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Man:
Jenny!

[ Girl laughing ]

[ Rattles ]

[ Yelling ]

[ Jenny screams ]
Hallam!

You'’re dead.

You'’re fucking dead!

- I'’ll get my brother on you.
- Jenny, come back, wait!

Fucking pervert!

If that was a joke,
it wasn'’t very
fucking funny.

And I would
look out for her brother.
He'’s a fucking mentalist.

Jenny, Jenny!

[ Blows ]

- I'’ll miss you.
- I hate you.

Can I take this?

This can'’t still
fit you, surely.

Get out of my room,
hallam.

You'’re not going anywhere
without these, are you?

I'’m gonna take these.
And what if I start
putting these back?

- Get out of my room.
- Ow!

♪ When he spoke, she smiled
in all the right places ♪

♪ in her smile, he saw
the poison she tasted ♪

♪ he wasn'’t listening
to her sweet words ♪

♪ he wasn'’t listening
to her lying tongue ♪

♪ he was listening
to the words being sung... ♪

[ Electricity crackles ]

♪ I hear you,
blue boy... ♪

[ Growls ]

♪ Friends told him about their
young hearts'’ passion... ♪

[ Howls ]

♪ Down by the sea where
the blue waves crash in ♪

♪ he wasn'’t listening
to her sweet words ♪

♪ he wasn'’t listening
to her lying tongue ♪

♪ he was listening
to the words being sung. ♪

[ Liquid pouring ]

Thank you.

To Australia

and great adventures.

Happy anniversary dad
and verity.

Absent friends.

Absent friends.

Do you know why we
chose this restaurant?

- It can'’t be the food.
- I told you to have the veal.

It was here that Julius

first asked me
to help manage the firm.

You mean when you
were the secretary?

That'’s right.
When I was his secretary.

- I didn'’t know that.
- Verity: That'’s because
i said no.

I wasn'’t ready
for it then.

But this afternoon,
i put the same question
to verity,

- and i'’m happy
to say she agreed.
- Oh, congratulations.

When was it
you were first asked?

It must have been
a couple years ago.

And was that
before or after?

It wasn'’t long before
your mother passed away.

Do you remember
what happened later?

Your friend.

[ Laughs ]
Oh, yes.

That same day an old
boyfriend of mine
calls up and insists

on taking me out for dinner.
Guess where he took me?

[ Laughs ]

Can you imagine what
the staff must have thought?

The probably thought
you were a prostitute.

[ Muffled laugh ]

[ Laughs ]

Probably.

- Lucy: Why don'’t you
come to the pub?
- Hallam: No, thanks.

- Here'’s fine.
- You got your binoculars
in there?

Come to the pub.

Maybe next time.

There isn'’t gonna
be a next time.

You fucking splitter.

[ Piano playing ]

Night, mom.

♪ I hope that you get ♪

- ♪ what you want... ♪
- hallam!

- I'’m going.
- ♪ when you want it... ♪

Goodbye.

Lucy!

Wait, Lucy!

♪ '’cause I ain't got ♪

♪ what I like ♪

♪ I don'’t know. ♪

- [ Feedback ]
- Hallam, lunch is ready.

Mmm!

It'’s very good soup.

We'’ve been thinking, hallam.
Now that Lucy'’s gone,

it'’s not good for you
to be here

with no one
of your own age around.

You have too much time
to dwell on things.

I have some contacts
in the wine trade
in London.

Julius: You'’ll have a chance
to make new friends,

earn a bit of money,

learn something you'’ll
enjoy for the rest
of your life.

And it'’ll be a good
stopgap before college.

Actually, i'’ve decided
not to go to college.

So what are you
going to do?

I'’m staying right here.

So i'’m sorry if that
screws up your plans.

Verity:
It'’s as if this place
is still hers.

We agreed you could make
whatever changes

you want,
and you are.

- Verity: You know what i
want most of all?
- What?

- No, he doesn'’t hate you.
He doesn'’t.
- He does.

You just have to
be patient.

I think that I should
go away for a while.

