All language subtitles for goodnight_sweetheart_s02e08_nice_work_if_you_can_get_it

Good night, sweet heart.

All my prayers are for you.

Good night, sweet heart.

I'll be watching over you.

Tears and crying may make us alone.

But with the dawn, a new day is coming.

So, if Yvonne wants to know where I am,
you're in Aberdeen on the verge of

clinching a quarter of a million pound
printing contract with Fushimi Oil, PLC.

Which means I'm going to have to fly up
and down to Scotland several times this

week at the drop of a hat.

Of a tamashanta, you mean.

I am outlining a business coup here that
will catapult Nostradamus printing into

the First Division.

But only if I can convince Mr. McCrae to
convince Mr. Yakimoto that we can do a

better job than the printers in Nagoya.

Yeah, it's my butt on the line up there
in the Grampians. But I can do it, Ron.

I won't let you down. Gary, Gary, Gary.

Yes, Ron, Ron, Ron.

It's only an alibi, remember?

A story to tell, Yvonne.

None of these people actually exist.

Mr. McRae, Mr. Yaki, whatever you said,
Sashimi Oil PLC.

They're all just a product of your
unnervingly fertile imagination.

In short, lies.

Technically, yes.

But if there's one thing I've learned
from doing all these amateur dramatics

you've got to believe what you're saying
is true. That is the definition of a

good actor. It's also a pretty good
definition of a psychopath.

Well, yeah, granted.

Do you not think you're overdoing it a
bit?

I mean, you've got the amateur dramatics
in 1994, the concert parties in 1941,

the trade in rare wartime 78s. Ron,
don't worry. I feel great. I feel really

top of things.

What about Yvonne? Do you feel on top of
her?

Ron, let's just say that Yvonne is
fulfilled.

She's busy.

She's happy.

She's very proud to have a husband who's
on the verge of clinching a quarter of

a million pound contract in the face of
vicious and underhand competition from

the French, the Italians and the
Japanese.

Do you know, when I told her that the
Italians had sunk to the level of

Mr. McRae with a week in Sorrento
accompanied by two harlots of his own

she said it was unbelievable.

It is unbelievable. You made it all up.

Love is the greatest thing The oldest

yet the latest thing I only hope

that fate may bring

Love story to you.

I've heard that one on the wireless
loads of times. I never knew you wrote

Oh, I didn't. It was written by Ray
Noble for Al Bowley. Oh, right you are.

I thought I'd slip it into the act, you
know. A tribute to the late, great Al

Bowley. Oh, that's nice, Gary.

I was so sad when he copped it. He was
lovely.

Yeah, he's left a big vacuum.

What, in his will?

My wife's been on at me to get over.

Me? Well, I said to her, you hang the
rug over the washing line, give it a

beating like my mum had to.

And we buy her a new vacuum cleaner.
Only give her more time to get up to no

good with the pre -French merchant
mariness.

You don't want to hear about my
problems.

Sounds like she's doing more for Allied
morale than Vera Lynn.

Reg.

Oh, right you are.

You're going to play some of your own
songs too, though, aren't you? Oh, of

course, yes.

I just thought I'd slip in the alboli to
get them on my side, you know. Then

I'll continue with something like...
Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far

away. Oh, and you've got to do that lady
in red, eh? Oh, I love that.

I've never seen you looking so lovely as
you do tonight.

Oh, you've really got a way with words.

Yeah, if you're doing request, add a
bit, I like bananas because they have no

bones.

I don't like tomatoes and I don't like
ice cream corns, but I like... I like

bananas because they have no bones.

One of my favourites, that.

Can we wonder what?

No, I'm sorry, I don't know.

Don't know it? Where you been?

Anyway, how can you ask for a request at
a concert you're not going to?

Yeah, got a point there.

Can't argue with you over that one.

I'll be wixing with the share -a -bang.

I wonder where he gets his petrol from.

Don't ask him. Right, let's go.

We're off, Reg.

Oh, uh...

Wish me luck as you wave me goodbye.

Now, I know you definitely didn't write
that one. Oh, you got me there.

I don't know how Scotland Yard managed
to do without you. You think I haven't

told them that?

I've never seen

so

many men want to be there by your side.

He looked at me and smiled.

He took my breath away.

Shut up.

I have never seen a dress you're
wearing.

