of my choices." "Including these demented pharaohs?" " Book them." " Right, VD." "Are you mad?" "They're not in the least authentic." "And over, over, step, shuffle, change." "Riff, pick up, toe." "Pick up and five, six, seven, eight." "Pick up, pick up, pick up, pick up again." "Maxie Ford and heads up." "Thank you, ladies." "Change over." "Quickly, girls!" "See what they're like from the back of the stalls." "Pay attention to their height." "And over." "Step, shuffle and change." "Riff, pick up, toe." "Tap, tap, change, pick up, step, and round, two, three, four." "Pick up, step, pick up, step, pick up and change." "Maxie Ford and heads up." "Do you find these women attractive?" " Some of them are very pretty." " Oh, yes, I can certainly see that." "But... do they intrigue you as a man?" " I have other inclinations." " Oh." "Oh!" "Oh, how delicious!" "And use your backs." "Yes, girls." "Next group." "And use your back, girls." "Yes!" "Last group." "But Mr Van Damm seems to have an intense appreciation, doesn't he?" "Other girls, ready." "And!" "He's practically sniffing them." "And last group." " Some of these girls are very good." " Indeed." "I'm going to call our chorus The Millerettes." " Millerettes?" " Mill, as in Windmill." " What's the "er" for?" " What?" "Millerettes." "It should be Millettes." "The "er" clogs it up." " Millettes doesn't scan." " But it's accurate." "It doesn't sound right." "Millerettes sounds like a man named Miller has a chorus line." "We're doing a vaudeville, not a dictionary." "It isn't correct English!" "Millerettes is a good name." "And it's not your decision." "In fact, it's got nothing to do with you." "In fact, you shouldn't be in the theatre until dress rehearsal." " In fact, I'm going to ban you!" " Don't you dare!" " I'm banning you from all auditions." " You haven't the right." " I can do anything I please." " I shall cancel the opening." "Fine!" " This show will not goon!" " Indeed." "They're ready to start again, VD." "My dear, you must never interrupt a perfectly good argument." " I've lost my train of thought." " So have I." "Come on." "Mustn't keep The Millerettes waiting." "Oh, that name's intolerable." "It suggests midgets working in a factory." "Millettes sounds like a medical condition." "Thank you, Mr Van Damm." "Thank you, Mrs Henderson." "Stop thanking each other." "Let's find some champagne." "Oh, what a wonderful hobby, my dear." "I wonder if there are any more theatres for sale." "I don't understand." "We were such a success." "And then everyone copied us." " You're telling me we're a disaster?" " Here's the accounts." "You're losing a fortune." "You mean you can be a triumph one week and a disaster the next?" "I'm not certain it's worth going on." "Oh, you people make me weary!" "You've no courage." "What I say is, stick a thing out and it will come right." "I'm trying to save your finances." "I don't need your protection, thank you very much." "We've put on good shows, but they're obviously not daring enough." "Why don't we get rid of the clothes?" "Pardon?" "Let's have naked girls." "Don't you think?" "Now, this has been on my mind for some time." "I never dared mention it." "I too lack courage, it seems." "Now, what I propose is that we have nude women in Revudeville." "As they do in Paris." "At our namesake, the Moulin Rouge, for instance." "Oh, Baby, we'll find you some milk." "Paris, after all, is just filled with naked women wearing bananas, and dare I say, making everyone else go bananas in return." " Do keep up, Mr Van Damm." " Yes." "It would be innovative and draw the crowds." "I would make back all of my money." "You, I imagine, would enjoy yourself, being surrounded by countless breasts, and we'd all be happy." "What you're suggesting isn't possible." "That kind of thing isn't done here." "Nudity?" "In England?" "You tend towards safety sometimes, Mr Van Damm." "You're rather bourgeois." "I do mean that in a kind way." "But I suspect it's not advisable in the show business." "What you're forgetting is we need a licence from the Lord Chamberlain for whatever we put on the stage." "He'll never approve it." " The Lord Chamberlain?" " Yes, The Lord Chamberlain." "What, Tommy?" "Little Tommy Baring?" "Oh, don't be silly!" "I have, of course, taken that into account." "He's a very sweet man." "He and his rather dreary wife are on holiday in France, but as soon as he returns, I'll throw a fly at him." "Pardon?" "That's a fisherman's term, dear." "It has to do with hooking a trout." "You do lead a narrow life." "Meanwhile, do begin work on our marvellous