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- Beautiful night. - Oh, yes.

(FARTS)

The drains can catch the back of your throat,

but if you're not downwind of them, it's very pleasant.

Just think, this time tomorrow, you'll be Mrs Mel Harvey.

I'm not changing me first name.

No, no, that's just the way we'll be invited to functions.

Mr and Mrs Mel Harvey.

Ooh! What functions will we be invited to?

Just you wait, Madge.

Just you wait.

(MICK SIGHING)

Those are me knees.

Hmm. Well, thank God for that.

- You all right? - Yeah, I'm fine.

You're not still worried about your mam, are you?

She's 68 and she's getting married tomorrow.

Yeah, well, she's old enough to know what she's doing.

Hmm.

I hope so.

Talking about being old enough to know what you're doing, come here.

JANICE: Eh, eh, eh! Don't wake the kids.

MICK: Oh, it's all right. Come on.

Madge, would you mind if I put my arm round you?

No. Of course not.

You're a very handsome woman. You do know that, don't you?

Well, I've managed to keep me figure, I suppose.

You've done more than that.

MAN: Yeah, that's it.

- What the bloody hell? - Who's there?

Come on, get on with it. I've only got a bit of tape left.

What the hell do you think you're playing at?

What am I playing at?

What about you? You're the ones on Dogger's Beach.

Doggers what?

People having sex in public.

Don't tell me you didn't know!

(SHUDDERS)

Madge! Mel!

What a lovely surprise seeing you here.

Jesus Christ! I might have known you'd be here.

Hello.

Oh, we've not missed any action, have we?

No, I think the one in the wheelchair is a bit shy.

Oh, you did know this was a dogging beach, didn't ya?

We don't even know what "dogging� is.

It's happening all around you.

(GRUNTING)

(MOANING)

Oh, my God.

Well, what am I looking at? I can't see anything.

Thank God for that. Your stomach's a bit dicky at the best of times.

Come on, princess. Bloody perverts.

I can hear a squelching noise.

Come on, we're off. Animals, the lot of you.

Oh, dear.

Oh, well! Up for a threesome?

Absolutely!

(ALL LAUGHING)

- Martin... - No, don't say anything.

- Could I... - No. Seriously.

I know why you left me. It was to get some space.

That's exactly what I'm going to give you.

I'll be by the pool.

- But I.. - No!

- Would it... Could I... - Ah! Ah!

...have a cup of tea?

How are you feeling?

Rough as a dog's arse.

Yeah. You looked a bit worse for wear

when Chantelle brought you home last night.

- What time did I get in? - Oh, I can't remember.

It was late. I think she said you'd both been watching telly

in her apartment while her family were out.

I don't remember that bit.

I think watching telly was...

- What do you call it? - A euphemism.

What do you call it when you want to use another word for having sex?

I'm going for a lie down.

All right, son.

Here you are. Get your laughing gear round that.

- What's that? - Bacardi and coke.

It's 10:00 in the morning.

I know, exactly. Only 15 hours of free drinking left.

Morning, boys.

Oh! Morning, Gavin. How are you feeling?

Have you heard from your mum?

- Not yet, no. - Oh!

You off to the wedding today?

We hardly had a chance to say hello to her.

Nice day for a wedding, isn't it?

I mean, one minute she's there, next minute, she disappeared.

Not a cloud in the sky.

If it were me, I'd be worried I'd said something to offend her.

You know, marching off without even...

Sorry, Jacqueline, can I stop you there?

Thank you.

We had a bit of a run-in

with Madge and her gentleman friend on the beach last night.

What? You went on the beach after Neptune's?

Oh, yes. It's quite a tradition in Benidorm.

It's not everybody's cup of tea.

But we always take our video camera down there.

Always something interesting to film, if you know what I mean.

Are you serious?

Oh, yes! One year, Jacqueline and I got someone to film us

recreating the famous love scene from that movie...

- Oh, what is it called? - Free Willy?

No. What was it?

- From Here To Eternity. - Hmm.

Bloody hell! And you say Madge and her boyfriend were down there last night?

Yes. They didn't last long.

Although we did meet a very nice Welsh chap, didn't we?

Oh, yes! He lasted a lot longer.

Toto, I don't think we're in Kansas any more.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

- Who is it? - It's Mick.

What do you want?

Here comes the bride, 60 inches wide

Here comes the vicar wearing women's knick...

Do you mind?

Here you are, bit of Dutch courage.

- What are you doing here? - Well, I just came to say hello.

See if you need any help. Where's Madge?

Downstairs, getting a last-minute suntan.

(MICK LAUGHS)

And I'll have no wisecracks from you, thank you very much.

No, no. It'll do her good to get a bit of colour.

I'm not sure what colour there is left for her to go, but...

Sorry. Sorry, just a...just a joke.

Well, here we are then. The day of the wedding.

(MICK CHUCKLES)

Have you just come up here to state the obvious?