Shut up. Son of a... The effect of

exuberance signifies your concert went
quite well. Quite well?

In 1941, I am bigger than wet, wetwood.
Wet?

Yeah. Well, you're lucky Stella's a
heavy sleeper.

Otherwise, you'd have a hell of a job
explaining what you're doing in this

of town in a tough hat.

Oh. Oh, yeah.

I was wondering why I was getting all
those funny looks on the Metropolitan

Line. Anyway, doesn't matter. I was
great. Come on, get dressed. Why?

Because they don't let you into Joe
Allen's wearing pyjamas.

Who's Joe Allen?

Who's Joe Allen?

It's London's top late -night watering
hole.

All your showbiz types go there to
unwind after the theatre.

Elaine, Wayne, Danny La, Andrew Lloyd,
moi.

Oh, come on, I can't just slink off, am
I? I had 800 people eating out of my

hand tonight.

I want hygiene, Nick.

I need to laugh, to eat, to drink, to
talk.

Lionel, hi.

Bonnie.

Gary, some of us have proper work in the
morning as opposed to the fantasy

variety.

It's not fun going out on your own.

But you won't be on your own.

You'll have Danny La, Andrew Lloyd.

Well, look, if you won't come up west,
you know somewhere around here I can get

a drink?

As it occurs, I do know somewhere that's
quiet and discreet, where a star like

you'll feel completely at home.

Completely at home.

Gary?

Sorry, did I wake you?

Go back up to bed, I want me a tick.
Gary!

Well, I've got a bit of a headache.

Now, don't put the light... Gary, why
are you dressed like a head waiter?

You have got no idea how formal these
Japanese can be.

Mr Yakimoto insisted we all dress for
dinner.

It wouldn't have been so embarrassing,
but the only place that could seat that

many people at short notice was a happy
eater.

It's going to be all right, though. I
mean, you're going to get the contract.

Oh, yeah, yeah.

Well, yeah, I think so.

I had a bit of a dodgy moment when I
noticed Mr Macrae had a new Cartier

Well, that means the French have upped
the value of their bribes.

I tell you, Yvonne, sometimes it's like
a jungle.

You don't fancy coming up west, do you?

No, what I really fancy doing is
rehearsing our parts. You said we could

you got home.

Oh, OK, fine. Let's do it. You know, cos
I want us to be really great for the

dress rehearsal.

Yvonne! I have had a theatre full of
people react to me as though I was the

thing since powdered egg.

Autodramatics hold no fear for me.

Powdered egg?

What are you talking about?

Yeah, it was one of Mr Yakimoto's jokes,
you know.

Everybody else laughed, so I just
assumed it was funny.

Are you sure you aren't overdoing it?

Who aren't?

I've never felt better.

Something smells terrible. Hope that's
not for supper.

Up to you. Does carpet cleaner want a
taste?

No, I don't think so, of course.

Wicks, you been around yet?

Well, why should he? You haven't got a
show tonight.

No, I know.

What's going on to you?

Good question.

Where were you last night?

On stage in Palmer's Green.

Wowing them. I mean, after that. After
you went back to your digs. I stayed up

till half past one.

Why?

Because I thought you might come round,
silly. You know.

Oh, yeah.

No, I couldn't come round last night
because I phoned the ministry at

as per standing orders, just to confirm
my whereabouts, you know. And they said

I had to come in straight away for an
emergency meeting.

It seems there's been a big increase in
Japanese radio transmissions and they

think they might be gearing up to invade
French Indochina.

And that, of course, threatens Malaya
and Singapore, not to mention Hawaii and

Australasia.

But I can't talk about it.

So just forget everything I've said.

Oh, well, that's easy, because all times
are complete rubbish to me anyway.

Fancy a cup of tea? Oh, I'd love one.

Hello, anybody at home? Ah, at last!

For your gramophone, madam?

Oh, Gary, I've completely forgotten.

Oh, Wixie never breaks his word. Now,
where do you want it? Oh, over there.

is your prize for winning a talent
contest, isn't it?

What's it doing here, Gary? Don't you
want it for your digs? No, I want it for

Phoebe. Anyway...

Looks better in here, I think. Yeah,
very nice. Goes with her eyes.

And, of course, you'll have to keep
coming round now to listen to it and

whatever, won't you? Well, now, aren't
you going to try it out?

If you haven't got any records, I could
nip home a get -come.

