All language subtitles for Party Animals s01e08.eng

You're not seeing anybody else?
No. Nobody.

I want to marry you.

Clearly pissed, you named me as
the minister who'd resign with you.

Did somebody put you up to this?
Nobody put me up to anything.

Karma. Karma?

What goes around...
I know what it means.

I'll worry about my own karma.
CAMERA CLICKS

Excellent.

Adrian Chapple.
What about him?

He inferred
you'd get the researcher's job

in exchange for fucking him.

I've fucked men for
a whole number of worse reasons.

Oh, I'm sure you have.

Sometimes it's the only relief
when I'm bored at a party.

The birthday party
you left with Scott?

'Danny? It's Scott.
Pick up if you're there.

'Come and see me after the wedding,
yeah? Stuff some envelopes.

'All right, laters, bruv.'

ALARM BLARES

HE SIGHS

KNOCK AT THE DOOR

Hi.
Hello.

So how was your meeting?

Dull. Let's not.

I'm flattered you rushed straight
here to make up for the tedium.

Do you think this can work?

I hope so.

I really want it to.

You wouldn't be embarrassed
stepping out with a Tory MP?

God, yeah, but luckily
that's not going to happen.

Mm. I can fantasise
for just a moment.

Now you're talking!

Don't be so flip all the time.

My brother would never forgive me.
That's not flip, by the way.

Fortunately, your brother
has nothing to do with this.

I need to know what you think.

It's important this isn't just...

Isn't just what?

You know.

I want to see you properly.

Properly?

You sure?

I told you I was taking it seriously
before you went to London.

Wasted enough time already.

Properly - that's like...

going out on dates
and hanging out together, and stuff.

That would be a radical way
of approaching a relationship,

but, yeah, we could do those things.

I think you'll find I'm a true Scot.

The reality of the situation is,
Adrian, that you are Chapple

and I'm MacKenzie, which technically
makes me more Scottish than you.

SHE GIGGLES

KNOCK ON THE DOOR

Come in.

So... what did you
want to talk to me about?

How's Jo coping?

Yeah, fine.

Not as well as some people
involved in the failed coup attempt.

It wasn't a coup. And Jo messed up.

Jo messed up the coup
that wasn't a coup?

Somebody she knows and respects

has got to make her see what
is necessary after the by-election.

You're unbelievable, you know that?

Poacher turned serial killer.
I'm a politician.

Danny, there's enormous
respect for you, and your loyalty

is one of your best qualities.

You want to see it all get
messier and messier?

Of course not.
Then use your good influence.

You're the best thing she's got.
You don't want to go down with her.

What does that mean?

The party's reshaping, Danny.

Make sure you're in the right place
or you'll be left behind.

Aren't you meant to be going
to Sedley to help the campaign?

Yeah. Well, hurry up, Danny,
or it'll all be over.

They're coming after you, Jo.
Let them.

You have to sort things out.
You can't just stand here...

Feeling sorry for myself?

But the thing is, Danny, I do.

I do feel sorry for myself.

My career's gone down the pan, and
my husband's gone with the nanny.

You have to sort yourself out. Make
up your mind about what's important.

What does that mean,
make up your mind?

Have they been whispering
in your ear, Danny?

What have they promised you?

Well, if they've shown you a
lifeboat maybe you should get on it.

Right, then.

Right, maybe I'll do that.

If you don't value loyalty,
then maybe they're right.

Go to Sedley, Danny,
and help the party...

if you want to show loyalty.

Hi, there. I'm Ashika Chandiramani,
I'm the Conservative...

Another unhappy Labour voter.

You know the council have
approved the mosque? Mm-hm.

Talk of two Labour councillors
resigning to join the BNP,

which would be...
Terrible!

Of course, but, in a way,
that would not be obviously

completely negative to us.

Think of your ideal husband.
What?

Woman Today magazine
want to do a feature.

George Clooney or Johnny Depp? Hunk
or geek? Older man or younger buck?

