A Hard Day's Night

Pardon me for asking, but who's that
little old man?
-What little old man?
-That little old man.
-Oh, that one. That's my grandfather.
-Your grandfather?
-That's not your grandfather.
-It is, you know.
But I've seen your grandfather.
He lives in your house.
That's my other grandfather, but he's
my grandfather as well.
How do you reckon that one out?
Everyone's entitled to two, aren't
they? And that's my other one.
We know all that, but what's he doing
here?
-Mother thought the trip'd do him good.
-How's that?
He's nursing a broken heart.
Poor old thing.
Are you nursing a broken heart?
He's a nice old man, isn't he?
He's very clean.

-Hello, Grandfather.
-Hello.
He can talk then, can he?
Of course.
He's a human being, isn't he?
If he's your grandfather, who knows?
-And we're looking after him, are we?
-I'll look after meself.
Yeah, that's what I'm afraid of.
He's got you worried, then?
Him? He's a villain, a real mixer.
And he'll cost you a fortune in breach
of promise cases.
-Get on.
-No, straight up.
-Hello, Shake.
-Hello, Shake.
You got on all right, then?
No.
We're here. Norm will be along in a
minute with the tickets.
Who's the little old man?
It's Paul's grandfather.
-But I thought--
-No, That's his other one.
Oh, that's all right, then.
Clean though, isn't he?
Aye. He's very clean.
Thank God, you all got here. I've had
a marvelous idea.
Once, let's all try to behave like
ordinary respectable citizens.
Let's not cause trouble or pull any
strokes.