All language subtitles for Brush Strokes s05e08.eng

Oh, thanks to you, these things I do.

Because of you.

Because of you.

Whoa.

Whoa, yeah.

You're not taking that?

Like my golfing trophy.

He took on all comments on the pattern
green of butlings to win that. That was

ten years ago.

I haven't used it since.

I have. Yeah?

You unblocked the drainpipe with it that
Christmas?

Anyway, moving to Reigate, there'll be
much more opportunity for me to play

golf. What, with one club?

I should be getting some more in the
fullness of time.

You could be denying him a future Ryder
Cup glory, you know.

There goes the last of Eric's
pornographic books.

Right, what's next?

Just the kids' toys, but we'll do those
tomorrow.

Oh, it's funny, isn't it?

You and him moving to Reigate.

Veronica going to Sicily with Marcello.

It's as though the whole fabric of
Motsburg Park is breaking up, eh?

Time moves on.

That's very profound, that, Jean. Wish
I'd said that.

Not for you, though.

You'll still be left in Motsburg Park
when everyone else is gone.

It'll be like one of those old western
ghost towns, then.

Balls of sagebrush blowing down the high
street.

Shutters banging in the wind. And just
one old -timer sitting in his rocking

chair in front of Elmo's wine bar.

I've got me plans.

Yeah, well, I hope they include finding
a flat and a job.

Course Reigate will be heavily
industrialised by then. There'll be a

of sulphurous pong hanging over the
place.

All the golf courses will have been dug
up to make wafer.

For new factories.

And, of course, the poor old women left
their own world.

What plan?

I met this bloke the other night.

He's thinking of starting a theme park.
What are you going to do? Walk about

dressed up as Mickey Mouse?

No, I'll be starting at ground level,
me.

With the ten pounds from your building
society as your share of the capital,

presumably.

See, your problem is, Jean, you think
small.

Now, you forget I had my own business
once.

Yeah, and that went bust because you
went walkabout to Cairo.

Of course, you could always ask for your
old job back in that bar there.

Get paid in boxes to date.

Very nice.

What happened to my fez, incidentally?

Oh, the kids have been using it in their
sandpits.

Very nice.

No worse than having your putter thrown
away.

Nah, that could be worth a lot of money
in a few years' time.

Yeah, it only needs a clean -up.

I was going to buy you some golf balls
last Christmas, you know.

You've changed your subject, haven't
you?

You should be worrying about your
breadwinner, Jean.

Even if you do let him take his putter,
he's hardly likely to walk straight into

a job as assistant pro, is he?

Unlike some people, he's done something.

Yeah. Got an interview with a painter
and decorator on Monday, as a matter of

fact. Have you?

Oh, well done.

Whilst you were giving a very good
impression of Nero.

I'll make a cup of tea.

And you can leave that on the sofa as
well.

Tea's up.

How's the inventory going?

It's a bit like going through somebody's
belongings.

Well, it is.

It all belongs to Mr Phillips now.

He and Mrs Bainbridge exchanged
contracts today.

That's another bit of the fabric gone.

Bainbridge is becoming Phillips.

Doesn't sound right, does it?

A bit like Harrods becoming Comet
Warehouse.

Would you all come in, please?

Shall we take our tea in? No, leave it
here. It can't get worse, can it?

Oh, thanks, Sandra.

Well, I'm not going to sell.

I can't go after Cicely leaving you all
out of work.

Oh, Mrs Bainbridge!

Oh!

Be my guest.

Oh, right.

It's so kind, Mrs Bainbridge.

Are you sure you're doing the right
thing?

Will you wait outside, Sandra?

Are you? Yeah, I'll be able to sleep at
night this way.

What did Marcello say?

Marcello? About you jilting him for us.

Don't push your luck.

No, it'd be nice to have a business
here, my own six penny worth. But who

run it for you, Mrs Bainbridge?

Oh, I haven't thought about that yet,
Sandra. I've only just put the phone

on Mr Phillips.

Listen, Mrs Bainbridge, I'm deeply
grateful, but I still feel a bit red

kissing you like that.

I like you, Eric.

So does he.

All these years people have thought it's
me, but we go to a job, I say, hello,

Mrs Smith, can I start the painting? Not
him, he's straight in.

And I've never felt safe alone in the
office with him. Clear off, the lot of

you. I've got some thinking to do.

