All language subtitles for Brush Strokes s04e04

All thanks to you, these things I do,

because of you,

because of you.

What are you doing sitting in here
eating sandwiches when Mrs. Morella has

cooked us stuffed aubergines with a
spaghetti sauce under a golden crust of

parmesan cheese for lunch?

Tell her the doctor's put me on a diet.

I'm only allowed to eat corned beef
sandwiches while we work in here.

Why?

I'll tell you why.

There's a beautiful daughter called
Lucia, and you're after her. And the

you put a foot wrong, her father and her
two giant brothers will get very angry.

And I don't want to be anywhere near it,
that's why.

You're not involved.

I work with you and I'm your brother -in
-law. That's involved enough for people

who come from Sicily.

You're not going on about the Mafia
again, are you? Don't say that word!

Eric, do you seriously suggest to me
that that knife family are involved in

word I mustn't say?

Not literally, but they might know
someone in it. Some Don.

Don't know.

You know very well what I mean. You read
the book. You saw the film.

So did everybody else over 150 years
ago.

And ever since, everyone's an expert on
the Mafia.

Don't say that word!

Oh, Eric, please come down to Earth.

All right.

But even if there are no connections,
just answer me this.

How tall are Lucia's brothers?

Nine foot ten.

And what did they do with our van after
Mr Morello warned you off, Lucia, the

other day?

They picked it up and put it somewhere
else. That's all I need to say anymore.

Look, Eric, I told you I would not be
approaching Lucia until I've worked out

proper plan of campaign.

Ah.

Under a golden crust of Parmesan cheese,
you say?

Yes.

I'm glad you're coming, Eric. Now I can
tell you what my plan of campaign is.

No, I don't want to know!

Jacko, sit down.

Lunch is nearly ready.

Where's little Eric?

Well, he doesn't feel up to it today,
Mrs. Morella. He's got a bit of an upset

tummy. That's a shame.

Pig fat and chilli powder's very good
for that. I will make some for him. I'll

make sure he takes it.

Thank you.

Actually, Mr. Morella, there was
something I wanted to ask... Come on,

If I have to call you again, I will
smother your faces.

Sorry, Mama.

Hello, chaps.

So, what did you want to ask me, Jocko?

Well, it... It was about Lucia.

Lucia?

Yes, now, I'm not conversant with the
correct traditional form of how I should

approach, so do forgive me if I drop a
couple of clangers.

Go on.

Well, what I wanted to ask, Miss
Morella, formally, and with the greatest

respect, is may I have the honour... of
calling upon your daughter.

Mama.

Do you have any Italian blood?

No.

But I went to Rimini once.

Inter Milan are a good team, aren't
they?

Hey?

Yeah.

Juventus, they're very good as well.

Napoli?

Roma?

Charlton?

Mama and I have made a decision.

You may call on Lucia at seven o 'clock
this evening.

Thank you very much indeed.

Life is a man... And a woman!

Mercy!

Hello,

Wilma. Hello, Jack.

What are you doing?

My quitches.

Quitches? Yeah.

No, Elmo, that's pronounced quiche.

You sure?

Yes, French.

Who would they want to say it like that
for?

I don't know, Elmo, I don't know. And
what are all these girls' names for?

It's Quiche Lorraine.

Ah, I've gone beyond her.

Why nobody's thought of this before,
I'll never know.

Why call it after one girl, Lorraine,
when there's hundreds of girls named?

Bury a bit of something different in
each and you come up with... Keech.

Keech Dorothy.

Keech. Keech Joyce and so on.

I don't know what to say.

Well, most of the great ideas are simple
ones.

I agree with that, Elmo. Get us a lager.

Do you have to? I'm not a pub now, I'm a
wine bar.

Well, put it in a wine glass then.

Like you did before.

Go and sit down.

It's all right, I'll take you across
with me.

Oh, please, Jack. Let me take you to the
table. I'm trying to do me standards.

Elmo, you are the boss. You shouldn't be
doing anything.

Where are your waitresses?

I don't want to talk about it.

Where are your waitresses, Elmo?

Well, they left.

Well, they took me wrongly, that's why.

Blimey, if a bloke can't express his
natural affectionate nature, well...

And it was not sexual harassment like
they said it was. You're like Maradona,

you are, Elmo.

You're always putting your hands where
you shouldn't. It was like this for most

of the time.

You didn't want to please Elmo.

Worn out. Hi, Jekyll. Worn out? I told
you not to do that weight training.

It's working.

It's a bit late, isn't it?

Um, Andy.

Sandra. Sorry, sorry.

