Hold on a minute. You've got hands, Mr. Connolly. Two big hands. So why's that your wife's job?
EEddie
Well it's housework, isn't it?
And that's a woman's job?
Mr. Connolly, what gender is the Queen?
And are you suggesting that the Queen does the housework?
EEddie
[eyes widening] No! No, not at all!
ECEddie Connolly
Now you listen here, Doctor. You may have fancy qualifications, but what goes on under my roof is my business!
A lot of people are being bundled into--
ECEddie Connolly
[fiercely] I am TALKING!
[stands up and matches Eddie] AND I'M NOT LISTENING!
[Eddie backs up, gobsmacked. Everyone else in the room looks completely taken aback]
Now you, Mr. Connolly — you are staring into a deep, dark pit of trouble if you don't let me help! So I'm ordering you, SIR; tell me what's going on!
ECEddie Connolly
Listen, you little twerp! You're hardly out of the blooming' cradle, so I don't expect you to understand, but I've got a position to maintain! People round here respect me! It matters what people think!
TCTommy Connolly
Is that why you did it, Dad?
ECEddie Connolly
What do you mean? Did what?
TCTommy Connolly
You ratted on Gran! How else would the police know where to look, unless some coward told them?!
ECEddie Connolly
HOW DARE YOU! Do you think I fought a war just so a mouthy little SCUM LIKE YOU COULD CALL ME A COWARD?!
TCTommy Connolly
You don't get it, do you? You fought against fascism, remember?! People telling you how to live, who you could be friends with, who you could fall in love with, who could live and who had to die. Don't you get it? You were fighting so that little twerps like me could do what we want, say what we want! Now you've become just like them. You've been informing on everyone, haven't you? Even Gran. All to protect your precious reputation!
RCRita Connolly
Eddie, is that true?
ECEddie Connolly
I did it for us, Rita! SHE WAS FILTHY! A FILTHY, DISGUSTING THING!
RCRita Connolly
[appalled] She's my mother. All the others you informed on, all the people in our street, our friends...
ECEddie Connolly
I had to! I... I did the right thing!
RCRita Connolly
The right thing for us, or for you, Eddie? You go, Tommy. Go with the Doctor and do some good. Get away from this house and its poison. [to Eddie, angrily] We've had a ruddy monster under this roof, all right, but it weren't my mother! [slams the door on him]