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(Cheering)
Hello, everybody.
Er, my name is Richard Osman.
If you don't recognise me, then congratulations on having a full-time job.
(Laughter)
I suppose I should explain why I'm here.
Now, the winner of this award was nominated by Anthony Walker,
over there on table two.
Hello, Anthony.
Er, no, I was present, of course,
when Anthony and Katherine madePointlesshistory
and we've stayed in touch ever since.
- So, shall we do this? - (Shouts of encouragement and whistling)
I am so delighted to announce that the winner
of the Phoenix Turnaround Award is...
..Mick Woodfield!
(Cheering)
Wooo!
(She whistles)
(He clears his throat)
This ought to be the s-s-s...
(He clears his throat)
Sorry.
This ought to be the s-s-s-s...
..the s-s-second...
..speech that I've, erm...
..I've made in my life, but...
..but it isn't.
It's the f...
..f-f-f-first and, erm...
..and Anthony will know all about that.
(Whooping and whistling)
Erm...
I've n...
..n-n-n-never won anything in my life before,
so I'm thrilled to have won this.
But I'm...
..I'm not gonna take it.
I'm gonna give it to the man who deserves it
far more than I do.
I'm gonna give it to Anthony Walker.
(Cheering and applause)
WOMAN: Daddy, yeah!
MAN:Big Issue,please.
Big Issue,please.
Cheers, mate.
- It's me last one, you know. - No, you're not on, mate.
- What? - Give me the paper.
- Just saying, it's me last one. - I've seen this before, mate.
- But you'll be leaving me with nothing. - I've seen this scam before.
Look, what you do to get your money, that's your business, mate.
But this is out of order. Selling this paper's a great initiative.
- Anthony, leave it. - I can't leave it.
It's great, mate, and you're ruining it for everyone
and I'm not gonna let that happen. So, can I have that paper, please?
- You're upsetting the baby. - I'm not upsetting the baby.
- It's me last one. - You've only ever had one.
I know the scam.
Look, what you're doing is begging, and this was designed to stop people begging.
So, can I have that paper, please?
- (Baby fusses) - Give me her.
- Can I have it, please? - Take your money back.
- I don't want me money. I want the paper. - I can't give you it.
Fine.
Anthony...
- What are you doing? - I'm calling the police.
Come on, pal. Come on.
- If I give you this, I'm goosed. - If you don't, you're goosed.
- MAN:What's the emergency? - Police, please.
You don't even recognise me, do you?
Should I?
I'm M-M-M...
Mick?
- Mick! - Come on. Just come on. Come on, lad.
Mick...
Mick!
WOMAN: God, look at you!
Look! Hello?
- How are you? - Hey, I'm good.
- How are you, love? Are you OK? - Yeah.
She's beautiful.
- So's she. How old is she now? - She's four.
Four?!
Wow...
Yeah.
- What's her name? - Luighseach.
- That's beautiful. - It's Irish.
It's lovely.
So, I'm...
..guessing you've seen him, then.
Yeah.
How did he look?
Was he begging?
As good as.
Is he always there?
Erm...
Of a day, yeah.
And then...
..I think Canbury Street of a night.
What happened?
What didn't?
Erm...
He just... You know, he just drank more and more.
He'd, like...
He'd go on a bender
and then he'd stay off it for, like, four or five days.
But then, you know, the days off just got fewer and fewer
and, in the end, it was just, like, one big bender.
And then, erm...
So, he did something to me one night.
It's not the reason that I threw him out.
It was the look on her face when he did it.
Anyway, he wants to come back.
Erm...
But then he wants to drink as well, so...
And I think he wants to drink more than he wants to come back.
I knew you'd do this.
Can I bring him back here?
Yes.
Oh, I love you to bits, you know!
(He chuckles)
(Street noise is muted)
(Distant whooping and laughter)
(Women yelp and laugh)
All right?
- All right? - Yeah.
Hey...
Helen told me you'd be here.
- What, y-y-you talked to her? - Yeah.
Did you hit her?
I'm not getting into this.
- Ah, get off me, lad. - Did you hit her? Did you hit her?
Get off me!
Any spare change, lads?
You're coming with me, mate.
- Lads, any spare change? - Leave him, leave him, he's fine.
Leave him.
- You're coming with me. - Yeah? Where?
Ours. There's a bed there for you. A shower. Hot food.
Any spare change, please, ladies?
Hey, he's not homeless. He's not homeless.
