All language subtitles for Sam S3 Ep. 3 - Compensation (1080p) (1080p_25fps_H264-128kbit_AAC-engelsk)

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I don't like the white one, I like the
yolk.

You better not let your father hear you
say that.

You know what he says about waste?

You don't mind waste, do you?

Of course I mind waste.

I mind waste too.

Anyway, it's Christmas in a week, so
you'd better not upset him, had you?

Why don't you ask your mother to tell you
where she puts them?

It's Chris who upsets him, not me.

He's got his underpants again.

Or his vest.

Don't say anything about it, he's coming
down.

He knows where they are, really.

He does it on purpose.

He doesn't like clean underwear.

It's psychological.

Shh!

Why don't you tell him where his
underwear's kept?

She does every day.

I didn't ask you.

I've only had one time, that's all.

It's not about it, it's psychological.

Eat that white up.

I am doing.

It's Christmas in a week, we're all being
good.

You could have fooled me.

Oh, Sam, they are, really.

Have you got Tom's bike yet?

Come on, finish that and go and clean your
teeth, both of you.

I've finished.

Tom, go and find Chris' underpants for
him.

I've found them.

Well, hurry them up.

Tell him his breakfast's going cold.

He just says he likes it better cold.

Awkward little sod.

Sam.

What's this about a bike?

It's all right.

I've seen to all the presents.

I knew you wouldn't have time.

You've paid for it?

I put a deposit on it.

There can't be much in the accounts.

The down payment on the car must have made
that look a bit sick, didn't it?

It's all under control.

Go on, get off to work.

We'll have that talk after Christmas,
shall we?

After Christmas, yes.

It's great-grandad Barraclough.

Come in, great-grandad Barraclough.

You're an early bird, aren't you?

I said I'd come and prune them fruit trees
for you.

It's still dark out there.

You're going to prune them big
candlelight?

Thought you weren't supposed to do it when
there's a frost.

If you think you know better than I do,
you'd best do it yourself, hadn't you?

Get off to work and leave it to somebody
that knows something about it.

Yes, grandad.

He thinks he knows it all, your dad.

He knows naught about fruit trees,
though, does he?

It's all right, I'm going.

Oh, it's you.

Come on.

Disturbed your beauty sleep?

I thought I'd go and lie you in weekdays.

I'm on holiday.

Lie you in weekdays.

I don't have long holidays.

I'd swap New Yore hours for mine any day,
brother.

And your hourly rate.

We've been fighting for 15 pounds a week
for junior doctors.

It's your pittance.

Plus overtime.

15 quid a week plus overtime.

Oh, we don't get overtime.

You need a union more than your mother
does.

What's that?

Oh, I've got a pottery class at night
school tonight and Christmas coming up.

I thought I'd call on my way and see if
she's heard anything.

She hasn't.

Have they taken her time?

Are you sure they won't settle?

They won't settle out of court.

Not for a son like that, I promise you.

They'll fight.

That's what he wants, isn't it?

You want this to go to court as much as I
do.

She doesn't.

Well, you can make her see why we've got
to do it, can't you?

She doesn't see things like we do.

You're sure she'll not risk losing her
claim?

Look, I've helped on dozens of
compensation cases.

It's the amount they'll contest.

They can't contest liability.

In the end, we'll agree
to what we'd have got

in the first place
without going to court.

But Crossman's will
get the publicity they

deserve for the way
they backslide on safety.

Will they, though?

I'll see that they do.

You party intellectuals from London.

You haven't got much faith in the rank and
file, have you?

What party am I supposed to be an
intellectual member of, for God's sake?

My own, Rodney.

Communist Party.

What ever gave you that idea?

Jumped to conclusions, am I?

I've never belonged to a party in my life.

Party are better off for that.

It hurts when you want to belong.

You feel you can't anymore.

Fled the ranks, eh?

Hungry, was it, or what Khrushchev told us
about Stalin?

Both.

Yes.

I think I'd have been in trouble there,
too.

As long as we keep the red flag flying,
eh?

In between the pottery classes?

Something to do while you work it out.

Mr Tripp, did you want to see me?

No, no, I was just asking if you'd heard
anything.

