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I need a friend. Okay. I'll ask
him to leave.
It's like this void,
this unfillable
hole. And the worst of it is,
I've only got myself to blame all
the people back for the people I know.
I'm with him. That wanker. Oh, worse than
a wanker. For a situation like this, I'd
even allow the seaward. It's the
worst thing you can do to someone. A
fling. We could get past this.
It's unforgivable. But you're
Woody and Claire. You're like Charles and
Dye or Sonny and Cherniel.
Good comparison.
Alchem pex. But the point
is, it's a blip. You can't allow
it to destroy your lives. I think it
already has. Win him back. Apologise,
grovel. Tried all that. Well, try again.
Don't just sit there and accept defeat.
Do whatever it takes. Promise him the
world, but don't lose him. Claire.
Don't lose him.
All right. Chicken okay?
Yeah. Yeah.
Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.
Better. Lucy,
there's a coffee there for you.
I'm sorry to land on you. Didn't know
where else to go.
How could they do this to you?
Will you leave her permanently? We're only
just married.
Some women don't know when they've got a
good one, do they?
Make us some food.
Sit down.
How bad is it? Yes, it is. Claim it
last, Mitch. The nationals are going to
have a field day.
Been stacking up. Do you know what they're
going on about, Mitch? The person your
sister had sex with. The child. He called
the show weeks back asking advice about
his teacher. And you suggested you should
try sleeping with her. I wouldn't do that.
Tell him. Let me
refresh your memory. Only problem
is, Mitch, when I said she was a teacher,
what I didn't tell you was she's my
teacher. So you're one of her pupils?
That's right. Teacher's pet.
Well, my advice would be the same. Go for
it, mate. Go for it. I urge you to say sex
education should have a practical element.
We can't be responsible for every idiot
that calls into the show. It's
entertainment. We don't expect them to go
and act on it. Especially with my sister.
The board think differently. As doubtless
will broadcasting standards. So what
happens next? We need to consider your
position. Meaning? Meaning the incident is
under internal investigation. Meaning if
this turns to shit, you and Woody carry
the can.
I'm your best presenter. This radio
station is absolutely nothing without me.
That's all. Thank you.
Anything else in my life you want to ruin.
What do you want?
Right, you've seen me, now piss off.
How's Jack? Fine.
Woody, there's things that I need to say.
Things we need to talk about. I'm about to
lose my job.
I'm gonna lose everything. Why? What's
happened?
All our lives have gone shit shaped.
What's the unifying factor? Mitch Moore.
I know you hate me. Would you? For the
affair, for Mitch, in the speech. Claire,
the only things I want to discuss are the
house and Jack. I'm going to instruct a
solicitor, but I don't want us tearing
strips off each other. Please don't want
your mum to suffer so she can see Jack.
Don't say it's over. We can make sole
custody. I'll say sorry for the rest of my
life, but you have to want to hear it.
This is all because you want your son
back. No.
I want you back.
Just say there's hope. As long as there's
hope, there's a chance. How can I do that,
Claire? How can I promise that? Because as
long as he's around, I'm always going to
be wondering, fearing the worst. Every
text message, every late night drink. And
I can't live like that, Claire. I can't
live like that.
Standard burger. Sex teacher
arrested, murdered.
Standard night edition. DJ tells cuko the
bed sister. Standard John
in Elephant and Castle. Talk to me, bro.
I'm 14. Mitch, can I shag your sister?
Funny guy, line three. Robin Queensway.
What's happening, my friend? Oh, yeah. I
want to talk to you about sex education.
Mitchell. Do you think the head should be
involved or is that going down?
Carl on line four. It's descending into
chaos. It's Carol. And I just like to say
that I think your sister. Disgust. Goes
trainers. What's going on? You're losing
control. I run this show. Correction, I
run it. Pet the call of any idiots, get
rid of them. You call some friends, have
them call in with questions. If you can't
find any, do it yourself. Where are you
going? Sit down.
Hey. How's my favourite man? The whole
world. Hey, baby. Just come on.