You know what gets me?

You're gorgeous with it.

Oh, that's a weight off my shoulders,
that is.

She's so kind.

Fancy thinking of her.

Marcello had better behave himself in
Sicily, you know. Otherwise I'll go

straight over there and squash his
grapes.

Here's to Veronica.

To Veronica.

Something occurring to you, Eric?

Well, yeah, it is, as a matter of fact.

I mean, I am the foreman painter, after
all.

You're measuring yourself for Veronica's
chair, aren't you?

Well, let's face it, I am the obvious
choice.

Who says?

I do.

Well, Veronica doesn't. You don't
seriously think she'd ask you to manage

place, do you?

That's all right, Eric, don't worry, I'd
still keep you on. Yeah, and I'd keep

you on, provided... Provided what?

What are you doing?

Oh, just measuring the door.

Make sure you can both get your heads
through it.

It's not a matter of conceit, Sandra.

No, it's a matter of pure fantasy, as
far as you're concerned.

Oh, stop it, the pair of you. I can't
stand you being so presumptuous.

Aren't you overlooking something?

It's as plain as the nose on your face.

Veronica will obviously bring in someone
from outside.

I've never liked you, Sandra.

Neither have I.

Yes, well, of course, I'm very pleased
for you.

Your mother is a very exceptional woman.

It's all right. Don't keep on about her.

It's the first time I've mentioned her.

And sooner or later, Leslie, you'll
realise she's marrying a very nice man.

Possibly. Pardon?

I said possibly.

She's getting positively flowery, isn't
she? I think she's missing her mum

already.

It's a vote!

Oh, it is, Eric. Look, it's a boat, yes.

Yeah, it's got sails and everything.

And I have hired it.

Gordon Bennett?

You're not going to sell that on your
own, are you? It comes with a crew, plus

chef who's going to make up something
with my name on it.

Spinach Elmo, or something like that.

Where are you going, Elmo?

Ramsgate? Margate?

The Med, mate. That's short for the
Mediterranean.

Well, I'm flabber.

It's short for flabbergasting.

I thought you would be. Well, what do
you reckon?

Well, I think if you've got it, you
should flaunt it.

And you haven't heard the best bit. The
Fabulous Five are coming as well.

What, the Enid Blyton crowd?

No!

Susie, Jane, Emma, Gemma and Nancy.

Who are they?

He pulled them at the casino the other
night. Yeah, I did, didn't I? Yes, you

did, Elmo.

Look, I don't want to sound like a wet
blanket. I know you took them all to

supper the other night, but had they all
actually signed up for this nautical

adventure? Falling over themselves,
super trippy, brill, things like that.

He's taking a girl for a roll on the
serpentine, doesn't he?

When did his odyssey begin?

Friday. That's a bit precipitous, isn't
it? What?

Quick.

Take the bull by the tail, that's my
motto from now on.

All I've got to do is get kitted out for
sea, and it's yo -ho -ho.

You going to wear a patch and a cutlass
down your trousers?

No, I am not. I'm going to get a few
cricket blazers and cricket flannels,

I'm going to get this cat with gold
braid round it.

Do you think I ought to have my name
picked out in gold thread? Elmo, you

won't it?

Nah, I think everyone will know who he
is, don't you?

Of course they will.

I think I'll have my wardrobe designed
by that bloke who did my dress suit.

You saw how I looked to you now, didn't
you? We did, we did.

I think I'll give you the bell now. Get
him started.

Avast, lads.

Avast, Elmo.

Of course, mind -boggling, isn't it?

Elmo loose in the Mediterranean.

Could do wonders for international
relations.

Have another bit of the fabric gone?

Motsburg Park without Elmo Putney?

Be a bit like Victorian England without
Jack the Ripper.

He's only going for a month or two.

Yeah, but you haven't seen The Fabulous
Five.

He could sail round the world three
times and still not even think to look

calendar. Oh, I wouldn't change places
with him.

No, neither would I, Eric.

Now I've still got me job, I think I'll
just plod on.

You might have got your job back, but
you still haven't done anything about

finding a flat.

We're moving Saturday, in case you've
forgotten.

I know, I've just been biding me time.

Now I know my financial position, I can
get the grips with the property market.

You've just been putting it off.

All right, I have.

You can't afford a bar, you know.

I know.

