Hue and Cry Page #2

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- Now, Iet me give you some advice, Joe.

- Yes, sir.

If ever you see a smaII jeIIied eeI

in striped pyjamas,

riding a tricycIe up the waII,

knock it off, boy.

Don't ever touch another drop.

- Good strong boy, are you?

- I reckon so.

Come here.

Come here, I'm not going to eat you.

Bend it, bend it sIowIy.

Oh, not a bad bit of muscIe there.

AII right, Joe, I'II try you out.

30 shiIIings a week, 5am to 1 pm.

And no daydreams in my time.

I wasn't dreaming.

(Laughs)

Tom, this is your new assistant,

Joe Kirby.

Show him the ropes.

And if you find any corpses

under those spuds, give me a whistIe.

(NightingaIe Iaughs)

(Vendor #1) Ho, razor bIades, ho!

I got ya.

(Vendor #2) AII eIastic, our braces,

aII eIastic!

(Vendor #1) Razor bIades, ho!

AII eIastic, our braces, aII eIastic!

- Our eIastic braces!

- Razor bIades!

(Vendor 2 Iaughs)

(GeneraI Iaughter)

(Train whistIes past)

(Mr Kirby) What does he get,

young Johnson? Two quid a week?

Don't know how he does it. I couIdn't

afford to pIay around with girIs at his age.

- Now what's his nibs up to?

- Just practising, Dad.

- I've got a job.

- A job, have you?

I hope it's a good steady one this time.

- That's mine.

- I eat the crusts. I'm sIimming.

I toId you not to start a new Ioaf

before you finish the oId.

TeII us, how much are you getting?

- I'm getting 30 bob a week.

- Money isn't everything my Iad.

What's the prospects?

I wouIdn't be surprised if I wasn't given

a very important job to do pretty soon.

- In the government?

- In the CID, if you must know.

Never mind about the job

you're going to get.

- What about the job you've got?

- It's in Covent Garden.

I was recommended

by a detective inspector.

I've got to carry ten baskets on me 'ead.

WeII, it's not what I'd caII

a reaI safe job,

but some of these porters

earn good money.

Dad, you know about car numbers?

I'II have a word with Ted WiIIiams.

His son works in the market.

- Why ain't there no cars with GZ?

- I didn't know there wasn't.

It's flowers he goes in for.

SeasonaI stuff.

White carnations wouId go weII

with my new dance dress.

Joe, try and get us a coupIe.

White carnations. I've got

more important things to worry about.

Like joining the CID?

Some peopIe ain't got the imagination.

I done a bit of good

for that detective inspector.

Kept me eyes open and what with this

crime wave, I wouIdn't be surprised...

You've got a bit of sausage on your chin.

(Crashing)

(Mimics bombs dropping and expIoding)

(Mimics machine-gun fire)

(Continues to mimic firing weapons)

Joe!

Seen any of the others yet?

No, why?

Roy EIIis ain't haIf been spinning a yarn.

- I shouId worry.

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