Original subtitles

Liam, this is Andy. He's the father of our child.

- Good to meet you. - Yeah, you too.

You guys are going to make a good family. - We all will, right?

Andy, where you going? - I want you to take Maya.

- SHE GRUNTS

- What happened with your mum?

- They sectioned her. - Sectioned?!

- She's cutting herself. - So she's yours now.

- She can't stay at mine. - She'll have to.

- So tell me about your wife, then. - We're just really happy.

- You look a bit miserable to me.

Can I get your number? Just in case I've got a question

about the course. - I can't imagine

what problem your wife has with me, but... - She's dead.

- I'm...

- ENGINE REVS SHE SCREAMS

TYRES SQUEAL

SHE GRUNTS

- You nearly hit her?

- Yes, I know, I just...

- Gail...

..he's awful to you.

It's been going on so long you probably can't see it.

- Oh!

What?

- Six months...

At most, probably.

- HE SNORES

DAVID: - Today is a good day.

- Good attitude! Yes!

- Mm.

- MESSAGE ALERT

- Hey, email from Frank

asking if you'd sent him anything in the week before you died.

- No, I didn't.

- He says, "Did you use your other email address?"

- I don't have another email address.

- Hmm. That's what I thought.

- Oh! I miss toast!

- Yeah, bad luck. - Mm.

- I'm going to completely ignore that girl today, by the way.

- Yeah, if you could.

- Yeah. Never replied to her text message.

- Well done, you. Is that Marmite? You bastard.

- Do you want some? - Oh, yeah.

- No, but, really, do you want some? - Ah!

- Do you want...? Ha! Ha! No, I've got to go, I've got to go.

- BABY WHIMPERS

ALARM RINGS

Seven o'clock. Your turn.

EVIE CRIES

Sh.

DOOR OPENS

Hey. - Morning. - Hi.

EVIE CRIES

POUNDING MUSIC

- Turn it down. - You look really '80s.

- Don't be rude.

- No, I mean the decade, not that you're old.

- As I told you... - Shoulder pads.

- As I told you, I've got an interview today.

- Another one?

What is it about working in an office?

Why do you suddenly want to do that? - Because I need the...

Doesn't matter.

Look, I've made it clear, you can't leave my flat like this.

- I know you're, like, massively obsessive

and it bothers you, but you've just got to let it happen.

I won't be here for ever.

- MESSAGE ALERT

- Oh, shit, I'm late.

Now, remember, I'm at Kat's tonight. Bye!

- SHE GROANS

Thanks very much. Bye.

- Gail, where are the bin bags?

- SHE SIGHS

# I'll stand outside this window

# Till I'm fairly sure

# Just tell me what you heard

# Life

# The sun will rise again for us

# Each day as if the first

# If I could only find the words

# Life

# My angel. #

- Boba Fett. He's the best. I had one when I was a kid.

The bounty hunter?

That's not my one, that's eBay.

- Right, thanks.

That's nice.

- She's a baby. That's got all sorts of small parts.

She'll put it in her mouth and choke.

- Yeah, well, that's what he does, kills people.

I'll get something else.

- You've been busy, then?

- Yeah, yeah, got offered some extra shifts, so I thought,

"Could do with the money," and I wanted to give you some space so...

- Space? She's your daughter, Andy.

It's been three weeks.

- No, I know, but... - Do you want to hold her?

- Erm...

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Can I?

- Course. Oh!

Here we go.

Special treat. That's it. Just put your arm underneath.

Yeah? - All right. - That's it.

- You sure? - Yeah.

- Hello.

- Hello, Evie.

- Not crying yet. - Yeah. - That's a good sign.

- So do you think you'll come round more often, then, from now on?

- EVIE WHIMPERS

- What?

- Just cos, you know, it'd be good to know.

- Liam, it's OK. - Yeah, I'll be around.

- Yeah, when?

- Just... You want to know exactly or...?

- Yes, please.

- Why?

- Cos I'm her dad, and consistency is really important.

- Yeah, I know, but... - So, what?

You'll come round tomorrow? Saturday?

- Oh, Liam, just leave it!

- Look, I want to be here, yeah? But I've got to work, and...

