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Alright.
"My mother always refuses fresh produce."
"I'm Nigel, I'm only nine years old, and I've never eaten vegetables that aren't packed in cans."
- Thank you, Mrs. Slater. - Come on, Nigel.
Come on, hurry up! What have you done?
Oh, hurry up!
"It must be a lack of nutrition that makes my father angry often."
"He is not a sweet-hearted man, even though he likes sweet foods."
Not like that, man!
"My mother's sweetness offset her inability to cook, even to make sandwiches."
"When you lose something, you will want it even more."
- Then, can we make a cake? - If you have to.
Oh!
What do you mean by that?
I can't even read this. Oh right, flour.
16 ounces.
Ooh!
I think that's enough.
Oh, yes, sift the flour first.
And butter.
Oh.
Mum...
Oh, honey. Daddy would be happy.
Mum, let me do it.
Shhh, listen.
Don't worry, we will enliven with a little sugar.
Well, it's not too bad.
Mum, dinner!
They are all burning.
I thought I'd better make toast.
"No matter how bad, it's impossible not to love someone who made you toast."
"After you bite the crusty surface and penetrate the soft dough below..."
"and tasting the butter, warm and salty, you've been trapped forever."
Anyone want more tea?
- What are you doing? - Oh!
- Nothing. - Sleep, young man.
Alright, I'll leave.
You don't think something is wrong with him, right?
Here it is. And one pound of fatty bacon, huh?
Yes, please.
- Here it is, Mrs. Patten. - Thank you.
- Yes, Mr. Salt? - One pound of Caerphilly, please.
Alright.
Need anything else?
- Some raspberries, huh. - Of course.
Hi, Nige.
Let's work.
"What are you doing?"
Making compost.
What is compost?
A kind of natural way to melt everything together.
Come here.
Pull your hand.
- Right, feel it - Hot! - Cool ?
Everything melts, brings out the benefits.
That's what I like about gardens.
What?
They live.
- What do you mean by life? - Come here.
Now, there are around 100,000 biological reactions that occur around us.
Thousands of new things are being born.
All these smells and tastes, no wonder it is a stimulus to the senses.
For the sake of nature, right?
What?
Come on.
Alright.
Kiss this.
Do you know what that is?
Come on. Guess what.
- I don't know. - Well, what makes you think about?
Parma Violet?
- Enjoyment. - Enjoyment? - Yes.
cool right?
Can you really eat them like that? Are they dirty?
You will be told there are a lot of dirty things the real thing will not harm you.
- In fact, most of them are good for you, at least in my opinion. - For example?
Gardening.
What does it feel like?
You don't know unless you try it.
Well, it's up to you.
Nigel?
Nigel, come on.
A piece of boiled beef,
As a pudding sponge, and a can of mixed vegetables, huh.
Can we eat spaghetti bolognese?
- Can it be repeated, Nigel? - Spaghetti bolognese.
That's Italian food. The sauce can be obtained from the can.
I don't know how to cook things like that.
I will teach you.
Are you sure this is a good idea?
You have to put it in the pan.
What is this?
- This is spaghetti bolognese. This is Italian food. - Italy?
What's wrong with you, Nigel? This food is rock hard.
You haven't cooked yet.
A stupid idea, in my opinion.
Right, I told you it won't fit.
- What is this? - Cheese.
Percy Salt says you have to put it or it won't taste good.
- It smells like vomit. - Alan!
I don't want to.
Here it is.
Mmm, delicious.
You just have to rotate the fork.
I thought this food was stale.
Nigel, get Mum's bag.
Bring me Mum's bag!
Come on, Nigel!
Stupid child! Fast.
I think I'd better make toast.
"I think she's pregnant."
Pregnant?
What is the connection with breathing?
Shortness of breath, nausea. I'm telling you, my mother is like that too.
Sick all the time for no reason, picky food.
Nine months later, hello!
Julie appeared.
How do you think she is pregnant?
gosh, Nigel.
I don't think they are still doing... ... sex
-... for years. - You will be surprised.
Oh, milk. I think I'm going to throw up.
