"unprecedented violence, and with the strike entering its fourth month, the government insisted that it will push ahead with plans to close 20 pits with the loss of over 20,000 jobs, an action that Mr. Scargill says will destroy entire communities." "You can look back in 10 years and you can say:" ""In 1984, I was proud and privileged to be a party to the greatest struggle on Earth."" "I left my number." "Just in case." "Everything's at stake for me." "I'm 27 years old, right?" "See you on the march then?" "I'm ﬁghting for their jobs, not me own." "We've used the savings up." "We have no money left." "All we've got is pride and self—respect, and we'll carry on keeping that." "The prime minister today defended her position." "I can't change my style." "It has to be a style of ﬁrm leadership." "One isn't here to be a softie." "You're here to be a good, ﬁrm leader." "— Here, Mark, do you wanna play ball?" " Tomorrow, buddy." "— Here you go, Mark." " Great, thanks." "I've spoken to the council about your deviant parties." "There's no need to do that." "Knock on the door, we'd let you in." "They're sending a policeman." "Oh, I do hope so." "Mark!" "Thanks." "Then the riot squad, the helmeted policemen with their plastic shields were deployed after smoke bombs were thrown." " The violence continued." " Thanks, Dad." "The pickets nearly broke through the barricade." "The train now approaching is the 9:23 to London Victoria." "Is that copper really straight?" "Two, four, six, eight." "Is that copper really straight?" "Two, four, six, eight." "Is that copper really straight?" "Two, four, six, eight." "Is that copper really straight?" "Hey, grab a hold of this, will you, mate?" "— Oh, no, sorry." "I" " Five minutes till me friends get here." "— Come on." " Just that I don't want to be too visible." " Is it your first Pride?" " Yeah, first anything." "Yeah, well, this is the best way." "You need to throw yourself in." "The thing is, is I'm actually from Bromley." "Well, don't worry about that." "We're a broad church." "No, it's the train." "It's further out than people think and I" "Oi!" "I been dragging this thing since Marble Arch." "What, are they buckets?" "Surprised you have to ask that, coming from Accrington." "— Does anything get rid of love bites?" " No, where's Mark now?" " Listen up." " Where have you been?" "Everyone, take a bucket and start rattling." "This is for the miners." " Miners?" "We agreed on a banner, Mark." "It's a show of solidarity." "Who hates the miners?" "Thatcher." "Who else?" "The police, the public and the tabloid press." "Sound familiar?" " Surely, Mark" " But the only problem we've got, is Mary Whitehouse, and that can be a matter of time." " Mark..." " I know, it's not been planned." "It's not been thought through, but it's a really good idea, isn't it?" "Isn't it?" "— What am I supposed to do with this?" " Give it to the lesbians." "Oh, for God's sake." "Right, looks like you're off the hook, mate." "Good lad." "Whatever Mark says, we do it." "Don't ask me why." "— Disgusting." "— Yes." "Heh." " We're collecting for the miners and their families!" "Collecting for the miners and their families, guys!" "Gays and lesbians support the miners and their families!" "I was wondering, do you need a hand?" "Well, well, if it isn't Bromley." "I mean, my last train's actually not for ages." " Gays and lesbians support miners!" " Gays and lesbians support miners!" " Gays and lesbians support miners!" " Support the miners!" " Guys, support the miners!" " Gays and lesbians support miners!" " Collecting for miners!" "Support the miners." "Come on." "Support the miners!" "Support the miners!" "It's just a couple of the lads from college." "And one of them lives in Chislehurst, so he can't be too late, either." "I've got my key." "Just mind yourself on that last train." "There's weirdoes and all sorts on there." "Thanks, Mum." "Hey, Bromley." "Over here." "I'm hiding from that girl." " Why?" " Broke my heart at a Smiths concert." "I've never met a lesbian before." "Really?" "I've never met anyone who irons their jeans." " I live at home." "— No shit." "Is that where you got that lovely brooch?" "That's embarrassing." "It's today." "What are you, 10?" "— I'm 20." "— I wouldn't go spreading that around." "You're illegal, darling." "Sixteen for the breeders, 21 for the gays." "Did you learn nothing on that march?" "You're still a minor." " Jesus." " Victory to the minors." " Don't make a mess, okay?" " They've counted it." "Well, come on, you've collected as much as anyone." "Stephanie, were you with Jeff in The Bell last night?" "For fuck's sake, it's a bruise, okay?" "My neck is bruised." " No red wine on the floor, please." " Ashtrays!" "It was a pretty good march today." "Not much in the way of beatings or abuse." "Hardly any petrol bombs or swastikas." "Is it me or are the police getting soft?" "It's funny, they've stopped hanging around outside our clubs lately." "What's that about?" "Do you think they finally got sick of all that Donna Summer?" " Yeah, headline." "My guess is they went somewhere else." "To pick on someone else." "My guess is that while we're enjoying a temporary reprieve, they're here." "Giving these poor sods the shit we usually get." "Now, these mining communities are being bullied just like we are." "Right?" "Bullied by the police, bullied by the tabloids, bullied by the government." " Do any of them need a hug?" " No." "What they need is cash." "And they need it urgently." "Because the miners have always come to our aid." " Are you kidding me?" "Are you--?" "— Why don't we talk about today?" " Today, with only a couple of buckets, we raised nearly 200 quid." "Right?" "Think what we could achieve if we really started trying." " I'm from Durham." " You know what we're talking about." "I know those bastards kicked the shit out of me every morning on my way to school." "And every night on my way home." " We are proposing to meet at least once a week and just to do as many collections as we can." "Oh, and we've got a name." "LGSM." "Lesbians and Gays Support the Miners." "— It's not very catchy." " It's a support group, not a band." "Right." "Come on, let's have a show of hands, shall we?" "Who's in?" "Guys?" "Come on, guys, please." "— Oh, come on, guys." " Is that it?" "We've actually been looking for things to do together as a couple." "Perfect." "Youse can feed the miners and your relationship." " How many is that?" " That's six." "It's better than five." " Not as good as seven." " Jonathan." "Oh, God, here come the gay Iibbers." "Brilliant party, Geth." "I'm sure you could use the backroom here" " if you're looking for a base, that is." "— We are." "We are." "That's amazing." "Gethin, thank you." "And what about me and Jonathan?" "Or is it exclusively for the under 255?" " No." " Of course not." "Everyone's welcome." "Touch me, baby, tainted love" "You sure Jonathan's interested?" "He's at a bit of a loose end." "He just needs something to occupy him." "A project." " What about Bromley over there?" "I" " I've just started catering college." "Good." "Congratulations all of you." "You're the founder members of Lesbians and Gays Support the Miners." "Terrific." "Let's bring down the government." " Support for the miners." " Give generously." "Put your hand in your pockets for the miners." "Lesbians and Gays Support the Miners." " National Union of Mineworkers." "Oh, hello, I represent a group called Lesbians and Gays Support the Miners and—" "Hello?" "HeIIo" "And there's the desired consistency." "It's glossy and wobbly." "Glossy and wobbly." " Jonathan?" "Why don't you go out with them