All language subtitles for Life_S01E03_Episode 3

Did they tell you how long? Six months,
at most, probably.

And where is Mark? It's all Dorothy and
Kat tonight.

Well, you can't be here. I'm busy. I
wanted sex.

It's just not worth all the... Sorry.
I've been driven out of my flat, and I

know that if I stay here, I am going to
drink some of that wine.

Twenty years ago, I had an affair with
Helen.

And I thought, what good would it do to
tell you?

You haven't noticed the ring, have you?
She's stepped back completely.

And when you do, I'll put it down a bit
for the best. I'm getting to make no

more demands on you, ever.

I'm her dad.

Mate, she's got a dad.

This is Gabby. I'm his girlfriend.

Right. Don't fall off the wagon, because
Maya needs you.

I've got to imagine what problem your
wife has with me, but can you... She's

dead. I think it's fine.

Someone told me about your wife. I'm
sorry.

Everyone makes mistakes, right?

We should go out, give it a go, like
expose a burglary.

You're my student.

Yeah, I know. I mean of a name.

I deserve some love, some kindness.

We love each other, don't we?

I don't know if I do anymore.

I don't know if I do.

You don't love me.

Because of Helen? No. It was a long time
ago, and I didn't tell you because it

meant nothing. I was trying to protect
you. I've never done anything like that

before, or seen you despite all that.
Please, listen to me. All our time

together, you've just now decided you
don't love me anymore?

Oh, don't try this at me.

Interesting. Really interesting.

Yes, it's hard for both of us, but we do
love each other, and whatever happens,

we are going to do it together. All
right?

That's exactly what I want. That we work
through this together.

I don't want to hear it.

You can understand my difficulty.

That's why I came to you.

It's a moral question.

Indeed. I told him maybe I didn't love
him anymore.

But he just stopped me talking.

Said he didn't want to hear it. Just
walked away.

And given what's going on, maybe he's
right.

Maybe it's selfish.

Six months?

Apparently.

Maybe I should keep my feelings to
myself, but... I hoped if we talked

that he'd understand, that we could work
it out somehow, and things could

change. I conduct a lot of weddings
here.

I talk to the couples about the
commitment they're making to each other.

We discuss the qualities that might be
important.

Support, honesty, respect.

We talk about the flexibility a lifetime
together requires.

As we seek to live authentic lives, we
must allow the space for authenticity

in others.

But it won't be perfect.

Our lives are a process.

Please, don't.

You try, fail, fail again.

Failed better.

People change.

And grow.

A good marriage will allow for that.

Maybe you could talk to him.

No.

I think that's something you have to do
yourself.

All he has to do is listen.

Yes.

Thank you.

Of course.

Storm tonight.

What?

On the weather forecast.

They said there'll be a storm.

Thank you. Thank you.

I want to talk about personal
independence payment.

Pip? Yeah, Pip.

I tried calling, but... Pip isn't
anything to do with me. Yeah, I know. I

with me about your benefit. Look, they
said I needed an assessment, so I go all

the way there to this room in front of
this man who seems friendly, but...

There's nothing I can do. Listen, I've
put together all my medical notes, and I

don't think he's even looked at them.

And I'm telling him about all the things
that I can and can't do, and he makes

me feel like I'm lying, but I'm not. I'm
telling the truth about needing help

with food and personal care and...

And by the end of it, I've lost my
money.

The money that I've had for years. The
criteria have changed. I haven't

The criteria. Actually, I have.

It's got worse. I get loads of bad days
recently, and I've got arthritis in my

hand from using it too much, which gets
worse and worse.

So, yes, the criteria have changed, and
I want to know why. That's not right.

It's those without any voice that have
been hit by the brunt of austerity.

Poor people, disabled people.

Hannah, I think maybe that's enough. It
hurts.

It's not just my arm.

It affects the whole side of my body.

It affects the way I walk and the way I
sleep.

I just need to speak to a human being.

I'm not begging.

That is my money that I'm entitled to,
to allow me to live my life like anyone

else. If you don't leave, I'll have to
call someone.

What are you doing?

Why didn't you back me up?

I didn't have a problem with the
pencils.

I'm being serious.

You were on her side, a hand on my lap,
trying to silence me.

I just didn't think it would help.
Hannah, maybe that's enough.

It's not nearly enough. This isn't
activism. This is my life.

We're getting married and I need you to
understand this. And more than that, I

need you to share it with me.

