All language subtitles for The Catherine Tate Show Christmas Special.eng

Look, this is my favourite. You've seen
this. Have a look.

Del Boy.

He's grown a moustache and become a
policeman.

Where's a little pork pie hat and a
Macintosh? Oh, he does look shy.

A touch of frost.

Who is it?

A touch of frost.

Well, put the fire on then, you silly
bastard.

Now, you see, what it is, Gavin, it's
step, kick, step, kick, hands, hands,

hands, pose.

You see, it's all in a mistake.

Hey, everybody.

Tori. I'm so sorry I'm late.

Can you settle down?

I'm afraid we've no time for a warm -up
tonight. We're going to crack straight

on. Based on your improvisations last
week, I've cast the Christmas pantomime

the following manner.

Julie Wishall, Cinderella.

Gavin Nelson, Prince Charming. Yes.

Leonard Mincing, Baron Harder.

Cliff and Wallace, the ugly sisters.

Pat and Ross, the comedy policemen. And
finally, Judy Warrington will be prompt

corner again. Sorry, Judy.

And everybody else will be magical
animals in the musical forest. Can you

that everybody gets a script?

Excuse me, Ursula.

Yes, Derek.

I think there seems to be some sort of
mistake, dear. Being a senior member of

the Gillies All Players, I think you'll
find I usually take quite a large part,

if you follow my meaning.

Oh, I'm sorry, Derek. I missed you out.
Of course you have a main character.

Yes, here you are. You're playing the
Christmas Fairy.

I beg pardon?

You're the Christmas Fairy.

What on earth are you insinuating?

I'm not insinuating anything.

Oh, my goodness.

You don't for a second think this has
anything to do with you being gay, do

You've been given the part purely on
your brilliant improvisation last week.

I beg your pardon?

I said you were given the part purely
based on your improvisation.

Yes, I heard that bit.

And it has nothing to do with you being
gay.

I've never been so insulted.

You mean you're not gay?

Oh, dear me, dear gay, dear no, dear.

Just because a man shapes his eyebrows
and likes a bit of Shirley Bassey, you

accuse him of parking his bike up the
dirt track.

How very dare you.

I'm sorry, Derek, I don't know what to
say.

I thought you were gay, Derek.

Yeah, I always thought you were gay.

What?

I think I've bent over backwards for
you, Lord.

Hang on a minute.

She thought you were gay. You say you're
not. What's the problem?

Who invited you to the party, dear?

I'm just saying, I don't see why you
should be so offended just because

thinks you're gay.

No, well, it's not your name and
reputation being besmirched all over the

is it, dear?

Well, I'm very proud to be a gay man.

Oh, dear, oh, dear, gay, dear. Yes,
dear, I can well believe it.

And what's wrong with that?

Look, dear.

You may choose to spend your time waving
your ding -dong to other men in public

toilets, but we don't need it shoved
down our throats.

I think we've heard enough. As director
of this group, I... Director!

Don't make me laugh. You couldn't direct
piss into a bucket, dear.

No!

playing Baron Ardon, you've got another
thing coming.

Come on, Leonard, we're off.

Ali! Hello, Mark.

Fabulous party.

Well, a party's only as good as its
guests.

Have you met Simon?

No, hello, I'm Ali. Hello, I'm Simon
Green. I'm managing director of

Oh, nice to meet you.

I'm just on my way to the kitchen. Can I
get you one of your drinks?

OK, I'll have a lager.

Uh, yeah, I'll have a Coke, thanks.

Okay, um, would you like me to take your
hat?

I'm sorry?

Um, would you like me to hang your hat
up? It's getting quite warm in here.

I'm not wearing a hat.

One orange juice.

Un jus d 'or.

One lager and one hat. Hair wig.

And I'm sweet.

You only get one shot. Do not miss your
chance to blow, because opportunity

comes once in a lifetime.

Yo.

We are so going to win this.

Million pound recording contract, can
you believe it?

That is fierce.