[ Sighs ]

I'’ll deal with hallam,
all right?

Where'’s verity?

She'’s gone
to see a friend.

Are you in the doghouse?

What is it, hallam?

I found mom'’s old boat
in the loch.

Did you? Good god,
i thought it was sunk.

Dad, when she took
me out in it,

how long was that
before she died?

About a month.

- Why?
- Were you fucking verity
by then?

[ Chuckles ]

So that'’s what
"fancy a stroll" is about.
Christ, i'’m a fool.

You haven'’t answered
the question.

You'’re not even close, hal.

I was far too busy trying
to keep the show on the road.

When you found her,
had she tied her hands
and weighed herself down?

Where'’s all this
coming from?

Dad, people who can swim,
it'’s hard for them to drown.

- Survival instincts take over.- Who told you that?

I did some research,
all right?

At the time,
i decided to spare you

some of the details
from the inquest.

Before she came out here,

your mother took an overdose
of sleeping pills.

Thanks for fucking
telling me.

I'’m sorry.

I know it'’s hard,
but you have got to try

to pick up the pieces.

I can see it didn'’t take
you very long, did it?

Hal, this won'’t help.

So it definitely wasn'’t
an accident?

No...

It wasn'’t.

- [ Clanging ]
- [ Woman laughs ]

Man:
Look at the fucking
picture of his mom.

Woman: Paint over
his mother'’s face.

- Just paint all over it.
- [ Man laughing ]

Give it here.
I'’ll do it.

Man:
Go on, take it.

- Woman: Color in her face.
- Man: don'’t hold back.

[ Cell phone ringing ]

- Lucy: Hallam.
- Lucy?

- Are you still there?
Hello.
- Can you hear me?

What if someone else
gave her the pills?

Spiked her drink
or something?

don'’t you think
she'’s capable of it?

Why is that paranoid?

Of course I miss you.

She'’d love that.

She'’s already twisting dad's
arm to try and get rid of me.

[ Hammering ]

Verity: Hello.

I see you'’ve had
some visitors.

- Can I come up?
- No way.

You left these
on your bed.

"Today, walking past
the office,

I saw dad
stroking verity'’s back.

Made me ponder
his evening strolls."

- You'’re not allowed
to read that.
- "So I followed him

and there she was
bouncing up and down.

I couldn'’t take my eyes
off the dimple that appeared
on her shoulder

every time she clawed
at his neck.

I hate myself,

but I want to bury my face

in that little cushion."

Give me my diaries back.

Hallam, you really
need to move on.

And I know that Julius
will feel the same way
when he reads these.

No, please, they'’re private.
They'’re my diaries.

Yes, but so are people'’s
bedrooms, but by volume two,

you seem to have peeped
in half the villages.

Wonder what the local
paper would do with that.

Or the police,
for that matter.

The police? I wonder
what they'’ll think when
i tell them about you.

Me?

Recognize this?

It'’s a hammer, hallam.

The same hammer that
sunk my mother'’s boat

once you drugged
her coffee.

[ Laughs ]

You fucker.

She wanted to die.

- Hallam!
- You tell me
what you did to her.

[ Groans ]

[ Both gasping ]

[ Breathing heavily ]

It'’s time to fly
the nest, hallam.

And I think
you know that.

[ Cell phone ringing ]

Spare some change,
please.

[ Siren wailing ]

[ Beeping ]

[ Man yelling ]

Man:
It'’s a fucking shite ball.

Stick your fucking castle
right up your fucking ass.

What do you want?

30, 35?

35?

Well, fuck off then.

Fuck off then!

Whoa, what'’s your
name, son?

Carl.

Where'’s home, Carl?

I'’m staying
with a friend.

- Not that gentleman you
were just talking to now?
- No.

So your friend,
what'’s his address?

Where the hell is he?

[ Gasps ]

[ Coughs ]

Mom.

Can I help you?

Do you have any jobs,
please?

Sorry,
we use an agency.

I can give you
their details.

Thanks.

Why are you staring
at me?

