Catherine Tate's iconic character takes to the big screen in a road-trip with her grandson, Jamie as they travel (against her wishes) to an island off Ireland to visit her sister, Nell to whom she hasn't spoken for years but who is now dying.
Catherine Tate's iconic character takes to the big screen in a road-trip with her grandson, Jamie as they travel (against her wishes) to an island off Ireland to visit her sister, Nell to whom she hasn't spoken for years but who is now dying.
Joan can't help herself. She knows everyone. And whilst she appears friendly, she's cynical about absolutely everything.
Joan
'Ello, sweetheart! 'Ere, I see your daughter. She's had a baby, ain't she? Oh, innit lovely? Yeah, I seen it. It's a dinky little lot ain't it, Darling? Ta-ra!
[To herself]
Ugly looking thing!
Clip 2
Yep. Not even cute dogs are immune to Joan's cutting cynicism.
Joan
Look! Look at that! Oh, you've still got your little dog. Oh, innit a lovely little thing? Little dog.
[To herself]
Vicious bastard!
Clip 3
Just because Jamie doesn't have (and never has had) a girlfriend doesn't necessarily make him gay, right? Well, you try telling Joan that.
Jamie
Sorry I'm late, Nan.
Joan
Oh, here he is. Come up and see me?
Jamie
Come up and see you.
Joan
Come up and see me, ain't ya?
Jamie
I have, Nan.
Joan
Oh, you're a good boy. You're late.
Jamie
I was trying to park, Nan.
Joan
You ain't got a car.
Jamie
I've got a minibus for my charity.
Joan
They give you a minibus? 'Cause you're gay?
Jamie
I'm not gay, Nan.
Clip 4
Joan is old school. A proud member of the stiff upper lip brigade. Got a problem? Deal with it. You don't need pandering to and you certainly don't need a craft-mobile to lift your spirits.
Jamie
No, Nan. The minibus is a craft-mobile -
Joan
For gays?
Jamie
- no. A craft-mobile for people with emotional difficulties.
Joan
A craft-mobile for people with emotional difficulties? What a load of old sh*t.
Clip 5
Joan lives on a quiet little estate where everybody knows each other. Everybody says hello. But, as I said before, Joan has an opinion about almost everyone.
Man
HELLO, JOANIE, LOVE!
Joan
'ELLO, SWEETHEART!
[To herself]
Bastard!
Clip 6
This conversation takes place in a packed lift. Not that it would be any better in private but... in an elevator? That's gotta sting.
Joan
You all right, Colin?
Cathy
Well, we've just been to the doctor, actually.
Joan
Oh. For your diabetes?
Colin
I don't have diabetes.
Joan
Oh. Heart disease.
Colin
Uh, not heart disease.
Joan
Gout?
Cathy
He has to go for counselling.
Joan
For your gout?
Colin
Uh, no. Apparently I've been eating my feelings.
Joan
Have you, darling? Oh. Still, by the looks of things, they're delicious.
Clip 7
Joan is sorting out her mail. There's very much a theme in the categories she sorts them into. Wonder if you can spot it?
Joan
Junk... junk... bill... bill... overdue bill... oh, my new cinema pass. Smashing. Final demand... junk... junk... summons.
Clip 8
Does nothing cut through the ice in Joan's veins? A dying sister making an embittered plea for one last visit? Apparently not.
Nell (V/O)
Dear Joanie. I bet you didn't expect to hear from me after all these years. I've tried to write this letter so many times but time is not a luxury I have any more. I'm dying, Joanie. I have one last wish that you will come and see me. Even if you won't forgive me. I just wanna see ya. I've missed you terribly. And I am still your sister. With love, your Nellie.
Joan
Fu*k off!
Clip 9
Leprechauns. The fictional beings that inhabit the Emerald Isle. No, not the Emerald City. You're thinking of the Wizard of Oz. No. I'm talking about Ireland. And so, coincidentally, is Joan.
Joan
We had a plan to save up enough money to buy a little cottage on an island off of Ireland. That was a dream. It's where my father was born. When we were young he used to tell us it's where the Leprechauns come from. Course, you can't say Leprechauns no more. Nowadays, you just say Irish.
Clip 10
Imagine in the days before the iPhone. Trying to organise a date. How tricky must that have been? Well, I remember. It wasn't that difficult at all to be honest.
Walter
I was wondering if you'd like to go out with me Tuesday night.
Joan
Can't do Tuesday. How about Monday?
Walter
I can't do Monday. How about Wednesday?
Joan
Can't do Wednesday. How about Friday?
