Previously on Boat Story...
Oh, hi. Did you miss me?
So, remember when Janet and Samuel went looking for someone
to buy all the drugs they found on the boat?
Do you know anyone who would buy it?
Samuel's ex-client Craig put them in touch with Vinny.
- Argh! - Ouch!
- And return he asked for... - Life rights.
Janet and Samuel came up with a cover story, cos...
There is nothing more powerful than a good story.
Unfortunately, the guy buying the drugs was all...
What you doing with a business card
belonging to a lawyer called Samuel Wells?
But then Janet saved the day -
dressed up, all tattooed and Russian-like.
Everyone needs a lawyer. He is mine, come, come.
And Vinny had a change of heart and said...
I'll name the time and place. You bring the product.
- Meanwhile... found a flyer - Ben.
this guy, who's name is Guy, left behind.
And The Tailor met this lady and called her...
Madam Bethune?
That's not her name but she didn't mind cos...
This were a bit different. Getting a bit of French up in me.
She even gave him a clue about who took the drugs.
- We're looking for a Pomeranian. - What's that, like, an Italian fella?
No, it's a dog!
Oh.
You got all that? Oh, and those life rights I mentioned?
Turns out, months later,
Samuel's ex-client turned this whole thing into a play.
? Insomnia! ?
And not a very good one.
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Tres bien.
This chapter of our story starts way back when,
in a different country and a different time,
a different language and even a different colour,
but it doesn't stop making it a...
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*CREDITS*
Even bad guys fall in love.
And why the hell not?
Cos it feels like some days the world has a little magic in it.
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Right, we're nearly there.
- Oh, shit. - What?
Fuck. Me tattoo's rubbed off, look.
I can't go out like this.
Just stay in the car, then.
Fine.
? Ho, ho, ho, it's magic
? You know
? Never believe it's not so
? It's magic
? You know. ?
? Ho, ho, ho, it's magic
? You know
? Never believe it's not so
? It's magic
? You know
? Never believe
? It's not soooooo... ?
- We should clear this up. - Yeah.
Unless we don't!
- Moment's passed, Janet. - Yeah.
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- Can't talk now, Mummy. - But it's Martin Luther King Day.
- We don't celebrate Martin Luther King Day. - Why not?
Well, we're not black, for a start.
You don't have to be black to celebrate it.
You just have to have an innate sense of justice.
I could close up the shop if you fancied coming back
- and celebrating with me. - I'm on a stakeout.
- What? - A stakeout!
'Scuse me, you got any more king prawn and black bean?
Buffet's closing. Full price menu from now.
So I was cleaning up the station, right?
And I find this flyer for a Chinese restaurant
and someone's scribbled a map on the back,
marking out where the evidence room is.
That's what they were looking for, the shooters.
Hang on, if you're on a stakeout in a Chinese restaurant right now,
- should you be saying this stuff? - It's fine, it's empty.
Anyroad, there was blood all over the flyer.
And here's the kicker - there was a 20 % off voucher on the bottom,
- and it's missing. - OK...
The blood looked like it would've gone on the bit that were torn off.
Don't you see? The gunmen must've tooken the voucher
after they did the shooting. I've asked management here,
and no-one's used the voucher that the flyer came from.
So, you think that someone
who murdered a station full of police officers
is going to waltz into the nearby Chinese restaurant
and risk getting caught just to save a tenner?
Look, my mate Rob has a mate who knows a detective
on the Major Enquiry Team, and they say that they've got nothing.
Sometimes if you want to drink champagne at the big table
with the big boys, you got to bring your own straw.
Hold on, hold on, hold on. If this is important, as you say,
then how come you found it?
I would have thought they had a forensics team
- all over that police station. - There were. There still are.
It's just there's so much to do, they ain't gone outside yet.
Well, if it's evidence, hand it in. That's your job.
You don't believe me, do you? You never have.
Oh, Ben, that's not true.
- You just want me home cos you're lonely. - Ben, stop.
I can't be your BFF, Mummy. Not now.
I've even taken time off work for this. As much time as it takes
to crack this thing wide open, like one of these lovely king prawns
that they're not going to bring me. Then you'll see.
Then everyone's going to see.
Full price menu.
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Dave, hi! It's Samuel.
Er, I just thought you should know
that I will be paying you back today.
All of it. Cheers, mate.
OK, team, I'll be back in, in a min.
