Trying

I don't even know why we're doing this. I've already got a shirt for work.

You need more than one outfit, Jase. You're not a cartoon character.

You're a manager now.

You can't go to work dressed in the same shirt you buried your uncle in.

And we can't sit at home waiting for news about James.

As soon as you forget, the thing that you're waiting for happens.

Everyone knows that.

I don't wanna be one of those people who sells out as soon as they make it.

I become a manager and then suddenly I'm wearing a £34 shirt,

like I forgot where I came from.

Jase, this is not Dylan going electric.

This is you looking smart on your first day after promotion.

Oh, no, it's just Karen.

She's asked me to go wedding dress shopping.

She never asks me to do things like that.

Right, I need to nail this.

Maybe I should take the morning off work tomorrow to do a mood board.

No, that's crazy. I'll just do a couple of hours when I get in tonight.

-Oh, look! This is nice. -Yeah.

-That's lovely. -You like that? Let's have a look.

Yeah. That's all right, actually, innit?

-Yeah? -Yeah, I don't--

-No, hang on a second. -Yeah?

-Those are little ducks. -I know.

-No, no. I thought they were dots. -No, they're little ducks.

Nikki, my dad's from Dagenham. He left school when he was 16.

-I can't wear a shirt with ducks on it. -No, they're nice ducks.

I'm gonna spend the whole day making sure people don't get close enough

to see they're not dots but little ducks.

-It's a lot of extra stress I don't need. -I'm sorry. We're gonna get it.

It makes you look grown-up. It makes you look like a manager, like a dad.

-Yeah, but I wanna be a cool dad. -No. No, no.

No one wants cool parents. My friend Cecile had cool parents,

and she had to do her homework on a mini trampoline

because her mum sold her kitchen table to pay for a clowning workshop.

We're just-- We're gonna be boring, okay?

-For James. -Hey.

You know it's not definite that we're getting him, don't you?

-Yes, yes. -Yeah?

No, I know. It's just... I've got a good feeling about it.

Let's have a look.

-Yeah. All right, then. -Yeah?

Is that the-- Yeah, right size. Let's do it. Okay.

-I think it's nice. -Okay.

Mate, just so as you know, they're little ducks.

They made 'em really small so they look like dots, but they're not. They're ducks.

FYI.

-Hello. -All right.

Hi.

Any news on James?

No, not yet, but we're hoping to hear today, so...

-Okay. -Okay, so...

I don't wanna get crazy with this

like some people do.

No. Yeah, no. Of course not.

It's not like I've had a vision of this day since I was a kid.

I'm not that sort of woman.

You know, I don't even wear perfume.

I just smell like whoever's shirt I bought from the charity shop.

It's fine. It's just a dress. Just a dress.

Okay.

-Oh, my God. -Oh, God.

What she come as?

-Hello. -Hello.

-Hello, muffin. Is this smart enough? -What, to go to a shop? Yes, Mum.

Yeah, but it is posh, though, isn't it?

If it's not smart enough, I'm really happy to stand outside.

-Oh, don't be daft. -You're not standing outside.

-You been doing some painting? -What?

No, it's my shirt.

-Should we go? -Oh, Jesus.

Come on. Let's go.

-Where is it? -Okay. It's just there.

Oh, fantastic.

Hi, guys.

Sweets there. So, everyone-- Okay.

So, guys. Wha-- Guys.

Come on, guys. Listen up a sec, please.

Lads!

The Wicked Witch is dead.

And finally, the townspeople are free.

No, no, seriously, though.

I've got a few things that I want to talk about.

A few boring things. Get them out the way.

So I'm gonna put on my little manager's hat.

Written a few things down. Oh, hang on a sec.

Right, anyway. Yeah. So, back to it.

All of your schedules should now be synced to the online diary, so please read.

Mate, if I didn't read Anne Frank's diary for my GCSEs,

what chance have you got? Do you know what I mean?

Nice one. Nice one.

No, no-- Seriously, though. Seriously do have a read.