This lad's got a house on Gorsford Road
- with a woman who loves him. - Anthony, piss off!
He's got a four-year-old daughter. A four-year-old.
And he doesn't see either of them cos he'd sooner get pissed.
If you give him money, you're enabling him to do that,
- you're depriving a child of her father. - I'm warning you.
I'm warning you.
I'm going nowhere, Mick. I'm going nowhere without you.
D...
- D-D-D... - Do one?
D-D-Do one, lad, yeah.
Because you're this far from getting a smack. So, just do one, yeah?
- Let's go. Come on, Mick. - I'm warning you, it's your last chance.
I'm not going, Mick.
(She sighs)
Why are you always getting into scrapes, boy?
I'm fine, I'm fine.
(She sighs)
I'm just ready to go home.
Oh, come here.
Beautiful girl!
Come here.
It's from Mick.
He says sorry.
- Can you spare any change, please, mate? - Why the note?
Any change, lad?
Hey, I'll tell you why.
Cos you were too ashamed to do it face to face,
or you couldn't be arsed to do it face to face,
or you didn't have the bottle to do it face to face.
And I think you didn't have the bottle.
Mick Woodfield, cock of the school, didn't have the bottle.
Any spare change, please, mate?
That's what that stuff's doing to you.
I can't just watch you do this to yourself, Mick.
And spare change, please, lads?
Hey, don't you dare give this lad money!
Don't you dare drop a bit of shrapnel
cos it makes you feel good about yourselves.
Cos the more you do it, the more he begs.
Can you help us out, lads?
Get off him!
Would you treat your own mate like a dog begging for a bone?
No, you wouldn't, would you?
Chin me again, Mick. Chin me again!
Cos I'm going nowhere unless you come with me.
You stink, Mick.
It's the dog.
(Knock on bathroom door)
What should I do with these?
Anthony...
Anthony?
He's not there.
- Just the dog. - What?
Look, could you just, erm...?
(He sighs)
Mick?
Anthony!
It was too soft.
All right, Pops.
Here you are lad, hey?
(Dog yaps)
I went to AA.
- Yeah? - Yeah. But I, er...
I couldn't, erm...
..t-t-t-talk, though.
They kept on going on about how hard it is to come out as an alcoholic, but it's...
..but it's even harder to come out as a st-st-st...
..as a st-st-stammerer.
This is nice.
Mum's speciality.
Halle Berry.
- You what? - That's what we called it.
Halle Berry.
- Why? - Cos it's lovely.
- Like her, I assume? - Yeah.
- And Caribbean. - She's American.
- What? - Her mum's from Toxteth.
But she's American.
- Oh. - What's her name?
- Luighseach. - Irish?
Yeah.
(Train horn honks)
Tickets, please!
- What? - I'm looking forward to this.
Incisors. Like a knife through butter.
Tickets, please.
Lovely, thank you.
Thank you.
- Not one plop will drop. - Go on, then.
Oh...!
Oh, God!
Oh!
What?
Oh!
- What is it? - Oh! Oh!
- What is it? - Are you all right, love?
- Are you OK, love? - Oh, no...
- Is there anything I can do? - (She cries out)
I think my waters have broken.
- No... - (She groans)
This is not funny.
- No! - All we needed was this to happen.
- I think she's coming! - Oh, God! Oh, God!
(She cries out)
Hey, shh...
- Anthony, do something! Do something! - Do what?
Is there a nurse or a doctor on board, please?
A nurse or a doctor on board, please?
Is there a...?
A nurse or a doctor on board, please?
Sand stuck to her bikini.
She was excited at the prospect of Sam sticking...
Is there a nurse or a doctor on board, please?
Yeah, hi. Hi, hello. Hi.
I'm a midwife. Can I help?
(Train horn honks)
Aarrgghh...!
- Good girl, good girl, good girl. - You're doing so, so well.
- You're doing so well. - And breathe...
- (She blows out) - Breathe...
- What's your name? - Luighseach.
Lovely name.
And push!
Good girl. Good girl. Nearly there.
- Nearly there. - You're doing so well.
Good, good, good girl, good girl. Nearly there.
- Nearly there. - Babe, you're doing so well.
- Good, good, good. - You're doing so well.
- Aarrgghh...! - That's it! That's it!
Oh, so good!
All right, look at me.
Next push, next time, she'll be here.
I promise you.
OK?
What's it mean, Luighseach?
Torchbearer.
