Papadopoulos & Sons Page #3

I woke up with tears in my eyes.

And I knew.

So, what are we

going on about?

We're going to

re-open the "Three Brothers".

Briliant!

Is he talking about us?

I think he is.

- There's nothing there.

Exactly! It's empty, useless.

We get nothing for it.

But if we made the "Three Brothers"

great again...

Hey! That is our destiny!

Ok, it needs work, sure.

But Destiny needs work.

You're still crazy.

We have....

You have a better chance

of getting through this if we

increase the value of the shop.

I'm not opening

a fish & chips shop.

I'm Papadopoulos & Sons,

I'm on supermarket sales.

Oh, God. What I would tell my friends?

- I don't know, maybe the truth?

"I don't know, maybe the truth?"

- God, f*** off.

F-F-F-f*** you.

- Enough!

People, hear me out.

If we get it up and running

again, we can sell it

as a going concern.

Instead of an empty shop.

This deal that you working on,

could take ages.

In the mean time, you're getting cash in.

And you're saving money.

Because it's got 2 bed rooms.

The "Three Brothers" is a gold mine.

Used to be.

Can be again.

- When did you become so practical?

I'll get it fixed.

I'm handy man now.

Oh, I thought you

were a waiter Spiro?

Around too much booze, Mrs. P.

I went travelling.

Belgium, America, Brooklyn.

I ended up managing a

block of apartments in LA.

I do painting, decorating,

plumbing, electrics, everything.

A man who can fix things.

- I've got a van.

Oh, it's alright everyone.

Don't panic, he's got a van.

Lets go look at the shop.

Let me go and sub working on it now.

You're out of your mind.

I know what you're up to.

You wanna make some

money for yourself.

That's fine, it's OK.

Atleast you thinking

smart these days.

But don't involve us in all this.

I want to help.

- Given the current situation...

I think it's worth consideration.

What?!

I'm not opening a Fish & Chips shop!

I'm not!

I'm not! I'm not! I'm not!

Not! Not!

What?

May I have a private word??

Now?

You're behaving like a child.

- Mrs. Parrington, with all due respect..

Your're the father of this family.

- I'd rather boy of my own, he can back to chip shop.

What a terrible thing to say.

Really?

He's unreliable Mrs.P, he's iresponsible,

he's a talker.

He sings, he dance, he plays

the bongo drums. He's a waiter.

He'll drive us all mad

and leave us broke.

He seems a fond to me.

He doesn't drink anymore.

And he wants to help.

Moving back to a chip shop will

destroy my children's confidence.

Seeing you behave like a spoiled

little brat will do that perfect.

We're gonna smell like Fish & Chips!

The children need a home.

I dont' give a fink with your snot.

Look at you. Everything has

to be a drama with you Greeks.

Show some guts, young man!

So many memories!

Are we really going

to live in that?

I'm trying to find something good.

And?

No, nothing.

Nonsense. You'll love it!

We're gonna have a crazy time.

We gonna fix this place up.

I'm gonna teach you

how to do some greek

dancing, some singing.

We'll fry some good fish,

we'll laugh.

Good times!

Good times!

I don't believe it! - What?

- The Greeks are back.

What Greeks?

- Those Greeks.

Hallo, my old friends.

Mehmet.

Find out what they're up to.

See? It looks much worse

from the out side.

It's acctualy Fish & Chips shop.

Of course it is, you see the banner.

Daddy, really?

What's this?

This is Mr. Charles.

Our lucky fish.

He help us made the busiest

chip shop in london.

I can smell the past.

Your father and I young.

The women, young!

Making good money.

Wasting it.

Gambling it, losing it.

Happy days!

It's a crack den!

- Don't worry.

Let me show you the rest.

We'll make it homely,

furniture, beds, tv, come on.

Let me show you.

So here is the prep room.

Where we prepare the fish.

There's the living room.

Mortimer, Rolf and Jones.

Hello?

Could I speak to Rob?

He's not at his desk.

Can I take a message?

It's Harry Papadopoulos.

Oh, hi. It's Sophie, we met

at your office the other day..

Oh, hi.

Any news?

- We're lining up interest.

Right.

Well. I um...

I just need to know when...

I need to know

if this is gonna work.

Rest asure we're

driving the herd to Abilene.

Sorry?

Oh, it's an old american

midwest expresion.

Are you okay, Mr. Papadopoulos?

Yeah, all good.

Just keep me inform please.

- Of course.

Harry Papadopoulos called.

You should call him back

Let's go out.

Let's celebrate, let's find a...

Salsa club or something.

Sorry?

- Daddy just put another pig in the bag!

New instruction, Wallinghams.

Big UK retail chain establish.

"Leave it,

leave it to Wallinghams"

Comfortably, elegantly,

reliably Wallinghams!

Croydon, Greenwich, Enfield,

Wimbledon, and ding,

going into

administration.

Come into a little moi

for services rendered.

Oh, thank you. Thank

you very much!

God, I love

economic downturn!

A joke aside though,

5,000 layoff.

Sad.

Very, very sad.

But this sweet mother of God,

it was a sh*t business.

Happy days.

- Oh yeah. Halleluya!

Six?

Two, four, eigth, sixteen...

Two, four, eight...

Daddy, come look at this

giant mushroom on my fan.

Coming.

Yeah!

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Hey!

Remember up here?

We used to bring out the tables

and the chairs with the other Greeks.

What ever happen to

Soula, Pani and Stavros.

Love that crowd.

Sometime it'd be poker games,

sometimes dancing, we had fun.

Did my Daddy dance?

- Yeah, I thaught him.

And your mother.

- My Mummy?

Hey, Mangga!

This is the place where

your mommy and your daddy met.

What, up here?

- Yeah.

They talked all night,

they dance.

Yeah, there was

a lot of dancing here.

Hey!

You want me to show you?

How 'bout it?

Spiros, please. We're

not on holidays.

Just shoveling around.

What?

I'll show you later.

You alright?

Yeah.

I like the view.

I might put up

some plants up here.

Hello.

- Hi

Do you have a light?

- You came all this way for a light?

I'm from Kebab shop

across the road.

Nice.

My dad, wants me

to spy on you.

I don't think he likes greeks.

You wanna go out sometime?

Yeah, alright.

I'm Mehmet

- It's Katie.

Sh*t around here ain't it?

Yeah.

Pretty much.

Catch you later.

- Yeah.

Bye.

Mortimer, Rolf and Jones.

Oh, hi Dad!

Yeah, I got them.

They're beautiful. Thank you.

Alright, put her on.

He's here.

- Right, just a second.

Hi mom.

Thanks for the flower,

they're lovely.

There was nothing

wrong with New York.

Yes, you can stay

friends with Matt,

and Bill and Susan.

Mom, I've got a meeting.

I don't know just some meeting.

Yeah, I promise.

I will.

I love you.

Okay, bye.

Parents.

Is Matt your...

- Ex.

A bit of a tosser, yeah?

I wouldn't say tosser exactly.

We just want a different things.

- Yada, yada, yada.

Just like me and my ex.

She was keen and everything, but...

I don't know, her forward thinking.

So I killed the romance.

It's good to have this

little chat, you know?

Shouldn't always be

about work.

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