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BRIDGET: Oh, well, here we go.
Trying hard to fight off a vision...
of Mum and Auntie Una in fishnet tights.
Seems unnatural, wrong even, for60-year-olds to dress up...
as prostitutes and priests on a Sunday afternoon.
[People chattering]
[Laughter]
JULIELONDONSINGING: Fly me to the moon
BRIDGET: Oh, holy Jesus.
Bridget.
Where are all the other tarts and vicars?
UNA: Oh, dear. Didn't Geoffrey call you?
Didn't you telephone Colin and Bridget?
How's my little Bridget?
GEOFFREY: Bop, bop.
Oh.
Geoffrey.
So, whereÂ’s this chap of yours, then, eh?
Ah, yes, well, he had to work, so...
Ha! A likely tale.
Off they run. Whee!
[Laughs weakly]
JULIELONDONSINGING: You are all long for
Bizarre what some men find attractive.
Oh, God.
MUM: Darling! Geoffrey!
What on earth are you wearing?
You look like a common ***.
Yes, well, that was, actually, the point.
Say hi to Julian.
Hello, Julian.
My dear...
you and your mother could be sisters.
JULIAN: And what a lovely bracelet.
It's what I call an all-arounder--
the sort of thing one can wear with anything to any occasion.
Oh.
Have you spoken to my dad?
Yes. He's behaving most bizarrely.
I think he was actually trying to flirt...
with Penny Husbands-Bosworth, poor thing.
She was very frightened.
She's only just had her ovaries done.
I don't know what you ever saw in him.
Shh. Bad man. [Both laugh]