Of all men in the world, you decided
to sleep with your dead girlfriend's husband?
You can't tell him.
Why didn't you tell me Andy was here the other night?
- What? - The weird thing is why you hid it.
I like YOU!
I'm illicit now.
What? Oh, come on!
- It's not a good idea. - You want it. You dick! I hate you!
- Any idea where she might be? - No.
Have you looked at your bank statements?
That might give you some idea where.
She hits her head and five minutes later, she died.
She was in Liverpool,
and I couldn't understand why she was there in the first place.
Leave me alone!
- David, this isn't working. - It's her, isn't it? Belle.
It's not going anywhere.
Helen! I just wondered
if you wanted to meet up sometime. Have a bit of fun.
THREE DAYS AGO
Please... It's not fair, Gail!
Thank you.
And that's for you.
HENRY: I DON'T UNDERSTAND. HENRY: ARE YOU COMING BACK?
Oh, it's been a hair roller-coaster so far.
We started with ten contestants,
and we've whittled it down to a final three.
TOM - 68
iT'S A DATE. YOU'VE MATCHED WITH TOM.
- Hi, I'm Tom. - Hi, Gail. Nice to meet you.
And you too. Er, shall I, er...?
HE DIED SAD AND ALONE. I REGRET IT. DON'T MAKE THE SAME MISTAKE I DID.
Tea?
Lovely.
CREDITS
I just want the truth.
This has nothing to do with me.
- We've been neighbours for years. - And yet I barely know you,
which speaks volumes. I'm sorry for what happened to Kelly,
but beyond that, you can't ask for me to get involved.
You are involved! You spoke to Saira.
- But she didn't speak to you! - Well, exactly!
- Argh! - I know. About what?!
David, you need to go now.
We need a new rule.
If I am hungover, nothing happens.
Understood?
OK.
Now leave me alone.
I need at least 24 hours of complete peace.
Just remember your job interview today.
What's that?
Breakfast!
You wanted to talk?
- Always helps me. - Right.
There's a boy at the end of the road.
Well, I say boy, he's probably 40.
He sorts me out.
Oh, thanks.
If anyone asks, it's medicinal.
So...
Oh, come on. It won't kill you.
Well, that is definitely true, but, er...
..no, thank you - not my thing.
Oh, good old Henry -
unflappable to the end.
What do you mean?
Well, the world changes, but nothing changes you.
Bravo.
- Have an amazing day today. Swapping over at five, right? - OK.
Er, can we say, if you're worried about anything in the future,
we'll talk about it? We're always better when we talk.
Yeah.
And not hide things from each other.
Yeah. Exactly.
Er, I've got to go.
I'm sorry, I'm stupid.
About what?
Not telling you Andy was here.
We're going to be OK, aren't we?
Yeah, more than OK.
- Go on, you'll be late. - Yeah.
Right. Bye!
- The dress is disgusting. - I'm sure that's not true.
- It makes me look like a curtain. - Oh, Maya...
Seriously - it's the sort of thing you'd wear.
Well, it's up to the bride.
- The bride said I could wear jeans. - Well, she's being polite.
Wear jeans, and you'll ruin it for everyone.
Did you find out where you could get some help?
Look, occasionally, I'll fall off the wagon, but that doesn't mean...
Falling off the wagon wasn't the problem.
- Yeah, all right. - Falling into the wall...
I'd better go. Good luck with your interview.
I know you want it, and you can get it.
Just relax this time, yeah?
Chill.
I am chilled.
You're basically never chilled.
Hello?
What?!
When?
Didn't they call?
Literally just now.
Right. So, apparently, I'm not supposed to be on my own.
And I don't want to go back to mine anyway, so... I have to stay here.
- Why are you wearing a suit? - Ruth, it's hard enough as it is...
Oh, OK, what do you want me to do, then?
Maya's in the spare room.
You'll, er... You'll have to go in mine.
- Oh, we are not sharing. - God, no. I'll take the sofa.
I'm wearing a suit because I've got an interview.
Again?
Same place, actually.
You want to have another go at persuading them you're fun?
