Headmaster
Ah, Irwin! Splendid news!
[pops the cork of a bottle of champagne]
Headmaster
Splendid news! Posner a scholarship! Dakin an exhibition! And places for everybody else!
[cops a feel of Fiona's bum]
Headmaster
It's... it's more then one could have ever hoped for! Irwin you are to be congratulated! A remarkable achievement! Oh and, you too, you too Dorothy of course, you, ah, laid the foundation.
Headmaster
Not Rudge. Oh, dear.
Tom Irwin
He said nothing, the others have all had letters.
Headmaster
There's always an outside chance. It's a pity, it would have been good to have a clean swoop.
[Rudge appears at the door, but only seen by Mrs. Lintott]
Headmaster
Still as I've said all along, you can't polish a turd.
Mrs. Lintott
[Rudge leaves and Mrs. Lintott takes after him down the hallway]
Rudge!
[Rudge stops and turns around]
[Rudge shakes his head]
Rudge
Why should I? They told me when I was there.
Rudge
What for? I got in.
Rudge
How come they told me, or how come they took a thick sod like me?... I had family connections.
Mrs. Lintott
[incredulously]
Somebody in your family went to Christ Church?
Rudge
In a manner of speaking, my Dad, before he got married he was a college servant there. This old, parson, who just been sitting there most of the interview, suddenly said was I related to Bill Rudge who was a scout in staircase seven in the ninety-fifties. So, said he was my Dad, and they said I was the kind of candidate they were looking for. Mind you I did do the other stuff, like Stalin was a sweetie and Wilfred Owen was a wuss. They said I was plainly someone who thought for himself, and exactly what the college rugger team needed.
Rudge
It's not like winning a match.