All language subtitles for Bridget And Eamon s01e03 The Lottery.eng

(upbeat music)

(moaning)

- Is this really your first time?

'Cause you really know what you're doing.

Go again Bridget, go on!

Go, go, go!

(shouting)

- I'm going, I'm going!

I'm going, I'm done!

(panting)

I'm done in.

- Bridget!

I knew ye were having
aerobics in this house.

And with the kids here.

You disgust me.

Oh Concepta.

What would Seanie think?

And you, your steps just outside.

You lazy bitch.

- Shut up Eamon.

Shut up Concepta.

I'm nearly there.

Go!

Go!

Go!

Go!

Go!

Go!

Go!

("Too Shy" by Kajagoogoo)

(sultry music)

Eamon.

Eamon.

Eamon!

(Eamon shouting)

(loud smack)

- Get out or I'll call the guards

and they'll be here in three hours.

Bridget! Bridget!

- Eamon, Eamon, it's me, Bridget.

Look!

- Can a man not fantasize about
other women in his own bed

without his wife ruining it on him?

What's wrong with you?

You look like you've had a stroke.

- Eamon, how can I
maintain my youthful looks

with six to eight kids hanging out of me.

Having to do things like feed them

and watch them on occasion.

I can't get the choppy changey,
you say it's too expensive.

- They've added threepence
onto the pint, Bridget.

It's 99 pence a pint now.

- Go 'way.

- Frank says up in Dublin
it's one pound 10 a pint.

- I never want to go there.

- It'll never go above that.

- I'm never going there.
- Not down here.

We're never going there.
- Never.

- We're never going there.

(sizzling)

I'm not buying you
another communion outfit.

Where do you think
you're living, Southfork?

You can wear your sister's.

Timmy, Timmy!

- I don't think we have a Timmy.

- Well he knew you.

- Did you get Fierce Handy Frank to have

a look at that hole in the ceiling?

I told you to.

- Fierce Handy Frank?

Why would I get Fierce
Handy Frank to do something

that I can do myself and save

myself six pounds in the process?

(loud crashing)

There's a waste of good sellotape.

- Jesus, what did I tell you about

playing in that hole in that ceiling?

It's dangerous!

Now go out and play in the road.

Me nerves.

- If that tramp Fidelma
is in it this week,

I'm writing to the Taoiseach's office.

- Oh, I love Dick.

- We interrupt the current program

for this urgent news bulletin.

Next Saturday we'll see the first

ever National Lottery draw.

Tickets for the guaranteed
250,000 pound jackpot

are now available from post
offices and shops nationwide.

- [Announcer] Now we return
to our scheduled programming.

- Eamon, can you imagine the communions

that we'd get for Timmy with that money?

We could take the kids
to Mosney or we could

leave 'em at home and go off
somewhere real cosmopolitan

by ourself, like Naas and
drink West Coast Coolers.

(gasps)

The things we could do
with that money, Eamon.

For the family.

(upbeat music)

Eamon.

Eamon.

Eamon, are you listening to me?

- I never listen to you Bridget.

Can a man not fantasize
about giving scantily

glad women money in his own house?

Now shut up.

(upbeat music)

No, it's gone.

It's gone and I gave one of them a 20.

- Naas.

(dog barking)

Did we decide on the synidikitty?

- Syndicate, Bridget.

- That's what I said, synidikitty.

Oh, there's so many numbers.

How do we pick them?

- How about one, two,
three, four, five and six?

(men laughing)

The RTE Guide said that
statistically that's

as likely to come up as
any other combination.

(men laugh)

- Professor!

- You're as stupider as my cousin who sold

his house and moved into an apartment.

- But seriously, we do have to pick

numbers that are like, easy to remember.

You know like, the kids birthday's Eamon.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Um ...

Bridget?

- Oh, we'll start with the youngest.

He was, no, she, she.

- Do you not remember the birthdays

of your own children, Bridget?

- How dare you.

I just thought we'd pick numbers
that are lucky, you know?

Or important to remember.

- The feast days of Our Lady.

- [All] Yes!

- The Annunciation, 25th of March, 25.

