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# And thinkin' and prayin' | 0:00:18 | 0:00:20 | |
# Plannin' and dreamin' each night of his charms | 0:00:20 | 0:00:25 | |
# That won't get you into his arms | 0:00:25 | 0:00:29 | |
# So if you're lookin' to find love | 0:00:29 | 0:00:33 | |
# You can share | 0:00:33 | 0:00:39 | |
# All you've got to do is | 0:00:39 | 0:00:40 | |
# Hold him and kiss him and love him | 0:00:40 | 0:00:43 | |
# And show him that you care | 0:00:43 | 0:00:48 | |
# Show him that you care just for him | 0:00:48 | 0:00:52 | |
# Do the things | 0:00:52 | 0:00:54 | |
# He likes to do | 0:00:54 | 0:00:57 | |
# Wear your hair just for him | 0:00:57 | 0:01:01 | |
# Because | 0:01:01 | 0:01:03 | |
# You won't get him | 0:01:03 | 0:01:05 | |
# Thinkin' and a-prayin'... # | 0:01:05 | 0:01:08 | |
What about a pork pie, Mum? | 0:01:08 | 0:01:09 | |
Certainly not, Nigel. Pork pies are common. | 0:01:09 | 0:01:12 | |
-What about some fresh cheese? -Don't be silly, you don't know where it's been. | 0:01:14 | 0:01:18 | |
I'll have some nice Dairylea slices. | 0:01:18 | 0:01:21 | |
Right you are. | 0:01:21 | 0:01:22 | |
'My mother was always averse to fresh produce. | 0:01:22 | 0:01:25 | |
'I'm Nigel, I'm nine years old and I've never had a vegetable that didn't come in a tin.' | 0:01:25 | 0:01:30 | |
-Thank you, Mrs Slater. -Come on, Nigel. | 0:01:30 | 0:01:32 | |
Come on! What on earth have you been doing? | 0:01:35 | 0:01:39 | |
Oh, come on. | 0:01:40 | 0:01:41 | |
'It must have been the lack of nutrients that gave my father his fiery temper. | 0:01:45 | 0:01:49 | |
'He was not a sweet man, despite a very sweet tooth.' | 0:01:49 | 0:01:52 | |
Not like that, man! | 0:01:52 | 0:01:54 | |
'My mother's sweet nature made up for her inability to cook, or even make a sandwich. | 0:01:58 | 0:02:03 | |
'When you're deprived of something, it just makes you all the more hungry for it.' | 0:02:06 | 0:02:10 | |
-Can we make the cake, then? -If we have to. | 0:02:18 | 0:02:22 | |
Oh! | 0:02:26 | 0:02:27 | |
HE GIGGLES | 0:02:27 | 0:02:29 | |
What does that say? | 0:02:29 | 0:02:30 | |
I can't even read this. Right, flour. | 0:02:32 | 0:02:36 | |
16 ounces. | 0:02:38 | 0:02:39 | |
Ooh! | 0:02:39 | 0:02:40 | |
I think that's enough. | 0:02:41 | 0:02:43 | |
Oh, yes, sieve it. | 0:02:43 | 0:02:45 | |
And some butter. | 0:02:45 | 0:02:48 | |
Oh. | 0:02:48 | 0:02:50 | |
Mum... | 0:02:50 | 0:02:51 | |
Oh, dear. Daddy will be pleased. | 0:02:51 | 0:02:54 | |
Mum, let me do it. | 0:02:54 | 0:02:55 | |
Shh, listen. | 0:03:01 | 0:03:03 | |
Don't worry, we'll cheer it up with a little icing. | 0:03:17 | 0:03:21 | |
It's not too bad. | 0:03:28 | 0:03:29 | |
SIZZLING | 0:03:31 | 0:03:33 | |
Mum, the dinner! | 0:03:34 | 0:03:35 | |
SHE SIGHS | 0:03:35 | 0:03:37 | |
They're all burnt. | 0:03:37 | 0:03:40 | |
I think I'd better make some toast. | 0:03:40 | 0:03:42 | |
'No matter how bad things get, it's impossible not to love someone who made you toast. | 0:03:54 | 0:03:59 | |
'Once you've bitten through that crusty surface to the soft dough underneath | 0:03:59 | 0:04:03 | |
'and tasted the warm, salty butter, you're lost forever.' | 0:04:03 | 0:04:07 | |
More tea, anyone? | 0:04:13 | 0:04:14 | |
Oh. | 0:04:27 | 0:04:29 | |
< Aaah. | 0:04:32 | 0:04:33 | |
< Mmm. | 0:04:35 | 0:04:37 | |
< Aaah... | 0:04:42 | 0:04:44 | |
-What you doing? -Oh! | 0:04:44 | 0:04:45 | |
-Nothing. -Go to sleep, young man. | 0:04:45 | 0:04:48 | |
Aaah. | 0:04:59 | 0:05:01 | |
Oooh. | 0:05:03 | 0:05:05 | |
Mmm. | 0:05:08 | 0:05:10 | |
Right, I'm off. | 0:05:12 | 0:05:14 | |
You don't suppose there's anything wrong with him, do you? | 0:05:23 | 0:05:26 | |
There you go. And was it a pound of streaky bacon? | 0:05:38 | 0:05:41 | |
Yes, please. | 0:05:41 | 0:05:42 | |
-There you go, Mrs Patten. -Thank you. | 0:05:46 | 0:05:50 | |
-Yes, Mr Salt? -A pound of Caerphilly, please. | 0:05:51 | 0:05:53 | |
Right. | 0:05:53 | 0:05:54 | |
Anything else I can get you? | 0:05:58 | 0:05:59 | |
-Some raspberries, please. -Right you are. | 0:05:59 | 0:06:02 | |
ENGINE APPROACHES | 0:06:02 | 0:06:04 | |
Hi, Nige. | 0:06:21 | 0:06:22 | |
Let's get to work, then. | 0:06:46 | 0:06:48 | |
'What are you doing?' | 0:06:51 | 0:06:53 | |
Making compost. | 0:06:53 | 0:06:55 | |
What's compost? | 0:06:56 | 0:06:58 | |
Sort of nature's way of melting everything together. | 0:06:59 | 0:07:03 | |
Come here. | 0:07:03 | 0:07:04 | |
Give us your hand. | 0:07:06 | 0:07:08 | |
-Right, feel that. -It's hot! -Cool, eh? | 0:07:08 | 0:07:12 | |
Everything breaking down lets all the goodness out. | 0:07:12 | 0:07:16 | |
That's what I love about gardens. | 0:07:16 | 0:07:18 | |
What? | 0:07:18 | 0:07:20 | |
They're alive. | 0:07:20 | 0:07:23 | |
-How do you mean, alive? -Come here. | 0:07:23 | 0:07:26 | |
NIGEL GIGGLES | 0:07:26 | 0:07:27 | |
Right now, there's 100,000 biological reactions going on all around us. | 0:07:27 | 0:07:32 | |
Thousands of new things being born. | 0:07:32 | 0:07:34 | |
All these smells and tastes - no wonder it's an assault on the senses. | 0:07:34 | 0:07:39 | |
That's what nature's all about, ain't it? | 0:07:39 | 0:07:42 | |
What? | 0:07:42 | 0:07:44 | |
Get on. | 0:07:44 | 0:07:45 | |
Right. | 0:07:47 | 0:07:49 | |
Smell this. | 0:07:49 | 0:07:51 | |
Do you know what that's called? | 0:07:51 | 0:07:52 | |
NIGEL SNIFFS | 0:07:55 | 0:07:56 | |
Go on. Have a guess. | 0:07:56 | 0:07:58 | |
-I don't know. -Well, what does it make you think of? | 0:07:58 | 0:08:02 | |
Parma Violets? | 0:08:03 | 0:08:06 | |
-Pleasure. -Pleasure? -Yeah. | 0:08:06 | 0:08:10 | |
Cool, eh? | 0:08:10 | 0:08:11 | |
HE SNIFFS | 0:08:17 | 0:08:19 | |
Can you really eat them like that? Aren't they dirty? | 0:08:28 | 0:08:31 | |
There's plenty of things they'll tell you is dirty that won't do you any harm. | 0:08:31 | 0:08:35 | |
-In fact, most of them's good for you in my opinion. -Such as? | 0:08:35 | 0:08:38 | |
Gardening. | 0:08:38 | 0:08:41 | |
What do they taste like? | 0:08:41 | 0:08:42 | |
You don't know unless you try. | 0:08:45 | 0:08:47 | |
Please yourself. | 0:08:47 | 0:08:49 | |
DOOR OPENS Nigel? | 0:08:49 | 0:08:51 | |
Nigel, come on. | 0:08:51 | 0:08:54 | |
'A tin of braised beef,' | 0:08:57 | 0:08:58 | |
a tin of sponge pudding and a tin of mixed veg, please. | 0:08:58 | 0:09:02 | |
Can we have spaghetti bolognese? | 0:09:02 | 0:09:03 | |
-I beg your pardon, Nigel? -Spaghetti bolognese. | 0:09:04 | 0:09:08 | |
It's from Italy. The sauce comes in a tin. | 0:09:08 | 0:09:11 | |
I wouldn't know how to cook such a thing. | 0:09:11 | 0:09:14 | |
I'll show you. | 0:09:14 | 0:09:16 | |
Are you sure this is a good idea? | 0:09:16 | 0:09:18 | |
You have to put it IN the pan. | 0:09:19 | 0:09:21 | |
What on earth's this? | 0:09:29 | 0:09:30 | |
-It's spaghetti bolognese. -It's Italian. -Italian? | 0:09:30 | 0:09:33 | |
What the hell's wrong with you, Nigel? It's rock hard. | 0:09:35 | 0:09:38 | |
It isn't cooked yet. | 0:09:38 | 0:09:40 | |
Stupid idea if you ask me. | 0:09:43 | 0:09:45 | |
See, I told you it wouldn't fit. | 0:09:50 | 0:09:52 | |
-What the hell's this? -Cheese. | 0:09:56 | 0:09:59 | |
Percy Salt said you have to put it on or it doesn't work. | 0:09:59 | 0:10:01 | |
HE SNIFFS | 0:10:01 | 0:10:03 | |
-It smells like sick. -Alan! | 0:10:03 | 0:10:05 | |
I don't think so. | 0:10:10 | 0:10:12 | |
Here goes. | 0:10:20 | 0:10:23 | |
Mmm, it's delicious. | 0:10:29 | 0:10:32 | |
You twiddle it round. | 0:10:33 | 0:10:35 | |
I think it's off. | 0:10:46 | 0:10:48 | |
Nigel, get Mum's bag. | 0:10:56 | 0:10:58 | |
Get Mum's bag! | 0:11:00 | 0:11:01 | |
Well, come on, Nigel! | 0:11:06 | 0:11:08 | |
Stupid boy! Come on. | 0:11:11 | 0:11:13 | |
