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The prodigal daughter has returned.

What do you want? A job.

There's a party tonight. Diplomats, in the country.

Bond...James Bond.

Wow.

I really don't want to be tied.

Shut up.

I paid for you. I'll do what I want.

[scream]

What was that?

You sick bastard!

(man) Stop them now!

Ben?

Would you...stay the night?

( upbeat techno theme playing )

I need to get Alex back.

So I've decided to go straight.

( upbeat horn theme playing )

Hey.

Hey.

Brought you some of your favorites. Thanks.

It's those pastries.

Listen, we should talk.

Yeah, we should.

I-I've given up.

What? I've packed in escorting.

I've got a job.

Well, a proper one.

It's this office thing.

Oh. I just think

it's the only way I can really make things work with Alex.

Oh. Right.

You know, after everything that's happened it's--

Is that what you wanted to talk about?

Yeah.

And you're not going to mention the fact that we had sex?

Yeah.

Okay, that-- That was a mistake.

We shouldn't have done it. Let's just move on.

To what? Pastries?

We had sex, Hannah.

Look, in the heat of the moment,

we forgot the reasons why we shouldn't.

It's not even worth talking about.

Let's just forget about it.

I, uh, better get to work.

Ben.

We're cool, aren't we?

Yeah.

Hi.

Thanks for, um, coming round. I know it's not really what--

What do you want?

I wanna show you something.

I've thrown out everything.

All my escort clothes, my work mobile.

I've...packed it in.

And I've-- I've got a job.

A proper one, and I've done it

because I want us to be together.

Is that it?

What? I said, is that it?

'Cause if it is I'm gonna go.

Hang on. Is--? Is--? What?

Is that all you're going to say?

About what?

H-how you feel? You know how I feel.

I want you to tell me. All right.

I've never felt so humiliated,

disgusted and appalled in my life.

And I've never felt so cheated, manipulated and--And deceived.

And if I'm honest,

I've never...hated someone

as much as I hated you that day.

( whispers ): I'm sorry.

Me too.

( door slams )

( funky music playing )

I tell you what. I'll let you try some, yeah?

Hold on one sec.

Excuse me. Excuse me.

Could you have a look at my mobile?

There's something wrong with it.

What's wrong with it?

It hasn't got your number in it.

( laughs )

Excuse me.

Try that.

( doorbell buzzes )

Yeah?

ALEX: Can you let me in?

Yeah, sure.

( buzzes )

( sighs )

Can I use your phone, please?

I left mine at home and my car battery is flat.

Mm-hm. Thanks.

( dialing )

Hello? Hi, hi. It's, uh, Alex McCloud.

Um, I broke down in the underground car park

on Stevenson Street.

An hour? Okay, brilliant.

Um, thank you. All right, bye.

( hangs up )

So they're going to be an hour and, well, um...

Do you want to wait here? We can keep an eye out?

No.

I'll wait in the car.

( door slams )

I'm sorry, I'm not sure it's gonna work out tonight.

I'm a bit-- My head's a bit messed up.

I've sort of broken up with my girlfriend.

I've moved out. It's still a bit messy.

Well, you know, it's okay if you wanna have a cry.

No, I'm fine.

I just don't feel particularly--

I mean, don't get me wrong, I'd love to.

Again, most guys would kill to be on a sofa

with a girl as pretty as you.

It would probably do me a world of good to just, you know?

Yeah.

( tender theme playing )

They just called. They won't be here till 2.

Said they're gonna phone when they're outside.

Something about women priorities or something.

It's just not good.

Why don't you come wait inside?

Alex, come on, I don't want to wait for a phone call.

I've got work in the morning.

( keys jingling )

( car door slams )

What?

It's just that you've ruined my exit.

No, no, that was brilliant, yeah. Very dramatic.

Well, uh, big day tomorrow.

New job.

First impressions.

ALEX: Yeah.

Are you going to go to bed

or are you just going to stand there?

All right, don't worry, I won't touch you.

Well, not unless you pay me.

( laughs )

That's really inappropriate. I'm going to bed.

Wise. Night.

( sultry theme playing )

( moans )

( alarm beeping ) ALEX: Hannah.

Hannah.

Did you hear the phone ring?

( groans )

I'm sick.

I'm ill on my first day.

Hannah, did you hear the phone ring? I fell asleep.

I think I've got meningitis Will you blanch my skin?

You've not got meningitis. You're tired.

See, this is why we should be together.

I always think I'm dying, you always know I'm tired.

And late.

And late, yeah.

Tired and late. Y-you know me so well.

No, no. You're really late.

Hello?

Oh, shit.

Hello?

Hello.

Hannah?

Um, that's perfect. Yeah.

Okay.

I'll see you in half an hour. Thank you. Bye.

See, here I am, all ready.

Alex, can I say something?

Yeah.

You know we're good together.

Yeah.

If I wasn't an escort, would we still be together?

Yes.

Well, I'm not an escort.

Anymore.

I've got a new job, I'm on my way.

It's going to take a lot more than a new job.

It's a start.

It's--? It's a start, isn't it?

It's a start.

Just--See me tonight.

Even if it's to laugh at my cooking for one last time.

Hannah?

Did you pull the plug out of the phone?

Mm-hm.

But only 'cause I love you.

My problem with the job market

is that I'm used to thinking on my back, not my feet.

( sighs )

( rock theme playing )

MAN: Piss a lot?

HANNAH: Sorry?

( mockingly ): Do you piss a lot?

You're allowed two toilet breaks.