Oh, for God's sake.
It's free publicity.

Just hurl a few adjectives around
and don't forget "honesty",

which is the key ingredient
to all successful relationships,

although I'd settle for Pete
not farting against my leg in bed.

How long you gonna sulk for?
Just out of interest.

I'm not sulking.

It's cos they're actually tripping
over your lower lip in the corridor.

Look...
There's nothing to say.

I'm sorry.

For everything, Danny.

You're still going for this job,
though?

I'm going to discuss it
with Adrian tonight.

Discuss it?
What, like the discussion you had

with Scott after
Jo's birthday party?

Danny...
Doesn't matter! It doesn't matter.

Greetings, comrade.

What are you doing here, Sovs?

I am here right up until
the nail-biting climax.

Embedded in Longton South.
That's the plan, anyway.

I hope your hotel's
better than mine.

You can play with my mini-bar.
I'm seeing somebody, Sophie.

You're funny.
What?

"I'm seeing somebody, Sophie!"
Well, I am.

Well, no offence, Scott,

but I wasn't planning on having
a priest there waiting to marry us!

Now listen, come and fool around,

don't come and fool around,
it's all the same to me.

What do you make
of this mosque business?

I wish they'd waited
until after the by-election.

The BNP's eating into
your traditional vote.

The smart money's
moving to Ms Chandiramani.

Ah, then it isn't so smart!
Look, no offence, Sovs... I'm gone.

After the by-election,
these go to the press.

After the by-election? It'd damage
the party if we did it before.

I'm sorry, but she would make
fantastic collateral damage.

It's Northcote I want to finish.

A victory for her
is a defeat for us.

Surely you can see that.

It's true, we'd have
little to celebrate if she wins.

You'd have to throw the noose wide
before you begin to tighten it.

Don't worry.

I know all the tongue-waggers
in this party very well.

By Monday,
the pot'll be warming nicely.

Neither, prefer Benicio del Toro.

What?

No, I'm not going to answer that.
Because it's vulgar.

Sorry? G-Wiz or Maserati?

Well, I suppose I have to say
G-Wiz, really, don't I?

Honesty. As in politics, it's a
rare commodity but truly invaluable.

No, thank you very much.
Goodbye. ..Ugh!

Can you believe!

Yes. OK. You've got to be prepared
for the Labour Party

turning up the heat on you.

They know we've started to edge
ahead and they're rattled

by the BNP. The last week
could get very nasty.

SHE HUMS

LAUGHTER

Hold that thought.
We'll discuss this over dinner.

I'll catch you up.

Oh, hi.

You got my e-mail?
You fucking wanker.

Something the matter?

"I think it's only fair
you should know... "

Could have mentioned that
last night, maybe?

But last night wasn't about work...
was it?

Like I said,

I enjoyed last night.

We should do it again.

Find someone who thinks limping
to three minutes is a result.

Gloria noticed the way we were
at the disco.

Did she say anything?
Asked quite pointedly

how well I'd known you before.
She's like your mum, Gloria!

She'd make a really good mum.

If you had your mates
over for tea, she'd make sure

they were really good cakes.
Might do to be careful.

Gloria also thinks you might
go nuclear in the last week.

Maybe even play the race card
to get the BNP vote back.

She has such a high opinion of us(!)
Sullivan wouldn't do it anyway.

How do you know?
He cares about stuff.

Oh, yeah? Like what?

Like what happens to finches
with little beaks in drought years.

Ah, yes, the little finches.

If we're ever really gonna push the
nuclear button, I'll warn you first.

And vice versa.
We wouldn't, though.

Don't need to.

It's too late for you now, anyway.

Oh, no...

Kirsty? Yeah.
Have you read the newspaper?

Iain's dished the dirt on Jo.

She's not answering her mobile.

I'm at her house now,
but there's no answer.

I'm not sulking!
This is more important!

All right. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Very good. OK. Bye-bye.

