Bloods (2021–…): Season 2, Episode 10 - Episode #2.10 - full transcript
It sounds as though
you've become
- dependent on each other.
- He's my everything.
Criminal
record disqualifies him from a visa.
You are going to apologise
or we are going nowhere!
You want a piece of the action?
You want to dance with me,
mother effer?
- The gig is over.
- I hate knowing Tasha's gonna die
and there's nothing
I can do about it.
I just think why can't you
sag off your dead wife
and see me?
This depot has a fundamental
failing in leadership.
- So, Jo then.
- I love you too!
Cracking intercourse, mate.
- Thanks.
- Well done.
You're welcome.
Uh-oh.
Little Lawrence reporting
for another march
around the parade ground?
Oh, no, I just really need
to urinate actually.
You know
where the little girl's room is.
Are you all right, mate?
Loz, if you've been number two,
just spray some Lynx Africa.
Loz. Loz?
Loz?
Oh, shit!
Sh...
Oh.
Fuck, shit, fuck!
Shit!
Opening theme music playing...
Everything I do today
is the last time I'll do it
as a South Hill paramedic.
This is probably the last piece
of work mail
- I'll ever open here.
- Don't.
No freaking way!
It's the Home Office.
You don't have a home office.
You've got a desk in a kitchen.
No, the Home Office Home Office.
I've got Leave to Remain.
I'm sticking around.
Am I dreaming?
Apparently my union rep
put in a good word for me.
He told them I was
an essential part of South Hill.
- I can stay.
- Can I stay?
- You're not even leaving.
- Aw!
- Have you seen Lawrence?
- No.
Shit balls!
We've seen him.
Oh, thank God.
Yeah, loads of times.
He's our colleague.
We work with him.
Today, have you seen him
here today, numb nuts?
Ah, no, but great news,
Darrell's not leaving.
Okay, great. Couldn't care less.
Are you still coming
to my leaving party?
- I thought you weren't leaving?
- I'm not.
Then why are you
still having a party?
Because I'm staying.
Everyone's staying,
it's called coming to work.
All the more reason
to have a crazy party.
I don't have time for this shit!
I'm gonna need some tissues.
No. Today is a no-cry zone
as per Tasha's instructions.
I don't think
I can go through with this.
You have to. We promised.
"Do not let that ginger
ninja Gary wuss out on this."
Even in death
I'm quite scared of her.
Let's do this.
Whoo!
- Sorry.
- Tasha's request.
Oh, and she had
a little message as well.
Cheer up, wankers!
It's all right.
That's, erm, that's very Tash.
Did she say anything else?
No, that was it.
She was never one
for long speeches.
Laters.
Ooh, Maleek, I've got
some great news about Darrell.
Darrell can stay.
Ah, cor,
that's the worst news ever.
He's bear jarring man.
Well, they're still going ahead
with the leaving party.
It's nice having
two "it" couples in the depot.
There are no "it" couples.
There's us.
We are not a couple.
Look, we might not link our bits
but I'm definitely
your work wife.
You are not my work bae.
I would know
if I had a work bae.
Well, we argue all the time
and we don't have sex.
You know, wake up and smell
the flat white coffee, Maleek.
- I am 100% your work bae.
- Ugh.
451 Papa
Kilo, got a cat one at South Hill park.
We're on our way.
Oh, just get me to lunch.
I hate time wasters.
Normally I'm with you
but come on.
It's up-the-ass Steve.
What do you reckon's
up there this time?
I don't care.
What I do care about
is treating people
who actually need us.
Well, I've bet on the remote.
So...
Stevo, it's the paramedics.
Door's open.
I tried
to get it out myself
but it's just gone too far up.
And that's why
I called you guys.
Yeah, yeah. What is it?
- Er, mobile.
- Dammit.
What a brilliant use
of our time.
Steve, mate,
hey, you've been doing so well.
I'm sorry, I just had
a very stressful week at work
and... up it went.
Well, you know the drill.
Knees up to your chest.
I know, it hurts.
No, I just got a text message.
