All language subtitles for Love Hurts s01e02 Take It To The Limit

Taxi.

Can you tell me E Office Union Street...
Hi, Tess.

Don't call me Tess. What are you doing
here?

What, you haven't forgotten already,
have you? Not yet, but I'm trying. I

what are you doing in my taxi?

I thought I'd join you for a bit of
sightseeing.

I am not a tourist. Look, while you're
rabbiting, we're holding everyone up.

Hey.

What's gone up your noses?

You really haven't grasped it yet, have
you? Grasp what?

You still seem to think I should be
pleased to see you.

Well, I mean, be fair. You'd stand me
up, I'd fly all the way to Gambia.

You've got to admit, that's a bit of a
romantic gesture.

No, it was a flash and rather fluid
gesture.

Mince and press, it failed.

Miserably.

Don't beat about the bush, Tess. Give it
to me straight. I mean, I'm a big toy

now.

What do you want? A package for Rabbi
Warburg.

His au pair says he works here.

Her au pair?

Wait here. The service was just ended.
And please, cover your head.

the urgency?

Remember the meme tree project?

Yes, I think so.

Just had a call from Global Relief. They
think they've found an extra pocket of

cash they might fund it.

So? Well, there'll be a lot of other
agencies bidding for it.

I'm sure they will. Why do you need me?

As chair.

I want you to come and see them with me.

Well, why me? Where's Tessa?

The Gambia.

What's she doing in the Gambia?

Well, she's trying to find out why
the...

Handicrafts for our Christmas catalogue
haven't been shipped.

You could have sorted that out. I know,
I know. I told her, but she felt as

director. Oh, didn't she tell you?

Anyway, I can cope.

Oh, I'm sure you can.

But she should be here.

What on earth does she think she's doing
in the Gambia?

Go away.

Oh, all right. I'll take the tuk -tuk,
okay?

I'm taking the tuk -tuk. Stay here.

Need a hand?

No.

Yeah.

This place is a shambles.

Bob Peart told me our rep here was
supposed to be really reliable.

Can't get the staff these days.

Not in this part of Africa.

Shut up, Frank.

Permission to speak, ma 'am.

What?

Letter from God.

I'm not in the mood.

No, really, look.

Salah, God.

G -H -O -D. The H is silent, as in,
looks like your local reps dropped you

the sit.

It's in English, too.

Yeah, I thought so.

Business is business all over the world.

This geezer God, he's got your gear in
his warehouse and he's not going to let

it go till he gets a sweetener.

Well, lucky for you I'm here, isn't it?

Just run up my straw, so I'll sort it
out for you. I do not need you to sort

anything for me.

Just stop interfering and go home.

You really mean that?

With all my heart and soul.

What it comes down to is that the farms
are always suffering from pests.

But the farmers can't afford chemical
pesticides without getting into debt.

That's why we want to investigate the
neem tree, which, according to local

folklore, might just do the trick.

What does Tessa think?

She thinks it's a good project.

But the committee haven't approved this
yet, have they?

No, they've discussed it. I'm sure
they'll understand.

Anyway, I'm supposed to be at the
synagogue.

Yes, but I'm afraid you'll just have to
choose between your well -fed Jewish

congregation and our undernourished
Muslim farmers.

Oh,

thank you.

Hello, Mr. God.

Yes, I see.

Yes, it's very nice to talk to you too,
but it's actually your father that I

urgently need to speak to Well, will you
tell your father that I am the

boss?

Why?

You have to be joking

Would you try Mr.

Carver's room for me, please? Room 115.

You're looking for Mr. Carver?

Hi, Chris.

Hi.

It's a little speculative, Bob, but it's
interesting.

Thanks. Of course, you know, Diane, you
only get one hit at these extra funds.

Come back next week with another pet
project.

And obviously the focus is on famine
right now. Point taken.

But without this sort of long -term
approach, we're never going to solve the

problems, are we? You don't have to tell
me about it. Sure, sure.

It's just that the benefits from this
one could be enormous.

I mean, we have a lot of faith in it,
don't we, Diane?

Well, it certainly seems to have
potential.

I'll do what I can.

Thanks, Mike.

You know, I was kind of looking forward
to meeting Tessa again.

She had to dash off to the Gambia.

Makes a change from dashing off to
Langan's Brasserie, doesn't it?

Hang on, fellas.

Fancy seeing you here.

I knew you'd say that.

What?

I was thinking in the car what you'd
say. I decided it was either fancy

you here or... Oh, of all the deserts in
all of Africa, you have to drive into

mine. Or that.

