Comedy drama series. When Dad, Amber and the family move into a bigger flat, Fran, Jake and the girls clash over who will have the extra bedroom.
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Best job ever.
I'm a bubble wrap fiend.
I'm allowed one pop per mug.
BUBBLE WRAP POPS
So, guess what.
Oh, you're not bringing this old thing.
I'll have you know this is a...
Oh, what's the word?
It begins with an H.
We're not moving far. In fact,
we're not even leaving the building, but the new flat
is bigger and WAY cooler.
It's a fresh, new start and I'm so excited, I feel like I'm about to...
Bubble wrap! Why didn't you tell me?
Honestly, you're such a big kid.
Who nicked my bubble wrap?
Right, come here, you.
We'll miss this flat, but something had to give,
what with Amber's lot AND me and Lauren.
We were stuffed in like a pile of moody hamsters.
It's all gone.
-And that's my seat.
-We eat in shifts, remember?
Yes, so shift.
Jake had to sit on the bin, but Dad made us emergency pancakes.
We love his pancakes and he's not exactly stingy with syrup.
Guess what, guess what?
Mrs McLeish is moving into sheltered accommodation.
-So...her flat's for rent.
And it's got three bedrooms.
So, Dad rang up and he got it.
Now, we're off without a backward look.
Come on, Millie. We're going to miss the big moment.
What have you GOT in here?
Books. And my book shelves.
-Hey, hey, should score, must score.
Oh, can you actually see the ball on that teeny-weeny screen?
-This is Trey.
-Yes, thanks, Trey.
Oh, anyone fancy a biccie?
Biccie? Don't be embarrassing, yeah? We're not FIVE.
The magic moment!
Wait, wait, wait!
-Carry her in.
-You're right, pal.
Come on now, come on.
-I hate this.
SHE SHRIEKS, HE GROANS
I know, the carpet does make you feel a bit sick.
Looks like somebody already has been.
-You're a fine one to talk about carpets.
Cool living room.
Wow, it has a kitchen.
We started redecorating.
I've got zones and themes.
And I've got paint and a brush.
Wow, loving this room.
There's more rooms.
-This is so me.
-Oh, this is the master bedroom, sweetheart, sorry.
For the master!
-But I'll share it with you.
-Oh, come on, there's two more bedrooms.
Whoa, look at this.
Someone call 999 design.
Hello? They could have at least waited for us.
You've got a lot of stuff to carry, Millie.
What lucky boy gets this room?
This is great. Our first place together as a proper family.
Oh, come on.
Oh, hi, you two.
-What do you reckon?
Bagsy this chest.
Don't start with the bagsys.
You can't undo a bagsy.
Hang on, what about me?
I'm too old to share with a boy any more.
He's not a boy, he's just Jake.
They're only here half the time. They can share with him.
Hello, have you in fact literally lost your mind?
Bagsy the other bedroom!
This could get tricky without a plan.
Please tell me you have a plan?
Of course. We'll let them decide.
-I get to go first.
-We need a window at night!
Oh, what are you? A bat?
We're all one family now.
We'll just let them figure it out.
Kids have a natural sense of fair play.
-I want my privacy.
RELAXING MUSIC PLAYS
-What're you doing?
-I am meditating.
It is mentally cleansing.
As Buddha says, this is spiritual, under your spell,
phenomenal, the way you make me feel.
Hey, wasn't that Katy Perry?
Not...that I listen to her.
Well, we want to watch TV, so...
I shall find somewhere else.
Oh, wavy garms.
-Is that your dad, Bro?
He's the lodger.
Oh, son, I signed that permission slip.
-It's in your school bag.
-Thank you very much...
for doing that... while my dad's away.
-What have you been doing?
-Fran, be reasonable!
One for us, one for you guys.
-No, Jake eats crisps on my bed.
I have to change in the bathroom and he calls me Fran Pants.
She's being so stubborn!
I mean, it's obvious you and I should share a room,
but we just have to wait until...
-What are you doing?
Watch the door. We have to establish ownership.
Looks like we just got owned.
I'm just going to say it.
Do you get the feeling like this is a new start,
Look, it's bad enough I have to share with you but why should I
share with her as well? She's got her own annoying sibling.
Maybe we should just talk to her about it.
