The Last of the Blonde Bombshells Page #6

Vodka and tonic, please.

Glenlivet. Little water, please.

The old gentleman will pay.

You were the star, you know?

You were the youngest, the sweetest...

...and the most talented

of The Blonde Bombshells.

You were also the only virgin.

- You had me to thank for that.

- Really? Should I be grateful?

- You frightened or just cold?

- Both.

Stay close to me, darling.

Mr. Churchill recommends it.

Here.

Actually, I've got the keys

to the boiler house.

It's nice and warm in there.

- Betty, I didn't see you there.

- Elizabeth, sit.

You, here.

The girl is 15 years old.

You try anything with her,

you go to prison.

Also, I will take my garden shears

and personally castrate you.

All right, I can take a hint.

When's her birthday?

I don't know why I ran a band.

Most of the girls were

a bleeding nightmare.

They were always very nice to me.

That's because you were

young and innocent.

All right.

I'll show you something

young and innocent.

If you tell anyone about this, I'll kill you.

You old softy.

I can still get into this, you know,

size 14, short legs.

Who was this little girl?

What became of her?

What's it like, long marriage?

I've only had two little ones.

It's warm and cozy,

like an old pair of shoes.

Or a wet dog.

It's only after the kids leave home,

that you realize...

Well, there are no surprises anymore.

Mind you, a lot of people

don't want surprises.

Do you?

I'm not sure.

I might be developing a taste for them.

Betty's in Hastings.

Anna's in the arms of Jesus.

Joan's dead.

Vera's deranged.

Evelyn's in prison.

Madeleine's missing in action.

Dinah's somewhere in the States

and I've left many messages for Gwen.

So, is there a band or is there not a band?

I need to know what to tell the committee.

Tell them there is no band.

Tell them to hire a magician.

We'll pay off Evelyn's debts

and get her out of the nick.

That'd make four.

What about Annie?

I know these Christians.

If they say no, they mean it.

What about pieces of silver?

That is a totally evil suggestion.

So, please think about it.

Hello? Yes, speaking.

- Gwen?

- Gwen!

It's wonderful to speak to someone

who's sane and alive and not in custody.

Do you know the way to Wolverhampton?

If you can whistle it, I can play it.

Nobody goes

to Wolverhampton out of season.

You need passports, malaria jabs,

sturdy boots, an armed escort.

Don't be silly.

It'll be wonderful to see Gwen.

It'll be horrible.

"On the board again

"Riding for a fall again

"And I'm gonna get my all again

"Taking a chance on love

"I'm feeling fine again

"I'm going to rise and shine again

"I've almost lost my mind again

"Taking a chance on love

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