Attention please.
This is an important
all unit announcement.
Has anyone seen Lozzer?
Have you
tried calling him, ducky?
Thanks, Wenders, no, I didn't think
of the most obvious thing in the world.
'Course I tried calling him.
Useless bastards.
Jo. What's wrong?
Loz.
I've lost Loz. I can't...
Okay, you start
from the beginning.
Oh, okay. Okay.
Last night, Lawrence and I...
Shit!
And then we, er...
Shit!
And finally, really hard.
Shit.
And then he took a slash.
Saw Karen's stupid bench
and scarpered.
Shit!
I tried retracing my steps
to where I last saw him
and then I realised
that only works with keys
and not people
but why didn't I get rid
of the bench, George?
Why didn't I get rid
of the bench?
I don't know, Jo,
why you had the bench
and why you have
this fixation on Lawrence
would be better questions.
Because I am mental, George.
Bigger issues at play here.
I'll try his flat.
How come you're all tarted up?
Er, off to Lewisham
to do my presentation
for the senior leadership team.
- Oh, yeah?
- Mm-hmm
Oh, good luck.
Don't throw us
under the bus, yeah.
Actually you can
have the Darrells
if they need a little red meat
but leave the rest
of us alone, yeah.
George's presentation.
This should be a laugh.
What the fuck?
I took this scheme
into South Hill
with the brief of offering
mental health support
to the paramedics there.
But was quickly confronted
by a non-existent
pastoral care structure
and a toxic leadership culture.
The chief architect
of which was Jo Cambridge.
Right, I'll go
and prep the stretcher.
Where are my keys?
Sorry.
Oh, for goodness sake!
This is just the call
I needed today.
Honestly.
Hey, don't get upset all right,
we just treat them.
You taught me that.
Well, today I would like to
treat some proper emergencies.
We... We're not just people
you can call
to pull things
out of people's bottoms like...
dirty magicians.
Okay, you're stressed.
Take a breath.
- Okay.
- Okay.
And you, mister.
No more DIY colonics, okay?
You big human kinder egg.
This cake is perfect.
It's amazing,
I just want to eat you.
I want to eat you.
Oi!
Good presentation?
- Erm...
- Oh, you forgot this.
- Oh.
- And this.
- Jo, Jo, Jo.
- Ah, come on. Leave it.
- Calm down.
- Break that up, break it up. Break it up.
- No, no. Jo, please.
- Stop, stop. Calm down. Calm down.
Let go, let go, let go.
She tried to choke me.
- You're okay.
- Off!
- I'm so sorry, I'm sorry.
- Off!
Jo, I tapped out.
I can't believe you punched me.
You scratch like a woman.
I am a woman.
How could you go behind my back
and get my bosses to fire me?
That's why you were so keen
for me to go over to HART.
It was the right thing to do.
I was sent here to sort out
the mental health crisis
at South Hill
and the thing that would fix it
is you going.
You are emotionally unavailable.
You are resistant
to talking about any problems
and your answer to everything
is bury it down, do shots.
Okay.
Okay, George, I get it.
Thank you. I am a shit boss.
I've seen you in action, Jo,
and you are really great
at a lot of your job.
Just not the bits
that I'm looking at.
Honestly, it's not personal.
If it's any consolation,
you are not getting fired.
- I am.
- What?
Yep. Apparently,
getting rid of you
is too expensive
as is keeping me.
So, the ambulance service
is replacing me with an app.
An app?
An app. Yes.
The paramedics will log on
after every call out
and click on a sad face
or a happy face.
And that's their
mental health taken care of.
That is shitty, George.
Really shitty.
You don't deserve
to lose your job,
even though your job is not
a proper job, just talking.
- Thanks.
- Look, why don't you stick around for the party?
Nah, I'm just gonna
get my things and go.
It's been a really long day.
- Plus, I am a recovering alcoholic, Jo...
- Yes.
- ...remember, so...
- Yes, I do remember.
...parties are the last thing
I need.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Fair enough.
Fair enough, George.
Oh.
