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We can't be
heartbreak hotel forever.

-Have you told her yet?
- To move out?

You're not gonna breathe
a word of this to Addie.

Maybe.

She's telling us to pull over.

Fuck, Rodney,
that's magic mushroom chocolate.

Is that bad?

Take the money
and let's move on, yeah?

I was just pulling you over
for the broken wing mirror.

But now? Well, now
I'm searching the van.

She won't find it.
It'll be fine.

I'm sick of him,

men getting away with shit.

Stop fucking blaming Marcus

for everything
that happened between us.

Marcus tried to kiss me!

Okay, so the term "what the
actual fuck?" comes to mind.

Marcus kissed you?

Deb, don't.

- Are we really gonna leave them?
- Listen, I promised Cherry

I would go to her wedding,

so that is what we are
going to do, okay?

We're gonna go.
We're gonna drink some drinks.

We're gonna do some bad dancing,

and then we're gonna go home

and we're gonna pretend none of
this ever happened. Okay?

Okay, alright.

Fine.

Okay, don't hate me, but I think
you just need to breathe

and slow down
and we need to really think

- about what's just happened.
- There's no time. Onwards.

Well, we have to stop.
We, erm...

We need... we need to get
the wing mirror fixed.

We can't afford to get
another fine.

There must be a garage
round here.

Fine, we'll get
the wing mirror fixed,

and then we are going
to the bloody wedding.

Alright.

Look, about what
Addie said,

there are many angles
to the truth,

to a story, right?

And if you think about it,

the truth is,
memory is a slippery thing.

Did you kiss her?

Right.

That's all I need to know.

Are we planning
on walking to the wedding?

Because that will take days.

Fuck!

Actually, no, that isn't
all I need to know.

I need to know everything.

Like how, Marcus?
How did this even happen?

It was the night
with the window.

Our first date?

It was just a test,

to see if she was faithful, trustworthy.

A test?

Jesus, Marcus.

So, did she pass this test?

Yes. She didn't kiss me back.

But Dyl,
it was just a stupid moment.

I mean, I was hammered and...

I'm telling you, we just
brushed lips, that's all.

We can get past this, right?

Rodney, I'm gonna find a bus
stop and get to this wedding.

Marcus,
I don't care what you do.

♪ Hot girl summer

♪ Rich boy wanna

♪ Hot girl summer

♪ Rich boy gonna

Oh, no

Oh, no

♪ Oh, me, oh, my

♪ Let's fly and take a plane
Get high

♪ Rich boy

♪ Just wanna be here
I've gotta begin

♪ There's nobody here
Can't stop me

♪ Just wanna be here
I've gotta begin

♪ There's nothing to do
Can't stop me

♪ Oh, me, oh, my

♪ Let's fly and take a plane
Get high

They what?

I know. I couldn't believe it.

I asked them to do a song,
not an entire musical with a rap

about the ills of social media.

It was like one of those viral
clickbait moments.

That's amazing.

They're doing
really well though.

I think they might actually be
listening to me.

Because you're incredible
at your job.

So how is your work?

slowly destroying
every fibre of my being.

Same old, same old.

Seeing you
would make me happy though.

I think you need to work
on your flirting.

Well, why don't you
come over tomorrow night

and teach me a few things?

- Addie?
- Er...

How about tonight?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

- Yeah?
- Yeah, yeah, sure.

Okay.

I'm not moving in.

It's just a few days.

You fixed the window.

Yeah,

although Marcus wanted me to
turn it into an adult cat flap.

How is he?

I, er... I think he's a bit
embarrassed after what happened,

seeing him that drunk
and vulnerable.

Yeah, Marcus will hate that.

Mmm. Right.

So, erm,

are you sure your parents
don't mind me staying here?

This is their flat, right?

Ah, okay.

So, please don't hate me,

but this is sort of attached
to my parents' house,

as in they live next door.

Right.

Okay, so this is like
a granny annexe situation.

Like a really, really swanky
granny annexe.

