All language subtitles for Sam S2 Ep. 9 - The World As It Is (1080p) (1080p_24fps_H264-128kbit_AAC)

What are these doing in the pot cupboard?

Oh, it's a good job you found them.

I forgot.

They came from Haywards and Cudder
yesterday.

Must have got it wrong the date.

And then for the funeral?

Aye, there was a card in it from Saul and
Aretha.

I put them in there so they'd not be seen.

Aye, better if they're not.

I'll take them round to Ethel's in a
minute.

Get your breakfast.

Come here.

No, when we get back home I said.

I'll go and pack.

Stop larking about, you'll be late for
work.

I prefer larking to working.

You don't have to tell me that.

Frank!

Frank, you behave as if I was a young
woman.

You're no chicken yourself.

Fully grown farm yard cock, I am.

No.

Ghosts again?

Just not the right time.

I understand you know, but it's only three
years.

Three years is a long time.

Oh, I'm sorry, it hurts you.

I understand.

It's only now and then and less and less.

I know.

Alan was a jealous man.

You're not, are you?

Some of me is.

But most of me says we're people,
not possessions.

We belong to ourselves.

I'll just take these round to Ethel's.

George, love.

George.

Oh, hello.

Good job I went back for me trousers,
indeed.

Where you sprung from?

Front door, don't you lock it?

Well, not worth pinching about three-piece
sweet in a duck's egg.

Brought a bouquet for me, have you?

There for Ethel.

Put him in water, will you?

What a cuppa, it's mashing.

It's today, is it?

Aye.

Have you told him?

Nay.

She were a bit naughty last night.

Tide might have turned against me,
so I kept me trap shut.

George, love.

Yes, love?

Are you there, George?

No, love.

Skies have cleared over England.

What do you want, love?

George.

Yes, love?

Spoil me, George.

She wants me to spoil her?

I'll be up in a minute.

She wants me to take her a cup of tea.

Well, go on, then.

I'll have one if you've made it.

You like it?

I'll make it thick like treacle.

It's a good job I'm on afternoons.

She kept me awake half the night.

Said she could hear the sound of doors
opening.

Could you not, me?

Certainly a-going on.

Did you hear that, she said?

Did you hear that?

No, I says he didn't, but I heard that.

What, she says?

I says somebody under the bed,
breathing.

Here, I'll take this up and sweeten it.

You'll need to.

She's right now.

I can tell from the sound of her voice.

There's yours.

Help yourself to sugar, eh?

I'm coming to spoil you!

I'm sure she got me them bits of rockstar
out of geography class.

I don't know.

You'd better ask him.

Do you have to come out in the street with
your breakfast in your hand?

Where is he?

Upstairs, sweetening Ethel.

Ah!

Well, if that's the best you can do,
you'd better not bother in future.

No, don't do that!

You're making it worse.

My best side of town.

Bloody carpet!

Bloody sodding carpet!

Go on, get out!

Sweetening her, did you say?

I don't think this is the right time for
you to ask him about rockstarters.

I'll ask him for you when skies have
cleared over England.

Eh?

And don't let everyone see you eating that
on the way back.

Now say, I chased a ragged rascal round a
rugged rock.

No luck.

Carpet!

The arse of a tip I went!

I caught my foot in it, he went all over
her.

He go now?

I need to tend them straight in case they
come.

You've got to stop them.

Well, I can't go through with it now,
can I?

I don't last for trouble, do I?

Look, is there anything I can do?

Nay, I'll just have to stop them,
that's all.

Life's a misery, ain't it?

Oh!

You'll be down in a minute, Mr. Corby.

Ah, thanks.

Have you finished that shot?

I'm sorry I've not shaved, but I
overslept.

I thought I might not catch him if I
didn't come right away.

Did Sarah say if she'd bring Tom round
later on?

No, she didn't say.

She was in bed when I came out.

Nice little place you've got.

Yes, it is nice, isn't it?

How's your dad?

He's not so bad, thanks.

Morning, Arthur.

Oh, I'm sorry to bother you this early,
Morris.

That's all right.

I wanted to catch you before you went off
to your work.

I wondered if you'd heard any whispers
about Hawkins.