I'’m sorry.
I didn'’t meant to.

It'’s just I've never been
for a job interview before,
and I was just wondering

if you could give me some
advice on how to do it.

I'’m sorry?

Would you--

could you throw a couple
of practice questions at me?

Just for practice.

How desperate are you
for work?

Pretty desperate.

Well, the highest
turnover in jobs

is usually
in kitchen porters.

Okay, then i'’ll be
a kitchen Porter.

Why do you think
you'’d be suitable?

It'’s what I've wanted to do
ever since I was a kid.

Sit down.

don'’t tell people what
you think they want to hear.

Just be yourself.

Okay. I'’m very
enthusiastic

and i'’m a quick learner
and i'’ll work days,

nights, weekends--
any overtime you want
for no extra money.

It would be illegal
for you to work overtime
for no extra money.

Well, then give me
a week'’s trial.

A day'’s trial. All I want
is a chance to get a foot
on the ladder.

If everything works out,
you won'’t have to pay
any agency fees.

It'’s a win-win
situation for you.

Remember what I said
about the fast turnover

in kitchen porters?

You'’re about
to meet the exception.

Cutlery-- handles up.

- Right.
- Go on.

Hey hey hey hey,
what is the hurry?

- Are you trying to show
me up your first day?
- No.

I fucking
hate this job,

but it'’s my job.

Do you understand?

I killed a man once.

Smashed his skull
on a pier.

Just so you know.

You take the rest.
I'’m off for a smoke.

♪ Is this
for someone else? ♪

♪ Is this ♪

♪ for someone else? ♪

♪ Is this ♪

♪ for someone else? ♪

Man:
Look alive.

[ Praying ]

don'’t make friends
with the chefs,

otherwise
they'’ll want favors.

But don'’t get on
their bad side, either,

or you'’ll be cleaning
out the fat fryer

on a quiet Thursday.

They'’re all cunts anyway,
except t.J.

He'’s okay, even if he is
a fucking bullshitter.

You ever met
an African over here

who wasn'’t a brain
surgeon over there?

Are you listening
to me?

[ Laughing ]

Yes, of course.

Brain surgeon,
African, cunt.

Aye, cunt.

[ Men chatting ]

Right knee.
Right knee.

Good job.
One, two.

One.
Right knee.

[ Lock rattling ]

[ Sniffs ]

[ Blows ]

[ Men chatting ]

[ Grunts ]

[ Woman laughs ]

Hey! Ho!

Raymond!
Hey!

- [ Dish shatters ]
- Whoa-ho!

That'’s gonna cost you.

- Really?
- Yeah.

£2 a plate.
£1 a cup.

50p a saucer.

- Are you serious?
- Absolutely.

£3 a glass.

Rapido!

Come on,
let'’s get moving.

[ Shatters ]

[ Laughs ]
That'’s £4.

Do you mind
if I take a break?

Do what the fuck
you like.

[ Panting ]

[ Blows ]

♪ It'’s time
for you to fly. ♪

[ Man vocalizing ]

Who are you?

I'’m a kitchen Porter.

So what are you
doing up here then?

It'’s very simple.

Staff entrance is
on the ground floor,

so is the kitchen,
so is the canteen.

You enter,
you work your shift,
then you fuck off.

All on the same floor.
Got that?

- Yes.
- Good, now beat it.

Have you seen Raymond?

He'’s cleaning the bins.

- Do you want me
to go and get him?
- No, don'’t worry.

How are you settling in?

Very well, thanks.
I'’m really enjoying it.
In fact, it'’s brilliant.

This isn'’t an interview.

No, I know,
but it'’s great to be
part of this big team

and to have a sense
of purpose, you know?

You get into the rhythm,
then you start playing
tunes in your head

to go along with it.

[ Laughs ]

You can turn
the radio on
if you want.

Oh, I know.
I like it.

It keeps me from thinking.

Do you think there might
be a chance

this job could
become permanent?

Yes, hallam,
if you can maintain
your enthusiasm.