They're hardly
ever around, honestly.

Dad's always at work,
and Mum's usually away.

Dylan, Dylan, it's fine.

I'm just really grateful to have
somewhere to stay for a while.

You don't care, do you?

Let's take the day off.

Can you carry me
to the bus stop, please?

One more.

Watch out, year six.

Miss is a little bit
fragile today!

What?

Turns out my old house
has been condemned,

which is not a surprise.

Oh, I just assumed
you were staying here.

Well, I don't want to presume.

Please presume.

I want you to stay here.

I want you to live here with me.

If... if that's what you want.

Are you sure?

And if you think
about it, what even is a kiss?

I've had more action
with my dentist.

So really, we should just
laugh about it.

Okay, alright, well,
maybe not laughter.

Maybe the opposite of laughter.

What's the opposite of laughter?

Erm, crying. Screaming.

Yeah. Yeah.

Let's go for violence.

Hit me.

Just hit me.

- I'm not gonna hit you, Marcus.
- Just get it all out.

Even if I really
fucking want to.

Don't do this,
don't do this, guys.

Come on! Just feel

- the rage and--
- No! No, you do not

get to make this
into some kind of a game.

You kissed her.
You kissed Addie.

Why?

- Why would you do that?
- 'Cause I wanted to fuck it up!

Il, er, wing mirror.

Er, that's not Spanish.
Er, erm...

My van is outside,

and this just... ah!

And, erm, help, por favor.

Okay,
Ronaldo says it's gonna be ready

in 50 minutes,

and then we can be
back on the road.

Okay, well, you have 50 minutes

to tell me
what the hell is going on.

Okay,
"fuck it up" is a bit strong.

What I mean is, like,
it's hard to...

If only I could call
my therapist right now.

She'd be able explain it
really well.

Rodney, can you tell Marcus
to shut the fuck up,

because I don't want
to talk to him right now.

- Marcus, Dylan says--
- Yeah, I heard, Rodney.

What if we die out here?
What if we actually die,

and we never make it
to the wedding?

Where the hell is this bus stop?

Hey, hey, hey! Hey, hey, hey!

Hey, stop, stop,
stop, stop, stop!

Hey! Hey, hey, hey!

Hey!

She's stopping.

- Oh, my God.
- She stopped.

Shit.

We're stranded.

You need a lift, so you lift up
your shirt? Really?

I panicked.

Okay, fine. Get in.

Sorry, it's my boyfriend's car.

Ex-boyfriend.

And he's a fucking... How do you
say "guarro" in English?

A pig. He's a fucking pig.

Thank you for stopping.
We're trying to get to Malaga.

We really need to make it
to this wedding.

- Wedding! Cute.
- Mmm.

I hope the couple
are ready for divorce.

I'm going back
to my village, and...

There's a bus stop there.

Let's go!

Perfect.

So you didn't think to mention

that your ex's best mate
tried to get off with you?

It wasn't a big deal.

Addie, we just deserted them
by the side of the road.

Is this why you and Dylan
split up?

There was a--

There was a lot that happened
between us.

- Okay?
- Like?

Like I don't have to tell you
everything, Deb.

Addie, I came on this trip
because I knew how difficult

it would be for you
to see Dylan again,

because you led me to believe
that he broke your heart.

- And I wasn't lying.
- Then what happened, Addie?

I left my baby to come here.

Do you get that?

I am sleep-deprived.

My... my body aches,
and I am full of hormones,

and my tits hurt.

Oh, you know what? This...

- this is... this is bullshit.
- Deb...

No, fuck off.
This time I get to storm off.

Hello?

- Hi.
- Er, hi.

My wife didn't tell me
we had a new tenant upstairs.

Oh, no, sorry. I'm, erm...

I'm Addie, Dylan's, erm...

You must be Dylan's dad.

Oh, I'm--

I'm sorry. Erm...

Dylan hadn't told me
you actually lived here.

So you're the reason
my son has been

so distracted at work
these days?

