Billy Liar Page #2

Here, here, here!

Watch your language.

Flaming this and that.

- He's gone too far.

- Do you want to know or don't you?

Because if you want to know,

I'll tell you,

and if you don't want to know,

I'll shut up.

- Right. Try again...

- You just eat your breakfast.

- Plus get your mucky self washed.

- And get to work.

Why don't you see he gets dressed

before he comes down?

She wants to burn his raincoat.

Fling it on the fireback.

Then he'd have to get dressed.

Spoiled him all your life.

I knew it would be my fault.

I don't know.

He won't have a job anywhere,

never mind London, at this rate.

He's not going to London.

That's one of his stories.

He can't say two words

without telling a lie.

What was he telling that woman

about me having me leg off?

Do I look as if I've had my leg off?

You'll have to stop

making things up, Billy.

There's no sense in it at your age.

We never know where we are with you.

I mean, you're too old

for things like that now.

I don't know

what we're going to do with you.

Oh, my God, how dreary.

Billy's pissed again.

So glad you're going to London,

you old loafer.

Simone and I were thinking of kicking

you out of the old nest any day now.

Better come into the library,

and we'll talk about the money end.

And keep your hands off

my bloody razor in future!

Seventeen.

You can't call anything your own

in this house, can you?

Hey, shirt.

When are you going

to unlock that wardrobe?

- Why?

- Because I say so.

- I've got me private things in there.

- Never mind things.

I've got shirts and socks and pants

waiting to go in there.

It's not natural

to keep a wardrobe locked up.

- A lad of your age!

- Well, it's my wardrobe.

Who paid for it?

It's our wardrobe.

Get it unlocked and leave it unlocked,

if you don't mind.

If it isn't unlocked when I get back,

I'll smash the bloody thing open.

Oh, flaming calendars!

'It's a good heart that says no ill

but a better heart that thinks none. '

I don't think.

'Those who bring sunshine

into the lives of others

'cannot keep it from themselves. '

Did you spend the postage money?

Was that the size of it?

'You were given these calendars

to post last Christmas.

'All right, Billy boy, on your feet.

'William Terence Fisher,

I have a warrant for your arrest

'on the charge that you did,

willfully and knowingly,

'misappropriate 270 calendars,

'the property of your employers,

Messrs Shadrack & Duxbury... '

Well, Fisher,

you've certainly earned

your remission.

You've used your time well.

This is the finest expose

of prison life I've ever read.

Thank you, sir.

I think you'll get your reforms now.

A great many MPs are on our side.

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