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Congratulations, Shreya.

Hello.

25 years.

Come and read my song.

Excuse me.

Chairman, Mr. Tate.

How do you do?

Congratulations to you, too.

What for?

Haven't you just graduated from Cambridge, or have I got that wrong?

That's my sister.

Can you bring Anjika down?

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Ah, my lovely daughter.

Remember Dr. and Mrs. Patel?

I've got to go outside to have this.

Ironic, isn't it?

Here we are, in the house that tobacco built, and it's no smoking.

Can I pull it away, Shreya?

Well, if you must.

You look wonderful.

It's a beautiful dress, thank you.

Oh, don't thank me. Your mother chose it.

What do I know about dresses?

Ramjit.

There she is.

How are you, Mr. Sherman?

I'm fine, thank you.

You remember my son, Hardy?

Yes, of course. You're a friend of Jamin's, aren't you?

We were at school together.

So, Cambridge, eh?

Excuse me.

How did you like that?

I loved it.

I was lucky I was well taught.

Made some very good friends there.

They're over there somewhere.

Well, now what?

I'm not sure yet.

Thank you.

What have you been up to?

He helps me with the business.

You know, he's running the boutique hotels in London.

And I'm setting up this club in Stockholm with your brother.

I hope you'll be a member.

Not sure Jamin will really want me on his turf.

It's my turf, too.

So...

Have fun.

Thank you.

Hey.

Big man.

How's it going?

Who are all these people anyway, eh?

Are you enjoying yourself?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Only I've, uh...

I've under-catered slightly.

I know, I know.

I've forgotten what pigs that harrow lot are.

Could you, uh...

Yeah?

Are you on a man?

A couple of grams?

No, shit, say four.

Be on a safe side, yeah?

Okay.

Alright.

Sorry.

It's just one auntie after another.

Parents don't do things by halves, do they?

Well, I hope you're enjoying it more than I am.

My face aches from smiling.

You wish you were just having quite a pint down the feathers.

Not really, no.

So the bear wiped his arse with this?

Look at Jamin, totally in his element.

He just keeps getting more gorgeous.

Or is it the Dom Perignon?

It's the Dom Perignon.

Another glass and I might just have the courage to say hello.

Is this okay, is it?

No one's coming in here.

Parents are far too busy showing everyone how wonderful their life is.

Just don't mess up my hair.

Stupid idea.

Mother's idea of how my father wants me to look.

I think you look great.

If I press the right panel,

does the wall swing back to reveal your father's secret warren for world domination?

Come here.

Come back to mine tonight.

Go on.

What's the big deal?

I like your parents.

They like me.

Don't they?

Why can't we just come clean?

You don't understand Indian families.

Get lost, flowers.

Your father's asking for you.

Have you forgotten your gloves?

I don't want them anymore.

Come on.

What was that all about?

Cruth.

You're looking at me.

I can't really blame them for that.

Yes.

Disgusting.

Seriously, dodgy.

Jamin, his drugs.

I wish Dad would just get rid of him, but he's been with us for years.

Anjika.

God, your brother is divine.

He told you that, did he?

I like him.

He's funny.

And naughty.

And charming.

And that hair.

Claire, don't.

Don't get stuck on Jamin.

What?

I'm not good enough for your brother.

You're kidding.

He's not good enough for you.

He's a bloody wanker.

Anjika.

Come over here.

I'm afraid that's the last cab for a while.

It's going to be quite a wait.

Oh.

I could always drive them home, Mrs Indrani, if your husband doesn't need me.

Yes, yes, yes.

It's winding down.

I'll be great.

I'm Lady Penelope.

Are they a couple?

No.

I think she'd like them to be, eh?

I don't think so.

Anji.

Join me for a nightcap.

I was glad you got to see Ranjit Sharma again.

And his son, Haddik.

What did you make of him?

It's all right.

Very clever boy.

Very hard worker.

Perhaps the next party we have here will be for your engagement.

What?

Your mother and I think this will make a very good marriage for you.

I don't even know him.

I know.

I know.

You must get to know him.

He's going to take you out for dinner on Wednesday.

Wednesday? I can't.

On Wednesday I'm going to see the Kaiser Chiefs with Claire.

It's a band.

No, no.

There'll be other times to do that.

We've said Wednesday.

Shit.

Shit.

Shit.

Listen, um...

Some family things come up.

I'm not going to be able to make the concert tomorrow night.

What? No way.

Sorry.

Sorry.

Well, the sooner you move out, the better.

Tell me about it.

Bye.

We've just acquired a new property in Shoreditch.

That'll be another boutique hotel.