- Our Lady of Loreto, December 10th.

- Our Lady of Guadalupe, December 12th.

- Very impressive Noreen.

- Visitation, May 31st.

Our Lady of Perpetual Help, June 27.

- We need one more.

- [Man] Eamon.

- The Ascension of Our Lady into space

with the novenas, October 5th, five.

- Into space?

I'm not familiar with that one.

- Write down five, October 5th, five.

- Okay.

- Now Bridget, there's the money.

Go into town tomorrow and get the ticket.

- Oh I will, I'll do that.

I'll go straight there tomorrow.

You can count on me.

I'll go in and buy the winning ticket!

(laughing)

- Fair play Bridget, fair play.

(upbeat music)

Eamon, Eamon, Eamon.

Eamon, I'm off out, Eamon!

(loud smack)

- Stick on the emersion for me, will you.

(Bridget gasps)

(phone rings)

- Hello, three two five
seven double eight.

Oh, hello Betty.

No, I won't make my
appointment this morning.

What?

Marco from the Naas Fashion Week

who won the award for the best do?

But I've been waiting six months

to get the choppy changey with him.

He can't be available today.

How much are we talking?

Jesus Christ, I don't have the money.

Sure this is it.

Oh this is it.

This is it.

This is it.

Betty, I'll think about it.

- [Eamon] Bridget, you can get the ticket.

- [Man] Marco wins the
show Naas Fashion Week.

- [Man] We'll definitely
win with those numbers.

- [Man] Choppy changey.

- [Woman] 250,000 pounds jackpot.

We'll all be millionaires.

- [Man] Magic fingers, that's
what they call 'em, Bridget.

- [Woman] Are you sure you're alright with

all that syndikitty money Bridget?

- [Woman] Would you have the loan of a

slice of ham 'til next Tuesday?

- [Eamon] Have you looked
in the mirror Bridget?

Video nasty more like it.

Choke Bridget, choke!

- I am choking!

- [Eamon] Choke!

- I'll choke you in a minute!

- Mmm, Bridget.

You did, oh my God.

Come here, look at the new do.

God you know, from the
front it's all business

but from behind, I could be
sipping West Coast Coolers in--

- Naas?
- Yes!

Naas!

Oh, you know what?

You make Krystle Carrington
look like a cheap whore.

- Oh thanks Father.

- Good evening and welcome

to the National Lottery's Lotto draw.

And start the selection.

Our very first number is 12, number 12.

Our second number is 10, number 10.

Here's the third number now.

Number 25 is our third number.

Now maybe you can match four with

our 4th number which is 31, 31.

Perhaps your fifth number is number 27.

That is our fifth number, number 27.

- Come on, the ascension of Our Lady

into space with the novenas.

Come on, the ascension of Our Lady

into space with the novenas!

- [Announcer] Our final number
tonight for that big jackpot.

Number five.

♫ Take me and break me and
close all your windows and doors

♫ Shut me off, cut me off

♫ Make me an island, I'm yours

♫ Take me away from the world

♫ Take me away from the girls

♫ Take me and break me and
make me an island, I'm yours

- Shite.

(upbeat music)

- What do you think of that beauty?

- Take it back.

That is a death trap!

- Bridget, there are
seat belts in the back.

- I don't care, I want our old car back.

- Our old car?

Bridget, it took three of
the kids to push start it.

The radio only came on in third gear.

- But it had sentimental value.

- Sentimental?

Bridget, you lost your left
foot because of that car.

- I don't care, it was classy.

- Classy?

You couldn't go left in it.

You had to do a full 360 if you

wanted to go the opposite direction.

- I just want our old car back, okay?

And you have to go and
get the money as well.

Oh, I know we're loaded and it's great.

We're so loaded.

But it's very important
you get the money back.

- Bridget, today was the
happiest day of my life.

I'm not bringing this car back.

- What about the day our
first child was born, Eamon?

Bridget, he didn't come
out with anti-lock brakes,

front and rear heaters and a tape player.

This has Dolby.

That young fella's thick.

- I'm pregnant!

- Sure, we'll send them
all off to boarding school.

