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Are you sure I need to get this togged up?

Bloody positive, misery guts.

Hey. What do you think?

Gorgeous. What about me?

I'm just not sure about that tie.

-It's the only one I've got. -Exactly.

What's wrong with it?

What's right with it?

There's nothing wrong.

It -- It is a posh restaurant.

We don't want to look too out of place.

We won't look out of place.

You might do in that.

Shall we stop by our Dan's, see if he can help out?

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-Where to today, then? -We're going to see

a couple of offices in that new place near Trent Fields.

-Very swish. -I know.

That's why I wanted to look the part.

Do you hate it?

Hate what?

It's not working, is it?

Oh! Is that what's different?

Different? New, you mean.

Different's not much cop, is it?

Different is great. You look good!

Sexy, actually.

-Sexy? -Yeah.

Authoritative.

Like one of them birds who checks your bags in

when you go on holiday.

Trolley dolly? I wanted to look more serious.

A bit more like an MD.

Oh! There it goes!

-Did you hear it? -Hear what?

The MD klaxon.

-Don't be daft. -"Morning, Dan!

I'm just gonna brush me MD teeth with me MD toothbrush."

Stop it.

"Hey, Dan, will you do me an MD coffee

to go with me MD toast?"

Now you're just being a dick.

No, I'm not. I'm demonstrating the art of MD'ing.

It's the bastard son of name dropping and showing off.

I said you look sexy.

-Take the compliment and run. -[ Knock on door ]

Morning, kids.

Bloody hell. Who's died?

Dan?

You never told me someone had died.

They never told me either.

No one's died.

Why do people assume someone's brown bread

just 'cause you might want to make the effort to look good?

Oh, no. What have you done?

Uh, and I'm not in court either.

You cheeky little sod, you.

What's up with him?

We're going for lunch.

There's a few places doing a testing menu

for couples looking for somewhere to get married.

What? Buckingham Palace, by any chance?

He's been banging on about me not making the effort.

I'm killing two birds with one stone.

He thinks I've pulled me finger out looking for a venue,

and I get to fill me boots with a nice steak

and a vat of lager -- for free.

Don't you think that's a bit dishonest?

Bianca's idea.

She said he'll soon be sick of it.

He needs to borrow a tie, son.

I've told him he can't be walking around

with that stupid old thing on anymore.

Talking of which, what's that yoke doing 'round your neck?

You look like you work at the airport.

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-What now? -I need you to mind Joshua.

Denise, you said it was an emergency.

You don't have to have a severed finger or a capsulated arm

-to make something an emergency. -But I need to meet Lisa!

Keep your voice down. He's still asleep.

The agency has fixed me up with an assignment.

I canceled one two days ago 'cause Mum couldn't come over.

I can't cancel again.

But I can't not go to work.

Like I said, we just need to increase his hours at nursery.

-But we're both skint. -I'm not skint.

I'm just plowing every penny into an opportunity

to avoid being skint!

Oh, yeah. Here we go again.

I can use long words and talk cryptic, you know.

I'll be back at 3:00.

His cottage pie's in the fridge, and "Balamory" starts at 10:00.

Stick that in your corporate hot dog and put ketchup on it.

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

You got to phone the agency

and tell them your hamster has snuffed it.

You did it enough times when you worked for me.

I'm late. Goodbye.

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Oh, wow.

Can you? That's fantastic.

Will do. Bye.

Hurry up and get dressed.

Mm. What's the rush?

That fella I was telling you about --

my dad's mate, that Gerry?

-Yeah. -Well, he wants to do business.

Really?

Yeah. And you've got to be there for 11:00.

[ Breathing heavily ]

BRADLEY: What's this?

[ Water bubbling ]

I have no idea.

Maybe you should take a photo and upload it to your Facebook

and ask one of your many friends if they can help you out.

Lowest form of intelligence.

Highest form of wit. Thank you.

It's a bottle of wine, you idiot.