Sven Haskard's doing the design.

Oh, he's, uh, really up and coming at the moment.

If we like what he does, we might use him to make over some of the older hotels,

take them more upmarket.

Um...

Sorry.

I said to myself,

whatever you do, don't bore on about her brother,

Harrow and all that, but I've been...

I've been boring on about business instead.

No, it's... it's really quite interesting.

It's good to know what Dad's getting into.

I'm so delighted that your father's interested in the hotel business.

It's a really exciting time.

Potentially, your father sees that.

I think what he sees is a way to get out of the tobacco business

before people wake up to the fact

he's been giving mouth cancer to teenagers in India.

Why are you smiling?

You're just as I remember you at 15.

Difficult to impress.

No, I'm just...

not impressed by the things I should be impressed by.

Anyway, you don't need to worry.

I don't?

Oh, you're smart.

You're really into your job. You're clearly doing it well.

In fact, this way, you're a lot more impressive than a lot of my brother's friends.

Look, Harrow, you seem like a really nice guy.

But this all seems a bit weird, don't you think?

I'm just...

not sure it's going to work.

Look, I agree it is weird.

But...

let's not rule anything out.

How did it go?

What?

The dinner, the evening. How was it?

I don't want to talk about it.

Well, if there's anything I can do...

No.

What's your problem with me?

What?

What's your problem with me?

Why do you do your drugs to my brother?

I try to be of service to your brother, as I do to your parents.

As I would do to you if you'd only let me.

I don't think my father would think it much of a service that you supply Jamin with coke.

Jamin's business is his own.

As is your father's, as is yours.

Jamin.

He's called Jamin.

Alex, is it? Seems like a nice boy.

I...

I can drive you around in there if you like.

Your dad wouldn't need to know.

How dare you?

Just drop me off at Claire's, will you?

Yeah.

I hope you don't mind. I'll get Alex to come pick me up.

No, it's just...

Hey, sis.

Hi, Papa.

Yes, it was nice.

Look, I'll tell you about it tomorrow.

I'm at Claire's. I'm going to sleep over here, OK?

Yes, I'll tell you about it tomorrow.

Right, you were on your date.

Oh, you didn't give Hardy a hard time, did you?

Shit, poor Hardy.

Hey, it's me.

How was it?

Albert, can you come pick me up?

I'm at Claire's.

OK.

My parents...

are trying to arrange a marriage for me.

The son of a guy my father's going into business with.

Also from Mumbai.

Very wealthy.

Blah, blah, blah.

Are you kidding me?

Are you kidding me?

No, for real.

What are you going to do about it?

Well, I'm not going to marry him, if that's what you mean.

For God's sake.

What am I supposed to say?

How about, don't worry about it? It'll be fine?

It will, will it?

I'm not marrying anyone. It'll be fine.

It just needs to be sorted out.

The thing is...

I suppose I grew up with the knowledge that I'd have an arranged marriage, but...

it just hasn't been mentioned these last few years.

I thought it had gone away.

They can't seriously expect to tell you who to marry?

Of course they can.

Work for them.

Work for most people.

Tell you what.

Most arranged marriages work a lot better than others.

What's the divorce rate in this country? 50%?

Don't judge my parents.

I don't know why I'm defending them.

Do I need to do something?

No.

I don't need anything.

I don't want to lose you.

You're not going to lose me.

Hi.

Do you want business?

Yes.

Okay.

Move over.

Put him up.

Angie!

So, how was it?

It was alright.

He seemed nice enough.

But...

Papa, I don't want to marry him.

Angie, we won't find a better match.

He's our caste.

Very good education.

Decent boy.

Everyone speaks very highly of him.

Yes.

But, in truth, he's a much better match for your business than he is for me.

And what would be a good match for you?

Somebody interested in the things that I'm interested in.

Somebody who understands me.

Who can make me laugh, snap me out of my moods.

Someone who hasn't just got to where they are because of who their father is,

but is making it on their own, like you did, Papa.

You have someone in mind?

Have you disgraced yourself?

No, Papa.

He's a good man.

I love him. I can't marry someone else.

Who are you to tell me what you will and won't do?

We've given you every privilege.

Every advantage.

Is this what it's turned you into?

A spoiled, ungrateful girl who pleases herself?

Why is it all right for Jaymond to see whoever he wants, but not for me?

Because you are our daughter!

How is it I can get a boardroom of ten people to agree to something that isn't in their best interest,

but I can't get my daughter to do what is in her best interest?

What happened to the kind, obedient little girl?

Is this what Cambridge has taught her?

Is this what English girls are like?

What about your daughter? Does she listen to what you tell her?