You're not...

I want passion and outrage, not
embarrassment.

It's not my fault.

Go on, let's just... Don't come home.

What?

Stay at your parents'. We haven't had
any time apart since the baby arrived

I used to get it, but now you're always
around for some reason.

Paternity leave?

Are we OK?

You don't want to... What?

God, yes, Liam, I still want to get
married. I just need some space, OK?

Just say yes.

Two pillars.

What? That's what they say a good
relationship is. Two pillars holding up

roof. And if they're too far apart, the
roof falls down.

But it's the same if the two folks are
together.

Fine.

Say yes.

Yes.

Get what you needed. Just extra clothes.

So, it's my birthday tomorrow.

I know.

I'll be fixing it.

I'm aware of that. Or my other party.

Here? Yeah.

Right.

Well, firstly, well done for asking.

That's considerate, Patrice.

But I'm afraid...

Since you arrived, I'm forever tidying
this flat.

And I don't want a bunch. It won't be a
bunch. Maybe you wouldn't invite a

bunch, but you put it on Insta -things.
Instagram.

It's got Instagram. That's not a thing
you can't know. You put it on there,

anyone could turn up.

Instagram's private.

We'll do something else.

Like what?

I don't know. A cake.

Okay. I've got out instead, then,
tonight.

Cut off her, so... Out?

Yeah, you know what going out is, right?
You've at least seen other people do

it.

You're not old enough.

That's my problem.

I really can't have a party. I've got no
choice.

Private medicine for the whole world,
isn't it?

Yes, well, let's not get into all that.

I have to pay the bills and I'm not
charging you.

It's none of your business.

You know, when I told this man the bad
news, his first thought was of you.

He said, what about Gail?

We won't tell Gail until we have all the
facts.

Not fair otherwise. But you have the
facts now.

Gail, take it from me.

I've never seen anyone handle it so
well. Robert, stop being so damn

and tell her what she needs to know.

His spirit's not dimmed then.

Thought that might be a silver lining.

Well, we'll need to gather how far it's
spread.

That will give us a sense of what
treatment we should use going forward

prognosis. Henry said six months.

Yes, it's not respectable, which means
certain options are no longer possible.

So we'll be looking at a course of...
Chemotherapy?

But it won't go into remission.

Unlikely.

Chemotherapy can be hard, of course.

But with luck, there will be a longer
survival. A year, maybe.

And when it takes over, what happens
then?

Well, it depends.

Vomiting, pain, weight loss, fatigue,
depression.

I'll become very weak indeed.

We'll get someone in to help.

I'm sure the children will do a bit.

It doesn't need to all be down to you.
But most of it will be. Well, yes,

probably.

But I mean, well... I mean, that's what
we signed up for, isn't it?

When we got married.

Thickness and health, yes?

You don't know how lucky you are to have
each other.

Going through something like this, it's
everything.

Suppose, essentially, it's about
duplicity.

Everybody is duplicitous to Shakespeare.

God or king, peasant, men, women.

As the witches say in Macbeth, fair is
foul and foul is fair.

And that idea drives him to commit
the... Sorry?

We're going to finish there for today.

Thank you.

10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16,

17, 18, 19, 20.

Cocktails. So as soon as the kids are
vaguely asleep and you're sure your

not going to have a breakdown being on
his own, get over there.

Good session today?

Yeah. Well, you work us hard. That's why
we're here.

You, um, you going out tonight?

Uh, yeah.

Dinner, drinks. Because I've got a spare
night tonight.

Perhaps, could I come along?

Of course.

We'd love that.

It's Galini the 7th. All right then.

See you there.

See you there.

Come, come.

Fine.

It's all we've got.

It heals.

Eventually.

Sure doesn't feel like that at the
moment.

Anyway.

Things are ticking over nightly here.
The upshot of attention to Kelly after

death was, you know, it's really,
really...

I mean, in fact, it meant more readers
than her work.

I'm not here about any of that.

It's her laptop.

Her work laptop.

Oh, right.

After she died, you took it to make sure
you had everything that she'd done,

that it was complete?

Yes.

And I wanted to have a look myself, but
I couldn't get in.

There's a password.

So presumably you must have it if you
took the work off.

In terms of anything unfinished, I'm
really happy to send it over.

I mean, there's nothing... Do you have
the password?

We... Yes.

What is it?

David, this is awkward.

What?

Kelly worked very closely with her.

Yeah, we picked up her submission.

