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The world is undergoing the worst recession in living memory. | 0:00:06 | 0:00:10 | |
Super-rich bankers created the mess we're in. | 0:00:10 | 0:00:14 | |
But what about the other end of the food chain? | 0:00:14 | 0:00:17 | |
I will skive, skive and skive again to save the lifestyle I love! | 0:00:23 | 0:00:28 | |
State benefits account for a quarter | 0:00:28 | 0:00:30 | |
of Britain's national expenditure. | 0:00:30 | 0:00:32 | |
What punishment are we meting out | 0:00:32 | 0:00:35 | |
to the scroungers and wastrels of this country? | 0:00:35 | 0:00:38 | |
Sorry, Mary hen. | 0:00:38 | 0:00:39 | |
Looks like as if I'm away on one of my extended business trips again. | 0:00:39 | 0:00:42 | |
Are the super-poor as much to blame for broken Britain | 0:00:42 | 0:00:47 | |
as the super rich? | 0:00:47 | 0:00:49 | |
I aim confront one of the waster classes for myself. | 0:00:49 | 0:00:52 | |
He's been on state benefits for most of his adult life. | 0:00:52 | 0:00:57 | |
His name, if you don't know it, is Rab C Nesbitt. | 0:00:57 | 0:01:02 | |
Hello! | 0:01:04 | 0:01:06 | |
Smile! | 0:01:06 | 0:01:09 | |
The meek shall inherit the earth! | 0:01:09 | 0:01:12 | |
And they don't come much meeker than me, boy! | 0:01:17 | 0:01:21 | |
And what the hell are you looking at? | 0:01:23 | 0:01:26 | |
A nutter. A 3D nutter. | 0:01:26 | 0:01:30 | |
And don't you ever, ever forget it. | 0:01:36 | 0:01:41 | |
Come on! Get ye in front of me! | 0:01:43 | 0:01:45 | |
You're late, ya bastard. | 0:01:45 | 0:01:47 | |
Take that, ya swine! | 0:01:47 | 0:01:48 | |
A true saying, Rab. | 0:01:56 | 0:01:57 | |
It's intelligence that separates men frae the animals. | 0:01:57 | 0:02:01 | |
-You'll be Rab C Nesbitt. -10 points for a coconut! You're dead right. | 0:02:10 | 0:02:14 | |
That's me, aye. | 0:02:14 | 0:02:16 | |
And you, of course, will be the latest establishment figure | 0:02:16 | 0:02:19 | |
to come up here and rebrand his career | 0:02:19 | 0:02:21 | |
and make wallopers oot a us locals, likely, eh? | 0:02:21 | 0:02:24 | |
-I can see we're going to get on famously. -Aye, of course we will! | 0:02:24 | 0:02:28 | |
Come away into the office. | 0:02:28 | 0:02:31 | |
# If I had my life to live over | 0:02:31 | 0:02:36 | |
# I would still fall in love with you... # | 0:02:36 | 0:02:41 | |
I see your hands are shaking. | 0:02:42 | 0:02:44 | |
Sure your nose is running. So what? | 0:02:44 | 0:02:48 | |
I'll get straight to the point, Mr Nesbitt. | 0:02:48 | 0:02:50 | |
How much, approximately, do you drink? | 0:02:50 | 0:02:53 | |
Sorry? Oh, I couldnae tell you that, chief. | 0:02:53 | 0:02:55 | |
I'm never sober enough to tally it up, you know! | 0:02:55 | 0:02:58 | |
There's nothing the matter wi' a wee drink. | 0:02:58 | 0:03:02 | |
Who the hell are you, by the way? | 0:03:03 | 0:03:05 | |
Oh, come on, Rab - use your imagination. | 0:03:05 | 0:03:08 | |
I'm the heebie-jeebies. | 0:03:08 | 0:03:12 | |
So, this is your local. What do you like about this place? | 0:03:17 | 0:03:22 | |
Oh, well, it's the proximity, Johnny. It's the proximity. | 0:03:22 | 0:03:26 | |
It's 15 feet from my hoose, you know? | 0:03:26 | 0:03:29 | |
-Alcoholic, pub, pub, alcoholic - you know what I'm saying? -Shall we start? | 0:03:29 | 0:03:33 | |
Yes, certainly. | 0:03:33 | 0:03:34 | |
This is where we get down to the business. The old third degree. | 0:03:34 | 0:03:39 | |
The moral means test. | 0:03:39 | 0:03:41 | |
Does that worry you, Rab? May I call you Rab? | 0:03:41 | 0:03:44 | |
You can call me whatever the hell you like, boy. | 0:03:44 | 0:03:48 | |
Some people call you a feckless prat, don't they? | 0:03:48 | 0:03:51 | |
What exactly do you mean by "feckless"? | 0:03:51 | 0:03:53 | |
Well, I mean someone who's irresponsible, useless, | 0:03:53 | 0:03:56 | |
lazy and selfish. | 0:03:56 | 0:03:59 | |
Someone who contributes nothing to society | 0:03:59 | 0:04:02 | |
and who hasn't done a single day's work in his life. | 0:04:02 | 0:04:05 | |
There is a working population in this country of 20 million. | 0:04:10 | 0:04:13 | |
There is only 17 million jobs to go roond. | 0:04:13 | 0:04:16 | |
So some poor bugger's got to be on the bru, haven't they? | 0:04:16 | 0:04:19 | |
So, it might as well be them that likes it! | 0:04:19 | 0:04:21 | |
The case just doesn't meet the necessary conditions. | 0:04:21 | 0:04:23 | |
I don't know how you do your job. | 0:04:23 | 0:04:26 | |
I don't know how you sleep in your bed at night. | 0:04:26 | 0:04:28 | |
Because I couldnae sleep in ma bed at night. | 0:04:28 | 0:04:30 | |
-That's cos you sleep during the day, da. -Shut it! | 0:04:30 | 0:04:33 | |
I'll tell you this, boy. There's only one bloody job I want in here, | 0:04:33 | 0:04:36 | |
and that's your job. | 0:04:36 | 0:04:37 | |
Because frae where I'm standing, | 0:04:37 | 0:04:39 | |
you're getting paid good money for hee bloody haw! | 0:04:39 | 0:04:43 | |
-Look, I think you'd better just leave it. -Come on, ya... | 0:04:43 | 0:04:46 | |
Away and work! | 0:04:57 | 0:04:59 | |
I don't actually think you've quite grasped | 0:05:01 | 0:05:04 | |
the subtlety of my business plan here, have you? | 0:05:04 | 0:05:07 | |
You're saying you're NOT a waster? | 0:05:07 | 0:05:09 | |
Oh, no, no, no - I'm not saying that. | 0:05:09 | 0:05:11 | |
No, no - I'm... I'm a waster all right. | 0:05:11 | 0:05:14 | |
But I am a cost-effective waster. | 0:05:14 | 0:05:16 | |
Unlike the banks, the poor don't hoard money. | 0:05:16 | 0:05:20 | |
See when I die, John? | 0:05:20 | 0:05:22 | |
When I die, there'll be nothing in my pockets but my testicles. | 0:05:22 | 0:05:25 | |
# Money money money | 0:05:31 | 0:05:32 | |
# Must be funny | 0:05:32 | 0:05:33 | |
# In a rich man's... # | 0:05:33 | 0:05:34 | |
Aha! Look at that! Hey! | 0:05:34 | 0:05:38 | |
