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Wasn't that fantastic?

I'm sure you all agree
our dancers did really well tonight,

despite the sea being a bit choppy.

Now before you all leave,
where's my mum and dad?

Linda and Micky? Stand up. It was
their wedding anniversary

Have you enjoyed the cruise?
It's been lovely! Bloody wonderful!

Dad's pissed. Sorry, only joking.

Well, happy anniversary from me,
from our Ruby,

and from the rest of
the entertainment team.

We'd like to wish you all
a very safe journey home tomorrow,

and hope you'll join us again
on board the Aztec.

Good night!

Are you gonna drink that?
It's too strong. Oh, give it here.

My mam used to sing in a band
and all three of 'em

hitched down to Greenham Common. Mm!

She fought with police, then they
chained themselves to the fence.

Yeah, all right, Ryan. Amazing.

So, what do you both do now?
Oh, not much.

I used to work in printing,
but I was made redundant.

So this cruise has been brilliant.

I know you've done a special rate
for us, and... Dad!

No, it has to be said -
we could never have afforded it.

Not a balcony room, anyway,
so, hey, cheers.

Well, happy anniversary
to the pair of you.

Oh, I felt that.

It's a bit choppy tonight, isn't it?
I think we better order.

Oh, damn, I forgot my glasses.
I've left them in the cabin.

Do you want me to go?
No, I know where they are.

I'll be back in a minute.

He's slaughtered.

When travelling around the ship,
please use handrails at all times.

Are you all right, sir?
Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.

Please make sure all balcony doors
are securely fastened. Thank you.

He was a bit nervous of sailing

and he got very tense
when we did the evacuation drill

on the first night.
I told him we did it every trip.

I don't know where he's got to.
I'll go check.

No, it's all right, I'll go.

I bet he's just turned wrong way
again when he came out of t'cabin.

I won't be long.

Sometimes when I look at
photos of my mam back then,

I can't believe
she's the same person.

He wasn't in the cabin,
but the balcony door was wide open

and the chair was on its side.

He's not answering
his bloody phone. Shit!

Oh, my God!

You don't think something
could have happened to him, do you?

His cigarettes are on the floor.

His glasses are still here.
Oh, my God.

Think we should put
a call out for him.

I think we should sound the alarm.

So, how do you know them?

We're best friends, all three of us.

We've known each other
for over 40 years.

Longer than I've been alive.

Aren't you the lucky one?

I've been so busy lately I haven't
had a chance to see them to...

God! What have you got it on?

Forty volts, same as last week.

I can turn it down a bit
if you want.

No, I won't get as good a lift.
I'll get used to it.

Argh!

Taro

Come on. Good morning.
Nice to see you.

Hello, love. Nice to see you.
Hello. Good morning.

Hello, good morning,
all right, hello.

'Morning, Gail, you all right?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Is she all right now?

Oh, much better now,
thank you. Cheers.

Mum.

Tom. Tom, Tom, Tom.

So, what are you gonna wear?
I can't fit into anything.

I've piled on weight
on the cruise.

I'll have to go back
to Weight Watchers.

Oh, damn and blast. What?

Oh, damn! Bugger! Oh.

What happened?

I can't remember anything any more.

I'm falling to bits.

I ache everywhere,
the house is a mess...

..I've got cat poo
on my dressing-gown,

and now I've burnt the buns.

It doesn't matter.
We'll make some more.

You're supposed to shit
in the litter tray, Florence!

Right, so, you need to be
in this house between 7pm and 7am,

and if you're not, or you tamper
with the tag or that box,

an alarm'll go off and you'll have me
or the police knockin' at your door.

Sign here.

Cheers. Thanks for the tea, love.

There's your trousers.

Linda was lead vocalist. Me and
Gail were just... really, backing.

Where did you all meet?
Hall Lane Youth Club.

And this Micky, he was Linda's
husband and it's his funeral?

Not his funeral, no,
because they never found his body.

He died at sea.
Right. Right.

It's really just a service for him.

That's me. Can you get it for me?
Oh, they're wet! In the bag, yeah.

