All language subtitles for The.Job.Lot.S01E01_English

All right, Angela.
Thought you'd been sacked?

I knew I had them somewhere,
they were in my bum bag.

-Shall I open up?
-Yes, please.

[Angela] Hold on, it's not nine yet.

-[Trish] I make it nine.
-No.

-[Trish] It's nearly nine.
-Yeah, no, you know it's not nine, is it?

-No, but it's nearly nine.
-Still not nine.

Tell you what, let's open at nearly nine.

I don't get paid from nearly nine.

Fine, fine, it's fine.
Just tell me when it's nine.

[swing music playing]

Angela, I was really hoping
we could just put this behind--

[Angela] It's nine.

♪ Bring me sunshine ♪

♪ In your smile ♪

Morning! In you come.

♪ Bring me laughter ♪

♪ All the while ♪

♪ In this world where we live
There should be more happiness ♪

♪ So much joy you can give
To each brand new bright tomorrow ♪

[Karl] Just dragging myself
out of bed every morning's an effort.

I feel like a failure.

I mean, I've got a degree.
Art. Where's that got me?

I'll be honest with you,
I don't know how much more I can take.

Look, I really feel for you, mate, but...
can I just sign on?

Sorry. [clears throat]

So what have you done
in the last two weeks to find work?

Karl, my love...
can I just have a quick word?

Today's motto: "Turn the unemployed
into the funemployed."

-This'll only take a mo.
-Are they closing us down?

[chuckling] No, no! Well, God, I hope not!

Why, have you heard something I haven't?
No, no they'd tell me first wouldn't they?

No, I just wanted to grab a quick chat

with Angela's immediate colleagues
in frontline claims, because she's back.

-Which is great! Welcome back, Angela.
-[room clap]

So, you know, it's business as usual.
Everything's been resolved.

Angela and I will be moving forward
on an equal footing.

And I'm happy about that.

We both see this as
a really positive step, don't we, Angela?

-Can we go?
-Yes, go. Go get 'em, go, get 'em a job.

Sorry, just one more thing there's another
"World of Work" seminar this afternoon.

Help us reach our targets.
Any volunteers to run it?

Anyone want to help me?

No, okay, not to worry!
I'll do it. It's fine. Great!

[swing music playing]

[softly] Come on, Trish. Come on, Trish.

[Graham] So what happened right

was I was going to write
the letter for the job like,

-but I had to find John first.
-John?

John from Adult Learning?
You know, the one with the hair.

No, not the hair... the car.

But I couldn't find John.

I even went to where he buys food.

You know, the supermarket,
but he wasn't there.

But I didn't think he would be,
because it was the night.

And then I thought if he's not in Boots,
he's not anywhere.

But he wasn't in Boots.

Graham, why did you need
to find John to write a letter?

Well, because John's got me pen.

Sorry about that...
I had to give it the once over,

the cleaners are bloody useless.
Can I help you, love?

Yeah, I'm looking for new claims?

Straight through on your left,
just follow your nose.

Okay, thank you.

There you go, fella.
No job too big or small.

He's ever so good,
did a cracking job on my downstairs.

[Sunil] Excuse me, I'd like to see
someone about making a claim.

Have you got an appointment?

No, I didn't know--

You have to make an appointment
if you want to speak to me.

Can I make an appointment?

-Yes, you can, yeah.
-[Sunil] Great, thanks. Uh, what times--

You can't book in person.
You have to call this number.

But... I'm right here.

If you're going to get aggressive,
I will have to call security.

-I'm not getting--
-Security.

Okay, okay.

[keypad beeping]

[phone ringing]

Hello, Brownall Job Centre,
how can I help you?

Um... well, I'd like to make
an appointment with you--

Can you hold the line please?

There's no mobile phones
in the job centre.

[swing music playing]

[Graham]
The interview was going all right...

but then, the woman
who was asking all the questions

she wasn't a woman anymore...
she was Phillip Schofield.

And we weren't in an office...

we were in a squat in Nuneaton
where I used to live.

My thinking is now...
that it was probably a dream.

So my answer to your question would be:
no, I haven't had any job interviews.

Unless you count dreams?

-Do you count dreams?
-We don't, no.

[Paul quietly] So that's 40 square metres

-of the luxury floral twist.
-Paul?

[loudly] No, sorry, no I don't know
a Moustapha.

[whispers] Wrong number.
Yeah, all right, mate, cheerio

If you can clear the landing of furniture

-that'd be lovely. Cheers, mate. Bye.
-Why aren't you on the door?

Yeah, sorry, Trish, some idiot
keeps phoning for a kebab house.

-These phones don't take incoming calls.
-Try telling him that.

Paul, are you running a carpet fitting
company from the job centre?

A carpet fitting company?
From the job centre?

This job centre? No, babe.

