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Tell me this isn't happening.

You've taken my dream
and turned it into a nightmare.

The darkened area,
that's the cancer you can feel.

SAM: I've slept with him too.

(Laughs)

Come and work with me.
Fulfil your potential.

GINA: Mason Elliot
needs taking down a peg or two.

(Alarm)

You have to talk to Mum and Sam.

lwill do no such thing.

The first time you fall in love,
you fall the hardest.

We're going to be grandmothers.

I'd like to know
how long I've got left.

(Overlapping voices)

LEO: Like food and sex,

Sicilians take their gambling
very seriously.

(Speaks Italian and laughs)

- (Shouts in Italian)
- (Mutters)

(Both shout in Italian)

(Shouting continues)

But all of life's a gamble.

For most of its life, the
octopus hides in its den.

But it's got to eat.

Fishermen use coins
at the bottom of their traps.

They say it brings luck.

But you only need to be
unlucky once.

Just ask the octopus.

(Cries)

(Chuckling)

(Phone buzzes)

What is it?

Well, the good news is my son's
not dead on a mountain pass.

The bad news is he may be
a complete and utter shit.

He's not the first bloke to be
freaked out over becoming a dad.

How did I mess him up so badly?

I think you're missing

the big win here.

Which is?

You've kept yourself
remarkably fit for a granny.

(Gasps and laughs)

(Continues laughing)

Oh, women my age are meant
to be having their own babies,

not grandbabies!

Oh, is that what you want?
Another child?

God, no!

Why, is that what you want?

Sure.

I mean, I always wanted to be
a dad one day.

I missed having a mum
when I became a mother.

But you'd have me.

You'd have us.

Of course, it's completely
your decision.

Because you've got
your whole life ahead of you,

to work out who you want to be,
what you want to do.

Yeah, we just want you to know
that we support you

- whatever you decide.
- So you keep saying.

And yet you don't support my
decision to not talk about it.

Listen, we can talk about lots
of other things. Or nothing.

Forgive your mother. She can't
help getting carried away.

Yeah, like you
haven't thought about

squeezing
those chubby little thighs?

- The fat little hands.
- Yeah, or the cheeks.

- Oh, the cheeks.
- (Gasps)

(Gina groans with longing)

Oh.

Oh. Don't worry about
being so late, dear.

There's nothing I enjoy more

than watching my life
ebb slowly away,

with nothing but tedium
for company.

When are you going to tell them?

I came clean,
now it's your turn.

Yes.
You told them you were pregnant.

How are you enjoying the fussing
and the clucking

and the interminable bowls
of pasta?

What is it with this family?
All we do is lie.

I haven't lied.

Not telling the truth
is the same as lying.

I thought I could count on you
not to argue semantics.

Miss Gina Benelli?

Yes?

(Gasps) The nerve of that.
He steals Adam

and thinks he can buy
your affection with this shrub.

Oh, I think it's an olive tree.

Nobody asked you.
Thank you, Mr Horticulture.

- Let's go and eat.
- Oh, where are we going?

To show Mason Elliot
that we will not be intimidated.

So how are we playing this?

You cause a distraction
whilst I come at him

swinging a sock full of coins?

Follow my lead.

Ladies.

And to what do I owe
this... unexpected pleasure?

We were thinking
a menage a trois,

if you think you can handle it.

- Really?
- Of course not.

I'd rather have my brains
ripped out of my nostrils

with a meat hook.

We've come to see
how your new chef is faring.

And, er, when I turn my back,

will I find you
calling in a bomb threat

or throwing eggs at my windows?

(Chuckles) We're flattered you
think we're so imaginative,

but really
we've come for the food.

I think you'll be impressed.

We're going to drink our drinks,
eat this food,

and show that none ofthis
bothers us, not one bit.

Wow, Sam, you'll really
have him over a barrel.

The best revenge is living well.

Don't talk to a Sicilian
about revenge.

So, what,
we should commit a murder?

Ohhh, maybe not
an actual murder,

but what's wrong with
a small "accidental" fire?

Gina and Sam are in.

You are better than
they ever let you believe.

You've nothing to prove.

- God, this is terrible.
- I know.

They're possibly
the most delicious thing

- I've ever tasted.
- Yeah.

(Footsteps approach)

What did I tell you?

Stunning, right?

He overdid the reduction.

(Burps)

Did you just...?

I didn't even know you were
capable of burping.

(Burps)

These mussels aren't
from around here, are they?

Mangan's.
They're the best local supplier.

