All language subtitles for My Family - S11E09 - Darts All, Folks.eng

There you are.

Well, it's very romantic of you
to take me out to dinner.

I know.

Hey, don't ever say I don't try and
put a little spark into our marriage.

-You, my darling, are worth it.
-Oh, thank you.

And what a great idea to have
a quick drink here

before we go to the nice place
you promised.

Your table, Mr Harper.

Please tell me this is not
the nice place you promised.

Oh, come on, you'll love it here. It's
one of those new trendy gastro pubs.

-(SIGHING) Oh, yes.
-Oh, yes.

And on tonight's menu we have

-pie and chips...
-BEN: Mmm-hmm.

-Steak and chips...
-BEN: Mmm-hmm.

Chicken and chips,
and tonight's special...

Chips.

Ready salted or...

It's traditional British cuisine.

It's like you research new ways
to disappoint me.

I know. Cheers!

-Ben Harper?
-Hey!

-Ooh...
It is, isn't it?

Look, if it's a writ, just serve it.

You're Tony Harper's son, aren't you?

Your dad was a great guy.

-Really?
-Yeah.

When I was younger,
I used to come in here,

watch him play darts.
Best I've ever seen.

Any of that genius rub off on you?

Not when it comes
to booking restaurants.

Eat your nuts.

Well, we've got an opening on our team,
and hey,

it'd be an honour to play
with the son of Tony Harper.

You do play, don't you?

Well, I have been known to throw
the odd arrow or two, yes.

I mean, I like to keep up
the Harper tradition of excellence.

Yeah. well, that's great.
Really looking forward to it.

You've never thrown a dart in your life.

Just because your father was good
at darts, doesn't mean you have to be.

1 forgot to mention, we practise
down here three nights a week.

Really? Three nights a week?

There's something
to be said for genetics.

(PANTING)

-Where's Grandma?
-We went for a walk

and I raced her back from the corner.

Where is she?

(PANTING HEAVILY)

-Who won?
-I thrashed her.

I'll get you next time. (COUGHING)

-How about right now?
-Okay.

I'll race you up the stairs.

On your marks,

get set,

Someone's out of shape.

Which is odd, ‘cause you look great.

-Don't you have a new job to go to?
-It's not till tomorrow.

Can't you check the route?

Yay! Another victory for the Menaces.
Who's the man? Yeah, baby!

Another victory for the Menaces.
Who's the man? Yeah, baby!

Don't tell me,
your darts team won again.

Won? Susan, I was on fire.

I was like a darts god walking among
the mere mortals of today.

I was like Zeus
throwing lightning bolts.

I won £2 on the fruit machine.

Maybe I'll come and watch you
next time you play.

Idon't think that's gonna happen.
I don't need the bad luck.

Oh, so you consider me bad Luck.

Darling, I've not won anything

for 30 years
and I've been married to you for...

(INHALING DEEPLY) 30 years.

-There is one other common link.
-Hmm?

Don't you start your new job today?

-It's tomorrow.
-Is it?

-Did you check the route?
-Fine.

I can take a hint.

Clearly not.

-JANEY: Hi.
-Hi, darling.

Oh, Mum, thanks so much
for babysitting Kenzo.

I'm really looking forward to tonight.

Hey, do you guys
know anywhere good to eat?

As a matter of fact, Janey,
I know a very good place to eat.

-No, you don't.
-No, I don't. Susan, door!

-Wait! Mum's opening doors for you?
-Oh, yes, Janey.

This is my darting hand.
I can't afford to overwork it.

-What about your other hand?
-Hmm?

He overworked that at university.

Thanks for that.

Dad, I didn't know
you were any good at darts.

Good? She... Good? Phenomenal, Janey,
is the only word to describe me.

I can think of a few more.

You know, I think it's my destiny
to win this darts trophy,

following my father's footsteps.

Oh, wow.

Dad, what's it like
to feel proud of your father?

Janey, you have no idea.

No, I don't.

(BLOWING)

Mum, how do you put up with it?

Because when he's focused on his darts,

he's not interested
in what I'm spending money on.

This is Dad we're talking about.

So, darling,

my friend Gloria has a personal trainer.

I was thinking of hiring him myself.

Yeah, nice.

-It's £100 an hour.
-Lovely.

Wow!

Mum, it's amazing how you can take
advantage of him being distracted.

-Is he really that thick?
-Oh, yes.

-You really look great tonight, darling.
-0hh!

