Original subtitles

[tires rustling]

[mellow music]

[sighs]

[music continues]

female #1: Definitely leave the like lining in

like, especially in a dead line end.

Uh-hm, but actually, it'll keep you warm in the winter.

- Yeah. Ha. - Heh.

Anthony: Anything going on over the weekend?

female #1: Um, no, not much, you?

Anthony: No, uh, just going out to the, uh...

Anthony: A bit of a jazz spot. female #1: Oh, nice!

Anthony: Yeah, I've got a few friends going together.

female #1: Oh, that'll be great. Anthony: Nice!

female #1: Yeah, no, we've got a quiet weekend.

Anthony: Yeah? female #1: Yeah.

Anthony: You watching anything special at the moment?

Um, not really, no.

No, [clink] I just wanted to ask--

Okay, have a good weekend.

Yeah, yeah.

See you later, I'm gonna head off.

- I'll see you on... female #2: See you Monday.

- Monday. female #2: See you on Monday.

- Now, what do I need to take? Anthony: Okay, you heading off?

- Huh? Anthony: You heading off?

Maria: Well, yeah, you know, it's the weekend.

Yeah, alright, okay, just give me a second.

Oh, okay.

♪ Happy birthday to you! ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you! ♪

♪ Happy birthday ♪

♪ Dear Maria ♪

[laugh]

♪ Happy birthday ♪

Nice voice, Anthony!

♪ To you! ♪♪ [laughs]

[laughs]

[blows]

All: Yay! [applause]

[liquid splattering]

Anthony: How's the birthday girl?

[laughing] Too many birthdays!

[laughs] Ah, I doubt that, I doubt that.

So, is there any special plans for...

Anthony: Going out tonight? - Uh, no, oh, no!

No, my kids are coming over for lunch tomorrow.

- So... Anthony: Okay.

And that'll be about it, really.

Yeah, hubby not taking you anywhere?

I don't think so, I mean, he's probably

gonna cook something, you know.

He likes doing a bit of cooking, so.

What's your special meal?

Maria: Spaghetti, he likes a kind of spaghetti

with a sort of, you know, carbonara, or...

Nice!

Bolognese, something like that.

[rustling] Yeah.

So, what about you? What are you gonna be getting up to?

Um, I was just saying, a few friends getting

together, um, going out to a music gig.

Maria: Oh, that's sound good. - Yeah.

No, I know, I need it, man.

- Going up the-- Maria: What kind of music?

- Uh, a bit of jazz. - Oh, lovely!

God, I haven't listened to jazz for ages!

- You play anything? - No!

[laughs]

- Do you? Saxophone. Anthony: Um--

Anthony: How did you know? - Ha-ha-ha.

Anthony: I mean, I've got, I've had like three lessons...

- Have you? Really? Anthony: So far, so...

Anthony: Yeah, it's not like I can, uh...

They'll be no tunes coming out of me.

Maria: Ha-ha-ha. - Just a load of noise.

Maria: Oh, you might have to get yourself

a gig, and then I'll come and watch you.

Anthony: Right, if you're coming, then I'll definitely

get one organized for you.

[both laugh]

Oh... thanks, everybody for all this.

female #2: Aw! - Really nice of you.

Really lovely! Thank you.

female #2: No problem! - Ha-ha! Oh! Good!

- Thanks. female #1: Have a great treat.

female #1: Have a good evening! - Thank you.

[clinks on door]

[footsteps]

[clinks on door]

[rustling]

[thud]

[keys rattling]

[loud rattling]

[sighs]

[sniffles]

Hey! Hey!

[thud] John! John! John!

[metal clink]

John?

[John pops cork]

- Oh! John: Hooray!

[both laugh]

John: Hey! - Very good! [applause]

♪ Happy birthday ♪♪

Oh, no, please not the song again.

John: Okay, hey, come on! [thud]

[laughs] Wait! Wait! Wait!

- First things first! - Ha-ha.

Oh, I've been looking forward to this today.

Oh, my darling! Oh, darling!

- Cheers! [glass clinks] - Cheers!

Oh, happy Birthday!

