Dream Machine Scrappers

I'm Terry Walker,

and this is my scrapyard.

-All right, our Dean?

-All right, pal.

-All right, Boss.

I buy cars, I strip 'em,

squash 'em, and flog the lot.

It's coming together nicely.

I've never seen a place like this.

Don't strain yourselves, will you!

We'll try not to, Boss!

It's the love of my life.

Other than our Lyndsay, the wife.

Well, who's paying this?

-Is it more than a grand?

-Yeah.

-You're paying it.

-No, I'm not. You're paying it!

No, no, no, no!

Nobody can do the deal like Terry. Nobody. He is a one-off.

'One day, we plan to hand this all over to our kids.'

I am here solely for me family.

He loves this job.

You look good in that, our Jon. Won't find them in the corner shop.

'But, first, we've got to get it running right.'

Stop messing about! That's exactly how it shouldn't be!

'And that's the hard bit.'

I want the yard to be run properly.

Oi, Frank!

It's not even safe to work!

He's under this bonnet of this car for nothing.

Can you get a hi-vis vest on?

You? That's not hi-vis.

Worst-case scenario, they'll close us down.

In the middle of all this chaos...

..we've got to somehow try to earn a few quid as well.

I'm stuck!

But, if we stick together, do the job right...

..and keep the cars rolling in,

We'll be one big happy family.

The Walkers have just come back

from an inspirational business trip to Italy.

-All right? How's it going?

-All right, mate. How was your trip?

It was good. Yeah, eye-opening.

Not only has he got inspiration from the scrapyard,

he's got inspiration from the scrapyard owner.

Italian stallion.

He's brought himself some tight-bottom-fit jeans.

Oh, my God.

Honestly, he'll start getting his hair all dyed jet-black

like the Italians.

He'll look like something out of a porn movie, jet-black hair.

-We'll get him a porn 'tache.

-Big 'tache!

We'll get him a porn 'tache to stick on!

But it's not just Italian style that Terry's fallen for.

He's got his heart set on a half-million-pound machine

that shreds cars and separates metals from plastics.

One day, there will be a shredder in that area there.

Ultimately, Lyndsay will be paying for it as well!

I weren't having a shredder when I went, I'll tell you now.

In my head, I were not buying a shredder.

But I thought, "No."

This is the way forward.

The shredder would help Terry

squeeze the most profit from every car.

But there's no point buying one

unless he can get the rest of the yard

running better than it ever has before.

This is a memory from my little visit in Italy.

This helps towards my memories of seeing how a proper yard's run.

Muchas gracias.

Terry's just got back to his Bolton scrapyard,

and he's a man on a mission.

I just see a production line.

Put all the cars in a row, right, your job is to take the bumpers off,

your job is to take the glass off,

your job is to take the mirrors and lights off.

We're not doing the job right.

If we was to disassemble the cars and break them down totally,

we'd have a damn sight more profit out the job.

How we going to change to get like that?

That's what I'm saying now.

Basically you've got to think bigger.

Can you sort this out?

THEY CHEER

-Big Lyndsay's back!

-Bloody hell.

Big? I'm not big! Oh, my God.

-How was Italy?

-It were good.

-I have heard they have a two-hour dinner break?

-They did.

What's that all about?

Nice boss!

See, the thing is,

I wouldn't want to start investing and he's not going to change.

It's stupid.

He has to move forward,

he's go to be the one who's going to learn now, it's him.

I wouldn't want to fall into one of those shredders

but, I tell you know what,

there'd be a fair few people I'd chuck in it!

For Terry, change can't come soon enough.

Because, at the moment, all he can see are wasted opportunities.

Worth a tenner.

Now worth 10p.

This is just a great big pile of contaminated scrap.

Right now, that's worth £70 a tonne.

If I was to split it up, clean the metal,

I reckon you'd get £200 a tonne for that.

Your plastic, if it was separated properly, no steel in it,

I reckon you'd get £500-£600 a tonne for that.

It needs separating so that the plastic goes one way,

the rubber goes another way,

and then the clean scrap can go a different direction as well.

A shredder would separate out valuable materials

from the shell of a car,

but only after the other parts are taken off by hand.

All these containers are going to come out, one, two, three, four.