Hey, I want to drink it if you don't want to.
- What do I get? - I'll show my underwear.
I will let you see my name.
- What? - Then if you give me your pudding, I'll let you feel it.
Well, actually, I will save it for later.
Well, just remember in case you want later.
Here, you can take it now.
The offer is still valid, Nigel.
"Josh, how do you know if someone is pregnant?"
- Well, you're not just messing with someone, right? - Not me, my mother.
Your mother.
He keeps getting sick all the time.
Well, he doesn't look pregnant, Nige.
I hope not.
What's wrong if is pregnant, right?
I'm afraid...
... if he goes to the hospital, I'll be taken care of by my father.
Oh, no. I better go inside.
Why?
I always like to rain in the summer.
After all, what's wrong with your father?
I don't think he likes me.
Don't be silly, what can not like about you?
I think he thinks there's something wrong with me.
It's ridiculous, come on!
Come on, Nige.
Use it until this one is dry.
There's nothing wrong with with you, Nigel.
Everything will be fine.
Here.
I like pork pie.
Hurry up, Nigel!
Oh, come on, come on!
- Are we almost there? - Nigel, we haven't even left Wolverhampton.
Do we have to go to Penarth?
The air is very good.
Try to have fun, Nigel.
For your mother's sake.
There's nothing you can do in Penarth.
Nonsense.
This is the most luxurious resort on the Welsh coast.
This could be worse.
They say they will pick up tomorrow.
Oh, alright.
Come on, Nigel. Nigel!
Sit right, Nigel. Anyone want tomatoes?
You don't have to use cream salad if you don't want it.
- Do I have to eat ham? - Of course you will eat ham.
- You are on vacation. - Nigel, you like ham.
I know I like ham, I just don't like the jelly coating.
- Can't we go and eat fish and chips? - For God's sake, just eat it. For your mother's sake.
Look at that! It's really disgusting. Allowing a child to roam naked like that.
- I don't see anything wrong with that. - Don't be stupid, Nigel.
- Many people wander naked. - Don't be silly.
Who have you seen naked?
Josh.
- Josh? - Oh, God! - She's changing clothes.
Has Josh ever...
- has he ever touched you? - Alan, Alan... - Of course not.
Eat only your ham, Nigel.
We will forget everything.
- I'll talk to the old man. - Alan, calm down.
Oh, my goodness!
Oh, back here, you stupid kid!
Oh, my goodness.
Mum, can I ask a question?
You're not pregnant, right?
What made you ask that?
You keep breathing heavily.
Because of my lungs, Nigel.
I will be rather unwell,
maybe for a long time.
But you will be fine when Christmas arrives, right?
I don't know, Nigel.
But you will still teach me how to make chopped pie, right?
- Of course. - Promise?
I promise.
Just because something is wrong with his lungs, does not mean he is not pregnant.
What about Parma Violet?
Don't be stupid, they are for old people.
Whatever, I'm not interested in your opinion. I will ask Josh about that.
- What about some Love Hearts? - Disgust!
They are for girls.
You like the gardener, don't you? How about some Pascall fruit bonbons?
Seriously? They will put you in a nursing home.
And, no, I don't like it, I'm just interested in gardening, that's all.
Nonsense.
The only thing you've ever planted is just a row of radishes.
Anyway, regarding your mother, I disagree.
What about Barley sugar?
We won't eat sugar barley, Warrel, we haven't even been able to drive a car.
I will buy a box of Refreshers and a liter of brown lemon so that we can burn our tongues!
How about it, friends? A liter of brown limes and a box of Refreshers, huh.
Oh, and pork pie.
What is the pie for?
Who are you?
I'm a new gardener, who are you?
- Where is Josh? - I do not know. I was only told to come here twice a week from now on.
- Well, do you want half pork pie? I bought it myself. - Not.
Daddy, what have you done to Josh?
I didn't do anything to Josh.
Joshua no longer works for us.
We have a new gardener, Mr. Watford.
- Josh is my friend. - Joshua is not your friend!
Now, get Joshua out of your mind! Ouch!
And I don't want you to mention his name again!