[laughs] Oh, darling, uh, can we skip that bit?

[laughs] No, don't, well, uh, but it's your birthday

of course you can't skip that.

- Mm! Mm! - Mm! [gasps]

- Right, do you want to eat? Maria: Ah!

Maria: Mm! John: Yeah?

John: Okay, well, let's get it on!

[John clicks on stove] Oh, oh, oh!

Don't worry.

[John clicks on stove]

John: There we go. I cooked spaghetti. Um, is that okay?

Yeah, have a drink.

[rustling]

- Well, cheers! [glass clinks] - Cheers!

To...

- To you. - To...

Miracle Maria.

- To... [laughing] - Maria the Miracle.

[laughs]

[glass clinks]

Hm!

[glass clinks] That won't be long.

- Hello. - Oh... hello!

[laughs]

[chuckles]

[smacking lips] Ha!

Nice!

- Look. - What?

Undo me.

Maria: Come on!

- [laughs] Really. - Oh, really?

Come on!

- I'm gonna undo you. - Okay.

[whispering] Okay.

John: Struggling with the knot a little bit.

So I can't get the thing.

[whispering] I love you very much. I can--

No!

Not now! Maybe you're not.

Really?

Alright, come on! Come on!

- [laughs] No, it's alright. - No, come on! No, come on!

John: Maria! Maria! - No! No! Leave me alone!

Maria: Ah, shush! John: I...

John: I didn't mean not at all.

- It doesn't matter! It's fine! John: I mean, not now!

No, that's okay.

The spaghetti Bolognese is fine.

John: I don't understand where

[water splattering] that comes from.

Oh, please, John, enough!

John: But... [water burbling]

Maria: Just leave it!

Maria: What do you mean, where does it come from?

What kind of a stupid question is that?

John: Where does that feeling come from?

We've been perfectly alright up 'til now.

Maria: Yes, we have, we've been fine.

- We've had nice-- Maria: Don't worry.

I won't rock the boat again!

John: We've made love, we make it.

John: It's beautiful. - It doesn't matter!

John: It's romantic and lovely. [water burbling]

John, please! That's enough. [water splattering]

John: But it doesn't make it less, I-- I don't know.

[water splattering]

[sighs]

John: It didn't seem like the Maria I know.

Okay.

John: You seem like a different Maria.

- Different? Oh, right. John: Was it a different Maria?

No, it wasn't, it's this Maria.

This is Maria.

This is Maria, this is Maria.

Who wants to go like that sometimes.

Who wants to take my clothes off in the kitchen.

Who wants to have sex with my husband that isn't planned.

- Well, I didn't, I didn't... Maria: Is that so much to ask?

I gave you exactly what you didn't want.

Maria: Oh, you're talking rubbish!

- I just wanted to have sex! - I'm perfectly capable of...

- Ha! John: Uh, romantic sex.

John: Yes, love making. - Just not in the kitchen.

John: You just wanted a fuck!

And what's wrong with that?

It's gotta be all, you know, glowy, uh, beautiful music.

- It can be beautiful music. Maria: Plush...

- It can be candlelit. Maria: And sweet, and gentle.

It can be romantic on your birthday.

Maria: Yes! And? - Or, I uh...

I didn't want a dirty fuck.

Right, fine!

I'm not a dirty fucker!

Thank you.

[clinks on door]

[water burbling]

[sighs]

Night-night.

[whispering] Night.

[John sighs]

[thud]

[clink]

[clink]

[thud]

[rattling]

[footsteps]

[rattling]

[paper rustling]

[rattling]

[clinks]

We got any hummus?

John: Uh, there's som-- um, just keep digging,

you'll see something.

[sighs]

Ah!

Oh, yeah! [clinks]

[thud]

[rattling]

[paper rustling]

Just fancied a little [paper rustling] dip.

- It's alright, I can do it. John: Uh, no, no!

John: I'll, uh, I'll do it. - No, I can do it!

It's not about opening the hummus.

- Well, what, uh, c-- - Uh, put it down.

- Uh-- - Just put it down.