I think I'd better make some toast. | 0:11:47 | 0:11:50 | |
'I think she's pregnant.' | 0:11:51 | 0:11:53 | |
Pregnant? | 0:11:53 | 0:11:54 | |
It's to do with her breathing. | 0:11:54 | 0:11:55 | |
Breathlessness, nausea. I'm telling you, it's the same as my mum. | 0:11:55 | 0:11:59 | |
Sick all the time for no reason, picky with food. | 0:11:59 | 0:12:02 | |
Nine months later, hello! | 0:12:02 | 0:12:04 | |
Out pops our Julie. | 0:12:04 | 0:12:06 | |
How do you think she got pregnant? | 0:12:06 | 0:12:08 | |
For Pete's sake, Nigel. | 0:12:08 | 0:12:10 | |
-I don't think they've had... -WHISPERS: -..sex | 0:12:10 | 0:12:12 | |
-for years. -You'd be surprised. | 0:12:12 | 0:12:15 | |
Oh, milk. I think I'm going to throw up. | 0:12:17 | 0:12:19 | |
Hey, I'll have it if you're not going to drink it. | 0:12:19 | 0:12:22 | |
-What's it worth? -I'll show you me knickers. | 0:12:22 | 0:12:26 | |
I'd let you see my willy. | 0:12:26 | 0:12:27 | |
-What? -Then if you give me your puddings, I'll give you a feel. | 0:12:27 | 0:12:33 | |
Well, actually, I go home for dinners. | 0:12:33 | 0:12:35 | |
Well, just bear it in mind for the future. | 0:12:35 | 0:12:37 | |
Here. You can have it for nowt. | 0:12:41 | 0:12:44 | |
The offer's there, Nigel. | 0:12:44 | 0:12:45 | |
SHE SIGHS IN EXASPERATION | 0:12:45 | 0:12:47 | |
'Josh, how can you tell if someone's pregnant?' | 0:12:48 | 0:12:51 | |
-Well, you ain't been messing about with someone, have you? -Not me, my mam. | 0:12:51 | 0:12:55 | |
Your mam. | 0:12:55 | 0:12:57 | |
She keeps getting sick all the time. | 0:12:57 | 0:12:59 | |
Well, she doesn't look very pregnant, Nige. | 0:13:01 | 0:13:03 | |
I hope not. | 0:13:03 | 0:13:06 | |
What's wrong with being pregnant anyways? | 0:13:06 | 0:13:08 | |
I'm scared that... | 0:13:08 | 0:13:10 | |
..if she goes into hospital, I'll have to be looked after by my dad. | 0:13:11 | 0:13:16 | |
DISTANT THUNDER RUMBLES | 0:13:16 | 0:13:18 | |
RAIN PATTERS | 0:13:21 | 0:13:24 | |
Oh, no. I'd better go inside. | 0:13:25 | 0:13:27 | |
Why? | 0:13:27 | 0:13:29 | |
I love it when it rains in the summer. | 0:13:29 | 0:13:31 | |
Anyway, what's the matter with your dad? | 0:13:36 | 0:13:39 | |
I don't think he likes me. | 0:13:39 | 0:13:41 | |
Don't be daft, what's not to like? | 0:13:41 | 0:13:43 | |
I think he thinks there's something wrong with me. | 0:13:43 | 0:13:46 | |
THUNDER CRASHES | 0:13:50 | 0:13:51 | |
BOTH LAUGH | 0:13:51 | 0:13:54 | |
You daft bugger! Come on. | 0:14:04 | 0:14:07 | |
Come on, Nige. | 0:14:07 | 0:14:08 | |
JOSH LAUGHS | 0:14:08 | 0:14:10 | |
Put that on till these dry. | 0:14:23 | 0:14:25 | |
There's nothing wrong with you, Nigel. | 0:14:32 | 0:14:34 | |
Everything's going to be OK. | 0:14:34 | 0:14:36 | |
Here. | 0:14:39 | 0:14:40 | |
I love a pork pie, me. | 0:14:47 | 0:14:49 | |
Hurry up, Nigel! | 0:14:55 | 0:14:57 | |
Oh, come on, come on! | 0:14:57 | 0:14:59 | |
CAR ENGINE REVS | 0:15:02 | 0:15:04 | |
NIGEL YAWNS | 0:15:07 | 0:15:09 | |
ENGINE REVS AGAIN | 0:15:12 | 0:15:14 | |
-Are we nearly there yet? -Nigel, we haven't even left Wolverhampton yet. | 0:15:20 | 0:15:24 | |
Do we have to go to Penarth? | 0:15:24 | 0:15:26 | |
It's very good for the air. | 0:15:26 | 0:15:29 | |
Just try to enjoy yourself, Nigel. | 0:15:29 | 0:15:32 | |
For your mother's sake. | 0:15:32 | 0:15:34 | |
There's nothing to do in Penarth. | 0:15:37 | 0:15:39 | |
Nonsense. | 0:15:39 | 0:15:41 | |
It's the premier resort on the Welsh coast. | 0:15:41 | 0:15:44 | |
THUNDERCLAP | 0:15:44 | 0:15:46 | |
It could be worse. | 0:15:47 | 0:15:48 | |
They say it's going to pick up tomorrow. | 0:15:48 | 0:15:51 | |
Oh, struth. | 0:15:51 | 0:15:52 | |
SINGING | 0:15:52 | 0:15:55 | |
THEY CONTINUE TO SING | 0:16:01 | 0:16:03 | |
Come on, Nigel. Nigel! | 0:16:04 | 0:16:06 | |
Sit up, Nigel. Tomato, anybody? | 0:16:08 | 0:16:11 | |
You don't have to have salad cream if you don't want it. | 0:16:12 | 0:16:15 | |
-Do I have to have ham? -Course you bloody well have to have ham. | 0:16:18 | 0:16:21 | |
-You're on holiday. -Nigel, you like ham. | 0:16:21 | 0:16:24 | |
I know I like ham, I just don't like the jelly. | 0:16:24 | 0:16:27 | |
-Can't we go and get fish and chips? -Look, just eat, for God's sake. For your mother. | 0:16:27 | 0:16:32 | |
CHILD LAUGHS IN DELIGHT | 0:16:33 | 0:16:35 | |
Look at that! Absolutely disgusting. Letting a child run around naked like that. | 0:16:36 | 0:16:42 | |
-I don't see anything wrong with it. -Don't be stupid. | 0:16:42 | 0:16:44 | |
-Loads of people go around naked. -Don't be ridiculous. | 0:16:44 | 0:16:48 | |
Who have you seen naked? | 0:16:48 | 0:16:49 | |
Josh. | 0:16:49 | 0:16:51 | |
-Josh? -Oh, my God! -He was only getting changed. | 0:16:51 | 0:16:54 | |
Has Josh ever... | 0:16:57 | 0:16:59 | |
-has he ever touched you? -Alan, Alan... -Of course he hasn't. | 0:16:59 | 0:17:04 | |
Just eat your ham, Nigel. | 0:17:04 | 0:17:06 | |
We'll forget the whole thing. | 0:17:06 | 0:17:08 | |
Whee! Whee! > | 0:17:09 | 0:17:11 | |
-I'm going to have a word with those parents. -Alan, calm down. | 0:17:11 | 0:17:16 | |
Oh, for Pete's sake! | 0:17:28 | 0:17:30 | |
Oh, come back here, you stupid, ignorant boy! | 0:17:34 | 0:17:39 | |
SHE GASPS FOR BREATH | 0:17:39 | 0:17:41 | |
Oh, for Pete's sake. | 0:17:42 | 0:17:44 | |
SHE GASPS AGAIN | 0:17:45 | 0:17:47 | |
LABOURED BREATHING | 0:17:48 | 0:17:50 | |
Mum, can I ask you a question? | 0:18:06 | 0:18:10 | |
You're not pregnant, are you? | 0:18:10 | 0:18:12 | |
What on earth makes you ask that? | 0:18:13 | 0:18:15 | |
You keep doing all that heavy breathing. | 0:18:15 | 0:18:17 | |
It's my lungs, Nigel. | 0:18:19 | 0:18:21 | |
I'm not going to be very well, | 0:18:23 | 0:18:25 | |
maybe for quite a long time. | 0:18:25 | 0:18:28 | |
But you'll be all right by Christmas, won't you? | 0:18:29 | 0:18:32 | |
I don't know, Nigel. | 0:18:33 | 0:18:35 | |
But you'll still teach me how to make mince pies, won't you? | 0:18:35 | 0:18:39 | |
-Of course I will. -Promise? | 0:18:39 | 0:18:42 | |
I promise. | 0:18:44 | 0:18:46 | |
Just because there's something wrong with her lungs doesn't mean to say she's not pregnant. | 0:19:11 | 0:19:15 | |
What about Parma Violets? | 0:19:15 | 0:19:17 | |
Don't be stupid, they're for old people. | 0:19:17 | 0:19:20 | |
Anyway, I'm not interested in your opinion. I'm going to ask Josh about it. | 0:19:20 | 0:19:24 | |
-How about some Love Hearts? -Piss off! | 0:19:24 | 0:19:27 | |
They're for girls. | 0:19:27 | 0:19:28 | |
You fancy that gardener, don't you? What about some Pascall's oblong fruit bonbons? | 0:19:28 | 0:19:33 | |
Honestly? They'll put you in a retirement home. | 0:19:33 | 0:19:37 | |
And, no, I don't, I'm just interested in gardening, that's all. | 0:19:37 | 0:19:40 | |
Are you bollocks! | 0:19:40 | 0:19:42 | |
All you've ever planted is a row of radishes. | 0:19:42 | 0:19:45 | |
Anyway, about your mum, the jury's out in my opinion. | 0:19:45 | 0:19:49 | |
What about barley sugars? | 0:19:49 | 0:19:50 | |
We're not getting barley sugars, Warrel, we're not going in a car. | 0:19:50 | 0:19:53 | |
I'll buy a packet of Refreshers and a quart of chocolate limes so we can burn our tongues! | 0:19:55 | 0:20:00 | |
-Yes, boys? -A quart of chocolate limes and a packet of Refreshers, please. | 0:20:02 | 0:20:06 | |
Oh, and a pork pie. | 0:20:06 | 0:20:08 | |
What's the pork pie for? | 0:20:08 | 0:20:10 | |
ENGINE APPROACHES | 0:20:27 | 0:20:30 | |
CAR DOOR SLAMS | 0:20:33 | 0:20:35 | |
Who are you? | 0:20:40 | 0:20:41 | |
I'm the new gardener, who are you? | 0:20:41 | 0:20:44 | |
-Where's Josh? -I don't know. I was just told to come down here twice a week from now on. | 0:20:44 | 0:20:48 | |
