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This programme contains adult humour and some strong language. | 0:00:02 | 0:00:07 | |
HUBBUB | 0:00:10 | 0:00:12 | |
SIREN | 0:00:12 | 0:00:13 | |
# A minstrel sang but yesterday of Thatcher and of Tebbit | 0:00:16 | 0:00:23 | |
# I sing today of zero hours | 0:00:23 | 0:00:26 | |
# And universal credit. # | 0:00:26 | 0:00:30 | |
Oh, it's yourself, Ella! Ach, it's yourself, Mary! How's it going? | 0:00:35 | 0:00:39 | |
Any luckies? Nah. A packet of soup, a stale yum yum | 0:00:39 | 0:00:44 | |
and a bashed-in tin without a label. | 0:00:44 | 0:00:46 | |
Could be kidney beans, could be custard - either way it'll go with chips. | 0:00:46 | 0:00:50 | |
Any sign of a wee job yet? No. | 0:00:50 | 0:00:53 | |
But even now I am heading up the Jobcentre Plus | 0:00:53 | 0:00:57 | |
where I have the utmost faith in my future. | 0:00:57 | 0:01:00 | |
You off your head? | 0:01:00 | 0:01:02 | |
Oh, I see. Oh...me also. | 0:01:05 | 0:01:09 | |
I suffer from shagger's hip, | 0:01:09 | 0:01:11 | |
but I too am determined not to let it get in the way | 0:01:11 | 0:01:15 | |
of a wonderful new career for me. | 0:01:15 | 0:01:17 | |
Perhaps...as a leading IT consultant | 0:01:17 | 0:01:22 | |
or as a cleaner of pub lavvies. | 0:01:22 | 0:01:24 | |
Oh, aye. I've got my name down to train as an astronaut with NASA, | 0:01:24 | 0:01:28 | |
for I hear that Poundland are opening a new branch on Pluto | 0:01:28 | 0:01:32 | |
and maybe taking on time travellers for Workfare. Super! | 0:01:32 | 0:01:36 | |
Corned beef and prunes, Nana? | 0:01:43 | 0:01:45 | |
Food bank roulette, hen, them's the breaks. | 0:01:45 | 0:01:49 | |
So. Have you thought any more about you-know-what? | 0:01:49 | 0:01:51 | |
Look, hen, I'm skint. | 0:01:51 | 0:01:53 | |
I cannae afford it. Have you seen the state the world's in today? | 0:01:53 | 0:01:57 | |
But that's my point, I cannae see the state the world's in. | 0:01:57 | 0:02:00 | |
But I could if I had enough money to go on the school cruise. | 0:02:00 | 0:02:03 | |
Go on, Nana, it's only a grand. | 0:02:03 | 0:02:06 | |
What?! A grand?! Och, why did you no say? | 0:02:06 | 0:02:09 | |
Away and take it out my purse, will you? | 0:02:09 | 0:02:11 | |
And see while you're at it, open the window, cos your grandad will be landing soon on our helipad. | 0:02:11 | 0:02:17 | |
But, Nana, it's going to Sweden... and you promised! | 0:02:17 | 0:02:20 | |
I know, hen. We just cannae afford it. | 0:02:20 | 0:02:23 | |
Look, you're only 16, there'll be plenty of other chances. Mary doll! | 0:02:23 | 0:02:29 | |
That's me back. Get your drawers off, I'm depressed. | 0:02:29 | 0:02:32 | |
HE LAUGHS It's yourself. | 0:02:33 | 0:02:37 | |
Where's...where's Granda's kiss? | 0:02:37 | 0:02:39 | |
Only a mother's love is given freely, all else is conditional. | 0:02:39 | 0:02:43 | |
You been reading that online wisdom again? Eh? | 0:02:43 | 0:02:47 | |
Listen, every time somebody posts a wise saying on Facebook, | 0:02:47 | 0:02:52 | |
an angel chokes on his own vomit. | 0:02:52 | 0:02:55 | |
Mrs Nesbitt, I'm finished. | 0:02:55 | 0:02:58 | |
Who's this wallapur? He's from the council, Rab. | 0:02:58 | 0:03:02 | |
Would you both come with me...please? | 0:03:02 | 0:03:05 | |
So...what we doing in the spare room? | 0:03:11 | 0:03:14 | |
The study! | 0:03:14 | 0:03:16 | |
Oh, aye. Aye...the study. | 0:03:16 | 0:03:18 | |
And what exactly do you...study? | 0:03:18 | 0:03:21 | |
Er...dogs, horses, lottery numbers. | 0:03:21 | 0:03:25 | |
My work is never done. | 0:03:25 | 0:03:27 | |
So it's not a...spare bedroom, then? | 0:03:29 | 0:03:31 | |
Spare bedroom? Spare bedroom? Let's see. Have you got a dictionary, Mary? Oh. | 0:03:31 | 0:03:35 | |
It's an extra room that rich folk have, Rab, for kipping in. | 0:03:35 | 0:03:40 | |
Oh, my goodness me...the way the other half live. | 0:03:40 | 0:03:45 | |
No, no, no, this room is vital for my studies. | 0:03:45 | 0:03:50 | |
You still don't qualify for... And garage! | 0:03:50 | 0:03:54 | |
He parks his disability motor here. | 0:03:54 | 0:03:57 | |
I tell you, it's murder getting it up them stairs. | 0:03:57 | 0:04:00 | |
Look, don't embarrass yourselves by treating me like a fool. | 0:04:00 | 0:04:04 | |
The use of this room is clear. | 0:04:04 | 0:04:07 | |
See, two here...two there. | 0:04:07 | 0:04:10 | |
Which makes me wonder what I'd find...if I opened this door. | 0:04:10 | 0:04:14 | |
I wondered where I'd put that. | 0:04:23 | 0:04:25 | |
That's a pity, I was going to ask him for a lift. | 0:04:27 | 0:04:29 | |
A lift? Why, where are you going? | 0:04:29 | 0:04:32 | |
HE GROANS | 0:04:33 | 0:04:35 | |
I despair of our society. | 0:04:38 | 0:04:41 | |
I sat up in Cadogan Street, right, and they called me, ME, a malingerer! | 0:04:41 | 0:04:46 | |
Well, you are a malingerer. I refute that! | 0:04:47 | 0:04:50 | |
I told them a first-class, hand-picked pack of lies. | 0:04:50 | 0:04:54 | |
And I also had signed testimonials from three jailed councillors | 0:04:54 | 0:04:58 | |
and a highly respected dodgy lawyer, right, and still they turned me down. | 0:04:58 | 0:05:02 | |
Well, that's it... roll on independence! | 0:05:02 | 0:05:06 | |
They may take our lives, but they'll never take our Disability Living Allowance. | 0:05:06 | 0:05:10 | |
Do I detect a hint of satire? | 0:05:10 | 0:05:12 | |
Half the folk in our street have been assessed. | 0:05:12 | 0:05:15 | |
Most of them are genuine, unlike the boy in the bubble there. | 0:05:15 | 0:05:18 | |
Oh, that's right, aye, blame the victim. | 0:05:18 | 0:05:21 | |
Lying is an illness. I struggle with it daily. | 0:05:21 | 0:05:26 | |
Fair enough. Fair enough. He is despicable, I'll give you that, | 0:05:26 | 0:05:30 | |