Oh, I thought you were [laughs] helping me to open the hummus.

- No. No. - Ha-ha.

[smacking lips]

Oh. [laughs]

- What I was trying to say... - Uh-hm.

- Through the... door. - Mm.

When you were in the bath, is that I really love you.

- I know. - And, um...

I just want you to know that and just always hang onto that.

Maria: I love you too.

I really do love you too.

- [laughs] We okay? - Yeah.

- We're good, uh, hm. - Yeah.

We gonna have a nice afternoon?

- Course we [laughing] are. - Do you want me to open the h--

[laughing] No! Don't! Give it--

- I've been opening hummus-- - I will open the hummus...

- For you. - By myself for years.

[laughing]

John: Let me do the honors. - Heh-hah-ha..

[laughs] I actually can't open the hummus.

John: Yes, you-- come on! Oh! - No, I've done it.

[laughing] I've done it now.

John: Get a knife, if you can't.

John: That's what I do. - Heh-he.

John: Anyway, I've got, um...

- Ha-ha. - I've got things to do.

- That involve... - Oh! What?

- Flour, and... things... - What?

- And we'll enter, uh... - Oh, no! You don't have to--

- No, please! - Bake Off.

No! No! No! No! Look, we've done this.

We've do-- we did this.

You did, you did the birthday yesterday.

But the children haven't done it.

But, they don't need cake!

- They're not six and eight! - Oh, for god's sake!

[John clinks] Oh!

I'm just saying! Uh, we're gonna have a late lunch.

- We're gonna have nice wine. John: Oh, god!

We're gonna have the kids here.

We're gonna celebrate the birthday, I'll open my presents.

We don't need a cake.

Uh, it'll just have candles on top that, I've gotta blow out

and be embarrassed again,

all over again, after work.

- We don't need a cake! John: I'm just trying to...

John: I'm just trying to celebrate you.

You don't need to do anything to try and celebrate me!

John: Whatever I do just turns to dust.

No, it doesn't, that isn't true.

[John sighs]

Just... come and eat hummus with me

and drink your wine.

You don't have to do

anything else to make me... happy.

I'm perfectly happy.

[door bell rings] Maria: Oh!

[claps and laughs]

[footsteps]

John: Oh, good!

[applause] Yay!

[clinks on door]

- The cavalry have arrived! - Hey, Happy birthday!

- Happy birthday, mum! Maria: Come in!

Happy birthday!

- Happy birthday! - [laughing] Hello, darling!

How you doing? Come in! Hello! [smacking lips]

- Oh, it's so lovely to see you! - Here they are, hi.

- You must be David. - Hey! Hey!

It's so nice to meet you. [smacking lips]

- Hello, how are you doing? Maria: Oh, no, no, no! Please.

♪ Happy birthday to you! ♪

Maria: Why-- whoo!

♪ Happy birthday to you! ♪

Maria: Ooh! [laughs]

♪ Happy birthday ♪

♪ Dear Maria ♪ ♪ Dear Mama ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you! ♪♪

Ooh, thank you, thank you, thank you.

[Andrew and Alice imitate howl]

Thank you, thank you.

If I never have to hear that song again, I'll be happy.

Alice: Speech! Speech!

Speech! Speech! Speech!

Oh, god! They sung it at work yesterday.

I just wanted the ground to open up and disappear.

Andrew: You're kidding. - And then I got back yesterday.

And, of course, dad started singing it to me.

John: Well why shouldn't a-- a-- a husband

singing to his wife shock?

He did get me a really nice painting, isn't that nice?

- There we are. Alice: Yeah, that's nice!

Maria: So, how's things going? David: Yeah.

John: How long have you two been seeing each other?

Uh, about five, five-ish months now.

John: Oh, my goodness! Maria: Wow!

John: That's a, that's a fair old while.

John: Isn't it? Yeah. Maria: Fantastic!

And how long have we been together?

Maria: Ha-ha. Oh, god! No! Please, don't let's go there.

[laughs]

- Well-- - How long has it been now?

Oh, my god! Well...

- Uh, thirty... John: Mm...