-Well, would you like half a pork pie? I bought it myself. -No. | 0:20:50 | 0:20:56 | |
Dad, what have you done to Josh? | 0:21:13 | 0:21:15 | |
I haven't done anything to Josh. | 0:21:15 | 0:21:18 | |
Joshua doesn't work for us anymore. | 0:21:18 | 0:21:20 | |
We have a new gardener, Mr Watford. | 0:21:22 | 0:21:24 | |
-Josh was my friend. -Joshua is not your friend! | 0:21:24 | 0:21:27 | |
Now, I want you to put Joshua right out of your mind! Ow! | 0:21:27 | 0:21:31 | |
And I don't want you to ever mention his name again! | 0:21:31 | 0:21:34 | |
-I want you to take this up to your mother. -I hate you. | 0:21:34 | 0:21:36 | |
I'm warning you, Nigel... | 0:21:40 | 0:21:43 | |
Now take this up to your mother. | 0:21:43 | 0:21:44 | |
And whatever you do, don't disturb her. | 0:21:44 | 0:21:48 | |
Thank you. | 0:22:33 | 0:22:34 | |
LABOURED BREATHING | 0:22:38 | 0:22:40 | |
Dad! | 0:22:46 | 0:22:48 | |
-Dad! Dad! -SHE WHIMPERS | 0:22:49 | 0:22:52 | |
I told you not to disturb her! | 0:22:55 | 0:22:58 | |
SHE GASPS FOR BREATH | 0:23:02 | 0:23:04 | |
Come on. | 0:23:27 | 0:23:28 | |
Let's have a crumpet. | 0:23:28 | 0:23:30 | |
She's not going to be better for Christmas, is she? | 0:23:49 | 0:23:52 | |
No, son. | 0:23:59 | 0:24:00 | |
Look... | 0:24:07 | 0:24:09 | |
HE SIGHS | 0:24:14 | 0:24:16 | |
What's going to happen to her? Is she going to be all right? | 0:24:18 | 0:24:23 | |
Nigel, erm... | 0:24:26 | 0:24:28 | |
Everything's going to be fine. | 0:24:35 | 0:24:36 | |
Nigel? | 0:24:52 | 0:24:53 | |
Mum? | 0:24:54 | 0:24:55 | |
Aren't you supposed to be in bed? | 0:24:55 | 0:24:58 | |
(I want you to help me.) | 0:24:58 | 0:24:59 | |
(What with?) | 0:24:59 | 0:25:00 | |
Mince pies. | 0:25:00 | 0:25:01 | |
It's not even Christmas yet. | 0:25:03 | 0:25:04 | |
Doesn't matter. | 0:25:04 | 0:25:06 | |
Now you do it. | 0:25:06 | 0:25:09 | |
-Oh, Mum... -All right. | 0:25:12 | 0:25:13 | |
It's all right. | 0:25:13 | 0:25:14 | |
Just stick it back down there. | 0:25:14 | 0:25:16 | |
(No-one will know.) | 0:25:16 | 0:25:18 | |
It's going to be so tasty. | 0:25:21 | 0:25:22 | |
That's perfect. | 0:25:22 | 0:25:24 | |
Here we are. Now we cut them out. | 0:25:24 | 0:25:27 | |
-Nigel... -Mmm-hmm? | 0:25:34 | 0:25:37 | |
-I love you. -I love you too, Mum. | 0:25:40 | 0:25:43 | |
-Now all we need is the mincemeat. -I'll get it. | 0:25:48 | 0:25:51 | |
-I can't see it. -It's in there somewhere, Nigel, I know it's in there somewhere. | 0:26:02 | 0:26:06 | |
Don't worry. I'll find it. | 0:26:06 | 0:26:08 | |
RATTLING | 0:26:10 | 0:26:12 | |
I don't understand. It must be in there somewhere. | 0:26:15 | 0:26:18 | |
-It has to be here. I'm sure it's here. -It's not. | 0:26:19 | 0:26:23 | |
Let me see. | 0:26:23 | 0:26:25 | |
SHE SIGHS | 0:26:26 | 0:26:28 | |
I asked your father specially. | 0:26:28 | 0:26:30 | |
I'm sorry, Nigel. | 0:26:33 | 0:26:34 | |
You said you'd teach me. | 0:26:36 | 0:26:38 | |
Well... | 0:26:38 | 0:26:40 | |
We'll put them in the fridge | 0:26:40 | 0:26:41 | |
-and we'll get some tomorrow from Percy Salt's. -But you promised! | 0:26:41 | 0:26:45 | |
-SHE SIGHS -You're going to leave me with him, aren't you? | 0:26:45 | 0:26:48 | |
-It's not fair! -Nigel... | 0:26:50 | 0:26:52 | |
Come here... | 0:26:52 | 0:26:53 | |
-I hate you! -Come here, come here. | 0:26:53 | 0:26:56 | |
-All right. -You're hopeless! | 0:26:56 | 0:26:57 | |
I hope you die! | 0:26:57 | 0:26:59 | |
BOTH SOB | 0:27:02 | 0:27:04 | |
All right, all right, all right. | 0:27:10 | 0:27:14 | |
Shh. | 0:27:14 | 0:27:16 | |
SOBS CONTINUE | 0:27:16 | 0:27:18 | |
Shhh. | 0:27:20 | 0:27:21 | |
All right. | 0:27:27 | 0:27:30 | |
-What's that? -It's a stocking, Nigel. -But there's still a month to go. | 0:27:40 | 0:27:45 | |
We thought we'd give you your presents early this year. As a special treat. | 0:27:45 | 0:27:50 | |
We thought we'd open them in the morning. | 0:27:50 | 0:27:52 | |
I don't want them in the morning. It'll spoil Christmas. | 0:27:52 | 0:27:55 | |
Nigel, please! | 0:27:55 | 0:27:56 | |
Your mother asked me specially. | 0:28:00 | 0:28:02 | |
OK. I suppose so. | 0:28:05 | 0:28:08 | |
So, you're not going to tell me off, then? | 0:28:09 | 0:28:12 | |
No, I'm not going to tell you off. | 0:28:12 | 0:28:15 | |
But you mustn't open them until Mum is there. | 0:28:15 | 0:28:18 | |
Night-night. | 0:28:21 | 0:28:22 | |
Night-night. | 0:28:22 | 0:28:23 | |
HE YAWNS | 0:28:42 | 0:28:44 | |
SOBBING | 0:29:35 | 0:29:38 | |
Daddy? | 0:29:42 | 0:29:44 | |
'With Mum gone, things in the culinary department did not get any better, | 0:31:34 | 0:31:38 | |
'and after months of cheese on toast, Dad decided to be more adventurous.' | 0:31:38 | 0:31:43 | |
HE MUTTERS | 0:31:43 | 0:31:45 | |
Ah! | 0:31:48 | 0:31:49 | |
Ahh! | 0:31:55 | 0:31:56 | |
Damn it! | 0:31:59 | 0:32:01 | |
Ah. | 0:32:01 | 0:32:03 | |
Oh! Ow! | 0:32:03 | 0:32:04 | |
It's disgusting. | 0:32:10 | 0:32:12 | |
-You haven't even tried it. -It's not even cooked. | 0:32:12 | 0:32:14 | |
Look, Nigel, just eat it. | 0:32:17 | 0:32:19 | |
There are kids in Biafra who'd give their right arm for a Fray Bentos pie. | 0:32:19 | 0:32:24 | |
-Eat your pie. -No. | 0:32:32 | 0:32:35 | |
-Eat your pie, Nigel. -I won't. | 0:32:36 | 0:32:40 | |
I'm warning you. | 0:32:41 | 0:32:43 | |
-HE SPITS -No! -That's it! | 0:33:04 | 0:33:06 | |
-Eat the bloody pie! -No! | 0:33:06 | 0:33:08 | |
-Eat it! -No! -Eat the pie! -No! | 0:33:08 | 0:33:10 | |
-Maybe it's supposed to be like that. -Warrel, it was completely raw! | 0:33:27 | 0:33:31 | |
Don't worry about it. | 0:33:31 | 0:33:32 | |
My mum's no great shakes in the kitchen either. | 0:33:32 | 0:33:35 | |
At least she's not dead. I wish I came from a normal family. | 0:33:35 | 0:33:39 | |
Nigel, normal families are totally overrated. | 0:33:39 | 0:33:42 | |
You'll probably grow up to be interesting. | 0:33:42 | 0:33:44 | |
I don't want to be interesting. | 0:33:44 | 0:33:47 | |
I just want him to like me. | 0:33:47 | 0:33:49 | |
If you want to soften him up a bit, | 0:33:50 | 0:33:52 | |
you can't expect something for nothing. | 0:33:52 | 0:33:56 | |
Remember, the way to a man's heart is always through his stomach. | 0:33:56 | 0:34:00 | |
-Really? -I'm telling you. | 0:34:00 | 0:34:03 | |
My dad's putty in Mum's fingers once he's had his toad-in-the-hole. | 0:34:03 | 0:34:06 | |
-Ah, now, there you go, this is for you. -Thank you. | 0:34:17 | 0:34:20 | |
That's for me. Thank you very much. | 0:34:20 | 0:34:22 | |
Now then, can I help you, son? | 0:34:22 | 0:34:24 | |
I'll have two pieces of smoked haddock, please. It's my dad's favourite. | 0:34:24 | 0:34:28 | |
-Don't you want something for your mum? -She's dead. -OK. | 0:34:28 | 0:34:33 | |
That'll be two and six, sunshine. | 0:34:35 | 0:34:37 | |
I've only got this. | 0:34:39 | 0:34:41 | |
Could you cut a bit off, please. | 0:34:41 | 0:34:43 | |
It's all right, you can have the tail bit on me. | 0:34:43 | 0:34:45 | |
Um... How do you cook it? | 0:34:47 | 0:34:50 | |
Warm the grill first. | 0:34:50 | 0:34:51 | |
Rub it with a bit of butter and put it on just before you're going to eat. | 0:34:51 | 0:34:55 | |
-Ten minutes, absolute max, understood? -Thank you. | 0:34:55 | 0:34:58 | |
ALARM RINGS | 0:35:24 | 0:35:25 | |
KEYS JANGLE | 0:35:56 | 0:35:58 | |
DOOR SHUTS | 0:36:00 | 0:36:02 | |
-Where have you been? -Nowhere. | 0:36:07 | 0:36:10 | |
Just got a little detained at the factory, Nigel. | 0:36:10 | 0:36:14 | |
-Did you cook this? -It's ruined. | 0:36:20 | 0:36:23 | |
No, it's not. | 0:36:36 | 0:36:38 | |
It's just how I like it. | 0:36:40 | 0:36:42 | |
No, it isn't. It's bad. | 0:36:42 | 0:36:43 | |
-Mmm. -Look, Dad, you don't have to eat it. | 0:36:46 | 0:36:49 | |