Quick, darling, otherwise
he'll ring off. Green button.

To my ear, yeah. Thanks. Hi, there.

It's Louise. Um, do you want
to put some money in

for Stacey's birthday present?
Oh, God, why?

I don't even like the woman.
Oh, go on, then, £2.

And, er, I thought you should know,

she's asked me
to forward your contact list

to the shared drive.
What? No way on God's earth.

I'm coming in. All right, erm,
come on, get these foils out!

Both for you.

How long do I have to leave
this tannin' stuff on for?

A couple of hours
and it should take.

And remember, if anybody asks, you've
been selling timeshare in Thailand.

I've never been to Thailand
and I know sod-all about timeshares.

Make summat up.
You've told enough lies in the past.

You should know how to do it.
Oh, thanks, Mum.

Well, I didn't wanna tell people
you were serving 15 months

in Armley Nick
for receiving stolen cars, did I...

Oh, my God.
What is it?

Mum? It's my decree nisi.

It's real. Me and Dave are divorced.

Yeah, well, you're better off
without that bastard.

You know, any man who makes a mother choose
between her son and him is a bloody loser.

He didn't make me choose, and you
could have been nicer to him.

Hello?

Are you Ben Drayton's father?
Yeah, I'm his dad.

You need to come
and collect your son. He has nits.

Well, what do you want us
to do about it?

If you could. Thank you. Right.

Ben's got nits and they want us to
go pick him up from nursery.

I can't. I've got this stuff
all over me.

I've got to get ready for Micky's
service and sort your nanna out.

After you've picked him up, can you get
some nit stuff from the shop? Thanks, Mum!

Cancelled. Call Louise. Call Louise.
Call Louise!

The name, please.
Call Louise!

Hello, Adorable.
Oh! Louise, it's Sue.

Where is she?
Is she in John's office?

I'm two minutes away. Don't let her
anywhere near my laptop.

Just say you don't know the password.

And don't tell her
that I'm coming in,

because I wanna see her face when I-

Fuck! Shit!

I've gotta go, Louise.
See you in five.

Oh, you stupid bloody bitch!

- Excuse me, there is no need for that.
- You drove straight into the back of me.

You can't just stop in the middle
of a main road for no reason.

Traffic lights, love! Red.
You're supposed to stop.

You don't have to if
there's nobody crossing.

Have you got a licence, love?
Have you taken your test? Of course,

and will you stop yelling at me?

I want your insurance details.
And I want to see yours.

I wish you both
didn't have to go back.

I'm already dreading
being on my own.

I'm gonna ring or text you,
wherever we are,

even if we're at sea.
Oh, that you, Ryan?

Yeah.
What happened at t'solicitor's?

Do you remember taking out a
life-insurance policy three years ago

for £90,000 upon death?
Yeah, I think so.

Your dad did it when we sold
Grove Road and moved here.

At least that means you can
pay the house off. Yeah, but

the solicitor says that if the inquest
decides Dad took his own life,

then you don't get the full amount,
only what you paid in.

What's that?
Which is how much? £2,070.

No, that can't be right.
What about the mortgage?

You owe £93,000. Seems like
you haven't paid anythin' off.

Yeah, we...
we definitely paid summat off,

but then we went onto interest only
when your dad got made redundant.

Believe me,
you haven't paid owt, Mum.

I've just been through it
with t'solicitor.

He says he's gonna send you a letter
to explain everything, but...

if they decide it's suicide, then
you're gonna have to sell the house.

But where will I live?

It's just so great, guys.
Thank you so much.

Can I just say something?

No, you can't.

It's quite clear to me
that anyone who asks an innocent PA

to steal a personal contact list...
I didn't ask her to steal.

I'm speaking.

My personal contact list that I have
built up over years and years

of hard work and networking,
gaining the trust,

loyalty and respect of clients...
Sorry, but you've got...

It was John's suggestion...
'John's suggestion!'

He said all contacts made to
this company belong to Adorable.

Oh, did he, now?

I wouldn't...
Sue, Sue, but you've got...