Since the council meeting last week,
you mean.

Well, when they hold these
things in closed session,

you've got to find out
where you can, haven't you?

Well, closed session means we're not
supposed to know.

Do you want some orange juice?

Why don't you ring that chap at Hawkins?

What's his name?

Big Baxter.

I thought you'd ring me, your dad.

They're his clients, aren't they?

He said nothing.

No, he wouldn't to me.

Well, he's your dad, isn't he?

Yes, but not as far as the business is
concerned.

You see, they'll not buy
that land of mine until they've

got the answer on that that
goes to Toby Woodson's estate.

Is it not tied up yet?

Er, yes, it's Sam's now.

Where is the young bucket?

Well, he was in Germany last month.

That's right, he saw your son-in-law,
didn't Sarah tell you?

What?

No, no, she didn't.

I should have known if it was held up for
Sam.

He's dad's client, but he always writes to
me.

Dad fumes about it.

Not the way things are done, is it?

Well, not nowadays, it isn't.

It's all bloody forms and triplicate these
days.

It saves you chaps, I suppose.

You've got to have rules and regulations,
Arthur.

One time you had them to break them.

Now you've got to wriggle under the wire
and work your way round them if you can.

I mean, no wonder the country's in a
bloody mess.

95% tax, standard rate up sixpence, double
purchase tax, all in one bloody year.

Bugger crips.

Ah, but the beer's 10% stronger.

Working man's government do all right.

I mean, what's the price of scotch these
days?

It's an export, Arthur.

Export or die.

You believe the slogans, don't you?

It's a fact, Arthur.

It takes a sting out of
death, my God, it does,

when you can't keep
a bit back for yourself.

Ah, well, I'd best get home and get
shaved, I suppose.

Thanks for the tea, love.

Bye-bye, Mr Colby.

I'll let you know if I hear anything.

As long as it's something I'm entitled to
hear, eh?

Ah, well, you've got to rum with the rest
of your clan, I suppose.

Look, Maurice, I need to sell that land.

And to do it, I need to get Sam's.

Now, you do me accounts.

I don't have to tell you why I need to
sell, do I?

Right.

We'll go in the park afterwards,
shall we?

Would you like to go in the park,
free the ducks again?

A bit free with his bloodies, isn't he?

Hmm?

Oh, he forgot you were here.

He's got troubles.

His own making.

50-50.

He used to be so smart, to look at Amin.

Does he look seedy to you?

Hmm.

Sarah's mother dying didn't help.

Why doesn't Sarah do something about him?

He's done enough for her.

Criticising Sarah?

You carried a torch for all these years.

Rubbish.

Gone out, has it?

It was... illusion.

I used to try and tell you that.

You wouldn't listen.

Didn't want to know.

Look.

Well, I know now.

Hey, what's he doing out there?

Who?

Lord St Oswald.

Leaning against street corner out there.

He'd be waiting for the temperature to go
down in here.

Great clumsy lump he is.

He not spill tea on his mate's downpit?

Well, he did bring you one up.

So chuck it up, me eye.

He said you were awake in the night.

Me eye, I was.

Didn't you hear anything?

What sort of thing?

Well, doors opening and such.

Noises.

You know, feet.

Feet?

Footsteps in the night.

You've been listening to the man in black,
haven't you?

You'd be telling me there was somebody
under the bed next.

Well, there's too many people who know
about Sam's house being empty.

It's a wonder we've not had trouble
before.

Well, it's locked up, isn't it?

To all intents and purposes, it is.

Say, listen, why don't you write to Sam
and ask him if you and Frank can have it?

Doesn't he want it?

Well, he'll not come back here now,
will he?

Not if he's any sense he won't.

Well, put it to Frank.

See what he says.

I'm going round there now.

Would you like to come with me?

Well, to make sure there's no one behind
the door.

Now, don't you start putting ideas into me
head.

You're as bad as George.

He's still there.

I can't see him.

I can.

I can see right through that wall.

Well, is everything as you left it?

I think so.

I think it is.

Of course it is.

Paulie did it last, though, come to think
of it.

And I've not been in since.

Except to put a bottle in the bed.

Not every day?

Not every day, no.

