- It's time. - What is the time?
- Huh? - Mama is coming.
Up, we have to get up.
Walter, it's 5am!
I know what time it is, come on.
I know you're nervous, but it's too early!
Nervous? Why do you think I'm nervous? I'm not nervous.
- I just want to see Mama, let's go. - Walter, come back to bed, huh?
- Aggie... Aggie come on. - No.
- We have to clean the flat for Mama. - Five minutes.
- Come on. - Walter! Five minutes! Ah!
Walt...
Fine, I'm up.
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Why didn't you pick up Grandma, Dad?
You think your grandmother's suitcases could fit in my Cortina?
You're bloody joking. Mama!
- Mama! - Ah! Walter!
13 years I don't see me...
Oh, my Valentine.
Kobna. Kobna?
Oh gladi fo mit yu! Oh!
Oh! You're skin and bones, you no de eat?
Ah, here.
- Eat. - Ah, what is this?
You have been replaced.
Hey, this is not a nice feeling.
I know!
Come on, Mummy's boy. Come with the cases.
But, Walter, the flat looks small
compared to them pictures that what you send me.
Come through, Mama, it's our palace.
Surprise!
Why you no tell me?
Hello.
My daughter-in-law. You look fine!
Hey!
Mama, you're welcome, you're welcome.
And you must be Godfearing?
Guilty.
Hey...
Bagpipes, it's still plugged in.
Be careful, love.
Nah, it's fine. It's just like a very exciting game of Operation.
- Oh, yeah. - Winner stays on... Earth.
Ta-da!
Beef ala Eastbridge.
I've been trying out recipes for my catering company.
Kirsty's Katering - two K's.
Or like Kevin Keegan. You've got the perm already.
This is a classic British casserole,
but with influences from different cuisines around the estate.
Caribbean, Nigerian, Welsh.
No, thanks.
Oh, that is... delicious, Kirst.
- Yeah? - Mmm.
Oh, it's not, is it?
I think it might be one influence too many.
Oh, I knew it.
- Start again. - Oi, don't chuck it!
No, I'll take it for the lads tomorrow.
- You sure? - Yeah, it'll go down a storm.
Ooh! Ooh! Oh, yah!
Hmm.
Ah, thank you, Godfearing.
I see you are still doing the Lord's work.
Oh, yes, I...
Ah! For... for my chest. For the weather.
- Oh! - Oh, yes.
Where is my beautiful boy?
Ah, Mama, now you are here I have...
Kobna! Let me see your new slippers.
Ah-ah!
They fit you perfectly.
Valentine, get me another drink, eh?
- Put a little brandy in it. - And I'll have Pepsi.
Hey, don't put juju on me. When did I become the houseboy?
Hey, big bro, your son is a demon...
doing black magic, possessing old ladies' hearts, eh?
Aggie, I think Mama is cold, huh?
Make sure she has some blankets,
and make sure Godfearing or Joy is not feeding her any nonsense.
Walter, what is wrong with you?
Mm, you are behaving very strangely.
This is clearly where your son gets it.
I just want you to think back to your first day in England.
Oh, dear, yes, it was a shock.
Uh-huh, and I want her to have a good time and be impressed.
And you know how Joy likes to complain.
- Walter... - You know it's true, go.
Hm!
Oh, no, Ma, leave them. It's your party, now.
Yeah, but I wanna help you.
Whoa, Mama, go and have fun, please.
Eh, I wanna cook something for Kobna.
He no get no meat on the bone, he no get no energy.
Oh, he has energy. He walks for miles to play football.
He has to walk to play football?
Eh, Mama, I have to drive thousands of miles every day for work.
Oh, it's very hard for me, my buttocks, eh.
But Valentine, that is work, play never.
Isn't there any open field or spaces for children to play?
Well, there's a meeting on Sunday
where we'll discuss how to improve the estate and...
Oh.
...I'm proposing we create a garden space for the children to play in.
Oh that's very good.
Mm, well, this is what the Easmons we do, we fight for our community.
Seems like you have to fight for everything in England.
It's true. Hey, Mama, come and dance with me.
Hey! Uncle, turn up the music.
Here you go, try some of this, Bagpipes.
Oh, don't mind if I do, thanks.
Christ! God, don't let any of your home brew get in the river, Trev.
The carp will dissolve.
It actually sent me deaf for 20 minutes last Christmas.
- A drop more? - Too right.
What's that?
Beef a la Kirsty.
Oh, lunch.
Gawd no, bait.
This is gonna be a very good day.
Breakfast is served.
Well, why you not make I help you?
- Oh, no, there's no need Mama. - No worry. Nah, small thing now, Ma.
Ah, we will see, huh?
- Mm. - Where's the Coco Pops?
We are having a traditional breakfast.
