01x05 - Episode 5

[bunniefuu]

This programme contains strong

language and adult themes.

I had no idea that word is even in a

woman's vocabulary.

I can only imagine the distress it

caused to both crew

and members of the audience unlucky

enough to hear it.

I'm so sorry. In my defence, sir -I

don't want to hear your defence.

I don't want to hear anything coming

from your gutter mouth.

You have displayed a degree of moral turpitude

that is absolutely unacceptable.

You have single-handedly set fire

to everything this network stands for.

As of today, you are suspended from

your duties.

No!

But But who'll be in Jim and

Barbara?

Clive Richardson will continue in

his role as Jim.

What?!

He wasn't the one that used foul language.

But he was the one who did the foul deed.

We have issued a press release

citing inability to work

due to sudden illness as the

explanation for your absence.

Your Network pass.

You can see yourself out.

Sous aucun pretexte je ne veux

Avoir de reflexes malheureux

Il faut que tu m'explique un peu mieux

Comment te dire adieu

Mon coeur de silex vite prend feu

Ton coeur de Pyrex resiste au feu

Je suis bien perplexe, je ne veux

Me resoudre aux adieux

Je sais bien qu'un ex

Amour n'a pas de chance, ou si peu

Mais pour moi, une ex plication

Vaudrait mieux

Sous aucun pretexte je ne veux

Devant toi surexposer mes yeux

Derriere un Kleenex

Je saurais mieux

Comment te dire adieu

Comment te dire adieu ♪

(HE EXHALES)

I'm going to need a three-Martini

lunch after this

to get over the shock.

(CLEARS THROAT)

- Patsy?

- Yes, darling?

Call Dr Woodcock and ask him to

scribble one of his special

sicknotes, would you?

Will do, darling.

Nothing too terminal.

Roger.

The press must never find out.

I'm merely trying to salvage the situation.

How am I meant to make a living in

the meantime?

- The Carry On film?

- Oh, yeah?

It's gone.

They just cast a bubbly little

blonde called Barbara Windsor.

Besides, obviously you can't work.

You're infectious.

Orthorubulavirus?

- Roger that.

- Thank you so much, Dr Woodcock.

Yes, will do. Bye-bye.

- What have I got?

- Mumps.

Oh, great. Now I have to go around

looking like a hamster.

You're in quarantine. You don't GO

AROUND anywhere.

(SIGHS)

Darling, let me help you. Where will

you go?

- Probably just go home.

- Go in disguise.

- Oh, I'll go in disguise.

- As what?

Some woman who's been shat on from a

very great height.

They've met, in that case.

(BELL RINGS)

(BELL RINGS AGAIN)

- Morning.

- It's Len. Len Phillips,

Evening Gazette. Remember me?

Wondered if you had any news on when

she'll be back on the box?

Sorry, Mr Phillips. Len. No, not yet.

She's very poorly with ortho

Mumps! She's got mumps.

Face like a bowling ball! It's a terrible

Send the best from us, and tell her

we're sorry about her and Clive.

Right, OK.

Morning.

It's like wearing a pair of wet trousers.

Feels horrible, but there's nothing

else you can do

apart from wait for them to dry out.

Well, she should have thought of

the consequences

before she went off effing and

blinding in front of her boss!

I knew her toilet mouth would get

her into trouble one day.

I'm sorry I let you down.

You didn't let me down.

- You were provoked, love.

- I'm not

saying. I'm just saying

She should have stuck with Aidan.

Listen

Miss you, Bubble. Chin up.

Yin tan iddle I po.

Tin tan iddle I po ♪

(EXHALES)

All right, this is f*cking

ridiculous!

You've made your point. Are we

literally seven years old?!

We still need to get a show on the

air this week.

Yeah, well, we had a show, but

thanks to Clive

and his incredible performing c*ck,

we don't have a Sophie.

Yes, well, let's pick ourselves up

- and move on as best we can.

- No.

Bill's right. Clive f*cked it.

The rest of us manage to keep our

private lives separate.

- Why can't you?

- Because he's

sexually incontinent.

We had the biggest hit of all our careers,

and Clive had to jizz all over it.

And you had Sophie Straw. She's a goddess.

Where the f*ck do you get off

lecturing me about relationships?!

If Ted Sargent knew about Bill

hanging around in toilets,

he would shut down the whole f*cking

- Leave Bill alone.

Says the man who's so confused about

which way to swing,

he can't even get his own wife pregnant.

