All language subtitles for goodnight_sweetheart_s02e02_i_got_it_bad_and_that_aint_good

Good night, sweetheart.

All my prayers are for you.

Good night, sweetheart.

I'll be watching over you.

Tears and parting may make us alone.

But with the coming,

a new day is born.

an evening standard.

Listen to this. Interior designer at the
Evertier in North West Halstead.

That's true.

Well, you've got to be creative to sell
a house these days. I mean, nobody wants

to live in Cricklewood, do they?

Well, why don't you go the whole hog,
eh?

Incredibly spacious Manhattan -style
warehouse apartment with swimming pool,

tennis court and rare species aviary.

Five minutes from do -it -all.

Well, we've got to sell the house
somehow, otherwise we'll lose Maple

Yeah, looking on the bright side. Oh,
never mind.

Come to bed.

Why? Because it's bedtime and you're not
the bat.

Do you know what day it is today, Gary?

Yes, what is it? I didn't mean that.

Well, it's not Ascension Day because
that was the Thursday before last. And

not the Islamic New Year because that's
the Friday after next.

Is it the Queen Mother's official
birthday? God bless her.

No, it is the most fertile day of my
cycle.

Really?

Well, that wasn't in my Let's Boy Scout
diary.

You know, I've got a good mind to dash
off an angry diatribe to the editor.

want to have a baby?

I'm not really that hungry.

Get your shorts off and get into bed.

Where did you learn your foreplay
technique? Well,

don't you like it when I take the
initiative?

Yeah, sometimes.

Just, well, I don't really feel like it
tonight.

What? You don't feel like it or you're
not up to it?

Well, same thing.

No, it's not the same thing, Gary. One
is a matter of preference. The other is

matter of sexual dysfunction.

Look, I don't need this pressure,
Yvonne.

What pressure? Oh, come on, you know. I
mean, moving house, having a baby,

trying to hold down a demanding job in
the remorseless world of television

repair. Oh, look, I know it may not be
an ideal time, but if we wait until we

can afford for me to give up work, we'll
never have a family.

Pressure, pressure.

Oh, Gary, don't get yourself into a
state.

Look, Yvonne.

Gary. Look, I'm sorry, but not to put
too fine a point on it, I... I can't put

too fine a point on it, OK?

Have you seen the price of disposable

nappies? I was checking out mother care
the other day.

I see.

So you reckon it's the cost of what our
transatlantic cousins call, for some

unknown reason, diapers, that you
rendered incapable of satisfying your

Of course not. It's just that... Well,
since Yvonne started going on about

babies, I haven't felt a thing south of
the naval.

Yvonne, have you observed the two comely
wenches in yonder kayak?

Not really.

Oh, if I was 15 years younger.

I'm 50 pounds lighter.

Hang about, we're in here, pal.

What are you talking about?

I knew it! I've seen it all before!

I'm trying to pick them up!

Oh, don't be so naive.

The blonde one wrote for England in the
cocksless pairs.

Oh, maybe I shall.

Have you seen a doctor?

No, you're joking. Why?

Well, it could be physical.

Well, how would they find out?

They observe you in bed.

What, you mean while me and Phoebe are
actually... No.

While you're a kip.

They wire up the recalcitrant appendage
just before you go to sleep. Oh,

natural, of course.

And then they video you through the
night.

And if you get excited in your dreams,
they know it's just psychological.

Under those circumstances, I'd be lucky
if I could raise a smile.

You're a scientist.

It's in the strictest confidence.

So how come you know all about it, then?

I had a cousin who used to work in one
of those clinics.

He brought this video round once. Didn't
we have a laugh?

He got the sack.

Well, thanks for all your friendly
advice, Ronald.

Been completely useless, as usual.

Hang on.

What? Do you know what you just said?

Yes, what?

You said, when Phoebe and I... No, I
didn't.

Did I?

That's your problem.

Your head said, I love Yvonne.

But your loins are growling.

Where's that Phoebe?

You've got to go back and see her.

If you get a reaction, then you'll know
for sure there's nothing physically

wrong with you, wouldn't you?

That would confuse things even more.

It doesn't matter.

