![]() by W.G. STANTON Produced by Anthony Cornish
Wednesday 4th October 1972 1000-1730 TRANSMISSION: R4, Afternoon Theatre To be arranged, CAST
Margaret Ransome......Margaret Ward
Secretary
Studio Managers | |
(WE OPEN WITH THE SOUND OF WATER RUNNING INTO A WASH-BOWL, BATHROOM CABINET DOOR OPENED AND CLOSED, SOUND OF SHAVING TACKLE ETC. CHARLES RANSOME IS HUMMING TO HIMSELF, PREFERABLY A_ TUNE OF SOME FORTY YEARS AGO, AND IF POSSIBLE ABOUT MORNING.. IT IS NOT THE HUMMING OF A CAREFREE MAN, GLAD TO BE UP AND ABOUT. WATER STOPS. SOUND OF SPLASHING IN . BOWL) | |
| MARGARET | (DISTANT) Charles! |
| CHARLES | (VOICE DISTORTED IN THE ACT OF SHAVING) Yes, dear? |
| MARGARET | How long are you going to be? |
| CHARLES | Just shaving! |
| MARGARET | It's almost ready! |
| CHARLES | Righto! Quick as I can! (TO HIMSELF) Doesn't seem five minutes since the last time I shaved. Ah well, middle age, I suppose. Though how fifty-five can be called middle - l'm not likely to see a hundred and ten. (YAWNS) God, I'm tired. |
| Charles, old boy. do you remember when you used to do the Caruso act in the shower and then eat a breakfast big enough for a navvy | |
| (ALOUD) Meg! | |
| MARGARET | (DISTANT) Yes? |
| CHARLES | Just cereal for me. please! |
| MARGARET | Oh. Charles, I've cooked bacon, |
| CHARLES | Save it for Jenny, |
| MARGARET | Do hurry, Charles.You'll be late. |
| CHARLES | Oh, all right. Just a minute' |
| (SPLASHING AGAIN. FADE OUT, AND CUT IN SOUNDS OF BREAKFAST TABLE) | |
| CHARLES | Sorry about that, Meg, No appetite these days. Jenny'll manage it. |
| MARGARET | You must speak to her. Charles. |
| CHARLES | Speak to her? |
| MARGARET | Not now, of course. |
| CHARLES | Speak to her? |
| MARGARET | Charles, this is me. Remember? |
| CHARLES | Oh, Jenny. |
| MARGARET | Yes, |
| CHARLES | What about? |
| MARGARET | As I thought. Charles, you've not been listening. |
| CHARLES | All right, all right., |
| MARGARET | We don't talk much these days. do we? Will you listen now. please? |
| CHARLES | I said all right. |
| MARGARET | She's taken to coming in rather, late, |
| CHARLES | HMMMM. |
| MARGARET | It was after midnight last night. |
| CHARLES | Yes? |
| MARGARET | She's eighteen. |
| CHARLES | Well? |
| MARGARET | You really must speak to her. |
| CHARLES | Oh, very well. |
| MARGARET | She ought to be in earlier. |
| CHARLES | All right. all right. (TO HIMSELF) But what do you say? Now look here Jenny. This won't do? Start coming in at this time and you know what will happen? First thing you know you'll be coming home pregnant, |
| MARGARET | Charles! |
| CHARLES | (ALOUD) Everybody knows that conception only occurs after midnight. |
| MARGARET | (SOTTO VOCE) Once, anyway. |
| CHARLES | What's that? |
| MARGARET | Nothing. dear. It was - nothing. |
| CHARLES | I wouldn't have thought she was in much danger, In the car. I mean. |
| MARGARET | She didn't take the car. |
| CHARLES | Didn't take the ? Now what's wrong with it? |
| MARGARET | Nothing at all. |
| CHARLES | Why didn't she? |
| MARGARET | It's ridiculous. |
| CHARLES | Ridiculous? |
| MARGARET | It's this boy, |
| CHARLES | Boy? Do I know him? |
| MARGARET | I shouldn't think so. (DRILY) She's only known him six weeks. |
| CHARLES | Oh. Oh, I see. (PAUSE)No, I don't! Where's the connection? |
| MARGARET | Connection? |
| CHARLES | Between this - boy. as you call him, and Jenny not taking the car. |
| MARGARET | It's too silly for words. |
| CHARLES | I'm sure you're right, but I still don't see it. |
| MARGARET | He says he'll take her out in a car when he can provide it, |
| CHARLES | Does he, by Jove? |
| MARGARET | It's too silly for words. |
| CHARLES | Oh, I don't know, (TO HIMSELF) Hmmmm. You know, I like the sound of that. I really do. |
| Hmmm, Won't take her out in a car unless he provides it, eh? Makes a change. I must say, All I ever get these days is scruffy hairy types cadging lifts and then abusing the dirty polluting motorist. Quite a change. Hmmmm. | |
| I think I'd rather like to meet this one. He sounds refreshing after some of the types she's brought home from time to time, | |
| (ALOUD) Who is he. anyway? | |
| MARGARET | Oh. some boy. |
| CHARLES | What's wrong with him? |
| MARGARET | It's not that. He's not like the others. |
| CHARLES | I agree, |
| MARGARET | She thinks of nothing else. She'll get hurt. Women are - vulnerable. She's too young. |
| CHARLES | You weren't exactly ancient yourself. |
| MARGARET | I was her age. She's not much more than a child, |
| CHARLES | Doesn't sound to me as if there's much wrong with him. |
| MARGARET | I don't think we should encourage her. She's getting much too serious about him. |
| CHARLES | Let's leave it there, shall we? For the moment? I'll have a word with her. About the other thing, I mean. But I don't think we should start choosing her friends for her, |
| MARGARET | Friends? (PAUSE) He's too old for her. |
| CHARLES | Oh? I didn't know that. |
| MARGARET | He's twenty-three. |
| CHARLES | Five years? Like us. |
| MARGARET | Yes. (PAUSE) But not like us. |
| CHARLES | Oh? |
| MARGARET | They never see anyone else. Just each other. |
| CHARLES | What does he do? |
| MARGARET | He's a student. I gather. |
| CHARLES | A student? Twenty-three? Bit old for that. surely? |
| MARGARET | He's what they call a mature student. |
| CHARLES | Oh? |
| MARGARET | You'll be able to ask her. |
| CHARLES | Yes. Yes. all right. (PAUSE) I'll do that. (PAUSE) Have to give it some thought. |
| MARGARET | It's time you were off. |
| CHARLES | What's that? Oh, yes. yes. |
| MARGARET | Charles. are you all right? |
| CHARLES | All right? |
| MARGARET | You don't seem to be listening. |
| CHARLES | Eh? Oh, I was thinking. I do have other things to think about,, you know. |
| (SOUND OF TYPEWRITER, DISTANT. CUT IN VOICE OF CARTWRIGHT) | |
| CARTWRIGHT | Ransome? |
| CHARLES | Yes. sir? |
| CARTWRIGHT | I thought you should know. We're putting consultants in. |
| CHARLES | Consultants? Really? Do you think that's ? |
| CARTWIGHT | They'll be taking a hard look at things, Especially sales, of course. Your department, And especially export, You'll give them every assistance. of course. |
| CHARLES | Of course, sir. |
| CARTWRIGHT | No good having consultants in if we tie their hands, eh? Must give them a free hand. To pick holes in the organization. My job as well, you know, And yours.. and the rest. |