Why is it open?

Because I fancied a glass

and we didn't have any in, and so I opened it.

It's from that hamper that got dropped off here.

I thought you were gonna pass it back to Lisa.

I'm a busy woman.

Look. I just -- I just forgot, okay?

You forgot so much that you stashed it in the garage?

I put it in the garage

because there wasn't any space in the cupboard.

It's not yours to put in the cupboard,

even if there was room!

-So? -So what if they know about it?

What if they've been told it's here?

We're gonna look like a right pair of thieving bastards.

Stop lecturing me!

I'm trying to do a deep cleanse!

Not of your soul, by any chance?

Ha ha.

Can you two just give it a rest for once?

He is the one going on.

He is the one who's doing the nagging.

BRADLEY: Don't you think it's weird if they find out

we haven't given it back?

They're not going to find out.

-You hope. -Bye.

I'll see you tonight.

ELLA: What if they do, Mum?

What if they find out that you've kept it and drank it?

Not you as well!

What does a woman have to do

to get some bloody peace around here?

[ Breathing heavily ]

It's got so much space!

Yeah. You could possible have the boardroom over this side.

So sorry I'm late.

[ Gasps ] It's great, isn't it?

It's lovely. Yeah.

Well, that section there turns into a boardroom.

Brilliant.

And you can get four banks of desks over there.

But there's only two of us.

Yeah. Well, there won't be eventually.

Can I have a minute?

Look at that view!

[ Chuckles ] Yeah.

It's way too big and way too expensive.

But look at it! It's fantastic!

You said so yourself. It's brilliant!

It's stunning -- if there was 30 of us.

But it's just you and me.

I've explained the setup. I've told him everything.

He knows we're just a start-up, and he's happy to negotiate.

What's the problem?

This is room to explode, not grow.

It's a process. It takes time.

I-Is there a canteen or anywhere we can grab a coffee?

Oh! We don't need a canteen.

You see, that space over there doubles up as a kitchen.

We can get a-a fridge or a kettle and --

I mean for now.

We need to sit down and have a chat.

Now.

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[ Engine idling ]

[ Sirens wailing ]

[ Music continues ]

[ Metal squeaking ]

You okay?

I was till I realized I was parked opposite a cop shop.

[ Chuckles ] Don't worry about them.

They're in and out all day.

Sometimes it's the best place to be --

right under the nose of the danger.

You coming up to the office, then?

[ Music continues ]

I know you're a busy man,

so we can get the boring stuff out of the way, can't we?

Fine by me.

It's definitely the same batch as the sample?

Hundred percent, mate.

'Cause I'll know straightaway if it isn't.

I'm assuming you're not here to piss me about, Greg?

No way, mate.

Good.

[ Lighter clicks ]

I'll give you 85 grand.

That's a fair deal. Don't you think, Greg?

[ Clears throat ]

Yes, mate. Very fair.

Good.

Well, that's good. That's positive.

I'm pleased we got a deal.

You pleased, Greg?

You don't look it.

Delighted.

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And this dining room here is 115 years old.

Blood and sand. That's ancient.

Definitely in need of a lick of paint.

It's meant to look like that.

That was the fashion then, idiot.

The fourth Earl of Doncaster once visited this dining room.

Oh. Lucky bugger.

He sat at the very same table we have reserved for you.

I feel star-struck.

We have a full listing here of all our wedding breakfasts.

We have a vegetarian option

if you have any guests that might want that.

Between you and me, I don't know any vegetarians,

so, uh, I don't think we'll have to worry about that

if we choose to get married here.

We've never really had much in common with them types, have we?

Not really, no.

They're so pale, aren't they?

Can I get you both fixed up with drinks?

Uh, pint of bitter for me, love.

Half a lager and lime, please.

We normally show our prospective customers the wine selection.

Oh. No harm in having a shufties, I suppose.

I can recommend the New Zealand sauvignon.

Go on, then, chook.

