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-Dad, you were amazing! -Hey!

-Ohhh! - Who would have thought

one of us Haverstock boys would be on the West End stage?

-Look at that!

-You were so good. -Oh!

-Hey! Don't even think about it.

-For the nanny. -No, don't call me the nanny.

No, thanks. I'm good. I'm gonna keep a clear head for tomorrow's studio session.

Seriously? You're gonna stay sober the night before a session with Sara,

but you turn up stoned twice in one week for the school run?

That's not true. That's not truuuue!

Right. Let's go, kid, come on. Let's get back to the party.

-David, I'll see you later. -Cheers, mate.

Let's toast you.

Hey, but chill about tomorrow. You've got nothing to worry about.

Thanks, kid. And you.

Your dad's super excited about his daddy-daughter day.

It'll be mega. I've got everything planned.

What!

-...except on stage. - Oi! Hey!

-Hi! - ...it was brutal, babe.

-Hey, there he is. -Hey, Ethan!

-Oh, he's the worst. -I hate him.

-What'd you think? What'd you think? -Oh, it-- Wonderful.

-Really? -Yeah.

Hollywood is gonna be stamping their feet for your return.

Have you given any more thought to the--

Whoa! Uh, let's not talk about work in front of Sara, shall we?

Oh, sure. Yeah.

But, uh, how soon can I get you out to LA

for a sit-down about this superhero franchise?

It's a big bucks game changer. You're perfect for it.

Slow down, slow down.

Why don't we see if the play brings in a more prestigious offer,

like, uh... an Oscar contender, perhaps?

-Huh. -Right! Let's get ourselves to the party.

-Come on. -Let's go.

Tell me that you've decided we're gonna spend the summer in Ibiza, please.

-I'm musing on it. -Oh.

This is not like any of the other residencies you've had.

Thi-- This is Amnesia, it is the shit.

When I said no more jet-setting, I meant it. Gabs needs normality.

Come on. It'll be like the old days. Girls on tour.

The old days were not that good.

Me stuck working, and Gabs having tantrums.

-I had fun.

Look, we all deserve some excitement. Life here is like that play, fucking dull.

You just wanna go so you can screw your way around Spain.

Mm-mm. I am quite satisfied in that department, thank you very much.

Ooh! Who is he and when can I meet him?

Oh, he's nobody special.

He's just... a nice guy.

No strings and a massive--

-I love you, Ast.

I know asking you to move here was big,

and it's not as fun as touring across Europe,

but I couldn't have done it without you and your filthy mouth.

Filthy mouth?

-So you wanna hear about his massive cock? -Yeah, yeah, go, go, go.

It's huge.

Dad, what is Aunt Lydia doing? Oh! Wait!

-These posh people.

Letting good food go to waste. Mmph!

John 6 says "Let nothing be wasted." Wastefulness is godlessness.

Will you please distract her for me?

I've got some serious schmoozing to do.

Don't worry, I got it, Dad.

Aunt Lydia! Hi, how are you?

Ursula! It is so good to--

Little David, eh?

You looked so, er... gargantuan on that stage.

But, er... what is wrong with your body?

Aunt Lydia! This is Ursula, a very well-respected critic.

Uh-huh, Ursula.

Don't you think he looks like a skinny child?

-Erm... -Are you sick?

Ah, Zofia, where is the food?

And I want you to settle an argument for us, eh? Once and for all.

Who has suffered the most? The Jews or the Blacks?

-What? -Zofia. She insists, historically,

-her people have suffered more than mine. -Ah!

Zofia, stop the waffling, eh?

-Which was worse, the gas ch-- -Er, Aunt Lydia!

Ursula, please don't mention that in your review.

- Grace! -Thank you so much.

For what it's worth, I thought you were brilliant.

"It requires a huge leap of faith

to take David Hartley seriously as a virile and threatening Stanley."

Oh, my God.

"No one wants to watch a mediocre...

a mediocre movie star prance around on stage

mistaking pretty pouting for toxic masculinity."

Nasty reviews sell papers.

That says more about the journalist's talent, not yours.

I couldn't take my eyes off you.

I thought you looked so sexy in that dirty T-shirt.

Please...