- EVIE CRIES

- Oh, sh, sh, sh, sh.

- CRYING CONTINUES

- Look, I...

Oh, shit.

- CRYING INTENSIFIES

- Evie...

- CRYING SUBSIDES

- Hey!

- Takes practice.

- You did really well.

Are you around tonight?

I... I need to get out anyway. Why don't we all go down the pub?

Get to know each other?

- Fine.

- Yeah.

- So although the roots of The Merchant Of Venice undoubtedly lie

in The Jew Of Malta, there are common sources for the two plays,

and the anti-Semitism would have been a context

that the original audience would have embraced

and implicitly understood.

What Shakespeare does brilliantly is give them what they want,

but with a twist...

- Hey. - Oh, er, hi.

- I, erm...

Someone told me about your wife.

I'm sorry. - Right. Thanks.

- Are you talking to anyone about it?

- Er, yes.

- Who?

- What?

- Who are you talking to?

- Er, oh, friends.

I'm seeing some tonight, actually, some of my wife's old friends.

- Oh, OK. Good.

- Are you... Are you heading this way?

- Yeah. I'm going that way. Yeah. - Right.

- CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYS

- Oh, you didn't fancy getting something new?

- Oh, there wasn't anything I liked. - Really?

You should've brought me along. Sort you out. What's that?

- Oh, just some old thing.

- No, no, no, I like it.

How do I look? Cummerbund.

Got a brand-new cummerbund.

Yes, good.

Licence To Kill.

- HE CHUCKLES

- Come on, or we'll be late. Chop-chop!

Don't want a repeat of last year, do we? They all thought we'd forgotten.

Whenever anyone mentions brunch,

it makes me want to put them through school another year.

What could possibly be achieved with brunch

that couldn't better be done an hour later with lunch?

There's something wrong with this whole generation,

messing up the country.

- You'd rather it was lunch, I'll tell Jon. I'm sure he won't mind.

- That's a difficult conversation, best we're on solid ground.

- Yes, well, I agree with that.

- Good.

Erm...

Good.

Erm... - Are you all right?

- Er, yes, yes.

Er, no.

I need to tell you something.

- What?

- No, I just...

All this has dislodged some thoughts.

Well, I'm sure it's the same for you.

The thought of death puts things...

There's something I haven't said,

and I don't want you to find out after I'm gone.

And although we think we've got time...

Sorry, not making sense.

20 years ago, I had an affair...

..with Helen.

It went on for two years.

We decided to stop, and she told her husband at the time, Richard.

She told him and they broke up.

And I...

Well, I knew, for me... Somehow I knew it was a one-off.

It never happened before and never been repeated in the 20 years since,

and I thought, you know, "What good would it do to tell you?"

So I didn't.

And that was fine, but...

Well, now circumstances have changed, haven't they?

The thing is, as you know, Helen is probably going to be there tonight.

So...

Sorry.

I'm sorry, Gail.

Is there anything you want to say?

I mean, I can hardly remember it,

and it made no difference to anything.

- HE SIGHS

- Actually, I have to say, it feels so good to tell you.

Been carrying it for so long.

A relief.

Anyway, shall we?

- DOOR SHUTS

TAPPING ON WINDOW

Hey! - Not hey.

Get off my surface.

What happened to my flat? - I'm Kat. - Not interested in who you are.

What happened? - I'm with Maya.

- And where is...? - You didn't get the job, then?

- You said you were out.

- Yeah, well, Kat's mum doesn't believe in lesbians.

We thought she was away, but she's not, so hello.

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

- Handyman?

- What? No. - If you need something broken

as an excuse to get him round, we could...

- Don't be ridicul... All right, actually, it is him,

but he's not doing any work, he's coming for... - Sex.

- ..dinner! Leave!

- If he's coming for dinner, take him out. - I shouldn't have to!

You've already got in the way once... - Yeah, well, Kat's taken off

her shoes and I'm in my jimjams. - Yeah, I like your jimjams.

- Get off my fucking island!

Fine.

I'll text him.

I'll tell him to meet me...somewhere.

But I want this place spotless when I get back.

- Yeah. Sex palace. Got it.

Straight people are so weird.

- I'm not straight, actually.

I'm just normal.

- So straight.

