[ Suspenseful music plays ] [ Footsteps ] [ Camera shutter clicks ] [ Camera shutter clicking ] [ Breathing heavily ] [ Camera shutter clicks, panting ] [ Sirens wailing ] [ Slow music plays ] ♪ Young and free ♪ ♪ Wild and tame ♪ ♪ Running through the wind and rain ♪ -♪ Life seemed a game ♪ -[ Mary crying ] ♪ That just went on ♪ -♪ The years with you ♪ -Get a move on.
♪ Have long since gone ♪ ♪ Time goes by ♪ ♪ Won't stand still ♪ ♪ Never has ♪ ♪ It never will ♪ ♪ You've love and laughed ♪ ♪ And had your fun ♪ ♪ The years of youth ♪ ♪ Have long since gone ♪ [ Gate door opens ] I don't think anyone would want what I have.
I know I don't.
You're starting to get me down now.
It's because we're all millionaires.
AHMED: Are we?
No one told me.
PETUNIA: Turns out we are.
Not real millionaires then.
PETUNIA: Well, you wouldn't find a doctor down here before.
-Or a banker.
-AHMED: I see.
Albert was a solicitor's clerk.
That is £12.80, mate.
PETUNIA: And then the immigrants started coming.
West Indians first, then Indians like yourself.
Beg your pardon.
Albert didn't much like change, I'm afraid.
He was old-fashioned, perhaps.
That is £7.21.
It wasn't just the immigrants.
He didn't much care for speed bumps either.
Dead set against loft conversions.
-You know it took him a year to agree to roller blinds.
If he knew what was happening now.
Digging down into their basements.
He wouldn't like that.
He might like the prices the houses fetch.
Can you shelve those peas before you go?
Oh, sorry, brother.
I've got an economics tutorial at 11:00.
Isn't this economics?
Have you put on weight since yesterday?
And that's your considered reply?
[ Chuckles ] Do you agree with me, Rohinka?
Ahmed is looking like a man with one chin too many?
I wouldn't know.
Fatima, get a move on.
What are you doing to my stock?
Be careful what you feed him, Rohinka.
He's turning into another ghee-fattened South Asian.
My duty as a Muslim.
How do you know that isn't how I like him?
AHMED: Get a shave and stop being -- Give me that.
Stop being such a prick.
You need to have a word with Usman.
We don't want him volunteering for Syria or something.
Usman isn't going anywhere.
He gets vertigo going north of the river.
-[ Chuckles ] -What does this mean?
It doesn't mean anything, like most of the stuff that comes through the letter box.
Are you all right getting up, Mrs. Howe?
You stay there for as long as you like.
Oh, it's just a little wobble.
I'm right as rain now, thank you.
-[ Objects clattering ] -Oh!
[ Indistinct conversation ] Where the builders' scaffolding was.
I'm just after that.
Yes, Mrs. Yount.
Never a problem for you.
I'll be right there.
Just move the 9:30 to 10:00 and the 10:00 till after lunch.
It's only the French.
BOGDAN: Lovely day, boys.
Good morning, Pilar.
Now where do you stand vis-à-vis cedarwood cladding, hmm?
MICKEY: Oh, you are joking, aren't you?
Ah, you people make me sick!
[ Scoffs ] [ Vehicle door closes, engine starts ] -[ Sighing ] -Get your feet up now, eh?
PETUNIA: It's a relief to get home.
ARABELLA: It's odd, isn't it?
BOGDAN: "We want what you have."
An estate agent, I think.
I buy new -- everything top spec.
You know me, Mrs. Yount, my personal guarantee.
I could probably throw in the wiring and the downlighters for that.
And we do half cash, half through the books.
It's not that I don't like the wet room you installed.
It's just that... well, we never use it.
It's your home.
It has to be just right.
Do you want to talk about it with your husband?
Roger's got other things on his mind.
[ Train rattling ] [ Woman speaking indistinctly on P.A. ]
[ Sirens wailing ] MARK: We had 600 to trade on Monday.
