I Start Counting (1969) - full transcript

Ready.

Steady.

Go.

♪ This year, next
year, sometime never

♪ Paper dreams tied up

♪ With bits of string

♪ Darkness comes

♪ Flowers grow

♪ No one knows

♪ I start counting

♪ I start counting



♪ Sitting by myself
in a secret

♪ Chasing thoughts
through rainbows

♪ In my mind

♪ Changing time

♪ Tomorrow's dream

♪ In between

♪ I start counting

♪ I start counting

♪ Counting

♪ I start counting

And once again on the

electric wireless
friends it's time to say

a very good morning
to everybody.

Good morning, good morning,
good morning how you doing?



Eat.

- Feeling
bright and jolly

and happy and ready
to face the new day?

That's good.

Tell you what, in case
you don't know, my name

is Stu Henry and at the
moment the time is 8:17.

Here we are again.

- You're always
taking it out on that door.

I've told you time
and time again.

Here, eat your food.

There's a good boy.

Can I get water?

- This
place is a palace

compared to where
we used to live.

Oh yeah?

Can you name me a palace where

the doorknobs keep falling off?

What about an early night
then one of these days, eh?

Grandpa, shh.

It's one of his headaches.

Yeah.

If all he wants is a clear head,

a good dose of
sods should do it.

- If he'd broke
his leg you'd say

it needed a dose of sods.

- Your friend
Stuart returns triumphant

because Stuart has
found the cards.

Birds and greetings
I promised you,

birds and greetings
you're gonna get.

You must excuse me this morning

if I'm a trifle disorganized

because I've just come back

from a wee project in Scotland

with no running
water, no electricity,

and I'm having a wee
bit of difficulty

getting it all together and
adjusting to civilization.

Don't you worry.

Quickly say hello to
Caroline and Anne.

Hello darlings.

Caroline and Anne
who are leaving

in five minutes' time to go

to Saint John ll
School in Manchester.

Today they're both
celebrating birthdays.

Darlings, I hope you
have a beautiful day.

- I thought we'd
have to go to school

on the bus this morning.

Morning, Mr. Kinch.

Hello Corrine.

Wait in the van, will you?

I wanna drop this
in to Mr. Chapman.

- Did Wynne tell you
about the lecture

we're going to have today?

Someone's coming
from the Catholic

Marriage Advisory Council.

A priest.

Oh?

That sounds interesting.

- He's going to
answer questions.

On sex.

Fancy we're not telling you.

Yeah.

Fancy.

- When you're 20
he'll be nearly 40.

Lovely age.

I can't wait for
him to get there.

- So that sin may be
regarded as anything

that stands in the
way of real love.

And love, real love,
grows only from love.

And that the best sex
education we can give

to our children is to love them.

To the end.

Now has anyone any questions?

Yes, Father.

Corinne Eldritch.

Yes, Corinne?

- I've got this friend
you see, Father.

A Catholic?

Oh yes, Father.

And she's got this
terrible problem.

You see, because she's
in love with her brother.

And he's 32 and she's nearly 15,

and she's worried about incest.

About what?

Incest, Father.

Oh yes, incest.

Excuse me, Father.

Wynne Kinch.

Yes, Wynne?

I know this girl too, Father.

And she looked it up in
the dictionary, incest.

It said "sexual commerce
of near kindred."

Which wasn't much help.

So she looked up
commerce and it said

"exchange of merchandise,
especially on a large scale."

And anyway, she never
really said she loves him.

Well not just like that.

And he's not really her brother

because she's adopted
and she's the only

Catholic in the family
because of her real mother.

And anyway, when he's
nearly 40, she'll be 20

which everyone knows
makes a lot of difference.

Yes.

Well now.

If he isn't really her brother,

and she's looked it
up in the dictionary,

as far as an adopted
relationship goes...

Any other questions?

Hmm?

Elizabeth O'Connor.

Yes, Elizabeth?

- What's the Pope
got against the pill?

- I only asked him 'cause
I knew you wouldn't.

I couldn't care less.

You went bright red.

I did not.

Yes you did, I saw you.

Four please.

- And how's my
little colleen today?

Fine, thank you.

- Why does he always
think you're Irish?

- We found her
deep in the woods,

I'd say about 100
yards from the bank.

We don't know how long
she might have been there.

They're gonna fetch her now.

It'll take a couple of minutes.

She looks about 20.

