Get a move on. I wanna be home...
for Downton Abbey. - All right.
What about you, Ayyash? You buying?
No, I told you, I need work.
No, no, not now.
Bill, Bill!
Bill, Bill
Go on. Go on.
- Nothing. All right? - Okay.
Open this door! Open this door now!
- Open it! - Pull me up.
- Get him. - Fuck! Let me go.
Get him.
They were a gift from my mother.
A gift!
Oh, mate. Could be worse, mate. Could be naked.
- Why would I not have pants on? - You got good legs.
I don't know, just..
It could be worse. What's he...?
Don't bend down.
Fucking hell.
Don't... What are you...? What are you doing?
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
That is so much better, bruv. Look at you.
- Look at... - Get off, man.
- Oh, shit.
That's mine.
That's my home.
That's my home there.
Victor gets good stuff, you know.
Yeah, man.
Man, where do you get that, man?
Where's my phone?
Let me see that.
This must belong to Victor, you know.
Not anymore.
Oh, my God.
- What's up with you, bruv? - Shut it.
Who you telling to shut up, bruv?
There's a shitload.
Shit.
- Good morning, Nat. - Is it?
- Mom. - You think I'm blind?
I can't see you running like an idiot
with your bottom hanging out?
- What if I was naked? - Where are your trousers?
- I lost them. - How can you lose trousers?
You up to no good with no trousers?
No, I was just out with friends.
I work two jobs, day and night,
and you joke around, day and night.
How will you find work like that?
Mom, we've been here two years.
No one wants someone like mo.
When your father gets here, he will...
No, he'll never get here.
Don't say that.
Ha will come- I promise.
- I'm moving. Moving?
I said to Edith, "What about my arthritis?”
She said,"it won't matter when you starve."
- Where to? - Manchester. Near the boys.
Always raining in Manchester. Not good for the bones.
Well, thanks for your custom.
Bye-bye. - Thank you. Goodbye.
Another regular gone.
That reminds me, you hear Cyril Green died?
Oh, no.
I didn't know you were friends.
All my customers are either leaving or dying.
Mrs. Silverman, nice of you to pop by.
Nat, darling. I've told you before, it's Joanna.
Yeah. What can I do for you?
Nothing, darling. Just passing.
Nat, do you think
you could come around to my place a bit later?
- Today? - I won't take no for an answer.
Gonna have to buy some flowers.
You take your landlady flowers?
Only since her Maurice died.
- That's even worse. - Hey, no. it's not like that.
I gotta keep her sweet.
What you got there? Carlson's?
I told you, Edith said if I...
I don't want that in my shop.
It's a bag.
It's a dagger in my heart.
Get a real job.
Can I have a word?
Look, Nat, I've really enjoyed working here...
and you've taught me everything I know about baking.
Are you dying. Danny?
Not as far as I know.
Good. Then I'll see you tomorrow.
Maybe I should just give you this.
Right.
I'd really like you to read it.
For goodness sake.
You're giving notice.
I'm grateful for the opportunity, but...
Oh, I can't lose you now, Danny.
I'm really sorry, Nat.
What, you're not happy here?
No, no, it's not that.
It's just... Michelle is expecting,
and we need a bigger place.
- Cotton's have said that... - Cotton's?
You bloody traitor.
- Gel out of my... - Hello.
You've no need to hand in your notice.
You're fired.
Yeah, hallo.
Get in. Come on.
So?
You set me up.
That stuff you put in my pocket.
- If the police had caught ma... - Look, where's my stuff?
I haven't got it.
Stay where you are.
Don't be stupid, I know where 'you live.
Come on.
So. Come here, come here. So?
I hid it. Just in case.
Well, good. That's good thinking.
I knew you were a smart boy.
You didn't get caught.
You kept your mouth shut.
I just had to test you, that's all.
Look at this piazza, eh?
Nothing changes.
You need to get out and make something of yourself,
- like I did. - What, with this?
I want to work for you.
Wall, that's why I had to test you.
- So, I passed? - Get yourself a cover lob.
- What? - My employees earn good money.
People who earn good money spend it.
People with no jobs spending money draws attention.
I don't like attention.
Get yourself a cover job, and then come see me.
Sixty...
And bring my stuff back.
If I could get a cover job, I wouldn't need this one.
- Hello. - Ayyash?
- I'm afraid it's not... - Who is this?
- Where have you been? Nowhere.
- Have you got it? - Got what?
- I need it back. - Okay, okay.
Where is the rest?
Is this all of it?
Yep.
Lucas? - it's most of it.
Get in here.
Hello, Ayyash. I believe these belong to you.
Nat, how good of you to come.
You told me to.
Come in. Come in.
Thank you.
There was a lot of drugs floating around
in that club last night.
I told you, my son wasn't involved. He's a good boy.
You often go out the window, do you?
There was a lot of noise. I just followed my friends.
- Your friends get something to hide? -No.
- You got something to hide? - No.
Humanitarian protection and discretionary leave to remain.
