All language subtitles for Hold.The.Sunset.S01E06.Old.Flames.1080p.WEB-DL.DDP2.0.H.264-squalor_track3_[eng]

THEME SONG: Have I
the right to hold you?

You know I've
always told you I've

loved you from the very start.

Come right back, I
just can't bear it.

I've got some love,
and I long to share it.

Come right back, right
back where you belong.

Oh yeah, you belong.

Mum, I'm jogging, and
you're giving me cake.

Jogging?

Oh, this is new.

Not at all.

I'm always jogging.

Of course you are, dear.

This is what's left of
Fiona's wedding cake.

Fiona?

Oh, yes.

You remember little Fiona.

Her mum still lives
across the road.

Oh, Fiona with the teeth.

Yes, although there's
less of them now.

I am a bit of an
expert on wedding cake.

Oh, yes, you would
be, wouldn't you?

All those weddings you're
always having to go to.

Here we go.

What do you mean?

[phone rings]

SANDRA: Oh, come on.

You know exactly what I mean.

I thought you weren't
going to do this anymore.

EDITH: I know.

Hello.

How's things?

No, I was out last night.

No kidding.

You are kidding.

No, why would I change the
numbers after all these years?

Are you sure?

This-- this Is not
one your little jokes?

Well, how much?

I don't believe it.

I don't believe it!

Ah, morning.

Still walking.

Why shouldn't I be?

Haven't lost the use of my legs.

No, I meant now that
you don't have Wellington.

I'm in training.

What for?

You'll see.

Oh, Paul!

Paul!

Do I know you?

Bob.

Bob the burglar.

Me and Edith were an item
a few years ago, remember?

Don't say you've forgotten, huh?

Oh, oh, yeah.

Remember I only had the one arm?

Gave me a new one.

Look.

Eh?

So now, I'm not so 'armless.

You get it?

Course you do, you old git.

Hey, is Edith still a go-er?

Is she?

She used to be.

Oh, oh, oh, oh, she used to be.

Woo!

Oh, blimey, where is it?

Where is it?

Oh, God, what have
I done with it?

How's Phil?

Oh, his back's been
playing up again.

I saw his ex-groupie
the other day.

What, Desiree?

Driving a delivery van.

She looks great.

Oh, I shouldn't
think it is her.

But even so, don't
mention it to Phil.

He lives in dread.

So he says.

Bye, Mum.

I'll call you.

Well, come round
for supper later?

I can't.

I'm going out with Sapphire.

Sapphire?

Our new stylist.

What's going on?

What, with her and Sapphire?

I shudder to think.

I mean you two not speaking.

Are you sure that's washable?

Well, it says so on the label.

Does it need washing?

Not really, but I'm
gonna give him away.

You're giving it away?

Methuselah?

To the children's hospital.

Oh?

I mean, I don't want to, but,
well, I've done something--

it's not brilliant-- and I'm
trying to make up for it.

What?

What have you done?

Well, I-- I
promised not to say.

Promised who?

OK, I'll tell you.

But you won't say anything?

Oh, for heaven's sake.

Well, I tried
to become a carer.

A carer?

For you.

What?

No, no, I know--

I know you don't--
you don't need one.

But I wanted the
income, and I lied.

I lied to the benefits offices.

Oh, Roger, how could you?

It's OK.

Um, it's-- nothing happened.

It's all over and done with now.

End of story.

But--

I won't have to go
to prison or anything.

I just have to
remember that I must

behave like a complete
lunatic every time I

go near their offices.

I think you better
start at the beginning.

Well, I'm trying
to forget about it.

I-- I dare say.

I'm so sorry, Mum.

Hello, Phil.

PHIL: Oh, hello, Edith.

I've told her.

What?

What?

You bloody idiot!

We told you not to tell her!

You said you wouldn't!

I know, but I--

I had to.

I couldn't help it.

Right, you're disinherited.

What?

You were gonna
leave me something?

I might have done.

Not now.

He had to tell me, Phil.

What for?

Because I've never
kept anything from Mum.

What you mean is you've always
dumped everything on your mum,

right?

You offload all your problems,
you pass on all your worries,

you stick it all on your mother.

And then you waltz off,
fancy-free and liberated,

feeling a lot better.

I'm glad he told me.

I understand that.

But the point is he didn't tell
you to make you feel better.

He told you to make
him feel better.

Phil, calm down.

You know you're supposed to
watch your blood pressure.

Huh?

Blood pressure?

Is that a new thing?

Don't get your hopes up.

I've won the lottery.

Wow, fantastic.

2,000 pounds.

Brilliant.

What are you gonna do with it?

I haven't got it yet.

I know the numbers, but
I've lost this ticket.

I definitely had it
the last time I came.

Have you looked?

Everywhere, all
over the place.