As... as usual.
- But we never have this. - As usual!
- Hey, morning. - Where are the Coco Pops?
What is this Coco Pops?
So, Mama, today we are taking you to Trafalgar Square,
Buckingham Palace, er... Madame Tussauds.
Yes, we will see a wax version of Muhammad Ali, yeah?
Why would I want to do that, mm?
Today I want to stay here, I want to cook for you all, eh?
Then all man will eat.
Then Kobna is going to show me the program
with the talking car, yeah?
- You want to stay in Leyton? - Yes.
And watch Knight Rider?
What is that? That is not the right tune.
That's Airwolf.
- Alright, got a nibble. - Oh, you on?
- Yeah. - Oh!
- Oh, that's something on. - Oh! Oh, oh! Oh!
- Oh, he's a big 'un. - Hang on, I'll get me rod in.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
God, he's fighting.
Go on, fight it. Go on. Here, here, I've got ya.
Yeah, go on. Yeah.
Oh, look. Look at that!
- OK, got it? - Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Alright, alright, alright. I'll just get him in.
God. Bloody hell.
Oh! Oh, my God.
- It's that new bait! - Oi, oi! Quick, someone take a photo!
Smile, Bagpipes!
- Oh... - Bagpipes?
Are you alright, mate?
Oh...
Oh, Jesus Christ!
Dump the home brew! Dump the home brew!
But why another panic attack now? It's been months?
I don't know, love. You worried about something?
Yeah, I'm worried I'm gonna keel over and die.
Well, the doc says it's not a big deal. These things just happen.
Yeah, well, the bloody doc wasn't pulled out the river
with his pants round his knees.
Where were your trousers?
Caught on a shopping trolley.
Look I'm not having it Kirst, right?
Death is not gonna take me, not just yet.
Terence De La Croix will not be beaten.
How can you live here, my daughter?
Eh? England is so cold and docile.
That is why people here are so miserable, huh?
Why are people forced to live on top of each other, huh?
- In these... - Tall, tall buildings. I know.
People need space to live and sunshine.
- Last one there's a fucker! - Hey!
I will wash your mouth out with soap and water.
- Whatever. - Fuck off.
Show some respect, huh?!
When young men have nowhere to let off steam, this is what happens.
- Mm. - Eh, or worse.
Where are their parents?
This is why we need the garden space, Ma. Mm.
Somewhere where we can watch them, mm?
Exactly.
Mm, when we go inside, my daughter...
Mm.
...I will teach you how to make plaza soup properly.
Huh?
Thanks, Ma.
♪ Ooh-ooh ♪
♪ There's no ♪
♪ No looking back for us ♪
♪ We found love ♪
♪ Sure enough that's enough ♪
♪ For you're all ♪
♪ You're all I need to get by. ♪
- Aggie? - Mm, Walter.
- Aggie? - What is going on?
- Mama, she doesn't like it here. - What now?
Oh, I can tell she's not coping with the cold,
she thinks the flat is too small, she thinks the food is bland.
Hey, that's my food.
- We are a disappointment to her. - What, me?
No, look, tomorrow we get to start all over.
Before I go to work in the evening, we can spend the whole day
and make it fun and make her happy and make her proud, eh?
- Yes. - It will be glorious.
Yes.
Sleep.
- Corned beef. - Good morning!
You're not up!
We'll be late for service!
Come, come, come.
Oh, no...
...church.
So, when was the last time you were here my brother?
Shh! As far as Mama is concerned,
I've been here last Sunday and I even did a reading.
Do you even know what you're doing?
Of course, it's church, you sing, you clap
and you make Mama feel at home and happy.
Eh, Walter Easmon! Eh, is that you?
Such a nice surprise.
I usually attend evening service.
Walter, this row is reserved for regular attenders.
But the church is about to begin.
Eh, church still starts on African time for some people though, relax.
Hey, Mama, you OK?
Yeah, I was just speaking to the Reverend.
Such a nice young man, so accommodating.
Oh, what did he accommodate?
You reading the lesson again of course.
Psalm 78, verse 52 to 72.
Oh, I would be so proud.
No problem, sit down.
Kobna, sit next to me.
- Aggie. - Mm.
Find me a Bible... now.
Bagpipes! Breakfast!
Oh...
Whoa, look at the state of that plug!
We can't have that. That's gotta come out.
Are you alright?
Yesterday was a clear warning, Kirst...
"Stay safe, Bagpipes."
Whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Mad Lizzie doesn't have a fried breakfast and neither do I.
Those unhealthy days are over.
That was Dean's.
Oh. Er...
Well, sorry.
- I feel sick. - You'll be fine.
And our first reading today will be done by Mr Walter Easmon?
Mm-hm.
Yes.
