All language subtitles for Desmonds s02e04 Veronica

From the long walk nights to the ocean
breeze, to the damp and to the rain of

London City.

We come from the sun to live in the coal
line, it's nearer my water, my coconut

tree.

Let's keep the music sweet, wind up your
waist and feel the air.

Beverly, if he does it again, beat him.

I know he's 19.

But men never grow up. He thinks he's a
man. We have to do the growing up for

them.

Now, they're still in bed, apart from
Sean. You know, you can't wake Desmond

before 10 o 'clock on Sunday. And as for
Gloria, she gave up Sunday mornings a

long time ago.

Church, you're mad?

The only time this lot vaguely aware of
Christ is at Christmas.

And that's because they get presents and
they eat too much.

Oh, Bev, I got to go now.

Quasimodo just walked in.

Well, you know, the bells, the bells.

I know it's too early for church bells,
Beverly.

Bye -bye.

Stupid woman.

Mom, she's your friend.

I know. That's why I can call her what I
want.

I hate Sunday mornings.

Sunday newspapers are more like volumes
of the Encyclopedia Britannica.

I have to go back to the shop at least
four times just to finish my rant. Got

idea.

Why don't you use this?

You can put all your papers in here.

No, Mom, that's shameful.

your steroid trips back to the shop.

Mum, I wouldn't be seen dead walking
along with that.

Well, if you carry on the way you are,
he's going to kill you anyway.

Oh, this is early for you, Desmond.

I know. I'm not awake yet.

So I'm going to make me a cup of coffee.

Why? Because I said so.

If I asked you to go make me a cup of
coffee, would you go and make it? No.

Why not? Because you're my son.

And? And it's too early. Boy, that's
what people seem to see men nowadays, is

boy. Well, I'm not a boy anymore.

So what are you then?

Well, I'm not a boy, that's for sure.

I just want to be treated like an adult.

Ah, but Sean, you're only 15.

Only 15?

Mum, next birthday, I'm going to be 16.

I mean, how old do you have to be to be
taken seriously?

How do you expect me to take you
seriously when you're behaving like a

Now go in the kitchen and make me a cup
of coffee?

There's none. That's not the way to
handle things.

The boy is the youngest. That's the
problem with being the youngest.

Once the youngest, always the youngest.
I want to be treated like a man.

My son is gone from being a boy to an
adult to a man, all in five minutes.

He gets a little job delivering papers.

He grows some fluff in his chin and on
his... There's mine.

And he thinks he's a man.

Well, let me tell you something, young
man. You have a long way to go. And as

soon as you feel you're man enough to
wear the trousers in this house, you can

leave. Because the only one man wears
the trousers in this house, and that's

Now go in there and make me a cup of
coffee.

Please.

Please.

a supplement, please?

Of course you can, darling.

Make some cup of tea, Sean.

Please.

Seems to be spending a lot of time with
Veronica Lloyd these days, Sean.

Yeah, she's, um, helping me with my, um,
well, we're kind of writing a computer

game together, you know?

Computer game together?

Leave it at Gloria.

Oh, I'm only pulling your leg. You're
too young for her, anyway.

Too young? What do you mean, too young?

I'm 15.

And she's 17. And 17 -year -old girls
don't go out with boys.

Oh, I suppose they go out with girls
then.

Oh, don't be silly.

They normally go out with men.

Yeah, and you're looking at one.

See you later, sis. I'm off.

Where are you going now?

Out. Where are you going, young man?

Just a young man is lost to see a young
woman.

About a computer program.

Aren't you supposed to be at college
today?

No, Desmond, it's half term.

Mind you, I do have a lot of essays to
write.

Oh, you do, do you? Yes.

And they are?

One,

a high interest rate, a necessary evil,
or a monetarist crutch.

Disguise. Ooh!

Two, the decline of labour market is an
economic reality.

What steps should you take to adjust it?

Send Matthew out to work.

Is Desmond paying attention to that
man's hair?

You see this?

Yeah. This bag carries one of the
greatest memories I hold, Des.

I'm surprised the bag is that big,
Popeye.

It's big enough to hit you over the head
with, Matthew.

I'm not going to lower myself to a
student's mentality.

Most people become students, leave
college and get a job, not wait to

their pension.

Some of us haven't got the capacity even
to become a student.

Ding, ding, round three. Gentlemen,
before we begin round three, let me warn

of the Desmond Rules.

The Desmond Rules? Yes.

Rule one, stop arguing.