Walter
I can't do Friday, how about Thursday?
Joan
I can't do Thursday. How about Saturday?
Walter
I can't do Saturday -
Joan
Oh, jog on you fat yank.
[Laughs]
Clip 11
Jamie's plan to take Joan to Ireland against her wishes has found them in Liverpool. But she's quick on the up-take, this old girl. This definitely isn't Coventry.
Joan
Hold on. This don't look like Coventry. Everyone's orange.
Jamie
It's Liverpool, Nan.
Clip 12
Joan caused Miss Mahler to be sacked from the local council. And now, quite by chance, they meet again. Only now Miss Mahler is PC Mahler with the Road Policing Unit. And she's out for revenge.
Officer Mahler
I have dreamt about seeing you again.
Joan
Well, whatever floats your boat, love.
Officer Mahler
And now here you are. Illegally parked across three disabled bays.
Joan
Well, here's lucky. I've got three disabled badges.
Officer Mahler
Where'd you get them?
Joan
From up the council. They've been ever so nice to me since you left.
Officer Mahler
You shouldn't have three.
Joan
And yet I do. Riddle me that!
Clip 13
Not all old people are flatulent. But then not all people consume processed meat with the fervour and enthusiasm that Joan does. And that's got to have an impact on your lower intestines, right?
[Bending down to get something from her bag, JOAN farts in JAMIE'S face]
Jamie
NAN!
Joan
Oh, get up you lazy bastard!
[She farts again]
Oop!
Clip 14
Shabooya. It's a roll call type rap game that Jamie and Joan play all the time on this road trip. Not sure what the rules are but the outcome is pretty amazing!
Joan
Go on, Jamie. Your turn.
Jamie
My name is Jamie.
Joan
Yeah.
Jamie
Hip hip hooray.
Joan
Yeah.
Jamie
I drive a minibus.
Joan
Yeah.
Jamie
Because -
Joan
I'm gay! Roll call. That's it. Yeah. That's it. That's the way it goes. Yeah.
Clip 15
Is this homophobic? Hmm. Yes. I think, on balance, it probably is. But then Nan is in her eighties and lesbianism wasn't recognised or accepted when she was growing up. So...
Mick
All I do is let the animals go free and then burn down the buildings. Is that a crime?
Joan
Well of course it is.
Jamie
It's definitely a crime. What do you want with my Nan?
Mick
Collateral. She comes with me and then when we're done, you drive us away.
Joan
Are you touched? I'm not blowing up a fu*king farm. I'm a pensioner. I'm not spending me last few years in a cell fighting off a woman called Beth.
Mick
That's an offensive stereotype.
Joan
Oh, wake up and smell the lesbian. Orange might be the new black but they still wanna have a go with your clacker when the lights go out.
Clip 16
Mick is a terrorist. Okay, some might call him an animal rights activist but let's be honest... he's a terrorist. A nice, well-meaning terrorist but a terrorist none the less.
Mick
When you get the signal, you step on it and come and get us. And then we get the hell out of here, right?
Jamie
What's the signal?
Mick
A bloody great big explosion. That be enough for ya?
Clip 17
Handcuffing himself to an octogenarian was probably not Mick's brightest idea ever. Because when an octogenarian needs to go... she needs to go. And Joan needs to go.
Joan
Oooooh.... find me a dock leaf, son. It's running down the back of me legs.
Mick
MIND MY SHOES!
Joan
I don't know what they put in them Fridge Rustlers but it definitely don't go with twelve pints of Guinness.
Mick
Fu*k... me!
Clip 18
There are some things you don't need to know. For example, I don't want to know how often my grandparents got up to shenanigans between the sheets. And neither does Jamie.
Jamie
So go on, then. You had a whirlwind wedding with Terry.
Joan
Yep. I married Tel. And Walter went off to war. Then Terry spent every night interfering with me. Sometimes twice if he had an early shift.
Jamie
Nan! I didn't need to know all that.
Joan
Well, you did ask.
Clip 19
Again... there are just some things that are better left unsaid. Because you and I can't forget what we're about to hear. It'll haunt us forever.
Joan
I never realised. It's always the way though, isn't it? You don't appreciate what you have until it's gone. He was a wonderful man... my Terry. He loved me so much. Obsessed with my a**hole but other than that, a proper gent.
Clip 20
One of Nan's many catchphrases. This one is great. So great, in fact, that we've made it available as a message tone. So download it today and put a little bit of Nan on your phone!
Joan
What a fu*king liberty!
Clip 21
It's Nan's iconic cackle. Perfect for a message tone. Perhaps for your own Nan.