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And I'm feeling.

Sorry, ladies, I'm not open yet.

It's her head night in a couple of weeks. We're just researching venues.

You've come to the right place.

And instead of nights, they're all specialities.

Tell you what, sit yourself down. I'll mix you a complimentary cocktail and

we'll talk about what you need.

Why all the airline references?

Because I used to fly years ago with the Fresh.

Snap! That is so freaky.

Do you know Lorna Newbold?

She's a senior person.

I know her very well.

In fact, I used to do her job.

Trained hundreds of crew.

Stop saying that.

She's got a cocktail called Steel Ball.

By any chance, are you Janice Steel?

Wagon Dragon.

Wicked Witch of the West.

Velociraptor.

At your service. You were like a total legend in that place.

Really?

Weren't you there the day of the incident?

Yeah.

I was on that flight.

That was the last one I ever flew.

What really happened?

How long have you got?

It all began with the promise of one last perfect weekend.

I should have known there's no such thing.

Especially not with a company as mean as Fresh.

But who looks the gift horse in the mouth?

Dear Janice, we were sorry to hear about your recent hospital stay.

To assist your convalescence, we are pleased to offer you the use of the

villa.

Enjoy your break and get well soon.

With best wishes from everyone at Fresh.

In recognition of your service to the airline, we would like to offer you a

complimentary weekend at the company villa.

We trust you'll find everything you need for a relaxing and enjoyable stay.

This is all we've done.

Jocky, what are you doing here?

I could ask you the same question.

Jesus.

It's been a riot mix -up.

Terry and I were on the same flight out and we found out we booked into the same

place.

Janice, you know Terry.

Who? You know, little Terry Jarvie.

She's put on a bit since the old days.

Sorry, Terry, I didn't recognise you.

Fresh gave her the villa as the treasured ex -employee.

How weird is that?

Oh, typical Fresh. Couldn't organise a fight at closing time.

Oh, lighten up.

It'll be a riot.

Girls' weekend.

There's plenty of space for all of us.

Come on, you lot. We've got a party to start.

Terry and I will be having champagne poolside if you care to join us.

So fresh.

Hello,

ladies.

Welcome to my home.

Denise? Janice?

Leanne? Terry and Jackie.

It isn't Fresh you have to thank for this little treat.

It's me.

Who are you?

Nigel's wife. Oh, not for long, Janice.

The divorce is final on Monday.

Now, I did invite you down here with the help of a little white lie, for which I

apologise.

You mean Fresh didn't muck this up at all? This is all down to you.

Well, I wanted you to help me celebrate the end of my marriage.

Why us?

What or who?

Could we possibly all have in common?

What would matter?

When?

Forget.

At least I'm trying to.

But it isn't just the five of us, is it?

Girls, come on over.

I would like to explain what we're doing here.

Give or take the odd fumble I may have missed.

You are everyone my husband's ever slept with during the ten years of my

marriage. So I thought it only right that you should be with me to mark its

Ladies, welcome.

My divorce weekend.

This slice of heaven is actually the gateway to hell.

And I wasn't the only one headed in that direction.

Well, hello, Mr Goran.

Unpronounceable second name of it.

Croats are so cute.

When you've finished picking out tonight's shag, there's a coffee and tea

that needs to happen.

You're so uptight.

Trollies are set.

Ready to roll.

Sorry, champion.

It's all right, copy. I know it's not you.

And no funny business with the applicants tonight, all right? We go by

Yeah. Because senior crew sleeping with new recruits is totally against the

rules. I mean, that never happened when I joined fresh, does it now, Kevin?

Let's just serve people some fucking coffee, Will.

I'm not up for banter right now.

You're not funny anymore.

And don't swear. It doesn't suit you.

Everybody fed and watered. I don't think they noticed that you didn't lend a

hand.

Want to talk about it?

Can you keep a secret?

No bullshit, Will. You can't tell anyone.

Promise.

I applied for a managerial position at Kumari.

Interview was last week.

Went pretty well, actually.

Smart, didn't you get it?

I've got it, all right.

Read it.

Dear Mr Macmillan... You're HIV positive?

I think there was someone at the front of the aircraft. I didn't quite hear

that.

Sorry.

Everybody who applies to Camarier has to go through a full medical screening.

