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So, to recap,
I'm in love wiht my flatmate, but I never get a second alone with her.
That's not her. Actually, who is that?
'Morning.
I was feeling down about Abby,
the girl of my dreams having a boyfriend.
So I went out, got drunk
and had sex with a stranger.
I don't know why. I don't feel any better.
Listen, I really got to dash but,
I had a really good time, last night. We should do it again some time.
What is your number?
Listen,
I don't think I should give you my number.
Why?
5 Bad reasons for not seeing someone again
I don't think I should give you my number because, you were shit in bed.
I work for the government, so I can't have relationships.
Get out, quick.
My number's cursed if you call it, you'll die.
Because I'm gay. I mean, I wasn't before,
but after last night
definitively a gay man now.
Because, I'm in love with someone else.
You're in love with someone else?
Sometimes the truth is the best option.
Do you always cheat on your girlfriend?
She's not my girlfriend.
- But, you're in love? - Yeah.
I've been trying to get her to fall for me for weeks.
God, I know all about that one.
My roommate confessed to be madly in love with me the other week.
- Did he? - She.
She?
I probably shouldn't have kissed her that night.
I just go a bit mental when I'm drunk.
Maybe, you should take my number.
I can pop around next week, with a bottle of absinthe
or Samuel Bucka.
- That'd be fun. - Yes, it would.
When you leave, would you mind popping a sheet over your head?
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Episode 2 Saison 1
The Young Ones
How Not To Live Your Life
Every morning, since I moved in my dead Nan's house,
I wake up to find Eddy in the kitchen.
That's him, there, look.
He was my nan's carer, but he still turns out to do errands,
even though she's dead.
Donald Danbury, wants he a little drinklet?
Coffee, tea, tisane?
He's weird. I mean, what sort of human like doing things for other people?
So, drinklet?
Why do you keep adding "let" on the ends of words?
It's just a thing I do.
Well, just stop it. It's annoying me.
Don't you like to have fun with words, sometimes?
What do you call an omelette? An omelettelet?
Is this your way of asking me if I make you breakfast?
One omelettelet, on its way.
It's nice and quiet today, isn't it?
- Glad cockface ain't here. - Who?
Cockface.
You know, Abby's boyfriend, Karl.
- What do you call? - Feeling a bit stupid?
Why?
The cockface thing? No, it's just a friendly nickname.
Like gibbon tits, or vagina eyes or...
twat.
It's just, you know, something I do.
So,
you're here,
again.
Abby never wants to come over to mine. So whenever I want to see her, I have to
come here.
Well, I have the perfect solution.
What?
Dump her.
That way, you don't have to come here.
And then everyone and I mean everyone's a winner.
Brat? I don't know what she sees in you.
What she sees in me? Why, is she...
- She said something about me? - Anyway, I'll be away this week-end.
So you'll have the place to yourselves.
- Ourselves? - Yeah, you and your boyfriend.
He is not my boyfriend.
There you go sexy pants.
He has never said that before.
3 Times Eddie has said that before
There you go, sexy pants.
There you go, sexy pants.
There you go, sexy pants.
Right, are you nearly ready?
- That look tasty. - You want some?
No I'm fine. Thanks. No, go on. It's amazing!
You see? The perfect couple.
Me and Abby. Not him.
Babe, can I have a word?
Look, I can't keep coming over here. It's him, I just gonna bite him.
Let's not talk about this right now, thank you.
Are you sure you're okay with coming. Of course, I can't wait.
What are you planing?
We're taking my kids away for the week-end.
You've got kids? You never said!
- The kids I teach at school. - God, you're useless Donald.
Promise me that you're not gonna be on your mobile phone
- the all time over there. - I promise.
Look, they don't need me at the conference today.
You know, I ran it passed Suzy last night.
- What? You're going as well? - He's a life saver.
There's a horrible dicky tummy bug going around the school.
All of the teachers are dropping like flies.
- And they'll have to cancel the trip. - Abby happens to think that men
who are good with kids are sexy. Don't you babe?
Really?
Well, a little bit, yeah.
I'm just gonna go.
- You have everything that you need? - Yeah, I've got 3 pairs of pants,
and I brought my trunks.
Once we hit the road, I'm turning it off. I promise.
Karl Menford speaking.
- Hello, it's Suzy. - Hi, Suzy.
God, you sound awful.
What? You got a dicky tummy bug.
- What? - Sorry, yes.
