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Why? Where's Woody? Why did he tell him?
Did he come to you? What does he say?
It's not about Woody anymore. Is he gonna
leave me? Claire, it's out in the open.
We can finally have what we want.
Come and say. There's something I want to
show you.
This is Jack's playpen. He likes horsey,
donkey and moocow. Over there is his other
toys. He likes to spread them all out on
the floor and then pick which one he wants
to play with. This is water, cream, base,
white. A bottle of cowpolk teething. He's
sleeping better now, so we usually take it
in turns together. Clack. This is my real
life, Mitchell. The one I do most days,
the filthy adulteress is just my spare
time. You think I'm just interested in the
sex? I think that somehow I don't really
imagine us doing all this together.
Pushing trolleys, wiping snotty noses,
playing peekaboo. I'm actually the
peekaboo kingdom.
Do you think that I want to spend the rest
of my life having meaningless sex,
pulling women whose names I don't even
remember? Boozing? Partying? You stay
too long. And you. You see for what it
really is. Pointless. Leave me
alone. You're not being honest with
yourself. It was lost. Bollocks.
You offered me something I thought was
missing.
I don't love you. I've never
loved you.
It's just a shame it took the death of my
father to make me see that. To make me
realise the most amazing man was already
there.
Claire. This one.
I hate you. I hate you. I hate you.
Oh. Oh.
Just go. Go,
go. I can't just leave you like this.
Please, Claire, do what she says.
This is my house and you're not welcome
here.
I thought I'd lost everything.
Then I realised there's one thing you
can't take from me,
Woody. You can't take him. You're my son
and I'm his mother. Well, you should have
thought of that before you ruined his
life. I haven't ruined his life. He's
fine. He's totally fine. When he's old
enough to ask why we aren't together, you
can come and explain it. Woody, please.
No. You're not taking my child.
I won't let you. I won't let you. You lost
that right. You screwed my friend. I'm
sorry, Woody. I'm sorry. Please don't.
Please don't take him away from me. Don't
admit I don't want Mitch.
I never want to see him again. Why get
married. Why go through with it if you
were at it before? Because I love you.
You got a funny way of showing it. I
didn't know who I was anymore. I just
wanted to feel special. And I couldn't
give you that. Yes, you could. But you
didn't. You didn't. Woody,
please don't go. Bloody Woody, please
don't go. Please don't go. Woody. What?
Woody. Mom. Dad. Mom is still here.
Daddy.
Colder than brittle ones
colder than average night there's
frost in the air silent
as paving stars echo
the wind blows by and gets lost
in.
How can you break my heart?
I don't even know. You should
have known.
A shadow in deep blue.
Kelly. Do you like it? Dad said it looks
like a Bangkok brothel. I'm pregnant.
What do you think, Charlotte? I have a
little brother. Or little sister. How late
are you? It'll be great. You'll be able to
help. Look after it like a little friend.
How late? A few weeks. You know me.
I'm regular as clockwork. When did you
conceive? I've no idea. Only our
sex life hasn't exactly been exhaustive
recently. God. For God's sake, Charlotte,
go to your room. Why? Just do it.
What's the matter? It's not mine. Don't
lie to me, Kelly. I'm not. Who is he?
There isn't anyone. Someone from work.
That twat that was sniffing around you.
It's your baby. Bollocks. It can't be
mine. Cause I never came inside you. You
did. Yeah. And you know when? After I'd
had the snip.
So you better tell me. Are you having an
affair? Or am I asking for my money back?
You bastard, you. Now take a
look in the mirror. Vasectomy. When you
knew how much I wanted a child. How could
you do it? How could you? Wanker. Harry.
Dad, stop it. Don't fight. Dad. Go to your
room, you wanker. No.
Yeah? Callie Pullman,
I'm arresting you for sexual relations
with a minor. You do not have to say
anything, but it may harm your defence if
you do not mention when questioned
something which.
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