"# Is it me, for a moment..." "# Love" "# Reign o'er me" "# Bell boy" "# Can you see the real me, can you?" "# I went back to the doctor, to get another shrink" "# I sit and tell him about my weekend... #" "Darlin'!" "Whey!" "# Whoo!" "# Can you see the real me, Doctor?" "# Doctor?" "# Can you see the real me, Doctor?" "# Whoa, Doctor!" "# I went back to my mother" "# I said I'm crazy, Ma, help me!" "# She said, I know how it feels, son" "# 'Cos it runs in the family" "# Can you see the real me, Mother?" "# Mother?" "# Can you see the real me, Mother?" "# Whoa, please!" "# Can you see, can you see the real me?" "# The real me, the real me" "# Can you see the real me, Preacher?" "# Preacher..." "Fuck off!" "Bollocks!" "Fuck off!" "Why don't you get off and push?" "# Can you see?" "Can you see?" "Can you see?" "# Whoa!" "# Can you see the real me, Doctor?" "# Can you see the real me" "# Mother!" "'Ere, Ferdy." "Ferdy." "Say, 'ello, Jim." "How's it goin', eh?" "All right." "'Ere, you got something nice for me?" "Shh!" "At your service, friend." "They keep your brains warm?" "How many do you want?" "Well, come 'ere." "I want about a dozen." "Fuck off, Jim." "All right, 20." "But how much?" "They're pretty scarce right now." "I went abroad to get these." "Got on a banana boat back to Jamaica, did you?" "No." "Brixton." "And as you know, Jim, it costs money." "All right, all right." "How much?" "Quid." "You're a fuckin' liberty-taker." "Oi!" "Ferdy!" " Hello, lovers!" " Hi, Monkey!" "Go on, get in there!" "She won't bite." "'Cos if you don't, I might!" " No, I'm not bothered." " Not much." "I know, I'll ask for you." " No, you won't." " Oi, Steph!" "Fuck off!" "# Now, you know, you know you're gonna knock 'em dead #" "# I love the way you walk" "# I'm crazy 'bout your walk" "# I love the way you walk" "# I love the way you walk" "# You're my baby... #" "Pack it up." "Don't do that." " Why not?" " just go to sleep." "I always do." "I'm fed up with it." "Here, Yvonne." "You got any scissors?" "Under the table." "Oh, what you done?" "Dunno what I done." "I can't see, can I?" "It's only some nail varnish." "I'll clean it up tomorrow." "You're so bleedin' clumsy." "'Ere, you wanna watch it, you know." "One day you'll come from under there with first degree burns." "It happened to my mate's sister." "Oh, piss off." "# Why should I care" "# If I have to cut my hair?" "# I got to move with the fashion" "# Or be outcast" "# I know I should fight" "# But my old man is nearly all right" "# And I'm still living in hope" "# Even though it won't last" "# Zoot suit!" "# White jacket with side-vents" "# Five inches long" "# I'm out on the street again" "# And I'm leaping along" "# Dressed right, for a beach fight" "# But I just can't explain" "# Why that uncertain feelin'" "# Is still here in my brain #" "# Well, be-bop-a-Lula" "# She's my baby" "# Be-bop-a-Lula, I don't mean maybe..." "Oi!" "Will you leave that out, please?" "Do what?" "Er, don't sing all that old rubbish, eh?" "That ain't rubbish, pal!" "That's Gene Vincent, all right?" "That's what I said." "Old rubbish." "Why don't you just turn over and do a few underwater farts, eh?" "Why don't you just fuck off?" "You fuck off." "# Well, be-bop-a-Lula" "# She's my baby..." "# Da-da da-doo!" "Do-do do-doo!" " # Yeah, you really got me - # Be-bop a-Lula... # .." "Don't know what I'm doin', really got me..." " # Yeah!" "You really got me - # Be-bop-a-Lula!" " # You got me so..." " # Don't mean maybe..." "What are you?" "Couple o' fairies?" "All right, all right." "Cut it out!" "What do you think this is?" "The bloody Eurovision Song Contest?" "Ahh!" "Right, I'll sort you out." "Look!" "If you wanna start, I'll see you outside..." " Fuck me." " Kevin Herriot?" "Jimmy." "Yeah, yeah." "I thought you was in the army?" "No, I got out." "You?" "I'm all right, yeah." "The army didn't teach you singing, did it?" "Nah." "Give me my brush back?" "'Ere, pile the liquor on, mate." "Two'n'eight." "Cheers." "Hello, Jim." "What's the matter with you, then?" "That gear you've got on, it's leather." "That's it." "Goes with the bike, dunnit?" "I never realised." "You never realised what?" "Well, you was...a rocker." "What am I, black?" "You ain't white in that get-up, are you?" "Nah." "Give us a cuppa tea, mate." "Anyway, how long you been back?" "Coupla months ago." "Couldn't stick it, eh?" "Nah, they messed me about, didn't they?" "They treat you like shit." "Some poncey Sergeant Major's always ordering you about." ""Don't do this, don't do that." Drove me fuckin' mad." "Then ship you to Wogland." "Whereabouts?" "Aden." "Was all right, as it 'appens." "Shooting matches with the rebels and all that." "But they stopped that." " Ship you home." " You're joking!" "Back to the same boring routine." " Drove me fuckin' mad..." " Gotta go, Kev." " Where you goin'?" " See you later." " All right?" " Yeah, fine, john." "What's this fuckin' rocker doin' here?" "Jim?" "Here's your towel." "See you later, Kev!" "Bollocks." " How does that feel?" " Awkward." " What?" " Bring it in 'ere." " I could bring it..." " All right, Dan?" " All right, Jim." " Put your hands there." "Stop fuckin' about!" "Don't use that language here, sonny." "Talk like that you can make your own suit." "There you go." "30 shillings, please." "I'll bring that in." "What about this?" "I want it by Saturday." "Saturday." "Yeah, Saturday." " What do you think?" " Rent-a-tent, innit?" "Two pound nine pence, please." " Don't