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DENISE: No, Dad, that is not what I said last time.

This is a loan, not a handout.

No, I'm sat in the car outside college.

Yeah, I'm gonna reapply.

Yes, well, things are different now.

I'm different. Yeah.

And I've started dating a teacher at college and,

well, that's why they're different.

No, I don't do that anymore, I'm cleaned up!

You're not listening to me.

I want to finish my degree, that's why.

No!

Because I'm pregnant.

Yeah, I'm cleaned up and I'm pregnant.

(LAUGHS)

Yeah, for my own good,

you think this is for my own good?

Really? Is that... Fuck you.

And if I do have it,

you will not be seeing it any time soon.

Hello?

Right then.

-Hey. -Hey.

Hey.

It's great to see you, if only for a minute.

You too.

If you could, in ten years from now,

where do you see yourself?

Oh, um, well,

I would like to be a successful writer.

I'd like to be able to travel whenever I can.

I'd like a family,

maybe with the right girl, perhaps a beautiful, funny, smart...

That's very sweet, but I'm not asking you what you want in your perfect scenario,

I'm asking you where do you think you'll be,

who do you think you'll be, you know,

any one in a million things can happen,

you know, fucked up choices, mistakes.

Oh, do you mean like the butterfly effect?

Huh?

Well, it's the idea that a butterfly flapping its wings in Mexico

can cause a tidal wave in Thailand.

Or do you mean more like Chaos Theory? Which is...

No, it's fine, it's, I don't mean any of that.

It's okay.

Erm, it's just a question.

What do you think about that?

-Hmm? -A student, pushing a pram.

Can you imagine?

Do you think she's too young?

I don't know, depends, maybe she got married and then--

Married? Why does she have to be married?

No, I mean, okay, yeah, no, no. I mean, yeah of course,

obviously depends on the right man, but,

don't you want to, one day?

No.

The whole thing in general does not appeal to me,

it's unnecessary

-Yeah. -Yeah, it's...

-I don't believe in the concept. -Oh, no,

It's a construct of the patriarchal society.

Isn't it though?

So, I'm seeing you for dinner later?

Maybe, um,

do you want to just call me later?

Okay.

I just wanted to say,

that I like you.

You know, I really, really like you. Just wanted to put it out there.

Bye.

(GRUNTING)

KIM: What's wrong with me?

Do you need some change?

(MOBILE RINGING)

Hey there, just about to go through security here, what's up?

KIM: Well, I wouldn't bother you if it wasn't important,

but I got some interesting news.

Oh, yeah? Er, excuse me, could you hand me that tray please?

Ta. What's that?

Well, after all that drama this week,

it seems our little girl's really growing up.

Oh? How's that?

Er, yes, sorry, I didn't realise I was wearing a belt, how's that sweetheart?

Don't panic, but I found out...

This isn't about her wanting a mobile phone?

We've had this conversation.

-She had her first kiss! -Yeah, I'm going to Reykjavik.

Honey, it's okay! Remember, we talked about this.

Who? Who's she kissing?

I want names. Seriously, I want names.

Stop it. It's a boy she fancies.

Kris is his name.

Isn't it sweet? Kris and Christina.

That's easy to remember. So cute.

But the text.

-Oh, God. -Now look who's being dramatic.

It's just a kiss.

Where is she, right now? I want...

I need, I need to talk to her. I want to say hi.

She's at Malika's, studying.

Oh, like hell she is!

Yeah, she's trying to get off with Kris.

Um, that boy you just mentioned,

that's clearly what's happening here.

Look, I don't trust either one of them, that's...

Er, that's clearly what's going on here.

-Don't be an idiot, Kim. -KIM: Excuse me?

-Excuse me, Sir? -Yeah, what?

-Is there a problem? -No.

-Is there a problem? -No. There's no problem.

-We're going to need to take a look in your car. -This car?

Unless you got more than one car here.

KIM: The car? What's going on there?

No, cart, wobbly wheels.

Why do you have a cart? You don't even have luggage.

-Sir. -No, I know, um, I, I was trying to fix it.

Look I've got to go, security wants to look in my cart.

I love you, um, don't let Christina go out tonight.

Have a mother daughter night in.

-Yes, God, what? -This is your car, right?

-Yeah. -Unless you got more than one car here.

No, but if...

Even if I did, there would be no crime in that.

-You've got a knife. -What? No.

Yes he has, I saw it.

No, I do not. Oh that, no, that's not a knife,

that's a box cutter. So, yeah.

Box cutter?

-Why have you got a box cutter? -Well I...

I cut a lot of boxes in my line of work.

And what is it you do for work?

I'm...

A...

I am a travel writer.

Okay sir, could you step out of the vehicle please?