I say we get Dad to stick up for us, because if he won't, who will? Hm?
Thanks, Tony, my room is amazing.
Oh, your room. So you've decided between yourselves, then.
Dad, can you just tell them?
We're sharing one room and they can have the other one.
You've talked to them about it, right?
No, we thought you'd back us up.
I don't think it's fair to take sides, love.
It's much better if you sort it out yourselves.
Not take sides?
He's our DAD.
So what do we do now?
The way I see it, we're like the two Cinderellas in that fairy tale.
There's only one Cinderella.
Whatever. I mean, they're the new family and we're in the way.
But Dad wouldn't just choose...
It's Cinderella all over again. Who does he choose?
The goose that lays the golden egg or the ugly ducklings?
Wow, that fairy tale really does have everything.
Shush. Go, go.
-Oh, you freak.
Oh, we need to do something.
-I don't know, you're the ideas person.
But we can't just make Dad choose.
Because he may choose to side with them.
Would it help if I lie on the living room floor and freak out?
-Let's make that Plan B.
-So what is Plan A?
Girls, are you OK in there?
Won't be a minute.
Hello, we need to hurry.
OK, look, does it really matter where we sleep?
I am not sleeping in the bathtub, if that's what you were thinking.
So let's just sleep full-time at Mum's.
What? And give up altogether?
No, we're not giving up.
Dad wants us to sort this out for ourselves, right?
Well, we are. We're taking control.
Well, I don't like to boast, but...
We take control, threaten to leave and then force Dad to choose us!
You are ruthless, girl!
No, that's not what I said.
OK, that was not the plan, but I guess it MIGHT work.
-Hiya. Only me.
I brought the tea tray(!)
Tea, Trey, tea, Trey.
What are you DOING?
Well, I've come to have a cuppa with...
It's OK, really.
Listen, how about you get back to
your meditating, seeing as you're still rocking those weird trousers?
Craig said my trousers are weird.
To be fair, he has got a point.
Are you saying my loose-fitting yogic loons are...
Why are you so pleased?
For a second there, I thought it was me.
Oh, I remember this.
Oh, not that old thing.
My theme for this zone is called Vibes, not '70s Motel.
-Well, where shall I put it, then?
-Don't tempt me.
Hey, you two. You off somewhere?
Hey, Dad, we've got this whole bedroom thing sussed.
Oh, you have? That's great.
Yes, the plan is Millie's.
We've decided to sleep at Mum's, full-time.
-That way there's room for everyone, including Princess Fran.
But there's bags of room here. I'm sure we can work out a way.
-I'm not sharing with Jake.
I'm having my own room.
Look, Dad - look, it's fine.
We'll still come here all the time.
You'll hardly notice we're gone.
Of course I'll notice.
If that's what you really want.
Yeah, it is.
I don't get it. When are they coming back?
I don't know, Jake. Let's just wait and see, hey?
What are you two trying to pull?
We're just being reasonable, because someone had to be.
And let's face it, it wasn't going to be you, Fran Pants.
What just happened?
-Dad was meant to talk us out of it.
-Well, he didn't, did he?
-So what now?
-We go back to Mum's and just get on with it.
Maybe it'll be all right, you know,
like when Cinderella moved in with the seven dwarfs.
Yo, big C.
Hiya, sorry about before.
You must've thought, "Craig's old man's a bit weird".
I'm just a regular guy with weird trousers.
So, are you coming along later, then?
-Er, coming where?
-Oh, didn't Craig mention it?
We go bird spotting on Saturdays.
His first time out, he bagged two wagtails and a tree creeper.
Dad! Trey, I went there the once and you swore you wouldn't tell anyone.
I'm proud of you, son.
No lie, Bro, he's a born twitcher.
It's not my trousers, it's me, isn't it?
-I embarrass him.
I've been embarrassing my girls for years. Learn to enjoy it.
But Craig and me, we're mates!
Newsflash, they find new mates.
Seriously, don't worry... Best thing to do is just leave him alone.
-Well, how long for?
-About...ten years should do it.
Well, isn't THIS nice?
-If you think about it...
-I tried that, I didn't like it.
It's good we don't have to keep going back and forth.
You know how stressed you get when you forget your blanky.
I don't know what you're talking about. Where is my blanky?
