All language subtitles for Clocking Off s03e02 Tashas Story

You're on the back of the service lift.
Do you know where that is?

Yep. He showed me the other day. Yeah,
and he'll show you which machine it

chopping off, either him or Steve.

Great. Thanks.

Oh, my God.

It's he.

Do you not do motor mode?

Very funny.

is that to a dying man?

Hey, what's your name?

So I can put it in the accident book.

I'm better.

Well, I told you I wasn't with that
alarm. Get in the car.

Davidson? Yeah, um, right.

St. Therese's, please. Juniors, and then
on to Rackintuck in Trenchfield.

What, we're turning in by the time I've
shelled out for this?

Hiya.

Sorry, it's Tasha.

Yes, it's Tasha. Your work placement,
right? Yes.

Listen, I'm stuck here with this lot
until the driver comes out with the

dock here.

Oh, no.

You couldn't nip in and clock on for me.

The name's Lucy Davidson.

You know where it is, right?

Yeah, sure.

No problem. Oh, thanks.

Susie. Davison.

Thank you.

Hey, Tasha.

What do you think you're doing?

Oh, I was just... I know you were
just... What do you think you're playing

Is that your name? No, but... But
nothing.

Susie's busy.

I don't... care if she's half -way to
Mars in a milk crate. This thing is for

clocking on once a day in your own name,
not pissing about.

Got that?

Well, I think it's a mean trick. Oh,
come on.

Poor girl's only been here five minutes
and you're landing her in it with the

boss.

He's no rottweiler, is he?

Well, he thinks he is.

About as scary as my nan's Jack Russell.

Tom, what is that?

Snowballs. Honestly.

Cigarette? No, I'm all right.

Feezy? No, I don't think so.

Sorry, Pat.

I suppose noise is a problem.

In the early days, sure.

When cowboys were throwing up a bit of
plasterboard and Cohen did a conversion.

Well, the spec on a place like this is
so high.

Double glazing is standard.

Same insulation between the walls. All
walls, not just adjoining apartments.

Really?

If you're spending this kind of money on
a property, you don't want to be

listening to someone else's drum and
bass.

Yeah, or Judy Garland.

Round here, yeah.

Actually, what I like is the mic. You've
got your... Suits, you're freelancers,

you're straights, you're gays, you're
singles and you're couples.

People from very different backgrounds
wanting similar things.

Individual homes for individual people.

A lot of single women here, too.

If they can afford a place like this,
they can afford to go Dutch on dinner.

Maybe a little bit helps.

I'll bring my car if you like. You get
six in it at Queen's. Oh, it's only a

and a spit away.

Can you get it for mine? Mine? No.

It's more than there, yeah.

Michelle, you don't mind if Tasha joins
us for a drink, do you?

Hiya. Congratulations.

Thanks.

This is a doctor's student week.

I did go to college myself. Three days I
lasted. Window dressing.

You? You can't even dress yourself.

You want to be earning money at that
age, don't you? You're not stuck with

head in a book.

What she means is you need brains.

Cheers. You're joking. Short -term
memory, that's all you need.

Look at me.

Qualification's coming out of my ears
and I don't know... That.

Walk out of the exam hall and it's gone.

You're just saying that. Ask me to do
what you do.

Stay focused.

Same job. Hour after hour. Year after
year.

Couldn't do it.

Haven't got the concentration.

Two grand catalogues will help.

Right, what are you having?

Same again.

Orange juice, please.

Stick of vodka in it.

Driving. Single loosen up a bit. No,
really.

Go on, push the boat out.

Susie's got a spare bed, haven't you?

Security to the office, please.
Security.

You rang, sir.

Yeah, I want that desk opened and all
these filing cabinets as well, just in

case. I ain't got them.

Your security.

Who trusts security guards? Most bent
-tods in business.

No, you and Trudy had the only sets for
these.

Yeah, well, I gave my set to Grace,
didn't I, when she first started?

Well, nip over the road. She'll still be
in there.

Michelle Barrett's getting engaged.

Again.

You know Michelle.

Fat lass.

Dirty laugh.

Bubble perm.

She can't lift this arm for solitaire's.

Well, anyway, they'll be in the pub
celebrating.

What pub?

The pub.

Fiddler's Arms.

You'll be there and back in ten minutes.