| CHARLES | Yes. sir, Of course, |
| (TYPEWRITER STOPS) | |
| MARGARET | Charles! |
| CHARLES | Eh? What's that? What did you say? |
| MARGARET | What is it? |
| CHARLES | What is what? |
| MARGARET | You're worried about something, |
| CHARLES | Not specially, |
| MARGARET | You've been off-hand lately. You don't talk to me, |
| CHARLES | Off-hand? |
| MARGARET | Is everything all right at the firm? |
| CHARLES | Yes, yes. of course. Why shouldn't it be? |
| MARGARET | You're sure? |
| CHARLES | Nothing for you to worry your head about. A few of these jumped-up whizz-kids chucking their weight about. (PAUSE) Good Lord! Is that the time? (GOING) I shall be late. See you this evening, |
| MARGARET | I'll see you. anyway, |
| CHARLES | (DISTANT) What's that? |
| MARGARET | Oh. nothing. You won't forget about Jenny. will you? |
| CHARLES | (COMING BACK) Jenny? What about - ? Oh yes. this boy. (BEGIN FADE) No. I won't forget. (FADE OUT. CUT IN SOUND OF KEY IN DOOR, AND DOOR OPENING) |
| CHARLES | Jenny! |
| JENNIFER | (DISTANT) Yes. Daddy? |
| CHARLES | Have you seen your mother? Her car’s not here, |
| JENNIFER | (APPROACHING) No. I think she must have gone out. Daddy. what's wrong? |
| CHARLES | Wrong? |
| JENNIFER | Have you and Mummy had a row? |
| CHARLES | Eh? Row? Of course not. |
| JENNIFER | There's something. |
| CHARLES | What do you mean? |
| JENNIFER | This morning - when I came down |
| CHARLES | What about this morning? |
| JENNIFER | She'd been crying. |
| CHARLES | Oh, nonsense! |
| JENNIFER | It's not you, then? |
| CHARLES | Of course not! |
| JENNIFER | That's all right then. isn't it? Do you want me to get you something? |
| CHARLES | No. thanks. I'm not hungry. |
| JENNIFER | Righto, then. (GOING) See you! |
| CHARLES | Yes. (PAUSE) Hey, just a minute! |
| JENNIFER | (APPROACHING) Yes? |
| CHARLES | I'd like a word with you. |
| JENNIFER | Oh, Daddy! I've got to dash! |
| CHARLES | Jenny! |
| JENNIFER | Yes? |
| CHARLES | It's - important. |
| JENNIFER | Oh. Oh, I see. (PAUSE) Mummy's on the warpath. |
| CHARLES | What do you mean by that? |
| JENNIFER | Nothing - perhaps. |
| CHARLES | Has your mother spoken to you? |
| JENNIFER | What about? |
| CHARLES | Has she said anything about - this boy? |
| JENNIFER | Daddy, I don't know what you're talking about, |
| CHARLES | This boy? |
| JENNIFER | So it is Mummy. (PAUSE) You mean Mike. |
| CHARLES | Is that his name? |
| JENNIFER | Michael. Michael Briggs. |
| CHARLES. | Oh. |
| JENNIFER | Yes? |
| CHARLES | It's - well, your mother said I mean, I gather he's a student. |
| JENNIFER | Yes. |
| CHARLES | A mature student. |
| JENNIFER | Yes. |
| CHARLES | I see. |
| JENNIFER | Is that all. Daddy? |
| CHARLES | Yes. (PAUSE) No. I mean, is he important? |
| JENNIFER | Good grief, no! |
| CHARLES | I meant to you. |
| JENNIFER | Yes. |
| CHARLES | Oh. |
| JENNIFER | Yes, he is. Is that all? |
| CHARLES | All? Yes, I suppose so. (PAUSE). Well no. actually, it's not, It's this business of coming in late. Your mother we don't like it. |
| JENNIFER | Oh, that's it, |
| CHARLES | Yes. |
| JENNIFER | I'm eighteen. |
| CHARLES | Yes, I know. That's what I |
| JENNIFER | Well, then, |
| CHARLES | I realise that, of course. |
| JENNIFER | Don't you trust me? |
| CHARLES | Trust you? |
| JENNIFER | You think I'll get myself into some sort of trouble, That's it. |
| CHARLES | Of course we trust you. |
| JENNIFER | Then what on earth's all the flap about? |
| CHARLES | I'd rather you weren't - flippant. |
| JENNIFER | Oh. Sorry. |
| CHARLES | We don't know this boy. |
| JENNIFER | (WITH SOME HEAT) I wish you wouldn't keep calling him this boy! |
| CHARLES | (ALSO WITH HEAT) And I wish you'd stop fencing and answer my questions, (WITH MORE CONTROL) What I mean is, we don't know whether we would approve of him. |
| JENNIFER | I approve of him. |
| CHARLES | Yes, of course. But that's not quite the |
| JENNIFER | I think you would, too. |
| CHARLES | We would? |
| JENNIFER | No. you. He's interested in your sort of thing. Management. Business. |
| CHARLES | Really? |
| JENNIFER | And other things. He's a bit old-fashioned. too |
| CHARLES | Oh. Oh., I see. Then what's wrong? |
| JENNIFER | Wrong? |
| CHARLES | Why can't you - talk about him? Why can't you tell us? |
| JENNIFER | I don't know. I don't seem as if - oh, I can't explain it. (PAUSE) I might be able to tell you. |
| CHARLES | Oh. good. (PAUSE) Well, go on then, |
| JENNIFER | No. |
| CHARLES | Why ever not? |
| JENNIFER | No. It's - mummy. |
| CHARLES | Your mother? |
| JENNIFER | She calls him this boy. |
| CHARLES | Well? |
| JENNIFER | Can't you see? You did. too. It's Mummy. |
| CHARLES | I'm sorry. I didn't mean - Anyway, perhaps I can help. If, as you say, I'd approve of him. |
| JENNIFER | I doubt it. |
| CHARLES | At least let me try. |
| JENNIFER | (EXPLODING) She hasn't even met him, and she's been absolutely bloody about him. Asking questions about him. 'What's he like. What does his father do, Where does he live. I suppose it's because he's a student and he's hard up, and he doesn't tear about in a car that Daddy bought. |
| CHARLES | You're not being entirely fair. He does keep you out late. |
| JENNIFER | It's all right. Daddy. Really. I'm safe with Mike. |
| CHARLES | I'd have to be convinced of that,, you know, |
| JENNIFER | Daddy. whose side are you on? |
| CHARLES | That's unfair, too. It's not as simple as that, You can't expect us not to be concerned if we think you're in danger, |
| JENNIFER | There's danger and danger. |
| CHARLES | What do you mean by that? |
| JENNIFER | I know Mummy's sort of danger. |
| CHARLES | Now. Jennifer |
| JENNIFER | I'm not a little girl any more. I know what the score is. If it were Nigel Aston instead of Mike she wouldn't mind if I came in with the milk. |
| CHARLES | Jenny! |
| JENNIFER | Well! Just because he's filthy rich and county. Or rather his people are. He has people. |
| CHARLES | Stop that at once! |
| JENNIFER | It's true! You know it is! |
| CHARLES | I know nothing of the kind. We want you to be happy. |
| JENNIFER | Happy? Oh, you don't know! When I'm with Mike, it's - well. we just talk. That's all. Hours. |
| CHARLES | Sounds nice, darling. |
| JENNIFER | Yes. |
| CHARLES | I think I'd rather like to meet him-, |
| JENNIFER | I'd like you to, |
| CHARLES | Well, then. Why not bring him up to the club one evening? Might be less embarrassing than a formal tea party for everyone. |
