All language subtitles for Damned s02e05.eng

Where are we?

You don't remember?

Er, well, we were both quite wasted,
we broke into the big house...

Dennis? I'm doing
shepherd's if you want some.

- No, thanks. I'm good.
- Shit! Now I remember.

You said Denise was
staying somewhere else.

Well, she was but she came back
in the middle of the night.

I should have expected
it. She turns to stone

if she's caught out at sunrise!

This is serious. What the
fuck am I supposed to do --

shimmy down the drain pipe?

Just wait until she goes.

I can't.

I've got to go. I'm running late as it is.

God, Lee had better have got the kids up.

Be better off leaving the puppy in charge.

Look, just come down. What's
the worst that can happen?

Well, I slip on the stairs and
break my neck before she sees me?

Wait -- that's the best-case scenario.

Come on...

.. scaredy.

Jeez, open a window! That stinks.

I find it rather invigorating.
Gets me up ready for the day.

Or maybe I should. There seems
to be a foul stench around here.

- Morning. - Look, let's not
make this any more awkward

- than it needs to be.
- No.

- Let's.
- I'm going to, er, go now.

Um, I couldn't find one of
my socks, so if it turns up...

- I'll burn it.
- Hazel, what the...?

- Denise.
- You gave her another key?

I've only just changed the locks.

She must've stolen it.

So you can have sex with me
but you can't stay the night?

Shall I call the police?

- No.
- Who are you?

Did she come back here
to have sex with you?

I came back to have sex with her brother.

I think. Did we?

- Not sure.
- Um, Denise, I-I-I'll see you later.

You see, this has got a sad
face and I've got a sad face too.

- Please don't be late again.
- Sorry, Martin.

Well, Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose.

You were doing so well.

Sorry. Going to have to
mark you down for tardiness.

Careful, Martin --
that's an offensive term.

- What, "tardiness"?
- Yeah, it's short for "retardedness".

- No, it isn't.
- Well, what's it short for?

It's not short for anything.

Tardiness means lateness.

Oh! You learn something new every day.

Well, yes, Nat, I see you're
looking for a birthing partner.

Yes. They get free crisps and water...

- Mm-hm.
- It's just a backup.

I think my fella, Dev, will
have told his wife by then.

Told her what?

About me, about the baby,

about the fact that we're going
to move to a castle in Wales.

But mainly about the baby,

because that's the thing
that's going to happen soon.

He's got to pick the right moment, really.

Yes, you'll have to be
very, very selective

about the right moment for that, I think.

Nat, if you're looking
for a birthing partner...

No, thanks, Mimi, don't know you
well enough to let you see my bits.

I was actually going to say
that a friend of mine is a doula.

OK, well, I'm not religious, so...

A doula is a female birth coach.

All births are female.

Well, actually, it depends
on how you identify, so...

Just had a call from Zadie Taylor.

I thought that was all sorted --
case closed, moving on with her life.

Oh! If I don't help her, who will?

She's been skipping English classes
at her sixth-form college --

something about the
sexually explicit books.

Why are you late anyway?

I can't say -- genuinely
too traumatic to explain.

Oh, quickie with Lee?

Dennis!

- Holy fucking shit.
- And Denise was there when I left.

- Oh, Christ! - Being confronted
by her angry lesbian lover.

God. I'm going to have to
go into a foetal crouch.

- You had a call, Rose,
about the Donahue kid. - OK.

Oh! Shit, I must've
dropped the Post-it Note.

- Found it.
- Oh.

Oh, bollocks. The little Donahue
girl's been coming to school

hungry and dirty.

Oh, is that the seven-year-old
with the mum and dad on heroin?

Yeah, I agreed to let them try
alternating the weeks that they use,

so we wouldn't have to
take Ellie into care.

Doesn't really work, though, does it -- part-time
junkie? Bit like a Nazi -- it's all nothing.