Are you aware
that Stacey, the trainee,

has asked for
my personal contacts list?

Keep your voice down
and close the door.

I asked you a question. Sue...

Just... You've got to try
and understand

that our readership is down 30%.

Oh! I can hear violins playing.
We've got to try...

My heart is breaking all over again.

I've heard it all before, John.
I am not going to give a trainee

my personal contacts file.
Stacey is not a trainee.

She's very bright, she's
the average age of our readership,

and she's the only one who's brought in any
new contracts for the past three months.

Yes.

Because I've given her all the leads.
I've introduced her.

Look. Nobody is denying
how important you are.

That's why I'd like
to offer you a consultancy.

What the hell are you talking about?

You can work from home
a couple of hours a week.

How can I be Features Editor
doing a couple of hours a week?

I don't know that I'll need
a Features Editor any more.

I've never heard anything
so ridiculous in all my life!

You've got a big birthday
coming up, haven't you?

Yes, ten days after your very big
birthday. It's different for me.

And why's that?
Because I own the company!

- We started it, you and me.
- I know you think that, but in reality...

I don't think it, I know it
because it's the bloody truth.

I've been here from the beginning. Since
Adorable was the three of us in an office

without so much as a window! I think this
role would bemuch less stressful for you.

What are you talking about?
I'm not stressed.

Yes, you are. Look at you,
shouting and bawling.

This is making me stressed.
She is causing me stress.

Stacey Know-It-All. Actually,
Stacey is very intimidated by you.

It's her birthday today.
Did you bring her a card?

Are you going to join us after work
at Gino's to celebrate? No!

Because I'm at Micky's service,
and you know that.

You're not a team player, Sue.
And you never look happy these days.

Well, that's nothing
to do with my work.

That's to do with you and me
and the situation.

Well, there's nothing I can do
about that.

When Mark finally leaves home...
Here we go again.

Like when Jason went to university
and we were going to re-evaluate.

What happened?

Nothing! And when our son
went to university,

you were going to pay him
a monthly allowance.

And you didn't pay him a penny piece!

I had to put him through law school
all by myself

without any help from you!

For God's sake, keep your voice down.

Do you think they don't know?

Everybody knows
you're a shit, John, everybody!

Oh, OK, fine, I'm a shit
and everybody knows it.

But I have to think what's right
for the company.

What do you mean,
what's right for the company?

This... This...
This 'Second Time Around' feature.

Well, what's wrong with it?
What's right with it?

Brides-to-be don't want to be
reading about second weddings

when they're buying into the whole
'marriage is for ever' malarkey.

I know that. They buy our magazine
because that's the dream we sell.

I mean, who is that woman, anyway?
She looks like she's pushing 50.

So...?

She's not even attractive.
I think she is.

You don't think she's attractive
because she looks like she's lived.

She's got lines on her forehead.
She's real.

The point is
she doesn't look like a bride.

Bridal mags are
a young person's business, Sue.

That is utter crap and you know it.

I'm not going to argue with you. You're
in one of those moods yet again.

Look, go, go to your friend's
funeral or whatever it is.

Take a few days off and...
and think about this consultancy.

I'm doing you a favour, honestly.

Sue! Can I just...
can I just tell you, you've got...

What? What have I got, Louise?

You've got some concealer
under your eyes.

Door opening.

It's dinging!

Yes, Mum, I'm doing it.

Oh, he's been scratching.

It's just a prick-and-ding,

but it's beef stew and dumplings.
You like that.

Right, we've got to go.
God, you're always in a rush.

What about my tea? You haven't
started your dinner yet.

Our Tom's home, so he'll be
popping round to see you tonight.

Oh, he's no need to bother.
He hasn't visited me in ages.

Not even on my birthday.
I told you he's been away, Mum.

He'd have visited you
if he was here.

He was trying to get
some money together.

Be my funeral next,
and I don't want to go

in no furnace when I do.
I want a proper burial,

with headstone and flowers.
Yes, you tell me every week.

Right. You've got your remote,
your dinner and your alarm.