You've got no choice.

It's your destiny.

You can't close the book until you've
finished the story.

Same for me.

I'm sorry Gary wasn't here.

It's usually home by six.

We're including the curtains and the
carpets in the asking price, by the way.

Really? Lost you?

Whose car is it?

I forgot. I'm sorry.

Obviously. I'm Gary.

Frederick. Joe.

You promised you'd be home by six, Gary.

Yeah, I'm sorry. I had a really
important meeting.

Television repairmen don't have
meetings.

They have wives that show them up in
front of strangers, don't they?

Where were you, really?

I went to see Ron. I wanted to ask his
advice.

Honestly, you spend more time with Ron
than you do with me.

Are you sure you two aren't having an
affair?

Joe, let's pop up to the spare room.

There's something I need to measure.

They seem really nice. Yes, of course
they're nice. Why shouldn't they be

Do you think they're serious clients?

Oh, well, the question is, are we
serious sellers?

What do you mean?

Well, I mean, do we really want a bigger
house and a bigger mortgage and a baby?

Well, isn't this exactly what I've been
saying? After all, we're happy here.

Happy? I'm not sure if we're even
compatible.

And what exactly is that?

Are we intruding?

No, no. No, no, I've just got to pop to
the kitchen. I've got something in the

oven.

Lovely. So, what do you think of the
house? Oh, it's very, um, compact, to

the least. But nice.

Nice atmosphere.

I wouldn't say that at the moment.

Though we do think we've spotted a small
damp patch in the bedroom.

Ha!

You've got some fantastic blues records.

Yeah, yeah, thanks.

Oh, look.

Robert Pete Williams, free again.

Well, I was listening to it last night.
It's on the turntable. I put it on.

Yeah? Yeah. Oh, great.

It's the Prestige Bluesville reissue.

I had the original Bluesway recording.

Yeah. Until Joe put a hot iron on it.
Oh, no.

Didn't it? Yeah.

Harry!

Why are you always inflicting your taste
on other people?

Inflicting? This is fantastic.

Yvonne?

Do you, uh...

Play at all, Gary?

Well, I dabble, you know, a bit of
piano, harmonica.

Yeah? Well, I play bottleneck steel
guitar.

Yeah? Yeah.

Maybe we should get together and have a
jam. Yeah, brilliant.

Yeah,

well, thanks for showing us around. It's
really nice. Could be really nice.

We'll have a little think and we'll be
in touch. Maybe.

Well, I'll see you on.

And listen, give us a ring about the jam
session.

I mean, it doesn't matter if you hate
the house. Great, let's do it. All

Thanks, then. Bye.

They're really great guys.

Especially that Frederick.

Now, where did I put my mouth organ?

You know they're gay, don't you? The
last time I saw it, it was... You know,

they're gay.

They're a couple.

An item.

Don't be stupid.

Fred plays bottleneck steel guitar.

He'd be gay.

Well, didn't you notice that Joe had a
small pink triangle on his jacket?

Yeah, so?

What's that signify?

Oh, you saw gauche, Gary.

The pink triangle is a sign of gay
pride.

You know, like mother's pride, but we're
now taken out.

So isn't it interesting, eh, that a
mutual attraction should spring up

you and that Frederick?

Yvonne, that's not funny.

No, it's nothing to be ashamed of, Gary.
It's a well -known fact that up to 20 %

of married men are bisexual.

And that's nearly as many as vote
Liberal Democrat.

What, so just because I voted Liberal
Democrat... Well, it could explain your

difficulties on the procreative front.

Hey, I've never had any trouble before,
have I?

All right, I may not have scored many
sixes for artistic content, but I always

got good marks for technical merit.
Yeah, but before it was just for fun.

it comes down to the creation of a new
life, the continuance of humankind.

I've had enough of this. I'm going out.

Well, what about dinner?

I'll get a Big Mac.

Oh, well, if you get caught for
flashing, don't come running after me.

How much?

Five and a ten a lot.

What? Well, that's daylight robbery.

It is silk, love.

Oh, I wasn't born yesterday. It was
rayon and it's cheap rayon into the

I'll give you five and six for it. Oi, I
didn't say I didn't want it, did I?