It's for me, it's exactly.

Would you do me a favour? Would you read
that for me?

Oh, not your poem.

Oh, please read it.

Oh, all right.

No, out loud.

Welcome to Elmo Putney's Wine Bar.

Have a drink, be merry and have a laugh.
Ha ha.

This is the place where everything
swings. The atmosphere, the company and

very... Super!

You got the job.

What job?

Here as my head waitress.

Well, she'd have to be your head
waitress, Elmo. You haven't got any

Anyway, I work for Veronica.

I know that, but it's more upmarket over
here, isn't it?

Shizzle!

So how come you're working so late,
then? Oh, I made a couple of mistakes on

inventory, and Veronica made me do it
all over again.

That doesn't sound like her.

Well, she's not acting like herself
lately, is she? Been on her own.

I wish we could do something to help
her.

Like Veronica.

Oh, so do I. Even if she does keep me
after school.

Customers! Customers!

Evening, Vincente.

Salvatore.

Salvatore, good evening.

Can I come in?

Wait.

Hello.

That's very nice, that. That's very
nice.

Hello, Mr. Morella. Hello, Jocko.

Good evening, Jocko. Good evening, Mr.
Morella.

This is for you.

Oh, what a good boy.

This is my mama.

Oh.

Yes, yes, that's very nice. Is it?

Yes.

A glass of wine?

Not for me, thank you. No, I'm driving.

Well.

Made any nice gravestones recently, Mr
Morella?

All our gravestones are nice.

You look very lovely, Lucia. Good
evening, Jacko.

Bellissima, bellissima.

Speak.

Just admiring your photographs. They're
lovely, aren't they?

As they said, family.

My mama is 92.

Is she?

And she still crochets?

Yes.

Mama. Mama.

Yes.

Very nice, that. Very nice.

And she makes all these, does she?

No.

Well.

Well, if you'll excuse us, then.

What do you mean?

Well, we'll be off out, then.

No, no, no.

Pardon? I gave you permission to call on
Lucia. Nobody said anything about

taking her out.

Oh, well, I see.

And there's

my cousin Angelina. Again.

With her husband Paolo in another part
of the garden.

That must be round the corner from the
Rosie.

Angelina Paolo.

Yes.

And this is their dog, Fuffo.

It's a very nice dog.

And there they are with Buffo, visiting
Maria and Giuseppe at their farm. Maria

and Giuseppe.

More cousins, is there? Oh, yes.

And the last one is Mama's third sister,
my Aunt Sophia.

Why is she on stilts?

I don't know.

She used to be in the circus.

She was one of Fantoni's marvels. Oh,
was she?

Fantoni! Yes, yes, yes.

Oh.

Well, that was fantastic, that was.

I always think the photographic history
of a family, well, it's a pity more

families don't do it so thoroughly.

Oh, you are really interested.

Oh, I should say so.

Bless them.

Oh, I think they're both developing my
dad's ears.

Yep, and that's my nose if ever I saw
it.

Are you two doing this on purpose?

We are allowed to look at photos of our
own children in our own house.

Perhaps Jacko would like to look at
them.

I don't care if I never see another
photograph as long as I live.

Don't you ever do anything else at
Lucia's?

Oh, yeah, on Tuesday we listen to an
opera.

All three and a half hours of it.

All in Italian, all on 78.

I think it's brilliant.

Six times you've been round there and
you've never once even got her out the

house.

I thought that would amuse you, Jean.

Have you managed to be alone with her
yet?

No, the minimum number of spectators
I've achieved so far is five.

You're on a loser. If you ever do get
her out, you'll probably be followed by

one of their hitmen.

Or they'll all go out with you.

It's become a quest now, you see. I
wouldn't have bothered this long.

How do you mean, Eric?

Well, when I was on the loose, if I
didn't click straight away, I moved on.

You asked me out before I said yes.

I didn't. Yes, you did.

You became a fixture on that coping you
did.

Oh, I remember.

Then he took to peering through the
letterbox, didn't he? Do you remember?

I did not.

You... Indeed.

Mum used to say, it's that funny boy
looking through the letterbox again.

One.

The fact is, I did get you to come out.

Yeah, and where'd you take me? Up the
puffing green.

And then he could only afford one stick
and one ball.

I was faving the rest to buy you an ice
cream, if you remember.

Oh. Get off.

Now look at you, Darby and Joan.

Isn't this Lucia really so wonderful?

I don't know.

I don't really know her.

So you... What is it tonight?

Listening to Granny playing the
concertina?

No, I'm going out with somebody else
tonight.

Oh? Who?