Sorry.

No, you aren't.

Well, come on, then.

What do you want? Couldn't you live
without me?

Don't make me swear in front of the
horse, Frank.

That's all right. He only speaks Wolof.

Well, come on, then.

You didn't drive all this way out here
just because you got a sudden urge to

build sand castles.

You need me for something.

Well, yes.

God won't talk to me. I just... Look,
please note I'm not making any cheap

cracks about religion.

I'm very grateful.

No, you're not.

Well, why won't God talk to you?

His son says he's a devout Muslim, won't
do business with a woman, won't even

look at one unless swathed in 15 yards
of blackout material.

I need a man. No jokes.

And you have my home telephone number,
haven't you?

Is he in?

Yes.

And you will let me know if he turns up?

If he pops in?

Fine.

Thanks.

Still no show?

He's not at any of his shops. He's not
at his club.

Not at the Turkish bar, the car
showroom.

Not at any of his salons.

Blimey.

I know he sometimes stays out late with
a bird, but two days?

Have you tried the hospitals?

He ain't getting any younger.

I have tried the hospitals and the
police cells.

Oh, he's a right prat.

We're supposed to be signing contracts
with the Reverend Wormwold this

afternoon.

Well, good news on that score.

The Reverend wants a postponement.

Getting cold feet?

Getting greedy fingers.

He phoned half an hour ago, said he'd
been in consultation with a higher

authority. Who? God?

The Board of Governors.

We aren't happy with Frank's offer. They
want another half million.

Blimey. He'll go apeshit when he is.
Yes, but where will he be when he goes

apeshit? That's the question.

This charity tart of his has got to be
something special. That's all I can say.

Is that it, then?

What? The most demure item in your
wardrobe.

What's wrong with it?

You lean forward, you'll see your tits.

Thank you for the fashion note.

Oh, I'm sorry. Look, it's very nice. But
to your average Islamic fundamentalist,

you may as well be start naked.

It's all I brought.

But he won't know where to put his face.

Frank, I'm not enjoying this.

I don't relish suddenly being plunged
into the dark ages.

Well, it's your fault for standing me
up.

You didn't have to come here.

I did.

There was no one else in your office
that couldn't have sorted this lock out.

Hey.

Mr Hart, thank you for coming to see us.

Thank you.

Hi. Frank Carver.

Good afternoon, sir.

Will you have some tea? Thank you. Bye.

Order the tea.

Please ask your father why he feels
unable to release our goods.

We are a very small organization.

All the money we raise selling these
local artifacts through our Christmas

brochure will be plowed back into
indigenous projects.

I'm afraid my father will not respond to
you, Miss Pickett.

Now you know how it feels.

My father says he would prefer to talk
to the gentleman.

He can't be that shrewd. He thinks
you're a gentleman.

Would you please ask your father why he
won't release Seed's goods?

Oh, I can answer that for you. It is
what my father told your representative

before he disappeared.

What exactly did you mean?

He was very rude to my father.

Then he disappeared.

Would you please tell me what your
father told you? My father told him that

goods are in our warehouse.

So if you do not pay a commission, why
should we release them?

And he told him that before he offered
to store the gear for him?

My father

says it may have slipped his mind.

So, you will release the gear for a
commission?

A modest one?

My father is sure we can come to some
agreement.

Yeah?

Well, I'm not. What? Of course we can.
We're a charity. We don't have money to

start paying bribes to local fat cats.
Now, you tell him. Either he releases

everything and feels good about it, or
he can take all 5 ,000 assorted

handicrafts and shove them where even
the desert sun doesn't shine.

Come on, Tess.

I'm very sorry. Excuse me.

What are you doing?

That really put the cat amongst the
camel. You've ruined everything.

No, of course I haven't.

Listen, I thought you were a
businesswoman.

Haven't you ever played hardball?
There's hardball and there's suicide.

Mr. God.

Mr.

God.

It's your turn to do the washing up.

444 -7921. Hello, Jonathan Friedman. To
who do you want to speak to?

Lord Godfrey, who?

Hello, hello.

Jesus. Yes.

I need to see you. Are you free tonight?

It's what, tonight?

The first time I came in

here, I was wearing my formal.

Formal? Black jacket, striped trousers.

I'd come straight from the court.

I was standing over there, waiting for
Roy Mason to come and buy me dinner.

Well, these two notorious backwoodsmen
ambled in, took me for the head waiter,

and asked for a table for two.

So what did you do?

I sat them over there, by the latrines.

