Episode 2 Young, Dumb and Living Off Mum

CONTAINS SOME STRONG LANGUAGE

Ah, your children! They're cute, they say funny things, then they're grown up and ready to fly the nest,

starting a life of their own. That's how it's supposed to work.

-Stop acting like a spoilt brat!

-I am a spoilt brat!

In these recession-riddled times, it's harder than ever for young people to get a job,

so what chance do these reprobates have of standing on their own two feet?

-Mum!

-This lot are selfish.

You give me money, so I don't have to work.

-Sponging.

-Give me your change.

-Lazy.

-You haven't ironed that.

-Jack, I've just ironed it!

-And completely useless.

-I don't know how to use the washing machine, the microwave, the dryer.

-But I can lick my elbow.

-Their parents are sick of waiting for them to grow up and move out.

-But they've only got themselves to blame.

-She's been one of my biggest mistakes.

-I'm ashamed of myself.

I've reached the point where I can't do it any more.

They're finally kicking them out and forcing them to run their own home.

-Not one bit of food in the house.

-We've got to buy sheets, pillows, everything.

I know this isn't prison, but they're doing better off in there than we are here.

They're going to be made to get jobs like the rest of us.

When you've finished socialising, you want to do some work? Let me know when it's convenient(!)

-I've never seen such a negative group with such a negative attitude.

-I don't get it!

I'm meant to be head chef. HE SCREAMS

It kind of makes you despair for humanity sometimes, seeing people like this.

It's all under the watchful gaze of their own parents who will judge their progress.

They're acting like spoilt brats. All of them.

And each week, the most useless gets the boot.

At stake, the prize of a round-the-world trip.

Will a month of independent living finally make them grow up?

-I can't live with animals.

-This is who we are.

-I'll smack you in the face.

-I hate her.

I didn't realise how hard it was going to be.

Or will they remain Young, Dumb And Living Off Mum?

-I've

-BLEEP

-had it! Now...

-BLEEP

# You know we're superstars We are who we are

# Ow! #

Last week, our eight Young Dumbers moved in together

with the aim of proving to their parents they could live like responsible adults.

Amazingly, it turned out they couldn't.

Can someone help me, please?

Instead, they spent the week...

-SCREAMING AND SHOUTING

-..drinking, wrecking their new home...

-..and rowing.

-Don't you fucking dare!

-None of us like you, so fuck off!

-Before I smack you in the face!

Go on then, you stupid bitch. Oh, I hate her!

And things didn't get any better when they went to work for the first time ever at a youth hostel.

It started badly and it went down the pan from there.

If one toilet takes this long, we'll not get anything done.

You think the fact you couldn't make 30 sandwiches between two of you is a laughing matter? Clean it up!

Watching everything unfold is their parents.

It's their job to decide who least deserves to stay each week.

And after failing to impress at work, as well as upsetting everyone with controversial opinions...

I literally am totally against two guys having a kid. Every kid needs a mother. I am totally against it.

It was 18-year-old pampered Daddy's girl Sophie who got the boot.

I'm planning a round-the-world trip myself. I just need to go, "Daddy...please!" And I'll get it.

And then there were seven...

20-year-old no-nonsense Gracie.

Girls are bitches!

Jack, the ladies' man, who's 19.

I've slept with over 50 girls. Not too many.

It'd be an achievement to go out and NOT to get a girl.

Princess Jade, who's 18.

I told you where they were. I told you exactly where they were! I don't care, Mum!

SCREAMS

Deep thinker, 19-year-old Tom.

I would love to be reincarnated as a cat. Play around, sleep and eat food. What's not to love about that?

Ruby Jo, the hell-raising party girl who's 18.

If I don't get me own way, all hell will break loose.

-Stop acting like a spoilt brat!

-Well, I am a spoilt brat.

18-year-old Ryan who is a budding economist.

They're complaining that there's a limited amount of money.

Why don't they print more and give it to everyone, so everyone can be rich?

-And 20-year-old Mummy's boy Enzo.

-I am spoilt.

I'm wrapped up in cotton wool.

I won't move out to get independence. I've got independence now, so I'm all right here.

So far, this lot have shown no desire to grow up and start acting their age.

Will some good old-fashioned, hard work in a fish market be the kick up the backside they desperately need?

-I don't get it!

-There you are.

-Agh!

Pack in the bag, label stuck on, take it away.

Knob!

It's unlikely.

It's approaching the end of day four and delighted with the departure of opinionated Sophie,

the group are pulling out the stops to prepare a celebratory meal.

I've never cooked a fry-up. I did bacon sandwiches yesterday, so I learnt how to cook them.

Using classic Young, Dumb ingenuity, dinner is served.

It's the back of a Corn Flakes box because all the plates are in the dishwasher.

So that's my dinner.

No night is complete without an alcoholic beverage.

But with their weekly budget all spent, they haven't got any,

so Ruby Jo and Ryan revert to their natural survival instincts.

No fags, no beer or anything, no money in the house,

so we thought we might as well try our luck with asking for an IOU from the shop.

So she's spruced herself up.