And this is how they told you, by letter? I think they assumed I already

We must be making a mistake.

If we make it back, we'll go to a clinic. I'll come with you, get another

Nobody there knows they're a bloody airline.

I had a second test.

I got the results yesterday.

Funny thing is, I feel so well.

How long do you think you've had it?

Oh. I wondered why you'd been thrown out. Look, it's a logical question. You

can't blame me for asking.

I've no idea.

I've no idea, Adam.

Look, I know you're probably feeling uncomfortable.

No kidding.

I'll be sleeping with a knife under my pillow.

There's no need to run away, honestly.

It took two long, hard years of therapy, but I'm over Nigel.

And I'm over all of you. So, really, this weekend is all about fun.

I have ordered us the finest champagne, wine and food that money can buy. And

Nigel is paying through the nose for it all.

And I also have... ..more

gorgeous staff than you can handle.

Oh, I think I can handle that all right.

Yes, well, Jackie, these boys will wait on your hand and foot.

And all I ask for in return is that you girls give me your silly stories about

my husband.

So I may learn something from this whole fiasco.

Do it right the next time, huh?

So, what do you say, ladies?

Has anybody got a better offer for the weekend?

Champagne, senor?

Who the hell are you?

Nigel. I started to wonder where you'd got to.

What the hell? Nigel Croker.

This is your first class.

Poppy, are you my friend?

Yeah. Good, because I feel as if I've spent the last year losing friends. I've

hardly anyone left.

Well, you've still got me.

How many people have you slept with?

No business.

I'm up to summer 2003.

One person, one peanut.

Oh. A lot of peanuts.

Poppy, I think I'm HIV positive.

If I am, I swear I'll kill myself.

Had a cold a few weeks back. I could hardly shake it, sniffing all the time.

Done your cabin secure?

Yes, Mr McMillan.

And Kevin?

When we land, I need off.

But we're on a 20 -minute turnaround.

Yeah, then I'll be 20 minutes.

Luke's in emergency.

I'll cover.

I can manage.

When we get to Split, we'll have next to no time at the hotel to set things up

before the new recruits arrive.

Got to hit the ground running.

Sure. 20 minutes.

What can I do for you?

Before I tell you anything, can I be sure this is confidential? You will not

tell my airline. Of course.

If you do an HIV test, I want to get the results.

If you take the blood straight away, then I guess by six o 'clock.

I won't be working in the blood.

Then it'll have to be tomorrow.

Mr... Smith.

Okay, we've all got a drink. Let's have a Nigel story.

Come on, who's going to go first?

What did we all think when we first saw that little distinctive mole of his?

All right.

How about how me and Nigel got it together, then?

October 98, I believe. You have done your research.

Those were the days.

I just joined Fresh.

I was young.

Keen as mustard.

It's a bag of pilot, that is.

Have a nice evening, you two.

Certainly will, Captain Croker.

Bye, Captain. See you tomorrow.

Isn't he gorgeous?

Wouldn't you just like to... I'm not like that. I'm a monogamous...

I used to go to sleep thinking about Nigel.

I'll wake up thinking about Nigel.

But he never really spoke to me.

In the end, I had to take Magdalene to my own hand.

I'm Jackie.

It's flying me.

It was a crazy time.

I loved every second.

Bit of a cliche, though, the old fly me thing, don't you think?

So, did we all do it with him on the flight deck?

Come on, hands up.

What's she saying?

Oh, uh... Terry says only Oral.

Oh, you remember. She used to be famous for her flight deck treats.

She didn't have the... back then.

Pity. Imagine the damage she could have done.

Must

be

40 degrees out here, Nigel. You know you'll get sunstroke.

Rather than getting pecked to death by that crazy coven of yours.

Now, that's not a very nice way to talk about people you have carnal knowledge

of. Especially as you've broken half their hearts, apparently.

Two years of therapy I've paid for. This is what I get.

You're losing the plot, Denise.

Lorna, hi.

Sweetheart, do not come to the villa.

Ring me as soon as you get this message and I'll explain.

Thanks a lot.

Sweetheart.

I don't have to explain myself to you anymore.

Yet another over -tanned fetus in a fresh uniform, no doubt.

Stay away from her, Denise.