- DOOR SLAMS

Here's to us, right?

Well, three weeks in. - Well, to you two.

I get to go home.

- Yeah, well, I'd agree with that.

So do you think you'll come round, what, once a week, or...?

- Liam, let's just have a good night, yeah?

He's already said as soon as his shifts come in, he's going to...

EVIE WHIMPERS

- Oh, she's hungry.

- I'll find somewhere quieter.

EVIE CRIES

- What happened, then? - What?

- You didn't think about protection or...? - Oh!

OK, er, well, it must've split, you know.

We didn't... We didn't notice...

- And why didn't you call her? - Look, when she told me

she was pregnant, by the voicemail,

I called her back straight away. - I know, I know.

She said you asked her what she was going to do about it.

- Sorry, what is this, mate?

- When a woman tells you she's pregnant, there's one response,

and it's not, "What are you going to do about it?"

- By that point, she'd met you, so, I guess, yeah,

I... I did wonder if she would want to keep it.

- Well, what would you have preferred?

To me, it seems like you want your life...

..fun, nights out, drink. - No.

No, no, no, I don't, that's not... - And I'm saying, "Go do it."

Stop paying.

Stop seeing us.

- You know, just step back completely.

- Yeah, sure,

one day you'll get a young woman knocking on your door,

wanting to meet her real father,

but, for 20 years at least, you're free.

- I'm her dad.

- Mate, she's got a dad.

Just come round tomorrow...

..tell her you're done.

I'll sort the rest.

Look, Evie's got two parents, she doesn't need three.

Mate, it just feels like the best thing for all of us,

know what I mean?

- Getting on?

- Yeah. - Yeah.

- Do you mind taking her for a walk, get her to sleep?

- Yeah.

- EVIE WHIMPERS

LAUGHTER AND MUSIC

- Our children have all the problems of middle age

without, it seems, the independence.

- Canape, madam? - Crashing round, asking for money...

- You'd hate it if you never saw them.

Oh.

- We're telling them tomorrow. They're coming round for brunch.

- It's lunch now. Henry... - Anyway, whatever it ends up being,

Gail will rise to the occasion, never let them down yet.

- ..do you want...?

- Can we talk about cricket? - I thought you'd never ask!

- Sorry. Er, what are they?

- Erm, I don't know, chicken things?

- Oh, lovely.

Are you a student?

- Yeah. - Medical?

- English. Me flatmate's a medic. Knows I want the work. Got me this.

- I don't know how you deal with it - people being so rude.

- Getting paid.

- I know, but...look around you - all millionaires, multimillionaires.

My point is, they could at least be polite.

SHE CHUCKLES

- Do you know what? I like you.

- I...

I can't tell anyone here, but I just found out my husband had an affair.

- Oh, my God! No way.

I... I am so sorry.

- I'm having a very strange night.

Feeling a little unstable.

- Oh, er, do you want to sit down? - Like I might do something I regret.

No, no, I'm fine.

RAUCOUS LAUGHTER

Oh, gosh, I hate these people.

- Why are you here?

- Oh, we come every year.

We never discuss it. It's just assumed. Tradition.

My husband, I suppose.

I'm supporting my husband.

Oh, and there she is.

Helen.

She's the other woman.

I'm sorry.

- Gail! Hello!

Oh, you're looking delightful, as always.

And you're both well? - Yes. Thank you.

No, actually, he's dying.

- Oh, my God. - He'll be dead within a few months so...

He doesn't want to tell people,

bring down the mood, but I just thought, as you're so close,

you'd want to know.

- Oh, Gail, I am so sorry.

Is it...? - Pancreatic cancer.

Advanced, which means there's no cure, really, so...

- Look, if you need anything, just say the word.

- Erm, Helen? - Darling.

- I wanted to tell you something.

LAUGHTER IN BACKGROUND

- You all right?

- Gone. Senior moment.

- Oh! You.

Nora. There you are.

- You know, when I hate everyone at a party, I leave.

And if I can't leave, I get drunk.

I'm just giving you the option.

- Anyway, tell me about you.

- What? - Just what you're like.

I... I know it sounds weird, but I don't know anything about you.

- Well... - Hello, hello!