matter." "All right, darlin'?" "Saturdays, I hate 'em." "I thought I'd just drop by and say hello." "Been up to no good?" "Not really." "just paid me suit off." " Yeah?" "What's it like?" " Handsome." "Three buttons, side vents." "16" bottoms." "Dark brown." "Have I got to wait all day while you finish?" "I'm wearin' it down to Brighton." "Gonna be one of the faces there, are you?" "What do you mean "going to be"?" "I am one of the faces." "# I'm the hippiest number in town" "# And I tell you why" "# I'm the snappiest dresser right down to my inch-wide tie" "# And I'll get you wise" "# I'll explain to you" "# A few of the things that a face is supposed to do #" "That Bombers?" "Give us a couple." "Chalky!" "The Ponce, he's about again." "Not a tight-arse, are you?" "I ain't had one for days." "Why?" "You get banged up in Margate or something?" "Banged up in Shepherd's Bush." "My old man ain't let me out since Margate." "Even padlocked the scooter, right?" "I went round, he tried to do me over." "I wouldn't stand for it." "If my old man took them sort of liberties," "I'd fuckin' do him." "You seen his dad?" "He's 6'2"." "How come you're so small?" " Dunno, it's... thingy..." " Genetic." "His nan's a midget." "There's a party down Kitchener Road." " Told you." " That posh bird?" " Yeah." "Right goer." " One with...?" "Wanna go to a party?" "Everybody's going." " Where?" " Kitchener Road." "Yeah?" "It only takes 20 minutes to get there by scooter." "Where you off to, then?" "I'll see you later." "Come on, Jim." "Ferdy!" "This is the place, lads." "Come on!" "All right, john?" "Yeah, straight in, no problem." "Come on!" "No gate-Crashers." "Gate-Crashers?" "Lads, he's callin' us gatecrashers." "You didn't even bring any bottles!" "Who the fuck are you?" "Bleedin' Prince Philip?" "I'm the boyfriend of the hostess." "Listen, it's Sandra's party, and me and me mates are invited." "Sandra?" "'Ere, where'd you get that shirt?" "All right, Jim?" "Anything you fancy?" "There's nothing there." "You found a bird." "I know her." "'Ere, that's mine, ain't it?" "Can I have that one?" "Ta." "'Scuse me." "'Ere, Dan." "Seen what's goin' on in there?" "Go in there. it's a laugh!" "You'll love it!" "Cheers." "Oh, let's have some!" "Come on, Monkey, don't mess about." "Not unless you give me something." "What?" "You always have to ask, don't you?" "1, 2, 3 for you." "Where'd you get these, eh?" "That'd be telling, wouldn't it?" "You forgot I work for the chemist." "Come on, then!" "Let's go." "# People try to put us down" "# Talkin' 'bout my generation # just because we get around" "# Talkin' 'bout my generation" "# The things they do look awful cold" "# Talkin' bout my generation" "# Hope I die before I get old" "# Talkin' 'bout my generation" "# My generation" "# My generation, baby" " # Why don't you all f..." " Fuck off!" "# Talkin' 'bout my generation" "# Don't try to dig what we all say" "# Talkin' 'bout my generation" "# I'm not tryin' to cause a big s...ensation" "# Talkin' 'bout my generation" "# Just talkin' 'bout my g-g-generation" "# My generation" "# My generation, baby #" "And again!" "Dave?" "Leave it out, Jim." "Give us a break." "Sorry, john, eh?" "Get in there." " Dave!" " What?" "What are you doin'?" "What do you think?" "Oh, yeah?" "Where've I seen that face before?" " You all right?" " Yeah, get in there!" "Piss off, will ya?" "Sorry, sorry." "Shut the door!" "Oi!" "jimmy!" "Whoo-hoo!" "Jim!" "Great!" "What is this?" "What's going on?" "Look at my plants!" "# Every year is the same" "# And I feel it again" "# I'm a loser - no chance to win" "# Leaves start fallin'" "# Come down is callin'" "# Loneliness starts sinking' in" "# But I'm one" "# I am one" "# And I can see that this is me" "# And I will be" "# You'll all see I'm the one #" "Eh?" "'Ere." "And the paper." "Thank you." "Take that to Mr Phelps." "That's for Phelpsy, eh?" " 'Ere." " You're late." "The letters..." "Saw the rounds yesterday, Michael." "For people like you, Phil, eh?" "I'd like you to look at them." "Sure, what's the problem?" "Well, the overall campaign's going well." "Seen the posters?" "Yes." "Gorgeous tart." "The trouble is, the clients are getting over-greedy." "As usual." "They want to corner the entire youth market." "Cut right across the groupings." "It's all right with A's and B's... ..young managers, graduates, that type of person." "It's C's and D's I'm worried about." "It's a bit up-market for them." "I'll look at it for you, Simon." "With pleasure." " 2:30 all right?" " Fine." "You don't think this lung cancer talk will make a difference?" "No, young people..." "They're not worried." "Glad I gave it up." "'Pychopathic, that's what it was.'" "'Pychopathic, that's what it was.'" " 'I thought something's wrong.' - 'Shut up and listen to me.'" "'Your next assignment is to get Sir Thomas Weller.'" "'You bonkers?" "He's the guv.'" "Ow!" "'What, no lolly?" "'" "Where you been?" "Fell asleep on the train." "I wound up in bloody Neasden." "Ridin' about on them motorbikes all night, I'm not surprised." "It's not normal." "'A nice quiet piece of scenery and kick him to a pulp.'" "Oh, yeah?" "What's normal, then?" "What's that?" "Hello, Jim." "Thought I'd just pop by, like." "You don't mind, do you?" "No, I don't mind." "Come in." "Cheers." "What's the matter, then?" "She's misfiring' a bit." " Yeah?" " Yeah." "It's your plug." "Got some tools on the bike, hold up." "it'll break your bleedin' leg off, that." "No wonder you wear those