This is me, son. Better get to work.
No. Please don´t go.
Come on, mate.
You don´t want to be late on your first day, do you, hmm?
You can tell me all about it at teatime, yeah?
Okay.
-See you later. -See you.
You knock ´em dead, son.
STEPHANIE: Come on.
[ Children shouting indistinctly ]
NITA: Right, here´s your PE kit. Don´t sell it.
I want it all back, all right?
Give us a kiss.
Have a brilliant day. Enjoy it.
Have a good first day. Yeah?
Right.
[ Coins clink ]
You weren´t thinking of keeping that, were you?
Oh! No, course not.
I´m only messing with you. Bugger all in it anyway.
Well, don´t you look dapper, eh?
First day? Yeah, it´s my Nessa´s first day an´ all.
Got a son here too.
He´s over there with his coat on backwards.
Here you are. You won´t mind, would you?
Oh. Um...
Only got baby Graham left, and then I am free.
-You got any more? -Uh, no, only Dean.
Ah. Yeah.
You would charm the birds out of the trees, wouldn´t you?
Just like your daddy.
-WOMAN: Mrs. Dempsey? -Yeah.
Seems the money from Ian´s zoo trip from last term
is still outstanding.
All right.
If you´re having difficulty...
Keep your wig on. I´ll just give it to you tomorrow.
Right.
This is the third of my lot that she´s tried to teach.
What she really needs is a bloody good shag.
-[ School bell rings ] -[ Laughs ]
-BRIAN: Pork belly, Pauline? -PAULINE: Hmm?
Pork belly for dinner tonight?
I asked Russell to keep some back
from this morning´s delivery.
Sorry, Brian.
That sounds lovely.
[ Up-tempo funk music plays ]
Oh, Russell.
Have a care, man.
What sort of impression does canoodling in the street
have on Spake´s good name?
-Not a very good one? -Exactly.
So put him down, young lady. He´s got the scrag end to sort.
Yes. Sorry, Mr. Spake.
Look, we are engaged, Mr. Spake.
Yes, but engaged in what, Dawn?
Got to go.
Russell! There´s a queue forming.
-I´m -- I´m coming, Mr. Spake. -Uh...
I don´t think so.
[ Music continues playing ]
MAN: Be with you in a minute.
Mrs. Spake, I´ve finished in the front room.
The "lounge," please, Stephanie.
I´ll do upstairs next. I can see you´re busy in here.
Frank Ardle.
-Jack Fryer. -Bastard.
GORDON: Let´s keep this civilized.
Malcolm Gates.
Maurice Cole.
[ Sighs ]
And Terry Kirke.
Cheers, Gordon, you fat wazzock.
There´s no need for that.
No one´s letting you go, though, are they?
Bastard.
You lot´ll be next.
Place has only got six months.
[ Keys jingling ]
[ Door unlocks ]
[ Door closes ]
Hi, love.
Dean´s in bed.
He waited up as long as he could, but he´s shattered so...
I think he had a good first day.
Uh, I´ve -- I´ve kept your tea warm.
So, uh...
...now that Dean´s in school...
...I want to get a job.
And, um...
And I-I found this.
I´ll keep the cleaning on.
But it´s sales work. It´s evenings.
-So... -"Exotic lingerie"?
I know, it --
What the hell´s exotic lingerie?
Well, it´s selling underwear.
What, to dirty old men?
No, it´s "ladies only" parties. Look.
I don´t want you doing that.
Terry, don´t be silly. It´s just underwear.
No.
I got laid off.
What?
-God, Terry, they can´t do that. -It´s a friggin´ joke.
If it weren´t for us,
they wouldn´t even have a poxy factory.
Love, I´m so sorry.
But, look, you´ll find something else.
I can get more work.
Have you any idea what it´s like out there?
Terry, I...
I don´t want to talk about it.
STEPHANIE: Dean, that´s the rent money.
Mum, look, we´re rich.
No, love, don´t play with that.
Uh, Terry,
we´re just popping down the shops to get something for tea.