But only this morning

they announced
a sewage contamination

at Fulcolmbe Beach!

(Laughs)

She's joking, right?

You've met Sam.

Does she strike you
as a natural prankster?

But a full-blown
contamination...

ls unlikely.

It couldn't happen three times
in a year, could it?

Excuse me. I'm just...
I'm not 100% satisfied

these are fragrant,
as they should be.

It smells fine to me.

Well, who wants "fine" when
you could have exceptional?

Rhiannon.

- Why?
- Keep smiling.

There's nothing to see here,
just a slight... sewage issue.

We've just served
over 40 bowls!

Mason!

Excuse me, with the main course
you've ordered,

I think the gazpacho...

Apologies. I'm just
going to take this.

Put them down.

I'll just get
some more menus for you.

Put it back!

But they're full of sewage!

(Diners gasp)

There's nothing to worry about,
folks,

just a slight menu change.

How about a glass of champagne
on the house?

No, it's...

Mmm.

Sicilian enough for you?

Why are you here?

Oh, don't tell me they've
shut you down already.

Health and safety?

Adam is family.

Mimi, what is it?

Right, I've never been
one to sugar-coat.

l have a malignant tumour
in my left breast.

The doctor recommends surgery
and a course of chemotherapy,

but that doesn't suit me at all.

So, I'm letting the tumour
do what it will

but I would like to
have a funeral

while I'm still alive enough
to enjoy it.

What do you mean?
Like a, like a death party?

Oh, no,
preferthe term
"fake wake".

What is the point in everyone
saying I'm wonderful

if I'm not around to bask
in their admiration?

No more lies.

Happy now?

(Sighs)

When she doesn't sugar-coat,
she really doesn't sugar-coat.

You knew.

It wasn't my secret to tell.

(Teresa clears her throat)

Oh, it's the intervention.

You didn't expect us

to just accept your
death sentence, did you?

Well, if you mean, did I expect
my family to respect my wishes,

- no, of course not.
- It's completely understandable

that you'd rather bury your head
in the sand than face this.

- It's scary. We're all scared.
- But you're not alone.

You're not gonna
talk about God, are you?

We've been researching
what to do

to combat the side effects
of chemo.

And there's some really
promising research

that by increasing your
consumption of antioxidants...

Oh, Sam, dear, and Teresa,
my love, I'm old.

I'm not going to spend
whatevertime l have left

bald and vomiting,

subsisting on a diet
of wild blueberries

and Manuka honey.

But if it means you live...

Think of life as a party
that you want to leave

before some drunken bore
leers at you

and explains that he and his
wife have a special arrangement.

I want to leave this party
dancing on the tables!

Now, if you don't mind, I have
some things to attend to...

And my timeline
is somewhat pressed.

(Music plays in background)

stashed inside those birds.

You're a natural storyteller.

You could hold a room
spinning pure bollocks.

(Chuckles)

lfl hadn't been so proud,
I might've been a better mother

and warned you that people
get hurt that way.

I did learn that lesson.

A little late perhaps.

Did I disappoint you?

You've been a liar,

a serial cheat,

and the arrogant, self-centred
bastard that everybody says.

But I absolutely adored you.

(Chuckles)

It's a mother's prerogative.

You know they need you.

I'm tired of being so needed.

You're the first person
I ever loved.

I don't know this world
without you in it.

Do I score the jewels?

(Music plays in background)

Er, no, no.

You have these
and my record collection.

I'd rather have you.

Strange how it goes, isn't it?

You're contemplating bringing
a life into this world

and... and I'm preparing
to take one out.

Part of me thinks
I could actually do it.

Be a mum, love someone
so completely that...

But maybe I'm too selfish.

The question isn't,
will I be a good mother?

Because I can answer that
right now:

sometimes yes, sometimes no.

So what is the question?

Do you want this child
in your life?

- Morning.
- Morning.

The trick is to delay payment

for as long as you think
they'll tolerate it

before setting
debt collectors on you.

And when the creditors turn up
at our door, baying for blood,

what do we do then?

Smile and lie
through your teeth.

When it comes to lying,

I've been trained
by none other than

- the grand high master herself.
- Cut your mum some slack.

It doesn't matter
how hard a mother tries,

whatever you do, it's wrong.

You don't really believe that,
do you?

I never really knew how to do
any of it, being a mum, a wife.

and hoping one day I wouldn't
feel like such an imposter.

That's not true. Really.

Confident, capable,
none ofthe Benelli crazy.

Now, I did tell you,
light on the tarragon,

so you need to bin this
and start again.