We'll have a taster of that, shall we?

They live in cloud-cuckoo-land, these places,

thinking people like us have got money to burn

on a load of shitty old grape juice.

If they want to ply us with it for free,

we might as well get smashed.

Yeah?

Uh, well, when you put it like that...

Thank you.

Stop moaning and start living the dream, then, gorgeous.

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Alan Sugar started out of the back of a van

he paid 50 quid for, you know.

Oh, I get it.

We'll just pitch camp

in me dad's greenhouse, then, shall we?

-Just try and be reasonable. -Reasonable?

You're talking about the back of a van.

It just needs planning properly. Minimum overheads.

You start small, you work up, you spend later.

We need to make a profit first!

Yeah. Like I didn't know that.

[ Mid-tempo music playing ]

Check this place out. It's not far from here either.

-That dump? -Yeah.

'Round the back of that horrible old bingo hall?

Yeah.

[ Cellphone beeping ]

I just thought we were aiming a bit higher than that.

We are! We're building an empire.

And at eighty quid a week,

I think this is the best place to start.

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[ Siren wailing in distance ]

[ Chuckles ]

[ Electricity buzzing ]

LISA: It smells like an old people's home.

Well, we can air it, put some fresheners in.

It's damp. You can't get rid of damp.

Well, once we've aired it, that might help.

I've got an inhaler, you know,

which I don't have to use that often.

You'll have to make sure you bring it with you, then.

Ten minutes from Junction 9, so any city-center appointments,

we can be at 20 minutes from here.

And...that chippy...

That chippy does the meanest meat-and-potato pie

this side of Stretford, and -- and...

that is what I call a park.

[ Siren wailing, dog barking ]

That's not a park. It's a patch of grass.

-And what do we need a park for? -I'm being positive.

This is just not what I want, Fergus.

-Well, get another job, then. -What?

Get...another...job.

What? Just like that?

You're the one giving up just like that.

I'm not giving up.

I'm just not singing and dancing

about the prospect of working in a shithole.

That's all.

Listen to me.

Let's agree to this place.

We set some targets tomorrow morning.

If we've not moved on in three months, we'll part ways.

What, and that's it?

Three months is more than enough to make it work.

And we will make it work.

-This is incentive, Lisa. -Is it?

Just tell me we've got a deal.

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Marcus has told me he'll be giving you a call

first thing in the morning to discuss any details.

-Who-- Who's Marcus? -Come on.

Our events manager.

That will be smashing. Thanks, love.

What are you gonna say when King Marcus calls?

You don't think I gave her the right number, do you?

[ Both laugh ]

Are you sure there's nothing else I can help you with?

Bye.

Bloody hell.

She can stop mithering. That'd be a start.

It's called service.

It's called mithering.

We're going to Waverly Manor tomorrow.

You'd better get used to it. They'll be 10 times worse there.

[ Laughs ]

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Maybe you need to take another approach.

Maybe randomers aren't such a good idea.

They're not randomers.

I don't date strangers, Bianca.

It was a friend of a friend.

Just not my type. That's all.

Maybe we should fix you up with an online agency.

Then you can choose exactly your type.

There'll be no shortage. I'm sure of it.

Quantity is not the issue.

I've already got the dates lined up, as a matter of fact.

Lucky you.

Yes. That's not the trouble.

It's when I have to go and meet them.

That's when the trouble starts.

Maybe you're putting people off.

Well, don't feel the need to pussyfoot around me,

whatever you do, Bianca.

Tell me where you think I'm going wrong.

What did you wear?

Uh, well, clothes.

Elaborate, please.

This lot. I mean, does it matter?

For a first date? Of course it does!

You're scaring them away.

No one's gonna fancy you with that on.

Hello, all.

-Hiya, Greg! -Oh, hello there.

A bottle of your finest champagne, please.

How lovely.

Ooh. Champagne.

Oh, my God. I thought you were kidding me.

-Eighty-five big ones. -That's incredible.