Maybe.

Better have it.

You are turning into a regular bad
penny, aren't you?

Why aren't you in America filming your
My Fair Lady?

Well, because by the time I got back
there, they decided to drop my film

altogether.

They're only making war movies now. It's
ironic, isn't it?

Mm -hm.

That's why you're always coming round
here anyway.

Well, I don't know.

To see you, maybe? Well,

maybe you don't have a home to go to.

As it happens, I don't.

I got bombed out while I was away.

Oh, Gary, really?

Yeah. A bit more Bechstein to
smithereens.

Oh, that's awful.

Did it suffer?

No, Beckstein's a grand piano.

Oh.

Oh, yeah.

I thought he was one of them sausage
dogs.

Oh, that's a dachshund.

And they're German, so they've all been
interned in special alien dog camps on

the Isle of Man.

You don't take anything serious, do you?

Where are you staying?

You know, find somewhere, I suppose.

Yeah, because you're not short of a bob
or two.

I expect you'll have your usual sweet at
the Savoy, won't you?

Somewhere to entertain the ladies, eh?

Yeah, I just got me by on that lad.

And the clothes were actually in Rita
Crickle, weren't they?

Well, it was because of...

What's this?

Well, open it and see.

This is lovely paper, Gary.

Oh.

It's silk.

And not from a parachute, either.

Oh, it's gorgeous.

Look at you.

The cat who got the cream.

I know how your mind works, Gary
Sparrow.

Come and go as you please, bring her a
present, she'll be patty in your hands.

Well, you don't turn my head that
easily.

What can I get you brave boys?

Gary, I order conquering hero comes, eh?

I'd like to know what's so heroic about
writing stupid songs.

You never used to think my songs were
stupid, Phoebe. You used to love them.

Well, since Dad died, I've done a lot of
thinking.

And there's a war on.

And we've got to win it. And everyone
has to pull their weight, not muck about

writing tunes.

Oh, come on, Phoebe, that's not very
fair.

Where would our morale be without one of
Gary's little songs?

I can't get no satisfaction.

There are plenty of good songs from
before the war. It's folders we need,

land, Lizard.

Well, you won't want to hear my latest
one, then.

I wrote it for you.

I've heard it all before.

It's called If You Leave Me Now.

Do me a favour.

Well, I'd like to hear it, Sam.

Oh, go on, then.

If you leave me now, you'll take away
the biggest part of me.

What exactly do you mean by the biggest
part of you?

Don't ask.

So, how long has Rudolph Valentino been
a regular?

Oh, his name's Ludo. You know, like the
board game.

Looks like he's already thrown a six to
start.

Where's he from?

I don't know, but he's definitely
foreign.

Polish or Welsh or something.

Supposed to be a real war hero.

As opposed to myself, eh? The lily
-livered lyricist.

He's been coming in here every day the
last fortnight, making a right fuss of

her. She says he reminds her of her dad.

She didn't like her dad. Not when he was
alive.

Now he's dead, she's changed her mind.

Women, eh?

They tell you they've got a headache,
then you come home early, find them

rolling all over the line, over half the
Canadian Air Force.

Still, you don't want to wear my
troubles.

Excuse me.

Yes? I'd like a scotch, please.

Oh, what the hell?

Drinks all round.

Great. Come and give us a hand.

Rockefeller's just pushed the boat out.

You based round here?

I do not think that we've been
introduced.

I am a stickler for the English knife at
this.

Gary Sparrow.

An introduction needs to be made by a
third party.

Phoebe, my dear, if you'd be so kind.

Gary Lido, Leader Gary.

So, are you based round here, if you
don't mind my asking? Naturally, I

tell you that.

You're not even in uniform.

Why not, may I ask?

Well, naturally, I cannot tell you that.

Except to say the work I'm engaged in
requires strict secrecy and a very high

degree of intelligence, if you get my
drift.

Intelligence? I see.

Forgive me, I thought you were the Gary
I'd heard about, the long streak of

dishwater who writes songs.

Oh, no, Ludo.

There's more to young Gary than meets
the eye.

I certainly hope so.

