It's good you stayed tonight.
Yeah, it's been fun.
I told him I needed space. He can't know you're here.
I just put the bins out.
- This is an unwelcome coincidence. - Not for me.
We need to talk.
You have to promise me you'll be there to look after me.
I promise.
Stop talking. Stop saying all of this.
You laughed at me, lessened me.
You knew exactly what you were doing.
You're leaving? It's not fair, Gail!
Kelly admitted that she'd been unfaithful.
And now I know.
I really don't care any more.
What are we doing today?
Something like this?
- Fancy a change, then? - Yes.
CREDITS
Gail, it's me again.
I understand you wanted your space,
so I've tried to leave you alone, but...
Well, it's getting ridiculous now.
People are asking.
And I just refuse to be one of those couples whose problems
leak out in public,
so...call me back.
Let's fix this, please.
- Rachel. - Hey, I was just wondering
about this afternoon. I hadn't heard.
This afternoon?
Yeah. I've got you down to have Lenny.
Oh. Er...yes.
We may have to...postpone that.
Postpone? I've got a meeting.
Well, your mum's not well, but I think both of us would rather...
- Not well? - No, no, no. It's fine, really.
It's just...she needs rest.
Can you find someone else to take Lenny?
Sure. I'll sort it out.
Oh, and...Rachel?
Yes? Seven letters. "Swear to give..."
Oh, Dad. Doesn't Mum normally help you with these?
"Swear to give and take 30% off".
- I have no idea. - Well, have a think.
Sorry about today. Love you.
-Yeah, I love you, too, and love to Mum. - OK. Bye.
Bye.
- Hannah. - Hi.
Hi, I'm Karl. This is Gloria.
- Hello. - Hi. Good to meet you.
- This is Evie. - She's beautiful.
- Come in. - Thank you.
Andy, Hannah's here!
You should've seen them. Mum was cleaning everything.
sofas, windows, her shoes. A good impression.
Thanks for sneaking out last week.
- It's just I said I needed space... - Yeah.
- and if he saw you were over... - I know.
- he might think you and I were... - I know, I get it.
Were you going to say something?
What?
Before, when we heard him at the door,
it looked like you were building up to say something important.
Probably something about the wedding.
My head's exploding with stuff.
Not long now.
Anyway, we should meet up like that more.
There's always going to be tension with Liam, so...
maybe it's going to work better if it's just us?
- And Evie? - Yeah, and Evie, obviously!
Must be nice having parents that care.
- What, and yours don't? - Never knew my dad
and my mum's more interested in herself.
Well, she did something right.
Shall we hug?
- We didn't hug last time. - Exactly.
Oh, come on!
Yeah!
Oh! Oh, I missed this.
All right, get off. Get off.
You never said why you were here.
Oh, business, new client.
Very well off.
It means I come and go.
Oh, they put me up in this hilarious hotel -
very dark, atmospheric.
Most hotels are about sleep, this one... all about sex.
Oh, you'll be right at home, then.
Having a good time, then, on your little trips?
- Yes, I am. - Yeah, single man about town?
Well, actually...
Yeah.
Yeah, not...not so single.
- I hate surprises. - You wouldn't have come.
What's her name?
- Julia. - Julia?
- And she's...she's how old? - Oh, for Christ's sake!
- 18? 19? - Hannah...
- Belle. - You seriously want me to call you Belle?
- You're with someone called Julia.
- I don't think you get to lecture me on names. - She's 33.
Mature... interesting. Only a couple of years before she goes off.
Lovely. Thank you.
- How's the old town? - The same.
Everyone thinks you live in Edinburgh, for some reason.
- Apparently you said that... - I didn't want anyone following me.
Yes! That's how you like to do things, isn't it? Clean break.
- Why did you want to speak to me? - Right, well...
And why is Julia here?
I assume she's in the toilet. Is she ill?
- Yeah. - She's taking her time. - Well, there's a reason for that.
Hi.
Let's just go through how you ended up here.
You stayed in the flat underneath the one I always booked
because you wanted to feel close to me.
- Can we not do this, please? - Then, when you finally got access
to his room... my room,
through a combination of lies, drink and seduction, you got off with him.
Why?
Because I missed you.
- So he's a replacement? - No.
Cos we're not exactly identical.
I know he looks nothing like you.
But you're actually quite similar, as people.
