made in dagenham london cast – everybody out lyrics
rita:
sometimes in your life
you’ve gotta stand up for
what you know is right
and be prepared to fight
and sometimes in your life
you’ve gotta get up
and look them in the eye
and scream the reason why
it’s a long time coming and we’re ready for a scr-p
it’s a long time coming and we ain’t turning back
all:
everybody out!
get out on the street
and onto the picket line
everybody out!
let’s make it clear
we’re here to send a sign
everybody out!
clare:
if they get angry, well i tell you
we’ll get mean
we’ll chain ourselves
to our sewing machines
all:
everybody out!
sid:
the bl–dy h-ll’s going on here?
bill:
oi, monty, your girls have gone mad
monty:
what is it?
sid:
it’s drugs
bill:
what are you gonna do about it, they’re your flock
sid:
yeah monty, what the flock are you gonna do about it?
monty:
your union does not support unofficial industrial action!
sid:
get back to work!
all:
there’s no more talking
no conversation
(no conversation)
don’t treat us girls
like a poor relation
everybody out!
lisa:
lisa hopkins
hopkins:
give me the phone!
monty:
it’s monty here. nuvb from the river plant
hopkins:
hopkins
monty:
oh, look, mr hopkins. it’s the girls. they’ve all just walked out
hopkins:
shit! put sid on
hey, what time is it in america?
lisa:
i am not the speaking clock!
sid:
sidney
hopkins:
is this a strike?
sid:
all the cl-ssic signs. there’s a brazier, a picket line, and a barricade. if we had an orchestra it could be a bl–dy musical!
all:
it’s always been this way
now it’s got to stop
everybody out!
you starve those at the bottom
to feed those at the top
everybody out!
we’re the can of worms
that you better realise
these worms are turning into b-tterflies
everybody out!
barbara:
prime minister, the ford women have walked out
harold:
but the war’s over, why are women working?
barbara:
well, they’re not working. they’re on strike
harold:
no labour government will be pushed around by a lot of women with dyed hair
barbara:
but they need the seats for the cars!
harold:
well, fit the cars with sunroofs. we can all drive standing up. do i have to think of everything?
all:
ladies, if your fella starts to whinge or starts to moan
eddie:
on strike? we need the money
all:
tell him that you’ll take the strike
right back into your home
eddie:
how long d’you cook an egg for?
all:
let him do the cooking
let him try to make the meals
stan:
27 minutes
all:
and make him do it all day long
in a pair of five inch heels
stan:
well it’s better safe than sorry
all:
everybody out
everybody out
everybody out
everybody out
men:
girls, you’ve done the right thing
we’re behind you all the way
make your point, then back to work
before bank holiday
we’re proud of you and what it is
that you all got to say
but make it quick, get on with it
’cause we’ll struggle on striker’s pay
all:
everybody out
everybody out
everybody out
everybody out
reporter 1:
this way, ladies. smile for the camera!
rita:
i’d have had my hair done if i knew we was gonna be in the
papers
beryl:
i’d have had a shave
connie:
are you national press?
reporter 2:
the guardian
beryl:
well, that’s alright, i don’t know anyone that reads that
sleazy reporter:
now that is beautiful! what’s your name, darling?
sandra:
sandra
sleazy reporter:
right, well show us a bit of leg eh, stella!
beryl:
oi, oi! she’s on strike, she’s not on the game!
sleazy reporter:
this is my card, baby
rita:
let me see that, fiesta!?
beryl:
oh, that’s a bleeding wank mag!
sleazy reporter:
well, you don’t have to…
reporter 2:
ladies, is it your intention to halt production of the new ford cortina?
all:
yes! course it bl–dy well is!
connie:
i know this management
beryl:
b-st-rds!
connie:
they’ll just get their finished seats from liverpool
sandra:
what can we do then?
connie:
we need some working-cl-ss solidarity!
beryl:
f-cking h-ll!
connie:
we need the girls in liverpool to strike!
all:
everybody out
everybody out
everybody out
everybody out
rita:
we’re here to ask a favour
we need you all aboard
we want to shove a rocket
up the -rs- of henry ford
if you stop making seats
then you stop our production line
but if you carry on
this strike is just a waste of time
all:
it ain’t about the money
it’s all about respect
women always coming second
that’s what we reject
dagenham and liverpool
together we’ve got clout
ladies, let me hear you say
everybody out!
everybody out
everybody out
everybody out
everybody out
tooley:
yeah? tooley
hopkins:
we’ve got a strike
tooley:
oh, lord jesus!
hopkins:
yes, well, two strikes, actually
tooley:
you only had one a minute ago
hopkins:
dagenham and liverpool
tooley:
what do the men want?
hopkins:
women
tooley:
men always want women, tell me something i didn’t know
hopkins:
no-no-no, the women are on strike. i’ve got one week’s supply of car seats left. one week before i have to shut down the whole ford uk operation
tooley:
who’s the ring leader?
hopkins:
rita o’grady
tooley:
anarchist? communist?
hopkins:
housewife, and working mother
tooley:
dear god, they’re the worst. right, i’m coming over. put the
kettle on!
all:
everybody out
everybody out
everybody out
everybody out
eddie:
i fed the kids
rita:
oh, what d’you feed them?
sharon and graham:
chips on toast!
rita:
chips on toast? why?
eddie:
well i can cook chips, and i can cook toast
rita:
are you alright, love?
eddie:
yeah, i’ll be alright
rita:
we don’t want pin money we want proper money. equal pay for equal work! what do we want? equal pay! when do we want it? now!
all:
everybody out
everybody out
everybody out
everybody out
get out on the street
and onto that picket line
everybody out!
let’s make it clear
we’re here to send a sign
everybody out!
men:
we won’t be dismissed
and we won’t be ignored
all:
we’ll throw ourselves
under the latest model ford
men:
everybody out!
all:
everybody out
everybody out
everybody
everybody
everybody out
everybody out
everybody
everybody
everybody out
everybody out
everybody
everybody
everybody out
everybody out
everybody out!
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