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Goodbye. Don't be a guy anymore.

Ciao.

You're an amazing one, boys.

Let's never forget that.

Please don't bite. Stop it. I'm the
first.

This makes it taste good.

Is that it?

Where's the milk?

Where's the milk?

It's not normal milk. That's designed
with your mum.

Conducted with soy milk.

Because you know you don't have to do it
too soon.

All right.

All right, jacket, please. Which is your

jacket? Oh, this is mine.

All right.

Where's my jacket?

Where is it?

I don't know.

All right,

here.

All right, where is it?

Let's go.

Thank you.

I'm not ringing about myself.

I'm ringing... Yes.

I gave that information to the last
person I'd go to.

Um, no.

Um, please don't put me on hold.

Well, who is the right fucking person to
speak to, then?

You don't think? I do. I think I've got
every reason to speak to you, like...

I'm sorry.

We'll... call you back.

I can do that.

It's a bit like the face of Emma's
kitchen, isn't it?

Always on the washing up.

Do you want to talk?

Yeah.

Are you getting anything?

David Lashley tried to be my friend, but
he used to be my enemy at school.

I just wanted to say how sorry I am for
your loss.

Thanks very much.

How are you coping?

I can't imagine what you must be
feeling.

I mean, we lost mum last year, so I can
a bit.

But I'll cancel.

I'm very sorry.

Maybe it was Tommy Lowe's mum.

I can't imagine what yours must have
been like with it.

Thank you,

I'm... I just want to say, I'm here if
you ever want a coffee or the boys in

plaything. Why do you want that?

Thank you.

Do let me know if you need anything.

I know everyone said that, but I mean...

There's a cat and a sparrow and a brave
youth. The cat and the sparrow went to

the forest. The child went and said to
the brave youth, You keep a house in

if the Baba Yaga comes and counts the
spoons.

Can you do the voices?

You keep a house in mind if the Baba
Yaga comes

and counts the spoons.

every time.

Suddenly the wind outside howled and the
bamboo yaga entered through the open.

Hey Mia?

some of those...

the major pillars.

It's up there.

Who is it?

Yeah, it's gonna be, um... Yeah.

Call the fellas.

Which, uh, reminds me... Oh,

is that Jack's latest?

I'm not pleased.

Why not?

It's got a bit of sound.

Is that bad?

You know, same old, same old.

Wow, I'm going to be losing money
online.

I think that's actually what I wanted to
tell you about, you know. We don't

expect you any time. You know, and if
you need more time... It's not,

you know,

a bit much. I'm sure.

and then you have to try and jump
backwards and then and then you get one

okay

When I come back, I want you to brush
your teeth and put your pajamas on,

Okay?

It's okay. There's no one in here. Shh.

No, no, no. Look, look, look. There's no
one in here.

It's all right.

Okay. There's no one in here.

You're set a boundary.

All right?

Come on through here.

Okay. Let's get you out of this way,
please.

Oh! Oh, yeah.

Okay. It's all right.

I heard him.

Who?

The criminal.

He has a daddy's drawings, all right?

Look at me.

See how they're not really just
drawings, all right?

Thank you.

I'm going to throw some men.

I'm going to throw some men.

I'm

going

to throw some men. I'm going to throw
some

men.

Thank you.

then you put it in the catalogue.

I need you to help.

I need you to help tidy up, alright?

No, no, no, no, I'm not joking. I need
you to help tidy up and put things where

they're supposed to be or I will pick up
any toy that I find on the floor and I

will put it in the bin.

I did it! Go in there now and tidy it
up!

find humans incredibly dull.

Incredibly dull, exceptionally.

There are very few humans that interest
me.

From grieving widows.

Grieving widowers and motherless
children are pure

bliss.

Did you rely on her for

We can talk about coping strategies
or... No, that's all right. I just... I

really came here to talk about my
children.

Have there been changes to their
behaviour?

My youngest is wetting the bed,
nightmares, that kind of thing. And my

is playing up a little bit more than
you.

