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(tranquil music)

- That's it.

Ah, I've got goose bumps.

(jolly laughing)

Marcus is going to love it.

- And how about the bride-to-be.

Would you like to try it on?

- I should really get back to work.

- I think I'm going to cry.

* Love

* Think of me babe, whenever

* Some sweet talking girl

* Come on

* Singing a song

- Okay, who took my chair?

Sorry, did you see anyone take my chair?

- No, sorry.

(slamming table)

(expressing frustration)

- God.

- So, if we can meet again next week.

- Yeah, is that okay?

- Sorry, just nabbed this for my meeting.

You all right Catherine?

(kicking chair)

(showing frustration)

(hitting repeatedly)

- It's been a bit much lately and my dad died in September,

and there's been quite a fallout from that.

- Is there anyone you can talk to,

your mom, or do you have any siblings?

- My mom's not really in a good place at the moment,

and yeah, I have a half-sister.

A secret illegitimate half-sister that

I only discovered after my dad died, so.

- You got a man in your life Cathy?

- Or a woman?

Myra, you remember our training day?

- Or a lesbian partner?

- I've got a boyfriend.

Sorry, fiance.

- Well, there you go then Cathy.

It's not so bad, hey?

I think what you need,

is a bitter what we in HR call, me time.

- But if you could make a full recovery by the 24th,

we will need you back for the audit.

(shedding tears)

- I'll tell you what, I'll get you in

with a bereavement counselor.

(crying boisterous)

(weeping)

(car horn)

- Taxi, for one off of the sexual consciousness?

(pop music playing)

(door opens)

- I'm so sorry about this. - What you say sorry for?

I'm over the moon mate.

What's in the bin bag?

- It's my wedding dress.

(weeping)

- Ah, Cathy.

I bet you magic, I can't find that won't you, yeah?

* I can't live

* Living with out you

(crying boisterous)

- Ugh, I've got puffy crying eyes.

Do you mind if I hang here for a mo?

Just don't want to seem like I'm going back to early.

- No, of course not.

- Ugh, my mom is gonna freak when she finds out.

She's not in a good place at the moment.

She started using the word dude.

I mean, that's a real mental health red flag

in the over 50s, isn't it?

- Then don't tell her you dick.

Didn't you ever scarf school?

- Why would you want to miss lessons?

- Do you know what your problem is?

You need to be less Catherine Walcott Sr.

and a bit more Catherine Walcott Jr.

- You know, there's only five days between us?

- All right, I'll tell you what, pretend that you're going

to go to work, but then come and sit in the boat with me.

- Ugh, okay.

Sure, but just while I get my ducks in a row.

All right.

- Whoa, no, no, no, no.

No, you can't take that indoors.

What happens if the groom sees it?

And you could always give it to

your maid of honor to look after.

- Oh, I'm not bothering with all that.

- Well, who's going to organize your hand though?

And hold your bouquet and stick those plastic little

willie's on your cape when you're not looking?

- Have you ever actually been to a wedding?

- No, not even in immigration scam.

Cathy.

Cathy please, please can I be your maid of honor?

- Can I think about it?

I'm just, I'm not really in the right head space

to make an honest decision right now.

- Yeah, well of course.

You've just been sacked.

- Sub sacks, it's compassionate leave.

- Please, come on.

- Look, I'd love you to look after the dress.

- What?

Like in a maid of honor kind of way?

- Thanks for the lift home.

Look after the dress.

- Bye.

(door opens)

(door closes)

- Hi baby, we're in the kitchen.

- What a day that was in the office.

Bloody server crashed.

- I think that has changed around here.

- Sorry, what's this?

- Just working out whom to sit next to whom for the wedding.

- Guys, I've already done this.

This is a Cathy job.

Look, Cathy job.

- Yeah, that's my bad.

I sent my dad the table plan

and he's not for a bit of a reach.

- Why did you do that?

Sorry, why have you taken Cat and Marilyn off?

- This is supposed to be the happiest day of our lives.

Why do you want to ruin it?

- Because Cat is my sister.

Sorry, why is Verity Longworth on the top table?

- She would be my candidate for maid of honor.

You used to be great mates.

Plus, she's a pilot now.

So, you know, she might turn up in her fly be uniform.

- Right.

- I don't want Verity Longworth to be my maid of honor,

because I haven't seen her since the Leavers ball.

And also, I don't trust her, okay?