So I'll see you later, OK?
If I'm still here.

Come on, love. Let's go.

Oh, is it Gail?
Oh, hi, I'm sorry,

I'm in a bit of a rush.
We're a bit worried about your mum.

She went to the Black Horse pub
last Thursday in her nightie.

Fortunately, the landlord rang us.

She seems to be getting
more and more confused

and we don't have the manpower
here to look after her properly.

So what are you suggesting?

Come on, Ben, have some of that.

Good. Very good.
Now, then...

Oh, hiya.
I didn't know you were coming.

Yeah, Ryan rang and told me.
Bloody tragedy.

I, er... I got the decree nisi
through this morning.

Yeah, I got mine.

Didn't have to end like this, Gail.

All I wanted was to be put first
once in a while.

I did put you first. You didn't.

God, you gave all the money we'd been
saving for Las Vegas to your Tom.

He needed a van. He had no work,

and he's my son.
What was I supposed to do?

Anyway, he was gonna pay me back.

Oh, yeah, right.
He could have bought a van himself

out of all the money he made
from stolen cars.

He didn't know they were stolen.
Oh, yeah, sure.

You've never liked him, have you?
You never gave the lad a chance.

Everybody knows he takes you
for a ride and you bail him out

time and time again.
Just look at him swanning around,

laughing with his mates while
you're here holding the baby.

People feel sorry for you, Gail.

Well, they've no need to bother,
cos I'm proud of our Tom

trying to bring up his son
on his own, and if I can help him,

I will, and it's nobody else's
business but mine and Tom's.

Er, I heard you were
selling timeshare in Thailand.

I thought the bottom had
fallen out of that market.

Yeah, yeah,
well, that was the problem.

The bottom's fallen out of it,

so I decided it was time to do one
and come home.

So, you still a solicitor?

Yeah, yeah, I've been at Fairburn and
Lupton's for almost four years now.

I spent a year in Thailand
just after I qualified.

Where did you stay?

Oh, you know, around and about.

The... middle bit, really.

I just have to make sure
my mum's all right.

Looks like her dickhead ex is
hasslin' her.

It's not been easy
the last couple of years,

what with my hot flushes
and my mood swings.

And you could have put your arm
around me once in a while.

I tried, but you always thought I was
hankering after summat else. Mum!

Thought you were doing two years.
Dave!

They let me out early
for good behaviour.

So, where's your girlfriend today?

I haven't got a girlfriend.
Couldn't she get time off school?

If you're referring to Shelly,
she's just a friend

and she's at further ed college,
not school.

They're here.

Let's get in.

Hello, love.
Hello, Ruby, darling, I'm sorry.

Are you all right? Auntie Gail.

Tom's there.
I'll see you in a bit, Mum, yeah?

Oh, I don't know.
I think I'm still in shock.

If there's anything I can do...
Aw, thanks, love.

It's good your Ruby and Ryan
are here for you. Yeah.

They're still on
compassionate leave.

I couldn't have managed without 'em.
But they have to go back soon.

It's a right bloody mess.
He owed money everywhere.

Oh, shit.
And my mam didn't have a clue.

And she's hopeless without my dad.

I don't know how she's gonna manage.
Now I'm back.

I can keep an eye on her,
and she's always got my mam.

We thought insurance'd cover t'mortgage,
but now we don't even know.

We've gotta wait for inquest and if
it's suicide, then we're up shit creek.

I just keep thinking
if he did take his own life,

he must have been really desperate
to do that.

And day after their anniversary...
Hey.

Let's go in.

The minute Dave started talking
to me, that was it.

I started with my hot flush.
Yeah, I'm sorry about that.

I should have warned you
Dave was coming.

Our Ryan did all t'ringing round.

I'd have done my hair if I'd known.
Do... Do I look all right?

You look lovely, but you've got a black
trickle running down your forehead.

Oh, my God!
Oh, give us it here.

What is it? I tried to cover
my grey up with mascara.

But it can't have been waterproof.

Did you invite Sue? Yeah.