50p, ya beauty! Eh? 50p! | 0:05:38 | 0:05:42 | |
Might no mean much to you, | 0:05:42 | 0:05:44 | |
but it liberates my suit frae the pawn, you know what I'm saying? | 0:05:44 | 0:05:47 | |
Top of that, the washing machine's buggered. | 0:05:47 | 0:05:50 | |
I'm having to scrape the rubbish oot ma Y-fronts wi' a kirby grip | 0:05:50 | 0:05:53 | |
every couple a days. | 0:05:53 | 0:05:55 | |
Which is an oddly therapeutic experience, as it happens. | 0:05:55 | 0:05:58 | |
The simple pleasures of the poor, eh? | 0:05:58 | 0:06:02 | |
Look at this, boy. | 0:06:02 | 0:06:04 | |
It might no be by its sell-by date, | 0:06:04 | 0:06:06 | |
but it's long past its knock-by date, know what I mean? | 0:06:06 | 0:06:09 | |
Eh, excuse me, brother. City of Culture. | 0:06:15 | 0:06:17 | |
Ten pence for a fondue set? | 0:06:17 | 0:06:20 | |
Any chance of ten pence so I can phone an ambulance? | 0:06:20 | 0:06:22 | |
How do I know you won't spend it on drink? | 0:06:22 | 0:06:26 | |
Because if I do, | 0:06:27 | 0:06:29 | |
it'll come spurting out from the bayonet wound in my back here. | 0:06:29 | 0:06:32 | |
Oh look, there's a character. | 0:06:32 | 0:06:34 | |
GLASS SMASHES | 0:06:40 | 0:06:42 | |
'Rab's answering my questions truthfully enough | 0:06:43 | 0:06:46 | |
'but with a sort of practised detachment that tells me | 0:06:46 | 0:06:49 | |
'I'm not really testing him, getting under his skin. | 0:06:49 | 0:06:52 | |
'Politicians defend themselves with arrogant self-assurance. | 0:06:52 | 0:06:56 | |
'Wasters achieve the same effect with a thick blubber of complacency.' | 0:06:56 | 0:07:01 | |
A pint of lager, please. | 0:07:01 | 0:07:03 | |
And a pie! | 0:07:04 | 0:07:05 | |
Oh, and a pie. | 0:07:05 | 0:07:07 | |
Make that two. | 0:07:08 | 0:07:09 | |
'I've done my own research | 0:07:09 | 0:07:11 | |
'and have come up armed with my own damning Rab C Nesbitt file. | 0:07:11 | 0:07:15 | |
'With it, I mean to bury this character in the pit | 0:07:15 | 0:07:19 | |
'of his own filth and fecklessness. | 0:07:19 | 0:07:21 | |
'A sort of dirty dossier, if you will. | 0:07:21 | 0:07:25 | |
'I realise if I'm going to understand Rab, | 0:07:26 | 0:07:29 | |
'I have to discover his world for myself, | 0:07:29 | 0:07:32 | |
'to see it from the inside. But to do that, | 0:07:32 | 0:07:36 | |
'I need to walk a mile in his shoes.' | 0:07:36 | 0:07:38 | |
So here we are in Govan Cemetery, Rab. | 0:07:42 | 0:07:47 | |
What does this cemetery mean to you? | 0:07:47 | 0:07:49 | |
Nothing at all. | 0:07:49 | 0:07:50 | |
The Nesbitt family get the bin bag treatment. We're all cremated. | 0:07:50 | 0:07:54 | |
I know that's not strictly true, is it? | 0:07:54 | 0:07:56 | |
Your father is buried in Govan, isn't he? | 0:07:56 | 0:07:58 | |
My father and me had what's known in family circles | 0:07:58 | 0:08:01 | |
as a strained relationship. | 0:08:01 | 0:08:05 | |
How frank can I be here, John? Can I talk about violence? | 0:08:05 | 0:08:09 | |
Use code. Find another word for violence. | 0:08:09 | 0:08:12 | |
Er... | 0:08:12 | 0:08:13 | |
-How about tickling? -Lovely. | 0:08:13 | 0:08:16 | |
Basically my father would tickle my mother, I'd tickle him, | 0:08:16 | 0:08:20 | |
and we'd all roll about on the floor tickling each other till somebody passed out | 0:08:20 | 0:08:25 | |
or, well, something good came on the telly, you know? | 0:08:25 | 0:08:29 | |
SHOUTING | 0:08:32 | 0:08:34 | |
I don't need to be sneered at by you! | 0:08:34 | 0:08:36 | |
You've said ye'd do something one day - this had better be the day. | 0:08:36 | 0:08:41 | |
Right, ye big bastard. Come on! | 0:08:43 | 0:08:46 | |
Put that down, kid. | 0:08:48 | 0:08:51 | |
If I've got to come over there, I'll... | 0:08:51 | 0:08:54 | |
-I'll... -It's all right, I'll wait till you think of something. | 0:08:54 | 0:08:58 | |
HE GURGLES AND CHOKES | 0:08:58 | 0:09:01 | |
I think he's had a heart attack. | 0:09:07 | 0:09:09 | |
Well, let's hear it for cholesterol. | 0:09:09 | 0:09:11 | |
In fact, he's dead. | 0:09:13 | 0:09:14 | |
It's as well for him, or I'd have whisked the shite out of him. | 0:09:15 | 0:09:18 | |
My old man's headstone. | 0:09:19 | 0:09:22 | |
30 years dead today. | 0:09:22 | 0:09:24 | |
You'd think he'd be called by now, eh? | 0:09:27 | 0:09:30 | |
He was Rab B Nesbitt. | 0:09:30 | 0:09:32 | |
His fellah was Rab A, I'm Rab C. | 0:09:32 | 0:09:35 | |
What are we going to do when we run out of the alphabet? | 0:09:36 | 0:09:39 | |
I'd like to talk to you about your childhood. | 0:09:39 | 0:09:42 | |
-Were you close to your father? -Well, not if I could help it. | 0:09:42 | 0:09:46 | |
-Otherwise, I'd get a boot aboot the melt, you know? -Really? | 0:09:46 | 0:09:49 | |
And what is your earliest memory of him? | 0:09:49 | 0:09:52 | |
When I was 15, I'll always remember the friction burns | 0:09:52 | 0:09:55 | |
he left on the carpet when I handed over my first wage packet. | 0:09:55 | 0:09:58 | |
Oh... | 0:09:58 | 0:10:00 | |
Well, that just goes to show you, doesn't it, Doctor? | 0:10:00 | 0:10:04 | |
You can live with somebody all your life, but you never really know them. | 0:10:04 | 0:10:09 | |
Did you not know my father was an alkie? | 0:10:09 | 0:10:12 | |
Oh, aye. But I never knew you had a job. | 0:10:12 | 0:10:15 | |
I mean, back then, well, my father's job was to get bladdered. | 0:10:17 | 0:10:21 | |
That's what he did, you know? | 0:10:21 | 0:10:23 | |
My mother used to sit at the fireplace with a pot of stewed tea, | 0:10:23 | 0:10:27 | |
a packet of fags up the sleeve of her cardigan, | 0:10:27 | 0:10:30 | |
offloading to her eldest son, basically. | 0:10:30 | 0:10:33 | |
Would you like a cup of tea, son? | 0:10:36 | 0:10:38 | |
-No, thanks. -No trouble. -No, thanks. | 0:10:38 | 0:10:42 | |
I'm having one myself. | 0:10:42 | 0:10:43 | |
