Primitive London Page #3

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- Anne.

- Do you know Larry?

- Yes.

- Are you his girlfriend?

- No, but we're very intimate, though.

- You're very intimate?

- Yes.

- Together, that is?

- Yes, together.

Very good. Tell me,

what do you think about beatniks?

- I think they're great.

- You think they're great?

Do you believe in...

Well, tell me, what is a beatnik?

- GIRL:
A great nit!

- (LAUGHING) A great nit!

- MAN:
Do you think you're a great nit?

- No, I'm not a beatnik.

Well, you just told me

beatniks are great nits.

It wouldn't... I'm not a beatnik.

- You're not a beatnik?

- No!

- Anne, are you a beatnik?

- No.

- Larry, surely you are?

- I'm a tramp.

- You're just a plain old...

- ANNE:
He's a bum.

- He's a bum? Are you sure?

- ANNE:
Yes.

- How much is that camera worth?

- That camera? Two or three hundred quid.

- Ever thought of flogging it?

- Well, we pawn it now and again.

- William's uncle's down the road.

- Uncle's down the road, well done.

What's your definition of a beatnik?

Well, I don't like the word myself,

because if you ask the average person

in the street what a beatnik is,

they'll immediately turn around and say,

"A person who doesn't wash, doesn't work,

"just got long, filthy hair

and is a parasite on society."

MAN:
And you think this is entirely wrong?

- Yes, it is entirely wrong.

- Entirely wrong. Thank you very much.

- Have you been playing together long?

- Yeah, about two years right now.

- Two years?

- Yeah.

What's your ambition, Ryan?

To be the top harmonica player in this country,

what I've always wanted to be, you know.

Wonderful. Tell me,

what do you do in the summer?

Well, we go down the south of France,

usually Cannes,

and busk around the cafs,

and make a few bob. It's pretty good.

- How do you get down there?

- Oh, we go by train.

It costs 12.10 from London to Cannes,

you know.

Oh, I see. Sounds like an advert

for British Railways.

- Well, that's all right.

- I see. And in England, what do you do?

Well, folk singing, and that,

we go busking down the stations

and a few folk clubs,

that kind of thing, you know.

Which station? Mainline?

No. Piccadilly Circus

Underground station, usually.

- Piccadilly Circus? I see.

- Saturday night.

- And how do you get on?

- Eight pound a night.

- Got a girlfriend?

- Me? No.

You know, I just get them when I can,

you know.

But no, I'm not living at home at the moment.

Now I'm living down at Brompton Road.

- Just off the old Brompton Road.

- Do you believe in marriage?

Uh, this I can't really say now, you know.

- I don't really know.

- I see.

- But you'll give it a miss for a while, anyway?

- Yeah.

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