I gather you haven't.

Is something wrong, then?

Oh, no, no, good heavens, no.

Just checking on my way in, that's all.

I'd better be off or I'll be late.

Yes, yes, all right.

Look, don't bother to come traipsing
round.

We'll let you know if we hear anything.

Aye, well, it'll be after Christmas now,
I suppose.

Aye.

Keep that flag flying.

What flag?

Search me.

Seems an awful lot of money to me to be
asking.

More than me dad was worth to me.

You think it's possible to put a price on
him, do you?

You know I don't.

I was thinking of what he'd have wanted
for you.

Was I such a blessing to him, then?

He thought the world of you, you know he
did.

Do I?

I overheard him once,
chuntering to himself after

we'd had a row about his
not being able to find work.

She'll miss me when I'm gone, he was
muttering.

That's before you were born.

We've been through times you'll never
know.

But he's right.

I miss him.

I do.

I wish he could know how much.

He did.

He does, wherever he is.

You don't believe in the hereafter any
more than I do.

You don't have to comfort me.

I know the facts of life.

I wish I could talk to Sam about it.

Well you can't.

We agreed it was best not to.

He works at Crossman's and it was
Crossman's fault it happened.

Was it?

Your dad went off to work in the state.

And we know why.

Because of that row he had with that old
devil next door.

That's got nothing to do with it.

They took it to heart with George.

Things like that.

Hard words hurt him.

I should know.

More than his fair share from me in his
life.

They hurt him, hard words.

They made him careless of life.

You mustn't say things like that in court,
Mum.

In court?

What court?

I meant if it should happen to get to
court.

It mustn't.

Sam said it mustn't.

Oh, Sam, we have to do what's right,
haven't we?

Right for who?

For everybody.

For you, mostly.

I trust Sam.

Well, you trust Billy, don't you?

He's Sam's family.

He's on the management of Crossman's too.

You think that'll make any difference to
Sam?

He wouldn't want it to.

But he's not perfect, Mum.

It's bound to make a difference.

Yeah, thanks.

Cheerio.

When are they going to give us a decent
office?

We've only had this eight years.

Sarah's dad did it up for him.

A craftsman of the old school,
obviously.

Yeah, it's a bit old-fashioned,
I suppose.

He was like that, Arthur.

He went bankrupt, didn't he?

Yeah.

He wasn't a bad sort of bloke.

I don't suppose I'd be here now if it
weren't for Arthur.

Surprised you are still here.

Still, you'll have Stan's job in a couple
of years' time.

Works manager.

You're giving me hell.

You won't drive me too hard, will you?

What makes you think I'll get Stan's job?

You will.

Everybody says so.

Don't I ever say so?

What are they going to do, draft me?

You'll be offered it anyway.

Because I know Crossman and Naylor,
you mean?

No, I didn't mean that.

I meant you're the right bloke for it.

Come off it, Nick.

I know what you meant.

I'm glad you've got it off your chest.

He can't sit opposite a bloke
as long as we've sat here

and have got some idea
what's going on in his mind.

It's better said than stored up there.

What makes you think I'd want Stan's job
anyway?

That's what we're here for, isn't it?

To get on.

To make more money, you mean?

Well, yeah.

I mean, I could certainly do with a bit.

We're in the wrong area.

We should be down in the Midlands.

You know what Collinson got when he went
down there?

Well, if you want it that bad,
why don't you follow him?

Family.

Wife won't leave her mother.

You know.

Tell her if she wants it, she'll have to.

I don't see why she should, to be honest.

Anyway, she'll not, so that's that.

We'll put in for Stan's job when he
retires, then.

In competition with you?

Maybe.

Maybe not.

What's the stock position on crankshafts?

Same as last Monday, Stan.

We had a delivery.

You remember?

Oh, I remember.

Oh, there's a suggestions meeting at 11.

I can't be there to take my place,
will you?

Stuff's on me desk.

Safety ideas, mostly.

You'd have to be there in any case.

Stan.

Can we get something straight?

How long have I supposed to be in charge
of safety?

Well, it was last spring when we talked
about it, wasn't it?

