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Em.

Emma.

Hey. Em.

Oh my God. Turn it off. Turn it off!

Oh my God.

Every morning, like this massive electric shock.

I like it.

It's like waking up in a nightclub. What's wrong with the weather forecast...

I've been thinking.

I think you should give up your flat.

Move in.

Dex, are you asking me to be your flatmate?

Emma, will you be my flatmate?

Okay, I'll think about it.

- You'll do it soon? Why? Are you gonna get someone else in?

I can't if you're always here.

Not always. Five nights.

I want you here every night. That's the point.

I know, but living together...

- We said we weren't gonna do that.

We lived together in Paris.

Yeah. But that was last century.

And Paris.

- What? You don't like the flat? - No, I love it.

It's just such a bachelor pad. You know, all your old flames.

- A long time ago. - Yeah, but they're ghosts, Dexter.

They're unhappy spirits.

But if you move in, you'll drive them out.

You can bring your books and your desk.

Your postcards and your candles. It'll be ours.

Okay. But we said we were going to be independent.

Isn't it exhausting, pretending like it's not what we want?

- You know it'll be harder to have affairs? - Oh, come on.

- That's what hotels are for. - Shut up.

So you'll think about it?

I'm thinking. I'm thinking about it right now.

We really need to leave.

- Mm. He can wait ten minutes. - Oh.

Ten minutes?

Okay, let's go.

Oh, Em. Why do I feel like I'm seeing my bank manager?

You'll be fine. Just tell him. Don't ask him.

- Hiya. Sorry we're late. - Hi.

Sorry, Dad.

It was my fault.

- I refuse to believe that. - It was both of us really.

- Shall we? - Yep.

It was a wet fish shop before. That's why it's got that slight, um...

Stink.

Atmosphere.

- But that'll go. - What happened to the fish shop?

It went out of business. But the area's changing.

The footfall's good, especially with a match day crowd.

What are you planning?

What are you planning?

Uh, well, it's... it's sort of a... Parisian deli and café.

Boulangerie, fromagerie. All... all artisan.

You, uh, might miss the match day crowd.

But there's lots of families.

Nice community. There's nowhere else like it.

Yeah. And with some secondhand furniture and good coffee.

- Tables on the street in the summer. - You need permission for that.

A table and chairs license from the local authority.

I've already checked. I think we'd get it.

It's all... It's all here. The business plan.

It's all laid out for the next two years.

- For you. - Ooh.

- It's much the same as the first one. - Well, I loved the first one.

It's nice to read something that's not about Stalingrad.

Oh, that's book three.

- Yeah.

Well, I'll wolf it down.

Thank you.

- Emma, be honest with me... - I think it's a very good idea.

- But it's not your idea. - It doesn't have to be.

I know it's a lot of money...

It's his money. She left it to him. He can do what he wants.

Hmm.

It's less about the money. I'd just rather no more blind alleys.

- Is he up to it? - I absolutely believe he is.

Well, if it means he'll never appear on television again...

- Then it's money well spent.

So?

What do you think?

I think it's going to be very nice.

- "Café Belleville." - "Café de Belleville."

"Café Paris."

"Boulangerie de Paris."

"Le Petit Boulangerie Parisien."

But how will people know it's French?

- Is it a bad idea? - Mm.

No, it's not. It's the opposite.

Am I just gonna lose it all?

You will not. It might even be a success.

Especially if you keep saying "boulangerie" like that.

That's how you say it. "Boulangerie."

Boulangerie. Imagine you're booing someone's lingerie.

Which is probably something you've actually done. No?

- Probably.

- What I haven't done is run a business. - Oh my God. And you will excel.

I absolutely know it.

I might even put some money in too, once I stop paying rent.

What?

Hurrah!

Do you think we're rushing into this?

It's 15th July. It is St. Swithin's Day, and great news.

It is a gorgeous day out there. Blue skies, the lot.

Come on, get up. Enjoy it. This will help.

It's Gene and "Olympian."

I worry the wedding's too big.

It's 50 guests. That's... that's very small.

I also worry it's too small.

We've pissed off so many people.

They understand.

It's more of a party.

How many were at yours?

Oh God. Three hundred?

- I'm not doing that again.

Except you sort of are.

Anyway, it was a beautiful wedding.

It was very nice of you to come.

I had a lovely day.

In fact,

I think it might have been the happiest day of my life.

All the double-decker buses and the peacocks and the horses.

Oh God. The horses.

- It's gonna be more intimate. - Intimate and cheaper.

Let's hope so.

Right, better go open up.

