The Dressmaker Page #2
want you leaving the house.
What things? What situation?
Well...
it's the grand final this weekend.
Footballers from Winyerp
will be coming
and their foul language.
Not coming into my house?
No, no, no. In the street.
You will be safe inside.
Now, my pet, have your tonic.
- Oh...
- Good girl.
Give you a little bit extra so you...
- There we go.
- Thank you.
(EXHALES)
There you go, pet.
Head on the pillow.
I can't see him.
25 years since Stewart's accident.
Pet?
(WHISPERS) Pet?
(CHEERING)
Go, Teddy!
On your left, Teddy!
- Go, Reggie!
- Move over, boy!
Oof!
Oh! Oh! Reggie!
Pick it up, Teddy!
- MAN:
Go, Teddy!- Go, Teddy!
On ya, Teddy!
(YELLING)
(CHEERING)
Go, Teddy!
(WHISTLE BLOWS)
Who's that?
Outside, outside, outside.
BOTH:
Oof!Ah!
Don't look at her. Eyes on the ball.
Stop looking at her, boys!
Come on!
Farrat, stop her. Charge her.
With what? Sitting?
The nerve of that girl!
(CHEERING)
(CHEERING)
(GROANING)
- Goal.
- (SIREN WAILS)
(WHISTLE BLOWS)
- TEDDY:
G'day.- On.
Your get-up's
distracting my players.
Well, I do have an unusual talent
for bias cutting.
- Yeah. Listen, Myrtle...
- I prefer Tilly.
Tilly, the only reason
these bastards haven't run
us McSwineys out of town too
is me dad empties
their shithouses
and I win 'em the footy.
We lose this match,
all I've got left is the sh*t.
Thank you, Teddy.
I know you and Mae have been
looking out for Molly.
You leaving?
No. I'm going to change.
MOLLY:
Been looking outfor me, have you?
Iced VoVo?
No, thank you, Molly.
I remember you.
It's Molly Dunnage.
That's right. I'm still alive!
What about
that poor wife of yours?
Irma is as well
as can be expected.
Mmm.
She kept running into doors,
if I remember, your wife.
Cut lips, black eyes...
Can I help you?
That all miraculously went away
when you become a hunchback.
FARRAT:
Tilly...I heard she was back.
I had no idea
she was so beautiful.
Gertrude knows
fruit preservatives.
Female intimate apparel.
She does her own hair too.
(SOFTLY) on...
Your dress...
That fabric...
That's the photographer
from the Winyerp Gazette.
How about a kiss
for our man in blue, hey?
FARRAT:
Oh, no, no, no.No, no, no, no.
(WHISPERS) Kiss me, kiss me.
Eugh! Trollop!
Problem with your Dungatar team
is inexperience.
See, our Winyerp boys
are seasoned professionals.
They're not likely to be distracted
by some good-looking sheila.
Oh.
Gertrude Pratt.
What's the matter with you?
I hear the footballers' dance
is Saturday night.
I could make you something.
A dress can't change anything.
Watch and learn, Gert.
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