There was a lot of trust there.

As with many writers, she left
instructions as to what should happen in

event of a death, and that included that
we remove all the work off a laptop,

but not give anyone the password.

Even me.

I'm afraid you can't go against her
wishes.

What didn't she want me to see?

We got the relevant files.

Anything else wasn't... Wait, wait. What
else?

She was loved.

By everyone here. And her readers.

David.

She adored you, I promise.

I said, maybe just... Fuck her.

Take it.

You don't have to take your shoes off.
Oh, right, thank you. Hey, there. On the

mat.

It's Kat.

Want to know where we're going?

No.

Vanilla. Yeah, mine's never been there
before.

Is Vanilla a club?

It's for girls.

You know.

Not really.

Are you going out too?

No. Are you dressed up?

No, I'm not.

Why are you dressed up?

Oh, very funny. Wait there, please.

Do you want me to open that now?

Up to you.

Right then.

But it would be polite.

Mum.

She even texted or anything.

Up in the present.

Oh, my God, mate, that's really
expensive.

It was my mother's.

Your grandmother's.

Oh.

Thanks, yeah?

Look, it... You'll lose it.

Give it to me and you can have it and
look at it when you like.

How was it?

Yeah, good.

We went to the park, looked at some
scrolls, and I told her our card work.

You all right?

Yeah, just a weird email from the guy
upstairs.

His wife died.

Liam not back?

He's at work.

Actually, though, he's at his parents'.
I needed some space if I'm honest.

Hmm. Dog ass.

What happened?

No, nothing.

I'm just not used to him being around
all the time, so it's... Yeah, my mum

dad argue a lot.

I mean, they love each other, but it's
Vietnam half the time.

Me and my sister are like, that's a
cover.

Napalm.

Napalm.

She's been knitting herself in the face.
Is that normal?

She can't believe her dad does napalm
jokes.

Well, she'd better get used to it.

Do you want to stay?

A cup of tea or whatever?

I don't drink tea. Whatever, then.

If it's not Mastermind Andy, you don't
have to.

I was just being polite.

Yeah.

Coke?

Sure.

That's it?

Coke.

Thanks. You're lucky. I hate fizzy
drinks, but...

Liam says there is guilty pleasure.

OK.

I like your flat.

Lamb lady keeps the rent, though, for
some reason.

Yeah, she's all right, your lamb lady.

You met her?

Yeah, we got talking one time.

She's nice, but... I don't know.

Something's not right, is it?

Hi. Oh, shit.

What are you... You're wearing your best
shirt.

Very nice.

Just one question.

What are you hoping will happen tonight?

That this girl will jump into bed with
you and do things?

Because, look, I love you, but you are
not experienced, to put it mildly. And

both know that you are missing me and
using her. Not good at all. What's on

laptop?

Hey. Hi.

Please.

Is this too formal? No, no, it's great.

I'm paying anyway, so I didn't want you
to have to worry about... I wasn't.

Right, good.

Look, I might not have much money, but
it's point of principle for me.

Pay me way. Yes, quite right.

Anything to drink?

Uh, yes, yes. Would you like a... Oh!

Sorry, sorry.

Don't worry about it. It's fine.

All right? All right.

We're very proud of you.

Yeah, please.

Yes, we would definitely like some
drink. Yeah?

Yeah.

What are you doing?

Moving my stuff into the spare room.

Where? Why?

You're not sleeping in here anymore?

That's right.

Okay.

Throwing a few things away, too.

I gave you this.

I know.

No, no, no.

I'm not playing games.

Neither am I.

I tried to talk to you. You didn't want
to hear it.

Well, all right, let's talk now.

All right, I'll tell you everything on
one condition.

That when I'm talking, you don't. You
listen.

Listening was my job, really. The right
answer is just to say, of course.

Of course I'll listen.

If you can't give me that reassurance,
then... Of course I'll listen.

You know, I crashed into Dawn and we
went for lunch. Dawn, yes.

Well, she'd last seen me so long ago and
she was surprised.

And eventually she told me that I seemed
like a shadow of the person she knew at

school. I see. But at school, I'd been
very extrovert.

And now, well, she also watched us
together and noticed how

much you talked over me.

How you didn't listen.

How you mocked me.

Mocked you?

Made fun of me all the time.

Yes, in a way that's funny, but that
undermines me. I'm not sure what gave

the right... I know, and I'm not... I'm
not saying she's right about everything.