Where there is dark, Luighseach brings light.
OK, and push!
Push! Good girl!
That's it, that's it. Keep going, keep going, keep going.
She's coming!
She's coming! She's coming! She's coming!
Aarrgghh...!
She's coming!
Push now, here she comes.
Here she comes. Here she comes.
Oh, good girl. Just... Oh, she's here!
(Baby cries)
Oh, hello!
Here she is.
She's gorgeous. She can't wait to meet you.
Oh...
Oh, wow!
(Baby coos)
It was a baby girl, ladies and gentlemen.
(Cheering)
And how many times do you hear this on a British train?
She arrived two weeks early!
(Cheering)
(Phone rings)
Hello?
Hey, Mum. Hey, we've just had the baby.
We've just had a beautiful, beautiful baby girl.
Can you believe that? We've just had a baby!
(Baby coos)
ANTHONY: Hello, Grandma.
(Baby starts to cry)
- Can I? - Yeah.
(Baby coos and gurgles)
She's beautiful.
So beautiful.
Thank you.
Thank you. Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you. Thank you.
Thank you.
Ah goo-goo!
Pah, pah, pah, pah, pah!
Ga ga ga ga gaga!
Burrrrr!
Ah burrrrr!
Ah...!
Ah!
How's my baba?
Ba ba ba ba baba!
Obviously, I'm her godmother.
Assuming Mick won't do it, of course.
My baba.
- I just can't do it, Ant. I can't. - Why?
Why?
He's too shy.
- Why leave it till now to tell me? - I'm sorry.
- The wedding's tomorrow, for God's sake. - I'll do it.
Best man. The clue's in the title.
You can't ask Jamie cos Danny'll get a cob on.
- I know. - And you can't ask Danny cos of Jamie.
I know!
Oh, Daniel, I cannot believe this.
- I do not believe this! - I am sorry.
Shall I start writing my speech?
(She mouths)
(Car horn toots)
- They're here, babe. - Oh, shit!
Hey! Come here, you.
Hey!
Yay!
- How are you, babe? Nice to see you. - Hiya!
Hello!
- This is my missus Helen. - Nice to meet you.
Hello.
She's a little madam.
You are gorgeous, aren't you?
- Wine? - Yeah, if you're having one.
Katherine?
Yes, please.
Can I have your beautiful eyes?
- Babe? - No.
How old is she?
Er, she was two last week.
Hey!
- Coming in. - Cheers, mate.
- Congratulations, you. - Thank you.
Oh, my God, is that it?
We saw you on the telly.
- Famous now, hey? - Beautiful.
- That's what we've come about. - Yeah.
Are yous coming tomorrow?
Of course, yeah. Of course we are.
Well...
..Daniel was supposed to be best man, but he's just pulled out.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
Remember that night those lads were giving us grief?
- Yeah. - Yeah, well, that was our first date.
And without you, it would've been our last.
So we want you to do it.
To be best man.
- Would he have to make a speech? - Yeah.
Only if he wants to.
Yeah, well, you can't...
(He clears his throat)
You can't be b-b-b-b...
..be best man and not m-m-m...
- Make a speech. - ..make a speech, yeah.
You can.
It's up to you, mate.
Look, we don't want to put you under any pressure, Mick.
Whatever you do, we'll still be mates.
Yeah, I'll do it.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
Oh...!
Oh, mate, come here.
- You're a life-saver. - I'm so made up for you.
- You're gonna be best man. - I'm proud of you, man.
- Best man! - I know!
(They laugh)
- Best man! - I know!
Lucy, say congratulations to Auntie Katherine and Uncle Anthony.
Your daddy's gonna be best man!
What is it?
We met at Saint Gabriel's, me and Anthony.
Yeah?
Well, I won't be able to say Saint Gabriel's.
You've just said it.
I won't be able to say it in front of people, babe.
Just say school.
I won't be able to say that, either.
(He exhales slowly)
- (Car horn toots) - Taxi's here!
Right.
(Car horn toots)
(Door closes)
* Never, never will I feel discouraged
* Cos our love's no mystery
* Demonstrating love and affection
* That you give so openly
* I like the way You make me feel about you, baby
* I want the whole wide world to see
* Oh-oh
* You've got the best of my love
* Oh-oh
* You've got the best of my love
* Oh-oh
* You've got the best of my love. *
Dear family and friends,
we assemble here in this blessed place
to witness the union of Anthony and Katherine
in the holy institution of marriage.
