♪ Now you have grown, now you have shown

♪ Oh, Eileen

♪ Said, come on, Eileen

♪ I need to-loo-rye-ay

♪ Come on, I need to-loo-rye-ay

♪ Now I must say, more than ever

♪ Things round here have changed, I said

♪ Too-ra, loo-ra, too-ra, loo-rye-ay

♪..verge on dirty

♪ Ah, come on, Eileen

What are you doing playing army on Sunday morning? You're missing Grange Hill.

The TA is no game, Tim.

It isn't the TA, Mike, it's the Rough Ramblers.

You're a civilian, you don't understand. You're thinking "It's Sunday, I'd rather be in bed."

And you're thinking "It's Sunday, I'd rather be in Apocalypse Now."

That's easy for you to say. What are you doing later on?

- It's classified. - Why don't you come round? I'm bored.

I can't - combat canoeing.

I'm learning to Eskimo roll with a two-stone rucksack on my back, holding a loaded rifle.

They don't have rifles in the Rough Ramblers, Mike.

- Hand grenades? - No.

- Anthrax? - Mike!

Listen, Tim, gotta go. Looks like we're moving out. Roger Bravo Tango Alpha.

Come on, Mike.

- Yay! Danny Kendall's about to die.

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You're right, that is better than when Jeremy went into the swimming pool

to retrieve Fay's necklace and suffered a brain embolism.

Bronson's got to pay.

Bronson's got to pay!

Tim, Bronson's got to pay. He's got a toupee.

Can I bring the bike in? Your landlady's got the look of a bike thief about her.

What, ageing female divorcee? What's she gonna do, sell it to buy Jacob's Creek?

Don't get sarky, that bike's my living. Not like you pretending to be a struggling cartoonist,

poncing off the state while decent taxpayers like me fund your drink problem.

I wouldn't mind so much, but you seem to be having such a shit time.

Anyway, I was just coming back from a club, right, passed your gaff and I remembered -

you owe me 20 quid.

Daisy, this is Tyres, he bikes my drawings round for me.

Tyres! Yeah, Tim told me he had more than one friend,

I didn't believe him, but here you are - it's The Village Of The Damned!

- Are youse two...? - What, hand? I don't...

- Are youse two an item?

No! No.That's... No. Well...

No, Daisy's not like that. That's funny, that's actually funny.

- No, we're just mates, aren't we? Chums. - Get off me!

Oh, I see, youse are er... "friends".

- Yeah. - Yeah.

Did you want a cup of tea, Tyres?

I couldn't eat a thing, my stomach's like a walnut.

- Can't you even have tea? - No, no solids.

- Something orange? - Er, water?

Water? OK.

- Hello? What, already?

All right. I'll see you later.

- Who was that? - It was Mike.

He just nearly drowned doing an Eskimo roll. He put too many pebbles in his rucksack.

Last time I seen Mike he was on Crimewatch.

No, that was a case of mistaken identity. Police had his house surrounded last week.

- No, this was about two months ago. - Oh, yeah, that was him.

What did you do last night?

Last night? Last night was A1, tip-top, clubbing jam fair.

It was a sandwich of fun on ecstasy bread, wrapped up in a bag like disco fudge.

Doesn't get much better than that. I just wish I could control these fucking mood swings!

So what did youse two friends do last night?

Oh, we just stayed in, didn't we? Had a laugh, played Scrabble.

Six. Seven. Six.

Live, or live.

Shazam. It is a word. It is a word. I've got a pile of comics this big.

- Captain Marvel says it. - It's a nonsense invented word.

You're only doing that so you can use Z. Take it off, it's not a word.

Pro V. Pantene Pro V.

You can't have Pantene Pro V!

It's the ingredient in the shampoo that makes the hair silky and smooth!

It's a word they made up to make shampoo sound important!

You're so naive. I cannot believe...

It probably isn't a word!

Fuck!

- What? - The last four letters you threw spelt "fuck".

Oh. What do you think that means?

I see. So you skipped the sex part and went straight to the Scrabble.

I can't get my head round this platonic inter-gender relationship malarkey.

It just doesn't seem right.

Don't get me wrong, I don't mind having a chinwag with a honey,

but I just like to do it after waggling her chin, you know what I mean?

- Yeah. - You like to waggle your willie on her chin?

Don't come your post-feminist, art-school bollocks with me, sunflower,

if that's your real frigging name, all right?

- I work for a living. What do you do? - I write, actually.

Oh, do you? In other words, you're on the dole.

So anyway, are youse two friends coming out with me tonight or what?

- No money. - I'll lend you the money.

- I already owe you 20 quid. - Do you?

No.

- Oh, look, there's Madonna. - Where?

- So we'll see you later, then, yeah? - Cool, right.

OK, I'm going off for a shower, a shit and a shave. I'll be back for youse about eleven.

Pack your party bags, people, cos tonight is gonna be a large one, all right?

Be lucky! Oi-oi!

- What was all that about Madonna? - Tyres has got a really short attention span.

I remember once... Oh, look, wrestling.

- Get the stick, get the stick! - Come on.

- Aargh! - Sorry, mate.

- Bastard! - Sorry. God.

I haven't been to a club in ages. I think we should ask Brian to come.

I don't really see Brian throwing shapes in the church of dance, do you?

Well, he might if we ask Twist to come.