Ryan said he rang her mobile.
Excuse me.

I didn't know Micky very well,

but I know that Linda sings
in our choir

and both her children Ryan and Ruby
were baptised in this church.

It's always very difficult when
someone takes their own life.

We don't even know if it was suicide.
Do you think I should say summat?

He might have.

What drove him to it, and could we have
done anything to prevent it happening?

We surround them with our love

and pray for understanding
and peace.

We are gathered here
in their hour of need.

Oh!

I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.
Yes, yes, come in.

You're welcome.

She always has to make an entrance.
Miss, have a seat.

I didn't think you were coming.

Everything that could possibly
go wrong this morning has done

and the bloody sat-nav took me
to Heckmondwike.

This is Natalie.
..and saviour.

Lovely to meet you, Natalie.

..the next hymn
in our order of service...

Oh, I'm sorry I was late.

Ugh, you wouldn't believe
what's happened to me this morning.

At least you got here. I wouldn't
have missed it for the world.

I think Micky would have
wanted us all here.

You look amazing.
I don't know how you do it.

I look a mess. I was rushing.

Oh, but it's so lovely
to see you both,

and the pair of you
look fabulous, too.

I put on half a stone
on the cruise.

I feel like shit.
I got divorced today.

Oh, sorry. Well, anyway, this must be
your gorgeous little grandson.

This is Ben. Ben. Hello.

Hello. What a little poppet.
You've grown since I saw you last.

Would you like a grown-up flower?
That's for you.

Is Ben's mother still in...
..rehab? No, she's out,

and with some other lad,
and basically doesn't want to know.

Unbelievable. I bet you spoil him.
I don't have the money to spoil him.

I'm lucky if I have enough
to pay the bills.

Tell me about it.
It's so lovely to see you.

It's been ages. I kept trying
to get us all together,

but you were always so busy.

I sent you a text
but you never got back to me.

It's ridiculous. It's, erm, just
life's been so hectic.

Thanks for coming.

Mum. I'll just take them outside.
Yeah, I'll come with you.

Is that your car? Yes, we traded
the Beemer in for the Merc

it must be two years ago now.
Well, I think you better move it.

I did have a little incident
on the way here. Yes.

Natalie's nice. Mum.

I didn't say a word. It's just lovely
to see you with someone. Right.

She's very attractive.

I take it you didn't
see the invite. 'No flowers.'

Well, everybody loves some flowers.

I'll just take them to the house.
Linda will love them.

Is that all you're gonna eat?

I don't do wheat or dairy.
They make me bloat.

You look stick-thin to me.

Spanx. Debenhams, or go online.

I decided after 50
I couldn't hold it in any more.

Haven't you got another birthday
coming up?

Yes, Gail, thanks for that.

You're still a baby in comparison
to me and Linda.

I'd rather not think about it.

Aren't you going to celebrate?
No, I'm not!

I'm going to book myself in
for a face-lift and go into hiding.

But you look amazing.
I look like my mother.

I look in the mirror and I have

absolutely no idea
who's staring back at me.

What I need is a large G&T
and a cigarette.

You don't still smoke, do you?

Don't lecture me.
I've tried everything.

Vapes, patches, chewing gum,

nasal sprays, none of them work.

I have a lot of stress
running the magazine,

meeting deadlines. It's the only
thing that does it for me.

I wish I had your life.
It sounds so exciting.

Look at you. You've got a career.
I'm a lollipop lady.

You've got Tom and you've got
that sweet little boy.

I wish I had a grandchild.
It must be lovely.

I keep waiting for Andrew to tell me
he's getting hitched.

I'd love to plan a wedding for him.

Every time I mention it, he just
tells me to stop interfering.

I think he's terrified of commitment.

Does he ever see his father?
Good God, no.

Listen, I'm... I'm gonna get a drink
and a fag outside. I won't be long.

Hi, Gail. Hiya.

I'm thinking of having
a surprise party for Mum.

Really? She just told me
she didn't want a do.

It's not really a do.
Just family and a few close friends.

No cards with numbers on them.