but, I mean, he's got a point, hasn't he? | 0:05:30 | 0:05:33 | |
Even useless bastards like us, well, we've got to eat. | 0:05:33 | 0:05:36 | |
Respect! | 0:05:36 | 0:05:38 | |
No, no, I'm not touching that, that's your chugging hand. | 0:05:38 | 0:05:42 | |
Time was when shite like me was treated with dignity. | 0:05:42 | 0:05:46 | |
Yeah. What year were you born, by the way? | 0:05:46 | 0:05:49 | |
1980. That's the very year people in this country | 0:05:49 | 0:05:53 | |
went on a Right to Work march. | 0:05:53 | 0:05:55 | |
I mean, fair enough, fair enough | 0:05:55 | 0:05:57 | |
they were misguided delusional pumps, but I tell you, | 0:05:57 | 0:06:01 | |
it is time we get some of that fighting spirit back, boy. Yeah! | 0:06:01 | 0:06:05 | |
I mean we might be wasters, right, but we're also human beings | 0:06:05 | 0:06:10 | |
and it's...it's up to us to get out there and prove it! | 0:06:10 | 0:06:13 | |
How? How?! | 0:06:13 | 0:06:16 | |
HE MUTTERS I'll bloody well show you how! | 0:06:16 | 0:06:21 | |
CHEERING We demand the right NOT to work! | 0:06:21 | 0:06:25 | |
We all know there is not enough jobs to go round. | 0:06:25 | 0:06:30 | |
So if you want to stop us scum flooding the jobs market | 0:06:30 | 0:06:35 | |
and driving down your wages, pay us liveable benefits! | 0:06:35 | 0:06:40 | |
CHEERING | 0:06:40 | 0:06:42 | |
We vow to spend the money on highly taxed items, | 0:06:42 | 0:06:46 | |
like fags and booze, thereby keeping the money in circulation! | 0:06:46 | 0:06:52 | |
And as an added wee bonus, | 0:06:52 | 0:06:54 | |
we promise to die before the pension age! | 0:06:54 | 0:06:58 | |
Has he got permission to demonstrate here? | 0:07:01 | 0:07:03 | |
Just a random nutter, sir. | 0:07:03 | 0:07:05 | |
Flash mob! | 0:07:05 | 0:07:08 | |
Thank you, gentlemen. | 0:07:08 | 0:07:10 | |
Right then, boys, flash! | 0:07:10 | 0:07:12 | |
Wicked bastards! | 0:07:17 | 0:07:19 | |
Heenan...zero tolerance! | 0:07:21 | 0:07:23 | |
Arrest those...keech! Yes, sir! | 0:07:23 | 0:07:26 | |
Ach! Bizzy alert! Every scumball for yourself! | 0:07:28 | 0:07:32 | |
Run! | 0:07:32 | 0:07:34 | |
SUCKING | 0:07:44 | 0:07:46 | |
I tell you this, Jamesie, I'm bloody sick of it! I'm sick of it! | 0:07:51 | 0:07:54 | |
Tell me about it. | 0:07:54 | 0:07:56 | |
Do you know all we got out of that food bank? | 0:07:56 | 0:07:58 | |
A tin of alphabetti spaghetti. | 0:07:58 | 0:08:01 | |
Bastard thing should have been in a museum. | 0:08:01 | 0:08:04 | |
I took it straight back up there and I spelt out "Eff Off" in spaghetti on their counter. | 0:08:04 | 0:08:09 | |
It was "Eff On" actually, cos I'd ran out of F's. | 0:08:10 | 0:08:13 | |
Did I tell you Peaches is looking for money for the school cruise? | 0:08:16 | 0:08:19 | |
Tell her to go out and work for it! | 0:08:19 | 0:08:22 | |
I don't know, kids these days. | 0:08:22 | 0:08:23 | |
We never got to go on a school cruise. | 0:08:24 | 0:08:28 | |
No, and it was a blessing. Travel broadens the mind. | 0:08:28 | 0:08:31 | |
That's the last thing Glasgow needs, | 0:08:31 | 0:08:33 | |
thousands of jakies stoating about the place with expanded minds. | 0:08:33 | 0:08:36 | |
You never let me finish. | 0:08:37 | 0:08:39 | |
We never got going... but she's going, boy. | 0:08:41 | 0:08:45 | |
How do you mean? | 0:08:45 | 0:08:46 | |
HE GASPS Christ! Where did you get that?! | 0:08:51 | 0:08:55 | |
Off the notice board at ASDA, it was an unwanted gift. | 0:08:55 | 0:08:58 | |
Where the hell do you think I got it? | 0:08:58 | 0:09:00 | |
The Punctured Arms pub? Shh! Keep your voice down! | 0:09:00 | 0:09:04 | |
It's a wee bit Jack-the-Hat McVitie, is it no? | 0:09:06 | 0:09:09 | |
That thing should be up in a museum along with the spaghetti hoops. | 0:09:09 | 0:09:12 | |
It might be old, but it'll still do the job. | 0:09:12 | 0:09:15 | |
I suppose. What job? | 0:09:15 | 0:09:18 | |
Are you in or are you out? | 0:09:24 | 0:09:26 | |
In. | 0:09:32 | 0:09:34 | |
BUZZER | 0:09:42 | 0:09:43 | |
Can I help you? Yes. My colleague and I | 0:09:47 | 0:09:51 | |
are actually on our way to the carnival in Venice. | 0:09:51 | 0:09:55 | |
We are pals of the Doge. | 0:09:55 | 0:09:58 | |
Him and his wife...Mrs Doge. | 0:09:58 | 0:10:01 | |
And we would actually like to make a withdrawal, | 0:10:01 | 0:10:05 | |
so that we can go and see St...Mark's Basilica | 0:10:05 | 0:10:08 | |
and gaze on its scenic splendour, | 0:10:08 | 0:10:11 | |
while sitting on our arses with a case of lager between our feet. | 0:10:11 | 0:10:14 | |
Do you have a card and some ID? | 0:10:14 | 0:10:16 | |
Oh, a card? ID? | 0:10:16 | 0:10:18 | |
Oh, difficult. Sadly not, no, but we do...have this. | 0:10:18 | 0:10:24 | |
Oh, my God! He's got a gun. | 0:10:24 | 0:10:25 | |
Fill that bag...Siobhan. Mr Farley, what'll I do? | 0:10:25 | 0:10:28 | |
Don't do any such thing, Siobhan. | 0:10:28 | 0:10:30 | |
Colleague...let him have it! | 0:10:30 | 0:10:34 | |
I did not want to have to do this! | 0:10:34 | 0:10:37 | |
RAB GROANS | 0:10:37 | 0:10:39 | |
I can see why not! You two are pathetic! | 0:10:39 | 0:10:43 | |
Colleague, have you still got that hammer in your back pocket? Aye, Rab. I mean, colleague. | 0:10:43 | 0:10:49 | |
Spit on its shaft, bend him over the desk | 0:10:49 | 0:10:52 | |
and ram it right up his hedge fund. | 0:10:52 | 0:10:54 | |
We will upload it onto the net. | 0:10:54 | 0:10:58 | |
HE CHUCKLES Maybe it'll go viral. | 0:10:58 | 0:11:01 | |
You might even get on to... Rude Tube. | 0:11:01 | 0:11:05 | |
Siobhan! Fill the bag? Yes, please. No problem. | 0:11:05 | 0:11:09 | |
Very smart decision...I might say. | 0:11:09 | 0:11:13 | |
Here's a wee sweetie for you. | 0:11:16 | 0:11:18 | |
Well, sadly we must be going, | 0:11:21 | 0:11:23 | |
the Medicis have actually asked us up the palace | 0:11:23 | 0:11:27 | |
