All language subtitles for Boiling.Point.2023.S01E01.1080p.HDTV.H264-ORGANiC

- Just sat down Liam and investors.
Two to come but we'll get drinks.

We've just had a load of walk-ins, so
the place is rammed.
- Cool.

Who've you got looking after Liam's
table?

- I'm going to put Robyn on it but I
am floating.

- Yeah, good. I need your eyes on it
tonight.

Everything needs to be perfect.
- They're my VIP's.

- Everyone's a VIP, Dean.
- "Everyone's a VIP, darling!"

Right we're going to smash it, come
on.

- This programme contains strong
language.

- Check on, table eight - one scouse,
two cod, one pork.
- Yes, Chef.

- All right guys, guys can you listen
up!

Our special guests have just arrived

and we've had a load of walk-ins, so
we are full.

- Oh, all right, then.
- Now word is getting out there

and that is because of every single
one of you guys.

Your food, your dedication, your
passion on those plates.

I am so proud of you.

So keep pushing forward and let's do
what we do.

- Yes, Chef!
- Yes, come on!

Ah, sorry about that. Where we at?

- Er, scouse and terrine, table 14.

- Watch your back. Oxtail.

- Service, please.
- So, where's this new CDP?

- He said he's on his way.
- You sure?
- Yeah.

- Carly, we can't have another
no-show.

We're going to be screwed tonight.

- Look, even if he doesn't show, we're
sweet.

It's me and you. Dream team.
- Are we, yeah?

- Yes. Come on.
- All right, I trust you.
- You should.

- Camille! Terrine!
- Yeah, one minute.

- Chef, is this new kid coming in or,
or are we getting stood up again?

- Oh, no, we're not talking about your
love life here, Bolton.
- Oh, wow!

Wow, do you know what it is, right,
yous are just jealous cos

I've got a bird and I'm seeing her
tonight and you're going home alone.

- Oh, my God, Bolt, are you seeing her
again?

- I am seeing her again, yeah.
- Is that not twice in one week?

- It is twice in one week.
- Nah, you're not, shut up.

- Yeah, I am!
- That's a lot.
- Can't keep her hands off me.

Camille watch them croquettes, lad,
yeah?

- You watch you croquettes, lad.
- Camille!
- Yes?
- Terrine!

- OK, OK.
- Gis your best Scouse accent,
Camille.
- What?

- I said gis your best Scouse accent.

- "Gis your best Scouse accent."

- That's better, that's all right,
that's not bad.

- Just say, "Finger lickin' chicken."

- What? Finger lickin' chicken.

- You guys...
- Nearly, nearly. It was all right,
that.

- Terrine.
- Thank you.

- Chef, this is Johnny. He's here for
his first shift.

- I'm sorry.
- Nice of you to actually turn up, by
the way lad, thank you.

- Let him in the door first.
- Really sorry, there was a lot of
traffic.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah. No, no, no, it's
fine.

Sorry, yeah.

OK, look, we're going to have to dive
straight in

because it's madness out there.

Er, I don't have time to do a full
talk. So, quick intros.

This is our incredible sous, Freeman.

I'd be lost without him.

Over here we have the wonderful
Camille on starters and garnish.

Johnny.
- Nice to meet you.

- Literal Earth angel Emily, head of
pastry.

- You all right, darling, how you
doing?
- Yep, not bad.

- And one of our rising stars of the
kitchen, Jamie, demi CDP.

And here we have Scouse - sorry,
Bolton, meat and fish.

- Do I not get any, like, adjectives,
no?

- Mm, grumpy?
- Err, handsome.

- Debatable.
- Talented.
- Mm, hairy?

- Fair enough, I'll go along with that
one.

- Bolton is our master baster. ALL:
- Ohhh!

- Get on, Chef, get on the jokes,
there.

No, crack on, lad, crack on.

- Erm, so here we have Holly and Jake,
our KPs and general life-savers.

- Nice to meet you, bro.
- All right?

- Cool, so that's our merry band. OK.

The staffroom is over there if you
want to pop your whites on,

come straight back. Oh, erm, hold on a
sec.

Camille, how we doing on hollandaise?

- Like, six portions left.

- Cool, so when you come back, I want
you to jump straight onto that.

About two litres, beef fat, not
butter.

- OK.
- Yeah?
- Beef fat, not butter.

- Yeah, you got it?
- Yeah, cool, cool.
- Err, "Yes, Chef."

- Sorry! Yes, Chef.
- All right, OK. Quick, quick.

- Service!

- Search hollandaise recipe.

I found this on the
web for hollandaise recipe.

- Egg yolk, tarragon...

- Oh, hi.
- Hey, how you doing?

- You OK? You lost?
- No, I'm Johnny.

Sorry, um, Chef told me to come in
here to get changed, so...

- OK, well... I'm Robyn, nice to meet
you.

- Nice to meet you.

Hey, how's the food? How is
everything?
- Lovely thank you.

- Amazing. Can I get you a glass of
wine?
- No, I'm good, thank you.

- OK, I'll take this for you, then.
- Thank you.

- Excuse me!
- Hi.
- Can I have some more pepper, please?

- Yeah, I'll get that now.

Are you all right?

- No, I'm not.

- Ah-ah!
- Hi.
- You need to stop that.

- What did I do?
- You need to stop that right now.

I didn't do anything.
- You did, and you know you did.

- And then the problem is that I get
frisky,

and I get told off for it, even though
it's your fault.

- Sounds like your problem.

- Hey, Billy, leave her alone.
- She started it.

- Hi.
- Table six asked for their bill about
ten minutes ago

and this is me just telling you.
- Great.

Well, I'll do that now, then.
- Soz, pal.

Those aren't the drinks for Liam. Mus?

Mus, Mus, Mus, Mus, Mus, Mus, Musa.

Musa.
- Yes, my love?
- Liam's table, please.

