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(mellow drumming)

(upbeat music)

(phone ringing)

- Morning.

- Did I fall asleep?

- Ella said to leave you.

Figured sleeps not something you've had much of lately.

Thought I'd wake up and you'd be gone but--

- Were you not cold?

- Freezing.

(giggles)

- Right, well, I'd better get myself in the shower.

Erm..

Thanks, Greg.

- For what?

- Just, you know, thanks.

- Close those bloody curtains.

- Ooh.

Language on it!

(lighthearted music)

- Dan!

- All Robbie's stuff, dumped out at the bottom of our drive.

- Pauline must have come round this morning.

- Mm.

- We shouldn't have let him stay.

We should have chucked him out on his bloody arse.

- Stop swearing in front of Molly!

- Oh, there's a four-week grace period with newborns.

(knocking)

- He's in the shower.

Are you two getting up?

I don't want to be by meself when he comes down.

(lighthearted music)

- What's this? An intervention?

- Think of it more as a lynch mob.

- They were outside this morning.

Pauline must've brought 'em round and dumped 'em.

- Shit.

That's probably not a good sign, is it?

- No, it's not.

And if you don't want me chucking them all back outside

again, I'd start talking if I were you.

We want to know everything.

Now.

- You all right, Bianca?

- Yes, why wouldn't I be?

- Oh, you know, last night?

- Oh! Pht!

- It's okay to talk about it, you know.

Particularly with me.

I am paid for that sort of thing, you know.

- You hate other people's problems.

- But I like yours.

I don't mean I like them, I put up with..

No, I mean, for goodness sake,

you know what I'm trying to say.

- I'm fine, Roger.

Honestly, stop being such a fusspot.

Here, have a muffin.

- Caroline, the first one, I was at rock bottom when we met.

I was broke, I was homeless, staying round a mate's.

Couldn't come to you, couldn't go to Mum.

Didn't want anyone knowing what a loser I'd become.

And there she was, beautiful, smart, going places

and I just threw myself into it, headfirst.

I told myself it was real, that I was in love,

that it was something I could grab onto, like a lifeline,

and once I did, I couldn't let go.

It was only when I slid that ring on her finger

that I finally stopped.

Finally took a breath,

finally realised what a mistake I'd made.

- So you did what you always do.

You bailed.

- No.

No, no, it wasn't like that.

I actually tried to make it work.

Even got a job.

Sales.

And that's, that's when I met Jasmine.

She was a client.

But it was different with her, I swear to you.

That time, it was real.

I mean, I fell for her hard,

more than I ever have for anybody.

- So you met someone else and instead of ending it

with Caroline, like any normal human being would,

you just disappeared.

- No, I just didn't want to hurt her.

- Robbie, that's what you always say!

And it's bullshit!

It's never about not wanting to hurt people,

you do hurt people.

It's about not wanting to see their faces when you do it!

(melancholy music)

- There she is!

My future trophy wife!

- I'm not a trophy.

- Yes, you are!

You're the FA cup, the Wimbledon shield

and Olympic Gold all rolled into one.

(giggles)

- We should get a babysitter tonight,

go out and celebrate properly.

- Could do.

- There's this little bar by the canal, proper exclusive.

Our agency took us there once, full of celebs.

You'll love it.

They give you Champagne and they put strawberries in it!

- Sounds great.

(lighthearted music)

- So what happened with Jasmine?

- It was wonderful.

Perfect.

Everything I'd always wanted.

I should have told her about Caroline straight away

and maybe if I had, we'd still be..

But I left it too late.

By the time she was talking about marriage,

how could I tell her then?

- So you thought, sod it, I'll just marry her as well,

not like she'll ever find out.

- Yeah.

For a while, it worked.

But then it was about getting a place together,

joint mortgages, joint bank accounts, starting a family.

There would've been background checks, credit checks.

- So you got in there first.

Another disappearing act.

- It killed me, Lisa.

You've no idea.

It still does.

But I had no choice.

I just, I didn't want to..

I didn't want to see her face.

- And this?

All of this, it all happened in just six months?

- Er, no, it was a slightly longer period than that.

- Robbie?

Have you ever even been to New York?

(somber music)

- No.

- Morning, Lisa.

How was the dinner party, Bianca's big date?

- Er, not good.

Robbie is a bit, erm..

Well, he's not quite right for..

Actually, why the hell am I covering for him?

Robbie is married.

To two different women.

(gasps)

And we knew nothing about it!

There!

- Really?

Jesus.