She's fully clothed
with a raincoat.

That's what kept her
near the top of the pond.

Otherwise she could've
been there a day or two.

Dark hair, fair skin,
no sign of a handbag.

I'm waiting for the
doctor to come back

and I'll call on you
with more details.

First of all,

you have to cut the eels
into two inch chunks.

Discard the heads.

This isn't an
awfully pleasant job,

so perhaps you could
get your fishmonger

or your husband
to do it for you.

You must color one of the
onions chopped in butter.

Is that you, Wynne?

Yes, mom.

What are you doing?

- Just
putting my books away.

Won't be a minute.

Here it is.

The old space helmet.

- Had another letter from
your aunt Rene Tindle.

She's poorly again.

She's upset we haven't called.

- I said your aunt Rene
Tindle's poorly again!

What's up with her this time?

It's her waterworks.

She got a chill in at
her friend's funeral.

He's done it again.

They found another
one up on the common.

Oh my god.

Let me have a look.

- Well that's right
on our doorstep.

- You don't call two miles
right on our doorstep.

- It would've been
on our doorstep

if we'd still been
living up there.

Good thing we moved.

Wynne!

Wynne!

You're not to go to
our old house again.

Oh mom.

Not under any circumstances.

They oughta string him up.

They gotta find him first.

Bloody madman.

- Wynne, you're not to go out
on your own again at night.

But mom.

- You heard what your
mother said, Wynne.

Yes, George.

Yes, daddy.

- I promised to put some
shelves up for Mrs. Bennett.

- Her house must be
full of shelves by now.

Every Friday and
always Mrs. Bennett.

He only has his spare time.

I don't think
you'll find it's all

spent with with dear old Mrs. B.

She's nearly 80.

Even sexy George
couldn't light her fire.

- Your father would
turn in his grave.

Don't look so scared.

I'm not.

Only pulling your leg.

Well what can I do for you?

Nothing really.

Oh, I see.

- You never wear that
sweater I made you.

- What makes you suddenly
come out with that?

- I know you never
really liked it.

I thought you might've got
rid of it or something.

Daft.

Matter of fact, I
don't know where it is.

I went to put it on the other
day, but it wasn't there.

- You would tell me if you
didn't like it, wouldn't you?

You're a funny little biscuit.

- Cheering and
clapping in the audience

for all the people that
couldn't get into the marquee

and had to stand at
the end of the field

about a mile away and
listen to the sounds there.

I shall play you, with my
thanks for a fantastic evening,

this little sound
coming up for you.

Thank you very much.

I'm gonna come back
to Grantham, look out.

♪ Going to school
every day of the week

♪ Working to pass
the a's and o's

♪ Examination's
maybe a necessity

♪ But does it teach them
what they want to know

♪ They want love

♪ They want to
learn about it now

♪ They want love

♪ They want to learn what
they don't teach in school

♪ Mothers tell their daughters

♪ don't you stay out at nights

Hey Janie.

♪ But if it happens in
the broad daylight

♪ They don't know why I'm
looking, they don't see

♪ They want love

♪ They want to
learn about it now

♪ They want love

♪ They want to learn what
they don't teach in school

♪ I say they want love

♪ They want to
learn about it now

♪ They want love

Two cappuccinos, pro favor.

Two cappuccinos.

Lovely.

Has he asked you out yet?

Might have.

But he's got a squint.

So what?

- And his hands,
they're all hairy.

I like hairy hands.

It's very masculine.

♪ Going to school
every day of the week

He must be 14.

You can talk.

You fancy George.

George is 32.

Same difference.

32's my favorite age for me.

Anyway, I'm older than you.

Six months.

- There's other ways than
age at the end of the day.

♪ They want love

Hey where you going?

♪ They want a
little loving now

♪ They want love

♪ They wanna learn what
they don't teach in school

♪ Mothers tell their daughters

♪ don't you stay out at nights

♪ Chasing thoughts through
rainbows in my mind

Come on.

In you get then.

It's me, Mrs. Bennett.

Wynne Kinch.

So it is.

Little Wynne.

Come in.

- I just thought
I'd pay you a visit.

- Good job you didn't
come next month.

This whole street won't be here.

Not that you'll
catch me complaining.

It's people that give me a pain.

People like Len for instance.

Brought him into the world.

Do I ever see him?

You see George.

George?

Your George?

The shelves he's making you.