Oh, I'm not sure I'm the reason.

No, well, that's a fair point.

Well, very good
to meet you, Addie.

Erm, can't believe Dylan's
been keeping you all to himself.

We should have you over
for supper sometime.

That would be really lovely.

Night-night.

Night.

Also I know that

your dad almost
called you Keith.

Keith! What?

Oh, shit. Addie,
we just started a two-player,

but I suppose you can watch
if you like.

Oh, Marcus,

so great to have you here, again.

Er, that sounds really fun,

but I've got a lesson
to prep for.

Right. Come on, Dylan.
Prepare to be humiliated.

Erm, so I just met your dad.

Erm, but he didn't seem
to know I lived here.

- Really?
- Mmm.

Oh, I thought I told him.

Well, anyway,
he's invited us for dinner.

Or rather, supper.

Oh... Oh, that's...

We don't have to go
if you don't want to.

I'd like to.

I mean I do live here,

and it would be nice
to meet them properly.

Unless you're trying to
keep me hidden away.

What?
No, no, of course.

Yeah, it'll be nice.
You're right.

- Yeah?
- We'll go.

Yeah.

Okay.

Bria, you're gonna
miss your bus.

Shit!

Bye.

Whoa!

How's it going
with your protege?

Er, she wants to audition
for Dartmouth Music College.

- Ambitious.
- Mmm.

But given her teacher

just got flying colours
in her supervision,

I back her.

So, how about financially?

She needs 80 quid
for the audition fee.

Her mum doesn't have it.

We don't have a hardship
fund for the arts anymore.

It was cut.

Okay, well,
I'll just pay it myself.

Alright. Well, at least
let's go Dutch.

Still carrying cash?

- Old school.
- Yeah.

At lunchtime,
I sell meth to the year sevens.

Oh, my God.
Thank God you are here.

It's been like this all day.
I am so bored.

Er, what is this?

An existential crisis
in knit one pearl one.

Lovely.

Erm, so I finally
met Dylan's dad.

Ooh! The intense
Freudian dad figure

that Dylan is so obviously
obsessed with.

Yeah, and he's charming,

and he invited us
over for dinner.

And that's terrible because...

Because Dylan didn't
exactly seem pleased,

like maybe he thinks
it's too soon.

- But you're living together.
- Yeah,

which he's also failed
to tell his dad.

Okay, no,
don't do an Addie spiral.

This is a good thing,
a nice thing,

and you're allowed nice things.

Dylan's not worried about you.
He's worried about his dad.

- Okay, yeah, but--
- Okay, so you know how

Ila and I were supposed
to take a break

- over the whole baby thing?
- Yeah.

We never stopped hanging out
because we are having

an amazing,
incredibly sexy time.

Which is great, erm,
and your point is...

That sometimes you have to stop
looking for the problems

and focus on the good stuff.

But what if, erm,

something ruins it,
or what if it goes wrong,

or what if it just turns out
like Dad and my mum?

Mate, it's only dinner.

- It's only dinner.
- It's only dinner.

- It's just dinner.
- Yeah.

Right, well, dig in.

So, Addie,
tell me about yourself.

Oh, er... Where to start?

Erm, I teach music
at Belmont Oak.

Oh, a commendable job.

Though
I'm surprised a state school

still has music
on the curriculum.

Wouldn't you rather teach
somewhere with actual funding?

Well, I just don't really
believe in private schools.

You know, all children
have equal potential,

so why should some get
more resources than others?

Ha, good girl.

I admire your vim.

Erm, but come the revolution,

what would you do with Dylan?

Or me?

Well, the guillotine
is a tad outdated,

so, erm, probably
just re-educate him.

Won't work.

No, boarding school boys
can't change their spots.

You know, when he first
went to uni, Addie,

Dylan could barely
tie his own shoelaces.

- What?
- Do you remember when I came

to visit you that Michaelmas?

- Oh, yes, this is a good story.
- No one needs to hear this.