She's a good girl.

You're lucky.

I'm going to be about half an hour.

I'll be about half an hour.

Cold juice?

Yeah.

Thank you.

You all right, sweetie?

You know, your father's not being cruel.

We just want you to be happy. We want what's best for you.

How can it be best for me to marry a man I don't love?

Now, what do you know of love at 21?

Love's not something that happens to you.

That's infatuation, lust.

Love is something you build for yourselves, as I have with your father.

Yes, but that's not how they do things here.

Well, it's how we do things, and some things we do best.

Don't sweat it, Hardy's cool.

Because you did Doug's at Harrow together.

Prick. You should loosen up. A bit more like Claire. She doesn't hold back. She likes it nasty.

Oh, shut up.

Yeah, that's what I say to her when she's moaning. She loves that.

Jamin, please don't screw Claire around.

Where do you think you're going?

Claire's.

You think I'm stupid? Hmm?

You're going to that boy's.

What?

Give them to me.

It's my car.

Yes, I know, because I gave it to you, and now I'm taking it back.

You are grounded. I will not have you going out and disgracing yourself with that boy.

I was going to Claire's. Are you going to stop me from seeing my friends?

Listen.

Maybe if Flowers drives her. Hmm?

Yes. Flowers will take you and bring you back.

Where to?

Trust me.

Wherever you go, whoever you meet, I won't tell your parents.

That's not very loyal to my parents.

All right, take me to Alex's.

It's so unfair.

I've just spent the last year thinking, I've got to get finals out of the way, then I'll be free.

Free?

No, I'm under house arrest.

Thank God Flowers is on our side.

Oh, don't.

You only brought me here because it's a slime bag. Any opportunity to pervert me.

Are you sure? I thought it seemed all right.

It's disgusting.

Trust me.

I'd hate to think what goes on inside his head.

Do you have to go back tonight?

Do you have to go back tonight?

Yes, of course.

Why?

I'm under bloody curfew.

Home at midnight, Flowers is waiting outside.

No, why go back at all?

Why don't you move up?

Here?

Like my father would let me.

No, not here.

We go somewhere.

Together.

Where he can't find us.

So romantic.

I'm serious.

I can't bear this.

These stolen moments, not knowing when I'm going to see you next.

You stressed out when I do see you.

Let's disappear.

Get a place together.

Or travel, we want to do that.

Don't be stupid.

I can't run away.

Why not?

Why not?

You don't want to leave your gilded cage.

What?

You're afraid of having to slum it with me.

You don't want to have to squeeze out your own tea bags.

How can you say that to me?

I slummed it in Cambridge at the Market Road house.

Okay, maybe you squeezed out your own tea bags, but it wasn't exactly slumming it.

There aren't many students who can afford a cleaner to come once a week.

You're scared Daddy will cut you off.

No.

I just can't cut off my family.

Well, the family you bitch and moan about all the time.

The family who are trying to marry you off to some accountant.

You choose them over me.

Oh, piss off, Alex.

Is it that you don't have faith I'm going to make it?

You really think I'm a spoilt bitch, or are you afraid you're not going to make it?

Of course I'm afraid I'm not going to make it.

That's what life is like for people in the real world.

Don't do that.

Jamie can get away with everything.

No one's asking him who he's going to marry.

Runs around with white girls, does drugs.

I don't know about the drugs, but I don't look too closely either.

It's so unfair.

I wish I was a man.

Maybe you just need someone to be a man for you.

Look.

If there's anything I can do to help,

I would.

So tell me, what can I do?

Nothing.

Nothing to be done.

Well, try me.

What does he want?

I want the whole Hardwick thing to go away.

I want my father to let me choose my own life.

I want to be with Alex.

I can do that.

But he ain't going to be kind to Hardwick.

I don't care.

Well, I'm going to feel awful about you after.

So you're going to have to make it worth my while.

How much?

I don't have a fortune, but there's some in my account.

I don't want money.

If I get rid of Hardwick for you,

I want you to be nice to me.

Yeah, I'm sorry.

I don't know why I've been such a bitch.

No, that's not what I mean.

I don't just mean nice.

I mean for a night, together.

You're disgusting.

How could you say...

I would rather die than let you touch me.

Get in the car.

Get lost, you pervert!

I've got to take you home.

If you're not in the back of the car when we get there,

your father's going to suspect the worst.

Come on.

Get in the car.

Get in the car.

I'm sorry.

You have three new messages.

To listen to your messages, press one.

Hey, Angel.

I'm sorry.

I'm an idiot.

It's only because I love you so much, you know that, right?

Forgive me.