No, just now and then, just to keep the
damp at bay.

Well, look, I'd better go and lock up.

I've got to go to the shops.

Is there anything you want?

No, no, I don't think so.

Do you remember this?

Les's a gramophone.

He got a lot of pleasure out of that.

That's why he's not come back,
you know.

Sam?

He's had a lot of bad memories for him
round here.

Les and your Alan going with the last
straw.

That and the master on at him all the
time.

He brought a lot of it on himself.

You can't forgive him for the way he felt
about Alan, can you?

He never let up on him, Erthal.

Except just before the end.

Well, that was somewhat wanted.

Came too late.

You know what he got against Alan,
don't you?

Jealous.

Because of Dora.

Right since when he were a lad.

He didn't even know it himself.

Well, don't you tell somebody a thing like
that.

I tried to once.

It wouldn't come off my tongue.

It's cold in here.

It wouldn't stop too long.

Life's for fun and fancy, he used to say.

Do you remember?

He had that Edna Davies here once.

All night.

Her what sings in clubs.

All night?

I only did it the once, though.

I thought Polly had found out.

I couldn't bear for his gran to think
badly of him.

Well, I think I'll light a fire in here.

Get a bit of warmth in the place.

I'll see you later.

Humming Ethel.

Sam.

George.

Hey, lass.

No luck?

Nay.

Why don't you go and telephone them?

Well, he might come while I've gone.

Do you want me to do it for you?

Nay, I'll hang on for a bit, eh?

She's got her eye on you.

Watch it.

Eileen and Frank brought that round.

They were worried about the damp in their
place.

It were Lizzie's.

Aye, I know.

You can always get rid of it if it takes
up too much room.

Aye.

Now, we'll just wait for
this fire to get in and then

we'll go next door and
we'll get you some breakfast.

There's no tea.

I know.

I looked last night when I got back.

Why didn't you come round?

What, one o'clock in the morning?

I took my stuff upstairs and got to bed.

Let's have a look at you.

Hey now, what's up now?

Keep an eye on that fire and I'll get some
more sticks.

It doesn't need any sticks, it's fine.

What's up, eh?

You're different.

You've changed.

Well, you know what your pat had say.

It can only be for the better,
she'd say.

She writes to me every month, you know.

Regular as clockwork.

Is he?

Aye, university suits her, eh?

It seems to.

How's everybody else?

How's Grant?

Well, didn't he get the letter?

Who from?

Me.

I sent it a fortnight ago.

I've come straight from Hamburg.

I've not been back to the shipping offices
yet.

I wrote as soon as it happened,
the same day.

Is she poorly?

She had a stroke a fortnight ago today.

She's dead, Sam.

I'm sorting them taters, I promised your
missus.

She'll find something wrong with them,
I'm sure.

Grandad.

You've come back, then?

Aye, I'm back.

Three years, is it?

Roundabout.

I read them letters you sent your gran.

Aye.

You know... Aye, I know.

I didn't get the letter.

Ethel just told me.

Aye.

Back for long, then?

Happened.

I've a fair bit of leave due, anyway.

You like it as much as you wrote?

Sometimes.

Sometimes I do.

Ethel said there's a cup of tea if you're
ready.

I've done sorting these.

I'll come up with you.

Aye.

The old shed, eh?

Brings back memories, does it?

Where's that bloody twine?

I used to smoke tab ends in here with Fred
Barretlough.

And Orlins, when he could pinch him off
his dad.

I know what you've got up to in here,
I know more than you thought.

I'll tie this bloody sack up later.

We'll go and have that cup of tea she's
making for us, shall we?

I'll take them.

Aye, I can up a pail of spud, you know.

I said I'll take them.

Whose is this?

It's ours.

What do you keep in there?

Here.

Open it and see.

Ethel's waiting.

Let her bloody wait.

It's the big one with the long apple.

It's...

It's me old jalopy.

It's been cared for.

I'd give it a rub now and then.

It was rusted, this radiator.

Terry Bent, he took it to that... that
place he works at.

Got it re-chromed for me.

Lost a lifetime, he said.

I wanted my gran to be here.

Aye.

But she's gone.

We can't have her.

Sam Wilson's back.

Since when?