I'm warning you.

What?

You know, you could always leave.

What, and risk her turning up and coming face to face with you?

I don't think so.

Then why don't you be sensible and come and join us for dinner?

I've got your favourite, rack of lamb.

No?

Oh, well, it's your funeral.

How do you think she's coping with him and all of us?

Oh, I couldn't.

You think she's coping?

Hey, you.

Oh, now you care.

Look, if this is a weekend for putting stuff behind us, then don't you think

and me should do the same?

Janice, I am sorry for what I did to you.

And I'd really like it if we got along.

That's five pounds exactly.

Thank you.

You think she's positive?

How long do you think I know? I've no idea.

Ah!

Ah!

Dearly beloved, we are gathered here to mark the final flight of Will O 'Brien.

Vane.

Shallow, unprincipled, disloyal.

A fortnight after my brother died, he nearly got me sacked.

All I ever wanted to do was join the police force and make my dad proud of

Will O 'Brien killed any hope of that. I lost my command, my job, even the woman

I loved, thanks to him.

Hasn't anyone got good work to say about me?

What about you?

I mean, surely you must have liked me.

Not really.

You're about too long to do for me.

I loved you, but you never saw me coming.

You have to put it out of your mind.

I mean, even if you are positive, it's not a death sentence anymore.

The applicants will be here at eight.

I appreciate it's not going to be easy for you, you know, trying to persuade

people to join an airline that, well, already given you the boot, but... I'll

fine.

Master Collegian Mint's got a great new future ahead of me.

Sorry.

Why don't you go and freshen up?

Conference room B.

Quarter two.

Did you tell her?

About you?

No.

That little, um, emergency of yours when you got tested, right?

Don't expect to sleep tonight.

I didn't.

Um, no.

No.

Oh, no.

Oh, the cow.

Looks like Nigel's come to his senses.

You've opened the 79.

Oh, it's a favourite.

But we agreed I was going to have the cellar.

And you will.

What's left of it.

Come on, why don't you sit down and eat with us?

Don't you want to know what we've all been saying about you?

That's it.

You've had some glowing reviews.

Nigel, perhaps you can help us with a little debate we've been having.

When a husband cheats, whose fault is it?

Now, Jackie here seems to think it's the woman's.

I just said you weren't necessarily the bad guy.

Because men have no self -control.

And women are competitive bitches with absolutely no morals.

Excuse me, but don't judge everybody by your loose standards.

You knew he was married and you still slept with him.

He said that... My wife and I don't have sex anymore.

My marriage is over.

I'd leave her if it wasn't for the kids.

Come on, Leanne, you're a big girl. You must have heard that line before.

You still went and did it, though, didn't you?

Did you ever think of me crying into my pillow at night?

Huh?

waiting for my cheating husband to come home. Oh, hang on a minute, Denise.

Before you start getting too comfy up there on your moral high ground, let's

just remember a few things.

Nigel was still married to his best wife, Maggie, when you started sleeping

him. Yeah, she was a mistress too.

And if you want proof about what Jackie said about women, then look no further

than our very own hostess.

We were best friends in those days.

God, we did everything together.

Yeah, Jane. Well, look.

Hi,

girls. Hi, Captain.

Can I get you a drink?

Yeah.

Bacardi and Coke, pour -pour -pour.

Do you two girls fancy dinner later?

Then maybe we could hit the disco.

Brilliant. Yeah, wicked.

So it was no surprise that we fell for the same guy.

And no surprise that I was the loser.

Well, I was no match for her in looks.

Or in low, rat -like cunning.

Hey, Jan, love, you back to burning up?

Oh, shit.

They are, Peckle.

That was anyhow there for two hours.

I know, love.

I'll get it.

Nigel, I'm afraid it might just be you and me tonight.

I don't think Jan's going to make it.

That looks awful.

Maybe we shouldn't go.

No, she just needs a good night's sleep, that's all.

Jan, you don't mind if we go, do you?

Oh, she's such an angel.

Thanks.

Sleep well, yeah, have a good sleep.

It's OK, Anne.

I could go on.

Changing rosters behind my back, the night when I never flew together.

Is that true?

He put eye drops in my wine the night of the fresh dinner when you were going to

propose.

She was with him before, during and after my marriage.

