All language subtitles for The.Office.Party.1976.720p.BluRay.x264.AAC-[YTS.MX]

(upbeat rock music)

(light clicks)

(man inhales and sighs)

- [Radio Announcer] Well, now,
traffic on the M4

is steadily building up and
long delays are expected.

If you haven't already started,

you better get up and get to it.

Now then, what's the time?
It's 7:31,

and here's a request for
Ray Self of Stratham,

wishing you love and kisses
on your birthday from Norman.

Nice one, Norman.

(upbeat music)

- Oh, Bruce, how many times
do I have to tell you?

Not in the morning, please.

- [Bruce] "Go to work with a smile,"
that's what I always say.

- Go to work like that and
you won't be the only one

with a smile on your face.

- [Bruce] Oh geez,
Mavis, come back to bed,

just for five minutes.

- (sighs) Oh, Bruce.

Sex is supposed to be an expression

of mutual love and desire,

not an alternative for
going to the bathroom.

- Oh, fetch us a tube of
Fosters before you go.

(upbeat music)

- Morning.
- Good Morning.

- One apple, please.

Thank you.
- Thank you.

(upbeat music continues)

(chuckles) Stop it!

- Where's the wife? (chuckles)

Morning.

- It's only 7:30. I put the
clock on half-an-hour early.

- Oh God, yes, I want to be in the office

nice and early today.

- How is my snagglepuss today?

- Please don't call me that,

I don't find that in
the least bit romantic.

Come off it, your hands are cold.

(lips smacking)

- Let's do it in the kitchen.

- No.

- In the coal shed?

- No, I'm terribly sorry,

but I just can't rise to
the occasion on the demand.

- Could 15 years ago
when you were younger.

(man chuckles)

- 15 years ago, I had something
different to inspire me.

Oh, my God, woman.

You've ruined me for life.

Oh.

- [Wife] Sorry, darling. Do you
want some hot milk on them?

- Pardon?

- [Wife] Your cornflakes, would
you like hot milk on them?

- The cornflakes. (chuckles)
Yes, thank you.

(upbeat music)
(pigeons coo)

(driving rock music)

♪ Clear the desk ♪

♪ Close the door ♪

♪ Stop the fire ♪

♪ The problem's yours ♪

♪ I'm putting it mild ♪

♪ We're planning it wild ♪

♪ 'Cause we're gonna party ♪

♪ Yeah, the office party ♪

♪ The office chick ♪

♪ Is stripping down ♪

♪ You know who ♪

♪ On one floor down ♪

♪ Who longs for a rise ♪

♪ Might get a surprise ♪

♪ Tonight at the party ♪

♪ The office party ♪

♪ Discretion ♪

♪ Tonight, forget it ♪

♪ What's up for grabs, take
hold of, fools regret it ♪

♪ Woman's lib ♪

♪ Him gonna pop ♪

♪ Here's the chance ♪

♪ Togetontop ♪

♪ To me it sounds good ♪

♪ We're splitting some wood ♪

♪ Tonight at the party ♪

♪ The office party ♪

♪ It's gonna be good ♪

♪ Like a party should ♪

♪ Tonight at the party ♪

♪ The office party, getiton ♪

♪ The office party ♪

♪ Let's get it on at the office party ♪

♪ Oh, oh at the office party ♪

- Oh, good morning.
- Good Morning.

- Morning.
- Good morning.

- You're nice and early again.

- Just want to start our days off, are we?

- Oh, almost.

Oh, by the way, I should be
needing some new toilet paper.

I won't have time to go and get it.

I've gotta go and see my
sister whose foot's bad again.

I thought perhaps you could send Josie

or that blonde piece
that sits in the lobby.

- Thank you, Ms. O'Flaherty,
thank you for telling me.

Excuse me.

- Ooh, so sorry.

- Oops.
- Oh, I'm so sorry.

- Oh dear.

(seductive music)

Oh, Mavis.

- Oh, Mr. Barnes.

- Mavis, could you call me Tom, just once?

- But we haven't much time.

(seductive music continues)

Ooh, I see who's not had
his oats this morning.

- No, cornflakes, actually.

