All language subtitles for Desmonds s05e03 Halcyon Days.eng

From the Loma Bay to the ocean breeze,
to the Dapan, to the rain of London

We come from the sun to live in the
coal, I'm in the room, I want my coconut

tree.

Let's keep the music sweet, wind up your
way to the field.

I want some more.

Hey.

Hey, Tom, where do you want me to put
these records?

Anywhere, man.

Okay.

Why? I'll tell you. We were slaying
tonight, man. Believe that.

My rag -a -rat kicked the hat.

Boy, some of those shorts those girls
were wearing, they were so tight.

I believe.

Wonder how they get them on.

They must lie on the floor, innit?

That's how you get them off, Sean.

No, no, seriously, seriously, seriously.

No, seriously, that's what Gloria told
me. Yeah, I'd like to get his off. Oi,

man. My sister's a spider, come on. I
know, but she's a woman. And I'm a man.

And, um, you know a time between woman
and man, innit?

Maybe not.

I tell you what, when you start
university tomorrow, ask your tutor.

Don't be stupid, I just don't shout
about it, that's all.

Sean. If you got what I've got, you'd
shout about it.

Tonight, more women will know about it.
You hear me? Yeah, that ain't clear,

Spider. Look, I better check because
I've got a couple of women in the van

I said I'd take home. What women?

See, that's the difference between you
and me, Sean. I've driven home with a

couple of women in the back and you
didn't even know about it.

So?

So, Sean Ambrose, on his last night
before he starts university, whilst the

tracks were slamming, he had a chance to
slam it with Denise.

But where was he?

Nowhere to be seen. If that was me, boy,
I wouldn't just be slamming it. I'd be

slam dunking it.

Loud and clear, Spider.

So where was you, man?

Well, as a matter of fact, I was at
Backwood Vanessa.

Now, are you hearing me?

Loud and clear, man. You know what? I
don't know why you just don't come to

with me, you know? We'd have such a
laugh.

Sure, man. We've been through this
already.

You know, I don't want to spend another
three years in another institution.

I'm having a boomy time now.

You know, we're doing well with the
DJing. We're making money.

And I want to take it further, you know,
and be a ragga star.

Yeah? Can't do that and go to university
at the same time.

I mean, by the time we finish our
degree, ragga would have been and gone,

everybody would be into reggae versions
of heavy metal.

You hear me, though? Yeah, loud and
clear. High fives, man.

Come on. Oh, Sean.

Well, that's a new one. Yeah, right.

I'd better go and drive my women home.
All right. Oh, Spider.

You know you shouldn't drink on the
drive. The two don't mix, you know.

I know.

That's why you did the drinking and I'm
doing the driving.

Yes.

I'll pick you up tomorrow morning, yeah?
And I'm taking the van back to the hire

company. All right.

Easy, boss.

I respect that.

No, no.

Morning, Charles.

Morning.

Oh, today's your big day.

I made you a packed lunch.

Put all your favorite things in.

Fried chicken, dumplings, peanut butter
and jam sandwiches.

Are you sure you've packed enough?

Now, what would you want for breakfast?

I haven't got much in, but I can do you
fried eggs, bacon, sausages, mushrooms,

tomatoes.

Plantains, baked beans, fried bread.

Two aspirins?

How would you like them, fried or
boiled?

You managed to find your bed.

Mum, never again.

You sound just like your father.

I'm going to lose you soon.

You know, I felt the same way when
Michael went off to university.

Dad says that was the best thing that
ever happened.

Sure he did. But even your father missed
Michael when he wasn't around.

And I'm going to miss you too.

Mum, mum, mum, I'll be back tonight.
It's only up the road.

Well, it's not that distance I'm worried
about.

It's the distance that happens when you
go to university.

Thanks. What happened to Michael?

Mum, university never did that to
Michael. He was born like that.

Yeah, look where he got him.

He's a bank manager now.

Yeah, and don't I know it, and so does
most of Peckham.

Right, I'm off.

See you later.

Thank you, ma 'am. You're wearing clean
socks and underpants?

Ma 'am!

Boy, Seymour, this is a great day in the
Ambrose household.

My son, Sean, is on his way to uni.

Uni?

University for those people in the know,
eh, Desmond?

What do you know, Matthew?

A lot more than you.

Well, at least I knew when to stop being
a student.

Do you know what you get when you retire
as a student?

Yeah, I mean, it's not as if they're
going to give you a gold watch or

is it?

Maybe they'll give you a gold library
ticket.

Mock as you may, they do say one's best
days are at college.

Yes. You liked it so much you stayed.

Quick, here he comes.

I'm not one for speeches. But on an
occasion such as this, I would... Dad's

about to give a speech.

I think I'll come back.