He called round to see Morris late last
night on his way home.

Did you know he owned some land round
here?

Yes.

It comes between some that Dad owns...

and some that belongs to a company that
wants to buy Sam's.

Well, they've got Sam's and they'll buy
Dad's.

He was round early this morning.

Dad?

To see Granny.

Is he well?

Well?

He looked a bit... neglected.

It's not my fault, Jess.

I didn't say it was.

You noticed, though?

Well, of course I've noticed.

I'm sorry.

I just thought with one thing and
another...

You thought I was too tied up in myself to
notice that he was going to cede.

Don't apologize.

Oh, shut up.

Notice anything about me in that
direction?

No.

Oh, liar.

Remember how I used to rattle on about
clothes and what a better dress sense I had?

Haven't noticed you doing that lately.

I know why, too.

Because every time you see me,
I'm wearing the same old rubbish.

Know why?

Because David and I live on Totten's.

And he hates it when Dad spoils me.

Not come yet?

No.

Oh, you look froze.

Aye.

I want to go.

Go where?

To go.

Oh.

What do you expect me to do about it?

I'm not terminate.

Wait here for me, eh?

I'll go to my Dad's.

Here.

It's a green van.

Tell him I've changed my mind.

I can't go through with it.

I must have been off my head.

I'll go in and see him and put it right,
eh?

George!

I can't stop!

What's he like, Sam?

The same, mostly.

Except...

Well, a bit less.

You know.

What, aggressive?

Something like that.

Was it ever serious between you two?

Couldn't have been with you, of course,
because of Debbie, but with Sam, I mean.

That's it.

Search me.

You must know.

Come on, push her.

I thought he was, sometimes.

All right, you push her.

You push Julie, then.

Come on.

Here you are.

You take one side.

Usually, when I was fed up to the teeth
with things...

Not that I ever said.

He seemed to know, always.

Seemed to care, in a way.

I said to him once, what makes you so wise
about women?

I watched one suffer, he said.

He's retired now, you know.

About time, eh?

He got on the council after Toffee Dent
died, didn't he tell you?

No.

He's still got too much time on his hands,
even so.

Who has?

You have!

I'm the best judge of that, not you.

I'll, um, take these cooties out back.

You'll get none next year.

Young grounds worked out, except for
growing weeds.

Allotment.

Aye, a scraddy bit of topsoil.

Not like that, it's skeleton.

There's not much more we can do down
there, barkeep and a few pigeons happen.

Pigeon pie.

You remember that, do you?

Aye.

Hold it again, me.

We've to eat to live, you said.

It seemed a reasonable argument.

Aye.

Do you like it at sea?

On and off.

The money's not so bad.

You'll be going back, then?

Might as well.

Frank and Eilidh need a house.

Mine, you mean?

It stands empty when there's folks in
need.

Aye, I thought of that.

Of course, if there was a chance you might
be getting wed sometime or other.

Met your great-grandad, eh?

You can leave it too long, you know.

I know, it's passed through me mind.

Met somebody on your travels, have you?

No.

No, a bit before that.

Happened I should have gone through with
it when I had a mind to.

I've not done much for me life this past
three years.

You've seen the world.

Aye, I've seen that.

It's the world in your head counts most,
though, eh?

You said that to me before I left.

That piece of land is yours now,
they tell me, that told me left you.

Do you want me to sell it to council for
this factory that's offered?

No, they went shy on it after you left.

When Skeleton closed down, it come back on
the agenda again.

We had that chap, what's his name,
Hawkins round last week.

We're trying to get him to buy a piece off
Cuddy Road.

Doing me out of a customer, Grandad.

Feel the brass can you, burning your
pocket, is it?

I want red, that's all.

It's a pain in the neck to me,
his land.

It's an embarrassment to me and your Uncle
Frank.

We've an interest through you,
we felt obliged to push it to the road.

Well, it's a pain in the neck all round
then.

If you want it, take it, it's yours,
Grandad.

I told you, it's a bloody embarrassment.

It's your responsibility, you've told me
Wilson to thank for that, not me.

We're at it again, Grandad.

Bloody land.

Well, if I give it to charity,
you know what you'd say?