-Oh, why? Is this really necessary? -Sir.

(SIGHS)

-Gentlemen. -Hey, Charlie,

weren't a box cutter the thing they used to fly the planes

in the World Trade Centre on 9/11.

Oh, come on. Are you seriously implying that I'm part of some...

Let's see your arm there.

Oh that, no, that, yeah, that, that is because...

I told you, see?

No, okay, that, that is because, er,

see, I have a child,

and it's got a mild form of Asperger's.

It?

My, son,

my son has a small but manageable learning disability,

and I was going to give him the box cutter as a present.

-A box cutter? -Yeah.

-You were going to give a boy... -Yeah.

-...with a learning disability... -Yeah.

-...a box cutter? -Yeah, yeah.

Let me finish, he collects them.

-So... -(UNCLEAR MUMBLING INTO RADIO)

But I always take the blade out, always.

And then I saw that and I thought, "Ugh, I haven't taken the blade out."

But then I thought, well, maybe the blade is dull enough

that I wouldn't need to take it out.

So I thought I'd give it a quick test, and I was wrong,

obviously.

So, um, yeah.

But I need to get home ASAP.

I need to make sure my son is safe and sound. Okay?

Sir, would you mind coming with us?

Oh, no, why? Is that really necessary?

-I need to get home. -It's for your own good, Sir.

Look, let me tell you what is for my own good, okay?

I have a family, that is waiting for me,

that needs me,

and I need to see them,

especially my son, now.

That is what is for my own good, okay?

(SIREN BLARING IN THE DISTANCE)

Sweetie, don't take this the wrong way,

but, how much of that stuff are you putting on when you put it on?

I know it says body spray

but you really only need a tiny little squirt.

You know, if you ever need any advice on how to talk to girls,

and I know you know how to talk to girls,

but you know, if you ever need to ask any questions about the fairer sex.

I mean, I know your dad's not here too much, enough.

I mean, as much as you'd like, but when it comes to girls,

I do know how they operate.

I mean, you know, think, not,

well not think, operate, oh,

biologically speaking, you know, if you need to know anything about that.

The vagina,

just think of it as a beautiful flower, you know,

and it's very delicate and important.

The clitoris is an important part of it,

girls are very sensitive.

God mum! Stop! It's disgusting!

You're disgusting! It's embarrassing, just, just stop.

KRIS: Jesus Christ.

Make sure your helmet's secure!

(SIGHS)

(MOBILE RINGING)

Helmet!

God, it's like pulling teeth with him.

Please.

It's because the helmet does not look cool.

Oh, well you know what else doesn't look cool?

Nine missing teeth and a scar the size of a liquorice stick running down your face.

I was saying the same thing many times before.

(GIGGLING)

Cup of tea?

Oh yes, that would be nice, thank you.

Do you have a... Oh.

Right.

I take it he's yours?

Kristaps? Yes.

He's now learning how to skateboard,

your son is teaching him.

Oh, I didn't know that.

This is your son, there, Kris, no?

Yes. Well he certainly isn't my grandson.

No, no, no. I meant he is in fact your son.

No, I was just being silly.

Although it could be that you are his sister or a babysitter maybe.

Oh, no, no, I'm his mother.

I am Vladislav.

I'm Denise.

Denise Larkspur.

Ah, wait,

so you're the gentleman that Kris is going to be working for, building?

Yes, yes, yes. He is going to work for me,

with us, very soon.

Thank you, he's really excited about it.

He's a very good kid,

-Very good. -Yes.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

-What's your son's name again? -Kristaps.

But he shortens it, he wants to sound more English.

Hmm.

-(MOBILE RINGING) -Oh, sorry.

Don't know who that is.

Thank you.

Well, I don't want her to worry.

This is really not necessary,

I haven't done anything wrong. I'm on my way home.

Home?

-I saw you pull in. -Yeah.

To go home, to fly home.

Where is it that you live?

I travel a lot, for my job, understand?

Is that why you have two cars?

Yeah, I have two jobs if you must know.

Afnan.

Do you...

-Is this your only job? -Yes.

Well, I do voluntary work too.

Right, so you understand what it's like

to work hard and want to see your family.

I don't have a family anymore.

One son, and I don't see him.

-He never visits. -Right, okay, but you get the point.

You want to be home after a hard days' work.

Actually, what are your hours, typically?

You know, what hours and days are you here, mostly?

Like in the next month, for example?

(GRUNTS)

I'm just a man trying to save his family.

And, er, there is no Mr. Larkspur?

Oh, erm, yes and no.

There's a Mr. but not a Mr. Larkspur.

Oh, I'm in a long-term relationship, yes, with the boy's father

but we're not married, no, no, no.