All right, love.
I'll keep you posted. Thanks.

Are you OK? I think so.

How you doin'?
I don't know.

I keep looking round
thinking someone's missing.

Then I realise it's Micky.

I thought the service would make me
feel better, but I feel worse.

I just feel guilty,
like I've really let him down.

No, you didn't, don't be daft.

Ladies and gentlemen,
family and friends,

if I could just have your attention
for one minute.

I'd like to thank you all
for coming along today.

I've been going through
a few of my dad's things,

trying to decide what to keep
and what to chuck out.

He'd been keeping himself busy
on a couple of projects

in his beloved shed. So this one
I think I'd like to share with you.

I know it's your wedding day, Linda.

Oh, my God!
Oh, look at you! Oh, it's me!

..it doesn't say anything
in the etiquette book

about bridesmaids making an arse
of themselves. But we thought...

But we thought
we'd do it anyway!

There she is, look!
Do you remember your moves?

No! I've seen it all now.
Which way are you going?

Oh, that one, remember that one?
Oh, that's Micky!

We were so young.
Can you remember it?

♪ Ain't no mountain high enough ♪

Oh, bless you, Mum.

♪ ..keep me from you ♪

It gets better, as well.
It gets better.

Wait for it.
There's an exciting bit.

Wait, this is it.

Go on, Mum!

Hey, it's my dad when he was thin.

Oh, no! No, he can't!

What's the matter?
Mum? You all right?

It's all right, isn't it? It took
me ages to get all that together.

Is she all right? What's going on?
Tell me. My PA's texting me.

He's making Stacey Know-It-All
Features Editor. Who's Stacey?

Who are you talking about?
Nobody. Nothing. She's a trainee.

I thought you were Features Editor.
Bastard's trying to get rid of me.

He wants me to consult
a couple of hours a week.

Consult? It's your magazine.
A couple of hours a week is good.

He's not answering. Not if
she doesn't want to drop her hours.

She's worked as hard as he has
to build the business up.

She deserves to be treated better.

Absolutely.

Answering machine!
He might be doing this for you.

I mean, none of us
are getting any younger.

You speak for yourself,
I do facial Pilates, mindfulness,

and I take a million supplements
every day.

But you can't keep going at the same rate.
You've got to slow down.

I don't want to slow down!
I know what this is.

I did an article about
second-time-around marriages

and he hated it.
Did he actually say that to you?

Brilliant idea. When I married Dave,
I had no idea what to wear.

I remember trailing round town
with not a clue in my head.

He said bridal mags were a
young person's business

and there was no room
for middle-aged women.

He can't say that.
It's against the law. No way!

Well, he did.
That's exactly what he said.

I mean, I think he was actually
referring to the model,

but I got the impression he meant me.
Want me to speak to him?

God, no!
I wouldn't say who I was.

No! I don't want you involved.
Oh, God. Look, Linda, I'm sorry.

I'll... I'll ring you.

Are you OK?

He does it to her every time.

I fucking hate the man.

She's given up everything for
him and that bloody magazine.

I think she always thought...
I know what she thought.

She was obsessed with him.

You've no idea what she's sacrificed for
that man. She wouldn't listen to anyone.

She thought he would leave his wife,
and that was never gonna happen.

Course it wasn't.
And now he thinks he can just

chuck her on the rubbish heap?

Well, he's not going to
get away with it.

I'll take the bastard to court.
You can't do that, love.

He's your dad.
No, he's not my dad!

I never had a father.

You have to earn that title.

I don't even know the man.

I wanted to ring you.

But the more I thought about it,
the more I realised it weren't fair.

Look, I've got a kid
and I owe people money.

I just wanted to go
get myself straightened out.

So you thought you'd bugger off
to Thailand instead.

I had to find out from your mam.
You never text, Facebook, nothing.

I'm sorry. And all that stuff
about not telling anyone

we were seeing each other, it was...

It was like you were ashamed of me.

No. It wasn't that.

I was just tryin' to deal
with Corrine and get custody of Ben.

I have never been ashamed of you.