Please stop, stop, stop.

Mum and Dad are coming tonight. I'm terrified.

Are you really thinking about your parents right now?

Some of us actually care what their parents think.

Yeah, but your Dad's gonna be disappointed whatever,

because he's an asshole.

Warning, little girl approaching.

-Are you both decent? -Mm-hm.

Now, you have to have patience with Charlie today. He likes to be right.

When you give him an idea, you need to make him think that he's come up with it.

Okay.

All the antioxidants from the cupboard. To keep your IBS at bay.

I can't wait for our day together!

Your dad can't wait either!

Do not let this ruin your day out with her.

Hey, what are you saying? You all right?

No, no. I've got all the records, innit. I collected them.

Move the fader up. What are you saying?

Yeah. Put the fader up a little bit.

Is that more bass? Can you--

I think a bit like this... Is that a sample? Yeah.

Nah, I think-- Is that a sample?

Pass the headphones. Yeah.

Ooh, fish fingers!

Yeah, I've come for the session, innit.

Yeah, yeah, you all right? Yeah, you all right? Cool, you know.

Bro! You do realize she's seen you before, innit.

As Gabrielle's nanny, you know, covered in glitter looking for her homework.

But it's the first time she's seen

-man like Charlie Ayo, the artist! -Ooh!

Charlie, it's not how you look that matters.

It's about your sound and your chutzpah!

-Okay. -Yeah, don't worry.

Saint Cecilia, the patroness of musicians, will go before you.

Who is it? My chauffeur?

No, not my chauffeur.

Tell your parents to stop sending me gifts!

-I'm getting married. -I-- I know.

My fiancé thinks this whole you pretending to still be with me thing is weird.

-Pfft. Hmm... -So do I.

Excuse me. Yeah? You'd be lucky to be Charlie's missus.

-Bro! -Man's onto big things.

-Yeah, yeah. -Tell her who you're working with.

I've heard that before.

Actually, this is it. Like, I'm working with, like...

-You ain't gonna believe it, Alicia. -I don't care.

-I'll see you later then, yeah?

What is it? Let me see.

-Snails. - Oh!

Pets?

No, my love. Dinner.

I ain't eatin' none of that.

-Can you move that one? -I don't like this.

♪ To my London crew ♪

-What's happenin'? -Hey.

-You all right? - Where are you going with those?

-A DJ convention?

No, I thought we could start the record off with some scratches.

Like '80s hip-hop scratches?

Yeah, even do like a roll call and everything. You know what I mean?

On a dance record?

Yeah, it'd be like, erm... you know what I mean,

a homage to... to our roots as DJs, you know, and, erm...

Like a... fusion of sounds, just get people groovin'.

I like your ambition, but I think we need to keep it simple.

Scratching can be a bit...

Tokenistic.

Yeah, we don't want people to think it's overcooked.

Mm-mm. No, no, definitely not, yeah.

-Yeah. -Cool, I'm gonna leave you with Tommi,

-to unpack the stems and get started. -You're leaving and you'll come back?

-Yeah, see you in a bit. -Yeah, okay.

-A bit of space? -Yeah man. Yeah.

Thank you.

What does tokenistic mean?

Check me out. Check me out. No one's gonna be as good as this.

Ow!

Those chicken wings haven't changed since I was a kid.

Charlie told me this is where you went when you skived off school.

What hasn't he told you?

Oh, I know all your secrets.

Do the words "dad's BMW," "joyride" and "total write-off" mean anything to you?

Yeah, Dad made me wash cars for an entire summer after that.

Yeah! I'm glad you don't treat me like that.

You're a cool dad.

Yeah!

But you know what would make you even cooler?

Er... we should ask your mum first.

Don't you ever get bored of feeling like you have to check with Sara?

Everyone thinks that she runs things.

But your parenting decisions are just as valid,

if not more.

Really?

Really.

Thanks, Dad.

All right, hold really still for me, please, darling.

-Shouldn't hurt--

♪ Sweet love ♪

♪ Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh ♪

-♪ Spread love ♪ -Let's hear it.

♪ Sweet love ♪

♪ Spread, spread, spread ♪

♪ Spread love ♪

I've supersized everything, boss.

