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[uneasy music]

♪ ♪

Jim: I don't suppose he sent
any kind of text or...

‐ I'd have said,
wouldn't I dad?

I'd have mentioned it.

‐ No, I know, sorry.

‐ They'll find him, Jim.

‐ London's a big place.

‐ Luke hasn't got any money
with him,

so he's probably still
in the area.

[doorbell rings]

‐ Is that Luke?
‐ No, Luke's got his key,

so that will be the police.

♪ ♪

‐ Shit.

Alex: It's a freesia,
symbolizing friendship.

Well, when you get hitched
at our stage in life,

you want a good friend,
not just a spouse.

‐ That's... lovely.

Should I take one for Luke
when I see him?

‐ Uh, he's already got his.

When he left Leah's
house
this morning, she...

‐ Right, of course, yeah.
I should have thought.

‐ Well,
I better go and get ready.

Read through my vows again.

‐ Promising to obey?

‐ [laughs]

Of course,
who wouldn't obey Leah?

‐ We just have to be grateful
she uses her powers for good.

‐ Mostly.

‐ When are you off
on honeymoon?

‐ Hopefully not too late.

We're staying at a hotel
at Heathrow tonight

for an early morning flight.

‐ Right.
So Luke will need to have made

a decision by this evening?

‐ Yes, he can't really stay
at Leah's while we're away.

‐ Nope.

‐ So...

‐ Right,
well, you better go
and get in the zone.

‐ See you at the main event.
‐ Yeah.

Break a leg.
Do you say that for weddings?

Probably not.

‐ [laughs]

[discordant music]

‐ Do you often have arguments
with your son?

‐ No.
I mean, we get cross‐‐

well, I get cross with him.

‐ No, I do too.

‐ But not arguments,
really, no, 'cause...

‐ He doesn't tend to
answer back, or didn't use to.

‐ He mainly does as he's told.

Maybe not so much recently.

Yeah, he refused to go
to school for a bit, and...

‐ Did he?

‐ Yeah, but that was resolved.
He was anxious,

and we sorted it
all out with the school.

‐ But tonight you say
Luke hit you?

‐ Yeah, he punched me.

‐ In the face.
‐ Well spotted.

‐ And did you hit him?
‐ No.

No, really. Uh...

No, we scuffled,

I tried to keep hold of him.

It was messy and...

fucking weird,
but no, I didn't hit him.

I don't hit my kids.
I've never hit my kids.

‐ He never has.
You can check.

We were investigated.

It was‐‐it
was all‐‐
it was all, like, fine.

It was officially fine.

‐ Right.
And you say you grabbed Luke.

‐ No, I held him,
held onto him,

stop him running off.

‐ And then?
‐ He ran off.

I was short of pinning him
to the ground,

there‐‐there was‐‐
there was nothing I could do.

I was in shock.

He'd hit me,

as you've rightly
pointed out, in the face.

♪ ♪

Jackie: Well, she's
a very lucky woman.

‐ So is Dad.
I mean, lucky man.

[laughter]

‐ He's such a nice guy.
‐ He was an amazing dad,

Well, he still is.

‐ He's been very good
to our Luke

these last few weeks.
‐ Yeah, I'm sorry to hear

that there've
been some difficulties.

‐ Yes, sure, gone a bit...
‐ Up the pictures.

‐ Yes, it's all gone
a bit up the pictures.

‐ I mean, Paul loves Luke.

‐ Oh, loves him to the ends
of the Earth.

And all parents
shout at their kids.

‐ Well, you can't avoid it
sometimes, can you?

‐ But sometimes, I don't mean
he goes too far.

‐ No, no, it's just that Luke's
such a sensitive soul.

‐ And your brain
is still developing

at that age, isn't it?

‐ Is it?
‐ Well, maybe yours wasn't.

[laughter]

‐ Just check on the status
of this 13‐year‐old boy.

‐ You know it comes
from love, Ally.

You do know that?

Or do you know that?
‐ Yes. Yeah.

No, I, I do, I know, but...

‐ What?

‐ It was too much, Paul,
like, what you said to Luke.

‐ No, I know.

I was angry.
I was very angry.

I'm sorry.

‐ I've been feeling lately
like, um, like...

like, I need to protect Luke,
you know, from you.

‐ Oh, man.
Ally: You know,

like I need to be
a bit of a mama bear.

‐ Protect him?
‐ Not physically.

‐ No, he can look
after himself pretty well.

‐ Luke is vulnerable,

but you're the same
as you always were.

But it doesn't work now
that Luke is who he has become.

It just‐‐it can't work
like that.

‐ So we just let him do
what he wants, do we?

No rules?

No boundaries?
From now on, we just say yeah,

let him do whatever
the hell he likes.