I'd forgotten about the horses. Now I want horses!

I'm going to try and get back in time for Jasmine.

Sylvie's dropping her off. So, be nice.

I'm always nice.

I thought maybe afterwards

we could all go out and get a pizza, or a... movie.

- Did you read this? - No. I mean, I glanced.

- It's a first draft. - Okay. I barely read it.

Well, yeah. It's not even a draft.

It's basically just notes. It's not even proper sentences.

It's not going to be all, "Thanks caterers and bridesmaids good."

I understand. A work in progress.

But it's all right?

Don't have any notes.

- I'll see you later. - Bye.

Dexter?

Hmm?

"We grew up together." I liked that.

Did this used to be a fishmonger's?

Long time ago.

- Not now, though? - No.

Hi. Hello. Sorry. I'm so sorry, Sylvie.

- I thought you'd forgotten about us. - Oh God, no. No. I was swimming.

And I got bored, actually.

It's so boring.

Anyway, it's lovely to see you. Hi, Jasmine.

Why don't you go on in?

And I will be with you soon.

Bye, darling.

Oh well.

Oh, she plays the violin now?

Yes. That's the main reason we're leaving the country.

- Where are you going? - Sharm-El-Sheik, Egypt.

Callum wants to go scuba diving.

- Sharm. That's amazing. - Have you been?

No. No, but I've been, um... I've been snorkeling.

Well, we're going scuba diving.

Yeah, with the air tanks. Well, yeah, that's even better.

Mm. So, Dexter's...

He's at the café. But don't worry. He'll be back soon.

I wasn't worrying. Um...

Look, I... I just wanted to say that, um...

The wedding.

It's very, very kind of you to invite me.

It's very generous.

I hope you don't mind, but

I'm... I'm gonna sit that one out.

Okay.

No, I understand. I'lll... I'll tell Dex.

Like, I'm sure it's going to be a lovely day.

Jasmine is thrilled.

Well, it's more of a party. It's not a big deal.

I think it is.

Callum likes to get to the airport nine hours before.

If I don't harpoon him, it'll be a miracle.

Um, make sure she doesn't get to bed too late.

And love to Dexter.

I... I really am so happy for both of you.

Thank you.

Bye.

Yay!

That's beautiful.

I never used to like that song, but now...

Shall I play it again?

No. Let's wait for your dad to get home.

So, what shall we do now?

Shall we do some painting?

Yes.

I mean, the first ten minutes, I'm this model stepmom.

I'm like, "Let's make coil pots. Let's learn origami."

And then I'm shattered.

And she's delightful, but she can't spell.

She wrote, "I love you, Emma" and spelt love with a "U."

Fuck's sake. I hope you picked her up on it.

Mm. Well, let's just say she won't be doing that again.

What was that?

Oh, just a living thing kicking me from the inside of my body.

That's what they're like.

That's why I couldn't do it.

Yeah.

Oh. Yeah.

Dex is back. Gotta go. Gotta pretend we've been painting or something.

Okay, bye.

Hello, little thing.

What have you guys been doing today?

- Yay! - Whoo!

Whoo!

Mm.

- That is so tasty. - That was great.

- I'd like another one, please.

I'd like one too.

Hello.

Yeah. Hi, Mom.

Yeah.

Yeah, she is. She's here. What...

Yeah, one sec.

Jasmine, it's for you.

Hi.

We're playing cafés. What would you like?

Wow!

So you're just very talented.

- Your feet are weird. - Leave them alone.

I can't. I'm compelled.

This one doesn't even have a toenail. Where's the toenail?

I lost it in a brawl.

She's completely out.

Mm, I should hope so, after all that gin.

- I'll move her. - No, no, that's fine. Not yet.

Leave her there.

Dex.

Hmm?

I think I'd like a baby now.

Well, not now. Soon.

Okay.

Let's do that.

What about you?

I was just waiting for you.

The rain is on the way, ladies and gentlemen.

You better pack a mac. It's gonna be heavy.

It's gonna be horrible, and it's 15th July.

Some more bad news. St. Swithin's Day. So there goes the summer.

Did you hear that?

- Em? - Hmm? I'm sleeping.

- I'm getting fat.

- No, you're not. - I am. Look.

Oh, stop eating so much cheese, then.

- I thought you said I wasn't getting fat. - If you feel you are, then you are.

And I don't eat too much cheese. It's just my metabolism slowing down.

So come swimming with me, then.

I've got no time, have I?

God, I'm a mess.

Nonsense.

- You've got beautiful breasts.

So,

we need to see this house.

I know, but I've already arranged it, and we've sold this place now.