Don't go missing me too much, now, Kevin!
Hiya.
- What you want, then? - I wanted that.
And then I... I had it, for a while, anyway, but I thought that'd be me.
You know, growing old, having tea with my boy.
It were my life and then it weren't.
Fuck's sake, sweetheart. I missed out
on showing a two-bedroomed, south-facing for this?
Do you think that people who foster children love them any less?
Cos I don't. I think that maybe they, they love 'em even more
because they had to choose it.
You know, when I first met you, I thought that you were like a saint.
Your missus runs off with a pharmacy's worth of shite,
leaving you holding the baby, and I would look at you and I would think,
"Oh, wow!
"That takes a special kind of someone, you know,
"to hold it all together, stick it out."
But you didn't really want it, did you?
You wanted to play at being Saint Peter,
you wanted to wear the pointy fucking hat,
- but you didn't want all the noise, or the... - I got to get back to work,
so if you're done lecturing...
Look in the bag.
Look in it.
Go on.
Jesus!
There's 100K in there. It's yours.
- If you put the brakes on your plans to go to Australia. - You what?
Now, who's to say that you don't, you know, you don't take that money
and fuck off to Oz anyway without a second thought?
And that is why there is another 100K in there - that is 200 so far.
I give you that,
you go about the process of letting me legally adopt Alan.
And guess what - wait for it, cos we're not done yet -
when it's official, you get another 200.
- Where on earth did you...? - It don't matter.
Well, it does bloody matter, that's nearly half a million quid
- you're talking about! - Do you want it or not?
I...
- As a Christian man... - Oh!
You... You are no more a Christian
or a... a man than that sausage roll on the floor over there.
I think it's a fajita.
You are a weak, weak, fucking excuse for a human,
who was only out for what he can get, which is why
you're not going to be able to say no to this, are you, Peter?
Cos you want it. You really fucking want it.
- Don't you? - I really do want it, yeah.
Yeah.
I can make some calls. I... I do know a bloke.
- I can make it happen quickly. - That's nice.
It's really great that you're doing this for him.
- Really it show your love. - As you.
And, you know, one day,
that'll be like you two, like them.
- Oh... Oh, OK. - No, I... got that wrong.
I'll, um, get t'ball rolling.
Fuck off.
That's right, fuck off.
- Have a good day. - You too.
This is a story about choices that define us.
About how good people can do bad things.
But if you take anything away from this story of ours,
let this be it - important things happen on benches.
Oh! Afternoon.
- You all right? - Yeah. Lovely day. Well, nice enough.
Yeah, right.
- You having a good day? - Yeah. Yeah. I went to this place, erm,
The Shang Emperor, round the corner.
- Yeah, I've heard of it. - Yeah.
The hours on the all-you-can-eat are a bit stingy, but I...
I'd check it out if I were you. I give it four Bens.
So my name's Ben. And I rank stuff out of five Bens.
Just a little joke.
- So tell me, what took away the last Ben? - Paper napkins. - Oh.
- So what brings you here? - Just waiting for something.
Yeah. Me too. Sort of.
- Feel like I spend my whole life waiting for stuff. - Oh, amen.
Phone calls, pay cheques, people, taxis.
- Oh, delivery men, appointments, trains. - Yeah.
Internet speeds, people I'm waiting for, people I'm meeting.
- The list goes on and on. - It... It does, it really does.
It goes on and on and on.
And Ariston!
- And what? - It's nothing, just silly.
Do you ever feel like you're just
waiting around for stuff, but there are, like, other people, who,
you know, don't
wait around for things?
Yes.
What must that be like? To be that guy, to be the other guy.
I've often wondered this.
- Exhausting, I suppose. - Oh, thing after thing.
Yeah, just... nonstop.
Right, I best be going.
- Done waiting? - Yep.
Time to be that other guy for a change.
- You take care of yourself. - You too.
Nice chap.
Hey, love.
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OK. Your mum is a brilliant woman,
but she lives in a world without clocks. That's all.
I didn't know it at the time. How could I?
But the moment I took what was on that boat, I lost everything.
- My wife. - Wife, wife, wife.
- My daughter. - Daughter, daughter, daughter.
- It's strange. - Strange, strange, strange.
It felt like the happiest day of my life.
But the jaws of hell were about to open and swallow me,
and all the people I loved, up.
As The Tailor's man was following Samuel's wife,
The Tailor was following his heart.