What did you think of him? What was he like?

He's a really nice fella. Just a top bloke.

-We just talked. -Talked?

About my work, the weather.

He told me about his kids.

He was just dead, dead sound.

-[ Cork pops ] -Eighty-five grand!

Ooh! Mm!

[ Cellphone ringing ]

-Oh, God. It's him. -Answer it, then.

-What the fuck does he want? -I don't know. Just answer it.

[ Cellphone beeps ]

Hi, mate.

Okay. See you then.

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Shit.

GERRY: Two reasons I asked you here.

One -- I like you.

Two -- I want you to do some work for me.

Like I told you, I work for myself, mate.

Doesn't mean you can't do a bit on the side for someone else.

You took 85 grand off me yesterday

when you should've been demanding at least 100.

Eh?

Naiveté is good.

Proves you haven't done it before.

I've never said that.

[ Chuckles ] Nice try.

You stumbled across that stash,

and you wanted rid of it soon as possible.

Get yourself a decent motor, nice couple of holidays.

So you took the cash and you legged it,

which is fine, Greg.

That's what anyone else would've done.

But you can make some serious money here, mate.

I might not want to.

You wouldn't be here if you didn't want to.

That's Colombia.

And that's Glasgow.

And that is a key of coke -- one of many, as we know.

Time it leaves here, it's worth 350 quid.

Time it gets here, it's worth a fucking fortune.

It'll be your job to take part in some of that journey.

No borders crossed,

no psychopathic Colombian toes trod on.

Just a simple motorway journey

with 10 grand in your back pocket when it's all over --

plus petrol money, of course.

Ten grand?

I told you to hear me out.

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[ Snoring ]

Wha-- W-Who -- What -- W-Where are we?

Come on. Get up.

You need to get ready.

Bus leaves in 45 minutes! [ Sighs ]

Bloody hell.

[ Music continues ]

Oh, my God. That's completely amaze.

Course I do. Course I will.

Thanks so much!

Bye!

Oh, Josh.

Your mummy is so worth it.

[ Up-tempo music plays ]

So...sales up on this one?

Oh, yeah. Good ying and yang, sister.

-[ Computer chimes ] -Bingotastic!

Have you found them?

All 72 of them!

-Ah! -[ Laughs ]

I'm cookin' on gas, girl.

[ Laughs ]

Go, Fergus. Go, Fergus. Uh-huh.

-Uh-huh. Go, Fergus. -[ Chuckles ]

-Go, Fergus. Go, Fergus. -Go, Fergus. Go, Fergus.

Uh-huh! Go, Fergus! Go, Fergus!

Uh-huh! [ Laughs ]

-Go, Fergus. Go, Fergus. -Go, Fergus. Go, Fergus.

-Uh-huh. -[ Chuckles ]

-[ Laughs ] -[ Sniffs, clears throat ]

Guess who's just cracked access to 72 files

full of our old contacts, eh?

[ Chuckles ] What do you reckon to that?

[ Clears throat ]

Sorry about this, Lisa.

You're all right. What's up?

I need you to mind Josh.

Denise, I'm working!

I know. And I need you to mind our son.

I've got an assignment --

a big one this time, on Deansgate.

-Well, you should've called me. -You would've brushed me off.

You can't look after him here.

Uh, no offense, Lisa,

but would you mind staying out of this, please?

No offense, Denise, but this is my office too, you know.

I know, and I'm sorry.

But I'm not letting them down again.

[ Baby cooing ]

What about your mum and dad?

They're away, and they can't do it all the time.

You're his dad.

And you told me you were gonna help me out more.

I'm never gonna become a brand not turning up for assignments.

Kate Moss never made 70 million not turning up for Calvin,

did she?

[ Door slams ]

[ Baby crying ]

[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

[ Knock on door ]

[ Gasps ] Shit.

It's Dan!

ELLA: What does he want?

How the hell am I supposed to know?

Well, answer it, then.