Go.
- Liam's table.
- Be charming.

- I don't have any.

- You can do it. You can do it, come
on.
- It's Liam's table, man.

Here we are.

That's your very special negroni.
- OK. Thank you.

- And two old-fashioned.
- Lovely.

- For you, sir, and for you, sir.

And, by the way, sorry there was a bit
of delay,

but I'm sure it's going to be worth
it, yeah?
- Perfect.

- Err, shall I call Robyn to take the
rest of your order?

- Oh, no, we're still waiting on a
couple of people.
- Yeah.

- Um, so if you could let Carly know
for me?

- Yeah, of course.
- And if we could have some of those
olives?

That'd be great.
- Olives?
- Perfect.
- Olives. Yes, boss.

- Kit, are you going to the kitchen?

- Yes, sir.

So Liam's bank buddies, the rest of
them haven't arrived yet.

So let them know, so they can chill.
- OK.

- And they want olives.

- OK.
- Yeah, olives?
- Yeah, I know.

- Does olives make you smile?

- Um, Carly, some of Liam's rich
friends have not turned up,

so the order's going to be a bit
delayed.

But can they have some olives, please?
- Olives?!

OK, all right, all right.

Er, gum, bin.
- Yeah.
- Sink. Wash your hands.

- Sorry.

- OK, Chef, shall I just get started
on the sauce, yeah?

- Yeah, just roll your sleeves up for
me.

- Sorry?
- Sleeves.
- Oh, sorry.
- Roll up.

Um, everything you need should be in
the dry store at the back.

If you've got any problems, just shout
one of the team.

- Yes, Chef.
- Yeah?

- Sorry, is it all right if I work
over here?

- Hmm? Oh, yeah, of course.

- Erm, do you know where the mixing
bowls are?

- Yeah.

Just down here.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

Jake, Holly, hot pan over here.

- All right, one cod, two salmon, one
beef, one pork.

Table seven.
- Yes, Chef!

- Oh, you all right, love?

- Yeah, um, I'm just getting started
on the mayonnaise.

- The...
- Sorry.
- Hollandaise!

- The hollandaise, hollandaise.

- Can you pass me those piping bags,
please, darling?

Oh, no. The blues ones.

- Oh, sorry, piping bags.

- And you'll get used to that lot out
there.
- Yeah, I know.

- Where did you work before?
- Do you know where the eggs are?

- The eggs? Yep, we keep them in the
fridge, here.

- Thank you.

- Easy, boss man.
- Hey, how you doing?
- Yeah.

- Sweet. Um, what was your name,
again?

- Jake.
- Jake, Jake, sorry do you know where
the eggs are?

- Ahh.

- Ah, thanks.

- You're welcome, just...
- Thank you, man.
- Is that OK, yeah?

- Yeah, this is fine.
- OK?
- Cheers.
- No worries.

- Jake!

- Service!

Service, please, man!

Bolton. Johnny sorry, you good?
- Yeah, yeah.

It's fine, it's fine.

I'm calling out but no-one's fucking
coming,

it's going to melt, the ice cream is
going to be ruined.
- It's all right.

Jamie, Jamie, breathe. I'll sort it.
- Please!
- Don't stress, don't stress.

- Holly, I'm sorry, bro.

- Oi, they're loving your rhubarb
thing, look.

I don't even have to wash that one,
they've licked it clean.

- You still have to wash it though,
yeah?

- Yeah, obviously I will, you nutter.

- Jesus!
- Is she new?

- "They!" Fuck sake.

- How we doing, team?

- Oi! You, out!

- You, fired.

Looking great out there, team.

Lots of happy customers.

Looking really pleased, absolutely
smashing it today, yeah?

Yeah? Carly, can I have a quick word?

- What, now?
- Yeah.

- OK. Um, you good?

- Not really. Go on, go on.
- I'll be two secs.

Everything all right?

- Yeah, they're absolutely loving
Billy's cocktails.

And those olives are absolutely
delicious.

- OK.
- And I was just thinking, when our
mains come out,

you could come out with them.

Cos they're going to want to talk to
you about the menu and stuff.

- Yeah, all right, yeah.
- And I just need you to take care

of the order personally tonight.
- Of course.
- Because...

- Yeah, yeah.

- Because they need to taste YOUR
food.

- Yes, Liam.
- This is your...
- Liam!

- Yeah.
- I know.
- It's got to be you.

- All right, are you sure everything's
all right?

Cos you seem a little...
- Yeah, yeah.

No, yeah, I'm good, yeah.

- Listen to me. Look at me.

It's absolutely buzzing out there.

This is the best night for them to
come.

Trust me, all they need to do now is
taste the food...
- Your food.

- It's a done deal. Yes, it's a done
deal, I'm telling you.

They're going to invest.
- Yeah.
- I can feel it.

- All right.
- You go do your thing.
- Yeah, all right, see you out there.

- Service!

OK.

- Carly, is everything all right with
Liam?

- Yeah, yeah!
- Sure?
- Yeah, lovin' it.

- OK.

- Ah... Right, you OK?

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm fine.

Um, you just go out there, sit down,
take table 13.

It's free, get yourself a pint, and
put your feet up, y'know?

- Oh, Freeman, Freeman.
- Yeah?
- I've got something for you.

Oooooooh...

OK. All right!

Check on, two artichokes, no goat's
cheese on one, one beef,

one cod, no chowder on the cod!

ALL:
- Yes, Chef!

Don't tell me I don't
understand.

I'm here covering your arse every
single day, Andy!

I can't take it any more.

- I want to stop. I really want to
stop.

- You don't do the orders! You don't
do the prep!

you don't give a fuck about us!

You fucking come in stinking of booze.

You're a fucking...

- He's collapsed!

- OK, so, what's the word for like a
final dance at school,

where everyone gets dressed up in
the...
- A prom.

- A prom, OK.