Every morning she gives me cornflakes.

- Would you like to try
something different this morning?

- Why not? (chuckles)

(Barnes moans)

Whoa, Mavis.

(skin clapping)

- By the way, the sweep has gone again.

That's the second time this month.

It's about time you got
him to give you a new one.

- You could have locked the door.

- Here, where's my big boy got to?

- Whoops.
(Barnes laughs)

- There, that's better.

- Oh, Mavis.

- Oh, I forgot to tell you,
I won't be in on Monday.

I've got an appointment at the hospital,

so I'll come in Sunday instead.

Oh, don't forget the loo rolls.
Ta ta.

- You should have locked the door.

- Ooh.

- Sorry, darling.
- Anytime.

(phone rings)
(Mavis moans)

(Mavis moans)

- Hello?

What? Yes, it has done well.

Pardon?

The film should have arrived
at your cinema last night.

It hasn't?

Yes, I do realize you're

a very valuable client, Mr. London, yes.

Well, I should get in touch with the,

I should get in touch with the
transport people immediately.

I shall go through the whole
matter most thoroughly.

And goodbye to you, Mr. London.

- I wish you'd look
into the problem at hand

and go into that very thoroughly.

- I don't know if I'm coming or going.

- You can say that again.

- Oh, I'm sorry, Ms. Peabody.

(tires screech)

- You silly little fellow.
What do you think you're doing?

I'm trying to turn this way,
you're going that way,

driving the poxy little thing.

- Are you quite finished, mate?

- Yeah.

(biker blows raspberry)

(engine revs)

- Is that the time? Look at that.

Better pop along, Ms. Peabody,
see if anyone has arrived.

- Yes, Mr. Barnes.

I'll open it and bring it in right away.

- Jolly good.

Ms. Peabody?
- Yes, Mr. Barnes?

- A new temp is starting today

so you can hand all that stuff
I gave you to do last night.

- Oh, certainly, Mr. Barnes.

- Ms. Peabody?

- Yes, Mr. Barnes?

- Thank you.

- It was almost a pleasure, Mr. Barnes.

(melancholic music)

Oh, Jacqueline, I'll take those.

- I thought for a moment I was late.

I always try and get in
before 9 to open the mail.

You always seem to beat
me to it these days.

- Yes, well, I like to start early.

I find I can absorb so much more

at this time of the morning.

- Oh.

- Hi, Sal.
- Hello, Bryan.

- How you doing?
- Fine.

- Morning, morning

- Morning, Mr. Palmer.
- Morning, Mr. Palmer.

- Hello, mates and darlings.

Frightful journey this morning.

The Underground was so squashed!

It was almost enjoyable.

And how's Mr. Palmer this morning?

- Fine, thank you, young man.

I do hope you're not bringing
that dog to work with you.

- What dog?

(funky music)

(phone rings)

- Good morning, S-X Films.

Hello, darling.

I didn't expect to hear from you so soon.

Well, after last night, I'd
have thought you'd had enough.

You what?

(moans) Honestly, you're
an absolute sex maniac. Mmm.

Okay, then.

Where should we meet?

Mmhmm. (kisses)

- What a super idea, Hart.

Oh, I'd love to, yes.

Look, I tell you what, I'm up to my eyes

in it at the moment.
Look, can I ring you back?

Good, thank you. Bye, see you.

Oh, yes, that's the one I'm looking for.

Thank you, sweetie.

Do you know what all that was about?

Some silly bugger ringing
up and asking me to go out

with him tomorrow night to
see some awful sex movie

called "The Erotic Milkman."

I ask you, what does he think I am?

- I wish someone would ask
me out to see a sex movie.

At least I'd know what they were after.

- I know what he's after,
but he's not getting it.

Send those off, will you, love?

- The way I feel, I'd give it away

to the first one that asked me.

Oh, thanks, Jose.

Oh, no sugar, thanks, I'm dieting.

- Thank you, Jose.

Oh, Jose, Jose.

Miss Peabody, Miss Peabody,

she has asked me to ask you

to get some loo paper this morning.

I think you better make
it a half dozen rolls.