[gibberish]

Alice: Cheers to that! - He-he.

John: I don't mind saying, 31 years.

Maria: Oh, thank you.

David: Well, you're doing well, already.

Maria: So, which bit of Ireland are you from?

- Uh, uh, I'm from Dublin. Maria: Right, okay.

Yeah, I was born and raised in Dublin.

Alice: Yeah. - Um...

But I have family in Canada,

and I have family, um...

Maria: Oh! Oh. - Yeah, over in Toronto.

- So, yeah, so... Maria: Oh, wow!

My dad actually lives over there now,

though, my mum is in Ireland, and my dad is in--

Maria: Are they not together any more?

David: No, they, they're not.

They were together for, um...

twenty-four years, or so, but, yeah.

Where, where do you, where do you think you'll

where do you think you'll settle?

Where, where do you think, where...

where do you feel like home is?

Andrew: Bloody hell, dad. David: Um, I don't know.

Maria: I think that went straight in there.

Where are you gonna put your roots down!

[all laugh]

Come on, you gotta make a decision.

John: No, no, no! No, no, no, give me a little respect.

Where will you hang your hat?

- That's all. Maria: But he doesn't know!

God Almighty! He's in his twenties.

John: He can hang his hat wherever he wants.

David: Yeah. - He can hang his hat--

Uh, he might hang here for a bit and then, there for a bit.

- And 'cause he's-- - But where inside is your home?

That's all I was saying, what, spiritually, is your home?

Maria: That's a big question. - What?!

What? It's a, uh-- it's important.

It is an important question, isn't it?

David: Yeah, in the long run, in the long run.

John: Do you have any-- Maria: Some people don't know.

Maria: Might never find where they're gonna hang their hat.

I mean, that's the great thing about their lives.

They'll just be roaming around.

And they're not looking for a place to hang their hat.

And they're very happy not hanging their hat, am I right?

John: But if you remember the song "Wherever

I hang my hat's my home".

I mean, uh, uh, you can roam.

Yeah, oh, god! Oh, god! Oh, leave it!

And you, you know, you've got your whole life ahead of you.

Maria: Oh, oh! Here we go! - You can roam-- what?

You've got, you've got your whole life ahead you.

- You roam as much as you wish. Maria: Ha-ha-ha.

[awkward chuckles]

So-- sooner, or later, you will,

you'll have to make that decision.

Maria: Papa is not a rolling stone, he is really making--

God! It's a real theme for this weekend, isn't it?

What? No, calm down!

- Goodness me! John: Where--

Yeah, well, I mean, honestly, it's, it's...

Maria: Sorry. David: No, no, it's okay.

The la-- no, sorry, the last 24 hours have been like this.

Sorry, uh, you know, we, we're, uh...

We're at loggerheads about, you know, where we should be.

Where we want to be, where we want to go.

What we want to do, what kind of adventure we want?

Maria: Oh, for goodness sake, John.

What on earth are you on about?

Maria: I'd just to say, in a very calm and collected way.

[laughs]

John: Unlike my husband.

That nobody's at loggerheads at all.

- But like, I'm just-- John: Well, sure about that?

John: Ha-ha. - Uh, well, I'm not.

I've just been saying, you know...

Come on, maybe we could...

do something and travel or...

David: That's nice! Yeah.

We look at what we've got.

And, so that we're not just...

- Yeah, yeah. Maria: Staid. But, anyway.

John: Anyway, look, tuck in and get yourself some food.

There's plenty of, uh, food here.

Andrew: It looks very good, mum, thank you.

Andrew: I'll use a fork, I'll be polite.

David: Oh, thank you for reminding of that.

[John clinks glass] France, or Italy?

Alice: Ooh! - Ha!

Alice: I don't know, whatever you think.

David: I'm not a connoisseur of any sort so.

John: I'll leave them with you, and you can decide.

Andrew: Thank you. David: Thank you. [clinks]

Which European [glass clinks]

country you can travel to.

Alice: Thank you. [laughs]

So, we've, um, we've, um, we've found a place.

David: Why did you do that? Maria: Oh, stop!