Are you maintaining a routine?

Structured bedtimes, mealtimes?

Not really, no.

Stick to routine if you can, because
you're going to take comfort from

Do you let them see you grieve?

I've been trying not to.

You need to change that.

You mustn't ignore your own grief to
protect them.

There'll be stories, there'll be myths,
there'll be chaos, there'll be growth!

They're not real!

... ...

...

...

Thank you.

when you go away? I won't leave until
you don't name me anymore. I said, did

you?

Be careful.

There are far worse than me.

Far, far worse.

Draw.

Draw? Draw one of your stories. That may
be the best thing that comes to mind.

There we go.

A little bit cold.

They were cold.

Well, that was the first time they
realized I wasn't the amazing dad they

thought I was.

It was a bad suit, wasn't it?

I didn't bother calling ahead.

Don't want me to be the trouble to tell
me to pick up.

I approve.

Hello?

How you doing?

Real person.

Oh, no, no, no, no. That is not
happening.

I'm starting to get angry with her. I
mean, how could she die on me?

She's the third one. She would have had
it much better with her. Yeah.

Yeah, you're considerable.

I don't want her turning into a series
of anecdotes because it just reminds me

that she's gone.

But she is gone.

Yeah, but if I'm liking once or twice a
week, I think she's going to be back in

a minute.

She's going to be back.

I don't know what you were thinking.

And I wasn't going to give it to her.

But she waited until I went to the loo.

And then she went into my bag and she
got it.

I was trying to look out for you.

Didn't need to.

We talked. Well, she talked. You know
what she would like.

an appreciation of it.

Of you.

You two are never not going to be a
thing.

You're perfect for each other.

Fucking awful.

Leave me alone, Crow.

I like it. You would.

Middle -aged, middle -class, white widow
music. Guardian, reading, beard

-stroking, farmer's market, gestale,
Birkenstock, Barbican shit.

Yeah.

You're such a cliche, you know.

Dead wine, Crow.

Once upon a time, there was a king who
had two

slith queens.

And by the way, they were perfect for
each other.

Please, please, shut up. Please, please.
They were perfect for each other.

Shut up!

And very original. How very fucking
original.

This mess ain't good looking.

Take it, please, from the knees of a
demon.

To the feet, put your feet to

the bow now.

They may cry, but the fire is no doubt.

It's a test for the man for whose name
has to speak with the...

Who told him?

about her mum.

When she told Zoe she

didn't annoy them.

She loved playing loud pop music because
it annoyed Dad.

And then she died.

After that, everything was different. We
were different.

Different boys.

Dad was different.

A different

kind of dad.

Doesn't sound like you're brushing your
teeth.

What is he doing when I ask?

Okay.

Dad tells stories. Stories change when
Dad changes.

He went quiet.

Angry.

He disappeared.

My brother gets angry when he loses
things that don't match him or her.

He said if he has a loose thing, he
can't do it too.

Quite difficult.

And then in the midst of that, another
member of his father comes out.

Especially with a teacher.

I mean, what were you thinking?

It is not okay.

I mean, what do you think your mother
would have said?

Waitress, waitress! Hey, stop it! Get
off me!

I hate you!

Dad was a different kind of dad.

It's noon.

Can we go to Mr.

Thorpe's? Sure, we can go there.

Show me the way.

Show me the way. Which way am I going?

This way.

symbolic, isn't it?

What is this?

This dream, this memory, this
confection, whatever it is.

I wonder what it all means.

The wife's not a ghost, you know. She's
not wailing about the house watching you

raise those boys without her.

Alan the climber is building worlds full
of life, full of possibility.

must be built here on the floor a model
of your mother

just as you remember and whichever of
you builds

the best model will win not the most
realistic but the best yes

the truest and the prize is this the
best model I will bring to

life for one day

living monarchica.

and stop.

Yes.

Above excellent.

You've got a smile.

I'm counting.

And you have captured her posture.