So we're at the prom and my boyfriend
at the time was

going to have an accidental baby with
my best friend.

But also with two other girls he's
cheating...

- Sorry, I'm not having that, rewind
that one back a sec, he done what?

- He was going to have an accidental
baby with my best friend.

But he was with me.
- An accidental baby?

- An accidental baby.
- You say that like it's normal.

Like it's normal to have an accidental
baby.

- No, come on.
- Sorry, sorry, go on, go on!

- OK, so my boyfriend is cheating with
four different girls, OK?

That part's not important.
- Ah, that's horrible.

Don't speak to him ever again, by the
way.

- No, Bolton, come on. We're French
it's not a big deal, no?

You guys are so uptight.

So, um, we do the whole, err...

You know, vote for your friends -
best-looking, best personality...

And then there is best couple.

He is nominated four times.

So everyone knew he was an asshole!
- OK.
- Everyone knew.

- All right, OK, so what happened
after that?

- Oh, no, I think that's it, Bolton.

- Oh, sorry, that's the end of the
story?

Ah, mate, I thought that was going
somewhere.

- No, come on.
- Oh, no, it was funny.

I mean, I'm laughing on the inside.

- Va chier, Bolton!

T'es bilingue?
- How funny in Turkish?

- Tu parle Francais?

- I can, I can just about speak
English, mate.

- Tu parle Francais? Quoi?

- Tell us it in French then, mate.

- No, cos you won't understand,
Bolton, come on.

- It'll be...it'll be fucking
hilarious then.
- Aww.

Don't listen to them. Leave her alone
now.
- Only messing, mate.

- "I'm only messin', mate!"

- That's what I hear. Exactly, that's
what I hear when you speaking.

- Check on, one salmon, one artichoke,
no goat's cheese on that one,

one beef, one cod. All going out
together, please.

- Yes, Chef! Oui, Chef.

- All right, me little Scouse mouse,
where we at?
- Eh, thanks, lad.

Eh, I'm just going to sort table's
13's mackerel out now.

I've got two beef resting

and making space for Liam and his
table when you need me, yeah?

- Nice one.
- Hollandaise, only five portions
left.

- OK. Thanks, Jamie.

- How long on my veg?

- Eh, one minute.

- Make it 30 seconds, please.

- Mum, you all right?

- Bolton, I'm not going to ask you
again. How long on my beef?

- No, if you're all right... No, Mum,
I can't chat. I'm at work.

Freeman!

- Right, two mussel, two cod. Nice and
easy.
- Yes, Chef!

- Mum?

Mum, I will call you when I finish. I
don't know.

About midnight, all right?

OK? Right, bye.

- Hi, gents, are you ready to order,
or...?

- Er, yeah, yeah. I think we are.
- You need more time?
- Are you guys...?

- Yeah? Amazing.
- Yeah, what the hell's this erm,
"lobscouse"?

- Oh, the lobscouse, er, so it's got
lamb, potatoes...

No, er beef, potatoes, onions,
carrots...

- Right, so, it's just, it's a stew,
then?

- Part of our "Northern influence"
that I was talking about.

- Yeah.
- "Point North".

- Right, OK, so there's no lobster?
- No.
- Oh, fuck it!

In that case, I'll go for the beef and
the mussels

and the chips, please, darling.
- Wonderful.

- Oh, my God, oh, my God!

- You fucking joking?
- I'm so sorry! I'm sorry!

- Please be careful. Be careful of the
glass.

Sir, are you OK?

- Do I look like I'm OK? Is it her
first fucking day, is it?

Fucking joke.

- I need you to get me some blue roll
and a wet cloth. We're good, OK?

I am so, so, so... Oh, no, no, no
don't rub it - you'll go blind.

Blot - if you just blot it.

- Jake, this looks like shit! What you
playing at?

- Looks like shit? I've been working
for four hours.

- Four hours? I was here till three in
the morning. It was spotless.

- You were here until three in the
morning cos you're lazy.

- I will slap you, you cheeky git. I
will.

Now, pass me that, pass me it.
- What?
- That.

When you coming round, anyway?

I don't see you any more outside this
gaff.
- I'm coming soon.

- When's soon?
- Just got to check my diary and see
when I can fit you.

- Oh, sorry, I'll make an appointment.
- Busy guy.
- Move that over.

- Carly, Freeman, backs. I've got
duck, duck, duck.

There you go, be careful.
- Thank you.

- OK.

Service!

Jake, clear this pass, please.

- Obviously, I'm going to comp this
meal,

we're going to get you some drinks.
I've got a great dry cleaner...

- I'm so sorry.
- Yeah.

She needs some training or something,
that's not...

- They're going to take care of it.
- It's not good enough.

- I have a good dry cleaner.

If we can't get it cleaned, I will
replace the shirt.

Please be careful on that. You all
right?
- Yeah, yeah I'm fine.
- OK.

My God, we've had a spillage!

Kit Kat's just poured a glass of red
wine over that guy sitting there.

He's wearing a white shirt! Jamie,
stop looking!

- All right, wind your necks in. Is he
all right, Dean?

- I've had to comp the meal.

Carly! He looks like he's been fucking
shot!

He was gonnae kick aff!

- Jamie, can you stop fucking around
with the ice cream?

- What is going on tonight, Carly?
- Yeah, yeah.

I know.

Hiya. Look, you can't...

Hang on.

You can't keep call...

What'd you mean, "a funny turn"?

- Freeman?
- Oh, man. Yeah?

- Where's she gone, lad?
- I don't know, phone keeps ringing.

OK, another beef, another venison.

It's table 12.
- Yes, Chef!

- Camille, how long on that artichoke?

- Four minutes.

- Thank you.

One venison, one pumpkin. Table one.

- Yes, Chef!
- Yeah.

- Is this water on?

- So, you're fine?