Here's a tip, Tony - try f*cking

- her.

- Shut up, Clive.

Oh, I'm sorry, was that some big

secret, was it?

Bill, what have you said?

- Nothing.

- Come on, you know what

Bill's like after he's had a few.

- Tone, Tone f*ck off!

- Wait

Don't listen to him!

- I trusted you!

- Stop this! This is

not productive.

Oh, it's Dennis, the great

peacemaker, makes everything better,

except the dark hole at the centre

of his own marriage.

Whoa, Jesus, Bill, take it easy.

Don't have a go at Dennis.

Thank you, Clive. I'm quite capable

of defending myself.

Then how is it you haven't noticed

Edith's making a fool of YOU?

I'm only saying what everyone in the

entire building already knows.

She's banging Vernon Whit bait.

Whitbait

Vernon Vernon

Uh

Whit Whit Whitshire

Whitchstable Whitstable?

Whit Vernon Whit Vernon

Whitfuck?

Vernon It's Whitfield.

BOTH:Not the face!

Did you just try and punch me,

Dennis?!

- Yes, and I'd like another go.

- No,

no, no, no, no!

THE KINKS - You Really Got me

(COMMOTION)

Leave it! Leave it!

Stop this! This is so silly.

Silly? You're silly.

Yeah, you really got me now

Got me so I don't know what I'm

doing

Oh, yeah, you really got me now

You got me so I can't sleep at night

You really got me, you really got

me ♪

Bill, put the knife down.

You little sh*t.

You f*cking k*lled him.

Dennis?

OK, who do you want to be?

Sandie

or Cilla?

Can't have you stuck in here for

weeks on end.

You need to take these puppies for a

- walk.

- Does it suit me?

(LAUGHS)

Um It's a touch Mediaeval monk.

Well, that's my favourite look.

I feel so stupid. Why didn't I just

keep my trap shut?

Uh, no. Why didn't Clive keep his

trousers shut?

In my women's workshop, we've got a

technical word

for men who behave like that.

- Oh, yeah?

- Arseholes.

(THEY LAUGH)

It is unfair dismissal, though.

So you can complain to your union.

Marj is right.

Why didn't Dennis cover your back?

Andrew O'Shea would have stuck up

for me.

Dennis didn't know. Ted got me on my

own, and that was that.

You go back in to Ted Sargent, and

you demand your job back.

You look him straight in the eye -

Imagine him taking a great big sh*t.

Trust me, it works.

It does.

I've been banned from TV Centre.

They took away my pass.

I wouldn't get through the door.

MUSIC: Sandi Shaw - Don't Run Away

Run away, run away

Run away, run away

Run away, run away

Darling baby

Baby, I am so much

- Can I see your pass, Miss?

- Haven't

seen you here before.

- What show are you on?

- Top of the

Pops, innit?

- She's taller than I thought.

- Who?

Sandi Shaw, innit?

Hang on, don't they film Top of the

Pops in Manchester?

..each and every o-other day

You are on my mind

But I know you have been

The wandering kind ♪

Sophie, wait!

Dennis. What happened to your face?

- What are you doing here?

- Getting my

job back.

It was unfair dismissal.

Going to give old bully boy Ted

Sargent a mouthful.

This is not the way to do it. And

what is this?

Dennis Ah, Eunice.

May I help you?

Uh, I just wanted to let Ted know

that everything is under control.

All right?

Come along, dear.

Now that I've found you, don't run away

Oi? Oi, you!

Tell me to stay, baby

Tell me you're mine all of the time

- Soph?

- I leave you for five minutes,

and you end up

looking like the Bash Street Kids.

You can talk. You look like Nana

Mouskouri in a wind tunnel.

I'm so sorry I've messed everything up.

Soph, Clive was being a w*nk*r.

If only that was all he'd been.

- What are we going to do?

- Just keep a

low profile.

For the time being, at least.

I'll talk to Ted. You'll be back in

the show.

I promise.

Ah, Dennis, Look, I

You there?

Soph

Oi, there she is!

Run away, run away

Come here!

Run away, run away

Run away, run away

That way, chaps.

Run away, run away

Darling baby ♪

Have I got spinach in my teeth?

Only a little bit.

Anyone missing a crucial clipboard?

I think that's the producer's.

Oh, is that the duty log? I love

reading that!

Some of the calls we get are

hilarious. What does it say?