today?" "Because I've got better things to do than run around with a bunch of kids." "What happened to gay lib, Jonathan?" "I don't know." "What did happen to it?" "Is that Gethin's boyfriend?" "Jonathan." "He stabbed Susannah York with an ice pick." "He's an actor." " Support the miners!" " Lesbians and Gays" "Support the Miners, sir." "Lesbians and Gays Support the Miners." "We've raised some money and we're looking for a mining community" "Lesbians and Gays Support the Miners." " Somebody will call you back." "Sure, but you've said that before and we——" "They'll call back." "They will." " Mark, face it." " They're on strike." "They're busy." " They don't wanna take our money" "— because we're poufs." " And a dyke." " They'd rather starve." " Hand the money over anonymously." "— We don't have to say we're gay." " No." "At least, we'd be helping." "This is a gay and lesbian group, and we are unapologetic about that." " Why are you wasting time with this?" " Mark!" "They will call." "Nothing to do with the fact that we're poufs." " And a dyke." " They will call us." "End of meeting." "They're never gonna call us back." "Someone needs to go with him." "First rule of the group." " I'll go." " Thank you, Steph." "Lesbians and Gays Support the Miners!" "Lesbians and Gays Support the Miners!" "Pervert." "First rule of the group, comrade." "Nobody collects alone." "Lesbians and Gays Support the Miners!" " Lesbians and Gays Support" " Gethin!" "— You're supposed to be a bookshop." "— We don't have maps, Mark." "People ask for the poems of Walt Whitman." "I hope there's a good reason why I've been abandoned." "Let me get this right." "So we are gonna pick a mining town at random, and just ring." "Is that the plan, is it, Mark?" "The town hall, the council." " It's as easy as that." " Why not?" "We bypass the union altogether." " I think it's inspired." "— So do I." " See, even Bromley agrees." " Right, here we go." "Aha!" "So, uh, what do we want?" " Somewhere north, industrial." "— Humberside, is that a place?" "Oh, Jesus Christ, give it to me." "If it's miners you're looking for," " there, Wales." " Of course." " That's a big fucking Coalfield." "— That's the Brecon Beacons." "That's the Coalfield there, and that is." " And what are we supposed to do?" "— Do you know people, Gethin?" "No, I haven't been back there in 16 years." "Why not?" "Well, let's just say there isn't always a welcome in the hillsides." "Shall I get the phone book?" "Well, what's the worst that can happen?" "Oh, hello, I represent a bunch of screaming homosexuals." "May I inquire about your communal baths?" " What's that got to do with a strike?" " Oh, nothing." "I'd just like to inquire." "Please, can I have some...?" "All right, thank you." "All right!" "Hey!" "If we're gonna do this, we need to take it seriously." "Have a look." "Right." "O, one, nine..." "What's the Welsh for lesbian?" "Hello?" "Yes." "I see." "— Yeah!" " Yes!" "Solidarity forever" "Solidarity forever" "Solidarity forever" "Didn't occur to you to get a description?" "She were off the phone fast." "Maybe we should try and look more obviously gay." "Achievable goals, please, Jeff." " Shut up." "That's him." " Are you sure?" " God, he's coming." " How did you know it were him?" "It's the same as in a nightclub." "It's all in the eyes." "I'm Dai Donavan." "From the Dulais Valley." "— Right." " You must be Mark." " Yes." "Hello." " Hi." "Mike." " How you doing?" " Steph." "Joe." "—Jeﬁ." "Dai." "So..." "LGSM, what does that stand for, then?" "You get a garbled message over the phone." " I thought the L was for London." "— Ha, ha." "London something." "I never dreamed for a moment it was L for..." "Hi." "This money you've raised, it's all from gays and lesbians?" "Mostly." "Yeah." "Right." " There we are." " This is just the beginning." "— Oh." " We've got big plans." "Well, I'm not going to pretend I'm not surprised." "You can see that." "Truth told, you're the first gays I've ever met in my life." "As far as you're aware." "That's true." "And you're the first miner I've ever met." " Yeah." " Me too." "Now, I-- I want you to do something for me." "I want you to go back to your community and convey my thanks, my personal thanks and the thanks of all the people of Dulais." " Yeah, of course we will." " Won't we?" " Yeah." " Yeah." " Absolutely." "Won't we, Mark?" "Who fancies a pint?" "You can have five minutes." "— Are you sure?" " Dead sure." "Yeah, but for Dai..." " Oh, I'm all right, lad." "— Trust me, Dai, if you can handle this, it's gonna make a huge difference." "What's he gonna do, take his clothes off?" "I'm going to say thank you." "Well, don't blame me if you get bottled." " Right!" "Shut up, you fuckers." "Thank you." "Thank you." "Right, listen." "Some of you know me." " My name is Mark Ashton." " Commie!" "I'm gonna invite somebody onto the stage now who wants to talk to you, and I want you to listen to him." "He comes from the Dulais Valley in South Wales, and he, um..." "Well, he's a striking miner, and he has something he wants to say to you." " I've had a—" "I've had a lot of new experiences during this strike." "Speaking in public." "Standing on a picket line." "And now I'm in a gay bar." "Well, if you don't like it, you can go home." "As a matter of fact, I do like it." "Beer's a bit expensive, mind." "But, really, there's only one difference between this and a bar in South Wales." "The women." "They're a lot more feminine in here." "What I'd really like to say to you tonight is thank you." "If you're one of the people that's put money in these buckets, if you've supported LGSM, then thank you, because what you've given us is more than money." "It's friendship." "When you're in a battle against an enemy so much bigger, so much stronger than you, well, to find out you had a friend you never knew existed, well, that's the best feeling in the world." "So thank you." "Thank you." "Thank you." "My God." "I haven't even finished this one." " Lesbians and Gays Support the Miners." "Support the miners." "So you're the only girl?" "That's right." "I'm the L in LGSM." " Good speech." " Thank you." "Thank you very much." "I've worked a few tough crowds myself over the years." " In politics?" " In panto." " Oh, all right." "— Okay, LGSM over here, please." " Something we could use." " What?" "An official photographer." "Jesus, Mark." "We don't even have an official typewriter." " Nice and close." " I could do it." "I've got a camera." "It's a really good one." "I'd be happy to do it." " Bromley, if you're sure." " Of course he's sure." "Never let it be said that LGSM discouraged youth enterprise." "Right." "What are you gonna say? "Cheese"?" "Victory to the miners." "Victory to the miners!" "Martin, come on." "Tell them you've run a whole canteen before." " You're not just packing food parcels." "— Go." "And don't look so bloody worried." "It's not the first day of school." "What do they need to come here for?" "We sent them a thank-you note." "Every other group has been invited." " Every other group was approved by the whole committee." " Oh, I see." "— Dai had to make a snap decision." "Oh, this is all my fault." "He was in London." "Would you have told them to keep their money?" "I'll tell you what I would've done." "I would've come back." "All right, I run a civil meeting here." "If you want to scream and shout, get on the pickets." "I don't have a problem with what they are." " None of us do." " It's the men." "Well, you bring a load of gays into a working men's club, you get trouble." "I'm sorry." " No other group has raised as much." " I'm not disputing that." " Or been so