You're fine, you're sure? Yeah, yeah,
your speech sounds fine to me.

- Chef, I've just taken Liam's table
order. So that's going to be incoming.
- OK, thanks, Robyn.

There's your two mussels.
- OK, great. Thank you.

- Which is it? Is it your arm or is it
your leg?

What... Oh, God!

- Right, hollandaise sauce - how long?

- New kid, come on.
- Mate, mate, I've got him. It's fine,
it's fine.

- Just give me, just give me a number,
lad!

- Guys, guys, guys, we've got Liam's
order through

and he's with VIPs, and I mean
V―I-V―I―Ps tonight, OK?

So there's two oysters, one beetroot,
two pork,

and then we got four mussel, one
artichoke, one duck, one cod,

two beef and three chips. Three chips
- we got that?

- Yes, Chef!
- Yes? OK.

- Bolton, I'm going to finish this
off. Where do you want him?

- Lad, jump on the grill and don't
mess anything up, yeah?
- Yes, Chef.

- If the weakness gets worse, just
call me back

and if you need it, you've got your
emergency button.

Mum, we've been through this.

You open the app and you press the big
red button.

- Fuck! Get it together, man!

- Jay, grab that pan for us there,
lad.

Yeah, I...

- Carly, I need you now.
- I've got to go, I've got to go. Bye.

- I'm going under.
- I know, I'm sorry, I'm coming.

- And we just had Liam's table come
in.

Here, take that.

OK.

- OK, check on!

- This has to be perfect!

- How long on the artichoke, Camille?

- 30 seconds.
- Make sure nothing goes out without
me checking it, right?

Dill sauce, please.

I just want perfection!

- Good?
- Yeah.

- Service?

- Cool.

- Billy? Someone's saying this isn't
lemonade, it's soda water.

I thought they were bullshitting,

so I snuck a taste on my way here, and
it's definitely soda water.

- That's lemonade.

- That, no, that smells like nothing.
It's soda water.

- They're up my arse now, Billy, yeah.

Just, just don't mess up, yeah? Don't
mess up.

- First of all, that's lemonade.

Second of all, every time YOU screw
up, I've always got your back.

- I, I never mess up, yeah?

- Guys! A customer's just ruined the
Text My Ex finale.

- No!
- Kiki won!

Right, we're going out tonight.

- I'm DYING for a drunk kebab, y'know?

- Kit Kat?
- Yes?
- Drink after work?

- Fuck, yes, please!
- No, no, my head's banging.

- Mus, you are not invited for a drink

because you're horribly hungover at
work.

- OK, no, first off, I don't want to
go.

Second of all, I have a headache
that's kind of killing me, yeah?

Do you have, er, paracetamol, Billy?

- No, because we're grown-ups - we
don't come to work hungover! Move!

- I need, I need medicine.
- Mus, go, away. Cover your section.

Get out my sight.
- Ouch, Dean!

I need health insurance here.
- Get!

Billy, I've got a present for you.

- What?

- Two strawberry daiquiris.

Shit!
- What the heck is that?

- One minute, one minute.

- 'The person you are calling is
unable to take your call.'
- Oh, shit!

- OK, one pork.

Two pork. Table one.

- Pick up, pick up, pick up.

- Table five. One beef, one mackerel.
- Yes, Chef.

Freeman, Freeman! Come here.

- All right, you're going to tell me
what's going on.
- I've got to go.

- Whoa, whoa! Carly, where you going?

- I've got to, I've just got to go
out, and...

- What do you mean, you've got to go
out?

Carly, it's fucking manic in there!
- Freeman, it's my mum, all right?

There's a medical emergency. I can't
get hold of her.

I need to go and make sure she is OK.

- Hasn't she done this to you before?

I mean, can't you send a neighbour or
something?

- Honestly, it's quicker if I just go.

Er, I need you to get Camille on the
pass.

Um, the lobscouse needs filling up.
Make sure you...

- What about Liam and the investors?
- You've got this.

- Oh, Carly!
- Just, I'm at the end of the phone.

You can call me any time, and I will
be back as soon as I can.

- All right, go on. Do your thing.
- Thank you.

- All right, guys, listen up, listen
up. Carly's had to leave.

- What do you mean, she had to leave?
- Don't ask.

So, um, where's Camille?
- She's in the storeroom.

- All right, Bolton, you come and help
me on the pass.

Jamie, I need you between starters and
pastry,

and new boy, you keep your ears open,
anyone needs anything, you get in
there, yeah?
- Yes, Chef!

- All right, guys, we got this, yeah?
- Yes, Chef!

- How you finding your overheads?

- Er, yeah, they're very manageable.

I mean, it's more than we expected,
obviously, but...

- Nah, it's always the way with this
industry, mate.
- Yeah.

- What's going on with your, erm,
ROIs?

- Yeah, we're on track to meet them.

- Brilliant. Liam, these croquettes
are lovely.
- Yeah.
- Very nice.

You eating them oysters?

You going to eat that one?
- Mm.

- What do you think?

- That is interesting, isn't it?
- Yeah.

- OK. You take one. Take that.

Onions, Bolton.

- New kid? Onions, lad.

Onions!

They were on the grill. Come on, where
are they?
- Err...

- Come on, lad.

- You all right?
- Yeah.

- All right, two cod, table two!

- Er, new kid? Give us two beef, lad,
yeah?
- Er, yes, Bolton!

Yes, Chef! Sorry.

- Where are we going here?
- Table two.

- Come on, lad.
- Yeah, I'm on it!

- You look like shit, bro.
- My head's going to fuckin' explode,
man.

Does anyone have paracetamol?

Hey, Bolton, do you have paracetamol?

- Tell you what I could do, lad, I
could give you a prescription

for someone who gives a shit, if you
want.
- What's so funny?
- Bless ya.

- Want a little lie-down?

- No, I'm not OK, actually. It's a
fucking nightmare out there, man.