Charity undermines what we want as a
right.

We've been through it all, I mean,
what can I do that'll not divide us?

I'm going out for an hour or so,
I've somebody to see.

You've somebody at your door, missus?

You couldn't have bothered seeing to it
for me, I suppose.

By God, I'll hang on to me faculties if
it's only to do battle with you.

Let's go out back.

Oh, I'm sorry, George.

Mrs. Allen asked me to pop back and look
at a new wallpaper.

I was only gone a minute.

Ah.

Well, there's only one thing for it now,
love.

Brown cow.

Oh, thanks, Sam.

Is it all right?

Enough cheese in it?

Yeah.

Ta.

He come home for his dinner every night?

Every day?

Why not?

You must be sick of the sight of him.

Only pulling your leg.

You'd recommend it, wouldn't you?

Marriage?

Yeah, of course I would.

Why, are you contemplating?

I might be.

So many wild oats, have you then?

Yeah, there's a few in the bottom of the
baguette.

It's for good, though, isn't it,
marriage?

Not for everybody.

Of course, you know that, don't you?

Yeah, I know that.

The kids are quiet.

Don't get any false impressions.

It's their favourite piece.

Once it stops, all hell will break loose.

Three in three years.

You've not held back, have you?

You've not been thinking those three are
all mine?

Have they not?

I'm disappointed in you.

Only one, I'm afraid.

Sorry to go down on your estimation.

Who's are the other two?

Crossman's next door.

She's gone shopping.

You know them, don't you?

Peter Crossman.

Goes that little foundry down by the
sidings.

No, never met him.

You probably know her.

She's a Galwick girl.

Sounds like granny now.

You sure you won't stop?

No.

Eileen's getting something for me.

I said I'd be back in half an hour.

I'll go see to the kids.

Hello, love.

Hello.

Is Sam in there?

Hello, Sam.

Hello, Maurice.

Passing time?

Come on, give us a chance.

I've only been home a few hours.

I thought you seagoing chaps couldn't wait
to get back.

I'm not stuck on it.

Ready to settle down, then?

What, I?

I'm not going down the bloody bit,
mate.

Plenty of jobs around.

Round here?

Well, no.

I didn't imagine you'd want to come back
here.

Suits you, doesn't it?

Family business, three generations.

We've always lived round here.

Where do you think I'm from?

Darkest Africa?

No.

I didn't think it would suit you somehow.

Are you serious?

I might be.

Spoke to me grandad, by the way.

That firm that were interested in the
land.

They've been offered some somewhere else.

I thought it must be that.

Bit of a smack for Corby.

Well, he's sweated on it long enough he
can have it now.

Potatoes.

He won't want it now, though, will he?

Well, I want to get rid of it,
Morris.

Don't suppose there are any buyers now?

Leave it with me.

Oh, hello.

Come in.

I've called for the kids.

Where are they?

Cassie.

Mama.

It's come.

Aye.

You've put a few back, haven't you?

Aye.

I'm not fit for work.

Oh, well, you know what they say,
don't you?

You may as well be hung for a sheep as a
lamb.

Aye.

Sit down.

Careful.

There's an hour on.

I can't get over it.

First it's street.

And I've no dinner for you.

You do this for me and I've no dinner for
you.

I can't go to work with no dinner at all.

No, I'm sorry, love.

Oh.

Just this once, eh?

I, er...

I was going to take you for a run to
Seaside for the day when it was over.

I was saving the last of my petrol coupons
for it.

Have you used them on my dad instead?

No, not altogether.

I didn't think you'd come.

Well, you could have asked.

Well, you know what it says in Mrs.
Holland's.

Please do not ask for credit as a refusal
often offends.

We're getting changed.

We're going to Cal, aren't we?

Sorry, I forgot.

Well, you'll be all right as you are if
you can't be bothered.

Not the Queen's, is it?

I was going to take Gran to the Queen's
when I got home.

And round the shops
and the hedgerow where

she took me one Christmas
to see Santa Claus.

You went down the grotto in a submarine.

They shut the doors, the water came up to
the windows and you went down.

Clever devils, these Chinese.

I often wondered how they did it.

Where's Eileen?

Upstairs, getting changed.