"As a keen gardener, I am deeply

offended by your presenters

referring to tomatoes as a vegetable.

They are a fruit."Thank God we

finally cleared that up.

Oh, yeah, I have to agree with this one.

"Andrew O'Shea's garish ties look

like sick."

Hey, leave my ties alone. I think

they're snazzy.

"Get that woman off our televisions.

Can't you find a de

decent White girl?"

Can you not leave things like this

lying around? Thank you.

Going live. Five, four

Oh, my God, Marjorie, is it true?

She's not going to be in the show

any more?

- She's just off sick.

- What with?

VD?Why would you say that?

Clive Richardson is a notorious

naughty boy.

I wouldn't mind catching a dose off him.

A friend of a friend knows someone

who knows Clive.

And they said that the real story is

that Sophie Straw's been fired.

(LAUGHTER)

Whoops. My hand slipped.

Every day you look at these papers, yeah,

and you just gossip about how much

you fancy all the fellas,

and how all the women are just

useless sluts.

Why can't you be nice about other

girls?

Sophie Straw is my friend,

and a person that you know, an

actual person with actual feelings.

Sorry. I didn't realise you were a l*sbian.

(GIGGLING)

(GASPING)

Whoops.

My hand slipped.

Oh!

(GIGGLING AND APPLAUSE)

MUSIC: ♪ Nico - These days

I stopped my rambling

I don't do too much gambling these days

These days I seem to think about

How all the changes came about

♪

Thank you, Andrew. Well, in light of

the weather we've been having,

I went in search of the perfect umbrella.

A simple task, you might think.

But let me tell you, umbrellas range

from the sublime

to

the ridiculous.

I bet you could make even that hat

look beautiful, Diane.

(HE LAUGHS)

There. Oh. Pretty as a picture.

Oh, my God.

The state of this place. What are

you doing here?

I've got my women's group coming round.

- Sorry.

- I've got it, I've got it.

Sorry, Marj. I'll go in the bedroom.

You don't have to go.

Oh

- I think she does.

- She can join in if

she likes.

- Really?

- Yeah. You got a hand mirror?

Will a compact do?

- Perfect.

- Are we doing make-up?

We're going to make friends with our fannies.

(LAUGHTER)

OK, gather round.

I never knew it was so busy down there.

I think mine even winked at me.

Mine looked a bit like David Niven.

(ALL LAUGH)

All right, settle down.

Who wants to kick off?

Marj?

No, do you want to?

I finally walked out on my husband.

And I walked out on the kids.

Oh, my God.

I love my children, but

I didn't choose to be a mother.

He's not a bad man, it's just

It was all just so wrong.

Made me ill.

The grief at leaving my kids

is

spectacular.

I've been called heartless.

Negligent. Scum.

But I had to get out, otherwise

those kids wouldn't have a mum at all.

People think motherhood's mandatory,

and fatherhood's voluntary.

- Too bloody true.

- We're not here to judge.

Here, how's Barbara?

You want to be looking after her, mate.

- She's a diamond.

- Yeah, she

certainly is.

Tell her to get well soon, yeah?

Will do, mate, will do.

I'm sick of people thinking that I'm

responsible for

the wellbeing of a fictional character.

I think the lines are slightly blurred.

f*cking hell. What's the title of

this week's show?

- Mayhem at the Morgue?

- Bombay

- Calling.

- I wish it was.

Love to be out of this dump.

Barbara is away, and Jim is hosting

high tea

for his political counterpart from Bombay.

- Is this your idea, Den?

- No. It's Ted

Sargent's suggestion.

And that means we've got no f*cking

choice in the matter.

Who's going to play it, then? Jim's

Indian counterpart?

Oh, please! Not some bloke with boot

polish on his face.

Absolutely not. There'll be no minstrelsy.

I've a very good actor in mind for

the role.

- Good.

- I, um

Um

I should, um

OK No I should, um

Before I went had a

Maybe just a bit What

What -Clive, are you coughing up a

furball or trying to apologise?

Yes. That.

The last one. You know, um

I am sorry.

Yes, well, I don't suppose any of us

covered ourselves in glory.

Very good.

All right.

Ha, yes

Good, right

Oh, thanks, Tone.

Chaps? This is Harinder Singh.

- Hello.

- Tony Holmes.

Bill Gardener. Are you all right, mate?

- You know Clive Richardson.

- Ah.

Who's in charge here?

Very good. Point already.

Take a seat, please.

Thank you so much for coming in.