Good evening, Lord Doctor. This way,
please.

Have you decided?

Oh, I really shouldn't. I ate with my
kids.

If you care for something light, may I
have some beautiful Scottish smoked

salmon? You know the way to a Jewish
girl's heart.

What's Godfrey?

All the shrimps, stinking pud and a pint
of Guinness.

I love your food.

Indeed you do, my lord.

What do you think of Tessa Pickett?

I think she's great.

She's already increased our sponsorship
base. She's running the office

professionally. She's terrific with the
media, marvellous negotiating skills.

What are we paying her?

We offered 20, she offered 24, we cut
off a 24.

More to negotiate in skills.

Did she ask for a company car, so to
speak?

Well, you know we don't have company
cars. Why do you ask?

She's been banned for drunk driving.

What?

An old colleague of mine on the bench
told me.

You didn't know?

No.

I thought you must pick her to run back
a long way.

Oh, we were at Oxford together. I mean,
I've always liked her, but we haven't

really stayed in touch.

Did she drink with Oxford?

No more than any of us. Drugs?

Oh, for God's sake, Joseph.

We are a national charity.

Not the biggest.

She's not the first person to lose her
license.

Are you sure you aren't prejudiced
against her because she's middle class

you once had a drink with Nye Bevan?

I had more than one drink with Nye.

But I always got the tube home.

Whereas your Tessa smashed her car into
a taxi.

Someone could have been killed.

Nobody was?

No.

Thank God.

So, what do we do about it?

We?

You and me?

We. The council of seed.

Oh, I don't think there's any need to
involve the council.

I'll have a word with her.

All right.

If you think you can, yes.

Just tell her I'm sorry it hasn't worked
out and wish her luck on her next job.

You don't seriously expect me to fire
her. Of course.

She lied to us all.

Just look at her application form.

Any convictions?

Answer, none.

Well, perhaps she filled the form in
before the case came up.

All right.

I'll fire her.

No, je visite France, l 'Afrique.

Pleasure, toi.

Je suis homme de paix.

Pleasure, toi.

Pleasure, toi.

Merci.

Merci. Au revoir.

Guess who wants to see me, then?

The Inland Revenue, the fraud squad.

Do you mind? Mr Godwith and H has asked
me for tea.

Great, let's go.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

Me, not us, if he thinks you're a rude
western slut.

I translate roughly.

So you just sit there and let Uncle
Frank sort it out, as usual.

And I thought he lived in a pen.

Of course, my father does not wish to be
thought uncharitable.

He gives very generously to many worthy
causes.

Of course he does.

The commission for the releasing of your
goods need only be of a token nature.

Yeah, but the trouble is, you see, I'm
just not authorized.

My father is not very happy.

Really?

Well, I'm sure there's some way we can
do some business.

How many bathrooms you got in this
place?

Nine.

Got all your plumbing needs sorted out,
have you?

at two o 'clock Monday.

Do you know where your father is? We
can't find him.

I'm at my father's keeper.

Jade, this is Dad. I'm in Banjore.

Where? Which, as everybody knows, is the
capital of the Gambia.

Now, there isn't a plane for a couple of
days, so if anybody needs me, I'm at

the Hotel de la Poste.

Pardon? Je suis inglese.

English!

Yes, that's better.

Could I speak to a Mr. Frank Carver,
please? I don't know his room number.

Oh.

He's out.

See if she knows where.

Could I speak to his girlfriend, please?

Tessa... Piggott.

Tessa Piggott. That's right.

Oh, hello.

This is Max Taplow.

Taplow, yes.

That's right.

Frank Carver's aide -de -camp.

Oh, yes.

The thing is, we can't find him, and we
need to speak to him on business. It's

urgent. He's buying a school, see?

Metal Caller, yes. Well, old Wormwood
has called to say he wants another half

million, and if he doesn't hear from us
by six o 'clock tonight, the deal's off.

How much?

Half a million.

Hang on a moment.

Hello,

Max.

Frank's in the shower at the moment.

He's gone.

But I've had a word with him, and he
says tell the Reverend to shut his

where the sun doesn't reach.

Where the sun doesn't shine?

You sure?

Oh, yes.

That's what he said.

You know Frank always plays hardball.
Bye.

But then I told him that I could get him
all the baths and boats he needed at

trade prices.

Gold waist, one neck tap, marble bidet.
Down to Johnny.

Your paper, Monsieur.

Merci.

Yeah, then he could tell his mates that
the money I was saving him was really

the commission that we were forking out
to get his gear out of the lock -up.