[Trish]
Only I found these in the photocopier.

Now I admire your work ethic, Paul,
but it's got no place in this job centre.

-Think the toner's going.
-[Trish] Just. Do your job.

-Which one?
-[Trish] No. Not today.

Now you are not going to bring me down.
Because I am strong

I am positive, and I am in control.

Right? Anyone need help?

[auto-operator] Welcome to The Department
for Work and Pensions translation service.

If you require an immediate
telephone translation, press one now.

-If you require...
-[gasps] How are you Karl?

[operator]
Now please listen carefully to...

-Okay.
-Great.

-How are you?
-Great! Considering. Honestly.

Right, talk me through your targets
because we need to get those numbers up.

How many people are you going
to get back into work today? Two? Three?

Let's say seven, nice even number.
Sound okay?

-Well--
-[Trish] Brilliant! Thank you, Karl.

You're my little ray of sunshine.
You're my favourite.

Okay, so just to re-cap: you're going
to get nine people back into work

be my little ray of sunshine,
and file these for me.

There's a temp due, but she's late.
Thank you, so much.

[auto-operator] ...ten for Sierra Leone,
eleven for Somalia, twelve for Sudan...

-[keypad beeps]
-You have pressed two: Angola.

I'm sorry I didn't hear that.

Press star to return to the main menu...

Want one?

Here you are, fella,
Aqua Miami, very jazzy.

No, I've told you, I'm fine. Thank you.

[Paul] Peach Renaissance?

[Bryony] He said I was aggressive,

but I wasn't because
it didn't even hit him.

-What didn't?
-His hole-punch.

He said I was wasting his time.

To be fair, Bryony,
you were wasting his time.

-I wanted that job.
-But you can't speak Portuguese.

Yeah, but I go to Nando's.

You can't sign on if you don't start
applying for realistic jobs.

I am.

-MI5?
-It's my dream.

[Paul] We've all got dreams.

But sometimes
you must take whatever's going.

I don't want to be here, but, you know,
you put up with something you hate

hoping that things
will get a little bit better.

Is that supposed to inspire me?

Because, to be honest,
that makes me want a job even less.

-Thanks.
-You can't stop my money

I've got mouths to feed.

You haven't got any kids.

All right, I've got a mouth to feed.

Go and find a job you can do.

You go and find a job I can do.

Okay...

Ah, there's a vacancy here at Upper Crust.

I'm wheat intolerant.

[keyboard tapping]

-[clears throat] Argos?
-I've got a thing about little pens.

Bryony, I am trying to help.
They will stop your money.

-You can't stop my money.
-I can.

This is abuse!

[thud]

Right. That's it, I've had enough.

[swing music playing]

What would your mum say
if she saw you playing up?

-Oh, don't you start.
-Don't you cheek me, madam.

I cleaned you up when you pooed yourself
at Walsall Leather Museum, remember?

Go on, shift.

[swing music playing]

[clears throat] See you later, everyone.

I've had enough, you can stick this job
where the squirrel keeps his conkers.

[Paul] What's going on? You got a new job?

-No.
-Well, where you going then?

-I'll find something.
-Use your loaf, Karl.

There's a bloke over there
who drove here. Drove. In a Volvo.

I don't care, mate...
I'm not doing this anymore.

If you ever see me in here again,
it will be 20 million years too soon.

Up yours.

-Ow!
-Watch it.

You got me right on the boob.

-Sorry, sorry. You all right?
-Yeah, I've got another one.

-Signing on?
-No, I'm temping.

So late though, I left my bag on the bus,
ended up in Cannock. [chuckles]

-So you're the temp?
-Yeah... do you work here?

-Heh.
-[Chloe chuckles]

This is the welcome desk,
where we welcome people.

Right.

That's Janette,
one of our security guards.

Hello, my love.

And, uh... this is Darren.

-[Chloe] What does he do?
-Nothing, that's why he's here. [chuckles]

Sorry, I'm joking.
Darren's a trained chef.

You all right there, Darren?
Any "tasty" kitchen jobs come up?

-I thought you'd left?
-[nervous laugh]

What...?

Brilliant. We're always having
a laugh like that here.

-I thought you'd left?
-You see? Ah, you jokers!

-Angela, this is Chloe.
-Hey.

[phone rings]

Brownall Job Centre. How can I help you?

Don't worry about her,
she's always like that.

Trish actually sacked her,
but she won a tribunal

-and she had to give her her job back.
-Awkward!

-Yeah, just a bit.
-[Chloe gasps]

And this is my desk.
Where I do my business.

Not toilet business, obviously.
They're out the back.

Oh, good to know.

Would you like a biscuit?

-Bloody hell, Karl, you got diabetes?
-No. I just like biscuits.

Yeah, so did my nan until she lost a leg.