Only, uh... You see, I don't
remember agreeing to take it on.

There's nothing in writing, Stan.

I don't put everything down in writing,
do I?

No, you don't.

Oh, Nick was there, weren't you?

Oh, I was there when you talked about it,
yeah.

Well, what impression did you get?

Well, uh... As Stan says,
Sam... PHONE RINGS Ransley.

Oh, yeah.

Uh, here, Stan.

Hang on.

Darn it.

Yes?

Ah.

Yes, uh... No, I,
uh... Yes, right.

Later on, then.

Later this afternoon.

Right.

Where have you gone?

Sorry.

I am right about that, aren't I?

I did tell him I wanted him to do the
safety job.

Well, yeah.

That's what you told him.

I'm freezing to death.

Get yourself in, then.

I'm not budging from here till you come.

I'll just finish this.

I said, leave me be.

I'll just finish this.

And you're not to come out again.

It's too cold.

You'll catch pneumonia.

I'll have something for you to eat.

Something special.

Spoiling me?

Oh, I don't get spoiled much these days.

Why doesn't he let me show him how to do
things himself?

Well, I know now, don't I?

You've got more time than him,
have you?

Work him hard, do they?

Ah, they will.

And for naught if he lets them.

He's thinking of leaving, I think.

If he says so.

Oh, no.

He'll not tell me till he's decided.

He's all wrapped up in it in his head.

As if he's waiting for something to
happen.

Don't ask me what.

Let's go and show him.

Morris is up with them at the moment.

Why can't I see him?

Well, it's to rest when Morris comes down.

You can see him
tonight, perhaps, if that's

any use, but otherwise,
no, Sam, I'm sorry.

Taking a turn for the worse, has he?

Yeah, taking a turn for the worse.

Shouldn't you be at work?

This is work.

Well, can't you talk to Morris about it?

He'll be down in a minute.

We don't always hit it off these days,
Morris and me.

Why not?

He comes round home and tells me where I
fall short as a father.

Anyway, he only listens when he wants to.

I don't complain that often, Cass.

I like somebody to lend an ear when I do.

Somebody like Peter?

He's that sort of bloke.

You used to like me once, didn't you,
Sam?

What a silly word, like.

You were... what was it we used to say in
those days?

You were screwy about me, weren't you?

A lot of water under the bridge since
then, Cass.

You were great with the girls then,
Sam.

Dozens.

So many, I can't remember.

One that used to work down the clubs had
an... what was her name?

Sowed all your wild oats, didn't you,
Sam?

Happen.

There's been one man in my life.

Well, one and a passing fancy.

That morning in the
kitchen when you brought

young Tom round to
stay with us for the day.

You see, when you've
lived a life as chaste as

mine's been, you remember
even the passing fancies.

Oh, Cass, it's all behind us, that sort of
thing.

We laugh about it now, don't we?

Sam, he says there are some tablets you
should be having at about this time.

Right, I'll go and settle him down.

He'll come tonight, then.

Ah, he'll come tonight, Cass.

How is he?

I'm so good.

I'm glad I've seen you.

Who's advising your aunt about the
compensation claim for the accident?

The union.

Billy Tripp?

I thought it might be.

I'm glad it's not you.

Why?

I think he's doing her a disservice.

The science of the claim.

They obviously want to make her a song and
dance about it.

The insurance company can't possibly
accept it.

It's bound to finish in court.

Got jackets like that?

Golly, picking shovel would be more to the
point on this bit of a thing.

He did volunteer.

Aye, you can tell I wasn't ever in the
army, eh?

Stop the tea as well, if you like.

I'll stop and keep you company,
if you want.

Frank and Eileen are in London,
aren't they?

Do you see much of Pat?

I'd see a lot more of her if her mother
didn't frown on it.

I can't go round there, you see.

It's having somewhere to go that you miss.

What makes you think he might believe in
this, Sam?

Scrossmans, what makes you think so?

He's restless.

I haven't seen him like this for years.

Not since before we were married.

It's something to do with turning down
that job, I think.

He didn't want it, and it's made him
unsettled somehow.

I'm not supposed to know about that,
am I?

Who told you, Sam?