You think we should call the police
or break in, or something?

No, of course not.
This is such...

I don't know how people
can be bothered. Move on, loser!

Listen, I know it's your parachute
jump today, so you just go.

I'll call the police
if I haven't heard by this evening.

No, I couldn't leave you with this.
I'll be OK.

No way! Jo might be in trouble.

Why don't you want to go? What's
happened with your job discussions?

They gave it to somebody else.

Oh.

Yes.

Yes, what?

You know what.

The answer to the big thought bubble
over your head.

Go ahead and laugh!
I don't want to laugh.

Go ahead and laugh at me.
Played by a player.

You're really stupid sometimes,
aren't you?

I'm sorry.
You said that before.

I AM sorry, though. And that's
weird, cos I'm not usually.

But I am.

There are people who should feel
much more ashamed than you.

Don't be too hard on him.

PHONE RINGS

Jo...

Where are you?

DOOR OPENS

My fearless researcher...
Wanna drink?

So...

Still think I should talk to Iain?
No.

We'll go and get some food.
I'm not hungry.

Well, you will be
once some food passes your lips.

You can't just stay here
getting pissed, you know that.

I'm not going home.

That "cares more about her career
than her child" stuff...

Bastard!

He might have had a point.
I've always put my career first.

Didn't seem like it yesterday.

Do you always have to have
an answer for everything, Danny?

You have to ask?
When I started out,

I used to laugh at women who moaned
about combining baby and career.

Lightweights - stop giving men
ammunition not to promote you.

Now look at me.

Goes much deeper. I think the first
big mistake was thinking women

could be trusted with the vote.

So how's Scott going on up north?

You going up there this week, Danny?

Yeah.
About time.

Apart from anything else,
your brother'll be missing you.

Sure.

Weren't you meant to be doing
a parachute jump today? Yeah...

I...I just...
Wind direction was all wrong.

Route one - straight into the blades
of parked helicopters.

Kirsty would have been soup
on the runway!

Yes... So... what are you guys
up to tonight?

Danny...

we're not watching
The Battle Of Chile, Part two.

It's one of the best
documentaries ever made.

It's Saturday night.

Can't we watch
Strictly Come Dancing?

OK, what about Cry Freedom?

It's not my place to comment on
Jo Porter's domestic problems.

As long as they don't interfere
with her capacity to do the job,

then they're none of my business.

But you will be calling
for her resignation?

Yes, but on the grounds of
her disastrous record in office,

not because of her personal life.

The Opposition debate this week
will be their High Noon.

They've chosen the topic to
put her in the spotlight,

and they think they can finish her.
You think they can?

I have to get ready to go to Sedley.

Make sure she doesn't hit the bottle
while I'm away.

My ratings have risen.
That's down to you.

Virtues have to be there
to bring them out.

She's ahead, though. You can tell.

People are voting
on national issues.

Nothing more we can do.
But she doesn't have clear water.

KNOCK AT THE DOOR

Thank you.

What's that?

"You might find this helps
lift the spirits."

Probably somebody's idea
of inspirational music.

That's funny.

What is?

Rumour on Village Vermin.

Incoming scandal.

Oh, getting outed these days
is a guarantee of instant promotion.

Except it's a straight politician
and a mystery younger woman.

Any word as to who it's about?

Some speculation it might be Conrad
Spelling and a Spectator journalist.

Right.

PHONE RINGING

Is Ashika about?

Not at the moment.
Where is she?

I beg your pardon?

Never mind. We were meeting to
discuss a joint approach to the BNP.

She never mentioned it.
That's not my problem.

I don't know what your problem is!
Take it somewhere else!

Yeah.

Sorry to be abrupt.

Would you like me to ask her
to give you a call?

No.

It's not like I'm an alcoholic.

Just, you know,
there are periods when you...

when one drinks
a bit more than normal.

I guess Danny would say

those are exactly the periods
when one should drink...

..a bit less than normal.