It's a bloody farce, this is.

You want to get through to your ring and
get that other set back?

Why not?

You're not full out, have you?

Four times I've been up and down this
road looking for the Fiddler's Flaming

Arms. Well, you've found it, haven't
you?

It's been scruffy Nellies for two years.
So I've just been told on my fifth time

pass. No one calls it that.

Great. I need your keys for the filing
cabinet.

At last.

My stomach thinks my throat's cut.

Where's my tonic? My lodger's got it.

Do you be good during the night out? I
was only being friendly.

I was there till quarter past. You can
ask Barry.

You all right? I'm not checking up on
you. Thought you packed in for the day.

You're slumming it, aren't you, Mark?

It's either this or millionaire.

I'm seeing as you're already a
millionaire.

I'll have a pills, please, Mac.

You just got yourself one of your cheeky
sod. I'm off to gin, see. Yes, oh, it's

great. Is that a gin in there, love?

And tonic, cheers.

Oh, bloody hell.

Gin and tonic, please, love.

Slimline, double.

Did you hear that? Probably heard it in
Leeds.

Sorry about this morning.

That clocking on business.

A bit of a misunderstanding on my part.
Right.

I'll be sending me for tins of elbow
grease next.

Or a long stand.

Could have been worse. In my day, they'd
have bagged you.

Get done for sexual harassment now. In
my day? It's only about 70.

I feel it.

Are you getting one for yourself?

Hiya, Mum.

Oh, hiya. Will you make the spare bed up
for us?

Yeah, yeah, someone from work, yeah.

She's a student.

I know, yeah.

Tidy up a bit, will you, yeah?

And, um, will you take the dialers off
the dressing table?

Nathan sends his love, by the way.

He's a cheeky sub, that brother of
yours. He's gone all quiet on me. No,

done him a favour, that figures.

Oh, congratulations, by the way.

Eh? You know, on your engagement.

What?

It's Michelle, isn't it?

Jackie, pack in.

Oh, God, sorry, love.

It's all right, I've only been here four
years.

I don't suppose you remember anyone's
name.

There's Michelle over there.

And this is her sixth engagement.

That's some bottom drawer.

I shouldn't laugh.

So sad.

The first one died.

Seventeen.

How do you get over that?

Fourth one ran off with her sister.

What, she ate the rest?

Don't be cruel.

Imagine it, though. Finding Mr Right six
times over, it's just like...

Bizarre. Amazing.

That's all there is, please.

I like myself in the morning.

The bridesmaid dress.

I can get it on now.

Brilliant. I just can't do it up.

She didn't waste much time, did she?

She's hardly after a promotion.

She can't pack.

They had to take her off the line. She
can't drive a forklift.

She couldn't use a treadle if she tried.

She'll be managing director by the end
of the week.

Bloody hell, I thought it was about ten
o 'clock.

Here.

How are you getting back?

Back where?

Your place.

I'll just get my mate, all right?

Right, taxi's here. Where's Tasha?

She said to tell you she's already got a
ride.

Come on with us.

Long drive home?

Yeah, it's too long.

You should buy that flat in town.

Get to work quicker.

Get to everything quicker.

Corny, sorry.

I don't care.

I don't care if your brother breaks both
my legs for this.

You got me a little present.

What?

You might sack me.

Sacking you is the last thing on my
mind.

Blah.

People who snort cocaine.

Don't snort it, then.

You won't get the benefit.

Oh, my God.

Is that it?

What did you expect?

Yeah.

It's going to give me a heart attack.

No, I'm serious. That can't be good for
you.

I was supposed to make you horny.

No, no, no, no.

Don't blow your nose.

OK.

Dressing gown and the wardrobe.

Belonging to?

Your ex -wife's clothes. That is such a
bad idea.

No, it's a fluke. I didn't set that
factory up. My dad did.

I wanted to play for City.

I wanted to be a teacher at one point.

You shouldn't have told me that.

It just happened. I was there. My
brother wasn't.

You've had to stay there.

Yeah, I worked all over, though. You
know, dispatch,

cutting room. No, it should be. You name
it. They're managers.

The way they talk. Earn your stripes.

I've never even thrown a button on. Did
they respect me for it? Couldn't wait

for me to fall flat on my face.