- Yes, Chef.
- Gina, about our bookings.

Right, everybody, listen up.
Nine minutes to service!

I want everything on this
new menu to be on point!

OTHERS: Yes, Chef!
- Gina, please stop, listen...

No, actually, it's you
who needs to listen.

Just to clarify, I run the
kitchen, you run front of house.

And Teresa is my daughter.

What are you talking about?

I'm talking about you being one
ofthose penguin mothers

who comes back from the ocean

only to find
her own chick missing,

so decides to
steal someone else's.

You're being
completely irrational.

Did she tell you what she's
planning to do with the baby?

lfshe had confided in me, I
wouldn't betray her confidence.

Gina, wait.

You're not listening.

Gina!

Where is everyone?

It's what I've been
trying to tell you...

I hate crowds.

So I had every table booked.

Under different names,
of course.

- This is your fault!
- Mine?

You goaded me into that stupid
performance at Mason's

and now it's cost us
a night's business!

Congratulations!

Where are you going?

l'm clear
that I run front of house.

An empty house means
I'm done for the night.

You two cleared my restaurant
and wreaked havoc.

Get out.

Oh, come on, Gina,
you ruin my day, l ruin yours.

This isn't a game!

Since when?

This is my life!

I'm not playing!

I thought you liked this...

Well, not any more. So get out!

Get out!

(Bird calls)

Oh.

Oh, for fuck...

Oh, sorry, Sammy.
I mean it would be easier

if I could borrow a drawer,
hang up a couple of shirts.

Oh. Sorry, I didn't mean
to look so...

Like
just asked for
one of your organs?

It's just we've only been seeing
each other for a couple of weeks

and this all feels so...

Whoa, it's just one small
drawer, two hangers,

three if you're
feeling generous,

but I'm not gonna push my luck.

Look, maybe me being here
is a bit too...

- I didn't say that...
- No. But it is "too"...

But it's fine.

I'll move out,
you deal with your life,

and we can pick this up
when you can.

I don't want you to go.

Here.

Wow, two whole hangers.

Nobody's gonna mistake that
for a marriage proposal.

Why are you watching me sleep?
You psycho.

(Chuckles)

This was yours.

So small.

You know, if you have this baby,

it'll be the hardest thing you
ever do and the job never stops.

Ever

But your heart sings
every time they smile.

And it breaks when they're hurt.

I don't know if it's fair to
make me anyone's mum.

You just know they're going to
be a little weirdo

with frequently-recurring
head lice.

Hey, don't do that,
put yourself down with jokes.

I'm only just starting
to realise

that there's
nothing that you can't do.

(Gina chuckles)

- Mum?
- Mm?

It's not Michael's baby.

What do you mean?

- Well, who's the father, then?
- Mum, don't...

Yeah, OK, OK, OK, you can tell
me later. It's fine. It's fine.

Sam's gonna hate me.

lt'll destroy everything...

Well, we don't have to tell her.

She will find out.
We can't keep it a secret.

Look, you are
doing better than ever.

And I'm not letting anything,

not even the truth,
undermine that.

Where's my pumpkin
and amaretto sauce, Teresa?

TERESA: Yep, nearly there.

- Give those a good shake.
- Yeah.

- Something's burning.
- It's not me.

Sam, something's burning.

Oh, shit!

Shit!

Shit, shit, shit! It's the pork.

- Oh, shit!
- Whoa, whoa.

OK, don't panic, I've got this!

- No!
- (Gasps of shock)

Oh. Sorry, I...

You idiot!

Maybe that's why it's best to be
a corpse at your own wake.

You can't be disappointed
by the catering.

Hitch up your horses,
or bridle them,

or whatever it is you do to
horses, we need a cavalry.

Fast.

- Gina?
- Mm?

- You called Adam?
- Mum, please...

I know you'd rather
remove my spleen

with a blunt butter knife
but I beg you, listen.

Shouldn't you be serving up
poncy sea foam

in your own restaurant?

Rhiannon has that in hand.

l, I know you don't need anyone
but for once, let me help you.

Oh, thank goodness you're here!

It's like we're marching into
the Battle ofthe Somme

but instead of guns, we've got
soggy runner beans.

Teresa, could you just find me
that blunt butter knife?

- Gina, we need the help.
- Over my dead body.

Gina, it's not every day
get
to cater my grandmother's wake,

so, please,
let me be part ofthis.

OK.

Come on.

When's the last time you cheffed
in a commercial kitchen?

If you chop off your finger,
l'll shove it up your arse.