Are you comparing junkies and Nazis?

No, but Hitler was ripped
to the tits by the end --

he was a massive cokehead.

And yet he always seemed so
calm and reasonable in public.

Right, better head off to the Donahues'.

- Want any drugs?
- No need -- I've dispatched Nitin.

Oh, just for one happy moment there
I thought you meant "dispatched"

- in the hitman sense.
- But they're my clients, Mart.

Yes, and you weren't
here. So I sent Nitin.

He's not used to dealing with addicts.

I mean, they can be wily little fuckers.

He'll never get through the front door.

He must know the old "I
need a poo" trick by now?

Well, I doubt he'll remember.

The school said she's obese.

I said to the teacher, "You need
to stay off the pies yourself, love.

"You look like Eamonn Holmes in a dress."

Then she tried to hit me, so I...

Right, I am off to see Zadie.

Ooh. Actually, I was wondering,
would you mind taking Mimi with you?

Oh, what the...?

- Why? - Well, she needs
more practical experience.

Also, between you and me,

I'm finding the old feminine
theorising a bit much.

Especially as she seems to
think that it's all news to me.

She obviously hasn't seen The
Female Eunuch on my bookshelf.

Is she still living with you? Cos
I thought that was only temporary.

Don't fuss, Al. Well, let's face it --

the young have it much harder than we did.

All right, she can tag along.

But if she goes on too much,
I may have to use headphones.

- To strangle her with.
- Right. That... That would be... Be murder.

Mimi.

OK. Well,

I was waiting for you to ask who I
am but I guess we can skip that.

I'm from Elm Heath Social Services.

Oh, where's the woman?

Rose? We don't know --
that's why they sent me.

I've heard reports from school that
your daughter Ellie is unkempt.

- You what?
- Unkempt.

It's the opposite of "kempt".

Pretty sure "kempt" is a word.

Untidy, unwashed clothes.

Can I come in and talk?

No. We're talking here --
why do you need to come in?

- Er, I need the loo.
- Piss off t'balcony -- that's what I do.

Well, that's illegal.

And, crucially, I need to do a number two.

I need to pass a solid.

Can't really do that off a balcony.

Sounds like a challenge.

Up the stairs, on the left.

What?

Oh, it's cool, man.

It's her week on.

Have you got a stay of
execution on the section 47

providing one of you is responsible adult?

- Section what?
- Section 47.

It's part of the 1989 Children Act.

- I can give you a brief summary...
- I thought you needed a shit.

Yep, let me just go and...

.. pass my stool.

Oh!

Ooh.

Oh.

Er, sorry, still waiting for the boss.

- Shouldn't be much longer.
- No problem.

We can reschedule if it's easier.
We don't want to be taking up time

you could be spending
on more important cases.

Oh, well your case is fairly serious,

in that your child could
have ingested cocaine.

You said you only used at work.

You swore you never
brought it into the house.

A couple of times when I was with him,

I-I needed a line to get through it.

- Jesus. - The noise at
soft play is a nightmare.

- It helps me focus... - No! - I've
been meaning to explain... - Fuck off!

.. but there hasn't been the right moment.

- So you're living with Martin now?
- "Living with" is a very loaded term.

Well, I meant it literally,

not in a pejorative,
negative, judgmental way.

Thanks for qualifying "pejorative".

Could you define
"patronising" for me, too?

- Let's just rewind, shall we?
- Fine with me.

This time, don't criticise
my private life.

Mimi, if you want to do this for a living,

you're going to have to lower
your defences with your colleagues,

you know. It's a lot of pressure.

- We can help each other.
- Didn't sound like you were trying to help me.

Anyway, I've seen you browsing
job sites in your lunch break.

You're bailing on your colleagues.

Jesus!

- Morning, Denise. Hello, Elm
Heath Children... - It's Nitin.

- Hi, Nitin. - Can I
speak to Rose? - Rose?

