Cavalcade Page #2

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- Oh, Mum, how lovely!

Quiet, you naughty little scamp. (LAUGHS)

- Come along, Edward.

- What, Mum, what?

- JOEY:
We're going down to see New Year!

- New Year?

Come on. Put this on, dear.

- Do we sing, Daddy?

- Do we not?

Should old acquaintance be forgot

And never brought to mind

La da da-da

Da de da-da

(SINGING)

- This is yours, Joey.

- Thank you.

- Here you are, dear.

- Thank you, darling.

Nineteen hundred! Happy new century!

ALL:
Nineteen hundred!

Nineteen hundred!

(VOICES CLAMORING)

(CELEBRATORY SHOUTING)

(BAND PLAYING)

ls Mrs. Marryot in?

- To you, ma'am, yes.

- Come on.

But, Mum, we wanted to go down

and see Daddy off on the ship.

I know, darling, but you simply can't.

- Joey's cold's much too bad.

- (SNIFFLES)

You wouldn't leave Joey all alone,

would you?

Mrs. Harris and Miss Edith, ma'am.

- Oh, Margaret, how nice of you.

- Jane darling.

Edith, run along.

Robert's gone to report at the barracks.

He's got leave to travel down to the boat

with me.

Oh.

Oh, then, perhaps you'd like me to stay

and amuse the children till you get back.

- Oh, my dear, do.

- Mmm.

Oh, hello, Margaret.

You're on parade early.

- I just ran in to say good-bye.

- Oh, how kind.

Uh...

What the dickens?

Stand easy.

Now, youngsters, I want you to look

after your mother

very carefully while I'm away.

- Yes, Dad.

- And be very good

and learn your lessons and all that.

Dad, is Bobs a very big soldier?

Lord Roberts, if you please.

He's head of all the soldiers.

- Who's head of all the Boers?

- President Kruger.

And you and Bobs

are going to fight Kruger?

(LAUGHS) That's right.

Are you going to cut Kruger

all in pieces with your sword?

- You blood-thirsty little devil!

- Oh, promise you will, Daddy.

All right. Little tiny pieces.

(LAUGHS) There, I told you he would!

(SOBBING)

Oh, El, it won't seem like no time at all

till Mr. Bridges comes home again.

- If he ever does come home again.

- Mother.

Now what have I said?

Well, we'll all have a good laugh

when he does get back.

(LAUGHING AND SOBBING)

That's what they said about

my poor Uncle Harry's brother Bill

in the war against the Zulus.

But they never had that laugh

'cause he was cut in half

with a assegai the day he landed.

- Mother, don't!

- (SOBBING)

(HUMMING)

Attention!

Oh, here, here, here, here.

Now, let's have a bit of life in it.

Here, half a mo, cookie.

Someone's gonna eat that pastry

- you're cryin' into.

- Oh, Alf, don't be such a fool.

(SOBBING CONTINUES)

Oh, my Lord.

Here, Fanny.

You can give your old dad a smile.

Come and have a look at your old dad.

Look at his buttons.

All shined up nice and bright, ain't they?

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