Really? Yeah, look, I was playing at it.
Silver spoon, all that crap.

Wouldn't see most bosses down the pub.

Got to get in that girl's name wrong.

What was it?

Jackie. Hmm.

You can't know everyone. You're in the
pub. That's what counts.

Well, I was passing.

Matt! We got talking.

Look, I don't try to be their pal. I
don't fit in. I don't fit in anywhere.

yourself a break! Look at this place,
all right? I mean, it's so... It's so

safe. It's so... grown up, you know?
It's just... It's not me.

You're moving, aren't you?

I might.

Might nothing.

You don't like this house. You don't
like this life.

Change it.

People do it all the time.

Need it.

Freda Wilson was going to be a window
-dresser.

You're not selling this to me!

Freda bloody Wilson.

Nice picture?

Yeah, you always liked me the best.

Oh?

So embarrassing I wasn't even the clever
one.

I expected to get a really hard time on
this placement.

You think, should I come in on the bus,
pretend I haven't got a brain cell in my

head?

But if you're...

Straight about who you are. People are,
like, cool.

Maybe it's me, then.

Maybe I make people feel uncomfortable.

Stop fishing for compliments.

People aren't being cool. They don't
care.

You're a posh student.

You dress funny. You talk funny.

You've gone on a couple of weeks. Why
should they bother?

Susie and Jenny didn't know me from
Adam, right?

They knew they could take the piss out
of you. This morning...

This evening they took me to the pub.

Susie was going to put me up for the
night.

Popular girl.

They really went out of their way.

You're not one of the gang.

I've only been there five minutes.

Never will be.

Not your fault. I'm as good as them. Oh,
now who's fishing for compliments? Look

at you.

You look like class. My £12 .99 cardi.

You could be wearing a sack.

Oh, please. It's just... You can't put
your finger on it, but it's just...

Breeding.

Ask me. There's some good -looking girls
in that factory. Some?

Have I ever slept with any of them? No.
Why?

Because you're a snob.

Yeah, you're probably right.

But... What are we arguing about?

How do we get on to this? Who cares?

I feel great. I've just had fantastic
sex. I've taken drugs with a beautiful

girl. I don't want to be sitting here
talking about a bunch of people who

matter. You've been living here too
long, then. This place has fried your

brains. I mean it.

I grew up with all that stuff.

You chose it.

Catherine did.

It's my ex.

She was from a tenement.

It mattered.

But does it matter now?

Are you happy?

My dad went from a stall on Berry Market
to a business with a turnover of £6

million.

And I caught him one day brewing up with
used teabags.

Went apeshit.

He must have been close.

night this is turning out to be welcome
to the morose bastards club

give me five minutes i start singing
danny boy at

the end now i don't get me wrong i mean
i

visited him every day sometimes twice

Bought him a telly for his room.

Smuggled the old bottle of scotch in.

Used to old hands.

Hadn't done that since I was a kid.

It was nice.

And there was this one day... He looked
me in the eye.

Said he wasn't coming out.

I bowled it.

Mumbled some crap.

Changed the subject.

Whatever it was, I shut him up.

So sad.

The nurse told me the day he died.

We used to go on and on about his
wonderful son, James.

The apple of his eye.

What else was he supposed to say?

On his adult life, he gambled on one
son.

And it turned out to be the wrong one.

Oh I'm sorry.

Mm -hmm.

About to wake you.

Oh, jeez.

I thought about getting a taxi, but...
No, I'll be up in a minute.

Didn't know if you had meetings and
stuff.

Oh, quick shower would be right with
you.

Don't want to be late.

You know what the boss is like.

I should have got out at the top of the
road.

Bye.

That stuff you told me about last
night... ...goes no further.

Just wanted you to know that.

Cheers, appreciate it.

You give yourself a hard time.

Just do what you want for a change.

Yeah, I'll, um... Thanks for bearing in
mind.

I'm sorry if I embarrassed you.

You didn't.

It hits you like that sometimes.

You just... You can't be in control all
the time.

I'm just what?

Lonely. You shouldn't be.

You're a lovely guy.

Yeah, well, I've got a lot on at the
moment, like you say.

Makes it tricky seeing people.

Cool, Mac.

You're cool.

When are you going to be late?

Take care, yeah?

Oh, you're in, are you?