It means you will be on your own today, there's no avoiding that.
- Where's Maya? - At a dress fitting
- for a wedding, and then a hen do... - A wedding?
She's a bridesmaid for the woman across the hall.
Try to keep it tidy today.
Don't go through my cupboards.
I'll get some Curly Wurlys on the way home, I know you like them.
I'm not a child.
- All right, I won't, then. - No, fuck off, do.
- I'm just saying. - Just, if you need to go anywhere...
Oh, shit.
I just assumed that was the sort of person she was. You know, quiet,
- normal. - Quiet, perhaps, but...
she always had a spark to her.
That's not what you said to me.
- What? - Well, I remember, when we were together,
- you called her dull. - No.
- No, I wouldn't... - You did.
You expecting someone?
Speak of the devil.
Hi.
Oh, hello, Helen.
Is that...?
Is that weed, Helen?
Yes. Do you want some?
Oh, that's kind, but not right now.
Have you been here all night?
Helen came over this morning.
I wanted someone to talk to.
Oh, right. Well, that makes sense.
Er, well, don't let me interrupt.
I'll, er, just go and unpack.
Oh, we're due at Rachel's.
Shall we aim to leave in an hour? We can catch up in the car.
You're back, then?
Yes.
For good?
Yes.
I... should go.
Good luck!
In the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, amen.
Bless me, Father, for I have sinned.
I haven't been to confession for... two months,
since Kelly died.
All right.
I've been finding it very difficult to pray.
Why's that?
I've always tried to dedicate my life to God.
I mean, I haven't been perfect, but I've sincerely made the attempt.
Yes.
David, I know that's true.
So when I think about what's happened to me
and when I think about God...
I have three options.
Either he's punishing me - but for what, I have no idea.
I don't think he's punishing you.
Or he's malevolent, enjoying what's happening.
What's your third option?
That there is no God at all.
One can't have blessings without suffering.
Kelly was taken from you, but before that,
you were given a loving, happy relationship...
She cheated on me.
I discovered recently that she'd been lying to me.
She was with someone else.
After I found that out,
I had sex with one of my students.
I liked her...
but she's left me now as well.
So, I mean, yeah, I have blessings...
but when I think of how hard I've tried to be good...
I'd say there's something unfair going on.
God loves you, David.
Then whatever he's up to, or even if he exists at all...
what authority does he have left to judge me?
I mean, why shouldn't I just do exactly what I want?
- Henry, whatever you do, it's up to you. - Nothing happened.
You've only got a few months to live,
and if seeing Helen is what you wanted, then...
I'm telling you she came round this morning.
All right.
I believe you.
No problem.
- Hi. - Hey! I'm Ruth.
I'm just staying across the hall.
I'm not really supposed to be left alone, so...
do you fancy a cup of tea and a chat?
Belle?
Ah, hello!
What's your name?
- Barclay. - Ah, it's like the bank.
No, not really.
How do I look? Cos last time I completely fucked it up -
I had a stain on my arm and I was really boring.
You look fine.
Shall we? Lead the way, beautiful man.
Oh, you've got such long legs - I have to run to keep up!
Maybe that's why you're so fit, all the walking.
Actually, everyone here is incredibly attractive.
So you've interviewed before?
Yeah, and they said I wasn't fun enough.
Can you believe that? Cos I'm... I'm so fun.
The truth is that I need the money.
Everything in my life is going very wrong.
I'm a Pilates teacher, but that doesn't even begin to cover
my outgoings, so, yep, I need this job.
But I think I'd... I'd enjoy it, too.
- So, we're in here? - Yes.
Right.
Thank you, Barclays. Wish me luck!
What's going on?
Where's Jan?
You can't see Jan today.
Um, yes, I can.
I can see Jan. Jan's the man.
I've got the email.
You had an appointment, but you're not doing the interview.
- Why not? - Because you're drunk.
Be-becau...
Look, I'm... I'm sorry, I don't actually, er, know who you are.
- I'm not... I'm not really... - You need to go home.
No! No! I've prepared!
