Kinky Boots (2005) - full transcript

♪

♪ Cold fire

♪ You've got everything
but cold fire ♪

♪ You will be my rest
and peace, child ♪

♪ I moved up
to take a place ♪

♪ Near you

♪ So tired

♪ It's the sky
that makes you feel tried ♪

♪ It's a trick
to make you see wide ♪

♪ It can all
but break your heart ♪

♪ In pieces



♪ Staying back in your memory

♪ Are the movies in the dark

♪ How you moved
is all it takes ♪

♪ To sing a song
of when I loved ♪

♪ The prettiest star

♪

Come.

Come on, you stupid boy.

Okay now, Charlie.

I'm gonna show you
the most beautiful thing
in the world.

- Do you know what it is?
- A shoe.

A lot of people would say
it'd be an oak tree in spring.

It's a shoe.

Lot of people would say
it'd be a field
of woodland flowers.



Do you know what I think
it is, Charlie?
A shoe.

I think it's a shoe.

Every machine.

You'll learn how to work
every machine, Charlie.

And by the time
you're old enough--
and married probably--

taking over the factory
from me.

Believe me, first thing
you notice about a person...

is their shoes.

Come on.

Whoo-hoo!

You know, it's funny.

It's always struck me
that in terms
of love, strength...

and attention to detail,
marriage is pretty much like--

A pair of shoes.

And today, again I'm not wrong.

They take you to places
perhaps you weren't expecting.

My son, off to London.

His fiancée had been transferred
to an even bigger
estate agent's.

And, Charlie, what have you
decided to try your hand
at down there?

Marketing.

To my future
daughter-in-law...

and to my wonderful son.

- Charlie!
- Charlie!

Ah, Mr. Price.

Do let me show you around.

This is the new layout,
designed very much
with the young couple in mind.

As you can see,
one good size bedroom
with en suite shower room.

And, uh, through here,
fully furnished lounge.

Oh, and best of all,
Mr. Price, best of all--

the view.

It's not Northampton.

It's not Northampton.
No!

♪ No, no, no, no,
no, no, no! ♪

♪ We're not in Northampton
anymore ♪

Oh.

♪ We're going where
the sun shines brightly ♪
Hello?

Hello?
♪ We're going
where the sky is blue ♪

Sorry. Yeah.
♪ Because the best thing
about London is ♪

♪ No more bloody shoe

Yeah. This is his son.

♪ Love me, love me, love me

♪ Say you do

♪ Let me fly away

♪ With you

♪ For my love
is like the wind ♪

♪ And wild is the wind

♪ Give me more

♪ Than one caress

♪ Satisfy this hungriness

♪ Let the wind blow
through your heart ♪

♪ Daddy, you're spring to me

♪ All things to me

Mr. Price!

He'd have been proud of you
coming back, Mr. Price.

- Charlie.
- Price Factory has to have
a Mr. Price, Mr. Price.

George.

Bugger.

Um--

Dad always used to say that--

and, uh--
and in a sense--

He ain't pressed the button.

My heart is--
Uh, press the red button.

That was a good start.

Right.

I'm not my dad, okay?

You shouldn't expect that.

But I have spent my life
with each one of you
at some point, um,

training on these... machines.

I was bloody useless.

Too right.

Thanks, Don.

Listen, Dad believed...

there would always be a place
for craftsmanship.

And whether you realize it
or not,

that is what you all are--
craftsmen.

So let's make shoes!

"Let's make shoes"?

Oh!

Oh, don't worry, love.

Don't get it
on your jacket.
I'll get some roll.

Pat, what order
is the company working on
at the moment?

Uh, it's a big one, love.

Chambers Wholesale.
Why?

What the hell was he playing at?

I mean, why didn't he--

Why did he carry on making 'em?

This happened before.
1992.

Customer went into receivership,
and your dad got stuck
with 600 Oxfords.

And?
Bill Sampson in London
took 'em at cost.

Right. Pat,
I'm going to London.

See, Harry, I just happened
to find myself with
1,200 pairs of brogues.

And I know
a few years back...

your dad took some
at cost off my dad,
and I just thought maybe--

Yeah, but that was
a few years back,
Charlie.

Things have changed
a bit.

But look.
I'll tell you what.

I'll take 200 pairs
off your hands--
for old time's sake.

Hey, and this hurts.

Being a Forest fan,
giving charity
to a Northampton, uh--

I mean, when I say "charity,"
I'm not, uh--
You know.

Mmm.

Imported from Slovakia.
Do you wanna know how much?

Harry, a Prices shoe
will last a man a lifetime.

Poor soul that buys these
will be back in 10 months
buying new ones.

I know.
And isn't that great?

Spare some change, guv?

Here.

This is a Prices shoe.

And it'll last a man
a lifetime.

You got it in a size 10?

Yeah, slow yourself down
a bit, will ya?

Covering something,
princess?

Hey, where's the fire, love?

Oh, ho, ho, ho, ho!

Where do you think
you're going?

Don't worry.
I'm not gonna harm you.

Just have a little chat.
That's all.
All right, lads.

Hey, easy, love.
Easy.

- What? You wanna, mate?
- I think you should just--
just leave her alone now.

- Don't you think?
- Yeah? Come on, then.

Eh?
Don't you?

What are you gonna do
about it, eh?

Let's go.

Very sweet--

you riding to my rescue.

Very...

Prince Charming.

- Pass me my boobs, will ya?
- Hmm?

Here.

It didn't look like
you needed much rescuing.

Well, a girl has to know
how to look after herself
these days.

There are some very funny
people out there.

How's that wound?
Let's have a look.

Don't flatter yourself.