It looks like
we've both had a mare today.
You lost your job,
I lost Loz.
I had him.
One night.
It was perfect.
Oh, I just wish
I could find him and explain.
Come on, you know Lawrence
better than anyone.
Surely you'd know
where he'd go in a crisis?
George, you're a leg.
Oh, Jo, before you go,
just in the spirit
of reconciliation,
can I just say
you have taught me more
than I could ever teach you.
I know. And sorry I bit you
on the chin, George.
All right, Lozzer?
I just came here
to talk to Karen.
Oh, right.
Hi, Karen, I'm Jo.
Pleasure to meet you.
So, er...
what are you chatting about?
- The bench? Yeah.
- It did come up, yeah.
The fact that you stole
my dead wife's memorial bench
and kept it in your flat
for a year and a half.
When you say it like that, Loz,
out loud, it does sound bad.
But it was ages ago
and I was in a...
very bad place.
Please, Lawrence, I...
We can't throw this away
over one admittedly
massive bump in the road.
I honestly don't think
Karen would want that.
No, I wouldn't.
Sorry. That
was out of order. Sorry, Loz.
Sorry, Karen.
I'm just saying Steve needs
proper mental health support.
Not a paramedic every few weeks.
Yeah. Yeah, you're right.
It's tragic, really.
On the other hand,
who had phone?
Darryl. Darryl, mate,
you've won 40 quid.
Come on!
Come on!
It's not funny.
And I'm not in the mood.
I wanted today
to be a great shift
out of respect for Tasha.
Come on, she would have
fucking loved the call out
where the man
stuck your keys up his ass.
Yes, I suppose so.
I might
see if I can get a fresh set.
Ones that haven't been in a man.
Hmm.
It was insane but I was just...
desperate.
And I was so jealous
because you were basically
still seeing Karen who was...
No of fence, Karen.
...in the ground.
I never cried like I cried
when that bench was taken.
I was there.
Oh, you really, really cried.
I didn't know if it was a sign
from Karen or from God
or some other religious figure.
Although I'm not
strictly religious,
more Zen Buddhist if I was to...
Please, Lawrence,
just make your point,
I'm... dying here.
The reason it hurt was because
I felt like Karen
was being taken from me again.
Oh, I...
It was the only thing
people could take
because there was no one else
I cared about.
But there is now.
You.
I don't want
to lose you as well.
Fuck... Thank fuck.
Sorry, Karen. Loz...
The reason I came here
was to talk to Karen
and make peace
with me moving on.
She'd want me to be happy.
And you know Jo makes me happy.
Aw.
That is so good of you, Karen.
Thank you.
And I will take care of him.
And of course, I will return
the bench to the park
for all the little hobos
to sleep on.
We'd best go and...
leave you to your eternal rest.
Okay, Loz, just give me
a few minutes,
I'm just gonna
finish our girlie chat.
Okay.
Hey, Karen.
I won.
♪ Shake that thing
Miss Cana, Cana ♪
♪ Shake that thing... ♪
What the fuck are you...
Fuck are you doing?
♪ Jodi and Rebecca
Woman get busy ♪
♪ Just shake
That booty non-stop ♪
♪ When the beat drops
Just keep swinging it ♪
♪ Get jiggy, get crunked up ♪
♪ Percolate anything
You want to call it ♪
♪ Oscillate you hip
And don't take pity ♪
♪ Me want fi see you get live
'pon the riddim when me ride ♪
♪ And me lyrics
A provide electricity ♪
♪ Gal nobody
Can tell you nuttin'... ♪
Stop that foolishness, man.
If you're gonna dance,
just dance, Wendy.
Yo. Yo, what are you doing?
Get off.
Yo! I do the winding.
I don't get wind.
What are you doing?
I'm shaking
what my mama gave me.
Yeah, you've deaded it now.
I want a work divorce.
Get off me. Get off me.
- All right, Lawrence.
- All right, Maleek.
- Lawrence.
- Jo's looking for you.
- Yeah, she's already found me.
- Lads.