- Please?
- Loo paper.

Loo paper-- well,
what do you call it?

I mean, loo, loo paper.

- Ah, si.

(typewriter clacks)

- Good morning, I'm Samantha
Worthington, ACE Agency,

your temp for the day.

Hold on a moment.

Miss Peabody, I have a young
lady here who says she's from--

- Where please I get loo rolls?

- Lou who?

- The paper for the (speaks Spanish).

- Can never understand him.

- You want a chemist, do you understand?

La pharmacia.

- Ah, si.
- Pharmacia.

- Thank you, I'll tell her.

Miss Peabody will be out in a moment.

Jose, what are you on about?

- He has to buy some toilet paper.

Where's the nearest chemist?

- Out of the front door,

turn right, about 50 yards
up the road, Johnson's. Okay?

If not, there's a
supermarket in Brewer Street.

You know where that is?

- Si.

- Ah, Miss, uh...
- Worthington.

Samantha Worthington.
Everybody calls me Sam.

- Yes, Miss Worthington, I'm Miss Peabody.

Come this way, please.

- Oh, Bryan, really, I
might have known it was you.

That's not exactly the way
to a girl's heart, you know.

- Wasn't your heart I was looking for.

- Bryan, listen, you're
on the wrong track.

We went through all this a long time ago.

Whatever it is you're looking for,

it's not me and I haven't got it.

And even if I have, you're
not going to get it.

- I wish you weren't leaving, Sal.

- Well, I am, baby love, and that's that.

- I mean, I wish you weren't
leaving to get married.

- This is sudden. What's
all the concern about?

- Well, this photographer
fella you're marrying.

What's he got that I haven't got?

- Oh, so that's it.

Oh, Bryan, really?

Tim and I have been going
together for a long time.

You must have known
that, everybody knew it.

- Yeah, but if I'd known
you were that serious,

I would've done something about it.

- Oh, cut it out, Bryan.

You and I have never had
anything going since that--

- Since the office party last Christmas.

Sal, it was going all
right then, wasn't it?

- We both had a lot to drink.

- We had a lot of other things, as well,

didn't we, remember?

- I'd rather not.

- Oh, Sal, I'm serious.

That time was one of the greatest things

that happened to me in my life.

Mm, I haven't stopped
thinking about you since.

- Bryan, what do you think you are doing?

I'm supposed to be getting
married tomorrow, remember?

- Well, I've still got time, haven't 1?

- Time for what?

- Oh.

- Bryan, what are you doing?

- You know what I'm doing, Sal.

I want you, Sally, I've always wanted you.

Is it too late?

I mean, you're not getting
married 'til tomorrow.

- Oh, Bryan, you are terrible.

I dunno what Tim would say
if he could see us now.

- I do.

"Lucky bugger."

(Judy chews)
(phone rings)

- I never knew that.

- What little gem of knowledge
has passed you by now, Judy?

- I never knew Paul Newman was
married to Joanne Woodward.

- Oh, dear, what a terrible
gap in your education.

- Oh, he's lovely, isn't he?

Though I suppose you couldn't
expect someone like him

to be single, could you?

- Ah ah, hope eternal, my darling.

Cling on to your fantasies,

‘cause you never know,

someday someone will turn up for you.

- Do you really think so?

- Well, of course I do.

- In fact, if I wasn't already spoken for,

I'd take you out tonight to prove it.

- Oh, Fran, you are a one.

I didn't really think you like girls.

(phone rings)

- Hello, hello, hello, it's me again.

Right, take two, camera
left, Peter begins.

Tall, dark, handsome.

He surveys the scene,
acknowledges the familiar faces.

Ah, he spots an unfamiliar
face and figure.

He crosses over to her.

He stands there, admiring
her aristocratic face,

her fine bone structure,
the wide forehead,

the deep-set eyes, the most
beautifully rounded shoulders

that dip down into the most lovely--

- Enough, Lothario, I've
played that scene before.

- Dost hear that, friends?

Is my overture interrupted?

- Stymied, kaput, dead.

Who are you?

- Well...

(Southern accent) My name's Lee, ma'am.