new idea." "Without permission?" "Oh!" "We've found your milk!" "Mrs Henderson's request is, of course, entirely out of order." "Of course." "I'm well aware of that." " Oh, Tommy!" " Laura, how wonderful to see you." " You don't look a day older." " What a touching little lie." "I do know a bit about why you're here, you know." " Oh?" " Hm." "I find that lines have to be drawn somewhere, my dear Laura, and nudity is on the wrong side of the divide." "I have problems enough with the length of skirts." "I've had to have inches added to them for the new Offenbach production." "Well, we won't have that problem as we won't have skirts." "Sir?" "If I may?" "We have very strict rules in these areas, Mrs Henderson." "Oh, this office is so stuffy." "Why don't we take a bit of a walk?" " Sir?" " A walk." "Yes." "Lovely." "Why didn't you return to India?" "I was only ever Robert's wife in India." "It seemed a bit absurd without a Robert." "Now I find it most amusing to run a variety show, and I'll tell you why." "Robert took me to music hall quite often - he was fond of them " "On condition that I stayed behind the curtain in a box and was never visible." "In those days, it was considered terribly improper for a married woman to be seen at a music hall." "But times have moved on." "And we must move with them, mustn't we?" "Oh, look!" "A tent!" "It's unusual to see a tent in the park." "Quite so." "I had it constructed this morning." "Did you obtain a licence?" "Oh, come inside, you old fogey." "I've prepared lunch." "But the be-all and end-all, finally, is that they are naked." "Like paintings." "In a museum." "These sandwiches are particularly good." "It's an excellent season for salmon." "We haven't exactly reached salmon season yet." "Tommy, you're so literal." "You're thinking bosoms, but I'm thinking breasts." " What is the difference?" " The difference is in your soul." " Cheese?" " Thank you." "Of course, paintings in a museum are still, are they not?" "Still?" "The figures do not move." "I suppose there's something in that." "Mm, this cheese is very good indeed." "If the girls did not move..." "Tableaux?" "Precisely." "Then one might make a direct corollary with an art gallery." "I can perhaps see the possibility of some artistic merit." " They never move?" " Never." "Yes, that would be like a museum." "Which was, my dear, your suggestion, so you must be very pleased." "I'm warming to the idea." " My secretary would be appalled..." " More wine?" "Ah, yes, thank you." "Now, what about... forgive me... the foliage?" "Foliage?" "You know... beneath the..." " Beneath what?" "Try the brie." " Thank you." " Beneath..." " Flown in from France." " Excellent." "The foliage beneath the..." " My husband was very fond of it." " Of what?" " This particular cheese." "My dear, I am attempting to address the disagreeable and somewhat sordid topic of the pudendum." " What on earth is that?" " Good heavens, woman!" " Have some more wine." " The female part." "Oh!" "The pussy!" "Why didn't you say?" "I had not expected you, of all people, to use such language." "That word was popular in the mid-nineteenth century." "Not everyone speaks Latin, you know." "Then I'd prefer you refer to it as..." "the midlands." "Oh, dear." "You men do get into such a state about the midlands, don't you?" "Well, you needn't worry." "Our lighting will be so subtle, the disputed area will be barely visible." "Anyway, we'll have a barber." "You are the most exasperating woman!" "You always were." "I take that to mean you'll permit us to have a go." "As long as no-one moves, yes." "Perhaps." "I reserve final judgment..." "until opening night." "I'm delighted, dear ladies, that you all wish to be a part of our endeavour." "Thank you very much." " Saliva." " Behave!" "I've never realised how similar breasts are to shoes." " What do you mean?" " They come in so many sizes." "I've always found them rather overrated, myself." "Well, you're not a man." "Alas." "All right, ladies." "Off you go." "What do you make of her?" " She's beautiful." " Yes." "But the nipples..." "Too large?" "They're not British." "Could be Italian." "We must have British nipples." "And how about her?" "The right one's bigger than the left." "Her." "Fried eggs." "Sorry." "Thank you very much." "Could you all please wait in the wings?" "Thank you." " What, basically, are you looking for?" " Personality." "Something in their smile, their eyes." "Well, I suggest you start looking in their faces." "Yes, of course!" "We're looking at the wrong kind of girl." "We shouldn't have theatricals." " Maggie, make