- I'm just going over to see if Bianca's all right.

She got caught right in the middle of it all.

- Oh, poor B! - Yeah.

- I'll come with you. - What?

- Yeah.

- No, it's all right, it's fine, I'll just--

- No, no, because she needs all of her friends right now,

isn't it?

- Muffin?

I made loads.

- Thanks.

- So you're definitely okay, then?

You're not upset or--

- Lisa, I'm fine, I told you.

(doorbell rings)

Oh! Who's that?

I am so popular today!

- Is she really okay?

- No idea.

Who can tell?

Woman wears more masks than Batman.

- Oh, hello!

Come on in!

- Hiya, Denise.

What you doing here?

- Nothing, I'm just..

Oh, dear, have you got something in your eye?

- Er, I don't think so.

Have I?

- Yes.

Ooh!

And you have too, Tanya!

Oh, no, wait.

I know what it is.

It's the sparkle from this bad boy!

(screaming) (upbeat music)

And he's taking me out to celebrate,

we're going to that posh bar, you know the one by the canal.

- Oh, Roger!

Roger!

I want you to go to the shop

and buy every bridal magazine you can.

Denise has asked me to arrange her wedding!

- Well, she did such a good job with Charlie and Pauline's.

Plus we've got the same sense of style,

me and you, haven't we?

- Dear God, it's going to be a neon-pink wedding

with polka dots and feathers.

- Right, never mind all of that,

let's talk about the important bit.

When's the engagement party?

- Oh, I don't know if we're having one.

I don't think Fergus likes parties.

- Yes.

You're having an engagement party.

I'm gonna throw it for you. We'll have it round at mine.

We'll have music, drinks,

(gasps) Imogen Winters lingerie hamper!

You'll be up for that, won't you, Lisa?

Oh, it's great, it's so exciting!

I'm gonna go and talk to Ella, we'll arrange everything.

Oh!

Congratulations.

- What does she mean?

Imogen Winters?

We won't have to parade around in our unmentionables,

will we?

- No!

We won't, will we?

- I've no idea.

I don't think I even said yes, did I?

(melancholy music)

- On your own?

- Yeah.

- Good.

- Found your little delivery this morning.

- Yeah, well I assumed he'd wangle his way

into crashing at yours.

- For the moment.

- What was I supposed to do?

- Oh, I wouldn't worry.

Soon as he thinks things are getting awkward,

he'll sharp leave.

And you can tell him,

he needn't come knocking on my door when he does, neither.

The hotel of Mum and Dad is closed for business,

permanently.

- And you really mean that, do you?

- Why else would I have been up at the crack of dawn,

dragging his gear round yours?

- To make a point?

- Yeah.

And I made it.

So you can tell him, from now on, he's on his own.

I won't be giving him a second thought.

(melancholy music)

- Is he?

What's a bigamist?

- Well, it means he married two women.

At the same time.

- Really?!

Flipping heck, the church must have been packed.

- Anyway, love, I am made up for you.

- I tell you what,

why don't you come round for coffee tomorrow?

Bring Josh.

Him and Molly can have a play date.

- Aww! That'd be nice, yeah.

I'll see you then, Lisa.

- Yeah.

- A party, Mum?

I don't know.

- Why not?

I told you, nothing is going to stop us

from carrying on as normal.

Maybe we can't go out and have fun,

but we can bring the fun safely here.

Good old Denise.

She couldn't got engaged at a better time.

- When were you planning on having it?

I mean, we're hardly set up for having guests at the moment,

are we?

- Here's an idea, Greg, how about tomorrow,

me and you get up early and just go at it all day?

- Sorry?

- Well, two hands are better than one.

I reckon with both of us working,

we could be finished in no time.

- I don't think it's not your kind of work, Tanya.

- She's good at that sort of thing, actually.

- Are you?

- Yeah, I grew up in a house full of men.

- Um right, yeah, I guess, sure, why not?

(clapping) - Good.

Then, knock off early and come

and have your fish and chips now.

(melancholy music) (van engine roaring)

- Where is everyone?

- Upstairs, I think.

- Dan?

I'm gonna head out first thing,

see if I can find a cheap flat to rent.

- Are you? Brilliant.

That solves everything, then, doesn't it?

What you doing?

- Watching television.

- Extreme Hoarders.

When the announcer read it out, I thought he said,

Extreme Hors D'Oeuvres, didn't I, Lisa?

- How we laughed.

- I meant what are you doing up here?

- What do you think we're doing up here?