-Everyone said a bit of cleavage might help, so...

-Yeah.

-Check.

-Going to flash a bit of boob.

-Thanks a lot.

-Thank you.

-Bye!

-I can't wait to go and tell everyone. Let's go and tell everyone.

-Yeah.

And then I got 20 fags and half a bottle of vodka.

Isn't that the best day ever - we get vodka and fags, Sophie leaves?

It's like... D'you know what I mean? Could we have asked for a better day?

It's late and tomorrow they'll find out what their next work assignment is.

And in this household, what better way to prepare than to get out the make-up and pretend to be cats?

I actually look like a leopard.

-SHOUTING

-After hours of role play, drinking and shouting,

it's no surprise their attention-seeking behaviour has attracted attention.

GROWLING SOUND There's no-one there.

Funnily enough, a disgruntled neighbour tells them to keep the noise down.

SHOUTING AND GIGGLING We've got loads of viewers, look. There are people looking everywhere.

-Hi!

-You know, if they all rage together...

It's a fair request at midnight. Anyone reasonable would understand.

Just a shame there's no-one reasonable living in the house.

THEY SING AND MIMIC SOUND OF INSTRUMENTS

It's morning and while most of the kids are getting used to life in the Young, Dumb house...

I love it here. It's been well good.

..Mummy's boy Enzo has awoken feeling homesick.

I'm really homesick.

I didn't realise how hard it was going to be for me.

HE SOBS

Just to leave my family.

Understandable when you consider he's been away for almost a full week now(!)

# I'm coming home... #

20-year-old Enzo has rarely left the comfort blanket of home.

The longest time I've ever been away from my parents was when I went to New York with my brother.

That was for four to five days.

And why would he want to when his doting mum does everything for him, much to the annoyance of his father?

I still call him a spoilt little brat and I think that he really should wake up to reality.

If waking up to reality involves a bit of self-indulgent boo-hooing,

then this experience has been a huge success.

I feel so far away from home

because I don't know where I am.

And nothing round here is familiar to me.

There, there, Enzo. There's no need to suffer alone.

Unaware of Enzo's distress, the rest of the gang get ready for the weekly household shop,

after Ruby Jo has a shave, obviously.

There is nothing in the house. We virtually have got water.

No toast, no cereal, no milk, no bread.

Yeah, so we need our money. We've only got water. I don't think we want squash now.

During their time in the house, they will be given the same as everyone their age on Jobseeker's Allowance.

Just over £7 a day each.

-Are we ready to go shopping?

-Come on, let's go.

After Ruby Jo has paid off her IOU from the night before,

they all head to the supermarket to buy some household essentials.

-Are we getting fruit and veg or not?

-Nah!

With fruit and veg off the menu, maybe they'll stock up on food they can cook from scratch.

-Or maybe not.

-"Meal for 4 - £5."

-Sausage rolls, £1.59.

-I'm not very keen on the idea of mushrooms.

-What are they going to buy then?

-I love crisps.

I don't eat anything else apart from crisps. That's why I've always got ulcers and my tongue's swollen.

-That's the price you pay, Ruby Jo.

-Transformers, Doritos, Quavers, Wotsits, Walkers.

Cheesy puffs, cheesy curls, squares, Monster Munch. Salted fries.

For £5, we have got 42 bags of crisps. That should last us a while.

Yes, that lot should keep Ruby Jo happy for almost an hour.

We've got a bottle of Sainsbury's triple distilled vodka

and it's £20.18.

And it's got, um...

56.3 units.

For Gracie, it's all about the simple pleasures.

A Pot Noodle, because I wanted to treat myself.

£69.89.

But will spending £70 on what is essentially crisps and vodka impress the parents?

Basically, I was really bored at first. Shopping's so boring.

As we went along and we got to the alcohol part, I got really excited. After that, I liked shopping.

I've changed my mind. Shopping rocks!

I think we're going to be living off pasta, noodles...

um, sausage rolls. But it's all right cos we've got this to keep us company.

The Young, Dumb Total Health And Wellness Diet starts here(!)

Let's hope it doesn't kill them because tomorrow morning,

the group will be thrown into the world of work for the second time.

Whoever is the most useless will be sent packing.

And it's their very own parents who will be watching and deciding who goes.

I was disappointed in her. I thought she could have done a lot better.

During this experience, the kid who has grown up the most and proven they can live independently

will win a round-the-world trip.

The parents take it in turns to pick a job for their big babies.

This week, Ryan's mum Natasha is setting the challenge.

I do worry for Ryan because he doesn't work. He's 18 now.

He's getting older.

Next, he's going to be in his 20s, then 30s.

And I think, "In his 30s, is he still going to be living at home?"

She knows that getting a job is an important part of growing up,

something her son has failed to grasp yet.

Your mum's nice.

SHOUTING

I hate you!

ALL: No!

That's not tomorrow, that's tonight!

News of the job sparks a lively fish-themed debate.

If someone came up to me, "Could I have a mackerel," I'd give them a cod. They all look the same!

I like tuna, but I've never seen it, like, without being in a tin.