I know we were meeting later, but I thought I'd surprise you. - Yeah?

- And I wanted to meet the baby!

- Oh, the baby's gone for a walk with her, erm...

- This is Hannah.

- Oh, yeah! Hi! I've heard so much about you.

- Really?

- Yeah, all the time.

- This is Gaby.

She's... We're... We're like...

- I'm his girlfriend.

- Right.

Good to meet you.

- I assume you've heard a lot about me, too?

- I... - We mostly talk about the baby. - Oh?

Well, fair enough, I suppose.

You all right, then? - Yeah, just, erm...

I'm just tired. - Can see that.

God. At least you're in the pub, though, eh? Least that's something.

- Shall we? - What?

- Do you want to go, then? - Go? Not particularly, no.

- Yeah, come on, we've got a big night ahead of us

and Hannah needs her sleep, so...

- What? No, come on, at least let me get a drink.

- We'll get a drink in town. For the...

- What?

He says you've got a boyfriend. - Yeah.

- And is it serious, the two of you?

- Very.

- Good.

- # Don't call me up I'm going out tonight

# Feeling good now you're out of my life... #

- When we moved in, there was all this furniture.

Oh, ghastly stuff they hadn't told us about -

book shelves, bureau, wardrobe,

chest of drawers, shoe rack,

table, bookcase,

chest of drawers.

- You said that.

- We eventually just called the local charity shop.

I mean, we probably could have made some money selling it,

but life's too short.

- What? - Well, life's too short, isn't it?

Don't you think?

Are you all right, Gail? - Life's too short.

I agree. - Yes.

- MUSIC: Titanium by David Guetta featuring Sia

# You shout it out

# But I can't hear a word you say

# I'm talking loud, not saying much

# Raise your voice

# Sticks and stones may break my bones

# I'm talking loud, not saying much

# I'm bulletproof, nothing to lose

# Fire away, fire away

# Ricochet

# You take your aim

# Fire away, fire away

# You shoot me down but I won't fall

# I am titanium

# You shoot me down but I won't fall

# I am titanium

# I am titanium... #

LAUGHS CHEERILY

HEARTY LAUGHTER

- Have you had a few?

I leave you for 40 minutes!

I thought you're supposed to be driving me home?!

- Stop laughing.

- 40 minutes, and you're having a fit on the dance floor.

- LAUGHS

- Oh, don't let me put you off.

I love it! - Stop laughing!

- What? - Stop laughing at me!

Stop laughing! Stop laughing!

CLATTERING

- Oh!

- I'm sorry. Sorry, sorry.

- Tipsy.

- I always said Kelly had the straightest face if she wanted.

I mean, she'd be joking for about 20 minutes and no-one would notice.

- And vicious! I got this tattoo, showed it her.

It was of my dog, who I loved. - Vicious?

- Kells looked at it and told me it looked like a radiator.

- It did, though. - Yeah, but she was

the first one to say it. - She could also be very generous.

- Yeah, yeah. But do you remember that time when she got so drunk

and she couldn't stand up and she found that, like, trolley

and she just wheeled herself instead?

- I... I don't remember that.

You know, all this stuff, it's, er... - Sorry? - Well, that's not

how I think of her. - Well, it's different. You're her husband.

- Well, yeah, but she wasn't bad.

- What? - You're making it sound like

she was bad and... - No, not bad.

She was just...naughty.

- LAUGHTER

No, no. She wasn't... She wasn't naughty, she was good, she was...

You know, we had that at the heart of who we were. It's...

Sorry. I don't mean to be too serious, sorry, of course, but...

But it's just... It's important, you know.

From when we first got together,

we said we wanted to be good in the world.

And she was.

- I know, but no-one's perfect.

- No, I'm not saying that... That.

- Everyone makes mistakes, right?

- I might get a drink. Anybody want a drink?

You want a drink? - I'm good, thanks.

- HEARTY LAUGHTER

- Hey.

- Hey.

- I thought you might be lying about the drink.

Making it up, but, er, no, here you are,

in the university pub with your friends.

- Oh, they're... They're Kelly's friends. - They look nice.

- Hey, Doom Bar, please.

They're not.

They're her mates from university,

but clearly they didn't know her very well.