| JENNIFER | (BEGINS TO LAUGH) |
| CHARLES | What's to funny about that? |
| JENNIFER | (STILL AMUSED) I don't think that's a very good idea, Daddy. |
| CHARLES | Why ever not? |
| JENNIFER | Just think of their faces, The members. Captain Ponsonby. Mr. Willetts. Mike's a student, Daddy. It would be like waving a red rag in a field full of bulls. He's got long hair, and he's rather shabby. and (LAUGHS AGAIN) no, I think not. |
| CHARLES | He is important. |
| JENNIFER | (VERY QUIETLY) Yes, he is. (PAUSE) I'll try to get in a bit earlier. |
| CHARLES | Just bring him when you feel like it. I rather want to meet him. |
| JENNIFER | Yes. (BEGIN FADE) All right, Daddy, I will, (FADE OUT), |
| ( CUT IN MARGARET'S VOICE OVER SOUND OF TV PROGRAMME) | |
| MARGARET | Charles! |
| (NO ANSWER) | |
| CHARLES! | |
| CHARLES | Yes? |
| MARGARET | Did you speak to Jennifer? |
| CHARLES | What's that? |
| MARGARET | Oh really, Charles. Can't you tear yourself away from that thing for a moment? |
| CHARLES | Why? |
| MARGARET | I'm sorry. I know you want to rest. Who better? Just lately you're too tired for anything. |
| (TV VOLUME TURNED DOWN) | |
| CHARLES | All right, all right, What is it? |
| MARGARET | I asked if you'd spoken to Jennifer. |
| CHARLES | Yes, I did. Is that all? |
| MARGARET | All? |
| CHARLES | She promised to get in a bit earlier. |
| MARGARET | Oh. |
| CHARLES | That was the idea, wasn't it? |
| MARGARET | What about this boy? |
| CHARLES | Meg. I do wish you'd stop calling him this boy. His name's Michael. Michael Briggs. |
| MARGARET | I know. |
| CHARLES | Jenny calls him Mike, I gather, |
| MARGARET | I know that, too. |
| CHARLES | He's a student. |
| MARGARET | Yes. |
| CHARLES | Now do you mind if I watch the programme? |
| MARGARET | Don't you care what sort of person she's associating with? |
| CHARLES | I don't know what sort of person she's associating with. Do you? |
| MARGARET | I do know what sort of person she's not associating with just now. Since she met this - this Michael. |
| CHARLES | Nigel Aston you mean. |
| MARGARET | Nigel Aston? I don't know that I'd care for that. What in the world brought that up? |
| CHARLES | I thought you had. |
| MARGARET | You don't see much of her these days,Charles. (QUIETLY) Or me. |
| CHARLES | Whose fault is that? |
| MARGARET | I'm not blaming you. I'm stating a fact. |
| CHARLES | Good. |
| MARGARET | I don't think you realise how much you've - (PAUSE) I think we ought to know who she's meeting. |
| CHARLES | I don't know that we ought, It would be nice to, I admit. Actually. I did suggest it |
| MARGARET | You suggested it? Suggested what? |
| CHARLES | That we ought to meet him. |
| MARGARET | Do you think that's wise? |
| CHARLES | Yes, I do. |
| MARGARET | I'm not sure that I |
| CHARLES | I said why not bring him up to the club one evening, |
| MARGARET | You did what? |
| CHARLES | It seemed like a good idea. |
| MARGARET | Oh, Charles. really! Whatever would your friends - ? |
| CHARLES | You're too late with that objection, |
| MARGARET | Too late? |
| CHARLES | Jenny wouldn't hear of it. |
| MARGARET | Good. |
| CHARLES | A matter of opinion. He sounds interesting. |
| (TELEPHONE BELL, DISTANT) | |
| All right, I'll get it. | |
| (WE GO WITH HIM TO THE TELEPHONE IN THE HALL* RECEIVER LIFTED AND BELL STOPS) | |
| Barrowsfield 3I06I | |
| JENNIFER | (DISTORT) Hello? |
| CHARLES | Who's that? Oh. Jenny! |
| JENNIFER | Yes. Is Mummy in? |
| CHARLES | Yes? |
| JENNIFER | Oh. |
| CHARLES | Do you want to speak to her? |
| JENNIFER | Oh. no. no, I just wanted to know if she was in. |
| CHARLES | Yes, she's in. Why? |
| JENNIFER | Oh. nothing. nothing. |
| CHARLES | Anything wrong? |
| JENNIFER | No, no, It was just that oh, never mind. Forget it, |
| CHARLES | (AMUSED) Come on! Come on! What is it? Money? Got yourself stranded somewhere? |
| JENNIFER | No. it's not that. |
| CHARLES | Go on, then. |
| JENNIFER | It was just - well. I was thinking of bringing Mike round for coffee. |
| CHARLES | I think that's a splendid idea. What time shall we expect you? |
| JENNIFER | Never mind, Daddy. Perhaps it wasn't such a good idea. after all, |
| CHARLES | Nonsense! Of course it's a good idea. We'll see you later, then. Come when you like, We shan't be going out. |
| JENNIFER | We'll think about it. I won't promise, though. Bye! |
| (RECEIVER REPLACED, DISTANT, THEN NEAR) | |
| MARGARET | (DISTANT) Charles? Who is it? |
| CHARLES | (GOING) It was Jenny, |
| MARGARET | APPROACHING) Jenny? What did she want? |
| (WE, GO WITH THE, BACK TO THE SITTING-ROOM) | |
| CHARLES | Oh, nothing much. |
| MARGARET | Really? Then why the amusement? |
| CHARLES | She just wanted to know if it would be all right for her to bring Michael in for a coffee later. |
| MARGARET | Michael? This evening? |
| CHARLES | This boy. |
| MARGARET | Oh, You put her off. of course? |
| CHARLES | I did no such thing. |
| MARGARET | What! |
| CHARLES | I told her to come when they felt like it. |
| MARGARET | Oh, Charles. really! The house is a perfect mess. I've absolutely nothing prepared, |
| CHARLES | The house is never a mess. Good Heavens, Meg she's bringing him round for a coffee. not a seven-course meal! |
| MARGARET | I'd better go and change. |
| CHARLES | Whatever for? |
| MARGARET | You hadn't noticed. |
| CHARLES | Noticed what? |
| MARGARET | I'm not dressed for visitors. |
| CHARLES | Oh? |
| MARGARET | It's called a leisure outfit. But not for visitors. |
| CHARLES | Just as you like. But listen - we don't know this boy. A lot of fuss might embarrass him. |
| MARGARET | You're not suggesting that I don't know how to behave towards Jenny's friends? |
| CHARLES | No. of course not. |
| MARGARET | Good heavens, my hair! (BEGIN FADE) I must go and do something with it. (FADE OUT. CUT IN SOUND OF KEY IN DOOR AND DOOR OPENING, DISTANT) |
| JENNIFER | (DISTANT) Come in. Mike! |
| CHARLES | There's Jenny now, I'll go, |
| MARGARET | No. Charles, please. You'll embarrass them. |
| (DOOR OPENS) | |
| JENNIFER | Mummy! Daddy! This is Mike! |
| CHARLES | Come in, come in! |
| JENNIFER | Mike, this is Mummy! And Daddy! |
| MARGARET | How do you do. |
| CHARLES | Hello! Do come in and sit down. |
| MICHAEL | How do you do. |
| MARGARET | Charles! The television. please! |
| CHARLES | Oh yes. of course. |