-No, thanks. -Are you sure? | 0:10:44 | 0:10:46 | |
-Mother? -What? | 0:10:48 | 0:10:49 | |
Gonnae stick your tea up your arse! | 0:10:49 | 0:10:52 | |
But would you like some? | 0:10:53 | 0:10:55 | |
-All right. -Aye, I knew you would. | 0:10:56 | 0:10:59 | |
Nurse! Nurse! | 0:10:59 | 0:11:00 | |
Mr Nesbitt. Is everything all right? | 0:11:00 | 0:11:05 | |
All right? All right is it, no! | 0:11:05 | 0:11:08 | |
Everything is not bloody well all right! | 0:11:08 | 0:11:11 | |
You see that woman lying there? You see that woman lying there? That is my mother! That's my mother! | 0:11:11 | 0:11:16 | |
One of the finest, finest human beings ever to walk on this earth. | 0:11:16 | 0:11:21 | |
-Yes, I know. -Aye, well, look! | 0:11:21 | 0:11:23 | |
-Bloody well look! -Sorry? | 0:11:23 | 0:11:26 | |
She has not got her teeth in. | 0:11:26 | 0:11:29 | |
Her gob is a calcium-free zone, isn't it? | 0:11:29 | 0:11:33 | |
And this is the woman that was so self-conscious | 0:11:33 | 0:11:36 | |
she used to have a dish towel over her knees when she was watching the telly, | 0:11:36 | 0:11:40 | |
because she thought Trevor McDonald could see in up her bloody skirt! | 0:11:40 | 0:11:45 | |
Rab, this is Restitution Street Secondary. | 0:11:50 | 0:11:53 | |
-Was school a happy time for you? -Happy? Have you got a dictionary? | 0:11:53 | 0:11:58 | |
Actually, come to think of it, you know, to be honest with you, there was one happy memory. | 0:11:58 | 0:12:04 | |
-We'll come to that later, eh? -All right. | 0:12:04 | 0:12:06 | |
-Do you remember any of your teachers? -Couldn't forget them. | 0:12:06 | 0:12:10 | |
-Be quiet and read. -Be quiet and read? | 0:12:14 | 0:12:16 | |
Wee a bit of a contradiction there, sir, but I'll do my best. | 0:12:16 | 0:12:20 | |
I'm a wee bit of a character, but you'll get to know that. | 0:12:20 | 0:12:24 | |
"Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of Heaven. | 0:12:28 | 0:12:33 | |
"Blessed are they that mourn, for they shall be comforted. | 0:12:33 | 0:12:37 | |
"Blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit the earth." | 0:12:37 | 0:12:41 | |
Oh, come on! | 0:12:42 | 0:12:43 | |
I mean, the first two, I'll give you, but the meek inheriting the earth? | 0:12:43 | 0:12:48 | |
I mean what do you get after the earth - a Ford Popular and a free apartment in Castlemilk? | 0:12:48 | 0:12:53 | |
Right! That is the Bible! | 0:12:53 | 0:12:55 | |
-But the Bible's talking keech, sir. -Hands up! | 0:12:55 | 0:12:58 | |
You've talked about a single happy memory. What was that? | 0:13:00 | 0:13:05 | |
Well, I was a just a wee... | 0:13:05 | 0:13:07 | |
simple wee thing, you know? | 0:13:07 | 0:13:10 | |
I got sent a Valentine card, there you are. | 0:13:11 | 0:13:14 | |
Oh, I know, I know, me. | 0:13:14 | 0:13:16 | |
Ugly, scabby Rab, eh? | 0:13:16 | 0:13:18 | |
I didnae do anything about it. | 0:13:18 | 0:13:21 | |
Why not? She was obviously interested. | 0:13:21 | 0:13:24 | |
No, John, no. Her people was classy. | 0:13:24 | 0:13:27 | |
I mean, they paid full rent and everything, you know? | 0:13:27 | 0:13:31 | |
Whereas you could've worn your living room carpet like a poncho, the size of the hole that was in it. | 0:13:31 | 0:13:38 | |
What ye got a big reddy for? | 0:13:47 | 0:13:50 | |
Was that your first guess? | 0:13:50 | 0:13:52 | |
Good kisser, aren't I? | 0:13:53 | 0:13:55 | |
SHE SPITS | 0:13:56 | 0:13:58 | |
Sorry, Isabel, I should have finished my crisps before I kissed you. | 0:14:01 | 0:14:06 | |
Oh, it's all right. | 0:14:06 | 0:14:08 | |
-It's great bringing a picnic, isn't it? -Aye. | 0:14:08 | 0:14:11 | |
I've never been on a picnic before. | 0:14:11 | 0:14:14 | |
Govan picnic. Ten fags and a bottle of Tizer. | 0:14:14 | 0:14:17 | |
'Well, it's the end of day one and what have I discovered? | 0:14:20 | 0:14:23 | |
'I know that Rab is streetwise and shifty. | 0:14:23 | 0:14:27 | |
'I know that I still despise everything he stands for, | 0:14:27 | 0:14:32 | |
'and that won't change. | 0:14:32 | 0:14:34 | |
'But significantly, I no longer despise Rab himself. | 0:14:34 | 0:14:40 | |
'What changed me? | 0:14:40 | 0:14:42 | |
'It was that little tale he told about the St Valentine's Day card. | 0:14:42 | 0:14:46 | |
'This gave him - and me - an insight, an illumination. | 0:14:46 | 0:14:52 | |
'I could see it in his face. | 0:14:52 | 0:14:55 | |
'The path not taken, the life that might have been but never was. | 0:14:55 | 0:15:00 | |
'It's day two, and I fully intend to employ insider knowledge | 0:15:01 | 0:15:05 | |
'to outflank Rab. There's someone coming to see me | 0:15:05 | 0:15:09 | |
'who can help me achieve just that.' | 0:15:09 | 0:15:12 | |
-All right? -Thanks. Lovely. | 0:15:14 | 0:15:16 | |
Who's paying for this, Johnny boy, eh? | 0:15:16 | 0:15:20 | |
-My licence fee, eh? -Rab! | 0:15:20 | 0:15:23 | |
Mary, how probing can I make my questions? | 0:15:23 | 0:15:28 | |
Well, eh... | 0:15:28 | 0:15:30 | |
Hey, hey, you probe away, | 0:15:30 | 0:15:32 | |
I'll be in the toilet. | 0:15:32 | 0:15:34 | |
I have to ask you this. | 0:15:34 | 0:15:36 | |
How could an intelligent, attractive woman like you | 0:15:36 | 0:15:39 | |
choose a disgusting reprobate like Rab for a husband? | 0:15:39 | 0:15:43 | |
-She got lucky! -Aw, butt out! | 0:15:43 | 0:15:45 | |
Well, deep down, Rab is a romantic. | 0:15:47 | 0:15:50 | |
FARTING AND URINATING NOISES | 0:15:50 | 0:15:53 | |
And he wooed me with a heady combination of chips and ginger. | 0:15:53 | 0:16:00 | |
Oh, er...fizzy juice. | 0:16:00 | 0:16:03 | |
We're Rab and Mary Nesbitt here, you know? | 0:16:06 | 0:16:09 | |
Our marriage is mair stable than the monarchy. | 0:16:09 | 0:16:12 | |
Our marriage is an encouragement to every heidbanger, deviant | 0:16:12 | 0:16:16 | |
and mouth-breathin' sociopath in Wine Alley! | 0:16:16 | 0:16:19 | |