Give me a call if you can, my little Aung San Suu Kyi.

Thanks for the message.

Am I forgiven?

Of course.

Not after I left.

I wanted to call you.

Well, you should have done.

It was a teabag thing that really ran cold.

I don't think you're spoiled.

I do think you're going to make it.

Although, it wouldn't matter to me if you didn't.

But at least you know I'm not just after your money now.

I never thought that.

It'll be alright.

Yeah.

Where to now, sir?

Vernissage.

It's the new bougie.

It's great.

Vernissage.

Marlborough Street.

Do you want one?

No, I'm fine.

I don't really like whiskey.

You'll like this place.

The design's a bit...

But it's a cool crowd.

I'm sorry.

The design's a bit...

But it's a cool crowd.

I'll be waiting right here when you come out.

Don't wait.

We'll be hours.

No, it's fine.

I'll wait.

I'll see you.

I'll see you.

Hey!

Hello!

Anjika, this is Nell.

Anjika.

Nell's a fashion PR.

Hi.

What do you do?

I've just finished my degree.

Oh, right.

What's next?

Not sure.

I was thinking of doing a PhD.

Anjika's Jamie's brother.

Jamie, Jamie.

We love him.

He's so cool.

What do you want?

Don't you think...

we can take a break?

We're not married yet, Angel.

Don't call me that.

Why not?

Just don't.

So...

So, uh...

are you coming to Ibiza this summer?

Nell, can you...

I don't know what happened.

It's like he just suddenly hit a wall.

Thank you.

I said I could do it when I can.

What?

The whiskey.

He loves whiskey.

You don't.

It's not rocket science.

Now, this is it.

This is the last time I make this offer.

Now, I can get rid of him for you,

or I can take him home,

tuck him up in his bed,

and we can forget all about it.

It's up to you.

You're not gonna kill him?

Nothing like that.

Get in.

Get in the car.

Can he...

Can he hear us?

No.

He's out of the game.

Scary.

We don't do drugs.

Right.

No, I mean it.

I don't do drugs.

I don't like what it does to people.

So why do you supply Jamie his drugs?

Well, he's better off getting them from me

than some arsehole that cuts him with bleach.

It's your brother's choice whether he takes them or not.

Invite him in, Angie.

Let's all have a drink together.

No, he's, uh...

He's going to bed.

Nonsense.

No, he's just had too much to drink.

I'll run him home.

Was it a nice evening?

Yes, Papa.

Did he drink a lot?

I'm tired.

Night.

I'm going to bed.

Bye.

So...

Tell me about your boyfriends at Cambridge.

Um...

There weren't any.

Not proper ones.

That's the trouble with hanging out with Angieka,

it's her everyone wants.

Besides, I'm fussy

and the one I wanted was not available to me.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm fussy and the one I wanted was not available to me.

Cher...

You're not in love with my sister, are you?

You couldn't make the sister so you'd do the brother's next best thing?

So, uh...

Was she putting you in better uni?

With all these guys?

No!

It's pretty much been Alex since they met.

The golden couple.

You say that like you don't mean it.

Well, I mean it.

They're so goddamned perfect.

Hmm.

My sister is not perfect.

Well, that's what's so annoying about her. She is.

Angie.

Come on. I need a word.

Have you heard from Haddik since your last evening out?

No, Papa.

Deepak...

Well, it doesn't matter who told me.

Haddik has been charged with possession of cocaine.

Apparently, he was arrested that night.

Some scene at his place in the small hours.

I don't understand why his parents haven't told me this.

Did you know he did this?

Did he offer you drugs?

No, Papa.

They said he had more than for personal use.

That he was a dealer.

Well, I...

He did take me to some...

terrible club. I don't know what we were doing there, but it seemed to know everybody.

I don't understand why someone would do this sort of thing.

Someone like him with every advantage.

He's not short of money.

What will happen?

I don't know.

He'll have good lawyers, I'm sure.

No word from his parents.

Of course, it is no longer appropriate that you should marry him.

Huh?

Angie.

Huh?

So fond of him already?

No, Papa.

Sweetheart.

Huh?

Angie.

I'm sorry.

No, Papa.

Yes, I don't say this very often, so let me.

I was wrong.

I nearly made a big mistake.

And such mistakes cannot be easily undone.

It's okay, Papa. It's okay now.

I just want what's best for you.

That's all your mother and I want.

We're celebrating.

So, what now?

I think...

we'll be okay.

Dad's chastened.

We'll see.

I bet he's chastened trying to marry you off to a drug dealer.

She never told me what he was like.

Good looking?

Not my type.

What, too Indian?