Listen, I don't want to sea your face again, all right?
Otherwise it will mean trouble. You got it?
Thank you.
Are you in trouble?
It's nothing.
What were you doing in a nightclub?
It's where my friends were.
You don't want me to have friends?
I don't like being your mother and your father...
- I don't want you to... - But that's what Allah wanted...
wand he has his reasons.
I called. The police answered.
There's a job where I work.
We don't see you at the
Friendship Club tea dances anymore.
And you were always such a good dancer.
Wall, there's no one to dance with, really, is there?
Time is a great healer, Nat.
But your Maurice only died six weeks ago.
And only now am I beginning to move on.
Mrs. Silverman. Joanna. Is this about the shop?
You're as bad as Maurice. There's more to life, Nat.
Joanna, please?
Oh, if you insist.
- I'm selling up. - What?
The freehold on the shop.
Wall, Maurice is gone, and it was his thing, really.
Yeah, but if someone buys the building,
they could force me out.
Oh, I'm sure he wouldn't do that.
The community needs you.
- He? He who? - The man who wants to buy it.
He thinks he can charm an old woman...
“but I like my men a little bit more mature.
The deal for the chemist went through this evening.
We're just waiting on the bakery.
Tom, I need this deal.
Tie up the bakery from the old dear soon.
And it's an even older tenant?
The Jaw will know he's beaten soon enough.
Once you own the whole parade,
we can demolish it and you can build your car park.
Yeah.
Should be smooth sailing from here on in.
Good morning. This ls the BBC News at 5 a.m.
Why do you wanna work in a bakery?
Doughnuts.
- Come again? - I love doughnuts.
Yeah.
Oh, God.
Why do you want to work in a bakery?
Yes, please.
Bloody hell...
Is he all right?
- What's he doing? - I don't know.
Why do you wanna work in a bakery?
Because I love my grandpa, and I love fairy cakes.
In that order.
Livvy, my little darling.
- Where's your mother? - She's shopping next door.
Come here.
I've come about the job.
- How do you know about the job? - I can read.
So you know what "apprentice" means, do you?
Like the show. You're fired.
What?
Ho, it means you're hired.
Oh, I only wish I could.
Why can't you?
Well, if you worked here,
I... I couldn't give you free fairy cakes.
What if you paid me in fairy cakes?
- Here? - Yes.
You work for a Jew?
I heard they bake with blood.
Stupid boy.
Have you been robbed?
Yeah, in a manner of speaking.
Fat lot of use this was.
Are we too late?
No, no. Spot on, as usual.
No, for the job.
Job? What, this job?
Has he got any baking experience?
I made toast this morning.
No, son, this isn't for you.
Please, Mr. Dayan.
He's a good boy, mostly.
And a fast learner.
Maybe a trial?
- For minimum wage? - Mom.
All right. All right, a trial.
But he does what I say, when I say. Deal?
He starts first thing in the morning, 5 a.m., right?
Sharp.
"Don“t be late on your first day."
What the hell are you doing?
You're Muslim?
Yes.
What, your mother too?
Yeah.
You never said.
You never asked.
I thought you were just African.
We are African. Stupid Jew.
What?
Oh, this is true.
Well, can't you do that at home?
Not until sunrise.
Well, do it somewhere else, will you?
Do it in the back.
Somebody might see you.
Don't want MI5 knocking the door down.
- Is that the lot? - Why can't I bake?
Just get on with it, will you?
Just get on with it.
- I heard Danny left. - Yeah, yeah.
- Who's that? - It's the cleaner's boy.
- Hello. - He's deaf.
And mute.
Oh, bloody hell.
Clean it up, will you?
He lip-reads.
- Yeah? - I got a cover job.
No, no, pestering motorists is not a job, mate.
Not that one. Another one.
- Doing what? - In a shop. Nothing much.
Right, come in.
Oi, no skimming, no smoking, no dealing for anyone else.
You work for me and me alone.
No coke, no crack. no smack, no E, no LSD.
That stuffs poison.
You get me?
Keep that.
Cash drop in one week.
Okay.
How are you going to buy it yourself'?
Man, this is crazy.
I'll talk lo Mrs. Silverman.
Maybe I could mortgage the house.
You could buy it, Dad.
Please, eat up, young lady.
I'm saving myself for dessert.
It's not one of Grandpa's.
Thanks, Grandpa.
I did not hear you come in.
How was your first day?
Fine. Good.
I'm so proud of you.
You work hard for Mr. Dayan,
and we'll be able to get a better place soon.
I'm going to work.
Okay, I'm just gonna go to bed.
Dad, look, we've been talking.
Makes a change.
You run the shop. You're alone in that big house.
You should be taking it easy.
I'll take it easy when I'm dead.
- I don't want Grandpa to die. - Thanks, Dad.
It's all right, sweetheart. Grandpa's not gonna die.
Just your mother and father want him to.
Dad.
The shop has been losing money for years.
I mean, how much longer can it go on?
The shop has been in the family for over a century.