I didn't think I'd see you again.
These are for you.
Oh.
I wish to take you out.
Dinner. Drinks.
Whatever it is your heart desires.
No. Sorry.
Pardon?
No. No.
You are saying no to me?
I am, love. Yeah.
You live in France. You speak French. You do French... things.
Why start something when you know it's going to end any day soon?
You said yourself you wanted to have new experiences
to open up your world.
You can't teach an old dog new tricks.
We learnt a few the other night.
It's for the best.
OK. I...
I will leave.
But, er, before I do, perhaps I could buy, er,
- also some delicious pasty? - Of course.
Oh, no, no, no, no. On the house.
No, no. I will pay. I... I insist, uh?
Oh, who's this?
How much is it, please?
£2.
- Thank you. - Thanks.
Janet had sat on that bench for what seemed like forever,
basking in the glow of a job well done
and a life finally going to plan.
- Hello? - Janet.
And then...
- You need to meet me now. It's urgent. - Samuel?
- Wha-what? What's wrong? - Just come. Now.
All right, OK. Hang on.
Are you fucking joking me? You said it were urgent.
You need to celebrate.
- You mean you need to celebrate. - Yes.
- With you. - What, you ain't got anyone else to celebrate with?
Who else in the world knows anything about this?
I couldn't believe it.
We'd stolen a shipload of cocaine together and here he was,
supping on a seafood tower!
But he was right.
Sometimes when you have a secret, it hurts to keep it in.
And I'm a sucker for a langoustine.
- Chuck us a prawn, then. - Look.
Samuel Wells, welcome to the 21st century.
Right, but what about, you know, the gambling and temptation
- and all that? - It's fine.
I'm fine.
Who cares? I'm rich!
I'm rich! I'm rich!
I can shower in seafood!
Samuel!
- Hi. - Darling! Hi.
- What are you doing here? - I was just walking past.
OK.
Erm, cos Anya said you'd been out for ages. She was worried about you.
Yeah, I haven't looked at my phone. I was shopping, had a long walk.
- Mm-hm. - I explored while...
- OK. - you were here with, erm...?
Oh, right, sorry! This is Sally.
Yeah, I am Sally.
Yeah, Sally and I worked together, erm, oh, years ago, years ago,
couple of cases, er, then Sally moved back up here.
Actually, it was Sally who first got me
thinking about this place in the first place.
Yeah. Hiya. Hi.
- Great to meet you. - Yeah.
So, erm, how, how's the house?
You should come round for dinner, tonight. See for yourself.
Ah!
- That's a great idea. - Right.
Money can buy you many things.
But escaping an unwanted invitation for dinner
is not one of those things.
I didn't think you'd come.
I didn't want your wife asking questions about who I was.
And I'm really fucking hungry.
Let's make it quick.
Right, this is Anya. Anya, this is Sally.
Hiya.
Right, she says she's sorry she can't join us for dinner,
- she just doesn't want to. That's rude. - Fair enough.
See ya.
- Hi. - Oh, hiya!
Yeah, I'm really sorry about the mess.
We're still unpacking. Er, let me get you a drink.
What is this?
Oh, that... is a 3D printed model of Samuel's head.
He's a huge Bowie fan, and his friends had it made for his 50th.
- That's weird. - Yeah, he has some weird friends.
Can we please eat? I have some very high-end ingredients.
- Where do you want me? - Just over here is fine.
- Crikey. - Eh? Oh, yeah, sorry, this, er...
Glasses got broken in the move.
No, no, I don't... I-I-I mean, lobster.
I don't think I've had lobster before.
Oh, I thought you legal types were always having fancy dinners.
Oh, yeah, er,
another nice surprise waiting for us in this delightful new house.
- Lobster and mice? Now it's a fucking party. - Oh!
- Please, I'm all right. - Yeah.
And we'd been waiting for about eight hours for this jury,
and, erm...
Sally turns to me - and by this time we were so bored -
and she asks this question. So...
She says, "If you, if you came across the world's greatest treasure
"and no-one was watching..."
"would you take it?"
What a funny question.
Yeah, I'm funny like that.
- I'm always asking fucking weird questions. - Right.
And as soon as she asked that question, I was like,
- "Yeah, we could be friends." - Mmm.
Well, you said you would take all the treasure.
- Right? - Without blinking.
In fact, I think he answered before I finished the question.
What would you do?