| (TV SWITCHED OFF) | |
| MARGARET | Look after Michael, will you, Charles? Jenny. come and help me with the coffee. will you, dear? |
| JENNIFER | Oh, Mummy, please! (GOING) Oh, all right. I'm coming. (THEY GO OUT AND DOOR CLOSES) |
| CHARLES | Well, this is nice. Sure you're comfortable there? |
| MICHAEL | Oh - well, yes. thanks! (PAUSE) I say, I haven't got your chair, have I? |
| CHARLES | Good Lord. no. |
| MICHAEL | Oh. good. |
| CHARLES | Haven't got to the pipe and slippers stage yet, you know. |
| MICHAEL | I didn't mean - |
| CHARLES | (LAUGHS, NOT ALTOGETHER EASILY) Oh. that's all right. No offence. (PAUSE) Jenny's mother's doing the tactful thing, you know. |
| MICHAEL | Yes? |
| CHARLES | Leaving the menfolk to their smoking and their stories. |
| MICHAEL | Oh. |
| CHARLES | Cigarette? |
| MICHAEL | I don't. thanks. |
| CHARLES | Very sensible. I smoke too much. |
| MICHAEL | Oh, I wasn't implying |
| CHARLES | Not at all. I wish I had your strength of will. |
| MICHAEL | Oh. it's not that. |
| CHARLES | No? |
| MICHAEL | can't afford them. Bit too expensive these days. |
| CHARLES | I suppose it is rather like smoking money. |
| MICHAEL | It doesn't bother me, though. |
| CHARLES | I'd got the impression students were a bit better off these days, |
| MICHAEL | Yes, that is the impression, |
| CHARLES | I'm glad. |
| MICHAEL | It doesn't really run to cigarettes, to be honest, |
| CHARLES | Really? But surely doesn't one see students with cars nowadays? |
| MICHAEL | Not on a grant. The ones with cars can usually afford to smoke as well. |
| CHARLES | I'm not sure I |
| MICHAEL | They're the ones on fifty a year. |
| CHARLES | Fifty pounds a year? |
| MICHAEL | Yes, that's the minimum. You get that even if your old man's a millionnaire, |
| CHARLES | I didn't know that. |
| MICHAEL | That's right. |
| CHARLES | Good Lord! That doesn't seem fair. |
| MICHAEL | We don't think is is, either. |
| CHARLES | I should say not. |
| MICHAEL | We think they should get the same as the rest of us. |
| CHARLES | I agree, |
| MICHAEL | And see if they can manage on it. |
| CHARLES | Eh? Oh well, I didn't quite |
| MICHAEL | (LAUGHS EASILY) Might broaden their education, |
| (CHARLES LAUGHS. BUT NOT LIKE MICHAEL) | |
| CHARLES | Well. it's a point of view. (PAUSE) They're taking a long time over that coffee. I mean |
| MICHAEL | That's all right. |
| CHARLES | (AGAIN LAUGHS UNEASILY) Makes you wonder what they get up to in there that takes them so long. eh? (BEGIN FADE) Can't understand it! Never could. |
| (FADE OUT. CUT IN SOUND OF WHISTLING KETTLE, WHICH FADES AS MARGARET SPEAKS) | |
| MARGARET | Put the coffee in the percolator. dear. |
| JENNIFER | Oh. Mummy, must we? Mike will be just as happy with instant. |
| MARGARET | Nonsense, dear. The tin's on the third shelf there. |
| (SOUND OF FOOTSTEPS ON TILES FLOOR AND TIN BEING OPENED) | |
| MARGARET | And do stop fretting about Michael. You're like an ill-sitting hen. Your father won't eat him. |
| JENNIFER | Well, you know what Daddy's like. He sort of sweeps people along. |
| MARGARET | Yes, he does that. |
| JENNIFER | mummy? |
| MARGARET | Yes. dear? |
| JENNIFER | You don't go much on Mike. do you? |
| MARGARET | Whatever makes you say that? I'm sure I never - |
| JENNIFER | The way you rushed out as soon as - |
| MARGARET | You mustn't jump to conclusions. Jenny. He seems a nice boy. |
| JENNIFER | My God! |
| MARGARET | Jennifer! |
| JENNIFER | You don't have to say it. |
| MARGARET | You're being unfair. I'm never at my best when I first meet people. |
| JENNIFER | Oh, Mummy! |
| MARGARET | It's true, One has to try not to show it, of course. Or they're embarrassed, too, |
| JENNIFER | I don't believe it! |
| MARGARET | Perhaps you should try. You must give me time. When I was your age - I've often envied you this - I was horribly shy. To walk into a room full of people - I suffered agonies, I hide it better now, |
| JENNIFER | (LAUGHS, NOT TOO EASILY) Mummy. you're putting me on. |
| MARGARET | Your father's different. He gets on with people right away. He always did. I have to grow on them. |
| JENNIFER | You do surprise me, Mummy. I always thought you were so - cool. |
| MARGARET | Cool? No. Frigid - rigid. I mean. With fear. Embarrassment. |
| JENNIFER | (MISSING THE SLIP) I thought it was only me that felt like that. Mike's the same as Daddy. I envy them. |
| MARGARET | Yes. I know. |
| JENNIFER | It's so easy for them. |
| (CUT TO SOUND OF CHARLES COUGHING UNEASILY) | |
| CHARLES | Er - would you care to see the programme. Michael? |
| MICHAEL | I'm easy. |
| CHARLES | Ought to be Match of the Day or Sportsview or something about now, |
| MICHAEL | Not unless you particularly want it, Mr. Ransome. |
| CHARLES | Oh, no, no, no. |
| (PAUSE. CHARLES COUGHS AGAIN) | |
| Er - what are you, er, reading, is it? Michael? | |
| MICHAEL | Reading? |
| CHARLES | Yes. |
| MICHAEL | Oh, my subjects. Economics and philosophy. |
| CHARLES | Oh? They sound (UNEASY LAUGH) uncomfortable bedfellows. |
| MICHAEL | (LAUGHS EASILY) Well, yes, they are. Sometimes. |
| CHARLES | Tell me. I'm interested. What sort of ground does it cover? |
| MICHAEL | It's a fairly wide field these days. |
| CHARLES | 'And where does it lead? Job-wise? |
| MICHAEL | Teaching, perhaps. Industry - you know, management. Especially consultancy. |
| CHARLES | I wondered where they came from. (PAUSE) |
| What particular aspect of management are you interested in? | |
| MICHAEL | Well, the myths, really. |
| CHARLES | Myths? In management? |
| MICHAEL | You know, the beliefs people cling to. Long after they've ceased to have much validity. |
| CHARLES | I'm not sure I'm with you. |
| MICHAEL | Well. for instance, we say that growth- expansion - and all that, is a good thing. |
| CHARLES | Of course. |
| MICHAEL | That's just what I mean. |
| CHARLES | I'm afraid I - |
| MICHAEL | We don't question it. Bigger is better, so we get bigger. |
| CHARLES | (GROWING SUSPICIOUS) One can't stand still in business, you know. You either go forward. or you slip back. |
| MICHAEL | So you get bigger. |
| CHARLES | Exactly. |
| MICHAEL | So you have more and more mergers, national companies become international, more and more people are made redundant, unemployment rises. And we say it will all take care of itself in time, because after all, growth is a good thing. |
| CHARLES | And of course it will. |