And if anyone cared,
it'd be there for another century.
I care.
It's just a shop.
Dad, please. We've got dessert.
Yeah, looks lovely- Good night, kids.
What are you staring at?
Nothing.
What the hell are you doing?
Nothing.
You've got food dye all around your mouth.
Oh, I was pretending to be a vampire.
Have you seen the Twilight movies?
Lucas has them all.
Stop playing silly buggers, will you?
Wipe your mouth.
You are Mr. Dayan, yes?
Your mother was right.
She said you were a fast learner.
And this is Dayan and Son?
No fooling you, is there?
So where is the son?
I am a son.
I had hoped one day that my son would be "the son."
But apparently the world can't have
too many Jewish lawyers.
Just mind your own business, will you?
Get back to it.
Always Slngin' in the Damn Rain.
- It's my turn to choose. - But every time?
Her favorite film won't bring her back.
We gonna talk, or we gonna watch?
Is it true that boy you've got is an Arab?
African. Muslim. Same difference.
Do you let him bake yet?
You're quite safe.
Might as well. Taking over the area anyways.
Yeah, well, what choice have I got?
My good-for-nothing family are no help.
Well, look at all this stuff.
Yeah, wall, they're good at buying me stuff I don't need.
'Wanna ditch the film and look for some porn?
- No. - It's a joke.
Do you even know how to turn it on?
Yeah.
We get everything frozen from our factories once a week.
Bake them up a treat.
This is my father's first shop. A bakery, as it happens.
Before them lot from next door crawled out the East End.
After that, Dad branched out. Best thing he ever did.
We've got shops all over the country now.
But you never forget your roots.
Now, you know the people, the area.
I want you to head up a new kosher section.
Quality stuff, bring the customers in.
What are you playing at, Cotton?
Oh, God. You're dead to me.
Nat, good timing. Say hello to your new neighbor.
- Yeah, we've met. - Not him, me.
What are you talking about?
I just bought the old chemist next to you.
- Got it for a song. - God.
That old dear Mrs. Silverman
is after a bit more than a sell if you know what I mean.
You can buy the bricks but I'm not going anywhere.
I've got five years left on my lease.
I know you're feeling the pinch,
and it'll get worse with the squeeze.
Is that what all of this is about?
All what? What's he talking about?
Can't stand in the way of progress, Nat.
Oh, God.
My customers are loyal to me.
What customers? Sorry, sorry. Cheap joke.
No, you know what's a cheap joke?
You and this place.
- You smoke the whole time. - That's my business.
But I ain't no drug dealer.
- Neither are you. - I am now.
Then you're a fool.
Please, our flat is tiny.
- She will find it soon. - Push.
Mate, my mom cleans like crazy, she'll find it in a day.
Push, push. Come on, push. Push, push.
I just need to make enough money so I can move out of this dump.
You don't get it, do you?
Are you gonna help me out or not?
Guys...
Are you okay?
Oh, shit, I think I lost the spliff'.
Hey, that was our last one. Shit.
Hey, stay away from Victor, yeah?
You don't need that kind of trouble.
You sticking around?
Not tonight. Early start.
This was so Important you had to interrupt my Pilates?
Yes.
Do you think you can afford it?
I'll need a bit of time to get the money together.
I heard that Danny left
and you got some Muslim boy instead.
Yeah, yeah, Danny had to go. One too many foreskins.
This class is far workers, not for talkers.
Join in, or please leave.
Everybody grab their balls, please.
She's a bit strict, isn't she?
- We're gonna he reaching out... - I'm leaving, Nat.
- Where you gonna go? - Where old Jews go to die.
- Israel? - Florida.
That shop's my nest egg. There's nothing here for me.
- There's nothing left for me. - One more time.
When you called,
I thought it might be for more social reasons.
- How long until you go? - Well, that depends.
Listen, if I can get the money together,
will you sell it to me instead?
Look, Nat, why don't you come around to my place
and we can discuss it together?
Well... All right, but it won't be tomorrow.
Maybe... - I'm lonely, Nat!
I haven't been on my own for 40 years.
I'm lonely.
Can't you get that into your thick head?
Okay, class. So we're gonna be reaching out to the sky...
and than hunch over. There we go.
- Get a move on. Okay, okay, won't be long.
There you are. Today you bake.
No, no, don't add more flour. Just keep kneading it.
Hey, hey, hey, don't bash it.
Don't be rough, just firm but gentle.
Then fold it over, that's it. Look.
Like this. Now press. That's it.
Baking's an art.
You've gotta learn the feel, the touch, the smell.
Go on, go on. That's it, keep going.
Can't see how you're doing. Yeah.
- Here? - Yep.
What do I do at the end?
That's it, just scrunch it together.
- All right? - And that's there?
Your first challah. Say it.
- "Challah." - My first challah.
Man, I'm stuck in that bakery so long, I don't have time to deal.
How about you just stick to baking?
Yeah, but baking doesn't get me out of here.
