All language subtitles for tales_of_the_unexpected_s05e01_blue_marigold

Well done, everybody.

Super, we made it. That's a wrap.

Marigold, you were marvellous.

Absolutely fantastic.

Darling, I know this preview of yours
was set up three weeks ago, and yes, I

know I said I'd be there.

But if I miss this meeting, I could lose
the planning permission, and there's

half a million at stake.

Anyway, I can catch you later.

You'll be great. You always are.

The camera loves you, the clients love
you, the agency loves you, and I love

you.

Oh, come on.

You don't need me to hold your hand.

You're a big girl now.

You're Blue Marigold.

Blue Marigold!

It works marvellously, darling. Well, I
think how we sweat your blood till we

found you. I mean, we've got
everything... I think we'd better run

you? We can't wait any longer for
Marigold.

When I know she thinks it's God's gift.

But there are limits.

Ah, there you are, darling.

Marvellous, super, so glad you could
join us.

You know, we were starting to see a few.

I'm entirely in short property, my God.

Talk about Marilyn Monroe, who's she?

But you're forgiven.

All right, let's go, shall we? On
projection.

I knew it was a dangerous assignment.

Control had warned me. This is the big
one, Blue Marigold.

They'll try to blow your cover.

Blue Marigold.

Now my contact was late.

But my makeup was perfect.

And would stay that way.

I was looking my best.

After all, a girl who lives dangerously
knows how to keep a secret.

Blue Marigold keeps you looking perfect
on any assignment.

Blue Marigold.

For girls who love to get it right.

Wrong! Whose voice is that?

I asked the question, whose voice is it?
It isn't mine. Marigold, darling. Whose

is it? Come on.

It's mine.

Yours? I auditioned.

And who the hell are you?

I spent a whole day recording for this
ad. We agreed it would be my voiceover.

How dare you stick on another one
pretending to be me? Our client wanted a

softer sound.

A different accent.

I took voice lessons, especially.

You told me they decided to drop this
silent ad and have the new one with

dialogue. Marigold, darling, you are
perfect. We all know that. Absolutely

fabulous.

Until you speak.

And I mustn't speak, Paul.

Oh, no, be seen and not heard. That's
me.

The other girl, you should see her. The
one that got to do my voice.

Sophie someone. She's a fat, frumpy
thing.

People see her and think it's me. Oh,
imagine.

Sweetheart. What?

Just, she can't have everything.

Can't I?

Why? What do you mean?

She's so quick. You don't listen to
other people.

Sometimes I wonder.

Well?

Well?

Frankly, I think you should be happy
with what you've got. I mean, you are

Blue Marigold Girl.

You're famous. You're a household word.
Well, picture.

And you made a fortune these last few
years. I'm not talking about the money!

Look, the agency has played fair money
-wise.

Naturally, they reserve the right to...
Paul, don't!

I was going to say, you've got me.

Oh, like hell I have.

You know I'd marry you if I could.

You can't help your voice. I can't help
my wife.

You were the turning point in my career.
If it hadn't been for you, I'd still be

boring old me.

Suddenly everybody wanted me.

I'd all thought of voiceovers now, and
of course the TV ones you get repeat

feed, too.

They're marvellous, like striking
bronze.

And all of it thanks to you.

I'm so grateful, Marigold, I really am.

Bless me.

Me too, but you've gone ex -directory,
haven't you?

The penalty of success?

Yeah.

I get too many strange men on the line
asking me to say rude things in my so

-called famous voice. Oh, how amazing.

Did you give them Sophie Trent's number?

Yes. You did, didn't you? Yes, I did.

Yeah, we always were a thoughtful girl,
Marigold.

My agent said you wanted to see me and
it's supposed to be important.

Yes.

Yes.

Well,

I'm sorry, darling, but it goes like
this.

Our valued clients want a new image for
the product.

I mean, still adore you, of course. I
mean, who doesn't?

But they feel in their water.

They're funny people. You should see
them.

They feel that the time has come for a
fresh approach.

Nothing personal, but they're looking
for another angle.

It's a marketing thing, you understand?

Yes, you mean thank you, goodbye.

I couldn't have put it better myself.

Your agent tells me you've had massive
super film offers.

Did he?

Did he say anything to anyone?

Well, I'm sure you will have.

Because you have been, and still are,
fabulous.

Oh, by the way, our clients left you
this.

In token of their gratitude for you, in
recognition of all you've done for Blue

Marigold Cosmetics over the years.

Sweet of them, really.

Don't refuse it, darling.

You'd only regret it.

If it really sticks in your throat, you
can always give it to your favourite

charity.

I'd be pinching off.

Nonsense.

You're as beautiful as ever.

You'll get heaps of work.

Once a winner, always a winner, huh?

Why? It's not a nice model, darling.
It's a credit to you.

What?

One lady owner?

It's great. It's beautiful.

There's not a mark on it.

Well, how much?

Well, if you was trading her in. I'm
not.

No, exactly, you see. Well, that's the
problem. They just brought out a new

see? So who wants the old model, right?

What? 900 quid?

I know it's terrible, but there you go,
love.

I couldn't possibly.

Well, as I say, love, it's up to you,
but you won't get a better offer.

Not with a new model out. I mean, she is
beautiful.

I've got a waiting list as long as we
aren't for the new one.

Look, I'll tell you what I'll do.

Cash in hand.

900 Smackton, in Arthedope.

No one else would.

Yeah? Myra, darling, are we feeling
beautiful this morning?

A little job.

Bras and girdles for second skin.