Go and get it.

[ Birds chirping ]

-Hi. -Is your mum in?

I've just seen your dad. He said she wants a word.

Did he, now?

Is she in?

She's in the front room.

She got a face pack on and looks like a dog's dinner.

Sorry.

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[ Music continues ]

[ Down-tempo music playing ]

[ Indistinct conversations ]

It's lovely.

Smashing.

I wonder if the Earl of Leicester likes it.

Shall I ask this moppet if the Earl of Leicester likes it?

He should know.

He's probably spent half the morning

crawled up the poor bugger's arse.

Charlie.

Have you seen the wine list yet, sir?

Uh, is there any chance I could just have a pint of bitter?

Of course, sir.

And today's special, madam, is a soy-seared fillet of John Dory

with a pea puree

and parmesan-crusted deep-fried charlotte potatoes.

That's fish, chips, and mushy peas to you, love.

MAN: Or if you prefer something more meaty,

we have 21-day dry-aged fillet, and we're serving that

with baby carrots and a herb-coated gnocchi.

Uh, can we just have it with chips?

I'm afraid we don't do chips.

What kind of place doesn't do bloody chips?

Excuse me a minute, love.

Charlie, it's not a Berni bloody Inn.

'Round my neck of the woods,

this is what we call making a frigging effort,

something that you have been banging on at me to do nonstop

since you got down on one knee in the first place.

Sorry.

Shall I ask him to come back?

Well, that would be a start.

Oi. Spartacus.

Over here, pal. I think we're ready to order.

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FERGUS: Lisa, I'm really sorry about this.

I promise it won't happen again.

That's the second time you've said that in the last two weeks.

He'll be all right.

We just have to keep him occupied.

"We"? I don't think so, somehow.

Maybe I should nip to the sweet shop

and get him some coloring books.

Yeah. Well, good idea.

Why don't you take him for a run

'round the cow-pat-sized park while you're at it?

[ Baby crying ]

This is just ridiculous.

I'm sorry. Do -- Do you want me to go?

Yes, actually. This is no place for a child.

I know.

You need to sort Denise out. You need to talk to her.

She can't dictate to you like this.

Yeah, but she can, though, can't she?

I've already lost one child. I don't want to lose another.

Why? Has something happened?

Jane's staying in Scotland.

What's she doing up there?

She moved there after we split.

New job, new challenge and all that.

She really wants to make a go of it.

I don't blame her. It's a brilliant opportunity.

It just means I won't get to see Emily till November.

Oh, love.

That's terrible.

It's like everything else in my life.

It's a total mess.

Hey, your life isn't a total mess.

Josh isn't, is he?

No. I suppose not.

Poor lad didn't ask for any of this trouble, did he?

Listen. It's okay.

It's still early days here.

I'll go through the files meself,

and then at least we've made a start.

You take Josh home and we'll start over tomorrow.

Both of us.

What do you reckon?

[ Baby fussing ]

And I spoke to the heads of HR at two of the banks,

and they said yes to a meet-and-greet,

and they're gonna look at the website!

That's fantastic.

I know!

As soon as Fergus went this morning,

I picked up the phone and I thought, "Sod it.

I'm gonna do this."

Oh, I'm on such a roll, Dan!

Are you dead proud of me or what?

BRADLEY: All right, guys.

Soon as Fergus went where?

Home.

That was a hint, by the way -- of the lead-balloon variety.

Are you proud of me or what?

Fergus went home? This morning?

Oh, did he, now?

BRADLEY: Aloha.

In here.

Did you have a good day?

Yeah, not bad. You know. The usual.

-[ Growls ] -Get off.

So they were fine about it in the end?

-Who? -Lisa and Dan.

They seemed fine about it just then.

Fine about what?

-The hamper. -[ Gasps ]

I saw him on the drive this morning

-and said you wanted a word. -Oh, bloody hell.

I forgot to go back 'round after he came over.

Why did you do that?