for Tizer, crisps and a wee minuet. | 0:11:27 | 0:11:32 | |
So...ciao the now. Ci-ao! | 0:11:32 | 0:11:35 | |
BUZZER | 0:11:35 | 0:11:37 | |
The building society was robbed around 3pm today. | 0:11:37 | 0:11:39 | |
Police Scotland are looking for two men, | 0:11:39 | 0:11:42 | |
Rab Nesbitt and James Aaron Cotter, | 0:11:42 | 0:11:44 | |
whom they believe can help with their investigations. | 0:11:44 | 0:11:47 | |
I...I just don't understand how the bizzies got on to us so fast. | 0:11:50 | 0:11:54 | |
What did you give that lassie behind the counter? | 0:11:57 | 0:11:59 | |
Nothing. Just a sweetie. | 0:11:59 | 0:12:02 | |
Was it one of your grooming sweeties? | 0:12:02 | 0:12:05 | |
Eh? The ones with your phone number wrote on the wrapper? | 0:12:05 | 0:12:09 | |
Aye. Ya dozy bastard! | 0:12:09 | 0:12:12 | |
Who do you think you are?! Right, get your butts out the cowp now, mon. | 0:12:12 | 0:12:15 | |
What for? Just for swearing? No, for being a pair of cheap blagging wallapurs. | 0:12:15 | 0:12:20 | |
Get out my pub, the pair of you, you're giving this place a bad name. | 0:12:20 | 0:12:23 | |
Oh, catch a grip of yourself, it was a victimless crime. | 0:12:23 | 0:12:27 | |
Your arse! You've stood at that bar for years, ranting on about the bankers. | 0:12:27 | 0:12:31 | |
But give you half a chance and you're greasing up your podgy digits | 0:12:31 | 0:12:34 | |
and rolling around in the trough like the rest of them. | 0:12:34 | 0:12:37 | |
You should be ashamed of yourselves. Any lower and you'd get a knighthood. | 0:12:37 | 0:12:41 | |
Hey, steady the bus. I've got my pride. | 0:12:41 | 0:12:43 | |
It's the way we roll, sweetheart, you know, deal with it. | 0:12:43 | 0:12:48 | |
You don't roll, you slither. | 0:12:48 | 0:12:50 | |
I'm surprised at you, Rab. | 0:12:50 | 0:12:52 | |
So you're skint...big wow! So's the whole of Govan! | 0:12:52 | 0:12:55 | |
But try helping other folk rather than lining your own pockets. | 0:12:55 | 0:12:59 | |
Right, out! | 0:12:59 | 0:13:01 | |
Give me 20 minutes and I'll come back with a witty ad lib, you know. | 0:13:09 | 0:13:13 | |
BIRDSONG | 0:13:23 | 0:13:24 | |
See to a scumball...ethics is a queer thing, you know. | 0:13:34 | 0:13:39 | |
I mean, if somebody calls me shite, I'm happy, | 0:13:39 | 0:13:42 | |
because, well, I've fulfilled my contractual obligation, sort of. | 0:13:42 | 0:13:47 | |
But when somebody says they expected better of me, | 0:13:48 | 0:13:52 | |
well, that...that is when the flaming spear of human decency | 0:13:52 | 0:13:57 | |
lodges in my sphincter, you know. | 0:13:57 | 0:13:59 | |
HE SIGHS I mean, see that Jeanette, | 0:13:59 | 0:14:03 | |
she's actually just a moaning-faced bitch | 0:14:03 | 0:14:06 | |
but, well, she got me thinking. | 0:14:06 | 0:14:08 | |
And having thunk... This is what I've came up with. | 0:14:08 | 0:14:13 | |
MUSIC | 0:14:13 | 0:14:15 | |
BOW TWANGS ARROW THUNKS | 0:14:15 | 0:14:18 | |
FANFARE | 0:14:18 | 0:14:20 | |
You see that? You see that there? | 0:14:20 | 0:14:23 | |
To this day, I still get a spiritual hard-on | 0:14:23 | 0:14:26 | |
when I hear the thunk of that arrow into that tree. | 0:14:26 | 0:14:30 | |
It is never too late to un-Friar Tuck yourself, | 0:14:30 | 0:14:34 | |
you know what I'm saying? | 0:14:34 | 0:14:36 | |
Mary, it's me. | 0:14:39 | 0:14:41 | |
Er...there's been a wee bit of an incident, you know. | 0:14:41 | 0:14:45 | |
Did you see that bit on the telly? What the hell are you playing at?! | 0:14:45 | 0:14:50 | |
I send you up the food bank for a loaf and the next thing | 0:14:50 | 0:14:53 | |
you're on the news for blagging a building society! | 0:14:53 | 0:14:55 | |
'What the hell's going on?' I'm up the woods in the park. | 0:14:55 | 0:14:59 | |
What, Cotter's no started up that coven again, has he? | 0:14:59 | 0:15:02 | |
No! I cannae come home, can I? The bizzies know where I live. | 0:15:02 | 0:15:07 | |
Oh, tell me about it. They've been round here twice already. What the hell's going on? | 0:15:07 | 0:15:12 | |
Well, I thought I'd turn over a new leaf, and the woods seemed the right place to do it. | 0:15:12 | 0:15:18 | |
I'm actually going to become the Robin Hood of Govan. | 0:15:18 | 0:15:21 | |
Sorry, this must be a bad line, I thought you said you were going to be... | 0:15:21 | 0:15:26 | |
Aye, the Robin Hood of Govan, you heard right. | 0:15:26 | 0:15:30 | |
I'm going to fight social injustice | 0:15:30 | 0:15:33 | |
and overturn the capitalist hegemony. | 0:15:33 | 0:15:35 | |
Well, see when you've done that, go on and bring us back that loaf. | 0:15:35 | 0:15:39 | |
Listen, hen, I've got to go, I've got to... | 0:15:39 | 0:15:41 | |
I'm interviewing staff here! | 0:15:41 | 0:15:43 | |
PHONE BEEPS | 0:15:43 | 0:15:45 | |
RAB SIGHS | 0:15:45 | 0:15:47 | |
So, you have applied for the position of Merry Man? Correct. | 0:15:47 | 0:15:52 | |
There's only one wee fly in that particular ointment. | 0:15:52 | 0:15:55 | |
To wit, you're no very merry. | 0:15:55 | 0:15:57 | |
In fact, you're a miserable wee bastard. | 0:15:57 | 0:16:00 | |
That was when Jamesie podgered my wife. | 0:16:00 | 0:16:03 | |
I've cheered up a lot since then. | 0:16:03 | 0:16:04 | |
Objection. I merely flicked his wife's bean. | 0:16:04 | 0:16:07 | |
If you cannae celebrate when Andy Murray wins Wimbledon, when can you?! | 0:16:07 | 0:16:12 | |
Hear, hear! I cannae have dissent in the ranks. | 0:16:12 | 0:16:15 | |
Could you live with being a cuckold? | 0:16:17 | 0:16:19 | |
Oh, aye. I was a Rangers supporter during the Craig Whyte era, | 0:16:19 | 0:16:22 | |
I'm used to being gang-banged. | 0:16:22 | 0:16:24 | |
So, er...what kind of salary are you expecting? | 0:16:26 | 0:16:30 | |
Oh, I'm in demand. I've already been offered Workfare | 0:16:30 | 0:16:33 | |
