Saturday Night and Sunday Morning
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- 1960
- 89 min
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Nine-hundred and fifty-four.
Nine-hundred and fifty-bloody-five.
Another few more,
and that's the lot for Friday.
14, 3 and tuppence
for 1,000 of these a day.
No wonder I've always got a bad back,
though I'll soon be done.
I'll have a fag in a bit.
No use working every minute God sends.
I could finish in half the time
if I went like a bull...
...but they'd only slash me wages,
so they can get stuffed.
Don't let the bastard's grind you down.
That's one thing I've learned.
Jack's one that ain't learnt it.
He wants to get on.
"Yes, Mr. Robboe. No, Mr. Robboe.
I'll do it as soon as I can, Mr. Robboe".
And look where it got Robboe,
a fat gut and lots of worry.
Fred's all right.
He's one of them who knows
how to spend his money, like me.
Enjoys himself.
That's more than them poor beggars know.
They got ground down before the war
and never got over it.
I'd like to see anybody try
to grind me down. That'd be the day.
What I'm out for is a good time.
All the rest is propaganda.
- Do you want your money, mum?
- Okay.
Here you are.
Everything go off all right at work?
Aye, all right.
Did you hear about the accident
in the three-speed shop today?
No, not much.
Another cup of tea, Vera, luv.
I got you someaught good,
seeing as it's Friday night.
This fellow got his hand caught in a press.
He didn't look at what he was doing.
'Course, he's only got one eye...
...he lost the sight in the other
Ta, luv.
Mind what you're doing, can't you?
That Arthur Seaton's going to get
a good rattling one of these days.
- Busy tonight, isn't it?
- You should see next door.
There's a boozing match going on.
A young chap.
- He's downed eight pints already.
- Eight pints? He's having a good time.
Bring us another couple of pints.
- Want help down there?
- I'll let you know if I do.
That sailor's near had it, if you ask me.
Thanks, George. Take one for yourself.
"What do you want
if you don't want money?
"What do you want if you don't want gold?
"Say what you want
and I'll give it to you, honey
"Wish you wanted my love, baby"
Come on, then, sup up!
I've lost count now.
All right, there's plenty of time.
Get the stuff down.
They'll be closed in a bit.
You won't get anymore
till 12:
00 tomorrow.Don't worry, I will.
He's out.
Make sure you don't fall.
I don't know how he does it, I really don't.
Not that it's anything to be proud of.
You get thirsty working
that machine all week.
- I'm going over.
- All right, but hurry up.
It will be closing time
in a couple of minutes.
Pint.
- Now then, what is it?
- A pint.
Time, now, ladies and gentlemen, please.
Look what that young beggar's done.
This is my best suit.
Cheeky daft, isn't he?
Don't even apologize.
Go on, apologize.
Don't just sit there. Do something!
Time, ladies and gentlemen, please.
Did you get in through
the scullery window?
You never think, do you?
You'll have all the neighbors talking.
I left the pub in a hurry,
or I'd have waited for you.
Falling down stairs and spilling
your beer on that woman.
Wasn't my fault.
Somebody pushed me from behind.
I tripped on the rail
coming down the stairs.
I'll believe you. Thousands wouldn't.
I'm not going in that pub again
until they get that rail fixed.
Come here.
What for?
You shouldn't have drunk all that beer
with that loudmouth.
You've had a drink.
I can smell it a mile off.
I don't know what you're talking about.
I've had two beers
and a couple of orange squashes.
You can't call that boozing, now, can you?
Don't let's stay down here too long.
Let's go upstairs.
Come on.
I wish Jack would bring your lad
I'll bet you do.
He'll be gone till tomorrow.
Best make the most of it.
- Don't worry.
- Can't you wait till we get upstairs?
Come on, Brenda, wake up, duck.
That's nice.
What's the time, luv?
It's half past 11:00.
What?
You're having me on again.
Of all the liars,
you're the biggest I've ever known.
I always was a liar, a good one and all.
Liars don't prosper.
It's only 10:
00.Good.
What a time we had last night.
It seems years.
You're lovely Brenda.
Pour us some more tea, duck.
It's thirsty work, falling down stairs.
Two, ain't it?
Thanks.
You're good to me Brenda, luv.
And don't think I don't appreciate it.
It'll be the last breakfast you have
in this house if you don't hurry.
Jack will be home soon.
No more kiss and cuddle if he sees you.
- When shall I see you again?
- I don't know. Not for a while.
We don't want Jack catching on, do we?
Can't we meet there for a change?
Tell him you're in the dance team.
He'll believe you.
I don't know. Work next week.
I'll be hard at it,
sweating me guts out at that lathe.
It's a hard life if you don't weaken.
No rest for the wicked.
Come on, hurry up, will you, please?
He's coming on the bike, I think.
Get a move on.
- I'll see you.
- Get going, will you?
Hello, Mum!
Come on, Tommy,
let's get your clothes off.
Give us that.
How did my duck
get on at the seaside?
Have a nice time?
- We had a good time, didn't we?
- Smashing.
I didn't expect you back so soon.
We had a clear run
all the way down from Lincoln.
Who's in there?
Nobody as I know.
Perhaps a cat got in.
- He was on the run, remember?
- He settled her, though.
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