Vodka. Helps you forget pain.

Well, it does me.

God.

Clean off, again.

Like most things in life,
it cannot stand
the weight of a man.

Oh, there we go.
Oh, God love us.

Oh. Uh, hold on.

Thank you again, Mr.--

Sorry to be presumptive.
Are you a mister?

I'm a Charlie.
From Northampton.

Well, I rather thought
you might be.

Hmm.

♪

Mm. Hmm.

♪ My unspoiled gender

♪ Prim and proper

♪ The girl who's never
been cased ♪

♪ I'm tired of being pure

♪ And not chased

♪ Like something
that seeks its level ♪

♪ I wanna go to the devil

♪ I wanna be evil

♪ I wanna spit tacks

♪ I wanna be evil

♪ And cheat at jacks

♪ I wanna be wicked

♪ I wanna tell lies

♪ I wanna be mean
and throw mud pies ♪

♪ I want to wake up
in the morning
with that dark brown taste ♪

♪ I wanna see some dissipation
in my face ♪

♪ I wanna be evil

♪ I wanna be mad

♪ But more than that,
I wanna be bad ♪

♪ I wanna be evil
and trump an ace ♪

♪ Just to see
my partner's face ♪

♪ I wanna be nasty
I wanna be cruel ♪

♪ I wanna be daring
I wanna shoot pool ♪

♪ And in the theater
I want to change my seat ♪

♪ So I can step
on everybody's feet ♪

♪

Oh, no.
Trish, Trish.

- Thing is--
- Don't. Please. Please.

They just started school.
They just started school
this month, Charlie.

This is their uniforms,
love. This--

This is their dinners.
We lost the contract
with Chambers, Trish.

Thing is, we lost
the contract with Chambers,
which means--

Actually, don't.

Actually, this is like apologies
for your train running late.

- Doesn't mean anything.
- It's not like that because--

So I'd rather not hear it.

I do mean it.

Bernie Kylie
to the office.

Please.

This is not
what I want, Bernie.

I don't want to be sitting here
doing this.

But you know--

Nine out of 10 shoe factories
are shut down, and--

What can I do?

I am sorry it's come
to this, Antony.

Stephanie.

Dennis.

- Derrick?
- Eric.

Yes. Eric.

What can I do?
Do? Do? Do?

- Change the product.
- I'm sorry?

Like Liptons.
Start making
equestrian boots.

Browns, they're making--
Oh, whatever. Right.
Climbing boots.

All them other sods,
they went out looking
for their niche markets.

I mean, they just didn't
sit back in their offices
going, "What can I do?"

I'm sorry.

I was just really,
really looking forward
to a Chinese tonight.

Now I'm not sure
if I can afford it.

In a sense,
it was lucky, really,

that they hadn't got round
to advertising your job.

Hmm. Yeah, lucky.

Listen, Nic--

Oh, wow.

That's the kind of shoe,
isn't it?

Don't you think?
What?

The wedding.
At the altar.

Is that the kind of thing
you were thinking of?

Yeah.
On my foot.

Well, it needs to be
a Jimmy Choo, doesn't it,
to work.

Or a Manolo.
We might have to think
about the wedding, Nic.

Hmm?

Not the wedding
wedding, but--

It doesn't have to be
all live band and shoes
at the altar and all.

Does it?

I mean, at the end
of the day, it's about
the two of us, isn't it?

I-I made 15 people
redundant today, Nic.

Lauren.

Lauren, you haven't heard
what I was gonna say.

Well, does it involve
the words "job back"?

Potentially.

Okay, brace yourself.

Ladies, gentlemen,

and those who are yet
to make up your mind--

♪

♪ Whatever Lola wants

♪ Lola gets

♪ And, little man

♪ Little Lola wants you

♪ Make up your mind to have

♪ Mind to have

♪ No regrets

♪ Recline yourself

♪ Resign yourself
You're through ♪

♪ I always get

♪ What I aim for

♪ And your heart and soul

♪ Is what I came for

♪ Whatever Lola wants

♪ Lola wants

♪ Lola gets

♪ Take off your coat

♪ Don't you know
you can't win? ♪

♪ Can't win
You'll never, never win ♪

♪ You're no exception
to the rule ♪

♪ I'm irresistible,
you fool ♪

♪ Give in

♪

Brava!

All me, sweetheart.

I design everything
in that club.

It's my costumes,
my lighting, my dancers.
My show, love.

I mean, it's me.

Bit of a dark horse,
your boyfriend.

Oh, he's my boss.

Well, he was my boss.
I got laid off.

But now he seems to think
I'm his business analyst or--

Uh, look, Lola.
You're gonna have
to excuse Charlie.

Uh, we don't have
many transvestites
in Northampton.

I'm not merely
a transvestite, sweetheart.

I'm also a drag queen.

It's a simple equation.

A drag queen puts on a frock,
looks like Kylie.

Transvestite puts on a frock,
looks like Boris Yeltsin
in lipstick.

There. I said it.

Ta.

Whatever.
Don't kid yourself.

You're never more
than 10 feet away
from a transvestite.

- Hmm.
- You made her redundant,
you miserable sod.

Things aren't very good
in men's shoes.

No. I'm not, certainly.

Yes. Ha. Precisely.

How much do you weigh?

The right amount.
How much do you drink?

No. I mean, um--

They're women's boots,
aren't they,
that you buy?

You have to buy
women's boots
because you--

You see, the distribution
of pressure on a
conventional female heel...

cannot be expected
to support
a man's weight.