| MICHAEL | Will it? Some of us are beginning to wonder. |
| CHARLES | You're still young, of course. |
| MICHAEL | (ALMOST ANGRY) It's just an academic question? For us, I mean? |
| CHARLES | Well, yes. It's different when you're in daily contact with it. |
| MICHAEL | Three of my friends left university last year. With fairly good degrees, too. (PAUSE) They're still out of work. (PAUSE) They feel bit sore. |
| CHARLES | That's natural. |
| MICHAEL | It's not an academic question for them. |
| CHARLES | When great changes are taking place, one has to take the rough with the smooth. |
| MICHAEL | Sure. But they'd like it to be shared out a bit. As I said, some of us are beginning to wonder. (KNOCK ON DOOR) |
| JENNIFER | (BEYOND DOOR) Mike! Open the door, please! I've got the tray. (MICHAEL RISES AND GOES TO THE DOOR) |
| MICHAEL | Coming! |
| (DOOR OPENS) | |
| JENNIFER | Pull out the small table there, will you, darling? |
| MICHAEL | Sure. (SOTTO VOCE) Darling, is it? |
| JENNIFER | Just here. (SOTTO VOCE) I can't call you by the other name here, stupid. (SOUND OF TRAY BEING PUT DOWN) |
| JENNIFER | There! Now, you two been getting on? |
| MICHAEL | Sure, sure. |
| CHARLES | Oh yes, fine. |
| JENNIFER | What did I tell you, Daddy? |
| MARGARET | (APPROACHING) I'll pour the coffee, Jenny. BEGIN FADE) Charles, pass Michael the biscuits, please. (FADE OUT. BRING UP SOFT BACKGROUND MUSIC SUITABLE FOR BEDROOM ACOUSTIC) |
| CHARLES | Meg, please! Do we have to have that row in the bedroom? |
| MARGARET | Oh, sorry! |
| (MUSIC SWITCHED OFF) | |
| CHARLES | (YAWNS) God, I'm tired, |
| MARGARET | (GOING) Yes. So am I. It's been a worse Monday than usual. |
| CHARLES | (CALLS) Meg! |
| MARGARET | (DISTANT) Yes? |
| CHARLES | You seen my sleeping tablets? |
| MARGARET | (APPROACHING) They're where they always are, I imagine. |
| CHARLES | (SAVAGELY) And where's that, for God's sake? |
| MARGARET | In the bathroom, cabinet. Why? |
| CHARLES | Because I want a couple, that's why. |
| MARGARET | What's wrong. |
| CHARLES | Wrong? |
| MARGARET | What are you so edgy about? |
| CHARLES | Edgy? Who says I'm edgy? I'm tired that's all. (GOING) And I want a couple of sleeping pills. |
| (DISTANT SOUND OF RUNNING BRIEFLY) | |
| (APPROACHING) Do we have to hold an inquest now, every time I want a sleeping pill? | |
| MARGARET | You snapped at me several times tonight. And you almost bit Jenny's head off when she came in. |
| CHARLES | She's coming in at a respectable time, anyway. Perhaps I should do some more snapping. Perhaps you should try it on Michael. |
| (CHARLES GRUNTS) | |
| MARGARET | What did you think of him? |
| CHARLES | Who? |
| MARGARET | Oh, Charles, really! You must have given it some thought. You had a long chat the other night. |
| CHARLES | I've more important things to think about. |
| (BEGIN FADE) lot's happened since the other night. | |
| (FADE OUT) | |
| (CUT IN SOUND OF TYPEWRITER CARTWRIGHT'S VOICE OVER) | |
| CARTWRIGHT | (DISTORT) Ransome? |
| CHARLES | Yes, sir? |
| CARTWRIGHT | (DISTORT) Can you come up to my office? |
| CHARLES | Of course. Do you mind if I clear the post first? |
| CARTWRIGHT | (DISTORT) I'd rather you made it right away. |
| CHARLES | Oh. Oh, very well. (BEGIN FADE) I'll come straight up. (CUT IN SOUND OF FOOTSTEPS, CHARLES'S INTERIOR AS HE SPEAKS FOOTSTEPS STAIRS VOICE OVER 2 SWINGING DOORS, ORCHESTRATE HIS WORDS) Wonder what the old man wants? Not like him to cut a chap off short like that. Expect he's as worried about blasted consultants as the rest of us. Come to think of it, he's been a bit subdued lately. I expected to get a bending over the export figures last month. Thought held really blow up when he saw them. But no, all quiet on the export front. Rum, though. Never known the old man carry on like this. Must be all these whizz-kids. Getting him down, too. Ah well, here we are. (ALOUD) Morning, Miss Hansom. No, no. No need to buzz him. He's expecting me. I'll go right in, (TAP ON DOOR) |
| CARTWRIGHT | (WITHIN) Come in! |
| (DOOR OPENS) | |
| CARTWRIGHT | Ah, Ransome! Sit down! (DOOR CLOSES) |
| CHARLES | (APPROACHING) Thanks |
| CARTWRIGHT | This isn't going to be easy, I'm afraid. Not a job I like at all. |
| CHARLES | I'm sorry, I - I'm sure you're aware that things haven't been going too well, Ransome. Bad enough passing the dividend last time, but this half year - well, there's been no improvement to speak of. |
| CHARLES | That's true. But trade is depressed. |
| CARTWRIGHT | We're going to have to do some pretty severe retrenching. |
| CHARLES | Of course, if we must. If there's anything I could do, you know - |
| CARTWRIGHT | It means cutting down on staff. |
| CHARLES | Yes, I suppose so. Still, if that's the only way' - |
| CARTWRIGHT | I'm sorry, Ransome. I'm talking about you. |
| CHARLES | Me? You're sacking me? |
| CARTWRIGHT | Sacking you? Good Heavens, no, man. |
| CHARLES | Oh, then you want me to - |
| CARTWRIGHT | Not the sack- Good Lord no. We're -not that kind of outfit. No. We're going to have to make your post redundant, though. |
| CHARLES | Oh. Oh, I see. You're moving me. |
| CARTWRIGHT | (COUGHS)No, no. We're going to have to let you go. |
| CHARLES | Go? |
| CARTWRIGHT | You're entitled to three months notice, of course, but we shall be happy to waive it if that's what you wish. You'll get maximum redundancy, and over and above that - well. I don't think you'll find us ungenerous. And naturally we'll do all we can in the way of assistance in finding another post. |
| CHARLES | But the consultants - |
| CARTWRIGHT | Things are very tight, Ransome. The board wasn't prepared to wait for the consultants' report before they took steps. |
| CHARLES | I'm sorry, I - |
| CARTWRIGHT | You're able. -,nd experienced. Still young enough to make a change. I wish we could offer you a future here, but you know as well as anyone what the situation is. (FORCED LAUGH) No need to draw a diagram, eh? |
| CHARLES | No, no, |
| CARTWRIGHT | That's all just now, Ransome. But keep in touch, eh? We're anxious to do all we can to help, you know. |
| CHARLES | (BEGIN FADE) Yes, yes, of course. |
| (FADE OUT. CUT IN MARGARETS VOICE) | |
| What did you think of him, anyway? | |
| CHARLES | Eh? What's that you say? Think of who? |
| MARGARET | Oh, Charles. Michael, of course. |
| (CUT, FADE IN JENNIFER'S VOICE) | |
| JENNIFER | So you see, lover, it wasn't so bad, was it? |