-Yeah, I know tuna. It's like that shape, tuna fish.

-Square?

I'm scared of crabs. They've got all those pointy legs and little twiggy things.

But fact of the day goes to Gracie.

Do you know that if you dip a crab in a beer, then they walk straight?

-You really do learn something new every day.

-That's weird.

They'll be leaving for their task in a matter of hours,

so naturally our Young Dumbers concentrate on two very important things - vodka

and dancing.

SHOUTING AND LAUGHTER

Cos we planned to get drunk before we knew what our work placement was,

we all didn't want to not get drunk cos we was all in the mood to get drunk.

SCREAMING

This is the drunkest everyone's been together.

Usually, half the people are drunk and half are sober or the opposite way round.

Still homesick, Enzo?

-We should do the choreography for Pussycat Dolls.

-Oh, wow, look at Ruby Jo!

The Young, Dumb Fame Academy continues until the booze runs out and wears off.

It's a good job it does because their shift at the fish market starts very soon.

I'm shattered. I'm so tired.

It's about one o'clock in the morning and we've got to leave to go to work.

It's not the dream. That's for sure.

It's 2am at Billingsgate Market in East London and the start of a long night's work.

The gang will be split into three groups - Gracie and Tom,

Jack, Ryan and Jade, and Enzo and Ruby Jo.

First, they must get to know the fish and set up their stalls.

-Second, they must serve and take orders from customers.

-Come on, Ryan!

Finally, they'll prepare an order and deliver it to a location in London.

The parents will watch everything they do later in the week, so they need to show they're up to the job.

With no sleep, how will they cope with the pressure of working in a busy fish market?

Good morning and welcome to Billingsgate.

I'm Lee. This is Roger and this is Russell. We'll be your mentors.

Today, you're at one of the largest inland fish markets around.

We need you to be on the ball. I hope you're ready for it.

90% of life is common sense, so you've got to move your arse and show me plenty of common sense.

Billingsgate is the UK's largest inland fish market, selling 250,000 tonnes of fish a year,

and producing an annual turnover of £2 million.

To work in the sales trade, you need to be good at maths.

I've actually re-sat and failed my Maths GCSE three times now.

-You need to be good with people.

-I think you're stuck-up, rude and a really big bitch.

And willing to work hard.

I don't think I should go to work now. I just think it's boring and pointless.

Considering our little darlings' work ethic and people skills,

they should take to this job like a duck to water.

-Gracie, get your boots on.

-I'm coming.

One thing you don't do - hands are strictly not in pockets at any time.

It smells disgusting. I hope there's no crabs. I'm scared of crabs.

Ready as they'll ever be, the three groups head off to get started -

Jack, Jade and Ryan...

-Tom, the smell.

-I know...

-Gracie and Tom.

-And Ruby Jo and Enzo.

-Right, come on the stand!

-Gracie, Tom, are you all right? Don't think about the smell.

-I'm not. Can we get gloves?

-You get no gloves.

-I can't touch them fish. I can't touch fish with no gloves on.

On the other side of the market, Jade, Ryan and Jack are about to meet a variety of sea creatures.

That's just salmon. This middle bit here will be your wet fish like monkfish, halibut, plaice.

-My bit here is all the exotic stuff. You've got like blue crabs, tuna.

-I don't like crabs.

-They're dead.

He hasn't been here five minutes and Ryan is facing his crab phobia.

I don't like crabs. I really don't like crabs.

This bodes well. Ryan is not the only one getting to know the merchandise they'll sell later on.

-Lemon sole, right?

-OK.

-Best way to pick it up, straight in the gill, pick it up like that - sorted.

-Go on.

-Ughhh!

-Just pick it up, Gracie. Don't be a baby.

-I'm holding it.

-Go on, pick it up, pick it up! Let me have a look. Show me it.

Very nice. Put it back.

While Gracie bonds with her new SOLE-mate,

Ruby Jo is struggling to find her feet.

-It's a business. You're now in the real world.

-High five.

-Good girl.

That's called haddock. It's lovely. This is called monk.

-Look at the spikes.

-It's like a piranha.

-Feel it for a second.

You've got to get into it. Don't be frightened.

-Aagh!

-Ruby, don't act like a silly cow!

Pick up the bass in their eyes. It's dead. It ain't gonna hurt you.

-I've got really long nails.

-Beautiful. Just try it.

There you are.

-Nothing to it, really, is there?

-No.

-All right?

-I don't like it. Can I put it down?

There you are, nice conger. Can you hold it for me, Ruby?

-Enzo, come on, you do it.

-Oh, why?

-You can do it. Come on, Enzo.

Show me what kind of a man you are. Hold it up, Enzo. That's my boy. Now you can do it. Good boy!

That was awful. Picking that thing up was awful, man. I felt its skull.

I'm usually partying at three in the morning on a Friday, not picking up fish by the eyeballs!

-Fresh cod, hake...

-Unlike Gracie, Jade has made a good start.

-The ones at the end?

-Flatfish!

And is already on first name terms with her fish.

-What's this one?

-Sea bream.

-Sea bream, yeah.