We'll take them out this week.

So, Lyndsay's agreed to a £20,000 refit

that will force the lads to strip the cars down properly.

I'm going to take the containers out, do some groundwork inside,

put some concrete in, and then put a wall up at the back

and create bays coming out to put each individual...

You know, like the rubber, the plastic...

alternators, starter motors, racks - parts that are worth money.

To get the mentality into a de-assembly plan.

The refit is not the only sign that Terry's modernising the yard.

23-year-old Heather is the yard's new apprentice spanner lass.

Change, isn't it? It can only be good for us all.

T's only trying to move on with the future.

-This is Heather.

-Hiya.

-Hiya.

Right, I need you to shadow you today, yeah? On spanners.

-Show her the ropes of what's... What we do. Heather?

-Get a hi-vis!

That's mine. I'll go and find another one.

Right, I'll come and find you in a bit and do your induction.

-Okie dokie.

-See you in a bit.

-See you later.

In its 30-year history,

the yard has never had a female mechanic.

There's a lot of young lads in the yard

that I'm sure are going to have a healthy eye for her, like.

Mo's getting all excited, though!

-Aren't you, Mo?

-No, I'm not.

I just hope that it doesn't stop production.

-Ever took a bonnet off before?

-Yeah, once before.

-Do you want me to do this side?

-Yeah, I'll get in the socket.

-There you go.

-Thank you.

You know you're going to get some oil on you, off my tools.

-I've not seen nails as long as yours before for a mechanic.

-No.

I'm really enjoying it. I think I'm going to blend in all right.

Everyone's friendly.

How can she do that job with long nails?

And she needs to tie her hair up as well. Imagine that getting caught...

Imagine her hair getting caught in one of them... Fan belts.

-She's got to tie her hair up and she's got to take her nails off.

-What if she gets oil in her hair?

To me, to you.

Mo keeps going, "Where's this girl? Where's this girl?"

He started an engine 40 minutes ago and still not finished it.

Place it against here...

Not normal, a girl working in mechanics, like.

-Do you want to tell Lee we've got the Renault Clio bonnet off?

-Yeah.

-Then we, er... Shall we have a cup of tea?

-Sure.

-In need of one!

-That's, it, all that hard work we've just done.

With change sweeping across the yard,

Terry needs to get the back area cleared

before the workmen arrive to build the new bays.

What you need to do now is to clear all this,

-so it's nothing inside at all.

-OK.

Also, what I need you to do is go and move them bowsers for me, now.

Because I can't move. I can't move nowhere.

With preparations for the build in safe hands,

Terry and Lyndsay are turning their attention

to raising the half a million pounds they need to buy a shredder.

And they've arranged a meeting with an estate agent.

-Get through there, look?

-Yeah.

Good God, I've been bit.

They're prepared to make a major sacrifice -

selling the piece of land they bought

for their dream retirement home.

-Yeah, this is the site.

-OK.

It's a good site, isn't it? Beautiful location.

Yes, yes.

It's got full planning permission for a 5,500-square-foot house

in Arts and Crafts design.

There's a lot of work to be done here. I think there's going to be a big cost in to that.

Let's just get short. As long as price is right, just...

-..let's move on. I need to buy a shredder now, mate.

-Right.

I mean, there's only two ways to do it.

Either I buy a shredder and make my own scrapyard in to a better...

A better business, or I'll just start a scrapyard here.

And I can live in me caravan there.

With me mud hut here! And fill it up with parts.

-How would you get them down there to here?

-Or I could put me shredder there...

-Is he for real?

All our dreams and aspirations were in this place,

at one point in our lives, a couple of years ago.

But I thought to myself,

you know what, I've not got liquid cash there ready to...

Not enough. But I've got things I can sell.

They think the land's worth around £500,000,

so it could be the perfect solution.

I'm changing me mind.

I think it's going to be really nice done, this.

It is a shame, I do agree. I don't want to really sell it. But...

-What do we do?

-Let's see what he comes back with.

The more I look at that river,

I keep thinking there might be a disaster.

-What, do you mean you might end up in it?

-No, not me.

You!

At the yard, it's the first day of the build,

and work is supposed to be under way.

Well, we've turned up this morning

and we were hoping this would be clear, ready for us to start.