And he has something that you don't.
He certainly does.
- Not that. - What, then?
What is this amazing superpower he has which I sadly lack?
He's here.
Don't let him do this.
Hey! You should have a look around. There's loads of bargains.
Got to love a jumble sale, eh? Re-use, recycle.
Are you sure you want to do this? It's all her stuff.
Yeah, well, she wasn't who I thought she was,
so, yeah, everything must go.
- We don't want to take anything home. - Right.
Hey...
Excuse me. Sorry, sorry. Excuse me.
Hey, mate!
How much for this?
Erm, £100.
- 100? - Yeah, I know. Bargain.
Much less than they're worth.
Well, thank you, but thanks.
Thank you.
Ah! No Gail?
Er, no, she's not feeling too well, so it's just me. Hello.
- Is she upset? - I'm sorry?
With everything that's going on. Is it all too much?
No, no, no, just a bug. A cold.
- Which? - Sorry?
A bug or a cold?
A cold, stuck in bed.
She'll be fine. Hot-water bottle and an Inspector Morse box set.
Oh, dear...
Oh, I know I can't stand Inspector Morse.
At least we've got you. Come on, sit down.
- So, how are things? - Not bad, all things considered.
Slight yellowing of the eyeballs, as you can see,
but we're about to start treatment,
everything 21st-century science has to offer.
- Chemo? - Next week.
- So brave. - But we're not here to talk about that.
We want to discuss sport, holidays
and how awful our children are, right?
- Been looking forward to it all week. - Me, too.
No, we haven't finished talking about the most important subject, have we?
- What? - Even before you arrived, Henry,
we all agreed it was a concern.
- What?
Gail. The drinking, the dancing. Is she OK?
You didn't want children.
Oh, maybe I've grown up at last.
Maybe you just didn't want children with me.
- He said you were always against it. - Oh, absolutely.
My friends that had them, and my sister,
literally aged a decade the year after the baby arrived!
I mean... Oh, you're... You're getting married?
Oh, yes.
o much news!
After the baby arrives, or-or...?
At the weekend, actually.
Oh, Julia, why?
You seem lovely. Why would you want to get involved with him?
- See what I mean? - I know what he did.
But we've agreed,
if anyone else appears that we're interested in,
we'll just be honest.
That's what matters.
Right, well, good luck.
Anyway, you've called me here.
I assume it's not just to show me the bride and the bump.
No. Erm... It's about our divorce.
Our wonderful divorce.
Well, that's all over, Neil.
It's finished...at last!
- You two should start yours now. It takes ages.
So, look, the...the truth is, erm,
I had a much better solicitor than you and...
well, I got a lot more than I should've done.
- That's not how... No... - Yeah.
- It was agreed and signed. - You shouldn't have agreed.
I ha-...
It was...
Well, either way, it's done now.
The thing is, Julia is...
Forgive this, but Julia has built up a very successful business.
- Has she? - Yeah, and she's extremely well off.
Ah! Now I see the attraction.
The point is, he doesn't need the money any more.
And he's always talking about it, worried about you.
- He's aware of your commitments. - How would you have any idea what...?
Last year, you mentioned you were teaching
and if that's your entire income...
This is really none of your business!
Look, what Julia suggested, since I was up here anyway,
that we should just sit down and...and talk it all through.
I want it to be fair for you.
It...
It's... It's important.
You feel sorry for me.
He's completely sincere about this.
Thank you, Julia. That's a useful contribution.
After what you put up with.
Well, that's true. I put up with a lot.
- Right. And we want to feel on our wedding day
that we can put the past behind us.
Speaking of which...
we'd like you to be there.
We'd like you to take this money and then be our guest at our wedding.
What?!
All right.
He's always said, as well as being his wife,
you were his closest friend.
So...
Belle...
what do you think?
Our gift.
- Did you tell her about us? - Gail? No.
I thought you must've done, the way she looked at me that night.
- What do you mean? - Helen, I'm not sure this is...
- Why? We all know what happened. - Not all of us.
- You said you told Robert at the time.
Yes, but he asked me to keep it to myself.
Keep what to yourself?
Oh, it's all very boring.
A long time ago, Henry and I had a little affair
at the end of my second marriage.
Henry wasn't the cause,
but he was definitely a very significant symptom.
- How long for? - Oh, two or three years.
Two years!