boots." "It's the best bike ever made." "I've got a ton, five out of that." "Better than that poxy hairdryer." " Oh, yeah?" " Yeah." "Well, that isn't it, is it?" "I mean, it isn't the bikes, is it?" "it's the people." "And people riding these are states, third class tickets." "Do what?" "Rockers, all that greasy hair and clobber. it's diabolical." "I don't give a monkey's arsehole about mods and rockers." "Underneath, we're all the same, ain't we?" "Nah, Kev, that's it." "I don't wanna be the same as everybody else." "That's why I'm a mod, see?" "I mean, you gotta be somebody, ain't you?" "Or why not jump in the sea and drown?" "That's why I joined the army, to be different." "To get away from all this." "Wherever you go, there's always some cunt who wants to push you about." "Run it, please!" "Two bob." "I'll see you." "Two fives." "Hey!" "Nah, that's bollocks." "Three of a kind don't beat that." " It does." " Who says?" "I do!" "He's right you know, Harry." "Will you run it, please?" "I was late." "She was waiting in the wrong place." "And by the time I found her..." "Did you get us some blues, then?" "I'll have to see, won't I?" "I dunno." "One card." "Down and dirty." "Make a mod out of you yet, Harry, eh?" "I don't think, though, they make Levis in your size." "Bollocks." " Is it me?" " Yeah." "All right." " Threes." " Threes." "Two bob." "I'm out." "Yeah, so am I. You're a fuckin' jammy bleeder, Cooper." "You're gettin' chicken, Des." "Look, I only had an ace." "I gotta go to Broadwick Street now." "Take some stuff up there." "Will you run that film again, please?" "Yeah, yeah, yeah." "Oh, yeah, Des." "I don't like to be cruel." "Take it all back." "Nah, it's yours." "You won it." "That's the ten bob I owe you." "Fuck off!" "I ain't carrying all that fuckin' change about!" "Take it or leave it, me son." "Take it or leave it." "I'll see you later, Harry." "See you, Des." "Er, Mr Cale sent me to collect some stuff for Broadwick Street." "Yes, we've been waiting for you for over an hour." "Yeah?" "Come on, that stuff's got to be over there fast." "F.A.S.T." "Watch the cloth, moth." "Tacky little herbert." " You want to hear it?" " Yeah." "Number two." "Oh, boy!" "What you gonna do tonight?" "Wait for a call, I suppose." "Listen, I'll see you later, all right?" "Bye!" "Wotcher, jimmy." "What you doing here, then?" " Waiting for you." " Yeah?" "What for?" " To give you a lift." " Great." " Steph?" " What?" "You goin' to Brighton this weekend?" " Yeah, you?" " 'Course I am." "Who you goin' with?" "Pete's taking me." "Gonna be good, innit?" "Yeah." "Good." "You and Pete gettin' a bit strong, then?" "No, 'course not." "He's a laugh, that's all." "Bit flash though, ain't he?" "I wouldn't be with him otherwise, would I?" "Nah." "S'pose not." "You jealous?" "'Course I ain't." "Nah?" "That's a pity, I thought you was." "it's a technique!" "All right, boys?" "So what we gonna do about pills?" "If we're goin' to Brighton, we'll need bloody millions." "I wanna get out me head." "That's not difficult with your little monkey brain." "Bollocks!" "Get some rockers off their heads, knock 'em off!" "I was thinkin' about getting a gun." "Don't talk bloody daft!" "I'm gettin' my suit tomorrow." "Only 'cause you wanna screw Steph." " No!" " Hey, Jim!" "Hey!" "Hey!" "Hey!" "Go outside!" "We're goin', ain't we." " Get off it a sec." " Spider!" "The rolls have got scabs on 'em!" "Shit." " Get off it a sec." " Spider!" "What's up, then?" " Dunno." " Breakdown?" "Must be the points." " See you there." " Yeah." "Ten minutes." "You'd do better to catch a bus!" "We will, then!" "Shit." "What's up with it?" "How am I supposed to bleeding' know?" "# Met him on a Monday and my heart stood still" "# Da do ron ron ron, da do ron ron" "# Somebody told me that his name was Bill" "# Da do ron ron ron, da do ron ron #" "Oh, shit!" "What's up?" "Your mother's hairdryer blown up, has it?" "Rubber band busted?" " Yeah." " No, let's fix it." "Hold on, we don't do nothin' for nothin'." "Why don't you piss off?" "Bloody leave us alone." "Hold on, Lenny, they don't want our help." "Are you the boy or the girl?" "it's hard to tell with you lot." "This one." "Give us a kiss." "Piss off!" "You bastards!" "This one's the bird!" "Bugger off!" " Spider!" " Let's go!" "Spider!" "So long, suckers!" "Fuck off!" "Bloody hell." "# Yeah, my heart stood still" "# Yes, his name was Bill" "# Yeah, and when he walked me home... #" "Lads, I've just seen Spider outside." "He's taken a kicking!" "Some rockers have had him!" " You're joking?" " He's outside on the stairs." "Come on!" "Spider?" "You all right, yeah?" "What's this about rockers kickin' you in?" "I'm gonna murder the bleedin' scum!" "You lot!" "Come on!" "Stay there, right?" " What we gonna do?" " Fucking kill 'em!" " Right!" "Come on!" " Are you with me?" "Murder!" "# Yes, he looked so fine" "# Yes, I made him mine" "# And when he walked me home" "# Da do ron ron ron, da do ron ron" "There they fuckin' are!" "Fuckin' hell!" "Fuckin' have 'im!" "Jim!" "You wanted it, didn't you?" "Fuck off!" "Leave 'im alone!" "Leave 'im alone!" " Leg it!" " Fuckin' law'll be here!" "What sort of time do you call this?" "I haven't got a watch." "Don't come funny, lad." "it's nearly midnight, isn't it?" "I ain't gonna turn into a pumpkin, am I?" "Anyway, you're pissed." "Fuckin'..." "What's going on?" "I've been sat up, waiting for you." "I can do without your clever remarks." "George!" "Who do you think you