- I want you to bring this to your mother. - I hate you.
I warn you, Nigel...
Now bring this to your mother.
And whatever you do, don't bother him.
Thank you.
Daddy!
Daddy! Father!
I told you to not bother him!
Come on.
Let's eat Crumpet cake.
He won't get well at Christmas right?
No, kid.
Here's how...
What will happen to him? Will he be okay?
Nigel, erm...
Everything will be fine.
Nigel?
Mum?
Shouldn't you be in bed?
I want you to help me.
What is it for?
Chopped pies.
This isn't even Christmas yet.
No problem.
Now do it.
- Oh, Mum... - It's okay.
Everything is fine.
Just put it back.
No one will know.
This pie will be very delicious.
Perfect.
Here, here. Now we cut them.
- Nigel... - Mmm-hmm?
- I love you. - I love you too, Mother.
- Now what we need is the minced meat. - I'll take it.
- I can't see it everywhere. - It's there, somewhere, Nigel, I know it's somewhere.
Don't worry. I will find it. - I can't see it everywhere. - It's there, somewhere, Nigel, I know it's somewhere.
Don't worry. I will find it.
I don't understand. There must be somewhere inside here.
- It should be here. I'm sure how come it's here. - Not really.
Let me see.
I have specifically asked your father to buy it.
I'm sorry, Nigel.
You said you would teach me.
Well...
We will put it in the fridge -... and we will buy it tomorrow from Percy Salt. - But you promised!
You will leave me with him, right?
- This isn't fair! - Nigel...
Come here...
- I hate you! - Come here, come here.
- Alright. - You really are disappointing!
I hope you die! - OK. - You really are disappointing!
I hope you die!
Alright, alright, alright.
It's okay.
- What is that? - This is your Christmas socks, Nigel. - But it's still a month away.
We thought we would give you your prize earlier this year. As a special surprise.
We think we will open it in the morning.
I don't want to open it in the morning. It will ruin Christmas.
Nigel, help!
Your mother asked me specifically.
OK. I think so.
So, you won't leak the contents to me right?
No, I won't divulge it.
But you may not open it until the mother arrives.
Night.
Daddy?
"With Mum leaving, cooking matters don't get better."
"And after months of eating only cheese on toast, Daddy decided to try more."
Damn it!
Oh! Ouch!
This is disgusting.
- You haven't even tried it yet. - This food isn't even cooked.
God, Nigel, just eat it.
There are children in Biafra who will exchange their right hand with Pie Fray Bentos.
- Eat your pie. - Not.
- Eat your pie, Nigel. - Do not want.
I'm warning you.
- No! - ENOUGH!
- Eat your damn pie! - Not!
- Eat! - Not! - Eat the pie! - Not!
- Maybe it should be like that. - Warrel, it's really raw!
Don't worry about that.
My mother isn't good at the kitchen either.
At least he isn't dead. I wish I came from a normal family.
Nigel, normal family is really overrated.
You might grow be interesting.
I don't want to be attractive. You might grow be interesting.
I don't want to be attractive.
I just want him to like me.
If you want to soften him a little,
You cannot expect something to grow out of nothing.
Remember, the path to a man's heart always through his stomach.
Really? Really.
My father was subdued by my mother's hand when his appetite was caught in a trap.
- Ah, now, take it, this is for you. - Thank you.
That's for me. Thank you very much.
Now, can I help you, son?
I want two Haddock smoke, huh. This is my father's favorite.
- Don't you want something for your mother? - He is died. - OK.
So it's two dollars six cents, honey.
I only have this.
Can you cut it a little?
It's okay, kid, You can get the tail for free.
Um... How do you cook it?
First heat the grill.
Apply a little butter, bake just before you start eating.
- A maximum of ten minutes, understand? - Thank you.
- Where have you been? - Not from everywhere.
Just a little stuck in the factory, Nigel. - Where have you been? - Not from everywhere.
Just a little stuck in the factory, Nigel.
- Do you cook this? - I destroyed it.
No, it's not destroyed.
I like it like this.
No, no. It doesn't taste good.