If any of you can show just cause
why Anthony and Katherine cannot be lawfully wed...
- (Toddler starts to chatter) - ..speak now or else forever hold your peace.
Come on, shh...
Katherine, do you totally commit to Anthony,
and be all that God and he need you to be?
Do you promise to love him, comfort him, honour and keep him,
in sickness and in health,
and, forsaking all others, be faithful unto him as long as you both shall live?
I do.
Anthony, do you totally commit to Katherine,
and be all that God and she need you to be?
Do you promise to love her, comfort her, honour and keep her,
in sickness and in health,
and, forsaking all others, be faithful unto her as long as you both shall live?
I do.
I, Anthony Walker, do take you, Katherine Docherty, to be my wife.
And I promise before God and these witnesses
to be your loving and faithful husband,
in plenty and in want, in joy and sorrow, in sickness and in health.
It was always you, Katherine.
It will always be you.
I, Katherine Docherty, do take you, Anthony Walker, to be my husband.
And I promise before God and these witnesses
to be your loving and faithful wife,
in plenty and want, in joy and sorrow, in sickness and health.
It was always you, Anthony.
It will always be you.
And we've got two little ones somewhere, I believe, bearing rings.
PRIEST: I give you this ring...
ANTHONY:I give you this ring...
..as a symbol of my love... ..as a symbol of my love...
..of all that we have promised...
..and all that we shall share...
..as my wife and my best friend to the end of my days.
..as my wife and my best friend to the end of our days.
And now you, Katherine. I give you this ring...
- ..as a symbol of my love... - ..as a symbol of my love...
..of all that we have promised....
..of all that we have promised...
..and all that we shall share...
- ..as my husband... - ..as my husband...
- ..and my best friend... - ..and my best friend...
- ..to the end of my days. - ..to the end of my days.
Now that Katherine and Anthony have given themselves to each other by solemn vows,
and the giving and receiving of rings,
it is with great joy I now pronounce them husband and wife.
Anthony, you may now kiss the bride.
(Cheering and applause)
The groom and the best man for me, please. Just over here, lads.
- How long is your speech? - I don't know.
Excuse me, can you move out of the frame for me, please, for the groom and best man?
Thank you.
I said 35 minutes.
- What? - We're having a sweep on it.
- I said 35 minutes. - (Camera shutter clicks)
- Lad... - What?
No! No, not cos of that, mate.
Not cos of your stammer.
Smile for us, please, lads. This way.
- (Camera shutter clicks) - Thank you.
Honest, mate, it's got nothing to do with that. Honest.
And one more, please.
- (Camera shutter clicks) - Thank you.
Mick...
And now can we have the bride and the family, please ?
It happens all the time now.
You know, like, guessing how long the best man'll take.
They did it at Pat's.
They didn't.
Well, do you think Anthony would allow it,
making fun of someone cos he's got a stammer?
Do you think he'd just let that go?
Don't do it, then.
If it's got you like this, just say that you can't do it.
Don't drink any more.
Please.
Right in, guys. Right in for me.
Just this way. Here we go...
- Big smiles. - (Camera shutter clicks)
- Dad's not here. - No.
PHOTOGRAPHER: Lovely!
- Should I go and get him? - No.
And another one. That's it.
- (Gong crashes) - Ladies...
Ladies and gentleman, please, take your seats.
Please, take your seats.
The tables are labelled with your names.
Take them as quick as possible.
This way.
- (He coughs and gags) - (Phone buzzes)
(He retches)
(He coughs and gags)
(Phone buzzes)
(He coughs and gags)
(Phone buzzes)
(He coughs)
(Line rings)
(Lively chatter)
I think you're exaggerating.
He eventually made his way up to, like, business manager...
(Jingle rings on phone)
- Hi. - Hey.
- Tell Mick to announce us. - He's not here.
Helen's been ringing him and getting no answer.
Oh, Mick...
- You'll have to do it. - I can't.
- Why not? - It's got to be a man, hasn't it?
Dominique, don't mess about, please!
OK, OK! Bye-bye, right.
(He exhales heavily)
(Side of a glass dings)
Ladies and gentlemen...
..be upstanding for the bride and groom.
(Cheering and applause)
I'm not taking you, mate. I'm not taking anyone spewing.
Look, you can stand there all you want, but I'm not taking you.
Oi, get off the door.
Hey, if I move off
and you don't shut that door, you're gonna get hurt, aren't you?