But I thought you said it would be OK. It'll be fine.
Sorry to break it to you.
I'm afraid you're going to have to come to the conference.
There's no way out of it. Hang on.
Get lost.
Also, your dad said
that if you don't come{ to the conference}, he'd bite your balls off.
- He said that? - Sorry, yes.
Right, yep, yep, okay. Bye.
- What's going down? - Darling?
Great. We're supposed to be leaving in an hour.
How am I gonna find somebody else to come
It turns out they do need me there today, I have to.
Apparently my dad said he'd bite my balls off.
- If I didn't show. - I'll come.
I don't think so. Abby needs a responsible adult.
Oh, you.
But it's looking after kids.
I love kids.
- Really? - Yeah. Kids.
I just love their innocence. Their thick little minds.
So easily influenced.
Sometimes, if I'm walking past the school playground,
I'll just stop and watch them play.
Careful, you can be put in a list for that.
Bite me.
So? What do you reckon?
Great, it's agreed. I'm coming with.
I'll just get dressed.
I'll be honest, I hate kids.
But this was the only way I could be with Abby without cockface there.
Why don't you go on and say hi to the kids and introduce yourself?
How hard can it be?
You just got to speak to children on their level, without patronizing them.
Right. Shut up! Shut up!
Shut up.
Right. "A".
Less "Mr Danbury" ballcrap.
You can call me Don or the Double D.
And 2,
keep the noise down.
See, I went out last night, and I got absolutely shitfaced.
It was a really good night actually.
But now, I've got a headache, I feel like puking up my innards.
I really wanna quite frankly kill myself
and your noise isn't helping.
So be good little midgets and shush your mouth.
Good.
You got them to be quiet.
You're a natural-born teacher.
Well, you know.
When you're ready, driver.
So, after two hours of throwing up my innards,
we go to the campsite and it where dawn to me what we were doing.
I've never been one for the outdoors and nature.
Bollocks.
Cocking bollocks.
Remember, there are children here.
You, you little shit. Help me erect my tent.
What?
There are certain words you cannot use in front of the kids.
What, "erect"? That's probably a little a bit iffy, nowadays.
No, I'm talking about the swearing.
I haven't been swearing.
3 Times Don "hasn't" been swearing
That is... shit.
This so fucking.
Should we just... of to a hotel?
Sorry, I didn't realized I was doing that.
Never mind, but, no more for no on, yeah?
We gonna go in a walk, soon, do you think you'll be ready?
Of course, shouldn't take long to put up. Should it?
And so I spent the afternoon with the kids.
I won them over by pretending to fall over,
honestly, I was pretending.
I was like the teacher they never had.
They respected me as an authority figure.
And I made them laugh.
Help me! Help me!
Well, kind of.
Then, that night, I finally got Abby on her own.
This was my chance to charm her. Tell her romantic tales.
When the lights came back on,
I realized it was my nan Betty I'd be groping.
It was so embarrassing.
- I don't know, nothing. Don't worry. - No, what?
- You'd get offended. - No I wouldn't.
- Promise? - I promise.
Why do you act like a prick?
What?
See, you're offended.
What would you expect? You just called me a prick.
No, I said you act like a prick. There is a difference.
You know, I think I'm the only person that get to see the real you.
Alright.
Why are you with Karl?
- What's that got to do with anything? - It's got nothing to do with anything.
But I just wanna know. You know, you two are so different.
It's weird.
Mr Danbury, I can't sleep.
Midget, get lost. We're talking, here.
- What's up Sammy? - I need to do a poo.
And I want the Double D to take me.
- You don't mind, do you? - No way, José.
I think the poo is starting to come out.
Alright, I'm coming.
Alright.
I can't be ask to try and find the toilet.
This tree will do.
Go on, do you bum rubbish.
What?
Deposit some ass trash.
Quicker.
You owe me big time, Sammy.
I was finally getting somewhere with Abby.
- Who's Abby? - Miss Jones, to you.
Is she a girlfriend, sir?
- I wish. - I wish she was my girlfriend too.
I saw her first, you keep away.
This is a good idea, coming on this trip. Showing I'm good with kids.
- Sir, there's no... - Shut up, I'm thinking aloud.
Shut up!
You see, I listen to my balls.
And my balls never let me down.
They said: "Don, you gotta get rid of Karl,
take his place on the strip and Abby will be yours forever".
Clever balls.
- Sir? - What?
There's no toilet paper.