Somebody I do know.

Going out?

Yes, with Giles.

You haven't told me how the interview
went this morning.

I didn't go. I played tennis.

Getting a job is no longer an option.
It's become one of Mummy's rules.

I don't need a job. I'm marrying Giles.

Oh.

That's wonderful.

When did he propose?

He hasn't. He's going to this evening.

You mean he's told you in advance?

No. It's my idea.

You're very confident.

Yes.

a sense of a young woman in love,
Leslie?

Because I'm not.

Well, I'm fond of Giles. Well, that's no
basis for marriage, is it? Oh, I've no

words. He's certainly in love with me
and I'm very good for him.

And he's very rich and he'll be good for
you, is that it?

I'm certainly not cut out to work for a
living.

I've heard of cold fish, Leslie. You're
frozen solid.

That'll be Giles.

Like a lamb to the slaughter.

Hello, Leslie.

You look very tasty.

I'm not on your menu.

I couldn't afford you.

Hello,

Jacko.

Hello.

How's it coming out for a meal?

I told you, I'm not on your menu.

Not you, your mother.

What?

How about it, Veronica?

Oh, no, I don't think so, Jacko. Thanks
all the same, but I'm settled for the

evening. What, in a rut?

That's not fair.

Well, come out for a meal. I'll
apologise over the crepe Suzette.

You can't ask my mother out.

Yes, he can.

But you won't go.

As a matter of fact, I will.

Well, good for you.

Well, I think there's something vaguely
yucky about it.

After what you told me five minutes ago,
Leslie, I hardly think you're in a

position to judge what's yucky.

I'll just get changed, Jacko. Oh, no,
no, no. Spur of the moment. Come on,

Veronica, before we lose the impetus.
All right.

Have the milk, if you like, Leslie.

Sorry. Nearly pressed your nose with my
finger.

Ding dong.

Pardon? I know.

Good evening, ma 'am.

Hello, Giles.

Oh.

Hello, Leslie.

You look lovely.

Hello, Giles.

Shall we sit down?

I think I'd better.

Comfy?

Very much so, yes. Do you like the
dress?

It's gorgeous.

I like to look nice for you. Oh, you
always do.

Whenever I walk into a mess function
with you on my arm, I'm always awfully

proud. What a nice thing to say.

I did enjoy the clay pigeon shoot the
other day.

Sorry I didn't hit anything.

Oh, I didn't notice.

I was too busy looking at you.

Really? I think I like riding with you
best.

You're a superb horseman. Bit of a show
-off sometimes.

No. I thought cantering with the reins
between your teeth and an ice -cream

cornet in each hand was wonderful.

We're taught to do that in case we have
to ride with our hands full.

Not with ice -cream cornets.

No, silly pistol.

Actually, we practice with boiled eggs
on spoons.

And we do try with glasses of port, but
they used to spill and... We know each

other awfully well, don't we?

Awfully well, yes.

Giles and Leslie, Leslie and Giles.

We've become a couple.

Yes.

Actually, Leslie, there is something I
wanted to say to you about the pairing

off stakes.

Oh?

I think it's fair to say that sooner or
later the subject of, well, marriage

will rear its little head. It has, in a
way, so if you don't mind, I'll grasp

the nettle.

This is a rather serious moment, isn't
it, Giles?

Absolutely.

Leslie? Yes?

I can't marry you because I'm in love
with Gloria.

Don't be absurd. You can't be.

But I am.

Hopelessly. He's married.

That's what makes it hopeless. I could
never interpose myself between a man and

his wife.

Well, what's the point, then?

Well, being true to oneself, I suppose.

It would be totally impossible for me to
marry you knowing I didn't love you

and... You couldn't possibly marry me
unless you loved me, could you, Leslie?

Right? Yeah.

Thanks, Jocko. No more moping about.

Right, first stop, Elmo Putney's Wine
Bar.

Where's Leslie?

I'm afraid tonight's off.

It's all off.

Why?

I had to tell her.

I'm in love with somebody else.

I'm definitely sorry, Mrs Bainbridge.

Two glasses of white wine and two quiche
Dorothy.

Thank you.

Well?

I wonder why Elmo didn't ask us to paint
the place.

Enough business talk, please, Veronica.

No, I'm glad.

We're not staying here, are we?

Do credit me with some, Tay.

Now, I think the drink here... Then
anyone's great for wherever you take

after.

Hello.

Gondra. Don't say anything.

It's only for one night. He's got a new
girl starting tomorrow.

Are my wages really that low?

No. Elmo kept throwing money at me and I
went down under the weight of it.