♪ They said I would
never remember ♪

♪ they said I would
never remember ♪

♪ that street
back in December ♪

♪ i'’m falling falling
falling falling ♪

♪ now he'’s gone,
he will always remain ♪

♪ now he'’s gone,
he will always remain ♪

♪ now he'’s gone,
he will always remain ♪

♪ it'’s the future
future future future ♪

♪ i'’m here on my own ♪

♪ i'’m here on my own ♪

♪ i'’m here on my own ♪

♪ i'’m here on my own... ♪

[ Babbling ]

[ Screeching ]

[ Grunts ]

♪ Have you seen
such a mixed up mind? ♪

♪ Have you seen
such a mixed up mind? ♪

♪ Have you seen
such a mixed up mind? ♪

♪ And the candle'’s
burning burning burning... ♪

[ Hallam squealing ]

[ Crowd chattering,
laughing ]

[ Moaning ]

I'’ve got to run.

Man:
I cannot do tomorrow.

My boy'’s birthday.
Maybe the day after.

Say hi to your wife.

Man:
See ya.

♪ So keep writing her name ♪

♪ so it'’s set in stone ♪

♪ you'’ll live
in the shadow ♪

♪ of these broken ♪

♪ bones. ♪

I want to report a murder.

Please, sit.

My stepmother killed my mother.She as good as confessed it.

How? When?

She told me last week.

We had a--

a confrontation.

But my mom died
about two years ago.

The enquiry said that she
committed suicide by drowning,

but as you can see here...

They found drugs in her.

I think my stepmother,
who was then my dad'’s
secretary,

put sleeping pills
in her coffee

and put her out
into the loch in
a sinking boat.

She had a motive--

she wanted my dad
and the house.

And have you spoken
to your father about this?

He'’d do anything
to support my stepmother.

He'’s her lapdog.

[ Footsteps climbing ]

Nice place you got.

Anything you need,
you just call room service.

[ Gasps ]

She'’s gonna laugh when I tell
her she'’s got a peeping tom.

You'’re not
going to tell her.

Oh, you think
you'’re in a position
to dictate terms here?

I think, by some
strange coincidence,

I saw you there last night.

So what if I was?

- What would your wife think?
- What about?

I can keep a secret
if you can.

I don'’t have
a secret to keep.

You know, I was thinking
about getting a tattoo.

Like that nice tiger
on your arm.

I'’ll tell human resources
you quit.

What about my pay?

Now fuck off.

And if I ever see you again,
you'’ll regret it.

[ Lock rattling ]

- Hallam: Can you count?
- Both: One, two, three, go!

One down.
One is pretty good, though.

- One is pretty good.
- Let'’s build it.

- [ Door closes ]
- Here he is now.

- Hi.
- Evening, sir.

Hallam'’s been telling me
all sorts of secrets.

Well, all of them
complimentary, I assure you.

I'’m really sorry
to invade you both like this,

but i'’m afraid
there'’s been an accident
with one of the chefs.

It'’s nothing serious,
but the rules say we
need a signature

from senior management
within 12 hours.

[ Boy chatting ]

Thank you.

It was a pleasure
to meet you both.

- You, too, hallam.
Say goodbye.
- Bye, Sean.

- Bye.
- Woman: Bye-bye.

Goodbye.

Hallam, that wee Lassie
Kate from hr...

She wants to see you.

Have a seat.

We have a vacancy coming up
for front-of-house Porter.

If you apply,
you stand an excellent
chance of winning it.

- Really?
- There'’s a nicer uniform,

and significantly more
agreeable working conditions.

Right.

Shall I put you
forward or not?

Yeah, I suppose so.

If you'’d prefer
to stay put, that'’s fine.

I know how much
you enjoy it.

♪ I never thought
i'’d hold you close ♪

♪ so you don'’t see me ♪

♪ caught up completely
by your joke ♪

♪ funny ha-ha ♪

♪ call me
king bubbles and ta ♪

♪ like sheik shake,
oh... ♪

♪ You can all
have a laugh on me... ♪

Fucking asshole.