Yes, I expect Danny would.

You two are thick as thieves,
though. Ever thought...?

No!
Why not?

I couldn't.
Why not? He's not unattractive...

..in a flopsy-bunny kind of a way.
I think he'd be up for it.

You really think(?)

You could just do it
as a treat for him.

Then we could never be friends
again. You think he'd want that?

More to the point, would you?

I haven't got enough friends
to throw any away.

You might be reluctant to take
advice from someone

with my track record
on relationships, Kirsty,

but having sex and liking
the person you're having sex with

aren't absolutely incompatible.

KNOCK AT THE DOOR

About time. Why didn't you answer
any of my messages? Been busy.

Every pair of hands needed
right now, Danny.

Yeah, that's why I'm here.
You OK?

Why shouldn't I be?

I dunno, you tell me.

I'm going to go
to the party offices now.

Look, wait a minute.

Come and look at this a sec, Dan.

What shall I do, Danny?

Release them to the press.
Serves her right, the hypocrite,

banging on about honesty.
You've got to.

I can't.
Why not?

Because I can't. We promised.

You promised what?

Oh, no!

Oh, no! You're not.
You're shagging the Tory candidate?

Scott, even by your pathetic
standards...

It's not pathetic.

Well, it's a pretty big
fucking conflict of interest!

I think releasing these pictures
would be cheap.

Anyway, it's not conclusive, is it?
Not conclusive?

They're all over each other.
Where's your loyalty?

I am being loyal.

I'm not going to blow her out
of the water because I'm upset...

She is the Tory candidate!

What is the matter with you?
It's on a knife-edge here.

It's not like you won't move on to
some other bird tomorrow. I won't.

Promise me you won't
say anything about this.

DANNY SIGHS

Danny?

All right.

BUZZING

I'm going for a shower.

Hiya.

Had a couple of phone calls
from journalists.

What about?
Nothing specific.

They were just fishing.

So?

They seemed to think
there was a fish to be had.

Is there anything
I should know about?

Ashika?

No. Nothing.
I really don't know what it's about.

The chatrooms are alive.

No names yet?

So many being thrown about,
the hotel suites are all empty.

Yes, I can imagine.

Smart money is moving away
from Conrad Spelling,

but most are still guessing
it's the girl from the Spectator.

We need the Labour campaign
to release the pictures.

Rumours are one thing, but they're
useless without evidence.

What possible reason could they have
not to do so?

You have to make sure
that it's known

that it was the Labour campaign
in Longton South that did it.

Don't worry.

It's all in hand.

Heard from Danny?

He said he'll be back
before the debate.

Did you know that James Northcote's

doing some journalist
from the Spectator?

That's what they're saying, anyway.

Well, well, well.

'My name's been mentioned
on an internet site.

'I'm going home
to talk to Caroline.' You OK?

Well, I'm worried. There's
talk of incriminating photos.

Have you heard anything?

No, but some journalists have been
snooping around.

'They can't have anything
or they would have said.'

There's nothing about you.

They're saying it's Emily Jones
from the Spectator.

Listen, if anything breaks,

you say the absolute minimum
without directly lying.

Straight out
the politician's handbook.

Concentrate on your campaign,
Ashika, it's all you can do. Yup.

There's been frantic campaigning
by all parties

in what is a very tight
by-election here,

one of the tightest we've seen
in recent times.

For the Labour Party to lose here,
a traditional safe seat,

that would represent a huge blow,
and for the Conservatives...

Nerves jangling?

Do I look nervous?
No, you look grumpy.

Shall I get us some more coffee?

What's the Tory candidate doing
in your headquarters?

Hi, Ashika.

Could we have a word in private?

Sure.

You didn't answer my calls.

I was really worried.

Been chaos around here.

Still, I thought you might...
I mean, I hoped...

Is something wrong?
No, everything's fine.

You seem funny. Strange.

Just want this all to be over,
really.

Can you come tonight?