Isn´t Dad getting up today?
He will love. Later.
Come on.
But, Mum, please. He´s not had his tea yet.
Right, what can I get you lovely ladies?
Uh, neck of lamb please, Mr. Spake.
Mum, is Daddy angry at us?
No, of course not, love. He -- He´s just a bit sad.
Because he lost his job?
He´s done what?
-Is this true, Stephanie? -Mum, it´s not his fault.
Well, whose fault is it, then?
Mum, please, they´re laying everyone off.
-So he says. -[ Coins rattling ]
Can´t keep his mouth shut, that one.
That temper will be the undoing of him.
Mum, please.
Oi!
The kiddie´s taking money from the spastic box.
Course he´s not. He just...
He likes the dog on it is all.
My husband´s an invalid.
Oh.
Two thin pork sausages, please.
I hope Terry´s not lying around at home wallowing in self-pity.
You don´t want to end up on the social, Stephanie.
I´m gonna get a job.
Doing what?
-Sales. -Sales?
Oh, Stephanie, love, don´t be daft.
I mean, you´ve got to have something about you to do that.
Oh, Stephanie,
I thought you were staying for a cup of tea.
You always do on a Wednesday.
Oh, I´m sorry.
Um, but I´ve got a -- an appointment,
and I really don´t want to be late.
No, of course.
Probably for the best.
I´ve got things to be getting on with too.
Uh, Mrs. Spake, my wages?
On the side.
Thanks, Mrs. Spake.
Oh, Stephanie, hang on.
Mopped me into a corner. Heh.
[ Footsteps ]
-Oh. -Oh!
I will if you will.
-Um... -Oh, come on.
Well, there you have it.
What do you think, ladies?
It seems shocking, I realize that.
But I´m telling you,
women want to reignite the passion in their marriages,
make sex fun.
There are people out there
who think women aren´t interested in sex.
But they´re wrong.
And I want you to help me prove it.
Beats selling wicker.
Sod it. I´m in.
I can´t do this.
I thought it was just selling underwear.
Where are you going?
We can make some money with this.
She just said 30% on everything we sell.
I know, but I don´t think I can
stand up in front of a group of women and talk about...
...those.
We´ve got to give it a go, though.
Right?
Oh, my God.
Did I really just invest in a box of marital aids?
Yep, you bloody did.
Oh, it´s gonna be a right giggle.
My Kieren is gonna sodding love all this.
What husband wouldn´t, eh?
-Not telling yours? -Uh, no, I will.
I just need to prove it´ll work first.
You will.
Now all we need to do is get ourselves a party.
Those factory bosses don´t give a toss about the likes of us.
That´s the beauty of this. You´ll be your own boss.
50 up front, the rest next week and that´s it -- you´re in.
I really like my hair now the perm´s dropped.
You should get a perm, they´re great for lank hair.
Um, Lisa,
would you ever host one of those party-plan sales things?
Not bloody likely. They´re awful.
Some tacky woman begging you
to buy plastic stackable containers.
How desperate do you have to be to do that?
Don´t you ever want more than just this?
Yeah, course.
I can´t wait to have a baby like you and not have to work.
I think Barry should get his sperm counted or summat.
´Cause there´s definitely summat up with his pecker.
[ Up-tempo calypso beat playing ]
Bloody love this song.
TERRY: I don´t know, Jim.
I´m not sure. It´s a lot of money.
Maybe you have to run it past the little wife.
I´ll think about it.
-All right, there you are. -BARRY: Cheers.
You didn´t have to get a round in.
I´m not in the workhouse yet, Barry.
I know, mate.
Here´s to you finding something soon.
What did he want?
Nothing.
Are you all right?
Yeah, I just...
I´ve had too many beers.
Oh. You didn´t have that many.
What´s wrong?
Nothing. I´m...
Just knackered.
Listen, Nita, would you do me a favor?
Will you take this back for me?
Selling this stuff, it´s -- it´s not really me.
Oh, mate. That´s a shame.
