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- Enough of that for now.

- What do you want me to do then?

- I just want you to hold me for a few minutes

like this

just until I fall asleep.

Is that okay?

- Whatever you want.

- Once I'm asleep, you can leave.

- I'll leave when your time is up.

- Thank you, Aaron.

- What's the matter?

- Nothing.

I've missed you.

- Okay.

- What?

- You're just acting really strange.

- I just thought I'd put a bit of effort in.

Just wanted to greet you.

- Okay.

- Welcome home.

- Thanks.

Sometimes I think I'm waking up from a dream.

I lay still in think,

was that what I just experienced not real?

And then sit up,

look around and realize that I'm still in the dream.

And my life is one long sleep.

- Shame you can't stay a little longer.

- I can.

- I meant for free.

- I wouldn't be running a business if I stayed for free.

- I guess.

- I'll be back soon.

- Have you ever thought about giving it up?

- I can't.

- Well. You could.

You could get a normal job like everybody else.

- What about you?

You could go on a date, like normal people.

You don't have to pay someone like me.

- There's no fun in that though, is there?

- In what way?

- Have you heard the saying

don't bite the hand that feeds you?

- You'd be surprised.

- You have then.

- Look, I'm not paying mind games.

Just ignore me.

- No. I guess I'm just introverted or something.

- You just lack a bit of confidence.

- That's what you're here for now, isn't it?

- I guess so.

Thanks.

- Spend it all at once.

- What?

Why'd you say that?

- So you need more and come back.

- I'll be back.

- Good.

- Text me.

- Yeah I will.

- Well I better go now.

Bye.

- Bye.

- Oh, listen kiddo.

I know I haven't done much about you

in terms of helping out

or anything like that.

I'm hardly a good godmother, am I?

- Don't say that, Aunt Meg.

- I'll say what I like.

Your mom loved my unfiltered tongue.

- We all do. - Yeah, good.

Good.

That's good.

There was something I was trying to say.

And it is something that would

serve you currently in this life.

It's the one thing I think I'd like you

to take away from me.

So, here you go.

In this life,

it's recommended to,

yeah, recommended,

to have a short-term memory.

Don't cling to the past

or the past you for that long.

And let life weather you and change you

as you grow old and wise.

If you do cling to it and all of that,

it won't go that well.

- Okay.

Okay, I'll bear that in mind.

- Good, good.

You should listen to me. I've got a lot.

I've got a lot going on up here,

and it would be a shame to let it go to waste.

- I know this is not my usual meeting,

but I just really needed to come in and

just be around people.

Last week was my son's birthday.

And,

because I had managed to hit the bottle

one more fucking time,

I was asleep in some gutter.

And I woke up to the next morning and I realized that

I missed his birthday,

and it really got me thinking,

am I a bad mother?

And I know hand on heart

that I haven't been that great,

but I just hope that somehow he, he never felt that.

I went home and got dressed and cleaned myself up

and picked up the gift I had for him.

I, I didn't really know what it get him.

You know, it was just a toy car.

I wasn't sure what he was into,

but I thought, you know,

every five-year-old likes to play with a toy car.

So I went to their house and I was ready to ring the bell.

When my stomach just went.

All I could picture was my ex-husband looking down at me

and telling his new girlfriend

what a miserable human being I am,

and how I managed to screw up everything once again.

And I didn't really know what to do.

So I sat down on the steps

and then I heard the door open behind me.

And I looked up and my son was there.

He was in his pajamas.

I was in such a hurry,

I didn't even realize that it was so early in the morning.

And he came out of the house and sat down next to me.

He just reached over and hugged me.

He didn't even notice the gift.

All he wanted for me to stop crying.

He said, stop crying. And he shook his finger at me.

And then he took my hand and we walked into the house.

I guess the whole point why I'm telling you this

is that this is the reason

I want to keep working this program.

I really want to get this habit under control.

'Cause I can't keep relapsing every few months.

And I also just wanted you to know that sometimes,

someone will just take your hand and tell you that,

stop beating yourself up.

And that sometimes that person might be the reason

you're going to be able to get back on track.

And in my case, that somebody is my son.

My Knight in shining armor.

And I love him.

And he loves me.

So that's why I'm here again,

back to square one.

One week sober.

- There's nothing wrong with me.

Seriously, there's nothing wrong with me.