If you won't take me, I'll... I'll
If you try to see her, I will advise that it's not possible
to conduct the interview with you in this state,
and she'll listen to me, and that will be it.
- You go home, and we reschedule. - I...
You're a dick.
Hi.
STUDENT RECORD
SAIRA MALIK
REQUEST TO CHANGE COURSE TO ENGLISH MODULE 3R - DAVID ASTON
Hello?
Hi. Hi, erm, does Saira live here? - Yeah.
- Who are you? - Er, I'm David Aston.
I teach her English.
- Is she...? - She's gone to her gran's for a few days.
Oh. OK.
Only I, er...
I have to get her these papers, er, by tomorrow.
And I can't get through on her phone. So, do you have an address?
Maybe I could...
Here. No paper.
Oh, great, thank you very... much.
- Happy birthday! - Thanks!
Mum, are you feeling better?
- Better? - I'll go through.
- Dad said you'd been ill. - Ill? No.
Wow, Mum! Makeover!
So, what's been going on?
Oh, my God, Mum, your clothes!
You look great, Gail.
Oh, thanks, Chris. You too!
- I wasn't saying I didn't like it, it's just... - Oh, come here! Oh...
You think I don't love you as much as Rachel.
It's not true, but you've always felt it,
I know. We should talk about that sometime.
- Mum, are... are you OK? - Oh...
What are you doing?
Kissing our son, Henry. You should try it sometime.
Are we going to have some music? It's a birthday party, isn't it?
- Kyle? - We thought you didn't like it.
- We don't. - Yeah! Come on!
Lenny, you wanna boogie?
- Yeah! - Yeah!
Lenny wants to rock, and Lenny's the boss!
Hey, fist bump, Lenny, fist bump.
So, the toddler's in charge?
Yeah! Hey, Lenny, ready to rock?
- Yeah! - Yeah!
When you said she'd been ill...
Exactly.
You shouldn't sleep here - you'll have something stolen.
What are you do...?
Your... your sister said that you'd gone for a job interview,
and when I asked at reception,
they said you'd just left the building.
I feel like someone's put an axe through my skull.
Yeah, I thought that might be the case.
That's why I brought you...
a hangover cure.
You laughing at me?
I'm bribing you.
I need you to tell me that I'm wrong.
Saira's university records said
that she asked to join my seminar group.
She always said it was chance.
So from the very beginning, she was lying.
And then I went to her student house
and found that she's gone to her gran's
in Liverpool.
Kelly died in Liverpool.
And I never knew why she was there.
At that point, I started to...
think that there was the possibility of something bad.
And so I've come back to you.
Cos you know, don't you?
Don't mention religion, don't mention men or marriage.
I have spent 28 years trying to get away from her.
And now I have, I have nightmares
that one day I'm going to have to go back.
Oh, I need a drink in my hand.
- All right. OK? - Mm-hm.
Hey!
Oh, I thought you were going to lose weight for the wedding.
- Jesus, Mum... - I'm joking! You're lovely just the way you are.
Now, where's my other little girl?
- She's asleep. - Oh? Is she?
Rose I know.
- Hello, Rose. - Hey. Good to see you.
- Susie. And Anya. And who's this?
This is Maya. She lives across the hall.
She really helped when Evie arrived.
Oh, right.
- And there's another one just come, yeah? - Yeah.
Oh, well, look at her!
She's not a bridesmaid, is she?
- No. This is Gaby. - Well, thank God for that!
Well, I don't want Liam changing his mind.
I mean, I don't mean to be offensive to the rest of you,
but look at her.
She's gorgeous!
Chris, you're happy to support him
until he finds something he wants to do, right? Of course.
- Because he loves you! - All right,
but seriously, having your own income in a relationship is vital.
I never had my own income.
That's different. - How?
You never wanted it.
Well, I did, but every time I got a part-time job or something,
you'd laugh at the uniform and say how boring it was.
- Nonsense. - It's not nonsense, Henry, it's simply what...
You want everyone to think you were hard done by,
but you lived it up for 40 years...
- Well, shall we move on? - Life of luxury,
- while I went to work every day. - OK, seriously, what's going on?