Whatever you do,
don'’t call him sir.

What do you call him?

A two-faced lying cunt.

Raymond:
Hallam.

- Hi, Raymond.
- You look a right poof
in that outfit.

- I miss you, you know.
- Fuck off.

[ Chuckles ]

♪ Oh, you can all ♪

♪ have a laugh on me. ♪

[ Chatting, laughing ]

[ Doorbell buzzing ]

[ Moaning ]

♪ Before I jump ship ♪

♪ for cooler shores ♪

♪ may I gently close ♪

♪ this account of ours? ♪

♪ Though all that I know ♪

♪ and have loved ♪

♪ is inside ♪

♪ i'’m just losing faith ♪

♪ in these costly times ♪

♪ and I pray
for your health ♪

♪ and your
peace of mind... ♪

- What'’s up your butt?
- Nothing.

[ Desk bell rings ]

Happy birthday.

- Thank you.
- don'’t get too carried away.

Everybody gets a card
from the lovely Kate.

- Thank you, Andy.
- Thank you.

You know what the best thing
about being 18 is?

You get an extra
£1.25 an hour.

Aye, so drinks
are on you tonight.

We'’ll be celebrating
your first legal drink.

don'’t really feel like it.

I'’ll come for a couple,
just to make sure

you don'’t have to
buy your own drinks.

But absolutely
no work talk.

- [ Laughing, chattering ]
- Kate: No, please.

Andy:
"The system should provide
all employees

with clear linked goals

to the hotel'’s
business strategy."

The hotel'’s business strategy.

In 20 years,
no one'’s discussed

the hotel'’s business
strategy with me.

Where did you get this?

"The hotel workers'’ union
of las Vegas."

- [ All laughing ]
- Who gives a fuck?

You thought that concierge
job was mine, didn'’t you?

Guess you didn'’t want me
to have it, hmm?

Eh?

Alasdair-- she can'’t
ask the lad '’cause
she'’s fucking him.

- Sorry.
- Kate: That was a bit
below the belt.

Sorry, I like you, Kate.

It'’s just my situation.

- Want a drink?
- Sit down.

Out of the question.
See you later.

Sorry about that.

Uh, right, well,
i think it'’s my round.

- Maybe we'’ve had enough.
- Oh, please, come on.

[ Dance music playing ]

- Cheers.
- Cheers.

I hope you don'’t
mind me asking.

Is-- is alasdair
your boyfriend?

God, no.
He'’s got a wife and a kid.

Oh.

And what about you?
Are you married?

No.

And you?

Is there a love
in your life?

She'’s dead.

Would you like
to meet her?

I like creepy guys.

One, two, three!

Whoo!

[ Giggling ]

[ Rock music playing ]

You know, if it wasn'’t
for your dress sense,

- I might have thought
you were gay.
- [ Laughing ]

"You'’re so beautiful,

I want to suck
the dick of the last man
who fucked you."

And that worked?
Really?

What does that
say about you?

That I am a gullible slag.

That'’s harsh.
A slag, maybe, but--

get me another drink.

[ Both laughing ]

Perhaps some
coffee, maybe?

No.
Let'’s have one at mine.

Well, it'’s a bit late.
I should-- probably
should be getting--

- no, i-- no, really.
- You'’re coming with me.

[ Exhales ]

[ Pop music playing ]

Please don'’t touch me.
I'’m gay. I'm gay.

Explain
the erection then.

I was thinking
of my career.

Bullshit!

Look, you'’re
very attractive,

but i'’m politically very
committed to the gay cause.

- Do you have
a boyfriend?
- No.

For some reason,
i believe that.

The rest i'’m afraid
is suspect.

I'’m a virgin.

- That'’s okay.
- No, it'’s not.

Come on,
first time for everyone.

It'’s not my first time.

[ Sighs ]

Perhaps you should go.

Look, I want to go to bed
with you more than anything.

I think the moment
might have passed.

I'’m not sure I want
the responsibility.

We don'’t have to...

Do it.

I just want to sleep
with you so I can tell people.