This is no time to romanticise, Rab. | 0:16:19 | 0:16:22 | |
-Rab? -Hey! | 0:16:25 | 0:16:28 | |
Do I look all right? | 0:16:28 | 0:16:29 | |
Oh, you look better than all right. | 0:16:30 | 0:16:33 | |
You look...no bad. | 0:16:33 | 0:16:37 | |
I wish you'd get it into your napper that... | 0:16:38 | 0:16:43 | |
that I love ye, ya daft bitch! | 0:16:43 | 0:16:46 | |
And I love you... | 0:16:46 | 0:16:50 | |
ya honkin' midden. | 0:16:50 | 0:16:52 | |
So you're saying it was a love match right from the start? | 0:16:52 | 0:16:56 | |
Well, I was inexperienced. I had nothing to compare him with. | 0:16:56 | 0:17:01 | |
I thought all men must have no shirts and smell of bins. | 0:17:01 | 0:17:05 | |
I tell ye, see women nowadays? I don't know. | 0:17:05 | 0:17:09 | |
I mean, mibbe you can tell me. Cos see mine? | 0:17:09 | 0:17:12 | |
All I ever get is, "I want this," and, "Gimme that." | 0:17:12 | 0:17:16 | |
See in the old days? | 0:17:16 | 0:17:17 | |
All ye ever had to give them was a quick skite around the chops. | 0:17:17 | 0:17:22 | |
I'll tell you something else, they were happier for it. | 0:17:22 | 0:17:24 | |
They loved ye for it! Even begged ye for more! | 0:17:24 | 0:17:29 | |
No that you ever gave them any, y'understand. | 0:17:29 | 0:17:32 | |
Ye don't want to spoil them. | 0:17:32 | 0:17:33 | |
Nowadays, ye cannae even talk to them, you know? | 0:17:33 | 0:17:37 | |
D'you know what it was last year? An orgasm. Eh? | 0:17:37 | 0:17:42 | |
"Hey, you, gie's an orgasm! Her next door got one." | 0:17:42 | 0:17:47 | |
Well, away across the landing and get a lend of hers! | 0:17:47 | 0:17:51 | |
You'll get nae sexual satisfaction fae me, lady! Tell ye. | 0:17:51 | 0:17:55 | |
Give it ecstasy once and next thing ye know, it'll be, | 0:17:55 | 0:17:58 | |
"Aw, Rab, let us fondle your simmit. How was it for you?" | 0:17:58 | 0:18:04 | |
I just tell her straight, I say, | 0:18:04 | 0:18:06 | |
"Listen, lady, I have no idea how it was for me, | 0:18:06 | 0:18:09 | |
"cos I always make a point of going to sleep before we finish." | 0:18:09 | 0:18:12 | |
If you could turn back the clock and live your life all over again, | 0:18:12 | 0:18:17 | |
what would you change? | 0:18:17 | 0:18:18 | |
Oh, well... | 0:18:18 | 0:18:20 | |
my living room carpet. | 0:18:20 | 0:18:22 | |
Dark colours show up everything. | 0:18:22 | 0:18:24 | |
Oh, and my PIN number. Rab stole my credit card again. Didn't you, Rab? | 0:18:26 | 0:18:31 | |
Rab? Rab! | 0:18:32 | 0:18:35 | |
-DOOR SLAMS -Such larks, eh? | 0:18:35 | 0:18:39 | |
-Hello, there, Mary doll! -What the hell time do you call this? | 0:18:44 | 0:18:49 | |
What am I talking about? What the hell MONTH do you call this? | 0:18:49 | 0:18:53 | |
C'mon, don't be like that, c'mere. | 0:18:53 | 0:18:55 | |
Don't you "come here" me, Rab Nesbitt! | 0:18:55 | 0:18:58 | |
You come staggering back here after three months on the jug | 0:18:58 | 0:19:01 | |
and you expect me to welcome you with open arms? | 0:19:01 | 0:19:04 | |
Open legs would be better. | 0:19:04 | 0:19:06 | |
How can I put this without hurting your feelings? | 0:19:06 | 0:19:11 | |
See if I was marooned on Fanny Island? | 0:19:11 | 0:19:13 | |
And there was nothing but fannies as far as the eye could see? | 0:19:13 | 0:19:18 | |
And I spotted a footprint in the sand | 0:19:18 | 0:19:20 | |
and I discovered that footprint was made by Rab "Two Cocks" Nesbitt? | 0:19:20 | 0:19:26 | |
I wouldnae take a lend of those two cocks to rub together to make a fire. | 0:19:26 | 0:19:30 | |
That's how much chance you have of a wee snuggle up. | 0:19:30 | 0:19:33 | |
-Are you readin' me, Rab? -Oh, yes. Loud and clear, Mary. | 0:19:33 | 0:19:38 | |
No semaphore required. | 0:19:38 | 0:19:41 | |
-Night, then, sweetheart. -Good night, sweetheart. | 0:19:41 | 0:19:45 | |
See that woman there? See that woman? | 0:19:47 | 0:19:49 | |
If it came to a choice between that woman or Michelle Pfeiffer... | 0:19:49 | 0:19:53 | |
I would choose Michelle Pfeiffer. | 0:19:53 | 0:19:55 | |
Mind you, I'd have the decency to fee a wee bit guilty about it, | 0:19:55 | 0:19:59 | |
you know? That's the kind of big-hearted bastard I am. | 0:19:59 | 0:20:03 | |
Watch and learn. | 0:20:03 | 0:20:06 | |
Is that you, Mary doll? | 0:20:08 | 0:20:10 | |
Aye, that's me, Rab. And my lunch better be on the table. | 0:20:10 | 0:20:13 | |
It certainly is! | 0:20:13 | 0:20:15 | |
Surprise! | 0:20:17 | 0:20:21 | |
Wrap your gnashers roon that! | 0:20:21 | 0:20:23 | |
I was just... | 0:20:23 | 0:20:25 | |
Anybody fancy chips? | 0:20:28 | 0:20:30 | |
Eh, Rab...see that TLC? | 0:20:30 | 0:20:34 | |
You got any left for me? | 0:20:34 | 0:20:36 | |
If you have the pollen, Mary, | 0:20:38 | 0:20:40 | |
I have the stem! | 0:20:40 | 0:20:42 | |
That's the thing about Mary, isn't it? | 0:20:44 | 0:20:47 | |
Doesnae matter how tame you get. Your wullie's still aff its heid. | 0:20:47 | 0:20:51 | |
'Mary is a lovely woman, but understandably she's biased. | 0:20:54 | 0:20:58 | |
'I need to talk to Nesbitt's friends, | 0:20:58 | 0:21:00 | |
'and who better or worse than the toxic waster in a jacket | 0:21:00 | 0:21:04 | |
'that is James Aaron Cotter.' | 0:21:04 | 0:21:06 | |
Jamesie, what is your relationship with Rab? | 0:21:06 | 0:21:10 | |
I am Rab's best friend. | 0:21:10 | 0:21:13 | |
Ya big, mawkit, wet-brained keech-kicker, that ye are. | 0:21:14 | 0:21:18 | |
You, ya wee heap of rancid pus that you are, eh? | 0:21:18 | 0:21:21 | |
Rab describes himself as a drunken waster - are you the same? | 0:21:21 | 0:21:27 | |
Rab is more guzzle-orientated than myself. | 0:21:27 | 0:21:31 | |
I can be drinking quietly, then lo, | 0:21:31 | 0:21:33 | |
I hear the call of the wild hunting horn | 0:21:33 | 0:21:36 | |
from down below in my loins and I veer off down the alleyways of Govan | 0:21:36 | 0:21:40 | |