- Years? Poor Gail! - I know, but...
Look, we're all human. I'm sure you two have had moments.
No, actually.
It's all right! I'm not expecting you to air your laundry.
There isn't any laundry.
Angela, you're a sexual being and Robert's a good-looking man.
I just refuse to believe that no-one else ever caught your eye.
Absolutely not.
There was that head of sales.
-I don't know what you're talking about. - What was his name?
Oh, we're getting off the point.
- You brought it up! - I asked Henry
if he'd recently told Gail because I was convinced that night
that she was, well, looking at me differently.
But you say not.
- I might've mentioned it. - I knew it!
When? When did you tell her?
- Just before we arrived. - Excellent timing, Henry. Well done.
I know, but I didn't want to go into what I'm facing
with a big secret between us.
I meant to tell her before, but I...
I couldn't find the right moment.
Well, that's why she isn't here, isn't it?
She said, "I am not sitting at a table with that awful woman."
She...
Yes, it's true. You're not the most popular person right now,
but she'll get over it. - Why? - I'm sorry?
- Why on Earth did you have an affair with Helen? - Isn't it obvious?
Well, she was unhappy and I was working long hours...
Lust, Angela! Sheer animal passion.
- Anything we can do to help? - With what?
No. No, no, it's all...
Look, can we change the subject?
Robert, after you've finished treating me,
- I think you should retire. - Yes, I try to persuade him.
- Henry's retired. - It was different with Henry.
- How? - I like my work,
it's what gives me my vim.
Well, maybe I could do with some vim, too.
Yes, you want to watch out. She might go after that head of sales.
- What was his name? - Steve.
He had big ears.
- Something to hang on to! - Henry...
Yes? Don't wriggle out of it.
You've a button undone... on your shirt.
Thank you.
Right then, you, take this. Order me some wine.
Oh. Hey.
- Can I come, to the wedding? - No, you can't.
I want to see her in the dress.
- Sorry, it's really expensive, so... - Yeah, exactly.
Hey! We're back.
- You said you'd be here at half five. - There was stuff to get.
- What's this? - A surprise.
Evie's a month old, I thought we should mark it.
By doing what?
- Get some people round... celebrate.
- Now? Who? - Someone...
very important to her.
Oh, not my mum!
See? You were just in time.
Come in!
Liam, I'm really not in the mood for surprises.
You love a surprise.
- Hiya. - Hey. You all right?
Aww, here she is, the little girl.
- Hey. - Oh, my God!
You've been saying you wanted us all to get to know each other,
so I rang them up just now and said, "Get over here!"
Do you want a drink? Prosecco?
- Oh, yeah. - Andy, mate?
- Beer? - Just a... Just a Coke, if you've got it.
- Yeah, no problem. - Hey.
- Hi. - Hey.
Hey.
- Excuse me? - Yeah?
- I'm Belle. - Oh. Saira.
- Friend of David's. - That's nice. Can I have a word?
- Oh, well, David's upstairs. - No, with you.
Won't take a moment.
Oh. OK.
So...
You two are together?
Well, yeah, we're seeing each other.
I have a question for you.
One little question.
OK.
For some reason, Kelly took a dislike to me.
I think it was because I insisted she stop slamming the front door
every time she came in.
Anyway, what even I could see is that David and her were in love.
I know, and do you know what?
I know it's a bit soon for him to be with...
No, that's not the issue.
You're someone he's met... fine.
It's important that people left behind develop something new,
but, Saira...
I don't think you are
new.
What?
I went to a gay club called Vanilla. I'm not gay, but I went there.
And, on the way out,
there was a photo on a poster.
I wonder if you didn't know it had been taken
because it was of you with Kelly -
the two of you...
together.
So, my one little question is this... what the fuck are you doing?
I assume he doesn't know who you are.
Right, this has got nothing to do with you, so why are you interested?
He's been through a lot
and this feels rather cruel.
Yeah, I like him.
Of all the men in the world,
you've decided to sleep with your dead girlfriend's husband?
There's a reason we get on... we're both going through the same thing.
- Except he doesn't know that! - But you can't tell him.
- I should. - No. No.
Because, right now, he couldn't take it.
He's pretending that he's getting better
and that he's moving on and he's dealing with it, but he's not,
- not really. - I doubt you're helping matters.
After she died, I rented a flat where me and Kelly used to go,
so I could remember her, but then he was there and we just...
we just really got on.
