All language subtitles for House Husbands s04e08.eng

What are we gonna do
about the kids' talent quest?

Avoid it.

- Mm-hm.
- Isn't it compulsory?

Did I get that note?

- Rachel!
- Bach or Mozart?

- Sorry?
- The talent quest.

Atticus is playing the oboe.

- Wow.
- And the violin.

Can you do two things?

What are your lot doing?

We're in pretty early
stages of rehearsal.

We're doing a magic trick.

- Yeah, that's right.
- Is a magic trick a talent?

- It's magic. Was Mozart magic?
- Oh, many people think so.

Come on, let's get to class.
We don't want to be late.

You have to beat that kid.

There are no winners, Dad.
The talent quest is about beating

- your personal best.
- That'd be right.

We're having a playdate
today to practise.

- Oh, great.
- At your house.

- What?
- Bye, Dad.

Wait a minute, I... I
organise the playdates!

Drinks for Belinda.

You can't stand her.

The vote for my
promotion is in three days.

I need to do something.

Try and keep it subtle.

I'm always subtle.

I organised this occasion

for our chief, Belinda,
who I personally respect enormously.

Belinda has received

the Southwest District Award
in Health Administration

for her ground-breaking
work in cost productivity.

We should do a toast.

To Belinda.

- To Belinda.
- You don't have a champagne.

Oh, I'm fine.

Oh, sorry, of course, you're not
drinking because of the...

Whoops.

You're pregnant. This is the baby
you're carrying for your brother?

Actually, it's my baby.

If this is your baby,
it's gonna impact on your work.

Yes, it will.

I am a mum, pregnant
with my third child,

and I'm also going
for the same promotion as Saxon.

May the best doctor win.

The teachers' aides we've implemented
have been a huge success.

That's good.

The only trouble is, we've
run out of money to fund them.

- Trivia Night will fix that.
- No, that's two months away.

In the meantime, I'm asking
parents to volunteer.

People are busy.

You're not, are you?

Very, and even if I wasn't,
I don't like the classroom,

never have.

It'll be a nice challenge
for you then.

I'm always telling the children to
get outside their comfort zone,

try some new things.

It's character building.

Good afternoon, Mr Crabb.

Mr Crabb is going to listen to your
homework while I do some marking.

I'm sure you'll show
him how clever you are.

Jacob, could you
read us what you've written?

"On Saturday, I played soccer.
On Sunday, I played more soccer.

It was awesome."

That's... Thank you, that's good.
It's very important to exercise.

- Nobody wants to be a fatty boomba!
- Mr Crabb...

- (KIDS GIGGLE)
- What?

- We don't use negative language.
- What's wrong with...?

"Fatty boomba."

It's very important to exercise,

so we don't become weight
challenged.

Who's next?

I've written three pages,

so I should get
to take Clever Clive home.

- Hm?
- Clever Clive is the class owl.

Every week, a child who strives for
excellence gets to take him home.

I don't just strive for excellence,
I achieve it.

Jacob, you had a very

strong, clear voice.
You may take Clever Clive home.

- Yes!
- What?!

So, who's next to tell us about
their weekend? Let's see. Stella.

"Crash. The saucepans echoed
in a cacophony of sounds

"as the delectable aroma of poultry
pies emanated through the kitchen.

"On the weekend, I helped..."

You tore up Stella's homework!

I tore up your homework.
Stella didn't do it.

- Well, I might have helped.
- You wrote it. You and a thesaurus.

And it wasn't very obvious,
it was all about baking pies.

You had no right to interfere.

- I'm the teacher's aide.
- Only because Miss Looby's desperate.

Stella's a smart kid.

She might have struggled a bit in
Prep, but she's fully caught up.

I'm just helping her
stay on top of things.

No, by doing everything for her,
you're holding her back.

Your speech went down a treat.
The panel loved it. They love you.

Oh, even more than Saxon?

Well, Belinda will vote for Saxon.
We know that.

There are seven of us on the panel,

and from what I hear,
you're the favourite.

Really?

This is Mrs Edith Benson.
She was found wandering the streets.

- Who are you? Go away!
- Mrs Benson, I'm Dr Albert.

Can you tell me what happened?

I was trying to get the good sherry
glasses down and I broke one.

Frank will be so cross.

Oh, I'm sure he'll understand.
Shall we take a look?

OK, just pop down here for me.

That's it.

A shard of glass right
through the conjunctiva.

Let's get her up to the eye clinic.