‐ Am I saying that?
‐ No, but‐‐

Ally: No, seriously,
is that actually

what you think
I'm fucking saying?

Of course you don't, so don't
give me that logical‐‐

‐ Hi, I'm okay
to let myself in?

‐ Yes, come up.

‐ We've picked Luke up.
‐ Oh, thank God.

‐
Is he okay?
Officer: He's fine.

He's quite emotional,
but he's physically fine.

‐ Is Luke okay?
Have they found him?

‐ Yes, love, he's safe.

When are they
bringing him home?

Is he on his way back?

‐ He says he doesn't want
to come home.

‐ Hmm?

He's 13.
He has to come home.

Where is he going otherwise,
fucking Barnardo's?

‐ Paul.
‐ Luke has told the officers

that he will physically resist
any attempt to bring him home.

‐ Right.
Physically resist.

Can you hear yourself?
This is mental.

‐ He is very insistent

he will not come
through that front door.

‐ So he was a school refuser.
Now he's a home refuser.

Jesus, this is pretty‐‐

‐ We obviously can bring

social services
into the picture,

but we prefer
not to if possible.

Now, is there another place
Luke could stay

for a cooling‐off period
temporarily?

[easy music]

♪ ♪

‐ Hey, it's okay.

So sorry for waking you up.
‐ Yeah, sorry, Granny.

‐ It's fine.
We hadn't gone to sleep.

We were too worried.

‐ We're just glad you're safe.

‐ Luke will only be here
for a couple of days.

‐ He is welcome to stay here
for as long as he likes.

‐ I've made up the spare room
for you, Luke.

‐ Thank you so much, Alex.
Alex: You wanna chat?

Whatever it is,
you come and find me. Okay?

‐ I will.

‐ Let's take this up
to your room.

‐ Night, Mum.
I love you.

‐ Good night Lukey.
I love you, too.

I don't know what to do, Mum.

‐ He just needs a couple
of nights here

to calm down, sort himself out.

‐ It's m
ore than that.

I think something's brok
en
in the family.

Do you want to sleep here
tonight, darling?

‐ No, no, let's give Luke
some space,

and I'll call tomorrow.

[cries]

♪ ♪

[laughter]

‐ Are you nervous?

‐ Yes.
‐ Not really.

What have you got
to be nervous about?

‐ I have never given anyone
away before.

It's a huge responsibility.

‐ Thank you.

‐ I'd be really nervous
if I was getting married.

What if you do a big fart?

‐ I haven't eaten
for 36 hours, darling.

Nothing in, nothing out.

Anyway, I've got nothing
to be nervous about

because I know
everything's going to be fine

because Alex has got everything
covered and I can relax.

‐ That's lovely.
Leah: Solidity.

That's what you want
in a partner.

Reliability.

It's taken me a lifetime

to work that one out,
but in the end,

that's what counts.

‐ There's a lasagna
in the oven.

‐ Great.
‐ Shop bought, not homemade.

‐ Hmm, even better, MSG
and too much salt, delicious.

‐ You've spoken to Luke?
‐ We have texted a bit, yeah.

‐ Mm‐hmm?
Is he okay?

‐ Yeah, he seems fine.

‐ And is he coming home?
‐ Not yet.

‐ [laughs]

This can't go on, Ally.

‐ You just have
to give him some time.

‐ He needs to be home.

‐ We can't force him
to live here.

‐ You know what?
Yeah, we can.

We absolutely can.

Every previous generation
of parents

would have done precisely that.

Every single generation up
until our fucking useless one.

He's our child.

We're his parents.
What we say goes.

He's got a roof,
he's got a bed, he's got food,

he's got drink,
he is luckier than 90%

of the rest of the world.

He just needs to do
what he's fucking told.

‐ You don't really think that?

‐ I do.
Yes. Yes, I do.

‐ Okay, well, maybe part
of you does,

but you don't actually want
to make your son a prisoner.

Do you?

‐ Fucking hell, Ally.

What have I done?

‐ You mean we.
‐ No, I mean I, me.

Our son doesn't want
to live with me.

Fuck.
I mean...

There's failure,
and then there's some kind

of fucking super failure,
and I'm even beyond that.

‐ We will work it out.
‐ Yeah, how?

‐ I don't know, but we have to.
We cannot be a broken family.

Maybe you and Luke
could have a heart‐to‐heart

at Mum's wedding.

[upbeat jazz music playing]

[cheers and applause]

‐ Yay!

♪ ♪

‐ Jim!
Jim!

♪ ♪

‐ Have you had a chance
to chat to Luke yet?

‐ No, I was gonna
pick my moment.

Ally: We need to get him
home tonight, Paul.

He needs to come home.

‐ Well, yeah.

He will literally be
on the streets

if he doesn't,
so he hasn't got a choice.