- We need to keep this on the down-low, Lawrence.
- Mmm.
Don't want everyone knowing
that you are seeing your crazy boss.
- So, er, keep it professional.
- Yeah.
- Or, I was thinking maybe...
- Yeah.
My brother Lawrence!
- Yeah, man!
- All right.
Never seen anyone kiss before,
you pervs?
You, I didn't stay stop.
That's what I'm talking about.
You are on fire, Gary.
God gave me these moves.
I just use them.
God, I'm hot.
You are, boy.
Gary!
- Oh, gosh.
- Gary.
Okay, focus.
Everyone who's been drinking,
step away from Gary.
Move, move, move.
Watch out, watch out.
Here. Please take this.
I stopped drinking cause of
the counselling and all that.
What, you stopped drinking?
I stayed off it
out of solidarity with you.
You dance like that sober?
Maleek and Wendy,
you're on Gary.
Darrells get the defib.
- Kareshma, call Trish.
- I can't.
You can, you will. If it comes from
me, she'll think she's a widow. Go.
Jo.
I've got nothing.
Nothing.
I didn't even know
you could dance like that.
Proper pop locking and that.
- Just...
- Oh, she's coming.
You all right, lovey.
Hey, mate.
- How's he doing?
- He's critical but stable.
What kind of
a shit partner am I?
Oh, don't be silly.
It's not you.
It's the way
they dance, Kareshma.
They always look like
they're having a seizure.
It throws
your warning system way off.
He's such an annoying prick
and I know I rip the literal
piss out of him all the time,
but...
I can't lose him.
I don't know
what I'd do without him.
Ah, it's all right, mate.
All right, bell ends.
It's been a long all night
and you all
smell like ass so, er,
why don't you get home?
I'm... I'm staying.
Yeah, I'm staying too.
We're all staying.
All right, for Gary.
Yeah.
Well, usually after something
like this, I say,
"Fuck it. Let's do shots."
Er, but, er...
This is bad and, er...
we should share some feelings.
Er, mental health and all that.
- To brother Gary.
- To Gary.
- To Gary.
- To Gary.
you've become
- dependent on each other.
- He's my everything.
Criminal
record disqualifies him from a visa.
You are going to apologise
or we are going nowhere!
You want a piece of the action?
You want to dance with me,
mother effer?
- The gig is over.
- I hate knowing Tasha's gonna die
and there's nothing
I can do about it.
I just think why can't you
sag off your dead wife
and see me?
This depot has a fundamental
failing in leadership.
- So, Jo then.
- I love you too!
Cracking intercourse, mate.
- Thanks.
- Well done.
You're welcome.
Uh-oh.
Little Lawrence reporting
for another march
around the parade ground?
Oh, no, I just really need
to urinate actually.
You know
where the little girl's room is.
Are you all right, mate?
Loz, if you've been number two,
just spray some Lynx Africa.
Loz. Loz?
Loz?
Oh, shit!
Sh...
Oh.
Fuck, shit, fuck!
Shit!
Opening theme music playing...
Everything I do today
is the last time I'll do it
as a South Hill paramedic.
This is probably the last piece
of work mail
- I'll ever open here.
- Don't.
No freaking way!
It's the Home Office.
You don't have a home office.
You've got a desk in a kitchen.
No, the Home Office Home Office.
I've got Leave to Remain.
I'm sticking around.
Am I dreaming?
Apparently my union rep
put in a good word for me.
He told them I was
an essential part of South Hill.
- I can stay.
- Can I stay?
- You're not even leaving.
- Aw!
- Have you seen Lawrence?
- No.
Shit balls!
We've seen him.
Oh, thank God.
Yeah, loads of times.
He's our colleague.
We work with him.
Today, have you seen him
here today, numb nuts?
Ah, no, but great news,
Darrell's not leaving.
Okay, great. Couldn't care less.
Are you still coming
to my leaving party?
- I thought you weren't leaving?
- I'm not.
Then why are you
still having a party?
Because I'm staying.
Everyone's staying,
it's called coming to work.