Actually, he was quite attractive.

Did you kiss him?

No.

What, too late cos he didn't try and kiss you?

He must be gay.

I didn't say he didn't try.

Get in.

The park's just round the corner.

Come on, get in the car.

So, what's the news?

Well, you read some.

He's been arrested.

It's off.

Thank you.

I booked a room.

Mayfair Hotel, Saturday evening.

What for?

Your end of the bargain.

I can't seriously think I'd sleep with you.

Yes.

No.

How can you even imagine it?

You think you're better than me?

You ain't no more.

We're the same now.

Forget it.

It's not gonna happen.

I'll tell your father what we did.

No, you won't.

Try me.

I'll deny it.

Who do you think my father will believe?

Well, I don't know.

It's a bit of a toss-up, isn't it?

I've got money.

£5,000.

£10,000.

I don't want money.

I wouldn't destroy a young boy for that.

But you'd do this.

You'd do this to me.

It's a deal.

Please.

It won't be that bad.

What is it?

You gonna screw the boss's daughter or screw me?

Does that matter?

One night.

That's it.

Well, that was the deal.

Well, how do I know you won't threaten to go to my father or force me to do it again?

You have my word.

I hate you.

Well, at least you feel something for me.

Make for a hotel Saturday night.

7pm.

What now, eh?

Bloody people.

How long will I have to wait before I can suggest someone else to Anjika?

Yon.

You sure that's what you want to do?

After all, she's got this boyfriend, you said?

Exactly.

She's a clever girl, your daughter.

Maybe we should get to know him, huh?

See what he's like.

He's not even Indian.

No, he's not.

He's not.

See what he's like.

He's not even Indian.

No.

But you didn't get to where you are by following all the rules, did you?

What will people think?

They'll think those lucky Andranis.

They can do whatever they want.

Anjika tells me you're quite the businessman.

Well, not yet.

Hoping to be.

My supervisor at Cambridge and I,

we developed a filter which scrubs the carbon emitted by a boiler.

Now we want to try and market it.

We're wondering whether we should approach a large firm now

or develop it more ourselves first.

Make sure we're not ripped off.

Obviously, neither of us has a lot of business experience.

It scrubs the carbon.

I don't understand.

It makes the boiler more environmentally friendly, Daddy.

Ah.

Well, that's the future, clearly.

It sounds like a very good product.

We should talk after.

That would be great.

Some more, Alex.

Thank you.

How about that for you, Jamin?

Inventing something useful rather than just being a dilettante.

Anjika tells me you're opening a club, Jamin.

I'm not sure what's going to happen with that now.

The friend Jamin's doing it with has got into a bit of trouble

and it seems Jamin is incapable of moving things forward by himself.

I'm not. It's just, you know, it's his club too.

This is a friend of Jamin's who got into trouble with drugs.

Very bad business.

Of course, we are so out of touch.

I don't know.

Is everyone doing drugs?

Were they all the rage at Cambridge?

No.

No, not at all.

Took a few ProPlus when I had an essay to finish, but that was the extent of it.

And you? And your friends?

We've had this conversation. Some people do drugs.

It's not really considered cool.

I feel a bit sorry for them, really.

Mm. Mrs Indrani, this is delicious.

She doesn't cook it, you know.

How amazing would it be if your dad gave us some money for the company?

That make you feel weird?

Your parents are cool.

I think it's going to be all right.

I'm the boyfriend now, right?

Just run away.

What?

Get out of here. Go somewhere, like you said.

Would I have to now?

What?

What is it?

Are we playing around as a secret boyfriend?

Tell you what, I could tell your dad I smoked pot and get myself blacklisted again.

I'm not here.

Come back to mine, then.

I can't, remember? I've got that family thing.

Cousins.

Cousins.

Tomorrow?

Love you.

There's nothing I wouldn't do for you.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

All right, then. Let's get it over with.

No, no, no.

I've got all night.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

Thank you.

I love you.

I love you.

Bought you a present.

What's this for?

No, something for the flat.

Oh.

Thought it would look good in the kitchen.

Thanks, Angel.

What?

Nothing. I just feel a bit weird.

I think I'm coming down with something.

Well, your germs are my germs.

Do you have something to drink?

Bread?

Did Claire get hold of you?

Shit, I forgot to call her.

I think she's a bit worried about how it's going with Jayman.

Is he away or something?

Not returning her phone calls. He'd warn her.

Give her a call.

Shit.

Wait, wait, wait.

You OK?

Yeah, I'm OK.

Wait, slow, slow.

Slow.

Ah, ah.

Are you all right?

Yeah.

Marry me.