-[ Telephone receiver clicks ] We're seeing some strange patterns in the VIX.
The levels of volatility, when we crunch down, are not correlated with the underlying movement of our assets.
So it's beginning to look like we're moving away from anything we can simulate using historically based algorithms.
Thank you, Mark.
Yes, I think that pretty much covers all the bases.
No need to overelaborate on the terminology.
We all know you're a clever young man.
Thank you, Mark.
[ Clears throat ] Good.
Yes, he's shaping up, Mark.
He's, um... a bit rough 'round the edges, but he'll get there.
They're a good lot.
Work hard, play hard.
And not just at this time of year.
Bonus season 'round the corner.
Figures are looking pretty good.
£75 million on a £625 million turnover.
Not so dusty in the current climate.
As I said, they're looking pretty good.
[ Yawning ] Whew!
[ Mouse clicks ] [ Breathes deeply ] [ Beep ] MAN ON P.A.
: Mr. Barry Cultaire.
MAN #2: I know.
Lost the keys, yeah.
No, all over the taxi.
Becks, no, no, she didn't come out.
No, she's still got that problem, ain't she?
That problem with James.
No, they're not seeing each other anymore.
MAN #1 ON P.A.
: Mrs. Petunia Howe, please.
MAN #2: I'll give you a call -- tomorrow.
MAN #1 ON P.A.
: Mrs. Petunia Howe, please.
MAN #2: We're not doing that.
I'm just going to listen to your heart, if that's okay.
No need for that.
[ Clears throat ] [ Machine whirring ] WOMAN ON P.A.
: The next station is Clapham Common.
WOMAN ON P.A.
: Ladies and gentlemen, this is your service update.
There is a good service on all lines.
-[ Cash register beeping ] -SHAHID: That's £5.10.
ROGER: Don't you ever sleep?
Eight hours a night, sir.
The sleep of the just.
-Hey, how you doing?
[ Conversing in Polish ] -Oh!
What are you doing here?
[ Chuckles ] You all right?
[ Both chuckle ] Oh.
These look dear.
Where did you get the money to buy these?
This is my favorite room in the whole world.
Retro doesn't even begin to cover it.
Well, you know your mum has organized this home delivery over the Internet now.
Even take the bags away.
You can get anything over the Internet now, Gran -- flats, cars, lovers.
[ Chuckles ] I think I'll just stick to Tesco's home delivery for now.
[ Chuckles ] I wonder why Mum didn't get your sense of humor.
Takes after her dad, I'm afraid.
[ Chuckles ] -Hold up.
-[ Chuckles ] GRAHAM: I'll have them open in no time.
What are these, Gran?
Oh, somebody trying to sell me something.
-Do you mind if I borrow them?
-No, of course I don't.
Got those chocolates open yet?
ARABELLA: Supper in 20 minutes.
You just have time to read Conrad a story.
Can't he read himself yet?
How much are we paying that prep?
-What's that supposed to be?
-CONRAD: A spaceship.
Does that taste young to you?
He spent all afternoon on that painting.
That's even more worrying.
I don't suppose you remembered to pick up the pomegranate molasses, did you?
Tell you what.
This is a better idea.
This is someone who knows what they're doing.
[ CD player clicks ] MAN: The mole had been working very hard all morning, spring-cleaning his little home.
-First with brooms.
-Then on ladders... -Much better than me.
...with a brush and a pail of whitewash.
...and his aching back and weary arms.
Spring was moving in the air above and in the earth all around him, penetrating even his dark and lonely little house.
[ Camera shutter clicking ] [ Camera shutter clicking ] [ Camera shutter clicks ] [ Camera shutter clicking ] ARABELLA: "The figures look pretty good."
Is that all that Lothar said?
You're forgetting one pertinent fact -- He's German.
Masters of understatement.
A German saying, "The figures look good" is an Englishman saying, "£1 million bonus."