a note." " My dear?" "Bertie and I are going to tour the countryside and discover some English roses." "Oh, good!" "Now you're getting the hang of it." "It's been an unsuccessful trip, my friend." "What I'm looking for is... personality." "Youth." "Beauty." "Certainly not talent." "Anyone can have talent." "And they must be well brought up." "I think many of the young women we've been seeing come from rather awkward backgrounds." "Shine the light on the water!" "Don't panic!" "The young fellow's a dancer." "Excellent coordination." "That's it." "Pull her..." "That's it." "Come on." "There we go." "There you are." " You're all right." " Let me see." "Oh, my God!" "I'm so sorry." "I'm so embarrassed." "I didn't mean to cause any trouble." "No need to be embarrassed." "You've found a knight." "Two knights, in shining armour." "My God!" "What a beautiful smile!" "Exquisite." "Have you ever considered going on the stage?" "You moved." " She mustn't move!" " I'm sorry, Mr Van Damm." "The law insists that you be absolutely still." " Why don't we take a break?" " Yes, good idea." "Rest your arms, girls." "Get the circulation going." " There's er... teacups and..." " Tea." "...tea just downstairs." "Oh!" "Oh, it's so sweet!" "You're perched in the orchestra pit like little birds." "It feels safe down here." " Are you all right?" " Yes, thank you." "My arm went numb." "I would sometimes see people in India standing still for hours on end, my dear." "They were called fakirs." "It was all rather spiritual." "Oh, I see." "You must think yourself onto a higher plane." "We'd all like to be on a higher plane now, Mrs Henderson." "Preferably flying over the Channel." " Oh, you're the one that was..." " Drowning." " Come on." " I like that girl you ran over." "Why don't you and the dog have a look at the programme proofs in the office?" " You're trying to get rid of us." " It's a delicate time." "All the more reason for a motherly presence." "Maggie!" "Take Mrs Henderson to the office." " Out!" " Well, of course." "You're in charge." "Right." "Time for you to disrobe." "Do we have to do it now, Mr Van Damm?" " Well, when else?" " I was just asking." " Should have left you in the water." " Come on, girls, let's do it." "I can't!" "Where's she going?" " She can't face it." "What's wrong with everybody?" "I'm sorry, Mr Van Damm." "There's no work outside." "I just thought, well it's a job." "All of my friends are starving." "I was..." "lucky to have employment." "But..." "You can't imagine what it feels like, just standing there." "Not even my boyfriend has seen me naked." "And we've been to bed and everything." "It's like it's... medical." "Do you think..." "I would ever subject you to anything improper or tawdry?" "I am enabling you to earn an honest salary in this most difficult of times." "After a hard week's work, you can take home enough to maintain your home, help out your parents and even save a little bit for the future." "And all you have to do is display certain blessings you received from the Lord." "Why do you think God gave you all your bits and pieces?" "So that you might be ashamed of them?" "So that you might hide them away?" "Isn't great art, after all, a celebration of nature?" " That's what this is." " Art?" "Absolutely." "You are the Venus de Milo, the Mona Lisa..." "The Mona Lisa wore a dress." "Some do, some don't." "Tomorrow, we'll go to the museum and look at some paintings." "Botticelli." "Now, he was inspired." "Inspired by God." "If I'm placing a weighty burden on your shoulders, then I know you have the moral strength to carry it." "Why don't we try it again?" "All right?" "I'll see you on the stage." "Come on, girls, let's give it a go." "I don't fancy working in my father's chemist." "Art." "Art." "Sorry." "Actually, there is a draught in here, Mr Van Damm." "You expect that in a theatre." "You expect draughts." " But what happens if we catch cold?" " Bertie!" "Get someone to close the doors and check all the windows, will you?" "Thank you." "All right?" " Yes, thank you." "Does everyone have to watch us?" " Who?" " Well, them." "You're going to have an entire audience watching you." "Yes, but they'll be strangers." "And they won't be standing so close..." "will they?" " We can hear them breathing." " A man has to breathe." "Heavy breathing." "After all, it doesn't seem fair for them to be dressed when we're not." "Okey-doke." "I know what to do." "Come on, gentlemen." "Come on." "You too." " What?" " Fair is fair." "Let's make the ladies comfortable." "Come on." "Strip." "You too, Mr Van Damm." "Don't