Not such a good idea. Too risky.

OK.

Not long till it's over, I guess.

What's she doing here?

Who?

Sophie Montgomery.
She's a mate.

Yes. I forgot
that you two were mates.

I'll be getting back, then.
OK.

Am I glad to see a friendly face!

What is going on?
You tell me.

Got any cigarettes?

You don't smoke.

Usually.

SHE SPLUTTERS

They're vile!

Better with alcohol.
Oh, disgusting. I'd forgotten.

You're just not a smoker,
sweetheart. Be glad.

How's James?
Worried.

Nobody's mentioned you, though.

Get through the next 24 hours
and you're in the clear.

Step outside with me for a moment,
Danny.

Tell me you haven't!
I have!

Where to?
The Gazette.

Why? Because I'm not letting
Dad's constituency go to a Tory.

Because it's James Northcote.

You promised me.
Yeah, I promised you.

But you made it really easy for me
to cross my fingers.

I have no idea
what you are talking about.

Well, then, think. Think, Scott.

What did you last lie to me about?

What did you promise me
hadn't happened?

It was nothing.

It was not nothing.

It's not like she was
your girlfriend, or anything.

That's not the point.
Well, what is the point?

What is the fucking point, Danny?

It's not like we're
fighting for who has first go

on the fucking swings!

Kirsty's a grown woman

who had her own say in the matter!

It meant nothing!

The more you say it meant nothing,
the worse it is!

Can't you see that?

All I know is,
I've always regretted it.

You just don't get it, do you?

You complete fucking wanker.

I'm sorry I hurt you.

Yeah, well, now I've hurt you back.

Pfff!

You're a...

KNOCKING

PERSISTENT KNOCKING

Who is it?
Gloria.

Morning.
Good morning.

What's up? We haven't got a meeting.

Get dressed.

What's the matter?
It's out. You and James Northcote.

It's in the Gazette and they're
promising the pictures tomorrow.

It'll be on TV today
and all the internet sites.

Journalists are already arriving
at HQ, so I think you should go

to my house.
Pete's got the car outside.

BEEPING

Hi. Hi, I'm with Gloria,
can I call you back?

You've heard.
Yeah, I'll call you back.

How? The press have got
hold of some pictures.

Pictures? What pictures?
Where did they get them from?

We'll find that out tomorrow
when they print them.

You should get dressed.

Look, I asked you,
and you said nothing.

As far as I was aware...
They've got photos!

Of what? How can I answer
about photos I've never seen?

But you have had an affair?
You brought him here, after all.

Yes, but it was over by then.
Oh, Ashika!

Oh...we've worked so hard,
so bloody hard! I'm sorry.

We've come from nowhere... and then
you blow it. And for what?

For a bloody office affair?

I'm not...

We're going to HQ.

I'm not hiding from anyone.

Hey...

OK... OK, but you go in there
and you say nothing, you hear me?

You let ME deal with the onslaught.

"The important thing in
a marriage is honesty."

Why do they do it? Why do they
give these hostages to fortune?

The timing, the timing, Scott!
I know, it couldn't be better.

Now, that's what I call
properly negative, well done.

Properly...

We ignore it,
don't make anything of it.

No need. Damage is done.

In time-honoured fashion, I'll say
her private life's her own business.

HUBBUB

Thank you. Excuse us, please.
Excuse us...

Thank you.

Good morning, ladies and
gentlemen...

You OK?
Yeah, great.

I'd love to know where they
got these so-called photos from.

Well, I've spoken to
a few people this morning.

Word in the party is
they came from here.

From here?

Sullivan's campaign received
them anonymously

and passed them on to the press.

He said...

He promised.
What?

How could he do that?

I'm sorry, you're not
really making much sense.

What have you got to say
about these photographs?

I'm going to keep this brief.

I haven't seen these photos,
so I cannot comment.

Are you having an affair
with James Northcote?

No.
Have you ever...