Come in with us?

No, no, she's not up for pubs.

Everything all right?

I reckon.

Missed the wedding?

Ah, we didn't make a fuss.

We'd have gone to the registry office,
both of them.

She'd never have forgiven us.

What did you make of Dad?

What first impressions?

Ah.

He's desperate not to run out of things to
do.

Ah, I know.

It worries me.

He's still on the council, thank God.

And what's talking?

He might get made a magistrate.

God help the criminal classes.

Ha-ha.

He, er...

He says you're looking for a house.

But you might like mine, that's if I don't
want it.

You do, though, don't you?

Well, I don't know.

Let me think it over.

I'll let you know in a week or two.

Go for a bat's eye that can see in the
dark.

Anybody got any coal?

No, nobody's got any coal.

They all want to warm themselves at it,
but nobody wants to get it.

What's up with him?

He just made a speech.

Oh, you're not wearing that, are you?

It's got ink on it.

Oh, I've not brought another.

Yes, you have.

On the bed, upstairs.

I should go and put one on.

Shockedy.

Bored with us.

What makes you say that?

You look it.

Don't you ever say that again.

If I'm bored with anybody, it's with me.

Why didn't anybody tell me Cassie Dent had
got married?

Cassie Dent?

I didn't you know?

Nobody wrote me.

Oh.

I suspect nobody thought you'd be
interested.

Donny mob are waiting in the house.

They all want to warm themselves at it,
but nobody wants to get it.

I'll one with me.

I'm all right, Aidy.

Well, it's impump if you want it.

Right, thanks.

Have they told him yet, your uncle,
whether he's been chosen?

Chosen for what?

He's been nominated for MP for round here
when Jack Simpson retires.

Didn't he tell you?

A bit of a dark horse, isn't he?

I reckon he must be.

Aidy, give us a duel of hours.

All right, all right, I'm coming.

What was that?

Tens.

Go on.

What's this, then?

Eh?

Frank Baratluff, MP.

Who told you that?

Aidy says you've been nominated.

I've been shortlisted.

I've not been before the selection
committee yet.

What's Eileen think to it?

She takes what I want as being what she
wants.

A lifetime waiting on a box, eh?

I'll try to get her to make up her own
mind on things.

She's content to have it her way,
that's all.

Except when it comes to ties.

Aye, except when it comes to ties.

Grandad says they're not going to want
that land of mine now.

I'd not say too much about it if I were
you.

It was done in close session.

I told Morris.

Better time to keep quiet about it,
then.

You know...

Grandad could have had that land of mine.

Well, that park of his, if there hadn't
been sidings in the middle.

He'll get it before he's done.

It's on the cards anyway.

Don't you think we'll clean the place up a
bit?

It's an up-built job, eh?

Aye, it's that.

We've got everywhere well lit now.

There's a fair bit of building going on.

There'd be more if it wasn't for this
uncertainty about Cuddy closing.

When this is short of coal...

Ah, well, we're looking at some places not
being economical.

We'll be able to pay if it does close.

It's not just the adults.

What is there round here for lads leaving
school?

It's not just industry we need.

We need the right sort of industry.

Sewing factories are all right for women,
but I can't see crowds of airy-miners

turning up with their snap-tins and
doddlies.

Well...

we'll have to get you into that
parliament, Frank.

I have to go.

Yes.

What about you?

What about me?

With the baby in the next room, I'm
supposed to be looking after, ain't I?

Right, then.

I'll come back later and let you go.

Yeah, all right.

I'll have to go.

Oh, will you stop saying, I'll have to go?

You sound like somebody with bladder
trouble.

Well, get yourself gone, then!

Now, Cushy.

Now, Cushy.

Cushy.

Now, Cushy.

He's waiting for you to say, please,
looks like.

Er, please.

I'll have to... I'll go.

Where's me old bloody house?

I know.

I told him to come here.

Doesn't look as though he's here yet,
though.

Where's your key?

I can smell scent.

Have you had your fancy women in here?

Oh, Sam!

I've come to free you for to go round
here, if you can tear yourself away.

There's a babby in the next room.

I know there's a babby in the next room.

That's what I'm here for.

I knew about babbies before you was born.