Last name, Robert E.
Lee, just plain Peter,

but you can call me Pete.

And may I have the honor
of knowing the lady

to whom I'm addressing myself?

- Name's Worthington,

S-A-M-A-N-T-H-A.
Just call me Sam.

- Oh, don't mention that name.

I once had a marvelous affair
with someone called Sam.

- Guess what?
- You quit again.

- Don't be so disgusting.

You haven't met Sam.

This is Sally. She's leaving
today to get married.

- Congratulations.

- Thanks.

- Meanwhile, back at the ranch,

what are we supposed to guess at?

- You know, to give Sally
a bit of a send-off.

- Hey, listen, I've got to go.

I'm supposed to be doing
some typing for Mr. Palmer.

- Who's just got five
pounds from Mr. Barnes?

That makes 11 pounds, 50.

If we can just raise
another two pounds, 50,

we can get those lovely sheets
we saw Judy

at the other lunch time.

- Oh, I know the ones.

They were really nice.

- Go and ask old Scrooge for it.

- Oh, I couldn't.

- Jackie, my little blonde bombshell,

all we're asking you to do
is do us all a little favor.

Go in there and chat up
that shriveled old skinflint

and make him cough up with the goods.

Make love to him, if necessary.

- What, for two pounds, bloody 507?

- Well, charge more if it
offends your dignity

to sell it so cheaply.

And if you get it, you
can keep the change.

Jackie, Francis didn't really mean that.

- Francis did really mean that.

- Okay, I'll go and talk to him, but--

- Now come on now, come on.

Hunch your shoulders,
push your boobs together,

stick your button out, pouch your lips.

Oh, he'll have his cash
box open in no time at all.

(Jackie groans)

(Jackie knocks)

- Well, we can see where
all the work gets done here.

It certainly isn't in this room.

- [Judy] We were only talking about

Sally's wedding present and the party.

- Party? What party?

- These are the sheets. See
where they're so much nicer?

I'm sure you would rather sleep in them

than the ones we first
thought of getting her

and they're not that much more.

We thought, well, as it's
a very special occasion,

after all, she is getting married.

- How much?

- Well, we've already
raised 11 pounds, 50.

Between us, that is,
and we thought that...

- How much?

- Two pounds, 50.

- Young lady, do you know
what I could purchase

for two pound, 507?

- No, what?

- I could buy 2,500 paperclips,

a quire of paper,

about eight rolls of Sellotape,

several calls to Paris,

about 4,000 envelopes, say...

- Mr. Palmer, you're always
so kind and understanding.

She is getting married,
after all, lucky girl.

(sensual guitar music)

Just think what it will
mean on her wedding night.

A man comes into the bedroom,

sees those lovely sheets
spread out on the bed,

her lovely body waiting.

Wouldn't you like to
have lovely sheets there

when you came to bed?

After all, if I had a man,

I'd want him to come into a bedroom

that was all sexy, inviting,

just right for the world,

you know, for the romantic love situation.

- Look here...

- Jackie.

Everyone calls me Jackie.

- Jacqueline, Jackie,

if everyone of the company came to me

to ask me for money every time
someone was leaving, I...

- She is leaving to
get married, after all.

- Even to get married.

- Oh, but Mr. Palmer, you've
been married, haven't you?

You know what it's like to be in love,

to want someone very much.

- My love, I can't make exceptions.

- Oh, don't disappoint
her now, Mr. Palmer.

I'd do anything for you.

If only you'd help us out.

- No, Jackie, I mean,

after all, two pounds, 50
is two pounds, 50, and I...

Anything?

- Not now, later. I promise later.

- I want you... if we,
could I have a little now?

- Mr. Palmer, I promise later.

It will be the more memorable
investment you've ever made.

(coins jingle)

- I've got it.

I've got it.
- Oh, you clever little thing.

I knew you could do it, you see?

I knew you could do it.

Here, love, come on.

Did you pay dearly for it?

- Not yet, I haven't. But
listen, I need your help.

I've got a fabulous idea.

- What's that?

(group whispers)

(group laughs)

- I like that, yes.