Your mother has decided this is the perfect moment
to completely change her personality.
I wanted to be me - your father wasn't keen.
No, I never said that.
So I tried telling him,
- but he wasn't listening. - I was listening
- that whole evening, Gail. - So, I walked out,
left him for a few days.
I needed time to work things out. And now I have, I'm better.
Why? Work out what?
I decided I needed to start paying myself some respect...
- Right... - ..because it's true,
the biggest problem was the way your father treated me,
- but that's not an issue... - She thinks I laugh at her.
- Well, you do, you always mock... - Talk over her.
She says I ruined her entire life.
- You probably haven't noticed... - Yes, of course we've noticed.
Dad's always been like that.
If you noticed it, why didn't you say anything?
You're my mum and dad,
and everyone thinks their mum and dad are completely weird.
But you enjoyed it.
- Er, no... - She laughed. Exactly!
This is what I've been saying. Whatever's going on in her head,
it's a complete fantasy.
Mum, point is, either way, if you're happy, then good!
And I love the clothes.
Good.
Yes, it's true, I do feel more... more relaxed,
- more confident. - Why don't you just tell them the truth?
I mean, our family has always made jokes
at each other's expense, but it stops us...
What she's not telling you is why she really left.
It stops us being honest with each other.
I mean, imagine if, when we meet...
She left so she could sleep with someone else!
- What?! - Oh, I'm sorry,
I thought you just said we should be honest.
After your mum left me,
- she got a flat and she met some new man. - She...?
- Dad, I think that's unlikely. - I beg your pardon...
I saw them together!
I stupidly thought that perhaps there was something
in what she was saying, so I found out where she was,
I got some flowers to apologise, but when I got there,
I saw them in the street - he kissed her.
- No! Henry, it was on the cheek. - You see?
- Mum? - And I suddenly realised,
- what was I doing... - He's just a friend. You got Helen over.
chasing after this woman who's going to be that selfish?
Someone to talk to...
I thought, "It's time to look after yourself," and I went home
- and I came to a decision. - What decision?
I'm not doing the chemotherapy.
You...?
What?! Not doing it?
I mean, I'll miss you children,
but I'd rather have five months living life as I want to
than turning myself into some weak, pathetic...
Dad, you have to.
Why should I put myself through all that, when you, my whole family, think
- I'm horrible and she's brilliant? - Dad...
- God's gift. - No, we don't.
Yes, we do, we do think she's brilliant.
So do you, that's what you've always said.
Well, she's changed.
- Yes, but not for the worse. - Jonathan, whose side are you on?
Dad, can we talk about the chemo?
Please.
I was really looking forward to today.
Your last birthday, Rachel.
The last one I'll see.
Really looking forward to it.
Excuse me.
My favourite bit of my body, I would say, is... my chest.
- Oh! - Wrong again!
So this is supposed to test how well she knows him?
It's not a test.
Well, it's not looking good - she hasn't got one right!
Next question! What do you argue about the most -
money, food or sex?
- Ah! - Oh, food. It's always food with a guy. - No,
it's none of those, er...
Yes, it is! Money, food or sex.
Money. He'll say money.
Let's see.
Oh, er, OK.
We argue the most about food.
Oh! No!
Mate, I told ya.
- What were you going to say? - Oh, it doesn't matter.
Well, I'm sure this lot would get them right.
And I bet Gaby with what's-his-name would...
- Mum! - Andy.
Yeah, well, I don't know about that. We've broken up, actually.
- Oh. - Yeah.
We went back last night, and then he called me up this morning
and said he's...
Hasn't he called you?
No. - I thought he would have.
Yeah, anyway,
his friend's found him some work in New York.
He's moving.
And he says he wants to finish it.
He's coming to your wedding and then he's on a plane.
I really thought he'd let you know.
Shall we do the next one, yeah?
Ready? Hannah?
What? Yeah.
- Yeah. - OK, so, favourite sexual position.
Oh, right, this is going to be fascinating.
Sorry - I didn't know your mum would be here.