I mean it.

Marry me.

I know I'll never meet anyone as amazing as you.

I can't bear the thought of being without you.

Of losing you.

I want to get married and I want to do it fast before your father fixes you up with someone else.

Don't you think it'd be nice?

To have, like, eight good years of married life.

Just me and you before we have to start worrying about kids.

So marriage won't just be this wearying thing of looking after babies.

It'll be filled with excitement and great stuff before we even get to that point.

Sorry, I'm getting ahead of myself. We haven't even discussed kids.

Please say yes.

Say something.

Yes.

Yes.

That's amazing.

You're going to be married.

Where are you going to do it, here or Mumbai?

Oh golly, if it's Mumbai, I'm going to have to start saving now.

What am I wearing?

When is it? What will the weather be like?

You will still invite me even if Jamin doesn't want me there, won't you?

Of course. Don't be stupid.

Is he being an arse?

I don't know.

I don't know what he wants.

He says he likes me and then he just disappears for days.

Anyway, I don't want to talk about him right now.

You're going to be married. How do you feel?

Fine. You know?

What? Aren't you over the moon?

My parents have already hijacked the whole thing.

Shopping trips, relatives, another big party for the engagement, round up the usual suspects.

It's all just turned into another opportunity for them to show off.

Come on. Your parents are wanting to celebrate the fact that you're getting married to Alex.

They want to show him off. Imagine that.

Doesn't seem real, does it?

Bloody hell.

It's on Pablo Escobar. I'm surprised they let you out, you bad boy.

My parents have got me seeing a drugs counsellor.

Only not in the priory because I said I'd go to NA meetings every day.

My name's Hardwick and I'm a drug addict.

That's how it is, man.

I need a drink.

How did you let that happen, man?

I've no idea. I can't remember a thing.

What, calling the police? That's a special kind of stupid you and boy George.

What were you on?

A coat must have been cut with K or something.

Where did you get it from?

Fat Johnny.

How's Anjika?

Freaking delighted, man. Got you out of her hair.

She's not upset?

Upset. She's engaged already.

That's fast work of your parents.

Nah, it's her boyfriend from college. You played right into her hands, man.

Yeah. Two mojitos and two tequila shots, mate.

I need to get into the West End.

There's something else I'd like you to do.

I want you to stop supplying Jamin with drugs.

We've been through this.

Yes, but I want you to stop.

All right.

I'll reward you.

No need.

So, it was just about screwing the boss's daughter, was it?

I don't follow.

Well, once was enough, or wasn't I...

good?

You know when you've dreamt of something for ages

and turned it every which way in your head,

become obsessed with it and then you get it?

And then it can never live up to your expectations.

What, you think I didn't enjoy myself?

What is it you want?

Do I have to say it?

Yes.

This time I want you to ask for it.

Will you take me to bed?

Say it again.

Will you take me to bed?

Please.

Please take me to bed.

I love you.

Can I tell you?

Tell me what?

He's giving me and Dave the money to develop the filters.

All of it.

Isn't that fantastic?

Is it?

Well, wouldn't you feel better if the money was coming from someone whose daughter you weren't going to marry?

He's not giving me the money because I'm marrying you.

It's a good business idea. Your father sees that.

I don't think other people are going to see it like that.

And you?

How do you see it?

Look, you...

You don't know my dad. He has to own everything.

I just wish he didn't have to own this.

Me.

You were going to say me.

Claire?

What's wrong?

Am I in the paintwork?

What's going on with Claire?

Nothing.

What do you mean nothing? She hasn't heard from you in a week.

That's because nothing's going on, as in it's over.

Well, have you told her this?

Jamin, you have to tell her, and nicely.

You tell her.

Jamin, please.

She's not stupid. She'll get the message.

He's just a shit, Claire.

There's nothing you did or didn't do. He's just a grade A shit.

But he isn't, though.

He's sweet.

He said we had a connection.

He was turning it on.

Did you say something?

To put them off?

No.

No, I would never do that.

Look, there are millions of much better guys out there.

That's easy for you to say. You've got Alex.

You alright?

No.

Is there anything I can do?

Fuck me.

No, no, no, no.

If we have to fill the hole in their pension fund, the deal is off.

Yeah.

Alex Fine?

Yeah?

How'd you do it?

Do what?

Do I know you?

Yeah, I think so. I'm Hardik Sharma.

Are you a relative of Njika's?

No, thanks to you.

You're Hardik.

You're the guy Njika was supposed to be marrying.

Until you came along and screwed it all up for me.

It sounds like you did a pretty good job of that yourself.

Sure, that's what you'd like me to think, but I never black out.