Have you asked Mum?

No.

I feel a bit awkward
with your mum,

you know, after
that carer caper.

Well, she knows it wasn't you.

I told her it was my fault.

Hmm.

Hey.

It-- it doesn't matter, Queenie.

No.

Listen, I'm great
at finding things.

I was always good at
finding things, remember?

Mr. Spongy, remember?

[HEROIC VOICE] I will find
it for you, I promise!

Phil, what is it?

Hmm?

You seem more upset about
this Roger nonsense than I do.

It's Bob, your old boyfriend.

You know he put Roger
up to that, don't you?

To be a carer?

Did-- did Roger say that?

Well, in so many words, yeah.

Why is Roger such a fool?

Because he thinks that
being a fool is a virtue.

Why would he think that?

Because he's a fool.

Oh, and I also happened
to, uh, see Bob, too.

I see.

Mm-hmm.

I mean, you know he wants to
get back with you, don't you?

Do you really think
I'd go off with Bob?

Well, you might.

I mean, you had such an
unforgettably wonderful time

with him once.

An unforgettably
wonderful time?

Mm-hmm.

He was an absolute liar, a con
man, and an out-and-out rogue.

Rogue?

Sounds rather romantic.

Not to me, it doesn't.

Don't you believe me?

QUEENIE: Oh!

Ah!

Ow!

Ah!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Ow!

Oh!

ROGER: What?

What is it?

Oh, it's the knees.

They're not as enthusiastic
as they used to be.

Oh.

Mrs. Gale and
Roger on their knees

together in the front room.

Might be praying.

I didn't ask.

Very wise.

I never used to think
ignorance was bliss,

but I'm beginning
to change my mind.

Edith, I'm sorry about that
just now with-- about Bob,

you know.

But, um, well, I'm--

[clears throat] --well, I'm
very much in love with you,

and-- and I just feel a
bit vulnerable sometimes.

I know.

And, um, you never feel
just a little bit pleased?

That you were jealous?

Just a tiny bit.

Over Bob?

Are you mad?

Well, I thought--

Oh, shut up.

[doorbell]

I'll get it.

Hi.

Ah.

Parcel for Roger Stevens.

Phil.

No.

How are you?

I'm fine.

How are you?

What a surprise.

Hmm.

Yeah.

I don't live here, you know.

I never said you did.

You-- you've moved to--

to Walsall?

Wakefield.

Wakefield.

Look, um, if you
come back again,

I shall have to have a word
with the police, you understand?

Sorry, sorry.

I'm delivering a parcel.

What?

It's my job.

I-- I need a signature.

Oh, that's for me.

Oh.

Oh, my god.

Oops.

Uh, can I get a signature
for this, anybody?

Oh, yeah, of course.

There you go.

Thank you.

Thank you.

You are in trouble.

Big trouble.

So that's Desiree.

Yes, yes, that's Desiree.

So nothing to it, really.

She's lovely.

Even lovelier seven years ago.

Yes, but it was all over
before it started, you know.

She followed you around
every day for a year?

Uh, 10 months, actually.

But I mean, there was nothing
I could do to stop her.

Don't think I'd have
done that for anyone.

Well, she was crackers.

Crackers.

All over before it started?

That can't be right.

Well, it was just a few weeks.

Well, actually, it was
four months, but, uh,

no more than that.

I swear.

You don't have to.

She came in.

She wanted a camper
van, or so she said.

I mean, you know,
customer is king.

And you showed her a few.

What?

Camper vans.

Oh, yes, yes, I had to.

It was my job, you know?

Not like that.

No?

Well, not at first, obviously.

In a camper van.

Well, they weren't cramped.

I mean, they were-- they were
well-designed, my camper vans.

You know, they were--
they were spacious.

Hmm.

Just as well.

And well, then it
all went pear shaped.

You know, she started calling
me all hours of the day,

lying in wait.

Then she came up
to the golf club,

then to my accountant's,
then my dentist.

Poor woman.

You must have been a
little bit flattered.

No, no, not at all.

No?

Look, I hadn't set
eyes on her for six years

till Roger showed me that
photo of her driving that van.

And since then, I've lived
in dread of Hot Foot.

Why?

Well, I thought if
she saw me, she might--

might-- just start up again,
and I couldn't stand that.

And also, I-- well, I
didn't want to upset you.

Why would I be upset?

Bloody Roger!

That's why he
ordered that thing.

He just-- he wanted
this to happen.

[whirring noises]

What's that?

It's a drone.

Cool, eh?

What's it for?

Well, uh, you fly it
around, and it takes pictures

by remote control.

For fun.

It's fun.

Oh, it's great fun.

Because they fly
into buildings, they

fly into electricity lines,
they fly into other drones,

and then they fall out
of the sky on someone

or on someone's property.