You completely dropped me in it. I had a face mask on.

Right. We're going 'round there now.

I'll come with you. I'll hold your hand.

-No. -Yes.

-No. -Yes.

No!

Oh, come on. Do I have to? Really?

Isn't this is how it all started last time?

That's not fair. This isn't like that.

-It's still stealing. -It's not the same.

Which is why we're gonna go 'round there now

-and sort it out. -No!

We've just walked 'round Tesco's for the last half an hour,

and you didn't think to tell me about the fact

that your MD has just skived the first day of your new office?

He is not my MD.

We are equal in this.

I haven't got an MD.

I am my own MD.

Oh! There it goes again! The MD klaxon!

You have no respect

for what I do or what position I'm in, have you?

I know exactly what bloody position you're in,

and I do respect you.

What I don't respect is Fergus taking the piss out of you

by skiving all day!

Looking after a child is not skiving!

Well, I wouldn't know, Lisa, because I haven't got one.

And not by my choice, either.

What's that supposed to mean?

It means muggins here has got a wife

that's too busy to have one!

-That is not fair. -No!

What's not fair, Lisa, is you carrying the boss boy

whilst he sits back and does nothing

but happily watch his kids growing up,

leaving idiots like us hurtling towards old age

without even properly trying for one yet!

How dare you use this as an excuse to have a go at me

and my ambition just because I value my career!

We were not put on this planet

just to push out babies, thank you very much!

I'll, uh, drive, shall I?

Oh. Yeah, babe. That's a good idea.

You do the driving.

[ Both chuckle ]

-What do we do now? -Just drive off.

-Where? -Just drive!

[ Engine starts ]

Did you see what she had on?

No. What?

See?

You never said anything about her

looking like a fucking trolley dolly, did you?

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

I'm going back to the office!

MAN: ...rise to this massive occasion.

Straightaway, here's Steven Gerrard...

Oh.

Hiya.

[ Sighs ] I hope you don't mind,

but me and Dan have had a barney.

It's okay.

I've had a barney with Denise -- another one.

Suppose that makes two of us, then.

I've got nothing anymore, Lisa.

Absolutely sweet FA.

Don't be daft. You've got this.

We've got this.

Yeah, I-I know.

[ Dog barking in distance ]

And you've got what Dan wants, if you must know.

What? A season ticket and a suit?

'Cause there's fuck-all else.

Josh and Emily.

He'd love to have kids, would Dan.

Loads of people would love to have your kids.

So don't say you've got nothing when it's not true.

Dan wants kids?

Too right.

What about you?

Yeah, eventually.

But not this minute, not right now.

I want this, Fergus. I-I want the empire.

[ Sirens wailing in distance ]

The funny thing is, Dan's got everything I want.

Not you.

Oh, thank God for that.

No, I meant the marriage, the home, the security.

Maybe you just have to work a bit harder on Denise.

She's got every right to be cautious about you

after the way you were last year.

Be honest. You were a right bastard.

Yeah, yeah. All right. Thank you.

Try and make proper amends.

Say you're sorry, but properly.

Yeah. You're right.

If Dan could hear me now,

banging on about making amends and apologizing

after giving him grief?

[ Both laugh ]

So I'm not the only one who's got some fixing up to do, then?

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Doorbell rings ]

Can I talk to you and Lisa?

Uh, she's -- she's just nipped out.

Oh.

Okay.

Actually, she's not nipped anywhere.

She's full-on bolted.

Well, I'm here. Will I do?

Oh, blimey.

What's up?

[ Exhales deeply ] This is so awkward.

D-Do you want to come in?

[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

I am really sorry. You weren't in.

The delivery man asked us to give it to you.

And then Ella unpacked it,

thinking it was for me and Bradley.

He's a bit cross with me because I kept forgetting to mention it.

And then once I'd drank it, well, it just seemed so...

cheeky.

What?

Is that it?

Is what it?

-Is that why he was cross? -Yeah.