She took a sat-nav on our bronze expedition

and it nearly cost us the DV award.

So, no, thank you.

- Sorry hold, did we confirm that Verity's parents

are going on table four?

- Why?

Why are they coming?

- They were very supportive when your dad left?

They bought me a lasagna.

- Dad didn't leave. He died.

- Still a form of leaving dude.

- Also, you can't put George and Julie next to each other.

They just don't get on, okay?

Getting in the shower.

- It's like a princess dress.

If I'd ever married your dad, I wanted to wear a black

Chiffony number and a top hat, Stevie Nicks.

Can I try the dress on?

- No!

No, I told Cathy that I'll guard it with my life,

and that's what I'm gonna do.

I'm gonna guard it with my life.

Just like that school guinea pig that I brought home

from the holidays.

- It died love.

- No. Did it?

Well, there's no way I'm gonna let this wedding dress die.

(foot steps)

- I am off to work.

Right, shoes, shoes, shoes.

- Now, I'm going to the garden center.

So, exactly which succulents

do you want for the table decks?

- Mum, for the millionth time,

all my wedding info is on my Pinterest page.

I've actually got Ellie Goulding's

exact table decorations on there.

So, just stick to the pins, okay?

- Okay.

- All right, bag.

Okay, I am off to work.

- Is there something you forgot to tell me?

- No.

What?

- Like you love me?

- Yes, of course.

Love you. Bye.

- Bye.

So, The Apprentice starts tonight dude?

- Boo-ya.

I'm all over that.

- Have you had therapy before Cathy?

- Not formally, but I've read every book on Amazon's

bereavement reading list, before we had

to boycott them for tax reasons.

Plus, I keep a gratitude journal, so you're welcome.

- Cool.

Did you come across the term intensification ritual?

- Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah.

Um, remind me.

- It's basically a wanky way of saying,

setting aside time to share memories of your dad,

or doing something to mark his life.

- Or tick, tick.

I'm actually waiting on some quotes for a memorial bench.

I can show you the email exchange.

- It's fine.

Honestly.

Could you do some homework for me this week?

- Oh yes, please.

Love a bit of homework.

- Can you try and talk to your mom about your dad,

like a memory you have of him,

or something you wanted together as a family?

It really does get the ball rolling.

- God.

Fine, I'll do it for you.

- For yourself.

(relaxing music)

* It's all small town, song

- I'm guessing it's short for Savron,

but she goes by Sav, which is pretty cool.

I just was like, wanky?

She just really listens, you know?

- Mom.

We're home.

- I can just sit there for ages and just don't say anything.

You should go and see her.

Everyone should go and see her.

I want to go and see her again, right now.

Oh, and Sav also says,

"I should talk to other people about that".

- Well you're in the right place.

I was just saying to Cat here this morning.

About the first time your father and I tried viagra.

- Yeah, we found his medication box.

- Not that he needed viagra.

He was naturally very.

(phone message)

- Sorry.

Oh my God, mum.

How hard is it to choose and pay for a table decoration?

I've already chosen and paid for.

- Was she like this about her own wedding?

What was that like?

- Yeah, who was her maid of honor? Was it your auntie Dawn?

I bet it was your auntie Dawn.

- I don't know.

I've actually never asked.

(doorbell ringing)

I'll get it.

(door opens)

Cheers.

- Oh, that's charger.

Ah, wicked.

- Now, hopefully we can get into your dad's phone.

- Cat, it's your charger.

Enjoy, dad .

Ah I love, that is gift-wrapped.

It's like his still sending me presents from the grave.

- Who knows what mysteries we'll uncover.

- Guys, is this ethical?

Turning on dad's phone like this,

rifling through his personal belongings?

It just feels like an infringement on his personal.

(phone message)

Let me see that.

Why does he got 12 missed calls?

- What's his pin?

- My birthday, 22/05?

- Um, nope.

Mine, 27/05.

- Nope.

Oh, try 6969.

Oh, well that's me stumped.

(door closes)

(foot steps)

- Cheese Louise, it's like an illegal

Aloe Vera farm in here.

- Did you check out the wedding band?

Google The Hit Shot,

I need to let them know by tomorrow lunchtime.

- Booking the band is a Cathy job, mum.

I specifically want a Kayleigh band, that does Adele covers.

Mum, what did you wear to your wedding?

Like, what was your dress like?

- I burnt it.

I hate everything about my wedding.

I should never have gone ahead with it.

- Don't say that!