Why don't you just do both? Like from the bakery?
No, that's the dumbest thing he's ever said,
- and that's going some. - No, no, you're a genius.
- That's it. - Oh, man.
- Chocolate muffin, right. - Don't worry, I'll get it.
How may I help you, gentlemen?
Can we just get a couple of bacon sarnies, please, yeah?
I mean, smoked salmon, yeah?
- With extra poppy seeds. - Yeah.
One pound fifty, please.
You see how easy that was?
Now go and tell the word.
- Tell... - Spread.
He means spread the word.
Okay, spread it. Quietly.
Yeah, what can I get you?
Sorry, sorry.
- Bruv? - No deal.
I go for lunch now.
Is there a problem?
- I want the special ones. - I beg your pardon?
Well, you know, with extra poppy seeds.
We don'! count the seeds on every bagel, sir.
We haven't got the time.
- Look, look, I'll serve him. - No, no, it's all right.
No, I like to get to know new customers.
- So can I get some jolly green or what?
- We don't do green ones, sir.
- Well, whatever you've got is fine.
- Look, look, I gave you your order.
But I want the special poppy seeds.
Yeah, I know, yeah. Yeah, special poppy seeds.
Are you some kind of poppy seed connoisseur?
Oh, connoisseur? Cool.
Is that the new Mexican stuff?
I think you'd better deal with him, eh, son?
Shit.
Bloody bank, nightmare.
- Hello, boys. Usual? - Yeah, please, Nat.
Do you often leave the place unattended?
What? No, no, of course not.
- Where's that boy? Hello? - Fuck.
How you been anyway? All right?
Oh, you know, it's just waiting in the departure lounge of life.
Rubbish. You're as fresh as those bagels.
I told him this was ready to go.
Yeah, well, it's just a bit stressful
at the moment, you know.
What with Danny gone. Here you are, lads.
- Enjoy them. - Lovely. Thank you.
- See you in a few days? Definitely.
- Will do. Take care, Nat. - All the best. See you later.
What's that? Looks like you're doing the breaststroke.
Oh, it's an old technique from back home.
Makes bread light as a feather.
- Oh, yeah? - Yeah.
Where you wine?
I'm going to throw it away. It's no good.
No, no, no. Come back. No, it looks fine.
Come on, come on.
Just knead it a bit more, that's all.
All right? There you go.
I can'! believe it.
- They haven't told you? - No.
I heard it from my wife,
who heard it from Sidney's wife who heard it from Sidney,
who was at the board meeting.
- Did they say why? - Falling membership.
Can't afford a kiddush every week.
Not even cake and biscuits?
It's my biggest account, for God's sake.
Shabbat Shalom , Nat.
I hope you're checking your Icing sugar for anthrax now.
- Nat, you heard the news? - Not from you, Rabbi.
Listen, maybe we can do a breakfast once a month.
- Some challah, some cakes. - Yeah.
I'm sorry, Nat. It's tough. it's tough times.
Did you replace Danny with a Muslim kid?
- Tough times. Interesting.
And he's black, I heard.
Great challah, Dad.
- Delicious. Who wants some more? - Me!
Three men, three men had gene to see the doctor.
One sitting there outside the room, he says
"Oh, I wish I could pee."
The other old man says
"Oh, I wish I could have a bowel movement."
The other man says "Oh, every morning I pee at 9
I have a bowel movement at 10.
I only wish I got up before 11."
I got one, I got one.
This man really wants to be an actor.
He gets a small part in a play, but only has one line:
"Captain, I can hear the cannons in the distance.“
He practices all the time. Finally, it's opening night.
He comes on to do his line, and suddenly 50 cannons go off.
And the man says, "Jesus Christ, what the hell was that?“
Oh, Rebecca.
- is this new wine? Good?
Let's use this from now on.
I don't understand it, I felt fine yesterday.
Today the arthritis is back.
Took me seven minutes to get to the pisher.
- Here you are, Rabbi. Smashing challah last week.
- Third one today. - You let Mohammad bake yet?
- Yeah, he did last week's batch. - Yeah?
Perhaps he has a gift. Maybe black magic.
Keep your voice down.
- You must be Olivia. - What's your name?
- Your grandpa didn't tell you? - He just calls you “the boy."
- is that a magic carpet? - Yes, in a way. it's holy.
- Hasn't got any holes in it. - No, this is true.
- Does it fly? - No, sorry.
- What does it do, then? - It helps me talk to Allah.
- Who's Allah? - Allah, God.
God's name is Allah? - He has many names.
Do you talk to God because you're lonely?
For many reasons. And are you? Are you lonely?
Daddy never plays with ma. He's always busy working.
You know, you have a nice family, Olivia.
They care about you, they just...
They don'! always know how to show it.
Wages. And there's plenty more where that came from.
You send Philip in on your way out, please.
Okay.
He wants you.
And close the door.
Do you think I don't know you've been thieving, son?
Where the bloody hell have you been?
I've got customers waiting.
What the hell is this?