All the more reason
to have a crazy party.
I don't have time for this shit!
I'm gonna need some tissues.
No. Today is a no-cry zone
as per Tasha's instructions.
I don't think
I can go through with this.
You have to. We promised.
"Do not let that ginger
ninja Gary wuss out on this."
Even in death
I'm quite scared of her.
Let's do this.
Whoo!
- Sorry.
- Tasha's request.
Oh, and she had
a little message as well.
Cheer up, wankers!
It's all right.
That's, erm, that's very Tash.
Did she say anything else?
No, that was it.
She was never one
for long speeches.
Laters.
Ooh, Maleek, I've got
some great news about Darrell.
Darrell can stay.
Ah, cor,
that's the worst news ever.
He's bear jarring man.
Well, they're still going ahead
with the leaving party.
It's nice having
two "it" couples in the depot.
There are no "it" couples.
There's us.
We are not a couple.
Look, we might not link our bits
but I'm definitely
your work wife.
You are not my work bae.
I would know
if I had a work bae.
Well, we argue all the time
and we don't have sex.
You know, wake up and smell
the flat white coffee, Maleek.
- I am 100% your work bae.
- Ugh.
451 Papa
Kilo, got a cat one at South Hill park.
We're on our way.
Oh, just get me to lunch.
I hate time wasters.
Normally I'm with you
but come on.
It's up-the-ass Steve.
What do you reckon's
up there this time?
I don't care.
What I do care about
is treating people
who actually need us.
Well, I've bet on the remote.
So...
Stevo, it's the paramedics.
Door's open.
I tried
to get it out myself
but it's just gone too far up.
And that's why
I called you guys.
Yeah, yeah. What is it?
- Er, mobile.
- Dammit.
What a brilliant use
of our time.
Steve, mate,
hey, you've been doing so well.
I'm sorry, I just had
a very stressful week at work
and... up it went.
Well, you know the drill.
Knees up to your chest.
I know, it hurts.
No, I just got a text message.
Attention please.
This is an important
all unit announcement.
Has anyone seen Lozzer?
Have you
tried calling him, ducky?
Thanks, Wenders, no, I didn't think
of the most obvious thing in the world.
'Course I tried calling him.
Useless bastards.
Jo. What's wrong?
Loz.
I've lost Loz. I can't...
Okay, you start
from the beginning.
Oh, okay. Okay.
Last night, Lawrence and I...
Shit!
And then we, er...
Shit!
And finally, really hard.
Shit.
And then he took a slash.
Saw Karen's stupid bench
and scarpered.
Shit!
I tried retracing my steps
to where I last saw him
and then I realised
that only works with keys
and not people
but why didn't I get rid
of the bench, George?
Why didn't I get rid
of the bench?
I don't know, Jo,
why you had the bench
and why you have
this fixation on Lawrence
would be better questions.
Because I am mental, George.
Bigger issues at play here.
I'll try his flat.
How come you're all tarted up?
Er, off to Lewisham
to do my presentation
for the senior leadership team.
- Oh, yeah?
- Mm-hmm
Oh, good luck.
Don't throw us
under the bus, yeah.
Actually you can
have the Darrells
if they need a little red meat
but leave the rest
of us alone, yeah.
George's presentation.
This should be a laugh.
What the fuck?
I took this scheme
into South Hill
with the brief of offering
mental health support
to the paramedics there.
But was quickly confronted
by a non-existent
pastoral care structure
and a toxic leadership culture.
The chief architect
of which was Jo Cambridge.
Right, I'll go
and prep the stretcher.
Where are my keys?
Sorry.
Oh, for goodness sake!
This is just the call
I needed today.
Honestly.
Hey, don't get upset all right,
we just treat them.
You taught me that.
Well, today I would like to
treat some proper emergencies.
We... We're not just people
you can call
to pull things
out of people's bottoms like...
dirty magicians.
Okay, you're stressed.
Take a breath.
- Okay.
- Okay.
And you, mister.
No more DIY colonics, okay?
You big human kinder egg.
This cake is perfect.