A rather facetious coffee table
landscape installation
and generally, this whole sort of, you know, art theme.
And what did you spend all your money on?
Well, it was the sort of humdrum stuff.
It was things like timber, it was paint, it was fabric.
- Oh, God... - But then there was some really nice new materials,
like the corrugated Perspex over there, which was 7.99...
I have had the best day!
Back-to-back Changing Rooms from the '90s.
You've been gone ages!
What happened to your suit?
Oh, did you get the job?
No.
It's very them, from what I've got to know of them in the last couple of days.
It's also very Charlotte.
Did she tell you this was the look she wanted?
400...
- No! No... - and £66.
No! No!
These programmes are, like, 25 years old,
so all these rooms would look awful now.
It's called entropy.
The natural process by which things inevitably fall apart.
What's this?
Well, since you've got it out and looked at it,
- I assume you know it's a map. - Kingswood Hall.
Is that the kind of place they do functions, or, I don't know,
weddings?
- So you've already... - Man on the phone
said they've got a booking tomorrow for Neil Baker.
- Well, yeah... - Seriously?
He's getting married again, and you're going?
Ooh! Having a party?
For one.
When I was in hospital, I did a lot of thinking.
Oh, no, if this is going to be a thing, I don't want to get into...
And I realised something.
As I mentioned, I have borderline personality disorder.
- It's hard to live with... - Yes!
And there is no cure, but despite that, I kind of make sense.
To me.
I comfort eat for anxiety.
I have very intense relationships,
most of which just don't survive,
but I meet new people and I enjoy life where I can.
And when I think or feel something, I don't just bottle it up.
To say the least.
And then I was thinking about you, and you don't make sense at all.
I mean, you drink too much. But why?
You don't have many friends. Why not?
You've had one proper relationship in your life, and that was so weird
that you changed your name for him.
And not just your second name, your first name.
And then that broke up because he cheated on you,
and now, for some reason,
you are still going to his new fucking wedding.
I mean, WTF, Annabelle?!
There's some big questions there, very unanswered.
It's nice you want to talk.
Yeah.
I don't.
I didn't know they played cricket this time of year.
They play cricket all year round.
What about the weather?
Luckily, these days, there are other countries.
Who was he?
Well...
After I left, I thought I should try new things,
so I went for a date.
It was stupid.
The moment I was sat there waiting, I knew it was ridiculous.
I mean, I missed you.
Anyway, this man turns up, I don't find him attractive,
but he's good company.
You'd like him.
We're into the same music.
He wants to open a record shop.
A record shop?
Yes. So, I said I might help.
We met the next morning for breakfast and started to plan it.
When he said goodbye, that's what you saw,
- so it wasn't... - A record shop?
A record shop, Henry, yes.
- You didn't sleep together? - God, no!
I don't want to sleep with anyone else.
Well, neither do I.
Good.
So what matters is, I feel like me now.
I'm happy.
I know the timing isn't great.
It's a lot for you to deal with.
But I'm honestly hoping it'll make us both better.
I agree.
- Time is precious. - Right.
The problem is, I don't like you.
Not like this.
I don't like the new clothes, the childish jokes,
the sickening emotional outpouring.
I preferred you as you were.
Our relationship as it was.
You want honesty? There it is.
We'll wait for you...
to do the cake.
- Hi there. - Hello?
Er, I know this is...
It's really late, but, er, I'm a friend of Saira's.
It's... It's all right, Nan. OK.
Hi. What are you doing here?
I-I got your address from your flatmate.
- I made it clear. - Yeah, I know.
I just want to talk.
I've come all the way here.
Has he called you yet?
I texted, but, er, no. No reply.
- He's probably in tonight. - You know?
- Packing. - What do you mean?
Right. OK, it's time for an extra surprise. Gather round.
Ooh, what's this?
OK...
So have you got any final message for Hannah?
She'll be watching this the night before.
Oh, OK, erm...
Heya, Bobo.
He's so cute.
Er, there's all these people round right now,
but when it comes down to it, it'll just be us.
I never thought I'd find someone as right for me as you.
And, like, you know, I'm not perfect.