are?" "I don't know." "You tell me, eh?" "You're barmy, that's what." "Staying out all hours." "Gettin' up to God knows what." "Dressing like a bloody freak." "Stand still when I'm talking to you." "I wouldn't be surprised if you're on drugs." " Yeah." " Yeah." "I know what you get up to, your gang." "You've got to be part of a gang." "Got to be a mod." "Haven't you got a mind of your own?" "I'll tell you, you're schizophrenic, you are." "What's that, then, eh?" "I'll tell you." "it's somebody like you, who doesn't know where his mind is." "Bloody split personality." "Half your mother's family were the same." "That's where you get it." "Your Uncle Sid was always trying to kill himself." "And when he did it was an accident." "He never knew what he was doing." " What happened to him?" " He got drowned, didn't he?" "Fell down a bleedin' well in the garden." "Go on, get off to bed." "jimmy?" "jimmy!" "Come on, you, you're late as it is." " jimmy!" " Don't..." "Come on, wake up." "I'm not well, Mum." " What?" " I can't go in." "I'm not well." "Oh!" "Something wrong with your head?" "Lying there in your clothes!" "It's not normal." "Well, I can't stand here." "I've gotta get on." "Make sure you go to the doctor for a certificate, hear?" "Yes." "Hang on, what about them blokes Pete was on about?" "What?" "Always got bags of it?" "Straight out the back door of the chemical factory?" "That's fuckin' rubbish." "Just the sort of bollocks you'd expect from that flash cunt." "Yeah, but it's worth a try." " I'll try him now." " Nothing to do?" "All right, George, half a minute." "I'll pick you up later." "Yeah, all right, Jim." "Do you want a push start?" "No, thanks." "Hey, Jim!" "I'll be on me own bike tomorrow." "Eh?" "The scooter's back from the garage." "Burn the arse off your rust bucket." "Any time." "Butch!" "jenny!" "it's all right." "Go on, get back in there." "Hello, young Jim." "On holiday?" "Nah, just fancied the day off." "You'll be a bloody beatnik before you know it." "Ban the bomb and do fuck all." "Poncin' about." "Oh, you're all right." "just you and your Uncle Charlie." "Don't have to bother with a load of cunts." " You know what I mean." " I don't." "No work, no money." "And I like money." "'Ere, Pete, what about Brighton this weekend, eh?" "What about it?" "Er, pills." "We thought you might get hold of some." "Why me?" "I'm not a fuckin' pusher." "No, but you know some blokes who are?" "Not me." "Charlie's mates." "And I'm not gonna start blabbing about mates of Charlie's." "They're fuckin' big." "They don't mess about." "Anyway, don't know why you're worrying'." "Ferdy'll have some." "Well, Ferdy ain't been seen, has he?" "He'll turn up." "Friday, he'll pop up like a jack-in-the-box." "Or a golliwog." "Ain't bloody here, is he?" "Cunt." "I wonder where he is?" "I dunno." "This place gives me the shits." "Bleedin' nig-nogs everywhere." "Shut up." "It's like bleedin' Calcutta round 'ere." "Calcutta's in India." "Yeah, West India." "That's where they bleedin' come from, innit?" " Yeah." " What's so funny?" "just who you lookin' for, Mister?" "Is Ferdy in?" "He not here." "Him gone out." "Looking for Ferdy?" "Yeah." "Yeah, yeah." "He's gone out." "Oh." "Yeah." "Stitchin' me up an' all, the bloke." "Fuckin'..." "Peter Fenton!" "Oh." "Peter!" "Thanks." "Peter Fenton." "Who is it?" "Fuckin' hell, why ring me here?" "Listen, you cunt." "Tell us where to find these blokes," " or we're stuck for Brighton." " OK." "This time." "Hold this, then." "What for?" "Well, I ain't goin' in there with me parka on." "Jim!" "What do you want, son?" "Is, er, Harry North about?" "Who are you, then?" "I got a message for him." "Hang about a minute, all right?" "Come through here." "Come through, come through." "Go on, through here." "That's him in the grey suit." "Go on, you're all right." "What can I do for you, son?" " Me uncle Charlie." " Who?" "Charlie Fenton, he said..." "You Charlie's boy?" "His nephew, yeah." "His nephew." "What's your name, son?" "Jimmy." "It's a pleasure to meet any one of the Fentons." "Do you wanna drink, son?" "No, thanks." "I gotta get goin' soon." "What can I do for you, then?" "You can talk here." "We're all pals." "Well, I wanted some pills." "Oh." "What do you want?" "Purple Hearts, blues, Dexedrine?" " Some blues." " Some blues?" "I got a tenner." "Not in here, son." "Teddy!" "Come here." "This is Teddy." "Go for a walk with him, he'll do the business." "Here, give my regards to your Uncle Charlie, son." "Pill-head." "Come on, Ronnie!" "Come on, Ron!" "Tosser." "Wotcher." "It's all there." "250, it'll see us through till Christmas, eh?" "One for the road, eh?" "Come on, hurry up." "That ain't a blue!" "It's paraffin!" "We've been done!" "That's my three quid wasted!" "Yeah." "And mine!" "Let's do the bastards' motor." "Right." "Come on!" "Get out the way!" " Come on!" " Go!" "You on?" "Wankers!" "Shh." "Go on." "Shove it, man." "Nice one." "You're fuckin' makin' a racket." " Do we have to do this?" " 'Course we do." "We don't wanna leave prints all over, do we?" "My arse. it's the smell." "Shh." "We must be able to find some pills here, eh?" "Shh!" "Oh, yes!" "Shut up!" " Fucking shut up!" " All right." "Shh." "Shh." "Jim, I just thought." "What?" " Footprints." " Footprints?" "You got lines on your feet, same as your fingers." "Must be thousands of pills here..." "Millions." "Ah, nothing's there, I'm gonna search in here..." "I'm puttin' me socks on." "I ain't stupid." "Police!" "Lads, look