Well, I arrive
in the freezing snow

and I can't find
Dylan's staircase, and--

Sorry, staircase?
What's a staircase?

It's like halls,
but Elizabethan.

Yeah, okay, so please remember
that anything Marcus says--

Is entertaining?

Oddly charming, funny?

Yes, so, Dylan here
has got himself locked out

of lovely Grace's room,

stark bollock naked.

I wasn't completely naked.

In a totally
different quad.

Oh, I'm... I'm sorry, a quad--

Oh, no,
I do know what a quad is.

- Do you? Wow.
- Yeah.

So, anyway, erm, Addie,

so I get this rather panicky
phone call from Marcus...

Thanks for inviting me tonight.

Glad to be part of
the family firing squad.

Ha! Well...

Dylan was never gonna
brave it alone, was he?

Thought any more about
the London transfer?

Look, I know it's not
a huge step up,

but it's a good
starting trajectory.

What about Dylan?

- Ha!
- Surely he'd be good

- for the position.
- Look, his heart's not in it,

you know that.

Frankly,

waste of an Oxford education.

You deserve this, Marcus.

You deserve it.

Yeah, really, I don't know
how either of you

have got a degree,
especially Dylan.

Although, I don't know,
can you call English a degree?

Well, Addie's degree
was actually useful.

She's an amazing music teacher.

In fact, she just did
really well in her supervision.

Good. Sometimes it pays to be
dedicated and ambitious.

Unlike these two.

That's hardly fair.

Marcus is the best-performing
junior manager in the company.

Yes, I know.
This is why he's gonna be

taking the London promotion.

Except...

I'm not ready, Miles.

I see.

So, your parents must be
very proud of you, Addie.

Tell me, what do they do?

Oh, erm, Addie's dad died.

- Mate.
- Yeah, he did, erm,

but it was a few years ago now.

I'm very sorry
to hear it.

My own father died
when I was... quite a young man.

Takes something out of you.

Well, we weren't that close.

But he loved music.

So, maybe that's what
I got from him.

He, erm, he would blast
'60s classics from his van

whenever he picked me up,

erm, and then we would
take it in turns

picking different
radio stations.

And, er, yeah, I suppose
that was my education.

And now I get to pass
that love on to teenagers

who don't live in staircases
with quads and provosts,

erm, and it's, er...

Well, I'm not saying it's easy,

but, erm, I really wouldn't want
to be doing anything else.

Well, I would say your students
are very lucky to have you.

As is Dylan.

Cheers!

I didn't know I was
the sort of person to storm off.

I can see why Addie likes it.

Feel kind of powerful.

Very Kardashian,
yeah.

Well, if you're
on an honest streak,

maybe you could tell her
about moving out?

I don't want her to come back

thinking things
will just carry on.

We-- I mean, Rosie
needs her own space.

Yeah, I know. I will.

I promise.

I've gotta go.

Love you.

Can I?

I really don't understand
what's going on.

I'm sorry.

It's complicated.

The bottom line is,

Dylan chose Marcus over me
and I lost everything.

Cutting people
out of your life...

Dylan, Dad...

I'm not sure it always works.

Yeah, but Dad deserved it.

Okay, look,

your mum and our dad
were difficult.

But it wasn't always his fault.

It was messy, and that's just
how relationships are sometimes.

You don't know what it's like
to be abandoned, Deb.

You don't know
what it's like to be rejected

for the better daughter.

And you don't know
what it's like to grow up

in a mixed-race household
with an older sister

who's straight
and conventionally pretty...

and who looks more like my dad
than I ever would.

And he didn't abandon you.

He loved you.
He spoke about you all the time.

You never told me
about any of that.

You never asked.

Look, Addie,
you can't keep running away.

I just left them by the side
of the road, didn't I?

- Yeah.
- Yeah, we need to go.

- Wait, Addie.
- What?

There's something else
I need to talk to you about.

Erm, Ila and I--

- What, you need me to move out?
- Yeah. Wait.

- What? What?
- Did Marcus tell you?

