Deep End Page #6

Your name, sir, please.

Is that what...

Look, he's gone. Look, look.

I'd still like your name.

On what are you gonna base

the charge? What is it?

Importuning, sir.

Why are you always doing that?

Well, I could use the extra bob.

Anyway, I'm bored.

Everything gets boring after a time.

Your fianc seems a good sort of chap.

He's okay.

He phoned me first thing this morning.

- Yeah? He must have a few bob.

- Yeah.

- When's the happy day?

- Not just yet.

But I might decide tomorrow,

as a matter of fact.

Tomorrow? Why tomorrow?

We're going to buy the ring.

Do you think I should have a diamond,

or a ruby, or maybe a sapphire?

Hmm?

Afterwards, we're gonna go and have

something to eat somewhere, I expect.

A little celebration.

Then we're gonna go to Skull.

Skull? What's Skull?

Mike, what are you doing?

It's a nightclub. Mike, stop it.

Stop wasting my cotton.

Here. Give it to me.

It's all dirty. Look what you've done.

Madam, excuse me. Could you please...

You're not allowed in here.

Could you go outside? This is for

the attendant only, you know.

Keep an eye on my section,

would you, Mike?

- What's going on?

- Oh, my God. Oh, my God!

- What's going on?

- What's the problem?

Who sounded the alarm?

What is it?

What is it? Who sounded the alarm?

Just a moment.

Now, just a moment.

Who did it?

Ladies. Ladies, return to your section.

You're not allowed to mix with the men.

- There is no fire.

- I know.

I know, it was a false alarm.

I apologise for

any inconvenience caused.

Return to your cubicles.

Done it. Now, don't think I don't know

what's going on here.

Unpunctuality, tea leaves thrown

down the toilet.

Cigarette ends in the cubicles.

And there was a dirty towel

just lying in the main corridor

on Tuesday afternoon.

Just see it doesn't happen again.

Stop it, stop it!

Oh, stop it. Help me stop it.

What a monster, it goes on forever.

She knows who has

to clear this up.

- Take it over here.

- She started it going anyway.

Keeping me out of the way.

Good afternoon, son.

I'd like to know where your, um...

toilet is.

Oh, er, toilet. Right, toilet.

Yes, it's, um...

You see, one, two, three, on the left.

Thank you.

Mike.

Get out of my way.

Stay out of my way. You're crazy.

Hey, Sue. Pack it up. Pack it up!

Sue, Susan!

Don't... Stop, my bike.

You've ruined my bike.

Mike?

There's a customer for you

in my section.

No...

I told you, Sue. No more swapping!

No, it's not. She asked you by name.

She knows you.

- Kathy. Kathleen something or other.

- Kathy.

Your girlfriend?

I haven't got one.

- Kathy, where are you?

- I'm here, Mike.

Don't be so shy, Mike. Come on in.

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