- Mmm. - Look, Daddy, You don't have to eat it.
No, really, Nigel.
This is very tasty.
"Right, I told you the food will please him."
Haddock is a very superior fish, Nigel.
- I don't think he really likes it. - Engagement requires time.
Especially now that your mother is dead.
I'll tell you, you will be inseparable immediately.
No one can separate you.
Slater!
Where is your milk?
Move forward.
Where is your milk?
I drink it, ma'am.
No, you don't drink it.
I noticed that you gave it to Leonard Watson every day this week. I want you to drink now.
I have to warn you, miss, I have a serious rejection of dairy products.
Drink now, Slater! Milk is good for you!
Alright.
See? That's not too bad.
Sit down.
Guardian. I will do it all afternoon.
- It's really messy here. When was the last time they cleaned up? - Who are you?
Hmm? New cleaners. Who do I look like? Joan of Arc?
Anyone who cleans inside here makes the pig pen look better.
Does my father know you are here?
No, I barged in and thought I'd clean the kitchen floor! Get away.
I don't have all day to talk to you. Errant children know.
Damn, I'll kneel all night cleaning everything.
Mrs. Potter.
- Hmm? - Oh! you are still here.
Oh, Mr. Slater.
I think you're at work right now.
- I noticed you met Nigel. - Oh, yes.
I thought we would be very familiar, yes no, Nige?
"I didn't expect Mrs. Potter to last a long time."
"My dad usually doesn't like to deal with people wearing Crimplene."
"But immediately, I was proven wrong."
"So, Mrs. Potter is part of my father's routine."
"He rubbed, brushed and washed his journey into our lives."
- Hah, are you still here? - Not.
I'm at my house, I'm ironing.
- What are you doing? - I patch your father's socks.
- Why did you do that? - They have holes.
Do you only need to clean up?
What will we do if we only do what we have to do? Do you only need to clean up?
What will we do if we only do what we have to do?
I think you will be happy because I took care of him.
I know what your goal is, so... stay away from the socks.
Listen, Nigel.
Listen, I know you miss your mother, but if there's a hole,
dear, someone will patch it, and that person can be me.
You're wasting your time. I mean, you are just an ordinary person, and anyway, you are married.
I just patched his socks!
Anyway, there's nothing to do with you.
Just because you can sew his clothes, doesn't mean you even look like my mom!
- Forget it! He will never be attracted to you! - Ah, Mrs. Potter.
- You just stay late again. - It's okay, Alan. I just thought, I will patch your socks.
Oh, my goodness, you don't have to do it.
It is not included in the request.
Oh, that's nothing.
Must keep your toes warm!
Oh, by the way, I baked something for your dinner.
Oh, my goodness, Mrs. Potter!
- Apple pie! - Well, I just think you need a little care.
Oh, that's very good.
Isn't that right, Nigel? Oh, that's very good.
Isn't that right, Nigel?
- Oh, it smells delicious. - Oh, it's just something I made suddenly.
By the way, I have to go.
Here, your toes will no longer stick out.
- Maybe I can offer a ride home. - Will you not eat cake?
Well, actually, you might have to cool it down first. Don't burn your lips, right?
No, it's okay. I will take the bus.
No, really, at least this is all I can do.
Oh, alright, if you insist.
Are you okay, Nigel?
See you later, honey.
I won't be long.
Let me open the door. thanks.
"There is no denying Mrs. Potter making a nice apple pie."
"In fact, is better than just delicious."
"The pie is truly extraordinary, and one of the most magnificent things has ever put in my mouth."
- What's the problem? - You wear my mother's apron!
What do you want me to use? An evening dress?
- Do you want to help me bake a cake? - You can't wear it. It's not yours.
Alright! - Do you want to help me bake a cake? - You can't wear it. It's not yours.
Alright!
No need to overdo it, punk.
This is just an apron.
Does your husband know that you are cooking our dinner?
Listen, don't patronize me, kid.
Just because I'm not talking about everything, doesn't mean I'm stupid, you know.
You are a child. You know nothing that people have gone through.
Here is the apron.