Um, we, well, we call each other husband and wife,

it's easier that way, you know, partner just seems a bit clunky and weighted,

so, bit... I guess we're practically married.

You know, he insists on wearing a ring, but I just,

I don't, don't believe in marriage as a social construct.

You know, it's, the,

I don't know, I mean, the boy has my surname,

because of the patriarchal society and the inherent male dominance and you know,

this all must sound a little bit absurd to you.

Not at all, ah,

enlightenment, no?

Yes, enlightenment,

finding one's inner self.

Yes.

Is your wife enlightened?

-My wife is dead. -Oh, I'm so sorry.

-No, no, no. -I'm really sorry.

It's all right, I didn't really know her that well.

Hmm. Right.

You just made my list!

-Excuse me? -I have a list.

You do not want to be on it.

What is this list?

Is it for your box cutter?

No, forget it, I don't have a list,

I don't have a list, I have some lists,

I have a few lists,

mostly good, you're on a good list.

I'm like Santa Claus in that respect.

Just don't worry about it, forget I said anything.

Oh, Godammit!

Fuck this absolute bollocks!

This is fascism gone mad!

-Mr. Marsden. -Oh, hello, yeah, sorry.

-Look I demand to know- -Miss Kashani, we have your report.

-You can go now. -Thank you.

Bye.

There is no list, there never was.

So then, Mr. Marsden,

do you know why you're here?

No, I don't have a fucking clue. This is ridiculous.

That security guard, saw a box cutter,

which was, yes, in my car,

because I was using it to cut boxes,

which is a thing I do, which...

Why, what are you, what are you writing down?

-What? -Do continue.

Yeah, okay, I, the box cutter was in my car, because I

Sorry if this is nosey, but whereabouts are you from, Vladislav?

-I am from Latvia. -Ah!

-I was going to guess that! -Yes?

Yes! I took a course in Latvian folk music,

you know, way back in the day.

Learnt how to play, well, tried to learn how to play the kokle.

(LAUGHS) The kokle?

-It's a type of zither. -Ah, yes, I'm aware.

It's a, one of the reasons why we left Latvia for a better life in the UK.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

But you have beautiful hands for it.

Right.

You have good hands too.

Bet you could bang a nice piece out on the kokle with them.

Yeah, meaning, like where did you get those hands?

They came with the arms.

(LAUGHING)

I meant what job do you do?

I renovate houses.

-Oh. -I do extensions, lofts.

You say it, I make it.

Oh, wow.

I've been looking to get my kitchen redone for ages.

Yes, it's old, I need a change.

Perhaps you are the solution to my problems,

meaning the kitchen, like the problems with the kitchen.

You know, my husband's away a lot,

and erm, I'm always saying to him, "I need my kitchen redone"

er, so, but, yeah, I'm always in there.

Well, so if you are the one using it most, there it is.

Exactly, that's what I keep saying to him, 'cause he's away a lot,

a lot, yeah, he's away a lot,

but I'm always telling him that.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Well, um, I'm little bit busy for next month or so,

but, er, I can come to your home, take a look at

what you want to show me and I can tell you what I think.

Yeah, maybe you could give me your card or your

email and you can come round, give me a quick once over...

I mean...

The kitchen a quick once over, you know,

and I can, erm,

organise, work out the partner,

um, husband, angle, figure that out,

meaning, like, get him to okay it.

I can come by when your husband, who is not a husband, is there

or not there.

Yeah, that'd be good. Good, okay, good, yeah.

(LAUGHS) Brilliant.

So, can I get your number?

The card. I've got it.

Thanks.

That boy Kristaps seems nice.

Yeah.

Do you hang out with him a lot?

What do you boys talk about?

Girls and stuff?

-Mum? -Yes?

If I promise to wear my helmet,

can you let me off here and I'll skate the rest of the way?

We're still two miles away.

I know.

Be careful.

-What do you want for dinner? -I don't care.

I was thinking of making some bigos, it's a Polish dish.

Whatever.

Or it could be Latvian, I'm not sure.

Bye sweetie!

(MOBILE VIBRATING)

Andrew.

(MOANING SOFTLY)

KRIS: Mum, I'm home. What's for dinner? I'm starving.

(SCOFFS)

(AEROPLANE FLYING OVER)

(MOBILE RINGING)

(INAUDIBLE)

Mmm.

Mmm-hmm.

I see. I see.

And would it be fair to say,

that, you then felt...

What's the word?

I want to say...

Dismissed?

-Unappreciated? -It's when...

You know, if you, if you, if you left an animal alone in the house...

Undervalued?

...all day, what, what, what would you...

-Underappreciated? -Like it's all on its own.

-Tossed aside? -Not unhappy, it's not unhappy, it's, it's...