Is that for the "Blue Peter" bring-and-buy sale?
-No. -No.
[ Both laughing ]
No, love.
JIM: Nice one. Thanks for that. Owe you a pint, mate.
TERRY: I´ll hold you to that.
[ Door closes ]
STEPHANIE: Who was that?
Jim. From down the pub.
What did he want?
-Where´s the rent money? -I gave it to Jim.
50 quid deposit on a cab.
His cousin´s setting up a business.
Needs another 50 by the end of the week.
We don´t have another 50 quid. That was all we had.
-We´ll ask your mum for a loan. -She doesn´t have any money.
What about your dad´s accident money?
-How can you even suggest that? -We´ll pay it back.
This is gonna be our own business. No one to answer to.
It´s a good earner.
And in the meantime, we live off what?
You´ve just spent everything we have.
Give me a break, Steph.
No, extra cleaning isn´t gonna sort this.
I´ll have to find something else.
You can´t do anything else.
What the hell am I gonna do?
I can´t even touch the stuff, let alone sell it.
You need to get over that sharpish.
Go on, then.
Oh, my God. What is that?
Willy warmer.
Quick, son. I don´t want the world and his wife seeing this.
Jesus, Nita, do you get sexier every day?
Kieren, where did you get that from?
Thinking about that for your fella, are you,
now the weather´s turned?
Kieren, where did you get that from?
A friend. I promise.
He makes promises like he makes babies --
easy to make, hard to deliver.
Do you want to buy a telly, love?
It´s got remote control. Show her, Richie.
She doesn´t want to buy a telly.
Not when she´s got these to keep her entertained, eh?
Out.
Well, I better get these back while Terry´s out.
Have you still not told him?
No. He´s, um...
It´s complicated.
When it comes to the men we love, always is.
Stephanie?
I´m going to clear under the bed
so you can give it a good hoover through this time.
STEPHANIE: I´ll be up in a minute, Mrs. Spake.
Brian can get through as many as three shirts a day.
I think it must be something to do with working with meat.
Oh, did I tell you Councilor Matlock
has given Brian the nod.
The Rotary are about to make an approach.
Oh.
Mrs. Spake, um, I´ve taken on some sales work,
and I´m looking for someone to host a party at their house.
You´d get money off the goods I sell and, um, a free gift.
A party?
Tupperware, is it?
I´m really very sorry if I offended you, Mrs. Spake.
No, no, not offended, dear.
Just -- Just not sure it´s up my street.
-Of course. -I am open-minded, though.
-No, I know. -Just not that open-minded.
[ Man speaking indistinctly on television ]
[ Door opens ]
BRIAN: Pauline?
The Rotary is within my grasp.
Councilor Matlock says it´s gonna be
a very busy time for me.
Oh, you´re sat in the dark.
I won´t be around as much in the evenings,
so you might want to think about taking up a hobby, Pauline.
Something to get you out of the house and whatnot.
The other Rotary wives meet every Wednesday for sherry.
Yes. Thank you, Brian.
Now, if you don´t mind, I have a bird to baste.
-[ Brian singing indistinctly ] -PAULINE: I have to be quick.
Brian´s nearly finished his ablutions.
[ Shower running ]
I will host that party.
What?
Oh, Mrs. Spake, that´s -- that´s fantastic.
Thank you. Um...
Well, I-I suppose you´d better invite some of your friends.
BRIAN: Can you fire up the heated towel rail, my love?
♫ Ohhh-oh-ohh ♫
♫ Ohhh-oh-ohhhh-ahh ♫
I want white doves
to be released after the wedding,
but my dad said he won´t pay
for any of that barmpot nonsense,
and what´s wrong with his racing pigeons?
Can you imagine?
A flock of dirty, gray racing pigeons
doing their business all over my nice white frock.
Ugh!
He´s off his blinking rocker.
I´ll be with you in a minute, Mrs. Matlock.
Oh, hello, Pauline.
Bunny.
[ Sighs ] Oh, it´s nice to sit down.