All right, just be cool, be cool, be
cool, all right? Hello, everybody.

My name's Richard Park.

Delighted to see you all here. I think
without very much more ado, I'd like to

get on with the action, if you don't
mind.

First off, it's going to be Lauren
Cooper, Lisa Jackson and Ryan Perkins.

Hi, guys.

All right.

We are the Fly Girl Collective featuring
MC Perkins.

Big it up, big it up, big it up.

In your own time.

Thank you, God, for this opportunity and
for blessing us with this talent and

for delivering us into the final. Amen.

Keep it real.

Easy.

love for saying do i love you boo i love
you too i miss you a lot that's why i

flew you out

all over the world for many, many years.

Seen some really good ones, some great
ones, and some bad ones as well.

However, that was simply the worst thing
I have ever seen.

No, you just need to hear it again,
because we were out a little bit in the

middle, and you were losing the beat. I
was fine on it, man. No, I can't afford

to carry you no more.

Carry?

You couldn't carry a hand?

than watch my own feet burn, sitting in
my own feces, being force -fed my

intestines rather than hear that song
again.

Your name?

MC Perkins. MC Perkins. I thought,
actually, you handled the rap quite

Uh, Lisa?

It is.

It is.

Lisa, it was all right.

And Lauren, is it?

Flag of Lauren from the Flag of
Electricity.

You can't sing.

You can't dance.

You've got no image. It sounds like a
stabbed cat.

You're a disgrace to singing.

You're a disgrace to music.

Actually, you're a disgrace to this
school.

Am I bothered?

You should be bothered. Well, I ain't
bothered.

You are bothered. You must be. Why would
you go... No, I ain't even bothered. Do

I look bothered?

Well, why would you go... Are you
farming cows?

What? I don't even farm cows.

Look, what...

What's that got to do with it?

I'm giving you advice. Do you like
Patrick Hilton?

I beg your pardon, I do not.

Are you Patrick Hilton's bitch?

What?

I'm a pop item. No. I've got what it
takes, mate. You have not. Do you manage

Will Young? Do you manage Will Young?
You have not. Who's Alex Park?

Do you manage Will Young? Oh, Will
Young.

You are. You'd like to be here.

Rubbish. Look.

I'm not bothered that you're not
bothered. What I'd like you to do is

yourself and your little friends off the
stage. I'm going to carry on here and

I'm going to continue this search for
real talent.

Turning the lights on now, then,
Margaret.

Oh, lovely.

You ready, then?

Yes, yes.

Turning them on now, dear.

Michael, for goodness...

So we're doing a bit of last -minute
Christmas shopping.

Listen to this.

And generally, when we're in town at
Christmas, we'll have a Christmas dinner

Darley's, won't we?

It's a pound more than the carvery, but,
I mean, that time of year, everybody

goes a bit mad, don't they?

Listen to Darley's. Listen to this.

And my sister Betty's in there with her
husband, Laurie.

Well, you went mad, didn't you?

The son of 23 and P's the bed. I ain't
got time for him.

So, we thought we might as well try the
food court at the Prospect Centre,

didn't we?

Famous last words.

So, we get into the food court, and
they're not doing Christmas dinner, are

they?

17th of November, and they're not doing
Christmas dinner.

Signs up saying the council won't let
them sell Christmas dinner till

Well, I mean, it's political correctness
gone mad, isn't it?

buy one, get one free voucher, you know,
for the food cart.

This is unbelievable.

So they said, that's fine, but it's only
redeemable at one counter.

Taste of the Caribbean.

Don't ask.

Ray said they only did that to see if he
were a racist, but he called their

bluff, didn't you?

How can I be a racist?

My great -grandfather was a midget.

So, we get this Caribbean food, don't
we?

Listen to me.

Caribbean curry and... What were the
name of that thing with it?

Plantain.

And you'll never guess what were in the
curry.

What meat they'd used to make the curry
with.

Now, this is unbelievable.

Goat.

They've made curry with a goat.

Goat? Curry?