I'm going to rent.

Blimey, O 'Reilly, Eric, there must be
hundreds of places you can rent round

here. Just a matter of choosing one.

Hmm.

You sounded like Jean when you'd done
that.

Hmm. You look like her, then.

Right, I've made a decision.

You're going to adopt us all and take us
to Sicily with you.

A decision about who is going to manage
Bainbridge's.

I haven't come to it lightly because
each of you has qualities that I've

great store by.

It was a matter of choosing the one with
the best combination of those

qualities. The one I really think can
run the whole shooting match for me.

It's you, Sandra.

Me? Bainbridge? Yes.

Do you think I'm up to it?

Because I would really love to be up to
it. I would love the opportunity.

Then take the opportunity.

Thanks, Mrs Bainbridge.

Well done, Dondra.

No hard feelings.

And I want you to know that I shall have
no reservations about working for a

woman. Well, could you? You've been
working for me long enough.

Oh, yeah.

Jackal.

Well done, Titch.

Right. Sandra, get your stuff in here.
There's precious little time to get you

used to this side of the desk before I
go.

Yes, of course.

Everything will look the other way
round.

Hold on a moment, Jacko.

Listen, Eric, I've called you a cuddly
toy in the past.

I see.

For you more than that, I want you to be
Sandra's strong right arm.

I'll do my best, Mrs Bainbridge.

Would you want me to be her left
earlobe?

really put out, are you? Well, I'm not
exactly doing cartwheels, Veronica.

Would you have picked you?

I did run my own business once. Yes,
into the ground.

That was circumstances.

Yeah, you disappearing for six weeks.

You're a Peter Pan, Jacko.

So far as taking responsibility is
concerned, you haven't grown up.

Well, I could sit behind the desk so me
nappy wouldn't show.

Come on, I couldn't have given you this
job and you know it.

No, I suppose not.

Did I come second? No, third.

I walked into that one, didn't I?

And you let Sandra settle in before you
start to give her the sort of cheek

you've given me.

It's not in my nature to be cheeky,
Veronica.

I only did it to you because I thought
you liked it.

I shall miss you.

I shall miss you too.

Here, do you remember when you were
going through an especially bad patch

Lionel and we were thinking of having a
fling?

I still go red just thinking about it.

I'm glad we never flung.

Why? I'm not good enough for you,
Veronica.

That's been borne out by the fact I only
came third in the management state.

Well, uh, it's time we should go home.

Yes, I suppose it is.

Well, Leslie... Can I... come to the
wedding?

Oh, Leslie, you do find it so hard,
don't you?

Now the wedding will be complete.

I'm sorry I've been such a fit.

I shall try to make your mama happy.

I know you will.

Goodbye, Mummy.

I don't know how you put up with me.

Perhaps at the moment like this, I must
be the most horrible self.

Not too much contrition in one day.

Bye.

Bye.

What's that, Eric?

That, um...

Oh, that's the carpet sweeper. Oh.

Funny how they make them shape like golf
clubs these days, don't they? Look, it

doesn't take up a lot of room. I'm
nostalgic about it.

Oh, go on, then.

You'd smuggle it down there somehow. I
know you would.

Oh, go on, Jean. Let him take his
putter. He's taking it. He's taking it.

He didn't object to you taking that
awful plastic bust of Cliff Richard.

That Robin Spottiswood gave you on your
14th birthday?

No, well... What plastic buster, Cliff
Richard?

Well, it's just a little thing.

It's horrible.

Why haven't you thrown it away, then?

This is you who's died, this, isn't it?

Where have you been, anyway?

Down the electricity showroom.

Why? Well, I want to get one of those
cardboard boxes, you know, the big ones

that the washing machines come in.

Got to live somewhere, haven't I?

Finding out, are you?

Well, you should have warned me.

Well, we have been on and on and on to
you about it.

Yeah, but you didn't tell me how much it
was going to cost to rent a place, did

you? If you'd have bothered to look in
the papers, you'd have found out.

It's going to take half me wages to rent
a slum.

And there's food and social life to
think of.

You'll have to choose then, won't you?

We could do with losing a bit of weight
anyway.

The sympathy in this place is like being
wrapped in a warm blanket.

Have you actually looked anywhere?

Record might be a better word.

Last place I looked at, the bed comes
out of the wall.