-This one?

-That one's bass.

-Yeah.

It will help her sell them when the customers flock in later.

While Jade is taking an interest, Jack is finding it hard to keep awake.

-Orange grouper.

-Orange grouper.

Or people in the West Indies, they call it strawberry grouper or butterfish.

-Fish have different names.

-Come on, concentrate.

-Kingfish. In America, wahoo. In India, seer fish.

-OK.

-STIFLES YAWN

-Am I boring you?

-No, it's really interesting.

-If I'm boring you, I can find you plenty other jobs to do.

-No, it's really intriguing.

It's going to be a long day, Russ. It's going to be a long day.

So far, Ryan hasn't had to get up, close and personal because his fish have been hidden away in packets.

I don't know what it is. Is that where they've ripped its head off?

But unfortunately for him, he's about to face his biggest nightmare.

A nasty case of crabs.

-All right?

-No, I've got a phobia. If he puts it near me, I'm walking out.

I don't like crabs or spiders.

Most people have got a phobia. Some people don't like heights.

I'm not going back in. I'm not working for a horrible man like that.

Opening hour is upon them. Ryan's boss can't afford to be a man down.

I didn't know you had a problem with crabs. OK? Put my hands up.

-You won't be seeing any more crabs, but I need you back there.

-OK.

So he'll say anything to get him back in.

Back inside, Enzo and Ruby Jo are presenting the fish for their stall and are impressing Roger the boss.

-How are we getting on?

-Is that OK?

-Lovely. Yeah, that's very good. Well done.

-That's very good.

-I thought I'd colour-coordinate.

You've done that well. That's good, pretty good.

Your fingernails, you're artistically-minded.

Yeah, from fish to nails, it's still...

-Presentation is still important.

-Presentation is... Correct.

-Yeah.

Back home in Stockport and presentation is the last thing on Ruby Jo's mind.

# All I want is to mess around... #

-Her poor sister has to share a room with her disgustingly messy sibling.

-She's lazy.

I have to tidy the bedroom cos she thinks that she don't have to do it, so it's such a mess.

Mum! Have you seen the other shoe to this?

-Which one?

-That one.

Ruby Jo can't even manage to flush the toilet.

Can you remember to flush the toilet? I'm sick of asking you.

It don't take much for my mum to flush the toilet.

Hygiene hazard Ruby Jo seems to have cleaned up her act for now.

Still recovering from Crabgate, Ryan is having a hard time packing up his orders.

We're out of steaks, yes, Mr Smith!

-Come on, Ryan.

-I am trying my hardest.

-You've got a few years on me, mate.

-I am trying my hardest.

-It gets a lot harder than this.

-It's my first day.

-Yeah, but come on.

-It is my first day.

-I expect you to work with me.

Right, pack in the bag, label stuck on, take it away!

Knob!

He's horrible to me. I've never done it before.

After yawning his way through his fish briefing,

Jack's been given the simple task of stacking boxes of pre-ordered fish.

Do another four, yeah? This time, I want you to make an effort to do them a bit better.

That ain't good. If that was a Christmas present, you'd throw it back at your mum.

-I wouldn't get fish for Christmas.

-If you was buying them, you wouldn't be impressed.

Think about what you're doing. Tape it up one end, then spin 'em round and tape 'em up the other end. OK?

You've got four hours to do an eight-hour day.

If you don't do the orders, the customers will leave you alone. So he's got to work and work hard.

No, I never want to do this job.

I should be out with my friends. It's ten past four in the morning. Or I should be in bed with someone.

# So many girls in here, where do I begin...? #

Back home, Jack's nights out are less about fish, more about getting battered.

I'm very successful with the ladies. I've slept with numerous girls.

To be honest, I've only got two sets of hands to count them on.

And these lucky ladies are all over him.

I have "Hannah" and then I have "Char" tattooed there which was my first girlfriend.

This Bristolian Lothario likes all of the women in his life to be at his beck and call

and that includes his mother.

Bone-idle.

Lazy, arrogant.

Full of himself. That's it, really.

-You haven't ironed that yet, have you?

-Jack, I've just ironed it!

-Where's my shirt? Where's my under T-shirt?

-Oh, you want an under T-shirt.

Is it any wonder Jack is struggling when he has everything done for him at home?

-Tea?

-Yeah, do I get a break?

-Forget tea and breakfast. You're not home with your mum now. You're with me.

I'm your mother and I'll be the worst mother you've ever had.

-All right, Mum(!)

-Right, let's do some more. Come on.

If he wants a job, he's got to impress me. I had to do it. He's got to do it the same way.

With the parents judging everything they do at the end of the week, he really needs to get a move on.

It's 5am. Three hours into their night shift and things are about to go up a gear.

BELL RINGS Does that mean dinner time?

That bell indicates that the trading can start between the traders,

then all hell will be let loose.

Now you're going to sell. Sell, sell, sell! Because everything we sell, we haven't got to ice up.

Let the selling commence.

Everyone must sell as much as they can to other fish traders.

This is where the big money can change hands. The pressure is on.