- Oh, is it a nightmare, is it, lad?
Jake, do us a favour lad, slap him.

- Are you serious?
- Just give him a little slap.

- Slap me! Oh, oh, oh, oh, "I'm
Bolton, I'm cutting meat.

"Oh, my life is so fucking hard!"

"Oh, look at me, I'm going to fucking
die."

- Guys, guys, guys!
- Stop crying about it.
- Guys, guys!

- You, Musa. Mus! Your section is a
mess. Out!

Right now! You are getting on my last
nerve, boy.

- Good lad, yeah?

- Where's Chef?
- She's left.

- Er, Liam wants to talk to her.

- Yeah, well, Liam can't talk to her,
because she's left.

- OK, erm, am I taking this one?

- Yeah, take that and tell Liam
there's nothing I can do about it.

I'm sorry, Robyn.

Robyn, I can't do anything about it!

Come on.
- OK, yeah, I'm going.

- Liam, she's left, what do you want
me to say?
- She's left?
- Yes!

- What the fuck do you mean, "she's
left?"
- It's a personal thing.

- Where the fuck has she gone,
Freeman?

- Her mum's not well, OK? Happy? Jeez!

Service!

Look, Freeman knows what he's doing.

- They don't want to talk to Freeman,
Carly,

they want to talk to the head chef.

- I'll be back as soon as I can.
- Well, when?

- About an hour.

- What am I supposed to tell them
until then?

- Yes, Liam, yes, I am.

I'm well aware, Liam.

- Eh, lad, you got 12 portions of
beef.

Er, hang on, erm... Oh, no, no, ignore
me.

It's sound.

- What the fuck?!

- Going to need that pasta soon.

- Yeah, it's ready in two minutes,
Freeman.

- Oh, Abbs, yes, can you take that one
and that one please, darling?

Thank you very much.
- More beef.

- Jamie, open this, please!

- Fuck's sake, man. Here, gie's it.
- Every time.

- It's easy, what you on about?!
- Why is that easy when you do it?!

- Pasta!

- Bloody hell!

- Get the hot pan.
- Yes, I know, thanks! Bossy boots!

- You all right?
- I got rejected again.

- Does that mean they're not letting
you have the room?

- It's a credit issue - once again.

- Er, Jamie?
- Yeah?
- My house is your house

for as long as you need it. You know
that, right?

- Yeah, but I feel bad.
- It means I get to keep you for
longer.

- Oh, shut up, man!

- Ah, lad, are you messing?

New kid! Get on the pass with Freeman
now, yeah?

Hurry up, lad! Move out the...
- Yes, Chef!

- Now, I know it's your first day, but
I've got to redo all this shit again
now, cos you fucked it up, yeah?

- Sorry, Chef, I just...

- Anything else I can get ya during
service, lad?

Do you want me to rub your back?
- Hey, hey, hey!

- Want me to rub your feet? Want me to
wipe your arse for you, do the whole
fucking job, lad, yeah?

- Carrot puree at the bottom, ox cheek

and then some scouse on top. You got
that?

Right, where's my beef, where's my
tray?

- "Where's the beef"? He's fucked it
up, lad. 25 minutes out.

- Come on!

No, no, no. What you doing?

Carrot puree in the bot...

All right, all right, listen.

OK, erm, have you got your knives with
you?

- Yeah, yeah, they're...
- Yeah?
- They're in my bag.

- OK, they're in the back. Can you go
and get them?

- Erm, yeah, yeah, of course, sure.

Won't be a sec.
- We'll get you out the back doing
some stuff.
- Course.

- Come on, Bolton, give me a push.
- Lad, he is fucking useless.

- I don't care! Give me a push, come
on.

- Jake, hot pan there, lad.
- Jake, come and take this.

- Bet you 20 quid he's not here next
week.

- Not good, babe. Not good, babe.

I don't know why I thought I could do
this.

What I'm doing here is nothing like
what I was doing over there.

They're expecting me to know all this
stuff,

like making hollandaise from scratch.

I've never made hollandaise from
scratch!

Yeah, but if I say that, then they're
going to know

I haven't got the training, aren't
they?

Yeah, yeah.

- Yeah, it's fine.

Yeah, yeah, just, just do what you
need to do.

Maybe I'm...maybe I'm overreacting.

- One minute, hold it there. Oh...
Sorry.

- Promise. Love you. Bye.

- How you getting on, all right?
Surviving?

- I just feel like I'm getting in
everyone's way, to be honest.

- Don't! Don't do that.

It's just one of those nights.
Everybody's stressed.

- It's just crazy being here, man.

I never thought I'd work in a place
like this and I'd...

I just don't want to mess it up, you
know?

- Don't do that. You're not going to
mess it up.

Listen, they're all brilliant at what
they do. Excellent.

But don't be intimidated. They're
idiots.

All of them,

except Carly and Emily, but the rest
of them - idiots!

- Yeah, I know, but you guys did all
work with Andy Jones

and that is kind of big.

- Yeah, aye, yeah. Erm, maybe don't
bring that up in there?

It's still just a wee bit sensitive,
so...
- Oh.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Listen I'm going to go. Just, it's
your first night.

Nobody's expecting you to be perfect
so just...try and enjoy it, OK?

- Yeah, yeah.

Thanks.

I got my knives, Chef.

- Yeah, two seconds, two seconds.

We'll get you out back doing some
stuff.

- Chef? Freeman.
- Yes?
- Can I have a push, please?

- Yeah, yeah, give me a minute, give
me a minute.

OK, Johnny, come here.

I need you to copy EXACTLY what's
going on here.

Carrot puree, meat and then the
scouse.

EXACTLY like this.

Yeah? Nice and easy.

And then I need you to take the
broccoli off there, put it in there.

It's for the same table, all right?
Keep your knives down there.

- Yes, Chef.

- Service!