at a salary of absolutely nothing. | 0:16:33 | 0:16:35 | |
Ah, well, there's...there's no way we could match a figure like that. | 0:16:35 | 0:16:39 | |
You better get yourself to fuck. | 0:16:39 | 0:16:41 | |
You don't understand, this isnae about the money. | 0:16:41 | 0:16:44 | |
I'm sick of sitting in my onesie | 0:16:44 | 0:16:45 | |
staring out the window at the drizzle. | 0:16:45 | 0:16:47 | |
Being a Merry Man isn't a job, it's a social duty! | 0:16:47 | 0:16:50 | |
Andra of Burleigh Street is with you! | 0:16:50 | 0:16:53 | |
Well, in that case, what are we waiting for, eh? | 0:16:54 | 0:16:58 | |
There you go, boy. | 0:16:58 | 0:17:00 | |
RAB CHUCKLES | 0:17:00 | 0:17:01 | |
Let's get tore right into the hated capitalist system! | 0:17:01 | 0:17:05 | |
Merry Men, to your weapons! | 0:17:05 | 0:17:07 | |
Er...Rab, can I just point something out here? | 0:17:12 | 0:17:16 | |
The capitalist system has got Trident missiles and unmanned drone AERIEs, | 0:17:16 | 0:17:22 | |
while we have got leafy sticks. | 0:17:22 | 0:17:25 | |
Are you questioning my leadership? Depends. | 0:17:25 | 0:17:29 | |
Do you think I might get my Nat King out of this? Very possibly. | 0:17:29 | 0:17:33 | |
In that case, I am not questioning your leadership! To the barricades! | 0:17:33 | 0:17:37 | |
ALL CHEER | 0:17:37 | 0:17:40 | |
I'm still shaking. They pure came out of nowhere, | 0:17:40 | 0:17:43 | |
said they were establishing a new world order and asked me | 0:17:43 | 0:17:47 | |
where I kept the Vimto and sherbet lemons. | 0:17:47 | 0:17:50 | |
They were quite old. | 0:17:50 | 0:17:52 | |
When they made me empty the till, I was like that. | 0:17:52 | 0:17:55 | |
Then I was like that. | 0:17:55 | 0:17:56 | |
Then I went back to being like that again. | 0:17:56 | 0:17:59 | |
It all happened so... MAN: Quickly? | 0:17:59 | 0:18:02 | |
No...slowly. Like I said, they were old. | 0:18:02 | 0:18:06 | |
One of them tried to give me their number on a sweetie wrapper, | 0:18:06 | 0:18:09 | |
but the leader stopped him. | 0:18:09 | 0:18:11 | |
Do you have any clues to their identity? | 0:18:11 | 0:18:13 | |
They were all wearing hoodies. | 0:18:13 | 0:18:15 | |
The big mental one was the gaffer. | 0:18:15 | 0:18:17 | |
He called hisself... Rab In Hoodie. | 0:18:17 | 0:18:20 | |
It's believed this is the same violent gang | 0:18:20 | 0:18:22 | |
that recently held up a building society. | 0:18:22 | 0:18:25 | |
Police say these men are dangerous | 0:18:25 | 0:18:27 | |
and if spotted should not be approached. | 0:18:27 | 0:18:30 | |
ALL GASP | 0:18:30 | 0:18:32 | |
Fear not, fear not. I am Rab In Hoodie | 0:18:34 | 0:18:38 | |
and this is my Merry Man, Little Jamesie. | 0:18:38 | 0:18:43 | |
Let it be known that the "little" is ironic, | 0:18:43 | 0:18:45 | |
I am hung like a Derby winner. | 0:18:45 | 0:18:48 | |
We have vowed to eradicate social injustice and to take arms... | 0:18:49 | 0:18:55 | |
You'll have to speak up, son, some of us have an aural shortfall. | 0:18:55 | 0:19:00 | |
Listen...here's the deal, right. | 0:19:01 | 0:19:05 | |
HE LAUGHS This country is going down the lavvy pan, right, | 0:19:05 | 0:19:11 | |
and see us scum, we are getting blamed | 0:19:11 | 0:19:14 | |
for knocking off the toilet rolls! | 0:19:14 | 0:19:17 | |
It's not your fault, son. We've all worked hard all our lives, | 0:19:17 | 0:19:22 | |
and for what? To end up in this dump! | 0:19:22 | 0:19:25 | |
Exactly, brother! Exactly! | 0:19:25 | 0:19:28 | |
And our message to the government is this. | 0:19:28 | 0:19:31 | |
You can keep your benefits! You can stuff them. | 0:19:31 | 0:19:34 | |
If they're begrudged, we don't want them! | 0:19:34 | 0:19:37 | |
We the people will not be controlled by mere spondulicks. | 0:19:37 | 0:19:43 | |
We disdain money! | 0:19:43 | 0:19:46 | |
Aye, you might, but we dinnae! | 0:19:51 | 0:19:53 | |
ALL CHEER | 0:19:53 | 0:19:55 | |
Get your paws off the crinklies, you rickedy-legged midden, ya! | 0:19:57 | 0:20:00 | |
This latest attack is said to be politically motivated | 0:20:03 | 0:20:06 | |
and the work of the self-styled Rab In Hoodie. | 0:20:06 | 0:20:09 | |
Outside Govan police station we have Chief Superintendent Murdo Cromer. | 0:20:09 | 0:20:13 | |
Chief Inspector, what can you tell us? | 0:20:13 | 0:20:15 | |
This is the sort of urban terrorism | 0:20:15 | 0:20:18 | |
against which the public need to be protected. | 0:20:18 | 0:20:21 | |
And I give Glasgow this assurance - | 0:20:21 | 0:20:24 | |
I will attack the public | 0:20:24 | 0:20:25 | |
with maximum force in order to protect it. | 0:20:25 | 0:20:28 | |
You say you're protecting the public, but Rab In Hoodie's | 0:20:28 | 0:20:31 | |
gathering a lot of popular support, is he not? | 0:20:31 | 0:20:33 | |
Nonsense! | 0:20:33 | 0:20:35 | |
Wherever I go, ordinary decent people support the police | 0:20:35 | 0:20:39 | |
and our ongoing efforts to rid the city of these... | 0:20:39 | 0:20:43 | |
animals! | 0:20:43 | 0:20:45 | |
BIRDSONG | 0:20:47 | 0:20:49 | |
So er... What's your star sign? | 0:20:51 | 0:20:54 | |
No, no, don't tell me, don't tell me, let me guess. | 0:20:54 | 0:20:57 | |
Taurus. | 0:20:57 | 0:20:59 | |
HE LAUGHS No, nae offence, nae offence, | 0:20:59 | 0:21:01 | |
it's just that the wife's a right cow as well, you know. | 0:21:01 | 0:21:05 | |
Oh, God! Oh, let me gaze into your eyes. | 0:21:05 | 0:21:09 | |
Ya dirty bastard! | 0:21:16 | 0:21:19 | |
I turn my back for five minutes, five minutes, | 0:21:19 | 0:21:21 | |
and the next thing you're fondling the bloody wildlife! | 0:21:21 | 0:21:24 | |
I was just talking to it! It's pet therapy! | 0:21:24 | 0:21:27 | |
And, anyway, we cannae stay in these woods for ever, you know. | 0:21:27 | 0:21:31 | |
This is Scotland, it'll be July soon, we could freeze to death! | 0:21:31 | 0:21:35 | |