consistent." "Why don't you just invite them?" "Sorry, but everyone's saying they don't have a problem." "Good." "They've raised the most money, so invite them." "And who the bloody hell are you?" " You did what?" " I know." "But Hefina, she's like the head honcho, absolutely terrifying, well, she obviously can't stand this Maureen." "Kids, mind the fish fingers." "What's the matter?" "You told me not to sell myself short." "I'm not talking about that." "Gays and lesbians." " We are trying to fit in here, Sian." " What?" " Volunteer, I said." "Run the canteen." "They didn't want me on the canteen." "Wanted me on the committee." "All right, so keep your head down." "Do the paperwork." "Don't start stirring it all up, inviting a load of gays and lesbians." "Oh, it's like that, is it?" "I had you down as many things, but prejudiced was never one of them." " I'm not prejudiced." " No?" "I'm a realist." "I know what small towns are like, Sian, and I know exactly how those lads are going to react." " You think so?" " I know so." "I'm standing on a bloody picket with them day after day." "It was a majority decision." "The committee decided." "I hope you and your bloody committee can guarantee their safety, Sian." "I do." "I really do." "All aboard the deviants bus." "No pushing, no community singing, and absolutely no back-chatting the driver." "— Right, where are we going?" " Wales." "Fuck me." "Someone better roll me a little spliffette." "What I'd like to know is, what Bromley told his mum and dad." " Yeah." "— I just" " Oh, it's no big deal." "Come on." "I said that I was doing so well at college, they were sending me on a residential course." " Doing what?" "Choux pastry." "Bromleyl Bromley!" "Bromleyl Bromley!" "Bromleyl" "Bromleyl Bromley!" "Bromleyl" "Bit late in the day for that, isn't it?" "That's the fourth one I've done." "Fast as I put them up, they pull them down." "I'm running out of staples." "Every woman is a lesbian at heart" "Every woman is a lesbian at heart" "You can't possibly say that every woman is a lesbian." " Why not?" " Because they're not." "Esther Rantzen isn't a lesbian." "My mum is not a lesbian." "How do you know?" "How do I know my mum's not a lesbian?" "What he's trying to say is, you can't make grand, sweeping generalizations." "It's not acceptable." "Every woman is a lesbian at heart" "Every woman is a lesbian at heart" "Every woman is a lesbian at heart" "Including Reggie's mum" " Look at the map." "We should have turned left at that village." " How can that be a village?" "It doesn't have vowels." " Hang on a minute." " Yes?" "I think so." "Are we here?" "We're here." " Oh, my God." " Come on, let's go." "Right, then." " I guess we just..." " I'm starting to freak out slightly." "Dai, your gays have arrived." " Good to see you again." "— Good to see you." " Hi there." "Welcome." "Welcome." "Come on in, everybody." "Great to see you again." "Great to see you again." "Hello." "Come on in." "Welcome, everybody." " This is my wife, Margaret." " Hello." " How are you?" "— This is Gail." " And Sian, who wrote to you." " Sian." " This is Hefina, who chairs the welfare committee." "This is Gwen." " And this is Cliff, our club secretary." " How you doing?" "Um, I'm going to officiate you." " Oh, good." "Hold that, and name here, please." "And in the corresponding box, the group or organization you represent." "In this case..." "Lesbians and Gays Support the Miners." "Yep." "Quite." "Absolutely." "Thank you." "Thank you very much for having us." "Now, I'm hoping you can clear something up for me about lesbians." " Not now, Gwen." " Something I was told in the market, and to be honest with you, it did surprise me——" " Let them get settled in first, shall we?" "— Oh." "Now, who's making the speech?" "A Speech?" "No big deal." "One of you has to go up on stage and say a few words." "Just so we know who you are, like." "I'll tell the band to shut up, and we'll push you on." "And welcome, all of you." "To be honest, I never thought you'd come." "Anybody else feel like appointing themselves leader?" "Didn't think so." "Ahem." "A million miles from home" "But I 'm walkin'" "Walkin '" "Walkin '" "For you" "Walkin' for you" "Now then, ladies and gentlemen, we're joined once again by one of our support groups," "Lesbians and Gays Support the Miners." "Will you, uh, welcome their spokesman onto the stage?" "Thank you." "Thank you, Dai." "Thank you," "Um, Falling Leaves." "Actually, Dai Donovan made a speech at our local pub, and he's a pretty tough act to follow, so maybe now is the moment for my musical tribute to Judy Garland." "Look, we raised this money because we wanna help you." "And that's it." "And we'll keep on trying to help you for as long as you want us to because we've been through some of the same things you've been through." "Listen, if one in five people is gay, then one in five miners must be too, right?" "So that's at least a fifth of you who's pleased to see us." "Thank you." "Thank you for inviting us here." "Thanks." "One, two, three, four..." "Them falling leaves" "They say that summer's done" "The wind and rains" "They say so too" "But ain't no winter skies Will ever shadow the sun" "While I'm With you..." " Night, everybody." " Good night, Dai." "There we are." "All settled in." "It's teething problems, love." "Everything will be all right once they start to mix." " I'm not talking about running away." "I'm talking about making a dignified exit." " Tomorrow before dawn." " We can't waltz into a town like this, expect them not to" " Slit our throats?" " Just be cautious." " I don't know about anybody else, but I don't have to travel to get my head kicked in." " I can very easily get that at home." "— Anyone who wants to go should go." "— I came to help." " They don't want your help." "Well, they can tell me that to my face." "Until that time, I'm a member of LGSM." "I'm gonna do what I set out to do." "No hiding, no running away, no apologies." " Me too." " Yeah." " And me." " And me." " This is a Welsh castle, mind." "None of your Norman rubbish." "According to legend, the maiden Sabrina came here, see, and became the goddess of the River Severn." " How'd she manage that then, Cliff?" " By drowning." "Sabrina fair" "Listen where thou art sitting" "Under the glassie Cool, translucent wave" "And so on." "I grew up in Northern Ireland." "I know all about what happens when people don't talk to each other." "That's why I've never understood what's the point of supporting gay rights but nobody else's rights, you know?" "Or workers' rights, but not women's rights." "It's, I don't know, illogical." "There's a lodge banner down in the welfare, over 100 years old." "We bring it out for special occasions, you know?" "I'll show it to you one day." "It's a symbol, like this, right?" "Two hands." "That's what the labor movement means." "Should mean." "You support me, I support you, whoever you are, wherever you come from, shoulder to shoulder, hand to hand." " Dai!" "There they go." " They're bringing the men from London, from Bristol, all over." " They're pulling the lads in for anything now." "They can't do that." "There's two from my street in custody right now." "Lee and Carl." "Where's your humanity?" "We're citizens of this country, mind." "Citizens." "No, I mean, they can't do that." "It's totally illegal." "A police officer has the right to stop you if" "That's the important word here." "If he has reasonable grounds to believe a crime is gonna be committed." "Are you absolutely sure about this?" "Police harassment, dear, I could set it to music." " And if he does?" "Then he must formally charge