- Depends. - What on?
On how much I needed it.
Oh, that's a cop-out.
Flourless cake!
So I was thinking that, erm, tomorrow we should, er,
- go back to the storage unit and divide up the money. - OK.
Is ten OK? Cos I've got to do something first.
Ten's perfect.
She's lovely.
Believe me, I know.
So's my daughter, if somewhat, you know, antisocial.
Camilla?
Oh, God, I'm such an idiot!
It's OK. It's no good without flour anyway.
No, I heard 'em say they sold it already.
But, listen, I also know where they're going to be meeting
to divide the money up.
Well, no.
No, because you told me to be less conspicuous.
And I went away and I looked that word up.
Four dead bodies is pretty fucking conspicuous to me.
What? Tomorrow at ten.
Well, I'm going to be un-conspicuous, ain't I?
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- Hiya. - Morning.
Come here.
That were very tight.
- What are we doing here? - I thought I'd, er, buy you a new tuba.
Cos you said the one that you borrowed from school was alittle bit...
Yeah, the, er,
the mouthpiece keeps giving mea rash, which I'm pretty sure is herpes.
Bleurgh!
But you can't afford this. What's going on?
Things are changing. Maybe, I don't know, maybe I'm due some good luck for once.
Hey, listen, I, erm, I had a word with your dad and, er, well, he's,
he said, we...
we-we agreed that...
I'm going to become your legal guardian.
If that's OK with you?
Mum...
Come on.
- Janet. - Hiya, I'm so sorry I'm late.
I'm already inside.
Oh, OK.
Sorry, I couldn't say anything.
Now take me to the money. Move.
- Who are you? - Move!
Oh, shit.
What have you done?
- Where's the money? - I...
- I... It wasn't me. - Where is it?
Why would you assume it was me?!
Well, where is it?
- Just calm down. - Calm down?!
Are you fucking telling me to calm down?!
All right, then think! My life's on the line here, too.
Why would I risk that?
I don't know, why did you gamble your life savings away?
Why did you quit your job?
I didn't quit my job, I was struck off, OK?
Well, you were wondering why I can't trust you!
- Shut up! - Enough!
Now let me get this straight.
Are you seriously telling methat you genuinely,
I mean genuinely, don't know where that money is? - Yes.
- We've got no idea. - I'm going to ask you one more time.
And I'm going to ask you to promise on your life.
- And I fucking mean that literally. - No!
- Cos you saw the news, yeah? - What?
You've seen what I'm prepared to do.
Go through a whole police station to get to you two.
I knew it!
I promise you, I swear to God,
we do not know anything about where that's gone.
Promise.
We don't know anything about it.
OK, then. Let's go.
Hiya.
We need to look at the, er, CCTV in the corridor.
- You what? - Our unit got broken into. Number 13.
That's a police matter, that is. All sorts of forms and so on,
- I can't be doing that... - We can do without all that hassle.
Right, love?
I mean, life's too short, innit? For all that old bollocks.
Yeah. Yeah, sure.
Course. Erm...
- Corridor outside 13? - Yeah.
- Yeah, when? - We were last there about 10 am yesterday.
Listen, I just want to say, I really appreciate this.
I'm going to make sure you get five stars on the old, y'know?
I want to give it five Guys. You see, that's my name. Guy.
And I rate everything in Guys now.
"Staff here are so professional.
"I mean, really went that extra mile, service-wise."
Hey, I've got an idea.
You know I could even put your name in the review.
What is your name, love?
Belinda.
- Oh, Belinda. - Yeah.
- Beautiful name. - There.
Go back.
Fuck.
- You know him? - Oh, unfortunately.
Sorry, can you go forwards?
It looks like it just stops.
- How long after that man left? - Er, let's see.
He comes in at 9pm last night, camera cuts out 20 minutes later,
maybe, and then it's back on an hour after.
Slimy, sneaky, rat-faced cunt!
Sorry, Belinda. Sorry.
You sure he's going to be there?
- It's a match day. He'll be there. - Yeah, you better hope so.
Your boss...
- does he know about us yet? - Well, he knows I found you.
- So, he knows our names? - Nah.
He only knows I'm on it.
And I'm not going to bother him until I get the cash.
Because The Tailor likes to be given solutions. Not problems.
The Tailor? Doesn't he have a real name?
- What do you care what his fucking name is? - I was, er,
I was just curious, I suppose. About the man we stole from.