No! Where's Frank?

Oh, you don't have to go anywhere.
You can stay here.

- Is Frank your husband?
- We just got married.

He had to wait until I turned 21.

OK, can you tilt your head
back for me? There, that's it.

These will numb the pain.

I can't get in there.
I need the drill.

We should let the eye
surgeons do this.

Here we go. OK, Edith, can you
pop your feet up here for me?

Alright,

- can you pass the drill, please?
- It's too risky.

The drill, thanks.

OK, Edith, I need you
to stay very still for me.

- Can you do that?
- Mm-hm.

Perfect.

(DRILL WHINES)

What was that?

Me, performing
a successful procedure.

- But what if she'd moved?
- She didn't.

I am the nurse unit manager.
You need to work with me.

Dr Albert, this is
Mrs Benson's daughter.

Allison.

I understand you treated my mother.

Yes, she's doing really well.
We removed the glass from her eye.

We'll need to keep her
overnight for observation.

Many thanks.
Mum can get very, very distressed,

so it can't have been easy for you.

It's her! The judge from
Justin's interim hearing.

We've got to say something!

- Why would we do that?
- Why wouldn't we?

She's presiding over his trial.

Yeah, where she has to
remain impartial, by law.

But we could tell her about Justin,
you know, what a great dad he is

- and what a psycho Rodney is.
- Well, she recognised us from

the hearing and she
didn't say anything.

- She was being professional.
- She would listen to me.

I just saved her mum's eye.
I think I could talk to her.

Look, no matter how big a hero
you think you are drilling into

people's eyeballs, you
can't influence judges.

- Look, he can fly!
- Boys, stop. Come on.

We don't want to be the family
who trashes Clever Clive.

- We've got to get to Lewis's.
- Whee!

- I mean it, boys.
- Are you cross, Daddy?

No, baby, not with you.

Remember that time
when you were really cross

and you hit me over and over?

- Did you hit Angie, Dad?
- No.

- You did. It hurt.
- I never hit you, Ange.

You know that, right?

- But I remember.
- What? What do you remember?

You were cross and you hit me.

Hey, did someone tell you this?

- He helped me remember.
- Who?

Rodney.

Listen to me, kids,
I never hit Angie, or any of you.

That's the truth, OK?

You need to stand up to Lewis.

- It's just a toy.
- It's Clever Clive!

Poppy has been waiting all year for
that owl. Lewis is on a power trip.

- He's as bad as his wife.
- What's Gemma done?

She got angry with me
for being good at my job.

Really?

She acts like I think I'm
better than everyone else.

I do not think I'm
better than everyone else!

I just think I'm
right... occasionally.

How often's occasionally?

You need to speak to Lewis
about Clever Clive.

I'm going to be the magician
and you two can be my assistants.

How come you get
to be the magician?

- It was Poppy's idea.
- Oh, well, let's not get too bossy.

Do you want to pop
upstairs and rehearse, girls?

Come on, I have so many ideas.

Probably best they
figure it out for themselves.

Well,
Poppy can be a bit domineering.

Sorry, is this Punish Poppy Day?

- Sweetie, it's...
- Well, you're not saying anything.

Why didn't you give Poppy Clever
Clive? She was told she'd be next.

Can we please stop?
It's not important.

You alright?

Rodney's been telling Angie
that... that I hit her.

That's horrible!

- What did your lawyer say?
- Nothing, he was useless.

He said it was hearsay.
He can't prove a thing.

If Rodney's filling Angie's
head with lies,

- then the court should hear about it.
- The judge is in the hospital.

- What? Where?
- It doesn't matter.

We can't tell you anything, Justin,

because it's against
hospital protocol.

Wait, wait, Gemma, if
I could just talk to the judge...

- That's what I thought!
- No, you cannot.

Isn't that perverting
the course of justice or something?

- Oh, so now you're on her side?
- There are no sides.

You need a hand?

- Last box.
- Finished my homework.

- All of it?
- I only had to write a poem.

Ooh, that sounds hard.
You need a hand?

You really smother, don't you?

Helicopter parent alert.

Whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop.

Ah, it's OK, Stel.
I'm sure your poem's great.

You just pop it in your bag.

I don't need to get involved.

Didn't you get my message?
Angie's sick.

Yeah, I got the message.
I just don't understand why that

- would change our arrangement.
- Give it back!

- No!
- Hey, Angela.

- Hey, kids, get back inside, OK?
- Hi.

Jacob, put your sister back in bed.
She's sick, remember?

