[in bed, praying just before he goes to sleep]
Alan:
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Please God. Today or tomorrow - or early next week at the latest, weather permitting. Just *one* kiss. One'll do. Amen. And I'll never ask for anything again.
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Alan:
Bums are nothing really - everyone's got a bum. Always have had - they're nothing to be ashamed of. Dicks aren't either - everyone's got a dick. It's only the human torso. Tits included - I mean they're just for feeding babies with, deep down, not for bouncing about. The same goes for getting a feel. Kissing's different. A kiss is...
Tommy:
Girls like it as well, you know.
Alan:
Like what?
Tommy:
What boys like... and some of them bloody love it.
Alan:
I'm not talking about just French girls.
Tommy:
[knowingly] Aye, I'm not either.
[as he is walking to school, Alan flamboyantly bowls an imaginary cricket ball, and pulls a muscle. He sees two workmen watching him]
Alan:
[hopping around in agony] Aaaargh! It's cramp! Bloody hell-fire and scrotums.
Road Worker:
Millions of pounds on education.
Road Worker:
It'll be with him living under the shadow of the Bomb, I expect.
John Arlott - Cricket Commentator:
And Duckworth has done it. England have won the most dramatic victory in the history of cricket. The entire crowd - and I'll wager the entire nation - rises to its feet in homage to Quack-Quack Duckworth who went to the wicket a boy... and came back a man.
[the boys are playing an impromptu game of cricket on waste ground next to the canal. Alan hits the ball for six... into the canal]
Geoffrey:
Berk!
Boy:
You stupid bugger.
Geoffrey:
It's in the bloody canal, you berk. If it sinks, you're out.
Abbo:
[laconically] We'll have to move that canal!
[Ann and Geoffrey are saying their farewells as they are about to go home in different directions]
Geoffrey:
[romantically] Mañana.
Ann:
[romantically] Mañana.
Geoffrey, Ann:
[together] Mañana's not soon enough for me.
[Alan looks nauseated at this display of affection]
[Abbo and Shaz are helping Alan learn his lines. They come to the line where Alan's character kisses Ann's character]
Alan:
[quoting line from play] "I have seen the light of truth in what's happened and the light of love in your fiancée's eyes - love for me."
Abbo:
Then you stride over to her, take her in your arms and... bleeeeugh!
[Abbo pretends to vomit]
Shaz:
Puke. Vomitude-inosty.
Abbo:
Spewosity upthrow.
Alan:
[echoing Ann's comment to him earlier] That's stupid, that. Long drivel words that don't mean anything.
[Alan walks off in disgust]
Shaz:
He'd getting more like my Auntie Phyllis every day.
Abbo:
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It's the strain of learning his lines.
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Shaz:
Either that or he's been overdoing it.
[Abbo looks horrified]
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