Open that.
Open it yourself.
Open it, or I'll break it over your head! Is this a wind-up? Open it!
There. Satisfied?
Wasn't hard, was it? No. Now, will you please leave us alone?
My mum can't do that. Look... She gets pains in her arm. We're trying to have a meal. That's her, there.
Do you recognise her? It's her 60th birthday today.
Did she used to work for me? What's her name? Listen, I employ over 300 people...
For 32 years she sat at a sewing machine...for you and your dad. But when the pain got so bad,
you got rid of her. No compensation. Nothing.
She can't open a bottle... You can't even remember her name!
He can't remember everybody's name. Marie Rooney. You sacked her three years ago.
So?
Send a bottle of champagne over for her birthday - and I might not break your arms tonight, OK?
Cheers. Cheers.
Oh, the spineless bastard!
I wouldn't have minded, but if it wasn't for the factory, he'd have nothing!
Every pair of shoes she bought him, every bike he had, every meal he ate, I paid for that. Or me dad did.
You should find out where they live and sue the ungrateful sods. Sssh!
Who's there?
Hiya.
You should've seen his face when Matt poured the champagne. It was the funniest thing I've ever seen.
You can sack someone cos they have RSI? She can't unscrew a bottle top, so she can't work a sewing machine!
Suppose not, no. Listen, if I sacked her, she deserved to be sacked. If you say so.
If you don't approve, you can sleep under someone else's roof. What's all this about? None of my business.
That's right, it's not.
How did you meet our kid, then?
Well, er, I'd noticed him a few times at the sailing club,
but we actually got together at a Bar Mitzvah.
So you're Jewish? No.
I bet you don't sail either. A little.
Has he taken you to Majorca yet? Shown you round his boat?
No, not yet. No, I've been busy. But we've talked about sailing round the world on it one day. Yeah, one day.
Sailing round the world's not that easy, you know! I was racing lasers around Abersoch when I was eight,
I got my Yachtmasters at 20, I've crewed on the British Steel Challenge,
and I've been a part-time sailing instructor for the past two years. I know my way around a boat.
You'll never get my brother away from the factory for long enough. Maybe not.
Maybe it's just a pipe dream.
So how long are you staying?
Just tonight, to let her calm down. She'll be begging me to come back tomorrow.
Why am I lumbered with you? Haven't you got a mate who puts you up? It was his wife she caught me with.
He's no right to sit in judgement on me.
He's got the morals of a dog.
He's never taken responsibility for anything in his life.
He spends the summers sailing round the Scottish Islands with a boat-load of hippies,
playing folk music in pubs,
getting drunk, doing drugs.
In the winters, he lives rent-free on Liz's narrow boat in Lancaster.
ALARM CLOCK BEEPS
Miranda? Mmm? I thought you were getting up.
I changed my mind.
Morning. Morning, Barry.
Hey, Mack, do you know you've got a...? Yeah, I know.
That's the problem with having a nice car, isn't it(?) No-one bothers to scratch a banger.
Come on, what are you doing? Twist or stick?
AT-CHOO!
Freda, it's a new pack! It's all right, they're plastic-coated.
Do you remember Marie Rooney? Old woman - wouldn't say boo to a goose.
Why did we get rid of her? Always taking time off. Dead slow as well. Why? No reason.
Can we get that order out by Tuesday? They'll want overtime.
They'll get all the overtime they want if this thing comes off today. There you go. Oh, cheers, Peggy.
You ought to be careful, eating on the hoof. You'll give yourself another ulcer. I'll bear it in mind.
Hello. James Mackintosh.
Mr Mackintosh? Yeah. Sandie Booth,
Mr West's PA. Follow me, please.
Think you can handle an order of this volume, Mr Mackintosh?
Wouldn't be here otherwise.
Did he get that second batch of samples I sent? Yes.
Did he like them, do you know? You're about to find out.
James Mackintosh.
Any more questions?
Well, here's what I think we should do, then.
We'll give you a trial order, see how it goes. £240,000.
If you can deliver that much merchandise, on time, and to this quality,
you can have the whole contract.