But the problem was that once she'd said
it, I realised it was true.

You do do those things all the time.

I see.

And it went further.

She reminded me of the ambition I had,
the things I wanted to do. No one

you. She said at school everyone looked
up to me because I was funny.

She said extrovert, outrageous.

You'd hardly call me that now.

Well, you were young.

Yes, but what I've realised is I met you
at that time. We got on fantastically.

Henry, I don't want to be cruel in any
of this. Right, because... Feeling

But I have to be honest with you.

Yes, we got on.

We fell in love, or whatever you want to
call it.

But I was 22.

And now I'm wondering whether I made a
mistake.

Whether you weren't supposed to be the
one.

You were supposed to be the first.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, I am. I'm going to die.

Gail, I'm dying.

I know. Of course. Then stop talking.
Stop saying all of it. I was going to do

that, to not say anything.

But then you told me you slept with
another woman for two years and kept it

me and told our children and did what
you liked. And I realised, Henry, you've

always done what you liked our whole
lives. And I haven't. I haven't, Henry.

you never noticed.

So maybe now I'm allowed to say it. And
maybe it's up to you to find a way to

handle it.

Be sure.

What? Be sure of what you're doing.

Saying.

Because already you've said things you
can't undo.

I have a feeling there's no going back
from some of this.

I know.

That the whole part of me you've never
seen.

So what's on the laptop?

You're thinking she's seen someone else.

Well, we've learned.

Sorry.

Can you imagine her doing something like
that?

Let's not talk about that.

Oh, you can if you want.

I can't pretend it's not what you're
thinking about all the time.

It's okay.

Go on.

We're at school.

You...

Yes, we met at school.

No, you know, we just stayed together.

In her 20s, she taught and wrote a
novel, and then two more.

And they weren't bestsellers, but, you
know, they were good.

And then sometimes, recently, we taught
creative writing at the university.

And, you know, we were just happy.

You know.

Top story leading to physical contact.

Good.

I got the impression that you'd like
someone.

The moment of the kid.

And then me dad.

Three years ago now.

I'm really sorry.

Yeah. Good thing it.

Now I can do what I want.

No disapproval.

I'm free.

Why are you interested in me?

What? Well, I'm in mourning for my wife.
I can't imagine I'm the ideal partner.

You said I was interested.

Well, you are here.

Right. What is going on with these
emails? Are you organising something?

No. Since I couldn't get into her
laptop, I emailed everyone and asked

about it.

Everyone? I told them that Teddy had
another phone, that he'd been hiding

something from me and I want to know
what it is.

And what are they saying?

Nothing.

Just that they're sorry.

It's all pity.

Wow.

Just in case.

Enjoy.

Yes, I gather.

What's that about, then?

It's my name.

Yeah, but not for years, not since. Not
since you.

Exactly. Think of it as my maiden name.

Well, this is an unwelcome coincidence.

Not for me.

So, you're out, then, with, um... With
friends, having fun.

Well, speaking of which, Cheney.

Can I get another one of those, please?
And, um, what do you want?

I don't know what I'm asking.

And a large glass of pinot, please.

Thank you.

So, we need to talk.

What about?

Well, it's, um, proper conversation.

Won't bite.

Sick.

Better than ever.

I've missed you.

Sorry. Oh.

Maya? Hey, I need picking up.

It's just... What?

I need you to come and get me something.

Maya?

I need to go.

Sure, but what about our chat?

Fine. We'll meet Friday here, 10 o
'clock.

Good.

I have two questions to ask you about
all of this. Oh, well, thank you for

structuring this conversation in
advance.

Do you want to talk or not?

Firstly, even if everything you're
saying is true, do you think that would

been my intention, to do whatever you're
saying, to limit you, to not listen?

That would never have been what I
wanted.

Yes? Perhaps you weren't consciously
aware of it, no.

Right, good.

That's a start.

Which brings us on to the second
question.

You could have raised this at any point
in the last 50 years and said you're

doing it when I've got six months to
live.

You're saying it's my fault, but if you
never told me, how can I know?

I often ask if you're happy and you've
always, until yesterday, said yes.

So, to put this entirely on me out of
the blue is unfair.

Do you accept even a little bit of that?
I understand what you're saying. It's

true. I didn't know until now.

You're right.

When I first met you, you were out
there, protesting, outspoken.

Those hippie dresses.

When I came in through the French
windows and saw you for the first time,

speechless. And since then, I have never
asked you to be anyone other than

yourself.

