An Education Page #2

His mother dies

and he doesn't feel anything.

I wouldn't feel anything

if my mother dies.

Does that make me an

existentialist?

No. That just makes you a cow.

A cow.

Well...

After I've been to the university...

I'm going to be French.

And I'm going to Paris...

...and I'm going to smoke and wear black

and listen to Jacques Brel.

And I won't speak. Ever.

- Oh, cranky!

- What?

Wait, here.

Hello?

Hello!

Hello. Thank you.

How did it go?

Fine. I think.

Well, I didn't mess my bit up.

Nobody got thrown out

of the orchestra afterwards.

Always the mark of a cultural triumph.

Listen. I'm glad I ran into you.

What are you doing on Friday?

- Going to school.

- I meant the evening.

Oh, of course. Nothing.

Because I'm going to listen to

some Ravel in St. John's Smith Square.

My friends Danny and Helen

would be coming too,

...so it wouldn't be, uh...

I tell you what.

I'll come and pick you up...

...and if your mother and

father disapprove,

...then you can have the tickets

and go with one of them.

- How does that sound?

- Thank you.

And I'd like to go with you.

Seven?

Okay, fine.

And probably go for

a spot of supper afterwards.

- Supper?

- Hm, if you want to.

Well, the thing is that...

we probably would have eaten.

Well, if you'd like supper,

then perhaps on friday...

...you could, uh, not eat?

Yes. Of course.

A spot of supper?

- You've heard of supper?

We've heard of it.

But we've never eaten it.

So, you're gonna have to

tell us everything.

Otherwise, it's not fair.

I won't allow it!

- Fine.

He's more than happy

for you to take me.

Fine. I will.

- Good.

- Well, where is it?

- St. John's Smith Square.

- Where's that?

I don't know.

I'm sure we could find out.

It's in Westminster.

Right next to the Abbey.

How did you know that?

I had a life before we were

married, you know?

- He soon put a stop to that.

- Well, there we are.

- Where are we?

- We're near Westminster Abbey.

I'm not going all the way over there.

The trouble is, that's where

St. John's Smith Square is.

There must be something on locally.

Where's the paper?

She wants to see someone

who can play.

She doesn't want to see

Sheila Kirkland scratching away.

I'll take her.

And how do you propose to get there?

RAF helicopter?

- That's him.

- Oh, bloody hell.

Jack!

By the way, David's a Jew.

A wandering Jew.

So watch yourself.

What did she mean by that?

I've never said anything like that!

It's just an expression!

Look, I got nothing against the Jews...

I'm glad to hear it.

Hello.

No, I didn't mean that

I got against you..

- No, of course I do mean that.

- Dad!

No, it's that... sorry,

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