Nay, he never tells me, no.

Well, Frank told me, so I had to keep it
to myself.

If he'd taken it, it'd have meant retiring
Stan Elton early.

He didn't want Stan to know till Sam had
made up his mind.

Well, they'll get somebody else now.

They're waiting for Peter Crossman to get
back to work, I should think.

Why did he turn it down, did he say?

It'll be longer hours.

He wants the time, he said.

And what do you want?

What can I do with the money?

I can't tell him that, though.

Why can't you tell him that?

I don't want him to take a job he doesn't
want because of us.

Well, you're his family, aren't you?

I want him to have more time, too.

I've had a taste of what he'll be like
these last two years, the way he's worked.

You don't get it both ways, love.

I've worked many a shift
when Polly and Sue have

had me at home because
she knew I were flaked out.

They might want for less this generation,
but they're still slaves to work.

Them that's prepared to work.

And they've still got to carry them that's
not.

Why don't you talk to him?

Me?

Nay, he never talks serious to me.

Mark, I think why not?

He's always quoting you.

Grandad used to say this and Grandad used
to say that.

One generation stands on the shoulders of
another, he said the other night.

You have to work for that as much as for
yourself, he said.

It was something he'd
heard you say years ago

at a meeting at the
Miner's Welfare, he said.

He remembers that?

No, Wilson's taken his place.

He's got the stuff here on his desk.

I don't know how he's been out for the
last hour, that's why I rang you.

Oh, um, it's all right, he's just come in
now.

In with that.

Suggestion's meeting in ten minutes.

I know, I'm back, aren't I?

Just a reminder.

Mr. Wilson.

Me?

Mr. McKenzie asked me to give you this.

He's sorry to be late, it's his opinion on
Suggestion K627.

Is it?

Yes.

I'd better read it then, hadn't I?

I think that was the idea, as a matter of
fact.

Who's she?

Boris Naylor's new secretary.

What's she doing giving me stuff from
McKenzie?

Well, Naylor lends her out
round the works when anybody

rings up to complain they
need more secretarial staff.

You know what a tight old sob he is.

I wish he'd lend her out to me.

Oh, I didn't know you were like that,
Sam.

Like what?

Well, you know.

I don't know.

I don't know what I'm like, Nick.

Go on, tell me.

Tell me what I'm like.

Are you back then?

Yes, I'm back.

Off to the meeting?

Yes, I'm off to the meeting, Stan.

Billy?

Yes, Sam?

I want you to have Ethel's case kept out
of court.

What are you playing at, Billy?

What's the game?

Game?

It's not your style, Billy.

What is it?

You've handed in your card.

Send them back their book of rules.

Put it in an envelope and post it to
Moscow.

I don't get it.

All right then, Billy.

Where's Nelson Corbett?

He's over there, isn't he?

What do you want him for?

He was here that Sunday.

My uncle was killed, wasn't he?

No.

He bloody was, you know.

I've looked in the book.

He wasn't in here when it happened.

Where was he then, Billy?

He's in the book.

He got paid.

He's gone to the bogs.

Before the accident, you mean?

That's right, Sam.

Before the accident.

You'll not be offended if I ask him.

Why, I'll be offended, Sam.

I just told you.

He's gone to the bogs.

You should make some more calls soon.

Your dad used to get home calls from his
mates.

That'll be another expense.

Shove some more on and stop complaining.

I'll get you some.

You'll not, you know.

I shall stand on my own two feet.

I shall not depend on you.

You're as bad as me grandad.

Frank said he would
have run out without saying

anything if he hadn't
kept his eye on him.

Dad used to get him cheap calls,
too.

Have you... have you been round today,
then?

I went.

He was out.

No need to stop away from him for me,
you know.

I shall not.

It's between me and him.

I don't expect other people to turn their
backs on him because of me.

I'm not a vindictive woman.

You give a good imitation of it sometimes.

You've not had him to put up with over the
years like I have.

That's more like it.

Thought you were softening for a minute.

You'd better order some more call
tomorrow.

Look, don't argue.

We shall come to the same conclusion in
the end.

Anyway, I'm living here, aren't I?