They don't care about us, you know.
Poor Africans. We mean nothing to them.
- Ayyash. - If Father was here...
he would not allow this to happen.
- He will be here, soon. - He should be here new.
Is there anyone who can help?
We den! knew many people in this country.
I think there is someone from our village in Birmingham.
Maybe we can stay there.
Birmingham'? That's miles away.
Anyway, you can't leave, I need you.
A cleaner and an assistant?
Pass the toast.
Thank you.
You could... You could stay here.
No, thank you, Mr. Dayan,
we've troubled you too much already.
- Trouble? - We cannot.
It wouldn't be right.
Why not?
What are we watching tonight, then?
- Again? - Again? You're one to talk.
Do you know how to use the computer yet?
Butch and Sundance, then.
You were saying?
Yeah, well, what could I do?
I mean, I couldn't let him leave.
People will talk.
Yeah, but my takings have doubled.
I mean, you said it yourself. What if he's gifted?
I mean, he does this thing, you known...
You know. Whatever.
Anyway, as long as he keeps doing what he's doing...
they can stay as long as they want.
Oh, God.
The plumber's coming in the morning.
I think it's for the best.
Are you sure that's not how you flooded your place?
Not that it matters anyway.
Unless we have a week as good as last week's,
we'll all be homeless.
Unless you know any rich Sheiks.
- I told you, African, not Arab. - Whatever.
So how much do you wan! this time?
All of it.
It's worth a thousand pounds.
- What is this? - Hash.
How much is it?
Brownies? We don! make brownies.
So?
We've been making the same things for over 30 years.
Look, just try one.
How do you know how to make chocolate brownies, anyway?
It's an old family recipe, from back home. Very good.
You have chocolate brownies where you come from?
Of course.
- It's all right, yeah. - You'll see.
Go on.
That's nice.
- You having one? - No.
I could get to like these.
So I said, “Gene Kelly?
Jumping in puddles?
I can do that." "Yeah, prove it," she said.
Yeah. Next night we went dancing.
After that, we were never apart.
Do you know, I can't believe we've never made these.
- Hey, do you want this one? - No, they were for you.
They're very special. New recipe, lots of poppy seeds.
- Normal price. Only 1.99 each. - I'll take three.
Thank you.
Five ninety-seven, please.
There you go. Your first croissant.
- Say it. - Croissant.
Images, just up here.
Cheers.
Sauly, come to bed.
I'm in the mood for an early night.
You see them queues out there?
None of this strikes you as a little strange?
Nat is a great baker.
He just needed to move with the times.
Oh, is that it? Is that all you gotta say?
Some little black boy helps Nat shuffle into the 21st century...
and suddenly the shop's a goldmine?
No, no, no, there's something wrong here. I'm done with this.
It's like Fiddler on the Roof meets West Side Story out there.
Look out for your rings, everybody.
I'm Impressed. I mean it.
I thought you was on your way out,
and now look, stronger than ever.
- What do you want? -To buy you out, fair and square.
- Not for sale. - Hear me out.
I'll be your landlord soon,
and my lawyers will be all over your precious lease.
We could do this dance for months,
but I'll get what I want in the end, so why bother?
You tell me the secret of your success,
put yourself under the Cohen's banner...
-I'll create one big shop
with a dedicated Dayan bakery brand.
Picture it, "The Kosher Kipling."
And you get the best of both worlds.
A share of the profits, none of the hassle.
- And your legacy secured. - Not interested.
You could retire in luxury.
What, you think I wanna buy my retirement by selling my soul?
Nat, you've done it.
You've achieved the Immigrant dream.
You've got your own Business- Your son's a big-time lawyer.
How long can you and some Ethiopian kid keep it up?
My grandfather was born in Stepney,
my father was born in Walthamstow...
and I was born in Ilford, you stupid, Ignorant barrow boy.
You don't wanna do this, old man.
Do you know how long the Jews have been around?
And how many times people have come for us?
No one cares about this place. It dies with you.
Hey, mister, I'm not from Ethiopia, I'm from Darfur,
and I care.
- I don't like bullies. - Yeah.
- He'll be knocking on your door. - Yeah, especially if we win.
I'm not doing it.
It's Important. Our future depends on it.
I thought you said you were good at this.
Well, it's been a while.
It's inappropriate employer-employee relations.
What do you know about it?
You've been in the lob five minutes,
and you're living with me already.
Come on, don't be a baby.
All right? Right.
Just... Look, put your... Put that foot... Put your foot back.
You need to practice this? We're barely even moving.
All right, all right.
That's it, that's it. Come on, come on.
I think I broke something.
- What, you or the equipment? - Mel
- Oh, that's all right, than. - Fuck.
See? That's why we need to practice.
I don't want to kill her, do I? Right?
- You've still got it, Nat. - So is that a “yes”?
I know men like you.
You keep trying to butter me up and sweep me off my feet...
- Just to get what you want - You got me.
I'd like to help, Nat,
but Cotton is threatening to pull out.