It's amazing,
I just want to eat you.
I want to eat you.
Oi!
Good presentation?
- Erm...
- Oh, you forgot this.
- Oh.
- And this.
- Jo, Jo, Jo.
- Ah, come on. Leave it.
- Calm down.
- Break that up, break it up. Break it up.
- No, no. Jo, please.
- Stop, stop. Calm down. Calm down.
Let go, let go, let go.
She tried to choke me.
- You're okay.
- Off!
- I'm so sorry, I'm sorry.
- Off!
Jo, I tapped out.
I can't believe you punched me.
You scratch like a woman.
I am a woman.
How could you go behind my back
and get my bosses to fire me?
That's why you were so keen
for me to go over to HART.
It was the right thing to do.
I was sent here to sort out
the mental health crisis
at South Hill
and the thing that would fix it
is you going.
You are emotionally unavailable.
You are resistant
to talking about any problems
and your answer to everything
is bury it down, do shots.
Okay.
Okay, George, I get it.
Thank you. I am a shit boss.
I've seen you in action, Jo,
and you are really great
at a lot of your job.
Just not the bits
that I'm looking at.
Honestly, it's not personal.
If it's any consolation,
you are not getting fired.
- I am.
- What?
Yep. Apparently,
getting rid of you
is too expensive
as is keeping me.
So, the ambulance service
is replacing me with an app.
An app?
An app. Yes.
The paramedics will log on
after every call out
and click on a sad face
or a happy face.
And that's their
mental health taken care of.
That is shitty, George.
Really shitty.
You don't deserve
to lose your job,
even though your job is not
a proper job, just talking.
- Thanks.
- Look, why don't you stick around for the party?
Nah, I'm just gonna
get my things and go.
It's been a really long day.
- Plus, I am a recovering alcoholic, Jo...
- Yes.
- ...remember, so...
- Yes, I do remember.
...parties are the last thing
I need.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Fair enough.
Fair enough, George.
Oh.
It looks like
we've both had a mare today.
You lost your job,
I lost Loz.
I had him.
One night.
It was perfect.
Oh, I just wish
I could find him and explain.
Come on, you know Lawrence
better than anyone.
Surely you'd know
where he'd go in a crisis?
George, you're a leg.
Oh, Jo, before you go,
just in the spirit
of reconciliation,
can I just say
you have taught me more
than I could ever teach you.
I know. And sorry I bit you
on the chin, George.
All right, Lozzer?
I just came here
to talk to Karen.
Oh, right.
Hi, Karen, I'm Jo.
Pleasure to meet you.
So, er...
what are you chatting about?
- The bench? Yeah.
- It did come up, yeah.
The fact that you stole
my dead wife's memorial bench
and kept it in your flat
for a year and a half.
When you say it like that, Loz,
out loud, it does sound bad.
But it was ages ago
and I was in a...
very bad place.
Please, Lawrence, I...
We can't throw this away
over one admittedly
massive bump in the road.
I honestly don't think
Karen would want that.
No, I wouldn't.
Sorry. That
was out of order. Sorry, Loz.
Sorry, Karen.
I'm just saying Steve needs
proper mental health support.
Not a paramedic every few weeks.
Yeah. Yeah, you're right.
It's tragic, really.
On the other hand,
who had phone?
Darryl. Darryl, mate,
you've won 40 quid.
Come on!
Come on!
It's not funny.
And I'm not in the mood.
I wanted today
to be a great shift
out of respect for Tasha.
Come on, she would have
fucking loved the call out
where the man
stuck your keys up his ass.
Yes, I suppose so.
I might
see if I can get a fresh set.
Ones that haven't been in a man.
Hmm.
It was insane but I was just...
desperate.
And I was so jealous
because you were basically
still seeing Karen who was...
No of fence, Karen.
...in the ground.
I never cried like I cried
when that bench was taken.
I was there.
Oh, you really, really cried.
I didn't know if it was a sign
from Karen or from God
or some other religious figure.
Although I'm not
strictly religious,
more Zen Buddhist if I was to...