And -- And that's why you wanted a word this morning?

Yeah.

It really doesn't matter.

I-It's just off of Lisa's mum and dad.

They send stuff over every now and then.

We hadn't even noticed. Honestly.

Thank God.

I was really hoping you'd be lovely about it.

Tanya?

I'm really sorry.

What's up? Don't -- Don't cry.

-You don't need to cry. -It's just I was --

I was really worried in case you were pissed off.

About a bottle of wine and a few tinned olives?

Don't be silly.

We really like it here.

Bradley was very annoyed in case I upset

our lovely new neighbors.

[ Laughs ]

He'll be really pleased with me now.

He's gone down to the Dog and Dart.

I said I might join him.

[ Gasps ] Shall we all go?

Do you fancy that?

Yeah. Why not?

What about Lisa? Will she come, too?

Yeah. Of course she will.

I'll text her and tell her I'm sorry.

I probably overreacted.

Aren't you a lovely husband, just saying sorry like that?

Bradley never says he's sorry.

Nor does Lisa.

Really?

We're like peas in a pod, me and you, aren't we?

Yes. She's under pressure at the moment.

The new business and stuff.

She probably needs a drink anyway.

It's a tough one.

Someone gets a new job. Everything changes.

I know.

She's just finding her feet. That's all.

I've got to expect it.

It's a start-up and we're slap bang in the middle of recession.

It's not meant to be easy.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

S-Shall we get going, then?

Yeah.

[ Music continues ]

Half a lager and lime and a pint, please, love.

How was it?

Oh, lovely.

So, where to tomorrow?

Farley Hall.

Where?

Oh, I know it.

It's just past Wrexham.

W-Wrexham?

BIANCA: It's beautiful.

I went to a do there a few months back.

We're getting the coach at half 7:00 in the morning.

Half 7:00?

They'd better do bloody chips.

They do, um, potato wedges.

PAULINE: Thanks, love.

[ Register beeping ]

Look, love.

Don't take this the wrong way,

but do you fancy going on your own?

No, I do not.

I just think we've seen what we need to see already.

There's only so many medallions of pork

and melon balls any one man can take.

And don't get me started on those fawning bastards

asking me if I need anything else.

Other than me arse wiping, no, I don't.

[ Clears throat ]

[ Exhales deeply ]

I've been thinking.

Maybe you're right.

Me? Right?

You're not that pissed, surely.

Maybe we don't need a massive, big place, after all.

Maybe there's nothing wrong with a few tables

at the Central Club.

We could just go for a finger buffet

and a bit of karaoke.

What do you want now?

Did you have a good afternoon?

Yeah, I did.

It was amaze, actually.

That's what Caroline says.

-It's cute, isn't it? -Very.

Bit like you, really.

Who's Caroline?

She's one of the models.

She used to be the face of C&A ski goggles, apparently.

She's in her 50s.

She used to hang out with the cast of "Hi-de-Hi" --

whoever they are.

Do you mind if we talk?

[ Sighs ] What about now?

About your career.

-My career? -Yeah.

And us.

Us?

Yeah.

And about how I think we're a team.

I want to support you in what you want to do, Denise...

...and help you in any way that I can.

You do?

Yeah.

And I promise this time we'll sort it all out properly,

equally, so it's fair.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

I love being with you.

And I love spending all this time with you and Josh.

And I don't want to mess it up, Denise, not again.

We've got something, you and me.

We always have had...something.

What do you think?

These are lovely.

Thanks.

[ Music continues ]

Are you coming in, then? I'm just doing tea.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Well?

Mission accomplished.

He doesn't want the fancy do,

and I've had a week of free lunches.

What did I tell you?

I'm impressed, Bianca.

Uh, do us another half -- and whatever you're having, cock.

Thank you.

I just had a thought mid-siphon.

Steady on. Two thoughts in one day?

CHARLIE: I just reckon if we're all agreed on food and venues,

maybe we should start thinking about themes instead.