you within 24 hours of that arrest." "But reasonable grounds means concrete evidence that can stand up in court." "It doesn't mean he doesn't like the look of you." "That's the same whether you're standing on a picket line or trolling down Clapham High Street in full drag." "Hefina, tell Martin to mind the kids." " Where you going?" " The police station." "She's finding her feet." "Right, gentlemen, listen to me." "A police officer only has the right to detain a group of people..." "You need evidence to stand up in a court of law." "They need evidence." "Detain them for longer than 24 hours" "There's no proof." "No proof." "And I will not be leaving this desk until you do." "We've got all day, so chop—chop." " Nobody said anything about hiding who we are." " Yes, they did." "You." " I just think if everybody takes it easy on the..." " Flamboyance." " We're more likely to fit in." "I'm sorry, just to be clear, when you say "fIamboyance,"" "you mean "gay."" "And when you say "everyone," you mean me." " Jonathan." " Good." "It's just I haven't spoken 1950s in quite a while." "Over here, please." "We're packing parcels." " You'll stay for a pint?" " No, you're all right, Cliff." "welfare's had a change of atmosphere, if you know what I mean." "I don't know what you mean, Lee, no." "He means these faggots." "If it wasn't for those people, you would still be in the nick." " What?" " He's right." "They make me sick." "That's all I know." "That's enough." "Physically sick!" " Gays?" " From London." "They were the ones, got you out." "I thought Sian got us out." "They told her." "They told her what to say." " Carl." " It's you lot, is it?" "— The gays?" "— What's going on?" "No, it's all right." "It's all right." "We're LGSM." "Lesbians and Gays Support the Miners, yes." "My name's Mark Ashton." "You'll have a pint, will you, Mark?" "What I was told about lesbians really did shock me." "It can't be true, can it?" "You're all vegetarians?" "Actually, Zoe and I are both vegans." "So you live together like, you know, husband and wife," " but what I want to know is" " I know what you're gonna say." "Which one does the housework?" "Oh, okay, well, that's..." "That's not what I thought you was gonna say." " Are you joking?" " Certainly not." "It's embarrassing enough they spent one night on Dai's floor, Maureen." "From here on in, the hosting committee's gonna start hosting." "I'm sorry, not me." "I'm concerned about AIDS." "Heh." "What?" "It's not a trivial matter, Sian." "They've issued leaflets." " I don't mind taking more, Hefina." "Not the lesbians so much, because of their cuisine, but I'll take an extra gay." "I'll tell you something right now, Maureen Barry." "If you get AIDS, so help me God, I'll nurse you myself." "Though how you're gonna get AIDS from a couple of sleeping bags in your extension, I don't know." "Listen, it's fine." "No." "I can take another one, and so can Cliff." "Think it's gonna be that easy, do you?" "You just bulldoze the whole village into thinking the same thing as you." "I don't need to bulldoze anyone." "It's you who's got the problem." "They're all in there getting along perfectly well." "Oh, really?" "What the hell do you think you're doing?" " Just talking to Kev about something." " Talk to Kev any day of the week." "Get over there and find a gay or a lesbian right now." "Look, Heﬁna, I've shaken their hands," "I've bought them a pint." "See?" "I don't wanna labor the point, do I?" "I might, you know, give them the wrong impression." " Right." " Oh, right." "Because you're so bloody irresistible, is that it, Carl Evans?" "Listen to me, I've seen you dancing round my backyard with no clothes on since you were this high, and I can tell you right now, these gays have thrown better away." "Now move yourself, and you." "This is a first, this." "Men on the dance floor." "You can't be serious." "Welsh men don't dance, do they, Sian?" "Never." "Can't move their hips." "Well, why don't we show them what they're missing." "Oh, my God, he's amazing." " Come on." "Come on." "Oh, look at that." "Ow!" "Oh!" "God, I miss disco." "Everyone back to mine for a nightcap." "What?" "Go to bed, Cliff." "I promise I'll do it, man." "For God's sakes." "He always gets like this." "What did I bloody say to you, eh?" "Showing us up in front of our guest?" " Don't worry." "You're gonna love it." " Cheers, mate." "— Oi." "What was that about?" " He's gonna give him dance lessons." "You joking?" "He was all prancing about like that." "Listen, if you're gonna spend the rest of your life standing at the bar wishing you could speak to Debbie Thomas, that's fine by me." "I'm gonna be a woman magnet." "Where the bloody hell did you get that?" " I don't know why you're so het up." "They're going in the morning." "Well, this strike matters to you two, does it?" "Of course it does." "What do you think people will say when they hear about this?" "We're being backed up by perverts." "You want people taking the piss, do you?" "Scabs, Coppers, calling us all sorts of names?" "No." "Well, I know one thing." "Your father would never have stood for it." "That went well, considering." ""Considering"?" "Sometimes people can surprise you, that's all I'm saying." "I never had a problem with it, Sian." "Well, I'm glad to hear it, because this is Joe and he's gonna be sleeping in our house." "How do?" "Nice to meet you." "No need to do the full Barry White, Martin." "He knows you're heterosexual." "This is fine." "— We should take him to the door." "— No, just here, please." "Just drop me here." " Come on." " What about that?" " All right." "Oh, leave him alone." " Hang on a minute." " What is it?" " Gotta keep up the fiction." "See you." "Mm." "Was it fun?" "It was the best experience of my entire life." "Making pastry?" "You wanna start something, you start it with me!" " Lesbians and gays support the miners." " Oh, thank you." " Thank you." "Keep it moving, girls." "Just put it in." "Victory to the miners!" " Lesbians and gays support the miners." "Any donations, sir?" "Don't worry about me freezing to death in Brixton, will you?" "Aren't you going to ring your mom?" "What for?" "A long-distance queer bashing?" "— Hi." " Here you are, love." "Why don't I pretend to be your girlfriend?" "That way, you get an alibi and I get to watch The Sound of Music." " Come to ours, Steph." " Can I?" "Yeah." "Orphans of the storm." "No queen's speech, no carols." "Oh, sounds like heaven." " Support the miners." "Very happy Christmas to you too." "There is now a danger that has become a threat to us all." "It is a deadly disease and there is no known cure." "The virus can be passed during sexual intercourse with an infected person." "AIDS." "Anally injected death sentence." "Heh." "Will you switch that off, please, Tony?" "But it's spreading." " Thank you." " So protect yourself." "Hello?" "Can I speak to Jonathan?" "Uh, no, he's being creative in the kitchen," " I'm afraid." "— Take a message." "I just wanted to thank him for his beautiful card." "Homemade too." "My husband was particularly impressed with it." "I'll tell him." "Is that a Welsh accent I can hear?" "Uh" " Oh." "Uh, maybe." "The remnants." "I haven't been home in a long time, so..." " We're looking forward to seeing them all back here soon." "And wish Jonathan a happy Christmas from all of us in Dulais, will you?" " Of course." "Of course I will." "Nadolig Llawen to you, my love." "The One O'Clock News from the BBC." "The Coal Board called a press conference in near despair today after the collapse of last night's talks and the strike entered its 42nd week." "The union responded with a renewed