That dress really brings out
the colour of your eyes.

Oh, thanks, Mum.

-Could you take the rubbish out for me?
-Sure.

Hang on a sec.

Where do we keep the bin bags again?

-{SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)
-Inhale.

(INHALING DEEPLY)

Exhale.

I always thought personal training
was a little more strenuous.

(SCOFFING)

(IN FRENCH ACCENT) You must not think
of me only as your personal trainer,

I'm also your life coach.

And in order to have a sound body,
first we must have a sound mind.

It's just I have been breathing
on my own for over 5@ years.

Really? And you have been doing it
all wrong.

Listen to the music as you breathe.

Andre, if you think I'm just
one of those women

-who wants company for an hour...
-Breathe.

-It's just that...
This

is your rebirth, Susan.

Listen to the music

as you breathe, hmm?

It's peaceful.

It's tranquil.

It's only £10.

-That sounds reasonable.
-Hmm.

And breathe the incense, huh?

This is essence of white orchid,

grown high in the Himalayas

by Tibetan monks who have abandoned
all worldly concerns

and live a pure and aesthetic life.

It's £17.50.

-I'll take two.
-Hmm.

Oui, Susan.

oul.

Yeah. Look, I'm sorry, fellows.

How was I to know the son of Tony Harper
would be terrible at darts?

I was a patient of his once.

He gave me three injections,
all in the wrong place.

That should have been a warning sign.

Look, I'm the captain.

I'll tell the Lloud-mouth pillock
he's off the team.

Hey! Another victory for the Menaces.
Who's the man?

Yeah, baby! Give me five, Gus.
Grizzly Gus.

0'Brien-ator! And big...

Phew! Hi, Martin, all right?
Whose round is it?

Gus, good man,
on your bike, come on. I'm parched.

Lager top, please. Thank you. Thank you.
(CHUCKLING)

So, boys, what are we talking about?

Oh, just about how to eliminate
the team's main weakness.

Say no more.
I've been expecting this for a while.

-Really?
-Oh, yeah.

Leave it with me. I'll deal with this.

Okay, O'Brien, you're out.

It's not O'Brien.

It's not... It's Gus. It's Gus.

I'll tell him.
I'll let him know gently. Gus!

-It's not Gus either.
-Yeah?

Ohl

Bit confused. Bit confused. Martin...

You don't want me to talk to you
about you, do you?

No. Give me the shirt, Harper.

~The shirt?
-You heard. You're off the team.

-What do you mean "off the team"?
-Look, no more discussion.

You're no longer a Menace,
at least not in this respect.

Come on, give me the shirt.

No. Hang on, this shirt's
the only thing I came in.

Look, your replacement needs it.
Francesca?

-What?
-{IN RUSSIAN ACCENT) I am Francesca.

-I am.
-Oh, good.

This is my replacement?
This is, yes.

(STUTTERING)

Go home, little man.

-Can we talk about this?
-Time for talk is over.

-Give shirt and go.
-You wouldn't be interested in a swap?

-No. Fine, look, if you...
-Shirt!

Hey, hang on.

Okay. Great. That's so good.
Thank you very much. Okay, guys.

Got the message.
See you, guys. Thank you, mates.

-I bet you could use a drink.
-Yeah, yeah.

-Hot toddy. (CHUCKLING)
-Sorry, no shirt, no service.

Hop it, fleshy.

(CHANTING) Om.

Susan?

I thought you had darts tonight.

-And a shirt on.
-It's my skipper Martin.

(SCOFFING)

Said I was the weak link in the team.

-That's terrible.
Tell me about it.

He's kicked me off the team
and had me replaced by a...

Woman.

I tell you, Susan,

the looks on their faces
as I crept out of that pub,

it was the most embarrassing
moment of my life.

They took your memory, too?

I'd really set my heart
on that championship trophy.

AW...

I know.

My dad would have been so proud.

Oh, Ben.

I'm not gonna throw another dart again.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Well, maybe

you can find a new hobby
that will take you

out of the house once or twice a week.

I don't know.

I mean, the thought of you
moping around this house

every night of the week...

-I know. Oh, thank you, darling.
-Hmm.

Hey, you really do care, don't you?

Yeah.

That's it.

So the relaxation mat was £60,
the physio-ball was £25

-and the heated neck-wrap was £40?
-Mmm-hmm.

Oh, and the Nepalese foot cream was £17.

Oh, of course.

Oh, namaste.

Namaste.