Before I go, there's something I want to
say to you, Sean.

That I'm proud of you. And I think I can
say on behalf of the whole family...

Who gave you the right to speak on
behalf of the family?

I deserve the right to speak on behalf
of the family.

Okay, okay.

But my advice to you, Sean, is to work
hard and play hard. Yeah, and don't come

back a banker.

Yes, son, enjoy it. These will be the
happiest days of your life.

How's your day, Sean?

Did I ever tell you about my first day
at college?

Well, you see, my friend Tim and I,
well, he wasn't my friend then, you see,

because we were just both new, but my
friend Tim... Shut up, boy.

I think I'll get back to the bank. Yes,
the bank's the best place for you.

I don't know why everybody's making such
a fuss.

It's not like you're going away.

I mean, if I was going to university,
I'd go as far away from here as

Somewhere in the country.

In a country?

Well, what do you want to go in the
country for? There's no black people in

country. Oh,

well, there's no good clubs in the
country.

Oh,

well, look, staying at home means I've
got someone to cook my food and wash my

clothes and Dad still gives me a bit of
pocket money.

Oh, I know.

Good. Where was I?

Uh, well, you had this hand round Sean
like that and you were just going to

a speech. Yes. All right. Uh, not now,
Dad, otherwise I'll be late and you

wouldn't want me to be late on my first
day, now, would you? No.

Sean, Sean, here you go, mate.

Your first set of car keys.

Oh!

What, you haven't, have you? What,
bought you a car? Yeah.

No, no, I bought you the keys.

Well, why?

Pull in power, my son. If the girls
think you've got a motor, you're well

But when they ask you where the car
is... is, what do you say? Easy.

It's been clamped or sold and I'm in the
garage.

It works every time.

That's all right, Lee. Spider's coming
to pick me up. Hey, all right, then?

How's the clip joint? Still pleasing the
customers?

Hey, Gloria.

Thanks.

So, our boy off to university, eh?

Don't they grow up fast?

Don't fight the feeling, baby.

Are you ready?

Yeah, come on, let's go. I do not like
that boy.

I never did like spiders.

But I'm glad Sean is going to
university.

Yes, at least he's mixed with a better
class of persons.

That's right.

That's true.

You won't be there.

Why? That smell good.

Hey, have some.

You sure?

Yeah, I can't eat all of that.

But a big mouth like yours sure comes in
handy.

Hey, listen, listen.

What does that mean?

Oh, give me the bag for you. Okay.

So I got a big mouth.

Like your mum's cooking.

Told most of the guys in my club.

Why?

Because I'm not going.

Most of the girls I've seen walk
through, it looks right.

Yeah, well, I'm sure they feel the same
about you, Spider.

I don't envy you, Sean, man. I mean,
I've met a few college girls in my time,

and they were hard work.

That's probably because they had a
brain.

Look, man, when I go to check a woman,
the last thing I'm looking for is a

battle of minds. Do you hear me? Here we
go again.

Spider, the Doctor Rupert Peckham. What
do you know about women?

What do you know?

Not a lot.

You see?

Not a lot more than you.

Which is not a lot, really.

I listen, man.

Good luck, yeah? Cheers, man. Let's go.

Hey, look.

Make it look good.

And she does.

Get her phone number.

How can you tell?

So, what department are you looking for?

Educational science.

Oh, I'm going there.

Oh, nice one.

I'm Bernie, by the way. Oh, Sean.
Pleased to meet you.

So, how long have you been here, then?

Oh, about ten minutes.

All right. Come on.

You see, Popeye, in these days of mass
unemployment and over -qualification...

Employers like me face difficult
dilemmas. Why are you using big words

Desmond? Oh, well, now that Sean is at
university, his father has to show

everybody that he's intelligent, too. So
he wheels out the three fancy words he

knows and starts to pontificate about
the world.

Ponti -who?

It's just one of those fancy words.

But as I was saying, the dilemma we face
is whether or not to employ people with

degrees.

No one with a degree of sense would come
and work here anyway.

If you feel that way, Tony, you can make
way for somebody with a degree.

Desmond, the basic wage of a hairdresser
is not that brilliant. Nor is the basic

wage of a lollipop man.

Well, it's a whole lot better than the
basic wage of a housewife.

In fact, women in general are underpaid
with or without degrees.

I don't know why women body with
degrees.

Nor soon you imply them to get pregnant
and leave you stranded.

That's why you can't pay a woman the
same wages as a man.

I've heard you talk some foolishness
before.

Well, which paper did you read to get
that attitude from? The Bino? Well, it

just talking, sir. You're not debating.

It's because of prejudiced idiots like
you that women have such a hard time.

Yes, who you calling an idiot? You.

All right.