be ridiculous." "Someone has to maintain authority here." " Take your clothes off, please." " No." "Off!" "Off!" "Off!" "Off!" "Off!" "Off!" "Off!" "Off!" "Off!" "Off!" "Off!" "Off!" "Off!" "All right!" "All right!" "Bloody childish!" "Mrs Henderson." "Mrs Henderson!" "Why, Mr Van Damm you are Jewish!" " I think I saw a priest in the audience." " Oh, stop it!" "You're hallucinating!" " Everyone looked so rich." " Oh, I hope so." "When I take off my clothes," "I close my eyes and think, "This will bring me champagne. "" "I think, "One more day and it hasn't happened yet. "" "Oh, my God!" "I've brought the Lord Chamberlain." "He felt he had to say a few words of encouragement to you." "Isn't that delicious?" "Well done." "Well done." "I..." "May I be... permitted to say that..." "Oh, good heavens!" "Good heavens!" "I..." "I..." "What an artistic enterprise er... you have um..." "A testament, really, to the British p..." " It's a magical evening." " Hm?" "I quite understand what you were feeling." "I myself have exhibited my breasts." "I was at a party in Antibes with The Duchess of Denby and Countess Volpe, and we took off our blouses - in private, of course - and looked at each other's titties." "My, how we laughed!" "The Lord Chamberlain was very taken with you, my dear." " Mrs Henderson." " Mr Van Damm." "Quite an evening." "The Lord Chamberlain was very pleased." "I wanted you to meet Natalie." " Natalie?" " My wife." "Vivian's spoken about you sooften, I just feel that I know you." "Well..." "I certainly don't know you!" "Excuse me." "You can be rude to me, but not to my wife!" "What wife?" "When did you acquire a wife?" " Why haven't you told us?" " What do you mean?" "You never mentioned her." "I believe a figure of authority must maintain a sense of privacy." "Good heavens!" "A wife!" "What exactly is the problem?" "Whoon earth said there was a problem?" "Fine." "Have a wife, if you insist." "Just don't let her interfere with any of your duties." " Why would she do that?" " That's what wives do." "That's their purpose." "I know." "I was a wife." "I interfered all the time." "So sack me, then!" "If you're unhappy with me, just say it and I'll leave!" "But don't you dare ever, ever talk to my wife like that again!" "Oh, don't you worry." "I'll keep my eye on you." "You do that." "I hope you realise I will never, ever, ever set foot in this theatre again!" "You two behave like an old married couple." "Well, it seems that would make him a bigamist." "Champagne, then?" "It is rather as I thought." "Your heart has stirred." "Then I must consult a physician." "This should have been such a pleasant night." " I want you to flank her." " Flank her?" " Stand either side of her." " Oh." "Aren't I in silhouette, like in the picture?" " Silhouette." " Silhouette, Harry!" " And the sun must rise behind you." " Orange." "We see the rays of the sun, like in the picture." "A new dawn over the New World." "Goody, goody." "Goody, goody." "Goody, goody." "And now..." " How..." "... do you do?" "Do something!" "How will I explain this to the Lord Chamberlain?" "Coming through!" "Excuse me, Mr Van Damm." "Sorry." "I forgot my fin." "It'll have to be tighter than that." " Good afternoon, Doris." " Afternoon." " How's your mother?" " She's fine, thank you." "Have you been writing to her every week?" "Yes." "She told me to tell you she's very disappointed I'm a starfish." " She thinks I should be a mermaid." " Ah." "I'll send her a note." " And who have we here?" " Catherine the Great." "Have you forgotten the tableau of the wars?" "Come along, Mr Van Damm." "Wakey-wakey." "You might show a bit more respect." " I think I should have..." "... left you in the water." " Afternoon, girls." "How are you?" " Better now, Mr Van Damm." " Was something wrong?" " My bum cheeks went numb." "She was leaning arse over backwards." "In the Alaskan tableau, of course." "All that ice." "But Rupert soon got the blood flowing!" " Who's Rupert?" " Well you might ask." "Behave yourself!" "We must be cautious about too much frivolity." "The Windmill is a very serious business!" "Yes, Mr Van Damm." " Do I give it to the students again, sir?" " Mr Van Damm." "At your own discretion, dear boy." "It's beastly." "I can't walk into my own theatre." "I hear wonderful things about the new performances and I'm missing all the fun." "You did say you would never set foot in the The Windmill again." "Quite right." "The man's a monster." "I want nothing to do with him." "You're very much like my granddaughter who moans about the boy she has her eye on." "Adolescents