If you want to freeze to death,
you can go into the other room.

I'm keeping this one warm.

How long will you be living here?

Why?

Do you want me to sign a contract?

I don't know what you want to come back
here for.

There's nothing for you here.

Why do you want to come back here?

Oh, I've not come back to look after you.

If that's what's troubling you.

I want to do pathology at Leeds.

I always have done.

I just wish I didn't have to wait until
after Christmas.

Did something go wrong for you in London,
then?

Something go wrong?

Evans, what a man.

It's all that tripe you've been reading.

Tripe?

I like tripe.

I've always liked tripe.

What do they use it to insult folks with?

You're not putting that kettle on again,
are you?

Sam!

Hello.

Hello, Ethel.

You've got dew on your hair.

Aye, a bit of a mist.

A drizzle.

Oh, I used to like it down the road at
night when there'd been a bit of a mist.

I wish they'd left them old lamps up.

They've spoiled it.

You've come over to see your grandad,
then, have you?

Pat said he was out earlier on.

No, he's round at our house.

I've come to see you.

Has Billy Tripp been around?

Aye, he was here early
this morning, finding

out if we'd heard
anything about the claim.

Pat saw more of him than I did.

Samuel!

Samuel?

I'll give you Samuel.

You're not too old to get a thick ear,
you know, miss.

That's how I used to get the girls,
you know.

Rough stuff.

I'll get the tea.

Hey, have you come straight from work?

You will have.

You'd not say no to sandwich now,
would you?

Oh, we haven't any.

I'd better say no, then.

No, tea, I mean.

I'll go and borrow some.

Look, don't you go before I come back.

She seems bright enough.

She likes to see you.

Does she?

She's softening to grandad a bit,
I think.

Well, I think that's good, don't you?

Course I do.

Why do you need to ask?

The insurance company are taking the case
to court.

Did Billy tell you?

He didn't know when he came round this
morning and they've not told us yet.

We expected they might, though.

What, Ethel did?

No.

Billy did.

I did.

We did.

Doesn't worry you, then?

Not if it's the way to do the best for
everybody.

Everybody?

Who's everybody?

I would have thought Ethel was everybody.

We've an obligation to see it doesn't
happen again, haven't we?

A social obligation.

Oh, aye.

You and Billy been getting your heads
together, have you?

I might have known.

You belong to the same club, don't you?

Oh, I know your brand of socialism,
Sam.

But I didn't think it dissented to
covering up for them.

Even if you are one of them.

Am I?

Well, answer for what I am, Pat.

Don't start calling me a bloody
deviationist or whatever the latest word is.

I'm not one of your Amstead Reds.

I never stood on line for me grandad.

I'm damn sure I'm not going to do it for
you.

Go back and preach on Speaker's Corner.

We've work to do up here.

You're one of them at last, are you,
Sam?

I don't answer questions like that.

I'm sorry.

You shouldn't bark at me.

I'll tell you what they tell you.

The crane's been put right.

The reason it went wrong won't happen
again.

Nothing will happen because of a court
case that won't happen without it.

There'll be nothing gained.

I dispute that.

Well, I'll tell you something else,
then.

The reason the accident
happened was because the chap who

was supposed to look after
safety turned his back on the job.

He won't do that again, I promise you.

Tell Ethel I'll come round for that cup of
tea another time.

Think it over and let me know then,
eh?

And if that's not a good enough reason to
let it go through as it should,

I might have another one.

I've been asleep.

How am I supposed to get you back up again
now, eh?

You shouldn't have insisted on coming down
and I shouldn't have given in.

I'll manage.

Well, Morris is here as a matter of fact,
but I'm getting that phone installed in

the bedroom tomorrow no matter what you
say.

Could have had it there all this time if
you hadn't been so obstinate.

Ah, you're awake.

Ten minutes at the most.

Oh, five will do.

I'll give you a shout.

Give you a hand up with him, eh?

You make me feel like a piece of
furniture, the pair of you.

Solid mahogany.

She's bored with the business,
isn't she?

Well, it was her idea to
be a temporary alternate

director to keep an
eye on things for you.

Still, they are pretty boring,
the board meetings.

