- Oi! Where a helmet. - Sod off.
- Delia. - Morning, Sister.
Uh, Lillian Ashman.
Lilian Ashman. - Yes, darling. - Oh, hello, Lillian.
Oh dear. What have you―? What have we done here? - Oh, I don't know.
- Aw. Well, shall we get it cleaned up, and then you can see the doctor?
OK. Follow me.
You OK?
Good.
Come on, then.
- What are you gonna wear? - The jumpsuit?
- Yeah, what are you gonna wear?
- Maybe the denim― Do you know the denim jumpsuit I got?
Do you know that girl...?
- Hello, everybody. - Hi.
- Hi, everybody. - Oi.
- Ooh, Peru. Now, there's a place I would love to visit.
One day, eh, um...
Delia.
- Oh, you're in now, Delia. You should make a move.
Oh, she's such an oddball.
What? Oh, it was a joke. - Be nice, Imelda.
Fancy joining us for a drink?
- Oh, I don't think the others would want me there.
- It's not the others that's asking, is it?
- Another?
- No, I've gotta go. You wanna walk to the Tube? - No, no, I'm gonna stay for a drink.
- You'll be all right on your own? - Yeah, sure.
- OK. Good luck with that guy. - What guy?
- You're a dark horse, Delia. I want details on Monday.
- You look like you could do with a hand. What are you drinking?
- Oh, uh, pint of real ale, please. Thank you. Let me give you some―
- It's all right. Go on. I've got this.
I'm John. - Delia.
- Excuse me. Can I get a pint of real ale and the same again for me? Thanks.
I'm a chippie ― carpenter. Work all over. Germany, mostly.
Money's good over there, you know. - I've never been to Germany.
I love travelling. I am a traveller ― not a tourist; very much a traveller. Hot countries, though.I need...
sun and heat.
- So, are you American?
No. No.
I am not American.
No, I was born in Australia, and then I spent the first 13 years of my life in Ontario, Canada,
and then we moved to Detroit, Michigan.
When I was 19, I came over here to live with my grandparents in Scotland, and then London.
I wanted to be a ballet dancer, but, um...
it― it didn't work out.
- Why's that? You're a great dancer.
- Ballet's very different. It's, um... It's very disciplined, very technical.
- Oh, right. Well, maybe it just wasn't for you.
You're a bit of a free spirit, aren't ya? I can tell that by the way you were moving.
Last orders!
Ladies and gentlemen, that is last orders.
- Do you wanna come back to mine?
- Sure.
Oh!
Damn thing.
- Looks like the frame's warped. - Is it?
- I'm a carpenter; I told you. - Oh, yeah, that's right; you said.
Come in.
- These all from your travels? - Yeah.
Oh, that's an incense holder. It's in the shape of the Hindu 'Om' sign.
I bought it in a holy Hindu town on the banks of the river Ganges.
I made that.
Yeah, I was in Mexico, walking along the beach, and I found it. It's coral.
Yeah, you see, so, um, yeah, Israel, Sri Lanka. - Mm-hm.
- Um, Honduras, Kenya.
And...
Yeah, Mexico. - That's impressive, that. I've only been to places in Europe.
- Oh, there's some beautiful places in Europe.
- Have you been to Amsterdam? That's the last place I was in.
It's interesting, that city, you know.
Haven't got much furniture, have ya?
- Exactly! I wanna feel that I can leave any time I want.
You know, my wardrobe is a suitcase, and my bed is a sleeping bag.
But, I mean, I like where I live to be nice, though.
I mean, when I moved in here, I painted the whole place myself.
- Oh, yeah? Done a good job there, girl.
- I love colourful things. I bought this rug in Camden Market.
Yeah, it's colourful, that.
- You should sit down. Your tea's getting cold. - Oh, yeah.
- Oh! - Sorry.
- Oh, it's all over my rug. I wanted to keep it nice.
- It's all right. It's only a bit of tea.
Sorry about that.
- You should be more careful. - Pardon?
- You should go. It's late.