Yeah, and if trans--
you know, whatevers--

drag queens
are everywhere,

like you said, then--

Not in a...
ooh, living dead
kind of way, but--

Then do you think
there is a niche market...

for proper, good, decent,
built-to-last boots
for women...

that are men?

All this way for my advice.
I feel like Oprah.

I'd like to measure your foot,
go home, make a pair.

Who gets to keep the boots?

Little warning.
The answer is,

"You do, Lola."

You do, Lola.

Where do I come
to pick it up?

Oh. Prices of Northampton,
is it?

Yeah. Yeah.
Um, I'll come to you.

Oh, no, no. As they say,
a good pair of boots
is worth walking for.

No. You see,
I come here all the time,

and so--
I'll come to you.

Right.

Um, look behind you.

What? What is it?

It's your niche
market, Charlie.

Big niche.

Ladies, gentlemen,
and those of you who are
yet to make up your mind,

our very own Lola!

♪

♪ He walked into my life

♪ And now he's taking over

♪ And it's beautiful

♪ Mmm

♪ Yes, it's beautiful

♪ I've gone with
better-looking guys ♪

♪ He's gone with
prettier-looking girls ♪

♪ But now we're beautiful

♪ I think we're beautiful

♪ I don't need love affairs
anymore ♪

♪ Da, da, da-da, da

♪ I don't need love affairs
anymore ♪

♪ Can't you see
it's the chemistry? ♪

♪ You really must agree
Together we are beautiful ♪

♪ Beautiful

♪ We are beautiful

♪

Well?

Cool.

I was thinking
that you should--

If you haven't got
anything else on,

that maybe you could
come back to, uh--

To your house?

The factory.

I'm gonna need someone
on the Web to research markets,

and, you know,
if Pat got on some
of those Web sites,

I think she'd have
a heart attack.

Yeah.

Besides, you started it,
being in that strop.

Oh, well--
I mean, I just had
the strop, Charlie.

You saw the idea.
And that is why some of us...

end up with our names
above the factories...

and others just on
the clocking-in cards.

Right.

Well, as someone
with their name
on a factory,

can I invite you
to have your name on one
of my clocking-in cards?

They say-- Calm down.
They say whatever life
throws at you,

whatever emotions
you could ever feel,

somebody somewhere
has written a song about it.

Now I hope
that will be true.

But until somebody writes
a song called
"No One Stays Young Forever,

and One Day I Hope You
Get Dumped for a Younger Model,
You Whiny Little Welsh Bastard,"

I'm just gonna have
to sing you "Memory."

Show us your tits!

Certainly. Ladies and gentlemen,
there they are.

Give 'em a round
of applause.

Thank you.

Are they as wrinkly
as your arms, love?

Is there a man in there?
Yeah, good one.

I have to--
I have to tell you, sweetheart.

My-- My breasts are as smooth
and beautiful as the day
that I bought them.

Get yourself
a refund then.

Bastard.

Oh.

Hey, aye.

Forget it, Don.
Out of your league.

Ah. Seem to forget women
get turned on by the sight
of a working man.

- Morning, Charlie.
- Lola.

Come in.

I'm sorry
it's a bit messy here,
and we, uh--

Uh, I thought we agreed
that I'd come to London.

I have to warn you,
Charlie from Northampton,

I have a terrible habit
of doing exactly the opposite
of what people want.

This way.

In fact, some might say
that attempts
of certain people...

to make a man out of me
as a child is exactly the reason
that I now wear a frock.

If, therefore, I get the feeling
somebody didn't want me
to come to Northampton--

- No. No, no, no, no.
- Also, I can tell from
years of experience...

when I'm being smuggled in
through a rear door.

Oh, that's
the rough stuff room.

- Is it?
- That's where we dump all
the off-cuts and misshapes.

There you go.
I wondered why I was
being drawn to it.

Pardon?
Nothing.

All right, sir.

Hmm?

Oh!

George.

Listen, Mel.

All I'll say
is that when it comes
to attracting women,

some men don't have to speak.
Hah.

This is cozy.

Here we are.

Well?

What do you think?

Burgundy.

Please, God, tell me
I've not inspired
something burgundy.

Red.

Red.

Red!

Red,Charlie boy!

Red...

is the color of sex!

Burgundy is the color
of hot water bottles.

Red is the color of sex
and fear and danger...

and signs that say
"Do... not... enter."

All of my favorite things
in life.

Who's that?
He's got your
new girlfriend in there.

But they're comfy.

Comfy?

Sex shouldn't be comfy!

Thank God.
I thought it was just me.

Now I don't know what you're
used to making around here,
Charlie boy,

but now you're making sex.

Two-and-a-half feet
of irresistible,
tubular sex.

I mean, that heel!
For God's sake!

Yeah, they won't break.
That's what you wanted,
isn't it?

Not if it means having
to go around looking like
a bloody Ukrainian peasant.

- Well, it's better than
flouncing around like a--

You want to show your
niche market a little more
respect, Charlie boy.

I mean, let's ask your girls.

No!
Girls.

Would you wear
something like this
to go out?

No!

But you'd look all right
in 'em, sweetheart.

Mmm.

You've pulled.

Oh, yeah.

Ladies.

Ooh.

Well, I'm very
flattered, but, frankly,

if you can't get women
to wear 'em--

you'll never get blokes
like me to wear 'em.

Do we still have a workforce?

Don'll come around.

Once he's stopped, uh--

walking up and down,
swearing.

- Well, that's his problem.
- No. It's our problem, Lola.

This is Northampton.

You have no idea
what it's like, okay?
It's not Soho.

Amen.

Look to the heel, young man.

The sex... is in the heel.

Now what's that
supposed to mean?

"Sex is in the heel"?