We've the money now anyway.

- I'm dying.

- Sure, we'll have a lovely
funeral for you in a hotel.

We can even get you a headstone.

- Oh, I can't lie to you, Eamon.

I didn't get the lotto ticket.

We've no money.

(somber music)

Eamon, get up.

- I can't bring it back.

- [Bridget] Stop it, Eamon.

- I can't bring it back.

- It's okay, he's just having a stroke.

- [Eamon] I can't bring it back.

- Stop that.

- I can't bring it back.

- Shut up, Eamon.

(Eamon sobbing)

- Myself and Willie are
going to Rome next week.

We wanted to go to Paris but all the

first class flights were sold out.

- I wouldn't fly, you'll die.

None of you should fly anywhere.

It's very dangerous.

- Myself and Frank are after getting

a lovely seven bed
holiday home in Wexford.

- Oh.

- Get your money back.

All get your money back.

Wexford, sure it's full of perverts

just trying to sell you strawberries.

- I'm originally from Wexford, Bridget.

- Exactly and I heard that the government,

they're going to tax
you on a holiday home.

- Tax, oh you're a hoot Bridget.

Sure, who around here pays tax?

I mean, tax is for civil
servants and Protestants.

No, we actually got a holiday
home in the South of France.

- France, oh Jesus.

(chuckles nervously)

Better return it.

Eamon!

Eamon!

Eamon!

Here he is now.

Oh Eamon, we're having great craic.

We're just sayin',

Dolores was just saying that she

bought a holiday home in France.

- Oh f ...

Fantastic.

Get your money back.

- Do.
- Get your money back.

- Why would I do that?

- Oh--
- The plague.

The plague has broken out there again.

Yeah, yeah, it's like the
Black Death all over again.

- Now surely the plague,

there'd be something on
the telly or something, no?

We all would've seen it.

(clears throat)

- The news crew died in France.

- Dead.

- France is full of French people.

Full of French people.

- I heard that.

Do you know what we should do?

Do you know what'd be great fun?

We were talking about this.

We should give all the money
back and stop spending.

That's what we should do.

- Great idea, it's a great idea.

- You know, Eamon, we were saying this,

thinking is so much more
fun than actually doing.

Isn't it?

Oh thinking is--

- Oh, it's great.
- It's the business.

- Oh, it's the business.

I was just thinking to myself last night

that Eamon was dead and I was married

to Marty Whelan and we lived in Naas.

And what I did was, I went up to my room,

closed the door and I had a good

old think for myself for hours.

It was great.

- I had a big think there
for myself there last week.

I thought that I was having an

affair with Bridget's good-looking niece.

And that's a bad example but
essentially it's a great idea.

- Jesus Christ Concepta, they're huge.

- I got them done.

- How are the kids?

- We went to America
when we got the money,

to see my sisters.

Then when we were over
there, I got them done.

I was never happy with my breasts.

- How small were they, Concepta?

- 34 D.

Now they're a 38 GG.

- 38 double G.

Sounds like a fighter jet.

- I know and sure Seanie is like one.

He's at home with a cramp.

He can't keep his hands off me.

This lotto is the best thing
that's ever happened to us.

- Can you give 'em back?
- What?

No Bridget, sure they're implanted.

- Surely there's some way you could

make some money out of them?

- Oh, I doubt that Bridget.

Nobody's going to pay
money to look at big tits.

- Kid has a few pounds
in his box upstairs.

I can go get it for you if you want.

- But sure why would I
want to give them back?

We're loaded now.

- Oh, I forgot to tell ye.

We got rid of my mother's old wheelchair

and we're getting her a new electronic

one from Germany.

Isn't that right Mammy?

- That's right, when is it coming?

- I told you Mammy.

When the cheque clears.

- What did you do with the old one?

- Oh we just took it apart,

smashed it to bits and
threw it in the lake.

But sure we're all rich
now, aren't we Bridget?

- Eamon.

Eamon!

- I'm sorting something out, Bridget.

- Forgive me Father,

it's been three days
since my last confession.

- Go ahead, my child.

- I've had filthy thoughts
about Marty Whelan.