Jack and Ryan have struggled from the start,

whereas Jade, Tom and Gracie are starting to get the hang of things.

And as for Enzo, he might be missing Mummy, but he's no wet fish when it comes to selling.

That's my first sale. And I sold, uh...shrimp. And it came to £23.

-This kid's got chances. He'll go places. He's keen, he's hungry.

-And your change.

-Ruby!

-Unfortunately, Enzo's team-mate Ruby Jo can't get her head around the price and the weights

which is slowing down sales.

I've never been so confused. He's just shouting and everyone speaks in fish language.

-Do you want them in a box or a bag?

-How much is that?

-Uh...1.65.

How much money?

Um...

One second. This is my first day.

Some say the price and other ones don't say the price and they shout it so quick!

Then he's on the phone, then he's writing it down. I think it's hard.

Back with Jack and he's working hard...

on chatting and skiving.

-Do you work here?

-I come in to buy fish. That's all. I no working.

-Why do you shop at this time of the morning? I don't understand.

-My shop is in New Wembley.

-Do you want to do some work?

-Go on, then.

-Let me know when it's convenient for you(!)

-Give me five minutes.

-Get over here. That one in the scale with that one.

-Right?

-Yeah.

-Standing talking.

-He was nice, unlike you.

You've got to do three things at once. He finds it hard to do one. I wouldn't employ him.

Meanwhile, poor old Ruby Jo has started to crack under pressure.

-Ruby! Don't stand there!

-You haven't told me what to do!

-Come on, babe. Get a box.

-I feel stupid.

She's more worried about her bloody fingernails than she is my fish!

This is her job for the day. The fingernails are going to have to go out the window.

-What's wrong?

-I don't get it!

-Calm down. Why don't you...

-He doesn't tell you what to do. He's all bossy.

-Aw, come here.

You all right? Just calm down. I was confused as well.

-Just take it...

-They shout orders at you and think you know what you're doing.

-Don't get upset.

-But I'm not a fish expert.

-Listen, don't get upset. Don't worry.

-I don't know what I'm doing.

I know! That's why it's hard.

PHONE RINGS Answer the phone for me. Good girl.

Morning.

Good girl. What have you got?

8.15. Take 'em with you.

Roger?

He might as well just answer the phone. I don't even know this.

-Who is it, babe?

-I don't know.

-Hello?

-This is harder than cleaning shit out the toilet!

-Ssh! Hello? Yes.

-You mustn't get upset. It takes time. You can't expect to come into a job and do it willy-nilly.

-Enzo is!

That's £26, please.

26.

Cool. Would you like a receipt?

-Easy job. Straighten the money up, put it in hundreds. Can you do that?

-Yeah.

-Good girl. Don't get down.

Just as she's finally making herself useful, something terrible happens.

Oh, no! I broke the nail!

I broke a nail!

After the crab incident, Ryan still hasn't come out of his shell

-and is falling behind packing pre-orders of salmon.

-Transfer that over there, please.

You've got a lot of work to do. ..There's times to turn the screw.

Hurry along there. Come on. We're falling behind.

'I know it's his first day, but he's got to get faster.'

The emphasis is on time. Speed. Get the order out. The customer's going to be disappointed.

I'm not carrying him. He's got to be up to speed.

He keeps saying I'm not pulling my weight, but I'm trying my hardest.

I can't be as fast as everyone who's been working here for 20 years.

It's eight o'clock in the morning and after six hours of cleaning, setting up and selling fish,

it's time for the Dumbers' final assignment.

Five fish, bass, and five fish, gilt-head bream.

Each group is given an order that they must weigh, pack up and deliver to a local restaurant.

I need you to go straight there. You've only got a certain time. We don't want it melting.

If they deliver a wrong order, pack it incorrectly or let the ice melt,

the fish could be sent back, something their bosses won't like.

-Here is a map.

-OK.

And you will find the instructions on here. This is where you will find the answers.

Shit. It's really far. It's really, really far. I'm not giving up.

That's the spirit! They haven't yet left the car park.

It's called Plateau. It's not in the map. So why give us a map?

They head off in three groups - Jack, Jade and Ryan, Ruby Jo and Enzo, and Gracie and Tom.

My arms just hurt.

How can it be here?! There's nothing here!

The three restaurants are a stone's throw away. This part should be a walk in the park.

-What the hell is this place?

-Canary Wharf.

-Never heard of it.

But this new world is proving alien for Ruby Jo.

This reminds me of a futuristic world. I've never been anywhere like this.

-Please help.

-Oh, my God. The water's dripping like mad.

Jade, Ryan and Jack have managed to find their building and have to go to the fourth floor restaurant.

First floor, Street Level, First, Second. Second?

-Is this for real?

-Oh, hang on.

Restaurant. "Please use opposite lifts."

-LIFT ANNOUNCEMENT

-What's she saying?

Do you know what? Just press three and we'll walk up one flight.

But the lift is broken, the ice is now melting and the fish could go off if they don't figure out a plan.

This is a joke. This is honestly a joke.

The lift next door is working, but our hopeless trio fail to spot it and head for the stairs instead.