- No, no, Johnny.

This, in here. OK?
- Thank you.

- Oh, fuck off. Do you think I'm a
fucking idiot, lad?

Think I wasn't going to see that?

Lad, nothing - and I mean nothing -

leaves this kitchen unless it's
uniform.

They haven't paid good money for you
to fuck the food up, yeah?

Freeman, where's Carly, lad? What's
going on?

- Will you stop asking me that and
just get on with your sh...

- Er, keep the change.
- Yeah.

- MUM?!

Mum?

Mum?

Mum?!

Oh, my God.

- What you shouting for?

- I was watching that.

What's the matter?

- Are you all right?

How's your leg?

- It's fine.

- Is there any pain?
- Carly, relax!

Whatever it was, it's passed.
- Right, just stand up for me.

- No!
- Mum.

I just need you to stand up.

- Oh, give us a hand, then.
- Yeah, OK.

All right?
- Thank you.

- See?

- Yes, I'm not a pensioner.

- What happened, Mum?
- What do you mean?

- You pressed your emergency alarm,
Mum.

- No, I didn't!
- Yes, you did.

- No, no.
- I got an alert at work!

- Oh! So I did.

I was making sure I knew how it
worked, like you told me to.

So I, um, must have pressed the red
button by mistake.
- Right.

- What are you looking at me like that
for?

You know it's, it's not as if I
pressed it on purpose!

- OK, Mum, I've got a really important
night at work.

- Oh, Carly, it's always an important
night.

Maybe you're not cut out to run a
business.

- I'll see ya later.

- Look, we're out of milk. Can you go
and get some?

- Yes! Two minutes.

- Beef, beef, beef?

- One minute, Freeman, lad.

- How long on the mackerel, Camille?
- One minute.

- It's on your right, there, Chef.

- Service!

- Well done, mate. This beef is
banging.

- Service, service, service!

- Hi, mate, good?
- Yeah, mate.

- Fucking hell, man, that's banging.
- Yeah?
- Yeah, man, for real.

- Cheers, man.
- Not bad!

Right, that looks good to go. Right,
sweet, man. Thanks.
- No worries.

- Johnny's fucking smashing it,
everyone.

- Right, can we take this duck and
then come back for the beef?

- Right, that's Liam's table all
sorted.

Remember, they go out at the same
time.
- Yes, Chef!

- Em!
- Mm?
- Keep an eye on this mad house for me
for two minutes.

I'm just going to give Carly a call,
all right?

- Oh, Freeman, pop the chocolate sauce
back in the bath. Thank you.

- Bolton!
- Hello.
- The jus need doing on those two,
yeah?

Make sure they go out together,
remember.

- Er, new kid, do me a favour.

Get the sauce out that bath, put it in
the jugs,

finish that table off, yeah?
- Yes, Chef.
- Thank you.

- Er, Robyn?
- Yeah?

- Table 11 are asking about the wine.

They've been waiting about ten
minutes.

- Er, yeah, sorry, um, I'll be there
in two seconds.

I just need to take this out.
- Yeah, OK.

- OK, all good?
- Yep.

- Thank you.

- All good?
- Yep.

- She's not picking up.

Right, what's the chocolate sauce
doing here?

You didn't just...

- Thanks very much.
- Let me know...

- Really sorry, gentlemen...
- Ah, Freeman!

- There's been a slight mix-up in the
kitchen.

Robyn, can you, erm, get these
replaced with beef jus immediately?

- OK.
- Thank you. I'm really sorry, guys.

Apologise, we'll get that sorted...

- Freeman, the fellas just have some
questions for you.

Just come and have a sit-down for a
minute, will ya?

- We're, we're pretty manic in...

- Yeah, just come and have a quick
sit-down.
- OK, two minutes.

- They're asking a few things about
the menu. Is that all right?

- Two minutes.
- Ask away, fellas.

- Where's Carly?

- Freeman's our sous-chef.

We brought him over from Jones & Sons,
as well.

- All right, mate, we were just
saying, this um,

this "Northern food", it's, it's quite
cute,

and it's niche and all the rest of it,
but it doesn't exactly inspire.

So, um, it'd be great if you could
just, um,

sell it to me.

- OK, er, Carly who I've worked with
previously, um,

a restaurant called Jones & Sons,

she had this idea of taking, um,
classic Northern cuisine

and sort of moving it into a kind of
London five-star environment.

- OK, look, I get all that.

What are people googling?

- I don't know. What are people
googling?

Curries.

You know? Italian food,
Japanese food, right?

What people are NOT doing is going,

"Oh, we'll have a, we'll have a
fucking Northern tonight".

You know what I mean?!
- Ben, but, this, this is quality food

and that's what people want around
here.

- Liam, I get that, right?

But there's other things we can be
doing, all right?

What was your name again?
- Freeman.

- Freeman?
- Yeah.

- That's an interesting name.

So, Freeman, what we need, my
friend...

Gimmicks.

Camille, give me a push, please.

I've got more tickets than a fucking
bus conductor 'ere.

- Bolton, I need two jus, please.

- Is there anything I can do to help,
Chef?

- Yeah, just give me one second, lad.

Right, you can, eh...

- Ah, shit! What are you doing here?

- Nothing's ready.

- Oh, man, that sauce is fucked. Er,
Holly, hot pan there, please, mate.

- Bolton, can you finish this off for
me, please?

- Ah, mate, no, no, no, no, no, no.
- No, come on.

- Ah, lad, I'm up to my eyeballs here,
what's going on?

- You're not the only one struggling.

This is impossible, I need help.
Please.

- Lad, do us a favour, er...
- Bolton.
- Get two cod in the oven.

- Bolton.
- Nah, swerve that.
- Bolt.

- Just keep hold of them - when
they're done, put them on a J-cloth

and then pass them over to Camille
after.
- Bolt?!

