Billy Liar Page #3

Not only MPs, Fisher.

- From us all.

- Thank you.

Good bye.

- Been nice knowing you.

- Bye.

Welcome home, Billy.

- Come on, lad. Come on.

- All right.

- Aren't you ready yet?

- Just a minute.

You'll never get to work

at this rate, never mind London.

You'll set off one of these days

and meet yourself coming back.

- Just off, Mother.

- Don't hurry yourself.

'It's five to ten. '

Er, actually, I've just been thinking.

I might as well give me notice in today

if I'm going to London.

You want to make up your mind

what you do want to do.

Well... work for Danny Boon.

How do you know? You've never

done that sort of thing before.

You can't switch and change

and swap about

just when you feel like it.

- You've got your living to earn now.

- You worry too much.

Ta-ra, Gran. Ta-ra, Mum.

'An Ashanti tribesman

had a small son. '

- Good morning, Billy.

- Oh, good morning.

'If I can get to the end of the street

without opening me eyes,

'everything will be all right. '

You do know

that's the late Mr. Parkin in there?

We don't want a recurrence

of last week's fiasco, do we?

- Have you checked the oil at all?

- I have.

Extraordinary time to come to work.

I'm sorry, Mr. Shadrack,

only I spilt hot water down me arm.

I've been to the doctor's.

Must be going-home time.

Fisher's here.

- How long has Bighead been here?

- All night, I should think.

- Where did you say you'd been?

- To the doctor's.

- To the doctor's?

- To the doctor's.

- Kindly tell these good people why.

- I don't like the look of my wife.

I wish I'd come with you.

I hate the sight of mine.

Ha, ha, ha!

- Haven't you got work to do?

- Yes, Mr. Shadrack.

I'm trying to run

an up-to-date organisation here.

Far too much laxity.

Oh, Stamp,

I'd like to see your ashes list.

Watch it.

He's been going through all the books.

- He's in a terrible temper.

- Is he?

- Has he balanced the petty cash yet?

- I don't know.

- How much have you fiddled?

- Shut your head.

He thinks postage money

is part of his wages.

I've got something unpleasant

to say to Mr. Shadrack today.

You've got something

unpleasant to say?

- Anything I say would be unpleasant.

- Kindly leave the undertakers.

I'm giving in my notice today.

- You are?

- Wonderful comedian!

Shadrack and Duxbury,

funeral furnishers.

Oh, I'm sorry to hear that, madam.

When shall we call for him?

Shadrack to funeral fleet.

Shadrack to funeral fleet.

'Are you receiving me? Over. '

Receiving you loud and clear. Over.

State your position, please.

State your position. Over.

We're just turning into Sheepgate

from the memorial.

Traffic at Coal Lane junction

is holding us up. Over.

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