And the cheque?

Oh, of course. (CHUCKLING SHEEPISHLY)

Merci.

Now you have everything you need
to achieve inner peace.

-I'm homel
-Wanna bet?

You must be the lucky husband, huh?

Never thought of putting those
two words together, but thank you.

(SPEAKING IN FRENCH)

(SPEAKING GIBBERISH)

Hello, Ben.

-Oh, goodbye, Roger.
-I need to talk to you.

I heard about the Menaces,
dropping you like a bad habit.

News travels fast, eh?

Well, you did wander around shirtless
and drunk for two days.

Everybody saw it... Pecker up, Ben.

I bring news
that will brighten your day.

-What's your good news, Roger?
-My friend, Big Jerry, has died!

Really? That's why
you're in a good mood?

Big Jerry was on my darts team,
Roger's Jollies.

-Roger's Jollies?
-Too macho?

-Surprisingly, yes.
-So, what do you say, then, Ben?

Care to join our swashbuckling band
onboard the good ship Jolly Pop?

(CHUCKLING)

Tell me, this Big Jerry,
did he kill himself?

-Please say yes, Ben.
-Hmm, nah. I don't know.

Well, if you don't, then...

I guess we'll have to forfeit
our match tonight

against the Menaces.

The Menaces?

You're playing the Menaces?

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm not going to give up
my chance of sticking it to Martin.

You've just found
your last Jolly, Roger.

Oh, great. Try this on.

Your very own
Roger's Jollies team shirt.

That's good, but it really smells, Roge.

Oh, that's just Big Jerry.
He died in that shirt.

-And you didn't wash it?
-Yes, we did. Ten times.

It was a couple of days
before they found the body.

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

Hang on, hang on, hang on.
I know this guy.

Hey, Martin,
ready for our big match, then?

(SIGHING) Harper, do I need to get
a restraining order?

-I told you, you're off the team.
-I'm not in your team.

-I'm in Roger's Jollies.
- (LAUGHING)

You may laugh, but we have
just found ourselves a place

in next week's tournament.

-They let everyone into the tournament.
-Oh, really? well, nevertheless,

we're gonna win that trophy.

Care to put your money
where your mouth is?

Don't mention money. It's dirty.
Idon't like the way it tastes.

-Look, I meant...
-I know what you meant.

I was being glib.
100 quid says I win it all.

-You're on.
-You're on.

Yoo-hool Ben? Over here.

(EXHALING WITH DISGUST)

Ben, meet the other Jollies.
This is Amos and Junior.

Amos, Junior.

I'm Amos and he's Junior.

Mmm. Junior.
This is a little ironic, isn't it?

Junior being an extremely old man.

No, no, no. We call him Junior
because his father was Big Jerry.

The man who died is the father
of this extremely old man?

-Big Jerry was 102.
-What... Oh, really?

Attention, please.
Tonight's pre-tournament friendly

takes place between the Menaces
and Roger's Jollies.

-Yay. Let the games begin.
-{PEOPLE APPLAUDING)

Hang on. Harper can't be a Jolly
until he's passed the initiation.

-What's the initiation?
-First, shake our hands.

Yeah. Right.

-So, what's the initiation?
-That's it. You're in.

Come on, Junior.

So, this exercise will help you to get
in touch with your inner chakra.

You know, I've been doing
everything you asked, Andre,

but I'm still not feeling any fitter.

Perhaps we should check your progress
in your exercise diary, yeah?

Exercise diary?

You don't have
one of my exercise diaries?

Helen Mirren
writes in hers all the time.

-Helen Mirren?
-Yes.

She needed help to get rid of her...
Um... How do you say?

Bingo wings. Hmm?

-Maybe I should get an exercise diary.
-Mmm-hmm.

Hi, Mum. I've just died

and gone to heaven.

Andre, this is my daughter Janey.

Andre's my personal trainer.
He's from Nice.

(PRONOUNCING IT LIKE THE CITY)
Nice to meet you.

-What did you come over for?
-Who cares?

-Janey.
-I mean, your mixer.

I need it, you know, to mix.

In the kitchen. Get it and get out.

-Janey?
-okay.

Okay, okay, okay.

(MICHAEL CRYING OUT)

Michael? What are you doing here?

He was watching through the door.
He has a chair set up and everything.

Has he?

Well, I'm sure you're both
far too busy to stay a minute longer.

-Actually, I'm free all evening.
-Me, too.

-Out!
-But your mixer?