She looks pretty well to me,
but if she feels sick,

she can rest at my place.

I've got a room set up for her.

- What room?
- The trial's coming up.

Thought I better get
her bedroom ready.

Yeah, she won't need it.

Even if you have been
filling her head with lies.

What are you talking about?

Mate, I don't want to argue.

It's not healthy.

So either I take Ange now,

or we get the lawyers involved,

and you know what a
nightmare they can be.

- Justin?
- Hey. Is she still here?

- Who?
- The judge. I want to talk to her.

You know what, Justin? You need
to go home before you get me fired.

Juxcorp are one of our top clients,
but their market share is dropping.

Because their branding
belongs to another era.

I want to pitch them something.
It's good. I know it will work.

- But it's bold. They might freak out.
- Well, I have got your back.

- Really?
- Mm.

Because if I pitch them
the same old stuff,

they'll blame me when
it fails.

I need them to change.

Mm, I get it. United front.

You have my full support.

At Juxcorp, most of your
products are aimed at families,

wipes, shampoo, toilet paper.

Yet, in all of your campaigns,

you use a mum in her 30s
to sell your product.

Families are changing.

Grandparents aren't sitting
around having a cup of tea.

They are down at the park with
their grandkids,

looking after them
for working parents.

Why not use grandma and grandpa

using a wipe to
clean sticky fingers?

Or even a gay couple using shampoo?

Can you stop there?

You've misunderstood our brand.

- I agree. Flawed thinking, Mark.
- We've spoken about this.

We'll go back to the drawing
board on this, Jack. We can fix it.

- No, we can't.
- Mark's being amusing.

No, I'm not.

I'm quitting.

- You what?!
- You're angry.

I'm processing.

How good's the fresh air? We should
move to the country, grow peaches.

OK, now you sound insane.

Ah, you are angry.

No, you were miserable there.

It's good. You sound happy.

I'm still walking. I feel great.

Although, I haven't got a job.

Yeah, look, we'll work
something out. With my promotion,

we'll be in a much better place.

Hey, guess what?

- I'm the favourite.
- That's great!

Um... I've gotta go, honey.

Justin?

I'm losing it, Abi.

I'm wandering around a hospital,

looking for a judge
who's probably not even here.

You know, today used to
be my day with Angie.

Just the two of us...

hanging out.

She's slipping away from me.

Oh, Charlotte, is Gemma around?

She's in a management meeting.
Do you want me to get her?

No, no, no, it's fine.

There's a password.

Yeah, Tilda's name and birthday.

I told her to change it.

Can you keep watch?

OK, patient's name, Edith Benson.

She was discharged
this morning at 7am.

Lives with... next of kin,
daughter Judge Allison Kummerow.

Address: 14 Clyde St, Milton.

Promise me you won't
do anything stupid.

I promise.

Thanks, Abi.

- Frank!
- Sorry, who are you?

Quick, she's coming.

Who's coming?

- My mother, silly.
- WOMAN: Oh, Mum!

- What are you doing?
- Start the car, go on.

- Let's go, let's drive.
- Mum!

I think you've confused
me for someone else.

- Mum!
- I'm tired of her keeping us apart.

- Mum!
- I want to elope.

- I don't want to wait until I'm 21.
- Oh, heavens.

- Mum!
- Um... Oh, hey.

Judge Kummerow, hi. Justin Baynie.
I don't think you remember me...

What are you doing with my mother?

Uh... nothing!
She jumped into my car.

Mum, please, get out of the car.

- She thinks you're her mum.
- Oh, she's... confused.

Right.

What's her name?

- Edith.
- Edith.

Edith, hi.

It's time to get out now.

Don't be such a
crashing bore, Frank.

- Oh...
- Frank? Who does she think I am?

Oh, my father, Frank.
He died 20 years ago.

- Oh!
- Edith! Handbrake!

Oh, no!

Get in! I'll hold it!

Mum, that was really dangerous.
You can't do things like that.

Now come inside, please.

I am not your mother.

Why are you here?

To talk. I have a case before you.

- It's a custody battle.
- I know your case.

You shouldn't be anywhere near me.

So with an acrostic poem,
you write the title down the page,

and then you use each letter
to start a line of poetry.

For example, 'BATS'.

Now, you might write 'black'.

Yes, Poppy.

I think you can find more
descriptive words than 'black',

- Lewis.
- Mr Crabb.

Have you ever thought
of something like,

"Beating black wings,
birds of the night"?