They've made curry out of a goat.

Dirty bastards.

That ain't it.

Tell them what them plantains were.

Fried bananas.

This is in Cleethorpe.

Goat curry and fried bananas.

I was looking for Jeremy Beadle.

Fried bananas and goat curry, £8 .50.

And that was with the voucher.

The dirty, evil, robbing bastard.

No more vote, please.

I did. I did press.

Yeah, I know. To be honest with you,
it's only supposed to be used in

emergencies. Oh! If you just let it go,
I'll put it back. Let it go, love.

Actually, let it go. Let it go.

Ow!

Right, now I think what we need is a bit
of fresh air, don't we?

That's it.

Mind how you go now.

Oh, my God, mince pies.

Deep fins.

Oh. Oh, hello.

Do you know where Mrs Jacobs is?

Oh, you just missed her. Is anything
important?

Well, I was meant to give her these
pills, but I forgot.

Where was she supposed to take them?
Tuesday.

Oh.

It's only Thursday now. I wasn't
worried. Oh, I'm all over the place

I got lost twice. I was late for my
rounds and...

I keep forgetting to dispense the
medication.

Something tells me you're new.

How did you know?

Oh, God, I've been a nurse for a long
time. You know, you just sort of pick

these things up, you know what I mean?

Do you want to help me make a bed?

I'm Arthur.

No, Arthur.

That's a bit of an unusual name.

It's not often you see a female nurse.

name. I just prefer it.

Oh, you mad bitch.

You've probably seen me looking at you
in the canteen.

Oh, well, a lot of the nurses look up to
me. What can I say? I suppose I'm a bit

of a role model to them, you know, but
if you've got it, flaunt it.

Oh, you've definitely got it, Bernie.

Oh, thanks, Arthur. That's sweet.

At first, I wasn't sure whether you'd be
up for...

A bit of fun.

Oh, well, you've got to, haven't you? I
mean, you can get too bogged down in the

whole saving lives thing round here.

Actually, I was thinking of going out
tonight. Fancy a bit of karaoke.

What do you say?

Oh, yeah!

Oh, I love singing!

When I start with a day...

personality to match.

I know you feel the same way, Bernie.
No, I think you've got me wrong,

Arthur. You know, I mean, I've got
nothing against the old moth munchers,

Oh, it's not really my sort of thing,
you know what I'm saying? I mean, I like

bit of patsy climb, but that's about as
far as I'm willing to go.

Nurse Bernadette!

I thought I'd seen everything, but now
you're seducing the female staff.

No, sister, I can actually explain.

the men in this hospital?

Well, not all of them. There's a couple
of lads in A &E I wouldn't... Both of

you, in my office, now.

You can't sack us just because we're
gay.

That's right.

What you choose to get up to in the
privacy of your own homes is entirely up

you. But you... No, wait a minute.

You're not lumping me in the same
category as this mad fanny basher.

Your sexuality is not the issue here.
Oh, yes, it bloody is. For the love of

God, would you ever listen to me? I like
a bit of cock.

Here we go. This looks like our man.

Oh, no, ma 'am, that's not him. And how
do you know that?

Because that's not him.

That's not my informant.

So what have you got for us?

What? Come on, I haven't got all day.
Tony Bonito, where is he? I need an

address. Ma 'am, she isn't... Whittaker.

When I need your help, I'll ask for it,
OK?

I've been dealing with scum like this
since you were in Napa.

Benito, where is he?

I'm sorry, I don't know who you're
talking about.

Well, perhaps this will help you think
more clearly.

Oh, ma 'am. All I need is one address in
East London, so name your price.

200?

300?

OK, this is my final offer.

400. Whittaker.

I know.

My methods are somewhat unorthodox, what
can I say?

Sue me.

What do you say?

All this for one address in North
London.

I think he lives in Holloway.

Yeah, flat one, Holloway Road.

I think that's where he lives.

And I think we finally understand each
other.

Now move it, I don't want to see your
face around here again.