And not in a lovely way.

Oh, darling fossil,
how good of you to come.

You decrepit hag,
you look glorious.

lt's bloody unfair.

It's been a lifetime.

Several.

Oh, Lillian, this is Janice,
who's my doctor.

Whose medical advice
l'm ignoring.

You're not dead yet.
With surgery and chemo...

Oh, look, no shop at parties.

- It's very boring.
- I'll leave you.

You're so brave, Mimi.

If I'd been given
a cancer diagnosis,

I wouldn't be throwing a party.

I'd be under a duvet regretting
everything I've ever done

or didn't do.

Do you want the truth?

I'm absolutely terrified.

It's not too late to give cancer
a good kick in the bum.

It's not too late
for you either.

Gertrude's here.

- Oh, look.
- (Clapping)

They're beautiful.

Can I be honest?

l have no idea, Mason, can you?

The only thing Adam really
wants is your approval.

So give him your blessing.

Please.

Excuse me.

For the avoidance of all doubt,
I think you're a pig.

A conniving, lying vulture,
and I will neverforgive you.

OK, very little ambiguity there.

But this means a lot to Mimi,

so thank you for helping
to make this happen.

You're welcome.

You know, Gina may bring
the punters in,

but you're the one
who keeps the sky from falling.

Leo's ambitions
were more important,

then Michael needed me.

Truth is...

I let everyone else come first.

Here.

To being brave enough to let
no-one stand in your way.

Never again.

You sound very focused.

lam.

For the first time ever,
actually.

Oh.
Hope I'm not distracting you.

I never said that.

What's going on with us, Sammy?

- What are you talking about?
- No. No. We're not doing that.

Not gonna pretend you don't
know what I'm talking about.

(Sighs)

Maybe we should just be friends.

Then when I can do more...

No.

- I beg your pardon?
- I've got a lot of friends.

You're either in this
or you're not.

You waltzed into my life
like a minute ago...

Leo's only been dead
for two years.

You can't put your life on hold
till things are more convenient.

Life is taking risks.

You have to take a punt.

OK, then,
maybe I don't want to!

Not again, not now.

I'm sorry. You're right.

You should go home.

You're actively working
to destroy me.

That's the pot
calling the kettle black.

And then you go
and save the day.

Not that I needed any saving.

It's like you're villain, hero.

How do you decide
which role to play?

Is it Russian Roulette?

Adam told me he'd quit
ifl didn't let him help you,

though I didn't need
much convincing.

He told me what your family's
been going through.

I had no idea, Gina.

Well, it's not really your...

You should've told me!

I'd have never pulled
that stunt with the bookings.

I lost my wife to cancer.

I know what it's like
to lose someone you love.

Oh, I didn't knowthat.
I'm sorry.

There's a lot we still don't
know about each other.

Ah...Adam.

Thank you.

You're a selfish,
entitled upstart,

but you are very talented.

You're right, I am.

But I learnt from the best.

(They chuckle)

- Mm.
- Mm.

Please look after our guests.

Sam!

Champagne should be savoured.

It's hard liquor that you slam.

Er, give me two shots
of my usual, please.

- Oh, God, Mimi, no, I...
- (Murmurs in protest)

There.

That's actually remarkably good.

Why do we even bother
with tonic?

Oh, I rarely do, dear.

So those tumblers that
see
you with, they're all just gin?

Occasionally there's
a squeeze of lime.

I'm not an animal.

Erm...

Oh, Mimi, no.

No, I couldn't possibly...

It would make me
tremendously happy

to see these
around the neck of my daughter.

Were you considering a swim?

More like a drowning.

Oh, dear.

It's that bad, is it?

Um, sorry, who are you?

The woman saving you
from self-pity.

Look, I don't mean to be rude
but I kind of want to be alone.

No, you don't.

No-one really wants to be alone.

It's a bit presumptuous.

Mm.
I'm not wrong, though, am
?

Oh, you're nearly
out of whisky.

How's Peter?

Increasingly racist,
so my daughters tell me.

Oh, we're divorced.
Almost 20 years ago.

- And you, married or...?
- I never married.

- I'm sorry.
- Oh, don't be.

Falling in love is luck,
I suppose,

and I've been lucky
in other ways.

My health, travel and...

Old friends.

Truth is, I've never been
happierthan I am now.

Blessing of age.

You were always a rebel.

Things are so different,
aren't they?

Do you ever wonder
what our lives would be like

if we were young now?

We could...

It's a...

It's a million years ago.

Water under the bridge, surely.