at these!" "johnnies!" "Fuckin' hundreds of 'em!" "Chuck us some packets!" "You got something planned tonight?" "'Course I have." "Oh!" "Yellows." "Chalky, what you doin'?" "Give us a hand, eh?" "Not takin' no chances, am I?" "Come on!" "Shut up!" "Get down to it, eh?" "A-ha!" "Found 'em!" "They're blues!" "I found some blues." "There's not many." "Perhaps someone's been nicking' 'em." "Fuckin' hell!" "Hang on." "Chalky, come on!" "I'm just gettin' something' for me mum." "I'm droppin' all the blues!" "Just get out!" " Right..." " One and tuppence?" "OK, you behave yourself tonight, OK?" "I'll try." "I'll try and behave myself tonight." "Yeah, I'm flyin'!" "Terrific, ain't they?" "Did we have it off or what?" " Hi." " We done your chemist's." " You didn't?" " Yeah." "I was gonna phone." "Why didn't you?" "I know where everything is." "Here y'are." "Got you a Pepsi." " And a present." " What is it?" "You nicked 'em, didn't you?" "You're handling stolen goods." "I'll give you some more." "Listen, do you fancy taking' me home later?" "What about Pete, then?" "I'll worry about Pete." "But if you tell him, I'll never ever speak to you again, right?" "Don't worry." "I won't tell him." "And I'm still going down to Brighton with him." "Yeah." "I've said I would, haven't I?" "Yeah, I s'pose so." "# Girl, you really got me now" "# Girl, you really got me now" "# You got me so I can't sleep at night" "# You really got me." "Whoo!" "# Really got me." "Whoo!" "# Really got me." "Whoo!" "# Please..." "Ah, cheers." "How much you get?" "Mr Fulford mentioned your unexplained absence yesterday." "Like what?" "Like, don't do it again." "Unless you want to hear him read the riot act?" "I take it you don't." "I'd rather be dead, Mr Cale." "All right." "Off you go." "You too, Alec." "Have a nice weekend!" "The only way you'll keep that up is with lacquer." " No, no lacquer." " just a little?" "No, poofs wear lacquer." "I wear lacquer." "That's what I mean, innit?" " There y'are." " Cheers." "That's all right." "My bird'll pull that back." "Long as that's all she pulls." "All right." "The usual miracle?" "Careful, I've got a rash." "You know how the hair falls?" "Goes down the back." " All right." " Know what I mean?" " See you, Dan." " Yeah." "Brighton tomorrow!" "Yeah, see you there." "Mum?" "Mum?" "Where've you put them old newspapers?" "You're not gonna make my carpets wet again?" "Nah, I've wrung 'em out this time." "They're under the sink." "Gordon Bennett!" "What have you got on?" "Is this some kind of new fashion thing I haven't heard about?" "Sopping wet trousers?" "They're Levis." "Never mind what they are, they're bleedin' wet!" "You gotta shrink 'em on you, so they fit right." "He's definitely gettin' worse." "# I can go anyway" "# (Way I choose)" "# I can live anyhow" "# (Win or lose)" "# I can go anywhere... #" "What's this rubbish, then?" "Ready, Steady, Go!" "Ready what?" "Ready, Steady, Go!" "Ready, steady, go?" "Bunch of louts." "Bloody moron." "I suppose they wear wet jeans and all?" "Eh?" "L.." "ls that how you're supposed to play a guitar now, then?" "Eh?" "Oh, gawd help us." "Here, have you seen this?" "I haven't got time for that rubbish." "I can sing better than that little ape." "You call that singing?" "Sounds like a drowned dog!" "That'll make you deaf, you know." "Gerry  the Pacemakers." "The Animals are next." "This is Big L, 266." "Wonderful Radio London." "Whoopee!" "Good morning, it's 6.01." "Here are the main points in the news." "After yesterday's conference session the Colonial Secretary commented that he hoped for independence in Aden in a year." "The Bank Holiday started in earnest last night, with motorists taking advantage of the fine weather, heading towards the South Coast resorts." "Traffic was reported heavy on the A127, the Southend road, and there were jams southbound on the M1, causing long delays." "Shopkeepers in the Brighton area, fearing a reoccurrence of disturbances by groups of rival youths in other resorts, were putting up shutters last night." "A spokesman said, while they weren't expecting any trouble, they were going to be prepared..." "Show off!" "Fuck off!" "He thinks he's Davey Crockett!" "Give us a mirror!" "Piss off!" "Chalky!" "Hold the bike." "Hey, Chalky!" "Chalky!" "Chalky, you all right?" "Chalky!" "Yeah, I'm all right." "Anything broken?" "Nah." "Shame, eh?" "Shame." "Nah, it looked good from back there." "Don't take the piss, I nearly broke me fuckin' neck." "You're all right." "We'll get 'em, right?" " Fuckin' grease monkeys." " Follow us up." "Told you I'd burn you." " See you, Chalk!" " Hang on!" " See you down there!" " See ya!" "# Get out and don't come back" "# Get out and don't come back" "# Get out and don't come back" "# Get out and don't come back" "# Don't come back" "# Don't come back" "Look at that!" "That is Brighton, my sons." "Terrific!" "All right, lads!" "Nice one!" "John!" "Ace!" "Here they are!" "Whoo!" "Hi!" "What about this?" "Everyone's here." "This is great!" "Great?" "Brilliant!" "Hey, look!" "There's Bonzo!" "Bonzo?" "Bonzo!" "Bonzo!" "When'd you get down here, then?" "About half an hour ago." "We left before it was light." " What's it like?" " Dark, weren't it?" "Look at him!" "Don't he look smart." "Wallop!" "Look at the scooter!" "That is ace!" "Whoo!" "Whoo!" "So, erm..." "What happened to you last night?" "That'd be tellin', now, wouldn't it?" "Chalky!" "Thanks for waiting'!" "Bleedin' turd." "Where'd the bird