It's quite upsetting, really.

And a...and a complete waste of my ti...

Cos it's not like people are queuing up to go out for a drink with me

at the moment, you know.

You might not understand this,

but when something like this happens, when someone dies...

- People back off. Yes. I know.

- You know?

- Yeah. And I know why.

- They don't want to think about death.

- No, I think that would be excusable. I mean, who does?

No, I think it's that people don't know what to say.

I mean, they're sad, they're awkward.

It's easier to be somewhere else.

- You, erm...?

Look, I wanted to say, er, that I would appreciate it if you didn't,

you know, tell anyone anything about what happened with us.

- Nothing happened.

- Yes, it did.

- It was just a kiss. - A kiss.

Exactly. - Yeah, it was nice. Didn't you like it?

- Yes. But I... I just... I... I wouldn't...

I wouldn't want to give anybody the wrong idea...

- People are just going to think what... - All right,

all right. I'm just asking. - All right, I won't say anything.

- Thank you.

- He lives in my building.

- Oh, no way! He's my tutor.

He's not dealing with it, is he?

- No, I know, I know, it's awful.

- Rum and Coke. - Cheers!

- So what are you going to do, then?

- When I was young, I used to have

this image of a little house by a lake.

- Yeah, I love it. - You know, the moon on the water.

Changing weather. - Yeah, I know.

So do it.

Go find yourself.

- No. Whoever I am, I'm not cruel.

- What's that? You keep touching it.

- Some things are best kept secret.

- Suits me.

- Cheers.

- DOMINIC: Yeah, so I started to properly cook only a few years ago -

you know, with actual ingredients -

and I thought I was good at it, too,

until I went round to my sister-in-law's house

and her friend went on that MasterChef,

which is a completely different thing.

She was doing aged foams, crustaceans, I'm like,

"I don't think my chilli carbonara's going to cut the mustard."

Pardon the pun.

So, you don't fancy cooking?

- I just thought we could go out.

- Oh. But you like cooking?

- No, not really.

- Do you go out a lot, then, to restaurants?

- No.

- You strike me as somebody with a close-knit group of friends.

That's sort of how you come across, kind of social butterfly.

I... I didn't, erm, not during the marriage.

I mean, since the split,

I've been working on it.

Now I've got a group of mates on WhatsApp.

Er...

..to make each other laugh, which is good.

Got any holidays...? - Aggh!

- Sorry, are you...? - This isn't working.

- EXHALES

- You're very nice, I'm sure,

and I'm... I'm... I'm sorry about what you've been through,

but I just... I don't... I don't want...

- SIGHS

- No, I haven't got a group of friends.

I'm not sure that I...

..really have one friend.

I don't know what WhatsApp is.

I pretend I do - I don't.

And I don't want to be here...

- Oh. - ...doing this...

This... I wanted sex, but it's just not worth all the...

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.

- Oh, well, maybe you should.

LAUGHS

- If you knew me, you wouldn't suggest that.

None of this is your fault. It's mine.

I can't think of a single thing to talk about.

Anyways...

..er, enjoy dinner.

Have another bottle of wine on me, just...have dessert, you know.

Whatever. - Sorry, have I...?

- No, it's not you, it's me. It's me, me.

Not you. Stay there.

- But, I mean... - Just stay.

- I mean... - Stay there. Please. Stay.

Let me go. Let me just...just go.

OK?

- OK.

- Good.

Bye.

Sorry.

- You know, when my cat died... - Jessington?

- Jessington. She was like, "Boohoo, get over it, buy another one."

- No, she thought about it a lot.

She sent you a card... - And I did buy another one, and do you know what?

- David, what did you say...? - I felt better.

It was exactly what I needed. - Oh, God, sorry.

- Are you all right? - Yeah.

It's just I have to remind myself she's gone.

I'm just getting on with my life, and it's like,

for a moment, I forget and I go to call her and...

- To Kelly.

Fucking miss you.

- David, are you...?

- All night.

All night, you've been talking about her

like...like...like you knew her.

I've not recognised anything that you...

I mean, you said that she wasn't perfect.

Well, she was. She was. She was pretty much...

Unless, of course, you want to tell me something I don't know?

