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But if your roots are here, it's...

It's easier to adjust.

I don't have roots here.

Well, what I mean is

that I wasn't born here.

But yes, we did move here

when I was 13.

All but Alex, anyway.

So, yes.

You're right, Angela, really.

It's just that...

Well, we'd only been here six months

when father dumped us.

I haven't seen him since.

Pissed off to Africa.

About a century too late.

He does write, though.

No, actually...

Actually, I don't mind London.

- I don't mind it at all.

- Damn right!

Big pond for big fish.

It's the only place to be

in this country.

Money.

Massive unemployment.

Marvellous!

I'll drink to London!

Massive unemployment,

do you think that's good?

Of course it's good.

Bloodletting, isn't it?

Sucking the poison

out of the system.

Dog eat dog.

If you can't go to work, go to hell!

You're not serious.

Deadly.

Don't you know your own history?

He's actually thinking very carefully

of going into politics.

Have you the remotest idea

what you are talking about?

Alex!

Oh, I don't suppose it will be the unions

who sweep you to power.

So, have you joined

the Conservative Party?

Are you on the branch committee?

Have you been canvassing

for the last ten years?

What's your record

as a local councillor?

Ah, don't tell me!

You haven't even bothered

to stand yet!

Politics?

You know nothing about it!

I know nothing about it, huh?

You know what you are, don't you?

You're the meat eater

who can't bear the blood.

And do you know what's put

all that flab on your conscience?

Blood!

Hundreds of years of it.

That's bought you your little nest

to get squeamish in.

- You're a pimp, Alex. You're a kept man.

- I'm a democrat.

You're a bloody pimp,

a bloody little pimp who thinks...

...all prostitutes ought to be virgins.

I'll gel the bill.

Don't get up!

Oh... I'm sorry.

Bit too much to drink, I'm afraid.

But you will still stay, won't you?

Oh, well, of course, darling.

Of course.

Of course.

- What were you saying about Alex?

- Did you ever feel...

Mind you, it sounds a bit odd, but...

Did you ever feel

you were part of someone else's dream?

Right!

- I hope we haven't upset Alex.

- Oh, forget Alex!

- I hope he's not going to drive.

- Oh, hurry up.

Alex! The keys!

You're not going

to let him drive, are you?

No.

What was the tip?

- I'll spoof you for it.

- Don't be offensive!

- Did Maude ever tell you that story?

- What story?

- About the Colonel there.

- No.

Ah, you know,

he always insisted on Maude.

And one night

she put a bottle of port on his table.

Years ago now.

The old beggar drank the whole lot.

So, she asked him,

...had he managed to drink

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