Didn't think you were so sentimental about aprons, after what I had heard about cooking.
You have to go to sleep immediately.
- Where did you go? - Exit !
You will go with him, won't you?
Only for short trips.
- I have to have my own life. - With Mrs. Potter?
This is just an ordinary meeting.
Please, Daddy, Don't leave me alone.
You will be fine, Nigel.
"Hello."
"Joan, is that you? Is there Joan Potter? Who is this ?!"
- I don't understand why he has to come. - Look, there's nothing wrong with me inviting Mrs. Potter.
This is a Masonic event this season.
Father, he is our cleaner.
I mean, look where he lives.
- Look, Joan has been very kind to us. - He lives in a government aid house.
- No problem where he lives. - This is not true.
She should be inside with her husband, instead of coming out with us for Masonic dance.
You don't want to be left alone!
Now, you don't understand anything about Mrs. Potter's personal problems.
Anyway, he has nothing to hide.
She is a very respectable woman.
Damn, shit, shit.
Damn duck!
I damaged my tights on the wall. SIAL!
Come on, honey. Let's move before anyone pays attention to us.
- Oh, hello, Nigel. - Hello. - Well, it's really fun.
The three of us are together.
Hello. Have you met Joan? Joan Potter. Ruby Sturridge.
- Nice to meet you. - He is our cleaner.
Oh.
Oh, yes.
In my opinion, Vim is a very superior scourer,
... even though I've been very impressed with the new version of Mr. Sheen. Do you know that?
Don't you think aerosols are very helpful?
Compared to Cream Jif, they are truly extraordinary.
I use bicarb on milk stains. It's the only thing that removes the stench.
There is nothing worse than milk thickening rotting away on the carpet.
No. Believe me, if you are spilled, bicarb is the solution.
Joan, eat it.
- No, I'm controlling my weight. - Can I eat your rations?
Yes, we had visited Alderman Cartwright for certain purposes, only recently.
Oh, huh? I know people who clean it for him, of course.
His personal hygiene is not so good...
... so they told me.
Very rarely clean the windows.
Oh, Brian. Excuse me.
I cleaned my own house, of course.
Nothing can beat the chamois skin, never can without my Windolene.
- Do you have a favorite disinfectant, Mrs. Sturridge? - Wow, I don't think I know.
I have to ask Mrs. Miller, our housekeeper.
Oh.
You might want to ask for it to pay attention to the stain.
- Although there isn't much you can do anymore. - Oh, shit!
Do you want to dance?
I really want to. Come on
Wait.
A little Dutch.
It won't take long.
He must have paid a huge overtime.
You know, I've never seen your father dance before.
- That might be a blessing. - Do you think I should try to stop them?
There isn't much you can do.
He may be normal, but nothing he doesn't know about cleaning products.
If I am you, I will only try to enjoy food.
I told you, they put beautiful flowers on the women's toilet.
I thought it was to cover up the smell of piss.
Fun, huh?
Thank you for coming, Joan.
No thanks.
Are you okay here?
Yes. We better just look for it.
See you later, honey. Are you okay, honey?
I'm fine. Please, just go home, Mrs. Potter.
Yes. I'll go home.
Can you move forward now, Nigel?
What do you think about Joan, Nigel?
Mrs. Potter?
I think in some ways he is quite like your mother.
He doesn't look like my mother.
Look, Nigel...
I love your mother.
And I will always love your mother.
But sometimes things change.
Life goes on.
- We have to accept that. - I don't mind changing.
I don't mind continuing to live life. I just don't like Mrs. Potter.
Give him a chance.
You don't know what it feels like to live in that settlement.
I don't care where he comes from.
I just hate it.
I just...
Oh, my goodness.
Oh!
He dances with your father?
- I thought he would kiss my father if I wasn't there. - Urgh.
Maybe this is just a stage, because he is sad because of your mother.
I think he doesn't even think about my mother anymore. Especially, Mrs. Potter is a brilliant chef.
I won't worry about that.
- Her husband will know, beat your father and you will get a new cleaner. - Do you think so?
That's what happened to Uncle Harry.