- Neither us know what to say to him, Dan.

- I went to see Mum.

- How is she?

- Pretending to act tough.

Pretending he's dead to her.

She's going to fall hard this time.

This'll be the worst one yet.

Hey, Molly.

Come on, then, budge up.

- [TV Announcer] After the break, a couple unable to give up

on their compulsive collection of gnomes.

It's got so bad.

- Ooh, you look smart!

- Thank you.

- So have you sorted a baby-sitter, then?

- No need.

I've thought of something a lot better than a night out.

A night in.

You don't want to be going off to some silly club, eh?

Tonight should be about me and you.

Here, in our flat.

Together.

- But that's like every night.

- Ah, but it's not.

Because before, we were here

as just boyfriend and girlfriend.

Now we're fiance and fiancee.

And soon we shall be husband and wife.

- If it's about the money--

- It's not about the money, Denise!

It's not about the money.

I just thought it'd be nice.

Cuddle up on the sofa, watch one of your favourite movies--

- Titanic?

- Exactly.

They're not really my sort of places,

those hipster bar things.

You don't mind, do you?

- No.

No, this'll be nice.

- And..

Strawberries and bubbly, just like you wanted!

Have we got any flutes?

- I don't know.

But there's some of them thin Champagne glasses

in the cupboard behind ya.

(upbeat music)

- Did you never want to get married, Roger?

- Never met the right woman.

- What would be your right woman?

- Oh, I don't know, rich?

Out of the country a lot?

- I don't believe you.

Everybody needs somebody.

We weren't made to be alone.

What's wrong with me, Roger?

- Nothing.

Nothing is wrong with you.

- Why is every man I meet a Chris or a Robbie?

- Well, they're not.

- Yes, they are.

It's like they know they can do it, like they can tell that,

for some reason, I'm just unlovable.

- Give me that.

Here, give it to me.

Come here.

Come here.

Come here.

Look, you are not unlovable.

Loads of people love you.

Even I, you know..

- I know you do, Roger.

But it's not the same thing, is it?

That's friendship love.

- Is that really so bad?

(upbeat music)

- Pauline's going to crash and burn, isn't she?

Flip back to her old ways, the thieving, the drinking--

- Flower, I'm not sure she ever stopped doing either.

- No, no, Baz, Lisa's right.

And that's just the tip of the iceberg.

I know you both think you've seen her bad,

but there's worse.

Believe me, there's worse.

- Like what?

- Put it this way,

we might all be seeing a lot more of her than we'd like.

- She'll start stripping off?!

- What?!

No!

No, she won't start stripping off!

What's wrong with you?!

- I don't know!

You put the thought in me head and I couldn't shift it.

- I meant she'll be round here all the time,

trying to keep herself busy so she's not thinking about him.

We'll be her new hobby

and if you think it's bad him walking unannounced

into the bedroom every morning,

wait till Mum starts deciding to stay the night too!

- We've got to do summat!

- How can we?

After everything Robbie's done,

she can't just get past that.

Can she?

- We'll have to lay the groundwork.

- And how do we do that?

- That was nice, last night, wasn't it?

- You fell asleep!

- Only for a bit!

I tell you what, for a disaster movie,

they took their time getting to the good stuff, didn't they?

- It's not a disaster movie.

It's a love story.

- Yeah, right!

A love story where everyone drowns,

freezes or gets trampled on.

Funny idea of romance, some people.

- Fergus, I've been thinking.

About that money you owe Lisa--

- I do not owe Lisa!

I owe the business.

My business.

Why keep banging on about it?

Why do you bang on about money at all?

- I don't.

- You do!

You did it last night.

Going on like I didn't want to take you out

because I'm counting the pennies.

I'm sorry.

But I did tell you why I didn't want to go

and it was nothing to do with money.

- You do realize,

I'll probably get invited to a lot more events and socials?

It'll just be nice if we can go together sometimes.

- Yeah, well, Fersa's going to pick up

eventually too as well, it's still early days.

And when it does,

I'll be sent out on conference days and seminars.

You're not gonna want to come with me to them, are ya?

- I'd happily go.

- Yeah but I wouldn't expect you to.

The times we're apart, they don't matter,

it's the times when we're together, that's all that counts.

Whenever I'm at work and things are getting on top of me

or I'm here, looking after Josh while you're out

on assignments, that's what keeps me going.

Knowing that, in a couple of hours,

it'll be me and you again.

I actually enjoy waiting for it.

Does that sound silly?

- No.

- Good.