- Rose.
- Hurry up.

- What's the weather like there?
- I don't care! - All right. God!

- Yes?
- Nitin's on the line for you.

- Rose, my office, please.
- Won't be a sec, Denise.

- Nitin. - Yes. - If
you're going to send people

pictures of turd-blocked toilets,

some context or explanation might be nice.

I have never seen
anything like this place.

We need to bring them in and we
need to apply for a care order.

You know that a care order
is the absolute last resort.

Oh, please not a care order.

It's terrible to split up families.

That's the least of it. The
paperwork is excruciating.

Look, I'm not saying that picture
isn't disgusting, all right?

But it doesn't place Ellie at any risk.

It's a shit-print -- my
kids do those all the time.

Clean it up with a
Dettol wipe and move on.

It's not shit.

It's blood.

Hi, Mum.

What are you doing here?

I'm from the school. Ellie didn't
feel well, so I brought her home.

- Her parents said they couldn't pick her up.
- OK, I'm a social worker.

- Oh, fuck's sake! - Get her out
of here -- she shouldn't see this.

Hey, sit up!

- Are you going to help?
- I've got sick on me... haven't I?

Can you get some hot
water? Mum's not very well.

- Are you OK from here?
- What do you think?

If you're just going to stand there, go!

Hazel, it's me.

I just wanted to emphasise that
what I said the other night

about possibly misremembering
facts about the football club

was very confidential.

And, er...

.. there would be very
serious consequences

if you were to repeat it.

And about the Katherine
Jenkins CDs, you keep them.

You keep them all -- that's fine.

OK? Bye.

OK, Mum, let's clean you up.

OK, here you go.

Thanks. Oh, my net knife.

I had to use it to stop the man.

- He's gone now.
- The man's my dealer.

Ex-dealer.

Ex-dealer as in he used to be my
dealer, not as in I killed him.

Yeah?

Though he deserves it.

- What are you doing?
- Well, I thought while you were here,

you could be t'responsible adult and that.

We're going! Now!

- Hey, Zadie.
- Al.

This is Mimi. She's on a placement,

so she's going to be
sitting in if that's OK.

- Yeah, fine.
- OK.

So, er, Zadie says that she's
been skipping your classes.

- I know she has. - She just a bit
uncomfortable with some of the texts

- you've been teaching.
- OK.

Er... which text in particular?

Lady Chatterley's Lover.

Well, that's fairly
tame by modern standards.

- Lolita.
- That's a more challenging one.

- 50 Shades Of Grey.
- Why would you teach them that?

It romanticises abuse.

- Mimi, just...
- Well, it does.

No, its... I happen to agree with her.

I teach it to examine why it is

that bad writing and dangerous ideas sell.

You know, what does it say about
us as a society, about the way

- we treat women?
- Very convenient.

You made me read bits of it out, though,

and asked me how it made me
feel. And it made me feel shit.

Yeah, well, it made me feel
shit as well. It's a shit book.

It upset me!

This isn't America, where students
are cosseted and left unchallenged.

Art and literature should make
us feel uncomfortable at times.

Life doesn't come with a trigger
warning, and neither do my classes.

You know what? I've seen this before.

You're a gaslighter. I knew
it the moment I walked in.

- No. - He is, he's a gaslighter. He's blaming
you for being uptight to conceal the fact

- you get turned on making young
women read out sex fantasies... - No.

- .. from books. - Look, can I
speak for myself, please? - Yes.

You don't know me.

You don't know him. And
that isn't what he's doing.

I do need the trigger warning.

Because of what happened in care?

- Excuse me? Have you read my file?
- Absolutely not, no.

It would seem so.

I thought you was on a placement.

Yeah, she's learning and the first
lesson today is you do not browse

other clients' files without
their permission, OK?

Ever.

All right, mate? What are you in for?

Nitin, you've obviously
got your hands full here,

- so why don't we postpone?
- No, I want

to know exactly what's been going on.