There's an expression in business, the
bridging format. It's usually applied when
you're moving from one system to another.
And this is the interim period. You
understand?
I think in life, sometimes people can
be like that. Bridging between the old and
the new. Right? And that's me. No, no,
no, it's me.
Ali. You're an amazing girl.
Woman. Sorry. And we have an amazing time
together. You're funny, attractive,
quirky, you know, at the sinks. You're
dumping me? No, I'm not dumping you. Oh,
don't dump me, Harry. Please don't dump
me. I am not. I'm not dumping you. Well,
then what? I'm 20 years older than you.
All the things that you want to do, I've
done them. What things? Weddings and
houses and babies. I just want you.
For now. But eventually you want more.
It's inevitable. What if I don't?
Andy? No. Okay. What if I just
want to be happy and
in love and feel sexy and confident for
the first time in my life? What if that is
enough? All I'm saying is don't make plans
because I've lived 2.4 children and now I
just want to be me again.
But I ordered. You should have
ordered a younger model,
Charlotte. That's good, guy.
You're on the front cover of the standard.
I've got press around here day and night,
bombarding us with questions, calling you
all sorts. Sex offender. May as
well call you paedophile. You screwed
your life. You've screwed my life.
Because I know what they're thinking.
What's up with him for his wife to go and
do that? What sort of a man must he be?
And I don't know the answer.
Why did you marry me, Scott?
Did you even love me? Of course I loved
you. Still do. We could have had kids.
We could have had a family.
That would have meant you growing up in
sort of idling through life, hoping
everything will just be all right. You
shagger schoolboy.
Yeah.
You know something? I'm gonna keep the
baby. Because let's face it, you're never
gonna give me one, are you?
It's right. Just turn away. Pretend it
isn't happening. Why don't you go back to
your squirrels where you're happiest?
Don't shit on my dreams. What dreams? You
just flow through life to avoid an Edin
that requires commitment. You know, you
got a daughter who loves you. What you do,
you just moan about her, resent her. She
was a mistake. Half the bloody world of
mistakes. You just gotta get on with it.
I'm a shit dad, girls. I can't do
it. Maybe I'm not programme right, but I'm
just not that sort of bloke.
You're gonna have to be.
It's gonna put me away.
I just wanted you.
5 seconds.
Mitch Moore after dark dj
told pupil to bed sister talk show host in
sex scandal. Lessons in love.
What the hell's he doing? They've all had
their pound of flesh, the red tops, the
holy than thou journalists who never do
anything wrong. Meanwhile,
the real crime, it gets unreported, it
gets undiscussed.
You see, they've actually got the whole
story wrong. I've done
something far worse.
Something unforgivable.
I've come between two people that really
love each other.
Somehow we never really learn our lessons.
We risk everything for that moment of
pleasure. It makes us crazy,
it makes us shine. It makes us do things
that we never thought we would. So when
people hear that this is going to be my
last ever show, I want
them to know it's not because of some sex.
Scandalous is because I really need
to give space to love.
Without me around, maybe.
Maybe in time the wound can heal.
So this is it, good people. No more calls,
no more chat. I'm taking my leave and I'm
hitting the road to start a brand new
journey. It's been a hell of a ride.
But the time has come to say adios amigos.
Thanks for everything.
You've been great and I'll
miss you.
I take full responsibility. It was my
decision. No one else is to blame for what
I said on there.
Here's one I took of my brother.
Here's one I took with my dad. Here's the
one I took of Elvis. Here's the one where
the dogs mad.
There's the one that got away. Here's
everything I longed for. Here's peace
nearest hate. And here's the one I was
looking for. And you hold light,
image, place on a king
for us to see. Turn it over
cause it's not a place, it's a change.
Here's Mary, here's Trevor,
here's Lucas, here is John. I don't
know why I show you who these people are.
Do you know why? And I'd like to tear them
up and chuck out all the pieces Hitler
in this box like over now wish
it can you hold again
away for us it's
not a be change.
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