Fabulous. What can I say? I'm nearly as
impressed by you as you are.

Well, it's all to do with saving face
around here, isn't it?

So, how are we going to celebrate, then?

What we were celebrating.

This.

A couple of overdone camel steaks and a
liter of Burgundy now.

Do me a favor.

What sort of favor do you have in mind,
or is that a silly question?

Not silly.

Just unnecessary.

I see.

So, we've reached a point in the evening
where either I have to agree to sleep

with you, or else we'll go my
profiteroles.

Putting it a bit cold -bloodedly, isn't
it?

I'd just like to know where I stand.

Lie.

There was magic out in the desert,
wasn't there?

I know it sounds corny, but you really
do get to see millions of stars that you

never imagined back in the smoke.

It was brilliant out there.

Quiet.

No noise.

Like how the world must have been before
we started lousing it up.

You're a poet, Frank. Did you know that?

No, I just...

Just thought it might be rather nice to
find a car from somewhere and drive out

to the Dunes and... I don't normally go
to Dune on the first date, Frank.

Look, what do you want from me?

I've followed you halfway round the
world.

Doesn't that prove to you I want more
than a one -night stand?

I don't know.

Look, Tessa, if all I wanted was a
quickie and a bit of posh, I could have

stayed in London and note my address
book at any page.

Well, la -di -da.

Look, it's just that I really like you.

I thought it was my milkman, but I'm not
sleeping with him.

The trouble is, you still think of me
being some sort of glorified plumber,

don't you?

Hardly glorified. Yeah, but that's only
one of my business. I've got to help. I

have a couple of hairdressing salons, a
car showroom, new on second hand.

And, of course, there's Matlock Hall.

May not be the most famous school in the
world, but... Ah.

Huh? You had a phone call from London.
Your man, Max.

Yeah, what?

Something up with Jade?

No.

Apparently, the Reverend Wormwood
suddenly decided to reject your offer

school.

What?

Excuse me.

Telephone. London, here.

London? No. He doesn't want to sell it
after all? No.

Apparently, he wants another half
million.

Greedy old sod.

He wanted a response by six o 'clock, so
I told Max, you said, tell the Reverend

to shove his school where the sun
doesn't shine.

You didn't?

I did.

Max wouldn't do anything without my say
-so. I told him it was your say -so. I

implied you were in the bathroom having
a post -coital shower.

I hope this is your idea of a joke.

I only told Max what you told me, play
hardball.

Your Reverend's a grifter, can't you
tell?

You silly cow.

That school's a steal, even at 1 .2
million.

When they extend the M45, they're going
to need half the playing field for a

service station.

I'm sorry.

Oh, that helps.

I pull your conkers out of the fire and
you land me in the clots.

Thanks a lot.

Marriage isn't like this in Edna O
'Brien, is it?

In Edna O 'Brien, the earth moves on a
regular basis.

I'd be happy if my bowels moved on a
regular basis.

So romantic.

They're cutting 25 % off our
departmental budget.

I may never feel romantic again.

Simon, what about Tessa?

Oh, that's different. With her, I could
feel romantic.

Please. Lovely language for a rabbi.

What am I going to do?

I thought you said Lord G was going to
commit the coup de grace.

I'll have to make Bob Pierce director.
We can't pass him over twice.

So, he's always impressed me as a
dedicated... Oh, he's dedicated.

He's dedicated to running Seed as an
ideologically pure agency that no one

any money to.

Because he thinks that publicity is
distasteful, advertising the work of the

devil and business sponsorship anathema.

Then you'd better hang on to Tessa.

Yes, Mr. Carver.

Sir! What is it about you, me and
lavatories?

Listen, I want to show you something.

Wormwold caved in.

You were right. I was wrong. Will you
please just get the hell out of here?

How can I be of assistance, madam?

Vanish. Well, no champagne.

Now vanish.

Look, I said I'm sorry.

Well, what have I done?

Is it because of last night?

Is it?

Well, what have I done? Come on.

Tether.

You'll have to know what he's done.

Is it because of last night?

Is it because of last night?

Well, it's not because I've had you
jumped up to first class, is it? He

know... Tell him if he doesn't go away,
you'll smash his face in. If you

don't...

Husband?

You must be joking.

Boyfriend?

Not if you were the last plumber on
earth.

How about dinner in London with me?

Oh, God.

Well, I'd ask.

Faint heart never want fair bunk up.

Nice up here, isn't it?

Back in refugee class, plastic food,
sweaty bodies, screaming kids up here.