in pursuit of joyful, meaningless, empty sex. | 0:21:40 | 0:21:46 | |
You're too good for this world. | 0:21:50 | 0:21:52 | |
You've never been understood. | 0:21:52 | 0:21:55 | |
D'you mean that? | 0:21:55 | 0:21:58 | |
Or are you just bein'... | 0:21:58 | 0:21:59 | |
I'm Jamesie... | 0:21:59 | 0:22:02 | |
I'm here to help. | 0:22:02 | 0:22:04 | |
Eh, here she's Strippin' The Willow there, eh? | 0:22:04 | 0:22:08 | |
D'you want me to strip her for ye? | 0:22:08 | 0:22:10 | |
This is the game, eh? | 0:22:17 | 0:22:18 | |
See this is what I call living, Mary hen. | 0:22:18 | 0:22:21 | |
If ever I fancy going out with | 0:22:21 | 0:22:23 | |
a married middle-aged loser that's got bigger tits than I've got, | 0:22:23 | 0:22:27 | |
I'll be sure to get in touch. | 0:22:27 | 0:22:29 | |
Right, well. | 0:22:29 | 0:22:30 | |
No, no, I needed that, | 0:22:30 | 0:22:32 | |
cos I've been a bit too successful | 0:22:32 | 0:22:34 | |
wi' the bints lately, know? | 0:22:34 | 0:22:36 | |
Rab... | 0:22:36 | 0:22:39 | |
Rab! | 0:22:40 | 0:22:42 | |
Did I get aff wi' Esther Rantzen last night? | 0:22:44 | 0:22:47 | |
Gonnae, gonnae take a... | 0:22:49 | 0:22:51 | |
Gonnae take a look and tell me what to dae. | 0:22:53 | 0:22:57 | |
Dae what you always dae. | 0:22:57 | 0:22:59 | |
Bung her a fake phone number | 0:22:59 | 0:23:01 | |
and tell her you'll gie her a bell next week. | 0:23:01 | 0:23:04 | |
Come on, champ! | 0:23:06 | 0:23:08 | |
Pick yerself up. | 0:23:10 | 0:23:11 | |
You've still got your pride. | 0:23:11 | 0:23:13 | |
DOG WHINES AND BARKS | 0:23:18 | 0:23:21 | |
You describe yourself as Rab's best friend, | 0:23:31 | 0:23:33 | |
but one of the woman you had an affair with | 0:23:33 | 0:23:35 | |
was Mary, his wife, didn't you? | 0:23:35 | 0:23:38 | |
This is what we in the sleaze industry call a revenge rumba. | 0:23:38 | 0:23:44 | |
You see Rab had been indelicate with a young lady. | 0:23:44 | 0:23:47 | |
Upon hearing this, I immediately rushed round to comfort Mary... | 0:23:47 | 0:23:52 | |
with my... | 0:23:52 | 0:23:53 | |
comforter. | 0:23:53 | 0:23:55 | |
How often did you comfort her? | 0:23:55 | 0:23:58 | |
A gentleman never tells. | 0:23:59 | 0:24:01 | |
Four times altogether excluding an exuberant fumble on parting. | 0:24:01 | 0:24:06 | |
Don't lump all men together, Mary. I mean, I'm a feminist myself, you know. | 0:24:11 | 0:24:15 | |
I understand women. Well, I should - I've shagged hundreds of you. | 0:24:15 | 0:24:19 | |
All right there, Mary hen? | 0:24:19 | 0:24:21 | |
Aye. | 0:24:21 | 0:24:22 | |
I was just saying to the boys here that you must be feeling a wee bit miserable, you know, | 0:24:22 | 0:24:26 | |
wi' Rab being away. A wee bit insecure, like. | 0:24:26 | 0:24:29 | |
Aye. I'll tell ye something else. | 0:24:29 | 0:24:30 | |
What's that? | 0:24:30 | 0:24:31 | |
I'm no half missing a podger. | 0:24:31 | 0:24:33 | |
I've never told you this before, but see you, Mary? You're a fine- lookin' woman, by the way. | 0:24:36 | 0:24:43 | |
And you're...a fine-lookin' man, Jamesie. | 0:24:43 | 0:24:48 | |
In the name of God! | 0:24:56 | 0:24:58 | |
Cotter. You ruined my life. You stole my wife. | 0:25:01 | 0:25:05 | |
I went to the jail because of you. You hear me, Cotter? | 0:25:05 | 0:25:08 | |
I'm no scared of you, Nesbitt. | 0:25:08 | 0:25:11 | |
If you wannae fight, sure, I'll be happy to take you outside | 0:25:11 | 0:25:17 | |
and teach you a lesson. | 0:25:17 | 0:25:19 | |
Unfortunately, I am blind. | 0:25:19 | 0:25:23 | |
A tragic drinking accident robbed me of my sight, | 0:25:23 | 0:25:26 | |
otherwise I would be willing... | 0:25:26 | 0:25:28 | |
nay, delighted to take you outside | 0:25:28 | 0:25:31 | |
and gie you a thrashing you'd never forget. | 0:25:31 | 0:25:34 | |
It cannae be adultery. I'm your mate. | 0:25:34 | 0:25:37 | |
What does that make it? | 0:25:37 | 0:25:38 | |
Friendly fire. | 0:25:38 | 0:25:39 | |
Do you promise me that what you said was true that you never once | 0:25:41 | 0:25:45 | |
betrayed me with that woman? | 0:25:45 | 0:25:47 | |
My word of honour. | 0:25:47 | 0:25:49 | |
And do you promise that you have never been unfaithful to me? | 0:25:49 | 0:25:54 | |
Oh, I do, Rab. | 0:25:54 | 0:25:55 | |
Cos let's face it, what is a marriage without honesty? | 0:25:55 | 0:26:00 | |
Happy anniversary, Rab. | 0:26:00 | 0:26:02 | |
Happy anniversary, Mary doll. | 0:26:02 | 0:26:05 | |
Right, then, now that's settled, why don't we all get pished, strip to the scuddy | 0:26:08 | 0:26:13 | |
and have a wee foursome on the carpet for old times' sake? | 0:26:13 | 0:26:16 | |
Worth a shot. | 0:26:18 | 0:26:20 | |
Apart from sleeping with his wife, | 0:26:20 | 0:26:22 | |
you also coaxed Rab back into drinking, didn't you? | 0:26:22 | 0:26:25 | |
Yes. That is correct. But I don't look for thanks. | 0:26:25 | 0:26:30 | |
Naw, naw, naw, I'm no going back to the drink. Ye can cut that oot right now. | 0:26:37 | 0:26:42 | |
It's self, self, self with you, in't it? | 0:26:42 | 0:26:45 | |
What about your pals? | 0:26:45 | 0:26:46 | |
We need a chronic alcoholic in our lives. | 0:26:46 | 0:26:49 | |
It takes the bad look off the rest of us. | 0:26:49 | 0:26:51 | |
Pure gallus, eh? | 0:26:51 | 0:26:53 | |
Hey, it gets better, too. Show them, Rab. | 0:26:53 | 0:26:57 | |
Hey! | 0:26:59 | 0:27:00 | |
I'll tell you, it's a bloody sight more fun worn inside than out, eh? | 0:27:01 | 0:27:06 | |
I know what you're thinking here. | 0:27:06 | 0:27:09 | |
I am not, I am not an alkie, | 0:27:09 | 0:27:14 | |
because alkies get pissed | 0:27:14 | 0:27:17 | |
and lie aboot in gutters. | 0:27:17 | 0:27:21 | |
Well, fair enough, I am pissed. | 0:27:23 | 0:27:26 | |
I am lying in a gutter. | 0:27:26 | 0:27:27 | |
But the point is, | 0:27:27 | 0:27:30 | |
I just dae it casual, you know? | 0:27:30 | 0:27:34 | |