That's all I have to say.
Have you spoken to James since?

There is no truth in the rumours

that I'm having an affair
with James Northcote,

and any photos that suggest
otherwise are either faked

or do not tell the real story.
Thank you.

Well, there you have it.
Ms Chandiramani flatly denies

allegations of an
extramarital affair

in spite of a local newspaper
claiming to have photos of them.

I'm going back to London.
Good.

It was the right thing to do.

Whatever else...
It wasn't the right thing to do.

I wanted to talk to her about it,

but now she'll think
I released them...

They're Tories, Scott.

They're the enemy,
their brains are diseased.

I hope they think the same about us,
that's it.

She came to the flat after
Jake died to see how I was coping.

Yeah, that was nice of her.

She probably is nice, but I still
don't want her winning this seat

and voting to cut health spending.

No, that's our job now.

Danny.

About Kirsty, maybe I fucked up,
but I'm not why you're not with her.

I did warn you.

Yes, you did.
I always find it fortunate

that all my vices can be purchased
in Selfridges food hall.

Almost all, George. You won't
find a Colombian death squad

in with the specialist cheeses.

And round and round we go
on this absurd carousel.

It was you.
I'm sorry?

And one of your friends
from the security services.

Where they got the pictures.

You think I'd sabotage my party's
interests for personal vengeance?

Don't be ridiculous.

One, you have no loyalty whatsoever
to this current party leadership,

and two, I would never underestimate
the petit bourgeois mind-set.

ANNOUNCER: And further Westminster
news for today, the Tories

have put Jo Porter on the spot
in today's opposition debate.

But with the rumours about
James Northcote,

it looks like being
a battle for survival

between two wounded animals.

"Dear Douglas,
following our conversation,

"I agree that it would
be better for Jo Porter to resign.

"Her inability to brief
against her colleagues

"even when
they were slagging her off..."

Rhetoric. They should let me
write your speeches.

"..has to be added to her
lamentable failure to attend

"her own son's birthday party in
order to take part in a key debate.

"Most embarrassing has been voting,

"along with many people
who should have known better,

"including yourself,
for an illegal war

"that her better instincts
told her was indefensible."

Yeah, well, that bit's true.

Whole lot of you should resign
for that. They'll kill you.

I don't care.

Danny, what do you want?

Out of your career in politics,
where do you want to go?

I want to carry on
doing what I love doing,

which is working for somebody
I really admire.

I DO value your loyalty...

more than anything.

I don't need my head patting.

Danny, if I want to pat your head,
that's exactly what I'll do.

Order! Order!

'They say a week's
a long time in politics...'

LAUGHTER

..but was it really only a few days
ago that my Right Honourable Friend

was speculating,
with his trademark charm,

on my ability to carry out
my duties adequately?

Well, of course,
I shall return the courtesy.

MOCKING LAUGHTER

So... on to policy.

Tory policies...

Yeah, nice timing, Jo.
Give him the smile now.

Perhaps my Right Honourable Friend
could come up with something,

because I'm really struggling
to help him out here.

Hear! Hear!

A policy!
Think of it as... a fig-leaf

to cover his embarrassment...

JEERS AND APPLAUSE

..if it makes it any easier.

Back in business.

The closest by-election for
many years comes to a close today.

The Labour candidate has had to
struggle with his party's

current national malaise and the
storm over the building of a mosque.

Meanwhile,
the Conservative candidate

who's made such huge inroads
into the Labour vote

has been hit
by the publication of photographs

showing her in an intimate
embrace with a shadow minister.

Both have strongly denied the
photos are evidence of an affair.

The results will be shown

in a BBC TWO election
special later tonight,

and the only thing
I can be certain of,

is that if I were the betting type,

I'd be completely at a loss
to know where to put my stake.

Back to the studio.

Fuck a Tory this week, Scott?

Did you?

That's why you did it?

Revenge?

At least now I know how tawdry
your values really are.