Ever.

I used to see this a lot with my
patients. When there was a couple and

facing something, cancer, disease, the
one who was going to do the caring would

often look subconsciously for an escape.
No.

to do with that.

You said it wasn't your intention, that
I should have told you. But you still

did it, Henry.

You laughed at me, lessened me.

All the time.

What do you want, then?

Me to be completely different?

To stop making jokes?

To stop being the person I am? Yes,
exactly.

You have to change.

Can't you speak on the phone?

He said he'd rather talk in person.

Do you want me to come in with you?

No.

Can you wait?

Yeah. Yeah, I can.

Yeah, eventually I want to start my own
business, doing events, weddings,

birthday parties. What would it be
called, your business? Oh, I don't... It

doesn't matter.

No, it does. I mean... Taylor Maid.
Taylor Maid? Yeah, cos Taylor's my

But obviously you'll be taking his name
after you get married. No way!

His surname's Banner. So?

Hannah Banner.

Hannah Banner?

What about you?

Yeah, I mean, you can marry me if you
want. Hannah Danso. Much better.

I mean, what do you want to do?

Oh, right.

I don't know.

I just don't want to feel like I'm stuck
with anything.

Be free.

Talk to one thing.

Gabby.

Oh, no. Me and Gabby, we're... Not
theory? No, we... We've known each other

since college.

When I got back, we started seeing each
other.

Why did she come to the pub?

Honestly, she was jealous.

I think.

She says I talk about you too much. Do
you?

Why would I? Why would you?

Gabby's moving away, actually.

Far away, or...? Leeds. She's got a job
there. She wants me to come too.

I'm thinking about it.

Right.

It's not far.

I'll still visit Evie. Yeah, no,
completely.

Can I ask you a question?

What did you see in me that night?

I just wondered.

Really good hair.

What else?

You were wearing these killer boots.

They're really good boots.

And when I first spoke to you, you
laughed and put your hand on me, not on

arm or shoulder.

You reached over and touched me on my
side.

It was really close.

You made me laugh.

You still do.

I'm very funny.

What about me?

You were hot.

Is that it?

Well, yeah.

I mean, I didn't know you then.

You let me know.

I'm just going to go and check on Evie.

I won't come in.

10 .50.

I'm not gay.

I'm not gay. What's the matter?

Not to me.

Right.

You don't in any way look like you
should be here.

Where's Maya?

Yeah, she's, um, I don't know.

She got all pissy, thought I was dancing
with someone else, but it's like, calm

down, yeah, I really wasn't. Right, so
where is she now?

She went.

I tried to stop her, but you know what
she's like when she gets an idea in her

head. She told me not to follow, so I'm
like, fine.

You're going to throw this away.

It's our honeymoon.

You said she looked like me.

What? We were sitting drinking hot
chocolate.

And you went and found it on the counter
and you bought it.

And you said, that woman standing there,
she looked like me.

She did, exactly.

Even then, when I think about it, when
you said she looked like me, you were

laughing.

You said she looked like me because she
had a red face.

And you were laughing at me because I
had a red face then. You did. It was

funny. Yes, but, Henry, don't you see
that's the difference?

This thing that you think is romantic,
that signifies our marriage, is in fact

token, a perfect illustration of a
moment when you were laughing at me,

me ridiculous.

Well, you're not throwing it away.

So, given complete freedom, what would
you do?

I don't know. Oh, come on. Imagine I'm
not here, which will be a reality very

soon. What then?

What do you want to do that you feel you
can't? I've just told you. But surely

that's the point. We can't change the
path. So, unless this is an exercise in

making me feel guilty, what we are
surely talking about is what we do now,

Sometimes you don't seem to have any
love for me at all. What?

Even the way you just phrased that
question sounded more like an

Well, I'm sorry, the way I speak doesn't
match your standard. Don't get

defensive. Well, how do you expect me to
behave?

Actually, I think I've done rather well
tonight. I haven't walked out, I haven't

got angry, even though you've destroyed
our path.

Our marriage, my personality, and accuse
me of all sorts of things. What do you

want me to do when I'm feeling this? I
want you to think, Gail. I want you to

put our whole lives in perspective. And
then if you're not happy now, all I'm

asking is that you decide what you do
want instead. How can I when I don't

who I am? Stop making excuses.

Be practical about it. We've already
established it would never be my

to do what you're saying. Yes, but I
think subconsciously it absolutely was.