[ Laughs ]

[ Snoring ]

[ Sniffs ]

[ Knocks ]

- Hi.
- Hi.

You want to go
for a beer later?

- Uh, no.
- What about a film?

I don'’t think
either'’s a good idea.

Last night
wasn'’t a good idea.

Okay. Sure.

- I'’ll see you.
- See you.

303, yes.
Okay, thank you.

Thank you.

303-- that'’s a bad room.

Guy killed his wife
up there in 303.

Guess who found the body?

Goes in-- legs sticking out,
stuffed under the bed.

Her husband done it,
that jealous bastard.

I felt bad because like
the night before, right...

The night before,
i got called up to the room,

she fucking sucked my cock.

I knocked on the door, right?

It opens up
and that'’s her,
all drunk, right?

Fuck me!
I'’m like...

"Sorry, madam,
i-- i'’m married."

She'’s like
"aye, me too."

Fuck, i'’m like
"excuse me, madam.

I'’m very sorry,
i can'’t do that.

But you can suck
my cock if you want."

- She'’s like--
and kicks off-- bang!
- [ Phone rings ]

Concierge.

Yes, madam.
Certainly. Right away.

Very good.

Can you go get the bags
at 405, Mr. foe?

- My shift'’s about to end.
- Yeah, well, they'’ve
asked for you by name,

so get up there.

- By name?
- By name, Mr. foe.

[ Clears throat ]

Concierge.

Hello?

Concierge!

There'’s nobody here.

We need to talk
about last night.

I understand.

You were drunk and now
you feel guilty about it.

I'’m sorry I put you
in that position,

but thank you for
a lovely evening anyway.

I enjoyed myself.

I enjoyed myself too.

[ Sighs ]
I--

I just didn'’t expect--

nor did I.

Shall we stay
here for a bit?

Unless you have
other plans.

don'’t worry,
the room'’s free.

All I need to do is suck
the duty manager'’s cock.

I'’m joking.

[ Laughs ]

What do you call it?

What?

[ Laughs ]
My--

my Willy. You?

My pussy.

My todger.

My minge.

My schlong.

My hole.

My stick.

My gash.

My bat.

My muff.

♪ You took off
all your clothes ♪

♪ and you dived
into the sea ♪

♪ I took all those photos ♪

♪ I swore no one
should ever see ♪

♪ and I joined you
in the sand ♪

♪ when the cold
had done its work ♪

♪ we retired back inside ♪

♪ we drank to our future ♪

♪ and those
we leave behind... ♪

Stay here for a minute

or we'’ll be on
the front page by lunchtime.

Yeah!

Kate!

Alasdair:
Who is he?
Do I know him?

Kate:
It doesn'’t matter.

- Alasdair: I beg
to fucking differ.
- Kate: Al, don'’t!

- Alasdair: Tell me who he is.
- Kate: Al, that hurts.

- Alasdair: Does he work
in that fucking hotel?
- Kate: Ow!

- What'’s his name!
Tell me who he is!
- Alasdair, no!

Get off her!

[ Grunts ]

- [ Groaning ]
- Is this your man?

Hallam, how did
you get in here?

The roof.
He practically
lives up there.

He likes to watch.

Watch what?

What do you think?

You... get out.

Get out.

You sure he'’s got
what it takes?

Fuck off.

- I'’m sorry.
- How long has this
been going on?

[ Door slams ]

Since I first saw you.

I thought you
looked like someone,
so I followed you.

And-- I didn'’t know
something was going
to happen between us.

Who did you think
i looked like?

My mother.

She'’s dead.

Please,
just leave me alone.

And I mean alone.

Now get out.

You'’re fired.

[ Shouting ]

[ Groans ]

[ Keys jangling ]

[ Door opens ]

What do you want?

I hear you'’ve got a vacancy
for a front-of-house Porter.

We'’ll need references
from previous employers.

Well, if my previous
employer had known
the facts,

she might have decided that
the good outweighed the bad.

- Really?
- I did save her
quite heroically

from this bloke
twice my size.