Book shelves, I think he said.

Every Friday?

Oh, you mean the shelves.

Yes, the shelves.

You mean them.

Is that all?

- Be a waste of
time wouldn't it?

Putting up more.

With the whole house condemned
to wanton destruction.

George.

He's no better than
the rest of them.

I haven't seen
him for 12 months.

- All
I'm asking is why.

- And I'm telling you
to mind your own business.

- If your mother sees
this what's she's gonna...

She's not gonna see it.

You must be sick.

Me sick?

That's a joke.

- And what's that
supposed to mean?

You take it anyway
you like, big brother.

I'll ask you once again.

What's the special interest?

It fascinates me, get it?

Fascinates me!

You've talked to me, I'm bored.

Do you mind?

- There's no
need to run away, Len.

Bye all!

- Hey, what have
you got under there?

Nothing.

Well your bust has grown then.

Cleaning things.

- Fancy cleaning a house
they're going to knock down?

- I want them to
see it was clean.

Looked after.

Daft.

Just think.

We might be at the very spot.

- No, she was
found at the other side.

- Oh go
on, spoil everything.

♪ Paper dreams tied up

♪ With bits of string

You stuck?

- Someone's been
here since last time.

Ghosts don't eat Mars bars.

Come on.

Let's get on with it.

Are you going to do
anything special?

Incantations or something?

Of course not.

You know we're not allowed
to invoke the dead.

Isn't that what we usually do?

No.

We just invite them
to pay us a visit.

I used to stand here.

Listen to George's
bath water running.

- How would you like to
run my bath, little sister?

Oh yes, Georgie!

Anything for you, sweetheart!

- Now sit down there
and don't interrupt me.

I need to be quite quite
alone and very quiet.

Otherwise I won't get through.

Claire!

Are you near me, Claire?

Claire!

Claire!

If you can hear me,
knock three times.

Mommy, George, Len!

George!

She's fallen down!

She's fallen down!

Five.

Six.

Seven.

Eight.

Nine.

10.

11.

Six, seven, eight, nine, 10.

11.

What's going on?

- Claire, I'm going
to ask you a question.

Will Corrine ever
go out with old

hairy hands in the coffee bar?

One knock for yes, two for no.

Fat lot she knows.

Ask her about Mick Bakewell!

- Is it best for
her to keep ignoring

Mick Bakewell, or should she go

for a ride on the
back of his scooter?

- He keeps asking
me, don't forget!

Because he keeps asking her.

Come on!

I didn't know.

I thought you were
the man who was...

I'm sorry, I didn't...

Right then, outside.

In the van.

Both of you.

Out.

We won't go there again.

Out!

- I didn't mean it about
Claire and everything.

I mean I know how upset
you were when she was...

It's just a game we play.

I thought she was
lovely too, George.

I really did.

- If I catch you going
near that place again...

Yes, George.

- This time I'll say
nothing to your mother.

For her sake, not yours.

George.

I saw old Mrs. Bennett.

She sends her love.

- Doesn't even
rain on us up here.

Rain just passes by.

- You'd think if
he was gonna kill

all these people he'd
at least rape them.

Seems such a waste.

- Len, if your father
could hear the things you,

not until your aunt
Rene gets here.

Hello, man, come in.

Have you got them?

- Cost you a bob each,
there's 10 of them there.

My friend Jim.

Hi.

It's raining.

- Well come on in
and sit down, Jim.

Hello.

How do you do, Jim?

Hello.

Sit down.

- Tell them where
you were this morning, Jim.

I was with the law.

I'm not surprised.

Tell them why, man.

They lost a bird who got done.

I knew her.

Knew her?

- Well I went around
with her once or twice.

- Why did they
wanna speak to you?

They're pulling all the fellas

that she went around with.

- They think it's
someone she knew?

Didn't say.

- Well could you
tell them anything?

- Only what she told me,
that she was interested

in some other fella
older than her.

Is that all?

That's all she give, man.

- So they're not
getting very far.

- Like I said, I
don't really know.

- Well girls, killer's
still on the loose.

But don't worry, it
doesn't interfere with you.

Apart from the throttling
you to death of course.

- Len, your father
would turn in his grave.

- What'd you have to keep
on about dad for, mom?

You never liked him.

George, send him to his room.

- Aren't you interested
in facing the truth?

I've never been so ashamed.

You must've been, mom.

' Cause you said you haven't
a million times before.