No, really, Nigel. | 0:36:49 | 0:36:51 | |
It's delicious. | 0:36:51 | 0:36:53 | |
'You see, I told you it'd win him over.' | 0:36:59 | 0:37:02 | |
Haddock's a very superior fish, Nigel. | 0:37:02 | 0:37:04 | |
-I really don't think he liked it. -It takes some time, bonding. | 0:37:04 | 0:37:09 | |
Especially now your mam's dead. | 0:37:09 | 0:37:11 | |
I'm telling you, you'll be inseparable shortly. | 0:37:11 | 0:37:14 | |
Nothing will get between yous. | 0:37:14 | 0:37:16 | |
Slater! | 0:37:25 | 0:37:26 | |
Where is your milk? | 0:37:28 | 0:37:29 | |
Come out to the front. | 0:37:30 | 0:37:33 | |
Where is your milk? | 0:37:39 | 0:37:41 | |
I drank it, Miss. | 0:37:41 | 0:37:43 | |
No, you did not. | 0:37:43 | 0:37:45 | |
I've watched you give it to Leonard Watson every day this week. I want you to drink it now. | 0:37:45 | 0:37:50 | |
I have to warn you, Miss, I have a serious aversion to dairy products. | 0:37:52 | 0:37:56 | |
Drink it now, Slater! It's good for you! | 0:37:56 | 0:38:00 | |
OK, then. | 0:38:00 | 0:38:01 | |
You see? It wasn't that bad. | 0:38:13 | 0:38:15 | |
HE RETCHES | 0:38:18 | 0:38:21 | |
CHILDREN TITTER | 0:38:22 | 0:38:24 | |
Sit down. | 0:38:28 | 0:38:30 | |
Nice one, Slater. | 0:38:34 | 0:38:37 | |
RATTLING | 0:38:41 | 0:38:43 | |
Bleedin' hell. I'll be all afternoon on this. | 0:38:43 | 0:38:46 | |
-What a bloody awful state this is in. When was the last time you cleaned in here? -Who are you? | 0:38:48 | 0:38:53 | |
Hmm? New cleaner. Who's it bleedin' well look like? Joan of Arc? | 0:38:53 | 0:38:57 | |
Whoever cleaned inside of here made a right pig's ear of it. | 0:38:57 | 0:39:01 | |
Does my dad know you're here? | 0:39:03 | 0:39:05 | |
No, I broke in and thought I'd scrub the kitchen floor clean(!) Bugger off. | 0:39:05 | 0:39:10 | |
I ain't got all day to stand round talking to you. Snotty little brat. | 0:39:10 | 0:39:13 | |
DOOR OPENS | 0:39:13 | 0:39:15 | |
Bugger. I'll be on me knees all night getting this off. | 0:39:20 | 0:39:23 | |
Mrs Potter. | 0:39:23 | 0:39:25 | |
-Hmm? Oh! -You're still here. | 0:39:25 | 0:39:28 | |
Oh, Mr Slater. | 0:39:28 | 0:39:30 | |
I thought you was out at work at this time. | 0:39:30 | 0:39:32 | |
-I see you've met Nigel. -Oh, yes. | 0:39:32 | 0:39:35 | |
I think we're going to get along like a house on fire, aren't we, Nige? | 0:39:35 | 0:39:40 | |
'I didn't expect Mrs Potter to last long. | 0:39:40 | 0:39:42 | |
'My father wasn't usually one to associate himself with people who wore Crimplene. | 0:39:42 | 0:39:47 | |
'But I was soon to be proved wrong.' | 0:39:47 | 0:39:51 | |
# The look of love | 0:39:51 | 0:39:55 | |
# Is in your eyes | 0:39:55 | 0:40:00 | |
# The look | 0:40:00 | 0:40:02 | |
# Your heart | 0:40:02 | 0:40:04 | |
# Can't disguise | 0:40:04 | 0:40:07 | |
# The look of love | 0:40:09 | 0:40:15 | |
# Is saying so much more | 0:40:15 | 0:40:19 | |
# Than just words could ever say | 0:40:19 | 0:40:25 | |
# And what my heart has heard | 0:40:26 | 0:40:29 | |
# Well, it takes my breath away | 0:40:29 | 0:40:33 | |
# I can hardly wait to hold you | 0:40:33 | 0:40:37 | |
# Feel my arms around you | 0:40:37 | 0:40:40 | |
# How long I have waited | 0:40:40 | 0:40:43 | |
# Waited just to love you | 0:40:43 | 0:40:46 | |
# Now that I have found you | 0:40:46 | 0:40:50 | |
# You've got the look of love | 0:40:50 | 0:40:55 | |
# It's on your face | 0:40:55 | 0:41:00 | |
# A look | 0:41:00 | 0:41:02 | |
# That time can't erase... # | 0:41:02 | 0:41:09 | |
'And so it was, Mrs Potter became a regular part of my father's routine. | 0:41:09 | 0:41:15 | |
'She scrubbed, polished and bleached her way into our lives.' | 0:41:15 | 0:41:19 | |
-Are you still here? -No. | 0:41:22 | 0:41:26 | |
I'm at home, doing me ironing(!) | 0:41:26 | 0:41:29 | |
-What ARE you doing? -I'm darning your father's socks. | 0:41:29 | 0:41:32 | |
-What are you doing that for? -They have holes in them. | 0:41:32 | 0:41:36 | |
You're only supposed to do the cleaning. | 0:41:36 | 0:41:38 | |
Where would we be if we only did what we were supposed to do? | 0:41:38 | 0:41:41 | |
I thought you'd be pleased I'm looking after him. | 0:41:41 | 0:41:44 | |
I know what you're up to, so just...off his socks. | 0:41:44 | 0:41:46 | |
Listen, Nigel. | 0:41:46 | 0:41:50 | |
Look, I know you miss your mother and everything, but if there's a hole, | 0:41:50 | 0:41:53 | |
sweetheart, somebody is going to darn it, and it might as well be me. | 0:41:53 | 0:41:58 | |
You're wasting your time. I mean, you're far too common, and anyway, you're married. | 0:41:58 | 0:42:03 | |
All I'm doing is darning his socks! | 0:42:03 | 0:42:05 | |
Anyway, it's got nothing to do with you. | 0:42:05 | 0:42:07 | |
Just because you can sew up his clothes doesn't mean you're anything like my mother! | 0:42:07 | 0:42:12 | |
-Forget it! He's never going to be interested in you! -Ah, Mrs Potter. | 0:42:12 | 0:42:16 | |
-You're here rather late again. -That's all right, Alan. I just thought I'd do your socks for you. | 0:42:16 | 0:42:21 | |
Oh, really, you shouldn't have. | 0:42:21 | 0:42:23 | |
That's beyond the call. | 0:42:23 | 0:42:25 | |
Oh, it's nothing, you know. | 0:42:25 | 0:42:26 | |
Got to keep your toes warm! | 0:42:26 | 0:42:29 | |
Oh, by the way, baked you a little something for your supper. | 0:42:29 | 0:42:34 | |
Oh, really, Mrs Potter! | 0:42:34 | 0:42:36 | |
-It's an apple pie! -Well, I just thought you boys need a bit of looking after. | 0:42:36 | 0:42:40 | |
Oh, that's very kind. | 0:42:40 | 0:42:42 | |
Isn't it, Nigel? | 0:42:42 | 0:42:44 | |
-Oh, that smells delicious. -Oh, it's just something I knocked up. | 0:42:45 | 0:42:49 | |
Anyway, must be going. | 0:42:49 | 0:42:52 | |
Here, that'll stop you sticking through. | 0:42:52 | 0:42:54 | |
-Maybe I could offer you a lift home. -Aren't you going to eat the pie? | 0:42:56 | 0:42:59 | |
You should probably let it cool. Don't want to burn your lips, do you? | 0:42:59 | 0:43:04 | |
No, it's no bother. I'll get the bus. | 0:43:04 | 0:43:07 | |
No, really, really, it's the least I can do. | 0:43:07 | 0:43:10 | |
Oh, well, if you insist. | 0:43:10 | 0:43:13 | |
You'll be all right, Nigel, won't you? | 0:43:13 | 0:43:15 | |
See you, flower. | 0:43:17 | 0:43:19 | |
I won't be long. | 0:43:19 | 0:43:21 | |
-Let me get the door. -Thank you. | 0:43:21 | 0:43:23 | |
'There's no denying Mrs Potter made a decent apple pie. | 0:43:38 | 0:43:41 | |
'In fact, it was better than decent. | 0:43:41 | 0:43:44 | |
'It was sublime, and one of the most glorious things I'd ever put in my mouth.' | 0:43:44 | 0:43:48 | |
HE SNIFFS | 0:43:55 | 0:43:56 | |
-What's the matter? -You're wearing my mum's apron! | 0:43:56 | 0:44:00 | |
What do you want me to wear? An evening gown? | 0:44:00 | 0:44:03 | |
-Would you like to help me bake a cake? -You shouldn't be wearing it. It's not yours. | 0:44:03 | 0:44:08 | |
All right! | 0:44:08 | 0:44:10 | |
Keep your hair on, bugger-lugs. | 0:44:10 | 0:44:12 | |
It's only an apron. | 0:44:12 | 0:44:13 | |
Does your husband know that you're cooking our suppers? | 0:44:16 | 0:44:19 | |
Look, don't patronise me, son. | 0:44:19 | 0:44:22 | |
Just because I don't talk all bay window doesn't mean I'm a fool, you know. | 0:44:22 | 0:44:26 | |
You're a child. You know nothing about what people go through. | 0:44:26 | 0:44:30 | |
Here's the apron. | 0:44:38 | 0:44:39 | |
Wouldn't have thought you were so sentimental about it, | 0:44:39 | 0:44:43 | |
from what I've heard of her cooking. | 0:44:43 | 0:44:45 | |
You'll have to put yourself to bed. | 0:44:51 | 0:44:53 | |
-Where are you going? -Out! | 0:44:53 | 0:44:56 | |
You're going with her, aren't you? | 0:44:56 | 0:44:58 | |