‐ You mustn't threaten him.

♪ ♪

‐ No, obviously not.

[sharp electronic crescendo]

♪ ♪

‐ That's great work, Luke.
You're a natural.

‐ It's very calming, isn't it?

‐ It is.
It's satisfying.

The thing about an engine is,
if you take it apart

and then put it back together
again in the right way,

carefully, precisely,
it's guaranteed to work.

‐ I always feel anxious
usually, but right now,

I don't feel anxious at all.
I feel great.

‐ Good.

‐ Does Granny Le
ah
have any idea about this car?

‐ [laughs]
Not a clue.

I know she loves MGs.

She mentioned
some ex‐boyfriend of hers.

‐ Pah!
‐ [laughs]

Pah, indeed.

This guy, he had an MG
when she was 20.

And she said how much
she loved it,

wind in the hair
and all of that.

So this is my we
dding present
to her.

No, to us.

We're gonna drive off
on our honeymoon in this.

‐ That's very romantic.
‐ All men should try it.

It's a good thing.

Okay, now we'll work
until 1:15,

then I've got a camping stove
and a saucepan,

some bread and some cheese
and some beer.

And I'm going to cook us some
scalding hot Welsh Rarebit,

and then we'll take
stock of things.

‐ That sounds brilliant.

‐ Try a little more oil

just there, two drops, no more.
‐ Okay, yeah?

‐ Yeah, that's it.

[easygoing chamber music]

♪ ♪

‐ That's great playing.
‐ Beautiful.

You're like Alan Shearer.

‐ George Shearing.

‐ Do you know "The Shadow
Of Your Smile"?

♪ The shado
w of your smile ♪

[tapping nails on piano]

♪ When you are here ♪

‐ Gone.
‐ What?

‐ It's "when you are gone."
The fellow's gone

so she can only imagine
the shadow of his smile.

If he's still here,
sh
e can easily see his smile.

It's just there on his face.

‐ Anyway,
do you know it, sweetheart?

[spacey music]

♪ ♪

‐ Hi.

You all right, mate?

‐ Hi, Dad.

‐ What's this?

‐ It's a surprise
for Granny Leah.

Alex is gonna drive
her away in it tonight.

‐ Well, it's lovely, isn't it?
Luke: Yeah.

We've been doing it up
in the garage.

‐ We?
‐ Me and Alex.

‐ Hmm.

Didn't know you're into
mending cars.

‐ Neither did I
until I tried it.

‐ That's not your usual thing,
you know?

‐ Oh, usually I'm clumsy.
At least I think I am.

But I love i
t.
It's a kind of therapy.

‐ Right.

‐ Have you ever st
ripped
an engine and reassembled it?

‐ [laughs] No.

I just‐‐you know, if a car
doesn't work,

I get a bloke to come
and look at it.

Do you know what I mean?
It's all a bit of a mystery,

what goes on under the bonnet,
to be honest.

‐ I'
m just giving it
one final polish.

‐ So, Alex and Leah
are gonna drive off

on honeymoon in this?

‐ Yeah, pretty soon.

‐ What are you doing
after that?

‐ I don't know.

‐ You can't stay
at Leah's anymore.

‐ No, I know, Dad.

‐ So you need to come home.

You need to come home, Luke.
‐ I don't think I can.

I don't think
I can be happy at home.

‐ Okay.

I've gone along with this

for a couple
of weeks now, mate,

but you're a child,
and you have to come home.

Where are you gonna
live otherwise?

‐ Jacob says they've got
a spare room

until Granny Leah gets back.

‐ Mm‐hmm?
Well, Granny Leah's

just got married, mate,

so she's not gonna want you
in the house

like a gooseberry.

‐ She likes having me around.

Alex likes having me around.
He's like a...

‐ Like a?
‐ Like a dad.

‐ Is he?
‐ Look, I'm sorry Dad,

but you're not gonna change.

You've tried to, and you've
wanted to, but you can't.

And I can't be
in the same house as you.

I can't take the rage anymore.

It makes me anxious
and miserable.

When I'm with Alex, I'm calm.
I can be me.

I've even been able to stop
taking my medication.

‐ But hang on, you should
talk to a doctor

before you stop taking that.

‐ I only need it when
I'm unhappy and worried.

And I'm neither of those things
at the moment.

‐ Okay, Luke, listen.

We can sort this out.

‐ I'm so sorry.
I'm interrupting.

I'll go.

‐ No.
‐ Oh, you're fine.

‐ It's just that I'm ready
to show Leah the chariot.

‐ Oh, yeah.

‐ I've been giving it
one final polish.

‐ It's perfect.

Thanks in no small part
to you, Luke.

Hop in.
Paul, do you wanna squeeze in?