It wasn't a plan, but it happened.
But now at least he's got somebody who understands...
maybe that's better.
- I'm sure you're hoping that. - He's so good.
He's such a good man and he doesn't deserve it.
- Well, I agree with that. - I'll tell him, I will, later.
But for now, please, please don't say anything.
Hiya. Didn't know where you were.
- Oh, I was just...in there. - Why?
I was just chatting.
She's nice.
Nice?!
When she first came here, she drank all the time.
Kelly used to check on her, you know, that she was all right.
She didn't like that.
Shame about all this stuff.
Can't believe people weren't interested.
What's this?
Oh, her ashes.
- Oh, my God. - Need to decide what to do with them.
Sorry, I didn't...
Hey, are you OK?
Do you want to go out? Like, do something?
- Take your mind off things? - No, no, I'm fine.
- OK. Good. - What did she say to you?
- Who, Belle? - Yeah.
Oh, nothing.
It's just I've never seen you like this.
You're always joking,
- but not tonight. - I'm fine.
I'm fine, honestly.
Fine.
Well, it's happened
exactly what I said. Everyone's asking questions
and I have to twist myself into knots
so we don't both look completely stupid.
We're meant to be at Rachel's tomorrow.
What am I meant to say?
I can't protect you forever, Gail.
There's no potatoes, so pretty much no carbs.
We've cut right down, haven't we? Less red meat, too.
It changes things, when you have a baby.
Do you think you'll have kids?
- What, with each other? - We haven't had that conversation, actually.
- Early days. - But not right now. Got work to do.
- Fair bit of drinking, too. - What do you do?
I'm a marketing assistant. This new job, it's a step up.
Only thing is, it's in Leeds. I'd have to live in Leeds.
I don't know anything about Leeds.
I'm hoping he might come with me.
Liam went to uni there.
- Oh, did you? - Yeah, I had an amazing time.
If you like going out, there's nowhere better.
So, everything good with the wedding? It's not long now.
Yeah, lots to do.
The guy who lives upstairs, it's his church,
so he's helping us sort things.
- I was surprised it was in a church. - Oh, Liam's Catholic.
- Oh? - My parents are.
- Have you had your hen do? - Er, tomorrow.
It's not a hen do, really, just a few friends.
Erm, my friend Rose, I've known her since school,
- and Anya from work. - You should... You should be there.
Oh, what? I...
She's welcome, right?
Yeah. Yeah, absolutely. Of course. As I said, it's just a few friends,
- so... - Great. - I don't know if you...
Excuse me.
- Shall I open another bottle? - Oh, I wouldn't say no.
- What was that about? - What?
Inviting her tomorrow.
It's my thing. Just a few friends.
- I thought it was nice. - You...
All right, I'll say I got it wrong, she can't go.
- No, you can't, it's too late now. - OK.
- Look, what's happening tonight? - What?
- Is something going on? - No.
Do you want some chocolate?
Hmm... I'm OK.
OK.
No. No, I really need some chocolate.
- What, now? - Yep, yep, yep.
I'll just run down to the shop. I'll be two minutes.
- I'll come with you. - No, no, no, it's all right.
No need.
- Hey. Oh. - What did you say to Saira?
What?
You upset her.
See, you're doing it again.
You made Kelly's life a nightmare and now you're starting to...
Look! Sometimes there are things you don't know -
people don't tell you.
Maybe it's a religious thing with you, rushing to judgment.
I have no idea what you're talking about.
I'm saying, if your girlfriend's upset, why don't you speak to her?
- You're drunk. - You're sad.
- Hi. Is, erm...? Is Belle...? - I'm here!
- Don't talk to her any more. - Suits me!
- Causing trouble? - Fuck off.
Come in.
- Hello? - It's Robert.
Oh, right.
Can I come in?
Yes. Yes, of course.
Just a second!
Hi.
Gail's asleep...
- at last. I think it's best. - Asleep?
Yes. Early night, so...best keep your voice down.
- Looks like the Somme. - Oh.
How can I help?
- I'm sorry? - To what do I owe this pleasure?
Oh, just a chat.
- Shall we have a drink? - I...
- A cup of tea? - Yes. Absolutely.
Actually, as a matter of fact, now you're here, you can help me out.
Five across is proving rather...
You think Gail will want one?
