BILLY: Am I on? Am I on now?
Hi, my name's Billy Hutch. I'm 35 years young,
Single, and ready to mingle.
Umm, support Bolton Wanderers,
I'm a reclamation officer, AKA I'm a
MAN: Twat!
Alright mouth!
Dickhead.
[ THEME TUNE BEGINS ] [ ♪ Ghost Town by The Specials ♪ ]
INTERVIEWER: Billy is on his first reclamation of the day.
Understandably, he's in a sombre mood.
BILLY: Today, we're on our way to an individual who's fallen behind on their finance repayments.
They've refused on numerous occasions to pay the debt
and unfortunately some poor sap's gotta break the bad news.
INTERVIEWER: And that poor sap is you?
BILLY: Someone's gotta do it I suppose.
Fingers crossed, this one goes smoothly.
Brace yourself lads.
She's a bit feisty.
I wouldn't follow me in.
[ KNOCKS ON DOOR ]
BILLY: Mrs Bean? MRS BEAN: Hello?
[ MRS BEAN CRIES OUT ]
MRS BEAN: It's dark in here...
She's not going to get far without this, is she?
INTERVIEWER: I imagine it can be quite dangerous?
BILLY OFFSCREEN: Oh aye, it can be very dangerous.
BILLY: Fuck this!
BOOM OPERATOR: Run!
PAUL: Blur my face! Blur my fucking face!
[ KNOCKING ON DOOR ]
BILLY: Scott.. Mellor?
SCOTT: Yeah?
BILLY: Hi, I'm Billy. I'm a reclamation officer.
SCOTT: Do you guys want to come in?
SCOTT: They throw money at you, don't they.
You turn eighteen, you get letters in the post
offering you this and that and I was too immature to handle it.
Next thing you know, twenty grand in debt
and being carted off to god knows where.
BILLY: Come on son, time to go.
INTERVIEWER: Where do the reclaimed go?
BILLY: Detained.. processed... and put to work until they've paid off their debt.
INTERVIEWER: Do you feel sorry for them?
BILLY: Umm, I guess I do. Yeah.
We're all just tryna survive aren't we? Keep the wolf from the door...
Otherwise. we end up like him.
Isn't that right... Scott?
I mean I'm not all bad...
There you go pal.
[ SCOTT GETS MOSTLY AIR FROM CUP ]
SCOTT: Twat!
BILLY: Blur my face, blur my fucking face!