Why are you still talking?!
Oh, I keep meaning to go there.
- Sorry? - The old Shang Emperor. I got a voucher an' all,
I keep meaning to go, but work keeps getting in the way,
which is shit, cos I fucking love a nice big plate of ho fun. - Mm-hm.
You know them noodles, you know? You know, the big, fat, tasty ones?
- I love 'em. - Yeah, I've heard of them.
You like noodles?
Er, yeah, I do. I do quite like noodles.
It's like the Chinese saw pasta and thought, "Hold my beer," y'know?
I love 'em.
Well, I thought you wanted to talk?
- Hiya, Mummy! - Hiya, kid.
- How was the doctor? - Usual song and dance.
You tell him you're not shitting properly and then they want you
to go for a full scale MOT, which makes you... Oh.
What you been playing at?
- If you don't put the product out no-one can buy it. - I did.
- It's all sold out. - You what?
Every single thing. Sold out.
To, uh...
Monsieur Frenchington.
So, you and him, is it, is it serious?
None of your beeswax.
If he's going to be my new Daddy, it actually is my beeswax, cos you...
All right.
I am not going to jump back into bed with you
- just cos you got a few quid. - Thank God, no, of course not.
You see, all I wished was to get your attention.
And, er...
Mm! What a delicious way to do it.
I've said everything that needs saying.
But The Tailor wasn't used to hearing the word no.
You made yourself clear, yes.
But you didn't give me a chance to... to respond.
It is true that, er, I'm just a visitor here.
But what if... What if I was not?
Oh, bloody hell. We had sex once.
- Twice. - One and a half.
Agreed.
And you're going to move here? There's words for that.
I said no such thing. Only that, er...
I'm... I'm open to... to change,
to possibility.
I ask simply that you do the same.
We're not just in different worlds, love.
We're in two difference galaxies. Universes, even.
If it's possible to have more than one universe, that is.
You have my number.
You seem awfully confident.
I know how this ends.
- Oh, no, no, no. What's he doing here? - What?
- Is that... Is that your son? - I can't do this while he's here.
I'll be putting a target right on his back.
I hate to tell you this, Janet, but everyone we've ever loved
is already in danger.
We can't all go over. Well, just..
Just don't say anything, please.
Dad, Mum wants to talk to you.
- W-W-What... What's going on? - Where's the money?
You, you gave that to me, we had a deal.
We know you went to the storage unit. How'd you find it? Did you follow me?
- I don't know what you're on about. - You're literally on camera
at 9:00 last night and then you walk away
and half an hour later, the CCTV just conveniently stops.
You paid him, didn't you?
I'd think very carefully about what you say next, mate.
Because I work for the man that that money belongs to.
I got... suspicious
when you gave me that money and-and, er, so...
I went onto-onto-onto your, onto online banking and I,
er, saw the payment for the storage unit. And I-I-I went and had a look
and I saw all the...
all the padlocks and, er, and the camera and I thought, "No, thanks."
So what you're saying, it's just bad luck the CCTV just cuts out,
- is that it? - Janet, please.
I am not lying.
Hi, Mum.
Al, Alan! Mate, come, come here. What's that app, with the, erm...
- For the doorbell and the camera? - The smart bell?
Smart bell, yeah.
Can, can, can you have a look, there? Can you check it for me?
Can you show these lovely people what time I got back last night?
- What's this about? - Just..bloody do it.
Quickly, please, now.
Ha-ha! 9:15! See?
See?
- Did, did I go, did I go anywhere after? - No.
- Right, you, you can, you can, you can go now. - Not till you tell me
- what's going on. - It's nowt to do with you, just piss off!
- Mum? - But I'm not your mum, am I?
She had the good sense to fuck off
before I did, so just jog on, you're not wanted. Go! Please!
If I find out you're lying, I will come back here and take you apart.
Now go.
Not your day, is it?
Where are we going?
Where do you think?
You're taking us to The Tailor?
Think, Samuel. Your life depends upon it.
Think, Janet! Your life also depends upon it!
Who took the money?!
Come on. Come on. There must be someone.
There must be someone who knows...
Huh, er, the, the bloke, who, erm, the bloke,
the bloke from the storage, the storage place.
- He weren't, he weren't there today. - Right. Right, right, er,
- and he would've had access to those cameras so, erm... - Yeah.
What was his...
