Alan Bates — Tired with all these, for restful death I cry

10-4

Act I (A room in a house in west London. A night in winter): Here we are. Sit down (Aston, Davies)

Act I: Did you see what happened with that one? (Davies, Aston)

Act I: This your room? (Davies, Aston)

Act I: I'll tell you what, mate, you haven't got a spare pair of shoes? (Davies, Aston)

Act I: Would - would you like to sleep here? (Aston, Davies)

Act I: How are you off for money? (Aston, Davies)

Act I: Any time you want to, get into bed, just get in (Aston, Davies)

Act I: [black-out]

Act I: [lights up] - What? What's this? What's this? (Davies, Aston)

Act I: I think I'll take a stroll down the road (Aston, Davies)

Act I: See this plug? (Aston, Davies)

Act I: Well, I'll be seeing you then (Aston, Davies)

Act I: Locked (Davies, Mick)

Act II (The same. A few seconds later): Well? (Mick, Davies)

Act II: Intending to settle down here? (Mick, Davies)