Why don't we hear your poems?

Um... Stella?

- It isn't very good.
- I bet it's better than you think.

Did you write it yourself?

Well, let's hear it.

'Daddy', by Stella Parker.

"Delightfully daring,
Dad's not afraid of the dark.

"Always making us safe,
always making us laugh.

"Did you know my dad makes
the world's best pies?

"Did you know my dad never lies?

"Yes, it's true, he's one of a kind.

"If you make a mistake,
he doesn't mind."

- Yes, Poppy.
- That was a very good poem.

You hear that, Stel?

A compliment from the class critic.

Can't do better than that.

(SCHOOL BELL CHIMES)

You won't believe how I got here.
I walked, from work.

And that is interesting because?

I walked! I walked out. I quit.

Finito. I'm still walking.

Got a little bit of a blister
actually,

- but let's not focus on the blister.
- So you're unemployed.

I don't think of it as
unemployment.

I think of it as an opportunity
to seek other... opportunities.

- Unemployment.
- Unemployment.

How was school?

You should read this.
Stella's homework.

Why won't you let Frank and me
be together?

That is not Frank, Mum.

You married Frank.
You and Dad were married.

No, no, no! Get out of the car!

- Oh, Frank!
- Hey, Edith.

- Oh, Frank.
- Hi.

- You came.
- Yeah. Shall we go home?

An afternoon walk would be nice,
wouldn't it?

OK? Here we go.

Watch your step. Alright.

- I'd love a walk with you.
- Me too, Edith.

- Is she alright?
- She's asleep.

That's good.

I'm... I'm sorry if I was a little harsh
with you before.

You were worried.

My father actually drove a car
just like yours.

It's obviously
triggered a memory for her.

You were very good with her.

Kind and gentle.

But that doesn't it's
right that you come here.

I am an officer of the court.

I know it's not procedure.

It's bordering on criminal.

I need to explain my situation.

No, well, that's what
the trial is for.

The man trying to take my kid is
telling her things that aren't true,

that I'm violent.

I would never hurt my kids.

I actually can't have this
discussion with you.

Please.

You understand what it's like to
lose someone that you love.

Your father.

And now your mum not even
recognising who you are.

I haven't got everything right
in my life, I understand.

But I've got my family right.

Don't believe all the lies.

Justin.

I will think
about what you said.

Thanks.

Hey. For you.

- Clever Clive?
- Yeah. Poppy's been waiting all year.

Jacob can share.

Is everything OK?

Better than OK, thanks to you.

You spoke to the judge?

Yeah. Hey, her mum stole my car.

- What?
- No, no. It was actually good.

You know, we bonded.

I spoke to her about the case.

She seemed to really care.

- Oh, that is such good news.
- Yeah, I know!

Thanks to you.

Oh, Clever Clive's come to visit.

Yeah, Poppy's having a turn.

OK, before I tell you what I've
done, you need to know

the outcome was positive,
everyone's fine.

What outcome?

I may have given Justin some
details... from your computer.

Sorry, what?!

The judge's address,
but it was a good thing.

She wasn't angry, was she, Justin?
She was sympathetic.

Yeah, totally fine.

- Mm.
- I've got a meeting.

I need to go.

- Is that going to be OK?
- Yeah.

Things are
a bit weird at the moment,

but... it's me and Gemma.

- Yeah.
- Everything'll be fine.

Yep.

So we've all nominated

our preferred options for
the specialist position.

At the moment, we have three votes
for Dr Jeremy Saxon

and three votes for Dr Abigail Albert.

That leaves you
with the deciding vote.

- Surprise!
- Yes, it is.

Remember when the kids were
little and we'd take turns

getting babysitters and do
pizza and red wine nights?

We thought we'd
reinstate the tradition,

without the red wine, of course.

But we have chocolate.

Your favourite.

I have gestational diabetes.

Yeah, but you can have
one, can't you?

Are you going to let us in?

Maybe we should have called first.

Is this about the Justin thing?

Because I wanted to say sorry.

You broke into the hospital
database using my password.

You're lucky I didn't report you.

Well, that would have been a bit
hard core,

considering the vote for
my promotion's tomorrow.

- It happened today.
- Sorry?

Some of the panel needed
to go to a conference,

so they moved the vote forward.

I didn't get the job, did I?

So what kind of
defeat are we talking?

Did everyone vote for Saxon or...?

It was close.

Well, let's not
get bogged down in numbers,

I mean, at the end of the day,

- what does it mean?
- A lot, actually.