Now, you promised to look after it. You
can have a lender.

I like bananas.

No, no, no, it's all right. Really, Gary
bought me a record last week.

Yeah. Oh, OK.

Stop the ape with you. You've got to put
the needle in first.

This is one of ninth and you owe me, you
know.

For taking out your wages.

Yes, I don't.

What, in front of empty?

We're men of the world, Phoebe.

Nothing you two can get up to. I haven't
caught Mrs. Dedman doing with that

pole.

What?

Stanislav, I think he calls himself.

Oh. Reg, I hope you haven't left the pub
unattended all this time. No, it's all

right. Mrs Craig said she'd keep an eye
on the bar while I came up here.

Well, I hope she ain't got the twins
with her, has she?

Whoops.

I don't think Fred and Ginger need lose
any kip. No, you stick to singing, son.

Dance with a tenor tenor, anyway.

So, you all set for tomorrow night at
the Play Store Astoria?

Yeah, of course.

Good, good. Now, do you fancy extending
yourself a bit?

How do you mean?

Well, he went down so well last night, I
thought maybe he'd like to do an extra

couple of numbers, you know, move up the
bill.

Really? You really think I've got
potential?

I think you've got a lot of talent, yes.

Besides which, the fire -eater's gone
sick with a septic tone.

And what's in it for Gary?

Well, a chance.

To present more of his tunes, to build a
reputation, to entertain the war -weary

masses. And an extra ten bob a night.

Oh, she's a little spitfire, ain't she?

Except for Natana. Yeah? OK. No, ten
bob. Don't sell yourself short, Gary.

all right, all right.

Moving up the bill there, Gary.

Next stop, the Palladium, eh, Mr Wicks?

Well, to be completely honest, I don't
think he'll ever amount to much as an

entertainer. Oh, I don't know what it
is. Maybe it's the hair.

Here, how about a Ronald Coleman tash?

Gary's got lovely hair.

Still, not to worry, because in my
opinion, Gary's future lies in his song.

not this singing.

And, well, it just so happens that I
happen to have a little interest in a

publishing house down in Denmark Street,
you know, Tin Pan Alley. And I know

that if I could get your with a little
help from my friends, put in front of

Vera Lynn, you'd be signing sheet music
in Selfridge's window in no time.

Really? So... Hold on, hold on. I just
happen to have a standard publishing

contract on me and... He's not signing
anything until it's been looked at by a

lawyer.

Oh, can't pull the wool over her eyes,
can you?

Well, while I've got it out, would you
mind running an iron over it? No, I'm

finding anything.

Exactly, not until it's... No, I'm not
finding anything, period.

Period?

Yeah, I mean, full stop.

What? Well, it's an American expression,
you know. They say, I'm not doing that,

period, for added emphasis.

Oh, but that's silly.

I mean, do they say, hello, comma, how
are you, question mark?

Look, what's the trouble, son?

Aren't I big time enough for you?

OK, I'll introduce you to the big boys.

Naturally, I'll be on 25 % as your
manager.

No, look, listen, both of you.

I had a music deal before, in America,
and it all ended in tears and

disappointment. Yeah, but a young thing
got no bleeding class, had they?

You'll be appreciated on your side of
the pond. No, no way. Once bitten, twice

shy. And then there's my war work.

No, I don't want to get on to that
particular merry -go -round again.

I'm happy with my job, doing a few
concerts for pin money and then just

more time with Phoebe.

Well, I'm not sure I want to spend time
with a no -oker like that.

Oh, good for you, girl.

Mr Wicks, I think the rest of this
conversation better be between just me

Gary, eh? Oh, of course, of course, yes.

I'm not one to interfere.

There's 20 quid in it for you if you can
get him to sign that contract.

Cheerio.

Phoebe, what's got into you?

Don't you see?

When you used to flip back and forward
to the States and often here with all

your tales of Hollywood, I was so
envious, Gary.

No, I wasn't that great.

That is not the point.

You opened a window on another world, a
window that wasn't covered with brown

tape in case a bomb goes off.

I'd only ever seen that world at the
Flicks.

And now Wixie gives you a second chance.

You could sell your songs, people could
record them, buy the music, you could

make your fortune, and this time he
could take me with you.

But what about Donald? Oh, come on,
Gary.

Now, you know and I know there's no way
me and Donald ever get back together

after the war.