Cotton's bluffing. Everything's gonna be fine.
I just need a little more time, trust me.
All right.
You did what?
Hold her she should sell to me and not to Cotton.
I can raise the money.
Besides, I think Mrs. Silverman is sweet on me.
This is crazy.
I mean, the turnaround at the shop has been marvelous.
But it won't last.
Think about it. Take a break.
Olivia would love you to take her
on holiday during half-term.
Maybe the seaside. - She'll understand.
This is your retirement you're gambling with.
Your inheritance, you mean.
Dad, you didn't send me to Cambridge
so I could become a baker.
I'm partner in one of the country's biggest law firms.
I don't even know what the shop is worth.
- This is family business. - So is the shop.
Who the hell are you, anyway?
You turn up out of the blue
and all of a sudden you're living with my dad?
- His mother is too. - Is this your plan?
Worm your way in and get it all for yourself?
- Work my father into his grave? - Stephen, enough.
Because I can tell you what definitely isn't family. You.
You talk about family?
This is a family business,
and he is the only one who cares.
You know, Mom was really proud of me.
Why can't you be?
Just go, will you?
- Dad. - Go. Now.
Bloody hell.
Yeah, it's all right, it's all right.
Get a brush, will you?
Looks like you're an old pro, Nat.
It's been a long time since I've done this.
You were a great boxer?
Yeah.
Yeah, the next Kid Berg.
Never mind.
You know, the community's getting smaller.
We cannot rely on Jews.
- There's nothing new there. - And your point ls?
If we increase our range,
we'll attract more new customers.
Are you getting this from a book?
No, the internet.
Will you still be able to bake?
Oh, yeah. I'll always be able to bake.
My father trusted me with it.
Next time I see him,
I don't wanna tell him I let it all go kaput.
He must have loved you very much
to leave you something so special.
- Did your father give you that? - Yeah, in a way.
Ha hid it on me in case we needed to bribe someone.
- What happened? - The Janjaweed.
Always the Janjaweed. - Who?
Men on horses with guns.
They rode into our village and did terrible things.
Yeah, attacking Muslims. Madness.
Where's your father now, Ayyash?
My mother and I made it to the Red Cross.
Yeah, we waited, but it was too dangerous.
We had to make it across the border.
We waited again for many months, but he never came.
Is he dead?
My mother likes to pretend he's not.
You know, no one cared about us, Nat.
My father was a hero in our village.
You know, he saved lives, but we lost everything.
You know, we were a real family.
It's better he ran and came with us.
Yeah, but if he'd run, would you still be wearing his ring'?
Well, if he does come for it,
I don't want it covered in dough.
Give it here.
There you go.
I don't want you losing it.
Thank you.
- Hey, it looks good. - Yeah?
- Lord, I look old. - You didn't know?
You have mirrors.
Cheeky bugger.
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
Yeah, we don't shave, after your wife dies.
It's a sign of mourning.
- How long for? - Thirty days, normally.
How long since she died?
Well, it'll be two years on the 28th.
I mean, why would he take her and not me?
She only ever done good in the World.
If you were God, who would you rather spend time with?
What do you think?
- Hello? - Where have you been?
- Busy, working for you. - Why did you miss the drop?
- And why is your place all cleared out?
- it got flooded.
- Listen. - I'm nearly sold out.
You'll have your money soon, I swear.
Ayyash you don't want me to come to you.
You don't want that, trust me.
- Look, I've got to go. - Don't you...
hang up.
It's nearly prayer time.
Don't you think God, Allah, whatever...
gets a bit fed up of listening to you five times a day?
He hasn't told me to shut up.
Think my Esther would approve. She always dressed nice.
Yeah, I think it's time to start living again.
Maybe you can start by taking that holiday. Make Olivia happy.
Yeah, who'd look after the shop? You?
- Why not? - The big man.
You've been a baker for five minutes.
Feels longer.
Joanna.
Oh, my, look at you. Very distinguished.
- This is Mrs. Silverman? - And you must be "the boy."
Ayyash. Pleased to meet you.
I heard you worked wonders with the shop.
I still have a lot to learn,
but Mr. Dayan is a very good teacher.
Is he, now? I certainly hope so.
Well, maybe you'll find out at the next tea dance.
I look forward to it.
- What was that? - I've no Idea.
- Tomorrow, okay? - What?
Look after the shop. You know, just for the day.
See how it goes.
Hey.
Mr. Dawn's not here.
Look, I don't want any trouble.
Give me two bagels, five muffins.
Keep the change.
Yeah.
- Hello, boys. - Hello, Nat.
Everything all right? - it's about the shop.
What? is there a problem? Is Ayyash all right?
That's what we wanted to talk to you about.
- All fight? - Nat.
What are you doing? What is it? Oh, shit.
- It's in the dough. - I can explain.
- It's in all the dough. - I'm sorry, I...
- Why? Why are you doing this? - I did it for us.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Get out.
They told me about you. The police.
They came to my house. I didn't wanna believe them.