Rule two, what's in the blasted bag?

And rule three, what are you looking at?

Why, this record reminds me of my first
true love.

You mean somebody actually loved you,
Popeye? Yes.

Her name was Sandra from the fruit
market.

You mean Sandra Bishop?

Yes.

Sandra? Sandra was every man's first
love.

She was?

What you laughing at?

Anyway, that tune was a hard tune.

Shirley, may I?

Oh, certainly, Popeye.

Veronica, let's go back to your place,
yeah? How can you let the girl carry on

everything like that?

Oh, it's all right, Dad. It's called
sexual equality.

Well, don't look equal to me.

Oh, well, it's all right. Oh, by the
way, Veronica, my mum, my dad. Hi.

Let's go do it, too, OK?

What are you doing?

It's called women's lib.

So, um, are you going to introduce us,
then?

Oh, yeah, this is, um... The Peckham
Prince.

Nice to know that Sean has good taste,
eh?

All right, Lee.

Let's go, Veronica.

Ah, young lovey.

It seems to be in the atmosphere.

Thanks, Percy.

How times have changed.

You know, when I was young and in love,
the boys used to carry the girls' books

back home from school.

Now the boys let the girls carry
computers.

I remember my first love. Oh, yes?

I've got to hear this.

Oh, she was the daughter of a poor farm
worker.

You see, we were quite well off.

So it was not the darn thing to go out
with somebody below your status.

But when my father found out, he took me
aside and assured me that love was

sweeter than money.

Oh, that's nice.

Amazing how wrong grown -ups can be.

What happened?

The wretched girl stole my father's
wallet and I never saw her again.

Smart girl.

You win some, you lose some. That's my
motto. I mean, I don't believe in first

love. Because every time's a first. From
the first time you set eyes on her to

the first time you said, I'd like to get
hold of her. It's all the first time

until the next time. Oh, young people
today are so cynical.

Hey, whatever happened to your sense of
romance?

That fluttering feeling, you know,
that... That... Is

that how I made you feel?

No. No?

What do you mean, no? How did I make you
feel?

Well,

come on then, open up. Let us in.
Whatever that was, it never made me feel

that. What did you feel like then,
Popeye?

Well, after the first week with my wife,
we both felt like... Thanks

for coming over, Veronica.

Sean, it's okay. I said we'd write this
programme at half term.

Oh, damn.

What? You've thanked me for coming over
so many times, I've written it as a

command.

Yeah, well, you know, when I asked you
to come over, I didn't think you'd come.

Why? You've been over to my house a few
times.

Yeah, I know, but your father, you know,
he's a preacher.

So? Well, he's always there.

But Sean, it's his house. Yeah, I know.
I know, but my father's not a preacher.

I know.

He's a barber.

I'm writing a computer game. And shall
we loop this command?

Where? There.

Where?

There, Sean.

Well,

what shall we do?

Well, I mean, I'd like to, um... Would
you like to... Pump up the yam!

scientist. You and Mastermind sorted out
how to plug the ozone there, yeah? No,

not yet, Gloria.

Yeah, but once we do, we'll give it to
you, because there's a bigger hole in

middle of your face that needs plugging.

Don't come facing, because I'll just put
it to shame and plug it up.

What do you want, Gloria?

How's it going?

We seem to have come to a minor problem,
but I'm sure we can sort it out.

I don't think so.

There's always a problem with
sophisticated machines trying to run on

software. Don't you agree, Veronica?

What? Yeah, and not if the new software
gives the old machinery a kick in the

right direction.

Oh, I'm coming!

See you at school on Monday, Bron.

See you Monday, Gloria.

If you, um, go to 17B, then the third
loop system will be complete.

Yeah, but the go -to command will only
be relevant if you want the ninja to

the Empire State Building, yeah?

Yeah, yeah.

Listen, how would you like to, um...

I mean, would you like... Would you like
a drink?

Would you like a drink, Veronica?

No, thank you, Mrs. Ambrose.

You sure?

Yes. No, Mum.

How's the game coming along?

Fine. Fine.

What's it called again?

The Lady Ninja's Wicked Revenge.

Well,

personally, I prefer Scrabble.

But, you know, Sean is too busy nowadays
to play Scrabble with me.

Will you? Yes, Sean.

I will come out with you tonight.

I'll be round about seven, okay?

Yeah, okay.

Is it okay if I leave this stuff here?

Yeah, okay.

very interesting.