But none of us are.
And whatever's happened,
tomorrow we make a new start.
Total commitment.
You and me.
So, yeah, sleep well.
And, er, I'll see you at the church!
- Aww! - That was so sweet.
I wish I had someone who loved me like that.
What does he mean, whatever's happened?
Hey, look, I'm so sorry. Can we... can we call it a night?
Er, I've just had a message.
I've got to get over to Denise's - questions about the flowers.
- Oh! Now? Really? - You want one of us to go?
No. Er, I need to get it right.
Er, I'm just going to order a taxi. Mum, you all right with Evie?
- Well, yeah, yeah, but... - Take any food with you.
Er, drinks, whatever.
Oh.
Good luck.
Thanks.
I have my flaws, but...
at least I'm instinctive, impulsive,
like, relationships and playing and sex and adventures.
You know, you... you've always seemed sort of cut off from that.
No!
But why? That is what I don't understand.
What is stopping you? Engage with me!
What is stopping you being fully fucking in the middle of life,
- just grabbing it? You seem so... - You!
- What? - You stop me!
Ever since I was 16, I've had to look after you,
while making sure, as you said to me in hospital only three weeks ago,
I don't break. Because I can't.
So I take the responsibility.
Nurse Mum when she's dying
because you can't bear to see her like that.
Shoulder to cry on when the latest man leaves you,
or gives you a baby and then dies.
I checked your pills. I pay your rent for 20 years.
Oh, yeah, and then you meet a man and leave.
I was trying to get my own life!
And how did that work out?
I don't see why I am the subject of this conversation!
Because you always make it seem like I am the one with the problem!
Well, there's clinical evidence for that!
And because you're going to your ex-husband's new fucking wedding,
- and that's really strange. - It's all I have.
Free drink and the company of my ex-husband makes me happy.
That's not so unusual...
No, it's not unusual, but it's not ideal!
This is really cool, by the way, this conversation,
- I feel like a therapist. - I'm so glad you're having a good time.
The ex-husband and the booze aren't the solutions, Belle,
they're the symptoms.
- You'd make a terrible therapist. - Look, the problem isn't me,
or Neil, or Maya, it's you, Belle. You need to fix you.
And to do that, you need to let the people who love you help.
- Who loves me? - I do!
I mean, who looks after me?
Who's there?
Who puts me first...
in the end?
- And I'll give you green buttons... - I'm going to give you...
- and some orange... - some yellow. Let's do...
Mum, we really need to do the cake now.
Mum, I don't want to be...
But do you think all this is a bit much,
with what he's going through,
to have to deal with this change in you?
Yes, I know, and I've said that.
But, Jon, this is me. This is not something that I'm putting on.
This is what I'm like when I'm happy. Rachel, you understand.
Of course.
It's just the chemotherapy...
So what do you want me to do?
Well, Dad needs to come first, really, doesn't he?
This one looks after me.
Always has.
- Never any trouble from her. - Do you want a tea?
Cos, er, he'll want one, so...
- Oh, yes, please, love. - OK.
82 years old.
She's amazing.
You come here a lot?
Whenever I can.
When Dad died, we were there for each other.
You never mentioned her.
David, we can't get back together.
- I don't want to get back together. - OK, then.
And, er, your flatmate, she didn't know about us.
Yeah, cos I've had quite a hard life and I don't trust people easily.
I wouldn't be alone in that.
- What are you here for? - Everyone can say they've had a hard life.
No, I don't think so, not like me.
I never had any money, no brothers or sisters, me mum died,
then me dad.
You know, it took me five years to save up to go to uni.
David, why are you here?
Look, I'm not trying to get back together with you.
I get it.
It's just that, er...
there's this wedding tomorrow,
and it's in the same church that Kelly and I got married in.
It's going to be quite weird for me.
I'm allowed to bring someone, and I would love it if it was you.
I don't really have anyone else,
not anyone who understands,
so... do you think you could be there?
As... as a friend?
I'll totally understand if you say no.
Yeah, of course.
Thank you.
Yeah, we can meet at the church at two o'clock.