- Before I do any more damage?
Well, I'm sorry about your rug.
Do you wanna go out another time? - I won't have time. I'm very busy.
- Sound.
- He seemed nice too ― different.
- Did you get his number? - Doubt he has one. He lives in a squat.
- Maybe you'll see him again at the pub.
- Oh, no, I'd be too embarrassed to talk to him.
Think I might write him a letter. - A letter?
- Yeah, explaining that I didn't mean to be rude, then I could give it to him, and then...
he can decide what he wants to do.
'John, I have been worried that I might have hurt your feelings.'
'You asked me if I would like to meet again, and I said no, because I was too busy.'
'It is true that I am busy. Also, I tend to keep to myself.
'I have no been thinking about meeting anyone, but if you still want to meet, I would like to meet you.'
'Anyway, I just wanted you to know that and that I didn't mean to be rude. Delia.'
Hi, Ma. It's Melissa.
I just called to wish you a happy birthday.
I'm gonna be getting a fax machine some time soon,
so I'll call and be able to leave that number with you anyway.
Have a good time and take care of yourself. Goodbye. Love you.
- That's the last time any of us heard her voice.
I filed a missing person report with you people a year ago and call repeatedly, but...
it's always the same.
Nothing. - With respect, Mr Halstead, because there is nothing.
- Because nobody here gives a damn.
That's Melissa seven years ago.
It's the most recent photograph we have.
She was a model, travelled all over the world, then she went her way, and we lost touch withher.
Melissa was a free spirit.
It's just not like her to vanish without a word.
- This is for you.
- You had me worried for a minute there ―
thought it might have been the cleaning bill for your rug.
- Oh, I-I would never do that. - Wha― I'm joking.
Do you wanna come back to mine this time?
- Uh, might be safer.
- We've got the place to ourselves. The lads I share with are working nights.
Right.
- What's that for?
- Tara, me pet tarantula.
- Hmm. Unusual pet.
- Is it? - It's cheaper than a dog.
- Don't have to walk it.
You're an unconventional person. - Yep. Always going me own way. - Me too.
- Yeah?
- It's made me happy, though.
- What? Being an outsider?
- That's exactly how I feel ― how I felt all my fucking life.
How old are you?
- 34.
Why?
How old are you? - 40.
- No.
Eh?
Mm-hm.
Are you disgusted I'm so old?
- No.
40's not old.
- Delia! Hello. - Hi, Janice. This is John.
- All right? You must be the birthday girl. - Yeah. Come in.
Make yourselves at home. - We've brought you some wine. - Ooh.
- This is gonna be a riot.
噢 莉娅在那 Oh, there's Leah.
迪莉娅 你来了 Delia, you made it.
噢 你应该就是约翰了 我们终于见面了 Oh, and this must be John. Finally!
过得怎么样 莉娅 还行 All right, Leah? Yeah.
很高兴见到你 我也很高兴见到你 Nice to meet you. Yeah, nice to meet you.
这是曼努埃拉 曼努埃拉 这是迪莉娅和约翰 你好 This is Manuela. Manuela, Delia, John, You all right?
哪里有饮料 噢 在那边 Where'd you get the drinks? Oh, through there.
你要喝吗 嗯 Do you want any? Yeah.
她动作可快了 我一转身就发现她和约翰对上眼了 She's a fast worker, this one. Pulled John in a pub the moment I turn my back.
（@校对）我和他哪里有了 不知道你什么意思 I didn't pull him, whatever that means.
别管她 迪丽娅 我爱她 但是她有时就是个淘气鬼 嘿 别背刺我 Ignore her, Delia. I love her, but she's a brat sometimes. Hey! A little loyalty, you.
好 女士们 小吃是串着的薯片和香肠 All right, ladies ― canapes, ie crisps and sausages on a stick.
好 我饿死了 腌过的 还有芝士 又来了一位客人 请拿吧 Yes, I'm starving. Ready salted and some cheese. And we have another punter. There we are.