and women in their eighth decade are strikingly similar." "You obviously require a battle plan." "My second husband, the General, always advocated attacking from the rear, which, although it did nothing to enhance our marriage, did bring him some success on the field." "Just slip in there, as it were, and establish your beachhead." "Excuse us!" "This is a private dressing room." "It's only me." "I'm sorry, but I did not want to be seen in the theatre." "Oh, I have missed your company." "I thought I'd just drop by to see if you needed anything." "Actually, if this may be our secret " "Mr um..." "Whatshisname doesn't know I'm here." "We're fine, thank you, Mrs Henderson." "My poor dear, I'm having some cheese sent up to you." " Cheese?" " I'm not convinced you eat enough." "Yes, it's terribly sad." "She's just skin and bones." "Shut up!" "I weigh exactly what I weighed the day I started this job, no less." "Something's wrong." "She won't eat chocolate truffles." " She's so very, very head-girl." " So sensible!" "You see, it's unanimous." "You're positively scrawny!" "You may laugh, but I know men." "Men look at bosoms, my dear, but I notice bones." "What?" "Spots!" "No-one will notice." "Now, you must promise to let me know if you have any complaints or problems." "I mean, does Mr Van Damm treat..." "Oh, my dear!" "I wore a similar wig to a ball in Delhi." "Didn't look nearly as becoming as it does on you." "Thank you, Mrs Henderson." "You remind me a bit of myself at that time." " Not too thin?" " Oh, you'd be surprised." "Now, remember not to tell anyone I've been here." "Of course not." "It's just between us girls." " You all get on rather well, don't you?" " Yes, we're like a family." "There hasn't been any improper behaviour?" " From Mr Van Damm, that is." " He's very good to us, Mrs Henderson." "He's like a father." "If fathers were nice." " He treats us as what we are." " And what is that?" "Artists." "I have seemingly handed him a kingdom." "Complete with harem." "Then, my dear, you must infiltrate." "Like a delicious, if overripe, Mata Hari." "Might I propose subterfuge?" "Good afternoon." " Good afternoon." " Good afternoon." "Good afternoon." "Amazing." "We get all kinds." "I have a very odd feeling, VD." "What I really need is a rubber trumpet." "Yes." "I've had an offer to join a rubber band!" "Please don't do this!" "Mrs Henderson, you are a fraud!" "Oh." "Oh!" "Don't you dare manhandle me!" " Make a fool of yourself, if you must..." " Mr Van Damm!" "...but not of me!" " No!" "Argh!" "What on earth do you think you were doing?" "I simply want to make sure you are doing your job properly." "It was most unpleasant of you to grab my hairpiece." "That's made of authentic Chinese hair!" "Well, now you'll have some time to calm down and examine your behaviour." "My husband put me on top of a cupboard once." "You have so much in common." "I'd like you to behave." "No doubt your husband said that to you as well." "Oh, Mr Van Damm I just can't help myself." "Well... cheerio, then." "No!" "Don't you dare leave me here!" "No, don't you dare!" "Don't you dare leave me!" "This act's not half bad." "Thank you... very much." "You can't have an animal on stage with naked women." "Yes, I see that." "It's a shame." " I've got the new song." "Let's hear it." "Slower." " What?" "# The girl in the little green hat" "You better see for yourself." "Hi, Mrs Henderson!" "Try the river." "It's Tuesday." " Get me a taxi." " Yes, VD." " Tea?" " Yes, please." "To take away." "We need a lot of caffeine." "We're exhausted." "You're exhausted?" "All you girls do is just stand there." "And that, I am told, is the definition of a star." "This has got to stop!" "We're running a serious theatre." "The entire West End is laughing at us." "I haven't worked for years to achieve a position of respect" "Only to be perceived as a joke!" "If all you want to be is a dilettante, take your money and go someplace else!" "I can't... hear you!" "I'm not simply frivolous, you know." "And I don't ever, ever want to be taken for granted." "Actually, I wished to ascertain that artists who audition for us are being treated with the proper respect." "It turns out they are." "I am perfectly satisfied." "On another matter entirely, I was thinking about billing." "The programme says "Mrs Henderson Presents Revudeville. "" "It's absolutely charming, but perhaps unfair." "Shouldn't it be "Mrs Henderson Presents Revudeville - a Vivian Van Damm production"?" "I rather like that, don't you?" "I'm going to have a joyride now." "Isn't that exciting?" "I am not a