But I don't model underwear.

Now, darling, we can't be too proud, can
we? When did we last work, eh?

You aren't too easy to place, you know.
Your face is too well known.

When you were blue marigold, you could
afford to be difficult, but...

How super to see you.

Do you want a lift?

No, it's all right, thank you.

Just looking for a taxi.

Do jump in. It's my first car. I've only
just bought it.

How's work?

Tremendous. I do a lot of work on the
continent now. They pay so much better,

you know.

Do they?

That's terrific.

You sure you don't want a lift?

I'm sure, thank you.

Anyway, I'm not going your way.

Do you realise what you're doing?

I can hold it.

They all say that.

You ruin yourself. You look at your
body, your brain, everything.

It's Marigold's ruin.

It's like Mother's ruin.

Anyway, Paul, it's all your fault.

It's not mine, I know.

Is it? Why?

Drinking me along all these years.

I can't hurt my wife. I'm all she's got.
Poor thing.

I must think of her.

What about me?

I think it's been pretty good for you.

You've had a nice time.

Money, independence, recognition.

You can't face reality, can you?

You don't like the facts, so you drink.

I can't face facts!

I sold the car, didn't I? Like he said,
I should.

Only to blow the proceeds on booze. Did
you renew the lease on this flat?

Well... Did you?

That's why I told you to sell the car,
or don't you remember? But there wasn't

enough money anyway.

Paul, please!

Help me.

I have helped you, Marigold. But you're
saying no.

Yes. Yes, I am this time. But who else
can I ask?

Why do you imagine the world owes you a
living? Tell me that.

Because I'm the blue Marigold girl.

No, you were.

Now you're you.

That's what you've got to face.

All right, I'm useless, I'm ugly.

Nobody wants me, you don't want me. So
you go.

Go on, go.

Go back to your wife with a rare and...
Precious diseases.

No wonder they revoiced you.

When you had Sophie Trent's voice, you
were every man's ideal. You were warm,

you were generous, you were lovely.

Of course, that was a fake.

I'm a fake now, am I?

No, you were.

Now you're you.

I don't think I like it much.

We've done what we can.

You mean she isn't really better?

We don't quite see it in those terms
here.

Your sister's problems interact.

Her physical appearance was very
important to her.

In fact, you could say it was her only
sense of identity.

She can look all right if she'll keep
off the drink.

But this latest attack... She never
tried to kill herself before.

Yes, we got to the cause of that.

Her friend Paul Foster's remarriage.

She saw it announced in a newspaper.

No, that's more or less behind her now.

Quite honestly, I'd prefer to stay here.

I mean, well, naturally, she's family,
but it hasn't been easy these last few

years. Quite, I do understand. But you
see, if she stays here any longer,

become institutionalised.

You're here.

It's so lovely to be home again.

I promise you, Beryl, there's going to
be no more silliness.

I know what a silly I've been.

I'm going to be really sensible, grown
up, you know.

Would you like a cup of tea, lovely?

Beryl, there's something I want you to
have.

It's sort of my rent, really, in
advance.

I'd say sorry, because I know I've been
a nuisance.

I can't take that.

Of course you can, please. I don't need
it.

I'm hardly the blue marigold girl
anymore, am I?

be Trent.

Well, fancy.

After all these years.

It must be ten at least.

Yeah, must be.

You've lived abroad?

I remember you used to work abroad.

Yes, that's right.

Yeah, there was France, Italy, the
States.

I was very big in the States.

What are you doing here?

Oh, I'm visiting my sister.

It's rather a chore, really. But family
is family, isn't it?

How about you?

I'm here with Paul Foster.

Yes, the same Paul.

We're getting married next month.

But he is married. He married again
after... Didn't you hear? No.

Well, I suppose you wouldn't. What?

There was a car accident.

He was driving.

His young wife was killed.

And Paul?

Oh, he survived.

Just. Just?

He's getting over it now.

He's got tremendous willpower, you know.

Well, I see.

Poor Paul.

You mustn't pity him. He hates that.

Why don't you join us tonight for
dinner?

We're at the Grand.

If you're free, that is.

Yes, I'm free. Then do, why not?

Old times?

Because I look so awful.

So old.

No threat.

Well, we'll see.

Her or me.

I'll give you £250.

You expected more.

I'm sorry.

That's all I can go to.

I see.

All right.

My dearest Paul.

Remember me?

Can't think what you see in Sophie.

Forget her.

I'm back. Me.

Blue marigold.

Mara? Did you remember the shopping?

I shan't be in for dinner, Beryl. But
what's happened?

I'm meeting Paul. Paul?

Paul Foster. He's a very dear friend of
mine.

In fact, he's my oldest friend.

He's in town, staying at the Grand.

New friend?

Soon?

Myra, where did you get the money? Paul
insisted I look my absolute best.

He gave you the money? Of course!

He's the most generous of men.

We were simply bowled over to see each
other again. The magic just clicked

The earth simply dissolves.

But surely he's married, isn't he?

Not anymore, he isn't.

In any way, quite frankly, if he were,
it wouldn't matter.

Because Paul and I... It's just one of
those things. We can't help it either of

us. Are you sure?

Absolutely.

Marigold super.

You made it. Sophie.

And Paul.

My dearest Paul.

Marigold, after all these years.

She looks as wonderful as ever, darling.

I'm sure she does.

Blue Marigold perfume is, of course,
entirely fictitious. The bottle shown in

this film was originally created by
House of Guerlain for its perfume

Guerlain is totally unconnected with the
imaginary events shown in this film.