噢 干杯 谢谢 看来是个素食者 Oh, cheers. Thanks. Oh, clearly a vegetarian.
下次可以给我们一根芹菜 Give us a stick of celery next time.
裙子不错 迪莉娅 That's a fantastic dress, Delia.
看来是个素食者 他看来是个上流蠢货 'Clearly, a vegetarian.' Clearly, a posh twat.
他喜欢你 不 他不喜欢 He fancies you. No, he doesn't.
他喜欢你 我的直觉永远不会错 He does. My antenna are never wrong.
迪莉娅看起来很好 她是女同性恋吗 Leah seems all right. Is she a lesbian?
对 我不知道她是 Yeah. I didn't know that about Leah.
你最好小心点 You better watch yourself.
吸吧 Here.
可以不吸吗 这不是那种派对 Can you not? It's not that kind of party.
为什么不 因为他们是一群老古董 Why? Because they're a bunch of stiffs?
你太在乎别人怎么想了 拿着 You care too much what people think. Here.
天啊 我实在是太想小便了 God, I'm dying for a piss.
你在干什么 What are you doing?
约翰 John.
约翰 别这样做 约翰 John, don't do that. John.
约翰 别这样 John, don't do that.
你好 女士们 All right, ladies?
那里是她家 我们是客人 对你来说没事 约翰 她不是你上司 It's her home. We were her guests. It's all right for you, John; she's not your boss.
哦 等下 好吧 首先 她不是你的老板 你是一名代理护士 Oh, wait, well, first off, she's not your boss; you're an agency nurse.
不 但她是 她是我的上司 其次 你不需要一直对别人这么礼貌 No, no. But she is. She is my boss.And secondly, you don't have to be polite all the fucking time.
你以后有足够的时间循规蹈矩 You've plenty of time to be a boring conformist later.
去他们的 我说 去他们的 Fuck them, I say. Fuck them all.
去他们的 Fuck them all!
操 Fuck.
我不喜欢约翰在我的植物上撒尿 迪莉娅 I didn't appreciate John urinating on my plants, Delia.
第二天早上 庭院闻起来像酒吧厕所 The patio smelt like a pub toilet the morning after.
嗯 对不起 约翰只是 他喝了很多 不是在找借口 Yeah, sorry. John is just― John had a lot to drink, and not that that's any excuse, so...
你不会告诉机构的 不是吗 You're not gonna tell the agency, are you?
不 当然不是 我只是提一下 No, 'course not. I just mention it...
也许你该和约翰谈谈他的举止 好 谢谢你 Maybe just have a word with John about his manners. Yeah, thank you.
你就是受不了我有男朋友 You just can't stand that I've got a boyfriend.
是 迪莉娅 因为他和你太般配了 Yeah, Delia, cos he's such a catch
你喜欢约翰吗 他是你的男朋友 迪莉娅 我的想法重要吗 You like John, don't you? He's your boyfriend, Delia. What's it matter what I think?
约翰说我太在意别人对我的想法 John says I care too much about what people think.
他让你开心吗 他让我感到不那么孤独 Does he or does he not make you happy? He makes me feel less alone.
你难道没意识到这不是与某人在一起的最好理由吗 You do realise that's not the greatest reason in the world to be with someone?
你不喜欢他 就直说 If you don't like him, just say so.
我没这个意思 I'm not saying that.
你好 迪莉娅 你好 威尔逊夫人 Hello, Delia. Hiya. Hello, Mrs Wilson.
迪莉娅 Delia.
你好 我想帮你修下门 Hi. Thought I could fix your door.
噢 你没必要这样 我来拿 Oh, you really don't have to do that. I'll take that.
晚上好 你好 Evening. Hiya.
试试 Try.
拜拜 Bye.
进来吧 Come in.
你愿意搬进来一起住吗 我们得分担账单 Would you like to move in with me? We'd have to share the bills.
我愿意 - Yes.
我会好好照顾你的 I'm gonna take such good care of you.
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就这样 你在那会舒服且暖和的 There you go. You'll be nice and warm there.