Ignored, forgotten, evaded, disregarded, neglected, dismissed.

-Neglected. -Neglected. Neglected.

-Neglected. -Would it be fair to say

that you then felt neglected by her?

She was dead, I don't blame my parents for the fact that I was orphaned.

Mmm-hmm, okay, yeah.

-Jesus. -Mmm.

-Mmm-hmm, before the plane crash... -Yeah?

...do you have any early memories of your mother

opening a box?

Perhaps,

somewhat violently?

-No. -Mmm.

-Mmm. -As I've said before...

-Mmm. -...this is a complete bloody waste of bloody time.

-Mmm. -I don't know why I'm being interrogated and detained here.

-Mmm. -I simply want to get home--

You're not being detained.

I'm not being detained?

No.

-I can leave? -Yeah.

-Now? -Yes, of course, at any time.

I mean, this is voluntary.

-Did nobody tell you that? -No!

You didn't tell Mr. Marsden that this was voluntary?

I'm so sorry, I thought the security guard did.

(SNORTS)

Oh, dear,

I'm very sorry, Mr. Marsden, no, this is voluntary.

Well, there's a story for the Christmas party.

-Jesus bloody Christ. -No, we just feel

that it's always in one's interest

to try to sit down

and to get this kind of thing off your chest.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Mum, can we talk for a minute?

Of course, bunny.

Please don't call me bunny.

Sorry.

What's wrong kiddo?

It's complicated.

(CAR ALARM BEEPS)

Ah, bollocks.

Fuck.

Oh no.

Shit, shit, shit.

Fuck.

(CAR TYRES SCREECHING)

Oh, this bloody car.

-I've had it, I tell you. -DENISE: Andrew...

Can you come upstairs please?

Yeah. It's fine now.

I had to get the thing,

it's all computer mechanical stuff these days

and a computer part went tits up, so...

-Andrew? -Oh, is this about the party the other night

because um, I--

I think Kris has something that he wants to share with you.

Ah, in private.

I think the little snake has his own mobile phone, so...

We'll deal with that later.

Right now, Kris has something he's been wanting to talk to you about for a while now,

-but you-- -But you're never here.

Well, okay, okay, er,

I know, but I am here now

-Sorry. -ANDREW: I mean,

-I'm doing my best. -But you're really not here very often.

Yeah, I know, okay. Let me just say...

I think this is better as a father son thing.

I want mum to stay.

Okay.

Okay.

Um,

son, let me just say,

love is funny.

It buds like a flower,

but sometimes,

we need to nip those buds,

because although attractive on the outside,

they are poisonous.

Because even though things may feel right,

in the moment,

they're really, when you step back,

and you see the bigger picture,

this is why I don't want you to have a mobile phone.

-Sweetheart. -No, no, I'm sorry but...

There, there are so many reasons

for the things that we do,

um, choices we make, for others.

We do things that may seem hurtful,

but they really are sacrifices, for the greater good.

Sweetheart, rather than us sit here and listen to you

pontificate about the meaning of true love,

I think,

I think he'd like to speak.

Okay.

I'm... I'm going to tell you something,

-Okay. -And I...

I really, really don't want you to be mad at me.

Yeah.

DENISE: No-one's going to be mad at you.

No-one's going to be mad at you.

I met,

-I, I met-- -No look, I'm sorry,

I know what you're going to say and you are too young.

-No, dad. -No.

I don't want you dating, I don't want you to have a mobile phone,

this is way too early.

Look, I, I appreciate you think you're in love with this girl,

but you know what, and I mean this with no disrespect,

but it's the truth, you are an idiot,

and, and I know, I mean that.

What I mean is that you're young,

you're too young to know what life is.

You're, you're not old enough to understand,

the biology-

Dad, I'm gay.

-Huh? -I'm gay.

You're gay?

Andrew?

Andrew, sweetheart.

Andrew?

Kris, I am so happy,

relieved.

Not relieved, wrong word but,

you will never know how proud I am of you,

for not only saying that, for being that, you're gay!

You're really gay!

My son is gay.

Thank God.

(ANDREW VOICEOVER) Just like that,

it all gets better.

You find yourself thinking, "This is it,

everything's about to be different, for everybody, now.

Terribly, terribly different.

But sometimes it would seem as if there were divine providence involved.

And also, I've thought about it a lot,

and I want to get married.

(ANDREW VOICEOVER) And then it would all get yanked out from under you again.

God's funny that way.

THE BEACH BOYS: Wouldn't It Be Nice

Wouldn't it be nice if we were older?

Then we wouldn't have to wait so long

And wouldn't it be nice to live together

In the kind of world where we belong

You know it's gonna make it that much better

When we can say goodnight and stay together

Wouldn't it be nice?

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