Please, Lawrence,
just make your point,
I'm... dying here.
The reason it hurt was because
I felt like Karen
was being taken from me again.
Oh, I...
It was the only thing
people could take
because there was no one else
I cared about.
But there is now.
You.
I don't want
to lose you as well.
Fuck... Thank fuck.
Sorry, Karen. Loz...
The reason I came here
was to talk to Karen
and make peace
with me moving on.
She'd want me to be happy.
And you know Jo makes me happy.
Aw.
That is so good of you, Karen.
Thank you.
And I will take care of him.
And of course, I will return
the bench to the park
for all the little hobos
to sleep on.
We'd best go and...
leave you to your eternal rest.
Okay, Loz, just give me
a few minutes,
I'm just gonna
finish our girlie chat.
Okay.
Hey, Karen.
I won.
♪ Shake that thing
Miss Cana, Cana ♪
♪ Shake that thing... ♪
What the fuck are you...
Fuck are you doing?
♪ Jodi and Rebecca
Woman get busy ♪
♪ Just shake
That booty non-stop ♪
♪ When the beat drops
Just keep swinging it ♪
♪ Get jiggy, get crunked up ♪
♪ Percolate anything
You want to call it ♪
♪ Oscillate you hip
And don't take pity ♪
♪ Me want fi see you get live
'pon the riddim when me ride ♪
♪ And me lyrics
A provide electricity ♪
♪ Gal nobody
Can tell you nuttin'... ♪
Stop that foolishness, man.
If you're gonna dance,
just dance, Wendy.
Yo. Yo, what are you doing?
Get off.
Yo! I do the winding.
I don't get wind.
What are you doing?
I'm shaking
what my mama gave me.
Yeah, you've deaded it now.
I want a work divorce.
Get off me. Get off me.
- All right, Lawrence.
- All right, Maleek.
- Lawrence.
- Jo's looking for you.
- Yeah, she's already found me.
- Lads.
- We need to keep this on the down-low, Lawrence.
- Mmm.
Don't want everyone knowing
that you are seeing your crazy boss.
- So, er, keep it professional.
- Yeah.
- Or, I was thinking maybe...
- Yeah.
My brother Lawrence!
- Yeah, man!
- All right.
Never seen anyone kiss before,
you pervs?
You, I didn't stay stop.
That's what I'm talking about.
You are on fire, Gary.
God gave me these moves.
I just use them.
God, I'm hot.
You are, boy.
Gary!
- Oh, gosh.
- Gary.
Okay, focus.
Everyone who's been drinking,
step away from Gary.
Move, move, move.
Watch out, watch out.
Here. Please take this.
I stopped drinking cause of
the counselling and all that.
What, you stopped drinking?
I stayed off it
out of solidarity with you.
You dance like that sober?
Maleek and Wendy,
you're on Gary.
Darrells get the defib.
- Kareshma, call Trish.
- I can't.
You can, you will. If it comes from
me, she'll think she's a widow. Go.
Jo.
I've got nothing.
Nothing.
I didn't even know
you could dance like that.
Proper pop locking and that.
- Just...
- Oh, she's coming.
You all right, lovey.
Hey, mate.
- How's he doing?
- He's critical but stable.
What kind of
a shit partner am I?
Oh, don't be silly.
It's not you.
It's the way
they dance, Kareshma.
They always look like
they're having a seizure.
It throws
your warning system way off.
He's such an annoying prick
and I know I rip the literal
piss out of him all the time,
but...
I can't lose him.
I don't know
what I'd do without him.
Ah, it's all right, mate.
All right, bell ends.
It's been a long all night
and you all
smell like ass so, er,
why don't you get home?
I'm... I'm staying.
Yeah, I'm staying too.
We're all staying.
All right, for Gary.
Yeah.
Well, usually after something
like this, I say,
"Fuck it. Let's do shots."
Er, but, er...
This is bad and, er...
we should share some feelings.
Er, mental health and all that.
- To brother Gary.
- To Gary.
- To Gary.
- To Gary.