- Why? Has he been a naughty boy?
- Honestly, I told you all there is to know.

- You have the full picture now. There's
nothing to gained by being here. - Oi!

I'm talking to you, you twat.

Dad! You said a rude word!

Sorry, sweetheart. But he is a twat.

Yeah, actually, he is a twat.

Sorry, sorry.

Nick, what... What happened?

It's fucking hard, innit? Amy don't
want to come off of it for the week

so I just have to dip in and out.

- Can't do it.
- We had a contract of expectations.

- A what?
- One of you had to stay clean.

I got me weeks mixed up.

I do that all the time.

Yeah, maybe not with
such heavy consequences.

You say that, but I missed
a Gary Barlow concert once.

- It's not a big deal.
- I suppose not.

Jason Orange was always my fave.

And this is without you attacking
your dealer with a knife in front of

your daughter. She wiped
blood on the wall.

So, give us a cleaner.

This is serious! You're
going to lose Ellie.

Right, Nitin's brought me up to speed.

We want to take your daughter into
foster care while this is sorted and

it's better for everyone
if it's voluntary.

Otherwise, we apply for a court order.

- Is she still high?
- Yeah, lucky girl.

Mr Donahue, do you
understand what I'm saying?

If you give up Ellie voluntarily,

you retain control over
aspects of her care.

Visitation rights and so on.

If we go via the courts,
we control everything.

Yeah, yeah, I get it.

Now you're all looking at
me like I'm a piece of shit.

Yeah, but what you don't
understand is that I am trying to do

the right thing here. See, I'm a shit dad.

But a fucking great junkie.

So...

She's better off without me.

Us.

So...

.. take her. Just take her.

Are you going to try and get clean?

I have tried, loads.

Can't do it. It's too hard.

So, just...

Just take her, yeah?

- For good. - You know, I watched...
I watched your daughter...

- Fuck off. - .. and she wiped
puke off her own mother.

And you sat there and you did nothing!

Nitin!

Out.

- Unbelievable! - Yeah, that was
really fucking helpful, wasn't it?

Here you go, Ellie. Juice,
biscuits and a banana.

The banana's on and the turn,

but that's when they're at their sweetest.

- Thanks.
- You're welcome.

Do you know how much longer I'll be?

Er... no, I'm afraid I don't.

I have to get back to put their tea on.

So, you cook for them, do you?

Just easy stuff, like beans on toast.

Sorry, I don't mean to be an arsehole,

but we were told earlier that you
didn't provide tea or coffee.

That girl has a drink and biscuits.

Yes, I'm sorry, but you
are being an A-hole.

So, sit down... Sit down!

And we'll get to you when we can.

Eat up!

Zadie, I had no idea.

I wasn't briefed on this.

You should've said something.

What? In front of the class?

It's just, I want to put it behind me.

I don't want to talk about it again.

- Yeah. - I think what you
should learn from this, Aidan,

is that words have consequences.

Yeah, apparently not the ones I
said to you earlier about butting in.

I was just expressing solidarity.

What? You think we're sisters?

- You think we're blood?
- I just think that I will have an insight

- and an empathy...
- But how? How, though?

That...

As women, I just think that
you and I would understand...

There would be an
understanding that I would get

that these two certainly
wouldn't. Especially...

- Especially him.
- Can you get out, please?

- Why? - Because I don't want to lose
my place at this college and if you

don't get out, I'm going to slap you!

So, off the record, that's
free drinks for life

- from all the staff at Elm Heath
Social Services. - She's 17.

I know. As I was saying that, I realised.

- Martin.
- Mum, Dad!

Hey, just need you to
stay here for me, Ellie.

It's all right, just
stay here for a second.

- What about Ellie?
- She's staying.

What?! No...

- Look, I'll explain later, yeah?
Just come on, please. - Ellie!

Come here, sweetie!