What? Oh, no, no. As I said, she's sleeping.
You're sure? She might want to say hello at least.
Yes, I'm sure.
Worth checking?
Yes, all right. I can... Well, I'll just stick my head in the door.
Yes, sound asleep. It's a shame, her coming down with something,
but you know how it is.
The news came as such a shock and that sort of stress can wear you out.
Henry...
it's nonsense.
- What is? - All of it.
Gail isn't here.
I beg your pardon? She's right in there.
- In your bedroom? - Yes!
And she won't thank you for...
Robert!
- Robert! - Henry...
do I really need to open the door?
I promise you, she's here.
She's asleep. I've no idea why you won't believe me,
but, as you say, we've known each other for...
Why don't you take a seat?
I'll make the tea.
And now we see the full extent.
Dear, oh, dear!
We had an argument and she left...
three days ago.
And since then you haven't had the energy to put anything away?
Actually, I've managed quite well.
You're really very stupid sometimes.
She's gone mad.
Forget the tea.
I'll get a bit of this done, then we can pour a whisky,
which you're not supposed to have, and you can tell me all about it.
He was a complete prick, obsessed with how many people I'd slept with,
said it was a reflection on the type of person you are.
And, I mean, the number's no big secret... 16, by the way.
but the more he asked, the more I thought, "I'm not telling him."
It does say something about you, though.
Yeah, well, you would say that. You're a Catholic.
Not married. Your number's probably zero!
- Yeah, I'm not that sort of Catholic. - What, then?
- Aw, come on, babe, you can't... - Six.
OK, then. Interesting.
- What about you? - What?
- How many? - Thought you said it didn't matter.
Yeah, but we're doing it now.
- Nah, it's personal. - Question is, is he not
telling us because it's not many
- or because it's loads? - Come on, we don't need to know.
We don't need to, but two of us have been happy to share, so...
I'm going to say a number and if it's more, don't say anything, OK?
No, come on.
- Ten. OK. More? - No, that's...
- Liam, can we not...? - 20.
Oh, my God. More than 20?
- Can we just stop, please? Come on, Gabs.
More than 50? And you're only 24! Andrew, you're a fucking slut.
- Can we talk about something else?
I just fucking don't actually... - Mine's 18.
Yeah.
Not that anyone was asking, but 18 for me.
- Right. - That's...
What?
Don't get good sitting on the bench.
But, yes, Gaby, you're absolutely right, it doesn't matter.
Instead, we've got a question for you.
- We are not sure about flowers... - I've got a question, too. Erm...
Why didn't you tell me Andy was here the other night?
What?
You sent me away. But then Andy came round, didn't he?
Which is OK, I suppose, but the weird thing is why you hid it.
I mean, you were here, weren't you?
Mate, there were Coke cans in the bin, she doesn't drink Coke.
He'd just taken Evie for a walk and then he stayed for a bit.
Right, so why did you lie?
Well, cos, like you said, I'd asked for space
- and I didn't want it to be weird. - Do you two like each other?
Cos, yeah, it does seem weird. But, also, have you noticed this?
They keep looking at each other.
We're all looking at each other.
Liam, maybe you've had a bit too much to drink.
Clearly, these two did like each other at some point.
I mean, the proof of that's asleep in the other room.
Yeah, that was one night, ten months ago.
I'm feeling something's happening right now, aren't you?
I trust my boy.
Right.
Maybe I am imagining things,
not getting enough sleep, paranoid.
Liam, we're getting married in two days.
Right, right, so this an urgent conversation.
- I like you. - OK.
- Do you like him? - What?
Sorry, Andy.
You're good-looking, and you're great with Evie,
and it's been good getting to know you, but no.
Not my type.
Just friends, aren't we?
Yeah.
Which means you are stupid!
I forgive you.
I should've told you. I just didn't want you to worry.
Right.
Well, that was all a bit fucking tense.
- Can I get some more ice cream? - Yeah. In the freezer.
I get it, yeah? This is a big thing we're doing.
All right.
- Sorry, mate. - That's OK. It's no problem.
She said I'd ruined her life...
that she'd realised it before she knew about the cancer,
that I mock her and make her feel... small.
I-I didn't listen. I just didn't recognise any of it.
Right.
And then she just leaves. No responsibility.
I mean, we all have things we might
do if we were completely selfish, but...