OK.
Do you want me to show you out? No, I'm fine, thanks.
Grace, I need you to get hold of Kennan Eralp. Get hold of what?!
Kennan Eralp - a supplier in Turkey. I need to speak to him tonight. I should be back about seven.
Either get him to wait, or get his home number. Oh, and I need a list of flights to Istanbul tomorrow.
Hold on, I've got another call. ..Hello?
Hi, it's me. I was wondering, shall I come over tonight?
No, I've got a lot on.
Did you get rid of Eddie in the end? Eventually.
Would you rather come over here?
I'm in the middle of something. I'll call you later, OK?
Sorry about that, Grace. Did you get all that before? 'Yeah.'
Anything else come up? 'Roylance & Son have gone bust.' You're joking!
'I've had the receivers on the phone, wanting to know how much we're owed.' Too bloody much.
Have you got no home to go to?
..Fantastic news!
I'll fly out tomorrow morning.
No, I just need to see it. If this trial goes well, we're talking about a £3 million pounds a year.
Shops throughout Europe. I mean, it could be massive for both of us.
So I just want to see your end of the operation for myself.
No, it's not an insult. I just need to make sure that everything's OK.
Well, for my own peace of mind. I'll be putting a lot of money up front to finance this, don't forget.
Well, the whole thing - factory, warehouse, docks - everything.
Right. Yeah. ..It's flight number TF1994,
and it gets in at 6.05, your time.
Sorry for getting you up. I had to get up anyway. Bed on fire, was it?
Some extra beauty sleep wouldn't do you any harm, you know.
12 hours a day keeps the doctor away. And creditors banging on the door.
Oh, and don't forget, be back by Friday, OK?
Do you really need me there? Yes!
Believe me, you can't go to these things without a partner. And everyone's dying to meet you.
Can't wait(!)
Toni said she might be able to get us on Sir Alex's table. Seriously?
Yeah, that's what she said.
So back by Friday, OK? OK.
My dinner jacket's in the wardrobe, and the car's booked in for a respray this afternoon.
Can you remember the number for the alarm? Carved in stone. It's all yours, then.
It's a big moment, this, isn't it?
Why? You giving me your spare keys.
That's so symbolic, don't you think? Perhaps I should reciprocate, and give you mine.
It's more practical than symbolic. Of course it is, yeah.
You're probably expecting them back when you return.
No, it's OK. You can keep them. Are you sure? Yeah.
I'll get a set of mine cut for you, while you're away. OK.
TANNOY: 'Flight TF1994 to Istanbul is now boarding at gate 12.'
OK, I'd better be going.
Bye, darling. See you. Take care.
What's happened? I don't want to talk about it.
Liz wouldn't take you back? No.
Is that her? It's my guitar.
She set fire to it - the bitch.
I don't want to talk about it. It gets me too upset. Let's go inside. I'm sorry, you can't stay here. Why?
Mack's away. I'm only taking his DJ to the dry cleaners. He won't mind.
I can't let someone stay in his house without him knowing. Give him a ring. I can't. He's on a flight to Turkey.
Ring him when he lands. There's a guest house a mile down the road.
I haven't got any money. This is all I have in the world. I had to camp in a field last night.
I could stretch to a small loan.
D'you know what, love? Forget it.
ALARM BEEPS
BEEPING CONTINUES
SIREN BLARES
You could be robbing the place! I've a good mind to call the police. When did Mack marry Catherine? Why?
What date's his anniversary? Oh, is that the code for the alarm? Isn't that romantic? Do you know it?
If I do, I'll be able to get in once you've gone, won't I?
Eight of them rang in sick this morning. Every time I answered the phone, it was someone coughing.
He's not answering.
Well, he'll still be in the air.
It's no good. I'll have to lay the cutting room off.
PHONE RINGS
Mackintosh Textiles...
Miranda who? ..Oh, THAT Miranda.
TANNOY: 'Anyone who knows the date of Mack's wedding anniversary, report to the office now.' April the 1st!
Thought that was yours, Kev. Listen, lads. Listen!