Then you wouldn't have had me.

- You're very much the silver lining to the

unmitigated shit cloud that was my marriage.

- Please don't use any of that in your mother

to the bride speech.

- Now, please can you google that wedding band?

- Do you know what kombucha is?

Ciao.

I bought you a kombucha.

- Oh, thanks, that's kind.

- Can't get enough of that fermented goodness.

Oh, yum off. That is delish.

What should we work on today, kombucha.

(phone message)

Oh sorry, I'll put it on airplane.

- Cathy, are you comfortable talking

about the chair incident?

- Oh, I don't know what happened there.

I just, I don't know.

- It's really normal to channel one set of worries

on to something completely unrelated.

What do you think triggered you, attacking a chair?

- But I mean, it wasn't just a chair.

It was my chair.

And I've really good lumbar support, so.

Fine, I guess I went wedding dress shopping

with my mom that day,

and she made me buy a dress I really didn't like.

God, this is stupid.

I feel like I'm on an episode of Don't Tell the Bride.

- I've not seen Don't Tell the Bride.

- Why would you?

Probably spend your evening making overnight oats,

or just like, hot yoga ring.

- How would you feel telling your mum about

your feelings towards the wedding dress?

(sigh relieve)

God, you're good.

* Sweet Caronline

* Good times never seem so good *

- A toast, to the bride and groom.

(door closes)

- All right mom.

(door closes)

- Has anyone tried to call dad's phone?

- No.

(zip stuck)

No.

(deep breathing)

(dress tearing)

- Sav just posted a photo of her walking

her mate, sausage dog.

I wish I was a mate sausage dog and she was walking me.

What're you doing?

- You've got to switch your brain off.

No wonder you went, following Nutella.

What's Marcus said about all this sack and shit?

- Okay, I wasn't actually sacked,

and I can't tell him.

He's bomb choms with my mom, and if she found out,

it would break her.

- Well, you don't need him, you've got me.

Okay, it's time for your surprise.

- No one use the downstairs loo.

- Come one, follow me.

(uplifting music)

- Um, hey.

Do you know when Cathy will be back?

And I need a decision about this wedding band,

otherwise they're going to take a gig in Rochdale.

- Cathy haven't been in all week.

She went psycho over a chair

and got sent on compassionate leave.

- Uh, yes.

Sorry, silly me.

I knew that.

Okay, thanks.

(drums beating)

- Oh, this is the first drink in apple champers on a yacht.

- Yeah, technically it's not a yacht.

It's a two birth Cruiser, and it's not

champagne inside, but anyway.

Sonte.

- Cheers Madus.

(deep breathing)

- Do you know what, I can totally see

why dad enjoyed coming here.

- Oh babe, that's a dead nice thing to say.

- Just no one expects anything of me.

I guess this is what's happening by a safe space.

- Alexa, play Mega Han, Mega mix.

- [Radio] Playing Mega Han, Mega mix.

- Oh, tune.

- Right, and I've invited some other mates,

invitationing is yet another struggle of mine.

Welcome to captain bridge!

- Woo-hoo.

* Or when you walk by every man *

(photo taken)

- You look like a right Buffett.

- Do I look too serious, because I want patients to

feel at ease when they see me on the cock port, you know?

Okay, try this.

(giggles)

- I think, let's lose the tie.

- Okay. Yeah.

- Marcus, do you know where Cathy is?

- Tess?

(mumbles)

Meredith, could we have a minute please?

This is my almost mother-in-law, Cathy's mum.

- I've got to go.

- Yeah.

- Sort out urine samples.

- Thank you.

- Did you know Cathy's on compassionate leave?

- No, God, what?

- She's not at home, she's not at work,

she's not answering her phone.

I'm worried sick Marcus.

- No um, the thing is, I still got 40 patients to see.

- Marcus, what if something awful happens?

- You're absolutely right, I'm sorry.

Yeah, you're absolutely right.

(phone message)

- Oh God. It's too late.

The Hit Shots have taken another booking.

* I through my hands up, check my nails *

- Oh, really well organized party, isn't?

Give me your hand.

- What's this?

- I don't know, dad's old medication,

so thought it would be wicked.

- What?

You don't even know what this is.

- Throw caution to the wind babe.

It's not every day you get a week off work

with twatter the chair.

- Fuck. God knows what Marcus will say about this.

* Save you life

* You can have it all, no sacrifice *

- Well, she hasn't been into Waitrose for three days.