Have we seemed unhappy to you?
- Well, no, not particularly. - Well, then...
You've always done the talking, but that's just...
What?
Oh, you didn't need to stop, by the way.
What?
Working.
You made a mistake, but that's just part of the job.
Yes, people were talking,
and it would have taken time for you to get back to where you were,
- but you weren't struck off. - What's this got to do with anything?
Just that you're a very proud man, Henry.
Cheers.
Swear to give and take 30% off.
Julia knows where you are?
She does.
- And she trusts you? - What?
Not to sleep with me.
Yes, I gave her my word.
So, she checked?
Interesting.
Office job?
Interview tomorrow.
Look, I...
I really hope you weren't offended by what we talked about today.
Well, it was a bit humiliating, I won't lie...
but,
you're not wrong.
I'm completely broke.
I'm paying rent on two flats.
Ruth tried to kill herself, so she's in hospital,
- and Maya's living here. - What, with you?
- It's awful, but I don't have a choice.
I have to pay everything.
So, although your offer is exceptionally demeaning, I accept.
I will take as much money as you feel like giving me.
Good.
I'm...really sorry for everything that happened.
Those other women?
- Yeah. - Girls.
- Women. - Neighbours.
You liked the thrill of an illicit affair.
Yeah.
- I'm illicit now. - What?
I'm illicit.
Yes, you are.
I don't like this.
Your stubble.
Well, what happened to your hair?
You said I looked better than ever.
You do, actually.
- So, has there been anyone else? - No-one serious.
There's been various bits of sex with various people.
Not lots. Some.
- Any good? - Not particularly!
Sometimes I think it's a generational thing.
We all learnt how to have sex through getting it wrong
and not talking about it.
Young people now, they're so open.
They've got the internet.
I bet they're having much better fucking than we ever did.
They're having less, apparently.
Less quantity, perhaps. I bet the quality is superb.
So...
why did you call me round tonight?
Isn't it obvious?
Cos I've been trying to make it pretty obvious.
I thought, since you were flirting with me today,
that maybe some of the embers of our awful marriage
are still flickering, and I don't want to get back with you, Neil,
but I thought, now that we're not married,
you might actually want to have sex with me.
I mean...
no-one needs to know.
- Where's Maya? - At her girlfriend's, all night.
You still find me attractive, don't you?
- I don't think I'm drunk enough. - Insulting!
Look, I just mean you seem to be a bit further down the line than me.
Get on with it, then.
- Anna... - # Drink! #
I love Julia.
I love Julia, too.
She's amazing!
Beautiful!
And so rich.
And she's also not here.
Knew it.
- What? Oh, come on, you want... - It's not a good idea,
especially when you're...like this.
Like...?
Why not? You fuck every other woman you lay eyes on.
That's not true and, anyway... it's different with you.
- Why? - Because I care about you.
If you care about me and this is what I'm saying I want,
then you have a duty to bloody get on with it!
You are drunk and you'll regret it.
You don't know what I'll regret!
That's up to...
You're so fucking...
You invite me round, flirt with me,
introduce me to your new fucking pregnant wife,
then you come round here, knowing what I wanted...
- I didn't, actually. - ..and you tell me stuff...
- No, I didn't. - and you drink my wine. You are a prick!
- All right, just...Just calm down. - Don't you dare tell me to calm down!
You don't have the right to tell me to do any fucking thing!
- Yeah, I'm going to go. - Yes, of course you are.
Any hint of trouble and off you fuck!
You never keep your word!
Yeah, you just fucking walk away.
You think you are so amazing, but when you are old,
you will look back and see that you got it all just wrong,
completely fucking a mess.
Call me tomorrow and...and we'll sort things out.
- Fuck you! - Will you go to bed?
- Go to bed! - Stop telling me what to do!
You dick! I fucking hate you!
What? What?!
He's my ex-husband, if you're so fucking interested.
Get off me!
Don't come near me - not you.
What you are doing, you're fucking evil.
- All right, maybe you should go to bed. - Yeah, you'd like that.
- Please. - Why is everybody giving me orders?
- Because you're really drunk.
Who are you?! Just go away!
All of you! Go back to your fucking flats!
You don't know me. You don't know anything about me.
This is my business.
I don't want to live like this, with you all just...there.
I want walls!
And a house of my own, and no-one else!
I want a fucking castle.