Because I don't ever want to stop waiting for you, Denise.

(laughs)

- Oh, ha, ha!

Very funny.

I don't follow trends you know, I set them.

This time next year, everyone'll be wearing one of these.

- I'm pretty sure everyone could fit in it too!

- Yep, it is a bit roomy.

It's your Dad's old one.

Mind you, he couldn't change a plug without

breaking a window, so God knows what he used it for.

(laughs)

Don't!

Don't you start as well!

- I'm not, I'm not.

You look great.

I like a woman in uniform.

Even if it is a gas fitter's.

(gasps) (laughs)

- Stop it, you!

- I'm so sorry, Denise,

I completely forgot we arranged this.

- Oh, Mum, there you are!

Listen, what are you doing this afternoon?

- I'm afraid me and Dan have to pop out,

trying to smooth things over between Robbie and Pauline.

- Is she upset about him being a botanist?

- He's not..

Yes, Denise.

But listen, me dad's stopping here with Molly.

Why don't you stay?

The play date was for her and Josh anyway.

- Ooh, we could do.

If you don't mind, Barry?

- Course I don't, flower.

Hey, I've heard your news.

* If you liked it then you should have put a ring on it *

* If you liked it then you should have put a ring on it *

* Whoa, oh, ohh, oh, oh, oh, oh *

* Whoa, oh, ohh, oh, oh, ohh

* If you liked it then you should have put a ring on it *

* If you liked it then you should have put a ring on it *

- Play date.

- For which pair?

Right well we're out anyway.

We're meeting me mum down The Dog for dinner

in half an hour.

But remember, we need to introduce the subject subtly.

- Dan, I am nothing if not subtle.

Oi! You two!

We're off now.

Will you be okay?

- We'll be champion, love.

- Actually, Lisa, can I have a quick word?

- What's up?

- That's the money Fergus owed.

All two grand.

- Has he made it back?

How?

- No, he wouldn't let me help.

But I want to.

If we're gonna get married,

it means we should share everything, good and bad.

Shouldn't we?

- No, love, it doesn't work that way.

- Keep it for now.

Please.

If you need it for the business, then it's there.

If he makes it back himself, well,

you can just return it, can't you?

It's a loan.

- Denise--

- I said no.

- We'll talk about it later.

(melancholy music)

- Ah, thank you.

Well, I must say,

that was quite the collection haul today, Bianca.

Made more than twice as much as we usually do.

I know that was down to you somehow,

but I really can't say what you did.

- I smiled, Roger.

- So?

I smile all the time.

- No, you don't.

You must just think you do.

- Well, anyway, it's nice to see you doing it.

And I certainly hope you're feeling better

than you did yesterday.

- I am. - Good.

- I'm sorry I was such a big silly.

It's just been such a long time

since I did anything like that.

You know, getting invited out for dinner,

making a fuss of myself getting dressed up all nice

and then he turns out to be a--

- A shit-heel.

- Roger!

A shit-heel, yeah.

- Well, if that's all you were worried about,

it's very easily resolved.

We'll go out for dinner.

Tonight.

Just you and me.

- But you hate going out.

- Yes, I know.

That's why it'll be such a magnanimous gesture on my part.

- Oh, thank you, Roger!

That's just what I need!

A lovely night out in a big, posh, expensive restaurant!

Ooh!

- Er, no, wait!

Bianca!

I didn't actually specify the price range, did I?

Bianca?

- Extreme Hors-D'Oeuvres?

That'd make quite a good show, actually.

- Yeah, it would.

Hey, maybe you could use your new contacts and get it made?

You could even host it.

- Oh, I don't know about that.

Someone told me that if you go on television,

you gain five pounds.

- Oh.

- Must be all the radiation from the cameras or something.

- Probably.

(phone ringing)

Can you hold Molly?

What's crack-a-lackin'?

Speaking.

Oh.

I see.

No, thank you.

I'll head down now.

Bye.

- What's happened?

- It's Sue's headstone.

They've finally put it up.

That one we had at the funeral was just a place holder.

We've had a special one properly made.

One I think she'll like.

- I'll stay here, take care of Molly.

You go.

- No, no, no, no.

I'd like to take her with.

I want Sue to meet her granddaughter.

- Would you like me to drive?

(melancholy music)

- Blood and sand.

Has anyone got an elephant gun on them?

There's a big bloody white one in the room

wants putting out of its misery.

- We didn't want to be the ones to bring it up.

- What's he said?

What fanciful excuses has he come up with for this one?