attack on the government's cuts to beneﬁts for the families of those on strike." "They're calling it an attempt by Mrs. Thatcher to starve the miners back to work." "Severe weather in England and Wales is set to continue..." " Bloody hell, it's bricked up." " Oh, Jesus." "Let's get the stuff unloaded and share it out as fast as possible, yeah?" "What the bloody hell am I doing?" "Right, come on, then." "You heard him." "There's noises in the village." "Small voices." "Nothing we can't handle, but..." "They wanna go back?" "They've been told they'll save the pits that go back first." "They won't, but desperate people, they'll believe anything." "Tell him about the bus." "Our bus has broken down." " And our gas has been cut off, so we're having baths next door." "We're playing for a tin of beef now." "Remember, all your proceeds to the strike fund, ladies and gents." "So please dig deep." " There's a pair for you." "Happy Christmas." "There you go." "Not even Kim Wilde's got them in orange." " Ah!" "— This is Gethin." " Hello." " He's a little nervous." "— Jonathan." "Ah, there's no need to be nervous, boy." "— With a good Welsh name like that?" " Where you from, then?" "Rhyl, originally." "No." "No way." "Listen here, see." "We don't mind the gays and the lesbians, that's fine." "But don't you dare be bringing people from North Wales down here." "Stupid bugger." " Come on." "That bus is a lifeline." "It takes the men to the picket." "It takes the food parcels to the remotest villages." "Without it" " All the fours, 44." "We need to start thinking in larger chunks of money." "Without it they're gonna fail." "Simple as that." "But when are you gonna address my question about a women's group?" " Blind 70." "Stella, this is important." "I know, but this group has absolutely no democratic process." "What do you need a group for?" " Lady and me, 23." "To address the women's issues." "Singly and in a safe environment." "What is unsafe about this environment?" " Kelly's eye, number one." "I'm a woman, Mike." "Okay?" "I'm also a lesbian" "— and a feminist." " Listen, love." "I don't care if you're Arthur Scargill." "Don't talk during the bingo." " Tickety-boo, 62." "— Oh." "—Aah." " Thirty six." "For God's sake, leave him alone." "He's not a Girl's World." "But we love him, Mom." "Okay, design speed." "It's called the Great Atlantic Fault." "And it starts here in Spain, and then it goes under the Bay of Biscay, and then it comes up in South Wales." "And then it goes under the Atlantic for miles and miles and miles, and it comes up again in Pennsylvania." "My father used to talk about it." " Yeah." " And mine." " The dark artery." " That's it." "Yeah, that's it." "And you could take a miner from Wales or Spain, or America, and you could show them that seam, and they would recognize it." "There's no other coal like it." "It's perfect." "Pure." "Yeah." "I lost my younger brother to that pit." "Thirty—six years old." "But without it, these villages are nothing." "They're finished." "That's what I'd say, if I ever came face to face with Margaret fucking Thatcher." "That's what I'd tell her." "The pit and the people are one and the same." "Yeah." "Well..." "Welcome home, son." "Thank you." "Listen to me, everyone!" "— I just wanna say something." "I" " Get your feet off those seats." "We've let you down." "No, we have." "We haven't collected enough, we haven't raised enough awareness." "We know that." "Now, it's not enough to always be defending." "Sometimes you have to attack to push forward, and that's exactly what we're gonna do." "When we get back to London, and you have my word on this, we are gonna" "We're gonna do something so spectacular." "And it will be so incredible, so effective, that the National Coal Board—" "I promise you this." "——will come crawling on their hands and knees, in full drag," "to beg you for forgiveness." "Now, victory!" "Victory to the miners!" "Well done!" "Victory to the miners." "As we come marching, marching" "In the beauty of the day" "A million darkened kitchens" "A thousand mill lofts gray" "Are touched with all the radiance" "That a sudden sun discloses" "For the people hear us singin'" "Bread and roses, bread and roses" "As we go marching, marching" "We battle too for men" "For they are women's children" "And we mother them again" "Our lives shall not be sweated" "From birth until life closes" "Hearts starve as well as bodies" "Give us bread, but give us roses" "As we go marching, marching" "Unnumbered women dead" "Go crying through our singing" "Their ancient cry for bread" "Small art and love and beauty" "Their drudging spirits knew" "Yes, it is bread we ﬁght for" "But we cry for roses too" " Go back to where you came from!" "No!" "What--?" " We've come to take back our welfare." "— What are you talking about?" " From all your bloody queers." " What the hell's going on?" " There's normal people who wanna drink in here as well." "You listen to me, those people in there are our guests." "Yeah?" "Well, they wanna watch themselves!" " Leave it, Martin." "Come on, for God's sake, man." "Come on, leave it." "Come on, Martin." "You so much as lay one finger on anyone inside that hall, and so help me God, I'll break your bloody arms and legs for you." "Come on, come back in." "Come on." "Bent bastards!" "There you go." "I know it's freezing, but at least the beers will be cold." "Anyone want a beer?" "Anyone?" "— Yeah, over here." " I've got one." "Thanks, mate." "Here you go, Alan." "Say not the struggle naught availeth" "The labor and the wounds are vain" "The enemy faints not, nor faileth" "And as things have been They remain" "If hopes were dupes" " Oh, that's more like it." " Shh." " I'm Gary." " Mm." "Hi." "I want to learn to dance." "— We need to make something happen." "— Yeah, well, we do now, yeah." "Something big, an event, something bigger than we've ever tried before." " Come inside." "It's warmer in there." "— It's morale." "That's the thing." "It's just as important as money." "We need to keep them up, Mike." "The minute they start to feel like a lost cause" "I know, I know." "And there's nothing worse than a lost cause." "I'm in Wales, and I don't have to pretend to be something that I'm not." "I'm home." "And I'm gay." " I'm Welsh." " That's right." "Get him another beer before he starts singing." "What I don't understand is why you never came back before." "My mother." " She couldn't accept me." " Not then, perhaps." "She's religious." "She hasn't said one word to me in 16 years." "And what about you?" "What words have you said to her?" "You got a sweetheart, have you, love?" "I'm a gobby Northern lesbian, Gwen." "I tend to scare them off." "Look." "That's my William." "Forty-four years I had him with me." "And I wish you as many with someone one day." "And as happy." "Jesus, I'm pissed." " Alan, no!" "Give us a hand, will you, Steph?" "He's thrown up again." "Margaret, I am so sorry." " Alan Pritchard, so help me." ""For many years now, we have been force—fed an agenda that has represented homosexuals first as victims, now as heroes."" "Margaret Donovan could be reported." "All those people in her house." ""The homosexuals have been told that it is us, the normal population, and not them, that is out of step." "Any society that accepts that sick deception is swirling headlong into a cesspool of its own making."" "Well, they wanna see what's going on up here." "They'd have a field day." " Why don't you come over to Dai's?" "Just for a minute." "I think if you met one or two of them" "Have you seen this, Cliff?" "About the gays?" "I don't believe what they say about us, Lee." "Why