I´m run ragged with all Councilor Matlock´s business.
It´s a social whirl. [ Laughs ]
Nice to have some girl time.
Oh, well, you have some girl time at your party, Mrs. Spake,
won´t we?
Party?
Oh, it -- it´s nothing.
You should come, Mrs. Matlock.
Mrs. Spake was just saying she doesn´t know who else to invite.
I don´t -- I don´t think it´s --
-When is it? -Tonight.
Oh, what a stinker. Tonight´s cribbage.
Can´t make it.
-Oh. -Oh.
Hey, let´s just see if Nigel´s ready for you.
Thank you.
Heh.
-Right, Pauline. -Oh!
Let´s meet our lovely hostess
and our first mister and missus.
STEPHANIE: Mum, do you want a biscuit with your tea?
Not if they´ve got raisins in.
You can´t make a habit out of all this going-out lark
now you´re on the breadline.
Mum, I´m working tonight.
Slaving at that Mrs. Spake´s at one of her fancy dos.
Ooh, she´s got above her station, that one.
Well, she´s paying me. We need the money.
-And what are you doing, Terry? -Playing darts.
JOAN: Ugh.
Pot´s up to 100 quid.
It´ll get me the money I need for the cab.
That´s your big plan, is it?
Betting our future on the throw of a dart?
JOAN: Oh, thanks, love.
That´s lovely.
Oh!
I think we should cancel.
Well, it´s too late for that Mrs. Spake.
We´ll be fine. We can do this.
Can we?
Pauline, it´s just a bit of fun.
It doesn´t feel like fun.
Well, it will be.
Right, I´ll set up.
Oh. What is it?
The marital aids.
I´ve left them on the bus.
Is that a bad thing?
-STEPHANIE: Are you sure, Nita? -Yeah, yeah, absolutely.
-She lives on Cleary Avenue. -Okay.
It´s on the other side of town.
I wouldn´t normally ask, but I don´t know what else to do.
As soon as Kieren´s home, I´m coming.
Dave reckons pot may go up to 250.
Nice one.
We´ve just got to keep our eyes on the prize, mate.
Barry doesn´t like me coming to watch. Says I put him off.
-She does. -Do I put you off, Terry?
[ Door closes ]
Well, bugger me. It´s the Jackson 5.
Now we know why he couldn´t keep us on.
Spent all the money on fancy togs.
Someone just threw a pork scratching at me.
Hold the line, Russell. We´re men of meat.
This is Gordon´s fight, not ours.
Sorry I´m early. I didn´t want to miss a thing.
So, what time does the show start?
BUNNY: Pauline, the door was open.
We could have been any old Tom, Dick, or Harry.
Hadn´t realized you lived this far down the avenue.
Bunny. I thought you couldn´t come.
Our Helena´s back from London.
Thought this might be more fun for her than cribbage.
Oh, yes, how nice. Hello, dear.
-I hope you don´t mind. -No, no.
Linda, Margery. The more the merrier.
Help yourself to an asparagus roll.
-Oh! -Oh!
PAULINE: Take your coats too.
And do help yourself.
Oh, my God.
-[ Laughing ] -Steph?
Hi! Hi!
Oh, I didn´t know you were back.
You look amazing.
I can´t believe my mother dragged me to this.
Some boring salesperson trying to flog a load of old tat.
Oh!
Oh, well, I´ll try not to be too boring.
Oh, my God. You´re not...
Excuse us.
Bunny Matlock is here.
This party is going to be a disaster.
No, no, no. It´s gonna be fine.
Can´t you just do the clothing range?
Do you have to do the other things?
Yes, we do. It´s all or nothing.
-Oh. -Hello?
-Vera, dear. -You all right?
What an interesting blazer.
Go through to the lounge. Help yourself to nibbles.
VERA: Lovely.
I mean, masculine Vera and the neighbors are one thing,
but Bunny...
-Well -- -Here we are Mrs. Spake.
Let´s get this party started.