Here, that means we've got,

we've got the bride-to-be,
the money for the booze,

the wedding present...
All we need now is the party.

Geronimo!

(upbeat music)

- Oh, Jackie, you're a lovely
little mover, you really are.

Keep on, get it going, girl.

(phone rings)

Oh, hello!

Oh, come on, love, we've only had it

going on a couple of seconds.

It's just a little party.

No, look, no, instead of arguing about it,

why don't you all come down and join us?

Yeah.

Oh, bring a bottle. Each.
That's right.

- Oh, what a lovely fourth.

- We're about to start
the party. Are you coming?

- Am I coming? Oh, yes.

- Oh, we've invited the
people from upstairs.

They wouldn't have been able to work

with all that noise going on, would they?

- Quite right, Sally, yes.

I'll be along in just a moment.

- Okay.

- Oh, sweet little thing.

(upbeat music continues)

- Just a little bit for you,
Judy, just a little bit.

Don't drink too much, there you are.

(Francis sings)

All right then, sweet.
How nice of you to come.

Did you know the bring the--

Oh, you brought him, he goes here.

Yeah, thank you, just put it down there.

There's a drink for you.
- Cheers.

- Would you like a drink now?

Oh, you got one.

(upbeat music continues)

(group mutters and laughs)

- Where did you come from, miss?

- Gloucester.
- Oh, I know.

There was a young lady from Gloucester.

- Yes, only this one isn't
quite such a pushover.

- Oh, I like a challenge,

especially when she looks like you.

- Where do you hang out around here?

- Bellsigh's Park.
- That sounds nice.

Sam, will you marry me?

- No, I don't think so.
- Ah, there's our future bride.

- Go to the altar a virgin.

- Don't be so personal.

Don't mind Pete, his point's
sharper than it looks.

- He's just old-fashioned.

- No, darling, he's just about seven years

out of date, that's all.

- Ah, good old Sal, at least she's honest.

I suppose there was a time
when I could have made it

with Sal, but...
Oh, well, that's life.

I've reserved meself for you instead.

- Sally, on behalf of--
- Not now, Judy, not now.

A little bit later, love, you know,

when the party gets going a bit.

Anyway, Mr. Barnes isn't here yet

and he did give a fiver, didn't he?

Off you go now, go on.

- What was all that about?

- Sam, you sure you won't marry me?

- Quite sure, thanks.

- Oh, well, at least we can just

sleep together then, can't we?

- Listen, what was all that about?

- I think he's a sex maniac.

- I could have told you that.

- Hey, come on,
everybody, drink up.

(group mutters)

Right, cheers.
- Cheers.

- Samantha, may I have the
pleasure of this dance?

- That's better, first
things first. Certainly.

- See? It's my enormous attraction.

- He's such a big head, innit he?

- Big something.

- You seem to know a lot about him.

- Oh, I have a feeling for such things.

(upbeat rock music)

- Ah, Mavis, darling, now
come on, what's your poison?

Nah-ah-ah-ah! Don't tell me.

Now, if my memory serves me correctly,

harking back to last
Christmas, it's gin, isn't it?

- I do wish you wouldn't call me that.

- What, Mavis?

- Yes.
- It's a nice name.

There, now, come on.

There you are, darling.
Enjoy yourself.

- Oh, well, everyone else seems to have

abandoned work for the day.

Why should I bother?

- That's the spirit of
the thing. Now, cheers!

- Cheers.

- Mm, ooh.

- That's my girl.

- I do wish you wouldn't call
me that. I'm not your girl.

I'm Mr. Barnes's secretary.

I don't approve all this
familiarity and first-name terms

about the office. It's bad for discipline.

- Ah, you see, that's where we differ.

You see my mother was an
actress and she called ev--

I love my mother, you know.
She called everybody "darling."

They do it in show business.
That's why I adore them.

- Well, I don't approve.

- Oh, come on, darling, let your hair down.

I mean, Sally's leaving the
office today to get married.

We should all be happy for her.

Besides, to me you are not Miss Peabody,

you're Mavis, 'cause
underneath that cool exterior

there is a very special
person, someone rather nice.

- Oh, do you really think so?