I have to lay you off this afternoon. Why? Never happens when it's sunny.
Eight machinists have the flu.
They can't keep up with you.
We ARE getting paid, aren't we?
They can lay us off for four hours a week without pay. Says who? The agreement. I never agreed.
You'll make it up in overtime at the end of the week. So finish at dinner, and back at 8.00 tomorrow, OK?
I say we register our protest at the bar of the nearest pub. Are you with me, brothers? YEAH!
It's OK, Grace. It's stopped of its own accord now. Thanks.
Look, Eddie, you can't put that there. I've nowhere else to go.
Come inside. Nowhere to go, and I'm not welcome in my own brother's empty house.
Of course you are. Stop all this silliness and come inside! I'm happy here, thank you.
How long did you stay? Last orders. I'd have taken a sickie, but chances are they'll send us home anyway.
Well, I HOPE they do.
This isn't what I should be doing.
I should be getting trained.
You're getting trained
to be flexible.
A flexible worker? Someone who can do three things - bend over, drop their kecks, keep their mouth shut.
If they lay us off today, they have to pay us. Steve won't do that while Mack's away.
He seemed to WANT to sleep in a tent.
I invited him in, I offered him a hotel room... I bent over backwards, but he was ever so stubborn.
He always is. And don't you think you should get that alarm changed?
I've severed all ties with Doug. Isn't it time you did the same with Catherine?
I know you're just being lazy, but it looks like you can't let go.
How was your trip, by the way? Yeah, very good.
Miranda! Oh, I'm sorry, Mack. I've just been rushed off my feet. You wouldn't believe it.
No, you drive - I'm too tired. Work? Home. Straight to bed.
Oooh!
Yes, Grace, what is it? 'We've got a problem. The machinists are all off sick.' What? All of them? 'Yeah.'
Every last one?
'More or less.' I'll be there in half an hour...
CAR HORN BLARES
..I hope. Sorry. I always did prefer
a rudder to a steering wheel.
No chance they're swinging the lead? No. Freda was like the living dead.
You should've sent her home, then - you could see she wasn't well!
She said she was fit for work! But now the whole place has come to a stop. It's not MY fault!
Whose fault IS it? Freda's...
So how was your journey? Tiring.
I want you to transfer the money to the Eralp account this afternoon. Urgent.
Get in touch with all the employment agencies. See how many machinists they could send me for Monday...
Your messages are on your desk. OK. Phone a taxi for Miranda. ..Have you laid anyone off this week?
I sent the cutting room home Tuesday. Oh, shit!
They'd already built up a massive stockpile!
Textiles? It's for Miranda Clarkson.
(Here he comes.) Right.
If you go home off your own bat, you don't get paid. Make sure he sends you home. Right.
So... Friday afternoon - payday.
Bet you're all gagging for an early dart. No way. I love my job, me.
Brings meaning to my life. Gives a purpose to the day. I wish I could work Sundays. Me too. I hate Sundays.
All that time with the wife and kids. Go on. Bugger off. Do we have to?
..They asked us to work, but I told them where they could shove their overtime. Take no notice, Babs!
I promised I'll be there, so I will! On the dot, straight after work.
All right. I'll see you later.
Stop moaning! I'll see you later. Bye.
As if!
But what happens if they're still off next week? It's only a bit of a cold, it's not bloody leprosy.
A flat week's no good to me - I'm struggling as it is.
Mind you, with Freda, it COULD be leprosy!
Warren? It's Mack. How are you?
Good. Look, I just wanted to sound you out about something.
Er, a couple of my machinists are ill. They'll be all right by Monday,
but I need a contingency plan, just in case.
I've got this order to get off for Tuesday. The cutting's already done, I just need it making up.
If the worst came to the worst, could you handle it in your place?
Well, if I fax the specs to you now, do you think you could give us a price by the end of the day?
She did the right thing, as far as I'm concerned. Why should I bail you out?
You're like a big kid. Your life's a joke. It's time you grew up. No wonder Liz keeps chucking you out.