Maria: Stop! Hot news!

- No, no, no, no! Maia: Hot new, breaking news!

- No, no, no, it's not hot news. Alice: What's hot news?

John: What? - It's not hot news.

Just, Phillipa and I have found a place.

John: Oh! Alice: Oh, wow!

No, no, but nothings, uh, nothing's happened yet.

But I didn't know you were going from that kind of, you know,

we'll live here for a bit, and maybe...

John: Oh, it's about the right time.

- To suddenly like, uh-- John: It's the time.

What do you mean, it's about the right time?

He's, he's what? How are you old are you now, 27, twenty-eight?

Andrew: Yeah, it makes sense. Maria: And? What does that mean?

Good, it's a good time to start thinking about those things.

It's a good time to stop living, is it?

John: No-- - It's a good time to say...

Okay, let's stop now.

John: Did we stop living when we were twenty-seven?

Well, but that's debatable,

but something stops, doesn't it?

John: It's a chapter, isn't it?

So, you-- you-- you-- you turn the page

and you move into the next chapter.

But you need to think about the next.

Andrew: Thanks, dad. John: Yes, that's my pleasure.

I know, I'm just saying, you know, don't rush.

John: How much is the deposit?

Andrew: Um... - No, don't ask that.

John: Why not? It's-- it's, like, because it's necessary.

Andrew: Uh, they're looking for like a 15% deposit or something.

Okay, are you, are you alright with that?

Andrew: Yeah, yeah, we're good. - You-- you-- you've got that?

Andrew: Well, they can, yeah, we're good for it, yeah.

You've always been good with money, haven't you?

Andrew: Sound planning it away like a, stacking it away.

I'm not sure about that, but it's good.

Ooh, spend it! Spend it!

- Go wild and spend it! John: No, they...

Andrew: See, that's...

John: Get, yes, get your place sorted.

Andrew: Thanks for that reckless advice, mum.

Andrew: I'll bear that in mind. - Ha-ha-ha.

You can always rely on me to be reckless.

Andrew: Yeah. Alice: Cheers to that!

Andrew: Cheers to that. - Oh, yeah, to being reckless!

Andrew: To the birthday girl! John: Yeah.

John: To, to, uh, to your-- Andrew: To mortgages!

John: Possibly, yeah, to mortgages! To your home.

To mortgages up that end of the table.

John: To your home and to Phillipa.

- Thank you, thanks. John: Good for you!

Mm, it feels like the right thing to be doing.

Maria: Good as long as it's the right thing for you that's...

John: That's important. Maria: Yeah.

Andrew: Mm, yeah. Maria: That's good.

Maria: That's really good.

Maria: It's lovely hummus! John: Mm.

Alice: Is she pregnant?

Maria: Oh! Ha-ha-ha.

John: She better not be, is she?

John: She is? - No, she's not.

John: But you're thinking-- - She's not pregnant.

Alice: You'd better fucking tell me.

'Cause I can't wait to be an auntie.

John: That's what I call an adventure, anyway.

That's, that's very exciting news.

Andrew: Well, thanks, dad. - Congratulations!

- God, help us! - Good luck! Good luck!

You know, touch wood, it all goes well for you.

[sighs]

- Mm. How are you, Alice? - Ha.

- What's, what's going on? Alice: Good. Uh...

Well, we might go to Canada for a bit.

- See how we like it out there. Maria: Oh, god!

- That's amazing! - Yeah.

And, you know, David's got family out there.

Alice: He's from like, he's got roots there.

David: Yeah, I'd love to introduce you to all my cousins.

My cool cousins out in Toronto.

John: Wow! - And just see what it brings.

Alice: Yeah, I can, like... looking gorgeous.

- Lake with mountains and... - My girl's going to Canada!

[all laugh]

Yeah, you're excited then, that's good!

Oh, so, I'll miss you.

John: When are you guys, when are you guys thinking of going?

David: We're thinking of even getting a little cheeky bus.

Alice: Yeah, maybe, getting around.

David: Well like, yeah. - What do you mean, a bus?

David: Like, maybe, uh, like, maybe

rent out a bus and kind of just...