Anyone know where the stairs are?

-High five and a hug, mate!

-Gracie and Tom congratulate each other

for taking 45 minutes to find a restaurant round the corner.

But, hey, small victories, right, guys?

Let me just weigh it.

But if the chef's not happy with the fish, he'll send it back to an unhappy boss.

Yeah, temperature's fine.

-Thank you very much.

-Oh, thank you!

They're the first group to succeed. Having less luck are Jade, Jack and Ryan, looking for the fourth floor.

At least they've found their building, unlike Ruby Jo and Enzo, who are now lost.

-Do you know where First Edition restaurant is? What about...

-We'll find it on our own! Come on!

All right.

-Why won't you ask for directions?

-We'll find it on our own!

Yeah, good luck with that one.

-The ice is melting! It's getting wet!

-I know.

Wait - 25! There it is!

-There it is!

-On you go.

They've found it!

-Oh, no, they haven't.

-Wrong way.

-Rubes, this is it.

-Yay!

-Guys, we have a delivery of fish. Where do you want it? Here?

-Yeah.

-Yeah, that's 400 grams. So that's good. Superb.

-Rubes...

-OK?

Having completed their task, Ruby Jo and Enzo head back to Billingsgate.

Success! # We're so successful! #

It may have taken an age, but Ryan, Jade and Jack have finally found the fourth floor...

You're joking!

-Honestly, I'm not joking.

-..but have no access to the restaurant from the stairwell.

Hey!

-We have a delivery for Plateau...

-Restaurant.

We have fish.

Lots of it! And it's heavy!

Hello?

Thank you.

After nearly knocking the door down, they head downstairs and spot a working lift,

the one that was there all along.

Hopefully it's all right. It's got to be fast.

Yes!

I think that should be all right.

Have they got there in time?

Hi. We're here to speak to the chef.

Hiya. We received your order.

OK, bring it through.

-Have you counted them?

-Yeah.

-I think there's six bass.

Yeah, six bass.

-One, two... I ordered five, OK?

-OK.

Three, four...five.

Six.

Seven. Eight. Nine.

-Someone hasn't done their maths.

-So I'll keep five.

And you take four back.

I'll need credit for those.

And these are what?

-Bream.

-I normally use gilt-head bream.

These are emperor bream. So you'll have to take these back.

It's a lovely fish, but not a fish we use.

-Bye!

-See you.

That didn't go well, did it?

How did we end up thinking we needed 400-600 when it was five fish? We're not that stupid.

Look.

400-600 on both, but then that's a five.

-It's confusing.

-The bewildered bunch head back to Billingsgate to face their boss.

Ahead of them are Gracie and Tom.

-Hello!

-All right, guys? How did we do?

-Brilliant.

-Yeah?

-We delivered the fish and he said everything was perfect. He checked everything, perfect.

-He was happy?

-Very happy.

-Well done. You've done very well.

-How did you get on?

-We found it.

-Well done!

-Well done, the pair of you. Makes you feel good.

-He said it was perfect.

-Did he? Well, there you are.

The best part of the day for me was getting myself back together instead of just giving up.

I usually just give up.

While two of the bosses are happy,

Ryan, Jade and Jack's boss is peeved. The chef has called him to complain about the order.

-I've been told you did ten sea bass, not five.

-I thought it was nine.

-It was nine.

-Nine.

And the emperor bream were in your shop all morning, stacked right next to those ones.

They were quite clearly on show. He wasn't very happy with me.

If I did that too many times, I'd lose the order. Not that impressed.

OK, pack the fish away and save it for another day.

Cheers.

I haven't slept in 24 hours and I smell of loads of horrible fish!

-Yeah, we feel rough.

-We feel, like, knackered.

So with a long night of work over, the knackered group goes to bed.

Oh, that feels so nice!

Where they remain for the rest of the day. And night.

-The next morning, still high from her work buzz, Ruby Jo is on a mission.

-I'd a really good idea.

Because, like, we sit around the house all day doing nothing,

why don't we go to the Job Centre?

-And look for jobs.

-The what?! Am I hearing this right? Job Centre?

That's a very good idea.

-I'll go.

-I'll go.

-GRACIE: Stupid. I'm staying here.

Ohh...good morning(!)

-You think it's a good idea?

-I think it is, yeah.

But Gracie begs to differ.

It's a massive waste of time. You'd have to wait a month to get paid.

Best thing is to walk down that high street and ask for jobs.

I've never been to a Job Centre, so when I get home I'll know what to do

and personally I want to apply for a job and see if I can get one.

I think we should do the cleaning.

While Ruby Jo and Gracie discuss the merits of the Job Centre,

Enzo has got another plan all of his own.

Today I'm gonna leave the house. It's what I've planned.

Why is that?

I feel like I've proved everything I needed to prove in this house.

These lot are talking about going out and getting a job.

I mean, that's cool and everything, if they want to earn more money,

but I want to go out in the real world and actually sort my life out and get a job in my life.

Amazing. After 20 years of being mollycoddled by your mother,

it's taken just a few days in the house to sort your life out.