It's just to a whist drive. | 0:45:00 | 0:45:03 | |
-I have to have some life of my own. -With Mrs Potter? | 0:45:03 | 0:45:06 | |
It's just a social occasion. | 0:45:09 | 0:45:11 | |
Please, Dad, don't leave me on my own. | 0:45:11 | 0:45:13 | |
You'll be fine, Nigel. | 0:45:16 | 0:45:18 | |
HE WHISTLES "The Look Of Love" | 0:45:19 | 0:45:22 | |
CAR ENGINE STARTS | 0:45:33 | 0:45:35 | |
CREAKING | 0:45:42 | 0:45:43 | |
MUSIC: "If You Go Away" by Dusty Springfield | 0:46:02 | 0:46:04 | |
# If you go away | 0:46:12 | 0:46:16 | |
# On this summer day | 0:46:16 | 0:46:19 | |
# Then you might as well | 0:46:19 | 0:46:21 | |
# Take the sun away | 0:46:21 | 0:46:24 | |
# All the birds that flew in the summer sky | 0:46:24 | 0:46:29 | |
# When our love was new and our hearts were high | 0:46:29 | 0:46:34 | |
# When the day was young | 0:46:34 | 0:46:36 | |
# And the night was long | 0:46:36 | 0:46:39 | |
# And the moon stood still | 0:46:39 | 0:46:41 | |
# For the night bird's song | 0:46:41 | 0:46:44 | |
# If you go away | 0:46:44 | 0:46:46 | |
# If you go away... | 0:46:47 | 0:46:50 | |
# If you go away | 0:46:50 | 0:46:54 | |
# But if you stay | 0:46:56 | 0:46:59 | |
# I'll make you a day | 0:46:59 | 0:47:01 | |
# Like no day has been Or will be again | 0:47:01 | 0:47:06 | |
# We'll sail on the sun | 0:47:06 | 0:47:08 | |
# We'll ride on the rain | 0:47:08 | 0:47:11 | |
# We'll talk to the trees and worship the wind | 0:47:11 | 0:47:15 | |
# Then if you go, I'll understand | 0:47:15 | 0:47:20 | |
# Leave me just enough love to hold in my hand | 0:47:20 | 0:47:24 | |
# If you go away | 0:47:24 | 0:47:28 | |
# If you go away... | 0:47:28 | 0:47:32 | |
# If you go away | 0:47:32 | 0:47:36 | |
# Ne me quitte pas... # | 0:47:38 | 0:47:40 | |
TELEPHONE RINGS | 0:47:40 | 0:47:42 | |
-MAN: -'Hello. | 0:47:51 | 0:47:53 | |
'Joan, is that you? Is Joan Potter there?' | 0:47:54 | 0:47:59 | |
# Ne me quitte pas | 0:48:07 | 0:48:09 | |
# Ne me quitte pas... | 0:48:09 | 0:48:13 | |
# Ne me quitte pas | 0:48:13 | 0:48:17 | |
# But if you stay | 0:48:19 | 0:48:23 | |
# I'll make you a night | 0:48:23 | 0:48:25 | |
# Like no night has been Or will be again | 0:48:25 | 0:48:30 | |
# I'll sail on your smile | 0:48:30 | 0:48:32 | |
# I'll ride on your touch | 0:48:32 | 0:48:34 | |
# I'll talk to your eyes that I love so much | 0:48:34 | 0:48:40 | |
# Then if you go, I'll understand | 0:48:40 | 0:48:44 | |
# Leave me just enough love to hold in my hand | 0:48:44 | 0:48:51 | |
# If you go away | 0:48:51 | 0:48:53 | |
# If you go away... | 0:48:54 | 0:48:58 | |
# If you go away | 0:48:58 | 0:49:02 | |
# If you go away | 0:49:04 | 0:49:08 | |
# Please, don't go away. # | 0:49:10 | 0:49:12 | |
-I don't see why she has to come. -Look, there's nothing wrong with me inviting Mrs Potter. | 0:49:23 | 0:49:27 | |
This is the Masonic event of the season. | 0:49:27 | 0:49:30 | |
Dad, she's our cleaner. | 0:49:30 | 0:49:31 | |
I mean, look where she lives. | 0:49:31 | 0:49:33 | |
-Look, Joan has been very good to us. -She lives in a council house. | 0:49:33 | 0:49:37 | |
-Where she lives is of no consequence. -It's not right. | 0:49:37 | 0:49:40 | |
She should be inside with her husband, not coming out with us to Masonic dances. | 0:49:40 | 0:49:45 | |
You're the one who didn't want to be left on their own! | 0:49:45 | 0:49:47 | |
Now, you don't understand anything about Mrs Potter's personal arrangements. | 0:49:47 | 0:49:52 | |
Anyway, she's got nothing to hide. | 0:49:52 | 0:49:54 | |
She's a very respectable woman. | 0:49:54 | 0:49:56 | |
Bugger, bugger, bugger. | 0:49:58 | 0:50:00 | |
Bleedin' duck. | 0:50:01 | 0:50:04 | |
I've laddered me tights on that bleedin' wall. Bugger. | 0:50:18 | 0:50:21 | |
Come on, darling. Let's get a move on before anyone clocks us. | 0:50:21 | 0:50:24 | |
-Oh, hello, Nigel. -Hello. -Well, how lovely. | 0:50:26 | 0:50:29 | |
The three of us all together. | 0:50:29 | 0:50:31 | |
Hello. Have you met Joan? Joan Potter. Ruby Sturridge. | 0:50:46 | 0:50:50 | |
-Nice to meet you. -She's our cleaner. | 0:50:50 | 0:50:53 | |
Oh. | 0:50:53 | 0:50:54 | |
Oh, yes. | 0:51:03 | 0:51:04 | |
I find Vim a very superior scourer. | 0:51:04 | 0:51:07 | |
Though I've been very impressed with the new version of Mr Sheen. Do you know of it? | 0:51:07 | 0:51:11 | |
Don't you find aerosols so very convenient? | 0:51:11 | 0:51:14 | |
Compared to Jif Cream they really are superb. | 0:51:14 | 0:51:16 | |
I use bicarb on milk stains. Only thing that gets rid of the stench. | 0:51:16 | 0:51:20 | |
Nothing worse than curdled milk sweating away in the carpets. | 0:51:20 | 0:51:23 | |
No. Trust me, you've got a spillage, bicarb is the way to go. | 0:51:23 | 0:51:27 | |
Joan, do eat. | 0:51:27 | 0:51:29 | |
-No, watching me weight. -Can I have yours? | 0:51:29 | 0:51:32 | |
Yes, we were at Alderman Cartwright's for a function, only recently. | 0:51:44 | 0:51:49 | |
Oh, yes? I know the person that cleans for him, of course. | 0:51:49 | 0:51:54 | |
(Not great personal hygiene.) | 0:51:54 | 0:51:56 | |
Or so they tell me. | 0:51:56 | 0:51:58 | |
Very rarely cleans his windows. | 0:51:58 | 0:52:01 | |
Oh, Brian. Excuse me. | 0:52:03 | 0:52:05 | |
I do mine meself, of course. | 0:52:05 | 0:52:06 | |
Can't beat a chamois leather. Never be without my Windolene. | 0:52:06 | 0:52:11 | |
-Do you have a favourite disinfectant, Mrs Sturridge? -I can't say I know. | 0:52:11 | 0:52:16 | |
I'd have to ask Mrs Miller, our housekeeper. | 0:52:16 | 0:52:19 | |
Oh. | 0:52:19 | 0:52:22 | |
You might want to ask her to take a look at that stain. | 0:52:22 | 0:52:25 | |
-Although not much is going to get that out. -Oh, bugger. | 0:52:25 | 0:52:28 | |
Would you like to dance? | 0:52:29 | 0:52:31 | |
I'd love to. Come on. | 0:52:31 | 0:52:33 | |
Hang on. | 0:52:33 | 0:52:34 | |
-Bit of Dutch. -HE CHUCKLES | 0:52:36 | 0:52:39 | |
Won't be long. | 0:52:39 | 0:52:41 | |
He must pay very good overtime. | 0:52:56 | 0:52:58 | |
Do you know, I've never seen your dad dance before. | 0:53:00 | 0:53:05 | |
-That's probably a blessing. -Should I try and stop them? | 0:53:05 | 0:53:09 | |
There's very little you can do. | 0:53:09 | 0:53:10 | |
She might be common, but there's nothing she doesn't know about cleaning products. | 0:53:10 | 0:53:14 | |
If I was you, I'd just try to enjoy the food. | 0:53:14 | 0:53:18 | |
Mind you, they had lovely flowers in the ladies loo. | 0:53:41 | 0:53:44 | |
I think it was to cover the smell of the urinals. | 0:53:45 | 0:53:48 | |
But what a fantastic time, eh? | 0:53:48 | 0:53:51 | |
Thanks for coming, Joan. | 0:53:52 | 0:53:55 | |
No, thank you. | 0:53:55 | 0:53:57 | |
Is this all right for you here? | 0:54:01 | 0:54:03 | |
Yeah. Best be on the safe side. | 0:54:03 | 0:54:07 | |
See you, flower. Are you all right, love? | 0:54:07 | 0:54:12 | |
I'm fine. Please, just go home, Mrs Potter. | 0:54:12 | 0:54:15 | |
Yeah, I will. I'll go home. | 0:54:15 | 0:54:19 | |
Would you get in the front now, Nigel? | 0:54:31 | 0:54:33 | |
What do you think of Joan, then, Nigel? | 0:54:37 | 0:54:39 | |
Mrs Potter? | 0:54:39 | 0:54:42 | |
I think in some ways she's quite like your mother. | 0:54:42 | 0:54:45 | |
She's nothing like my mother. | 0:54:45 | 0:54:48 | |
Look, Nigel... | 0:54:50 | 0:54:51 | |
I loved your mother. | 0:54:53 | 0:54:55 | |
And I will always love your mother. | 0:54:55 | 0:54:59 | |
But sometimes things change. | 0:54:59 | 0:55:01 | |
Life moves on. | 0:55:02 | 0:55:04 | |
-We have to accept that. -I don't mind change. | 0:55:06 | 0:55:10 | |
I don't mind moving on. I just don't like Mrs Potter. | 0:55:10 | 0:55:14 | |
Give her a chance. | 0:55:14 | 0:55:16 | |
You don't know what it's like on those estates. | 0:55:16 | 0:55:19 | |
