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MRS WILKINSON: Tom.
Grandma! It's over here!
No. You're all right.
And this woman, this beautiful woman,
Hello.
Thank you, Mr Braithwaite. And...
He is out on strike, isn't he?
Sort of disappear.
not just in ballet, but in their ordinary academic work.
What have we got here, then?
(SIREN WAILING OUTSIDE)
I forgot me gloves.
Right, Mr Braithwaite. The Sun Will Come Out Tomorrow.
He did it! He fucking did it!
There's not much of this coal left.
then I forget everything.
Come on.
If you're a fucking ballet dancer, then let's be having you.
How tiny?
If you want to piss about with your little mates, that's fine with me.
Do you wanna try? You can have one of me mom's.
I could have been a professional dancer.
Why do they sleep in separate beds?
Fucking great Christmas this has been.
Don't know. Never been.
Please. Please.
And you are?
(UPBEAT SONG PLAYING IN HOUSE)
Open, and lift your chest. Right. Let's do it again.
Not after all this time! Not after everything we've been through!
Aren't me hands cold?
George. George. There's somebody in the club.
boxing or
He's not doing any more fucking ballet,
Christ almighty! What was that?
Lift and breathe.
(EXHALES)
You're me best mate.
Callie?!?!
Durham? Isn't there an amazing cathedral?
Look forward, beyond your fingertips.
What the bloody hell are you doing here?
Oi! Dancing boy!
Look at yourselves! Look in the mirror!
It was a waste of fucking time!
(DISTANT SIREN WAILING)
Go on. Have some.
that's your funeral.
(RHYTHMIC BALLET MUSIC PLAYING)
This is when you go out and find life,
i want to see your fanny
I don't want a childhood. I want to be a ballet dancer.
Listen, Son,
No. By meself.
And five, and six, and seven, and stop. For God's sake.
and if you go anywhere near him again, I'll smack you one, you middle-class cow!
Scab! Scab! Scab! Scab! Scab! Scab...
Especially when I remember her all of a sudden.
Why don't you come tomorrow?
Go back to sleep.
and I am proud that you were mine.
No. Look, they're not interested in how much ballet you know.
You been playing my records, you little twat!
(INAUDIBLE)