And what was
the ungrateful
bitch'’s problem?

In saving her, I...

Revealed an unedifying
habit which--

an unedifying habit?

When my mom died, I didn'’t
want to be around anyone.

I had this old tree house
which my dad built me.

He'’s an architect.

I sort of retreated
there and just watched
people from a distance.

It kind of became a habit.

Who did you watch the most?

My stepmother.

- Why?
- I didn'’t trust her.

Did you watch her
with your father?

Did it excite you?

I know you won'’t believe me,
but I don'’t really

look at people
for those reasons.

What about me, then?

Didn'’t I turn you on
when you watched me?

Or was my performance
not to your satisfaction?

It didn'’t always
look like you were
enjoying yourself.

- Were you?
- Come here.

I'’m a real live
human being, hallam.

Sometimes I want sweet,
sometimes I want sour.

Sometimes I don'’t
know what I want.

My shit stinks.
I'’m going to die someday.

If I look like your mother,
it'’s just a coincidence.

Am I telling you anything
you don'’t already know?

Is there anything I can do
to make it up to you?

Probably not.

Put your clothes on,
leave

and go to work
tomorrow morning.

Hallam...

You don'’t have to go
if you don'’t want to.

[ Urinating ]

[ Squeaks ]

- And the dress?
- Mom'’s.

Hallam:
You do look like her.

Is that the only reason
you'’re interested in me?

No, it'’s not.

But I do miss her.

I really miss her a lot.

Would you like me
to wear it?

No.

Are you okay?

[ Sobbing ]

♪ You know and I know ♪

- ♪ how we work
and how we hope... ♪
- hello.

Hello.

[ Laughing ]

♪ You made some magic ♪

♪ you didn'’t even try ♪

♪ it fell out
of your eyes ♪

♪ then I did too... ♪

- Ready?
- Ah!

Did I tell you I have
really bad vertigo?

♪ My fingers
get in the way... ♪

- You okay? You okay?
- ♪ I get all tied up... ♪

Almost fell into
your mouth it was so wide.
You were like--

- [ grunts ]
- [ Giggles ]

On you go.

You want to stay off
that front page, don'’t you?

Do I?

Bye.

[ Snaps ]

[ Whistling ]

Hallam!
Got your parents here.

They'’re up in
the mcdermott lounge.

What about your mom?
She'’s a fucking star!

Hallam.

- Thank god we found you.
- How did you find me?

Well, a very nice
policeman called.

He was worried
about you.

What are you,
some kind of busboy?

A front-of-house
Porter, actually.

Hello, i'’m Kate,
a friend of hallam'’s.

Dad, what'’s
happened to you?

It'’s nothing,
just a stupid fall.

Well, Kate, it was
very nice to meet you.

If you would excuse us,
we do actually have

some family matters
to discuss.

I owe you an apology.

I underestimated how tough

this past year
has been for you
and i'’m sorry.

And I know about
you and verity.

She told me about
the clumsy pass
you made at her.

- N-- no. No--
- it'’s all right.
It'’s all right.

We'’ve all had
teenage crushes.

I had a thing for
my French teacher'’s wife.

Dad, but that'’s
not what happened.

Hallam, your father'’s
trying to tell you something.

Excuse me, don'’t change
the subject, all right?

I'’m afraid, I do have
something to discuss with you.

Shall we sit down?

Things haven'’t been
going so well lately.

My commissions
have rather dried up,

so we'’ve had to consider
other financial options.

The bank has okayed an idea

to develop the grounds
of the house.

Our plan is to transform

the wasteland around
the loch into eco-housing.

Why are you
telling me this?

Consulting you is a condition
of your mother'’s will.

[ Laughs ]
And what about Lucy?

Lucy has already
given her consent.

Do you think mom
would'’ve approved of this?

I wouldn'’t be doing this
if I had any alternative.

- Now please, hear us out.
- Dad, she killed my mother.

I worked it all out.
That'’s why I went
to the police.

don'’t be ridiculous.

You'’ve got yourself
into a muddle.