- Don't got a napkin or something? - No.
Just use one of your socks.
We're back.
What's up?
Well, what a... pleasant surprise
I can believed you just showed up like this.
- Neither could I. - What are you gonna do about tomorrow?
It's alright, babe. I just told my dad
I can't always be a slave to the company.
There's a girl in my life who I happen to love very much.
And she
is more important.
What a cockface!
You got that right.
- Well, let's get less talking. - Surely, what can I do?
Here, catch this.
- What's this? - Sammy's sock, it needs cleaning.
How is he getting on with the kids?
Good, I think.
Right, I'm going to take Sammy to bed.
I think I'm gonna hit the hut. Are you coming?
Yeah, I'll be in there in just a sec.
- 'Night Sammy. - 'Night Double D.
I went into work, earlier.
And there was Suzy all perky and healthy.
Funny that?
Not laugh out loud, funny.
I mean, I wouldn't certainly use it in an after dinner speech.
I came to the conclusion
that someone must have hoaxed the call.
I wonder why someone would do that.
What?
I'm going to bed
with my girlfriend.
'Night Don.
I couldn't believe cockface was there.
Just as I was finally making progress with Abby.
Alright, she just called me a prick.
But I knew what she was really getting at.
To make things worse, I had to sleep on my own, in a tent,
with strange noises outside.
I'm from the city,
I used to the comforting sounds of car alarms and people screaming help.
4 places Don would rather be right now
It's Don.
I know it might seem weird, but, can I come in there and sleep with you?
- Why? - For Peter Sake.
Good one, Don. See you in the morning.
- He cracked me. - No, I'm being serious.
It's just I keep hearing noises.
Don't worry about it, it's just nature.
I'm worried nature might climbed into my tent and rape me.
- Don't be a baby. - I can deal with this, Karl.
I don't think it's a good idea.
Yeah it is. It's a great idea.
Go away, Don.
You'll be fine.
I see you in the morning. Bright and early.
- 'Night. - 'Night.
After a weird dream
where I was the ringmaster of a traveling midget show.
I woke up, to the sight of midgets.
- Morning. - Morning Double D.
I think Sammy is going to take a real show into you.
You become a bit of an influence on him.
You should always listen to your balls.
That's disgusting.
I think you're really rubbing off on him.
Please, don't ever say I'm rubbing off one of the kids.
Makes me feel uneasy.
What's on the agenda today?
I thought we'll all go to a scavenger hunt.
- Sounds fun. - No, you must have misheard her,
- she said "scavenger hunt". - Yeah, I love stuff like that.
I was a sixer in the scout when I was younger.
Don't worry, we won't be out there for long. I'm...
whiteout to this country.
- What? - Just picking up twigs.
You don't have to be Christopher Columbia.
You think it's easy, do you?
Yes, I do.
Easy and boring.
Well, then,
how about we make it interesting.
- OK. Should we do it on mushrooms? - No, I'm talking about a little wager.
Right kids? We'll be split up into two teams.
The winning team doesn't have to cook or wash up tonight.
Now, who's with me?
- What's going on? - It's alright, babe.
- I'm not sure this is a good idea. - A little competition is helpful.
- Who wants to be in my team? - That's lots of pressure you're putting
- on Don making him go alone with them. - He'll be fine.
It's only for a couple of hours. Trust me, babe.
It will be fun.
Right, what sort of stuff
do we do on the scavenger thingy?
The Scavenger Thingy
- Hey, how was it? - Great fun.
- Yeah? - My feet hurt.
It was hard work.
No pain, no gain. Kiddies.
You pushed them too hard.
Just enough to succeed. Any sign of Don, yet?
No, not yet.
Yes, kiss my ass, I knew I'd shit in his face.
Sorry.
Sorry kids, come on.
I shouldn't have let you talk me into this.
God. What was I thinking?
Please, let them be OK. Please.
Look, stop panicking, babe.
They'll be fine.
Okay, kids, I'm gonna leave it with you.
We're lost.
We're lost in the middle of nowhere, in the dark, with no provisions.
That's not looking good.
What's gonna happen to us, sir?
I'm gonna tell you the truth.
'cause I think you're old enough for it.
I think you might all die.
You're just acting like a little girl.
So are you.
- That's 'cause I am one. - "That's 'cause I am one."
Oh, God.
I'm cold. Are you cold? I'm cold.
So scary. Oh, God. Abby's gonna kill me.
As if we don't get killed by something else first. Help!