Where shouldn't I be?

If it's gory details you're after,
you've got the wrong woman.

Not details, no, but an apology won't go
amiss.

Sorry? I thought it was very good of
Susie to offer you a bed for the night.

Grace,

get that over with.

I'm sorry. Are you OK?

Steve, what's that doing there? Get it
shifted.

Someone tried to get into my car a third
time this month. I'm sorry he's busy at

the minute. You shouldn't leave it out
then, should you? The lock of the boot.

All right, then, thanks.

We need security in that car park.
Security?

At the gate?

Yeah, well, they're not going to want
your sweaty squash gear, are they? Five

side. And it's a good kit, that.

Good, clean kit.

Yeah?

So where do you play?

The old weather in Trafford.

Me, Kev, Barry on his nights off. Nick.

Barney, aid when he's fit.

What?

Because I'm their boss.

Not after five o 'clock, I'm not.

You should get down there yourself.

They're always looking for players.

Yeah, I might do that one night, yeah?

Yeah?

Yeah, I might.

Seven. Tonight.

Yeah, right, you're on.

What are you doing lunchtime?

No, what?

Right.

I need some footsie kit.

A trainer size 10, T -shirt, tracksuit,
shorts.

I'll go to the Arndale. Yeah, and socks.
Don't forget socks.

And good stuff, mind, OK? None of this
old brand crap, all right?

He's going to a... You're a chicken and
you want to lay an egg, right?

So he clicks his fingers like that, and
he starts giving his...

Honestly, I laughed that much, I wet
myself.

Pelvic floor, I told you to keep on top
of it. Put me down for a ticket.

Oh, Lindsay.

I don't think I fancy it, me.

I don't think I fancy getting picked.

Well, that's what I'm saying. You're
going to have to start yourself out

I've got to sit up.

My mum's got a ticket. You have an hour,
haven't you? What? I'm just telling

them about Tony Troy.

I like you with your knickers.

It's easy. I'll mind Ryan.

When is it, tonight?

No, you're all right?

Yeah, tonight.

Go on.

I'm a good student, remember. I'm trying
to save my wages.

We'll stay on the door.

I'll see you there, then.

Why not?

Well, are you sure?

What time?

Eight o 'clock?

Seven. Whatever.

Listen, I'm really sorry about last
night. I did ask the girls to tell you.

don't worry about it. You'll have a good
time.

It's all right. It's a nice enough
place.

I'm a bit screwed up.

I'll get some keys sorted out in the
meantime. Nice one. See you then. Bye.

you.

Hiya. Hi.

Ryan, this is Natasha.

Any questions with your own work, ask
her through the blame box.

Hi, Ryan. Hi.

Come in.

Is that your bloke?

Dean? Oh, I wish. No, he's the
decorator.

I'm sick of doing everything myself,
treating myself to a proper job.

You don't need it.

But I'm sure you'll brighten the place
up.

Oh, you've got to be his mate.

Pip. Butcher's dog.

Right, most important thing, biscuits
in, cakes, crisps. Thanks.

Business lunch is back.

Barney! Barney, over here!

Shit!

Hang on, which one am I again?

There you are.

It's working.

Yeah.

All right.

Nothing I ran.

Getting late.

I'll just go to bed when I'm tired.

Nice try.

At weekend.

My mum liked to lie in in the morning.

Okay.

Last gate.

Don't give me that. Are you telling me
if the boot was on the other side? You

mean booed.

I'm serious. There are places you can go
now that do extensions.

What, like Wimpy?

He's a flippery bugger, you know. He's
got a fish or something.

I hope they give you. I can't remember.

If it wasn't to open it up, I'll take
out the paper work on Monday.

You can go for it. Well, I wouldn't, no
way. No, me neither.

I'd get a lay -in. Go for it, if you're
on permanent overtime.

Somebody's missing.

Tasha?

Tasha? Oh, I would have heard him.

Let me just close my eyes.

What time is it?

Ten to one. Sorry, I couldn't get a cab.
Oh, don't worry.

I just missed him, actually.

I'm playing the PlayStation most of the
night.

In fact, I'm about 12 -ish. You what?

Who said you let him stay up?

At weekends.

I'm dropping your minute now, aren't I?
You're lying, little sod. I'll kill him.