I never have.

Tell me, was she in on it as well?

Did you cook it up together?

Do yourself a favour, mate, and get lost.

Because I've no idea what you're talking about.

Have an amazing time.

Thank you.

Don't forget to visit the Ferrari.

And you were going to Venice to relax, not exhaust ourselves looking at art.

Oh well, have fun anyway.

Listen, if Jamin wants flowers to pick him up from Babington House, let him have him.

I should imagine you'll be a little the worse for wear after his friend's wedding.

When will he be back?

Sunday, supposedly.

You'll be alright on your own?

Yes, Papa.

Is my father having an affair?

Why would you ask me that?

He is.

No.

Not to my knowledge, anyway.

Your father loves your mother.

Yeah, like he loves this house.

A little less.

Did you love your wife?

Once.

It's hard to remember her after the way we ended.

She wasn't like that.

She was a sweet girl.

She deserved a better husband.

Did you cheat on her?

No.

Nothing like that.

It was a job.

I was in the Special Forces and the job always came first.

It must have been hard on your daughter.

How old is she now?

Twenty.

Oh, she's, um...

She's twenty-two, Christ.

Well, don't you see her?

I haven't seen her for ten years.

Why not?

Her mum didn't want me to.

It's true, she used to get upset.

I don't know what I could offer her, anyway.

Maybe you don't want to see what she's grown into.

You want to think of her as a sweet little ten-year-old.

It was you, wasn't it?

What?

First I thought it was your boyfriend, but he's too stupid.

No, it's you.

It all makes sense.

Your change of heart, me blacking out, cutting the code with my credit card.

I never do that these days.

You're high.

I just want to know how you did it.

What was it?

GHB?

Rohypnol?

I don't know what you're talking about.

Actually, you're scaring me.

I want to talk to your father.

I'm not here!

Get out!

Ow, you're hurting me!

Oi!

Take your hands off of her.

Now, I think you should leave, don't you?

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Chauffeur.

That's priceless.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Don't act innocent with me, sweetheart.

I get it.

You and the chauffeur.

It's so bloody obvious, I don't know why I didn't work it out before.

Except for maybe I didn't realise quite what a whore you were!

Oi!

No.

What?

You gonna lay one on me?

I'm not afraid of you.

She fucked up my life!

I'll call her what I like!

I'll do you a favour.

Which is more than you ever did for me.

I'll let you tell everyone the truth.

You've got till Monday.

Ardic.

What?

I'm sorry.

Oh, God.

Oh, no.

You killed him.

You wanted me to do it.

But he's dead.

Shh.

It'll be all right.

You didn't give us any choice.

Chica.

Come on.

It'll be all right.

I'll fix it.

You go round to Alex's.

Get yourself an alibi, huh?

It's gonna be all right.

It's all right.

It's okay.

It's okay.

It's okay.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I can't breathe.

Are you all right?

Yeah.

Yeah.

All those lights burning up the oxygen.

Boycotting Devolian Environmental Grounds.

For a few seconds I forgot how scared I am.

It'll be all right.

Will it?

We just killed someone.

And can I find out?

Everyone thinks you just jumped Bell.

But if they find the body...

If they find the body and they trace it to me, the trail ends there.

He had his whole life ahead of him.

And parents don't know where he is.

Shh.

His dad was so proud.

Shh.

No, don't do this to yourself.

Don't.

It's not me.

What's Stanley's dad?

Shakespeare.

Is he?

Yeah.

I've got you something.

I've got you a little present.

I can't wear this.

But don't you like it?

No, it's fine.

It's just not something I can wear.

Well, keep it. You never know where.

Stupid girl.

Stupid.

Stupid.

Sweetie?

Go away.

Sweetie, what is wrong?

Nothing. I'm fine.

Not just these last few days. These last few weeks.

It's like you haven't been like my Anjika at all.

So impatient, so cross, so unhappy.

It's like a stranger's moved in.

Is it second thoughts about the wedding?

It's all right if it is, you know.

Your mother will love you whatever you choose.

Whatever you do.

I just want you to be happy.

I want to marry Alex.

I want that more than anything.

Look.

It's over. I can't...

I can't do this anymore.

I just want everything back the way it was.

Everything can't go back the way it was.

Well, it can for me.

Well, you're probably right. It's too dangerous now.

Can you stop the car, please?

What, here?

Yes. Will you please stop?

Please.

Just go away.

Have a holiday.

My parents stayed in this amazing place in Venice. We could go there.

I can't afford it.

I'll get it.

My dad will.

I can't afford it time-wise.

I've got all this company stuff to sort out.