servant!" "You can't buy me off with a piece of billing!" "Do you hear?" "Bloody woman!" "Is it well stocked with petrol?" "What do you mean?" "Do you think we might make it to France?" "I don't think I'll be back for a while." "Hitler invades France" " Mr Van Damm." "Mrs Henderson." "Welcome back." " Thank you." "Do you mind if I sit here for a while?" "Suit yourself." "I'm so sorry, Mr Van Damm." "I imagine you have family." "Yes." "I can't bear feeling helpless." "I always think there's something I can do." "But sometimes, of course..." "there's nothing." "Champagne, madam?" "Attention!" "Don't you feel a bit over-safe?" "Caution, my dear, caution." "You know, we're not certain what to do about the theatres." " Whatever do you mean?" " They're a frivolous distraction." "Exactly what young soldiers need." "Wouldn't you say?" "There are other considerations." "Our intelligence tells us the Luftwaffe will bomb London." "My dear, my intelligence tells me that." "Then it will be dangerous for people to congregate, won't it?" "Oh, Tommy!" "Don't be silly!" "Congregate underground?" "Remember, my theatre is beneath street level." "It's the safest place to be." "Now, let's have no more of these foolish ideas." "Oh, Tommy!" "Flres were started again last night In the East End." "Londoners awoke after the tenth consecutive night of bombardment by the German alr force." "We have a huge challenge before us." "It's up to us, Revudeville, to fortify London in a way that sandbags and anti-aircraft cannot do." "They may bomb our city, destroy our homes, kill our friends and neighbours, but through it all, our show will continue." "We will never stop performing, and we will never close!" "He thinks he's bloody Winston Churchill." "Some of our family are going." "Called up." "Yes." "Thank God our Bertie has a heart murmur." "It may be wise for some of you to move into the theatre." "We have room, and because we're underground, we're safe." "Of course, we'll all have our war duties as well as theatrical ones." "But... we wlll pitch in and we wlll doour bit." "That was beautifully put, Mr Van Damm." "I'm sure we will all make the necessary sacrifices." "Yesterday I wanted to buy a new hat." "I desisted." "I put the money in National Savings instead." "We shall come through." "Ken said you were up here." "I didn't believe him." "Why ever not?" "It's bloody dangerous, that's why!" "Come on down." "Oh, dear." "Oh, dear." "The aircraft have passed." "Look, you can see them over the East End." "You're ever so cautious, Mr Van Damm." "One shouldn't be overly so at times like these." "Everyone should be cautious." "You don't seem to take war too seriously, Mrs Henderson." "I wonder what you were like when you were young." "Rather dashing, I dare say." "And filled with hope." "My mind turns towards young men these days." "You see, Mr Van Damm," "I take war far more seriously than you can ever dare imagine." "No, you'll have to cover her faster than that." " You need to be a lot faster." " Those things weigh a ton, Bertie." "Goon." "Take five minutes." "No, no, no... get it up." "I just can't lift it higher." "Oh, my dear, how generous." " My goodness!" " Gin." "Help steel our nerves for the air raids." "It does seem they're no longer bombing during the tableaux." "Well, that's because Mr Van Damm sent Hitler our programme." "Professional courtesy between Führers." "You're all so energetic and courageous." "We're the only theatre still playing in the West End." "Then you all goout with the soldiers after the show." "It's admirable." "Oh, but I don't." "Well, I never goout." "My dear, why ever not?" "Before I started stripping off for a living, I was always falling in love." "I was hopeless." "Never again." "So I've become a right little priss." "A naked spinster." "And that's the way I like it." "Who would have dreamed that standing on a stage without any clothes on would be the safest place to be?" "Could you er... come this way, sir?" "Mrs Henderson would like to speak to you." "Who's the flower for?" "The girl inside the fan." "Speak up, dear." " The girl in the fan." "Oh." "Yes." " How old are you?" " 21." "21?" "Too young for her, I suppose." "Come back tomorrow night." "Sweet." "I was always afraid that someday I'd end up working in a florist shop." " And now you are." " I'm getting hay fever." "And who is Paul?" "I have no idea." "Are you girls decent?" "Oh, good." "I've brought someone." "This is Paul." "Oh." "I see." "Erm..." "Girls, can you er..." " I was..." "looking forward to..." " Speak up, dear." "Would you mind if I had a moment