Nada. Nothing, zilch.

So I said to him, come here, you twat.

What does he expect from a girl like me?

He wants to take me in an alley.

So I just take some of the wounds.

- Seriously Alice, you're just drunk.

- No I'm not. Don't say that.

- I've missed you.

- Good to hear.

- I wish we'd see each other more often.

- Well, all you have to do is call me.

- I know, but you know what it's like.

Don't get much time off.

- Well, and you're not always in the country.

- Yeah, true.

- Well, trust me,

you shouldn't fuss.

I'm here whenever you want me,

and well, something like that.

- Tell me something.

- Like what?

- Like the kind of stuff we should be doing

rather than just hanging out, getting drunk together.

- Well we can do whatever you want.

- Aren't we supposed to do something?

- Like what?

- I'll repeat myself.

Aren't we supposed to do something?

- Well, if you have something in mind, just ask.

- I feel like I'm paying you just to be my friend.

- To a certain degree, you are.

- Do people usually do that?

- I thought that's what you wanted.

- I do.

- So what's the problem?

- I don't know.

I guess I just feel jealous of your other clients.

Are they nice people?

- I'm here right now.

And what have you got to be jealous about?

Trust me. You have no reason to be jealous.

- Well, I've decided I am.

- So what can I do to remedy that?

- I feel like we're going in circles here.

- Well, that's life.

It's a strange loop.

Things get lost- - Nope, that's too brainy

for me to process at the moment.

By the sound of it,

too much thinking for you too.

Look. I don't want to do anything.

But...

- But?

- I want to see what you look like.

That's all.

If that's okay.

- Okay.

Put your shirt back on and come and sit next to me.

I don't know what came over me.

- Don't worry.

- You're too kind.

- Well, I'm on the clock.

- Does that mean you'll do anything I ask?

- Anything within reason.

- You're patient.

Not many people are nowadays.

I wish they were.

- Something's the matter with us.

We just can't seem to get things right.

- Everything's gonna be alright.

- Tell me something.

When was the last time things were good between us?

- Don't know.

- Do you reckon we'll ever get back to where we were before?

- Don't know.

- What do you know?

- We're younger. Maybe we...

- I hate it when you just trail off like that.

- But we're young.

Maybe we moved in together too quickly

or something like that.

- So what now?

- Feels like you've got something to say.

- Yeah, I guess so.

- At least I know you well enough to know

when you're trying to say something.

- I think maybe just for now,

we should take some time apart.

I mean, I don't even know why we're together.

- If we don't?

- I think it might be good for us.

- Okay.

- Goodnight, Heather.

- Aaron. - Yeah.

- I worry about you sometimes, you know.

You should probably cut back on your drinking.

It can't be good for you.

- What do you suggest?

- Oh, get some help.

- What kind of help?

- Have you tried a support meeting?

- Harris Road.

Used to be a row of houses there.

And one of them was,

was run down,

un-occupied or the owner had gone away.

Anyway, it was empty.

Kind of three room build with an old kitchen out the back,

very little worked out there and,

and a staircase that was in bad need of repair,

a front room with a fire that certainly didn't work.

But that used to be our kind of little hideaway.

We would, we'd gather up there and you know,

we'd take bags of drink and food and music

and just hang out, you know, have fun,

enjoy ourselves like you do when you're young.

And sometimes we'd stay there all night.

You know, the dawn would come breaking through.

We'd clear up, be on our way, leave,

get on with what we're supposed to be doing.

I remember that for years until

it was time to go off to university.

And that just like so many other things in your life,

it just faded away.

It just disappeared back into some other place in,

in your memories.

Then...

Well, you know, three years, university.

Come back, I needed to stay with my folks.

And like you do,

you find yourself looking back at things in the past.

So of course I find myself going back down that road

and looking at that old house, but wow.

It looked different.

There was a different,

I wouldn't say ethos, but there was a different energy now.

There was a,

it was more like the kind of place that gangs would hang out

and by gangs, I mean not good people, you know.

The place was just broken.

It was smashed, you know, it was wrecked.

There was blood on the walls.

Saw someone's tooth on the floor.

It was that kind of place.

A place where these gangs obviously had their meetings

and their beatings, I would think.

Anyway, times change, don't they?

You know, things move on.

But then one evening I was walking by and there was

a light on in the building and some music coming out.