- What?! What do yous want?
- "What, what?" I need my duck.

- What, what duck, lad?!
- I sent you, I sent you 40 minutes
ago, my duck.

- Lad, we've already sent that.

- Bolt, I can't... I need a
translator.

I really don't understand you.

- Do me a favour. Here, I'll tell you
what, I've got food here.

Yous know what the order is, you
fucking take them, yeah?

- Man, that's not the duck!
- What is going on here?

- Hey, hey, hey!
- Stop talking to me, get out!

- Table two said they've been waiting
45 minutes for their main!

- Do you know what, Dean? I don't
really care, mate.

I'm up to me fucking eyeballs here.

- Charming! Charming as ever, Bolton.

- Look at all this. It's all piled up.

- OK come on, come on, come on!

- Get to table two right now. Robyn,
move!
- Just take it.

- Come on. Unbelievable!

- That can fuck off as well.

Tell me something -

what is the point in Point North?

- Northern-inspired cuisine.

It's pretty simple, really, guys.

Now, if you don't mind, gentlemen, I
need to get back in the kitchen.

- No, no, sit down. We've got a few
more questions, bro.

- Camille?
- Mm?

OK, thanks.

- What do you want me to do now, Chef?

- Um, lad, will you go in that fridge
there,

make us up a fish sauce, yeah, please?
- Yes, Chef.
- Thank you.

Camille!
- Mm?
- Your pan.

- Someone sort it out!

- Yeah, OK.
- Quickly.

- Don't worry, I've got it!

- No, no, no! Johnny!

- Oh, my God!
- Move out the fucking way!
- Just step back!

- You a fucking idiot, lad? Everyone
fucking move out the way.

It'll die out itself.
- Come on, come on, please, please.

- What's the Northern inspiration
behind the kale salad, then?

- My mum and dad were always telling
me to eat my veg.

- Jake, move out the way, lad.

Holly, backs, backs. Hot pan.
- Put it in there.

- What the fuck is going on in here?
- Yeah, the new kid

nearly burnt the fucking kitchen down,

but don't worry, I've sorted it.

- Bolton, I leave you in here for five
minutes in control,

the fucking kitchen nearly burns down.

- I mean, it wasn't five minutes but,
yeah, sound.

OK, lad. Yeah, sweet.
- No, it wasn't five minutes,

because I was sorting out your fucking
mess.

- You were sorting out MY mess?

- Chocolate sauce on the most
important table of the evening.

- Lad, I asked the new kid to put the
jus on the plate.

That's my fault?
- I asked YOU to put the jus on the
plate, Bolton.

- OK, yeah, while I'm drowning in all
your fucking tickets.

- I don't give a fuck, Bolton!
- You're sat outside,

having a fucking meal with all them.
Having a knees-up.

- That's what you think was going on
out there?

That I was having a fucking jolly?

- What else does it fucking look like,
lad?

- You have no fucking idea what I have
to put up with out there.

- Have a fucking day off, will ya,
yeah?

"Oh, look at me, I'm Freeman, I'm
angry again!"
- Do you know what?

It's like working with a fucking bunch
of schoolkids.

You just fucking treat this place

like it's a fucking laugh and a joke.

This is a fucking serious place of
work.

And fucking chocolate sauce, on the
most important table.

For fuck's sake!

- For God's sake, calm down!

- No! I'm not going to calm down! I've
had enough!

It's like being back at fucking
school!

- You need to take a breath, love.
Please.

- Fuck this, man!

It's a joke!
- Ca va pas, non?

- Oh, my God. WHAT was that about?
- Let's crack on.

Let's finish this shift and we can all
fucking go home. You all right?

- There was absolutely no need for
that.
- That was fucking stupid.

- I know.
- He could've hurt someone.

- Are you all right, darling? It
didn't hit you, did it?

- No, no, it's fine.
- Are you all right?
- Yeah.

- Stupid sod.

That's bloody ruined now.

- Oh, shit.

One minute.

- They didn't think we were worth the
investment.

And they said we'd be lucky to still
be open in six months.

- All right, well, um...

That still gives us some time.

- Does it? Cos the marketing ideas,
social media...

- Oh, God, Liam, no!
- Branding the... Even the
franchising, Carly.

- No, Liam.
- They're good ideas.

- No, no. No, Liam, they're not.
They're not good ideas.

And I'm absolutely not doing it.

We don't have that kind of restaurant,

it's not going to work for us.

I need you to keep the faith.

I need you to remember what we're
doing here, what we've started.

- And I need you to start acting like
a business owner.

Because I can't put any more of my own
money

into this and I know you'll...

- All right?

- Sit down.

- How's your mum?

- Er, yeah, yeah, she's fine. Thanks.

So, do you want to explain what the
hell happened out there tonight?

- So, basically, your new guy put
chocolate sauce

instead of the jus on the beef.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold up!

The new guy was on the pass?

- I popped out for, like, 30 seconds,
to call you.

I left Bolton on the pass...
- I told you to put Camille on the
pass.

- Yeah, when I came back in from
talking to you, Camille wasn't there.

- So, you go and find her.

- Bolton was covering me on the pass
pretty much all night.

I've popped out for 30 seconds to call
you.

- At the busiest point of the service.

- Carly, I was under it, I called you
to see how long you'd be.

I went back inside, the plates were
going out, I grabbed the plates...

- You need to check.
- ..before they got to the table. You
know that, Liam.

I got there and I pulled...
- No, no, no, no, no.

You need to be checking every plate.
Chocolate sauce on beef?

- Liam, hold on a second.

I got to the plates before and you
made me sit down and...

- No-one asked you to do anything.

- ..take the fucking business meeting
for you and Carly.

- No-one asked you to do that.
- No...

- No-one asked you to do a business
meeting.

- I had to put up with racist abuse!

- They're good guys, they're good
guys!
- All right, all right!

