"Hello?" "Hi, Dad." "Move out of the way, please!" "Nice to see you too." "Er, hello?" "Hi." "Hi." "What's with the music?" "Mum, flowers on the side or on the table?" "Table." "OK." "Flowers on the table?" "Yeah, excuse me!" "Put the flowers on the..." "I'm doing it." "Hello, Dad." "God, Dad looks smart." "Jonny, can you..." "Oh, hi, Adam." "Can you open a bottle of wine, please?" "Sure." "A nice bottle!" "Right." "A nice bottle?" "Um, what is physically happening?" "What's..." "Why are there Mum's posh bowls?" "A single rose?" "And... is that somebody playing the lute?" "Is the Lord Mayor coming or something?" "No, not the Lord Mayor." "Red or white?" "Red!" "Wait a minute... there are five knives and forks there." "Why are there five?" "Are there?" "One, two, three, four, five." "Oh, yeah!" "So who's..." "Move!" "Sorry, why is the house like bloody Hampton Court all of a sudden?" "Who is coming round?" "The house looks nice, doesn't it?" "Don't eat any more bread." "Yes, it's very nice but..." "Doesn't Mum's hair look lovely?" "Ah, thanks, darling!" "OK, in a moment I am literally going to puncture one of your lungs!" "Put that down!" "Can you just tell me who's..." "Jeez, is that the door?" "I'll get it." "Who is it?" "I'll get it!" "Just tell me who it is!" "Promise me you won't get annoyed?" "You are so going to love this." "Hello, Tanya." "Oh, you look nice." "Thank you." "Oh, my God, it's Tanya Green?" "I can't believe it!" "She's invited Tanya Green round?" "Yep." "For dinner?" "Er, dinner date." "What?" "A dinner date." "In front of your entire family." "You've met Martin." "Yes, hello." "Pardon?" "Hello." "Yes, hello." "This is Jonny." "I'm the cool one." "Hi." "And this is my eldest son, Adam." "Hello." "Hello." "Do you remember Adam, at all?" "Um, not very well." "He is quite forgettable." "Thank you." "Tanya's joining us for Friday night dinner, isn't that nice?" "Yes, very." "Um, Mum, can we just..." "Aren't you going to give her a kiss then?" "What?" "A kiss hello." "Go on." "Um..." "Excuse my son - no manners." "It's OK!" "He's just very shy." "OK, shall we um...?" "Mum, can we just..." "Jonny, take Tanya's coat, would you?" "One sec, love." "What?" "Why didn't you tell me Tanya Green was invited?" "What?" "Why didn't you tell me Tanya Green was coming?" "I did tell you." "No you didn't." "Didn't I?" "You know you bloody didn't!" "Er, we can all sort of hear you." "Coming!" "Stop it, Adam!" "OK, right." "Lovely." "So, Tanya, if you'd like to come through?" "Thank you." "Yes, move along, move along." "Females first." "Yep, females first." "If you sit over there and, Adam, if you sit..." "No, Martin." "What?" "Oh, yes, yes, I'm meant to sit over there, yes!" "No, you're meant to sit next to..." "Tanya." "Brilliant." "Go on, Adam, sit down." "Hello." "Hello again." "There." "Isn't this nice?" "Thanks again for inviting me." "Pleasure." "It's funny because I didn't know you were coming at all, did I, Mum?" "Mmm?" "Crisp?" "Ooh, thank you." "Oh, your bloody phone!" "All right!" "So rude." "How's Mum?" "Fine." "She sends her love." "Ahh." "And Dad?" "Good." "Dickwad." "What?" "Um, nothing." "Have you, er, travelled far?" "Sorry, have I travelled far?" "Dad's from 18th century." "Martin, she's Joan's daughter." "They live in Elstree." "A tree?" "Amazing." "In Elstree!" "Yes, in Elstree but in a tree!" "Hasn't she got a lovely sense of humour?" "Yes." "The last time me and Adam were together we were in our nappies." "Ahh." "And he's wearing them tonight." "Very good." "I think the last time you were together was in the bath." "Mum!" "What?" "Oh, you two were so sweet back then, like two little buttons!" "Please!" "Where are the baby photos?" "Ooh, the baby photos!" "Tanya doesn't want to see the baby photos." "Doesn't she?" "You want to see the baby photos, don't you, Tanya?" "Oh, yeah, I love old photos." "Hmm, they're here somewhere." "Ooh, excuse me." "Martin!" "Nice one, Dad." "Sorry, Tanya." "I think I ate too much