- So, do you think this isn't something serious? - Do not be stupid.
You don't need to worry about anything.
Come on, Nigel!
Where do we want to go?
You will know.
This is a surprise.
Nigel, I know things have been difficult since your mother died,
but you have been very patient,
- right? - Are we almost there?
And it's just that, I've been thinking...
... maybe it's better for all of us if we start a new beginning of everything.
What do you mean, start a new start?
Well, that's because... since your mother died, What do you mean, start a new start?
Well, that's because... since your mother died,
everything seems goes the wrong way.
- That's all. - So we can hire a new cleaner?
No, no, we don't need a new cleaner.
Joan is not... _ Mrs. Potter is not the problem here.
Is this it?
Beautiful, right?
Imagine staying here. There are no neighbors.
Privacy is perfect. Beautiful countryside views.
- Father, what's wrong? - No, no. Just want to tell you.
- This place has a dump tank and everything. - Father, who lives here?
Well, actually...
... we live here.
What do you mean ?! All items come this afternoon.
But what about school? What about Warrel?
- I mean, this place is miles away from anywhere. - You will get used to it, Nigel.
I don't want to get used to it. We can't move here.
- What about Mrs. Potter? - Look, everything will be fine, Nigel.
This is not the end of the world.
What might be worse than moving here?
Ah! Nigel! Woo-hoo!
Sweetie!
Greet your Aunt Joan.
You can call me Joanie, if you like.
I know it's a bad idea not to tell him.
I will overcome this.
Listen, I know it's all a little surprising for you.
I know it's very difficult.
I can never replace your mother.
But I know how it feels to be alone.
I'm not your enemy, Nigel.
I want to leave everything bad feeling behind,
make a new start here,
three of us.
Mmm?
Give us a chance here.
Come on.
We can get through it.
Together.
No! You're just a cleaner, for God's sake, go back to Wolverhampton!
Now, you pay attention, the child is spoiled naughty,
I've sacrificed everything to come here and take care of you, okay?
I will be hanged if I to return to Wolverhampton.
So, let's stop the bullshit, huh?
You just have to get used to it,
... or I will make every hour of your days a total misery! UNDERSTANDING?
Everything okay?
Yes! Of course, honey!
I think we've solved all the problems, isn't that right, Nigel?
He might not be your mother, Nigel, but he is truly an extraordinary chef.
Well, as they usually say in Wolverhampton, bon appeti-ti!
Everything done?
That's really delicious, honey.
Nigel, help Joan do the dishes.
- I have the task of reading books that must be completed for school. - There are no buts, Nigel, help Joan. Nigel, help Joan do the dishes.
- I have the task of reading books that must be completed for school. - There are no buts, Nigel, help Joan.
- Oh, Nigel Slater, good bag! - Give it back!
Now, because this is the beginning of a new semester, you all need to choose one option.
- Sissy! - Slater, pay attention.
Now, raise your hand for Wood.
Family Welfare Education (PKK)?
Are you serious?
Ah, you will eat them later with Mami and Papi?
Oh, hello, Nigel.
- What are you doing there? - There is no.
Really delicious.
- What cover? - How about scones?
A scone?
And a cup of tea?
Is he okay?
- Where did they come from? - I made them, earlier.
What do you mean, did you make them, earlier?
- at school. Taste it. - But I've made a gooseberry fondant cake.
I'm sure it will last.
Actually, they are not bad at all, Nigel.
Very good effort.
Does this mean you will cook every Wednesday from now on?
Yes, that's the case I mean actually.
Very good, Nigel. Mmm!
Yes, very good, kid.
Good.
Oh, great work, Nigel!
Oh dear, I think this is the result very careless cuisine. Well, this is why we have to put...
What does all this mean? This is Wednesday, I've made Shepherd's pie.
Oh, I'm sorry, honey, really forgot. Oh, alright, it's okay.
Mmm, looks delicious, baby.
Put it in the fridge. I'm sure it will last, baby.
- Oh, hello, Nigel. - I made Triffle.
Oh, Nigel, we eat early.
