All language subtitles for S12E02 - Come In Sunray Major

Slow thaself down!
I think his legs have got longer.

You're out of condition,
thats your trouble!.

I was born out of condition.

Nature intended me
for out of condition,

as an encouragement
for all of her creatures that

are bone-idle,
and of a contemplative disposition.

Well, you're back in good hands.

It's not me hands I'm worried about.
I wished tha just slow tha legs down a bit!

Maybe he's got the wrong pair.

You know what the army's like.
I bet they gave him the wrong pair.

I see Howard is still
confined to barracks.

He's always on ganter's,
he keeps getting caught.

For what?
- For being a pillock.

Is he still...? You know,
knocking about with that...?

Yes.

She terrifies me. I don't know
how he's got the nerve.

Mind you, living with Pearl,
he'd have to have some nerve.

How do, Howard?

Don't ask!

You missed a bit in that corner, Howard.
Oh, heck, is he back?

You think you have trouble?

We've got him all the time.
- But I have Pearl.

She's good to you when
you're poorly, Howard.

Wouldn't say good,
more like efficient.

Are you still knocking
about with...?

Yes, he is!
- I don't know what you mean.

I was just pointing out to him
where he'd missed a bit.

Andits my job to make sure
he keeps missing a bit.

I wouldn't mind if she didn't dress
like such a tart.

Yes, you would!

I suppose I would.

I can never understand, why people resent
advice from a natural leader?

I could understand if it was
from some interfering idiot.

Maybe they can't
tell the difference.

I agree with that,
I can never tell the difference.

They have no right,
not to tell the difference.

I wear a collar and tie.
My shoes are always polished.

How dare people not tell the difference?

More tea, Foggy?

Oh no, no thank you!
I keep a tight rein on my appetites.

It's only tea!

Its not gonna turn thee on all reckless
and start spending tha money.

You don't understand, do you?

It's all part of self-discipline.
The warrior's creed.

I suppose
it's the old samurai code, really.

One has a duty to keep the body
ready for anything.

Nora Batty.

Well, almost anything.
She's still pretty fierce, isn't she?

Only to people she knows.

To strangers she's still quite...
Miserable.

She's not much of a smiler, is Nora.
She's straight all the way.

And that's only the front!

Will you stop that?

He should be on a lead,
he really should be on a lead, you know.

Relax, Foggy. Who cares?

Who's watching any road?

I am watching.

It offends my sense of what is fitting
in this beautiful natural landscape.

What have you repaired that hole with?
- Which one?

I'm not gonna look!
Don't ask me to look!

Don't pull at them!
They'll fall to bits.

One false move and they'll be off like a...
What have you repaired that one with?

This one? Sticky tape.

And they say
you can never find the end!

What's wrong with needle and thread?
- I haven't got any needle and thread!

What good is sticky tape?
- It keeps the draught out.

Ye gods! I wouldn't mind,
if it wasn't transparent.

It's a hell of a place for a window!

Double-glazing!

He's invented
the first double-glazed trousers!

Exhaustion is a state of mind.

Pay no attention to it.

You have to drive yourself
through the pain barrier.

I've spent a lifetime driving
myself through the pain barrier.

If your really exhausted,
you think your exhausted!

I'll prove to you how much further
you can drive yourself...

The secret on a route march is breathing,

steady breathing adapted
to the marching pace.

Just take your example from me.

Why do people yawn?

I blame it on the television.

Get some rhythm into it!

Ah, you can feel it doing you good.
Nothing like a good, brisk march.

I've led some marches in my time.
Even in the heat of Burma.

Dit I ever tell you how the little hill men
used to call me "walking giant".

They were little fellows, you know.

They used to say,
"here comes walking giant."

I believe they named one or two
of their babies after me.

I thought of stopping out
there after the war,

and teach them the elements
of copperplate writing.

I saw Tuggy Marshall in queue in the postoffice.
He had his Nelly with him.

She were licking his ear.

I didn't think mrs Marshall was
all that affectionate.

Not mrs Marshall!

Nelly is his Jack Russell terrier.

I thought it didn't sound
like mrs Marshall.

Got a bad leg, so he told me.

And Nelly's still licking him.

Can't get his boot on.
Has to wear a slipper.

He told you all this in the queue?

Yep!