You think I don't know that? You think I don't know that?! | 0:21:35 | 0:21:38 | |
That's why I have plans for the future. | 0:21:38 | 0:21:41 | |
What plans? | 0:21:41 | 0:21:43 | |
Civil disobedience, rioting, that kind of thing. | 0:21:43 | 0:21:47 | |
We play wur cards right, Govan could get a theme park out of this. | 0:21:47 | 0:21:50 | |
Yeah. You...you could be on a reality TV show. | 0:21:50 | 0:21:56 | |
Yeah. I mean, do you no want to be | 0:21:56 | 0:21:58 | |
the object of ridicule in a low-budget documentary? | 0:21:58 | 0:22:02 | |
I dream of being the object of ridicule in a low-budget documentary. | 0:22:02 | 0:22:08 | |
Well, remember, we are a team! | 0:22:08 | 0:22:12 | |
That means keeping our shape, keeping our discipline, | 0:22:12 | 0:22:15 | |
and that also means keeping your mitts off of anything that moos. | 0:22:15 | 0:22:20 | |
This is our once in a lifetime chance | 0:22:20 | 0:22:22 | |
to haul ourselves out the gutter. | 0:22:22 | 0:22:25 | |
Do you really want to mess that up for the sake of a pair of udders? | 0:22:25 | 0:22:29 | |
COW MOOS | 0:22:29 | 0:22:31 | |
You're right, Rab. | 0:22:31 | 0:22:34 | |
It's now or never! | 0:22:34 | 0:22:36 | |
# Robin Hood, Robin Hood Riding through the glen | 0:22:36 | 0:22:40 | |
# Robin Hood, Robin Hood With his band of men... # ALARM | 0:22:40 | 0:22:43 | |
Thinking of changing your debts into one single easy repayment? | 0:22:43 | 0:22:48 | |
Well, try Rab Loans. Simply ram a gun up a shop assistant's arse | 0:22:48 | 0:22:52 | |
and get 10K instantly. HE LAUGHS | 0:22:52 | 0:22:55 | |
Oh! Hey, here. HE CHUCKLES | 0:22:55 | 0:22:59 | |
Never mind the food bank, get your arse up to Waitrose. | 0:22:59 | 0:23:02 | |
Take it. Take it. Go. | 0:23:02 | 0:23:04 | |
Come on, Rab! | 0:23:04 | 0:23:07 | |
HE LAUGHS Take a taxi. | 0:23:07 | 0:23:10 | |
# Robin Hood, Robin Hood Riding through the glen...# | 0:23:14 | 0:23:17 | |
Calling all students, workies and unemployed comfort eaters! | 0:23:17 | 0:23:22 | |
The Paris buns are on Rab In Hoodie! | 0:23:22 | 0:23:24 | |
ALL CHEER | 0:23:24 | 0:23:26 | |
Jamesie. Jamesie, get the driver, get the driver! | 0:23:31 | 0:23:35 | |
Andra, Andra, the door! DOOR HISSES | 0:23:35 | 0:23:38 | |
People of the bus...be not afraid. | 0:23:38 | 0:23:42 | |
We...we come not to harm you or to mischief make. HE LAUGHS | 0:23:42 | 0:23:46 | |
Wait a minute, I know you. | 0:23:46 | 0:23:49 | |
You're that guy off the TV news. You're Rab In Hoodie! | 0:23:49 | 0:23:53 | |
Well, I er...I may be Robin Hood, | 0:23:53 | 0:23:57 | |
but sadly I'm also a robbing bastard! | 0:23:57 | 0:24:01 | |
But you don't have to take our money, | 0:24:01 | 0:24:03 | |
we'll give it to you, willingly! | 0:24:03 | 0:24:06 | |
We were all just talking about you. | 0:24:06 | 0:24:08 | |
We so appreciate what you're doing. | 0:24:08 | 0:24:10 | |
Don't we, everyone? ALL: Yes! | 0:24:10 | 0:24:12 | |
Oh, well, in that case, | 0:24:12 | 0:24:15 | |
let our dear Queen's head hit our traditional Scottish Lidl bags! | 0:24:15 | 0:24:20 | |
ALL CHEER | 0:24:20 | 0:24:22 | |
Oh, thank you very much, sir, that's lovely. | 0:24:22 | 0:24:24 | |
Oh, most generous. | 0:24:24 | 0:24:26 | |
# ..Robin Hood With his band of men | 0:24:26 | 0:24:30 | |
# Feared by the bad | 0:24:30 | 0:24:32 | |
# Loved by the good | 0:24:32 | 0:24:34 | |
# Robin Hood... # | 0:24:34 | 0:24:36 | |
Well, thanks for meeting me, Mary. Oh...nae bother, Louise. | 0:24:36 | 0:24:41 | |
I know the readers of my column will be fascinated to learn | 0:24:41 | 0:24:45 | |
about the woman behind Rab In Hoodie. | 0:24:45 | 0:24:47 | |
Well, sometimes I'm behind him, | 0:24:47 | 0:24:49 | |
other times I'm in front of him dragging him home by his ankles! | 0:24:49 | 0:24:53 | |
I am that proud of him, though. | 0:24:53 | 0:24:55 | |
You should be proud of yourself too. How do you mean? | 0:24:55 | 0:24:58 | |
Well, if he's Rab In Hoodie, you know what that makes you? What? | 0:24:58 | 0:25:02 | |
Maid Mary-ion. Maid Mary-ion? Hmm. | 0:25:02 | 0:25:06 | |
Oh, that's went straight to my nips! | 0:25:06 | 0:25:08 | |
Give me the skinny, what's Prick Turpin been up to now? | 0:25:16 | 0:25:20 | |
Local telly, radio features... stories in the papers. | 0:25:20 | 0:25:25 | |
Ah, Christ! He's giving out ?50 notes with food parcels. | 0:25:25 | 0:25:29 | |
Being good to people. That old trick. | 0:25:29 | 0:25:32 | |
He'll stop at nothing, the slimy bastard. | 0:25:32 | 0:25:35 | |
But that's not the bad part. | 0:25:35 | 0:25:37 | |
Christ! There's two of them! | 0:25:42 | 0:25:45 | |
But not for long, sir. | 0:25:45 | 0:25:47 | |
We're onto them. | 0:25:47 | 0:25:49 | |
I know...I miss you too. | 0:25:49 | 0:25:53 | |
But see when I come back, I am going to unleash my wand of passion | 0:25:53 | 0:25:59 | |
and make hot steaming... Are you talking to your wife? | 0:25:59 | 0:26:02 | |
Don't be repulsive! I'm talking to his wife. | 0:26:02 | 0:26:04 | |
Ask her what's for dinner. We're starving here! | 0:26:04 | 0:26:07 | |
Babette, listen the bizzies are everywhere and we cannae show face, | 0:26:07 | 0:26:11 | |
so could you smuggle us over some... | 0:26:11 | 0:26:13 | |
Aye, all right. | 0:26:14 | 0:26:16 | |
She cannae come over, she's watching the box set of Downton Abbey. | 0:26:18 | 0:26:22 | |
I bought her that. | 0:26:22 | 0:26:24 | |
Maybe we could kill a cow? | 0:26:24 | 0:26:26 | |
Yous arenae touching Rihanna! | 0:26:26 | 0:26:28 | |
Rihanna?! | 0:26:28 | 0:26:30 | |
Good God, it's an animal! Don't get sentimental! | 0:26:30 | 0:26:34 | |
She might be an animal to you, | 0:26:34 | 0:26:36 | |
but she's the only thing that's kept me sane in this wilderness! | 0:26:36 | 0:26:40 | |
She, Jamesie?! | 0:26:40 | 0:26:42 | |