Enzo gathers the group for a grand meeting of the dumb.

I've been in the house... Today is the seventh day, yeah?

I've proved myself on both tasks and I've changed from what I was like outside the house.

-I've changed everything I wanted to change this week.

-So you want to go?

I don't think I'm going to learn any more. I don't see that.

Leaving is not a good idea. That thought will be in your mind, "What if I'd stayed and I won?"

With the advice of his housemates still ringing in his ears, Enzo decides to think it over.

Ruby, accompanied by Jade, Ryan, Tom and Jack, heads off in search of a Job Centre.

Gracie, who thinks they're barking up the wrong tree, stays at home with Enzo to clean up the mess.

-There's an elimination tomorrow.

-It's shut.

No!

-Ohh!

-How?!

-What the fuck?!

-They're closed on a Saturday!

Not wanting to admit defeat, they decide to play a trick on Gracie and Enzo...

"Gracie, guess what. We got a job!"

-Yeah, say we got jobs.

-..and just pretend they've got jobs.

ALL TALK AT ONCE

-We got jobs!

-We got jobs!

-And we're getting paid.

-Oh, dear. Gracie's fallen for it.

And she's worried about how it might make her look to the parents.

I think it's definite I'll get eliminated because of, basically, what happened today.

Everyone's come back with jobs. I stayed here and cleaned.

And if that's not annoying her enough, her cleaning went unnoticed.

In fact, the others seem more than happy to trash the house again.

Aaaah!

Sorry, Jade!

Later, Gracie, who's worried about being kicked out tomorrow,

and peeved that they've ruined her spring clean, wants to share an idea she's had with the group.

If we do a rota, like, today I cleaned the toilet, next time someone else can do it.

-I don't remember anyone complaining.

-No.

-I just thought it might be a good idea.

-I'm not bothered whether we do work or not, honestly.

I'm easy with which way we do it.

It's up to you guys.

Gracie's idea falls on deaf ears, but undeterred she carries on the campaign in the garden.

-If you think it's a good idea.

-I do.

If they don't want to be on it, then that's their own fault.

-Are you up for that, yeah?

-Right, OK.

I'll call them.

Gracie wins them over and now all they have to do is tell the main objectors, Tom and Jack.

-Basically, we was just outside and we thought we might as well just do a rota.

-Ohh!

-Oh, my God!

-Gobsmacked(!)

-Yeah, that's...

You said you didn't want to be involved.

That's cool. We don't.

You guys are capable of making decisions with just you guys.

-I don't want this to cause a divide or tension or anything.

-That's what's happened.

-I don't care!

Always so diplomatic, Jack.

Everyone here could do more work if they wanted to. Well done, Gracie,

but we went out to find jobs today and you stayed here and the two bedrooms were still a shithole.

Did you see what down here was like? It was fucking disgusting! Behind those sofas was disgusting!

All the stairs had silly string. Enzo, you can vouch for me. We fucking cleaned.

-They keep bouncing off each other.

-Yeah.

Two people don't want to do a rota, five people do. That ain't teamwork!

Teamwork's when we all pull together and do the jobs we want to do.

It's a democracy. It's about negotiating who does what, when.

Sounds almost like a rota.

With the elimination tomorrow and tensions running high, the group are now divided over a cleaning rota.

-It's down to the two of us. Outnumbered.

-Let's face it, no one wants to go on Sunday.

It's fucking bullshit. I'm quite happy if I go tomorrow.

-I'm not walking.

-Enzo has overheard the boys slagging everyone off.

Listen, if you want to say something in a roundabout way about me, just say it to my face.

I'm saying it to you now.

-I'm not saying it behind your back.

-If someone's too much of a pussy to say something to someone's face...

How am I a pussy? I'm talking to you face to face.

Knowing their parents are watching, you'd think they'd try to prove they can live together like adults.

Instead they indulge in their favourite hobby, arguing.

Don't you think it's wimpy, weak, childish to talk and bitch about someone behind their back?

And being afraid to come and say it to someone's face?

-But I haven't dared.

-It's all about a rota. Fuck the rota. I don't give a shit.

Just living in this close proximity to people

that you obviously haven't known for so long and everything,

it's hard, you know.

So something stupid like this maybe was the straw that broke the camel's back. I think that's the saying.

It's either a camel or a donkey. I'm not too sure.

It's definitely us versus them now.

-I'll see how the eviction goes. I think it'll be one of us.

-It will definitely be one of us.

And all because neither of them would pick up a duster.

Not wanting to be defeated, Enzo decides he wants to stick it out and see what happens tomorrow.

I know I said I wanna leave and I wanna go,

but obviously I haven't because, in the back of my mind, no matter how many times I deny it,

it would feel like I've quit, so I'd rather be open to...

elimination, than just quitting. I don't wanna quit.

The next morning, unaware of the mayhem, the parents arrive to assess the kids' behaviour.

They have to decide who's put in the least effort and deserves to go home.

To help them, they'll see what their darling offspring have been up to.

It doesn't start well with disappointment that their little angels have upset the neighbours.

DRUNKEN SINGING

They should have called it a night.