- Yes, I do. Now...

Will you have this dance with me?

- Oh, well, I'm not really sure.

- Well, I'm not sure either,
but at least we can try.

Can't we? Come on.

Ooh, that's fun.

Do you think you could
dance the fella's part?

No.

- Ooh.

- You know you're a nice girl, Sam.

- Am I?

- There's only one thing
I've got against you.

- Yes, I know, I can feel it.

- No, seriously.

- I thought you were being serious.

- Yeah, well, a moment ago

you were very deflating to the male ego.

- Was 1?

You don't appear to be deflated now.

- Would you like to find out

a bit more about it for yourself?

- Later, perhaps. Right now,
I feel like dancing.

I'm getting the feel of things.

(upbeat rock music continues)

- Oh, no, please don't stop.

Come on, everybody, carry on, don't stop.

- Mr. Barnes, I hope you
don't mind me being here.

- Not at all, Miss Peabody, just carry on.

Hello.

Well, where's our future bride got to?

- She must have slipped out.

Oh, Mr. Barnes, we got her a lovely pair,

would you like to see them?

- A lovely pair?

- The bedsheets, and it's so romantic.

Shall I unwrap them for you?

- Well, not just now, dear girl...

It's Judith, isn't it?

- That's right.
- Cheers.

- Can I get you drink or something?

- What a splendid idea.

Thank you, Judith.

- How would you like, sir?
- Carte blanche. A scotch, please,

just a splash of water.

Well, I wonder where
the bride's got to, then.

- Hello.

Oh, Jose, what on Earth
have you got there?

- Pictures.

- Oh, are you going to
show something then?

- Have here very special films.

Pervoso, very good.

- Pervoso?

- Si, mucho pervoso.

Very good for girl getting married.

- Jose, I think you're a
bit of a dirty old man.

- Gracias, si, mucho.

- Hey, listen, let me give you a hand.

- Si.

(Jose speaks in Spanish)

- We'll get it in a minute.

- [Jackie] Mr. Palmer!

- I don't want to go to the party.

I hate parties.

I want to be alone here with
you. After all, you promised.

- I know and I will.

But later. You have to
put in your appearance.

After all, Sally's leaving
today to get married.

- No, I can see her later before she goes.

Look, there's no one around.

No one will disturb us here.

- Mr. Palmer, I've told you later.

Besides, what would Mr. Barnes
say if you didn't show up?

He'd wonder what you'd been up to.

(upbeat music)

- Hello.

Come on.

- What's all this then, eh?

- Well, Jose's putting
on a porny pic show.

He says it'll put a bride-to-be
in the right frame of mind.

- Right.

- Listen, I've been faithful
for nearly a month now.

I'm certainly not gonna be
unfaithful at this stage.

(upbeat music continues)

- Listen, big boy, this
is neither the time

nor the place.

- Well, I think the time's right,

but I know a much better place.

(upbeat music continues)

- Hello, Mr. Barnes.

- Well, I wondered where the
little bride had gone to.

Congratulations, young lady,
when is the happy event?

- Oh, it's not like
that at all, Mr. Barnes.

- Do you mean you're not getting married?

- Oh, yes, tomorrow.

- Ah splendid! Yes, well, yes.

Who is the lucky chap?
Is it anyone we know?

Oh, Bryan, yes.

Oh, yes, thank you, Judith.
Would you just...? Yes, thank you.

Well, yes.

Quiet everybody.
Sally, if you could just

tear yourself away for a moment.

Thank you, yes.

We of the office have
actually got it together

to get you a little
present for your bottom--

uh, to stock up your little
house, yes, thank you.

- Oh, Mr. Barnes! I don't
know what to say.

- Oh, you're all overcome.

- Hope they match the bedroom, Sally.

- Oh, they're lovely!
Thank you all so much.

- Oh, no, no, no.

- Now, come on, everybody,
let's drink up,

dance, and be merry.

- Oh, Francis, you are the one.

- Mr. Barnes, I hope you
don't mind my asking,

but would you like to dance?

- Not at all, Miss Peabody, I'd love to.

- Would you mind?

- Shall we try this one?