ENGINE STARTS | 0:55:19 | 0:55:21 | |
I don't care where she comes from. | 0:55:24 | 0:55:27 | |
I just hate her. | 0:55:27 | 0:55:28 | |
I just... | 0:55:28 | 0:55:30 | |
HE RETCHES Oh, for Pete's sake. | 0:55:33 | 0:55:36 | |
Oh! | 0:55:41 | 0:55:43 | |
She was dancing with your dad? | 0:55:53 | 0:55:55 | |
-I think she'd have been kissing him if I hadn't been there. -Urgh. | 0:55:55 | 0:55:58 | |
Maybe it's just a phase, cos he's upset about your mum. | 0:55:58 | 0:56:01 | |
I don't even think he thinks about her any more. Plus, she's a brilliant cook. | 0:56:01 | 0:56:06 | |
I wouldn't worry about it. | 0:56:06 | 0:56:08 | |
-Her husband will find out, thump your Dad and get another cleaner. -You reckon? | 0:56:08 | 0:56:14 | |
That's what happened to Uncle Harry. | 0:56:14 | 0:56:16 | |
-So, you don't think it's serious, then? -Don't be stupid. | 0:56:16 | 0:56:20 | |
You've got absolutely nothing to worry about. | 0:56:20 | 0:56:22 | |
Come on, Nigel! | 0:56:22 | 0:56:25 | |
Where are we going? | 0:56:25 | 0:56:27 | |
You'll see. | 0:56:27 | 0:56:29 | |
It's a surprise. | 0:56:29 | 0:56:30 | |
Nigel, I know it's been difficult since your mum died, | 0:56:47 | 0:56:52 | |
but you've been very patient. | 0:56:52 | 0:56:55 | |
-Haven't you? -Are we nearly there yet? | 0:56:55 | 0:56:57 | |
And it's just, I've been thinking... | 0:56:57 | 0:56:59 | |
..it might be better for all of us if we made a new start of everything. | 0:57:02 | 0:57:07 | |
What do you mean, "a new start"? | 0:57:07 | 0:57:09 | |
Well, it's just... since your mum died, | 0:57:09 | 0:57:14 | |
everything got off on the wrong footing. | 0:57:14 | 0:57:18 | |
-That's all. -So we can get a new cleaner? | 0:57:18 | 0:57:22 | |
No, no, we don't need a new cleaner. | 0:57:22 | 0:57:25 | |
Joan is not the... Mrs Potter is not the problem here. | 0:57:26 | 0:57:31 | |
Is this it? | 0:57:49 | 0:57:50 | |
It's beautiful, isn't it? | 0:57:52 | 0:57:53 | |
Imagine living here. No neighbours. | 0:57:55 | 0:57:58 | |
Perfect seclusion. Wonderful country views. | 0:57:58 | 0:58:03 | |
-Dad, what's going on? -Nothing, nothing. Only saying. | 0:58:03 | 0:58:07 | |
-It's got a septic tank and everything. -Dad, who lives here? | 0:58:07 | 0:58:11 | |
Well, actually... | 0:58:12 | 0:58:14 | |
we do. | 0:58:14 | 0:58:15 | |
-What do you mean?! -All the stuff's coming this afternoon. | 0:58:15 | 0:58:19 | |
But what about school? What about Warrel? | 0:58:19 | 0:58:22 | |
-I mean, it's miles from anywhere. -You'll get used to it, Nigel. | 0:58:22 | 0:58:25 | |
I don't want to get used to it. We can't move here. | 0:58:25 | 0:58:29 | |
-What about Mrs Potter? -Look, everything's going to be all right, Nigel. | 0:58:29 | 0:58:33 | |
It's not the end of the world. | 0:58:33 | 0:58:35 | |
What could possibly be worse than moving here? | 0:58:35 | 0:58:38 | |
Ah! Nigel! Woo-hoo! | 0:58:38 | 0:58:41 | |
Sweetie! | 0:58:41 | 0:58:42 | |
Say hello to your Auntie Joan. | 0:58:42 | 0:58:44 | |
You can call me Joanie, if you like. | 0:58:44 | 0:58:46 | |
Agh! | 0:58:56 | 0:58:58 | |
I knew it was a bad idea not to tell him. | 0:58:58 | 0:59:00 | |
HE SIGHS | 0:59:00 | 0:59:02 | |
I'll deal with this. | 0:59:02 | 0:59:04 | |
Look, I know this is all a bit of a shock for you. | 0:59:37 | 0:59:41 | |
I know it's very hard. | 0:59:41 | 0:59:43 | |
I can never replace your mother. | 0:59:43 | 0:59:45 | |
But I know what it feels like to be alone. | 0:59:50 | 0:59:53 | |
I'm not your enemy, Nigel. | 0:59:57 | 0:59:59 | |
I want to put all that bad feeling behind us, | 0:59:59 | 1:00:04 | |
make a fresh start here, | 1:00:04 | 1:00:06 | |
the three of us. | 1:00:06 | 1:00:08 | |
Mmm? | 1:00:12 | 1:00:14 | |
Give us a chance here. | 1:00:14 | 1:00:16 | |
Come on. | 1:00:17 | 1:00:19 | |
We can make this work. | 1:00:19 | 1:00:22 | |
Together. | 1:00:22 | 1:00:23 | |
No! You're our cleaner, for God's sake, just go back to Wolverhampton! | 1:00:25 | 1:00:28 | |
Now, you listen here, you spoilt little brat, | 1:00:28 | 1:00:32 | |
I have given up everything to come here and look after you, all right? | 1:00:32 | 1:00:36 | |
I will be lynched if I ever go back to Wolverhampton. | 1:00:36 | 1:00:39 | |
So, let's cut the dogs doo-da, hey? | 1:00:39 | 1:00:40 | |
You're just going to have to sodding well get used to it, | 1:00:40 | 1:00:43 | |
or I'll make your every waking hour a complete blinking misery! Capiche? | 1:00:43 | 1:00:47 | |
-Everything all right? -> | 1:00:47 | 1:00:49 | |
Yeah! Course, darling! | 1:00:49 | 1:00:53 | |
I think we've sorted everything out, haven't we, Nigel? | 1:00:56 | 1:00:59 | |
She may not be your mother, Nigel, but she's a bloomin' good cook. | 1:01:14 | 1:01:17 | |
Well, as they used to say in Wolverhampton, bon appeti-ti! | 1:01:17 | 1:01:22 | |
Well, as they used to say in Wolverhampton, bon appeti-ti! | 1:01:31 | 1:01:34 | |
All done? | 1:01:51 | 1:01:54 | |
That was absolutely delicious, darling. | 1:01:54 | 1:01:57 | |
Nigel, help Joan with the dishes. | 1:01:59 | 1:02:01 | |
-I've got a book to finish for school. -No buts, Nigel, give Joan a hand. | 1:02:01 | 1:02:05 | |
-Oh, Nigel Slater, nice bag! -Give it back! | 1:02:19 | 1:02:24 | |
Now, as it's the start of a new term, you all need to pick one option. | 1:02:24 | 1:02:28 | |
Slater, pay attention. | 1:02:30 | 1:02:32 | |
Now, hands up for woodwork. | 1:02:32 | 1:02:35 | |
Home economics. | 1:02:38 | 1:02:40 | |
Are you serious? | 1:02:46 | 1:02:48 | |
Ah, are you going to have them later with your mummy and daddy(?) | 1:02:50 | 1:02:57 | |
Oh, hello, Nigel. | 1:03:41 | 1:03:43 | |
-What are you doing in there? -Nothing. | 1:03:43 | 1:03:46 | |
Absolutely delicious. | 1:03:53 | 1:03:55 | |
-What's for afters? -How about a scone? | 1:03:55 | 1:03:58 | |
A scone? | 1:03:58 | 1:04:00 | |
And a nice cup of tea? | 1:04:00 | 1:04:02 | |
Is he OK? | 1:04:02 | 1:04:04 | |
-Where the hell did they come from? -Made them, earlier. | 1:04:06 | 1:04:11 | |
What do you mean, you made them, earlier? | 1:04:11 | 1:04:13 | |
-At school. Taste one. -But I've made a gooseberry fool. | 1:04:13 | 1:04:17 | |
I'm sure it'll keep. | 1:04:17 | 1:04:18 | |
Actually, they're not half bad, Nigel. | 1:04:31 | 1:04:33 | |
Excellent effort. | 1:04:37 | 1:04:39 | |
Does this mean you'll be doing the cooking every Wednesday from now on? | 1:04:39 | 1:04:43 | |
Yes. It does, actually. | 1:04:43 | 1:04:46 | |
Well done, Nigel. Mmm! | 1:04:49 | 1:04:53 | |
Yeah, well done, son. | 1:04:53 | 1:04:58 | |
Well done. | 1:04:58 | 1:05:00 | |
Oh, very good work, Nigel! | 1:05:07 | 1:05:10 | |
Oh, dear, that's very sloppy, I'm afraid. Now, this is why we should have put... | 1:05:10 | 1:05:15 | |
What's all this? It's a Wednesday, I've made a shepherd's pie. | 1:05:28 | 1:05:31 | |
Oh, I'm sorry, love, completely forgot. Oh, well, never mind. | 1:05:31 | 1:05:35 | |
Mmm, looks delicious, darling. | 1:05:35 | 1:05:38 | |
Pop it in the fridge. I'm sure it'll keep, sweetheart. | 1:05:38 | 1:05:42 | |
-Oh, hello, Nigel. -I've made a trifle. | 1:06:11 | 1:06:14 | |
Oh, Nigel, we ate early. | 1:06:14 | 1:06:15 | |
Yeah, but there's some lemon meringue on the side there. | 1:06:15 | 1:06:18 | |
That was the best lemon meringue pie I have ever tasted. | 1:06:18 | 1:06:21 | |
Oh, thank you, I'll have to make it on a regular basis! | 1:06:21 | 1:06:24 | |
That's the best lemon meringue you've ever tasted. | 1:06:58 | 1:07:02 | |
That's the best lemon meringue anybody's ever tasted. | 1:07:02 | 1:07:05 | |
If I was you, son, I'd give up. | 1:07:07 | 1:07:09 | |
You'll never even be in the vicinity. | 1:07:11 | 1:07:13 | |
What did you put in there to make it so fluffy? | 1:07:15 | 1:07:17 | |