I mean, to alkies, that's their day job. | 0:27:34 | 0:27:39 | |
I mean, see drink? | 0:27:40 | 0:27:42 | |
I just take it to be sociable, | 0:27:43 | 0:27:45 | |
to pass myself in company, you know? | 0:27:45 | 0:27:48 | |
To lay down the bottom line, I can take drink and I can leave it. | 0:27:50 | 0:27:57 | |
I'd sooner take it, all the same. | 0:27:59 | 0:28:01 | |
'While still in the pub, a flirtatious female of uncertain vintage caught my attention. | 0:28:04 | 0:28:11 | |
'It was Jamesie Cotter's wife.' | 0:28:11 | 0:28:14 | |
My name is Ella. | 0:28:14 | 0:28:15 | |
Along with Mary, I'm a joint director and fellow operative | 0:28:15 | 0:28:20 | |
of the House Mice Hygiene Enterprises. | 0:28:20 | 0:28:23 | |
-You mean you're a cleaner? -Correct. | 0:28:23 | 0:28:25 | |
If I could ask you this, now just... | 0:28:25 | 0:28:28 | |
I bet you've never had relations this far north, have you? | 0:28:28 | 0:28:32 | |
You should try it. | 0:28:32 | 0:28:35 | |
Scottish women are always ready - | 0:28:35 | 0:28:37 | |
it's the damp in the air that does it. | 0:28:37 | 0:28:39 | |
Pleased to meet you...Joe. | 0:28:43 | 0:28:47 | |
Pleased to meet you...Ella. | 0:28:47 | 0:28:52 | |
You all right, Ella? Can I get you anything? | 0:28:57 | 0:29:00 | |
Start with a dry pair of knickers. | 0:29:02 | 0:29:04 | |
Aaaaarrrrggghhh! | 0:29:07 | 0:29:08 | |
Put the mask on, put the mask on! | 0:29:10 | 0:29:12 | |
Ella. | 0:29:13 | 0:29:15 | |
What? | 0:29:15 | 0:29:16 | |
Are we having a lesbian love affair? | 0:29:17 | 0:29:19 | |
I don't know Mary. How? | 0:29:19 | 0:29:22 | |
Cos we're woke up in the same bed and we're lying in the bare scuddy. | 0:29:22 | 0:29:26 | |
We are? | 0:29:26 | 0:29:28 | |
In the name o' God! | 0:29:30 | 0:29:32 | |
Oh...and that's no the only thing. | 0:29:33 | 0:29:36 | |
-What is it? -You've got a love bite on your neck! | 0:29:36 | 0:29:41 | |
-That's nothing, Mary. -What? | 0:29:41 | 0:29:43 | |
You've got one on your arse! | 0:29:45 | 0:29:47 | |
If you could have one wish granted, what would it be? | 0:29:48 | 0:29:52 | |
I wouldn't want anything for myself. | 0:29:52 | 0:29:55 | |
But I'd like a fatal stroke for Jamesie. I think he deserves it. | 0:29:55 | 0:30:01 | |
-Are you still on that Bumhole.com? -Naw, I'm on Facebook. | 0:30:02 | 0:30:06 | |
The last place on earth where a man can give a woman a poke without getting his coupon slapped! | 0:30:06 | 0:30:11 | |
Are there two Fs in sphincter? | 0:30:15 | 0:30:17 | |
'Heartened insights gleaned in the pub, I sought to run my scalpel | 0:30:20 | 0:30:25 | |
'down the bared nerves of Rab's psyche. I'm exaggerating a bit, but it's a nice sentence.' | 0:30:25 | 0:30:31 | |
We're born alone and we die alone. | 0:30:31 | 0:30:33 | |
And the bit in the middle, well, it's negotiable, innit? | 0:30:33 | 0:30:38 | |
-Is that why you found religion? -No. Religion actually found me, John. | 0:30:38 | 0:30:43 | |
I was actually hiding at the bottom of an empty glass, but funnily enough, it knew where to look. | 0:30:43 | 0:30:48 | |
Would you care to join us, Mr Nesbitt? | 0:30:52 | 0:30:54 | |
What, with the Masonic version of Christianity? Oh, aye. | 0:30:54 | 0:31:00 | |
And lo, three Protestants came from the Eastern Star bearing gifts - | 0:31:00 | 0:31:05 | |
gold, frankincense, and Nick Faldo golf clubs. | 0:31:05 | 0:31:09 | |
And they looked upon the Saviour and said, | 0:31:09 | 0:31:12 | |
"Verily, I think ye looketh a bit Papal to me. | 0:31:12 | 0:31:15 | |
"Look at the way his eyebrows meeteth in the middle. | 0:31:15 | 0:31:18 | |
"And look at the way his bootees waggle when we showeth him | 0:31:18 | 0:31:22 | |
"the video of Riverdance. | 0:31:22 | 0:31:24 | |
"Nevertheless, we shall call him Findlay. | 0:31:24 | 0:31:27 | |
"Findlay Corstorphine Christ. We'll put his name down for St Andrews | 0:31:27 | 0:31:32 | |
"and we shall buy him a Hillman Imp for his 21st." | 0:31:32 | 0:31:36 | |
Oh, you're all right, I think I'll just have a fag instead. | 0:31:38 | 0:31:42 | |
..When Jesus came of age and he knew there were a number of things that he must do. | 0:31:42 | 0:31:49 | |
And he went up to Jerusalem | 0:31:49 | 0:31:51 | |
and he found in the temple there those that sold oxen and sheep and the changers of the money, | 0:31:51 | 0:31:59 | |
-sitting... -You go on, yerself, son! You tell 'em! | 0:31:59 | 0:32:02 | |
And after Jesus had made a scourge of small cords, he drove them all out of the temple! | 0:32:04 | 0:32:11 | |
And the sheep and the oxen! | 0:32:11 | 0:32:13 | |
That's all yous he's talking about, by the way. | 0:32:13 | 0:32:16 | |
All you Frasers and Emilias with your Benetton oxes and your Pringle sheep! Get them all away! | 0:32:16 | 0:32:23 | |
I'll tell you this, boy. | 0:32:23 | 0:32:24 | |
See me? I've got nothing, by the way, nothin'! But I have never once coveted my neighbour's wife! | 0:32:24 | 0:32:32 | |
There ye are. Even though she's separated now. | 0:32:32 | 0:32:36 | |
That's not my style! Not my style! | 0:32:36 | 0:32:39 | |
Look, pal, I appreciate your enthusiasm, | 0:32:39 | 0:32:41 | |
but if I wanted a support act, I'd have booked one. Now get lost! | 0:32:41 | 0:32:44 | |
All right, all right, all right! | 0:32:44 | 0:32:46 | |
Why is religion such a divisive subject in Sotland? | 0:32:46 | 0:32:50 | |
It's not just divisive in Scotland, is it? It's divisive anywhere. | 0:32:50 | 0:32:55 | |
Up here, they ask what school you went to, so they can find out what religion you are. | 0:32:55 | 0:33:01 | |
But in the home counties, they ask you what school you went to | 0:33:01 | 0:33:05 | |
to find out if you were privately educated or not. | 0:33:05 | 0:33:07 | |
See England? Class. That's what your religion is. | 0:33:07 | 0:33:11 | |
Excuse me, Jim. I'm sorry to bother you, but I'm trying to get to Sidcup, no? | 0:33:14 | 0:33:19 | |