What gives men the right to decide that
because she produces babies, a woman

with a first -class brain is a second
-class worker, eh, Desmond? Answer me

that. I didn't know you were so strong.

That's just it. What do men know?

I know I wouldn't mind a cup of tea,
please, sir.

You want some sugar in yours, sir?

I don't take sugar.

Yeah, two is mine. Thanks. Oh,

Sean.

Here comes the intelligent member of
this family.

How did it go, son?

Oh, well, it was all right, ma 'am.

What's this, a little light reading?

Homework. You see that for a price, how
bright my son is, he's got to read all

them books. Well, I haven't got to read
them all exactly, Dad. They're just

reference books, mainly.

So, what's the first essay you have to
do, Sean?

The middle classes inherit cultural
wealth.

Disco.

And do they?

Well, I don't know yet. I've got to read
up on it first, didn't I, Dad?

That's my boy.

Oh, Desmond, that's our boy.

Yo, what's up, man?

How's mastermind? All right, Spider.

Listen, man, I've still got the van, so
I thought me and you could go out and

make a few new friends. You hear me?

Ah, yeah, look, I can't, ma 'am. I've
got an essay to do, so... Oh, come on,

Sean, it's just one evening.

Didn't you hear him? He said he's got an
essay to do. Dad, I can't... He's got a

man to talk for you now, do you? No.

But maybe this old woman should say
something.

Mum! You're one feisty little boy.

Yes, and you don't seem to realise when
you fly past your nurse. So, I won't do

it, sir.

This is so shameful.

Tidy wardrobe.

Cut it.

How about under your bed? Under the bed?

Yes. In the shoebox. That's the last
place I found them.

Fill up the bed, darling.

Oh, so do you, Dad.

Mum, you haven't seen my eyelash
curlers, have you?

See them here?

I was only asking.

How about looking under your bed?

Under the bed?

Haven't you heard? That's the place the
Ambrose family hide things when they

don't want to find them.

Are you all right, Mum?

Me? I'm fine.

Surely you haven't read these
scufflings?

All right, I'll go and do it myself.

Where were they?

Oh, don't tell me. Under the bed. Yes,
how did you know? You put them there?

I thought I'd check under mine.

Oh, come on, Desmond. We've got to go.
Otherwise we'll be late for this dinner

and dance thing.

You all right, John?

Yeah, I'll be fine, Mum.

Now, if you want anything to eat... Yes,
it's in the fridge, I know. Now, go on,

otherwise you'll be late. Good luck with
your homework, son. Thanks, Dad.

Just rub it in, I'll do it.

So, where are you going tonight?

Oh, nowhere special.

Ronnie and I are checking a movie.

Oh, yeah? Which one?

Jurassic Park.

They haven't seen it, you know. Oh, why
don't you come along?

I can't.

Oh, I know, homework.

Well, listen, the film finishes around
ten, then you can come back and do your

essay then.

No, no, no, I can't.

OK, brain box, don't work too hard.

See you later.

See you.

No, no, no.

Concentrate, concentrate.

Food.

What's happening, mastermind?

Who wants to know?

Me.

Spider. The fiercest little boy who'll
fly past him next.

Come to apologise, man. Yeah, yeah.

I've got some good news.

Yeah? Yeah, man.

And some good chicken.

Or your mum's a wicked cook.

Yeah, how would I know?

So, what's this news then?

There's a guy from a record company who
wants to come and perform tomorrow

night. What?

He'd like to tape and if he likes what
he sees, he's going to...

Well, my essay, it's due in the day
after tomorrow.

Sean, man, I can't do it without you. I
need you to spin the deck.

Well, can't he do it another day?

Oh, yeah, right. I'm just going to ring
him up and say, hello, Mr Record Mogul,

I'm sorry, we can't do the gig because
Sean has to hand in an essay.

Yes, can we set up another date?

Oh, great, yes.

Two o 'clock, March the 3rd, 19 .99.

Oh, hang on, I'll just check with Sean.

Is that all right with you?

Come on, Spider, don't be stupid. Sean,
man, I... A once -in -a -lifetime

opportunity comes along, and you're
going to turn it down.

I'm not turning it down.

Now you're coming to your senses.

I just can't do it tomorrow, that's all.

Sean!

I'm out of here, man.

Look, you can't say I didn't try, Sean.
I mean, you've been at your Ponson

University one day, and already you've
turned soft.

What? Wait a minute.

You're coming in my house, and you're
talking to me like that?

That's not my dad's right about you.
Let's get out.

London, Michael.

Who?

It's me, bro. Sure.

So, you've finally made it, eh?

Michael, the bank manager.

So, what's it like to finally realise
your one and only ambition?

We were thrilled.