Not one of them said sorry to the neighbour. None of them said, "We're really sorry."

They all acted like spoiled brats.

Watching them at work, it's hard for the parents to ignore that Ruby Jo fell to pieces.

-It all went dead fast...

-Whatever you do, don't get upset.

-I don't know what I'm doing!

I know! That's why it's hard.

I was surprised at how Ruby reacted on there

because she never cries, especially in public.

But she doesn't like to be beaten. I think she realised she had to pull her socks up and carry on.

But is Jack's mum prepared to acknowledge how work-shy he is?

If that was a Christmas present, you'd throw it back at your mum.

I couldn't work at this time. I should be out with my friends or in bed with someone.

Ohh, I can't believe it.

I feel ashamed. He had no go in him at all.

He said he'd rather be in bed with someone. Best of luck. With that attitude, he'll struggle there.

But Jade shocks them all with her proactive approach.

I thought Jade was quite attentive.

I couldn't believe that was the same girl we watched last week.

I think she did do really good being as she had no sleep!

She's a monster when she's had no sleep!

These parents have spent years making excuses for their kids and Ryan's mum is no exception.

I expect you to work with me. Back in the bag, label stuck on.

I've got a phobia. If you got to know me...

My son's got a crab phobia. I didn't like him going in a strop,

but he went back and finished off what he was supposed to be doing.

I don't think he was that hard on him. If we expect youngsters now

to be wrapped up in cotton wool, this is what we'll end up with.

Because Enzo did well at work and also thought about leaving,

some of the parents wonder how much he needs this experience.

I don't think there's anything else that I'm going to learn.

When I saw Enzo saying that he would like to leave the house,

it's a shame, but the others have still got quite a way to go.

He's in a house full of people that he can clearly see are probably worse than him in reality.

I'm not proud to admit that my son is definitely one of those,

but it's probably a wake-up call. "Actually, I'm nowhere near as bad as these guys."

I thought the idea of this was to actually eliminate the ones

which weren't pulling their weight.

After seeing all the evidence, they have to make a final decision on who is in the bottom three,

but, just like their kids, Jack and Enzo's folks don't see eye to see.

I'd say Enzo because if he don't go today, he might walk out tomorrow and somebody else has gone today.

-I'm being honest with you.

-Yeah.

-And I'm saying your son hasn't even improved at all.

-That's your prerogative.

-Surely after seeing the way he acted, wouldn't you get him out now?

-No. Why shouldn't he have a chance?

-A chance for what?

To learn. To live with other people. He's never done it before.

-He's never lived away from home.

-Neither has my son.

-Hasn't he? I bet he hasn't.

After long discussions, they eventually agree on a final three.

Back at the house and the kids are starting to feel the nerves.

-It's just horrible.

-I don't think there's an obvious choice.

-It's not obvious.

It could actually be anyone.

The seven remaining young Dumbers have no idea whose parents will be walking through those doors.

The decision is that Jack, Ruby Jo and Enzo are the three that least deserve to stay,

but only one of them will be sent packing.

OK, we're here because you three are the bottom three. The rest of you sod off and have fun.

I love you!

While the bottom three await their fate, the rest of the group sit tight upstairs.

-I think I should be there instead of Ruby.

-I should definitely be there.

I think I should have been there instead of Ruby.

The reason you're in the bottom three is because of the fish market.

A lot of the parents thought you maybe could have tried a little bit harder,

but they all said you did then turn it around and get the job done.

-You were terrible on that fish one.

-OK.

-Absolutely awful.

You didn't even try, did you? You've got to buck yourself up.

The reason why you're in the bottom three is the other parents felt a threat

because you've done so much better than the others.

We didn't just put him in the bottom three because of that. We saw in that clip that Enzo wanted to leave.

The time has come for the parents to deliver their verdict.

It's Enzo going.

Usually, it's the person who has behaved the worst and put in the least effort who's kicked out,

but, despite doing well, Enzo came close to walking, so the parents decide it should be him that goes.

I'm really pleased with you up to now, I am. It was that task.

I didn't think it was that bad.

It weren't the fish. It was just the kilograms and stuff.

I know that. I know.

-OK?

-Bye.

-Jack, you've got to buck yourself up. I felt ashamed earlier.

-Sorry.

-I'm sat there and it's embarrassing.

-It's just the guys I was working with were annoying.

It doesn't matter. Buck your ideas up.

-All right, take care.

-Love you.

-I know, love. Take care.

I'm feeling happy that I'm coming home

because I do feel like I've learnt so much.

I don't think there's much else I can learn. I want to start my life.

SCREAMING

Yes!

Oh, my God!

So Enzo is the second person to be given the boot.

Will it inspire him to stand on his own two feet or will he be forever young, dumb and living off mum?

Next time, the gang go into the restaurant business.

I'm meant to be head chef.

AAAAAAH!

And things get steamy in the kitchen.

-The pressure starts to hit home.

-Anything that's not ours, trash it.

This is who we are. I can't help it.

-And for two, it's "pack your bags" time.

-We're going home because we can't live with animals!

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