One in the morning, one in the afternoon.

No personal calls, no personal e-mails.

No chatter, no crying, no whining.

One hundred of these. A5, collated, stapled.

No personal emergencies,

unless it is a death or serious maiming.

A sick day is a sick day.

Six sick days not validated by a medical professional

will result in an official warning.

Two hundred. Collated, stapled.

Now, has that all gone in there,

or am I gonna have to draw a little diagram for newbie?

You can count on me.

( upbeat rock theme playing )

Heh.

( tears paper )

( sighs )

( whistles )

I love Alex.

Alex.

I love Alex.

I love Alex.

I love Alex.

And he loves me.

I love Alex.

I love Alex.

He loves me.

Alex.

Alex.

Loves.

Me--

Sorry to interrupt, Hannah,

I can see you've got someone with you.

( laughing ): Oh, I was just--

You're not very good at this, are you?

I thought I was just getting the hang of it.

No, no, no. You're not.

So we are going to have to give you something a bit easier.

A special task only you can do.

I've got to shred all these?

No, no, no.

This is just A to C. What?

D to Z are in the basement.

Here.

Sorry about the big shredder. It's out of order.

Shred, shred, shred.

I can't do this.

Can't do it.

Can't--

( Richard Hawley's "Born Under A Bad Sign" playing )

I quit.

♪ What are you like? ♪

♪ You've had a right life ♪

♪ Taking a long ride ♪

And another thing she does, right?

In all the years, yeah? It's just take, take, take.

It is all about her.

She never listens.

Impossible to get a word in.

I'm gonna have a little cheeky one with you.

Cheers. Cheers.

Ben? I'm all right.

You tend to your guy, I'll tend mine,

I'm just having a little drink. All right?

Hey.

( whistles )

No.

Thank you.

How was work?

Uneventful. Go on. Take your glass. No.

I am a million miles away from all this right now.

I thought we were just gonna chat.

Yeah, over dinner. So I thought...

Why not make a bit of an effort?

( scoffs )

When are you gonna admit that there's 101 things

that we need to sort out before we do this?

Like what? Like--Like promises.

Promises that you're never gonna lie again.

That you'll never see your old clients.

That you tell me absolutely everything.

That you're doing this for yourself and not just for me.

And a promise that you're never, ever gonna do that again.

I will make every single one of those promises, you know I will.

But I'm not going to let you stand here and have a go at me

for trying to show you how much I love you.

And I know this isn't what you want,

but I'm gonna keep on making mistakes

until I do the one thing that makes you love me again.

( Natalie Imbruglia's "Leave Me Alone" playing )

♪ I ask you to hold me ♪

♪ But you don't want To hold me ♪

It's not working.

Sorry.

Give me a minute. No.

Don't--Don't bother.

( moans )

Hannah. It's just--

I can't do it.

I can't--

Ah.

God.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

( moans )

Oh, God. No.

What's wrong?

Ungh. Nothing.

Nothing. Just--Oh, no.

Let me try something else-- Just fucking lie there.

I'm sorry. Don't.

Don't.

I-I didn't mean that. It's fine.

Um...

I don't know why I said that.

Yeah, you do.

You think I'm a whore.

No, I don't.

Honestly, I don't.

I'm trying.

It's--I can't really get some things out of my head.

This was too soon.

( doorbell buzzes )

( groans )

Hello? BEN: I've been mugged.

Are you gonna open the fucking door?

Yeah, yeah. I'll buzz you up. Hang on.

( buzzes )

It's Ben.

He's been mugged. He sounds hammered.

BEN: I've been mugged. HANNAH: Yeah, I know. You said.

Come on.

What happened?

Did they take your wallet?

No. I was in town.

And then I was with some cans.

And they didn't let me back in.

And I lay down and-- And the next thing I know,

these girls are pulling at the bag

fucking trying to steal my cans.

Some girls stole your lagers?

Some girls stole my lager.

What are you doing here?

I-I live here.

Oh, you live here.

( phone smashes )

HANNAH: What did you do that for, Ben?

( whoops )

Is everything all right?

HANNAH: Yeah, it's fine.

Can you just give us a minute?

BEN: Yeah, sorry, doctor.

What did you do that for, Ben?

So I don't have to listen to your boring shit anymore.

Me and you are over.

Find someone else to listen to you moaning.

Him.

What's the matter, Ben?

I broke up with Vanessa.

I'm free and single.

And I did a sex on a girl last night.

Lisa.

Very nice.

And I've--You don't know

because you never talk to me anymore. You're a crap friend.

I'm sorry.

Why'd you break up with Vanessa?

D-did you tell her about us?

Not everything in the world is about you.

I broke up with Vanessa because we're not--

I love her, but I'm not in love with her.

I love someone else.

Where's my phone? Where's my phone?

You broke it, boozy.

Hold that for a second.

You--? You gonna come to bed for a little bit?

For a little bit.

Just come to bed for a little bit--

Trousers. Ah.

I think you can keep those on.

Is he okay?

HANNAH: Yeah, he's fine.

What is he doing here?

Why's he so drunk?

Because I've been a really crap friend.

ALEX: Come to bed.

I'm just gonna stay with him for a while.

Okay.

♪ Don't leave me alone ♪

I thought it was Belle complicating things.

Turns out it was me all along.

I'm here to make your day. One last job.

I love you. Don't work too hard.

One hour. 5000 pounds.

It's not like anyone will know.

She is taking a booking.

Nine-thirty, tonight.

( upbeat horn theme playing )