I mean, we had thought it was on the
cards at some point, but when we found

the news, we could hardly believe it,
could we, Michael?

It wasn't entirely... It was so sudden.
One minute, lobbying away as a mere

underdog, subject to every whim and
foible of the boss, and then...

Like Michael Jackson through a trap
door, Michael Ambrose explodes onto the

scene. Yeah, I wish I'd been there.

Of course, one of the first things we
wanted to do was to change the stuffy

image of a bank manager.

And I must say, Michael's wonderful at
it, aren't you, Michael?

You should see him walking down the
street.

He's recognised by everyone.

He smiles, he says hello to people.

Bit like being a pop star, isn't it,
Michael? Yes, it is.

Mandy, I think it's possible that Sean
came to see me about something, so work,

would you mind? Oh, not at all. As long
as we remember we have a very busy day

ahead. We have a 10 .30, a 10 .45 and a
12 .15.

We have lunch with the mayor, tea with
the Rotary Club and drinks and dominoes

with the West Indian Federation of Small
Businesses.

But we don't have to change for that.

I shall be going as I am. That will be
all, Henry.

Right, what do you want?

Well, if you've come for a student loan,
you'll have to fill out a form like

everybody else.

Of course, I will look at it and give it
everything. Michael, I'm not asking for

a loan.

Why not? Which bank are you going to?
Our charges are more than reasonable.

Michael, look, have you got a minute?

Well, what is it?

How was it for you when you were a
student?

Well, um... A bit difficult to find the
words, really. Shall we get Mandy back?

Look, I just meant it was a long time
ago.

Being a university student is the best
feeling in the world.

I remember when I passed my A -levels
and I knew I'd got in.

Like, everything I'd been working for
was on that tiny piece of paper with my

grades on it.

I felt proud.

And so did everybody around me.

Yeah, I know what you mean.

It's like all their hopes are invested
in you getting a degree. That's right.

They've worked hard to make sacrifices
to get you there. Yeah, but when you're

there, I mean, all you seem to see is
all your old friends driving cars,

out in clubs.

Yeah.

And to begin with, it's lonely.

You're not like the people you meet
there.

They're not like the people you've left
behind anymore.

It takes guts.

I wasn't sure I'd make it.

Really?

Some people don't.

So how did you... You just have to have
a clear vision of what you want to be

and do.

Wanted to be a bank manager.

You've got it.

I'll tell you something. I wish I had an
older brother to talk to.

OK, well, what's your advice for me,
then?

Look at it this way, Sean.

Your friends will still be going to
clubs and hanging out when you graduate.

They won't have changed, but you will
have. And it's a change for the better.

And people will respect you because of
it.

Thanks,

bro.

Respect.

Sean is working far too hard.

Shirley, the boy's on a three -year
course.

He's been there for three days.

How can he be working too hard already?

He took his first essay, Shirley, and he
was impressed.

I remember my first essay.

Really? That far back?

Yes. I was a handsome young student of
21, and the subject was, Is Africa the

cradle of civilization?

And what did you say?

Yes.

You know, it's a funny thing. When it
came to exams, I never studied too hard

for them.

That's why you never passed them.

Yes, I did, until I was 13.

What happened to you when you were 30?

Nancy Parker happened.

I remember Nancy Parker.

Boy, Nancy Parker breezed into the room
and that was it for me. After that, all

I was good for was writing love letters.

Me too.

Since when?

Since I started writing love letters to
Nancy Parker.

Yes, surely. Who was the first person
you ever sent a love letter to?

Harry Belafonte.

How old were you?

Ten. I'm fine. Late, everybody.

Sean, son, son, it does not pay to
panic. But, Dad, my essay's got to be in

today. So, if it took a little more
time, there'd be, what, five minutes

You see, me, I don't believe in
panicking.

You only get yourself all confused and
very sweaty.

Well, so what, you think I should just
give up?

No, no.

There's an old African saying.

It is idle to swallow a cow and choke on
its tail.

Think about it.

time to think about it. He studies
gibberish next year.

Go,

boy.

We say much, mate.

All right, then. Not next to this.

What, this?

My manager's.

Manager? Yeah.

I kicked it out of that gig two nights
ago.

No thanks to you, but hey, that's the
way it goes.

I've gone to the record company.

Oh, that's great, Spider -Man. I'm
really pleased to see you, man. Yeah,

sure you are.

Well, we both got what we wanted.

You got university, and I'm on my way to
fame, fortune, and last but not least,

women.

What do you say we go out and celebrate?

I can't, man.

What now? I'm already going out to
celebrate.

What? Well, I got the best grade on my
essay.

Oh, that's really great, Sean.

Yeah, I need these things for me.

Sean, sorry we're late.

Right.

Shall we go, then?

See you later, Spider.

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