Pool of London Page #2

you can see the stage.

- Help to pass the time.

- Thanks.

- What do you want?

- I'm just waiting.

- Got your ticket?

- I'm not seeing the show, I'm just waiting.

Well, wait outside. We get enough

of your lot paying for their seats.

Go on - 'op it!

- How could you speak to anyone like that?

- Coming in here,

- trying to get something for nothing...

- I told him he could wait there.

There was a friend of mine waiting here.

Where'd he go'?

- He was told to get out.

- By you?

Some of our customers who pay

for their seats are a bit particular.

You didn't like his face, is that it?

Well, I don't like your face!

- Well, I was doing my job, that's all.

- Well, do it now, go on. Tell me to get out.

Leave him.

You'll get us all into trouble.

All right. But the next time you speak

to a friend of mine, watch your manners.

Lucky for him I kept control of myself.

Pity you didn't with his friend.

Turn it in, Pat. Come on,

I'll buy you a drink before you go home.

Thanks. I'll just go home.

Hello, George.

- Alf, you met my brother?

- Yes, we said how do.

He's the respectable one

of the family.

- Well, so long, Vince.

- Cheerio, Alf.

See you tomorrow.

Same time, same place. So long.

Bye!

Well?

Everything all right?

They gave me a gold watch - plated!

Never mind, you'll be able

to buy yourself a real one soon.

I've got the sailor.

I don't know.

I don't know, I'm sure.

You're not getting cold feel now,

after all the time we've waited?

It was all right talking.

Now it's come to doing it...

You want the money as much as I do,

you know that.

It's Hobson's choice.

But it's me that's doing the jump.

Don't you worry,

you've nothing to be frightened of.

- To think I've sunk as low as this...

- Listen, George.

You were going to be a big shot-

your own boss with everything

you've ever wanted.

And what are you now?

An ex-clerk!

With a pension you can'! buy fags on!

Same with me.

Look where I've got.

Out there, night after night.

They just don't happen to like it, they...

Well, maybe it is a lousy act,

but this time it's going to pay off.

This is the chance for both of us

to get our own back.

It won't knock twice.

All right... all right.

- Are they still in the safe?

- Yes.

Now, listen to me.

Tomorrow, you'll be in Rotterdam.

Right out of it.

Wait there for this sailor.

- I beg your pardon. Hello.

- Hello.

Hurry up, now.

It's wetter out than in.

On top now.

One more only.

Please.

- No, no.

- No, please.

- But you were first.

- No, no, no, please.

Make up your minds!

Better get under something.

- Just look at my shopping!

- Yes, please?

Would you like something?

I'd love a coffee.

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