I've wanted to be a
specialist my whole life.

I worked my guts out
at school and uni.

I studied while I breastfed two
newborns,

I missed Poppy's first day of school

because I was
slogging it out in emergency.

Losing to Saxon
means it was all wasted.

So the numbers are important to me.

There are seven of us on the panel,

and it was three all

until I voted against you,
for Saxon.

You're both excellent doctors,
but you are out of control.

You act like you own that
hospital and everyone in it.

You broke every rule today.

- For Justin.
- That's not up to you.

You are not God.

So this was your
chance to pull me down?

You could have gotten me sacked.

It is my job to make sure
that those files remain

confidential, and you treat me like
a second-class pen pusher.

The nurse/doctor thing
really bothers you, doesn't it?

- Oh...
- OK, look, we should go.

No, answer me!

It's got nothing to do with this.

I'm happy being a nurse,
and I'm good at it.

Then why did you study medicine?

- You were close to finishing.
- That was years ago.

You choked. It was too hard.

You're not carrying that baggage?

You're right, you should go.

What you did today was illegal
and unethical.

I made my decision based on
what's best for the hospital,

given the candidates.

It wasn't personal.

Trust me, this feels very personal.

(DOOR SLAMS)

Kids, you've gotta
pick up your toys.

Mum made the mess, not me.

I'm taking the day off.
We're having a tea party.

Oh, that's probably a good idea.

Hey, why don't you
take the day off too, Pops,

and hang with Mum?

Nah, I want to go to school.
We're doing poetry.

Oh, I love a bit of poetry.

Remember that poem I wrote you?

'Dad's Nice on Fridays'?
Yep, that's one of my favourites.

I've got that framed
on my desk at... at work.

I've always liked peace lilies.

Rachel!

I wasn't expecting you so early.

I've been going all night on the
Juxcorp pitch

since you... left me
in the lurch.

Right. Well, I'll leave you to it.

What went wrong?
We were so good together.

You said that it'd stop,
the lying, the white-anting.

It's... it's a process, Mark.

I can't work with you.
It's as simple as that.

What if you don't have to?

What if you manage your clients
yourself, choose your accounts,

deal directly with the companies?

I stay away.

And raise your salary by 20%.

- Hey!
- Perfect, yeah?

For the talent quest.

With Eve moving in,
we've got boxes galore.

And guess what?

- I got to speak to the judge.
- Yeah, I heard.

Yeah, I think I really got through
to her. You know, my lawyer rang.

The judge is calling
a special directions hearing.

What do you reckon that means?

Well, I'm hoping she'll stop
the court order

so Angie doesn't
have to go to Rodney's anymore.

You know, at least till the trial.

I'm off.

How's it going?

Good. I'm late for work.

Bye.

Is she... is she OK?

- Yeah.
- Yeah?

- Spoken to Abi?
- No. Why?

No reason. Sure it's all good.

- Hey, is there paint in the shed?
- Yeah.

I read Stella's poem.

- It was great.
- Told you.

Raise the bar, she'll
rise to the challenge.

Totally agree.

If only you'd take your own advice.

This teacher thing,
you're clearly good at it.

The kids love you. You could be
more than just a teacher's aide.

Train to be the real thing.

Why would I do that?

Raise the bar,
rise to the challenge?

Sweetie, I'm home.

Sorry, I stuck around at
the office a little bit.

Now, I know what you're thinking,
but Rachel gave me full autonomy.

I've got my own clients.

I just had a meeting with
two of them. It was fantastic.

Plus, I got a pay rise!
How good's that?

You know how you said we should move
to the country and grow peaches?

- Not really.
- Remember Maidenvale?

Beautiful, romantic
Maidenvale, where you proposed?

There's a country hospital
there desperate for doctors.

It's kind of like it's
meant to be, don't you think?

OK, you need to slow down.

Well, that's the thing, we can't
slow down. I took the job.

We're moving to
the country.

This is crazy, even for you.

You were the one who put
the idea in my head

with the growing peaches thing.

And you said I was insane!

I was being closed-minded.

Look, the hospital provide a cottage
for us, fully furnished, no rent.

Nope. Nope, I don't
want to see the cottage!

We don't have to sell this place.
We can rent it out for good money.

All we need to do is
pack a few bits and bobs

- so the girls have their things.
- What are they going to think?

Sophie's two. As long as
there's ice-cream, she's happy.

And you should see the school!
Gorgeous!