Now you cannot blame
verity for everything.

Can'’t you see you're
being manipulated? Huh?

Hallam, please!

It'’s okay.

While you'’ve been
enjoying yourself
with your lookalike,

I have been combing
your father'’s books.

He'’s in big trouble.

He'’s £800,000 in debt.

He'’s being sued--

he'’s being sued
by two clients.

He needs your help.

You murdered my mother.

And you admitted it.

I wasn'’t even there
the night she died.

Oh, I see. So, you got
yourself an alibi now?

Whatever happened

between us
was a mistake.

And i'’m sorry.

But I thought
that Julius and i
could start fresh.

But that was
never gonna happen

with you and Lucy
in the house treating
me like an imposter.

And I know that that'’s
no excuse, but please,

just try to see things
from my perspective.

You have treated me
like a white trash,

gold-digging whore
from day one.

That'’s exactly
what you are.

Okay.

How is it
with your lookalike?

Do you feel like you'’re
fucking mommy?

[ Muttering ]
Does it feel like
you'’re fucking mommy?

Does it-- does it feel
like you'’re fucking mommy?

Hallam?

[ Muffled screams ]

[ Screaming ]

[ Grunts ]

I hate you.
I hate you.

I hate you!

I hate you.
[ Panting ]

[ Gasping ]

[ Panting ]

[ Coughing ]

I made a mistake.

Sorry. Come here.

Julius:
Good god.
What did he do?

Verity:
You need to talk to him.

Please.

If you must
blame someone...

It was me that took
a hammer to the boat

to stop you mother
going out in it.

But...

She just went
swimming instead.

So what did you do?

It had been
going on for months

and I was tired.

Dad.

What did you do?

I did nothing.

I heard her

rummaging in
the medicine cabinet.

And I heard her
go out the back door.

And I did nothing.
I gave up.

But it was her choice.

Final victory
in her war against me.

- What about me?
- Oh, she loved you.

Not enough to stick around.

And that'’s why
you'’ve been so angry.

I know.

[ Knocking ]

don'’t worry, I'm not
looking for my job back.

How are you?

Better.
Thank you.

I sorted a few things out.

I'’m glad.

Can I come in?

Now is not
an ideal time.

I'’m crap at
relationships anyway.

You'’ll soon find someone
to help you iron out

those creases of yours.

Guess i'’ll catch you
later then.

Yeah.

That would be good.

Look me up
in five years'’ time.

Will you still be beautiful
in five years'’ time?

I hope so.

You will be.

♪ There'’s a man ♪

♪ in the street ♪

♪ who tells me
that he loves me ♪

♪ god is everywhere ♪

♪ he says he
lives above me ♪

♪ I know more
about this man ♪

♪ than I know about you. ♪

[ Acoustic guitar playing ]

♪ Breeze blows ♪

♪ from treetops ♪

♪ to tease sensation ♪

♪ wonder in
your imagination ♪

♪ wondering where
she can be ♪

♪ it feels so ♪

♪ cold as you go ♪

♪ when you leave ♪

♪ you'’re a dandelion ♪

♪ blown on the breeze ♪

♪ wondering where ♪

♪ you could be ♪

♪ the whispers wind up ♪

♪ she whispers ♪

♪ and into the air we fly ♪

♪ so fly ♪

♪ oh, dandelion, fly ♪

♪ yes, it'’s time ♪

♪ it'’s time for you to fly ♪

♪ you watch them for hours ♪

♪ from slates
and clock towers ♪

♪ the lines ♪

♪ below ♪

♪ but your life is other ♪

♪ and lovers and mothers ♪

♪ oh whoa whoa ♪

♪ breeze blows ♪

♪ from rooftops ♪

♪ to your destination ♪

♪ trapped in your imagination ♪

♪ she'’s all you can see ♪

♪ black loch water ♪

♪ you miss her ♪

♪ oh god, how you
miss her so ♪

♪ hallam foe ♪

♪ oh, dandelion, grow ♪

♪ yes, it'’s time ♪

♪ dandelion fly. ♪