alone?" "Thank you." " You've sent all these flowers." " Don't be foolish, my dear." "I recognised the name of your florist." "He can't afford this sort of thing." "He comes from a very distinguished family." " Mrs Henderson!" " Well..." "Truth is so prosaic." "He's young." "That's all." "And rather well put together, wouldn't you say?" "That face." "He's young." "And in five days he goes to the front." "And he may not come back." " And it's so lonely out there in the..." " Trenches." "Yes, I know the word." "Books have been written about the last war, and I have actually read some of them." "And I suppose he saw me on stage and fell in love." "Mrs Henderson, one night my bicycle went off the road and the next thing I knew, I was an illusion." "Because that's all we are up there." "But the odd thing is I'm still in that river, and I want to be rescued." "But not by some drum roll or applause or a soldier's fantasy." "Oh, dear, you're such a tiresome generation." "You all want love." "We got along very nicely without it, thank you very much." "I don't see why that boy's fantasy is any more foolish than yours." "Oh, damn." "She loved your flowers, dear." "What flowers?" "Trouble, boss." " Is it that bloody woman again?" " No, not this time, VD." "Open up!" "Do you want me to knock the door down?" "You'll hurt your shoulder." "Get inside." "You can't do this." " Why not?" " You're part of our family." "A terrible choice of words." " What are you talking about?" " I don't want to discuss it." "But you have to tell me what's behind this." "You owe it to me." "My concern for the aesthetics of Revudeville." "What?" "I don't think you want a nude on stage who is pregnant!" " Oh, Christ!" " 'Scuse me, Mr Van Damm." "We were having a private discussion." " We have a quick change." " Yes." "That was a particularly fine programme, Mr Van Damm." " I am pleased I recognised your talent." " Go back into the theatre." "I do have a few notes about the comedy routine." "We don't have time for nonsense." "We have a crisis." "Why?" "Whatever's wrong?" "Maureen has just sent me a letter of resignation." "Don't be ridiculous." "Why would she?" "Because she's pregnant." "Two minutes, girls!" " Oh, my dear..." " I need some air." "Look..." "You can work in the show as a singer for the next few months." "We'll keep you on salary, until you..." "I can't think clearly." "I need some air." "I'm so sorry." "Was it?" "Well, who else would it be?" "He sent me a letter." "After he's demobbed, he's going back to his girlfriend." "His girlfriend!" "They all have girlfriends." "The crazy thing is, I fell for him." "Oh, it's not your fault." "I'm a grown girl." "I knew what I was doing." "But he had such a sweet face..." "They all have sweet faces." "You live in your own world, Mrs Henderson." "I'm sorry." "Excuse me." "I don't want to say something I shouldn't." "I need some tea." "And some air." "She said, "It's not your fault. "" "That can only mean one thing." " Which is?" " That it Is your fault!" " What have you been up to?" " Nothing." " Have you been giving advice?" " I don't like these questions." "Excuse me, Mr Van Damm." "I want to take some air as well." "You can't goout, Mrs Henderson." "The sirens went." "We didn't hear anything." " A few minutes ago." " Maureen's gone out." " When?" " Just now." "Why didn't you stop her?" "Where's she going?" " For some air." " No, to tea, she said." "You foolish, foolish woman." "Look what you've done." "I thought, "Yes, well, she's selfish and rude and eccentric, but that goes with her class." "I can live with that. "" "I was a fool." "You don't know anything about the real world, do you?" "It's not the same." "The boys love it, boss." "I'm from the Lord Chamberlain's office." "This is for you." "We have to close your theatre." "What?" "It's causing too many people to congregate in front of it." "Telephone the newspapers." "Get them down here." "Yes, boss." "Maggie..." "I know where to find her." "Tell her to come to the theatre immediately." "Mrs Henderson would like to see Lord Cromer as soon as possible." "Here, at the theatre." "I don't think the Lord Chamberlain is available..." "Nonsense." "Mrs Henderson wishes to see him." "Pray, pass the message." "There's nothing I can do." "The theatre is closed." "Manners, manners." "Clear a path, please." "Please, clear a path." "We need to see the girls." "We ain't moving until you open up the theatre." " Open up!" " There's nothing I can do." "I see the press are here, Van Damm." "Yes." "I don't know how they got hold of it, sir." " Good afternoon, Mrs