♫ Let´s get physical, physical ♫
♫ I wanna get physical ♫
♫ Let´s get into physical ♫
Tell them I´ve had a turn.
Send them home, Stephanie.
-Yes! -Yes!
-Nice one. -He´s got better, huh?
Good luck.
[ Chanting ] Gordon is a moron!
-Gordon is a moron! -BRIAN: Excuse me, excuse me.
-If you don´t mind... -Gordon is a moron!
BRIAN: That´s enough. Settle down.
-Come on, Gordon. -Yeah, here we go.
-Nice. -Ooh, very nice.
BRIAN: Oh, unlucky.
-Go on, Gordon. -Go on, Gord.
-Yes! -Nice. Well done.
-Well done. -Well done, Gordon.
Councilor Matlock and I adore the Algarve.
-He does the golf. -Mini golf?
No, full size.
[ Laughing softly ]
Why don´t you try this paprika egg?
I have to say these are quite odd.
Oh, my Russell would have a heart attack
if he saw me in this.
-I didn´t know you were married. -I´m not.
So, just write down what lingerie you´re interested in.
But careful not to spend all your money
´cause there´s more, uh, things to come.
[ Doorbell rings ]
Oh, oh. I´ll go, I´ll go. That´ll be Nita.
Oh, Nita, you´re an angel.
-How´s it going? -Terrible.
[ Crunching ]
That´s potpourri, dear.
Mmm.
Oh, I´m sorry. Did you want some?
Oh, it´s like a wake.
Everything all right?
Uh, Nita, this is Pauline, our hostess.
Hiya.
-And she´s got the... -Yep, yep. Here.
Ohh. [ Chuckles ] My goodness.
-Ready? -No.
Yeah, come on.
So, ladies,
now for the main attraction.
Allow me to introduce...
...the Stallion.
Oh.
[ Buzzing ]
I-Is that a food blender?
[ Whispering indistinctly ]
Turn that thing off.
Now.
[ Buzzing stops ]
Okay, look, I know.
I-I was shocked when I first saw it, but...
It´s for you and your husband to...
...spice things up in the bedroom.
To have some fun together.
Fun? Fun?
T-To enhance your sex life.
Are you suggesting
there´s something wrong with my marriage?
-Mother. -No, course not.
I refuse to discuss my marriage with a group of strangers.
"Let the bed be undefiled:
for fornicators and adulterers God will judge."
Hebrews 13:4.
Well, let´s leave the Hebrews out of this, Rose.
Mother, you´re making a scene.
This might be what you´re used to in London, Helena,
but not here.
Now, pack up this disgusting equipment and leave.
Bunny, this isn´t your house.
It´s mine.
And if this isn´t your cup of tea
and you can´t or won´t join in the fun,
I think it´s you who should leave.
Is anyone else leaving with Bunny?
-Helena? -I´m staying.
You always were under that one´s spell.
-[ Door opens ] -Oh, Lord.
-[ Door closes ] -What have I done?
I´ve ruined Brian´s Rotary chances.
Oh, sod it!
[ Laughter ]
STEPHANIE: Okay. Right, ladies.
Let´s keep the drama in the bedroom, shall we?
So, who fancies trying this one on?
[ Laughs ]
Oh, dear.
Come on, Tezza. Get in the zone.
Just a double top. I can smell the money.
-Come on, Terry. -Go on, Terry. You can do it.
-Here we go. -Tezza.
-Come on. -You´re on it.
That´s it.
-Come on. -Shh, shh, shh.
Remember, ladies, there is "sex sugar" for the winner.
Whatever that is.
No cheating, Dawn.
Done!
[ Laughter ]
Ah, no wonder you´ve finished. There´s nothing to it.
It may be small, but Sam knew what to do with it,
God rest his soul.
[ Sighs ]
Nearly every day for 25 years
he´d put his bloody coffee mug down on the arm of the sofa.
And now there´s a ring on the arm of that sofa,
and it makes me smile every time I see it.
He was like a randy little squirrel in the bedroom.
To Sam.
