أول 200 سطر.
Oy! What’s happened here.
- Sand! - Sabotage!
- Wreckers! - Deliberate!
- What's at the back of it? - Who did it?
I know how the law stands. You broke a contract, therefore you broke the law.
But it’s everywhere. Look at the street.
I pay my money to look at the pictures.
Just a song at twilight ...
When the lights are low.
- If I want to sit in the dark, I can do it at home. - Yes. – Yes. - Yes.
I think it’s a blinking shame robbing the poor people like that.
We got to have our money back.
It’s an act of providence, like an earthquake or a thunderbolt.
- Or a baby. - Would you kindly not interfere?
- We got to have our money back. - So sorry I’m late, Mrs Verloc.
But I had a heck of a time trying to eat my egg on toast in the dark.
Half of it’s in my ear now.
They want their money back. We can’t afford it.
I do wish Mr Verloc would come.
Rotten lady, I can’t even see the movie!
- They’re getting nasty. - Nasty? Leave them to me.
Hey you, what’s all this about?
Lend me a flashlight please. Thank you.
Is it our fault if the light fails?
Supposing you were a policeman, got hit over the nut ...
... do you think the government would ask for their money back?
I paid for my seat ...
Yes, and what about the one you put your feet on?
- Karl, when did you get home? - I haven't been out.
You weren’t in 20 minutes ago. I came and called up the stairs.
I was asleep. Why are you shining that torch on me.
Can’t you switch on the light or something?
We can’t. It’s failed.
What? The fuse gone down?
No, it's everywhere, in the streets and the tram. And the audience downstairs wants their money back.
They’re making a terrible row about it.
Well, give it back.
We ... we can’t possibly afford it.
Oh yes we can.
You must be crazy. It’ll clear us right out.
You’re always saying we don’t cover expenses.
That’s alright. It doesn’t pay to antagonise the public.
I’ve got some money coming in. Go on.
Well, it’s for you to say.
If we’re going to be generous, let's do it properly.
Come on downstairs and make a speech about it.
No no, they’re used to you. You do it.
Alright. I still think you're crazy.
It’s an act of God, I tell you.
And what do you call an act of God?
I call your face one, and you won’t get your money back on that.
Now if a plane were to come along and drop a bomb on you.
That would be an ‘unfriendly act’ within the meaning of the act.
But if the juice dries up of its own accord ...
... that’s an act of providence.
As laid down in the Act of William the Fourth, where an act is ...
... defined as any activity actuated by actual actions.
No wonder the blinking lights went out.
It's a moot point.
- I’ll moot point ‘em. Make ‘em pay! - That’s right ma’am!
- Yes. - We want our money back!
And how are you going to get it? Apply sanctions?
Are you familiar with the details of the covenant?
If you’d studied Article 257, paragraph 24, line 6, section B, it says definitely "No".
Yes, you didn’t know that did you? You’re all ignorant.
Now if you take my advice you go off home, because there’s nothing doing here.
- Now go on. Get off. - What do you think you’re doing.
- Just lending a hand. - I thought I told you not to interfere.
I’ve been delivering a little counter-attack. Look, they’re on the run.
Well, they can come right back.
Listen, ladies and gentlemen, you're going to get your money back.
- Don’t give in now. I’ll stand by you. - Oh before you go stand by your apple stall.
Ladies and gentlemen, I’ve been speaking with Mr. Verloc.
And since you are all regular patrons and good friends ...
- ... he’s going to let you have your money back. - There’ll be no money back, I tell you.
- Go on. Get off. - Please, don’t pay any attention to him.
Actually, you’re crazy. I had it all fixed.
Will you mind your own business.
Of all the obstinate people ...
If you don’t go away, I’ll call the police.
Renee, start refunding the patrons their money ...
Oh hey, none of that, you haven’t been here before. Hop it.
Thank you for your trouble. I’m sure you meant well.
Not at all. I like trouble.
- How many? - Two seats, please.
- How many? - Two shillings, please.
Two shillings? Right.
- Wait your change please. How many? - One, please.
- How many? Oh. - No, thanks.
The vegetables is all ready for dishing up. Please tell Mrs Verloc, Miss.
Oh there you are ma’am. I’ve got to hurry home now, because ...
... me husband’s having trouble with his kidneys again ...
... and I can’t leave him for long.
Your young brother’s looking after them.
- What, the kidneys? - No, the vegetables.
Oh Stevie! Have you done all this by yourself?
Oh come on, don't be so modest.
Well, we didn’t have to pay them back their money, after all.
Always that woman Mrs. Jones manages to make the cabbage brown.