I hardly touch it, a big bit of plaster
come out the ceiling.

The bathroom's three flights down on the
landing, you've got to share it.

And the cooker was like something that'd
come out of the Crimean War.

Sounds awful.

That was the best place.

Well, why not put more of your wages
towards getting a place that's halfway

decent? I don't want a place that's
halfway decent, Jean. I want somewhere

that's a bit stylish.

Big picture windows, nice view.

So that when you lure some poor
unsuspecting female through the door,

say, oh, what a lovely flat.

I'd love to stay here for a few days.

Might have been part of me thinking,
yeah.

It's cold outside.

You doing the weather forecast now, are
you?

No, I mean life.

You see, life doesn't have a
personality.

It's utterly cold.

It's up to every man to light his own
fire.

You should have been a hospital visitor,
Eric.

You'd have emptied the beds in no time.

I shall probably have a little cry
tomorrow.

No good you trying to get round me by
telling me that you love me.

No, I mean saying goodbye to the house.

Nears me thinking I was going to save up
for a year to come and visit you in

Reigate.

I shall probably start taking the Daily
Telegraph.

Why? Well, I'll be a commuter, won't I?

Oh, blimey.

There's him thinking about what paper
he's going to buy and I'll be lying on

embankment under one.

Do you remember when you fell through
the conservatory roof?

I was not showing off to the girl next
door, no matter what anybody says.

You didn't have a single cut on you.

There wasn't any glass in the roof.

Yes, there was.

Oh, yeah.

I'll get by.

Albeit in reduced circumstances.

Right, that does it.

The putter is not going.

No, no, no, put it back. It is going
over the garden wall, Jack. Hello,

Leslie.

These are for you.

For me? Why?

Well, I thought you'd be a bit sad with
your mum gone. I know I was when me mum

ran off with me dad.

Well, yeah, evidently I was a noisy
child.

But still, that's in the past.

Anyway, this is to cheer you up. That's
very kind. What is it? Open it, open it.

They're night dresses.

Yeah, novelty ones.

There's seven of them, one for each day
of the week.

I can see that. They've got the days of
the week embroidered on them. Clever,

isn't it?

Do you like them?

Yes. Thank you.

That's all right. And now for the cherry
on top of the cake.

You haven't bought me anything else to
wear.

No, I'm talking careers now. You see,
I'll go afloat today and I need someone

manage the place while I'm gone.

And, wait for it, here it comes.

It's you!

Obviously. Oh.

You're hardly going to find anybody else
at the 11th hour, are you?

Well, I thought you'd be overwhelmed.

And I'll do it on one condition.

Condition? This conversation's going all
wrong.

What condition?

That I have a free hand to turn this
place into what it should be. Oh, no,

are not turning it into a disco. Those
flashing lights make me fall over.

Not a disco.

A wine bar.

Well, it already is.

I mean one that attracts customers. You
want to take my pink away, don't you?

That's the first thing I do.

But that's what singles the whole place
out.

Exactly. Look, give me a chance.

I've got a lot of ideas. I know I could
make it work.

And if it's not a success by the time
you get back... I can change it back to

pink again.

Yeah. Well, I am having me upstairs
completely re -gutted and done.

I might as well go for the old shebang.

You won't regret it.

There's just one thing. You are not to
change the name. It stays as Elmo

Putney's Wine Bar, cos I thought that
one up meself. Oh, all right.

Hello, Admiral.

Ready to set sail?

Yeah. And I'll tell you why.

You've got to ask me why.

Oh.

Why?

Because... Yeah?

Yeah? Did you think of that one
yourself?

I did, I did.

Well, you're going to have the fabulous
five in stitches, you are, Elmo. Yeah,

I'm getting ever so excited. They'll be
here in a minute.

How does my garb grab you?

You look a real sea dog, Elmo.

Hello, Leslie.

What's in the box? Nothing.

Nothing?

Well, we only popped in to wish you bon
voyage, Elmo.

That's very nice of you. Eric and Jean
popped in earlier. They go tomorrow,

don't they? Yeah, I know.

And then Veronica and Marcello popped in
yesterday before they went. She gave me

a peck on the cheek.

And Marcello said... He said, um... Bini
Fortunata. Something like that. It was

in Italian, but I know he meant well.

Yeah, yeah. I hear you've come up in the
world.

Yes, I'm tomorrow's woman, Elmo.