- Racist towards me, Carly.
- Freeman!

You're supposed to cover the kitchen
and not only that...

I'm hearing that you've thrown a
bottle across the floor

at Camille...
- Yeah.
- ..and the new guy.

- And I...I apologised for that.
- Apologies aren't good enough.

- But I did not throw it AT anybody.

- We have spoken about this.

Your temper in the kitchen is not
acceptable.

It is not how I run my kitchen.

What happened last time you lost your
temper in the kitchen, Freeman?

What were the consequences of that?
- What?!

- All right, Carly, what do you mean
by that?
- You know what I mean.

Andy's heart attack.

That wasn't helped by your outburst at
Jones & Sons, was it?

- So, you're going to put that on me,
huh?
- It is on you!

- Fuck you, Carly.

- What you doing?

- And fuck you, Liam.

You threw me under the bus there, and
you know that.

Find yourself a new sous-chef.

- Freeman...

- What do you want?

- I'm just waiting for Carly.

- By the way, right, I don't care how
short-staffed we are,

you fuck up like that again, next
service you're gone lad, yeah?

Kelsey! I've got one here, mate, do
you want a lift?

- Yeah, is that all right with you?
- Yeah, sound. No worries.

Right, fuck this, we're getting a car.

You lot. Dancing. XL. With me.

Who's in?
- Yeah.

- Yes, Kit...

Right, lovebirds, come on, now or
never. Are we dancing? Come on.

- No, I really don't feel like it.
- Robyn! Come on...!

- I've got a self-tape tomorrow, and I
just want to look nice and rested.

- You're always going to look nice and
rested, beautiful...

- Back me up on this.
- ..radiant.

- Robyn, if you come dancing tonight I
will let you

come in late for your shift tomorrow.
- Ahhh...

- How is that for showbiz? Ah-ha.

- Qui a fait ca?

- Bonjour la class.

Je m'appelle Dean.

- C'est bien, c'est bien, c'est bien.

- J'habite a Londres.

J'aime jouer au foot.

- She says bonjour.
- J'adore ma mere.

- She says...

No.
- Zut alors!

Oi, mop-heads! Come on.

- Yeah, I'll be there in a bit, I'm
just on a late.

- OK, Holly, thank you. Jake?
- Nah, I'm going to...

Billy Boy got me a drink, I'm going to
finish that and that's...

I've got stuff to do, sorry.
- You're breaking my heart.

- Hey, but, bro, you owe me money.
- Enough.
- Fuck you.

- Habibi, I'm delighted you're coming,

but you are not coming in hungover
tomorrow.

- I'm never hungover.
- Habibi, I've been here all day.

- Have I ever been hungover?
- Right, two minutes, guys! I'm going
to pee.

- Oh, yeah, sorry.

- Um, Chef, um...

I just really wanted to apologise for
this shift and, um...

- How's your arm?

- Yeah, yeah, it's fine.

Stupid, stupid mistake, um...

Again, I just really wanted to
apologise.

I know...I know I messed up.

- I think it's pretty obvious

that you don't have the experience of
a chef de partie.

- I know I don't have the skills but I
promise you,

I'm willing to learn and it's just...

I just really need this job.

- I'm going to level with you.

I am kind of in the shit right now and
I need a commis chef.

So, if you come back tomorrow, we'll
see how we go.

- Thank you, Chef. Thank you, Chef. I
won't let...

- Look, I've got to get on.

I'll see you tomorrow, yeah.

- Thank you, Chef, I won't let you
down.

- All right?

- Has Freeman gone?
- Yep.

What happened?

He's quit.

- You're joking?

Oh, he's a bloody hothead, Carly.

He'll be back in the morning, won't
he?

Here you are, here's my orders for
tomorrow.
- Thanks.

- Um, I'm going to... I'm going to go
to Andy's and give him this.

- Is he all right?

- Not really, no.

But he will be.

You should call him, y'know?

Night, darling.

Oh, shit.

Oh, my God.

No, it's all right, I'll do it.

Oh, my God.

Hey...

Hey, what's up?

- I...

- Hi.
- Hey.

- What time is it?

- I don't even know. It's late.

- So, go on.

How did it go?

- Um... Yeah.

- You got it, didn't ya?
- Yeah.

- See, I knew you would. What did I
tell ya?

- Yeah, you did, you did.
- Are they nice to ya?

- Well...

That's a story for another day, so.

Oh, he's been crying all day.

- I got it, I got it. You go back to
sleep.

- I don't know what was wrong with
him.

- He misses his dad, that's why.

Hey, hey.

- It's OK, it's OK, it's OK, it's OK,
it's OK, it's OK...

- Hey.

I'm proud of ya.

- Hiya!

Just me, Andy!

I brought you a doggy bag again from
work.

- It's better than the stuff you have
been eating, Andy.

Bloody hell.

Hey, how are you feeling?

- Yeah, I'm all right.

- Oh, Kels popped round, then?

- Yeah, she posted it.

Apparently, I'm in no condition to see
me own son.

- Andy, what you doing?

- It's only a few bevvies.
- I know,

but you shouldn't be drinking with
your medication, it might...

- Look, I'm sat here on my own, bored
shitless all day.

A few bevvies isn't going to hurt.

- Freeman left today.

Just walked.

- Can't say I blame him.

- I think you should talk to Carly,
you know.

- What would I want to talk to her
for?

Eh, she wants to talk to me, she knows
where I am.

She's got my number.

I mean, don't forget yous all used to
work for me.

I've seen yous playing happy families.

Maybe if it wasn't for her,

I'd still have me own fucking
restaurant!

- Um...

I'm going to go.

I'll, er...

I'll come and see you in a couple of
days, Andy, all right?

- How are we?

What's happening?

- Lad, I'll teach you that one day,
don't worry.

- Backchat me, though, I'm...

No, I'm scoping you, your ma, your da,
your brother...