Use your tongue.
It's sticking out far enough.

Bye, Andre.

It was nice (PRONOUNCING IT LIKE
THE CITY) while it lasted. (GIGGLING)

Tough crowd.

(CROWD CHEERING)

Double 20. The Menaces win!

(CHEERING)

So, Ben, about our little wager.

Maybe you should just give me
the money now, eh?

Unless you still think you can win
the tournament. (CHUCKLING)

We were so close at the end.

Close? Roger, we lost by five sets.

His highest double was a three
and he broke a window.

But the important thing
is that we all had fun.

Fun, fun, fun, fun, fun.

-we'll do better next time.
-Not with me, you don't.

I've had enough of this humiliation.

Stick your Jollies. Goodbye, good luck
and good riddance.

(SNIFFING)

Ugh! That smells worse that it did
when it was on the corpse.

Ohl

You know,

I'm glad I gave up this darts lark.

Not really my sort of crowd.

I mean, it's hardly
the sport of kings, is it?

All your chums at the polo club
will be thrilled.

What are you doing here?
Aren't you supposed to be at work?

I quit my job.

-What?
-What?

What happened?

It just didn't do it for me.

Didn't do it for you?
That is ridiculous.

That's the best job you've had in ages.

Do you even know what it was?

That's not the point. You can't just
give up something after two days.

-why not? You did.
-That's entirely different.

No, it's not. It's the Harper way.

It's like you always say,

"when the going gets tough,
the Harpers get back on the sofa."

(CHUCKLING) Can you believe that?

It's what he's been seeing
since he was 10.

The only thing you've stuck at, Ben,
is the thing you absolutely hate.

Marriage.

Dentistry.

You can't even stick at a darts team.

Don't you think your father
had bad games? But he didn't give up.

No, but he wouldn't have hit the light
above the board, would he?

So how's Michael going to learn
if he sees you give up?

You know, maybe I have the ability
to win this tournament.

I mean, I may not have my dad's skill

but I certainly have
his fighting spirit.

You know what I'm gonna do?

I'm going to get this team together.
I'm going to mould them,

mould them into champions, for my father

-and my son. Yeah.
-That's my boy.

-Now, what do we do about Michael?
-He'll sort himself out.

(CHANTING) Om.

(CLANKING, RICOCHETING)

Therel You see that?
Look at this. (CHUCKLING)

(DRILL BUZZING)

Oh, that's all right.
Come on, come on. Move, move, move.

(GROANING)

You all right? What's the matter?

It's hurting.

~The pain.
-Come on. Come on. Out!

Move, move. Come on. Move.

-Here. All right.
-(GROANING)

Yeah. Oh, yeah. Yeah, that's the stuff.

Yeah, that'll do now. That'll do now.

(ALL CHEERING)

Now, listen to me, lads. Listen.

We can win this tournament.

The only thing to fear

is fear itself.

-And losing it.
-What about the humiliation?

-I don't like spiders.
-Oh, shut up. Shut up. Shut up!

Let's just focus
on the semi-final, shall we?

Now, to win it, we've got
to practise and practise and practise.

Now, come on. What's the matter now?

We're sick of practice, Ben.
My whole life is darts now.

I'm literally throwing darts
in my sleep.

And the neighbours aren't happy.

(TEARFULLY) Their cat lost an eye.

Oh, please, Roger.
The momentum is with us.

Right, now look,
to play like winners, we...

-ALL: Think like winners.
-Yes!

Somebody wake Junior up
and tell him what I've just said.

Hey... Um...

Excuse me. I know that guy.

(IN LONDON ACCENT) Oh, and give me 10
more cases of that vanilla yoghurt.

Yeah. Oh, don't worry.

I'll slap a Nepalese
foot cream label on it.

These soppy bints will buy anything.

(SOOTHING MUSIC PLAYING)

I'm sorry to disturb you, darling.

A bit of bad news.

Your personal trainer,

he's... Well, a bit of a con man,
I'm afraid.

-Yeah. Not even French.
-Oh, Ben.

I knew this would come, eventually.

-You're jealous.
-No, no. Not jealous.

I've just overheard him
boasting about ripping you off.

You're talking absolute nonsense.
He's my spiritual shaman.

Really? Well, your spiritual shaman
was seen smoking a fag

and downing a lager top.

(CHUCKLING) I actually heard him
calling you a soppy bint,

-in an English accent, I might add.
-(CHUCKLING)

-I just don't believe you.
-Ooh, Nepalese foot cream.