Is he with you? I'm not taking him.
That's his spew there. He's not getting in.
I'll take you and the baby, but I'm not taking him.
OK, I'm sorry.
Mick, we're walking.
MICK: Ah, come on!
And finally...
..saving the best till last, Mum.
(Whooping)
God knows how she's done it over the years, but we have never gone hungry.
There has always been food on her table.
And when we've needed a bit of extra discipline,
and some of us have needed it more than others, Dominique...
(Laughter)
..she's disciplined us.
And when we've needed a bit of encouragement,
a hug maybe,
that's been there as well.
She's amazing.
And I'd like to propose a toast to her.
To Mum!
To Gee.!
(Cheering and applause)
(MUSIC:The Hustleby Jonathan Dix, Stephen Collins, Marcel Bolano, Merrick Day)
I'm getting a drink, do you want one?
Yeah, I'll have a lager, please.
Yeah, I don't mind.
Mm, why New York?
Why not somewhere warm for your honeymoon?
Oh, I like New York. I'm gonna live there one day.
Mm.
- What are you getting? - Lager and a G&T.
- Go and sit down, I'll bring you them. - No, you're OK.
- Everything all right? - Yeah.
- I think you should've mentioned your dad. - Hey!
- He should have. - I'm sorry.
- You see him every week. - Sit down.
- I'm just saying. - Sit down.
I'll bring them.
- What are you getting? - A pint and a half of lager.
- I'll bring them. - I'm fine.
I'm sorry how things turned out.
Between me and your mother.
Right.
BARMAN: Who's next, please?
OK, you're saying, "Wherefore art thou, Romeo?" for the second one.
Let's see if that's right and how many of our 100 people surveyed said it.
"Wherefore art thou, Romeo?"
It's right.
72.
Well, let's see if you've done enough to get yourselves into the final.
Anthony and Katherine, over to you. That board is all yours now.
If you'd like, you can talk us through the rest of those quotes.
Yeah, yeah, I think we can, actually, yeah.
Well, most of them, anyway.
(Laughter)
So, the top one, "TBONTB, Hamlet."
I think that's, "To be or not to be?"
The third one down, "Et tu, Brute?"
Katherine says the Henry VI one is, "Can we outrun the heavens?"
But the one we're gonna go for is the last one.
"K, WYMM, Anthony."
Because I think that's...
"Katherine, will you marry me?"
(Audience gasps)
Wha...?
AUDIENCE: Aw...!
(Cheering and applause)
Never, in the history Never, in the history Pointless,
has the answer to one question been so crucial.
Katherine?
I think we'll take that as a yes!
- Hello. Miss Docherty? - Yes.
My name's Anthony Walker.
I run a basketball team and Ashley Norton's in it.
- Yes? - Ashley Norton, who you teach.
Yes.
He tells me you've given him a Saturday morning detention.
Yes.
The thing is, we've got a semifinal this Saturday.
I know.
So, we were wondering if Ashley could do his detention
the following Saturday.
No.
- Why not? - Cos he can't.
I'm sorry, it's pointless asking any further.
The decision's been made and it's final.
Hello?
Ashley tells me you're training the girls' footy team.
Ashley tells you a lot.
Look, I'm only around the corner.
Can I come and see you?
It won't do any good.
- Please. - I've just told you, it won't do any good.
Hey, I'm on the case, kidda.
(Whistle blows)
- All right. - Hi.
Anthony.
Katherine.
- Hello, Ashley. - All right, Miss.?
- How's it going? - Fine.
(Blows whistle)
Come on, Lydia!
Ashley says he'll do two detentions if you just postpone this one on Saturday.
- I can't. - He's our main man.
I know, he told me. Didn't you, Ashley?
Yes, Miss.
We'll lose without him.
If that happens, you're punishing the whole team, not just Ashley.
- You think that's fair? - If one man makes such a difference
- they can't be much of a team, can they? - They're a great team.
They said they'll all do a Saturday,
if you'd just postpone this one for Ashley.
- I'll do one, too. - OK.
Ashley can do the following Saturday.
But just Ashley. No need for anyone else.
- Shall I come in with him? - No.
- Oh, I don't mind. - It won't be necessary.
Hey, er...
..do you like Trinity's?
What's Trinity?
(Dance music plays)
(They laugh)
- How about you? - I just started my LPC.
- What's that? - Legal practice course.
- Honest? - Yeah.
I thought you were some kind of youth worker.
Why?