Lots of leg room, peace and quiet,
silver service.

Stuart, can we have some champagne for
the lady, please? She's a little

I don't really care.

That reminds me.

I still owe you for last night's dinner.

What did it come to?

Do you care?

You leave me in a restaurant in the
middle of Banjul, in the middle of the

night. I didn't know where I was. I had
to walk back to the hotel.

I could have been mugged. I could have
been raped.

And then you think for the price of a
first -class upgrade, everything could

hunky -dory.

Look, I said I'm sorry.

But I was angry with you about the
school.

Can't keep apologising.

Do you think it's important?

No, just the love of Spatley.

We're not lovers, and never will be.

A hundred quid says you're wrong.

Let's start again.

I'm not interested in your hundred quid.
I'm not interested in this absurd

cheeky -chappy made -good image you
cultivate.

And even if I did fancy you, I don't go
out with married men.

What?

I spoke to her.

Who? When?

When I telephoned to say I couldn't make
our dinner and I had to go to the

Gambia, she answered.

That was Jade.

I bet her nose was out of joint, wasn't
it? Because I stood her up.

Oh, you admit she exists now?

Yeah, of course I do.

It's my daughter.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, come on.

I wish I could still pull birds like
Jade.

She's my little girl.

Are you really telling the truth?

You care if I'm telling the truth, don't
you?

You do fancy me.

I knew it.

Oh, Frank, go play with the traffic.

Please go.

May I have my case, please?

What case?

I'm not in the mood.

Well, don't you want a lift? I'll take
the train.

Don't be silly.

I am not being silly.

Give her her case, please.

I'll give you a ring. Don't bother.

Don't bother.

Mr. Carver, read my lips.

I do not want to see you again ever.

So went the wedding then.

I think you'd tell us about the drink
driving. I wanted the job.

But you were dishonest. I wanted the job
a lot.

What else haven't you told us?

Nothing else. Diane, will you stop being
such a Jewish mother?

I didn't tell you because it didn't
matter. If it didn't matter, you would

said. If I'd said, would you have hired
me?

Diane, it doesn't affect my ability to
do the job. You could have confided in

me. No, I couldn't. If I had, that would
have made you an accessory after the

fact. Look.

Hugh dumped me after a seven -year
affair. I got drunk, I smashed the car,

of story. It'll never happen again.

Because you've lost your license.

No, because I'll never let a man that
close to me again.

Not even your plumber?

He isn't my plumber.

Well, if a man flew 4 ,000 miles for a
date with me, I wouldn't dump him in

quite so cavalier a manner.

Diane, the very last thing I need right
now is another relationship.

Especially with Mr. God's gift to women.

Thank you.

Who are they from?

My plumber.

Where were we?

That doesn't matter.

Fancy a cup of tea?

Hmm. Harbour or British Rail?

British Rail.

So what are you going to do about Lord
Godfrey?

He's too old for me and he's married.

You know what I mean.

I'm not sure there's much I can do.

Perhaps if I hadn't been in Africa.

Oh, and that's another thing. Why did
you go instead of Bob?

Well, we discussed it.

And I thought it would be a good idea
for me to gain some experience in the

field. And he agreed.

I suppose now you'll make him director.

Well, the other staff will expect it.

And his stock's very high right now.

Why?

Of course you don't know.

Global Relief rang out of the blue to
say they had some extra money. Bob

insisted I went along. He made a great
presentation and we got 25 ,000 for your

neem tree project.

I don't believe it.

Yeah. It's good, isn't it?

Tessa, how'd you get on? What do you
think of the gambit?

You used to work with Jeff Sagansky,
didn't you?

Sorry? You were at Global Relief
together.

Yeah, so?

So when did you hear about Global
Relief's extra funds?

Monday morning.

Horse manure.

You must have heard last week.

That's why you thought it was such a
good idea for me to gain some experience

the field.

You devious bastard.

You knew I was against the Neamtree
project.

Yes, because it was my idea.

No, because it was speculative and not
cost effective.

Cost effective?

This used to be an enlightened voluntary
organisation, not some pseudo

-corporate ego trip.

Your ego trip, Bob? You knew the Uganda
craft training scheme was ready to be

launched as soon as money became
available.

Lonra had promised matching funds. We
could have raised 50 ,000 from Global

Relief and another from Tiny Roland.

Another of your city friends, is he? Oh,
for God's sake, Bob.

Sit down.

I'm calling a truce. Right?

Coffee, Tessa?