- Oh, could you be more specific?

- Well, he helps me with my
tire on the side of the road

and then he gives me a
lift to the nearest town

and then we check into this

local B&B and then we kiss, a lot.

- Go on.
- That's it.

- Well, make something up.

What's he wearing?

- What?

- Nothing, anything else?

- I told a massive lie.

- Go on.
- That's it.

Just forgive me for the massive lie.

- No Bridget, my child.

You have to tell me.

It could be selling nuclear
codes the the Russians

or spreading vicious
rumors about Johnny Logan.

Every lie is different.

- Oh it's far worse, Father.

It's worst than a nuclear holocaust

or the character assassination
of a Eurovision icon.

- Jesus forgives all.

- Really?
- Yes.

- Honestly?
- Yes, Bridget.

- [Father] Jesus is all forgiving.

- Okay.

I didn't get the lotto ticket

and I used the money
for my choppy changey.

(dramatic music)

Father.

- Come closer, my child.

- Okay.

- A little bit closer.

A small bit closer.

(Bridget screaming)

- I thought you said
Jesus was all forgiving!

- Jesus hasn't booked first class

to get to San Francisco.

(clears throat)

- Thank you everybody for coming today.

So this is the giant cheque with

all the money in it.

If anything was to happen to this

cheque it would be
terrible, wouldn't it Eamon?

- Oh no, I don't think so Bridget.

When I did my banking exams--

- When you did your
banking exams Concepta,

people still bit into coins
to see if they were real.

Nice tits by the way though.

- Thanks Eamon.

- Oh, it would be terrible.

It would be very, very bad.

I know.

Let's all go out into the garden because?

- It's such a lovely day.

I hope this cheque does not go on fire.

- Eamon, can I have a
light for my cigarette?

- Of course you can Bridget, there you go.

- Oh no, the cheque is on fire

Oh no.
- Oh no.

- Oh no, all the money is gone.

What are we going to do?

- It's okay, that was
only a ceremonial cheque.

The real money is in the bank.

- No, no, it's not.

- Why not?

- Ever since we joined
the EEC there's been a law

stipulating that all
moneys inside large giant.

It's all Bridget's fault!

- It's true.

(Concepta gasps)

I didn't go get the winning lotto ticket.

I went and had my hair done.

- I admire your courage, Bridget.

You big feckin' witch.

- I can't give these back.

How am I to make money off these, Bridget?

How?

- Damn it!

I'll never be able to open
that Betamax store now.

- I am going to go hard on you.

- I learned hello in French.

What was the point?

- I'm sorry.

- Bridget, I hope you've got your bathing

suit ready to dive in and
get my mother's wheelchair

out of the lake and
stick it back together.

Where are you going?

- Any of ye fancy
watching a bit of Airwolf?

- [Father] Where could
she have gone Eamon?

- [Eamon] The old car can only turn left.

Give it an hour and she'll be back.

Whether she wanted to or not.

But the new Ford Orion
turns both left and right.

She could be anywhere.

- [Noreen] I say we find
her and we kill her,

actually kill her.

- [Concepta] Maybe she's
gone to her mother's.

- [Eamon] It'd have to be
a lot worst than the threat

of murder to make her go visit her mother.

- [Concepta] Would you have the loan

of a slice of ham 'til Tuesday?

- [Eamon] I know where
I'd go if I were her.

- [Concepta] To Argentina!

I mean Dublin.

(dog barking)

- Eamon, Eamon.

Eamon, Eamon!

- I'm asleep.

- You're not asleep, your eyes are open.

Did you hear what happened
to the butcher in town?

- He died.

- Died, dead pig fell on him

and they found him naked on top of it.

- Did that actually happen?

- I don't know but he's dead
anyway, well I hope he is

'cause his funeral's on Tuesday, so.

This isn't working Frank

and take off the glasses!

It's just weird.

- Oh yeah, weird.

So me being here in bed,

pretending to be your wife so that

you can get to sleep, not weird?

I put the glasses on, weird!

- You know, I never thought I'd say this

but I miss her annoying voice.

- Eamon, it's our anniversary.