- Actually, I think he's pretty much told the truth.

- Yeah, right.

How could you tell?

- Because he's made himself sound like a right bastard.

- Mmm.

- First day at nursery,

I was upstairs with the other mums and I watched him.

I watched him go right up to this pretty little girl

in pigtails, flash her that smile of his,

then nick off with her lollipop.

When I got him home, I asked him why he'd done it.

He just looked at me and he said, I didn't.

- I remember that.

You and dad gave him a right bollocking.

Then, that night, you came up to our room

and you gave him a trifle.

- In the end, he said sorry.

- I never got a trifle.

- You never had anything to apologise for.

He had a lot of trifles over the years, didn't he?

- What if he said sorry?

(scoffs)

What if he came to you and told you everything?

No bullshit, no excuses.

Just laid it all out there.

- I'd give him a smack round the head.

- And then?

- It's not going to happen anyway.

One lollipop too many, he knows that.

He knows there's only so far you can push someone

before they'll never welcome you back again.

So it don't matter what I'd do.

Because he won't come.

You can tell him that too.

You can tell him I know he won't come.

You make sure you tell him.

(melancholy music)

- Barry, it's beautiful.

- They wanted roses on the design.

That's what were in their book.

But I said, Sue hated roses.

Lilies, that's what she'd want.

White lilies.

That's what I bought her for our first date.

And our first anniversary.

And every anniversary after.

And I'll keep bringing them, kid.

- Eternal love?

- Is there any other kind?

If it's not eternal, it's not love.

That's why we wanted this.

That's my place there, by Sue's side.

Where I was meant to be.

Body and soul.

That were our commitment.

Up there, down here.

Forever.

Can you give us a minute, love?

- All the time you need.

- Oh, Sue.

I always said we'd go together.

I said if you ever went, I'd follow.

And then you'd joke with me.

You'd say, what?

You, you silver charmer?

You'll have a young model on your arm

before I get to the pearly gates.

Well, turns out you were right.

There is another woman in my life after all.

Molly-Sue.

Say hello to your grandma.

That smile and your beauty and everything

that's wonderful about you, you got from your mum.

Now you know where she got it.

We did good, kid.

We did good.

- [TV Announcer] Summer Olympic Gold medal

for Great Britain.

Okay, Matt, we're going to start with you.

- Hey.

Where's Josh?

- I took him to me mum's.

- She's not meant to have him till Monday.

- I wanted us to have some time alone.

- Oh, well, in that case, let me just see the end of this,

then we'll go and have an early night!

What's happening?

- I'm sorry, Fergus.

I'm so, so sorry.

I can't marry you.

- Hiya, Dad.

How was your play date?

- It were great, yeah.

We went to the cemetery.

- You did what?

- Hey, your mum's headstone's gone up.

- Oh, Dad!

Why didn't you give us a ring?

- I'm fine.

Denise went with us.

- How does it look?

- Beautiful.

Proper beautiful.

Your mum would've been really happy.

No.

Your mum is really happy.

Come here.

- What's happened?

- Never mind what's happened.

Stick your jacket back on, we're going out.

I'm driving you round Mum's.

- Oh, I don't think that's such a good idea, Dan.

- Yes, well, I do.

We've spoken to her and she's going to listen

to what you've got to say.

- Really?

She said that?

- No.

She said the complete opposite,

but this is Mum we're talking about,

so I think we all know what that means.

- Maybe we should just leave it till the morning.

- We're not leaving it till the fucking morning, all right?

- Dan.

The baby.

- What?

Oh, she's fine.

There's a four-week grace period with newborns.

- No, there's not.

The first four weeks are the most important stages.

It all goes in.

They tested it on monkeys.

- Yeah, Dan!

- Just leave it alone!

- Right, I'm off to practice.

Have a good night.

Wow, look at you two!

Here.

(upbeat music)

Quite a cute couple, actually.

- Very funny.

Go on, clear off.

Send me the picture later!

Right, come on, then, where are you taking me?

- Well, erm, do you like hamburgers?

- No, I don't.

- Oh.

Erm..

- Ooh I know!

I know just the place!

Come on!

- Please say something.

- What is there to say?

You don't want to marry me.

- I love you so much.

But it wouldn't be right.

We want different things.

- I want you.

- You don't, Fergus.

You want the same girl that used to be your secretary.

That's who you'd be waiting for.

But that's not me, not now.

No more than you're the same guy that used to be my boss.

We've both changed.

- I haven't changed.

- You have!

You have changed!

