Kinky Boots

Come on.

Come on, you stupid boy.

OK now, Charlie.

I'm going to show you the most

beautiful thing in the world.

- Do you know what it is?

- A shoe.

A lot of people would say

it'd be an oak tree in spring.

It's a shoe.

Lot of people would say

it'd be a field of flowers.

Do you know what I think it is?

A shoe.

I think it's a shoe.

Every machine. You'll learn how

to work every machine, Charlie.

And by the time you're old enough,

and married probably,

taking over the factory from me,

believe me,

first thing you'll notice

about a person is their shoes.

Come on.

You know, it's funny.

It's always struck me

that in terms of love, strength

and attention to detail,

marriage is pretty much like...

A pair of shoes.

And today again, I'm not wrong...

They take you to places,

perhaps, you werert expecting.

My son. Off to London.

His fiance been transferred

to an even bigger estate agents.

Young Charlie,

what have you decided

to try your hand at down there?

Marketing.

Marketing.

To my future daughter-in-law.

And to my wonderful son.

- Charlie.

- Charlie.

Ah, Mr Price.

Do let me show you around.

This is the new layout designed

with the young couple in mind.

As you see,

one good size bedroom,

with en-suite shower room.

And through here,

a fully-furnished lounge.

Oh, and best of all, Mr Price,

best of all...

The view.

It's not Northampton.

It's not Northampton.

No.

Not Northampton

Not Northampton

We're not in Northampton anymore

- We're going where...

- Hello?

... sky is blue

Cos the best thing

about London is

No more bloody shoe...

Yeah, this is his son.

Mr Price.

He'd have been proud of you

coming back, Mr Price.

Charlie.

Price factory has to have a Mr Price,

Mr Price.

George...

Bugger.

Dad always used to say that...

And in a sense...

He ain't pressed the button.

- My heart is...

- Press the red button.

That's a good start.

Right.

I'm not my dad. OK.

You shouldn't expect that.

But I've spent my life with

each one of you at some point,

training on these machines.

- I was bloody useless.

- Too right.

Thanks, Don.

Listen. Dad believed

there would always be a place

for craftsmanship.

And whether you realise it or not,

that is what you all are.

Craftsmen.

So let's make shoes.

Let's make shoes?

Don't worry, love.

Don't get it on your jacket.

I'll get some roll.

Pat, what order is the company

working on at the moment?

It's a big one, love.

Chambers Wholesale. Why?

What the hell was he playing at?

I mean, why didn't he...

Why did he carry on making 'em?

This happened before. 1992.

Customer went into receivership

and your dad got stuck

with 600 Oxfords.

And?

Bill Sampson in London

took 'em at cost.

Right. Pat, I'm going to London.

I just happen to find myself

with 1,200 pairs of brogues,

and I know, a few years back,

your dad took some at cost

off my dad and I thought...

That was a few years back, Charlie.

Things have changed a bit.

But look, I'll tell you what.

I'll take 200 pairs off your hands.

For old time's sake.

Hey, and this hurts.

Being a Forest fan giving

charity to a Northampton...

I mean, when I say charity

I'm not... you know.

Imported from Slovakia.

Wanna know how much?

Harry. A Price's shoe

will last a man a lifetime.

Poor sod that buys these will be back

in ten months for new ones.

I know. And isn't that great?

Spare some change, guv?

Here. This is a Price's shoe.

And it'll last a man a lifetime.

You got it in a size ten?

- Slow yourself down a bit.

- Wanna come to a party?

All right, gorgeous?

Come here.

Covering something, princess?

Where do you think you're going?

Don't worry, I'm not gonna harm you.

Just want a chat.

All right, lads?

I think you should just leave

her alone now, don't you think?

- Yeah? Come on then.

- Don't you?

Very sweet.

You riding to my rescue.

Very Prince Charming.

Pass me my b*obs, will ya?

Here.

Didrt look like you

needed much rescuing.

Well, a girl has to know

how to look after herself these days.

There are some

very funny people out there.

How's that wound?

Let's have a look.

Don't flatter yourself.

Vodka. Helps you forget pain.

Well, it does me.

God. Clean off, again.

Like most things in life,

it cannot stand

the weight of a man.

Here we go. Oh. God love us.

Hold on.

Thank you again, Mr...

Sorry to be presumptive.

Are you a Mr?

I'm a Charlie. From Northampton.

Well, I rather thought you might be.

... my unspoiled gender

Prim and proper

The girl who's never been cased

I'm tired of being pure and not chased

Like something that

seeks its level

I wanna go to the devil

I wanna be evil

I wanna spit tacks

I wanna be evil

And cheat at jacks

I wanna be wicked

I wanna tell lies

I wanna be mean

and throw mud pies

I want to wake up

in the morning

With that dark brown taste

I wanna see some dissipation

in my face

I wanna be evil

I wanna be mad

But more than that

I wanna be bad

I wanna be evil

and trump an ace

Just to see my partner's face

I wanna be nasty

I wanna be cruel

I wanna be daring

I wanna shoot pool

And in the theatre

I want to change my seat

Just so I can step on

everybody's feet

- Oh, no.

- Trish.

Thing is...

No, love, please. Please.

They've just started school.

They just started school

this month, Charlie.

This is their uniforms, love.

This is their dinners.

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