| MICHAEL | What? |
| JENNIFER | Meeting Mummy and Daddy. |
| MICHAEL | Oh, that. |
| JENNIFER | I was sure you and Daddy would get on. |
| MICHAEL | You reckon? |
| JENNIFER | What do you mean? |
| MICHAEL | Father doesn't dig the hairy Michael. |
| JENNIFER | You're ever so much alike. |
| MICHAEL | You're putting me on. |
| JENNIFER | I don't get you. |
| MICHAEL | Yeah, that's the message I got. You don't get me, I don't get you. (CUT. FADE IN MARGARET'S VOICE) |
| MARGARET | You don't sound very enthusiastic. |
| CHARLES | If you ask me, he's a bit on the Bolshie side. No standards any more. Like a lot of young men in business today. No time for tradition. Everything has to be turned upside down, |
| MARGARET | And you learnt all that in fifteen minutes? |
| CHARLES | You'd think nobody else had ever run a business. |
| MARGARET | So that's it. |
| CHARLES | That's what? |
| MARGARET | It is the firm. |
| CHARLES | I - I never said so. I was simply saying there's no - stability any more. |
| MARGARET | No, there isn't. |
| CHARLES | Kids fresh out of university and so-called business schools. Still wet behind the ears. |
| MARGARET | Like Michael. |
| (CUT. FADE IN MICHAEL'S VOICE) | |
| MICHAEL | We don't talk the same language, that's for sure, |
| JENNIFER | Oh, Mike, really! |
| MICHAEL | It's right. He tried not to look at me. He was wishing I had a short back and sides and talked about growth potential and profits to earnings - ratio, |
| JENNIFER | Be fair, lover. |
| MICHAEL | What's unfair about that? |
| JENNIFER | That's his world. He's done well in it. too. So has the firm. |
| MICHAEL | That's not the way I hear it. |
| JENNIFER | What! |
| MICHAEL | Look, girl. we study local industry. It's all part of the course. The way we see it they're likely to be taken over. |
| JENNIFER | Is that all? |
| MICHAEL | Not because they're making profits. though. |
| JENNIFER | I don't get it. |
| MICHAEL | They're dinosaurs. |
| JENNIFER | Dinosaurs? |
| MICHAEL | They're like a lot more nowadays. So obsessed with getting bigger and bigger it never strikes them to ask whether it's the right thing to do, They'll wind up not being able to support their own weight, One little fall will kill them! Just like dinosaurs. |
| JENNIFER | You must be joking, |
| MICHAEL | You reckon. I'd say - sitting where he is - your Dad's vulnerable. Like everybody else that works there, Mind you., It might be the best thing if they stopped him now. I'm told there have been redundancies already_. |
| JENNIFER | Mike! dinosaurs weren't lovable. But |
| MICHAEL | I didn't say you wouldn't want to be under one when its legs packed up, would you? |
| JENNIFER | (LAUGHS) |
| (FADE OUT ON JENNIFER'S LAUGH. CUT IN MARGARET I S VOICE I | |
| MARGARET | So you don't approve? |
| CHARLES | Approve? Oh, him. I didn't say that,- |
| MARGARET | You mean you've not made your mind up. |
| CHARLES | I mean I've more to do with my mind just now. |
| (SOUND OF CHARLES GETTING INTO BED) You going to read? | |
| MARGARET | He's not all what I expected. |
| CHARLES | Because I'm about all in. |
| MARGARET | It's odd. In a way. he reminds me of you. When you were his age. I mean, |
| CHARLES | What's that? Me? Good God in Heaven. I never looked like that! |
| MARGARET | I didn't mean looks. |
| CHARLES | (BEGIN FADE) Good God above! |
| (FADE OUT. CUT IN JENNIFER'S VOICE) | |
| JENNIFER | All I can say is, if you don't dig Daddy there's not much hope for Mummy. |
| MICHAEL | Oh, I don't know. |
| JENNIFER | What! |
| MICHAEL | I kinda dig your Mum. |
| JENNIFER | You hardly spoke to her. |
| MICHAEL | You don't have to speak, |
| (CUT. FADE IN MARGARET'S VOICE) | |
| MARGARET | He came out to the kitchen, When I took. the cups out.Wanted to know if there was anything he could do, |
| CHARLES | Good Lord! A bit embarrassing. |
| MARGARET | No. no. it wasn't like that at all. He wasn't - awkward., or it might have been. Just - easy, Friendly. Not familiar, though. (CHARLES GRUNTS) Jennifer tells me he does his own cooking and mending. And his own laundry. |
| CHARLES | Good grief! Long hair, flowered shirts - and now cookery. Mi,RGARET He seemed to think it was quite normal that he should wash up, |
| CHARLES | Oh, that's an old ploy! Get round Mamma and the old man's a push-over. |
| MARGARET | (QUIETLY)Is that what you did? |
| CHARLES | I didn't say that. |
| MARGARET | No. (PAUSE) I don't think I will read. after all, |
| CHARLES | What's that? Oh, all right. (PAUSE) It probably won't come to anything, anyway. |
| (PAUSE) At her age. (BEGIN FADE) She's only eighteen. | |
| (FADE OUT. CUT IN JENNIFER'S VOICE) | |
| JENNIFER | Mike! |
| MICHAEL | (SLEEPILY) Yeah? |
| JENNIFER | How long will it be? |
| MICHAEL | How long will what be? |
| JENNIFER | Till you can make an honest- woman of me. |
| MICHAEL | Hey! I don't dig that kinda talk, |
| JENNIFER | (LAUGHS) Sorry! |
| MICHAEL | You look like your Mum. |
| JENNIFER | Me? |
| MICHAEL | I don't mean looks. No. beautiful. But you've got better lines. |
| JENNIFER | Lines? |
| MICHAEL | In your face. Marriage lines. |
| JENNIFER | Thanks to you. sir. |
| MICHAEL | Hers are the wrong sort, |
| JENNIFER | You're an authority, of course, |
| MICHAEL | It's a shame, though, |
| JENNIFER | But you have the cure for it? |
| MICHAEL | Not for her, Just the prevention for you. |
| JENNIFER | Three cheers for prevention. then. |
| MICHAEL | I wish you'd be serious. |
| JENNIFER | I wish you wouldn't be pompous. |
| MICHAEL | Right. How's this, then? (NOT TOO STEADILY) Let's get married. |
| JENNIFER | Now? |
| MICHAEL | The other way. For keeps. |
| JENNIFER | Ha! Ha! |
| MICHAEL | That's funny? You think that's funny? |
| JENNIFER | Funny? (PAUSE, THEN MORE QUIETLY) No. No, of course not. |
| MICHAEL | Don't laugh, then. |
| JENNIFER | Mike, don't be - (WHISPERS) You mean it. |
| MICHAEL | Yes, |
| JENNIFER | Oh. |
| MICHAEL | Don't tell me you hadn't thought about it. |
| JENNIFER | No. (PAUSE) No, that's not true. I have. A lot. |
| MICHAEL | Well, then? |
| JENNIFER | Yes, well, we'll have to tell them. won't we? |
| MICHAEL | Yeah. And then stand clear, Jennifer, stand clear! |
| MICHAEL | Yeah. If you ask me, that's when the dinosaur's legs'll finally pack up, |
| (THEY BOTH LAUGH, PARTLY FROM RELIEF. FADE OUT ON THEIR LAUGHTER. CUT IN VOICE OF JENNIFER) | |
| JENNIFER | Daddy! |