[Trish] Ah, you must be the temp.
Trish, C-SOM.

-Customer Service Operation Manager.
-Sorry I'm late.

It's fine. It's fine. It's fine.

We'll set you up here on the spare desk.
I see you've met Karl.

Yeah, yeah, he's been showing me round.

[Trish] He's an absolute star.

Honestly, I'd go mad without him here

I would, completely bonkers.
I'd probably self harm. [chuckles]

So do you want
to just pop your computer on

and Karl will take you under his wing,
is that all right?

[chuckles] Yeah, that's great.
I mean I don't mind.

See? Just amazing. [chuckles]

Oh, um. Go on, after you.

Paul phoned through, apparently
there's a customer here to see you

with some access requirements, okay?

-I can't apply for any jobs now.
-Why?

Just caught MS.

-Sunil Mitesh, 2:45.
-What?

-[Sunil] I made an appointment--
-What's your name?

-I just spoke to you on the phone.
-Name?

Sunil Mitesh.

-What time?
-2:45.

I need to take you
through some security questions.

-Confirm your name, please.
-Sunil Mitesh.

-And the time of your appointment.
-2:45.

Right. How can I help?

I need to make a claim.

-I can't find your form on the system.
-[Sunil] What?

They should've gone through a form
with you on the phone.

I went through the form
with you on the phone.

Well, that's gone, you're going
to have to do a clerical form.

You need the A1-10.

Fill in sections 1 to 23
and 35 to 50 inclusive.

[sighs heavily]

[Bryony]
So you're just going to have to sign me on

because obviously I can't work.

Hmm, no I don't, because obviously
we all know you can't just catch MS

-You calling me a liar?
-Yes.

[Bryony] You won't say that
when my legs fall off.

Balls.

I was up for the cinema,
but he wanted to go swimming.

Swimming? On a first date? How did it go?

We just stayed in the cafe and ate crisps.

Then he told me his dog's got cancer
and started crying. It was all right.

[huffing]

Oh, balls. Oh, balls!

-Oh, hello.
-Got here early.

I'm going to take the class for you.

-Really?
-Yep.

-Oh, you are a Godsend.
-No.

[Trish] Yes, yes you are!

You've always been my rock,
even when Chris left me.

-Oh, well, yeah.
-I am going to buy you dinner tonight.

-No need.
-No, no, I insist, my treat.

It'll be great to have someone to talk to

-chase the demons away.
-Honestly, Trish--

[Trish] I won't take no for an answer!
You deserve it.

-I'd love to honestly, but--
-Please.

-Okay.
-It's a date.

[chuckles] It's not a date--

Excellent, I'll go and round everyone up.

Balls.

Janette, have you got anything that'll
get permanent marker off a whiteboard?

Oh, no, love,
I used the last of the bleach

on Angela's mouse mat. Disgusting.

I got some paint in me boot,
six quid the lot.

Will that look all right?

God no! It's brown. Do you want it?

Of course he doesn't. Come on, bab.

You haven't got any nail varnish remover,
have you Chloe?

No, not on me. Why?

Brain of Britain here's put magic marker
on the whiteboard.

I've got some.

-[Janette] What were you thinking?
-I was upset.

Not as upset as Trish would be
if she saw that.

-I thought you liked working here.
-Yeah, yeah, I do.

-Then why did you draw a big bum, eh?
-I don't know.

[Janette] Poor woman.
Just got herself back together

and you go and draw a big bum.

Will you have a look for it?
I can't find it.

My hands don't work.

-[Trish] Okay, Karl--
-[Janette] Hang on a minute, love.

[Karl] We're making
a few last minute preparations.

Hurry up, get rid of it.

Sorry, chick,
he's just sorting the chairs out.

Okay. Ladies and gentlemen...

Have you signed me on?
Yes, you're good for a fortnight.

Oh, I see your MS has cleared up?

Karl wants to make sure
everything's just right before you go in.

Aw, every day he inspires me.

[through door]
I love your dedication, Karl.

-Thanks.
-[Chloe] It's very good. Very detailed.

Thanks. Yeah, I've got an art degree.

Is it a self portrait?

-[Trish] Okay, Karl?
-[shouts] Nearly ready!

-You know this is three quid a bottle?
-Can I owe it to you?

-Will there be crisps and tea?
-No, no food, love.

We normally have crisps and tea after
so we don't feel sick.

-[Karl] Nearly ready!
-We're not giving blood, Graham.

[swing music playing]

Tell me why you'd like
to work in my cake shop.

Well, it's interesting
you should say that--

Do you like cake?

Well... yeah.

Then congratulations,
I'd love to offer you the job.

Right, let's leave it there.

That was brilliant! So beautiful.

Let's do another one.

Great. Um... does anyone else
want to do the questions?

Yes, good idea. Oh, Angela,
would you like to give it a go?