The wife's cousin's going to gie us a billet down there, | 0:33:19 | 0:33:22 | |
-so I'm wanting to know how to get there and that, no? -What? | 0:33:22 | 0:33:25 | |
Sidcup. I'm trying to get to Sidcup. | 0:33:25 | 0:33:29 | |
I'm sorry, I can't understand what you're saying. | 0:33:29 | 0:33:32 | |
Eh, you can't understand what I'm saying? | 0:33:32 | 0:33:35 | |
Oh, is that a fact? | 0:33:35 | 0:33:36 | |
Well, answer me this, boy. | 0:33:36 | 0:33:38 | |
Do you watch the television? Eh? Do you watch Neighbours? | 0:33:38 | 0:33:42 | |
Neighbours, yes. | 0:33:42 | 0:33:43 | |
Do you understand that? | 0:33:43 | 0:33:45 | |
Of course. | 0:33:45 | 0:33:46 | |
Well, that's a funny thing, isn't it? That's a funny thing. | 0:33:46 | 0:33:50 | |
Because I will tell you, that is Australian, by the way. | 0:33:50 | 0:33:53 | |
That comes from halfway round the other side of the world! | 0:33:53 | 0:33:56 | |
And I just come from five minutes up the road in Glasgow. | 0:33:56 | 0:34:00 | |
So if you can understand that, you can understand me. | 0:34:00 | 0:34:03 | |
So in future, clean your bloody ears oot! | 0:34:03 | 0:34:07 | |
Ignorant bamstick. | 0:34:09 | 0:34:11 | |
What we're eating here is a common Govan delicacy | 0:34:11 | 0:34:15 | |
called a fish supper. Is that right, Rab? | 0:34:15 | 0:34:18 | |
Well, yeah, that's right, but it's no really right. | 0:34:18 | 0:34:22 | |
For reasons obscure, there's actually no "aitch" in it, no "aitch". | 0:34:22 | 0:34:26 | |
It's actually...a "fiss supper", a "fiss supper". | 0:34:26 | 0:34:30 | |
-A fiss supp-urr. -Correct! | 0:34:30 | 0:34:33 | |
-MARY: -Gie me the chips. | 0:34:36 | 0:34:39 | |
-They'll be cold by noo. -Aw, so what? I hate posh dinners. | 0:34:39 | 0:34:43 | |
Tiny wee amounts, having to eat before ye eat. | 0:34:43 | 0:34:46 | |
DOOR OPENS | 0:34:58 | 0:35:01 | |
-Hello... -BOTH: Hello! | 0:35:01 | 0:35:03 | |
Some place, Govan, eh? Where else can you get a fish supper at nine o'clock in the morning? | 0:35:06 | 0:35:12 | |
Simple. | 0:35:12 | 0:35:13 | |
You just pamp it off a drunk that's been lying pissed ootside his close all night. | 0:35:13 | 0:35:19 | |
-Want a wee drop of this? -Aye... | 0:35:19 | 0:35:23 | |
Diet up here is notoriously unhealthy. | 0:35:35 | 0:35:38 | |
Did you never eat fruit or vegetables as a child? | 0:35:38 | 0:35:41 | |
Well...really, we were just like everybody else up here, | 0:35:41 | 0:35:46 | |
every other family in the street. | 0:35:46 | 0:35:48 | |
I mean, we had a fruit bowl, we just didnae have any fruit. | 0:35:48 | 0:35:52 | |
For years, I thought kirby grips and gas bills must be fruit, | 0:35:52 | 0:35:55 | |
cos, well, that was a' that was ever in the fruit bowl, you know? | 0:35:55 | 0:35:59 | |
-Do you blame your parents for that? -Nah. | 0:35:59 | 0:36:01 | |
I realised the wheel turns full circle. | 0:36:01 | 0:36:04 | |
I mean, I came to realise it's... well, you must know this yersel', | 0:36:04 | 0:36:08 | |
it's thankless being a parent, innit? | 0:36:08 | 0:36:11 | |
Burney...come here, son. I've a wee present for ye. | 0:36:15 | 0:36:19 | |
-Oh, great, can I, Da, can I? -Aye, go on, son, you deserve it! | 0:36:19 | 0:36:24 | |
That's my boy! That's my boy. | 0:36:31 | 0:36:34 | |
There's nothing wrong with the human body - it's a perfectly normal and natural thing. | 0:36:34 | 0:36:38 | |
Does that mean you'll be going topless, then, Maw? | 0:36:38 | 0:36:41 | |
Certainly not! I think it's bloody disgusting. | 0:36:41 | 0:36:43 | |
-Thank Christ for that. -Shut it you, ya wee... | 0:36:43 | 0:36:47 | |
Don't be so sexist. Your mother's got marvellous tits. | 0:36:47 | 0:36:51 | |
Want a wee chip, Burney, son? | 0:36:52 | 0:36:54 | |
-Stick yer chips up yer arse! -Hey, hey, hey, manners! | 0:36:54 | 0:36:58 | |
Please! | 0:36:58 | 0:37:00 | |
So, ye pump your arse oot the window and you tell your ugly | 0:37:00 | 0:37:03 | |
wee granddaughter the story of your life. | 0:37:03 | 0:37:06 | |
Where you drank a' the drink, ate a' the pies | 0:37:06 | 0:37:09 | |
and shit logs that you could block the Clyde with. | 0:37:09 | 0:37:12 | |
It's all a load o' crap, of course, but it's the only thing | 0:37:12 | 0:37:15 | |
that keeps her stupid wee yap shut, you know what I'm saying? | 0:37:15 | 0:37:17 | |
-I feel sullied! -But we are sullied, we're Nesbitts. | 0:37:17 | 0:37:21 | |
Shut it, you! Yer maw's right. | 0:37:21 | 0:37:23 | |
Youse boys don't realise the kind of world we're living in here. | 0:37:23 | 0:37:27 | |
The kind of things your mother and I | 0:37:27 | 0:37:29 | |
try and protect you against, like drugs and violence... | 0:37:29 | 0:37:32 | |
-And work. -Aye, exactly! | 0:37:32 | 0:37:34 | |
I mean, the world's no the place it used to be. | 0:37:34 | 0:37:37 | |
Fair enough, I might be a parasite, | 0:37:37 | 0:37:39 | |
but there is a breed of super-parasite oot there noo | 0:37:39 | 0:37:43 | |
that makes us Nesbitts look like...the bloody Royal Family! | 0:37:43 | 0:37:47 | |
Come on, Rab, we're no that bad. | 0:37:47 | 0:37:50 | |
It's sad to think that this place was the hub of British industry. | 0:37:50 | 0:37:56 | |
Aye... You know, the truth of the matter is, John, | 0:37:56 | 0:37:59 | |
nae welder in Govan can get a job as a welder nowadays. | 0:37:59 | 0:38:03 | |
But you'll get a grant to put on a play about welders IN Govan, | 0:38:03 | 0:38:07 | |
you know what I'm sayin'? | 0:38:07 | 0:38:08 | |
I mean, actually some day the dole's going to offer me | 0:38:08 | 0:38:11 | |
a job as a mime artist - miming being on the dole. | 0:38:11 | 0:38:14 | |
Are you with me? | 0:38:14 | 0:38:16 | |
Do you want this job or not? | 0:38:19 | 0:38:21 | |
No, I don't want this job, of course I don't want this job! | 0:38:21 | 0:38:24 | |