| CHARLES | Yes? You're up early this morning. |
| JENNIFER | I wanted to speak to you before you went, |
| CHARLES | Oh? |
| JENNIFER | Yes. Will you be in this evening? |
| CHARLES | I suppose so. Why? |
| JENNIFER | I was going to ask Mike to come round. |
| CHARLES | Oh. Well, is my presence necessary for that? |
| JENNIFER | Daddy, you don't like him, do you? |
| CHARLES | I don't really think I've given it that much thought. Jenny, Why? |
| JENNIFER | I just had the idea, that's all. |
| CHARLES | He's intelligent, I suppose. And heIs not without manners. It's not altogether common these days. |
| JENNIFER | Don't say any more. Daddy, |
| CHARLES | I do have other things to think about. you know, Important things. |
| JENNIFER | More important things, |
| CHARLES | Does all this really matter. Jenny? You're eighteen. You'll meet lots of boys. |
| JENNIFER | Oh. Oh, I see. Well. will you be in this evening? |
| CHARLES | I imagine so. |
| JENNIFER | That's all I wanted to know. (BEGIN FADE) I'd better let Mummy know, too. |
| (FADE OUT. CUT IN MARGARET'S VOICE) | |
| MARGARET | Of course. dear. Bring him by all means. I have a meeting, but you can look after him. I'm sure. |
| JENNIFER | Oh. |
| MARGARET | Is there something wrong? |
| JENNIFER | I - we rather hoped you'd be in, |
| MARGARET | Well. of course. if it's that important. blow the meeting, (PAUSE, THEN WITH ALARM) There's nothing - wrong. is there? |
| JENNIFER | (LAUGHS) Good Lord, Mummy, no. It's not that. |
| MARGARET | Oh. |
| JENNIFER | Mummy, did you like him? |
| MARGARET | I didn't see much of him, you know. |
| JENNIFER | What's with everybody this morning? I ask Daddy a simple question and he fences. Now You! |
| MARGARET | It rather depends. you know. |
| JENNIFER | Depends? |
| MARGARET | On how things stand between you and Michael. |
| JENNIFER | Things? |
| MARGARET | Are you - serious, I mean? |
| JENNIFER | Oh, Mummy! Just because I ask you a simple question! |
| MARGARET | Who's fencing now. darling? (PAUSE) It wasn't a simple question. was it? |
| JENNIFER | (QUIETLY) No. No., it wasn't. |
| MARGARET | I'm glad. (PAUSE) I liked him very much* |
| JENNIFER | Mummy darling! Did you? Did you really? |
| MARGARET | Yes. I did, |
| JENNIFER | Hair and all? |
| MARGARET | Hair and all, |
| JENNIFER | But you hardly spoke to him., |
| MARGARET | You don't have to speak necessarily. |
| JENNIFER | Why, that's just what Mike Mummy, you are a dark horse, |
| MARGARET | What time is he coming, dear? |
| JENNIFER | About eight, he said. (BEGIN FADE) Will that be all right? (FADE OUT. CUT IN MICHAEL'S VOICE) |
| MICHAEL | Jenny! |
| JENNIFER | Hey! You never call me that. (PAUSE) Oh. What is it? |
| MICHAEL | Are you sure this is a good idea? |
| JENNIFER | Don't tell me you're getting cold feet, lover. |
| MICHAEL | I mean just now. |
| JENNIFER | Oh. Oh, I see, You think we should wait. |
| MICHAEL | I'm not sure what to think. |
| JENNIFER | Mike. what's wrong? What is it? |
| MICHAEL | It might be nothing at all. |
| JENNIFER | Go on. |
| MICHAEL | I don't know absolutely for certain. |
| JENNIFER | Will you please tell me? |
| MICHAEL | One of our post-grads is doing research part-time at your Dad's place. |
| JENNIFER | Yea? |
| MICHAEL | There's a lot of redundancy. it was announced toddy, |
| JENNIFER | Well. I knew they were having to lay men off. |
| MICHAEL | This is new. It's got to board-room level almost, |
| JENNIFER | Oh. |
| MICHAEL | We don't know for sure that your Dad's affected, |
| JENNIFER | I think he probably is. |
| MICHAEL | Why? |
| JENNIFER | Never mind. I ought to have known, |
| MICHAEL | So what do we do? |
| JENNIFER | You won't be marrying a fortune, lover. |
| MICHAEL | I never was. Just getting a prize. |
| JENNIFER | (QUIETLY) I'll remember that, |
| MICHAEL | Well? |
| JENNIFER | I say we go ahead. |
| MICHAEL | You're sure about that? |
| JENNIFER | I'm sure. |
| MICHAEL | You know them. |
| JENNIFER | I don't know why they keep things from me. |
| MICHAEL | No. |
| JENNIFER | Anyway, now it's happened they won't object because I want a quiet wedding, |
| MICHAEL | You reckon? They'll object, anyway. |
| JENNIFER | What say we do it and then tell them? |
| MICHAEL | I don't dig that. |
| JENNIFER | I didn't think you would. But we don't have to ask them you know. |
| MICHAEL | I know that, We have to tell them though. |
| JENNIFER | Yes, you're right, of course. |
| MICHAEL | Only I don't think your Dad's going to see it our way. (BEGIN FADE) Right. Let's go then. |
| (FADE OUT. CUT IN CHARLES'S VOICE) what | |
| CHARLES | You've no job. Michael. And from what you've already said. no certain prospects of one. |
| MICHAEL | Nobody has these days, Mr. Ransome. |
| CHARLES | I'm well aware of that. |
| MICHAEL | You want us to wait until there's plenty of job-security about? |
| CHARLES | I think it would be wise, |
| MICHAEL | We think it would be unreasonable. |
| CHARLES | Oh? |
| MICHAEL | Yes. We've talked it over, of course. If we wait until we're one hundred per cent secure we'll wait a long time. |
| CHARLES | I don't see any alternative. |
| MICHAEL | We do, |
| CHARLES | Really? |
| MICHAEL | Mr. Ransome, Jenny wants to marry me. At least, she says she does. |
| JENNIFER | You know I do. |
| MICHAEL | And I want to marry Jenny. |
| CHARLES | But that's surely not the point. |
| MICHAEL | That's the entire point. And we don't have to ask. but we're doing it. |
| CHARLES | I beg your pardon? |
| MICHAEL | We don't have to ask. Jenny's eighteen. |
| CHARLES | She's still dependent on me. (DOOR OPENS) |
| MARGARET | Oh. there you are! |
| CHARLES | Meg, would you excuse us a moment? I rather want to talk to Jenny and Michael alone. |
| MICHAEL | Mr. Ransome, I don't dig that. |
| CHARLES | I beg your pardon? |
| MICHAEL | I'd like Mrs. Ransome to be here. No doubt. (DOOR CLOSES) |
| MICHAEL | She's involved. I think she should know now - that Jenny and I are going to be married. |
| CHARLES | If I agree, |
| MICHAEL | Whether you agree or not. (PAUSE) Weld like you to agree. |
| CHARLES | Jenny has what I give her. |
| JENNIFER | I've got a job, remember? |
| MICHAEL | We don't want what you give her. We knew you wouldn't like it, |
| CHARLES | Oh. you did? |
| MICHAEL | But we reckoned you were entitled to this. I, proper approach. |
| CHARLES | I know what I'm entitled to. |