ARABELLA: Well, at least we'll have something to pay Bogdan with.
While he's doing the bathroom, I thought he could do Conrad's room at the same time.
Perhaps when we're away in the summer, he can give this place the once-over.
Perhaps you should get Pinker Lloyd to pay Bogdan my bonus direct.
He must be worth more than both of us.
What is that supposed to mean?
I think you'd be surprised how little £1 million actually covers these days.
Conrad's school fees, the nannies, your car, my car, family car, tax, pensions, your frock money.
The extension on the weekend house.
The wet room.
Gardeners for both houses.
Name one of those things that isn't absolutely essential.
No, I know.
Sometimes feels as if my bonus has already been spent before I've trousered it.
I'm no feminist, Roger, but a lecture on thrift does not constitute foreplay -- ever.
[ Sighs ] It's very disappointing.
[ Camera shutter clicks ] [ Camera shutter clicking ] [ Sirens wailing in distance ] [ Cellphone whistles ] [ Camera shutter clicks ] -Evening, sir.
-All right, Mashinko?
And why are they taking pictures of Mummy?
I don't know.
[ Clears throat ] Have you done those, uh -- those papers?
The paper boys will be here in a minute.
Yeah, I'd like to report an offense.
I'm not sure what the offense is just yet, but perhaps if you could send an officer around who could tell me.
[ Indistinct conversations, child crying in distance ] [ Indistinct shouting in distance ] [ Men conversing in native language, loud music plays ] [ Child crying ] [ Both laugh ] GREAVES: It's all politics, I'm afraid.
The government are sticking to their 2010 policy of forced repatriations and reviewing the refugee status of most Zimbabweans.
Am I in the most?
I'm afraid you won't know until you get a letter.
If I return, I will be killed.
Perhaps you'll be lucky.
Perhaps I will only be raped.
What I meant was... if you haven't received a letter by now, it may not happen.
Civil-service cuts might work in your favor.
I know what you meant.
You do know you're not legally permitted to work, don't you?
I am aware of that.
[ Door closes ] ROHINKA: We wouldn't bother you with this normally, but it's the taking of photographs without us knowing.
With the children and so on, we do worry.
You have every right to call us.
We called you three weeks ago.
Unless a crime has actually been committed... Have you spoken to Mrs. Howe?
The elderly lady at number 84?
She gets them, too.
We have had calls from some of your other neighbors, yes.
-That's why I'm here now.
-Because white people have complained?
I can assure you this will be taken very seriously at the highest level.
I do have a copy of our diversity mission statement -if you... -Cheers.
-Have we been robbed?
The postcard thing.
You could file it under "Islamophobia" and forget all about it.
-No, no, no, no.
Perfectly valid line of inquiry.
This could constitute harassment, trespass.
Antisocial behavior even.
May I take those?
There will be more.
MILL: Uh, why do you say that?
If it's a viral ad campaign, then they aren't gonna stop till they reveal the punch line, are they?
And if it's a wind-up, then they'll take it further.
It'll get worse.
I'm sorry about Shahid.
He is a student.
This is the third degree he's started.
He hasn't finished any, but he likes to start.
Well, he's probably right.
About the escalation, I mean.
That's what I'm worried about.
Do you have any idea why anybody would send these postcards to you and your neighbors?
It's the mansion tax written by a hooligan.
The rich are an easy target.
That, and the fact the police have to spend more time on political-correctness courses and not enough time catching criminals.
Well, it's a theory, I suppose.
We have a weekend house in the Cotswolds, and we have to pay someone to keep an eye on that.
I do worry the same thing might be happening in London.
I do realize the plights of the middle classes are hardly your priority these days.
[ Indistinct conversations ] ¿Cómo estás, Pilar?
Don't you dare!
[ Mickey shouting indistinctly ] CANSECA: We did the scan in order to eliminate the possibility of a brain tumor.
But unfortunately... you have a large tumor.