Maria: Oh, that's so good!

Maria: That's so good! - Like, through, uh...

I was telling dad, yesterday, about this woman

that I used to know who, uh, long story short.

John: Oh, my god! It's the... - Every year-- what?

The-- the-- the woman who went through America in a burger van.

- Is that the one? - No, it wasn't a burger van.

Alice: Why are you so judgmental about that?

John: I'm not. It's-- I've just heard this story many times.

Sorry, you carry on.

There was this woman, I didn't know her very well,

friend of a friend.

Every year, she was married, happily married

happy, had kids, everything was great.

It wasn't because she was trying to rock

the home boat, or anything like that.

Every year, she took herself off.

She flew to New York, she hired a big motor home,

and she drove across America.

- On her own? Maria: To LA.

- On her own. Maria: Through the desert.

Alice: That's fucking cool! John: Look, I'll just keep out.

I'm just, I'm just gonna take five minutes.

I'll do, I'll just quickly, sorry, go on.

What I was saying [laughing] was that

I just started to feel that

you want every day to be...

not your birthday, for Christ's sake.

But, every day should be something, n-- n-- not

you know, you should feel that you're having your best life.

Alice: Yeah. - That's it.

That's what I'm meaning to say.

You should feel that you're having your best life.

Or your best possible life,

whatever that means to you.

You, fabulous...

hats off to you.

Thinking of going to Canada for a bit.

Maybe it'll work out, maybe it won't, but you're open.

Amazing!

You, you're having the best, the life that you want.

You know, you've made a...

a choice that's very d--

Andrew: Hang on, mum! [laughing]

No, but you know what I'm saying.

It's a [stammering] and I respect that.

I respect that...

Andrew: No, I'm-- I'm joking, I'm joking.

Your, uh, choices are, are different.

And I'm just saying that...

uh, there's such a lot.

[laughs]

John: There's nothing wrong with different, Andrew-- [laughing]

There's such a lot I haven't done.

- Ha-ha-ha. John: Andrews...

[giggling]

Alice: No! - Are you alright?

Okay.

[glass clinks]

What's the matter?

[sighs]

Maria: What's the matter?

[sighs]

I'm just scared, I think.

[clears throat] I'm coming in.

There's absolutely...

there's absolutely nothing to be scared of.

- I bet you'll miss--. - Are you okay, mum?

Yeah, I'm good.

I'm good, actually.

I really am good.

Just seems a bit...

No, no, no!

I wish I could go to [laughing] Canada.

You should go to Canada.

I know, you see, that's my [laughing] point.

- Yeah. - That is my point, exactly.

I don't feel...

remotely old.

Alice: You're not.

[Maria laughing] I really don't.

I mean, god forbid, there might come a day when I am...

incapacitated, when I-- my...

m-- who knows what?

Knees, hips, joi--

But, at the moment, I feel

absolutely alive

and capable and fit.

I feel fit.

I feel...

I feel...

[gasps]

Alice: Hey.

[sobbing]

Sorry. [cries]

What for?

[sobbing] Nothing.

[sobs] It's-- it's just nice to say it

to somebody... who listens.

I feel, um...

so full of potential.

[cries]

[gasps] I don't wanna think...

[sobbing] any aspect of my life is over.

Alice: It's not.

I know, I know.

I really know that. [sniffles]

Maria: I know it isn't.

[sobbing] And I'm not gonna let it be.

[gasps]

I'm not-- I'm not...

I'm not gonna let it be over.

[sniffles]

[sighs]

'Cause I've got a lot to give.

[sniffles]

Alice: Yeah.

Maria: Are you off? John: Yeah, they're off.

- Yeah. Maria: Oh.

Oh, well, [laughs] bye, darling!

Mm. [smacking lips]

- Thank you. - Ah!

Alice: I love you, dad.

John: I love you too. Right, take care.

Maria: Lovely, lovely to meet you.

- Um, yeah, absolutely. - Really lovely!

Yeah, delighted.

Okay, thanks. Oh, darling!

Andrew: Come on.