Stilettos require
constant balance
from the upper leg,

causing the muscles
of the backside...

to tense and appear pert
and ready for mating.

It's physically
impossible.

I mean, am I
missing something?

To make a stiletto,
something that thin,

bear the weight of a man
is just--

Steel shank.

What?

A steel shank, cut thinly...

then molded in a continuous
section from toe to heel
without pinning.

Not even Don would crush that.

Lola!

Lola, we might be able
to do it.

Steel shanks
without underpinning.

We might be able
to make those boots.

If you could just--
If you were willing to,
you know--

I think Don would
have something to say
about that, don't you?

I gave up the provinces
years ago, Charlie, and I've
just been reminded why.

Lola doesn't do north.

Northampton's the Midlands.

No, Charlie.
Tottenham Court Road
is the Midlands.

Now if you'll excuse me,
I have a show tonight.

Yeah. Well, I'm stood here,
trying to save a factory
of four generations--

of my father
and his father's father--

Well, come on, Charlie.
Tell me when that applies
to me, will you?

And how it applies to you.

'Cause I'm about to take
an almighty fucking gamble,

and in one afternoon,
in one drawing, you've said more
about these boots than--

I mean, I just--
Five weeks, Lola.

That's it. I mean, if I don't
have a new collection ready
for the Milan Shoe Fair...

in five weeks,
I'll have blown it.

I'm gonna have
to sell the place.

All right.
I'll tell you what.

Don't hang around.
It's never gonna apply to you.

What you don't realize, Lola,
is this is not my world either.

Where you going,
darling?

By the sound of it,

Milan.

I see this
as a very positive step--

for a company who's spent
the last century making
a range of shoes for men...

to start the next century
making shoes for...

a range of men.

Any questions?

Oh, sorry, love.
Sorry.

I thought you said
you were going in
to work at 9:00.

No. I did, Mrs. Cobb.
I was. I am.

Sorry.

Don!

Have you got
any toilets down here?

I'm afraid we've only got
men's and women's.

Charlie. She's locked herself
in the loo.

What?
Come on.

Right. Go in there,
tell her--

No. The gents' loo.

Right.

Who's that man?

I don't know.

Lola, it's Charlie.
Are you okay?

Are you ill?
Yeah, I'm sick.
Ask your boys.

It this Don?

Oh, has he nicked your dress?

I came like this.
Mmm.

God.

Put on a frock, and I can
sing "Stand By Your Man"
in front of 500 strangers.

Put on a pair of jeans,
and I can't even
sodding well say hello.

I have to say,
I was going to suggest
dressing down.

Well, thank you
for your concern.

Is he crying?
Shh, shh.

Shh.

Come on. Tell me.

Boxer.

Get out of here.
I'm serious.

Yeah, he had me
doing training, weights.

I could bench-press
93 kilos.

I owe all my spectacular
muscle definition
to my father.

What, and he never--
The whole wearing frocks thing--

Oh, well, he wasn't stupid.

He knew there'd be very few
cross-dressing heavyweight
champions of the world.

Yeah.

No. He disowned me.

Wouldn't see me.

Even when he got
lung cancer, he wouldn't.

So-- It's ironic, really.

Fags got him in the end.

I mean, that's what
it was all about.

Fitting in.
Melding in.

Not standing out.

As far as he was concerned,
if you're big and you're
black and you're a boxer,

then you are sorted.

If you're big
and you're black
and you're in a--

you know--
strapless cocktail dress,
that's not so good.

That's what my dad wanted
and all.

Strapless
cocktail dress?

Yeah. No.

For me to fit in,
to this place.

You know it should be me
that's hiding in here,
not you.

I'm the one who doesn't know
what he's doing.

God. It'd kill him
to hear me say that too.

Although he probably knew,
and that's probably
what did.

Well--

Perhaps we just have
to pretend we do know
what we're doing.

Charlie from Northampton,

Simon from Clacton.

Come on.
Let's make boots.

All right.
Then everybody--

Um, yeah.

♪

♪ Oh, yeah

♪ Mr. Big Stuff

♪ Who do you think you are?

♪ Mr. Big Stuff

♪ You're never gonna get
my love ♪

♪ Now because you wear
all those fancy clothes ♪

♪ Oh, yeah
♪ And drive a big, fine car
Oh, yes, you do now ♪

♪ Do you think I can't afford
to give you my love? ♪

♪ Oh, yeah
♪ You think you're higher
than every star above ♪

♪ Mr. Big Stuff,
tell me, tell me ♪

♪ Who do you think you are?

♪ Mr. Big Stuff

♪ You're never gonna get
my love ♪

♪ Oh, yeah

♪ Mr. Big Stuff

Cover me, girls.
I'm going in.

♪ Mr. Big Stuff,
tell me, tell me ♪

♪ Who do you think you are?

♪ Mr. Big Stuff

♪ You're never gonna get
my love ♪

♪ Hey

♪ Whoa, yeah

♪ Whoo, oh

Aw, for f--

♪ While tearing off

♪ A game of golf

♪ I might make a play
for the caddie ♪

♪ But when I do

♪ I don't follow through

♪ 'Cause my heart
belongs to Daddy ♪

♪ If I invite
a boy some night ♪

♪ To dine on my fine
Finnan haddie ♪

♪ Though I just adore
his asking for more ♪

♪ But my heart
belongs to Daddy ♪

That's where
you applaud, Charlie.

Don't you, uh,
have a show tonight?

Sore throat.

♪ But my heart--

You know, uh--

You know you don't have to work
in the rough stuff room.

Oh, I feel at home here.

They're my friends.