I said you liked to lie in if they
didn't mind.

Would your mum have minded?

Sorry. Never mind. You do me a favour.
Here.

Don't be ridiculous.

No, go on.

No way.

We'll take that for your petrol, yeah?
It's easy.

Right, I owe you a drink, right?

Coffee all day.

Put the kettle on, do I?

Oh, no, I'm sorry.

Oh, no, don't worry.

New kitchen's next on the list of paper
decorators.

Anyway, what about you and Mac?

Oh!

I think it was terrible. It was
hilarious.

He's old enough to be my dad.

Bet he earns more than he does.

Maybe not.

Well, you'll see him again.

He needed to sort his head out.

Yeah, and fight off the competition.

Bet there's someone else, isn't there?
All them grump students.

No. Very boring, I'm afraid.

Nothing ever happens to me.

I think I'll have a fizzy orange, Peggy
and all.

Thanks, love.

Hey, perfect place for an event tackle
there, Matt. Yeah, take you down in your

prime there. You could try.

Hey, over the muscles Saturday morning?

Yeah, not bad.

Couldn't get out of bed till Sunday, eh?
Yeah, that's more like it.

Truth's coming out at last.

Thanks, service, with a smile.

I hear Barry's a bit tasty in midfield.
I told you that, Barry.

Yeah, it was, actually. Now you're going
to mention it, yeah?

Such chicken's foul.

Can you pass me the salt?

Certainly, boss.

I enjoy the games.

And they're a great set of lads.

What?

There's just one thing that puts me off.

Kev. Yeah, I know he can be a bit in
your face.

No, no, it's not that.

You're going to laugh now.

What?

Right, you will laugh.

It wouldn't surprise me now if he turned
out to be the other way.

What do you mean, gay?

Kev Leach?

I said you'd laugh.

No, you tell me why a grown man wants to
talk so much about dicks and bums and

stuff.

Seriously.

And a couple of times I've caught him
looking at me in the showers.

I'm sorry.

Shit.

Oh, hi.

Is Mac around?

He was, yeah.

Just a minute.

I think you've just missed him.

Are you sure? Is Carl still there?

Yeah, yeah. He leaves it there
sometimes, and then he comes back for it

Can I take a message?

Er, I'll just scribble him a note.

He'll know what it means.

Right, then. We'll make sure he gets it.
Bye, then. See you.

Sorry about that.

It's work experience.

You've been plaguing me about trends in
textile management.

Nice one in the canteen you're getting
there.

Do you mind?

I tell you what, I wouldn't mind being
plagued by that.

I love you.

It's no big deal.

Is it, Ryan?

Come on, you're not upset about nothing.

Look, right, if you know they were
supposed to be starting yesterday, they

home last night and they both spliffed
out the reds. No.

This is a mess.

See it? There's paint all over the
floors. It took me weeks to strip them

floorboards and the wall by the day.

Oh, no. Because I'm on my own, innit?
They check the place.

She tends to get stuck. I can't.

Can?

It's got keys on them.

I gave them half up front.

They said they needed materials.

How much?

500 quid. I know they saw me coming.

I can lend you cash.

No, I've got money in the bank.

My granny left it. No way, thanks.

What's Jenny think?

Doesn't she know?

I just think I'm a dickhead.

I am. You're not.

She'll say it was stupid to get a shag
off Dean.

talking about how I was helping for a
shack of tea.

Well, he was flirting like mad. I don't
know why now, don't I?

Maybe. Am I lying? What's wrong with me?

How desperate is that?

Come here.

Oh, gave him a right bollocking, though.
He should have seen me.

I promised to put it all right.

There you are, then. Yeah, well, they'll
have to, won't they?

We'll see the rest of the money.

Hi.

It's Tash again. Are you there?

No. Okay.

Bye.

I can't be here.

Yes, but not this morning. What's the
rush?

You've not lent the money, have you?

No, no.

That. Hey, have you seen Susie this
morning?

She found him sick. The lad's got a bug
or something.

Not still for you, are you?

It's worse than I expected.

Oh, this is the job put right.

What was I thinking?

You're supposed to go on
recommendations, aren't you? You get

that.

I fell for a dodgy flyer and I noticed
that.

They can't get away with this.

They have.

500 quid, though.