Personally, I've got better things to do.

No, no, I just wanted to say, you know, um,

it's not too late for you to back out.

You got ten seconds to leave this room.

No, don't get me wrong. I don't mean cancel the wedding, just postpone it.

Why would we do that?

Well, Madge has only known you four weeks.

We only met you just over a week ago.

I think, we should just spend a bit more time to get to know you,

that's all.

Sit down.

What do you want to know?

Well, we know you've got a couple of sunbed shops, but, apart from that...

My full name is Melvin Churchill Harvey.

I was born an only child in Leeds, on Christmas Day, 1939.

Opened me first bakery in Kirkstall in 1962.

My only wife died in 1979. No children.

By 1992, I had 14 sandwich shops,

which I sold for 1.8 million when I retired in 2005.

I opened a sunbed shop in 2006 for something to do.

Six months later, I had five shops.

And I'm currently considering an offer

from a multi-national fitness club to buy me out.

What else do you want to know?

(GULPS)

What are we doing sitting here, eh?

Nattering on like a pair of old women when you,

you should be getting ready for the happiest day of your life.

Which is what I was doing before I was interrupted.

I'm going to leave you now to get on,

but if you need anything, anything at all,

you just give your old son-in-law a shout, yeah?

Very kind, I'm sure.

-3:00, on the beach. - That's right.

Don't bother coming to get me. I'll make me own way down there.

All right. I'll see you later, then,

Dad.

Telle, does this look all right for during the day?

Yeah.

You're not even looking.

Trust your nana to get married with ten minutes notice

when nobody's got anything decent to wear.

Come on, Telle, you need to get changed.

I've told you twice, I'm not wearing that dress.

It's your nana's wedding day.

Her and Mel have bought it for you to wear.

Yeah, well, there's two reasons why I'm not wearing it.

(SIGHS)

Look who I found outside,

tanning her beautiful, golden skin in the Mediterranean sun,

the blushing bride herself.

I think he's drunk!

Come on, mam, what are you playing at? It's 2:00.

We had to come the long way round.

Didn't want to bump into Mel.

It's bad luck for him to see me before the wedding.

He's marrying you. How much bad luck can one man have?

Oy! That's enough cheek from you. I've never seen a better suited couple.

I'll be through in a minute, mam.

- Are you pissed? - Oh, what makes you say that?

Well, you've spent the last 16 years winding me mother up.

Now, you're all over her.

I have just found out that our future father-in-law is a multi-millionaire.

- You're taking the piss? - Oh, no.

Oh, no.

So, you can tell your mother

that I'll wear the frigging bridesmaid's dress, if it'll make her happy.

Are you going to help me with this dress?

I'm coming, mam.

- Oh, my God! - Yes!

We're in the money Don't call me honey

(SCATTING)

(SIGHS)

Nobody gets in if they haven't got a wristband.

I don't want any riff-raff.

No problem, boss, I take care of it.

Haven't seen the vicar, have you? I asked him to get here early.

It was Reverend Tim you booked?

He works in a gay bar in the old town on the weekend.

The local vicar works behind a bar in a queer club?

Oh, no, no. He no work behind the bar. He is the drag act.

Very good.

Mel! Hey, what a spread! I knew you wouldn't let us down, dad.

Wristband.

Wristband.

Are you taking the piss? You know who I am.

I took it off 'cause it was annoying me.

No wristband, no entry.

- Come on, sod the lot of 'em. - Right.

Uh, I might just go in for one glass of champagne. Would you mind, son?

I do love a good wedding.

GEOFF'S MUM: Oh, thank you.

Unbelievable!

(THE WEDDING SAMBA PLAYING)

Well, you've got to hand it to them. They've done it in style.

Oh, and lovely, isn't it?

What was your wedding like?

Oddly enough, nowhere near as camp as this.

Excuse me, darlings.

My, God. I think I might actually love Benidorm.

Telle! Telle!

Pass us your wristband. I can't get in.

What? So that you can get pissed and fall asleep again?

Yeah, I'm sorry about that. I think I must have had me drink spiked.

I'm actually East Lancashire's Real Ale Drinking Champion.

Do you know, it's funny how you're champion at all sorts,

but you can't actually do anything.

You're an expert on most subjects, but you don't really know anything.

I know I was probably crap in bed,

but I don't remember anything.

Which is odd, 'cause you're probably

East Lancashire's Memory Champion as well.

I can memorlse 60 random objects!

Really? Well, that's fascinating!

And I'll tell you something else interesting, Geoff.

We didn't sleep together.

Just 'cause I'm a teenage single mom, don't mean I'm a slag!

A bit like, even though you know all the capitals of the world,

it don't make you an interesting person.

- Quarter past three. - Don't worry, she'll be here.

- Hope she's not had second thoughts. - You're not the only one.