For the better, so much for the better!

And I love you more now than I ever did.

Even then.

- Then why?

- Because those times we're apart, they do matter.

I don't want you to keep waiting for me, Fergus.

It's not fair.

Marriage is a lifetime.

And that's a long time to wait.

- You know I would've done though, don't you?

- I know you would.

- You're not coming with me?

- Pretty sure you can do this on your own.

You've had enough practice.

- It's different this time, Dan.

(car engine revs)

- Hey, I think, instead of CDs,

we should have a bit of karaoke on the go.

Ella had a singing thing on her Xbox.

We bought it for her for Christmas.

She never got a look in

'cause I was always belting out Kylie Gold.

* La la la

* La la la-la la

* La la la

* La la la-la la

- Oi! (laughs)

You're really up for this party, aren't ya?

- Distraction, Greg, beats avoidance hands down.

- I guess it does.

Do you not think you should call it a day?

(gasps)

- God, I didn't even realise!

Right, looks like it's takeaway again.

Chinese tonight, I reckon Ella wella?

What do you think?

- Sounds good.

- We can have it in the lounge, that way if I fall asleep,

you won't get stuck with me all night.

- Suits me.

I'll go and clean up.

- Actually, Greg, we've got a spare room.

Seems a bit silly, all things considered,

you staying out there.

- I don't know what Bradley would think about that.

- I think he'd think it was the sensible option.

- Ooh, I think I might have the steak.

- Do you know, I've heard that the chicken and mushrooms

are very good here.

- Maybe we should really push the boat out

and have a bottle of bubbly too.

(phone notification beeps)

- Oh!

- Oh, my God.

I really don't smile very much, do I?

- You were probably smiling on the inside.

- Yes, I think I probably was.

- Gary was right, we really do make a cute couple!

There! You see, you can do it.

- Ready to order?

- Yes, please.

I'll have the chicken and mushrooms

and a glass of house red, please.

I was only joking with you, silly!

- Yes, well, I wasn't.

Could we have two steaks, please, medium rare?

And a bottle of Champagne.

Thank you.

- Ohh!

(upbeat music)

(groans)

Oh, it's the bubbles.

It's the bubbles that get you!

- Mmm.

That and the 14 per cent alcoholic-proof content.

(laughs)

- It's been a very silly and a very fun day.

Thank you, Roger.

- Not at all.

It's very nice to see that you've finally stopped

feeling sorry for yourself.

- I have.

I'm going to really miss you when you've gone, Roger.

It's been so nice having someone round the house

who doesn't scamper off up to his room

the minute he gets home.

- Yes, well, I've never been one for scampering.

Oh I'm going to miss you too, Bianca.

- No, you're not!

I know you like to be on your own.

- Mmm.

Well, I've always been something of a lone ranger.

But I must confess, erm I've,

erm I've really enjoyed this last week with you.

- Have you?

- Yes.

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

I'm so sorry!

I'm so sorry, Bianca, I would never mean to..

Oh, my God!

- It's fine.

- No, it's not fine.

I would never, I should never have, I just,

I'd better go and lie down,

I've had far too much to drink, I'm so sorry, Bianca.

- Roger, please!

It's okay!

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- I'm going to ring her.

- Oh, don't ring her now, Dan.

Just leave it.

- No, I'll ring, if only to see which one's still standing.

Then I'll leave it.

- Hello?

- I don't want to know the ins and outs.

I just want to make sure you're okay

and that you're talking.

- What you on about?

- What do you think I'm on about?

Robbie.

- Robbie's not here, Dan.

- Dan, have you seen that envelope?

- He must be, I dropped him outside yours

like two hours ago.

- What envelope?

- The one Denise left, with all the Fersa money in it.

- I think I might have bloody noticed if he was, don't you?

Dan?

- Mum, I'm going to have to call you back.

How much money?

How much money, Lisa?!

(gentle music)

* Well you only need the light when it's burning low *

* Only miss the sun when it starts to snow *

* Only know you love her when you let her go *

* Only know you've been high when you're feeling low *

* Only hate the road when you're missing home *

* Only know you love her when you let her go *

* And you let her go

* Give it time

* Staring at the bottom of your glass *

* Hoping one day you'll make a dream last *

* But dreams come slow and they go so fast *

* You see her when you close your eyes *

* Maybe one day you'll understand why *

* Everything you touch surely dies *

* But you only need the light when it's burning low *

* Only miss the sun when it starts to snow *

* Only know you love her when you let her go *

(upbeat music)