You see, Whittaker, the red ant can lift
eight times its own body weight.

Yet it can take Eamon home.

20 minutes to get up out of an easy
chair.

Sorry, but I've been working for two
months to corner Tony Benito.

My informer has never let me down
before.

But thanks to you, he probably saw all
that going on, did a runner, and now

never hear from him again.

What's the matter, you? Hey!

What do you think you're doing?

Where's your car?

Hey.

Even nicer place.

Oh, shut up, you face.

One

word.

Haggis.

This is on New Year's Eve.

The death.

Mum, what's happened?

I can't tell you. Why not?

Because you ain't going to believe it.
Tell me what you've done, babe.

You are going to think I am an absolute,
total, 100 % nutter.

Well, I know that already, don't I? Come
on, spit it out.

Well, you know we always do a secret
Santa in the office last day?

Secret Santa?

Yeah, you know, where we all put our
name in a hat and then we all draw out

name and buy a present for that person.

Except now we aren't allowed to spend
more than a fiver. since last year Gabe

Simon's bought Lisa a nice pair of
gloves and that bloke in account's got

right ump because he said that makes him
look tight and he didn't even know the

person he was supposed to buy for and he
thinks it's a stupid game anyway.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I remember, yeah.
Well, this year, I've only pulled

out the hat.

No!

No Shelley!

I know!

I thought that's all I need, isn't it,
after last year's fiasco?

What happened last year, babe?

Well, she got really excited because she
wanted the best of Jamie Cullum, but

she ended up with a bumper pack of
Inlet, which is a bit much because she

five o 'clock shower at the best of
time.

Nightmare! I know, we were treading on
eggshells all year.

So what did you do?

Well, I thought, what am I going to do?
But anyway, it turned out all right.

week, she turned to me and she said,
Sam, if Secret Santa ain't sure what to

me, tell him I want a pair of big silver
hoop earrings like Christina Reguilera.

So I bought the earrings, I wrapped up
the earrings, I put the earrings under

the tree.

And then, we're all unwrapping our
presents.

What's happened now?

Shelly's got her present. She's
unwrapped it. She's opened it. She's

one look. She said, cheers, babe, but I
don't smoke.

Don't smoke?

What was she on about?

I thought, what's she on about?

And then I looked over and she's only
holding a packet of cigars.

What's she doing with it?

You know what I've done, don't you? I've
only mixed up her earrings with those

cigars I was going to give to you.

is going to lock you up one day. Bang me
right up, won't I? What are you like?

I'm a lunatic!

Who is Christina Aguilera?

Oh, hello!

Bye, bye, bye, bye.

You hear something?

happens to me.

Love, I didn't expect to see you here
today.

Feeling better?

Fighting fit.

Maggie Johnson, there's a surprise
there. Don't you like this then, Meg?

it lovely, eh?

Good luck to Benny.

Benny's here and he's got his hat on.
Don't he look smart? Oh, that's it.

Hi, I'm Morris. Here we are again.

Here, I shall have a little drink with
you later, sweetheart.

That's it. Oh, isn't it lovely, eh? Oh,
yes, sweetheart.

Oh, isn't it lovely? See you. the old
faces, eh?

Don't they fucking stink?

I'm so glad you could make it, Mrs
Taylor.

Oh, I know, father.

Oh, I love you, Taylor.

Nice to see you, Jamie.

Can I get you both a nice cup of tea?

Oh, no, don't get him nothing, darling.
He drinks it all day. He ain't got a

job, see.

Yes, please, two sugars for both of us.
I'll take that.

Here.

Have you seen the state of the people in
here?

I don't know where they come from,
really, I don't. I ain't never seen a

like it.

I mean, have a look, that woman over
there, she's got head the size of a pig.

They're volunteers.

Volunteers? Have you seen them? I don't
know.

They look like the fucking monsters.

Dan, please.

the country, do you?

That fella with the turban and the hook.

They said they was going to have a
celebrity here today.