My pleasure.

Before we start, is there anything

you'd like to ask about the part?

No, I think it's all pretty

- self-explanatory.

- Good.

Actually, I do have a question.

I've always What is under the

hat?

What's under yours?

Uh I'm not wearing a hat.

Nor am I.

Oh, right, well

So, why don't we try the scene?

So if we get it on its feet.

You come through the door.

It's off-book.

So, Harinder, yes, if you come in

from the other side. Thank you.

Um(CLEARS THROAT)

Right.

(KNOCKING)

(LOUDLY AND SLOWLY)

Hello! I am Jim.

You have good journey?

Yes, Ihave good journey.

But I don't have hearing problem.

Please, come in.

May I take off my shoes?

Smile

"Dear Dad, today, for entertainment,

I watched a fly lay eggs on a sausage,

and then raced two raindrops down

the window pane.

I can't stop thinking about what I'm

missing.

Dennis said to hold tight, and that

he'll get me back on the show.

But I don't think even Dennis can

work miracles."

He's concerned for the moral

fibres of his beloved country.

"Please write again soon. If I sound

desperate, it's because I am.

Yin tan iddle I po."

..see sun come shining through

♪

Oh, Vernon's c*ck parties are

legendary!

His ideas on Wittgenstein are

absolutely mind-blowing.

You barely spoke.

Why did you want me to come with you

tonight?

Everyone was desperate to meet the producer

of the hilarious Jim and Barbara show.

Well, I'm sorry if they were

expecting Norman Wisdom.

Did you want me to see you?

What do you mean?

Edith, I saw you with Vernon.

Well, you haven't kissed me like you

mean it for years.

Well, if I've been negligent in any way

Negligent?! Oh, Jesus Christ,

Dennis, you sound like

you're dictating a legal document.

Be angry! Shout at me! Where's the

passion?

All right! You're my wife.

- I love you.

- But you're not IN LOVE

with me any more?

Are you?

Too long a pause, Dennis.

Are you in love with Vernon?

As a matter of fact, I am.

And he's very much in love with me.

And when we f*ck, he makes me feel like

Aphrodite.

MUSIC: ♪ The Casinos - Then You

Can Tell Me Goodbye

Kiss me each morning

For a million years

Hold me each evening

By your side

Tell me you love me

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

For a million, a million years

(WHISTLING)

Then if it don't work out

Then if it don't work out

- Let's go! Come down!

- We're going out.

Come down!

..goodbye ♪

Come on, you two.

Bloody hell, I was all set for an

early night.

- You and my grandma.

- Dennis said to

keep a low profile.

You can't get much lower than this.

You'll be fine.

Are we going for a night out in

(INDISTINCT)?

- Hi.

- Welcome to the munge.

(CHATTER AND MUSIC)

MUSIC: ♪ Jefferson Airplane -

Somebody to Love

Tears are running

They're all running down your dress

And your friends, baby

They treat you like a guest

Don't you want somebody to love

Don't you need somebody to love

Wouldn't you love somebody to love

You'd better find somebody to love

Oh oh ♪

You don't own me

Don't try to change me in any way

You don't own me

Don't tie me down

Because I'll never stay

I don't tell you what to say

I don't tell you what to do

So just let me be myself

That's all I ask of you

I'm young, and I love to be young

I'm free and I got to be free

To live my life the way that I want

To say and do whatever I please

(CHEERING)

I really miss her.

Oh, don't tell me what to say

And please, when I go out with you

Don't put me on display ♪

MUSIC: ♪ Interstellar Overdrive -

Pink Floyd

Tony?

I mean, I'd worked it out about

Bill, but

- Well done, Sherlock.

- But you

What about June?

I mean, are you going to tell her?

Soph, um

It was June's idea.

What?

She wanted me to get out and try it,

find out once and for all,

she said.

She must really love you.

(EXHALES)

I really love her.

We just can't seem to

You know?

And did you?

Find out?

I found out that I like both.

I don't even know what that is.

f*ck!

In a way, I envy Bill.

Life is not easy for him at all,

but at least it's clear.

Who says it has to be clear?

It's nobody's business what goes on

between you and June.

Do what you want.

I'm not as brave as you

- Sophie.

- Me?

Brave? I just make it up as I go along.

And I've no idea what happens next.

Mm.

So, where are we with the script?

- Morning, Frank.

- It's been rather difficult

to find the right dynamic without Sophie.