Throw on the Johnny Logan tape there.

I'm coming over all Italian.

- Stop it Frank.

- You like that, don't you.
- Stop it Frank.

- You're good and hard now.
- Frank!

Can a man not ask another
man to come into his house,

pretend he's his wife without
that man coming on to him?

Stop it, stop it.

Stop it.

Get out of the bed or take of the glasses,

one or the other.

Stop it.

(horns honking)

- And the rumor is that they
found him on top of the pig,

trousers around his ankles.

Now you should see the looks
his wife gives you in mass,

but I never liked her,
she's a terrible gossip.

- Wait, go back to the bit
about the 38 double G breasts.

- What?

That's not important.

What is important is that
I've destroyed the town,

lost my family and
according to Father Gabriel,

I'm going to spend eternity in hell,

all because of notions.

The choppy changey hair do.

The latest fashion item
from Dunnes Boutique.

The jizzy milk.

Oh, buying the Gold Blend
instead of the regular blend.

You know, notions.

He's probably right.

I'd sell my soul for a microwave oven.

(gasps)

- Really?

- Look, there's only one way to sort this.

You're going to have to give me 250,000.

- I'll give you a million.

- What?

- But there's one thing
you need to do for me.

- But we've done that already.

- I'll go longer the second time.

(dog barking)

- No, it's shut up.
- Shut up!

No, it's shut up.
- Shut up.

- No, look at me.

Shut up.

- Shut up.

(helicopter whirring)

- Jesus--
- Christ.

- Shut up!

Call everybody!

I've got great news.

- Okay, before you all actually kill

me because I lost the lottery money,

Noreen, answer me this.

You bought the seven
bedroom home in Wexford.

With what?

And Dolores, your fancy
holiday home in France.

That must've cost you
an awful lot of money.

And Concepta, your mammary glands.

How much did that cost?

- Four grand for one.

Two of them for seven.

- That's a good bargain.
- Yeah.

- This better be going somewhere, Bridget.

- Oh it is, it is.

Concepta, how did you get
the money for those yolks?

- Well I just asked the bank.

- And they gave it to you?

- Yes.

- They gave it to all of you.

See, we didn't need to win
the lottery to be loaded.

All we had to do was ask the bank.

Some bank called Anglo
just gave me a million.

And all I have to do is throw
up 60 apartments in Kinnegad.

What could possibly go wrong?

- That's brilliant.

There's literally nothing that
can go wrong with that plan.

Nothing.

- Right, keep it amongst ourselves.

You don't want everyone doing it.

But apart from that, she's right lads.

Nothing possibly can go wrong.

(chattering)

- Eamon, I'm so happy.

For the first time in my life
I've done something great.

Now, that's the ground floor done.

Only 59 more to go.

- That's all wrong Bridget.

That has to come down.

- What?

- You can't have the kitchen
and living room in one room.

No one lives like that.

- Eamon, it's pure modern or something.

I'm doing it from the plans.

- Modern, where's the
underground car park?

Have you started it?

- No.
- No?

6,000 pounds for an apartment in Kinnegad.

No one's going to pay for that.

- But the man from Dublin, he said.

- The man from Dublin, Anglo.

They saw you coming, huh?

The day an Irishman moves
into an apartment is the day

Gay gives up the Late Late.

Now take off the helmet.

That's not going to help you in a crash.

- But I like the helmet, Eamon.

Can I keep the helmet?

Eamon.

Eamon!

- Do you know what I think
would be a great idea

to get back some of the money?

- What?

- Bottled water.

When you go into a shop you can't buy

a bottle of water.

- God love you Concepta, you're
fierce stupid, aren't ya?

Who in their right mind is
going to buy a bottle of water?

Sure it's free.

- I know, it's a great idea.

You could add some fizz to it.

Have a sparkling version.

- Jizzy water.

Are you telling me people are going

to go into the shops and buy jizzy water?

No, no, no, Concepta.

- What do you think Eamon?

- Tits.

Sorry, I'd buy a bottle of fizzy tits.

Sorry, water, tits.

- See, Eamon agrees.

- Go home Concepta.

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