RMrs. Richards
Now listen to me. I booked a room with a bath. When I book a room with a bath I expect to get a bath.
(confused) You've got a bath.
RMrs. Richards
I'm not paying Seven Pounds Twenty Pence per night plus VAT for a room without a bath.
[goes into the bathroom] There is your bath.
RMrs. Richards
You call that a bath? It's not big enough to drown a mouse. It's disgraceful...
[quietly] I wish you were a mouse, I'd show you...
RMrs. Richards
And another thing. I booked a room with a view.
[quietly to Manuel] Deaf, mad and blind. [Goes to the window] Yes, this is the view as I remember it, yes, yes, this is it.
RMrs. Richards
When I pay for a room with a view, I expect something more interesting than that.
RMrs. Richards
Well it's not good enough.
Well, may I ask what you expected to see out of a Torquay hotel bedroom window? Sydney Opera House, perhaps? The Hanging Gardens of Babylon? Herds of wildebeest sweeping majestically...?
RMrs. Richards
Don't be silly. I expect to be able to see the sea.
You can see the sea. It's over there between the land and the sky.
RMrs. Richards
I'd need a telescope to see that.
Well, then, may I suggest you move to a hotel nearer the sea? [mutters] Or preferably in it.
RMrs Richards
Now listen to me. I am not satisfied. However, I have decided to stay. But I shall expect a reduction.
Why, because Krakatoa's not erupting at the moment?
RMrs Richards
Because the room is cold, the bath is too small, the view is invisible and the radio doesn't work.
No, the radio works. [mutters] You don't.
I'll see if I can fix it [mutters] you scabby old bat. (walks over to the radio and turns it up loud, then turns it off)
Madam, may I ask do you have a hearing aid?
[shouting] A hearing aid!
RMrs Richards
Yes I do have a hearing aid!
Would you like me to get it mended?
RMrs Richards
Mended? It's working perfectly fine.
RMrs Richards
I haven't got it turned on at the moment.
RMrs Richards
The battery runs out. Now what sort of reduction are you prepared to give me on this room?
[whispering] 60% if you turn it on.
My wife handles all such matters, she'll be delighted to discuss it with you.
(muttering) you heard that all right didn't you...
[Mrs Richards comes down the stairs]
RMrs Richards
Hello! [Polly comes out of the office] Girl. There's no paper in my room. Why don't you check these things? That's what you're being paid for, isn't it?
Well we don't put it in the rooms
RMrs Richards
[shocked] In the Lounge?!
I'll get you some. Do you want plain ones, or ones with our address on it?
RMrs Richards
[still shocked] Address on it?!
How many sheets? [Mrs Richards looks appalled] Well how many are you going to use?
RMrs Richards
[banging the desk bell] Manager!
Just enough for one? Tell me!
RMrs Richards
Manager! Manager!
RMrs. Richards
Now, listen to me. I booked a room with a bath. When I book a room with a bath, I expect to get a bath.
[confused] You’ve got a bath.
RMrs. Richards
I’m not paying seven pounds twenty pence per night plus V.A.T. for a room without a bath.
[goes into the bathroom] There is your bath.
RMrs. Richards
[looks at it] You call that a bath? It’s not big enough to drown a mouse. It’s disgraceful.
[sotto] I wish you were a mouse, I’d show you...
RMrs. Richards
And another thing: I asked for a room with a view.
[sotto to Manuel] Deaf, mad, and blind. [goes to the window, in a louder voice] Uh, this is the view as far as I can remember, madam. Yes, yes, this is it.
RMrs. Richards
When I pay for a view, I expect something more interesting than that.
Well, that is Torquay, madam.
RMrs. Richards
Well, it’s not good enough.
Well, may I ask what you were expecting to see out of a Torquay hotel bedroom window? Sydney Opera House, perhaps? Hanging Gardens of Babylon? Herds of wildebeests sweeping majestically—?
RMrs. Richards
Don’t be silly. I expect to be able to see the sea.
You can see the sea, [pointing out with his index finger] it’s over there between the land and the sky.
RMrs. Richards
I need a telescope to see that.
Well, may I suggest that you consider moving to a hotel closer to the sea?... [sotto] Or preferably in it.
RMrs Richards
Right. Now, listen to me. I’m not satisfied, but I’ve decided to stay here. However, I shall expect a reduction.
Why, because Krakatoa’s not erupting at the moment?
RMrs Richards
Because the room is cold, the bath is too small, the view is invisible, and the radio doesn’t work.
No, the radio works. [sotto] You don’t.
I’ll see if I can fix it, [sotto] you scabby old bat.
[He turns it on loudly; it works fine; Manuel plugs his ears]
I think we got something then.
I think we got something then!
RMrs Richards
[looking at Manuel with his fingers in his ears] What are you doing?
[Basil swats him upside the head]
Madam, don’t think me rude, but may I ask, do you by any chance have a hearing aid?
RMrs Richards
Yes, I do have a hearing aid!
Would you like me to get it mended?
RMrs Richards
Mended? It’s working perfectly alright.
RMrs Richards
I haven’t got it turned on at the moment.
RMrs Richards
The battery runs down. Now, what sort of reduction are you prepared to give me on this room?
[sotto] 60% if you turn it on.
My wife handles all such matters, I’m sure she’ll be delighted to discuss it with you.
RMrs Richards
I shall speak to her after lunch.
[sotto, bowing] You heard that alright, didn’t you?
Thank you so much. Uh, lunch will be served at half past twelve.
RMrs Richards
[leaving the room] I can get downstairs by myself.
"Down" the stairs? Oh well, don't stop when you get to the basement! Keep straight on! Give my regards to the Earth's core!
[to Mrs Richards] Are you sure you can manage?
If you give us any more trouble, I shall visit you in the small hours and put a bat up your nightdress!
Well, that was fun, wasn't it, dear? The odd moment like that? It's almost worth staying alive for, isn't it? It's nice to share a moment like that, isn't it, dear? It's what marriage is all about. I know – I read about it on the back of a matchbox.
You know, Basil, sometimes...
[puts his arm round her waist] Seriously, Sybil. Do you remember the first time we were... manacled together – we used to laugh quite a lot.
[puts his hand back] Yes, but not at the same time, Basil. [exits]
Ah, that's true. That was a warning all right, wasn't it? Should have spotted that, shouldn't I? Zhoom! What was that? That was your life, mate! Oh, that was quick. Do I get another? Sorry, mate. That's your lot.
Back to the world of dreams... Yes, dear?
Give it another fifteen years?