Yeah it's definitely different. I don't even recognize it.

Mm... I think something's missing.

-I think we need to warm the vocals. -Okay.

♪ It's all love ♪

Hey, Tommi, get up.

Turn it down? Turn it down a little bit?

Bit more.

There's a good lad. Erm, maybe if I just re-did the vocals, like, completely...

No, you don't need to redo the vocals.

I just want to warm them up a bit.

I want your voice to fill the whole track.

Yeah, but do you think the big room sound is really workin'?

-Well, it's commercial. -Yeah.

But I'm not sure.

♪ Sweet love ♪

Me neither, you know?

I feel like we should do more, like, experimenting,

maybe, like, an hour, but...

maybe you're in the room this time, hm?

♪ Sweet love ♪

I mean, we don't have to rush.

We take a break.

See if inspiration hits.

Look, I don't want you to feel like I'm wasting your time, you know what I mean?

No, no, no, I want this to be perfect.

I'm not gonna put my name on something that's half baked.

-You're gonna put your name on it? -Yeah, we're collaborating, right?

Yeah. Awesome. Yeah. Yeah, I just...

I don't want you to feel like I'm using your name as leverage

for my... you know.

Maybe I'm using your name as leverage.

Yeah, as if.

I mean look, I'll be straight with you, Charlie.

I didn't think that your tunes were my vibe.

But this has something and I want in.

-Boom! -Let's give your ears a rest.

Yeah.

Let's give my ears a rest.

"David's light was dimmed

by a real star named Grace Gellern."

Oh, sorry, Gabs.

The only talent Grace has is her choice in plastic surgeon.

I mean, everyone was so distracted by her boobies,

they didn't even notice that she had a terrible accent.

She's got nothing on you.

I promise I won't look at that again today.

-Aah!

It's fine, answer it.

No.

No.

Are you happy here?

Yeah, it's great. I love it.

-Really? -School's getting better.

Also, I got a new bestie.

-Yeah? -His name is Hunter.

He's a local entrepreneur,

and his dad's in prison because he hit someone with an iron bar.

Even Charlie thinks he's cool.

I know I've been distracted with the play,

which has meant you've spent a lot of time with Charlie.

It's fine, I like spending time with Charlie.

Well, that's good. But you'd prefer to spend time with Dad, right?

My stomach really hurts.

Well, heights can make people queasy.

Come on. Let's get a seat, princess.

What's that?

-What's what? -Nothing.

Er...

What is it?

Oh.

-Oh, no. It's okay. It's okay.

-It's not a big deal. I mean...

Er... Is it?

This better be worth it.

Wow.

This is worth it. Yeah.

Is this your spot?

My spot?

Where you go when you're stressed or uninspired?

Oh, no, this is where I go to avoid Aunt Lydia.

I can't believe David never took me up here.

Well, it doesn't have good memories for him.

We used to buy our weed from up here, and, erm...

one time we got busted by a park patrol.

He did a runner, ended up spendin' the night in the woods...

-And his dad grounded him for weeks.

Oh, he's so stressed about his parents coming to the theater tonight.

Really?

I didn't know he was back in contact with them.

Uh... It's strained.

I think he's only doing this play to impress them.

Yeah, we all do things to impress our parents, I suppose.

Oh yeah, what do you do?

-Me? -Yeah.

I can't tell you that. You'd lose all respect for me.

Ah, I saw you playing with Gabs's dollhouse the other day, alone.

- No, you didn't! -If I didn't lose respect for you then...

Erm... Okay, well...

My parents...

think that I'm a big music mogul at a massive record label.

They also think that I'm still with Alicia, my ex who they love,

but she's engaged to someone else.

And I send them all my residuals, every quarter...

and just pretend it's new money.

See? Shouldn't have told you that, should I?

Nah, it's cool.

Relationships with parents can be tricky.

Oh, yeah?

What's eatin' your parents?

Your success, your talent, your perfect family?

No, but they're Republicans.

-Right.

Yeah.

Do you like what we've done with the record so far?

-Can I be honest? -Yeah.

No, I don't.

-Hope you don't mind me saying. -It's good.

If we're gonna collaborate, I want the truth.