You interested in mice?

Mice?

Hello, Auntie.

Hello, George.

Mind I'm wet.

- They're all in
the sitting room.

I'm just getting
ready to go out.

Oh yes?

Anywhere nice?

Business.

Oh.

Don't mind me,
I'll be all right.

Thanks.

I...

Hope you've forgiven me.

I've forgotten all about it.

- You'll find someone
as nice as Claire was.

I know you will.

Wynne.

- Maybe someone
you already know.

Wynne!

- Who's already
very close to you.

Wynne!

Will you do something for me?

Oh yes.

Come here.

There.

A pleasant enough
face, wouldn't you say?

In fact, one might
even say almost pretty.

Yuck.

Oh yes, pretty.

A lot of people would say
so and I'd agree with them.

A tender adolescent flower.

Blooming.

Unaffected by the,
what'd you call it,

the cares of the world.

Shall I give you a
bit of beauty advice?

As to avoid becoming
a wrinkle-faced,

gray-haired old lady long
before your time, shall I?

Well stop worrying about me
and my rotten old life, okay?

- You haven't found
my sweater then?

It'll turn up.

Why do you keep on about it?

I just notice these things.

As a matter of fact, I seem

to remember Len borrowing it.

I told my mother I was staying

after school for
extra French lessons.

Because Sister Mary
Appleday says I'm stoned.

- Instead of which you
went to your old house

although your mother has
forbidden you to go there.

Yes, Father.

You know that lying is wrong.

'Cause it could cause
your mother great pain.

Yes, Father.

But still you persist.

- We were so happy
there, Father.

Do you understand that?

My child, life should

consist of more than memories.

It not only should, it must.

- There's something
else I have to tell you.

Something much worse.

It's about Claire, remember
I told you about her?

Your brother's fiance?

The one who was
killed in an accident?

- He's not really
my brother, Father.

Well?

- Sometimes I find
myself thinking...

More and more I find myself...

It's awful, Father.

Sometimes I find
myself thinking...

I'm glad she's dead.

♪ Sitting by myself
with a secret

Dear Lord.

Just because you find a
bit of old sweater with...

Stuff in it.

And just because he
doesn't go and make shelves

for Mrs. Bennett
when he says he does

doesn't mean anything does it?

George is good.

And if he tells
lies and does things

it must be for a good
reason, mustn't it?

You know how lonely he's
been since Claire's accident,

they were getting
married and everything.

And I know you'll understand

that I had to get
rid of that sweater.

Because people always
get the wrong idea

and that would be awful.

I know he isn't a Catholic,

but he is good, I promise you.

Amen.

Evening, Father.

Hello, Wynne.

Uh...

Yes?

- One,
two, three, four,

five, six, seven,
eight, nine, 10.

I believe in one God.

Almighty Father.

The maker of Heaven and Earth.

- Where
were you last night?

I waited.

Out.

With a boy?

Perhaps.

Forgotten Son of God.

Born of the Father
before time began.

God from God, light from light.

True God from true God.

Are you seeing him again?

Tonight.

What's he like?

Tasty.

Shh!

- And through
Him all things were made.

For our sin and for our salvation,
He came down from Heaven.

- You're not going
to, you know, let him?

- You say you've done
it hundreds of times.

- Yes, I know, I mean
are you going to a hotel?

We might.

We haven't decided.

- But how will you
not have a baby?

I've been all fixed.

No.

You'll tell me what it's like?

I thought you knew.

- Yes, I know, I
mean swap notes.

If you like.

- And His
kingdom will have no end.

I believe in the Holy Spirit.

Do I know him?

Not telling.

- Who proceeds
from the Father and the Son.

- I'll tell you
about it tomorrow.

If you promise to cover for me.

- He it was who
spoke through the prophets.

And you give me your rosary.

The mother of pearl one
with the silver caps

on the crucifix that
George gave you.

And I look forward

to the resurrection of the dead.

All right.

- To the
life of the world to come.

Amen.

Hello.

No, it's for me!

What have you got in there?

Night things.

Night things?

- I'm only lending it
to you, don't forget.

You can only have it if you
don't mess things up for me.

Oh let me see.

I'll be going then.

Wynne!

You promise to let me
know what it's like?

Maybe.

- Want to borrow
my amber pendant

with a real fly inside?

No thanks.

Dave doesn't like
insects around my neck.

David?