I’m always telling her you like them green.
I’ll make you a salad.
Stevie run next door and get a nice big head of lettuce.
Long or round? I like long best.
Whichever’s freshest. Tell them to charge it.
We very nearly wouldn’t have been able to afford that ...
... if we’d paid them back.
You didn’t seem very interested when I told you.
I mean, why were you so keen to pay them back at all?
No, it’s not that, only anything for quiet.
I don’t like attention being drawn to us like that.
Good evening, Mrs Verloc forgive me for butting into your private affairs ...
... but this bright specimen didn’t appear to know whether he wanted ...
... long, round, square or oblong lettuce. So I brought a selection.
I distinctly said long ones, you know I did!
- Did you? I thought you said long ones. - I said long ones!
Oh, good evening, Mr. Verloc. So you came home just in time to see the trouble, eh?
- Me? I’ve been in all the afternoon. - But I could have sworn ...
- I saw you come in just about ... - Well you were wrong.
I didn’t know anything about it until you woke me, did I?
No. He was lying down upstairs. I had to call him.
Sorry. My mistake, I suppose.
Well here we are ...
I thought someone was committing a murder.
Someone probably is ... on the screen there.
Stevie hop on a chair and fix that fan light.
Look out George Arliss doesn’t bite you, Steve. Well, goodnight all.
Do you mind if I pop off early tonight, guv?
- OK, Ted - Thank you.
Good night boys.
That fellow seems to get off whenever he likes.
Alright, we’ll put someone onto that.
So Sergeant, you saw what happened tonight?
- Yes sir. - Anything your end.
I’m not certain, but I could have sworn I saw Verloc ...
... come back in the middle of it all.
Later, when I challenged him, he said he’d never been out at all.
- His wife confirmed it. - Naturally.
She would, if she’s in it.
You better find some way of talking to her. Now listen Spencer, the Home Office have ...
... been on and they’re scared something worse than tonight’s job may happen.
What the idea, sir? What’s the point of all this wrecking?
Making trouble at home to take our minds off what’s going on abroad.
Same as in a crowd, one man treads on your toe ...
... and while you’re arguing with him, his pal picks your pocket.
Who’s behind it?
Ah, they’re the people, you and I will never catch.
It’s the men they employ that we’re after.
- Don’t you know that’s very dangerous? - What?
Leaving the stuff like that lying about.
Supposing you or me was to break our leg on that.
You’d be very pleased with yourself, I suppose.
That would depend whether it was your leg or mine.
Can’t tempt you, I suppose? Oranges ...
... very nice today. Good for the feet.
Hello guv. Going to the pictures?
As a matter of fact, I’m off to a trade show.
Well, pick us a good one then ... you know plenty of murders.
Hmpf. This love stuff makes me sick.
Hmm? The women like it though.
He’s just going!
Well then, tell him not to come back too late, because we’re going out.
I’m to tell you not to come too late. because we’re going out.
I’ll be back as soon as I can.
Penny pineapples. Pineapples a penny.
Penny pineapples. Pineapples a penny.
Penny pineapples. Pineapples a penny.
What’s them bubbles, Dad? The fish got hiccups?
You’d have hiccups, if you had to live on ant’s eggs.
- They’re funny looking things. - Yes, they’re funny looking things.
It’ll take three like that to make soup for ...
... the Lord Mayor’s banquet next Saturday.
Think of that. They say it’s digestable.
There’s a thing with a moustache.
I hope you’re satisfied with last night’s show.
It wasn’t as easy as it looked.
- I had to spend money, too. - No doubt.
A neat job though. The sort of thing to make people sit up.
I think you’ll agree I’ve earned my money.
I hope you didn’t mind my asking for it in pound notes.
You made London laugh.
When one sets out to put the fear of death into people, it is not helpful to make them laugh.
We are not comedians.
- It’s not my fault if they’re such fools. - Londoners are not fools.
They laughed because they realised what happened last night was laughable.
They had a right to laugh ... this time.
- What do you mean? - Mr Verloc, you will be paid ...
... your money when you’ve earned it.
I don’t follow.
My dear Verloc, I once read a sign in Piccadilly Circus ...
... calling it "the centre of the world."
I think you better pay a visit there in a couple of days time
... leave a small parcel in the cloakroom of the underground station.
What sort of a parcel?
Oh, I don’t know ...
Let’s say a parcel of fireworks.
I couldn’t.
I’m not going to be connected with anything that means loss of life.
You’ll have to get somebody else. I won’t touch it.
Very well then, Mr Verloc, if you think you're so well off ...
You know I’m not. You know my position.
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