Yeah, but there are a few pieces of lemon meringue pie over there.
That's the best lemon meringue pie I've ever tasted.
Oh, thank you, I will have to make it every day! That's the best lemon meringue pie I've ever tasted.
Oh, thank you, I will have to make it every day!
It's the best lemon meringue you've ever tasted.
That is the best lemon meringue anyone has ever tasted.
If I'm you, kid, I'll give up.
You will never even get close to the taste.
What did you enter to make it so soft?
If you want to make lemon meringue, honey, you have to get your own recipe.
You really have to go home now, Nigel.
Don't you have some homework to do?
Get away. Cream the potatoes again?
No, honey, I'm... I'm really full.
I spent all afternoon for this.
Erm, alright, just a little.
Oh, I made your favorite food for later, lemon meringue pie.
- Father. - What is that?
- This is lemon meringue. - What?
I made it especially for you.
- What for? - To eat. For snacks.
I don't want a snack, we just had our tea.
But I think you like Meringue Lemon Pie.
- I can't eat anything now. - By the way, I brought the Victorian Sponge cake that I made before.
But it's freshly baked, Father.
Nigel, listen, I appreciate your efforts but I'm not even hungry at all.
- Just try it. - Not! - I know that you will like it. - Nigel, please help.
Take it away.
That's my recipe.
You certainly stole it.
No, no. I made it myself.
I have all of my lemon skin.
I cook for you, I clean it for you,
I pay attention to all your needs and how do you repay my kindness?
Get out of my way, friend,
... because I'm the one who made the Lemon Meringue here, the basis of the ungrateful filth.
I think you've come out from a real perspective.
- He didn't even try anything. - Perspective? I will give you perspective.
And you can clean it up!
What did he say to him?
I didn't say anything, he was crazy. You have to get rid of him, Father.
I have asked Mrs. Potter to marry me.
- Married? - You will have to accept that.
- or? - Or we have to put you in day care.
We can't continue like this. Joan....
Thank you for the cake, Nigel. Very beautiful.
Yes, that's really not bad for the first attempt.
Everyone likes the food.
My puffs run out like cakes that are still warm.
Not many people come.
Very good Sheila wants to come.
Do you want vol-a-vent? I made them myself.
Are you okay?
Yes, just a little tight... that's all.
Funny, everything is fine just when you go. Oh!
Hey, you must be happy to have a new mother.
Not really.
He might have an ice cold heart, kid, but he really makes jam well.
Her husband lost two things at once when he left.
Well, I'll save this for later.
She's really a nightmare,
... but the bread maker is really good, I think, he could have become a professional.
I made this, actually.
Well, if you can't bear everything, kid, you can always open a catering business.
Wait, wait! No, no, no, no, no.
What are you doing? No, Alan, no!
No, you can't do that!
No, come on, go there.
Let's go to the bedroom.
That's where we can, you know, wearing your old pajamas. Nice.
Come on, Mrs. Slater.
Come on!
Come on, it's our turn.
- 16? - I'm only looking for work for Saturday.
I just want to get out from home, really.
I really am capable. I have read the complete work of Marguerite Patten and everything.
Orange sauce duck,
Boeuf Bourguignon, cordon bleu veal, is the most expensive.
You can feel the duck because of the bones.
This is the art of sophisticated cooking, Nigel.
So this is where the magic happens.
Just random, input, 20 minutes.
Now, if there is no label, just enter it too.
Now, I know it all seems a little complicated at first, but you will soon master it.
Who is that?
The owner's son, from the top floor.
Do you want to pay attention? Apparently, he was training to become a ballerina.
- Really, I can't eat it. - I just cooked it.
Well, we just had dinner an hour ago.
Leave it there. Maybe you are hungry later.
Oh, try to relax, baby.
- What are you doing? - Oh nothing, just watch television, don't mind me.
Where have you been?
Not going anywhere. Get out with some friends.
You don't have friends.
I got a part time job, help at Green Dragon.
- What, pub, restaurant? - Only on Saturdays.
- How much did they pay you? - He didn't say.
I thought you would be happy if I disappeared for a moment from before you.