- So we really need to find somewhere. - Yeah, fine.

Something wrong?

I'm not pregnant.

Okay.

Okay, did you... did you do a test?

I didn't need to.

I was late. That's all.

Okay, well,

it's still early days.

Yes? We'll try again.

Yeah.

Afghanistan's a mess.

Hmm.

Okay.

- Is that it? - Well, I don't know enough about it.

- Well, you could. - I'm sure I could.

Perhaps I'm too stupid.

Where'd that come from? I didn't say anything like that.

I'm not always up-to-date with global politics.

I'm not always interested. Surely it's better to be honest than pretending?

- You think I'm pretending? - Everyone else was, back in the day. Yeah.

- That's what put me off. - Well, I wasn't.

I know. You were always protesting or boycotting something.

Couldn't have a KitKat without you saying I was wrong.

- Okay. That's an exaggeration. - I was bored.

Most of the time, I was bored.

And confused, and ignorant.

And wondering why we couldn't talk about something else.

Like, I don't know, family or music or sex or something.

- People. - Politics is people.

What does that mean? That's just something to say.

- We talked about a lot of things. - Yeah. Changing the world, I remember.

Everyone was saying the exact same thing. Everyone.

Same as they do now. Except now it's... it's Blair and Bush.

- And then we move on to house prices. - You talk about house prices too.

- Oh, I know I do, and I bore myself. - Do I bore you?

- Clearly that is not what I said. - Do I, though?

Of course not.

Let's just change the subject.

You know what? Let's not even do that.

- It's different for you. - Why?

You know why.

I just worry we've left it too late.

Well, we've been trying for a year.

- A year's not long. - A year is long.

Longer than it used to be.

Well then, we'll

redouble our efforts.

Well, if you put it like that.

Mm.

I wasn't so bad, was I?

Mm. No. No, you were great.

Me, on the other hand...

But do you miss it?

Youth?

God, no.

This is better, definitely.

And I love this. Our life. Me and you.

I just, I miss getting excited about songs and books and people.

Well, there are other things to get excited about.

What if I told you that this place we're going to see has a breakfast bar?

- A breakfast bar? - Mm-hmm.

- Like a bar, but for... - But for breakfast.

Mm.

- I could be happy with a breakfast bar. - Mm. We should look once.

- Check it's not a normal bar. - Yeah, I suppose so.

Hmm.

I'll cheer up by tonight.

I love you.

We'll try again.

Or we'll go and see someone. Get some tests. All right?

Mm.

Some more tea for you, sir? Yeah.

We just had a stupid argument, and now we're both fed up and snappy.

Oh, hon, you've only just started.

Yeah. That's what Dex said.

- But you're still having lots of sex? - Yes.

What position, mainly?

- Is that relevant? - No.

I'm just really curious.

I have to live vicariously because I can never do that again.

I swear, if Graham even looks at me.

God, I love it when you guys fight.

- Ooh. Trouble in paradise.

Fucking yes.

Tilly!

I do. I mean, it just means you have a normal, ordinary relationship, you know?

You can't always be waltzing around in Paris.

Sometimes it's just normal,

boring, real life.

I've gotta go. I'm leaking.

Love you, Em.

Yeah. I love you too.

Bye.

I have to leave now, look at a house. Do you know how to cash up?

- Of course. - Okay, and I'm sorry.

The pramercise ladies come in around four.

They don't mean it. It's just the adrenaline.

They will be disappointed not to see you.

I hear you're a local celebrity.

Uh, well, I mean, define "celebrity."

Ex-celebrity, maybe.

I'm just a human being, Maddy.

Don't forget the lights and the shutters, okay?

Do we have an old umbrella?

- Uh, yeah.

Hiya.

Uh, just to say I'll text you the address.

Also, it's St. Swithin's Day.

Remember?

"If on St. Swithin's Day it doth rain,

something, something will

remain again."

I'll make dinner. We'll watch a film,

something with subtitles so you can read at the same time.

I don't know why I'm telling you this. I'm gonna see you in a minute.

I just love you. That's all.

- See you soon.

Hi there. I've got the address, and, uh, I just wanted to say

I keep thinking about what you said this morning,

about the breakfast bar.

Just the concept of it. High stools, boiled eggs.

I'm getting soaked. I might be about five minutes late.

Also, sorry for being so fed up this morning.

The main thing I meant to say, and I know you know this,

the main thing is I love you too.

Very much.

So, there you go.

Lucky you.

And that's everything.

That's all there is.

Um, I'll see you soon.

Bye, my love.

Bye.