Ruby. Come here.

You've no idea how much
plastic surgery she's had.

Really? Yeah.
Oh, well, stand by your beds.

I thought you'd taken the day off.
I didn't want to miss the party.

So, what are we all drinking?
Oh, mojito.

Stacey?
It's all right, I'll get these.

What are you playing at?
I'm not playing at anything.

I'm doing what you asked.
I'm socialising with the staff.

Can I have another jug of mojitos, please?
Of course. I'll bring it over.

Cheers. I told you to take a couple of
days off so you could think things over.

- Yeah, and I've thought,
- and I don't want the consultancy.

I'm very happy being Features
Editor, thank you very much.

Features Editor
is not an option.

Why not?

Is this because of
the Second Time Around article?

Or is it because
you've already offered it to Stacey?

Oh, don't be ridiculous.

Don't lie to me, John. This is me.

Do you remember us? How we were?

Of course.
Yes, of course I do. Look...

I think you should go, and we'll
talk about this later. Later when?

Tonight? Right, so, er, if we're
staying, shall we get some tapas?

Have a look through the menu.
We'll order as many as you like.

John? John!
I'm told the sardines are nice.

Why can't I be Features Editor
any more?

I don't want
to discuss this right now.

Well, I'm not leaving until you do.

I'll have the mushrooms
and the calamari.

Right.

I have given 30 years
of my life to this company

because I believed in it
and I believed in you.

So I think you owe me an explanation.

A jug of mojito.
Great. Thank you.

I have no hobbies,
no life outside of the company

apart from our son!

Why don't you just
give the man a break?

It's OK, Stacey. I think
Susan's a little emotional...

Oh, my God! You two are screwing.

Excuse me? Ignore her. No, I...

That's why you want me out of
the way and why you promoted her.

Please, Sue,
you're embarrassing yourself.

No, this is embarrassing myself.

Oh! Ah!

I want your stuff
out of the flat tonight.

I think you'll find
it's my name on the lease.

And Features Editor
is no longer an option

because you're not in touch
with our readers any more.

You're no longer relevant, Sue.

Susan, darling,
what a lovely surprise.

How are you? You look...

I'm fine, I'm just... It was
Micky's service today.

Gosh, you do look washed out.
Come through.

Look who's come to see us, Frank.
Huh?

Oh, well, well, this is a rarity.
Hi, Frank.

Come in, come in, sit down.

Have you eaten?
Can we get you anything?

She's been to her friend's memorial.

Remember, I told you
Micky was Linda's husband.

Oh, yes, yes.
Dreadful business, poor girl.

They were in a pop group together.
Ah! Yeah, it wasn't a pop group.

We played at Greenham. Ah.

So, what have you been up to, then,
my dear?

Very busy juggling things, as usual.

I thought
I might take a little break.

Oh, good for you.

Anyway, never mind me,
what about you?

Oh, you know, the usual.
Hospital visits,

whist evenings, all very boring.

Oh, your mother does have one piece

of really rather nice news
to tell you.

Frank proposed to me on my birthday.

How sweet.

I thought I ought to make
an honest woman out of her.

Are you sure
you won't stay to supper?

We hardly ever see you.
No, I've gotta go now.

Are you angry
about something, darling?

Actually, Mother,
I'm really confused.

About what? About why
you're marrying that man.

He's ten years younger than you
and it was bad enough that

you let him move in without consulting
either me or your grandson.

But if you marry him
and anything happens to you,

he will inherit this house, and it's
been in our family for generations.

But Andrew doesn't want this house,

and you have your own life
and your own flat in York.

It isn't my flat,
and, actually, I was thinking about

moving back in
for a couple of months,

but clearly I wouldn't be welcome
in your cosy little set-up.

Of course you'd be welcome.
Don't be silly.

Do you actually have sex with him?
No, don't answer that.

I don't want to know.

Susan!

I've been robbed of my inheritance,
my career,

my flat,

the man I have devoted
over 30 years of my life to,

the man I thought I'd grow old with.

The man I love.

Yes, I still love him, the bastard.