Besides, one never knows
what joy one might find
amongst the unwanted.

And abandoned.

Charlie boy.

Oh.
Oh. Hmm.

Morning, stranger.

Mmm.

Nic-- Um--
Thank you.

Look,
about last night--
Mmm?

Things got a little bit
crazy at work, and--

It won't always be like that.
I promise.

No. It really--
It won't be.
Okay. Pssh, pssh.

And, uh--

See, I think I've found
a solution for the factory.

Well, that makes
two of us.

Come on.

One second, Mrs. Cobb.

Oh, God.

Come in.

There we go.
Thank you.

Oh.
And the room's all right
for you then, love, is it?

It's absolutely lovely,
Mrs. Cobb, yes.

Lots of, um--
Lots of trinkets.

Ah. Now, well,
the little pottery shoes--

They're good luck,
you see.

You know, like Whitby
has lucky glass ducks,

Northampton
has lucky pottery shoes.

Can I just ask,
are you a man?

I am, love, yes.

Ah. That's fine.

Just so's I know how
to leave the toilet seat.

I'll get some biscuits.

Mr. Price.

Charlie,
this is Richard Bailey.

I was sorry
to hear about your dad.

Shall we?

The beauty
is the building.

For us developers,
it's more a case
of what we don't do.

Isn't it?

And if you look in here,
you will see... the bedroom.

So? What do you think?

We, uh--

I mean, one day, Nic,
if it's what you want, but--

Isn't it slightly
out of our price range?

Not all buildings
deserve a second life,
Mr. Price,

but factories like this--
like yours--

they're special.

I'm sorry.

Are you under the illusion
that Prices is for sale?

Look, I know
you're trying to help,

but if you'd just
hang in there a bit,
I make you this promise.

Oh, is this a promise
like the Jimmy Choo shoes
wedding promise?

Hang on a minute.
You're talking about the history
of my family there.

Yet isn't this
the future of it
right here?

Well, I don't know,
Nicola. Is it?

I mean, if I can't get you
to summon up a bit of faith
and just--

Okay.
Give me it, Charlie.
Go on.

What have I
got to have faith in?

Now I've suggested
selling the factory
to a brilliant developer...

who's interested
and who's done all that.

You know,
made all that happen.

What's your plan?

Charlie boy!
I found Soho!

A little corner of Soho
in Northampton,
that brasserie.

I mean, we're not
talking Hoxton here,
but never mind.

I'm sorry. I'm Lola.
I'm the one designing
his range of transvestite boots.

This--
There's a slight chill...
in the air,

isn't there?
Yeah.

That is... the--

The plan.
Yeah.

Listen, Nic.
I have not gone
into this lightly,

and there is
a market f-f--

Can I just say, before
you make a fool of yourself
trying to save the factory...

because "It's the history
of my family, Nicola"--

The reason Richard
came to see me,
okay, not you,

was because your dad
had approached him
about selling up.

You see,
you owe your father nothing,
Charlie Price.

You are free to walk.

Right. That's it.

We've terminated production
on all derbies,
brogues and Oxfords.

From now on, the factory
is 100% on the new range,

or we will not hit Milan.

So we need at least
15 new designs from Lola...

and at least
six samples of each.

And remember,
you are not making footwear.

You are not making boots.

You are making
two and a half feet...

of irresistible, tubular sex!

None of the major firms
just take a stand.

All of the big boys
hire the main runway,
so we will need that.

And we need Milan
to go like, pow!

Like-- Like the two of us
did that night
at The Angel, yeah?

I mean, we need
to take The Angel Club
to Milan.

We will take
The Angel Club
to Milan.

Well, you wouldn't
put a frock on.

If you don't want
to get off with blokes,
why would you put a frock on?

Thing is, Mike,
ask any woman
what she likes most in a man.

Compassion, tenderness,
sensitivity-- traditionally
the female virtues.

Perhaps what women
secretly desire...

is a man
who is fundamentally a woman.

Huh?

Huh.

Hmm.

He's coming.
Right.

Hello, Don. Tell me.
What do you think I could do...

that would make me
more of a man?

Got a piece of paper
down here, Don.

Why don't you write down
what you think
would make me more of a man,

and I'll write down
what I think
would make you more of a man?

If I do what's on yours,
you do what's on mine, right?

Piss off.

Fine.

So is our Don a man,
do you think?

Well, he dresses like one.

Good answer.
I was pleased with it.

Right on, girl.

Jolly good.
Come on, Don. Be a man.

You don't
have to do this,
you know.

Oh, I do.
And you want
to know why?

'Cause what Don's written
on my piece of paper...

is a bloody walk in the park
compared to what
I've written on his.

We've 24 hours.
I could do without
industrial unrest.

Oh, calm down, Charlie.
It's not boxing.

Sorry.

Hmm?

Play.

- Nice.
- You can do it! Do it!

Come on, Lola!
You can do it!
You can do it!

Come on, Don.

Yeah! Come on! Come on!

Don! Don! Don!

Oh, yes!

So, the, uh--

Yeah, well--

Why'd you stop?

Well, I wouldn't want you
to walk into the factory...

and feel that people
didn't respect you, Don.

I wouldn't want
anyone else to know
what that feels like.

Oh.

"Change your mind
about someone."

Nice one, chap.
Get the beers in, eh?

Yeah, Don. Get the beers in.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Oh, Christ!

How much
does that buy us?

The main runway,
from between 4:30 to 5:00--

after Closerie
and before Tricker's.

Okay.

Hi.

- Listen, I'm sorry.
- We can't afford it. Mmm--

Just, just, just--

How much
for the dancers?