He knows things, you see.

He knew when a king was going to visit
round here. He knew when the heaviest

raids were due.

Thanks, Reg.

Just because I don't flaunt my
connections.

Oi! Ladies present.

Very well. I am happy to accept that,
contrary to appearances, you are vital

our war effort.

Phoebe, my dear.

It is such a lovely evening.

Would you like to go for a walk?

Oh, I'd love to, Ludo.

Because I have a little proposition that
I would like to put to you.

I'll bet.

I'll just go inside and change.

So then I suggested that maybe he was
suppressing the feminine side of his

nature. Well, of course, it was a wind
-up, really.

And then he stormed out.

And I thought, you know, when he'd cool
down a bit, we might be in for a night

of raunch.

And then I realised he's taken my best
silk blouse.

Oh, will you? Pack it in with that
miserable wiley.

You see? You see that, Rach?

She has started to criticise the little
things I do.

I always love a boy, then.

He's just gone back to his lodgings.

He'll be back in a minute with something
he wants to show me.

Look, Phoebe, if I'm surplus to
requirements, if I'm not wanted on

you want me to sling my hook... Well,
why don't you? Why do you keep coming

here? Because I love you.

I wish you hadn't said that.

Don't you feel anything for me any more?

I'd be lying if I said I didn't.

Well, then.

How can I rely on you?

You're here, you're not here. You're a
spy, you're a songwriter, you're

divorced, you're married.

But there's no one else.

You're the only one I can... With other
women, there's no... Gary, what are you

talking about?

Look, look.

A man and a woman get together, and
before anything can happen, something

happen.

And when I'm with you...

I only have to look at you and things
happen. You know, even when nothing's

happening, something happens.

But with other women, even when
everything's happening, nothing happens.

Oh, Gary, I'm sure that happens to every
man at some time in his life.

Never happened to me.

Well, aren't you the lucky one, eh? Oh,
no, Phoebe, don't go.

I've got something for you.

Sit down.

Tea? Coffee, sugar, butter, biscuits and
steak.

All from the United States of America.

Real steak.

Um, what does this mean?

Uh, best before 2694.

Oh, yeah. Yeah, that's, um, yes, that's
a code.

From the American Army cookbook, you
see, written by Colonel...

What you have to do is you turn to
chapter 20, section 6, recipe 94, and

be for afters, like strawberry
shortcake. So that means it's best

strawberry shortcake. Because you
wouldn't want steak after strawberry

shortcake, would you?

I'd eat steak after anything. I can't
remember the last time I had meat that

didn't come out of a tin.

Best before 30 -11 -95.

Yep, yep, that's the code for chocolate
biscuits.

Oh, Gary.

That's really thoughtful of you.

How much do I owe you?

Don't be silly. No, no, no, I'm not
being silly. You laid out for me. I

want to feel beholden.

Gary brought all this back from America.

Really?

Phoebe, I brought the papers.

Can I have a look at the football
results?

I think this is a very wise move,
Phoebe.

The price of Argentinian beef can only
go up as long as the war continues.

Your 200 pounds will grow tenfold.

What 200 pounds?

It is not your business.

Well, it's Dad's savings and his pension
money.

Look at this, Ludo.

American instant coffee, best before
chocolate biscuits, and that's official.

And you're going to invest this pension
money for her, are you?

You have some objection.

No. Just didn't think you were
Argentinian, that's all. I'm not. I'm

With that accent.

The country I was born in no longer
exists, Mr. Soul Rider.

It has been overrun by the Nazis.

This is my country now.

Do you object?

No.

I'm sorry, Ludwig.

Robert.

Who?

Phoebe suggested Ludwig is not a good
name for when I become a naturalised

Englishman. So he's been hunting round
for a new moniker.

And on my way over here, I noticed that
at the Vivali's they're showing Escape

with Robert Taylor.

And I thought, Robert is a perfect name
for me.

So you took it, just like that, without
permission.

Don't need permission to take someone's
name. He could call himself Gary if he

wanted to. Yeah, I'd like to see him
try. Oh, Gary, calm down.

