Waterloo Bridge Page #2

- Yeah. Want a cigarette?

- Thanks.

Here.

Thank you.

It's a swell night, isn't it?

- There goes that signal again.

- Another raid?

Yeah.

Hurry.

- Yeah, I guess they've come back.

- Oh, you have fun here too.

Yeah.

Sit down.

Thanks.

Have an American cigarette.

I'll say I will.

Here.

Got it?

Thanks.

Have you had your dinner?

Then why don't you come

and eat with me?

- Every place is closed while the raid's on.

- Oh, that's too bad.

But you can eat here.

I haven't got a thing

in the place.

But there's a fish and chips

shop downstairs.

- That's great. I'll go down and get some.

- Swell.

- So you're back, are you?

- Yeah.

Pleased to see me, ain't you?

What do you want?

You know perfectly well what I want.

- I want my three weeks' rent.

- I haven't got the dough.

Well, what do you expect me to do?

Subsidize you?

You're making a mistake, my girl.

You'll pay that rent

or I'll find another tenant.

You think that will be easy?

Well, it's been good enough

for better folks than you.

How much do I owe you?

Four pound, three and three pence.

There's the bill.

Well, I've got the three and threepence.

I don't want any of your lip.

Listen. You'll get your money.

- I'll get it for you somewhere.

- Yeah. But when?

Hey. You know the...

- This is Mrs. Hobley.

- Please to meet you, I'm sure.

- How do you do?

- Been on leave long?

I just got in tonight.

Our first leave for eight months.

Oh, isn't that lovely?

- You come to town in lots of money.

- Well, no.

Say, wasn't that somebody

calling you downstairs, Mrs. Hobley?

- Good night.

- Good night.

Check the window

if you find it's too drafty.

- And I hope you'll have a very happy leave.

- Thank you.

Good night, dearie.

- Well, she's a pleasant old girl.

- Yeah, isn't she?

I think I've gotten plenty of those.

- Hey. What's your name?

- Roy Cronin.

Oh, shoot. There's no more gas.

- Got a schilling, soldier?

- Sure.

- Say, what is that? A slot machine?

- Sure, it turns on the gas.

I thought maybe you were getting

a package of gum.

- Remind me I owe you a schilling.

- Yeah, wouldn't it be terrible if I forgot?

- What's your name?

- Myra.

- Myra, what?

- Myra Deauville.

- Deauville. Your family French?

- Oh, no. That's just a stage name.

- What's your real name?

- Let's eat. I'm starved.

- We don't have to wait for the kettle.

- All right.

- Where do you come from?

- Lachsfeld, do you know it?

- I'll say, I do.

- Yeah?

Sure. Did you live with your people?

I did until the war broke out.

You see, my stepfather's English

so he joined up.

And, of course, my mother

came here with him.

- Is he nice?

- Yeah, he's grand.

He's at least ten years too old

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