Sure.

-It sucks. I'm joking. I'm joking. -Come on, let's get back to work.

Okay.

Tell me all your thoughts back at the studio.

"Most young ladies have their menstrual period at 12 or 11.

Ten if they're unlucky."

Please call Mom.

It's okay, I'm here, I've got this.

-"Symptoms include back pain,

stomach cramps, acne..."

Hm? "Irritability."

Dad, please get me out of here!

The pods don't move any faster than this. I'm sorry, darling.

Oh, did you know, menstruation occurs

-in primates such as apes, bats...

...and elephant shrews?

-What's an elephant shrew? -Dad, shut up!

Just call Mom now.

So, go to the pharmacy, they should be able to help.

Idiot!

Is Gabs all right?

I know he's your friend, but he's a fucking dumbass!

Hey, all right, let's get you out of here. Come on.

Come on.

Come on, darling.

Up there. This way, this way.

Okay.

I've got two items here.

One of them...

looks like a...

funnel?

I... I guess you just...

Hold on a minute.

Hold on. Hold on.

I've got the instructions to the tampons.

Ah, tips for beginners.

-"The secret to insertion...

"...is to relax.

If you're tense, the muscles in your vag..."

Your privates will be too tense to...

My daughter's having her first period.

Right. And you think it's okay to shout tampon instructions at her?

All she needs is a sanitary towel, love.

Right. Thank you.

Gabrielle, open the door a little.

I'm going to pass you a sanitary towel.

Gabs, open the door. It's Mom.

What are you doin', bruv?

What's a menstrual funnel?

Ah.

The one day I get to hang out with Dad and I ruined it!

I ruined it, Mom!

And he's being so stressed about the play.

And I just made it worse!

-Just try and breathe.

Slowly.

-Did you do anything fun today?

We ate fried chicken at the canal.

And he let me get my belly button pierced.

What?

Of course I haven't had a nervous breakdown.

If I wanna spend the day with my kid and not pick up the phone, then I will.

Ah.

Right.

Fine. Yeah. Yeah, yeah. Fine. Sure.

Fuck off.

I've gotta go to the theater.

-The director wants to tweak things. -You've gotta go?

-Can't they, er, do it without you? -No, I don't get a choice, Charlie.

I know the reviews are shit, but they might need Stanley to tweak Streetcar.

Well, I reckon you should at least say goodbye to her.

Okay? She's just gone through something pretty horrible.

Show her that you care, yeah?

What? Of course I care. I've just spent the whole day with her,

and half an hour freaking out because she locked herself in the toilet in tears.

You're her dad. You don't get brownie points for that, mate, sorry.

With all due respect, you have no idea how much shit I'm going through.

Oh, come on, everyone's going through shit, David., all right?

All I'm saying to you is don't miss out on your daughter's life

because you're going through shit.

-Welcome to the real world, mate. -You what?

-Yeah. -Fuck off, Charlie.

Go do your job.

Do my job?

It's so soppy, right?

-I know. - They know about us.

- All they know is that I'm...

I'm never there when you need...

Hello?

Precious Gabrielle.

I heard about your red badge of courage.

Welcome to womanhood.

♪ Welcome to womanhood ♪ ♪ Welcome to womanhood ♪

♪ Welcome to womanhood ♪

Hey!

Thanks, Aunt Lydia.

I will make you a special Nigerian herbal drink

for the next time the Red Queen comes to visit.

-Mm-hm! -I'll tell you when that is.

-Maybe. -Okay.

I hope to see you soon, though.

Eh!

She is such a polite girl.

-Ooh! -Yeah, well.

Shame about her dad. Dickhead.

Charles, a hot-tempered person stirs up conflict.

But the one who is patient calms a quarrel. Hm?

-Okay. -Mm-hm!

No, no, no. Is that a snail?

-Yeah, so? -No, thanks.

You are too posh for our food now, eh?

Hm.

Mm!

I'm sorry Dad was such a doofus about getting your period.

Doesn't matter.

I have all summer to drag him around my favorite places in London.

Ooh. Can I come too?

Obvs.

First, we're gonna go swimming

-in Hampstead Ponds. -Mm-hm.