I don't believe it. My blanky!
OK, it's not a big deal.
It just helps me sleep, all right, even when I'm in the wrong bed.
OK, so it's not ideal, but I had to come up with something and I think
we're being very mature, so,
everyone here took the news pretty well,
more or less.
Well, of course you can sleep here full-time.
-This is your home.
-No, you can't!
There's enough hairballs in the shower as it is.
-You can't just spring this on me.
I'm not psychologically prepared.
Well, next time we'll arrange... counselling!
Except Craig, but he'll get used to it.
Yo! So my mate's coming over tomorrow,
which means you two can go out and stay out.
Actually, I think I was going to
invite my friends over for a soapathon.
No, this is my time.
When I get a break from my girlie oppressors.
Lauren! This is not over!
SHE CLEARS HER THROAT
It makes me feel secure.
This rug has seen me through some dark times.
How did getting a bigger place mean we can't all be together?
You did say they should sort it out for themselves.
Why didn't you stop me?
Clearly it's a stupid idea, and now my girls have gone.
You could always call them and ask them to come back.
Oh, no, I don't have to like their choice, but I have to respect it.
There's just girls' stuff everywhere.
Oh, bombshell. I wonder what happened there.
Well, keeping two families happy
is like spinning plates, and spinning plates is not
one of Tony's strong points.
Well, he's managed OK till now.
Oh, it looked that way, didn't it?
But who has to clear up after him
when they get back from the flat of anarchy? No, it's better this way.
You know, I can look after them properly.
Make sure they get their veggies in, you know, get to bed early,
keep their room tidy.
All right, so Dad doesn't exactly crack the whip.
I don't think he even knows what a whip is.
You two still up?
What time is it?
I'm not going to lie, Dad, it's late.
I'm hungry. Who fancies pancakes?
Which IS kind of fun.
No, Mum's right, we're better off here.
What? I couldn't find the spoons.
We need to get organised.
Millie's the organiser, but they don't like us any more.
Who? Millie and Lauren? You don't really think that, do you?
They left, didn't they? I thought they cared about us
more than some stupid room. Guess I was wrong.
Oh, I'm sitting on bubble wrap.
I made pancakes.
Oh, yum! I'm going to put Kale Crunchies on mine.
-I miss Dad's pancakes.
These are all healthy or something.
-Let's go there after.
-No, I want them in my pyjamas.
They don't taste the same once you have to get dressed.
And that's in no way unreasonable?
Oh, girls, remember, you two are going out.
No, we're not.
Remind me why this was such a great idea.
Because we are in control.
Maybe I could take you and Trey go-karting later, if you want.
No, thanks, mate. See, this is the Bro zone
and the girls here are going out.
So it looks like we're not welcome here, either.
Craig's shoving us out and Lauren's blaming me.
Well, at least Mike's still happy.
Craig never says no to go-karting.
I've lost him, Millie.
I'm going round to Dad's.
Who knows, maybe he's missing us.
-Millie's on her way up.
Remember, respect her choice.
OK, remember, don't make him choose.
Millie. This is a nice surprise.
Told you we'd be round all the time.
-Liking the colour.
-Ah, well, it's starting to come together,
-now we got rid of one or two of our old things.
And Amber's got some bright ideas about Fran and Jake's rooms.
Rooms? One for each of them, then?
Aye, you were right.
It's a great idea. It really works.
Oh, and I would hate to throw away my old rug.
Do you and Lauren fancy having it at Mum's?
No! We don't want your smelly old rug!
We wanted a room and by the way,
you've rollered over a light switch.
Get a grip.
It was my idea.
And it's fine that Dad's so happy.
And I bet Fran's having a ball in her new room.
KNOCK AT DOOR
Hi. I hear everything's going great
now you've got rid of us.
What? You walked out.
-You made it pretty clear that you didn't want to share.
Am I not allowed to say that?
You can't have your own room and us here too, Fran.
That's impossible, unless we defy gravity and sleep on the ceiling.
Well, I DO want you here, but not if you hate us.
We don't hate you, we just didn't want to make Dad choose.
Cos he'd pick Amber and you two.
As if! Your dad's been moping around like a depressed tortoise ever since
He was full of the joys just now.
He's pretending - for you.