Listen, would...would it make a difference to you | 0:26:42 | 0:26:45 | |
if I was to point out | 0:26:45 | 0:26:47 | |
that Rihanna does not have udders...she has bollocks! | 0:26:47 | 0:26:52 | |
That doesnae alter anything. | 0:26:52 | 0:26:54 | |
I believe in gay marriage. | 0:26:54 | 0:26:57 | |
And if a couple love each other... I believe in gay marriage too, | 0:26:57 | 0:27:02 | |
but...but society has yet to take that first breakthrough step | 0:27:02 | 0:27:07 | |
that will allow us to...to stoat about the countryside willy-nilly, | 0:27:07 | 0:27:11 | |
podgering the wildlife, let alone sticking a ring on its hoof | 0:27:11 | 0:27:15 | |
and taking a mortgage out on a cow shed in joint names! | 0:27:15 | 0:27:18 | |
Are you with me? Aye. | 0:27:18 | 0:27:21 | |
You're saying...I'm ahead of my time. | 0:27:21 | 0:27:25 | |
That's what I'm saying Jamesie, that's what I'm saying, aye. | 0:27:25 | 0:27:28 | |
One day... Shh! | 0:27:28 | 0:27:30 | |
WHIRRING | 0:27:30 | 0:27:32 | |
What is it? Shh! ROTORS WHIR | 0:27:32 | 0:27:35 | |
Tights. A bird's just crossed her legs in Cessnock! | 0:27:35 | 0:27:40 | |
You're imagining it! No, he's right, I heard something too! | 0:27:40 | 0:27:46 | |
It's the police! How did they find us?! | 0:27:46 | 0:27:48 | |
DOGS BARK The bloody mobile phones! | 0:27:48 | 0:27:51 | |
They traced the mobile signal! What'll we do, Rab? Should we give ourselves up? | 0:27:51 | 0:27:56 | |
DOGS BARK Never! Never! | 0:27:56 | 0:27:58 | |
We will stand here and we will hold our ground! | 0:27:58 | 0:28:01 | |
SIREN But first, get yourselves to fuck. | 0:28:02 | 0:28:06 | |
DOGS BARK | 0:28:06 | 0:28:09 | |
SIREN | 0:28:09 | 0:28:11 | |
OWL HOOTS | 0:28:11 | 0:28:14 | |
# How bright we shine | 0:28:14 | 0:28:16 | |
# How fast we run at the dawning of the day | 0:28:16 | 0:28:21 | |
# But as the night descends on us | 0:28:21 | 0:28:25 | |
# Our fears come out to play. # | 0:28:25 | 0:28:29 | |
We cannae go on like this! | 0:28:29 | 0:28:32 | |
Listen it's...it's important here to keep our spirits up. | 0:28:32 | 0:28:37 | |
Here's another one. | 0:28:37 | 0:28:39 | |
Who said, "If you think you're too small to make a difference, | 0:28:39 | 0:28:43 | |
"try sleeping with a mosquito"? | 0:28:43 | 0:28:46 | |
Who would want to sleep with a mosquito?! | 0:28:46 | 0:28:49 | |
You after three pints. | 0:28:49 | 0:28:51 | |
It was the Dalai Lama, all right? | 0:28:51 | 0:28:53 | |
The Dalai... All right, fair enough, it wasnae one of his best ones. | 0:28:53 | 0:28:59 | |
In fact... See, come to think of it, I hate the speccy wee bastard. | 0:28:59 | 0:29:04 | |
Cutting about in a pair of living-room curtains, | 0:29:04 | 0:29:07 | |
dispensing wisdom all over the shop. | 0:29:07 | 0:29:10 | |
Can't you shut up about the Dalai Lama?! | 0:29:10 | 0:29:14 | |
SIREN It's them again! | 0:29:14 | 0:29:17 | |
ROTORS WHIR How did they find us?! | 0:29:17 | 0:29:19 | |
SIREN Did you phone home?! | 0:29:19 | 0:29:21 | |
No...it was an accident! | 0:29:21 | 0:29:24 | |
My...my phone was in my back pocket, | 0:29:24 | 0:29:26 | |
it was an arse redial! | 0:29:26 | 0:29:28 | |
All right, it wasn't an accident. | 0:29:29 | 0:29:32 | |
SIREN NEARS I miss my wife. | 0:29:32 | 0:29:34 | |
Aye, I know what you mean. | 0:29:34 | 0:29:36 | |
I miss his wife too. | 0:29:36 | 0:29:38 | |
I'm fed up being a Merry Man! | 0:29:38 | 0:29:41 | |
And I'm fed up being Rab In bloody Hoodie. | 0:29:41 | 0:29:44 | |
Let's face it, boys...the bizzies is closing in on us. | 0:29:46 | 0:29:51 | |
We have one last chance...one last chance at a dirty big blag, | 0:29:51 | 0:29:56 | |
then we get the hell out of Dodge with the proceeds. | 0:29:56 | 0:29:59 | |
Hey, what do you think, Mary? It's green, does that make it healthy? | 0:30:04 | 0:30:10 | |
Some things are born green, Ella, | 0:30:10 | 0:30:13 | |
others have greenness thrust upon them. | 0:30:13 | 0:30:16 | |
Have you heard any more from Rab? Oh, he was on the phone last night. | 0:30:18 | 0:30:22 | |
He's still promising to get Peaches | 0:30:22 | 0:30:24 | |
the money for that school cruise of hers. | 0:30:24 | 0:30:27 | |
Oh, I'm just worried sick about how he's going to get it. | 0:30:27 | 0:30:30 | |
My mother used to talk about wartime rationing. | 0:30:30 | 0:30:33 | |
Nowadays it's much worse. I know. | 0:30:33 | 0:30:36 | |
Who'd have thought that giant bins like this | 0:30:36 | 0:30:39 | |
would end up being Kinder Eggs for scum, eh? | 0:30:39 | 0:30:42 | |
Ray Mears should do a show about Govan folk surviving in the wild. | 0:30:42 | 0:30:46 | |
ELLA CHUCKLES Any takers? | 0:30:46 | 0:30:48 | |
ELLA LAUGHS Give 'em six months, eh, Mary? | 0:30:48 | 0:30:53 | |
What is it, Mary? Are you all right? | 0:30:53 | 0:30:55 | |
God forgive me, Ella, I think I've come up with an idea. | 0:30:55 | 0:30:59 | |
What is it? | 0:30:59 | 0:31:01 | |
Rationing. Waste not want not, eh? | 0:31:01 | 0:31:06 | |
BIRDSONG | 0:31:06 | 0:31:07 | |
You sure this'll work? | 0:31:21 | 0:31:23 | |
Do yous want to a third act to your lives or do yous not? | 0:31:23 | 0:31:26 | |
Not if it's anything like the first two. | 0:31:26 | 0:31:29 | |
How do we know which one to take? | 0:31:33 | 0:31:36 | |
Shh! Keep your voice down, for God's sake! | 0:31:36 | 0:31:39 | |
Andra, to your post. All right, Rab. | 0:31:39 | 0:31:42 | |
Listen, I don't know a Canaletto from a can of spaghetti, | 0:31:42 | 0:31:46 | |
we are going to have to narrow things down a bit here. | 0:31:46 | 0:31:48 | |
We will use our stealth and our cunning. | 0:31:48 | 0:31:51 | |
Watch this. HE CLEARS HIS THROAT | 0:31:53 | 0:31:56 | |
Er...excuse me, pal. | 0:31:57 | 0:31:59 | |
Er...my colleague and I are a couple of art connoisseurs | 0:31:59 | 0:32:03 | |