‐ No, I'm good, so...

[handle rattling]

[uneasy music]

‐ Yeah.
That's all right?

‐ Thank you.

♪ ♪

‐ Careful.

Okay, three steps.
One, two, three.

‐ Oh, Ally, what is it?

It better not be
a male stripper.

I've no time for that.
‐ It's not a stripper, Mum.

‐ All shaved and oiled up,
it's distasteful.

‐ Right.
Excuse me.

[all cheer]

‐ Oh, my word.

‐ I don't often say ta‐da, but
I think this warrants a ta‐da.

[laughter]

This is for us, Leah.
Wind in our hair.

‐ You bought this?
‐ I got a great deal on it

because
it needed a lot of work.

But Luke and I
have been fixing it up.

‐ So that's where you've been.
Oh, Alex, it's wonderful.

‐ Now, would you like
to hop in?

‐ See you soon.

I hope you get your boy home.
‐ Thanks.

[upbeat music]

‐ I love you all.

[cheers and laughter]

Well, nearly all of you.

[laughter]

♪ ♪

[horn honking]

♪ ♪

‐ Well done, mate.
Luke: Thank you.

‐ Hey, Paul.
‐ Hmm? Hi.

‐ Did you get a chance
to speak to him?

‐ Yeah, yeah, we had a chat.

‐ Okay, and?

‐ Well, I think
I can persuade him

to live at home again.

‐ Fantastic.
What did‐‐what did you say?

What did he say?

‐ Um, hmm.

You know he doesn't
wanna live with me, Ally.

You know that.
‐ Okay.

‐ So...

yeah, I think
I'm gonna move out for a bit.

‐ What?
No, no,

I don't want you to move out.

‐ What's the alternative?

‐ No.

‐ Seriously.

I mean, if it's about
what's best for him,

I really think it's his best.

[somber music]

‐ Shit.

♪ ♪

‐ Sorry.

‐ Okay.

Where are you gonna stay?

‐ Um...
Honestly?

‐ Yeah.
‐ Mum and Dad.

♪ ♪

‐ [laughs]

‐ I know.

‐ Oh, man.

♪ ♪

‐ Fucking hell.

‐ If we was in our old place,

you could have a proper room,
your old room.

‐ No, it's fine, Mum,
I'll be fine.

‐ You mustn't roll over,
though,

or you'll be on the floor,
break an elbow.

‐ I'll lie still.
Thanks.

‐ How long is this all
for, love?

‐ Not long.
We just need to get Luke

used to being at home
and then, in a bit,

I'll spend a couple of nights
a week there

to make that seem more normal.

This i
s best for everyone.

‐ Have you told him
about the flush?

‐ No.

‐ What flush?

‐ The toilet is temperamental.

It takes some jiggling.

‐ It's noisy, so if we just do

a piddle
in the night, we leave it.

‐ Oh, right.

‐ But if anything else occurs,

you do have to wrestle
with the handle a bit.

‐ Gotcha.
‐ Come on.

‐ Cheers, Mum. Thank you.
‐ All right.

‐ Yeah you go on and thank you.
‐ Come on, you.

‐ Oh, Jesus.

Night, Dad.

Jim: Night.

Jackie:
You need to drink some water,

or you'll be‐‐
‐ [sighs]

‐ A lot of people use
cast iron valve guides,

but Alex says you should use
silicon bronze if you can.

They're more precise.

And you should always use
conventional oil with an MG.

Synthetic oil is slippery.

‐ But isn't oil meant
to be slippery?

‐ Too slippery, I meant.

‐ Right.
‐ It keeps the piston rings

from making proper contact
with the cylinder.

Then it won't sit properly.

‐ Oh, wow.

Look, fascinated
though I am by all of this,

you guys should be in bed,
so I'm gonna say good night.

[warm music]

Okay, good night.

‐ Good night, Mum.
‐ Night‐night.

‐ Good night, Luke.
Luke: Night‐night.

Good night, Mum.
‐ Good night, Luke.

It's good to have you home.

‐ It's good to be home.

♪ ♪

[cell phone buzzing]

‐ Hi, my darling.
You all right?

‐ I just wanted
to say good night.

‐ Oh, well, good night.

You okay?

‐ I miss having
you here already.

‐ Well, I miss being there,

a lot.

But it won't be for long,
I promise.

How's Luke?

Ava: Fine.

He just wants to talk
about engines.

‐ Right.
Well...

it's very late,
and you should be asleep.

Ava: Ye
ah.
Good night, Dad.

I love you.
‐ I love you very much.

Sweet dreams, okay?

Ava: Sweet dreams.
Bye.

‐ Good night, darling, bye.

[toilet handle rattling]

Jim: Fucking hell.

Flush, you bastard!

[toilet flushing]