Now, don't be so rude. That's Malcolm.
You know him. He usually wears a

prosthetic hand. He must be having a new
one made.

Well, you'd think he'd have the decency
to stay at home till he had it done.

I shouldn't have to look at that.

I mean, fair's fair. It's Christmas, not
fucking Halloween.

I've ate before I came out.

I ain't touching that muck.

Actually, it's a Gordon Ramsay recipe.

Who is it? Gordon Ramsay.

Well, that's what I was to tell you.
Don't stop swearing.

No. Oh, no, I can't watch him.

Effing this and effing that.

No, no, that's diabolical, that is.

£126 I pay.

£126 I pay for a television licence to
listen to that.

Nan, you're a pensioner. You don't pay
for your TV licence.

Yes, I know that, but I've still got to
listen to him swearing, haven't I?

God, nothing, Ramsay.

What a fucking... Jamie,

would you mind helping me with the sound
system?

Sure, you'll be all right, no?

No.

Malcolm, do you want to come and sit
with Mrs Taylor for a while?

Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

Malcolm's our administrator.

Ah, good to see you.

Do you know, we've got a real mixed bag
of people here today.

Don't we just?

I think the news of our celebrity guests
must have leaked out, you know. I've

never seen so many people here.

Yeah, isn't it lovely?

Father Elliot asked me to help with the
PA system, but I'm afraid at the moment

things like that can be a bit fiddly for
me.

Oh, yeah, what's that, Sam?

This really?

Oh, I can't say I noticed, actually.

Really?

Yeah, that's because I'm a bit old
-fashioned like that. You know, I tend

judge people by the way they look.

Oh, sorry, that was quick.

Yeah, we're all up and running.

Nan, this is Charlotte. She's going to
be singing today.

Hello. Oh, hello, darling.

Hello, Charlotte. I'm Malcolm. We met
before.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. What are you doing?
You'll have your fingers off with that.

It's really nice... See you again,
Charlotte. I really do appreciate you

We've all been really so excited.

Mrs Taylor, I hope you enjoy your day.

Yeah, well, we ain't staying all day.

Nan, you know who this is, don't you?

Charlotte Church.

Yeah, you said, yeah, it's always lovely
to meet you, Charlotte.

No, Nan, it's Charlotte Church.

Do you remember?

Charlotte Church.

Of course I fucking remember. You only
told me a minute ago.

No, Nan, Charlotte's the singer you
like.

Singer?

Have a look.

I'm a Charlotte Church.

Yeah, I know.

Oh, don't you look beautiful, darling.

Oh, and I remember when you was a little
girl and you used to sing all them

little opera songs.

Oh, I must say you look... Beautiful in
real life, isn't it?

Thank you very much. Cos every time I
see you in them magazines, you're as

pissed as arse, aren't you?

I

mean,

everywhere you look, there's photographs
of you rolling around drunk.

Charlotte Church, voice of an angel.

liver of a wino.

I'm surprised you're paying time to come
here tonight, darling, because I

thought you spent most of your time
falling out of clubs.

Well, actually, I spend most of my time
singing.

Oh, well, I expect you do, sweetheart,
because my friend Jeannie, yeah, she

likes a shant.

She usually gives everyone a song when
she gets flattered.

in the magazines is just an image the
press has created for Charlotte.

No, your Nana's right. I do like a
drink. Maybe once I've done my bit, we

all have a bevy together later?

Oh, isn't it lovely, Freda? I tell you
what, you go and sing your song, and

after that, you two lovebirds can have a
last little drink on your own. No

interruptions. That's it.

No, please.

I'm sorry, I've got a boyfriend.

Yeah, we think he probably has as well.

Would you all please welcome to St
Thomas' Community Centre, Miss Charlotte

Church.

Why do you always do it? Why do you
always put me in embarrassing

Embarrassing situations? You want to
talk than enough with celebrities? Well,

I'm sat there with metal fucking
mickers.

Repair and Synchronization by
Easy Subtitles Synchronizer 1.0.0.0