| MARGARET | Charles! |
| CHARLES | Meg, please! |
| MICHAEL | I'd like to hear what Mrs. Ransome has to say about it. |
| CHARLES | Jenny's mother will agree with me. of course, |
| MICHAEL | Well. Mrs. Ransome? |
| CHARLES | How dare you? |
| MICHAEL | I don't think you've got the situation. Mr. Ransome. I came here tonight to ask you to agree to Jenny and me getting married. But I'll say it again - we don't have to ask. If we'd wanted to go ahead without your agreement we could have done it already, |
| CHARLES | Using what for money? |
| MICHAEL | Yes. there is that. (PAUSE) Jenny's got a job. I've got my grant. We'll manage till I've got my degree. |
| MARGARET | Michael, can you really manage on that? |
| MICHAEL | Lots of students manage on less. They have to.. The State doesn't like students to get married, I guess. - They pay them more for living in sin, as they call it, (PAUSE, THEN MORE QUIETLY) I know you'll worry about it. but you needn't. Money's not so important these days. |
| CHARLES | That's easily said, |
| MICHAEL | Lots of people are learning it. Some because they have to. Some because they want to. We don't want the same things. perhaps. Cars. Swimming pools. That kind of thing, |
| CHARLES | That's just trendy talk. |
| MARGARET | Charles. please! |
| MICHAEL | I'm not getting at your values. Mr. Ransome. You've been raised on them. |
| CHARLES | They've served me well. And Jenny and her mother, |
| MICHAEL | That's a matter of opinion, |
| CHARLES | They've paid the bills, anyway,,, How will you do that? Are you telling us you'd let your wife do that? Live on a pittance she earned? |
| MICHAEL | That's not my choice, It's Jenny's. |
| CHARLES | Well, I'll make the choice for her. |
| MARGARET | Charles! |
| CHARLES | Stay out of this. Meg, please! |
| MARGARET | No. (PAUSE) Michael. would you take Jenny into the dining room? Just for a few minutes. |
| MICHAEL | If you say so, |
| (GOING) Come on. Jenny! | |
| (DOOR OPENS ,,ND CLOSES AGAIN) | |
| CHARLES | What in God's name has got into you, Meg? |
| MARGARET | No. that's my question. |
| CHARLES | What exactly do you mean by that? |
| MARGARET | I know we might have been closer at times, Charles. I don't think it's been my fault on the whole. But lately you've - excluded me more than usual. |
| CHARLES | What are you talking about? |
| MARGARET | I think you know. Sometimes it's almost as if you didn't belong here. There's something. I know there is. I've tried not to - pry. |
| CHARLES | There's nothing, |
| MARGARET | Why can't you talk about it? |
| CHARLES | There's nothing to talk about, |
| MARGARET | I can't make you - trust me. |
| CHARLES | What nonsense! Of course I trust you! |
| MARGARET | It's just words. Charles. Nothing behind. |
| CHARLES | There's nothing you need worry about. |
| MARGARET | Ah, (PAUSE) I don't think Michael will do this to Jennifer. - |
| CHARLES | Michael will find the world's a lot different from his idea of it. |
| MARGARET | Most of us do. |
| CHARLES | Things aren't that simple. |
| MARGARET | I don't think they want things simple, Just simpler. He won't shut Jenny out. |
| CHARLES | I'm doing no such thing, |
| MARGARET | You are! You are! I'm just a - a kept woman, |
| CHARLES | Meg! |
| MARGARET | What else? A hostess, perhaps! To run your house and provide entertainment for your friends! Jenny will be spared that. They'll not be able to afford it. |
| CHARLES | Afford it? That's rich. that is. |
| MARGARET | What is it, Charles? |
| CHARLES | I don't want to talk about it. |
| MARGARET | At last, |
| CHARLES | There's nothing. Nothing at all. |
| MARGARET | Nothing, Only silences, And estrangement, And sleeping pills and bad dreams and turning in your bed at night. (ALMOST WEEPING) And no - no love from you in, oh, do you know how long? |
| CHARLES | Meg! For God's sake! |
| MARGARET | If that's nothing, then there's nothing. |
| CHARLES | A man shoulders his responsibilities. A marriage has a broader back. |
| (TAP ON DOOR. DOOR OPENS) | |
| JENNIFER | May we come in? We want to talk to you. |
| MARGARET | Very well. dear. |
| MICHAEL | Mr. Ransome! |
| JENNIFER | No, Mike, let me. |
| MICHAEL | All right, doll! I didn't know what to say. anyway. |
| JENNIFER | Daddy! When Mike came tonight he told me something, He didn't want-to go ahead and talk to you because of What he'd heard. I mean. knowing - what he knew. I made him, |
| CHARLES | Jenny, please! |
| MARGARET | No, no, Jenny! Go on. Go on, please! |
| MICHAEL | No! Don't! |
| JENNIFER | Mike! What is all this? |
| MICHAEL | Mr. Ransome, we know what Jenny's talking about, don't we? |
| CHARLES | Perhaps! |
| MICHAEL | I don't think Mrs. Ransome does! |
| MARGARET | No! |
| MICHAEL | That settles it, |
| CHARLES | What's that supposed to mean? |
| MICHAEL | Jenny and I are going to get married. As soon as we can. |
| MARGARET | Mike. are you quite sure? |
| MICHAEL | Sure? I've never been so sure. I don't mean just the way I feel about Jenny, I mean about this whole marriage kick. |
| JENNIFER | What do you mean. Mike? |
| MICHAEL | I - well, listen girl. I don't guarantee not to get in a mess-after we're married, about money, and jobs. things like that, If you ask me. we've got the sort of set-up where you can't insure against it, |
| JENNIFER | What are you getting at. Mike? |
| MICHAEL | I'm just saying that all I'll guarantee is to tell you. And you'll do the same, or I'll see why, |
| JENNIFER | Of course. |
| MICHAEL | That's all. then, We've done all we've got to do here, Come on! |
| JENNIFER | Righto, lover! |
| (DOOR OPENS) | |
| MARGARET | Mike! |
| MICHAEL | Yes. Mrs. Ransome? |
| MARGARET | Oh. Mike, we really must do something about that name! |
| MICHAEL | Yeah, sure, What was it? |
| MARGARET | Just - thank you! And every possible happiness to you both! |
| MICHAEL | Thanks! Thanks a lot! |
| JENNIFER | Oh, Mummy! |
| (SHE RUNS ACROSS TO MARGARET, THERE IS THE SOUND OF A KISS) | |
| JENNIFER | You too, Daddy!(ANOTHER KISS) Cheer up! We won't be too proud to borrow. If you can spare it. See you! Come on, Mike! (DOOR CLOSES) |
| MARGARET | Now, Charles Ransome |
| CHARLES | Yes? |
| MARGARET | Come along now! Let's have it! |
| CHARLES | It's nothing |
| MARGARET | We won't start that again. |
| CHARLES | Really, it's |
| MARGARET | Charles! |
| CHARLES | All right! All right! You'll have to know some time, I suppose, |