I want more than he can give me.

But you can give it to me, Gary. You
know you can.

And if you won't, just because you've
had your fingers burned once, well, what

sort of a husband are you going to turn
out to be?

Think about it, Gary.

It's important.

I want more than he can give me.

But you can give it to me. You know you
can.

And if you won't, just because you've
had your fingers burned once, what sort

a husband are you going to turn out to
be?

Oh, for God's sake, Gary.

In 48 hours, we set our wares before the
good burgers of Wilson, and you still

seem to have no idea at all of your
line.

Now, if you don't buck your ideas up, I
shall have to undertake the role myself.

You've got to get it right. I'm not
snogging Gregory.

He wears dentures.

Let's try it just once more from exactly
the same place.

Cue Yvonne.

Don't you see, darling? We can make it.
It will be difficult and people will

mock. But if we try... That's not what
you just said.

Yes, it is.

That's not what she just... I'm sure she
just said... Gary's under a lot of

pressure at work. This is Mr. Yakimoto
who is trying to get signed up for the

printing contract.

Yvonne.

Love. When we are here, we are the
Wilden Wildians.

We leave our workaday lives behind and
we enter into the wonderful, warm world

of the theatre.

And people who aren't fully committed to
the wonderful, warm, mutually

supportive world of theatre can... Shut
up, Gary!

Capice?

Now, let's take five and try again.

Maybe you should cry off tomorrow's trip
to Scotland.

I can't.

It's make or break.

I don't want you going sick on me, Gary.

Perhaps you should see a doctor.

I don't need to see anyone.

I'm fine.

And it's a bit of a worry, because I'm
never usually ill.

No, you have a very robust constitution,
Mr Sparrow.

Unlike the United Kingdom.

Sorry?

Just a little Charter 88 joke.

So, besides the sudden fatigue, the
inexplicable burst of déjà vu, the panic

attacks, the manic depressive episodes,
and the unusually high build -up of

earwax, you feel all right?

Most of the time, but then... I don't
know.

That's good, because I don't know
either.

Really, I should refer you to a
psychiatrist, but there's a seven -year

list on the NHS for non -urgent cases.

Well, how do you qualify as an urgent
case? Oh, these days you have to at

run amok in Safeways with a machete.

What about some pills?

Well, you can run around Safeways with
pills, but it's not so scary.

You know, the last time I had someone in
here with your symptoms, it turned out

he was trying to cope with a double
life.

Really? At home, he was a loving
husband, attentive father, helped around

house. But the moment he got beyond the
front door, he became mean -spirited,

petty -minded, hateful, two -faced.

Give up politics, I told him.

Are you leading a double life?

Well, in a way, I suppose.

You see, I'm rehearsing this play.

We open tomorrow night and I have to
play this wild macho sort of bloke.

Not typecast, then.

So I thought maybe something for the
nerves?

Ah, now I understand.

You won't be the first actor to step out
onto the boards rattling like a

Canadian sprinter.

What's the play?

Oh, it's a new piece. It's a fearing
melange of marital strife and unfettered

passion.

If you'd like a couple of tickets.

Oh, that's very kind of you. My wife and
I are very keen on the theatre.

Where are you opening? Shaftesbury
Avenue?

No, Broadway.

Well, Cripplewood Broadway.

Oh, I see.

Where exactly?

Oh, it's the theatre that used to be St
Saviour's Church Hall. Do you know it?

Do I look like a man who knows St
Saviour's Church Hall?

It is larger than the last place.

Of course it is.

Sydney Weeks doesn't only book in a
fleet, but you know, the place to

as big as some of the most empires.

This is really the big time, eh, Gary?

I don't know if I can cope with this.

What are they?

Oh, nothing. It's just something for
nurse.

Bloody hell, it's packed. I know.

They're starved of good live
entertainment out here in Playstone.

Never mind, they'll have to put up with
you lot.

There's hundreds of them out there,
Phoebe.

And you know what sort of people live
around here, don't you?

Doctors. If they don't like you, I'm
sure they're not too slow to show it.

be silly, son. They're the salt of the
earth. A lovely, genuine, appreciative

audience.

He's just saying that.

Look, if you took up Wixie's offer of
getting all your songs published, you

could make your money without having to
do them in front of all these people,

Gary. No.

All right, now, settle down, everybody.
This is it. Showtime.

Good luck.