All these cars are here, and they've still got engines in.

But there's engines stacked in front of them.

We want these containers out of the way,

and we can start digging holes.

We're not just right happy at the moment.

Wait for Terry turning up.

He seems to be the man that gets things done round here.

Keep calm, Terry. Keep calm, keep clam.

Keep calm. I'm seeing no... I'm seeing...

I'm seeing nothing.

That container should be out by now.

Peter should now be digging holes and preparing the groundwork

underneath that container.

And he's not.

I can see a big pile of tyres spewed out so all the room's been killed.

Keep calm, Terry. Keep calm.

Why's nothing happened?

Cos everything were out here when we turned up.

We said we'd be here for seven o'clock

and there were half a dozen cars all on the side down here.

-God's sake.

-Engines with tags on in front of them.

-Frank!

This job here should be totally clear at seven o'clock this morning

for him to work.

That skip shouldn't be there.

Should be moved. I want you to take that skip there.

-And all these wheel rims want moving.

-OK.

Obviously, I can see they're a bit behind, a couple of hours behind,

but we'll catch up.

Never goes to plan, does it?

Get some muscles on you, Cocker!

As part of the new efficiency drive,

Terry's trying to be a more professional manager.

Get all this cleaned up now.

And then slot that skip in here, then put the tyres back in it.

Then it's out his way. What he should have done last night!

Go on, Frankie!

Try it sideways.

That's it, just slide it in there.

Perfect!

Bit madness, isn't it, what's going on at the moment?

But when it starts getting erected, this concrete bays,

it's going to look good.

But it's just all hands on at the moment, innit?

Big job, isn't it, clearing it all out?

Getting ready for a new phase in the scrappers' legend,

It's all come together nice and bonny.

The main thing is to keep calm!

It's already been a busy morning for the apprentice spanner lass

and the yard junior, Dean.

I think Dean's going to definitely try it on with her.

I can tell by how he's acting.

He's acting like he's normal now, cos a girl's come to see him.

-What are you doing this weekend?

-Going out.

-You're not very talkative.

-What?

-I said you're not very talkative.

It's just... I'm shy, me! I don't...

-You've been here how long?

-I don't know.

-A while. Been on and off for years.

-You shouldn't be shy.

I've actually never seen a girl in overalls.

I love it, me.

It seems almost everything at the yard is changing.

During all that chaos this morning, he never kicked off.

He held it all in.

-The yard's changing, he has to change.

-Yeah.

He's been really good, he's not shouted.

He's doing well, isn't he?

Touch wood.

Luke, your hi-vis is not acceptable.

Go over to Jon, he'll present you with a nice clean hi-vis vest

so we can see you again, and some gloves.

Knock-down price of £5.

Cost me a quid.

-Nice one.

-You're welcome.

He's so relaxed, I don't know what it is.

HE EXHALES

Just count to ten. Count to ten, Terry.

I tell you what, the idea you've come up with,

just to put these in rows, is a good idea.

Well done, well done. Happy days.

You've done well.

I can't get used to this.

Too quiet!

But it's the calm before the storm.

Zafira door. Why is the mirror still on?

If the mirror's still on, send it back. Motor - inside the door.

Golf Estate tailgate.

Now look at it - wasted.

Wasted. Money gone.

That should have been taken off, and the back doors as well.

That is rare as anything, cos it's an Estate.

It really, really winds me up to the core

to see good parts going to waste.

The whole point of Terry's plan is to salvage every single part.

But, in depollution, Chris and the lads have not been following orders.

That car's been in here a week.

The shockers are on it,

power-steering pump can come off, rack can come off.

You're supposed to be doing back callipers. What's he doing?!

There's no effort put in to nothing at all. Lazy, just bone idle!

How can you just take that up there and scrap it,

without even thinking one little thing about what you've wasted?

There's more money on there than your wage for the day.

-Oh, I believe that.

-You should know better.

Upset by the outburst, Chris has called it a day.

If I want to carry on now with this big venture,

these big plans, they've got to adhere to that,

otherwise I'm pissing in the wind, aren't I?

It's all for nothing.

Hey, I've just seen Chris Fletcher walking out.

I heard Terry shouting before.