He enjoys a bit of illness,
does Tuggy.

What's that?

Maybe it's Tuggy
with another bad leg.

Don't worry, Foggy, tha'll be all right
when tha's been through the pain barrier.

- He'll come in, pretending he enjoyed it.
- He loves a good march.

He had a good one today.
Here he comes.

He looks absolutely knackered.

Only from the neck down.

Give him a shout.
Watch how he pretends he enjoys it.

Foggy!

Personally,
I think the trouble these days is,

they seem to just let them run loose
without any thought of punishment.

Its true, it's no good just confining them.
They should be made to do useful work.

Are they capable of useful work?
- Under the right supervision.

It has to be careful supervsion!

There's nobody trickier to manage,
than the average husband.

Its a full time job!

Your talking about husbands,
I thought you were talking about criminals.

It's easy to see,
how you might get them confused.

It's as if you think
husbands should be punished.

Everybody has to be housetrained,
you can't just let them do what they want,

because they're cuddely!
And wag their tails occasionally.

What's the use of them being married,
if they don't know they are married!

You have to keep the pressure on.

What'd you think it is,
that makes men so unreliable? - Practice.

I blame a lot of it these days,
on diet.

Food these days isn't stodgy enough.

In my day, you fed your man right.
And he couldn't move fast enough

to get into serious mischief.

I feed mine,
but he cycles it off.

Every time he comes home,
he's got lipstick on his bicycle clips.

How is your Barry?
- He's half-asleep most of the time.

That's a good sign.
You must be feeding him right!

Well, she's been raised
in the finest culinary tradition.

I've started him jogging.
- Does he like jogging? He hates jogging.

You know what went wrong
out there this morning, don't you?

Tha' got lost.

Rubbish! I have a
built-in sense of terrain.

What's terrain, Norm?

You must have heard it.

"The terrain now standing
at no.3 platform..."

What was wrong was
the loss of communication.

We lost contact,
didn't we.

Well, not any more.
I know the answer.

Portable radios.

Portable radios?

You know, little things
you hold in your hand.

Well, here we are then.
Come along. Get your radios.

Portable radios,
"little things you can hold in your hand".

I got the pair of them ridiculously cheap.
An absolute snip.

I can't tell you how glad we are
to hear that.

you do realise with these things we
need never be out of contact again?

Oh, goody.

I'm not packing this
thing about all day!

One more of these and we've
got broadcasting house.

You'll soon get used to
any little inconvenience.

That's what they
said about marriage.

Watch the valves.
Don't damage the valves!

I think they damaged the valves.

Damaged the valves? What about us!?

You feel like a turtle,

you get flipped over onto your back
and you can't get to your feet again.

There am I, kicking me legs in the air,
with 43 switches stuffed up me jumper.

I never thought I'd be on radio.

Can you repair it, Wesley?
- I'm not sure. That's comforting!

Well, it's not like an engine.
You know me, I'm best with engines.

He can't repair it.
Let's forget it.

Put it down to experience,
and forget about portable radios.

Nonsens, we've only just made a beginning.
We're not stopping at the first setback.

Well, that was the second.
Can we stop at the second?

There's still some life
in the beast, anyway!

That's what I keep telling Nora Batty.

This is Sunray Mayor calling,
Sunray Mayor calling.

Can you hear me, Wesley? Over.

This is Sunray Mayor calling,
Sunray Mayor calling.

Can you hear me, Wesley? Over.

This is Sunray Mayor calling,
Sunray Mayor calling.

Can you hear me, Wesley? Over.

If there's one thing
dafter than a twit called

Foggy, it's a twit called
Foggy talking to himself!

But very nicely. I mean,
doesn't he speak nicely?

It's the aerial, you see.
We need more aerial.

I am sorry.
I was pulling this out...

Hey! Stop! Come back! Stop!

Help! Come back!

Did it work?

Did it work? It worked a treat!
The biggest laugh I've had for years.

Did you hear me calling you?
- I've never heard a thing.

Then you've not mended it then,
have you?

I told ya, it's not like an engine.

Get it on your back and
it feels like an engine.

All right, have another try.

You're really getting the hang
of that bit, aren't you, Wesley!

Here, Wesley, give it some hammer,
like tha' usually does.

Put that thing down at once!