You're gonnae gie it to me anyway and just shut up? | 0:38:24 | 0:38:27 | |
Right. Who here would like a job? | 0:38:27 | 0:38:31 | |
Mrs Maxwell, can I introduce Rab, who's been tidying your garden for you? | 0:38:34 | 0:38:37 | |
I'm 84, you know. | 0:38:37 | 0:38:40 | |
Aye, I thought that. | 0:38:40 | 0:38:43 | |
No really worth your while goin' on, is it? | 0:38:43 | 0:38:46 | |
That is why I have prepared you this...! | 0:38:46 | 0:38:49 | |
But that's no a'... | 0:38:50 | 0:38:52 | |
I'll throw ye a bin bag as well! | 0:38:52 | 0:38:55 | |
It is a 24/7 job these days, avoiding work. D'ye know that? | 0:38:55 | 0:38:58 | |
I actually pity young wasters comin' into the laziness industries nowadays. What chance have they got? | 0:38:58 | 0:39:04 | |
You've really done nothing in your life, have you, Rab? | 0:39:04 | 0:39:07 | |
Actually, funny you should say that, I mean... | 0:39:07 | 0:39:10 | |
cos I was actually just mappin' the genome there before I come oot the hoose. | 0:39:10 | 0:39:15 | |
Catch a grip of yersel'! | 0:39:15 | 0:39:17 | |
You tellin' me you've come all the way up here frae London | 0:39:17 | 0:39:20 | |
to interview a guy that's done nothin' with his life? | 0:39:20 | 0:39:22 | |
And you're takin' a wage packet for that?! | 0:39:22 | 0:39:24 | |
Have ye no pride, man, have ye nae pride? | 0:39:24 | 0:39:27 | |
Now, if you'll excuse me - I'm away to find a cure for cancer, | 0:39:28 | 0:39:32 | |
ya bam that ye are! | 0:39:32 | 0:39:33 | |
'At last, I'd succeeded in getting under Rab's skin. | 0:39:34 | 0:39:40 | |
'I don't want to leave Govan on bad terms, | 0:39:41 | 0:39:45 | |
'so I've agreed to meet Rab and the others for a wee swally before I go.' | 0:39:45 | 0:39:50 | |
-So, what was your question again? -What are you? | 0:39:53 | 0:39:57 | |
I've telt ye. I'm a statistic! | 0:39:57 | 0:40:01 | |
I mean, poverty never goes oot of fashion | 0:40:01 | 0:40:03 | |
so I'll tell you one thing, my future is secure. | 0:40:03 | 0:40:05 | |
I mean, how many of you people in work can say the same thing? | 0:40:05 | 0:40:09 | |
I can't. | 0:40:09 | 0:40:11 | |
Naebody knows what I'm talkin' aboot! | 0:40:14 | 0:40:16 | |
SHOUTING | 0:40:16 | 0:40:20 | |
IMPASSIONED RANTING IN SPANISH | 0:40:20 | 0:40:23 | |
Bandy! Bandy! | 0:40:27 | 0:40:30 | |
Bandy, bandage, aye... Bandage! | 0:40:30 | 0:40:34 | |
Oh, amigo, amigo...! | 0:40:34 | 0:40:38 | |
You tell the bastards! You tell the bastards! | 0:40:38 | 0:40:40 | |
EXCITED TORRENT OF SPANISH | 0:40:40 | 0:40:43 | |
Hands across the sea, brother! Hands across the sea! | 0:40:43 | 0:40:46 | |
-Adios! -Adios! | 0:40:46 | 0:40:50 | |
There's nothing restores your faith mair in human nature | 0:40:55 | 0:41:00 | |
than meetin' some poor bastard that's just as mad as yersel', eh? | 0:41:00 | 0:41:04 | |
Wait and see this. I love this, watch this... | 0:41:04 | 0:41:09 | |
Look, look, look. Ready? | 0:41:09 | 0:41:11 | |
Soft eject. See that, ye see that? | 0:41:14 | 0:41:18 | |
I'll do it again, I'll do it again. | 0:41:18 | 0:41:20 | |
I love it. I lap it up, so I dae. | 0:41:20 | 0:41:22 | |
A moment of sanity in a world gone mad. | 0:41:25 | 0:41:29 | |
I'm goin'. I'm goin'. | 0:41:31 | 0:41:33 | |
You'll go far, by the way, you know? | 0:41:35 | 0:41:37 | |
Your patter's magic(!) | 0:41:37 | 0:41:39 | |
They're worse than I am, worse. And I'm scum! | 0:41:42 | 0:41:45 | |
Eh? I mean, maybe you can work it oot, because I cannae. | 0:41:45 | 0:41:49 | |
But then again, who am I, eh? Who am I? Eh? | 0:41:49 | 0:41:53 | |
Nah, nah... See when you scrape it a' away, a' the crap, | 0:41:53 | 0:41:57 | |
and you get right doon to it, right doon to the bottom line - | 0:41:57 | 0:42:01 | |
they're all a lot o' jumped-up fascist bastards, that's what they are! | 0:42:01 | 0:42:04 | |
C'mon. What about a drink? | 0:42:04 | 0:42:07 | |
Maybe just the one, out of politeness. | 0:42:07 | 0:42:11 | |
Hey-hey! You're the man for me. | 0:42:11 | 0:42:13 | |
BOTH: # We got married in a fever | 0:42:16 | 0:42:20 | |
# Hotter than a pepper sprout | 0:42:21 | 0:42:24 | |
# We've been talkin' about Jackson | 0:42:25 | 0:42:28 | |
# Ever since the fire went out | 0:42:28 | 0:42:32 | |
# I'm going to Jackson | 0:42:32 | 0:42:34 | |
# I'm going to mess around | 0:42:34 | 0:42:38 | |
# Yeah, I'm going to Jackson | 0:42:38 | 0:42:42 | |
# Look out, Jackson town! # | 0:42:42 | 0:42:46 | |
You're looking a wee bit peely-wally there, Johnny boy... | 0:42:47 | 0:42:50 | |
No, I'm all right, I just had a bad pint. I'm OK. | 0:42:50 | 0:42:54 | |
Oh, a wee bad pint. Oh, yes, it's been known to happen. | 0:42:54 | 0:42:58 | |
-I believe you, I believe you. -Oh, good. | 0:42:58 | 0:43:02 | |
-Thank you. -Aye. | 0:43:02 | 0:43:03 | |
-And th-thank you for everything. -Aye, nae bother. | 0:43:03 | 0:43:07 | |
I, er... You know, I... | 0:43:07 | 0:43:10 | |
I love you. | 0:43:10 | 0:43:11 | |
I love you, big fella, I really do. | 0:43:11 | 0:43:14 | |
Aye, nae bother... Nae bother... I love you tae! | 0:43:14 | 0:43:18 | |
Argh...! | 0:43:18 | 0:43:19 | |
'I arrived in Govan in search of Rab C Nesbitt's recession. | 0:43:23 | 0:43:27 | |
'The poverty I was looking for is easy to find. | 0:43:27 | 0:43:31 | |
'It's in the leaky trainer and the choked aorta valve. | 0:43:31 | 0:43:35 | |
'Miraculously, that Govan heart still beats - and strongly. | 0:43:35 | 0:43:39 | |
'But why should I be surprised? | 0:43:40 | 0:43:42 | |
'As Rab says, scum always rises to the top. | 0:43:42 | 0:43:45 | |
'So do I approve of Rab? No. | 0:43:47 | 0:43:50 | |
'Do I like him? Yes. | 0:43:50 | 0:43:53 | |
'Will any of his ways rub off on me? | 0:43:53 | 0:43:56 | |
'Not a chance. | 0:43:56 | 0:43:58 | |
'Now, what are you waiting for? | 0:44:00 | 0:44:03 | |
'Beat it!' | 0:44:04 | 0:44:06 | |
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