She even shouts him at my wedding reception.

How do you know that?

All this over Nigel Croker. How could he possibly be worth such misery?

He's a pilot.

100K a year.

Hounded, carved.

And he even had his own hair.

Of course, she thought she could change him.

People never change.

Well, that's where you're wrong.

Laura.

Can't you get any of my messages?

Jimmy, I've got my phone.

Left it at home.

Well, when you were at the airport, I...

Scrubbed a taxi and came straight here. Who is this?

I'm Lorna.

Nigel invited me here.

The self -tanning fitted for the uniform.

On behalf of the captain and the crew, I would like to thank you for flying

fresh. Oh!

Do you think that you've got what it takes to make a fresh start?

I wish I did.

Well, just sit down and shut up.

Okay, then.

Welcome to this fresh recruitment seminar.

The company is looking to set up a base here in Split to serve... Give these

people a drink. If you're not feeling well, maybe you'd be better off in your

room. I mean, Poppy and I can manage.

Don't be like that, Kevin.

Do you know what?

We've got a wee scene in England.

Eat, drink.

And be merry. Because tomorrow we die.

You're a king.

Stop losing your brave enough to stay.

Let me tell you the truth.

I'm impressed.

She lost her brother.

He died falling off the back of an aeroplane. Then she took drugs and

fired.

That was kind of my fault.

And then there's him.

Used to be our manager.

Well done.

The airline demoted him. Back to flying.

Half his pay and he's got a wife and kid to feed.

He's definitely HIV positive, which means I've not got one too.

Mr McMillan White.

When did you get to be such a complete and total wanker?

Well, that's about to conclude our recruitment drive for the day.

Look, if you still want to fly fresh, all I can only say is you're insane.

Mr Macmillan.

How many times do I have to tell you, it's Kevin.

If Lucy and I should feel sorry for.

I guess you gather things aren't quite what they seem.

Okay.

It's not as simple as that.

There was a time, you know, a few years ago, I mean, something I was always

curious about.

A job like this, you know.

Well, it gives you the chance to... Well, you know.

So I did.

My wife has no idea.

And I have no idea how to tell her.

But I'm going to have to, of course.

They'll both have to be tested.

If you'll excuse me.

the slaughter.

Okay, you've made your point. I'm a bad man. I've slept with too many women. Get

over it.

How long have you been seeing my husband?

You're separated.

Soon to be ex -husband.

Don't give her a guilt trip.

A couple of months.

Well, here's the friendly word of warning.

Because you seem like a nice girl.

Why don't you stay that way? Because he's going to cheat on you.

And he will break your heart like he's broken most of ours. So why don't you

just stay away because you'll never be able to trust him.

Well, I do trust him.

You think?

Yep. OK, that's enough. Come on, come on.

Nigel, Nigel!

Don't put the three of us together.

It's not going to be like that.

Not this time.

Why not?

Because...

Because

I love her.

No, you don't.

You're not capable of it.

I thought so too. But guess what?

I am.

45 years old and those dopey songs suddenly make perfect sense.

Why her?

Because she makes me a better person than the man that disappointed all of

I'm really sorry I hurt you so much.

But I am going to change.

I love you too, babe.

OK, fuck the lamb.

Let's have dessert.

Torch.

Just dessert.

Now you bought me this for Christmas because you love creme de fucking lait.

I hate creme de lait.

But you knew that when you bought it, didn't you?

No, I didn't. Yes, you did, but you never listened.

Denise, what are you doing?

What's it look like?

I'm going to lay your gold off! Give me the torch, Denise.

It won't mean anything. It might!

Trust me, darling, it won't.

Why are you doing this to me?

Oh, Dan, please don't.

I missed you so much.

It's just me and Bradley in the little house.

Please come back to us.

I hope she breaks your heart.

I'm just glad you broke mine.

Come on. Oh, come on.

I think

we're both going to need something.

I really freaked them out, didn't I?

He's such a fool of himself.

Nine day wonder.

You'll see.

I heard you.

She loves him unselfishly, I think.

Well, he never did.

I'm sorry for the things I did.

Me too.

What a nightmare.

I wanted it to be perfect.

Instead we're surrounded by ex -wives, freaks and nymphomaniacs.