Fucking hell, I knew he couldn't
keep his mouth shut.

I was joking. You're...

you're not joking.

No.

You want me to move out?

I thought you liked
me living with you guys.

No, we do, it's just--

Look, we can talk about a time
and we will help you.

Wait, sorry, Marcus knew
about this before I did?

Yes, that was a mistake
and I'm sorry.

Let's just go get the van.

Fuck.

Thanks for the lift.

We're really late
for the rehearsal.

Oh, yeah?

And how long do you give
the happy couple?

Why would you ask that?

Because everyone
secretly thinks it.

Trust me. Love, marriage...

It's a pyramid scheme.

We're animals, ready to rip
each other to pieces.

You should work for Hallmark.

No, you might
have a point.

'Cause... turns out you can't
actually trust anyone you love.

Er, these two aren't talking

because Marcus here
kissed Dylan's--

Yeah, thank you, Rodney.

I... I did a very,
very silly thing, erm...

Sofia.

Sofia.

I... I betrayed my best friend

because I was jealous, bitter,
and frankly, a dick.

Because he cared
about someone else

other than me for once.

See?
You prove my point.

All you cheating cowards
deserve to be buried alive.

Cheery.

Look, I'm sorry.

But this isn't about me.

This is about Addie. She...

She always messed with your head

and then done
a disappearing act.

For fuck's sake, Marcus.
You're the one that kissed her!

Yes, but we both know

that's nothing compared to
what she did to you in the end.

No... No, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no!

Why, why,
why is this happening?

Why is it locked, Deb?

Why does it look
so very, very closed?

Ronaldo!

I'm gonna get us out of here.

I'm gonna go
look for him.

Addie, Addie!

Addie!

Wow.

I mean...
This is, erm...

This is quite the collection.

Well, you're welcome to come in
and use them whenever you like.

- It's very kind of you.
- Yeah.

Dylan used to play properly.

Well, he still does.

Well, playing the guitar
is a hobby at best.

At worst, it's a complete
waste of time.

Hmm, yeah, except that it's--

Sorry.

Oh, God, it's the Yanks.

I have to take this.

Dylan, I might need your help
on this, actually.

Erm, it was lovely
to meet you, Addie.

You too.

Er, yes, Frank.
What's the damage?

Right.

Okay.

So, what were you two
talking about earlier?

Not our big kiss, if that's what
you're worried about.

Don't.

You did well tonight.

He likes you.

I can tell.

Next time, less of
the cod socialism, yeah?

He won't play nice for long.

Think I'm good, thanks.

So, how do we decide
who gets Dylan when?

Timeshare? Excel spreadsheet?

I need my wingman
some weekends.

It's not a competition, Marcus.

He's not a condo in Marbella.

He's...

Special.

Night, Marcus.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

You were amazing, by the way.

I'm so sorry
about my dad, and...

Don't worry.

I had a nice time.

I think we get on.

Well, that makes one of us.

I spend my life trying to please
a man who

doesn't even seem
to like me very much.

I mean, what am I doing?

I want to be like you.

I want to do something I love.

Then do it.

I don't know, write an album,

or join a band, or...

sign up for Deb's
open mic night.

But "guitar is just a hobby",
Addie.

Fuck him.

- Yeah, fuck him.
- Yeah!

- Fuck him.
- Fuck you!

Fuck you!

I love you.

I love you.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

It's not like Bria to be late.

Nope.

Bria! Your audition is in five.
What-- What's happened?

It's broken.

- This stupid fucking...
- Bria, Bria.

...boy in my form room
sat on it,

and now it's broken.

- Now I can't play.
- Okay.

I'm sure it was an accident.
Just take a seat, take a breath.

We... We're gonna
have to rearrange.

No, no, she's been practising
way too hard.

And what if they can't?

I think I can fix this.

Bribe the examiner?

That's plan B.

Erm, I'm gonna be right back.

Can you stall them?

- Yes.
- Yes? Great.