But the thing was that, the music was from my time,

from the time I used to be there,

when I was there with my mates, a different time.

So I had to go and have a look.

I went up the garden, pass the door,

to see if it was open.

I went in and,

that's when I first saw her.

Mindy.

She was,

she was stretched out on the floor.

It could have been comatose for all I know,

but there she was, completely out.

So, I try to revive her and call an ambulance,

got her off to the hospital.

See I'm, you must excuse me,

I'm not in recovery.

I've never been in the place that I expect

some of you people have been.

I'm just here to tell Mindy's story.

Mindy, my wife.

We got to the hospital and they pumped her stomach out.

Got her sorted, got her back on her feet.

And in the way things do,

we started to see each other.

And I know it's a cliche,

but one thing leads to another and then we start dating

and then we go out together and,

then we got married,

and everything was fine.

Everything was going the way you'd want it to go.

And then better still,

she's pregnant with our first child.

We weren't to know that,

that triggered something, that,

if she got stressed, then she needed a drink.

That's it.

And I'm sure you know that she needed a drink,

but we managed.

It didn't get out of hand. It stayed okay.

I'd found ways in which I could support her.

And we went on, happy families,

and then we had another baby.

So there we were, the four of us.

But if things got really stressed, she'd go out.

End up in a pub.

Bar, or wherever, it doesn't matter, does it really,

where you get the drink,

but you get the drink.

And I don't need to tell you, do I?

That she'd have too many,

but, and what a but, what a but,

she'd get in the car, you see, and, I don't know.

'Cause I've never been like that.

But I suppose you get so drunk

you think there's nothing can touch you,

nothing you can't do.

So I always thought I did everything I could to

not let that happen.

But I didn't.

She, this one night,

she had got in the car, she drove the car.

She crashed the car. She killed herself.

And she killed two other people.

And that's why I'm here.

Every year on this day,

the day that Mindy died,

I come to a meeting and I tell this story.

And the reason I tell you is

not because I'm recovering,

but because you all have loved ones,

you all have people who care for you, and need you.

So if you do fall off, and you know it can happen,

and you will have that drink,

don't, please, don't get in a car.

'Cause that's what can happen.

Bad, dangerous things can happen.

I still think over and over and over and over and over

and over and over again.

What could I have done differently?

What could I have done that she wouldn't have got behind

the wheel of that car?

I can't imagine the families of those two other people,

losing their loved ones

in a way that didn't have to happen.

It didn't have to happen.

And our two kids,

they live with that.

They live without their mother,

with their dead mother in their mind, in their heart.

And those other people.

So please.

Please.

Don't do this, anyone.

- I know my work keeps me busy.

Flying around, going to boring business meetings.

But at the end of the day,

I really need to start dating.

To meet a nice guy.

And then there's you.

You're the one thing that holds me back.

My anchor I can't keep.

You're always there at the end of the phone,

waiting like some sort of puppy or something.

- Well, if you don't want me to be here,

I don't have to be.

- That's just it.

I do want you here.

- You'll meet someone.

And then I'll be kicked to the curb.

- I don't want to kick you to the curb.

- That's what everyone says.

- I guess if I do meet someone,

then you'll no longer be needed.

- And kicked to the curb.

- Well I don't know about kicked as much,

but you'd be my indiscretion.

Well, my past one at least.

So, yeah.

I guess you'd have to disappear.

- That's my specialty.

- What is?

- Disappearing.

- Well, don't disappear too soon.

I need you, just for a few more days.

- Whatever you want.

- Wanna get drunk?

- Sure.

- Sorry.

I must have fallen asleep.

- I thought as much.

- Sorry about that. - You can stop apologizing.

- I didn't mean to keep you waiting.

- No no.

- Don't be angry.

Just bored, then I just start thinking.

- Listen, over the past few days, rather weeks,

we've started to notice what I can best describe

as a drop in attention on your part.

This may be an office job, and not what you're used to,

or interested in,

and that's started to become very clear to us.

The fact that you've had several written warnings-

- Can I just say that

I'm really sorry for how I've been recently.

You know that I'm really really trying

to get my act back together.

Look, Vicky, I know I'm not the best employee,

but I am trying really hard,

'cause you've not seen the best of me yet,

and I know that I can do work

that's better than what I've been doing.

Just gotta get my head clear and all that,

and get back on track, and on time, and awake.

