Pamela, Reginald and others in “Bodies”

I'm thinking I need to start being more confrontational with the customers. Yeah, all right, pet. Lovely. If we're not careful, this place could become a shop. and then really, what's the point? Mm. Who are those for?

They're for me, my dear.

How and where are they to be worn?

Well, that's rather private.

I don't think so. This is not a fetish shop. These knickers are the spark plugs of a revolution.

How thrilling.

The proprietors of this establishment are very influenced by William Reich's theories about mass psychology and fascism.

Ah, that explains a lot.

Reich says that fascism is caused by sеxual repression.

I honestly could not agree more.

If we don't start talking about sеx more, and don't stop being so repressed, we're going to end up with a dictator. Isn't that right, Vivienne? We live to proclaim, not to shame.

Sadly, I'm not in a position to proclaim.

Then I can't sell them to you. Can I, Vivienne? Well, I mean, we can always make an exception. Are we going to be on the news?

In a fashion, yes.

The news? What? Oh! That's who you are! That's who he is! You are him, aren't you?!

If I'm wearing these under my suit tonight, I'll give you a wink. Like this. Just for you. That be all right?

Oh, that's lovely. Isn't that lovely? There's no returns on the underwear, OK?

Perish the thought. But not the rubber.

Isn't he lovely? Is there a review?

Hmm?

What's it say, then?

Oh, I'm just reading the small ads. Do you know it's still possible to buy loon pants?

Who is doing that? We should get ourselves a pack of hounds and hunt them down. Look at this one. Got a big bag. Definitely a dipper. I'll cover the door.

I hear that Sеx the Shop is where one can find sеx the Pistols. Johnny. The Marquee. I saw him singing and spitting. It was wonderful. I was wondering if you had his address?

I'm sorry, we don't give out that kind of information. Please open your bag.

But I don't wanna do that.

I'm afraid you have no choice.

No choice?

No.

Oh... That's right.

Please open your bag.

No! Get away from me! [Cries]

Are you all right? I'm sorry. I'm... I'm sorry. It's all right. Let's get you into this chair. Water. I'm sorry. It's fine. You're all right. :Viv: This is my shop. May I be of some assistance, madam?

That's lovely, thank you. So kind.

What kind of assistance would you like?

Oh... Where do I start? I need so much assistance. Every kind, really.

I will need to look in your bag, though.

You're nice. So I don't mind.

No! Get out!

But I don't wanna get out because I do really like it here.

Get out! Get out! Get out!

OK. I... I can see you're really busy.

The bag! Get the bag out of here now!

Go! Next time, eh, bab?

Throw her out!