Last Holiday

Synopsis: George Bird's rather lonely, anonymous existence as an underappreciated seller of farm machinery is jarred when his physician informs him that he is suffering from the rare malady Lampington's Disease and only has a few weeks to live. Believing he has nothing to lose, Bird resigns his position and withdraws his modest life savings in order to spend his remaining time in a "posh" seaside resort. There he keeps his own counsel about his condition and meets people who live in a world he could never have imagined existed. Incredibly he finds personal and professional opportunities now open to him that that he never dreamed would be his, but unfortunately he is no position to take advantage of them... until fate lends a hand.
Genre: Comedy, Drama, Romance
Rotten Tomatoes:
88 min

- This way, please.

- But -

Oh, what's the use?


All right.

- Who's next?

- Mr. Bird.

Bird? Bird, Bird, Bird, Bird.

Oh, yes, yes.

This is interesting.


There you are.

Genuine case of Lampington's disease.

Delayed, but now moving

into the acute stage.

Very rare, always fatal.

- Had X-rays taken?

- Oh, yes.

So have I. Wonderful what

they can do now, isn't it?

Do anything -

except get you enough to eat.

- Bird. George Bird?

- Oh, that's me.

Ah, Sit down,

- You married, Mr. Bird?

- No. Never have been.

Living with any close relation?

Mother or sister?

No, I haven't any close relations.

Just live in digs here.

- Oh. Some girlfriend perhaps?

- Not now,

Any special friend?

Some - Some old pal.

No. I had a great pal once,

but he went to Africa.

Lonely sort of chap,

aren't you, Mr, Bird?

Looks like it, doesn't it?

But what's all this about?

Well, Mr. Bird...

according to this X-ray...

you're suffering from

a very rare complaint...

known as Lampington's disease.

Come over here a moment.

Now then. Have a look at that.

What does it do to you, this -

Lampington's disease?

Ah, now, that's very interesting,

and it's a curious thing...

that nobody spotted it

until about 40 years ago...

when Trevor Lampington

wrote a monograph on it.

You see, between the stomach

and the small intestine, there's a -

I'm sorry, Doctor, but is it serious?

You want the honest truth,

don't you, Mr. Bird?

- Yes, Doctor.

- Well, it is serious, Very serious indeed,

Lampington's disease

has always proved fatal.

No pain, as a rule, you'll be glad to learn.

An acute case soon passes

into a coma, and-and then-

But I feel all right now, Doctor.

In fact, my landlady says

it must have been the fish.

It isn't what you feel, my dear chap,

It's what this X-ray tells us,

Couldn't be wrong, I suppose?

I'm sorry. I - I'm very sorry.

Afraid you'll have to prepare yourself,

May be a few weeks,

Just possibly might be

a few months...

but that's the limit,

And then? Finish?

What's your occupation, Mr. Bird?

I'm a salesman for the Chanbury

Agricultural Implement Company.

Saved any money?

About 300 or so.

And then I've an insurance policy.

I suppose the surrender

value'll be about 500.

Well, if I were in your place,

I'd take that 800...

walk out of me job

and go to Bournemouth or...

Torquay or Pinebourne...

find a good hotel

and enjoy myself while I could.

Now, don't forget.

There shouldn't be any pain.

Just a sort of numbness at first,

and then a coma and - and then -

You said that before.

Well -

- Thanks very much.

- Not at all. Stiff upper lip.

- Feels all right so far.

- No, no. I meant keep smiling.

How do you keep smiling

with a stiff upper lip?

I'm so sorry, Mr. Bird.

Don't mention it.

When you come to think of it,

you know, it's a bit thick, isn't it?

Couldn't agree with you more,

I mean to say... it's going to be all over

before I've even got properly started.

Don't lean against the window.

Well, Bird, you ought to have been

over at Binnisford today.

- I had to go to the clinic, Mr. Dinsdale.

- Now don't go fancying you're ill.

- All right. I won't.

- Well, off you go then. Off you go. Don't waste time.

- I am going, Mr. Dinsdale.

- Well, go on, then. Go.

But I'm going for good.

Here. Bird, don't be foolish.

I know the last time you asked me

for a rise I couldn't manage it.

No. Business wouldn't stand it,

you said.

Well, we won't quarrel

about a few pounds.

Not now, we won't.

Look, Bird. I'll -

I'll raise you to 400.

- 450.

- No use.

- 500.

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