Then we're gonna watch a play in Shakespeare's Globe.

And Charlie said that he'd take us to Notting Hill Carnival.

Wow! Somebody did their research.

Yeah. Hunter said he's going to take me to all the raddest places in town

and then I can take you and Dad.

Sounds perfect. Actually...

About Hunter...

Can he come to Latitude Festival?

Well, that was supposed to be family bonding time, but...

Let me talk to Dad about it.

Don't you ever get bored of feeling like you have to check with David?

Everyone thinks he's the one who runs things.

But your parenting decisions are just as valid, if not more.

You really think so?

Huh. Is that the line you used

to persuade Dad to let you get a belly button ring?

-Ah, busted! -Oh, you can't manipulate the manipulator!

Seriously, we have to get that thing out before you get gangrene.

Yeah, but after the movie, right?

Yes!

What is she wearing?

I don't know. She's in love with a vampire.

-You can't trust her choices. -I long for the days

-we no longer fear the light of the sun... -Like, who can know what she thinks?

...what they always say about the path of true love...

Yes, I do.

Whoa! Yes!

Yes!

Brilliant!

Who in their right mind buys a man flowers, eh?

It's a tradition in the theater, everyone does it.

-Mum didn't fancy it, then? -Ah, it's not her scene.

She'd be asleep before half-time.

It's called an interval, Dad.

Your work over in the States dried up, then?

No, not at all. I just wanted a new challenge. That's all.

We're trying to get Gabrielle settled down somewhere.

We felt like London was the best option.

Well, keep this up,

you won't be able to pay her fancy school fees.

You need to get back to driving fast cars and jumpin' out some planes.

-That's where the money is.

Oh.

Oh, hello, Jerry.

How proud are you, seeing your son on the West End stage, then, eh?

All right, Charlie. You think so?

There was only two stars on that stage tonight, and that was the girl's tits.

Right, lads, I'm off. See you later.

See you later.

Still a dickhead, then.

-Want one? -Yeah, go on.

I'm sorry about earlier. I was out of order.

I don't know what I'm doing here, Charlie. Play is a fucking disaster.

I can't cope with a single day alone with my kid.

Sara and I, well, we're not good.

That's the thing about long-distance relationships.

We've never actually been together long enough

to figure out just how bad our shit stinks.

I think you're being a bit dramatic.

Listen, relationships are always up and down. That's the way they are.

And listen, most men would have panicked

at the sight of their daughter's first period.

All right?

Listen.

I've been offered the lead in a new movie.

An amazing director. Money is madness.

And it's kind of the best thing I could get for an actor like me.

-That's great, man. Congrats. -Yeah, yeah, yeah.

But it films overseas, so I'd have to go away again.

Listen, mate, I wasn't having a go earlier.

But I meant what I said, you know.

Don't be one of these guys that misses out on their kid's life just 'cause of work.

I know, but I came here to prove myself as an actor, and I'm a joke.

You know what it is to have ambition. Being an actor was always my dream.

So why am I killing my career here when I can be a success in Hollywood?

Is it worth missing out on your family?

But I've also gotta provide for my family. This ain't gonna pay the bills, is it?

Look, I'm gonna go to LA when this play is over.

I'm just gonna see if this film's the next right move for me.

But let's keep this between us.

-David-- -I know I'm playing with fire.

But I need to sort my head out before I tell Sara.

Here, man. Cheers.

Thank you. I respect you for always being straight with me.

And the play...

I liked it.

Come on. I was a bit crap.

No, you were shit, but...

Seen you in better. Let's put it that way.

Don't worry about it.

♪ Now is the time for all good men ♪

♪ To get together with one another ♪

♪ Iron out their problems And iron out their quarrels ♪

♪ And try to live as brothers ♪

♪ And try to find peace within ♪

♪ Without steppin' on one another ♪

♪ And do respect the women of the world ♪

♪ Just remember we all had mothers ♪

♪ Make this land a better land ♪

♪ Than the world in which we live ♪

♪And help each man be a better man ♪

♪ With the kindness that you give ♪

♪ I know we can make it ♪

♪ I know darn well we can work it out ♪

♪ Oh, yes, we can, I know we can, can