Which one, Mum?

Ah, well... Which one's going to be
turned into Mum?

Sorry, what?

You promise?

Yes. Well?

Is she? Is she? Where is she? Where is
she, you bloody old crow?

She's dead.

She can't come back.

That's it, Brian. That's all you've got.

I can avoid it.

Nearly done.

How's he doing, your dad?

I don't know.

Did you keep an emotional diary the last
two weeks?

No. That's okay.

Did you try the meditation exercises?

Do you think that you want to talk about
it?

Talk to mum?

No, that's okay.

Maybe we should draw a picture that
shows me how you're feeling and then we

one -mark this.

Shall we?

difference between grief and despair.

There's a comic coming on.

What do you call it? A comic or a
graphic novel?

A comic.

It's all right. It's interesting.

I don't like it when people go for
graphic novels.

It's so swanky.

It's unfair.

Well, you've lost that damn voice.

Did we get you the right one this time?

If she was doing something, did you
pretend she couldn't hear you?

Was that okay?

I think I do have my best.

Delicious.

What was she like, our mother and
children?

Your mum?

Stop it.

You two have got a lot of her in you in
different ways.

How am I like her?

You're funny.

She was very quick -witted, wasn't she?

I'd say people don't like them.

Oh, no, no, it's all right. I'll do it.

I'll do it.

It was adorable when she was little.

When she was a teenager.

Oh, my God.

You couldn't win an argument.

Go and get the photograph up next door.

and I'll show you sometimes what you've
done back here.

If he takes our castle, we burn it.

I'm not sure, but when the boys smile, I
just say, smile.

Take this home with me if you want.

No, leave it here.

It's good, isn't it?

I think that was my mother.

I'm going to check on her.

Fucking crow!

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Sometimes we felt like he was our dad
again.

But it never lasted.

Dad, I found a little boy.

Hello, Disney.

Dad. Dad, no.

No bedtime stories today.

Does daddy need a cuddle?

Once upon a time there was a king who
had two sons.

One day his queen dropped downstairs.

Fuck off!

And so the king allowed his kingdom to
go to ruin and abandoned his two

sons so he could wallow in sin.

Yeah.

How can I help you, Simon?

I know we don't know.

I wondered if I could borrow some milk.

I'm afraid we've run out of milk.

I'm sure the shop at the corner was...

Once upon a time there was a demon, a
terrible demon, who fed on despair.

A demon who would hunt every inch of the
earth for the saddest, most delicious

person he could find.

Well, for years I've never heard of
anyone called Dan.

What's your last name?

I'm laughing.

It's only a thing that's coming for
tonight.

Coming in.

One. Two.

What's going on? Go back upstairs to
your room. Three.

What's going on?

Four. Upstairs.

Five.

Okay, Eddie, you're right.

There's someone here who wants to speak
to you.

Please, just talk to me.

You're always right there with me.

I've flirted with you all my life.

Even kissed you once or twice.

Today I swear it was nice, but clearly I
was not ready.

you touched a friend of mine i thought i
would lose my

mind but i found out with time that
really i

was

death you had for me death's a make of

tyranny appease me with your sweet
relief you're

cruel and you are constant

kept us waiting 18 months. Good thing.
Thank you. Thank you.

Hey. Hey.

Got a lot of questions.

Seriously though, very proud to have it.

Very, very proud.

Sorry, are you my brother?

I'm a bit like him. I mean, he's usually
a lot more scrappy.

Hey. Hey. Thank you.

Come on then. Say a few words.

Well, thank you everyone for coming
tonight. Thank you, indeed, for

organising it.

Thank you.

It's taken a while to get here and I
wouldn't be here tonight without a lot

people in this room. So thank you.

Thank you to my two boys for putting up
with your sad,

mad dad.

I love you both very much.

You look like you did.

Then you're not here.

You can do it anyway.

You're all right, baby.

I can handle it.

There's no fake.

I love you.

I love you!

I love you.

God bless you.