- Thank you, darling. - Goodbye, goodbye, dad.

[Maria laughs]

John: Okay. Alice: I love you.

[smacking lips] I know, I love you.

I love you too. [clinks on door]

David: Okay, uh, John, take care.

- Nice to meet you. - Bye! Drive carefully!

- Take care! - My bag!

- Take care. - Oh, yeah, don't forget that.

[laughs] Happy birthday, mum.

- Thank you! Thank you! - Hey! Love you, byes!

- Bye! Bye! Bye! - Okay, bye! Bye! Bye.

- Happy birthday. - Bye!

[Maria laughs]

Ooh! [laughing] Oh! Oh!

- Hah. John: Bye.

[sighs]

Well he's...

he's really lovely, isn't he?

- Well done, Alice! Heh. - Yeah.

He's great.

Well, ha!

We might be waving her off to [glass clinks]

Canada for a while.

[glass clinks]

Good on her!

All I can say!

[glass clinks]

[liquid burbling]

[rattling]

[glass clinks]

Yes? No? Hello!

Maria: Suddenly, you've got nothing to say.

That's kind of weird!

Had a lot to say earlier,

that's for sure.

Oh, actually, let me rephrase that.

A lot to criticize earlier..

as in me.

What are we doing with this?

- Chuck it? Maria: Just leave it I'll do it.

[footsteps]

[rattling]

- I said, leave it I'll do it. - I'm just putting it down.

Yeah. Just put it down, and then I'll...

[glass clinks] put some music on and...

have myself a jolly old time,

and deal with it all.

[glass clinks]

[rattling]

Actually, how fucking dare you do that in front of my children?

How dare you patronize me?

Leave my cards alone!

I'm just gonna put them on the--

Well, I'll do it.

Looking at what's been written, it's been written to me.

I haven't-- can I have nothing that's mine?

John: Me! Me! Me! I! I! I!

Yes, because it's my birthday!

Not that you'd know that with you.

Criticize! Criticize! Criticize!

Everything I said today, you picked me up on it.

John: Last 24 hours is for your birthday.

Alice and David have got some kind of

understanding of what it was I was trying to say.

Don't call me stupid in front of my children, no way!

- That's not happening. Maria: I didn't call you stupid.

Whereas, uh, uh, you, everything I said was,

you know, "Oh, well, look, she wants to do this."

And, "What's she saying?" [stammering]

Like, I mean, r-- really?

It's like I, uh, uh, I'm not allowed to say anything.

You want me to put on a straight-jacket in the morning?

It's unbelievable!

[clinks]

[John sighs]

Just leave me alone for a bit, just leave me alone.

John: Fine!

Just burn it off, alright? Just burn it off.

Fucking pissed off with not being listened to.

[clinks]

Just drink, just have a drink, Maria.

Just have a drink.

[clinks] Have a drink.

[liquid burbling]

- I really hate this. Maria: I know you hate it.

Maria: Yeah, good. - Oh, good?

Good that I hate it, is that your intention?

Is that what you're trying to do?

If you actually stopped and analyzed what's happened,

and what your reaction has been,

I think you might realise that it's not stupid.

All that's happened, listen to me,

all that's happened in the last 24 hours,

is that I've said...

god forbid me, I've said...

a few things about not being

blinkered about seizing the day,

about having freedom

to do anything that we want to do.

That is all I've said.

And you've taken such great umbrage to it.

- No. Maria: Which is one thing.

I'm trying to understand it.

Maria: Oh, really? - I do not understand it.

Maria: Well, then, why don't you ever say to me.

John: I'm not stupid. - Why don't you say to me?

In a calm, quiet way.

"Please tell me what you mean, Maria?

Please, tell me what you're feeling"?

John: You always just, you always fight me.

- Whenever I try and-- Maria: No, I don't fight you.

Maria: I'm fighting you now. - Yeah, every time I, every ti--

- I try to speak, you fight me. Maria: I'm fighting you now.

Maria: Because of the way you behaved today.

I was not allowed to say things to my children.

I was not allowed to share my feelings with--

John: But you said plenty to them, you said plenty to them.