Uh-huh, yeah.
No, I'm not happy.
Do you think I'm stupid? Do you think I was born yesterday?
I know what you are doing.
Now, the game can be played by two people, baby.
I'll make Boeuf Bourguignon.
Tomorrow, we will have Duck L'orange or kah coq au vin?
And then some mariniere moules. Oh yeah, I can do foreign food, too.
- And that's only for the opening. - Joan! - I do not know what you mean.
Pie, tortes, omelets, seafood, souffles, lots of it.
In fact, I think I'll make Tarte Tatin.
It's a caramel apple pie if you want to know!
Just stop it!
I already have.
It's enough to fight, enough food.
Can you try to get along, at least?
This is sad.
I'm sorry, Father.
Oh, leave, Nigel.
Are you okay?
Eh, yes.
Yes... alright.
Thank you very much.
Thank you.
Mavis!
Hello?
You are Nigel, aren't you?
The helpman from Knightswick Lane.
Not anymore. My father told me to stop coming.
To be honest, I only came to get out of the house.
Although I think in the end I really want to be a chef. How do you know so much about cooking?
I don't know, really.
My grandmother is French, I learned from him sometimes on vacation.
They have a very good attitude, the French people.
- Like Marguerite Patten. - Marguerite Patten right from High Barnet.
They follow their instincts.
Let's get out of here.
That's the problem of everyone around here, they're all so shortsighted.
If you don't come out, you will turn out to be like your parents.
How long have you lived here?
A few years. We moved from Wolverhampton.
Oh, the culinary capital of the Midlands!
What makes you want to be a chef?
Don't know, really. I just like it.
Somehow it feels quite natural.
How do you know that you want to become a ballet dancer?
I don't know. I just agree so that I can leave them.
So, you don't want to be a ballet dancer?
God, no. I have absolutely no instructions what I want.
- How do you survive here? - I don't have many choices.
You have every choice in the world.
You just have to be brave. You can be whatever you want.
- What do you think? - Certain.
If you are brave.
You just have to be prepared to sacrifice something.
See?
You can be anything you want.
Come on, Elizabeth David, we better go back.
Stuart!
Wait!
Stuart!
- See you later. - Come on!
- Can I see you tomorrow? - Oh, my goodness.
- I have to be at the White Lodge in the morning. - What? - The new semester starts on Monday.
Come on! Don't worry, honey, You will find other people to play with.
Please. Don't leave me here alone.
You will be fine, Nige.
- Who is that? - That is Nigel. He used to work in a restaurant.
Dad ?! Hello?
I told him to leave. I told him to hire a gardener.
I said, leave it until next week.
He doesn't even eat right.
- What happened? - I told him, Nigel. I told him. He just doesn't want to listen.
Mrs. Potter, what happened?
He is gone.
One minute he was there with a mower, and no more minutes.
What do you mean, "he's gone"?
She's dead, baby.
We are alone now, son.
Oh, my poor darling
Don't worry. I will take care of you.
We will be able to pass this together.
We both will cook together.
Beautiful and healthy dishes.
We will cook lemon meringue. Every year. In order to warn.
This is your doing.
Nigel! Nigel!
Nigel! Let me in!
Please, Nigel! Open the door! Talk to me! Nigel!
Nigel, come on, kid!
Let me in, baby.
Son, come on!
- I brought a cup of tea and a piece of cake. - I don't want it.
And I don't have to eat it. I don't want you in my life anymore.
Ah, no, you're just upset. What are you doing?
Nigel. Talk to me, kid.
Talk to me!
You win. I will never appear before you again.
- I'm your mother! - you are nobody.
No, wait! Stop!
You are too young! I order you! Nigel! Slater! Stop this now!
I said, now!
Nigel, you can't leave me alone here!
You are the only one I have!
I will make up for everything. I will cook whatever you want.
Please, Nigel, tell me something.
Thank you.
What do you mean, thank you?
What do you mean, thank you ?!
What do you mean ?!
Nigel! Come back, Nigel!
Nigel Slater! Come back here now!
- So, how old are you really? - 17.
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