Henderson." " Maggie." "This way." "There seems to be a nationwide desire to keep this theatre open." "Nationwide?" "Please don't be delusional." "I have learnt in these many years of dealing with artists to detest imagination." "Excuse me." "Sorry." "This street must be clear." "It presents a very clear public danger." "I may have to ask the police to interfere." "I'll talk to them." "What a commotion." "They think the theatre encourages what they call overcongregating." "It seems that we're too popular." "What, you mean we'd stay open if we were a failure?" "How ridiculous!" "Listen, everybody." "We have no choice." "The government is forcing us to close." "One more light..." "dimming in the heart of London." "He's turning into Winston again." "What Herr Hitler was unable to do," "Our own leaders are determined to accomplish." "They are going to close the Windmill!" "Oh, really." "Excuse me, excuse me, would you please let me through?" "Excuse me." "Excuse me." "Oh, that's so kind of you." "Thank you." "Thank you." "Oh, that's most kind, thank you." "Thank you." "Excuse me." "Mr Van Damm." "Hello, everybody." "Um, may I intro..." "Oh, hello, Tom." "May I introduce myself?" "I'm Mrs Henderson." "You might see my name on the billboard there." "Well, I am that Mrs Henderson, and I have presented the Windmill for four years now." "Now, let me tell you why." "Oh, dear, are you able to see me?" "No..." "Here you are, ma'am." "Oh, that's so sweet." " Are you American?" " Yes." "Strange people, lovely manners." "...there was a war before this one." "It was meant to end all wars." "I lost my son in that war." "My only son." "Alec." "He was 21." "He perished from poison gas, I believe," "On a field in France." "After - some time after" " I went to his room to clear away his things and I discovered the most amazing thing." "What I believe you call a French postcard." "A photograph of a naked woman." "He'd been hiding it." "And I realised that Alec had probably gone to his death without ever seeing..." "a woman naked in real life." "Well, I thought that was the most... awful thing." "When you lose a son in a war, you do know, no matter what anyone might say, that his death has been in vain." "It won't stop others from following." "Other wars, other young men." "Years later, after my husband had died, and I was on my own, I decided to buy a theatre... and put on a nude revue, so that boys like Alec would never be in the same predicament." "As long as the Windmill exists, there's no need for a sad little postcard stashed underneath a bed, is there?" "Sometimes... my feelings towards our young men in uniform have led me to foolish actions," "which I do, in my very soul, regret." "But I do know this:" "That my desire to present this gift to our young men has not been wrong." "If we are to ask our youth to surrender their lives, then we should not ask them to surrender joy," "Or the possibility of joy." "And if, along the way, we cause too many people to congregate in the street, who gives a fiddler's fuck?" "There." "I've said it." "Oh, dear, another air raid." "Don't you think everyone would be so much safer inside?" "Yes!" "Oh, for Christ's sake, Van Damm, take down that stupid sign and let your public in." "Closed" "We Never" "I thought so." "You're going to ask me to come down, aren't you?" "I wouldn't dream of it." "Now you know my secrets." "Yes." "And I know none of yours." "No." "Well..." "Actually, I think you do." "We have made rather a goof it, haven't we?" "Yes." "You're a very irritating woman but I wouldn't have missed this for the world." " I feel quite the same." " Mm." "Even though you're a very irritating man." "So, we'll continue?" "I'm game if you are." " Oh Yes" "It passes the time of day." "Let's watch the rest of the show." "You go inside." "I'll stand here for a while." "As you wish." "Would you fancy a dance?" "A dance?" "Where?" "Here." "Won't it be dangerous?" "You're quite right." "I'm a very cautious man." "But... it won't be dangerous." "Not Tonight" "Just one dance." " Mr Van Damm." " Mrs Henderson." "Ow!" "You've severed my toe." " Nonsense." "I didn't touch it." " You're rather clumsy." "That's not something you say to a dancing partner." "You should take lessons before issuing an invitation." "I'm a very good dancer, thank you very much." "In India only delicate men are good dancers." "The ungainly are not so." "Listen, you old battleaxe..." "Don't you dare speak to me like that." "Laura Henderson died in 1944." "In Her will she left Windmill Theatre to Vivian Van Damn." "THE END Subtitles by:"