If you want to make a lemon meringue, sunshine, you're going to have to get your own recipe. | 1:07:19 | 1:07:24 | |
# Little by little by little by little by little | 1:07:31 | 1:07:36 | |
# Little by little by little by little by little | 1:07:38 | 1:07:43 | |
# You're messing up my life, tearing me apart | 1:07:46 | 1:07:50 | |
# Breakin' up my world and I'm givin' up my heart | 1:07:50 | 1:07:54 | |
# Ooh-ooh-ooh | 1:07:54 | 1:07:56 | |
# Little by little by little...# | 1:07:56 | 1:07:58 | |
You really have to go home now, Nigel. | 1:07:58 | 1:08:01 | |
# ..it's really getting bad, hurting deep inside, | 1:08:01 | 1:08:05 | |
-# It's-a making me go mad -Ooh-ooh-ooh | 1:08:05 | 1:08:10 | |
# Little by little by little by little | 1:08:10 | 1:08:14 | |
# Little by little, bit by bit | 1:08:14 | 1:08:17 | |
# I'm going crazy and you're causing it | 1:08:17 | 1:08:20 | |
# Little by little, bit by bit I should stop caring | 1:08:20 | 1:08:24 | |
# but my love won't quit | 1:08:24 | 1:08:27 | |
# Little by little by little by little... # | 1:08:27 | 1:08:32 | |
Don't you have some homework to do? | 1:08:32 | 1:08:34 | |
Bugger off. More creamed potato? | 1:08:40 | 1:08:44 | |
No, sweetheart, I'm s...I'm stuffed. | 1:08:44 | 1:08:47 | |
I spent all afternoon on this. | 1:08:47 | 1:08:50 | |
Erm, all right, then just a little bit. | 1:08:50 | 1:08:54 | |
Oh, I made your favourite for afters - lemon meringue pie. | 1:09:07 | 1:09:10 | |
-# ..I'm going to get you back -Ooh-ooh-ooh | 1:09:13 | 1:09:19 | |
# Little by little by little by little | 1:09:19 | 1:09:22 | |
# Little by little by little by little by little | 1:09:22 | 1:09:26 | |
# Yeah, little by little | 1:09:26 | 1:09:28 | |
# Little by little by little by little by little | 1:09:28 | 1:09:33 | |
# Uh-huh, little by little | 1:09:33 | 1:09:35 | |
# Little by little by little by little by little | 1:09:35 | 1:09:39 | |
# Little by little Ooh-ooh | 1:09:39 | 1:09:42 | |
# Little by little by little... # | 1:09:42 | 1:09:46 | |
-Dad. -What's that? | 1:09:52 | 1:09:54 | |
-It's a lemon meringue. -What? | 1:09:54 | 1:09:56 | |
I made it for you specially. | 1:09:56 | 1:09:57 | |
-What for? -To eat. For a snack. | 1:09:57 | 1:10:00 | |
I don't want a snack, we just had our tea. | 1:10:00 | 1:10:02 | |
But I thought you loved lemon meringue pie. | 1:10:02 | 1:10:04 | |
-I couldn't eat anything now. -Anyway, I've got a Victoria sponge I made earlier. | 1:10:04 | 1:10:08 | |
But it's freshly baked, Dad. | 1:10:10 | 1:10:13 | |
Nigel, look, I appreciate the effort but I'm not even remotely hungry. | 1:10:13 | 1:10:18 | |
-Just try it. -No! -I know that you'll like it. -Nigel, please. | 1:10:18 | 1:10:22 | |
Take it away. | 1:10:22 | 1:10:23 | |
That's my recipe. | 1:10:59 | 1:11:01 | |
You bleeding well stole this. | 1:11:01 | 1:11:02 | |
No, I didn't. I invented that myself. | 1:11:02 | 1:11:06 | |
Mine's even got peel in it. | 1:11:06 | 1:11:07 | |
I cook for you, I clean for you, | 1:11:07 | 1:11:10 | |
I look after your every bleeding need and this is how you repay me? | 1:11:10 | 1:11:15 | |
Get off my patch, matey, | 1:11:15 | 1:11:18 | |
cos I do the lemon meringues around here, you ungrateful little turd. | 1:11:18 | 1:11:23 | |
I think you're getting this out of perspective. | 1:11:23 | 1:11:26 | |
-He didn't even try any. -Perspective? I'll give you a bleeding perspective. | 1:11:26 | 1:11:29 | |
And you can clean that up! | 1:11:31 | 1:11:33 | |
What on earth did you say to her? | 1:11:35 | 1:11:37 | |
I didn't say anything, she's mad. You have to get rid of her, Dad. | 1:11:37 | 1:11:40 | |
I've asked Mrs Potter to marry me. | 1:11:40 | 1:11:43 | |
-Marry you? -You're going to have to accept that. | 1:11:43 | 1:11:45 | |
-Or? -Or we're going to have to put you into care. | 1:11:45 | 1:11:48 | |
We can't go on like this. Joan... | 1:11:51 | 1:11:55 | |
Thanks for the cake, Nigel. A lovely gesture. | 1:12:12 | 1:12:17 | |
Yeah, it's really not that bad for a first attempt. | 1:12:18 | 1:12:23 | |
Everybody loves the food. | 1:12:23 | 1:12:25 | |
My meat puffs are going like hot cakes. | 1:12:25 | 1:12:27 | |
Not much of a crowd. | 1:12:27 | 1:12:29 | |
It's good that Sheila's shown up. | 1:12:29 | 1:12:31 | |
Would you like a vol-au-vent? I made them myself. | 1:12:31 | 1:12:34 | |
Are you all right, Dad? | 1:12:34 | 1:12:36 | |
Yes, just a bit...tight that's all. | 1:12:36 | 1:12:38 | |
Funny, it was all right at the fitting. Oh! | 1:12:38 | 1:12:43 | |
Hey, you must be pleased to have a new mum. | 1:12:45 | 1:12:48 | |
Not really. | 1:12:48 | 1:12:50 | |
She might have a heart of ice, son, but she puts on a damn fine spread. | 1:12:50 | 1:12:54 | |
Her husband's lost two stone since she moved out. | 1:12:54 | 1:12:57 | |
That'll do for later. | 1:12:57 | 1:12:59 | |
An absolute nightmare, | 1:13:04 | 1:13:07 | |
but a bloody good baker, I think she could've been a professional. | 1:13:07 | 1:13:10 | |
I made this, actually. | 1:13:10 | 1:13:12 | |
Well, if it all gets too much, son, you can always go into catering. | 1:13:14 | 1:13:17 | |
Wait, wait! No, no, no, no, no. | 1:13:24 | 1:13:26 | |
What are you doing? No, Alan, no! | 1:13:26 | 1:13:30 | |
No, you can't do that! | 1:13:30 | 1:13:32 | |
No, come on, get up there. | 1:13:32 | 1:13:34 | |
Let's get you up to the bedroom. | 1:13:35 | 1:13:37 | |
That's where we can, you know, get your old pyjamas on. Good man. | 1:13:37 | 1:13:41 | |
Come on, Mrs Slater. | 1:13:41 | 1:13:43 | |
Come on! | 1:13:47 | 1:13:48 | |
Come on, up we get. | 1:13:48 | 1:13:51 | |
< JOAN SQUEALS EXCITEDLY | 1:14:21 | 1:14:22 | |
-16? -I'm only looking for a Saturday job. | 1:14:38 | 1:14:41 | |
I just want to get out of the house, really. | 1:14:41 | 1:14:44 | |
I'm very good, honest. I've read the complete works of Marguerite Patten and everything. | 1:14:44 | 1:14:48 | |
Duck a l'orange, | 1:14:52 | 1:14:53 | |
boeuf bourguignon, veal cordon bleu, that's the most expensive. | 1:14:53 | 1:14:59 | |
You can feel the duck because of the bones. | 1:14:59 | 1:15:02 | |
This is sophisticated cooking, Nigel. | 1:15:02 | 1:15:05 | |
So this is where the magic happens. | 1:15:05 | 1:15:08 | |
Whack it up, bung it in, 20 minutes. | 1:15:08 | 1:15:10 | |
Now, if it hasn't got a label on, just chuck it in anyway. | 1:15:10 | 1:15:14 | |
Now, I know it all seems a bit complicated at first but you'll soon get the hang of it. | 1:15:14 | 1:15:19 | |
Who was that? | 1:16:16 | 1:16:18 | |
The owner's son from upstairs. | 1:16:18 | 1:16:20 | |
You want to watch him. Apparently, he's training to be a ballerina. | 1:16:20 | 1:16:26 | |
-Really, I can't eat these. -I just cooked them. | 1:16:42 | 1:16:45 | |
Well, we just had supper an hour ago. | 1:16:45 | 1:16:47 | |
Just leave them there. You might get peckish. | 1:16:47 | 1:16:50 | |
Oh, please, try to relax, dear. | 1:16:55 | 1:16:58 | |
-What are you doing? -Nothing, just watch the telly, don't mind me. | 1:17:10 | 1:17:13 | |
Where have you been? | 1:17:13 | 1:17:15 | |
Nowhere. Out with some mates. | 1:17:15 | 1:17:17 | |
You haven't got any mates. | 1:17:17 | 1:17:20 | |
I got a part time job helping out at the Green Dragon. | 1:17:20 | 1:17:22 | |
-What, the pub with the restaurant? -Just on Saturdays. | 1:17:22 | 1:17:25 | |
-How much are they paying you? -She didn't say. | 1:17:27 | 1:17:30 | |
I thought you'd be pleased I was out from under your feet for a bit. | 1:17:33 | 1:17:36 | |
Uh-huh, yeah. | 1:17:36 | 1:17:38 | |
No, you don't. | 1:17:38 | 1:17:40 | |
Do you think I'm stupid? Do you think I was born yesterday? | 1:17:40 | 1:17:43 | |
I know what you're up to. | 1:17:43 | 1:17:45 | |