Here.

lt belonged to your grandfather.

Thank you.

(Tapping)

When you lose someone,

you never stop feeling
their absence, ever.

You just have to go on with
so much less than you had.

Erm...

I've never been very good
at the whole friends thing.

Erm... But with Mimi, it's easy.

And because
she is so incredible,

the fact that she loves me...

makes me like myself more.

So Mimi was aiming her shotgun
at this bloke,

and he was yelling loudly

that this was a load of fuss
over a stupid fox,

and that she wasn't
going to shoot at him...

and then she pulled the trigger.

(Gasps of shock)

And cool as a cucumber, she
said, "Next time, I won't miss."

(Laughter)

I know a lot of strong women.

Bit of a family hazard.

But you're the most formidable.

And from the moment
you welcomed me,

I knew I was home.

I've never been close
to my own mother,

and l was always jealous
of other girls who were.

It only just occurred to me
that for so many years

I've been the one that
other people are jealous of,

because I have had that,
because you are my mum.

(Emotional) Oh...oh...

Oh, so many people here
that I haven't seen for years.

Oh, my goodness, you got old.

(Laughter)

(Mimi laughs)

But we're still here.

And you can't get to my age
without losing people.

Friends and my husband and...

..my son.

Some people you love so much

that even ifthey died
at 100 years old

it would be too soon

but the compensation is that,

in some ways,

I can feel them still with me.

In all of you.

My whole life is in this garden.

And as lives go,
it's been pretty wonderful.

lam so very grateful...

To Mimi!

OTHERS: To Mimi!
- To Mimi!

(Clinking)

- (Clapping)
— Oh...

(Chuckles)

- What a week.
- Yep.

Like being continually smacked
in the face by an octopus.

That's a grotesque image

but actually
that's exactly how it feels.

Where's Marc?

That's another tentacle
right between the eyes.

Why?

He wants more than sex
and dinner.

He wants everything, all of it.

But you really like him, Sam.

You practically light up like a
Christmas tree when he's around.

Don't lose him.

Good men - pochissimi,
very, very few.

(He sighs)

LEO: A good gambler knows
when to bid and when to fold.

A really good gambler
doesn't read his cards

but the other players'
around the table.

Sometimes in life, you just
need to show your hand.

I like you.

(He sighs)

I really like you.

This sex and rivalry thing,
it's fun,

but it has a shelf life.

I want more.

Well, what more could...?

I don't need an answer now...

Well, you haven't
asked a question...

I'm a difficult man, I know.

Uncompromising,
obsessive, selfish.

Maybe don't lead with that
in your dating profile.

But with you...

With you...
I want to better myself.

OK?

(Knock at door)

I lied
when I said it's in the past.

It's not.

I think about you all the time.

I thought that staying with
Peter was the right thing to do

but, the truth is,
l was a coward.

What would everyone say?

My children?

My mother?

And we've wasted over 40 years.

Oh, I do enjoy a good party.

Any excuse for copious drinking.
(Chuckles)

In fact, I enjoyed it so much...

..that I'm not sure
I want it to be my last.

Oh... Oh...

Oh, thank God!

Oh, I'm so happy!

Oh, I'm delighted that I've
raised your spirits, Sam,

but as I'm really going to
try and live,

I don't think
you should kill me with love.

Oh, I'll be needing these
a while yet.

Turn round.

(Gina chuckles)

LEO: The biggest gamble of all
is telling the truth.

There's nowhere to hide
with the truth.

That's why they call it "naked".

(Chuckling)

- C
hampagne?
- Yes!

Why not?

Preferring an easy lie to
the cold hard glare of truth...

that's just human nature.

- Sam, I have to tell you...
- No, Teresa, don't.

She's happy.

It's just Teresa's worried that
we're all having one too many,

especially you.

What? Since when?

I'm not the one who's pregnant.

No, but you are one glass away
from telling me

that you love me
and suggesting karaoke.

Nobody wants to watch you

murdering "Livin' On A Prayer"
again. (Chuckles)

(Chuckles)

LEO: Even when you know
you'll be found out,

if you can buy yourself
an hour, a week, a year,

you'll lie your arse off

But the truth is always there,

just waiting

to take you down.

Oh, you clearly all think
I'm about to die,

othenivise why the last supper?

You think this is
a relationship?

Well, isn't it?

not in some
damned establishment.

It isn't Michael's...

Has Gina known all along?

Fucking Benellis!

I want out of The Penrose,
away from here altogether.

Teresa's just called. They think
Mimi's had a stroke.