You don't seem to understand.
These are hi-tech precision instruments.

You two men, stay here
and keep a listening watch.

We're gonna drive to the
other side of the valley, I'll

give you further instructions
by radio. Any questions?

What makes Nora Batty
so attractive?

Will you try and keep
your mind from wandering.

It could be that!

Stay here and wait for my message.

Now, Howard?
Do you think it's safe, love?

If it's not safe out here,
when are we going

to be able to nip off the road
for a cuddle?

You never know
if you're being watched.

Who's watching us out here?
- There's such a thing as spy satellites.

They can read
the label on you from 50 miles high.

I don't care if they can read mine!

All they'll be able to see is
"hand wash only, do nit wring".

Why don't we go a bit further, love?
- Funny you should say that.

This is Sunray Mayor calling,
Sunray Mayor calling.

Are you receiving me?
Are you receiving me? Over.

This is Sunray Mayor calling,
Sunray Mayor calling.

Hello. Hello!
Foggy!!

Not a peep!

I bet he didn't pay more
than a pound each for these!

And even then he were done.

Its supposed to be the
age of the microchip.

These look more like the oven.

Hello. Foggy?

Foggy! Foggy! Hello! Hello!

Oh, Howard!
- We should be all right here.

There can't be anybody round here.

Oh, Howard!

You two, are you listening?

Don't just fiddle with your dials!

Say something!'

It may have done it some good.
After all

it didn't fall on concrete.
It just slid down the grass a bit.

It slid down the grass a lot!

Howdo, Howard.
- It's a lie!

I'm glad she's gone.
She scares me to death that woman!

She makes me feel like
a dressed chicken and

she's somebody with
spare pound of stuffing.

She's all right, is Marina.

She's just desperate.
Where's this wireless?

It must be round here somewhere.
- There!

Ah, well, it's not a total loss.

The aerial's still
in working order.

Foggy will go mad.
Maybe he won't notice from a distance.

Keep still!
There's a funny bit sticking out here.

That's me!
- Sorry.

Can't you straighten up?

No, this is the only way it can
be done, without an anaesthetic.

He needs something soft
next to his skin.

I'm game, if you are!

Don't get to close to him.
He'll take advantage of you.

It's just that you feel obliged
to do what you can, in an emergency.

The only thing that would make
Foggy feel any better,

is if we could make him believe
that it's been damaged in a good cause.

I don't know!
You give them a simple task.

All they have to do,
is tune to my frequentie!

I'll bet they've tuned
to the wrong frequency.

And here am I, saying,
like a muffin,

"this is sunray major",
"this is sunray major".

And they'll have tuned
to the wrong frequency.

Unless there's something
wrong with their radio.

What should be wrong with theyre radio?
It's a perfectly good radio.

Well, where's the other radio?
- He's still testing it.

Why is he walking like that?

- Like what?
As though he's twisted something.

Why is he walking backwards?

He's probbebly getting a better reception,
that way.

His radio looks funny.
- Will you be quitte! You only know about engines!

This is Sunray Mayor calling.
Can you hear me? Over.

There you are! He can hear you.

But why doesn't he use the radio?
- Give him time. We've been at it all day.

Yes, but he knows we've
only been practising.

He'll react quicker,
if there's an emergency.

What sort of emergency?
- You never know, do you?

Anything could happen,
even out here.

You never know when
there might be an emergency.

Help! Help!

Huh! There it is! Look!
There's an emergency.

No brakes. No brakes.

No brakes! Help!

There you are, you see.
An emergency!

Help!

But never mind.

Compo will throw himself
bravely into her path.

This is not Sunray Mayor.

This is not Sunray Mayor.
Marina has got no brakes.

Can you stop her?
Throw yourself into her path bravely.

Help!

I believe he's done it.

I believe he's thrown himself
into her path, bravely.

He saved me. He saved me!

How brave, eh?

Although... I'm afraid
he may have damaged the radio.

Is he holding her too tight?
- I never interfere with things like that!

I think he's holding her too tight,
for a short acquaintance.

How does it feel,
being crushed by a Marina?

Not unpleasant at the time.

Amazing how much
damage she did to my radio.

I had to save her!

Bravest thing I've ever seen.

Send him off with a
whole radio and all he

comes back with is
a length of limp aerial!