Everything that's needed to produce better work.

- As I'm sure you'd appreciate, Alice,

there are other people who would be happy to work here.

People who would turn up on time, work harder,

pay attention, remain awake.

I don't need to tell you the ramifications of your actions.

You're an adult, so start acting like one.

- I'm a bit confused.

- Before you interrupted me, the tracker was on.

The conversation I was having

wasn't of the type where you leave here

with a warning and have another chance.

We're here today to discuss your dismissal.

- Please, Vicky.

- I'm afraid, Alice, my hands are tied.

And even if they weren't,

I'm not sure I'd be up for keeping you.

We may be friendly with each other,

but at the end of the day, you're a bit of a risk.

You're the party girl

that doesn't take the job seriously enough.

I'm sorry.

It's time you packed up your belongings and headed home.

- What am I supposed to do?

- Grow up.

You've only been here two months.

It's not working out, you need to leave.

I don't know how I can be any clearer.

- Okay.

- We good?

- Fuck off.

- You don't want to talk to me like that.

- There, got my shit packed.

- I'm sorry it has to end this way.

- See you after work.

I'll see you soon.

- I miss my husband.

He'd have liked you.

- I doubt that.

- He would've.

Trust me.

- I'm sorry, but what happened?

- Don't be.

- I'm not sure what I'm supposed to say.

- You don't really need to say anything.

Just lie there and let me watch you.

- I'll do whatever you want.

- What do you dream about, Aaron?

- I don't tend to dream a lot.

- Everyone dreams.

They just don't always remember them when they wake up.

- Right.

I guess I just don't remember my dreams.

- Okay, so, forget about night dreams.

What do you dream about when you're awake?

- You mean my daydreams?

- Yeah.

What do you aspire to?

- A simple life.

What?

- I would've thought your life would be pretty simple.

- You'd be surprised.

- Really?

Don't you just go around to lonely people's homes,

drop your kit, and have a bit of intimate fun?

- That's not the only thing I do.

- I suppose everyone's life's complicated.

It's all about the perspective.

The angle from which we observe them from.

And life, and all that nonsensical nonsense.

- From where I'm lying, for the most part,

I think the world is a very complicated machine.

- So you want everything to be simpler?

- No, I just wish my life was simple.

- Let's stop talking about this, it's making me sad.

And I'm not sure I want to get into those details.

- Whatever you want.

- Tell me, how did you end up here?

- You invited me.

- I meant more in the context of vocation.

- Well, I started as a joke, I suppose.

- Are you happy?

Aaron. - Yeah?

Well, I'm... - I asked you something.

Are you happy?

- I'm not sure what to say.

I'm happy when I'm working.

But I've got my sobriety to work on.

- I don't suppose this job

is particularly good for keeping sober.

- It has its moments.

- How can I help?

How can I help?

He kept saying that to me.

And all I could think about was telling him,

how about letting me and my family stay in our home?

But I couldn't.

Not after all our missed payments and all that shit

that makes my life what it is.

I had spent my last piece of luck.

I had no longer a home.

But, how simple it is we're supposed

to take the hand that we've been dealt in life.

Is there anything that we can do

to change the course of who we are

or what we will become?

I suppose, as I've gotten grown up,

I've come to realize that I'm someone who can't change.

I keep trying.

I keep trying to get better.

And I keep telling myself that I'm someone else,

and that I can be the ideal type of human being

that everyone wants to be.

The perfect idea of,

the perfect idea of someone who can't have

anything wrong happen to them, you know?

The type of person who doesn't even know

the meaning of something bad.

That's all that keeps me going, really.

The knowledge that I can push on,

and I try to get better.

Not the idea of perfection,

but as close to it as I can be.

Still homeless.

That's a new low.

Then, things get better.

And that's what I really want to talk about.

I'd like to look at the good stuff,

and that's what I want to say.

I found love that I didn't know I had.

My three children.

When they come home,

and they see their mother trying to act,

when they come home,

and when they see their mother

trying to get her act together,

they don't judge her.

They see someone who is trying

to become a good person.

And say, and doesn't say anything about

the fact that I'm actually failing.

There's something really special, you know?

They just look at me, and,

they try to do their best to help me.

They try their best to ignore the fact

that I'm actually very close to drinking again,

and all that bad stuff.

You can't buy that sort of love.