Look, when I mentioned it to Ludo,
sorry, to Robert, that Dad had left me a

of money and I wasn't sure what to do
with it, he offered to help me out.

Wasn't that thoughtful?

Yeah.

Very thoughtful.

So, all you need now is a good surname,
eh?

How about Churchill?

Robert Churchill?

I like that. You can't. People think
you're taking a mick.

I'm sorry?

I don't know. How about Charlton? That
goes very well after Bobby.

Yes, I quite like that.

Bobby Charlton.

You're not a Bobby. You're a Robert.
It's completely different.

This is difficult.

Ah.

Suddenly this gives me an idea.

Robert Coffey doesn't sound very
British.

No, no, no, no, no. Look at the label.

What about Robert House?

Does it not make you think of sturdy
English institutions? As you say, an

Englishman's house is his castle. Also,
as safe as houses.

House. Are you absolutely sure?

Well, I'll think about it for a few
days, but, uh, yes, I like it.

And another thing that is as safe as
houses, Phoebe, is this Argentinian

investment. Yeah, you put it all in B.

I'm sure Captain Bob knows what he's
talking about.

Well, thank you, Gary, as I am a
lieutenant only.

Actually, uh, Bobby, I've got a few quid
myself I'm thinking of investing.

Oh, really? How much?

About 3 ,000.

Oh, I see.

Uh, well, I'm sure I could help you out.

I'm getting 30 bob a week disability
allowance on account of my ear off.

Naturally, I'd have to run your proposal
past my broker.

I beg your pardon?

Why don't you give me the details?

You know, the name of the company, the
term, how the return is paid, et cetera,

et cetera.

Well, don't you trust me?

Of course I do.

But you can't be too careful with
people's pension money.

Do you agree, Constable Dedman?

Right you are.

And what do you say, Phoebe?

Do you think I need to be interviewed by
some stuffy stockbroker before I can be

believed? No, no, no, of course not.

But you can see Gary's point.

Oh, can you?

Just borrow those. No.

Phoebe, this is your public house. Are
you going to let this non -combatant

insult me?

And now look what you've done.

You've driven Luke away.

Do you mean Robert? I hate you.

Look, Phoebe, if he's on the level,
he'll be back.

If he's not back, that means he's a con
man. I know that. So why are you so

angry? Because I don't want to know
that.

Well, you told her, son.

You think so?

I think I blew it. Eh?

Well, never mind. Let's have another
drink. Mm -mm.

I shouldn't, really.

Come on. One for the road.

Do your good.

Yeah.

Let's make it a bloody long road, eh,
Reg?

Oi!

Lady's present.

Shut up.

Of course it isn't.

My name's not TV and Video Repairs, is
it?

Been to a fancy dress party, have we?

Oh, yes, yes.

Oh, I wish you hadn't done that.

Why not?

Because now I'm going to have to do you
for drunk in charge and you'll lose your

licence for a year. Kept your keys in
your pocket, you might have got away

drunk and disorderly.

Ah, but I'm not being disorderly, sir.

Got to be drunk driving.

It's all your fault.

You kept buying me whiskies. Me?

Well, if it wasn't you, it must have
been your grandfather.

Come on, let's get you down to the
station. No, no, no.

Um, can I just make one phone call?

Go on, then.

Oh, man, listen.

Hello, Yvonne.

Garrett, are you all right?

Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. I just thought I'd
better tell you, I might be a bit late

coming home.

How late?

Tomorrow.

You see, there's this strange man who
wants me to get into his car.

No, no, don't worry, don't worry.

He's a policeman.

Where are you?

Um... Do you know Whitechapel Road?

Only on the Monopoly board.

Yeah, well... I'm going to jail.

I'm going directly to jail and I'm not
passing that.

Gary, has this got anything to do with
you wearing my blouse?

What?

Yvonne, I can't hear you. The line's
breaking up.

Not only the line, Gary.

Oh, God.

Oh!

You've had a right skimple, haven't you?

No.

I haven't had a drink for 53 years.

Oh, come on, the bag.

Shall I do it?

Good night, sweetheart.

Sleep will banish sorrow.

Good night, sweetheart.

Till we meet tomorrow.

We talk.