parsley." "Parsley?" "When were you eating parsley?" "Hmm?" "I'm going to go and get a drink." "Anyone..." "Here they are!" "Great." "Oh, look!" "Oh, my God, I look like a potato!" "You don't look like a potato!" "You were a beautiful baby!" "Oh, I love this one." "Me in the bath." "Good." "Excellent." "Why are you standing up?" "He was always standing in the bath - such an exhibitionist." "OK, does Tanya really have to see my... you know..." "Little button?" "Right, I'm going to go, um, Mum?" "Mum?" "One minute, love." "Oh, look, more bath time!" "More standing up!" "Lovely girl!" "What are you doing?" "What am I doing?" "Oh, I'm going." "Going?" "Don't be so stupid!" "I'm not being stupid, I'm going home." "You're bloody not." "No, take that off!" "Get off me!" "Let go of me!" "No, I will not let go!" "What is wrong with you?" "She's a lovely girl." "Lovely girl." "Can't believe you're doing this to me!" "Do what to you?" "Jonny, don't leave Dad with her, he'll start talking about Isaac Newton." "He also invented, er, the first practical reflecting telescope." "Right." "So, you just phoned her up and asked her round, like, all on her own?" "Yes, what's wrong with that?" "What and you just happened to have her number?" "Yes, her mobile." "Val gave it to me." "Oh, isn't she a lovely girl?" "Please stop saying what a lovely girl she is?" "She is a lovely girl." "Ow!" "You really don't know how embarrassing this is!" "We do." "Shut up, Jonny!" "Seriously, I'm going home." "You are not going anywhere." "You have a guest and you are going to bloody talk to her." "Now, grow up!" "Grow up?" "She just saw my cock!" "My little baby co..." "Oh, sorry." "Um, I just wondered where the toilet was." "Ooh, hi, Tanya!" "No, it's just through there." "Thanks." "No problem." "Well, do you fancy the girl?" "But the theory goes that it was actually a kidney stone that finally killed him." "Oh, I see." "1727." "It was a tragedy." "Dad." "Martin, Tanya really doesn't want to hear about Isaac Newton's kidney stones when she's eating!" "Oh, it's OK." "Bet they were delicious!" "Yeah, but not as delicious as this lovely bit of squirrel!" "Eh, Tina?" "It's Tanya." "Oh, yes, Tanya." "So, um, you're a musician?" "Failed musician." "Ignore him, he's an estate agent." "Yeah, it's called a proper job." "For proper losers." "My Dad's an estate agent." "Right and, er, what company does he..." "Jonny, pass Tanya some more vegetables, would you?" "Thanks." "Yeah, so, what sort of music do you do?" "Oh, he's had hit after hit." "Thank you." "Um, mainly stuff for advertising campaigns and things." "He's a jingle writer." "Composer." "Of jingles." "Pusface?" "Er, no thanks." "What?" "Um... nope, er, nothing." "So, um, your music - would I have heard any of it?" "Um..." "There was that one for diarrhoea tablets." "Dishwasher tablets." "Jonny!" "Adam, why don't you ask Tanya a bit about herself?" "Thanks, Mum." "I do know how to talk to other humans." "Martin!" "Dad!" "Can you please stop burping?" "Sorry, it's all that parsley I had." "Sorry, when were you eating all this parsley?" "Hmm?" "When were you eating parsley?" "Earlier." "I fancied a bit." "What, raw parsley?" "Well, I only had a couple of sprigs." "I do apologise." "It's fine, honest." "Er, so, you work for Coke, don't you?" "Coca Cola?" "Yeah, I do, like, marketing and PR, you know." "Ooh, Coca Cola." "Wonderful business." "I mean the owners must be multi-millionaires." "Obviously they're multi-millionaires." "Sorry?" "Obviously, the owners of Coca Cola are multi-millionaires." "Are they multi-millionaires?" "Um, I think so, yeah." "See?" "So where do you work then?" "America?" "Um..." "England." "England." "Right, right." "Well, England's a..." "fabulous country." "Yes, it's very nice." "Course, you know what they used to call us?" "What?" "You know what they used to call us, England?" "No, what was that?" "Perfidious Albion." "Dad!" "Martin!" "Sorry, perfi... what did you say?" "Sorry?" "What did he