listen to what they say about them?" "Get inside, you, and shut up." "You're a respected woman, Maureen." "People follow you." "You could set an example." "You're the backbone of that committee." "You work hard." "You've been both mother and father to those boys." " Sitting on your own in the dark, Maureen?" "You wanna take that rod out of your ass for a minute." " Good luck." "Morning." "Thanks." "Hello." "I'm in a phone box, so I'll have to be quick." "I got a story for your news desk." "Hello, Mum." "See you." "Hello, sailors." " Morning, ladies." " Come on, Maries." " What are they on about?" " With your bum chum." " What's going on?" " Wait till you see this." "Jesus." " "Perverts support the pits." "A gaggle of gays and lesbians has come out in favor of the miners' strike." "Our editor says, 'We knew the miners were desperate, but now we have the final and compelling evidence that they are finished."'" ""Does anyone else hear the bottom of the barrel being scraped?" "From where I'm sitting, the noise is pretty deafening."" "Unbelievable." "Who did this?" "Have to go to a vote, but I'm warning you, we can do without trouble." "This isn't trouble, it's mischief." "Jesus, man, we've had worse than this before now." "Every day they're out collecting for us." "It's the men, Dai." "They've already got their wives supporting them, and now this, gays." "The whole country laughing at us." "It's about dignity." "It'll have to go to a vote." "Right." "They're calling an emergency meeting." "A vote." "Dai is speaking up for us, of course, but it's done a lot of damage." "Yeah, but we're not gonna let a little thing like this break." " Oh, down." " Oh, down." " Get down." " Stay down!" " Jesus Christ!" " Gethin, please!" "Bastard!" "I don't care about what they do, but it's a distraction." "It's distracting people from the strike." "And then there's the children." "I mean, what example is it for kiddies to have gays and lesbians roaming around?" "It's unnatural." "There used to be a tradition in Wales of honoring your guests." "Do you remember that, ladies?" "Respect, generosity?" " Hefina-— — There's one thing unnatural about this whole bloody business." "Betraying the community." "And when I find out who sold that story, believe me, they'll know what it feels like to be ashamed." "What the hell are we doing?" "Let's just get this finished, Mark." "No, no." "What the hell are we doing?" "They'd never have known if it wasn't for this article." " So?" " So they'd never have found us." "What are you saying?" "Send them the bill?" "Do you know how many people read this paper?" "This our chance to do something spectacular." "We could never drum up this kind of publicity in a million years." "Mark, don't you just think we ought to hold back and regroup?" "There isn't time to regroup." "This is a news item now, today." " We have to take advantage." "— They called us perverts." "Bromley, it's time for an important part of your education." "Hands up, in this room, if you've ever been called a name like that." "Now, there is a long and honorable tradition in the gay community, and it has stood us in good stead for a very long time." "When somebody calls you a name-- Am I right, Jonathan?" "— Dead right." "— You take it and you own it." " I love you." " You owe me." " It's a fundraising concert, and we're looking for bands to——" "No." "No." "No, I am in no way suggesting that Sting or indeed any other member of The Police is a pervert." "Cool." "Cheers." "Oh, I can probably get you some more." "Next week, if you want." "He'll call." "Okay." "There are no gay artists on this label." "I'm sorry." "They don't have to be gay." "That's the point." "This is a coming together of all different people——" "Reception." "It arrived about 10 minutes ago, Barry." "Yeah, well, you could come down and get it." "What the bloody hell do you think you're doing?" "That's the number for Gay Switchboard." "You never know." "One of them might need it one day." " We'll be back in time for the vote." " Right-o." "— Any problems, we can be reached" " at the bookshop." " You're gonna miss this train." "Rowena Roberts has had a baby." "She needs an extra box." "I can't hear you." "— Rowena Roberts had a baby..." " Strange." "I can't" " I can't hear you." "— She needs an extra box." "— Ha—ha—ha." "And the difference is, this is open to everyone, okay?" "Gay, straight, it doesn't matter." "We want people to come together to show their support." "And why should gay people like me support the miners?" "Because miners dig for coal, which produces power, which allows gay people like you to dance to Bananarama until 3:00 in the morning." "Next question?" " Are you all right?" "Yes, you, the cute one." "I've never met a pop star." "I have." "Max Boyce." "He was playing Swansea Grand the year our Jane was born." " What's funny about that?" " Ha, ha." "You need to push the T—shirts and the badges as hard as you can." "This is a fundraiser." "Make sure people are buying stuff." " Is he in charge?" " He's the official photographer." "We don't want it to be all churchy." "Do you know what I mean?" "It's a christening." "Yeah, but the readings don't all have to come from the Bible, do they?" "You can have all sorts of things nowadays." "It's more open." "Meeting's tomorrow afternoon, 3:00 sharp." "We'll make it, long as we leave early." " And the vote?" "— At the end." "Single question:" "can we continue taking your support in the light of recent events?" " Recent events." " Won't have anything to worry about." "I'm telling you, when they see what you make out of this" " If we make anything out of it." "— You joking?" "You're already famous." " Give it here." ""Bronski Beat are to headline a benefit for the miners at the Electric Ballroom." "Pits and Perverts is being organized by the London Lesbians and Gay Men" " Support the Miners group."" " Got the name wrong." ""The event is open to everyone, gay or straight, and will be a real festive occasion through which we can express our solidarity with the mining community."" "Don't dawdle, love." "Get indoors." " Support the miners." "Welcome, ladies and gentlemen." "To the gays, to the straights," "and to the as yet undecided." " Welcome to the Electric Ballroom," " It's amazing." " for this, the first ever Pits and Perverts Benefit Ball." "Tell me why" "Tell me why" "Contempt in your eyes As I turn to kiss his lips" "Broken, I lie" "All my feelings denied" "Blood on your ﬁst" "Can you tell me why?" "Can you tell me why?" "Can you tell me why?" "Can you tell me why?" "This is the first gay club we've ever been to." "Yeah?" "As a matter of fact, we're not gay, either." "Oh." "We're miners." " That's perfect." "— Hide me." "Hey." "Why?" "If you see Steph, perhaps you'd give her this?" "They want me to join their breakaway group, Lesbians Against Pit Closures." "Strictly women only." "Don't think I could trust myself, do you?" "Are you gonna take my picture, then?" "Tell me why" "Can you tell me why?" "Can you tell me why?" "Can you tell me why?" "Well, it's incredible to see such a mix of people here tonight." "Gay and straight." "Can you see what we've done here?" "By coming together, all of us, by pledging our solidarity, our friendship, we've made history." "Back in our..." "Back in our miners' lodge in Wales, we have a banner." "And it's old." "It's very old, maybe a hundred years." "And it's this, two hands together, joined like this." "Well, I tell you now, you've worn our badge," ""coal not dole,"" "and when the time comes, you have my word on this, we will wear yours." "shoulder—to—shoulder, hand-to-hand." "Come on." "We're