And it has grown surprisingly quickly for someone your age.
I've got cancer.
CANSECA: Not strictly.
Brain tumor is not a form of cancer, but you have a tumor, and I'm sorry to say that there is evidence that it is growing.
So I'm dying.
Is that what you're telling me?
We could, perhaps, treat the tumor with chemotherapy.
-Thank you, but no.
-CANSECA: You, uh... You don't have to decide here and now.
I have decided.
And it's no.
MARY: I speak to her every week.
I check on her online delivery.
She sounds absolutely fine.
Of course she's gonna say she's all right on the phone, isn't she?
If there was anything seriously wrong, I'd know.
What's that -- a psychic thing?
'Cause you're such a close mother and daughter?
I realize that parents are always a disappointment to their children, Graham.
Just go and see her for yourself.
Easier said than done.
Two hours there.
Two hours back.
I work full time.
I've told her she should move closer to us.
I could do more for her then.
Be nicer for her, too.
She likes it where she is.
Where she doesn't know anybody anymore?
Where she's got no support?
[ Scoffs ] Let's hope I'm a bit kinder when it's your turn to be old.
Do you know what, Graham?
I can't remember the last kind thing you said or did for me.
[ Sighs ] -[ Coins clink ] -Just go and see her.
[ Door opens ] [ Man chanting in Arabic ] [ Chanting continues ] TOGETHER: Ameen.
MAN: Allahu Akbar.
MAN: Allahu Akbar.
SHAHID: [ Laughs ] What a terrible thing to happen to such a devout young man.
It was your bike.
Insha'Allah, it will turn up.
SHAHID: Don't start, Mr. Devout.
It's bad enough watching you showboating in there.
Don't try it out here, too.
-What do you mean?
-You pray from the outside.
Don't think I haven't noticed, 'cause I have.
[ Gasps ] Shahid Kamal?
It's me, Iqbal Rashid.
Yeah, of course.
-What are you doing here?
-Looking for you, my brother.
[ Laughing ] Looking for you.
My friend let me down.
If it were not for that, I would not be having -to turn to you.
Brothers shouldn't treat each other like that.
And we are brothers, aren't we?
You know, I often think of our days fighting imperialism.
SHAHID: I'll show you where stuff is, how to set up the sofa bed and all that.
Man, I am grateful.
[ Breathes deeply ] I feel all appropriate gratitude.
There's a match on Sky in 20 minutes, -so you might want to get... -I don't follow kafir sport.
[ Chuckles ] A lot of Muslim brothers playing these days.
I remember now you can be quite glib at times.
It isn't a good quality.
We're gonna have to work on that.
It took me about 30 seconds to recognize him.
By then, it was too late to make an excuse.
Well, why has he turned up now?
Maybe he needs a free spirit in his life.
Or maybe a lazy half-wit.
-MAN: That's for you.
CONRAD: I want to go back and get him.
ARABELLA: One morning without Buzz Lightyear is not the end of the world.
ROGER: The Upper Richmond Road's gonna be murder by now.
[ Grunts ] BOTH: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20!
Ready or not!
[ Lock engages ] -ARABELLA: Where's Daddy?
Where's Daddy, Conrad?
Where is he?
Where are you?
ARABELLA: Come on, little man.
Let's see if we can find him in here.
[ Keyboard clacking ] [ Computer beeps ] [ Keyboard clacking ] [ Computer beeps ] Daddy!
Where are you?
-[ Crying ] Roger!
[ Keyboard clacks ] Bingo.
[ Mouse clicks ] ARABELLA: Roger!!
-[ Crying ] Please, Roger!
[ Joshua crying ] CONRAD: Daddy!
Where are you?!
ARABELLA: This has really gone beyond a joke, Rog!
Where are you?!
[ Children shouting playfully ] ARABELLA: Both the boys are traumatized.
-That was very mean.
That's what men say when they've been very mean.
No, I'm serious.
They need a bit more rough-and-tumble.