It's fine.

I meant what I said.

Every word.

I know.

It's okay.

Tools can be very stressful.

Do you think maybe we're jinxed to never actually do it at all?

What a fitting punishment that would be.

After the life I've led.

You can wait.

I'm not going anywhere.

Dan? Hi, it's me.

I don't know where you are, or if... you'll even get this.

Maybe you haven't got the same number anymore.

I know that you think by leaving that you're doing me a favour, but you're so

wrong.

I just want to be with you. If you could please call me.

I... I love

you so much.

I don't know what I'm going to do without you.

It's like some sort of punishment.

For all the horrible things I've done. For all the people I've hurt.

You don't even know you've got it. I do.

Feel it.

Inside.

Something's different.

It's not been right for a long while.

Don't want to die, Kevin.

I don't know that.

Kevin?

Kevin?

Oh, shit.

Shit's Kevin!

I couldn't listen to any more of your bullshit.

Come on in.

The water's lovely.

Woo!

Woo! Woo!

Fresh 114, roger that.

One black coffee.

And one herbal tea.

It's raspberry and ginger.

Yes. Nigel, you drink way too much coffee for a man your age.

Thanks.

Hey.

It's really you.

Thank God you called.

I should have rung you days ago.

The moment I had time to think, I knew I couldn't lose you over what happened,

however much it was killing.

Where are you?

In the flat.

Running away was another major mistake.

Too lonely.

What time did you get in?

Soon. I'm going to have to send the office.

Okay, you stay there.

I'm on my way.

I'll be there.

I love you.

Sit up all night worrying and you two go for a swim.

That's what he needed.

Will he be okay?

Guess I'll find out in an hour from now.

Anything from the trolley, madam?

And what about you?

Tim, get in there.

Listen, if you two don't mind, I'm going to pull a sickie.

If I don't go straight home and tell Lucy the moment we get to London, I

never do it.

Good luck.

Alright, that's what we'll be.

Don't waste a second of it.

I'm okay.

I'm so sorry for everything I've done.

How awful I've been.

Ladies and gentlemen, we're now going to tap in light of the preparation for

landing.

Okay.

Landing checklist to flaps, please.

Nigel, what's wrong?

I can't... I can't breathe.

Would the senior report to the flight deck immediately?

Oh, my God.

Nigel! Read me the checks. Nigel! There's 150 other people in this

Leave him.

Please, will you leave him and read me the checks?

Come on.

Out of the way, girl.

Come on, move it. Out, out, out.

Got him.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven.

Landing distance.

You've got the wrong card. What? Landing checklist. It's in your pocket.

It's too late now. We're coming in to land.

You alright?

I was stuck.

We're not slowing down.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9,

10. Liam, you're going to have to sit down.

Oh, shit, he's got to arm the speed brake.

Liam, we're not slowing down, Liam!

Liam, sit down!

Liam, you've got to slow down! Come on, Nigel!

Come on, Nigel!

Liam!

We overshot the runway.

Funded two feet away from the premise of the plan.

Fifty injured, three dead.

My worst day.

Fifteen years flying.

Well, I did fly.

Of course.

Always does.

And Leanne Evans, she was one of the ones that died, wasn't she?

It's thrown against the back galley.

What happened to Dan?

Dan went to pieces.

Started drinking really heavily and... In the end, he just disappeared.

And Poppy... Well, that little missy never did get to college.

She got on a flight to Minx. The very next day her contract ended and she'd

there ever since.

She teaches English now.

Poppy's there, actually, on that picture with Ed.

And their son, John.

They wanted to call him Jack, actually, after Poppy's brother in there, Jackie

Chan, but they thought Jack Russell was a bit silly.

Casting again, Janet?

Come on, we've got a bar to open.

Ladies, this is Will O 'Brien.

My partner co -owns this place with me. Oh, and the beauty's selling in town

now. That's very handy if you're having a beach wedding.

I do do a wonderful pedicure.

Who? The only girl getting married, then.

Me. Oh, and guess what? It's going to be a fresh wedding.

Her fiancé's a pilot.

Yes, well... Yes?

Well, I guess it's true what they say.

Once he's come and once he's gone, I won't rest.

This goes on forever.

Here's to the next generation.

To the next generation.