- I'll text you the details. - Sure.
Well, I should leave you to it.
- Bye! - Bye-bye.
See you tomorrow.
David...
Can I switch it off?
The children want you to sing Happy Birthday,
so they can do the cake before Lenny goes to bed.
And they also want you to do the chemotherapy.
They feel maybe I've been inconsiderate.
I don't seem to make you laugh any more.
Not once today.
Because you always used to laugh at me.
If you say so.
He's not going to die now.
Me and Mummy
and Daddy, Grandad,
Granny - the whole family.
Your hair's funny.
- What? - It's sort of stuck up at the back. Can I?
There.
It's your hair needs sorting out.
Well, maybe.
Like Lenny's had a go with a pair of scissors.
I know.
I'll grow it out. Don't worry.
I thought maybe it would go with the record shop.
Record shop!
Yeah, you know. Rock chick.
Not quite a chick, if you don't mind my saying.
- Rock hen, maybe. - I'm not going to open a record shop.
I know.
Rock hen.
I'm sorry.
Forget it all.
I'm still your Gail.
Panic over! Normal service resumed.
Shall we do this, then?
Yes! Kyle, we're on.
Oh, Lenny, Lenny, Lenny! Now, Grandad doesn't really sing,
so you're doing this on your own, right?
Thanks! Len, you want to help me blow them out?
Well done, buddy!
Right, shall we cut it?
Thanks, Mum.
- I thought it was your hen do. - It was.
And then I hear you're leaving.
Yes, er, my friend's got a place in New York,
and he said that he can get me some work,
- bit more than I'm making now... - What about Evie?
I'll send money back.
Evie's fine for money. She wants her dad.
Well, she'll have a dad.
You're marrying him tomorrow.
But I mean her...
Why do you suddenly want to go?
There's nothing for me here.
I'm just hanging about, like some spare part.
We've done everything to try and make you feel like...
- like you're part of the... - It hasn't worked.
I know that there's been a lot going on.
But I want you in Evie's life.
Yeah?
I want that, too.
Then this makes no sense at all.
Are you sure?
Am I sure about what?
That you want to marry Liam.
- Yes! - Why?
- What? - Well, you just don't seem to...
Why?!
Do you know how hard it is to find a properly good man?
Whilst you were backpacking around wherever you went, he was here,
earning money, taking on someone else's baby, sorting a flat,
being at every single appointment.
Why would I marry him?
Why wouldn't I marry him?!
I'd be stupid not to.
OK.
Right.
I mean...
really...
is there any reason I shouldn't?
I need to pack.
And you should get some sleep.
Yeah.
- See you. - Bye.
I was shat on today.
From the beginning.
I woke up to my neighbour blaming me for his problems,
then Maya having a go,
then you need to stay,
I mess up my interview
and I end up sleeping on a bench in the park
cos I'm so tired and I can't face coming back here,
and at that point, a bird literally shits on me.
I cleaned it off with a leaf.
- All done? - Yeah.
Hey! How was it? It's exciting about the wedding!
- I spoke to Liam and... - You spoke to...?
Yeah, earlier, and he said, since Belle isn't going
and you'd be on your own, that I could come instead.
So I'll be there to see you.
Why are you here?
Maya, your mum's staying for a bit, until she's feeling a little better.
- Yeah. I heard the dress is lovely... - I might go to bed.
It's been a long day.
Huh! You're right -
about Mum...
and Maya and me.
You might be on your own sometimes.
Yeah.
So maybe you need to find someone new.
There'll come a point when she can't get all the candles on the cake.
Fire safety.
I suppose.
Stick you next to it with a fire extinguisher.
I'm glad you're home.
I'm exhausted! Can you bring some water?
Of course.
- What?! - You can't sleep there.
Sleep well.
Love ya.
I miss Mum.
Me too.
- Hello? - Oh, God.
I saw the light on.
Smelt it.
- I didn't know you... - Oh, please don't tell my husband.
You've been married how long?
Er, nearly 50 years.
And you still hide things from him?
Can I...?
Sure.
You ever want to...
just scream?
All the time.
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