-No.
-[Trish] Oh, go on!

-Come on, Angela, give it a go.
-I'll call the union rep.

Okay. Um, anyone else?

Someone. Willing to give it a go?

Someone with the gift of the gab?

So to recap your order

that's 70 square metres
of coarse weave carpet tiles

in the showroom beige.

-Fine.
-And with your discount that comes to...

-Trish?
-You don't need me to work it out.

-It's important the role play's accurate.
-Fine, fine, it's fine. Um...

-So that's 143.75 pounds plus VAT?
-Sod the VAT.

Deal.

And how would you wrap this up?

Well, Karl, at this point,
I mean, hypothetically,

I'd say to the customer:
see you in the car park in ten minutes.

I would also point out
that I do only accept cash.

Or Tesco Club Card vouchers.

Okay. Great, very realistic. Right.

Uh... that's it, we're done.
Thank you, everyone.

Sorry, um, Karl.
About that cake shop, mate.

-Uh-huh?
-When do I start?

Hmm?

Ah, Danielle, he's gorgeous!

Look at his lovely, chubby cheeks.

How was the birth?

Ugh. Rank! No one ever tells you about
all the stuff that comes out with him.

Looked like someone had dropped a trifle.

-It beautiful as well, obviously.
-All right then!

-[Karl] Hey!
-[Danielle chuckles]

-You look great.
-I know, they're brilliant aren't they?

I've gone up three cup sizes.
It's like a free boob job!

-I meant you look well.
-Oh, right, ta!

And this must be Luke.

Hello, Luke.

Oh. Is that you or him?

Oh, not again...

Do you want me to change him
for you, love?

Ah, would you? Thank, Janette.

-I need some wipes, love.
-Oh, sorry, I'm always forgetting those.

The other day all I had to clean him with

was a bottle of lemonade
and a loaf of bread.

Shall we change little Lukey's
stinky pants? Shall we? Yes we shall.

[baby giggles]

-I can't believe you're a mum.
-[Danielle] I know! It's mad, isn't it?

-How you coping?
-[sighs] Oh, Karl, not you as well.

Everyone's talking
like I'm coming back from a head injury.

Please, no baby chat.

Thank god!
I know literally nothing about babies.

Yeah, me neither.
Come on, what have I missed?

Give me all the goss.
You got a girlfriend yet?

Well... no.

How are things going with Adrian?

Ah, I finished it.

-It wasn't working out.
-Oh, no.

Oh, it's fine,
he's still going to see Luke.

Nice bloke, just crap.

I mean should've known really,
who's called Adrian?

Here you are, it's all official.
See you Monday.

Monday? You never told me.

I haven't had the chance. He's relentless!

If he's not producing liquid from one end,
it's the other.

Coming back to work
will be like a holiday.

Well, I'm delighted you're coming back,
Danielle, I really am.

Temps are so expensive.

[swing music playing]

[Sunil] There, I've done it!

It's all correct,
I've double checked it, every last box.

Now will you please,
please help me with my claim?

-Certainly.
-[Sunil sighs] Thank you.

-But not now.
-What?

Job centre closes in ten minutes.

But--

[Angela] Come back tomorrow.

-I've been here all day.
-Come back tomorrow.

Please. I've been made redundant.
I've got a wife and kids.

I just want a job.

-You've got a family?
-Yes.

Well, that's the wrong form then.

You want a JSA2.

Fill out sections 7-104.

[swing music playing]

[Janette]
Doing anything nice tonight, Angela?

-Line dancing.
-Oh, lovely.

Oh, you off, Angela?
It's not quite five yet.

No, but it's nearly five.

Right. Okay. Honestly.

[Karl] So... goodbye then.

Fancy a drink?

Yeah... guess we could.

-[Karl] Good night.
-[Chloe] See you later.

Okay, so we got The King's Arms.

Uh... The Swan, The Crown...
although that's a flat roof--

I'll see what Craig says.

[Karl] Craig?

[Chloe] Craig, this is Karl.

-Nice to meet you, mate.
-Yeah.

Ready?

-Sorry?
-Dinner.

I promised to take you out tonight,
and I never let people down.

-Well not anymore.
-Yeah.

Great! You know, it's just friends
having a chat, listening, issues.

-We've all got issues, haven't we?
-Too right! You seen his biscuit drawer?

There you are then.
You tell me about your biscuits

and I'll tell you about my night terrors.
Bye. Thanks for today.

Now the last time I went to a restaurant

I drank lots of gin
and tried to ride a fox.

Come on, Karl.

♪ Bring me sunshine in your smile ♪

♪ Bring me laughter all the while ♪

♪ In this world where we live
There should be more happiness ♪

♪ So much joy you can give
To each brand new bright tomorrow ♪

♪ Make me happy through the years ♪