-Did you?

-Really shouting. I don't know who at.

If he's not done something right up there,

you know Terry just loses it, like that.

Well, that's the old Terry, isn't it, creeping in again. Creeping in.

Old Terry's here.

THEY LAUGH

-Hiya, mate.

-How are you?

-I'm all right, not bad.

-Hiya.

-All right, Debs?

-You all right?

-Yeah, yeah. I'm trying to get there.

It's hard work.

-Chris has gone, hasn't he?

-Yeah.

What's he done?

They brought a car in last week.

Then they're scrapping it with the power-steering pump on,

the steering rack on, the callipers on.

Them parts have got to come off, that's all money.

I said to Chris, "Why are you scrapping this?"

He said, "It takes too long."

I said, "You are joking me!"

-Give over.

-I'm telling you.

-Don't let it... Don't get worked up over it.

-No. You have...

Can't help it. I've tried my best.

He wouldn't have got it anywhere else, the chances he's had.

-What would you like?

-I don't like eating when I've revved up, but...

I think I'll tuck into some of that steak pie there.

And a brew?

-An eyeful of chips and a bit of gravy.

-And a bit of gravy.

At the other end of the yard, there is some progress.

I think you've broke its back.

You've actually made up for that couple of hours, haven't you?

-Yeah.

-What are you putting in, Empire State Building?

I don't want it to fall over.

You know what you're doing, and job's right.

Refreshing and all to have someone who knows what they're bloody doing.

I'm happy with the progress.

But the building work counts for nothing

unless Terry has a team of staff he can rely on.

Chris has upset me today because of his attitude towards the job.

We were trying to lay down new rules

to make the job easier and faster and more efficient,

and he's just not adhering to it.

Really, really wound me up.

I'm appalled, really, by the way that he's conducting himself.

Anyway, not letting anything get on top.

We've had our say.

You can see the yard, it's changing. He's brought changes here.

He's put all this time and effort and money in to it.

Then he's employing people and paying them to do something that,

if they don't do it, it's going to get him annoyed.

Yeah, but the thing is with Chris,

it's because he's probably gone so mad

because Chris should know better. Because he has been here a long time

-and he is one of the older ones.

-He's grown up with Chris, hasn't he?

Hopefully, he'll go home, he'll be thinking a lot today,

and either Terry will ring him tonight, or he'll ring Terry.

-They'll sort it out, he'll be back in the morning.

-Yeah, hopefully.

-With a bit of luck.

Here you are.

Here you are!

Mind your back.

This morning, Terry's facing another setback.

His plans to make the lads look more professional have hit a snag.

We want hi-vis... Different clothes, really,

for different areas of the yard.

But I've got me leaflet, me illustration here,

of what I ordered,

and it's absolutely nothing like what is here!

So, all the sizes are wrong.

All the... All the markings on the back are wrong.

So, like, thanks, men!

One, two, three, four, five...

Should be five red T-shirts.

Five tops, five bottoms.

That's it! We've got about 75 pairs of bottoms, all wrong size.

So, like, I've got a real conundrum going on here now.

Did you order some hats as well?

I've not even ordered any black hard hats!

Stupid.

What a balls-up.

So, instead of being neat and tidy and organised,

and we know where everyone is,

everyone's got the wrong stuff on.

HE LAUGHS

Is this a conspiracy to wind me up?

-Where's your pants?

-Where's the Ebola outbreak?!

THEY LAUGH

This should say gate runner on it!

Follow that export man!

After storming out of the yard yesterday,

Chris has come back to see if he still has a job.

How did it start, what did you get in trouble for?

He just come in, started having a go at us.

-Everything.

-For what, though?

-Everything.

I ain't done anything wrong. I been grafting from the moment I come in.

Yeah, he said that there were quite a lot of parts left on the car.

And you said, "I haven't had time."

That's...difficult.

Just let me see what he's doing.

Having lost his cool yesterday,

it's a chance for Terry to show he really has changed.

All right, Nat.

Do you want me, ladies, or what?

We just need to get to the bottom of what's gone wrong.

The fact of the matter is,

you just haven't done what I've asked you to do.

And you are costing me more money

than what it is to pay you.

I'd already dropped three engines by the time you came up,

and you called me a lazy bastard.