More falling out of trees.
I could take them fishing.
Whatever kayaking is.
"Swallows and Amazons" is a fiction, Roger, not a parenting guide.
Maybe we should spend the summer in Minchinhampton.
Really embrace nature.
There is no greater fan of the Cotswolds than I, but spending our summer holidays in our country house -- Doesn't that strike you as a bit dowdy?
I could have a different life.
We all could.
In the country.
And do what, exactly?
I don't know.
ARABELLA: It's moving.
-The queue -- It's moving.
[ Knock on door ] KWAME: Come.
You look beautiful.
Did you dress up for me?
[ Paper rustling ] £300 this week.
Somebody has been busy.
-I worked overtime.
-You work too hard, Quentina.
You need to enjoy life more.
£200 just for you.
KWAME: I've had to increase my commission, I'm afraid.
If you don't like it, you can have it paid into your own bank account.
-You know I cannot.
Which is why I'm happy to take this risk for you.
So...£200 it is.
[ Sighs ] Perhaps a little kiss by way of thanks?
Have a lovely day... "Kwama Lyons."
-[ Chuckles ] -♪ And gladly take ♪ ♪ My station there ♪ ♪ And wait for thee ♪ ♪ Sweet hour of prayer ♪ ♪ Sweet hour of prayer ♪ ♪ Sweet hour of prayer ♪ ♪ Thy wings shall my petition bear ♪ ♪ To him whose truth ♪ ♪ And faithfulness ♪ ♪ Engage the waiting soul to bless ♪ ♪ And since he bids me seek his face ♪ [ Singing fades ] I just wanted to say that was really beautiful -- your singing.
[ Laughs ] Uh, thank you.
-Thank you, Quentina.
I am Mashinko.
I look forward to singing with you again.
[ Chuckles ] -[ Laughter ] -[ Both laughing ] [ Applause ] [ Beep ] [ Video-game gunshots ] [ Sighs ] [ Video-game gunshots ] Aah!
What are you doing?
It's 3:00 in the morning.
I hope you don't mind me using your laptop.
[ Sighs ] No.
I suppose not.
But if it's porn, then delete the history after you're done.
[ Whirring ] ARABELLA: I can't say I understand this grooming ritual of yours.
But much like Islam and Pilates, -I've come to respect it.
-[ Chuckles ] I was thinking.
There's no reason why this bonus might not be closer to £2 million than £1 million... ...given what we've achieved in the current climate.
Managed to steer the ship past the treacherous recession and banker bashing, LIBOR, misselling.
Don't forget your lucky boxer shorts.
[ Smooches ] -[ Slap ] -[ Laughs ] Lothar.
Arabella, Conrad, and, um... Joshua.
Fit as fleas.
You know what they're like.
Good year for the department.
The figures speak for themselves.
We are confident that your department's performance is in the top quartile of the sector.
Your personal evaluations are strong.
The compensation committee is of the view that your performance overall is strong.
There is, of course, a context for all this.
It is not just the wider problems in the industry.
There's also the difficulty we've been having with our Swiss subsidiary.
Goes beyond routine volatility as a genuine loss.
[ Grunts ] [ Door slams open ] [ Vomiting, coughing ] 30 grand.
But... ...uh, mm, what is...
This is -- is... fundamentally not fair.
[ Gasping ] When I think of what I've done.
What I have made for the...
It's not a question of greed.
Well, I'll -- I'll need a proper bonus, Lothar.
I need the money.
You can't do this.
This isn't how it works.
What use is 30 grand?
What use is 30 grand to anybody?!
[ Door opens, closes ] Well?
-[ Slurred ] Well, what?
Or do you want me to guess?
It's been put off till after Christmas.
The banks are worried about bad publicity at this time of year.
Well, January isn't that far away.
I'm sure we'll struggle through.
Pilar's leaving us at Christmas, isn't she?
And I expect some help.
I'm sure once you get used to your own children, you'll get on like a house on fire.