- Brian and Twist? - Yeah! Get with the programme!

- Although Tyres'll think we're double-dating. - Urgh.

He was funny, wasn't he?

What did you mean when you said "Daisy's not like that"?

- I never said that. - You did.

He said "Are you two...?" and you said "No, Daisy's not like that."

- I just wondered what you meant. - I just meant... I meant you're not like that.

I don't see you in that way.

- What am I? Chopped liver? - I wish!

You're too hung up on your ex-girlfriend to even notice the existence of another woman.

Who said that?!

No, I'm serious. I'm serious, I think you've got a big problem.

Shut up! You don't know anything about my problems!

Yes, I do. Half a bottle of Galliano and that's all you talk about.

- Bloody Galliano. - No, it's an obsession, Tim, it's unhealthy.

I heard you call her name out in your sleep the other night.

How did you know I was asleep?

Why would you call her name out if you were awake?

All I'm saying is I think you've got a V big problem with your ex-G-friend.

Just back off, will you? What do you care about what I do, anyway?

All right! I was just making an observation.

Yeah, well, don't, all right? You don't know what you're talking about.

- Sorry! - It's all right.

You gonna ask Brian if he wants to come out?

Yes!

- Are you gonna sulk all day? - No!

Can't come out.

We're going to a club later. Do you want to come?

- I don't go to clubs. - What do you mean, you don't go to clubs?

I'm working, Tim. Working. Do you understand?

No, sorry. Got me there.

Trying to... avoid...

clichés

by not actually placing my brush on the canvas.

Wow. Right.

- I'm using my penis. - Finally!

Do you want to see?

No, I'm just about to have my tea. Why don't you come out? It'll be good for you.

No, it won't.

- Twist'll be there.

Will she?

Can't.

Huge.

- It's a no. - Shh!

Money, money, that's all you care about.

- What do you know about what I care about? - More than you think, young lady!

Leave me alone!

Oh, I feel for Amber.

I feel for Amber.

♪ Why you gotta play that song so loud?

♪ Because we want to, because we want to

- That'll be Marsha.

No!

- Hi, Marsha. - Hello.

Sorry about the noise. Periods, you know.

- Her dad left. - I thought he left when she was two.

Yeah, yeah. She is milking it slightly.

- So do you want a tea? - No, no, I won't intrude.

Yeah, all right, then, I'll have a small one.

One small tea.

It's difficult, isn't it? Me and my mum used to row all the time.

I'll worry about you if you stay out later than ten.

- Try to think about my feelings. - Oh, all right.

- Bye, Mum. Love you. - Bye, dumpling. Love you too.

Oh, yeah! She used to go ballistic.

She'd say "You're not going out" and I'd say "Yes, I am."

It was a nightmare. She was just so unreasonable.

- For God's sake, she was worried about you. - No, she wasn't.

She was scared to face a life without me so she tried to stop me from growing.

That is so self-obsessed, as if everything revolved around you.

She probably looked forward to you going but wanted to show she cared about you.

If she'd wanted to do that, she could have bought me that pony.

That's what it boils down to with you - money, money, money. It's all you care about.

- What do you know about what I care about? - More than you think, young lady.

Oh, leave me alone!

You got any biscuits?

How is she?

The fibreglass on the outer casing was severely damaged in the incident.

- What happened? - Showing off, Tim.

I had fifteen rocks in my rucksack instead of the regulation five.

I knew something was wrong when I got her in the water. She was sitting so low.

So low.

But I didn't stop, Tim. Fifteen rocks in my rucksack and everyone knew it.

So what happened when you rolled?

I lost control of the vessel two feet from the shore.

As I struggled to right her, I banged into the jetty,

damaging the canoe's carcass.

The ramble leader had to dive in and rescue me from beneath the canoe.

So it wasn't so much an Eskimo roll,

it was more a case of rolling right Inuit!

Inuit's another word for Eskimo.

I've been thrown out, Tim. The Rough Ramblers don't want me any more.

Come on, come on. Come on.

I've gotta face it, Tim. I'm not the big man, not the leader.

No-one's ever gonna look up to me. I feel like a failure.

You're not a failure, Mike, you're not.

You're too good for them. They're not ready for you.

You're a renegade, you're a soldier of fortune.

- Yeah, like the A-Team. - Yeah, you're like Mr T but white and hairy.

- I am, aren't I? - I feel sorry for anybody who says you're not.

- I pity the fool. - I pity the fool.

- "I ain't going on no plane, sucker." - Stop that.

- I'll never be in the real army, though, will I? - No.

- Cos of what happened.

I know, Mike, and I'm sorry, but this was a long time ago.

I haven't let you down since, have I?

No.

- And I never will. - I know.

Come 'ere, you big twat.

- Ahem! Excuse me. - Just a second.

OK.

Mike!

- Cheap Dutch lager for the lady? - No, thanks.

- Oh, thanks - I'm on a special diet. I have to eat like a bird.

What, like this?

- Where's Brian? - Yeah, Tim, where's Brian?

- Up his own arse. - You don't like him?

I do like him, I'm just not sure why.

How are you, Mike?

- Yep. - That's a well-fitted body warmer, Mike.

It's a life jacket.

- Have you been yachting? - I've been all-terrain rambling.

Kind of off-road rambling. Comes in all forms of outdoor pursuits -