Now I know.

- Thousands of
Davids in the world.

Enjoy yourself.

It hurts the first
time, you know.

I've done it seven
times, I oughta know!

Seven!

Hello.

You oughta get yourself a dog.

Pardon?

- Number of times you
go out to the common.

You oughta get yourself a dog.

I'm not.

I'm meeting some friends.

Sweet?

Your skirt's too short.

Please.

Hey, you left your coat!

You were late last night.

Was I?

Where were you?

Club.

Same as usual.

- Look Len, I don't know
what these things are

and I don't want you to tell me.

What do you say we
just shuttle it up

down the loo, whatever they are.

Seems simple isn't it?

♪ Sitting in a homemade
airplane or two

♪ The people playing games

♪ Far above

How's David?

Who?

David.

All right.

Only all right?

Hey.

Your brother's rather dashing.

Agreed.

Look, I'm only came to say

I have to go and see someone.

Suits me.

I'm seeing hairy hands
in the coffee bar anyway.

Wynne.

Did you or didn't you?

What?

Have it.

Have what?

Sex.

No.

Knew you wouldn't.

♪ They can see

♪ And feel where they belong

I was just passing by.

Thought I'd say hello.

Hello.

Hello.

- Here, help
with this will you?

- Do you ever go
to the old house?

What makes you ask that?

- I know how much
you liked it there.

No, I don't go there.

But you were there that day.

When you caught Corinne and me.

Sometimes I go there.

Just to look over the
old place, but not often.

- But you don't
like me going there?

- Wynne, another girl
was murdered last night.

You know where they
think it happened.

Well that's why.

- Len says even a murderer
must have a family.

- Len says
lots of things.

- But if he does,
then one of them

might know, mightn't they?

Not necessarily.

- If they were
very close to him,

understood him, they'd
want to help him.

Wynne, this man's mad.

He doesn't know what he's doing.

Sometimes, most of the
time he's perfectly normal,

and then he just
can't stop himself.

- Isn't there anything
he can do about it?

Shouldn't think so.

Then wouldn't it...

Wouldn't it be better
if he gave himself up?

If he couldn't help it,
no one would blame him.

And he'd have people
who were close to him.

Who'd stick to him
through thick and thin.

What are you on about, Wynne?

- When people have
people who love them,

they don't have to
worry about anything.

Because they've got
people who love them.

- Why do you ever
have to change?

- He must be
diabolically clever.

As well as bloody bent.

- It's the poor mother I
can't help thinking about.

Aye, he'll make a mistake.

They always do.

If he does, they'll catch him.

If he doesn't, they won't.

Morning George.

See the game last night?

No, I didn't watch television.

Oh, you missed a great game.

Did I?

A few goals.

Yeah, I read about it

in the papers this morning.

Still good result.

Could've gone either way.

- Yeah,
fella said that.

Well see ya, George.

Yeah, okay.

On I go.

Yup.

All right?

Yes.

Well say it.

Say what?

How well I look.

You look better.

Bloody liar.

Home at last.

Yup.

See if you can stay this time.

George.

Where do you think you're going?

- Did you
ring her friend up?

I don't remember.

I can't remember that.

She never got there.

- Can you
think of anywhere else

she might have gone to?

- Now Mrs. Kinch, when
she left the house,

do you remember whether she
said that she was actually

going to call this house,
or going to meet...

Oop.

Oh blast.

- She just
said I'm going to car.

- ls there a
cafe that she goes to?

Yes, but not at night.

Look, I've rung Mrs. Mildred.

- Yes, but
if she went there...

She'd be able to see the house

from just out the balcony there.

- Yes Mrs. Kinch,
but if we could establish

that she'd been to
this cafe we could

go and ask the proprietor...

- She
wouldn't go by herself.

- She may
have gone there.

And can you tell me how
tall is your daughter?

I'm not sure.

Five.

About 5'4.

5'4.

And what about the
color of her hair?

Brown.

Brown hair?

Light brown hair.

- Your
mother's given us

a description, all right.

Would there be a
photograph about?

A photograph?

- What do
you mean photograph?

Well it would help.

That's a bit drastic isn't it?

- It's best to cover
ourselves straight off, son.

- If anyone can help
you, it's me brother George.

- Why
don't you shut up!

What does he mean?

Ask him.

I'm warning you!

You're warning me what?

- Your stupid remarks,
the girl's out there...