Oh. Well, all this
is Lola's estimate
for the Blue Angel boys--

their travel
and their expenses.

Could you get
the whole thing
for under 20,000?

Hello. Are you there?
Well, why 20?

Could you?
Tell me. Why 20?

Because that is what the bank
will give me against my house.
Hello?

What?

Take it.

Pronto!

At least one Mr. Price
didn't sit around saying,
"What can I do?", eh?

Take it.

Come on, Mel! Tea break
finished five minutes ago.

Come on.
You know where that goes.

How are you
getting on, George?

Fine.

It's surprisingly easy
if I just imagine
Pat wearing 'em.

Is it?

George.

There's an indentation
in the leather.
Bin it. Do it again.

I don't care.
Redo it.

What if they're not assembled
by the end of the shift?
They'll be assembled.

Well, it's 4:00.
I know when
the end of shift is, Lauren.

If they have to work over,
they'll work over.

This is bloody Milan.
You don't get marks for effort.

Hmm.

Caffeine.
Give us a hand, would you?

I needed a break
from Mr. Shouty back there.

He's just tense,
right?

What?
Are you aware
that you do that?

That you instinctively
defend him?

Wow.

Look at those puppies.

You know, Charlie's dad
used to have this theory...

that you could tell
everything about a person
from their shoes.

Right.
Come on, then.
Oh, no.

Go.

Cheap, but happy.

Oh. Very eager
to please.

All right. All right.

Those. Those. Look.
Shiny, but dull.

Oh, my God!

Hello, Lauren.

Hello, Nicola.
Oh, I love those shoes.

Mmm.

Charlie's treat?

- Yeah, once upon a time.
- What?

A girl can live with so many
once-upon-a-times...

before she finally
has to get the Visa out
and buy them herself.

Well, it's not like that
at the factory though, is it?

Sorry?
Well, Charlie.

Said he was gonna save it.
I mean, most guys
would have just gone,

"Hey, you know.
What can I do?"

Yeah, I know.
Fallen over
at the first hurdle,

let alone
remortgage their house.

I mean, you should see him
in that factory, Nicola.

It's like it's... made him
twice as determined.

I'm sorry.
Remortgaged the--
What?

Well.
Hmm.

How are we?

No. No. No.

For God's sake, Melanie.
This is Milan.

These seams aren't straight.

You're rushing it.

Pardon?

You're gonna have to
unpick all this
and start again.

Oh. Thought that might--
S-Saturday.

What?
You've got
enough completed.

No, I haven't.

Some of us have got
a life outside this factory.

Right. You're gonna have
a bloody lot more of it
in a bit.

Mel, you don't understand.
This... is Milan.

It's Mil--

How do you know
what Milan is?

You don't know.
You're guessing.

Perhaps you'd
have it finished by now...

if you hadn't
made us undo
every single bloody stitch.

But, Mel,
they weren't good enough!

They'd have been
good enough for your dad.

But I'm not my dad!
Hey! I'll tell you what,
Charlie Price.

Never a bloody
truer word.

- Mel. We have to leave
at 6:00 in the morning.

- Please!
- Hello, Charlie!

Nic, sorry. I'm actually
in a bit of a...
crisis here.

Oh, I think so.

Is it not bad enough
you're making
this kind of crap,

- thinking you're gonna save the factory?
- - Charlie!

- But the fact you've
remortgaged the house.
- What? I--

Charlie,
Lauren didn't realize.

Our house.

No one will ever say
I didn't stand
by my man, Charlie.

I've done it.
I'll stand by you now.

Just-- Reason.

- Nicola.
- Give me a reason!

Down there.

Looking at you, Charlie Price.
Give me a reason, standing here,

making porn wear
for... hermaphrodites.

Well, actually, love,
hermaphrodites have both sets
of reproductive organs.

Get out!

Oh, God.

Where was it for London,
all this money?

Don't. Flat the size
of a postage stamp,

because "We all know.
We have to be careful, Nic."

But, hey.
Bloody presto--
London was for you.

London was for us.

You wouldn't spend
another five grand on us,

but you'll bloody
remortgage the house...

to keep a load of people
we don't know in a job.

I do know them.

It's you
that doesn't know them,

because you
never come in here.

I've already
had to fire 15 of them,

and they were
the 15 worst times of my life.

- So sell it.
- Nicola!

I don't get--

Do they know
your dad was gonna sell up?

You know? Even your dad.
Have you told them that?

I don't care
what he was gonna do!

I don't care that he
was gonna sell the place!

Okay? I, here, me, now--
Charlie Price doesn't actually
enjoy making people redundant!

And if you can't hear
a reason yet, Nicola, then
maybe you won't ever get it!

Maybe you won't ever get me!

Maybe Nicola Marsden
will never ever
quite get Charlie Price.

Maybe I won't.

Oh.

Sod it!

It's probably my fault--
putting Dad up,
making some hero out of him.

Shouldn't do that.

I suppose I just didn't
want to be the last photo
in the line. You know?

The Price
who left nothing.

Maybe you shouldn't
judge it in bricks, Charlie.

Maybe you judge
what you leave behind...

by what you inspire
in other people.

Charlie?

'Scuse me. 'Scuse me.
'Scuse me, please.

Coming through!
Hurry up, then!

Beep, beep!

Coffee?
Cup of tea?

Lola.
Charlie.

Did you get them
to do this?

Rather rose to the challenge
of changing his mind
about someone.

You?

No, Charlie. You.

Here we go!

My God.

Hey, everyone.
The man from Milan,
he say yes!

♪

Cheers.

♪ This is a man's world

♪ This is a man's world

♪ But it wouldn't
be nothing ♪

♪ Without a woman

♪ Or a girl

H-Hey!