I didn't want to.
I should never have trusted one of you people.
Get out.
Cannabis? That's ridiculous.
I'm a bit peeved I didn't think of it first, really.
Do you think the old man knows?
Who cares?
And you're sure about this?
I'll have thorn tasted first thing in the morning.
And when I do, he's finished.
Hold on, I've got another call. Yeah?
Someone to see you, Mr. Cotton.
What, now?
- I'm ready to do a deal. - I bet you are.
- What? - No, great great.
Keep a few kosher items for the community after I've gone.
- That's my only condition. - Sure, sure. You have my word.
I want it in writing. Oh, is that the time?
Look, I'll get the contracts drawn up tomorrow.
About lunchtime, that okay?
- Okay. - Yeah, all right?
Well, I'll see you then, then.
Yeah.
You behave like a Jew...
and I'll treat you like one.
Where's my money?
You know, I always read the local newspaper...
"because I like to know what's going on in my neighborhood.
Usually fuck all.
Then all of a sudden I look at this.
Struggling local business does good, eh?
A little old Yid and a stinking Muzzle working in harmony.
It's touching, that ls.
Now tell me you're as clever as I think,
you took your cut off the top.
Well, if that's where my money went,
that's where I'm gonna get it.
Step away from it.
I mean it!
I'm not gonna tell you again.
You really wanna do this?
You wanna go up against me to protect some old Jew?
Look at this place.
Someone should put it out of its misery.
Stop, don't! Stop, stop!
Stop it, stop!
Thank you, Frodo.
Come on, then. Come on.
Get that there.
- Get that down there. - Okay.
Please, don't say anything.
Bloody hell, Nat, I didn't think it was Hanukkah time already.
Let me through, please.
Excuse me. This is my place.
Oh, my God.
Joanna, you'll catch your death of cold.
I had a phone call to come down here Immediately.
What the hell happened?
- Was it a terrorist attack? - Don't worry.
Don't worry? Don't worry? You blew up my nest egg.
I trusted you. You said everything would be fine.
Mrs. Silverman, I have to ask you to calm down.
You can ask all you like, sonny,
but don't you bet on anything happening...
not until I get some bloody answers.
I never meant for any of this to happen.
You bloody Idiot.
- Nat. - You bloody idiot.
- After all I've done for you. - You did it for yourself.
- What? - I heard you.
You thought it was me, my baking.
We could stay as long as we want.
You pretend we're family, but you only care about your shop.
I don't want you in my house.
I don't want you near my family. You're nothing to me.
Never trust a Jew.
We had nothing. What also was I to do?
Oh, Ayyash.
Come back. Come here.
What am I gonna tell your mother?
How about A for arson, B for burglary,
C for cannabis, and D for dealing?
Yeah, because I'm nicking you for the lot. Now move.
- For the pain- - Allah forbids.
What about puffing on your magic dragon?
I don't. it's just a job.
Yeah.
You can stay here for your mother's sake,
but we're finished.
- I'm selling up. - You're what?
You can't just...
Oh, yeah.
Oh, thanks, officer.
Yeah, no, I understand.
That's ridiculous.
Who'd believe such a thing?
Yeah. Yeah, all right, I'll tell him.
- Right, thanks for calling. - No problem.
They managed to get him before he cleared out.
He'll be going down.
They said they won't press charges against you...
"because of your ongoing cooperation.
- Then it's over. - Well...
Victor's telling stories about the bakery and cannabis.
Police don't believe him.
In any case, he torched the evidence, didn't he?
I saw Cotton tonight.
We do the deal tomorrow, then we'll go our separate ways.
Look, Nat, please, don't do this.
No, it's a done deal.
Look...
Cotton came in today.
I dropped some of the stuff on the floor.
I think he saw it. He knows.
What are you talking about?
He bought goods. He suspects.
He bought g...
Oh, God, that's why he was acting so strange.
He knows, doesn't he?
He's gonna screw me for everything I've got.
Of course, he'll need proof.
Yeah, he'll have them tested, wen'! he?
I'll have to get them back.
Nat, what are you doing? You know this is crazy.
- Nobody's asking you to come. - It's stealing, Nat.
It's exchanging.
I'll be in and out before he's any the wiser.
You know you can't do this, right?
Listen, if he finds cannabis in my stuff,
it'll back up everything Victor said.
Never mind a deal.
The police will have no option but to investigate.
So, I've got two choices.
Either I retire in luxury, or I retire in jail.
- I'm coming with you. - I don't need your help.
It's my neck on the line too.
Do you even know what he bought?
- No. - Two bagels and five muffins.
Bagels and muffins, right. All right, get baking.
Are you gonna help or not? Here.
Are you sure about this?
My mother cleans places like this all the time.
I know how they work.
Yeah, but they're bound to know the regulars, aren't they?
How long was it until you knew my mothers name?
Fair enough.
Excuse me. Excuse me.
- Where are the regular cleaners? - Sick with rabbit flu.