Well, that's very hard to prove either
way and very hard to blame me for. Using

me to prop you up, serving you your
whole life.

A servant, a pet, a slave to your ego,
rather than for a second thinking about

how you might find out what I... I don't
mean this to sound as critical as it

undoubtedly will, but this whole
conversation reminds me of talking to

Rachel when they were 15 years old and
going round in circles until you... I

think

you did know Henry.

On some level, I think you did.

And when you had the affair with Helen,
you did it because she was exciting and

I was not, and you knew that.

And instead of talking to me about it,
you just found it elsewhere because you

wanted me to stay small and predictable
and mum and good old, funny old Gail.

Henry, you knew exactly what you were
doing.

I don't believe a word of it.

Where are you going now?

All the information you need is in the
files.

Bill, contact number. What are you
talking about?

I'll take my phone.

I'll be fine.

But I won't tell you where I am. You're
leaving.

What does it look like?

You're making yourself look completely
ridiculous.

Oh, thank God.

I thought you might have gone home to
bed.

I'd be searching Manchester all night.

What are you doing here? You called me?

Yeah, I wanted a lift.

You hung up?

My phone ran out of credit.

Don't have any money or savings left.

How'd you find me?

With effort.

And asking people.

I went to your club.

Met your friends. They said you got
angry with them.

You didn't know why.

When I went home today, it wasn't for
clothes.

I thought there might be some change in
the sofa.

But I'd forgotten.

I hadn't thought that it'd still be
there on the carpet.

What do you mean? About ten minutes
before it happened, she called me.

She was like, Maya.

Then she called me again and she was
angry.

I'd always ignore it because it just
meant that she was drunk and wanted

to shout at.

She blamed me for everything.

I know.

Then about 10 minutes later, there was
this screaming.

But I thought I'd go out.

Stayed in my room, put my headphones on.

Then the screaming stopped.

Like, suddenly.

Then I went to go see Maya. She was sat
there on the floor staring at me.

Blood everywhere.

With smashed glass.

She cut her arm maybe twice.

And she saw me.

And she cut her arm again.

Just looking at me.

I got my phone and called the ambulance.

They were made by how calm I was.

She's ill. She's feeling what she's
feeling and she hates me.

Yeah, she's ill. You don't have an
excuse.

What are you... I don't hate you. Then
why have you been so fucking horrible?

You could have asked me for money.

Could have offered.

I just... I didn't think that you... I
don't

mean to be...

I've got problems of my own, but I know.

I know I'm the grown -up.

You have to promise me.

What?

Whatever happens, whatever I do, you'll
be there to look after me.

To fucking love me, because I don't have
anyone else.

Literally no one.

I might be 16, but that's not a child.

So you have to promise me, from now on,
I come first.

Jesus, what are you staring at? It's
simple. I promise.

Okay.

Where are you going?

Home.

Home?

Like, I don't know.

But it's your birthday.

It wasn't him.

He was just someone she'd contacted for
research.

As someone who'd been cheating on their
partner for a book she was writing.

While they were talking, Kelly admitted
that she'd done it.

In unfaithful.

And that's all he knew.

So it, um... Our marriage was just...

She was in Liverpool, right?

And there was this man.

He rushed past her and he knocked her
and she fell to the ground and she hit

head.

And then within five minutes, she died.

And I couldn't understand.

Why she was there in the first place.

And now I know.

I know that this might sound strange,

but I really don't care anymore.

I remember this wonderful production of
Doll's House at the Exchange.

Stop it. The big exit of the persecuted
woman.

Wasn't bad apart from the costumes, but
I think this is more dramatic.

Amazing performance, Gail.

A grand gesture. I get it.

You're really going to go?

It feels like I've been in the dark.

So long.

I've no idea what that means.

Go on, then.

I'm not chasing after you.

Good. Hope everything's okay with Gabby
and Lee. Yeah, thanks.

You really think you'll go?

Yeah, yeah.

Come on.

It's good you stayed tonight.

Yeah, it's been fun. Yeah, yeah. Look, I
was wondering...

I told him I needed space. He can't know
you're here.

Damn!

Hi.

Put the bins out.

I know you said you wanted to be alone,
but... Here.

Sorry, I... I can be passionate.

It's not fair, Dale!

Please.

Not I, not I.

I'll stand outside this window till I've
learned you're the best.

Just tell me what you heard.

If I can only find the word.