go?" "How many you want?" "He's out of his head." "Jim, you come up, then?" " Yeah, I'm really up." " Fuckin' great!" " Greenwich Village." " Where?" "Greenwich Village, New York." "Geezer with the hair, man." " Oi, Dave!" "Dave!" " Yeah?" "The one with the hair!" "Let's watch." "He's brilliant!" " Jim?" " See you there." "Come on!" "Monkey!" "Come dance!" "All right, there, Steph?" "Hello." "Great dancer, ain't he, eh?" "Must be the ace face, eh?" "Good-looking." "You wanna dance with a face?" " All right." " C'mon, then." "C'mon!" "Oh, c'mon, let's dance over there!" "C'mon, I wanna watch him!" " No, dance here." " C'mon!" " Where you going?" " To dance!" "Oh, dance with yourself!" "Look at him!" "What's he doin'?" "Out the way, son." "Out the way." "Come on." "Oi!" "Bouncers!" "Yah!" "You're out." "Come on, out." "You could've killed yourself." "Come on." "Get off!" "Leave 'im!" "jimmy!" " Monkey!" " No!" "Get out and stay out!" "Bit of a girl, was she?" " Where to?" " I wanna ride!" "I'm findin' somewhere to kip." "You seen jimmy?" "He was bein' kicked out." " Fenton's pulled again." " Makes you sick." "He's sorted his sleepin' arrangements out." " Let's ride, Chalk!" " No, get some kip." " See ya, Dave." " Cheerio, Spider." " Oi, Steph!" " What?" "You comin' with us?" "No, we're goin' to a bed and breakfast, ain't we, Shirl?" " Bye." " See ya." "I wouldn't say no to bed and breakfast." "I ain't got no dough." "Not you." "Them!" "Oh." "Yeah, not half." "Can you imagine it?" "Legs wrapped round your face..." " Fuckin' amazin'." " Whoo-hoo!" "Bit of all right is Steph." " So where we gonna kip?" " I dunno." "What we gonna do?" "Go back to the beach?" "Oh, yeah?" "Can you swim?" "I don't wanna sleep anyway." "Do you?" "Hey!" "What do you reckon?" "It's cheap." "Bit of a shithouse, innit?" "I dunno, never slept in a shithouse, Chalk." "What do you reckon?" "Make your fucking mind up." "..Kin' hell!" "Sorry." "Is there room?" "Come on, then, let's move." "Get a move on." "I've heard there's a few mods about." "See you down there." "What do you want?" "Bacon sandwich, please." "Spider!" "Hello, girls!" " Where's Jim?" " Over there." "Jim!" "How's the human cannonball today?" "Leave me hair alone, Dave!" "Eh?" "We're in this beach hut, it's dark, right?" "Wakes up this morning, there's greasers everywhere!" " Right, Dave?" " Yeah, screwing some bird." "Yeah, what did she look like then?" "Dunno, we only saw her arse." "But that wasn't rough." "Well, apart from the splinters." "One was the geezer that rode me off the bike." "He's on my fuckin' list." "All right if I sit down, eh?" "Yeah." "What you got the 'ump about?" " Hey?" " Why you so humpy?" "Nothing." "Just lookin' at the sea, that's all." "Oh, yeah?" "Christ Almighty." "Take your feet off the table." "Piss off!" "Just watch it or you're out!" "Where'd you get to, then?" "Nowhere!" "just kipped on the beach." "You're fuckin' mad, getting chucked out." "You shoulda stayed around, mush." "You woulda been well in." "What do you mean?" "She was all on her Jack Jones." "Steph?" "Yeah." "Fucking Fenton gets off with this beatnik chick." "And she's all on her own." "Tell you, I'd have been up her like a fuckin' ferret!" "Well, if I hadn't known you were so..." "So what?" "I ain't gone on her, you know?" "Hello, jimmy!" "Everybody knows you fancy her." "I reckon she's a right good bunk-up." "Oh, you animal." "Hi." " All right, Steph?" " Yeah, great, innit?" " Where's Pete, then?" " Dunno." "Don't care." "Don't care?" "Dave!" "Come on." "Dave!" "We are the mods, we are the mods!" "We are, we are, we are the mods!" "Fucking wankers!" "That's the geezer that run me off the road yesterday!" "Let's fuckin' have 'em!" "Have 'im!" "Pete!" "Stop 'em!" "No!" "They've gone berserk!" "Get somebody here!" "What's that..." "Stop!" "Jesus Christ, they've gone..." "Oi!" "What's goin' on here?" "!" "Over the edge!" "Jimmy!" "jimmy!" "All right!" "I was there!" "Mods!" "Mods!" "Mods!" "Mods!" "There was a geezer, man, I tell you, I went, crack!" "Crack!" "We are the mods, we are the mods!" "We are, we are, we are the mods!" "Quick!" "Fuckin' hell!" "Run!" "Run!" "We are the mods, we are the mods!" "We are, we are, we are the mods!" "Mods!" "Mods!" "Mods!" "We got some rockers!" "Kill the bastards!" "Steph, come on!" "Out the way!" " Come on!" " Wait for me!" " Steph!" " jimmy!" "Jesus Christ!" "The Law!" "Right, keep them in!" "Control those kids!" "We are the mods, we are the mods!" "We are, we are, we are the mods!" "Run." "Run!" "Run!" "Up here, up here!" "Come on." "oh..." "Ho..." "Come 'ere." "Come here." "Uh..." "Oh..." "Ooh..." "'Ere, c'mon." "Down 'ere." "Come on!" "Get onto the footpaths!" "Get onto the path!" "Get off!" "I ain't done nothing!" "Go on, go on!" "Right, give him here." "Come on." "Steph, come on!" "Oh, no." "Fuck!" "All right, all right!" "Fuck off!" "Cunt." "Cheers." "All right!" "# I feel I'm bein' followed" "# My head is empty" "# Yet every word I say turns out a sentence" "# Make love to a stranger # just asking for directions" "# Turn from being help" "# To being question..." "Oi, Steph?" "Are you all right?" "# I see a man without a problem #" "It seems strange to see this procession of miserable specimens." "So different from the strutting hooligans of yesterday, who came here to pollute the air of this town." "Yes." "These long-haired, mentally unstable, petty little hoodlums." "These sordid Caesars, who can only find courage, like rats, by