Very, very interesting.

What's so interesting? This is just a
game of cards, so get on with it, you

African student.

This is more than just a card game.

This is a game of strategy, bluff, and
double bluff.

I thought you was playing rummy. We are.

Well, I don't know what match you is
playing.

Yes, you are.

I hope she's worth it.

Of course she is.

You look good, son.

Thanks, Mum.

So you feel like a man now?

Well, I'll tell you after tonight, won't
I? Sean!

Hey, Mum, listen, can I borrow some
money?

Oh, Sean.

Borrowing money to impress... I mean,
borrowing money and... Why don't you ask

your father?

Because he won't give it to me. That's
right. Money doesn't grow on trees, you

know.

Well, answer me this simple question,
and if I'm satisfied, I'll let you have

the money, okay?

Okay. All right. Tell me, why should I
give you money when you've just been

from your paper round?

Because I'm your son and you like me
best.

No.

Because Dad's tight -fisted. He never
gave me enough pocket money. That's why

had to take the job in the first place.

Who you calling tight -fisted?

Yesterday you wanted to be treated like
a man. If you want money, you must earn

it. Earn it. All right.

I'll tidy my room. I'll do my homework
on time. All that benefits you. What are

you going to do to benefit us?

All right, I'll sweep the shop floor for
a week. That's better. Starting

tomorrow. No. When I get in tonight.

Done. How much do you want?

Say, £50 for starters.

How about... How about five pounds for
starters?

How about seven? Three. Five. Done. This
way.

That's what I call strategy.

And this is what I call a rummy.

All right, sir. Nice.

I thought you'd like to use this
tonight.

Oh, leave it at that. That's for smells.
That's what it's supposed to do.

Lee, can I have a word, please?

Yeah, any time.

Listen, Lee, I don't know how to ask you
this, but where's a good place to take

her? That all depends.

How much money you got?

20 quid. I thought, like, I'd take her
ice skating, then wine her and dine her,

then take her cab home.

What, all on 20 quid?

You need a mortgage for that lot.

Yeah, I know.

What do you reckon? See, I come to you
because you're always pretty cool. I

know, mate.

See, she's older than me and I don't
want to blow it. You ain't doing too

are you? First date, older woman.

Come on, be serious. I didn't want to go
to Michael.

Nah, any tips from him and you'll
certainly blow it.

Listen, all I say is be yourself.

Try not to impress.

I know I'll give it a big one, but
that's because I'm a flash sod.

Nah, I do it because I enjoy it. Here
today, gone tomorrow.

But you're different.

Tonight will be different.

Listen, just take it as it comes and
don't force it.

I'll tell you what I'll do for you,
right?

A mate of mine owns a pizza place on the
street of my street.

I'll give him a ring. Nothing fancy, but
good vibes.

I'll make sure he sees it straight.

And that's for the bus back.

And I'll even throw in a lift up there
just for good measure.

How's that grab you? Oh, thanks, Lee.
Look, I really... Don't mention it.

You're part of the family.

Hey, you don't think it's getting a bit
over the top, you know, you driving us

up there and that?

Nah. I'll make you seem natural.

Good evening,

Veronica. That's her, isn't it?

Awesome, isn't it?

How old is she?

She's 17.

Oi, she's my date.

Good night, Veronica.

You're telling me.

Shall we go, then? Yep, where are we
going?

Streatham. Streatham?

Funny, I was thinking of driving that
way myself.

Shall I give you a lift?

Fine. Yes, please.

Well, how late will you be? Surely.

Time and a half, Mum. Time and a half.
Okay.

Have a good time. I will.

Keep off the old block.

Oh, how's it going?

It goes the right word. She went.

Do you want to talk about it? What for?

Oh, it helps.

Well, Lee gave us a lift up to
Streatham.

Veronica sat in the front of the car
next to Lee, played with his gadgets and

talked to him all the way up there.

Then she invited him to come ice skating
with us. And did he?

Well, no, but he might as well have,
because she didn't stop talking about

all night.

Isn't he nice? Lovely car, nice stereo.

Then, as we come out of the ice rink, I
had to hide it from some old geezer she

didn't want to see. I thought it was her
uncle or someone from her father's

congregation. It was her ex -boyfriend.

He was old enough to be her father.

That made me feel about free.

Must have been the biology teacher.

Biology teacher?

No, she... I mean, Veronica used to have
biology lessons at our college. She had

a fling with him, you know.

Why didn't you tell me? I tried to. You
told me to push off, remember?