Hey, hey, look.
- Maybe we should get you inside... - Leave me alone!
Oh, shit! Oh, my God.
- It's all right, it's all right... - Don't touch me!
That's up to you, but you've hurt yourself.
- Can we get you into your flat? - No!
- What's going on? - Oh, shit.
No.
- Nothing. I'm fine. - She's hit her head.
You're a doctor, right?
- Yes. - OK, come in, then.
Rest of you, thanks very much - we're done.
- If you need anything... - Yeah.
- We should go. - Yeah. - You don't have to.
Yeah, we do, though. Thanks.
It's late. Come on.
Oh, er, table's in the way.
Hope everything's OK with Liam.
Yeah, he just got the wrong idea.
Yeah.
Five.
What?
My number's five.
Thanks for coming.
See you at the wedding, I suppose. Got your suit?
Come on!
Bye.
- What did you mean? - What?
When...when she called you evil, you said "please",
like...like there was something else you didn't want her to say.
I don't...
I don't... I probably just meant, like, "Please calm down"...
Yeah.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm just...
finding it hard to trust anyone at the moment. Sorry.
Hey. Hey, do you want to go away together?
I don't think being in this flat is helping.
David.
- Even for a few days. - David.
This isn't working.
- What? - For me. I'm sorry, but I...
I want to stop.
No. No, no, no. No, no, look, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
I do trust you, of course I do. I wouldn't want you to think that...
You know, it's just... There's a lot going on in my head...
- No, it's not that, it's not that. - Then what?
It's her, isn't it? Belle.
- What did she say to you? - No, I just...
I just realised today that...
it's just been fun, but it's...
- it's not going anywhere. - Please.
Look, I know it's been...strange, you know, but it's...
- it's getting better. - I'm sorry.
I think I should go now.
OK.
Where's your wife gone?
- What? - I haven't seen her for days.
Holiday.
Lie.
I heard you leaving a message.
Has she had enough of you at last?
What do you mean?
The way you talk to her.
She'll be fine. Just rest, I think.
Are you going to be all right?
Seen worse.
Well, you know where I am.
- Bet you were a really good doctor. - What?
Reckon you were probably really good at it.
- Well...I enjoyed it, yes. - Thanks, yeah?
Not a problem.
I'm sorry.
I'm not ill, not like your mum.
I just...I made a mistake.
I do love you.
I know.
Angela's good at hoovering, bins and money.
I do the rest.
It was the way people looked at me,
in the hospital, as I walked past.
People used to make eye contact, smiled,
nurses, colleagues...
there was...respect.
After it happened, that changed.
They knew and they'd look away... whisper.
You missed a diagnosis, an honest mistake.
Happens to all of us at some point in our career.
Not to me.
I couldn't stand it.
- Gail was wonderful through all that. - She was.
- You miss her, Henry. - I know.
Of course I bloody miss her.
Then what are you doing, sitting around?
If you could speak to her, what would you say?
That...
yes, it's not the same without her, and that...
maybe I could listen a bit more.
Good. That's a start.
Maybe buy some flowers, too.
Oh, I worked out your clue, by the way.
Swear to give and take 30% off.
Give and take.
Compromise.
Take 30% off...
promise.
Seven letters!
- So... any idea where she might be? - No.
Have you looked at your bank statements?
- What? - Well, presumably she's spent money
and, if she's used a card, that might give you some idea where.
Right.
It's seven o'clock in the morning.
Yeah. I... Can I speak to Belle?
- I'm asleep. - It's important.
You saw her last night, yeah?
If you thought she looked bad then, imagine the hangover.
Please. Please.
Are you sure?
Cos I think you need to be very sure that you want to do this.
Yes. Yes, I'm sure.
Sorry for waking you.
What's going on?
After Saira saw you yesterday,
she started acting strangely.
And then, a little later on, she said she wanted to stop...
being together.
Then she left.
Something was said, between you and her,
that made that happen.
I don't know what.
But yesterday...
you told me that I didn't know everything.
- She didn't talk to you? - About what?
I'm starting to think that, for some reason,
I'm always being lied to, by everybody.
Look, I-I don't, I don't care...
I don't care what it is.
I just want the truth.
- Hello? - Helen? It's Henry.
- Hello, darling. Everything all right? - Yes.
I just wondered if you wanted to meet up sometime?
Have a bit of fun?
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