- What do you mean? - Well, it's what you said earlier.

It sounded like you wanted to... - No, I... David.

- No, don't! Don't! Please, don't...

- Excuse me, excuse me, sorry, sorry.

David?

I've had a long night, I'm very tired,

and Saira's just called me a cab home.

And I just thought I'd say, in case you wanted to share?

Sorry.

You must have friends of your own.

- Erm, yeah, a few, yeah.

I find big groups difficult.

You know, I've never liked the idea of people watching me.

Kelly and I didn't dance at our wedding.

I couldn't face it.

She really wanted to, but I...

- We should go out. Give it a go.

- No. You're my student. - I mean as a mate.

- I... I don't, I'm not sure if that's... - Although I did see you

looking at my legs earlier, but, you know, we'll ignore that.

- No, I wasn't. I... I...

- It's all right, you're only human. - No, I mean, honestly...

I'm sorry if you thought that I was looking at... - Look.

Look, look, look, you're going through a tough time

and maybe you should talk to somebody

who genuinely has your best interests at heart.

You've got my number, right? - Yeah.

- So call me if you want, we'll go do something.

And, erm, if you want an expert, talk to Gail.

Er, she's paying, by the way!

- Erm, sorry, an expert at what?

- Dancing in public.

- No, no, I wasn't looking at her legs.

DAVID SIGHS

- You all right?

- I, erm, I see her...all the time,

up in my flat, like she's haunting me.

- When you've lived with someone and suddenly they're not there...

..it must be...

- No, it's more than that.

I'm worried I'm going to find something out.

- Like what?

- SIGHS

- Look, if you need anything...

- Yeah. Thanks.

# A sober midnight wish flies

# Over the roofs and down through the years

# Hope that you and yours are sleeping

# Safe and warm in size formation

# While three chambers of my heart

# Beat true and strong with love for another

# The fourth

# The fourth is yours

# Forever. #

BIRDSONG

- Mm.

- She wakes!

Breakfast...

..is ready.

I thought you could probably do with a lie-in.

And I know what you had planned, so I made a start.

Did my best.

I left the lamb, thought you might want to do that.

But I had a go at the sauce from a recipe

in this book here. Vegetables are chopped, roughly.

And, er, yes, breakfast.

Eggs'll go cold if you don't make a start.

I wasn't laughing at you.

I was pleased you were enjoying yourself.

I was worried it was to do with what I told you about Helen.

You do know that was a very long time ago,

and in a way - I know this may sound strange -

but it should be reassuring.

Most men in a long marriage make mistakes

and their wives will never know.

With me, there's only been one.

I've told you now, and that's it.

Not perfect.

But...

..comparing our marriage to the average...

..maybe...not so shabby.

How are the eggs?

- I should get dressed.

- Are you all right? It's just...

..because we've got them coming over, and it's a big thing.

It's important to me that... we're together.

- Of course.

Thank you for the coffee.

- Pleasure.

- I'll get ready and come back and take over.

- Sounds good.

Those moves!

- What?

- Those moves were incredible. You should go on Strictly.

- Five minutes.

- No problem.

- You do know me. Of course you do.

- What about the things they said?

When you went out together, getting drunk...

- Yeah, sometimes I did, but that's not... - That you were rude.

- I am! I can be,

mostly to inanimate objects and parking wardens,

but, yes, I'm direct.

You know that.

You like that.

What?! - Why were you there that day,

in Liverpool, at the station?

You had no reason to be there. No meetings.

No... No contacts, as far as I can tell.

DOOR ENTRY BUZZES

Hello?

- Hi. It's Daisy.

- Come in.

DOOR ENTRY BUZZES

Come on up.

Look, I'm sorry about last night.

- Oh, I'm sorry.

We were insensitive.

But I'm not here about that.

- Right, er, well, would you like a coffee? - No.

No, no, no, I'm fine, er...

Oh, God, this is difficult.

Last night, you said if there was anything about her,

something you weren't aware of...

And it's hard, but...

..I decided that, if I were you, I'd rather know.

- Know what?

- Kelly came over to see me one night about four months ago.

And we had dinner and we talked...

..about war monuments,

because there was one in the thing that she was writing

and I studied them,

and she showed me a picture on her phone, and she gave me her phone...