Bore meetings, I used to call them.

They shouldn't be boring, Morris.

Not with all those jobs at stake.

Well, ours included.

Sam called, by the way.

Oh.

He came this morning, Cassie tells me.

Yes, well, he was back an hour or so ago.

He says he'll come again tomorrow.

Did he say what he wanted to see me for?

No.

We're a bit... well, a bit brittle with
each other these days, Sam and I.

I think he leaves too much to Sarah.

And I suppose I...

Still, it's nothing, it'll pass.

I suppose he was still interested in
Stan's job.

Well, do you think he is?

Well, is he still open to him?

Why shouldn't he be?

I was wondering how
the board might feel

about him falling down
on the safety business.

Oh, it wasn't as simple as that.

Stan accepted responsibility for that
anyway.

Yes, but only as a formality.

He gave Sam something to do and Sam didn't
do it.

If Sam wants Stan's job, he'll get it.

We're a stripe-ridden industry.

He knows the men on the floor.

Oh, I wouldn't put it to him like that.

He's a bit of a socialist, you know.

He might get the wrong idea.

I didn't say that's why I wanted him to do
it.

That's the reason he'll go down with the
board.

He goes down with me for a different
reason.

He's right for it.

The job needs him.

He needs the job.

It won't help his situation at home.

Oh, well, if he handles it properly, there's
too much division between work and home.

If a man's got frustrations at work,
he takes them home.

Oh, bloody crap!

Who left this hole there?

Oh, Deborah, I'm sorry.

I should have left the light on.

Never mind the dumb light.

Why didn't you move it?

I didn't know she'd left it there.

I'll take you upstairs, Mum.

I'll get your tea.

Do you always come home like that?

Hey!

You heard me.

I suppose you'll want running home next.

I'm just a bloody chauffeur for this
family.

I've two legs.

They've taken me home all my life.

I don't need you taking me home.

All right, Grandad, don't get stroppy.

Stroppy, me?

Me bloody stroppy, and you come home in
that state of mind?

I don't know how she puts up with you.

I wouldn't have told you to take the
flaming hook.

I wouldn't put you up with her.

You're a liar.

You what?

You put up with me for years.

You know you did.

You never told me to take me hook.

I was bloody tempted.

By God, I was.

You didn't know, did you?

You had your mother to thank for that.

Had I?

If we could know, eh?

How we live on in others.

If she could know how I think of her.

Twenty-five years to the day, almost.

Twenty-five years since she went.

And here I am, talking about her to you.

Do you make all to life?

How do you mean?

Who'll remember me?

I will.

I said to you once.

Do you remember?

I said to you.

There's dead men and women in your head
that'll never be stilled.

Do you remember?

Do you remember what I said to you?

Aye, I remember, Grandad.

Would you sooner go now or later when
you've put me straight on life?

You take naught serious, do you?

You run away from life, you do?

Who does?

You do.

I can remember when you had the chance to
work on face with men.

Men!

And what did you do?

You decided you'd go for a fitted,
didn't you?

What's wrong with that?

Oh, not wrong with it as far as it went.

You ran away, though, didn't you?

From what?

What's so special about the bloody coal
face, apart from the money?

You'll never know, will you?

Oh, I know, because I didn't run away.

I got an education you never had.

And what did it benefit you?

It's in me, isn't it?

It's what I am.

You take no account of what I am,
you don't.

You take no account of me, do you?

I take account of what you are,
Grandad.

Here, you can have this extra one,
since you're first down.

I'm always first down.

Is this the day you iron for me?

Sorry.

All right, I'll forgive you this time,
seeing as it's Christmas Eve.

Peace and goodwill, eh?

Look at it.

I warned you, you're not much good with
ties.

Has, er...

Has our Pat been round this last week
while I've been at work?

No, she hasn't.

I've been wondering what's happened to
her, as a matter of fact.

Hadn't her neck in Christmas shopping,
I suppose.

I called at the bike shop in Goodie
yesterday.

What did you do that for?

I was passing.

Wanted to see what kind you'd got in.

You didn't tell me you got it on HP.

Did I?

Why didn't you tell me, Sarah?

You know why.