Stop it!

Both of you stop it!

Stop it, the two
of you, stop it!

Hello.

Is this her?

Where the hell have you been?

Been?

Been!

You're here.

Upstairs.

In bed.

Couldn't have been.

Well not actually in bed.

I was under it.

She's not well.

Get her a drop of
Aunt Rene's brandy.

Come along, sit down dear.

And now oh you're peaking,
where's that brandy?

There, dear.

She's stoned.

Go on, drink it down.

- Exactly which bed
would it have been

that you would have been under?

Mine.

- All right, now
listen, she's back.

In a funny old state, I'll
admit, but she is back.

Oh, you're going.

Goodbye.

Thank you very much.

Bye.

So sorry.

I've been half out of my mind.

Sorry.

Where have you been?

For a walk.

She's definitely stoned.

She is.

She is.

Who's been giving you drink?

You have.

I'm nearly 15.

Some girls stay out all night.

Not in this house they don't.

- Wynne, if you've
done anything wrong,

love, you can tell me.

I return as I went.

Total virgin.

Oh my gosh.

I'll tell George.

- If you've got anything
to say, young lady...

Just George.

Bed.

Come on, Len.

She had a jolly good time.

I'll have a word with her
in the morning, I will.

You're too much.

All right.

If you must know.

I went for a ride.

Where?

- First of all, I went
to some sort of hospital.

Then I went to this
very posh house.

And then I waited.

And while I waited I
got rather thirsty,

so I had a little drink.

Rather a lot of pale ale.

You were in the van?

That's right.

Why?

I was looking for clues.

You must admit, it's
very good of me.

Go to bed.

With you.

I want to sleep with you.

Get out, Wynne.

- It's a perfectly
normal reaction

of a full-blooded female
for a full-blooded male.

Get out.

- I want you to put
your arms around me.

And kiss me

And do things.

Things you do to her.

Nine, 10, 11.

- Well you can't sit here
all day doing nothing.

Hello.

Was it David?

David who?

I knew.

Well I guessed when
your mom rang up

to find out if you were with us.

Oh!

What time did you get home?

Half past 2.

Were they mad?

They still are.

I bet.

Hello everybody.

Hello, Mrs. Kinch.

Hello you.

Oh may I?

George is going to...

Take you all on a picnic.

Oh lovely.

Yes.

How old is this David?

17.

- Well he must be retarded
if you didn't have sex.

Who said we didn't?

You can always tell.

Well that's all you know.

As a matter of fact.

There isn't any David.

I knew it.

It's George.

It's George I went out with.

We were drinking.

What, carrot juice?

Sherry.

Not in a pub.

You're underage.

He'd be arrested.

We've got this friend.

With a big house.

She lets us use it so
the family won't know.

It's not so much sex between us.

It's real love.

All his friends understand.

They know we're in
a difficult position

and they're helping us to wait.

What for?

- Until I'm 16 and
we can get married.

We won't go abroad
on our honeymoon.

We'll go straight
to our cottage.

This cottage we found.

It's miles and miles
away from anywhere.

I'm going to look after him.

And keep people from
worrying him and everything.

Whatever he may have done.

What people may think he's done.

I'm only telling you 'cause
you're a friend of mine.

And you'd find out anyway when

I ask you to be a bridesmaid.

I don't believe you.

I'll ask him.

You dare?

- I know he goes out
with other women.

That's just a cover.

In his heart he's
being faithful to me.

Because he doesn't
want anyone else.

Why didn't you tell me before?

Shh.

We said we'd keep it a secret.

That's why if you
say anything...

- You don't know
he's being faithful.

He's not like that.

- You haven't seen the way
he looks at me sometimes.

He doesn't.

Not when you're looking.

You're only jealous.

Me?

Ha.

Don't you spoil it.

What could I do?

Vanilla please.

- Have you got a
Napolitano tutti frutti?

Eh?

Where's my Coke?

Get off.

Why?

Get off.

This what you want?

You're hurting me.

This what you want?

Please.

You're hurting me.

Don't.

Stop it.

Stop it.

You're hurting me.

I'll hurt you in a minute.

Pathetic little mini tart.

You wait.

Just you wait.

I know about you
and your cottage

in the country and
your real love.

You're a dirty old man.

You wait!

Just you wait!

All right.

We're going.

Corinne.

Hey Corinne, George
said it's all right.

Does he?