Oh, and don't be doing that! What? You know what, and it won't work.
I can't help it, Mack. I love her.
I love her more than any woman I've ever been with. And I've been with a few.
But I could get her back. And even if I don't, I could replace her.
But this...
This is my Gibson Hummingbird!
She set fire to a 1961 Gibson Hummingbird.
It's not funny.
What time will you be back? As early as I can.
With the lovely Miranda? Probably.
You're not serious about her, are you? I like her.
Your taste in women hasn't improved. At least mine don't throw me out.
Just walk out. Do you want to stay here? Sorry. Well, shut it, then.
That was below the belt. Sorry.
You must've been gutted when she left you. I got over it.
It's not as if I lost a guitar or anything, is it(?)
CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYS
Oh, there's Toni. Let's go and talk to her about the seating plan.
Toni!
Miranda, darling!
How are you? You look fantastic.
Are you nervous? Very.
Oh, this...is James.
It's so lovely to meet you at last. You're in textiles, aren't you? Yes. I suddenly feel all self-conscious!
Don't be silly! That's the most gorgeous dress I've seen. Thank you!
So is everything going according to plan?
James is looking forward to meeting Sir Alex. Oh, sorry, he had to pull out.
Oh, no! It's such a shame. He's an absolute angel, so down-to-earth. You'd love him, James.
He's a great supporter of our work.
He's donated one of his watches for tonight's auction. But the big news is - Madonna and Guy Ritchie...
Here?! No, but wait till you see what they've donated. ..Oh, would you excuse me a minute?
I saw that dress in Hoopers. £1,500!
Sir, another drink? Thank you.
Excuse me.
OK. It was nice to meet you.
Is that the green-eyed monster?
Looks more cross-eyed, to me. You are! You're jealous, aren't you?
Who is he? Don't you recognise him? No. His name's Danny Cadamarteri.
He's a professional footballer, and he just asked for my number.
Did you give him it? No, of course not.
You're the only man for me.
Warren! Mack!
Did you get my quote this afternoon?
Best laugh I had all day. Take it or leave it.
Consider it left. It was only to cover my back. One of the reps said you had a shutdown this afternoon.
Must've been more than a couple of machinists off. We'll be back to normal Monday morning.
You know where I am if you need me.
Don't hold your breath. Who's the customer?
Wouldn't YOU like to know?
Mack! I got it! Got what? Rocco's Babygro! You what?!
Madonna's son, Rocco! I've bought one of his Babygros! Can you write me a cheque?
Do you know what they do to them? Throw up on them and shit in them.
Don't you care about cerebral palsy? Is that what you're saying?
If you didn't want to pay for it, you should have said. In front of Warren? Do you want me to pay you back? No.
Just don't tell Eddie. Mack, helping make life better for little spastic children is nothing to be ashamed of.
You should be proud.
TV BLARES
Hiya, kids! How was it?
We raised over £30,000. Nice one! And was it a good do?
Fabulous.
I was about to do that. Course you were(!)
So, back again? It's only temporary. Listen, I'll get out of your way. Leave you both to it.
We're going straight to bed.
Mack's exhausted. ..Aren't you, Mack? That's right.
I'm going up. See you in a minute. OK. Don't be long. ..Night, Eddie.
Night, love.
Two minutes you've been here.
I'll do that. I thought you'd be back later, that's all.
Listen, I wanted to talk to you about something... Yeah, well, not now. I'm off tomorrow - do it then.
You seem tense. I am.
Only one cure for that.
I can think of a better one.
MOANING AND SQUEALING
I was thinking about what you were saying, about my life being a joke.
What about it? You were right. It's about time I got my act together.
What are you going to do? I quite fancy starting my own business. And what business do you quite fancy?
I dunno. Narrow-boat repairs, maybe.
Breakfast must be ready. We'd better go in. We can finish this later.
My Gibson was worth £7,000!
When the insurance money comes through, I can buy a clapped-out 40-footer, sell it on for a profit,
then buy another. That's a business plan, is it?
Yeah. Where will you get money for the repairs, and money to live on? I thought you might lend it to me.