Because you know how I feel about credit.

Why didn't you tell me with nothing in the
bank?

It's not that we've nothing in the bank.

Is it?

It's Christmas.

What there is, it's got to stretch a damn
long way.

That's what it is, Sam.

You should have told me.

I could have sold some of those shares.

Granny would have bought them.

You'll buy anything that's going cheap,
will Granny.

Yes, well, now you know why I didn't tell
you.

Those shares can keep us for six months if
you decide to leave Crossman's.

Leave Crossman's?

Who said I was going to leave Crossman's?

Not you, was it?

I'm the last one you'd tell.

Since you dislike money
so much and you seem to

expect me to organise
things, well, I'm organising.

If you don't like the way I'm doing it,
damn well do it yourself.

How long's it been like this, then?

Go away.

Don't tell me to go away.

Answer me.

If things are that bad, why did you let me
get the car?

You work very hard.

Nobody knows that better than I do.

You ask very little.

It was the only thing
you'd really wanted for

ages and I thought we'd
be able to manage it.

Aye, I should have managed, shouldn't I?

That's a man's job, to manage.

To provide.

You do provide.

You're right about Morris.

He's mean.

He is mean.

They're mean, the firm.

They don't appreciate you.

If they did, they'd pay you properly.

They're mean, mean.

We'll have you in the workers' party yet.

Oh, no, you won't.

You'd stand a better chance if you'd let
me be a worker.

Why don't you let me go out to work some?

Look, Sarah, we've been through all this
before.

You work as hard as I do here.

I can't bring work home and share the
washing up with you.

Well, what's the answer then, Sam?

I'm just the Chancellor of the Exchequer.

You're the Prime Minister.

Dad's not the Prime Minister.

Prime Ministers are two a penny anyway.

It's Chancellors of the Exchequer that
count.

There.

You'll not stay long, will you,
Sam?

No, I'll not be long, Cass.

You pop your head round before you go.

Aye, right.

She's getting the phone put in here for
me.

Something I've always held out against
getting stuck up here.

So, you're still interested in Stan
Elton's job, are you?

I've not said so to anybody who told you
that.

Maurice said you might be.

Oh, he's what the Scots call canny,
eh?

He's right.

He might be.

You're still undecided, though.

Things get decided for you.

I've one or two things to clear up.

I want you to know it was still on before
I did.

I can come and see you later, then.

We'll get Cassie up and drink to that.

And Christmas.

Morning, Battery.

You should get one of them that plugs in.

They say that carters are giving up
charging batteries anyway.

You should get one of them that plugs in.

I've promised myself a Rolls Royce first.

Oh, well, can't have everything at once,
can we?

On your own, are you?

Apart from these here six other chaps,
I am.

Why should you ask?

I was just wondering, that's all.

I'm on my own.

Our pap's gone off to Sam's.

You'll be going round there on Christmas
Day, I suppose, same as the rest of us.

I'm going.

It's none of my business what you're doing
on Christmas Day.

What's it got to do with me?

Something will be expected of us,
won't it?

They'll get no presents off me.

Presents off me?

I've not to buy presents with.

Do you know what I mean?

They'll expect us to behave like grown-ups
and not spoil their Christmas.

I'm willing if you are.

Otherwise you'll stop away, I suppose.

I can't stop away.

How can I stop away?

We're all going.

Our pap, Eileen, Frank.

I can't stop away.

How can I?

And I can, I suppose.

We're to live in the same world,
you and me.

The same bloody world.

I could stand living in the same world.

One of us could go to Australia.

It's living in the same flaming street
that nags at me.

You'll not make me think it's me that's in
the wrong, you know.

Choose what you say.

Not if you work on it from now till next
Christmas.

You think I don't know that?

By God, if I don't know that, I don't
know.

Oh, you'll please yourself anyway.

I'm going.

It's up to you.

I've got the telly on at home.

It's there if you want it.

Making out you're working, Billy?

Having a good time, aren't we?

The young'uns enjoy it.

Drums awake to Doris through the year.

They look forward to it.

There aren't many
perks for the rank and file

in the offices these
days, you know, Billy.

What's this for?

One of the outside daughter claims.