off out for the night." "Now, I hope you ladies aren't gonna let me down." "What?" "We want to see everything, don't we?" " What, everything?" "— Even the rubber scene." "Sorry, ladies, this is a men-only venue." "Oh, don't be daft, love." "We've come all the way from Powys." " Evening." "Hello." "That's my youngest, yeah." "How'd you get into that Ieotard, then?" "Talcum powder." "What?" "— Talcum powder." " Oh." "Lily of the valley, I use." "Mark?" "Oh, my God." "Mark Ashton." "Tim?" " I know." "I know." " Oh, my God." " Oh, this is insane." "I'm bumping into everybody tonight." " How are you?" "Still changing the world?" "— Bit by bit." " Tim, come on." "I haven't been home in four days." "Haven't you?" "I'm on a farewell tour." "Where are you going?" "You are a beautiful man, Mark." "I miss you." "Please take care of yourself, okay?" "Please." " Come on." "— Please take care." " Come on then, girls." "That's enough." "Back to ours." "Bedtime." "— Come on." "— I'm sorry." "Don't worry, you're lighter than your husband." "Do you know what I was when I met Alan?" "Drunk?" "Sixteen." "Think that's ridiculous?" "I was pretty then." "You're pretty now." "All goes south, doesn't it?" "Love, looks, everything." "That's cheery." "Sod it." "I always thought sex was for the men, really." "Anyway, we just put up with it, don't we?" " Keep them quiet." " Okay." "I will listen to a certain amount of drunken bollocks, Gail, but sex is not just for the men." "It's for the women too, believe me." "Oh, yeah." "No carpets." "This is Laura Ashley." "I've seen it before." "Where?" "— Cardiff." " What I want to know is what's this?" "Hefina, put that back immediately." "That's nothing." "Here, look what else I've found." " You never went under his bed!" " When was the last time you saw anything like that, huh?" "When?" "When?" "Don't those women ever sleep?" "Oh, Jesus, God." "That takes me back." "Ha-ha—ha." "No, look." "Wait, look." "Look" "Put it down." "Mum." " So, what were their names again, boys?" " Mine was Jess." " And mine was Carol." " Hey." " Straight people asked if they could join." "— You're joking." " We should set up another group." "Straights Supporting Gays Supporting Miners." " This is right..." " That's it, yeah..." " Excuse me." "That's it, we're off." "— What about Bromley?" " It's too late." "— You've got a meeting to get to." " The vote, remember?" " Okay." " Surely you've got his number, Steph." "— Nobody's got his number." " He still lives at home." " Mark's right." "If we're gonna get" " He's blown it." "Come on, let's go." " Oh, what a shame." "He was sucking face when the lights came up." "I wouldn't waste any time feeling sorry for him." "Can I please have an aspirin?" " What the hell is this?" " Plans change, Cliff." "It's not my fault." "No answer." " They must be on their way." " Okay." "I can't speak in front of all these people, Cliff." "I can't." "I know you think you know what you want, Joe, but you're so young." "That's what the law's for, to protect you." "I didn't know who I was at your age." "It's such a terrible life, Joe." "It's lonely." "Is that what you want?" "No family?" "Hiding from people at work?" "From everyone?" "Keeping secrets?" "Come here." " So now Cliff will speak on behalf of the LGSM." "Floor's yours, Cliff." "Um..." "Well, what I want to say abo" "About the gays and lesbians" "Why don't you do us a poem, Cliff?" "Poem!" "Poem!" "Poem!" "I want to propose that this meeting is unlawful." "I want to propose that this meeting was brought forward unlawfully and that most of the people here aren't even from this village!" "All right." "Let's bring it forward to the vote." " There we go." "Two hours to spare." " Hefina Heddon, you drive like a bloody lunatic." "Oh, Jesus Christ." " Gwen, look after the gays." " Right-o!" " Three o'clock." " You can't dictate when the committee sits." "You told us 3:00." " Had to change it." "If you weren't in" " A bloody disgusting way to behave." "It's invalid." "This whole decision is invalid." "— We can fight it." " We got one fight." "The fucking strike!" " Or have you forgotten that?" "Dancing around in London?" "The trouble with those people" "— is they jump on the bandwagon." " What?" " It's well-known." "They pretend they're backing you, but what they're really doing is pushing their own agenda." "Gay rights." " What?" "— We've seen articles, Hefina." "Christ Jesus, help me." "You better shut her mouth or I'm gonna do it permanently." " No, come on then!" "That's enough!" "An official letter will be sent." " I can't—" "I can't listen to this." " To thank them, most sincerely, but the vote was we won't be accepting their support anymore." "They're causing us embarrassment, Dai." "That's the thing." "And we're not strong enough, not now." "We're struggling to survive as it is." "Oh, that reminds me." "Courtesy of those people and their agenda." "Jesus Christ." "I don't suppose you opened your mouth, did you?" "Didn't want to rock the boat, is that it?" "There's bloody thousands here." "You think you've known someone your whole life." "Turns out they're a complete stranger." "— I'd say the same about you, Cliff." "— I'll tell you something." "If you think this is what my brother would've wanted, you're wrong." "We came to help you win, and if we're not helping, we have to go." "Hey, this was all you." " No." " It was." "All right, take my advice." "Don't give it all to the fight." "Save some for home." "There's more to life, you know?" "You girls have opened my eyes." "I'm going to extend my repertoire, you'll see." " The vegan Delia Smith." " Heh." " Bye." " Bye." "Take care now." "It's a bloody travesty, man." "I don't accept it." " Gethin." " I don't!" "They can't stop me from collecting money, now, can they?" " Don't be crazy, Gethin." " Geth." "Somebody better tell Lesbians Against Pit Closures." " What now?" "— What do you mean?" " What we doing?" "Where we going?" " It's over." "Were you not paying attention?" "We lost." "And I don't know about you, but I'm pissing off." "— Where?" " Anywhere." "I'm out of here." "What about the rest of us?" "Think it might be possible just for once you could make your own decision?" " You what?" "— Do you think that just for once you could stop following me around like a fucking spaniel and let me have a life of my own?" "Yeah." " Yeah." "I think I could manage that." "— Good." "Piss off, all of you." "Leave me alone." "Lesbians and Gays Support the Miners." "Lesbians and Gays Support the Miners." "Lesbians and Gays Support the Miners." "Never mind the miners." "There's gay people dying every day." "That's what you should be thinking about" "Not the bloody miners." "Asshole." " Excuse me." "Excuse me." "Excuse me, I only wanna talk to you." "Tell you what we'll do, let's come over here." "This is the key you swapped it to." "Oh, well, we'll leave that there, but I 'II——" "Is Joe there, please?" "No, I'm afraid he's out." "Can you tell him that his friend Gethin's in hospital?" "It's very important." "He's, um" "He's in St. Thomas' Hospital." "He's been beaten up." "Yes, of course I'll tell him." "And will you tell him that Steph called round, to see how he was?" "Yeah." "Who was that?" "Tina." "She wants a lift in the morning." "You're back at the job center tomorrow, don't forget." "I should've..." "I should've said more." "I could have." "I could've spoken better." "If you're gonna cut, out it straight." "Into triangles." "I'm gay" "I know." "I've known for a little while now, Cliff." "Since the gays arrived?" "Well, I can't speak for the rest of the village, but speaking for myself, since about 