Yeah, I'll shuffle
the order round, put Bria last.

Frank, you're going first.

Good luck.

Pull a violin out of thin air...

Why didn't I think of that?

Sounds good.

Yeah, she's nailing it.

Team effort. You, Bria and Bach.

Fantastic.

Well done.

Be chill, Miss.

Thanks, Miss.

- You're welcome.
- Well done.

Pint to celebrate?

We have unspent bribe money.

I can't.

My boyfriend's playing a gig,
so I've gotta go.

Okay, cool. Yeah. Another time.

Have a great night.
You deserve it.

♪ Tonight

♪ You're the answer
that's hiding in plain sight

♪ I can see it is written
in your eyes

♪ I can feel it
I know we'll be alright

♪ Maybe we're crazy

♪ Should we take it slow?

♪ I can't explain it,
but all that I know

♪ It's the coldest of colds
when you leave me

♪ I feel at home
wherever you are

♪ I'd be a fool
if I swallowed these feelings

♪ When it's your light
illuminating my dark

♪ Is it still out of the blue

♪ If it's always been you?

♪ It's always been you

Yes, Dylan! Yes!

Whoo!

Whoo!

- Do you hear that?
- What?

It's the sound of Ed Sheeran
having a heart attack.

Yeah, I suppose
it was quite good.

What?

I'll take that from you.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

It was quite...
it was quite good.

- Yeah?
- Yeah, it was quite good.

Yeah. Well done.

I'm proud of you.

Come on, Dylan.

I messed up once.

Only once?

Yeah, mate, but sometimes
the people who really love you

do really stupid things.

I think most people
deserve another chance.

Yes, thank you, Rodney.

Oh, fuck that.

You cannot show
this fucker any mercy.

You think I'll be merciful
with Ronaldo when I see him?

No way.

Throw this in his face.

And he will never go near
that bar again

after I'm done with him.

And then, then I'll find
this bitch whose number this is.

- Watch the road!
- Fucking hell.

Oh, shit.
Just missed the turning.

She has alcohol.

When I give the signal, run!

- Wait, what?
- What?

- What's the signal?
- I don't know.

Are you okay?

- I'm gonna be sick.
- Wait, wait, I'll stop the car,

I'll stop the car.

Yeah, that's the signal.

What?

You'll never take me alive!

He's like a terrifying man eel.

Rodney, mate, you are mental.
Brilliantly mental!

Fucking tourists.

I sensed something was up.

I trust my survival instincts.

You're a mad man, Rodney.

You were like...

No, you can't do it,
you can't do it.

Oh! It was beautiful.

So what are we...

Are we alright, or...

Well, that depends.

Have you told me everything?

'Cause this only works
if you're 100% honest.

Yeah, well, there is one...
one more thing.

Right, you two,
let's get wasted.

Er, no, not tonight.

I'm gonna grab my stuff.

Whipped.

Hey, erm, can I just get
the case that's behind there?

Thank you.

Hey.

Is that Miles's?

Hey, did you take that?

Yeah, for like a minute,
and now I'm gonna take it back.

- Erm, you should be careful.
- Look,

I think I know how to handle
Dylan's dad, okay?

I hate to burst your bubble,
but he likes me.

I think you need to realise
I'm not going anywhere.

Thank you so much
for coming, mate.

- Love you.
- Bye.

Someone else had already
written a song about you?

It went something like...

♪ Addie smells, Addie smells

How old was he?

- Er, nine?
- Yeah.

So you can't be
too harsh.

Yeah, no, you should
probably learn some words first.

Yeah?
Get a one-man band going?

What would you call--

You have something of mine.

Yes, erm, I...
I borrowed it for a student.

You didn't ask.

No, I'm sorry, it was...
it was really last-minute.

It was for an audition.

Dad, I think
it's just a misunderstanding.

And you thought
that was okay?

Take something
that doesn't belong to you,

something extremely personal,

give it to a teenager?

She... she said sorry, Dad.

I heard her.