Proof that diamonds aren´t built as big as bricks.
-Sam. -Sam.
To Sam.
-Ta-da! -[ Gasps ]
Well, see, the problem is I need a bigger bit of paper
to fit Russell in.
Cheer up, Terry. You´re not doing that bad.
I need to do better.
MAN: Whoa ho ho!
Nice little ass on that one.
I need that deposit back.
It´s nonrefundable, mate.
Hey up.
Looks like you boys have got this one in the bag.
-You´ll be getting drinks in? -Not likely.
Quick as I can earn it, my fiancée´ll spend it.
Aye, they know how to fleece us, that´s for sure.
Here...
She´s at me boss´ gaff tonight, right, at a party.
He thinks it´s Tupperware,
but his cleaner is selling all this
sex-toy, exotic lingerie stuff
to his wife and her poncey friends.
She must be a right slapper.
[ Laughs ]
-Whoa! -Calm down.
[ Indistinct shouting ]
Calm down!
[ Knocking on door ]
This your property, miss?
I wish.
I live down the Stone Park Estate.
Why? Thinking of visiting?
Yes, thank you, Dawn.
-Good evening, officers. -Evening.
Well, would you care to come in?
Thank you.
This is my residence.
Is there a problem?
We had a report that these premises
were being used as a house of, uh...
...disrepute.
I beg your pardon?
[ Laughs ] This is ridiculous.
It´s probably my mother. Sorry.
Uh, it´s all aboveboard, Officer.
I´m the sales rep.
And what exactly are you selling?
Something a bit bigger than your truncheon, Officer.
Dawn!
STEPHANIE: Um, I´m selling, uh, nightwear and underwear
and marital aids.
Which, as far as I´m aware, is not against the law.
No.
Maybe it should be.
PAULINE: So if you don´t mind, Officer,
I´ll ask you please to leave.
This is not Greenham Common.
This is 1982,
and we´re women in the throes of a sexual awakening.
Good to know.
[ Woman gasps ]
Come quick! Nita´s collapsed!
-Bloody hell. -We need an ambulance.
PAULINE: Is she hurt?
-DOCTOR: What´s her name? -Nita Dempsey.
DOCTOR: Nita, can you hear me? What happened?
She fainted, banged her head.
Fancy dress, was it?
Yes, something like that.
STEPHANIE: That´s a, um...
...neck massager.
-DAWN: Thanks. -WOMAN: Ooh.
Ooh, that´s it, ladies. Treat yourselves.
Did everyone order something?
Yeah, I´ve got loads of envelopes for Steph.
Hey. She´s given me two.
I reckon I´m gonna do it.
Put the money towards my wedding.
Right.
Who wants to play spin the vibrator?
-Me! -Me!
Boob juice for the winner?
Right.
[ Laughter ]
-[ Woman gasps ] -Oh.
What on earth´s going on?
-Where´s my wife? -Hello, Mr. Spakey.
-Hey, do you want to play? -Do you mind!
[ Buzzing ]
Mother?
Feel like a right fool.
What must doctor have thought?
That this was his lucky night.
Mrs. Spake, your husband´s here to collect you.
He seemed pretty angry. I´ve asked him to wait outside.
Oh.
Pauline, thank you for tonight.
You were brilliant.
And I´m sorry if I´ve got you in trouble.
Oh...
[ Both chuckle ]
Right, Mrs. Dempsey, your blood tests are fine.
But I do advise pregnant women to curb their alcohol intake.
-I´m pregnant? -According to your urine test.
Well, I can´t be. I´ve only just had a baby.
I can´t be pregnant.
You´re pregnant?
Neet, that´s wonderful.
I got home to find Linda Godfrey in skimpy underwear
which left very little to the imagination.
And I don´t think I´ll be able
to look my mother in the eye again.
How dare you bring this filth into my house?
It´s not filth, Brian.
I knew exactly what I was getting myself into.
And do you know what, Brian? I liked it.
I had bloody fun!
I´m sat in this house all day long, and I´m bored!