I made a fool of myself
in front of everyone.

And to top it all I have pranged
my car and I've got nowhere to live.

Not a good day, then, love.

I'm really, really lonely.

I've got no-one.

I'm in the wedding business
and I've never been a bride.

It's sad.

My mother's been married.

She's getting married again
and she's in her 80s.

It's just not fair.
Do you want to get married?

Not really, no,
but it'd be nice to be asked.

I wouldn't bother.
It's not all it's cracked up to be.

We hadn't had sex in ten months.

Why not?
I just didn't feel attractive.

Lines on my face, my skin, my hair.
My knee is killing me.

I just want to feel
like I used to feel.

I just want to feel
wanted, desired...

Like you were young again. Yeah.

Like I'm alive.

I didn't think for one minute
he'd go through with the divorce.

And now it's all over
and it's all my fault.

Maybe I'm just a sex-starved,
jealous, old bat.

Sex-starved and jealous maybe,
but not old.

We have to strike that word
from our vocabularies, girls.

Yeah, we're valuable members
of society.

Yeah, too right.
The years we've spent on this Earth

have given us a profound wisdom.

Like never taking a sleeping pill
and a laxative on the same night.

No, I... I won't go there.
Anyway, it's not all over, not yet.

You've still got six weeks and a day
before it's final.

Really? Who says?

If you read your decree nisi
properly, it'll tell you.

I remember this from helping Andrew
revise his law exams.

Six weeks? And a day.

So if you don't want it
to be all over,

you better do something. I will!

I just don't know what.

I just keep thinking about Micky

and what my life's going to be like.

Come on, love,
try not to think about it.

Put it out of your mind.
You're not on your own.

No, you're not.
We're here for you.

Do you know, I... You know something?

You two are my closest friends,
and I feel like I've neglected you.

Oh, you've been busy.

No, that's not good enough.

Come on. Let's not get maudlin.

To good friends. Good friends.
Good friends.

Oh, bloody hell.

Is there a Thomas Drayton at this
address? What do you want him for?

Who is it?
I think they want your Tom.

He's broken his curfew
bail conditions, love. Oh, shit.

Tom! Tom! Tom, where are you?

Tom! Tom, where are you?

Tom! Tom!
What do you...

You should be at home! Right, mate,
you've broken your bail conditions.

What time is it? Get out!
How could you be so stupid?

I'm sorry, I just forgot...
I'm sorry! I'm sorry!

You can't just take him away.
Where are they taking him?

What the hell is going on?
It's a misunderstanding.

Oh, love.

Darling, I'm at Linda's
and I'm staying here,

so you don't need to worry about me.

I want you to come to the office
tomorrow afternoon.

I think we should bring
an Age Discrimination Action

against John...
What? No! No, you can't do that.

Why not? I can't let you do that!

You have to do it, Mum.
You owe it to every other woman

that's been dumped on
the rubbish heap because of her age.

No, Andrew! Andrew!
Glad you're all right.

No, I can't let you do that!
I'll ring you tomorrow.

'Night, Mum. No, Andrew...

So, you're going to bring a court
action against your biological father?

My mother is.

Are you sure it's about her
and not you?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm sure.

And I've decided that if it really
is all over between them...

..I'm going to tell her about us.

I thought we could all go to
her birthday party together

as a family.

I didn't know
which side you slept on. Left.

I should warn you,
I snore sometimes,

particularly if I've had a drink.

Did you ring Andrew?
Yes, he...

He wants me to take John
to some kind of tribunal.

Well, he'd know best,
being a lawyer.

You might get some compensation.

Yeah, but it's not about
the money, Linda.

It's about everything
I've worked for.

All the worrying, sleepless nights.

The elation when the job went well.

And him, John,
in the middle of it all.

I did it for him.

Who the hell's that at this time?

Oh! Florence!

Oh, are you trying to break my neck?
Mm.

Linda Hutchinson? Yeah.

Who are you?
My name's Carole Hardcastle.

Micky was talking to me
on his mobile

when you pushed him overboard.