Rolling hills, open space.

There's an alpaca in the playground.

Poppy'll love it. And... um... they
said she could start on Thursday.

Thursday?

They need me ASAP.

I said we couldn't
realistically leave until tomorrow.

What part of tomorrow is
realistic?! This is a huge step!

Well, that's what they said
about landing on the moon,

- but they still went.
- They were astronauts!

I can't go back
to that hospital, Mark.

With Saxon as my boss
and Gemma not....Gemma.

She's still Gemma.

It's too big, what she did.

You know,
this is our chance to start again.

The hours are nothing like here.

I would have so much more time
to spend with you and the girls.

I mean, they're the ones who've
missed out

- because of my stupid career.
- It's not stupid.

Maidenvale, look!

Remember how lovely it was?!

Please, go with me on this.

- Is it a real-life alpaca?
- Yeah, in the playground.

And there are lots of chickens
and heaps of space to play.

You'll love it, we all will.

- Will my friends come and visit?
- Of course.

Stella will come all the time
because Uncle Kane will bring her.

And Gemma and Lewis
will bring Tilda?

And you'll make new friends.

Will I still get to
do the talent quest?

You cannot go.

Kids, why don't you run
off and have a practice?

Off you go.

Look, we've just
got Poppy excited about it.

Can you just
try and act positive around her?

Why are you doing this?

Is it because you
didn't get the promotion?

What happened?

There are a whole bunch of reasons.

What about our wedding?

Well, of course I'll
come up for that.

What's going on?

- We're moving to Maidenvale.
- Why?

We need a change.

I've brought magician hats
for Stella and Tilda too.

I thought we were just assistants.

We need three magicians,
and I'm going away.

The hats are special
goodbye presents from the $2 shop.

You're a good friend, Poppy.

What's the rush?

Abi got a job,
which is... which is good.

- Car's packed.
- We should get to the show.

(PLAYS POORLY)

Mozart's concerto in C major.

You're blocking my view of...

Good job, Atticus!
Well done, darling! Well done!

(APPLAUSE)

Thank you, Atticus.

And now Tilda, Stella, Poppy
and their special guests

are going to perform a magic trick.

Ladies and gentlemen,
boys and girls...

We three magicians...

Are here to perform a magical feat.

This isn't a disappearing trick.
It's a doubling trick!

Could we please have
a volunteer from the audience?

(KIDS CLAMOUR)

Zac.

This box here is completely empty.

Zac, could you please step inside?

We will now make another Zac!

Ooh.

Double, hubble, nubble, pubble.

There was one Zac,
now there's double!

(APPLAUSE)

I have called today's
hearing to announce that,

following an
interaction with the respondent,

I cannot continue without
my impartiality being compromised.

I'm disqualifying myself
from these proceedings.

You will be informed of my
replacement for the trial.

Abi did all that for nothing.

ABI: We are definitely lost.

How could you not get
proper directions?

That's what phones are for.

Which don't work in the country,

another thing they don't tell you
when they give you the big sell.

Shh, you'll wake the girls.

- It's freezing.
- Oh, stop being such a wuss.

So I told Rachel we're
moving to the country.

You know what she said to me?

She doesn't trust me
with my own clients remotely.

I've got to include her on
all discussions via Skype.

Goodbye, autonomy.

Which is pretty annoying.

See, this is the first time I've
enjoyed my work, you know? So...

Maybe if I turn
the map around the other way...

- You're not listening.
- I am. I am.

I think I know how Gemma feels.

Sorry, what did you just say?

I haven't eaten and we're lost, OK?
It doesn't matter.

- You said something about Gemma.
- It doesn't matter!

Have the guts to say it, Mark.

OK.

Sometimes I know how Gemma feels,
with you and your god complex.

Is that right?

You make decisions,
and it doesn't matter

how crazy they are, you're like...

"Everyone, we're doing this!"

Abi creates the universe
in six days, let's go!

Yeah, well, some of
us have to be doers.

I'm a doer! I do!

We just never do what I want to do!

What do you want to do?!

- Go home!
- No!

See?

You agreed to come!

You told me to agree.
It was one of your commandments!

And you know what else?

I didn't propose to
you at Maidenvale.

What?

It was the weekend away.

There was a fireplace.

I said, "Will you...?" And you
said, "Yes, I will marry you."

Because you were asking.

For a log!

For the fire!

What?

Yeah.

(THUNDER RUMBLES)

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

Abi!

Abi!

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