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Hold it.
Yes. Well, we have a very enthusiastic letter from Mrs Wilkinson,
Scab! Scab! Scab! Scab! Scab! Scab!
I shouldn't worry. It won't last long.
Now wait a minute!
TOM: I've heard a lot about you.
And one, and two, and three,
Strong position. Weight on both legs.
me to you
Do you think being a ballet dancer would be better than being a miner?
MAN: Stand by, please.
and you come around here talking shite!
Then maybe I should have a word with him.
That's all right with you, is it?
Except for a few hours every night
(BOTH ARGUING)
OFFICER: Robert Taylor.
(BUS ENGINE STARTING)
MAN: Thank you.
I brought tape and all.
-Smith. -FOREMAN: Smith.
You're stuck in some crummy boxing hall.
Well, you wanna think about that, don't you, son?
Give us a hand.
I was talking about the auditions.
Oh, Billy!
referred to members of the striking National Union of Mineworkers
I've been thinking of the Royal Ballet School.
Pay attention. Arms. Like this. All right?
MRS WILKINSON: I know this might be difficult for you,
use the bottom end of the boxing hall for her ballet lessons.
Dad!
Go! Go!
Well, that blows it.
-Did she give you it? -She doesn't know.
I think you should get yourself a trade, son.
Miss, what have I blown?
Let's give a boy a fucking chance!
And it's one.
And one.
Post!
To dance in.
Greavesy, he's just pissing about. Now, get stuck in and give him a belt.
If it costs more money to pay everybody to dig the coal out
and the traditions of this boxing hall.
Right.
Right into the centre, girls, please.
Powerful! Proud!
Is this a friend of yours, then?
I am, Miss!
Support yourselves! Don't look at me. Look ahead!
You're not going until you do it properly.
One, two, three, four...
He's just a fucking little kid.
Turn that leg out.
I'm telling you, the whole frigging world's gonna be on that picket line this morning.
I didn't come here to be patronized.
We're going back.
Don't be upset. It's only a stupid audition.
I'm busting my ass for those 50 pences, and you're... No!
There!
Nerve-racking, isn't it?
Have you got the spot?
Give us the bag.
I don't know. Second. Like a princess.
Of course.
Go on. I dare you.