Well, two can play at that game, sunshine. | 1:17:45 | 1:17:49 | |
I'll give you boeuf bourguignon. | 1:17:49 | 1:17:50 | |
Tomorrow, we'll have duck a l'orange or should it be coq au vin? | 1:17:50 | 1:17:54 | |
And then some moules mariniere. I can do foreign muck, as well. | 1:17:54 | 1:17:57 | |
-And that's just for starters. -Joan! -I don't know what you're on about. | 1:17:57 | 1:18:00 | |
Quiches, tortes, omelettes, seafood, souffles, the bleeding lot. | 1:18:00 | 1:18:03 | |
In fact, I think I'll just rustle up a tarte tatin. | 1:18:03 | 1:18:05 | |
That's a caramelised apple pie in case you're wondering! | 1:18:05 | 1:18:08 | |
Just stop it! | 1:18:08 | 1:18:10 | |
Enough is enough. | 1:18:10 | 1:18:12 | |
Enough fighting, enough food. | 1:18:12 | 1:18:15 | |
Will you just please try to get on? | 1:18:18 | 1:18:21 | |
This is miserable. | 1:18:24 | 1:18:26 | |
I'm sorry, Dad. | 1:18:41 | 1:18:42 | |
Oh, just go away, Nigel. | 1:18:46 | 1:18:49 | |
Are you all right? | 1:19:26 | 1:19:28 | |
Er, yes. | 1:19:28 | 1:19:29 | |
Yes...perfectly fine. | 1:19:29 | 1:19:34 | |
Thanks very much. | 1:19:34 | 1:19:36 | |
Thank you. | 1:19:36 | 1:19:39 | |
Mavis! | 1:20:01 | 1:20:03 | |
Hello? | 1:20:03 | 1:20:04 | |
You're Nigel, aren't you? | 1:20:07 | 1:20:09 | |
The Fanny Cradock of Knightswick Lane. | 1:20:09 | 1:20:12 | |
Not any more. My dad stopped me coming. | 1:20:12 | 1:20:15 | |
To be honest, I only came to get out of the house. | 1:20:15 | 1:20:17 | |
Though I think I'd like to be a cook eventually. How come you know so much about it? | 1:20:17 | 1:20:22 | |
I don't, really. | 1:20:22 | 1:20:23 | |
My granny was French, I just picked a few things up on holiday. | 1:20:23 | 1:20:26 | |
They've got a very good attitude, the French. | 1:20:26 | 1:20:28 | |
-Like Marguerite Patten. -Marguerite Patten is from High Barnet. | 1:20:28 | 1:20:31 | |
They follow their instincts. | 1:20:31 | 1:20:36 | |
Let's get out of here. | 1:20:36 | 1:20:38 | |
That's the trouble with everyone round here, they're all so hidebound. | 1:20:38 | 1:20:43 | |
If you don't get out, you'll turn into your parents. | 1:20:43 | 1:20:46 | |
How long have you lived here? | 1:20:47 | 1:20:49 | |
A few years. We moved from Wolverhampton. | 1:20:49 | 1:20:52 | |
Oh, the culinary capital of the Midlands(!) | 1:20:52 | 1:20:55 | |
What made you want to be a chef? | 1:20:55 | 1:20:57 | |
Don't know, really. I just like it. | 1:20:57 | 1:21:01 | |
Somehow it feels quite natural. | 1:21:01 | 1:21:03 | |
How did you know you wanted to be a ballet dancer? | 1:21:03 | 1:21:06 | |
I don't. I only agreed to go down there so I could get away from them. | 1:21:06 | 1:21:11 | |
So you don't want to be a ballet dancer? | 1:21:11 | 1:21:13 | |
God, no. I don't have a clue what I want to be. | 1:21:13 | 1:21:17 | |
-How the hell do you stand it here? -I don't have much choice. | 1:21:21 | 1:21:25 | |
You've every choice in the world. | 1:21:26 | 1:21:28 | |
You just got to be brave. You can be anything you want to be. | 1:21:28 | 1:21:34 | |
-Do you think? -Sure. | 1:21:34 | 1:21:38 | |
If you've got the nerve. | 1:21:38 | 1:21:40 | |
You just have to be prepared to risk something. | 1:21:41 | 1:21:44 | |
See? | 1:22:12 | 1:22:14 | |
You can be anything you want to be. | 1:22:14 | 1:22:16 | |
Come on, Elizabeth David, we better be getting back. | 1:22:18 | 1:22:21 | |
Stuart! | 1:22:26 | 1:22:28 | |
Wait! | 1:22:30 | 1:22:32 | |
< Stuart! | 1:22:36 | 1:22:37 | |
-See you. -< Come on! | 1:22:39 | 1:22:40 | |
-Can I see you tomorrow? -Tough tits, Big Ears. | 1:22:41 | 1:22:46 | |
-I've got to be in White Lodge in the morning. -What? -Term starts on Monday. | 1:22:46 | 1:22:49 | |
-Come on! -Don't worry, sweetheart, you'll find someone else to play with. | 1:22:49 | 1:22:54 | |
Please. Don't leave me here alone. | 1:22:54 | 1:22:56 | |
You'll be all right, Nige. | 1:23:02 | 1:23:04 | |
-Who's that? -Nigel. He used to work in the restaurant. | 1:23:15 | 1:23:18 | |
Dad?! Hello? | 1:23:31 | 1:23:34 | |
I told him to leave it. I told him we'd get a gardener. | 1:23:40 | 1:23:43 | |
I said leave it till next week. | 1:23:43 | 1:23:46 | |
He hadn't even eaten properly. | 1:23:48 | 1:23:49 | |
-What's happened? -I told him, Nigel. I told him. He just wouldn't listen. | 1:23:49 | 1:23:53 | |
Mrs Potter, what's going on? | 1:23:53 | 1:23:55 | |
He's gone. | 1:23:55 | 1:23:57 | |
One minute he was there with the mower, and the next minute he wasn't. | 1:23:57 | 1:24:01 | |
What do you mean "he's gone"? | 1:24:01 | 1:24:03 | |
He's dead, darling. | 1:24:05 | 1:24:07 | |
We're on our own now, son. | 1:24:10 | 1:24:13 | |
Oh, my poor darling. | 1:24:15 | 1:24:16 | |
Don't worry. I'll look after you. | 1:24:18 | 1:24:22 | |
We're going to get through this together. | 1:24:22 | 1:24:24 | |
We'll both cook together. | 1:24:24 | 1:24:26 | |
Lovely, healthy dishes. | 1:24:26 | 1:24:29 | |
We'll cook a lemon meringue. Every year. In commemoration. | 1:24:29 | 1:24:34 | |
You did this. | 1:24:48 | 1:24:49 | |
# Yesterday when I was young | 1:25:20 | 1:25:25 | |
# The taste of life was sweet as rain upon my tongue | 1:25:25 | 1:25:31 | |
# I teased at life... # | 1:25:31 | 1:25:34 | |
KNOCKING AT DOOR < Nigel! Nigel! | 1:25:34 | 1:25:37 | |
# ..as if it were a foolish game The way the evening breeze... # | 1:25:37 | 1:25:41 | |
KNOCKING AT DOOR < Nigel! Let me in! | 1:25:41 | 1:25:43 | |
# ..the thousand dreams I dreamed... # | 1:25:43 | 1:25:46 | |
< Please, Nigel! Open the door! Talk to me! Nigel! | 1:25:46 | 1:25:51 | |
< Nigel, come on, son! | 1:25:54 | 1:25:57 | |
< Let me in, love. | 1:25:57 | 1:25:59 | |
Son, come on! > | 1:25:59 | 1:26:02 | |
-I brought you a cup of tea and a nice bit of cake. -I don't want it. | 1:26:05 | 1:26:09 | |
And I don't have to have it. I don't want you in my life any more. | 1:26:09 | 1:26:13 | |
Aw, no, you're just upset. What you doing? | 1:26:13 | 1:26:17 | |
Nigel. Talk to me, son. | 1:26:17 | 1:26:20 | |
Talk to me! | 1:26:20 | 1:26:22 | |
You won. I don't have to see you ever again. | 1:26:23 | 1:26:27 | |
-I'm your mother! -You're nobody. | 1:26:28 | 1:26:31 | |
No, wait! Stop! | 1:26:33 | 1:26:35 | |
You're too young! I'm ordering you! Nigel! Slater! Stop this right now! | 1:26:36 | 1:26:42 | |
I said now! | 1:26:42 | 1:26:43 | |
Nigel, you can't leave me on me own here! | 1:26:45 | 1:26:47 | |
You're the only thing I've got! | 1:26:47 | 1:26:50 | |
I'll make up for everything. I'll cook anything you want me to. | 1:26:50 | 1:26:53 | |
Please, Nigel, say something to me. | 1:26:53 | 1:26:56 | |
Thank you. | 1:26:56 | 1:26:58 | |
What do you mean, thank you? | 1:26:58 | 1:27:02 | |
What do you mean, thank you?! | 1:27:02 | 1:27:04 | |
What do you mean?! | 1:27:06 | 1:27:09 | |
Nigel! Come back, Nigel! | 1:27:09 | 1:27:13 | |
Nigel Slater! Come back here now! | 1:27:13 | 1:27:15 | |
-So, how old are you really? -17. | 1:27:22 | 1:27:25 | |
-But you have worked in a kitchen? -Yeah. | 1:27:25 | 1:27:28 | |
I do a very good lemon meringue. | 1:27:28 | 1:27:30 | |
That's what they all say, sunshine. | 1:27:30 | 1:27:32 | |
-All right, you're on. -Are you sure? | 1:27:39 | 1:27:42 | |
# ..The friends I made all somehow seemed to slip away | 1:27:46 | 1:27:52 | |
# And only now I'm left alone to end the play... # | 1:27:52 | 1:27:57 | |
You're going to be fine. You're really going to be fine. | 1:27:57 | 1:28:00 | |
# Oh, yesterday when I was young | 1:28:19 | 1:28:24 | |
# So many, many songs were waiting to be sung | 1:28:24 | 1:28:29 | |
# So many wild pleasures lay in store for me | 1:28:29 | 1:28:35 | |
# And so much pain my eyes refused to see... # | 1:28:35 | 1:28:41 | |
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