The endless type.

The type of love that keeps lingering on.

I hope they never grow up

because the minute they do,

I know they're gonna resent me.

They're gonna look back and think,

why did I have to be born under this roof?

And that's the latest thing.

We aren't in a new home together.

This is not the first time, and I know, like last time,

all I need to do is get a few paychecks in,

and get a new place to live in together.

And it all will come back together.

Everything will work out and I'll end up on my feet again.

But, but I miss my husband, Joel.

He would've never let this happen.

And, when I think about him,

I can't help but want to start drinking again.

But I can't.

For the sake of our children, I can't.

I just need to get back on my feet.

And everything will be fine.

- I miss him so much.

- I don't know where he is.

Can you just meet with him and have a few words?

He's ignoring me.

I just, I don't know, I worry.

Or something like that.

- So what do you think of my offer?

- I'm not taking you seriously.

- Why not?

- 'Cause you're not my type.

- We get along, don't we?

- You pay me to be here.

- If I stop paying you, you wouldn't even-

- What were you saying?

- I was saying,

if I wasn't to pay you anymore,

and from here on in I said,

all this was for free,

you'd leave.

You wouldn't even consider my offer

of living here for free.

We could be together.

- What are you trying to prove by asking me that?

- I don't know.

- So you know what I tell you?

- Say it, what do you tell me?

- Okay.

Well this is an arrangement, Andy.

You pay me for my time.

I'm not in love with you or anything like that.

- I'm not gonna pay you anymore.

- I'm sorry.

- My brother asked me to come here today.

And for the first half an hour,

I sat here listening and thinking that I don't belong.

While I know the meeting, it ought to have finished by now,

I just want to take a minute

to say I know what it is we are doing here,

and I know why I'm here.

I don't think of myself as an alcoholic.

Or anything like that,

but for whatever reason, I seem to have the shakes.

I don't really know why.

I don't drink too much.

I swear.

But I guess, I guess the habit

has gotten out of hand for some time now,

and I just can't seem to keep my cool.

I guess I need to find some faith in my life,

and who it is that I am.

As much as I'd like to pretend

that this isn't the place I ought to be,

I know that I belong here.

I'm not asking for redemption, or anything like that.

And I don't think I've hit rock bottom,

like some of you have.

I just know that I don't want any more trouble in my life.

I don't want to end up doing something really stupid.

No offense.

I don't want to keep blacking out and missing days,

and disappearing off the face of the earth.

I guess I'd like to say thanks to you guys,

for making me realize that this is the right thing for me.

Because in the long run,

there isn't really any shortcut to happiness.

Yeah, I can drink a little, I can take a few pills,

but it's all forgettable.

I guess I'd like to be like this.

Like all of us, sober for a while.

So yeah, I guess I've said my story as much as...

It's just me realizing, or having some kind of epiphany but,

I guess I've only realized all of this

while sitting here with you guys.

So thanks for that.

Because without all of your stories and all of your shares,

I wouldn't have thought all of this.

And I wouldn't have the bravery to self reflect.

I can do better.

- So, here goes.

In this life, it's advisable to...

No, it's recommended, yeah.

Yeah, recommended.

It's recommended to have a short term memory.

Don't cling to the past.

Or the past year, for that long.

So let live weather you and change you

as you grow old and wise.

If you do cling to it and all of that,

it won't go that well.

- Okay. - Mm-hmm.

- Okay I'll bear that in mind.

- Good.

Good.

You know what, I've got a lot,

I've got a lot going on up here.

Be a shame to let it go to waste.

But, there is something else I should tell you.

- What is it?

- Don't end up like me.

There's nothing quite worse than the life I lead.

Well, there are worse lives that one could lead.

I can think of a few.

Mine doesn't come bearing any consequences,

other than self pity, and self loathing.

Self, self...

Listen to me spewing out my memoirs.

What an old drunk.

Well, I wish you luck making sense out of that ramble.

- Can I ask you a question?

- Anything.

Anything, kiddo.

- Do you know how to stop?

How to just turn your life around?

- I wouldn't know how to.

Besides, I don't have any real reason to change.

I like my life the way it is.

Yes, I really do.

- Lauren sends her regards.

- Yeah, sure.

- How are you doing?

- Could be better.

- Have you thought about trying to

patch things up with her?

- Still playing messenger, then?