- Hey, where can we do it?

- There, behind the camera.

(smooth music)
(party-goers mutter)

(crowd cheers)

- Oh, look at that! Come on.

(crowd chattering)

- Get 'em off! Get 'em
off, I want to see you.

We all want to see you.

(group laughs)

- I'll see you in the morning
in the office, Mr. Barnes.

(group cheers)

- Careful, he's having a coronary.

- Ooh, Butch, don't look.

No, it's nasty, ew! Get your hands off.

(smooth music continues)
(group mutters)

- Yay, Jackie!

- Oops, I'm terribly sorry, Francis.

Sit down right here.

Whoops! Oh, yes, hello.
Hello, Jose.

Oh, yes.

I say, that's a bit strong, isn't it?

- Do people really do things like that?

- Well, obviously they do, I...
Take a note of that one,

will you, Miss Peabody?
(chuckles)

- Jose, you're very naughty.

- Si, but it's so fun, no?

(Jose speaks in Spanish)

- Well, I don't know about that.

But I don't really think you should be

showing films like that.

I mean, how could people make...?

How can actors act in them?

- For actress, this is very easy.

For actors, it's not so easy.

- I wish...

I wish they'd show some
more boys together.

- Sorry, this I don't have.

- It's mucho malo.

- Please, would you mind, Miss Peabody,

you remember that work
I said was building up

and I told you to come early
to do it tomorrow morning?

- Yes, Mr. Barnes.
- Yes, well, it's become

a little bit urgent.

I wonder if you possibly could
stay behind tonight and talk.

- Oh, certainly, Mr. Barnes.

I was thinking myself
perhaps that we oughtn't

to let it wait that long.

- No, you're very obliging, Miss Peabody.

- Anything I can do to help, Mr. Barnes.

(peaceful music)

- How about somewhere private?

- Listen, we're not doing any of that.

- I only wanna kiss you.

- All right, only kissing.

(jaunty country music)

- Keep old Palmer quiet for a bit.

(Sally moans)

- Oh, Bryan, you said only kissing.

- Come on, it's my last chance, innit?

- Okay, but no further.

(Sally sighs and moans)

(singer vocalizes)

- Can I take a little bite?

Shit.

- You promised, Jackie, remember?

- I know and I haven't
forgotten, you lot, no.

- You come to my office, I
show you my 17 column analysis.

Enjoy my private ledger,
if you'd like.

(jaunty music continues)

- Oh, you know what that does to me.

- Yep.

- Very educational.
Didn't you, Mr. Barnes?

- Yes, I can see you did.

(seductive music)

(Sally moans and pants)

- Hi, everybody.

What happened to the party?

- You're not still
watching that dirty movie.

- Ah, come on, let's dance.

- Oh, I feel terrible.

- Why, am I hurting you?

- No, you feel wonderful!

It's Tim I feel terrible about.

- Why? He's not watching.

He'll never know.

- I feel like I'm being unfaithful.

- I don't know about that.
Enjoying a bit of freedom

while you can.

Besides, hey, lean back a bit.

- What's the matter?

- I just might convince you
not to marry him at all.

- Now listen, don't you go
thinking any false ideas.

I'm gonna marry Tim.

But that doesn't mean
to say I don't like sex

with anyone else, thanks.

- Anyone else?
- You know what I mean.

- [Barnes] Hey, you have enormous capacity

for absorbing extra...

You know what I mean?

This has been a fantastic experience.

I feel 20 years younger.

(Mavis yawns)

Am I keeping you up?

- Oh, Mr. Barnes, you can keep this up

for as long as you like.

- Oh, Mavis.

(upbeat music)

- Mr. Palmer.

- You really are a super girl,
Sam, do you know that?

Why only here today?

We could do with a girl
like you around the place.

- I'll bet you could.

Listen, I'm only a temp, you know.

Here today, gone tomorrow.

- Ah, what a shame, such talent.

You really know how to boost
a man's ego, do you know that?

- That wasn't what you were saying

the last time we were dancing.

- Please!

- Sorry.

- Yeah, but that's
before I got to know you.

I mean, you are warm, tender, alive.