看到这些了吗 你用这些喂她 See these? It's what you feed her.
- Mm-hm. Their food's gotta be alive. They're ambush predators, spiders.
They stay still for ages until the prey's forgotten that they're there,
and then rarrr!
- ou didn't flinch. - Saw you comin'.
- Well, do me a favour ― don't forget to feed her while I'm away.
I'm gonna be working in Germany again. Did I...?
- How long for? - About a month.
Sorry, I thought I... - No.
- Oh. - Oh.
- Well, you could come with.
- Oh, I can't. I gotta work.
- Oh well.
I'll miss ya, honey.
A very American thing to say ― 'honey'.
I picked that up from my last girlfriend. She was American.
Do you wanna see a picture of her?
- You drew that? - Yep.
- She looks attractive. - She was a model.
- Oh, she must be very beautiful. - Well, I only go out with beautiful women.
Beautiful and blonde.
- I don't like the word 'woman'; I prefer 'female'. What's her name?
- Melissa.
Welcome to 'Skelmers-hell'.
Come on.
Hurry up. Give us the bag. - Now you offer to take it.
- Wanna look the gent, don't I, for me ma?
- Hello, you two. - Oh, Merry Christmas, Ma. Merry Christmas, Mum.
This is Delia. - Hello, Mrs Sweeney. - Oh, hello, Delia.
- Biscuits for you there from Bavaria.
- Oh! - Is Dad in? - Come on in. He's through there.
Oh, it's so lovely to see you. - And you. Ah, it's lovely to be here.
This turkey's delicious, Ma. - You think so, love? I think I left it in too long. It's dry.
- It's really not, Mrs Sweeney. It's very succulent.
- Delia's just being polite, Mum. - It's tougher than old boots.
So, uh, where was it you went again? - Oberschleissheim. You been?
- It's so picturesque in the snow. And they have a genuine Bavarian Christmas market.
- John says you work as a nurse, Delia. - Mm.
Agency, though.
- Which hospital do you work in? - Oh, St Paul's at the moment, um, Surgical ward.
- What about that, uh, Freddie Mercury fella? Died of AIDS. - Fucking hell. What a conversation.
Eh?
- Couldn't you have worn something... good and clean, you know, for Christmas?
- You joking?
What do you mean? This is me Sunday best.
- Even on the building site, I always wore something good and clean.
Well, that's not very sensible, is it?
- Happy Christmas, one and all.
- Was Freddie Mercury gay? - How can you not know that?
- Oh, I don't have a TV, and I don't read newspapers.
- Delia's American too, Brendan. There's that as well.
- Oh, no, I'm not actually, Mrs Sweeney.
I'm not American or Canadian, but I spent the first 13 years of my life in Ontario, Canada,
and then we moved to Detroit, Michigan. I was born in Australia.
I have an Australian passport and a British one, because of my grandparents.
I have dual nationality, but I don't feel Australian or British or American or Canadian.
I don't really know where I feel I belong. Anyway―
- All right, sweetheart. She didn't ask for your life story.
John says I talk too much.
- From Alfred ― fellow in the flat cap at the bar.
- Oh, who's Alfred? - Some local pisshead.
- They all seem really pleased to see you.
- Yeah, it's cos fuck all ever happens here.
- Oh, I love this song.
Oh!
Oh, I love this one.
John...
will you dance with me?
- Come and dance with me, John.
Come on.
# Will you
# dance? #
Come and dance with me, lover.
- Fucking sit down. Everyone's lookin' at ya.
- # She's a good girl.
# And we love her.
# Yeah, she's a good girl.
# And we love her. #
- Hi. It's the dancer. Love the get-up, love.
Girl's never too old to be a hippie. Are you and John Sweeney an item, then?
- He's my boyfriend. - Hmm. Hope you have better luck than his wife.
- 1979 ― I was 18.
- How long were you married? - I don't know. About five years, though it felt a lot fucking longer.
- Five years? Do you have children?
- Two. - Well, why didn't you tell me? - Didn't occur to me.