Soon.

We'll go away soon.

Pre-honeymoon honeymoon.

Do you love me?

So much.

Do you love me?

More than that.

They found Hardwick.

Stupid boy. Of course they were going to.

Dead.

In a wood.

Overdose?

No.

Buried in the ground.

Someone killed him and buried him.

They found the body.

Well, I always thought they would, but in the end nothing changes.

They'll start coming around now asking questions.

You'd think he was his drug dealer.

But if they come, it's like I said, you weren't there.

I can't do this anymore.

I need you inside me.

What have you done to me?

So much fuss about losing your virginity.

Do you think it's going to change you?

Turn you into an adult?

It's just a slip mascara.

Empty ritual.

This.

This has changed me.

You make it sound like it's not a good thing.

I've killed someone.

I don't even feel guilty about it.

Not really.

I just want to get away with it.

No, I was never like this.

It's you who made me like this.

Hey.

You were prepared for Ardic to be destroyed even before we had sex.

That was my only way out.

I've spent my whole life doing what men want me to do.

I was a slave to my father.

I'm a slave to you.

No, no, that's not right.

You've always done exactly what you want to do.

You're a slave to your own passion.

I'm here.

No, don't.

I wish we could go away somewhere.

There's this place out by Dungeness I used to go to.

There's not much to do there.

Except walk along the beach and look at the birds.

Sounds nice.

Not very busy this time of the year.

Most of the other trailers are empty.

But you more or less have the place to yourself.

Well, during the week anyway.

What is it?

We don't drink like we used to in uni.

That's because some of us have got jobs.

Maybe Jamin has it wrong.

I'm so sorry.

But maybe he has.

Maybe it's best just to get outside your head.

Hey, flowers.

Can you get some drugs?

I can't remember when I last saw her get so drunk.

You know, it's not my fault.

I'm a slave to my passions.

You know, somebody said that.

Who are you texting?

Alex.

Never a good idea when you're this drunk.

You better let me edit it.

No.

You know, Angie is my best friend.

I wouldn't say anything if I wasn't worried about her.

It's ridiculous, Claire.

You were drunk. You imagined it.

I don't know why you're saying this.

I'm just saying what it seemed like.

The text.

I don't want to hear it.

You're crazy.

Angie would never do that to me.

She hates flowers.

Christ.

My bag.

Left it in the car.

I'll catch you up.

Got it?

Bag.

Claire said something funny earlier.

Claire?

She seems to think you're up to something.

Like what?

She's got this idea you're up to something with flowers.

Up to something? Up to what?

I don't know.

Something stupid.

An affair.

She thinks you're having an affair.

I said it was funny.

Oh, my God.

What a bitch, though.

I mean, do you think this is to do with Jamin or something?

Who were you texting at midnight?

What?

Well, Claire said you sent someone a text.

You told her it was me, but I didn't get a text.

Didn't you?

It couldn't have gone through, then.

Let's see it.

What?

It was still on your phone.

Come on. It was for me.

Are you suspicious of me, Alex? Seriously?

No, but I just saw you talking in the car.

You're spying on me.

I don't know what to think.

I know I love you and I think you love me, but recently everything's been changing.

It's like you can't bear to look at me.

I don't know what's going on, Ava. Whatever it is, just tell me.

How can I tell you?

You don't want to hear it.

He watches me.

He says things.

It's horrible and it's getting worse.

You know why I went out to the car?

I was begging him to leave me alone.

Go to hell, Alex.

I love you.

I love you.

I've got to pick them up to eleven.

My sissing is...

Goes on forever.

Your heart's beating like a truck.

I'm stressed.

You know what to do about that, don't you?

Yeah.

Alex, no, I...

I thought, um...

I thought I could say you were raping me.

Are you going to kill me?

Why would I want to kill you?

I love you.

Don't say that.

Why not? It's true. I love you.

You love me.

Fuck Alex. Fuck the lot of them.

We can go away somewhere.

Where?

To a trailer park in Dungeness?

I've got a bit of money put away.

I can really make you happy.

You don't need all this.

I love Alex.

It's not true.

I don't love you. I love Alex.

It's not true.

You're a fat, ugly old man.

I want you out of my life!

It's all right.

Shh.

It's okay.

It's all right.

I don't want this.

Shh.

It's all right.

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

Come on.

No!

No!

Thank you.

No!

Yes.

Please.

I've been raped.

And I've...

I think I've killed the rapist.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I love you.

You look so beautiful.

How do you feel?

The happiest day of my life.

Oh, God bless.

The happiest day of my life.

The happiest day of my life.

The happiest day of my life.