..but it wasn't her normal one. - Well, I have... I have her phone.

Wait, er...

This one.

- It wasn't that one.

It was black.

- Why would she have another phone?

- I know, and I asked her about it, and she...

..looked caught out.

And said, like, "Shit."

And I asked why she had it, and she just said,

"Don't tell anyone."

"Particularly don't tell David."

But things have...changed now.

- Well, there'll be a reason.

- David, whatever this is, you're right, she was such a good person.

- Yeah...yeah.

- All right. - Yeah.

- That was amazing.

- Thanks, Mum. - No worries.

- Even more impressive, given the night your mother had. - Henry!

- Not sleeping again? - Sleeping was fine.

No, we had a medical department fundraiser last night.

- Henry, please! - Your mum got rather tipsy.

You don't mind me telling them! She ended up dancing.

- Dancing? Mum! - Yes.

- That's brilliant. - Was she any good at it?

- Well, she certainly didn't hold back, put it like that.

- Mum, that's great, dancing! - Well, you didn't see it.

She rather drew the attention of the room.

- Ah, who cares? Love it. Good for you.

- Shall we do this, then?

- Do what?

- CLEARS HER THROAT

- Your father has something to tell you.

- What? - Do you want me to...?

- Yes. I think so.

- I...

SIGHS

All right.

- Is everything OK?

- Well, your mother has only known for a couple of weeks, but...

..I've been having medical tests for a while,

and the...upshot is that...

..I have been diagnosed

with pancreatic cancer... - God!

- I'm afraid it's...terminal.

Probably got six months.

Could be a little longer, but, er, six months is our best guess.

- Are you, er, having treatment?

- Yes, to give me as long as possible, but it's...

..very advanced, and it's inoperable, Jon.

That's certain.

I've had an amazing life.

I really have.

I've been the luckiest man.

Your mum and me are...are blessed.

And knowing at least means we've got time to prepare.

- So this is why you got drunk last night, is it?

- What? - Of course it's why she got drunk!

Fair enough.

Oh, God, Dad.

- It wasn't. - Well, it probably had something to do with it.

I mean, in the weeks to come,

we're all going to react in strange ways, aren't we?

- I'm sure! But my getting drunk last night

had nothing to do with your diag...

- Anyway, what's important for all of us is that now you know.

Upfront.

Honest.

And we can be there for each other as...family.

- What about the other thing?

- What?

- Are you going tell them that?

Or shall I? - I... I don't know what you mean.

- What you told me last night.

- I don't think... - You don't think that's their business?

Why not? - What do you mean?

- Who wants cheesecake?

- So this other thing is the reason you got drunk last night?

- Rachel, you like pudding, don't you? There we are.

Well?

Are you going to explain?

There you are, sweetheart.

All right, then, I will.

20 years ago, your father had an affair with Helen McCain.

It lasted for two years.

He hid it from me - and from you both, of course.

He only deemed it newsworthy

when we arrived at the party last night.

It was playing on his conscience.

Oh, there's cream there.

I just think that, as we're nearing the end,

and if the purpose of this is to let you know the truth,

then I think we should do that.

And accept that our marriage, our lives, even,

hasn't been the perfect thing you just claimed it to be.

- This is cruel.

You want to hurt me... - No, I don't want to be cruel, Henry.

I don't, in any of this, but...

- Mum, go after him.

- DOOR SLAMS

- No. Not this time.

- DOOR CLOSES

- I knew.

- What?

- About Dad and Helen.

I saw them together in town on a Saturday afternoon.

Told Dad.

Made me keep it a secret.

- What about Jon?

- Yeah. I told him at the time.

- Can you leave?

- Sorry?

- Can you leave me alone?

- Please, Mum, we've just found out about Dad.

- You look bad.

- I, er, I came last night, I wanted to talk, but you were sleeping.

They let me stay in the waiting room.

- What, all night? - Yeah. They made me wait till visiting hours.

- Look, I've had enough talking. - It's not about you, it's about me.

- How's Maya? You two getting on?

- We're...

Well, to be honest, it's very difficult.

Last night, I couldn't have my date at home

because Maya wouldn't leave,

so I had to go out,

then when I went, I had nothing to say...