The chaps have worked incredibly

hard on a temporary fix.

- As I'd expect.

- We've had a bit of

good fortune with casting.

Ah. For the role of Guneet the

politician?

Yes. The chap we've got, he has

great timing.

Quite a find.

Yes, he certainly is.

Oh, you've heard of Harinder Singh?

Who?

I thought we'd discussed Spike

Milligan?

Spike's a huge star. I don't imagine

that he's affordable.

- Or available.

- Then I shall put a

call in to his agent.

Well, it wasn't just that, sir. I

thought it would be more authentic

and fun to have Harinder in the part.

Spike does an hilarious turn as a Pakistani.

Yes, well, our character is Indian.

He was born in India, for goodness

sake. He can do the lot.

Harinder Singh is very funny, and

I'd like to give him the part.

If you wish me to seriously consider

reinstating Sophie Straw,

Spike will star in the show.

Just something to think about.

Careful with that supine spinal

twist, darling.

I say, this woman seems to think

she's Barbara's mother.

Someone should tell her that Barbara

is entirely fictional.

- Oh!

- No, Barbara is her real name.

You created Sophie Straw, darling.

Oh, so I did.

How thrilling. I feel like Dr Frankenstein.

- Mm.

- I think we should show this one

to Sophie, darling.

No, I very much don't think she can

deal with the distraction right now.

Why don't you throw it into the

wacky wastepaper basket?

Very well.

Mm.

(KNOCKING)

Now they're at the bloody back door.

Told you, she's not here!

Oh, Dad, I'm impressed.

I like cooking, as it turns out.

There's your egg all nice and runny,

as you like it.

- Are you crying?

- Well, on TV,

Barbara doesn't like dippy egg.

So everyone thinksIdon't like

dippy egg.

I'm crying cos

you know how I like my eggs.

(SHE SOBS)

Aw!

It's all right.

What's she doing here?

This is her home, Marie.

She's just here while it blows over.

What, sitting here fit as a fiddle,

pretending to be poorly?!

I'm telling you, the local press

will be straight onto it.

We've already had them knocking on

the door day and night!

- How do you think that feels?

- I know

how it feels.

Well, you've only yourself to blame.

You went after it.

You had a fiance and a future here

in Blackpool,

but oh, no, you wanted more.

- Just like your mother.

- Marie

Can't you just be on my side for

once?

- We are on your side.

- On your side?!

I've been stuck to your side all

your life.

- Come on, Marie.

- Don't come on Marie

me, brother!

You spoilt her. You stuffed her head

with all that funny business.

She doesn't know the sacrifices I made.

I never had the chance to have a

family of my own

because I was always saddled with

her!

And then we had a brief moment where

it felt like

maybe, maybe it's worth it, but oh, no

Boom!

She went and ruined everything.

And where's my egg and dippies?!

Harinder's a find. Haven't resorted

to some White actor

doing ridiculous caricatures. It's a

small victory.

It is a f*cking huge victory.

This is really good.

Hey, who's that with Dennis?

Hey, only the f*cking Godfather of

comedy!

Meet Spike Milligan.'Allo!

Mr Milligan, what a tremendous

honour it is to meet you.

(IN INDIAN ACCENT)

I have good journey,

but I not have hearing problem.

He'll be playing Guneet.

Madam here can clear up the mess

while we're at the doctor's.

Oh, George, don't forget your

muffler, or you'll catch your death.

(AS MARIE) George, don't forget your muffler.

- I heard that.

- I wasn't doing you,

Auntie Marie.

I was doing Aggie from number 22.

- I wish I could come.

- Well, you

can't. They're still here.

(SHOUTING FROM OUTSIDE)

- See you later, Aggie.

- See you later.

Excuse me!

Excuse me.

- George?

- Can you let me through?

George, George? What's happening?

No idea where she is. Haven't you

got homes to go to?

MUSIC: ♪ George Fornby - My Little

Stick of Blackpool Rock

Every year when summer comes round

Off to the sea I go

I don't care if I do spend a pound

I'm rather rash, I know

See me dressed like all the sports

In my blazer and a pair of shorts

With my little stick of Blackpool rock

Along the promenade I stroll

It may be sticky but I never complain

It's nice to have a nibble at it

now and again

Every day, wherever I stray

The kids all round me flock

One afternoon the band conductor

up on the stand

- - All right, Aggie.

- George.

- Come on

in, I'll pop the kettle on.

