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M: Oh, there he is! The man of the hour!
Z: We have decided that we would like you to make a speech tomorrow at the grand opening.
T: What, have we? Z: Nothing too long, nothing too short. And make it funny!
T: Are you sure you don't want to just write it for me?!
Z: Uh, hello! No, no, that doesn't belong there! T: Mum, I asked them to move it there...
Z: Tamwar, that has got to be by the bar, so that waiting customers have something to feast their eyes upon!
You have so much to learn! M: Listen to your mother, Tamwar. It's worked for me for the past twenty-eight years!
Z: Don't forget to pick Kamil up from nursery. M: Yes, na'am!
Z: Hello! What do you think you're doing?!
He told you to put that there? He's what, twenty years old; he doesn't know anything about running a restaurant!
Move it where I tell you to.
What?! T: Afia?
Z: I don't care if it's heavy, move it! T: Yeah, it's Tamwar.
A: So that's what this is about. You want to give me a guided tour of your new establishment? T: Yeah
No, it's not just that. Um.. 'cause I've been thinking about you, a lot.
I can't stop thinking about you, actually. You know, I mean I wanted, I want, uh, if you want it to...
I mean if you don't, I'll understand... A: Is there a question in there somewhere, only I'm on my lunch-break?
T: I wanna go out with you.
A: I'm not into keeping secrets... T: I'm gonna tell them.
A: When? T: Today.
A: And what if they say "no"? T: I'll convince them.
A: How do you plan to achieve that? T: Rational argument.
A: Well, let's hear it then. Come on!
T: Dearest parents, I have... I know, Yusef's family tried to, burn mum, in a fire.
But Afia wasn't born then so it's not her fault. So, if it's okay with you...
A: "Of course, my darling. You have our blessing!"
I don't think 'rational' is gonna work...
D: Oh! I like it! Nice, suave, sophisticated...
T: Yeah, well it is your jacket, so... D: Well, exactly. Can't go wrong then. Afia is gonna love it!
Although, I'm not sure about that tie, so, try mine.
Yeah, that's better. M: Oi! Gok Wan! You're supposed to be helping me with these figures, yeah?!
D: Uh, I'm still on my lunch-break Max! M: Yeah well, five minutes Daz!
D: What's the worst that could happen? T: Eh, have you met Syed?
D: Well don't do it then!
T: No. I have to do it, because Afia won't go out with me if I don't- D: No. I mean, don't go out with her.
T: What, is that reverse psychology?
D: No! I'm just saying, I know you like this bird, but, there's plenty more fish in the sea!
T: Sorry, but what is she, fish or bird? D: Tam, I'm serious! Why go to all this trouble for one girl?
T: She's not just one girl though, is she, Darren?
M: Afternoon gentlemen! D: Oh, afternoon Masood!
M: Mister... D: Masood!
M: Hey! Alfie, give us a smile you old grouch. It is my anniversary after all.
A: Oh, you kept that quiet didn't you, you old dog! M: Yeah, twenty-eight years.
A: Twenty-eight years! So what you gonna do for it then? M: Eh, quite night in, I think.
A: What you talking about, don't be silly! I'll tell ya what, tonight, seven o'clock, get over here.
I'm gonna have a nice bottle of bubbly, all the works and make sure to tell Zainab, yeah? M: No!
A: Yeah?! M: No!
A: Come on, Mas! I'm not gonna take 'no' for an answer, alright mate?! M: Alright look, I'll mention it to Zainab.
A: Good lad! Good lad! I'll see ya later. M: Bye!
T: I completely forgot.
T: Hi! Afia, it's Tamwar.
Ehm, about tonight... Uhm...
Eh, how about, seven-thirty, at the Vic? Me, you, my parents. Bye.
Z: Do we really have to do this just now? M: Hmm?
Z: I have a million-and-one things I could be doing for the opening. M: Just act surprised for Alfie's sake.
Z: Wow, what an unexpected surprise! A: The finest non-alcoholic bubbly the Vic has to offer!
And may I escort you to the comfy-est corner of the house? M: Oh!
A: There ya go! Z: Thank you. You shouldn't have! I mean, I am just so, so surprised! A: Congratulations.
A: Alright then guys, are you ready to live it large? In a half hour at R&R? J: Yeah, if you're up for it, Alfie?
A: Yeah. Yeah, of course I am! Yeah Rox, you and all, love. The lads'll have legs. R: Oi!
A: Yeah. Come on, Christian. You're coming out as well, eh? C: Yeah
R: What is the matter with you? C: Nothing, I'm fine! R: I'll get it out of you eventually, you know.
T: Uhm, okay. There's something I was meaning to tell you...
So you know how, uhm, binary stars orbit each other around a common centre of mass?
And this gravitational force, it keeps them, it keeps them locked in to each other-
Z: What on Earth as you talking about?! T: The things is, uh, me and- *Rings bell*
A: Hey, ladies and gentlemen can I have your attention please!
I'd like to say a few words about our happy couple, Zainab and Masood, who've been together, I do believe,
twenty-eight years, ladies and gentlemen!
And I hope you're gonna be together for another twenty-eight years, so may nothing ever, ever, tear you asunder.
So, raise your glasses to Zainab and Masood! M: Thank you! Thank you!
What's she doing here?
T: Oh... Z: You didn't actually invite her to our anniversary drinks, did you?!
T: No, no... M: Uh, excuse me, Afia. You're not welcome here-
D: Afia! I was wondering where you'd got to!
She's just come to see me about a car. I'm really sorry, I didn't realise it'd be a problem! Z: No, it's fine.
A: Right, come on, drink up! We're out of here. Let's go! J: Come on.
D: It's nice in here, innit?!
Good luck, mate!
Z: Oh... Shall we?
Oh, thank you.
M: It's probably just an unhappy coincidence, you know? Z: Of course.
M: Zainab. I won't let her or her father anywhere near you. Ever. I promise.
T: I couldn't do it to them on their anniversary! A: Uh...
I thought I'd give them one last evening of happiness- A: Uh!
T: Before I tear them asunder!
Please?
A: ...And the flow of wit, it is driving me nuts!
J: Yeah, you're entertaining. You're good... A: Alright, I've got a better one. This guy, big bloke, big bloke!
R: Anyway, listen Christian, you just need to talk to him again!
You'll be a brilliant dad! Think about it, if it's a girl you can give her fashion tips. C: Hmm.
R: And if it's a boy... You can give him fashion tips!
A: He'd got loads of things in his beard, like grubs and, I don't know. Well, it's not a long beard.
G: Hi! Who's ready for a second round? M: Nah, I've got to make a move, as it goes...
J: Yeah, I think I might go with you. M: Yeah, got to get up early in the morning. See ya later, Alf!
J: Yeah. G: Oh, come on! You only just got here!
J: Got to go home to Ronnie. A: See you tomorrow!
A: Yeah. A: See you tomorrow, boys!
T: Tomorrow, after the restaurant opens. A: Promise?
T: Promise.
A: Nice jacket. I'm not sure about the tie, though.