If you knew a single thing
about my values,

you'd know it wasn't me
who leaked those photos.

That's why you changed,

went all distant. Took up again
with your blonde slag fuck-buddy?

It wasn't me.
Then who was it?

And why?

We know the photos came here.

Well, come on,
I'd love to hear this one.

A little finch carry them away,
did it?

Here's a tricky question
for you, Ashika.

The meeting
with the party hierarchy,

did it go on after midnight
in a private flat?

I had to say that.
Why?

Because!

It was complicated.

Nothing to do with you.
Nothing to do with me?

You came back from being with him

and hopped straight into bed
with me the next morning.

Is that doing things properly?

Stay away from me,
because if you don't believe me,

then we're done here.
What, like you believe me?

You gave the photos
to the Gazette,

and you didn't even
warn me like you promised.

Could we have a quick word?

I'm busy. Who are you?

I work with Ashika.

Well, worked... Dunno.

This will decide whether I still do,
I guess.

What do you want?

Strange that somebody of her quality

could fall in love with such a rude
arsehole. At least James had charm.

Do you want a punch, mate?
Cos I'm right in the mood.

What do you mean,
fall in love with?

He asked her to marry him
that night, and she said no

because she wanted to be with you.

They weren't together.

I don't like you very much,
but I thought you should know

what you've thrown away
to win an election.

I do hereby give notice

that the number of votes
recorded for each candidate...

Turn the telly on, then.

Ah! Where's the bloody remote?!

For God's sakes, Danny!

Andrews, Martin... 8,953 votes...

Ouch! BNP keep their deposit.
Shhh!

..6,362 votes.

Chandiramani, Ashika...

21,663 votes.

What does it mean?
What does it mean?

Wait, wait, I'm thinking!

Jesus, it's fucking close,
erm... couple of hundred...

..217 votes.

The Tories have won.

No, no, no, wait, wait!

21,813 votes.

CHEERING

Yes!

And I do hereby declare

that the said Graham Sullivan is the
duly elected Member of Parliament

for the Longton South constituency.

PHONE RINGS

Hi.

Please don't cry.

'Please don't.
It... breaks my heart.

'Caroline, you know how I feel.

'Look, I'll do anything you want,
if you want me to stay in a hotel...

'OK, I'll come back.
How are the kids?'

Are you sure?

I'm not such a big one
for celebrations, Graham.

Plus I'd like to sleep
in my own bed.

Get back in,
I'll call you tomorrow.

Thank you, Scott.

Turned out your beak wasn't
so small after all, eh?

Remember what I said.
Half a millimetre's sometimes

all there is
in the struggle for survival.

Those photos probably lost her
just the amount we needed.

It's a brilliant result, Ash.

You know, this is
a Labour heartland,

they're not safe anywhere now.

All the news reports are saying
what a good campaign you fought

and what a breakthrough it is.

I got a nice message
from the party leader.

Well, there you are, then.

The photos cost me the seat.

Oh, you don't know...

that way madness lies.

Don't dwell on it now,

there's plenty of time
to think about it later.

Stay here tonight, Matt.

Don't go away.

Oh, please let them take photos of
me leaving your room in the morning.

So what happens next?

You decided what to do now?

I'm going to sleep forever.

Hm!

Why didn't you stay
for the victory party?

Didn't feel like it.

How come you're not in bed?

I couldn't sleep.

Have you spoken to her?

Not sure she'll ever
speak to me again.

What?

Imagine trying to explain to her
what really happened and why.

Do you want me to move out?

Do you wanna move out?

No.
Well, then!

It's late, Danny, we should try
and get a couple of hours at least.

Yeah... Back to work tomorrow.

Are we OK?

We're always OK, Danny.

# Your face is like the sun

# Sinking into the ocean...

# Your face is like watching flowers

# Growing in fast motion...

# All your kisses I've swallowed

# Brightened mornings
And hollows... #

BEEPING

# Sunshine...

# My sunshine... #

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