hunting in packs, came to Brighton with the avowed intent of interfering with the life and property of its inhabitants." "And so far as the law gives us power, this court will not fail to use the prescribed penalties." "It may, perhaps, discourage you, and others of your kidney, who're infected with this vicious virus, that you be ordered to pay a fine of £75." "I'll pay now if you don't mind." "Haven't got a pen, have you, Your Honour?" "That's enough, silence!" "Take him away!" "James Michael Cooper." "You stay right where you are!" "I don't have to ask where you've been, do I?" "I suppose you think this is clever?" "Proud of yourself?" " No." " No?" "You was there, weren't you?" "Yeah, we were there." "And you had more of this filth with you, didn't you?" "You can look shame-faced, my lad." "I've a good mind to get the law." " Where'd you get these?" " Dunno." " Someone gave 'em to me." " Oh, did he?" "And you had to take 'em?" " No." " You've gotta look big." "If they was rat poison you'd have taken them anyway?" "Then gone off like savages ruining everybody's peace!" "I look at you and don't know what I've brought up!" "Your sister's not like this!" "Ain't she?" "What do you fucking know, eh?" "Drugs and filthy pictures!" "Running riot over everywhere!" "You're a little animal, you wanna be locked up!" "Look what I've got!" "A bloody mad thing!" "All right." "You're a little savage!" "Get out of my house, go on!" "Get out!" "You're no son of mine!" "Wait till your father comes home!" " I'll wait!" " Go on, get out!" "Yeah, fuck off!" "...fuckin' house anyway, eh?" "# Get out and don't come back no more" "# Get out and don't come back no more" "# Get out, don't come back" "# Get out, don't come back" "# Get out # and don't come back # no more #" "Come." "The post room boy." "Be with you in a minute, Cooper." "Absent for a full day last week, Cooper." "Now, I understand one day's bank holiday's not enough for you, so you have to take two." "May I enquire if there's any reason for this?" "Not really." "Not ill or anything, were you?" "No." "Mr Cale tells me you spent the weekend in Brighton." "I imagine you were involved in the...disturbances there?" "Yeah, I was there." "You weren't arrested or detained or anything, were you?" "No." "I must say, I find your attitude fairly incomprehensible." "I feel I must warn you, Cooper, that we cannot tolerate this kind of absenteeism amongst our junior staff." "You've got a good steady job, Cooper." "Plenty of young men'd give their eye teeth to be in your shoes." "Yeah?" "Find one, then." "I beg your pardon?" "You heard." "Find one, then." "I'll tell you what to do with your job." "You can take that mail, and that franking machine, and all that other rubbish I have to go about with, and you can stuff 'em right up your arse!" "Hey, jimmy." "You lose a shilling and find sixpence, eh?" "Well, look who it isn't." "Jimmy, I thought they'd locked you up." "Yeah, I got fined, didn't I?" "£50." "Jesus." "Another good customer bites the dust." "We couldn't wait for you, had to get back to our jobs." "Yeah, well, I ain't bothered." "I was with Ace and that." "Yeah, we went to court together." "Yeah." "Yeah." "Christ, he's really weird tonight." "I couldn't give a shit." "Ferdy?" "Jim?" "You got any blues?" "Yeah, how many you want?" "Dunno." "How many you got?" "A ton." "French blues." "I'll have the lot." " What?" " You can't afford it!" "Where'd you get all that, then?" "Golden hand shake, innit?" "Two weeks' money." "Told him to stuff the job right up his arse." "You sure you want the whole bag?" "Yeah." "Why not, eh?" "Why not?" "All right." "A fiver." "Fiver." "What you gonna do with that lot?" "Start a one-man riot?" "Yeah." "I might." "Why'd you chuck your job?" "'Cos I felt like it." "Well, you're bleedin' nutty." "You was on a cushy number." "Look, don't give it all that, right?" "I just got fed up." "Fancied something outdoors." "So do I." "She's not bad, is she?" "I found her by the road in Brighton." "See you found yourself a new little boy, then?" "Hey, jimmy?" "Hope you find a new job." "Oh, yeah?" "I could get you a job on the rubbish carts?" "You're good at going up and down in alleys." "If I see you round 'ere again I'll fuckin' kill you!" " Get off me!" " What's the matter?" "You're not a face!" " Piss off!" " You piss off!" "Forget her, jimmy!" "Shut up and piss off." "You're all wankers and cunts." "Wankers!" "jimmy!" "Pack that in and clear off!" "What do you want, you old spunker, eh?" "Eh?" "What do you want?" "What do you want?" "I'll have you, you little bastard!" "Are you mad?" "What's the matter with you?" "You're worse than he is!" "Come on in!" "You'll wake the whole street." "it's a bit late for that!" "If he comes here again I'll kill him!" "Can't you come in and talk about it?" "Do they all have to know our business?" "Hello, Steph." "What you doin' here?" "I wanted to see you." "You've seen me, OK?" "Wait a minute, will ya?" "What you gonna do?" "Beat me up?" "What do you want?" "Come on, I'm late." "Well..." "I left home last night." "I kipped out, didn't I?" "In some nuthouse?" "Look, I ain't mad!" "What is wrong with you, then?" "Well, I dunno." "It's just...it seems like everything's going backwards." "Steph?" "You sure it's not you going backwards?" "No, it's just..." "I can't think straight, that's all." "I mean, nothing seems right, apart from Brighton." "Brighton was OK, going to court with the Ace and that." "I was a mod there, you