Rabbit flu? Never heard of it.
Yes, it's worse than pig- Very contagious.
You'd better get started, then.
Oh, God.
His office is this way. Come on.
All right, come on.
Let's get started.
Evening.
- Here. - What?
No bagels and only two muffins.
Greedy pig.-
- I thought you said they came later.
- How do I know?
- All right, come on. - Look out.
Oh, God. I don't believe it.
Eenie, meenie, minie, mo...
Oh, go on, your turn.
- That's it, close the top. - Okay.
Right, come on, let's get out off here.
- Come on, Nat. - I'm coming, I'm coming.
Hey, stop.
Come here!
- What now? - Fire escape.
- It will be alarmed. - Hardly matters now.
No, wall, wall. Here.
We can get out this way.
- You're joking. - No, no, no.
Don't worry, I've done this before.
- Come on, come on. - I cant
Here, let me try.
My trusty tool.
- Come on. Up you come. - Thanks.
What now?
- We can jump- Are you crazy?
Come on.
Dust like Butch and Sundance. - Who?
What are you doing?
- Dad. - Yeah?
- You're doing the right thing. - Yeah.
I think you'd better wait outside.
Nat, Steven.
So sorry to hear about the fire,
but I just want you to know it don! change a thing.
Yeah.
Joanna, didn't know you'd be here.
Hello, Nat.
Mr. Cotton told me you were selling up today.
I thought I'd do the same.
- No point in messing about. - Yeah. Sit down, Stephen.
Are you gonna do that, or we gonna get on with the deal?
- What's the rush? - Bad smell in here.
Well, maybe it's that you know...
that I know.
Know what?
- You know. - What are you talking about?
Nat's been loading his goods with marijuana.
I saw it with my own eyes.
It was nothing. It was only a...
Prove it.
- Did you know about this? - No.
Best Bridge Club ever.
Bought some off Abdul here yesterday.
Got the munchies a bit later, I can tell you.
But I saved some for the lab boys...
and I've got the results right here.
New, we don't have to go to the police
but what you have to do is walk away from the shop with nothing.
You haven't got anything.
If you had, I wouldn't be sat here, would I?
They'd have me down the station.
I know what you did, I bloody know it.
You can't prove it, though, can you?
Bloody hell. All right.
Sign the contract. Let's get this over with.
- Oi, leave that alone. - What's that? What...?
At are you hiding? Nothing.
A lot of fuss about nothing.
It's just something we've been working on.
What is it?
It's nothing, nothing. Sit down.
You're nut expanding, are you?
You're building this monstrosity.
This is my worst store in London.
The shopping centers are breathing down my neck.
They want another car park.
I can make more money from cars than from customers.
Sign the contract, and so could you.
The area's gone to the dogs, anyway.
Just ask Mr. Halal over there.
- What? - All right, easy, son.
You didn't care about Danny, did you? You just wanted me out.
What do you care? He came to me for a few extra quid.
Danny did what he thought was light for his family.
Hey, I think it's time for that holiday.
- Why don't you just...? Joanna...
my business here is done.
Now, you can do what you like, it's your life,
but the bakery is staying.
And so am I. So if...
if you wanna talk about the future at all...
perhaps we could do it over dinner sometime.
All right, Stephen? Come on, son.
Oh, and...
you won't be needing this, will you?
This isn't finished. I'm raising your rent.
You're going under.
Well, if Nat's not going anywhere, neither am I.
You're gonna let some old git
and a black towelhead terrorist take you down with them?
Race and religion is Irrelevant, Mr. Cotton.
If you're a dickhead, you're a dickhead. Bye-bye.
I almost forgot.
- There you are. - Thank you.
I didn't moan what I said, you know, about you people.
Yeah, and I don't think you really bake with blood.
- What? - Nothing.
Hey, Nat.
Do you think I'll still be able to bake without"? You know.
What you made in my kitchen without any help was superb.
- Nat. Questions, questions.
You're starting to sound like a Jew.
Am I still on trial?
A priest, a rabbi, and an Imam go into a pub.
The priest says, "Have a drink with me.“
The rabbi says, "I don't mind if I do."
The Imam says, "I'd rather commit adultery...
than allow alcohol to pass my lips".
And the rabbi says, "Oi, I didn't know I had the choice."
- Better stick to baking, Nat. - Yeah.
Halal, in here?
We won't stand for it, Nat.
Your father will be turning in his grave.
It's just business.
Besides, it's his Idea.
He's tripled my profits overnight.
Yeah, if you don't like it here, you can go elsewhere.
He's in charge while I'm away.
Can we get a couple of them...
magic muffins as well?
- They don't do them anymore. - Oh, yeah.
Come on, Grandpa, we're going to miss our train.
Don't worry, Mr. Dayan. I'll keep Ayyash out of trouble.
Yeah. Yeah.
Come on, Livvy. Here you go.
- Let's go, Grandpa. - Some on.
Joanne.
Come on, we're gonna miss our train.
Come on.
Look at your trousers.