- Yeah, well, you are a bit boring, Belle, what can I say?

I got the ups and downs, you got the flat line.

- And I really, really wanted a drink, so I had to leave.

And what you said before, that I don't have any friends - it's true.

I used to.

But now I don't, because I...

- You have to look after her! - I know!

I'm doing my best, but I'm not... - I cannot take on your problems.

Look, I'm sorry you don't have anyone else to talk to, but...

- Do they think you'll be out of here soon? - No! I'm not coming out.

- They said last night you were more positive...

- They don't know anything! - You are on medication!

- They say I have borderline personality disorder.

And I'm not sure what difference it makes to know what it's called,

but... Look, I'm sorry,

I'm sure you came here hoping to see an improvement but, actually,

I feel just like I did that day.

I don't want to live, Belle.

They know that.

So nothing sharp, no cables,

cos I will, given a chance.

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

Look, I'm a shit mum,

and one day soon I'm going to die, and when that happens,

unfortunately, you are all she's got.

I know this is hard for you, but you're not the one that breaks.

I break.

You keep going.

That's how it's always been. So you don't have a choice.

You feel alone? You feel a boring person? Hate yourself? Deal with it.

Feel shit? Doesn't matter. It's not my problem.

Maya needs you, so keep going.

Right?

- Right.

- Unexpected. How was last night?

Did you have a good time? - Yeah.

Sorry she burst in like that. - It's fine.

It was good to meet her.

I didn't realise you were with someone.

Er, anyway, it's good you're here. Sit down.

- Is that OK?

- Yeah, course, she's your daughter. You're always welcome.

- Yeah, well, actually, that's what I wanted to talk to you about.

- You... OK.

- So I want to be honest about Evie.

- OK. - I, er...

Oh. You're getting married? - Oh, yeah.

He asked just after Evie arrived, so... - Oh, right.

I didn't realise it was that kind of... - What?

- Congratulations.

- Thanks. - Oh, yeah. Exciting.

But, er, you had something you wanted to say, mate?

What are you... What are you here for? - Yeah, yeah, er, I...

EVIE CRIES

- She's not going down.

I best go get her. Sorry. - No problem.

- Can you?

Sorry. What were you going to say?

- Er, I... I've just been thinking about everything,

and I don't want to mess you around.

It's just that I'm not sure if...

- Yeah, do you want to try standing up? That might... - Yeah? - Yeah.

- CRYING CONTINUES

Maybe this isn't the time.

- No, it's OK. Not sure about what?

- CRYING CONTINUES

Can I try?

Like, with her. Holding her.

- Oh. Look, mate, I don't think... - Yeah.

Course you can.

- All right. That's it.

Pull it together. It's your dad telling you now.

Sort it out.

CRYING SUBSIDES

- Did you want to finish what you were going to say?

- Yeah, I, er...

FUSSES

Hey, hey, hey. Ssh, ssh, ssh, ssh.

There's no need to cry, is there?

GURGLES

That's it.

OK. OK.

- Hey. You did it.

- Mate, you were saying something.

- Can I take her out? In the buggy. Just, like, round the block...

- No, I don't... I don't think... - Yeah. Yeah, course you can.

D'you want to get it ready?

- Sure.

- It's not so bad.

Hello, Evie.

GURGLES

DOOR CLOSES

There's no excuse.

- Is that an apology or an accusation?

Whose behaviour are we talking about here?

- Yours. - Oh, well, then, you're right -

there is no excuse, because I've done nothing wrong.

- I've not been perfect -

doing it in the first place, the way I told you...

And yes, it's a shame Rachel found out at the time.

I hadn't realised she'd told Jon.

- You made her keep a secret from her mother.

- To protect you. - From what?

- From being devastated by something you didn't need to bother about!

- So instead of telling me, you decided to take it to the grave.

- Exactly. - So why didn't you?

- You won't know until you're in my situation,

but I think, given all the years we've been together,

I deserve some love, some kindness.

- That's what I've been trying to do

for the last few weeks... - Because it's me!

And we're us.

And we love each other!

Don't we?

- Henry...

- What?

What?

- I don't know if I do any more.

I don't know if I do.