Ha... Harry... Henry...
- Harold! Harold's, Harold's life-hacks! - Right.
- Yeah. - He must... Look, look him up.
He works at the storage facility.
He sees all the comings and goings,
like some all-seeing spider, and we are flies in his web.
He saw what we put in that unit.
Are you sure?
We're grasping at straws because straws are all we have!
Oh, erm, there's, er, there's, there's an address for, for,
for fan-mail on his page. It's, it's 70 more... 74 Craigmin Road.
- 74 Craigmin Road. We have to go to 74... - Please.
Craigmin Road, cos that's where the man who stole the money lives.
Do I look like I work for you?
Sh... Shouldn't we at least try?
I thought you said that your boss liked being given solutions not,
not problems, right?
Well, go on.
- I think you've taken something that doesn't belong to you. - No.
- You need... - No, no, no...
Where's the money?
It's under me bed. I ain't spent none of it.
You two were always in and out, and you walked right past me
like I was nothing, but I notice, see?
I watch and I wait and I see. Mr Invisible over here.
Why? Why? You didn't have to do that!
We don't have to do anything.
But we do it anyway, don't we?
Right, I'm going to grab the cash
and then we're going to get the fuck out of here.
They'd found the money
but a lone wolf was still trying to find them.
Show yourself.
Hello.
- Hi. - Hiya.
You must be The Tailor.
We have... We have your money.
My father was a tailor
and his father before him. It's in my blood.
I don't need to do it and, er, yet still I... I cannot help myself.
One day a week, I find my steps drawn to the old shop.
Tell me...
what were the... the two of you
before you decided to become thieves?
Some of the money's gone.
Half a million. But we can get it back for you.
If you give us some time, we can...
How much did you receive for your first transaction?
Five million.
I'm sorry. I should... I shouldn't laugh.
I mean, well, things have been, er,
strange since I arrived here.
The product on that boat
should fetch twice the amount you were paid.
- We... we didn't... - Fuck. We didn't know that.
- We didn't think... - No. No, you...
you didn't think, huh? Hmm.
You didn't think about any of this, huh?
Wait.
Oh, I thought I felt it buzz.
You know that, er,
sometimes you think a text has come and then, er...
Well, perhaps... I'm wrong.
Maybe she's right. Maybe, er...
our worlds are too different.
Anyway, kill them.
No, no! Please, please! Please, I've got a son!
I have!
We'll fix this, I promise. We'll find a way to get you your money.
Cinq million? Cinq million? You're a comic?
No! No, no, no, no! The bloke who we sold the stuff to,
- we'll, I will get it back. We'll find... - Please, just give us a...
Oh! Stop begging, it's embarrassing for everyone.
This is just business.
No! A day, a day.
Just give us a day. What... How, how could it hurt?
Let us at least try. How could it hurt to just see what happens?
Those are the words I used with Patricia.
"Let us see where this goes," I asked her.
I have never been so vulnerable, so naked,
and still this taunts me with the loudest silence I have known, no?
You are from here, yes?
- Yeah. - You know how these women in the North think?
- Er, I... I, uh... - There is a woman.
Do... Do I give up? Do I continue?
Do I keep pushing forward?
I... It's... Tell, tell me about her. What happened?
Cos, yeah, just like you said, I am, I am a northern woman,
I... I know how we think.
This is how foolish I have become. Fuck!
Usually I would take my time.
Prolong the moment, uh?
But today is your luckiest one.
Wait.
She wants to meet me for a date.
She says, er... What does this mean?
"Let's give it a whirl."
What?
- She wants to spin with me? - No, it's just, it's, it's a phrase.
It's an idiom.
It's, erm, like, let's give it a go. Let's, let's give something a try.
"Give it a whirl." Ha-ha!
Oh, yes, Pat. Yes.
Let's... Let's give it... Let's give it a whirl.
Wow!
What a fucking roller-coaster.
It seems, er, I'll be here longer than planned.
Go on. Take it. Have another day.
24 hours. Guy will keep an eye on you.
And know this -
I'm rooting for you, hey?
I hope you find the money, huh?
We all get what it is that we want.
Yeah?
Really "give it a whirl," she says, uh?
- OK... - Come on, let's go.
Wait!
There is one more thing.
What do I say to her?
How quickly things change.
How life can be saved by one fortuitously timed text message.
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Life isn't always simple, though.
Things aren't always black and white.
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