PAULINE: Hang on, Bianca.

Make that a double whiskey, will you?

[ Mid-tempo music playing ]

-All right, mate. -I'll get this.

Pint for Dan, please, Bianca.

You and I need to talk.

DAN: Oh, aye?

I owe you some of this.

Remember that stash from Kim?

-I've got rid of it. -You still had it?

Sold it to a dealer in Liverpool.

-Are you mad? -I'd be mad not to, mate.

If it weren't for you

asking me to give you a lift to the airport that day,

I'd never have had the chance to get me hands on it.

So I want to give you your cut.

You are mad. You've actually lost it.

-I'm proud of you. -Oh, thank you, baby.

After all the shit we had,

I know that must have been hard for you.

It was, but shh.

It's all done and dusted now.

So...shall I get a round in?

Hey.

Just a couple of grand or so, for you and Lisa.

You can go on a nice holiday, get yourself a new van.

I don't need a new van. Thanks.

And I'm not going on some dodgy holiday either.

Keep it, mate, or -- or give it to charity or something.

TANYA: Hiya.

Well?

Oh, yeah. Yeah. He's delighted.

-He's fine. -Great.

Can I have a pint and a gin and tonic, please, Bianca?

Uh, could you look after this for a second?

I need to nip to the loo.

[ Music continues ]

Don't be offended, mate.

I appreciate the offer and all that.

It's just dangerous, isn't it?

-I'm a big boy. -Yeah.

And I don't really approve of dirty money.

Yeah?

Well, how about if I don't approve

of the thing you've got for your fit new neighbor?

If we're gonna play goody-goody all of a sudden.

What thing?

Her?

No way, mate. Not in a million years.

Okay. Okay.

If I believe you can handle the danger of a bird like that,

will you believe I can handle the danger

of a little extra cash?

DAN: Just -- Just don't say anything to Lisa.

About Tanya?

About the money, dickhead.

Hiya.

Loving you and leaving you, I'm afraid.

Business to attend to.

I'm really sorry.

I shouldn't have snapped at you like that.

And I shouldn't have walked off either.

Where have you been? Oh, wait. Don't tell me.

You've been to Wythenshawe Hospital

for a quick personality transplant.

And you were right about Fergus.

He shouldn't have taken the piss like that.

He's apologized, and it will not happen again.

And I promise I'll stop going on about work --

and your lack of respect of what I do either.

I know you respect me, and I should never have said that.

So...are you gonna put your hands in your pocket?

The MD has had a long day, and the MD needs a drink.

[ Laughs ]

[ Exhales deeply ]

So, are you two friends again?

She apologized. She actually apologized.

Oh, that's great, isn't it?

I'd call it more of a once-in-a-lifetime thing

rather than a simple old "great."

Thanks for before, Dan.

No need to thank me.

Yes, there is.

You're a lovely man.

That's very kind. And you're a lovely woman.

And everyone lived happily ever after.

[ Laughs ]

Um, it's just a thought, Dan.

Uh, but you know with Lisa's new job and everything...

Yeah?

Well, if she's ever away on business

and you're stuck in on your own, you can always shout me up.

What I am getting to is... you wouldn't have to be in.

On your own.

If you know what I mean.

[ Snorts, laughs ]

Of course you know what I mean.

Don't look so scared, Dan. I'm not hitting on you.

I didn't mean it like that.

* I got a feelin' that we're thinking on the same track *

* I got to run *

* I got to quit *

* I'm never comin' back *

* Raise a finger to the rat race and the city *

* I got a one-way ticket *

* Man, I'm sittin' pretty *

* Take me to the high life *

* Take me on a wild ride *

* Of my life *

* Of my life *

[ Music continues ]

[ Music continues ]

* The suit, the tie, the job that you think would pay *

* I'm plannin' bigger things *

* We're going on a tear *

[ Music continues ]

[ Up-tempo music plays ]