(WEDDING MARCH PLAYING)

(ALL APPLAUDING)

I'm confused. Can she walk or can't she?

Why walk down the aisle when you can glide?

Dearly beloved...

Jesus! The vicar's got more make-up on than me.

...here on this wonderful, sunny afternoon...

- I'm between shows. - Oh.

To witness the marriage of Mel and Madge.

It is at this time that I would like to say a few words on behalf of...

Shall we sit together? I'm on me own as well.

Oh, yes, okay.

...during this gay musical that we call life.

I heard your wife left you.

I am sorry.

Well, she didn't exactly leave me. She just needed some space.

Oh, I see. Well, I suppose...

Hello.

Mel and Madge have been lucky enough

to find each other during life's closing number.

Jesus! He's pushed the boat out here, this must have cost him a fortune!

Don't worry. There's plenty more where that came from.

If any one person here present knows of any lawful impediment

to this marriage, then he or she should declare it now.

JACK: Janice!

MAN: Hey, who's that?

It's your last chance. I got the car with me, we can go anywhere you want.

Did someone order a taxi?

- Jesus Christ! - It's that lad from last night.

If you won't come with me, just give me one more kiss.

I can't stop thinking about ya.

- Get rid of him. - MATEO: Okay.

Janice! Janice!

- One more? - I don't think he's all there.

I think he might have learning difficulties.

He'll have fucking walking difficulties if he comes anywhere near me!

JACK: Janice!

- Shall we continue? - Yes, let's.

Do you, Madge Delilah Barron, take Melvin Churchill Harvey

as your lawful wedded husband...

- What was all that about? - I don't know.

- What did he mean, another kiss? - I honestly have no idea.

...or in health, to love and to cherish till death do you part.

I do.

Do you, Melvin Churchill Harvey...

Kate, I know I've handled this situation badly, but people make mistakes.

Martin, I've been to see someone this morning.

- A lawyer? - A doctor.

Oh, my God, I knew there was something wrong.

I'm pregnant.

- But when did we... - The night of the arm wrestling match.

But we were told I couldn't give you a baby.

People make mistakes.

(KATE LAUGHS)

To love and to cherish till death do you part?

- I.. - MARTIN: Yes!

(WOMAN LAUGHING)

Sorry.

To love and to cherish till death do us part?

(MAN SCREAMING)

Fucking hell!

(MEL EXCLAIMS)

(ALL EXCLAIMING)

I'm sorry. Are you all right?

(MAN SCREAMING)

No! Get me down!l

Oh!

GEOFF: Mother! Mother!

MADGE: Oh, Mel! Mel!

He said "I do" I heard him.

- Hey, that was lucky wasn't it? - Get out of the way, you idiot.

Mel! Mel! Can you hear me?

Oh, my God. That's it.

I've lost him. That big, fat lump tried to kill him the last time.

He's done it now.

(SOBBING) What am I going to do?

His feet are moving!

They are. His feet are moving.

- He's not dead! - Come on, dad, you can make it.

Don't go towards the light. Whatever you do, don't go towards the light!

(GROANING)

Come on, Mel, you can do it.

(MEL GROANS)

- He's allve! - Yes!

(ALL CHEERING)

Now, come on, someone get the vicar. Let's get this wrapped up.

What do you think you're doing? He needs to go to hospital!

Look...

I really think he should go to a hospital.

This man has waited all his life to meet the woman of his dreams!

Get that vicar here now!

(MEL MOANING)

Read, fast.

Do you, Melvin Churchill Harvey...

Who are you?

That's the vicar, Mel. You've had a bump on the head.

Who are you?

Oh, shit! Mel, Mel, don't panic, it'll all come back to you.

You remember Madge, don't you?

(MEL EXCLAIMS)

What's happening? Where am I? This isn't Lytham St Annes!

He's lost his memory from the bash on the head.

I've seen this happen before.

Oh, yes. A friend of ours, gay Derek,

once got concussed by the buckle of a leather harness.

That's right. Didn't know his own name for over a month.

And then, in a freak accident during an advanced step class,

he managed to kick himself in his own head.

Memory came back, just like that.

Mel, come and sit down for a minute.

(ALL EXCLAIMING)

JANICE: Jesus!

MICHAEL: Dad!

Jesus Christ!

What do you think you're playing at?

I was trying to get his memory back!

(MADGE CRYING)

Lock him up and throw away the bloody key.

What are you doing? I was trying to help him!

We're the only family he's got.

Sorry, I didn't mean to cause a scene.

Get that little shit away from my wife!

Janice! Janice!

Janice, I love you!

Janice!

MADGE: I'll get you! I will!

(SOBBING)

Oh, I do love a good wedding.

Down in the land of the Rlo Grande

When people are married, they always have a dance

The music is grand, to a samba band

And people are carried away with such romance

Ole, ole, the wedding samba

Will bring a timid se�orita to her feet

And when they play the wedding samba