Now, I just want to clarify one thing.
I wasn't actually that scared. I wasn't.
It was reverse psychology.
Look at them, they're calm. Had I been calm, they'd be freaking out.
Loosing their minds. Maybe even eating their own bum rubbish.
It isn't how I pictured my death.
With a group of midgets.
I always thought of dying in the arms of a beautiful prostitute.
At the age of 120.
Me, not the... beautiful prostitute.
Only in the future, of course, they'd have android escorts.
Prostidroids. Ho-bots.
Sir, look!
- What is it boy? - Lights.
We're saved.
Quick, come on children, run!
Run like the wind!
Oh my God, it's a pub, we're saved.
Come on, hurry up.
Come on, it's cold, hurry up.
- Sorry mister, no children allowed. - I don't believe it.
They don't let kids in.
Come on, you'll all wait outside.
Come on. I'll only have a couple. No more.
Come on.
A pot of your best please. Gorgeous.
It's cold out there, ain't it.
If you don't mind me asking,
what's a man of your age doing with all those kids.
- It's suspect, isn't it? - Well...
4 bad reasons for having kids with you
I collect rare kids.
It's a kind of hobby of mine. Well, more a passion.
They're not kids, they're adults. They suffer from that aging disease.
You know, like Gary Coleman? What you talking about Willis?
Yeah, I'm a child catcher.
They actually exist.
They're mine children. What can I say.
I just can't keep it in my pants.
They're all your kids?
That one there, that's Sammy. One next to him, that's Sucky.
And the big one, that's Ting Tao.
Look, the landlord isn't in, tonight.
Seems a bit harsh to make them wait outside.
Thanks, barmaid.
Right. What you want?
I don't trust him.
And why are you always sticking up for him, I'll never know.
Anyone would think...
What? Anyone would think what?
He may not have his life all figured out like you.
But he has been lovely this weekend. You had to go and push him, didn't you?
They'll be fine.
I'm sure they're gonna be fine.
This little fellow is Sam Bucka.
Sir Samuel of Bucka.
Mister Bucka to you, lads.
Okay, we're ready.
Of to three. One,
two, three. Go!
What have we learn this evening,
children?
We learned that white wine isn't actually white.
- That's more like greeny color. - Brilliant.
White
not... green.
Excellent. Anyone else?
Yes, Thingy.
I think we should be getting back to camp, sir.
Boring.
Ms. Jones might be getting worried.
May be your point.
One more before we hit the road, though?
Whose round is it?
I can't get a bloody signal, out here.
What's that?
I can hear something.
I want everyone
in bed immediately.
Now!
I got the sneaking suspicion that Abby was a bit cross.
Is it wrong that I found that sexy?
I really want a kebab.
- I love you, Miss. - Go to bed, Sammy.
What were you thinking?
And you?
- What? Why me? - Just go to bed, Karl.
- I want a word with you. - Want you a bean?
Are you drunk?
A little bit.
Where the hell have you bean, Don?
I've been freaking out, properly freaking out.
I thought you might have been. That's why I left the pub when I did.
You see? Thoughtful. Not at all prickish.
You was in the pub? That's were you've been all this time.
We got lost, you're map was very confusing.
I can't believe you. I can't believe you took my kids drinking.
Well, I wouldn't call it drinking. We just had 4 or 5 shots.
In fact, some of them puke them right back out, so technically, none.
Except for the fat kid.
She could knock'em back.
Don't you get it?
I could lose my job over this.
Sorry.
I just wanted to show you that I'm good with children.
It's my own fault.
How did I get it so wrong?
So, I'm back to were I started.
I'm nowhere closer to win over Abby. I've got a monster hangover.
And Eddy's in my house.
I don't know why you drink so much.
- Because it's fun. - Fun?
You obviously don't know the effect of alcohol.
Yeah I do. It makes you think you're always right.
It makes other people far more attractive.
And it makes food that you wouldn't normally touch taste amazing.
Correct?
Enter.
I made a huge mistake this weekend.
Don't be silly.
You were great.
I mean with you.
I should never let you come.
- You know I'm sorry, right? - You won Sammy's heart.
- What do you mean? - It turns out the kids had
a blast on the field trip. He wants you to come on all of them.
Cool. Count me in. I'm there.
You never coming on one again, mister.
Right.
Anyway.
I know your heart was in the right place.
Thank you for the weedend Mr Danbury!
Bed bath?
Okay.
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