♪ This is
a man's world ♪

♪ This is a man's world

♪ But it wouldn't
be nothing ♪

♪ Without a woman

♪ Or a girl

Come on, Lauren.
Oh, no. No.

♪ Man made the cars

♪ To take us
over the roads ♪

♪ Man made the trains

♪ To carry the heavy loads

♪ Man made
the electric light ♪

♪ To take us
out of the dark ♪

♪ Man made a boat
for the water ♪

♪ Like Noah made the ark

♪ This is a man's world

♪ But it wouldn't be
nothing, nothing ♪

♪ Without a woman
or a girl ♪

He's had quite an impact
on us girls, hasn't he?

Charlie Price.

♪ Man make then happy

♪ 'Cause man
make them toys ♪

♪ And after man make
everything he can ♪

♪ Man make the money

♪ To buy from other man

♪ This is a man's world

♪ But it wouldn't
be nothing, nothing ♪

♪ Without a woman or a girl

♪ Oh

♪ A man needs a woman

I saw
a documentary once.

Potholers. They'd always
have a celebration the night
before they went down,

in case
they never came out.

And of course,
now Northampton
is the perfect venue.

- Oh, I, uh--
- Oh. A little warning.

The answer is,
"I'd love to, Lola."

Stop it.

Table for one?
Uh, for two.

Two. Right here.
I'll just use
the toilet.

Toilets, yes.
Just down the stairs,
on the left.

Richard.

Oh, Christ.
It's Charlie Price.

Oh, no. Absolutely.
From, um--
From Prices, yeah.

I j-- Wow.
Um-- Uh--

Didn't expect to see you
at La Conceria.

Not one of your
normal haunts, this,
is it?

Yeah. I'm having a meeting.
Sort of business.

Business.
God. That's, uh--

Never lets up, does it?
Same with me.

Hey. They're running away.

Charlie boy!

Sorry I'm late.
You know how it is.

I'm sitting there
with all my dresses
on my bed,

and I'm thinking, "Is it hot
in Milan? Is it cool?
Does it get cold at night?"

Oh. Thank you.

Ooh.

You couldn't get me
a Bloody Mary,
could you, sweetheart?

Bloody Mary for the lady.

The whole potholing thing.
The whole--

I didn't mean it.
I don't think it will
go tits up, Charlie.

I mean, the show,
the routine!

Wait till you see
what I've got planned
for the catwalk.

- I mean,
if we market it right--
- Could you talk a bit--

'Cause it's not just us
who'll go for 'em.

There's a whole club scene
as well, the whole
metrosexual crowd--

Stop.
What?

People are staring.
Come on. What do you want?

You are a man
in a frock in Northampton.
Of course they're staring.

Even if they're not looking,
they're staring.

I'm a--

I'm a Northampton
shoe designer, Charlie.

Yeah. You're that as well.
You're also a man in a dress.

You make it sound
as if I put this on...

because of a lack
of a pair of trousers.

Is there a part of you
that actually believes that,
Charlie?

No. I don't know
why you wear dresses.

And I don't think
you do either.

I didn't realize
I was causing you trouble!

Forget it. All right?
You are a very good designer.

But actually, you'd like me
to come up and design
and then disappear when I'm me.

Lola, "you"
is the designer.

This is not you.
This is you in a dress,
looking daft.

All right?
And you don't
have to do it.

I don't know
what you think,

if this is all part
of dodging what sex
you actually get off on.

If you think you are
somehow being mystical--

being, ooh,
the best of either sex--

I have to tell you,
Simon--

Simon.

Stood there
in a frock right now,

you look like
the worst bits of both.

Stop hiding. Be brave.

Decide one way
or the other.

And for my sake,
tomorrow,

please turn up
looking like the picture
on your passport.

I can't change
what I want, Charlie.

I cannot...
change what I want.

I cannot do that.

George.
Hey.

Hey! No Lola.
Hmm?

George.
Mr. Price.

Are we all set?

Well, did she say
she was gonna be late?

No. Actually, she, um,

said she was gonna
fly out with the girls.

What, from London?
Hey. Lola!

♪

♪ Cold fire

♪ You've got everything
but cold fire ♪

♪ You will be my rest
and peace, child ♪

♪ I moved up
to take a place ♪

♪ Near you

♪

"Largo al factotum" ]

♪

♪

Funny, isn't it?
They look quite dead like this.

Don't worry, George.
It'll be a different story
tomorrow, eh?

Look. That's us.
Milan main catwalk.

The Angel girls
wearing our boys,
eh, Charlie?

Hey.

You know, as Lola would say,
there's a slight chill
in the air, Charlie.

And I'm getting worried
because I don't know why.
I had an argument with her.

What?
With Lola.

Uh, last night
in the restaurant. See--

See, she turned up
in a dress, and I just--

I just--

She didn't go
to London, did she?

She didn't get
on the plane at all.

Look-- Lauren.

There was a bloke
that wanted to buy the factory--
Richard Bailey.

He was there
with Nicola at the restaurant,
and I mean, I just--

All that, love,
does not apply to me,
all right?

What applies is that
there is nobody here
to wear our boots...

that we have worked
our asses off
to get here, Charlie.

Okay. I--
Yes, I am sorry, but--

It's just I felt
somehow useless as a man!

Okay? Sitting there
in the restaurant,
I felt...

somehow useless
as a man.

So here we are again, eh?

Charlie Price,
standing in front of me,

saying, "It's not my fault.
What can I do?"

- Hello,
this is Lola.
- Lola.

I'm not here now.
Well, I am here,
but you know what I mean.