know?" "I mean, that's something, innit, eh?" "What are you talkin' about?" "Brighton was a laugh, that's why we went down there." "Oh, yeah." "And me and you, then?" "Was that just a giggle?" "Oh, what do you think?" "All right, so I fancied you." "We had it off." "But that don't mean nothin'." "It did to fuckin' me." "I can't help that, can I?" "If I'd known you'd go mad, I wouldn't have." "I told you, I ain't fuckin' mad, right?" "No, not much." "Look at you?" "One minute you're all right, next minute you're going stupid." "You can't have a bit without kicking your mates' head in." "Just leave me alone, jimmy!" "All right?" "Steph, please." "Steph, please!" "Fuck off!" "You slag!" "Ah, you cunt!" "Bastard!" "Cunt!" "What the bloody hell you doin'?" "We could've killed you!" "Hey?" "Look at this." "Ah, fuckin' hell!" "Look what you've done!" "You cunts!" "Why didn't you stop?" "You've killed me scooter!" "Fuck off!" "Leave it alone!" "Get off it!" " Only a dent..." " Fuck off!" "Get off it!" "Take it easy, take it easy, now." "Fuckin' leave it alone!" "Get off!" "Get off it!" "There it is." "it's on the floor now." "You're lucky you weren't killed." " Fuckin' lucky, am I?" " 'Course you are." " Bastard!" " I didn't see you." "Fuck off!" "Go away." "15 years, never had an accident." "No fuckin' accident!" "You got me, didn't you?" "Why don't you kill me?" "All of ya!" "All of you fuckin' Mr Postmen, fuck off, go on!" "Fuck off!" "# Why should I care?" "Why should I care?" "# He-man drag, in a glittering ballroom" "# Greyly outrageous, in my high heeled shoes" "# Tightly undone, know what they're showing" "# Sadly ecstatic that the heroes are news" "# Girls of 15 (sexually knowing)" "# The ushers are sniffing (eau-de-Cologning!" ")" "# The seats are seductive (celibate sitting!" ")" "# Pretty girls diggin'..." "What you lookin' at?" "# Magically bored, on a quiet street corner" "# Free frustration, in our minds and our toes" "# Quiet storm water, m-m-my generation" "# Uppers and downers, either way blood flows" " # Inside, outside - # Leave me alone" " # Inside, outside - # Nowhere is home" " # Inside, outside - # Where have I been?" "# Out of my brain on the 5:15" "# Out of my brain on the train!" "# Out of my brain on the train, on the train" "# Wow!" "I'm out of my brain!" "# Only love" "# Can make it rain" "# The way the beach" "# Is kissed by the sea" "# Only love" "# Can make it rain" "# Like the sweat of lovers" "# Layin' in the fields" "# Love!" "# Reign o'er me" "# Reign o'er me, reign o'er me" "# Love" "# Reign o'er me" "# Reign o'er me, reign o'er me" "# On a dry and dusty road" "# The nights we spent apart, alone" "# I need to get back home" "# To cool, cool, rain" "# I can't sleep, and I lay and I think" "# The nights are hot and black as ink" "# Whoo, God, I need a drink" "# Of cool, cool rain" "# Rain" "# Rain on me" "# Rain over me, over me, over me" "# Whoa, rain" "# Rain on me" "# Whoa!" "# On me..." "Fuck it!" "# Rain..." "Fuck it!" "# A beach is a place where a man can feel" "# He's the only soul in the world that's real" "# But I see a face coming through the haze" "# I remember him from those crazy days" "# Crazy days" "# Crazy days" "# Ain't you the guy who used to set the paces" "# Ridin' up in front of a hundred faces" "# I don't suppose you would remember me" "# But I used to follow you back in '63" "# I've got a good job and I'm newly-born" "# You should see me dressed up in my uniform" "# I'm workin' in a hotel, all gilt and flash" "# Remember the gaff where the doors were smashed?" " # Bell boy!" " # I got to get runnin' now" " # Bell boy!" " # Keep my lip buttoned down" " # Bell boy!" " # Carry this baggage out" "Bell boy!" "Bell boy!" "# You were under the impression" "# That when you were walking forwards" "# That you'd end up further onwards" "# But things ain't quite that simple" "# You got altered information" "# You were told to not take chances" "# You missed out on new dancin'" "# I wear my wartime coat in the wind and sleet" "# My jacket's gonna be cut slim and check" "# Maybe a touch of seersucker with an open neck" "# I ride a GS scooter with my hair cut neat" "# I wear my wartime coat in the wind and sleet" "# Love, reign o'er me" "# Reign o'er me" "# Love" "# Reign o'er me" "# Love" "# Had enough of living" "# Had enough of dying" "# Had enough of smiling" "# Had enough of crying" "# Taken all the high roads" "# Squandered and I've saved" "# I've had enough of childhood" "# I've had enough of graves" "# Love" "# Reign o'er me" "# Reign o'er me" "# Love" " # Reign o'er me" " Me!" "# Love" "# Had enough of discos" "# I've had enough of pills" "# I've had enough of street fights" "# I've seen my share of kills" "# I'm finished with the fashions" "# And acting like I'm tough" "# I'm bored with hate and passion" "# I've had enough of trying to..." "# You stopped dancing' #" "# Laugh and say I'm green" "# I've seen things you've never seen" "# Talk behind my back" "# I'm off the beaten track" "# I'll take on anyone" "# Ain't scared of a bloody nose" "# Drink till I drop down" "# With one eye on my clothes" "# What is it?" "I'll take it" "# Who is she?" "I'll rape it" "# Got a bet there?" "I'll meet it" "# Gettin' high?" "You can't beat it" "# What is it?" "I'll take it" "# Who is she?" "I'll rape it" "# Doctor jimmy and Mr Jim" "# When I'm pilled you don't notice him" "# He only comes out when I drink my gin #" "DVD subtitles by European Captioning Institute."