Billy Elliot Page #4

- Don't be silly.

He's just under a lot of pressure.

That's what Mom says.

I think it's because he drinks too much.

Does he drink too much?

He's always pissed.

Once he pissed himself.

Your dad?

'Cause he's unhappy and that.

'Cause they sleep in separate beds.

- Why do they sleep in separate beds?

- So they can't have sex.

Do they not have sex?

Dad did it with this woman from work,

but they don't think I know.

Do you miss your mom, then?

I don't really miss her as such.

It's more like just feeling sad.

Especially when I remember her

all of a sudden.

When I'd forgot that she was dead

and that.

What about your mom?

Does she not have sex?

No, she's unfulfilled.

That's why she does dancing.

She does dancing instead of sex?

- Your family's weird.

- No, they're not.

They are though. They're mental.

Get off!

See? You're a nutter, you.

Debbie, it's time for Billy to go home.

Come on, Billy.

I'll drop you off at the corner.

I'll see you, Debbie.

Okay, then.

Miss...

...what have I blown?

This'll sound strange, Billy...

...but, for some time now,

I've thought of the Royal Ballet School.

Aren't you a bit old?

No, not me. You.

I'm the bloody teacher.

They hold auditions in Newcastle.

I'd never be good enough.

I hardly know aught.

They're not interested

in how much you know.

They'll teach you.

That's why they're a ballet school.

It's how you move,

how you express yourself that's important.

Express what?

I think you're good enough to go for it.

It would mean an awful lot of hard work.

But I'm banned.

- Maybe I should have a word with him.

- No, Miss!

- I could teach you on your own.

- We couldn't afford it.

- I'm not doing it for the money.

- What about Dad?

- He doesn't need to know.

- What about boxing?

Listen, if you wanna piss about

with your mates, that's fine with me.

All right, don't lose your blob.

"Blob"?

So, we could do it private like?

Just you and me.

Miss, you don't fancy me, do you?

No, Billy. Funnily enough, I don't.

Now, piss off.

Piss off yourself.

See you Monday, then.

You coming in or what?

- What are you doing?

- Nothing. Just dressing up.

- Whose dress is that?

- Come on.

- Whose dress is that?

- It's me sister's.

- Did she give you it?

- She doesn't know.

Do you wanna try?

You can have one of me mom's.

No. You all right?

- What are you doing that for?

- I'm just trying it on.

Christ.

Come here.

Stay still.

There.

- Won't we get in trouble?

- Don't be stupid.

Me dad does it all the time.

He dresses up in your mom's clothes?

Only when he thinks everybody's out.

Have you got a tutu yet?

Do you think being a ballet dancer

would be better than being a miner?

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