There's nothing you can tell me about
babbies.

Of course, if you can't tear yourself away,
it takes a bit of willpower, I'm told.

I can tear myself away, though.

There.

Are you satisfied?

Whose babby is it?

Cassie Crossman's.

Dent that was.

They've got one round at Naylor's and
we've got to the run.

Do you want to have a peek at it?

Aye.

I thought it might have been Cass...
Cassie and Sam at one time.

Aye, you and a lot more.

Came as a shock to him, haven't you
noticed?

That's what's been at him, is it?

Well, none of us wrote and told him.

And they all thought the other had.

And we all thought as
I did, it had come as a

shock and we'd best
leave it for somebody else.

Did he write to her?

I don't know.

I didn't ask him.

I suppose he thought you'd still be the
same as the day you left her, didn't he?

No, I haven't.

You can switch it on if you want to.

Nay, I don't want it, bloody contraption.

Therefore, folks, we're not better to do
with the time than things.

Do you think he'll go away again?

That's very good, George.

You're light on your feet for a big,
heavy chap.

Aye, I'm not that heavy.

What is it then?

All muscle and all wind.

Oh, Jesus.

Looks a nice house you've got up there.

I like it, yes.

Bit of a change, eh?

Yeah, bit of a change.

Hey, what happened to your brothers and
sisters?

Well, little George lives with us and the
others are at the old house.

They're all working now.

How's Cassie Dent?

Cassie Crossman.

Aye, Cassie Crossman.

How's Cassie Crossman?

Contented.

Aye, we don't want that, do we?

Come on, you can play the Johanna,
give us a tune.

Come on.

Something we can sing, Sarah.

Sam, I didn't know you were an old friend
of Cassie Crossman's.

It's in school.

We were uneducated at the same place.

We thought we'd like to ask you up next
week.

Peter Crossman would like to see us.

Who's for another?

I'll have another.

Have a nice time.

Granny's taking his glasses off.

If you were the only boy in the world And
I was the only boy Nothing else would

matter in the world today We
would go and... Come for my lass.

Dad?

I've got the car outside.

I didn't want you to get wet.

Maurice was running me home.

Have a drink, Arthur.

We've all had enough.

It's time we took Cassie home.

I'd like to talk to her.

You've not left Tom on his own.

No.

I've got to run Duffy's business in.

Party's over then?

Yes, the party's over, Arthur.

I want to see you.

Right, I'll come round.

You'd better take him home.

Maurice will take him.

What about you?

You can leave me the car.

Stopping a bit, are you?

Maurice will take you, won't he?

Yes, yes, of course I will.

I want to see you now.

Good.

Are you ready then?

Stopping a bit.

I'll see you later, Dad.

Good night, Arthur.

Good night, Sam.

They've gone?

Yes.

Would you like a drink?

No, thanks.

I've committed myself to drive.

Shouldn't you be going back to Germany?

Not this time of night.

He'll be missing you.

Will he?

I went to see him at your...

your room in Cologne.

Our room, yes.

Got any tip, had he?

Aye, a bit.

That's how he likes it.

A little tip all his own.

How did you get on with him?

He's a bit of an intellectual snob,
you know.

He can be.

He can make you feel very inferior.

I liked him.

That's a surprise.

I didn't think he'd be your type.

Well, I don't think he knows what he
wants.

I thought you said he missed me.

Well, I meant in his head.

Ah, well, that's the last place you'd find
me.

In his bed, yes.

In his head, never.

Do you think you ought to talk about him
like that to me?

You're a stranger, are you?

Well, how's your lad?

His eyes are like yours.

His eyes?

Blue, like yours.

Remind me to introduce you sometime.

Aye, I will.

You don't want me to stay, do you?

No, no, no.

It's, er...

I'm a bit lost with it all.

Lost?

Coming back here.

Three years gone.

You look at it.

Touch things.

You go into a room and there's nobody
there.

Where's it all gone?

All?

Your life.

Bach still just a noise?

No.

No, no.

I like Bach.

He's good company.

Remember me saying something to you once?

I said, why are you so wise about women?

Did you?

I hope you've not lost it.

I hope it's still there.

Goodnight.

Goodnight.