What's it to be then, Billy, for Ethel?

Straightforward claim or a court case?

Nothing's changed as far as I know.

Doesn't that niece of yours tell you
anything?

She goes out of her way to miss me these
days.

She doesn't know what I know, does she?

Khrushchev's not sending you a card this
Christmas.

Drop dead, Sam.

They must have been glad to see the back
of you, Billy.

When they played dominoes, they know what
everybody's got in their hands.

You just like playing, don't you?

Short of luck, you haven't got a chance of
winning.

Happy Christmas, Billy.

Same to you.

With knobs on.

Enjoy the party?

So-so.

Get you behind the bins in the stationery
office, the lads today.

So that's where it happens, is it?

You take the next and the left?

I thought you lived round Martin Park?

I've got to see Crossman.

Working nights?

Happen.

Would you mind hanging on?

What's this, then?

They're taking him to hospital.

He's had a hemorrhage.

Is it serious?

Yes, I'm afraid it is.

Well, where's Cass?

She's gone with him.

I'm taking the children home with me.

He said you'd be back.

He said you'd be coming on the board.

Well, he knew better than I did,
then.

Do you ever get the feeling there's
something in charge of you, Morris?

Stopping you going one way, making you go
another you don't want.

And then you look back on it and you
think, it was right, that.

Or happen it was wrong, but the other was
worse.

Do you know what I mean, Morris?

I'm a religious man, Sam.

I believe.

I don't.

I say what I say, that's all.

It adds up for you.

It's just a mystery to me.

Isn't that Miss Chadwick's car?

Aye, she'd give me a lift home.

Mine wouldn't start.

It's bloody minded.

It would turn its nose up at a carrot if
it was a bloody donkey.

I wonder who it gets that from.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

Done your Christmas shopping?

Not much to do.

I used to like Christmas.

Yes.

Far to go?

Just down Cuddy Road.

Red Gates.

Stands back near the church.

Christmas at home?

No, I'm going away tonight to friends.

I live on my own.

Mum and Dad died in the spring within a
month of each other.

I'll get off now if you don't mind.

Yeah.

See you after Christmas then.

All the best.

Likewise.

Thought you'd get off before I came home,
did you?

I brought the kids presents.

George always said you had a streak of
ethyl in you.

What's that supposed to mean?

They had a few battles in their time,
you know.

It wasn't all milk and honey, much as we'd
like to think it was.

I don't see what you're getting at,
Sam.

Grandad.

And the row he had with George before he
went off that day.

There's a fella at the foundry called
Nelson.

You wouldn't know him.

Notice he's just told me.

He told me George was in a funny mood
before the accident.

He'd been to the pub and had a pint or
two.

He kept larking about when the crane was
travelling down the bay.

And the driver kept
having to brake the engine

in case he didn't get
out of the way in time.

And then he slipped...

and didn't...

and that was the end of him.

You're saying he wanted to die?

No.

No, I'm not.

It wasn't in him.

At least I don't think it was.

I knew him as well as any of us are
supposed to know each other.

Which isn't so damned much added up,
I suppose.

Now what I'm saying is that the row had
upset him.

It made him act silly.

But what's he going to sound like in
court, Pat?

Go on.

The lads all kept it from me they'd talked
to.

Except Nelson, they'd forgotten about
Nelson.

Billy had got them to keep their traps
shut in case it affected Ethel's money.

But if it goes to court,
Pat, the insurance company

will dig a lot deeper than
they have done so far.

It's not just the money, is it?

It's granddad, it'll finish him.

And it'll not help Ethel so damn much
either.

It's up to you, Pat.

He was killed by a crane?

I'd handed that, hadn't I?

He trusted me, your dad.

He lived in trust.

He was like a lot of people in this poor
bloody country.

He just wanted to see his life out in
trust.

I've learned not to turn me back on
things.

What do you want granddad to learn?

It is age.

It's something you could learn as well,
you're not too old, Pat.

To learn what?

Tolerance.

Oh...

I'm as guilty as you, I suppose.

We're an intolerant class.

Not just with those that aren't like us.

With each other we are.

Still think of yourself as working class,
Sam.