I´ve got a boring life.
And I didn´t properly know it until tonight.
I can´t breathe in this house!
You´re out to work, talking to all and sundry,
and I´m on my own all day long,
planning whether to cook you a turkey fricassee
or a chicken chasseur.
Do you want Ovaltine?
What?!
Well, shut your mouth. You look like a dying trout.
Brian?
STEPHANIE: Thanks for dropping me at the top of the road.
Yeah. Course.
Don´t want your neighbors thinking you´ve been nicked.
Again.
-Again?! -[ Laughing ] Yeah.
You seem like the type
who might spend most Friday nights in the cells.
-Do I, now? -Mm.
Although, to be fair,
you´re probably a bit better-looking
than our usual Friday-night crowd.
I suppose that´s me out of the selling game.
Yeah? Shame.
It looked like it was going so well.
Yeah, it was until you showed up.
[ Laughs ]
Well, look, if you do decide to give it another go,
I hope I´m the guy to break up the next one.
[ Sighs ]
TERRY: Your friend dropped it off.
Jesus, Terry.
So did you make any sales?
At your sex party?
The lads down the pub had a great laugh.
My wife selling dildos to the butcher´s wife.
I´m sorry. I should have told you.
You´re no better than a prostitute.
That´s a stupid thing to say.
I told you, I don´t want my wife selling that stuff.
Well, what about what I want, Terry?
I want to work.
I-I want it for -- for me, for us.
You wouldn´t be doing this if I hadn´t lost me job.
Well, you did lose it.
And then you threw away all our money.
-So here we are, Terry. -You lied to me.
Well, maybe you should ask yourself why.
Well, it looks like you don´t need me at all.
[ Door opens ]
You can explain to him what his precious mother´s been up to.
-[ Door opens ] -Come on.
[ Door closes ]
Let´s go to bed.
Okay.
[ Slow R-and-B music playing ]
Ooh!
Hello, Tigger.
I wondered when you´d bounce in.
Where´s Daddy?
I think Daddy had a sleepover at Uncle Barry´s.
-Come here, you! -[ Squealing ]
[ Both laughing ]
[ Music continues playing ]
I´m making coffee.
Better not. I´m late.
-Ooh! [ Laughs ] -[ Laughs ]
Last night was wonderful.
[ Coffee percolating ]
Oh!
But I´m guessing you´ve got
that party business out of your system,
we can go back to the way things were, eh?
I´ll see you tonight.
Just hope the whole town´s not talking about it.
[ Door opens, closes ]
Ah. Oh, God.
-Neet, that´s a lot of money. -It´s over £150.
-Bloody hell. -We did it.
You did it.
I should go.
My mother´s taken to her bed with one of her heads.
-Oh, I´m sorry. -Don´t be.
It´s the best fun I´ve had in ages.
How are you feeling?
After last night.
Trapped.
So it wasn´t planned, then?
Didn´t plan for four, let alone five.
How are you feeling?
Uh, well, Terry found out about the party,
threw a fit, and then buggered off.
Oh, love.
Well, he´ll come ´round.
Just needs to get it out of his system,
and then he´ll come crawling back.
Mm.
Stephanie Kirke,
it is our duty to sexually awaken the women of Sheffield.
[ Laughs ]
Ooh!
You haven´t eaten much, Terry. You need a good meal inside you.
You heard anything from Steph?
-Leave it, Lisa. -No, Barry.
Steph should be ´round here begging him to come home.
-She went behind his back. -I´m really not hungry.
Sorry.
It´s none of our business. We can´t start taking sides.
Steph must have had own her reasons.
Oh, man up, Barry, for God´s sake.
I´ll see you after my shift.
[ Smooches ]
[ Door opens, closes ]
[ Slow pop music playing ]
[ Music continues playing ]
Hello?
Steph, uh...
Here´s that money so you can buy into the cab.
I earned it from being no better than a prostitute.
Steph, please --
If you don´t use it for that, maybe you can use it to pay her.
-Hey, hey. -Let go of me!