Master Harold ... And the Boys Page #2

Come now,

you've got

work to do.

Sorry, Madam.

[Clicks radio off]

[Willie mumbling]

[Thunder crashing]

(male teacher)

I hope you've sharpened

those pencils.

I want to see the three

projections of the

clutch plate.

[Rolling thunder]

[Slow footsteps]

[Footsteps stop]

Ballard,

Ballard,

Ballard.

[Snickering]

Tell your parents you

want be a librarian.

(boy)

Yeah.

[Thud]

[Moaning]

Try and keep

it down, chum.

Can't we ask the nurse

for more painkillers?

Sorry, pal. I'd be

much better off If

I was back home.

It was a bad fall, chum.

It's for the best.

Dr. Colley's still got

tests to do and things.

(Betty speaking

In foreign language)

Sam, I have to go

to the hospital.

Tell Hally

I'll phone him.

(Willie)

Yes, Madam.

Tell Willie to

clean this floor.

Yes.

Bloody rain.

Make sure

Hally eats

some lunch.

Yes, Madam.

And tell Willie

no buggering around.

Yes, Madam.

So much for business.

I mean it.

Of course, Madam.

(Willie, singing)

D She was scandalizing

my name d

d She took my money

She called me honey d

d She called this love

She was playin' a game d d

Alright.

Oh.

[Humming]

Hey, Boet Sam,

I'm getting it.

The quickstep!

Look now

and tell me.

Show me again.

Count for me.

[Thunder]

Ready?

Ready.

And five, six,

seven, eight

And one, two,

three, four

five, six,

seven, eight...

Your shoulders!

Two, three, four,

five, six, seven, eight

Don't look down, Willie!

Two, three, four, five, six...

look happy I

No, Willie, relax.

I'm relaxed.

No, you're not.

Willie, relax!

- I am relaxed!

- Relax.

Breathe, and relax.

[Indistinct]

Boet Sam!

You make me

make mistakes.

No, you are too stiff.

You must try to glide

through it.

Glide?

Ja, give it more style.

You must look like you

are enjoying yourself.

I wasn't.

Exactly.

[Thunder rolling]

Willie... tell

me something.

When did you last

give H ilda a hiding?

Sunday night.

Aah, hiding

on Sunday night

then Monday, Tuesday,

Wednesday she doesn't

come to practice.

And you are

asking me why.

One day she's

going to leave

you for good.

So, she makes

me the hell in.

You had the same

trouble with Eunice.

Because she also

made me the hell

In, Boet Sam.

Willie...

She never got the steps

right, even the waltz.

Beating her up every time

she makes a mistake

in the waltz

no, Willie, that takes

the pleasure out of

ballroom dancing.

[Mumbles]

[Schoolyard chatter]

[Sigh]

Look and learn

don't worry about making

mistakes or the judges

or the other competitors.

It's just you, H ilda,

and the music.

And you are

going to have

a good time.

Okay, Sam.

What Count Basie

do you play?

U m, "You the cream

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