You know it by heart of course?
- Godfearing. - Of course.
So, today's reading
is from Psalm 78...
God led his people through the desert,
like sheep.
And David led with integrity of, um...
- Heart. - ...of, um, of breasts...
- Of heart! - Heart.
Integrity of heart.
And skilfulness of hands.
So, what do we think that means?
Eish, you're just supposed to do the reading.
- Mm? - What's he doing now?
Nobody?
I don't know but it's very funny.
Shh, shh, shh.
Because we all know who David is,
so we don't need to talk about that anymore.
I don't.
Er, sorry, young man, I cannot hear you from here.
You will have to ask that question again when you are here next week.
Oh!
Welcome. You are late!
And God does not, er, like lateness.
Shall strike thee down with thine holy belt.
Oh! What the hell?!
I've safety proofed the place. Eh?
No, it's alright once you get used to it.
I haven't got time to deal with this now.
We're off to support Agsy's garden idea for the kids. Coming?
No, I'm starting my exercise regime.
It's all about being fit and healthy from now on.
Oh, nearly forgot.
- There you go. - Well, what's that?
It's a whistle, in case you see any nutters hanging around. Safety first.
- Nutters, hey? - Yep!
Oi! What'd you do that for?
Hey! No, stop it!
Um...
Integrity of thought, what does that mean?
It means to love your family, to be truthful...
...to your friends.
But it is the skilfulness of hands
that interests me most.
It reminds me of, um...
...it reminds me of Maradona...
In the World Cup.
He had skilful hands and he wasn't very honest.
No, in fact his dishonesty meant that anybody that had a good bet
on England winning the World Cup...
Why is he talking about football?
...well, could have won a good 190 quid on the day,
but it meant that those honest people did not.
- Which... - I think I'll take it from here.
OK.
In conclusion... er, betting is a sin.
Thank you, Reverend.
Right. Well... back to the Bible.
Hey.
You will enjoy this, Ma.
You will see how our wonderful community will come together
to improve the estate.
- Ah. Praise the Lord. - Amen.
Mama, I have a nice cup of tea for you.
Oh!
Kobna beat you to it.
But one is never enough.
Ooh. My sweet, funny Valentine.
Hee-hee. Mama.
You shall not replace me.
Come on Terence, mate...
...mind over matter.
Akabusi's got nothing on you.
Growing up on this estate,
I see my children playing nowhere, nowhere.
All the kids just hang out after dark,
I think they could use a skate park.
- Run, fatty, run! - Come on, let's get him!
People will still keep dumping stuff on the pavement,
which means that I, with my wonky leg, trip over it.
What were you doing down there, mon?
What we need is secure parking.
My Allegro is outside there right now
with a door that won't lock properly.
It's not good enough.
And that is why we need secure parking on the estate.
Ooh!
You wanker!
- We don't need more parking. - Mm.
There is a little patch of land
that we could turn into a garden just beside the rubbish bins.
But it could be a nice space for families
and children to play in.
Thank you.
No, no.
Talk!
Oh, shit.
My thoughts exactly.
Alright, well, that concludes the presentations.
Um, on with the voting part of the proceed...
Hold on, orange-haired man.
Wait, I don't think you can just...
Mama, what are you doing?
I want to say something, my daughter.
Hey.
London is a very ugly place.
There is more concrete here
than I have ever seen in my life.
But the ugliest thing I have seen here
are those 'no ball games' signs.
Where are your children supposed to go, huh?
Some far away place with other people watching them.
Right.
Well, you must agree, this is not very good.
Mm-hm.
Trees are nature's way of talking to us.
If you don't vote for Agnes's garden space,
how will you hear the earth talking to you, huh?
Then where will you be?
Motion carried, 16 new parking spaces will be built.
- Eh?! - Bollocks!
- Eh? - Nonsense!
Sometimes I feel like I've failed you.
Why do you say that?
Well, this wasn't the life you imagined for me.
Look where I live, I work in a factory.
I don't understand where you live. It's hard and ugly.
Mm-hm.
The lift smells like a goat shed.
On a good day.
Hm.
In spite of it all, Walter,
you have created a warm and loving home for your family.
You work hard, you fight for your people, you care.
Aww...
You are a good, decent man, just like your father.
Aww, I am so proud of you.
- But, Walter... - Yes, Mama.
...you have to start going to church again.
- Church? - You go church.
Mm-hm.
♪ Joseph's face was black as night ♪
♪ The pale yellow moon shone in his eyes ♪
♪ His path was marked ♪
♪ By the stars in the Southern Hemisphere ♪
♪ And he walked his days ♪
♪ Under African Skies ♪
♪ This is the story of how we begin to remember ♪
♪ This is the powerful pulsing of love in the vein... ♪
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