You've got a bloody cheek.
Think of it as re-investing profits from the family business. That's MY business. I owe you nothing.
I'll pay you back. If you're serious about this... I am. Right, you apply for a grant, bank loans...
But I don't need all that, do I? No, you want the easy option, don't you?
Are you two staying out there all morning?! What's wrong with her? I dunno. Come on, we'd better go in.
So, come on, kid. This loan - yes or no?
No. Why? I can't afford it.
What's wrong? Him.
What have I done? Used Rocco's Babygro as a dishcloth. What are you on about?
£600 Mack paid for that.
£600! And you wiped down the oven with it.
My members need to know where they stand. Most of them have families. They need to put the time in.
Do you want me to drag them from their sick beds? I'm only trying to clarify the position.
I've been onto all the agencies and that's what they sent me.
There's no qualified machinists around. Nobody's being trained up any more.
Now, is that my fault? No, but a lot of my members are of the opinion that a bit of forward planning...
It's a flu epidemic, you prick!
Back tomorrow morning. Bollocks!
Come to ours if you want.
Freda!
Mack! Get in.
Thought you were too sick to come into work.
I had nowt in for the kids. I'd run out of everything. What could I do?
SHE COUGHS
The first two weeks, it was the kids. First Gary got it, then Charlotte, so I had to stay off to look after them.
Then when I got it, I tried to battle through, cos I'm skint.
I need the money, but, honest to God, Mack...
Freda, we're here.
Oh, thanks, Mack... I appreciate this.
Look after yourself. If I catch it, you're sacked.
Take care. Thanks, Mack.
Yes, there IS a lot of it around. ..Well, definitely Friday, possibly even earlier.
I know late delivery normally means financial penalties, but this is the first time we've ever let you down.
'Would YOU let a supplier get away with such a late delivery?'
No, course not. 'We'll expect you to honour our contract.' I understand.
It's invoice number MAC02, one of them slash things, 7261.
It was due over five weeks ago, according to our records...
We've sent you two reminders. We'll sue you soon if you're not careful.
In the post? So we'll be receiving it tomorrow, then, will we?
PHONE RINGS
James Mackintosh.
'Hello. Julian Johnstone.' Hello again. What can I do for you?
'We've now found an alternative supplier for that late order.'
What, already? 'That's right.'
In less than two hours? 'And he says he can deliver by tomorrow.'
To the exact same specs? 'Yes. If he's dependable, we won't need your services again.'
He's a fast worker, whoever he is. I don't suppose you can give me a name, can you?
'Sorry, I don't think so.'
No, I understand.
I think I can guess who it is anyway. 'Bye, Mr Mackintosh.' Thanks for your call.
Was it bad news?
Get me Warren Ludlow on the phone.
I'll take it in your office.
Oh, you poor darling!
Look, you know I keep promising to take you out to the boat? Are we going? No.
It would be a fantastic place to recuperate.
We can't go, because I'm going to have to sell it. You can't! I've got to.
I haven't even seen it yet. Well, I'm sorry. Why do you have to sell it?
To pay next month's wages.
What's happened?
Basically, I've got a cash-flow problem. Temporary. Selling the boat should help me get over it.
Can't the wages wait?
Miranda, it's over 300 people's lives...
There must be another way... Downsize the workforce.
I suppose I could re-mortgage the house. But I actually use the house.
You could sell it. Sell the house and move in with me.
Won't that bugger up your alimony payments? I don't like depending on Doug. What about depending on me?
That's different - I love you.
Think about it, Mack. We're two single people bouncing around houses that are far too big for us.
It makes sense to move in together.
Ta.
You know, this house means nothing to me. Catherine chose it.
I've never felt at home. If you move in with her, she'll have a ring on your finger by the end of the year.
Maybe that's what I want.
Big mistake - Catherine the second. They're totally different.
I told you that Catherine was a scrubber. I told you she didn't love you...
Miranda loves me. But do you love her?
Well, she wouldn't walk out on me like Catherine did. Like others have.
You can do better. Can I? Well better.
