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hwp Freddy, go and find a cab.
Do you want me to catch pneumonia?
Dont just stand there, Freddy.
Go and find a cab.
All right, Ill get one.
Look where youre goin, dear.
Look where youre goin!
Im so sorry.
Two bunches o violets trod in the mud.
A full days wages.
-Freddy, go and find a cab.
-Yes, Mother.
Hes your son, is he?
If youd done your duty
as a mother should...
...you wouldnt let im spoil a poor girls
flowrs and run away without payin.
Go about your business, my girl.
And you wouldnt go off
without payin, either.
Two bunches o violets trod in the mud.
Sir, is there any sign of it stopping?
Im afraid not. Its worse than before.
If its worse, its a sign its nearly over.
Cheer up, Captn,
buy a flowr off a poor girl.
Im sorry, I havent any change.
I can change alf a crown.
Take this for tuppence.
I told you, Im awfully sorry.
Wait a minute.
Oh, yes. Heres three ha pence,
if thats any use to you.
Thank you, sir.
You be careful.
Better give im a flower for it.
Theres a bloke here behind that pillar...
...takin down every blessed word
youre sayin.
I aint done nothin wrong
by speakin to the gentleman.
Ive a right to sell flowrs
if I keep off the curb.
Im a respectable girl, so help me.
I never spoke to him except to ask him
to buy a flowr off me.
-Whats the bloomin noise?
-A tecs takin her down.
Im makin an honest livin.
Whos doing all that shouting?
Sir, dont let im charge me.
You dunno what it means to me.
Theyll take away me character
and drive me on the streets...
...for speakin to gentlemen.
There, there. Whos hurting you,
you silly girl? Whatd you take me for?
On my Bible oath, I never spoke a word.
Shut up! Do I look like a policeman?
Whyd ya take down me words?
Ow do I know you took me down right?
You just show me
what you wrote abut me.
That aint proper writin. I cant read it.
I can.
"l say, Captn,
now buy a flowr off a poor girl."
Oh, its cause I called him "Captn."
I meant no arm. Sir, dont let him lay
a charge against me for a word like that.
Ill make no charge.
Really, sir, if you are a detective...
...you neednt protect me
against molestation from young women...
...until I ask you.
Anyone could tell the girl meant no harm.
He aint no tec. Hes a gentleman.
Look at his boots.
How are all your people down at Selsey?
Who told you my people
come from Selsey?
Never mind, they do.
How do you come to be up so far east?
You were born in Lisson Grove.
What arm is there
in my leavin Lisson Grove?
It werent fit for pigs to live.
I had to pay four and six a week.
Live where you like but stop that noise!
Come, come, he cant touch you.
Youve a right to live where you please.
Im a good girl, I am.
-Where do I come from?
-Hawkestone.
Who said I didnt?
Blimey, you know everything, you do.
You, sir, do you think
you could find me a taxi?
Madam, its stopped raining.
You can get a motorbus to Hampton Court.
Isnt that where you live?
What impertinence!
Tell im where he comes from,
if you wanta go fortune-telling.
Cheltenham, Harrow...
...Cambridge and...
...lndia?
Quite right.
He aint a tec, hes a bloomin busybody.
Do you do this sort of thing
for a living at a music hall?
I have thought of it.
Perhaps I will one day.
Hes no gentleman, he aint,
to interfere with a poor girl!
How do you do it, may I ask?
Simple phonetics. The science of speech.
Thats my profession. Also my hobby.
Anyone can spot an lrishman
or a Yorkshireman by his brogue...
...but I can place a man within six miles.
I can place im within two miles in London.
Sometimes within two streets.
Ought to be ashamed of imself,
unmanly coward.
-Is there a living in that?
-Oh, yes.
Let him mind his own business
and leave a poor girl alone.
Cease this detestable
boohooing instantly...
...or else seek the shelter
of some other place of worship!
I have a right to be here if I like,
same as you!
A woman who utters such disgusting,
depressing noises...
...has no right to be anywhere,
no right to live.
Remember, youre a human with a soul...
...and the divine gift of articulate speech.
Your native language is the language
of Shakespeare and...
...Milton and the Bible. Dont sit there
crooning like a bilious pigeon.
"Look at her, a prisoner of the gutters
"Condemned by every syllable she utters
"By right she should be taken out and hung
"For the cold-blooded murder
of the English tongue"
Heavens, what a sound!
"This is what the British population
"Calls an elementary education"
Come, sir, I think youve picked
a poor example.
Did l?
"Hear them down in Soho Square
Dropping Hs everywhere
"Speaking English any way they like
"Hey, you, sir, did you go to school?
"What ya tike me for, a fool?
"No one taught him take instead of tike
"Hear a Yorkshireman, or worse
Hear a Cornishman converse
"ld rather hear a choir singing flat
"Chickens cackling in a barn
Just like this one
"Garn!
"Garn!
"l ask you, sir, what sort of word is that?
"lts aoow and garn
that keep her in her place
"Not her wretched clothes and dirty face
"Why cant the English
teach their children ho
