1. Mrs Johnstone:
The jury found him guilty
sent himdown for seven years
though heacted liketheygave him life,
he couldn't stop the tears.
And when we went to visit him
he didn't want to know,
it seems likejail’s sent him off therails.
Just likeMarilyn Monroe
his mind's gonedancing
can't stop dancing
Theyshowed him to a doctor
and after routine test
a prescriptionnote thedoctorwrote
for thechronicallydepressed.
And now thetears have stopped
he sits and counts thedays to go
and treats his ills with dailypills
just like Marilyn Monroe
Theystop hismind from dancing
stop it dancing
Linda:
what are y' doin'?
Mickey:
what?I'm takin' me tablet.
Linda:
listen, Mickey I’ve toldy'they're just junk.
You'llbe homesoon, Mickey,and youshould
come off them.
Mickey:
Why?I need... I need to takethese.
Linda:
Listen, Mickey, you've...
Mickey:
No! See, he says, thedoctor,he said.
Linda:
What didhe say?
Mickey:
he said, about me nerves an' howI get
depressed an' I need to take thesecos they
make me better...
Linda:
I get depressed but I don't takethose.You
don't need those,Mickey
Mickey:
leave me alone,will y'? I can't cope with this.
I'm not well. The doctorsaid, didn't he, I’m not
well... I can't do things. Just leave me alone
Linda.
Mrs Johnstone:
With grace for goodbehaviour
he got out before his time
thefamily and theneighbours toldhim
he was lookin'fine.
But he's feelin' fifteen years older
and his speech is rather slow
and his neighbours said
you'dthink hewas dead
likeMarilyn Monroe
no cause for dancing
no more dancing...
Mickey
Where's me tabletsgone, Linda?
Linda:
Mickey youpromised.
Mickey:
I know I promised but I can't do without them.
Linda:
look.We've... We've managed to sort ourselves
thisfar but what's theuse if
Mickey:
Have we sorted ourselves out?Do youthink I’m
reallystupid?
Linda:
What?
Mickey:
You sorted it out.You an' councilorEddieLyons.
Now give me tablets...I need them.
Linda:
an' what about what I need? I need you.
I love you.