Anyway, it wouldn't make the slightest
bit of difference.

Yeah, but you're my sister. Being your
sister is even more of a reason why you

wouldn't listen to me.

So what happened next?

Well, we got to the pizza restaurant
which Lee lined up. Things settled down.

was going OK.

Until Lee's friend who owned the place
came and insisted on giving us special

treatment because we were friends of
Lee, and she was off again.

She wanted to know everything about Lee,
from his inside leg measurement to

which toilet paper he used.

In the end, I had enough. I packed her
in a cab and I took the bus home. Oh,

that's very noble of you.

Wasn't that.

Couldn't stand a girl and a bad lead
travelling home as well.

Tell me something.

Yeah? Why are we watching TV with no
sound?

I've seen it before.

So, Desmond, tell me now.

How did Sean get on with Veronica?

I mean, was it a case of... Or a... We
don't

know. He was up before us on his paper
round.

He's a bit late, though.

Oh, he said he was going for a walk in
the park afterwards.

Did you see him last night?

Yeah, just for a bit.

Did he tell you what happened?

Come on, Mum. Sean wouldn't tell me
anything. I'm his older sister.

That's true.

Anyway, look at you. You're like hawks
waiting to pounce on a bit of juicy

gossip. We are not gossip, sir. We poke
by. Men don't gossip.

Only women gossip.

Oh. We chat.

We debate. Don't we poke by? Yeah, man.

This is a typical of men, you know. You
give it all kind of grand titles like

chat, discuss, debate.

And when we do the same, it's gossip.

And I suppose these debates are
interesting, stimulating, provocative,

informative affairs?

Yeah, man.

Laced with fighting wit and social
insight?

Yeah, man.

All right.

I want to hear some of this. Tell us
something incisive.

Well, um, we, I... Men don't gossip as
much as women.

Where is he?

Let's hear all the juicy details.

Africans gossip.

We West Indians don't. We don't.

Where is he? Where's the golden boy?
Listen, why y 'all don't just mind your

business, eh?

Leave Sean alone.

He's, uh, he's shown here.

Oh, no, he should be soon.

Do you mind if I wait?

Oh, no.

Perhaps

I'd

better go. No, please stay. He should be
here any minute.

Sean? Sean, Sean.

That's my name. Don't worry, Al.

Hi, Sean.

Hello, Veronica.

I've come to pick up my computer.

Okay, let's go and get it.

Listen,

about last night... Sorry.

Sean, I'd better go first because I feel
I owe an apology.

I'm really sorry about last night.

I didn't mean to hurt your feelings.

As stupid as it may sound, I thought we
were just friends.

Nothing more and nothing less.

I know last time I came round here, you
tried to get a bit intimate, but I

thought I made my feelings quite clear.

I thought you were just playing hard to
get.

I was.

I didn't want to be got.

And so when you tried to kiss me in the
restaurant, it not only came as a shock,

but it was a bit embarrassing as well.

I'm sorry about going on about Lee so
much.

I realise now it was a bit tactless.

Tell me something.

Anything. What do you see in him?

That's not a fair question.

In life, not fair.

I can take it. I'm a man.

Are you sure?

You owe it to me.

He's older. He's got a car. Yeah, hold
it right there. I get the message.

Bye, Sean.

Yeah, bye.

Bye, Mr and Mrs Ambrose. Bye.

Is everything all right?

Yeah, but I don't think Sean and I will
be seeing much of each other in the

future.

Oh, really?

Well, in that case, would you like a
lift home?

Well, I would, yeah.

Well, babe, you ever see a praying
mantis?

Well, see it, dear.

Maybe the lift can extend to a date
tonight at eight. I'll come and pick you

will it, to town?

I can show you a few scenes you ain't
seen before.

No expense beard, eh? What do you
reckon?

Any man who could stand and watch a
woman struggle with a heavy object like

and not even offer to help is not the
sort of man I want to spend an evening

with.

You

should

have seen Lee's face.

Especially when she cut him dead and
said, you're not the... Suit a man I

to spend an evening with. Shame!

You think he'd have given her a hand
with that heavy bag?

But can you blame her?

What a stupid excuse he gave.

Yes, you think he'd have come back with
a better line than... What was it?

I thought you were a feminist.

Honest.

No Ambrose man would speak to a lady
like that.

But I must say, I had to hand it to her
when she said, you may be a man, Lee.

But last night, I went out with a
gentleman.