There's 6,000 cars a year come in this yard.

So, to me, that's 6,000 steering racks should come off.

12,000 callipers that should come off. Where are they?

I've spent time with you and I've shown you what to do,

and we've done it.

And the person that I trust the most

has just basically pissed up me back.

I'm trying to bring you up to a level,

and you're trying to bring me...

Keep me to the same level.

Well, I apologise for my part in it, anyway.

Are you coming with us on this ride into the future,

or are you staying put?

I was hoping, yeah.

If you can't ride along with us,

you're just going to end up getting left behind.

It's hard work, this job, isn't it?

Right, let's leave it at that. Ta-ra.

I've been here a long time.

It's part of me life, innit?

I missed it this morning.

I woke up and had nowhere to go.

So I missed it then, cos I had nowhere to go,

so I just sat and tapped me feet, watching Jeremy Kyle.

I'm really, really proud about how he handled the Chris thing then.

Yeah, there were no screaming and shouting like a banshee like normal.

It were just calm, cool.

He must have felt better doing it like that

than getting blood pressure, from screaming at everyone.

The new Terry. Italian Terry.

Out in the yard, the concrete bays have quickly taken shape...

and Terry can see exactly how they're going to work.

This one - starter motors, alternators, power-steering pumps.

Then, in here, it'll be all suspension parts.

Shockers, drive shafts, wishbones.

In here will be plastic bumpers -

front, rear, and lights.

The shredder will go at the end of the bays

and be the final stage of Terry's new production line.

Looking nice. Nice and clean.

Oversized prison cells!

-Yeah.

-That's what they are.

Especially when they've got the doors on it.

With that little window!

Should be all right, that.

I'm feeling really on top of the world about this.

I must admit. I wish I could have afforded to do this a long time ago.

Another 30 grand,

we'll do the whole of the yard.

So, it's like, come on, Lyndsay!

It's Lyndsay time! Cuddle up, snuggle up.

That was tight, that.

You could have got a bug's dick between there!

In little over a week, the yard has been transformed.

It's a huge achievement after what's been a very tough few months.

Beginning of the year, or six months ago,

there was sort of like a big hill to climb

and a lot of hurdles to get over.

Over the last year Terry and Lyndsay have faced financial difficulties,

health-and-safety worries and staffing problems.

A bit of hard work, a bit of graft and a bit of insight,

bit of inspiration and we've got over those hurdles,

and hopefully the future's going to be bright for us.

The yard is becoming a more professional operation.

There's a new generation of spanner lads coming through

and the old guard are adapting to all the changes.

And with their land up for sale,

Terry and Lyndsay's dream of having a shredder

could soon become a reality.

-Where's the hi-vises?

-I hate these!

They're horrible.

It's a new beginning for the yard,

and Terry wants to mark the occasion with a grand opening of the bays.

-Hiya, love.

-We're here with the cavalry.

-Have you come for a check on us?

-Come to have a gander.

Come on, then. I'll show you.

To cut a long story short,

different parts off the cars

will be spannered off and go into these bays.

It's better than what I thought, this, you know. I'm impressed.

I think this is the best thing what you've ever done.

-Me, too.

-Very proud.

-Thank you, Cathy.

-Me, three!

-Thank you.

Do the honours, love.

Mind your fingers.

I now pronounce...

operation separation, Venice, open!

THEY CHEER

It's a wall. Do you know what I mean?

But, it's not just one wall!

No, it's four or five!

-It's a wall.

-I'm dying for a fag.

-Watch your Jimmy Choos.

-Oh, God!

I feel good about the future for all the kids now,

because it will be run a lot better.

There'll not be many health-and-safety issues, you know,

there'll not be as much stress, everything will be in its place

and, honestly, it is a big step he's made,

and it will work.

I can only see positive things for us as a family

and a business going forward, you know,

and I'm just looking forward to getting stuck in

and seeing the pounds roll in.

There's cash in them cars, and I'm just going to extract it out.

Good, good.

Better, cleaner.

So, are you feeling it? Give us a hug.

He's got out vision for the future, so, it is a step forward,

100%. Just don't know where we'll get the money from!

Come on!

TERRY SINGS

Honest to God, shut up!