1968." "Well..." "Yeah." " What's that?" "It's a new van." " About time too." "What the hell's this?" "New van, courtesy of our gay friends down in London." " I'm not getting in that." "— Then you'll have to stay here." "In you get, lads." "Quick now." "You a lesbian, are you, love?" "That's right." "We're just off to Swansea now for a massive Iez—off." " Britain's longest-running national strike is over." "Amongst scenes of bitterness and anger, NUM delegates voted narrowly for an organized return to work on Tuesday." "Tomorrow, most of Britain's coal miners will return to work." "They say they'll march back heads held high." "It's almost a year to the very day since they walked out and embarked on a course of action which..." " Joe!" "Have you seen the news?" "Thank God for that!" "The cost, ﬁnancial and social..." " Joe?" "Good lads, good lads." "Bloody hell." " Mark, where are you going?" " I'm leaving." "I was trying to make myself feel better, and I failed." "I've been virtually under house arrest." "Stuck with my parents." "I haven't seen anyone." "Tried ringing Steph, but she" "— Why don't you leave?" " I did last night." " I didn't even tell them I was going." " That's not leaving, it's running." " What are you gonna do now?" " Stay here." "And do what?" "And get a job down in the pit?" "That's all they need, a trained pastry chef with a camera." "When are you gonna get some guts, huh?" "You're a member of LGSM, so stop sneaking out of your mommy's house and stand up for yourself." "Have some pride." "Because life is short, okay?" "It's short." "Okay?" " What should I tell the others?" " Nothing." "I wasn't here." "You're a mad bugger." "I'm taking you home after that." "In the van." "No arguments." "Will you give this to Jeff, please, Joe?" "Of course I will." "Come on." "What about Gethin?" "Is he okay?" "Gethin?" "The last I heard, he was back on the ward." "I don't like Meltis Fruits." "Well, then maybe you won't go through them quite so fast." "Oh, help me out with these, will you, Bromley?" "Stay in bed." "Keep an eye on Jonathan for me, will you?" "He needs to take care of himself." "It's you we're taking care of." "If you could just make sure he's got some groceries in." " Gethin." " He's HIV positive, Sian." "He not supposed to smoke, and he needs to eat properly." "Please, for me." "Gethin?" "Hello." "This is my mum." "— Hi." " Come in." "Back then, when they knew even less about this thing, they gave out numbers with each diagnosis." "One, two, three, and so on." "Of course, when they got into the high thousands, it" "I'm number two." "Nobody knows what's keeping me alive." "I think it's the grass." "What are you gonna do now?" "Make you some soup." "Drive back to Wales." "No, I mean, with your life." "I'm a wife and mother, love." "My life goes back to normal now." "Well, it shouldn't." "You have a first-class mind." "You should do something." "Go to college." "Don't waste it, Sian." "There are young people dying every day now." "Good people." "Clever, promising." "Don't you dare waste it." " Shit." " Oh." "I'm sorry." "Heh-heh-heh." "What the hell is this?" "And where have you been?" "You must be Joe's mom." "I'm Sian." "Will you please remove your van from my property?" "I hope you appreciate him." "Because there's a whole village back in Wales who thinks he's a hero." "—Joe." "— Mum, he's done this on purpose." " It's all right." "I'm leaving." "I hope one day we can be friends again, Mum." "Oi, you got something to say to your sister?" "I've got something to say to you, Jason." "You're a dick!" "And, Tina, that tight perm doesn't suit you." "It never has." "I'm sorry." "Joe?" "Joe." "You all right?" "Cheers." "While you've been away, I've been changing my act." "You watch." "Demure and accommodating." "That's me." "The lesbian Lady Di." "I think I'd find that a tremendous disappointment." "I'm glad you came back, Bromley." "It wasn't the same without you." "Thanks." "I'm glad I came back too." "If we were normal, this is when we'd kiss." " That's the rest of it." " Thanks." ""Screw you, Thatcher" or "fuck you"?" "I can see the appeal of both." "Jonathan, "screw" or "fuck"?" ""Screw." More visceral." "Attention, attention:" "We have reason to believe that there are known homosexualists and a confirmed Iesbo inside these premises, and that they are armed with sewing machines and glitter." "Aha." "Now that you have made yourselves known to me," "I have a question for the notorious Accrington sodomite," "— known as Mike Jackson." "— Will you please put that down?" "We have good relationship with our neighbors." "Mike!" "Mike." "I behaved like a prick before." "Do you forgive me?" "Just" " Just get up here and sew something, will you?" " There you go, Bromley." "Happy birthday." "Thank you." "Right." "Now get to work." "All right, just for future reference," " my name is Joe." " You tell him, Bromley." "Bromleyl Bromley!" "Bromleyl" "Bromleyl Bromley!" "Bromleyl" " Bromley." " Bromley!" "Bromley!" "Bromley!" "Haven't you heard about the miners, dearie?" "They lost." " Have you heard?" "No politics." " What?" " Mark's with the steward." " No politics?" "— No slogans." "— We're a Mardi Gras, apparently." " A general feeling." " Amongst who?" "Amongst the committee that people have become tired of politics, and that this year the tone should be celebratory" "— with affirmative slogans." " Horseshit." "If you insist with your banner, you march at the back with the fringe groups." "No, mate, we're LGSM." "We fought alongside the miners." "Congratulations, but it's time for a party." " What?" "I'm not gonna go at the back." " Bollocks!" "Complete and utter bollocks!" " What's LGSM's position?" " We're going to march." "Yes, but with banners or without?" " With." " With." "This is a demonstration." " We've decided to lead the groups." " Why would you?" " I'm not getting rid of the banner." " No." " Listen." " There's got to be some compromise." " Why?" "That's the way you get things done." " No, it fucking isn't." "Listen." " Why does everything get so aggressive with you lot?" "Listen to me!" "Listen to me!" "Whether we march with banners or without, the important thing is that we march together, all of us." "That's what this has been about since the beginning, and that is absolutely how it is going to end." "Together, us united." "Bloody hell." "Yeah!" " Hey!" " I can't believe you're here." "I can't believe you're here." "Where are my lesbians?" "Where are my lesbians?" " Hey." " Aah!" " Hey." "Guys, I'm here." " Jeff!" "These are all cucumber, no butter, Stork SB every one." " I can't believe youse came." " Miners, see?" "We love a good march." " Where do you want us?" " You lot!" " I'll tell them." " There's too many of you." " What?" " You'll have to go to the front." " You'll have to lead." "— We're not losing our banners." "What do you mean?" "What's he mean too many?" "What's he on about?" "I think he means them." " Caerphilly." "West Glamorgan." "East Glamorgan." " Abercrave Lodge." " Yes." " Abernant Lodge." "Bargoed Surface Lodge." "Fernhill Lodge." "Mardy Lodge." "Blaengwrach Lodge." "Cambrian Lodge." "Fernieside Plant." "Mountain Ash Lodge." "Dulais Valley Lodge, Onllwyn." "Haverfordwest Lodge." "South Wales NUM headquarters." " The gays and lesbians have been absolutely magnificent." " No other word for it." "— You must've found it weird, a load of gays and lesbians descending on you like that." "Why on earth would we have found that weird?" "This way, guys!" "We're at the front!" "Come on, guys, we're at the front!" "This way!" "Not worried about being too visible this time?" "Shut up and march."