Okay, I wanna talk about lesson planning, because it--

Sorry. I've just got to... Yeah.

-Hello. -Any news?

-I'm in a meeting. -Okay, you sure you got a signal?

I'm in London, and I'm on the phone to you, so--

Kaia, those are for everyone. Okay?

-Are you sure your phone's fully charged? -It was, but you keep calling me.

-Jack, mate. -Come on.

Listen, I've got to go.

Come on.

Yes. Sorry, sorry. Sorry.

Guys, so what I was saying about less--

All right. Okay, let's just do this one, and then we'll...

Hey! All right, let's-- Have a seat now.

Everyone stop...

Astra, Sienna, Lavinia.

All these dresses sound like people

that would have been a bitch to me at school.

This is all too nice. I should go.

-Would you like a drink? -Bubbly?

-Thank you. -You're welcome.

-Very nice. -I wasn't expecting this.

-Cheers to you. -Cheers.

Yeah, no. No fuss.

All right, ladies. How we doing?

-Hello. -Daryl.

-Hi. -All right?

My wife's ill. Sorry, I'm not usually here, so...

I don't really know about all the dresses and that, but I'll give it a whirl.

I'm exhausts mainly, yeah.

Yeah, she was gonna shut, but to be honest,

it's ten exhausts to one of these,

so shut the garage instead. You know what I mean?

Yeah, so go on. Who's getting married?

-Karen. -My daughter.

All right. Yeah, nice. Congratulations.

-And what's your fella's name? -Scott.

Scott? That's my middle name.

-How funny. -Funny.

What are chances of that? That's magic. Brilliant.

Right.

So... you know, style-wise, what ya--

What are you gonna go for then?

Well, just don't wanna look shit.

Okay, yeah. No, fair play, fair play.

Melinda.

The steer is "not shit."

-Sure, we can do that. -Thanks, love.

-Would you like to follow me? -Go on, Karen.

Go on. Enjoy yourself.

She'll have a nice time.

-"A structured applique bodice"-- -Yeah, I don't like it.

Okay.

Yeah, I do prefer the ones with the... long bit.

-Sleeves? -Yeah, sleeves. That's it, yeah.

Yeah, sleeves.

"The classic A-line is a tiered chiffon which drapes effortlessly"...

-No! -It's...

-Off she goes again. -Yeah.

-So is your wife very poorly then? -Yeah, yeah.

Yeah. Both ends. Bless her. Yeah.

Here we go. Look at that. That's the business.

-Karen. -I like it.

-Yeah. It's nice with that. -Yeah.

Cinderella once said, "A dream is a wish your heart makes."

So, you know.

I don't know. It's fine. How am I supposed to feel?

Well, Carol says when it's the one, you cry. That's how you know.

Well, I haven't cried since 2012.

I don't sort of tend to go, but when I go, like--

-I'll go, do you know what I mean? -Do ya?

Yeah.

-Take your watch off. -Why?

You don't wear a Casio watch with a £2,000 wedding dress.

Well, how will I know what time it is?

It's your wedding day. People will tell you the time.

That's why brides don't get to the church on time.

People literally taking their watches off them.

Don't touch me.

Is it her first wedding?

-Yeah. -Yeah.

Oh, it is. Right, yeah. Yeah, it's the best one, innit?

Come on, come on, come on.

Yeah!

Yeah!

Okay. All right, please.

-Forty. We're gonna make it forty. -Forty, forty, forty, forty, forty, forty.

Okay. All right. So--

Oh, no. Hang on, don't leave. We've still got lots of things to get through.

Guys. Guys, there's lots to get through still-- you can't--

Do you know what that was about?

Why hold a meeting if you've got nothing to say?

Bloody hell.

I'm having a lovely time.

Do you know, I've always sort of wanted to be in a women's prison.

There's so much camaraderie, et cetera.

What about this?

-Oh, no. -No.

Do you think she's happy?

Yeah. Yeah, I do.

You were always happy.

Well, in your way.

I just want to see her smile.

Any news?

No, not yet.

I've a good feeling, though.

What's it like?

What?