Frenzy Page #3

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with ripped whores, don't you think?

Hey, Dick!

What about Coming Up then?

No, I'm afraid I haven't any time.

Thanks all the same.

No, Coming Up, the horse.

It won by a mile.

Twenty to one! What did l tell you?

- Made a fortune. Thanks a lot.

- Anytime.

Hey, wait a minute!

This is my ma. Ma, meet Dick Blaney,

the best pilot

who ever pulled a pint of beer.

- Hello, Mrs Rusk.

- Pleased to meet you, I'm sure.

She lives down in Kent,

in the Garden of England!

- Still got the grapes then?

- Oh, yeah. Keep 'em for later.

You tell her to take the pips out.

They're bad for the appendix.

- Ta-ta!

- Bye. Thanks again for the tip.

I told you, Bob's your uncle.

Twenty to one!

Twenty to bloody one!

Christ! Dammit to hell!

Well, my dears,

I'm sure I can say on behalf

of Mrs Blaney as well as myself,

that it's moments like this that make

all our efforts here worthwhile.

You mean, you just don't do it

for the money? (Laughing)

Mrs Davisson, this is a business,

and financial considerations prevail.

But our ultimate satisfaction is the

making happy of two lonely people.

Nice of you, Miss Barling.

Keep up the good work!

Well, it's up to us now, I guess, eh?

Yes. And good-bye, Mr Salt.

Bye, Miss Barling. Thank you.

It's been our pleasure.

And I know you'll both be very happy.

After all, I know you're

both mad about beekeeping.

- lt's good to share an interest.

- l'm sure we will be.

Come on, Neville. Best foot forward.

We should go straight and

get the marriage license, my dear.

What's your rush?

Let's go to my place first.

Did you know, Neville,

that my late husband, Mr Davisson,

was up at 5:
30 every morning of his life?

By the time he brought me my cup

of tea, which he did at 9:15,

he would've cleaned the whole

house; and he was so quiet about it,

that in 14 years, he never woke me once.

Not once!

Oh, a neat man, was he, then?

He liked a tidy place. So do I, come to that.

Dandruff. We'll have

to get you something for that.

Afternoon.

You're new here, aren't you?

I've been here for over a year now.

What can I do for you?

You can inform Mrs Blaney

that one of her less successful

exercises in matrimony is here.

- And who shall I say is calling?

- Mr Blaney.

Or if you preferred it,

ex-Squadron Leader Blaney,

late of the RAF

and Mrs Blaney's matrimonial bed.

I see. Is Mrs Blaney expecting you?

She must be. Everybody expects a

bad penny to turn up sooner or later.

Mrs Blaney, there's a Mr Blaney to see you.

Mr Blaney? Send him in, please, Monica.

- Hello, Brenda.

- Hello, Richard.

What are you doing here?

I just thought I'd call around.

- Well, come in. Take a seat.

- Thanks.

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