And then, what?

You just, erm,
didn't bring it back?

No, I'm... I'm sorry.
That was bad of me.

I wanted to make
Dylan's gig, erm...

Sorry, I don't understand.

I just didn't think it was
gonna be such a big problem.

It wasn't being used.

It was just sitting there.
You said I could...

Are you chastising me
for something that you did?

No, I just...

You have to admit
it's better off

actually being played.

- Addie, just...
- Isn't it?

Just... just leave it.

It's incredible.

It's the lack of respect.
It's frankly incredible.

Dylan.

You have some decisions to make.

Is this the sort of person
you want to be with?

Why didn't you say anything?

I did try and warn you.

Sorry, what?

About him.

About what he's like.

He won't listen to "sorry".

It's just who he is.

So you just do fuck all?

If you fight back, it can get
a lot worse, trust me.

Look, I was trying
to protect you.

I know... I know
it didn't look like it.

Didn't feel like it
either, Dylan.

I don't think I wanna be here.

What?

I was just annoyed with Addie,

so I told your dad
what she did with the violin.

You really have no idea
what you did, do you?

I'm just being
honest with you,

like you asked.

It was just a stupid dig.

No, Marcus. The truth is
you always had it in for her,

- right from the start.
- Lads, is that...

I just wish
I'd seen it soon enough.

Dylan, look, can we just talk?

No. I need to talk to Addie,

- not you.
- Dylan.

- Lads?
- Dylan!

Lads.

Ah, the deserters.

I don't understand.
Ronaldo said quince minutos

and it's only been
about 45 minutes.

No, Addie,
quince means 15, not 50.

Hang on, hang on.
Did she just say Ronaldo?

Do you think it's the same guy?

Erm, Sofia said something about

him spending all his time
in that bar.

- Who's Sofia?
- Our axe-murderer driver.

She had an ex called Ronaldo.

On the bar mat it said,
er, Villa...

- Villa Rosa! Okay. This way.
- Yes!

- Ronaldo?
- Sofia.

Sorry, er, I sort of
need my van back.

You know how this feels, right?

You've had your heart broken
and spat on.

What are you saying?

That maybe
he didn't get the full story

from the right person.

Er...

- They're saying--
- Yeah, I've got it.

Something about a chicken.

Weirdly, yeah.

Don't you just love
big declarations of love?

I preferred psycho Sofia.

So, er, turns out
it's better to talk about things

than just drive off in a rage.

I'm really sorry.

I'm sorry
I ran away back there.

I'm sorry I let Marcus
come between us.

- So, what, that's it?
- Do you agree with him?

No, of course not.

Addie, please.

He's just like that.

How can you be at home here?

How is this your life?

What does that even mean?

Please, can...

- can we just sort this out?
- No, no, no.

No, no, I don't wanna be here.

Maybe this was never gonna work.

You--

♪ Never had to work for love

♪ Don't need you
to show me how

♪ Don't want to be falling in

♪ When I'm falling out

♪ Didn't think
I'd give for love

Addie, are we okay?

Yeah, fine.

Wasn't my home anyway.

Thank you. Er, gracias.

Oh, my things!

We missed you too, Rodney.

Right, let's do this.

Yes, for Christ's sake,

can we just get to this
bloody wedding?

Sorry.

♪ Never had to wait for love

♪ Always thought
it'd come around

♪ You come for me
But I'm nowhere to be found

♪ Cancellations
for conversations

♪ I don't need right now

- Erm, Addie?
- Yeah.

Maybe when we get there tonight

we can find a time
to talk properly?

Yeah, I'd like that.

So what, we're all friends now?

No, Marcus.

You and I are definitely
not all friends now.

I'm sorry,

am I the only one who remembers
what she did to you?

- She full-on cheated on you.
- I'm sorry, what?

Addie cheated on him.

♪ Meet someone

♪ I don't wanna need no one

♪ I'm not tryna let you in

♪ Even if I've found the one

♪ I'm not tryna let you in