And I'm tomorrow's woman's underling,
Elmo.

You've started, haven't you?

No, I haven't. Always bow to you and
call you madam when I come in the

shouldn't do it when I'm making up the
wages.

You can see which way this is going,
can't you? No offence, Sandra, but a

business brain like mine would have
chosen Jacko. Well, you know how women

together? Quite.

I've still got my job, even though it is
hanging by a thread. With me holding

the scissors.

Tyrant. How's the flat hunting going?

Oh, I haven't got enough ammunition,
Elmo.

Looks as though I'm going to end up
living in a converted rabbit hutch. Oh,

dear.

Here, just a minute.

You offered me one of your rooms not
long ago, do you remember?

Oh, mate, if only you'd said yes at the
time. I'm having it completely gutted.

I'm having it redone as an ocean liner
at sea.

You're going through quite a nautical
phase at the moment, aren't you, Elmo?

Yeah, I wonder why.

Who knows?

Yeah.

You're not having your windows turned
into portholes, are you? How did you

that?

Wild guess.

And I'll make a wild guess that you'll
have the ship's rail painted halfway up

your walls with the sea behind it.

And the golden sun setting on the
horizon.

I bet you'll have your kitchen done as a
ship's gully.

And hammocks in the bedroom.

You two are uncanny.

So you've read my mind. The only thing
you've missed out are the seagulls.

Not flying about indoors?

No, no, I've got a 24 -hour recording of
it to make it authentic.

I've got to see this.

I've got to hear this.

Hello, shipmates.

Hello.

Here. We're ready when you are. Right,
take the keys, stow your gear in the

Cadillac, and I'll be right with you.

Where did you find them?

On a table.

At the casino.

Oh.

Leslie!

I'm off now.

Don't go without your cap.

Oh, no, this tops me off, this does.

I'm pleased to see you resisted the
temptation to have your name on it,

I couldn't in the end. I mean, I am
Elmo, aren't I?

The one and only.

Ta -ra, Leslie.

See you in a few weeks or months.

Goodbye. Have a... Have a... Not every
time, but did you have in mind?

Hey, listen, when you have the place
redone, promise me you won't make it too

gaudy. I'll do my best.

Cheers, Sandra.

Bye, Elmo.

I'll look forward to the book.

Don't sing anymore. I'll get all
emotional.

Ta -da!

I still can't get over his shit, mate.

They just like a winner.

Elmo!

Elmo! Elmo!

No, no, don't!

No!

Filet, girls!

What, what?

Oh, yeah, look.

I was responsible for all this, wasn't
I? And I am eternally grateful.

Yeah, but what I want you to realise is
these girls, whatever they are, they

like a man who's a winner.

Got money.

Like you, Elmo.

Yeah?

Well, I don't want you to mistake it
for... Love,

Elmo. I know the score. I have matured.
Oh, good.

Yeah, you see, I'm at the stage you were
at years ago.

Only you're rich with it. Yeah. See,
I've got all your life ahead of me.

Deeply envious, Elmo.

Good luck, mate.

See you, Jacko. The sun has finally come
out for Elmo Putney.

It's funny to think that we've ended up
as, well, successful businesswomen, I

suppose you'd call us.

Yes, I suppose we are.

Funny, isn't it?

Everybody's moved on, or moved up.

All except Jacko.

Yes, he still doesn't seem to have any
idea where he's going.

He just cruises along, unreliable and
cheerful.

Yeah. Part of his attraction, I suppose.

Do you still fancy him?

Me?

No, we're just mates.

Do you?

No.

I'll get something to go with this.

What was all that about?

He's forgotten he's made wet.

No, he hasn't. He's got five of them
sitting in the car.

I wonder if there's any opals left in
Australia to find.

Hello?

Listen, Jackal, about this flat
business.

If you really can't find anywhere
decent... Jacko, it's for you.

Excuse me, sir.

Hello?

Oh, hello, Rick.

No, I didn't throw it over the garden
wall.

I left it behind the dustbins.

And you.

Jacko? Yeah?

I don't like the thought of you having
to live somewhere awful.

Don't you, Leslie?

I'll be quite lonely in that house all
by myself.

Oh, Leslie.

Excuse me, sir.

Because of you, because of you,

because of you,

because of you, oh, oh,

and you love nature, you love

nature.

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