say?" "Er, Perfidious Albion." "Perfidious Albion, yes." "Um, what is Perfidious Albion?" "Well, it's what they used to call us." "Oh." "In other words..." "we weren't very popular." "Mmm." "Pass us the pickled cucumber would you?" "Perfidious Albion!" "There's no point, it doesn't open." "Ooh, no, it's stuck." "I told you." "Here, let me have a go." "What, Mr Muscles?" "Ignore him." "So, er, marketing and PR?" "Yeah." "Do you want to stand up and try that?" "No, I'm OK, thanks." "You sure?" "Yes, quite sure." "I'm telling you all, it doesn't open!" "So why did you put it out then?" "Because it's Friday night and we've got a guest." "It's fine, I'm not really a pickle person." "A pickle person!" "Here, I'll do it." "Oh, of course, Mr Muscles." "Jesus!" "Jonny, it doesn't open." "I'm going to get it this time." "That's right, use the full force of those powerful legs." "He's so gay." "Stop it now, you'll hurt yourself." "No, keep going." "Jonny, please, stop!" "You'll have a heart attack!" "No, keep going, have a heart attack." "Jonny!" "It's nearly there..." "Arrrrghhh!" "Aaargh!" "Oh, my God, sorry!" "I'm sorry!" "Oh, are you all right?" "Jonny!" "It wasn't me, it was the jar!" "You shitting idiot!" "Martin!" "Sorry, Ad." "Oh, my nose!" "Oh, has he just..." "No, of course I haven't!" "I'm bleeding, I'm bleeding!" "Put your nose under the tap." "You are an idiot!" "I'm going to kill you, you bastard!" "It wasn't me, it was the jar." "Careful you don't drown him, Martin!" "It's hot water!" "What?" "That's hot water, you're burning my nose!" "You're burning his nose!" "Argh!" "Cold water!" "Hot water!" "Hot water!" "Is that better?" "It's hotter!" "One second, love." "Um..." "Someone's at the front door." "Cold water!" "Ooh, hello, Jackie." "Um, I'm not Jackie." "No, of course you're not!" "Silly me." "No, Jackie has got a completely different face." "And body." "Yes." "Jackie?" "No, you're a visitor?" "I guess so." "I suppose we're all visitors in a way, visiting this plane of existence." "Right." "That's a nice dog." "Is he?" "Yes, yes." "Yes, he is." "Mrs Goodman?" "Sorry, love." "Oh, hello, Jim." "Hi, Jackie!" "You look..." "Wet." "What?" "Oh, um, Tanya, why don't you go inside?" "Yeah, sure." "She's a visitor." "Sorry?" "You know what you are?" "A bloody arsehole." "Adam!" "Am I?" "No, not you, no." "You see, he's just had a nosebleed..." "Listen, Jim," "Tanya's here at the moment so maybe if you came back later..." "That's the problem, you see." "Problem?" "I'm sort of locked out." "Oh." "Sort of lost my front door key." "Sort of?" "Yes." "Do you know where you lost it?" "Yes." "Inside Wilson." "Inside Wilson?" "Hmm." "Swallowed it." "Oh." "Yes, we were playing a sort of game and it sort of went a bit wrong." "Oh, dear." "Well, does anyone else have a key?" "Yes, my brother does." "Great!" "But he's in Uganda." "Oh, right." "Um, so how are you going to... get it back?" "Well, I suppose I'll just have to wait outside here until he's, you know, ready." "Ready?" "Perhaps you could get me some old newspaper to put down for when he, you know..." "Ooh, and Jackie?" "What?" "Maybe a wet flannel." "Excellent crumble, Mum." "Mmm, it's delicious." "Thanks." "There's more cream if anyone wants." "Ooh, I wouldn't mind." "Adam?" "I love crumble." "Ah, everyone loves crumble." "Crimble crumble!" "Crimble crumble!" "Crimble crumble!" "Crimble crumble." "Hello, everyone." "Aw, are you all right now, Bobble?" "Yeah." "Are you OK?" "Sorry." "No, it's OK." "Adam, do you know you've got a piece of tissue up your nose?" "Yes, I do know, Dad, thank you." "It is a good look though." "Oh I'm mad, the tea!" "How about a nice cup of tea, everyone?" "Tanya?" "Oh, yes please, if you're making." "Of course, love." "Jonny, put the kettle on would you?" "Me?" "Ha ha!" "Actually no, I'll do it." "He'll only put bleach in my cup or something." "Bleach and two sugars?" "Oh!" "Sorry." "Jesus, Dad!" "All right, calm down." "It's not like I was going to molest you." "Right, thank