The woman at the fromagerie is as worried as we are.

- Okay, according to find my iPhone,

her phone is in, Elm Side Avenue.

That sounds familiar,

who lives there?

- Judas.

- What are you doing in here?

You're missing a wicked party.

- Come on in love.

- Sorry.

- Now listen, I need to tell you something awful.

- Okay?

- I've ruined your wedding dress.

I was trying it on, and then I got trapped in it,

and I've ripped the zip,

and I have tried sewing it back together,

but it is monumentally buggered, and I'm so sorry.

I just wanted to feel special for a split second and.

(belly laughing)

Why you laughing?

- I hate that dress.

- It's a lovely dress.

- No, it's not.

I'm sure you looked a million dollars in it,

but I look like I've been attacked by a doily.

- Oh, don't joke with me.

- I'm really really not, I promise you, I'm really not.

It's all yours Mas, no diggity.

Do you ever think you'll marry my dad?

- No. He'll never leave you mom.

He was a man of honor.

- Wow, that mirror is amazing.

What do you use it for?

- Sex with your dad.

- You got any wagon wheels?

- I got cartwheels, but the text said

when you're off your tits.

- This my dear sister is a sensational, party.

* Oh yes in

* I can boogy

* I need a certain song

* I can boogy

* Boogy boogy

- What is wrong with you?

* All night long

- Cat, Cat?

- Go away, just leave me alone, I'm sorry.

- No no no, it can't wait, let me explain.

That dress is gross.

I hate it, your mom did me a massive favor.

- No, that's not the point.

Your wedding dress got trashed on my watch.

God, I'm supposed to fit the,

(glass breaking)

For God sake.

I could kill my mom.

- I don't give a flipping bloody F about that dress.

Look, I know I'm incredibly high right now,

but I've got this amazing feeling of bottomless love

in my heart, and that's all because of you baby girl.

Excuse me, what's your name?

- Doug.

- Duck?

- Doug.

- As duck is my witness, will you Catherine Walcott,

do me the honor of being my,

Catherine Walcott's, maid of honor?

- Really?

- Yeah.

- I'm jumping, I'm gonna jump.

- Yeah.

- I'm jumping, thank you, thank you.

* What I want

* You got to remind me how to handle *

* Like a flame that burns a candle *

* And I can't explain

* Oh yeah

* Well well you

* You making my dreams come true *

* You

(window rolling down)

- Just go.

I don't need to see this.

Just go!

- Four five nine one, no.

Five nine six one, oh shit

I just locked out his phone.

I'm to pissed to type up there.

- I actually don't feel very well.

I've got this like pain, like in my heart.

Like a kind of stabbing pain.

Oh my God, I think it's those pills.

Call an ambulance!

Call Sav!

Tell her I'm sorry.

- Cathy, Cathy, just breathe,

breathe, breathe, breathe it was only antacids.

- I took acid?

- Antacid you knob.

- Ah, okay, actually, you know what,

I think it's the under wife of my bra digging into my chest.

Crisis averted.

All right, I should probably go home.

Love you maid of honor.

Bye Marilyn.

- Bye.

- Your tits look great in that dress by the way.

Woo-hoo.

- See you doc.

- Hi, it's me.

I just wanted to say, you've made the

biggest mistake of your life.

You gonna regret this, you absolute piece of Peter.

I'm so sorry.

Please don't leave me baby.

(crying boisterous)

(vomiting)

(tranquil music)

* Lying in my bed

* I hear the clock tick and think of you *

* Caught up in circles

* Confusion is nothing new

* Flashback, one

- Oh.

- We shall talk about this tomorrow.

You're a liar, just like your father.

(breathing heavily)

(door opens)

(door closes)

- You dropped your pants.

Joke, it's Marcus's.

- Maybe you'd like to tell me what the hell is going on?

- I physically assaulted an innocent chair

and they sent me home from work.

And I felt very ashamed, so I went to Cat's.

I think it's the grief mom.

I really miss dad.

You climb up every time I mention his name.

- No, I don't.

- Yes, you do.

Like, the other day when I brought up the wedding dress

and you immediately shut it down.

I just hate that I can't talk to you about the past.

- Nope, give me the pants.

Follow me.

(closet opening)

(closet closing)

- This is your wedding dress?

Mom, I thought you burnt it?

Please can I wear this one?

So much more me.

- If it makes you happy.

I suppose we can return the other one.