I mean, we're heading towards 40, Eddie.
Don't you want a family? Kids?
I've got Jordan. Kids you live with, I mean. That you have some say in the naming of.
Is that what this is? Some kind of mid-life dad thing?
You know, when we were kids, right, Dad used to leave for the factory before we were up,
and most nights we'd gone to bed before he got home.
Did you ever ask him why he did it?
No. So that we could be comfortable.
That was his answer.
Us.
Why do I do it?
Oh, hiya, Mack. Feeling better now? Yeah. Good.
Shit!
She told them the whole thing, that she set fire to it on purpose. What kind of a twisted bitch is she?!
I'm busy. I was relying on that insurance. That's all I had.
You'll have to go. It's important.
So is this! What am I going to do?
Go home, we'll talk about it tonight, OK?
Home? Where's home? She threw me out.
You're gonna throw me out - your "For Sale" sign woke me up! Once you sell that house, I'll have nowhere.
Find somewhere. I've got no money.
Well...sign on, get a job.
Just grow up!
I was, er, thinking...maybe I could get a job out in Spain.
What?! If you lent me the money to fly out, I could stay on your boat.
Are you serious? You'll have some spare cash when you sell the house.
I don't believe you. It just sits there, rotting away. I could do maintenance work.
Do you know how long I've spent on that boat in the last year? Exactly!
Why should I work my bollocks off...? It's lying empty.
It's not like a loaf of bread - if I use it, it's not less for you.
No, you're not on. Why not? No! OK?
No, you won't help me start my own business. No, you won't let me use your empty boat. No, no, no!
You begrudge me everything. Get out of my office. No. Get out! Half of this is mine by rights, anyway.
Here we go... Mackintosh Textiles - can you hear that name? I hear it! It's as much me as you!
Dad knew you were too bone idle to do your share! I never got the chance. You dossed about Art School!
But you got the business! That's all I've got!
You got the boat, the house, the Jag. You're comfortable, all right!
What have I got? A cremated guitar. You went your way, I went mine. My way was harder.
Dear, God! Who's that?
Another satisfied customer(!)
These reps are getting a bit pushy lately, aren't they(?) Steve!
Get out and stay out! And I want you out my house as well.
By the time I get home tonight, I want you gone.
What's going on? It's all right, Steve, he's going. ..Get out!
Who's he? Brother.
Get to work!
Hundreds of people in the factory, and he can walk through them all, and attack you in broad daylight.
As long as they get their wages, they don't care what happens to me.
And these are the people you're selling your house for... I know.
To Dad, that factory was like his family.
He saw them more than he saw us.
He knew everybody by their first name. They knew him.
But it's too big now.
I can't know them all.
I go to all the dos, I sit in the canteen, I'm in the lottery syndicate...but I'm out of the loop.
But why do you want to be IN the loop?
If that syndicate ever won, we'd get, maybe...60 grand each.
They'd give up their jobs, I'd go out of business. That's the difference.
They could lose their job, and walk into another one tomorrow. Not me.
I have to keep feeding the machine.
You could always sell it.
I wouldn't get a price. Not at the moment.
Just walk away, then. If it's making you that unhappy, just leave it.
As soon as the money comes through for your house,
we can fly out to the boat and sail around the world, like we planned.
What about the workers? Screw them. They can walk away any time they feel like it. Why can't you do the same?
I couldn't do that.
Make it quick. The girls have told me about the Christmas do - free bar, running buffet, entertainment.
What about it? I'll be in Lanzarote at Christmas.
It was a special offer. Yeah, well, Grace deals with holiday bookings.
But, cos I'm going to miss the party, could I have the money instead?
I can't just re-spray that.
Why not? It's too deep. I'll have to replace the whole panel.
How much will you give me for the car?
I've got a buyer for the house. I told you it wouldn't take long!
You're right - I can't be bothered any more. As soon as the sale goes through, I'm off to Majorca.
And then round the world? Why not?
If we're still together at the end, it would tell us an awful lot about our relationship.
I suppose it would. I mean, after all that, we'd probably have to get married or something. Yeah, probably.