Let me through! Open the door!

Oh, come on! Come on!

What you looking at?! Eh?

- I fucked that up, didn't I?
- Yep.

Go on, then. Rub it in. Do your worst.

Do you know what? I can't be bothered.

I think maybe that'll just
sit with you for a while

- and might even help you.
- Oh. I was all psyched up for a row.

I think that's why I
find you so annoying --

- you're too easy on people.
- Yeah, well, conversely,

the reason I find you so annoying is
cos you always want to have a fight.

It's cos I want change in
people's minds and behaviours!

You can only change what's in front
of you and you can't force people

to think like you. And,
anyway, things HAVE changed!

You know, when I started doing
this, you'd still hear the N-word.

You'd hear the P-word every day.

Everyone was homophobic!

I'm not saying it's gone, but it is less.

- Thank you.
- Apologies for the delay.

Oh, no, no. Don't apologise.

You were dealing with those
poor drug addicts -- so awful.

Your husband's a drug addict.

He's nothing like those people!

He told me that he uses
during night feeds.

What?!

What the fuck?! Every time you swear
to me you're telling the truth

and then there's just
another layer to this shit.

- Don't listen to him.
- No! - And he's an alcoholic.

For fuck's sake, Zak. You've spent
the last year making me feel like

- everything's my fault but you're the
one with the problem! - No, no, no...

- Look, look...
- Shut up!

Hey, I am willing to make this work.

But you have to be honest.

Have you done the night feeds on coke?

Er... Sophie, I've done
most things on coke,

including our wedding and
the birth of our child.

You despicable cunt!

I've wanted to say that
for a fucking long time!

- It was 27 hours. - Oh, fuck off!
- You wanted me to be there for you!

- Fuck off!
- Look, I had to do something...

That couple in before have put
their child into care voluntarily.

But I could've done it through the courts

because their child was exposed to
drugs, violence, God knows what.

Nitin found cocaine in YOUR house.

YOUR child could have
accidentally ingested it and died.

Unlike the previous couple, you
have the money and wherewithal

to try and deal with
your problems. So, try!

If I see you again, I'll
be issuing a court order.

Rose, a word in my office,
please. Nitin, wrap this up.

So, going forward...

With the Donahues, we all
signed off on that approach, OK,

and last time I visited, they were coping.

Yes, yes. I understand that.

This morning was
mortifying for both of us.

Listen, I really like your brother.

Please -- my gag reflex
is not that sturdy.

Look, whatever you're going through
in your private life is your business.

I'm not going through anything in my private
life. THAT'S what I wanted to make clear.

That woman who came round this morning
-- she is very troubled and delusional.

She makes wild accusations...

- Right. - So, any mention of it at
work would reflect very badly on you.

I wasn't going to mention it.

I mean, it's not as if I treat
every bit of personal information

- as a weapon.
- Really?

- I do. - I've got to find
a foster family for Ellie.

Yes, yes, go.

My son has gone on holiday in England!

- You're what, sorry?
- My son!

- And I haven't been able to
get in touch with him. - Right.

And I thought, "You
ought to try services."

He's 44 years old, but he's
as thick as brick-shit.

Can you get him to give me a call?

OK.

I already told him -- I can't be pregnant.

We only had sex standing up.

- Hello, children services.
- Yeah, it's me again.

I know I'm only meant to call about the
kids, but I'm wondering -- are you married?

And do you want to be married?

All right, all right. I know I've a wife.

But she won't mind, like.

Do you want to watch something?

I've got Netflix.

I've got Dora. Or Diego.

How about Team Umizoomi?

I don't know what that is, but...

It's here!

Don't have the headphones too loud.

It's not good for your ears.

I like it loud. Shuts
out all the shouting.

There's not going to be any more shouting.

Who's this? What did we miss?

? People, they ain't no good

? I think that's well understood

? You can see it everywhere you look

? People just ain't no good. ?

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