So I jumped in his place and then

conducted the band

With my little stick of Blackpool

rock ♪

Joan's sleeping with Harold Pinter.

Lucian Freud's had everyone else.

It's quite the sophisticated thing

to do.

Well, then, consider me a Philistine.

- I don't want an affair.

- Are you sure

about that?

If you said now that you wished to

leave Vernon,

and stay married, I would honour that.

Well, how gallant.

I don't want a man who's with me out

of duty.

I want a man who can't live another

day without me.

You're a coward, Dennis.

At least I've admitted how I feel,

and acted on it.

It's infra dig, I know.

But I thought it best to keep you informed.

I thought Ted and the press

department had control of the story.

To a degree. The wretched papers

held back the photographs of the

liaison.

But unfortunately, the scoundrels

still want something in return.

What? What do they want?

Jim and Barbara reunited.

Preferably with a large rock of ice

on her finger.

Jim and Barbara, or Sophie and

Clive?

Oh, thank you very much.

Well, it's one and the same thing to

them, really.

Either way, they get an exclusive

front-page scoop.

Well, anyway, I don't think Sophie

would even take me back.

She was She was pretty damn angry.

The poor girl clearly still has

feelings, and

What girl wouldn't want to be swept

off her feet

by Clive Richardson, hm?

However, if you and Sophie WERE

reunited as love's young dream,

then Ted Sargent would undoubtedly recant.

Look

- I know I messed up.

- Oh, an

indiscretion, dear boy.

- We all have them.

- BUT

if I am going to win her back,

it's going to be genuine,

and on my own terms.

Not because I'm being coerced by

some filthy tabloid.

Thank you for the drink.

You're very welcome.

Can you get me a wider shot of Spike

when he comes through the door?

Shot 40, camera 2 next.

(SPIKE IN INDIAN ACCENT)

I'd like to

use your facilities.

(LAUGHTER)

(TOILET FLUSHES)

I wondered where I'd left my toothbrush.

(LAUGHTER)

Congratulations. Excellent show.

Spike was absolutely terrific. Let's

book him for the rest of the series.

In addition to Sophie Straw?

Sophie who?

- We had an agreement.

- The agreement

was that I would consider.

I can't help but think you have a rather

over-inflated opinion of Miss Straw.

It makes me wonder, Dennis, if your

impulses are entirely professional.

Somewhere, deep inside,

the fact that Sophie is a beautiful

and funny woman

really offends you, doesn't it, Ted?

I will accept your resignation with

great sadness.

I've already written the letter.

MUSIC: ♪ The Spencer Davis Group

- Gimme Some Lovin'

Hey

My temperature's rising and my

feet on the floor

Crazy people knocking cos they

wanted some more

Let me in, baby, I don't know what

you got

But you'd better take it easy,

this place is hot

And I'm so glad we made it

So glad we made it

Why won't you gimme some lovin'

Gimme some lovin' ♪

So, Aggie, I hear you've been for a

- big hike around the town.

- Yes.

You must be very tired.

- How do you feel?

- How do I feel?

I put my hands out, and I go like this.

Ah! Very good.

Oh, God, sweetheart

You're born to do this, you know.

Mr Mahindra says you're a natural,

doesn't he?

When we're doing the show, it's hard

to explain, Dad,

but there's nowhere else in the

world I'd rather be.

You'll get back there, Bubble.

You'll find a way.

My temperature rising and my feet

on the floor

Crazy people knocking cos they

wanted some more

Let me in, baby, I don't know what

you got

But you'd better take it easy,

this place is hot

And I'm so glad we made it, so

glad we made it

Dennis?

..gimme some lovin'

Gimme some lovin'

What brings you to Blackpool?

I've come to see a friend.

You?

Well, I mean, I've I've been an

absolute shag-w*nk*ng arsehole.

Well, my head's all splinting and

I'm floating to sound

(BELL RINGS)

Do they ever give up?

All right, yes! I'm here!

Will you leave us alone if I give

you a picture

Hello, Soph.

Will you marry me?

..so glad we made it, won't you

gimme some lovin'?

Gimme some lovin'

Gimme some lovin' every day

Will you say yes, Sophie?

Sophie, what are you going to do?

Hey

Well, I feel so good, everything

is getting hot

You better take some time off cos

the place is on fire

Better stop, baby, cos I have so

much to do

We made it baby, and it happened

to you

And I'm so glad we made it

So glad we made it

Gimme some lovin' every day ♪