And, uh, then you get sued for
grievous bodily harm or damage

to property.

Or if it's a good
day, for manslaughter.

Or if it's around
Christmas, for all three.

Roger, do you have to?

Have to what?

We're getting on, you know.

We're not up to all this fun.

Hey, don't worry about it.

Have you been
spending time with Bob?

No.

You're beginning
to sound like him.

I haven't.

And it doesn't suit you.

I'll be in my shed.

We've gotta get
out of here, Edith.

You know that, don't you?

I do.

What was once a lovely dream
is now a vital necessity.

[banging]

QUEENIE: Oh!

Now, what's that now?

Stampede of badgers?

Gold.

Oh, this is lovely, just lovely.

Ah!

Ah!

Mrs. Gale, what--
what are you doing?

I'm looking for
a lottery ticket.

Well, wouldn't it be easier
just to go out and buy one?

Oh, Phil, you are a card.

[muttering]

Ugh!

Oh, where is it?

Oh!

Help!

Help!

Mrs. Gale is upside
down in the garbage.

QUEENIE: Phil!

Phil!

ROGER: Ahh.

Ooh.

Come-- come back!

Come back!

Come back!

Excuse me!

Stop!

Edith?

Hmm?

I hope you're not
upset about that woman.

Desiree?

Should I be?

No, of course not.

But I know her of old.

Just don't let her in the house.

Good gracious.

No, I'm not saying, you
know, that she'd do anything.

But I wouldn't trust
her with my man.

You know, If I had one.

Oh.

Just be warned.

Better be safe than sorry.

Right.

Ah!

Ow!

Oh, quick!

Put that in the fridge!

Call an ambulance!

[screams]

What happened?

I fell off my bike,
and she fainted.

[moans]

Fetch the rug
from the wardrobe,

and I'll make some tea.

Now, you're talking.

[moans]

Now, here's the thing.

Since I lost my arm, I've
had more luck with women

than I ever did before.

How very interesting.

Mmm.

Why do you suppose that is?

Well, because the
less of you there is,

the easier you are to tolerate.

Ah, right.

Less is more.

No, no, less is less.

And in your case,
that's a very good idea.

After I saw you this morning,
I wanted to come and explain.

Make my peace, whatever.

I can't tell them at the
depot I can't deliver parcels

to this address, can I?

Of course not.

It's over six years
ago, my thing with Phil.

I didn't set out to
give him a bad time,

but I was very unhappy in
those days and a bit unstable.

But I'm better now, much better.

And I want to be happy.

I don't want to
make anyone unhappy.

Thank you.

How was the pork pie?

Oh, delicious.

I made it myself.

Oh.

No pig.

No pig?

Squirrel.

Uh-uh.

Tastes like pig.

Hmm, so they say.

So they say.

You haven't tried it yourself?

No, no.

No, I just found the
squirrel dead on the lawn,

and I thought, let's
see how this goes down.

This isn't something I can
just say to anyone, Edith,

but I feel I can say it to you.

Go on.

Having people go on and on and
on about how beautiful you are

can be a terrible burden.

Really?

Especially when you're
young and you can't handle it.

I know you know that,
Edith, because you've always

been beautiful.

No, don't tell me
that you haven't.

Oh, not like that, Des.

Not like you.

Well, I was always
told I was very pretty.

And I used to
believe it, until I

grew up and discovered that,
actually, I wasn't very pretty.

I was just ordinary pretty.

There were lots
prettier than me.

The first boy to
declare an interest

said he'd kill himself if
I didn't go out with him.

Oh, how dreadful.

That was just the beginning.

Boys, men, old codgers claimed
to fall in love with me

every moment of the day.

It was a nightmare.

And yet, you latched on to
Phil in much the same way.

I know, I know.

Mad, isn't it?

You scared him to death.

I didn't mean to.

I thought for the first
time I'd met someone who

had some clue who I really was.

Oh, I see.

But it's over now, believe me.

It's very kind of you, Edith,
looking after me like this.

What-- what else would I do?

I hope Phil doesn't hate me.

No, he's not like that.

I'm struggling for words,
Bob, and I hope I can find them.

Because if I can't, I'm
going to strangle you.

And that would not
be morally good,

because I would get altogether
too much satisfaction.

Let me go.

Shut up and listen.

Now, if you come into
this neighbourhood again--

no, no.

If-- if you come to
this house again--

no.

No, if you try to speak to
Edith again, or I should--

no idea how hard it is to
formulate this precisely right.

How do you know Queenie?

Oh, we're friends from
when the kids were little.

Oh, poor Queenie.

She spent the whole morning
turning everywhere upside down

looking for a lottery ticket.

A lottery ticket?

Mm-hmm.

Oh!

I noticed it as
soon as I came to.