How would you like to be overseas
director, Geeta?

You can't sack Bob.

Why not?

Because he's good.

He's dedicated.

No, you're right. I can't sack him.

Good morning, Lord Godfrey.

Good morning.

Please, sit down, Tessa. Thank you.

Tea? Coffee? Something stronger?

Uh, coffee, please.

Thank you, Nina.

Now, Tessa, I think you know why. Yes, I
know why.

It's not the drink driving conviction.

It's the fact that you didn't tell us.

Yes, I see.

We'll give you a cracking reference, not
really.

You know you'll never get anyone half as
good as me, don't you?

You weren't the only candidate.

No.

There was Bob Pierce.

A very dedicated man, let me remind you.

Substantial experience in development
work.

Lord Godfrey, when you hired me, you
knew I was a newcomer to development.

But the trustees wanted a fresh
approach.

They wanted someone who understood
business.

And that fresh approach is working.

You still lied on the application form.

There are people out there. The press.
The right.

lying in wait for charities with their
eyes glued to high -powered sniping

rifles.

We have a reputation, a profile.

Charities are the status that could have
been jeopardised.

Yes, it could have been, but it wasn't,
was it?

Don't you understand why I didn't tell
you I'd been breathalysed?

Obviously you thought it would ruin your
chance of getting a job.

Yes, my chance of getting a job I wanted
very much, which I thought I could

bring something special to, which I have
brought something special to.

Lord Godfrey, you're an expert in labour
law.

I know a little.

Then let me present a hypothetical case.

Someone takes on the task of
transforming a moribund charity, of

the map, so to speak.

Within two months, he or she has brought
in a quarter of a million pounds' worth

of new funds from industry, achieved a
high and positive media profile, been to

Africa... and negotiated the release of
handicrafts held in a local warehouse.

He or she returns to England only to
discover that because of an unfortunate

drink -driving offence which occurred
before he or she had taken up his or her

post from said moribund charity... Not
totally moribund.

It's a hypothetical case.

Of course.

So what sort of chance do you think he
or she would have of getting an unfair

dismissal judgment from an industrial
tribunal?

None.

Why not? Because you... He or she would
not be able to take his or her employer

to a tribunal until he or she had been
in the post considerably longer than a

few months.

Oh.

But in principle?

Well, I suppose in principle, any far
-sighted employer would let him or her

off with a warning.

As long as he or she promised antisocial
behaviour would never recur. It won't.

Good.

You sure you wouldn't like something a
little stronger?

I wouldn't say no to a china cup.

Mr Carver, your school now?

Yeah.

Fabulous place.

Pity about the motorway, of course.

Yeah, dreadful.

But they had promised to landscape the
service station.

I do hope you'll be gentle with it.

Of course.

I wouldn't dream of interfering with the
academic side.

Other than insisting we become co
-educational.

Well, you have to move with the times,
Rob.

Now listen, remember, if the senior
girls ever need a netball coach... After

You're first.

Done it? Yeah.

Just think of what you could have
achieved if you'd have gone to a school

this. Leave off, I probably would have
ended up deputy manager of some poxy

building for 30.

Come on, let's go home.

Yeah, Tessa Pighead, please.

Who's calling, please?

Frank Carver.

Frank Carver for you.

Oh, God.

Boom me up, got him.

Hello?

I'm afraid she's not available at the
moment. May I take a message?

No, it's all right.

If she doesn't want to speak to me, it's
a free will.

Yep. All right.

Hello? Hi, Jade. Oh, good, you're in.
Hi, Dad.

Here, listen.

I got the score.

Oh, nice. Yeah.

Funny, isn't it?

Great. What about coming out tonight for
a bit of celebration with the old man?

Well, blow them out.

All right, all right.

Bye. Bye.

There, Max, fancy coming out for a bit
of Japanese tonight?

Can't bear that raw fish.

All right, we'll go Italian.

Can't tonight. I'm on a promise with
that bird from Sketchlist.

She's going to give me the special
executive finish. OK.

That's how you feel?

Hi, Siri.

Frank. Frank Carver.

Yeah. Yeah, that's been a long time.

So, what are you doing tonight?

You haven't.

When?

Oh, boy.

Oh, here, it's not mine, is it?

Siri?

Siri?

Love hurts.

It can leave you crying.

Love hurts.

It can turn you upside down. Oh, how
love hurts.

So if it's just a game that you're
playing, you better...

there's no doubt about it love hurts but
who can live without

it oh how love hurts so you better run
and hide but remember

love hurts you just

just first name.