And why shouldn't I? Why shouldn't I?

John: At my cost.

Why is me saying

that I might want to have some freedom,

and have an adventure, at your cost?

Why, is it?

John: Because every time I challenge you,

you take the piss out of me. Or, say, that I was just, that--

It was you who was the taking the piss out me.

I started to tell them the story about my friend.

And you said, "Oh, here we go!

Here's this story about this woman who's, uh--"

Whoom! Crush!

Everything I said, whoom! Crush!

And I'm not going to be crushed by you, or anybody.

[footsteps]

[grunts]

[rattling]

[keys rattling]

[thud]

[mellow music]

[birds tweet]

[music continues]

[clinks on door]

[thud]

[sniffles]

[music continues]

[chair screeches]

[chair screeches]

[sighs]

I'm not gonna apologies, because...

I don't see why I should have to.

But I-- I don't wanna shout.

I don't like shouting, but...

I would like it if you could understand that...

what we did when we were young.

We got this home and we... had the children.

And we... absolutely did it.

Maria: But there was so much...

that I didn't do.

[voice breaking] Things I really...

achingly wanted to do.

And just couldn't do them.

And now...

we don't have those responsibilities.

And... I'm not in my late twenties,

or early thirties, but I am

absolutely in my prime.

My prime.

And I'm not...

I'm not gonna waste it.

Maria: I'm gonna do this with, or without you.

That's it, really.

[chair screeches]

[mellow music]

[footsteps]

[footsteps]

[clinks]

[blows]

[clinks]

[sighs]

[sighs]

[clinks]

[zipper screeches]

[zipper screeches]

I'm sorry, John.

[footsteps]

Maria! Please!

[footsteps]

[rattling]

[clinks on door]

[thud]

[loud footsteps]

[keys rattling] Oh, shit!

[pants]

[loud footsteps]

[gasps]

[thud]

[metal clink]

[sighs]

[pants]

[engine rustling]

[engine revving]

Nice! Nice, nice room!

Very, um...

[clicks tongue] very bachelory.

Anthony: Yeah? - Ha-ha. You know.

The big TV and the big sofa...

Anthony: Uh-hm.

That's kind of... all you need.

Anthony: Uh-hm. - He-he-ha.

Anthony: All you need, indeed!

- Ah-ha. - Why you here?

Maria: Why am I here? - Mm.

Maria: Well, because...

there's this thing

that passes between...

two people.

And I think it's...

passing between us.

And...

I'm not gonna pretend it's not happening.

And I... want it.

Anthony: So... - Uh-hm.

Anthony: What you doing here?

I don't know. What are we doing here?

[smacking lips]

[smacking lips]

[sighs]

How's the wine?

[glass clinks]

Maria: It's going down well. - Mm, mm!

[sighs]

[groans]

[sighs]

[rustling]

Hey.

Hey, you.

[smacking lips]

Mm! [smacking lips]

Oh!

Oh!

[smacking lips] Oh!

[breathes heavily]

[breathes heavily]

[breathes heavily]

[breathes heavily]

[smacking lips]

[groan]

[panting and smacking lips]

[pant and moan passionately]

Yeah! [laughs]

[pant and moan passionately] Ah!

[laughs]

[moans]

[sighs]

[pant and moan passionately]

[smacking lips]

[laughs and groans]

[smacking lips]

[smacking lips]

[deep breaths]

[sighs] I think...

I'm going to have to resign.

Really?

Yeah.

I want new Maria.

I don't want old Maria any more.

[clinks on door]

[mellow music]

[keys rattling]

[clinks on door]

[metal clinks]

[music continues]

[sniffles]

[sobbing]

[sniffles]

[music continues]

[sighs]

John: Wasn't sure if you were coming back.

[footsteps]

[music continues]

[mellow piano music]

[music continues]

[mellow piano music]

[John gasps]

[cries]

[John gasps]

[John cries]

[sniffles]

Darling, you'll be alright.

[music continues]

[gasps]

[cries]

[footsteps]

[engine rustling]

[mellow music]

[music continues]

[instrumental music]

[outro music]