Hmm, I wonder what this tastes like.

-Are you out of your mind?
-Mmm.

Vanilla yoghurt.

What a lying sack of horse manure!

-I'm not lying.
-No, not you, him.

I feel such an idiot.

I spent a fortune on all this stuff.

All right, calm down.
It can happen to the best of us.

Ooh, I wonder what's he's put in the...
Ooh, face scrub.

Let's have a taste of this.

Ididn't get that from Andre.

Double 12! Roger's Jollies wins

and going to tonight's final
against the Menaces.

(CHEERING)

Let's do our song, crew.

ROGER'S JOLLIES:
# Jollies, jollies, jollies

-No. No. No.
-# Jollies, jollies, jollies #

-Michael, can we talk?
-# With a jo-jo here

# And a jo-jo there

# Here a jo
# There a jo

# Everywhere a jo jo

ALL: # jollies, jollies, jollies #

Hey, it really means a lot to me
that you came all this way

to cheer on your good old dad.

Yeah. That, and it's a pub.

I was thirsty.

I wouldn't have killed you
just to lie a bit.

Well, if I helps you, you did inspire
me to go back to my job today.

-Great! How did it go?
-I lost my temper and got fired.

Well, that's the Harper way.

-Hey, Harper.
-Hmm?

Ready to lose that money yet?

(CHUCKLING) I'm not
going to lose, Martin. You are.

Yeah. Well, I'm a reasonable man.

Maybe, if you like,
we can call off the bet?

No way. I've got you where I want you.
You Menaces are going down.

-Yeah.
-You want to up the ante, Harper?

-Let's do it.
-Okay. Come on, then.

-Let's say 200 quid.
-400.

-Hmm?
-You're on.

Oh, thanks for coming round
at such short notice, Andre.

(IN FRENCH ACCENT) Oh, but of course,
Susan. It is only an extra £40 charge.

Namaste.

It's just that I've been reading up

on some of the techniques
you've been using

and I thought I'd like to try
one out on you.

-Oh, but of course, yes.
-Ah. Please. Please. Take a seat.

(CLEARING THROAT)

-And close your eyes.
-All right.

Now, this is a mindfulness exercise

and I thought you might like to work it
into your regime

or as you say in France, régime.

Now, I want you to think about something
very, very peaceful.

Like a lake

or a pond

or a stream.

And now I want you to visualise
being tied up with a skipping rope

and having your own physio-ball
inflated inside you.

(CHUCKLING) But, I do not understand.

Well, me and a few other soppy bints
you've been ripping off

will be happy to explain it to you.

(CRYING OUT)

Namaste.

(ANDRE CRYING OUT)

Two-minute warning.
Two minutes to tonight's final.

We have one more win
and we'll win this championship.

Look at that. We're wrecks!
We've lost our Jollies.

Just focus. Focus.

There are defining moments in every
man's life and this is one of them.

I want you, you, you to look deep inside
yourselves and see what you're made of.

What we do tonight in this pub
will echo in eternity!

-And I've got 200 quid at stake.
-400.

-Four...
-You know, Ben,

when I was at school and I got nervous,
I'd always have to go to the toilet,

but, after your inspiring speech,

as an adult, I realise that...

-(IN HIGH-PITCHED VOICE) Oh, no.
-Oh, Roger.

Ladies and gentlemen, let's play darts.

(CROWD CHEERING)

Yes! Yes!

(CHEERING)

(CHEERING)

ALL: Yeah!

I crush you and I was drunk.

That is why I am so giggly.

Could you just get in here
and stop polishing your trophy?

Isn't she a beaut?

I still can't believe you won. You guys
must have played an amazing game.

Amazing. I'm telling you, Susan, you
had to be there. Imagine the scene.

I'm standing there at the oche.

The whole weight of Roger's Jollies
on me shoulders.

I take the arrows. I knew what it would
take to win that trophy.

Would you just get on with it
and tell me what really happened?

Well, Immigration burst in
and arrested my replacement, Francesca.

Apparently they got an anonymous
tip-off that she was here illegally.

-What are the chances?
-I know.

So, the Menaces had to forfeit
the trophy, you see,

and we won automatically.

So, basically you had someone
kicked out of the country

for the sake of a plastic trophy?

And 400 quid.

Result.

You really are amazing.

Seriously.

If you'd any conscience at all,
you wouldn't be able to sleep at night.

(SNORING)