Well I'm not getting
in there with him.

I don't want to be raped,
thank you very much.

- Hey, we can't just
leave her there.

Why not?

From now on you
keep away from her.

Understand?

- It's my fault
as well as Cory's.

She was trying to
make me jealous.

I told her things.

About you and me.

About us going away to get
married and everything.

Why?

It's just that I know that...

I understand you.

And I don't want
anyone to hurt you.

Why should anyone hurt me?

Well.

You know...

Go on, out you get.

Go on.

Where are you going?

See if I can find her.

But you said...

I've changed my mind.

- You won't get angry with
her again or anything.

Will you?

She's got a lift by now.

This is a waste of time.

Hey, wait.

I just...

Wait.

What's up now?

You go on.

I've just remembered.

I've got to do something.

You're kidding.

Next time you bloody well walk.

Wynne!

Wynne!

Wynne.

Wynne.

- You said you were
looking for Corinne.

I couldn't find her.

- Is that true you
looked for Corinne?

Wynne, listen to me.

Who is she, George?

- What am I supposed
to say, I'm sorry?

Is that what I'm
supposed to say?

I'm sorry?

- Is it the love
sick little virgin?

She's a bit young for
you isn't she, Georgie?

Why did you tell her?

You didn't have to tell her.

Look at me, Wynne.

Look at me.

This is me, Wynne, all right?

Me.

What are you doing?

George, stop it.

What are you doing?

Just come with me.

Take a good look, Wynne.

In two years' time
she'll be dead.

Not necessarily from
the booze either.

You asked about that sweater.

It was covered in
blood, her blood.

I just didn't want your
mother to know about it.

She needs me, Wynne.

I've somehow become responsible

for her life and I
can't get out of it.

Can you understand
things like that?

Not very romantic
I'm afraid, Wynne.

I'm sorry,

Don't, George.

Don't.

Can you...

What?

What'd you say, Wynne?

Please.

Could you open the door?

Where have you been?

Well George isn't back
yet, neither is Corrine.

Hello?

Hello.

This is your friend Corrine.

Only a fat lot you care.

Where are you?

Wouldn't you like to know.

But George was...

Was looking for you.

Well he won't find me.

I'm going to teach him a lesson.

No one treats me like that.

I'm going to stay out.

That'll drop him right in it.

Where are you going?

- As a matter of fact, I'm
with a friend of yours.

At least he was.

Only it was me he was
interested in all the time.

We can go anywhere.

Coming!

In fact I've decided
I'm so scared

of George I might
stay out all night.

I know where we'll go.

If I see a ghost, I'll
give her your regards.

Ta-ta.

But Corrine.

Got a fag?

- You didn't
say anything did you?

What about?

You and me.

- What, and have her go
running to my stupid mother?

Anyway, she wouldn't dare.

Where to then?

I don't want to be too late.

Work tomorrow?

I don't work, stupid.

I do.

Sometimes I wish I did.

You're not married are you?

No.

That's all right then.

Cory.

Corrine!

Cory!

It's me, Wynne!

Cory!

Come on, I want to talk to you!

Cory!

Cory?

I know you're here, Cory.

Please come home.

George didn't mean it.

Eight, nine, 10, 11.

Corrine, stop it.

I don't like this game.

Corrine, will you please
come out of there!

Come out of there this instant.

She's dead.

Who?

She's dead.

Are you sure she's dead?

You've got to be sure
she's dead, you see.

There's no use in our
running to the police

unless we've got our
facts straight is there?

Will you allow me to do that?

Just to be sure?

You better show me then.

I was outside under a
tree watching the stars.

And I saw you
running to the house.

I was worried about you.

Oh you shouldn't have
come looking for her.

You're nice.

She shouldn't have
been your friend.

She was dirty.

But I like that now, you know.

They just don't seem to
know what they're doing.

You understand that don't you?

They want you to do it.

They make you.

And then they laugh.

They always laugh.

And then I feel sick.

I get this sick in my stomach.

I've never had a strong stomach.

You can ask my mother.

They shouldn't laugh at me.

Don't worry, Wynne!

No!

I don't understand.

You.

I'm not sorry.

♪ This year, next
year, sometime never

♪ Paper dreams tied up

♪ With bits of string

♪ Changing time

♪ Tomorrow's dream

♪ In between

♪ I start counting

♪ I start counting

♪ Counting

♪ I start counting