through from Chookerhill, you know? | 0:32:03 | 0:32:05 | |
And we were just wondering which one of these exhibits | 0:32:05 | 0:32:09 | |
is actually priceless and which ones are just a pile of old keech | 0:32:09 | 0:32:13 | |
that you'd fling out your granny's house | 0:32:13 | 0:32:16 | |
after she'd been found dead behind the door kinda style? | 0:32:16 | 0:32:20 | |
Well, in terms of value, I suppose the Rembrandt is the most... | 0:32:20 | 0:32:24 | |
Sorry...do I know you? | 0:32:24 | 0:32:28 | |
Eh? Er... Oh, very possibly, yes. | 0:32:28 | 0:32:32 | |
I'm...I'm actually the host of that popular afternoon television show, | 0:32:32 | 0:32:37 | |
Wife In The Attic. Cash In The Attic! Cash...Cash In The Attic. | 0:32:37 | 0:32:42 | |
And my colleague here has actually had his penis exhibited on the Antiques Roadshow. | 0:32:42 | 0:32:50 | |
Of course...I'd never sell it, | 0:32:50 | 0:32:52 | |
it's been in our family too long. | 0:32:52 | 0:32:55 | |
So...playful incest jokes aside, | 0:32:55 | 0:33:00 | |
where exactly...? Which one is the Rebrand? | 0:33:00 | 0:33:05 | |
Rembrandt. Oh, yes! It's just there. | 0:33:05 | 0:33:08 | |
Oh...look at that! | 0:33:08 | 0:33:10 | |
Ah, yes. Ah, I love these tables. | 0:33:10 | 0:33:14 | |
I love them. But see his three-piece suites, they bring tears to my eyes! | 0:33:14 | 0:33:20 | |
Rembrandt was actually a painter. | 0:33:20 | 0:33:24 | |
It's just up there. Oh, yes, of course! | 0:33:24 | 0:33:28 | |
RAB CHUCKLES | 0:33:28 | 0:33:29 | |
Oh, yes, yes. | 0:33:29 | 0:33:31 | |
His, er... His rotten period. My favourite. | 0:33:31 | 0:33:35 | |
GLASS SHATTERS ALARM | 0:33:35 | 0:33:37 | |
Excuse me, gentleman. | 0:33:37 | 0:33:38 | |
Quick, Jamesie, the fiendish...switcheroo! | 0:33:38 | 0:33:43 | |
Charles Saatchi did it. He...he throttled me and ran away! | 0:33:51 | 0:33:54 | |
HORN BLARES | 0:33:57 | 0:33:58 | |
Great news! Go on. My producer loves your idea. | 0:34:12 | 0:34:15 | |
You're kidding?! A return to wartime economics. | 0:34:15 | 0:34:18 | |
Hard-pressed women making use of everything around them. | 0:34:18 | 0:34:21 | |
She thinks it'll make a great feature for the magazine show. | 0:34:21 | 0:34:25 | |
Yes! Get it right round ya! | 0:34:25 | 0:34:26 | |
Oh, I mean...what a delightful surprise. | 0:34:28 | 0:34:32 | |
Just one question. We know how interesting your recipes are | 0:34:32 | 0:34:35 | |
in theory, but do they work in practice? | 0:34:35 | 0:34:38 | |
I thought you might ask me that. | 0:34:38 | 0:34:41 | |
Da-da! | 0:34:41 | 0:34:43 | |
On you go. | 0:34:43 | 0:34:44 | |
Do you like crispy duck? Oh, yes, very much. | 0:34:44 | 0:34:48 | |
Well, you'll love this... | 0:34:48 | 0:34:49 | |
it's crispy rat. | 0:34:49 | 0:34:51 | |
Question. Did the fact that this Rembrandt painting | 0:34:54 | 0:34:57 | |
looks nothing like a Rembrandt, | 0:34:57 | 0:34:59 | |
and does not even consist of paint, not alert your suspicion? | 0:34:59 | 0:35:03 | |
I know how this looks. | 0:35:03 | 0:35:04 | |
The further clue is it's signed by the great artist...B | 0:35:04 | 0:35:09 | |
That's ...what drew my attention. | 0:35:09 | 0:35:12 | |
That and the Blu-Tack... at the corners. | 0:35:12 | 0:35:15 | |
At least he gave us a full description, sir. | 0:35:19 | 0:35:21 | |
We know exactly who we're looking for. | 0:35:21 | 0:35:23 | |
All we need to know now is where to find them. | 0:35:23 | 0:35:25 | |
That's simple enough. | 0:35:25 | 0:35:26 | |
If you were a Govan scumball with a Rembrandt stuck up your funnel, | 0:35:26 | 0:35:30 | |
where would you go to offload it? | 0:35:30 | 0:35:32 | |
There's only one place. Correctamundo! | 0:35:32 | 0:35:34 | |
PHONE RINGS | 0:35:43 | 0:35:46 | |
Grandad? Listen, hen, years ago I wanted to go on a school cruise. | 0:35:46 | 0:35:53 | |
The name of the boat was...Nevasa. | 0:35:53 | 0:35:56 | |
That name is still engraved in the pickled walnut | 0:35:56 | 0:36:00 | |
that passes for my heart. | 0:36:00 | 0:36:01 | |
I never made it...but you will. | 0:36:02 | 0:36:05 | |
What?! Listen, I'm meeting a wee man down the docks tomorrow morning. | 0:36:05 | 0:36:11 | |
You be there. You mean it? Grandad, please don't be a fanny merchant. | 0:36:11 | 0:36:16 | |
Don't make me troll you on Twitter. Grandad? | 0:36:16 | 0:36:19 | |
Tomorrow, hen. Tomorrow. Cheerio. | 0:36:19 | 0:36:23 | |
He took the bait, sir. We're closing in. | 0:36:30 | 0:36:32 | |
RADIO CRACKLES | 0:36:32 | 0:36:34 | |
SHIP'S HORN | 0:36:40 | 0:36:41 | |
GULLS SCREECH | 0:36:43 | 0:36:45 | |
Fair takes me back to my schooldays. | 0:36:45 | 0:36:48 | |
Standing in an alleyway with an old master between my legs. | 0:36:48 | 0:36:52 | |
PHONE RINGS | 0:36:52 | 0:36:54 | |
Excuse me. | 0:36:54 | 0:36:55 | |
Hello. | 0:36:58 | 0:36:59 | |
Aye, aye, aye, it's me. | 0:36:59 | 0:37:01 | |
Of course I've got the painting! Have you got the money? | 0:37:02 | 0:37:07 | |
What? Step...step forward and reveal myself? | 0:37:07 | 0:37:11 | |
OK, OK. Wilco. Yeah, Wilco. | 0:37:12 | 0:37:15 | |
Stepping forward...now. | 0:37:15 | 0:37:17 | |
HE SIGHS | 0:37:19 | 0:37:20 | |
Christ! There's never a dull moment being scum, is it, eh? | 0:37:20 | 0:37:23 | |
One minute you're queuing up for an Atos test, for Christ's sake, | 0:37:23 | 0:37:28 | |
and the next minute you're an art thief... | 0:37:28 | 0:37:31 | |
and the Errol Flynn of Pollokshaws. | 0:37:31 | 0:37:34 | |
HE LAUGHS | 0:37:34 | 0:37:36 | |
The things we do for love. | 0:37:36 | 0:37:38 | |
Grandad! | 0:37:40 | 0:37:42 | |
Peaches! | 0:37:42 | 0:37:44 | |
Grandad! Peaches! SIREN | 0:37:45 | 0:37:49 | |
Oh, for fuck's sake! | 0:37:49 | 0:37:51 | |
SIREN | 0:37:51 | 0:37:52 | |
RAB GROANS | 0:38:01 | 0:38:03 | |
Hello, Robin. | 0:38:03 | 0:38:05 | |
I'm the big bad sheriff. | 0:38:05 | 0:38:07 | |