you." "That's good to know." "What do you want?" "Hmm?" "What do you want?" "What do I want?" "Yes." "Nothing." "Nothing." "OK." "You know, this could take some time so you might want to..." "No, no, it's fine." "So um, the er, the er..." "The what?" "The girl?" "The girl?" "She does have a name, you know." "Yes, but it got rubbed off." "All right then, the female." "Female?" "No, actually, stick with girl." "Didn't I tell you she's a lovely girl?" "Lovely girl." "Yes, she's very nice." "Now can we just leave..." "Pretty as well." "Yep, all right." "She is quite pretty." "I would!" "Jonny, go back in there." "Coming, Tanya!" "Just saying I would." "She's a pretty girl, isn't she, Martin?" "Very pretty." "Nice bum." "I'm glad you noticed." "Right, can you just leave me now?" "I can make tea on my own, you know?" "Oh, there's no milk." "Adam, go round the corner for me, would you?" "What?" "Go round the corner?" "Yeah." "You can ask Tanya to go with you." "Don't be ridiculous, I'm not going to ask Tanya to go..." "Tanya?" "Oh!" "You're still here?" "Yes, still here." "Just waiting." "Come on, come on, Wilson." "Right, well we're just going to..." "Ah." "That's why you're visiting." "You're Jonny's girlfriend." "Adam's!" "I'm Adam!" "Adam's girlfriend." "Um, I'm not." "She's not my girlfriend." "Not yet." "Hi, Jim." "Thanks, Jonny." "Any time." "No, we're just friends." "Yeah, we're just friends." "Friends." "It's nice to have friends." "OK, shall we...?" "Yeah, sure." "That's it Wilson, come on." "Squeeze!" "Squeeze!" "He's really not funny." "He is a bit funny." "No, I think the correct word to describe my brother is tit." "Tanya, can I ask you something?" "Sure, what?" "It's something that I really want to know." "OK." "Do you think this has been the most awkward, embarrassing evening ever?" "Yes, definitely!" "Good." "Glad I'm not the only one." "Actually, I'm trying to think what could possibly make it even more awkward and embarrassing." "It's probably my mum." "Checking up on you?" "Probably." "No, it's your mum." "Is it?" "What does it say?" ""Please remind Adam to get some condoms."" "That might not have been from my mum." "Right." "There." "Nice walk?" "Um..." "There." "Everything all right, Jim?" "Yes, all done." "See?" "Got the key." "Great." "Well done." "Thanks, Jackie." "Just no one go near this stick." "Come in, love." "Ooh, Jonny?" "Adam!" "What?" "So, this friend?" "Tanya." "Tanya." "She's a woman, isn't she?" "Um, yes." "I knew this woman once." "Did you?" "Oh yes." "We met in a cave." "Right." "Then there was the other one." "The other one?" "You remember the other one, don't you?" "The angry lady?" "OK, I'm just going to go..." "Yes, women..." "Adam?" "Coming!" "Your mother's a woman." "Right, well thanks, Jim." "If I may, one little piece of advice vis-a-vis women." "OK..." "Never..." "OK, I'll try to remember that." "Thanks again, Jim." "Don't mention it." "Bye, Adam..." "Jonny." "Hm..." "Here, love." "Thanks." "And thanks for a lovely evening." "Oh, you're welcome." "It has been lovely, hasn't it, Adam?" "Yes, Mum." "You know, we really must do this again." "Oh, Adam, get the milk, would you?" "I've left it inside." "Sorry, I'm really not getting up again." "I'll go." "It's his arthritis." "Ha-ha!" "Of the balls." "Jonny!" "Um, excuse me." "I just need to use the bathroom." "Course." "She does have a nice bum." "Martin!" "By the way, I want to thank you both for such a wonderful evening." "My pleasure." "No, seriously." "Great night!" "Well, perhaps next time you can find your own bloody girlfriend." "Adam?" "What?" "I think she likes you." "Who?" "Who?" "Who do you think?" "The girl, the female." "Female." "She does!" "Really?" "Do you think?" "She's a lovely girl." "Oh, where is that milk?" "Jonny?" "I'll get it, it's all right." "Use a jug, we've got a guest." "A jug." "Pissface?" "They've got...!" "The bloody shits." "Mum!" "What?" "What is it?" "What?" "Lovely girl." "Subtitles by Red Bee Media Ltd"