Repulsion Page #2

I-I promise you that you'll

have the money tomorrow.

That's what you said a fortnight ago.

You'll have the money

tomorrow without fail.

- Look, if you're not

going to play fair by me...

- My sister will bring it round to you.

- Won't you?

- N-no,

I'm going away on holiday.

Now look, Miss Ledoux, this time

I've had just about enough...

She'll bring it around to

you tomorrow, I promise!

She'd better Miss Ledoux.

That's all I can say!

Just the sound of his

voice makes my flesh creep.

Money, money, money, that's

all he every things about!

Good heavens, I

shall be late again.

Is Bridget about?

She's downstairs.

Bridget!

What's the matter?

Nothing.

Tell me.

Nothing.

Just bloody men! They promise

you the Earth and then...

- Oh, I could cut my throat!

- Don't say that!

I thought this one was different.

- Was he...?

- Oh, he was a pig. Forget it.

Oh, look at my eyes!

Will Miss Bridget please come to the

salon. Mrs. Prendergast has arrived.

I'll tell you the sordid details later.

Oh, why are they so filthy?

Don't be upset.

Will Miss Bridget please come

to the salon right away.

Are you joking?

No, you should have seen them.

They went for each other like those

women that addressed us in Hamburg.

One a big leg with bloody big charlies

tried to claw the other girl's face.

Got her fist right down her throat.

Two pints of bitter, please.

- Two pints, sir?

- Lesbians?

No, no. They both fancied the same

bloke. I should have his luck!

And then they started in with their

teeth, rolling about on the floor,

it was like a madhouse.

And I was the only mug who

tried to prevent them. I

ought to have my head examined.

I wouldn't have minded seeing it.

Feel free, anytime.

I ended up

with my coat torn, my

shirt covered with blood,

if you like that sort of thing,

I'll introduce you to my cousin.

- She's a black belt.

- Black belt?

How did you get on?

- What?

(What's your cousin like?)

- How did you get on

with little Miss Muffet?

(She sounds fun.)

- When?

- Well I thought you were

taking her out to dinner?

(Y-your cousin, what's she like?)

- Is that the right time?

- No, sir.

Oh come on, fill us in

with the gripping details.

The gripping details are that

she had dinner with her sister.

Well maybe you should

try the sister?

Are you playing hard to get?

I've been waiting over an hour.

W-what for?

Well not for Christmas.

We made a date, remember?

We're having supper tonight!

I-I forgot.

Well next time you forget,

maybe you'll let me know.

It's not that, but...

Are you all right?

You look...I don't know...you

look sort of, sort of funny?

I don't feel...

I mean...

I don't know...

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