You'll need it.

Ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to
Sidney Wicks Presents the Stars of

Tomorrow. And just remember, you saw
them first. Right, now, let's give a

Eastern welcome to a very naughty young
man, Phil McCarty.

There were these two strawberries, see,
and one of them said to the other, he

said, if we hadn't been in the same bed,
we wouldn't be in this jam now.

Here's what you like.

How do elephants make love underwater?

Well, first of all, right, they remove
their trunks.

Can you hear me at the back?

Yeah, but I wouldn't mind swapping with
somebody who can't.

Here's what you like.

There was a young lady from Wantage, of
whom the town clerk took advantage, said

the borough surveyor, of course you must
pay her, you've altered the line of her

frontage.

I'm too good for this place.

Well, a lot better than that. Come up,
lady.

Yeah, right. No, you're on now, Sean,
but don't worry, you can still pull them

round. Do, I like bananas because they
have no bones. Go on.

Well, hold on, Gary. Let Wixie introduce
you.

I've a mood there and it's better they
don't know my name.

Oh, thank you, Adolf.

I suppose the audience will all have
dispersed by now and I won't be able to

give them back their money.

Oh, well, it's an ill air raid.

Checked for air raids before I took the
gig.

Is that what these pills are called
then, gigs?

What's in them?

Just something for the nerves.

That was close.

They're damn good, whatever they are.

Hey,

hey, one tablet four times a day before
meals.

Well, you was wolfing them down.

Why don't we all tell each other a joke,
eh?

He's very like.

Paddy went to London, right, and his
friend says, he says, hey, Paddy, how

you get here, by train or by boat?

Paddy says, he says, I don't know, my
wife bought the ticket.

My mum was Irish, God rest her.

Yeah, I'm half Irish, but you've got to
laugh, haven't you, eh?

Not at all, Joe.

I'm not a comedian.

It's brought by the Germans to lower
morale.

That's not very funny, is it? Well, you
should know.

All right, all right, settle down,
settle down, settle down.

from a Guernsey house.

What?

Oh, it's a new music I've invented. I
call it acedelia.

Keep half of these round and I'll teach
you.

An elementary penguin thing in Hare
Krishna, man, you should have seen them

cooking agar -al and ho.

This is the man who didn't want to do I
Like Bananas because they have no bones.

Nostradamus printing, no point too
large.

Oh, hello, Yvonne.

No, he's not here. Isn't he there?

No, he's not here, Ron.

And if you sent him to Aberdeen today of
all days, I'll have your spleen as a

hot water bottle.

Yvonne, as far as I knew, Gary wasn't
even due in Scotland today.

But I don't stand over him. I employ
self -starters, people who can respond

the crisis of the moment.

If Gary felt he had to jet up to
Aberdeen to take a video camera from Mr

to offset the efficacy of the French and
Italian bribes, then all I can do is

applaud his loyalty to me, his employer.

You've really done it this time, Gary,
you dick.

Well, I'm glad you applaud it, Ron.

Because if Gary isn't in make -up in the
next 15 minutes, you can have him as a

lodger. Oh, and another thing.

Hold on a minute, Yvonne.

I've got a feeling I'm supposed to be
somewhere, and I don't know why.

He's on his way, Yvonne.

Where the hell have you been for the
last 24 hours?

I've been flying, man.

I don't know what they put in those
pills, but...

I'm going to get a repeat prescription
before I go, anyway.

I love you. I love you.

Oh, we're nearly there, Daddy.

No.

Daddy. Where the hell... If you've
jeopardised my night... Gary, are you

It looks terrible, Ron.

I am the walrus, Yvonne.

There is no time for sitting. You've got
to get made up and changed, and you

check your props.

Are you sure he's not ill? Are you sure
he's not drunk? He's fine.

He's just been doing his zen relaxation
exercises, haven't you guys? What?

What? What?

Mr. Yakimoto taught him.

It's especially for dealing with stage
fright.

And why is he dressed like that?

I've no idea how formal these Japanese
businessmen can be.

I know you're sleeping with that common
little barmaid.

Mr Sparrow has been under considerable
pressure recently.

I blame the Japanese.

All

a

bit avant -garde for my liking.

Sweetheart, sleep will banish sorrow.

Good night, sweetheart,

till we meet tomorrow.

We'll then fold you, remember I'll fold

you. Good night, sweetheart.