Forget something? I'd forget my head if it wasn't screwed on.
That's what my girls are always saying to me. Go home, Barry.
What? Go home. I don't need you tonight.
Er, I've got to be here because they check up on me back at the office.
I employ your firm, and they take their orders from me.
I want to be alone. Go and read your girls a bedtime story.
They're a bit old for all that.
Go home. Take a long weekend.
Right. I'll see you on Monday morning, then.
I'm on days next week.
Please, Mum. No, you've already had one.
Sorry, it won't accept your card.
Your card's been refused, sir. Are you taking the piss?
There's someone out there.
Mack! You scared us half to death! Sorry.
How did you know I'd be here? You love each other, don't you? We have our moments.
Catch!
What's this? You said you wanted your own business.
You can have mine. Monday morning, I'm flying out to the boat, and I might not be back.
At the same time, the workforce will be clocking on, and there's a big shipment due to arrive from Turkey.
This is a letter to Peter Cochrane, my solicitor.
It gives you power of attorney over the factory.
You can give him it, or throw it in the canal. It's up to you.
I can't run a factory.
You can learn. Plenty of people there know what they're doing.
And you can employ somebody to help you, if you like.
That factory's got a future - there's plenty of work, a big order in the offing...
You might make a go of it, you might make a hash of it. But either way, it's your responsibility now.
If that factory doesn't open for business Monday morning, it's your fault, not mine. See you.
What's going on?! We've been locked out.
You're kidding! They owe us wages. I've got a load of yarn in the back. What am I supposed to do with that?!
Where will I get a job at my age?
You'll be lap-dancing next week!
..Didn't you know? I haven't been out all weekend. I had no reason to try and spend any money.
I've got two dozen direct debits going out. What'll we do now?
They subsidise every bugger else... The business is going down the pan.
The business was doing well. There's a massive order in the pipeline.
- Why's he done a runner with our wages? - Mack wouldn't do that.
He was bloody marvellous with me when I got lumbered with the kids.
He always gives us a good Christmas. He's a boss! They're all the same.
Hello. It's me... I'm ringing to say sorry. I'm at the airport.
What are you doing there? Are you buying our tickets?
I've changed my mind. I can't do it, Miranda.
You can, Mack.
We've been through this a zillion times. You don't owe anyone a living.
'You can walk away whenever you like.' But not with you.
Not with me? I'm sorry. I just don't think it would work out.
You're scared to leave the factory. It's not that. You've got loyalty to your workers.
I'm still leaving the factory and going to Spain. The plane leaves in 20 minutes. I'd rather go on my own.
I'm sorry.
I've told everybody now.
It was supposed to be a secret. Us two, together...
sailing round the world...
It was going to be so romantic.
Yeah, well, leaving 320 people in the lurch isn't romantic.
I'm going. You won't get the wages they owe. We won't get 'em anyway.
He's probably on some beach, spending them. Listen! ..Will you listen?!
There's thousands of pounds worth of yarn in the back of this.
There's more in the factory. God knows how much the machinery's worth.
If we just go home now, they'll bring the receivers in, they'll all get sold, and we won't see a penny.
While we're sat in the house, we've got no control over anything. We've got no control anyway!
There's nothing we can do. There is! We can get in there! We can get over the gate, and occupy it.
And no-one gets in - and nothing gets out - until they guarantee we get what we're owed.
THEY CHEER Never mind that. We've got orders. There's work to be done in there.
And who's going to pay us, Steve? You? I'M not working for nothing.
We've got to go over the gate.
I'm not climbing over that, flashing me knickers to the world! Thank God for that!
Once we're in, we've got control. It's what they did at Pex, in Leicester.
And Charlie Hall's. Go on, then, Trotsky. Let's storm the barricades!
Are you up for it?
THEY CHEER LOUDLY
I've got the keys here, if you want them! Well, why didn't you say?
I could break me bloody neck!
TANNOY: 'Would passenger James Mackintosh proceed to gate 5 immediately, please?
'James Mackintosh to gate five...'