You think you're going to stop me, don't you? | 0:38:07 | 0:38:10 | |
Well, I'll tell you this, boy, see my Merry Men? | 0:38:10 | 0:38:13 | |
My Merry Men are out there! | 0:38:13 | 0:38:15 | |
All right, Rab? | 0:38:15 | 0:38:16 | |
Nae luck, eh, Rab? | 0:38:16 | 0:38:19 | |
HE SIGHS | 0:38:19 | 0:38:21 | |
On occasions like these, I normally make a big showboating speech, | 0:38:21 | 0:38:26 | |
you know something along the lines of | 0:38:26 | 0:38:29 | |
'Tis a far, far better thing I do now than I've ever done before" | 0:38:29 | 0:38:33 | |
sort of style. But, well, sometimes words just don't say enough. | 0:38:33 | 0:38:39 | |
RAB GROANS | 0:38:39 | 0:38:41 | |
PHONE RINGTONE PLAYS | 0:38:43 | 0:38:45 | |
Hello. Nana...where are you? | 0:38:45 | 0:38:49 | |
Where I'll always be, hen. | 0:38:49 | 0:38:51 | |
Oh...Nana! | 0:38:51 | 0:38:53 | |
MARY LAUGHS | 0:38:53 | 0:38:55 | |
I suppose you just cannae always get what you want, eh? | 0:38:55 | 0:38:59 | |
Ah, never you mind, hen. | 0:38:59 | 0:39:01 | |
I'll tell you what, you want to see me | 0:39:01 | 0:39:03 | |
make an arse of myself on the telly this morning? Might cheer you up. | 0:39:03 | 0:39:06 | |
Aye, why no? | 0:39:06 | 0:39:08 | |
Today on the Wan Show we'll have fun, sun, song and testicular cancer. | 0:39:08 | 0:39:14 | |
But first, I'm with social rebel Mary "Hoodie" Nesbitt. | 0:39:14 | 0:39:18 | |
In these harsh times, Mary has some urban recipes | 0:39:18 | 0:39:21 | |
that absolutely anyone can afford. Am I right? | 0:39:21 | 0:39:25 | |
Oh, yes, that is correct, Louise. | 0:39:25 | 0:39:28 | |
Take the urban fox... and I do mean take it. | 0:39:28 | 0:39:31 | |
Just grab one by the throat, then batter it over the head | 0:39:31 | 0:39:35 | |
with an empty ginger bottle | 0:39:35 | 0:39:37 | |
till it staggers then falls. | 0:39:37 | 0:39:39 | |
Then drag it home, bung it in the blender and...voila! | 0:39:39 | 0:39:43 | |
There we have it. Fox in the Box! | 0:39:43 | 0:39:47 | |
Another quick idea is bin-lid tempura. | 0:39:49 | 0:39:52 | |
Very popular in Germany after the war. | 0:39:52 | 0:39:55 | |
Just take one bin lid from a top-quality restaurant | 0:39:55 | 0:40:00 | |
and your man's old chib. | 0:40:00 | 0:40:02 | |
Then scrape the glabber off into delightful slivers. | 0:40:02 | 0:40:07 | |
Any other...tips, Mary? Oh, yes, indeed, Louise. | 0:40:07 | 0:40:12 | |
Shoplifting! Now, those dirty great deep big pockets of... | 0:40:12 | 0:40:16 | |
I think that's all we've got time for. | 0:40:16 | 0:40:19 | |
Moving on... | 0:40:19 | 0:40:21 | |
I get it. I should just learn my place, right? | 0:40:21 | 0:40:24 | |
Accept that we're both just a couple of losers. | 0:40:24 | 0:40:27 | |
Speak for yourself, hen. | 0:40:27 | 0:40:29 | |
See, after that went out, I got a phone call from a publisher. | 0:40:29 | 0:40:32 | |
And he wants to put a photo of Mary Hoodie | 0:40:32 | 0:40:36 | |
on the front cover of a new cookbook for the unwaged. | 0:40:36 | 0:40:39 | |
So I said, "All right, pal, a grand in the hand, and it's yours." | 0:40:39 | 0:40:43 | |
And what did he say? Look at that! | 0:40:43 | 0:40:45 | |
You see that, that is a boarding pass | 0:40:45 | 0:40:49 | |
for that dirty great big cruise ship over there | 0:40:49 | 0:40:52 | |
that's leaving in ten minutes. | 0:40:52 | 0:40:54 | |
Well, have you got nothing to say? | 0:40:54 | 0:40:56 | |
Aye, but you better cover your ears. | 0:40:56 | 0:40:58 | |
Ya fucking dancer! | 0:40:58 | 0:41:00 | |
Go on. On you go, quick! Quick! | 0:41:02 | 0:41:04 | |
They'll wait for you. Peaches, bye! | 0:41:04 | 0:41:07 | |
Bye! | 0:41:07 | 0:41:09 | |
HORN | 0:41:10 | 0:41:11 | |
# The game was played | 0:41:11 | 0:41:13 | |
# The race was run | 0:41:13 | 0:41:15 | |
# The sheriff won the hunt | 0:41:15 | 0:41:18 | |
# No sympathy for Rab and C | 0:41:18 | 0:41:22 | |
# For the judge he was a.... # | 0:41:22 | 0:41:24 | |
Are you sure this is going to work? | 0:41:38 | 0:41:41 | |
Of course it's going to work. | 0:41:41 | 0:41:43 | |
It worked for the Count of Monte Cristo, didn't it? | 0:41:43 | 0:41:46 | |
Aye, aye, but he made an arse of it. | 0:41:46 | 0:41:48 | |
He ended up burrowing into the cell next door. Ah, well, that's... | 0:41:48 | 0:41:52 | |
That's where we're smarter. | 0:41:52 | 0:41:53 | |
Our cell is right on the end. | 0:41:53 | 0:41:56 | |
You've thought this through, Rab. | 0:41:56 | 0:41:59 | |
And one floor up. And one floor up? | 0:41:59 | 0:42:02 | |
Above the sewage tank! | 0:42:05 | 0:42:07 | |
BOTH SCREAM | 0:42:07 | 0:42:09 | |
RAB SPLUTTERS | 0:42:12 | 0:42:14 | |
Jamesie! Jamesie! | 0:42:16 | 0:42:18 | |
Ohh! | 0:42:18 | 0:42:20 | |
Christ knows I'm not ambitious, | 0:42:23 | 0:42:26 | |
but I'd always hoped to die IN the gutter, not fucking underneath it! | 0:42:26 | 0:42:31 | |
You know our mistake in life, Jamesie? | 0:42:33 | 0:42:36 | |
We've always... We've always burrowed down, | 0:42:36 | 0:42:40 | |
we should have been...burrowing up. | 0:42:40 | 0:42:44 | |
Up? Up?! | 0:42:44 | 0:42:46 | |
How can you burrow up?! Up?! | 0:42:46 | 0:42:52 | |
Forget tunnels. Forget tunnels! | 0:42:52 | 0:42:56 | |
We will...we will join the prison woodworking class | 0:42:56 | 0:43:01 | |
and we will build...a glider! | 0:43:01 | 0:43:04 | |
Oh, hell, yeah! | 0:43:04 | 0:43:08 | |
BOTH: # Robin Hood, Robin Hood | 0:43:08 | 0:43:10 | |
# Riding through the glen | 0:43:10 | 0:43:14 | |
ALL: # Robin Hood, Robin Hood With his band of men... # | 0:43:14 | 0:43:19 | |
What are you looking at anyway? Eh? | 0:43:19 | 0:43:22 | |
What are you looking at? Away and find your own song to sing. | 0:43:22 | 0:43:26 | |
Go on, away you go! Beat it! | 0:43:26 | 0:43:29 | |
HE BLOWS RASPBERRY | 0:43:29 | 0:43:31 | |
Beat it! | 0:43:57 | 0:43:58 |