- The basketball. - Oh, no, I just volunteer for that.
Yeah, no, I love it. The kids are dead made up to play and that.
- You're from Huyton, yeah? - Yeah.
I know cos I'm from Huyton and I've seen you around.
- Yeah? - I mean, it'd be hard to miss you, wouldn't it?
- Yeah, why's that? - Are you being funny?
No.
You like dancing, yeah?
Acting like a right knob.
Anthony, let's just go.
Oh, no, it's OK, it's OK.
It's fine, honest.
Hey, look, I'm just enjoying myself, mate.
- You've been getting on my tits all night. - Are you all right, Ant?
- Yeah, yeah, sound, Mick. - (He zips up his jacket)
How's your, erm...?
- Dominique? - Yeah, yeah.
- Yeah, sound. - Tell her I was asking after her, yeah?
Yeah, I will.
D-D-D...
Do one.
Do one now, lad.
(Dance music plays)
- I want to work in civil rights. - Civil rights?
Yeah.
In America.
Why America? There's just as much abuse of civil rights over here.
Oh, I don't think so, no.
Over here, we're stopped and searched.
In America, we're shot.
- Well, is this it, then? - Yeah.
What time is it?
- (She scoffs) - Half...
Half one.
- What? - Is that for real?
Yeah, yeah.
Mum got me it for my 18th.
I would ask you in, but they're still up.
Right.
- You still live at home? - Yep.
Erm...
Here, do you, er... do you fancy going out again?
Hm...
Yeah.
- Shall I...? Shall I phone you? - Yeah.
Right.
Goodnight.
(He chuckles)
Welcome to Jenkins, McGregor & Son.
And before you ask, I am the son.
(Chuckling)
In the past, we've given eight young people work experience
and seven of them have gone on to gain permanent employment here.
So, you'll understand if these interviews are quite searching.
After the interviews, the panel will need to talk, of course.
But the plan is to phone each of you tonight.
Whether you've been successful or not, you'll hear from us this evening.
We'll not leave you dangling overnight.
I'll always try and walk away from a row.
Especially with a racist.
But sometimes you can't, though.
Morally or physically, you can't walk, so I'll talk then.
Try and keep it calm and rational.
But nine times out of ten, the guy I'm talking to isn't calm and rational at all.
His life revolves around the boozer and watching the footie,
playing pool, snorting a line in the toilet.
He knows he's gonna lose a calm, rational debate
and his only chance is to turn it into a fight.
So, he starts stoking himself, making himself angrier and angrier
until he's angry enough to throw one.
And that's OK, too, because me dad's taught us all to box.
Me, my brother, my sisters...
..we can all throw a punch if we have to.
Well, look, that's just the reality of being black where I come from, you see.
But like I said, I'd sooner just walk.
Or talk to him if...
..if I can.
Does anybody else have any questions for Anthony?
In that case, thanks for coming in, Anthony.
Thank you.
Thanks.
(She hums)
(Front door closes)
Well...?
- What are we having? - Halle Berry.
Hallelujah!
- How did it go? - Great.
- Honestly? - Yeah.
- Are you going out? - Yeah.
- What about the baby? - I'm minding her.
- Where are you going? - For a drink.
- With who? - Some mates.
- You haven't got any. - Ha-ha! Shut it.
Hey... Are you going like that?
- Why? - It's tarty, that's why.
- What's it got to do with you? - Everything.
- Nothing. - What would Dad say?
- Dad's not here. - Exactly!
He wouldn't have to say anything
cos you wouldn't go out like that if he was here.
You're taking advantage of the fact that he isn't.
Which also means you're taking advantage of Mum being on her own.
And that is wrong.
That is just wrong. It's so wrong.
OK, that's so, so wrong.
And don't think you're dodging the dishes!
(He thumps up the stairs)
(Door slams)
(Knock on the door)
What's wrong?
Is it the interview?
I blew it.
I don't know why, I didn't have to, I just got talking about racism,
and having to throw a punch every now and again.
It's true.
Yeah, but it went down like a cup of cold sick.
What did they say?
Nothing.
So, how do you know?
Cos I saw their faces.
Were you yourself?
Yes.
All the way through?
Yes.
Then you'll get it.
You'll get it, son.
Look at me.
You'll get it.
Right?
Right.
Are you missing your dad?
Oh...
(He sobs)
Mm...
Hm.
Don't forget the dishes.
(They laugh)
Hm?
(Door closes)