You know, for a smart kid, you can be really dumb.
This is a disaster.
If this is Cinderella,
then everything just turned back into mice and pumpkins.
I need my ugly sister over here.
And I've told you, all right, THIS...
is the Bro zone.
MESSAGE ALERT BEEPS
Well, I need to go to my dad's anyway, so...
Hey, man, I saw this really cool bird on the way over.
Yeah? What, you mean a girl?
No, mate, a bird.
Thought you'd know what it was.
Yeah, I'm not really...
-That's a woodpecker.
Boss. Pecks wood, then, does it?
Oh, hi. Probably wondering what I'm doing.
This is supposed to ward off evil spirits.
You like, doing martial arts, then?
Where there's preparation, there is no fear.
Yeah? So what if I did this?
HE ROARS, TREY YELPS
Oh, sorry, Trey, it's my martial arts training!
Are you literally the most embarrassing dad ever?
-You all right, mate?
-Yeah, yeah, fine,
just lucky I landed on my head.
I'll tell you what, Trey, how about we go to my bedroom
and then who knows? Maybe we won't get attacked!
Look, look, wait.
That was awesome. Could you show me how to do that?
Well, that one's a bit advanced,
but I could teach you something like this.
That is so sick!
Oi, mate - your dad is a lege!
Yeah? Yes, yes.
He did say he'd take us go-karting later if we wanted.
For real? Sweet!
Oi, I spotted a woodpecker earlier on.
Do you want to see?
I just don't get what I did wrong.
-You didn't try to stop us leaving, did you?
-Why would I?
I let you work it out for yourselves and you said that's what you wanted.
What we say and what we mean are two different things.
And you tried to palm us off with your flea-ridden rug.
That old rug means a lot to me.
Look, I want you back.
Us getting a new place
was meant to make things easier and now I feel like I'm losing you.
Wait, so if you had to choose...
-Lauren, what are you doing?
-If you had to choose between us and them,
who would you choose?
You can't ask me to make that choice.
Thought so. Come on, Millie.
Wait, wait, hold on.
Is that what all this was about?
A test to see which of my families I love the most?
Well, it does sound a bit like that.
Well, I'm sorry, but I can't choose.
Because I haven't got two families,
I've got one
and wherever I am, even if it's a box at the side of the road,
there'll always be a place for my two girls.
OK, so how are we going to sort out the rooms?
We'll do what we should have done in the first place.
Make Fran live in the hall?
No. We'll sit down and talk it over.
I'm not sharing with anyone.
Luckily, nobody wants you.
Couldn't you three girls share?
What? And he gets a room on his own?
-Who made HIM king?
-But if we all shared,
then while me and Lauren were at Mum's,
you'd have a room to yourself.
OK, but there's no way you can fit three beds
and all your stuff into my room, period.
Thinking out of the box,
what we need's a bigger room.
Where are we going to get a...
Oh, no way!
You want this to work, we need the master bedroom.
And this is what happens when you let them work it out for themselves.
Tony. Quick word?
I decided that I'd be able to cope.
-Does it have fleas?
Small ones. It's my fault, I shouldn't...
I'm calling the council. They might be able to come and
-pick it up today.
-Don't be hasty. It makes me feel secure!
So, here we are, like the Three Bears.
Who's been lying in my bed? Was it you, Fran Pants?
No, but I will when you've gone.
With my shoes on your pillow!
Remind me, does anyone ACTUALLY like you?
-I like her.
-Oh, that's right, just gang up on me.
OK, so it's not a fairy-tale ending, but it might just work.
-Hey, that's my side.
-No, I get more space because I'm the eldest.
Yeah, but I'm here longer.
Dad, Amber and co move into a bigger flat - with an extra bedroom. But when Fran, Jake and the girls clash over who will have the new room, Millie and Lauren feel pushed out and decide the answer is to stay permanently at Mum's house. The fragile equilibrium goes haywire. Dad thinks he's done the wrong thing, Fran misses having them around, and Craig doesn't want them always there. Finally Dad is made to realise that the girls' real worry is that he's choosing his new family over them - and at last, they can work out a new plan. Back at Mum's, Craig has a new mate, Trey. Mike can't help embarrassing Craig by being epically uncool - until he impresses Trey with his judo moves.