I wouldn't recommend eating here.

Oh, we're not... Would you sightsee?
Yeah, Jacko's taking me to dinner.

Oh, that's nice.

What can I get you? Um... Gin and tonic,
please.

Lager and a wine glass, please.

Oi, oi, no snogging the customers.

You grope waitresses.

They're just friendly pets of
encouragement.

Are you bloody business?

Yes, Elmy. And don't call me that.

Hello, Veronica, how are you?

Fine. What do you think of the place?
How's it grab you?

By the throat, Elmer.

Thank you, Veronica.

As this is a new venture on my part,
from a friend, I would welcome any

suggestions. Well, you could pull it
down.

That's very hurtful, Ace.

I'm sorry, Omar.

Well, I do think it could stand some
other colour.

I'm disappointed in you, Veronica. I
mean, everyone says that.

Oh, excuse me, customers.

Why did Sandra kiss you?

Who knows with women, eh?

You didn't ask me out on the spur of the
moment at all, did you?

Who knows with men, eh?

Thank you.

Here we are.

Why is the lager in a wine glass?

Elmo doesn't want to lower the tone of
the play.

There is no tone.

I know that.

You know that.

Cheers. Cheers.

Either Elmo's having a fit or he wants
to talk to you.

Won't be a minute, Veronica. Wait here.

What do you want?

Well, you know Veronica?

No.

Veronica?

What about her?

Well, it's occurred to me that she's
available.

Now, ain't she?

What is?

A single woman?

And it has also occurred to me that I am
a single man.

Are you putting two and two together,
Elmo?

One and one, mate.

So what did you want to talk to me
about?

My approach.

What do you think my strong points would
be?

Subtlety? Right.

I'll send her a dozen nighties.

You can't get any subtler than that
almost, can you?

Hello, Mr Morella.

What are you doing here?

I had to see this place.

My boys said it was unbelievable.

They were right.

They're not with you, are they?

No. Mr Morella was just saying how
pleased he is with the painting.

Oh, good, good.

Excuse me just a minute. There is a lady
in here, is there?

Yes, up the other end, Veronica.

Hidden in that wall somewhere.

I wanted to have a word with you, Jocko.

What about?

Mrs. Bainbridge tells me why you take
her out.

It is a very thoughtful thing to do.

She's a very nice lady.

You have been very thoughtful in my
house, too.

You have been properly patient.

I've enjoyed every minute of it, Mr.
Morella.

Especially the photographs.

We have a lot of photos.

Yes, you do.

So you have been thoughtful there. You
have been thoughtful here. So now I am

going to be thoughtful.

You may take Lucia out.

Of the house?

Yes.

With all the family?

No.

Just the two of you.

I'll see you then.

Jacko.

Yeah? Before you go, yeah?

You will be careful, won't you?

Eric, I promise.

If there is no lollipop, Lady
President...

I will ask a grown -up to help me across
the road.

You know what I mean.

I was watching that. The lives of you
and our children are more important than

television, Jean.

Oh, you're not on about the Mafia again,
are you? Yes, I am.

This is your first time alone with
Lucia.

You put one eyelash wrong and we've all
had it.

I don't care what they do to you.

You'll have asked for it.

I just hope you can look yourself in the
face when they come after me and Jean.

And our children.

Eric!

Let's read the book again.

You can laugh.

Even Uncle Cyril in Tasmania won't be
safe.

You are becoming hysterical.

I know how to behave myself.

Yes, well, I'd like a word about that.

Oh, blimey. Come on. I'm thinking about
Lucia.

Well, so am I.

That's what I mean.

She's not like your usual runner
girlfriends.

They can take care of themselves.

This girl has been cloistered. She can't
have had much experience of life.

Well, you said yourself she's very shy.

So just, well, go easy.

Please, Jacko.

You two were laughing your socks off
last week. Yeah, well, I didn't think

ever get her out of the house then.

I'm very flattered by your joint opinion
of me.

But I'm not a beast.

I'm not going to take that young girl
round the corner and rip all her clothes

off. Now, am I? Don't even joke about
it.

Gina, put him straight to bed and take
that book away from him.

Oh, and don't try to creep in with her
either.

Oh, dear.

Because if you do, so help me, I should
be up those stairs with every photo

album I can lay my ankles. And I'll
bring the kids up.

Now, don't forget.

We want Lucia back home by ten o 'clock.

To the second, Miss Marilla. You have a
lovely time.

Thank you, Mrs Marilla. Good night,
Mama, Papa, Grandma.

Because of you.

Because of you.

Because of you.