You make me feel a real
big shot, do you know that?

- That's nice, and I'll
tell you something.

You are a big shot, right on
target, a bullseye every time.

- Well, Miss Peabody, I
suppose I better go and join

the party or they'll
wonder where I've got to.

- Yes, perhaps you're right.

It will allay suspicion if we both do.

We don't want any tongues wagging, do we?

Well, not from them, anyway.

- Oh, Mavis, why don't
we run away together, eh?

Come on, leave all this.

We start up a new world.

We could achieve so much together.

- But we already have, Mr. Barnes.

Besides, where would the
office be without us?

- Of course, you're absolutely right.

Miss Peabody, always
practicable, so accommodating.

I wonder what I'd do without you.

- So dol.

- Can I expect you in
early on Monday morning?

- You can ring that upon it, Mr. Barnes.

I should be ready for you.

But I expect you to be in early, too.

- All right, look, you
may have had a head start

on me this morning, but
let's have a big surprise

waiting for you on Monday.

- Mr. Barnes, you have such a
lovely way of putting things.

(smooth music)

- Oh, Bryan, love, what
are you doing to me?

- It's your wedding present.

- Oh, darling, it's the best
present a girl ever had.

How can I thank you enough?

- Well, you can do the
same for me in a minute.

- We made a bargain.

I think you're trying to cheat on me.

- Oh, no, Mr. Palmer, I
wouldn't do a thing like that.

- Party's breaking up.
What are we waiting for?

Practically everybody's disappeared.

- I'll tell you what we'll do.

- Oh, that's my girl, Jackie.

Where do you want me to go?

- It's now, it's now.

- Do you fancy being
unfaithful just one more time?

- Darling, I think we've had enough.

- Oh, come on, just once
more before the nuptial bed.

- Listen, Casanova, you've given me enough

in the past half hour to
last me for six months.

- Well, if ever you need a
booster, you know who to call up.

- [Coworker] Sally, are you in there?

- Yes, what is it?

- [Coworker] Jackie needs our help.

The big rape scene is about to take place.

- Oh, okay, I'll be out in a sec.

(door knocks)

- That you, Jackie?

- [Jackie] It's me, Mr. Palmer.

- All right, honey, come in now.

I'm all ready for you.

- [Group] Surprise!

(group mutters)

(melancholic music)

(group mutters)

- Come on, let's have some music.

- Well, whose bright idea was that, anyway?

- Come on, then.
- He'll get over it.

- I don't feel like dancing.

(group mutters)

- Come on, let's get the
place cleaned up a bit, then.

(group mutters)

Bryan, give us a hand
with Francis, will ya?

- Yes, well, I'll see you
Monday, Miss Peabody.

- Yes, Mr. Barnes.
- And, uh...

Have a nice weekend.

(group mutters)

- Okay, come on.
- Got him.

Can you manage?

- Come on, you can make it, that's it.

Taxi!

Okay, guv'nor.

(door closes)

- Well, not quite the
kind of day you expected,

I imagine, when you arrived this morning.

- What are you doing here?

I thought everyone had gone out.

- Yeah, I think they have.

- Oh, come on, cheer up, love.

It wasn't your fault, was it?

Hey, I tell you what, how
about a private party?

- Well.
- Ah, come on, why not?

Everyone's gone home,
music, plenty of booze.

We can carry on undisturbed
"til Monday morning.

- Oh, I shouldn't really.

Oh, Peter.

- Well, it is nine o'clock
on Friday evening.

I had a bleak weekend looming up for me,

no spare cash in me pocket.
Can't be bad, can it?

♪ Clear the desk ♪

♪ Close the doors ♪

♪ Stuff the files ♪

♪ The problem's yours ♪

♪ Who did it mild ♪

♪ We're planning it wild ♪

♪ 'Cause we've got a party,
the office party ♪

♪ Discretion tonight ♪

♪ You're forgetting ♪

♪ What's up for grabs ♪

♪ Take hold on all through and credit ♪

♪ Cause we've got a party ♪

♪ Yeah, we got a party ♪

♪ Oh, we got a party

♪ The office party ♪