Oh, what a relief,
Oh, drama over.

If I see you again, if I
think of you, if I dream of you,

or if I hear your
name mentioned,

I shall hunt you down
and remove your good arm.

Is that clear?

I won't hold you to that.

You won't be able to.

Uh, don't forget your arm.

One spicy pork
wonton, sliced beef

with black bean sauce,
vegetarian spring rolls,

dim sum.

I ordered everything
they had in the shop,

so there's gotta be
something here for everyone.

What a feast.

And Wendy will be here
in a minute with the rice.

Wendy?

Oh, yeah, she was
standing in front of me

in the takeaway queue, you
knew, ordering for one.

So I thought, well,
the more the merrier.

Well, Roger won't
be too pleased.

Oh.

Well, boo-hoo.

He'd better behave himself.

Mum.

Oh!

Whose is the Harley-Davidson?

Not mine, alas.

Mine.

Desiree, Sandra, my daughter.

Oh.

Hi.

Hi.

Nice bike.

Des is a very special person.

Oh, she-- you found
the lottery ticket.

It was a fluke.

Fluke my ass.

Des has got special powers.

I'm not letting her out
of my sight ever again.

Special powers?

Now, I could do
with some of those.

Hello.

EDITH: Oh, Wendy.

QUEENIE: Wendy!

Lovely.

Mrs. Gale insisted I come.

I can go if you like.

The last thing I want
to do is intrude.

Of course you mustn't go.

You're our special guest,
Queenie's special guest.

It's lovely that you're here.

WENDY: Oh, if you're sure.

QUEENIE: Of course we're sure.

WENDY: I'm renting
one of the new flats--

Oh, Rog, cheer up.

This is meant to
be a celebration.

Come on, tell us.

Drone problem?

Well, it was flying perfectly.

I'd read the instructions.

I hoped it would find, you
know, Queenie's ticket.

And then it just vanished.

But, uh, don't worry,
I bumped into Bob.

Yeah, he's out there
looking for it.

Yeah, he thinks he knows-- well,
he thinks he knows where it is.

He should be here
with it any time.

So, um, yeah, any minute.

I don't believe a word of it.

Oh, yeah, very good.

Yeah, yeah, how--
how did you know?

Well, you said you
read the instructions.

That was the giveaway.

You'd never do anything
sensible like that.

Never.

It's a point of
principle with Roger.

EDITH: Desiree, this is Wendy.

Hello.

You smug bugger.

Smug but right.

Oh, yeah?

Um, how is it
that you're here?

She's Queenie's special guest.

Drink up, Wend.

Ignore him.

QUEENIE: Yes, so you behave.

So who cuts your hair?

Vince.

Oh, good job.

Isn't this lovely?

You all get on well
with each other.

A relaxed, happy
family occasion.

BOB: Hello?

Anybody home?

ALL: Oh!

Ooh!

There's a wee bit
of damage, but nothing

that can't be fixed.

What the--

See?

I told you.

I did read the
instructions, all of them.

So there.

Nyah, nyah, nyah!

Phil, don't, please.

This is Queenie's night.

Leave it.

SANDRA: Uh, no, please do not
let Roger have the controls.

Can someone take that off him?

WENDY: Roger.

Roger, you don't understand it.

SANDRA: He's going to break it.

It's an inevitability.

Roger, stop it!

Plea--

See?

I told you so.

I'll be off then.

Oh, no.

Don't be daft.

Grab a chair and
sit yourself down.

Yeah?

Yeah.

There's plenty for everyone.

Bob.

Thank you.

To Queenie and
her lucky ticket.

ALL: Queenie and
her lucky ticket!

I'll drink to that.

Roger, spring roll?

Uh, I had a word
with the estate agents.

I told them to put my
house on the market.

They said with a bit of luck,
it won't take more than about

two months.

Oh, Phil.

Oh, don't get worried.

Look, Roger's in full
possession of the house, right?

That's OK for the time being.

We've gotta get away ASAP.

I mean, you haven't changed
your mind, have you?

SANDRA: Roger, you
don't have to sit--

ROGER: I do, I do.

What kind of dope
do you take me for?

Oh!

[MUSIC - THE HONEYCOMBS,
"HAVE I THE RIGHT?"]

[phil humming along]

THE HONEYCOMBS [ON
RADIO]: [SINGING] Have I

the right to hold you?

[SINGING] You know
I always told you

that we must never, ever part.

[knocking]

What?

Ah.

[honking]

Ah!

Good one!

THEME SONG: Come right
back, I just can't bear it.

I got some love, and
I long to share it.

Come right back, I've
shown my love is strong.

Oh, yeah.

Have I the right to touch you?

Oh, if I could, you'd see how
much you send those shivers

running down my spine, ooh.

Have I the right to thrill you?