You know what to do.

Lola, when
you pick this up,

this is, uh, Charlie
from Northampton.

♪

Okay. We have
the exhibitors, please,

for, uh, Prices?

That's me.

And the dressers?

- That's me.
- The models?

That's you as well,
isn't it?

George.

- Okay, he's all set.
- He looks fantastic.

Go! Go!

Ladies and gentlemen,
please take your seats
for the Prices collection.

Does he look sexy?

He does to me, George.

Ladies and gentlemen,

please take your seats
for the Prices collection.

Okay?

Okay.

This is it.
It's you, Mr. Price.

Shit.

Bellissimo.

♪ ♪ You keep lying when
you oughta be truthin' ♪

♪ And you keep losin'
when you oughta not bet ♪

♪ You keep samin'
when you oughta be changin' ♪

♪ Now what's right is right

♪ But you ain't
been right yet ♪

♪ These boots
are made for walking ♪

♪ And that's
just what they'll do ♪

♪ One of these days,
these boots are gonna
walk all over you ♪

♪

♪ I once met a man
with a sense of adventure ♪

♪ He was dressed to thrill
wherever he went ♪

♪ He said, "Let's make love
on a mountain top ♪

♪ Under the stars,
on a big hard rock" ♪

♪ I said, "In these shoes?
I don't think so" ♪

♪ ♪ Here I am,
looking for crime ♪

♪ I'm looking
for some action ♪

♪ What I have
a million times ♪

♪ Will give you satisfaction

♪ So don't you
mess around with me ♪

♪ You won't know
what to do ♪

♪ 'Cause I'll put on
my cha-cha heels ♪

♪ And walk all over you

♪ Gimme, gimme
cha-cha heels ♪

♪ All I want
is cha-cha heels ♪

♪ Gimme, gimme
cha-cha heels ♪

♪ If I don't get
my cha-cha heels,
I'll walk all over you ♪

♪

♪ Zippin' up my boots

♪ Goin' back
to my roots, yeah ♪

♪ To the place
of my birth ♪

♪ Back down to earth

♪ I'm homeward bound,
got my head turned around ♪

♪ Zippin' up my boots

♪ Goin' back to my roots

♪

Come on, Lauren.

Stand by your man, Lauren.

Thank you.

Bellissimo!

Lola, this is,
uh, Charlie from Northampton.

I'm looking
at a shoe fair program...

with a big gap
where you should be.

But I have to say,
unlike most people,

wherever you leave,
you leave a gap, Lola.

You will in Northampton.
You have in Milan.

Listen,
if people ever tell you,
"You look half a man,"

you gotta remember,
actually, that's fine.

I mean, I don't know
what half a man is.

I don't know
what the hell a man is.

But I know that
if it involves being brave,

you are more of a man
than I will ever be.

Good-bye, Lola.

Don't think
that's why I came.

I came for the adulation.

♪

♪

Why am I leaving you?

Aw!

I'm afraid in life,
Lola has
always been drawn...

to the most exciting,

the most daring,

the most...

♪ sexy.

There is tell
of a mystical place,

far north of here,

called Northampton.

Exciting because
it contains
a shoe factory...

struggling to survive
against all the odds.

Daring because
it's run by a man...

brave enough to recognize
that a factory
is its people, not its bricks.

And sexy--

Well, because
now I work there.

The craftsmen of fantasy...

for ladies, gentlemen...

and those of you who are yet--

To make up your mind.

Tonight, I give you
the Kinky Boot Factory.

♪

♪ Yes, sir,
I can boogie ♪

♪ If you stay,
you can't go wrong ♪

♪ I can boogie,
Boogie-woogie ♪

♪ All night long

♪ No, sir

♪ I don't feel
very much like talking ♪

♪ Nor neither walking

♪ You want to know
if I can dance ♪

♪ Yes, sir

♪ Already told you
in the first verse ♪

♪ And in the chorus

♪ But I will give you
one more chance ♪

♪ Oh

♪ Yes, sir,
I can boogie ♪

♪ But I need
a certain song ♪

♪ I can boogie,
Boogie-woogie ♪

♪ All night long

♪ Yes, sir,
I can boogie ♪

♪ If you stay,
you can't go wrong ♪

♪ I can boogie,
Boogie-woogie ♪

♪ All night long

♪ Yes, sir,
I can boogie ♪

♪ But I need
a certain song ♪

♪ I can boogie,
Boogie-woogie ♪

♪ All night long

♪

♪

♪ I once met a man
with a sense of adventure ♪

♪ He was dressed to thrill
wherever he went ♪

♪ He said, "Let's make love
on a mountain top ♪

♪ Under the stars,
on a big hard rock" ♪

♪ I said, "In these shoes?
I don't think so" ♪

♪ I said,
"Honey, let's do it here" ♪

♪ So I'm sitting
at a bar in Guadalajara ♪

♪ In walks a guy
with a faraway look
in his eyes ♪

♪ He said, "I've got
a powerful horse outside ♪

♪ Climb on the back
I'll take you for a ride ♪

♪ I know a little place
We can get there
'fore the break of day ♪

♪ I said,
"In these shoes?
No way, José" ♪

♪ I said, "Honey,
let's stay right here" ♪

♪ Then I met an Englishman

♪ "Oh", he said

♪ "Won't you walk
up and down my spine? ♪

♪ It makes me feel
strangely alive" ♪

♪ I said, "In these shoes?
I doubt you'd survive" ♪

♪ I said,
"Honey, let's do it" ♪

♪

♪ "Let's stay right here"

♪

♪

♪ "Let's stay right here"

♪

♪