- Messenger or not, you should.

- It's just like what happened the last time.

That's the problem.

Every other month or so,

we have one of these episodes.

And I don't think I can be bothered anymore.

- Are you sure?

- Yeah. - So what's next?

- Life.

We're both young.

Like kids playing a game.

Let's just move out of that

and forget about each other.

- At some point or another,

you will have to grow up and face life head on, though.

- Listen to you lecturing about life.

Rather funny, isn't it?

- I know what your problem is.

- You do. - Okay.

Okay enough.

I thought we'd just have a chat now,

but if you're gonna jab insults my way

and poke fun of me all the time,

I think I should say goodbye.

- That didn't take long, did it?

- Look, Parker.

As your friend, I want to help you.

But at the end of the day, you chose this life yourself.

And it's always your turn to pass.

So maybe you should consider brushing your life up

and getting back into the things that matter.

At the end of the day,

I'm not here to anything more than have a chat.

It's all Lauren asked me to do.

- Stop talking about me, then.

- Okay.

Just thought I'd try to help.

- I just don't understand why

she always have to send someone to patch things up.

- I don't know, either.

- How is she?

- I don't know.

- Any other news?

- Parents are thinking of moving.

- Where to?

- Somewhere in Europe.

Maybe Spain or France.

- Might do 'em some good.

- Yeah.

A fresh start's always nice.

- You should go with them.

- Really?

- Yeah.

- Why?

- She'll be after you somewhere else.

I know I would.

- Look, I better go.

Do me a favor.

Go home and see her.

She's worried about you.

- If you could just fill this out

and hand it back into us,

someone will be in touch.

- Can't I just give you my CV?

- No, we really need that filled out.

Okay? - Yeah, sure.

Can I borrow a pen, please?

- You really should have one of your own.

- Sorry, thank you.

- Don't take this as anything

more than it's mean to be.

I know we're not seeing each other like we used to.

Not anymore.

But, well I just wanted to check in on you.

See how you're doing.

Don't get me wrong,

I don't want to start up anything again.

I just, well, for what it's worth,

I really liked you.

I think you're a nice guy.

- Thanks.

- So, what's been keeping you away?

- I'm just trying to start things over.

- Have you met someone?

- Not exactly.

- Then what?

- I can be a destructive person.

- You've never been destructive around me.

- I just, I have a few things to work on.

And I needed to take a break.

Seems to be working.

- Do you miss me?

- Don't think I should answer that.

- Please do.

- I miss the money.

- But not so much me.

- No. - I thought so.

- I'm sorry.

- Don't be. At least you're being honest.

- Well that's what I'm trying to work on.

Being honest.

I want to be a more honest person.

Anyway, I didn't want to meet you

just to give you my life story.

- I understand.

Look, why don't we say our goodbyes

and go our separate ways?

- Yeah. I think we should.

- Good morning, Alice. - Hi.

- I'm so sorry about the wait.

I was just, well, I was in the restroom.

Did you find this easy enough?

- Yeah, I've been here before.

- But you haven't worked with us before.

- No I haven't.

- But you want to.

Work for Vassiman?

- Yes, I do, yeah.

- Alice, tell me in a sentence or more,

what is it that you feel you can offer us?

I mean, why should we hire you,

say, instead of someone who's got

a better degree grade, or more experience?

- Gosh...

- Is that question a problem?

- No.

No, I guess...

No, I guess I'm just not very good at explaining myself,

or describing what I have to offer.

- Well, consider that good practice.

Or something along those lines.

- Yeah.

Well I guess I'm hard working,

and I have a tendency to try and improve myself.

Which is what I've been doing at the moment.

I've reevaluated my life,

and decided to go on a new path.

- What happened to you

that made you want to reevaluate yourself?

- I had a dark patch.

- Do you want to expand on that?

- Can I be candid?

I got fired, and because I moved out of house quite young,

my mom and dad won't have me back.

And I couldn't keep up my rent payments,

so before you know it, I'm living out of my car.

- I'm sorry to hear that.

- Just, here I am,

trying to get my life back in order.

- That's good, Alice.

Look, I'm not going to waste your time,

or anything like that.

But the position you did apply for

is no longer available.

However, moving forward,

what I can do is to pass your CV

onto our sister company,

and I'm sure you'll fit in there.

- Thanks.