I called the police again today about those postcards.
Are they busy at Christmas?
Perhaps they could help out with the children.
I'm going to leave you alone with your sarcasm.
ROGER: Anything else happen today?
Chip a nail in Pilates?
Drop your credit card in Waitrose?
Remember your children's names?
Just piss off, Roger!
ROGER: [ Chuckles ] [ Door opens ] [ Door slams ] [ "Good Christian Men, Rejoice" plays ] Um, you don't by any chance have any fresh coriander?
Uh...not in the shop, no.
but hang on a moment.
Can we spare some coriander for a customer?!
Oh, that really is very kind of you.
No trouble, really.
Are you getting these, too?
Yeah, every day now.
Everyone in the road.
It's horrible, isn't it?
It's like living under siege.
-Where do you live?
Where are you getting these cards?
-[ Door opens ] -This road.
I live on this road.
-How much do I owe you?
-Oh, it's no trouble, really.
AHMED: "It's like being under siege."
That's what the lady said.
Maybe she should try being in Pakistan when the drones come calling.
AHMED: Like you know what that's like.
You've only seen the fireworks over Battersea Bridge.
I'm just saying.
White people have no idea.
-A few postcards?
-It's more than postcards.
It's a website now.
I'm still here.
Your only mother.
SHAHID: Good night, Ammi.
Shahid, how is your medical degree progressing?
You know I'm not doing a medical degree.
In which case, nobody is going to die if you come to Pakistan to visit your ailing mother.
[ Chuckles ] Yeah, you are not ailing.
How do you know?
I thought you weren't doing a medical degree.
-[ Chuckles ] -I saw that, Usman.
Shahid has always been a good-for-nothing nikamma.
I expect better from you.
And, Ahmed... have you put on weight again?
Or is something wrong with my computer screen?
[ Both chuckle ] -AHMED: Good night, Ammi.
-SHAHID: Good night, Ammi.
Would I like to let her loose on Iqbal.
What's wrong with Iqbal?
He's so boring, he can cause a fundamental disruption in the space-time continuum.
He's a one-man walking injustice.
And he stinks, so he's cramping my style.
-What style is that?
-Here speaks the fashion god.
-[ Laughs ] -He takes things more seriously than you do, that's all.
It doesn't seem to me such a bad characteristic.
Get a shave.
Maybe what really bugs you is that he reminds you that you have sold out... that you passively accept the state of injustice and oppression.
AHMED: You're a child.
You don't have any real opinions.
You just strike at attitudes to try and create an effect.
It would be a boring enough habit in a 13-year-old boy but in a young man like yourself, it's pathetic.
Anything for a quiet life, eh, Ahmed?
As long as there's enough food on your plate, -why care about anything else?
If you cared or looked after anything in your life, maybe you might know the responsibility of providing food!
[ Clears throat ] Daddy.
You promised sweeties.
He's in trouble now.
[ Knock on door ] Hello?
-[ Kettle whistling ] -Who is it?
Detective Inspector Mill.
I'm here about the postcards.
So, who's the artist?
PETUNIA: Oh, those.
It's my grandson, Graham.
He was very good at school.
Even went to college for a bit.
I do worry about him.
There's no money in it.
I wanted to talk to you about these nuisance postcards.
I gave them to Graham.
He was quite taken with them.
Your neighbors reported odd noises at night.
Well, I wander around here at all hours.
Perhaps it's me they're hearing.
The grandson you mentioned -- Does he live nearby?
Do you have any other family close?
Keep an eye on you, if you need it?
I have a daughter who lives near Colchester, and Mr. Ahmed at the corner shop is very considerate.
No, what I was meaning was -- I know what you were meaning, but no.
And I don't mind.
I've got other things to worry about.
That's none of your business.
There is one thing, though.
I mean, the postcards are one thing, but the DVD nearly took my letter box off.
I don't even have anything to play it on.
-It arrived this morning.
I thought that's why you called.