How many shifts do you have to work for
that?

Those cowboys were on 250 a day for
wrecking the place.

And the rest?

We didn't.

I wanted my key back.

How much?

What we agreed.

Another 500 for a key.

Well, they offered to do another coat,
but I just couldn't face it. I wanted

them out of the house.

They started getting heavy. I mean,
nothing you can put your finger on, but,

know, I had Ryan here.

They're taking a piss!

Yeah, from there out two streets away.

I'm not taking any chances.

I'll just have to get my brushes out
again.

You can't just barge in. It's very busy.

Two minutes.

What's the garden? Can I help?

I was just explaining that you're really
busy.

Come in.

Two minutes.

And what am I, the invisible woman?

I mean, if you could see the state of
the place.

And it's going to cost hundreds to fix.

So? Well, I thought... You thought you
could put things right.

No, not me, you.

Organise a collection or something.

Why?

Because it's the decent thing to do.

People take out insurance against...
Against getting ripped off.

For being a single parent? Pasha, I'm
her boss.

I'm not some poxy student counsellor. I
can't just wave a magic wand and make

everything better.

You're sick of being the boss.

I'm the boss.

You're here on work experience.

Learn from my bitter experience.

Life ain't fair.

You love all this, really.

What, all this aggro? All this.

Power.

You need to use it.

You're welcome.

Dean, then.

About the decorating.

Come in.

Dean! Door!

All right? Looking for a decorator?

Not exactly.

I'm a friend of Susie Davidson.

Dunley Street?

Oh, yeah.

I think you should give her her money
back.

Do you?

Job you've done.

Well, it's just not up to scratch.

Well, we did what she asked for. The
walls are a mess. The floor's ruined.

we said we'd sort it. She told us to get
stuffed.

Can you blame her?

Listen, if a customer changes her mind
halfway through a job, it's not our

fault. I'm not running a charity, love.

Look, I don't want any trouble.

That's a relief.

I'm giving you an opportunity to put
things right.

If you don't...

We can make life very difficult for you.

Oh, yeah.

You're not VAT, you registered.

You registered for tax.

Listen, I told you, we did everything we
had to do. Now piss off.

Right.

I should warn you, she hangs around with
some pretty dodgy people.

Do me a favour, love.

Yes, can you give me the number for
trading standards, please?

Susie.

I don't know what to say.

Bit late anyway.

Has Ryan seen this?

He thinks it was burglars.

Don't you dare.

It's PlayStation.

Yeah. Gone.

I'm still paying for that. I'm still
paying for half of it.

You are... insured?

Might have been an idea to ask, eh?

Susie, I swear I'll sort this out.

Can you find me a new address?

One thing, the police will have to take
notice now.

Yeah, look on the bright side.

It's upstairs. The same.

You can't sleep here.

I bring mine round to my mum and dad's.

You can stay as long as you need.

Till this place gets...

Straightened out.

What are you doing here?

I've just said, whatever it takes.

I'll go to the police. I'll make
whatever statements you want.

Susie, you're my mate.

There's too many people out there. You
sit on their hands.

They're like the Dean, just walk all
over them.

I thought you needed showing.

I'll make it up to you.

I can't.

Well, there must be something.

There isn't anything.

You can get out, now.

What about work? The hen night? Just go.

Time you were up Anyone for a brew?

There was people there who'd be doing
the same job.

And I mean the most mind -numbingly
repetitive job that would drive us crazy

an hour. The same job for 15 years.

Bizarre. Did it depress you?

No, actually, it was love.

There's some of those people.

I mean, talk about living your life at
90 miles an hour. It was just like debt

to divorce to having kids by other
people's blokes to getting done for

your lecky to having your house turned
over by local villains.

all in the space of a month. Amazing.

No, they were.

Yeah.

Mine was so boring.

I found the women quite bitchy, like if
you weren't dripping in sovereigns. Oh!

And you didn't have a boyfriend inside,
they were like, forget it.

Were you really miserable?

I just thought, definitely.

In a few years' time, I'll be telling
you what's what, so kiss my ass.

I might apply to Macintosh next term.
What do you reckon?

I wouldn't bother.

I mean, you'd have a laugh, but there's
better firms.

It's not exactly 21st century.

Bye -bye, darling. I'll find you when I
get there, OK?