- What? No, I've never wanted to be with a man who has children with someone else.
- That's a bit unrealistic at your age, isn't it?
- What the hell does that mean? - Well, you're no spring chicken.
Any bloke you end up with is gonna have baggage.
- Why are you being so horrible? - Delia, do you wanna break up with me?
- No, no! I just― I don't want to be lied to.
- Will you stop being a fucking nag?
- What's going on? - I'm sick of sleeping on the floor.
- No! I-I... don't want a bed.
I told you I don't want any big furniture.
- Don't be so ungrateful.
Delia!
Delia.
Come on.
Get your kit off.
We need to break this in.
John.
- John!
- Did you have a bad dream last night?
Oh, I never remember my dreams. Why?
- I woke up, and you were strangling me.
You were asleep, and you were saying stuff.
- Why? What was I saying?
- Nothing much.
- I'm sorry. That must have been, uh― That must have been scary for you.
- Yeah, it was.
- Delia. You're back.
Are you all right?
- Uh...
Oh...
- He never tells me how long he's going to be away or when he's going to be back.
He treats my flat like a doss-house.
- Have you told him you're not happy about that?
- Yeah, of course. I've told him more than once I want him to move out.
- And? - Oh, he...
He says he will, but then he never does.
- That's not right. It's your home. - I know that.
- Are you scared of him? - No.
I don't know. A little bit.
He has a very bad temper.
- Is he violent?
- Oh, he does say mean things.
Sometimes he looks at me like he hates me.
- I've made some really bad boyfriend choices in the past, especially the last one.
Patrick. He was a violent, controlling arsehole.
Is that why you became a lesbian?
- I thought that you and Manuela were... - We are. She's my girlfriend.
- Right. I'm― I could never go with a female. - Never say never.
- No, I mean it. I could not. - OK.
OK, I believe you.
- I mean, he was violent once, John, in a way. Um...
- What do you mean? - He tried to strangle me in his sleep. He was having a bad dream.
- Delia. You need to finish with him.
- But how can I if he won't leave?
- He's in Germany now, yeah? - Uh-huh.
- And I take it he's got his own keys. - Yeah.
- Change the locks on him.
- Good day at the office?
Hope you like chilli con carne.
Oh, I've got a present for you.
It's a pincushion.
That means 'I love you'. - I know what it means.
Come here.
Mm. - No.
- Mm. - No. John, no.
- Have you been drinkin'? - Yeah, I had a couple of wines with Leah at Westminster.
- Why? Is she trying to get into your knickers? - No, just friends.
- Pff. You haven't got any friends. - And you don't love me, and I don't want a pincushion.
- Fucking hell. What a spiteful thing to do.
- I want you to move out.
- This again? - You use me, you're rude to me, and you don't respect me.
- Respect? Has that dyke been putting ideas into your head?
- This has nothing to do with her. I don't want to go out with you any more.
- Have you eaten?
You're probably hungry. Is that it?
Look, let's...
let's have our dinner,
and, all right, if you still feel the same way afterwards, then, fine, I'll fuck off. Yeah?
- I've eaten, so...
you can go now. Please.
- One last thing. - No. No 'one last thing's, John.
- Let me draw you.
Just so I've got something to remember you by. Eh?
Now, sit there.
Come on.
Take your coat off.
Sit down.
Smile, Delia. Smile.
- What happened between you and Melissa?
- Why do you ask me that?
- Well, you still love her.
Did she finish with you?
- That's how I see you.
- Oh, get out.
Get out of my house.
- It's not your house! It's a council house, you fucking idiot. Get out!
Get out! Get out!
Go away!
Going for a drink. Don't wait up.
Why are you going through my things? That's private.
That's―
You wanna know what happened with me and Melissa?
I killed her in Amsterdam. I chopped her up, and I put her in a fucking canal.
Delia not in yet? No.
Hello. I'm― Sorry, sir. Bear with me a sec.
- # Long white flowers
# rest in water.
# Won't you take them away?
# Won't you take me away? #