- So expect to hear from us,

and I'm sure you'll, everything will be okay.

- Thank you.

Thank you for seeing me. - It was my pleasure.

- Are you looking forward to the opera?

- Sure.

- What are you expecting from the experience?

- I don't know, actually.

- Did you read the libretto, as I asked you?

- I did.

- What did you think?

- It was sad.

- Did you like it?

- Yes.

- Good.

I was worried it might not be your thing.

It's been so long since I've been to the opera.

- So it's a treat.

- It is.

You're my treat.

But, as with all treats,

they must come to an end.

- What do you mean?

- I probably should have said something before, but,

I've started seeing someone.

So, I'm sorry to say this

will be the last time we'll be together.

I'm sorry.

- Don't worry.

It's just a business arrangement.

- But you still like me?

- I like you as much as the first day I met you.

You're a charmer, Marina.

- Oh, am I?

Can I get a kiss?

- If you tip me.

- Seriously?

- I'm teasing.

- I think it takes time to realize

that we are in control of our lives,

in one way or another.

I mean, I'm not saying that

I believe in fate or anything like that necessarily,

but I know what I can do,

I know what I need to do,

and I can make a decision to make my life better.

And I think in the end, it's all about choice.

You know, I can make the decision not to drink

just as much as I can make the decision to drink.

Or do coke, or other drugs.

Or end up lying in a squat, out of my head.

Daydreaming about make it to mom's hospital bed,

before she passed away.

There's more to life.

Anyway, I started the job at the youth charity

that I was telling you about a few weeks ago.

And I was so excited about it,

thinking about everything I could do with the role,

and all the help that I could offer,

and all the experience that I could pass on.

I'm so much more positive these days.

I thought about how I could share that, you know.

And then something dawned on me

that hadn't occurred to me before.

What if all the advice that I give is ignored,

and then one of these people

ended up having the same experiences as me as a result?

What if someone I thought I was helping

just hadn't listened to a word I said.

And ended up doing something they deeply regretted.

And how would I feel about that?

Will I feel like I was part of that somehow,

or would I feel guilty about it?

And...

I don't know, I guess,

I guess this is what it all means.

It's about treating it like

there's always a tomorrow to look forward to.

Another chance to start over.

- Hello?

- Wake up.

- What?

- Where did you go?

- Don't know.

- I was worried.

- Sorry.

- Don't do that again, okay?

- Okay.

- I don't want us to separate anymore.

- Don't know if it's right or wrong,

but I think the idea of taking a break was a good one.

- What do you mean?

- Go our separate ways and then

see if we still want to be together.

And if so, we can pick up where we left off.

If not, maybe we weren't mean to be together, anyway.

Maybe it was a bad idea.

You know, moving in together, being together.

- Have you met someone else?

- No.

- Then what is it?

- I don't know.

I don't know.

I just don't really care about us anymore.

- I think, I don't know.

I mean, I've loved living here with you.

- But it hasn't been working out, right?

- I guess you're right.

A break might do us some good in the end.

- It isn't goodbye.

- If you say so.

- Hey. - Hey.

I just came by to say thanks.

- Thanks?

I haven't seen you in ages. How are you?

Are you okay?

- Yeah, I did what you suggested.

- And?

- Well, I've been doing the whole recovery thing,

and making amends and all that.

- Good.

- I'm really sorry about last time.

- It's okay.

- I miss you.

- I wish I could say the same.

- Come on, Andy, don't be like that.

- Look, I meant what I said.

It's great to see you doing so well.

I think you should go.

Aaron, good luck.

- So you want me just to stand here?

- I want you to close your eyes.

Would you like a drink of something?

- The water's fine, thanks.

- Water's so boring.

- Yeah, yeah I'm fine.

- Are you sure?

- Yeah, I'm good, thanks.

Can I open my eyes now?

- I suppose.

I'm sorry, I'm not used to this kind of thing.

I've never done it before.

Just paying someone feels so odd.

I feel like I'm in control of everything.

- If you've changed your mind- - No, I haven't.

- So, what now?

- I want to,

I want to know about you.

Tell me something about yourself.

- I'm not sure what to tell you.

- Really?

- I don't know.

I'm...

- You're, what?

- I don't know, enough of this.

Where's the bedroom?

- Come, I'll show you.

- Hello everyone.

My name is Aaron.

I'm an alcoholic.